Impmon Get's What's Coming To Him

 

     Impmon leisurely strolled along the rooftops as the hot summer sun beat down on him.

     "Damn. You could fry an egg on my head in this heat." He sighed, wiping sweat from his face. As he continued on, he suddenly ran into Renamon. She had a weird habit of appearing out of nowhere and she seemed to have chosen that spot right there.

     "AUGH!" Impmon leapt back, "Jumpin' Jijimon on a pogo stick, do you have to do that?"

     "Hmm..." Renamon grinned, "Only to you."

     "Well don't I feel special." He brushed himself off, "So, what's new, toots?"

     "I was looking for you." She replied simply.

     "Oh, I get it." Impmon winked, "Looking for a little, heh heh, hot summer something, eh?"

     "You could put it that way." Renamon walked around him.

     "Heh, you crack me up. So, what can ol' Impmon do for ya?"

     "Oh, everything's under control." Renamon grinned broadly.

     "Jeeze, you're more confusing than a Rubix cube. What do you mean..." Impmon turned around and was socked in the face. The blow not only surprised him, but knocked him out cold. Renamon laughed and picked up the limp-bodied Digimon.

     "It begins..." She whispered.

 

     Impmon groaned and opened his eyes. His head felt like a ton of bricks. As he got up, he noticed a collar around his neck.

     "...the hell?" He ran his hand over it. Suddenly, searing pain filled his body from the collar.

     "GYAAAHH!!" He fell to his knees and tugged at the black collar. The pain stopped and Impmon was left on the ground, gasping for breath.

     "Thank you, modern technology." A voice chuckled from the shadows.

     "Huh? Who's there? I'll rip ya..." Impmon growled when the pain came back, "ANNNGH!!"

     "Now, now, calm yourself." A figured stepped into the pale light. Impmon looked up to see Renamon holding a small remote control.

     "What?" He grunted.

     "Thanks to the advancement of technology, people have invented a device for the easy training of household pets... or in this case, my little Impmon. It administers... corrective shocks to the pet in case they act out of line." Renamon fingered the button on the controller, "I must warn you, it's set on Doberman."

     "Why you sneaky bit... AUUUUUGGGNNNNHH!!!" Impmon screamed in pain as Renamon pressed the button. She walked over to him and lifted his chin with finger.

     "Are we ready to be a good boy?" She said in a low tone.

     "Piss... off..." He grunted. Renamon pressed the button and her screamed again.

     "NOW, are we ready?"

     "F... fuck you!" He growled weakly. Renamon shook her head.

     "You must be a masochist." She pressed and held down the button. Every nerve in Impmon's body was shot as electric pain surged through him once more. He had never felt such hurting before. Renamon released the button and Impmon fell limp to the floor.

     "Come now, Impmon, you're only torturing yourself." She knelt in front of him and he looked up, "All you have to do is call me Mistress and do what I say," She lifted the controller, "And the mean ol' nasty discipline stops." Impmon grit his teeth and realized her game.

     "Okay..." He mumbled.

     "Okay, what?"

     "Okay... mistress." Impmon hung his head with shame.

     "Good..." Renamon stood up, "Now... up!" He slowly got to his knees, "I said, UP!" She pressed the button and Impmon immediately jerked to his feet, "There's a good boy." She bent down and patted his head. He growled and pulled away.

     "Now, now, don't be DIFFICULT!" She pressed the button and Impmon was filled with pain. He nodded and she released him from torture.

     "You were right about something." She grinned, "I do want that hot summer something. Just... a little different from what YOU had planned." Impmon didn't like the way this conversation was going.

     "What? You're gonna rape me or somethin'?" He scoffed, feigning courage.

     "Hmm..." Renamon grinned, "Not a bad idea." She grasped him harshly and yanked him into her arms, "Maybe if you're a good little Digimon you'll enjoy it." She pressed her lips to his and held him tightly. Impmon's eyes shot open. Was she serious? She was really considering raping him? He pulled away from the kiss and tried to struggle away.

     "Where do you think YOU'RE going?" She pressed the button and Impmon stopped, "One more thing, if you try to hurt me in any way, shape, or form, I'll simply have fun with the controller." Impmon grit his teeth but nodded. Smiling, Renamon brought Impmon over to a wall. He was placed against it and found that she was chaining his arms and legs.

     "Hey! What's going on?"

     "You'll see." She grinned.

     "Grrr... if I didn't have this collar on..."

     "But you do." Renamon playfully pressed the button. He strained against the chains. She went up to him and kissed him again. Her paw roamed over his body and squeezed his ass.

     "Aungh!" He gasped. She smiled and reached down. Impmon couldn't see what she picked up. Suddenly, he felt something press against his ass.

     "H-HEY! What're you doing?!" He shouted.

     "I'm in a very kinky mood." Renamon only replied. The object pushing against Impmon's ass suddenly entered his anal orifice. His eyes shot open in surprise and dilated.

     "W... WHAT THE FUCK!!!" He grunted, trying to get away from whatever was being pushed into his ass.

     "Shhh..." She hissed, shocking him with the remote again, "Be a good little sex slave and SHUT UP! Or I'll have to shut you up." Impmon glared at her and growled, "Make my day, bitch!" Renamon shook her head and laughed.

     "Very well." She reached down again and came up with a ball-gag. She strapped it tightly and quickly onto Impmon's mouth. He struggled against it, but to avail.

     "There's a good slave." She pinched his cheek. He growled but it was muffled by the gag. Renamon began pushing the object into Impmon's ass. He clenched his eyes shut and groaned in pain. She pushed the last of the object into his ass and rubbed her finger around the rim of his anus.

     "Now, doesn't that feel gooood?" Renamon teased. He groaned in pain and frustration but couldn't reply. Her paws slid forward and began working at his crotch. Impmon's eyes closed as he groaned weakly. His member unsheathed itself into Renamon's paws.

     "Very nice." She rubbed his limp cock and kissed it. She took him into her mouth and sucked at his member softly. Impmon groaned louder against his gag and pumped his hips into motion.

     "See. I bet you'll be humping like mad when I fuck you." She looked up at him and grinned. Her paws grasped his erection tightly then twisted in separate directions, giving Impmon a very painful Indian Burn.

     "MMMMM!!!" He strained against the chains and gag, wishing to be released from the pain he was receiving. He felt Renamon's sharp teeth tease up and down his shaft, prickling his cock and sending shivers up his spine. Although he was inches from a horrible scar, the pleasure he received from Renamon's teeth was incredible. He tried desperately not to thrust forward so as not to annoy Renamon and cause her to bite down. In the end, she did anyway.

     Impmon gave a loud, yet still muffled scream as Renamon drew blood from his member. Renamon laughed evilly and licked up the red liquid. Impmon opened his eyes halfway and looked at Renamon.

     "Are we ready to be a good boy?" She asked, standing up. He slowly nodded and Renamon took off the ball gag. He gave small whimper then a groan as he was finally able to express his pain.

     "Good. This will make things a lot more comfortable." She released him from the wall and removed the object from his anus. As she picked him up, he looked back to see what had given him such irritation. He almost wished he didn't as he looked away from the dildo.

     Impmon was laid on a near-by mattress as Renamon crawled on top of him, licking his face. She grasped his slightly unerect cock and rubbed it until it was rock hard again. She chuckled evilly and pinched Impmon's cock. He groaned laid back, preparing for whatever Renamon would bestow upon him. Renamon straddled his hips and slid her furry buttocks against his erection. Impmon shuddered and lightly closed his eyes.

     "Now isn't this better? We both get a little something out of this. I get some VERY much needed sexual relief and you get to sleep with the sexiest Digimon you know." Renamon licked his neck. Her hips raised slightly and she placed the tip of Impmon's cock against her tight, furry, opening.

     "Let's see how good you can be." She gave a large grin as she pushed down. Both parties returned with a loud gasp. Renamon quickly pumped them into a fast rhythm.

     "Ohhhh, shit, it's so big!" She moaned, throwing her head back, "Fuck! Give me that big cock!" Impmon grunted slightly and raised his hips to meet Renamon's bouncing ass, Renamon was going mad with pleasure. She leaned back and steadied herself on one paw, grasping and releasing her breast with the other.

     Renamon suddenly arched her back and let out a long moan, signaling her orgasm. Impmon cringed as he felt the fox Digimon's pussy ripple across his cock. She quickly pulled up and sighed, still rubbing her still erect nipples.

     "Fuck, baby, that was nice." She leaned down and kissed Impmon. He groaned slightly and she looked at him.

     "What's the matter." She cooed, "Upset that you didn't cum yet? Don't worry, I'll get you off soon enough." Her paw grasped his drenched member and she began stroking him quickly. Impmon closed his eyes and moaned softly. He saw Renamon reach to the side pick something up. His eyes clenched shut as he felt himself release his cum.

     "That's a good boy, let it all out." Renamon chuckled. Impmon sighed and looked at her. She was welding a small knife.

     "W... what's that for?"

     "I'm afraid our time it up." She grabbed his right arm, "So I'm... giving you a little souvenir of our time together." She dug the blade into his arm and he cried out in pain. The pain was unbearable and he soon blacked out after all the exhausting events.

 

     Impmon awoke some time later lying on a rooftop. He sat up and noticed that it was night. His head was groggy and he felt completely drained. He shook his head and looked around.

     "Was... was it a dream?" He stood up and stretched, "Yeah, exactly, a dream." He chuckled, "I mean, come on, I would never let foxy do that to me ever. I'm bust her head open if she even thought about it." He nodded, then began thinking, "Heh, weird. Thinkin' about Renamon... doin' all that to me..." He shook his head and turned around to see if he could literally scare up some dinner from a gullible couple in the park.

     "Huh?" He looked to the side and saw a piece of paper stabbed into the concrete by a small, familiar knife. He slowly walked over to it and plucked it out of the stone. He looked at it.

     "What's this red stuff?" He asked himself. He then picked up the piece of paper.

     "Dear Impmon? What the..." He read the note:

 

          Dear Impmon,

 

          I had a wonderful time today. I'm glad I got the chance   to see what I could do to you. Oh, yes, I really did torture     you. Don't kid yourself in thinking it never happened. And     I'll be back again for some more later. You'll never even    see it coming. I hope I didn't hurt you TOO bad or else I   won't be able to do as much to you next time. I really am     looking forward to our next time together.

 

                                           Renamon

     P.S.: Don't believe me? Check your arm, my little pet.

 

     Impmon scratched his head. He crumpled up the paper and threw it away shrugging.

     "Man, she's flipped her lip." He chuckled aloud, absent-mindedly he looked at his right arm. He gasped and his face turned white. Carved into his arm was a bloody scar in the shape of an "R".

 

The End

 

Written By: Trillermon

 

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