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Drace knew he was in trouble as soon as he woke up. Not that it was difficult to figure out - he didn't wake up with his limbs locked up and his body hanging belly-up in midair if he wasn't. Most people would probably have the same reaction, he figured. The Charmeleon shifted his arms and legs a bit, confirming that he was well and truly stuck, as if he really needed the confirmation.

Now all he needed was to figure out what he'd done this time.

He wasn't exactly too worried - it wasn't the first time he'd woken up like this, and there weren't really many potential culprits. The mystery was what was going to happen, and when...and, well, what brought him into this position in the first place. He couldn't think of anything he'd done to incur this kind of punishment, but sometimes it wasn't exactly clear right off the bat...he'd gotten a couple of punishments for things he couldn't even remember doing, and several more for things that hadn't seemed like a big deal at the time. It wasn't that common that he'd done something really obvious to incur this kind of treatment. And when that happened, he usually knew it was coming.

He didn't have to wait too long for something to happen, as the sound of footsteps arose from nearby. The scratching of claws against stone became louder, and Drace lifted his head to look towards the entryway in anticipation. The stony dungeon was rather dark, with only some dim shining stones and his own hanging tail providing light, but he could see well enough to make out the figure of a Sandslash entering through the doorway, with a sinister smile on his face that was powerfully accented by his dark eyes. "Kevile..."

"Good, you're awake...couldn't very well start with you still conked out." Kevile slid the stone door shut with a grating thud, then slowly stepped up to the bound Charmeleon, running his paws along the hanging tail, making Drace shudder a bit. "After all, it's hardly a punishment if you're too asleep to feel it...and it's just not satisfying at all to have you snoring your way through everything."

"Haah...Kevile..." Drace arched his head back at the scratchy tail massage; the Sandslash's paws were like sandpaper even when his sharp claws weren't being used, and his Fire-type body was especially sensitive to every touch he could deliver. "What...what's going on? What...what did I do?"

"Oh, don't give me the innocent act, you know exactly what you did." The paws left his tail, and he heard Kevile stepping around to his head. One of Kevile's claws pressed against Drace's head crest, lifting his head back up to look at him. "Naughty lizard, eating so many of those berries I was saving. Did you think I wouldn't find out?"

Oh, that...now he remembered. "Ah...n-no, I didn't...didn't know that you were saving them...if I had..."

"That's why you ask before opening your big red mouth. You're lucky that I love you so much, and that berries are so easy to find, otherwise I might get really upset."

"S-sorry...I...didn't realize...I thought you'd already found out and didn't care..."

"Mm, no, I most certainly did...however, you didn't fall asleep the first time I tried this. I think you're getting too tolerant of Sleep Powder, I may need to try something else for a while. But first I have to make sure I give you a nice, firm punishment...one that you won't soon forget, Drace."

"A-ah...you...don't think that I forget about any of the others?"

"Heh, if I'm doing it right you won't be. But that just means I have to work extra hard to make each one memorable."

Drace had no doubt that he would try. The Sandslash had been his mate for almost three years now, and he always managed to keep things interesting. He'd known Kevile before that, and had always wondered how a handsome mon like him couldn't keep a relationship...until Kevile had confided in him one night that he had a secret fetish for bondage and punishment play. It had surprised Drace that he hadn't been able to find someone else into it, but apparently it crossed lines of most of the Pokémon in their area...but it didn't cross Drace's lines, and so he'd told Kevile that if he wanted to try it with him, he could.

That was when he'd found out about the more unique aspect of Kevile's fetish: for him, it was only desirable if there was actually a real payback involved. He didn't want to just tie the other down all the time, he didn't really have the passion and intensity needed to make it work unless there was some slight involved. Perhaps that had been the issue, Drace had realized later; it seemed more like abuse than sexual roleplay. But he knew Kevile well, he knew the Sandslash wasn't a nasty person, even if he could act like it, and had no fear that it was going to grow into something more problematic. And after the first time, when Kevile had drugged him, tied him up, and then nailed him hard after awakening, he knew he got a thrill out of it, too.

Others might not understand it fully, but Drace really didn't care, things were good between them. Most nights they made love in a more regular fashion, rutting in their den or under the stars, both of them still in their vigorous sexual primes and capable of going on for quite some time. But there were those times where he did something, intentionally or not, that spurred the darker side of Kevile's lusts...and he always knew where that would end him up. He had no fear of the bondage - he'd helped build the dungeon used for that purpose, after all, and tested all of the equipment. It wasn't often that they used the hanging bonds, though, so Kevile must have had something interesting in mind.

The sound of scraping stone close to his head gave him a good idea of where they were starting. He was a bit too high off the ground to easily be fucked from the floor, but the stone stool was just the right height to line his lover's cock up with his muzzle...and as Kevile stepped on, he could already see the long, thick rod jutting out of his crotch. The two of them were well-matched in size in every respect, but Kevile had the advantage over him anyway - being a Ground-type, they both got off more easily when he was the dominant partner. And as Drace's nose was filled with the musky, earthy scent, he could almost feel the switch flipping in his brain, ramping up his submissive side in preparation for his punishment.

He opened up dutifully as he felt Kevile jab his dick against his muzzle, and in an instant his mouth and throat were occupied. His eyes widened a bit as he adjusted - Kevile certainly wasn't wasting any time, he usually was a bit slower than this when face-fucking Drace. But the Charmeleon had been in this position before, and it only took a couple of thrusts for him to adjust, and start moaning and slurping as the shaft pounded his maw. To call it harsh would be an understatement - not only was the surface of Kevile's dick rough, but it was also studded with sharp barbs that scratched endlessly with each motion in and out. But it was that same harshness that made it so thrilling...he wasn't sure he would enjoy it as much if it was a gentler organ taking him.

"Mrrr, listen to you, naughty lizard, slurping and moaning over me like a little BITCH." Another shiver down Drace's spine; Kevile could be a bit dominant normally but he never used the harsh language unless they were in situations like this. He felt hands grab his crest and pull him in as the Sandslash bucked, making the facefucking harsher and rawer than it often got...Kevile really was going all out this time, it made the Charmeleon's heart race eagerly. He moaned louder, slurped and sucked more over that barbed shaft, let it poke and scratch against his palate and tongue and throat. Precum pulsed into him, which he drank down like he was parched - and the gritty fluid only made him feel a bit drier at that, intensifying his thirst.

Something else was definitely different, though...he was lusty and aroused like every time he was tied up and punished like this, without question...but his slit, while parted eagerly, was producing precisely none of his shaft. At first he wondered if Kevile had done something to temporarily remove his cock - they had discussed that as a potential punishment, and while nothing had been agreed on Drace knew that it was on the table any time, without his say so (and he wasn't planning on complaining) - but, no, this wasn't like that, he could still feel it in there...it was more like it was trapped, unable to evert, and a brief effort to do so yielded an uncomfortable sensation that immediately got him to stop.

"Oh, looks like my little slutlizard figured it out..." Kevile's voice dripping with sinister thrill, as he punctuated his words with a harder thrust into that maw. "Figured a transgression like this deserved a little more punishment than normal...so I made sure you were trapped in there. A little bit of sticky stuff to make sure you can't get out...let's see how you handle it." Drace whimpered a bit, but under the strain was ecstasy - it wasn't comfortable, but it was still intensely arousing, especially because it was something he WASN'T aware of. His boyfriend was so much more savvy than he was when it came to this stuff, and sometimes it was fun being ambushed.

Kevile's thrusts suddenly sped up and shortened, a sure sign that he was close. Drace knew haw to help that along, wrapping his long tongue around it and tightening down, letting the barbs claw against it more. He was throbbing in his slit, so hard yet unable to come out...he probably wasn't going to cum from just giving oral, but he'd be damn close, probably would shoot off the moment his tailhole was pierced. Which would probably only make a mess in his slit...he would need to clean out thoroughly after this. Hopefully Kevile would make him do it with his tongue.

"Ahh! Fuck!" Kevile leaned forward, wrapping an arm around Drace as his climax hit, partly putting his weigh on the Charmeleon as he pumped his gritty cream into the reptile's mouth and throat. Drace fought to contain it all, not wanting even a droplet of his lover's fluids to go to waste, savoring the earthen taste and sandy texture, moaning long and deep as he drank it down. Three years in, but that flavor never got old, and Kevile always produced so much for him...oh, he could FEEL himself throbbing in his slit, this was such a thrill. His arms were getting a bit achey from the weight on them, though...

Fortunately, he wasn't in that state for long, as Kevile lifted himself off of Drace and pulled his cock out. "Looks like you lubed me up nicely, slut...mm, your hot tongue always feels so good on my cock." Drace watched, panting, as Kevile stepped down from the stool and out of his view, dragging the stone stool with him. No mysteries about what was coming next, even if he couldn't hear that scratching move around his side down to his other end. His tailhole was flexing in anticipation, waiting for something to fill it and abuse it, almost begging for it...Drace had half a mind to beg for it anyway, but kept it silent, wanting to help along the illusion of punishment.

Eventually Drace craned his head up, just in time to see Kevile stepping up at his tail end, one hand grabbing his suspended leg and leaning on it a little, making it ache slightly...an ache that was rapidly overwhelmed by the pleasure of a long claw on the Sandslash's other hand pushing into his slit, rubbing against his trapped cock and sensitive slitflesh and making him cry out euphorically. "Heh, we've got some wetness, but not the good stuff still...I think I'm gonna have to fix that. But oh, my, you feel so thick and throbbing in there, it must be such a tight fit. I'll bet you'd love to have that cock feel the fresh air, stand proud and thick in the air..."

"Ah...ngh...I...I..."

"Hmhmhm...well, you're not getting that, so get used to it. Naughty boys get punished." That claw pulled out, and Kevile lifted himself again, shifting to balance his weight on both of Drace's legs rather than just one, providing a bit of relief to the one as he positioned himself for the next part. "But you know that, of course...so let me hear what you know you should say."

Drace didn't need any help remembering. "Punish me, Kevile...I've been bad and I need to be taught a lesson...punish me as hard as you can..."

"Oh, you just wait, you'll see how hard that is." With a sinister snicker, the Snadslash drove his barbed cock into Drace, and immediately the Charmeleon's head flopped back down, eyes rolling and jaw dropping with a shuddering moan as he came, feeling liquid jets of heat gush out from his trapped cock. The tip was pressed against his slit, so there was no geyser emerging from that opening, just an oozing as he filled himself up to the brim and overflowed, some of it drooling off the sides of his body and dripping down onto the table below. It felt so messy, and he loved it.

Before he was even done, though, Kevile was rutting him, slamming in with full force and pulling Drace back into him as he did. His barbed, rough cock flayed the Charmeleon's hot insides, which dried him off quickly and made for a perfectly raw fucking, every motion harsher and more stimulating. Pleasure points inside Drace were being ruthlessly mauled, his prostate getting plenty of mashing and type-sensitive nerve bundles lighting up whenever that abrasive Ground-type dick rasped against their housing. The gritty precum made the friction all the stronger, getting sticky inside the hot housing and amping up the abrasiveness.

It was a heaven Drace had visited many times before and would always come back for more. And somehow it was even better in his predicament, his body being taxed in ways it wasn't normally. His limbs were heavy and weary from holding up his weight, steaming cum was sloshing out of his slit as his body was rocked back and forth, his moans and cries were getting hoarse as they meandered out of his raw throat, and his captive shaft remained stubbornly hard, throbbing in its sticky prison. It was the farthest that Kevile had gone thus far, and the most excited Drace had been over it, a promising prospect for other hinted punishments his boyfriend had suggested.

"Listen to you...I don't think I've ever heard you sound so unrepentantly SLUTTY," Kevile hissed with a particularly hard thrust, getting a higher cry out of the Charmeleon. "Guess being a lusty little instigator is as much in your blood as being a scurrilous deviant is in mine. Hardly seems fair that you ENJOY being punished so much, makes it so HARD for me to make sure you improve your behavior..." He paused momentarily to give a fierce lick across Drace's cum-slicked slit, getting another high quaver from the reptile. "Mm, or maybe I WANT to encourage you to be bad so I can enjoy doing all this to you...heh, who am I kidding, of course that's what I want, putting you in your proper place is too much fun." He resumed thrusting, claws scratching the heated scales a bit as he pumped harder and intentionally got a little less careless, murring as Drace clenched down on his intruding shaft to get those barbs digging into his walls a little more. "Keep singing for me, lizard bitch, I want to hear how much you love this, encourage me to come back and do it again."

And that was what Drace did, crying out louder and longer, as much as his breath could handle it. Of course he wanted to encourage this, this was way too much fun to ever want to give up! He was weakly bucking as his cock throbbed hard, a semblance of trying to get himself off that was of course futile, just as it was meant to be. He was completely dependent on Kevile's wonderful dick to go off again, so he tried to give it as much pleasure as he could, tightening down and twisting half-intentionally, trying to send him over the top. He could feel Kevile throbbing, gushing pre into him, he was close, and so was Drace, and he was almost desperate to take it all into him...

"Fuck!" Kevile yelled loudly as he suddenly pounded in hard following a particularly fierce clamping of that fiery tailhole, shooting off his gritty seed into that needy rear. The force and the rush from that gritty seed flowing and scratching along his walls forced Drace back into that glorious high and left him flooding his slit with more of his seed, which overran much more quickly and made more of a mess on his body. His body squirmed in its bonds, hips rocking gently as he tried to force more out of himself, unable to do so effectively thanks to his current predicament. Oh, to be able to touch himself and milk himself, rather than be at the mercy of what his balls could do on their own...what a thrill it was, though, to be so helpless to amplify his own pleasure, to be so reliant on Kevile for it! All he could hope was that he was giving enough in return, truly making it a fabulous experience for his Sandslash partner.

When Kevile pulled out of him, the last scritching elicited one more breathless moan from the Charmeleon. He felt somewhat empty, it was almost disappointing, even though he was leaking plenty of Sandslash spunk from his pucker...it would have been nice to keep him inside for a while, but that wasn't really feasible from their position. It was probably going to be over soon...

"Well, well...naughty boy seems to have relaxed a bit." Or maybe not...Kevile's voice was devious and dangerous, sending a spike into Drace's heart rate. "Thinks his punishment is over...I think he needs another lesson in who owns him. I've claimed just about everything else worth claiming, but there's still one more thing I can do."

Drace wasn't sure what Kevile was talking about there, it was hard to process because he was so loopy from pleasure...he yelped a bit as a weight came down on his torso. Kevile was climbing up onto him. His limbs protested from their bonds - it was enough to try to hold just him up, but their combined weights were something else! But he was helpless, unable to stop it and reduced to strained groans and whimpers as the Sandslash mounted up on him. What could he need to do this for-

The answer came to him just a fraction of a second before Kevile's cock drilled brutally into his slit, splashing blazing cum forcefully out of it onto both their groins. A loud squeal erupted from the Charmeleon as the one passage that had never been truly claimed was made to surrender to his lover. He'd played with it with his claws, and the Sandslash had also toyed with it using claws and tongue, Kevile had even stuck in partway in a couple times to rapidly bring Drace to full hardness, but he'd never truly FUCKED the reptile's slit. That was no longer the case - this was no gentle play, this was a hard, forceful drilling that was meant to take power, to fuck and cum and claim as his own territory.

And holy SHIT did it feel incredible.

Not Drace knew why Kevile had trapped him rather than trying to empty that space out for his first break-in - his erect cock trapped inside there made the passage SO much tighter, as it was forced to share space rather than simply being open for business. And the rough cock and scraping barbs were rubbed against his own shaft, providing a radically more thorough pleasure overload. In his position on top of Drace, Kevile could really slam in, dive in to the deepest depths, squirt his grainy pre to make everything rawer, and impose on Drace so thoroughly it made his head spin. Or maybe that was the lack of air as his body was forced to endure so much, making it hard for him to draw breath.

"Fucking HELL this is tight!" yelled Kevile sharply, his voice sounding so loud so close to him. "Gah, I can feel your cock throbbing like mad, you must really love this! Ah, so hot, your pre and your cum's almost burning, it's so fucking wild! You're really showing how a proper bitch takes punishment!" Drace could not have hoped to reply with words, his brain was barely hanging in there as it was, cries and wails as loud as he could make them, like they were being driven out of him. He was thrashing involuntarily, there was a real risk of him bucking Kevile off, but the Sandslash just gripped tighter with his claws as he ravaged the Charmeleon for all it was worth.

There was no way Drace was holding himself back here - his third orgasm struck like a bolt of lightning, hard and fast, making him tense down as much as possible on Kevile as he let go of a third round of fiery cum. Most of it squirted out this time, with so little space for it to go with two cocks fighting for position. It wasn't as robust a load, but with that other cock massaging his, he was getting more out of himself...until Kevile slowed up. That throbbing tool seemed primed to go off, Drace mewled needfully, wanting to feel it...

"Cumming again, slut? Trying to flood me out, are you?" That voice sounded sharp, wild, almost angry. "You should know better than that! Now you're gonna see why this slit, like every other hole of yours...BELONGS!" He jerked out and SLAMMED in, harder than ever, getting a loud squeal out of Drace. "TO!" Another yank and slam, another higher scream. "ME!"

One last brutal thrust, and the Charmeleon's slit was conquered as a rush of gritty jizz shot in hard, pulsing into every crevice and scouring that flesh ruthlessly. Drace's vision went white, the pleasure reaching an intensity beyond anything he'd ever endured, and before he knew what was happening he whited out, knowing nothing but rapture until he fell blissfully into unconsciousness.

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When Drace awoke, he was back on the floor. They were still in the dungeon, but he was no longer restrained - though for how much his limbs ached, he might as well have been unable to use them. Kevile was laying next to him, rubbing him a bit. "Hey...how're you feeling?"

"Wow...that was...w-wow..." Drace's voice was shaky, he was taking some big breaths...as wiped out as he felt, he couldn't have been out too long. His slit still felt stretched and soaked, somehow the Sandslash had gotten him out without too much of that draining out.

"Heh...I'm glad you enjoyed it. I was worried I'd gone a bit too far at the end there."

"Ah...that...was wild...unh, but my arms and legs...ooh, I...I think next time...it might be best not to...have me hanging when you do that..."

"Mm, yeah. I guess my eagerness got the better of me. But you handled it like a champ." Kevile gave Drace's cheek a lick. "And now you've gotten a proper slitfucking for the first time. And hopefully not the last."

"GODS, no. That was amazing. And you're...definitely gonna have to...do that slitboy thing to me sometime."

"Oh, don't worry, I will...but it's also fun making your dick cream around me. Speaking of cream...let's see if we can do this thing." The Sandslash rose and moved around to the Charmeleon's lower half, taking hold of his legs and bending him up. Wearily, but with decided effort, Drace tried to fold up to meet him...he wasn't as adept at curling into a ball as Kevile was, but he managed to get close up enough to his slit. His tongue darted out, and he started slurping into the gaping opening, licking cum from himself, a mixture of his and Kevile's, though the latter's was definitely predominant. It wasn't the neatest act, a good bit of it drooled out of him and down onto his scales, but he got enough to feel like he'd done the deed as demanded. Kevile grinned, clearly enjoying the sight. "We'll have to practice that so you can really get in there and gulp it down."

"Yeah...maybe when we haven't just done that." Drace flopped back down, spent. "Help me up?"

"Of course." Kevile let go of Drace's legs and went for his arms, pulling him up and then getting under his arm with one of his own around the Charmeleon, taking weight off of the lizard's unsteady legs as they started walking. "There we go...let's get up and get you a bath in the springs. Get you cleaned up, get some of that energy back...I'll get you a few berries to help you get back into shape."

"That sounds nice...thanks...whoo...that...might be the most drained...I've ever felt..."

"Mm, next time I'll dial it back a bit. I kinda got lost in the thrill of knowing what I was gonna do." Kevile nuzzled Drace's face as they made their way out. "I don't think I tell you often enough how much I love you for putting up with my weird kink. I know it's gotta be rough on you..."

"Heh...don't worry...I love every second of it. And seeing you happy is even better, it's always worth it no matter how draining. I can rest up and get that back anytime."

"Maybe, but still, I appreciate it forever. And you know the deal, if you ever find something kinky you're into, I'll do it for you, no questions asked."

"I know. Thanks, love." Drace halfway suspected that this WAS his kink already...but still, to make sure Kevile knew he was all good with it, agreements like that were easy. Some wobbly legs were definitely a fair price for happiness, and he knew that there'd be a lot more tamer fun in the coming days...with perhaps a few new tricks to enjoy along with it.