The room was dark but Link couldn't sleep. With his arms pulled above his head and after his battle with the forest boss, the tiny discomforts refused to let him relax enough to let slumber take hold. Instead, he would start to slump against the stone wall only to have a twinge of muscle or a scrape bring him to wakefulness.
He rested his forehead against the wall and took a deep breath. The smell of Zelda flooded his nostrils, sweet and musky at the time. He took another breath, drinking it in as he adjusted his shoulders to find another place to relieve the pressure.
His thighs ached from the effort to remain up on his toes. The back of his calves burned with the effort, but if he relented and put more weight on his wrists, the belt that bound him dug into his skin until the pain forced him to adjust.
If Link could doze, he could lose himself in sleep and pass the night away. Instead, the countless aches and twinges and burns made it impossible to not count down every second by the steady beat of his heart.
A tickle in the back of his throat drew his attention to the intruder in his mouth. He gulped at it, cringing at the reflexive urge to gag; if he wasn't careful, it could easily overcome him. Concentrating, he forced himself to not respond to the intruder that filled his mouth, to accept that it was tickling the sensitive part of his body but not to let the clench of muscles or the heave of his stomach in an attempt to escape it.
Taking a long breath, he forced his body to quiet and just enjoy a moment of bliss. If he was lucky, it would mean sleep.
A twinge in his lower back brought his senses back into sharpness.
He let out his breath, his nostrils flaring as he breathed through the material that blinded him. The soft material moulded to his face, caressing him with the silken texture.
Link wondered what the princess looked like when she was pulling on her panties. He didn't have time after Ganondorf mind-controlled her into attacking, before he was able to break her free and then both of them could attack. It felt like years since he had tried to defeat Ganondorf, but it was only days since he lost the battle.
But, the softness of her body against his was still in his memories. He could almost remember her perfume as she rode Epona behind him, her arms holding him tight as they chased down Ganondorf.
A tingling below told him that his manhood had woken up. It stretched out from his body, untouched except for the air. He couldn't feel the length, but the pressure of it standing increased the ache of his tortured balls.
To pass the time, he continued to let his imagination take over. If he couldn't sleep, maybe he could find some relief. Zelda was beautiful and unreachable for most, but there was no question that he had gone far and beyond most men when he took on Ganondorf. Even then, would he ever be an equal to to someone as loved and beautiful as the princess?
What if he won? What if he was the one who she invited to her bed, to strip off her dress for him and let him bury his face into the warmth between her legs that the panties only hinted at? He smiled to himself as he worked his mouth and tried to force himself not to think about the hard length that invaded his mouth but the soft petals against his lips.
His thoughts grew fuzzy and he switched to her breasts. He had felt them against his back as they fought, but what if they were free for his hands? His mouth?
There was a sadness to his fantasies, a realization that he would never feel such a thing. He had lost when Ganondorf defeated him. Zelda would remain forever out of his reach.
No, it wasn't a defeat. It was just another failure but he would succeed. He wasn't sure how, but there would be a time when he would have his chance again.
Link smiled as he felt a new wave of confidence roll through him. Yes, he was currently captured by his opponent, but it was clear that he had more than a few opportunities to escape but didn't take advantage of. He had made his choice, one that he would do a hundred more times.
It was Ganondorf's threat to kill the villages that stopped him. But even Ganondorf had limitations, the fight with the forest boss demonstrated that. He was powerful, more powerful than anything else, but he was also brash and unthinking. He charged forward with little strategy, power without control. His anger was a weakness if it ever came down to a fight again.
Link turned his head to rest his cheek against the stone wall. The coolness felt good as he studied his fights and looked for weakness in his captor.
A crawl sensation down his spine interrupted him. He could feel someone looming behind him, hidden in the darkness.
“You never give up, do you?” came Ganondorf's low growl. In the darkness, it felt like some beast breathing against his back. “I didn't think about it, but when the bokoblins responded to you standing up to me, I wondered if there was something more about that tattoo on your back.”
Ganondorf drew his finger up Link's spine, caressing delicately as he worked his way up.
Link's skin crawled with the sensation and his still-hard cock bounced despite his fantasy becoming threatening.
The larger man's finger drew back down to stop at the small of his back. “I've seen the Bitch's Triforce activate, when she made choices for the greater good. I saw when she used strategy and wisdom to work against me. It made it easy to know she was plotting, her tits would glow blue even underneath her dress.”
The words were low and angry.
“I almost thought yours was just a tattoo also, a fantasy of some little cunt wanting to have even part of the Triforce. But what I didn't realize is that you needed so little help from this—”
He tapped the Triforce on Link's back.
“—to gain courage. A little bit goes a long way for you, just a flicker of green that can't be seen in the light. Courage doesn't need to be flashy, doesn't it? It just endures.”
Link tensed.
Ganondorf's hand reached around to grab Link's cock and balls again. The powerful grip ground down as his hot breath washed against Link's delicate ear. “It doesn't, does it? You are just a submissive bitch that decides to take it. That's what all your power does, just take it.”
A clench on his balls sent bolts of pain coursing through Link. He groaned around the dildo that gagged him. After another squeeze, Link forced himself to nod.
Ganondorf chuckled. “You'll be taking a lot from me, aren't you?”
Another nod.
Thick fingers probed his cheeks. The cum had dried over the hours since Link was hung and he could feel the stickiness peeling apart as the digits sought out his tortured ass.
Link trembled as he felt the fingers press against his tiny opening. The pressure grew quickly as Ganondorf thrust in and out, working his finger in until the tight ring relented and Link's sphincter was prided open with a prickling of pain.
The sensations were intense, magnified by the darkness and his blindness, but also by the anticipation. Link craved to feel himself being abused, to be forced to submit. He let out a muted whimper as he pushed his ass back on the fingers, impaling himself even as much as Ganondorf thrust one digit into the smaller man's orifice.
Ganondorf tightened his grip, grinding Link's hardness into his palm as he pushed Link's hips back into his finger. Working the two, he thrust harder into the dry opening.
Link moaned at the pain and at the first hints of pleasure. He did his best to relax his opening as he rocked his hips, driving his hard cock into the rough palm before pushing back into the finger that impaled his ass.
“That's what you want, isn't it? To have my cock buried in your tiny little ass? To fuck you hard until you are dripping with my come.”
Ganondorf forced his digit past the second knuckle into Link's asshole. It was cruel and rough, but Link had felt far worse.
The helplessness was intoxicating. Link sank into it, craving the mindlessness of being used and abused. He could almost imagine the swollen knob sliding into his sphincter, filling him up with heated hardness and liquid pleasures.
Ganondorf pulled back and rammed a second finger into Link's ass. The dry digits tore at the delicate opening as he worked them deep while pushing down on his front.
Link's cock slipped between the fingers cupping his balls. The pressure sent waves of pleasure as he thrust into it, coating the gap between two fingers with his pre-cum while he was being penetrated from the other side.
“Such a fucking cunt,” Ganondorf said. There was still a growl in his voice, a promise of cruelty that left Link shaking with anticipation. Ganondorf shoved hard, driving his two fingers into Link's asshole with hard strokes.
Link whimpered at the pain and pleasure that flooded his senses. His cock felt good in the tight, slick space. The pain from his abused asshole contrasted with it, to create a heady mixture that made both more intense. He pushed back and as much as he thrust hard, driving his hips back and forth as he fucked himself in his confines.
“You ready for my cock?”
Link nodded.
Ganondorf pulled his fingers out.
Link shuddered with anticipation of being raped and fucked roughly.
The three fingers were jammed against his asshole. The girth was far larger than before, prying the slender man's buttocks apart as Ganondorf drove all three into the tightly-stretched ring of muscle.
Pain burned through Link's senses. He shoved forward to escape it, his cock slipping hard between the fingers cupping him. Then he shuddered before pushing back, forcing himself to impale him as he felt the wiggling fingers probing his insides. They were so thick and hard, moving and twisting inside him.
Pre-cum poured out of his cock as he rocked back and forth, enjoying the pain and submission.
Ganondorf twisted his hands back and forth, screwing Link further open until it felt like the ring would snap. He chuckled as he gripped Link's cock and balls tighter. “There you go, fuck yourself like a cunt. That's what you want, to get off, right?”
There was danger in his voice. Link could hear it and shuddering at the anticipation of betrayal. He knew that Ganondorf wasn't going to fuck him. There was something cruel about to happen, but he didn't care. He would take it, with pleasure and pain.
“There's that glow again. Such a delicate green, a flicker. Even this isn't enough to make you shine, is it?” Ganondorf's voice grew hard. “This is nothing for you, not even a challenge.”
He rammed his fingers into Link's asshole, tearing it open as the glow of the Triforce of Power filled the room. The hellish light shone through Zelda's panties but Link didn't care.
Link continued to rock onto the cruel fingers and into the tight confines capturing his cock. It didn't matter what would happen, no matter what the pain, he would lost himself in it and find a release, one way or the other.
Ganondorf's hand bore down, crushing Link's tiny cock between his fingers and his digits digging into the equally small balls. The pain was intense, grinding down as the magically-enhanced power ground everything together and threatened to break Link's bone or crush his nuts. His other hand drove all three fingers deep into his ass and twisted hard, grinding against Link's prostate and sending waves of pain and ecstasy tearing through his body.
Link shuddered once and then came.
Or tried to. His cum couldn't escape the force grinding down on his balls or squeezing his shaft. His muscles pulsed and strained to ejaculate, but with nowhere to go, the only thing happened was a growing ache in his groin as he jerked and shuddered.
Ganondorf twisted hard again. “You aren't worthy of my cock right now, Cunt.”
He yanked his fingers out of Link's ass.
Link trembled from the burst of pain. His cock twitched once more and then stopped, the ache of his ruined orgasm spreading through his body.
When Ganondorf released his manhood, it slumped down in defeat. Wet smacks filled the air of the remains of Link's orgasm splattered to the ground but there was no pleasure that came from it. He was spent.
Something hard and smooth jammed up against his ass.
Link gasped with anticipation, but it froze when he realized it wasn't Ganondorf's hard cock but some sort of wedge-shaped device. The end easily penetrated his gapped asshole as it slid deep into his bowels. With every centimeter, it grew thicker until it was straining his anal ring.
He squirmed with discomfort, but Ganondorf just grabbed his hip and held him still as he finished ramming the butt plug into Link's ass. It was huge and thick, the girth wider than Ganondorf. The pressure radiated from Link's rear as his anal ring slid over the widest part and then clamped down, pulling it tight into his tortured ass.
“You don't deserve it,” Ganondorf said.
Then Link was left alone, blinded and stuffed from both ends. He groaned into his gag as his body slumped forward. His ruined orgasm drained him, sapping his strength and he could barely hold himself up as his head bobbed down, gently rapping against the stone wall as he was left along with new pains and humiliations to keep him awake.