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“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…
Shit, he was naked.
The painkillers had wore off.
He hadn’t practiced the healing spells on his wounds, nor checked them up.
Shit shit shit.
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.”
However, what happened next would shock everyone. Poles formed in the room, and the hellhounds suddenly stripped to their underwear before seductively walked to the poles and began to pole dance while some sexy electronic music began to play in the background. This sudden change in tone shocked both Stolas and especially Stella.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?! I THOUGHT WE AGREED WE'D RAPE HIS SCRAWNY ASS!!!" Stella screamed in frustration.
"Sorry, princess, but I think it'd be even better if we gave Stolas a little show of our own!" the Shar Pei said as he danced.
"I agree! And besides, I feel a bit feminine right now," the chihuahua seductively said as he shook his butt on the pole.
"I can't believe this! Stella, you really have reached a new low with this shit, huh? Thinking I, a gay man, would find men dancing on poles in their boxers to be horrible in the slightest? Oh please, at this point, I'd rather watch that all day than have you sexually assault me again just like in that poor excuse of a honeymoon!"
"HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT YOUR TWIG ASS UP BEFORE I KILL THAT IMP OF YOURS?!?!"
But just when things couldn't get any crazier, the door suddenly opened, and in came the snipers.
"We heard there was a stripping party going on!" one of the snipers said as they cheered on the hellhounds and began to throw money at them. Stolas by this point began to laugh at this absurdity, but Stella was beyond furious.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT YOU ALL ARE DOING RIGHT NOW!!! I NEVER WOULD'VE IMAGINED YOU ALL WOULD ACT MORE DEGENERATE THAN MY FUCKING EX!!! WHAT AILES YOU PLEBIANS?!?!"
But Stella's words fell on deaf ears as the hellhounds eventually ripped off their underwear, now naked. One of the snipers would release Stolas from the blessed cuffs before taking him near them.
"Come on, Stolas! How about we get your mind off the torture sessions and let you have sex with them?" they offered. Stolas was unsure about this, but when the watchdog slapped his ass, he suddenly got aroused.
"Alright, you stupid mutts! I think it's time I get control of this shit for once!" Stolas smirked before pinning the hellhounds in the bed. The chihuahua in particular got a huge hard on from this. "You want daddy to fuck you doggies good?"
"YES PLEASE!!!" all three hellhounds shouted in unison. Stolas got on top of the chihuahua and inserted his cloaca into his penis, making the hellhound moan and blush. The female snipers, on the other hand, helped the other two hellhounds by sucking their cocks. In the mist of all of this, Stella stood there with her beak on the floor.
"I CAN'T DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE!!! I AM FIRING EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU, AND I AM MOST CERTAINLY NEVER DOING THIS SHIT AGAIN!!! ARE YOU HAPPY, STOLASS?!?!"
No one answered Stella, but continued to get lost into the lust. Stella ended up crying as she ran out of the room embarrassed and humiliated. What would be even crazier is if they kept it up, which surely they wouldn't, right?
Right?
“Ok, girls, here’s what we’re going to do! I’ll keep Stolas company while you two do your girly and teenage things…”
“Hey, I’m not a teen, I’m an adult”, Loona interrupted with a deadpan stare.
“Oh yeah, sure, like if hanging out with Via didn’t release your inner child! I’ve seen how you acted with your friends earlier, that’s definitely…”
“Yeah, ok, shut up, whatever! We’ll be on our way!” Loona cut with a slight blush as she dragged Via behind her to the owlet’s bedroom.
“Have fun girls! Text us when you’re hungry!”
Stolas would probably want to come check up on his daughter before that, but it was better if he was the one to meet Via than the other way around. The young Goetia had talked about warning him of their return, but better be safe than sorry, maybe the owl wasn’t ready or something.
Though… Thinking back about all this mess, Blitz realized how much of a bad sign it was that Stolas was still hurt this morning. They were definitely wounds from a blessed weapon, or something similar, or else everything would have already disappeared overnight, especially with all the ointments and stuff the prince seemed to use. He wouldn’t have bothered that much with wounds from normal weapons, to his knowledge at least.
He was stopped in his musing when he reached the prince’s bedroom. The door was closed, but he could hear all sorts of noises in there. Blitzo was confused, but when he opened the door, he gasped at what he saw. Stolas was in bed having the time of his life fucking the hellhounds and the snipers. Currently, he was getting railed by the watchdog hellhound while sucking the pussy of one of the female snipers.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!?!" Blitzo screamed so loudly, everyone stopped dead in their track and turned to the imp, with Stolas looking shocked.
"Blitzo?! What are you doing here?!"
"I came to drop off your daughter and Loony, and I find you having an orgy party with all of these people! Why?!"
Sotlas gulped as he realized the severity of the situation. He and the gang had stayed up all night having the time of their lives having sex, and as much as Stolas hated to admit it, doing it with these people was far more arousing than he ever had with Blitzo.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, everyone, but it looks like I have to end things early. You can go home now, but remember my phone number if you want another hookup!"
"IF ANY OF YOU HOOKUP WITH HIM, YOUR PRIVATES WILL BE DESTROYED BEYOND RECOGNITION!!!" Blitzo threatened. The group gulped before hastily getting dressed and getting out of the palace.
"Okay, seriously, Stolas, what the fuck was that about? You shouldn't even be doing this shit with your injuries. Please tell me what has been going on!" Blitzo demanded. Stolas sighed, as he realized he had a lot of explaining to do.