January 2024 Drabble #2 (Patreon)

Ganondorf/Hinox – hypnosis; ugly bastard/monster fucking – King Rauru is not as kind as he likes everybody to think. He rules with an iron fist... and Ganondorf is about to find out.

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Ganondorf jolts awake in an instant. Every fiber of his being tells him that something is wrong. He reaches for a saber at his waist that is not there.

His torso surges upward, eyes scanning the room he finds himself in. It is unfamiliar. He tries to remember how he got where he is now but… it is difficult to even figure out what the last thing is that he can recall.

“Ah. You are awake – how wonderful.”

Ganondorf whirls around, ducking low in a fighting position. He recognized the voice immediately of course, but it is no reason to put his mind at ease.

There, behind a thick wall of glass… is Rauru. The King is standing with his arms folded behind his back and an odd expression on his face.

“Where am I?” Ganondorf growls. “What have you done to me?”

Rauru huffs a soft laugh as if Ganondorf’s quietly steaming anger were something cute.

“Two excellent questions. I will answer both to you; though may I take a moment to remark how absolutely stunning you look. The Gerudo do not call you ‘The Jewell of the Desert’ in vain.”

Ganondorf narrows his eyes. He follows Rauru’s calm, appreciative gaze, realizing that he is naked; body on full display in the cool light of the odd room he finds himself in. Zonai, no doubt.

It is not that Ganondorf is shy of his body, though. It is a thing of art, of course.

Still… “Where are my clothes?”

“Another wonderful question. Let me explain.”

There is a different air to the King. He is not the genial ruler that he likes to show off to the rest of Hyrule. Instead, he is much more the calculating bastard that Ganondorf had always known he would be.

“You may not remember, but we had an audience yesterday. You were… quite rude. As always. But I think today we might come to an understanding once you see what I can do. Ah… but all these glittering gems really do suit you.”

Rauru is not looking at Ganondorf’s face, instead admiring the little gems adorning his nipples and the warm gold hoop pierced through his bellybutton.

Ganondorf ignores him. Now that he gave him a bit of a clue, his mind is racing. He remembers… he remembers meeting with Rauru in a little garden in the midst of Hyrule Castle. He remembers a verbal altercation, though he can’t quite put his finger on its exact contents.

And then Rauru has started glowing… Ganondorf remembers losing the agency over his own body before everything went dark.

“You are currently on the Zonai plateau. Far away from any of your servants. I thought the time alone would help you cool off your head. And that you might want to witness it in peace and quiet.”

Ganondorf curls his hands into fists, anger radiating off of him. “‘It’?” he echoes through clenched teeth.

“Your downfall,” Rauru replies easily. He lifts his hand and puts it on the wall next to him. A symbol starts glowing. Immediately after, Ganondorf hears a whirring behind him. He turns to see some form of… screen being lowered.

As he furrows his bushy brows, trying to figure out what the King is doing, a picture appears on the screen. Zonai technology, no doubt.

On it… he can see himself in the middle of a little forest. He has no recollection of it. His stomach tightens with discomfort.

He watches himself lie on the ground, curled up as if sleeping before the picture shifts and shows a huge creature looming at the edge of the clearing, its single eye fixed on him.

A Hinox.

Immediately, his body starts to react as if in eager anticipation.

What… happened?