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With a huff the blue-grey hippogriff slid off her porch slowly. Stopping with one paw raised, she glanced back at the open doorway with a last hopeful glance, tuffeted ears raised, but her boyfriend simply lay sprawled where she'd left him. He was good looking as far as gryphons went but he was hardly interested in her- at least not in the way she wanted. With a furrow to her brow, the poor hippogriff stuck her tongue out at the inattentive male while walking only to end up colliding with a huge mass of muscle and scale.

The big drake hardly budged as the smaller, lighter creature was knocked off her forelimbs. Talons scrabbled on the ground as she was quick to pick herself up and apologize. Standing there for a moment to be sure she was alright, Seraph gave the young hippogriff a once over. Her golden eyes washed over the mountain of dragon, drinking in his glorious hues of red and onyx. Darker black-red belly and chest scales paved a road from his jaw to the end of that thick, powerful tail and those large charcoal-black membraned wings stood ready but relaxed. It wasn't until her eyes met his that she realized she was starring and quickly averted her gaze with a blush.

Seraph had taken the moment to size this lovely female up as well; the combination of blue-grays and fluffy greens were quite attractive and very soft looking. He could have a lot of fun with her, he thought with a visible smirk painted on his snout.

"Dear?" Or not... Tasha's perky face peeked around from behind his rear; her ears raised high in curiosity. "What's wrong?" Tasha was no slouch in the department of attractiveness either, her smooth sea-green hide padded with baby blue highlights and royal blue accents. She was a doll but such a stickler when it came to keeping a monogamous relationship. He loved her to pieces but... he gave the hippogriff another look and almost sighed.

"Nothing love, just a little bump." His tail slid up and cupped his mate's head, sliding it across her features. It was something he could do blind being so familiar with her. But, while Tasha closed her eyes to enjoy the caress with a soft purr, it gave the scaly male one last chance to 'undress' the feral female before continuing on his way.

Trotting behind her love, Tasha gave a courteous nod to the shy little hippogriff, rubbing her head against Seraph's flank, leaving the lonely girl to stare after the two. Lessee sighed, that was what she wanted. Actually, what she really wanted was what she'd seen in the red drake's eyes for just a moment, that look of interest and lust. She chewed on the corner of her beak for a moment as the pair rounded the corner and disappeared out of sight. With one last look in her den at the lazy male within, she decided to go for it! What was the worst that could happen?

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"No you may not! Absolutely not!" The force of those words stung the shy hippogriff perhaps more than Tasha meant them to though she held no remorse for saying them. Lessee shrank visibly, her normally lifted ears now pinned to the sides of her head as she sat squatted on her horse half.

The turquoise dragoness was fiercely protective of her mate... or perhaps possessive was a better word... Either way it seemed incredulous that some stranger would walk up to her and _ask_if they would be willing to accept her into their bed. Of course the conversation hadn't been quite that blunt but that was the part that had stuck in her mind most. Draconic lovemaking was second to none and the lonely hippogriff had caught the look Seraph had given her, she'd just assumed the red drake and his mate would be on the same level of openness and interest.

Guess not. Now the poor girl sat tucked into herself in extreme embarrassment as the green dragoness held her ground, hovering over the offending female while her mate exited the building. The store was only large enough to accommodate one dragon at a time so the two had to take turns purchasing their goods. Tasha opened her maw as if to say something, then just closed it, shook her head and brushed past her partner on her way in.

It was hard not to notice the change in his mate's mannerism but he didn't quite put his claw on it until he saw the floofed hippogriff. Taking a seat beside her, he gave a sidelong glance with a half-smirk, intent on resuming his earlier musings about this lovely little hen when he found her quite unreceptive to the attention this time around. Raising an eye ridge curiously, the big male tossed a cookie chip into his maw and munched it down.

"Didn't hurt you did I?" Queried the large drake in a casual, conversational tone. The voice that interrupted Lessee's thoughts was smooth and familiar but it made her jump a little all the same. She glanced up at that unmistakable face, then proceeded to flush like a schoolgirl as she shied away.

"I'm sorry!" Blurted out the poor girl. In her mind apologizing to Tasha's mate made perfect sense but, with no knowledge of her prior conversation, Seraph just swallowed another cookie chip and replied quite casually.

"For what?" It was Lessee's turn to give a puzzled look, the whole thing taking a full three seconds to process before she realized her mistake which only made her blush harder.

"I..." She was almost too embarrassed to complete the sentence. "I'm sorry for asking."

"Asking?" He queried. Oh heavens was, he going to make her say it again? She didn't want to explain her lust-driven mistake but she supposed it was the least she could do for making it in the first place.

"I asked your partner if I... well, if I could mate with you." She admitted at length. There, she'd said it, let the ridicule begin.

But it never came, the mental wall she'd braced herself against became unnecessary as he absorbed her question, chewed a cookie slowly and nodded with a- "Huh..."

"I mean, not you specifically, the two of you. But, um, I guess it would be mostly with you. Since she's a she and you're a... well, you know." She concluded, resolved to shut up before digging herself into a bigger hole and just starred at her feet. There was a long moment of silence. There, that's it. Thought the feathered female with an inward nod.

"What'd she say?" His question was asked innocently enough but it felt like the answer should be rather obvious. Still, she couldn't very well ignore him.

"Uhm... No. Or rather 'Absolutely not'." She quoted shyly. Seraph nodded immediately in understanding, swallowing another chip.

"Shame." He spoke with moderated casualness.

The rather blunt response made the hippogriff's features bunch up in momentary lack of comprehension. Considering the talk she'd just had with his mate, the two opposite ends seemed completely counter to one another. Blinking a time or two, she seemed to sort it all out in her head and spoke again at length.

"Would... Do you... want to?" Her question actually gave the big male reason to pause and think.

That was the one wrench in this whole plot- he actually did want to. If not for Tasha's strict desire for a monogamous relationship, he'd probably have this pretty hen under him already. Sliding the cookie over his tongue slowly gave the torn male time to think about his response.

"I-" Cant. The response was almost automatic by now but the word was sour on his tongue. "Actually, you know what..." He spoke instead, turning to glance through the store window, noticing the lovely beauty just stepping up to the counter, oblivious to the idea growing in his head. Lessee was all perky, her intensity fading only slightly as he looked back. Smirking with the same sultry grin that had caught her eye in the first place, Seraph spoke quickly and eagerly.

"Do you know the 'Red Herring'?" The hippogriff girl had to think a moment to come up with the proper correlation.

"The bar down on the other side of the park?" Ser couldn't help but smirk a little as he nodded.

"Heh, indeed. Why don't you freshen up and meet me there in about an hour? Just tell the bartender your there for the 'Special' and he'll direct you." Taking another quick glance through the store glass, he saw his mate nod at the cashier in thanks and begin turning to leave. With a hasty flick of his paw, he shooed the other feral off. "Go, go! And don't be late!" He whispered.

What could she do but hop up onto all fours and skitter off post-haste out of sight? By the time the door chime rang with the green dragoness' arrival, there was no sign of the hippogriff lady. Tasha was too distracted pulling the wrapper off her frozen treat to notice anyway, having had plenty of time to put the obstinate _woman_from her mind. Leaning down, Seraph quickly stole the first lick of her popsicle with a rumble much to poor Tasha's dismay!

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The walk through the park was brisk but soothing. At this time of day it wasn't too crowded and Seraph had a certain energy in his step. She could tell he was in a good mood by the way he rubbed against her or slid his tail against hers in a sensual, playful way. It wasn't until near the end of their little stroll that she realized just how frisky he was. Her radiant blue eyes caught a hint of his peeking purple member; she couldn't remember the last time a walk with her made her mate's blood run hot but it seemed they might have to rest a while to let the condition wash over.

Ser had other ideas it seemed, nipping his mate behind the scruff and trotting toward the Red Herring. She couldn't be faulted for believing his current state had come from walking with her, even if his arousal had little to do with the dragoness herself. Oh his affection for her was true but he hadn't tasted another female in far too long and the prospect of pressing into that soft succulent mare... A little tremble of anticipation coursed through his features as the big drake hopped up and nosed the door open.

Without skipping a beat, the robust male strode into his old homestead as if he'd never left. There weren't many strip clubs where ferals were so well accommodated but the Red Herring served all genders and all sizes. Tasha was more apprehensive about being lead into such a place, her cheeks slightly rosy as she eyed the half naked dancers of various species.

Instructing his mate to wait for a moment, Seraph spoke to the anthro panda bartender and set up arrangements. Sitting with her tail tucked around her hind quarters, the uncomfortable dragoness waited, watching the green and black-furred circles of fluff around the big panda's eyes glance at her direction, nod, then grin and nod again before the two parted ways. Without a word to her, Seraph tugged his dragoness by the horn toward a side hallway and led her far out of range of the sights and sounds of the main bar.

The first thing she noticed was that the room was a massive stage with seats made to accommodate creatures of all shapes and sizes. The next thing she realized was that, while the stage was made for play, it was not made for theater. Bars, straps, harnesses, cuffs and other assorted... ehm... _toys_lined the shelves or adorned manikins and, as Seraph hopped up on stage to survey the choices, Tasha was beginning to realize why they were there.

She couldn't help the furious blush that formed on her cheeks as her mind jumped to the most outlandish, but obvious conclusion. "Ser." She spoke, catching his attention from testing the condition of a pair of straps. "We're not... you know...?" She jerked her head toward the empty seats.

The blue dragon glanced from his mate to the ghost crowd, then back at her with a soothing smile. Extending his paw in offering, the green dragoness took it with minor reluctance and stepped up onto the stage with a little apprehension. He had to know she could never go through with something like that but she trusted he had accounted for her shyness in his plans.

"I promise you there will be no other audience." He thrummed, pressing the muzzle over her nose, chuckling at the soft squeak of surprise that slipped from her lips. Tasha went slightly cross-eyed looking at the thing as her mate pulled the buckle around her horns and carefully insured her ears were unobstructed by the metal rings.

She'd known Seraph had always been a kinky drake but she thought most of that interest had died out when they got together. There was the occasional erotic position like being sprawled out and pinned over the kitchen counter as her mate relieved his morning wood beneath her tail, but he'd never mentioned or suggested bondage play before. And, as any first timer, she had her share of both excitement and apprehension.

These were no simple toys that one could break out of with enough effort, if she let him have his way she'd be completely helpless to whatever whims he'd put her through. But at the same time, that adrenaline rush of total submission had her tail wagging slowly as piece after piece was strapped to her body- at least until he slid a tailcuff around it and strapped that to the floor.

If she'd really given it some thought, being bound to a compact laying position on her belly really wouldn't give her mate much opportunity to play with her... But she didn't think to question and, with the muzzle being the first piece, didn't really have an opportunity to ask either. However, she did have plenty of time to watch her mate's engorged male flesh grow from a slight bulge between his legs to a fully aroused log of dragon meat that throbbed with anticipation, softly slapping against his belly every now and then.

She raised her snout to rub the side of her muzzle against his bare flesh, feeling an odd sense of pride at hearing his rumble of approval. The gorgeously bound dragoness closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation and scent of the experience. So absorbed in her own role was she that Tasha never noticed the hippogriff slip in through the stage door, peeking out from behind the curtains apprehensively.

There before her were two glorious, powerful beasts engaged in a hot sensual embrace. For a moment the young hippogriff thought she'd only been invited here to watch and, while that might be nice, if that was what the red drake had in mind, she'd likely decline. Still, she'd come this far, she had to know what he had in store for her. She let the two enjoy their intimacy for a moment more before clearing her throat in polite announcement of her presence.

Tasha heard the sound first, her eyes slowly waking before suddenly shooting the rest of the way open. It was her! A dozen emotions flushed through her mind all at once; anger, confusion, curiosity, realization, embarrassment. Seraph, feeling the tension in his mate's now well restrained body, glanced down to see what had happened before turning to see what she was looking at.

With a broad, toothy grin, the unbashfully aroused male turned and stepped off his mate, leaving her completely exposed upon the stage. "Ahhh, I'm glad you could make it. Wouldn't be much of a show without the star." He purred, walking straight up to the uncertain girl and nuzzled her as if they were old friends.

Whatever shyness might have been visible on Tasha's features was shocked from her face. Nipping the nape of her feathered neck, the big male gently but firmly guided his plaything more out onto the stage. Oh Lessee wanted this but she was still very uncertain about his mate. However, Seraph was being uncannily friendly and affectionate, sniffing through her feathered fur rather dominantly, and taking in the lovely scent of another female fully and deeply for the first time in ages. Tasha didn't know which was worse- the fact that he was being so cuddly with another female or that his shaft jumped in excitement as a result...

The affectionate foreplay seemed to help relax and put the pretty bird's mind at ease, her features softening as she let herself melt into the experience. Her heart fluttered with excitement, choosing to follow her instincts. If his mate were here, it must be for a reason and she didn't want to spoil the mood by asking questions. Instead, her taloned claw caressed and stroked the handsome male in a very intimate, explorative way.

Oh Tasha had something to say about all this! Unfortunately the muzzle forced the poor thing to keep her comments to herself as she watched with a mixture of dread and intrigue. She still trusted Ser so part of her expected this to all be some sort of ruse but another part of her felt this was only the tip of the iceberg.

Her fears were soon realized as the big male's paws slid over those soft equine haunches and groped her undertail with purpose. Lessee squawked softly in surprise, tail arching stiffly with a pleasant shiver, whipping her head back to see what he was doing but the red drake just grinned a toothy grin, massaging the area. The young girl blushed and turned her head back slowly, taking in the full unadulterated view of his impressive malehood.

His groping paw rubbed over that sweet vent slowly, teasingly, the angle just right to show off the tender pink between those fluffy black rumpcheeks to his mate. His claws found good purchase on either side and V'ed open to expose the tender inner morsel he so craved. It wasn't until his eyes met Tasha's in a firm contact to make sure she was watching that she realized this was more than just a play. Confident she could see him, the gorgeous male dipped his head down and swiped his tongue directly over that exposed hippogriff slit.

The restrained dragoness blushed brightly as she watched her mate eat another girl out right there before her. Lessee was almost as immobile as her bound female counterpart, her body ridged while powerful dragon paws held her rear open to get at the sweeter meats within. The curve of his tongue languished over her clit before pressing in, stroking the walls of her tunnel for a time before retreating, leaving the unprepared bird to tremble with excitement.

A wave washed through Tasha's body as she watched her mate's tongue retract from the depths of another woman covered in long sticky strands of her honey and seeming to relish every moment of it. She couldn't believe he was doing this, not only taking another female but doing it right in front of her! Things were about to get much worse however...

Seraph had been thinking about this for over an hour and his excitement was palpable, evident by the sticky strands of precum drizzling from the tip of that long, thick log of dragonflesh between his legs. While Lessee could have let that skilled tongue have a go at her all day, it seemed her scaled playmate had other ideas in mind.

Circling around behind the sexy hen, Ser grabbed the fluffy female by her hips and dragged her back some, grinning lewdly despite her squawk of protest. It was a simple matter to mount this gorgeous beauty but he took his time, swaying his hips and letting that impressive girth draw ever closer. With a sudden shift and thrust, Seraph lurched forward, smearing his wet shaft against the short fur of her belly.

Tasha's heart skipped a beat, head pressed to the ground between her forepaws. She couldn't stop watching, as terrible as it was the wave that assaulted her again was not one entirely of revulsion or fear- there was wash of heat and arousal as well. She'd never admit it to herself, or anyone else for that matter, but there was a certain sense of... arousal that came with watching her mate toy with another woman.

Lessee groaned with an aroused exhale as she felt that throbbing shaft pressed firmly against her furred belly, rubbing his scent in with each soft stroke leaving the fur matted with juices that were not entirely his own. The teasing went on for, what felt to Tasha like ages, the two newly met lovebirds rocking and grinding against one another freely as if their audience didn't even exist. If this had been a play it would have been a very well preformed show.

Unfortunately for the bound Tasha it was a show just for her and her mate made sure to remind the helpless female of that with every step. As their foreplay came to an end, he was slow to draw back, making sure the green dragoness in the corner had plenty of time to realize what was going to happen before it actually happened. And it did happen, the needy drake curling a paw in from the hippogriff's hip, up the curve of her belly and in along to the hot wet area of her undertail. From there he slowly spread and held her gender open wide, making a nice large target as he shifted forward, nestling the tip of his tapered shaft against that lush warm, welcoming sex.

The restrained dragoness didn't know which was worse, the sight of her mate's pink fleshy tip disappearing within the confines of another girl's vent or the trembling, lusty moan from the hippogriff girl that came with that initial penetration. Seraph had chosen an angle and direction to give his mate a full unobstructed view of the act, even keeping his tail arched up and to the side while he slid inside this tight little mare. Certainly part of the indulgence was garnished from teaching Tasha how much fun other partners could be but it was this _other partner_that gave him the most pleasure.

Inch by glorious inch he sank into her, the first of the wider base of his shaft disappearing beneath the yawning curve of her vent and still his cute cuffed dragoness remained silent- though not still, he noted, eyeing that swishing tailtip with a hidden grin. Wedging in right up to the first ridge, he paused, resting his twitching length within her trembling tunnel, feeling the tight slippery grip of her vent as it pulsed with need.

Tasha could hardly believe her eyes but there stood the proof, her mate's unprotected length stretching another female's bare vent around its girth leaving no room for doubt. With his drakehood soaking in the sauna of a hippogriff's' heated undertail, Seraph slowly began rocking his body above hers. The motion was just as deliberate as the initial penetration but, as the motion grew with speed and intensity, it became less about Tasha's teaching and more about his own pleasure.

Oh there was certainly that little tug at the back of his mind that made sure he gave his love a good show, but as the seconds became minutes, Tasha became less of a concern. This was more than just a simple fling; he wanted to have fun with this lovely lady and did so without the need for anyone else's approval. Again and again that shiny, slippery wet length plunged into his hippogriff, the needy male pressing a paw upon the small of her back, guiding his sweet little hen to press her chest to the ground and leave her body in the care of a stranger.

Lessee was already at a loss for words, what she'd experienced already was more than she had ever before. Instead she voiced her pleasure with little hisses, squawks and moans of lust whenever the big male did something that particularly pleased her body. She was becoming more and more accustomed to the intense shaft being driven eagerly between her hind legs, unable to help the shuddering tremble that flitted through her feathers whenever his ridges grazed against her clit. By now, the entrapped dragoness watching the two ferals breed was all but forgotten.

Tasha, however, was quite aware of everything. The sights, the sounds, the smells- usually experiences reserved for her were being given, not only freely, but willing to another woman. Her own undertail was hot, the cool stage floor keeping the itch from becoming unmanageable as she watched with a morbid fascination.

She knew Ser well enough to catch the telltale signs of his approaching climax. It was one of the few things she had over this dirty hippogriff her mate was plowing but she clung to it, watching the signs grow. Certainly she was aware at some subconscious level of what this all meant but the poor girl was too hooked on the moment to really grasp that he might actually spill his seed within another vent...

But that's exactly what he was aiming for. Tasha had been the only lady to receive his pleasure in so long that he wasn't going to deny this lovely willing hippogriff the chance to feel the warm surge of a draconic orgasm. Lifting a hind paw and placing it on her hip, the big red rested only enough weight to keep balanced as he drove himself all the way in again and again. Flashes of pink blurred before the bound girl's eyes as her mate raced eagerly toward his ever encroaching climax with eager abandon.

The first pulse of hot dragonseed hit the back of Lessee's tunnel with enough force that she could feel his eruption. His vigorous pace slowed as the big male growled hotly in utter satisfaction, keeping up just the right pace to encourage his body to drain every drop into the young hen while making sure his mate could watch that powerful cum-delivering vein throb and contract in pleasured release.

Tasha's tail stilled suddenly, watching in dirty fascination as her mate enjoyed one of the most intimate acts one could perform with a female. She could easily put herself in the freshly seeded hippogriff's place, seeing her twitching orgasming form sprawled and pinned beneath the powerful male as warmth seeped into all the hard to reach cracks and crevices. Tasha had been there on many occasions but this time it wasn't her tail being forced up and out of the way of her mate's eager thrusts.

And like that it was over with the electric pleasure in the room sustained by the heady afterglow of the two freshly sated creatures. It had been a long time since Seraph had indulged his lust like that but he wasn't done teasing his poor innocent dragoness. Her bound, blushing face forced to watch the long, slow, lewd withdraw of her mate's shaft as it slid free from the wet, glistening confines of another's undertail. If there had been any doubt or hope that it had all been an act, the sticky splash of white seed that feel from her now vacant vent put any such thoughts to rest.

Lessee couldn't even rise to all fours at first, her body too sore and weak to accomplish such a task, but her naughty partner didn't mind. Instead, he used the opportunity to burn one last image into his little green dragoness' memory, rubbing his playmate's sweet sex just like he'd done before, only this time his V-spread paws held open a freshly seeded slit for his mate to peer into. The pinked inner walls were glossy and wet, coated with drooling semen that oozed freely from the winking horse hole.

Only once the flush, bred hippogriff had recovered enough to stand did he give her caresses and praises for such a wonderful evening, even going so far as to give her a very intimate snout-to-beak kiss before directing the young hen off to the back washroom. Both dragons watched the hippogriff go, her gate slow with a bit of a sore bow in her hind step.

When Seraph's eyes turned back to observe his mate, there was no remorse or indecision in those radiant golden orbs, only amusement with a hint of his slowly fading post-orgasmic excitement. His large frame wandered over toward her bound form, much more sure of himself than his 'victim' had been and sprawled atop his lovely dragoness. She whimpered softly but he only groomed her neck and snout with his tongue, reassuring but not remorseful.

"I couldn't think of any other way to convince you." He purred, running his talons across her attractive frame slowly. Tasha's eyes closed, her body sensitive to the touch in more ways than one. "But-" He continued, eyeing her lovely frame. "-I hope you understand how much fun other partners can be." His wide frame shifted closer, laying some of his weight upon her slowly.

His long tail wiggled its way beneath hers, arching it upward some with movements too relaxed to reveal his true intent. The outcome of this unfaithful union had many possible endings but the lingering scent of arousal on his mate's scales told him all he needed to know. The sweet kisses he trailed up along her neck helping sooth any sore spots that might remain. As he reached her left ear, he whispered with barely a breath;

"Because it's only the beginning." And gave a soft nip.

So lost in the reassuring affection of her lover after such a trying ordeal, she'd relaxed to a point of vulnerability and Seraph wasn't about to pass up the chance at indulging in 'make up sex' with his lifemate. A harsh exhale rushed from her nostrils as the deviant drake began feeding his still-wet member into her moist undertail. Part of her was dumbfounded that he'd even try to mate with her after what he'd just done; still dripping with another female's juices no less! But that other half that had left her hot and bothered after forcing her to watch every intimate detail of Seraph's dirty little tryst gave in without a struggle.

And so the red drake took his second willing female of the day, though this time under the watchful eye of a hidden, blushing hippogriff.