Planescape: Turnabout is Fair Play

Drachmir ambled over to his abandoned pack, a certain confident strut in his walk. He hadn't felt this good in years. Revenge was a sweet dish after all. And about to get sweeter. He drew out the little water-skin filled with jelly. It came from the root of a small, scrubby, desert shrub, completely inedible for all that it had water in it, but Drachmir wasn't planning to eat it.

The gnoll took the skin back over to Jarghu, who looked at him with a certain weary hatred. Drachmir paid it no mind as he rolled the larger gnoll on to his stomach, taking care so that the still-hard cock was pressed between Jarghu's stomach and the sand, so that any movement would cause yet more arousal. Drachmir took a deep breath and smiled. The heady smell of sex and sweat filled the air, as well as the rich roasting scent of the fat rodent he'd prepared for supper earlier. Drachmir could only imagine the pain Jarghu was going through, his cock so swollen it must have been a horror.

The gnoll reached down to rub his own shaft, and found that all his tender 'ministrations' on Jarghu hadn't failed to affect him also. He was fully erect, if not nearly as painfully or frustratingly as the warrior was. Drachmir kneeled on Jarghu's legs, spreading his own to maintain balance, and pulling Jarghu up so his ass was in the air and his face in the sand. It wasn't the best situation, but Drachmir didn't dare untie the larger gnoll to do a better job. No matter.

Drachmir rubbed his swollen cock all over with the plant jelly, making himself a little more swollen in the process and having entirely too much fun. Once that was done, he leaned in and moved Jarghu's tail aside, putting another generous dollop of the jelly into the tight, star-like hole just beneath the tail. Jarghu, realizing just what was happening next, let out a noise that sound remarkably like a whimper.

Drachmir's first smooth movement brought forth a yelp of pain from Jarghu, as the smaller gnoll entered his anus halfway. The second thrust buried Drachmir up to the hilt in Jarghu, and a small gasp erupted from the warrior. Drachmir withdrew, and with a vicious movement, slammed himself back inside, his questing shaft pushing through the tight walls of Jarghu's ass with a certain uncaring ruthlessness. The bigger gnoll howled in agony, which only made Drachmir smile a bit more.

Time after time, Drachmir thrust his cock into Jarghu, fast and hard. Drachmir may have been the runt of the tribe, but this didn't extend as far as his penis, which came relentlessly at Jarghu's anus. The younger gnoll grabbed his victim by the hips and pulled them against him in time to his thrusts, a resounding slap of meeting bodies with every movement. Drachmir was breathing hard, but he wasn't about to stop till he'd gotten every ounce of pleasure he could out of this.

Again came the cock, and again Jarghu let out a shallow breath. His insides were on fire, and his own raw, swollen cock dangled in the air, still painfully erect. Drachmir came onward without pause, each time trying to push himself into Jarghu's buttocks to the utmost. Finally, with a deep, shuddering sigh, Drachmir spent himself, spilling warm seed right into Jarghu's ass.

Tired but satisfied, Drachmir stood and stretched, wiping his cock gently on Jarghu's tail. He couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed himself so much. It wasn't even just the sex, though that was no small part. It was the power, the dominance. Drachmir grinned into the rising moonlight. For once, life was good for the tribe's runt.

Leaving Jarghu in the same, ass-high position until the latter managed to tip himself onto his side; Drachmir reclined against the large rock and just rested for a few minutes, savoring his victory. He pulled the well-roasted desert shrew out of the ashes of the fire and took a bite, pondering his next move.

He'd have to let Jarghu go before they got back to the encampment, in such a way that he wouldn't rip Drachmir to shreds straight away. Maybe if he was tired enough... yes, then Drachmir could get away. Jarghu would never tell anyone, not if he wanted to maintain even a little dignity, and Drachmir was reasonably sure he could stay out of sight, not that Jarghu was ever likely to forget. But yes, get Jarghu exhausted right before they arrived back home, that was the plan.

Drachmir took another bite of the fat rodent. Of course, they weren't expected back at the camp for a few more days, so Drachmir would have to keep Jarghu all tied up and do the hunting, but that was alright. Drachmir smiled to himself. He meant to have some more fun before they returned. In fact...

Drachmir felt his cock stirring again. He hurriedly finished the roasted shrew, and strolled back to Jarghu.