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March 24th, 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

"Well, we meet again." William Wilson said at a meeting with Iscariot members.

After being fully assembled in the meeting room of William Wilson's manor, the Iscariot Army Corps generals waited for the coming of the leader. And they were right. William Wilson was the current leader of the Iscariot and was sitting on the top chair of the meeting table. He was the de facto and de facto leader of the army, so he had a very high reputation.

"And today I'd like to introduce new friends to you. These guys are the Iscariogres, the royal bodyguards. You know that an Iscariogre is a hundred times as strong as an Iscariorc, ten times as strong as an Iscariuruk and twice as strong as a normal Iscariot Monster. The Iscariogres act in groups of two, one with scythe and one with claws, although a duo of these may be consisted of two using the same weapon. But that doesn't mean that they are restricted to working in groups of two or working on their own, they can act in trios of even more, but the maximum number of group membership is six. It is possible to have many teams of Iscariogres, but each team only has six, and no more than six." William said.

William was escorted by two hulking red monsters clad in heavy armor. They looked identical to each other, but one of them was holding a large scythe, the other had a set of long sharp claws on its left arm. The scythe-bearer was standing on the left side, and the claw-wielder was standing on the right side.

"You might haven't known about the white-cloaked and white-skinned Iscariorcs in our frontline ranks. The white-cloaked Iscariorcs are not ordinary Iscariorcs, they are a separate breed of Iscariorcs which can make themselves transparent for stealth combat. They are the Iscariorc Poltergeists, a subclass of the Iscariorcs which can make themselves completely invisible. They wield ninja swords and silenced assault carbines in addition to throwing daggers and silenced pistols. Their black pistols are like that of the Russian Makarov model, and their black carbines are like that of the Russian AKS-74U model carbine." William continued.

"Where are our prisoners?" Ruben asked.

"Oh, they're in a dungeon and are slaves of the goblins." Replied William.

"Nice." Ruben nodded.

"Are the Super Iscariot Monsters summoned?" Jasper asked.

"They were. Now they're in the dungeon." William replied.

"I hope they will get tons of angst and dread down there." Jasper brandished the blades on his claw gauntlet.

Life in the dungeon wasn't easy. But the Thai BL boys became so bold yet lewd and shameless towards their captors thanks to William Wilson's constant efforts in breaking their minds to shatter their sense of reality. The names of the captives were: Third, Kaii, Pharm, Dean, Win, Team, Saifah, Zon, Tutor, Fighter, Ae, Tin, Can, Tharn, Type, Kengkla, Techno, Tum, Tar, Korn, Knock, Arthit, Kongpop, Waii, Kao, Pete (not Pete Pichaya), Ming, Kit, Wayo, Phana, Tee, Fuse, Frame, Book. They were completely undressed from head to toe. More importantly, they were imprisoned in the dungeon. Their necks were tied with heavy chains.

Tutor was swallowing a huge goblin dick from a red Iscariogre in a kneeling position. He gulped the whole meat shaft into his mouth, tears flowing from his eyes like a waterfall. Tutor choked with pain as the huge meat shaft went deeper into his throat, but it was pleasurable for him anyway. The red monster was holding Tutor's head with both hands, and Tutor could sense a tingling sensation as the monster released massive amounts of white fluid into his mouth.

Fighter was also eating two Iscariogre cocks at the same time, his exposed robust man boobs bounced with delight and arousal as his ass was pounded by an Iscariogre whose lap he was sitting on. Fighter was doing obscene things right in front of Tutor's eyes, and Tutor was doing the same things in front of Fighter's eyes. Yet, they felt no shame at all because they were enchanted by the goblins' powerful love scents. The scent of the goblins was too strong for human reason to overcome, they must had been genetically modified by William Wilson to become more aggressive and more lustful. The sad truth was that they were indeed recreated and genetically modified.

Tharn and Type had their hands tied behind their backs, their bodies were held up by two green-skinned Iscariorcs and their holes were penetrated by the goblins' huge sausages. The Iscariorcs were green-skinned brutish creatures clad in armor with bows and arrows, hatchets and short swords in their hands. The creatures were lesser demons serving under the Iscariot Army Corps since its establishment in 36 AD. Each of the Iscariorcs' bows was black with outer design like a bat's wing and had blades mounted outside the bows for close-ranged combats, and they shot energy arrows capable of explosion and piercing flesh. Each of the Iscariorcs' axes had a black handle with a single sharp axe blade on it, and was lightweight in design that they could be held in pairs or thrown as a missile weapon. Each of the Iscariorcs' swords was composed of two sharp edges on the sides of a thick straight blade with a curved point and a black cross-shaped hand guard on a black grip. And with their brutal temperaments, the Iscariorcs would not tolerate and pity their prey, if they attacked then they would attack like a storm without stopping.

A flock of Iscariorc Poltergeists were surrounding Dean. Dean was kneeling on the ground, a Poltergeist lying under his ass cuddled him while his hands squeezed around his butt. Dean's hands were holding the erect penises of the other two Poltergeists standing on either side of him, his hands caressing them repeatedly, his butt resting on the meat that had dug deep beneath his butt. Dean's face was very excited and he had a very satisfied smile.

"P'Dean... you're so strange..." Pharm watched in horror as Dean was smiling while in the arms of others, while Pharm himself was humped by an Iscariogre.

Korn and Knock were kneeling with their hands on the ground, their assets were penetrated by two Iscariogres' meat shafts, their mouths were engrossed in licking the meat stick of Super Iscariot Monster Cancer. Their muscular bodies were obedient to the monsters' control and showed no resistance, while willingly accepting their sensual stimulations.

Arthit and Kongpop were kneeling and licking the huge shaft of Super Iscariot Monster Minotaur. The bovine monster stood still, his bulldozer blade gauntlets were removed and replaced with robotic hands. These hands were stroking Arthit and Kongpop's hair. Arthit and Kongpop were so mesmerized by the monster's manhood that every attempt to snap them out of their trance would be futile.

Waii, Kao, Pete (not Pete Pichaya) were cuddled by six Iscariogres, each of them received double penetration from two monsters. The monsters standing face-to-face with the humans pressed their mouths against the humans' mouths and forcefully entered into a deep violent kiss. Waii, Kao, Pete couldn't move as the monsters rocked them harder and harder while penetrating their bodies deeper and deeper. With every thrust, their bodies grew hotter, tension coiling deep in their bodies, a heat which threatened to devour everything in its wake. Kao's body trembled, pleasure pulsing through him, pushing his body back against the monster behind him and wrapping a weak embrace around the neck of the monster in front of him. Pete and Waii also experienced the same roller coaster of pleasure and pain as Kao did.

April 7th 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

The hot Thai guys weren't released even after about 14 days of imprisonment in the realm of the Iscariot. Iscariot's realm was the darkness, the abode of evil. The mortals could not find their way back, and they were trapped in this dark place to suffer the most vicious punishments of the demons. But the so-called punishments were self-imposed by the baddies to oppress the cuties. And the cuties were so powerless to fight back.

"Gentlemen, I hope you have recovered from your pains. Now you know that your cooperation with us have left you unharmed, although it may be a little bit kinky. You should have known that we have brought you here just for your own safety and ours as well. We have provided you a significant amount of time in which you can spend time with your loved ones, and now you can either chose to stay here forever or leave for your home." William Wilson visited the Thai men in the dungeon.

"We would like to stay as a gratitude for your hearty care, but we want to leave right now. You have checked us many times, so you know our emotions very well. Also, you and your men had enjoyed your time with us, making us feel safe, comforted and not isolated." Dean said to William.

"Okay, results have shown that you are entirely healthy. Now you can leave some time." William replied.

"Thanks, William." Dean said before William left.

"For the sake of making a better world, we'll join hands and act together. We hope for a future in which this epidemic will become history permanently. I believe in the good, and will believe it no matter how bad the world goes." William replied before leaving.

"I hope so." Pharm said.

April 9th 2020, 6 o'clock, GMT + 7, Thailand.

The Thai BL males found their way to escape from the Iscariot forces' clutches through a dimensional rift. They were broken free of the Iscariot control by their own willpower and headed back home. Still, the villains were unfazed, and eventually spared their prisoners. It was because the villains had received empathy, forgiveness and love from their prisoners, and eventually they became inspired by those same people and returned to goodness.