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The bed still smelled of Blitz. Stolas did his best to make himself comfortable without lying on his back again, and sighed happily despite the pain in his body, never completely disappearing even with the painkillers.
He had things to do, but that would wait. The day was young, and the assassin was right: he really needed to rest if he wanted to fool his daughter, because it was quite obvious if it wasn’t for Loona, his owlette would have already noticed something was off and started asking questions. But he thought he had understood something crucial concerning the healing spells, and if he was right, that should help him greatly.
But he’d try that out later. First, let sleep claim him again some more…
“What are you still doing here, you lazy imp sucker?! Come on, get up!”
The owl jumped with a hoot of surprise, that got strangled at the end as pain flared back to life in all his wounds.
He rolled on his back to see Stella had burst in his bedroom with the three hellhounds, and his eyes widened.
He had dozed off without realizing it. Now, suddenly they were here, and…
sh*t, he was naked.
The painkillers had wore off.
He hadn’t practiced the healing spells on his wounds, nor checked them up.
sh*t sh*t sh*t.
He barely had time to sit up by leaning on the headboard, slowed down by his injuries and the fact they caught him so off guard, he was still trying to compose himself. Before he could, the watchdog had walked around the bed and had already grabbed his wrists to cuff them behind his back as usual as he groaned in pain from the rough treatment.
Seconds later, not even the bed sheets were covering any part of his body as the hellhound dragged him out of bed by his injured arm to make him stand up, and Stolas was suddenly awfully aware of his nudity. Not that his usual clothes were protecting him much better than bare skin and feathers, but mentally, it only added to his vulnerable state as he was still failing to put up a blank expression as Stella advanced on him, smirking.
“Still having sex with your plaything, I see? Guess you want to be payed back for protecting his ass!”
“What?! No, we didn’t…”
“Oh, you’re talking back now? Are you sure you want to do that?” She smiled threateningly, tapping her finger against her phone.
She didn’t even need to unlock it to show her screen. Stolas got the message and shut his beak despite the growing dread in his guts.
“Better. It would be a shame if anything was to happen to him after all your efforts, right? Especially since the only outcome for him would be death! So, answer truthfully: did he sleep here, yes or no?”
“He slept here, yes…”
She sent him a warning glare, and he stopped here despite the urge to be more precise, knowing exactly where she was going.
“Did you tell him anything?”
“No, nothing!”
“Are you sure?”
“I swear on Octavia, I didn’t!”
Stella didn’t care all that much about their daughter, but she knew he did. She raised a brow and tilted her head.
“Oh, really? But he did find out about your injuries, then? Hard not to, obviously.”
His broken leg was better but not fully healed, and the stab wound close to it was sending such waves of pain, he couldn’t put weight on it anyway. His other wounds weren’t much better, especially since, of course, the hellhound had grabbed onto the injury on his arm to pull him up. Even if he wasn’t naked, he knew his state wasn’t really very well hidden at the moment, it was already a miracle he didn’t need to go to the hospital. Also, it made the idea of fornicating with Blitz even more stupid, and Stella had to know this, but she probably didn’t mind.
“Yes, he did, but I made sure he didn’t know where they come from.”
“Good, that’s good. But then, how should I trust you didn’t do your silly lesson as initially planned?”
Stolas blinked.
“I’m… Not really in the state for such things.”
“That you are”, she agreed grudgingly. “Still, you don’t want to stay too close to that imp, understood? It seems like he came on his own, again, but I trust you to avoid this in the future, or it may give bad impressions, you see? But ah, well, I’ll be generous again and take it all on you, despite it being partly your fault. I won’t be so merciful next time, since you have been warned. Got it?”
“Yes, thanks”, he answered reluctantly.
“You should really work on your attitude”, she added while shaking her head. “Is that a way to show gratitude? At least I know what to expect from you, so I’ll take my thanks in other ways.”
She turned to the three hellhounds with a sick grin on her face and a suggestive tone.
“Now, go ahead and have fun. He’s already naked, take full advantage of it!”
Stolas froze, face contorted in horror as the words sank in, hoping she didn’t mean what he feared she meant.
“What?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper.
“You heard me.”
"OH MY GOD!!!"
Everyone suddenly turned to who said that, and were shocked at what was happening. It was none other than Dreamybull, the infamous adult star who wasfully naked, and currently jacking off while on stream.
"OH HELL NO!!!" the Shar Pei hellhound yelled, "I KNOW YOU, AND YOU ARE NOT ABOUT TO ACT SUS WHILE WE'RE ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING TO STOLAS!!! NOW f*ck OFF!!!"
"Shut up, bruh!" Dreamybull retorted as he held back a moan, "God damn, let a man self please himself!"
"Look, Dreamybull, we're trying to do something to Stolass right now, and we're not in a mood to engage in one of your pathetic streams! Now get out right now!" Stella demanded. But Dreamybull couldn't focus, as he continued to moan.
"Yes, sh*t... yes, thank you so much... thank you... that might be just what I need to bus..."
"Oh sh*t..." the chihuahua said in terror.
"that might be just what I need to bus..."
"EVERYONE COVER!!!" the watchdog hellhound screamed as all five ducked.
"CAUSE AMBUSING...! AMBUSING...! AMBUSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!"
Dreamybull screamed as he came all over the place. The cum was so huge, even when ducking, all five were drenched in his semem. During this madness, Stella's phone ended up breaking from the excessive cum, and the cum slid the blessed cuffs off of Stolas.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! I GOT HIS f*ckING CUM ALL OVER ME!!!" Stella screamed as she tried to get the cum off of her.
"WHAT THE f*ck IS WRONG WITH YOU, BRO?!?! WHY WOULD YOU CUM ALL OVER US!!!" the chihuahua hellhound screamed in terror as he frantically tried to get rid of the cum. Stolas, on the other hand, was the only one who wasn't bothered by the cum.
"Hey Dreamybull, can you please cum again?" Stolas seductively said.
"STOLASS, DON'T YOU DARE..." Stella warned, but it was too late.
"AMBATUKAM!!! AMBATUKAM!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
This time, the cum was so powerful, it blasted Stella and her hellhounds out of the room and into the sky.
"f*ck YOU DREAMYBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULL!!!" Stella screamed as she and her hellhounds screamed while being launched. Once all four were gone, Stolas went up to Dreamybull.
"Thank you for your courage and bravery," Stolas thanked, "Who knows what they would've done had you not showed up."
"No problem, Stolas," Dreamybull replied, "You can thank Steven for that. He wanted me to help you get out of this abusive cycle, especially after he heard what she was going to do next."
"Yeah, and I wasn't about to get raped again..." Stolas agreed. Dreamybull then ended the stream before leaving the palace, but not before giving Stolas some special medicine to heal his lingering injuries, which he took.
"Perhaps I should take a spa day..." Stolas thought to himself as he put on his red robe and left the room.
