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The Seeker, Chapter 33

By William W. Kelso

After we got back to the domain all chaos broke lose (since it was already Hell that sounds better then 'All Hell broke loose'), and everything was crazier than usual for awhile. Lydia almost knocked me over rubbing her snout against my own snout and neck; both of us hissing loudly in affection, causing Carl to give a hiss of concern as he almost fell off my back. And I had to say 'Hi' to Lisa and some of my other friends too, giving them quick licks as they hugged and/or licked me in return.

By the time we reached My Mistress's private offices and quarters we had a huge crowd of cheering, bellowing, and hissing demonkind and Imps following us, and I'd say about half were glad to see me, and the rest were just pissed off at me. It was more of a triumphal parade then the welcoming back an errant idiot who'd gotten captured by yet another female, again. I'd half expected a gauntlet. The last time I'd run off My Mistress had tied me up, hung me by my tail and gagged me, then brought in a bunch of blindfolded Imps and demonkind with baseball bats and told them I was a piñata. They were really disappointed when they didn't get any candy. But it was a wasted effort; I'll never learn to behave myself. I guess I have this strange craving for having the living crap beaten out of me on a regular basis.

I had a huge grin on my snout, at least as much of one as I could manage as my features are pretty frozen, I had NO idea I had so many friends! It was great! Carl's storm demonkind had to clear the way with truncheons and stun blasts it got so bad. First stop was Carl's own office where he was gently lowered from my back and put in his bed; with was a moss filled pallet like most lesser demonkind have, Krissa hovering over him hissing in concern. His leg was badly burned by dragonfire, but it would heal, but slower than normal. Damage inflicted by other demonkind does not heal as fast as that inflicted by mortals. He was the 'hero' of the hour, and soon everything and everybody knew about his part in the 'daring rescue'. I thought Mistress was the real hero, but he had been pretty impressive. After they put him down, Mistress Vulva said,

"One week Carl, you do NOT do ANYthing except take it easy for one week, verstehen Sie? If I see you running around before then I'll do more damage than that bitch of a dragoness did. We need you in top form as soon as possible, you crazy kraut. Krissa, you chain him up if you have to."

"Oh, I do that all the time anyway, Mistress." Krissa hissed, her eyes glowing and tail whipping slowly.

"Oh yah, she does, Carl said, it is wunderbar. She has this book 'Fun with Chains and Leather' by the Marque de Sade, a signed first edition!"

"Hmm, Vulva hissed, I may have to borrow that some time."

"After I'm finished Mistress, if you don't mind." Krissa said.

"Of course, Vulva hissed in amusement, take your time, have fun, make him scream in agonizing ecstasy."

"It shall be as you order, Mistress." Krissa hissed in delight.

I leaned over and licked Carl's wounded leg, and he hissed in pain. Dragonfire is nasty, I know, I use it all the time. It's more a superheated stream of atomized minerals then pure fire; a kind of natural acetylene torch, and can go right through solid steel like butter, like I said, nasty. He was burned through almost to the bone in a couple of spots. Hissing softly, I licked his wounds for awhile, concerned as he was one of my friends, a real one. Dragon saliva has healing properties, at least for other demonkind, it cleans a wound and sterilizes it. But it hurts.

"Yah, danke, enough already!" Carl finally hissed.

I stopped licking his leg, and gave his snout a quick lick. "You get better buddy, I said, we'll have fun exploring that old abandoned domain together. And I owe you a big one."

"A big what?" Carl asked leerily.

"A big favor, you got me out of a 'bit of a sticky wicket' as you so confusingly put it." I answered.

"Oh, Ich verstehe. Another one of your American sayings. But yah, we will have fun. Perhaps we will find a stash of a bottle or two of "Tears of the Damned"?"

"Oh yeah, great, I said, I really hope so too, NOT!" Which made both of us hiss in amusement. 'Tears of the Damned' is a demonic liquor made from the; you got it, the tears of the damned. It has the same effect on demonkind as LSD has on mortals, nasty. And talk about bad trips.

Vulva had been watching Pet and Carl's exchange with a smile on her face, despite the differences between the two they got along amazingly well with one another, and she knew Pet valued Carl's friendship highly. Hell, she thought, so do I for that matter, he IS a most useful and reliable demon, IF you keep an eye on him. How's that old saying go? 'Opposites attract?' or something like that. But enough male bonding, she wanted Pet all to herself, as soon as possible. She need a massage, BAD.

"OK, break it up, Vulva hissed, Pet, my private quarters, NOW!" Lisa, NO visitors, no excuses, you and Lydia make sure of that. And tell Lydia I'll be...through will him as soon as possible, and don't worry, I won't hurt him...very much."

"Yipe!" I hissed, and exiting Carl's quarters took off down the tunnels to My Mistress's own offices, which were not too far away. I thought about hiding somewhere, but figured that would really be pushing it, considering my most recent escapades. Then I had a sudden thought, and puffs of flame came out of my nostrils. Ohhh yeah, she'll like that! I know I will!

Vulva walked back to her office with Lisa and Lydia. She knew Lydia was anxious to have some 'alone' time with her life mate, but she'd have to wait. Vulva had first dibs on the little twerp, but she wouldn't keep him too long. She knew Lydia needed to lay her clutch, but wanted Pet to be there since he was the sire. She understood that need as he had sired two children with her as well. In fact he'd knocked up about half the female fire demonkind in Hell, and few more besides. Randy little thing, she thought with pride, her sex growing wetter than usual in anticipation. If there was one thing he did well it was pleasuring the females! He was a legend in that area, and she made a fortune renting him out for stud services. But she also used his 'services' as well, as often as possible. She could be quite demanding, but he'd never failed to satisfy her and leave her feeling well and truly fucked. But with him it was more than just the incredible sex, much more. She walked faster, oh, how she'd missed her little dragon!

As I entered my Mistress's private quarters I sighed, it just wasn't the same as the old domain. Oh, it was much larger and 'nicer', but I missed the stupid plant, the tank of really nasty fishies, the aquarium with the slug and cockroach in it, and even the living framed photos. My Mistress hadn't really had much time to decorate the new domains office yet, and the only photo was one of Barney Frank, and I thought he was a real jerk. I kept turning the photo to face the wall, which got me smacked a couple of times, but I did it anyway. Creep. I looked around, hmmm.

Vulva was almost trotting by the time she reached her quarters, her hooves clopping on the stone floor. Lydia kept up easily enough being a quadruped, but Lisa had to hurry in that funny skipping way as Hell Bats weren't made for running on the ground. She leaned forward and used her wing claws in a kind of skipping hop that Vulva thought was cute. The only thing Vulva paused to do was send a red priority hmail to Great Lord Ba'al to inform him that the wayward dragon had been located and was in good condition, at least for now, but she couldn't promise he'd still be after she'd had a 'little talk' with him. She knew the Great Lord would get a kick out of that; contrary to popular belief he DID have a sense of humor, you just had to know when and what would amuse him. If you didn't, well, he could always use a new rug.

I waited; keeping quiet, and it's a good thing I don't breathe; as big as I am it would sound like a bellows, one of the advantages of not having lungs. I heard, and smelled My Mistress, as she and the others arrived. I smelled Lydia too, and almost ran to meet them, I had missed them all so much, but My Mistress and mate most of all, but kept my 'cool', my tail lashing in anticipation. I could smell My Mistress's own arousal, and I was already hard and rampant. I gave a quiet hiss of lust, eyes glowing, yesssss!

"PET!" Vulva hissed as she walked down the hall towards the bedroom, "You are SO in trouble, you little nimrod!" She planned on giving him a thrashing to remember first, then make it up to him by having him give her a first rate massage. She entered her bedroom, and paused in surprise. He wasn't there! He was too big to hide under the huge bed anymore, but he might be behind it. Hissing she walked towards the imposing bed. He better NOT have run away again! Oh, she was going to really let him have it now!

I had been watching from the bathroom as My Mistress entered the bedroom, and as I hoped she headed straight for the bed when she didn't see me. It was hard for me to get in the bathroom now; the door was too damn small, so she didn't think to look there first, which was what I had planned on. But I'm a reptile, and like a giant lizard am more lithe and 'slinky' then I look; I can fit through really tight spots, so I slowly slithered out from inside the bathroom as quietly as I could, and despite my size I can be very quiet, as more than a few errant souls have found out, and My Mistress as well.

Vulva crouched down and popped her head around the edge of the bed, and gave a loud hiss. Where WAS he?? She could smell him, she knew he was here! But if he wasn't behind the bed, that left only the...!

I stalked My Mistress, crouching low as I moved across the floor towards her, her back still turned to me. I ran my forked tongue over my lips as she bent over and looked behind the bed, her tail lashing. I was already rampant, and the sight of her lovely hindquarters, erotically swishing tail, and the glimpses and scent of her aroused sex drove me over the brink, and with a roar I pounced. She shrieked as my weight settled on her back, pinning her against the bed, and with a hissing snarl I pushed her tail out of the way and mounted her, throwing my head back and bellowing in ecstasy as I penetrated her, my aching penis sliding into her slick hot sex! Oh, how I loved My Mistress, how I'd missed mating with her! I needed this so badly, so very badly! I had not really mated with a female since before Draxa had caught me; and she had just been too big, so my need was intense in a way only a demon can feel. I roared and snarled as I took her brutally, my belly bands slamming into her rump, at this point I was no more than the demonic beast I am.

Vulva shrieked in rage as a large roaring shape landed on top of her, forcing her to bend over the edge of the bed. She felt her tail violently pulled out of the way, and then roared herself as she was suddenly mounted and penetrated as his weight settled onto her back, pinning her. Damn him, he's raping me, she thought!

"PET, RRAAAAWWWRRRRR!! NO!" Vulva screeched, grunting as he hilted, and then began fucking her with fast powerful thrusts. She bucked and tried to throw him off, but gasped as sharp fangs bit into her neck, gently but firmly, the message clear. 'Submit!' "NO PET!! HISSSSSS!" She snarled, "DAMN YOU! NO!! NOT NOW!!!"

I had my eyes closed as I serviced My Mistress, hissing in ecstasy, but when she started struggling I put an end to that. With a deep snarl I bit the back of her neck, and she calmed down pretty quickly; other than screaming at me, but the intelligent part of me was so deeply buried the beast didn't even understand what she was saying, not that it would have made any difference, I was fully committed to mating with her. After all I was following her orders, she'd ordered me to 'rape her' whenever I had the chance, and I tried to do it when she least expected as it made it even more 'real' because I WAS raping her, as brutally as any rape. It was sick, it was twisted, this was Hell, and we both loved it.

Had she been a lesser demonkind I would have hurt her. But she is the only female I will 'rape', and only because I know she enjoys it. Otherwise I never force myself on an unwilling female, which is rare for a demon as most relish raping a female, especially mortals. Hell, demoness's enjoy raping male mortals for that matter. Its part of the domination thing; and frankly most demoness's enjoy a good 'rape' too. It's really more of a male having to fight; and subdue, a female for the privilege of coupling with her. Of course that's usually done only if they really like one another, and is often the demonic version of a 'wedding' as that's how a female selects a 'life' mate. There are many different 'kinds' of sex in Hell. There is 'on the job', i.e. raping and sexually torturing mortals souls, socializing sex (mortals kiss, we fuck), polite sex (we seldom turn down an offer), sex just for the Hell of it, and many other kinds. But the best is when you pick a life mate, both during, and after. I have a thing about rape though, having experienced it myself. Don't ever rape another demonkind, or Imp, when I'm around, I take it personally. Which makes me pretty fucked up by demonic standards.

Now that My Mistress had calmed down I sped up my thrusts, hissing loudly in pleasure as I serviced her. She was tighter then I remembered , and it felt absolutely wonderful, her multiple sets of labial lips sucking and caressing my cock, my nether tongue fully extended as it worked inside of her, the tip licking out at times to curl around her clitoris and squeeze it, making her howl in ecstasy. I do know how to 'rape' My Mistress, oh yes I do. It's what I do best.

"PET, NOOOO!" Vulva hissed, "UGGGHHH, Sssssssss, ohhhh, UGH!" She could feel that amazing nether tongue of his that came out of the head of his cock slithering around inside her sex as he lunged in and out of her, and squealed as it caressed and tweaked her swollen sensitive clitoris. "AaaiiEEE! URRRR!! PET! Ohhhh, ooohhhh, UGGGHH! I, I.....!!!"

And he felt so much larger, longer and thicker; she was stretched to the maximum even for her, her sex deliciously spread to accommodate the huge organ pistoning in and out of her, and knew had she not been well lubed it would be more painful than it was, but to her sexual pain was the equivalent of pleasure, and a combination of both was the best, and Pet was so good at providing her with that amazing combination. He could be as brutal as any animal, or incredibly tender and gentle, but right now she knew she needed what he was giving her, ravishing her like two animals mating, she had so missed his weight on her back, his cock inside of her, his fangs in her neck. How she loved her little dragon!

"Ohhh Pet, I, I....UGGGGHHH, Vulva groaned, Ssssss, don't...my, my love, don't stop! Ohhhh yessssss, uggh, uggghhh, ugggghhhhhh!!! Aaaaahhhhh!"

I just hissed louder, but let go of her neck, there was no longer any need for me to bite her, the female had submitted to my dominance, and I knew I could mate her as I saw fit, for as long as I wanted. In this case I was the master, she was my slave, my mate, to do with as I wanted. I no longer saw her as only My Mistress, but as a mate I loved in the way a beast loves its mate, and it was wonderful. I lowered my head and gently licked her own head and neck as I coupled with her, hissing softly in pleasure as she moaned and writhed under me as I made her mine.

Lisa raised an eyebrow at the sounds coming from the Mistress's bedroom, and she and Lydia both hissed in amusement. Pet and Mistress, what a pair! Lydia sighed too, she wished she was the one Pet was mating with, but felt no jealousy. In fact she was proud he could give another female such pleasure, she didn't mind sharing him at all; she knew he would always come back to her. She rubbed the noticeable bulge in her belly. Soon little ones, she thought, soon.

Vulva dug her claws into her silk sheets, shredding them. "UGGH, AAAAHH!" Ohhhh, what he was doing to her felt absolutely incredible, the pleasure & pain intense. She loved being taken like an animal, and Pet was one of the few of her numerous 'mates' who could take her as both nothing more than an animal, as an intelligent being as well, or a combination of both. It was almost like he could turn off his intelligence at will, leaving nothing but the Hell beast in charge, but she wondered if he could even control it. But she really didn't care, just so long as he could do it, and he always did it at the right times. He somehow KNEW what she wanted, and provided it. He suddenly sped up his thrusts and gently bit the back of her neck again, and she shrieked in agonizing ecstasy, her orgasm rapidly approaching, building and building as he fucked her faster and faster.

"OHHHH YESSSSSS, PETTTT!!! Ohhh, uggghhh!" Vulva sobbed in ecstasy.

I couldn't hold back anymore, and finally had no choice but to bring myself to orgasm, and closing my eyes I bit the females neck again to hold her steady as my thrusts increased in speed and power, hissing loudly from the intensely agonizing ecstasy building in my loins, and as I climaxed I involuntarily let her neck go and threw my head back, roaring in sheer sexual euphoria, roaring in love and pleasure as I came and came, my cock throbbing and pulsing inside her slick hot sex, and her lips and vaginal muscles gripped and sucked my cock as I kept thrusting, my head whipping back and forth as I went berserk from the overwhelming intensity of the release I need so badly. "RRAAAWWWRRRRR!"

"UGH, UGH, Sssssss, UGGGHHH!! PETTTT!!!" Vulva screeched, bucking and writhing under his thrusts as his hot cum filled her, her own orgasm exploding with an intensity she seldom experienced, and it kept increasing in wave after wave as he kept fucking her even as she was cumming and orgasming, and finally she gave a final hissing shriek of pure sexual bliss and passed out with a huge happy satisfied grin on her muzzle, going limp even he kept lunging into her.

Finally I stopped, and realized I was spent, which after just one coupling was pretty rare. And as my lust faded the intelligent part of me took over again, and with a hiss of pleasure I dismounted from My Mistress, my cock sliding out with a wet slurping noise, by Dis she'd been tight! I'd really had to work harder than usual to hilt with each thrust. I realized she'd passed out, and I'd come damn close myself. I knew that meant I'd done a really good job of pleasuring her; to make a sex demoness of her power and experience pass out from sexual pleasure was quite an achievement, but even so I felt a little concern. I rolled her over and cleaned her sex and body with my tongue, licking every trace of my cum and our sexual juices off her, inside and out. It's one of my 'duties' that I take very seriously, and also happen to enjoy immensely, which works out nicely. She likes to be as nice and clean as possible after mating, and I'm only too happy to oblige. As I cleaned inside her sex she orgasmed again, much less violently, and with a happy hiss I lapped up the treat as fresh sexual juices filled her vagina. Hey, it might sound gross, but I'm NOT human. Taste and scent can be just as erotic and sexual to a demonkind as anything else, and at least we know what tongues are for.

After I was done I climbed up on the huge bed, but even so my tail hung off the edge. I was carefully of my spines and body temperature, didn't want to tear the sheets and/or catch them on fire, but My Mistress had already done a number on them, so it was probably wasted effort. I lay on my side and pulled her into my embrace, gently licking her muzzle, crooning and hissing softly, eyes half closed. Her face looked so relaxed, and she was sleeping peacefully now. She usually looked so tense I worried about her all the time, she works too damned hard. Finally; with a long happy hiss, I dozed off too; it had been one HELL of a day for both of us.

Vulva woke up with a snort, and felt strong scaly arms wrapped gently around her, a large warm body next to hers, and felt safer than she ever had before. Safe and...content. It was one thing to have fantastic sex with a male, but quite another to have even more fantastic sex with a male who truly loved her. She flared her nostrils, taking in Pet's musky reptilian scent with the ever present hint of sulfur and brimstone. He was snoring quietly in that funny way of his, and she looked fondly at his large scaly snout, his tongue hanging out as usual. She ran her claws gently over his armored belly bands, making a soft skittering sound, and as soft as her touch was it was it woke him up.

"Mistress?" I said sleepily, as I felt someone caressing my belly. Despite my thick armor it can be very sensitive to the touch. When I opened my eyes she was looking at me, and she licked her tongue over the tip of my snout, and I licked her back affectionately. It didn't get any better than this.

"Hello Pet, Vulva said, I must say that was a first class rape, one of the best ever. You really made me scream."

"Thank you Mistress, I hissed, I'm glad you enjoyed it, I certainly did." Then I rubbed my head against her large firm breasts and crooned. "I missed you so much Mistress, I was so lonely."

"I missed you too, Pet." Vulva said as she licked his snout and scratched his favorite itchy spot at the base of one of his horns. "We all missed you. Hiss, but you were so bad, running off like that. I was so worried."

"I'm sorry Mistress, I hissed, I didn't mean to get in trouble, I just wanted to do some exploring, and I found some really neat stuff."

"Like a giant dragoness?" Vulva hissed.

"Well, yeah, I hissed, but it's not like I went looking for her."

"Well, I know you don't meant to get in trouble, but you always seem to no matter what, Vulva said. You've caused more excitement in my domains; not to mention others, in a few years then the previous 3000. And to my knowledge no one else has single handedly almost destroyed an entire Level of Hell before. Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

"Well, I hissed, Lydia helped with that one. But I'm sorry Mistress; I hate to make you mad at me, I just want to make you happy."

"Yes, you do make me mad, Vulva hissed, and I was planning on beating the living crap out of you, but then you went and gave me that lovely rape. I just can't stay mad at you no matter what you do! I can't explain it."

"Maybe it's because I don't mean to?" I hissed softly.

"Maybe, maybe, Vulva said thoughtfully, but I know one thing, Pet."

"Yes Mistress?" I said.

She grabbed him by his finned ears, and pushing her muzzle against his snout, snarled , "If you EVER scare me like that again I WILL beat the crap out of you! HISS!"

"I love you too, Mistress", I hissed, and licked her muzzle, which made her hiss in amusement.

"You horrible beast!" Vulva said, even as she laughed. "Now get OUT of here! Lydia has been waiting long enough!"

I didn't leave right away though; I pushed my snout between her breasts and took a good long sniff of her lovely burnt cinnamon scent. My Mistress, how I loved her. We hugged a little longer, licking one another in the demonkind way of 'kissing', and she finally pulled back and looked me in the eyes, our eyes flickering with the flames of Hell and something else, and said,

"Now, get OUT of here before I smack you! Go find Lydia before she comes looking for you!"

"Yipe!" I squealed, and hopped off the bed and trotted out of the bedroom, one of My Mistress's silk sheets caught in one of my spines.

Vulva watched his tail disappear around the side of the door; followed by a tattered silk sheet, and fell back in the bed, tail lashing slowly. She still felt sexually satisfied, which was so rare for her. She could handle half a dozen well hung Imps or demons in a gang-bang for hours and still not feel this well serviced. She fell back asleep with a happy hiss, and her dreams contained no Nytmares for a change.

As I entered the office Lydia got up to meet me with a happy hiss. We rubbed snouts, hissing loudly, and then rubbed our heads up and down one another's necks, and I scratched my horns against her scales like she likes. Finally I pulled away, and said,

"Gee Lydia, you sure got fat!"

She gave him a solid smack with her tail, and said "And whose fault was that?"

"Ssssss, I said, both of ours, and I know I sure had fun!"

Lydia didn't reply, just hissed in agreement and rubbed sensually against her mate again, his scent filling her nostrils. She gave a hiss of amusement as she untangled a ratty old piece of smoking silk from his tail spines, where had he picked that up?

I lowered my head and sniffed at her belly, and she lay down and rolled over on her side, and I licked the bulge in her belly, crooning in pride. Our babies, I could sense them inside of her. Lisa came over and ran her hands over the bulge, and normally I would have torn any other demonkind who dared to touch my mate like that while she was pregnant into very small pieces, but I trusted Lisa and she knew it.

"I can feel them. Lisa said with a squeal, I can feel the eggs! Oh Lydia, it's so wonderful, you're so lucky!"

Lydia hissed in pleasure at the praise, yes, it WAS wonderful. And she could feel them too, and her body told her it was time. "Pet, Lydia said, it's time for me to lay. Do you have a den picked out?"

I gave a happy, concerned, hiss. "Yes, I said, I think you'll like it, and it's not far from the domain."

"Good, then let us go there." Lydia hissed.

"Lisa, I said, the Mistress is, um, resting. So don't let anyone disturb her unless it's a real emergency. If they insist tell them I'll have a little talk with them about it later."

Lisa giggled, THAT would scare the crap out of even the most persistent demonkind, mainly because they'd know it wasn't a threat, but a fact. "Got it Pet, she said, Mistress is not to be disturbed, and if they try you'll chew their ass off."

"Close enough, I hissed in amusement. And Lisa, thank you."

"For what?" Lisa said.

"You know." I replied, as Lydia and I left the office.

"You're very welcome." Lisa said softly, as the two drakes left, the tips of their tails wrapped around one another's.

All sorts of demonkind and Imps waved and/or smiled as we passed; a few just glared, and we returned the greetings, but mainly paid attention only to one another. As we exited the domain I took flight with a roar, announcing to anything else flying in the vicinity to 'make way, drakes coming through'. Lydia followed, and she was flying much slower than normal, and her condition was even more apparent in the air. She was one pregnant dragoness. Fortunately it wasn't far to the den I'd picked, it was in the side of a small; mostly dormant, volcano nearby, about halfway up one side in an old lava tube. I landed and gave the area a quick check for any unwelcome guests, but as I'd marked my territory with my urine that would pretty much warn off anything but something nasty enough to challenge a fire drake, and there weren't many creatures mean enough; or stupid enough, to do that. Especially not TWO fire drakes.

I was anxious as Lydia followed me into the den, inspecting it as she went. It was up to the female to approve, if she didn't like it we'd have to find another. I'd spent all my spare time for many days looking; checking out, and then dismissing many promising sites. I'd found this one almost by accident. The volcano wasn't dead, but was old and fairly sedentary, and the occasional lava flows were all on the other side. The den was a very old lava tube that led to a series of chambers, and was the only entrance, easy to defend. The first two chambers were fairly barren and 'dry', but the next one contained several large pools of steaming sulfur and liquid brimstone, and several small flickering lava pots. She hissed approvingly, the chamber was extremely hot and partially filled with steam from the bubbling pools, the air thick with sulfur and other fumes, perfect for a fire drake. Then we came to the last, and largest, chamber. A fairly large lava pool bubbled and churned in the center, and natural glow stones in the walls provided a dim light, but it was more than enough for us. There were large sulfur and brimstone deposits, as well as other minerals of the kind we eat to fuel our fire plumes and replenish our body fluids. She looked around and gave a loud hiss of approval.

Hissing softly I rubbed my snout against her flank, and when she looked at me I led her to a smaller side chamber. It had several small bubbling lava pots, and in one corner I'd built a 'nest'. Using my fire plume and body heat I had literally molded the rock into a raised platform; a shallow bowl like shape on top, and then I had lined it with some of the 'softer' fire-proof hardy vegetation of Hell. The moss and grass like stuff was probably about as 'soft' as barbed wire, but to us it felt wonderful.

Lydia gave an impressed hiss as she carefully inspected the nest. Either a female or a male drake could build a nest, but usually did it together. But because her duties with the young from her previous clutch with Master Vulkrebs she had been unable to do so this time. But she was very pleased, both with the choice of a den and the nest. She gave a happy hiss, and said,

"Oh Pet, its perfect!

I preened a little, and said, "It is pretty nice."

Lydia circled the nest a few times, then climbed in and nosed at the lining as she rearranged it a little bit. But this wasn't where she would lay the eggs. Satisfied, she looked at Pet, and said,

"It's time." She knew he knew what to do, and he turned and left. She did this on her own, no males allowed. He would stand watch as she was vulnerable at this time. Of all the demonkind the male fire drakes are one of the few species who take an active part in raising their young, usually it's just up to the females. Demons make lousy fathers anyway.

I left the 'nesting' chamber, and moved back down the tunnel to the entrance, and lay down in the middle. It was my 'job' to guard the den; or lair, while my mate laid her clutch. I cast a careful and scrutinizing gaze over everything I could see. The faintest movement would be instantly noted, and if anything dared to show its face or snout the reaction would be swift and brutal. At this point the beast was back in control, I was protecting my mate and offspring. It was tear apart first, then ask any questions if it was still alive.

Lydia found a good spot between two bubbling lava pots, and dug a shallow basin in the solid rock, using her fire plume to smooth it out. Then she diverted the lava from one pot to fill the basin. She had laid before, but because the sire had not been a fire demon it was different. Since her next clutch was pure fire demonkind, drakes, she had to do it this way. The heat from the lava was important, to her kind, it was the stuff of life as they were partially molten themselves, creatures of the heart of Hell.

Once she had the birthing basin ready she turned and crouched, lifting her tail. As she grunted and hissed, straining, the first egg quickly moved into her birth canal and began to broach, her sex stretching to allow the football sized orb to pass. It slid free several minutes later, and fell in the molten lava with a soft plop, but she didn't stop as a second egg had entered her birth canal and was well on its own way to being laid. There was no real pain, only a mild pressure and pleasure, and she orgasmed mildly as each egg slide free, hissing in pleasure. It took her about two hours to lay ten large leathery eggs. She had known there would be that many, which had pleased her. Her first clutch had only been two eggs; which was normal when a fire demonkind mated; and had offspring with a non fire demonkind. Perhaps it was ten this time because of the joyous intensity of their mating flight, usually for one of the smaller drakes like her it was six or eight. When she finally reached Vulkna's size it could be as many as fifteen or twenty. Drakes didn't lay that often; and rarely produced viable eggs, so they made up for it with large clutches. She hadn't told pet though, keeping it as a surprise. She wanted to see the look on his snout when he realized his 'family' was going to be a little larger than he expected. She had a feeling he'd be pleased.

Finally; exhausted but happy, Lydia turned to inspect her clutch. Gently she licked the eggs clean of the thick lubricating fluid covering them, and then instinctively arranged them in the best way to provide equal heat and comfort for each of the large leathery orbs. She hissed softly as she licked, knowing the chicks could sense her nearness, would know they were safe, and even a demonic beast can love. When she was satisfied she stuck her head out of the nesting chamber and gave a loud roar of joy, to let her mate know he was a father.

I raised my head so fast when I heard that roar I hit my head on the ceiling of the lava tube and bit my tongue, and howling in both joy and pain I ran down the tube as fast as I could, slipping a little bit in places on the slick stone, only caring about my mate and our eggs. My children.

I entered the chamber cautiously; it's not a good idea to surprise a dragoness guarding her nest. Lydia was sitting beside a depression in the floor of the chamber, softly lit by glowing lava. I walked over and looked down at the neatly arranged clutch of eggs, all TEN of them! She hissed softly, and asked,

"Well, my mate, look at what we've done."

I lowered my head and looked at the eggs, and could sense the little lives they contained, and crooning I started to lick each one. Daddy's here, I thought, my little ones. You're safe, I'll always be here. I licked each one carefully; all over, turning them over carefully. I was entranced, they were perfect, I'd sired probably thousands of young by now, but except in the case of My Mistress; and Vulkna to a certain degree, had never had much to do with raising them, and this was the first time I'd seen a real clutch of eggs, MY eggs! They were beautiful. Then I raised my head and licked Lydia's snout while she licked mine, then ran my tongue inside her mouth. It was a long slow 'kiss', as affectionate and gentle as two such great beasts who loved one another could be.

"I wuv yew." I hissed.

"What, Lydia hissed, is wrong with your voice?"

"I bid muh tong." I said. Then added, "Stob laffing, ids nod fun-e!"

Lydia had to lean back against the wall of the chamber she was laughing so hard, and seeing the look of suffering self-righteousness on his snout began screeching even louder.

"Oh, hiss, hiss, hisssss, my love, how do you do it? HISS, Hiss, hiss!" She finally managed to say.

"Ah don mean to, id jus appens, I sulked, an id hurds!"

"Come here, my love, hic, let me see." Lydia said as she calmed down, hiccupping slightly.

He stuck his tongue out, and she winced. Wow, he really had bit himself good. It was a good thing demonkind healed so fast, it was already mending nicely. It still looked horribly painful though, and she gently licked his mangled tongue with her own, and he wrapped his around hers and pulled them both into his mouth as their snouts met. She closed her eyes as their tongues slithered around inside first one mouth, then the other. Oh, how she loved him! Her love, her mate, sire of her children. Strong, brave, loving and caring, he was perfect, and he was hers, for eternity! It was ironic she had to become a demoness to finally find her true love, which was all she'd ever wanted.

"Ssssss", I hissed, Mmmm, that was so nice! Kissing was not a big deal with demonkind as having mainly muzzles and snouts kind of made it a rather wet and messy affair, but in certain circumstances it was perfect. Circumstances like now. Finally we broke our long intimate 'kiss' with a wet slurp, licking our tongues across our snouts before pulling them into our mouths. I wanted to mate with her so badly, but knew it was too soon after she'd laid, her scent told me that.

"Feeling, hic, better?" Lydia asked.

"Yess, hic, you're a good, hic, nurse. I replied, my tongue is, hic, as good as new. Hic."

"You're hic, hiccupping now!" Lydia said, starting to snicker again.

"So are you, hic, I said, and you gave them, hic, to me!"

"No way, you, hic, gave them to me, hic, when you made me, hic, laugh, hic! HISSS!" Lydia said.

We both started laughing at each other, and by the time we were done the hiccups were gone, thankfully. Sometimes when I get them they last for days, and I swear they're contagious! Drives me crazy! Not to mention My Mistress, she blames me every time she gets them.

We both got in the nest and rested for awhile, just nibbling and licking one another every now and then, content and happy. I hated to leave, but knew My Mistress would want to know the good news, and there was a LOT that needed to be done. I had mixed feelings about having gotten another domain for My Mistress ; if Great Lord Ba'al let her keep it, that is. It was neat, but would also mean a buttload of work and bother. Then there was that scary door, AND another big problem that I needed to take care of. So I had to go.

Lydia didn't like it much, but understood. But she would stay with the eggs; one of us would always be there every minute of every day. We would never, ever, under any circumstances, leave our eggs unguarded for even a few seconds. There were demonkind, and other things, that would love to get a drake egg, or eggs, but so far as we were concerned it would only happen over our dead and dissipated bodies. But I'd be back as often as I could, all of Hell couldn't keep me away.

As I left the cave I paused to strut and prance in the opening, and raising my head gave a roaring bellow announcing to the world that I was a father, and any who dared to mess with my mate or my young would answer to me. And anything that heard me got the message, loud and clear. After I got back to the domain the first thing I'd do was make arrangements for another drake to keep an eye on the entrance to the den, which they would be glad to do. Protecting eggs was every drakes concern; we take care of our own. Other drakes wouldn't dare actually enter the den, but would perch nearby and keep an eye on things. Fire drakes are fairly few, so we all take care of the young, even another drakes.

It was so hard for me to leave my life mate and our un-hatched young, but I knew I had too, and that Lydia could take care of herself. She was after all a demoness, a dragoness, a fire drake, AND a Seeker, all in all a pretty potent combination even by Hell's standards of 'nasty'. But still, it was hard. It made me feel better that another drake would also be on guard, and that any drake in hearing would come if anything happened; mess with one drakes eggs you get us all on your ass, but I would be back soon, and often.

After I got back to the domain I checked in on Carl, and he was doing just fine, as he was so ably demonstrating as he and Krissa mated. They never even knew I was there. I thought about sneaking up on them and roaring, but having two pissed off Hell Lizards trying to tear me to pieces didn't sound like much fun, so I backed out of the door with a soft hiss and went on my way.

When I got back to the office Lisa was messing around on the computer; as usual, and she gave me a fang filled smile when I entered the office.

"Hiya Lisa!" I hissed.

"Hi Pet, how'd it go? Lisa asked, the laying I mean."

"Ten eggs", I said, smugly, preening in pride.

"Wow, Lisa said, impressive."

"Where's the Mistress, I hissed, I want to tell her."

"The Mistress ran out to run an errand, Lisa said, but told me to tell you to wait until she gets back. Wow, did you know you're grown about three feet or more?"

"Really? I said, craning my neck around and looking at myself. I didn't think it was THAT much! I haven't been eating a lot or anything."

In fact I DON'T eat a lot because I don't have too. I'll bet it was those dips in the heart of the volcano Draxa had been trapped in. Drakes never really stop growing, but I seemed to do it in spurts. We're creatures of fire, and to us the heart of a volcano is the ultimate health and pleasure spa, and we soak up power. I knew it could change you if you stayed in it long enough, but guess it could make you gain weight and get larger too, kind of like a sponge. Good thing I don't wear clothes, it would cost a fortune to buy new ones every time I underwent a growth spurt! Running around naked does have its benefits, but it helps if you're covered in scales and tough hide.

"Oh yeah, definitely, Lisa said, you can tell. And your spines are almost brushing the ceiling now, so better be careful of your head too. Don't want to hit your head and bite your tongue."

"Tell me about is, I hissed. Do you have any idea where the Mistress went?"

"I think she mentioned something about visiting the Saddle and Harness maker to pick up something, they called and said it was ready."

Oh, HELL no! I thought, I'd just gotten rid of that damn GAY harness, and now My Mistress had probably gone and got another one! Time to make myself scarce. As I turned to leave I almost knocked My Mistress over, she'd just gotten back from her 'errand' of evil as was walking in the door. Rats, trapped!

"RAWR! Oops, sorry Mistress!" I hissed, as I backed up to let her in the office.

"Going somewhere, Pet?" Vulva asked.

"Um, nope, not really, Mistress." I replied, eyeing the box she was carrying with extreme trepidation and distrust.

"Good! My bedroom, NOW!" Vulva hissed.

Aw crap. I gave a Lisa a 'Save me!' look as we went by, but she just smiled.

Vulva made sure she stayed between Pet and the door, after the last fiasco she wasn't about to give him a chance to run off again. When she got to the bedroom he was behind the bed sulking already.

"Ohhh Pet, Vulva said, I have a little present for you!"

"Don't want it." I hissed.

"You haven't even SEEN it yet!" Vulva said in annoyance, she hated it when he was like this; he was acting like a little hatchling.

"I know what it is!" I hissed.

"What is it then?" Vulva said, hissing in amusement.

"Another mean nasty GAY harness!" I hissed petulantly.

"Well, not exactly." Vulva hissed.

"What do mean by 'not exactly'?" I asked.

"Come here and see." Vulva said.

"Don't wanna." I hissed.

"PET, HERE, NOW!" Vulva snarled, she was getting tired of this nonsense. Here was a terrible firedrake acting like a six year old who didn't want to try on some new clothes, and it was PISSING HER OFF!

I slunk over to My Mistress and crouched submissively. "Mistress, I whined, don't make me wear a harness anymore, it makes me look stupid, and everybody and everything laughs at me!"

"They do not." Vulva said.

"Yes they do! I said, I've heard the 'Gay harness' jokes! Carl tells them to me!"

"And he probably makes them up, too. Vulva hissed, but it's NOT a harness, it's nice, you'll like it."

"What IS it?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me, and sniffed at the box.

Vulva opened the box, and pulled out the contents. "It's a lovely collar!"

I made a break for it.

"PET! Vulva hissed, jumping between him and the door; legs spread and tail whipping, don't you even THINK about it!!"

DARN! I thought, and squeezed myself into the bathroom with a loud hiss. Then I stuck my head in the shower, hah, she'd never get it on me now!

"PET! Vulva hissed angrily, you come OUT of there, right NOW! Sssssss!"

I gave a hiss of resignation, that was her 'don't fuck with me or else' tone of hiss, and I knew I'd better clean up my act and behave, or else. And I knew what 'or else' was, so I reluctantly crawled out of the bathroom. I might be bigger the she was now, but she could still throw me through walls.

"You said it wasn't a harness!" I hissed in an accusatory tone.

"It's not Pet, it's a collar." Vulva said.

"Same thing!" I hissed.

"PET! IT'S NOT A..., OHHH, just LOOK at it, Vulva said, please my little jelly bean? I had it made just for you."

She held it out where I could see it, and determined to hate it I took a look. It was made out of some kind of a mesh of black metal of some kind, or maybe it was the woven hide of something, I couldn't really tell. It had hellgold medallions on it, with a center martingale plate that was large and inlaid in what looked like rubies. I recognized the design engraved in the martingale, it was My Mistress's seal, a pentagram with her own personal sigil in the center. The medallions had some sort of demonic runes on them. It was kind of nice, a least it didn't look like some sort of leather BDSM harness like you'd wear at the Blue Oyster Bar. My up close vision is lousy, since my eyes are so far apart and on the sides of my head I have a small blind spot in front of my snout, so I turned my head sideways and took a closer look.

"Do you like it?" Vulva asked.

"Well it IS kind of fancy, I admitted. Do I HAVE to wear it, Mistress?"

Vulva sighed, she was getting soft. "No Pet, I won't make you wear it if you don't want to. I just thought you'd like it, it says you belong to me, and has your name on it."

"Really?" I asked, I couldn't read the runes the way she was holding the collar.

"Yes, really, Vulva said, it also has Great Lord Ba'al's seal as well, which makes it even more impressive."

"Yeah, that would, Mistress." I hissed, looking at the collar as best I could.

She looked at it again, and put it back in the box, and I felt like shit. I mean, she'd had it made just for me, and yeah, it was a collar, but it was a really NICE collar. Demonkind are into body jewelry and piercing to some extent, just because we run around naked doesn't mean we don't like to wear something to 'dress up'. My Mistress has the most fantastic jewelry in the most fantastic places. I even had horn and tail bands My Mistress had given me, and a really cool earring in one ear Lydia had found somewhere, and My Mistress let me wear it. She sat the box down and hopped up on the bed, and fell over on her back with a tired sigh, partially spreading her wings to get more comfortable.

I got up and went to the box, sniffed at it, then stuck my head inside and picked up the collar. Then I walked over to the bed and rubbed my head against My Mistress's soft furry leg, and dropped the collar on her stomach. She sat up in surprise, holding the collar, and looked at me.

"Will you put it on, Mistress?" I hissed. I couldn't do it myself, my clawed paws were too clumsy, you had to use a spell to make it fit.

"Are you sure Pet? Vulva asked, I won't make you if you don't want to."

"Thank you Mistress, I said, but I want everyone to know who I belong to, and it IS nice. Now please hurry before I change my mind and run back into bathroom."

"Lift up your spines", Vulva said.

As Pet raised his fighting spines Vulva slipped the collar under one and through his wiry mane hair, around his neck, and clicked the latch. Then she invoked the spell, and the collar tightened comfortably around his neck. It couldn't be removed now by anyone but her; or Great Lord Ba'al, and would change its size to remain a snug fit now matter how big he got. She stepped back to take a look.

I turned my head trying to see it, but it was too close to my head and I could only get a blurry glimpse of it. I couldn't even really feel it, though I knew it was there. I could tell it had some sort of other spell woven into it too, in addition to the binding.

"Well, I hissed anxiously, now does it look Mistress?"

Vulva rubbed her lower jaw with a couple of fingers, turning her head from side to side. "Hmmm, uh-hmmm, hisssss, hmmmm."

"Well??" I hissed, fidgeting. I bet it looks stupid!

Vulva took Pet's large head in her hands and licked his snout, "You look very handsome Pet, it goes very nicely with your coloring and other jewelry. Everyone will be SO jealous."

"Really?" I asked, cheering up considerably.

"Have I ever lied to you?" Vulva said.

"No", I hissed, licking her muzzle, and she never has. "Thank you Mistress. I really like it. I love you."

"Pet." Vulva said.

"Yes Mistress?" I replied.

"I need a nice long massage." Vulva said, lying back down on the bed.

Happy days are here again, do-dah, do-dah! I thought as I lowered my head between My Mistresses legs and started licking her sex; crooning in delight, as I begin to give her the 'massage' she'd ordered me to. Do-dah, do-dah!

Lisa smiled as she listened to the sounds coming from the Mistress's bedroom. Her and Pet, what a pair! She signed, thinking about one of her own 'lovers', the plant like demon back in Mistress's old domain. She missed him so, but he had found a mate of his own kind awhile back and was still taming her as she'd been 'feral'. But he always had time for Lisa whenever she made trips to check things, and/or take care of business for the Mistress. And what he could do with his tentacles! She gave a shiver of pleasure just thinking about it. She missed Randy and her other friends as well. They had all been so nice to her when she first became a demoness herself, she could hardly believe she'd ever been human, it seemed like some weird dream now. She'd go to one of the bat caves after she got off from work, she'd had her eye on one hunky young vampire bat for awhile, and tonight she was bound and determined she was going to 'jump his bones'. Maybe she'd even see Lord Dracul and Mistress Varna, they dropped in for the 'night life' quite often as Mistress's new domain was making quite a name for itself, and Lord Dracul had permanent quarters here and rented several caves for the exclusive use of the bat demonkind. Every time she went to the bat caves the crowds were larger. She loved to join in a 'mating swarm' and the orgy that followed the incredibly graceful and erotic mass flight. She needed to make another trip back to the old domain though, to check up on the 'other' Varna who was trapped in the PC there, and update the breeding pits records. The PC Varna had made some sort of comment about a 'new way' to capture souls that she wanted more information about, but it had sounded deliciously sneaky. She had to admit being Mistress Vulva's full-time secretary & slave was, well, full-time. Not that the Mistress dumped everything on her, the Mistress had just been rather busy with other concerns lately. Such as a certain little dragon who tended to go missing fairly regularly, and had an outright gift for getting into trouble on a regular basis. She hissed in amusement, Pet, what a character! At least with him around it never was boring. Just having him make tea was an adventure.

Carl stood up and staggered around his office a few times, his leg looked much better, but was still sore and weak. Dragon fire, he shuddered, it made a flame thrower look like a zippo. Krissa helped him, letting him lean on her, and he gave her lovely snout an affectionate lick in appreciation. It was amazing to him that he'd actually finally found a life mate, he had been alone for so long. He had to admit it was his fault, he was a very selfishly self-oriented creature, but she didn't seem to give a damn. But he would change, for her. She herself was somewhat vain; as were all demoness's really, but she was so, so...perfect, as far as he was concerned. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, well, she was beautiful, of that he had no doubt. He had been enamored of her for a great many years, and while they had coupled many times their sexual relationship had just been as 'social friends', that is until fairly recently, thanks largely to a certain small dragon which Carl held in great esteem. He'd made something of a 'reputation' for himself recently, and Krissa had been attracted by his new found influence and power. But that attraction had quickly turned to genuine affection, and then as close to love as their kind could feel; and he returned the feeling. They were 'good' for each other. The fact they had become 'life mates' had been as big a surprise to him as it had been to her, it just seemed the 'natural' thing to do, and both accepted it. Carl found he was quite pleased with his choice of a life mate; the 'mating' had been rather spectacular, she'd fought him fang and claw until submitting and accepting his dominance. He gave her another affectionate lick as she helped him lie back down, and reaching up pulled her down on top of him and ground his snout against hers as he rolled over on top of her and pinned her, and she gave a loud hiss of delight as he made his intentions known, then squealed in pleasure as he mounted her. Yah, he was feeling MUCH better!

I tried to sneak past Lisa after My Mistress got tired of having me around and told me to 'get lost', perhaps not the best choice of words, but I knew what she meant. She had a domain to run, and frankly I could be a bit of a distraction. But Lisa caught me of course, when you weigh over 1000 pounds it's kind of hard to sneak, plus Hell Bats have incredibly sensitive ears and noses.

"Hi Pet, Lisa said, oooh, nice collar, can I see?

"Really?" I hissed, perking up. I lowered my head so she could look, and gave her a friendly lick. It was really too bad we weren't sexually compatible, she was one pretty bat. I'm not much of a 'tit' demon, but her full firm breasts with their large nipples and aureoles with a covering of soft downy fur looked good enough to eat, figuratively.

"It's lovely! Lisa said, and are those rubies? Let's see, what do these runes say? Hmm, 'Pet, Property of Vulva', and Great Lord Ba'al's seal is here too! Nice! You think the Mistress would give me one too?"

"Weellll, I don't know, I preened, I'm pretty special, you know. But I'll mention it to her. You'd look better in one then I do anyway."

"Oh, not really, Lisa said, it really matches your scales and spines, and the workmanship is exquisite. She must have paid a fortune for it."

"Really?" I said, I hadn't really thought about how much it cost.

"Oh, no doubt about it, Lisa said, that's the hallmark of Gigzax, he's one of the best Hellgold smith's in Hell, his jewelry brings top value. He only takes commissions from the most powerful demonkind, and they usually have to wait for years."

That made me feel a lot better about my new collar, and a little ashamed at myself for being such a big crybaby about the whole thing. Hell has a really weird 'monetary' system; it's based more on barter and favors/obligations, more than money of any kind. Metal only has value here based on what it's used for and/or made into. There is no 'currency'. In Hell you CAN take it with you, it's just not worth anything when you get here. We love the look on a newly arrived souls face when they realize all their gold & money is worthless. It's priceless. My Mistress trades Imps for what she needs, Master Vulkreb's domain makes furniture and stuff, Mistress Varna's makes torture devices, etc. It's a pain to keep track of it all, but it works. And My Mistress had 'spent' a fortune on a gift for me, and I was just a slave. It was humbling. It made what I was about to do make me feel even worse, but I'd made a promise. But now I had some rounds to make. So I told Lisa I'd see her later, and headed out. I had plans to make, demonkind to bribe and/or threaten, or just beg to.

"Ach, so! Carl said, what you propose, meine kleine Eidechse, is somewhat, um, was ist das Wort? Conniving, yes, that's it! Sounds like fun too. OK, count me in. What do I haf to do?"

"I don't know my love", Vulkna said as she rubbed her tail against mine; it was her regular monthly visit, and we'd just spent several very pleasurable hours mating. I couldn't sire any more clutches with her; it was a onetime deal, but she didn't care, and neither did I. "I mean, I sympathize with the poor thing, but it will really piss off Mistress Vulva, and maybe even other powerful demonkind. Letting loose such a fell beast could have consequences across all of Hell, she would be a new power to be reckoned with and could upset the order of things. But yes, I'll help, and spread the word to the other drakes. She is one of us after all."

"Pet! Lisa hissed, are you crazy! You'll get us all in BIG trouble! You know how the Mistress feels about this! Just mention it and she goes ballistic. Remember what she did to you last time you tried to talk to her about it? You walked funny for a week! Oh, don't look at me like that! Damn it to Dis, you sneaky little thing, very well, I'll do my bit. But if you find a good hiding place, take me with you! Promise?"

I gave Lydia's muzzle a loving lick, and we rubbed snouts. I had been visiting her as often as possible, even more since the eggs would be hatching fairly soon. She hissed affectionately, and nibbled at my mane, she knows I like that.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Pet?" Lydia asked; her voice full of worry.

"I promised, I said, she's not really bad, just lonely. She's been trapped in that little cavern for over 3000 years; she can't even fly in it! I know what lonely is Lydia, until I found you and the Mistress it's all I ever knew, it's a torment worthy of the worst Hell has to offer. You should have heard how she sounded when she realized I was leaving. I can't leave her there."

"Well, Mistress Vulva will not be happy about it." Lydia said, worried.

"I know, that's the hardest thing about this, I replied, I know it will make her really mad at me, maybe even think I betrayed her. But I have to, I promised."

"You know, most demons would just say 'who cares', and forget about Draxa without a second thought." Lydia said.

"I'm not most demons", I said with a hiss.

"I know, and it's one reason I love you so much, because you're NOT like most demons, Lydia replied, you haven't forgotten what compassion is."

"Neither have you." I hissed, and gently licked her snout.

"I hope we don't forget, Lydia said, but things are so different for us now. Most demonkind are hundreds, or thousands, of years old. What will be like then?"

"I hope we're around long enough to find out, but I'll always love you, no matter what." I said, rubbing my tail against the base of her tail. "And they're not all as heartless as you think."

I knew why she was worried though, I knew I was much...harder now then when I'd been human. I've done things that would have made me faint in horror before, truly horrible and evil things. Being what we were now; demonic animals, gives us an entirely different perspective on life in general. Demonkind are by their very nature ruthless and cruel, at least to the souls and humans unfortunate enough to be here in the flesh, but we treat one another much differently than we do the damned. But it's still much more harsh and heartless then the usual human relationships. But still, for all of that we can; and do, love. But compared to most demonkind I'm a wuss.

Lydia rubbed his snout, and hissed in pleasure as she felt his tail caress hers, then it moved to her hindquarters. "What, again?" She hissed in amusement, and growing arousal.

"Yes, please!" I hissed back, nibbling at her neck, my tail rubbing up and down hers, so sleek, so beautiful.

Lydia gave a pleased hiss of her own, and nibbled and rubbed against his neck as he did the same. No matter how many times they had mated it was still so wonderful, it never got routine or repetitive. As she crouched he circled behind her, nibbling and rubbing her side and tail, and she quivered in anticipation from the erotic caresses as she lifted her tail, and then bellowed in pleasure as he mounted her, his hardness sliding deep into her eager ready sex. And as always the pleasure her gave her was fantastic, and she knew from his sounds she was pleasuring him just as much. She hissed and moaned as he thrust into her, and as they neared release he gently bit the back of her neck to pin her as her reactions got stronger in response to her building ecstasy as he serviced her.

I nibbled and licked Lydia, rubbing my snout down the side of her body, her scent and taste making my arousal increase every second. I wanted her, needed her, my mate. To me she was everything, and if the fates were kind I'd spend my entire existence by her side. I had many lovers; had mated with more females then I could remember, but next to My Mistress she was my greatest love, my life mate. When she lifted her tail I sucked her scent into my nostrils, my eyes glowing brighter. She was ready for me; her sex wet and swollen, and I would not disappoint her.

With a deep grunt I mounted her, hooking her leg and tail out of the way, and I moaned as I slid into her hot slick sex, her body temperature hot enough to melt lead. I extended my nether tongue and began to thrust with a strong steady rhythm, hissing in pleasure as we mated. We had already mated a few times since I'd started this visit, so I was able to take her slower and more gently, dragging it out for both of us. When she began to buck and writhe more than usual I lowered my head and bit the back of her neck; which to drakes is very erotic as it lets the female know her mate wishes to consummate their joining no matter what, which may sound like rape to a human, but to drakes is a sign of love. With drakes; at least when they take a life mate, a male has to earn the right to mate with the female by chasing and subduing her. It's brutal, feral, bestial, and wonderful. A female loves a strong male who is willing to fight her; and/or for her, to earn her 'favor'. She may not 'like' him personally, but she does love him with all her demonic heart. When she takes a life mate she knows he'll always be there for her, and will sire strong young.

As we neared release I snarled through my fangs, and she gave a deep hiss of pleasure, and as we orgasmed we both threw our heads up and roared in ecstasy, her body shuddering as my molten seed poured into her. I waited for awhile, and then slowly dismounted, and we lay together as the 'mating puddle' cooled off. When fire drakes mate their body temperature goes up, and a puddle of melted slagged rock and glass is formed under them. We liked to use the same spot, and the molten rock felt lovely to our bodies as we 'cooled' off. If you see a spot like that you know two drakes had been at it hot and heavy.

After I returned to the domain I slowly put my 'plan' into action. We had to be very careful, the Mistress is one sharp demoness; nothing much gets past her. Not that we usually try to deceive her, it's not, um, recommended. But I don't need too, I love her, so why would I? I must admit I get in trouble all the time, but it's usually not something I've planned in advance, it just happens, I have shit for luck. But swiping a case of urinal cakes; or sneaking off to a bar with Carl were one thing, what I was planning was something entirely different. And demonskind are notorious gossips, so I knew the longer it took to organize it; and more demonkind who got involved, the more likely she would find out. For us ratting out someone is considered an admirable thing to do, not a rotten one. Like I've said, our morals are pretty much fucked up. Fortunately since most of the main 'co-conspirators' were fellow fire drakes it wasn't as bad as it could have been, we're notoriously close-snouted, except with one another. We figure what we blab to one another is no none drakes business. Basically I put out the word, 'fire drakes needed to rescue other fire drake", that's all it took. Then one day I got a surprise visitor, and things changed again.

I was messing around in one of the lava caves; with a fire salamander as usual, when a fire lizard hopped up on a nearby rock, and hissed at me.

"Hey Pet, Sssss, he said, there'sss a dragon at the portal who wantsss to ssee you, sayss it'sss important. Better go, he'sss a big one."

"Thanks Tic", I hissed, and gave the fire salamander an affectionate lick. Good thing we'd already mated, four times, or I'd have probably have just let the dragon wait. Turns out that wouldn't have been a good idea. Some demonkind you can let wait, they expect it, others, well, like I said, not a good idea.

I trotted through the domain towards the main entrance portal, trying to whistle. I can't do it anymore, not since I'd become a demon, but I kept trying anyway. I sounded like a broken tea kettle. As I passed 'Checkpoint Charlie' I waved at the Imps on guard, and then turned and walked around the corner, and stopped. I didn't remember there being a 'corner' there, the route to the checkpoint was pretty straight and open. Then I realized the large wall of 'rock' I'd gone around was alive, it was a dragon! I backed up rapidly, almost falling over backwards. Except for Draxa this was the biggest dragon I'd seen, and I felt relief as I recognized him. He wasn't as big as she was, but was pretty damn close.

"Hi Vulk, I hissed, startled me there big guy! Hissssss!" Then I backed up further when he leaned over and hissed in my face. When I'd first met him he was about ten times my size, now he was about nine since my last growth spurt, but that wasn't saying much. He was still freaken huge!

"What, he hissed, is the name of the trapped dragoness??"

"Um, er, Draxa, hisssss." I hissed nervously.

He sat back down on his rear with a stricken look on his snout. "No, it can't be!" He moaned.

"Vulk, I hissed, what's wrong?"

"It can't be, he hissed again, not after so long! I, I thought she was destroyed with the others!"

"You KNEW her?" I asked incuriously, I didn't think he was THAT old!

"She was my life mate; we had just been on our mating flight when the great battle came. I issued forth with the others to do battle, and she and some others remained to guard the domain. When we returned the domain had been attacked and much destroyed, and they were evacuating. It was thought she and the other drakes were destroyed in the cave-in. The Great Lord Batrix entered the domain with a hundred of the best warriors to make sure the great door remained sealed, and they were never seen again. But she's been there all this time...alone. All this time."

"We're going to get her out, other drakes are coming to help me, I said, she won't be alone for much longer."

Vulk didn't seem to hear me. "I didn't believe it, I tried for days to dig down to the drake chambers. I tore my paws down to the bone, but kept digging. But I never heard a sound, nothing, but I finally gave up after the longest time, long after the others helping me had left. But she was there, waiting for me, and I abandoned her. All that time, alone, because I failed." He lifted his head and gave a wail of anguish that made me want to cry.

I reached out and touched a huge leg, "She still needs you, I said, for my plan to work we need every drake we can get. You're the biggest, and the oldest, they all respect you much more than me, the runt. Go and get them, bring them to the first large canyon to the east of the domain in two days. I have promises from ten drakes, but we need more. You can still set her free, she still needs you."

Vulk gave a sad smile, "Runt? I think not, stature is measured in many more ways than just size my little friend. A runt? No. I will return in two days time with every drake I can find, and if they know what's good for them they will come. And thank you, for giving us both a second chance."

As I watched; and shielded my snout, Vulk took flight with a huge blast of wind and sand. And when the little sandstorm he had kicked up settled he was already a rapidly dwindling dot. I watched until he disappeared, then went back into the domain.

The next two days went by pretty fast, since most of the 'arrangements' had been made it was mostly waiting, which can be the hardest of all. We were all jumpy, fearing Mistress Vulva would find out at any time, and every time she said something we jumped. And of course she picked up on our nervousness; she hadn't gotten to be as powerful as she was in Hell by not noticing such things. I did my best to act like nothing was going on, but I suck at deception. I knew that she knew that I knew she suspected something too, which made it harder.

Vulva did suspect something was going on, she could smell it, sense it. The thing that really bothered her most was everybody was acting so 'nonchalant' and 'innocent'. She knew them better than that, especially Pet. What was he up to now? And if he wasn't behind it he was definitely involved. He'd been avoiding her, and giving her that 'who, me?' look lately. He'd better not be raiding the cleaning supplies again, the last time he got a hold of a drum of industrial strength cleaning ammonia he was blasted for a week and thought he was someone named 'Ralph the Wonder Lizard'. Maybe there was a takeover in the works, but she had NO idea who could be behind something like that, and knew Pet and most of her other slaves would have nothing to do with such a plot, and would in fact report it to her like good little informers. No, it wasn't a takeover, but he was definitely up to something. She knew him too well. She also knew he'd never tell her what it was unless she actually guessed, and on one else had mentioned anything either. How many were in on this anyway? OH, it had better NOT be a surprise party, she HATED those! She didn't know her 'birthday' anyway, that was a mortal thing, there were no 'dates' in Hell, no 'night' or 'day'. Still, demonkind did throw parties for one another just for the Hell of it, and it was a good excuse to have an orgy. Well, she'd be keeping an eye on the little sneak for awhile.

The dawn of the big day came, and I was worried. My Mistress was watching me like a carrion crow, every time I turned around there she was. I'd swear she was following me around. And I had to be at the canyon in a few hours! Finally two things worked to help me sneak away. The first came from Carl; whatever you can say about him he keeps his promises, when he showed up in the office and asked to see the Mistress. I was lying on my now too small asbestos blanket; but I flat out refuse to give it up, it's mine! Besides, it was the first thing My Mistress ever gave me, so it has sentimental value. Carl asked Lisa to announce him, and she called the Mistress. I just watched while they talked.

"Well, Carl, Vulva said, what do you want?"

"Mistress, Carl said, I have been assembling supplies and equipment for our first foray into the abandoned domain. The scouts have made a few trips, but basically confirmed what we already know. It is extensive, and will take some time to explore fully. Plus areas are unstable, and dangerous, and there are a few nests of Hell roaches and other vermin to clear out. Pet has been as deeply into the domain as anybody else, and I would like to ask him some questions, if that is permissible?"

"Certainly, Vulva said, he'd not doing anything right now. You can have him after I have a little alone time with him."

"Ah, ausgezeichnet, danke Mistress. Can I have him for a while, say in three hours time? At my office, I have some preliminary maps I want him to look at. He has such a good memory for directions."

"Yes Carl, Vulva said, we'll be through by then. If not, just wait, he'll be along eventually. Pet; my bedroom, NOW!"

"Yes Mistress!" I hissed as I followed, and voiced a silent 'thank you!' at Carl, who just smiled conspiratorially.

"Yes Mistress?" I asked, as I entered the bedroom.

"Come here", Vulva hissed.

I went to the bed where she was sitting down, and rubbed my head against her legs. So soft, so warm, her scent so nice. She rubbed my brow ridges and the base of my horns and I crooned in delight.

"I need a massage Pet, a nice long one." Vulva hissed softly as she ran her claws through his mane. It had been a long 'day'.

"Yes, My Mistress. I hear and obey, oh malevolent one!" I hissed, oh boy, I had my orders! Do-dah! Do-dah!

I nudged her legs with my snout, licking her thighs, and with a soft hiss she spread her legs for me. My eyes closed in bliss I pushed my snout between her legs and licked her mound, her taste sweet and spicy, her scent of burnt cinnamon heady and rich. It has an effect on me I can only describe as almost drug like, and arouses me to an intensity that is unbearable, no other females scent has quite the same effect on me. After all, she is an old and powerful demoness of lust and carnal pleasure, NO male can resist her, she was created to enslave males of any species, demonic or mortal, and she does it through agonizing sexual pleasure. She transforms virgins into demonkind by giving them the ultimate in sexual pain and pleasure, making them beg her to take their bodies and souls. I know, I was one of those virgins, and I wouldn't have had it any other way. And all her demonic 'children' love her.

One of my 'duties' is sexually pleasuring My Mistress, but I see it as a reward of the highest order. I am her familiar, and we are joined in a way I can't really describe, so I feel some of what she feels, and she also feels some of what I feel, so we know how to give one another the maximum pleasure possible. She can even have us 'trade places' with one another, let me literally look through her eyes and feel what she's feeling, and she can do the same and feel what I feel, it's like swapping bodies. I've actually experienced what it's like to have sex as a female, and she knows what it's like to have sex as a fire dragon. She doesn't do that very much though as frankly I can't take it, it blows my little mind. I just can't handle the level and kind of passion and pleasure a demi-sex demoness can. It overloads my circuits and I go really loopy for awhile. Not that I don't like it, I do, it's just TOO much of a good thing. But when she does it, ohh boy!

I gently licked her sex for awhile, running my forked tongue over her slick wet labial lips, wrapping the tips around her clitoris and squeezing, my tongue prehensile and muscular like most demonkind's. When I sensed she was ready I pushed my tongue into her hot wet depths, caressing and licking her vaginal muscles while she held my horns and hissed and moaned in pleasure. Oh, how I love to pleasure My Mistress! And she gives me so much pleasure too.

"Errrrrr, ugggh!" Vulva gasped, of all her lovers he was one of the best when it came to tongue sex, he went so slowly, bringing her to increased levels of arousal in stages, working his way in, then back out. He would tongue fuck her for hours if she let him; sometimes never letting her cum, but sometimes he did. "Ugghhh, Ssssss, ah-ahhhh!" The more she would beg him to let her cum, the longer he took. He was so cruel sometimes, she loved it!

When she let go of my head and slowly lay down I knew what that meant, and I slowly worked my tongue out of her sex and up her belly to her breasts, coiling it around one firm breast and tweaking her hard rubbery nipple with the tips. I used my paws to knead and fondle her breasts, being careful of my claws. Honestly; being a reptile, I'm not that great a 'tits demon', but they were very nice, and I knew she liked it which was enough for me, so I licked and fondled them while the scent of her arousal grew stronger and stronger, my own lust reaching its peak as she moaned and hissed in pleasure. Now I couldn't have stopped if I wanted to, the beast was in charge. Even if she told me to stop I wouldn't be able to, but I knew she'd never be that cruel, she never leaves me wanting, it would go against what she is. When she suddenly gave a deep moan I knew she was ready for me, and with a hiss of lust I rose up and straddled her, positioning myself to mount her, the head of my penis brushing and pushing against the lips of her swollen dripping vagina, my whole body trembling as I gave a deep guttural snarl of anticipation. The sight of her spread waiting sex was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, no matter how many times I've seen it.

Vulva moaned contentedly, and then gave a hiss of pleasure as she fell back over on the bed and got comfortable. Pets tongue slid out of her sex and moved up her torso to her breasts and he went to work there, and she smiled, eyes closed. His thick wet tongue felt wonderful on her breasts and rigid nipples.

"Yesss Pet, that's nice! Ugggh, she hissed, yessss!"

I paused, and lowering my head gave her muzzle a gentle lick, and she smiled, and then with a snarl I mounted her, and she gasped and spread her legs even more. She was so tight, I really had to thrust hard to hilt, and she clawed at me hissing loudly in pleasure, and then drummed her legs against my sides as I fucked her. At one time she could wrap her legs around me, but not anymore. I'm almost twice as big as she is now, I realized. My Mistress was large; most demonkind are, but I used to be smaller, but hadn't been for some time. And I don't mean fat; she was lithe and voluptuous, every inch a demoness of carnal pleasure, and every male's wet dream. I licked her muzzle and nibbled at her fur as I moved inside of her, hissing and grunting in extreme pleasure. I snaked the tip of my nether tongue out from inside of her sex and wrapped it around her clitoris, squeezing gently, and she arched and growled in lust, and I sped up my thrust until she was bucking frantically, pinned by my weight.

"PET, urrggghhh, Sssss, yes, yessss, Pet, UGGGHHH!!" Vulva gasped, ohhh, what he was doing to her!! She needed this so badly, needed his love, not just the sex. She had come to depend on that, no one else made her feel like this. Other male's mostly just fucked her; which she enjoyed immensely, but he made LOVE to her, big difference, and she returned it. She'd never had a lover like him before. At first he'd been nothing but a slave, and still was, but had also become so much more. She had made him, and trained him to be sex slave, and he had truly excelled in it in a way that had made her proud of him.

I gently grasped her shoulders when I felt us reach the point of imminent release, and bellowed as I orgasmed, and she shrieked and held my arms tightly as she heaved under my weight, by Dis she was strong! I kept thrusting as we orgasmed until her mouth was open in a silent wail of ecstasy; breath hissing out, her claws digging into my tough scales, then slowed down and stopped. Then; after several minutes, I started thrusting again, and she snapped her jaws and moaned, arching under me trying to take me in even deeper, and I thrust harder and faster.

"Pet, uh, uhhh, oohhhhaaaaa!! Ugh, yes, yesssss, Ssss, Pet, oh, ohh, it...!!!

Two hours later I was gently biting her neck as she braced herself while I thrust into her; taking her from behind, which was both of our favorite positions for really heavy duty coupling. I can really hump her then, as hard and fast as she wants, or slow and easy. It was slow and easy now as we were both almost spent, and this was my favorite time as I can fuck as a more intelligent being since the worst of my lust had been satisfied, the beast under control. Then we both shuddered deliciously as long slow powerful orgasms rolled over us, My Mistress hissing softly while I crooned my love for her, licking her ears and the back of her neck. After our pleasure faded I pulled out, and she rolled over and I performed my last sexual service by licking her sex clean of our sexual juices. I know, gross, but the animal I am loves it, it's a treat for something like me. I'd do it even if she didn't want me too, as long as she'll let me. Then she dozed off; she likes to nap when I get through giving her one of my 'massages', I really wear her out. But I usually curl up with her, so she opened her eyes when I started to leave, and said,

"Pet, just where do you think you're going?? Hmmm, hisss?"

"I thought you wanted me to go to Carl's map meeting thing, or whatever." I hissed.

"Oh yes, Vulva said, well, hurry back Pet. I'll probably want another massage when I wake up."

"Yes Mistress, I won't be long!" I hissed, and took off. Thanks to Carl I had a good excuse to disappear for awhile, and I figured I had a couple of hours before she got suspicious, or maybe more if she conked out for awhile. I'd done my best to fuck her brains out, so hopefully she'd have a good long nap, I knew I was worn out.

I stopped by Carl's office on the way to say thanks. He hissed, and said,

"Oh, think nothing of it! It sounds like a fun thing, and I was getting bored anyway. Oh, and I am coming with you, I wouldn't miss this for anything!"

So Carl; and Krissa, came with me, and soon the word got out and a large crowd of demonkind; and a few braver Imps, were following me. Jeeez, I thought, does EVERYbody know about this but the Mistress?? So much for keeping a secret!

Lisa stuck her head in the door to Mistress's bedroom, and Vulva was sound asleep. Good, she could sneak out now. She put a sign on her desk that said, "DO NOT DISTURB, OR ELSE!" and left, joining other demonkind, and they merged with the growing throng heading for the main portals.

Several other 'local' drakes joined me as I exited, and more were already waiting. With roars we took wing, and headed for the rendezvous with the other drakes. We were joined by a flock of Hell Bats and other winged demonkind coming along for the big event. The grounded ones climbed nearby hills and cliff faces for better views. Soon the domain was virtually empty except for a few guards, Carl made SURE they knew better then to leave their posts. But promised an extra day off later.

Seven other drakes; of varying sizes, followed me and when we reached the canyon Vulkna was there with another forty, which gave us a total of about fifty. We hoped it was enough. We took flight; the thunder of wings filling the sky, scaring the crap out of the local 'wildlife' in the process; one drake was bad enough, but a whole flock?? We formed up into several large 'V's', and headed for the dormant volcano Draxa was trapped inside of.

As we neared one of the other drakes roared for my attention, and turning my head I saw another; much larger, flight of drakes approaching in the distance, a huge one leading the swarm. Vulk had come; as promised, and it looked like he'd brought every drake in Hell! We gave welcoming roars, and the newcomers answered. The local wildlife crawled deeper into their holes, and a few caught in the open dropped dead of fright. Drakes filled the skies, and more were arriving every minute in ones and small flights.

We mingled over the volcano, in what looked like an aimless uncoordinated swarm, but in reality we were getting organized. We began to break off in flights of ten, based mainly on size. We all knew what to do; it had been explained in advance. The smaller drakes would start; each following flight progressively larger.

The first flight of younger drakes dove, and circling the volcano all breathed their fire plumes at the same time, coordinating the strikes. The caldera of the volcano exploded in the fire of Hell, molten rock splashing. As they exhausted their fire they peeled away, only to be replaced by the next flight, and so on. The caldera began to seethe and churn as the constant streams of intensely superheated blasts poured into it in an unceasing stream. The volcano was mainly red granite with large amounts of Helliron and Hellgold mixed in, and one drake by itself would have little impact, but the intense and constant concentrated power of hundreds began to have an effect. As each flight left it flew to nearby brimstone and sulfur deposits to replenish their supply, and would soon return for another pass.

The demonkind on the ground watched the awesome sight in silence; except for hisses, snarls, or other sounds of wonder. Hundreds of drakes circled the top of the volcano in perfect formation, huge swarms of other winged demonkind flitting around the borders, the top of the volcano glowing and boiling under the constant assault. Never had so many drakes been seen in one place at the same time, it was the beginning of a legend. The little drake had called, and they had come to set the greatest drake of all free.

Draxa lifted her head with a snort. She had been dozing, but it hadn't been her imagination! A faint rumble came, then another, stronger and louder. A few rocks fell from the ceiling, and the lava pool begin to churn even more, growing hotter. She looked at the ceiling, something was happening!

My flight dove, and I added my own fire plume to the multiple blasts, hot lava exploding into the air, the volcano trembling. We circled until our blasts were exhausted, and then dove away as the next flight took over. It was slow, but it was working!! At this rate we would be able to clear the volcano's old main vent and Draxa would be able to fly out, free!

For hours we dove and blasted, but something was wrong! We should have broken through by now! Lava flows were running down the sides of the volcano, and the top was noticeably shorter now, but the vent remained plugged. I was getting tired, and some younger drakes had already landed and collapsed from exhaustion. The effort was slowly dying down. NO, I thought, we're so close!! If we fail the molten rock would harden into an even denser plug, this was our only chance!!

Draxa had moved into the main caldera chamber, and to her growing amazement; and hope, the huge plug of pure helliron blocking the vent was actually glowing!! But it didn't melt; the tons of pure metal were resisting whatever was attacking it. The main lava pool was a seething maelstrom, but even its additional heat wasn't enough. With a hiss she dove onto the churning lava.

Vulk had been circling high above, watching anxiously. The little drakes plan had seemed to be working, at least at first. But the effort was dying down, more and more drakes, spent and exhausted, were falling away. NO, he thought, not after so long! He had failed his love once, but not again!! So far he had not added his own fire plume to the effort, saving it for last. And it was time, now or never. He closed his eyes for a second, and then flew to a higher altitude, and folding his wings stood on his head and plummeted towards the raging volcano, roaring to let the others know to get out of his way. As he passed through them the drakes scattered, roaring in surprise. Opening his mouth he released his fire plume, the concentrated power hitting the vent in the exact center, causing an immense explosion of liquid rock, exposing the plug of Helliron. As he got nearer it at last begin to melt, but still remained in place. He kept going, his wings folded against his body, he would NOT fail her again.

Draxa reared up out of the lava pool; her body almost as hot as the lava, glowing with the fires of Hell, as she looked at the Helliron plug, and suddenly it began to glow even brighter, drops dripping from it, then rivulets, but still it refused to yield. With a screech she reared back, and darting her head forward played her own fire plume over the plug, and large chunks began to fall away as it softened even more.

I hovered and watched in horror as Vulk plunged into the Volcano with a roar and disappeared from sight. By Dis, he was tough, but how could he survive such an impact from such a height!! He'd be splattered like a bug and dissipated! For a minute nothing happened after he disappeared, but then the volcano blew its top, literally, erupting as huge boulders and molten rock was blasted thousands of feet into the air, scattering panicking drakes and other winged demonkind as they dodged the deadly projectiles. With a shriek I dodged a hunk of molten Helliron bigger then I was, and headed for the hills as fast as I could flap my wings, the air full of frantic demonkind wheeling and dodging.

Vulva woke up as the whole domain suddenly shuddered, a low rumble echoing through the tunnels and chambers. PET, what the FUCK! Vulva thought. She contacted him via their mind link.

'PET, where the HELL are you, and WHAT are you doing!?!' She looked through his eyes and saw confused mayhem, flaming debris, twisting dodging demonkind; he was evidently airborne, and was all over the sky as he dodged and swooped.

'Not now Mistress, I answered, busy! Erupting volcano!'

'PET, WHAT erupting volcano?!' Vulva asking, getting a mindless panicked response this time.

With an angry hiss she jumped up and ran into the other office. "LISA!" Vulva called, then saw the sign on the desk. She ran out into the tunnel, her hooves clopping hollowly. Except for the loud rumbling; and shaking floor, everything was quiet. Where the HELL was everybody?? She only saw a few Imps, crouching in terror. "CARL?!??" she bellowed. Ohhhh, she'd KNOWN something was going on! They were SO dead! The floor shook again, and she almost fell. "PET!!!" Vulva screeched, what the HELL have you done now!?!

Holy crapola, I thought, as I dove through the increasing barrage of boulders and molten rock. I hadn't expected THIS to happen!! But I was near the edge of the worst of the flying debris, and turned my head to watch what was going on. I landed to help another drake that had been hit by a large glob of molten rock, and was shocked to see my own wings had holes in them from not-quite near misses. The worst of the eruption seemed to be over, and the crater looked pretty calm for now. I landed on a small outcrop next to a couple of other drakes, and we looked at one another with rather worried looks on our snouts. What had we done!? Then I dug in my claws with a hiss of surprise as the ground began to shake, and then the volcano erupted again, even worse the before! Shrieking, we took flight again and scattered.

The large crowd of fleeing, panicking, demonkind turned and watched the new eruption; and as they did a huge fireball climbed into the air and they could dimly see two figures in the center. They twined close together, climbing higher and glowing brighter and brighter until they became incandescent, merging in the glow, and for the first time a sun burned in the skies of Hell. Then the sun fell back into the volcano like a meteor, and it exploded yet again, huge bursts of molten rock climbing thousands of feet into the air along with huge boulders, and flows of molten lava poured from the shattered rims of the crater.

Vulva fell on her butt and skidded across the floor of the tunnel; grabbing onto a terrified Imp, as the floor heaved under them. When things calmed down she got to her hooves again and ran outside, and the whole sky was full of falling ash and debris, and in the distance a new volcano was violently erupting. A horde of panicking demonkind streamed past her and back into the shelter of the domain, both on foot and by wing. The air was full of drakes and other winged demonkind, frantically dodging falling debris, many landing and running past her in utter panic, others crash landing as they were hit by falling debris. Screeches, roars, and other sounds filled the air, the roaring of the huge volcano almost drowning them out.

Vulva tried to bring some order to the panicking mob, but when a large boulder squashed an Imp flat all semblance of order collapsed, even the guards abandoned their posts and ran for the portal. About all she could do was managing to keep anyone from closing the portal entirely, making sure everyone and everything got inside. Once everyone was inside; except for a few stragglers, she stood in the door and watched the raging sky. Pet, where are you?? She thought. Every time she tried to contact him she received an impression of sheer panic and got a disjointed vision of wheeling and burning skies, smoke and lava. Then she was too busy trying to restore order to the domain. Some lesser demonkind and Imps were using the opportunity to loot and a riot was starting, and she had to put a stop to that nonsense before it got out of hand.

I took flight again with the other dragons, and we climbed for altitude to try and get above the debris. When it was safe we joined a large flight of slowly circling drakes and other winged demonkind riding the hot updrafts from the raging volcano, watching in awe as the eruptions slowly began to subside; they would last for weeks, but the worst were soon over. Fortunately the volcano was on the other side of a ridge of mountains from the domain, so most of the damage was fairly limited and the lava flows were directed in the other direction into the desert. Only some sand worms were inconvenienced, but no one gave a damn about them.

After a few hours I got worried about Lydia, she had of course stayed with the eggs, so I dropped out of the formation and flew as fast as I could to our den. I was greatly relieved when I saw the volcano our den was in was still mostly dormant, though it was smoking a little more the usual. The major eruption had set several other smaller volcanoes in the vicinity, buts ours wasn't effect much. Lydia was in the mouth of the den watching the spectacle, and when I landed next to her she gave a happy hiss, and we licked and bumped our snouts. Then we settled down to watch, and had ringside seats from our elevation, Lydia licking my torn and battered wings, hissing in concern. Other drakes and winged demonkind joined us; forming a small crowd, perching on rocks and crags to watch the spectacle.

"Pet, what have we done?" Lydia asked, her eyes reflecting the glowing volcano on the horizon.

"I have NO idea, I said, none of us expected anything like this!"

"Mistress will be pissed." Lydia said.

And how, I thought, but didn't say anything, just kept watching. I'd go back to the domain in, oh, about a hundred years. Maybe she'd have cooled off a little by then. But I doubted it. I was SO in trouble. But it wasn't my fault!

The End

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