FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Ryth the dragon sat nervously at his desk, typing away on his computer. For years he had been saving and building towards a big plan of his, having taken multiple jobs in the past to get there sooner- having well-off parents didn't hurt either. All of that led to him browsing the dark web through the best VPN he could find, with all of the lights turned off, all the doors locked, and all of the curtains shut, making the computer's screen reflect off of his platinum scales.

He was browsing a certain site known for its sales, which comprised mostly of sex slaves that were trained from birth, and accessories to use on them. He felt dirty, disgusted by everything about it. But he wasn't planning to use the slave for their intended purpose, in fact he had quite the opposite idea. He was going to fix this person, cure their mind from the horrible ideals and conditions they were raised in. He didn't quite know how he was going to do it, much less if he could, but he'd always wanted to do something like this. He couldn't even dream of stopping this sort of thing completely, or that anything of the sort would happen in his lifetime, but if he could fix just one person, it'd make the world a better place.. right?

He looked through a list of the people he could get, his heart sinking further into his chest with each one he saw. He felt horrible, and had to step away for a minute before continuing. He didn't want to get someone particularly stronger or larger than him, in case he lost control of them. There were a few options it seemed like he could handle, though they were much too expensive even with what he saved- the females tended to be more expensive than males, with herms being the priciest. His eyes fell upon a certain bird boy; it was vague, these websites always were, but from what he understood the slave was a rather feminine avian man, who only responded to things like "cocksleeve" or "cumtank", had a chastity cage on most of his life and had been trained to not use the bathroom unless his master allowed him to. There were no details about any sort of amputation or injuries, which was a large plus.

After staring at the screen for several minutes without moving for several minutes, he slowly moved his mouse over the 'purchase' button. Was he really going to do this? So many things could go wrong. He could be arrested, the slave, could be arrested, not to mention all the things that could happen during the transaction alone. He'd have to meet up with someone in a secret location with all of the money in cash, which was obviously risky for too many reasons. He knew it was an awful idea. So he had little clue as to why he clicked the button, and entered an address to meet. A time and date was displayed on his screen, only giving him a few seconds to scribble it down before the page closed. It was two weeks from now, giving him plenty of time to prepare. But there was no going back now.

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Two weeks passed in a blur, Ryth having stayed in his house the first few days. Only after he was sure the police weren't going to barge in through his door (and his friends began showing concern) did he start going outside again. He was on edge the whole time, jumping at every little surprise.

The day finally came, and he was hardly able to sleep the night before. After the short amount of sleep he managed to get, he woke up to a set of instructions from an unknown number. He was to go to the address with the money and make sure he wasn't followed, knock on the right door of the opposite building and give the password. It also said there were several hidden gunners incase he tried anything funny. He wore dark clothing and sunglasses to look less suspicious and causing the exact opposite, but luckily there wouldn't be many people to see.

He was a nervous wreck as he drove for an hour to the meetup point, in a mostly abandoned part of town. The address led to an entirely abandoned storage facility, and the building opposite simply looked like a cement cube, with no windows. He parked nearby, walking up to the door with the money in a bag, knocking on the furthest right of the four doors. A moment of silence passed before a deep, gravelly voice responded. "Code?" After taking a shaky breath, he replied with the odd passcode. "Just browsing for flowers, yellow farmer." It was silent for what felt like an eternity before a large hole in the bottom of the door opened, and the voice urged him to pay up. He did just that, putting the bag on the floor and sliding it in. A moment passed before the door opened slightly into a dark room, and a small cardboard box- about two and a half feet wide, thick, and deep- slid out before the door slammed shut.

This had to be a joke, right? They wouldn't have sent him a sex doll.. well, they might've. He very carefully picked up the heavy box, rushing back to his car. Once he got in he put it on the passenger's seat and stared at it for a long time, putting a hand on it to see if he could feel anything. The only result was his silence, which let him hear a quiet mechanical whirring. Whatever was in there he wasn't going to open it here, and after buckling the box in he sped home.

He pulled into his garage, closing the large door and turning off his car. He carried the box into his bedroom, carefully placing it onto his bed. It was a rather unassuming box, and if he didn't buy it from slave traffickers then he would've guessed it was something like fancy plates or such. He carefully tore the tape off with his claws, opening the box up with shaky hands. On the surface there was only a layer of black rubber likely used for soundproofing, which he carefully tore away as well. Underneath that was what he was waiting for, but the sight still made him turn away and nearly vomit. There was a rather small person inside covered in a full latex bodysuit, including a gas mask connected to a small machine resting on their chest to recycle their oxygen. They seemed to be breathing, and once he put a hand on their chest they jumped a bit but he could feel their heart beating as well. It looked quite uncomfortable, their knees folded to the sides of their chest with their arms behind their back.

He stared for what felt like hours before very slowly lifting them out, putting them down next to the box. It looked like a child. This time he actually ran to the bathroom and threw up. He returned as soon as he could, and got to uncovering the rest of them. Even after he was gone they remained in the same position, their legs and arms folded. He gulped as he carefully tore through part of the rubber with a claw, slowly pulling it off starting from one of their legs. They had soft looking brown feathers underneath. He reached their crotch, revealing a small chastity cage over their cock, and a pair of nicely sized balls. He shook the thoughts out of his head and continued pulling the rubber off. Once he had everything off below the waist he slowly rolled them over, his eyes widening a bit at the sight of a massive plug in their rump and what appeared to be a QR code on one of their asscheeks. He ignored it for now, pulling the rubber off of their arms and back. He nearly choked from what he saw underneath. It looked like they had wings at one point but they were clipped off, leaving two featherless, scarred patches on their back. The website lied about no sorts of injuries, but it was expected they wouldn't be entirely truthful.

The entire time the slave hadn't moved, for in the oxygen recycler there were some chemicals to keep him unconscious, not that Ryth knew. He pulled all of the rubber off and spread the bird's arms and legs out, carefully undoing the mask and sliding it off of him. He watched with slight fear as his breathing stopped for a few moments, but soon began breathing normally. All that was left was the plug and the cage. He was incredibly embarrassed about having to do such a thing, rolling the bird over and lifting his rear into the air, carefully grabbing onto the base of the plug and giving it a few tugs, worrying when it wouldn't come out. He held onto it with both hands, pulling harder and harder until it popped out, and practically flew across the room, leaving behind a widely gaped tailhole. He looked away, glancing towards the plug on the floor.. it was nearly the size of a football, leaving him confused as to how it ever fit inside. He put him on his back again, looking closely at the cage. There was a small lock, but he couldn't find any sort of key.

He spent a few minutes looking, stopping and nearly jumping out of his scales once he heard the bird groaning. "H-hey, you're awake! Are you ok?" He rushed to the bird's side, putting a hand on his shoulder. His head slowly turned towards the dragon, not with a look of pain or fear but absolute lust. "Mm.. new master?" He reached a shaky hand out, grabbing onto Ryth's hand with a surprisingly strong grip for his small size. "This sissy whore is pleased to meet her new owner." 'She' cooed. He took a step back, easily escaping her comparably weak grip. "Don't say that!" He nearly shouted. The bird bowed her head, apparently already recovered from the sedatives as she got onto her hands and knees. "This worthless slut begs for your forgiveness, master. She will not speak again without your permission." She sincerely pleaded. He stared at her dumbfounded. It wasn't even a full minute since the bird woke up and he already felt like he wasn't going to be able to help. "No, you are allowed to talk. Just don't call me that. My name is Ryth. Ryth." He glared at her, trying not to sound too frustrated. She meekly responded. "Thank you for allowing this cumslut to speak in your presence, master Ryth." Well, it was a step forwards.

"Wait here." He commanded as he went into the bathroom. She happily waited with her hands on her knees, a bit confused once he returned with a large white towel. She didn't say anything as he wrapped it over her shoulders, making her feel pleasantly warm after being in the box for hours. "Keep that on and wait here. Don't look through my things, please." He said before walking away, closing the door to his room and going to the kitchen. She only felt utterly confused- the only time she ever heard the word "please" was coming from her own mouth. But she didn't want to disappoint her new master, and waited in the exact same spot for him to return.

About half an hour later the door opened, and he stepped into the room with two steaming plates of food, confused but staying silent since she was in the exact some position from when he left. She perked up a bit, less because of the food and her hunger and more because her owner was back. "Welcome back, master Ryth! What have you brought?" She asked curiously. He handed the plate to her, and though she held it she didn't do anything with it. "It's uh.. not much. I just mashed potatoes with butter and fried some sausages." He sat on the bed next to her, quietly starting to eat while she continued doing nothing. He stopped, looking down at her. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Holding your plate for you, master Ryth." She gave him a big, beaky smile.

After taking a few moments to realize what she meant, he replied. "The food is for you, to eat." She stared at him with a mostly confused, somewhat blank expression, before seemingly realizing what he meant. Of course she was wrong, but still got some of the idea. She hopped off the bed, turned the plate over to spill all the food on the floor, got on her hands and knees and began licking it up. He stared in disbelief as she ate food off of the floor without even using her hands, nearly dropping his own food as she wiggled her ass at him. "I didn't mean.. never mind." He let out a sigh as she looked back at him, licking some food off of her beak before going back to eating.

He quietly finished his food while she rather noisily licked hers up, and despite the initial mess she left the floor cleaner than it was before- he would've stopped her from licking it if he noticed the food was gone. "I'll uh.. be right back." He picked up her plate, dashing out of the room. Seeing her wiggling her plump ass at her had unwillingly made him hard, and he felt it she saw his pants bulging she wouldn't stop until she had a taste of him. He tried to think about something else as he washed off the plates, but once he heard the bird moaning from upstairs he gave up.

He slowly walked up the steps, peeking inside the door and gulping once he saw her bent over on his bed, slowly pushing the massive plug from earlier back into her tailhole, somehow taking it. He began rubbing his bulge, trying to stay quiet as she kept trying to take the huge plug, always getting stuck or having it slip back out once she got halfway. She didn't seem to be trying to fuck herself with it though, trying her best to force the huge plug in. He hated himself for it, but the sight turned him on too much to not free his equine-esque cock from his pants, quickly stroking himself as he watched.

After many tries she finally got it in, with an audible pop and a loud gasp. He shivered at the sight, some precum dripping from his thick cock onto the floor. She sat up, letting out a quiet moan and rubbing the subtle bulge in her stomach. He let out a shaky moan of his own, just a bit too loud. The bird looked towards him with wide eyes, and before he could say anything she practically flew towards him, getting down on her knees and giving his tip a lick. "H-hey, wait!" He grunted, putting a hand on her head. "Your cocksleeve apologizes for not pleasing you sooner, master Ryth..!" She huffed loudly. And with that she forced her way down, taking his comparably huge dick into her mouth and sliding it down her throat, not even gagging as her neck bulged out. He didn't have the strength to stop her, his legs shaking- he wasn't a virgin, but having pleasure of this caliber was new to him. While she somehow managed to take him to the hilt, the bulge of his cock disappearing somewhere down her chest, she reached her hands up to fondle and rub his full balls, precum dripping from her cage in excitement. She started quickly bobbing up and down his length, leaving it coated in saliva with her beak not even touching him, showing off more than enough skill.

"F-fuck, I'm gonna..!" He put both hands on the back of her head, forcing her down to his hilt as he went over the edge. He rarely masturbated on account of the mess he made, which always resulted in an even bigger mess when he did cum. Because of this, the bird was quite shocked when she could feel his urethra bulge out inside her, letting out a quiet squeak of delight as she could feel his hot cum fill her stomach, making her feel more satisfied than any normal meal ever could as her belly swelled outwards. What felt like litres of hot dragon seed filled her up, giving her a pregnant looking belly by the time he was done. "Fuck, I'm so sorry.." He said quietly as she slowly pulled off, dragging her tongue along his length and not leaving a single drop of cum behind. "Thank you for blessing cumdump with your divine seed, master Ryth~" She smiled up at him, rising to her feet on shaky legs and rubbing her stomach. "Y-yeah, right." He blushed, hastily tucking his softening cock back into his pants.

"What would master Ryth have of this slut now?" She asked cheerily, not seeming to have any discomfort with her huge stomach and the plug filling her rear. "Uh.. let's just go to sleep. I'm tired and it's been a long day." He rubbed the back of his head, still trying to process what had happened. "Of course. Thank you for letting dickwarmer sleep with you, master Ryth." Jeez, she really had a whole catalogue of names for herself, he'd have to give her a real name. He brushed the thought aside for now, leading her back to his bed and tossing the now empty box aside. "Don't suck me off or anything in my sleep, alright?" He glared at her, and she gave a quick (but slightly disappointed) nod. He nervously stripped down to his briefs, not wanting to risk being completely naked near the slut quite yet.

He climbed into the bed and crawled under the blankets, holding them up for her. She gave him a confused look. "Do you not want me to sleep by your feet, master Ryth?" She asked, getting a long sigh from the dragon. "Come under the blankets. Sleep in the bed like I am." He gave his tired response. She smiled, eagerly crawling over and sliding under the warm blankets, still completely nude. He didn't say anything, but squirmed slightly as she backed up against him and pressed her butt- mostly the base of the plug- against his groin. He felt a lot of mixed emotions, mildly disgusted with himself for what had happened. He wanted to fix the bird, not use them. But it had felt so good.. he pushed those thoughts down for now, closing his eyes and wrapping an arm around her, hugging her close to her delighted surprise. Worries could wait until tomorrow.