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The Seeker, Chapter 32

By William W. Kelso

"You HAVE to let me go, pleeaasseee! I begged, you can't keep me here against my will, it's...it's illegal! It's dragonnapping! Yeah, that's it, dragonnapping!"

"Says who?" Draxa said in an amused hiss.

"I, er, uh, I stammered, crossing my eyes, well, er, somebody does! I belong to someone else, it's theft!" I think.

"NO, like I said, you belong to ME now." The huge dragoness hissed, eyes glowing.

"Who ARE you!?" I wailed, tugging at the chain. I'm immensely strong for my size; all demonkind are; especially drakes, but it didn't budge. Crap!

"Oh sorry, the dragoness said, my name is Draxa. What's your name little dragon?"

"I'm NOT little, I hissed, I'm just short! And my name is Pet!"

"Pet? Draxa said, that's not a name, that's a thing."

"It IS so a name, I replied, it's what my Mistress calls me, and that's good enough for me!" I was NOT going to tell the huge dragoness my Mistress's other name for me, uh-uh, no way.

"Well, Draxa said, it's a stupid name; I'll have to think up another name for you, one more suitable for a fire drake. How about Draconis, or Firefang?"

"NO, I said, wellll, Firefang does sound kind of cool, but NO, my name is PET, so get used to it! So there!" And I crossed my arms and stuck my snout up in the air.

"Tell me, Pet, are you hungry?" Draxa asked.

"NO!" I hissed.

"Very well, I'm going to get a snack, I'm hungry after having been asleep for so long."

"Um, you don't happen to have any urinal cakes, do you?" I asked hopefully. I was kind of hungry, now that I thought about it.

"What, are urinal cakes?" Draxa asked.

"Wow, you really have been down here a long time, I said. I told her all about my favorite treat in the whole world, and that Tidy Bowl was the best."

"Sorry, she said, they sound delicious, but I don't have anything like that. But there are some nice brimstone deposits. I'm going to get some, and you're coming whether you want to or not little dragon. I'm not letting you out of my sight."

She heaved herself out of the lava pool, and I hopped back to the limit of the chain. She was huge! I'd seen some pretty big fire drakes, we never stop growing and keep getting larger, but it slows down considerably after we reach a certain size. But she was at least a quarter as large as the biggest I'd seen, and that had been a male, and male drakes tended to be larger than females. How old was she, anyway? She undid the chain from the staple, and then attached it to a band on one of her front legs. No way was I going anywhere. When she turned I had to follow, it was that or get dragged. I could have dug my claws in, but had a feeling she wouldn't like that. And since she could squish me without much effort I decided to behave myself, 'The Coward's Creed', basic rule #8, look it up.

I had to literally trot to keep up with her. As we walked I looked up at her, and she really was a gorgeous creature. Her dark red scales had a metallic purple sheen in places, little curly-cues of flames dancing across them in a very erotic way. And her scent filled the chamber, the intensity overwhelming. Unable to stop myself I leaned over and licked a rivulet of lava off her hide, and she tasted really nice, very...female. With a somewhat embarrassed start I realized she had turned her head and was looking at me, so sheepishly pretended I had something stuck up my nose. She ruffled her wings and kept on walking, and I swung my head over close to her again, my tongue licking over her searing hide, she smelled and tasted so nice. I decided I didn't care if she knew I was doing it.

Mistress Vulva sat at her huge desk staring at the computer screen, trying to concentrate on getting some business done. But it was a waste of time, and with an angry hiss she sat back and hissed loudly. Where WAS he?? Where was that stupid little malcontent anyway? He'd never run away for this long before, a day or two yes, but never a week! Surely he couldn't still be mad about his nice new harness?? She got up and paced the office, her hooves clopping hollowly in the large room. She looked at the well chewed asbestos blanket in the corner, damn it to HELL, where WAS he!! She tried to contact Pet in her mind for the thousandth's time, but there was nothing! Even if he was ignoring her she should still be able to feel him, see through his eyes if she wanted to. She gave a screech of frustration.

Carl was just coming in the receptionist's room door when he heard the screech, and turned around to leave again, but it was too late. Lisa had seen him, and with a screech of her own, said,

"Freeze, Carl! No way, HISSSS, I'm not going in there alone, you get your scaly butt back in here right NOW!"

"Ach, Carl said, perhaps now is not so good a time? Maybe I should come back later when the Mistress is not, so, um unruhig, yah?"

"Nein! Lisa said, she's been waiting for your report all morning!" Then she added in a softer voice, "Have you found out anything?"

"No, I am most sorry to have to say no, Carl hissed. He was seen last; so far as we can find out, in the lower lava caverns. A fire lizard demoness saw him bathing in one of the lava flows. But since then, nichts, no trace."

"Carl, Lisa said worriedly, what do you think happened? I mean, he's never just disappeared like this before so completely. You know how the Mistress feels about him."

"Yah, I know, I like him also. He is, how do you say, ein feiner Kerl, someone you can count on, und mein Freund. But we must remember, this is Hell, the dangers are many, even for demonkind. But he is a Seeker, most hard to...injure in any way. Plus, we must remember he is quite, er, einfallsreich. Is that the word?"

"I know you're worried too Carl, Hell, we ALL are, even some of the Imps have volunteered to spend their off time searching, and I mean really, they weren't ordered to by the overseers. Even Lord Dracul sent a flight of Hell bats with their trained tracking bats to help out. They can track even through the air in case he's holed up in one of the upper bat caves."

"Yah, the turnout has been impressive, the little lizard has more friends then I think he realizes, Carl said. Even those he has had, um, disagreements with have helped. Emperor Caligula sent a squadron of drakes to scour the mountains around the domain in case he is there. And I just heard from Master Vulkrebs, he is too busy right now to come himself but has given Lydia permission to look for her mate. We will find him, one way or another. We owe him this much, and also our Mistress. Even if it is not good news, we will find out what has happened." Then they both froze as a voice came from the door to the Mistress's office.

"Carl, my office, NOW! HISSSSSSSS!" Vulva said.

Carl licked his fangs nervously, gave Lisa a smile that might have frightened most people who didn't know him; and some that did, and entered the office to face whatever may come. He was prepared to be screamed at, threatened, and berated in the usual way demonkind treated their slaves; that he was used to, so Mistress Vulva's calm voice took him by surprise.

"Have you found out anything, Carl? Anything at all?" Vulva asked.

Carl looked at his Mistress and felt genuine sadness that he had nothing to report of any significance. It was not an emotion he felt very often, but then she was a demoness he truly liked and cared for. He enjoyed being in her employ very much.

"My Mistress, I must report failure, Carl hissed. Other then he was seen last in the lower lava caverns we had found nothing, no trace, no sign. We have search parties out at all times, in all areas, including the desert and mountains outside the domain. But we will not, shall not, give up."

Vulva sat down in her chair and gave a loud hissing sigh. She felt she should be screaming and roaring, running around, beating the crap out of somebody, doing SOMEthing! But she'd also learned over the centuries; that while that was impressive it seldom got much done other then scare the crap out of those best suited to help you. So in this care it wasn't necessary, she knew her slaves were doing their best. One of their own was in trouble; that was all that was necessary for them to know.

"Thank you Carl, Vulva said, just keep searching. If anything, ANYthing, turns up, good OR bad, you let me know anytime, no matter what. You may go now."

Carl gave a short stiff bow, and turned to leave, then stopped. He turned back around, and said "Mistress, we WILL find him, this I swear on my honor." Then he turned again and left.

Vulva didn't say anything, just stared at the computer screen, the stupid screen saver had little dancing Hell bats on it, Pet had downloaded it for her. She thought it was stupid, but he'd liked it so she'd left it. For all that he was a terrible and formidable beast he could be so childlike at times. Sometime she wished she'd never gotten this huge new domain, things had been so simple before, so boring. At least when Pet wasn't running around loose, and she smiled as she remembered some of the fixes he'd gotten them in. The computer suddenly dinged, a red flagged hmail, and with a sigh she opened the link. The screen went black, and she sat up straight, only one demon used a blank black screen.

"Greetings Mistress Vulva", Great Lord Ba'al's deep cultured voice said.

"Greetings Great Lord, Vulva replied, how may I be of service?"

"In this case it is how I may be of service, Great Lord Ba'al said. Tell me; have you any news of your wayward slave?"

Vulva was surprised, but concealed it, she had no doubt the Great Lord could see her just fine. "No Great Lord, I fear not, it is just like he vanished, and even our mind link does not work. I don't know what could have happened. even if he chose not to answer me I would still be able to make contact, but there is nothing."

"I am sending my best tracker to aid in the search, Great Lord Ba'al said, Frax and his Hellhounds are exceptional trackers. They will be arriving shortly; they are coming by great drakes who will also aid in the search. They are at your disposal until further notice."

"I, I don't know what to say, Great Lord!" Vulva said, and she meant it.

"Then say nothing, Great Lord Ba'al said, I do not expect thanks. He is a valuable slave, and I must admit a...fondness for your familiar. He has rendered me good and faithful service, I would be remiss if I did not aid in the search, it is the least I can do for a loyal slave who has proven himself."

"I, I, my thanks anyway Great Lord, Vulva hissed softly. And, Great Lord?"

"Yes?" Ba'al asked.

"My bed feels lonely without you." Vulva said.

"Why Mistress Vulva, I am flattered, Great Lord Ba'al said, and do believe I've just been propositioned! How nice. But know one thing lovely beast, he has not been destroyed, this I would know and my wrath would be terrible."

Vulva watched as the screen flickered and the dancing Hell bats returned. Whatever you had to say about being the Great Lord's slave, she thought, he backs up his own, and has style. No doubt about that.

I followed Draxa into another cavern, and realized it was the vent of an extinct; or dormant, volcano. I'd seen enough of them, extinct AND active, to recognize it. Fire drakes go swimming in the active ones for rest and relaxation. As we crossed I could see a dim red glow coming from some cracks, so dormant, not extinct. I followed her into another smaller cavern, and we pigged out on prime brimstone. I really was hungry after all. Then she took me to a smaller cavern with some lovely pyrite and pyronite deposits and we had desert. Pyronite makes for the best and most powerful fire plumes, and it is fairly rare, so I gobbled it greedily. Then we headed back to the chamber were I'd found her, or she'd found me, take your pick. It was my own damn fault, I just had to stick my head in any hole in the ground I found, maybe 'Snoopy' would be a good name for me. And with my kind of luck sooner or later I was bound to find a giant drake who'd take me prisoner, but at least she was drop dead gorgeous.

When we reached the chamber she attached the chain back to the staple in the rock, and got back in the lava pool, the intense heat shimmering across her scales. I sat and looked at her mesmerized, it was a lovely sight. We just looked at each other for awhile, she blinked first, and then she laid her head down on her crossed arms, and said,

"So little dragon, tell me about yourself. Why are you so small? I mean, you're not a hatchling."

"That's because I'm a Seeker, I said with some pride. We're fire drakes, but much smaller than normal."

"Ahhh, that explains it, I should have guessed! Draxa said, how interesting. So you are sent after truant souls?"

"Er, yeah, I guess, I said, never heard them called that before. Mistress Vulva likes to call them 'wayward', I call them other things."

"Who is Mistress Vulva?" Draxa asked.

I snorted, "You're kidding, right? She's one of the number one sex demoness's in Hell, runs the Breeding Pits."

"Never heard of her", Draxa hissed.

"Where the Hell have you been? I said, she's been around, like 3000 years and longer!"

"I've been right here, Draxa said, has it really been that long?"

"You've been stuck here for 3000 YEARS? HSSSSSS!" I stammered.

"Yes, Draxa said, but I've slept much of the time. I wake up every so often to look around, but nothing ever changes. I didn't think it had been that long though. She gave a sad hiss, I get so lonely."

"I...I'm, er, I mean, that's horrible! I said, appalled. H-how? Why??"

"It was during the last Chaos War, she said, the domain was attacked, and before I could get out to fight the volcano caved in and trapped me and some other drakes, including my life mate. I was the only one who survived, but I guess they thought I'd been destroyed too. Still, I would have thought someone would find this chamber before now."

"The domain has been abandoned for a long time, I said, I explored it and there's no sign anybody has lived there for centuries. Except I did find a fresh trail, but whatever made them doesn't live here. I think they're trying to open a big weird door I found."

Draxa snarled, "That door is NEVER to be opened! That's why this domain is here, to guard it! I can't believe they abandoned the domain!"

"What's behind the door?" I asked curiously.

"No one knows for sure, Draxa said, some said it was a direct portal to the Old Ones dimension, others say it holds a great and fell treasure too dangerous to allow anyone to possess. I was sworn to defend it to the death, as were my fellow Dragon Guards. I just can't believe they have left it unguarded!"

"Maybe it's already been opened?" I said.

"Perhaps, but I doubt it, Draxa said, you need three keys to open it and deactivate the wardings, there is no other way. Just one or two are useless, and they were all scattered and lost long ago, and are not made of anything from this, or the mortal, realms. They say one is in Hell, one in Heaven, and one in the mortal world."

"But enough talk for now, I am tired." Draxa said. She laid her head down, and with a tired hiss closed her eyes. She was quiet for awhile, then said,

"It's nice not to be alone anymore."

I chewed on the chain for awhile, until I chipped a fang, and gave up even thought it would grow back. I was pretty tired too, so curled up with my head tucked under my tail. 'Mistress?' I hopefully called in my mind, but when there was no answer I whimpered a little bit, then fell asleep.

Lisa had flown to the new domain as soon as she'd heard about Pet going missing. She'd left the old domain in Randy's able hands. She had been flying back and forth so much recently it left her feeling disorientated much of the time. Of course it was even worse of the demonkind without wings. She was so glad she was a Hell bat, in Hell wings were a BIG plus. It was dangerous for even non-winged demonkind to travel the roads of Hell, those nasty sand worms were the least of the dangers. For Imps it was even worse. Yes, wings were nice. She flexed hers and folded them again, very nice. As soon as she had gotten here she'd taken over as the Mistress's personal secretary, go-fer, assistant, go-between, whatever the Hell you wanted to call it. She left the search details and coordination to Carl, he was much better at that kind of stuff then she'd ever be. Hearing a scrabble of claws and the rasp of scales she looked up as a large red & black fire dragoness entered the office.

"Lydia!" Lisa squealed, and jumping up from the desk ran and gave the dragoness a big hug, which the dragoness carefully returned. "I'm sorry, Lisa started to say, but..."

"I know, Lydia said, I just got through talking to Carl. He filled me in on what's been going on. I'm going to help the other drakes fly patrols over the surrounding mountains. He...Pet, had mentioned he had a surprise for me, so I think he may have been getting a den ready for when I lay my eggs. If I can find it there might be a clue."

"I didn't know about that, Lisa said, he never said anything. But that's a good idea. Great Lord Ba'al is sending a tracker with some Hellhounds too, they should be a big help. Don't worry Lydia, we'll find him."

Lydia rubbed a barely noticeable bulge in her lower abdomen, and could feel the shape of the two large eggs nestled in her womb. She would have to lay soon, and hoped her mate would be there to keep watch. She puffed out a small tongue of flame, and said,

"He's still alive, I'd know if he'd been dissipated. But something IS wrong; you know he wouldn't stay away from Mistress Vulva for this long, you know how he feels about her."

"And you, Lisa said, he's been miserable without you."

"And I without him, he is my whole life Lisa. But now I need to go and join the search. I'll see you later; and hopefully one of us will have news. Let the Mistress know I've arrived."

"Sure thing Lydia, see you later." Lisa replied. She got off duty herself fairly soon, and planned to spend a couple of hours helping look for Pet, where could that crazy dragon have gotten himself too? She'd join up with a flight of bats.

Vulva was having a lovely dream, Pet had just gotten through giving her the most thorough and wonderful 'massage' she'd even had, and they were nuzzling when all of a sudden Pet had been lifted up into the air, and she saw he was being lifted in a net by hundreds of cherubs. He waved goodbye to her as one of the cherubs put a halo over his head and he disappeared into the clouds, while she screeched and cried, and she couldn't get her wings to work. She suddenly woke up with a deep gasp, and looked around frantically, "Pet! Don't leave me!" she cried, then realized it was a dream. She sensed a presence, and squinting in the dark saw the dim form of a Nytmare standing in the corner. Had it been anyone; or anything else, she would have called for her guards and/or immediately attacked it herself. But the dream demoness was an old 'friend', and was there on 'business'.

"Hello Lady Gnaxa, Vulva hissed, that was a doozy."

The dream demoness had been visiting Vulva off and on for centuries, as even demonkind had nightmares. It was little known fact that the term 'nightmares' came from the demonic 'Nytmare', a type of dream demonkind. The fact they partially resembled horses made it even more appropriate. There were other kinds of dream demonkind, but the Nytmare's were the worst, or best, depending on your point of view.

"Thank you, Lady Gnaxa said in her soft voice, I do my best." She didn't apologize for scaring Vulva like she had in the dream, dream demons never apologize for what they do. It makes them rather unpopular, but Vulva was an old demoness and more tolerant.

As the dream demoness started to fade, Vulva said, "Wait Lady Gnaxa, do you have a minute?"

The dream demoness re-solidified, and said, "Of course, what is it, old friend?"

Over the millennium's Vulva had found that the dream demoness; who had been haunting her dreams since they were both young powerless demonkind thousands of years ago, was a surprisingly good 'therapist' of a kind. Due to her specialty Gnaxa had amazing insight into what made mortals, and demonkind, 'tick'. Vulva had often found herself confiding in the dream demoness, and telling her things she would never tell any other demonkind. Dream demonkind were very discreet, and never revealed the contents of another beings dreams, or anything they were told. It gave them an additional, well, power. You could cry on their shoulder and on one else would ever know.

"Have you ever loved someone? Vulva asked, I mean, really loved them. I'm not talking about just sex."

"Yes, I know what you mean, Gnaxa replied. I love my life mate, and in a lesser degree my children. But yes, I know what you mean. You're talking about the Seeker aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?" Vulva hissed softly.

"Not really, Gnaxa said, but then I've been in his dreams as well. He dreams of you often, but that's all I can say. But not for some time, he no longer has very many nightmares, not since the Beautre sisters were, um, taken care of."

Vulva looked up at the dream demoness, "He has nightmares about me? I, I give him nightmares?"

"No, not really. Gnaxa replied. Look Vulva, I'm not supposed to tell the contents of another's dreams to anyone else, but since we are old friends; and you treat me as something other than just a bad dream, I will make this one exception. His nightmares have you in them, but you do not give him the nightmares, his greatest nightmares are of being taken away from you, of being alone. They terrify him utterly. Do you know why?"

Vulva swallowed, her eyes getting wet, "No, why?" She asked in a quavering voice.

"Because you are what makes him complete, Gnaxa said gently, what he has always wanted and needed more than anything else. You are everything to him. And have you ever wondered why you return that love and need without hesitation?"

"Yes, Vulva said, all the time. I'm a demoness by Dis, I'm not supposed to feel that way! I just can't understand why I feel that way about him, I mean, I have hundreds of other 'pets'. I care for all of them, but he is, well, so special."

"Think Vulva, Gnaxa said, it is true he is a part of you as are all those you've transformed, but WHY is he so special."

"B-because I love him so much, and I know he loves me?" Vulva sobbed.

"YES! Gnaxa said, because he makes you complete as well. I rarely see two souls who love one another so completely and utterly. He would make any sacrifice for you, and though you may not believe me you would do the same for him. You are not life mates in the way he is with Lydia, but you ARE soul mates. I see this rarely, but being what I am I can recognize it. And never have I seen it between a once-mortal and a demoness. Now I must go, I have others dreams to fill with horrors."

"Thank you, old friend." Vulva whispered as the dream demoness faded from sight. Then she hugged a pillow and cried, appalled at herself. Oh Pet, where are you my love?? She thought, come back to me, I need you so very much.

I woke up with a snort, and was disoriented for a few seconds. I shook my head and stretched, pushing out my hind legs to the max with lovely pops of my joints, oh yeah, that's nice! Then I flapped my wings a few times, and then folded them tightly. To my surprise Draxa was gone, for a big lizard she could move silently! Normally I wake up if I hear a tunnel lizard burp, but I HAD been exhausted. I pulled on the chain some more, gnawed on it, chipped another fang, and finally just sat down to wait, after a quick dip in the lava pool. When Draxa came back she looked pretty dejected, and slid into her usual spot in the lava pool.

"Sorry to sneak off and leave you like that, Draxa hissed, but you were really out of it, you're so cute when you sleep, did you know you blow little puffs of flame out of your nostrils when you snore?"

Yeah, I did, that's why My Mistress doesn't let me sleep in the bed much, I set it on fire every now and then. I don't mean too, honest. "Where'd you go?" I asked.

"To look for a way out, but nothing has changed, Draxa sighed. I keep hoping for a landslide, or cave-in, or something! Now my only option is to stay awake or go back to sleep."

"If you let me go, I can get help." I said, really meaning it.

"NO, Draxa said, you're staying with me! You'd probably never come back, or your Mistress wouldn't want to help me! You're MINE now! I'll never let you go!"

I started to argue, tell her My Mistress wouldn't do that, and then paused. On reflection I honestly had to admit that she very well might decide to leave Draxa where she was. I love My Mistress, but she IS a demoness, and I've seen her do some downright evil stuff that disturbed even me. I'VE done some downright evil stuff. Hey, I AM a demon you know.

"I thought so!" Draxa hissed, correctly reading the expression on my hard and frozen countenance. Just because most people, and demonkind, may not be able to read a drakes seemingly immobile features doesn't mean another drake can't.

"Draxa, I said, I really don't think she'd do that."

"HAH! I would!" Draxa snorted.

I believed her. "Look, I said, please let me go! I'm Mistress Vulva's familiar too, we need each other! Even if she won't, I swear I'll come back for you, if I have to dig you out myself! She doesn't even need to know. It might take me awhile, but I'll get you out eventually!"

"That's nice of you, Draxa said, but like I said, you're MINE now, I won't let you go, so stop talking about it! Tell me more about yourself, and what Hell is like now."

"But I have to go, please, I have a..." I started to say.

Draxa gave a horrendous roar, and lunging forward pinned me under one of her huge paws, and grabbed me by the neck and bit, hard. I shrieked as I felt her fangs sink deeply into my neck, and she shook me like a dog shaking a rat and something snapped. Then she let me go, and I lay limp and stunned, my body numb. Lowering her head she said,

"Do not EVER talk about leaving me again!! Draxa hissed in my face, fangs inches from my snout, drooling flaming saliva, I forbid it! If you do, then next time I will NOT be so gentle!" Then she turned with a hiss and left the chamber, the ground shaking from her tread.

I lay still for a long time, breathing heavily, my neck broken, and I couldn't feel my body. It could feel it healing, but it took awhile for injuries like that. My blood was steaming where it dripped to the ground in flaming rivulets. "Misstttrreesss!" I wailed in pain, "Misstreessss!" Why didn't she come?? "MISSTTTRREESSS!"

Vulva suddenly sat upright at her desk, ears twitching, her eyes distant. She gave a low guttural moan.

"Mistress! What is it!?" Lisa asked in concern, they had been talking when Vulva had just suddenly stopped and stared blankly into the distance.

"Hiisssss! Vulva said, it's Pet, he's in pain! I can feel it, he's calling me! I have to go to him, he needs me!" She started to get up, then sat back down. But where WAS he!?! "Lisa, he needs me! I can feel his pain!"

"Mistress, Lisa said, we're doing everything we can to find him. Can you tell where he is??"

"No, Vulva moaned, I can only feel he's suffering, not where he is. I feel it through the part of me in his soul, that link can never be broken. But his mind is still closed to me. DAMN IT!"

"Mistress, Lisa said in a soft voice, Frax and the Hellhounds got here just yesterday, give them some time. The Great Lord says they can track through solid rock. If they can't find him..."

"Nobody can? Vulva finished Lisa's sentence for her, I'll NEVER stop looking no matter how long it takes, Hellhounds or not!"

Draxa calmed down fairly quickly, and was a little ashamed of herself for her violent reaction. When she returned to the chamber the little dragon was still lying where she'd left him, he hadn't moved and as she got near she could hear him breathing raggedly and saw all the blood on his neck and puddled on the floor under it. Oh, she hadn't meant to bite him so hard! She didn't know her own strength! With a hiss of concern she lowered her head and took a closer look. His eyes were open, but didn't seem to see her, and she started licking his wounds, her saliva steaming. She felt angry at herself, she'd had no call to do that.

"M-mistress?" the little dragon whimpered. Draxa didn't answer, but just kept gently licking his wounds until he fell asleep, and she kept doing it for a long time.

I woke up slowly, groggily, and at first didn't remember much. Had there been someone there? "Mistress?" I lifted my head and blearily looked around, I felt like I'd been stomped on, and then scraped off the bottom of a combat boot. Oh yeah, I DID get stomped on. There was no one there, so I dragged myself over to the lava pool and had a nice long dip, and the intense heat felt absolutely wonderful. Just as I was getting out; feeling much better, the ground started shaking a little and Draxa showed up. I gave loud hiss and backed away as far as the chain would let me. If she wanted to chew me up again at least this time there'd be a fight. I snarled to let her know I meant business.

Draxa walked over to the lava pool, waded through, and climbed out the other side. The little dragon, Pet, was crouched in a defensive stance and eyeing her warily, and he hissed and snarled at her, fighting spines rigid. She didn't blame him; she was still ashamed of herself for mauling him so severely. He'd had no chance, even if he'sdhad an opportunity to defend himself it would have been one sided, she was so much larger then he was.

"I'm sorry." Draxa said.

I just hissed louder.

"I didn't mean to hurt you so badly, she said, I didn't know I was so strong, but you made me mad. Just don't talk about leaving again, you're mine now. I won't let you go. I'll take good care of you."

I whipped my tail back and forth, hissed again, and said,

"I don't belong to you! I belong to Mistress Vulva! She'll come looking for me, and when she finds me you won't like it!"

"Maybe, maybe not. Draxa said, if she does find this place I doubt she can do much to me though. I am so old my armor is impervious to magic, and no bladed weapon has ever pierced my defenses. A Great Lord maybe, but a mere demoness, never. I was meant to battle seraphim and other angelic foes."

"Oh, she won't be alone, I snarled, and you have NO idea how she can be when she's pissed off!"

"Well, Draxa said, we shall see. Now, are you hungry? I'm going to the brimstone cavern for a snack."

"NO!" I hissed.

"Very well, suit yourself", Draxa said as she turned and left, the little dragon still hissing at her.

Frax paused as one of his Hellhounds suddenly stopped and snuffled, then he relaxed as it started sniffing back and forth again as they explored the lower lava chambers. It was hot; even for Hell as this was fire demonkind territory, but protective spells had been cast on both himself and his 'children' to protective them from the heat. Though demonkind they were not of the fire kind, so it was necessary. Frax himself was a rather lowly type of demon, a Hell Rat. Basically he looked like a Lizard-Rat-Human hybrid, and his hounds were Hellhounds, of the four legged variety. They looked like Wolf Lizards. He had his four best trackers with him, and so far was frustrated. They had gotten the scent of the missing fire drake easily enough from a ratty old asbestos blanket his owner said was his favorite, and quickly traced his most recent scent trail to the domain's lava caverns as expected. But then hit a dead-end.

The problem was that the trail ended at a lava flow slowly moving into a lava tube, and even with their protective spells it was a no go area., molten lava was strictly 'no way, no how'. He was positive the dragon had entered the lava tube, but there was no way he could follow. So for now had to give up, but it wasn't over yet, his professional pride was at stake. He had built himself up from a lowly scut slave to a renowned tracker, worthy of respect, and had great demonkind as patrons. His allegiance to Great Lord Ba'al was given freely as it was because of the Great Lord he was a 'free agent', his slave brand removed. The Great Lord had a good eye for talent and had provided support over the centuries. So when he called Frax dropped everything and came running, as fast as he could. And he'd be damned; quite possibly literally, if he was going to let his greatest patron down. He scratched one of the Hellhounds ears and it lovingly licked his hand,

"Come my pretties, it is time to report our findings so far." Frax said.

Vulva looked up as a rather scraggly looking Rat Demon shuffled into her presence, but he was respectful enough. He smelled like dogs, of the demonic type."

"Well?" Vulva asked; her tone neutral.

"If it pleases you Mistress Vulva, Frax said, we have tracked the errant dragon as far as we can under the circumstances. It appears he entered an active lava tube, and there is no way we can follow, for obvious reasons. I am sure we can pick up his trail again; I stake my reputation on it, if we can reach the other end of the lava tube."

"Oh, you ARE staking more than just your reputation, Vulva said in a calm voice, if you cannot keep your promise you will not like the consequences. I reward success, but I punish failure. Do you have any suggestions?"

Frax gulped nervously, he had no doubt the imposing demoness meant every word she said. He was very good at what he did, but that would not save him from retribution if he failed. Demonkind were not known for tolerating failure.

"Mistress, Frax said, if you can get my hounds and myself to the other end of that tube I will find your missing dragon, or you may do with me what you wish."

Vulva smiled a grim smile, "Well spoken demon, but trust me, I will take you up on your offer. But for now you have my confidence, your reputation precedes you, you came recommended most highly. You may leave now, but wait in the outer office. Send in my assistant."

Frax bowed and left, and did as he was told, telling the pretty bat demoness her Mistress wanted her.

"You wanted me, Mistress?" Lisa asked?

"Yes, Vulva said, arrange for quarters for Frax and his hounds, and provide them with everything they need. Have Carl round up the best engineers and miners in the domain and have them meet me in the office meeting chamber in two hours. I have a little project for them."

"Yes Mistress" Lisa said, and left to follow her commands.

I finally accepted there was no way I was going to get the damn chain off of me, it was Hellgold, impervious to heat and my fangs didn't even scratch the stuff. And anytime Draxa took me for 'walkies' she always made sure the chain was secured to a band around one of her legs. That didn't mean I had to like it though, so I was one miserable little dragon, and probably pretty rotten company too. My most often spoken words were 'NO', 'GO AWAY', and 'HIISSSS!'. I wasn't so rude normally, but I was not a happy camper. And when it comes to wallowing in self pity I excel. But in spite of my lousy disposition was becoming increasingly, well, needy in a certain area. Because the demoness who created me is a Patroness of Carnal Pleasure; which basically means she's a sex starved nympho, I had acquired a bit of that 'condition'. So I was getting horny, almost painfully so. By my very nature, both psychically and mentally, I need sex, all demonkind do to varying degrees. And it didn't help that the only available female was about ten times my size, and had imprisoned me against my will, not to mention almost bit my head off. It suddenly occurred to me that Draxa had been trapped here; alone, for thousands of years, so what had SHE done for sex? I'd only been here; what, a couple of weeks? And I was getting loopy I was so hard-up. And I'd never really gotten into self pleasuring, not when so many females were readily available. Plus sucking a cock, even my own, just wasn't that appealing. Plus whacking off was not an option, you'd understand if you've see my paws.

She'd been having me fill her in on how things in Hell had changed since she'd been trapped and isolated. I wasn't very cooperative; most of my answers were of the wiseass/rude 'I don't' give a shit' category. I was bound and determined to be as uncooperative and obnoxious as possible, and I can be very dedicated to something when I set my mind to it. She told me about a lot of demonkind I'd never heard of; or wouldn't admit having heard of, and she hadn't heard of a lot of the Lords and Ladies I knew about. She had NO idea who the Marquis de Sade was, or Emperor Caligula, or even Lord Dracul! She thought Great Lord Ba'al might be 'that skinny little three headed guy who used to hang out at the local bars'. I actually giggled; 'hiss-hisss-hissss', at the thought of Great Lord Ba'al hanging around in bars.

She was lying on her side with her head raised talking to me, and damn it her scent was driving me nuts. She still had the chain connected to her leg band, so I was lying pretty close to her, and leaning over I sniffed her side, and without even realizing I was doing it licked her hide, she tasted nice. With a soft hiss I licked her again, and then suddenly realized what I was doing when she stopped talking, and lifting my head I found her staring down at me. Oh crap, I thought.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice a little deeper than usual.

"I'm sorry, I hissed, I, you're so,...you smell nice!" Oh, how lame, I thought!

"Really? You think I smell nice?" She asked, hissing softly, pleased.

"Yes, and taste nice too!" I said. Might as well tell the truth.

"You can lick me some more if you want, it felt good." She said.

You may think getting an invitation from someone to lick them is gross, but demonkind do it all the time. Our sense of taste & smell is incredible; just smelling and licking another demonkind is a very intimate thing, and in itself can be a very enjoyable act even without actual sex, but of course it is often the preliminary as it's arousing as, well, Hell. And I couldn't; didn't want, to refuse. She was an incredibly beautiful dragoness. I started licking her again, hissing in pleasure, her scent and taste enticing and delicious. She gave a soft moaning groan, and leaning over licked my neck. We hissed softly and licked one another for awhile, and her scent changed and became even nicer; more intense and spicy, and I knew she was reacting to my own changing scent as well. With a soft grunt she rolled further over on her side and lifted a hind leg, and I moved down her body with increasingly eager licks, and I was so hard and rampant it almost hurt, my nether tongue flicking in and out of my penis.

I had to hop up on her huge thigh to reach her sex, and the scent coming from the folds of her cloaca were so concentrated it affected me almost like a drug, making me fill almost drunk, or high. Like all reptiles; including demonkind with reptilian traits, her sex was protected by tough folds of hide, belly bands, and/or scales. If a female drake isn't 'in the mood' a male is wasting his time, and even she is he often has to work for the privilege, but it's very enjoyable work. I rubbed my snout along the folds of her cloaca, licking and tasting her, taking deep breathes of her heady pheromones. It had never take me so long to make a female 'bloom' for me, but slowly her cloaca softened and began to respond to my attentions, then her folds parted and her sex was revealed in all its glory, the ultimate object of desire to a male drake, there is nothing else more beautiful to us. And that's what the problem was; her sex was as huge as the rest of her.

As her cloaca opened for me I was confronted with a vagina almost as big as I was, which was pretty intimidating to say the least, it was also wonderful. To something like me it was almost godlike. I was trembling when I lowered my head and ran my tongue over it for the first time. Demonkind come in all shapes and sizes; you would NOT believe the variety unless you'd seen some of the stuff I have, and so do their sexes. But with drakes their sexes, both male and female, are very human like. So she had a fleshy slit with labial lips, and a clitoris the size of a bowling ball. The main difference was internal, most demoness's have several sets of additional labial lips, when they have sex it's like they're being penetrated several times all at once. As for what the male feels, well, oh wow! And I was large for my size; thank you Mistress Vulva, but even I was way too small for the job at hand, she wouldn't even know I was there. There is nothing more demoralizing for a male of ANY kind then to have the female ask 'Is it in yet?', when he's already been humping her for half an hour.

So that was my predicament, I knew I'd certainly have a fantastic sexual experience; I was about to cum just looking at that magnificent draconic sex, but damn it, I want my mates to enjoy themselves just as much as I did. I even thought about using my whole body to fuck her, after all I'd been 'eaten' by a vore demoness's pussy a couple of times (what a rush), but I was really worried that if Draxa's pussy swallowed me I wouldn't be coming out again. A demoness's vaginal muscles are incredibly powerful; and slick, once they got a hold of you, well, you can imagine. But I gave it my best try; I licked and rubbed her lips, gently chewed on her huge clitoris, her sexual fluids literally pouring from her now swollen and ripe sex. I even 'mounted' her, and had several massive orgasms, but I couldn't make her cum no matter how hard I tried! I tried for hours, and literally had tears in my eyes, her need was so intense I could smell it, and I was ashamed of my inability to give her the release she needed. She moaned and hissed, kicking her hind legs aimlessly, grunted and squealed, but didn't cum!

"Ohhh, please, she rumbled, it's been so long! So very long! Make me cum little dragon, don't leave me wanting!" She begged, squealing softly.

Finally I threw my head back and wailed, "I can't! I've tried everything! I'm sorry! I want to make you cum, I really do!" And I was partially traumatized; I'd NEVER failed to satisfy a female before, NEVER! And she had to comfort ME!

"It's OK, she said, licking my muzzle while I wailed. You tried, and I did enjoy it, you gave me much pleasure, thank you for that. I'm just too big."

I grasped her huge chest and licked her neck and muzzle; I looked like a little hatchling next to her, and asked,

"How can you stand it? Being what we are? Not being able to have sex for thousands of years! I'd go insane!"

She gave a sad hiss, "I did for awhile, I think. I was tearing at the walls trying to get out, but this rock is full of helliron and hellgold deposits, I couldn't make a dent. But I did find one way, which I use when my need gets too bad. A kind of dildo, I guess you could call it."

Dildo? I thought. I mean, not many demonkind use them, when all you have to do it grab the nearest Imp or beast, or tap a demoness or demon on the shoulder, who needs one? Sex in Hell is incredibly easy to get, with none of the usual hang-ups about it humans suffer from. So I was curious.

"Dildo? I said, can I see it?"

"Well, she said a little bashfully, it's not here, we'll have to go to it. I guess I do need it though, you really did get me, um, worked up. I haven't been this horny in centuries. Come on, let's go, I'm about to die."

From her scent I knew she really WAS 'worked up', and her sex was so swollen and ripe it was dripping her precum steadily. So I followed her and the heady scent of her pheromones as she led me into the main lava chamber of the old volcano. She walked into a small side chamber and there was a large stalagmite in the middle of the floor. I understood instantly what she meant about having to 'go to it'. It was shaped amazing like a penis, and was polished smooth from use.

"Want to watch?" She hissed, a little shyly.

I just nodded my head so fast it was a blur, uh-huh, uh-huh! Yes please!

She lifted herself up and lowered herself onto the 'dildo' with a groan of pleasure, and my lower jaw dropped as foot after foot slid into to her. If I'd tried to crawl inside of her I knew I'd never have been able to get out again, and spending eternity inside a giant pussy; while intriguing, was not my idea of a long term arrangement. Even that would get old after a century or two. By Dis, I thought, she must have twelve feet inside of her, and was still going! I sat back on my tail and drooled as she rode the stalagmite, bellowing in pleasure, her juices running down it to puddle on the floor. Finally I couldn't stand it, and I crawled underneath her heaving body and started to lick and rub her clitoris and lips and they slid up and down the 'dildo', and she gave a shriek that hurt my ears. I followed her sex up and down the slick stone phallus, licking, rubbing, chewing, nibbling, lapping up her sweet juices, and she moaned and howled, her whole body shuddering, and when she climaxed it was like a shower, and I came too and gave a roar of my own. Hallelujah!, I thought. And we did it four more times before she was spent, and with a final groan of pleasure lifted herself off her stone 'lover'. I was lying on my back spent too, so far gone in sexual euphoria she had to lick me for half an hour to bring me around. For me it was almost a religious experience.

As we walked back to the lava pool; I was staggering and she walked a little funny, she said,

"Thank you little dragon, I can't ever remember having had such incredible sex before, not ever. What you did while I was pleasuring myself, ohhh, it was wonderful."

"My pleasure." I said, and it was too. "Can we do it again sometime?"

"Oh yes, she said, we'll have plenty of time on our hands. Give me a quick dip in the lava pool and an hour or two to rest."

I licked my chops, oh boy! Maybe this won't be so bad after all, at least for awhile!

Vulva leaned over the desk and looked at the assembled demonkind. They were a mix of different types, male and female, and they looked back at her; most with open admiration of her 'charms', but she had no interest in taking up some of those blatant 'invitations'.

"You are here, she said, because you're the best. You're all miners and/or engineers. I either own your asses, or you've been loaned or rented to me by your own Mistress or Master. Good, I have a job for you. I need you to divert a lava flow so we can open a lava tube. Here are the basic problems, this fire lizard has taken a look and will fill you in. I'm leaving now, and will be back in an hour, and I want your best proposals by then. Refreshments will be provided, just tell the serving Imps what you want, but do NOT eat any of them."

Lisa, Krissa, and Taylor followed Vulva back to her office. The large black Carrion Crow was her most recent 'pet', having been transformed very recently. She had grown fond of the huge avian demon, he was very devoted to her and a good lover. He would have to join a 'murder' sooner or later, but since there were no other Carrion Crows or Death Ravens in the domain right now she preferred to keep him with her. When they reached the office she sat down and he worriedly 'preened' her fur; running his beak through her fur, giving little concerned cawing sounds, and rubbed her back between her wings where she always got so tense. Krissa went to get some tea, and Lisa hopped up on the edge of the desk. Vulva was secretly happy they were there to 'comfort' her, though she'd never admit it. Ever since she got Pet she'd started to pay more attention to some of her other slaves, and had come to like their company. Lisa was a changeling as well; once a female human virgin who had been spared the usual fate in the breeding pits, and had quickly proven to be indispensible to Vulva as she knew that damn computer magic so well. To Vulva it was still a mystery. How could something like that work without spells and enchantments, runes and mystic symbols?? Mortals had their own magic, for sure.

Lisa looked at her Mistress with concern. She looked downright peaked, her muzzle and face wrinkled with worry, her eyes gaunt and glowing even more than usual, and she'd lost weight. Thought she'd never admit it Lisa knew she loved Pet, and she also had to admit the little dragon was very...special. She missed him too, just having him around made things less...well, Hell like. His antics and crazy adventures were a source of constant amusement, and he left new friends wherever he went, you just couldn't NOT like him. It was like a power he had. It just wasn't the same without him around.

"They'll do it Mistress, Lisa said, they're the best."

Vulva smiled a weary smile at the pretty little bat demoness, but didn't say anything. When Krissa arrived with the tea they just sat and drank it quietly, the Carrion Crow gently massaging Vulva's shoulders, clacking his beak in worry.

Carl entered the office; and clicking his heels, said, "Mistress, they are ready for you. They have a solution, they are sure."

"Excellent! Vulva said, as she got up. Come with me Carl, the rest of you wait here." As she and Carl walked to the break room, she asked "Do you think they can do it Carl?"

"Oh yah, Mistress, they have motivation. I told them what I would do to them if they couldn't. Their reaction was most, how do you say, um, enthusiastisch? Ich glaube, daß das das Wort ist."

"Carl, Vulva hissed in amusement, your stock is going up!" She would give him a 'personal' reward later for his...creativity.

As Vulva and Carl entered the meeting room; Carl getting some less then 'glad to see you' looks from the assembled demonkind, she went to the head of the table and sat in the only chair. No one else had been using it, they knew better. She kept it very simple.

"Well, I'm waiting?" Vulva hissed, very softly.

A large Bull-lizard demon; on which the legends of Minotaurs were based, got up and said in a deep melodious voice. "Mistress Vulva, here is what we propose." And he proceeded to elaborate, straight and to the point. As Vulva begin to smile everyone breathed easier.

I no longer bugged Draxa about letting me go, it just made her mad. And getting my neck broken once was enough for me. I knew she really hadn't meant to hurt me so bad, it's just she was so big, and powerful. She could do a LOT of damage very easily with no intention. But that didn't mean I gave up looking for a way; or opportunity, to escape. Don't get me wrong, the sex was un-fucking believable; pardon my French, but I missed My Mistress and Lydia more and more every 'day', and all the rest of my friends. I'd never had a lot of friends before I became a demon; which was kind of sad, but it made the ones I had all that much more precious to me despite most being slavering monsters like me. In Hell we aren't hung up on 'good looks' like humans, we don't care what a friend and/or part time mate/lover looks like it. Call it low expectations if you like. Except for some insect and shit demonkind that is, but they pretty much keep to themselves for the most part, much to the relief of the rest of us. Doing it with a giant cockroach was not high of my list of 'things to do it with'. And as for shit demonkind I didn't have the slightest curiosity about how they did it, if they even do. How can something basically made out of crap have sex anyway? Nope, not curious at all.

As she led me around on my leash to show me the 'sights' of her prison I had to admit I was impressed. The place wasn't really that big, but it had some really fantastic stuff. There was a large vein of glowstone crystals in some very rare colors, lots of hellgold and helliron deposits, and other minerals of value. Plus the brimstone was first rate stuff, well aged and crunchy. Sulfur and other mineral impurities gave it a nice range of flavors too. I like the green tinted brimstone best; it's tangy and tickles my nostrils. Plus there was pyrite, pyrorite, feldspar, different kinds of quartz and other crystals, diamonds and other gems, a real smorgasbord for fire demonkind. Except for being a prisoner the place was nice. She let me loose just once to poke around the main magma chamber as there was only one way in, or out. It was a big dome full of seething lava, and I had a blast taking a quick dip. It made my whole body glow with health. The heart of a volcano is the ultimate health spa to a fire drake. It burns out any impurities you might have picked up, and gives you a squeaky clean look. You have to be careful though, it feels so good some fire demonkind just let themselves sink into the heart of the volcano and are never seen again. They don't die, I think they just literally become part of it. So I limited my dips to a few minutes at a time.

"We're ready Mistress!" One of the engineers bellowed. When Vulva nodded he knocked a wedge out from under a huge slab of helliron, and other fire demonkind tore down the final wall leading to the new channel. The huge slab slammed into place, and the lava flow diverted to the new channel without a ripple. The whole chamber echoed to roars, hisses, and bellows of success, Vulva's just as loud as any. The way was clear! They would have to allow the tube to cool for awhile so non-fire demonkind could pass. The engineers and miners had dug the new channel by 'hand', fire salamanders liquefying the stone and others scooping it out to form berms for extra strength. Then it had been lined with helliron and the sluice gate had been put into place. If they chose the flow could be diverted back to its original course. For now it would flow into the chambers main cauldron. It had been a massive effort, and since demonkind didn't use other then basic hand tools was all done by manual labor, which made it even more impressive. All those involved were very pleased with the result, and understandably felt a great sense of accomplishment.

It was all Vulva could do not to run down the now empty lava tube, but she knew they had to wait. It was important that Frax and his Hellhounds be the first through the tube so Pet's scent wouldn't be mixed up with others. They gave the almost white hot rock several days to cool, and then sent in the expedition. Frax and the Hellhounds were wearing special harnesses which would help protect them from the still incredible heat, as well as having additional heat resistant spells cast on them. Carl did too as he insisted on commanding the security detail of well armed fire lizards and salamanders that followed a short distance behind. Vulva had no trouble with that, if it hit the fan Carl would be the best demon for the job. And if Pet had run into something he couldn't handle then it must be something pretty nasty. If he hadn't insisted she would have sent Carl along anyway.

Carl and his security troops followed Frax at a close distance down the lava tube, and even though it was safe for now they kept their power lances at the ready, old habits died hard. Besides, 'safe instead of sorry' was not a saying in Hell; it was a way of life. Let your guard down and something would remind you that's not a good idea, IF you survived that reminder. So it was 'Condition Red, Locked and Loaded' all the time.

Frax slowed as the lava tube came to an end, realizing they were really deep now, the tube had turned and twisted, slanting slowly down for miles. Very cautiously they exited into a large chamber, and the hounds picked up the dragon's scent almost immediately. When they reached what was obviously an abandoned domain they all relaxed to some extent, but remained alert. It was obvious the place had not been lived in for a long time, but the odd wandering creature was not out of the question. The trail the dragon had left was meandering, he'd evidently roamed wherever he felt like when something caught his attention, his trail crossing itself quite often and slowing down their tracking attempts. They passed through stables, workshops, messhalls, offices, and other less identifiable chambers and rooms. When they found the freshly used trail that led to the huge warded doors they became much more cautious again. SOMEthing was down here after all.

Carl approached the great doors carefully; he could see and smell the power they radiated, and motioned for everyone else to stay back, and didn't get too close himself. He didn't recognize many of the glyphs and sigils of power on the door, and the strange lock had three shallow indentations in it. One round, one triangular, and one square. For keys of some kind, he guessed. Well, they'd leave it alone for now; this would require demonkind much more knowledgeable and powerful then a security officer or a tracker. They were glad to leave; the door gave off a really bad feeling.

Sometime later the Hellhounds started getting very excited, and Frax said,

"We're close; this trail is the freshest yet. From the looks of it he went into that small crevasse for some reason. I can smell lava and brimstone."

Carl decided to take a look alone, sometimes a single scout was better than a small army, no matter how well armed. He told the others to take a break, posted guards, and slipped into the crevasse. After a ways it opened up into a large chamber with a pool of lava in the center providing plenty of light, and his sharp eyes soon spotted the object of his search. It was Pet, the dragon was lying on top of a large slab of rock, seemingly asleep. He looked around carefully, and though he could smell another drake; a female, he couldn't see her. So, time for a little sneaking about, commando style, he thought. Since the chamber was not that hot he slipped out of his harness, and 'nude', made his way through a jumble of small boulders and debris to where Pet was. His natural coloring and both his human and reptile instincts and abilities made him virtually impossible to see, even close up he blended in so well. Moving mostly on his stomach, not hard for a lizard, he slowly worked his way closer.

Carl reached the large slab of rock Pet was sleeping on after about an hour of careful 'sneaking'. At first he had been confused, what was Pet doing here? Didn't he know his friends, and Mistress, would be worried? But when he saw the hellgold chain that question was answered, someone; or something, had chained up his little friend. He didn't like that, not at all. He rose up and carefully surveyed the chamber, and could see some other entrances, but no sigh, or sound, of anything. So, coast was clear, time for some fun. He got up and moved around in front of the sleeping dragon, sat down in front of him, and said,

"Deshalb, meine kleine Eidechse, wir treffen uns wieder, ja? You have been a bad little lizard, playing hooky, your Mistress is most upset."

I had just returned from another 'spectator sports' sexual session with Draxa and, exhausted, was having a nice dream. She had chained me up then gone to get a bite to eat while I stayed behind. When the soft voice suddenly hissed in my ear it caught me totally by surprise, and I reared up and started to roar, but the chain brought me up short and I bit my tongue.

"RAA-OWOOOOO!" I screeched, grabbing my tongue in my paws. "OWOO!" Then whimpering, I looked down and saw Carl grinning up at me, forked tongue licking over his fangs.

"DAMN ID KURL, DON DU DAT!" I whimpered, holding my poor tongue. "U SKERED DUH ELL UT UF ME! Whiiiinnneee!"

"Yah, so I noticed, Carl said, and I am glad to see you too. So, what's with the chain?"

"Keep it down, she might hear! I hissed, and what are you doing here anyway? Is the Mistress here too?" I asked, looking around hopefully, flaring my nostrils to try and catch her scent.

"Looking for you obviously, you really are more trouble then you're worth, you know. The Mistress has the whole domain out looking for you under rocks."

"Gee thanks, I said, and yeah, she tells me that a lot. Really, the whole domain?"

"Oh yah, even the Great Lord sent help, Carl said. Who might hear us?"

"Draxa, a really BIG dragoness with a really short temper. I don't think she'd like if she found you here. She won't let me go, she's lonely, been stuck here forever. Says I belong to her now."

"Oh Yah? Well, I think Mistress Vulva might differ on that point." Hmm, said Carl as he examined the hellgold chain, "I can't do anything with this, guess I'd better go back and find someone who can. You are in what my British friends like to call 'a bit of a sticky wicket', nicht wahr?"

"What the Hell does that even MEAN, Carl?" I hissed.

"Ach, I haf no idea, Carl said, but I haf always liked it, it is truly amazing how the people who invented the English language can mutilate it, is it not? But not to worry, I soon will come back, with friends.""

"Carl, I said, tell My Mistress, Lydia, and the rest I really miss them. I missed you too."

"Oh, they know that already, Carl said, why do you think they're all out looking for you? I must say, it is awe inspiring how you get in such fixes."

"Tell me about it, I hissed, I guess I just have a talent for it." Suddenly I felt a slight tremor in the ground. "Carl, beat it, she's coming!"

Carl turned and scampered across the rocks as fast as he could move, which was pretty fast, figuring speed was the best option now, and just as his tail slipped out of sight in the crevasse Draxa entered the chamber.

As soon as I saw Draxa I went to the edge of the lava pool to meet her, I didn't want her to smell Carl. His scent was very faint, but she was a drake. I nuzzled her snout, and said,

"Gee Draxa, I really am hungry after all, can we go to the brimstone cavern? I know you've just been there, but I'm starving. Then afterwards maybe we can, um, play for awhile?"

With a happy rumble she undid the chain, attached it to her leg band, and led me to the brimstone chamber for a snack, then it was on to the 'special' chamber for some serious pussy worshipping. We had a great time as she rode the 'dildo' roaring in ecstasy and I kept busy underneath her enjoying the awesome view.

"That is the situation Mistress", Carl said, finishing his report. He and Frax had returned posthaste to the domain, leaving behind a few fire lizards to keep an 'eye' on things, mainly to make sure if Pet managed to escape he wouldn't get lost again. He would be most embarrassed to lead an assault to rescue Pet, only to find he'd already gotten away and run off somewhere else. For a dragon he was amazingly hard to keep track of.

"Soooo, Vulva said, lisping sibilantly like she did when she got mad sometimes; it brought out the reptile in her, and was a bad sign. Someone; or something, was in for an ass kicking. "That BITCH thinkss ssshe can keep MY little jelly bean for herssself, doess sssheee, HIISSSSSSS!"

Little what?? Thought Frax confusedly, what the Hell was a jelly bean?? He had the good sense not to ask though, and Carl kept his muzzle straight though the effort not to hiss in amusement was hard.

"Carl, asssemble all the sssecurity troops, heavy weaponss! And I want fire drakesss too, get Lydia to round up asss many as ssshe can find! Lisssa, fetch my mosst powerful wand! We are going BITCH hunting!! HISSSSS!"

"Um, Mistress, Carl dared to ask, I would not recommend such a, er, direct approach under these conditions."

With a loud hiss Vulva vaulted onto the top of her desk, and leaning over with her muzzle only an inch from the tip of Carl's snout, hissed,

"And why not?? HISSSSSSS?"

Carl stood his ground; he had dealt with angry and irrational superiors many times. He knew the worst thing he could do was show fear, if he did that he had no doubt she would rip him apart. One did not show fear in front of a ravening beast, you stood your ground, and/or ran like Hell. Running was not a option this time.

"Because the entrance to the chamber is small, the dragoness would destroy our troop's one or two at a time. The chamber is unstable; the use of heavy weapons could cause a cave-in, which would be undesirable. We do not know the exact nature of our opponent; all we know is she is a large fire dragoness, power lances might be ineffective. And most importantly, I know a much better way. More, um, hinterhältig. I, with the help of a few brave demonkind, can effect a rescue with little risk to anyone. Of this I swear on my honor."

"Ssso, explain, Sssssss!" Vulva snarled softly.

Vulva was enraged, NO one chained up Pet but her, NO ONE! Well, maybe Great Lord Ba'al, but that was IT! But she was not so enraged as to not recognize Carl's points, all good ones. If anything the former SS-officer knew tactics. He'd learned the hard way, from Poland to Moscow, and back again. He was a real bastard, but was a most useful bastard. And surprisingly principled for a demon, if he swore on his honor he meant it. Plus, he was Pet's friend in a weird kind of way. So, she listened instead of sinking her fangs into his throat. And hissed speculatively as she listened to Carl's plan, as she slowly calmed down from her initial rage. It was still there, but she dampened it down.

Carl felt immense relief as Vulva slowly pulled back from his face, had she attacked him he would have defended himself, but it would have been a foregone conclusion. He knew that look as she wrinkled her muzzle thoughtfully; she was much smarter than the average demoness; which was one reason he liked working for her, and he knew she was seriously considering his alternative proposal to her suggested blitzkrieg tactics, though that would have been fun.

Vulva sat back in her chair, going over what Carl had said. It made sense, and she grudgingly had to admit she saw no flaws in his plan. A quick strike, in and out before the enemy could respond. Yes, it should work.

"Very well, Carl, we will try it your way." Vulva hissed.

"Danke Mistress, Carl replied, it will work, I am sure."

"Oh, it better Carl, Vulva hissed softly, if it doesn't, don't come back. It will give you a head start when I come looking for you. Do you understand?"

Carl swallowed nervously, he had been scared before; not to be would have been stupid, and fear was good, it increased your survival chances. But that soft voice and the implied threat...no, promise, scared him to the depths of his dark soul.

"Y-yah Mistress, Ich verstehe vollkommen!"

"Lisa!" Vulva called, and then noticed the rest of the demonkind had vacated the office during her 'discussion' with Carl. Well, she could hardly blame them; getting caught in the crossfire could be just as deadly as being the target.

"LISA!" Vulva bellowed, the little bat demoness appearing at her side almost as if by magic.

"Yes Mistress?" Lisa squeaked.

"Good, Vulva said, Carl is going to be in charge of 'Operation Jelly Bean'; and she smiled when Lisa sniggered, and I want you to stay here and keep an eye on things with Taylor and Lydia. I'd take Lydia, but she's too large, tell her that's why; I know she wants to go. And send in Frax, would you."

"Yes Mistress", Lisa replied, and did as she had been ordered. Then she waited in the outer office with Krissa and Lydia, the red lizardess comforting the distraught dragoness. Lydia was beside herself, it was almost time for her to lay her clutch of eggs and she wanted her mate to be there to share her joy. She moaned softly as Krissa gently stroked her snout.

"Don't worry Lydia, Lisa said, Carl will bring him home. You know they make a good team." At getting in trouble, just like Abbott and Costello, she thought, but didn't say it out loud.

Lydia had been holding Pet's favorite asbestos rug, sniffing it for his scent every now and then, and gave a low moaning cry. "I know Lisa, I just miss him so much! You don't know what it's like!"

"We all miss him, Lisa said, it's just so...dreary without him around."

Frax bowed nervously as he entered Mistress Vulva's office, keeping his head down respectfully.

"Frax, Vulva said, do you know why you're here?"

Frax shifted nervously, he really didn't, but he was pretty sure he hadn't done anything wrong, had he? He fervently hoped not.

Vulva smiled, she could sense the scruffy looking rat demons nervousness. "Don't worry tracker, it's to discuss your reward for your services. You and your Hellhounds have kept their word, as promised. I will have Krissa take you to the vault where you may chose a hundredweight of hellgold or other valuables of your choice, and you may send your Hellhounds to the breeding pits to breed, and have your pick of their litters. You may also pick five personal slaves, Imps or beasts of your choice. And now a more immediate reward, come with me."

Frax had a huge grin on his muzzle as Vulva led him to her private chambers. It would be the best sex he'd ever had.

Vulva grunted in pleasure as Frax serviced her, she had been pleasantly surprised at the size of the rat's penis once it slid out of his sheath, and his balls had been overflowing. Poor thing probably didn't get laid much, even by rat standards he was pretty disreputable looking. But he knew what he was doing as he squeaked in pleasure and humped her energetically. She might even have him back for another 'personal reward' before he left, as a kind of 'bonus'. She grunted as she climaxed, yes, definitely.

Carl stood to attention as Vulva inspected him and his troops, he had had handpicked every one. They were the best of the best, the elite. He had argued against Mistress Vulva accompanying the rescue expedition, but she had insisted. Secretly he was glad she chose to come, he knew how impressive she could be in battle. He and his troops were lightweights compared to her.

Carl and Vulva crouched near the entrance to the crevasse leading to the chamber Pet was in. She had known she had to be there, she was probably the only one powerful enough to nullify the magic in the chain binding Pet, not to mention melting or shattering the hellgold, the stuff was virtually indestructible. Carl and his 'volunteers' were there mainly as backup and/or diversion if things went north. Hopefully they wouldn't be needed. Frax had come along too, without the hounds, as he was probably the sneakiest of them all, sneaking being one of a rat demon's biggest powers. He had stripped off his harness and personal jewelry, and disappeared into the crevasse to take a quick look around and assess the situation. Vulva gave a start when he suddenly seemed to appear out of thin air, man could he sneak! Even Carl was impressed.

"Mistress, said Frax, the dragon is alone, chained to a rock, just as Carl said. I didn't see any sign of another drake, but I could smell her."

"Sehr gut, Carl said, Mistress, now is a good a time as any. I will deploy my troops while you work on the chain. Hopefully we will be undisturbed."

Oh man, I thought, that was one Hell of a workout, Draxa had been hot to trot today. Helping her get off was just about the only thing that kept me from going totally cuckoo, I missed My Mistress and Lydia horribly. But watching Draxa ride that giant 'dildo' was mesmerizing, I must have cum six times at least. She'd sunk into the lava pool to 'recharge' as usual, and would probably be in there for a few hours, or days. I'd taken a quick dip, and then as usual was chained to 'my' rock. With a tired; and sad, hiss I rested my head on my crossed front legs and went to sleep. I dreamed I was flying through the skies of Hell with My Mistress and Lydia, diving and swooping, roaring in delight, and molten tears leaked out from under my eyelids without me noticing.

Vulva and Carl raised their heads cautiously, and she sucked in her breath as she saw Pet, having to fight down her urge to run to him. They both looked around carefully, but there was no sign of anyone; or anything, else. The way looked clear, so they dropped to their bellies and moved carefully across the rocky debris strewn floor of the chamber, and there was plenty of cover. Being part reptile helped, Vulva could go on her belly without any discomfort at all, it was part of their 'crawl on your bellies' heritage. All demonkind are part reptile. Behind them a half dozen fire lizards spread out, their job was to provide covering fire in case of trouble. Instead of power lances they carried wands designed to immobilize and or 'stun'. Vulva had immediately seen what Carl had meant about using power lances, the whole place looked ready to come down. Burying Pet; and themselves, under tons of rock was NOT part of the plan. She carried her own personal wand, and had infused it with a potent 'hold' spell. It would throw up a wall of invisible force that nothing should be able to get through. They were as ready as they would ever be.

Despite there being no sign of the 'enemy', they moved very slowly and carefully, pausing often to look and listen. So it took awhile, but eventually they reached the rock Pet was chained too. Vulva raised her head and looked at the sleeping dragon, as usual he as snoring softly, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, little puffs of flame coming from his nostrils. She never got tired of watching him sleep; he always looked so...content. Then she frowned, noticing new scars on his neck and body, and her rage began to rekindle, but she fought it down. Carl and she had agreed on the best way to let Pet know they were there; depending on if he was awake or asleep, so she moved forward, Carl keeping watch. Carl remained perfectly still and she could hardly see him, his coloring blended in perfectly with the red granite the chamber was made of. Reaching out she gently scratched the tip of Pets snout, and he smacked his mouth and sucked his tongue in, then started snoring again.

"Peeet, Vulva said, wake up, it's time to go home, Peeett." She said as she kept scratching.

I was having a lovely dream, I could even smell My Mistress's lovely burnt cinnamon scent as we flew through the sky, looping and doing intricate aerial maneuvers with Lydia, trying to outdo one another. I licked my fangs, muttered in pleasure, and snorted happily.

Yuck, thought Vulva as Pet snorted, splattering her with dragon snot, which in his case smoked and sizzled. She scratched harder, and kept saying, "Peeet, wake up my little jelly bean, Peetttt." With a grunt he rolled over on his side, mouth open and tongue hanging out again,

"Urrrr, nom-nom, gark!" He hissed.

OK, thought Vulva, screw this, time for Plan #2, and she grabbed his tongue, and gave it hard yank as she leaned over and hissed in his ear, fairly loudly, "PET, wake the FUCK up!"

"YIPE! RORG!" I hissed, waking up with someone yanking on your tongue is not fun, and at first I was a little disoriented and pissed, but when My Mistress's scent filled my nostrils, for real, I gave a loud squeal of pure joy.

"Pet, Vulva said, be..."

I gave a loud roar of delight, and grabbed my Mistress in a tight hug.'

"...quiet." Vulva squeaked.

"Mistress, I squealed, I missed you so much! You, you came for me!"

"Pet, be quiet, Vulva hissed, I'm glad to see you too, but SHUT UP!"

"Oh, yeah, right! Ssssss!" I hissed, and hugged her again, making her squeak.

"Pet, too hard, can't...breathe!!" Vulva hissed.

"Sorry Mistress, I'm just so happy!" I said, letting her go. I began licking her all over, butting my head against her ample chest. Ohh, that felt good, and she tasted so nice!

Vulva hissed in affection, and scratched the overjoyed dragon's head and the base of his horns; she knew his favorite itchy spots.

"Um, Mistresss? Carl said, it is a touching scene, but hadn't we better take care of business, and get the teufel out of here?"

"Carl! I hissed, you wonderful lizard, I could make love to you!"

"Over my dead body, no offense, but you are not my type, Carl hissed, and I'm glad to see you too, but as I was saying?"

"Already on it Carl", Vulva hissed, as she examined the hellgold chain. Well, this wasn't good. In addition to being hellgold the links were engraved with runes of power in the old demonic script, very powerful and old. She tried a basic spell of sundering, the only response being a loud 'pop!' and bright spark. Damn it. She tried a more powerful spell of dissipation; maybe she could literally dissolve the chain. This time a counter spell gave her a nasty shock and made Pet squeal in pain. This was a tough one!

Carl was eyeing the lava pool nervously; it was starting to churn and heave, and he saw what looked like large snake; or tail?, briefly break the surface. "Um, Mistress, hurrying might be advisable." He hissed.

"Give me a minute!" Vulva hissed, this chain is a tough one!

"Ach, das was in der Hölle!" Carl hissed as the surface of the lava pool began to bulge and rise, lava pouring off a huge shape. "Mistress, we do not have a minute! We are in, how do you say, tiefe Scheiße!" He said, and then screeched "Offenes Feuer! Schießen Sie!"

The fire lizards rose up and fired a volley at the huge form rising from the boiling lava pool, but it was like firing ping pong balls at a Tiger Tank, the stun bolts fizzling harmlessly against their target. The only result was a loud roar of rage that deafened everyone.

"WHO DARES!! RRRRAAAAAWWWRRRRRRRRR!!!" Draxa roared in rage as she felt several soft blows like pillows against her armored hide, the stun spells useless, even power lances wouldn't have had much effect, if any.

"YIPE!" I squealed, and using my usual tactics in situations like this, started running around in circles panicking. For some reason I can never think of anything else to do. But it was a very small circle because of the chain.

"SWEET MERCIFUL CRAP!" Vulva hissed as she saw the dragoness rising out of the lava pool. Pet had said she was 'big', but this was ridiculous! He had a tendency to over exaggerate a lot, but not in this case, if anything 'big' was an understatement. If he'd said 'huge' or 'gigantic' it might have been made the shock at her sheer size a little less, well, shocking. Vulva had never seen a fire drake that large before, she was easily a quarter again the size of the average full grown male drake, and she was female! Vulva cringed as the huge beast roared, AND she's pissed off! NOT GOOD!

"PET, hold STILL!" Vulva screeched, trying to keep from getting tangled in the chain, as he yowled and careened in a small circle around the staple sunk into the rock. But he was in total panic mode, and didn't pay her any attention. She really didn't blame him, she felt like panicking too. But the HELL if she was going to leave without him!

I was totally freaking out, and started snarling and tearing at my harness in an attempt to get free, but the damn thing was indestructible. I heard another ear splitting roar from Draxa, and turned to see her looking down at us, her mouth open as she sucked in air, and I realized she was about to breath her fire plume on us! With a roar of my own I opened my wings and put myself between My Mistress, Carl, and the enraged dragoness. The blast of flame washed over me harmlessly; in fact it felt rather nice, but the stone around me turned molten. My body shielded them from most of the blast, but I heard Carl hiss in pain, and My Mistress used some fairly creative vocabulary.

Desperately Vulva tried another spell on the chain, but nothing! It was those damn old demonic runes, they were incredibly powerful, the chain was older then she was. She looked up as Pet frenziedly tore at his harness, and that gave her an idea. Then she had to duck her head as an intense blast of heat washed over them, and Carl rolled behind the rock with a hiss of pain. She looked up to see Pet shielding them with his body as he roared a challenge back at the dragoness. He wasn't panicking anymore.

It took the threat to My Mistress and Carl to snap me out of my usual mindless panic, how DARE she threaten My Mistress! So, she wanted a fight, well, she'd FOUND one! Suddenly I felt my harness loosen, and My Mistress yelled,

"PET, take off your harness!"

Which I did with glee, slipping out of it. Free!! My Mistress was a genius, if she couldn't break the chain; remove the harness it was attached to! Brilliant! And even better, I was finally rid of my GAY harness! With a battle roar I took flight, Draxa lifting her head to keep me in sight.

Draxa was enraged, she'd finished her nap and was planning on taking her new friend to the 'special' chamber for some more lovely sex. She had thousands of years to make up for. Though he couldn't mount her, what he did with his tongue, fangs, and paws was absolutely marvelous. And now she finds they're not alone, and she's being attacked!

"NO, she screeched, YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM, HE'S MINE!" And tried to fry the two demonkind trying to free him, but he got in the way! What was she doing!? He was helping them! Didn't he love her like she loved him? She shrieked in fury.

Vulva stood up and faced the huge dragoness, and pointing her wand invoked the 'hold' spell. There was a crackle of power, and a wall of energy sprang up between them and the drake, shimmering like a heat mirage.

"Carl, Vulva hissed, run like HELL! PET, get out of there!"

Roaring, I dived at Draxa's head, clawing at her, buffeting her with my wings, knowing I didn't have a hope of doing any real damage, but did it to draw her attention away from My Mistress and Carl, and so far it was working. I took a quick look, and My Mistress was helping Carl as they headed for the exit, and two fire lizards came running to help them. With a snarling hiss I dove and raked Draxa's snout with my hind claws, and she roared in anger, snapping at me.

Vulva started to run, but not seeing Carl looked back. He had staggered to his feet and was trying to follow, but collapsed, and she saw one leg was badly burned. With a hiss she turned back.

"Nein, gehen! Carl hissed, I will be fine! Go!"

"Shut up Carl." Vulva said as she draped his arm over her shoulder, and dragged the injured lizard towards the exit. She'd have help soon, two of the fire lizards were scampering towards her over the rocks in long graceful bounds.

Draxa swept a front leg at the darting dragon, roaring in frustration. He was so agile! How had he gotten lose? That chain was indestructible! It had once been used to bind her, and if she couldn't get free nothing could! She roared again, the chamber was much too small for her take flight, but there was plenty of room for the artful dodger that was flitting around her head so irritatingly.

As the two fire lizards took Carl from her Vulva turned to watch the ongoing, one sided, battle. She realized Pet wasn't really trying to hurt the huge dragoness, just distract her, and he was doing a good job. She watched in admiration as he dove and nipped the dragoness, her reaction much too slow.

"PET! Vulva screeched, as the fire lizards helped Carl into the crevasse, "GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!"

With a final roar I turned and dove towards the ground, landing next to the crevasse and My Mistress.

Draxa realized her mistake as the little dragon darted swiftly to the opening of the crevasse, and her rage turned to panic. She bashed at the shimmering barrier in front of her, causing ripples like those in water to run through it, and her blows were so strong it wavered, but held.

"NO, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!! She pleaded, I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE AGAIN!! PLEASE LITTLE DRAGON, I LOVE YOU! DON'T GO!"

Vulva stood and maintained the spell as Pet landed next to her, using all her power to hold back the enraged dragoness. The 'hold' spell was extremely strong, but it was visibly fluctuating despite her efforts, the huge drake was incredibly powerful.

"PET, Vulva hissed, GO!"

I paused, and looked up at Draxa, "I'll come back for you, I promise." I hissed, and turned and squeezed into the crevasse. It was much tighter fit then I remembered, but I managed.

With a gasp Vulva felt the spell collapse, and it was like a blow to her as another powerful blow from the dragoness shattered it. Then she turned and nimbly followed Pet into the crevasse. Time to go!

"NOOOOO, Draxa wailed, PLLEEEAASSSEEEE!!! COME BACK LITTLE DRAGON! HISSSSSS!" But there was no answer, she was alone again. "NOOOOOO!!!!"

The fire lizards had to help me out of the crevasse, man I'd put on some weight! With a final pull, and scrapped scales, I popped free. My Mistress followed a few second later, and I grabbed her in a tight hug. She seemed dazed, but had a big grin on her muzzle. I could still faintly here Draxa bellowing, and felt real sympathy for her. She wasn't bad, just lonely, and I could relate to that.

Vulva stood up from examining Carl's wound, nasty, but he would heal being what he was, but a good licking had helped. She turned the face the crevasse, and gesturing spoke words of power that hurt the ears of all who heard them. With a dull roar the crevasse collapsed.

"That ought to hold her!" Vulva hissed in satisfaction.

"Mistress! I hissed in dismay, why did you do that?"

"What do you mean 'why did I do that', Pet? Vulva said, to seal up that bitch forever!"

"But Mistress, we have to help her, she's been in there for over three thousand years!"

"Then hopefully she'll stay there for another three thousand years!" Vulva hissed.

"Mistress, we just can't..."

"PET, Vulva hissed, NO, end of discussion. Now come home, I don't know about you, but I need a massage!"

I didn't dare argue, I recognized that tone of voice, and I knew better. I may be dense, but I'm not stupid. They put Carl on my back; I insisted, and we started back to the domain. As we left I looked at the pile of smoking rubble. I'd be back, I'd promised.

The End

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