Dark Reef. A sunken prison where the worst of the sea-breed are sent for crimes against their fellows. Patrolled by eels and guarded by enormous anemones, it is a razor barbed warren full of murderous slithereen, treacherous Deep Ones and sociopathic meranths.

Only one creature had ever managed to escape from this veritable fortress. The warden of Dark Reef had suffered countless penalties, punishments and humiliations because of this. As he could finally take no more, he contacted a group of three former sea dwellers to hunt down and return, by any means necessary, the creature known as Slark, the Nightcrawler.

A few days pass. Slark was sitting by the river, counting the profits from his latest exploit. He had made over five hundred gold! He could finally buy a new pair of boots from the greedy merchant residing in the Dire's base. Hopping to his feet, he was suddenly knocked down by a huge gush of water hitting him in the back of his head. Scrambling to his feet, the Nightcrawler quickly leapt out of the river with all his might, hoping to escape his assailant.

To his great horror, the small Slark bumped straight into Slardar in mid air.  The Slithereen guard bashed the poor Nightcrawler with the back of his mighty trident. Slardar took hold of one of his arms, as his original assailant, Tidehunter, blinked right next to him. Leviathan took hold of his free arm, smacking his dagger from his hand. "We can't hold him for long! Use the net!" Tidehunter yelled, at apparantly no one.

Out of the shadows flew a large net, ensnaring Slark in his place. Tide and Slardar let go of the Nightcrawler's arms. He wasn't going anywhere. His third assailant, the one that threw the net, slowly emerged from her hiding spot. "N-Naga?" Slark asked in disbelief, as the two sea dwellers next to him used makeshift handcuffs and parts of the net to tightly restrain him. "Nothing personal, Slarky" Slithice responded, "the warden at Dark Reef promised me a golden throne for you! I'm sure you can break out again, right?"

Before Slark could answer, Slardar gagged his mouth with a large piece of coral. "He promisssed me a bigger trident. What'sss in thisss for you, Leviathan?" Slardar asked. Tidehunter grabbed Slardar by the handcuffs, hoisting him into the air up to his own eye level. He stared at the small creature's cute face, lavishly licking his lips, before swinging Slark over his shoulder, carrying the criminal as he would a bundle of fish. "My reasons are my own. We need to get moving. We can get halfway to Dark Reef by nightfall."

Slardar and Slithice gave eachother a small nod before the trio, along with their fresh capture, set off towards the distance. Slardar and Naga lead the way, pleasantly chatting amonst eachother as Tidehunter followed them in silence. Slark struggled and thrashed against Levianthan's back the entire time, hoping to get his chains off so he could escape. His efforts proved to be quite fruitless.

By nighttime, the Nightcrawler was quite worn out from all his fussing. Similarly, Naga and Slardar were worn out from the long trip. The trio found a small clearing, and decided to set up camp. As the campfire burned, Slardar went over the plan for the night.
"Ssseeing asss we forgot to bring a cage for our little morsssel, we ssshal have to guard him in turns. The person guarding him ssshall alssso ssserve asss nightwatch! I ssshall take the firssst-"
Slardar's monologue was interrupted by Leviathan.
"I will be the nightwatch. You two sleep."

Naga and Slardar looked at eachother suspiciously. This could easily be a trick devised to set their captive free. Then again, the warden of Dark Reef selected Leviathan personally. Surely he wouldn't have selected someone that would betray the party halfway through, would he?

"Very well then," Slardar finally replied "you shall be our guard for the night. Come, my queen, let us rest." As the two slithereens slowly dozed off to sleep besides the campfire, Leviathan pulled Slark off his back, bringing the exhausted creature face to face with him once more. "We're going to have lots of fun together tonight." he whispered, a large grin forming on his face.

Slark's eyes grew wide. His struggles intensified. He desperately kicked and wriggled, not quite sure what Tide meant with "fun", but not quite eager to stick around and find out either. Leviathan chuckled at his futile attempts, as he took hold of Slark's shoulderguard between his large thumb and his index finger. He pulled it off, easily snapping the small leather strip that was holding it in place. Tossing the trinket aside, he continued with stripping the small creature of everything but his handcuffs, the piece of coral gagging him and his loincloth.

"Well, aren't you a handsome little fish." Tidehunter commented, as he gave the ever more distressed Nightcrawler a broad, wet lick over the entire length of his body, from the start of his waistband to the tip of his chin. "I could just eat you, but I doubt the warden would appreciate me turning in a pile of regurgitated bones. I suppose I'll just have to find another way to enjoy you..." he continued, turning Slark around by twisting his chains.

He gave the captive another lick, this time over the entire length of his back. "and I think I've figured out just how." the giant seadweller finished his sentence, viciously yanking Slark's tail up with his free hand, exposing his uncovered rump. Tide gave Slark a third lick, this time licking between the small creature's legs, from the back of his ballsack, in between his buttcheeks over his delicious hole to the base of his tail.

The Nightcrawler felt powerless. He resigned his struggles, knowing that he could not stop the behemoth behind him. A single tear ran over his cheeks as he glanced over at Naga, sleeping tightly on a small bed of moss.
"Looking at HER, are you, little one? Well, let's go take a closer look."
Leviathan approached the sleeping Siren, holding Slark in front of him by his shackles, as though he was some kind of lantern. Halting a few feet away from Slithice, he lowered the small creature to the ground, without letting go of his handcuffs. The captive stood wobbly on his feet.

Slark admired the sleeping beauty. He adored every single part of her. From her gorgeous face which reflected every flicker of the campfire, to the tip of her slithereen tail. He didn't even blame her for partaking in his capture. He was sure she was just tricked into opposing him.

Tidehunter placed his hand on the Nightcrawler's groin, snapping him out of his thoughts. The giant beast groped the small creature's package through his loincloth, before ripping the last thing covering Slark up straight from his body. His cheeks flushed red as a feeling of embarrassment washed over him. He stood in front of the love of his life, completely naked, spit slowly drooping down his legs, his chest and his back, his cock slowly emerging from its sheath just from watching her sleep.

Suddenly, Tidehunter pushed Slark to his knees. He then pressed his face down into the dirt, tilting it upwards so Slark still had a nice view of Slithice. As an added bonus for Tide, this position also raised the Nightcrawler's butt up as high as it could go. Leviathan knelt down, and pressed his weight down upon his captive, practically crushing Slark below him. The Nightcrawler kept his gaze fixed upon his true love as he felt the head of Tidehunter's thick, wet, slimey cock probe his behind.

Tide gave a few tentative small humps, lining up his member perfectly with Slark's ass before driving home, spearing the small creature on his cock. Tears filled Slark's eyes as he bit down on the coral in his mouth. Tide's far too large member was seriously hurting him. Leviathan pulled back slightly, before slamming back in again, ramming just a few more inches of his absolutely massive member into the Nightcrawler's tight hole.

Tidehunter built up a slow rhytm, being careful not to break his fucktoy. As he steadily pumped over half of his tool in and out of Slark, he felt lacking. Wanting. Grunting softly, he took hold of the small creature with both his hands, and pulled Slark towards him as he thrust forward, working even more of his cock into his captive.

Caring less and less about Slark's wellbeing and more and more about sating his own lust with every passing moment, Leviathan picked up the pace and the ferocity of his thrusts. One final time, Tidehunter drove forward, attempting to force even more of his cock into his unwilling captive as he came, wave after wave of his rather watery, warm cum flooding Slark's insides.

As soon as he finished depositing his load, Leviathan pulled out of the Nightcrawler's behind. Not a second later, a torrent of his cum gushed from Slark's gaping ass. Slark had been reduced to tears. He was still watching the sleeping Siren. Tide stood up, and pulled the still leaking captive up with him. Noticing Slark's own hard member, a new devious plan formed in Tide's mind.

He took a few more steps towards Naga, before taking hold of Slark's cock between his thumb and his index finger. Slark meekly shook his head from side to side as Tide started forcibly masturbating him. Slark tried resisting the pleasure, but his body betrayed him, Tide's slippery hands feeling oh so good on his needy member.

It didn't take much of Tide's toying for the little one to climax. He leaned his head back as jet after jet of thick jizz squirting from his dick, dropping straight down onto his loved one's face. "I'm sure she loves you too." Tide whispered into Slark's ear, as he picked up the discarded waistcloth, and dressed the small creature with it.

Walking over to a nearby tree, Tide hung Slark by his handcuffs over a large, sturdy branch, his feet off the ground. "Now sleep," he commanded, as he sat down against the same tree, "I will hold watch."