Ganondorf's Night Out

The first Ganondorf fic I've ever written. I wrote this as a gift for Dargmire, her blog is here ( baralicious.blogspot.com )

A cool night’s breeze blew through the deserted streets of Castle Town. From behind a cloud, a crescent moon was revealed to the sleeping land. Its light gave birth to a shadow. The shadow of a man that ran down through the alleyways. Every few moments he looked back, but no one followed. He passed through an old iron gate, and down another passage before slowing down to catch his breath. Before him stood a wooden door. The word ‘bar’, which was in old Hylian, was barely legible on the worn sign above. After his breathing returned to normal he straightened up and entered.

The room inside was lantern lit and filles with a dusty smell. There were about a dozen or more men scattered around the room. Some sat alone at tables or the bar, and a few were siting by a fireplace heads close in discussion.

One man in particular stood out among the rest. He sat in a booth along the far wall. The booth’s curtains cast his face into shadow. The man, hurried across the room, into the booth and closed the curtains.

“You’re late.” The shadow man growled before taking a drink.

“My apologies my lord Ganondorf.” The man replied with a cower. “I got what you asked for but I was nearly caught by the...”

“Silence” Ganon growled, cutting him off. A reddish glow appeared in his eyes for a moment before fading. “Give it here.” He ordered with his hand held out.

The thief reached into his bag and withdrew another smaller bag. Ganon took it and peered inside. He grinned. “Perfect.”

“So what’s that big reward you promised for getting that thing?” the younger man demanded.

“Reward?” Ganon laughed. “Very well.”

With a flick of Ganon’s finger, the young man went rigid. Only his eyes moved. Ganon pushed the table to one side and began undoing his pants. He pulled out his limp uncut cock and let it hang free. He looked up at the thief. “Your reward boy is that you have the privilege of being my fuck for the night.”

The thief got to his knees at Ganon’s will, took the flaccid cock in his mouth and sucked on it. Ganon grunted softly. His cock grew slowly in the younger thief’s mouth and soon the Gerudo could hear him gagging.

He pulled the table back into place and resumed his drink, giving light kicks to the younger thief when his teeth scraped too hard. The curtain was opened and Telma, the barmaid scowled at him.

Ganon eyed her for a moment before looking away indifferently. “What do you want?” he asked.


“Where’s the man who came in here?” She interrogated.

“Nobody here but me Telma. Look under the table if you want.” He replied taking a swig. He could feel the younger thief jump in shock, but a quick flick of his finger under the table and the control spell was reinforced.

“Don’t be smart with me Gerudo. There were guards here looking for him. He apparently stole something from the castle.”

“Do I look like I care?” Ganon growled. “There’s nobody here but you and me so go away.” Telma scowled at him again before shutting the curtain and going on her way.

Ganon pushed the table back and withdrew his wet cock from the younger thief’s mouth. “Looks like well have to take this elsewhere.” He snapped his fingers and they were immediately in a darkened alley on the other side of town.

Before the thief’s eyes could adjust to the sudden darkness, Ganon forced him over an overturned rain-barrel and ripped a hole in his pants. He took his cock, still slathered with saliva, and pushed into the thief’s unprepared hole.

The thief’s cries of pain filled the dark passage. Ganon grunted in pleasure at the tightness of his conquest and lavished in the feeling power from dominating an unwilling partner.

His thrusts grew faster and more powerful. He held a firm grip on the back of the younger mans neck and hands, and grinned maliciously as he tried to get free.

Sweat began dripping down his face and his thrusting became wilder. He let out a howl and his load shot deep in the thief’s bowels. He thrust a few more times, milking the last of his cum and pulled out. He took a hand-full of the thief’s tunic and wiped his cock clean.

He pulled the thief up off the ground to face him. Tears were running down his face. “I trust you enjoyed your ‘reward’ boy. I’ll be sure to look for to your services in the future.” He chuckled and dropped him. He walked away into the shadows leaving the thief behind in the piled up trash.