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Link stood before Queen Zelda and King Ganondorf, and he could feel a slight trembling in his body. He was caught stealing an apple from the market, and he had thought he was invincible because who cares about a stupid little apple? Well, apparently the Kingdom cared if he did which was why he was hauled by the back of his tunic into the throne room by some forceful guards.
Link was flanked by two guards who stood behind him on either side, and he clasped his hands in front of himself, looking at the blue and gold carpet below his feet. He could feel the gaze of the royals fall upon him as he stood shaking--it was unnerving.
“What seems to be the problem?” Queen Zelda questioned. One of the guards began to speak up, but the Queen quickly put her hand up to shush him. “I want him to say it,” she gestured at Link “Go ahead.”
Link felt his throat close up as he flickered his eyes between the King and Queen.
The King scoffed and put his hand up dramatically, “We are waiting, foolish boy.”
“I stole an apple, your majesties.” Link finally answered with resignation of his inevitable punishment. He figured at least a few weeks in the slammer would suffice, but one could never declare to know the minds of royals.
The Queen sat back in her throne, gripping the wood at either side while eyeing the young man in front of her. “Thievery is a high crime in Hyrule. Even if it is simply an apple. An apple can lead to more expensive things and suddenly you are slipping into the throes of criminality. You must be punished for this. What is your name, thief?”
Her words were like velvet slipping out of her mouth and into Link’s ears, and he couldn’t look her in the eyes. “Link, your majesty.”
“Come here, Link. Guards, you are free to leave.”
The guards left, and their armor clinked all the way out the door until complete silence reigned over the throne room. Zelda watched the boy as he struggled to find his courage. Link was shaking with anxiety as he walked in front of the intimidating royal. He kept his eyes downcast like a child waiting for his punishment, and although he was not a child he felt like one in this moment. He already felt punished by the embarrassment of the situation, and Link knew that he would think twice before stealing again. Unfortunately, Link would not be let off the hook so easily.
“Link. Lay over my lap.” The Queen’s voice rang out in a steady command.
Link stared at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“Do I speak in tongues, boy? Dear Ganon, please come and help the boy obey his Queen.”
Ganondorf stood and lumbered over to Link, and he shied away from the approaching man. Ganon grasped Link by his shoulder and pulled him to the left side of Zelda and leaned him over Zelda’s lap. Link was left to clutch at the skirt of her regal dress, and he felt so small and exposed in this position. Ganon put his fingertips into the waist of Link’s pants and before Link could realize and object to their removal, his rear was exposed to the air of the room and to the royals who manhandled him. Ganon came around to Link’s head and whispered directly into his ear, “She has a firm hand, thief. Brace yourself and repent.”
Link could hear the shifting of cloth behind him, and he held tightly to the fabric in his hands, closing his eyes tight. Zelda’s hand came down hard upon his ass, leaving a redness to bloom in its wake. Link yelped in pain and embarrassment washed over him like a wave turning his face red, and his face contorted as he felt the urge to cry at merely the first smack of many.
Zelda spanked him reverently and with much force, leaving little suspense to be desired. The next hits were dealt in succession, and the red left behind became deeper with every strike to his ass. Link’s body shifted forward with each slap, and he whined helplessly at the treatment. He had lost count of how many were inflicted upon him by the deliberate Queen, but the pain worsened with each strike and tears began to leak down his cheeks. Link wanted desperately to flee from the harsh hand, but he stayed as still as he could with the knowledge that he would not be able to flee this time. He felt completely powerless at her hands, and the involuntary shaking of his body became more prominent as he cried harder from the overwhelming situation. At this point, Link thought he would do anything for the pain and embarrassment to stop--the burden of his shame quickly became too much for him to bear. The shame sank down upon him hard, and the tears streamed hot down his cheeks.
“Please! I-I’ll never do it again, I swear!” He cried out weakly, “Please, please.”
Ganon knelt beside him and ran his hand over Link’s head, pulling out the ponytail he had his hair pulled into. Ganon ran his fingers through his blonde hair, and made comforting shushes to the young man. Link felt himself calm for a moment at the tender caresses but another strike rained down upon his reddened ass causing him to cry even harder than before.
The hits suddenly stopped and in their place was the soft touch of the Queen’s hand which sent small pricks of pain where she touched in what was most likely meant to be a soothing gesture. Link gasped for breath after the rough treatment and he let out a shaky breath, slowly calming himself down.
“Will you be a good boy from now on, Link?” Zelda questioned, voice steady and demeaning.
He nodded and flushed in shame which brought him another smack from the palm of her hand. The smack nudged him forward, and he yelped, scrambling for purchase at the fabric of her dress. “Sorry! I’ll be good, please, I’ll be a good boy, your majesties.”
Link was trembling as Ganon lifted him from Zelda’s lap, helping him stand on shaky legs. Link clutched his hands at his chest and looked at the royals, waiting for instruction like a good boy. He was scared of making any wrong moves, not wanting a repeat of the harsh spanking he had just endured, and he also wanted to be so good for them. He just wanted to be a good boy instead of a thief.
“You truly did a number on him, Zelda” Ganon said, mildly impressed.
The King sat on his throne and smiled at Link, putting him at ease and gathered him into his own lap while being careful of the man’s tender skin. Link’s pants were still around his ankles while he sat in the King’s lap, and he subtly covered himself with his delicate hands.
“You truly should be more gentle with these small types, they cannot handle your...fervor.”
Ganon smiled down at him, and Link felt his mind go hazy at the gentleness of it. He drank in the murmurs, the soothing touch of Ganon’s hands up and down his back. He let his head drop into the chest of the King, and held onto the cloth there with his hand, nuzzling himself into the space. Ganon’s hand drifted down between Link’s legs, and he stroked lovingly at his sensitive cock. Link jolted at the feeling, his needy cock hardening at the slightest touch, and Ganon’s hand engulfed him. Link whined, his limbs shaking, and he came hard under Ganon’s hand.
“Good little boy, Link.” Ganon smiled.
He was then grabbed by his hips and repositioned facing away from Ganon, his ass resting fully on the King’s bulge, Link dizzily acknowledged. He allowed his body to be manipulated, and his pants were taken off with him in a daze. Link felt something cold and wet between drizzle down onto his asshole, and fingers followed spreading the gel around. His hole was drenched in the substance after a few moments, and Ganon slid his finger into the tight space, fingering the smaller man. Link gasped at the entry and settled his weight down to take in more--Ganon laughed at the man’s eagerness and added another finger, scissoring them together. When Ganon was done preparing him, his hole was clenching around the emptiness where the fingers had just been.
Ganon took his cock out from his trousers and lined himself up with the sloppy hole. He grabbed Link by the hips, and brought him down in a snap bottoming out quickly. Link cried out as his red ass met Ganon’s thighs, and he whimpered at a fullness he had never felt before.
“Doing so good, baby. Such a good boy, don’t you think Zelda?”
Zelda stood up from her throne where she had been watching, bored. She walked over in front of the pair, and lifted Link’s chin for him to look at her. He looked into her eyes, and was intimidated by the way she regarded him. The way she took every inch of his face into consideration in that one moment. She suddenly latched her hands on Link’s hips, resting just above where Ganon was already gripping him. She pushed him all the way down onto Ganon’s cock, filling him up completely. Link went to grind his hips down onto it, but Zelda and Ganon held him steadfastly, forbidding him from pursuing the pleasure. He looked at Zelda with teary eyes, silently begging to be fucked.
“Hmm...he is a sweet little thing. Are you good, Link?”
Link nodded his head urgently and furrowed his eyebrows, eager to please.
“Okay, do you think you have been good enough to have more of the King’s cock, little Link?” Zelda spoke to him patronizingly.
“Please, please. I’ll be good, I’ll be so good for you, please. Please let me have it.” Link begged, tearing up at the stagnant fullness and the painful need of his erection.
“Link, be a good boy and tell us how badly you want to be fucked by your king? I bet you’ve fantasized about this haven’t you, dirty boy?” Zelda crooned.
Link took a small breath and averted his eyes shyly, he has never had someone talk to him in this way. This dirty, degrading way which embarrassed him beyond belief, but he felt himself get harder at her words. He hadn’t fantasized about the royals, but he had imagined being fucked by a bigger man--only, he never imagined it would be like this. Fingers snapped in front of his face and brought his eyes back to Zelda.
Ganon resounded behind him, tightening his hold on Link’s hips, “Answer your queen, Link.”
“Please, my Queen. I want to be…” Link’s words froze in his mouth, and he felt shame for his carnal desires.
“Yes? Spit it out.” Zelda demanded.
“I want to be fucked, please, please. It’s too much, please.” Link mumbled pathetically, his cheeks heating up with embarrassment. Zelda lifted a hand to touch his face, and she smiled at his debauched innocence.
“Well, if that’s what you want, Link.”
Her hands lifted off, and Ganon began fucking into him with abandon. It was overwhelming how quickly their movements had changed, and Link was allowing himself to be pounded by Ganon’s cock. Ganon was easily heaving him up and down, causing him to bounce in his lap, and Link almost drooled from the sensation.
“It’s too much, nngh” Link whimpered out, his hands grasping at the chair or Ganon’s hands.
‘But this is what you wanted, Link? Did you not want to get fucked on the King’s cock?”
“Yes, but..”
“But nothing. You will accept what we give you, Link.” Zelda snapped.
Link cowered at the tone of Zelda’s voice, and she reached down to grab Link’s small cock, pumping it rapidly. He seized up instantly, causing a groan from behind him. His breaths came quickly, and he suddenly came hard into Zelda’s hand.
“Hmm, Link, did you ask for permission to cum?”
“I’m sor--”
“No. Did you, or did you not?”
Link looked up at her with wide eyes, and her harsh words were like a slap in the face, “no…” he squeaked out. He was still bouncing on his King’s cock while she questioned him, and he could only concentrate on pleasing the royals. He felt tears leak out of his eyes at the idea of not pleasing them, of being bad. “I’m so sorry, so sorry, sorry, sorry. I didn’t mean to, I swear!” he was blubbering and frantic in his apologies.
The royals relished in his disobedience.
“Ganon, don’t stop. Let him understand what happens when he disobeys.”
Link’s hips were clutched in Ganon’s hands, and he was jostled along with them. Every movement was like fire to him, and his passions seemed to reignite despite the worry he felt at Zelda’s displeasure. Within moments, he was erect once again and at the mercy of the woman in front of him. He could feel his erection hitting his stomach with every intense thrust, and he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Zelda was attentive to his predicament.
“Link…do you have anything you want to ask me?”
He looked up at her, and her smoldering eyes watched as he flustered himself into finding the correct words. His rosy cheeks became rosier, and his state of embarrassment evolved to its final form.This was the most degrading moment of his life, yet his dick was enjoying every second of the treatment. The thought made his head spin, and he had to cum.
“Please! Your majesty, please let me cum.” Link begged, hard. “Please, please, please, please, please…”
The words of a young man who had been caught and wrangled, rattled and embarrassed to the point of no return. Zelda recognized that he had crossed that line and, remarkably, she took pity on him. She smiled softly and put her hand to his face, rubbing at his red cheeks.
“It’s ok, Link.” She said with a gentle tone and a pleased smirk. “Cum.”
Ganon’s cock pushed deep inside of him, and Link felt nothing but unadulterated pleasure coursing through him. His entire body was on fire as he clenched around Ganon, and he came with an exhausted whimper. Zelda looked on him, and she pulled him forward to lay his head on her chest, pressed between Ganon and herself.
“Poor lad needs a nap, Zelda. Isn’t that just adorable?” Ganon said amused by the young man still balanced on his cock, he reached to poke at his own cum which had slowly dripped its way out. .
“Well, Ganon, he shall sleep in our bed chamber tonight. Take the boy up, will you?”
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Link woke up the next day in the silkiest sheets he had ever felt, and he would never steal again under Zelda’s watchful eye.