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"Freedom's Price"

Rain poured down in the creepy little forest-side town of Nobrook. A blanket of water obscured seeing anything five feet in front of any rider's face. Flash floods were common in this area, and many of the locals knew that traveling during a storm this heavy was sheer suicide, which earned their attention when they noticed a rider on horseback barrelling into the town from its vantage point at the tavern. Between brief flashes of lightning, a dark-suited stranger rode in at breakneck speed, only to skid at a halt just outside the frosted, rain-coated glass that separated the visitors from the torrential downpour. Calmly, he dismounted, his thick, heavy boots hitting the mud with a messy splash as his long coat flipped out behind him, revealing a layer of shining armor with the flash of another lightning strike. He quickly wrapped his coat around him and tilted a large brimmed hat, letting a fountain of water drain down to the ground in front of him. The townsfolk who witnessed the man waited with baited breath as he slowly stepped around his horse and headed toward the door, which quickly burst open, making the patrons jump regardless of expecting him.

The doors opened with a loud, groaning creak. But the sound could barely be heard over the roar of thunder and the downpour of rain that echoed into the building from the outside. A flash of lighting illuminated the stranger's massive posture in the door as he stepped inside. The loud clunking of his boots as he turned and closed the doors again. As he peeled back the hat and his hood, he revealed himself to be no more than a man beneath it. His dark golden hair fallen to about his mid-ear level in the front, tapering and descending to a short ponytail in the back that was merely the length of his neck and ended at his shoulders. He watched the patrons who stared at him as he flicked the excess water from his hair. Removing a glove, he stroked his hand along a short cropped beard that only lasted the length of his chin to his jaw line before inhaling to clear his sinuses before starting across the room.

The bear of a man behind the bar looked somewhat intimidated by the other man's long, confident stride, but he closed his gaping mouth, hiding a nervous swallow as the stranger approached. "Good evening." The stranger said coolly as he dropped a coin onto the counter. "A room for the night." He said, then he dropped another coin. "Stabling for my horse for the night." He said as he counted off three more coins. "And information on Ivan the Dark's whereabouts." There was a rousing, collective gasp from everyone following the blank stare from the innkeeper that had the stranger turn about. "Ah, so you've heard of him." He said.

"Heard of him?" The keeper scoffed. "He's the one responsible for these plagues of floods we face!" He exclaimed. "The most powerful source of dark magic that these lands have ever seen."

"Then it sounds like it's just up my alley then." The man grinned confidently. "I'd thank you to tell me where this creature lies."

"I've heard he's got dragons as pets!" An onlooker said in a shocked voice.

"I hear he eats the souls of children, snatches their souls away from them to serve his dark purposes!" Another claimed.

"Fear not!" The man announced. "I am Alexander Dumon, and I will be sure to free your lands of these terrible curses."

"Dumon?" The keep asked, scratching his chin. "From the family of demon slayers?"

"The very same." He said. "I am my family's seventh successor, and I've come to destroy the man called Ivan the Dark, and to rid your land of these cursed rainfalls."

Amidst the cheering that suddenly broke out, the keep coldly pushed the coins back to the man. "I'm afraid you'll need to find some place else to stay." He snarled a bit.

The room fell silent, and an old man stood from his seat, his lower lip trembling in disappointment. "But Douglas, the man has offered to--"

"I know what he offers!" The gruff man shouted, slamming a ham-sized fist onto the bar. "And I will have no part in it! Now take your money and leave."

Alexander had donned his hat and hood again, and buckled his coat to prevent as much of the rain from falling in on him as possible before stepping back out into the chilled night air. He could hear his horse jumping objectionably in the dark, startled consistently by the flashing of lightning. As he approached the steed, he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and quickly drew a curved, dark colored blade from his pocket and swung it, coming within inches of the young girl's neck who was standing in wait. She didn't flinch, the look of her hat on her made her almost appear to be a boy, but Alexander could tell the difference. "What do you want, girl? It's a terrible storm tonight, you should be inside."

"I heard what you said." She said. "And if it's all the same, I can give you the information you request for the pay that Douglas rejected. I can give you and your horse room and board too for the night. It's still a long way to go to the wizard's castle."

Alexander paused for a moment, then withdrew the weapon, returning it to his pocket. "You can provide me shelter for the night? Would your parents not object to a strange man spending the night?"

"I'm sixteen, and I don't live with my parents. You don't need to treat me like an innocent, giggling girl."

"Of course not." He said. "Then lead on." He took the rope tying his horse to the porch and the pair of them walked.

The rain had gotten harder, if it weren't magic it wouldn't be possible. A sudden river of water suddenly soaked the streets in a tide, nearly knocking the girl down, but Alexander grabbed her coat and kept her from getting swept away. Soon, they reached a small house at the end of the street. He led his horse to a small single stall stable beside it and tied him to the post before heading to the main doorway of her house. As they entered, Alexander could hear the sounds of rain dripping through various cracks in the roof, but it was dry enough, he removed his hat and nodded at the girl. "I thank you. Here are the coins for board, as I promised the innkeeper." He said, handing her two gold coins. "Now for the rest of the information I'd need."

The girl nodded. "Yes, Ivan the Dark." She said. "Even his name gives children goosebumps and sends most girls screaming from the room. "It's said he has two beastial dragons as his watch dogs, protecting them with enchantments that make them immune to the strongest steel. They will be your first obstacle."

"Yes. I've heard of the dragons." Alexander nodded, taking a seat at the table. "But what of the man?"

"They say he isn't a man, but a demon who wields the powers of the storms to keep those on his land subjugated to his law." She explained. "When we appease him, we are given good weather, if we earn his wrath, he sends unpredictable and devastating storms across the land. Nobrook is the closest town to his keep, so we receive the brunt of his wrath."

"I assume sacrifice is the means of his appeasement?"

She nodded. "Yes. I was supposed to be sacrificed on my birthday two months ago, but my parents offered themselves to give me a chance. Despite that, we've not seen an end to this rain in over a month."

"Well, be not worried." Alexander assured her. "I will rid your land of his tyranny."

"I-if you should succeed, I could give you a reward befitting a hero." She said with a blush. "I would be forever in your debt, and would give myself to you..."

"There's... there's no need to worry about that." Alexander frowned. "I will seek no reward for ridding the land of Ivan's evil."

The girl frowned a bit. "Well, why not? Am I not beautiful enough for you?"

Indeed, the girl was lovely. She had a thick head of auburn hair that fell past her shoulders, curls seemed to lick at her forest green eyes, her cheeks blemished with freckles. She was very pretty for a girl so young, but Alexander still shook his head. "No, you are quite lovely. But you and I aren't... compatible." He said.

"I see..." She answered, her lips pouting out a bit. "Well, fine. If that's how you'll have it, you can sleep in the spare room upstairs then, the last door on the left."

Alexander smiled, but felt awkward off the glance she returned to him. "Thank you. I will turn in, then." He stood and bowed.

As he walked away, the girl's voice caught him again. "Ivan the Dark's tower is a half a day's journey from here." She said. "Follow the forest path until you reach the red wood, then follow the dark path through the burned forest. You can't miss it."

Alexander half-circled back and pulled the remaining coins from his pocket. He placed them on the table and nodded. "Thank you for the information." He said with a smile before exiting toward the stairs.

Sleep was difficult in the old, leaking house. Thankfully, the bed sheets weren't a victim to the water draining through the ceiling, but the sound of running water constantly stirred Alexander from his sleep, as he did nod off on occasion, the images began to cloud a vision before his eyes; two sets of razor sharp teeth, golden eyes staring him down. The rough feel of scaly skin across his body and the roaring sounds of pleasured dragons. As the lightning flashed outside, it reflected as the wild glare of a dark wizard, casting his spells from atop his spire-shaped tower. The climb seemed to terrify Alexander, and just as he reached the top, a bolt of lightning threw off his balance and he fell back, giving out a frightful scream of fear.

Snorting as he awoke, Alexander saw the girl standing beside him in the dark. He blinked as he awoke to see her standing naked before him, her slim, proportionate body barely covered by her arms as she smiled softly at him. "Can... can I join you, milord?" She asked. "The lightning is keeping me awake.

Alexander stared at her sleepily, trying to push the idea out of his mind that this wasn't a dream as well. "I'm no lord, girl." He said sternly. "You can sleep on this bed, but I will sleep over on the chair at the foot of it."

The girl frowned. "But, I thought you'd enjoy the company."

Alexander sighed softly. "I'm sorry, but you are of no interest to me. At least in that way." He paused. " I thank you for your help, but I cannot pay you in the way you ask."

"I suppose you'd turn an eye on me if I had a dick, is that the case?" She asked, Alexander could tell she was being halfway sarcastic, he sported a smirk and responded curtly.

"It'd be a good start." With this, the girl stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Alexander chuckled in spite of himself and leaned back onto the pillow.

Suddenly, there was another incredibly bright flash of lightning, and what sounded like an explosion outside. Like a shot, Alexander burst from the comfort of his blankets and ran to the door, not really caring he was naked as a jaybird as he ran down the steps and skidded across the hall toward the front door. As he ran out into the raining weather, he saw a flow of muddy water washing down the street like he was looking at a white rapid river. He swung over to the side of the porch, watching as men and women in other houses scrambled to get out of the path of destruction, to Alexander's disappointment though, the small stable was gone, washed away with the sudden flood, and with it his horse had disappeared as well. He exhaled slowly through his nose and leaned against the banister, at a loss for what he was going to do now.

The following morning was a completely different story than the night before. The sun was over the mountains, casting a brilliant light over the town, which woke the man from his deep sleep. He quickly washed, and dressed, and was downstairs, finishing his garb before noticing the girl sitting at the table in the main room. A gold coin was sitting on the table next to his hat when he picked it up.

"I'm sorry for the loss of your horse." She said, not making eye contact with him. "I wish I had one to lend to you for your journey.

"I'm sure I'll make it." He answered, ignoring the coin and putting his hat on. "Thank you for the use of your room."

The girl slowly nodded her head and watched as the man stepped through her door and out onto the mud-caked porch. Alexander stepped down onto the street, which had been all washed away by the rain storm, and noticed the men and women working on rebuilding it.

"Sir. Sir!" The old man from the night before exclaimed as he rushed to him. "If you were to get rid of that horrible wizard, I'm sure our town would be forever in your debt! Anything you need is yours.

"My horse was taken away last night in the flood." Alexander said. "Now that you mention it, I would appreciate the loan of a new one."

"Oh. Well, we don't really have a horse to lend at the moment, I believe most of them have been sent off with the men who went to the city in search of supplies, but I think I can find you a backup.

Of course the man had found a backup, the mount wasn't lame or sickly, though it was rather small. The mule moved quickly though for a smaller creature with big ears, it brayed and trotted unpredictably along the road as the somewhat proud warrior on its back tried to ignore the glances of onlookers. He sighed and looked ahead toward the forest, taking the clearly marked forest path. The thickets grew heavily around him as he lost the light of the sun for the most part, likely the wizard was watching him approach, even know plotting out his demise. But Alexander had seen dangers like these before and would accept no failure and he would not turn around, even as the wind picked up, and the rains began to plummet from the skies onto him again.

Clicking his tongue, Alexander bade the ass go faster, and the pace increased some, but the donkey was clearly nervous about the area and soon slowed down, glancing warily around every bend they approached in the road. Rain missed the trees and began to echo off the brim of Alexander's hat, who pulled it down more firmly and re-wrapped himself in the cloak he'd carried with him, again they would have to brave the rains in their trip and indeed they would, soon the rain was coming down much harder, making the trail all the muddier and soon the mule's hooves were squishing into the wet stuff and pulling them out was getting arduously harder. Finally, Alexander realized he had enough of this and dismounted the steed. Whispering softly to himself as he drew in the forming mud he brought runes to life as each one he drew began to glow and dance around in a circle opposite the row before it. When he'd drawn out six different symbols, he placed his hand flat against the ridge of his nose and then slapped it down into the wet stuff, causing the symbols to leap off the mud and shoot into the sky in a mighty cyclone that instantly cured the weather immediately around them.

The donkey looked around, confused at what had just happened as Alexander stood and calmed him with a few strokes to his snout. WIth the weather cleared, he could easily see where the path turned into a trail of red woods. The next leg of their trip was before them, and the clouds in the sky were quickly clearing up, at least within the direction that they intended to take.

Hours had passed uneventfully by the time Alexander and his mule reached the break in the path that separated the red wood from a darker, ash-laid trail that led higher up the hills they'd been trekking. "Hmm, so this is the way to go." He pondered aloud. He turned to the mule who looked back and forth uneasily. "Well, I suppose you'd like to not be dragon food." He said, tying the riding rope around a nearby branch. "Just stay here and keep guard, little one. I will go on ahead, and I will return once I've killed the wizard." He whispered, petting the ass assuredly on the cheek. Quietly he continued up the path toward the cliffs; the mangled, twisted, burned trees seemed to let out tormented, terrified cries as they pointed back in the direction he came from. It was hard to tell if these trees had always been trees, or if they were unknowing travellers, caught in a cruel fate, the face-like impressions they gave seemed too lifelike.

It wasn't long before the rains began to trickle down on Alexander again, but ahead he could see the outlines of a tower, standing tall on top of the edge of the cliff off in the distance. The size of the tower was shrouded some by the misty fog that crawled over it, and at that point, Alexander slowed his approach and began to look around. He sniffed the air and could smell the familiar scent in the air; the smell of brimstone breath. Whatever dragons dared to protect the evil wizard, he was about to meet them.

There was a loud thunk from the cave that had revealed itself as the fog parted, a pair of golden eyes emerged from the darkness. He was quite large, the human stepped back and watched the dragon as he slipped into view; his upper scales were a cobalt blue color with an ebon colored underside. Long whiskers were like whips out to the sides of his muzzle as a tuft of white fuzz hung like a beard from his chin. Behind him, another dragon appeared, his eyes a more yellowed amber than the bright gold of the first. His lower body was white in color while his upper body and shoulders were shimmering in an aqua or teal green color, depending on the angle of light on his scales.

"Mmm. Look what fate's happened upon us, Drake." The blue one said, his hot breath washing over Alexander's body, making his cloak flutter.

"A rather scrawny meal, Razor. Wouldn't you say?" The other one spoke, immediately following the first with a sniff.

"I'm sure you'll survive." Razor said with a snide grin. "Now, heads or tails?"

"Before you decide..." Alexander said, reaching into the cloak around his shoulders. "Ahk mada trojar!" He announced, his voice entering an echoing cast as he threw out a shower of powder which immediately colored the ground and caused a brilliant flash of light. Both dragons reared back in surprise, suddenly wrapped in the effects of the spell. "Let us see if we cannot break the enchantment on you by Ivan the Dark."

"Enchantment?" Drake asked.

"I... do not remember any enchantment." Razor admitted.

"Of course." Alexander said as he dared run his fingers along the underside of the cobalt dragon's neck, making him inhale sharply and let out an explosion of air from his lungs. "Two great beasts such as yourselves shouldn't be controlled by such an evil creature." He turned and wrapped his arm around the neck of Drake who leaned in for a petting as well. "No, you need someone to love you, not lord over you."

"Love?" Razor scoffed. "Dragons do not love."

The threads of the wizard's spell were beginning to unwind, Alexander could see them falling apart in the nether like yarn from a ball, but the spell was confusing them more than he'd expected. The human could see the shimmering of magical light as he slid his fingers along the underside of his chest. He could easily see his touch was having a profound effect on him as a sliver of flesh began to emerge from his exposed cock. The dragon purred a bit in delight as Alexander turned his attention to Drake who rose up and let the human's fingers travel down his back. "Ahh..." he whispered aloud, crouching his upper half down as the fingers continued down the spine, making him raise his tail up quite submissively as he did so. The dragon's round, white coated balls quite exposed as he did so.

"I think you do." Alexander admitted with a grin as he unhitched the clasp on his cloak and let it fall to the ground, revealing that he was wearing no top, a sleek, muscular human torso, which slowly rose and fell as he exchanged glances with the dragons, now circling him somewhat uneasily as his fingers slid along one of their rumps to the other. "I will teach you of love." He said. "How is it dragons court?" He grinned, watching an influential twitch form in both of their eyes.

Suddenly, Drake and Razor curled in on each other, their necks crossed in a bit of a feral nuzzle, trills and purrs emitted from each of them as they came in close together. Their noses bumped together after a few twists and they tried a pass at a kiss. It was awkward at first, Razor's lower jaw and tongue clicked a bit as it missed the other's mouth, and he turned it to let his tongue slide into the warm muzzle. There was a flushing of red as Drake's red cock began to slide from its hiding space, much to the enjoyment of the onlooking human whose hand cupped over the forming bulge in his trousers. He watched their tails wrap around each other, further exposing their haunches to him, a pair of dark stars under their tails, and massive, swinging orbs as they turned a bit more in a vain attempt to dominate the other.

Stepping forward, Alexander unhitched his trousers and let them fall as he took a step out of them. He approached the two of them and placed his hands on their backsides; his fingers seemed to provide electric pleasure to both of them, making them growl and moan as he asserted his dominance. He knew he needed to start with the eldest; using his hands to spread the cobalt dragon's cheeks apart, Razor gasped loudly as he felt the human's tongue along his taint. His hand reached down and began to stroke that long length of flesh that dribbled precum down to the ground in rivers that trailed away slightly in the light downpour of rain. Alexander didn't care about the rain, he could smell the sex, the musk of the older male as his tongue ran along the pucker and slipped in occasionally. Razor grunted a bit at this treatment, his hole growing tighter around the human's invading tongue as he pressed it deeper, using a free hand to spread it out a bit further. For a dragon, Razor's ass was tight, he hissed and moaned and wriggled his rump a bit, suddenly taking a seat to the human's dominance. Razor was perfectly willing, the occasional pulse that shot through his balls and clenched his rear made it pretty apparent what he wanted. Deeper and more sloppy, Alexander subtly turned his gaze to Drake who was also quite hard and dripping watching the act.

"Drake, why don't you take care of Razor's cock?" He asked.

Without answering, Drake quickly nodded and his head quickly found its way under the larger dragon. His own tongue wrapping in a long spiral around the cock which was enveloped into his muzzle. Razor gasped even more loudly, rearing his head back at the sudden wet, slippery warmth that wrapped around his shaft.

"Nnngh!" Razor huffed loudly as his ass clenched even tighter, almost trapping Alexander's tongue inside. Alexander began to stroke himself, feeling a trail of precum drip down his knuckles as he began to feel the need to fuck his new pet. He pressed a hand down on Razor's rump, causing him to immediately crouch. Both of them heard a surprised Drake's head hit the ground, the smaller dragon's horns pressing up a bit awkwardly into the larger one's stomach. The size difference should have made it easier to penetrate the large dragon's hide, but it still proved to be harder to mount the tight dragon with those tough scales around his ass.

Alexander groaned a bit, bending down to the dragon's repositioned ass as he bucked up into Razor's hole, his grip tightened around the dragon's hips, and his scales turned into a sea of motion at his very touch. "So... tight..." He huffed a bit.

"Yes... yes, please, I am yours!" The dragon moaned and his tail swung to the side, slapping against the ground demandingly. "Ffffuck me, human... make me yours!" He groaned loudly as he pressed his hips needingly against that of the human.

Alexander's magic prevented him from cumming the second his cock slipped into the inferno within the dragon's loins. He felt the glancing passes of Drake's horns under them as he continued to suckle on Razor's shaft though, and the smell, the heat, the sound, even the tightness of his mount's hole was overcoming the effects of his magic, his grip was tightening as he approached the edge. "Nngh... hnff!" He managed to grunt off as he suddenly exploded into the dragon.

It looked as though Razor's jaw was about to snap off, as he gave way to a silent, lustful moan, feeling the human cum inside of him. "Oh... yesssss..." His hissing tapered off some.

"Don't--don't finish him yet, Drake." Alexander said, breathlessly. "I'd like a taste." He grinned as he pulled from the dragon with a soft pop as he staggered to the front of him and crouched. Wrapping his lips around Razor's shaft, he felt an almost immediate grab at the back of his head as the long, dark flesh pushed into the human's mouth, almost taking him aback as the dragon bucked his member into the open warmth before it. He could already taste the heavy cum spurting into his mouth, a sticky, sweet concoction that few humans had tasted, but he knew he could take it. Looking to Drake, Alexander's eyes fell on that rigid erection of his, the bright red flesh as opposed to the darker one in his mouth tempted him and he bade Drake to approach. As he did, Alexander gripped the cock and brought it in close, making the dragons bump together as his tongue passed from one to the other and back again. He tightened his grip on both cocks and stroked to each end, bringing his hands forward as both of them grunted, beads of precum draining out so heavily that they were suddenly soaking the human's arm.

After several minutes of this, Alexander's mouth and arms began to grow tired as each dragon lurched into his touch. Finally, he stood and grinned at them, his erection renewed. "Why don't you two help each other out." He said. "I think I'll help myself to you, Drake."

"Oh, yes. Please..." The dragon said with a whimper as he lowered his head and began to suck on Razor's cock again. Razor huffed a bit and leaned back, before sweeping his head around and lapping at Drake's own length of flesh.

As before, Alexander ran his tongue along the flesh of Drake's hole, finding the scales to be somewhat softer to the touch, the entrance collapsed in slightly at the touch of his tongue. If he didn't know any better, the human would have figured that it wasn't Drake's first time for being fucked. The teal dragon thrust his hips back against the human, his heavy balls on the verge of being drained by the other dragon as Alexander finally slid himself inward and began to thrust hard against Drake's hole.

"Mmmph....! Mmmm!" He moaned appreciatively as the human took him. The dragon's tail wrapped around the human's body as he fucked him. Long growls from his throat exited Drake's nostrils as the sheer excitement sent him over the edge in a hurry.

Clench, clench, the dragon's hole was like a vice grip on the human's cock as he came into Razor's throat hard and wet. Spurts of white shot from the edges of the dragon's mouth as he tried to contain the heavy explosion, but instead he made the insides of the dragon's claws soaked with his own fluids. In a messy burst of a roar, Razor craned his neck back, suddenly exploding into an orgasmic bliss that made him clench his partner's neck and cum as well. The mess he made was more easily contained by the other dragon, who took it and swallowed, his body rising and falling with the loads firing again and again into his mouth. Unable to put up with much more of this strain, Alexander came again, suddenly hugging into the younger drake's hips as he unloaded his second volley into him, making the second dragon his as well.

Darkness had fallen when when Alexander woke from his nearly comatose sleep. It was oddly warm, and the rain was falling on the backs of the dragons. As he realized exactly where he was, Alexander began to grow nervous that he'd let his control slip as a golden eye snapped open directly beside him. Alexander jumped and fell back as Razor's head lifted off the ground.

"Is something the matter, master?" He asked.

"I-uhh.. master?" He asked, scratching out his ear to make sure he'd heard the dragon right. "I'm no master, you can call me Alexander though."

"Well I will call you whatever you wish." Razor bowed his head. "Freeing me has made me yours." He smiled.

A long purring nose found Drake's head running under Alexander's arm. "Me too. I'm forever in your debt, my dear human." He smiled.

"Really? Did you two enjoy that?" Alexander asked the two of them.

The dragons smiled at each other and then looked at him. "Of course." Razor said.

"I'd like to do that more!" Drake agreed.

Alexander grinned. "Oh, so would I." He paused, remembering his mission. "But first, I must destroy Ivan the Dark." He said.

"There are many traps, many dangers in his spire." Drake said. "I'd like to help you end him."

"He's had us captive for years." Razor agreed. "It would be our pleasure to help you destroy such a terror."

Alexander smiled. "Then it's settled, will you two join me?" He asked.

"Of course!" Both answered at once.

As Razor lowered his neck, Alexander slipped across his neck without hesitation, but was met with a deep chuckle. "What?" He asked with a smile.

"I know that humans are fond of their clothing." Razor said. "And I would not mind so much if you didn't have such flimsy flesh. Master Alexander, would you not want to put your armor on to face your enemy?"

Feeling his naked body on the dragon's neck, Alexander felt his cheeks flush red. "Oh..." His eyes turned to his clothing, still sopping in the mud and wet from the rain. "Yes, I suppose that would be a good thing."

THE END