Reder had only a few hours of rest after his abuse in the bath to come up with his plan. He had been brought back to Lord Harrod’s bed chamber after cleaning up and been relocked to the ceiling. Eight days of being abused by the fat lord he had tried to steal from had almost broken him and now that it seemed his guards were planning to take turns with him too. Reder had to escape now or he was going to go insane.
The first thing he needed was to get the key to his collar. His chain was locked in two places, the ceiling and around his neck. There was only one key and Lord Harrod gave it to the guard to unlock him to be bathed but then he would give it back to the lord immediately. At all other times, it hung from around the fat lord’s neck. The only problem was that he would hang it on a rack, next to his robe, whenever he decided to use Reder’s body.
Some how he’d have to get the key without Lord Harrod realizing but he had no way of distracting him even if he did come close enough for the thief to swipe the necklace. Reder had no weapons, no supplies, he didn’t even have clothes. But, maybe that could be of use, Reder unfortunately knew something that could very much distract the lord.
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Lord Harrod returned to his chamber late into the evening. The sun had long set by the time the lord finally entered the candle lit bedchamber. Reder laid on the lord’s large bed on his stomach, his backside towards the door. Reder usually tried to avoid doing anything that might draw the lord’s attention. A vain hope that he would somehow be forgotten and ignored. It had never worked.
Tonight, he did the opposite. He lay, with his legs spread shoulder width apart, propped up on his elbows. His slim, barbed tail, swished gently from side to side. He looked over his shoulder at the fat lord and smiled.
“Good evening, my lord. Would you like a massage or would you like to begin immediately?” Reder asked, slowly rising so he was propped up on his hands and knees.
For a moment, lord Harrod said nothing and just stared at his collared slave.
“Oh? Feeling eager now, boy? What happened to the little thief that promised he was going to cut my throat?” Lord Harrod asked, slowly approaching the bed.
“He realized a life of fine food, soft sheets, and intense intimacy isn’t so bad.” Reder said with a laugh.
“So… would you like to start with my mouth or bottom, Master?” He said, trying to make the last word drip with arousal.
Reder watched, his heart pounding, as lord Harrod passed the rack he usually hung up his robe and where he would keep the key. The lord approached until he was right in front of the demonic blooded Teifling.
“Why don’t you just sit back and relax and let me take care of you, Master.” Reder said.
Lord Harrod sat on his bed next to the thief and brought his legs up next to Reder. Reder smiled and slowly prowled up between the fat lord’s legs.
The lord’s silk robe were tied around the waist and Reder slowly untied the knot. He spread the cloth and saw that the lord wore no underclothes. Around his neck was the small key that trapped Reder. Below the key was the lord’s large, hairy belly, and below that was his impressively large cock and big hairy balls.
Despite everything, Reder had to admit, the difference between the lord’s and his sizes, was almost comical. Reder had always known he was small in that department but the massive tool only inches in front of his face was emasculating.
Reder couldn’t believe it had only been a little over a week sense his first time being pounded by that thick shaft. It seemed like an eternity ago.
Reder started up at the lord as he leaned down an planted a soft kiss on the thick tip. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the half erect shaft and opened his mouth to swirl his wet tongue around the tip as he stared his glowing yellow eyes up the fat lord.
The lord hadn’t used Reder’s mouth much. Reder assumed he feared the rogue’s pointed teeth. The few times he did do it was was rough and brutal, fucking his throat like he fucked his ass. This time Reder was deciding the pace and he slowly opened his mouth and sank inch after inch into his mouth until he hit the barrier to his throat. He sucked hard as he moved his mouth up and down along the shaft, twisting his head. He paused for a moment when only the tip was still between his lips to swirl his tongue around Harrod’s tip again, licking up the lord’s thick precum.
Lord Harrod’s thick shaft was rock hard now as Reder’s mouth bobbed up and down, slurping noises occasionally escaping past his lips. With a loud pop, Reder pulled his mouth off the lord’s cock and dropped his head lower, taking one of the lord’s hairy balls in his mouth. he could taste the lord’s sweat as he gently slurped around the large testicle. He popped the ball out of his mouth and gulped in the other as his hand pumped the lord’s shaft.
Reder took a moment to breath before he ran his tongue along the bottom of the fat lord’s shaft and swirled it around his tip before engulfing his lips around the thick cock once again. It only took a few more bobs of his head before the lord’s large hands grabbed at his slender horns and pulled Reder’s face into his hips. The thick shaft forced it’s way deeper until it the back of his throat and Reder had to relax and let the thick invader push deeper and choke him.
Reder had to fight against the instinct to struggle and pull away as he felt lord Harrod’s body tense and suddenly his thick shaft pulsed as his throat was flooded with thick cum. Reder didn’t have a choice of whether he could swallow it or not as it was shot directly down his throat.
After the lord’s balls had been drained, he finally pulled back and Reder coughed and choked as air and cum filled his lungs. It took the thief a moment to compose himself before licked his lips and turned around in front of his partner. His chain jingled lightly as he stood on the bed.
Reder bent at the waist and reached behind him to spread his crimson ass cheeks. His barbed tail curved and pointed down at his tight puckered hole.
“I hope you aren’t spent yet, Master. I still have a tight hole that needs some of your thick, deep attention.” He said. He took a step back and straddled the fat lord as he sunk his hips down. Lord Harrod, had quickly gotten back to full mast and the tip of his drool and cum covered shaft poked at the Teifling’s tight rosebud.
Reder cried out as the lord smacked his perky cheek but it didn’t slow Reder as he grabbed the lord’s shaft and positioned just right before he slowly sank down. He had done this dozen of times before but never on top like this. He relaxed and let the familiar feeling of being penetrated hit him. He moaned, despite himself as his tight hole was stretched and the thick, hot invader filled him completely.
“Oh Gods! There it is.” Reder said as he sank more and more until he sat on lord Harrod’s hips. He leaned back and placed his palms on the lord’s chest as he lifted his hips and slammed them back down with a moan.
Reder had never ridden the lord before and it was awkward at first but he quickly got the hang of it and built up speed, slamming his ass down onto the lord’s hips and spearing himself on the Harrod’s thick cock.
His own small shaft flung around with every brutal thrust and leaked precum weakly. In the back of his mind, the Teifling knew he could never make someone feel the same way he felt if he were in the lord’s position.
Awkwardly, the theif pulled himself off of the invader and stood. As soon as the shaft pulled out of his ass, Reder regretted it. He felt empty, like something was painfully missing from him as soon as he pulled away. Reder stood and turned himself around so he faced the lord and straddled him again, grasping the slick cock and pushing it back inside of his ass. Reder groaned again and his entire body shivered.
“Your cock is so big, Master. It’s amazing!” Reder cried as he quickly got back up to pace. His slim body curled over Harrod’s fat belly and slammed his hips down again and again, trying to get as much of the thick boy breaking cock inside of his butt as possible.
“Oh Gods, I think I’m going to- I’m going to-” Reder stammered Harrod grabbed his hips and slammed them down, burying himself to the hilt in the lithe thief’s bowels. As soon Reder felt the familiar warmth of the thick cum flooding inside of him his body tensed and shook as his mind went white. He twitched as thin strands of cum shot out of his small dick for the first time in his life.
While his small strands of cum shot out, his ass was filled with a flood of thick seed that put his to shame.
His chest heaved and as he slowly came down from his first orgasm. His mind clearing. He collapsed forward across Harrod’s chest and wrapped his arms around the man’s neck in an embrace. He leaned in and kissed the lord, his tongue playing with the lord’s weakly. Eventually he broke the kiss and closed his eyes, immediately passing out from exhaustion.
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Reder slowly came to consiousness and he peaked open an eye to see it was still dark. He was still draped over the lord’s sleeping body. Sometime during the night, the lord’s softened cock had sprung free of Reder’s ass and the rogue could feel the thick seed running down his crotch.
With his face mere inches from the lord’s and his arms wrapped around his neck in an embrace they looked like lovers. Which, understandably, they were. Reder could feel the small clasp of lord Harrod’s necklace against his fingers. The Necklace that had the key to his collar strung to it.
Reder’s plan had been to attract the lord, entice him to bed before he though to take off his necklace. It had worked but he had lost track of things and hadn’t planned to drape himself over the lord like a cheap harlot.
With delicate fingers, he slowly unclasped the necklace and pulled his hands away from the lord’s sleeping form. His body winced in sore dismofrt as he ever so slowly pulled his slim body off of the lord’s fat one. It felt like hours before he was on the sheets next to Harrod.
Reder reached up and clicked the lock, pulling the collar off of his neck. He took a moment to massage his neck and enjoy the first feeling of freedom in what felt like an eternity.
Naked and still sticky with sweat and cum, Reder limped towards the lord’s balcony and climbed his way down. He stumbled his way the well manicured grounds towards the high wall where he had been caught before. He stopped in the shadow of a bush and scanned the area. It took him a moment to spot what he had missed before, a guard standing perfectly still in the shadow of a tree. Reder never would have seen him if he wasn’t being so cautious.
Reder slowly made his way around the guard until he reached a spot along the wall that was behind the guard. If there was one thing Reder knew how to do it was scale a wall and do it quietly. In just a few heartbeats he was over and finally free, landing with barely a noise on the other side.
Reder breathed deep as he landed. He was free, truly free. Now all he had to do was get some clothes, and he would need to get out of town, the last thing he needed was lord Harrod finding him again. It was time to disappear from this city for a long, long time.
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