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"So... this is the place?" Thomas asked himself as looked at the building before him. The sign proclaiming the establishment as *The Raunchy Reptile* didn't exactly leave much to the imagination, but the human was surprised at just how normal it otherwise looked. No loud music. No sketchy individuals out front. No signs other than the name that this place was anything other than a perfectly ordinary business. He hesitated for a moment. What if someone else saw him here? What if something went wrong? What if, maybe, he just enjoyed it too much and lost interest in more normal things?

Thomas took a deep breath. He'd wanted to try something like this for far too long. He'd had fantasies about meeting a dragon for as long as he could remember. When puberty hit, those fantasies took a strange and sexual turn. He had been told such things were impossible. That they were wrong. that he shouldn't even think about them as a good, upstanding human being. Despite that upbringing the thoughts wouldn't go away; they only became stronger as he grew older and his hormones got carried away. Here, those thoughts could be more than just fantasies. Just on the other side of the door, he could actually fulfill those long-unsatisfied desires. He pushed open the door and made his way into the lobby.

The reception area was surprisingly normal, considering the sort of business held behind it. If not for the racy magazines strewn about, it looked strangely like a clinic or dentist's office. A few photos were on the wall, showing off the various staff members in considerably more clothing than Thomas had expected. He had expected more of a dungeon, a shadowy place with heavy, dark tapestries on the walls, lit only by candles and torches. Instead, the place looked almost too normal.

"Can I help you?" A feminine voice shocked Thomas out of his thoughts. When he turned to look, he was shocked again. The receptionist was herself an emerald-scaled dragon. She was an anthro, perhaps just over six feet tall, dressed in a business outfit that revealed just a little too much of her ample cleavage. Thomas was flustered and unsure how to respond, but the dragoness was unfazed. "Let me guess, you're new here?" She asked, trying to calm his ragged nerves. "You *do* know what this place is, right?" Thomas nodded. He knew all too well. There were plenty of images on their website that he'd spent nights jerking off to. "So," she asked, "What can we do for you?"

After a brief hesitation, the human told her everything. Well, almost everything. He told her of some of the desires he'd hoped to fulfill and the dragoness he'd seen on the website. The receptionist raised an eyeridge at that. "Rosalth? Are you sure? She's the biggest herm we have here. She can be pretty overwhelming even for our more experienced clients." He knew. He wanted to get overwhelmed like that. "How long do you want with her? Fifteen minutes? Half an hour?"

"Two hours? Can I do that?" Thomas' request made the receptionist's jaw drop slightly.

"You can, but are you really sure? We've had people who couldn't even walk straight after one hour."

"I'm sure," Thomas replied. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of cash as payment. The receptionist nodded as she carefully counted the funds and put them away.

"Don't forget that the safe word is lavender. If you can't talk, tap on her belly twice. If you do either of those, she'll stop immediately. You'll be behind door number four down that hallway. It'll be unlocked for you. And I don't normally say this, but be careful. Don't bite off more than you can chew." The warning briefly made Thomas reconsider what he was doing, but he steeled himself and made his way down the hallway. He'd dreamed of this far too often to turn back now, even if it was going to leave a mark on him. When he came to the door he pushed down on the handle and pulled the room open. What he saw next made him stop dead in his tracks.

Inside the room was the dragoness he'd dreamed about. Rosalith was the size of a draft horse, nearly eight feet tall at the top of her spiraling horns, covered in ruby scales that glistened in the low light. As she stood, her belly swayed slightly beneath her, the sign of a skilled predator who had eaten well on many nights. The room was well decorated in rich red fabrics against black walls, lit by a series of dim, reddish-white lights across the ceiling. No candles, but otherwise this had been what Thomas imagined this place to be. "Come in and lock the door," Rosalith commanded. Her deep, feminine voice demanded attention and obedience. Thomas gulped and nodded before he took a step inside and pulled the door closed the door behind him. With a soft click, he had just locked himself in a room with a dragon for the next two hours.

Good. You listen. That's a good start. Let's start with introductions, shall we? Call me Mistress, human. You should know better than to address me by name. And what should I call you? Do you have a name? Or shall I just call you human? Pet? Slave? Fucktoy?" As she spoke, her tone dropped into more of a growl and her expression twisted into a widening smile. Thomas gulped and pressed himself back against the door. "Actually, don't bother telling me your name. Whatever I call you, we both know I'm just giving you what you want. And what you want is to be used for *my* pleasure, isn't it? You want to make this big, heavy dragon feel as good as a squirming, defenseless human can make her feel." She stalked over to him and shamelessly nosed at his crotch, discovering the modest bulge within.

"You should take those clothes off and make yourself comfortable. You're in for a long, *long* day." Though Thomas always felt uneasy about getting undressed around other people, even in a locker room, something about the tone in the ruby-scaled dragoness' voice made him weak to the suggestion. He carefully removed his clothing one article at a time until he was clad in nothing but a pair of briefs, but he hesitated before removing the last of his undergarments. "Either you take those off yourself or I'm ripping them off with my teeth. Your choice human." He closed his eyes before hooking his thumbs into his underwear and practically throwing them to ground around his ankles, revealing himself in full.

"So... that's what you've got?" Rosalith mused, letting her hot, dry breath wash over the human's crotch. Thomas was remarkably average for a human, at best. His dick was already rock hard, five and a half inches poking out against the dragoness' warm, glassy-smooth scales. Her tongue flicked out and across that length, causing Thomas to lean forward and shudder. That tongue was thick, slimy, forked, and rough. It dragged across his entire length, coating it in a thin layer of saliva that clung to his smooth flesh. The forked tonguetines lingered upon his glans, making him groan as they scraped just hard enough to be painful, though she didn't press any harder than that. "Now that you're all comfortable, how about I get you properly dressed for the occasion?"

Rosalith rose up to her full height and turned around, presenting her rump to the human. Thomas stared at the raised tail, the glistening wet lips of her vent, and the heavy balls that swung beneath. While he was busy staring, she reached up onto a shelf and pulled down a leather collar with a thick chain attached before she turned to face him again. "Don't move unless you want my claws in your neck," she commanded, resting both of her forepaws heavily on his shoulders. He struggled to support her and trembled slightly, though she had no further comments for him. The leather was carefully wrapped around his neck and the collar snapped closed with a firm push of a paw. The weight of the wrist-thick chain made it difficult for Thomas to stand up straight, but the dragoness seemed to have no trouble handling that mass.

"So, now that you're mine, human, let me show you what a real dick looks like. Crawl under me and get a feel for my sheath and shaft." He had never gotten to play with another man's cock. He still wouldn't, he reminded himself; Rosalith was more than just a guy. She was something to be worshiped. She growled and spat in his face. "My sheath, human. *Now*. Don't keep me waiting." He whimpered as he finally moved, getting on the linoleum flooring and slowly moving forward. Even before he reached her groin, he saw the pointed tip of her shaft peeking out at him. As he moved closer, he could smell her musk, the pure scent of sex, wafting toward him. He moved up to his knees once he was at her tip, with the mass of her belly just weighing on the top of his head. He needed both hands to support her thick, heavy cock. The head was fleshy, almost spongy, and tapered back until reaching its full girth a few inches down. The shape reminded him of a spear, though one that was less pointy at the tip. It was already slimy, coated in the natural lubricants of her sheath. The air was noticeably warm and humid down here. "Kiss it." She said, tugging on the leash to reinforce her command.

Thomas needed little reinforcement at this point, as the pheromone-laden air clouded his mind with lust. He kissed just the tip, taking some of that potent slime into his mouth. He gagged before he was able to swallow the goo. "Aww, am I too much for you?" Rosalith mocked. "Then you're going to have a really hard time sucking me off, aren't you? Go on, I want to feel you try." She kept the leash taut, holding Thomas in place as she bucked her hips forward, bashing her cockhead against his face and smearing more of her fluids across his nose. He shuddered, trying to shake off some of those effects without any success at all. He opened wide as he could and slowly slid her tip into his mouth, groaning from the overpowering flavor that flooded his tastebuds. She was beginning to pre; that thinner fluid helped thin some of her sheath's lube and made it easier for him to swallow. He was slowly pulled forward until her tip was at the back of his throat, filling his mouth completely. Worse for him, she was still getting hard, and her cock continued to throb and swell, stretching his jaws further and further apart. "Watch your teeth, human," she hissed, but he couldn't open his mouth any further. He teared up as he kept trying to suck her off, with a perfect view of the more than twenty inches of garnet-colored dragon dick he wasn't already choking on.

Rosalith held him there for several moments after she was fully hard. She loved feeling humans struggle with her size, as she was better endowed than any human could ever hope to be. Once she released the tension on Thomas's leash, he stayed in place for a few seconds before he realized he could finally come up for air. As he gasped and coughed, the scent of his Dominatrix filled his lungs again, once again turning his thoughts to need. Without giving him a warning, Rosalith relaxed her bladder and began to piss. "Ahh..." she sighed, while the male beneath her was given an unpleasant, hot, salty surprise right in his face. As he started to protest, she adjusted her hips slightly to aim right into his mouth, filling it with the slightly bitter liquid. It wasn't horrible, but had the taste of hot seawater and left his tongue stinging. He sputtered as he forced himself to swallow down that one gulp. He kept his mouth closed as she continued to relieve herself. She kept aim on his face for a while before she stepped forward, using his body to push her cock down to aim at the rest of his front. The hot liquid cascaded down his front, over his cock, and slowly began to pool on the ground beneath. "It's only appropriate that I'm marking my property, don't you agree?" Rosalith teased. When Thomas tried to reply she just stepped back to piss in his mouth again, once again forcing him to gulp down a mouthful of that hot fluid "It's so easy to make you humans fall for that. Works every time." She chuckled coldly as the last few drops of piss fell from her tip. "Go on, thank me for marking you as mine, human."

He groaned at the command. Despite having been used as a living urinal, he was still rock hard, throbbing with desire as the scent of a dragoness' piss slowly soaked into his skin. "Thank y-" he started to say, though he was quickly cut off by having the tip of her cock pressed into his mouth once again. A final jet of piss flooded his mouth, once again gagging him as he tried to swallow it down.

"You learn to drink pretty quick, human. It's like you were born to be a urinal for creatures like me." Rosalith looked down at him and smirked. "And you're still turned on by it. You know your place, don't you? Underneath a bigger, better creature like me." She stepped away from him so Thomas could catch his breath. He was too busy refilling his lungs to notice the next piece of gear the dragoness pulled down from the shelf. "Lie on your stomach, human. In or out of the puddle I left for you; I don't care." He crawled out of that puddle and prostrated himself on the floor, just as commanded. The dragoness pushed his wrists together near the small of his back by carefully grabbing them one at a time, then used a wide piece of velcro to strap them together and bind them in place. "Better, isn't it? Now you can just squirm about like a worm beneath me. Isn't that great, human?"

Now that he was unable to touch himself, Thomas whimpered and thrust against the ground, harder than ever but unable to get himself off. "Aww, poor human. You need help with that?"

"Yes! Dear god yes! Please, Ros- Mistress, please let me get off."

Chuckling, Rosalith positioned herself directly above Thomas again. "But you know what they say, right?" She leaned in closer, pressing the tip of her cock against his ass and her muzzle against his neck. "Ladies first." With those words, she thrust against his backside, though her cock only glanced off that tight ring of his asshole. "You're tight as a virgin, aren't you?" He decided not to let Rosalith know she was right. She repositioned herself, with her cocktip pressed firmly against his body, until she found her target. The steady pressure was enough to slowly allow her cockhead to sink inside. Thomas barely suppressed a scream as his ass was spread open. Rosalith took her time, both to savor the feeling of someone so tight and to allow her human's body a chance to adapt. "Ready for more?" she asked, though Thomas could only respond by vigorously shaking his head. She smiles and waited an extra few seconds before slowly beginning to bear down onto his body again.

The steady tapering of her shaft and the natural lubricants of her sheath made this considerably easier on the inexperienced human. He'd never even tried to take something bigger than his finger in there before. Now, he had a cock thicker than his wrist slowly winding its way into his body and spreading him wide. He could feel the throbbing of her shaft as it pushed deeper into places he never imagined a cock would reach, and she had barely gotten her entire cockhead into his rear. When her cockhetip found his prostate, he yelled out and spurted another wave of pre upon the floor. "Oh? You like that, hmm?" Rather than forcing herself deeper, Rosalith stopped and pulled back slightly, only to thrust in and hammer her tip against his prostate again. Thomas once again yelled out, nodding to her words; he tried to speak but could only moan in pleasure. "You've been a good toy, human, so..." Rosalith's voice trailed off. She placed her right forepaw on his back, holding him to the ground beneath that warm surface. Then she began to slowly thrust, pulling just a few inches back and bucking her hips to plunge back into him once again.

Each time Rosalith thrust into him again, Thomas wasn't sure if he was going to get off or get ripped in half. It felt amazing as he was speared onto her cock again and again, as that heavy, fleshy rod rammed against places he'd never been stimulated before. Each thrust made him tense up from the impact of her tip against his prostate, while his loins ached with the need for release. "Go on, human. Cum. Cum like you've never gotten off before in your entire life." Rosalith encouraged him as she kept thrusting. Her voice was completely smooth and still, while the human beneath her could barely manage guttural, animalistic howls of pleasure as he squirmed about on the floor. He felt like he was seeing stars as the dragoness pounded away at his ass, thoroughly filling him with less than a quarter of her massive dick.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the human, Thomas all but screamed as an orgasm ripped through his body. His entire frame trembled as his cock throbbed and pulsed beneath him, shooting rope after rope of cum against the floor. He felt dizzy as his body put all of its effort into unleashing as much cum as possible. Even once his balls were dry his cock twitched and pulsed, trying to force out a few last drops , before his entire body went limp in a pleasured afterglow. Rosalith slowly pulled out of him; her shaft came free with a soft *pop* as his body slowly relaxed. She used a forepaw to roll Thomas over and let him look up at her cock, before she let loose a single spurt of precum that nearly matched the entire load of cum he'd just painted the ground with.

"My my my... they don't usually cum hands free like that." Rosalith remarked. She watched as Thomas' cock still throbbed despite being spent and as the human tried to catch his breath. "And to think, you still have an hour left with me! You're not even close to done yet." Thomas gulped.