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"Nnngh... Yes, my pet... more...!"

Marda let out a soft moan of acknowledgement, slowly bobbing her head on her Master's cock. Her gaze flicked back and forth between the dark green scales of Vertas' belly and his snout, seeing how hard he was panting, how much he was clearly enjoying her work! She drew her head back a little, then slid it down his shaft once again, suckling, her lips squeezing gently, but this time adding a firmer lick with her tongue, focusing beneath and just behind his tip... That drew an even louder groan from her Master, and she let out a huff as he humped forward, his belly bumping against the tip of her snout. He was really getting close...

Thoughts of making him cum of course brought to her head thoughts of her being allowed to do the same! But despite the intense, needy heat of her own arousal, a little rocking of her own hips brought her no relief whatsoever: she was locked into a chastity belt, and had been for nearly three weeks now... to 'further her training,' as her Master put it. Oh how she wished he would reward her for her rapidly improving oral skills by licking her, by giving her a toy, by giving her a proper hard mounting! Remembering what the chastity was supposed to be teaching her, she tried to suppress a low whine of need, as she began to bob her head faster, suck harder, and slide her tongue firmly along his underside--

"Rrrg--! Yes! Gonna... nnnnnh..."

Knowing him as well as she did now, she hardly needed the warning! She could feel him tensing against her, feel the short rigid thrusts he was giving, had tasted the initial little droplets of his seed on her tongue already... She took a deep breath in preparation to try to do a better job of swallowing this time, then let out her own moan around his cock when a forepaw pressed the back of her head firmly against his belly-- Then the big green dragon roared and shuddered as she brought him to orgasm. Her lips pushed tight together, her tongue slid back and forth against his length, and she held that big breath, feeling him leave his thick, hot seed in the back of her maw and doing her best to swallow each spurt he gave her. The firm press of his paw, trapping the tip of his shaft deep in her mouth, helped her to at least keep any from escaping her jaws, and though she had to pause and take a couple of panting breaths before she could finish, she managed to get it all down. Moaning softly up at him, she licked his shaft gently clean, then pulled her head away when he let go; not just opening her mouth, instead letting her lips slide up along and off the tip to make sure she didn't leave anything behind.

"Well done, my pet," he purred, lifting a forepaw invitingly; she snuggled against him, letting him pull her close, his chest and belly pressed up against her back. "You've been getting much better..."

"Thank you Master," she murmured, wiggling a little in the larger dragon's embrace. Aside from a brief clench of her foreclaws, she didn't show her frustration as her own arousal slowly faded away, left unsated yet again... but either it or her lust while she'd sucked him off had been enough for him to notice, for he gave her forehead a little nip.

His tail curled around, rubbing against her belly and the stiff metal of her chastity belt. "But you are still struggling with the other, more important aspect of this training," he sighed.

"I know, Master," she shivered a little, not suppressing her body's reactions to so needing some proper stimulation, now that he'd acknowledged it. "I just... My body, I- it wants you so badly, and I do my best to control it, but..."

He thought for a moment, and his tail rubbed at her inner thigh before flicking away. "Why are you in chastity, my pet?"

The question was familiar by now. "To help me learn to pleasure you because I want to please you, more than anything else, instead of just hoping for a physical reward."

Vertas tilted his head. "But when you try to control your body's reactions to servicing me, what are you teaching yourself?"

"I--" She stopped, and closed her mouth again. "I'm trying to teach myself to focus on you, Master, instead of my own desires."

"Are you? To me, it sounds like you're trying not to let yourself be heated up by pleasuring me."

"...oh." Marda looked away, blushing a little.

He chuckled, nosing at her snout until she swung her head around to face him again. "And do you think I want you to not be turned on by sucking my cock?"

Her face flushed so hot she was sure the purple scales of her snout were turning a little red. "No Master!"

"Good. You're right that I want your focus on pleasing me, but to try to do so by fighting against your own excitement doesn't just put your attention on yourself rather than me; I'm guessing it makes you feel your arousal even more strongly, by trying to deny it!"

"But..." She squirmed again, the underside of her tail pressing against the belt, uselessly. "If I let myself get so horny, then I'll be thinking more of wanting you to please me, than wanting to please you. I thought suppressing it would show my focus was on you..."

"But at the same time, do you really think I don't want you to get excited? Do you think I don't want to see you grinding, don't want to feel you squirming against me, don't want to hear your sexy little moans of arousal?"

"No Master..." She pawed at the ground. "But..."

"My pet, there is nothing wrong with you being turned on by pleasuring me. Don't try to deny yourself that; you'll start to hate it, if you do. And neither of us want that." He nuzzled her firmly, and she nuzzled back. "So don't try to stop yourself from heating up from it. The key is to be getting horny not because you're imagining the pleasure you'd get if I took you, but because you're enjoying the privilege of giving me pleasure, in whatever way I may ask you to do so."

She tilted her head. "I understand."

"Good! Perhaps this evening I'll let you show me." Letting go with his paws, Vertas rolled over and stood, stretching out catlike with a groan, loosening up his legs, his wings, his neck and tail, shivering all over and yawning wide. "Ahhh! I'm going to go flying, and possibly grab us an early meal. Don't have too much fun while I'm gone!" He smirked, then spread his wings, loped over to the cave entrance and launched himself into the air.

"Yes Master!" she called after him, slowly rising, taking time to stretch out each area individually, head and neck, then forelegs, then wings, torso, hind legs, tail... letting out a long sigh, feeling the confines of the belt so snug around her hips--she was in no danger of having 'too much fun' as long as that stayed on! Of course, her lust while she pleasured him wouldn't be so damn strong if she'd been allowed to feel even a moment of stimulation in the last three weeks... Her sex almost seemed to ache from need, from getting so worked up once or twice every day without even the lightest touch to enjoy... But it was good training, she supposed grudgingly, for if she could learn to focus entirely on him even while so unbearably horny, she would have no trouble doing so under normal circumstances!

Marda licked her lips, letting out a soft huff at how strong the taste of him still was in her mouth. Granted, it wasn't really a bad taste; she just somehow felt dirty as long as it lingered--probably due to the source of it, she figured. Walking outside, she took in a long deep breath of the fresh outside air, still pleasantly crisp and cool at this time of morning, before walking to the brook that ran down the mountain slope just steps from the cave mouth. Such luxury, to have shelter and water so close together, and such a strong dragon Vertas was to be able to hold this prime territory!

And how lucky she was to have been taken in by him, she reflected as she drank, letting out a sigh at the cold, clean taste that helped her wash her maw and throat clean. Not six months ago she'd had no cave of her own, no territory, nowhere safe to hunt or drink or even sleep! A little small for a dragon, sleek and quick but lacking strength, Marda had never been any good at fighting, or eager to do so, either, preferring to defer to or debate with another dragon and avoid conflict as much as possible. It seemed sensible to her, but with nearly every other dragon in existence eager to duel for land, for a cave, for treasure, as soon as her parents had none-too-gently suggested she find her own territory she'd found herself without any home at all. With all the most desirable land claimed, she'd spent a couple of years wandering through the mountains, stealing a drink here, a meal there, a night to sleep in dense forest somewhere else...

But it was a hard, trying existence, and those years had seen her grow thin, anxious, and weak, lacking regular meals and water and sleep. Finally she'd decided she needed somewhere to live, somewhere she could be safe, and had gone from cave to cave trying to find someone willing to take her in. So many had said no.. but Vertas had not. Seeing something in her that he liked--she'd always thought herself pretty, but she was so emaciated and dirty at the time surely it hadn't been that--he'd agreed to take her in, offering to share his territory, his cave, his meals, everything with her, on the condition that she serve him however he wished.

He had given her time to think about it: he'd been upfront about his desire to bind her, to use her and to have her pleasure him in whatever ways he thought of, and wanted her to be certain she'd be able to do that--and to enjoy it--before she agreed to stay. She had been very uncertain, but she'd also been so desperate to find somewhere safe to live, and the idea of having a big strong dragon to protect her and do any necessary fighting for her had been so appealing, and in the end she'd agreed to live with him, as his pet.

She didn't regret it one bit, and looking at the territory, the spacious cave, the handsome dragon she shared it with, it wasn't hard to understand why.

That wasn't to say it had been easy, of course. Rightly suspicious that a dragon could be as submissive as she behaved, he'd kept her bound all hours and mounted her quite roughly for the first few weeks--certain that if she'd been trying to creep in deceitfully and hurt him or steal from his hoard or force him out, eventually she wouldn't be able to put up with it any longer--but when he'd seen her returning to a healthy weight, when he'd seen how she looked when she finally got a chance to groom, when he'd seen how much less anxious she was when she was able to get full nights of sleep, in a deep safe cave, at last... It was then that he'd known she had no intention to deceive him, so he'd started to treat her much more gently, and begun to teach her how he wanted her to behave in earnest. And safe, well-fed and peaceful as she was with him, she'd been happy ever since.

Though she'd be even happier if Master would let her out of chastity, she thought with an irritated flick of her tail as she finished drinking, tossing her head to shake off any clinging droplets of water. She knew it was part of her training, she understood the way this was supposed to be teaching her to think--the way she wanted to think, even!--but damn it, she'd been three weeks without him taking her, without him licking or grinding or using a toy or even giving her a nice firm grope! She shivered from snout to tailtip just at the thought of being allowed to feel that sort of pleasure again... It was difficult enough going that long strictly denied in general, but having to service him a couple times per day, almost always with her maw, and getting so worked up from doing so only made it that much harder!

She shook her head and snorted, trying to clear the thoughts away. It was what Master wanted, so she would accept it, she would obey, she would learn what he wanted her to learn and he would reward her when she did, and once she had they would both be happier. And that would only happen, she thought as she walked back into the cave, once she managed to think more about how happy she was with living with him, and pleasing him, instead of how badly she wanted out of chastity!

A roar stopped her in her tracks: not Vertas' voice.

Six months of peace hadn't been enough to cure her of flinching and hunching down when she heard an unexpected roar, though this wasn't quite the same as the many she'd heard in the past, full of fury at discovering an intruder; this was just as loud, but more declaration than warning: a dragon was coming, a big strong one, and that dragon most likely wanted a fight. She recovered quickly--she was used to taking flight even before such a roar had ended, in the past--and went back into the cave, settling down on her belly, facing the entrance, so her belt would hopefully be less noticeable. Vertas surely heard that roar, she thought, and he'd better return soon!

She soon heard wings, but the dragon who landed was not Vertas. It was a dark blue male, big and rugged and brutish-looking, and when he saw her inside he grinned wide with confidence, sauntering a couple of steps closer. "Is this your territory, little dragoness?" he said, mantling his wings a little to further emphasize his figure.

Marda suppressed a squeak. "Y- Sort of... Well, it belongs to Vertas, and I share it with him."

"I see." His nostrils flared for a moment, and she flushed; surely he could smell her and her Master's arousal on the air, in here! "This Vertas is your mate, then? Where is he?"

"M- He just went out flying, not long ago! He must have heard you roaring, he should be back any moment." She fervently hoped he would be, and for once was thankful for the security of the chastity belt she wore; she didn't like the way this dragon was looking at her, but he couldn't get under her tail without the key, safe in a little pouch hanging around Master's neck. "But he's not my..." she started, only to cut herself off, she didn't want to explain that he was her Master, not her mate!

"Not your mate?" He came still closer, head cocked to the side, smirking. "Then what is he, to have you here with him?"

She scrambled to her feet and backed a little deeper into the cave. "I-I--!"

Another roar sounded, this one loud and close, echoing off all the walls of the cave so that it was nearly deafening; it certainly wiped the grin off the newcomer's snout, for a moment anyway. "You are trespassing on my territory!" followed, nearly as loud, and Vertas stepped into the cave, teeth bared and glaring. "And I do not tolerate trespassers."

"You must be Vertas." The blue dragon turned to face him, that smirk reappearing already: he was about Master's size, perhaps a bit bigger. "Your little toy was just telling me about you..."

He glanced at her for a moment, and she shook her head quickly in response to dispel his worry; she hadn't been attacked, or even properly threatened--yet. "Who are you, and what do you want on my territory? You are not welcome here, especially not inside my cave."

"I am Caesen, and I am here for your territory. I would duel you for it--and for your toy, too." He winked at her, and she tried not to tremble; she was finally happy, she didn't want Master to lose his territory, or for this brute to become her master instead!

Vertas snarled. "I will not duel you for Marda."

"Oh? She isn't your mate already, and if you're not willing to fight for her, then I might just take her when I win; dragons may duel for the right to a mate."

"If the dragoness is willing to mate with either of the dragons. Do you want to be Caesen's mate, Marda?"

It took a little too much effort to speak in something other than a choked squeak, she was already so nervous. "No!"

Caesen growled and stamped a paw. "What if I want her anyway? After all, once you've been dealt with..."

"Fine!" He bared his teeth, sparing only a moment to give her an apologetic look. "If you win, you can mount her once before she and I leave. But you're going to have to put up a lot on your end to equal that risk."

"As you wish." Caesen pulled a gold ring off each of his horns, and unclasped and removed a wide gold band from one of his forelegs. "I will risk these, for the right to your territory, and a round with your pretty little toy."

His eyes narrowed, his tail lashed, and he let a low growl rumble in his throat for a few moments while he thought; then he said, "if I win, you will also give yourself up to her and to me, so we can teach you a lesson about daring to threaten her."

She blinked uncertainly; what did he mean by that? Would the two of them... spank him, or something? Bind him? Maybe put him in chastity for a while? Her tailtip flicked at that thought, but worry quickly rose up in her mind once again; Master had to duel this big dragon for the territory... for her... for their safety and happiness! She couldn't bear to think of what would happen if he lost; even the stimulation she got when he mounted her wouldn't make her feel any better, not when it wasn't from Master, not when he wasn't giving it to her for pleasing him, for learning, not when it meant she would be homeless again...

"Agreed," Caesen said with a snort, and this time she couldn't keep from letting out a short low whine of distress.

"Agreed. The duel will begin outside, in the air; let's go." He turned, beckoning both for him to walk out first, and for her to come over.

Caesen tilted his head and walked outside, spreading his wings and lifting off; Vertas watched him go before nuzzling her close, rumbling softly. "Don't worry, my pet..."

She pressed herself as close to him as she could. "I don't want to leave here... I don't want to have to lift my tail for- for him..."

"Don't worry. I can handle him... I won't let him chase us away, and I will not let him use you. Everything will be fine..."

"I-if you say so, Master," she licked his cheek, wishing the outcome was as certain as he made it sound.

"I do say so! And what I say goes," he winked at her, then trotted outside, shook out his wings and leapt skyward, leaving her at the cave entrance to watch. Caesen was already up there, circling as he waited for Vertas to reach his height, the two males sizing each other up, watching how the other flew, both already guessing what the other might try once the duel began.

Then Vertas roared, Caesen answered, and just like that the duel was on. Banking and pumping their wings, the two dragons closed with frightening speed, coming on, on--Vertas flared his wings and came to a stop almost at once, claws raised to grapple and rake, but Caesen kept right on charging, waiting for the green dragon to slither to the side before folding a wing, leaning and slashing at his belly. Vertas twisted and kicked hard with his hind paws, planting a paw squarely in the challenger's chest and pushing him away before any damage could be done--but also pushing him downward, and with a snarl he twisted and dove after him, trying to press his altitude advantage!

Caesen was already recovering, and with so much momentum he was able to get out of reach before Vertas could take more than a couple reaching swipes at his tail. Once he was past both of them worked hard for altitude, but Marda could already see one advantage that gave her hope: Master was much more fluid in the air than his opponent, his movements easier and swifter too, so he could get more height with less work, and keep Caesen level with or beneath him. The blue dragon saw it as well and immediately came in, this time flaring and twisting up to grapple with him instead of going for a pass, to put his strength to better use; Vertas started to twist away, only to drop right down onto him when Caesen reached and he saw an opening.

With them grappling so close, kicking and biting and slashing, wings beating hard in opposite directions, coiling and twisting and spiraling as they fell through the air, Marda could barely distinguish the two different bodies, let alone who might be doing more damage, if any! She winced every time one or the other roared, worried they might be betraying pain, or difficulty, or even fear, or victory-- Finally they neared the ground and began to separate, only for Caesen to snatch her Master's hind paws in his grip and fold his wings, bearing him towards the forest despite his attempts to squirm free.

She had to scamper through the trees now just to see what would happen next, her heart in her throat as she made her way towards the sounds of their fighting, worried every moment that the noise would stop and Caesen would announce victory, having wrestled her Master to submission on the ground; but the two of them were still grappling when she arrived. Neither had the upper wing, neither was more than scratched by the other, but both were breathing hard as they wrestled around, snapping and clawing and snarling fury. Her tail lashed as she watched, hating to even see other dragons fight but wishing with all her heart that Master would win, seeming one moment about to be strangled and the next surely about to pin the big blue dragon and make him surrender...

A flurry of blows too quick for her to follow passed between them, and a moment later it was over: Vertas stood snarling atop Caesen, a paw on his neck, jaws at his throat. "I yield," the challenger gasped, and Marda sagged in place in relief, sighing, all the tension in her belly dissipating at last.

"Are you all right?" she murmured, hurrying to her Master's side and sniffing at his neck.

"Just some scratches... Follow us back to the cave," he snapped to Caesen, before turning for home, rumbling to his pet while she leaned and nuzzled at him. "I told you not to worry..."

She tilted her head. "I know... It's just, he was so big, and... if you'd lost..."

"You don't have to think about it anymore. I won, so it won't happen... I'll never let it happen," he growled, tail lashing once.

"Thank you Master... I'm glad I have you to protect me from... dragons like him."

He purred to her. "But now... I have a few ideas for teaching him a lesson that involve you... And I want to ask your permission first. What if..." he lowered his voice still further. "What if we tie him down, and you tease him with your maw but don't let him orgasm... maybe slide a dildo into his rear to make sure he's humiliated by it... while I take your belt off and make him watch me take you, like he wanted to."

The thought of Master finally mounting her made her shudder all over, letting out an involuntary low moan of desire as she imagined his big thick cock stuffing her full, sliding so wonderfully back and forth-- But at the same time, imagining taking the shaft of the big evil brute in her maw made her want to whine and shake her head and curl up and hide! The dragon had threatened to steal their territory, had threatened to mount her against her will; she understood that denial like that could be torment, but the last thing she wanted to do was to suck on him, or give him even the slightest bit of stimulation to enjoy!

"N-no Master..." she finally whispered, "I don't want to do that. I don't want to do for him what I do for you..."

He tilted his head in understanding. "Very well. Perhaps... we could tie him down, and you could peg him?"

Marda couldn't deny that sounded fitting, mounting him and humping his rear when he'd wanted to do the same to her! But... "Wouldn't that just make him angry...? It would make him want revenge, and I don't want to watch you two fight again! Or... he might like it, some males do." She glanced back at Caesen for a moment; it seemed unlikely, considering his build and his aggressive demeanor, but one could never be sure.

"I doubt he would... in either case." He snorted. "How about--"

She cut him off with a whine. "Master, I just want him to leave as soon as possible! He makes me... anxious... uncomfortable... Please just send him away."

"All right," he nuzzled her gently, rumbling deep in his chest. "I will tell him to leave. I just wanted to punish him, for wanting to take you, and use you against your will. You're my pet," he said, growling possessively.

"You could put him in chastity." She lashed her tail, mean-spirited if only for a moment, as they reached the cave mouth.

"Actually..." Vertas grinned wide. "That's perfect. He won't be able to get any stimulation, anyone he sees will see him wearing it, and if they ask... That works quite well! Good idea, pet." He gave her chin a good-natured nibble, escorting her and Caesen back into the cave. From there he led them to the chamber on the left, and when he saw all the bondage gear and toys waiting there the blue dragon spoke, for the first time since yielding.

"Hey-- What are you going to do? You--"

"We will do what we think is an appropriate punishment for you after you made such a request," Vertas cut him off, teeth bared, tail lashing. "I will not tolerate you or any other dragon trying to duel me for my pet again, so we are going to punish you and humiliate you enough to ensure you never make another attempt--and that every dragon you meet will know what happens to whoever may come here to try what you did."

"But--"

"And you agreed to it when we laid the frame of the duel!"

This was enough to make Caesen fell silent, and Vertas took the chastity belt Marda had collected for him. The vanquished dragon growled as Vertas approached his hindquarters, but said nothing, and did not resist as he slipped it around his hind legs and the base of his tail and tightened the straps, pulling the curved metal plate into position, resting snug against his slit... and locked securely, to keep it in place. Caesen's only further complaint was another low growl, which just made Vertas smile.

"Your punishment for threatening and attempting to gain control over Marda is to wear that chastity belt for a period of one month. If any dragon you meet asks you about it, you must explain what you did to deserve it, so that they will also know not to attempt what you did. You may come back in a month, and I will remove it for you; but if you damage or break it to get out of it on your own, I will devise a much more severe punishment for you. Understood?"

Caesen hissed and glared when he heard how long he was expected to wear the belt, but when asked, he tilted his head in assent. "I understand."

"Good. Now get off my territory and leave us in peace."

He left without another word, and finally Marda was able to relax, the tension and conflict the blue dragon had brought flying out of the cave with him. "I'm so glad you beat him, Master," she nuzzled at his neck.

"So am I." He walked over to the rings and armband Caesen had left, to examine them: bright and shining and clean, the gold was quite beautiful. "I wouldn't say I was happy to defend you from his threats, if only because I don't like seeing you so distressed, but I'm glad to have protected you."

It took her a moment to work out what he'd meant, but she leaned against him, pressing herself in close for the comfort of his presence. "Thank you, Master..."

"Of course, my pet." He lowered himself slowly onto his side, guiding her down with him and wrapping all four of his legs and his tail snugly around her, pressing their chests and bellies close together, his tail coiling up with hers, and they nuzzled each other firmly, purring. She wedged herself in as close to him as she could get, feeling so comfortable in his grasp, so safe, so happy, free of all the worries that had dogged her before she'd met him--only further proven today, by how he'd defeated Caesen!

He held her nice and tight, obliging, nosing gently at her, knowing she needed the comfort. After the duel he also seemed to need to relax himself, to let himself calm down, let his muscles unwind, let his breathing and his heart rate slow back down... Marda was happy to cuddle and happy to feel the tension drain from him while they did, wriggling a little against him, purring loudly, tucking her head in against his neck and letting out a happy sigh, safe and happy with her Master.

But at some point in the snuggle she must have pushed herself a bit too close, it seemed, or perhaps he was just so used to being close to her leading to sex... For he let out a soft groan, and squeezed her even tighter, and after another few moments she felt something hot and fleshy and rapidly stiffening push against her belly! "Master!" she huffed at him and pouted in mock displeasure. "We were having a nice relaxing cuddle."

Vertas rumbled, and nipped her on the nose. "We were... But now you can give me a nice blowjob, instead, to get our minds onto something much more pleasant!" He rocked his hips, grinding his already-hard shaft against her belly.

She nipped back! "I just gave you one not two hours ago!"

He just let go of her, nudging her snout in the direction of his belly. "And with how good you're getting at them, I wouldn't mind receiving them as fast as my body could recover!" The praise made her blush, and she turned willingly, feeling the heat of arousal rush through her own body as she slowly licked his shaft from base to tip, feeling him shudder against her, enjoying the groan of pleasure he gave her.

"Plus..." He squeezed the base of her tail with a paw. "It'll give you a chance to practice what we discussed earlier."

"Nnh," she panted, squirming a little at the touch, her sex puffy and swollen already from her desire, if only that belt wasn't in the way... "Yes Master..." Curling her lips over her teeth to be sure they wouldn't scrape, she slowly took his cock into her maw, tongue pressing firmly up against it as she did, moaning around it and hearing him softly moan too, humping her snout just a little as she brought her nose all the way to his belly-scales. She let him thrust for a few moments, giving the occasional suckle or stroke of her tongue, then began to bob her head, slowly, steadily pleasuring him as she had so many times before...

"Nnnngh... Good pet..." he panted through gritted teeth as she sucked.

Marda moaned again; her insides felt almost as if they had caught fire, she wanted stimulation so badly, and lust made her shudder all over. "Mmmmmhf... mmmmh... mgh," she panted around his shaft, hips rocking, grinding her belt firmly and uselessly against the ground... For a moment she tried to control herself, her hind claws curling in frustration--but then she remembered what Master had said to her, not to shut it out... But to just enjoy serving him. And she did enjoy it, truly, not just because it 'paid' for her shelter but because she liked to please him, in any way he chose! So she let her hindquarters squirm, she let her tail twitch back and forth and lift up, she let herself moan around Master's cock deep in her maw, let her body do whatever it needed to do to express her incredible arousal and instead savored the taste of him, his musky scent, the shivers and thrusts and groans that told her just how much he was loving every touch she gave him...

If she hadn't been so busy at the moment, it would have shocked her how simple it was to lose herself in her task, now that she was going about it the proper way. Her intense lust felt more like pleasure now than need, so that she barely noticed her own shudders and grinds and moans while bobbed her head, sucked on him, rubbed her tongue against all those spots she knew he liked touched the most... Mind nearly blank, only loving how much she loved pleasing him, and how much it heated her up to do so, just sucking him off for the pleasure of doing so, the thought of stimulation or any other reward not even beginning to form in her head! And she was doing it so well this time he seemed unable to form words in his ecstasy, panting and grunting softly through gritted teeth, slowly, jerkily humping towards her maw, only bobbing faster and rubbing her tongue more roughly as she felt him tensing, squirming, getting up to the edge...!

He snarled and thrust roughly forward, giving her all the seed he had, his hind legs and tail twitching as he released it into her waiting maw... Even knowing it was coming, it came out so fast this time she only managed to get down the first couple spurts before coughing a little, just catching the rest and waiting for him to finish before trying to get it all down. Unable to suck anymore until she got a chance to swallow, she rubbed her tongue back and forth to give him all the pleasure she could, and when he finally finished she gulped down his seed, licked his cock and her own jaws clean, and finally lifted her head away, trembling a little in lust but still not caring one bit about that... just loving the look of bliss on Master's face.

"Wow..." he finally gasped, going limp against her and purring loud. "If... if you can give me a few... more blowjobs like that... I don't think you'll be staying in chastity too much longer..."

"Nnnnnh..." She shuddered, but only pressed herself in close to him again, pleased to have done so well, perfectly happy despite her own desire to wait until Vertas thought she was ready to be let out of her belt. "Thank you Master."

"Good girl," he rumbled, slowly wrapping his limbs around her again, and this time they managed a nice long relaxing cuddle.