The Alchemist's Study: Chapter Eight
The continuing series written and gifted to me by my loving kitten pet, Cyr.
Well hello there, This is Cyr!~ (to avoid confusion since Akro and I share a userpage) This is the final chapter of the Alchemist's Study series and I'd like to thank everyone who's stuck with it. All your favorites, watches, comments and votes are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated to write more, so thank you all very much. :3 I'm terrible at keeping up with replies, and finishing this chapter has taken a while due to my busy schedule, but I'm very happy to finally post it up and see what everyone thinks. I'll be keeping up with any comments/thoughts and post updates to future projects Akro or I are working on so make sure not to stray too far from us ^_^
Chapter Seven Chapter Six Chapter Five Chapter Four Chapter Three Chapter Two Chapter One
Chapter Eight: Retribution
While waiting, I was soaked in my own pre, trapped in the prologue of my lust. Holding up my reasoning for returning was becoming more fatiguing by the minute. After what seemed an eternity, the dragon returned, this time accompanied with a muzzled little creature. "Position 7," he said. I was sat up on the bed with arms and legs bound to my back, allowed better image of him and his companion. It was Eton---or what I thought was him---walking on all fours held with a short leash on a thick black collar. It was odd: his once brilliant, amber colored eyes were now filled with blackness and led to nothing more than his attendance. His leash was tugged and he looked up at his master who then turned his attention to me. The stone that seemed to control it all was worn by the dragon on a necklace.
"You want to submit yourself to me for the sole reason of helping out this pathetic creature?" He growled. "He doesn't want freedom, why would you want to separate him from his Master?"
"That's not true!" I argued. "He deserves to be free!" I wriggled against the restraints which held me up as they tied themselves against the bedposts.
"Present yourself," Akro ordered the dark grey dragon. Brought up in the dragon's other paw was a short whip which he cracked once against the defenseless bottom of his slave. Through the tightly secured muzzle on the dragon escaped a high-pitched squeal. "Such a useless one you've become... ", he cracked the whip again in the same spot. The dark eyes began to wince in response and it was all I could handle.
"Stop it!" I barked out.
Akro walked up and ran a claw against the torn flesh, making him whimper. "You've met my slave once and only once, yet you act as if you're fond of him --- like you know him. Why waste your sympathies on a stranger?" I didn't have an answer to give him. "He loves it here, being my slave is all he knows. Isn't that right boy?" He flicked his tongue as Eton turned to the dragon and nuzzled at his sheath whimpering.
I was so disgusted with what I saw that I felt nauseas. I wanted to think I was noble, that I could and would do anything possible to help my friend but the regression was staggering. I was already here though. There was nowhere to run this time. "Please...I'll be your pet and do whatever you want---just let Eton free." I insisted.
Akro hesitated for a moment, releasing Eton of his muzzle. Standing confidently, he calmly ordered the smaller grey dragon to begin pleasing his cock. I watched as the smaller grey dragon began to arouse him and was soon suckling greedily on the male flesh without a moment's hesitance or even a wince. Akro smiled devilishly at me. "You act like you're doing a good deed attempting this bargain. But the truth is, you're jealous right now of Eton. You wish you were in his place right now tasting my perfect maleness. It has nothing to do with any other false sense of obligation." He led Eton further onto his length with a guiding paw.
I hung my head. My desire agreed with him but my thick-headedness believed otherwise. "You're right, Master. I want to take Eton's place---permanently."
He pulled from Eton and ordered him to sit again. "Well I would be quite happy having my adorable kitten willingly accept the final steps into his new lifestyle." He looped the leash around a claw. "It's a deal then, you're far more valuable to me compared to Eton." He agreed.
Akro grabbed the red stone he held onto so dearly and pointed it at Eton. I stopped him though. "Wait," I said, "I just have one request."
The glow in his paw faded and he turned to me. "And what might that be?"
"I don't want him to know of the deal I made with you." I looked over to Eton feeling a lump in my throat and hung my head again.
He used the stone again and the grey dragon fell flat to the floor and whimpered. He seemed to take joy in seeing Eton crumble before him. "Very well, you have my word that I'll free him unaware of your doing tomorrow at noon. He can still run the library in town but will be relinquished from his work as my pet, memories of my work wiped away."
All I could manage was a sigh of relief. Akro waved Eton away, explaining that he was sending him off to his living quarters, wherever that was. I was now the sole holder of his attention; he walked over to the bed and sat down. Whatever happiness came from freeing Eton was nullified knowing what was to come with my bargain. My mouth opened but he stopped anything from escaping by embracing me with a deep kiss. Even his snaking tongue submitted mine, as if everything else he had control of wasn't enough. Once his claw began sliding up my abdomen it wasn't long before he quelled my body completely, leaving me to blush and quiver against the restraints.
"You're by far my favorite pet; none before you have intrigued me nearly as much." He ran his long, thick tongue against my muzzle. "I may even dare to say I love having you around." He moved his powerful red paw to my inner thigh and pressed in, soon meeting with my arousal and fondling it gently. "While I'm in the bargaining mood: I'm going to offer you something else." He kept a balance of elegance and dominance while sweeping my body.
"What," I asked in a soft tone. My body was warming up again to his seduction and the power of the elixir I had forgotten was quickly resurfacing. I tried hating him but deep down I loved the absolute lack of control I was forced into. There was no sense of accountability or repercussions with the dragon, no outside guilt. I couldn't ignore his reinforcing paws or his constant orders bringing me into compliance one way or another. Maybe I was depriving myself of anything else, knowing I would be chained down like a bird in a cage. But that didn't matter to me, perhaps nothing did anymore.
"If you'll stay perfectly willing, perfectly obedient in your endeavors as my pet, I'll cease completely taking your body's control. You'll still have little choice with my commands, but at least you'll have some say in how you follow them. I can't undo any effects the elixir has already bestowed upon you, but I can suppress the final steps." He stopped playing with me and pulled out the red stone. The brilliant red stone was pressed against my chest, waiting for an answer. I nodded.
There was a bubbling in my stomach and a brief slowing of my heartbeat. The stone pulsed in its vibrant glow several times slowly, causing me to blink away before dimming down once again. My arms and legs were freed from the tentacles and I fell to all fours on the bed. He clipped the necklace back around himself. "If, however, you betray me: I will rekindle the elixir's potency as well as revoke Eton's freedom. Understand?" He warned.
I pulled myself up to my knees and turned around, off the bed and onto the floor. My answer to his question was quite simple: I mustered up my purring and began to nuzzle at his crotch just as Eton had done earlier. The warm, scaled thighs invited me in and the impressive musk made me feel right at home.
"Good boy," he praised. "I'm glad you're eager to please but there's one more thing I have for you, something that's been waiting for just this moment." He gently pushed me aside and got up. I was guided downstairs with a tug on my collar, to the left and into an open room. He pulled something from an antique looking box and presented me with it. In his paws was the light pink collar I'd forgotten about. I took the soft, pink leather and ran it end to end in my paws. He leaned down with a warm smile and guided my paws with his, wrapping the collar around my neck. Kissing my cheek, he fastened it tightly to my neck and kissed me again, this time sharing it deeply with my muzzle.
"You are now mine kitten, for as long as you live." He flicked his tongue at the words.
"Yes, Master." I replied, gulping at the tight leather.
There were several windows in the spacious room, even a bay window above. The night sky was beginning its shift into morning, a dreamy glow of orange peeking in through the curtains --- time seemed to be moving by so quickly. He brushed back my the fur on my head with his paw and stood back up, revealing his already hardened member. I could recall how impressive it was before, but seeing it again was something else. The red stone, which was now worn around his neck, glowed dimly and the ring on my cock activated again. "Preserve," he said.
The pink gemstone pulsed once as if communicating with the dragon's stone, and the pink goo began to seep out once again. It formed a thin mold around my prick and grew with it, until it was standing perfectly in its erect form. "With the elixir's suppression you won't feel the sensations nearly as much, unless I activate them vocally. That's why I have this fun little ring though." He smirked. "It's now what will prevent you from cumming until I allow it, or from even touching yourself for that matter. "
He gestured for me to give it a try. When I attempted to grab the pink mold it was slippery. My paws slid off it unable to actually get a grip as if some other properties were at work. I couldn't feel my paw against my crotch at all, despite the mold being so thin and shaped. He sat back in a recliner next to the window and spread out his legs. "Don't worry, if you desire to feel a cock so greatly you'll have always have mine to play with." He remarked.
I stopped trying to break past the pink barrier on my crotch and walked over to kneel before my Master's. That's what I had to get used to referring to him as from now on: my "Master". His scent alone was something that demanded to be noticed, and it was absolutely impossible to turn away from the seemingly perfect maleness that was drenched in it. Admittedly, I was enamored with the idea of tasting the dragon again, but was that wrong? I paused, muzzle nearly touching the base of his shaft in thought.
"What's wrong kitten?" He adjusted himself and kept his legs out wide and inviting. His tail smacked a few times against the chair. His paw met with the side of my muzzle, locking back my ear and guiding my gaze into his. "Having second thoughts already?"
"No Master," I answered hastily, "of course not."
I licked up from his base once and felt deplorable. I ran my tongue up to his tip once more and felt reprieved. I wrapped my muzzle around him and began my lifelong obligation. He bellowed out a roar that shook the room and pulled against the carpet with the claws of his footpaws. "Good boy," he proclaimed. "You're finally back where you belong." The pink mold over my crotch began to stimulate me slowly. The squishy material licked against my sensitive veins and felt to be pulsing out slow vibrations from deep within my member. Its presence was just enough to let me know it was there, to make me wish for a little more.
With a bit of patience I was able to take in most of the dragon's impressive length. His sweet pre began to coat my tongue and throat, dancing around my taste buds. The mold began to tease me greatly. It seemed the greater I pleased the dragon, the greater it did so to me, with the exception of me having no control over it. He hooked a claw into the loop of my collar and held me down, burying my muzzle into his crotch for what seemed like an eternity. I was thrown into a drunken haze of lust from the pink goo, brought solely by my own actions. The alchemy had synchronized my pleasure with the dragon's, each lick to his cock was simulated to mine. His low groans and growls, the sounds of his claws digging into the carpet and chair, all the sounds around me pointed to his immense enjoyment of controlling me. "This isn't quite as exciting as taking over your body completely," he started, "but I think it's worth it having such a cute kitten accepting his place willingly."
There really wasn't much to protest this time, nothing to remark. I thought the dragon was getting close but I started to lose focus when I heard someone outside. "Cyr?!" A voice shouted. "Cyr are you in there??"The voice sounded almost frantic, but I could tell it was Vince's. I stopped sucking the dragon with a string of pre pulling with and turned my head over to the direction it was coming from. How the hell had he found me? My muzzle was gaped open, I was terrified thinking of what was about to unfold and what I should do.
The dragon huffed. "So the lion truly has lost sight of things." He took the stone from his neck and held it in his claw. He still, however, remained seated where he was, throbbing hard and keeping himself open to me.
"Why...why the hell did he have to come after me?" I whispered under my breath. "Why couldn't he have just left me?"
I looked up at the dragon, which he in-turn did to me. "Will you try to betray me for him then? Will you condemn Eton?" He asked.
The question of what to do was tearing me apart inside. The crucial time I had to think was minimal and I felt like I needed another hundred years to make the impossible choice. I gulped against the tight collar and strained to listen in silence for the voice calling me. I knew the longer I hesitated the more untrusting the dragon would become, so I ceased any wishful thinking.
With my muzzle turned back to the throbbing flesh, enticing me with its many rivulets of pre, I moved closer. The dragon watched me with great interest, seeming rather calm throughout the whole matter. I kissed the tip of his maleness and tasted again the sweet enchantment he was gifted. "No, Master, I won't." I felt bad about Vince, but as long as he didn't find me he'd be safe from the dragon---and from me. I filled my paw with the dragon's plump orbs and looked up to see his reaction to my decision. He didn't quite have the sense of smug, egotism I expected, but sure enough: he held a dark grin. "Good boy," He growled, "very good boy." He lightly scratched behind my ears like cute the little pet he saw me as.
I admired the words, "good boy", they sort of just sustained in my ears like an overdrawn chord. That was short-lived though from a loud crash behind me which made me flinch. I folded back my ears and looked over to see Vince in the doorway. He'd broken down the door and particle debris light danced in the light from morning sky was now peeking in. "Cyr," he panted, "get away from him!" His clothes were covered in dirt and grime, his fur was drenched in sweat. He must have been running around the forest all night looking for me. The dragon got up from his chair, quickly growing soft and guarding me with his tail.
"Have two of my pets really grown so pathetic?" Akro sighed deeply, "I don't know whether to be more ashamed in you or myself."
"I'm not going to let you brainwash him," Vince threatened, walking cautiously into the room.
The dragon cackled and took a step forward. "Brainwashed? My pet came back to me own his own accord." The room burned with tension. "Besides, I don't really think you have the grounds to accuse me of such things---Not after you did to him."
"That's not the same!" Vince growled, "I'm not doing your dirty work anymore."
So Vince had been working with the dragon this entire time? I was lost in their argument, unsure of what to think anymore. This whole time he had me fooled into thinking he was such a sweet and hospitable lion but what if it was all just an act? "What do you mean," I interrupted them. "What exactly did you to do me Vince?" I watched through the sudden silence. Vince was doing everything he could to avoid looking at me.
"Who do you think brought you here in the first place?" The dragon answered. "Or how you lost some of your memories? That part didn't necessarily work out as planned, but everything came together in the end anyways."
"Bastard..." Vince pulled out a blue stone necklace from under his shirt, similar to the one Akro had. He broke the chain and wrapped it around his arm, holding out the stone out towards Akro, but nothing happened. "Why isn't it working dammit!" he muttered under his breath.
"So that's what you've been secretly working on this whole time? A knock-off of my philosopher's stone?" The dragon revealed the red stone in his paw. "It doesn't matter as long as I have the real article in my possession."
As the dragon was talking Vince wasted no time charging him. He threw a punch and Akro grabbed the fist in his paw, squeezing down. Vince growled, using the stone to blind Akro and sidestep the grapple. He swatted at the dragon's paw with razor sharp claws and tackled him to the floor with a loud thud. Akro dropped the stone to the floor with a splat of blood surrounding it once overtaken by Vince. "I'm sorry for what I did Cyr but I don't want to deceive you anymore. I've been trying to hide your from Akro this whole time. I...I love you Cyr." He struggled to hold down the blinded dragon, spreading his wings and bellowing a threatening roar. "Once I actually got to know you I realized how wrong this was...but we can talk about that later. Please, you have to grab that stone and give it to me. I can't stop him without it," he urged.
I sat there, frozen, watching the two grapple with each other on the floor. I had fallen for Vince these past several days, but how much of it was even real? I could hear the sincerity in his words, see it in his eyes, but that wasn't all there was to this. I was quick to my feet and snatched up the red stone. I held it open in my palm, there were so many choices but there was only one thing that stood above it all. "Cyr, give me the stone! I can't fend him off much longer..." The dragon seemed to be regaining his vision and the tiger was slowly being pulled up off of him.
I took a step back and closed the stone in my paw tightly, closing my eyes. Soon after, I heard growl and another loud thud. I looked up to see Vince knocked back towards the wall and looking dazed. The dragon gestured for me to give him the stone: I did so. He huffed and turned back to Vince who was stammering back to his feet. With the stone's powers, Vince was thrown back against the wall, cracking from the force. He slumped over further and tried pulling himself towards the blue stone which was about a foot away from his side. Akro crushed the lion's reaching grasp under his footpaw, another groan escaped him. The dragon hunched over and grabbed the blue stone, holding it up to the defeated lion's muzzle. "That's your problem, you always underestimated me---going off and attempting to work as if you ran things. But you forget who taught you everything, who made you." He hissed.
Suddenly, the blue stone melted down into goo that slithered towards Vince, who desperately struggled to get away. He was caught under the dragon's footpaw though, now too weak to free himself. The goo seemed to be similar to what the dragon had used on me earlier, it moved up the lion's waist and to his neck. It solidified into bindings against the wall, holding his head up and chaining his hands back. Once the goo had locked Vince in place, Akro walked over to me and helped me up. "I'm glad to see you were wise enough to make the right choice, kitten. I'm very happy with you; in fact, I think you've earned yourself a treat." He said.
He kissed me deeply and ran his paw down my back. He slipped into my panties and prodded at my tight hole with a digit. "I think it's time I broke in my adorable kitten's ass." He flicked his tongue at my ear. "You should see this as a great honor." He poked into my tunnel with a digit, accompanying it with another and slowly prodding in further. I let out a cry but he silenced it with another deep kiss. The pink mold on my cock began to slide down back into the ring.
He directed me down to all fours and revealed that he was already hard again, pressing himself in between my cheeks. His paw dropped down to my now exposed crotch and gave it a tight squeeze, making me groan in pleasure. "I'm going to fuck my kitten and have you watch helplessly," he spoke to Vince. "He'll forget you completely if he hasn't already when I'm done with him." He grabbed my hips and poked his tip at my entrance. I had made my choice to stay with the dragon but I had conflicting feelings with causing Vince even more grief. The thick tip popped into my tunnel and I didn't have anymore time to think, too busy crying out in pain.
My insides began to burn as more and more of the dragon's cock forced its way into me. It was all I could do not to howl, holding back tears as he stretched me out. "So tight," he growled, "why did I wait to take you." The words rang in my ears but I couldn't really make them out, feeling the claws start to dig into me. With another thrust the dragon was several inches inside, a splash of pleasure began to dilute some of the pain. He helped me along a little more with a few playful strokes at my crotch, picking up speed with his thrusts.
"Get away from him!" Vince cried. The dripping liquid from the blue bindings created a muzzle around the lion to keep him quiet.
I was feeling dizzy, nearly losing my balance as dragon's spear sent me wave after wave of both pain and pleasure. I couldn't hold it in anymore, I howled in a mix of meows and shivering cries. Every time I thought I couldn't take anymore he pushed in deeper. Was going to split me in two? His hips began smacking hard against me as he grunted and growled, giving me no mercy. I had fallen in love with the lack of control, the domineering dragon never letting me slip through the cracks. Vince's whimpers began to fall on deaf ears. It was terrible for him to have to watch and hear the act but he became invisible to me. I was leaking pre like crazy and the pounding at my prostate was enough to make me slur.
"Are you enjoying yourself kitten?" The dragon pulled all the way out and thrust his way back in quickly. My eyes began to water but I wanted more. "Y-yes, Master!" I cried. He moved his paws up further, arched up closer. His claws dug in and began thrusting deep within me. "I'm going to let you cum but not until after I've filled your sweet ass with a river of my seed. Got it?" He hissed. "Yes, Master!" was all I could spill out at this point. He leaned in and let out a tremendous roar. The throbbing flesh plunged deep inside me once more and a powerful burst of thick, warm seed rushed inside me. I was already completely filed with the stiff cock throbbing painfully inside, but now I had shot after shot of his maleness pumping into me. It felt better so incredible, how I was still holding myself up I had no idea. He grabbed my begging crotch in his paw and began pumping quickly. "Cum for me kitten, you've earned it," he panted. I gasped seconds later as the tension broke free and a spurt of cum hit the floor under me. I finally collapsed to the floor and tried renewing my consciousness of the world. I was drenched in musk and cum, both my Master's and my own, now left with an empty feeling as the dragon finally pulled out.
Akro got up and padded towards Vince, examining him. "I can't quite get rid of you, you're too important of an asset to me." He smeared a bit of cum against the lion's muzzle with a digit. "I guess we'll have to retrain you then." The lion shook his head in protest. I turned over on floor to see him. I was sore and filled with the dragon's seed, which was beginning to trickle down. Akro pointed the stone at Vine and transformed him into a smaller grey dragon, just as he'd done with Eton. I sat up on my side, watching as the goo dissolved and Vince's body was morphed. It was the same as before, there was nothing to his expression, just a mindless pet to Akro.
"Cyr," He called. "I need you to take him to the living quarters, understand?"
I sat up, quickly regretting doing so with my sore butt. "Where is that Master?"
He helped me up and spanked me once swiftly. I whimpered at my sore backside and shook it off. There was another trickle of the dragon's cum sliding down my thigh and the dragon laughed. "Don't worry; you'll have plenty of time to get used to it. An ass that makes me cum that hard will be getting my attention daily." He turned to Vince." Now, there's a door, the 2nd one on the right in the hallway that leads to an underground area. That's where you are to take him, lock him up in the room labeled 2. And don't worry, as long as you're good, you'll be sleeping up here in your nice little room."
"Yes, Master." I nodded. He gave me a leash which he attached to Vince and I was set off to the living quarters. I followed the winding staircase down to a wide corridor. There were several doors on either side as well as a pair of double doors at the end labeled "Testing". Eton had to have been behind one of the other closed rooms. I'd be sure to visit him again before tomorrow and wish him luck. I opened the door to the room my Master had told me and was met with bare stone walls. There was a small cot and a bowl of water on the floor. Vince followed me in and I turned to him, feeling an incredible sadness wash over me. "I'm sorry Vince... I'm so sorry..."
I crouched down, unsure if he even understood me or why he would ever forgive me. As if to show me he did indeed understand, he whimpered and licked my nose. I burst into tears and held him tight. I cried and cried until I couldn't catch my own breath. I choked up and looked at him, through my messy, wicked figure and buried myself against him. "I couldn't say not to him...I couldn't let this escape me." I tried to explain. I held him in silence. All the pain was burdened on my end, all the lost affection he could no longer offer was afforded by me. "For what it's worth... I loved you too..." I said, giving him a kiss on his rough lips and sat against the cold hard floor. I sat with him for what seemed like hours not wanting to escape the moment, reminiscing over the little time I'd actually spent with him. I even giggled a little over it, something I'd probably never get to do again. It had to end though once I was pulled away by my Master.
"What's taking so long kitten? I don't like to be kept waiting." He called from the top of the stairs.
"I'm coming Master." I yelled back.
I looked back at Vince with a faint smile and ran my paw along his muzzle. "I'll take care of you I promise, just as you did for me."
Before it faded away again I got up and made my way out the door, back to my new life.