Princess Hilda was looking out the window over her kingdom. For now Hyrule and Lorule were safe, thanks to Link. She wondered what her counterpart, Zelda, was doing right now. Was she looking over Hyrule and thinking the same thing? It was possible.
There was a sound behind her and she turned to see a figure. “Link?” The figure cam closer and she realized her error. From the dark skin and clothes this was Dark Link. He approached her and she took a step back, uneasy. Instead he too

Link entered the Subway and was immediately hit with the smells of spices and baking bread. His mouth began to water as he approached the counter. The menu had a wide array of choices and in the case were several young women, excitedly waiting. Link looked at them all and smiled. He knew what he was here for. He quickly ordered and watched as the worker pulled Zelda out of the case. She was squirming with anticipation, barely able to contain herself while she was laid down on the cheddar bread.

“Lady Livinia. Greetings. I've brought you a gift.” The master called out to the female lamia lounging on her daybed. He'd come to visit for some important meetings but he'd decided to sweeten the deal.
Lavinia tossed her golden hair and rose, her crimson tail moving in waves as she did. “Oh...my friend what have you brought me?”
The master pulled on a long golden chain, which brought Nico to his knees. It was attached to his collar, and he had a large ribbon pinned i

Nico and the harem were out enjoying the gardens on Lady Livinia's estate. The master had been called there for some meeting or other and had brought his full entourage with him. They would of course need to perform their duties later in the evening but for now they were free to wander and do as they pleased.
Everything was going nicely. The day was perfect, the plants were blooming, but then a shadow passed overhead. Nico looked up and thought it was some kind of bird. Then the others started

Nico was awakened by two pairs of scaly hands grabbing him and pulling him out of bed. He protested, but the kobolds paid him no mind, merely dragging him along, not allowing him to even put on his clothes.
He was dragged, kicking and nearly screaming down the halls and into a room he'd never been in. Inside to his surprise was a massive bathtub, already filled with fragrant perfumed water and bubbles. He was dragged over and unceremoniously dropped into it.
He came up for air, sputtering as

Normally Nico didn't pay much attention to his master's guests. He avoided those he could, and showed himself only when told to. While much of the harem was asked to entertain them he was rarely required to. It was just that dangerous for him. Too many people thought that enough coin could make up for an “accidental” consumption. In response his master tended to keep Nico locked away from others. He was brought out for introductions, brought out for dancing, but otherwise he was to k

Nico stomped through the palace wiping soy sauce from his face with a veil. His clothes were askew, he had pepper in his hair, and he was over it. He wanted to get to his room, clean up and forget all about what had happened.
“Nico.” He stopped hearing the hissing voice of his master. No, not like this. He turned and kneeled as he was taught, his clothes falling about him as he tried to hold them up. “You're out of uniform.”
Nico gritted his teeth to bite back a sarcast

The harem was for once all talking happily, joking and giggling. Nobody was fighting, nobody was arguing over clothes, nobody was soliciting the others for sex. It was a decent day. Nico lounged on his bed, his ears flicking this way and that while he watched everyone. They were all so excited. With good reason too. According to one of them it was the master's birthday. They were all conspiring on some sort of gift for him.
Nico himself was going over what his master could possibly want. What d

Nico climbed the tower wondering why he'd been summoned so early in the morning. He knocked on his master's door before slipping inside and kneeling.
His master lounged across his bed, looking sleepy but had some intensity about him. He perked up as Nico kneeled, and unbeknownst to him licked his lips. “Pet. Come to bed.”
Nico rose to his feet and entered the massive bed. He cuddled up to his master who moved his massive tail to hold Nico down. Nico was used to this and never tho

Nico and the harem were rushing back and forth throughout the castle, fetching and carrying anything and everything. The master had company this night, and there was much to do. After they would all be displayed for his viewing pleasure.
Nico slid a little as one of his veils came undone and tirpped him, but quickly stopped to get it back in place. Unfortunately this caused a pile up and a massive crash as things came tumbling to the ground. Dazed Nico looked up as he heard something slither pa

Nico dragged his feet as he walked. His hands were bound and his ankles shackled. His ears twitched and his tail flicked in defiance. He was dressed in ceremonial white as were the others he was with. They were lead through the forest and into a large cavern.
He stopped, letting the line holding him go taut, and was roughly pushed forward. He stumbled, dropping to his knees and refused to move. A harsh kick to the ribs was earned, and he rolled over before struggling back to his feet.
He didn'

Nico was wandering the bazaar stands, looking for anything shiny to decorate himself with. While his chest dripped with diamonds, his master had been hinting that he'd like to see more piercings and soon. Not one to disappoint, at least not if he wanted to be punished, he'd taken his meager savings out to find something nice. He was thinking more gold for his ears, perhaps hoops or an industrial.
He walked past the meat district, trying to ignore the pleas and cries of the “meat” on

The brothel went quiet as the master entered. Rarely did he grace the city with his presence. Workers and patrons alike stepped behind curtains or into private rooms to stay out of his way. His yellow eyes followed them all, trying to discern who had his lost property.
Nico was beyond late. That had never happened before. The man was annoyingly punctual most days. For him to be missing was...odd. He slithered further in, and entourage of kobolds and lizardfolk following in his wake. They hisse

The bell for the master's chambers was ringing. The harem all looked at each other sleepily. It was awfully late for their services. The arguments about who would go started immediately. They all had a duty but they all wanted their sleep as well. Somehow Nico found himself thrust out of their shared room and into the cold stone hallway. He shouted back at the door, banging on it, and was promptly hit in the face by his many gauzy veils as they were thrown out to him.
Grumpily he did himself up

Nico walked through the smokey room. The smells of exotic perfumes were in the air and nearly choking him. The bag of coins jingled in his hands as he peeked behind curtains, trying to best decide how to spend his time.
The master had decided that his service had been more than exceptional lately, and had given him the money and directions to go relax at the local brothel for the evening. Behind his purple veils he was blushing, having never been here before. Silly considering what his work was

Nico struggled again against his binds and looked around the cage. The gag in his mouth was making him drool, and his jaw was beyond tired. He went through the series of events that had brought him here, trying again to figure out what he'd done wrong.
The master had sent him to pick up some things in the marketplace. It'd been the usual rabble of humans, demi-humans, and beastkin. He'd picked up the items in question and was heading out when he was suddenly pulled into a side alley.
He wasn'

Nico wandered the paths of the master's garden. He enjoyed the free time when he could leave the bedroom he shared with the rest of the harem, and just do as he pleased. While the others preferred to stay inside, Nico would rather be among the plants.
He shrugged off his purple veils, causing the diamonds hanging from his collar and nipple piercings to jingle and shine. Tossing the veils aside he kept walking, happy with how the gold dust on his skin twinkled in the dappled sunlight. He went un

Nico knelt in place beside the others from the harem. He still didn't know how he'd gotten into this situation, but it was better than the alternative. Nekos were a delicacy after all in many parts of the country. His black, white tipped tail flicked back and forth nervously as he remembered a few close scrapes before he was found by his master.
The master, as they called him, was a massive lamia. As if thinking about him conjured the snake man, he slithered in, his black scales shining in the

Lilly opened the door to a tantalizing scent. It was subtly sweet, yet something akin to bacon. Her mouth watered thinking Nick had prepared something special for them both. She walked into the kitchen and stopped when she saw the big tray out and the empty platter. She looked around in confusion, her draconic head turning from side to side, looking for her human husband. With equipment that large she couldn't imagine that he'd eaten all of whatever it was. Crossing to the table she picked up an

Nick stared into the empty fridge with frustration. He'd forgotten to go shopping and Lilly was in a food coma after that lovely red head he'd brought her the night before. Not that she always ate the women he brought, sometimes she just played, but last night she'd been hungry and he'd been more than happy to watch.
Now he was hungry. And there was nothing to eat. He shut the door and sighed.
“Sir? Is something wrong?” came a small voice behind him.
Perched on the counter was one

It was hard being a human in a world of predators. All it took was looking a little too delicious and poof, you were gone. Still Nick felt relatively secure. He was happily married to a large and imposing dragoness, which kept most from looking at him too closely.
He'd grown complacent.
Looking back on it, taking a walk through the nearby forest unsupervised was really a terrible idea for anyone lower on the food chain. However Nick did it anyway. He walked through enjoying the cool breeze and

Nick was in trouble. It was the only way he could think to describe the situation. Here he was, in his own kitchen, trussed, tied, and shoved into a baking pan. How had this happened?
“Oh, here we go. Nice carrot selection you've got here.” The busty succubus crooned, waving a large one in front of his face. “Perfect for that sweet ass of yours.” Without further fanfare he cringed back as he felt the tip of the carrot probing his entrance. He was a fan of anal, much to h