Day Two
                              
When Dranix woke the next morning, he found himself at the bottom of a pile of furry, curvaceous bodies. Sometime during the night, the girls had climbed on top of him, and now they were both curled up on his chest, with his sexy little mouse-girl wrapped around the fox as the big spoon.

He woke them gently, and once they were done stretching, the mouse-girl climbed down to the bed's surface, and the fox just rolled over, landing on her back the the soft folds of the rumpled comforter. Soon, he was leading them to the bathroom, and introducing them to the wonders of taking a shower, and indoor plumbing. 

The naked duo then followed him into the kitchen to join him for breakfast. He told his pets that they'd check the traps after they all had a chance to eat. He made a bowl of oatmeal for the mouse-girl, eggs and toast for both fox-girls, then turned to making his own meal. 

After setting out some tools he'd need, he walked to the row of cages, and stopped at the one holding the small form of the pre-teen gnome. She was huddled in the far corner of the cage, arms wrapped around her curled up knees. She'd started shaking uncontrollably as soon as Dranix walked into the kitchen, but when he opened her cage, she started hyperventilating in terror. She'd seen what this monster had done to her mother, first brutally raping her, then butchering her alive, before cooking and eating her. 

In a haunted voice, the small gnome pleaded with “Is there anything I can do or say to get you to spare me?”

Dranix had been just about to grasp her body and pull her out of the cage, but he paused, then drew his clawed hand back. “I don't know. Why don't you try?”

She thought about it for a second, then realized she didn't really have a choice if she wanted to live. And she did, with all her heart. She'd thought at first that maybe it would be best if she just gave up. Maybe try to kill herself before that beast got his claws on her again. But she talked to the fox-woman in the cage next to her. She told her that the monster could be reasoned with, even bargained with, in good faith.

“My mother was training me to be the tribes new pathfinder. The gnome who would guide or people to to food, and away from dangers. She was just telling me how dangerous you were, when we stumbled into your trap. She'd also tell me about dangers in the woods, where they could be found, and how to deal with them.” She almost stumbled over her words, but managed to get it all out, and get the creature's interest.

“I know where most of the other creatures you call 'pests' live. I also know that the most destructive one you see in your garden are the ones you call 'imps'. I know where they have a nest. It's not far from here, and I know how you can capture all of them at once.” That's all she had. She just hoped it was enough to save herself.

Dranix sat back on his heals, thinking about what she'd just told him. She was right about one thing. Imps were a pain in his ass. They did a ton of damage when they raided his garden, and he'd only been able to catch them once. It had been a younger imp, so was more inexperienced than the rest of her kind, and had been caught for that reason. Any time they came to his garden, they didn't even eat anything. They just destroyed his crops! Tearing up entire rows of plants, or sabotaging his irrigation system, causing whole sections of his garden to whither and die. He'd just suffered such a setback when he'd caught that young imp. She took three days to die.

“Okay. You have my interest now. How can I catch them all at once?”

Her heart was racing now. It worked! If she was able to deliver on what she told him, she'd get to live! She then went on to explain of how he could make a knockout gas from herbs growing in his own garden. It would only work on imps, but that was fine.

After learning how to make the gas, he turned to the sister of the fox he and his pet had gotten to know last night. First, he called his newest red-furred pet over. She ran up to him, a happy smile on her face and stood waiting to see how she could please her new master.

“I want you to tell your sister about last night. I know she probably heard you yipping, and I want her to know why you were doing that.”

For the next few minutes, he just sat back and watched the byplay between the sisters. He could pinpoint the moment she told her sister about the sex they all had together, because her face suddenly matched her fur. Bright red. The yips and growls went on for a few minutes, then they both turned to  Dranix with hopeful looks on their lovely faces. 

He had a good idea what that look might mean. “You both want to stay here?” Eager nods were the response to that. “I'm glad to hear that. In that case, let me lay down your roles in my house, and the rules I want you to abide by. If you fail in your roles, or break my rules, I think you know what will happen, yes?”

With nervous looks to each other, they nodded their understanding.

“Alright. The first rule is you will not harm my mouse. If my mouse tells you to do something, you do it.” He glanced at the younger sister. “She can tell you how that works, later. Next, you stay inside, unless I'm with you. And finally, you will do whatever I tell you. If you don't, you're back on my menu, understood?” They nodded again.

“Your role in my house will be to help out around the house. Whether that's in the bedroom or the kitchen. I want you two to keep the house clean and tidy. This is OUR den, so treat it as such. In return, I will keep you well fed, and as happy as I can. I won't torture you, or needlessly cause you harm. That doesn't mean I won't punish you if you act up. My bed is your bed. We'll all sleep together, and I will have sex with you both, and my mouse-girl will join in, if she wants.”

“For now, I want you both to take care of the gnome.” He was interrupted here by the gnome herself.

“Greta. My name is Greta.”, she said, meekly.

“Right. You'll take care of Greta. Get her cleaned up, and then get her something to eat. Keep an eye on her. She's not part of the family, and I don't trust her yet, so she might still end up on my dinner plate.” The gnome paled at that, but didn't freak out, so he considered that a good sign. “Once she feeling a little better I'm going to have her come with me, so she can show me to where the imps call home. In the meantime, I'm going to mix up the knockout gas.”

They took the gnome to the bathroom to get her cleaned up, and Dranix started pulling out all the ingredients for the gas, with the help of his mouse-girl pet. An hour later, and they had finished making the gas, and the other had finished up a few minutes earlier, and sat in chairs around the kitchen table, the gnome sharing one with the younger fox sister.

He walked over and gently picked up the gnome child, carrying her to where he'd been working on the gas. “How does it look? Did we get it right?”

She picked up a pinch of the powder that the gas would come from, and took a taste. “Yes. It's just as I was taught. All you'll need to do is throw it in the air over their den. It'll react with the air, and work it's way into ever nook of their home, paralyzing them for around two hours.”

“Great. Are you ready to show me where they live?”

“I'm scared, but I'm ready.”, she said with only a slight tremor in her voice. 

Not wasting any more time, they headed out, the gnome riding in one of the large pockets of his overcoat.

Following her directions, it wasn't long before Dranix spotted the imp den. It was just a large pile of brush, nestled up against a large tree. Imps where minor demons, coming in an almost rainbow of colors, red being the most common. They stood about four feet tall, and lived in groups of up to twenty individuals, though around eight to ten (not counting young) was more common. They have hoofs for feet, long spade ended tails and small, non functional wings, as well as short and harmless horns coming out of their foreheads. Each den would have one male, the rest being breeding females, and young.

Dranix stopped about fifteen feet from the den, staying under cover while he looked for any kind of guard. After a few minutes of watching, he didn't see any signs of movement, so quietly moved closer. When he was five feet away, he emptied the bag of powder over the den, and watched the wind catch it, and send it into the multiple gaps in the sticks and branches making up the imp's home.

“How long should we wait before we start bagging them up?”, he asked the gnome.

“You can go ahead now. The gas is very fast acting.”, she told him.

He nodded, and started stripping away the brush. In the middle of the huge pile, he finally came across his first imps. It was a light red female, and her child who she clutched to her large chest. By the time he finished, he'd found nine adult females, one male, and six young, ranging from a newborn infant, up to a teenage female who looked to be thirteen or fourteen. Score!

It took a few trips, caring several imps at a time, but it was still less than thirty minutes before her had them all in his kitchen cages. For the first time since he'd stated setting traps, and catching pests, his cages were full! And that was a little worrying, because he hadn't run his trap line yet today. Well, he'd deal with that problem after he'd had breakfast.

While he was hauling all their asses home, he'd noticed most of the imps had woken from their daytime slumber. Not from the effects of the gas. No, they were still paralyzed, except for their eyes, which followed his movements as he worked on sorting them into different cages. 

To his girls who'd helped him with getting the imps sorted, he said “If it hadn't been for the damage these imps did to my garden, I would never have started putting out traps. I wouldn't have started catching and eating other pests, if not for them.”

He let that thought simmer with them, watching as anger blossomed on their faces. The most savage expression was from the young gnome, who'd lost her mother the day before. Not only was it fresh in her memory, but it had been an extremely brutal scene. Dranix could tell, this gnome was out for revenge now. If any of the girls had been looking, they would have seen a truly wicked grin on his face.

The gnome had told Dranix that the younger imps would be the first to recover from the gas, and that was proven true when he saw the newborn imp start moving after just over an hour. He went to that cage, which held all of the youngest imps (the newborn and two toddlers), and took her out. 

Holding the imp in one hand, he turned to his girls and asked “Do any of you want a baby imp?”.

Right away, his mouse-girl raised her hand, and started bouncing up and down, like some kid trying to get a teachers attention. 'Seems my mouse wants imp for lunch.', Dranix thought to himself as he held out the baby imp to his favorite new pet.

But, instead of the carnage he'd expected, instead he saw her snatch up the baby imp, and start cuddling her, making little baby mouse noises to it.

For a second, Dranix just stared at them, then he asked “So you're not going to eat her, I take it?”, in a credulous tone.

She shook her head vehemently 'no', and held the tiny imp even tighter to her chest, then looked up at him pleadingly.

He sighed, but knew he was going to give into his pet's wishes. He needed to take measures to ensure the creature didn't grow to become a hazard to his home, though. 

“Alright. You can keep her, but if she becomes a problem, I will kill her slowly. I'll do it with you watching, too. Are you ready to take on that responsibility?”

She gave him a confident nod, bouncing the growingly fussy imp child in her arms.

“Okay, but that baby needs milk, and while your breasts are awesome, they are not lactating. (a confused look at that word) You don't know that word? Ah. I mean, you're not making milk.”

His pet seemed to think for a moment, then with an excited look, she pointed at the baby imp's mother, the light red imp that happened to have been the first imp he'd come across in the nest. He figured out what she meant right away. They could milk that imp, until the infant was older, and no longer needed milk. 

He went to the cage containing the mother imp, opened the door long enough to pull her out, then slammed the door shut again. He walked over to his butcher's block, and as he stared down at the imps panicked eyes, he explained what he was doing. 

“Since we only need her tits, we can get rid of the useless bit, like arms and legs.” He chopped through the bones of her upper arms, just below her shoulders, then in two more swings, removed her legs just below the curve of her generous ass. Finally, he just snapped her tail off at the base. “And I don't want to hear her complaints, so I'm going to remove her ability to make any noise.” He picked up a steel skewer, then breathed flame over it. Once it was glowing red, he opened the imp's limp jaw, and used the heated steel to burn away her vocal cords, then using the the same skewer, he speared her tongue, drawing it out of her mouth, then bent over and taking the slim organ in his teeth, bit it off and ate it straight out of her mouth.

After searing the open wounds on her body with fiery spurts from his mouth, and stopping the bleeding. He then bent down and suckled from one of her milk filled breasts, curious to see what imp milk tasted like. He was pleasantly surprised when he found the milk to be both very creamy and sweet. Much tastier than bovine milk! He wondered if they were like cow-girls, in that when they were getting sexually stimulated, they produced not only more milk, but a higher quality product as well. He had a couple other imps that were producing milk, and one that would be starting to produce soon (the only pregnant imp he'd caught), and a male to get sperm from for artificially inseminating more females... 

Yes. This could be good. He'd save a few other females, and try starting his own imp dairy. He knew that imps bred fast, so he could afford to take out some of his anger and frustration on a few of the females with smaller tits.

With a plan of action in mind, he then asked his other two pets if they'd like to keep any of the younger imps like his mouse had, to which they both shook their head in the negative. He was glad at that, because he thought it would be fun to abuse the young in front of their mothers.

Before he started, he asked the gnome if, while they were paralyzed, could they still feel what was going on to their bodies. She told him that yes, they could feel everything that was done to them. The grin she saw on his face at that news sent a shiver down the young gnome's spine. She was very glad she was no longer a target for his anger, and she intended for it to stay that way. At any cost.

Leaving the de-limbed imp sitting in the sink, Dranix headed back to the row of cages. He saw that the younger imps had all come out of their paralysis, and were now watching him closely from the back of their respective cages. He went to the one cage with two toddler aged imps in it, and opened it up. He reached in, grabbing the leg of one of the panicking imp children while being mindful of their sharp hooves, and dragged her out. He carried her over to the kitchen counter by her ankle, then put her face up on it's surface, pinning her down with one hand.

He knew from his research into garden pests, that imps became sexually mature very early in life, so it wasn't much of a surprise to him to see that the imps vulva was more mature than the rest of her body. She was probably very close to being old enough to bred by the male imp. To bad she'd never get a chance to get fucked now, at least not by an imp.

Dranix decided to see if he could get such a young pest sexually aroused. He started rubbing her little pussy with his free hand, going slow and gentle, to start. At first, she tried fighting back by crossing her legs, but after a while, her struggles lessened, and then she starting to slowly spread her legs for him, until finally, she gave in completely to the sensations she was feeling. She even starting trying to arch her body up towards his fingers as they slipped between the soft lips of her pussy.

By now she was clutching at the hand pinning her down, instead of trying to push it away. He starting stirring the entrance of her sex with the tip of his finger, causing the child to moan in a manner that didn't match her age. He slowly lifted the hand pinning her down, but she didn't give any sign that she was going to run, so he reached down and freed his now hard cock from the confines of his pants, then reduced it's size somewhat. Enough that he'd at least be able to get it inside her small frame. He then returned the hand to her body, but instead of pinning her down, he slid it under her, sitting her up on the counter as he continued to stimulate her with the other, sinking a finger between her folds, and into her tight vagina. 

She closed her eyes, and threw her young head back, basking in the pleasure his fingers were giving her, when suddenly she felt him pick her up and quickly move her down. She opened her eyes just in time to see his member force it's way inside her. She felt like she was splitting in half as he shoved her farther down on his shaft, then everything went still. Her inner passage slowly loosened, and it started feeling good being filled up like that. She looked up at his face, and seeing a kind smile, she relaxed even more. 

When Dranix saw her finally stop panicking, and start enjoying herself again, he slowly drew her halfway off his dick, then slower pushed her back down. He slow sped up, increasing his pace to what she could handle. After a couple minutes, he could see she was getting close to her first orgasm. Unbeknownst to her, it would also be her last.

This was feeling better and better to the child imp, as his length slid across the tender flesh of her pussy. She started feeling a tingling in her belly, but it didn't feel bad. In fact, everything down there was feeling tingly, and she was starting to feel like she was going crazy, when she felt the walls of her sex start to pulse and twitch. She let out a cry that she'd only ever heard the adults make before. Then everything changed. Suddenly his thing was getting bigger, and longer. It was starting to really hurt! Her hips starting hurting as he stretched her beyond what her body could handle. Oh gods! It was wonderful!

Dranix had thrown his head back in pleasure as he let his member return to it's normal size as her came, and looked back just in time to see her pelvis split, and blood start poring out of both ends of the imp as his cock pulped her internal organs. Her body started spasming as she died, and he pulled the corpse off his dick, tossing it in the trash, before looking back to the row of cages.

He was just about to get another imp to destroy, when what his foxes were doing distracted him. They were staring at his blood drenched, still hard member as they made out with each other. With twin shudders they came, one after the other with their fox yips of pleasure, starting with the younger sister.

“Would the two of you like to get the next imp?”, Dranix asked with a knowing chuckle. After a little back and forth, they let it be know that yes, they would like to punish the next imp, and that when they pointed to the one they wanted, it was an adult female imp, with light teal colored skin and blue hair, and breasts that were on the smaller size.

He looked at the imp they wanted and saw that her breath was racing, and her eyes darted from Dranix to the lovely fox-girl sisters, and back again. It was obvious she was afraid, terrified even. He went over, pulled the cage door open, and used both hands to pick her up under the arms. He then turned around to the sisters.

“Where would you like to have her?”, he asked with a smile.

They both pointed to his butcher's block, so her carried her over, then asked “Face up or face down?”, which had them conferring for a moment. When they both pointed down, her draped her on the table, face down. 

Since their heads just barely cleared the top edge of the block, Dranix pulled a couple chairs over for them to use, and they quickly climbed up, one on each side of the still paralyzed female imp. The first thing they both did was run their hands over the generous curves of the imp's ass. The sisters seemed to be impressed by how shapely it was. 

Translated: 'She has a really nice ass!', said the younger fox. 

Her sister nodded, and said 'Yes, but it's too bad she doesn't have bigger tits. She might have been worth keeping for master to play with, but I think she's just meat. Do you think master will share her flesh with us?'

'He would for me. He liked putting his thing in me, and said I was a good girl.' She thought for a second, then told her older sister 'I think he will share it with you too. You're much prettier than me, so I'm sure he will be putting his thing in you tonight. I'm sure he wouldn't mind sharing ahead of that. Besides, he has lots of imps he can eat now.'

'So where should we start? I know! Let's spread her arms and legs. That way we can each have a side to play with.', the older sister suggested. 

Her sister agreed, and they spreadeagled the imp's limp body over the surface of block, exposing the imps surprisingly slick, smooth sex, dripping with arousal.

'Look at that! Is she turned on by the thought of what we can do to her?', the younger sister asked while she dipped a couple fingers into the imp's soaking wet pussy.

'I think she is! Quick. Have master turn her over! I think we can get her to answer yes/no questions, if she can blink.'

Dranix wasn't sure what they had planned for the imp, but when they spread the imps legs, then starting pointing and growling and yipping excitedly at whatever they saw, he was halfway ready when the younger one waved him over, and gestured for him to flip the imp face up. When he looked at the imps face, he saw in her eyes the fear he expected, but their was something else there, along with it.

The older fox sister was quick to get to the bottom on this odd reaction from the imp's body. 'Okay, I want you to give a long blink for “yes”, and two blinks for “no”. Do you understand?' When she saw a single blink, she gave a yip of joy, and clapped her hands in glee, and that reaction was mirrored by her sister.

'Are you getting turned on by what is happening here?', the younger sister asked the helpless imp. When she saw a single long blink, she turned to her new master with a huge smile on her face, then realized from his blank look, that he had no idea what she was excited about. She gave a short sigh, and turned back to the twisted imp. She was sure she'd have an opportunity to explain to him in time.

The younger sister ran her open palm over the imp's breasts and down her chest, to her stomach. She rested her hand there for a second, watching the imp watching her, then curled her finger, and dug her sharp claws across the surface of her skin, leaving four tracks of blood that slowly welled up and pooled in the imp's bellybutton. When she did that, the imp held her breath as she was scratched, then when the fox stopped, she let it out in a shudder.

'You LIKED that, didn't you?', she demanded to know from the imp. The imp fluttered her eyelids, then gave a single slow blink.

With a inquisitive look on her face, the older fox started questioning the imp. 'You do know that you are going to die, don't you?' (yes) 'Do you want to die?' (no) 'Do you like the pain?' (yes!) 'Are all imps like you?' (yes/no) 'Most are like you?' (yes) 'Do imps hurt each other to get off like you are getting off now?' (no) 'So it has to be pain inflicted on you by others?' (yes) 'Do you get off from sex?' (yes) 'Do you like it more if there is pain during sex?' (yes) 'Is a lot of pain better during sex?' (YES!) She paused her questions for a moment, not sure if she wanted an answer to the next one.

She took a steadying breath, then went ahead and asked. 'Are you okay with dying, as long as there is a lot of pain and sex?' A seemingly calm, single blink was her answer. 'This is the last questions I have for you, for now... Blink once for the first one, twice for the second. Do you want to be helpless while we fuck, torture and kill you or, do you want to be able to take part in your own end?'

There was a long pause before they got an answer. The imp seemed to be thinking hard about this. On the one hand, the thought of being utterly helpless, as the two predators (and perhaps their master!) violated her body, tore her flesh, and did who knew what else, had a lot of appeal. On the other hand, a lot could be said for being able to tell them what torments made her cum better, and being able to scream as she was tortured or fucked was a big turn-on, for her at least.

After almost a full minute of contemplation on the imp's part, she finally caught the eye of the older fox-girl, and gave two firm blinks.

For a moment, the only thing the elder fox sister could do stare at the imp, and blink in surprise. She'd always known that imps were twisted, evil creatures that took pleasure in tormenting any forest creature that was unlucky enough to fall into their clutches, before they'd devour their still living victims. She never thought their depravity would target even themselves! 

Now she just had to figure out how to explain to master what was going on, and why they would be waiting for the imp to be able to move before continuing with her sexual execution.

After a long, drawn out bout of a mix of hand signs, pantomiming and embarrassing demonstrations, the two sisters where finally able to make their master understand what was going on. When that happened, he seemed to be very pleased with the turn of events! One person there wasn't so happy. The mouse, still cradling the infant imp, climbed up so that she could ask the still paralyzed imp a question.

'Is it even possible for me to raise the baby to be a good girl?' It had been nearly two hours by now, and the imp was starting to be able to move a little, Enough to get out a few words, at least. 'I do not know... No imp has ever... been raised by anyone other than... another imp.'  

It's not the answer she wanted, but at least she hadn't been told it was impossible. She'd taken the infant because she wanted to make an imp that master didn't have to hate. One he might even grow to love. She decided she would give the child all the love and affection she could, and just hope it would be enough to counteract her demonic nature. Only time would tell.

Once the imp was released from the paralyzing effects she'd been under, she meekly remained in place on the butcher's block table. The only difference now was that she looked around at her killers and rapists with a mix of fear and giddiness. The master of the house looked down at her, lust and malice in his eyes. She felt heat rising in her groin as she looked at him. He was the one that would hurt her the most, would rape her the hardest. He would give her so many orgasms, before he ended her!

“Can you speak my tongue?”, he asked her coldly.

In a whispery voice that felt like it was caressing his cock and balls, she answered. “I can, master.”

“I need you to translate some things for me. If you do a good job, I promise to fuck you hard in the ass.” At his words, she shivered. A wanton grin blooming on her attractive face.

“Ooh! That sounds nice! What do you wish me to translate?”

“I want to know if my pets have names, and if they do, what they are.”

After a brief back and forth with his pets, the imp turned back to Dranix and told him “The older fox-girl's name is Nin. The younger is Ya. The mouse was never given a name.”

With a smile, he greeted his two fox-girls by name for the first time, then asked if his mouse would like him to name her. 

Through the imp, she told him that she would be honored if he gave her a name. Dranix could see from the happy expression on the mouse's face, that the imp was telling the truth.

“Well, I know it's not very original, but how about 'Mousy'? Would that be okay?” He didn't need the imp to translate the answer, because Mousy ran to him and gave him a big hug, looking up at him with tears streaking the downy fur on her cheeks, and a wide, a loving smile plastered across her face. He patted her on the head, and gave her a little scritch behind one of her large ear.

He sent Mousy and her foster imp out of the kitchen, telling her it wouldn't be something a good mother exposed her baby to. She gave him another quick hug, than took the child imp to the next room over, which was the living room. Once she was safely away with the child, Dranix turned back to the submissive imp. It was time to keep some promises.

He roughly flipped the female over. She immediately raised her ass in anticipation of what would come next. He took her long, flexible tail, and tied it to her short horns, forcing her back to stay arched and ass high. For his own comfort only, he took a moment to use two fingers to scoop some of the fluids dripping from her cunt, onto the pucker of her asshole, then used that same cunt to coat his shaft with more of her juices, by slamming into her a couple times, hard enough to bring a cry of pain from the doomed imp.

Once he felt he was lubed up enough, he realigned his dick and buried himself in her ass as hard as he could, bringing a cry of surprise and pain from the imp's plump lips, as his heavy balls slapped against her slit with an audible slap. He looked down and saw a little blood around the base of his cock. His girth must be just a little to big for her, since he hadn't torn her outright.

He pulled back, and started ravaging her curvy ass, slamming into her like a piston, and almost knocking over the sturdy table. He saw no reason to hold back. Imps had pissed him off for years now, and this bitch even seemed to enjoy the punishment he was giving her asshole, if the sounds coming from her lips were any indication. Hell! She even said she wanted as much pain as they wanted to inflict on her as she was getting fucked. 

As he was fucking her ass, he'd grabbed one of her ankles and pulled it up to her ass, twisting it until he felt and heard the delicate bones in it start to break. When he snapped it, he felt a flood of her juices splash against his upper thighs as she came with a warbling cry of ecstasy. As she came, the tight ring of muscle around his dick squeezed tighter, and he wasn't able to hold back any longer. He released deep inside her bowels, his balls contracting and spurting ropes of thick cum into her.

When he pulling his deflating cock from her ass, red-streaked creamy cum leaked out of her, and ran down between her legs, coating the lips of her quivering pussy. He leaned over her prone body, and whispered in her ear “Was it good for you, too?”, and she shuddered under him. 

“It was delicious, master. Will you hurt me some more, please?”, she purred back.

“Oh, we're going to destroy you, my pretty. Give me you hand please.” She raised her three fingered hand to him, and he took it gently in his own, kissing her soft palm and making her purr even louder, then he sank his teeth into the meat. He held her thrashing body down as he slowly ate her hand down to the wrist, crunching the delicate bones between his sharp fangs. The whole while, she never tried to pull away from the agony he was inflicting on her, despite how her body thrashed and bucked.

When he was done, he said “She's all yours, girls. Have fun.”. As soon as he got off her, the sisters dove at her pussy and asshole, using their tongues to clean his left over seed from her body, but making sure to nip and bite her as they did so.

Dranix decided he'd let the girls have their way with that imp, and he'd find one of his own to torment. He walked the few steps back to the line of cages, and addressing the caged imps, he asked “Who would like to be my next plaything?”

All the imps except for the male, raised their hands, even the remaining toddler. When the imps saw that they'd all volunteered, they all started clamoring for his attention, shouting out with reasons why THEY were the best choice to go next, but one did catch his attention. That one said “I want to be eaten alive!”. Unfortunately, he couldn't be sure who'd said it, seeing as they were all yelling at the same time.

“Quit! Who said they wanted to be eaten alive?” His command for silence was so loud, that everyone in the room froze in place, and it was a few moments before one of the imps raised her hand shyly. Her color stood out from the rest of the caged imps, in that she was a striking shade of bubblegum pink, with long dark green hair. Like all imps, her eyes were a solid black, that he knew would glow red at night. She might have been taller than the other imps, but he could be sure while she was sitting in the cage with two other females. 

He thought to himself that she was really quite lovely, too. With a heart shaped face, with soft delicate features, she looked more like a wood nymph. The other imp females, while still lovely, had looks that leaned more towards severe sort of beauty. She was also a good deal more curvy than the other imps, with a larger chest and wider hips than her fellow imps, that gave her a wonderful hourglass figure. He had to wonder if she might be a hybrid. Part imp and part nymph.

Even if she wasn't a hybrid, her breasts were large enough that her life wasn't in danger from him. She'd make too good of a dairy imp for her to wasted in his need for vengeance. That didn't mean he didn't want to have a little fun with her, though. He opened her cage, and helped her step out. When she was out and on her feet, she stood in front of him, trembling in fear, and unable to look him in the eyes.

He'd been right about her height. She stood almost a head taller than her fellow imps. He reached out and raised her chin up with one finger. She finally met his gaze with a nervous smile.

“Hello little one. My, you are very pretty! Was your mother a nymph, by any chance?”, he asked her gently.

“She was. My sire caught her, mated with her, then once she'd given birth to me, he ate her.” She said as a tear ran down her cheek.

“Have you ever even been in my garden?”, he asked her.

At that, she started crying! “Yes. But it was only once! I saw a plant with big yellow flowers, and I wanted to see if it smelled as nice as it looked. I'm sorry!”

“Easy, little one. I wouldn't get angry at someone for sniffing a few flowers, so know that I'm not mad at you. It seems you got a good deal of your mothers kind and nurturing nature. And I'm betting, you're not even sure why you want me to eat you alive, do you?”

She shook her and, and with a sniffle, said “No. I don't know why I said that... But it's true. Even now, the thought of a large, dominant male predator... Like you, devouring me alive... Look what it does to me?!” And she reached between her legs, ran a finger through her slit, then showed him the now wet digit.

It was only then that Dranix noticed that she had four finger and a thumb, unlike the other imps with two fingers and a thumb. He gently took her wrist and pulled her hand to his mouth. When he took her finger into his mouth, and licked her finger clean, she shuddered in pleasure, letting out a cute little moan as she did. He looked down, and with a smile, saw that there was a trail of clear liquid trickling down her inner thigh now. 

“Did you just envision me eating that other imps hand?”, he asked, glancing over to where Nin and Ya were fisting the imp in question, one up her ass, the other almost elbow deep in her sopping cunt. When he looked back to the pink imp, she gave a quick nod as her cheeks turned a deep crimson as she blushed in embarrassment.

“Don't feel bad. I think that's the demonic part of you effecting your sexual tastes. But tell me something. Is it true that imps and nymphs can both fully heal from any wound that doesn't remove a limb?”

“That's what I've been told, but I've never really been hurt, other than some bumps and bruises as a young one, so I don't know for sure if it's true.”, she answered honestly.

“It's true.”, one of the other imp women stated. “I once got caught up in a barb wire fence, and was torn up pretty bad. Even had a chunk of my ass ripped off. Afterwards I dragged myself back to the den, and when I woke up the next day, there wasn't even any scars like you see on other creatures. I was hungry as fuck, though.” 

As the informative imp talked, Dranix noticed that the pink imp started rubbing her legs together, and he could smell her arousal growing. He leaned over and whispered into her ear “Well, since you'll heal, do you still want me to... Eat you?”

In a breathless voice, she said “Yes please.”

He led her over to the kitchen table and sat down, pulling her into his lap. “Do you have a name?” he asked the nervous imp as he ran his hands over the smooth skin of her arms.

“No. Imps don't have names, except for the males.”, she replied in a still timid voice.

“Would you like it if I gave you a name. I think you're special, and deserve one.”

“I... Th... Think I'd like that.”, she stuttered as Dranix's hands went from her arms to the naked flesh of her sides.

Dranix's cock had already grown as hard as it could get, and it snuggled between her legs as she sat on his lap. Each time she talked, his shaft would twitch, rubbing against the silky lips of her pussy.

“I want to try just having sex with you, since I'm guessing this is your first time.” He ran his hands from her side around to the front of her body, bringing his hands up to cup her full breasts. “If you still want to try the painful route afterwards, I'll be happy to oblige you. How does that sound to you?”

His hands were so strong, yet gentle. She had thoughts of those hands doing other things to her, other than just rubbing over her skin. Some of those thoughts had them going around her slim neck and squeezing tighter and tighter. Others were where he squeezed her breasts, and even put his fingers inside her. Both felt good. Both made her drip with arousal.

“That sounds good. May I call you 'Master'? For some reason, that just feels... Proper.” Her voice was so soft and timid, he had to lean close to hear her. He smiled at her response and question.

“You may call me that if you like for now. It's yet to be seen if you'll be able to call me that tomorrow. It all depends on if you survive today.” With that, he lifted her up. “Guide me inside, Bubblegum.” As her soft hand wrapped around the end of his member, and guided him to the entrance of her heated sex, she thanked him for her new name, then he let her slide down his shaft and her ability to think temporarily stopped working.

Damn, but she was tight! He'd forgotten to reduce the size of his member, and at first he'd been afraid it might be too much for her, but it seemed she inherited at least some of the nymphs ability of accommodation, a special little bit of magic that let them mate with virtually any creature without taking damage. 

Her insides felt like a velvet vice around his shaft as her lips stretched around him. He could feel the head of his cock pressing against her cervix, and if he pressed up inside her even another inch, he was sure he push right through to her womb. He lifted her up just a bit, to make it a little more comfortable for them both. Her ass felt fantastic in his hands as he did so. He was waiting for her to become accustomed to his size, so when he felt her ass start to gyrate in his hands, he was pleasantly surprised.

His dick felt so good inside her! She couldn't believe how awesome it felt being this filled up. It was as if she'd just found something she'd been searching for all her life, and never even known she had needed! When Master took to long to start doing something, she decided to try something on her own, by just wiggling her bottom around a bit. Oh! That was even better. She loved the way his shaft felt, rubbing her inner walls.

Dranix lifted her up slowly, inching his way out of her tight passage. When she was just barely on him, he slid her down quickly, keeping his hands on her ass to keep her from painfully bottoming out on the end of his cock. He did it again, and had the imp in his lap crying out for him to go faster. Dranix would love to go faster, but the position they were using was made for speed, so he gripped her hips and lifted her entirely of him, but only for as long as it took to bend her over the table.

Once she was bent over, he slid back inside and started thrusting in long strokes, each one kissing the door to her womb. When Dranix felt himself growing close to release, slowed down then drew to a stop, buried to the hilt in her.

“Why did you stop, Master? Did I do something wrong?”, she asked in a breathless pant, a note of worry in her voice.

“Not at all, my dear. I just want this to last a bit longer. I also would like to look at your beautiful face as we have sex.” He then turned her over so that she was face up on the table's surface. Dranix rubbed her clit with his thumb, garnering a look of surprise from the lovely imp.

He then lined up the head of his cock to her inviting entrance, and with a long slow stroke, pushed all the way into her quivering snatch. She let out a load moan as almost a foot of very thick cock stretched the walls of her sex. When he bottomed out once again against the entrance to her womb, she threw her head back, her mouth opening into an 'O' as her whole body shook, causing her soft breasts to bounce invitingly.

Dranix bent over and took her mouth with his. She parted her plumb lips for him, and he gladly took the invitation by sliding his reptilian tongue past them, and soon their tongues were dancing over each other.

Now that Dranix had a taste of this sexy pest's mouth, he wanted to see if her flesh tasted as heavenly as her lips did, but he'd leave that as a choice for her, and only after he'd shown her how regular sex could be. He held her close as his hips ground his member into her pussy in short, sharp strokes, making her body jolt forward on the slick surface of the table. Her hips strained to meat each stroke, but as he sped up it became harder to keep up. No because she couldn't keep up, but because she was finding hard to focus enough to do so.

When she came again, Dranix held her so tight, that only her hips were able to do the shaking that the rest of her body was unable to do. The feeling of her walls spasming around his shaft proved to much for Dranix to take, and with a guttural snarl, the coiling spring that had been getting tighter and tighter as he'd been fucking the imp, finally let loose, and what felt like a gallon of sperm painted the walls of Bubblegum's sex.

With a shocked look at her Master, she realized he'd just impregnated her! But how was this possible? She knew that only male imps could impregnate females imps, though they could impregnate other females species. Was it another part of her nymph heritage? Or was it something about this strong male predator that made it possible? She could already feel things changing inside her body, like the milk glands in her breasts gearing up to feed her young. Imp pregnancies were a fast affair, only lasting 30 days, though nymphs took nearly a year before they gave birth. How would hers go? She guessed only time would tell. For now, she wouldn't say anything, because there was a good chance she'd be dead and eaten in a few minutes.

The surprise on the imp's face, along with the deep crimson blush that stretched all the way down to the top of her shapely breasts, had Dranix grinning. They were both breathing deeply as he slowly continued to fuck her tight passage, just enjoying the way her walls clung to him each time on the 'out stroke'.

“So, my lovely little pest, do you want to go again, this time with some teeth involved?”, Dranix asked, as he clacked his sharp teeth next to her ear. Her tunnel clenched down on his shaft at the sound, and she let out an adorable moan that made his cock twitch inside her.

The thought of her lover taking a bite, while they were in the middle of having sex made her heart flutter. Would it hurt so much that she wouldn't be able to enjoy that massive cock that was still filling her so much? Would it make the sex that much better? She had to know, even if it meant her death.

“My body is yours, Master. To do with as you see fit.”, she said, batting her eyes at him.

He leaned over her soft and welcoming body, then started laying a line of kisses leading from her pillowy lips, over her jawline, down her delicate neck, then across her clavicle to the soft slope of her shoulder. Once there, Dranix gently sank hes teeth into her flesh, taking a small bite. As soon as he did this, she clenched tightly around his member, her body twitching as she came hard. 

He almost climaxed as well, but held off for the moment, thanks to his hunger. He didn't stop with that one bite. He kept taking tiny bites from her flesh, as he worked across her upper chest until her came to the swell of her lovely breast.

“If I ate your breast, would that count as 'dismemberment'?”, he asked the pink skinned imp.

In an excited and breathless voice, she answered “Since there are no bones involved, no, I would heal in a single night.”  

With a grin, he replied by saying “Then thank you for this bounty.”

He took her nipple in his mouth, giving the stiff nub a lick while it was trapped helplessly between his teeth. When the imp starting arching her back to press her tit closer to him, he took more of the soft globe into his mouth, and oh slowly closed his jaws over the soft, yielding flesh of Bubblegum's breast. 

At first, she only felt his teeth pressing harder against her tender breast, then those sharp weapons of a predator pierced her soft flesh. She felt only a trickle of blood at first, but as they dug deeper with a stinging pain that felt weirdly wonderful to her twisted soul, she felt a spurt of her own hot blood, and heard her master slurping it up. His cock never stopped sliding in and out of her quivering passage, even as he dined on her tit. When she felt one of his hands gently start stroking the back of her neck, tenderly comforting her, even as he ate of her flesh, she could help the reaction she had. 

For a second, Dranix thought she might be struggling to escape his embrace, and he paused his chewing of her tasty breast, but when he looked up at her face, she saw that she had the most radiant smile he'd even seen on anyone's face. At the same time, she was crying like a baby, tears streaming down her face. He released her mangled teat, pulling back in shock at her reaction.

“No! Please don't stop! It doesn't hurt that bad.”, she desperately told him.

He shrugged and went back to her breast. It was covered with tooth marks puncturing her pink skin. Each small wound had a trickle of blood seeping from it. Even her nipple was pierced and leaking. He had yet to take a proper bite of her flesh, and thought it was about time to do so, so Dranix once again took her breast between his sharp teeth, her stiff nipple against his tongue, and bit it, and another quarter of her soft globe, and started chewing the delicate flesh. 

He gave a soft 'mmm' of pleasure he got from the flavor. He was honestly surprised at how good she tasted. Dranix had long thought that imps would be tough and stringy and might taste of sulfur, given their demonic origins. Far from it! At least with his pink imp. Her flesh was tender, and the flavor, even  raw, was a mix of sweet and savory and just a hint of spiciness. Her nipple remained stiff, even though it was now separated from the rest of her body. Dranix had separated the morsel from the rest of her breast meat right away, then tucked it against his cheek as he enjoyed the larger portion of meat. When he finally got around to tasting the nipple, he was rewarded with a burst of that spicy flavor he'd gotten a hint of from the larger helping of breast meat, as soon as his teeth pierced it.

His focus returned to the soft feminine form that he was still slowly thrusting into. Her face was flushed, and she was staring at where her breast had been, just moments before.

“Are you still alright?”, he asked her after swallowing her flesh.

She started, as if just now realizing he was still there. “Yes!”, she said in an odd squeak. She shook her head, like she was trying to clear it, then said in a more normal tone. “I seem to have enjoyed that more than I thought I would. My I climax now?”

Dranix gave a dry chuckle. “Please. Go right ahead.”, he told her. A second later, her legs clamped around his waist, and her whole body started to shudder as she came with a guttural scream and a spray that splashed against his balls and thighs. 

Afterwards, she went limp under him, her whole being seeming to have been spent on that explosive orgasm. Dranix pulled out of her dripping snatch and grinned at the sight of her pussy leaking over his kitchen table. He picked her limp form up, and placed her in an empty cage, leaving the door open. He didn't think she'd try to run away, even if she did wake up any time soon. 

He turned to the cages and addressed the remaining imps. “I'm going out to check my traps. If any of you cause any problems for my pets, I'll cast all of you out. That means no sex. No getting eaten. Do you all understand?”

They all (but the male) gave him fearful nods, and a few mumbled “Yes, Master.”, even the toddler seemed worried at the thought she would get fucked and eaten by him. He could only shake his head at their depravity they all showed.

He grabbed a few sacks for whatever he might find, then told his pets not to remove any more limbs from the imp they were tormenting, then headed outside.

Dranix stalked out through his garden to the first of his traps. Sadly, it held nothing but some stray leaves that had blown in over night. With a grunt of disappointment, he walk along the wall to the next one. This was the one the gnome child said her people liked to use, and sure enough, he found he'd caught an entire family of the pint sized pests!

In the cage were two males and three females. The males looked like a father and teen son. The females were a young adult female, and what looked to be two young twin sisters, both at what he would guess was the cusp of adulthood. 12... Maybe 13 years old, he guessed.

Dranix had tried eating a male gnome once, and had found their flavor to be downright fowl, so he reached into the cage and snapped the necks of both males, then tossed the carcasses over the wall. Then ignoring the screams of the remaining females, he quickly stripped then to make a better judgment on what he'd caught.

The young adult female had large breasts, bigger than her own head, a narrow waist and wide hips and a thick ass. Her slit was smooth as a babe's bottom, which had him licking his lips.

The twins turned out to be slightly older than they'd first seemed. Both where sexually mature gnomes, which meant he'd be able to have some fun with all three before he cooked them up for meals. He plucked them from the cage one at a time, and tossed them all into one of his bags.

Once his catch was secure, he continued his patrol, walking with purpose to the next trap. When he saw what he'd caught in this one, a grin spread across his face. Huddled in the corner of the trap was a white haired bunny-girl. A very pregnant bunny-girl! She held one of her furry paws over her gravid belly, while the other clutched one of the bars that made up the walls of the trap. Her whole body shivered in fear. 

Like all bunny-girls, she was quit small. Only a little over two feet tall. She had long white ears, and large digitigrade furred feet, and a little puffball of a tail just above a very shapely ass. The fur on her arms and legs only covered them up to the knees and elbows. The rest of her body was smooth skinned and very pale. Her breasts, while not huge, where still perfect in shape, and matched her frame nicely.

Using both hands, Dranix gently picked her up, then held her to his broad chest, and stroked her silky soft ears until she stopped shaking. Once she calmed, he gently but her into another sack.

Dranix was torn when it came to bunny-girls. Even his dark nature couldn't help but want to cuddle the incredibly cute and docile creatures, but more than most creatures he caught, they were a real threat to his garden. Normally he'd get them calm, then dispatch them as painlessly as he could, or take them miles away and release them at a nature reserve he'd known of for years,  but this was the first pregnant one he'd ever caught, and the thought of killing her just didn't sit well with him. He'd have to think about what he wanted to do.

He walked swiftly to the next to last trap. This was one of his more well hidden traps, that often caught the more intelligent pests that plagued his garden. What he found truly shocked him. Two female creatures huddled together in the trap. One was an adult, and she held the other female in her arms. They were dirty, and their hair was disheveled, but they both looked healthy. The younger of the two looked to be twelve years old, maybe a year younger or older on either side of that. The older one looked like she was in her mid twenties. They both had smooth tanned pink skin, and by the way they looked, he suspected they were mother and daughter.

The mother was about five and a half feet tall with long golden blonde hair that reached down past her shapely ass, while the daughter was about a foot shorter, with hair of the same hue, but that only reached half way down her back. The mother had very nice breasts, with large dark nipples. They looked nicely firm and perky. The daughter, on the other hand had small breasts that were almost conical in shape, tipped by small pink nipples, and obviously still developing. 

All that wasn't much out of the ordinary. The surprising thing about them was that they were human! And that was good news for Dranix, because he hadn't gotten to taste human flesh in over a century, and now he had the chance to taste his favorite meat once again.

Not only did humans have just about the best flavor of any creature he'd ever tasted, but they also were very fun to rape and abuse, and both of these females were lovely, so he was looking forward to getting them inside where he could 'get to know them' better. 

“Can you understand me, humans?”, Dranix asked in a flat voice.

“Y.. Yes. We can understand you.”, the mother said, her voice shaking with fear. “What are you going to to with us?” 

“Well, first I'm going to clean you both up. Then I'm going to fuck you both, maybe torture you a little, but once I get bored with all that, I'm going to eat you both.” Dranix explained this all with a friendly smile on his face.

Isabelle knew they shouldn't have gone onto the garden. It had looked too good to be true, too easy to get an easy meal, and she had been right. Why hadn't she listened to that voice in the back of her mind? Now both her and her daughter had been caught by one of the monsters, and not only was he going to eat both of them, but he'd just told that he was going to rape and torture them first. She leaned in and whispered in her daughter's ear “I'm sorry Ellie. I'm so sorry. Mommy loves you, and she is so sorry!”. Her daughter didn't respond, she just kept silently sobbing, her shoulders shaking with the force of her tears.

Ellie knew they were doomed as soon as her mother had insisted on raiding the garden. It looked too good to be true, and it turned out that was right on the nose. It's not like they had needed the extra food from this garden. They did just fine foraging in the woods for food. Now? They WERE food.

Dranix reached in, grabbing the daughter by her arm, and pulling her harshly from her mother's grasp. Once he'd closed the trap back up, keeping the mother from interrupting. He wanted to get a better look at her, and to get a little taste. He picked her up and effortlessly flipped her upside down. Oh! She has a very pretty pussy, and she must have cleaned it recently, because it's spotlessly clean. I bet she tastes sweet, Dranix thought at the sight of the young human's sex.

He flicked his forked tongue out and ran it across her soft labia, and into the valley between them, sampling her flavor. He'd been right! She was sweet tasting. He could also tell from that taste that she was right on the cusp of sexual maturity. In fact, she might have already entered it. That would explain why her sex was being kept so clean.

He flipped her back upright to look her in her frightened face. “You just had your first menstrual flow, didn't you?”, he asked her bluntly.

The odd question, and the way it was delivered in such a casual manner, snapped Ellie out of her terror.

“What? I... Yes. How did you know that?” She glanced furtively at her still caged mother as she answered. She hadn't shared that news with her mother yet.

“I tasted it when I licked your sweet sex. Your fertility changes your flavor if you haven't produced any young of your own yet. For the better, I might add! Fear not though. I have many other females I'll be eating before I get to you and your mother.” The last bit he said with a frightful looking smile, full of very sharp teeth.

Hmm... These human females are too big for my sacks... I know! Dranix put the young human back in the trap, then walked over to his tool shed. After a little digging, he found some rope. He cut it into two lengths of eight feet each, then tied a loop at one end of each, creating a couple makeshift leashes. He also grabbed some twine to bind their hands.

Once back at the trap with the two humans, he first pulled out the young girl, tied her hands behind her back and put the leash on her. Once he had that one secured, getting the mother to cooperate was easy.

Dranix harshly commanded them to “Keep up. Behave. Stay silent.”, then walked with purpose to the last trap. That one was as the far corner of his property, very close to the woods on that side. It was also the only trapped that seemed to even get any fey in it... Though it had been a long time (over a year) since he'd last caught anything in it. But he still checked every day, just in case.

Still a few yards away, Dranix heard something that to him, was music to his ears. Fowl mouthed cursing that would make a drill Sargent blush. That could mean only one thing.

He'd caught fairies. And indeed, when he got to the trap, he found that he hadn't caught just one fairy, but two of them!

Both were about three feet tall, with slim, but very feminine builds. They wore short skirts made of green leaves that hugs their bodies like second skins. They also had butterfly like wings that matched the color of their hair. For one, that meant for one, she had both purple wings and hair. The other hard scarlet hair and matching wings. They were both achingly beautiful, in an alien way. Their eyes were too large for their faces, and they had unnaturally high cheekbones that made them look somehow regal.

Dranix was so excited because fairies were incredibly fun to play with, either through torment and pain, or sexually. Similar to gnomes, fairies magical nature gave them the ability to accommodate any size partner, no matter how small or large. Unlike gnomes, fairies didn't taste very good, unless fed a special diet of what was called 'fairy's bane' for a month or more. The ingredients for which Dranix had in plenty in his garden. 

“Ah fuck. I think we're gonna get fucked Amethyst, and not in a good way.”, the scarlet haired fairy told her friend. 

“Yep. I bet he's going to use our bodies like fleshlights. My pussy is getting sore just thinking about it, Ruby.”

“Would you let us go if we gave you a sexy show and a double blowjob, big guy?”, Ruby asked her captor.

“You're going to do that and more as my play things, little bugs. Can you guess what I'm going to do first?”, Dranix asked with a wicked grin.

“You're going to clip our wings, aren't you?”, Amethyst sighed in resignation.

“Correct. Put you wings through the bars, and I won't just rip them off.”

First Ruby, then Amethyst put their back to the bars, slipping their gossamer wings through the bars as instructed. Dranix used his pocket knife to cut a wedge from the bottom of each of their wings, rendering them flightless. If they lived long enough, they would eventually heal, but that would take many months, and it was unlikely they would live long enough for that to come about. Without their wings, they were almost helpless. Their legs were not strong enough for them to run very far. Fairies spent most of their time flying and floating in the air with their strong wings. The only reason they'd come down to earth and gotten trapped, was because Dranix had baited his trap with a cup of brandy. One of the favorite treats for the fey folk.

“Can you guess what's next?” Dranix asked.

“You want us to get naked, then get in one of those sacks of yours?”, the purple haired fey answered.

He simply nodded, and with a good deal of grumbling, the two lovely ladies started peeling the leaves from their supermodel bodies, while Dranix practically drooled as more of their skin was revealed. That skin wasn't like most skin. It was pearly golden in color, seeming to almost glitter in the sunlight. It was also without a single mark or blemish marring their flawless forms. Their breasts, while not large, seemed to defy gravity. It took a good deal of willpower on Dranix's part not to ravish their bodies right there and then. Instead, he held the sack open, until they finished climbing into it. He tied the neck off it into a knot, then tied it to the others and put it over his shoulder.

He quickly made his way back to his house, and once inside, he first tied the humans to a ring on the wall next to the cages, then distributed his catch to his food cages. For the first time in months, Dranix had a full pantry. He knew it would remain that way long, but what he had now would still last for a week or so, and thanks to the imps, he had the chance to start breeding his own food now. He might even have the male imp breed with some of his other catches, to create more hybrids, like Bubblegum. In fact, why not start the breeding program right away?

Before starting, he went to the imp now laying on her stomach on the surface of his butchering table. It looked like his pet fox girls, Nin ans Ya, had been having a lot of fun! The imp was a slobbering mess, quivering in orgasmic aftershocks, with chunks of her once shapely ass missing where the fox-girls had fed from her.

The foxes backed away as he flipped the imp back over. “I'm feeling a little hungry from my walk through the garden. You'll do as a snack.” He then sat her up, and after giving her a savage kiss, he leaned over and took her right breast in his mouth, sucked her nipple until it stiffened a bit more, then started chewing. The imp started climaxing and screaming “Eat my titty, Master! Eat me!”

Dranix kept chewing until he could see her ribs, then switched to her other tit and did the same. Once he finished eating her breasts, he pushed her onto her back, grabbed her legs and spread them apart to get at her sex. Gripping her thighs, he lifted her crotch up to his mouth. Dranix growled “I want you to cum in my mouth before I eat your nasty imp cunt!”

He watched her face light up with delight and desire, and her remaining hand went to her pussy in a flash. She started playing with herself, running her fingers frantically through her puffy labia, and rubbing her swollen clit. He could see deep into her tunnel, since the imp kept her lips spread for him. Her passage was soaked with her juices already, and it wasn't long before her saw the walls start to twitch as she brought herself to a full body orgasm. As soon as she started to squirt, his jaw shot forward. His lower jaw dug into the flesh at the base of her entrance, while his canines burrowed into the mound just above her clit. His tongue rolled out and started swiping up all her juices. Once she stopped spraying into his mouth, but while her slender body still twitched through her climax, Dranix slowly closed his jaws.

First, hist teeth started digging deeper into her soft flesh, spilling her spicy tasting blood and mixing with her sweet cum to create a new flavor that Dranix was growing to love. Next, her felt the soft flesh of her pussy lips start to tear as his teeth cut the flesh away. Then  her body convulsed in his grip as his upper teeth finally reached the cluster of nerves that made up her clitoris. He felt one tooth catch at the base of that sensitive nub and start pulling it out by it's root. She orgasmed again, and this one was the biggest yet, with her absolutely flooding his mouth nonstop with her tasty fluids. She only stopped spraying into his mouth once his teeth tore through the source of the liquid, and her tender cunt was only a chunk of especially soft and tender meat that he chewed with a bliss filled look on his face.

With a gulp, her sex slid down his gullet. I few seconds later, the other female imps started clamoring and begging him to eat their pussies next. Dranix chuckled at their eagerness to become his food, but he had to clean up a little before he could start making his lunch. The dish he wanted to make would require his utmost focus, and that would be hard to maintain with the mess his kitchen was right then.

He picked up the mangled but pleased imp up by her waist and but her in with Bubblegum, then closed the cage. Then he went to the limbless mother imp in his sink, and put her in with some of the other imps, but only after taking another sip of milk from her huge breasts. Such a sweet flavor!

He wrapped up her limbs, in preparation to putting them in his freezer, when a thought hit him. The mother imp's tongue and vocal cords are going to grow back by morning. I wonder if she'll be okay with losing her child to a mouse-girl?

Oh well. That was a concern for tomorrow, so he finished wrapping the meat, and but it away for another day. He then wiped down all the surfaces in the kitchen, cleaning up the blood, cum and other bodily fluids, then cleaned the dishes from breakfast with the help of his foxes. While he was doing that, he noticed the young gnome girl Greta, sitting in the corner. He thought to himself Oh yeah! I almost forgot about her.  

“Greta, thank you for your help in capturing the nest of imps. Can you help me capture more of the pests that plague my garden?”

It took Greta a few moments to answer the monster. All she'd witnessed today had left her shaken to her core, and she needed to reboot her brain to answer his question.

“I don't think I can help you catch any others, but I can either take you to their homes in the forest, or draw you a map showing where they are.”

Dranix went to get some paper and a pencil, then returned to the kitchen. He put them on the table, then gently picked up the gnome child and placed her on the table. “Here you go. Do you need anything else to draw your map?”

“No, thank you. These will do nicely.” The monster then pulled out a seat and sat next to her, and soon they were joined by his fox-girl pets, all watching her work. The map she drew was quit detailed and well drawn. It showed all the homes of the different creatures that the monster might consider 'pests', the paths they used in the forest and around his property, as well as a list of the times they were active, or when they slept. She'd even included all the homes and villages of her own species, the gnomes. Everything was marked and noted by species, numbers, and when it came to some of the gnome locations, even names of individuals.

“When you go after the gnomes, I would ask that you spare this homestead.”, and she circled one of the gnome bases that lay quit some distance from Dranix's home. It was almost at the edge of map, which meant it was near the far edge of the woods. “That's where the rest of my family lives, and they have never invaded you garden. My mother and I lived here.” She circled a different spot on the map, a small gnome village that was in fact the closest to Dranix's garden. “It's called 'Shadetree Village'. That's where those three you just brought back come from. The older one is named 'Odda'. The blonde is named 'Astrid', and her sister with the brown hair is called 'Smilla'. They are all sisters, and raid your garden almost every day with their father and little brother. I won't bother giving you their names, because I assume that since they are not here, you must have killed them already, or they ran.”

“Yes. Your males taste terrible, so I disposed of them. Are any of those three worth sparing for any reason?”  He was curious about her response.

Greta thought for a moment before she answered while staring at the gnomes in question. “Well, I know that Odda is a very good herbalist, and rumor has it she likes to fuck wolves and other canines. Smilla and Astrid are in an incesteous lesbian relationship with each other. I once spied them licking each other's pussy in the bathing house. They didn't notice I was there, at the time. Other than as entertainment, I'm not sure what else might make you spare them.”

The reaction from the trio of caged gnomes ranged from shock to outrage at first, but as the gravity of Greta's words sank in, fear returned to their faces and bodies. Dranix's reaction to Greta's words was to stare at the nude bodies and lick his lips in a hungry fashion that sent a shiver down down the trios backs.

“Thank you Greta. You've done a good job. And I promise to spare that gnome home, and you. I'll also get you some clothes if you want some, though I like watching your cute little ass when you run around. Now, unless you want to watch what I'm going to be doing to one of those gnomes, you can go watch a show in the living room. The controller for the entertainment center is on the coffee table.”

“Thank you, sir. And yes. I don't think I want to watch what's going to happen.”, she said. “Can you please help me down?”

Dranix helped her down, and then watched her shapely ass wiggle as she made her way out of the kitchen. Once she was gone, he turned to Mousy, who had come back in at some point. She was carrying the infant imp on one hip, and had that lovely smile on her face that he loved so much.  

“Do you want to join me for lunch, Mousy?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Okay. Let me see if I can get you a babysitter so you can help out.”

He got up and went to the caged imps. The mother imp was sharing a cage with one other female, and he addressed them both. “I need you to watch the child for a while. Are you willing to do that?”

“If you eat our pussies for dessert, we'd be happy to do anything you wanted, Master.”, the blue haired imp said with a flirtatious wink.

With a grin full of sharp teeth, Dranix said “Deal.”, then motioned Mousy to bring the baby over.

Once the imp still with arms brought the child to the red skinned imp's teat to feed, Dranix moved to the gnome's cage. He looked in at the curvaceous bodies of the naked gnomes. All of them were much more attractive than the gnome he'd had for dinner yesterday, so he decided that no matter which one he chose, he'd take more time playing with her than he had with that one.

He couldn't make up his mind, so he decided to have them compete for who would be lunch. “Rock, paper, scissors. Loser is lunch.”, he said, then waited for them. With determined but still fearful looks, they started. It didn't take long to determine that Odda was going to be joining me for lunch. 

Dranix opened the door, and the two that would be living a while longer pushed Odda forward into his hands, and Dranix lifted her up, closed the door, then carried her to his butchering table. He then bent down and picked up his pets and put them on the table. It was a large table, so there was more than enough room for all of them there.

Since he often fucked his meals right before butchering them, the table was at just the right height to let him indulge in all his appetites. He had the fox sisters spread the gnome's legs, while Mousy was given the job of holding her arms over her head. They were all larger and stronger than the gnome girl, so they had no problem controlling her. It was time to play.

Dranix started by stroking the gnome's bare chest, fondling her full breasts and pinching her nipples. In just a few minutes, her nipples became stiff, and her breathing became punctuated with very erotic sounds. He also saw that her pussy lips were now glistening with her arousal, even though he had yet to touch her there. Could she be like the imps, and want to be eaten by him? He had to find out.

“Does the thought of being devoured get you excited, Odda?”

“No! I'm scared out of my mind! I just have very sensitive breasts. My pussy is the same way.”, she said with a frown, angry at how her body was betraying her.

He looked at her pussy, admiring how attractive it was. Like all gnome females, she was bare across her entire sex. Odda's pussy lips were slightly spread, due to her arousal, and he could see that she had delicate and very shapely inner labia, while her outer lips were thick and meaty looking, puffing out from the rest of her vulva, and when he finally ran his fingers over them, they were firm, yet soft to the touch. Almost like they had a cushion between her skin and the firmer meat of her labia. He spread them with two fingers, causing Odda to moan, and was very amazed with how well formed her sex was. Her inner labia were a deep shade of pink, and her clit was a slightly lighter shade of the same color. It was also very pretty, nestled at the apex of her sex, hugged by the top of her inner labia. The entrance to her tunnel was equally entrancing. He couldn't see any signs of her ever having a hymen, let alone that she ever had sex.

“Are you a virgin, Odda?”, he asked her, honestly not able to tell.

“Yes, but I suppose not for much longer.”, she said, anger coating her words. “I guess I get to lose both my virginity and my life in one day! Woo...Who.” 

Dranix snorted in amusement at her deadpan cheer. Despite his hatred of gnomes in general, he found himself starting to respect this particular one. Not just for the perfection of her pussy, and sexual sensitivity, but  also her humor and bravery. And yes, she really was brave to crack jokes at a time like this, with rape a virtual certainty, and her painful death to follow soon after. 

Dranix's cock was aching for relief by this point, and with a gnome in front of him, that normally meant a gnome was about to start screaming and crying as he raped them mercilessly without reducing the size of his member.

Dranix reduced the size of his member to mach Odda dimensions, and before he entered her, he bent over and started licking her delicate pussy. His long tongue flicked over her engorged clit before entering her passage and tasting her depths. 

Odda let out a load gasp as Dranix's reptilian tongue curled briefly around her sensitive pearl, then when it dived inside her, her back arched and she let out a shuddering moan that caused Mousy and the two fox-girls to grow wet in envy. Then Dranix's questing appendage found her never touched g-spot, and she became unhinged. 

She let out a warbling scream as her eyes rolled back in her head, and her inner walls clenched down on his tongue as she came in an explosive orgasm. It was all the pets could do to maintain their grips on the girl, as her body twitched, shuddered and spasmed, like she was having some kind of epileptic fit!

Her climax went on for over a minute, with what seemed like a gallon of her juices squirted all over Dranix, the fox-girls, and half the surface of the butchering table's top. All that were in the splash zone experienced how good her juices tasted. Dranix because his mouth was open and right at the entrance of her sex, and the two fox sisters because they licked it up from the fur on their forearms.

Licking his lips (now that he could get his tongue back), Dranix exclaimed “Damn Odda! You taste better than a cold beer on a hot day in summer!” She tasted like fresh strawberries in fact, but Dranix wasn't sure how that was even possible.

In a groggy, almost drunk sounding voice, Odda asked “Did I just die? If I did, I guess I don't really mind getting eaten after all.”

That caused Dranix to burst out in laughter, and most of the imps, and his pets joined him. “No Odda. You just had a really big orgasm. And don't worry about getting eaten, because I've decided I'm going to keep you. I am going to still fuck you, though. I think you'll like it, unlike most gnomes I've fucked.”

With that, he motioned for his girls to let her loose, then picked the still recovering gnome up, and took her with him to one of the kitchen chairs. He then sat down, then slowly lowered her down onto his cock. He'd judged the size correctly, so while she was a snug fit around his girth, he didn't cause her any distress. Just the opposite, in fact. She looked down, then up in wonder at him, as he slowly filled her up. When he was fully hilted inside her, she said “You're all the way in me... Isn't it supposed to hurt the first time?” 

“With most female's first time, yes. But it seems you really are special. You seem to have been born without a hymen, and without that to block the entrance to your inner passage, there is no pain for you. I'm also being extra gentle with you, because I don't want to break my newest toy.”  He said, then winked at her. “Now, why don't you try moving your hips, and see if that feels good.” 

With that encouragement, Odda started slowly swiveling her hips, and that caused her to start making cute little sounds of surprise as she found spots deep inside herself getting stimulated by Dranix's dick, and the motions she made. Soon she was bouncing in Dranix's lap, while clutching at his shirt in desperation.

Dranix let her do most of the work, letting her reach climax over and over on her own. Each time after the first one, she'd smile lovingly up at him, wait for his nod of approval, then chase after her next orgasm. This went on for nearly an hour, until finally he could take it no longer, and he gripped her around her narrow waist, and started thrusting up into her tight folds. A minute later, he started filling her with his seed, as she came once more.

After a few minutes recovering, and a round of applause from the imps, his pets, and even the two fairies, he pulled out of her, then carried her to the sink. He had his girls help clean her up, since she was so blissed out that she could barely keep her eyes open. Once she was cleaned up, and Mousy and Nin had cleaned him with their tongues, he had his pets help her to the bedroom so she could get some much deserved rest for a job well down.

He went back to the chair that was still pulled back from the table, and turned it to face the food cages.

Dranix was absolutely starving now, and if he didn't eat something soon, he risked going feral and possibly harming his pets. He looked over the selection of possible meals. 

There was the other two gnomes, of course. As well as thirteen remaining imps... Well, eleven whole imps, that is. Hmm... Eleven and a half, with the pregnant one.

There was also the gravid bunny-girl, but she was both too small, and too cute to eat for lunch. Lastly there was the two fairies. They needed at least a month of 'fairy's bane' before they'd be fit to eat.

He made up his mind, and stood up and went to the imp section of the cages. The baby imp was now sound asleep, so he decided to start with an appetizer of imp cunts. But before he decided on what dish he was going to make for lunch, he needed to know something.

“I know imps are hard to kill, so what can I get away with before you get snuffed? Can I cook you? Eat all the flesh from your bones? How much is too much damage?” He asked them as a group.

The pregnant imp was the first to answer. “Don't destroy our hearts or heads or damage our spines. If you strip out flesh, we can recover from that, but make sure you have a lot of food for us afterwards, because we'll need to replace what we lost, or our new flesh will rot, and we'll die for good. I'm not sure, but to be on the safe side, maybe don't cook our hearts or heads if you want to be sure to keep us around. Also, don't cook me if you want my baby to survive, but I'm fine either way.”

“Thank you.” The pregnant imp had green skin so dark, it bordered on black, and she was also the only imp with such dark skin. “I'm naming you 'Shadow'.” She smiled at her new name.

He then turned his attentions to the cage with an imp in it that looked no more than ten. She had a pretty face, a bald head and reddish orange skin. Her breasts were just starting to grow, right now only being about as big around as a hand ball, but topped with perky little nipples and almost no areolas around them. Her hips had just started to swell out into an adult figure, but her ass was well on the way already, and she still had a little baby-fat left around her middle. Despite her looks, Dranix was sure she was already fertile and ready for breeding by imp standards.

“Hello my pretty. Can you guess what I'm going to name you?” He asked the young imp.

“Umm... No. What would you like to name me, Master?” She asked in an attempt at a sexy voice that she was still too innocent to pull off.

“In memory of this occasion, I'm naming you... 'Lunch'!” At the news, she started doing a little happy dance inside her cage.

He opened her cage and helped her out, then asked “Have you been bred yet, Lunch?”

With a happy little shimmy, she answered “No, Master. I haven't been touched by that weak male, and now I'm glad! Are you going to breed me before you eat me, Master?” She was so eager for that to happen, he just had to tease her a little.

“You mean you couldn't get him to breed you? Is there something wrong with your body? Did you even try to get him excited?” He asked in a fake tone of shock and confusion. 

“I don't think... Oh Master! What if something is wrong with my body?! Can you check it for me? I don't even know if I'd be able to tell if something wasn't working right!” She sounded genuinely worried about her body being defective. Her tail was even whipping around in agitation, so Dranix couldn't help but just keep rolling with it.

“I don't know... I suppose I could test it out. Make sure all your parts are working right.” He said in a serious tone. “Turn around so I can get a good look at all of your outer parts.”

She dutifully spun around slowly for him, as Dranix felt every inch of her soft preteen skin. He even felt the length of her tail, and spread her wings, feeling the silky membrane stretched over it's bone frame.

Finally, he said “I think I need to dig deeper. Why don't you come over and hop up here.” He said, leading her to the butchering table and slapping a hand on its surface. She jump up to sit on the edge of the table, her shapely calves dangling over the edge. He had her lay back and but her hand along her sides. 

“First, I think I'll check your titties. See if they are working correctly.” So saying, he first ran the pads of his fingers over her nipples, causing them to stiffen slightly. Then he leaned down and took one in her mouth while resting a hand on her soft belly. When he ran his tongue over it, then sucked on the growing nub, she let out a little gasp.

“Well, your breasts are small, but they seem to work just fine.” He told her after letting go of her now stiff nipple with a soft pop. “Let's check your lips and tongue.” And bent over and took her lips with his, snaking his tongue into her mouth, and playing with her own small tongue.

After basically making out with the clueless young imp, he stood back up, noticing it took her a moment to realize they were done kissing and open her eyes back up. He saw that her cheeks had grown a darker orange in arousal. Her version of blushing.

He stepped back a little, and started unbuttoning his shirt. “Well, I guess there's just one last thing to check.” He told her as he started removing the rest of his clothes.

“What's that, Master?” She asked innocently, still looking at the ceiling.

“Why, your pussy, of course!” And she finely looked at his now nude body, cock proudly erect and ready to plumb her depths.

“Oh... Oh! Of course, Master. Please inspect as deeply as you want.” She said, a huge grin now plastered across her face.

Dranix pulled her legs up, then slid her to the edge of the table, then lining up the head of his cock with her entrance, he ripped her virginity away with one savage thrust, burying himself inside her, and slamming against her cervix. He knew he'd hurt her badly, but neither of them cared. He was balls deep in nubile pussy, and she was being dominated by an apex predator. A win for both of them.

He started thrusting his hips, sawing into her very tight hole, each time bottoming out against the entrance of her young womb. When he starting grinding his thumb against her immature clit, she started screaming in joy, her voice skipping a beat each time he slammed back into her.

After five minutes of hard fucking, Lunch finally came with a shuddering howl of a scream. When her young tight pussy started pulsing around his cock, Dranix went up on his toes as he climaxed, he seed painting the entrance of her womb. 

As with all female imps, Lunch knew when she'd been truly bred. She now carried her Master's baby. “I'm pregnant, Master!” She said, her face flushed and happy.

Dranix was fine with that news. He was creating future dairy imps and food. Dragons didn't have any taboos against eating their young, and in fact, he'd done it many times in the past, but it had been a long time. Back then, it mostly had been the female offspring of humans he'd mated with, and for whatever reason, hadn't eaten afterwards.

“I'm glad you told me before I started eating. I plan on breeding all of you imps. After tasting Red's milk, I got an idea for a new business. An imp dairy. Not only will you make me rich with all the milk I'll be selling, but seeing as you all heal from almost any injury, I cane harvest your meat and hides for food and leather.” While he was talking, he went to a storage closet and pulled out what at first looked like a bunch of pipes. When Dranix unfolded the thing, it looked like some kind of frame with chains dangling from each corner.

The frame stood about the same height as Dranix, at seven feet. And was almost the same in width. The whole thing was on a gimble, letting the frame be maneuvered around in all axis. There was also a hinge in the middle of the frame that matched up with a bar that went across the width of the frame. 

After he had the contraption set up, Dranix helped Lunch down, then led her to stand in front of the thing. He took her and slipped a loop of chain over her wrists that went to both upper corners, then hit a switch that started a motor that drew Lunch off her feet, then did the same to her ankles. When he hit the next switch, the motors pulled her into a tight spreadeagled position, with the bar going across her body right at her hips. She looked down and noticed she was directly above a drain in the floor.

“There we go. Now we can start preparing you for lunch, Lunch. First, I'm going to skin you. Once I've removed your lovely hide, I'll remove the meat from your legs, arms, chest, back and crotch. Don't worry about our child. I'm not going to touch your womb, or even stomach. Then I'm going to grind it all up, and make imp burgers out of you. There should be enough meat to make fifteen or twenty patties, so everyone that wants one can get one.” This was met with  hungry cheers from the other imps, and excited yips from my fox girls who'd just gotten back in time to hear about the burgers to come.

“Is Mousy joining us?” Dranix asked the sisters.

No, Master. She said she was tired and was going to take a nap with the pretty gnome girl. Ya said to him, and one of the imps translated for Dranix.

Dranix just nodded with a smile, then asked the fox sisters if they wanted to help skin Lunch. They both were eager to help, so Dranix got to work.

The first thing he did was take a small sharp knife, and made shallow cuts around Lunch's wrists and ankles, just below the the chains that bound her to the skinning frame. Dranix had Nin and Ya play with Lunch's pussy while he worked to distract her from some of the pain, and since the imps were all pain-sluts, he knew that she'd cum a lot from what was happening to her.

Next, Dranix folded the frame, forcing Lunch to bend over at the waist. He went behind her, spread her ass cheeks, then made a shallow cut around her asshole and the base of her tail, then starting at the edge of that circular cut around her anus, drew a line with the knife over the globes of her ass, down the back of her legs to the line he'd cut around her ankles. After that, he made a cut around her throat, just below her jawline, then from that line, down the center line of her back between her wings, to meet up with the cut around her pucker. He then went back up, to cut lines from her wrist cuts, across the back of her arms, to the base of her wings, where he cut circles around them, then cut a line between them to meet the center line cut.

He bent her over again, even farther this time, in order to get at her pussy from behind. He switched out the small knife for a scalpel, and used it to carefully draw a line through her flesh to the base of her pussy. Once there, he carefully cut around her outer labia on each side and up and across her mons, just above the top of her pussy.

“There.” He said, straitening the frame and his back. “All the primary cuts have been made. I'm going to do a shallow skinning, because I want to keep your fat on your body for when I turn your meat into patties. That will make the burgers nice and juicy, and I separated your pretty ten year old cunt from the other cuts because I will want you to cum into the bowl that will hold your ground flesh. It'll add a touch of sweetness to the burgers. Afterwards, I'm going to skin your pussy. I want to make a small bag out of it.”

“Getting cut didn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would!” Lunch exclaimed happily. “I guess skinning isn't that bad.”

Dranix paused and stared at the ten year old imp girl in sympathy. He went around to the front of the skinning frame, and took the three foot tall girl in his arms. “No dear girl. The skinning will hurt more than anything you've ever felt. What I've done so far is no worse than you'd get from falling into a brier patch.”

“What?” She croaked out in a little girl voice.

“Shh. Don't fear. Nin, Ya and I will be giving you lots of orgasms as I work, and once you start cumming, your brain will switch to pain-slut mode. Remember how I ate Blue over there?” And Dranix pointed to the blue skinned imp who he'd eaten her tits, much of her ass and her cunt and hand. “Did she look like she was upset while I was eating her?” Dranix didn't want her to start panicking, so decided to demonstrate it close up for her.

Dranix had already promised to eat the pussies of a couple imps, put wanted to make a point. He went to the cage holding the pregnant imp, her belly swollen and breasts full of milk. “You seem to like to be helpful. Want to help me once again?”

“I'd be happy to help you and the girl, Master.” The imp purred.

Dranix opened her cage and helped her out, then led her over to the butchering table, which was right in front of the skinning frame. Once he'd helped her hop onto the table to sit on the edge, Dranix whispered into her ear “Pussy and tits?” and she whispered back “Can you eat my little asshole? I promise I'm clean back there.” Dranix pulled back to give her a wink of confirmation, then said to Lunch “Now watch how this lovely lady reacts to the pain I'm going to cause her.”

Before he started hurting her, Dranix couldn't resist tasting her pouty lips with his own. He reached between her legs, cupping her sex in his palm and felt how wet she already was as he locked lips with her in a passionate kiss. He ground the heel of his palm against hard little clit, causing her to moan into his mouth, then broke off the kiss.

He laid her down on her back, going around to her side and cupping one of her heavy breasts, gave it a squeeze. When he did, a stream of milk shot out and landed on her pregnant belly. He leaned over, licking the milk from the globe of her stomach, causing a shudder to go through her body. He kept licking his way up to the breasts he'd groped, and finally reached a nipple. Not only was it already stiff, but it was also quit large compared to the nipples of all the other imps, being the size of a large grape.

He quietly told her “I really like your tits. When they grow back, will you use them to get me off while you suck my cock?”

“Mmm! Gladly, Master. And I hope you enjoy how they taste. They're so full of milk right now. They should be nice and juicy.” God, he loved this imps voice. She had a husky voice that dripped with sex appeal.

“Nin? Ya? I need you, girls.” They hurried over to Dranix's side, looking eager to please.

“I need you girls to suck my cock. Can you do that for me?” They nodded eagerly, then got down on their knees under the table. He took his member out of his pants, and he soon felt a pair of rough fox tongues running along the length of his penis, and circling the head. They took turns taking him into their warm mouths.

“Much better. Thank you, and keep up the good work.” He told his sexy pets, then bent back over the supine form of the sexy pregnant imp and took her large nipple back into his mouth. He sucked gently, drinking up her creamy, sweet mother's milk. Once he'd drank a cup full or so, he moved his mouth over her breast, taking almost half of it between his teeth, then bit down until his teeth sank into the fleshy globe of her breast, then stopped. 

With his teeth embedded in her flesh, Dranix sealed his scaly lips around her breast, then sucked once again, drawing more of her milk out, but now it mixed with her salty blood. He moaned around her teat, enjoying the new flavor. While doing that, he'd placed his hand to her hot sex, slipping a finger inside her folds. When he'd bitten into her flesh, she'd orgasmed, squirting over his hand.

Dranix then bit through the fatty tissue of her breast, and got an explosion of milk and blood in his mouth. He chewed her teat, enjoying the texture of her fat nipple as he bit through it. He then went back and finished eating the remaining portion of of her breast.

By this time, the imp he was feeding on was squirming and humping his hand as she came over and over. 

Dranix looked over at Lunch, and could see that watching him eat this imp's tit while she came like a waterfall was having the effect he'd hopped. She grown flushed, and was breathing hard, and he could see the signs of her arousal dripping down her inner thighs.

He puffed out a burst of dragon fire over the imp's open wound, stopping the bleeding, then went to her reaming teat, and starting eating, this time not drinking from it first. He was immediately glad he'd done it that way, because leaving the milk in her breast vastly increased the flavor as he ate her flesh.

All to soon, Dranix finished his meal of tit-flesh, but now he would be able to move on to perhaps his favorite thing to eat in the world: ripe, juicy raw pussy, straight off a willing woman's body.

He had the imp turn over, get on her knees, and lay her head on the surface of the table, thereby presenting her bare sex to him for easy access of dining upon it. When she wiggled her hips, shaking her ass in his face, he gave her round ass a resounding slap, causing her pussy to jiggle enticingly. So much so, that he bent over and buried his face in her dripping cunt. His tongue snaked out, tasting her folds as she squealed in pleasure. He grabbed her thick thighs, spreading her cheeks and buried his nose in her ass, as his tongue dove between her lips and sought out her most sensitive spots deep inside her warm tunnel. It didn't take long for the already aroused imp to start squirting as she climaxed.

While she was still in the middle of coming, Dranix bit down on the delicate folds of her labia, his lower teeth shearing through her clit as his upper teeth dug deeply into her channel, tearing flesh out and filling his mouth with soft, tender meat. He kept eating until there was a gaping hole where her sex once was, the he spread her cheeks even farther and dug his fangs into her twitching asshole, then tearing out meat, until she was left with one large hole where her crotch used to be. Once again, he breathed out flames to stop the bleeding, then went up on is toes as one of the fox girls finally managed to take him all the way to the base in their tight throat, and he came with a satisfied grunt.

“See, Lunch. Even though I destroyed her sex, and ate her breasts, she's still smiling.” Despite his words of assurance to the young imp in the frame, Dranix knew it had actually been a close thing. He almost lost himself while he was eating her pussy. If one of the foxes hadn't shocked him out of his feeding frenzy by popping one of his balls into her mouth, he would have just kept eating his way through her body, killing her unborn child, and possibly the mother as well when he reached her heart.

But now he was back in control, his hunger sated for the moment, so any feasting he did here on out would be under his control, and not dictated by his hungry. He scooped up the very helpful pregnant imp, and carried her back to her cage. He left the door open. Honestly, he was starting to think they would leave if he left the back door open, and all the cages open! Well, except the male. He still looked pissed that Dranix had taken all his females. He sat sullenly in his own cage at the bottom of the stack. He had a sudden thought, and walked over to his cage.

“You're upset that I took your females, but I have an idea that might cheer you up. Are you willing to listen to my proposal?”, he asked the only other male in his house.

The imp gave him an angry glare, but nodded curtly, so Dranix went on. “The imp females are mine. I've already bred two of them, and they now carry my offspring. Other than humans, I can't breed with other species... But you can, and I want more imp hybrids. I catch female pests all the time, but as I said, I can't breed with most of them. If you agree to obey me and call me Master, I will allow you to breed with the pests I catch.” He paused for effect here, then went on. “I'll even let you breed the humans, once I've had my fun with them.”

The imp took on a thoughtful look, then finally answered in a high, whiny voice. “I agree, Master. I find myself getting bored with imp pussy lately, anyway. If I may ask, when could I start your breeding program?”, he asked with a greedy grin.

Instead of answering, Dranix moved down to the cage holding the two fairies he'd caught that day, and opening the cage, pulled out Ruby. “Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me?! You fucking asshole! Get your scaly hands off me, you fucking lizard!”, the irate fairy screamed at him. Dranix ignored her angry words, and holding her with one hand, he freed his cock from his pants, then taking hold of her thighs and spreading her legs, started raping the fowl mouth fey.

He forced his cock into her small pussy, not bothering to reduce his size. She was incredibly tight as he pushed into her thrashing body. Her screams were a mix of pain and anger as he savagely thrust into her. He was only able to get about half his length inside her, but he really enjoyed the feeling of the head of his penis smashing against her cervix each time. After a few more thrusts, he pulled out of her without cumming, then forced her legs up to her shoulders, and now holding her by both her arms and legs at the same time, he pressed the head of his cock to the tight entrance of her anus. She looked and him then, her eyes begging him not to do what she knew was coming, then screamed in agony as he forced her down on his massive member. He was able to get all of his length into her ass, and once she was fully impaled on his member, he turned her body all the way around, like she was a light bulb he was screwing in. The feeling of her insides rubbing along his length felt great, but he had an imp to skin, so he pulled her off his cock, then put her into the male imp's cage.

She was exhausted from the abuse, so her body was practically limp. “She shouldn't give you any problems now. Have fun, and serve me well. Once she is with child, you'll get more privileges around here, like being allowed out of your cage.”

The male imp practically pounced on the fairy, taking one of her modest breasts into his mouth, and sucking on her nipple. Soon she was responding to him, and she even spread her legs for him. The y were soon mating fast and hard.

Dranix but them out of his mind, and went back to Lunch. “Are you ready now, Lunch?”, he asked her kindly.

“Yes Master. Please use my body as you will. I'm ready to give you my skin and flesh now.” Nin and Ya had been working on her pussy and small tits, doing a good job of keeping her aroused for him. He reached down and ran a finger through the folds of her pussy, feeling how soaked she was there, then went behind her, picking up a narrow bladed skinning knife as he went. Once her back was presented to him, Dranix thought on where he'd like to start. He could start on the mid-line, or the area around her throat, or even start at her ass and all the different angles he'd have to deal with there.           

After some deliberation, Dranix decided to start with the mid-line, because it would give her time to adjust to being skinned before he had to start on the more sensitive parts of the child's body. He lay the edge of the wickedly sharp knife at the right side of the mid-line cut over her shoulders. She let out a moan as her separated her skin from the underlying flesh of her shoulder. As he worked down her body, the two fox-girls played with her pussy with tongues and fingers, keeping the young imp on the edge of cumming as Dranix pulled the skin from her body. Slowly, her skin came free. Now he removed the skin on the right side of her back, all the way around to her ribs, waist and outer thighs. He then did the other side of her back. 

When he'd finished most of her back, he moved on to her shapely ass. She twitched and moaned, but thanks to the multiple orgasms Nin and Ya were giving her, she was actually enjoying the pain she was receiving. Dranix made she Lunch's cum was landing in the large bowl that would soon hold her ground up flesh, then started pulling the skin from her ass and hips. Once done, he went to her slender arms, and started skinning them, too. Soon, they looked like her back, raw red flesh, flecked with fatty tissue.

He skinned her long legs, then it was time to do her front. First, Dranix removed the skin around her neck, then went around to her front, carefully pulling and cutting the skin free along her upper chest until her got to right above her budding breasts. He took a few moments to tease her pert nipples, and squeeze her small tits, eliciting a squeal of pleasure as he twisted both nipples, the he worked the blade up and around the slope of her breast under her skin, until he reached her nipples, then with a flick of the razor sharp blade to each nipple, he severed them from the underlying fatty tissue of her breasts, then sped up a bit as he worked down her stomach towards her hips, the went down each legs, revealing the raw flesh bellow her skin.

Now, the only parts of her body that retained any skin, were her head, hands and feet, her wings and tail, and her young pussy, and her young cunt wouldn't keep it's covering of skin for long. Dranix exchanged his favorite skinning knife for one of his butchering knives, and went to work cleaning the meat from Lunch's back, ass cheeks, shoulders, sides and limbs, then went around to her front, and scraped the meat from her ribs, but only after plucking the fatty globes of her breasts from her chest, and popping one in his mouth, then feeding the other to it's owner. Lunch smiled as she ate her own breast, enjoying her own flavor. He finished removing all the flesh he felt he could safely remove without endangering his offspring that grew in the young imp's womb, then took the pile of meat to his counter, where he had a meat grinder set up.

In less than ten minutes, her flesh was reduced to ground meat. He added some herbs and spices, as well as some diced sweet onions, and two minced apples. The then mixed it in the bowl containing the juices from her many orgasms, and formed them into patties. By the time he was done, he had 24 imp patties. More than enough to feed himself, the other imps and his pets, as well as any of the other caged females.

Before he started cooking, he went back to Lunch, and after taking up his skinning knife once more, knelt down in front of the skinned ten year old, and first gave her a final earth shaking orgasm before slowly skinning her delicate pussy, starting with her outer labia, and working his way inward, and finishing with a very fine scalpel that he used to remove the paper thin skin from her clitoris. As her worked on her nub, it took both fox-girls to hold Lunch still enough so that he didn't slice her clit right off. As the last scrap of skin was freed from her clit she came, and while she came, Dranix opened his jaws and took her skinned cunt in his mouth, and in one huge bite, removed her sex. He rolled her labia and clit around in his mouth for a bit, then chewed the soft flesh before swallowing it down with a gratified sigh.

The pets helped him carefully remove Lunch from the skinning frame, then they lay her down on the kitchen table to rest. In the morning, Dranix hoped to see her nubile body returned to a healthy state. Just before he went to start cooking her patties, he overheard Lunch mumble something. It sounded suspiciously like she said “I love you, Master.”, but he couldn't be sure. He smiled anyway.

Dranix went to the cages. He had something to ask his female imps.

“Ladies, I have a question for you.” They all gave him their undivided attention, even the females he'd previously mangled. “Would you all like to be my willing sex slaves and livestock, to be fucked any time I want, to torture if I feel like, and eat if I'm hungry, or would you rather go free and return to your former lives in the woods?”

The imps all looked to the pregnant imp that at the moment had no breasts or sex, because he had eaten them as a snack, and to calm a young imp that he then skinned alive. She looked back at them all, and they all gave her nods, then she looked at Dranix and spoke calmly but with confidence. “You have given us something we have craved or whole lives, but never even realized we wanted: To be dominated and controlled by a powerful male, one that could have the power of life and death over our very existence, thereby freeing us to be the hedonistic creatures we were created to be by the powers of the Dark Realm. The fact that you are also an apex predator, perhaps the apex predator, is a huge bonus, given our masochistic nature. So to answer your question, yes. We are more than willing to give ourselves completely to your whims and wants. Please, consider us your willing and faithful slaves, playthings, food and property.” And with that, all that could, bowed their heads to him.

He walked down the rows of cages, opening doors as he went, until all the imps were free to exit their cages, except the male's cage. His time would come soon, Dranix was sure. In the meantime, all the imps that could, left their cages, and after stretching out cramped limbs, bowed deeply to him, and asked how they might please him.

“Tend to those imps that I have fed from. See that they are made as comfortable as you can until they heal. Once that is done, join me outside for a lunch of Lunch. Nin, Ya? Would you like to help me cook our food?” The two lovely fox sisters nodded eagerly, then Nin yipped something to one of the imps, who quickly translated her speech. 

“She wishes to know if they should pledge to be your sex slaves and food like we did, Master.”

Dranix chuckled at that, then said “No Nin, you are my pets, as is Mousy and Odda. And besides, I am a greedy creature, by nature. If I ate any of you, that would be the same as giving you up, and that is anathema to my very being. You are mine, and will always be mine.”

First Ya, then quickly followed by Nin, both rushed up to Dranix and embraced him as they let out excited yips of joy. He stroked their heads and gave them both skritches behind their ears, then directed them to get some tools for the grill in the back yard, as he picked up the platter full of imp patties and made his way outside to the grill on his back patio.

Dranix and his pets cooked the patties and put them on buns, handing them out first to the imps, then when they'd all been served, he went and woke up Odda and Mousy, so they'd be able to enjoy lunch with everyone else, the he asked who of the caged wanted burgers, then handed them out to the two gnomes, the fairies and the male imp. The bunny-girl got a heaping bowl of mixed veggies that she seemed to love. Once Dranix finished eating his two imp burgers (they were fantastic), he kept a promise he'd made earlier.

He found the limbless mother imp, and asked if she still wanted him to eat her cunt as desert, and her eager smile was answer enough for Dranix. He picked her up and carried her outside, then sat in one of his outdoor recliners with her. He kicked his pants off, the hovered her pussy over his hard cock, then simply dropped her onto it. His erection was so strong, his shaft was enough to keep her upright, and her eyes went wide, both at being so suddenly filled, and that she was able to sit up with no arms or legs!

He gripped her amble hips, and turned her side to side, grinding her pussy on his dick. The sensation that created was fantastic to them both, and when he added and bounce to that motion, she arched her back in a strong orgasm that had her eyes rolling back in her head, and her mouth hanging slackly open as she grunted at each bounce on his lap.

Dranix then took a firmer hold on her, and started pumping up into her tight pussy, causing her to start coming again, but this time she started squirting, so he pulled her off his cock, and put her pussy in his mouth, drinking deeply of her juices. When she looked and felt like she might be coming down from her climax high, he shoved his tongue deep into her silken folds, running it over every nook and cranny he could reach. That forced another orgasm out of her, and as she came, he pulled his tongue to safety, them bit into her juicy cunt, tearing her outer labia away, then going back in to get at the inner lips and her engorged clit.

Once he slurped the last strip of flesh into his mouth, he handed her off to an imp, who would find her a comfortable place to rest and heal, then he called the other imp he'd promised to munch over, and had her impale herself on his cock with her ass, then fucked her until he came in her ass, then had her sit on his face, where he very slowly took small bites of her dripping twat, as he made her come, over and over. She passed out mid-climax when he was slowly chewing on her clit. He finished his desert, then got up without rousing her, and lay her down on the recliner.   

After cleaning up from lunch, the imps made themselves useful by cleaning his home and tidying up the back yard. Dranix spent the rest of the afternoon taking care of some business in his office, then took time to get to know all the imps and name most of them.

When evening came around, he had all four of his pets run the trap line for him. They brought back a single gnome, another bunny-girl and a young mouse-girl. 

Dranix was curious if Mousy and Odda would have a problem with him raping and eating their species, so he asked them. With the help of an imp to translate, Mousy let him know that as long as it wasn't her mother or one of her sisters, then she didn't have an issue with even helping to torture and cook other mouse-girls. Odda was of a similar mind, in that as long as it wasn't family, she was fine with whatever. She even showed interest in learning how to butcher and cook any of the creatures that were brought in from the traps. Ya and Nin let him know that if more fox-girls were caught, they would be happy to help with them in any way he wanted. 

As he watched his pets put the caught pests into cages, Dranix had another thought. “Mousy? Nin and Ya? Would you be okay with being bred by the male imp, so that I could have more hybrid imps that looked like you?”

They thought about that a long time before they gave him an answer. Once again, one of his imp translated what they said. “They say that they would do anything for you, Master. But Nin asks if it would be okay if she waited to breed with the imp until after she has a chance to have sex with you first. And Master, they didn't say this part, but I'm sure they don't want to have sex with the imp, but they know it will make you happy to have imp versions of them.”

Dranix smiled at the imp and said “I know. Thank you for your help, Shelly.”

After that, Dranix switched out the male imps fey fucktoy for the new bunny-girl. He gave the imp clear instructions to treat the bunny-girl gently, and that if he treated her kindly, she'd most likely be happy to lay with him. “I understand, Master. I will spoil her, and only mate with her if she proves willing.”  It was a shame that bunny-girls were so simple, or he'd simply explain things to her, but all he could do was smile at her in a reassuring manner as he closed her in the cage with the imp.

“Pets? Can you please get the new gnome out and strip her? I have a pretty good idea what I want to do with her, but I want to get a good look at her before I make a final decision.” His girls dragged the gnome out of the cage, and dragged her over to Dranix, then after a struggle, stripped her out of her clothes. 

This gnome actually had an athletic build, and had a very nice figure, with heavy breasts that sat high and firm on her chest, topped with thick, meaty looking nipples, and unlike most gnome female, this one had a thin waist that sported a four-pack. Her ass was round, and well sculpted. Dranix thought he'd be able to bounce a coin on her ass. He could see that her pussy was a tight slit, with no sign of her inner labia showing at all. When he forced a finger into her, he felt that she was still a virgin, despite looking like she was in her mid twenties. She had an attractive if severe face, and short red hair.

“Yes, she's perfect for what I have in mind.” Dranix said with a pleased grin full of sharp teeth. “And since all of you said you wanted to learn how to cook, I figure now's as good a time to learn as any.” 

They walked outside as a group, and Dranix brought the imp toddler as a translator, since she was to small to do very much around the house. He led them to a tall covered grill with a glass front on it. The cooking area of the grill was eight feet tall, and four feet wide, and almost the entire front was glass, and when Dranix pressed a button on the side, the interior lit up so that whatever was cooking inside would be very visible under some great lighting. Inside right then were two, slightly offset, with the bottom one having two posts pointing straight up, with a short 'saddle' connecting them. One was very obviously meant to go in a humanoid anus, while the other looked like a metal rabbit-ear dildo, with the ears designed to press on either side of a female's clitoris, while the shaft was curved to press against her g-spot. 

Dranix detached a remote from the side of the grill, and when he pressed a button, the shaft thrust up and down. He pressed a different one and a buzzing was heard, and the shaft started vibrating. He hit it again and it stopped. He hit yet another one, and the ears of the metal dildo vibrated, and when he hit yet another one, a fat spark appeared between the ears, and a loud 'SNAP' was heard (the girls jumped, and Odda held a hand over her sex, like she'd felt that one). When Dranix turned a small knob on the remote, the posts started turning, and when he turned it further, it went faster. He turned it all the way, and the posts became a blur inside the grill.

“The top post goes down the roast's throat and has cuffs for her wrists. The bottom one has them too, but we won't be using them on her. It'll be more entertaining if her legs are free.”, he said with pride in his voice.

With a clap of his hands, Dranix proclaimed “Okay! Now, first we're going or rape her, and don't worry, you'll all get a turn.”

(Translated by Midge, the toddler imp.) Mouse asked “How are we going to rape her, Master? We don't have cocks!”

“No, but you've all got arms. It's called 'fisting'. You put you hand inside her pussy, then you punch upwards.” Dranix demonstrated, making a fist, then doing a short uppercut.

“I'm going to start, because I love raping virgin gnomes. I love how they clamp down on me as I'm fucking them.”, as he talked he picked the struggling two and a half foot tall woman up. Then Then grabbing her legs around her knees, he spread her legs and brought her up to his mouth. With her legs spread so far apart, her lips spread open for his tongue to explore her sex. First, he ran it over her outer labia, coating her with his spit, and getting a first taste of the pretty gnome. Then he snaked his tongue between her outer lips, exploring her soft inner folds, then it dove inside her moistening vagina. 

Dranix looked up, past her twitching breasts to her glaring face, her teeth clenched to stop any sounds from coming out. We'll see how long that lasts., he thought with a chuckle.

After a little searching, he found that spot inside a female's channel that had a little rougher surface. He'd found her g-spot, and he attacked it with his muscular forked tongue. It was only a squeak, but he'd gotten a sound.

With that small encouragement, he started using his lips to mouth her outer labia, as he tongue fucked her. After a minute she started making a rising squeal, and when he looked up at her again, he saw that her face was now a bright red, and as he kept watching her face, she stared back, their eyes locked, the her jaws unclenched, and the squeal turned into a load scream as she came, spraying into his mouth. 

He lapped it up, smiling as he did. It looked like he'd broken her, because she just kept staring at him as she panted. He kissed his way up her hard abs, and worked his way to her firm breasts, never breaking eye contact with her, even as he took her nipple into his mouth and nipped it before sucking on it. He didn't even need to work long before it became like a pebble on his tongue. 

He gave her a smile full of sharp teeth, then with no warning, he slammed her down on his member. She let out an earsplitting scream and cursed him out, even as she wept. He picked her up, and her inner wall practically crushed his cock she was so tight. With a shudder he exited her tunnel.

“Who wants to go next?”

While blushing furiously, Odda raised her hand and squeaked “Me!”

With a chuckle, he said “Do you want me to hold her?”

“Can I try it on my own, Master?”, she asked.

“Sure. If you think you need help, let us know.”

“Thanks Master.”, she said, then tackled the other gnome with a grunt, carrying her to the ground with her. 

In seconds, Odda had the other gnome on her back, then pinned under her. A minute later, and she was sitting on the girl's middle, then she was flipping her over, pushing her victim's face into the decking, then grabbed her leg, lifting it up into the air. The older gnome was now at Odda's mercy, and she didn't waste any time, shoving her hand into her cunt, then punching her fist down onto her, up to her elbow!. She pulled almost all the way out of her cunt, then slammed into her again, the other gnome screaming and crying the whole time. She did it three more times, then stood up, leaving the other female sprawled out on the ground, her shoulders hitching as she cried from the brutal attack.

After a small round of claps from her fellow pets, Nin and Ya decided to team up on the poor gnome. The flipped her over onto her back, the one would spread the legs of the smaller female, while the other  fucked the gnome with her hand and arm. They weren't trying to be as brutal as Odda had been, but they weren't gentle either. After they forced an orgasm out of her by having one of the sister rub the gnome's clit as the other pumped into her pussy in long strokes, it was the gentle Mousy's turn.

She took a different path. Mousy went to the weeping woman, and sat down with her, pulling her into an embrace. She rocked back and forth, holding her tightly and letting the gnome cry herself out. Once she stopped crying, Mousy starting kissing her neck and face, doing slow comforting kisses, then found the gnome mouth with her own and started kissing her. Soon they were making out, with them rubbing each others bodies. That soon progressed to groping, and then into a steamy 69. After they both came, they went back to face-to-face, were they played with each other's pussies.

Torn, but knowing he'd do almost anything for his Mousy, Dranix asked her “Mousy, do you want me to spare her?”

Still rubbing the gnomes pussy through an orgasm, she shook her head. Then though the imp, asked instead “Can you please get the grill open and ready, Master? I just need another few minutes with her.”

Dranix shrugged, and said he would, then Mousy went beck to passionately kissing the gnome. Dranix opened the glass door of the grill, and set about adjusting the posts in preparation for added the gnome.

While he did that, his gentle mouse-girl pulled the girl to her feet, and with an arm around her shoulder, and the other being used to knead the gnome's breasts, as she led her to where her Master waited to put the gnome into the machine that would cook her. 

Dranix wasn't sure how it happened, but Mousy simply led her over, and the gnome just stood there, waiting to be put into the grill to roast. He put his hands under her arms, then lifter her into the roaster. She even lined herself up on the metal posts, one in her ass, the other slipped into her cunt. He made some finale adjustments, setting the depth of the dildo's head to rest against her g-spot, and made sure the ears rested firmly on either side of her swollen clitoris. Then he reached up and pulled the much smaller diameter post that went down her throat. He told the gnome to swallow as it went down her throat, which she did, then he lifted her arms one at a time and locked her wrists into the cuffs. She was ready to start cooking.

But first she'd be putting one a show. Dranix sent the imp to find everyone else and bring them outside to watch the show. Before the got there, he shut the light inside the roaster off. 

When everyone was gathered out on the deck in the gathering dark of evening, he lit up the lights inside the cooker, revealing the gnome. He then hit the button that zapped her clit, and she started kicking her legs for a moment. The imps, being cruel by nature, laughed at the gnome's predicament. When Dranix turned the knob a fraction, starting to gnome to turning, then started the vibration function of the metal dildo, the gnome was soon rubbing her legs together as she became aroused, and the imps started Oohing and Ahhing.

Dranix didn't turn the heating elements on yet, because he wanted to build the gnome up into a sexual frenzy first. Next, he activated the ears, causing them to vibrate against the doomed gnome's clit. Her legs kicked out, then she clenched them tightly against the lower posts. When he added a small trickle charge to them, she started grinding herself down on the metal dildo impaling her pussy. In just a few second she sprayed out in a short arc of liquid that ran down the glass door as she turned, 

Her nipples were rock hard now, and her bounced as her body twitched as she came again. Her pussy lips glistened in the bright lights with her juices, and Dranix decided it was time to turn up her stimulation to a new level. With a press of his thumb, he started the dildo's thrust feature, and it started pushing in and out of her quivering passage, her tight pussy lips wrapping tightly around the invader as it fucked her.

Even around the rod in her throat, her moans echoed inside the still cool cooker, as her whole body twitched and spasmed, and her unbound legs came up as she tried to force herself even farther down onto the posts in her crotch.

Dranix kept turning up the force of the thrusts, and the intensity of the vibrations was sending blasts of pleasure into her quivering body. With a choked scream, her body was racked with the biggest orgasm yet. It seemed to be too much for her, as her body went limb in the cooker.

Dranix gave the knob a sharp turn, sending her legs splaying straight out as her body spun. At the same time, he gave the shock button a long press, causing her body to arch as far as it could, given how well retrained she was. Her turned the knob back to it's former position, and released the shock button. A thin trail of steam wafted up from her pussy, where her cum had been vaporized by the current coursing through her engorged clit and labia.

Her breasts heaved as she breathed hard, recovering from the pain of getting her sex electrocuted. The erotic sight of her sweaty, nude body, once again twitching as she had another earth shattering climax, had even the toddler diddling herself. The other imp had started pairing off to give each other relief from frustrating levels of sexual tension. Even their master was having issues. The gnome was putting on one hell of a show, and his dick was painfully hard. 

Odda noticed his problem, and started undoing his belt, then lowered his pants, and took his cock into her hot mouth. Dranix was now getting a blowjob from one gnome, as another gnome was tormented feet away, and would soon start roasting for his dining pleasures. The irony wasn't lost on him, as Odda did her best to swallow his entire length down her tight throat. He put a hand on her head to control her pace, speeding her up until she was making little gagging noises as his long shaft was taken deep into her throat. When he felt his orgasm was impending, he held her to his groin, her nose pressed against his lower belly as his balls pulsed ropes of cum directly down her throat. When he was done, she pulled back and looked up lovingly at him, and he smiled down at her, stoking her soft cheek. “Thank you, Odda. You did very good!”

As Odda licked a drop of his cum back into her mouth, Dranix turned the cooker on. In seconds, the temperature was rising around the still orgasming gnome. Her legs were making a motion like she was riding a bike, as her tits bounced from the force of the dildo thrusting forcefully up into her dripping snatch. As she came down from her latest climax, she suddenly noticed the glow from the heating elements, and started noticing the heat building in the chamber around her. Dranix could see her eyes frantically darting around in a panic as it finally dawned on the gnome that her cooking had started.

Dranix turned up the rotary action of the cooker a notch to even out her cooking, then continued his tormenting of the attractive female gnome that was now turning into dinner.

No matter how hard she tried, Annika couldn't stop cumming, and now she was cooking as the damn thing fucked her better than anyone had every done before. When she'd stopped fighting, and let the mouse-girl lead her to be cooked, she thought it would be a quick thing. The monster would turn some fire on, and the heat would kill her in a few minutes, but when the thing in her pussy started vibrating inside her, then started thrusting into her like a love's cock, only better, she no longer knew what to think. Now the heat had finally come, but SHE WAS STILL CUMMING!! And it just went on and on. She turned, got a glimpse of the being enjoying the show she was putting on for them, then her metal love would make her come again. On and on it went, until she had a thought. It was Wow! That smells good! I wonder what kind of meat that is they're cooking?, and she realized it was gnome meat that she smelled. Her meat. And something broke in her mind. She stopped fighter to not climax, and starting to just let the pleasure roll over her. That was when Annika ceased to be, and she became 'meat that was getting fucked'.

Dranix noticed the change in the cooking gnome's behavior. She suddenly started grinding into the saddle for all she was worth. She was now trying to come faster and harder. Trying to make the orgasms never stop, but just keep rolling through her. When he saw her doing that, he decided to give her a break from cooking to make a minor adjustment to her bindings. 

Dranix shut off the heat, stopped her rotation, and opened the glass door of the cooker. He also turned of the stimulations the dildo was giving her. For a few moments, the gnome didn't notice the changes, but then she opened her strikingly blue eyes and looked around. She saw the monster staring at her, then he reached above her head, and Dranix removed the cuffs from her wrists. Her hands fell limply to her sides at first. Then he took one of her hands and placed her on one of her breasts. She immediately clutched onto her tit, and started groping herself, and tweaking her won nipple. Then Dranix took her other hand, and paced it one her sex. Her fingers soon started rubbing her labia, and playing with her clit around the ears of the dildo. She even started stroking her body, running her hands over her body, even reaching behind herself to squeeze her firm, round ass-cheeks.

Dranix then closed the door back up, and turned everything back on. The dildo resumed fucking the gnome's pussy, her body continued it's turning, and the heaters went back to cooking her. But now she was tweaking her nipples, rubbing sweat from her eyes, and best of all, catching her cum each time she climaxed, and rubbing into her skin. Dranix nodded his head in satisfaction, and when he turned the seasoning sprayer on for a second, she rubbed that into every crease and crack of her cooking body.

After ten minutes, the gnome discovered she could grab the rod in her throat and pull herself up with it, letting her increase how long the strokes the dildo was giving her. She only did that for a short time, because her arms grew quickly tired in the heat of her oven, and she went back to stuffing her fingers into her pussy around the girth of the rod there. Dranix hit the sprayer again, watched her eagerly rub the mix of spices and cooking oil into her body, then turned up the heat in the cooker.

The gnome had been cooking for nearly an hour now, and her skin was showing the effects of cooking now. Juices other than from her orgasms now dripped from her body, and her skin was turning red, and those gathered could now enjoy the smell of her cooking flesh. Under the heat of the cooker, her breasts were firming up as the cooked through, and her hands no longer could flex very easily, and her once vibrant blue eyes were now dull and unseeing from being cooked. Despite all that, her body still spasmed each time she was made to cum by the metal dildo now hot enough to be cooking her vagina from the inside, and she still cried out in ecstasy each time she climaxed.

Dranix deemed her cooked well enough to start serving, so he shut the heat off for a final time tonight. Then he turned her rotations from automatic over to manual, then opened the glass door that had let them enjoy her performance tonight. Once open, he retracted the metal dildo from her still twitching and dripping pussy. Now he'd let her cool a little, before he started carving meat from the still living gnome. He had some of the imps get plates and utensils while she cooled. From the readout on the cooker, she'd finished cooking to a rare, bordering on medium rare. 

He'd known before she started cooking that she'd be served live. Gnomes, despite being some of the smaller pests to invade his garden, were very resilient. He'd even been able to turn them into soup, stir fry and even deep fried them, and they always survived the process. Once, out of curiosity, he'd put one in his oven for four hours, then didn't eat her, just to see if gnomes could recover from being cooked. Turns out they couldn't, but it took that one three days to die. This one would be dead within the hour.

Shadow was the first of the imps to bring a plate forward, walking slowly since Dranix had eaten her cunt earlier. He took up a carving knife, reached into the now cool cooker, and stuck a serving fork into her thigh, then carved off a slice of her perfectly cooked flesh. The gnome squealed in pain as he did that, and tried to fend him off. He reached for her pussy, and started rubbing her pussy to calm her down. She stopped fighting, and instead spread her legs for her killer, as she moaned in pleasure.

As more imps came forward for their shares of the gnome dinner, Dranix kept the cuts to her back and shoulders, and soon she could no longer raise her arms, because the muscles to do so were gone. He left her legs mostly alone, because watching her spread them when he played with her cooked cunt to keep her calm. When he was done serving his imps, the bones on her back were completely exposed, and all the meat was gone there. Only her still curvy ass was still intact on her back half. He'd saved it for his pets. From her ass, he carved four large steaks, and handed them out to his pets. He didn't include Greta among his pets, at least not yet, and she had decided she wasn't very hungry, and just made a salad for herself. The fairies had already been served a healthy helping of faerie's bane, and the rest of the food animals had been fed porridge. Dranix was going to take his share directly off her bones.

He pulled her out of the cooker, and laid her body out on her side on the table in the middle of his back deck. Now that she didn't have a metal rod stuffed down her throat, the gnome spoke up for the first time in over an hour. Her voice was hoarse, but Dranix could understand her just fine.

“My name is... Was Annika. I had no close family, and I've been raiding your garden for years. That was the first time I've ever seen a trap there, so stupidly walked right into it. It's strange, but I both hate and love you. I hate you for raping and hurting me, and of course killing me, but I also love you for giving me so much pleasure as you killed me. I know you're about to eat me. You laid me out on a plate, after all, but I guess it's just your nature as a predator.”

“I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to start eating while you talk. I'm starving, and you smell delicious.”, he asked his meal.

“I suppose that's fine. It's not like I could stop you.”, she said, sighing.

Dranix pushed two fingers into her still tight slit, and her lips stretched out around them, squeezing snugly around his questing digits. “Ohh... That feels nice. Thank you.”, his food said. “Have you eaten many gnomes?”, she asked.

“Oh yes! Hundreds in my long life, maybe thousands. Your kind is my favorite breakfast meat. Gnomes are very pleasant to fuck, as well. You're what I like to call 'Fin Sized'.”, and he took her hand in his, turned it palm up, the tore away the flesh there with his sharp teeth, humming in pleasure as he chewed.

“I guess we are, to you.”, she laughed weakly. “What is your favorite part of a gnome like me to eat?”

“You mean a female?” She nodded “Hmm. It kinda of a toss up between your legs and your pussy on most gnomes, but on you, I think it will be your sex. Your pussy. Your labia are very firm and meaty, so I think they'll taste very good. Also, the inside of you cunt had a very nice flavor when I tongue fucked you before I started cooking you.”, he said, running his free hand from her ankle up to her inner thigh. He then lifted her leg up, and took a big bite out of her inner thigh, right below her crotch.

“Ouch! I felt that one!”, she cried out in pain. At that, Dranix brought is thumb into action, rubbing around and over her clit. He also curled his fingers inside her, massaging her g-spot until she gave him a shuddering orgasm, fresh cum coating the invading fingers.

“Another part of gnomes I like eating is your faces. It's soft, fatty flesh, which makes it vary tasty when cooked.”

“Are you going to eat my face?”, she asked. A slight quiver in her voice.

“Yes, but I can wait until you've died, if you like.”

“Thank you. I'd appreciate that. And thank you for that orgasm.”

There was only the sound of teeth tearing flesh, and the shewing of gnome meat for a few minutes as Dranix continued to strip her leg of flesh. While he ate, he never stopped finger fucking his dinner, so there were the noises she made as she had multiple climaxes, but since it was just his food making noises, it was ignored.

“I'm going to remove your intestines now. It might hurt.”, he warned her as he picked a sharp knife. He then turned her onto her stomach, spread her ass cheeks, then made a circular cut around her anus, while one of his finger was buried in it. When it came loose from her body, he used the claw on the finger to hook it and pull it out of her body. He then tied a knot in the length of bowel, and started drawing it out of her body. Her body shuddered, and she started moaning in pain as her guts were pulled out of her ass.

It only took a few minutes, but it felt like hours to Annika. She started to feel a tugging deep inside her body, and she was feeling ill. Suddenly, she felt Dranix shove his entire forearm into the hole where her anus used to be, then she felt a much stronger tug, then a tearing deep inside her body, and he was pulling something out of her back end.

When he turned her back to her side, she dimly saw a pile of pink and blue ropes, and a grayish bag on top of them. It took her a moment to realize that she was looking at her intestines and stomach! 

“When you said you were going to gut me, I thought you'd cut my belly open, not reach up my asshole and turn me inside out!”

Dranix chuckled, then said “I'm sure it must have felt a little strange, getting gutted in such a manner, but frankly, I did it that way so that I would be making less of a mess when I did it, and as a teaching moment to my pet gnome, Odda.” He ran a hand through Odda's long red hair. “And she's about to get another lesson.” He then addressed Odda. “Would you like to learn how to remove a female's womb and other organs without cutting her open?”

“That's possible?”, she said, surprised at this news. “I'd love to learn how to do that, Master!”

Dranix smiled at her enthusiasm, and said “I'm going to show you on this already cooked female, but it's even to do on one that hasn't been cooked yet.”, he explained as he took hold of the food's bare thigh bone, and lifted it up to show off her pussy better. “I want you to reach inside her cunt, and feel all the way to the back of her vagina, then describe what you feel.”

“Yes, Master!”, she said, then got a look of concentration on her face as she folded her thumb into her palm to streamline it, then worked her way past the food's thick outer labia. This caused the cooked gnome to moan in pleasure at the stimulation, and Odda grinned and stroked in and out a couple times, just to tease the food, then pushed her hand in, until she was elbow deep in her. 

Her fingers spread out, stroking the inside of Annika's sex, deep inside. It caused a flutter in the walls of her sex that Odda felt. The tightness around her entire arm increased in a rippling that went up and down the gnome's passage, causing the stimulation Annika was already getting to increase drastically as the monster's pet gnome ran her fingers over her inner walls.

Suddenly, the cooked gnome had a massive orgasm, and came all over Odda's arm that was deep inside Annika's pussy, squeezing it in waves of strong contractions as she gave a warbling cry of ecstasy. Odda gasped in surprise as the meat's juices splashed into her face, then laughed as she pulled her arm free of the gnome's clinging tunnel, the woman's silky wall fluttering around her as she slid out.

“Well, that looked like fun!”, Dranix said with a hearty laugh. “So, what did you feel in that horny bitch's pussy?”

“It was fun, Master!”, she said as she wiped girl-cum from her face, then licking it off her fingers. “Before she came and tried to crush my arm with her cunt, I felt a dome of what I think was muscle, with a crease in it's middle. It was weird. Right as she came, it felt like that dome flipped down to press against a depression I had felt just in front of it.”

“Good! That was her cervix, and that was perfectly normal what it did when she came. When a female orgasms, the cervix will tip over to dip into the pool of sperm that forms there during mating with a male. It increasing the chances of a pregnancy coming from the mating.”, he explained. “But that doesn't matter in this case, because I'm about to remove her cervix, along with her womb and ovaries.”

Dranix pulled out a small knife. It had a curved blade, only an inch long, while it's handle was over five inches. He tucked the handle into his palm and the blade nestled over the pad and tip of his index finger. He spread her labia with other hand, then slipped the hand with the blade into her passage. In less than a second he was at the entrance of her womb. He carefully traced the blade around the meaty organ, and with a pop that he and his dinner felt more than heard, freed it for it's mooring of surrounding flesh. Dranix extracted his hand from her cooked body.

“There we go. Now her womb is ready to be removed. Odda, why don't you do the honors. I'm going to step inside to grab a frying pan so we can finish cooking it. Since it was so deep inside her body, it will be nearly raw, and while I wouldn't have any problem eating that way, I don't think you and the other girls would like the taste that way.” The gnome that was being eaten had only let out a small whimper He then told the gnome he was having a teaching moment with what she'd have to do to keep the food,'s vagina from prolapsing, then stepped inside.

Before Odda started, she thought of a question that she really wanted to know the answer to. “Annika, I'm going to help you have an orgasm. When you climax, I want you to tell me if anything felt different.”

Not waiting for a response from her master's dinner, Odda used both hands to start stimulating the dinner. With one hand, she she ran her finger through it's puffy labia, massaging the still damp female flesh, and make circles around the very engorged clit, tweaking now and then. She used her other hand to probe her fingers over the gnome's g-spot, teasing and stroking her. Soon, the meat she was pleasuring was making little squeals and gasps. Odda was startled when she felt a hand on her own, considering the foxes and Mousy were on the other side of the table. She looked down, expecting to perhaps see one of the imps, and was surprised to see it was the hand of the mostly cooked gnome that she had previously raped and abused, and her master was eating for dinner. 

They didn't need to keep giving her orgasms. The could have just cooked and eaten her like some animal, but they'd given her more climaxes than she could even count. She wanted to give back one, even if they were about to end her life. So Annika reached out, struggling to control her weakened arm long enough to give back what she'd received so many times tonight.

Odda gasped as the foods fingers found the entrance to her bare sex and wormed they're way inside her, her lips stretching around the invading fingers. She felt the gnome's small thumb rub briskly across her clit and joined the meat in her moaning. She spread her legs a little to let the doomed woman get deeper inside her, and was rewarded when she felt fingers start stroking her center of pleasure. That spot on the upper surface of her passage that could send her head spinning.

For a few minutes, they were just two women simply pleasuring each other, and not butcher and meat. Dranix chose that moment to step back outside. That was something he'd never expected to see. Two beautiful gnomes. One he'd taken as a pet and lover, the other his dinner that he'd raped, tortured and even cooked and partially eaten, fingering each other's pussies. As he stood there with a frying pan in his hand, watching them, his pet threw her head back and let out a quivering moan as her hips bucked and she sprayed out her orgasm all over his patio. At nearly the same time, his dinner's body shock through it's own climax, and let out a nearly identical cry.

“Well... That just happened.”, Dranix said in a slightly stunned voice, making both gnomes start in surprise. When Odda turned to her master, Dranix saw how flushed her, face was and couldn't help chuckling at the sight. “Have fun bonding with our dinner, Odda?”

Blush even more, Odda said “I was doing an experiment, Master. I wanted to know if separating the cervix from the birth canal would change the way orgasms felt.”, she explained breathlessly.

“And?”, Dranix asked.

Odda quickly turned back to the cooked gnome and asked “Did it change how your climax felt, Annika?”

“A little. It didn't make it hurt or anything, but I could tell something was... Wrong when I came. That something was missing inside.”

“That makes sense. Most likely, the cervix still made it's dipping motion, but it didn't have anything to press against, or if it did press against something, it wouldn't have felt the same as if it was still in place.”, Dranix said to the two. “Now please remove her womb, Odda. I really do want to finish my meal.”

“Yes Master.”, and she once again reached inside the other gnome. She quickly found the hole were the cervix once was, then reached further and found it. She grabbed hold, and fallowing Dranix's instructions, pulled her reproductive organs out through her vagina.

Annika stared at her womb, a strange feeling coming over her. She soon felt tears running down her cheeks. Why am I crying over my womb? I was raped and didn't weep. I was cooked in a grill like a rotisserie chicken and didn't cry. Even when I was carved up alive I didn't cry! And now I weep at the thought of not being able to ever have a baby?

When they heard the laughter, Dranix had just finished heating the pan with his flame, and Odda was just about to but the raw reproductive organs in it. They looked with surprise at the meal, only to see tears streaming down her face. “I'm sorry. I seem to be losing my mind a little. Maybe you should just finish eating... Please?”

“Fair enough. I am very hungry still, after all.”, Dranix said. He put the pan down on the glass tabletop, leaving the cooking of the gnomes womb to his pets, and pulling the plate of cooked gnome meat in front of him.

He hadn't carved any meat from her hips, sides, or front when he'd been feeding his imps, she still made an attractive site, laying on her side, her head propped up by one arm. Before beginning, he put one hand to the back of her head and guided her mouth to his for a deep kiss, as his other hand first cupped her dripping sex, then slipped three fingers inside, her pussy lips stretching around them as his thumb played with her engorged and cooked clit. It wasn't long before he felt his fingers getting squeezed by her pussy as she came one last time. She didn't squirt this time, but she made up for it by moaning loudly into her killer mouth.

Her tongue was in his mouth as she came, so Dranix started his meal with that. He caught it with his own reptilian and prehensile one, and stretched it farther than it would ever have been able into his mouth, and bit it off. His dinner gave a little squeak of surprise at that, made made no other protest. It was a tasty treat, and a good start to his meal.

Still playing with her damp cunt with his left hand, Dranix cupped of of her hefty tits with the other, taking her nipple between his teeth, and after flicking it with his tongue and sucking on it for a second to get her to moan a little more, he bit it off and ate it. Soon, more of her large breast followed the nipple down his throat as he took large bites of the greasy treat. He went to the other breast and did then same, then spent a few minutes stripping the underlying meat from her chest. He made his way down to her waist and stomach, tearing away strips of her toned abs. By the time he got to the level of her hips, the gnome was now gasping and struggling to breath without her stomach muscles to help her diaphragm pull in oxygen.

He quickly stripped her arms, legs and once shapely ass of their remaining flesh, he turned his gaze to her still unblemished sex, with her swollen and puffy outer lips, grease and cum soaked inner lips, and her massively engorged clitoris. His mouth watered as his tongue snaked out to taste the well cooked gnome pussy. As it stroked over her twitching folds, Dranix tasted the salty flavor of bacon that made gnomes one of his favorite meals. He made a deep growling rumble as he nuzzled her cooked sex, and wrapped his tongue around her clit and constricted around, making the food drip some juices onto his chin as it trembled in a weak orgasm. Soon, he was chewing her outer labia off, one side at a time, then digging his teeth deeper into her channel to tear her g-spot out and slurp it down. After a minute, the gnome was left with a gaping hole where her sex once was. 

Only the meat on the woman's face remained, and she mewled as he chewed off pieces of her cheeks and jaw muscles. When he was sucking her last eyeball from her skull, he felt her take her final breath. Now, only scraps remained on her carcass, and she somehow lasted until he'd nearly finished eating her tasty body. Gnomes are so fun to eat., Dranix thought as he wiped her grease off his face.

Dranix went inside, followed closely by his sexy pets, and told his imps to clean the remains of dinner up, then checked in with the male imp and the bunny-girl he'd left with him to be bred. Seeing the bunny-girl sleeping peacefully, he went to his office, and after a little searching, he came back with a testing device that among other things, could test if a creature was pregnant. He opened the cage and passed the device over the sleeping creature's body, then looked at the readout. A successful mating! Fantastic! He was glad to find out that what the imps had told him about them being able to breed with almost any species was indeed true. In just about a month, Dranix would get to see what an imp/bunny-girl hybrid looked like. For now, it was time for the imp to get acquainted with another fairy.

He went to the cage holding the pair of fey, and after confirming that Ruby was pregnant, took Amethyst out and put her in with the imp. Of course she cursed him out. Cursed the imp out. And even cursed her friend out. Dranix told the imp he didn't need to be as gentle with this one, then closed the door to the sound of more curses.

All the female imps had chosen to leave the cages. Most were now bedding down in his living room, taking up every single seat. It was then that Dranix realized he'd need to get a barn for his property, as soon there would be many more imps running around as they started giving birth. He'd also need to get some milking equipment and a bigger place for holding all the pests he'd be catching in the near future.

He went to his office and put in an order to have a barn with bunk beds in the forty stalls, a separate milking barn, and another barn designed with larger cages than he had in his kitchen for holding those females that were destined to become meat to be 3D printed overnight. The last thing he ordered was actually an addition to his kitchen. It was basically a torture room. He'd been wanting to get one for years, and finally decided to treat himself.

Drones would fly out overnight and print all the buildings and make the addition part of his home. They were all but silent, so none of them would most likely even notice the new building being created next to his garden in the back yard.

After leaving water for the females still in cages, and the two humans, Dranix led his pets to bed, where he finally made love with the lovely Nin, then fucked the rest, one by one, then all at the same time. By the time he came for the final time deep inside Mousy's sweet tight pussy, they were more than ready for sleep. Soon, the only sounds that could be heard in Dranix's house was quite snoring from a couple  imps, and some mumbled curses from a very irate purple haired fairy.