The South Road was one of the busiest places in Hyrule Castle Town. Hundreds of people wandered around, going from store to shop while others hawked their wares at stalls.
Link felt sick as he trailed behind Ganondorf as the dark-skinned warrior strode down the middle of the street. On either side, members of the city with a variety of expressions but there were only two emotions that Link saw the most: fear for Ganondorf and surprise at Link.
The translucent material around his thighs fluttered with every step and somehow he felt even more naked wearing it than if he had came out naked. A hundred eyes were boring into his body: judging, pity, and dread. He peeked through his blond hair at folks as they passed and hated how their eyes were locked on his body.
Ganondorf's rapid steps made it hard to keep the fabric from fluttering against his cock. No matter how humiliated he was, no matter how many eyes were staring at his nearly bare buttocks, he couldn't get his half-hard cock to subside. It stuck out from the fabric, a little tent that revealed that even in humiliation, Link was finding some pleasure in his submission.
He fought the urge to cry. It burned in his eyes and tickled in the back of his throat. He thought about running away, just turning and sprinting away but he couldn't. He had no doubt that Ganondorf would slaughter the town; he could see the same fear in the eyes of the people as they passed. Ganondorf didn't rule with kindness and wisdom like Zelda, he ruled with terror.
Ganondorf slowed down.
Link forced his hand down before the red-haired man looked at him.
Leather armor creaking, Ganondorf stopped and turned around to look at Link. His eyes were intense, stripping Link bare with a gaze. There was lust and desire in his look.
Link gulped, half afraid he was going to be raped right in public.
Ganondorf gestured to the side. “Let's go in here.”
Link looked. When he saw a weapon shop, he did a double take. Ganondorf was going to bring him into a place that sold swords?
Without waiting for an answer, Ganondorf strode inside.
The shopkeeper looked up. “Good morning, how may…” The voice trailed as a look of terror crossed his face. “My lord,” he finally said. He carefully pulled his hand away from the daggers lined up on the counter.
Ganondorf looked around. “Someone tried to kill me yesterday.” His voice was booming in the close quarters of the store.
The shopkeeper's eyes flickered to Link.
Link cringed and looked down.
Ganondorf brusquely gestured to Link. “This sissy lost everything in the fight.”
Cheeks burning, Link looked away.
“I'm thinking he needs a new sword. Something commiserate of his skill.”
Surprised, Link stared at Ganondorf in shock.
The shopkeeper gulped loudly. “O-Of course. I have an excellent collection of high-quality weapons.”
He got out from his counter and headed to a stand with a wide variety of steel swords. The sharp edges shimmered in the light. Most of the were too long for Link but the short swords near one end were weapons he could use.
Link looked at Ganondorf.
The Gerudo smiled and gestured for Link to follow after him.
Confused and wary, Link did. The fabric fluttered around his thigh as he moved carefully. His shoulder brushed against Ganondorf as he walked up to the stand.
The shopkeeper wiped sweat from his brow. “You are short, maybe one of these blades would do?” He pointed to a steel short sword with a ruby in the pommel.
Link started to nod but then froze as a thick hand pressed against his buttocks. One finger rested on the crack of his ass.
The shopkeeper paled.
Ganondorf stepped closer, rubbing his finger up and down Link's cleft. The tip of his finger pressed through the fabric to part Link's buttocks and rub directly against the abused opening nestled within. “Is there something wrong?”
Link's cock surged to full staff, tenting the fabric. He let out a gasp as he tried to concentrate.
The shopkeeper shook his head. He reached down with shaking hands to pick up a sword. “N-No! Sorry, my lord. I was just going to suggest this one.”
Ganondorf ground his finger into the tight hole. The fabric rasped against the tortured ring as it inched further in. Then he relaxed.
Link let out a soft gasp of relief.
It wouldn't last.
Ganondorf pulled aside the translucent material and then shoved his finger back against Link's sphincter. He forced it deep, the rough finger scraping as it slid into the tight ring. He managed to force a knuckle deep before he pulled it out again.
Link's cock jumped as he was penetrated, the tiny length causing the material the flutter.
Ganondorf pumped into him, forcing his finger deeper into the tight, strained opening with every stroke. The sheer strength was impossible to avoid as he felt the knuckles rubbing against his insides and the digit plunging deeper.
A humiliated gasp ripped out of Link's throat.
Ganondorf leaned over. He rested one hand against Lin's shoulder and clamped down. “Go on,” he said in a low voice as he continued to pump his finger into the tight opening. “Take it. Wrap your fingers around it.”
Link's body jerked with every stroke as he reached out for the hilt of the weapon. He whimpered softly as he wrapped his hand around it and held it tight. It was a thick hilt, wider than he could comfortably fight with.
“How does that work, my lord?”
Ganondorf leaned against Link. “No, too big.”
The storekeeper paled even further.
Ganondorf reached forward and yanked the fabric away from Link's erection.
Link's cock jumped at the sudden exposure.
Roughly, Ganondorf cupped his balls with one finger. Behind Link, he pressed a second finger against the tight ring of Link's sphincter before driving it deep.
Overwhelmed, Link thrust his hips forward, forcing his cock forward.
“Look at this pathetic cock.”
The shopkeeper flinched in fear.
Link closed his eyes.
“Look how tiny it is.” He rammed two fingers deep into Link's asshole. He pulled back and drove it deep again.
“It's small.” Another thrust rammed the two fingers past the second knuckle.
The pressure and scraping was agonizing but also brought an intense wave of pleasure. A clear droplet of fluid gathered at the tip.
Ganondorf pumped again as he spoke. “Tiny. You are offering a sword for a sissy who can't handle anything that big.”
Distinctly uncomfortable, the shopkeeper nodded.
Link's hips thrust forward as more precum oozed out of the tip. It dribbled down to form a long streamer that swung back and forth. His entire body jerked as Ganondorf pounded his fingers into Link's asshole.
“I need a small weapon. Something for a child, a toy. This fucking cunt can't handle anything like that.”
Link's hips thrust forward with every stroke. All three of them were staring down at his cock as droplets of precum splattered on the ground.
“I-I… I have some training blades over here… my lord?”
“Yes, let's look at those.” Ganondorf's thrusting never slowed. His hand on Link's shoulder kept the slender man pinned as his other fingers thrust with brutal strength, forcing the tight opening to relax and take longer, more powerful strokes.
Walking across the store on Ganondorf's thrusting fingers was one of the hardest things Link had ever done. His body swayed as he fought the urge to sob and cry. His cock grew hotter as he felt an orgasm rushing up; he hated that he got even a hint of pleasure of being humiliated in public.
The shopkeeper showed him practice blades: wooden weapons. Link looked at them. When he spotted one that looked exactly like his training sword in the village, he let out an involuntary gasp.
Ganondorf stopped, only for a moment. He whispered into Link's ear. “You saw one you like, pussy?”
His body still jerking from the violent thrusting, Link managed to nod.
“Well, then take it.”
Link had to bend over to pick the sword from the stand. He cringed, afraid of what was going to happen when he gave Ganondorf more access to his vulnerable opening.
Just as Link picked up the sword, Ganondorf added a third finger. There was only hint of pressure against the tight ring of Link's sphincter before the thrust tore into him.
Link jumped as he was impaled on three thick fingers. The thick ridges of the warrior felt like sandpaper as they drove into his opening. His vision blurred as he gasped. Unwittingly, he grabbed at the stand for balance but missed. His hand knocked over swords as he flailed for balance.
Ganondorf chuckled. His hand held Link steady as he continued to pump three fingers in and out of the tight opening. With every stroke, the opening relented and the pump reached deeper into Link's tortured open.
“Pick it up,” he ordered.
Link whimpered as he resisted. His entire body was already shaking violently from the three fingers already pounding into his asshole.
Ganondorf let out a low growl. He stepped to the side and suddenly started to thrust hard and powerful, his hand flashing as the Triforce of Power activated.
Link let out a cry as the Gerudo punched his fingers into his asshole, slamming into him hard enough that he was picked off the ground on the fingers that were violating him.
Ganondorf added a fourth fingers.
Link's mouth opened silently as the pain redouble. His cock jerked violently then started to spray cum across the ground and scattered swords. The pleasure and pain mixed together, adding to the orgasm as he was fucked like a rag doll.
“Pick it up, Cunt!”
Crying, Link reached down for the sword. He flailed with his other hand, trying to find some balance as he was banged violently. With a desperate stretch, he managed to wrap his hand around the cum-splattered wooden sword.
It was his old weapon from the village. He could see the nicks and bumps from when he attacked the practice dummies. He wondered how it got to the sword store.
But Link didn't have time to wonder when Ganondorf hauled him up and pulled him back. The fourth thick fingers drove deep into his asshole and remained there.
“Show me,” ordered the Gerudo.
Link held up the sword. He could easily hold the dull weapon in his grip.
“Looks like it was made for you. Dull, blunt, and utterly useless.” Ganondorf wiggled his fingers inside Link.
Squirming at the sensations, Link hated that the pain was fading to leave behind only an intense pleasure that was causing his dripping cock to grow harder again. His shaft bobbed as globs of his cum rolled down his shaft and dripped off his balls.
Ganondorf nodded and then pulled his fingers out of Link's tortured asshole. He shook his hand once and then gestured toward the front.
His cock still dripping, Link carried the sword to the front counter. He set it down.
“I-Is that all?” asked the shopkeeper with a blush on his cheeks and discomfort painted on his face.
Unsure if he should answer, Link said nothing. When the silence grew and Ganondorf didn't answer, he finally venture a nod.
“Very good, how—”
Then he heard the rustle of leather behind him. Ganondorf let out grunt.
The shopkeeper's eyes widened as a blush brighter.
“Hands on the counter,” came the order.
Link looked at the shopkeeper apologetically. Then, when he felt the thick, rounded end of Ganondorf's cock press against his stretched sphincter, the expression turned into one of dread.
Ganondorf grabbed Link's shoulder with one hand and his hip with the other. He leaned forward, forcing the thick head into the tight opening. It was slick and hot, sliding into the tortured hole with only the faintest of resistances.
Link's cock grew painfully hard as Ganondorf thrust forward and sank his entire cock deep into his body. After being raped so many times in the last day, Link was surprised how easily it slid in until the large balls were pressed against his buttocks.
He felt stuffed at the same time as he felt like he was nothing more than a hole to fuck for the Gerudo.
Ganondorf pulled his shaft out. The thick ridges rubbed against the sensitive opening, sending little flashes of pleasure coursing through Link's body. The swollen head seemed to only press against places of pleasure as the cock was once again seated deep into Link's ass.
With a moan, Link's eyes rolled back as the cock plunge deep into his guts until the large balls were pressed against his buttocks. A wave of pleasure rolled over him, filling him with a horrifying sense of enjoyment as his stomach swelled with the girth of the thick cock stuffed inside him.
He moaned with the need and desire. The humiliation of having the shopkeeper only a few feet away only added to the pleasure as Ganondorf began to fuck his ass with deep strokes.
Link hated and loved how good it felt to have the long cock filling him completely. He leaned into the counter, gripping the edge tightly, as he pushed his ass back to meet each stroke.
Ganondorf's grip loosened but remained clamped to his body. He thrust harder, driving deep into Link's body until Link was forced to rise up on his toes. “Come for me,” he groaned.
Link whimpered and nodded. He didn't want to but he knew it was only a matter of time of having the thick head of the cock plumping his depths before the pleasure was too much. His breath came out in gasps and moans as the ecstasy rose inside him.
Ganondorf pounded hard and relentlessly, each thrust driving his cock deep into Link's guts until the slender man's belly swelled. Each stroke lifted him higher, impaling Link on the thick shaft.
Then, Ganondorf was coming. Hot jets of cum sprayed deep into Link's asshole. It flooded him instantly and then came spurting out between the strokes.
Link dropped his head against the counter as he came himself. His cock sprayed against the inside of his outfit, soaking the translucent material instantly.
The two continued to thrust until Ganondorf slowed down. Then, with a groan, the Gerudo pulled his cock out from Link's tight opening.
Cum poured out, coating the insides of Link's thighs before splashing on the ground.
Link shuddered in his afterglow. He opened his eyes to look at the storekeeper, but he could barely focus on the uncomfortable expression as he lost himself in the pleasure of hot liquids pouring out of his stretched asshole.
He slumped against the counter and looked over his shoulder.
Ganondorf stepped back to shove his glistening shaft back into his pants. He wiped his wet fingers on his thigh before nodding toward the door. “Come on,” he ordered. “Bring the sword.”
Link nodded. He forced himself to stand and looked down.
The front of his outfit was soaked with cum. There was no question there was more of it along his backside, nor could he hide the the thick globs of cum that were still dribbling out of his stretched-open sphincter.
He looked like a well-used whore.
The humiliation came back, burning hotly on his cheeks. Cringing, he looked at the sword on the counter.
“T-Take it,” whispered the shopkeeper as he dropped a sheath next to it. “Please, just take it and go.”
Link started to reach for his wallet to pay for it but then stopped. He was wearing nothing more than a cum-stained strip of fabric.
“Just go,” pleaded the shopkeeper.
Link gave a gesture of his thanks and took the sword. As he walked after Ganondorf, he could feel his thighs sliding against each other as every step left a cum-stained footprint on the ground.
Focused on his ruined outfit, he almost ran into Ganondorf who stood in the entrance of the store. He managed to stop, inches away from the powerful buttocks.
Ganondorf was looking up, sniffing. “I know that smell,” he said.
Link looked around but didn't see anyone at first. Then he spotted a slender-looking man wearing blue and white disappearing into an alley.
Ganondorf shrugged and then stepped forward. “Come on, cunt. I know the perfect place you can clean off my cock. There is a little place called Telma's Bar that would be perfect.”
Link froze. He knew the bar. More importantly, the customers knew him. He let out a soft whimper as the humiliation rose up, choking him.
As Ganondorf strode forward, Link looked down at the sword in his hand and then at the back of the man who had defeated him. Then, to his surprise, he ducked his head and followed after like a submissive whore in a cum-stained outfit.