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Gunther The Barbarian!
🕑 Added 2020-03-01 14:31:00 +0000 UTCLooked at a lot of references for this one
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Gunther the Barbarian, entrusted with the “Seed of the Royal Goddess” granted him the strength and fortitude of a divine creature himself. With the help of the mute warrior’s gift he’ed slain many beasts and in tern protected his mystical land as a hero. Monsters were in awe of his mighty strength, and his “gigantic club.”
Though Gunther’s power was great, it didn’t mean he was without weakness. In order to maintain his godly might the barbarian must keep his desires under control, lest his will be drained and his strength along with it. And with the Goddess’ seed having magical properties there was no telling what havoc could be brought if it were to fall into the wrong hands.
There was one who desired that power among all others, The Mistress of Monsters. Her powerful magic was rivaled by her keen intellect, and both were rivaled even further by her supreme beauty. The Mistress’ desire for power and life ever would have her seek Gunther for his gift and have him submit to her. A slave to her whims and a pet to be milked in order to make her stronger than all others.
It was a task easier said than done. She’d send Fairies to gather around his tool. Temping and tease it only for them to be smacked away with its throbbing girth. Wicked Harpy would swipe at his privates with feathery wings only to be grabbed and tossed into the heavens. Sinister Gorgons would bind his body with theirs, taking in turn to slither their tongues around his sensitive “club” into submission, but like all others, The Barbarian’s strength concord all. Sirens, Medusa, Scylla, many had tried to take the divine power from Gunther and failed. Leaving The Mistress to do the job herself.
With the help of her pet troll Matilda they were able to trick and capture the hero. Now in their possession, the well endowed warrior suffers at both their hands. The Mistress of Monsters using her magic hands to grasp and tantalize his weakened cock while Matilda feathers his enlarged balls with reckless abandon.
The malicious troll snickered evilly as the first dribbles of divine pre-cum trickled down Gunther’s long shaft. For so long she had wanted to put this hero in his place for the beatings he’d put her species through. As the Goddess’ as her witness, she was going to endlessly tickle this cock until there wasn’t an ounce of worth left in there. His anguishing moans were music to her pointy ears as she took delight in her task
The Barbarian’s resilience was truly put to the test against The Mistress’ magic. With a swirl of her index finger more and more phantom hands materialized and attacked Gunther’s already suffering rod. One would jerk him as carefully and tenderly as a lover, while another traces its cruel nail along the underside of his bulbous head. Then another would join it. Then another. Then another. Till there was a marry-go-round of teasing fingers circling his glistening tip.
Gunther bucked, wiggled, rattled, and fought against his chain, but to no use. The magic bindings lived up to their name rather well. There was no escape for the hero. Clenching his teeth, he tried to fight against the tickling seduction like he’d done so many times before, but the beauty of his captress couldn’t be denied. The alluring sound of her voice, the smoldering feeling of her gaze, the delectable jiggle of her breast as she chucked at her victory. She was as stunning as she was evil.
“You are mine now, Barbarian. Mine and mine alone. You will stay down here until the end of your days and know nothing more then my divine torment. Your mighty club obey’s my every magical touch. You have no hope. No hope, but to erupt your essence for me, over and over again. Feel my magic, let it overstimulate your nerves. Look at my beauty and give into your lust. Your ticklish cock can’t help but to throb, to ache, to cum. Cum for me my Barbarian slave. Cum and cum again. Never stop! Be milked like the helpless cow you now are!”
The Mistress of Monsters kept up her verbal assault as more magical appendages brought Gunther to heel. His balls churned with bent up desire that would be released any minute. With each dastardly tickle he grew ever closer to submission.
“You cum for my Mistress slave. Cum lots. Matilda make sure of it. Matilda drain ticklish balls of all they have. You like feather Barbarian? Feather love you. Feel feather’s kisses! Feel nice? Yes yes. Me do this to you every day. Make you helpless. Make you horny. Make you cum. Barbarian boy so weak. Tickle tickle weak Barbarian boy! There no hope for you. Cum for Mistress. Cum for feather. Coochie coo!”
They were right, It was hopeless. The longer the torture went the quicker his resistance fell. Pre-cum started to constantly ooze like the slime monsters Gunther use to fight. He could feel it building and build. The fire in his loins burning ever hotter. Here it was. He could feel it rock his body. He was cumming. HE WAS CUMMING!
Quickly, Matilda grabbed one of the many jars they had on hand and caught every string of cum shot forward from the hero’s mighty cock. Each gush made him feel as orgasmic as it did weak. The warrior’s eyes site almost went blurry from how strong her climax was.
The Mistress of Monsters only cackled, holding the jar above her head like the greatest of all treasures. Not even bothering to stop any of her phantom hands as she did so. Gunther started to flail with all his might as the post orgasm torture rocked his body like the footsteps of a giant.
“A good start Barbarian, but I want more. Much more! You will fill every jar no matter how long it takes!” The wicked witch demanded as the warrior couldn’t hear a thing over the sound of his own tortured laughter. Matilda never stopped her feathering nor did the hands stopped their stroking. He was in hell. Pure hell. And deep down inside himself he could feel another powerful orgasm coming on again.
Will Gunther the Barbarian ever escape?
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