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When Monday rolled around for Shawn he woke up in his bed wondering if what he was feeling was a hangover, exhaustion, or both. Pyre had somehow managed to literally keep the party going the entire weekend, and at the end of it the whole thing was a blur of rubber dragons, booze, sex, and other strange things he couldn't quite place his finger on. He couldn't even remember how he had gotten to bed, though that wouldn't be the first time since he had joined Dragon Heaven that he had done so. As he blearily looked up at his clock that pain from indulging to excess was momentarily forgotten when he looked at the time.

It was nearly an hour after he usually got up to get ready for work, which meant that he had less than fifteen minutes to get himself ready for work and arrive at the bus stop in time to catch his. He began to feel panic set in as he looked down at his clock just to watch it click over to the next minute as though to mock him that time was slipping through his fingers. While he could skip his usual breakfast there was the fact that he needed to get out of his suit, shower, get dressed, and sprint to his bus station in a diminishing amount of time. Just getting out of his suit alone would take... the thought trailed away from him as he looked down at himself, realizing that the answer may have been there the entire time.

Suddenly his stomach turned into a knot as he realized that he would be spending the entire day in his dragon suit among his co-workers, whom could make his life a living nightmare if they really wanted to. On the other hand, he thought to himself, it was perfectly acceptable to wear his suit to work as long as he followed the city statute that he wouldn't do anything lewd while he was in it. He could spend even more time in his suit, and from what Pyre told him all he would have to do is pop into the shower and the rubber would flush out the musk and sweat lingering on his suit with no problems. The real question; however, was if he was really bold enough to do such a thing, or if he would chicken out and potentially have to get a demerit on his record for being late without calling in two hours before.

As the seconds ticked by Shawn screwed up all his determination and decided to go for it, forgoing the breaking of the seam and hopping into the shower. It didn't take him long to get clean, the nature of the rubber plus the special cleaning kit that he had gotten when he bought the suit took him less than five minute to get him freshly cleaned and rid of the reek of sex and alcohol from the previous night's festivities. He felt more confident than ever that he was ready for this, although the second that he got to his front door he stopped dead and looked at the threshold before him. If he did this everyone was going to know; the neighbors, his co-workers... everyone that he normally came in contact with would know that he was a rubber dragon.

But once again as he continued to think about it his confidence began to well up inside him once more. Who cares if someone didn't like what he was, he thought to himself as he opened the door further and took a step out into the open world. He was proud to be a rubber dragon and there was nothing that anyone could do or say that would stop him from being such. Slowly he took one step in front of the other as he left his house and made his way to the bus station, feeling the strange sensation of the sun on his latex-covered skin while he headed towards the local bus stop and waited there.

His first test stared him straight in the face as the others that he usually stood with to wait for the bus did a double take when he walked up and sat down with them. At first he saw one or two look at him with disgust and that pit began to form in his stomach once more, but as he continued to look around the rest of the group's reaction was more towards neutral or even positive. Most of them just gave him another look and either did a little shrug or a hum of interest before going back to their pre-bus ride activities. One or two even had a little smile on their face when they saw him, and one guy in particular gave him a small thumbs up before the bus came to get them. Even with his heart pounding in his chest he realized that this was going to be okay, though as he got on the bus and sat down he knew that the real test still lay before him.

At this point there was no turning back, though, and Shawn knew that he was all in now as he entered the building that housed his company. When he showed his card to the security guard so that he could get in the man just gave him a look and asked for his pin number, which after he gave to confirm his identity, he allowed Shawn to continue on while shaking his head. That seemed to be the only somewhat negative reaction he had, as he went to the elevator he saw that it was about to close only for another woman to open it to allow him to get in.

"Thanks," Shawn said as he pushed the button for his floor.

"I should be the one thanking you," the woman replied with a grin as he turned his head to the side and could see her eyeing him up. "I think seeing you guys walk around in an outfit like this is very sexy. Tell me, do you get hot in those things or is there some way of cooling yourself?"

"I... uh..." Shawn stammered slightly, unprepared for this level of attention or interest. "I guess once I slip inside I kind of forget that it's even on. They say that the suits are made of this new stuff that allows breathability and such to the point where you can keep it on for a long time."

The two continued to talk for a little bit until the elevator dinged and let her off, giving him a wave and wink goodbye before the door shut once more. He couldn't believe that he just had a conversation about his dragon suit with a total stranger, and one that worked in his building nonetheless. It made him wonder how the people on his actual floor were going to react when he came into work. As the elevator stopped and the doors open he had a momentary fear of showing himself off and almost let the doors shut once again before he quickly slid out at the last second.

When he began to walk through the office towards his workstation he could hear a lot of the conversations people were having stop as they turned to look at him. It got to the point that by the time he reached the other side of the room the entire office was in a rare state of dead silence while all eyes were on him. In the back of his mind Shawn thought for sure that he had overstepped his boundaries and mentally berated himself for being so stupid. Why on Earth he thought people in his occupation was going to be okay with him wearing a rubber dragon suit to work he couldn't fathom, all he could do now was sit at his desk and wait for the inevitable call to go to HR or something like that, where if he was lucky they'd just send him home for the day with a broken reputation.

It took nearly fifteen minutes before someone came to his door, knocking on the door and causing Shawn to look up from the hard drive he was attempting to fix. "...is that you, Shawn?" one of his co-workers asked as two more stood behind him, Shawn resisting the urge to sigh as he told him it was. "We figured that was you when you sat down in your chair, but with the dragon thing we weren't sure. I was just wondering... could I touch your suit? Just the arm, nothing inappropriate or anything like that."

Shawn's fear of getting fired was suddenly turned to confusion as those behind him nodded their heads and said they'd like to get a feel of it themselves if they could. He quickly found out that the people at workplace were more fascinated than disgusted, especially since most of them have seen someone in a dragon suit in public and would never think of asking a stranger about it. He found himself spending most of the first part of his day fielding questions and showing himself off, something that caused him to go from fearful and anxious to downright confident as people admired his suit. The only problem he seemed to have is when he did have to get down to work he found himself fumbling more than usual when it came to his latex-covered hands.

When he got to lunch his two friends took one look at him and immediately said that they had to go somewhere for lunch, the three making their way down to the nearest restaurant that they could. The second they sat down the two began to freak out, giving Shawn a high-five and letting out a hoot and holler of approval. "Look at this guy!" Conrad said as he elbowed Mitch. "How long have we had our suits for? This guy has it less than a month and he's already upstaging us by wearing it to work!"

"Gotta say it, I'm impressed," Mitch said as he sipped his water. "This is a huge leap from when you wouldn't even walk the two blocks from the club to the car with Pyre and Tundra."

Shawn felt himself blush then they brought up his past insecurities, though now they felt further in the past than anything else in his life. Yeah he got a disapproving look every once in a while, but on the whole people not only seemed okay with it, but genuinely interested in him. Plus, other than those he knew he remained completely anonymous, just a blue and red latex dragon out and about having lunch with his friends. At this point he couldn't wipe the smile off of his muzzle if he tried while the two asked him every question under the sun about how he was doing in his sudden exhibitionist streak.

"Well I have to say that I for one am very proud of you," Conrad said as they finished up their lunch. "Our little hatchling is all grown up already and flying out into the world on their own. One of these times, though, you have to tell me how you contain yourself while in your suit in public, which is something I would like to know."

"Contain myself?" Shawn asked. "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh come on man," Mitch replied with a grin. "You know that all rubber dragons are total hornballs, which makes it impressive when guys like you are able to go out and about without needing to tug one out every ten minutes thanks to that feel of rubber on rubber. Personally if I could control myself I'd probably wear my own suit, but I don't want to get cited for public indecency and ruin it for everyone else by breaking the rules. So how do you do it?"

"Oh..." Shawn said as he looked down at his empty plate. "I guess... I really didn't think about it until now..."

About an hour later Shawn was sweating as he tried to focus not only on his work, but on keeping down the threat of the erection from his suit. "Damn it, guys..." he said to himself as he took a deep breath to attempt to steady himself unsuccessfully. "Why did you have to remind me about the sexual aspect..."

With the nervousness of the situation abating and the sudden reminder of how good rubber scales feel against one another he felt like he was a lewd ticking time bomb. As much as he wanted to get off somewhere he knew he couldn't, not only would it be a violation of the rules of the club, but it also meant he would have to find someplace private enough to do it. While he knew of a spot or two it wasn't enough to risk his job or his standing in Dragon Heaven... at least until he looked up from his current project and realized that only another ten minutes had passed since he last thought of it. At this rate he was done, if he didn't jerk himself off he was likely going to pop a boner at the most inopportune of times and that would be a violation, as well.

Once he had made sure he could leave his current repair task without breaking it he carefully began to make his way to one of the supply closets. It was an area that mostly contained chemicals used by the night staff, which meant that no one would likely walk in on him, and because it was in the middle of the floor it was rarely locked. When he wrapped a webbed hand around the door he found that it was still open, the dragon-suited male nearly swinging the door off of its hinges as he ducked inside and locked the door behind him. The second he was shrouded in darkness he flicked on the light switch and looked for the most comfortable place he could find, which in the end was a mop bucket he overturned and sat on while fishing his rubber cock out of his slit.

"Ohhhh yeah...." Shawn said with a deep sigh as he began to stroke his member, the feeling of his rubber hand sliding over his ridged member causing him to growl contently. Though he tried to remain as quiet as possible he couldn't help but occasionally grunt and moan as he pleasured himself, his other webbed fingers playing with his holes while his eyes were closed shut. "Yeah Pyre... tie me up just like that..."

He let his dragon-fueled fantasy quickly carry him all the way over the edge, the hand playing with his tailhole quickly reaching up and clamping his latex muzzle shut while his other hand continued to jerk wildly. The rack behind him wobbled slightly as he came hard, the rubber male letting out a muffled groan of pure pleasure as he climaxed. When he saw his own seed start coming out of the suit he quickly angled it towards the mop bucket filling station, letting his jizz splash into the basin while the rest got on him. Once he had finished he felt much better, letting out a deep sigh of sweet release as he used the mop station to quickly wash himself off before using nearby paper towels to dry.

The second that he was finished and his cock retracted back into the rubber slit of his suit he slowly got up and moved to the door. He listened outside to see if anyone might have heard him or was listening, but when he heard nothing he opened the door a crack and looked out to see if anyone was there. When it appeared that the coast was clear he breathed another sigh of relief before he gave himself a few seconds to appear casual as he opened the door. Before he closed it behind him he turned off the light, which plunged the small area into darkness save for the small red light that belonged to the camera hidden in the corner...

About two hours later Shawn still felt refreshed as he began to screw in the tiny screws that kept the hard drive housing in place, finally getting used to his clawed rubber hands enough to be able to do the task. "Mr. Kramer wants to see you in his office," a female voice said suddenly, causing the tiny screw to fly off and fall in the carpet where he likely would never see it again. "Right now."

A pit began to form in the bottom of Shawn's stomach as he slowly stood up and nodded to her. Elijah Kramer was the head of the entire branch of this company, and as such Shawn talked to him maybe four times in his entire career, and never in any official capacity. Did he have a problem with his dragon suit, he wondered as he began to walk forward. As he did so he stopped suddenly when he felt something underneath his foot, and when he slowly pulled it away he bent down and picked up the tiny screw that he had dropped only moments ago. He looked at it for a while before he remembered that he had been summoned and put the screw on his desk before he continued up to the area where his boss's boss was.

When he got to the door he saw the lady that had relayed the message working on something and when he approached her desk she motioned with her head to go right inside. He tried this best to hide swallowing hard as he slowly made his way to the large doors and looked inside where he saw the imposing man sitting at his desk typing something on the computer. "Come on in Shawn," he said, motioning for Shawn to come inside. "And close the door if you could."

The last request felt like a lead weight had just been attached to Shawn's body as he slowly closed the door behind him and then walked to the chair that was opposite the man. "So when I heard there was a dragon in the office I could hardly believe my ears," he began to say as he closed out whatever he was working on and looked directly at Shawn with piercing blue eyes. "But here you are."

"Mr. Kramer, if this is about the suit-" Shawn began to say before the man held up a hand to stop him.

"First of all, call me Elijah," the man behind the desk said as he began to type something else into the computer. "I'm only ten years older than you, Mr. Kramer makes me sound like those old fogies up in the corporate office, though you didn't hear that from me. Secondly this is not about your suit, this is about what you decided to do while in it and on company time..."

Elijah took a finger and pressed it against the back corner of the computer screen to rotate it so that Shawn could see, and when he did it caused the dragon-suited male's eyes to widen. Right there on the screen was a video of him in the storage closet, pleasuring himself with one hand while he was knuckles deep in his own hole with the other as he panted loud enough for the camera to pick up. "Oh..." Shawn gasped as he could feel all the blood in his body rise to his cheeks in sheer embarrassment. "Oh no... no no... oh god..."

"Relax Shawn," Elijah said as he got up from his chair and moved over to a small room that was adjacent to the office, which when he opened the door Shawn saw it led to a private bathroom that Elijah went inside while continuing to talk. "You see the only reason that camera exists in the first place is because I had been getting reports of chemicals being stolen from that storage locker, so I decided to install it myself to see if I could catch the culprit. What I found instead was one of my employees in a dragon suit jerking himself off while fingering himself. It was quite the shocking thing to see when I switched on the live feed, and made me wonder what I was going to do with you for hours..."

"Please Mr... please, Elijah," Shawn corrected himself as he stared at the bathroom door where the decider of his fate was. "I know that I did something very wrong but I promise that I'll never do anything like that again if you give me another chance! I'll do whatever you want, and I won't wear the suit to work again, I promise!"

There was a few seconds of silence, then to Shawn's surprise he heard a low chuckle from inside the bathroom. "Well that would certainly be a shame if you never wore that suit to work again," he heard Elijah say, which caused even more confusion before the door opened again and Shawn's jaw hit the floor in surprise. "Because if you did that then all the plans I just thought about would go to waste."

Standing in the doorway of the bathroom was a muscular male clad head to toe in red and silver scales, the dragon-suited man grinning from ear to ear as he posed his body for the other male. "You're..." Shawn said as Elijah slowly walked back to his desk with his tail swinging softly behind him. "You're a... a dragon..."

"Indeed I am," Elijah replied with a toothy grin as he sat back in his chair and put his clawed feet up on the desk. "Now I will admit I didn't recognize you at first, but after seeing your little performance in the supply closet and seeing those colors of yours now, I knew you were the one who performed for all of us a few weeks ago, a performance I happened to enjoy. Seeing as how much you seem to enjoy being all bound up, I'd like to offer you something that I guarantee you weren't expecting when you walked in here, a promotion."

"A... promotion?" Shawn asked, still unsure if this was actually real or not. "Uh, where would I be working?"

"Directly under me," Elijah said as his grin turned even more devilish. "It'll certainly be a change from your daily routine, and of course you'll still spend most of your time with your old tasks of fixing computers... But your new responsibilities will entail handling my more personal needs, and I can assure you that it's something you likely enjoy already. The only caveat of this offer is that I need an answer right now, and if you leave this office without saying yes then it's gone forever, so what do you say?"

Shawn felt his throat go completely dry as the latex dragon on the other side of the desk watched him intently, his hands folded together with his muzzle resting on top of it while he waited for him to replay. "I guess..." Shawn managed to say before he had to swallow again, his own mind shocked that such words were about to come out of his mouth. "I guess... I'll say yes." The red-scaled dragon reach forward with a hand and shook Shawn's, their latex paws squeaking slightly. "When do I start?"

"I've already cleared the rest of your schedule for today," Elijah said as he cleared away the stuff in the middle of his desk and opened a secret compartment underneath. "You could say that this is an immediate position that needs filling." When Shawn looked down inside the desk he saw what appeared to be a hanging latex sack with two holes in it and a cover on top. With some help from the rubber red dragon he managed to climb on top of the desk to where he could sit on it with his legs hanging over the edge, which was exactly where Elijah wanted him to be before he was told to wait there.

As Shawn sat there he watched as the other dragon rummaged around in a set of drawers, pulling out all the files inside before getting at a bag underneath. He was surprised at the lengths that the man went to hide whatever it was, although when he brought it over to the desk and pulled out the first item he could see why. "First thing's first," he said with a smile as he took the leg binders and slid them up on Shawn's rubber-scaled thighs, tucking his cock and balls away in the special latex around his groin before strapping his calves and thighs together. "Wouldn't want you to get away."

"Wouldn't dream of it," Shawn replied as his eyes widen when Elijah pulled out the second piece and saw it was a rubber straitjacket. "Oh, wow, you are... uh... really prepared for this."

"To be honest I've been wanting a cute dragon toy for a while now," Elijah replied as he helped Shawn slip into the jacket. "You can only imagine how much I thanked my lucky stars when you just walked into my lap like an early Christmas present. Now I fully intend on taking advantage of my good fortune."

Shawn just nodded as he felt his arms get pulled around to his back as the long sleeves wrapped around his body, then were strapped into place. Once the other dragon was done he gave a quick wiggle and knew that he wasn't going anywhere any time soon, especially with his legs bound up as well. He quickly realized that he was completely at the mercy of this other dragon, his boss, and that he was getting completely bound up in the middle of a workday by him. Once Elijah was sure that the straps were tight and that Shawn was still in a comfortable position they slowly worked together to lower him down into the latex sack that hung from the hidden compartment.

The latex sheet pressed against Shawn's already rubber-covered body, the sensations causing him to shudder as he was adjusted to make sure that he was in the proper way. There was a hole with a reinforced collar for him to stick his head in, but before that happened Elijah told him to look up. When he did he saw a draconic rubber hood with a tube gag in it, something that his boss said would keep his muzzle open and ready for use at all times. With his arms bound Shawn could only kneel there as the hood was put on his face and gag inserted in his mouth, leaving only his mouth, nostrils and eyes exposed before he was pushed down and his head put through the rubber hole.

Once he was fully and properly positioned Shawn heard the door of the hidden compartment close, effectively plunging him into darkness as a small whirring noise could be heard. It wasn't long before the latex bag began to tighten around his bound body, acting to further restrain him to such an extent that his knees were lifted off the floor until he hung there. He could also feel something else press underneath his bound tail, another hole in the latex sheet that had something that sealed around his pucker to make sure he could be taken from behind, as well. When the motor ceased to run Shawn was effectively trapped, vac-racked and bound underneath the desk of his boss.

Just as he wondered what was about to happen next another hidden compartment opened, this time it was from the side that faced his boss and all Shawn could see was the red and silver rubber of the other dragon-suited male's legs and crotch. He could hear Elijah talking on the phone and felt a hand grip his muzzle and move him towards the slowly growing erection in front of him. Shawn couldn't believe it, his new boss wanted him to actually suck him off while he was on a phone call? But as the stiff, latex-ridged length began to push its way past the gag and into his mouth, he knew that his boss would get whatever he wanted out of him, after all, he thought as he began to suck, he was his new toy...

The rest of the day went like that, Elijah making sure that no one would come in and disturb him while he played with his new toy at work. Shawn sucked on the other male's cock for what felt like hours, bobbing up and down on his length as he continued to do business. Eventually after his first orgasm he pulled out and Shawn hung there wondering what was about to happen next, until he suddenly felt himself begin to rotate until his backside faced away from his boss. A muffled grunt escaped from the rubber dragon's lips as he felt his tailhole get spread open next, the desk shaking slightly as Elijah thrusted into him.

This continued until Shawn finally heard his boss say that he was leaving for the day, pulling his cock out of the well-used rubber muzzle of the dragon toy beneath his desk. Shawn hung there completely exhausted, his body thrumming with a near-constant euphoria from getting penetrated so much. His entire body squirmed as he felt his own climax just out of reach, and with him completely bound up there was no way to relieve himself except to try and get an orgasm when he was being pounded in his backside. He couldn't wait to get his hands on his cock once he was let out, but as the secret door slid shut Shawn heard the other male start to get dressed.

"I will see you tomorrow, my little dragon toy," Elijah cooed as he patted the top of the desk where Shawn was underneath. "Now I expect that you won't make any trouble while you're down there. If I come back tomorrow morning and you're not exactly where and how I left you then you'll be in for a far worse fate than being fired. Now have a good night!"