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Submit to Me For Heru By Draconicon
"Neighbor, you've been hunting on my slopes for a long time. Perhaps you could take that hunting elsewhere."
Hasresad didn't respond, though that was admittedly expected. The massive dragon seldom spoke anymore, too focused on his more bestial side, on the power of the hunt and the power that came from being the top predator in the range.
He, Reshanmet, didn't feel the same. To him, predations upon the other species was a means of fueling himself, and nothing more. The idea that other dragons would take such pride in it, would push themselves to be so gorged and large as Hasresad had become, verged on disgusting.
But the behavior that his neighbor had taken now, of hunting on Reshanmet's own mountain rather than sticking to his own slopes, was taking it too far. He needed to be taught a lesson.
The blue dragon walked up the slope to his feasting neighbor, shaking his head as he did. Three goats. Not one, or two, which would be sufficient for any other dragon, but three lay dead and bleeding on the ground. One had been stripped to nothing more than a skeleton already, and the other two were well on the way. Reshanmet shook his head as he walked closer and closer, keeping his steps soft and quiet. Best not to alarm his bigger neighbor.
But the red dragon never looked up. Instead, he kept chomping and slurping at the meat, sucking it down his throat at a rapid rate and feeding himself. The sounds were disgusting, and the blue dragon groaned to himself.
"I don't suppose you'll be apologizing for this?"
"Buuuuurp."
"Of course not."
I'm amazed that he even has the power of speech anymore, he thought as he glanced at the brutal red. Hasresad had once been the most powerful of the dragons on the mountain, in physicality at least. He had ranged far and wide, defeated many foes and come back victorious again and again. He'd defeated anyone that had come to him on the mountain, trying to take his territory from him.
And now...now he was a gluttonous slob, though still one that had a great deal of muscle and power behind him. Should he be offended, he could probably take the blue down without much of a thought.
Reshanmet came to a stop about a body length away from the bigger dragon, lowering his hindquarters to the mountain.
"Will I receive anything from you, to make up for the goat that you have taken?"
"Mmmph...Talking...stop. Eating."
Of course he was. He always was.
Well, if you're going to eat all the time, you might as well eat something more useful to the rest of us.
It had been a common complaint through the range. Though Hasresad was a good protector, or at least, had been, the way that he roamed through the areas and hunted through everyone else's territory but his own had become too big a price to bear. The rest of them could handle the defense of the range on their own. Hasresad needed to be taught a lesson.
The blue took another step forward, and his proximity finally got the other dragon to look up at him. The heat in the red dragon's glare would have stopped anything less in its tracks, but Reshanmet took another one, then another.
Soon, he stood only a few feet away, his nose within biting range of the bigger red. He took a deep breath.
"I wish that you didn't make me do this."
It only took a second, a second that Hasresad was too stupid to take advantage of. The blue dragon closed his eyes, and then opened them. His vision was filled with the spirals of magic, spinning and turning and twisting his vision. It gave him a headache almost immediately, but he forced it to continue, glaring the twisting colors into the other dragon's eyes.
The spell was impractical, at best. The use of it on another dragon was almost unheard of; the spiraling colors and everything else took too long to take effect most of the time, and most dragons were able to react before it could settle deep enough to do anything to them. Not to mention that it was hard to focus while using it, the spirals delivering headaches to the caster and making it hard to react to anything else.
Not so with Hasresad. The red dragon stared ahead stupidly, looking right into his eyes. Slowly, the colors started to appear as well, drowning out the white and gold that the big red normally had. Instead, they became a rainbow, a wash of color that seemed to rid him of whatever intelligence that he had left.
Reshanmet leaned forward, craning his neck so that he could look down into the red's eyes. He groaned, feeling his entire body straining with the strain that this spell took.
"You will no longer feed on others' lands...'
"Grrr..."
"No. Longer. Feed. On. Others. Lands."
"No longer...feed..."
"You will...hunt...in different...ways."
"Hunt in...grrrrr..."
"In different...ways..."
"Hunt in...different ways..."
The blue dragon gritted his teeth, feeling his body starting to vibrate from the tension that this spell sent through him. He had to hold himself so still, clenching all of his muscles so that he could maintain eye contact, holding the power focused in his head, but it meant that the longer it went on, the harder it was to control.
"No more fighting."
"No more...fighting."
"Only. Serving."
"Only...serve...serving..."
"Forever."
"Forever."
He couldn't hold it any longer, and let the spell drop. The blue dragon panted heavily as he looked away, shaking his head and using one foreleg to rub at the side of his snout. Damn, but that packed a punch...No wonder the rest of the range were pushing him to be the one to use it. If it hadn't been for the fact that Hasresad was so stupid, he probably would have strained something before it was done.
Nonetheless, he had to make sure that the red was completely taken in. The spell was supposed to make him obedient, listening to all commands...and there was no way that a normal red would submit to a blue.
He turned back, coughing a few times as he cleared his throat.
"Alright...turn around, Hasresad."
The red moved quicker than he expected, and if he hadn't jumped, the sudden sweep of the big guy's tail would have knocked him right off the mountain slope. Reshanmet shook his head.
"Okay...now...lift that tail."
And lo and behold, the tail went up. It was a thick, massive thing, so it didn't raise as high as a white dragon's might, or even another blue's, but up it went. The thick limb went a bit off to the side, displaying the slit that held the other dragon's cock as well as the pucker that looked inviolable. At least, until now.
Reshanmet chuckled as he moved a bit closer, taking his time just in case the spell faltered. He lifted one of his forelegs, running a claw down the underside of the tail all the way to the very base of it. The way that the hole didn't even twitch told him that Hasresad still hadn't had the idea of what his new role would be...but that was easy to test.
"Hasresad...you want to serve now. That means you will serve with everything. You are hungry to serve. Hungry to let other males...use you."
Even the vague language seemed to have an effect, as that big red pucker started to twitch, pulse as the command settled in. If it hadn't been for the fact that the blue was under the tail and could be squished if he took it too fast, he would have roared happily.
Instead, he leaned in closer, taking a couple of sniffs of that great, protruding pucker. It was a powerful smell, filled with a strong musk of a virile male, as well as the softer, raspier musk of another dragon's scales. A bit of sweat, too.
Reshanmet dragged his tongue along the scales, giving it a taste. It was hot, slightly bitter, but hardly a bad taste. He chuckled as he whipped the tip of his forked tongue over the pucker, feeling it twitch more and more under the lashings of his tongue. It even seemed to try and pull on it, puckering against his licks.
"Heh...you change your mind quickly, Hasresad. That's a good thing...you will serve well. You will happily, happily serve."
As much as he detested the bestial behavior of the other dragon, he couldn't deny that this rump was certainly tempting. His cock was already sliding free from its own slit, and he could only imagine how good it would feel sliding in there...
He pulled himself closer, dragging his body up onto the red's back. His cock quickly slipped between those rump cheeks, grinding up against that hot pucker.
"When I slide in, you will cum. I want to hear you cumming again and again, every time that I slide in."
"Cum...every thrust..."
"Good Hasresad."
It wasn't so easy to slide a half-hard cock into a hole that was puckering and tight, but he managed it after a few grinding thrusts. As soon as he bottomed out, he felt the throbbing and twitching and squeezing that meant his partner had gone over the edge. Even without that proof, the sudden burst of dragon musk was as sure a sign of cum as anything else. He grinned, and settled in for a good fuck.
Even as he dug his claws into the other dragon's hips, he heard the sound of wingbeats in the air. He glanced around, and the blue smiled as he saw many other dragons coming from the mountains around them, each one looking either curious or eager. He smiled, and leaned forward, whispering in Hasresad's ears.
"I'm only the first. Tonight, you'll be welcomed into your new role. I hope that your holes are ready for the cocks of every male in the range, because tonight, you will experience all of them."
"All...mmmph...of them..."
He'd pushed Hasresad to a dozen more climaxes by the time that the other dragons had landed, and was well on his way to working up his own. With everyone watching, he had the feeling that it wouldn't take long, but that was fine.
After all, they had Hasresad to themselves for the rest of the red dragon's life.
The End