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The grand hall echoed with what seemed like the rumbling of a small earthquake.

"Pin her to the ground!" a deep voice hissed between the thick stone columns that stretched the entire length of the enormous room. It sounded like a growl that could only come from somewhere deep in the throat - a _long_throat.

The air was thick with wisps and tendrils of smoke, casting a thin grey haze over the scene. It smelled of ash and brimstone. But it wasn't from any natural fire. The grand hall, which was usually empty, was currently inhabited by dragons. Even more than that. They were dragonlords.

"Strike her with your tail!" another voice boomed, even deeper than the last.

Dragonlords were curious - and devastatingly dangerous - creatures. Ancient and powerful, they hadn't earned the title through docile pacifism. No. They were a force of nature, strong enough to be regarded as destructive as any natural disaster - a volcanic eruption, a glacial blizzard, an earth-shattering quake. Dragonlords were on the same level as that. Truly, they were even an envy of the gods.

A gigantic throne sat atop a wide, stone stairwell of the grand hall. What had once been an example of the dwarven grand masonry and luxurious wealth and prosperity was now a tombstone of rich - and fatal - history. The ghosts of insatiable greed and power still haunted the halls of the abandoned structure that lay beneath the mountain.

And now, drawn to the wealth that still resided in the stone vaults, the dragonlords settled their dispute of territory over some amicable entertainment. They respected each other's power and didn't often test each other with a personal challenge of authority. That was often left to their subordinates or their champions.

This day was no different.

Resting atop the gigantic stone thrones were two dragonlords. One was an ancient blue dragon, his scales glimmering with the same bright gleam of a perfectly cut sapphire. The other was an ancient red dragon, his scales glowing like the hottest of coals in the blackest of nights. Together, they lounged just feet from each other. It was a temporary friendship.

Their eyes were fixed on the scene below where the ground quaked. They'd set the stage for their amusement, melting stone into dirt and muddying it with water. And in the mud, two dragonesses - one the color of cobalt; one the color of ruby - wrestled with each other. They were each one of the dragonlord's subordinates, vying for their master's respect and adoration.

But it was more than that. They were the night's entertainment before their masters decided how to negotiate territory over the grand hall and the remaining dwarven wealth. Dragonesses were willing to put their lives on the line to earn the approval of their lord. However, they were not fighting to the death. Their match was simply to please their master's with a martial dance of dominance.

The mud would fly as they grappled with each other. Their tails swished through the wet dirt while their wings held firm to their backs. They wouldn't allow the other an opportunity to grasp their weakest of points. But their long claws dug into their tough flesh and scales, looking for a chance to gain leverage over the other.

The red dragoness grunted and groaned as the other was able to stretch her arm around her neck. She pulled her close, their naked and muddied bodies rubbing against each other in an almost intimate display. But it was rough. The blue dragoness yanked downward and they both fell into the thick mud with a splat.

There the blue one wrestled her way atop the other dragoness, attempting to slide her leg into a hold. It didn't work. They rolled over each other several times, covering more of their already dirty bodies with another layer of mud.

"Almost..." the blue dragonlord commented. "Soon, you'll see just how superior my servant is."

"If she is so superior, why hasn't she been able to grapple mine for more than a second?" hissed the other. The two dragonlords would hardly abstain from expressing their eager competitiveness.

The two dragoness's tails whipped and twisted in the air as they writhed in each other's grasps. The mud was flying even more. It covered nearly every inch of their bodies, grinding up against each other, their naked forms rubbing tight into the other. For any onlooker coming upon the scene, they may have assumed that the two were intimate, with their scaled snouts close - almost kissing. At times it even appeared as if they were embracing each other as lovers would.

It would have seemed that way if it wasn't for the grunts and growls of frustration and dominance. They would not stop until the other was pinned below them, submitting to their power. And the two dragonlords looked on with delight. It may have been for their entertainment, but it was also a very erotic display. The dragoness's nude, feral bodies were a magnificent beauty.

At times, both dragonlords could spot one of the dragoness's genitals on full display when her tail was raised toward the mile of stone ceiling above them. Their slits would throb with their exertion, and it excited both potent dragonlords. The red dragonlord licked his lip, able to smell her sex even through the thick mud that coated the servant's body.

"Perhaps they find it arousing?" the red dragonlord observed, watching them curiously.

The blue one took in a deep breath with tendrils of black smoke twirling from his nostrils as he exhaled. "I believe you are right," he agreed. "How curious."

"Her arm is exposed! Grab it!" the red one shouted. His servant caught his voice and understood it immediately. She found the dragoness's arm and twisted her around, pouncing onto her back and slamming her chest and face into the mud. For good measure, the red dragoness shoved her paw into the back of the other servant's head, pushing her deeper into the muck.

"YES!" the red dragonlord exclaimed, turning to pass his rival a satisfied and conceited smirk.

However, the blue dragonlord looked smug as ever. "Servant!" he called to her. There was a layer of mud covering her ears, but she still heard him. "Level two martial combat!" he commanded.

"Level two, what?" both the red dragonlord and red dragoness wondered, their head cocking with bemusement.

A leg twisted around and hooked to the back of the red dragoness's hind leg. Feeling it locked in place, the blue dragoness let her wings shoot out to her sides, smacking her opponent in the face and shocking her. The red dragoness lost her hold. With this advantage, her opponent contracted all of her muscled and wrested her off and into the mud.

The blue dragoness's front paw and talon made contact with the other's chest and slid up to the neck. Bones crack when she tightened her grip, refraining from frully using her claws. There was to be no - or at least only a little - bloodshed.

With her wings spread out, she lay atop the other dragoness, their muddied slits rubbing against each other. The red dragoness did her best to wiggle her way out of her opponents grasp, but with nothing other than one free leg, she was having a hell of a time with it. A sadistic grin stretched across the blue dragoness's leathery snout.

"What are you doing?!" the red dragonlord roared with displeasure.

The other dragonlord let out a boisterous laugh, rumbling the ground beneath them all. The blue dragoness looked to her master for permission to do something. "Do it," he commanded. "Show her who the dominant one is."

The blue dragoness's grin widened as her tail slowly coiled around her opponent's tail. She loved the way the red dragoness was writhing underneath her, unable to do anything. The tail inched around in a spiral until the tip of it pressed against the red dragoness's anus. Her eyes went wide, knowing what was about to happen.

"Don't allow her to dominate you in such a foul way, servant!" the red dragonlord growled as he watched, powerless to intervene.

But the only thing the red dragoness did was continue her futile attempt to wiggle her way out from under her heavy opponent. She could feel more and more pressure from the other dragoness's tail pushing in on her flesh. It wouldn't be long before it slid right inside penetrating her.

And that's exactly what happened. Her hole caved to the pressure and spread. The blue dragoness's tail slithered farther around her opponents tail, entering her tight hole inch by slow inch. The red dragoness howled with mixed pain and pleasure as each inch that penetrated her stretched her flesh farther apart nearly to the point of bleeding.

She writhed below her opponent, helpless under her immense weight. There really was nothing she could do in such a position. The other dragoness took delight in twisting and thrusting her tail back and forth into her, dominating her. It was clear, too, that both of their genitals were getting wet from the stimulation. It filled the air more with their sex, even past the masking of the mud that covered their bodies.

A dragoness's aromatic pheromones were enough to entice any mortal. In fact, many weak-minded individuals had fallen prey to such a seductive power. They found themselves becoming a small snack shortly after being used as a sex toy for the dragoness's entertainment and lustful satisfaction. It was an alluring power that only dragonlords had the ability to resist, and even then, they had a hard time, too.

And with the sensual scent of two dragonesses in the air, it wasn't long before both dragonlords found themselves just as aroused as their servants. However, they had the will to resist. They watched the scene continue before them, even though the red dragonlord may have wished to intervene on his servant's behalf. He was becoming quite ashamed - not for her. He was ashamed about how she was making him look.

"Don't just lie there and take such abuse!" the red dragonlord exclaimed. His pride was more important than the sexual delight he was getting from the sight in front of him.

"Just admit it..." insisted his rival, "...she is defeated. There is nothing she can do in that position except to submit and let my servant have her way with her."

His crimson lips twisted into a sneering growl, showing up his monstrous, razor-sharp teeth. He was not ready to accept defeat so quickly. No. This was just a mere wrestling match for their entertainment. He'd show the other dragonlord what true battle was.

He let out a long sigh, with smoke puffing out of his wide nostrils like two big chimneys. The fire was rumbling in his throat as he let out a low growl. "So be it," he replied. "Let us move on to the real reason we are both here."

"Oh?" the other uttered, curious.

"Clearly your servant was lucky enough--"

"It wasn't luck."

The red dragonlord's eye narrowed with contempt. "However, this is far from actual combat," he continued. "Petty mud wrestling means nothing to a true warrior worthy of any merit."

"Are you proposing what I think you are?" the blue one asked, grinning with anticipation.

He nodded. "A challenge... to settle our territorial dispute. Our servants shall battle each other without rules. None of this fireless, toothless, and clawless battling reserved for baby drakes. They shall fight as true dragons in a bloody fight, and to the victor goes the spoils."

The blue dragonlord's grin stretched wider across his long, azure snout, the tendrils of smoke still spiraling up from his nostrils. "I accept," he answered. "And after my servant defeats yours you must never return here. The dwarven ruins and all their treasures shall belong to me and my kin. Agreed?"

"Agreed. But I'll be damned if your servant will be able to defeat mine in real combat."

"Servant," the blue dragonlord called out, "You may stop. We have a much more interesting task for both of you now."

"Yes, master," she replied.

The red dragoness's eyes were still shut tight with her hole spread to its limit. It felt like nearly three feet of her opponent's tail was shoved deep inside her. But the moment she heard the command for the blue dragoness to stop, she opened her eyes to find the other dragoness smoking snout just inches from her face. A satisfied grin was stretched across her long muzzle.

"Consider yourself dominated," the blue one taunted her rival before starting to pull her tail out. The tender, used flesh caved and close around the tail as it exited the red dragoness's hole, uncoiling from around the other tail. It came all the way out with the sound of a wet slurp, dirtied with some of the mud. She whipped her tail around and slid it between both of their noses. "Smell that?" she asked. "That's the sweet aroma of your defeat." She pressed her tail against her opponent's nostrils. It was tinged with and smelled of her blood. The harsh pounding had actually made her insides bleed.

The blue dragoness crawled off of her opponent and approached her master. She sauntered on all fours with her head held high, leaving the red one on her back in the mud. "Did I please you, master?" she bowed before meeting with his glowing green eyes.

The red dragoness rolled to her feet in shame. She took in a deep breath before approaching her master as well.

"You could not have pleased me more, servant," the dragonlord had finally replied to the blue dragoness.

"I am sorry. I have shamed you, master," the red one apologized. She held her head low and averted her eyes from his furious gaze.

"Yes," the red dragonlord began, "You have dishonored me, and in due time you shall be punished. However, I am giving you an opportunity to redeem yourself, young dragoness."

"I am not worthy, master."

"Perhaps you are not right now. But you'd best prove to me your worth, for our territory is at stake. It will be up to you whether or not these dwarven ruins become ours rather than our adversary's."

"You are generous and merciful beyond measure, master. What am I to do for you?" she asked, finally looking up to meet with her master's eyes. She still had a defeated look to her.

"Time for games is over. We move on to the real reason we're here. I have officially challenged our rival, and you are to fight his servant in real combat," he answered her. "There will be no rules, so you can use anything and everything at your disposal. I suggest that you do not hold back at all. Melt her bones. Tear her flesh. Make her bleed. Do these things for your master, and perhaps - then - you'll please me and prove your worth."

"I will do this for you, master."

"Is this true?" the blue dragoness asked.

"It is," her master nodded. "You shall both fight until the other expires - be that unconsciousness or be that death. You shall not stop until the other has ceased to move."

A confident and satisfied smirk crawled across the blue dragoness's leathery snout. She already felt secure in her dominance over her opponent. The red dragoness had been subdued so easily during their wresting match. It was a cakewalk. She was entirely self-assured that real combat would be no different.

"It will be my pleasure to show her what true power and dominance is like, master," she added, staring down her opponent. "And perhaps I'll be able to have a bit more fun before she expires." Her tail whipped in front of her snout and her eyes narrowed with pleasure as she took in a deep whiff of the scent that remained. Small patches of the red dragoness's blood had dried on her tail. But the odor lingered.

"Her confidence will be her downfall, servant," the red dragonlord noted and advised his subordinate. "Let her taunt you. Let it kindle your anger. Use this to your advantage."

The red dragoness seethed with a contemptuous rage. Her anger was fueled by the shame of her rival's ceaseless taunting. Without much knowledge about ruby dragon's, the blue dragoness failed to realize - or just neglected to recall - the power that anger would give her challenger. Anger, rage, and hatred were the primary, emotional sources of a ruby dragon's hellfire.

Tales of a red dragon's chest glowing with the pure, white fury of a thousand suns were far from tall. Stories of even the sturdiest of stone melting to a red dragon's infuriated and fiery breath were corroborated by the evidence of ruined castles. Such castles had once soared close to the heavens but now remained as nothing other than a frozen puddle of blackened rock on charred and lifeless soil. The melted ruins that scattered the lands of red dragons were symbols of their great destruction. If there was anything to fear most in the world, it was an enraged ruby dragon's fire.

The red dragoness's chest began to expand as she took in a deep breath. Her tough, scaly skin started to stretch as the flexible muscles of her lungs gave way for the incoming air. Her breast puffed forward and started to glow a dim yellow at first. The inferno was starting to boil within her.

"Hah!" the blue one sneered. "You think your pathetic fire will do anything to me? Go ahead! Take your best shot!" She braced herself, stretching her wings out in front of her like a type of shield. She was certain her fire resistant scales would protect her.

Her opponent's chest reached its limit, and the star that burned in the red dragoness's chest began to illuminate the dark dwarven hall. The ancient stone walls glowed with a golden hue that radiated from the furious dragoness, her nostrils smoldering with a smoke that resembled a recently woken volcano. The smoke was as black as pitch.

"Servant!" the blue dragonlord barked. "Don't be a FOOL! Move!"

"Why, master? She is weak and broken. What could she possibly do to me?"

The red dragoness's chest expanded the last inch possible, and a grin curled at the corner of her lips.

"IDIOT! MOVE!"

But she didn't at first. She held firm until she saw just how white the flame was that spewed from her challenger's throat. She hesitated, afraid that she was wrong, afraid that she could perish so quickly. It saved her life but not without cost.

The blue dragoness had pounced out of the wide, blazing blast of hellfire. But not all of her made it out in time. The last few feet of her long tail were caught in the inferno, melting within a millisecond, even down to the bone. She howled with pain as she tumbled along the ground.

Her tail whipped around and she examined it right away. The end of it was gone, and nothing but a singed stub was left. The tail wasn't even bleeding. The wound was cauterized from the intense heat around the flame.

"How dare you!" she screamed in agony, trembling from the pain as well as the humiliation.

"Smell your tail now, bitch!" the red dragoness snarled in response.

Infuriated, the blue one whipped her tail back behind her and drew in a quick breath. The air seemed to condense as she pulled it into her expansive lungs. Frost fire was something to fear, but the red dragoness knew this. She wasn't going to take her chances like her opponent had.

The red dragoness's wings buffeted the air and ground fast and loud, throwing dirt and dust into the face of her rival as she lifted upward a number of feet. The defensive move caused the blue dragoness to stop inhaling. But it was only for a moment. Once the dust settled, she pulled in the last amounts of air that she'd need to volley her frost fire.

The red one beat her wings faster and launched herself through the air, dodging the initial blast. The bright azure flame lit up the hall and followed her flight. She took the opportunity to dive toward the blue dragonlord, coming within a few feet of his head before shooting upward again.

It was too late for the blue dragoness to even notice. Her glowing flame had slightly blinded her, and before she'd notice her master's face, the frost fire was blasting his snout. She closed her mouth in an instant. Just spewing one's flame in the general of a dragonlord was a cardinal sin. Having the flame touch the dragonlord was even worse.

However, the blue dragonlord remained solid and still as stone. Before the flame even reached him he drew in a short breath, and at the last second he pursed his lips and softly exhaled. The frost fire dissipated in seconds as it was deflected around his head. His eyes returned to watch the fight without pause. He ignored the entire occurrence as if it had been only a minor inconvenience.

The blue dragoness did her best to regain her composure after the accident. "You continue to irritate me, you--"

Her statement was sharply interrupted with her opponent nose-diving right into her like a bird of prey. The red dragoness used her forward momentum, as well as the aid of gravity, to thrust her front claws into her rival's nearly impenetrable skin. The ivory talons pierced the flesh and clamped on, throwing the blue dragoness to the ground. She held on tight as their bodies flew forward. The blue dragoness was dragged along the stone floor, tearing away some of her scales in the process.

The red dragoness drove her claws even deeper into her opponent's muscles, scraping against a few bones and tendons. A thick red liquid oozed out around the puncture wounds. She'd made her bleed, and the payback felt wonderful to the dragoness. She squeezed her talon's harder making the blue dragoness howl. She relished every second of her opponent's agony.

"G-get off of m-me you bitch!" the blue one stammered, attempting to thrash her claws into the red one's chest.

The other dragoness sneered with delight. "Oh, I'm far from done with you," she started. One of her claws penetrated even farther between the blue dragoness's ribs. Her opponent let out a stinging shrill of shock and pain. "Let me show you how a real dragon dominates another."

With her opponent pinned and bleeding, the red dragoness took the time to coil her tail slowly around the blue dragoness's tail. Her challenger's eyes went wide. She knew exactly what was happening. The red dragoness was going to do the same she'd done to her.

The tail slithered around her until the tip came to rest at her anus. The red dragoness tickled it for a moment, letting her opponent's reality sink in. The other servant started to thrash about in a weak attempt to escape.

"I won't let you do the same to me!" she screamed.

However, a sly smile crept its way across the red dragoness's long snout. The tip of her tail inched farther up along the blue dragoness's underside until it reached the lips of her opponent's wet slit. "Alright," she replied. "I'll do something different."

"Y-you..." she stuttered, "...you wouldn't."

With exquisite control over the tip of her tail, the red dragoness stroked and caressed her opponent's clitoris. The blue dragoness had no control. She let out a small whimper of mixed pain and pleasure.

"Watch me," the red dragoness finally replied. She leaned forward and clenched her jaws and sharp teeth around the blue dragoness's neck, just below the head. Her tail slithered inside her opponent. It spread the intimate flesh as the blue dragoness let out a loud groan. "Consider yourself dominated," she whispered, muffled by the scaly flesh inside her mouth.

The red dragoness could feel every little sensation on the end of her tail as she penetrated the other dragoness. The moist flesh gave way as she curled the tip of her tail and shoved a thicker portion inside her opponent. The blue dragoness's vaginal walls contracted and quivered around the tail. The stimulation was enough to cause her to start squirting.

"Oh, you like this?" the red dragoness noted after catching a whiff of her rival's sex. She felt the lubricating liquid oozing around her tail. Her claws dug deeper into the blue dragoness's flesh, causing more blood to empty from her body.

"How could you let this happen!" the blue dragonlord shouted from the sidelines. "Servant! Don't just lie there! Fight back!"

The red dragonlord remained silent but wore a very smug smile. He was aroused by the sight nearly as much as he was pleased by it.

"Please..." the defeated dragoness pleaded.

The red one released her bite around her opponent's neck. "Are you pleading with me?" she asked and twisted her tail inside the dragoness.

She winced and moaned to the feeling of the red dragoness's tail pushing well past her cervix and filling her uterus. A loud howl of pleasurable pain rang out from her throat as her back arched. The bottom of her belly started to expand and press into the red dragoness as more and more of the tail was shoved and coiled inside of her.

The intimate flesh inside of her was starting to tear and a light mixture of blood and vaginal fluid seeped from her extremely stretched vulva.

"P-please..." she begged again, "...stop."

The red dragoness growled in response. "Would you have done the same for me? Would you have offered mercy, even if it was against your master's wishes?"

She gulped, growing weary from the blood loss as well as the intense pain that continued to grow in her belly. She knew the answer to that question, and that meant one thing. Her opponent was not going to stop. The torture wasn't going to end until she expired.

"No," the red dragoness answered for her. "This will continue until I feel your body go limp and you are defeated."

The blue dragoness let out a cry of agony, which was ended by her opponent clamping her jaws around her neck again. Nothing but soft wheezing escaped from her mouth as the red dragoness slithered even more of the tail inside her.

Blood started to drizzle down the red dragoness's teeth and it hit her tongue. She closed her eyes and savored the wonderful taste of victory. She knew it wouldn't be long before her opponent either passed out or even died. Her jaws clamped down deeper into the blue dragoness's neck, forcing more blood to drip onto her tongue and down her eager throat.

The blue dragoness was overwhelmed with so much pain. She was dizzy with misery and her eyes started to close.

"Don't you dare! Don't you dare close those eyes, servant!" the blue dragonlord called out to her. He was becoming quite irate, and turned to face his rival. "How dare you let such a thing happen!"

"What?" the red dragonlord responded. "Like you let happen earlier? You agreed to the terms, now watch as your defeat unfolds before you." He twisted his long neck to watch the blue dragoness start to slip into unconsciousness, and a satisfied smirk slithered along his snout.

"You wouldn't..." the blue dragonlord uttered.

"I would," he replied and issued his order. "Servant. I want you to end her."

The other dragonlord roared with contempt as he started to inch forward, closer to the dragonesses. He was overwhelmingly tempted to interfere.

"You know the rules, dragonlord," the red one growled.

The stone broke beneath the blue dragonlord's massive claws as he gripped the ground. He couldn't do a single thing about it, unless he wanted every single dragonlord to rise against him. No. He had to stay back and watch.

With the order issued, it was too late for the defeated dragoness. It didn't matter much, however. Her eyes had closed and she was already unconscious.

A sadistic grin curled along the red dragoness's snout. She had her master's permission to do what she'd desired for so long. Her jaws clenched tighter and she felt some of the other dragoness's bones snap underneath the powerful force. But something stopped her from going further.

It could all end with quick snap of the neck, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Some part of her prevented her from taking the last step to end another dragoness. It felt wrong. No matter how much she hated her opponent, she couldn't end her in such a miserable way. And despite going against her master's wishes, she let go of the blue dragoness's neck, which subsequently fell to the cold, stone floor.

Her tail slithered out of her opponent's broken and torn vagina inch by inch until it was completely outside the intimate and bloodied flesh. She twisted her body and stood over the conquered dragoness. Her back arched, her wings spread wide, and her wet sex hung above her opponents head in a proud pose.

Below her, the blue dragoness's chest was still expanding as she started to take the first few breaths. Gory wounds covered her body from her opponent's vicious claws. She eventually came to and first noticed the red dragoness's moist slit hanging just a foot from her head. The aroma from her opponent's genitals was strong and dominating. It filled her nose and reminded her of her utter defeat. She knew nothing of her opponent's refusal to kill her.

"You have been dominated," the red dragoness turned to face her rival after hearing her rouse. She squatted slightly and sprayed her with a generous amount of her wet, musky sex, marking her. "I've have won this battle for you, master!" she stated. She stood tall over the blue dragoness once again.

Although the blue dragonlord was glad to see that his rival's servant had disobeyed him, he still lost the challenge. Filled with contempt, he tried to find words that would wound his adversary. "Bah! She disobeyed you. What kind of servant or champion of a dragonlord is that? How pathetic."

The red dragonlord nodded at his servant and gestured for her to return to him. It was a bold move to have disobeyed him in such a way, but he couldn't have been more proud of her. It meant that she had a degree of courage much more grand than all the other dragonlords' servants.

He took in a deep breath before replying to the blue dragonlord. "Perhaps her courage to stand up to me is the very reason these dwarven ruins are now mine. You have lost the challenge, dragonlord."

The red dragoness bowed at her lord's front feet. "I am sorry for disobeying you, master. But I am ready to accept my punishment of death by fire."

"Nonsense," her master replied. "You have done more than honor me today."