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"You are quiet, my dear." Kephis' voice was a lazy drawl, amused and mocking both as Neera tried her best to keep herself braced against the back of the wagon. "Are you not enjoying your trip outside of the estate's walls?"

Her master was toying with her, she knew the light in his eyes as she kept her eyes squeezed shut and reached out to brace against one wall as the wagon gave another lurch and she struggled to keep herself from being thrown against the regal gold form stretched out along one side of the opulent carriage. Wagon, carriage, cart, they were words that she would have thrown at anything being pulled by beasts of burden, but the drake was nothing if not stylish when it came to his comforts and what he had created made those words almost humorous. The carriage was made of hammered bronze and gold leaf with low walls and large posts at each corner so that it could hold a silk tent aloft to keep the hammering summer sun at bay. The colors were the lord's own, emblazoned with his sigil so that all the world would know what the thing transported. Or rather, who. The drake was nothing if not filled with hubris for his own station.

Neera tilted her head to one side and looked outside of one of the slats that were edged with bronze and pretended to study the trail that they were taking. Not that there was much to study, the desert had little beauty to it for her, it was just another layer in the prison that she was kept in, another barrier that she couldn't cross. The Mar'lizards that worked as escorts and servants were brightly colored enough, but too interested in the carriage by far. The heavy bodied camels were smelly and loud, though the short thick bodied lizards that were being used to pull the carriage were somewhat interesting. They kicked up sand and hissed at the guards that road fine blooded horses, eyeing them as if wishing to take a bite and how the dragoness wished they would. It would at least be something amusing and might turn her 'master' back to the luxury of his estate.

There was no excitement for her in this journey. She had spent over a year within the dragon's household and had often dreamed of being free of it, but she was chained just as well here as she was in there. She hadn't even been given clothes to wear, instead he had told her that he would not allow her to cover her body, he wished all who saw them to know that he possessed a prize. She couldn't recall the last time she had worn clothing, or even tried to hide herself. He was breaking her down, wearing on her pride and outrage, and she knew what he was doing, she just didn't know how she should go about stopping him. He mocked her anger, he relished it and told her frequently that he enjoyed when she struggled against his attempts to mate her.

"You did not answer me, pet. Are you growing deaf to my voice now that you can see a slice of the sky so close?" Kephis' amused voice turned into the edge of a dangerous purr. "Perhaps I am not so entertaining as you might wish."

"No, Master, I am quite happy." She spoke sweetly, automatically and tried to throttle down the moment of angry fear that dulcet tone made her feel. "I was only wishing that our journey might go more swiftly so that you did not have to endure the rigors of it."

_Or that we might be hit by raiders and an arrow straight into your eye. _She continued silently, keeping her face perfectly blank so as not to reveal what she was truly thinking.

"I see." Kephis blinked his sapphire eyes lazily and swung one massive wing up to hook a claw on the silk to drag it open so the hot summer sun beat down on her and made her squeeze her eyes shut. "Perhaps you are too cold, you should sun yourself and perhaps find a way to amuse yourself."

"Thank you, Master, you are ever so thoughtful to my comforts." She couldn't stop the bit of sting to come into her tone and the dragon bared his teeth in a slight grin as he detected it.

"For the mother of my clutch, I would do much, my sweet emerald." The drake clicked his sharply curved beak together lightly and she fought to keep the heat from rising to her cheeks. He would only taunt her if he noticed.

He was playing a game again, but it was the sort of game that she was regretfully used to at this point in her life. Ever since he had bought her he had abused her, made use of her body as his own pleasure toy and took keen pleasure in playing mind games with her. Such as this trip. She had been relieved to hear that the drake was going on a diplomatic mission that would take him into one of the interior temples held by the gryphon clans. His sojourns from his estate gave her the only relief she knew from feeling his body coiled around her own at night, his demands on her form, his taunts and mockery. She had made the mistake of letting her mask drop when he had informed her that he planned to leave for well over a month to ensure that his trade routes remained open. And that's when he'd pounced and decided that he simply couldn't do without her for the duration of his mission. It had been a punishment, a way to try and break her in. Her dreams of having the suite of rooms to herself was dashed and turned into a long journey beside a creature that relished her discomfort.

She had born him a clutch of three eggs, obscenely large and painful to lay, but he had bugled from the heights at a new generation of his line being birthed. She had only felt despair and humiliation at the sight of the eggs, not the pride and love that she should have felt on her first clutch. He had spoken sweetly to her, but there had been acid on his tongue the first time she had gone to touch one. It was obvious she was not to be trusted with the vulnerable new lives, instead they were taken away to ripen on hot burning sands where Kephis himself and a pair of cheetahs turned and cared for them. In five years they would hatch, five years to develop hybrid dragons that would bear her name as well as her Master's. Neera's mind turned away from the thought, she didn't want to linger on what she couldn't change. That way lay madness and true despair.

The sun was oppressively hot as it beat down against her, her dark green scales soaked it in as she lidded her eyes and dropped her head down. He wanted her uncomfortable, it was the same reason that he had offset the carriage enough that every bump sent her lurching. He enjoyed making her so uncomfortable her only choice was to retreat to his side where he could gloat over her 'affections'. Sometimes it wasn't worth the fight, such as the cold nights in the estate when it was either freeze or sleep beside him. Her life had become a game played by the dragon for his own amusement, lusts and mockery. She had been someone once. She had been free-born, she had been able to make her own choices and have the pick of her own mate... She had been so much more than this silk clad slave.

As the cart bumped again she let out a noise and Neera's claws scraped against the ground and tore at the silk pillow as she slid to one side. The dragon rumbled his amusement and reached out lazily with one paw to curl along the edge of her hip, his sharp claws tangled in the loose cloth that hung down and covered her loins. She jerked backwards with an angry sounding hiss, narrowing her eyes only to see his face reflect a flash of victory. She stiffened and felt her stomach turn as the claws flexed a bit harder and hooked against the length of the silk and pierced it carelessly. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes as she did her best to wriggle away, not struggling, no, that would only earn her a punishment that she didn't even want to think about.

"Perhaps you are so bored that you require something to pass the time with?" The words made her stomach go cold, her back stiffen and her eyes narrow down as the drake lazily stretched himself out and reached out with a large paw to claim her. Kephis dragged her across the cart, running his claws along her leg lightly as he pulled her in towards his side. "I do hate to see you staring so listlessly at the ground."

"It's alright, Master." She felt her throat tighten up as his long tail suddenly twisted around and coiled along the edge of her waist. "I-I'm not bored at all! Perhaps we might sleep to pass the time."

"I have had enough rest, and I would not see my prize wasting away because she was not being entertained." Kephis' answer was mocking her, the tone almost tender as she was pulled in against him and the heavy weight of his paw slipped along her stomach.

Neera squeezed her eyes shut and stifled a hiss as a hot tongue slid along her bare belly, tracing over the turquoise scales delicately and running towards the edges as he taunted her. That's what it was, a power play that made her writhe as the hot slippery tongue caressed in slow languid strokes against her and she balled her fists up. To fight was to be punished, to be punished meant true humiliation. She held onto that thought and the dozens of times she had been put on display for his amusement and the amusement of his servants. She had no doubt that they had all seen her nude and vulnerable at this point, to say nothing of visitors that he decided to flaunt her in front of. She jerked away and let out a hiss as the tongue flicked up towards her bare breasts and coiled right around the base of one, leaving a trail of wetness there as she curled her lips backwards.

"Master! You must not arrive tired!" She called out, the words turning into a hiss as the tongue tip coiled right along one nipple and glided down lower.

"My lovely girl, why would I arrive tired? The sweetness of you on my tongue revives me." The drake shifted so that the cart rocked, one of the lizards drawing it hissed out, but no one came to help her as he sent out a wave of heat against her stomach. "Tell me no, Neera, tell me to stop."

The last words were crooned as his tongue ran along her stomach, daring her to fight against him as she wriggled backwards. One of his paws caught her ankle and grabbed her, pulling her backwards before the long dark appendage slipped downwards. The rippling tongue tip began to work slowly, almost delicately, as it trailed down and brushed along her outer lips and caressed between them lightly. Her tail snapped up and she snarled, hitting him beneath the chin with it before drawing up one leg to try and shove his beak away. She wasn't a toy, she refused to become a toy, no matter how he tried to break her she wasn't simply going to allow him to treat her like this! Her reward came with a deep prumming sound of pleasure and the tongue tip jabbed forward against her hidden vent, wedging and curling between the soft outer lips.

The dragoness clamped her jaws shut and shoved at the large head harder, but he only wriggled his tongue forward with a bit more force to pry her body open. His tongue was thick, too thick, more on par with what she imagined a male of her own species might feel like, and he used it to curl and wedge into her silken body with a taunting rub. His jaws spread wider, the tip of his beaked muzzle grazed her belly as she muffled a cry when she felt the textured appendage drag backwards. His saliva spilled along the curve of her ass as he sampled her and gathered the taste on his tongue. It didn't hurt, gods above, if it had hurt she would have rejoiced and hung onto her rage, but the canny drake knew how to use that tongue to his best ability and forced her body to react.

Neera felt his tongue tip grinding right over a spot just inside of her passage, swirling in circles so she let out a helpless sound and he rumbled his approval above her. The vibrations flared through her, quivering through her passage until she threw her head back and reached out to grab at the wooden slates beneath her. He deliberately used his purr like a tuning fork, quivering her inner body and making her muscles contract as she choked out a whimpering cry. She hated him for it, she hated that he found her nerves and rubbed along them to make her suckle and pull around his tongue when it plunged forward. It grew thicker the deeper he pushed it in, the wetness that pushed out of her wasn't simply the drake's saliva any more. He coaxed her wetness from her with rumbles and fluttering strokes, with deep full thrusts and light swirling massages. She let out a short noise, her hips jerking when he pulled backwards, stroking the tongue tip just outside of her passage and teased her with gentle languid strokes.

The next thrust forward parted her open wide and rubbed through her so she let out a high pitched moan, a degrading sound that burst from her the moment the tongue tip drove right up against the barrier of her egg chamber. He began to roll his tongue through her, his hot breath panted along her scales as the golden creature reached with both paws to pin her hips down against the ground so she couldn't even try to pull back. She would have pulled back if she could have, that was what she always told herself, but her body was soon flaring hot and throbbing as he mercilessly worked over her nerves and used the thickest portion of his tongue to grind along her outer folds. To her humiliation, she could feel her own honey coating his tongue, being forced out of her as he began to use slow deliberate thrusts to rub over her silken passage. The tip of his beak pushed right down against her navel, the teeth nearly hooked against her scales, but she stopped caring as she choked out another cry.

It wasn't a cry of disgust or anger, her walls tightened around the tongue that forcefully drove into her and ground as far as he would go, the thicket portion of his base held her open wide and she sucked down a breath. It was filled with the harsh reek of male dragon, the musk was coating her tongue as she scrabbled backwards and nearly grabbed the back of the cart as her back was pushed up into the air. Her eyes snapped open, only to find the brilliant sapphire gaze locked on her own as he rippled his tongue deliberately, short hard little thrusts designed to make her body shudder. It didn't take long, he had ample practice with her body and knew every spot that made her muscles tense and her vision waver.

It was a roll of pleasure, it choked a squeal from her throat as the length of his tongue dragged along the spot within her passage and caressed over it. She reached down and grabbed at the muzzle, not sure if she was grabbing at him to shove him away or hold him close, it didn't matter as her heartbeat drowned out the sounds of the caravan and the wet noises of the tongue within her. Her legs trembled and quivered, her breathing was labored as she curled upwards and felt the tongue curling up and scooping up the slick viscous arousal from her body, it only drew out that quivering pleasure. She hated him, she hated her body, she hated her reaction, and at the same time the golden edge of pleasure descended over her vision as the dragon pulled his tongue backwards with a wet noise. He'd done it again, forced her body into reacting for him, and somehow that was far more humiliating then every time he'd mounted her or made her muzzle wrap around him. It was more violating.

"Like honey on my tongue." Khephis taunted and flicked his tongue tip deliberately on her clit making her snarl out.

"I am not your honey!" She jerked backwards, struggling to wriggle into the corner of the cart, not caring if the dragon punished her. Her cheeks burned hotly, she could feel the mixture of saliva and her own arousal running along her inner thighs messily. She could smell her arousal as well as the male's. "Let me ride in peace!"

"The only peace you should know, my lovely pet, is the peace in knowing you serve me." He licked out along her inner thigh as he followed and stood in just the right position to show off something glistening and black hanging beneath him. "Come here, my lovely pet, I require you."

"No." She answered, her rage turning weary as he lazily sprawled out on his side, rocking the cart while showing off the duel knots that rested right along the line of his stomach. He tilted his head to one side, his brows furrowed as if in concern.

"No? Ahh my lovely emerald, have you grown so bored with my attentions that you no longer wish them?" Kephis lidded his eyes and turned his head ever so slightly. "Truly, I would stable you with the kafa-lizards if you are so bored with my desires. I am sure they might reignite the passion in you."

Neera closed her eyes, still trying to ignore the way her body was throbbing from her orgasm. It was the same game that had been played before, that he continued to play, and there was no way around it. He wanted her to do it of her own free will, perhaps he was twisted enough he just wanted to play with her mind, perhaps he found outright raping her muzzle distasteful, but whatever the reason he knew how to make a threat. The idea of being put in with the lizards that pulled the carriage was a sobering one. Their 'passion' likely wouldn't be for sex, they would most likely make a meal out of her before she even had a chance to scream. She had her doubts that the dragon would truly cast her away, but at the same time the thought that he might actually follow through was enough to make her move.

Neera did her best to ignore the welcoming purr of the dragon as she moved to his belly and, as she had so many other times, reached out for the glistening inky black length awaiting her. There had to be a better life than this. There had to be a way out. Somewhere.

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Kephis strode into the heart of the temple with his head held up and his eyes half closed to give the illusion that he was bored with the little dancers that had been sent before him. They spun and twisted, ringing bells and waving sweet incense before him as he walked through the echoing room. The girls tried to get his attention as they danced, swaying hips and spinning so their silk lifted high enough that he glimpsed a promising hint of their upper thighs, but he by and large kept his attention on the far side of the room. Oh, they were sweet enough, the slaves bore collars and were of the northern persuasion with their coloring reflecting places with rich green colors and deep fertile soil, but they were broken. They had no real thoughts past pleasing their masters. They had likely been hatched here and groomed from the time they could walk for their position within the temple. He could still taste his pet on his tongue, smell her sex on his scales, there was little the girls could do to garner a reaction from him that this point.

_As if I am impressed by little dancing girls. _ Kephis shifted his gaze towards the pure white gryphon that was seated primly on a near throne at the end of the hall.

Calli was a gryphon in the prime of life, white from the tip of his beak all the way down to his tail tip. The only color on him was boasted in the dye used on his primaries to mark the gods favor of his ruling over the priesthood within the Hidden City. He came from a line of gryphons that ruled above the nobles, each one speaking for the gods to the rest of the nation. At least, that was the idea. The golden drake had known the current High Priest for as long as they had both been alive, he was well aware that the 'gods' were silent in this day and age, if they had ever spoken at all. He ruled with wisdom instead of mysticism, opening up trade routes and the country for the wealth and glory of the lords that presided over it. He was a good leader, a sound one, in the prime of his life.

Kephis mantled his golden wings as he approached the throne, watching the gryphon's slight smile as he stretched them up in honor of the 'gods'. As he did so, he felt Neera tense up at his side, her body stiff and wary as she was deliberately put on display in her nude glory. He had deliberately done it, showing her off before the drake who stood up with a flaring of his own dyed wings to acknowledge the dragon's approach. There was no comparison between his slave and the dancing girls. The girls were pretty and sweet, but empty and trained, Neera's personality shown through even as she stepped away from him when he tried to push against her. It was a deliberate slight against the gryphon, a taunt that Kephis had brought a member of his harem with him.

"Welcome to the Hidden City, Lord Kephis-Aten," Calli spoke up in the old tongue with a deep rumbling voice, his black eyes carefully controlled. "Your presence is welcome within our hallowed halls."

"I have always enjoyed the hospitality of this place, and am pleased you have summoned me to discuss the matter of our trade." The dragon inclined his head forward, not a true bow, but an acknowledgement of equals. He lowered his wings and was amused when Neera tried to shift back against him to hide her partial nudity. He had allowed her to wear a flowing tied clothe along her waist, but so enjoyed seeing the soft breasts that the two leggers boasted. "But I wish to know what has brought me from my clutch and lands on such a journey."

His delight in his pet had never stopped. Every time he was sure she had finally had enough and he might have broken her to the point that she would simply obey him, her anger flared to life and she defied him. He had learned how to train her, treat her, carefully making sure that that fire wasn't banked. He enjoyed the challenge, enjoyed the way that she struggled and spit at him before giving into what he made her body do. The fact that she had had a clutch of eggs for him only increased her value to him. He had high hopes for the eggs, though he recognized that there was a chance they might hatch out two legged weaklings instead of the proud four legged drake he wanted from them. One would be fit to carry on his name and lands, and they would not only have his cunning and intelligence, but fire and strength from their mother. But it had to be balanced, it was a delicate rope to walk.

Since the eggs she had begun to grow more determined to break free of him, he could see it in the way that she had started to sleep in the cold instead of at his side and in the way that she had begun to read intently on the few scrolls that he kept about the desert regions. She was growing too comfortable in her life with him, although she might speak properly, he knew that she was beginning to doubt his threats as idleness. She knew that he valued her and it would only be a matter of time before she tried to use that as a way to break free of his hold. He would have had to have egg wet still hanging off him to ignore the way that she had begun to show flashes of rebelliousness. It was time she found out that his threats were not as empty as she might believe they were, and if they allowed him to garner the good will of the High Priest... It was all the better for him.

"You are breeching your contract, Lord Kephis." Calli growled the words, not bothering to continue the pleasantries. "I have had reports that you have begun to make a push north. You are to be proud of your future offspring, but that gives you no rights to extend your border at this time."

"True." Kephis settled on his haunches and deliberately kept his wings folded back so the girl had nowhere to hide. He wanted Calli to look at her, see her, lust for her. "But there are no guards at the border lands and that is hardly a reason for me to remain where I was when my soldiers might camp further into the territory that no one has claimed."

"The laws are written for a reason, dragon." The gryphon's feathers roused along the back of his neck. "All such attempts to increase land must be brought to the Hidden City and set forth for all the lords to consider, not simply an idle whim."

"What harm is there? Those laws are for cases if I was poaching land from my neighbor, a warring country is hardly going to count as another lord in this case." Kephis argued and watched the way the gryphon's gaze slid occasionally to the dragoness beside him. He knew Calli well, better than the gryphon knew himself, and he was always willing to be bribed.

"And to keep you from taking more land to cause a war!" The gryphon clacked his beak together and Neera gave a little jump, her brows furrowed. She still couldn't follow the old tongue, something that he carefully fostered in her. "You will give back the lands that you tried to take, you will pay a penalty to the temple for your arrogance and one hectar of your lands will be given over to the temples."

"War?" Kephis feigned shock. "The northerners will not come to battle me for swamp land and if they did they are little more than flies. Look at her." He gestured with his beak towards Neera, deliberately causing the gryphon's eyes to remain on his pet. "They are small and soft, hardly able to do more than yammer at me before I take them as slaves."

"The punishment remains." Calli's voice was firm, but he still was looking at Neera. The girl was shifting, stiffening and outraged at the regard.

Kephis could have given him gold, or promised intricate favors to ensure that the breech was overlooked, but he had no intention of lowering himself to that level. He parted his muzzle in a smile, canting his head to one side to regard the gryphon who drew his eyes away from the girl and regarded him dispassionately. Calli was given gold and jewels often, he had most of the lord's owing him enough favors to ensure that he would never be forced to step down, but there were things that no other dragon would allow or offer.

"I would make a bargain with you, Calli." Kephis curled his spiked tail around his forelegs, loosely curling them around his pet's legs. "One that is priceless if only you will give me free leave to take 150 hectars of the northern territory."

"And why would I do that, Kephis?" Calli growled the words, but his eyes were bright with interest. "What do you have, my dear Lord, that would possibly be worth such a favor?"

"A night." Kephis gaped his jaws open wider and slanted his eyes to see Neera watching them without a hint of understanding. "A single night with one of my harem, where you are free to try to seed her belly or simply take joy in her body."

"A single night?" The gryphon scoffed and ruffled up his crest feathers. "You wish me to upset the Lords from every territory for a night with a slave? I have dozens!"

"Not a dragon's slave, not my slave. You will not break her or scar her, but she is yours for a night and a day." Kephis murmured quietly and watched the feline tail lash wildly on the ground. Avarice, that's what waited in the gryphon's gaze.

As a priest he could have no harem, no trained females to wait on him, no slaves to slake his need. It was forbidden, the only females that he could mate were those that came to him freely and even then they tended to be daughters of other priests or wanting to have a lofty position in their household. They were high enough placed, or backed by enough family, that he could do nothing to them that they did not wish. They were only given to be bred in their heat so that he could sire clutches that would hopefully hatch out a pure white gryphon to rule after him. It was tame and quiet, stripped of the wild heat and need that should have marked a virile gryphon in his prime. It was all done with ceremony that they might bear him a clutch to take on the mantel of the gods, with all the heat and passion of a temple service. As long as he carried the mantel of High Priest, he could not own a harem, a slave.

"Freely given?" Calli's voice was rough, the trace of a hiss.

"Freely given." He rumbled in return, watching the gryphon twitch slightly, the dark black eyes that were normally so peaceful brightened with a feverish hint of need. "She is my gift to you."

"Done." The gryphon's snapped out, as if he were afraid that if he hesitated the gift might be yanked away from him.

"I will see that she is bathed and prepared for you, High Priest, and she will be at your door at the setting of the sun." He murmured softly.

Kephis lowered his head and eyes in a bow, hiding the victory he felt. 150 hectars of land, enough that every one of his clutch could have a sizable estate to rule over, and his lovely little Neera would learn that his threats were anything but empty. Perhaps he might take one of the little dancing girls anyway, a victory such as this deserved a bit of celebration.

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The rooms that Neera and Kephis were given were created with an air of luxury and openness that she supposed was made to allow the dragon to feel as if he were free to leave at any time. It was situated on the inside curve of a courtyard filled with singing birds and insects that kept the night alive with sound. There was no suite of rooms to differentiate the bedroom from the rest of the place, only a large pile of pillows set against one wall and a large low couch constituted any amount of furniture in the room. It was obviously not created with an eye towards any two leggers comfort. How could they revere ferals in this manner? They were nothing more than filthy animals. They should have been servants, working and toiling away to earn their place in the rebirth cycle as something other than a beast, but instead they were treated as if they were to be envied!

As soon as they had come into the room Kephis had all but ignored her, instead he had padded around the room and moved things for his own comfort. He was pleased, his throat rumbling with the edge of a deep purr. She hadn't understood the dragon and gryphon talking, but there was little doubt that he had come out with the better end of the deal despite the fact the white gryphon had seemed more in control at the start. His 'celebration' included a large meal for himself, and her, of lightly seared meat and small sweet pastries that he had demanded she serve to him one at a time. It was humiliating, but not so humiliating as afterwards when he had demanded she go and bathe herself because she reeked of the beasts in their caravan. Lacking a private bathing suite, she had been forced to feel him watching her as she got the dust and dirt from the road from her hide. He had enjoyed it, looming over her with his eyes sliding over her nude form as she used her own hands to work foamy soap over herself. Invasive, humiliating, and his amusement palpable as she tried to hide herself and afterwards, his demand that she give him the same treatment.

"Get a servant to tend to you, Master, surely you would not wish my untutored hands to ruin the magnificence of your scaling." She answered sweetly when he gestured to the oil pots and brushes used on his hide.

"Are you saying you are so inept that you cannot oil my hide?" Kephis lifted his head with a lazy smile on his features. "I had thought you were more intelligent than that."

"I am very intelligent, Sir, but I would want only the best for you." She responded with the same sweet voice as she dried herself with a bit of silk. The drake only let out a rumble of laughter as he stretched himself out, his wings flaring open briefly before settling down on his side.

"Perhaps if you are so concerned with another tending my hide I should ask Calli for one of his pretty young dancing girls to attend my needs." Kephis tilted his head to one side with a sly smile that made her tense up. "Of course, I would have trade you for such a girl."

"Or I might watch and see how it is done, sir, and then tend you better the next time." Neera answered, tired and annoyed at the veiled threat. Did he never stop his games?

"Of course, you might tend to my underside and vent, I know how... possessive you are of the father of your clutch." The last words were drawled out and his eyes slid over her, gliding along her freshly cleaned belly and legs. "I'm sure you will both be very pleased once I am cleaned. And surely Calli will loan me one of his slaves if I explain that I require two females to attend my grooming."

He's not suggesting... She stiffened, enough was enough. She wasn't going to be humiliated in front of a stranger, she certainly wasn't going to tolerate the drake's attempts to push her in with another female.

"I would prefer to watch, Master." Neera responded shortly, stiffening as the dragon let out a soft trill and flicked his tongue out to run along the bridge of his nose. The brilliant sapphire eyes rested on her intently while he stretched himself out, flaunting himself and the line of his golden belly.

"Is that your final word on the matter, my lovely emerald?" Kephis almost whispered the words, a smile teased the edge of his muzzle. He'd done this before, the sly suggestion that he would punish her. She was tired, she was humiliated, she was unsettled by the strange surroundings and had already been humiliated on the travels here. She was done.

"I will watch, master, surely you will ensure that the one who grooms you will teach me many things." She trilled, trying to sound sweet and earnest, but she knew there was a bite to her tone, but she couldn't help it.

"Very well." Kephis sighed and rolled onto his stomach, pushing himself up with a shake of his great head. He called out in a strange language, almost roaring the words as he folded his wings along the length of his back.

A pair of felines entered the room, their spotted coats marked with bold swirls of red that ran along their pale furred chests. They weren't dressed like slaves, they were well kept with an aura of authority as they gave short bows towards Kephis. The drake inclined his head in return, not a bow, simply acknowledging them before speaking again. She had no idea what he was saying, the fluid language went right over her head as she watched them flick their eyes towards her and then back to the drake. Her stomach twisted a little as he gestured with one paw and turned his head about to gesture towards the door. And then they moved towards her, the pair them had their focus drawn towards her without remorse, eyes bright and strange as she flinched away.

"Enjoy your evening, pet, from all accounts Calli is quite talented and I will surely enjoy my own time with one of his slaves." The drake's eyes glittered menacingly as Neera jerked upright, one of the felines reached out towards her and grabbed one of her arms.

"SIR!" She jerked backwards as the fingers clamped down a bit harder. "I-I would like to watch, master! Please!"

"I already told you, lovely one, I have no desire for you to watch, but alas, you have refused me." Kephis curled his tail tip as she struggled in the grip of the matched pair of guards, they didn't hesitate to flex their claws to dig in against her scales.

"I will stay!" Fear, cold terror was building up in her belly as she writhed in place against the hold. The dragon didn't even glance at her, he stretched out further and lidded his eyes almost all the way closed.

There was no response, no plea that he heard as she was dragged room step by step, twisting and turning, fighting the hold of the felines that only yanked her roughly. In all her time as a slave Kephis had never treated her roughly save for sex, he had always been gentle. The servants had never handled her this way, she had never been hurt, but the claws that bit her and the threatening baring of the guard's teeth warned her against her continued battle. He was really going to do it, he was really sending her away as punishment. And not to be by herself either.

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"Pretty, quite pretty." The white gryphon chirred warmly as he walked around her, his wings flaring open wide to show the dye that ran along the tips of of his feathers. "Of course, Kephis has always liked them pretty..."

Neera hissed out as the beast walked around her, his head looming above her own as he peered over her with bright interest. She tried to step backwards, but he stalked her with all of his feathers roused and lifted up high so that he looked larger, more intimidating, more terrifying. The white beak was sharply hooked and edged in pure melted silver to make sure there was no missing just how sharp it was. His talons were dipped in silver as well, polished and sharpened so there was little doubt they would easily sink into bone if he had a mind to use it. The dye was the only bit of coloring on his body, but that's what made it so startling. When his wings spread they turned into a flaring set of eyes with molten gold centers.

She had been tossed into the same hall they had been greeted at, but now it was lit only with fire and a gathering of gryphons. They sprawled along the sidelines, beasts that were of every color and shape, ferals and two legged alike their eyes glowed in the light as she was thrown before them. Presented like a prize for the priest. They could have been statues save for the rousing of feathers and interest in their eyes when Calli had trilled his welcome. The room reeked of musk, raw scent that nearly choked her as male gryphons perked and watched her being stalked. Even the ones that walked on two legs were stretched out and eying her with favor, proudly nude and having no shame as they reclined with throw backs.

And all paid homage to the high priest, not attempting to move towards her either to help or to steal. It was clear that he was the one in charge. Before he had been somewhat silly looking on his temple seat, overblown and easily pushed aside, especially when Kephis had been able to outmaneuver him, but now... now he was terrifying. He moved with every muscle tense and his tail snapping so hard that it cracked against the ground, the green of his eyes were lost as his pupils dilated and drank in the sight of her and his beak gaped open. He didn't look like a thinking priest, he looked like a rutting male. Like the stallions when they'd been let near one of the mare's in heat, uncaring of her feelings, uncaring of anything except what was about to happen. How could Kephis have done this to her?

"Turn around girl, show me yourself, show me why you were worthy of giving him your clutch?" The gryphon came in closer, his beak gaped open wide and showed the tip of a narrow tongue as he grinned.

"You don't own me." She growled out, her head ducking down while narrowing her eyes as she tried to sound unafraid of the gryphon coming in close, his ear tufts lifted as he stepped closer.

"No, I don't own you, but you are my gift... my price..." He let out a hissing laugh and reached out with his metal tipped talons to hook beneath her collar. "I don't need your obedience, I don't even truly want it."

"Let- NNF!!" The talon on her collar pulled and she was yanked down roughly, his wing struck out to crack against her back as she fell to the ground. She lurched upwards, but his foreclaw shoved down against the small of her back.

"Rrrr..." The beak ran along her back, the hooked tip dragged over her scales roughly as he shifted his paw up to push right against her ass and dug his talons down hard enough that she snarled out. "Have you ever been with a gryphon, girl? Or do you only crave your master's cock?"

"I don't crave him!" She twisted, her body shuddered as a sharp nip captured the base of her tail and dug in hard enough to nearly draw blood. "Aaaahh!!!"

The cry burst free as the beak sank down on her tail harder and yanked it upwards, there was no gentle caress or teasing touch as he moved his paw down and curled along her ass cheek. He trilled at the sound of her cry and she writhed in place, half expecting to feel his tongue like her master had so often used. He didn't, he teased her with the needle sharp tip of his beak, dragging and pulling along the edges as something shifted beneath his belly. She only saw it because of the flash of deep crimson that was so out of sorts from the pale underbelly. And then she saw the sheath that was slung along his lower belly and swayed back and forth with each and every movement. The gryphon wasn't like Kephis, he didn't have a vent, but thick plush lips that were spread apart by the narrow cock tip that nudged into view.

His hind paw moved up and suddenly pushed right up against her shoulder and pushed down as she strained to get her chest up off the ground again. She wanted out from under him, but the gryphon mocked her by dipping his hips down and giving her a fine view of the twin orbs that were hanging heavy and full between his legs. They were round and heavy, the fur thin and velvety so there was a glimpse of pink flesh beneath the underside. She looked away, turning her head to one side as a forepaw was used to splay her legs open and the silver tipped claws curled inwards to drag along her stomach. She let out a short noise and lifted her hips up as they dug in hard enough to nearly draw blood. The moment she did there was gentle clicking sound in the room, beaks opening and closing in approval for the flashing of her underside.

_Gods, they are just watching! Why are they even here?! _ She shuddered as one metal tipped claw dragged along her soft vent, running along the inner folds. Something hot and syrupy spilled over the bridge of her muzzle, splattering down to either side and running towards her cheeks as she focused on the invasive touch.

Precum, hot rank male scent was choking her and making it impossible to breathe and she jerked her head as far back as her neck would take her. The cock was pushing out into the air, the glassy smooth length gleamed wetly in the light as she twisted her head to one side and the drake's claws bit down in punishment. She felt blood welling up where his claws sank and she swung her head back, her eyes squeezing shut as a hot lathering of precum was flung out over her muzzle again, making her hiss out angrily. Her scales darkened with it, and the scent wasn't even close to her own, it was strange and offensive, too sharp by half. He dropped his haunches, splaying his furred legs open wide as the cock pushed down and rubbed roughly along her muzzle back and forth.

There were sharp barbs along the tip, hooking roughly against her scales as the drag backwards left a wet mess right along the pad of her nose. Some of the precum spilled along her lips and she tried to keep it from oozing into her muzzle. He wasn't like Kephis at all, there were no knots, no obscenely large base, but for all of that it was more humiliating given the fact that he wasn't even near the same species. There were trills and rumbles in the room, the gryphons were enjoying the show as the sharp tipped talon curled right along the tip of her clit. He didn't dig in hard, he stroked and rubbed the curve smooth end of his talon up and forcibly spread her folds open wide. She tried to snap her tail down, but the beak yanked it roughly back up while the gryphon's haunches pulled backwards.

Two things happened at once. The beak clamped down hard enough that she almost felt it hitting bone and the cock tip shoved right up against her muzzle as she opened it to shriek out. The hot hard length forced along her tongue, ramming forward with no consideration for her own body, the hot ropey smears of precum were flung up against the roof of her mouth and she choked out. She stumbled backwards, writhing and kicking with an outraged sound before clamping her jaws down. Her teeth nearly dug down but he twisted his head against her tail, forcing her feet to scrabble against the ground as it was raised up. She relaxed her hold while the beast shoved his bestial length into her throat roughly, coating himself in the hot slippery strands of her saliva.

Her throat contracted down, clenching and squeezing as the length forced in deeper to the point that his sheath ground up against her muzzle. She heard a few hisses and growls, the sound of feathers and talons moved around her. Her legs were forced open wider, splaying as the foreclaw upped against her mound and kneaded along her, pulling and rubbing mockingly as she twisted herself this way and that. He didn't give her any room to get away from her as he drove forward and burrowed his cock tip harder into her throat, making her choke around it as a hot wet jet of precum flooded her stomach. She had to swallow, there was no way around it, her rippling muzzle only made the gryphon purr his approval.

Her tongue was pinned in place, although he wasn't as long as Kephis, he was thick and heavy. The only narrow tip

"Mmmm and to think I had thought you were more interested in letting loose, Calli." Kephis' voice trilled through the room as a talon tip caught along her clit again.

"Only finding out what I have." Calli hissed out and Neera tried to cry out, choking around his cock and feeling the hard barbs dragging over her throat as she twisted her head about. She tried to call out for help, hating herself for it, but the gryphon stabbed his hips forward roughly with a leaping thrust that choked her all over again. "I think she calls for her master."

"Her master is busy.." Kephis responded, his voice almost disinterested as the gryphon's tongue ran along her tail.

Neera couldn't stop the confusing feel of betrayal, the dragon wasn't even attempting to save eflaunted her, deliberately keeping her ass up and her body bared to the room, his hips jabbing forward to work his cock deeper into her muzzle. She swallowed and pulled around him, the clutching grip of her tongue worked around him, her saliva soon coating the dark red cock with some of the excess pushing out over the edge of her lips to spill along her lips messily. There was a slow jerk forward and the tip of her muzzle was shoved right against the heavy swollen balls. The soft fur rubbed over the edges of her nostrils, filling her with the sharp scent of the drake, marking her with it. Beyond her, she heard the tell tale sound of Kephis rumbling to himself in pleasure.

_He can't let this happen. I'm his favorite. _ How she hated herself for even thinking the phrase, but she kept expecting him to put an end to this, to end the punishment before it went too far. It was awful to consider the golden drake as her protection.

Neera snapped her eyes open wide as the cock tip dragged back out and began to drool the wetness along her tongue. Thick strands of precum mixed saliva hung from her muzzle to his sheath, she tried to twist her head to one side as her body tensed up. He held there for a moment, teasing back and forth, rubbing and pushing the tip right along the roof of her mouth before dragging backwards again. The cock tip tugged free with a scrap of the barbs against her lip and a slimy rope of precum that splattered over the bridge of her muzzle. The dragoness let out a short noise and tucked her head while the metal tipped claws ran along her back and the drake shifted to one side, his cock bobbing beneath him.

"Turn around, girl, greet your master." Calli mocked and reached out with his beak to grab her tail in his beak and yanked it roughly. "Thank him for his generosity in gifting you to me."

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Kephis watched the girl writhing under the grip of the gryphon, suppressing the jealousy that threatened to rise up, and instead admired the way that she struggled against him. Her muzzle was glazed with the beast's precum, her eyes flashing with outrage as her claws scrabbled against the ground. She wasn't going to give up without a fight, and he rumbled with pure pleasure at the fact she would certainly be fighting every touch and stroke. She hadn't truly fought him in all too long. She had become a bit too secure in role, or at least trained enough that she would only snarl and hiss at him, not kick and struggle when he decided to mount and fuck her. She wasn't going to just accept the gryphon's 'affections' which made it all the more stirring to know what was going to happen to her.

The little dancing girl at his belly cupped against the tip of his foreknot, her hands wrapped around him as his cock surged forward from his vent and started to throb against her hold. She was being coated in his arousal, her delicate small muzzle. She was vibrant blue with just a hint of green, certainly not striking in her pattern or color, nor did she stand out with her personality. She was obedient and quiet, thinking only of his pleasure as his tongue began to slather out along the tip of his cock, swallowing and wrapping around his glans while his hands moved down along the knots. The tight hold made him roll his hips forward, grinding and thrusting as the fingers moved down to wrap towards the base of his knot as he shifted to allow her to straddle him and push his cock right against the line of her bare belly.

Neera was turned about to face him, kicking and struggling as the claws raked her body. The gryphon was good on his word, he wouldn't scar her, though she would certainly bare his mark for quite a few days in the future. Her eyes flashed to him, the edge of the bronze colored tear marks framing their betrayed expression as he mocked her with a lazy smile and rolled his hips up against the slave. Her hands worked around him, gripping and pulling up and down with smooth steady caresses that made his cock tip start to throb and pulse, the knots swelling open as the girl wriggled her hips upwards so that his cock ran right along her soft glistening folds.

"Master..." Neera's voice came out choked while the gryphon forced her upper body down to the ground, keeping her ass up. "Please..."

"Perhaps next time you will learn to obey, my dear." Kephis murmured out and let his eyes slide along her body as she let out a harsh snarl at the gryphon's beak yanking at her tail. "Though, I will admit you have certainly made my evening interesting.."

"PLEASE!" She let out a shrieking sound as the gryphon's teeth twisted the tail about when she tried to snap it down.

"Don't bother, girl." The drake released her tail, his pupils flaring and pinning rapidly while he just barely kept himself in control. Kephis could see his body was almost shivering with suppressed desire, he was barely reining himself in.

The gryphon was putting on a show, one that had no ritual for the gods, but simply satiating the burning need that he never got to enjoy with the females flung to him. He knew intimately that the gryphon had tricks under his feathers, magic drawn from the priesthood and the drakes that had been summoned to the room. Many of the males were watching with interest, some were engaged with slaves of their own pleasures, some even exchanged pleasure with one another while their eyes remained fixed on the show in front of them. Kephis flicked his eyes around, but only briefly, before dragging his attention back to the little dancing girl that wriggled on his hips, lifting up higher with a soft moan as his cock tip was guided right up along her outer folds and began to drop down against him. He growled in approval and watched Neera staring at him as he moved his paws down to grip against her hips as he dragged her downwards, impaling the too small feeling.

Let her see that he didn't need her, could replace her, could find pleasure in another body. He grinned fiercely as inch by inch the girl stretched around him, her back arching as she whimpered out and let out moans of delight. No, no fire or hate, no defiance, but that didn't make her an ounce less pleasurable, especially when watching as Neera shrieked out in rage as the gryphon began to slide over her, mockingly grinding his cock along the side of her tail. He watched them, his eyes bright and interested while his nostrils flared open wide, the little dancing girl dropped down harder, impaling herself with the most adorable little squeaks and chirrs.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Neera lunged forward with a shriek as the beak bit down against the base of her tail before his wings beat the air around her. She tried to kick away, snarling back as the drake's large forelegs wrapped around her hips and dragged her beneath the weight of his body. The feathers and fur caressed along her back as she attempted to escape, only to have the metal coated claws dug down against her belly and forced her haunches up higher in the air. His cock started to throb and quiver along the line of the cock, precum spilled out along a line as the barbs caught along her and the beast dragged backwards. His beak caught her neck and yanked her head up, squeezing roughly so she was forced to look at the golden drake lounging on his back with his jaws open.

Kephis wasn't helping her, he wasn't even looking outraged at the gryphon, he looked engrossed in the fact that a small slave was impaling herself on his overly large cock. The obscenely large girth was stretching the girl out, bulging her stomach, but she only moaned out in pleasure as she dropped her hips down lower and lower. She rode him like Neera never had, she had refused to act like a slut for him, was that what he had tried to train her for? Now punishing her because she refused to ride him and moan for him? She snarled out and writhed in place, twisting to one side as the drake's claws slipped along the line of her breasts and caught against her as his back arched up and his cock dragged backwards. He was really going to let this happen, he was going to let a complete stranger mount her!

"MASTER!" She hated herself, but she called out for him again, desperate as the gryphon dragged the oozing narrow cock tip to probe against her folds. "PLEASE DON'T D-AAAAA!"

The cry erupted at the end of the sentence as the gryphon snarls and bit harder, driving his hips forward with a powerful rock that splayed her walls open. The moment the stiff cock tip stretched her open, the barbs flared open and rose up to rake roughly through her. Her walls contracted and she jerked away, but the weight pushed her down harder, pinning her fore body against the ground as her eyes bulged. The inner walls contracted and rippled, working around the barbs that raked inwards roughly, pushing through her body as a hot jet of precum erupted into her passage, being flung in deep to hammer against her cervix as he forced himself inwards inch by shuddering inch. Her claws raked against the ground before she squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered out. The beast's forced his way past her rippling muscles, driving and making her clench down around him as her ass was forced higher in the air.

Calli struggled through the caressing inner walls, the wet ooze of precum that ran along her outer lips, dribbling along her inner thighs as the thickness of the base soon shoved up against her folds and the tip suddenly pushed right over the cervix. The barbs scraped against her, making her jerk and writhe in place, the warm goopy precum oozed over her and rubbed this way and that as the sheath caressed right along her cunny. The furred balls bumped along her inner thighs while one large forepaw moved up and pressed against the back of her shoulder, the claws bit down roughly and pinched against the muscles as he rocked his hips back and forth to ensure that every last of his cock was plunged into her body, the tip grinding and rubbing against the narrow opening of cervix.

"So tight... Rrrr... Your master is such a primitive beast.." The gryphon hissed into her ear mockingly, making Neera's eyes open as his hips dragged back. The barbs opened wider, ripping through her so she shrieked out in protest. "Just wanting to knot you and be done..."

Another stroke inwards, the push making her toes flex down as he caressed through her body and bottomed out roughly against her cervix, her stomach cramped down in reaction. If Kephis felt offended by the comments he didn't show it, instead the dragon was dragging his hips back and bucking upwards so the little female shrieked out as her body was obscenely stretched around him. Her wetness was oozing out around the base of the cock, spilling along his scales while she writhed in place. She was moaning as if she wanted more, his paws cupped against her hips while he opened one sapphire eye to watch her, lifting the girl up so he dragged back with the foreknot popping free with a wet sound, messily splattering his own precum on himself as he did so.

The gryphon began to thrust forward with rough battering movements, the tip dragging backwards with a rake of barbs that tore from her and forced short high pitched screams from her throat. Her body shuddered and she tried to tuck her haunches down to get away from the violating thrusts. Both of his forepaws moved down to either side of her shoulders, his weight kept her in place while he kept his beak clutching the back of her neck. Only his haunches moved, and they did so in an animalistic and violent fashion, ramming himself in and working through her body as the rippling muscles molded around the cock and dug the barbs into her overly sensitive birth canal. Her tail was forced up to one side, pinning it down at a near painful angle as his narrow cock tip dug and pushed harder, making her belly cramp down in protest.

"..deserve more than simply being filled with seed..." The gryphon huffed against her neck roughly, the tip pushed harder, slipping upwards before catching along a narrow opening. "A jewel like yourself deserve to be swollen with eggs..."

Neera hissed out, enraged as he started pushing harder and bowed the heavy breeding pole as he started pushing and wedging forward. She felt the pressure growing as the tapered glans began to splay the sphincter of her cervix open, catching it open wider and wider, the burning pain making her whine out roughly. She squeezed her eyes shut and curled her lips back with a rough noise as the heavy furred haunches spread open wide to wrap around her and she was steadily stretched wider. She kicked back, snapping her jaws before there was another rough thrust, the narrow cock tip splayed the rubbery passage open wide as the last inch of heavy cock plunged into her.

With a popping sound, she felt the glans pushing through her, the tip plunged into her vulnerable egg chamber with a hot syrupy spill of precum was flung deep inside of her. Her walls contracted down tightly as she let out a soundless cry, her entire body going tense as the barbs flared open wide and hooked into her, locking into place as surely as any knot the dragon had forced into her. She scraped her claws harder as the heavy balls began to throb along her inner thighs, quivering and heaving up while the hot ropey precum coated the most vulnerable part of her body. She was ready to feel it, that disgusting obscene wave of sperm laced cum coating her body, but it never came. Instead, Calli's hind paw lifted up and rested right above her ass cheek, the retractable claws digging in roughly as his base started to strain open wider and wider.

A knot! She sucked in a breath, her jaws opening wide as the cock base pulsed and stretched open wider and wider, prying her unprepared body apart while she let out a strangled sound of shock. She had missed it, how had she missed it?! Her muzzle had been wrapped around him, every last inch, and she had missed the pulsing thickening that was prying her apart. The hips quivered and trembled as he pushed forward and pushed out another hot splatter of precum inside of her, the warmth spreading through her body as the knot shifted. Her inner walls contracted down in response, rippling and spasming as the orb pushed upwards and flowed along the cock slowly. The stretching of her inner walls burned and ached as the push forward, the gryphon snarled out above her and shifted his grip right up behind the curve of her neck, forcing her muzzle up. What was happening?!

She watched Kephis, the drake had rolled over so he faced her, barely four feet away as he hammered the slave beneath him. He wasn't looking at his current toy, he was staring at her, his eyes feverishly hot so she had no doubt that he was thinking of her being pinned beneath her. Neera couldn't take her eyes away, she couldn't summon up any thoughts as the orb was pushed through her passage and along the cock. The throbbing spire rubbed and caressed along her as the swell pushed inwards and deeper. It wasn't a knot, it couldn't be a knot, it was moving and spreading her, ignoring the way her muscles felt as if they were about to tear before the bulge shoved right up against her forcibly spread cervix. She twisted, snarling back, but the drake shook his head roughly to keep her gaze on her master as the dragon's knots began to swell within the girl. She could see the obscenely large base was flaring wide, she knew that his tip would be swelling as well.

"My little brood hen..." Calli groaned out as the orb started the cram its way into her cervix, a place that was never supposed to be penetrated in this manner. "Did you think I wouldn't' use my night with you properly? Rrrrrr...."

Neera gaped her jaws open wide, the sound tore from her throat in a shrill scream that was echoed around the room in rumbles and hisses of desire. The orb was pushing through her, digging the barbs inwards to hook more securely so there was no hope that she'd be able to escape as the orb pushed in and past the narrow channel that was obscenely stretched. There was a hot splatter inside of her, something thicker than pre-cum was flung into her empty egg chamber before the orb slipped free to drop into her body with a heavy weight. Her walls contracted down, rippling while she hissed out in shock. His hips rocked shallowly, his cock tip helping to push the thing in deeper, while the base began to bulge again, prying her walls apart.

Eggs. It was an egg being pushed inside of her. She knew this sensation, her egg chamber being stretched while the base swelled open with another heavy orb. The beak released her neck, letting her drop her head down while the slow and steady pressure grew through her body. The hot oozing dribbles were filling her egg plant, she felt full and heavy while her toes flexed down tightly against the ground. Her tongue spilled out as she sucked in a breath and let it out with a hiss as the hips rocked forward and gave shallow thrusts, just barely stirring the barbs through her, the painful cramps mad her shudder and jerk her hips in place as the orbs pushed inwards. Her own muscles betrayed her, suckling and pulling around the dark red shaft before the orb shoved up against her cervix.

The claws kneaded her shoulders, squeezing and pulling as she heard a roar erupt in front of her and made her eyes flashed open wide. Kephis' hips were held still, the drake's body shuddering as his golden wings extended out above him. She had seen him do this so many times, but always from beneath him, but now she was able to watch as his muscled belly relaxed and tensed, his body quivered as the little dancing girl shrilled out in pleasure as she was flooded with draconic cum. Humiliatingly, Neera called out as well as she felt the orb starting to force its way past the barrier of cervix again. The barbs rippled and caught through her overly sensitive body, striking her nerves as he forced the egg through the passage and gave another jerking thrust that drove his balls up against her. Already another orb was swelling the cock base, forcing her aching muscles to mold open around him again.

The heavy orb pushed in to join the first, her lower belly stretching out around him as she arched her back up and struggled against the hold. She felt her scales being strained open as the oozing wetness ran over the eggs, coating them protectively. It hurt, it ached, and made parts of her body relax and contract time and again. She felt the belly muscles going tense and relaxing as the gryphon huffed and trilled out his pleasure, his breathing huffing down against the base of her neck. She dropped her head down and away, hearing Kephis grunting and rumbling in the last edge of his pleasure. The next orb that worked through her, stretching and carefully prying her open, was joined by a fourth that was already pushing up along the cock, impossibly making her body stretch that just much more.

"Lovely... rrr.. egg filled... hen..." Calli huffed out and kneaded his hind paw against her ass cheek, pushing forward again as her stomach was swelling outwards. "Cheap for the price..."

Neera dropped her head to the ground weakly, feeling the cramps that rippled past her belly drawn out as the gryphon shifted again. She didn't hear the sound of movement, she was lost in her own confused horror that she was being literally stuffed with the gryphons eggs, her body showing how gravid she was by the moment. She only was aware of Kephis when a large scaled paw reached down and caught her muzzle, the sharp familiar scent of him hit her and to her horror her walls suckled around the gryphon's cock in reaction. Just that scent sent an unwilling feel of heat coursing through her before she opened her eyes and saw her master settling in front of her, his golden muzzle parted in a smile.

Her belly swelled open further, dropping downwards as the gryphon shifted backwards and tugged roughly against her barbs so she let out a weak cry. Her master moved forward with his used cum coated cock still throbbing beneath him, the knot still swollen at the tip as she was forced to lean towards him. She jerked to one side, but the moment she did the gryphon shoved forward again wet a wet squelching sound, the egg forcing up against her cervix and she felt a stab of pain and pleasure mingled together as it squeezed through her too sensitive body. The grip on her muzzle forced it up so that the glazed tip of the cock pushed up and right along the bridge of her muzzle, dribbling wetly over her maw.

"Open up, pet..." Kephis trilled softly. "Your punishment is far from over."

Another egg pushed into her swelling belly, the pressure growing as they were forced together in the narrow sweep of her body. How many more to go? How long for a punishment? The questions mounted as the too large dragon cock pushed into her maw to the sound of their audiences approval.