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Dawn and Derek had been meaning to get together for a Girl's Night Out for the longest while, but with how busy life had been getting for the two of them, they rarely found enough time to set apart to go out and hang out. But as business began slowing down for the two of them they eventually decided on a night to go to the local strip club, the two females both excited to flirt with some strangers as well as to have some fun with each other along the way. After all, what was better than a bit of lesbian fun? The club was buzzing with life, the lights flashing and music booming, tails and muzzles rubbing against each other as the faces of many creatures lustfully grinded against one another. It was an arousing sight to behold, the anthro strippers on poles, hanging upside down with cash stuffed in their bras from the audience.

Derek remembered how Dawn had danced here before on perhaps this same pole, blushing at the thought as she nudged the black dragoness's side playfully before flicking her tail and leading them both to one of the back rooms down the hall. She mentioned how she'd sometimes have fun with a male who'd watch her perform, finding it both interesting and undeniably arousing to be following in those same pawsteps, the excitement of what was about to unfold causing her to bite her lip. Derek gazed over the beige dragoness's body, admiring the blue markings, that slender form slinking to the door before using her tail to hold it open.

Once the two had entered, she promptly closed it, the rosy red and purple LED lights on the walls casting a sexual tone across the room. The symbol of the company running the club hung on the side of the room, the same colored lights in the shape of a dragon's head: two horns and 'blinking' eyes glaring down at them. A large bed was laid out in the center, Derek's eyes widening as she pulled her ears back, huffing. Dawn blinked at her knowingly, glancing at the bed, "Well? You didn't think I'd bring you hear just to dance, did you?~"

The slightly smaller dragoness nodded, taking a needy step towards the mattress, her own scent already wafting in the air from the build-up she'd been holding back all day until now in preparation for this moment. She climbed up onto the silky red sheets, shifting onto her back with her head propped up on a white pillow, blushing deeply as she splayed her wings beside her and watched Dawn approach.

She swayed her hips, tail flicking back and forth, that teasing and yet predatory look in her eyes causing the wave of bliss to wash over Derek once more, centering on the flower petals between her hinds. The other dragoness took quick notice of this, gazing at the shy dragon's vent, leaning forward to give it a deep sniff and then a loooooong lick. Derek exhaled sharply, the wet and flexible appendage pressing between those lips, spreading them so softly and tenderly, lapping up her arousal in the process. It took all her might not to close her hips around the beautiful ness's snout to hold her there, her forepaws gripping the sheets below her as she stared up at the chandelier above them.

But just as Dawn had finished tasting her, climbing on top and taking a deep breath, she began to feel like she was swaying. She felt her body laying still below her, but Dawn... She blinked, seemingly caught off guard by something, pressing her body down on Derek's, her slit grinding against theirs. As all this happened though, despite how hot it was, they began to feel weaker, their minds lulling into something more than just a lustful state. She could feel her head spinning, like the world was shifting before her, leaning up and gasping, "D- Dawn... did you... do something?"

"I... I don't think so... What's..."

But just then as the two of them collapsed onto one another, the haunting sound of a key turning reached their ears followed by a deep chuckle soon after. Dawn glanced over her shoulder, the simple act taking all her strength, fear rising in her head as a few shadowy figures emerged, bringing with them two large metal cages. Once she realized what was going on though it was too late, the exposed and horny dragons fading off as the paws of the strangers grabbed them and took them away.

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When the world around her swirled back in a haze, eyes peering open, there was only darkness. It was so deep, so cold, her ears ringing as her breath was caught in her throat. She groaned softly, biting her lip, blinking as she tried to get to her feet. She couldn't remember anything that happened, just a faint blur in her mind as her fear began to rise in the dark room. As her eyes adjusted, she slowly came to make out the stone walls surrounding her, attempting to shake her head only to yelp suddenly as a tight ring of leather closed around her snout. She found it hard to focus on anything, especially as the feeling in her body returned, the cold shackles around her forepaws and hind legs becoming more apparent as every second went by.

She tried flexing her tail, eeping as the heavy clatter of chains responded, pulling at the back of her neck. The tight collar held firm, her tail raised up and over her, causing her to try and kick as her fight-or-flight response began to kick in. Her paws did the same as her head, only tiring her out as the chilling metal clamped firmly around her ankles, the other clasps around her forepaws keeping her bent down onto her chest. She couldn't see any of it, left to wiggle in horror as the cool air of the space washed over her exposed vagina, causing her to realize how real this was.

It was only then that the flickering of a red light caught her attention right above the dead tv screen built into the stone wall, blinking slowly, eyeing her curiously. She could feel the skin under her scales prickle at the sight, shortly after catching sight of another dragon bent over on her right, realizing they were Derek. She was huffing, struggling like Dawn had as she whimpered out, "D-Dawn... Are you awake? We-"

Then, with a blinding light, the once silent glass tubes buzzed to life, causing them to wince. The beige dragoness tried to calm her racing heart, the room revealing itself more, neon pink and purple lights glowing around them both. She gulped, shortly after noticing a familiar symbol of two horns and dark red eyes blinking on the wall, groaning out as she tried to clear her mind enough to figure out an escape plan.

It was only then that the screen zapped to life, a mess of white and black static clashing on the portrait only to flicker to a video a moment after. She felt her body tense at the image displayed, a video of her own body bound down in the small chamber being streamed before her on the tv. She tried pulling with her tail, watching it respond a second later on the screen, the view being from her rear, ears pulling back as her rump and nethers were exposed. She tried pulling again against the confines, moving her muzzle, the camera above the monitor keeping watch and tightening their grips to keep her still.

It was then that other things on the screen began appearing, separate bars popping up on the bottom with titles that read, 'Speed', 'Vibration', 'Denial', 'Orgasm', and 'Freedom'. There was also one overall bar at the top with three words in bold written above it: 'The Final Push'. It was hard to put it all together in the heat of the moment, but even with how scary this all was, her body seemed to come to terms with the situation much faster. She could feel a heat awash between her thighs, growling out at the feeling, her ears only now clearing up to hear the distant moans of other creatures somewhere nearby.

Lastly came a window on the right of the tv, a darkened bar with the words 'Chat' at the top. She huffed, once again trying to shake herself free, putting the arousal in the back of her mind as she knew how wrong this was! But then words popped up underneath it, so naturally and silently that it felt haunting. ~Change Camera Perspective.~

A moment after another view flashed onto the screen, one from the left of her, glancing out of the corner of her eye at another blinking light in the wall watching her. She growled, giving all her might to try and pull her tail free. She wasn't about to submit to this! Yet it continued, the one-viewer count on the top of the tv changing to two as the next words popped up. ~Begin Thrusting.~

[Entry Confirmed.]

Then, a tile from the roof suddenly shifted out of place, a large mechanism of wires and metal slowly lowering behind her on the screen. She could only watch in fear as it all happened, another message appearing. ~Look at her face... This'll be fun.~ At the end of the extendable arm was the deal breaker, a large, red dragon dildo angling itself towards her snatch, a small camera seemingly on the machine for another perspective she was sure she'd be subjected to in time. It rubbed up into her lips without warning, causing her to inhale sharply, talons clenching as she tried to contain herself. How had this happened? They were at the club last she remembered and now...

It wasted no time, shoving itself into her snatch, spreading her lubed lips as the tapered tip speared into her. She moaned softly, her head spinning with a clutter of emotions, turning into a growl of anger as she tried to keep her pride. She yelled out as the clamp around her snout left her enough room to speak, "Whoever the FUCK is doing this, let us out of here! We're-" It cut her off, tightening once more to keep her silent as the toy pressed further within. She whimpered, wings strapped to her side with more tight restrictions, feeling a wave of pleasure course through her as the flared head entered. She couldn't help but squeeze around it, the plated underside rubbing roughly against her walls, her eyes rolling back as she tried to ignore it.

Derek soon let out their own moans, quickly cut off as an arm much like the one to her backside brought itself to the black dragoness's maw, filling it with a dick for her to suck on. Dawn huffed, feeling the toy withdraw, grinding against her entrance before squelching back inside, her juices helping its descent. It continued at an even pace, simply pulling and pressing into her vagina, giving no care to her consent. She glared at the screen, watching herself being fucked live for some perverts, unable to push her legs together as a spreader bar kept them far apart. Still, the bliss that filled her brain along with how kinky this was didn't help, certainly only spurred on by the lustful moans of her friend eventually being railed from behind as well beside her.

~Are you growling, girl? You're just property now. Does that thought get you all wet?~

~She's so hot. I can't wait to see her squeal.~

It was then that a moan from the screen caught her attention, the bar with the word 'Speed' filling up, text popping up in chat. [Manual Speed Control: Unlocked]. She only had a second to prepare before the toy in her pussy quickly sped up, just enough to cause the collision of the two to make lewd plaps echo in the small room but not enough to get her off. She arched her back as much as she could in the bondage, the clasp around her maw loosening as she began panting in forced heat, watching as the arm above her head lowered down before presenting her with another large cock. She moaned, the toy taking the opportunity, stuffing her snout with its length.

She suckled around the silicone shaft, the tip pressing back until it touched the entrance of her throat, staying there for a moment. She knew she shouldn't submit, but it was hard to ignore. Whoever had captured them had put them both into a state of heat, her arousal much higher than usual, tied down and now used publicly for some lucky viewer on stream. She gulped, trying not to gag on the dick before running her tongue along the similarly plated underside. She could feel each soft edge, the same ridges dragging against her cunt, hitting her G-Spot as she began getting into it.

After a moment the two dragoness's finally began to enjoy themselves, the thrusting in their maws and vents increasing ever so slightly in speed. She barely noticed the humiliating words on the screen before the vibrations kicked to life, whimpering in bliss as her loins splashed warmth over her form, the wiggling sensation between her legs hitting her nerves in all the right ways. She strained against her metal clamps, moaning hotly, split-roasted by the toys as the chat continued. Even as she was used though she felt the humiliation of it all washing over her, knowing some other creature was watching her and getting off to the sight of her being raped like this.

She hadn't given consent, hadn't done anything to deserve this, yet here they were used like some sex toy for the viewer's entertainment and there was nothing they could do. Her thoughts were interrupted by another deep thrust, the words on screen only increasing her hidden blush as her hips swayed with each fuck.

~Keep sucking on that dick, you slut! What a whore!~

~There's something so hot about seeing strong dragons broken down into sex toys... Aww, is she giving in already?~

~Change Camera Perspective.~

The screen then flickered to the camera above the tv, zoomed in on her face and the machine, thrusting in and out, her saliva coating it and dripping down her jaw, a noticeable bulge starting to poke in her throat as it pressed further. She choked a few times, the toy not bothering to slow down, eventually recovering and doing as she was told, bobbing as much as she could on the shaft. She took deep breaths through her nostrils, claws scraping against the ground in their bonds, a degraded tear welling up in her eyes at the horribleness of it all as the machine had its way with her. Still, even with this fear, it only seemed to heighten her arousal, squeezing over the cock thrusting into her vent, eager to reach her release.

But just as the toys began fucking her deeper, faster... They stopped, pulling out from both her holes, leaving strands of saliva and her arousal respectively. She whimpered, heart thumping under her scales, eyes dulled over in the pink glow of the room, the darkness channeling her inner desires she had been pushing back.

'Why did it stop?' She was only just now giving in to the pleasure, knowing it was pointless to fight. But now, when she should have been more than happy for the toys to stop abusing her body, she instead moaned out, the heat between her legs surmounting as it coursed through her crotch and inner thighs. Each of those tantalizing ridges on the underside of the silicone rod blaring clearly in her mind, her vent clenching as she tried to reach out her tail to the machine arm in hopes of forcing it back inside. It was only then that the bindings' true purpose really began to dawn on her: not to prevent her from escape, but to deny her of her hidden desires.

It was only then that the ping of an alert on the tv screen caught her attention, gazing up at it to the long bar at the top she'd read before as 'The Final Push' filled completely. She felt a chill run up her spine at seeing it, putting two and two together as the knock on a metal door behind her reached her ears. She couldn't turn her head, the metal around her snout clamping once more to keep her still and silent, her eyes darting to the left, trying to make out anything. The only thing she could do was listen, the sound of the door creaking open once again, a deep chuckle and rumble before the door closed once more with the creature inside. She huffed out her nose, wet rump on display for the stranger, dripping with her need as her own scent filled the room.

She jumped or would have if it wasn't for the restraints, a heavy paw thumping behind her, the hot breath of the animal hitting her flank. She gave a nervous whimper, biting her lip before her eyes went wide as a long, wet appendage planted itself firmly between her nether's lips. He gave a warning growl, his tongue splaying those sensitive folds apart, catching her glistening jewels of nectar on his palette, causing her body to wash with pleasure. When he finished the deep taste, her then climbed over her, positioning himself. She eyed his forepaw as it came beside her head, the talons of a dragon, a... gray one at that. It was hard to make out the exact color in the lighting, but that mattered little.

He then leaned over her, planting a paw on her upper back, keeping her pinned with a rumble. She let out a muffled groan, submitting fully to the dominant male, finding bliss in the pending bliss she knew she'd be experiencing. He seemed to read her thoughts, tongue flicking over her neck, taking a small taste before whispering in a rocky tone that only she could hear, "Don't try and resist. You're just a porn star now, a bitch for the amusement of the camera. Do see that next goal?"

He paused, causing her to watch the screen, finding the orgasm bar now replacing the spot where 'The Final Push' had been. It was already half full from what she assumed was the previous donations, her legs quivering at the thought of being denied until then. He then continued, pressing his snout against the back of her head, "Your orgasm will only be permitted by the viewers. That means you have to give them a show, make them want to see you cum... You wouldn't want to bore them, would you?" She shook her head as much as she could in the metal grasp of the bindings, hearing him chuckle before his cock tip pressed into her entrance, lubing itself. "Good. Give them a show.~"

He then speared into her. She inhaled sharply, her chained tail pulling at her collar reflexively, tensing around him as that thick member pressed inside. She could feel the wide girth at the midsection spreading her wide, mild pain hitting her from the sheer size, his paw keeping her pinned below. He angled himself within, moving his backside, enjoying her warm embrace with a sigh before starting the main event.

As he pulled out, she began to feel the multiple small mounds on his shaft, like little nubs, each of them rubbing into her heated walls, honey swirling in her limbs. The large knot rested at the base, striking a deep sensation within her as she knew he'd force that inside soon enough. She could feel his backside pull off her a little, the whole moment drawing out, his flared tip pulling until it rested just inside her petals before plunging back inside. She leaned forward with his movement, eyes glancing up at the screen as his tip kissed her cervix. She could see the view had changed to show her side, the size of the great dragon being larger than her, his broad shoulders keeping her steady. She could see his cock sliding in and out, her body ravaged as she moaned out.

As they mated, the tightness around her muzzle loosened, letting her noises escape herself, the slapping of their hips filling the musty room, his earthy masculine scent reaching her senses, drinking it in only to fuel her lust more. She let her tongue lol out slightly, groaning with each hilt, body rocking and straining against the metal as she was used like a toy. In a way that's all she was to him, bound up and ready for use, unable to fight back as it was live-streamed on camera.

She barely even took notice as the dildo in front of her face lowered once more, her moan cut off as it shoved itself inside, matching his humping without her consent. She moaned around it hotly, the washing of bliss through her acting like a drug, finding herself addicted to the humiliation of it all as she sucked and swallowed around the tip as it entered her throat and pulled back out. The male took pleasure in watching, giving a bite to her neck, growling as his rhythm became faster, encouraged by her slutty display.

As everything began growing more heated, she felt herself channeling that inner whore, letting loose of her pride and doing as he said. If she wanted to orgasm like she so dearly craved, then she'd fucking give it to them. She strained against the bindings playfully, bobbing back and forth on the machine, watching as the camera switched to her face, showing off that bulging throat. She let her eyes glaze over more, glaring into the flashing red light of the lens, massaging that dildo into the top of her maw, intent on drawing every last drip out of the toy.

The dragon on the other hand ravaged her happily, slamming into her back and forth, his tail knocking over the camera that was previously behind them, lost in his own pleasure to care at all. She moaned at the crash of the object, milking his dick, rubbing those veins that craved their own bliss so badly. The clashing of their bodies echoed on the screen, reminding her how real and live this really was, no respect for her. She saw the blurry words of so many viewers watching it all happen, too crazed in her primal urges to care to read. She was in heat now, the world around her fading away as her own wish was to be bred and filled to the brim with his virile seed.

He then flared his wings, displaying his true size to the tv, his forepaws now wrapping around and gripping her waist like a dog, using that leverage to pound even deeper. She moaned back, begging him with her noises, tail straining against the collar so hard that, with a loud SNAP it tore out of the leather collar! She cried out, her tail still entangled with some of the broken material wrapping around his hind leg, refusing to let go till she got what she craved. He roared into the bite, teeth piercing her armor, his tail slapping the ground before, with a wet PLOP his knot squeeeeeezed inside. She exhaled in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, her whine drawing out as he hilted inside, crotches pressed together before his sperm began to spurt forth within.

With his tip shoved against her cervix, his load was deposited directly inside, the hot cream splurting onto the back of her womb, the sheer amount showing how aroused and pent up he'd been. She drained him back just as heatedly, the ping of the marker on-screen having already been filled for quite some time now, finding the approval and his own release being enough as she fell over the edge. She scraped her claws against the ground loudly, sparks flying like fireworks within her loins as her eyes shot open, crying out in heat. Her bliss was like a cascading waterfall constantly overflowing, a river of sugar pouring over her entire self, lost in the waves. She relished in that bite, feeling a bit of blood trickle down her neck, his cock pulsing hard and fast, impregnating her.

The moment felt like it went on forever, that feeling staining her form, the knot resting inside her for the longest time. She could feel his weight, his panting breath against her ears as he relaxed on top of her. She swore she could feel her ovaries accepting the dose of his liquid, starting the process of life within her. The dildo drew out of her maw, letting her breathe freely once more, relaxing beneath him. Eventually, it all began to die down, the two dragons pulling apart from one another, his cum leaking out and down her thighs, a long string attaching their private regions together before he lay on his side and cleaned his member. A few moments after her then left, the creaking door opening and closing with a thump.

She then caught glance of someone next to her, blinking in surprise as she had unknowingly forgotten about her friend, cum dripping from the 'ness's muzzle, seemingly having been used by another male. She was panting as well, eyes glazed over as she began to doze off in their state. Dawn began to speak, but the metal closed once more around her snout, reminding her of her fate as an object now. She didn't bother to fight, instead left to watch as the lights in the room flickered out, the tv screen shutting off. And as she drifted off, the two red eyes of the horned dragon blinked a final time, their red glow finalizing their place as part of their 'staff' before leaving them in total darkness once more.

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As the months went by, they were frequently becoming two of the most popular dragoness's in the company's porn star roster, their once hour-long streams now going back to back with another as the viewers seemed to never get enough of them. This led to them both becoming lustful messes, cum dribbling down their faces and bodies from the toys and males that orgasmed over them, their snatches and maws dripping with fluids. Luckily though the facility permitted thirty-minute 'breaks' in the dark where they were fed. It had been about nine months since the start of the 'orientation' at this point though and, as the breeders had predicted, their laying cycle had finally arrived.

They were already lying on their backs, informed about how their eggs helped to fund the money needed to keep the facility running, the anthros treating them like pets with collars around their necks, streaming it all to the cameras aimed at their pussies. Both the dragons were so used to the eyes on them at all times that it had become a natural part of life, finding themselves more turned on by seeing that red blinking light, like a trance they fell victim to.

Her thoughts were sharply interrupted by the contractions in her uterus, biting her lip, pressing her back paw against the ground, panting through it all. She could feel the hard shell inside pressing against her cervix's entrance, a mound in her abdomen where her clutch was, spreading her thighs wide on the blankets that had been placed below them. She lay her head on the plush pillows, thankful for the comfort despite how degrading they made their 'rooms', gasping after giving her first successful push. She could feel the head of the egg pressing through and into her canal, keeping the pressure on it so as to not let it slip back in. As she did, while the pain did strike her, a motherly sense of pleasure and arousal began to quickly override it.

She took a deep breath, clenching her inner muscles, squeezing tightly as her head began to spin from the effort. The cargo made it a few inches further, the width of the object nearly inside her vent, rubbing pleasurably along her walls. It was so full, so complete and powerful that it made her shiver, a wash of ecstasy reaching her mind as she continued her assault. She moaned out shakily, talons gripping the fabric under her, pressing hard as it slowly shoved its largest portion into her tunnel, cresting out her cervix in time.

It was then that, as it began spreading her tube and poking out the opening to the outside world that her bliss began to rise. It was so big, so hard. It refused to grow smaller, continually grinding against her passage, hitting her nerves in a way that a cock never could. That constant pressure made her sweat, her hot breaths brushing over her chest as she watched the eggshell force its way out. She then pushed again, tensing the muscles in her legs and thighs, the mound hitting her G-Spot so hard that she nearly orgasmed on the spot, head arching back in pleasure.

Derek was beside her through it all, moaning out as she deposited her first egg onto the ground, seemingly filled with two from what the breeder has said while Dawn had just one, but a large one at that. She was brought back to her bliss as her walls contracted once again of their own accord, her primal instincts helping it along, cresting the egg through her widened pussy lips, nearly reaching the width of the shell. Only a moment after, as she relaxed, it then pulled back in a bit again, causing her to whimper, tensing her tunnel, intent on laying it. She would be a mother after this was all said and done, even if her egg was sold, and she wanted nothing more than to get off to it.

She clamped her jaws together, the light above her in the small room becoming blurred as she closed her eyes to slits, body tensed as she squeezed harder than she ever had before. She then opened her maw, holding her breath, her body washing with an ecstasy like no other, her cunt spreading so wide that she felt she would burst. But then, with a high-pitched squeal of a moan, the eggs plopped out wetly onto the pillow beneath her snatch, eyes widening in bliss. She squirted her juices as it left her canal, her orgasm causing her vagina to tense and milking the now empty space, relishing in the total bliss that enveloped her entire being.

She looked back between her legs at the egg, the strands of cum attached to it, finding the shell to match her beige coloring with speckles of gray from the father. She panted, her heart racing as she still was riding out her high, glancing over to Derek whose vent was working over their final egg, clenching in bliss before they orgasmed as well. They soon after forced their clutch onto the pillow, their two eggs laying side by side. It was then that the caretakers took the three eggs in total, cleaning off the females and their 'contributions' to being part of the program before leashing them up and taking them back to their shared room.

They had been in here for so long that it felt normal to be locked in a room and on camera, but as they passed one of the entrance doors on their way back to their chambers, Dawn felt the draw for Jacob, making her wonder if he would ever return to save them. She had gotten a letter a few months back from him, saying he would leave her there for a while to indulge in her fantasies before coming back to retrieve them both, but she couldn't help but wonder exactly how long that would be. These thoughts traveled with her as they walked, lost in the pleasure of her porn star dreams.~