🧚 · 1y
Vil who after an acting shoot in Briar Valley, whose beauty captures the attention of the fae court as an escort for the Draconia family-abducts him. They groom him to be a beautiful arm candy…Constantly making him wear little to nothing. They teach him to dance and how best to sexually serve Malleus. Of course they punish him if he tries to escape or oppose them…They throw him in a cell and starve him…then he slowly accepts/resigned to his fate…Even likes how Malleus uses him as a flesh light…Giving him lap dances in the court…Malleus fucking him til he bleeds. Not thinking is better than too many thoughts.
The first days were the hardest for him, back then he had still tried to resist and preserve his dignity. When Vil fought back, he was forced into more pain, the most humiliating positions. To be groped by the most intimate places, to be observed while wearing nothing by so many people, to hear slutshaming nonsense was unbearable to him
Under the strict supervision he learned to gracefully strip while dancing, to perfectly please a man with his mouth, to bounce on a cock, clenching his walls just right to bring pleasure, not to himself, but to the one he's serving
As time went by he really learned to like it. No thoughts, he doesn't need to use his brain anymore, no complaints, he's ready to take everything his master has to offer, no hard feelings, he's meant to be used, not to be loved
From now on Vil felt fulfilled and complete only when Malleus touched him, violated him and punished him for the smallest wrongs. To take his divine dick was truly a blessing... even if he was left bleeding and miserable after their sessions
