This choice: He tries to force Link to willingly submit to him • Go Back...Chapter #6He tries to force Link to willingly submit to him by: Unknown As the creature though of rather simply ways to break the hero’s spirit, Midna watched from the shadows, amused with how this was turning out already. She listened in on the monster, taking a quick peek into his thoughts to see just what it was planning. Many many thoughts on ways to humiliate his new plaything flashed before her causing the princess to grin. But perhaps she could help it out a little. After all, Moblins weren’t known for their thinking. A little nudge would probably be appreciated.
As the moblin stared down at his prey, a strange voice seemed to echo in his mind. It wasn’t familiar to him, but he definitely liked what it was suggesting. “Make him submit. Put him in a position where he’ll beg you to let him serve you.” Link did not like the grin that was forming. Standing back to his full height, the moblin once again looked like a god. A dirty and smelly one, but all powerful nonetheless. “Here’s the deal, toy.” The moblin stressed that last word to drive in Link’s helplessness. “I’m going to give you a chance to make this more pleasant for the both of us. If you get on your knees and kiss the toe of my boot, willingly offering yourself to me as a pet or servant I’ll go easier on you. Heck I’ll even give you better food and better shelter.” He grinned down at Link awaiting an answer. He didn’t expect him to accept the first deal. In fact he was counting on Link refusing. That’s when the fun will really begin. As expected. Link was not on board with this plan. He backed up slightly, feeling his back hit a tree. The moblin smirked as Link realized he was trapped, but the little hero wasn’t quitting. Drawing his sword and shield, the hero stood his ground. This action was met with thunderous laughter. “Aww how cute. The toy wants to try to fight.” With one powerful stomp next to the tiny toy, the hero was knocked on his ass from the shockwaves.he tried to get back up but the same foot kicked him, knocking him back against the tree. In reality, the moblin barely tapped him, but it was enough to get the point across.
The blow caused link to drop his weapon. The moblin noticed this and stepped back, giving Link a clear view of his blade. “Go on... get it.” He taunted as he leaned in over him. Link was terrified. This was utterly hopeless. He didn’t have any weapons and the monster was barely even toying with him. But he couldn’t give up. Not now. Definitely not like this. He had to fight on! With a loud yell, the young hero made a mad dash for his weapon. Suddenly a large shadow went over him as a laugh echoed above. He only saw of for a fraction of a second, but he knew what it was immediately when he glanced up. The moblin was lowering his ass on top of the tiny hero, preparing to sit down. Link tried to sprint faster but it was no use. The creatures ass was upon him. The smell was absolutely horrid. Everything was pitch black, and the unwashed cloth that separated Link from the monster’s buttflesh was covered in dirt, sweat and grime. He made a few weak attempts to squirm, but it was no use. He was stuck. “Hmmm you’re pretty comfy down there, toy. Maybe I’ll stay like this for a while.” He shifted slightly to pick up the tiny sword. Chuckling at the pathetic weapon before tossing it deep into the woods. Midna was giggling beneath the shadows at the show. Perhaps this brute is more cunning than she gave him credit for.
“The deals still out there if you want. Of course now you have to kiss my nice, big rear instead when begging for the chance to be my pet and slave.” Link was completely disgusted. He almost wanted to cry. But he can’t give in.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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