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As the final portal closed behind her, Zelda only had a moment to glimpse her new surroundings before her legs were ripped out from under her, sending her crashing face-first to the lavish red carpet beneath her. When she regained her bearings, her ballet boots and ankle cuffs had vanished, replaced with the same frogtie ropes she’d worn this morning. She could only assume that now that she’d reached the end of Luxen’s tour, he no longer saw any need to keep her legs unbound.
“Let me give you a hand, princess,” Luxen chuckled as he grabbed Zelda’s sides and lifted her up, carrying towards a large canopy bed surrounded by red velvet curtains. Now that her face wasn’t buried in the carpet, she was able to get a good look at the opulent room she’d arrived in. All around her were gilded walls decorated with detailed carvings, depicting submissive, bound women willingly offering their bodies to the men around them. Each wall had a window veiled by pink curtains of sheer linen, and it was a testament to how far Zelda’s training had progressed that she never once considered the possibility of escaping through them.
The curtains around the bed parted as Luxen and Zelda approached, revealing a voluptuous blonde woman Zelda didn’t recognize bound spreadeagle to the bed. It seemed the woman recognized her, however - as soon as she caught sight of Zelda, her eyes widened in shock, and a despairing moan escaped the jaw-achingly oversized teal ball gag between her lips.
Bewildered, Zelda let her eyes wander over the woman’s body, scanning for any clue to her identity. One thing was for sure: Luxen had put plenty of effort into making her an enticing piece of eye candy. Gold eyeshadow and pink lipstick decorated her face, only slightly smeared by her tears and her gag respectively. Though she was mostly naked, she wore a teal veil, headdress, and armlets that Zelda recognized as traditional garb from the reclusive Gerudo clan. Her breasts were a full size larger than Zelda’s own tits, a clear sign that Luxen had used the same magic on her as the rest of his slaves. And her hips were similarly -
That was when Zelda finally saw it. Tucked between the bound beauty’s legs was a golden chastity cage, the padlock jingling softly every time it twitched. Suddenly, Zelda realized exactly how the other “woman” knew her: he wasn’t a woman at all!
“LMMMMGH!”
“She cleans up quite nicely, doesn’t she, princess?” Luxen gloated. “I don’t usually take male slaves, but she was attractive enough that I decided to make an exception. All it took was some growth magic to give her the kind of bouncy, sensitive body I expect from all my fucktoys, some training to make her a properly docile and submissive harem girl, and a nice, sturdy cage to permanently lock away that unnecessary cock of hers.
“Prrmhnhnnly?” Zelda gasped, noting that Link’s expression barely changed at Luxen’s words. Had he already been told, or had he simply guessed it himself?
“Oh, yes, permanently!” Luxen repeated. “That padlock has no opening for a key, and I’ve placed enough reinforcement spells on it that not even being cast into the sun would destroy it. As I told her when I first locked it onto her, I have no interest in her cock, only her mouth, tits, and ass. If she wants to cum ever again, she’ll simply have to learn how to cum from having her ass fucked. And I assure you, I’ve been giving her plenty of practice on that front!”
Dropping Zelda onto the bed between Link’s legs, Luxen pressed her face up against the golden cage, making Link groan into his gag as the cold metal twitched ever harder against Zelda’s cheek. “But enough about what I’ve been doing to her. Unless I’m mistaken, you two were lovers in your old life, weren’t you? Now that you’re both together again, why don’t we celebrate your reunion with a little fun?”
Luxen waved his hand, and the ropes binding Link to the bed loosed themselves from their moorings and swirled around his body, flipping him onto his stomach and rebinding him with the same reverse prayer, breast harness, and frogtie combo as Zelda. At the same time, Zelda felt her crotch rope and nipple clamps vanish and her inflatable gag shift in her mouth, the bulb hollowing itself out, shrinking, and hardening until it became the ring gag she’d woken up wearing. Turning her attention back to Link, she realized his ball gag had also transformed to match her.
Climbing up onto the bed behind Link, Luxen repositioned him so he was balancing on his knees, his chin resting on the mattress inches in front of Zelda’s eyes. Suddenly, Zelda felt a strong pair of hands grip her from behind, lifting her up onto her knees so that her position mirrored Link’s.
“Really, those sorceresses had quite the amazing repertoire of spells,” Luxen’s voice sounded from behind her. “I’ve learned plenty of techniques for duplicating myself during my conquests, but a spell that splits the caster themselves without weakening the duplicates in any way? I think this one may just top them all!”
Belatedly, Zelda realized that the voice was no longer coming from behind her, but in front of her. At some point during his explanation, the first Luxen had stopped talking, and the second Luxen had picked up where he left off so seamlessly that she hadn’t noticed the switch.
As surprising as that realization was, though, far more surprising was the sudden yank on her scalp as Luxen grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head up, the other Luxen doing the same to Link. She barely had time to squeal before Luxen crammed a double-sided pink rubber dildo through her ring gag and into her mouth. Seconds later, the other Luxen forced the other end into Link’s mouth, leaving only a few inches of space between their faces.
“Consider this a lesson in your new roles,” Luxen said severely, his clothes vanishing as he released Zelda’s hair and took hold of her dangling boobs. She could feel the head of his cock prodding into her asshole, and knew his duplicate was mirroring his actions with Link. “Whatever love you once thought you felt for one another is meaningless now. As my slaves, your only purpose is to please me as my willing, eager cocksleeves!”
No sooner had he finished his sentence than Luxen’s cock rammed its full length into Zelda’s ass, forcing a cry from her throat as she rocked forward and met Link’s gagged lips with her own. The two Luxens worked as a single unit, pounding their playthings’ posteriors in perfect unison. With each mighty thrust, Zelda and Link were forced to take the full length of the double-sided dildo down their throats until their lips mashed together in the middle, only to be pulled away an instant later by the hands roughly squeezing their bouncing bound breasts.
“This is the only love you two will ever experience,” Luxen taunted, his fingers digging painfully into the soft, sensitive flesh of Zelda’s tits. “The love of two equally devoted sex slaves, working together to please me with your bodies. Your lips, your tits, your holes - every part of you exists solely for my enjoyment, not your own. The sooner you learn that, the better off you’ll be!”
Zelda gritted her teeth around the ring gag, trying to ignore the tears stinging her cheeks. Luxen’s cruel words, the dildo in her throat, the kneading of her breasts, and even the cock stuffing her ass were all torments she could endure, torments she had endured many times over the past two months. But what hurt her far worse than anything else was the look in Link’s teary eyes as they sucked on the same dildo. It was a look of reluctant resignation, the look of someone who intensely hated everything that was happening to them, but couldn’t bring themselves to fight it anymore. It was the look of someone who had completely given up all hope.
Zelda knew that look well. She’d worn it herself for at least two weeks now.
Finally, both Luxens came in unison, flooding both Zelda and Link’s asses with their seed. Much to their captives’ alarm, though, they didn’t even slow down after the first orgasm, continuing to ruthlessly fuck the two blondes senseless without missing more than a beat.
“Did you think you’d be getting a break so early, princess?” the Luxen behind Zelda whispered into her ear. “Given how many times you defied my orders today, I’ve clearly been far too lenient on you up until now, and it’s about time I fixed that. Besides, visiting all your sexy friends on our tour left me quite pent up, and I think spending a few hours fucking your tight ass is just what the doctor ordered! And once I’ve had my fill, I’ve already thought up a few punishment games for you and your so-called hero to play together!”
Zelda could only whimper in response, wondering just how much longer she could hold out against Luxen’s cruelty before she finally broke. She could already feel her arousal building towards a climax from the brutal ass-fucking, and if she lost focus for a second, she found herself licking and sucking on the dildo between her gagged lips. In that moment, she truly realized for the first time just how inevitable her fate was. No matter how strong their wills once were, she, Link, and so many of the other warriors who had faithfully defended Hyrule would soon serve Luxen as obedient devoted, masochistic whores.
As her ass clenched around Luxen’s dick in the throes of an earth-shaking orgasm, the former princess of Hyrule let out an echoing cry of defeat.
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