"Well, Shurikan hasn't been getting out of the castle much lately, and so he has a lot of built up energy. Also, he has only mated once in the last decade, and so he needs to relieve himself." Eragon realized what he was insinuating and he was repulsed.
"You will not mate with Saphira," he yelled protectively.
Galbatorix laughed and replied, "You don't have a choice in the matter. I need an egg, even if I have to come back to collect it."

With that, Galbatorix clicked his fingers and Eragon felt himself being tied down onto Saphira's saddle, on his back.
"I think you should be able to witness this," Galbatorix laughed cruelly. Eragon struggled but couldn't get his body free from the magic. Saphira stirred and tried to stand but failed; the injured dragon wanting nothing less that to rip both of their evil heads off. She tried to move away from Shurikan, but couldn't stand.

Eragon and Saphira looked over at Shurikan in unison. Saphira gasped as she saw his dragonhood underneath him.
It was massive! His pole swung heavily beneath him, almost fully erect and pulsing ominously. The horny male dragon took a step towards them and Saphira tried to move once more, which proved unsuccessful. They watched in horror as the king approached them, still sitting atop his dragon with an evil smile filling his face.

Eragon was truly scared for many reasons. He knew that Saphira wouldn't be able to withstand the abuse she was about to endure. Also, he was afraid that he would be crushed if Shurikan got anywhere on top of him. He couldn't understand Galbatorix's sick mind; why did he have have to rape Saphira?

In one quick move Eragon felt his clothes ripped off of his body by Galbatorix's magic. He tried to grab at them but failed, unable to move his limbs. He wondered what type of awful punishment the evil king had in store for them.

Eragon winced as Shurikan straddled Saphira, expecting the worst when the large mass loomed over him. He wasn't prepared, however, for Shurikan's oversized cock to slam down on his chest. Eragon gasped as it hit him with loud thud, hearing Galbatorix laugh. Eragon tried to get it off of him but he couldn't budge an inch.

Giving up on his attempts to escape Eragon looked down at the heavy meat in front of his face. It was unbelievably thick and long, running down Eragon's chest and felt quite heavy. Eragon squirmed as a line of pre-cum trickled out of the dragon's length, coating his body.
"Saphira," he said weakly. Saphira linked minds with him, trying to comfort each other as the dragon had his way.

"Stay strong, Eragon," she told him quietly, "remember, he still needs us alive." Eragon knew that that would mean that he wouldn't kill them, but he could still do all sorts of unmentionable thing to the helpless duo. Eragon looked away as Shurikan began to slide back and forth, his thick cock smearing Eragon with his lubricant.

Eragon tried to keep his face out of the way but Shurikan made sure he received it, moving a little more forward so his dragonhood rubbed over Eragon's cheek. The young rider tried to block the feelings of the hot, fleshy skin passing over his face, but he couldn't. Stopping his cockhead just over Eragon's mouth, he dribbled a bit of his juices into Eragon's mouth.

Eragon tried to close his mouth but found that he was forced to swallow the fluids by magic. He was stunned by the taste, it was very sweet but with a little bit of a tangy hint to it. In any other circumstances he may have found it likable, but not now. When Shurikan thought he had drank enough he pulled back, a thick trail of pre running from Eragon's lips to the engorged head of the dragon's pole.

Shruikan went back to sliding over Eragon, using the rider as a sort of masturbator. Eragon could do nothing as he was stroked again and again by the pulsing member of the dragon. Quite a few times Eragon was bumped in the chin by the tip of the cock, which was leaving him very slippery by this time.

Galbatorix watched on as though it was a stage play, smiling mercilessly as his dragon pleasured himself on their prey. Eragon, to his own surprise, found himself going hard, Saphira's beautiful scent rich in his nostrils.
She must be getting ready for him, he thought, realizing that it was probably true. Even though Saphira didn't want to, she knew that to make it easier on herself she would need to get herself quite lubricated.

Unfortunately, it affected Shurikan too. The massive black dragon sniffed her scent deeply, which sent him into an excited frenzy. Enthusiastically, Shurikan began to push his length against Eragon, making the rider gasp as he was rubbed roughly by the heavy rod. Eragon was being pushed down hard against Saphira's saddle, wishing the horrid dragon would just get off of him and leave him alone.

He got his wish, but not how he would have chosen it. When he was able to get his head up just enough to see the strong cock in front of him, he was quickly knocked back down by the most powerful blast of cum he could imagine. Shurikan roared as he exploded on top of Eragon, shooting liters upon liters of thick, sticky dragon seed all over Eragon and Saphira.

Eragon shut his eyes, trying to stop it from going into them. He felt as thought someone was pouring a bucket of hot custard over his face, there was just so much of it. He was amazed at how much the massive black dragon had backed up, shooting load after load into the Rider's face continuously.

Galbatorix laughed as he saw Eragon squirm uncomfortably. The boy had caused him much grief over the last year and he enjoyed returning the favor, at least a little. Shurikan's juices had covered Eragon completely, sliding down his body and leaking onto Saphira, who shook in distaste.

The thick cum flowed down Saphira's scales and all over her midsection and neck as Shurikan relieved himself. It took almost a minute for the dragon to stop, finally finished his outrageous orgasm. But, he was a dragon, and dragons had incredible stamina. He would be read to go again in under a minute.

Eragon watched as Shurikan's cock slid from his chest and the evil dragon moved off of him. Eragon hoped it would be over, but he knew the king wouldn't let them off that easily.
"Saphira," he said weakly through their mind-link. She didn't respond, only held him closer with her mind until he was comforted. They would make it through this together.
"Eragon, I don't want to become pregnant with... with him," she stated weakly. Eragon knew she would sooner die than have a child with that evil dragon.

Saphira was still to tired to try to escape, so she just lay there as Shurikan approached her again. Eragon braced himself but Shurikan passed over him. He wondered what the dragon was doing, but he got his answer soon enough. Shurikan brought his massive cock up and shoved it roughly into Saphira's maw.

Saphira immediately tried to bite it off, but she found herself unable to due to Galbatorixs' evil magic. She squirmed and struggled but she couldn't stop the huge invader from sliding down her tongue and dribbling leftover fluids into her throat. Shurikan rubbed his meat all over her mouth, lubricating it with his seed and her saliva.

Eragon could only look on helplessly as the large dragon abused his lover with his huge tool. Saphira could taste him strongly, his taste repulsed her, even if it would normally be nice to a dragon. The only bodily fluids she wanted to drink were Eragon's, and nobody else's. Galbatorix sat back quietly and watched his dragon work his cock deeper Saphira.

Saphira could only just take it, he was at least twice her size and his cock was in direct proportion to that. As long as he stayed there, she could take it. Unfortunately for her, Shurikan didn't just intend to use her tongue. He wanted more, to bury his shaft deep into her throat and fill her stomach with his ejaculate.

Clawing the ground for leverage he pulled back and then thrust back in harshly, slipping down her throat until his cock was fully buried in her. Saphira groaned, he was just too big. Eragon could feel her discomfort and she took refuge in his mind as the massive cock began to slide into her at a steady rhythm.

She could do nothing, even if her razor-sharp teeth were just inches away from his meat. Shurikan snorted gleefully as he abused the young dragon, forcing her to deepthroat his length. Saphira could feel every little ridge and bump on his thick cock, giving her a good idea of what it would feel like inside of her vagina. She shuddered, not even wanting to think about it.

In any other circumstances, she may have even enjoyed the treatment Shurikan was giving her, but now her mind and body were set against it.
"Stay strong, Saphira," Eragon whispered. She smiled inwardly despite herself, knowing Eragon would always be there for her. Saphira gasped as Shurikan pushed in a little deeper than before and she almost choked.

Eragon was still unable to move; Galbatorix must have some very powerful magic at his disposal if he could hold him and Saphira down. simultaneously. He hoped that Shurikan wouldn't be able to continue for much longer, but he knew he was probably fooling himself.

Eragon was beginning to wonder just what Galbatorix was going to do to them when Shurikan had finished having his way with them. He didn't really want to think about that. Eragon copped a blow from Shurikan's tail as the dragon pushed into Saphira roughly. Eragon winced and looked at his chest, which was bruised a little from the impact.

He looked back at Saphira's head, seeing the long length of Shurikan dissapear into his dragon's throat. He could see the dragon's meat inside of her; it left a large lump when he slid in. Saphira was extremely angry now, even if she was still too weak to resist. She took thrust after thrust into her mouth, loathing every second of it.

Saphira knew she wouldn't be able to take much more, her throat stung and her large Sapphira eyes were watery. Eragon did his best to try to pull her away from the horrid sensations but with limited success. Shurikan was almost ready to shoot again, feeling his climax building up rapidly in Saphira's hot maw.

Saphira could feel it coming, too, noting his increase in breathing. Saphira tried to pull him out of her mouth as he reached his peak, but she couldn't. Shurikan let out an almighty roar, ramming his entire length deep into her throat and firing his load deep into her stomach.

Saphira was shocked by the ferocity of the liquid onslaught. Her insides were quickly coated in his cream, and liters of it came up out of her throat and down her head and neck. Eragon watched in amazement as Shurikan's cock slid out of her throat, still spurting streams all over her face.

Saphira was choking on cum, trying desperately to swallow it but struggling, due to the fact she was already filled with it. Much of it leaked out of her maw as she tried to rid herself of it. Eragon watched as Shurikan moved back a little, allowing the last of his fluids to cover Eragon again.

Even if Eragon was receiving the dregs of the orgasm, it was still enough to cover most of his body again. He was a little surprised, he had thought Shurikan was done with him. When the evil dragon had finished with him, Eragon looked back at Saphira worriedly, seeing if she was alright. He hoped Shurikan hadn't hurt her too much.

"Eragon, I think I have enough energy to escape," stated Saphira uncertainly. Eragon wasn't sure, but he was prepared to try anything. With one swift motion Saphira rose unsteadily, using the last reserves of her energy to make an attempt at flying. Shurikan swung one giant taloned claw and smote Saphira across the underbelly.

Dropping to the ground, winded, Saphira tried to stand again but found herself pinned by the larger, stronger dragon. Shurikan made sure she wasn't about to escape by dropping his bulk on top of Saphira. Eragon gasped as he was sandwiched between the two dragons, being almost crushed by Shurikan if it wasn't for the fact the black dragon was resting most of it's weight on Saphira's tail.

Lifting her tail, Shurikan probed with his long cock, trying to find her entrance. He had waited so long for this moment. Saphira realized what he was trying to do and attempted to prevent him from entering her. Eragon had nowhere to go, he was pinned between the saddle and Shurikan's soft, heavy underbelly.

"Eragon, if he mates with me I *will* become pregnant to him," Saphira informed Eragon desperately. Eragon knew she was telling the truth, having read in one of Oromis' many scrolls that dragons only needed to mate once to definitely impregnate a female. Even so, Eragon knew he could do little to stop Shurikan.

Shurikan poked around for a bit before the tip of his cock came into contact with her wet lips. Saphira snarled and shot her head back, catching Shurikan on the jaw with her hard skull. He growled and bit down hard on her neck, penetrating her scales and her vagina in one movement.

Saphira screamed in pain, for more than one reason. Blood trickled from her neck as his teeth sank into her. His cock slid into her with difficulty, even if she was lubricated throughly. He was just too big, stretching her beyond what should be possible. She felt as though she was being torn in half from his penetration.

Shurikan laughed, tasting her blood and smelling her scent as he pulled back out, causing Saphira to squirm under him. He let go with his jaw and pushed in again, deeper this time, burying two thirds of his length into her. Eragon could feel Saphira's pain through their link and winced, knowing she was being hurt and he could do nothing to help her.

Galbatorix sat silently as Shurikan raped Saphira, enjoying their discomfort. The king's dragon started up a slow rhythm, thrusting into her stretched hole roughly. He enjoyed the way her tight walls squeezed his throbbing erection as he took her. Shurikan knew he would soon claim her as his own and he smiled inwardly.

Teeth locked in a snarl, Saphira cursed Shurikan as he fucked her harshly. She was going to kill him if she made it through this. She felt so violated, so disgusted by what he was doing to her. She felt contaminated by his cock, which was slamming into her at an increased rate now. She was also sad; Eragon would never want to have sex with her again after this.

Eragon was firmly lodged between the copulating dragons. Shurikan's underbelly was rubbing him heavily as the evil dragon slid back and forth so he could enter Saphira. He could hear the dragons' heartbeat, he was that squashed into Shurikan. He was still naked, as well, which meant Shurikan was sliding over his cock, but he felt no pleasure from it.

Shurikan, however, was getting great pleasure from Saphira's body. The ground was becoming soaked with their union as they leaked fluids out of their bodies. Saphira knew if he reached orgasm she would be filled with his mating juices and she would have no choice but to bear his child. This was an outcome she didn't want to occur.

Eragon was panicking, he didn't know what he would do if Saphira was to forced to bear an egg for this monster. He punched Shurikan but the dragon felt nothing, lost in his own frenzy as he pounded Saphira. The huge dragon was so caught up in his mating drive now that Eragon doubted if even Galbatorix could call him off.

Saphira's neck had stopped bleeding, though she knew it would take a while to heal that wound. Eragon was in no state to cure her right now, so she would have to wait until her body naturally repaired itself. Still, if Shurikan continued to mate her as he did she feared she may have some internal injuries to deal with later.

Shurikan grunted as his slick pole pressed into Saphira ruthlessly, going further than Eragon had ever dreamed of. He could feel his balls were ready to fire another load, so he sped up even more. He wanted to come inside of her, to impregnate her, to spread his bodily fluids into every part of her.

With one final thrust he hilted himself within Saphira, loosing a torrent of cum deep into her womb. Saphira was close to tears, she had never felt this unclean. Eragon groaned uncomfortable as Shurikan lent a little more of his weight onto the young Rider.

Shurikan threw his head back and growled in pleasure as he shot his seed deep into his unwilling recipient. Saphira could feel the warmth from his juices spread inside of her, attempting to fertilize her egg. She tried to close her legs but the powerful dragon forced them to stay open. Shurikan grunted happily as he felt his own semen inside of her.

There was just so much, if anything his orgasms seemed to be increasing in size. Saphira was quickly filled, every inch of her stuffed with dragon cum. It made her belly look extremely full because the pressure was so great. Jizz sprayed out of her entrance around his cock, forced out of her due to the lack of room inside of her.

Eragon looked down at her, seeing the seemingly endless river of cum that was flowing out of his dragon. He hoped with every inch of his being that it wasn't the sperm that was going to make Saphira a mother, and so did she. Shurikan was hoping for the direct opposite, however, keeping his cock lodged firmly inside of her walls until he was utterly spent.

Saphira's head fell limply to the ground, she had given up.
"No, Saphira, hang on," Eragon ordered her, scared that she had passed out or even worse, been killed by Shurikan.
"Stay... stay with me... Eragon," she whispered weakly.
"I will never leave," Eragon replied. That was enough for Saphira, who hung on desperately to consciousness.

Shurikan's emissions eventually ceased after a few minutes. Eragon had no idea how anything could put out so much fluid in one orgasm, let alone three. The satisfied black dragon pulled his softening cock out of Saphira with a large sloshing noise, content that he had impregnated her. A gush of fluids ran out of Saphira's gaping entrance, streaming onto the ground.

Shurikan stepped away from Saphira, his dripping organ slowly retreating back into it's slit.
"You see, young Dragon Rider," Galbatorix proclaimed, "that's what happens when you disobey the Empire." With that he cast a spell to clean Shurikan's body of fluids before he turned around.

"We'll be back for the egg," Galbatorix laughed as Shurikan took off into the air to begin the journey back to the castle. With a powerful stroke of his wings the massive dragon sped off, leaving Eragon and Saphira to deal with the aftermath. All of a sudden, Eragon found he could move again.

He slowly tried to stand, his whole body bruised and sore from the battle and the rape. He tried to dismount Saphira but slipped on Saphira's scales and fell to the ground. He crawled over to Saphira's head and she looked at him with her large eyes half-closed.
"Eragon... are you... alright?" she asked him weakly. Eragon put a hand on her head.

"Saphira," Eragon replied, "I'm the one who should be asking that." He shook his head, unable to comprehend entirely what had just occurred. Saphira, much to Eragon's concern, rolled onto her back so she could get her neck up to look at the damage. She was shocked by what she saw.

Eragon was covered from head to toe in Shurikan's thick, sticky seed, and so was she. She looked at her soaked entrance and groaned weakly, the damned dragon had got her good. She winced as her she turned her neck, feeling the punctures that had been bitten into her. Eragon was concerned, but he didn't have the energy to fix them.

Saphira knew if she didn't act fast she would have no chance at all of stopping the fertilization.
"Eragon," she asked, a little more composed now, "please help me." Eragon knew exactly what she wanted, so he walked around to her until her opening was staring him in the face. He was shocked by what he saw.

Shurikan had raped her terribly hard. Her entrance was wide open, spilling Shurikan's mating fluids onto the ground. He could see right into her, she had been spread that far. He stared inside of her, unable to tell just how far the evil dragon had gone. Her walls were coated white and smelt strongly, as scent which made Eragon enticed and disgusted at the same time.

Acting quickly, he formed the magic words together to clean her insides out completely. However, he didn't know the word for semen in the ancient language, so his attempt were quickly brought to nothing.
"Can't you do anything to get it out, Eragon?" pleaded Saphira. He shook his head, and then an idea came to mind. He shared it with Saphira.

"Can you do it?" she asked uncertainly. Eragon thought about it, repulsed.
"For you," he replied simply. He approached her entrance and tried to figure out how he would proceed. He wouldn't need to keep her spread open, her pussy was already gaping for him. Shelving his pride he brought his head forward, ready to begin.

Looking at her internally, he didn't know how far in Shurikan had fired his load, so he would have to find out. Saphira and Eragon both knew very little about dragon anatomy, so Eragon assumed he could clean the egg by hand. Neither of the pair knew that was not how it worked, so they tried, thinking that the egg was reachable.

Eragon put his hand into Saphira's awaiting opening, entering easily due to the previous occupant. He slid down to the elbow, causing Saphira to gasp out loud as he worked his fingers into her soft flesh. He probed for a while, unable to see anything as he felt for the egg. Saphira's walls began to massage Eragon's arm instinctively, and he pulled out of her. His arm was coated with cum, sticky and still very warm.

"I can't find anything, Saphira, I need to see." With her permission he lowered his head to her spread lips and began to lick her vagina clean of Shurikan's thick seed. He didn't mind the taste, but it repulsed him knowing where the source came from. Saphira moaned in pleasure as Eragon worked away at her wet entrance with his skillful tongue.

He licked her insides clean as well, sliding his tongue over her fleshy walls and lapping up every last bit of cum he could reach. When he was done he felt very full; looking back into her to see if he could find anything. Swearing, he brought his head back, still unable to sight anything in her.

"Sorry," he said to Saphira sadly. She shook her head.
"Eragon, I just remembered," Saphira added, raising her head to look at him, "remember what Arya said? There was a chance you got me pregnant. If that is the case, then Shurikan wouldn't be able to impregnate me as well, correct?" Eragon though about it, agreeing.

"We must go find Arya. She has a test, a test to tell if you are pregnant or not. Maybe she'll be able to tell who the father is as well." Eragon smiled at his own brilliance. Saphira got to her feet shakily, spilling fluids everywhere. Eragon walked over to her and rubbed her neck where she had been bitten.

Eragon stated, "We'll head back, find a lake to wash off and locate Arya. We should only be about three or four kilometers from the main battle." Saphira looked at him.
"We'll have to walk, I don't think I have the energy to fly," said Saphira unhappily.

The pair started to walk back slowly through the forest, wondering just what to tell Arya about what had happened. Saphira felt almost suicidal, she was so violated and humiliated. Eragon sensed her uncertainty and merged his mind with hers.

"It'll all be alright, Saphira, I'll be with you the whole way."
"Thank you, Eragon, I love you."
"And I you."

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Vector's vibrant green eyes flitted open as the dragon awoke with a start. His nostrils flared up a bit as a tantalizing scent invaded his senses, filling his entire body with invigorating warmth. He tilted his head towards the entrance of his den and gave a bemused rumble to the unexpected guest whom he recognized instantly by her scent.

"Well good morning to you, Ria," he greeted her with a grin, shifting about so that he could stretch out each of his four legs. He took a moment to admire the red dragoness standing before him, her beautiful scales gleaming in the sunlight peeking through his cave. From Vector's point of view, still laying on his belly, he was able to get a good glimpse of her yellow belly, peaking between her legs and watching her tail gently sway back and forth behind her.

Ria padded forward and lowered her head towards the male's, giving him a soft brush with her muzzle tip. "Hello, Vector! I hope you don't mind me stopping by so early."

Vector shook his head, the frill running along his neck waving serenely from the motion. "Oh no, of course not, Ria." He stood up and gave her a bit of a smirk. "You smell quite lovely this morning, didn't have enough the other night?"

Both dragons' cheeks flushed a bit as they recalled Vector's surprise return to these remote mountains. Ria had not known he was around and when she ventured outside to investigate a noise, Vector had leapt upon her and mated her while pinning her down. Not that she had minded at the least, some rough, feral loving was just what she had been craving.

Inching forward a bit more, Ria slyly slid her tail between Vector's hind legs and could feel that the dragon's belly was quite swollen already around his genital slit. "Well you seemed to enjoy it as much me, Vector... and it certainly feels like you wouldn't mind some more either." She giggled as Vector simply growled an affirmative, his rich, musky scent starting to mingle in the air as well.

Vector then began to move towards Ria but the dragoness did a quick turn and retreated towards the entrance of his den, a playful growl rumbling deep in her chest. Vector fluttered his silver wings, murring as he watched her lean forward and lift her rump up high, tail flexed well off to the side. Her slit was quite pink and moist, a bit of her fluids dripping and causing the sand on the ground to clump together. She swayed her hips slowly back and forth and Vector's head followed their movement as if the male was in a trance. "Oh Ria... you're making such a mess... let me help you with that." His cock had slipped out of his slit and was now fully hard, the red, ridged shaft glistening with his body's natural lubricants. With each flex of his penis some pre-cum squirted from the tip, getting the backs of his forelegs as well as the ground.

He was about to mount her right then and there but Ria clearly had different plans. At Vector's first step forward, Ria trumpeted in challenge to him and then darted away. She ran down the side of the mountain and then took a strong leap, stretching out her large wings at the same moment. Ria rose quickly into the air as a current of wind caught the sails of her wings.

Vector stood on the mountainside and watched her circle overhead, roaring in acceptance of Ria's challenge. "So... you want to have some fun and tease me a bit, Ria? Well two can play at that game!" He was grinning quite wide as he too took the air, his menacing fangs sparkling a bit in the morning sun.

The two dragons chased one another around the mountains and over the lake in the valley, their roars echoing all throughout the forest below. Under normal circumstances, Vector would be quite embarrassed flying around with a raging boner but his mind was clouded with the lust of the moment. Each glimpse of her slit Ria allowed him just further coaxed him on. She was flying quite acrobatically this morning, doing flips and complicated twists all throughout the air. There was one moment when Vector had just about caught her when her body suddenly twisted and contorted in the air. After pulling the maneuver off, Ria was now directly over Vector but facing the opposite way. She lowered her haunches and rubbed Vector's head with her dripping slit ( he was a hornless dragon so it was quite safe to do so ).

Every breath he took now was full of Ria's strong scent. His cock burned with aching desire with each second that went by. Vector roared in an agonized, lustful tone and put all of the strength he could into his wings to make them work harder. Ria gasped at Vector's renewed vigor and turned back towards the mountains. He reached out and attempted to grab a hold of her wiggling tail but Ria gave a surge of her own and lurched herself towards the ground, right towards a huge tree. She narrowly dodged it on one side while Vector swerved to the other.

Ria took the time from the brief separation to find a clearing and land. She rolled onto her back, exposing her entire body to Vector as he quickly caught up and landed beside her with a low snarl which just turned Ria on even more. "Take me, Vector! Give it all to me in one thrust!"

Tempting as that was in his current state of mind, Vector remembered that he was not about to be out-teased. The big, feral male prowled towards his prey, his powerful tail lashing at the ground behind him. Ria closed her eyes and moaned in anticipation, the base of her tail now a mess as fluids freely flowed from her slit. He walked closer towards her and stepped lightly on her tail about a foot from her rump. Vector then lowered his head down and began to lick up all of Ria's delectable juices. Quickly devouring what had already dribbled out he yearned for more. Vector slid his long, thick tongue up over Ria's tailhole and then to her slit. He grabbed a hold of one of her thighs while the other forepaw held her tail firmly to the ground and licked her yellow belly all around her slit.

Ria, expecting to have a large, thick shaft buried into her by now, whined a bit and began squirming around from the male dragon's licks. "V.. Vector! You can clean me later!" Vector growled and ignored her aching need to be taken by him. Instead, he moved his tongue over her clitoris and began flicking the little mound of sensitive flesh softly. Ria gasped and hissed at him, all four of her paws clenching in the air as the pleasure flowed slowly through her loins.

He continued doing so for about a minute and then lifted his head back up, grinning as the dragoness writhed beneath him. "Mmm... You always say how no one takes the effort to eat you out, dear Ria." Vector lowered his head back down and brushed the tip of his muzzle against her slit, smearing his scales with her juices, his entire body shuddering at the feel and taste and smell of the aroused dragoness. He parted the lips of Ria's slit with his tongue and began to lick around the sensitive folds of skin, giving her pleasure but not nearly as much as she so craved right now. She moaned submissively and bit her lower lip a bit, trying to thrush her hips upwards to get him to go deeper.

Vector decided that he had teased Ria enough for the time being. And besides, his cock was still quite ready and eager to plunge into the dragoness's snug vagina. But not yet... he wanted to try something. Without warning, Vector drove his long, muscular tongue as far as it could go into Ria's body. She growled at the burst of pleasure from the wiggling length inside of her body. It wasn't quite the same as having a cock but it still felt quite lovely to her. Ria wrapped her hind legs around Vector's neck, encouraging the male to continue. He pushed his muzzle so far down that the very tip of it had now penetrated Ria's body, his nostrils just barely remaining outside so that he could breathe. Vector moved his tongue back and forth in a thrusting motion, applying pressure to a different part of Ria's vaginal walls each time.

Ria closed her eyes and moaned loudly at this new kind of feeling. Vector released her thigh from his grip and moved his forepaw over to her clit which was no longer receiving any attention with his tongue buried deep inside her body now. She growled in a deep, lustful tone, her entire body quavering from the pleasure as Vector began to twirl Ria's clit around between two claws, rubbing it quite vigorously as his tongue continued to explore the depths of her body. Ria couldn't take much more of this, the pleasure was just too intense. She clenched her teeth in an attempt to hold off the orgasm for as much as she could but a few more moments of Vector's tongue fucking her sent her over the edge. Ria released her grip on the male and bellowed a climatic roar, a powerful orgasm rocking her body. Vector gasped at the torrent of her juices being released directly into his maw but he enjoyed the taste immensely.

Only for a moment, however. While Ria was still in the middle of her orgasm, Vector withdrew his tongue and paw from her body. Before she could voice her displeasure, though, the male dragon had leapt atop of her and pinned her body down beneath him. He blindly rubbed his cock all over Ria's belly, searching for her slit. Vector quickly found it and groaned as his penis got a shower of her warm fluids. He wasted no further time and plunged all the way into the dragoness while she was still enjoying her climax, his cock well lubed and meeting little resistance as it pushed its way through her clenching vaginal walls. Vector closed his eyes and hissed in delight at the feel of the warm, muscular walls surrounding his cock, the pressure that had built up since they began the chase finally beginning to ebb.

Ria, in the meantime, had totally lost herself to the lust of the moment. Her first climax had just started to end shortly after Vector began to get into a rhythm of thrusts. Over and over he drove his length into her body, the ridged portion of his shaft making her growl in ecstasy each time it entered her. She was far more sensitive than usual after having had one orgasm already and each thrust the male made drove her quicker towards another.

Vector was snarling and drooling above as he mated her, his tail kicking up dirt as it slapped the ground. He lowered his head down and took a firm grip of Ria's neck between his sharp fangs though her scales prevented him from penetrating her hide. The sensation sent even more spikes of pleasure through her body and she lurched forward and wrapped all four of her legs around the other red dragon, clinging tightly to him, bouncing her rear upwards in time with each of Vector's thrusts downwards. Ria could feel Vector's hot saliva dribbling down her neck, the grip of his fangs tightening as the male's pleasure began to peak. She could feel her own loins burning again and knew that her next orgasm was moments away. Over and over and over again Vector roughly plowed into her slit, fluids sloshing out all over the ground, their bellies slapping each others each time he penetrates up to the hilt.

The two dragons continued to mate for several more minutes when Ria suddenly threw her head back and cried out in pleasure as her second orgasm of the morning sent pleasure coursing through her body. She squirmed beneath vector and dug her talons into the male's neck, her snug vaginal walls quavering and clenching randomly all along Vector's cock. The stimulation quickly became too much for him, his thrusts becoming more erratic. At last he could take no more and he released Ria's neck with a snarl and then slammed his entire length back into her slit one last time, letting loose a roar of his own, his cock pumping out loads of his thick, hot seed into the depths of her body. She could feel the warmth spreading inside of her and she cooed pleasantly, her climax winding down now while Vector was still enjoying his, grinding his cock around inside of her body.

A few moments and several gallons of cum later, Vector's climax ended and the male dragon let himself collapse gently upon Ria beneath him. The two dragons regarded each other with sheepish smiles, purring and cooing before finally reaching forward and nuzzling.

"Gosh Vector.. tha... that was just incredible!" Ria exclaimed, still quite enjoying the feel of the dragon's length resting inside of her. "I don't think I've ever had two climaxed in one go... wow..." She continued to groom him, eyes closed, crooning quite happily.

Vector grinned and then yawned quite widely. "Mmmmf... I had no idea you were such a playful girl, I should've come back a lot sooner."

They both giggle and continued muttering sweet words to each other, snuggled together into a tight, rather messy ball of red scales. And even though it wasn't even noon yet, the two exhausted dragons dozed off and took a nap together, their bodies remaining intimately connected with Vector's soft cock snug inside of Ria's body.


A Dragon Hatchling's Life

Part 1) Chatper 1: One Close Call for a Hatchling
Part 2) Chapter 2: Becoming a pet

An anthro version of myself getting himself into a mess ^~
Keywords:Dragon, Rough, Harsh, Domination/Submission

I was at the arcade, heading to the usual spot for the normal Dance Dance Revolution game that I played almost every day. I always went alone, because I really didn't have any friends. It was too bad, too. I would have loved to teach someone the tricks to this game. Perhaps I was too shy though to ask anyone if they wanted to go on the machine with me. I was quite shy in school. Then again though I was almost a professional compared to these people. I played and conquered every level with a near perfect score. As I went on, I put in the normal 2 quarters to play the game. I got on, selected my song, and grabbed the back bar.

I am a male dragon, quite small at only 5ft, including the horns that jutted from his roughly triangular head. My scales were a deep, dark sapphire blue, my eyes a bright scarlet red. Covering my slightly built torso, was a simple black T-shirt, on my strong legs, casual jeans. I didn't wear shoes or socks because my sharp toenails would always rip them, just as easily as my claws would scrape the dance machines back bar if I was leaning down on it from doing an insanely hard song. My wings would go behind the back bar so they wouldn't screw my performance up.

I was only about 16 years old in this planet, but as a dragon I was only 2. From what I remember of my homeland, they used and entirely different incrementing system for age. Why? Who knows... but that "homeland" was probably far, far away. You see, I am an orphan, so I really don't remember much of my parents. It's quite odd that I was able to remember that fact. It would almost bring a tear to my eye when I thought of it.

I started on my first song, Max 300 on heavy mode for a simple warm up. Quickly a crowd of pesky, curious gamers, formed around me. I hated when that happened... Oh well.

The first song was over quickly. My result: AA. Quite an easy song, indeed. If it weren't for that part that stopped I would have gotten an AAA. Next, song was a bit harder. Okay, a lot harder: Linuks on challenge. It was fast. So many 16ths notes in it, no one else could see the order of the arrows. Proof that I have been playing this game way too long.

I turned around panting. That one took a lot out of me. I should have at least got a warm up. Then I realized there were about 10 people behind me, just watching me. I swear they all had the same "Do more!" look. Pesky... So pesky...

Soon that got boring. I couldn't wait for the songs to be updated. It only happened every 4 months. After about spending 5 dollars on the machine I got off, despite the crowd's want of me to keep going,

I decided simply to go out on the dark, night street. There was nothing to do at the house... well... orphanage. Since I had a small job that would pay just enough for a few extra things that I wanted. Perhaps a new game here, a chance to go out to eat there. Just enough to keep me satisfied for now. I decided to go to the small park, which had a nice large forest there. I thought that was the spot that marked the end of the city. It was always nice to go there.

I always had a thing for nature. I often wished that I could be out in those landscapes that were depicted in the famous pictures... But for now the park would do.

I decided just to sit on the swing set, and just rock for a while. Then I decided actually swing for a while instead of sit. I was still seeing the dancing game, and still had the last song I played stuck in my head. I let it buzz around in my skull for a while. It was something to keep me occupied. After a while that got dull too. What to do now?

I thought it would have been a good idea to go explore the woods. It's been a while since he took a nature walk. I looked over at the wood and wondered if it was part of the park too. It probably was. I hopped off the swing, landing about 10 feet away from the swing he was on. I put my claws in my pockets and just idly walking towards the forest. It was nice to get away from everyone there. Just him and nature.

I was only in deep enough that he could hardly see the park line still, but it was far enough for me to decide to take a quick rest. I closed my eyes and listened to the wind swaying the trees. It was a safe haven for him. A perfect way to get away from that wretched orphanage I despised so much.

I heard a stick crack. I opened an eye and looked around. I didn't see anything, so I assumed that it was just my imagination. I closed my eyes once more. Another stick cracked somewhere in the distance. This time I knew it couldn't have been my imagination. I got up and looked around searching for whoever was there.

"Hello?" I shouted. Nothing but silence. I snorted and walked around again. An uneasy feeling went over me. I thought I was being watched.

Out of nowhere, something swept me off my feet. It was too fast for me to see. I tried to get up, but I felt a claw take me by the arm and throw me back down. I yelped loudly. It took me a while to recover this time. I got up slowly, this time no claw preventing me. I looked up to see who the attacker was. What I saw made me gasp.

I was looking at another dragon, who looked to be in about his late 30s or mid 40s. I estimated him to be about 10ft tall, twice my size. He was very muscled. He had to work out a lot. He was wearing no shirt. His pants were dark blue, enforcing the dark appearance of the dragon. His black scales matched his dark eyes, which struck complete awe and fear into me. Those dark eyes also sparked with lust. That already told me enough.

I tried to back away, but quickly he caught my arm again. He growled menacingly "Oh, no you don't. I've taken 20 years of judo, so don't even think you are going to escape."

I couldn't help but just whimper. I quickly looked around, and the odds that I would escape were little. I looked out towards the park again, but no one was there. The black dragon tugged me deeper into the forest, and soon I couldn't see the park at all.

I didn't resist much, knowing that the only way I could get out of this one unscathed is to just submit. That is what my instincts told me. Then again... my instincts were always passive. But if I was to struggle, he could probably knock me out with a single punch. I was silent aside from the small whimpers.

The dragon soon turned and faced me. I adverted my gaze, trying not to meet those lustful, dark, eyes. He noticed I was afraid. Hell... who wouldn't? I couldn't think of I time I was more scared. All was silent, as if the dragon didn't know what to do with me.

"Lighten up there little hatchling. Don't worry. You'll like my plans. Well, probably not as much as I will." The dragon sneered with a smirk. "What do you think? What do you think about being my bitch?"


Chapter 2: Realizing the Worst

I tried to wrap my head and read what that lustful dragon was thinking. He left as soon as I said I had no home. Maybe he was planning to go after the kids in the orphanage. Not that I would care about that. As long as I didn't have to be cornered like that again. I couldn't believe how much fear I felt.

I looked around. I couldn't find any sign of the park, and I had no clue how far that monster had dragged me in here. I was lost.... Shit... I looked to the ground. I managed to see my own claw prints. Perhaps they would be able to lead me out of this mess. I followed them, making sure not to bang my head on some tree while looking on the ground.

It took at least 2 hours, long enough for it to turn dark outside, but I finally found the park once more. Thank god it was summer, or the tracks would have probably been covered up in leaves, and I would have been doomed to wander and meander in these dark woods. It was probably very late. The person who ran the orphanage, Elania, was probably asking the others continuously and frantically if they had seen me. I tend to stay away from the others. They all tended to believe that they were in charge of everyone else. They wouldn't know where I was.

I was soon out of the park and was right across from the arcade I was earlier. I still had 50 cents. I decided that it would be quick enough to do one last round of Dance Dance Revolution since it was open late. I did Xenon, Bag, AAA, and TsusuvivorgamusH. All of it was easy enough. 3 AA's and 1 A. There was no crowd, which only reinforced the fact that it was getting too late to be out. Normally when I played, there was always that pesky swarm of DDR fanatics.

I rushed out of the arcade, running at a good 15 miles per hour, not exhausting to me, but fast enough for me to get to where I was going. I had soon arrived at the old orphanage that I have learned to hate. I went in and was quickly stopped by the keeper, Elania.

She was a wolf, slender, but she didn't look like she was starving. Her white fur, appeared to be soft, but right now, her blue eyes were hard. Her hands were on here hips, and if that was with that glare, you were in trouble.

"Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you!" Elania growled. I looked at her and with a guilty face. I wondered if he should have told him of that dragon. Then again, Xenorosth didn't want to remind himself. He decided against it.

"Sorry, but someone had me caught up, and wouldn't let me leave." I said, avoiding telling the truth.

"Who might I ask? Some friend?" She ranted angrily, but before she answered she left, obviously disappointed. I simply went over to the normal corner that was always vacant. That is where I would think.

A knock came at the door. "What in blazes? Who would come to the orphanage at 11:30 at night?" Elania, who was still perturbed, muttered.

She opened the door as I stayed in my corner. Elania yipped in surprise, but I didn't see who came in. I left the corner, and decided to go around to the staircase, not liking the random people who wanted to adopt a 3-year-old cub. No one wanted a teenager, when they were no longer cute and cuddly.

I waited for him or her to leave. Ten minutes went past. Fifteen minutes. Twenty. Thirty.

Whoever was there, was talking to Elania for a long time. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Forty. Fifty. An hour had gone. I went down, trying to listen in on the conversation. By the time he was down the stairs though, Elania had called.

"Xenorosth! You're going to a new home tonight! Get your stuff, okay?" Elania called, kinda shaken, but also partly shocked. I blinked. What the hell? I went back up, grabbed a few suitcases and started stuffing my clothes, a Rubik's cube, a few other toys, my wallet, and a few other necessities.

I went down the stairs swiftly with my luggage, curious at who could be at the door to adopt him. Stumbling a bit, I went to the bottom of the stairs. Elania was still looking a bit upset, but this time she wasn't angry.

"Elania, what is going on?" I asked. She looked me in the eye and smiled.

"You're going home with a dragon named Mark. One of his friends has come to pick you up. I'm going to miss you. You're the only one who doesn't think they are the boss around here" She smiled with dark humor. I never felt so guilty in my life. Here I'm leaving a place I hated, with people that bugged me, and now I find out that the one who I thought hated me the most was sorry to see me go. Great...

I hugged her trying to make it seem like I'd miss her too, but I wasn't sure if I would. I looked outside and saw the outline of a dragon with a black mustang. I looked at it with shock. Who would go adopting a child and pick them up in a sports car? Was this guy nuts? The driver, a green dragon, gestured him to get in. I put my stuff in the back seat, and got it. I waved a greeting to the green dragon, put the stuff in the back, and got in.

"Hey there." The driver said. "Ready to go home?" I nodded. He grinned and started driving. I closed my eyes. Finally I was leaving that wretched place. But to me, it was bittersweet. I had no idea where I would live now. I wondered exactly what would happen. Where would I go to school?

I opened my eyes and found myself being driven through the woods. I wondered where I was for a moment, but then I found I really didn't care. I watched trees go by for about 5 minutes, and then we stopped in front of what appeared to be just a simple clearing in the woods.

There was a black dragon, much larger then myself, standing next to a tree. My heart seemed to stop. I squinted to see if my eyes were deceiving me. Unfortunately, they weren't. It was the same dragon that had tried to rape me in the woods! I panicked. I looked at the driver, who was grinning maliciously. He knew what my fate was.

I looked back, and the black dragon, was at the window. I blinked, surprised at how fast he got here. He opened the door, and grabbed my arm. I got out, purely just so he wouldn't throw me out. He looked at me with lust.

"Please take Xenorosth's bags into the lair." The black dragon ordered.

"Of course, Mark. Its about time you did something like this." The green dragon told Mark. Wait... HE was Mark? Oh shit! He was the one who was going to adopt me? Oh man!

I gulped staying silent. He bent down to my level, looked straight into my fearful eyes, and licked my neck teasingly. I knew what was going to happen inevitably. I whimpered quietly. He chuckled, patting my head.

As soon as the green dragon came back, Mark waved at him. The green dragon waved back, and got in the car. He left without a word. Mark gestured for me to start walking, so I did, not knowing if he would hit me for disobedience. I was led to a cavern not to far from the clearing. I shivered as Mark was held my wrist, leading me to my new prison.

He opened a door that was in the cave and let me inside, turning me loose. He shut and locked the door. As I heard the door lock, my heart sank. I knew that I wouldn't escape.

"So you weren't lying. You truly didn't have a home." Mark rumbled with a sigh. "I'll fix something up for us to eat. Feel free to explore."
I was honestly surprised. I looked around in each of the rooms, each one decorated with dark figures, statues, and high quality furniture. He obviously was very wealthy. I noticed as I walked around that the bed rooms were missing. I didn't pay attention to minor details, but even so everything looked perfect. It even matched my tastes in design.

I decided to reflect on my situation. I was in the middle of a forest, probably isolated, with a rapist dragon that had just adopted him. I sighed, knowing that it wasn't looking good for him.

"Dinner is ready!" Mark called. I blinked. Already? I walked in, smelling some type of stew. My sense of smell was sharp and as I entered the elegant dining room, a bowl of steaming stew was sitting on the black table.

I looked at Mark nervously, wondering if he put anything in the stew. He offered me a seat, and then sat down right next to the offered chair. I took it with caution.

"What is with you? Why are you so jumpy? I'm not going to do anything to you... yet. That's later. So eat up. You'll need the energy." Mark said with a smirk, winking at me. I blushed, sipping the stew. It was delicious. It obviously shown on my face that I was shocked at the quality. Mark chuckled at me with amusement. I then started eating it quite quickly, eager to have such a high class meal. Mark miraculously finished before me, even though it only took me 5 minutes to devour the meal.

"You must have been hungry!" Mark rumbled with amusement, "Is there anything else you would like?" I hesitated, not wanting to be too much of a pest, so I shook my head. He grinned, his eyes lustful again. He got up, and beckoned me to follow him.

I blushed shyly getting up, knowing what was next. He grabbed my arm once more and guided, though not forced me to what looked like a dead end. He rumbled and stamped the ground. I yipped and jumped. I looked at him whimpering, as a secret staircase was revealed. It was very dimly lit, almost making it impossible to see what was at the bottom.

I was led down the stairs. I was still whimpering, now highly intimidated by this beast. I knew that I didn't want to be hit by such a powerhouse.

When I got to the bottom I was amazed. There was a beautiful lounge, full of the most luxurious, yet dark furniture. The walls and floor were all black, and the dim lighting made the red furniture seem dark red. There was a large door right in the corner, painted blue, with a bright white moon on it. I felt Mark tug on my arm. I started walking over to the door. He opened it, ushering me inside with a lick and a rump pat. I yipped as I went in.

A ledge as tall as I was stopped me 3 ft as I went into the room. I felt Mark pick me up and put me on the top of the ledge. On top it was very soft. It was a bed! The whole room was! It was 14 feet wide and 18 feet long.

I heard a lustful growl. I looked behind me. Mark was looking right at me, which sent a shiver through my spine. He tackled me and pinned me to the bed.

"Look like your mine now bitch! And for good! You're legally mine, Xenorosth! Or shall I say son!" I squirmed underneath Mark, panicking. He growled and instantly I stopped.

"Oh don't worry little one. I'll be sure to take you nice and easy." Mark growled, seductively.

"Oh please! I don't want to lose my virginity!" I squeaked, immune to his seducing.

"Oh? You're a virgin? Then this will be more fun!" He rumbled in my ear. I whimpered regretting saying that. He let me up and started stripping. I went to the corner cowering in fear. I had no idea what to do. There were no windows, and Mark blocked the exit. I found the edge of the covers that were on the bed, and I hid myself under them. It was all I could do.


RUTTING BARN:

'Well, this cattle may be a good place to rest a short while before returning to my comrades.' the dragon thinks. He's a soldier on his way back to his squad, returning from a task. A rather silly task setup by his sarge as a kind of punishment.
The dragon soldier lands with a slight thumping noise beside the barn, folding his wings neatly behind him. He is not the kind of a feral dragon, just a beast man but still with the typical features of a dragon: claws with large talons, scales covering his body from bulky head to plump tail. The more massive and serrated ones on his back and head forming a natural plating. A set of black, slightly twisted horns bending backward on his head, making him look even more fierce. He is a rather muscled specimen and thus to heavy to fly more than short distances. The old barn miles from anywhere could make a nice place to take a short nap. Returning back to soon would just mean getting assigned another stupid job.
Now on the ground, he takes a look around to check if no one is near. He carefully opens one of the large wooden doors at the front and takes a glance inside.
Rays of sunlight are breaking through rifty walls and roof and lighten the inside. Despite the cracks in the walls and the badly maintained roof, it appeared that the hay stayed dry.
The dragon moves inside, closing the door behind him, checking for a good place to rest. The place under the dry loft seems to be as good as any, since there is enough hay scattered around to make a comfortable bed.
Dropping his weapon next to him he unfasten his armor vest to make it more comfortable. He thinks about to drop also the heavy metal greaves and vambraces but rejects the thought. It would take to much time to put them on in case he has to get out here quickly.
Lying down on the hay, crossing his arms behind his neck, he is trying to find some rest.

' Fuck, I'm horny since days. Maybe a good time to take care of this ' He unfastens the belt of his pants, which someone might call steel-enforced briefs, shoving them down around his muscled thighs.
Rubbing around his slit and thinking of how nice some company would be now, his male hood emerges its hiding place. Growling and murring he moves along fondling his shaft and the fleshy ring surrounding it, more of the flesh pushing through the slit, growing fully erect.
First drops of precum escaping the sharp tip, spread about the surface by scaled claws.
'Whished I had some smooth meat to pound', he is muttering when he is sliding his prick against his rough hands.

Taking a nap himself, a lion was hidden in the hay. He was waken by the rattling and shuffling movement below him. Now he is alerted by the sounds the large creature makes.
He is lying on the drying floor trying to figure out what's going on. Moving carefully some of the hay a side to peek a look through the cracks of the floor. What he sees is a large beast man jerking off absent in his own pleasures.
Fear creeps into the adolescent lion. What if the seemingly older male catches him? He might get angry if he is surprised while getting off. Still, the possibility of getting caught and the plain view of the naked strongman are thrilling to the youngster. He never saw a dragon's maleness before and is surprised by its odd shape. It looks like a cone crowned by an also cone-shaped cocktip. A dozen thick ridges running around it visible even from the hiding spot of the lion. While becoming firm, the shaft is bending upward, the swelling ridges and veins making up a rippled surface. After the base of the cone, the flaming red bulk stretches out and then narrows, resembling the shape of a knot.
His crotch swelling with arousal, the cat tries to move to a better position. Bad luck, the rotten planks below act repellent at the weight shift and decide that they have done their job long enough. With a breaking noise the drying floor slowly collapses and the lion finds himself tumbling down in the center of this mess.
The dragon is dumbfounded at first but then reacts quickly, rolling out under the breaking wood standing before it watching someone struggling between twirling hay and slivered wood.
The lion gets up, hoping the dragon is still not on his feed, trying to escape from the barn. Unfortunately the door is behind the dragon. He dashes around him, but the dragon catches him by the waist before he can reach the door and the lion is thrown back into the hay, landing on his back.

"Please sir...let me go ... I wont tell anyone..." the youngster pleads.
"Tell anyone what? That you are getting off spying naked males." the dragon returns angrily. He approaches the scared lion cornering him against the remains of the drying floor. The lion looks up at him, but the dragon stares at the lion's bulge "Seems you like what you see."
As a proven soldier he already learned the rule: 'Seize every opportunity to reach your goal. You may not have a second chance'.
"Stand up! No tricks!" The lion rises to his feet, feeling embarrassed after the previous comment of the dragon. He is only wearing shorts because it's a hot and humid summer day. Indeed the dragon is a lot larger than the lion. Even if he would have the guts to stand straight, his head would only be on level with the dragon's muscular chest.
With a clawed hand the warrior suddenly gropes at the lions crotch the other one holding him at waistline and pulling him to his own body. The lion is struggling to push the dragon's claws away, but he is far to weak against the trained warrior. The dragon feels up the lion's package, checking him out. The lion's mane is still undeveloped but other parts seem to fit a grown up male. The dragons male hood is still half hard and getting more rigid by degrees when its touching the writhing lions belly, smearing pre into the soft fur. The lion is intimidated by the large pole and is trying to avoid contact with the dangerous looking tool.
The scalies split tongue flickers out of his snout, catching the smell of rut.
"I will let you go if you do me some favor. Come on, I can tell you are not new to this." Speaking under his breath the dragon takes one hand of the lion and guides it to his male hood, pressing it against the hot and sticky meat.
"I...I don't want..." – "No talk!" snarls the dragon. "On your knees and get this muzzle to work!" He pushes the lion down pressing his face between his legs, the heavy cock slapping the side of his muzzle.
"Please..." he begs but the dragon bares his teeth. Hesitantly the lad licks the tip of the dragon's male hood.
'That's not the right time to try something stupid' he thinks by himself. Again he drives his raspy cat tongue about the sensitive flesh inhaling thick male scent and getting a good taste of dragon meat.
While the glistening shaft got a little bit soft in the previous interlude, now its getting rock hard again, pointing slightly upward and oozing precum here and then.
"Wrap your muzzle around it!" his captor commands impatiently.
'Best I get him to climax as fast as possible to get this over with' the lion thinks. He pushes his squeeze shut lips around the cocktip, pressing his tongue against it to stimulate it.
The dragon likes the feeling but wants more of the hot muzzle. With both hands he pushes the cats head against his body, digging claws into the skin. The lad counter pressing and propping himself up with his hands against the tense thighs of the savage beast. Additionally, the dragon pushes his hip forward force-feeding more of his throbbing length into the snout.
The lad pushes his tongue against the cock feeling the ridges sliding jerky over it, already filling his muzzle completely and nearly forcing him to gag. The dragon notices that he cannot go deeper without to risk getting the cat vomit all over his penis.
So he resigns to the fact the he can only fit nearly the half of his length into the youngster's mouth. Releasing the cats head a little bit, his cock slides out until only the tip is locked between his lips, just to force the head again into his groin.
Reiterating this cycle they got a nice rhythm with slippery sounds. Precum flows out of the cock, sometimes actually spurting down the cat's throat giving a strong taste and feeling to the lion.
' Oh god I will drown if he comes in my mouth and deep throats me.' The dragon continues gripping the cat's head thoroughly behind the ears still trying to push more of his prick into the undersized orifice. The lion, still fighting with his gag-reflex, thinks about biting the large prick. But he gets the impression that this wont do anything to the hardened shaft as it is already scratching across his teeth.
Some dozen strokes later the dragon shouts: "Stop! I changed my mind. I need to have your ass. I had no pussy in weeks and just rubbing my cock in your face is not good enough. " He pushes the kneeling lion backwards, throwing him on his back. That one is relieved to get the large prick out of his mouth but also shocked by the new bid.
The dragon quickly steps out of his pants placing one large talon armed foot on the abdomen of the lion, holding him down and pressing the air out of his lungs. Giving his precum and salvia slickened length some strokes he squats down gripping the pants and hauling them down to uncover the lions most private area. Obviously the lion is aroused by all the forced sex as his semi hard prick springs in the air when its cover is torn away.
Gripping the lion's lower legs and lifting them into the air, he exposes the lions rear. The tight ring of flesh that will give the dragon the pleasure he yearns for, hidden under the tail base.
"Lets see if I caught me a virgin or a well-tried whore" A claw is pressed under the lions tail, slickened with salvia and precum from his cock, making the lion wince and whine, crooking his back, trying to squirm free from the assault. But the dragon holds him in place, relentless pressing against the convulsing sphincter to break its resistance. The lion trying to squeeze his entrance shut, tensing his ass. Soon he can't sustain resistance against the aggressor and the claw push's slowly inside. The lion can feel how the first and second knuckle soon follows, whimpering in horror of this abuse. Eager to get his bitch ready to use, the dragon smoothly slides his finger in and out slickening and stretching the passageway. Soon he adds another clawed finger to spread him even more. The lion cries out struggling in agony, but nevertheless, next to the tearing pain there is a weird feeling.
Acting quickly the dragon kneels next to the bottom of the lion, bending the lion's legs further backward. His rock hard dragon hood slips between the firm cheeks of the lion's ass, already finding its target and pushing hard against it.
"Please no... Its to big...you will rip me apart!"
"Stop whining boy, now I will make you my bitch..." growls the dragon pushing slowly into the lion, the cockhead starting to spread his anus. The dragon releases a deep sigh when he can feel the hot passageway clenching around his flesh. One after another, the thick ridges of the cock are pressed against the sphincter, urging to gain entrance into its new living scabbard. The dragon takes his time to enjoy breaking into his bitch, feeling his victim struggle under his force.
The lion is clenching his eyes shut, his muzzle agape, silently whimpering in terror. His body tensed up to fend his invader off, to no avail. Each of the ridges is bigger than the last one, releasing his sphincter when it passed in, just to be followed by a bigger one.
Half of the cock has entered him when the dragon stops. Slowly he withdraws giving the already wrist sized stretched muscle ring a short period of rest. Then he is starting all over again, squeezing into, a little faster now.
The dragon rests the lions lower legs on his shoulders, pushing his upper body forward, lifting the lions lower back up a little bit to get a better angle when driving into him. His large hands griping the lion's upper arms tightly to lock him in place.
The lion doesn't even try to escape now. Admittedly, the large meat stuffed into his boy cunt is touching some hidden spots making his body react weird. He is getting hard though this should not happen when a frantic warrior is going to rape you.
"Look what eager bitch you are. First you are calling me to big and now your ass is still begging me for more." The lion would see a dirty smirk on the dragon's snout if he wouldn't be so distracted by the pounding in his back.
"Your prick is hard as a lead-pipe, so don't tell me you don't enjoy this" the dragon continues his teasing. In fact the tearing feeling in his anus has ceased a little bit and the large, hot piece of meat slithering into him brings a lot of stimulation to his inside.
The dragon sees the change in his captives eyes, its will nearly broken. Hesitantly the lion looks up into the belligerent reptile eyes, praying that he will get alive out of this. He reaches out with a paw just to check if there is blood down in his crotch from the rough fucking.
"No touching yourself bitch" the dragon shouts. The frightened lad quickly withdraws his paws dropping them back to the side.
The dragon moans. 'Dam it I like fucking those critters. I cant stand it much longer' "Now you will get it really hard" he growls at the lion. Well the lion thinks that he is already getting a lot more as he ever would have believed he could take. Without sliding out of the cat's ass, the dragon rises from his knees into a semi cowering stance, tensing his leg muscles his tail slashing behind him. The ass of the lion is dragged upward while his body weight is now resting on his shoulders. The dragon hunkers over the now upside down turned cat using his clawed hands to bend the lion's legs to the ground and spreading the cheeks his member is encased into. The cat grips the ankles of the dragon, trying to support his weight also on his own paws. Now he is faced with his own stiff lion hood dripping precum down on him and a large dragon determined to get the most out of this. Or better to get the most in. The dragon apparently doing warm up for the final fucking, sliding out to the cocktip and moving in with a smooth movement. Out again and downward riding the cats ass like no one has ever done before. Popping in and out of his passage, the strange ridges are thrilling the cats sphincter and prostate making him mewl in pleasure. Like a steam engine the dragon is hammering into him evenly, creating wet squirting sounds like a leaky pump. He is breathing heavily, muscles tensing, using his whole body weight to move against his victim below him.

Minutes ago the lions balls where drawn to his body preparing pressure to shoot his wad, now he cant take it any more. He never came before without touching his cock just by getting it up the ass. But his shaft is hurting with pleasure and if he cant get release now, his balls are going to explode.
Until now, the dragon avoided to insert also the knotty base of his cock, but now he is going wild pressing the fat chunk against the cats overused tail hole, popping it inside, pushing his cock in deeper than ever, grinding his crotch against his females ass. Just to haul it out again, repeating this cycle over and over again. Burying his member deep in the hot confines of the lions tail hole, scaled crotch slapping the lions tender ass.
That makes the lion moaning loudly his pulsing cock shortly after that gushing out strings of cum covering his face, muzzle and chest. His spasming anus giving quite a massage to the fat cock that is milking his prostate.
Seeing his bitch squirting and moaning in ecstasy under his dominance pushes the dragon over the edge. Throwing back his head, the dragon roars out his claim, unfolding his large leathery wings to shield his prey while he is pumping his semen into his victims body. Around his deeply embedded cock, still humping, cum is sputtering out of the lions tail hole, making a mess on his ass cheeks.
After filling up his anus with a weeks load of sticky and hot cum, both are completely drained. The dragon weakens, dropping to all fours still impaling the helpless lion and breathing heavily. The lion is buried under the dragon, also out of breath after screaming by delight. His subduers cum runs down the lions tail base and lower back, his own soaking his fur on face, chest and belly and drawing sticky strings between the lips of his gasping muzzle.
After some minutes, the dragon has recovered enough to struggle to his feet, his softening length sliding out of his bitch still connected by a strand of his juice. He is looking down on the gooey, shuddering fur to his feet, puzzling if he should rest a little bit and then going for a second round. But he decides against it. He already lost a lot of time and might have drawn attention by his uproar.
A little wobbly he walks back to his items, putting on his clothes. The lion still needs time to recover, laying where his rapist left him in a mess.
"Hey slut, you better leave this place soon before whoever else shows up" With this words the dragon is slipping out of the barn. He will have to walk since he is to exhausted to fly.