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"I swear to the goddess, if that little blue shit doesn't stop coming down here to use our equipment, I will personally take him out!!!" Yelled one loud drunk brigand, slamming his beer on the counter in rage.

“Hey shut it!!!” A slightly more sober brawler said to the brigand “If you say stuff about killing a student, a noble man’s son like that here, the church would eradicate this place from the top down!!!” The other man grumbles as he took another shot .

“I swear, since we were more open to the surface, that little terp has been bother ever since!!” A tired and bored merc stared into his beer cup as he grieved. “He heard that we had 'the best equipment in the monastery!!!' which is bollocks since the church would’ve absolutely gotten new stuff for the students but he won’t listen!!!”

“And we can’t even kick him out or else we’ll have to face the church’s wrath, noble blood, what a load of piss!!!” A brawler said, clumsily spilling his drink “I swear, I’m going grab that little shit and throw him so hard, he’ll reach Dagda when he finally lands!!!”

“Ohh really now? And who would do that for you, hmm?” Said another Merc with a sardonic tone “We don’t have anyone from the surface who’d listen to and even then, they’d do jack all to stop hi-“

“Jeez, it’s crowded here, I expect you guys to be in the gym by now” a familiar voice echoed through the room, that macho bravado, the open chest and the rat-shaped hair, it was the self-proclaimed Almighty King of Grappling, Balthus Von Albrecht.

“I get wanting to have a drink before getting into a brawl but isn’t this a bit excessive??” The beefcake exclaimed.

“Ohh, look at you~, talking about us not training right when you have lessons with the professor on the surface!!” The drunk brigand stumbly got up from his stool to mockingly snarked at the vagabond.

"Well we would, if that blue-haired noble shorthair wasn't hogging it all of the time" the archer said a tired tone and he put the brigand back to his place. "We've been trying to get him out but he's a student so we can't attack him without him going to church and having us slaughtered, and when we try and give him other options, he say that the ones down here were WAY better then the ones at the surface"

Balthus rubbed the back of his neck at the hearing of the last part "Weeeeell, that's not entirely wrong, the ones at the top don't go past 100kg and they're really not good to help grow the muscles but to just do weapon training like lance and axe wielders so, yeah, it's kinda better here"

"STILL, that little twerp is hogging up the space and we can't do shit while he's still there!!" yelled one of the brawlers, Balthus let out a sigh as he was getting kinda annoyed with this pity party and wanted to help the others out.

"Alright alright, look; just tell me the little shit's name and I can get him out of your hairs for you, happy?" He declared in reluctance since he wanted to have a drink but the endless whining would just annoy him "Just give me his name and I'll go on my way"

The others stared at him, they know too well on what dealing with Balthus is like so they were waiting for the next part, to which Balthus reluctantly had to comply with "...At no cost whatsoever"

The men cheered as their wallets were safe from the big oaf dealing "Okay kid, you got it, the little brat's name is Caspar, he has an annoyingly wimpy voice, bright blue hair and-"

"-Gets into fights with literally anything with a pulse and taller then him? Yeah I know him"

"Ohh, sounds like you know him" Said the mercenary.

" *sigh* Yeah, you can say that" Of course he'd know him, that guy followed him everywhere to get him to fight him, even though he wasn't really interested in doing so; he looked too frail for his liking of opponents but he had a cute face and he even saw him prying on him in the changing rooms, but it seems like he has become more of a nascence then he would've imagined "Yeah, I get him out of your sights"

"Thanks man, hey, if you give him a good beating, I'll get you a drink on me" Said the merc, jovial that their issue will be finally dealt with, as Balthus sights and groans with dealing with the little brawler and he might have an idea of solving their issue and revealing his boredom.

"AAAAARRRRGHHHH!!!!"

"HHMMMMMM-AAAAARRHHH!!!!"

"one mooOOORRREEE, YEAH!!!"

The grunts of the cyanette brawler could be heard throughout the halls which lead to the training room, it was fairly small but had a ton of equipment to use, so having a small wild brat come in and hoarding up the place was a real nuance to them but that's what Balthus is there far, he peered thought the slightly open door that housed the gym and...

Ohh, maybe he underestimated the short sack at first, sure he small and didn't have much muscle on him but his body said otherwise, Caspar was only in his sports shorts, blue coloured after he moved into the Blue Lions, same with Balthus. And Wow, his abs were sure enough there, not as large and impressive as the ALMIGHTY KING OF GRAPPLING, but still, combined that with his cute face and kinda endearing voice, it made him kinda enjoyable to watch his flex his growing muscle.

"HELL YEAH!!! Now those guys will know not cross me now!!"

Too bad his personality borders on the the annoying side of things, which is still endearing to Balthus atleast, so he walked in to treat the boy a lesson.

"Hey, Caspar right? What are you doing here of all places?" Balthus asked curiously, hiding the fact he knew why he was that.

"Ohh, Balthus!!!" He had a shocked and surprised look on his face, before stopping his pull ups and get up to greet the bigger guy with a nonchalant and cool attitude "Yeah, I didn't think the equipment at the training hall in the academy was fit for me, I needed some actual weights and considering everyone here who uses it are jacked as hell, I wanted to come down here"

"With the rats and criminals?" Balthus tried to help Caspar understand why it wasn't the best idea to come down here "You know the people aren't the kindness and the reason they're not grabbing you by the neck and throwing you into a dungeon is that your in the officer academy and they'd get in trouble if they mess with folks like you."

"Pffhh, those guys? Nah, they're just wimps, they saw my muscles and how tough I was and didn't want to mess with me, I'm sure if I got them into a brawl, it'd win easily" Unfortunately, it seems like common sense is something anathema to the feisty brawler and was flexing his muscles at Balthus, trying to catch his attention with them, they were bigger then last time he saw them. "You know what Balthus? We should see who can lift the most weights and see who can be the strongest?"

And then, a idea popped in Balthus's head, a rather devilish one to be frank. He had to be on good behaviour while he attending the Officers Academy, which meant no drinking, getting into unprovoked fighting, intercourse or basically anything fun to him, so he would just do anything to release the tension he's feeling through fighting, which wasn't enough for him anymore but now with this little brat giving him an opportunity, he might have a way to solving that boredom "Actually, I'd like to add on to the challenge, how about a bet?" He said in a intriguing yet persuasive tone, knowing that the runty fighter wouldn't be one to turn down a bet of strength, kinda like him in a way

To Balthus's delight and prediction, the short brawler eyes glowed with excitement, like a moth to a distant flame. "Ohh, what's on the table? Do you have something I want? Go on tell me!!" and like that, he had him hooked

"If you can beat me, the Almighty King of Grappling, in whatever challenge you tell me to do, I'll tell the other guys to not mess with you and you can train here as much as you like and I can make give you my title, 𝙤𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙧 if I can beat you, you will have to do whatever I say and tell no one, not even the faculty, this will be a binding oath, or don't go breaking it on me"

Balthus may not look but he had abilities in the arcane arts, thx to teach, he was able to tape into these powers and did some researching in his free time, he was able to look into things like binding oaths and sealing spells, abilities which allowed him to make breaks and deals with people, and they can't go back on them, and neither can he but he'd benefit from them more. now most people were able to know not to make deals with the giant vagabond with his shady past but Caspar was short sighted and could only think of how he would be the Almighty King of Grappling and and foolishly exclaimed "Hell yeah man!!! I'll take the title from you easily!!!"

"Best 3 out of 5?" Balthus said in cunning tone

"Sure, I will absolutely mop the floor with you!!!!" Caspar yelled with zealous bravado

"Then it's a deal" As they clapped their hands together, a purple-ish grey orb with black rings around it formed from Balthus's hand and then covers Caspar's hand, which make him instinctively make him want to remove it but Balthus held on "Hey now!!! No stepping out, you said you wanted my title~" Caspar huffed as he resumed to hold and then, the orb shrunk, and no remnant remained when they let go

"Whoa, where did it go??" Caspar said, shocked that the orb just disappeared like that as Balthus smiled at the magic adjacent fighter "Yeah, magic is like that but the binding seal is on and you can't break it even if you want to~" Balthus explained as he didn't want Caspar to be confused after he wins

"Pffft, as if I need to worry about that, I'll easily bet you at this!!!" Caspar announced with all the youthful pride a little twerk like him would have

"In that case, you can go first, you wanna start off with 75?" Balthus said, egging Caspar on with his sly words

"Hah!! As if!!! Let's go for 90!!" Caspar proclaimed with overzealous confident, as he place the weights on the dumbbells "I can do this in my sleep!!!"

He then began to easily lift the weights up like it was no problem, Balthus stood there, nodding his head in approval as he watched Caspar lift it with ease. After around 70 reps , he began to slow down as the fatigue began to hit him

"So are you going to sleep or was that a lie?" Balthus jokingly snarked as he saw the determination back into Caspar's eyes and he did 8 more before dropping them, exhausted as hell to which Balthus pats him on the back good "Good on yar kid, that's the spirit, shame this will be a piece of cake for me~"

Caspar was trying to catch his breathe with a comeback he got up from the chair and let Balthus sit in it, who then grabbed the dumbbells, sweaty but still he will do it with ease and processed to rep them with ease, Caspar looked on with awe, shock and worry that he was doing this way quite then he did, and before he was at full breath, Balthus had already reached 100, and was still going with the reps.

"Okay, you can stop now, you won this one" Caspar whined as he wanted Balthus to stop showing off

"Ohh? Now you want to stop staring at me? Funny you say that, cause I didn't think you had a problem before" He coldly said to which Caspar's spine had a shiver run down it, he didn't notice him when they were in the changing rooms...right?

Balthus dropped the dumbbells after 150 reps, simple and easy for him and he wasn't even out of breath yet "Already, what's next?" He looked as Caspar slyly, knowing whatever he does next, really doesn't matter since they will past them with ease

"W-w-whoever can do the most leg presses, how about that!!!" He let out a nervous yelp when he said it

"Okay, I'll bite, but if I win this, you only have one more change" The sly tone in his words turns slightly sadistic

"H-how about best 5 out of 7??" Caspar had a wave of worry in his voice

"Nah, the binding oath is unbreaking, and we said best out of 3, can't pussy out now" Balthus tut as he said this which made Caspar stomach sink a bit

He began to his leg presses at 90kg, to best Balthus's record but he could barely make it 50 until he stopped out of exhaustion

"Come on Caspar~ you can do 10 more~" Balthus said to encourage the skimpy brat to keep going. It worked for a bit but after 5 presses, he stopped, the boy was sweating a waterfall all over his body

"Ahhhh, so close~" Balthus was being encouraging still, continuing to push him further

Balthus raised the weights up to 120Kg and began to press the machine to it's limits, he look like he was barely putting in any effort for it, he did the reps so fluently it almost felt impossible!!! He skyrocketed passed Caspar's record, which gutted him badly with each press that Balthus did until he reached 200

"Man that was piece of cake" Balthus letting a exaggerated stretch, it was just teasing at this point "Now then, how about we do some dead lifting?"

Hey B-balthus Caspar's ego dropped like thunder, from the loud bombastic self aggrandising yells to a meek and shy spoken whimper can you jsut tell the other guys that I'm sorry and I won't use this training room? I think I learned my lesson, we can call it off no-"


"Remember, you still have the binding spell?" Balthus said coldly, he knew that Caspar was trying to avoid responsibility and would absolutely come back if he wasn't trained right "We can't break it and you aren't going to back out, also you can't ask for the professors for help, that's a part of the deal"

Caspar look began to sink more and more into an anxiety, it wasn't helping the fatigue was getting to him aswell. He began to back down but only putting on 80 on the lift bar

"What? you starting to feel woozy now? We barely did anything" Balthus said it in a way that would piss him off but would still be right, Caspar would've done FAR better then this, maybe the anxiety of Balthus here is throwing him off?

"I-i think I know what my body can take rn..." he said shyly as he begin to hold his deadlift, he held it up for a few good seconds but after around 90, he dropped it, he couldn't believe how far he has fallen, he swore he had more energy to do on; he tired to gain his breathe back as he was arched on the floor

"Well then, my turn~" Even though the winner was obvious, Balthus still needed to go through with his end of the deal, and also it's to rub salt in the fresh wound. He placed an extra 90 to the bar and proceeded to hold it up for 3 minutes, twice as long as Caspar, he wanted to add more but at this point, he was getting bored and this was only start of Caspar's downfall. He puts the bar down, letting out a small sigh. "Alrighty, I think we know the winner is~"

Caspar was still on the floor, trying his damnedest to even get up on one knee, he couldn't register on his surroundings nor the sounds, like he can hear something making a thud noise, maybe the door closing or the bar being dropped, this something metal clicking? he couldn't really discern what that one was it was but the next was almost clear to him, sounded like Balthus was taking his shirt off...wait, Caspar thought for once, Balthus doesn't have a shi-

*Scrunch*

"Mmhhmm?!?" Caspar yelped in shock but there was a cloth covering his face

"Shhhhh, I said you'd have to do what I say if I won, soooo, that means I can make you do whatever I want~"Despite his senses being on the lowest they can possibly be, he can still his the husky tone of Balthus "Now then, listen to me, Sniff "

Before Caspar can even get his bearings together, he let in a massive huff, which being to fill his nose with something wild, it was funky smelling but also it was really addicting, he wanted to get it off him but he wanted to smell it more. And even if he wanted to get it off, he felt Balthus's massive body on top of him, holding him in place as sniff and sniff the musty scent until he felt his mind going into a sort of haze, like he wasn't in control of his body anymore, like he can just stop doing weightlifting and just float away in the musky aroma that was covering his face, which as hard as tried, took him over. All he can see before his vision turned white, he saw the colour of the cloth covering his mouth, it was purple, just....like...Balthus's...

Caspar began to slowly wake up from the pungent sleep, he still was fatigued and dizzy from the bet he did but now he felt like he was more trapped then he was before, the groggy vision finally cleared away as he saw the person who puts him in that situation, Balthus. He was looking down at Caspar with an menacing and smug look on his face, like he had caught the biggest fish in the lake, however that was the second most noticeable thing about him, just below his smug look, was absolutely nothing. He was in the nude, with his well, strong, shiny, cock hard-ROCK HARD abs on display more then ever and also even below, Balthus's member was out for full display, erect and all, it was really big and girthy, just like the rumours said.

Caspar wanted to tackle the bastard for knocking him out, despite his lax body saying otherwise but even if it didn't he would have another problems to content to, like his arms and legs being chained up to the poles, which left his body in a open star and vulnerable, he looked to the binds, they were cuffs for people in dungeons, he tried to pull of them but they wouldn't budge one bit, as he did this, he notice the bigger man was laughing at his attempts which pissed him off more

"Hey!!! What the hell is this?!?!" Caspar yelled aloud, to catch the Grappler's attention and also to get someone from outside of the training room would come and save him, clearly forgetting what annoyance they caused them.

Balthus tutted as Caspar did this "Seems that you haven't actually learned your lesson yet, have you?" He said as he caresses Caspar's face which filled him with fear, disgusted and arousal of sorts, being in this situation is terrifying but also he's kinda into how domineering Balthus is being. Despite his trying to hide it, he feels himself growing more with arousal, he needs to hide, or he might get a-

"Awww, looks like you're mini package is poking out~" Balthus coyly coos as he looks down as Caspar's lower half to which he also did and find the horrors, that he's only in his briefs now, with his blue shorts and shirt being used as chains to hold in the door.

"H-hey, d-don't look down there!!!" Caspar's embarrassment overcome his as he shook and squealed at the (near) naked predicament "Y-you pervert!! I can't believe to took my shorts off!!!"

"Oh, now we have a problem with how people see you?" Balthus drops the coy and smug act and began to act more stern and strict, he tried to be nice with Caspar but it seems that patience had all but dried up, leaving Caspar with the dark brooding brawler "Cause I swear, you didn't have an issue with spying on me, Ralph, Sylvain and Dedue in the changing room, or was it just me imagining the little whimpers and moans as I showered while you jerks off in the toilet stalls?" Yeah, Balthus knew about Caspar's infatuation to him and the other buff guys, even rubbing one off to him in the stalls, he never caught in the act, but that little wimpy voice was so easy to determine who it was~.

Caspar's face of embarrassment grew with shame in it aswell, he knew he shouldn't have been doing that with the jocks guys but it was so hard, he wanted to be like them so badly to be big, strong, handsome and sexy and to get their attention most of all, so he would watch them change to get a better look at them, it slowly devolved into a fetish but he didn't know that it would go this far "I...can explain myse-"

"No need, I already know what I will do to you" He paced around his prey, making the poor brawler antsy with every movement "You see, when you first ask me to fight me, I didn't think much of you, you looked kinda scrawny and so I didn't bother to fight you" Caspar had a frowny face as Caspar said but then perked as Balthus continued. "But you did have...a cute face, I will admit that~, and now, seeing your body, I can admit, you are kinda cute but there was that thing that annoyed me; you're a such a bratty bitch"

Before Caspar can retort, Balthus covered his mouth, to which he felt his blood rising and his tent tightening "I'm not done~, you wait your turn~" He says in a mockingly sweet coo to irritate him more to his pleasure "However, I can see fix that issue, you may have lost the bet but I'm giving you something that only anyone here would dream of~" He turned Caspar's head towards him, his pathetic meek eyes meeting to his menacing wolflike gaze just made him more excited.

"I can be your Trainer" He huskily said to the shaking but smitten wimp. He knew that Caspar was engrossed to him and so would finally be able to let himself go at him, and he wouldn't admit it but Caspar's body was getting him riled up aswell so it was a win-win for him. He can tell that Caspar wanted him to notice him and now he'll be getting that and much, much more.

"..." Caspar was slowly getting enthralled with the idea of being Balthus's proposal, he wasn't fully onboard since he was chained up and at the mercy of the vagabond but being his trainee would be really cool, people would finally be giving him the respect he deserved and being with Balthus more was even better "W-what do I get from this?"

Balthus chuckled at Caspar's naivety and confusion "Well, you will get to be taught by me, The Almighty King of Grappling and you will finally get the acknowledgment and infamy you always always wanted~, I know you want people to recognise you more, you want it so badly~" He leans in to whisper into Caspar's ear "Listen to me: Just say what you truly and I'll make it come true~"

Caspar couldn't resist it, he wanted to be with Balthus, he wanted that fame and notoriety the very moment he entered into the Monastery. He had to have it, he was starved for attention and so, with a hungerful cry, he yelled "Please!!! I was to be famous and known as the best brawler in all of Fódlan!!! I want to you to teach me into being the best brawler ever!!! Please teach me, Master Balthus!!!"

A devious smirk ran across Balthus's face as he said that "As you wish~" He got He got behind of Caspar as he cracked his knuckles "Are you ready for your first lesson~?"

Caspar was slightly confused but he was ready for it "Yes master!! I'm ready for the first lesson, what will it be about?"

"It'll be about how noise little brats like you need to stay in their place!!!" As he huffed that our, he reached down to Caspar's red boxer brief waistline and hoisted them up to the dorky brat's shoulders in a millisecond, the sudden pull and pain coming from his lower body made Caspar yell in agony, to Balthus's delights as the waistband reach Caspar's shoulder's.

"Ahhh~, Goddess, I missed this~!" Balthus exalted in euphoria "I haven't been able to do in for almost half a year!!!!" He tugged on harder and harder to reach over Caspar's head.

"STOP STOP, PLEEEEEASE!!!!" Caspar cried out in pain as his balls and butt was being pulled in by the might of his undies and Balthus's pure strength. "YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MY BALLS!!!" As Caspar shrilled, Balthus laughed harder at that response, he couldn't tell if Balthus was insane or wanted Caspar to be castrated.

"Nah, that can't happen, I made sure of it~" Caspar looked confused as he said it because Balthus continued "You see, when you were asleep, I made some changes to your body, I placed a seal on your junk, I made them unbreakable, so no matter how much I tugged, pull, kick punch, your balls will stay the same~" He said as he tugged harder "No matter what~"

"That's cruelty!!! You can't do that to someone!!! Didn't they teach that in class??" Caspar squealed.

"You paid attention for once?" Seems like Caspar does have some form of thought in his head, but not for long "Well you should know that you already crossed that line already, remember that binding seal we made for the bet? Yeah that was body alteration magic, you just didn't know enough to cancel it out!! And that is just starching the surface~"

Caspar didn't know how to take this new information, from the beginning, he was being played this all whole time, he felt betrayed and sickened, he yelled out in rage "You bastard!!! You never said we would do thi-"

He was cut off as the sadistic grappler tugged on his underwear and placed the band over his head, leaving him a whimpering mess in a atomic wedgie.

"Don't think this is the end of your training twerp, we've barely even started!!!" Balthus cried out with elation, he begins to unchain the whimpering mess of a fighter, he would've used this moment to attack Balthus but his priorities were on his nuts instead, on his knees, hunched over holding his hands on his cramped balls, he was in too much point to fight back his ankles being tied up with rope and was powerless for the weight of the buff raven haired bastard on his back, which made the wedgie worst

"Ahhh!!! Get off of me you big jerk!!!" Caspar whiles out pathetically, trying to grab Balthus from behind him, to which Balthus placed his knee on Caspar's ass, which was bare and open to seem due to Caspar's new headwear, where he applied more pressure to his balls which made Caspar lose focus and scream out more. Frankly he expected people to hear him by now, but if they were, they'd probably assume he was in a fight and wouldn't want to bother.

Balthus was getting tired of his constant defiance and grabbed Caspar's arms and bound them with rope, he struggled for bit but he easily tied them up, making Caspar as motionable as a worm, wriggling his way to try and untie himself to no avail "Tch, I wanted to continue with the chains but you had to be a little shit about; well it's time someone gave you a good lesson!!" He picked Caspar up, sat on the weight bench and placed the flopping cyanette

"Wha-What you doing?!?! I can see!!!" the boy's brief's had now been inverted to the point the waistline had been made into a new hoodie that he can't see anything from it so he was truly in the dark. "Balthus, please let me go, I'm sorry for hoarding this training room, I promise to never use it aga-"

*SMACK*

A loud rippling smack echoed throughout the room, it was revibrating around the room with how heavy it was, before it being followed by Caspar crying and screaming more from the source of the sound; Balthus's mighty hand slapping his pump ass. He'd never been spanked before but heard it was really painful to go through but he'd never imagined that, it truly felt worst then any punch he had received from anyone and the stinging was worst of all, despite all this... why is he getting hard?

"Yeah, now you start acting good, see how after one spank you stop bitching? now then, I'll give you a question, it will determine how many spanks you will get, combining your arm curls and leg presses, how many reps did you do all together?"

...Damnit, he's thinking really hard on his now, he wasn't really paying attention to the number since he went off feeling then fact so he just said the number he thought he did "200 all together, has to be!!!"

"..." There was an moment silent as Caspar said his answer "Dude, not even close, it was 142, you really suck at counting" He mocked Caspar for his stupidity

"Shut up!! I was close!!"

"Not even for a bit, so you know what that means~?" Bal thus said cloyingly "Since you like 200, I'll add 200 spanks to your 142 other ones~"

Caspar's eyes widened after hearing this "What the fu-Mhhhpp!?!?"

Before Caspar can complain, he's mouth was being stuffed with a cloth, he looked down to see what it was, it was the same purple musky cloth that knocked him out, he had a better look at it; it was dark violet and was really damp, he knew why that was and it made him squirm less to Balthus's enjoyment

"Yeaaaah, you like that, don't you?? I mean, I know you've been staring at my ass when you were looking at me change so I wanted to make your you have a good taste of it~. and Yeah, I do sweat alot down under~" He huskily said as he stoved his sweaty underwear into Caspar's mouth, before using Caspar's socks to wrap around his mouth to keep it in.

Caspar was slowly becoming more and more high on musk as he was sucking in the musky scent that was coming from the boxers, like a newbie trying poppers for the first time. Balthus licked his lips as he raised his hand up

"I hope your ready, cause once I'm spanking the shit out of you, you won't be able to sit down for the of your life!!!!"

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

With every spank, Balthus increased with ferocity of his slaps, to which left a redder and brighter mark on Caspar's ass, until it was bright candy red after the 100 or so spanks, Caspar was getting high on musk to the point pleasure and pain had become indistinguishable and he just laid on the thick thighs of the mighty grappler, in the barrage of smacks, he felt Balthus's cock underneath his stomach, it was throbbing under him with all the girth and length someone as longing as he wanted it to be. After Balthus was done, Caspar's ass was a red as Black Eagles Crest, maybe he should've stayed there to save himself from this hell, which was far from over as he lifted the thin fabric line that run between his crimson cheeks, and pulled it up high to snap it back onto Caspar's ass.

"Now then, have you learned your lesson??" Balthus took Caspar off of his tight and put him in the kneeling position, he removed the sock wrap and slowly removed the boxer gag, as he did so, Caspar seemed to want it back in, he's almost ready .

"Please...I'm so sorry for being a bad boy~...C-can we stop now?" Caspar sounded tired and dazed, the spanking did a number to his mentality but he wasn't done yet. Balthus smirked as he got up "Not yet boy~, now stay kneeling on the floor or else."

He threated the cyanette, not like he can fight back. He moved the wedgie hood from over his face to up to his hair, like, making his face more clear. "...Yes mast-" He was cut off as Balthus plop his firm and musky arse onto his face, as a form of mockery and humiliation.

"Yeah, you better, I've been sweating up a storm for a while now, so you better clean it up~ " He laughed at this shameful scene, as he rubbed his sweaty ass all over Caspar's face, who's muffled screams can barely be heard as he was being sat on by the bigger man, so he did what he was told and began to shove his tongue into Balthus's hole. "Fuck yeah~, you whore!! Get in there deep~!! You know you want it!!!" He wickedly yelled as he felt the endorphins of the submission of Caspar.

He began to lift some weights basically using Caspar's face as a stool to his enjoyment as he began to do some some curls. Meanwhile Caspar was underneath him, sucking on his bare and musky ass, the sweat and musk was driving Caspar insane, he completely forgot about what happened a few minutes ago as he was absorbed into rimming his hole, the outside world slowly became more foreign to him, the scent was so intoxicating to him, his member wanted to try and get hard, it seemed like Balthus's curse made it to he can have erection but still experience immense ecstasy, a hell of his making, still no matter now much he wanted to release, he get sucking and rimming until the abrupt scent of fresh air-well, as fresh as you can get in a musty training room in a underground chamber, but still air regardless. He fell to the floor, trying to suck more then he was given, what was only around 4 minutes of rimming was more then enough to drive him crazy, he looked up to see the fire lit room and the almighty brawler above him, glaring down at him with a cocky smile on his face, meanwhile the once cocky munch size brawler with copious amounts of boyish attitude was now begging like a dog for more of his musky ass.

"Awwww, you look so needy that dumb look on your faggot face~" Balthus mocking praised him for his desperate expression but he was more focus on the mocking name he called him, he would've cried and whined about being called that but now, that would all be projection, he knew what he was, an ass sucking, wedgie giving, red ass faggot. "Now then, I think that's about about everything we can do, so I'll be going now" He says as he unties Caspar from his bonds and begins to walk towards to the tied up door, not expecting to do anything else to Caspar. Afterall, he already learn his less-

"WAIT!!!" Caspar dryly called out, the ass sucking made his arid btu he called out nonetheless, however Balthus didn't turn around, he waited for what Caspar wanted to say. "...me...please" He whimpered out.

"What was that?? Speak louder" Balthus asked puzzled, like he didn't know what he was saying, even thought he did.

"Fuck me please!! I always wanted your massive cock inside of me!!! I can't hold it anymore!!! Please fill me in!!!" Caspar pleaded on his hands and knees for Balthus's manhood to be inside of him, it was truly a sight to see.

Balthus grinned with delight as down and rubbed Caspar's head like a dog "Ohhh, you poor needy whore, I can only do that with you if you give me your entire mind over, are you really going to do that for me~?"

Caspar felt mind slip deeper and deeper under Balthus's sway, he didn't even notice the dark energy that was surrounding the bigger man's hands, but at this point, it was almost impossible to resist anymore~ "Yes, I will do anything for you!! I promise!! I'll give anything for your"

That was all that Balthus needed~

He cut the wedgie line between the ass creek, exposing his hole to the open, he leaned down to the hole, licking his lips like a hungry wolf as he began to lick Caspar's hole to lube him up, Caspar  moaned with delight as he felt his virgin hole being twisted around with his new master's tongue, he wished it lasted longer but he was already dripping wet 

"Now then, are you ready to take it in~" Balthus had his seductive tone on, lining his member up to Caspar's loosened hole, the tip was pressing against it, it felt like torture; all Caspar wanted is for it to finally be inside of him, so he eagerly yelp out "Yes Master!!! I'm ready for it!!! Shove your massive cock inside of my needy hole!!!" Balthus was pleased with his answer so he lined his manhood straight into Caspar's asshole, feeling the tight walls surrounding him, he let out a mighty moan, finally having sex in months, as for Caspar; He was in a state of heavenly ecstasy, he had always wanted to know what it feels like to have sex but to have it with a man as strong and macho as Balthus inside of him was a feeling he could only dream off, he felt all 10 inches insides of him, as he had a dumb lust filled expression on his face.

Balthus beings to laugh at the cyanette's expression, as he begins to thrust in and out at a moderate pace, he wanted Caspar to know what he was getting into "Yeah~, you love my huge dick in your tight little ass~" He sneery at the little brat, mocking the broken expression "Answer me faggot!!" He grabbed the brat's chin for his answer

"Ahhhhhh~, Yes master!!! I love having your god cock inside of me!!! Please reck my puny hole!!!" He moaned out of desperation, grunting with pain and pleasure, yelping with thrust.

"Good boy~, that's what I like to hear, also let's skip the master thing, call me daddy instead~!!!!" He yells as he trusts his whole shaft, deep into him

Caspar began moan more loudly with the thrust "AAAAAAHHHHHH, YES DADDY!!! I promise to be a good boy!!!" he yelped out

"Yeaaaahhhh~ that's what I like to hear!!!" He begins to thrust harder into him as he spoke, giving him the occasional spank here and there which made him more mad with delight "Fuuuuck, at this point, you're not even a slut anymore, you're a fucking toy" 

The insults grew with venom as did the thrusts and grunts, he was becoming the wolf that he had to keep dormant for so long~

Caspar moans grew more high on euphoria, he began to be moulded by the words that Balthus was saying, as his poor hole was continued to be plunge deeper by Balthus so he went along with him, nodding with glee. "Yes daddy,  I'm nothing more then a dirty toy!!! All I want to be used by you daddy!!!" He moaned out, hearts were in his eyes at this point.

At some point, time felt irrelevant to Caspar, he was getting railed by Balthus so hard, that it felt like an eternity, the speed that his hole was being ploughed in was parallel to a wild animal, he just kept going into him like a piston, he can even feel the pool of precum spilling out of him with each thrust, he just keep moaning and praying for it to continue but the real zenith was about to arrive.

"AHhhhh, shit, I can't hold it any longer, I'm going to release!!!" He flipped the boy over, glaring down at him with a malevolent grin "Tell me boy, do you want daddie's seed in you?" without a moment to lose he yelled out loud "YES DADDY, PLEASE CUM INSIDE OF ME!!!" He moaned with delight, he felt the thrursts digging deeper and deeper into him like no other until he heard the work

*"Holy shit, I'm cumming!!!!!"*

Balthus shoved his 10 inch dick straight into Caspar's destroyed hole as he climaxed a torrent of cum inside of him, moaning with every release as did Caspar, who only had a little leak from his pathetic dicklet, but he didn't care, he felt the semen flow into him and he had never felt more complete as he did in that moment. Cum dripped down on the flow of the training room, Balthus was holding it in for so long, he didn't know how much had in him, he finally removed himself from Caspar, leaving him a moaning and Caspar mess, only able to say one word "Daddy~"

He smirked as he picked him up over his shoulders, he began to untie the clothes he had on the door and before they left, he whispered to Caspar which left him feeling scared and aroused

"I may be done with you, but you still need to make it up for the other guys~"

Balthus was pleased with himself, not only did he have a new cumdump in months, he also had a new way of revenue, the drunk brigand from before came up to him and gave him a good size bad, brimming with gold coins "Look, this is all we can pitch in as much as we could for you, this will be enough for tonight, but you promise to cover us if the surface fuckers gets suspicious about the boy" 

Balthus chuckled, he knew that it would be easy "Don't worry man, I'll just say that he went out hunting and he wanted to be left alone, and he would be coming back late, just make sure you don't break him to much, can't afford to damage the merch."

"hmmmmm!!! HmmM!!!! Dmmmdddy!!!!" the muffled cries of Caspar can be heard across the room, tied up in a chamber room, with men surrounding him, men he knows all too well, ready to train him. He would scream about how happy he was, if he wasn't gagged with one the guy's sweaty underwear. "Uugghh, can you get him to shut up?!? Then we can promise to not scratch him up" said the brigand, exhausted of any resources to stop him.

"Got it Boss!!" Balthus walked over to Caspar with his precious dark violet 'cloth', to which the scared warrior eyes widen at the sight but before he can muffle out a cry, it was already over the purple cloth, he struggled for a bit until he breathe in, more and more and the delicious musky scent, he knew that resistance was useless, so back felled into the abyss of obedience and pleasure with one simple command.

"Please these people and don't complain, got it boy?"

He nodded to which received one back aswell. He smiled as he kissed Caspar's head and nodded to the others  "He's all good, teach him a lesson boys~" He guys cried with glee, finally able to get their comeuppance with the little brat, before they could do anything, Balthus left the chamber, counting the coins he get, as he knew Caspar would enjoy his new Training .