(requested by TalentAndLooks-Mun)
What once was just a single small rendezvous in a small cave turned out to be a horrible mistake. A loud crash was heard, and the cave exit was blocked, and a large dragon form stood in the cave entrance.
He snarled, and transformed, changing into his bipedal, looming over your form, and snarled deeply. "You!" He lunged at them, and managed to pin you to the ground. He growled lowly, and a single servo slammed against your back, pinning you down against the ground. He forcefully spreads your legs, his skilled claws scraping harshly against your inner thigh.
He leans his helm down, and licks against your neck, sliding his glossary roughly, leaving a slick trail of salvaic fluids. "I can taste.. Your fear.." he growls lowly, plating shifting, But he doesn't budge an inch.
His claws that were against your thigh grasp against your panel, and scrape hard, and cup the sensitive plating, and tear it off. Slow, harshly, and forceful. He casts the metal that once protected yourself from him to the side, a soft clank against the cave floor. The claws return, scraping the sensitive metal flesh, But there's nothing you can do.
You begin to scream in agony at the rough treatment, But he silences you, biting hard against your neck, crushing your vocals, rendering you speechless. He releases your neck, moving down more, and biting again, marking you physically.. as his.
You hear him shift, and before you can move, he slams his thick spike deep, tearing your valve walls hard. He gives no tender care, and slams again, and again, penetrating deep into your walls and nodes, finding his own pleasure. You force yourself to find some sort of pleasure in this, But the way he marks your body in claw marks, scraping harshly against your back, drawing energon, it's just not possible..
You let the predacon use your body, being harshly scraped against the cave floor, your walls, being torn apart, and you feel your legs go numb, the sheer size of the beast filling you with nothing But pain.
He begins to go at an erratic pace, slamming harder and deeper, breaking your valve for himself. You feel him swell, and you try to scream, knowing what he intends to do. He grips against your waist, holding you down, and then he grips you harshly, and pulling you deeply against him, as he overloads deep into your valve, expanding you slightly with his girth, knowing the tightness of him within you is painful.
He slowly releases you, and growls lowly, nuzzling your neck. "You've.. Behaved.." he purrs, and tosses you over his shoulder, and transforms, carrying you in his claws, flying back to his 'kennel', knowing he intends to use you for his own..
-To be Continued...