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Hello dear readers! Makaidos claimed the dragon's share in one of my past story auctions. For that, he had his character paired up with a feral gryphon companion that doesn't only have a loud beak, but an attitude to match it! After their assignment to persuade a race of avians fails, the gryphon lashes out at the only culprit he can find: A full grown, menacing dragon. Yet even these fierce beasts have their weak spots, as Makaidos is about to find out...

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Makaidos flew towards the giant forest stretching ahead of him. The trees looked like small mountains. That's how tall they grew, with their branches and leaves spreading as far as the eyes could see. It was a catching sight, were it not for the avian race that made their homes inside the hollows. They were rumored to be cruel and savage. That was especially true where outsiders were concerned.

A shiver ran across Makaidos' spine. He flapped his wings and tucked his grey claws into the pads of his paws. Then, he pressed, hard enough to feel the sting of pain. Makaidos filtered his growl through a short hiss. Although the immediate effect of pain helped clear his head, he didn't want to attract the attention of the avian flying beside him.

Rayik. Or Ryak? Makaidos couldn't recall. Only a few hours passed since the inception of their task, and he already forgot the name of his partner. Not that it was more relevant than the gryphon's dull plumage. Makaidos saw a few scruffy birds during his travels, though none looked as bad as the scoundrel inflicted upon him by the Spire. Rayik-awk-squawk was just about as threatening as the noises he sometimes made. He had the stature of a doe, a pair of spindly legs under that lean chest of his, and quite the dull beak. It had a dark shade of grey, complementing the gryphon's fiery eyes in quite a catchy way. That was the only positive thing about him. His eyes, and the balls hiding underneath his tail. Aside from those fine features, Rayik resembled a chicken with broad wings and the haunches of a feline.

"We're approaching," Makaidos said.

"Do you really have to state the obvious, dragon?" Rayik turned his head with a screech.

"Of course. It is a necessity when your bird brain forgets."

"I won't forget to put you into place once this task is over."

"I'll be looking forward to it, little bird. See how those little claws of yours match against my hide." Makaidos growled and dived under him, allowing the gryphon's claws to scrape along his back.

Rayik shrieked. His talons wrapped around Makaidos' tail, pressing their tips right against the sensitive fin decorating the tip.

"You don't seem to be so resilient here. Or there."

Makaidos slammed his tail to the left. It was useless. Rayik dislodged from the swishing tail and rolled so fast Makaidos lost track of him. He understood what the gryphon meant with that last word when a force connected with his exposed balls.

Makaidos choked. Roaring was impossible with all the pain dispersing through his body. His wings went completely limp. His legs too spasmed and curled towards the dragon's belly in a failed attempt to protect him from the onrush of pain. Makaidos scrunched his moistening eyes. He felt it building up, threatening to explode.

"Grrrawwwrrr!" the roar erupted from his throat with the intensity of an avalanche, raw and alive. Makaidos knew he was falling. He didn't need his eyes to sense the biting chill of the wind. At such speeds it cut right into his wings, chilling the blood surging through his throbbing membrane.

"You are going to crash, dragon," came Rayik's annoying squawk.

Makaidos opened his eyes. He saw the bothersome bird flying around, screeching and basking in its mirth. He would've taught that featherhead a lesson if the trees weren't approaching so fast. Gritting his teeth, Makaidos spread his wings and flapped hard to stabilize his perilous descent.

"Impressive. Even I don't recover that fast from a blow to the nuts."

"I will make you eat them," Makaidos hissed, drops of saliva flying from his outstretched tongue.

"Only if you catch me, dragon," the gryphon sailed towards him.

Makaidos lashed with his paws. Rayik nimbly avoided his claws, rolling in the air within the blink of an eye. Makaidos almost grabbed the pale tuft of his tail before a jet of urine sprayed straight into his eyes. Makaidos was quick enough to shield himself against the sting, though the smell still persisted. It was raw, musky, and annoying, matching that bastard bird's personality to perfection. Makaidos surged forward, roaring towards his fleeing companion. He had the advantage of speed, but dragons had stamina. One way or the other, Makaidos always caught his prey.

Unless his prey happened to do something extremely stupid, such as flying head-on into the den of the enemy. Rayik dived straight towards the fiery orbs shimmering below the thick canopy. A shriek rushed forth. Then another. And another, until the whole forest resonated with the cries of avians.

"Good. Fucking. Job," Makaidos hissed between bared teeth. Fliers sprung from the forest below. They surrounded him within four heartbeats, poking and scratching at his wings and tail with their pestering beaks and sharp talons.

"I'm a guest. Don't get your feathers ruffled."

"Rawk!" a golden winged vulture swerved right in front of him. "We don't welcome dragons in our home. Begone!"

"I'm not alone!"

"Seem to be," the avian looked left and right, then screeched right in Makaidos's face. "Are you trying to deceive me, dragon?"

"I won't, even if I could."

That had to be the worst choice of words gracing his tangling tongue. Makaidos bit the tip hard enough to draw blood. Pain forced his attention upon the present, and not on the swarm of thoughts passing through his head.

"My gryphon companion flew ahead to make introductions."

"Where?" the vulture asked.

Makaidos pointed towards the glimmering lights. "There."

"The Flock's nest?"

"Yes. Seems like an ideal place to have a civilized discussion," Makaidos said.

The avians grudgingly escorted him towards the heart of their homes. Walkways were built between branches for no discernable purpose. No ground predator could live at these heights unless their claws were resilient enough to climb the giant trees. Maybe it was just for the joy of weaving something. Makaidos noticed the many decorations spread throughout this patch of the forest. Leaves were clumped and woven into shapes, while intricate patterns were carved upon the bark of the trees. The hollows impressed him the most. Lanterns hung around the entrance, illuminating the way into the dens.

"Nice place you got here."

"Keep silent," the vulture slapped its bright wing into Makaidos' face. "You will not speak until the Talon King speaks."

"Talon king?"

Makaidos almost got his eye pecked for that.

He kept his maw shut, at least until he landed near Rayik. The gryphon already had gathered quite an entourage. Fliers of all sizes and colors whirled around him, chirping and inspecting the gryphon's features. Rayik lifted his wings, displaying them for a bit before he did the same with his tail. Several beaks poked at his equipment. They must have had quite the soft touch, for Rayik maintained his composure throughout the whole exploration process.

"Gryphon males are a rare commodity for this---awk!" Rayik leaped forth, scattering his admirers with a flap of his wings.

"No words!" the vulture screeched insistently.

The tip of its beak was bloodied. Makaidos knew where that came from when he caught sight of Rayik's plump spheres. A thin line of blood washed between his balls, kissing the pink tip of his sheath.

The gryphon clacked his beak and joined Makaidos. No words. That was the message. Makaidos dipped his head. He accepted the request as well as the temporary truce.

"Follow me, and keep silent. I will not have our forests tainted by the primitive growls of dragons."

Rayik trilled at that.

The vulture slapped his wings hard. "Or the bastard shrills of a mongrel."

Makaidos and Rayik shared a quick glance. Defiance burned within the gryphon's eyes. He wanted to be done with this task as soon as possible, and for once Makaidos felt they could reach an agreement. He walked slowly, paying attention to nothing in particular. The vulture's tail had quite an allure to it, with all those colorful feathers sprawling around the speckled tip. Makaidos watched that for a few paces, then shifted his eyes towards the ground. He couldn't allow himself to be distracted. A single wrong word could forfeit his life.

So Makaidos pondered with each step, until his paws replaced the hard wood of the walkway with the silky fur of wolves, bears, and all manners of ground predators.

"Only one speaks," the vulture waved its wing towards the entrance of the hollow.

Rayik didn't waste a moment. He strolled inside like he owned the place, with his wings tucked at the sides and his neck lifted above his inflating chest.

"We humbly greet you, mighty lord of the skies," Rayik said as he bowed.

Makaidos repeated the gesture.

"Lord?" The white feathered eagle sat up from his jewel encrusted nest. "Salvaged that word from the ground world, did you?"

Rayik clacked his beak. "It's actually an honorific term that applies to all beings, winged or not."

"I see," the eagle jumped on the ground, azure eyes staring straight at Rayik. "You presume to know more than me, half breed."

Rayik took a few steps back. "Presuming is always so improper, lithe and graceful king. I was only trying to extend you my most esteemed greeting."

"By flying into my home?" the eagle flapped his wings once. "Uninvited?"

"We are not uninvited," Rayik slowly crouched. "The Spire sent us here to deal with-"

"Sit straight. You are no chick to crouch under his mother's breast."

Rayik adjusted his stance. He nervously gripped the black bear pelt underneath his paws. His wings too fluttered with uneasiness. Makaidos never saw him distressed before. Was that little bird more intimidating than a dragon? Preposterous!

The Talon King walked closer to his gryphon companion. "Keep that tail straight. I want to take a closer look. At both of you," he added after he threw Makaidos a quick glance.

Makaidos never knew what a stiff posture meant until the Talon King circled him. He remained glued to the ground, not even flinching when he felt a hard beak prodding around his sensitive scrotum. The King rubbed and sniffed in a most perverse way before tugging on the soft skin.

Makaidos restrained from hissing. He merely raised his tail above the eagle's flapping wings, allowing him to do as he pleased. The bloody bird pushed right between his balls, gripped hard enough to draw blood, then scampered off with a squawk. He was heading towards Rayik, barely making a sound on the soft cushion below.

"You are both males," the Talon king repeated his test on Rayik's balls. The gryphon stumbled forward, swiping his tail around once he had his balls nipped.

"That hurt!"

"Not nearly enough," the white eagle screeched. "What is your purpose here, strangers from the lands beyond?"

"We're here to negotiate a treaty," Rayik said as he looked below an upraised wing, towards the white menace prodding around his privates.

"I believe you speak mistakenly," the Talon King clacked his black beak. "You are both fertile. Those spheres I pecked are ripe and soft, bursting with fresh seed."

Rayik looked around as words failed to grace his beak.

"You came here to impregnate and stain my flock with your vile seed."

Rayik opened his beak, yet the king beat him to it. He shoved his beak hard between his balls, then clamped down.

"Whaaaawk rawk awk!" Rayik flapped his wings and swayed his tail, trying to shove the white menace away.

"You are corruptors. Selfish. And liars!"

Rayik tried to disagree between his desperate shrieks. Makaidos didn't know whether to intervene or not. He simply stared at the bizarre chase-the-balls game until the Talon King flew right above his head.

Makaidos didn't need to turn around and see. The stinging in his balls was obvious enough. With one quick push, that bastard of an eagle bit straight into his flesh. Hissing, Makaidos turned around. There was no escape from the eagle. He shoved with his wings and grabbed with his beak, opening small laceration into his heavy grey sack.

"Grrr..." A smoldering growl rumbled within Makaidos' throat.

The Talon king drew back at that. He probably expected some kind of retaliation. The truth was a lot more embarrassing than that. The surge of blood mixed in with the raw throbs of pain, summoning just the right amount of excitement. Makaidos pushed his tail between his legs and lowered his wings.

Rayik squinted his eyes. His head tilted this way and that, trying to discern the dragon's awkward reaction. Makaidos hoped he wouldn't see. He protected himself as best as he could, after all...

...though not from an eagle's all seeing gaze. The damn pest got right between his legs, poking at the base of his throbbing flesh.

Makaidos gulped. The Talon king noticed his stare. He walked forward, azure eyes brimming with coldness and spite.

"Is that what I think it is?"

Shaking his head, Makaidos growled a soft, whimpery sound. The white eagle stretched his neck, touching the tip of his beak to the tip of the dragon's protruding cock.

"Arousal. Is. Forbidden!"

Makaidos lurched to the side when the Talon King flapped his wings. He flew straight into his nest, looking a lot bigger with all those feathers ruffling around his form.

"My companion is abnormal, bright Lord. He cannot control his-"

"I am no lord, you dirt eating mongrel. Out!" the Talon king screeched. "I want you out of my home this instant."

"But-"

"Go, or I shall have your balls cut and shoved up your tailholes."

Rayik didn't need to hear that twice. He bowed stiffly, just like Makaidos did, and led the way onto the walkway, where a whole entourage of avians awaited.

Makaidos knew a mean stare when he saw one. He flared his wings and pushed himself away from the ground just as the whole group burst with violent shrieks and screeches.

Like them, Rayik wasn't happy. He used his energy and speed to escape the pursuers, then turned his attention upon the reason of their untimely departure.

The dragon's balls. Rayik pursued them ceaselessly. He nipped when he could, and swiped, shoved, or slapped when his beak couldn't get within range. Makaidos avoided most of the attacks, though he was bigger and slower than the agile gryphon. As a result, his balls took a hefty amount of punishment. Stinging pain throbbed within their bosom, filling his crotch with a sharp, painful thrumming.

Makaidos whirled around. He waited until Rayik launched himself forth, then grabbed his frail form with all his paws.

"It's not my fault!" he growled into the avian's face. "Use your brain for once, you blasted bird!"

"Yeah? Then why did your cock come out?" Rayik retaliated with his own shrilling chirp.

"You saw how blind that featherhead was. He could have said anything!"

"Then why you?" Rayik rammed his beak against Makaidos' exposed fangs. "Why did he point at you, you stupid beast?"

Makaidos opened his mouth to speak, only to roar instead as one of Rayik's hind paws found its way between his legs. It slid across the crevice of his slit, then pressed hard upon his balls, squeezing the twin spheres inside their very own shelter.

"You liked it. All the touching and sniffing and biting."

"Not true," Makaidos shook his head, snarling in pain.

"Admit it," Rayik pressed harder. "Or I will squish your precious balls right under my foot."

Sheer terror washed through Makaidos. He slammed his head into the gryphon's chest, forcing a hoarse cry out of his parting beak. Rayik's grip softened just enough to allow a quick escape. Makaidos brought his wings forth and used the momentum to dislodge himself.

===BALLS BUSTING SCENE STARTS HERE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!===

Rayik screeched from behind. Stubborn birds never gave up their pursuit so easily. Makaidos pulled his wings closer to his body and surged towards the ground. The friction with the air rubbed his wings raw, yet he didn't stop. With a roar, Makaidos disappeared into the forest below. He twisted between the branches, keeping his wings tucked until he saw the ground. Then, he flapped quickly, spiraling around the trees until grass rested under his trembling feet.

A screech burst from nearby. Makaidos barely managed to pinpoint the location, least guard himself. As soon as he turned his neck around, the gryphon was upon him, flapping and flailing and screeching.

Makaidos flared his wings and roared. His tail swiped from left to right, each time missing its mark. He turned around, swiping a forepaw at the pesky gryphon.

Rayik avoided it like it was nothing, then slammed the back of a forepaw right into the dragon's perky balls.

Makaidos trembled under the blow. Every muscle in his body tensed, and tears threatened to spill from his eyes. The heated surge was so strong that his body felt numb.

Rayik took advantage of that. He used one forepaw, then the other, and even turned to kick with his feet. He hit again, and again, softening those balls with tenderizing blows until Makaidos dropped on his side, wailing like a dying beast.

Rayik walked around him. "Does it hurt?"

"Yes!" Makaidos hissed with obvious desperation. "Stop. Just stop or I'll-"

"Do what?" The gryphon grabbed his throbbing balls between the talons of a forepaw. "Bite me? Claw me? Push me away?"

Makaidos's teeth dripped with spite. "I will claw your pretty feathers until they turn red."

"Will you?" Rayik squeaked with amusement. "Because right now you can't even protect your balls."

He gripped. Then, he squeezed.

Makaidos thrashed like a helpless hatchling. He never knew the meaning of pain until now. His balls -the most sensitive part of his body- were savagely pressed into the gryphon's merciless grip. They slid around each other briefly, trying to fill up the receding space. Rayik enjoyed that. He liked testing the resilience of a dragon's balls. He adjusted his grip, then squeezed even harder.

Makaidos tensed hard as his balls were savagely pressed into each other. He roared his heart out, clawed at the ground, then bit into a forepaw, trying to shake his mind off the ruthless pain that exploded across his crotch.

Rayik shrieked with delight. He shifted his fingers around, playing with the dragon's balls. Every time Makaidos growled, he squeezed harder, emulating the spasms of ejaculation.

Only now, those spasms brought a flood of agony instead of blissful release.

"You want more?" Rayik taunted.

"N-no. No!" Makaidos slammed his tail into the ground.

Rayik squawked once. He slowly lessened his grip, allowing the desperate dragon a short breather.

Makaidos panted. Tears flowed across the sides of his snout, moistening the dark blue scales.

"Don't...don't do that again," he said, looking towards his tormentor.

"Why?" Rayik trailed his claws across the sensitive skin of his balls. "Do you think I'll break them?"

Makaidos snarled at that. "No dragon can be broken so easily."

That was his pride speaking. Makaidos regretted those words as soon as they left his tongue. Rayik lifted his forepaw, then brought it down upon his exposed sack with the might of an avalanche.

The blow instantly darkened Makaidos' vision. He blinked quickly, trying to clear the haze from his eyes. His heart pounded so hard, it almost leaped from his chest. Makaidos hissed and groaned, clawing and snapping at that bastard bird. Every time he took a fresh breath, he hit, sending fresh reserves of agony across his abused balls.

Makaidos couldn't handle it. Debilitating weakness washed across his body. His muscles felt numb and weak, powerless to defend him. His mind too became foggy and lazy. As much as he tried, Makaidos couldn't focus on anything but the raw throbs quaking inside his ballsack. Rayik hit it too hard, too quick. He shrieked before every blow, beak clacking with amusement. Runts always liked to feel important, and Rayik was the perfect example. He was dull, and scrawny, and weak. Attitude was his only advantage, and keen eyes for weaknesses. Now that he found a dragon's weakest spot, Rayik fully exploited it.

And Makaidos could do nothing about it. He was betrayed. The pain, his unyielding ally, now turned against him. Makaidos thought he was done for. His breathing became erratic, and weakness consumed everything. He was going to meet his ends at the claw tips of a demented bird.

He crashed on his back, allowing Rayik full control of his exposed sack. He played with it before every few hits, pointing and asking questions. Makaidos ignored all of them. Everything had a limit, including pain. Either Rayik was becoming careless, or the agony lessened its grip. Makaidos waited until that familiar focus returned to his senses.

It only took a couple more hits for that to happen. Clarity burst into his mind, washing away the debilitating helplessness. Makaidos slapped his tail, taking Rayik straight in the rump. He screeched, then shrilled as wings enveloped his frail form. Makaidos pushed himself up, grabbing the pest between his forepaws.

"My turn," he roared in his face.

Rayik closed his eyes. He endured the pelting saliva and the deafening roar, though not humiliation. One of his paws desperately clawed along the hard scales until it found something warm and soft underneath.

"I'm not done yet," Rayik said, and plunged his paw right into Makaidos' sensitive slit.

The exposed claws took him by surprise. He carelessly shoved the gryphon away, exchanging his own balance in the process. Rayik didn't make the same mistake. He brought his head down, nipping hard onto Makaidos's soft skin.

"Grrawr!" the dragon flapped his wings.

Rayik jumped backwards, allowing Makaidos just enough time to protect his package.

"Do you think that will protect you, dragon?"

"Better than your feathers protect your chest, aye."

Rayik squeaked with delight. Makaidos growled. How could something so small have so much confidence?

The answer came when Rayik gracefully slid below his wings. He shoved them away with his own, then worked on the forepaws protecting the precious balls. Makaidos kicked his hind legs, though he always failed to hit. The gryphon favored the sides, and he was always quick to avoid any incoming strike. He clawed and bit around the tips of Makaidos' claws until the dragon roared his spite. That bastard of a bird was not only precise. He knew every weakness a dragon had!

He pushed a talon into the soft sack, then shove away the pestering paws. Makaidos released a desperate growl. Instinct forced his paws back, exposing his balls to the encroaching talons.

"You're mine," Rayik shrilled. He grabbed with both paws, squeezing harder than he ever did before.

Makaidos' throat erupted with a harsh roar. His balls just couldn't handle that kind abuse. They tightened so hard that his crotch tensed with an unruly spasm. Makaidos didn't know what that was. He never felt such intense pain in his entire life. He felt hot and fuzzy, and weak. Everything seemed to wobble and spin aside from the pounding in his balls. It had a rhythm to it, a beating just like his pounding heart.

And it was strong. It erupted with unmatched intensity, splitting his crotch apart with a heated surge. Makaidos perceived that as pain until the tip of his cock burst from his slit. It was moist, soft, and barely erect, yet it erupted just the same.

Makaidos clamped his jaws shut, then roared as a jet of hot seed burst from his cock. The splash took him straight in the face, clogging his nostrils with gooey semen. Makaidos choked on it, though he couldn't stop. His crotch spasmed ruthlessly, sends out repeated jets of untimely seed. His balls gave in under all that pounding and squeezing. Ultimate pleasure was the answer to ultimate pain. It boggled the mind, yet Makaidos did not question the intensity of such a weird orgasm. He squeezed his muscles hard, roaring and snapping as his balls emptied themselves of all the pain and abused he endured.

Rayik screeched with delight. He pushed a forepaw over the stream, then shoved his ass hole straight into Makaidos' face. That horny bird straddled him, literally humping his cock as it spewed its contents. Makaidos watched, stupefied from both his orgasm and the pain as the gryphon bathed his own cock and balls with the dragon's erupting seed. Rayik's tip came out, quickly followed by his knot. Trilling happily, the gryphon humped, rubbing his cock against Makaidos' until the streams lessened their force.

===BALL BUSTING SCENE ENDS===

"So warm...so tasty..." Rayik mumbled as he leaped off, leaving a trail of falling semen behind him.

Makaidos dropped straight onto the ground. His focus was gone, as was his strength. He felt sapped, just like his balls.

Not Rayik. He carefully massaged his balls with the palm of a forepaw while his beak and tongue worked on his cock. He licked himself and humped inside his own beak before announcing his exploding climax. Rayik dropped on his back and curled around himself, wings terse, paws kneading around anything they found. He bathed in the rapid streams of his exploding seed, crying blissfully every time a spurt entered his open beak.

"Mmm. So good," Rayik licked the tip of his dripping beak. "My seed certainly tastes better than yours, dragon."

"Liar..." Makaidos whimpered.

"I'm being honest with you!" Rayik got up before his cock finished spasming. He wet the ground with milky seed as he approached. "We have a thicker consistency, which gives the fluid quite a tangy taste. Do you want to try?"

Makaidos couldn't care less. He simply huffed and pushed the pest away with a wing.

Rayik didn't appreciate his refusal. He leaped over him, then shove his half erect cock straight into a nostril. Makaidos licked. He couldn't help his reflexes, even if they plotted against him.

"Raaawk! I can see you like it," the gryphon dropped on his side, exposing his seed coated equipment. "Go on. Have another taste. Don't swirl the same stale seed inside your mouth."

Makaidos slapped his tail around. It caught the gryphon on his back, but his forepaw fell right upon his balls. Rayik screeched under the swift blow, forming a ball of feathery agony.

This was the perfect chance! Makaidos scrambled up on his legs and ran away from the winged pest. His clumsy paws stumbled in the rush. Makaidos dug his claws into the ground and flapped his wings. The rush of air stabilized his precarious, though not for long. Rayik was right behind him.

Makaidos growled. He had to push back his weakness. Had to ignore his fatigue.

And most of all, had to get away from that demented bird. So he increased the length of his strides. He leaped once, twice, then jumped as high as he could. For his weakened muscles, that didn't mean much. Makaidos flapped his wings with desperation, though not even their broad span was enough to lift him high enough. The tips slapped the hard soil beneath, forcing the dragon back on the ground.

Makaidos gritted his teeth and tried again. Lower crouch, longer jump, stronger wing beats. He drew in a hissing breath, tensed like a spring, then prepared to push the ground with all the might he could muster.

The blow came just before he jumped. It slid right below his tail, connecting to his mushy, overly sensitive balls. Makaidos' eyes widened like black pearls at the electrifying surge rushing through his body. His muscles went completely limp, and with a shattering growl, the dragon collapsed, trembling from each one of his joints.

"You call me bird brain, dragon. Why is that?"

"Because...because you're stupid," Makaidos snarled. "I can snap your neck like a twig, if I want."

"Oh. So you say," Rayik walked around him, poking around his wing with his beak. "Yet you are on the ground, moaning, while I stand above you."

He placed a forepaw on his head, right behind his horns. "Learn your place, dragon."

Makaidos could have bitten his leg off. It took just a short lunge, and the gryphon would spill his life essence on the surrounding grass.

"You are a reckless bird," he said instead, looking away from Rayik's inquisitive stare.

"Am I? What makes you say so?" Rayik removed his paw.

Makaidos only noticed the tip of his tail as the gryphon turned around. He walked the opposite way a few steps, revealing the plump balls resting underneath his pucker.

"Instinct. Reason. Sense," Makaidos growled. "I'm bigger, and stronger, and deadlier. You will stand no chance against me."

"Oh, but I do stand," Rayik said.

Makaidos felt the tip of his claw trailing along his slit. It was cold, and sharp, testing the rim of his lubricated shelter.

Rayik moved his claw quicker, until he slid along the short patch of scales stretching between the dragons' slit and his balls.

"I do stand, while you moan and growl and cum," he cupped the spheres inside his grip.

Makaidos hissed softly. He expected another harsh squeeze, yet Rayik seemed content with just a bit of playing. He fondled the orbs between his fingers while his tail swished and his beak prodded around Makaidos' slit. He took a few healthy whiffs, then drew his head back, shrilling softly.

"You still smell of cum, dragon. Why?" Rayik licked the tip of his moistened beak. "Why did you cum when I only filled you with pain?"

"I don't know," Makaidos rolled on his side, further exposing himself to the bird's playful grip.

Rayik released his balls, leaving them to droop like a sack of heavy rocks. "I think you do," he crawled closer, eyes fixed on him. "Tell me, dragon."

"Why?"

Rayik pushed his beak right under his chin and started rubbing. Short, abrupt movements, just like he did with his fellow avians.

"I want to know...so I can make you cum again," Rayik chirped softly.

Makaidos blinked. He had trouble comprehending the absurdity of the gryphon's request until his little head emerged from below. He stared at him, ears perked, pupils wide with lust, with his beak barely a claw's length away from his snout.

"Cumming is the only thing you do right, dragon. Your paws are clumsy when you fight, your wings too broad to maneuver through the air, and your big scaly brain is even softer than your balls when you need to think your way out of danger."

"Wrong," Makaidos shook his head. "You got it all wrong, featherhead."

"Did I?" Rayik placed the fluffy tip of his tail on his balls, smothering them with silky warmth.

Makaidos' wings twitched. He almost growled out his bliss were it not for a timely lick along his snout.

"See? All you can think about are ways to spend the seed trapped within these jewels," Rayik rubbed his tail around.

"It's...not true," Makaidos hissed softly. "I'm not a beast. Not like that."

"You are," Rayik trilled with delight. "Why did your cock poke out during that eagle's examination? How else could you release when I broke and shatterd your balls?"

"Fear," Makaidos licked his snout again.

"It makes the blood pump faster, yes," Rayik slid his tail closer to the dragon's tailhole. "But that reason alone is not enough to supply that amount of excitement."

"It is. It is..." Makaidos closed his eyes. That massage felt so wonderful. He could feel his blood surging beneath his slit, supplying his limp cock with delightful amounts of heat.

"That's it, dragon. You can tell me," Rayik rubbed along his jaw, then descended along the dragon's neck.

Makaidos couldn't handle the rising heat. His claws curled inwards and his wings stretched, flaring the bliss concocting within his slit. His cock poked out with a wet plop as the dragon melted with a moaning growl.

"You like this."

"Yes, and no," Makaidos whispered, lips twitching with arousal. "Pain had always spurred my instincts. It makes me feel so...alive."

"That is bizarre," Rayik drew his head back.

Makaidos pushed him back with a forepaw, so hard he squawked within his embrace.

"I like it rough, featherbrain. With impenetrable scales to protect our body, a rough touch can be most...stimulating."

Rayik screeched. He flapped his wings twice, then slipped from his fetters.

"You cried like a fledgling when I smashed your balls," Rayik said, slapping his tail once against Makaidos' sensitive package.

The dragon growled, though the sound that left his rumbling throat resembled a moan rather than a pain filled growl.

"Oh, no. No no no," Rayik walked around. "I have been lenient by allowing you to recover. Maybe a rough approach is the best way at asserting my dominance."

"You don't really have to-"

"I do!" Rayik flapped his wings. "I can't allow your scaly brain to concoct plans and ideas. We failed our task and almost died because your cock couldn't remain inside its sheath!"

"That was a single slip on my part. Haven't you punished me for it?"

"Not nearly enough," Rayik screeched. "It doesn't count if you enjoy it. You should have curled, accepted and learned your lesson, yet instead you sprayed your filthy seed all over your scales."

"And your cock," Makaidos hissed. "Barely three squirts into my orgasm, and your engorging cock was already thrusting against me like I was a wet, dripping female."

"You felt like that, runt," Rayik stomped a talon into the grass. "My only regret is that I didn't take you like one."

"You are welcome to try, featherhead," Makaidos challenged through a spiteful hiss.

Like before, Rayik was well ahead of him. His tail pulled back, then swiped hard into his balls, forcing a hoarse growl out of the dragon's throat.

"How is that for a first blow?"

Makaidos didn't allow the bird's taunting to interfere with his emotions. He shoved his wings hard in the gryphon's face and attempted to rise on his paws. He placed a hind paw on the ground, then a front paw before his exposed spheres found themselves trapped inside a steel-like grip.

Rayik shrieked his over Makaidos' cries. The dragon kicked the pest away for no avail. Rayik was too nimble, too lithe, and far too agile. He danced between the kicks, slapping the dragon's balls with every opportunity. Makaidos attempted to block the pain. If he got up, Rayik would lose all leverage. He was bigger, stronger, more resilient.

But first, he had to get up. He looked for a pattern in the gryphon's attacks, tear eyed as he became. Rayik moved like raindrops in a cloudy sky, too unpredictable to even notice. Makaidos lunged forward for a quick bite.

He ended up roaring instead. Rayik crouched right under his snapping maw, digging his beak into the next most sensitive place a male dragon possessed: his tailhole.

Makaidos froze. He had his balls touched and hit before, but never had he been touched there in such a rude and unexpected way. His tailhole was pure and untouched, unbesmirched before this vile gryphon penetrated his most sensitive of sanctuaries. A rush of unexpected delight surged through his muscles. They clamped hard against the invasion, trapping the gryphon's beak inside.

It felt strange. Painful in one way, but so exciting if viewed from the right angle. Makaidos had no idea how to look at his predicament until Rayik's talons coiled around his balls.

The gryphon squeezed, just enough to force the muscles to contract a bit harder. Makaidos threw his head back, surprised by the intensity of such raw stimulation. His tailhole quivered with heat. Muscles rubbed against the gryphon's dry beak, attempting to seize it as he pushed deeper into their fold.

"Get...get out," Makaidos hissed.

Rayik squeezed harder instead. Shrilling with a feral cry, Makaidos kicked the pesky bird away. Rayik took the blow straight in the chest, falling on his back with a displeased squawk.

"I'm not done yet," he clacked his beak stubbornly.

"Yes you are," Makaidos said, with nothing to back his words up.

Rayik was too fast, and too determined to get what he wanted. He smashed the dragon's balls with a thundering blow, then spread his flanks apart with his wicked talons. The gryphon dove his beak right back inside, enjoying a series of quick nudges and licks. Makaidos kicked him away, yet every time he retaliated his balls paid a throbbing price. He was helpless before this randy bird. He sniffed where he wanted, touched where he desired, and plunged his beak anywhere he pleased. He was taking Makaidos like a female, sliding in and out just like that!

As humiliating as that was, Makaidos had to admit that being taken had a certain allure to it. Every penetration felt easier on his unspoiled muscles. Rayik slid deeper and moved quicker inside him, thanks to the copious amounts of saliva he deposited around his tailhole. Makaidos never took gryphons as lickers. They had small, pointy and improper tongues, yet Rayik was quite adept with his. He licked around the dragon's virgin hole, bribing the muscles with moisture and heat before he slid inside their bosom. There. he bobbed and jerked his head, summoning tendrils of pleasure that spread far inside Makaidos' tailhole. The dragon tensed and growled, basking in the intensity of a most exotic pleasure.

"You're ready," Rayik pulled his glistening beak back.

Makaidos took a deep breath and blinked to clear the moisture from his eyes. "Ready for what?"

Rayik expected that question. He slid forth along the dragon's chest, eyes fixed on his snout. Makaidos stared into them until a speckle of pink caught his attention. It protruded straight from under Rayik's tail, bearing a bulged tip covered in small barbs.

His cock. Rayik didn't just lick him. He wanted to take him, just like he took his females.

Makaidos grabbed the bird's neck between his jaws, though his grip immediately faltered as claws dug their tips into his shoulders. He growled, yet not nearly as loud as he did when his tailhole was violently stuffed with the bird's throbbing meat. Rayik plugged his his tailhole with a ruthless thrust. Inviting his large, barbed girth within the trembling flesh.

Makaidos' breath was cut by the sharp penetration. His untrained muscles allowed the gryphon to slide in farther than his beak ever did. Rayik screeched his delight, curling and clawing at the dragon's shoulders.

"Warm! Awk rawk!"

Makaidos wasn't about to be taken like a bitch. He summoned all the strength he could muster, squeezing the gryphon as hard as he could. The bird screeched and clacked his beak with lust, melting in the rush of delight.

"Tigh...tight," he said as his wicked claws dug further between the scales.

Makaidos felt their sting upon his flesh. Not many claws were sharp enough to pierce scales, but gryphons had their own way of solving things. Just like Rayik did now with an upraised hindpaw. He leaned his weight forward, pushing the paw right onto Makaidos' exposed sack. Once he secured his grip, Rayik flared his toes and pressed, forcing the dragon's balls right against his own crotch.

"Raaawk!"

"Rhhhhaaarrrr!"

Makaidos couldn't figure what was louder. The bird's horrible screech or his own rumbling growl. Probably both. His senses were duller than usual as all his attention was focused on his stretching tailhole. Rayik advanced much further during that brief spasm, filling Makaidos with everything he had. Barbs, cock, and a bulge that expanded further with each throb. Makaidos had no idea what that was, only that it filled too much space and grew far too quickly.

"Awk rawk awk! You are tight, even by gryphon standards. I expected...awk, expected dragons to be a lot more accommodating."

Makaidos couldn't spend his breath on words alone. The pain in his shoulders grew more intense with each heartbeat. Same went for his tailhole. The gryphon throbbed inside, spreading the walls apart further than he should. And he wasn't even thrusting!

Makaidos hissed from the sheer intensity of the gryphon's throbs. They were wild and hungry, eager to fill him up with the promise of fertile seed.

Rayik pulled back, forcing curt yelps out of both of their throats.

"So delightfully tight..." Rayik clacked his beak. "I am going to enjoy taking you, dragon."

Makaidos expected a few violent thrusts, but not an all out pulling. With a screech, Rayik took his whole length out. His bulge traversed his hole and his barbed head scraped the shuddering flesh all the way to the entrance. Makaidos clenched hard, but the gryphon burst out nonetheless, squirting his translucent precum all around his spasming tailhole. That damned bird set it on fire with his rapid retreat. Makaidos snapped his jaws at him.

Rayik drew back, squawking his amusement while his giant cock slapped against his belly. It was huge, with a flared head and a knot almost thrice the size.

"Keep that out of me," Makaidos hissed.

"Oh, you saw," Rayik kicked his balls, dampening his aggression with a little bit of pain. "That is what I am going to put in you, dragon. And there is nothing you can do about it."

Makaidos thrashed. Limbs clawed and kicked all around. Some caught the gryphon's flanks. Others his chest. It didn't matter. He was so weak and unfocused that his claws barely bit into the bird's exposed flesh.

Rayik thrust inside once more. His cock rammed Makaidos' entrance so hard he roared. It didn't matter if he clenched or relaxed. Rayik pierced him all the same. Tip first, to scratch and tenderize his muscles, and knot after, to keep his hole stretched and tense. He pushed all the way inside, shrilling his bliss once he buried down to his very balls.

"So hot. So nice..." Rayik licked the bloodied tip of a claw, then rubbed his beak around Makaidos' snout. His lips were pulled up above his glistening teeth, but it was not aggression that flowed through his muscles.

It was pain. Raw, living pain that found shelter in the depths of his tailhole. Makaidos was not ready for such a deep penetration. His muscles were still young and untested.

And this vile bird took him nonetheless. He sat there, cooing his bliss and squirting his fluids until he got bored of warmth. That's when he pulled out, delighting in the scrapping of barbs against flesh. Makaidos tried to stop him. Every time, his strength was insufficient to do so. Rayik slid out with a wet plop, only to ram himself again a few heartbeats later.

And then the cycle began anew. Rough, ceaseless pounding, with only shaky breaths taken in between. Makaidos gave up his willingness to fight. His muscles burned too hot, and his head felt too fuzzy. He dropped in the grass, wings limp at his sides and paws trembling against his chest as Rayik pushed himself back and forth. Wet slaps filled the silence between growls and moans. With a paw firmly secured on the ground and the other pushing into Makaidos' balls, Rayik slapped his sack hard against the dragon's tailhole. Every smack energized him, for he drew back to slam even harder. Makaidos noticed how strained his pose was. Bulged muscles along the flanks, unfocused eyes, and a beak opened wider than a dragoness' cunt. His tongue poked its tip out after every breath, dry with effort. The gryphon's chest rumbled with a deep shrill, hinting at the avian's quickening climax.

Makaidos bid his time through clenched teeth, smoldering growls, and teary eyes. His muscles burned with unmatched intensity. He could hardly clench them now. The gryphon's violent shoves stole that from him. They wrestled any sense of control, leaving behind only the sharp licks of his barbs.

Rayik pushed quicker and harder, clacking his beak until his eyes squeezed shut.

"It's coming," he shrieked. "I'm about to unload inside you, dragon. Close. So close now..."

He slid out with blinding speed, then slammed his cock back inside with a quaking push. Makaidos roared out in pain, while the gryphon sunk all the way to his shuddering balls. They pressed hard against the shivering wall of muscles, jerking as a hard throb spread Makaidos' walls apart.

"SO TIGHT!" Rayik shrilled.

Wet, slimy seed invaded Makaidos' walls. It dribbled softly inside his walls, wetting his flesh before Rayik burst with the force of a hurricane. His throbbing cock became harder than stone. A single spasm. That's all it took for the onrush of seed to splinter inside Makaidos' tunnel. It flowed along every crevice, smothering the sore muscles in a film of hot, creamy seed.

Makaidos wasn't prepared for such an intense filling. Rayik's barbs flared all over, and his knot became an unyielding mass of steel. The gryphon himself couldn't restrain himself during the moment of his bliss. He trembled and moaned inside Makaidos, thrusting inside his abused tailhole as his cock unloaded wave after wave of fertile semen.

The massage was a delight for the senses. The soreness and the pain slowly lessened, giving way before an almighty pressure welling inside his crotch. Makaidos knew what that was. He felt just the same when Rayik busted his balls. Even now, the gryphon ceasessly pushed and kneaded into his sack, stimulating the hardening orbs past the point of no return.

Makaidos tensed all over. His paws grabbed whatever they could, and even his jaws latched around Rayik's neck before the pressure burst from its fetters.

Makaidos clenched hard and spasmed even harder. With his cock trapped in such a vice grip, Rayik' seed shot like an arrow, ramming hard against the dragon's prostate.

For Makaidos, that meant unbearable amounts of stimulation. His seed rushed forth through his rock hard cock, splintering in a shower of milky particles as it met his chest. The dragon moaned and growled, nipping around the gryphon's feathery neck. Spurts of seed rapidly left his cock to dribble and flee along his hard chest plates. His wings took the warm liquid onto their membrane, providing another source of stimulation for the elated dragon. His muscles worked with unwavering determination, forcing every drop of seed out of his tightening balls.

Rayik had the largest contribution at that. With his spurting cock lodged the way it was, he filled Makaidos with both seed and a startling amount of throbbing meat. For his untrained muscles, such filling was divine. Every clench sent bursts of renewed pleasure along his crotch, urging another squirt of seed to leak from his spaded tip. Makaidos pumped out jet after jet of gooey seed while his own muscles suckled the essence out of the gryphon's leaking cock. Rayik squawked and shrieked. His thrusts slowly lessened, until he pushed himself inside with a lazy shove.

Makaidos too spent himself. With his orgasm fading, his tunnel burned with the same, painful agony he experienced before.

"Out," he hissed, unlatching his jaws from the gryphon's soaked feathers.

"I quite like it in there, dragon," Rayik said. "Keep me inside, and perhaps I will give you another pounding once I'm ready."

"You've got nothing to offer but pain. Get out!"

"I thought you fancied that."

Makaidos pushed the unruly bird away. Rayik's cock came out with a wet plop, dripping with fresh seed as the gryphon stumbled and fell on his back.

"I will punish you for that," he shrieked.

"You can try," Makaidos growled at him.

They both stared at each other, weighting their next move. Rayik lifted a hind leg, licking around his cock. Perhaps grooming was the better alternative.

Makaidos followed Rayik's example. He lazily stretched his neck towards his hole and sniffed at his cum drenched tailhole. It was thoroughly stuffed. Gushes of creamy seed pushed out of the flooded depths every time Makaidos clamped his muscles. He hissed at that, then took the slimy seed upon his tongue. As expected, it had a sweet taste and consistency to it compared to his own, slightly bitter essence. Makaidos cleaned both fluids from his body, savoring them in equal measure. He suckled his tailhole dry, then slurped along his chest. His wings too were properly groomed with scooping tongue strikes.

Makaidos finished with a satisfied growl and dropped on the side, a wing placed over his curled form.

"Enjoyed your meal?"

"More than I enjoyed your cock," he hissed.

Rayik twitched his ears. "Your maw speaks such, yet your muscles say a different version of your truth."

"What are you implying? That I liked it?"

"No," Rayik flared his wings. "You adored it, dragon. Craved for a proper filling ever since we met."

"You're as stupid as you look, bird brain."

"Insults? How pitiful. Cling to them if you like. We both know it will be my cock you'll dream of when you close your eyes."

Makaidos did just that. He pushed his head under a wing and kept there until the bird stopped his squawking. He was right. As much as he tried, Makaidos couldn't take the gryphon's cock out of his mind. How it slid inside him, expanding and throbbing in that painful and delightful sort of way. It was a thought that stirred him in more ways than one.

Makaidos pressed closer to his slit and touched the tip of his snout to the emerging tip of his cock. He did cum hard. Ejaculating never felt as alive as it was when he had a spurting meat lodged inside him. Every clench brought living fire along his muscles. That was part of the reason why his seed shot in such harsh, rapid streams. Makaidos went through the whole ejaculation process. He managed two rewinds before sleep took him.

He woke up without knowing how long he rested. A presence slithered around his slit, slow and tantalizing. Makaidos opened his eyes, raising his wing just enough to catch sight of the culprit. Rayik bowed on his front legs, sniffing insistently around the damp scales surrounding the dragon's grey slit.

"It's bulged," he poked around. "Why is it bumpy like this?"

"Why do you think?"

Rayik lifted his head. "I think you had quite a disappointing dream, dragon."

Makaidos lifted his wing along with a flank. A forepaw slid along his chest, pressing upon the base of his bulge. His spaded tip came out with a squelch, along with several drops of lubrication.

"Does it seem like it, gryphon?"

Rayik cawed and turned around, spraying his warm urine all over. Makaidos growled. He caught some of the fluid on his wing, yet most of it still managed to latch onto his scales and especially around his privates.

"Pesky featherhead," he said between licks. "All you can do is screech, pee, and annoy."

"You forgot cumming."

"I kept it out since you are incapable of even doing that on your own. Always need assistance with it, like a tiny, scrawny hatchling."

"Wrong again, dragon," Rayik pointed a talon towards a patch of grass. "See that?"

Makaidos perked his head. He saw glistening grass before, though it never reflected the sun in such a unique way.

"Did you pee on that too?"

"Came, dragon," Rayik said proudly. "I had the pleasure of inseminating the most delightful gryphess that walked the land."

Makaidos growled with amusement. "I'll believe that when I see it. Dirt feathered birds like you are lucky if they find a hole to sink their ugly cocks into."

"I found yours."

"You took it! By force!'

"As I do with anything. It's always more fun when the prey gets feisty."

Makaidos ignored him until he finished his grooming. That bird was annoying in more than one way. He was so full of himself, and so incredibly insistent. Makaidos looked at Rayik, then stared at the sky above. For good or bad, they finished their task. He had to return to the Spire along with Rayik, yet nobody specified how or when. He crouched, preparing to take flight.

Rayik's screech broke the silence.

"I'll lead," the gryphon approached.

"You don't have to lead anywhere. Our task is done."

"A task," he clacked his beak for emphasis. "The Spire will send their scouts after us when they notice our disappearance."

"Fleeing?" Makaidos growled. "That's your brilliant plan?"

"Yes," Rayik said. "I am going to hide among my own flock. That way, I can hunt what I want, fly where I want, and mate whoever the fuck I please."

"Your wits must have leaked alongside your seed, bird," Makaidos said, flaring his wings as he advanced upon the lowly gryphon. "We are not fleeing, and we are certainly not deserting the Spire."

"Really?" Rayik tilted his head. "Are those wings supposed to make me feel threatened? Because all I see is an extra weakness to exploit."

Makaidos lunged towards him. Rayik took flight in an instant. He circled around, waiting, until Makaidos prepared to take to the skies.

That's when he dived from the side, sending the dragon off balance. Makaidos launched his head forth for a bite, only to find himself roaring in pain.

"I really can't get enough of your balls, dragon," Rayik kicked them again, then slapped a forepaw down for an extra burst of agony. "Evolution must have played quite the joke on you. Either that, or you are truly the weaker gender."

"You're full of nonsense," Makaidos hissed.

"Am I?" Rayik straddled his form, pushing his paws away one by one. "Lets see. You have scales on your neck, plates on your chest, and more scales." He poked around with a talon. "Scales scales scales. Except here," he trailed along his slit. "Let us assume the muscles ward off the blows, but what about your precious balls?" Rayik scooped them inside the palm of a forepaw. "Why are they so weak and exposed? Boggles the mind, it does."

"Like yours aren't the same."

"Perhaps they are, but have you ever managed to do this?" Rayik squeezed. "Or this?" He slapped with the back of his forepaw, demonstrating his techniques until Makaidos sent the birds flying from their perches with his agonizing roar.

"I have your future trapped between my talons, dragon. One squeeze. That's all it takes to ruin your legacy." Rayik released the precious package and leaped to the side. "I'd like to see you explaining that to a female. How a lowly, scrawny gryphon robbed your greatest gift."

"You won't do that," Makaidos growled. "I can call you many names, but not cruel."

"Decline my invitation then," he walked around. "Test my limits. Push me over the chasm. And then we can measure how cruel a bird can get."

The way he spoke the word bird sent a chill down Makaidos' spine. He never realized how insulting that was for gryphons until now, when Rayik made his intentions known.

"I'll fly with you then," Makaidos got up on his fours. "I was always curious to see how a proper nest looks like."

Rayik trilled blissfully. He took to the skies with excited flaps of his wings, and Makaidos followed.

They didn't share many words during the flight. Rayik was a lot more reserved about his race than Makaidos anticipated. He always talked about surprises and the joy of discoveries, offering nothing solid in response. Makaidos knew he was in for a surprise. He just didn't know what until he descended upon a forest not unlike the one he saw earlier.

Truly, gryphons and avians shared more than a few features. They had the same homes, only with slight differences. Nests replaced the hollows carved inside the trees, and the walkways were a lot bigger. Makaidos followed Rayik as he spiraled between the walkways. He kept babbling about trials and inspection. Makaidos remained in the dark until they both landed at the base of a gnarled tree with beautiful red leaves.

"That's the inspection hollow," Rayik pointed with a talon.

"And them?" Makaidos looked around the encroaching gryphons. They looked and sniffed everywhere, especially around his privates.

"Awk! Pay them no mind. They'll leave you alone once Trys gets here."

"Who's Trys?"

"That's Trys," Rayik flapped his wings, meeting the descending gryphon mid air. They screeched and embraced each other with wings, paws and everything until they landed. That's when they became physical, rubbing wings and necks and rumps.

Makaidos knew the gryphon was female from the allure of her scent. The fact that Rayik's tongue was deep inside her cunt was just a small bonus.

"Aawk rawk!" She flapped her wings, pushing the insistent male away.

"Don't be frigid, Trys. I know how much you like that particular kind of attention."

"Only when you have a cock to back your tongue with. Right now, it seems you lack the time for either."

"We can make time," Rayik emerged on her side, rubbing under her chin.

"Later, you horny thing," she switched her gaze to Makaidos. "Right now, I have to take care of this dragon you brought me."

"Sure. Just make sure you are thorough," Rayik gently nipped at the emerald tuft of her ear.

Rayik earned quite a shove for that. He collected himself from the unceremonious fall and bid them farewell, leaving Makaidos alone with the gryphess and the horde amassing behind his tail.

Trys screeched towards them. "Search another hole to lick, you randy birds. This dragon is mine!"

The gryphons dispersed with shrieks, squeaks, and all manners of noises. Trys clacked her beak at that and walked forward, extending a wing over Makaidos' back.

"Come with me, little dragon. I will make sure you are as healthy as you can be before the trials commence."

"Trials?" Makaidos crouched to humor the female. She called him little, even if she was almost twice smaller than him.

"Yes," she rubbed into his scaly shoulder. "There are certain perquisites strangers must meet before stepping into our homes."

"Such as?"

"You'll see later. For now, worry about the inspection."

Makaidos didn't really know what to expect until he walked inside the big hollow. Luminescent crystals dangled from the vines above, lighting the room with a pleasant golden radiance. Trys told him to wait in the middle while she walked around the blunt rocks. Each served as a table, hoisting a number of tools, crystals, plants and poultices upon them.

"Are you wounded?"

Makaidos swiped a glance over his wings before pronouncing himself. "Aside from a few harmless scratches, no."

"Do you suffer from any ailments?"

"Not that I'm aware of. Why?"

"Just asking," the gryphess said as she shuffled through some herbs.

Makaidos looked around. Everything looked quite tidy. The smell of wood and herbs were quite pleasant to his nostrils, yet nowhere as enticing as the female's own aroma. She was fertile, and wet! Makaidos tried to distract himself by finding interest in mundane rocks or even grooming, though his eyes always returned to the pink slit hiding below her tail. Trys even swished it around, smearing the fluids along her tawny haunches.

He licked his snout, lingering around a nostril. He would have loved to push inside something deep and moist right now.

"Can I help you?" Makaidos asked instead, lowering a wing over his poking erection.

"No," Trys turned around. "I just found what I was searching for."

Makaidos stretched his neck towards her. "Green berries?"

"Forkalar seeds. They reinvigorate the body and stir your senses."

"What for?"

"You'll see," Trys chirped.

Makaidos licked them from her proffered paw, swallowing them within one gulp.

"Now, come here in the middle and lay on your belly."

Makaidos did as she instructed. The gryphess began with his snout. She looked and poked between his scales, scanning everything with her gorgeous amber eyes. Makaidos adored the warm puffs of her breath. He closed his eyes, trying to suppress the cock throbbing beneath his belly. As beautiful as she was, Trys was a gryphon. And dragons couldn't mate gryphons, as much as Makaidos fantasized about it.

So he waited there, twitching his wings and scratching the wood beneath when she slid along his sides. The way she rubbed her head along his wings was marvelous. Makaidos barely suppressed himself from vocalizing his delight. Trys liked to insist. She complimented almost every feature, including the finned tip of his tail.

"One part is done. Shift on your side please."

Makaidos growled reluctantly. "Is that really needed?"

"Of course," Trys gently encouraged him with her lovely black beak. "I can smell your excitement from here, yet I have to make sure all your organs are in proper conditions."

"That meaning?"

"Testing and tasting your seed, among other things," the female pushed him insistently.

Makaidos rolled on his back, freeing his cock from the terrible imprisonment of hard, dry wood. It jutted out with a violent throb, slapping against the female's wing.

"I'm-sorry for that," Makaidos mumbled.

"No problem," she stepped forward to sniff around his stiff organ. She inspected the spaded tip, followed the ridges decorating the underside of his cock, then sniffed around the lubricated slit. She opened her beak, tasting the quivering flesh with a few dabs of her tongue.

Makaidos gulped. Trys followed back along his cock, licking with her little tongue all around the tensing flesh. She even poked inside his hole, summoning a long, lustful growl from the aroused dragon.

"I'm-"

"Don't be," she shut his maw with one of her forepaws. "You are young, fertile, and bear quite the arousing scent if I may add."

Makaidos nodded stiffly. He pushed a paw on the ground, ready to roll on his belly.

"Not yet," Trys swished her tail over his balls. "I still have to inspect those and your tailhole."

She helped Makaidos roll on his belly for better access. Then, she straddled him, one pair of legs on either side. She cupped and touched around his balls, feeling the large orbs inside her grip. Makaidos hissed a few times. Rayik's punishment still tormented him, but he kept that to himself, feigning a heightened sense of sensitivity caused by arousal.

Trys did not disagree. She left his balls to rest and moved towards his tailhole. Like before, she sniffed and looked, poking around with her talons gently enough to avoid any damage. She even tried spreading his muscles apart. Makaidos hissed when that happened. Beads of precum fell down his tip, splashing on his shivering belly.

"Looks as healthy as you can be from outside, though what's inside eludes my gaze. I will do a quick probing, if you don't mind."

"Not at all," Makaidos shivered with anticipation. "I'll take any length or shape you desire."

Trys quickly dismounted. She walked towards her rocks, flashing her dripping snatch at him. "Do you want to spill as well?"

Makaidos was too distracted by her flooded gender to pay attention to her question.

"You can lick if you want. I don't mind," Trys backed off a few steps, tail lifted high above her sex.

"I...no," Makaidos turned his head away. "I was just...curious, yes. The shape quite different from a dragoness."

"Dragon or not, a male is a male, and your stare followed me around since we met. Lick me, and sate your curiosities."

Makaidos was sorely tempted, but it was too improper, and much too embarrassing. He growled in frustration, backing away until his wings slapped the stone bench behind him.

"You are a silly male, but have it your way," Trys turned around. "More arousal means more seed to collect."

"You were talking about that," Makaidos pointed out.

"Oh yes. I asked you how you'd like to spend your seed."

"Through mounting," Makaidos said quickly.

The female smiled.

"I mean mating. No, being mounted," Makaidos bit his tangling tongue and pointed a paw towards the longest rods he noticed. "I want one of those inside me."

"Good choice. Shall I make it quick or lasting?"

"Sudden and strong. Make it as violent as the winds before a storm, and as unexpected as the lightning that cracks apart the sky."

"I have just the thing."

Trys returned with a crystalline rod. It didn't look very impressive at a glance. It had an amber color and small protrusions along the length. Trys dipped it inside a jar, then pulled it out. Translucent strings fell on the ground, more consistent than any fluid Makaidos saw.

"On your back."

He rolled.

"Paws up."

He held them against his chest and licked his snout in anticipation.

Trys inserted the rod. It slid inside like dripping honey, forcing a long growl out of Makaidos' throat. It felt so good and soft compared to Rayik's hard pounding. Trys pushed it deeper, and deeper, until it touched his most intimate of places.

"Grr...there," Makaidos moaned. "It's close to my...so close to..."

The gryphess clacked her beak. A surge went through the rod, forcing Makaidos' muscles into heavy spasms. He choked on his own roar as wild pleasure exploded from his crotch. Seed overflowed from his cock, wilder and stronger than anything he expected. Trys turned quickly, placing her hind paw right above the stream. The thick gush splashed against her foot, falling back upon Makaidos' spasming cock.

The dragon roared and thrashed. His depths were flooded with stimulation. The rod tickled and heated his muscles right to their very limits, making for a long and highly enjoyable climax. Makaidos gave everything he got. He clenched his rock hard muscles, pumping out heavy squirts of fertile semen. The gryphess chirped softly, pushing her paw closer to his erupting tip. Milky fluid smashed between her pads to cascade upon Makaidos' rumbling chest. The dragon roared his bliss, curling his toes so hard his claws bit into the pads of his paws.

It felt beyond anything he experienced. The rod crackled with energy, pushing his muscles past their normal limits. Makaidos milked his balls down to the very last drops, tapering off with a long moan of pure delight.

Trys placed her seed coated back on the ground and took out the rod. It glistened and hummed, radiating a most pleasant heat. She placed it on a nearby rock, then walked around the exhausted dragon to examine her work.

"I'm impressed. It takes at least three of our males to spill so much seed."

"I...that rod you pushed inside me...I never expected..."

"Hush," she nuzzled under his chin. "Rest for a bit while I test your essence."

Her testing involved quite a lot of tasting. Trys slurped and swirled the fluid inside her beak. Her breath quickened after every gulp. Makaidos noticed how her wings twitched. She was restless, especially below her tail.

Yet she never did something about her arousal. She scooped some of the fluid with leaves and tested it with different stones and powders. Only after her tests were done she allowed Makaidos to stand up.

"You are a proper, healthy male that is fit to impregnate as many females as he likes."

"Starting with you," Makaidos joked.

The gryphess walked back and rubbed against him. "That isn't such a bad idea. Many of our females dream of foreign cocks inside them."

"I...I wasn't serious," Makaidos retreated a few steps.

"So you wouldn't like to mate?"

He bowed his head in shame.

"Would you refuse a flock of females, even if they are moist and needy for your cock?"

Makaidos nodded.

"Would you even refuse me?"

He froze at that. Trys lifted his head with a paw to look into his eyes. "There is no shame in desire, dragon, and I was true to my words. Rest a bit, and when you wake up, I will show you just how much we appreciate well endowed males."

Makaidos found a nice corner to rest. He draped a wing over his head and closed his eyes, thinking of Trys' glistening lips. How deep was she? What about tightness? Did she cum like female dragons? Makaidos became hard with desire just by thinking all those delightful possibilities.

That's why he was most surprised to wake up with a horde of needy females chirping, touching and rubbing against him.

"He's awake!" one of them said.

"Really?" A red female pushed her head through the crowd.

"Oh, he's beautiful. I like his tail the most."

"I like his cock. Look at the way it's throbbing underneath his drenched slit."

"Wetter than us, sister!"

Makaidos growled in distress. There were way too many females around him. The scent was rich with their fertile aroma. Makaidos even felt a few rubbing along him. Some well mannered females settled for usual rubs while a few excited specimens rubbed their bare slits along his wings, flanks, and everything they found.

"I want to mount him first."

"No, me!"

"Aawk! He's mine. I licked him first!"

Makaidos sheltered his exposed cock under a wing. Several heads drew back, squeaking with amusement.

"He's shy."

"I think he's just reserved. He wants to keep his seed for the right female."

"And that's supposed to be you, Aryyk?"

They squawked and flapped their wings at each other, arguing like hatchlings over scraps.

"Females!" Makaidos growled, silencing them all. "You don't have to fight over me. I can pleasure all of you."

"Pleasure?" They cooed and rubbed their necks together.

"All of us? Did he say all of us?"

Makaidos scrambled on his paws. "Provide. I can't...I mean it's not fit to pleasure you."

"Why not?" the females encroached upon him, sliding those lovely beaks and nibbling along his scales.

"Do you prefer males instead?"

"Would be such a waste of seed."

Makaidos felt several tongues lapping around his cock. They were so bold!

"I can take both," Makaidos stuttered, his tongue numb with lust. "Please...just let me mount one of you."

The females were ruthless in their assault. Part of them slid underneath to lick and rub along his private parts while several pushed their wet cunts straight into his snout. Makaidos clamped his snout shut. He inhaled their fertile aroma, but vowed to restrain his instincts until he chose the proper one.

Unfortunately for him, there wasn't anything proper in what these females did. Makaidos crumbled under their insistent rubs and sunk the tip of his tongue inside one of their cunts. It tasted divine. Honey-like fluid latched upon his tongue, thick and fertile. The dragon lapped hungrily, almost leaving the poor gryphess on the verge of cumming before he moved on to the next one. They all tasted so refreshing. So good!

Makaidos humped the air. Seed quickened inside his warm ballsack. His cock too became dangerously hard, hinting at a premature release.

"I'm...I'm cumming," Makaidos hissed desperately. "Please, one of you. I need to mount...have to breed...spill my seed inside."

The females scattered with a series of sharp cries, leaving Makaidos alone and bemused. He looked at his throbbing cock, then shifted his eyes towards the wings flapping outside. The females must have returned!

His assumption couldn't have been farther from the truth. A sizeable group of gryphons rushed inside.

A group of males, judging by their heavy musk, half erect cocks, and the perky sacks that pushed into his snout.

Makaidos retreated into a corner. This wasn't what he expected when he begged one of the females to lay down for him. Squawking and shrieking, the males followed. They jumped, slid under his paws, and rubbed around, trying to fit their cocks into any hole they could find.

Makaidos's paws crumbled under their weight. He had to get out. The exit. It was not far away. He pushed himself towards the door, one leg at a time. Decent progress was made before the males surrounded him. Makaidos looked up. An army of cocks filled his sight, dripping with lust and desire.

"I don't suppose you can bring back the females?"

The cocks fell upon him. Makaidos closed his eyes. The needy males were literally humping his whole body. Some took the wings. Other lucky ones found his tail fin. The bravest fought for his holes. Makaidos already felt one cock slipping inside him, hard and unyielding just like the wood below his paws.

He growled. That was a huge mistake. An open mouth was more enticing than a female in heat among a harem of horny males. Three cocks stuffed his maw, pushing all the way into his throat. Makaidos choked. He pushed them back has hard as he could, yet the lustful gryphons pressed on.

Shrieks burst around Makaidos, followed by hefty squirts. The weaker males already started cumming. He felt their jets above and under the membrane of his wings. It was warm and delightful, almost as tasty as the meat filling his mouth. Those males could resist his wriggling tongue no more than the two that stuffed his tailhole. They unleashed at the same time, flooding Makaidos from both ends with their creamy seed.

He swallowed quickly. Every spasm of his throat stimulated their barbs. Shrieking and thrusting, the males forced their inflated knots past his teeth. Makaidos choked. He couldn't take them all, just as he couldn't handle his inflating tailhole. The trapped seed pressed hard upon his muscles, summoning the blissful spasms that triggered his orgasm.

Makaidos choked on his roar as his cock exploded. His seed squirted hard and fast, wetting the cocks humping around its throbbing form. Laid on their back or sideways, the males desperately tried to get inside his spasming slit. Most couldn't, though a cum bath was most than welcome.

With gurgling growls and trembling muscles, Makaidos surrendered to the flooding waves of bliss. Seed was all around him, flowing along his body, squirting inside his maw, or filling his dribbling tailhole. Not to mention cocks. Makaidos never imagined being humped in such a desperate. With seed flowing all around him, he squeezed his eyes shut and enjoyed drinking, pumping, and milking every drop of seed he could muster.

Rayik found him a few hours later. He showed Makaidos the path towards a river and allowed him to clean all that gooey seed from his scales. A dragon had to be proper for the upcoming trials, he said. Gryphons had their own set of rules, and apparently strangers needed to earn their place as well as their keep.

"So what does this trial of resilience imply?" Makaidos asked as he flew towards the convergence.

"You will see when we get there, dragon," Rayik answered curtly.

"All of you gryphons say that. Why can I never get a straight answer?" Makaidos growled in confusion.

"Look around you, scale-brain. How many of these branches grow straight?"

"The trees do, for one," Makaidos pointed out.

Rayik squawked in amusement. "Do you really admire their trunks more than the leaves?"

"Depends where I'm looking."

"Then look at what matters. All the worthy things never follow a linear path, dragon, just as we shouldn't fly straight in a forest like this."

"And your point is?'

"Too much knowledge can lead you into a tree," Rayik descended between two branches. "Follow me now. We're almost there."

Makaidos trailed after his companion's tail. As pesky as he was, Rayik had good intentions. Or so Makaidos wanted to think. When he landed on the fabled convergence, his conviction started to erode. The place was packed with gryphons of as many colors and species as there were birds in a forest. Makaidos tucked his wings at his sides, feeling unusually small between the giant trees surrounding him.

"You said this will be a trial."

"It is," Rayik said cheerfully. "A trial before the many eyes of our kin."

"I don't like this. Not one bit," Makaidos tentatively approached his gryphon companion. "Are you sure-"

"I am, dragon. You want to fly freely above our forest? Then you have to be one of us. And most of all, you have to pass our tests."

Makaidos' lips twitched with irritation. "I had my tailhole, my maw, my wings, and even my ears plugged with gryphon cocks. How was that not enough?"

"It simply wasn't," Rayik turned is head to look into his eyes. "You will go through this trial, or you will be branded as an outcast and a coward."

"I'm no coward!" Makaidos growled.

Rayik expected that. "Good!" he flapped his wings, leaping into the sky. "Bring on the tools. My dragon friend declared his consent!"

The forest sung with the screeches of gryphons. Most remained perched on their branches, while a few of them scattered inside the depths of the forest. They returned shortly after. Some carried hollow stones between their talons, while others brought vines and tools. One by one they landed on the circular platform known as the convergence. It united the five Elder Trees through a series of walkways that converged upon this very point. Rayik called it many words, though none was fit to describe what Makaidos felt about this place. He looked above, at his sides, then below. Everywhere he looked he saw gryphons, unless he focused hard on the grey tips of his claws. The loner in him urged a quick flight away from this overcrowded platform. His rational mind suggested the opposite.

Makaidos had no idea what to listen to. He merely watched as the gryphons arranged their offerings. Vines were untangled, stones were placed around, and tools atop them.

Makaidos walked towards them. He caught sight of a metal bludgeon before Rayik jumped in front of him.

"You are ready, yes?"

"I am, if you tell me what I'm preparing for."

"You'll see," the gryphon squawked towards his two remaining companions.

They all rushed towards Makaidos, carrying a rope of hard vines between their beaks. They circled him several times, looping the vines around all of his paws. Makaidos wanted to inquire about the nature of this bondage, yet the ruckus of all the gryphons perched above stole every drop of his confidence.

The gryphons took flight, securing the lengthy vines on the nearest branches.

"Drop on your back. It's easier that way," Rayik instructed.

Makaidos had no idea why he followed his indications. It was obviously a ploy to deceive him. Rayik proudly walked around, sliding a forepaw along Makaidos' exposed chest while his companions pulled on the vines.

"Tell us if it's too tight,"

"It...it is. It is," Makaidos mumbled.

"Louder," Rayik screeched.

"It's too tight!" Makaidos growled.

The gryphons shrieked with bursting joy. They flapped wings and waved tails, looking at Makaidos with a hundred pairs of eyes. He had no chance of fleeing now. The bonds were strong as iron. With his paws spread to the sides and his balls exposed for everyone to see, Makaidos felt more vulnerable than ever. Even Rayik left, joining his two companions. They walked from stone to stone, weighting the tools inside their grips. Makaidos had no idea where they came from. He saw sharp ones, spiky ones, and even tools curved just like his claws.

Within a few minutes, the gryphons chose. Each fastened a strap around their tails as a support for their chosen tool. Rayik came first. He wore no tail strap. The tool he carried easily fit inside his grip, even if the gryphon had to walk on three legs to hold it.

"What's that?" Makaidos asked. "What do you plan on doing with it?"

"Training you," Rayik said.

"This is a trial of resilience and endurance," one of the companions said. The black one, who trailed a heavy cudgel behind him. It had a strange, bulbous appearance, as if several knots were melted together.

"And we are going to test you, inside and outside, until we measure your resistance."

The other companion was a blue gryphon. He had a barbed rod nestled below his cobalt tail tip that scratched into the wood with every step the gryphon took.

Rayik walked towards him. "This won't be easy, dragon. We have a word for those who cannot handle the rough nature of this trial."

"Good. I feel like I might need it," Makaidos nodded thrice. "What is the word?"

Rayik waved a wing towards the black gryphon. He picked a plaque inside his beak and threw it towards Makaidos. The word stretched almost as long as the plaque's width and was written in the most crude ways.

"I can't even make out the first letters. How am I supposed to be able to read that?"

Rayik crouched towards one of his ears. "You aren't. But lets keep this between us."

"Liar," Makaidos hissed between his bared fangs. "I will break these vines, and I will rape you with that rod you're carrying."

"You can try," Rayik leaped above him, fitting straight between the two gryphons. "Shall we begin?"

They looked at each other, then screeched their hearts out. Their kin immediately answered, deafening Makaidos with that horrible, high pitched crying. It was even worse than what awaited him, so he roared out as loud as he could.

Silence fell. All gryphons looked at him, especially the three that were on the same platform.

"You never learn, dragon," Rayik shook his head. "Oh well, that's what we are here for. Teach him, boys. He's all yours."

===ABUSE SCENE STARTS HERE. It includes mild gore, ball busting, stretching, pain, and a plethora of other things. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OR RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN!!!====

The blue one advanced first. He stepped over Makaidos' tail, forcing a short hiss out of the dragon's throat. Makaidos wished he remained silent. The weight of a foot was nothing compared to the bite of a spiked mace. With a short swing of his tail, the gryphon swung his tail to the left, catching Makaidos right on the underside of his flank. The shock was bad enough, yet the barbs were a lot worse. Tiny and sharp, they dug right between the scales, greeting the sensitive flesh with their pointy tips.

"Harder," Rayik screeched. "This dragon likes it rough."

Makaidos gritted his teeth and hissed menacingly at the two awaiting gryphons. He didn't maintain eye contact for long. His neck swung upwards under the next blow. A loud growl escaped him, filled with the sharp sting of agony. As majestic as he was, the blue gryphon was a merciless bastard. He swung his tail with unyielding thirst, slamming the mace hard against each of the dragon's flanks. His muscles throbbed hard. Surges of pain traveled along his body, numbing his mind with fiery pain. The mace not only hit; it ripped into his flesh every time it pulled away.

Still, Makaidos considered himself fortunate. Unlike his flanks, his balls lacked any measure of protection, and the gryphon had yet to notice them. He slammed the barbed mace left, then right, bloodying the barbs with crimson essence.

It wasn't bad. Just a series of scratches. That was all the mace could cause. Makaidos knew he could resist this punishment.

He thought so until that heavy tool fell right upon his exposed balls. His throat exploded with a pained roar, eliciting the shrieks of every surrounding gryphon.

"Save his balls, you idiot," Rayik slapped the blue gryphon with his wing. "We want them to remain attached to his body."

"They still are!" The avian complained.

He slowly pulled up his tail. Fragments of skin clung to the spikes, refusing to let go. The gryphon yanked his tail. Droplets of blood flew around, pelting the dragon's trembling legs.

"It's not that bad, is it?" Rayik tilted his head. He might have looked genuinely concerned were it not for the stupid smile draped all over his beak.

"Fuck. You." Makaidos snarled in disgust.

The blue gryphon took that as a challenge. He resumed his duties with frightening efficiency, aiming his blows in the same place. His tail sought the joints, where the scales were the weakest. He ran into the risk of hitting the dragon's balls, but he didn't seem to mind. He slammed again, and again, then again, splitting more scales apart with every blow.

Makaidos clenched his toes. Pain bit into his flesh, piercing like talons into his tense muscles. It was of a different breed than agony. This pain had an invigorating intensity to it, and with each blow Makaidos found himself needing the weight of the mace and the rough scratching of its barbs. He tensed in his fetters, growling and snapping as the gryphon exhausted himself. He bashed a few more times, then squawked, trailing his mace over the bleeding punctures.

"You went soft on him, Skreek," Rayik said as he swiped a forepaw over the bleeding wounds.

"You might not have noticed, but he has scales."

"So?" Rayik turned his head around. "Hit harder."

"You hit harder. At the moment my tail stings more than that dragon's flanks," the blue gryphon waved dismissively and dropped on the ground.

"Sharyk."

The black gryphon walked forward.

"It's your turn," Rayik slapped the fluffy tip of his tail upon the dragon's exposed balls. "Hit him hard and fast."

"It will be my pleasure."

Makaidos said nothing. He wasn't about to give these avians an ounce of extra pleasure. The black gryphon measured and weighted his balls, gripping softly with his clawed fingers.

"They have quite a weight to them."

"So I'm told," Makaidos said.

"We'll see what's harder then. My tool, or your balls."

"I'll go with my balls," Makaidos growled a throaty laughter.

The gryphon turned around, lifted his tail high above his own perky balls. Then, he swung down.

The mace fell hard and ruthlessly. It felt as if a crackling thunder exploded within his crotch. Makaidos' balls flattened under the blow, sending a wave of numbing pain across his muscles. The dragon attempted to roar, yet he was not allowed such sweet relief. The black gryphon removed the weighted cudgel, allowing his crumpling balls to brace for the following impact.

Makaidos squeezed his eyes shut. His whole body quaked. Claws bit into the palms of his limbs. His wings stretched and shivered, and his head slammed against the ground several times to disperse the pain. It was far too intense, and much too savage.

And still, the gryphon slammed his tail down repeatedly, clacking his beak while his companion screeched their amusement. Makaidos roared like a helpless hatchling. He was completely helpless to this abuse. Watching his balls flatten under the weight of steel was even worse, as the pain erupted even before the actual blow.

The sheer intensity scared him. Makaidos knew his limits, and judging from his pounding heart and fuzzy head, he was quite close at surpassing them.

"Take his cock. Shove that meat back to where it belongs."

It was Rayik's voice. Makaidos opened his teary eyes. He winced when he looked upon his crumpled balls, and snarled with spite when the black gryphon descended upon his half aroused cock. Cold metal kissed his slit, entering just enough to hurt.

"I think he likes it," Rayik flapped his wings. "Hit him harder. Penetrate that moistened slit of his."

The black gryphon did just that. Blow after blow followed, tenderizing the crevice sheltering his throbbing cock. Makaidos knew that was not the usual kind excitement. It had a foreign intensity to it, a serrated, sinister edge he was afraid to embrace.

The black gryphon didn't offer much of a choice in that regard. He rubbed and pushed along his slit, waiting for his muscles to relax. Once that happened, he pushed the protrusions inside, pressing them hard against Makaidos' trapped cock.

The dragon hissed and thrashed, snapping at the air.

"Harder!" Rayik shrieked.

The pressure increased.

"Harder!"

Makaidos' cock felt on the edge of breaking.

"Harder!"

The pressure lessened its bite.

"I'm spent," the black gryphon stumbled forward, falling near his blue companion.

"Awk! I'll show you how it's done," Rayik firmly gripped his long, hard rod and poked the tip around the dragon's tailhole. "How deep do you want this to go, dragon?"

Makaidos said nothing.

"The deepest?" Rayik tilted his head forward. "Fuck your tailhole until it bleeds? That what you said?"

He got the same reply for that. Makaidos didn't know if he made the right choice. All he knew was the steel's kiss upon his exposed muscles. They trembled and parted for the tapered tip, allowing the rod to slide in unmolested. It was dry though, and progress was most unpleasant. Makaidos hissed and snarled. His muscles tried to restrain the lengthy object, failing time and time again. Its surface was far too drab for a proper grip, and Rayik knew his dragon anatomy too well. He jerked the rod around, softening the muscles before advancing further.

He pushed the rod down to his very talons, then released his grip. "How do you like it in you?"

Makaidos blinked the tears from his eyes. He stretched his neck towards his trembling tail and watched how his muscles tensed and grabbed around the intrusion. Only a fraction of the rod was visible to his eyes. The rest was sheltered deep inside, much deeper than Makaidos ever anticipated. It reached into his very bowels, spurting tendrils of fiery pain with each spasm.

"It's a bit drab, isn't it?" Rayik resumed his grip. "I should fuck you with this."

"N-no," Makaidos growled.

"Oh yes. I am going to take your hole, and you are going to roar for me."

Makaidos braced for the upcoming waves of fiery agony. Without lubrication, the penetration was more than rough to his sensitive insides. The rod was swift and merciless, allowing no measure of relief. It pumped in and out of his hole, chaffing his insides raw. Makaidos tried to resist. He steeled himself, bit his tongue, and forced his mind to think about the sheer agony of ball busting.

Nothing worked. His attention was fully taken by the prodding rod that braved depths unknown, touching and scratching everything in its way.

Makaidos roared, just as the bastard bird anticipated. Rayik retrieved his tool with a satisfied clack of his beak. Stains of blood smeared the surface, along with different shades of brown.

"We had your scales ripped apart, your balls turned into mush, and your tailhole bloodied..." Rayik lunged forward, gripping Makaidos between his fingers. "And yet you still throb and squirt?!"

"It's...not what you think," Makaidos moaned.

Rayik pushed his cock backwards and rubbed it briefly. His coarse scales scratched the hard flesh in all the right places, forcing another squirt of precum from the dragon's spaded tip.

Rayik licked it off his scales and turned towards his companions. "It's seed."

"That can't be."

"Look at him, Rayik. He's a mess!"

"Pain has a way of stimulating him," Rayik walked towards his friends. "So, what shall we do next?"

Rayik started talking first. Makaidos strained to hear. Only faint whispers graced his ears, along with the subtle hints of body language. He had little idea what fluttering ears or flattened ears meant. What he knew for sure was Rayik's intention. He looked at him, eyes burning hotter than the punctures throbbing along his haunches.

"I have something really special planned for you, dragon," Rayik said as he walked towards Makaidos. He placed his talons on the dragon's bleeding flanks and smeared the blood around the dark blue scales.

"More pain? Is that it?"

"Perhaps. Think of it as a reminder of our first coupling."

Makaidos spread his toes. A snarl draped over his snout, exposing rows of pristine fangs. "Keep your filthy cock away from me, bird."

"Hmm...filthy, you said?" Rayik inspected the streaks of blood. "Very well. I'll get it filthy for you."

Makaidos couldn't believe his eyes. The gryphon actually smeared blood over his cock! He pushed into his crotch, rubbing himself until he grew. Then, he brought fresh blood from the wounds, coating his equipment with thick, dripping blood.

"No...not like this." Makaidos strained and growled. "Keep away, you blasted-"

Rayik shoved himself inside like an enraged beas.

"Grrrrhhhhrrrr!" Makaidos rumbled with pain and agony. Just like before, Rayik was reckless. He rammed his throbbing cock inside with no regards for all the abuse he previously inflicted. He shrieked happily, slamming his hardened knot against the dragon's tailhole with every squelching thrust.

Makaidos struggled to block the pain. It came in waves, each stronger than the last. Rayik's barbs were flailing his flesh bloody, while his thick girth forced his muscles to spread. Makaidos tensed as hard as he could, yet he couldn't restrain the gryphon's lubricated cock. Without his knot to secure himself inside, Rayik slid unrestrained, pounding the dragon's heated tunnel until he shrieked towards the sky.

Rayik pulled back just after he squirted his first jet. Warm gryphon semen splashed onto Makaidos' flank, with more flowing from the bird's throbbing cock.

"Bring...Bring the tools!" Rayik said with obvious desperation.

His companions placed them right under his spurting cock. Rayik lowered his hindquarters. He impregnated the tools with hard spurts of fresh seed, coating them with his essence all the way from grip to tip. His companions were most pleased. They each wet their beaks with Rayik's essence, chirping happily as they cleaned his dripping cock.

Makaidos watched them with envy. He wanted to be in their places, licking fresh seed rather than being tied and abused. Thankfully, their joy didn't last long, as Rayik had obvious plans with his seed coated equipment. He placed the multi knotted mace within the black gryphon's grip, while he took hold of the long rape rod. The blue one grabbed the barbed cudgel. He was unsure of his role until Rayik pointed towards the dragon's exposed belly. He needed a tenderizer for his plan. Someone who could break the most resilient of grips.

The blue one agreed without question. All three gryphons padded along Makaidos' tail, brandishing their dripping tools.

"Just so you know, these two will be going inside you," Rayik nuzzled his black friend.

"Not the barbed one though," Makaidos threw an uncertain gaze towards the blue gryphon.

"True. That one will be used on what's above your hole if you get naughty."

"Naughty?" Makaidos growled.

Rayik waved towards his blue friend. "You know what to do."

They all did. Makaidos took a deep breath. He needed it if he planned to withstand the humongous penetration that was about to follow.

The rod slid inside first. It really did not feel that bad, with the generous lubrication coating it. Makaidos eased with a low hiss as his tailhole was slowly filled. He relaxed, taking it all inside, until a smack took him right in his wounded flanks.

He growled, snapping at the blue gryphon.

The bird shrieked and hit again, digging those wicked spikes right through his cracked scales. Makaidos tightened his throat, suppressing his pain. He knew the birds would play foul. Not only the blue started his smacking, but the black one hasn't even waited for the rod to fully immerse within his hole. He just shove his knotted mace forth, ramming it against the dragon's trembling muscles.

"Widen him, Skreek!"

A living torment of steel descended between Makaidos' legs. Spikes bit into his flesh, tearing dripping holes inside his natural armor. The blue gryphon no longer had a single target. He hit everywhere he reached, even if that included the dragon's sensitive balls and slit.

The sheer weight of the punishment was too much. Makaidos thrashed and roared. He trembled from every joint. The gryphons waited for this opportunity. As soon as the dragon's muscles took a break from all that spasming, they pushed forth. A convoluted mass of knots pierced inside his tailhole, widening him to new extremes. Makaidos knew he couldn't take it. His muscles felt on the verge of rupturing, and that didn't take into account his bleeding balls.

"Keep to his legs, Sharyk. We'll need his balls for later."

The blue one resumed his scale splintering duties. It hurt like hell, yet that was not Makaidos' greatest concern right now. Rayik and his friend were still going through with their plan, pushing both their tools deeper inside. The rod slid in, yet the mace had ample problems with that particular task. Rayik found a way to solve them by tickling and stimulating the deepest reaches of his hole.

"You will take it in, dragon. One way or the other."

Makaidos couldn't. Every hole had its limits, and his was stuffed to the brim by the encroaching knots.

"Push harder. He will give way."

It slid in just a bit more.

"Shove, damn it. Push it like you mean it!'

The black gryphon rammed and slammed the palm of his forepaws against the tool. It went even deeper.

"More! You still have half a length to go."

The blue squeezed the dragon's balls within his grip. Makaidos tensed hard. His flesh throbbed with blazing pain, filling his body with sheer agony before it relaxed.

In that split second, the gryphons pushed as deep as they could. The knots applied startling amounts of pressure along the weakened walls of his tunnel, and the rod rubbed against his deepest, most sensitive of places.

A surge of terrifying pleasure and pain filled Makaidos. His cock burst from its slit, hard and tense just like his quivering hole. Cloudy drops dribbled from the tip, announcing the dragon's untimely climax.

"He's squirting hard, Rayik. I think he's about to-"

"To cum? We barely pierced him!"

"Just look!"

Rayik screeched. He pulled the rod out with a rude shove, taking Makaidos' breath away.

"Take yours out too, Sharyk. Now!"

Makaidos' vision went black when that amalgamation of knots fled his embrace. He blinked quickly, adjusting to the strange emptiness rushing through his clamping tailhole. The rapid extraction shaved the peak off his orgasm, though his cock still squirted dangerous amounts of lubrication.

Rayik returned in a storm of flapping wings. He pushed his blue friend away, taking his place atop Makaidos' chest.

"Stuff him with your cocks," he commanded as he turned around to drape his balls over the dragon's chest. "I won't have this bastard cum on his own."

The gryphons were delighted to obey. The black slid in first, followed by his eager friend. They thrust with screeching eagerness, burying as deep as they could.

"He's so hot."

"Awk! And so tight!"

And they were barely erect. Makaidos wondered how big they were about to grow before a slap flattened his balls. He snarled in pain and curled his neck. Rayik exchanged his rod for a wooden paddle. He used that to slap his balls into submission. Makaidos was prepared for that, yet not for the sting of steel rolling along his cock. Rayik had the barbed mace too, and used it to torment the dragon in every way possible.

Makaidos was utterly and completely helpless. Two starved gryphons throbbed and grew inside him while the third had complete access to his male parts. Each was bad in its own way, though it was the cumulative pain that sent him over the edge.

Scrunching his eyes, Makaidos announced his erupting bliss. He clamped hard around the screeching gryphons, bringing about their own rapid climax. Hot seed rushed through his abused passage, filling his muscles with waves of nurturing moisture. The most stimulating were their intense spurts. Gryphons squirted incredibly hard when they knotted. The seed of the two pierced all the way to the dragon's sanctuary, unloading a bursting amount of stimulation around his oversensitive prostate.

Makaidos couldn't hold himself back. He had to unload!

Rayik's slapping brought about his release. His cock convulsed with blood and seed. The throb forced the barbs to dig deeper, summoning a most intense delight.

With a quaking roar, Makaidos finally unleashed his essence. Instant relief washed across his body. The pain dispersed in tingles of elation, replaced by a numbing, exhilarating feeling. He pumped his muscles so hard the two gryphons cried and flapped their wings every time they came.

Rayik too increased his efforts. He let go of the pallet and squeezed the dragon's orbs in his grip, forcing out as much seed as possible. Makaidos unloaded without any trace of deliberation. He thrust his cock into the oppressive spikes, embracing the barbs every time he throbbed. Gushes of heated semen splashed against Rayik's chest, bathing the poor bird with hot jets of fertile essence.

Through growls, shrieks, roars or squawks, the males expressed their bursting pleasure with the utmost delight. Rayik leaped off, allowing the last few spurts to wet the dragon's chest.

"Outside. Now."

His two friends screeched and shook their heads. They were still going strong until Rayik's impatience ripped them from their delightful climax. He pulled them out one by one, slapping their oozing cocks with his tail.

"What did you do that for?!"

"Principles. We are here to fill, not fulfill this beast."

"I was doing that, you crazy bird!"

"You were doing something," Rayik pressed on. "Our rules are simple. Gryphons are not allowed to couple, lay, or share pleasure with outsiders until they prove themselves in the pits."

"That's a stupid rule. Nobody respects it anymore!"

"I do, and that beast is mine," Rayik flew onto the dragon's seed coated chest. "I will lay claim to his hole, or be filled by his cock."

Makaidos ignored the noise and the words that followed. He was bloodied, beaten, abused, filled, and now thoroughly exhausted. Whatever Rayik planned could wait more than the debilitating weakness pushing at his senses. Makaidos embraced it. He closed his eyes, allowing his senses to drift into nothingness.

===ABUSE SCENE ENDS===