THE HIGH TABLE

DÆMON:

The cold night air cuts across my skin. I draw it deep into my lungs. This is the kind of moment a demi-god like me, a descendant of the sex gods may wait for an entire lifetime, a moment that so often dies before it is ever born. Every demigod is bound to the same fate: to claw his way toward the rank of a Warrior. But ascension demands cum and a Warrior must fall, not by chance, not by mercy, but in battle. Should a Warrior be struck down by a superior flesh sword and fucked into knockout, his curse is sealed: the power of endless ecstasy is torn from him forever. But failure is worse. If I fall, my sexual power will not be lost, it will be consumed. It will flow into him, swelling his power, feeding the very Warrior I’m out to destroy. I know what is at stake. Even though I know this must never happen, I have to take the risk. For the clan. I will stalk him in the dark. I will break him and I will breed him. I will tear the last remnants of his strength from his manhood. I am Daemon. I will bring down the Warrior, or be erased by him. And only then will our clan know peace…or oblivion.

DREAM BREAKER:

I have been the undisputed leader of my tribe, the demigods, and a spiritual guide for centuries. Many have tried to undermine my position, to overthrow me, but they have all failed, one after another, and their powers have been transferred to me, making me stronger, invincible. I walk through the corridors of the dark palace, as I have done so many times before, returning to my bedchamber. The night is warm and the winds have calmed. It is just the kind of night when our kingdom sleeps peacefully, guarded by my powers. As I walk through the great throne hall, I smell the scent of masculinity in the air. I stop to sniff as the direction of the air changes. The scent disappears.

DÆMON:

After hours of trekking through the forest, I finally reach the Warrior’s refuge. I know these ruins…and soon they will be mine. I have not come unprepared. My flesh sword is sharpened, 10 inches of pure fuck meat, hard like steel, my cum tanks heavy and ready, that’s everything I need to face you. The walls press in on me as I slip through the corridors, moving toward the inner courtyard you cross every single night. I will face you when you least expect it, when you feel safe and sound… The clearing lies lifeless and still. Then, only seconds later, you appear. Your massive nude frame steps out into the moonlight. There he is. The Warrior. I step out of the shadows behind you. Moonlight spills down upon me. "Your time has come…" My voice cuts through the silence, my third leg is pointed straight at you, ready to battle, ready for the showdown. Here and now.

DREAM BREAKER:

Suddenly, the scent is back in the air, strong and clear, leaving no room for doubt. Defiant words break the silence that still reigned in the palace just a moment ago. I turn to look behind me, and there you are, a young warrior with an unusually large sword. I don't remember ever seeing anything like it on any other challenger, not even on that evil demon who was once, ages ago close to sowing the seeds of evil within me but failed badly and was thrown into the void. "You DÆMON? What is it you want at this time of the night ?"

DÆMON:

I stare at you as you turn around. Your muscular body stands in the moonlight like carved stone, your massive sword swings between your tree trunk legs, a weapon that truly belongs to a Warrior. I know this is it. Now or never. There’s no turning back. You ask why I’m here, but the question is pointless. We both know the answer. We both know what this night is about. There will be a fight. Brutal, merciless, inevitable. “I’ve come to take your place.” I stand there, rooted to the ground, forcing myself not to move too soon. This isn’t the moment for mistakes. “I will end you.“ My voice is low now… “And your power will become mine.”My rage is unmistakable. I don’t give you another second to react. I charge forward at full speed. Our bodies collide, flesh crashing against flesh as our swords lock together. I don’t hesitate. I swing my god-like meat hard against yours, trying to hurt you, trying to show you the power of my sword…to overwhelm you or to gain even the smallest advantage.

DREAM BREAKER:

A loud thud can be heard when our bodies collide against each other. Your cock head hits the side of my shaft sending my cock head against my thight, something that wakes up my own sword instantly to go for a counter attack. You are young and enthusiasted to take down an experienced fighter with your huge sword that seems to be a bit larger than mine. I wrap my hands around your hips and lock your body in place as I move my waist backwards and then immediately push it forward aiming my mushroom shaped cock head in the base of your cock, to the soft spot just above your balls.

DÆMON:

My sword crashes into yours with full force. And yet your flesh blade remains unmoved. Almost unimpressed. The flesh hardens even more against the impact. The sound echoing through the abandoned yard. Any ordinary demi-god would have been driven to his knees by that blow. But not you. Your hands clamp around my hips, strong as hell. I know what you’re about to do and a heartbeat later you drive the swollen tip of your sword forward with brutal force, slamming straight into the soft spot over my low hanging nuts! „Uggghhhh!!“ A short pain-filled cry tears from my throat. But you won’t break me that easily. Even your blade has never known defeat. I will bring you down! For a moment your entire focus is locked on the clash of our weapons. Perfect. I grit my teeth, seize your head and smash my forehead into yours…“YEEEAAHHH FUCKER!“ A brutal headbutt straight between your eyes, looking to stun you, if only for a heartbeat.

DREAM BREAKER:

You are eager, and your muscles, especially the one between your legs, are developed and strong, as if made for battle. But in your eagerness, you focus solely on striking, using your long torso, long limbs, and above all, your long meat sword. Your bony forehead strikes my face with a force that could stun a horse. My head snaps back and I stumble for a moment, but I finally straighten my back and... smile. Before you can get away from me, I rush towards you and wrap my arms around your head, burying your face in the crack between my pecs, while I place my feet behind your ankles. "Maybe you want to rest on the ground for a bit," I chuckle as my thick cock slams upward from below between your low-hanging balls.

DÆMON:

THWACK! My forehead slams into yours and I watch your head snap back hard. I expect you to go down…but no…you stagger around, your arms keeping balance…and then you smile at me. Fuck. This can’t be! But while I’m stunned and shocked at how well you took my blow you’re right back at me. Your strong arms wrap around my hand…“No! No!“ I try to protest but then everything goes dark, my face stuffed between your oversized muscle tits, swallowing my head. I try to breathe in but my lungs only fill with your musk. Strong and intense. Full of pheromones. It’s distracting…and within a moment your legs lock behind my ankles. „HMMMPPPFFF!!!“ My hands try to push you away, the yard is filled with my moans…and then you slam your sword up with full force, parting my enormous nuts while your rock hard shaft crashes into my taint. „UUUGGGGHHH!!“ A deep grunt escapes right into your pecs, my legs are shaking from the pain, trapped in your tight Chokehold. I don’t fall, you’re holding me upright, but the pain is stunning me for way too long. FUCK!

DREAM BREAKER:

"I got him", is the first thought crossing my mind when I realize you didn´t strike back but stayed still in my tight hold. As your body gets heavier to hold I know my cock head did good job between your nuts making your knees limp. I release my hold of your head moving my hands around your hips, locking you in place as I move my hips backwards to get some gap between us. Swinging my hips left and right my shaft hits your thick cock over and over again trying to soften your sword.

DÆMON:

You have me locked tight in your grip. Your powerful arms leave my lungs barely any room to breathe, my face crushed deep between your chest muscles. FUCK! I have to get out of this! My sword is far too exposed. I’m far too vulnerable. And without hesitation, you exploit it. You release my head, and I drag the night air into my lungs like a drowning man. I need oxygen. And while I’m still struggling to find my way back into the fight, you’re already one step ahead. Your hands clamp around my hips again. „No!“ But then you swing your flesh sword from left to right, full force. It slams into my veiny shaft, and like in a boxing match, sweat and precum fly through the air with every impact. The dull, brutal clap of flesh against flesh echoes through the night. “Can’t…give…up…” My teeth grind as I force every last bit of strength out of my body. I wrap my arms around you, locking in your bulging arms, hauling you close, no room left for your crushing blows. “GET UP, WARRIOR!” I scream as I heave you upward, positioning my sword directly between your legs and right beneath your groin. “Ready?” I don’t need an answer. I begin rocking your body up and down, smashing your manhood again and again with full force against the edge of my steel-hard meat! „I WILL BREAK YOU!!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

I am surprised how fast you recover from my previous hits as you ram your giant sword between my legs, grinding my exposed, helpless manhood. But an old fact it that shooting the cum load will leave a man, any man - demigod or not - momentarily exhausted, dangerously relaxed. In a fight this is a tremendous advantage to the opponent since each second is important. I grunt not only due the pain but also fue the surprise feeling your thick sword stabbing between my legs as I suddenly close them trapping your sword firmly between them. You are deep, very deep as I feel your nuts gringing my thigs when I move my thighs, rubbing their inner parts against your throbbing shaft. We stare at each other for a moment when I smirk feeling your cock shooting precum between my legs. "You are so mine now, boy", I hiss as I move my hips back and forth, eacht time faster and faster, stroking your trapped sword with my inner thighs. "Cum to me".

DÆMON:

“I got you! And now you’re mine!” My pumped arms flex around your body, and I’m certain I’ve disarmed you. My thick flesh sword will soon have destroyed your manhood…Our ab muscles grind against each other like twin washboards, your sword trapped helplessly between us, useless. But you are the Warrior for a reason, and you have a brutal trick in reserve. Your tree-trunk legs snap shut, my sword caught between your unyielding steel quads. The pressure tightens, harder and harder, until you begin to bend my blade back and forth, stroking and breaking it from front to back. “NO! NO!” I try to wrench my sword free, but there’s no chance. A massive wad of pre spurts right behind you on the floor! My entire body trembles. I grab your shoulder with one hand, then THWACK! A brutal forearm smash slams into your massive chest, a desperate attempt to escape that lethal milking grip.

DREAM BREAKER:

"Is that the worst you can do? Really? You are pathetic", I mock you as your forearm hits my thick pec. I swing my thighs twisting your trapped sword between them "I could snap your weapon, warrior- and it would all be over", I continue as my hips keep on stroking the shaft of your tool. My own sword useless, trapped between our bodies, is leaking badly, spraying precum on our abs. "There´s only one way out of this, shoot your load and go bacl where you came from and I just might let your sword and seed tanks to live". As I end my sentence, I send my forehead into your face giving you a rough headbutt.

DÆMON:

My attack barely hurts you. Your muscles absorb almost every blow, and I’m still trapped in your dangerous grip. “NO!” I try to protest. My sword must not break. I cannot be defeated by you. I cannot allow you to drain a load from my meat blade. But all my preparation has a flaw. So much of my potent and divine cum has built up within my orbs that every squeeze forces wads of pre out, spilling it away. My arms coil around your body again. Desperately, I try to set up my next move…but you’re faster. THWACK. Your headbutt slams straight into my forehead. “UGGHHH!” My head snaps back, spit drooling out of my mouth, my arms slide off your broad shoulders, and if my flesh sword wasn’t still locked in your grip, I would have dropped to my knees. Everything is spinning. FUCK!

DREAM BREAKER:

You are losing it and you are losing it fast. I wrap my large arms around your waist and take a firm hold of your glutes with my palms pulling your body tighter against my own. "To have a giant cock can be a good in a flesh sword fight but you need to make sure not to get trapped by it". I loosen my grip on your giant shaft allowing your sword only impale me deeper, then pull your hios out as I return to push them back again. I can tell from your face you have guessed what my intetions are: to make you fuck my thigs , to release your massive load as and make you eventually empty your bullet tanks. "Give up! Say it to me", I mock you with an arrogant look on my face.

DÆMON:

My entire body is trembling. My swollen cockhead is being crushed in the vise of your legs. The hardened blade won’t withstand that immense pressure much longer. And you toy with me, whispering that I should give up…No. I can’t. I have prepared for this moment my entire life. And tonight, it will be decided. Your reign ends here. My flesh chokes in your crushing grip, cum slit gaped. Heat floods my body, adrenaline surging. My hands slide lower, and I seize the two cannonballs. “Never…will I…submit to you!” I growl in a deep voice. Then I drive two fingers with full force into the opening of the sphere, right into that divine canal, hooking it for a perfect grip. And before my sword loses that load, I lift you! My muscles swelling…“UAAAAAHHHH!!“ and hurl you backward in a brutal suplex, slamming you into the filthy ground behind me. As I fall back and drag you with me, my sword fires a massive wad of pre upward into the night sky.

DREAM BREAKER:

I land on my back on the marble floor with a loud thud. The air rushes out of my lungs in one burst, leaving me gasping for breath. I'm confused as to how you were able to throw my 310 lbs weight lightly with a suplex as if I were a feather. It's clear that I'm not dealing with just any demigod; there's something else about you, something other than demonic. But how could that be possible, a mixture of demon and demigod... unless. Although the thought horrifies me, I cannot help but admire your skills and, above all, that enormous sword that spits precum toward the starry night sky.

You may be more agile and powerful than many of my previous challengers, thanks to the enthusiasm of youth or the influence of a demon, but you are now facing an experienced man. Your nasty move, sticking your fingers into my man cave where no other man has ever visited makes me furious. I rise to my feet, mimicking you, and rush towards you in a rage. I throw myself on top of you, wrapping my arms around your upper thighs and lifting your body off the floor. My thick sword strikes between your legs like a punch to the head. I carry you a few feet across the floor, finally throwing your body to the ground. "Get up and face me like a man."

DÆMON:

Your massive muscle-packed body slams into the marble floor. My attack worked and in that moment, my confidence returns. I am not at your mercy. I have everything it takes to finally defeat this Warrior and take his place. I feel the cold marble beneath me, and I know the danger isn’t over yet. Even though I escaped your crushing legs, my sword is gasping badly, cum slit pulsating like it’s trying to get some air. I have to get back on my feet. Now! I roll to the side, push myself up. My sword swings from side to side and before I can even register what’s happening, your pumped shoulder slams into my stomach and we both crash to the ground. Hard. “UGGGGGGHHH!” Without losing a second, you grab my legs and haul my lower body up and BOOM! Your flesh sword strikes into my exposed orbs. Pain explodes through me and I curl up instantly. “Arghhh…no…how is he…this strong?” I grit my teeth as you stand over me, ordering me to get up. “Why…don’t you just go down?” I growl back at you, then fire a brutal mule kick backward, straight into your low-hanging manhood.

DREAM BREAKER:

I knew you'd act fast, and I wasn't wrong again. Before you even try to get up, your dangerously powerful kick is already on its way, targeting my heavy manhood dangling between my legs. I try to dodge the blow by stepping back, but your kick is faster than my evasive movement. It strikes with almost destructive force, but instead of my seed sacs, your foot hits the thick tip of my heavy, swinging sword, throwing it in a wide arc violently upward toward the stars above us. I cry out in pain, feeling the blow knock my precum out of the thick tip of my sword and finally land back on the ground above us. My sword rises furiously from the blow back into a fighting stance as I finally see you standing in front of me. Before you can plan a new strike, I swing my thick, irritated sword sideways, striking yours forcefully, while grabbing your heavy seed pods and squeezing them in my fist as if I want to crush them, and maybe I will. "WHO ARE YOU? Or should I ask you WHAT ARE YOU?"

DÆMON:

You are so fucking arrogant that you keep underestimating me. You still think I’m just one of many. You thought I was some naïve wanna-be demi-god you could break in seconds. No. I am the rising Alpha. Not a mere offspring of gods. I am the descendant of a god and a demon. My strength far surpasses that of any ordinary demi-god. And I am the equal of a Warrior. You go down, and it gives me just enough time to get back on my feet. I’m battered, but far from finished. You aren’t finished either. We’re barely upright again, the pain slowly fading…BOOM! Your flesh sword crashes into my blade once more and both our weapons pump some pre out, so loaded with divine soldiers. Fuck! Your hands reach for my massive orbs. I feel the pressure, and I know you could tear it from me at any moment. My face twists in pain red, sweat running down my temples. “WHO…AM I?” My voice drops low…possessed, threatening. “I AM YOUR DOWNFALL!” I scream it straight into your face. My hands clamp onto your wrists. The pressure on my heavy balls is immense…but I slowly pull my hips back, dragging your arms with me…And then I drive the swollen tip of my flesh sword straight into your massive cum tanks.

DREAM BREAKER:

Your thick, heavy balls flatten between my fingers as I play with them like children playing with marbles, but instead of writhing in pain, I have now succeeded in awakening the beast within you. Just when I was sure of my victory, you wake up to a new battle and your huge, powerful sword rises to strike. This time I am not so lucky, I don't have time to take cover from your attack as the thick, heavy head of your sword strikes with deadly force between my two heavy stones with astonishing accuracy. I immediately release my grip on your cum tanks, staggering backwards as my knees knock together. My eyes almost pop out of their sockets as my mouth drops open in amazement. I can't help but scream in pain as my cock twitches once, then twice, and spews like an awakened volcano, covering you in thick white lava, covering your sword and the firm abs above them.

My breath is almost blocked as the last rope shoots out of the tip of my sword. I step forward, furious, irritated. No one has ever been able to force me to give up my seed, and you, you arrogant young man, will do it in a matter of minutes. I slap your cum tanks with my sperm-soaked sword while my palms strike your ears, ringing them good. "Get on your knees and beg for mercy," I shout, trying to cover my pain with my words.

DÆMON:

I feel the power rising within me. My body still aches, but a deeper force awakens…a surge of energy spreading from my cum tanks through every part of me. My muscles harden, my tattooed skin slick with sweat…but I struck true. Your meat weapon falters. Your divine warrior seed busts out of that flesh sword, discharging wildly across my abs and along the length of my blade. It is humiliation. The Warrior is vulnerable now…his weakness exposed, his invincibility shattered. All I have to do is align my helmet with yours, full dock…and release my little soldiers into your Warrior nuts. The rest will take care of itself. But FUCK you are furious…and shocked. I see it in your eyes. You rush me, abandoning caution, driven by rage and desperation. There’s no time to recover your weapon…you go straight back on the attack. Your strike slams into my cum-covered sac. “Ughhh!” My knees tremble, but I refuse to fall. Then…CLAP! Your hands crash against my temples. A piercing ring screams through my skull. “ARGH!” I hear my own voice only as vibration, the world blurring around me. It’s terrifying…but the thought of losing this fight is worse. I bend forward, forcing my senses back into focus. My hands lock onto your waist. With a primal roar, I lift you…just enough to bring my sword into position. Gravity takes you. And as you fall, I swing upward…my swollen cockhead blazing with power, ready for a brutal COCK UPPERCUT “TAKE THIS, WARRIOR!”

DREAM BREAKER:

You are strong and do not hesitate to show it. You manage to stay in fighting shape despite my blows, even though that is the worst thing that could happen to me now that my seed tanks are temporarily empty. I fall to the ground and see your sword approaching mine with a force that could even break it, taking me out of the fight. I cannot allow that - not now - never. In desperation, I lean forward and grab the hilt of your sword, twisting it violently as I pull your body to the ground, dragging you away from your sword. As you fall down, I quickly move my body to the side, watching as you end up on your stomach on the dark marble floor. I slide my hand under your stomach and press your sword against the cold floor, rubbing it with my palm while my heavy body pins you against the floor. Your sword throbs beneath my palm as the fingers of my free hand seek out your deep crack, finally penetrating you. Your sword throbs uncontrollably beneath my hand against the floor until your body stiffens into an arch. "That's right, don't fight it, just release your seed, warrior." I pull back my hips and place the head of my sword between your massive glutes as you struggle under my body. With a nasty, cocky grin on my face I force my thick, veiny sword into that dar canyon until I feel your tight entrance against the tip of my blade.

DÆMON:

The damage is done…perfect…and your thick flesh sword begins to waver, slowly losing its control. But it will take more than that to defeat you. You quickly reach for my sword, your hands wrapped around my steel pole with a tight grip. With both hands, you twist it 180 degrees and throw me to the ground in a brutal roll. „ARGGGHHH!“ No! This can’t be happening. For a moment I search for you, but then I hear you behind me. Oh god no! Your 310 lbs pin me down, your heavy muscles keeping me in place…My sword trapped beneath me, trapped between my ab wall and the cold marble floor. Your arm coils around my body and seizes the weapon…total control! „No! No!“ I try to protest. I can’t lose my load to you! FUCK! But you’re too heavy. You pin me to the ground. And I buck and squirm but can’t push you away. Just my meat is leaking heavy onto the ground as your fingers invade my tight fuck chute. „Uaaaghh FUCK!“ And then I feel it...your swollen mushroom cockhead pushes against my hole, trying to enter my divine canal...but there is no way I can keep you out...my pucker gives in, stretches around your helmet as you push your sword into my fuck hole..."No...no..."

DREAM BREAKER:

You maybe managed to empty my cum tanks before, and leave me vulnerable when my little soldiers died sprayed on the hard floor, but now I have my turn  to even the score, fill your virgin hole with my thick blade and force you to cough up your soldiers between your stomach and the floor. With one violent thrust I drill my sword into your panicking  flesh stabbing it somewhere deep inside you, hammering my hips against your muscular cheeks as I rub my palm against your trapped manhoos, increasing the pressure on my grip as the tip of your sword swell under my palm, spraying a thick creamy liquid. “You are losing the battle arroant impostor!”, I scream and  release a troup of my soldiers to invade your tight, bleeding canal.

We're even," I whisper in your ear as I get up on my knees beside you, removing my weight from you and turning you onto your back. You look exhausted as I grab your sword in my tight hold with my left hand while my right hand is placing the thickening head of my own sword kissing yours.

DÆMON:

This can’t be happening…this must not happen…but it’s already too late. Your massive sword rips my asshole open, stretching it so fast and so wide that the skin cuts open and you drill into my bleeding hole...and that is all that was needed to force my soldiers out of their defens...My hot divine seed spills across the cold marble floor, coating my abs underneath me. My entire body freezes for a heartbeat…then begins to tremble uncontrollably as you slowly pull that muscle blade out of my hole. My energy is drained and of course you notice. You realize instantly that my soldiers have abandoned their positions…and that I’m exposed. Fucking vulnerable. In the next moment you flip me onto my back. My flesh sword lies crooked across my abdominal muscles before it snaps up, pointing to the night sky. I’m breathing hard, panic burning in my eyes. You reach for my sword and yank it closer to yours…slit to slit, ready to send your warriors into my emptied nuts. „NO!“ I scream at you. As your hands prepare the cock dock, I pull my legs in…only to drive them forward with full force in the next instant. My soles slam straight into your jawline to knock you off me! „FUCK OFF!“

DREAM BREAKER:

The tip of my thick sword begins to throb and expand, anticipating the moments to come, when I will unleash my little warriors to charge as one through the tunnel of your sword, into your seed tanks, and destroy them, conquering them from within. After that, your chances of survival would be zero. I fill my lungs with air and feel my cum tanks vibrate as my vision darkens for a moment and I fly onto my back on top of the cargo you unloaded earlier. I slide backwards across the floor until my body stops, watching you get up from the ground. I try to shake the stars from my head and recover as quickly as possible before you can do anything final. I get up on my knees, my sword awakening back into battle mode. "Not bad, boy, but you need more to take me down," I taunt you as I slowly start to get up to my feet again. "Bring it boy".

DÆMON:

My kick hits you with full force, sending you flying across half the courtyard until your back slams into the wall. That’s right. That’s the power of a true demon-god. Even though my sword is battered and my cum tanks are dried out, the fire still burns inside me…and I will show this Warrior what I’m capable of. I get to my feet. My legs slowly stop shaking…and my focus locks onto you completely. Flesh sword pointed at you. The moment you start to rise, I charge. I have to be faster than you! And the instant you’re back on your feet, I’m already standing right in front of you. My sword is hard as steel. I stare straight into your eyes. „So…then how do you like that?“ I grab your sword with my bare hand. My other hand clamps around your throat. „GET UP THERE, WARRIOR!!!“ With another primal roar, I hoist your 310 lbs body onto my shoulders into fireman’s carry! Muscles flaring, biceps popping out. And I plunge 3 fingers into your divine canal. „COME ON! MORE CUM WARRIOR!!!“ I go hard on your ass, knowing this will get your orbs loaded again. I need them HEAVY for my next move. And as I finally feel your orbs dangling heavy against my biceps I grunt under the strain, then heave you higher, twist your body ninety degrees…I sit out, my massive flesh sword flat on the ground and I SLAM you flat onto the cold marble stone floor, face against the marble, your full nuts right onto my pumping blade! BALLBUSTER FROM HELL!!

DREAM BREAKER:

It's as if you planned and practiced all this carefully, step by step, each strike and attack as you cling to the blade of my sword without hesitation. I am momentarily confused, distracted, just long enough for you to advance your attack by lifting my body up for the second time as if I were a little boy. It´s also the second time your fingers invades my most hidden zone where no man has ever been before, not any man but you - and twice! But this time you go furtherm just like your fingers, deep enough to reach the soft zone, that soft spot inside me, the existence of which even I myself was not fully aware of. The tips of your fingers press down on it, sending signals, electrical waves throughout my body, stiffening my sword and filling my tank with soldiers. I moan and strugglem try to get free of your hold when it happens. You drop my heavy body down, slam it with all your strength against your sword that is prepared to give the lethal strike. And damn you do it.. as I hit my heavy explanded nuts onto your blade. I collapse down onto my knees, screaming, crying, holding my giant cum tanks with both of my hands, fighting to stay up on my knees but eventually fall down on my side in fetal position.

For the first time I am seriously worried for myself. No other challenger ever got me down, helpless, vulnerable like this. As I see you appoaching I know you haven´t finished yet. Despite the killing pain in my nuts I try to aim a kick from the floor into your ankle.

DÆMON:

You hit the ground…exactly the way I hoped you would. Maybe even better. I’ve never seen a Warrior scream like that…or heard something like that before…It certainly doesn’t look like your body is moving by choice anymore. The pain seems to be overwhelming you. Good. Because I still have a job to finish. And for that, I need my soldiers back. You’re down, desperately trying to protect your oversized nuts…clinging to your newly recruited soldiers…but not for long. Soon, I’ll be done with you. I stride toward your feet. Your pathetic attempt to kick me misses completely. In response, I drive my boot into your side, straight into your obliques, forcing you flat onto your back. I step between your legs and reach down, each hand cups one of your loaded bull balls and I SNAP my fingers shut! „It is over, Warrior!“ I growl down and forcefully PULL your lower body and legs up, only by holding onto your oversized nuts…exposing your ass right in front of my flesh sword. You know what’s next, but I don’t move my hips, I YANK your warrior ass on my sword, spearing into your defeated canal…your flesh sword swings free…I lower your body 8 inches. Keeping 1 inch of my blade inside you and PULL you onto it again, stabbing straight into your divine prostate…“SUBMIT YOUR SOLDIERS WARRIOR!!!“ I shout with a dark voice, spearing you on my steel pole again and again, and I feel my own soldiers returning, filling me with dark and divine energy…and now I wanna feel your cum tanks deflate in my tight grip.

DREAM BREAKER:

You don't just want to hurt me by trying to displace me from my position, you want to humiliate me, to embarrass me to the depths of my soul by raping me, by using my body as your sex toy. Your fingers press deep into my cum tanks, almost tearing them apart, while your huge sword stabs my sweet spot mercilessly. My body begins to tremble in your grip as my sword rises, begins to twitch, and sprays an entire battalion onto my face. The little soldiers soon die, leaving their base empty, almost unguarded. But I am far from giving up. Suddenly, my inner walls close around the blade of your sword, while my strong sphincter muscle takes a firm grip on the root of your sword. With wave-like movements, I alternate between squeezing my walls and loosening my outer ring, my canal begins to milk your sword, luring your little soldiers into attack. I feel your body tremble as things take a new turn when I speed up my milking rhythm around the blade of your sword. "Shoot your load, boy", I chuckle suddenly.

DÆMON:

I pull your canal on my flesh sword with such a force that your loaded cum tanks almost rip off…but I show no mercy now, using you like a muscled flashlight to bring my soldiers back into their defense. And at the same time my swollen cockhead rams into your fuck nut like a battering ram…I am making a statement here…that your reign is over and that this is going to be your last fight. YOU’RE DONE! And just after a few more blows, your massive flesh sword flexes up and releases all those soldiers right on your face…useless…wasted…but I keep going! „YEAH SUBMIT YOUR LOAD!!“ I YANK you back on my sword, I rip deep into your defeated canal…“Wha…the…?“ I feel your walls closing around my flesh sword, trapping me. Even worse…your powerful divine chute starts to milk my blade…“No!“ Your guard is down, your tanks are empty, I can’t let your canal swallow my soldiers…“FUCK!“ Sweat is dripping down my face, I need to get out of that tight fuckhole…or maybe deeper inside…you’re not getting my soldiers that easy. My grip on your nuts tightens, I could feel them deflate as you sprayed your cum all over. I adjust my grip on your bull balls, fingers wrapped tight. „I WILL BREAK YOU WARRIOR!“ I let out a primal roar and then DROP on my knees, letting my 10 inch flesh sword drill into your canal, aiming to break through that second ring, precum splatters against your fuck nut, hoping this will stun you and I can shove you off my blade.

DREAM BREAKER:

I am already certain of my victory when I hear your anxious moans behind me. You start to panic, I feel your pulse quicken, your breathing become heavier as your fingers suddenly squeeze tighter around my swollen balls, threatening to turn them into a shapeless pulp, to destroy them forever. I envelope my walls around your huge sword as it drills deeper and deeper inside me until I feel your heavy cum tanks rubbing against my bleeding entrance. I haven't had time to recruit more than a few new soldiers when you force them out of the tip of my sword and onto the floor as you penetrate my second ring. I have already lost two regiments in a few minutes. I must turn the tables or hope will be lost forever. I close my eyes, shutting out everything around me, focusing only on your deadly sword inside me. I close my second ring tightly just below the bulbous tip of your sword, wrapping my inner walls around its shaft and regaining a firm grip with my first ring at the base of your sword. "Empty your barracks," I shout at you, starting the wave-like movement around your sword again.

DÆMON:

We slam onto the cold hard marble floor and I can literally feel my swollen cockhead breaking through your second ring, pounding into your fuck nut with such a force that you immediately shoot your second cavallery of soldiers into the night sky. „THAT’S IT WARRIOR!“ I shout straight into your direction while all 10 inches are still buried deep inside your divine canal. I’m about to pull out…I’m so hard, my flesh sword is pumping inside you…ready to send my soldiers to attack your emptied warrior nuts. But as I pull back my flesh sword is not moving. I look at you with a shocked face…this can’t be…your walls holding me tight, my swollen mushroom head locked behind your second ring…“No!…No!…Can’t…ugh….hold…“ But it’s too late, I’m edged as fuck and as that powerful asshole is choking my sword my whole body starts shaking and I fire my demon soldiers deep into your divine canal, my soldiers getting swallowed up by ass, lost forever…“FUUUCK!!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

My ass, true to its name, devours your warriors deep into its tunnel, breaking all their necks, resembling nothing less than a mass slaughter. I continue to milk your sword until I loosen my grip on it and let you pull it out of me. "I could have twisted your sword's neck, rendering your weapon useless," I mutter wearily from the battle as I rise to my feet. The bodies of your dead little warriors spill out of my ass and down my legs, while my own fighters cover part of my face and the floor. We are in a stalemate, both of our balls empty for the moment, but I am not stupid, I know that we can both increase our production in a short time. I rush towards you as you finally get to your feet, ready to fight, and grab the tip of your sword, twisting it and lifting it upwards. "You were foolish to challenge me, now you face complete defeat," my voice is serious as I twist the blade of your sword to an almost unnatural angle, striking the swollen head of my own sword with all my strength against your swollen testicles. I only need a few minutes and I will be ready to conquer your balls. Before that, I want to soften them, make them more receptive.

DÆMON:

My soldiers lose their battle very quickly as they get slaughtered inside your divine fuck canal…you pull your ass back and my throbbing flesh sword slides out with a wet and sloppy slurp…my body still trembling from this massive orgasm as you get up on your feet again. „No…this can’t be…“ I am in total disbelief…how can this Warrior be so strong? I see my dead soldiers running down your thighs and push myself back up again. This fight is not over yet…and then you rush towards me again, threaten me right in my face as you grab my sword with your powerful grip…“ARGGGHHH NO!“ I shout as you twist it in an unnatural way, close to the breaking point, exposing my empty cum tanks, only to STAB your swollen tip of your sword right into my bruised nuts. „FUUUUCK!“ I shout, almost going down on my knees, but your hand keeps me up straight as it’s holding onto my sword like it’s a leash. I can’t attack you like that, my blade useless in your grip…My legs are shaking as I GRAB your meaty pecs and CLAW my fingers into them, my thumb right below your nipple, looking to apply some fucking pain and force you to release my flesh sword before it breaks…

DREAM BREAKER:

I don't know how many times my sword will sink into your swollen balls again and again with only one purpose in mind: to destroy your soldiers' base once and for all, to reduce your production facilities to rubble as I cry out in pain from your fingers digging into my chest. But I am not just any warrior. I have a position and a reputation, even my life and balls at stake, I cannot give up even though the head of my sword is beginning to be sensitized by all the blows, turning red. I pull back and strike your handsome face with my forehead, letting you finally sink to the ground as I move aside.

My sword is tired from battle, its defensive capabilities weakened, making it easier to surrender. So I must use other methods to stun your sword. As you lie on the ground on your stomach, your legs spread apart, I notice your sword and those huge seed pods poking out between your legs, lying swollen on the ground. I kneel between your legs, pressing my knees on top of them, grinding them hard against the floor as if I were grinding pepper. It's only a matter of time before your mighty cum tanks explode in your sack and the blade of your sword bursts them out with pressure, leaving behind only destruction from which there is no turning back, final destruction.

DÆMON:

I was excpecting a bruttle battle for dominance…but I wasn’t expecting such an incredible resilience, even though you’re the Warrior. You got a vise-like grip on my flesh sword, almost bending and breaking it…the swollen tip of your blade stabs repeatedly into my battered cum tanks, shaking up my soldiers inside and slowly destroying their shelter…“FUCK!“ I shout into the night sky. But my cry gets drawn out immediately as you rock another headbutt straight between my watering eyes and I sink down to the ground…not unconscious, but badly dazed…I feel the cold marble on my abs and pecs as I crawl forward, my flesh sword and huge sack getting pulled after me, sliding over the stone floor and leaving a trail of pre behind. But then you drop down, your knees right on my swollen cum tanks, grinding them into the ground…“FUUUUUUUCK!!!“ I let out another scream as my flesh sword spits another army of dead soldiers onto the ground…My fists hammer the floor, my whole body paralyzed from the pain…desperately throwing my arms back, trying to hit you and get you off my crushed orbs…

DREAM BREAKER:

You are not the first to challenge me, to try to eliminate me, but none of them have been like you, as strong and persistent, as skilled with a sword, and as skilled a fighter. I have never been as exhausted as I am now, and that is why, knowing that your soldiers' shelter is on the verge of collapse, I cannot help but smile. At last, I will defeat your arrogant being and your ability to ever challenge anyone by taking your manhood away from you. A malicious grin spreads across my face as the ground shakes and my vision darkens. As another blow hits my temple, I realize you are attacking me furiously with your elbow, almost in a panic. I fall on my side, away from you, my swollen balls escaping certain destruction at the last moment. How could I have been such an idiot and left my guard down? I roll away from you, dazed, to ensure a safe distance and to be able to recover as quickly as possible. The heavy cum tanks bubble in a familiar way as they fill with new little warriors as I slowly stand up, staring at you. You can't surprise me anymore.

DÆMON:

I can’t believe what you’ve done to my nuts…my empty cum tanks fully exposed and crushed under your weight. But as I throw my arms back I can hit you right at your temple and you go down right beside me…“Fuck…“ I grunt into the cold floor and slowly push myself up…I rip my balls off the marble like peeling away duct tape. The pain is immense, but I’m getting up. I can see you in the corner of my eye and you seem as battered as I am. None of us thinking about surrender…we’re both here to win this. But I need my soldiers back! I’ve seen how fast you recovered last time. It’s hard enough to lure your soldiers out of their defenses…let alone conquer your fortress. I reach down and grab my flesh sword, giving it a few long strokes as I turn back toward you. My cum slit gapes once as I see you rising slowly…and then I CHARGE! I’m running in survival mode now, desperate to get my soldiers back…I shoot one hand at your throat and with the other I grab your flesh sword and yank it to the side, forcefully bending that schlong in a 90 degrees angle…“You WILL surrender to me WARRIOR!“ I’m in such a rage, spit is flying right into your face…keeping that flesh sword out of the way…I want those nuts! I STAB forward, my cum slit right into your sack…but I don’t pull back…I need those orbs…I know they must be getting heavy again so I keep my flesh sword hot dogged between your cum tanks, stroking myself with your low hanging nuts, soldiers going into defense again…“YOU’RE DONE!“ I shout and squeeze on your sword.

DREAM BREAKER:

Your fist approaches my throat at tremendous speed, but this time I am prepared for your attack and easily block the blow by raising my arm sideways, deflecting your strike over my shoulder into thin air. What I didn't take into account is that your body presses against mine as your meat sword strikes directly between my unprotected heavy balls. My eyes widen, first in confusion and then in shock as I realize the danger my cum tanks are in. Your face is furious but determined as I grab hold of your heavy sack. Your seed chambers are full again! "But how? So quickly?" I ask myself as I take a few steps back. I have to turn this situation to my advantage, one way or another. The confusion on my face turns into a sardonic grin as I grab your throbbing sword and, instead of pushing it away from me, I hold it firmly in place, placing the tip of my own sword against yours. Now it's your turn to be confused for a moment, even though you seem to recover from it instantly. "The moment of truth has come, my young challenger. Everything ends now, and your future has been wiped away." I thrust my hips forward, secreting precum around the tip of my sword, lubricating my little soldiers on their way to the final battle that would destroy your troops and your entire base forever.

DÆMON:

You’re blocking my arm before I can get the choke locked on…but that doesn’t matter too much. I have you in exactly the right position to call my soldiers back to their posts. And with each passing moment, I feel my army stirring…preparing for the final battle. And then you shove me back…I stagger a little but my flesh sword is on full mast, my cum tanks hanging low, filled up with my demonic soldiers. And then you speak what is already obvious. This fight can only be decided one way…by whose raging army is stronger. By whose soldiers can breach the enemy fortress and reduce it to nothing but ruins. This is the final moment. The one that will decide everything. You reach for my flesh sword, grabbing it tight to pull it onto yours…our throbbing cum slits touch, lock and our pre starts lubing the path for a relentless invasion. I glare into your face…“My soldiers will defeat you Warrior…and your reign will soon be over!“ I growl, the cock dock is tight…I grab your flesh sword to keep it right there…and then out of nowhere I RAM my knee into your full cum tanks, damaging your soldiers inside just a second before I let out a primal roar and BUST my heavy cavalry straight into your cum slit…you can see my blade pumping and pulsating as my army goes for the attack…thick ropes with relentless soldiers pump into your shaft…“TAKE IT WARRIOR!!! THIS IS YOUR END!!!“ And once my last soldier invaded you I send a brutal karate chop right at the base of your cock, breaking not only the entrance, but also making the last escape route collaps behind my soldiers. „FIGHT THEM BITCH!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

I am prepared, ready. My fierce troups in positions to attack when your knee hits my heavy stones slamming them against my body with a force that could break most of the men, knock them down, and cause serious damage. I scream loud but can´t afford to collapse now, or it would be my end. Gritting my teeth I stay on my feet. Your blow crushes my seed magazines at the worst possible moment, causing chaos and terror among my little warriors. But I can no longer retreat, for the order has already been given, and the troops are advancing rapidly. My troups burst out of the tip of my sword and penetrates deep into your cum-filled slit at the same moment that your little soldiers rush into battle in the narrow passageway of my own enlarged flesh sword. I feel my guys fighting bravely, trying to push your troops aside until something happens and the flow of the battle clearly changes.The blow dealt by your knee has wounded my warriors, damaged too many of them, and now they fall at the hands of your mighty fighters.

Your little soldiers are an elite force who quickly break the necks of my warriors, penetrating ever closer to my troops' base. I try to increase the number of my soldiers by gritting my teeth and pushing my hips forward, but your ninja seeds destroy all resistance one by one, soon conquering my heavy tanks. This cannot be true. My desperate roars fill the courtyard echoing off its stone walls.

DÆMON:

And there it is. As we’re face to face and slit on slit our potent loads, filled with soldiers clash für the final battle…the pressure we’re putting into this is beyond this world. Our flesh swords start to pump and pulsate, for a moment I can feel your soldiers entering my blade, but they’re bruised and battered from my knee strike, weakened as they face my demonic soldiers…and get killed one after another…My troops fight their way forward… deeper and deeper into your 9 inch flesh sword… leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. „Oh yes…look closely…you’re losing…your soldiers are losing!’ My forces continue their advance until they finally reach the heart of your cum tanks…the seat of power. A demonic grin spreads across my face, I glare into your eyes…My voice drops low…as if it’s been pitched down two full octaves. „Watch your soldiers die!“ And as you thrust forward to bust another load into my slit…I do the same…“TAKE IT WARRIOR!!!“ A second cavalry of demonic soldiers blasts through you urethra, pushing back your defenses and filling up your defeated nuts. And once my last soldier invaded you, I send a brutal karate chop right at the base of your cock, breaking not only the entrance, but also making the last escape route collaps behind my soldiers. „FIGHT THEM BITCH!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

You shoot another massive load into my slit, a troop of fierce soldiers that make sure my warriors will lose the battle. I cab feel how something is happening to my cum tanks, suddenly they are full of life - life that is not mine, movements that enter painfully inside them. I feel my remaining little fighters dying in the stranglehold of your soldiers as they conquer my deepest masculinity, starting to cut, devour, and chop my stones, which begin to swell and expand into huge balls. Some of my warriors try to escape my cum tanks by rushing into the narrow passage inside my sword, but their attempt is short-lived. You strike a precise and powerful chop with the side of your palm at the base of my sword, cutting off my warriors' only escape route. My thick veiny cock breaks and bends at an unnatural angle, spitting blood from the tip of my sword, finally destroying my once mighty weapon. I stumble backwards until I fall on my back on the stony ground of the courtyard. My cum tanks continue their painful swelling until, quite unexpectedly, they burst, shrinking into shapeless lumps that drip like paste onto the bottom of my sack. My balls, my proud heavy stones, are dead. I roll around on the ground in pain for a moment until, exhausted, I lie down on my stomach on the stony floor. I have lost the battle in a bitter way.

DÆMON:

It’s over…and slowly you begin to realize your defeat. Your soldiers try desperately to escape…but there is no chance. The way out is blocked. They are left to their fate and are coldly cut down by my army. It must feel like a nightmare to you…to realize that your soldiers are inferior, that your cum tanks are about to fall. And with every soldier that dies, your strength fades…while mine grows stronger. Power floods through me. Slowly…very slowly…I feel the energy rising. Then you stumble backward, disbelief etched across your face as you look down at your bloated stones, breaking down piece by piece. You fall. I see the panic in your eyes. For a moment, it almost looks as if your sack is about to explode…But no. When the very last soldier of the defense is finally defeated, your entire orbs collapse…and implode right before your eyes. The warrior is defeated. And now is my time to finish you once and for all. You roll across the cold marble floor in despair, your most dangerous weapon destroyed, apparently trying to escape your fate. But I follow you, determined to end this. My 10 inch flesh sword so hard, my cum tanks filling up with YOUR speed now. And I can feel them getting heavy and plumb again. „It’s time you accept your defeat!“ I growl and see your imploded nuts right between your legs…I grin sadistically and STOMP my right foot on those smashed cum tanks, trapping your sack under my weight to stop you from rolling away. „FUCK…those balls are flat!“ I taunt you…almost making fun of you…and then I reach down, grabbing them like a leash…I stomp my other foot right at the back of your head and grind your face against the cold marcle floor…I mount over you in victory, in one hand your deflated sack, I YANK your ass up forcefully, holding that sloppy skin like a leash and flex my biceps…this is just for myself, enjoying this moment…but we’re not done! My flesh sword swings around, throbbing hard, dripping all over those massive globes. And then I squat some, lo

And then I squat some, lowering my flared out helmet over your defeated asshole. „FEEL MY POWER!!!“ I shout and then SLAM my 10 inch flesh sword down into your canal, ripping straight through your first and second ring, giving your fuck nut a brutal knockout punch. One of many…I bounce up and down, keeping your ass up on your empty sack, pounding your into the ground under a clear night sky…“SAY YOU SURRENDER!!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

My cum tanks are gone, my sword has been destroyed and rendered useless, so I don't even feel the worst pain when you step on my empty sack, preventing me from crawling away from you. "Surrender? Me? You don't seem to know me or my reputation. Never! Do you hear me, never!" I shout as loud as I can as I try to wriggle away from you. Suddenly, my eyes widen and my mouth drops open, letting out a hoarse cry for help as I feel you thrust your thick sword into me at an unnatural angle. I immediately realize that your intention is not to satisfy your needs or desires, but to destroy me from the inside as well. Your long, veiny sword pierces me deeper than ever before as you rub my blood-stained, stretched entrance with your victorious cum tanks. It feels like the head of your sword could come out of my abs at any moment. But my pride is stronger than steel. "I will not surrender... not now, not ever."

DÆMON:

Your rule has clearly gone to your head. Even now, in your ruin, you still refuse to surrender. I can’t decide whether that’s something to admire…or just pathetic stupidity. Either way, it changes nothing. You will kneel. You will surrender to me. My face is burning red. Sweat runs down my temple, the veins in my neck standing out, my tattooed upper body marked and scarred by the fight. „Your choice, Warrior! But you WILL accept your fate!“ I thrust my flesh sword into your defeated ass…no mercy! Just until I stop, but only to adjust your position. My cum tanks filling up nonstop, my newly gained power flows through my sculpted muscle body, and within my swollen orbs a vast army of demonic soldiers begins to take shape. They obey my every command…and they crave destruction. I pull out, my 10 inch flesh sword is sticky and wet, divine ass juice covering my blade and as my flared out helmet finally pops out of your hole a huge wad of precum spits right into your gaped tunnel. But I’m not here for satisfaction, I am here for annihilation! I keep my tight grip on that loose sack skin…What once defined your masculinity has been reduced to nothing but a void. And then I PULL your body around, that skin is stretching like a rubber band as I get you into a rolled up position. Your shoulders pinned to the ground, your conquered ass pointing straight up into the night sky…and as I release your sloppy sack it just dangles right over your face, just like your broken flesh sword. „You should have surrendered when you had the chance. Now watch some real destruction!“ And you will watch it! Your face is pointing straight up as my long flesh sword swings just inches away from your back entrance, leaking profusely, pre dripping down onto your face and gasping mouth, that’s the taste of defeat! And then I start to spread your legs apart…wider and wider…your glutes slowly stretch out, that powerful ass is going to be useless in this position. But I don’t stop. I pull those legs apart

until you’re almost in a split, rolled into a package, and your hole right on the level of my swollen cockhead. I place both of my hands on your round glutes and lean forward. „Ready or not!“ I growl into the night sky and pull my hips back, aiming at the loose fuckhole and RAM all 10 inches deep into your defeated canal with such a force that I pound you deeper into the split with every single brutal thrust. I pull back, keeping my flared out helmet inside you and lean down, pushing your legs apart, watching your asshole stretch out before I RAM back in, fasten up the pace and start to hammer your ass. My low hanging sack swings like church bells over your face while your own sack skin is hanging down in submission! „SURRENDER TO ME OR I WILL SPLIT YOU APART!!!“

DREAM BREAKER:

Your sword does not satisfy your desires; it is on a crusade whose sole purpose is to destroy your opponent, to destroy him inside and out. You ask me to surrender, but what good would that do? Your sword would tear my insides to shreds anyway. Dream Breaker is not a quitter or a surrenderer. "I will never surrender. I will return when you least expect it and destroy you, you arrogant brat!" I shout from the bottom of my lungs in a broken voice. The pain inside me grows as the tip of your sword destroys my prostate and cuts through the thin walls, filling my ruined tunnel with blood that mixes with your thick cum. Something connects us at that moment, even though neither of us understands it yet. Power changes hands as my strength fades away beneath you. "Your end will be disgusting and shocking," I almost whisper my words as my strengths are growing weaker by the moment.

DÆMON:

I can see the pain in your face, the desperation in your words, even though you refuse to admit that I am the superior. That I am the new Warrior, feasting on your powers while I fuck you into the cold ground. The earth beneath us is shaking each time I RAM my flesh sword into your loose and stretched out asshole. Your legs split more and more the deeper I drill my 10 inches into your ruined fuck canal…a thick and sticky concoction of cum and blood squirts out around my cock and I know your insides are close to get torn apart. And with every second my cum tanks become heavier, more swollen than before, huge nuts dangling right over your face. „Then let’s see how you will come back from this…“ I growl and position myself right over you…my hands on your glutes, pulling them apart to stretch that pucker wide…I pulll my hips back…it takes a while until my whole flesh sword is visible again, that veiny shaft now so close to your face…I want you to watch every single thrust…how my meat blade cuts you in half…I keep that swollen helmet inside you…“Ready BITCH?“ And with that I SLAM my flesh sword down into your ripped up canal, so deep and so hard that the marble beneath us cracks, your body folds, your legs split apart with your defeated and deflated sack and broken sword slapping your face each time I plunge my schlong down…again and again…and while your hamstrings are about to tear apart, your body folds into a heap of muscles, with that gaping asshole pointing straight up to me. „SURRENDER!!!“ I shout as my huge cum tanks start to churn…and in the next moment my load explodes inside your guts. „TAKE! IT! ALL!“ I growl and keep on fucking through my orgasm, blasting each rope so deep into your rearranged guts, flooding your ass with my soldiers and let them take over your whole body now.

DREAM BREAKER:

My warm blood, now flowing from every part of my body, my muscles, my severed veins, my inner walls, my intestines, my stomach, everywhere your blade has stabbed, slashed, and torn me, mixes with your abundant cum. As I taste that deadly mixture in my mouth, I know that my last moments are near. My once mighty and powerful body is falling apart with every thrust of yours, every muscle fiber tearing as you rip my legs and glutes apart. My strength is gone, my powers transferred along your cruel sword to you, leaving you with the sole task of destroying my earthly body, which you have sadistically almost completed. It is only a matter of minutes before the muscle fibers holding my body together snap, as my pubic bone and pelvis break in two, pumping adrenaline throughout my body. You bend my body into unnatural angles, reaching with the tip of your sword to finally damage my still-beating heart, poisoning it with your destructive soldiers.

 I no longer struggle, my screams and moans cease as I prepare for my departure. "Dream Breaker never surrenders, but takes cruel revenge on you. Don't you understand, I am now inside you. To defeat me, you must destroy yourself before I do," I find the strength to deliver my message calmly, in a tone that makes my words sound like a promise, A PROPHECY. My eyes close, my voice fades. I am ready.

DÆMON:

It was a long and relentless fight…but I feel stronger than ever before. Power surges through my pumping flesh sword and then through my entire body, into my bones, my muscles, all the way through my cum tanks. This is not just any energy…it is yours. I have achieved my goal. I have defeated the warrior. And now…it is time to destroy you. Your legs spread apart, my long sword is stabbing your insides, ripping through your sphyncter with such a force that my cockhead bulges out your abs from the inside…you can’t escape me…your body is awkawrdly folded together, your fuckhole is gaping wider and wider as I thrust my 10 inch blade into you…Your words bounce off me. I hear them…but I don’t let them reach me. You are defeated. Your rule is over forever! And yet, a thought pierces me…no matter how hard I try to ignore your final words. I can’t allow you to return. I have to erase every last bit of you…and with that I reach with both hands around my sword, two fingers of each sliding into your loose and sloppy asshole, fishhooking both glutes from the inside…holding you tight. And then I shake my head… „No…Go to hell…“ I growl and stretch your ass cheeks apart, that hole is almost tearing everywhere, your deflated sack only some sloppy skin, I pull my 10 inch flesh sword back, that sticky concoction is dripping from my cock onto your face…

“This is MY REIGN NOW!“ I shout into the night sky, my dark voice echoes from the walls as I RAM my weapon back into your hole for the final thrust, I rip straight through your rings, pulverizing your fuck nut with one solid punch and your core gives in…my lats flare out, my shoulders bulge, veins popping and with a primal ROAR your body splits in two, ripped apart at the seams, right where your pussy once was…

For a moment everything stands still, like time stopped running…my flesh sword rises out from your split ass cheeks…I close my eyes, take a deep breath as my chest rises slowly…then everything falls silent around me…a new Warrior is born.

Published: 2026-02-10, viewed 263 times.