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The halls were pressed with students that were filtered through from room to room as they afternoon turned towards evening. It was as chaotic as it had always been with people chattering at the top of their lungs and calling out to others. There weren't enough of them to fill up the academy, but there were enough that it seemed cramped as people tried to make their way towards the library or towards their rooms. Most of them had purpose to their steps as they went towards assigned masters or formed groups to practice what they had been taught. The Academy was the first of its kind. It was a relatively new way of training young magicians despite the fact that it had been active for the last century.

Lyon had always been amazed that the school was so well run and accepted so many students that weren't strictly noble born. His first sight of the school had been a thrilling one and he'd set about becoming a success. He would succeed! He wasn't going to fail in this task, not when he'd been given the chance to make something of himself. He was an Apprentice. He was one of the select few that had been chosen for private mentoring and attention from one of the teachers. And, even better, he was being taught by Master Allyan. The drake was one of the keenest teachers and inventive magicians that had ever lived! He was finally going to make it and achieve all of his dreams. Although, in his dreams he had always been fully clothed.

The moment he'd come into the office at the Master's summons he'd found himself told to take off his clothing. It had been the same detached voice that had told him to disrobe during his interview. The wolf wanted to hesitate, but he pushed through it to pull off his class robes. The office was warm enough that he wasn't uncomfortable physically, but emotionally was another matter. The Magician grinned at him from where he leaned against his desk and made him even more aware that only his paws were keeping him decent. Lyon moved his thick white tail to curl between his legs to further aid his modesty as he tried to look attentive. His Master didn't seem to be paying attention to his nudity anymore.

When Lyon had first stripped down he'd been shocked and embarrassed to feel the paws examining him. The scaled fingers had been remarkably soft as they pulled against his balls and even pushed up against the swell of his sheath. Nothing had prepared him for the way the fingers had rubbed or the intense look on the draconic features. He'd finally had a clue as to what his Master was looking for when he'd felt the magical ring that had been locked around his sheath and balls tense up and contract. The wolf squirmed and tightened his tail between his legs at the memory of that painful pressure. He was so distracted by it, he almost missed the fact that Allyan was speaking.

"A Master must know control in all things. It's not enough that you can speak and work the spells, but you must be able to control yourself from giving into outside influences." Allyan gave a very slow smile. "And so, when I give you an assignment you will be tested. Today we shall test your ability to maintain your concentration."

"Yes, Master. I can concentrate." Lyon responded with calm certainty and felt a wave of confidence. He'd spent his entire life at the Academy with loud boisterous students. He'd learned to block out noises when he had too.

"Excellent. You will go to the library today and I will test you. You must copy everything letter perfect and return here to explain in depth not only what the book said, but why it has been proven false." The gold dragon handed him a sheaf of paper that made him move a hand from where it covered his sheath. "I will be watching you and assessing you from here. I will be in control of your distractions. Please see that you don't disappoint me."

Lyon stared down at the paper and felt a rush of relief that the material was something he knew. In fact, he should be able to look through it with very little trouble at all. A throat clearing made him look back up to find Allyan holding out his robe and the wolf became aware that he had left himself exposed by moving his paw. With his cheeks flushed hotly he snatched his robe and started to scramble into it. Hopefully as he proved himself his Master would treat him better. And this assignment was certainly a chance for him to prove that he was worthy of this position!

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan watched the wolf as he bent over to try and get his robe on more securely and stopped the urge to slip his paw down to feel the muscled curve of the rump. The attractive student showed quite a bit of potential without his clothing on and it made him think of just how long it had been since he'd had a partner male or female. His role as a teacher ensured that he was nearly always too busy to do more than find the pleasure of his own paw. If this worked out the way he hoped it would, than he could combine teaching and pleasure together. He had chosen his apprentice well. Lyon made no move to protest what was being done to him and didn't do more than flush when he realized the dragon was watching him intently. With a final glance the wolf darted out of the door to go about fulfilling his first challenge.

I wonder if he'll ask any of the other apprentices if they're being treated in a similar fashion? _ Allyan toyed with the idea of explaining to some of the other fed up teachers just how he'd set the wolf up. _I doubt it. He's still in awe of everything. And when he's not in awe of being an apprentice, I'm sure I can have him trained well enough to keep his tongue silent.

Allyan reviewed their discussion about the first set of tasks that he would set the wolf too. The tall limber lupine had been simply beautiful as he showed up and nearly vibrated with eagerness. The fact Lyon hadn't done more than flush and swallow when he was told to strip down had only made it more delicious. The dragon had had to exert some control as he contemplated the slender muzzle and the glimpses of the soft red tongue. He wondered if that muzzle was as warm and soft as it appeared to be. Instead he'd channeled his sexual frustration out on trying to make sure that the wolf was still in his control. It had been a pleasure to ensure that the magical ring that was wrapped around the base of the sheath and balls was still in place. He had done so with lingering touches that had involved more than just his magic.

He'd taken his time; especially when he'd watched his pupil squirm and stifle soft noises as he'd pushed the sheath down. It was essential that he trained the wolf early on that such things were normal. He'd even started to relate the task to Lyon while his fingers had probed along the heavy swells of the orbs and to either side of the sheath. The wolf had stammered, flushed and had obviously struggled to concentrate with each new task. And more importantly he hadn't made any move to protest what was happening. He was still too in awe of his new Master to risk questioning him and possibly losing his position.

He should be in the library by now... I wonder just how long he'll last when I start?

Allyan flicked out his tapered dark tongue to brush along the edges of his muzzle as he pulled open the side drawer of his desk. He searched through the normal odds and ends of a teach before pulling out a glistening crystal. It wasn't a scrying crystal nor was it one of the magnifying crystals that he sometimes used. He'd had it especially made and for his little experiment. It had been painstakingly carved into a canine's shaft from the tapered tip all the way down to the soft swell of the base. It was a work of art and magic that glowed subtly against the palm of his hand. The dragon half closed his eyes and traced the magic that he used to contain his apprentice's cock and tied it to his carving. He only had to use the smallest amount of magic to ensure that the link was secure before he could start his game.

When he opened his eyes he thrummed deep in his throat at the glowing carving. He cupped it in the palm of his hand before tracing his touch right along the very tip. He could feel the smooth cool crystal, but if he concentrated he could feel something else entirely. He could feel warm firm flesh that trembled beneath his touch as he caressed it. He allowed his touch to trail back and forth along the base and then towards the tip. How long would Lyon be able to ignore what was happening? And what would he do once he broke? Allyan would just have to time his arrival right to see what happened when the wolf could no longer contain himself.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon sat down awkwardly on the edge of the chair in the midst of the library. There were quite a few other students who had formed small groups at the tables nearby and others were keeping to themselves with their own studies. The pale wolf looked pained as he tried to concentrate on the book in front of him. The ancient text was mostly faded and whoever had written it had done so in crabbed sketchy hand writing that made it almost impossible to read easily. He had a fresh sheet of parchment to one side of the book. He just had to find the six principles of summoning an imp as well as the twelve tests that they would put a magician through. It wasn't the first time that he'd been told to look something up or make notes. It was a very common task for any apprentice to be found doing, but it wasn't entirely what he expected.

For one, he was achingly and painfully hard and for another he had a sensation of the touch of invisible fingers on his cock. He'd barely walked into the library when he'd found himself in an acutely horrifying position. It felt like someone was using gentle fingers to rub along his sheath and worse, that they were getting inside of it. The warm sensation had been so sudden and intense that he'd almost bolted from the library. The scent of magic had been thick on the air as the sensation increased from a gentle brush of sensation to something erotic and heated. He'd been barely able to gasp out the name of the book he needed before finding a secluded place to sit down. The dragon meant to distract him this way? He had assumed it would be some sort of magical attack or perhaps a mind touch that would try to divert his attention.

The pale furred lupine squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the pressure brushing just along the half erect shaft that was strained against the fabric of his pants. There was no mistaking the taste of the dragon's magic and what was going on. Why was he doing this?! The magic touch felt like warm soft fingers stroking over him despite the fact there was nothing there. He could feel his heart beat pounding in his ears as he stifled the urge to loosen his pants. His girth was sliding free of his pale sheath so that the pressure of being trapped under the band of his pants was almost unbearable. He could feel where the tip of his tapered shaft was wedged beneath the rough wool and being rubbed against it each time he leaned forward.

The feel of invisible fingers moved to run over the tip in feather light touches that made him stifle a soft whimper deep in his throat. He kept his eyes locked on the book opened up in front of him and tried to write as clearly as he could. His hand writing spidered across the parchment in a haphazard manner as his hips arched slightly. It felt as if someone was hiding beneath the table as his girth pulsed right against the strained pants. It was arousal pure and simple. It made it hard to breath and hard to think of anything but the fact that there wasn't nearly enough room. The pressure was painful to begin with, but the invisible fingers seemed to try and make it worse. He could feel sensation wrapping right around the base of his girth and his breath caught in his throat before his hand fumbled with the quill.

"LYON!" The sharp word made his eyes fly open and the young wolf twisted his head at the sound of the voice.

He had barely turned his head when he became aware of the very tall, very imposing and very angry tiger at his back. The striped form was grey with age, but the librarian hadn't lost an ounce of authority as he glared down with pale blue eyes. The wolf swallowed and realized that his hand had moved down to press over the bulge of his own erection. His padded fingers pressed down over the tip as he tried to relieve the pressure of his pants. Worse, he realized he was in plain sight as he touched himself. He forced his paw down as his ears flushed a deep dark red as he moved his parchment franticly to try and cover himself.

"S-sir.." He stammered and he heard a snicker from one of the students at a nearby table.

"What do you think you're doing, young man?" The pale tiger's voice came out in a growl of anger. "I'm damned sick and tired of you children coming in here and thinking of my library as your own personal play ground."

"I didn't mean... Master Allyan.." The wolf barely got the words out as he tried to find something to say to excuse himself.

"Are you bringing my name into it boy?" The second voice made him want to crawl into a hole. He jerked back from the chair and stood up heedless of the fact that he was embarrassingly hard still.

"Master Allyan! Please, I was just doing what you told me to, that was all." He could hear himself babbling despite his attempt to stop it.

The golden dragon gave no hint that he knew what his apprentice was talking about. The pale eyes glared at him as hostilely as the librarians. It was like his worst nightmare come true. There were more than a half dozen students staring at him as he felt himself pulling back into his sheath. It was still obvious what he'd been doing. He wanted to bolt, but the door was barred by his Master. The golden scaled form continued to watch him for a long moment before one taloned finger gave a sharp gesture.

"Get to my study." The Master's voice was a low growl. "We'll discuss why this is inappropriate in detail." Lyon stammered for a moment, but even the promise of punishment didn't stop him from bolting for the door. His ears flattened down against his head in utter humiliation as he heard Allyan start to apologize for his lewd and uncalled for show. How could things get any worse?

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan nearly whistled to himself as he padded into his office. It took every ounce of strength to keep his face a mask of stern anger. He'd sent Lyon to the library with the intention of seeing just how good the wolf's control was. It hadn't required much magic to stimulate him with the aid of the magic ring that had been wrapped around him. What he hadn't counted on was how quickly the pale wolf had reacted to such a gentle touch. He had assumed that it would take several hours to coax anything more than a whimper. What he had gotten was better than he had any right to hope for.

The dragon looked at the slumped form and folded ears with a slight twitch of his lips. The white fur made it easy to see the flush that suffused his apprentice's face. The embarrassment was there, but Lyon didn't look up in furious rage at being put through the ordeal or even seemed to blame him. Perfect. He hadn't wanted to deal with an upstart apprentice with who would be all too happy to lay any blame on the Master.

What he needed was the make sure the wolf was placed in a situation where he believed that he was being treated exactly as others had in the past. He was positive that no one would have told him exactly what apprentices were told to do or how they were treated. Half the reason so many wished to become an apprentice was the fact that they would learn secrets they wouldn't find in the library or the normal teachers. The process of what went on behind closed doors was a secret and carefully kept away from the common students. As long as he made it sound reasonable, there would be no reason for Lyon to question him.

"I told you what your task was, Apprentice." Allyan slipped into the seat and set his features into a frown rather than the smile of anticipation.

"Master, I tried. . ." The wolf flattened his ears further back. "I didn't break my concentration, the librarian. . ."

"You revealed that you were distracted." The dragon gave a slow shake of his head. "You can't allow your distractions to take away from your goal. Did you at least gather the information I sent you for?"

"I, well mostly, Master." The young lupine lowered his head a bit more. "I will do better next time. I promise you, I will."

"Will you? Or will you only be aroused to the point that you can't control yourself?" Allyan allowed a soft growl to creep into his tone. "All of my apprentices learn to control themselves and their needs. I pick the most likely student that I think might match what I need from them. You're the first that's failed the very first trial set for them. The rest were so eager to prove themselves that they have no difficulty keeping their minds focused. It seems I've chosen wrong this year."

"Sir! No! It just wasn't expected. I've never had someone. . . . well do that to me. I didn't know what to do!" Lyon's eyes went wide and some of the flush left his cheeks in his panic.

"I had hoped that since you didn't visit the whores like the rest of the student body that you would be a jewel in the rough." The dragon snorted roughly. "I see that it wasn't because you didn't care to, but because you preferred to take care of matters yourself."

"That's not true! Give me another chance and I'll show you, sir! I can ignore it!" The student half stood and the magician allowed himself a slow smile as he picked out the desperate tone.

"If you truly wish to continue after this glaring failure, than you'll be required to make up for it in the traditional way." Allyan couldn't stop the purr from spilling along the edges of his lips. He nearly had Lyon where he wanted him.

"Anything, Master. I can't lose this chance!"

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon felt his heart beat pounding faster as he listened to the gold scaled dragon talk. The broad muzzle and severe expression made him realize that he was in more trouble than he realized. He had been the first to fail? It seemed as if the world dropped out from under him as the lecture continued. His ears folded back against his head. It was humiliating enough to be caught in the library like he was, but from what Allyan was saying it meant that he might have lost his chance to be an apprentice. He couldn't remember anyone who'd been turned away from a Master after a single week! He barely thought before stammering an assent to being ready to make amends for it.

"I was hoping you'd see things properly, young apprentice." The wolf jerked his head up to see his Master's lips curled up in a smile. "You failed me by humiliating yourself in the library. You sought out your own pleasure without any care for being caught or that you would fail to find what you were sent to find."

"Yes, Master." Lyon kept his voice low and submissive, but couldn't stop the flinch at the comment about pleasure. His body was all too aware that he hadn't been able to climax. The ache in his balls was nearly unbearable if he thought about it.

"So you will learn that you are here to serve at the pleasure of your Master, not your own selfish desires."

The wolf flinched slightly at the words and lifted his head to make a response, but the words died on his tongue. The Master stood up with an easy grace and padded from behind the desk. For a moment Lyon couldn't make sense of what he was seeing and when he finally did his cheeks flushed hotly. Allyan walked from behind the desk without an ounce of shame and the lower part of his robe undone. The colorful cord had been untied to show the slice of pale gold scales along the lower portion of the belly. Just along the pale gold scaling he saw a flash of black that revealed itself to be the half hard girth that had pushed out of pouched sheath. It was spade shaped at the tip and held a series of ridges that ran down from just beneath the tip all the way to the thicker base that was in the process of being pushed free.

"On your knees, apprentice." The deep male voice thrummed with the edge of a purr. "You'll need to prove to me how apologetic you are."

"M-Master!?" Lyon couldn't stop the sharp crack in his voice as he stood up and nearly knocked his chair over. "My knees?!"

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan stifled a deep purr as he watched the shocked look come over the fine featured muzzle. Every inch of the young wolf was tense with shock and made him look all the more desirable. The lips were parted open to show a flash of the pink-red tongue and the pale green eyes were spread open wide. It made his shaft start to slip out further from his pebbled sheath as he leaned back against the edge of his desk. This was the first test, though Lyon seemed to assume the library had been the true one. Everything he wanted was riding on if he could keep his apprentice firmly under his thumb and submissive.

"Are you perhaps too good to humble yourself?" He put a dangerous growl. "I won't tolerate taking on an apprentice who thinks he's above learning his lesson. They're useless to me."

"B-but, I'm sorry, Master. I apologize for not keeping control of myself." The wolf's eyes went down and seemed locked at waist high.

Allyan moved his paw down to cup just beneath the spade shaped tip of his shaft and glided along each of the ridges. His thumb moved up to wrap right over his base as he stroked upwards in a slow teasing motion. The student's eyes bulged just a bit as he felt the first silvery drop of precum welling up from the tip. "Then apologize. On your knees, apprentice, and you will give me the pleasure you so selfishly and thoughtlessly went after in the library."

"M-Master.." The stammered words came with a whine and Allyan narrowed his eyes.

"You can apologize properly or go back to your room and I'll choose another apprentice." He snapped the words out with every bit of anger he could muster.

To his gratification his apprentice flinched and licked his pale muzzle with a sweep of the long red tongue. Allyan kept his features firm as he teased his fingers along his cock. He ran his thumb upwards to brush back and forth along the spade shaped tip. The sensation sent a shiver down his back as he dropped his other paw to wrap around his base and gave a squeeze. Every inch had hardened in anticipation of finally seeing an apprentice entirely humbled. He'd fantasized of seeing them in just such a position as he was proposing now. What magician hadn't been frustrated by apprentices and dreamt of getting revenge? As Lyon stirred and stepped forward he stifled a thrum of approval. He knew he had chosen right!

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon couldn't believe what his Master was telling him to do. He stared down at the draconic shaft held in the golden scaled hands and could barely pull his eyes away. It wasn't as if he'd never seen another male before, but this was the first time he'd seen another male display himself so shamelessly. The ebony shaft pulsed slightly and he watched as a bead of precum formed at the tip and drooled down along the back of the fingers. The muscular scaled stomach tensed up and relaxed as the fingers trailed down towards the very base. Why couldn't he look away? He finally forced his eyes upwards and tried to ignore the lewd display.

What could he do? He could walk out, but the hint that others had gone through this before meant that others had been able to get past this. Why hadn't anyone ever mentioned that they'd been forced to do this? As the wolf stepped forward and felt the embarrassment starting to well up along with humiliation. He couldn't exactly walk out of here and turn his back on his apprenticeship. If he did, there was no way he'd ever be a success or be able to make it on his own. Worse, everyone would know he was unable to cut it as an apprentice. He'd never get a second chance. He would be shamed. He swallowed and squirmed in place before taking another step forward.

Lyon tried not to look up at his master and dropped down to one knee. It was a bit more embarrassing when he saw up close the ridges along the underside of the shaft and felt his stomach tense up. His need had been put aside from the library, but that didn't mean it was gone entirely. He drew in a shallow breath as one of the golden scaled paws moved up to cup just under the curve of his muzzle and guided his lips upwards towards the glistening tip. The scent of male was strong on the air as he became aware of the fact he was reacting to it. The only saving grace was that he was wearing his robe and it partially hid the fact that his cock was slipping free.

"Now, apologize for how you behaved." Allyan's voice came in a husky purr.

"I'm sorry, Master Allyan." Lyon got the words out as the paw on his chin drew him up so that the dark tip brushed against his lips. The precum spread out along his muzzle and whiskers.

"Good boy." The paw tensed against his jaw as the hips rolled forward. The tip trailed just between his lips until he had to spread his maw open for it. "Now you'll learn how to give pleasure to others rather than selfishly indulge yourself."

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan hooded his eyes as he felt the heat of the muzzle enveloping the very tip of his shaft. He didn't close them entirely, not when he could watch the pristine white muzzle spreading open to take the first inch. It was slick and intoxicatingly tight as the lips closed down around him. He rolled his hips forward slowly and inched his girth along while his other paw moved down to hold against one of his apprentice's shoulders. The warmth of the slick tongue spilled out to coil and curl up around the underside of his shaft. The flushed red ears were held back against the thickly furred head, but that sign of embarrassment only aroused him further. How he had wanted to see an apprentice brought low like this!

Lyon's muzzle spread open wider and wider as inch by inch the ridges were popped inwards. His balls tightened slightly as suddenly the hot muzzle tensed up and suckled around him. A spill of precum drooled free from his tip as he gave his hips a firm roll forward that made the wolf let out a whimpering noise. He could see the curve of the back tensed up, but more importantly he could feel the magic he used to contain the wolf singing with tension. So, the apprentice wasn't entirely unaffected by being made to service him. It made his tail tip curl to imagine to crimson length hard and untouched against his lower stomach.

"I should think you would take this more seriously, after all, if I'm not satisfied that you've learned your lesson, than you are dismissed." Allyan contained his swift breathing and replaced it with a growl of warning.

The bright green eyes rolled up to look at him before Lyon pushed his muzzle forward. The hot tongue twisted and wrapped around the dragon's throbbing girth so that he hissed out in pleasure. The slender muzzle pulled backwards slowly enough that he was able to watch the glistening flex exposed as the wolf's paws moved up to grasp at either side of his hips. The lewd suckling sound only added to the sensory experience as he leaned his head back with a low groan. When the wolf pushed his head forward again he greeted the eager maw with a push of his own hips so that his spade shaped tip delved into the throat.

~ ~ * ~ ~

It was humiliating. It was arousing. It was wrong. It was exciting. Lyon couldn't figure out where his emotions wanted to be, but all he knew was the salty sweet taste of the shaft on his tongue. At the reprimand he moved his paws up to grip the bare scaled hips and pushed his muzzle forward. He could feel the texture of it teasing along the softness of his tongue as he struggled to envelope the entire cock. His breath came out shakily as he felt the hips jerk up to meet him and the tip suddenly pushed into his throat. For a moment it was all he could do not to choke as the thickened glans stretched the tender flesh and then he yanked his head back.

The tip pulled out with a lewd wet popping sound and suddenly pulsed out so a viscous rope of precum hit him against the muzzle. The paw beneath his chin gave a squeeze and he made an apologetic sound low in his throat. The sound was muffled as he guided the tip back between his lips and suckled down hard. He swallowed the taste of the precum as he pushed forward again. His breath came out shallowly as he concentrated on the strokes of his tongue to stimulate the ridges instead of thinking about his own body. The pressure of his lower stomach was only getting worse as he could feel himself pushing free from his sheath. The desire from before only flared up worse than ever while he wedged the tip deep into his throat again.

He moved a paw up to wrap around the base and felt the thickened shaft pulsing against the palm of his hand. His fingers squeezed down as he pulled his lips back and started to bob his head in smooth movements. Each push forward grazed the tip over the roof of his mouth as he tightened and relaxed his grip. His tail twitched behind him as he tried to work out the frustrations of his own body through the degrading act of servicing his master. The hot dribbles of precum coated his tongue each pull back before driving forward again. His fingers dug in against the hip as he tried to keep them away from his achingly erect shaft.

"Good, ignore the complaints of your body..." His master's voice was roughened as Lyon tried to give himself over to the task.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan leaned his head back with a hiss of breath as he felt the renewed efforts of the wolf. His cock tip was teased and rubbed along the muzzle while one of the paws held him around the base. Each pull back revealed the glistening inches before they were pushed back in again. He was well aware that the wolf was fighting the needs of his own body. He rolled his hips forward until he could feel his tip nearly pushing into the softness of the throat before rolling back again. Each one of his ridges popped outwards with slick noises that seemed unnaturally loud in his office.

The drake moved his hand backwards to rest flat on his desk as he tilted his head back with a guttural moan. The pressure of the muzzle that closed down tautly around him made him nearly curl his toes as he felt his stomach starting to tense up. His nostrils flared and he bucked his hips up a bit more firmly. The hand on the base of his girth squeezed down as he heard a soft whimper coming from the filled muzzle. He opened his eyes just enough to see his apprentice arching himself forward in subtle thrusts of his own hips. The tension was seen in every muscle as the lupine tried to ignore his own desire. A lust that was fueled and carefully controlled by Allyan's own magic.

The magician lashed his tail as suddenly the wolf pushed his head forward. The throat swallowed greedily and he felt the suckling movements massaging and pulling demandingly along his ridges. It was just enough to push the dragon over the edge as he felt his orbs tensing up and his tip start to swell outwards. He pushed his hips forward a bit more firmly as he stifled his groan of pleasure as he felt the muzzle wedging right up against his sheath. His cock pulsed along the tongue before he reached his climax. The hot ropes of his seed spilled out into his apprentice's muzzle and over the silken tongue in a thick creamy wash. Each twitch of his orbs sent another rush into the wolf's maw as the throat worked to swallow what was given.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon's breath came roughly from around the obsidian shaft that plunged deep into his muzzle. He couldn't think beyond his own mounting desire and the fact he could feel the magical band cutting down against his base. The pressure of the band was painful as his knot tried to swell up and his orbs wanted to pull up tight. After the teasing from earlier he was on a hair trigger, but no matter how close he got the magical ring didn't allow him to push over the edge. He whimpered breathily and pushed his muzzle forward in an attempt to stop his frustrations. His muzzle wedged against the softly pebbled sheath and he felt the thicker ridge at the base pop into his maw.

He barely had any warning as the girth pulsed against his tongue. The sudden sound from above made him pull back slightly, but it wasn't fast enough to stop what happened next. A hot rush of seed suddenly erupted into his mouth and splashed against the back of his tongue. The ridges became more defined and pushed against his tongue as he swallowed convulsively. The taste of the seed lingered as he swallowed it down and another eruption flooded his muzzle. His ears flattened tight against his head in embarrassment as he suckled around his master's shaft through each pulsing rope that splattered into his throat. What else could he do? Worse, he could feel his own painfully erect shaft painfully protesting his inability to reach his climax.

After what seemed like forever, Allyan pulled his hips back while his cock still drooled out seed messily. The tip popped free and a rope of pearly cum splashed over his muzzle and lips. It clung against his furred muzzle and blended in with his naturally white fur as he remained kneeling and shivering. He didn't dare move a paw down to touch himself as he felt his hardened red cock pulse again and the knot tried in vain to swell open again. Oh gods, when had simple lust become so painful? He curled forward with a breathy cry.

"Now, if you had been well behaved you could have earned your release." The golden paw moved into view just as the spade shaped tip wiped itself over his muzzle messily. "Instead, you will spend your night contemplating how you can better serve as my apprentice."

"Please master.." Lyon whimpered and trembled slightly. "I apologized to you."

"Go to your room, apprentice. Tomorrow I will give you another task. Hopefully you'll accomplish this one without fail." Allyan's voice sounded thick and pleased instead of firm. The dragon was heedless of the situation his apprentice was in.

Lyon stared up at him and moved his muzzle up to try and paw away the sticky cum. It clung to his fingers and with it the scent of his master as he forced himself to his feet. Even the touch of his pants against his painfully erect cock made him tremble. What else could he do? He executed a shaky bow and stumbled towards the door. With luck he'd be able to find a cold shower to try and calm himself down. It was going to be a long long night.

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