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Slow your breath. Lose any worries. Be present.

Xiaolong calmed his mind until these were his only thoughts. These short sentences summed up his training which started already when he was just a small hatchling, and he repeated them every time before letting his arrows fly.

Xiaolong adjusted his position, gently pushing some of the huge green leaves out of the way with his multicoloured tail, that could potentially sway into his vision. Even the movement of his tail was perfectly planned and fluid so as not to raise attention to his position.

Like a stringed instrument, the vibrations carried through the air into his ears, producing a faint sound as he let go of the tension in his bow. All the while, he kept his focus on the large peccary in front of him. Without producing a single noise, it slumped down. The arrow hit it’s mark perfectly.

As Xiaolong rose, and approached the animal slowly, he could finally take in its full size. This would feed a large number of his tribe, and they still had food stocked up to last them a long time. They were truly thriving. Xiaolong’s caught himself fantasising about the feast that they could have with this large creature which made his yellow tongue slip out of his maw in anticipation. Now he just had to get this large trophy back to the tribe.

Xiaolong was well aware of his colourful patterns, and has over the years perfected his skills of hiding them during the hunt. He knew from which angles the sun would reflect especially well off his mostly yellow chest and horns, lighting him up like a torch in the woods. Meanwhile he could use the viridian blue scales on his legs and lower arms to blend in nicely with some of the foliage around him. Meanwhile his vermilion legs blended in easily with some of the soil and barks. It was all about positioning himself. The only item on him that was not colourful at all was the simple reddish-brown loincloth he wore to cover himself, as did his whole tribe.

After a short time, he bound up the peccary to make it easier to carry, and he set off to his village. He was not the strongest member of his village for sure, which lead to him struggling ever so slightly carrying the additional weight. However, he became aware of this early in his life and simply learned how to use his dexterity and other skills to prove himself. Through this acceptance and adaptation, the village regarded him nevertheless as their most important hunter and warrior.

The trek through the jungle took him back to the small brook whose source is close to his tribe, and he took a short break to take some gulps of water. Now he simply had to follow it for half an hour upstream before he could finally enjoy a bath and then a beautiful feast with all of his tribes-people.

Xiaolong watched the stream as he trekked along it, observing the occasional silver glint of a fish shine through the crystal clear water. The sound of running water always calmed his mind after a hunt, and he could feel himself getting lost in it’s soothing melody. Not only did it provide a source of life for the entire jungle, its waters also brought purity, relieve and pleasure for every living thing in the jungle. This was why their tribe considered it as an almost holy entity of the jungle.

After continuing to contemplate this however, he saw that there was something wrong with the brook, and he picked up his pace. He could see streaks of red flowing down along the brook, and they were getting denser and denser. He bent down to taste the water as he moved along, and the taste of iron confirmed his initial thought. It might just be another hunter having killed an animal close to the brook, however due to it’s importance, the tribe was advised not to kill any living being close to it. He was certain the source of the blood came from somewhere else, and there were not many possibilities left. His claws were kicking back pebbles, as he was now sprinting through the jungle.

The first clear confirmation that there was something happening in the village was the smoke that he could see rising up as he glimpsed through the crowns of the trees. Eventually he also could smell it. As he got closer to the village, his breath becoming more erratic, he could hear screams.

Just a couple more jumps, then I’m there. Then I can help.

As he finally made it, he saw one of the village Elders lie on the floor. It was Elder Elias. He was crawling away from something, pulling himself with one arm. Behind him, a deep red stained the dirt for a distance, way too long for the Elder to be surviving this. Then Xiaolong heard an unfamiliar voice. It was deep and almost made him freeze up with the disgust he could make out in it.

“I told you to stop crawling you vermin. Now I’ll make it hurt.”

From the corner of Xiaolong’s vision, a tall, muscular dragon stepped out. Unlike Xiaolong’s tribe who were displaying a large array of bright colour, this dragon’s colours were all various shades of grey, with most of his body dark grey. He had twisted horns on his head and an incredibly muscular body, much stronger and thicker than any of Xiaolong’s tribesmen. All across his body, drawn in black colour, was tribal imagery. Most of it was very geometric and drawn with sharp corners, making him look even more aggressive and imposing.

He approached the Elder who was still trying to claw into the dirt to drag himself away. The large dragon moved the short-sword he was holding, and which was dripping blood to his face. A long, forked tongue slid out of its maw and moved over the tip of the sword, lapping up some of the blood. Xiaolong was certain he saw a glint in his eyes and the corners of his mouth rise.

“Look at you, you soiled yourself. Pathetic. Maybe I should feed you your piss-soaked loincloth as a meal? I’m sure that would at least give you some joy before the pain that will follow.”

The foreign dragon put away his sword and pulled out heavy shackles. Now finally Xiaolong broke out of his stupor and stepped out of the bushes. His voice creaked: “S…stop.”

The large dragon stopped his motion and calmly looked over at Xiaolong. Now Xiaolong was certain that he was smiling.

“Now what do we have here. Another hunter from this worthless tribe? I thought we got them all? So you lied to us, you old bag…”

With that, the large dragon stepped on the head of the village Elder, pressing it maw-first into the dirt.

“Well, did you come to soon regret your decision just as the others did?” Now the smile formed into a disgusting grin. “You get the same opportunity as the others did. Just come to the Elders’ hut if you want to try to save your village. Or, if you are clever, save yourself and just leave. Maybe we won’t find you in the jungle.” The large dragon now stared directly into Xiaolong’s eyes, without a blink. “But then again, maybe we will.”

As the large dragon turned his head from Xiaolong back to the Elder, Xiaolong used the opening to put an arrow in and pull the bow tight.

“Now now little boy. How about we play it fair?” The large dragon stopped halfway through turning away. “Do you really think we weren’t aware of you?” He nodded up to the roof of a nearby hut.

Xiaolong, still keeping the bow tense, looked over and spotted just behind the tip of the roof a smaller grey dragon crouching. He also held a bow, ready to loosen an arrow in Xiaolong’s direction. Xiaolong lowered his bow and finally found the courage to speak again. “I will meet you at the Elders’ hut. But let me tend to this one first. I beg of you.” With his bow affixed to his back and arrow back in it’s quiver, Xiaolong approached slowly.

“You get to speak to him, perhaps for the last time. Then he comes with me. So make it quick.” The large dragon licks the short-sword again. “I hope you taste just as delicious as he does. Get to it.” With that, he stepped away from the Elder, keeping an eye on Xiaolong.

Finally Xiaolong sprinted towards the Elder and inspected the wounds. His heart told him to do everything he learned to ease the pain that the Elder was suffering, in the same way that he often did for Xiaolong during his childhood. Just what were they planning to do with the Elders and the other villagers?.

Xiaolong kneeled next to Elias, gently turning the Elder’s face to look him into the eyes. “What happened?! Are the other Elders alive?”

A gentle smile formed on Elias’ face. It looked like it cost the Elder a lot of energy to keep it up. “Xiaolong. I am so glad to see you. Yes they are, but please listen to me.”

The Elder closed his eyes and no longer forced himself to smile.

“These barbarians… no… monsters… They attacked us without warning, without any conditions. Please. Just leave. Save yourself. There is no reasoning with them. I saw what they did with the unlucky ones that tried to oppose them with force. There is no one here to save. Just save yourself.”

Xiaolong recoiled and answered: “What do you mean, leave the village behind!? We need to fight back!”

The Elder replied, his voice becoming weaker: “There is no use. It will only make it worse. It is over… Start a new life far away from here. Please. I couldn’t…”

With that sentence, a last sigh left Elder Elias’ lips. Xiaolong could still feel a weak breath coming from the Elder. He must have fallen unconscious from the pain. He finally stood up, fighting to hold back the tears. He knew what he had to do.

Taking a deep breath, he stared at the grey dragon with anger and spoke. “I will meet you at the Elders’ hut. Do not dare hurt him any more.”

The large dragon grinned. “I wouldn’t dare. I’ll just have to hurt you all the more then I guess.” He stepped closer, standing almost within touching distance to Xiaolong. He was massive compared to the smaller, colourful dragon.

He bent down, put shackles around Elder Elias feet and hoisted him with ease over his shoulder. With a last smirk in Xiaolong’s direction, he trotted off towards the town centre.

I will save you, Elder. And everyone else.

Xiaolong tried to take a different path than that of the grey dragon. He first needed to find out more on what happened in the village. So he tried to keep an eye out for any other bowmen sitting on the roofs and to keep to the shadows as much as possible. What he saw as he traversed the village almost made him throw up. Huts of some of his closest friends were already burned down to ashes, within them the charred remains of all their belongings and memories. He saw evidence of others crawling on the floor, claws dug into the dirt trying to escape from whoever was pursuing, with no evidence left, their bodies likely disposed off. As he came closer to the centre of the village however he saw the most disturbing images of all.

In the town centre, around their ceremonial fireplace he saw many more of the grey dragons. Almost all of them had a similar stature to the first one he saw. They were all in a jovial mood, drinking large amounts of ale. He could see a busy exchange of these dragons going in and out of the nearby tents that were designated for having meals together as a tribe. He sneaked up from the far side of those tents to have a look inside, in hopes of detecting some sort of leading figure of the grey dragons. As he approached, he could already hear moans and the occasional scream. Sadly, what he discovered was that the dining tents have been transformed into something grotesque.

In the largest one, he could see some of his hunting comrades. They were thankfully still alive, some only barely. However they were put in various machinations made of heavy wood and metal. Some of his friends had their head and wrists locked, while being forced to stand, their head covered with a cloth. Others were affixed on large crosses, their legs and arms spread apart. Even others were simply sitting in the dirt, their hands and feet tied or connected to some poles rammed in the dirt. This in itself would have been enough to terrify Xiaolong. However, the longer he looked, the more disturbed he grew.

The cloths that were used to cover the faces of those made to stand while their heads and wrists were held in place, were actually loincloths. Some belonged to his tribesmen, some to the grey dragons, but almost all of them were well used, either stained with piss or semen. Those that were hanging on the crosses had parts of their horns removed, something that would be extremely painful, even when done in a safe environment. All over their body were cuts and bruises, and on the floor under their genitals were wet spots. Their loincloths were removed and stuffed in their mouths.

Lastly, those on the floor, with their legs and hands bound, had fluids leak out of all of their orifices, some of them seemingly in pain. Xiaolong’s eyes widened as he also saw one of them being currently used by the grey dragons, them using both ends and laughing all the while. The one that was satisfying himself at the backside held the mouth open so that the grey dragon at the front could ram his massive member all the way down the smaller colourful dragon’s throat. The smaller dragon’s body was almost completely hidden by the huge grey intruders. Xiaolong could hear the painful gagging all the way to the end of the tent. All of his tribesmen were being abused for the pleasure of the grey dragons. This was what Elder Elias tried to warn Xiaolong about.

To add to this, the whole tent smelt of all kinds of bodily liquids, especially of sweat and piss. Xiaolong recoiled in disgust and needed to take a breath of fresh air. It was then that he realised someone sneaked up on him.

“You like what we done to the place? Finally your tribe can fulfil their purpose in life. Serving the strongest. Now get up, you shall still have your opportunity to save everyone, just like you imagine it.” With that, the grey dragon, the same one Xiaolong saw when he entered the village, grabbed him by the neck and easy heaved him up on his feet.

“Walk. You still got your legs, unlike some of your friends in there.” The grey dragon nodded to the other dining tent. He guided and pushed Xiaolong towards the centre of the town, where he previously saw the large amount of grey dragons, that likely just finished getting themselves off inside of the tents.

The grey dragon pushing Xiaolong nodded to one of the largest dragons in the town centre.“I finally found him boss!”

The “boss” had a scarlet loincloth and colourful painting across his body. He really stood out as the only one sporting any colour. But even without that, his size alone would have made Xiaolong guess that he was the leader.

The boss spoke up with a rough voice. “Oh what a cute specimen. And this one really is thinking he can best us to save his poor village?” He laughed, coughing midway and spitting on the ground in front of Xiaolong. He was truly disgusting.

He continued: “How about you take care of this Vrex? I mean, it is so pathetic that I don’t even want to waste my time on him. I mean there are so many other pleasures to experience here right?”

Finally Xiaolong knew the name of his object of hatred. Vrex.

Vrex then spoke up, almost dazed. “You mean it? You allow me to defend your honour?”

“Of course. I mean, if you were to lose against this one, I think all hope for our clan would be lost anyways. So, do me proud.”

Vrex turned Xiaolong around to face him. “So, let me explain your situation to you colourful little dragon. If you win, we will leave. Be assured, none of the villagers have been killed, even though their blood tastes so delicious. We found other ways to occupy them for now, as you saw over there. So you can all go back to your happy little pathetic lives, while we just move on to the next village of vermin.”

Xiaolong felt a glimmer of hope. While he hated this being with every fibre of his body, he felt sincerity in the deal he proposed.

“And if I lose?” Xiaolong asked.

“Well I am sure you do not intend to. And I highly suggest you don’t.” There it was again. That evil grin, showing his sharp teeth.

“How do we fight? Until death?”

“Of course not, lets not be barbaric here… we use these,” Vrex gestured to one of the dragons standing on the side, who quickly threw two large staffs to Vrex and Xiaolong, “and whoever gets pinned to the ground for more than five seconds, loses.”

Vrex walked several metres away from Xiaolong, getting into a battle-ready pose. The other grey dragons moved away to leave enough space for the two. They kept drinking and laughing, while some moved back into the tent to satisfy themselves in other ways. Xiaolong could feel that there was almost no space left for more hatred and disgust and he knew that this was the moment he needed to make it count. He readied himself. Vrex started to count down from three.

As soon as Vrex yelled “Start!”, he was already upon Xiaolong, striking down heavily from above. Xiaolong barely managed to hold up his stick to block the strike. He was agile and proficient with the bow, however close quarter combat was not something that he would ever use against any of the beasts of the jungle. Because of this, he could already feel that his skills were clearly not on the level of his opponent. So he had to use his agility to his advantage.

With Vrex preparing another slash from above, Xiaolong ducked and jumped between Vrex’ legs. It certainly caught him off guard, and before Vrex managed to turn around, Xiaolong already planted a jab with the staff between Vrex’ shoulder blades, sending him tumbling forward giving off an audible gasp.

Vrex turned back to face Xiaolong, his face full of hatred. “You actually hit me. You really did.” Withing the fraction of a second, that disgusting grin reappeared on his face, only this time he actually started to give off a hearty laugh. Xiaolong saw his chance and dashed towards him.

“Not again.” Vrex laughed.

As Xiaolong tried to dash past him, to get another jab in from behind, Vrex managed to grab his leg. “Now you pay,” Vrex whispered.

With an astonishing ease, Vrex swung Xiaolong through the air, slamming him into the ground like a sack of vegetables. The slam knocked the wind out of Xiaolong, making him lose grasp of his staff.

As he lay there, trying to recover as quickly as possible, Vrex already planted one of his massive paws on Xiaolong’s chest. “You won’t get to move.”

One.

Xiaolong put both of his hands on Vrex’ leg. They did not give way in the slightest, being composed of pure muscle. He tried with all his might to move them, so he could get off the ground.

Two.

“Look at you, worm. You can’t even get up from under the heel of us. You and your whole tribe are simply meant to worship at our feet. And that is exactly what you will be doing for the rest of your pathetic short lives.”

Three.

Finally, Xiaolong could feel the leg trembling, meaning if he could only put in a tiny amount of more strength, he was sure to move it.

Four.

“Give up, and just welcome your new masters with joy. You will never have to worry about hunting, gathering, or procreating ever again. We will do all of that for you. You just have to worship us.”

Xiaolong gave a final push, seeing what would otherwise wait for him in the future, and with a powerful yell, the leg finally moved just enough for Xiaolong to rise his chest from the ground. He saw Vrex grin at him as he opened his eyes.

Then, Vrex simply slammed his paw into Xiaolong’s face, just as he did with Elder Elias. It was over. Xiaolong was still on the ground.

Five.

He wanted to simply be swallowed up by the Earth never to be seen again. He felt embarrassment and a sense of failure come over him. However he did not know that what was to come would be so much worse than anything he could imagine. Vrex pressed down stronger with his paw.

“This is where you belong. Under my strong paws, ready to worship them.”

Vrex picked him up by the leg, Xiaolong still dazed by the kick to his face. Vrex exclaimed to his kinsmen: “Let us celebrate tonight, as we made another village grovel at our heels. This one, I shall share with all of you tonight!”

Xiaolong could hear the grey dragons celebrating and clinking their mugs. They started to approach Vrex who now leaned his face close to Xiaolong’s.

“Let’s be honest, it was never a question if you would win. But I enjoyed seeing you gaining a sliver of hope as I slightly raised my leg.” The disgusting grin gleamed over his face again. “You do know, that in our tradition, you are now mine. My property. My slave. My toy.”

Xiaolong, while still only hanging onto consciousness by a thread, felt his stomach turn. It was not simply death that would be his fate. He was now property of this dragon who defeated him. For the rest of his life.

Vrex, noticing Xiaolong almost fading into unconsciousness, slapped him across his face and continued: “But tonight, you are not yet. Tonight, you are to be shared with everyone.”

Finally Xiaolong realised that the grey dragons did not approach to congratulate Vrex. They approached to claim their toy for the night. “Enjoy…” and with that Vrex dropped Xiaolong on the ground, surrounding by about ten large grey dragons.

Xiaolong wished that his consciousness would have simply faded, however that was a luxury that he did not experience. Very quickly, a dragon in front and at Xiaolong’s back made him rise to his feet. As they circled him and came closer, Xiaolong was overwhelmed by the smell. These dragons have been wandering all day, and fighting for the last hour. They were covered in blood, sweat and mud from around the village. He could smell how thick the air was with their manly musk.

Finally, the dragon in front of him, held the bottom of his maw. “I hope your insides are just as soft as your outsides. You better satisfy me if you don’t want to lose that beauty of yours.” With that he pushed Xiaolong into his loincloth.

It was covered in piss stains and what Xiaolong could only assume, cum stains from his previous entertainment inside the tent.

“Lick it clean you slut.”

Xiaolong’s tongue slid out, filled with fear of what the consequences were. The loincloth almost tasted like it was covered in salt, drenched in all of this dragon’s bodily fluids. He started to lap down and up the cloth.

“This one is so much hornier than all of his tribesmen, I love it!” the dragon exclaimed to the others. Xiaolong could feel how something wet and sticky was starting to move up and down, brushing against his backside.

As the dragon pushed Xiaolong’s face deeper into what lay behind the loincloth, he could feel all kind of paws and claws explore his body. Some were gentle, stroking over his back, other’s harsh and aggressive, pinching his nipples or scratching just deep enough into the skin to have some blood leak out, just to then let their rough tongues run over the wound.

Finally the dragon at the front pushed his loincloth away, revealing a now fully erect smooth penis, covered in slimy precum, with more forming at the tip. “You really drive me wild. Now open up.” Xiaolong refused, not wanting to put that thing into his mouth.

The dragon turned his face to his kinsmen, readying himself at Xiaolong’s backside. “A little help to open this boy up?”

“Sure thing brother.”

And with that, the “thing” was no longer brushing against his backside, but rammed into his asshole in a single motion. Xiaolong gasped, wanting to scream out, but the dragon at his front was only waiting for this moment and slammed his dick into Xiaolong’s maw. Quickly they started their synchronised rocking, the dragon in front leaving more and more of salty precum in Xiaolong’s mouth, while the dick at his backside opened his hole wider and wider, not taking note of Xiaolong’s discomfort.

This continued for many hours, with new dragons arriving as those that finished inside of Xiaolong disappeared to savour another mug. Soon any newcomer to Xiaolong’s backside had no issued to just continue the fucking as he was filled to the brim with cum, squirting out with any thrust made at his backside. After all this time he could no longer hold himself, and the dragons around him had to hold his body.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Xiaolong’s mind long put on standby to try and ignore as much as possible what was happening around him, the dragons dropped him to the ground. It seemed that they were finally heading to sleep.

“You don’t mind do you?” Xiaolong just moved his head enough in the dirt to spot two young grey dragons that clearly had too much to drink. Their loincloths were held high, out of the way of their cocks. Then, without further warning, hot yellow piss started streaming out of their dicks, spraying all over Xiaolong. They laughed. The piss stank of beer and was an almost dark yellow.

“Fuck, this is even hotter than I would have thought. You are so hot for being into this.” The dragon that said this looked at his friend next to him and gave him a deep kiss as both continued to release themselves on Xiaolong.

“Hope you enjoy this last evening of peace. Cause Vrex is gonna destroy you, trust me. You are not his first toy. Vrex always breaks his toys.” With that, their streams subsided and Xiaolong lay in the dirt, rapidly cooling off being wet in the middle of the night. Just as he was about to pass out, another large dragon picked him up and carried him inside of a cage, covering it afterwards with large piece of cloth. There were too many thoughts running through Xiaolong’s head, but rapidly his body gave up and he fell asleep.

Xiaolong awoke suddenly to the screams of females of his village, pleading for mercy. He had an odd feeling and taste in his mouth and felt a puddle of wet under him, and looked down to confirm. His body decided to piss itself after the torture of the previous day. What he also noticed was that his loincloth was removed and replaced by something metallic. It was a chastity cage, as tight as can possibly be. He tried fiddling around with it, but it was impossible to remove without a key or massive force. As more of his consciousness came back, he also finally realised what lead to this odd feeling and horrible taste in his mouth. It was his loincloth, also soaked with his piss and precum that involuntarily formed and soaked it. It was tied securely and with such force, that he could not untie it himself or even remove it from his maw.

Through the cloth, covering his cage, Xiaolong could see shadows moving about. He had trouble breathing due to the thickness of the cloth that was lying on his cage for the entire night, and was relieved for a short moment when it was removed. However, as soon as he saw a familiar face looking down at him, this relieve vanished just as fast. It was Vrex.

“Wake up, toy. It is time to show you your new place.” Vrex swiftly unlocked the cage and pulled Xiaolong out. “I heard you already proven how much of a slut you are yesterday. You are the talk all around the village.” Without any warning, Vrex’s hand grabbed at Xiaolong’s ass and then searched with a finger for his hole. Xiaolong winced as he found the hole, as it was extremely sensitive after last night. “Can’t wait to put load after load into that tight hole.” Vrex grinned as he looked deep into Xiaolong’s red eyes. “Now move.”

Vrex finally untied the loincloth from Xiaolong’s face, but not without first smothering his nose with it. “Take a deep whiff,” Vrex laughed. “These are some of the smells that you will get used to. You won’t even notice them anymore, and you will miss them when they don’t fill your nostrils.” Vrex then packed the loincloth in his bag.

Vrex pushed Xiaolong along the village, never allowing him to move too far away from Vrex. In full daylight, Xiaolong could finally see the extent of their invaders cruelty. Through some open tents, he could see a group of the tribe’s females shackled by their hands, being used by one invader after the other. They however also had plates filled with food in front of them and nice bedding. Vrex could see Xiaolong’s confusion at this.

“They will produce so much offspring believe me. By the time we are done with them, they won’t even remember how many little ones they produced. Such beautiful breeding stock.” Xiaolong once again felt like he could vomit and had trouble swallowing.

Meanwhile, the men of the village almost seemed to be getting away with a more merciful fate. All around the village were cages placed. Each of them containing at least one, sometimes two tribesmen. All of them had similar chastity devices to Xiaolong. Some, he could see were, through chains, forced to sit on a variety of self-pleasuring devices. Some were of normal size, others were almost brutally large. Those that were in cages together sometimes had a single toy inserted in both of their asses, so that if one of them were to move, the other would surely feel it. Xiaolong could also spy some dark discolouration on their hips, but could not make out what it was.

Behind another tent, Xiaolong spotted an empty and open cage. He wondered if perhaps some villagers actually escaped. But right after that thought, it shattered. Just a short distance away from the cage he could see the inhabitant of it, a young tribesman name Jael, Xiaolong remembered his coming-of-age ceremony only a couple of months ago. Xiaolong quickly averted his gaze, as he did not want to continue seeing his friend in the situation he found himself in.

Jael was kneeling on the ground with his face pushed in the dirt by a fat grey dragon. Some of his fingers were inside of Jael’s maw, playing with his tongue, while the body of the grey dragon kept ramming against the much smaller dragon’s body, rocking him forward in the dirt with every thrust. Xiaolong could see that almost all sense was gone from Jael’s face, and he did not even acknowledge Xiaolong. He was simply a toy being used. Again, Xiaolong spotted the black discolouration. From this distance there was no question, it was a brand mark.

All of this seemed to Xiaolong like a display of pure sadism. He searched for some courage, and spoke up as Vrex kept pushing him along.

“Why do you do this?” He did not even look at Vrex.

Vrex stopped him with a large claw on his shoulder. He turned Xiaolong to face him.

“Why? I mean, why wouldn’t we? You are weak, you and your whole tribe. We free you from your useless lives, allowing you to at least be of use to those above you. That should give you joy. Eventually, you will understand and see that my words are so very true. Trust me.”

Xiaolong did not even know how to respond to this. It made no sense to him. Even the animals they hunt, they treat with respect as much as that is possible. Those they don’t hunt, they simply live peacefully alongside.

“You are a sadist. You and all your kinsmen.” Xiaolong whispered under his breath. He could feel that he put some distance between himself and Vrex.

“If you think so, then I will show you how much of a “sadist” I am.”

With that, Vrex sprinted at Xiaolong and kicked his back, sending him forward, face first into the dirt. He quickly rolled on his back.

Before he could get up, Vrex already planted his paw into his face. “Breath in deep.” As the grey dragons were wearing some form of sandals, there was no dirt on the dark paw, however it had a strong smell of sweat and was covered in it.

Xiaolong refused and kept his mouth shut as much as hard as he could. Already, Xiaolong could see out of the corner of his eyes other grey dragons approaching, laughing, some already holding their loincloths aside to jerk themselves off while enjoying the show.

Vrex spoke calmly. “I want to hear you breath in deeply.”

Xiaolong hated the situation he was in, hated the person doing this to him and everyone around. However, his body could not lie, and reacted to what was happening. Precum started dripping out of his cage as he finally gasped for air.

“You will stay like that, until you learn where you belong. Now clean it.” As the grey dragons were wearing some form of sandals, there was no dirt on the dark paw, however it had a strong smell of sweat and was covered in it.

Xiaolong refused and kept his mouth shut as much as hard as he could. Already, Xiaolong could see out of the corner of his eyes other grey dragons approaching, laughing, some already holding their loincloths aside to jerk themselves off while enjoying the show.

Vrex spoke calmly. “I never repeat myself twice.”

He forced his paw into Xiaolong’s maw, in doing so leaving scratches on his lips. He started moving his toes around Xiaolong’s tongue, almost pinching it between them. The salty taste of the sweat immediately filled his mouth.

“You will stay like that, until I feel that my paws are clean. Now what to do with the other one…”

Xiaolong’s body tensed up. He could feel a claw of Vrex’ other paw gently scratching along his ball sack.

“So pathetically small. Can you even produce enough to get a female pregnant with that?” He dug his claw in a little bit deeper, drawing some blood. Xiaolong could feel his cock every so slightly push against the chastity device producing even more precum.

“Oh I understand…” Vrex laughed out loud. “You actually enjoy this! That is so disgusting, I love it.”

Xiaolong was lying there for probably half an hour while Vrex kept scratching at other parts of his body, some places only lightly and then others scratching deep to make sure a scar will stay behind all the while teasing occasionally his cock dripping precum through the chastity device.

“I think that is enough. You earned your first title with that, toy.” Vrex kept Xiaolong pinned with a paw to his chest and produced from a bag he was carrying a little vial filled with black liquid. He opened the cork and dipped one of his claws into it. It seemed to be the same paint that the grey dragons used to draw their tribal markings. But Xiaolong was not about to get such a marking. Instead, Vrex wrote on Xiaolong’s chest, “Paw Slut”.

“There you go, now the other’s at least know how to address you. Now get up and get going.” Vrex finally removed his paw from Xiaolong’s chest.

As they continued through the village, Xiaolong did not dare say a word, for fear of further retribution. And he could not forget the words that they young dragon said last night.

You are not his first toy. Vrex always breaks his toys.

He feared that what he experienced so far was only Vrex toying around with him. After some time, Vrex guided him into a tent. Inside, it looked nothing like what he would have expected to find in a tent of his tribe. Instead of shelves with writings, there were chains and all kinds of devices Xiaolong did not even want to image what they would be used for. On the floor mats were drawings in red paint, large and geometrical. Finally, instead of any plants to bring life into the hut, there were skulls of beings that Xiaolong has never even seen or heard of.

Just from how far away have these invaders come?

“I hope you like it. Cause this will be your new place.” Vrex pointed to a cage in the corner, slightly larger than the one Xiaolong just came from, and with three bowls in the corner.

“Get yourself clean now, I want you to get to know us properly.” Again, Vrex pointed to another corner in the tent. There was a large bucket of water and a cloth.

“Actually. Before you do that, come here.”

Xiaolong considered what his options were. He knew, going to him would be bad, but disobeying would probably be so much worse. For now, he just had to accept his fate, without losing hope for an opportunity to escape soon.

As he stepped closer, Vrex was leaning back on a wooden bench, locking his arms behind his head. Even standing a metre away, Xiaolong could smell the dried in sweat on Vrex’ pits.

“Before you clean yourself, clean me. And do it properly now, otherwise I might just lock your face to them.”

Xiaolong tried to swallow and hold his breath as he approached the pit without giving it a second thought.

“That’s a good toy. See you are learning. You do not want to know what I might have done if you did not obey.”

Xiaolong could feel the heat of his new master’s pit. The smell of his musk was so overpowering, it almost gave him a headache. Slowly he let his tongue out, making contact with Vrex’ skin.

Vrex gave of a moan. “Good boy.”

Xiaolong lapped up the armpit, again, tasting the saltiness of Vrex’s sweat. As he was running his tongue up and down, he could also feel new beads of sweat forming, as the temperature in the tent was quite high.

“The other one now, slut.”

Vrex guided Xiaolong’s head to the other pit, already drenched in sweat. All throughout this process Xiaolong kept his eyes closed, imagining that he did this with one of his tribesmen, which he might actually enjoy at least.

The scales here felt much softer than at the rest of Vrex’ body, so it was a bit easier on Xiaolong’s soft tongue. He ingested so much sweat by now, that he felt almost sick. Thankfully Vrex gently pushed his head away from his pit soon after.

“Now one last thing before you can clean yourself. Take it into your mouth. But don’t you dare suck it yet. That, you need to earn.”

Vrex pushed Xiaolong’s head down. Immediately, a waft of manly musk hit Xiaolong. He could smell the piss, and cum from probably fucking many of his tribesmen the previous day. The loincloth was also covered in wet stains and stank terribly. Xiaolong quickly moved it out of the way, as he would prefer anything that was below to that dirty loincloth.

And below it, he could see a massively thick cock, dripping precum which now was no longer soaked up by the loincloth. It was much lighter in colour than the rest of his body, almost shining white.

“Remember, just the tip. And don’t you dare remove your head, no matter what happens.”

Xiaolong was not sure he could even open his mouth wide enough to take it in, let alone, what he assumed he would have to do one day, take it all in. However, once again, the fear of what might happen otherwise led him to oblige. He opened wide, and fit his mouth just about around Vrex’ tip who moaned loudly. Xiaolong could feel the entire cock tense up, with it’s head swelling even further.

“I cannot wait to destroy that beautiful mouth of yours. And you are gonna love every second of it, I can assure you. But now is not the time for that.”

Vrex bent forward, putting both of his paws to Xiaolong’s maw, holding it strongly in place. Without warning, Xiaolong’s mouth and throat was filled with hot piss. It shot in with such a pressure that some of it shot up his nostrils and started to spurt out.

“Swallow.”

And swallowing he did, almost feeling his belly expand with the amount of piss that seemed to be in Vrex’ bladder. Until eventually, Vrex let go of Xiaolong’s face and let himself fall back into the bench.

“Finally, I waited all morning for this. Hope you are full as that will be all you get to drink from me today.”

Xiaolong held his throat, coughing up some of the piss that didn’t go down yet.

“Now clean yourself, we will head out soon.” With that, Vrex seemed to almost take a nap on the bench. Yet Xiaolong was not certain enough that he would dare an escape attempt. So he took Vrex’ order to heart, and cleaned himself of all the foreign bodily fluids of the last days. Cleaning took him a long time, to try and avoid his wounds from hurting too much.

As Xiaolong turned around, Vrex was already standing up, still with the same dirty loincloth and a satisfied grin on his face.

“One last thing before we go.”

Again, he grabbed the vial of paint. This time, he wrote something on Xiaolong’s leg.

Pit Pig.

“There, two titles already. Now let’s go.”

As they trotted towards the village centre, Xiaolong just saw further misery. More of his male friend’s being used as toys in all kinds of positions, by any number of intruders, while the wailing of the women did not take an end. What worried him the most was that this was only the first day after the invasion.

Finally they arrived at the centre, now transformed. All around the central fire stood the devices that Xiaolong saw inside of the tent the day before. Pillories, shackles fixed on poles, and wooden crosses, held up straight. All of them were empty for now. Waiting around them were about a dozen of the grey dragons, all of them eyeing Xiaolong up. They were waiting for him. And in between them stood the leader of the previous day, with two of Xiaolong’s tribesmen on a metal leash, with tight collars. The two where some of the best and strongest hunters of the tribe, their horns broken off brutally and their bodies now covered in scars and wounds that were still bleeding. They were branded with a much larger symbol covering almost their entire chest. They did not acknowledge Xiaolong, and their eyes said all that needed to be said. They did not sleep all night, and likely experienced even worse abuse than Xiaolong.

The leader spoke up as he sat down, his slaves still standing. “Well show us then, Vrex.”

With that, Vrex kicked Xiaolong gently towards a pillory that was open.

“Put yourself in, toy.”

Slightly hesitant, but too scared to disobey, Xiaolong put his head and hands into the pillory. A smaller grey dragon approached from the side and locked it with a padlock. There was no escape now. Then, Vrex slowly walked behind Xiaolong, and bent over to whisper into his ear.

“Finally, I get to fill you up. I hope you are going to enjoy it, cause this is waiting for you every single night.”

Vrex put his fingers into Xiaolong’s maw.

“You better lick them good if you don’t want this to hurt.”

Already Xiaolong could feel something warm and sticky rub against his backside. He licked the fingers as much as he could leaving plenty of saliva.

Just as fast as Vrex removed his fingers from Xiaolong’s maw, he rammed one of them into his asshole. It still being sensitive from the night before, it did not help much and it still hurt like hell.

Xiaolong was scared as Vrex pulled out his finger, cause he knew what came next and he braced himself already. With one swift motion it happened and Xiaolong screamed out.

Vrex rammed his entire cock into him, not taking any care in the world not to hurt Xiaolong, who could feel his ass already warm up, likely massively wounded by the brutal entrance. And just like that, Vrex started rocking his hips back and forth, slamming Xiaolong’s shoulders against the pillory.

Xiaolong, not certain who spoke it, could hear one of the grey dragons laugh. “Look, he is leaking so much precum. He actually enjoys it! What an embarrassing tribe.” Others joined in to the laughter.

Vrex again leaned forward while increasing the speed rapidly. “I’m sorry, I’m so pent up, but thrust me, these next days I will take my time.” He dug his claws into Xiaolong’s sides, drawing blood, and in one final strong thrust roared up into the sky, pumping his load deep into Xiaolong’s guts. He was not lying, he must have been pent up badly, as he just kept shooting rope after rope of cum inside.

After what felt like an eternity, he let go, his cock slipping out, and with it a mixture of blood and cum. He then turned to face the crowd.

“So, who’s next? Tonight I’m willing to share. But first, let me make clear whom he belongs to.”

Vrex gestured towards a direction Xiaolong could not see.

“Thank you brother. Is it nice and hot?”

Xiaolong, still unable to see, could suddenly smell it. Burning-hot iron. And it came closer.

Vrex spoke loud enough that everyone in the crowd would hear it. “Hope you don’t cum from this, toy.”

Even though Xiaolong knew what was about to happen, it was so much worse than he expected. Onto his right ass-cheek, the branding iron came down, and Vrex made sure to hold it in place much longer than necessary. All throughout, Xiaolong kept screaming and tears were rolling down his face. When Vrex finally removed the iron, he almost collapsed into unconsciousness. The branding iron was thrown into the dirt in front of him and Vrex moved again to his ears.

“Now you are finally truly mine. Forever.” He gave his cheek a slap, knowing that it would hurt. The iron in front of Xiaolong featured a similar design to that which he saw in Vrex’ hut. Geometrical and aggressive looking. Now forever branded onto his ass.

Vrex turned towards the leader. “I know actually who should go next. Make this a true spectacle for the men.”

Xiaolong’s body shuddered because, even though he was barely holding onto consciousness, he saw how large the leader was, and feared what would be between his legs.

“Fantastic idea Vrex!” The leader laughed. “Toys, how about you show your new fellow toy what I taught you?” Chains dropped into the dirt.

The realisation of what the leader just said set in only after a few seconds. It was not him who would abuse of Xiaolong. Surely they would not, Xiaolong thought. But with that thought not even finished, he could feel two maws biting into his back, and one cock being rammed inside. This one being much smaller than the previous one, almost made Xiaolong not feel anything at all. Meanwhile, he could also feel the long tongue of a dragon, lapping up between the cock thrusting in and out, and the asshole, trying to catch any blood and cum that was pushed out.

Xiaolong looked around and wished that he would simply fall unconscious from blood loss. Some of the grey dragons were jerking themselves off. Other’s started approaching Xiaolong’s front, as their cocks hardened. The thought of how long he would be put to display here ran through his head, just before a sweaty cock was rammed down his throat as the crowd cheered and laughed.