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The Digi World.

A parallel dimension that exists very close to the real world. It is still fundamentally separate from our world, existing as an independent world, with rules of its own and inhabit by strange and curious creatures known as "Digimon". Creatures that could take in the most varied forms, from the majestic to the terrifying, passing by the unusual, the funny and by the downright weird.

Now, if you think those creatures are only a bunch of monstrous and irrational beasts, you were sorely mistaken, my friend. Digimon were pretty smart. As smart as humans. Perhaps even more.

In other words, they had a complex society, which was actually not too different from the one humans lived in. In fact, their society was mostly inspired in humans. Since the Digi World was so close to the Earth, they were able to pick up many things from the humans on the other side.

Most of the information they got came from radio and digital waves, brought to them by television and internet. It was enough to help Digimon shape their society and world in a way greatly inspired by human culture. From their pastimes to their economy (Digimon bought and sold things using the dollar system) and everything in between. Digimon truly lived in a way very similar to how humans lived their lives.

This, of course, included the celebration of holidays. Mostly the North American ones. Independence Day, Saint Patrick's, Halloween... and Christmas.

All across the Digi World, everyone was getting ready to celebrate the familiar holiday of Christmas. The celebration of the birth of the one humans knew as "Jesus", in which they celebrated the pure act of giving by trading gifts with each other and engaging in all kinds of traditions related to this specific day.

Christmas trees were being set up and decorated with ornaments, mistletoe was being hang on every doorstep, waiting for two Digimon to step under them and kiss, statutes of Santa Klaus were being put in every garden as a special decoration. And, of course, there were the presents. Everyone was worrying about the presents. It were only two days before it was officially Christmas time, and everyone was busy buying some last-minute presents to give to someone else when the time came. Either be it by meeting in person and trading the gifts in particular, be it gathering in a big party with all of their friends and giving the gifts in front of all of your friends while all engaging together in a fun celebration of this human holiday.

Or, as it was the case in some places, by a celebration with the people from your workplace.

Such was an example of a group of mammals who worked on an office. Have you ever worked on an office? Common job, pretty boring. Some humans liked it boring, and so did some Digimon. Some worked on those places simply because they wanted something with a stable income to ensure their livelihood, even when you didn't exactly lived among the rest of the people of the "civilized" world. All of them were pretty much used to live day-by-day in a monotonous routine, which only got broken in special days of the year.

For example, during Christmas time, when everyone got more on the mood for celebrating. Occasionally by making a big office party, complete with everything that one could hope to have on such a day. Including a Secret Santa.

This is what Leomon's workplace has decided to do on that Christmas, celebrating a party for everyone in the office on Christmas Eve, with the traditional gift exchange to happen on the night, based on the secret Santa they just sorted out by having everyone draw names out of a Santa's hat. Everyone on the office picked up a name of the 'mon they would be having to buy a gift for, probably on that same night, and give on the following day on Christmas Eve.

This meant another mad dash for the stores to face a mob of Digimon after a gift so you could buy one yourself.

Leomon already knew his day would be tiring.

After drawing the names, everyone went back to their work as usual, with Leomon working on his traditional functions of typing contracts and other important documents on his computer, working on this monotonous and tiresome work until he was blissfully reminded that it was time for a break.

"Hey, Leo!" Said a voice by the entrance of Leomon's cubicle just as he finished typing and saving the latest document form he had just being working into. He looked over to see the familiar face of his coworker Wizardmon. "Wanna go grab a bite at the café here in front?"

"Yes, I'm starving." Leomon said, getting up from his chair and following his shorter friend out of that cubicle, glad for being able to get out of it and take a much needed break before he had a full-on mental breakdown and started to break the computers in the office, like poor Guilmon did just the month before.

In no time, they both were on the café just across street from their building, sitting on the benches outside and having a good lunch. It was just a quick bite before going right back at work, so there was no need to change from their work clothes. Clothing was no strange to Digimon, as some of them had their own natural articles of clothing. However, in works like those of an office, you sometimes had to change your natural clothing by another type of clothing. In the case of both Leomon and Wizardmon, they were both wearing suit and tie, which were the type of clothing you were usually expected to wear by working on an office.

Still, even with their work clothes, Wizardmon still wore his pointy hat and the scarf that hid most of his face, and Leomon still work the traditional pants, with his entrusted sword resting strapped to his belt. No one even bated an eye on the two as they had those articles, as they were the natural "attires" they had. It was not as if Leomon would start swinging his sword around with no reason, anyways. He would be arrest by the Digi-Police if he did.

"So, any plans for buying a present for your secret Santa?" Wizardmon asked, lowering his scarf just enough to allow himself to eat, but at the same time that he still kept his mouth hidden from sight. Leomon shrugged as he ate another bite of the huge ostrich thigh he was eating.

"I'm not sure, honestly." He said, as he chewed on the soft ostrich meat. "I know I'm having to face a huge crowd to buy anything tonight. The malls and stores are all packed. I wonder why everyone leaves to buy their presents on the last minute."

"Human influence, I heard." Wizardmon said, readjusting his scarf. "Apparently humans are all inherently lazy and it is rubbing off on us."

Leomon looked at Wizardmon for a few moments.

"Gatomon?" He asked, to what Wizardmon nodded.

"Gatomon."

No more needed to be said. Gatomon was Wizardmon's "little sister", and she was those kinds of Digimon who had a formed and strong opinion about pretty much everything. Humans being one of those things. Actually, it was the one subject about which she had a lot of formed opinions, most of it not the positive kind... And some of them quite verging on conspiracy theories.

That girl was crazy in the head. But Leomon was not about to say it within Wizardmon's earshot.

Last time he did they nearly got into a fight. Wizardmon might find his baby sister to be insufferable, but he loved her to death.

"The worst part is that I'll have to give a gift to a person I hardly even know." Leomon said, "I only know a little bit about her, and we hardly even talk. I have no idea what she would like! It would be so much easier if I was to buy a gift for you, man."

That much was truth. After all, Wizardmon was his best friend at the company, and they even hanged out during their free time. Leomon certainly knew what he would like. At least, he would have a better idea of what to give him than what he would to give to the gal he got as his secret Santa.

"Who did you picked, by the way?" Leomon asked, taking another bite of the second batch of ostrich thighs he ordered, and which had just arrived, still smoking of so hot just as Leomon liked them.

"You know I cannot tell you." Wizardmon said to him in an apologetic tone. "Part of the thing is the surprise."

"Oh." Leomon said simply, before taking a bite on the piece of ostrich. The meat was indeed hot, but that was no problem for Leomon. He was not one about to make a scandal just because his food was so hot it burned his mouth. He already spent far too long on battles and bad conditions to complain about his food being hot.

"Anyways, I also working on the perfect present for my secret Santa." Wizardmon said, "I want it to be perfect, after all."

"Mm-hmm." Leomon said as he chewed on the juicy meat, enjoying the flavor that spread on his taste buds.

"By the way, what would you like for Christmas?"

The question came so suddenly that Leomon, busy with his food, didn't even thought before answering:

"The Wargreymon twins."

It took a single second for Leomon to realize what he had just said, and he nearly chocked on his food as he did, before looking at Wizardmon, who was looking at him with mildly surprised eyes.

There were a few moments of silence between them, before Wizardmon said simply:

"Oh..."

Leomon looked at his friend, and he sighed.

Humans had a lot of taboos in what came to sexuality. Digimon, on their end, seemed to be a bit more evolved in that specific point. Leomon had been homosexual ever since he was old enough to actually feel sexual urges (what is pretty early among Digimon, considering how faster they hit puberty and reached maturity when compared to humans), and he never bothered to hide it. There was no reason to, after all. As a Lemon, he was the king of beast, and he was fully allow to desire any creature he wanted.

However...

"You know they both are straight, right?" Wizardmon said, "Like, they both go after girls together every single night, and they only go for the hotter ones, like the Angelwomons and Deviladymons. They are not interested in guys at all." He was looking at Leomon as he spoke.

"I don't think they would be interested in being your boyfriends."

Leomon looked at his friend.

"Who said anything about boyfriends?" Leomon asked, and Wizardmon took in what he was saying.

"Oh? So, you just want to convince them to have a one night stand?" Wizardmon said to him, "Well, like I said, they are completely straight. You'd probably have to get the two totally drunk for them to even consider going to bed with you..."

"I want them to be my slaves." Leomon said, and Wizardmon blinked.

"Ohhh!" He said, as now it made perfect sense now. He understood fully what Leomon wanted now. And also understood fully what the problem was.

You see, humans had long abolished slavery, as they ruled it as a dreadful and cruel practice, so much that it was considered one of the greatest tragedies to ever be faced. Now, to keep anyone as a slave was a crime and a violation of the human rights, and was worth of punishment by their laws.

However, in the Digi World, it was a different story.

Even if they were much more "civilized" than they used to be generations ago, Digimon were still beings of combat. Much of their politics was still based in power and strength, and many of their differences were normally settled with combat, with the winner having the right to claim what he wanted from the defeated enemy. This was just how they all were.

This meant that, on Digimon society, slavery was not forbidden. In fact, it was even consider part of the Digimon culture.

It didn't happened all the time, but sometimes Digimon in battle would take the loser as a trophy. This way, the loser became property of the winner, and would be theirs to do with as they pleased.

Now, that could seem terrible to humans. However, to Digimon, it could actually not be as bad, depending on how your master was. There were different kinds of Digimon, and this meant different kinds of masters. There were the bad types of masters, who saw their conquered trophies as nothing more than objects for them to use. They saw them as inferiors who they had all the freedom to boss around, bully and abuse all their wanted. Some of them used their slaves as constant servants, which they exploited and used until they eventually collapsed. Some used them as punching bags to vent out their frustrations, hurting and humiliating them as they knew that they could not fight back. Some of them eve were sadistic, and they caused their slaves to suffer for no other reason but their own amusement. Digimon that ended up under those kinds of masters sometimes ended doomed, as they would not be able to escape and would basically be stuck with them unless they somehow managed to get strong enough to defeat their masters and earn back their freedom, or until someone from the outside came and decided to defeat the master for the slave's freedom. Both of those were pretty rare of happening.

However, not all masters were like that. Some masters were caring. Some masters didn't stopped seeing their slaves as individuals only because their became their property. They saw them as people who had feelings and needs, and treated them with respect. Masters who, even though they demanded obedience and respect, and didn't hesitated to punish any misbehavior harshly, would never stop giving their slaves the respect and kindness that all (or nearly all) Digimon deserved. They would sometimes be more like severe fathers than merciless slave masters, and their slaves would even come to appreciate them. Some masters even pampered their slaves, treating them like little treasures and giving them comfortable lives. Those kinds of masters were actually sought by some Digimon, who wanted to give themselves to them in hopes of having comfortable lives for the rest of their existences.

And, of course, there was the sexual aspect of it. If a slave was a possession of the master, then it was not strange that the master would make use of their slaves as their "toys". Either the cruel and merciless slaves who would violently rape their slaves, to the loving masters who would kindly make love to their precious trophies, sex between a master and a slave was common, and even expected on those types of relationships, so much that someone didn't even bathed an eye on them. Some Digimon actually sought for slaves or masters with the specific purpose of the sex that comes from this type of arrangement. Like Leomon did.

"So, you still dream about having slaves to play with?" Wizardmon asked, and Leomon nodded.

"It was my father who put me to it." Leomon said, "He had a whole harem so slaves, males and females. As soon as I reached legal age, he took me to his harem and told me I could choose any slave I wanted to spend to night with. I ended choosing a cute Weregarurumon. He was wearing a pink thong and-"

"And he danced on your lap and made out with you before you fucked his brains out all night long, and that's how you lost your virginity." Wizardmon completed. "You already told me this story four times."

Leomon chuckled.

"Well, it was a meaningful event on my life. It was how I realized I only felt attracted to males." Leomon said to him, "And it was the day when I decided I wanted to have my own slaves. Not a harem, like my dad, but I wanted to have at least two. And I wanted them to be like that Weregarurumon. Good and obedient, who would do whatever I told them and worship any part of my body I told them to and happily wag their tails as I allowed them to service me while I held onto their leashes."

"Yeah..." Wizardmon said to Leomon. "I'm pretty sure the Wargreymons don't have tails."

"But they are still handsome." Leomon said, "And they are both on a greater level than me. Just like that Weregarurumon. It was just so thrilling, having a stronger Digimon fully submitting himself to me. I wanted it ever since that night. It felt so good to have a Final Level Digimon submitting to me like that. Imagine how it would feel to have two _Extreme_Level Digimon submitting to me like that!"

"Next level thrills." Wizardmon completed.

"Which is why I'd love nothing more than to have those two as my slaves... but..."

"But they are still straight." Wizardmon said, "And they are both Extreme Level."

That was the main problem with Leomon's desire. The Wargreymon twins were both only into females, so they would not be interested in being with a male. Moreover, they were both extremely prideful, so there was no way they would willingly submit themselves to another male, much less agree to be someone else's slave. They wouldn't even let the girls they went to bed with dominate them. They needed to be in control at all times.

That meant that, if Leomon really wanted to have them as his slaves, the only way would be to defeat them in battle. However, since they were both Extreme Level, this meant they were ways above beyond Leomon in terms of power. There was no way Leomon would ever be able to defeat them and claim them as his own. At most, he would be the one ending up as their slave. That if he even survived a battle with them.

"They would probably make me clean their armors and the floor with my tongue." Leomon mused, as he ate another piece of his ostrich.

"Blackie would probably use me as his punching bag. After he shaved all of my fur and had 'dumb cat' tattooed on my forehead." By "Blackie", Leomon was referring to Blackwargreymon, who was the "mean twin" of the Wargreymon brothers. "Then he would sell me to an Ogremon tribe. And I'm pretty sure Wargie wouldn't try to stop him. He may not be as mean as his twin, but he certainly would not help a guy who thought he could make both of them his slaves."

"Yeah. Being their slave would certainly not be as fun." Wizardmon said to him. "Well, plenty more of fish on the sea, right? Why not aim for something else? Like that Flamedramon from sales? Or maybe that ExVeemon brother of his'? You could definitely take them on .Or maybe that Renamon who is always near the mall? I bet you wouldn't even have to fight that yellow fox to convince him to be your slave."

"It's not the same." Leomon said, looking at Wizardmon. "I told you, I want slaves who are stronger than me. I want slaves so powerful that they would destroy me if they weren't so obedient and submissive! I want big, strong and manly slaves! I want... those two."

Leomon sighed, and Wizardmon only looked at his friend.

"Them and no one else?" Wizardmon asked, and Leomon nodded.

"After I saw that battle they had with those other two Extreme Level Digimon back in June? No one else."

Wizardmon nodded. He knew the battle Leomon was talking about. It made it to the news of the entire region. Good thing it happened outside of the town, otherwise the Wargreymon twins and those other two would have had to pay a literal fortune in damages...

"So, they really are your dream slaves, aren't they?" Wizardmon asked, and Leomon once more nodded.

"Yeah. They sure are." He ate the final piece of ostrich, leaving the bones on the oversized bowl. "But, that is all that it will remain... a dream." He downed an entire cup, and then just placed it into the table, before looking at the watch on his wrist.

"Work starts on ten minutes." Leomon said as he got up, "We better get going. Can't give Garudamon reasons to cut our paychecks so close to Christmas. He's been really grumpy since his wife left him three months ago."

With this said, Leomon started walking back to the office, with Wizardmon coming right after him after paying the bill. They still had work to do, after all, as they still needed to pay their bills. Leomon, on his end, was okay with leaving the subject behind.

The idea of having the Wargreymons to himself was one he loved to entertain, especially during those long and lonely nights on his house near the forest. However, it was the kind of idea that could never come true. There was no way that he could ever turn those two powerful and manly Digimon into his slaves, to do and play with as he pleased. There was just no way.

This was the kind of idea that would only remain in the realm of ideas, and Leomon was fine with that.

With this, Leomon was ready to leave the subject behind and focus his mind back on his work, and on what the hell he was going to buy for his secret Santa. He wondered if she liked perfumes...

However, Leomon was unaware of what was currently going on Wizardmon's mind. While the lion man was ready to let go of the subject for good, the wizard Digimon was still very much on the subject, and his mind was working on it with everything it got.

_ _

Two days later. Christmas morning...

It was still the early days of the morning. The sun was rising on the horizon, with its first rays casting the sky into a green and violet coloration. In the city, everyone was still sleepy soundly on their comfortable beds, many of them still hungover from the night of partying on Christmas eve, and would probably remain on their beds until late during the holiday. That is, save for the younger ones, who would be rising from their beds and rushing to their living rooms in hopes of finding those toys they asked for on their letters to Santa underneath their trees.

And also save for the ones who were not as soft as those guys who spent too much time living in civilization, like Leomon.

Before he started working on the city, Leomon grew up on the forest. He learned very soon to survive, fight and take care of himself, like every proud king of beasts should. This is the kind of thing that you learn on your youth and never forget for as long as you live, and not even a "easier" like in city would cause you to forget everything you learned when you were still a toddler, by both human and Digimon standards.

That was why Leomon did not felt any problem waking up on that very moment in the morning. Not even after having been one of the last ones to leave the office Christmas party on the night before. He also didn't felt any kind of pain or throbbing on his head, and neither did he felt any strange taste on his mouth or weird feeling on his stomach. Although that could be directly linked at his particular strong resistance to alcohol. And boy, there was alcohol on that party.

Enough to make even Garudamon feel a little jollier and actually start singing Christmas songs with the rest of the employees on their little improvised karaoke competition. Leomon was satisfied to only watch from a distance, like he usually did. He was the worst singer ever.

Still, he very much enjoyed himself. He always did when there was food and booze. And then, when it was almost three in the morning, he left the party and went back to his home. He arrived around 3:40, walked straight to his bedroom, removed his clothes and dropped on bed. He was out nearly immediately.

It should currently be 5:25 in the morning. Meaning that Leomon only had around two hours of sleep. However, for someone who used to wake up before the sun to clean is entire bedroom and then go out with his father to get food, two hours sleep a day was not that bad. Leomon was a hard worker. His father made sure to make him one and not to let him go soft only because they had a lot of slaves at home.

The slaves were basically only his father's harem, anyway. Their only job was to look pretty and suck cock on command.

Leomon got up from the bed, stretching his body, getting rid of himself of the minuscule cramps he worked for sleeping on that hard bed for the past two hours. Luckily, his father taught him the best remedy for those types of cramps: morning exercises.

Most Digimon, like Leomon, already had a "default body type", and didn't needed to work on it. Their bodies was pretty much predetermined by the pattern of the data that composed them, and would not change without external interference, except if the Digimon had a lifestyle that really could be considered extreme, like a very unhealthy diet. Still, Leomon found it good to exercise himself daily, as a way of keeping his muscles working and making sure that he still looked like a proper Leomon.

He did the usual. Push-ups. Sit-ups. Squats. Russian twists. The whole ordeal. One hundred of each. That was how Leomon always started his days. Some could consider it heavy for the morning, but to him it was the perfect way to jumpstart all of his muscles to start a new day. It was better than a cup of coffee to wake him up.

Leomon was finished in twenty minutes, and he did worked up a little sweat. However, comparing to the sweat that was already on his body it didn't really made much of a difference.

Leomon stopped, and gave a whiff to his armpits. Man, he was reeking!

Guess that was the result of dancing like he did when they started playing the music he liked. Of course, the fact that his friends from work all kept encouraging him really helped. Yeah, Leomon really did had a very good time on the party last night. He didn't even minded the fact that he didn't actually got any present from his secret Santa. However, he was not very keen on receiving anything, anyway.

Now, if it was a regular day, Leomon would hop on the shower, clean himself with the waters that came straight from the local river, pass some special organic soap to cleanse out all of the smell from his body. If it was a particularly important day, he would also take some of his favorite flowers and pass them on his body as a natural perfume.

Hey, he was a jungle kid!

However, since it was Christmas, he had no work or anything else. He had the entire day all for himself, and he intended to pass it like he passed all holidays and free days he got: by eating three solid meals throughout the day and spending all the time in between exercising, with occasional stops in between them to enjoy all the things he was able to enjoy by living so close to nature.

Yeah, Leomon was never the kind who was eager to celebrate holydays like most other 'mons. He had his own way of celebrating. To him, those holidays were days when he had all the time of the world for himself, and he enjoyed them on the solitude of his home near the forest.

Of course, it would be a different story if he had a slave. Or two. Preferably twins. One yellow and the other black. Both of them on their knees and ready to suck his dick.

With a sigh, Leomon walked out of his bedroom and into the rest of his cave. Yes, Leomon's house was literally a cave. Fully furnished as a house and complete with windows and a door to be locked, for the sake of privacy. However, considering he lived over twenty minutes away of the city and his closest neighbor lived fifteen minutes by car, he wasn't too worried about privacy. Which was why he didn't even bothered to put on some pants, as he walked into the living room only on his underwear.

He walked past his living room, fully decorated for Christmas, as per tradition, and he nearly missed an important detail on his living room. However, his sharp senses were too accurate to miss a detail. Especially a detail like that one, which immediately made him double-take as his eyes got as wide as dinner plates.

"What in the name of Yggdrasil!?!?"

Leomon was a guy who didn't got surprised by things. He was seasoned. However, even he could not hold back his shock as he looked at this scene on his own living room. One he was pretty sure he didn't saw when he came back last night. He was tired, but he had not had too much to drink. Even if he had, he was absolutely sure he would not have missed that.

There was no way he would not see something that would make him rub his eyes, take a double, even triple take, and wonder if he was still actually awake or dreaming.

However, as first rays of sunlight of that Christmas morning peeked through the windows, Leomon was able to see that this was indeed there. Even more as he took slow steps in direction to the corner of his living room. In direction to the Christmas tree he had set up on that specific part of the house, a pine tree that he had cut himself with his sword and dragged all the way back to his home to make it a tree for this year's Christmas.

However, his attention was not on the Christmas tree itself, but to the two figures that were currently kneeling at the base of the tree...

They were without their common armors, save for the helmets they always wore. However, even without the helmets, there was no way Leomon would not recognize the two.

They were the Wargreymon twins!

Either them or another Wargreymon and Blackwargreymon pair that looked like each other more so than the average members of the species. However, as Leomon approached, he realized that they were indeed the twins. They had the very same tattoos, result of a special program to alter the pigmentation of their skin in a particular way to give them markings. The Wargreymon had a black snake tattooed all around his left arm, coiling on it the way it would around a branch, while the Blackwargreymon had a yellow crescent moon on his right shoulder. Those tattoos confirmed that they were the same ones he knew from around the town, and they were not the only thing Leomon noticed better as he approached the two.

They were kneeling in there, naked and with their arms behind their backs. Leomon had the feeling there were handcuffs on their wrists, cuffing their hands behind their backs. It would make sense considering the position. Also, the handcuffs would also match the red-ball gags both of them had on their mouths, gagging them and making them breathe through their noses. They also had red tissues wrapped over their eyes, serving as blindfolds. Leomon could also, by getting close enough, notice the metallic shine coming from their crotches, and realized that they both were wearing cock-cages. However, the things that called attention the most were the little gift bows they had wrapped around the horns of their helmets, and the red collars around their necks, each with a golden tag.

Upon getting close enough, Leomon was able to read what was on the two tags of their collars.

WARGIE/BLACKIE

PROPERTY OF LEOMON

Lemon was still in shock. His mind was still processing what he was seeing. He almost felt the urge to go ahead and touch them, to see if they would vanish like a mirage when he tried. If they didn't, then he would probably feel their delicious-looking bodies with his hands like there was no tomorrow, before proceeding to do other things to them...

However, being the careful Digimon he was, he would not lay a finger on them until he knew exactly what was going on. What if this was some kind of trap? In a place like the Digi World, you could never be a hundred percent sure.

Luckily for Leomon, he also noticed another thing.

On the ground, in between the kneeling dinos, was a single piece of paper. It was a card, opened in a way it was perfectly standing in between the two. Carefully, Leomon reached out for the card, and checked it out.

It was a Christmas card. That much was clear by the red and green colors on the front and the big bold MERRY CHRISTMAS emblazoned on the front. Leomon opened, and found another piece of paper inside, folded, as well as a small pair of metal keys.

Leomon picked the metal keys, seeing they were relatively small. He only needed a few seconds to realize they probably were the keys of the chastity cages the brothers were wearing. Leomon, however, could worry about that later, as he was more interested on unfolding the paper and seeing if he had a little more information on what the heck was going on there.

And he wasn't disappointed:

Hey there, my lion buddy! Merry Christmas.

If you're reading this, then you've found my gift. I could have given it to you at the party, but I was afraid that everyone was going to be ogling, and would end up asking some questions I wouldn't really be able to answer.

Anyways, it turned out that you are my Secret Santa, and I just knew that I had to get the perfect present for my best buddy. And you were kind enough to tell me exactly what you wanted.

Now, I had to make in a few calls, call in a few favors, but I managed to get you exactly what you wanted for Christmas.

Starting from today, Wargreymon and Blackwargreymon are both your slaves, to do with as you please. They will obey all of your orders and will gladly offer their bodies for you to play with and use as you see fit, and they will be very thankful at you for this.

Now, in case you're wondering how I managed to convince two straight tops to become slaves for another male... well, I have my ways.

Long story short, I managed to put them under a very strong, and permanent, hypnosis. I'll spare you the details because it is not exactly legal, so the less you know the better. What you need to know is that it worked like a charm, and now those two are completely under control. I erased their previous personalities and replaced them with nothing more than complete devotion and subservience towards their one true master who they love and adore more than anything else in the world.

In case that's not obvious, this one is you.

And don't worry, I was assured there is absolutely no chance of them ever reverting to their previous personalities and trying to kill you. They are yours forever.

Or until you get sick of them.

Have a very merry Christmas, buddy.

~Your pal, Wizardmon

PS: When I snuck into your house to leave your gift, I noticed that you snore pretty loudly. You might wanna go see a doctor about that.

_ _

Leomon read the entire letter. Then he read it one more time, to be sure he had not missed anything important.

Then, he turned his gaze back at the two Digimon kneeling obediently before him, literally gift-wrapped just for him.

Wizardmon... really has pulled a big one on that.

It was possible to put others under hypnosis. Every Digimon knew that. Some Digimon were even able to do that with their own means. However, to actually alter one's personality? And to make it in a permanent way? Now we were talking into something really heavy there. Something you definitely cannot find on the mainstream community, but something that you could hear 'mons whispering about on the corners of shady bars.

It was certainly something that had certain legal implications, if it was ever found out about.

Leomon wondered how on the Digi World Wizardmon has gotten his hands on something capable of doing something like that. And how he had managed to actually use it on the twins.

The amount of risk involved was enormous.

And he did it all just to give Leomon his perfect Christmas gift.

Leomon was never the type to be overly sentimental. However, right there, he could not help but feel touched that his friend would go so far to make him happy.

He nearly felt moisture coming to his left eye. Which he quickly chalked about a reaction to moisture on that cold winter morning.

A sound broke him out of his thoughts, and made him look over. Wargreymon and his brother were both shifting their bodies slightly, groaning a little bit as they shifted their bodies. That was when Leomon thought that, since Wizardmon came to leave them after he felt asleep, this meant they must have been there for an hour or two.

One hour tied up, on your knees and with a ball-gag in your mouth is long to unexperienced people. They were probably feeling more than a little bit uncomfortable.

Perhaps Leomon could make them feel a little better.

It was Christmas morning, after all. He had the right to unwrap his own presents.

He started with the blindfolds.

The two dinosaurs blinked as the tissues were removing from their eyes. They blinked, and then their gazes both fixated on Leomon.

Leomon could swear that their eyes were shining the moment they looked at him, and they started to make sounds behind their gags. They sounded excited. Perhaps happy even?

Next, Leomon removed their ball-gags, allowing them to talk. And:

"Good morning, Master Leo!" Wargreymon happily said to Leomon as his mouth was freed. Then, it was the turn of his brother.

"Merry Christmas, Master Leo!" Blackwargreymon said, as happy as his brother. He was smiling as he looked up at Leomon, "I'm so glad my brother and I can be with you!"

"We are both very happy!" Wargreymon said, looking at him with the same happiness. Leomon took a moment to look at both of them, and he didn't saw any sign that they were lying or making fun of him or being sarcastic. All he could see on their expressions was pure and honest adoration.

Just like Wizardmon said on the letter.

"Well... I'm glad to hear that." Leomon said, smiling at the two. "I'm also very happy for having you two in my house for Christmas."

They both beamed when they heard that, their eyes shining with happiness. Had either of them had a tail, they would be wagging it from joy.

"Now, let me get you two untied. I want to take a good look at you." Leomon said, and they both stood still as Leomon freed their hands from behind their backs. They were not hand-cuffed, as Leomon had thought, but rather their wrists had been roped together. The "rope" tying their wrists was nothing more than gift-wrap tissue. It was not very resilient to begin with, as Leomon tore it easily. If he did, he was sure that the brothers could have done it on their own as well. The fact they didn't proved how obedient they were now.

And they indeed were obedient. The fact that the first thing they did upon being freed was to remain kneeled right where they were. And bow their heads until they were nearly touching the ground.

"Master, what is your command to us?" Wargie asked, causing Leo to look at him in surprised, and then shift his gaze to Blackie as he said:

"Whatever your wish is, we will fulfill it! We live to make you happy!"

Leomon looked intently at those two Digimon before him.

They were both Extreme Level Digimon. Each one with enough power to level an entire city if they wanted. Under normal conditions, they would never be willfully submitting themselves to him like that. And yet, there they were, crawling before him like maggots, ready to devote themselves to him and obey any and all of his commands.

It was the hottest thing Leomon had seen so his life so far.

His underwear started tenting already.

"Oh, really?" Leomon said, looking at the two, "You will do anything to make me happy?"

"Yes!" Wargie said, raising his head. "We exist to make you happy, Master!"

"We'll do anything to satisfy you!" Blackie said as he rose his head as well. They both looked with adoration at Leomon. At his smirking face. At his glinting eyes. At his sculpted musculature...

And at the growing tent on his underwear as he looked down on them.

Their own eyes glistened when they saw the volume of that tent, which gave them a very good idea of how big their new master was.

"Oh?" Leomon said, noticing how they were eyeing his tent like a hungry dog would look at a steak. His smirk widened. "Do my new slaves want this?" He said, gripping his tent, and making a small show with it to the two. This simple display left them both panting with their tongues out like dogs.

"Yes..." Wargie said, "We want it, Master. Can we have it, please?"

"Can we touch it?" Blackie said, "C-can we... taste it?"

They both seemed pretty needy. Like a couple of sluts, instead of the straight chads they were both famous for being. Leomon could only deduce that, whatever Wizardmon used to alter their minds to turn them into his slaves, he also used to make them both gay and needy.

Wizardmon seemed to have truly considered everything when giving Leomon his gift.

This actually made Leomon feel bad for not giving him only a cologne for Christmas. Maybe he could compensate when it was time for his birthday?

But, that was for later, for right now...

"Maybe..." Leomon said, looking at the two and smirking. "But first, you two must do something for your Master. Say, have you both ever danced before?"

The two were not bad dancers, by any means. However, Leomon had a certain kind of dance in mind for the two to make. They both admitted that, while having watched girls dancing like that many times, they themselves had never danced like that before.

Leomon was understanding, and said to them that he would "not demand too much".

Soon, the two were standing before Leomon. The lion-man had picked up his cellphone, and selected something from his playlist to play for the two. After all, it was easier to dance once you had music playing on the background, right?

He selected something nice. Soon, the kind of music you would expect to hear in a strip-club was playing on the living room. And Leomon was soon urging his new slaves to go ahead, promising to "understand if they didn't do it right on the first try".

They soon were obeying what Leomon ordered them to do. True to their words, they had no experience in this kind of dance, as their movements were a bit awkward. However, they were actually better than Leomon expected.

Wargie gyrated his hips nicely, sticking his butt out as he spun, shaking his hips to make a nice show, and then sticking his caged cock out in the open, as if he was inviting Leomon to just go in there and start touching his body. Speaking of touching, Blackie was running his hands over his body as he dance, touching his neck, his pecs, his balls, and even slapping his buttocks pretty enthusiastically on his own version of a sexy dance. All the while, both of them moaned in a very convincing way, as if they were actually taking pleasure simply from dancing like hat to their new master.

They were not pros, by any means. However, they clearly had potential, having probably learned a thing or two from all the strippers they ever had dancing on their laps over the years. A few months, and maybe some professional lessons, and they would be able to work on strip-clubs themselves.

For now, however, the very fact that those two were eagerly dancing like that to Leomon was enough to make his cock throb and leak inside his underwear.

"Ohh, yeah." Leomon said, as his hand slipped inside his underwear, to grab and touch his member. "Yes, just like that. Shit, you two are natural!" Leomon pulled his member out, letting it hang free.

The two eyed it hungrily, and then started dancing faster, as if hoping that this would let them get that same cock as reward for their dancing. They were hard workers, that much Leomon could safely say.

And he did enjoyed their hard work. Wargie knew how to make his butt swing right on the right way, and Blackie's roaming hands made Leomon wish to go in there and replace those hands with his own.

"Yes, dance just like that for your master." Leomon said as he started masturbating. Slow and steady, he rubbed his cock while he watched his two new slaves dancing for him. He imagined all the things he would be doing with them. With each one of them. With both at the same time... Then he started to Imagine them doing things to each other.

What? Leomon was a bit of an incest fetishist himself. Besides, they were twins! Of course it was hot!

"Hey, slaves." Leomon said to the two, making them both stop and pay attention to him. "What would be your answer if I told both of you to start making out?"

They both just looked at him for a while, and then at each other. For a moment, Leomon wondered if he had gone too far and if the mind control on them was wavering. However:

"Would that make you happy, Master?" Blackie asked.

"It certainly would be nice to watch." Leomon answered. Then Wargie said:

"Then we would gladly do it, if that's what you want."

Leomon smirked.

"Then both of you get to it. Master wants to see you two making out." He said, and the two were quick to obey.

Without missing a beat, they turned to each other and started making out. They kissed like they believed their master wanted. He did tell them to give him a good show, so that was what they were doing. They were making out as if they were a pair of horny teenagers. They even moaned and noisily made out as they rubbed their tongues together, making wet sounds that Leomon could very clearly hear.

FUCKING YGGDRASIL! That was so fucking hot!

"Hell, yeah!" Leomon said as he masturbated while watching. "That's it, boys! Just like that! Use more tongue! Rub your bodies together just like that! Wargie, squeeze Blackie's butt! Fuck yeah!"

They both did everything Leomon ordered them to, and soon Leomon was watching a gay incest show that was just to his taste. The brothers moaned on each other's mouths as they looked as if they were trying to feel each other's tonsils with their tongues, and were touching, groping and squeezing each other's butts on the same way they, many times in the past, did with the hot women they spent nights with.

Leomon loved what he was watching, and he was masturbating feverously as he watched this display. His hand was a blur over his cock as it leaked pre like a fountain, which served as lube for Leomon to masturbate even faster. He felt like he could just keep watching this all day and masturbate, for he would have hundreds of orgasms only from watching. However, Leomon wanted more than that.

"Okay, that's enough." Leomon said after nearly ten minutes, and the twins separated, a strand of saliva connecting their mouths as they looked at their master. Leomon had (very reluctantly) removed his hand from his cock. His member was glistening with the pre all over it, some of it dripping from the cock down into the ground, and it throbbed with each beat of Leomon's heart.

"You two have earned a reward." Leomon said to them as he smiled. "Now, get on your knees and crawl to your prize."

They obeyed, and both of them kneeled, crawling on all fours like feral dogs as their eyes were glued on the beautiful cock of their beloved master. Once they were close enough, they nearly tackled into it like a lion would tackle a gazelle during hunt, and they were all over it.

They kissed and nuzzled the member, letting the pre in into rub into their lips, into their helmeted faces, and even into their hair, before they proceeded to start licking it, running their tongues up and down the whole length of the member. Then they would take turns sucking on the head of the member while the other would lick and suckle on Leomon's furry balls.

"That's it, my dear slaves." Leomon said in delight, between purrs of pleasure, as he was service by the two dragons. "Just like that. Show me how much you love my cock. Show me how much you love me. Show me that you will forever be mine and belong to me as a pair of submissive sex slaves."

They both moaned as they continued servicing Leomon, as they double-teamed the member presented to them with amazing skills. They used some pretty good techniques, like the "two-tongued head-service" and the "we are trying to kiss, but there's a cock on the way", and the "sausage and eggs for two".

Now, Leomon was sure that they didn't tried those techniques themselves before, or if they even knew their names. Most likely, they were trying to imitate the things that others had done of them on the past.

And they were both proving to be fucking naturals!

The way they were working on his member, Leomon wouldn't last very long. Not after how hard he had been masturbating less than six minutes before. The familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm was coming to him, and Leomon knew that he would not last much longer like this.

"Stop, stop!" Leomon said, urgency clear on his voice. The way he spoke made the two stop immediately and look up at him, afraid that they have done something to upset him. Leomon, on his end, just looked down at the two with that same feral need on his eyes, as he gave them his next order:

"Stand back and stand still. Time for your master to mark you."

They took only a second to understand what Leomon wanted, and they were only glad to obey. They both stood back, sitting on their haunches, as Leomon masturbated furiously while pointing his cock at the two. Leomon panted and growled as he came closer and closer to orgasm.

The two, knowing it was coming, closed their eyes and waited for it. That was when Leomon threw is head back, roaring loudly as he reached his peak. His tip flared as a jet of pearly white digital cum flew out of it, and landed right into Wargie's face. With a shift in the position of his cock, the second one flew right to Blackie, hitting him right on the snout and coating his muzzle into the white, sticky substance.

Leomon continued to roar and to masturbate, while he shifted his cock on just the right way to shot his cum into one brother and then the other, while they remained still and allowed their master to mark them with his cum.

And boy, Leomon did marked them well.

Leomon was a strong and virile Digimon. As such, it surprises no one that he could be a big cummer. However, Leomon was said to cum a lot, even for a virile Digimon. He shot out around twenty jets of cum before his orgasm finally subsided.

Leomon sighed, and looked down at the two. Some of his shots had missed, of course, but most of it hit their mark. Both of the brothers had their faces coated with cum. They were both looking up at him, with the same adoration and submission as when Leomon removed their blindfolds.

"Master..." Wargreymon said, looking up at Leomon.

"Thank you, master..." Blackie completed, as he licked his lips, taking in some of the cum that was on it and shuddering with delight. "Thank you for giving us the honor of being marked by your glorious cum."

Leomon smirked at the two.

"You're welcome." He said to the two, and they only continued to look up at him as if he was a living god, while they licked their own muzzles for any and all cum they could catch. Pre-cum leaked from the openings on their chastity cages, as their arousal caused them to leak, but the metal encasing their members prevented them from getting fully erect.

That scene alone was enough to cause Leomon's softening member to start hardening again, throbbing with need between his legs and once more reaching full erection, as if he had not just had an orgasm.

That was how virile Leomon was. And how horny.

He was a king of beasts, after all.

Normally, Leomon's holydays were spend on quiet introspection and training. Christmases included. However, now that he had received such a wonderful gift, this Christmas would celebrated in a different way.

A grumble was heard. It was coming from Leomon's stomach.

Well, if he was going to celebrate this Christmas to its fullest, he might as well do it with a full stomach.

Time for some Christmas breakfast.

Despite being a carnivore, Leomon was the kind who would gladly stuff himself full of fruit. Especially his favorite fruit, picked straight of the trees of the forest where he lived. This was a fruit human eyes never laid upon. There were a lot of things on the digital world that one would never hope to find in the real one. For example, Leomon's favorite fruit, yellow in color and shaped exactly like a star.

They grew in big trees resembling pine trees, and only grew around the end of the year, right on top of said trees. They were juicy and sweet, and with a texture that made it seem like one was munching on soft snow. They were definitely Leomon's favorite, and eating one of them was his perfect breakfast for a Christmas morning. There was definitely nothing better than eating one of those for breakfast on a Christmas morning.

That was what Leomon thought until he had two good slaves.

Now, as he sat by the table to eat his breakfast, he had an added delicious feeling to his delicious breakfast.

Beneath the table, on his knees, was Wargreymon. He had his hands on Leomon's knees, as he leaned forward in order to suck Leomon's cock. Wargie moaned as he sucked on the cock of the one he now knew as his master. He bobbed his head slowly, making sure to give it a good sucking as he went from head to base with each movement of his head.

When he was at the head, he would swirl his tongue around the tip, catching drops of the delicious pre of his master. When he went to the base, he swallowed around the member to take it as deep as it could go, remembering to breathe through his nose like master instructed so he would not choke anymore. He was so glad that master worried enough about him to give him such important tips on how to please him better. Now he could properly work on make master feel good. Just like his brother also was.

Now, in case you are wondering where was Blackie... well, Leomon was sitting on him.

Why use a chair when you have a slave, huh?

But this was not a "making him go on all fours and sit on his back" kind of thing. No, Blackie was making for a much more interesting chair than that. All that was needed was for him to kneel, bend his back on the right way, use his hands for support and voila! Leomon could sit directly over his face and have his meal. More than that, he could have Blackie open his mouth for him, and sit over the open muzzle while Blackie ate him out. Blackie was resilient enough that there was no risk of him getting hurt by the weight of Leomon, and he could stay there for hours if his master willed him to. In fact, Blackie kind of hoped his master would stay sitting on his for a long time, all so he could have the honor of licking and tasting his musky tailhole.

If eating his favorite fruit was the perfect Christmas breakfast, then eating his favorite fruit while being sucked off and having his tailhole eaten out was nothing sort of Nirvana.

This certainly made breakfast all the more enjoyable for Leomon. He made sure to eat the fruit slowly, all so he could enjoy this feeling for as long as possible. However, eventually the meal had to end, and Leomon was feeling pretty satisfied after eating, and could focus better on the delicious feelings on his cock and ass. This was the feeling of being serviced by his two obedient and devoted slaves.

Who were servicing him very diligently while still wearing their chastity cages, as pre copiously leaked from the openings and into the ground.

"Say, boys..." Leomon said, causing the two to acknowledge his words with an "mmph?"

"How would you boys like to have your cocks out of those cages?"

They were thrilled, of course. However, Leomon had the feeling that they were kind of regretting it now.

Leomon brought them to his bedroom, and then he proceeded to tied them up again. This time, however, he used special chains, made of special league of digichrome steel that even Extreme levels like them would not be able to break. He tied their wrists to the head of the bed, while he chained their ankles to the foot of it. He made sure they were both safely secured and unable to escape. Then he replaced their ball-gags and their blindfolds, and finally removed their chastity cages.

The brothers had both impressive members, the kind that would make any woman squeal in pleasure if used on them. Now those members both belonged to Leomon, like the rest of the pair.

Leomon proceeded to touch and rub those two members, using an amazing skill to rub the two members with just the right speed and pattern to cause the two brothers to moan behind their gags and then start humping against his hands as he masturbated the two. Leomon made sure to make it slowly, as he wanted to this to last.

They both moaned and shook their heads as they were masturbated. They were clearly calling Leomon's name as they were masturbated. Better, they were calling his new tile of "master". However, due to the gags, it came out as "Mnnsthnn!"

Leomon continued to give the two handjobs. He went all the way down from the bases to their heads and teased the heads by rubbing them. He even took breaks to fondle their balls. As he did, their cocks throbbed and leaked pre in copious amounts as their moans grew more and more desperate. They humped against Leomon's hands, as their orgasms drew nearer and nearer.

Then, just then they were both one single stroke away from their orgasm... Leomon pinched their heads in a painful way.

"MMMPH!?!?" They both said at the same time, as they felt their orgasm be snatched away from them. Then their cocks were left alone for almost two minutes, before the hands of their master returned, rubbing and fondling their members working them up again until they were on the verge of orgasm.

Only for him to pinch them and leave them alone again, completely ruining their orgasm.

From there, Leomon spent a good deal of time doing this, working them up all the way to the brink of orgasm only to yank them back, over and over again, without any sign of stopping any time soon.

As minutes dragged and turned into hours, the twins were being drove to the very edge of madness by this cycle. They squirmed, tugged on their chains, shook their heads, and let out muffled pleas for mercy and for orgasm to their master from behind their gags.

All the while, Leomon delighted himself on how he was able to have those two powerful Digimon reduced to whimpering messes, almost breaking down in tears and begging him for mercy. This gave him a feeling of power and personal gratification like few others he has had on his life.

He made sure to milk it as much as he could, and he felt like he could spend the entire day just doing this and edging those two until they went completely crazy. However, he felt a little pity when they started to sound like they could actually start sobbing. Besides, he could no longer ignore the needs of his own throbbing cock.

"Yeah, I guess this is enough." Leomon said, "Say, you boys want to have a proper orgasm?"

Their reaction was immediate, they whimpered and whined behind their gags, as they both nodded frantically. It seems that even deep brainwashing could not change the instinctual need to have an orgasm. Neither the fact of one becoming desperate if they were denied their orgasm for too long.

They were right on the point Leomon wanted.

"Alright them..." Leomon said, and looked at the two with a smirk. "The thing is... master wants to orgasm too. And he wants to do it by fucking one of you... So in this case... Yeah, I guess we'll have to work a little something."

The two were sweating as their cocks throbbed. Their blindfolds made it impossible for them to see what Leomon was doing.

"Eenie..." Leomon said, squeezing the head of the member of one of them. "Meenie, miny moe..."

He alternated between squeezing between the two heads, causing them to squirm into the bed, before he settled.

"You..." Wargreymon said, smirking as he selected Wargie for this. He then proceeded to unchain Wargie and help him stand. Blackie, on his end, was left whimpering into the bed, thinking that his brother had been chose instead of him. That was, until he felt the chains on his ankles being removed.

"Raise your legs." Leomon ordered, and Blackie obliged, putting his legs and exposing his asshole to whoever wanted to see. He then felt the presence of a body by his butt, with a hard member touching in between his cheeks.

His heart soared as he immediately assumed that master had chosen him.

That was, until his blindfold was removed, and he came face to face with his own brother, looking back at him.

They looked at each other for a few moments, before Leomon's face also popped into view, resting by the side of Wargie's face as he was also on the bed now, on his knees right behind the Wargreymon. He had a huge smirk on his face.

"Okay, boys." Leomon said, looking down at Blackie. "Let's have some fun, the three of us."

With this, Leomon used his hand to maneuver Wargie's cock, until it was touching on Blackie's asshole, which reflexively tensed upon being touch by Blackie's brother's member. Once it was in position, Leomon next positioned his own cock, putting it right into Wargie's own asshole. The two brothers were realizing what was about to happen.

"Going in hot!" Leomon said, as he started to push. Wargie shivered and grunted as he could feel his ass being penetrate by Leomon's cock. In turn, the movement Leomon was making on him forced him to make a movement of his own, penetrating his own brother's ass, and causing Blackie to groan and shiver on very much the same way.

In a matter of seconds, both cocks penetrated their respective assholes with a "pop", causing the two brothers to shiver and moan behind their gags as they were penetrated and (in Wargie's case) penetrated.

Leomon smirked and purred as he felt that tight opening enveloping his cock. By the tightness, it was clear that Wargie was an anal virgin. Enphasis on "was". Blackie was probably the same. How delightful.

Leomon didn't started humping right away, instead he held on to there for a few moments, letting Wargie get acclimated. He has had enough partners to know how important it was to allow someone to adjust to your size. Especially virgins. After a while, Leomon started pressing, and this caused Wargie to moan as he was penetrated. The pressure making Wargie penetrate his twin, who moaned as well.

From there, things progressed normally. With Leomon starting off slow, and pulling out slowly to then push back in slowly. And again and again. Sending a little more of his cock inside of that tailhole with each push.

In a matter of time, Leomon had worked up a rhythm as he fucked Wargie. In and out he went steadily, and soon, Wargie's grunts and whines turned into moans. Especially when Leomon angled his cock so it would hit right on Wargie's prostate, making him moan and pant like a bitch behind his ball-gag.

Wargie was really getting into the mood. Proof was that he was starting to push back to meet with Leomon's thrusts. As a result, he made his own cock move inside of his brother's tailhole, and ended up fucking him on the same way Leomon fucked him. As a result, Blackie was soon moaning as well.

Exactly as Leomon had planned.

So, this way the lion went. Fucking Wargie and causing him to fuck Blackie. The two brothers were soon moaning loudly as they were both fucked. Leomon purred and growled as he fucked Wargie, growing faster and more violent as time passed. Soon, he was going all the way in and out, his crotch plapping against Wargie's butt. The impacts of his fucking were so intense that they caused Wargie to move, causing himself to fuck Blackie on the same way that he himself was being fucked.

As a result, it was as if Leomon was fucking both brothers at the same time. Wargie directly, and Blackie indirectly through his twin.

That was all a full dom like Leomon could ever hope for. To fuck two guys at the same time. So, since he was fucking two guys at once, Leomon put double the effort he would put on a regular fucking.

His efforts were not in vain, as he soon had the two brothers moaning like bitches in heat as he guided the pace of their little fucktrain. He was the one responsible and in charge for all of the moans and of those plapping sounds that came with sex, as we as the creaking of the bed beneath them as they all fucked.

It kind of felt like being a conductor on a symphony... Okay, maybe that was a stretch, but Leomon certainly liked the idea that he was totally in charge of what was happening there.

That he was the one calling all the shots, while those two very powerful Digimon were nothing more than his little playthings to use as part of his little game.

His slaves, to use and have fun with as he wanted.

Leomon growled as he fucked Wargie even harder, if this was even possible. Wargie would be squealing if it was not for the sphere wedged into his maw, and so would be Blackie. It was obvious that neither of the two had ever felt pleasure like that before, as the two straight guys never had anything shoved into their asses before.

If they knew it felt so good, they would have started being with guys long ago! Or, at the very least, they would have accepted the offers of those Deviladymon sisters to try pegging...

They both never felt this good before! And they had their master to thank for this wonderful feeling! Their strong, big, handsome and sexy master Leomon!

They both let out very high-pitched moans as their orgasms hit. Blackie orgasmed first, cumming all over himself, coating his black scales with the pearly white of his semen.

His brother followed seconds after, as he clenching of his brother's ass pushed him over the edge, causing him to orgasm hard into that butt, seeding it like he seeded the pussies of many ladies in the past. Of course, this time he was not wearing any condom, but that didn't bother him. After all, it was not like he could get his twin brother pregnant, right?

Leomon knew they were both orgasming, especially when he felt Wargie clamping around his cock as he seeded his brother. Leomon couldn't help but smirk to himself as he panted and growled and continued fucking. Those two didn't lasted too long. However, that was no surprise, considering how much Leomon edged the two for the past three hours. Still, they both lasted for around thirty minutes, and that was impressive. Of course, he expected nothing less from Extreme Levels.

And Leomon managed to outlast the two. In doing so, he proved his position as the alpha around there. As the one who deserved to be above the other two and in charge. He proved he deserved to be their master.

This was enough to drive him over the edge, even more than Wargie's butt clenching so hard with that vice-like grip.

With a few final thrusts, and with a mighty roar of pleasure, Leomon peaked, and seeded Wargie's butt.

Their combined orgasms lasted a considerable time, before all of them relaxed. Wargie landed on top of Blackie, and the two panted as they laid together. Leomon, on his end, was much more composed, as he simply leaned back, sitting on his haunches with his cock still inside Wargie's asshole, and he just let out a sigh as he allowed the sweet feeling of afterglow to replace the blissful feeling of orgasm.

He could hardly remember the last time he had had an orgasm like that...

No, wait. He could. It was on that time with his father's Weregarurumon on his birthday.

Yes, the orgasm was just like that one. The gratification was the same. However, it somehow felt even better. Because, this time, the pair of slaves he was fucking were his own, to fuck as he wanted, when he wanted and wherever he wanted... as long as he was careful to not do it in public and get himself arrested for indecent exposure.

After a few moments of silence, just enjoying this feeling, Leomon finally broke the silence after taking a look at the clock near his bedpost.

"Well, almost time for lunch." He looked at the twins. "Would you boys want anything in particular? I have fish and chicken."

Lunch had been pretty satisfying. Leomon had filled himself with chicken, while his two slaves had fish.

They really seemed happy, eating their food on all fours from plates placed on the ground, while Leomon watched them eating as he sat on the table enjoying his chicken.

He would be buying food bowls for them next time he went shopping. And he would use his hunting knife to carve their names on them.

Once they had all eaten, it was back to business as usual.

Usually, after eating lunch, Leomon took a time to sit on his couch and rest for a bit. Just relax and not make any effort as he allowed the food to settle and digest inside of his stomach, before he proceeded to do something else with his day, what usually involved going hunting or taking a walk on the forest or, in a hot day of summer, to take a nice and refreshing dip on his favorite spot on the lake.

So, this was why, out of habit, Leomon walked to the couch and sat himself on it. However, this time, he was not alone on the couch.

This time he had two slaves to join him on his rest on the couch, and sit with him.

Or better, to sit on him.

That's it, my boys." Leomon said, as he relaxed on the couch. "Just like that. You both ride those cocks good."

As he said that, the two Digimon on his lap continued what they were doing. Blackie was the one sitting directly on Leomon's lap, his back turned to his master and moaning as he worked his legs. He was nearly squashing on the couch, as he rode the penis of his master, moving himself up and down on that cock with movements of his legs just as his master had instructed of him.

As he did, he moaned. However, his moans were muffled, as he was too busy making out with Wargie. Speaking of Wargie, he was currently hugging his brother, with his legs wrapped around his waist, and riding his black cock as Blackie rode their master. All the while the two brothers continued to make out sloppily and moan on each other's muzzles.

"That's it, boys. Work those hips. No being lazy now." Leomon said to the two, as he simply sat back and let the two do all the work.

What? If you had a pair of slaves willing to do all the work while you just sat down and relaxed, wouldn't you do it?

Now, we are talking only about the sex part here. Leomon was never a slacker, and he still planned to continue pulling his own weight around. He just decided the two slaves do all the job on the sex part for now, as he wanted to just relax while he digested his meal. That was even the reason why he ordered them both to take it slow, as he had no intentions of orgasming for a while. He would just enjoy the feeling of having his cock pleasured while he had his meal digesting.

Perhaps he could turn this on his brand new after-lunch habit.

It was certainly one that he could easily get used to, considering how good both his slave's asses felt around his cock. And he could also make them use their mouths as well.

Leomon murred as he thought of that, and just laid back on the couch as he enjoyed all that he was receiving at the moment. As soon as his meal finished settling down, he would be going all out on those two for the rest of the day...

Truth to Leomon's resolution, as soon as he was done digesting, he went on to fucking Blackie's ass hard and fast. Fucking it like there was no tomorrow.

After seeding it, he had Wargie lick the cum coming out of it, and then clean his master's cock, and then Leomon proceeded to fuck his mouth hard and raw until he cummed down Wargie's throat.

Then he took a few minutes break, before he pushed Wargie on the couch and proceeded to fuck his ass hard until he cummed on it.

Then he went to Blackie. Then back to Wargie. Then back to Blackie. And so on, so on, for the rest of that entire Christmas day.

By the end of it, his cock nearly felt sore from all of the action he had on that day. Maybe nearly as sore as Wargie and Blackie's assholes probably felt, as puffy as the rings of flesh looked while Leomon's hot cum leaked out of them.

Well, after a long day of fucking 'til his cock felt about to drop off, perhaps now it was time to take it easy and just relax.

And few things were more relaxing than watching the sunset at the end of the day.

It was another advantage of living away from the center of the city and near nature. You got to enjoy all of those things that didn't really costed anything, like the beautiful sunset that you could see around that time of the year.

Leomon has always loved to see the sunset. It was like seeing the world getting ready to sleep to wake up renewed on the next morning. What a lovely sight it was.

And it felt even better when you had a pair of slaves sucking your dick and eating out your tailhole.

Leomon was done with sex for the day, but he could still enjoy the feeling of being serviced by his slaves. Having Wargie in front of him, gently sucking on his cock as if it was a piece of candy, really felt very nice. As nice as having his brother Blackie behind him, kissing, liking and sucking on his tailhole as if he was making out with his high-school sweetheart.

Leomon could only sigh as he watched the sunset and was serviced by his two obedient slaves. Both of which were once more bound like good slaves. Leomon replaced the blindfolds on them, and looked their spent cocks back into their chastity cages. And he also cuffed them with special handcuffs they would not be able to break out of even if they tried. He also took the liberty of taking out the two biggest dildos he had on his collection of sex toys and inserting them on their assholes.

They certainly enjoyed it. Even more than he set the toys to a low vibrating setting, only to give them a little pleasant feeling while they serviced him.

After all, Leomon intended to be a kind master to his slaves. He would allow them to feel good while they made him feel good too. Also, he really liked the two.

So, just like that, they all purred and moaned softly as they enjoyed that tender sexual moment as Leomon watched the sunset from the entrance of his home. Once more, the day was ending and the world was going to sleep, ready to wake up to a new day on the next morning. A next day full of promises for everyone.

And let me tell you, when you have just gained a new pair of slaves who would cater to your very sexual need, the world seemed even more full of promises...

*RIIING-RIIING* - *RIIING-RIIING*- *RIIING-RIIING*

The familiar sound of his cellphone tune played, and called the attention of Leomon. The lion-man, very casually, picked it up, not even bothering to see the caller id to see whom it was. He just answered it and took it close to his face.

"Hello?"

"Leo?" The voice on the other end came, and Leomon quickly recognized it.

"Oh, Wizardmon." Leomon said with a smile, "So, how you doing?"

"How I'm doing?" Wizardmon said to him. "You know, I was the one who wanted to ask you that. It's almost midnight and I haven't heard from you all day. You alright? Did something happened?"

Leomon had a smug smile on his face.

"You gave me the best gift I could ever have dreamed of receiving. This is what happened." He said, "What? You expected me to just lock my gift on the closet and forget it existed? I spent the whole day enjoying."

A few moments of silence, before Wizardmon spoke on the other end:

"Ohhhh... of course." He seemed as if he suddenly realized what Leomon meant. What? Had he forgot the gift he gave himself? Leomon could only roll his eyes. Wizardmon was a brilliant guy and a great friend, but he sometimes he could be such an air-head.

"So, I took it that you really enjoyed my gift."

"How would I not?" Leomon said, "It is literally the thing I wanted the most in the world. Honestly, man. Thanks a lot for this."

"Don't mention it. It is the least I could do for my best friend since forever on Christmas, right?"

"Least, huh?" Leomon said, "In that case, I'm afraid of finding out what you would do if you decided to overkill."

The two friends shared a laugh over the phone.

"But, seriously, thanks a lot for this gift. I really liked it. And I'm not going to ask how you pulled something like that." Leomon said, in a more serious tune.

"Well, I'm glad. Because it could land me in trouble with the Digi-Police."

"Yeah, I figured." Leomon said, "Anyway, thanks for worrying, I'm just fine. More than fine, actually." A purr escaped Leomon's throat right after that, which Wizardmon certainly heard. "I'll be seeing you at work tomorrow."

"Alright them." Wizardmon said, and Leomon could swear he could hear the smirk of his friend on his voice. "See you tomorrow."

Leomon them put the phone down, back on the table. Then he reclined back on his favorite chair, with his arms above his head, and allowed Wargie and Blackie to continue licking his armpits. They were both moaning softly as they licked, as the dildos on their assholes continued vibrating, causing them a pleasure that made them leak pre from their caged cocks.

"That's it, boys. Just like that." Leomon purred in approval as his obedient slaves kept servicing him with a great diligence. "Keep up working like that, and maybe I'll let you two off your cages again on New Year's."

The two only moaned as they continued to obediently service their master, the being they loved and adored more than anything else in the world and to whom they were committed to serve until the last day of their lives.

Leomon, on his end, knew that he was going to enjoy it for the rest of the night if he could.

He would enjoy having the attention and love of his new obedient slaves forever. Or, at the very least, for many more years to come...