Indiana Owned

Indy has been taken captive by the crazy cult and had his mind stolen. What will happen to our brave hero?!

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The following story contains content that may not be suitable to all readers, including (but not limited to) physical violence , non-consensual sex or emotionally damaging behavior. This story is fictional and does not portray real events or real persons. Reader discretion is advised.


The cult leader leaned back and let out a soft moan of pleasure as his latest victim mindlessly sucked his large cock. His face moving up and down, choking with the size of it as the hand in his hair forced him to take the whole thing. His white skin was slick with sweat in the warm interior of the cultist quarters and it shown across his naked body. He was kneeling on the warm stone floor as the red light flickered across his muscular torso. His hands where bound together in front of him with a length of rope and his legs where bound in a similar way as to permit a slow shuffling gait but not true walking. 

The cultist sighed happily again and release his hand and let the slave move back to his own pace. 

“How the mighty have fallen ehh, Doctor Jones” the man said slurring the title in a way that was disrespectful and demeaning. He reached down a muscular brown arm and tilted the man's head up so their eyes met. He could see the small spark of resistance in them. The real Indiana was in there. Fighting for control but unable to overcame the effects of the potion. The cultists pushes his hips back and forth a few more times savoring the drool rolling down the mans face as he is forced to choke on his cock. 

“What would your companions say if they could see you now” the man snarled in delight as he used a foot to caress and then press against the enslaved hero's cock. “The mighty Indiana Jones on his knees cuffed and chained and sucking another man's cock like it his life depended on it.” The man chuckled and looked down between the slave's legs where he could see the once proud cock that had been jammed into a wood and bone cage and sealed shut, trapping it inside and making it strain against its prison and leak continually.  

Indiana continue his up and down motion on the cock unable to stop. Inside he raged against these perversions but his body was not his own. It was happily bobbing up and down on this man's knob well he strained in agonizing arousal in the cage. And from behind his muscular ass flexed in need around the not so small polished wood plug that had been stuck inside of him when he had been ordered into the room with the cult leader. It hurt as it settled in but now as it rubbed his prostate Indiana could not help but moan softly in pleasure around the cock in his mouth as he continued to suck. 

“Ahh yes good boy Indy” the man smirked and softly patted the side of the his slaves sweat slicked face, “get that cock nice and lubed up. Soon it will be time for me to finish your conversion to my mindless slave. Soon you will be fully subsumed to my will and never again will an independent thought cross your mind.” 

Several more minutes of forcing his dick down Indiana’s throat and then it was time. The cultist stood and ordered his slave up. He forced him to all 4s upon the stone slab in front of them and stood behind Indy and begin to slowly move the plug back and forth causing Indy to moan with pleasure and his caged cock to leak more onto the warm stone below him. As he slowly pulled the plug out of his slaves perfect muscular ass the man licked his lips slowly and lined his cock up with Indys hole. 

“Now you will become mine” the cultist said as he pushed his hips forward and his cock sank straight to the balls inside the heroes ass. Indiana let out a long moan filled with pain and pleasure. Inside he was raging but from the outside he looked like a proper slut arching his back and pushing back against his master and panting in ragged gasps. 

“Beg you little slut” his new master hissed as he fucked him “beg for me to fuck your worthless ass like the slave bitch you are!!!” 

“Please master please fuck your slaves' pathetic hole!!” Indiana gasped out as the man pushed further and further inside of him, “I need your cock master! I need it inside of me! I live to serve your desires! My body and mind are yours! I need your cum inside of me to complete me!!!” 

Indiana gasped out all of this in between moans and gasps of pleasure as the man roughly took his cherry from him without mercy. He was thrust against the warm stone and felt his cock trying to get hard in its cage but being defeated and straining against it. He leaked copious amounts of pre cum in a small puddle below him as he was savagely fucked by his new master. 

The cultist began to pick up speed. His slaves ass was so tight and all this worship was pushing him to the edge. He leaned in forward so he was right next to Indys ear and in a triumphant whisper said “Take it you little bitch. Take my seed. With this final offering I seal the pact. You belong to me.” 

With a howl he exploded inside the newly minted slaves no longer virgin hole as Indiana let out a long moan of pleasure as his hole spasmed around his new masters cock in pleasure. 

The man shot 6 times deep, into his new slaves hole then collapsed for a moment to rest before slowly pulling out and replacing the plug he had removed, making sure to fuck the slave with it for a moment to enjoy his moans of pleasure. 

“I am going to enjoy breaking you further slave. Molding you into whatever I desire. A slave. A gimp. A loyal dog. A mewling little boy to be used and abused by his superiors. Or all these things. Your future is now mine.” The man laughed as he shoved his cock roughly back into the slave's mouth to be cleaned. Indiana let out a moan around the cock as he tasted himself and the man's cum on the cock and began to lick and suck it clean as he was ordered. Inside the small spark raged but was slowly dwindling to a point where it was almost inaudible. 

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