Chapter 1: The Final Battle

When Ganondorf's black steed disappeared over the top of the hill, Link's hopes dropped. Every time his opponent got out of Link's sight, the distance between their two horses would double. It was just a frustrating as the supernatural boar fight a few minutes ago when Ganondorf would teleport from one side of the battle to another.

“You need to get closer,” admonished the princess behind him. The arrow tip however on the side of Link's vision dropped slightly as she didn't have an opponent to aim for. “Keep it steady, I don't have many of these.”

Link tensed and nodded. He spurred Epona to surge up the hill.

The bracelet on his left arm flashed in the sunlight. Most of the twenty crystal hearts were dull. Only four of them were still glowing. The dull ones reflected the countless burns, scrapes, and injuries. He could feel each one reporting along his senses, distracting him with sharp agonies.

The princess's thighs tightened and her body ground against his back. She felt nice and a small part of him was thinking about the cries of passion he had heard in his home village over the years; he had never been with a woman before and having the beautiful princess clutching him was distracting him. He tried to concentrate on the rider ahead of him but the softness of her body and her perfume made it difficult to do so.

His bay mount crested the top and Link's fears were confirmed, Ganondorf was hundreds of feet away and pulling away quickly. Epona sprinted down the far side of the hill, eating up the distance in a matter of seconds. She slowed down after a moment but he spurred her again and set her into a short sprint to get close enough.

As soon as they closed the distance, Zelda's arrow began to glow brightly. Her breast ground against his shoulder as she braced herself. The arrow's hum shook their bodies before she released it with a snap.

The magical arrow hissed loudly as it streaked the distance between the two opponents. The head struck the small of the Gerudo King's back and exploded into a shower of sparks.

The dark-skinned man grunted loudly and he staggered forward. His mount also stumbled but quickly regained its feet to race ahead. The powerful hooves kicked up large divots out of the grassy plains.

Dirt and grass peppered Link's face. He could taste it in the back of his throat along with the acrid smell of his opponent's mount. Shaking his head, he bore down again and spurred Epona faster.

As soon as he got without a hundred feet of Ganondorf, Zelda's arrow began to brighten again. “Good, hold it steady.” She was commanding and used to be in charge. When he steadied Epona, she made a soft grunt of approval and he smiled with an illicit thrill.

Ganondorf's steed twisted to the right, dodging out of the way.

Link overshot and Zelda's arrow faded before she could fire.

“Closer,” demanded the princess. “Don't let him get out of sight.”

She drew back her arrow and aimed it again for their opponent as Ganondorf sprinted toward another hill.

Link could feel that Epona didn't have the energy for another spring. He silently clenched his jaw and kept his mount chasing after Ganondorf. The steady drumming of his horse's hooves on the ground kept up with the beat of his heart, driving him forward.

Just as the dark-skinned man reached the top of the hill, Epona's body tensed. Sensing that she had energy for a spring, Link spurred her on and she sprinted forward. Link lifted himself up in the saddle so he could keep his eyes on Ganondorf, his body tensing when only his opponent's head as visible but then Epona crested and raced down.

Zelda's arrow screamed past his ear to explode against Ganondorf.

Ganondorf jerked forward, almost falling out of his saddle. Powerful thighs clamped down on his massive black charger, the clenching muscles visible even from a distance.

The black steed also staggered from the blow, sidestepping a few times before it regained it's balance.

“Damn him!” Zelda fired another arrow and then a second, neither of them very bright as they streaked across the ground to drive into Ganondorf's shoulder. She leaned into Link's back as she notched a third arrow. Her thighs lifted her body to give her clearance to fire for a third time.

All three streaks slammed into Ganondorf's back. He was already off-balanced and each successive strike of the arrow drove him further off the saddle.

His horse took another step as if to catch him but it was too late. It stumbled on a divot it had created previously. With a squeal, it lost its footing and plummeted to the ground.

Ganondorf's large body tumbled off the horse, the straps of his saddle snapping from his weight.

Both the horse and the dark-skinned warrior hit the ground with a powerful thud. The impact kicked up a cloud of dust, obscuring them from Link's sight.

Link pulled back on the reins.

Epona reared back and came to a shuddering halt, her flanks heaving with her rapid breaths. She snorted loudly and shook her head, spraying flecks of drool in all directions.

Ahead of them, the large cloud of dust continued to swirl around from Ganondorf's impact.

Link peered into the swirling dust. He dropped his hand down to the hilt of the Master Sword. His body protested, the aches and cuts from his earlier battles reported themselves along his slender body. He could still feel where Ganondorf had gored him when the red-haired warrior transformed into a supernatural boar that could disappear without warning. He shivered and steeled himself. Trembling, he grabbed the hilt of his sword and drew it out.

A hot wind blew past him, bringing the sharp taste of dust and smoke to his nose. It tugged at his green tunic, pulling up the bottom edge away from his bare thighs.

“Careful, you can't trust him.”

Link nodded. He drew the Master Sword and stepped forward. He considered quaffing his last healing potion, but he didn't know if he would need it for later. He had used up most his potions during the fight with possessed Zelda.

The dust finally settled to reveal Ganondorf standing up. The dark-skinned Gerudo straightened before throwing back his head and laughed. Sweat glistened off his forehead as he seemed unaffected by the arrows that had dislodged him.

Link's eyes glanced down. His opponent had a massive, two-handed weapon in one hand. The hilt and crossbars glowed red, like heated iron. Only the pitch-black scabbard obscured the blade of the weapon.

Ganondorf lowered his head and looked back. “An impressive-looking blade,” he said in a low, rumbling done. He gestured to Link's sword with his chin. “But nothing more.”

Link lifted his weapon into a parry position.

“Would you hear my desire?” Ganondorf yanked his weapon from the sheath. The red glowing weapon shone brightly as he swung it around. Casually, he tossed the scabbard aside.

“To take this foul blade… and use it to blot out the light forever!” The dark-skinned Gerudo's muscles flexed as he swung his weapon around. The weapon left a streak of red behind the blade.

Link tensed, wincing as his arms and legs protested yet another battle. He was exhausted and tired. He had fought against a mind-controlled princess and been gored by a boar. He had seen Midna destroyed by Ganondorf. All of that after spending weeks climbing, jumping, and fighting his way through endlessly brutal traps and puzzles.

The tip of the Master Sword dipped before he regained his composure.

Ganondorf stepped forward, the ground shaking with his footstep. His weapon left a swirl of glowing red behind it. A burning smell wafted after it as it scorched the grass underneath him.

Link glanced back. Zelda was still on Epona, her bow held at her side and a nervous look on her face. Her eyes slid away from the Gerudo to glance at Link. There was hope but also nervousness in the grip.

He understood. Zelda had been kidnapped by Ganondorf weeks ago, Link couldn't imagine what horrors had happened to the kingdom's royalty. However, he could see the haunted look in her eyes. The hint of Ganondorf's evil left Link cold and determined.

Turning back, Link found new strength. He braced himself toward the approaching warrior.

The wind blew around him, the hot caresses scraping against his raw cuts and wounds.

Ganondorf lifted up one hand and snapped his fingers. The crack of sound shot out, deafening in its suddenness.

The air punched against Link, shoving him forward. He gasped and spun around to see a wall of golden shimmering energy had interposed itself between him and Zelda.

Epona reared back in surprise.

Turning back, he saw Ganondorf was already attacking. Link barely got his sword up to parry the massive weapon. The impact drove him down to his knees, the sheer strength of the Gerudo was unexpected. It felt like the giant boar had slammed into him again but Link would have never expected a human man would have the same overwhelming power.

The two blades sparked as the two-handed sword scraped down the length of the Master Sword before jamming into the ground. The impact shook Link through his leather boots.

Ganondorf grunted as he tried to pull his weapon from the ground.

Link moved faster, spinning around to slash his sword into Ganondorf's side. It cut into the heavy armor. When Link pulled back, there was fresh blood on the weapon. He pull back and thrust again, jamming the sword into the chest armor with rapid strokes. The tip of the enchanted weapon easily pierced Ganondorf's armor.

He managed to get three more blows before his opponent finished freeing his weapon from the ground and parried the blow. He took two easily before he began to hammer his own attack against Link's blade.

Link easily parried the attacks, the anger of Zelda's abuse fueling him.

Then one of Ganondorf's blows felt strange. It was weaker than most.

Link knocked it aside and prepared to slash again.

Ganondorf's backhand caught him by surprise. The black metal gauntlet smashed inside the side of Link's face, crushing his note and cracking bone. The blow continued throw, ripping Link off the ground and throwing him into the air.

The Master Sword started to slip from his hand but Link managed to grip his hand tightly on it before he landed hard on the ground. Sharp edges of grasses and rough rocks tore at the back of his leggings. The fabric ripped, exposing his bare skin to the cruel ground. He continued to tumble back until his spine slammed into the golden wall.

Electricity and magic surged through his body. His tunic was scorched almost immediately. Blinded by agony, Link scrambled away from the wall, crawling on his hands and knees until he couldn't feel the tremors wracking his body. He gasped for breath, trying to clear his head. In the corner of his vision, he saw one of the heart crystals go dark leaving only three behind.

Heavy footsteps warned him only seconds before Ganondorf kicked him in the stomach. The impact of the steel-tipped boots to his ribs crushed his lungs, forcing the air out of his chest. With a weak groan, Link flew back back into the wall.

Once again, his world exploded into white-hot flames. Electricity tore through his body.

Smoking, Link slumped to the ground.

“Why are you doing this?” asked Ganondorf. He strode over to Link. Powerful hands grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him off the ground.

Link groaned and fought to clear his vision. The red-haired face of the warrior almost came into focus as Ganondorf peered at him. “Why is a cunt like you trying to save the kingdom?” His breath was hot against Link's face. “It's not like you could marry the princess.”

Even stunned, Link managed to keep his grip on his weapon. He got a tight grip and then brought it up in a fast attack. The tip of the blade cut a line through Ganondorf's armor from hip to neck.

Only a violent twist saved Ganondorf from having his throat cut. He brought his hand up and grabbed Link by the front of his tunic. With a deep, bellowing grunt, he swung Link around and threw him with incredible might.

Link flew across the battlefield. He hit the ground. This time, he managed to get his feet underneath. The force of his opponent's throw caused him to scrape along the ground for a few yards before he came to a stop.

Ganondorf laughed deeply. He rubbed his chest and swung his weapon around. “I'll have to admit, if I didn't already have the sexiest slut in the kingdom, you'd be a worthy challenger for her role.”

Reflexively, Link looked through the wall. Zelda was still on Epona, watching warily. Her bow shook in her hand and there was true fear in her eyes.

Spurred on, Link charge with the Master Sword high in the air. He brought it down in a powerful blow.

Ganondorf's sword flashed up, parrying it. The heavy weapon rang out against the more delicate Master Sword.

The two blades locked. The two warriors strained against each other, the two blades scraping back and forth as sparks cascaded down between them.

Ganondorf grunted and drove down, his powerful muscles surging as he drove Link toward the ground.

Link fought back, his more delicate body straining. Even on his toes, he wasn't even half the height of the dark-skinned warrior. He felt vulnerable but the memory of Zelda's terror drove him to keep fighting. Digging deep, he found a well of strength and shoved back with all his might.

Ganondorf's eyes widened with surprise.

Taking advantage of his opponent's surprise, Link attacked with a flurry of blows. His sword slashed into the armor, the magical blade slicing through the metal and digging into flesh. Blood splashed out.

The Gerudo recovered after half a dozen blows with a powerful swing of his own.

Link parried it, the impact driving him back a yard. His arms and legs ached and he wasn't sure how much longer he could fight. The image of Zelda rose up and he found to clear the weakness. Stumbling forward, he charged forward again to attack.

The two fighters traded blows: Link with his rapid attacks and Ganondorf with his slower but more powerful blows. The crash of swords rang out, echoing against the translucent walls of the battlefield.

It felt like forever but it was only a matter of moments before Link's second wind started to flag. Desperate to give himself a moment to breathe, Link swung his weapon and twisted as it struck Ganondorf's weapon to lock the two weapons together.

Panting, he stared into his opponent's yellow eyes. His arms shook. He only needed a few seconds to catch his breath, only a few moments to prepare to win.

Ganondorf grinned and leaned forward, his arm shaking with the effort to shove Link toward the ground. “Did you think that was going to work a second time, bitch?”

Link's eyes widened. He realized that Ganondorf was only holding the weapon with one hand.

The Gerudo's other fist caught Link in the stomach. Powerful knuckles crushed Link's internal organs before picking him off the ground.

Link flailed helplessly as he sailed back into the electrified wall. Pure-white agony burned across his vision before he slumped to the ground. Shuddering, he clawed at the ground trying to get back to his feet before Ganondorf kicked him again. After a second, he realized he had dropped his sword. Looking around frantically, he spotted it a few yards away, point stuck into the ground.

A flashing caught his attention. It was his bracelet. All but one of the hearts was dark and the final lit one was flashing in warning. He didn't need to know he was close to death, he could feel it through his smoking, shuddering body. The bracelet only made it more obvious.

It was quickly becoming apparent that the battle was turning against him. He was going to lose. He was going to fail to protect the princess. Shaking, he reached down for the last healing fairy potion.

Epona's whiny startled him before he could grab the glowing bottle.

Gasping, he looked up to see Zelda scrambling to grab the reins to Epona. Her bow swung to the side as she settled into place on his saddle. She caught the reins and looked up.

They caught each other's gaze.

“I'm sorry,” she mouthed as tears ran down her cheeks. She pulled Epona around and galloped away.

Link's heart fell as he watched his loyal horse and the princess of the realm flee. His fingers slipped from the bottle.

Ganondorf chuckled as he approached. “There goes your competition, cunt.”

He swung his sword over Link, the heat of the blade stinging Link's tortured skin. “If you were hoping to take her place, though, you're out of luck. I only have room for one bitch and I'd rather have the princess of the realm. I'll have to hunt her down and rape the shit out of her, but what else is new?”

Link tried to push himself up, but Ganondorf had straddled over him. Link's back thumped against the muscular inner thighs of his opponent. The looming presence of his opponent and the heat of his magical weapon beat against Link's back. Fear burned in his thoughts. With a cry of growing terror, Link clawed into the ground and pulled himself along the ground.

There was a flash and the ground shook. Link jerked back as he found himself staring at the red-hot weapon that was only an inch away from his nose. Gulping, he shuddered and looked up at the weapon. The heat of the weapon beat against his face. His throat tightened as he looked up to see Ganondorf releasing his grip on the weapon.

“No, don't go anywhere.” Ganondorf chuckled.

The sensation of looming grew as the dark-skinned warrior shifted. Link caught only a hint of movement before Ganondorf's knee drove into the ground to Link's right. The impact shook the ground and the dirt buckled underneath the trapped warrior.

“No, turn over, you fucking cunt. I want to see your face.”

Link shook his head violently. He had to keep fighting but he needed to get clear to do that. His eyes widened as he looked around. He was trapped in two directions. Digging his nails into the ground, he crawled away from Ganondorf's knee.

He only made it a few painful inches before the Gerudo's other knee drove into the ground on the opposite side of Link, trapping him between flesh and blade. The ground sagged from the warrior's weight.

Link felt helpless as he slid into the thick, muscular limb. He tried to crawl around it, his fingernails cracking from the effort. His feet skittered helplessly on the ground; he wish he had his iron boots for traction.

Ganondorf leaned over him. Planting one hand right above Link's shoulder, he bent over until his hot breath washed over Link's neck. “I don't like it when bitches don't listen.”

He grabbed Link by the shoulder. “When I tell a cunt to roll over—”

Ganondorf yanked Link over, flipping him and then slamming his shoulder into the hard-packed ground.

Link's leg kicked out, striking the hard thighs of his opponent. It felt like striking solid rock. Link winced at the pain and tried to kick again, aiming his foot toward Ganondorf's crotch. It landed true but it was like hitting solid rock once again. The bones in his feet ground together, sending a sharp wave of agony coursing up Link's limb.

A snort. “You think that could stop me? Your pathetic kick isn't much more than a hand job from a bitch like you.” Ganondorf leaned forward until his face was only inches away from Link's. His breath smelled of wine and musk. It was hot against his face. “Is that what you want? To get your hands wrapped around my short sword? I doubt you could even wrap those delicate little fingers around it.”

Eyes wide, Link shook his head violently. He found the princess attractive, but he had no allure toward men. The idea of seeing Ganondorf's manhood sent a deep, primal terror boiling inside him. He renewed his attempts to flee, flailing out in all directions as he tried to find some escape from the looming victor.

Ganondorf glanced up and then back down. His red beard rustled in the wind that blew past both of them. He sighed and shook his head. “But I don't have time for fun, do I? I have a princess to rape and you'll just be a liability. To many wombs threatens my rule.”

When he reached down for Link's throat, Link panicked. He tried to dodge out of the way but it was almost impossible to avoid anything so large. The thick, powerful fingers caught Link's delicate neck and wrapped around it. His hand was so thick that it forced Link's head back as the pressure built.

“Nothing personal, cunt, I don't have time to handle two of you right now.”

Link's throat started to collapse. He couldn't get air into his lungs. He tried to pry the fingers away from his neck but Ganondorf was too strong. He could see a quarter of his flashing heart darken, then half of it grew dark.

He was dying.

The Gerudo grinned widely. “Don't worry. This won't take much longer.”

Tears burned in Link's eyes. It wasn't suppose to end this way. He was going to save Zelda. He was going to defeat Ganondorf, not be asphyxiated by his opponent. It didn't seem fair.

Ganondorf's grip loosened and a little wisp of air flooded into his lungs. He frowned as he peered closer. Slowly, he turned Link's head from one side to the other. “What the…?”

Link's eyes were blurred with his unwitting tears. He opened his mouth but no words came out, they never did.

“You look like a pretty little bitch, but….”

Ganondorf raised himself. Releasing Link's shoulder, he reached down between their two bodies. His massive fingers dug into Link's crotch, the blunt tips crushing Link's cock and balls against his body as the dark-skinned man felt around.

Link's cheeks burned. His penis was smaller than the Gerudo's fingers. Even when the Gerudo crushed his balls into his crotch, Link could tell that his opponent couldn't feel them through the fabric of his tunic. It was humiliating.

Ganondorf's hand tightened around Link's neck again. However, even as he bore down until Link's spine strained under the pressure, there was still a frown on his face.

Black spots swam across Link's vision. He kicked and writhed, trying to escaping the grip around his throat but his opponent was too strong. With blood pounding in his ears, he felt himself growing weaker as his lungs burned with the desperate need for air.

Unwittingly, he was painfully aware that his small cock was growing as the world grew darker. He didn't want it to—he prayed to the Sages that it wouldn't—but every second of being unable to breathe was causing it grow harder.

Ganondorf's fingers were still digging into his crotch, grinding and crushing everything as he was seeking out something. “Where's your fucking hole?”

Then one thick finger ran along the tiny length of Link's erection. Ganondorf froze, the frown furrowing his brow. He stroked again, driving the thick finger against the tiny, narrow length of Link's hardness. The touch was not pleasant as he crushed Link's cock against his pubis.

Link try to whimper in pain but no noise escaped his gaping mouth. His lungs screamed out in agony and he could barely see through the pain of having his cock and balls crushed and abused; the combined suffering was far more than the combination of his other battle wounds.

Ganondorf's frown faded for a moment and then he grinned. “You aren't a fucking cunt, are you?”

He relaxed his grip around Link's neck. His other hand continued to maul Link's manhood, rolling the suffocation-hardened shaft between two thick fingers. “Though, this feels pretty small for someone trying to be a hero of the realm.”

Link drew in the first breath of air with a sob. He gasped and tried to move away but Ganondorf's knees and cruel hand kept him pinned.

“This doesn't feel like a cock of a hero. Were you hoping to….” His smile grew wider. “That's it, isn't it? You were hoping the princess would see past your little twig if you saved the world?”

Link shook his head.

Ganondorf pulled both hands away and shifted back until he was sitting on the backs of his heels and also on Link's knees.

The pressure of the heavier man was painful but less than having Link's balls mauled. He was also just as helplessly trapped, unable to move his legs out from underneath his opponent's body.

“Let's see what we have here.”

Link froze, the terror bubbling up past his aching throat. He let out a long whine of fear as he stared down.

Ganondorf reached down and flipped up the front of Link's tunic. His thick fingers ran over the pinned leggings as he worked Link's humiliating small cock away from his body. Rolling it between two fingers, he looked up and grinned. “I almost missed this, didn't I?”

Link shook his head.

The Gerudo didn't seem to care as he grabbed the fabric and yanked it down. The waistband caught on the tip of Link's cock, tilting it up before it popped free. It smacked against Link's hairless pubis with a soft sound.

Ganondorf looked down and grinned. The grin turned into a laughter, the same booming guffaw that echoed across the fields at the beginning of their battle.

A blush burned on Link's cheeks. He felt weak and helpless as Ganondorf rubbed his thumb up and down his cock, exploring the depressingly small length. It would almost be pleasurable if Ganondorf wasn't crushing the length between his fingers and the thumb, he was almost pumping it as if he wanted to see it fully hard.

Ganondorf released the shaft and moved his attention down to Link's testicles. He caught one between his fingers and rolling it around. The small, egg-shaped nut burned between the powerful grip. It felt like Ganondorf could crush one into paste by squeezing his hand.

Aware of how vulnerable he was, Link stopped trying to escape and stared down in overwhelming fear. His inner muscles clenched, trying to pull his balls tight to his body but Ganondorf just pulled them away to keep mauling them.

“Tiny little balls too. Not really good for knocking up a princess, I'd think.” Ganondorf sounded amused but his deep, rough voice still shook Link. “You'd probably be better if I just ripped them off.”

Gasping, Link held out his hand to stop him but Ganondorf batted his grasping fingers away.

Then, he slapped Link's face hard.

Stars exploded across his vision.

Ganondorf yanked on Link's balls, pulling them until they screamed out in agony, and then slapped him again. The large hand was larger than Link's head as he was knocked to one side and then the other.

When he stopped, Link was too dazed to do anything but to look at his hand slump on the ground. There was only a quarter heart left on it, the flashing warning almost as fast as his tortured heart beat.

Ganondorf grabbed both of Link's balls and pulled them out as he squeezed them.

Link sobbed in pain. He started to reach down but when Ganondorf lifted his other hand, he stopped and slumped back. Tears ran down his cheeks as he saw his helpless tortured balls caught in the dark fingers.

“The princess isn't going to feel these little things. Or your dagger dick. I doubt you could even fuck her ear and get any friction, not after I've fucking every hole in her body.” Ganondorf chuckled and rolled Link's balls in his fingers. “Do you want to see a real cock? The one that can give that cunt real pleasure?”

Link shook his head, his entire body tensing.

Ganondorf grinned and then started to work on his own buckles. He worked slowly as he kept his fingers wrapped around Link's testicles. The sound of the leather slipped against metal brought fresh fears.

Tears streaming down his face, Link looked away. Even blinded, he could feel Ganondorf's movement as the large Gerudo dug into his own armor and trousers to fish out his length. The passing seconds choked Link as he gave a weak attempt to pull his legs free.

“If you try to run, boy, I'll put you into the ground,” growled Ganondorf. He grunted as he shifted.

Link tensed and closed his eyes tightly, dying would have been far preferable than what was happening. He tensed his legs but couldn't move. Shuddering, he tried not to think about his cock still sticking up, it wasn't going down.

Something heavy slammed into his stomach. It felt like Ganondorf had just punched him in the stomach and balls.

He gasped and looked down.

When he saw a black log pressed against his belly, he was monetarily confused by the heat seeping through his skin. Why would a stick…. His eyes followed the pitch black length to the far end to a thick patch of red hair that matched the color on top of Ganondorf's head. Link froze as he realized what was pressed against him, weighing him down from his pelvis clear up to the bottom of his ribs. His eyes widened as he brought his gaze back to the closest point of utter darkness on his bare belly.

Ganondorf's cock twitched. The thick veins swelled as it thumped again against Link's pale, white belly. The ridge along the head flared, swelling until it was as thick as Link's fist. The large opening at the tip of the shaft oozed a thick droplet of clear liquid.

“Hold on,” Ganondorf said with a cruel grin. He fished into his armor again. His cock dragged back and forth, smearing clear juices across Link's chest. A musky smell rose up, it had a hint of burnt musk surrounding it.

With a grunt, Link's opponent fished out one massive testicle. Seeing it, Like gasped with surprise and fear. It was as large as a melon. Ganondorf dropped it against Link's thigh before grabbing his other. The heavy ball weighted almost as much as Link's shield as the hot, hairy nut rolled against his own delicate, hairless ones.

Link let out a whine as Ganondorf finished yanking his other one out. He dropped it heavily on Link's thigh with a grunt.

“Now, this is a fucking great sword,” he said proudly.

More precum oozed out of the thick shaft, dripping onto Link's chest. A thick strand of clear liquid stretched between them as it pooled. He shivered as the searing hot liquid spread dripping trails across his body as it streamed down both sides.

Ganondorf chuckled and reached down. He wrapped his large, thick fingers around his cock. He started to pull it off, but then slid his hand down.

When the thick digits rolled over Link's cock, Link jumped. There was little friction, Ganondorf's fingers were slick with precum. His own narrow shaft was trapped against the heated pole of the Gerudo's immense rod. Pressed tight, he couldn't help but feel the heat rolled off Ganondorf's shaft.

Ganondorf tilted both of their shafts up, measuring Link's pathetic length against the massive pitch rod. Link was only a third of Ganondorf, his four inches looked insignificant compared to the Gerudo's twelve inch monstrosity. It also easily dwarfed Link, the hardness was so thick Link didn't think he could wrap his fingers around it.

Link reached down.

Ganondorf held up his other hand.

Broken, Link slumped back.

“Good boy.” Ganondorf pump both of their cocks, grinding Link's shaft against his own heated shaft. Precum oozed down the large shaft, soaking into Ganondorf's fingers and Link's cock. Soon, Link's shaft was trapped in the heated, slick depths of the finger as he was pumped faster.

It was the first time anyone had touched Link that way. To his horror, he was still hard as he felt the pleasure rolling along his body. It felt better than he could imagine, he only wished it was Zelda's fingers wrapped around his hardness instead of his opponent. Despite that, his entire length tingled hotly and he felt his own juices added to the slickness of Ganondorf's pumping fingers.

“There you go, little fuck.” Ganondorf's voice with a low rumble as he pumped faster. “Get all juiced up like the bitch you are.”

Link shook his head. He couldn't be getting excited about submitting.

Ganondorf pumped faster, driving his large thick fingers against Link's base before sliding up to the tip. He squeezed down on the tiny, arrow-like head before pumping down. His downward stroke crushed Link's balls in a flash of pain before sliding up with surprisingly pleasure.

He started to rock his cock up and down Link's, dragging the heated mass back and forth. Each stroke crushed Link's balls and made the contrast of pleasure and discomfort even more. It also soaked both of their testicles and Link's inner thighs with their combined fluids.

Link couldn't help but lifted his hips into the pleasure, writhing in the tight confines of Ganondorf's thighs.

“Yeah, you are getting into this. I figured a so-called hero of the land would be a submitting little cunt.”

Shaking his head again, Link knew it was a lie. He was enjoying it, more than he wanted to admit. His entire length was hot and tingling, his balls tightening as the illicit pleasure grew more and more intense. His mouth opened with surprise, he wanted to cry out but no noise came from his throat.

Ganondorf grinned widely as he pumped and ground down, his precum soaked fingers crushing Link's shaft, but the tight pressure only added to the pressure.

With a shudder, Link came. Cum shot spurted into Ganondorf's black fingers, squelching out between his digits. It was shockingly white as Link sobbed in humiliation. Thick dribbles poured down as Ganondorf continued to pump, squeezing every ounce of hot cum from Link's shaft and smearing it along his own cock and Link's belly.

After a few more pumps, Ganondorf opened his fingers to reveal Link's cum dripping inside his fingers. “That's it?” he said with cruel amusement.

Link turned away, humiliation burning on his cheeks.

“Look back, boy.”

Link didn't. He couldn't take anymore.

Ganondorf's hand caught his. It was sticky and still hot with Link's seed. Smearing it across his chin, the powerful Gerudo forced Link to look back. Leaning forward, crushing Link's cock and balls with his own, he stared directly into Link's eyes. “Do not disobey me, you little fucking cunt.”

He smeared cum across Link's lips. The salty taste was tinged with Ganondorf's own musk.

Link gagged. He shook and tried to push Ganondorf away.

The black man frowned. He grabbed Link's face, smearing cum across it and slammed him down. A low growl shook his head. “I said listen!”

The impact against the back of Link's skull sent stars swimming across his vision. Gasping, Link fumbled for his healing position. He couldn't take much more. He needed to recover enough to escape his humiliating defeat.

Suddenly, Ganondorf released his face. Thick streamers of cum dripped off Link's face as he battled Link's hand away and grabbed the bottle. “Fairy juice? Is this how you are healing yourself?”

Link tried to reach up to wipe the sticking cum from his face.

Ganondorf knocked his hand away. He turned and looked down at Link's spent cock resting limply against the hard, still throbbing black shaft. Then he looked back to Link's face, and then down to the shaft again.

When he smiled, Link cringed.

“You are so fucking pretty,” he said. His voice was low and lustful and utterly terrifying. He ran his fingers along the side of Link's face, then trailed down along the elfin boy's hairless chest down to his limp cock. “Until I get the princess back, you can take her place.”

Link stared in shock. His balls clenched tightly, pulling tight to his body, but his cock twitched.

Ganondorf used his finger to push aside his thick shaft and lift up Link's spent one. “This won't do though, a pathetic little thing like this won't get me off.” His smile took on a dark cast, the heat of his body rising and beating against Link's senses. "But if you are taking the princess' place, I think you can take me like a fucking cunt. I broke her, I can break you too."

As to empathize his point, he shoved his fingers down between their bodies, past Link's balls, to press one cum-soaked fingertip against Link's tightly clenched asshole. He shoved against it, but the opening was too small for the thick digit, no matter how slick it was.

Link panicked. Thrashing, he tried to pull free while grabbing for his healing potion. He needed to escape, he couldn't handle being raped by Ganondorf.

Ganondorf grinned and ground his finger against Link's sphincter, twisting and shoving deeper. His palm crushed Link's dripping cock and balls, grinding it against the bone as he brutally ground down.

With his other hand, the Gerudo casually batted Link's hand away from the healing potion and grabbed it himself. Link's belt snapped off as Ganondorf shook the potion out of the belt.

Both he and Link grabbed for the bottle.

The victor was hampered by his other hand still thrusting against Link's asshole.

Link managed to grab the potion. With a smile, he popped off the top.

Ganondorf's slap caught him across the face.

Stars burst across Link's vision.

The Gerudo slapped him again and again, each blow faster and harder. The impact burned on both side of Link's face as he was brutalized.

Blood pounded in his ears.

The world grew darker, each slap sending him closer to oblivion.

His breaths grew ragged.

His heart skipped a beat and then another.

He felt his mind crumbling.

Then…

Sweetness.

The sparkling taste of fairy potion dribbled down his throat, easing his injuries as it spread through his limbs.

He started to smile but there was something in his throat. He could feel it, two thick fingers jamming into the back and gagging him.

Link recovered with a silent scream, his eyes wide. Reflexively, he looked at his bracelet where one full heart remained.

“Can't have you dying yet,” Ganondorf said as he slipped his two fingers from Link's mouth. A few droplets of the sparkling potion glistened on his digits. He turned and set the rest of the bottle to the side. “We'll need that later,” he finished in a low voice.

Ganondorf sighed and looked at Link. “Death isn't an escape. The princess tried that too.”

Link shuddered, his thoughts chaotic and unfocused as the last of the healing seeped through his veins.

“She tried to choke herself to death on my cock. Also jumped from the castle walls when some wolf was running around. I wouldn't let her.” He smiled and loomed over Link. “No, you will die when I let you die. Tonight isn't it.”

He sat back and lifted his leg.

Link never realized freedom was so precious. He tried to pry his leg out. To his surprise, Ganondorf didn't stop him as he managed to plant one foot against the ground, his boots digging into the dirt. He took a deep breath and levered his hips up, trying not to thick about the heavy black cock that tilted up or the heavy balls that sank between his thighs and up against his aching asshole.

Ganondorf did nothing but smile.

Link gulped and strained with all his might.

Finally, the black-skinned man grabbed Link's shin. Powerful fingers wrapped around it as he pulled it off the ground.

Confused, Link tried to fight him but he was too weak. He stared in shock as Ganondorf unfolded his leg and stretched it up. Then, the Gerudo sank back down, pinning Link's other leg tight to the ground and nestling his massive cock in the junction between Link's legs.

One leg held in the air, Link was forced to twist slightly to the side. His thigh and shin screamed out in agony. He could feel his buttocks parting, spreading open to expose his tight, virgin ass to the hot air surrounding them.

Realizing that he was trapped, Link clawed at the ground and sobbed. He tried to crawl away, to escape.

Ganondorf chuckled and drew his hips back. The massive rod of his cock slid along Link's cum-slicked shaft. The head thumped against tiny balls, the weight driving into them, before it slid down into the cleft of Link's ass cheeks. The heavy helmet, slick with precum, nestled against Link's sphincter before Ganondorf shoved forward, lodging it into place.

Link screamed out clawing more frantically. His fingernails cracked on the ground. The world grew blurred with his tears as he strained every muscle trying to escape.

He couldn't. He was helpless as the terrible pressure built against his sphincter, forcing the ring into his body from the sheer strength that was being applied to it.

“She screamed the first time too,” Ganondorf said with a rumble. “I almost came just hearing her ripping into the sheets, her entire body jerking just like yours. I never thought I'd get another chance, but here you are, a cunt about to be ruined.”

Link wanted to scream it wouldn't fit, there was no way his tiny body to take the immense black rod. It didn't matter how slick or hot it was, there was no way he could do it without his insides torn open and bleeding to death.

The pressure continued to build. He could feel his sphincter tearing open, the tiny opening stretching wider around the slick helmet of the Gerudo cock. He tried to bore down on it, to stop it, but that only brought sharp pains.

Ganondorf grunted as he continued his merciless increase in pressure. His fingers dug into Link's upturned thigh, the thick digits grabbing onto bone and crushing muscles in an effort to keep Link's body still.

Link screamed out, his fingers bloody from digging into the ground. He tried again and again to escape but he couldn't. There was too much pressure, too much pain.

Despite all of his agonies, his cock was harder than it had ever been before. He didn't know why or how, or want to know why, but it felt like an orgasm was building but there was too much pressure for it to release. It bobbed with every frantic scream.

The rounded helmet continued to drive into him, forcing skin to split and the tight muscles of Link's sphincter to stretch and strain. The thickness was too much, it would never fit, not without killing him.

“Push out,” grunted Ganondorf.

Link could barely hear the order through the pounding in his ears. He didn't want to obey. Instead, he tightened his muscles more than he had ever done before.

The sharp pain increased, increasing as he felt the muscles of his most private of gates tearing from the sheer force being applied against him.

Tears rolling down his cheeks, he held on as long as he could. Then, with a shuddering gasp, his leg muscles relaxed. Unable to think clearly, he tried to push out.

The massive cock sank into his asshole, ripping it open in an explosion of white hot pain as the tiny ring ruined. The cum-soaked head shoved up into him, barreling past whatever resistance he had.

Link screamed out again, his inner organs tearing around the massive girth.

“Fucking—” Ganondorf shoved forward, ramming his massive cock head into the now bloody hole.

“Bitch—” He leaned his body into it, driving all of his strength and weight into destroying Link's ass. The head continued to rip into Link, stretching his insides until his cock angled up from the pressure behind it.

Link's strength fled. His bloody fingers stopped digging into the ground as his entire world was focused on the immense cock head that was still forcing into him. The girth continued to build, prying him further apart as the sharp taste of blood caught in the back of Link's throat.

Then, with a sickening surge, the head speared deep into Link's sphincter. The ruined opening, clamped down behind it, sealing it inside as he tried to comprehend the immensity of the pole that had destroyed his asshole.

“Finally!” Ganondorf growled. He pulled back only an inch, Link's tight ring refusing to let the immense head from escaping. Digging his fingers into Link's thigh and his hip, he drove forward again. His cock speared deeper into Link's body, finding new places to set on fire as the thick intruder drove deep into his rectum.

Link sobbed in agony, his body shuddering. He could see his stomach swelling as the cock drove deeper.

Ganondorf pulled out an inch and forced it in. His face was tense, the muscles tight along his jaw, as he plunged deeper and deeper. Each thrust brought fresh agonies as the pole drove deep into Link's guts.

With each stroke, blood and cum made it easier. Ganondorf's grunts grew softer as he hammered his cock into Link. His muscles tensed with every thrust, drive first a third and then half of his pitch-blade shaft into the bloody, ruined opening.

“So fucking hot,” he hissed as he leaned into his thrusts. His hips hammered his cock deeper. The cock head punched against Link's insides, shoving organs aside with every thrust until Ganondorf found a brutal rhythm to rape Link's ass.

Link's belly swelled with every thrust. He could see the outline of the black cock pressing out from his insides, the shape clear as it hammered against his diaphragm with fast, brutal blows.

To his continual humiliation, his cock was still achingly hard. He could feel the muscles trying to push him to an orgasm, but the rolling pressure of the cock head deep inside him made it impossible. The pleasure only built, filling him with shame as the agony began to dissipate leaving behind only a submissive pleasure.

“Almost—” Ganondorf's thrusting accelerated as did his power. He slammed hard into Link, ripping further into his body.

“Got it—” The red hairs, matted with cum and blood, tickled against Link's inner thighs. The hot stickiness was only a major intrusion compared to the horrid agonies of being utterly destroyed by the immense black cock.

“In!” Ganondorf's body tensed. With a deep, guttural howl, he slammed his cock powerfully into Link, driving the entire twelve inches deep into Link's shaking body. His balls, wet with cum and blood, slammed against Link's body as the base of his shaft punched up against the ruined sphincter.

Link's vision blurred. He sobbed as he felt his insides shredding around the immense, steel-hard cock.

“Hurts, doesn't it?” Ganondorf panted with a cruel smile on his face.

Link couldn't look up. He nodded and pounded the ground, his body shuddering violently around the shaft that had ruined him. He couldn't figure out he could ever survive that. He only wanted death to finally take him.

Ganondorf leaned forward, forcing his shaft deeper into Link's body. “Look at me, cunt.”

Link wanted to resist but the last quarter of the flashing heart told him he was once again on the precipice of death. Ganondorf's brutal rape had almost killed him. Shuddering, he turned his head and looked up into Ganondorf's looming face.

“I haven't said you can die yet.”

Link frowned, he didn't know how Ganondorf could stop his internal bleeding. He only wished he could end it faster, he couldn't take more agony of Ganondorf wanted to end it brutally.

Ganondorf grabbed Link's face with his sticky fingers. The smell of cum flooded Link as he tilted Link's head to look straight up. With his other hand, he shoved something against Link's mouth. It was hard and clinked against his teeth before Ganondorf shoved it open into his mouth.

Fairy potion poured into his throat.

Unwittingly, Link gulped deeply.

Like countless times before, the healing energy spread through his body. However, he had never had an immense cock embedded deep in his organs. The healing energies gathered around the intruder. He felt his insides knitting together. Pressure built as his insides and the magic tried to force Ganondorf out, but his cock remained firmly in place.

Healing had never hurt before as his insides repaired themselves around the thick cock. He could feel his shredded sphincter pulling together, stretching tight around the massive girth. It felt like it was going to rip again but just as the pain grew into white-hot agony, it stopped.

As the healing energies faded, a strange feeling of being filled struck Link. It didn't hurt to have Ganondorf's cock buried inside him. It felt almost good. Blinking at the tears, he looked in confusion as his rapist.

Ganondorf grinned. “You aren't going to die.”

He gripped Link tightly, this time with both hands on each side of Link's face. It was almost a tender gesture as the Gerudo looked directly into Link's eyes. Muscles bunched and then he pulled his cock from Link's tight, clenching body.

As the black shaft slid out, Link let out a low moan. He could feel every ridge and vein as his tightly strength sphincter clung to it. The massive head pulled along with it, a fist-size bulge that swelled Link's body as it pulled out.

There was no longer agony left. It felt good, humiliating good. Link's cock jumped as the thick member pulled out until only the thick head was lodged inside his body.

“Feels good now, doesn't it?”

Link nodded, his cheeks burning.

“Thank the Sages for those fucking fairies.” Ganondorf shoved his cock back in. It slid smoothly into Link, filling him completely. His hands held Link still, forcing him to stare into his abuser's eyes.

The pleasure and discomfort swirled around inside the delicate young man and he sobbed with more humiliation as an orgasm started to build inside him.

Ganondorf stroked faster, pumping his cock into Link's hot body. His shaft grew hotter and harder, nestling into Link's depths.

“Going to come like a little fucking cunt?”

Link hesitated. His orgasm was building up. His cock was surging again.

“Come for me,” ordered the dark-skinned rapist. Ganondorf pumped faster and harder, easily driving into Link with brutal strokes that sent bursts of pleasure coursing through the elfin young man.

Sobbing, Link couldn't do anything but take the shaft. His body trembled as he fought against the pleasure but it was too late. His cock swelled and then spurted, hot jets of cum splattering on both of their chests.

Ganondorf grinned. “That's a good little cunt. You'll like being my bitch until I catch the princess again. I'm going to teach you like I taught her. You'll take my cock in both of your holes, a fucking little slut for the true ruler of this kingdom.”

Link's eyes blurred as he realized that his loss would be far more humiliating than anything he could image. His cock continued to pump jets of cum, driving by the thickness that impaled him with deep, wet strokes.

This time, as Ganondorf's hips pumped faster, Link couldn't help but push back.

Ganondorf smiled and drove faster, pounding his cock into Link's ass with long, wet strokes. After a few seconds, his shaft grew thicker as his grunting grew louder. He held Link tightly as he pounded hard and fast.

Then with a deep grunt, he rammed his cock deep into Link's ass. It exploded inside Link, flooding him with searing hot cum. Link could feel it painting the insides of his intestines. Pressure built up as more cum poured into him, filling him with wet jets of pleasure and humiliation.

“So fucking tight,” grunted Ganondorf.

Link shuddered as a wave of pleasure coursed over him. He reached up, his hands shaking, to press against the armored chest of his rapist.

Ganondorf tensed and gave a short, brutal thrust.

Instead of pushing Ganondorf away, Link just held himself against his rapist's chest and pushed down, grinding his ass along the thick member to squeeze the last of the cum out.

The Gerudo held the throbbing shaft inside him.

Neither said anything as they stared into each other's eyes.

Then, as the thick shaft stopped pulsating, Ganondorf nodded. “Good, bitch.”

He pulled his cock out. The swollen head caught on the tight ring of Link's asshole, but Ganondorf tugged it out until it popped out with a spurt of cum.

Link felt strangely empty with the cock no longer invading his ass. There was still pressure inside him, liquid and hot. Before he could concentrate on it, Ganondorf's cum began to pour out of his gaping asshole. Gallons of it spewed out, coating the ground and his thighs with hot, sticking fluids.

Ganondorf finally lifted his body off Link's legs. He got to his feet and staggered back. His cock hung between his legs, a black snake that dripped with the last few droplets of cum. “Fuck!” he bellowed as he lifted his head.

Link pushed himself up on his knees. Cum still poured out of his ass, sheeting down his bare thighs to pool on the ground underneath him. It felt good and he hated the pleasure he got.

Ganondorf snapped his fingers and the translucent walls around them faded. “Come on, cunt, time to head back to the castle.”

Link looked around. The princess and Epona were long gone. He had nothing other than the Master Sword on the ground. He looked at it longingly, wondering if he still had the strength to fight again.

He didn't. He couldn't take the slapping or the rape. He couldn't find the strength to grab his weapon and defeat the cruel monster who had abused him. Head low, he shook his head and turned his back on the weapon.

Ganondorf watched him and then nodded. “Come on. You'll need some rest after that. We have a long night ahead of us and I'm sure you'd need something to keep up your strength.” The black-skinned Gerudo cupped his massive cock before stuffing it into his armor.

When he started to stride toward the smoking castle of the kingdom, Link followed meekly behind.