Saturday, August 15, 2020

The Plucked Weed (The Starter Boss Wins)

 [Every adventure story begins with a first boss. An easy fight that launches the hero’s journey. But here the hero loses... Here the hero will be broken before his adventures begins...

...And it all might just not be an accident...

Heavy focus on a naked man’s torment than on the sexy lady herself]

There is a great problem in the many kingdoms... 

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News of disturbances in the peace all over the kingdoms hadmanaged to reach even the most secular of villages. Tales of bandits, mercenaries, and even rumors of the supernatural taking over towns and cities all over the world haunted the common man and social elites alike, and they were not unsubstantiated claims either. An aura of danger was enveloping the world...

Gabe Newell, or Big Gabe as he could not escape being called, had been one of the many educated boys growing up in Grinning Lane township. He was the youngest son of a family of farmers to the south who was sent to Grinning Lane to receive an education, a past he shared with many in the city. 

It was only two weeks ago that he was given his certification which proved that he had graduated from Grinning Lane Academic Center. He remembered the private conversation he had shared that day with his teacher, Miss Riria. She had a profound look of worry in her eyes as he told her his plan to use his education to travel the world... and maybe help people along the way.

He had always been unusually strong, a fact everyone in town acknowledged. And he was skilled with the axe and the sword. Paired with the knowledge he gained from schooling, there was no reason he could not spend a year or two seeing the world...

Miss Riria had expressed her disapproval. To her it was clear that he had been seduced by legends and stories of the famous heroes of old... Men who traveled and gained influence, and bringing an end to great evils... But she could not dissuade him.

Gabe knew that he could succeed as a traveler. He would not allow these dangerous times to steal away his youth. He could fight back against bandits and avoid dangers, and truly become something of value with his skills. He just needed proof for himself, a chance to wipe away the lingering doubts. The look of worry in Miss Riria’s eyes haunted him... He needed a way to bolster his confidence.

His chance came as a warning to stay out of the woods east of Grinning Lane. Dangers of a thief of some sort stalking the forests, stealing money and even livestock...

*** *** ***

“Aaand there. Please stop squirming, you’ll hurt yourself against the ropes.”

Gabe tried to scream in shock, but the tape keeping his mouth shut was as effective as it was humiliating. His captor had just then removed his last articles of clothing. She had done so slowly, allowing him to feel his cotton undergarment being slid down his thigh. The violation stung, but the fear was even more intense...

The petite lady with green skin and strange pointed ears smirked, dangling his pants on her finger before letting it drop. She was dressed in a thick cotton vest and short pants of strange, leather-like material. The thief he was supposed to bring to justice, but now held him captive.

“You weren’t much to worry about, little scout,” she chuckled. She felt his large pectoral muscles. “Despite your big build you aren’t much. Is this the biggest, strongest man that your paltry town has to offer? Do you presume to be a hero, hmm?”

Gabe couldn’t believe this! He was the strongest man in town, even among adults! He wasn’t unskilled either... And yet, without trouble, this thief lady had outmaneuvered, overpowered, and now violated his helpless body. How could this be? He shook with not only anger, but desperation and fear.

And this lady... what was she? Were there such people in foreign countries? Her short and yet plump stature was not so unusual, but her green skin was. And her ears were pointed...

The more he looked at her, the more he noticed. Her canines were more pronounced than any man’s. Her eyes were not brown, but a dark silver colour. Her lips were a dark, almost black purple, and he didn’t believe it was artificial..

“When all of the other men from the surrounding villages failed to fight me I had hoped that this town which they had all boasted about would prove interesting. Although you are a more skilled warrior than any of those before you...”

Her finger slid down from his chest to his abs... then his waist...

“...you aren’t anything I need to waste time on. I’ll break you in less than an hour...”

Her hand slid down his waist... around his balls...

Gabe shook and struggled as her she let his balls rest on her small palm. He then squirmed and struggled and tried to beg through his gag as her fingers coiled around them.

When she squeezed, very gently, he almost passed out. His body stiffened and his large penis grew erect at the fright...

“So scared of how I’m about to torture you? But you’re supposed to be the big, strong hero of Grinning Lane! Surely you can’t be so easily broken?”

She squeezed just a little harder, and with her other hand pressed one finger against his balls. With just a little jab she could deal so much pain and Gabe knew so.

“Won’t you at least try to be a little defiant with me? Resist me a bit? Dare me to hurt you before I break you, you big strong man?”

Gabe shook his head, tears falling from his wide eyes.

He was humiliated, but moreso he was terrified. He was helpless in her hands and didn’t deny this. He didn’t want to experience pain. He didn’t want to fight. If the gag wasn’t so strong he would beg this petite lady for mercy. For forgiveness.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t show mercy to heroes. Heroes always meet their doom in such painful ways, you know. They travel and gain fame and fortune for a few years, sure, but someone like me always eventually catches them. And they always struggle defiantly... But nothing but total destruction and emasculation awaits them. I must slowly, and agonizingly destroy your sensitive, fragile balls, dear hero.”

She gave just the tiniest prodding with her finger. It wasn’t a lot of pain, just the tiniest bit of pressure, but Gabe’s heart pumped wildly. He would give anything to escape now...

“...that is... if you are a hero?” she looked up at him, the smallest coy grin on he face.

Gabe, tearfully, shook his head.

“No? And will you ever be a hero? Or an adventurer?”

He shook his head. The small creature grinned, and Gabe realized just how shark like it looked.

“Well, that does make sense...”

She fondled his balls with her fingers while thinking...

“After all, a hero would definitely be able to do better against a little goblin like me. Not that it matters. They all fall eventually. I suppose I can skip all of the torture if you aren’t a hero... But you still came to try and arrest me, I can’t just forgive that...”

Poor Gabe began to cry and beg, but his captor had no comfort to offer him. She tapped his balls and stroked his stiff cock in admiration. Perhaps the poor man was going to cum from fright alone? That would be something.

“Oh shush. I told you I won’t torture you. Torture is only for heroes! You aren’t a hero or a warrior, and I am going to help you see that,” she said, looking down at the balls and throbbing cock in her hands. It was time.

*** *** ***

She reached into a sack and brought out what looked like a strangely shaped plant. A smile of sadism was on her face, her eyes bright with enthusiasm as she brought the tool to her squirming captive.

“This is a fungus we grow in our goblin cities to use on male goblins we don’t like. Don’t worry, it’s clean. Look carefully, human, at its three heads...”

There were three ends connected by vine-like wires. Two were rubber-like and knob shaped. The other was ring-like.

“You see, it’s not enough to scare you, little boy. After I let you go you might come looking for revenge, more determined to become a silly hero than ever! I have to make this memory haunt you forever, so you can never even think about heroics or adventuring without shuddering... Can you guess what I’m about to do to you, big fellow?”

Gabe couldn’t, only guessing it would be unpleasant... She chuckled.

She crawled atop him and ungagged him. Before he could shout she was shoving one of the knobs into his mouth and pinching his nose.

He struggled, but as he breathed through his mouth the knob began to expand and expand, a ballooning sphere pressing against his tongue and the front roof of his mouth. The goblin lady let go. Gabe shook his head, but couldn’t get rid of the fungus. It was stuck.

“And now the other end,” the gleeful goblin said, bringing the other end of the tube down. Gabe felt her small clawed hand crawl up his ass..

NO! Gabe struggled and squirmed, but could do nothing as the laughing petite woman slowly inserted the other end into his anus. And he felt it slowly expand.

The goblin gave it a test tug. It wasn’t going anywhere. It was stuck. Satisfied she stepped back to look at her handiwork. The poor would-be hero

Gabe felt tears crawl down his face. He tried to cry out, but the fungus was the perfect gag.

“Ha ha! Feeling comfy, big brave hero? I thought heroes were supposed to defeat goblins like me easily, not lose so badly we turn you into squirming naked tools!”

Gabe had no time to dwell on his humiliating defeat, as the fungi was beginning to activate... He felt the knob in his ass vibrating... It was... Pleasurable!

The obscenity made Gabe gasp, and the knob vibrated even more!

“Oh, you better calm down there unless you want to orgasm right in front of me. I bet your dignity will never heal if you do. The end I put in your anus will vibrate every time you exhale too hard. Stay nice and calm unless you want to make the floor sticky...”

The shame of having been so thoroughly humbled and violated after chasing dreams of heroics was already too much for the poor boy. He couldn’t let her have her way any more than that! It took some work, and was difficult as the knob in his ass shivered against his prostate... But he managed to keep his breathing low...

“Good... that’s right... But it’s time to put the last knob on!”

Gabe’s eyes widened as the goblin walked over and brought the last end of the fungus up to his cock. There was nothing he could do as she placed his cock into the ring. It squeezed snugly around his organ, like a soft rubber wheel.

Then it too began to squeeze rhythmically.

Gabe would have screamed if he could, but needless to say it was impossible to keep his breathing calm as he was being pleasured on both sides. The vibrating in his ass was continuous, and so immensely perfect. His teary eyes fell on the smug little goblin’s grin as he felt  himself succumbing to the loathsome, vile rape.

His first orgasm was mountainous, as thick gooey cum splattered onto the woodland ground. The cock ring did no stop its assault on his poor erection even as it softened and grew sensitive, and nor did the vibrating in his ass. He struggled and squirmed...

The goblin lady laughed. “What a big one! Have you never had sex before, hero? Is this your first sexual experience? Be careful not to get lost in pleasure, hero, because it’s only beginning!”

His cock grew erect once again. The squeezing... the vibrating... Gabe struggled against his bindings. He couldn’t cum again... No... please...

The goblin climbed atop his body and sat on his pectorals. She had taken off her short pants and he felt her small, bare ass and fuzzy pussy lips against his chest. Her enraptured, sadism filled face was pink with arousal now as she gripped his shoulders.

The sight of his struggling, panting, desperate face trying not to cum was gorgeous. That was the face of a breaking man. A hero destroyed, plucked before he even had time to grow. That was what she lived to do...

With both of his openings and his rock-hard cock being raped by her tool there was only one way for her to relieve herself of her lust. She climbed to here his wrists were tied together and grabbed his bound hands. Then, hanging upside down so that ther feet clung to the rope, her green back against his head, she grabbed his hands and grinded her pussy against his fingers. It was messy, but she managed to shove his fingers into herself in a satisfying way, making use of every inch of her victim.

Gabe moaned against his gag as he felt yet another orgasm coming. The goblin laughed as she forcefully fucked his hands. It was pure destruction of his spirit, dignity, and dreams...

*** *** ***

Hours later, Gabe was still bound and the tools still clung to him. He was still cumming, though they were only small squirts now. His rape as at its end.

The goblin lady grabbed his hair and forced  his view down on the floor. It was white and grey with goo.

“Look at this. This, down here, is your potential. Your dreams. Splattered uselessly on the ground.”

Gabe moaned in soft despair as another small, pathetic orgasm dribbled onto the floor. The goblin lady shook her head. She placed a finger under his chin and made him look up at her.

“You will stay safe in your little town. You will make something useful out of yourself. You will avoid even thinking about adventures as long as you love. Got it?”

Gabe nodded.

“Oh, don’t look so sad, poor thing. I’ve just saved your life. I’m not the scariest thing out there in the kingdoms that an adventurer can stumble upon, so you should be happy that I found and raped you when I did. Are you happy?”

He nodded his head.

She smiled and ungagged him.

“Wh...what are you?” Gabe said.

She smirked as she unplugged the fungi from his body.

“We are called the matrilineage guild. And my name is Gabriella.”

She untied the poor man, who dropped to the cum-soaked floor in exhaustion. She then packed up her things, along with much of the poor man’s money and sword (which he wouldn’t be needing any longer) and left him to find his way back to town.

*** *** ***

Miss Riria sat in her study when a letter was slipped through her window. She opened the envelope.

A message from her sister in arms from the guild, updating her on her latest conquests and plans to move on to other villages and towns. Included was, to Miss Riria’s dismay, a detailed account of Gabriella’s encounter with her student, Gabe.

She had warned him not to follow such silly dreams.

But she held no ill will to Gabriella. It had to be done.

The many kingdoms, for years, had been plagued by a problem of male heroes. For every heroine in history there were three male heroes doing just as much. This inequality had been used for years by kings, dukes, and men of all statures and castes to further push society in their favor. As tragic as it was, male heroics had to be stopped. Male heroes must be removed in order to turn society around. An age of heroines was at hand.

She placed the message in her locked cabinet for further reading at a later date. For now there was a more pressing matter. It seemed Gabe, after such a visceral humbling, needed motivation and Miss Riria was to provide it. She would set that boy on the right track to being a contributing member of the town.

She grabbed her coat from her closet, which hung next to her leather and iron traveler’s armor and jeweled sword, and went on her way.

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[The ending, if you could believe it, was originally going to be way darker. I don’t think this is the last I’ll do in this setting]

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