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The white drake couldn't help but smirk as he watched his saucy pet wander around the den. She'd chosen to wear a particularly hot little red number with rich obsidian black highlights and dainty frills that drew the eye toward... specific parts of her body. The silky red lingerie clung to her hide in all the right ways, showing off the supple feminine curves of that gorgeous body of hers. Telroth had no issue letting his eyes pry under that slightly arched tail as it and the prize beneath wandered in and out of view. For a four-legged feral, she certainly fit the clothing to a T.

She had a feather duster held cutely in her muzzle and casually brushed it against a piece of furniture here and there. They both knew her actions had nothing to do with cleaning; it just gave her an excuse to flaunt her body while simultaneously teasing her master. The great white male seemed quite content to let the saucy female go about her task, simply laying there on his back, regally propped up in a large pile of pillows. His angular snout and sharp blue eyes followed her every move intently, shamelessly indulging himself in carnally 'undressing' her with his mind.

She'd noticed it right away, the large, bulbous spire of flesh protruding from between his legs was like a beacon that made her loins ach from the sore, pleasurable memories of what it had done to her many times before... but she pretended to ignore it. The big drake, too, simply laid there, hinds casually sprawled and fores resting on his chest as he let his little pet stew with the scent of him wafting on the air. She was trying to goad him into pouncing and fucking her like a bitch in heat but Telroth was well aware of what she wanted and seemed content to just watch instead.

As the minutes passed without any indication that he was going to take the bait, Royelle found it increasingly difficult not to take a more direct approach. Still playing as a casual cleaning lady, the blue dragoness stopped between Telroth and a table of nearby trinkets. Completely ignoring the spear of pink flesh prodding the air she, instead, turned toward the table and bent down much further than necessary to brush the feather duster over his toys with slow strokes. The motion, of course, left the smaller dragoness easily exposed to the prying eyes of the bigger more powerful male but, even after taking her time and 'dusting' off every object on the display table, still only his eyes touched her.

She nearly huffed in disappointed need, but the snug black collar around her neck created a constant reminder that he could do whatever he wanted with her whether that be splaying her across the floor and fucking her brains out or just watching her dance around like an innocent little girl. Ever the defiant little morsel though, once she'd picked herself back up, she quickly shifted her attention from one side to the other, hovering over his crotch and quickly brushing the soft feathery tips of her duster over his erection.

The saucy blue dragoness had planned to just tease him and trot off but her actions seemed to finally get a rise out of the big drake. Before she could slip away she felt a claw hook under her collar and tug-yank her right back into place beside him. Despite trying to weave this intricate plan to get her master to pin and rut the needy girl into a bloated drooling mess of sex and cum, she found her position of lead quite suddenly turned upside down. A moment of confused indecision gave Telroth all the time he needed to slide his forepaw up the back of her neck and take his little girl by the 'reigns'.

She could have fought him, it wouldn't have been too hard to pry the back of her head from his grip despite the power behind his hold; but it was the other power he held over her that kept her in check. He was the most endearing, caring, loving creature she'd ever known but when it came to sex he was a brutal, dominant and utterly vicious breeder. His commanding grip sent a shudder of want down her spine, held there as he slowly reached out with his other paw and plucked the duster from between her only slightly hesitant muzzle.

Now there was nothing between her nose and that long, fat, knotted spear of flesh. Her pretty green eyes focused on the pre-beaded tip, watching a thick glob of the stuff roll down the smooth curved surface of his cock tip with nostrils flared. He held her there, his dirty, devious smirk hidden from view while teasing her with what he knew she wanted so badly. Only once she was ready to break did he shift to make his move.

Down he pressed his little pet. She wanted him, he could feel it in the way she tried momentarily to fight his guiding paw. She'd have swallowed him whole if he gave her the barest quarter but it wasn't her tongue that needed to be reunited with his scent. The hefty male made it a point to grind his flesh directly against her nose, smearing a long sticky strand of his precum across her lips and snout, instantly marking her hide with his virile musk. The poor girl melted into the abuse with ease, growling with one eye closed as she ground her cheek firmly against his bare meat.

Telroth simply smirked with satisfaction, holding her down still but letting his lovely pet have a little more freedom with her movements. The curve of his cockflesh slid up and over her snout some as the stiff male continued to smear his scent all over that pretty muzzle of hers. Thick gooey globs of the stuff surged up through his powerful shaft, collected at the tip and drizzled over her facial features like hot sticky syrup. Royelle huffed and panted, the big drake knew just how to push her buttons...

The excited dragoness could have indulged in being painted with his thick vicious precum for hours but it seemed Telroth had other plans in mind. Leaning forward and curling up, the big male found good purchase on her neck and let his fangs sink right in to the gums. The contact made her hiss and tense; her poor wounded neck wore many tender reminders of previous hard and rough ruttings and the white drake was no less gentle with her now than he'd ever been in the past. She gave no resistance, however, as she was hauled up and away from his crotch with dripping strands of cummy fluid stringing between her snout and his massive erection.

Now standing, dangling on two hind paws, the large keen drake easily hoisted the sultry female up onto his sapphire blue underside and let the trembling, needy hen's hinds spread and sprawl wide to either side of his gut. Now belly to belly with this tasty beauty, the dominant drake let his paws roam up and down the supple curves of her delightful form in slow dirty indulgence. He growled around her captive neck, slowly working her hips down toward his crotch until her body was splayed out over his. She felt so very exposed and vulnerable in the hot, possessive hold of her master, her body massaged as if he were simply warming a sex-toy for impending use. Her groans were soft and lusty when her wet pussy lips finally kissed the tapered tip of that hungry breeding rod leaving behind a string of lust to stretch lewdly between them.

A powerful paw came up to replace the grip of his jaw, firmly pressing her head to his chest. Telroth held her down gently but firmly while simultaneously reaching for a long cylindrical container from the table she'd so recently dusted. She hadn't given the silver-capped bottle a second glance before but now she was intently curious; wide eyes watched him spin the top off with a flick of a claw. She tried to nose her way up and watch as he brought the vial to his snout and took a deep whiff but, just as he had before, the powerful male simply held her down. The paw on her neck pressed just above the fresh bite marks and held them open despite her hissing protest.

The thin milky-pink substance poured from the bottle with ease as the big male worked a few drizzles of the stuff into each fang hole. It didn't take long for the fluid to soak into the small wounds, his paws rubbing over the now VERY sensitive area as he applied a second coat. Whatever pain there had been faded into a deliciously soothing sensation of delight that made her toes curl pleasantly. Despite her desire to squirm, Telroth held her down with the insistence of a fussy father as he finished the second application. It evaporated on her skin like alcohol, soaking into her system with ease and began permeating her system, flushed through her body with each powerful heartbeat.

Of course she'd have liked to know what it was all about but the white drake didn't give her quarter to ask. The paw on the back of her neck slid around up under her jaw and firmly guided the pretty girl's snout up off his chest. With her nose now held straight up, she couldn't help but swish her tail in curiosity. Telroth, however, was on a mission and simply wedged a foretalon between her teeth at the back of the jaw, forcing her maw to open wide. From her prone position she could juuust see his other paw raise the vial of fluid over her snout and begin draining its contents out over her tongue.

She had no idea what to expect what with all his secretive, demanding motions and instinctively kept her throat closed as the surprisingly tasteless fluid was dumped wholesale into her mouth. Finished, the stiff drake simply dropped the empty vial to the side. Without warning the unsuspecting dragoness found herself reflexively swallowing- not to her own design but to the sensation of having her stretched throat rubbed with such soothing precision. It took but a second for the pool of fluid to pass beyond the barrier of her control and, by then, it was too late to stop the stuff from sliding down into her stomach. The white drake rumbled his approval, continuing to stroke his pet's throat as he withdrew his talon from between her jaws, letting her maw close and swallow naturally.

Oh he'd been told only a few drops mixed into a drink would be enough to do the trick by the end of the night but why stop there? Besides he'd started with at least a few drops onto her neck; notwithstanding that having it directly in her bloodstream would make the effects that much stronger and take effect much quicker... She looked ready to inquire about the devilish grin that had suddenly spread across his features so Telroth diverted her train of thought once again with a quick tug to the collar, hooking a leash to its simple but effective curve.

She eeffed and tilted her head to look at the offending apparatus, only to be caught off guard once again as he tossed the other end of her leash into his maw and yanked a second time. This much more rigorous motion caused her entire body to rock and sprawl, stretched pleasantly out on top of his. Even more than that, she curled that gorgeous cute little snout back as she felt his powerful forepaws curl around her hips and pry her rump open, exposing the hot core of her lust to the hefty spire of meat that stood at the ready to breed his horny little bitch.

Telroth had never been a gentle lover, not since the first time he had caught her in the open and pinned her neck to the ground in those mighty jaws. He'd held her hips up and found through trial and error that this little girl was quite capable of taking the whole spear of flesh he carried between his legs- even if took brutally beating that soft sweet undertail of hers into submission one feral thrust at a time. Even after being forced to waddle around with his clutch for months and finally squeezing dozens of very large dragon eggs from of that poor abused pussy of hers, he found she was still just as tight a cunt as the first time he'd squeezed a brood into her belly.

This time would be no different, that tight little hole would stretch and strain around the breeding flesh of a drake nearly twice her size whether she liked it or not and he wouldn't stop driving his thick cock into her until he felt her neither lips swallow his knot. Krrrr... the idea of soaking her womb in his scent was too great to resist as he guided that utterly unprotected vent down onto his bare shaft. Tonight would be more than just making her belly swell with his sperm and just waiting for it to take root however; oh no, he was going to be MUCH more proactive about making this hot little hen bare his brood. Poor Elle didn't catch the delicious grin that spread across his snout as his thick blood-gorged cockflesh began crawling up inside his innocent lover's lush fuckable folds.

The tantalizingly dressed dragoness let off a soft whine as she felt her body eagerly impaled upon that firm spire of meat. Deeper and deeper he went, wedging in a consistent rate, feeding his flesh into her yawning pussy lips one delirious inch a time. She gritted her teeth slightly and let off a soft grunt as she felt his hips push up off the plush pile of pillows just so he could dig in that little bit deeper. She couldn't contest his claim as he held her rump cheeks spread, forcing that long spire all the way under her tail until she felt herself literally sitting on his bulky knot.

To anyone else, that would seem as far as he could go. At one end of her love tunnel rested his wet, seedy tip kissing the unyielding wall of her cervix and at the other perched that bulbous ball of flesh that seemed capable of only feeling the heat of her lust through the strands of feminine nectar drizzled over its taunt, sensitive surface. But they both knew he wasn't going to stop there... Oh quite the opposite, there would be no rest for the poor girl until he had her tender soft pussy lips stretched lewdly around his swollen knot. Already she felt most pleasantly full with her wet nether lips pursed tightly around this healthy male and it made her heart flutter to know this was only the beginning.

Having his bare breeding rod stuffed deep under her tail carried with it the dangerous reality that she'd probably be waddling around his clutch by the end of the month. Even if she weren't in season his seed would remain fresh in her belly for weeks, waiting impatiently for the pretty hen to open up and ovulate so he could ravage her sweet innocent eggs properly. Nuuoooh! But how could she resist such a virile male with those strong paws lifting and lowering her willing hips in slow but demanding succession, grinding his hot shaft along her soft unprotected walls.

The relatively gentle pace didn't last long as the full-blooded feral male let the desire to fuck this tantalizing prize course through his veins. Those tantalizingly snug feminine walls were kept tight and toned for, like any other muscle, they needed to be exercised to keep in shape; if Telroth could claim nothing else, he could certainly boast that he had kept those vaginal muscles very well worked. Her forepaws clung to his shoulders as the big male pushed and pulled her body up and down, forcing the cute little girl to ride his lap.

Royelle was given little quarter to argue about the brutal treatment either. The leash kept her in line while his powerful forepaws maintained unrelenting grip on those nice child-bearing hips of hers. It was only after he'd forced her to do a few dozen sit-ups in his lap that the hefty male changed pace. The incessant thrust pausing only long enough for the poor thing to catch her breath however for, once the white drake had gotten a good purchase on her rear end and spread her cheeks wide, he began shifting his hips to plunge that thick girthy spire deep between her legs.

The first two strokes were simple tests, the soft wet squish of his knot mashing up against her nether lips just seeing how well along he'd pounded her pussy into submission and, finding she still had a ways to go, he wasted no time resuming his brutal ministrations. While he'd rocked her body with short rapid jerks, these thrusts were long, harsh, driving strokes that demanded her submission to his every whim. The sexy clad female grunted and huffed, whimpering in pleasured pain as she found herself impaled again and again, the sloppy wet slosh of her pre-tainted tunnel being forced open for him a constant reminder of what he intended to do to her.

But she had no idea the real reason behind his eagerness. Oh certainly she thought she knew what he wanted but his motions were even more energetic then usual as he encouraged her to cum like a virgin around his pistoning flesh. He'd fuck her through one orgasm and drive her straight into another, never missing an opportunity to make her body tremble as a direct result of his carnal actions. He could make her fertile just using his thick meat rubbed into all the right places, a clench here, a jerk here, little signals from her sexy form he loved to exploit as he'd make her ovulate and use her own body against her.

Now on the verge of a third orgasm, the serum in her blood made the muscular contractions much stronger, enough that she whined in surprise at the force of her release. Those pretty green eyes slipped closed, hissing in pained pleasure as she felt the horny male pause his incessant thrusts to drive his knot up against her tenderized undertail, rolling his hips to see if he could get all the way inside his tight little bitch. She could feel her sore pussy lips stretched to their limit, her hinds trying desperately to spread wider and ease the tension! But just as she thought he might lodge himself inside, the big male suddenly relaxed and withdrew that bulbous flesh from the grip of her cunt.

She exploded again, breathless at the force of her climax. The blue dragoness shuddered from tip to tail, biting her lower lip and bunching up her neck in pleasure at the intense release. Her toes curled in delight as a fresh smattering of unfertilized eggs were worked up from the core of her belly and left bare out in the open fields of her womb, utterly defenseless from attack by the spear of flesh Telroth carried between his legs. The great drake just sawed his cockflesh in and out between her soaked thighs, stroking the fires of her lust, drawing out her helpless pleasure before simply resuming incessantly pounding away at her tender breeding hole.

She'd lost track of how many times he'd mercilessly shoved her over the edge, her head swimming, jaw agape, panting from the heat of their sexual friction. She knew it was coming, she could feel him tease her over and over again with the prospect of being knotted around that engorged flesh, tied to the hip while he drained his brood into her belly. By now his feral mind had reduced the pretty hen to little more than a succulent glove of flesh, a convenient place to dump his sperm into and she reviled in the pure primal desire that punctuated his every motion.

When it finally did happen, he made sure she knew it was coming. He wanted her to feel her body spreading inch by oh-so-delicious inch around his muscular swollen base, to watch her body swallow him whole and tremble at the sensation of any chance to escaping her fate as his broodmare slipping away as he knotted her. He fed his cock into her cunt with purpose, teeth gritted tight enough to ruin the leash held between them when the pleasure rolled through his body like an intoxicating drug. As her poor pussy lips finally streeeetched around the widest part, they both felt the utter bliss of her snug, sore tunnel quickly swallow up the rest of him. To her body it was sweet relief from the strain and stress, but to her mind it was far more intense having a tree trunk of ridged male firmly lodged between her thighs.

With nowhere else to go, his brazen tip forced its way up past the battered and bruised wall of her cervix, driving a thick pearly rope of pure burning hot cum up through his flared shaft and straight into her poor defenseless egg chamber. The thick gooey shot of hot virile sperm splattered right across the walls of her immaculate womb, soiling the pure serenity of her body with his carnal desires. Again... and again... and again. She could feel each pulse, could trace the path each wad of cum made as it surged up through the bulge of meat stuffed under her tail until the gooey glob of hungry sperm was thrown recklessly across her fertile fuck fields.

Telroth gave her every drop, his body twitching and jerking visibly as he came hard. It wasn't just the eggs she'd given up while nailing his precious pet or even knowing that swollen ball of flesh locked just behind her pussy lips wouldn't let a single drop escape; it was knowing he was taking it all. The serum might have made it easier to get her to ovulate but, in the end, it had all been to claim her eggs... all of them, her womb, her oviducts, her egg makers in their entirety. As swollen and tender as her slit must be right now all bruised and painfully stuffed, its effects paled in comparison to the tingling sensation racing up her spine right now.

Billions of eager dragonsperm were wriggling eagerly inside her belly, finding her fertile fields and assaulting her eggs by the hundreds. Just as devious as their sire, the unconcerned sperm nuzzled up against her unprotected ova and wriggled excitedly inside each and every one even as the big male continued to drain his essence into her cum-swollen belly. Oh she'd bare a fine clutch, those in her womb just as vigorously raped and ravaged by his seed but now she had no choice but to bear his young. She'd never miss another season, never quest for another male while in heat with her ova fertilized in their thousands by the stud currently pumping his genes under that gorgeous tail.

Only once he could give no more did the big male allow his tense, freshly fucked female to relax, her sticky sore body now quite thoroughly bred. For the rest of the night he'd say locked inside his pretty little pet to ensure he claimed not only this clutch, but every clutch to be squeezed out of that lush little cunt of hers. He'd tell her of her new fate as his new broodhen soon enough, but for now he simply let her exhausted form rest sprawled on his belly and enjoy the tingling sensation of having her saucy undertail thoroughly claimed.