Digilemon

 

All the characters in this lemon are eighteen or over, so there.

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Toei owns Digimon, not me.

This lemon contains:

Homosexuality

Heterosexuality

Bisexuality

Spanking

Ass worship

Non-consentual

Bondage

Masturbation

Domination

SM

Wound-spitting

Oral

If you are offended by any of these, or are under eighteen, please do not read on, as you will be breaking the law.

By reading on, you cleanse me of any guilt, and understand everything above the line below, so tough luck.

Yep, I’m innocent now. Read on.

 

Tag was walking through a forest in the Digital World. He was sad that his last digimon had chosen to leave him because of his sexual advances. He felt that he couldn’t help it, though. She was the sexiest Biyomon he had ever seen, and he thought that she wanted it too. She didn’t, however, and he would never see her again.

 

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks; there, in front of him, was a Veemon spanking a Patamon while a Gatomon was forcing it to lick her ass hole. The Patamon was crying from the sting of his buttocks from the Veemon’s spanking and the humiliation of licking the Gatomon’s anus. The gatomon was purring, lustfully and the Veemon was jacking off.

 

The scene made Tag extremely horny. He reached into his pants (he wore no underpants) and started to rub himself. Within seconds, he had a full erection, precum dripping onto his hand.

 

The Gatomon stood up straight, allowing the Patamon to stop licking her butt. She had smelt a human’s precum with her super strong senses. She looked around for him. She was almost certain he must have been looking at their little scene.

 

Tag saw her looking around and realised the situation. He started to run away, but stumbled over a small rock. Gatomon, Veemon and Patamon all heard it. The two rapists dashed towards Tag and the Patamon used the opportunity to slip from its vine bondings. It flew away, still pained in his ass.

 

Gatomon pinned Tag’s head to the ground, violently pushing his nose to the ground as Veemon grabbed his legs.

 

“What were you doing, fuckface?” Veemon shouted at Tag. “Were you wanking from us torturing that little orange bitch?”

 

“N-no,” Tag stuttered.

 

“No, Master,” Gatomon corrected him. “For the next few hours, you and the pot-roast will provide us with some entertainment, and part of that will be you calling us master and mistress, understand?”

 

“Yes, Mistress.”

 

“Good,” Veemon said. “Hold this slut while I go and get the pot roast.” He lifted off Tag’s legs, looked around and saw that the Patamon was gone. “Fuck!” Veemon went to the vines, picked them up and picked some more. “Well, it looks as though our little bitch has gone, which is bad luck for you, slut. It’s your fault, so we’re going to take it out on you.” Tag shivered slightly and Veemon took off his shoes and socks. “We could use those little things later,” he said. Tag worried at what this could mean.

 

Next, Veemon took a hold of Tag’s pants and yanked down on them. Tag blushed at being unclothed by a digimon, and a male one at that. “Ooh, no undies,” Veemon exclaimed. Gatomon looked behind her at the man’s naked buttocks. Tag took this as chance to escape, but as he tried he realised that Gatomon was too strong.

 

“Bad move, slut,” Gatomon tutted. “You just earned yourself an extra punishment..” She moved herself onto his head, so that she was sitting on top of it, looking at Veemon stripping him. She moved her paw down to her pussy and began to rub herself, slowly. Veemon took one of the vines, wrapped it around Tag’s ankles and knotted it.

 

“Now, let’s take that top of yours off,” said Veemon. Then, suddenly, he bit down hard on the top and ripped it off of Tag. Tossing it to one side, he looked at the naked, quivering man. He gave Gatomon an evil smile, who smiled back. He extended his claws and dug them into Tag’s back, making him scream into the ground.

 

“Such a girly scream for such a naked human,” Gatomon cackled as Veemon spat into the wounds. “And we were just getting started. What a wimp.” Veemon picked up another vine and wrapped Tag’s hands behind his back. “Good. Now we can start.”

 

Gatomon stepped off his head, still rubbing herself, lustfully. Veemon walked to Tag’s head and turned him over on his back. Veemon moved himself so that he was straddling Tag’s mouth. “Do you want to suck me, slut?” Veemon asked Tag. Tag said nothing. “Answer, slut!” Veemon said as he slapped Tag across his cheeks.

 

“No, Master.”

 

“Wrong answer,” Veemon slapped him again.

 

“Yes, Master.”

 

“How much do you want it?”

 

“Please let me suck you, Master,” Tag said, beginning to understand what Veemon wanted.

 

“More!”

 

“Please let me take you in my mouth. I want to have your cock in my mmm!” Veemon slipped his still hard dick into Tag’s mouth. Tag began to suck, thinking, ‘What have I gotten myself into?’ He pushed it to the top of his mouth and started licking.

 

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you, slut?” Veemon smiled, evilly.

 

Meanwhile, Gatomon had picked up a bag of their bondage tools from where they had tortured Patamon. She selected a dildo from it, about twelve inches long.

 

“Brace yourself, slut.”

 

TO BE CONTINUED.

 

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Oh, yeah, and Gatomon and Veemon’s adventures with their slut will not end until I die or decide to stop writing completely. I plan to write at least one hundred parts within about two years, but I reckon I can do more than that.