Just a Statue

Although the adventures seemed to be over for them, fun managed to creep
into the boys' lives in new ways over time, in the form of various trips,
explorations, parties, and old fashioned quality time together. Duo had gone
with Heero on a trip to find an old-fashioned plane that they could fly
across the expanses of Earth's terrain in this particular instance. But it
had never occurred to either of them that a simple mistake could spiral
things way out of control.

Losing oil pressure over the Sahara Desert, their plane made a very rough
landing, embedding itself in a large sand dune. Heero was out cold, although
not seriously injured, to Duo's relief. Even if he arose soon, it would
take a miracle to dig out the plane from its position, let alone be sure
they could get it in the air again. Picking up the communicator for the
radio, Duo took a moment to scan around the area. Absolutely nothing in
all directions. At least the electric seemed to be working, yet just as
Duo prepared to make his transmission, a bright spot of light caught his
eye.

Shielding his eyes from the strong overhead sun, Duo strained to make out
what he thought was a metallic object just a short distance away. The
flashing signal got his attention again. There was something out there!
A lost part of the plane, perhaps? Or maybe some supplies flew away as
they crashed? He had to check it out to be sure.

Making sure Heero was comfortable and shaded under the wing of the plane,
Duo grabbed his knapsack and zipped it open, leaving several bottles of
water and a few granola snacks on the seat. "I'll just be a few minutes,
Heero," he explained to his unconscious friend. "I'll be right back when
you wake up."

Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Duo found it indeed didn't take too
long to reach the area from which the shining signal emanated from.
Approaching a small mirror-like object partially buried in the sand, Duo
brushed it off with his fingers. It didn't look like anything from the
plane, but curiosity got the better of him. He continued to dig until he
could grasp the object with his hands. As he tugged, sand fell inward to
a kind of a pit. Whatever this was, it must've been long. Yanking with
both hands now, Duo never noticed his feet were becoming embedded in the
small sand pit, and before long, it was sucking him in.

"Shit!" he exclaimed, as he tried hurriedly to pull himself out of the
quicksand trap. The more he struggled, the quicker he sank, and just as
panic set in at the thought of dying of asphyxiation within a mountain of
grains, his friend left all alone in the middle of nowhere, Duo noticed
that his legs were flailing freely beneath him.

"What the - " he hardly had time to ponder this anomaly before he fell
straight through, plummeting a good ways before he landed on a soft surface.
Above, a gust of strong wind blew, rushing in new sands to completely
re-bury the strange object.

Duo arose a few minutes later, finding himself on a cushion of sand built
up in the middle of a stone area. Looking up, he couldn't determine the
exact spot from which he fell from the desert, as it was too high up and
the hallway too dark for him to make anything out. But where was he? A
stone structure buried in the middle of the desert? How would he get out?
Unzipping his backpack, he thanked his lucky stars he had a flashlight on
him. Clicking it on, he shifted its aim from left to right, confirming that
he was indeed within some kind of stone structure, a temple of some sort,
it seemed. Deciding to head right, Duo was soon faced with a dead-end. It
looked like a doorway was placed here, but it was blocked off, and no
doubt stuck from the pressure of tons of sand, as he was underground.
Deciding not to panic so quickly, Duo turned the other way, taking his time
to examine the walls as he moved along.

Brushing off dust and sand particles here and there, Duo could barely make
out various drawings and cryptic writing. One picture seemed to be an odd
painting of a number of demon-like creatures of different colors, some
sitting on thrones, others standing. Another revealed what looked like an
army, decked out in strange armor and holding weapons, a weird looking
palace in the background. Still another was a sketch of a silver orb,
making its way in an arc around a structure. The phases of the moon,
perhaps? This was all too weird.

Duo eventually made his way down the long hallway, half-relieved to find
a doorway open into a whole new room. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping
against hope that within he could finally find his way leading back out
onto the surface, where he could run back to Heero and the plane. He even
almost missed the blazing sun, as from where he stood it seemed as though
he wouldn't be able to ever tell if it were day or night.

He entered the stone-walled room at the end of the hall. It seemed pretty
unadorned, with the exception of a floor to ceiling statue centered at the
back wall, facing the doorway. It was a likeness of a gigantic demon-like
entity, mostly human in appearance, but with elongated nails and a large
tail resting to its side upon the ornate throne it sat on. Its eyes were
open, though unpainted, similar to that of old Greco-Roman statues Duo
remembered seeing in art history texts.

Various dust-covered offerings were placed around the base of the throne,
baubles and dishes, rings and straw dolls. For all he knew, they each could
have been worth a fortune. This deity was unlike any Duo was familiar with,
and he wondered if he had accidentally stumbled upon the old temple of a
civilization previously unknown to explorers and archaeologists entirely.
Of course, everyone was familiar with sites and artistry from Egypt, South
America, China, and Europe, but the layout of this place and the creature
immortalized here just didn't seem to link to anything from those known old
cultures.

As Duo found himself staring into the face of the handsome unknown demon/man
sitting high before him, a large rumble began to shudder the temple. Duo
panicked, fearing the possibility that an earthquake had hit, or the temple
was possibly sinking deeper within the sand. Managing to keep his balance
and spin around, his eyes widened in horror as the only doorway in or out
was sliding closed!

By the time he was able to reach it, it was too late. The rumbling all at
once had ceased, and Duo was trapped.

Throwing his knapsack to the ground, panic-striken, he tried futiley to
raise the stone slab with his hands. Naturally, it wouldn't budge. Snapping
his head from right to left, he began feeling his way along the sides of
the door, brushing off thick dust to look for a lever, a recessed button, a
rope, anything - anything to get the door open so he could escape before he
died of suffocation, starvation, or dehydration.

His search took him further away from the doorway, and as he wiped what
seemed like centuries worth of dust from the wall, his fingers pressed in to
a deep recess.

Duo had found a perfectly circular hole in the wall, too narrow for his hand
to fit in, and too deep for his fingers to feel anything inside. Continuing
to dust, another hole was found next to it. And another above that. Swiping
his arm across, Duo revealed dozens of holes in the wall. And felt a low
rumbling beneath his feet.

Fearful again, Duo once more tried to keep his balance as the rumbling
quickly became yet another quake, this time affecting the walls of the small
room he was in. "At least maybe the walls will fall in on me and I'll die
quickly," he mused. But the stones didn't come down. They simply shook.

As Duo looked around inquisitively, sheets of dust feel from the walls as
literally hundreds of holes similar to the ones he had discovered were
revealed around the room, taking up spots on every wall from floor to
ceiling.

"Oh my god!" Duo screamed inwardly. What if this were a trap for intruders?
And these holes contained instruments of death? Poisoned darts? Arrows?
Bullets of some kind? His mind raced as he looked around desperately for
any possible hiding spot from what he expected would be killer projectiles.
But what emerged instead he never would have believed.

A soft red light shone upon him then, and looking upward at the statue Duo
was mystified to notice the eyes of the demon were glowing! He hardly had
a chance to voice his surprise or astonishment as a mechanical sound seemed
to filter into the room from all around him.

Better able to see as a result of the red glow, Duo's eyes bulged as long,
slinky protruberances appeared from the holes on the wall to his right.
Snakes!? Duo thought. But no. These strange hose-like things had no eyes,
no scales, and were twisting out of the holes far too long to be any kind
of snake he's ever seen. And they weren't quite large or dark enough to be
some anacondas or rattlers, either.

Still, they each began to move of their own accord, twisting around through
the air, spiraling into the space of the room. Duo gasped panicedly as one
twisted around his ankle. Screeching as he tried to jump backward, he felt
many pressings into his back. Whipping around, he was faced with more of
these hoses that had extended from holes on the opposite wall! Turning
toward the door, he was greeted with many more of these things, hovering
in the air all around him.

They were floating in front of his face now. With wide eyes Duo realized
they definitely weren't snakes, or insects. They were long, slender, simply
designed mechanical hoses, with heads that mushroomed, some kind of sensory
bead at the tip - phallic devices. Duo could hear the low mechanical sound
that emanated from the particular synthetic device that hovered before him.
He quickly made the decision to squeeze his eyes shut and remain as still
as possible. Perhaps if they use the bead at their tip to detect an
intruder, they won't harm him if he isn't noticed?

Perhaps too much to ask. One by one the phallic devices encircled his legs,
his arms, raising him into the air. Completely terrified, Duo tried to
thrash, but it was no use. As he screamed and his breathing became erratic,
the devices tore through his clothing, snaking up his pantlegs and into his
sleeves, stripping him fully from head to toe. They tightened around his
wrists, his ankles, around his waist. One coiled itself around his neck,
applying just enough pressure to make breathing difficult and quell his
attempts to expend energy trying to fight. Opening his eyes, Duo found he
was directly in line with the glowing eyes of the deity statue. The mass
numbers of phallic devices hovered everywhere; Duo wondered if not one inch
of space in the room was not occupied by them.

After a short moment of uncertainty, Duo squeezed his tearing eyes shut
once again as the cock hoses dove in for a second time. He whimpered and
cried as they pressed against his skin. They felt along every inch of his
body, pressed into his belly button, skimmed along his eyelashes, snaked
through his disheveled hair, massaged his buttocks. Several devices fought
against each other to rub against his sac and make contact with his length.
His legs spread wide now, Duo tried to brace himself for what he knew
would be coming, although while many devices took turns circling around the
rim of his anus, no penetration came.

The continued teasing but failure to penetrate calmed Duo down slightly.
The hose encircling his neck even loosened up a bit as his crying ceased.
As the ministrations continued, he was beginning to wonder if this wasn't
the reason he was starting to become hard. He was held against his will, but
there was still no pain. Hoses massaged his shoulders and tickled his
feet. They caressed his face and encircled his balls. When a device
rubbed against Duo's lips, he subconsciously flicked his tongue out for a
feather-light taste of it...

"Hmhmhmhmhm..."

Duo jerked out of his dazed state. Someone was laughing? Who was it? Where
did they come from? It was an echoey, masculine voice. Darting his sights
around, Duo could locate no speakers. Was it just his imagination?

A light rumbling began again within the room. Still held fast by the hoses,
Duo watched as a panel at the base of the statue slid aside roughly,
probably for the first time in hundreds, maybe thousands of years. The hoses
even seemed to be waiting in anticipation for whatever it was the secret
area could possibly hold. Duo's face suddenly drained of all color.

A new hose coiled out from the panel area, significantly thicker than the
rest. Unlike those which restrained Duo, this one did not seem mechanical.
It was almost as though it were alive. Dark green and scaled, this hose
had texture - nodules runnning up and down its length, long thin vein-like
lines, swirling, rotating protruberances. Duo found himself holding his
breath, perfectly still. "What is that thing?" Duo gasped, "Is that the
real creature that lives here?"

As Duo watched, eyes bulged out, the scaled thing, also shaped like a
gigantic phallus, swerved around the area. It raised slowly up to Duo's
eye level, while cock hoses parted out of its way. Petrified, Duo watched
as the thing turned upward, its head facing the sky. It then began to
twitch and pulsate, gurgling up a spew of thick, slimy, murky liquid. It
coated a good length of itself and then turned forward again, facing Duo.
The cock hoses suddenly tightened their grip around Duo's arms, legs, and
waist. Many of them pressed into the globes of his ass, parting his cheeks.

Duo suddenly realized, to his absolute horror, that this main phallus was
not a creature at all - it was like a living penis, of something, and was
lubricating itself! In a mad panic, Duo tried as he might to thrash and
defy, thoroughly terrified, but the hundreds of cock hoses were there to
keep him in check. Even his head was restrained, so it was impossible to
move one muscle. All he could do was look forward to the glowing eyes of the
demon deity, and listen to himself cry in panic.

It was hard even to tremble as Duo's body was restrained so meticulously,
and he would've jumped, had he been able to, when the head of the large
cock pressed itself against his incredibly small and virgin entrance.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Duo cried and hoped it was all just a nightmare,
but the slime-coated visitor to his ass seemed to have no intention of
allowing him to drift off into another world. It pumped forward hurriedly,
trying to pop its head through the tight ring of muscle that was his
tight anus. The hoses not restraining him once again proceeded with their
previous ministrations, rubbing his skin, teasing his nipples, circulating
their tips along his sac.

Duo cried out painfully as the huge head broke through the seal of his most
secret area, and continued to twist and press as it reached ever further
depths of his passage. His eyes saw stars as he feared the giant shaft
would burst through his insides and exit out his mouth at any moment, but
no later did he feel as much when the monster cock withdrew to the head,
only to slam its way inside again at lightning speed.

As fresh tears spilled down his face, Duo yelped and vocally spasmed as the
cock had its way with his body, slamming in and out again while the
synthetics themselves worked along, quickening their pace in their
teasing of his whole body. As minutes passed, Duo's tears eventually
stopped, one of the nodules on the cock having hit a spot within him that
oddly did not bring an instant of pain, but pleasure.

Indeed, now that his insides were accustomed to the intruder, Duo's body
began to react to the textures within his passage in a different way. The
nodules poked repeatedly at the same pleasure spot. Protruberances swirled
and circled within him. The cock itself twisted and shook. It was a strange
feeling, being so full, but at the same time the sensations he was
experiencing were beginning to feel quite heavenly.

Still, he was being raped. Taken against his will by something he couldn't
even begin to identify. And when this was over, what would happen? Would
he be killed? Would it go on forever? Would he ever get out of this place,
to his friends, his home?

He began to cry out again, try once more to break free. The synthetics had
loosened him to an extent, where he could move, yet he was still suspended
in the air, and could do no more than twist and writhe. And doing that only
heightened painful sensations from the gigantic shaft that would not stop
pounding into him from below.

Once again, the synthetics quickened their pace in their ministrations.
Duo began to get frustrated, crying out and trying to shake the cocks off
of him. Not only were his actions futile, but several cocks leveled
themselves with his mouth, pressing against his lips. Duo kept his mouth
shut tight, tried to turn his head away from their attempt to get inside,
but another synthetic coiled itself around his head again, tilting it back
and holding him in place as they vied for entry.

They eventually won out, as a nodule hit the sensitive spot within him
once again, Duo's mouth opened to emit a loud gasp. The synthtics took
their opportunity, one slamming itself within his wet mouth.

"Hmpfpf!!"

Duo's eyes shot open in surprise as the synthetic pumped in and out of his
face, working its way slowly downward into greater depths of his throat.
Thinking he would choke, Duo tried to open his mouth around the slender
shaft, but soon found it to be a mistake. A second synthetic, hovering
before his eyes, seemed to have been waiting its turn. It quickly pressed
its way in next to the previous one, and both together were now stretching
his mouth as they shifted in his throat.

With the massive cock inside his body, two in his mouth, two sliding
themselves up and down in each of his hands, and many hundreds more fighting
to rub, twist, and swirl their way along every inch of his body, Duo
thought he would just die. He was fully erect, overtaken, and humiliated -
even if the only eyes watching him belonged to just a statue.

The cocks within his mouth exited every once in a while only to offer Duo
a chance at retaining some much needed air. This lasted only a few seconds,
though, before two more - sometimes one or both of the same ones - slammed
back within his cavern again.

His hips began to buck from the pleasure his ass was receiving. The giant
cock was moving at a slower pace now, seemingly aware of his reactions.
Synthetics feverishly worked at his shaft now, sliding hurriedly along its
sides, the tip of one banging up against his head. A coil wrapped itself
around his balls, tugging them desperately. The cock holding his head then
unwound itself, and those currently twisting around within his mouth
withdrew.

Duo tried to deny everything within his mind, but it was no use. With a
final cry, he reached his powerful orgasm, spewing seed in a thick white
jet into the air. He writhed and vocalized as the most massive high he'd
ever achieved caused fluid to continue to leak from his organ, as he rode
out the powerful throes of his zenith.

Synthetics scrambled around the puddles of juices, and seemed to be sucking
them up through the tips. They converged on his center, cleaning him of
his essence as his eyes remained shut, thoroughly exhausted from the
ordeal. The cock from within his ass withdrew slowly as well, disappearing
back from whence it came, the sliding passage beneath the statue.

Many of the synthetics retracted as well, exiting the way they entered,
through the many hundreds of holes in the wall. Within seconds, only those
holding him fast remained, a few extra hovering in the air surrounding his
body, with Duo still facing the demon statue.

The room seemed to rumble as the mysterious voice finally sounded again.
"Welcome, little one."

Duo's eyes shot open again at the return of the strange voice. Looking
around, he tried once more to locate the source of the sound, which seemed
to emanate from all around him at once.

"Who-who are you?" he gasped reluctantly. He hoped against hope that this
was not some sort of a trap set up by someone with a loudspeaker.

"I am no one of this world. I do not exist on your plane."

"But I hear your voice! Who's there? Why did you do this to me? Let me go!
Why are you-"

"Silence now."

No sooner had the voice commanded Duo stop than two synthetics appear in his
vision, promptly shoving themselves into his mouth. Duo squirmed as his
face blushed a dark shade, knowing now that someone was behind the scenes,
controlling the situation with humiliating repercussions. The voice
continued.

"You are in the throne room of the Temple of Vleroth, God of sacrifice and
passage to the Underworld. You have arrived here as expected, as a new
slave to the Gods must be delivered. Your essence has sealed your fate; you
will serve the Gods well."

The cocks withdrew then from Duo's mouth. Gasping for air, hardly able to
grasp what he was hearing, he attempted to speak. "Underworld? Gods? Slave?
I don't understand... I only fell in here by accident! I don't know what's
going on!"

"The Gods exist in form far beyond your world. They are all powerful and
granted gifts from the mortals that know of their existence. They seek
pleasure and worship, submission and beauty. Mortal chosen ones are given
as slaves to these Gods, and you are one of these offerings."

"Me?? Why me? I didn't choose any of this! I don't even know of these Gods!
What are you saying?!"

"Your arrival to the Temple was forseen. The powers that be have guided
you to this area, and I have given you but a taste of what awaits. I exist
only in spirit within the confines of my effigy, yet in the plundering of
your body through the magic and secrets of my great power and sacred
Temple, I find that you are a perfect, pure and beautiful specimen. Sahrgoth
hath chosen well. At the moment the full moon's light breaches this room,
you will be given to the Gods for a thousand years."

"A thousand years? What is this? Who is Sahrgoth? Is this a joke? Let me
GO!!"

Duo thrashed violently against his bonds. The synthetics began to pour out
again from their recesses in the walls. Many joined those restraining him
in holding him as motionless as he was before. As they encircled his arms
and legs, waist and head, Duo started to panic at the thought of another
rape.

"No! Please... not again! Please tell me this isn't real... it can't be
happening! Stop!"

Powerless once again from the force of the cocks, Duo could only shed fresh
tears, begging as one of his knees was lifted, a hose suspending his leg
high in the air. The offending appendages flew at him, resuming their
teasings of his nipples, shaft, and buttocks. One shot directly up his
rear. Still incredibly sore from the previous penetration, Duo screamed out
in protest, although the synthetic cocks were cool and slender, and didn't
hurt nearly as much as the large one did.

They took turns entering him, twisting and spinning and dancing within his
passage like he was a toy to be played with. Duo continued to cry and
whimper, despite the quick rising of his own hardening length once again.

"Hehhehhehhe... though you beg for freedom, your flesh does not lie. As a
chosen offering to the Gods of the Underworld, you will learn your place as
a slave to the whims of your masters, and enjoy their use of your body
as a gift, worshipping them with every inch of your mortal flesh, your
mind, and soul. And now, my lovely Duo, you will worship the extensions
within you to the greatest extent, for I, the God Vleroth, control them!"

Duo's stomach tied in knots. How did whomever was behind this know his name?
He was traversing a land far away from any kind of civilization. Unless...
could this all be true? Was the sudden downing of the plane really connected
to some otherworldy power? There was just no other explanation. Either way,
it's not as if anyone anywhere had the kind of advancements that would
equate to the abominations commencing the ravaging of his frail body at this
moment. True or not, he would not let this entity, or sick person, continue
to torture him any longer, or prevent him from gaining freedom to the
outside. He would be defiant to the end.

"NEVER!" Duo screamed, grasping at every ounce of strength he had left
within him to attempt escape from his bindings. But still, it was not
enough. A long rumbling took place within the temple, as though Vleroth was
becoming angered at his refusal. Many of the synthetics hovering before him
began emitting a more powerful sound - something new was happening.

The cock within his body stopped short, slowly ejecting itself from his
bruised and bleeding passage. Feeling hopeful that his assertion somehow
made a difference, Duo slowly opened his eyes and anxiously awaited what
would come next. The synthetics, however, did not loosen him of his bonds.
Anticipation tore at his mind as sweat beaded on his forehead. And then
it happened.

Duo's eyes widened and his whole body became numb as he watched, horrified,
as needles emerged from the tips of the synthetics around him.

"Wha- what is this?" Duo gasped. "No...NO!"

Thrashing around violently, Duo screamed his fears in a mad panic. The
synthetics, in their emotionless and unmerciful determination, paid him no
heed as they tightened around him, preparing him for his punishment. One
approached, pressing its sharp extension into his side.

"AH-AHHHH!" As Duo emitted his pain-filled protest, the synthetic withdrew,
its needle left behind to stick out of his body, a small bead of blood
forming at the skin's surface. A second cock came at him, digging its
needle into a spot just below his belly button.

Duo screamed unyieldingly, eyes open so wide for so long they would have
dried up and cracked apart, had it not been for the tears that continually
spilled as each synthtic, one by one, took their turn depositing their
sharp reminders of his defiance deep within his skin. They seemed
indiscriminate on the points receiving pain, leaving needles by the hundreds
in his stomach, chest, and buttocks, his thighs, penis, and scrotum. The
restraining cocks twisted and turned his body within the air, perhaps to
allow the offending synthetics better access, or maybe to allow Duo a full
view of his own body, which soon resembled a gigantic living pin-cusion.

Duo's body twitched and tremored. Besides the pain at the insertion of each
needle, they also seemed to contain traces of some kind of poison. His
entire affected areas burned and itched fiercely. His hands opened and
closed, his lips trembling. For a moment, the only sound he could hear was
that of his own never-ending whimpering, as once again he was facing the
glowing eyes of the statue.

"Defiance is futile. For insolence and protest, there will be pain. Pain so
great you will wish for death, but death will never come. And where there is
no pain, you will suffer humiliation. A fate many consider worse than death
itself. Understand this, Duo. Your destiny has been chosen as an offering
to the Gods. From this there is no escape. Denial will bring punishment of
the highest caliber, and from it there will be no mercy. Your
anguish can sate the whims of many Gods, as it will only amuse and delight
them the same as any pleasure can bring. Beg forgiveness now, and I will
put a stop to your misery."

This was definitely real. It was all true. But... how could it be
happening? What did he do to deseve this? Maybe this was the end. So much
pain... maybe the only thing left for him now would be to hope that the
demon statue killed him on the spot so he wouldn't have to endure any more
of this. He just couldn't give in...couldn't give up hope. Surely his
friends would be searching frantically for him by now. So no, he couldn't
give this entity the satisfaction. He would not falter. He would die first.

Apparently the lengthy hesitation was not to Vleroth's satisfaction. From
down below, synthetics began to poke at his entrance. Duo shuddered and
shed tears of frustration as one dove up inside of him. The rape commenced
again, with multiple cocks playing with his insides as the needles itched
and burned.

"Do not believe that any shadow of death will save you from your torment.
The degrees of pain you experience are but a fraction of my powers and
ability within this sacred Temple. You may anguish continually, without
hope of death or relief, until the time of your descent into the Underworld
is nigh. Accept your fate as a servant of the Gods, know that there is no
other way, and exclaim your homage to me. Only then will I release you from
this horror."

Duo's resolve was weakening steadily. He wasn't sure how much more of this
he could take. With every ounce of his will, he resisted the urge to cry
out for the massive offense to stop. As the seconds ticked by, he tried to
the fullest extent to remain defiant, but Vleroth continued to make the
efforts more and more difficult, employing yet another level of torment to
the already torturous ordeal.

A mass of synthetics whirred above his head, preparing themselves for the
release of liquid. The streams converged to a generous amount of plain
water to splash on Duo's head, icy-cold and painful as it ran in thick
rivulets around the protruding needles, soaking him to the bone. The water
jerked Duo out of any reverie he tried to keep his mind focused on, and
ensured him that the reality of his precarious position would certainly
only worsen the longer he stalled. When a moment passed and the only sound
emanating from his lips was that of cries and whimpers, another cascade of
water engulfed him. Duo feared, as his vision began to blur and his body
felt as though it would fall apart, that any more torture and he would
surely go mad. If that happened, he would be a vegetable when and if anyone
ever found him. If the pain would stop, he could at least bide his time in
other ways until he could figure out a way to get free.

But who was he kidding? He was in an undiscovered temple at the heart of
the largest desert on the planet. Vleroth was correct - they had only just
crashed when he noticed that shining light, and was hydrated and of
sound mind - it had been a trap. A lure. The creatures and horrid devices
within were not anything conceivable, and no brand of torture such as this
was near anything he'd ever read about, or would dare imagine... he had no
choice. Whomever or whatever this entity was, he had to appeal to him if he
would have any hope at freedom. With any luck, the phase of the moon would
do nothing and then he'd know only a person could be behind this cruel
scheme.

When a third cascade showered down upon him, Duo knew he was at the end of
his rope. Against everything else in his mind, he opened his mouth to
cry out to Vleroth.

"Please! No more! I... I will obey you..."

The cock within his passage stopped moving. No more water came. Shivering
and gasping, Duo continued. "I will be a servant of the Gods. I will do as
you wish. Please...I can't take any more."

As sudden as they came to hurt his body, the synthetics withdrew from his
insides. One by one they removed the needles from his skin, as the voice
returned to echo in Duo's ears. "Very well, little one. You are learning.
Compliance will be the only way you are ever to avoid pain and misery.
Pleasure will be gained in giving yourself to your masters, enjoying the
tasks they lay out before you. Your body was created to please the Gods,
and you will aspire to become the perfect instrument of their every desire.
Falter, and you will be punished. Succeed, and you will gain reward. That
is now the point of your existence."

Once all needles were extracted, cocks pressed their tips against his body.
Too exhausted to fear another anal intrusion, Duo was still relieved when
he felt the synthetics absorbing the water and blood from his skin. They
soothed the punctures in a way he couldn't begin to explain, but still felt
healing and caused him to sigh in relief. Within minutes, there was no
longer any trace of pain, itch, or wetness on his body. Besides his sore
ass, it was as though the torture incident never happened. Duo shifted, as
the absence of hurt on the rest of his body suddenly magnified the pain
of his behind.

"Hehhehhehhehe...that, you will keep, little one. A lasting reminder of your
body's first task in accepting your destiny. Your plundered vessel is now
a sacred part of your being to the Gods, and no longer belongs to you. You
will open it freely to satisfy your masters, and learn to enjoy the feeling
you have now as but a lasting gift of their grace."

Duo slowly shut his eyes again. "Anything you wish."

Pleased with his change, the synthetics transferred Duo's body toward the
statue itself. It lowered him onto the lap of the giant demon effigy, where
he was left to sit on the stone, cradled in its still arms. As Duo shifted
to get as comfortable as he could, he startled to notice a synthetic
approach his mouth.

"Drink, little one. I know you are thirsty."

Duo began to whimper, tried to turn his head away, but Vleroth would have
no refusal. Forcefully, the synthetic quickly shoved itself into his mouth,
and when the first drops of cool water splashed onto his tongue, Duo
finally realized how much he really needed to drink, regardless of how that
hydration was delivered. His eyes half-lidded, he resigned himself to the
methods of his captor, sucking the liquid from the device provided. As he
lay against the stone, Vleroth spoke again.

"Drink deep. The water will sustain you until the time of deliverance comes.
At the moment the moon's light penetrates this chamber, my minion will
arrive from the passage linking your world to the next, its body a vehicle
for your transport to the Underworld."

Finished with his water, the synthetic pulled back and disappeared into its
spot in the wall. Alone with only the statue, Duo attempted to speak again,
voicing his innermost concern.

"I have to know... please tell me...what of my friends? They are my family.
They may be looking for me right now, worried about me! I miss them -"

"Mortal companions will forget you in time. And you will forget about them.
You have been told of your destiny and will consider nothing else, as you
now belong only to the Gods."

Duo could feel new tears sting his eyes, and found, against his better
judgment, that he was daring to press on.

"Please! You don't understand! They are all I have in my life...they'll end
up finding this place - I know they will! And they'll end up-"

"Silence." A synthetic approached Duo's body then, a needle protruding from
its tip. In an instant he feared another kind of punishment, but the device
was alone. When it dove into his upper arm and he began to feel weary, Duo
realized he was just drugged with some kind of substance. And right now, he
didn't want to nod off, he wanted to be angry. He wanted to know what would
happen to his friends, if they ever ended up finding this place of his
demise. He wanted to remain awake, to question Vleroth further. To see if
he could climb down, run away. But he was so tired... the voice could
be heard once more.

"I will offer you only this, Duo. Should your friends ever manage to find
themselves within this Temple, I will bestow to them the gift that is the
knowledge of your destiny, your existence in a place they can never venture.
Then they may live and die understanding of your fate - if I allow them to
continue living at all. Now sleep, little one. Silence and sleep..."

Barely managing to process the words spoken, let alone the thoughts he
would have liked to voice, Duo passed out against the body of the statue.

* * * * *

Hours later strange sensations awoke Duo. Opening his eyes, he was greeted
with the sight of the hose cocks, teasing his nipples and nether regions.
His own organ was standing rigid, swollen from the sleep-time ministrations
he was receiving. Still embarrassed at the idea of becoming aroused by the
devices, he attempted to cover himself with his hands when the voice
returned again to warn him. "Hehhehheh...it is already too late to convince
me of anything other than your need. You would be best served to accept
the pleasures I am offering to you in lieu of any punishment you will surely
receive should you deny me. Know that my intentions are for the sake of my
pleasure, and as a servant of the Gods, you must be compelled to satisfy
them. Enjoy the grace of my extensions' exploration, freely and without
restraint, for it is my wish, and order of you."

Duo was torn. He wanted out, and definitely did not want to suffer through
another bout of torture at the hands - or extensions - of this entity. And
his body was reacting strongly to the teasings...there was no way he could
hide or deny them now. Still, it did not stop his face from flushing
deeply at the idea of allowing himself to try to enjoy sex in his
predicament. But he had no other choice.

Closing his eyes, he raised his right leg against the torso of the statue
as the synthetics continued their teasings. One pressed itself against his
entrance, and thanks to the intrusions from earlier, slid within his
passage easily. It twisted and gyrated, pumping at a steady pace. Soon it
found the spot within his body that began to elicit sounds from Duo
involuntarily, and he turned his head away from the still glowing eyes of
the statue, ever shy of his enjoyment.

"Do not hide your reactions from me, little one. For your body enjoys the
ecstasy of being filled as a result of your purpose. Your body was
created as a vessel for the Gods' grace and pleasure, and you will indulge
in the feelings that overtake it readily and without reserve."

The pumping within his body increased slowly in speed. Synthetics rubbed
furiously against his shaft, circling his nipples, and massaging his balls.
Bucking his hips forward more than once, it wasn't long before Duo's
insides spasmed, his hand partially covering his face, palm out, in his
humiliation as he sprayed his seed in a sudden burst. Screaming aloud, he
couldn't deny the pleasure that washed over his body as he trembled
through the power of orgasm. Settling back into the stone arms of the
statue, Duo relaxed as the cock withdrew from his ass as others once again
absorbed the fluids from his mid-section.

Following the ordeal, Duo took the time to gather his bearings, resting
against the body of the statue until he felt himself drifting off to
sleep once more, weakened against the turbulent actions his body was
repeatedly subjected to. He wondered what time it was, whether or not Heero
had woken up quickly, used the radio to call for help. Were his friends
currently combing the area, searching for him as he lay deep below? Or
would they not know where to start? Giving up eventually and finally
forgetting all about him? And what of this 'full moon'? So many questions,
so much that worried him, that he was unsure of. But suddenly, Duo got all
the confirmation he would need, concerning the gravity of his current
position within the cursed temple.

It began as a low rumbling, soon rising in crescendo enough to rouse Duo
from his fitful sleep. For a moment, he glanced around wide-eyed, then
tried to shake himself of his sudden fright at the thought of punishment
for perhaps sleeping too long. None of the synthetics were in sight, and
Duo was just beginning to entertain the notion of a real earthquake when
all at once it dawned on him - a small beam of light was brightening
through a small hole above the head of the statue, which he never noticed
before now. Following the beam with his eyes, he found that it streamed
to the center of the room, shining down on the stone floor, centered
within the large cryptic symbol painted there.

The rumbling increased. Soon Duo found he had to clutch onto the statue
simply to keep from falling off. Looking up to the eyes of the effigy with
fearful desperation, he saw that they were still glowing, the smirking face
only serving as a twisted, frightful symbol of the otherworldly horror
that he now knew was on its way for him. It's voice boomed forward then,
as stones from the chamber floor began to give way, falling downward into
what seemed a glowing, fire-like pit beneath the ground.

"The time has come! With the full moon's light, the passageway to the
Underworld now beckons you, the servant of the Gods, to fulfill your
destiny away from this plane..."

Duo could not even comprehend the words spoken to him so easily, as his
main concern was to avoid that horrific pit at all costs. This was real! It
was really happening, all of it - No way was he going to go freely. He
would never let those things drag him into that dreaded abyss, no matter
what - they could torture him all they wanted, until he died. He would die
a hundred times to deny whatever lie below the satisfaction of taking his
body, his mind, his soul. When a loud unearthly moaning streamed from the
hole in the ground, Duo screamed in protest, turning to grip onto the
statue for dear life.

The rumbling continued, now rocking the foundations of the temple so
strongly Duo's grip on the stone effigy, however desperate, was sadly in
vain. Thrown from the statue's lap, Duo fell to the hard floor, rolling
aside as a great heat filled the room. Slowly managing to sit upright, Duo
could only watch in the greatest and most mind-numbing horror of his young
life as a giant, bulbous creature arose from the illuminated pit. It had
beady eyes the size of platters, its blackened skin wet and slimy from the
membrane separating his world from the next. Soon a large mouth could be
seen, wider across than that of the largest shark he'd ever known of.
Fortunately no teeth were visible, which frightened Duo nonetheless as the
monster opened its maw, revealing a huge, gaping cavern with insides that
pulsated and dripped.

Screaming aloud in pure terror, Duo clamped his eyes shut as giant tentacles
sprung from the mouth of the creature, latching onto his arms and legs,
wrapping around his ankles. Sticky like glue, Duo could not gain the upper
hand in shaking or kicking the offending appendages off of him. He twisted
to his side, grabbing onto the feet of the statue as the beastly tentacles
began to drag his body in. Tears streamed from his face and his voice
strained until he choked as Duo screamed, cried, and pleaded for his
release. When his feet were first to be sucked in by the throat of the
monster, Duo attempted to thrash voilently. He forced his eyes open so he
could see as he reached down to the tentacles stuck to his body. Gripping
one attached to his hip, his fear rose tenfold, if possible, as his hands
stuck fast to the appendage.

Thoroughly overtaken and with more of his body ingested by the horrid
creature, he had only the voice in his head as he cried his throat raw.
"Do not be afraid, little one. You will not feel pain within the body of
the beast. It will consume and protect you as you travel to the Underworld.
Resisting will only prolong the process. Relax and feel joyous, little one,
as the time of your servitude to the majestic Gods is now upon you!"

As Duo screamed one final time, it seemed his entire life was passing
across his vision as the last of his body, to the top of his head and ends
of his hair, was swallowed up by the hungry creature, which proceeded to
close its mouth around its prey, then sink again into the pit of the stone
temple floor. The painted stones which previously lay at the foot of the
effigy replaced themselves quickly, rising up from where they had fallen
to fit together perfectly like a puzzle, until the light from the membrane
of which the abominous horror arose was no more.

As silence overtook the chamber, the God Vleroth uttered one last, guttural
laugh as the sliding door to the room was raised once again, the glow from
its eyes dissapating for another thousand years.


TBC...
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