The Easy Way
The Easy Way The darkness settles upon the woods like a shroud and the moon fought hard to be seen from behind the densely packed clouds as it rose in the sky. Night creatures move stealthily through the shadows in search of prey to consume, all off which avoid one particular tree. Hidden within its branches, concealed by a black cloak a figure sat waiting, holding a small pack to its chest in anticipation. Just before sunset it had witnessed the arrival of a magnificent specimen of dragon, returning to its cave lair after snaring it's dinner, a pair of deer in it's grasp meant it would eat well and this also meant it would sleep soundly afterwards. Pulling back the hood, a pretty feline face appears, eyes narrowing as she focuses on the cave entrance. Elvana, a young lioness, grins broadly, showing off her teeth in a display of her own cleverness. Her black fur bristling in excitement as she scans her surroundings satisfied nothing in the night had given her more than a passing glance before opening her pack and checking the contents. She produces a folded map that has several places marked off showing possible dragon lairs; also inside the bag was an ornately wrought collar along with a tattered scroll. All three spirited away from their former owner, a kitsune sorceress whom Elvana had been an apprentice to for five long months. The lioness sneered at the thought of her ex-mistress. When the black feline sought out the sorceress seeking to learn the arcane arts she thought power would come to her almost instantly, even bragging on how she would enslave a dragon and bend it to her will. Instead the kitsune put her to work on mundane tasks such as cleaning and studying, telling the Elvana the way to power was through hard work and knowledge. "There is no easy way." The feline femme winced at the number of times she heard her mistress say this, trying to drum this into Elvana's head but the lioness ignored these words and would only dream of the time she would wield powerful magic, maybe even be stronger than her teacher. Then one night she heard the kitsune talking to her pet demon of a collar that could enslave its wearer when the correct incantation was invoked, something the ambitious feline was very interested in and wanted to learn more about. So in the days to follow she devised a plan in which she took the collar, the scroll with the incantation and the map and stole away into the night, hoping to find a dragon to bind to her cause before the kitsune discovers Elvana's betrayal. Looking around again to make sure none were about, the lioness cast a simple concealment spell and blended into her surroundings. Dropping out of the tree and quietly making her way to the cave entrance, frowning when she arrives to see the opening to be much smaller than she had guessed the dragon to be. Realisation and a sense of joy struck her, judging by the tracks the creature had come this way and to fit inside it must've decreased its mass somehow so this particular dragon MUST know the art of transformation. If Elvana could snare such a prize she would not only have a powerful ally at her beck and call but one who could go with her anywhere as her personal bodyguard. Steeling herself for what she might find the lioness moves quietly into the cave, following the sound of a deep rumbling snore of a sleeping dragon, the stench of fresh blood warning Elvana that she should be careful unless she too wished to be part of its diet. Keeping to the darkness the feline came to a very large, open cavern from which the rumbling noise came from, her eyes adjusting to the cave's gloom as she tries to make out the sleeping scaly, curiosity causing her to move forward into the open space. Moonlight shining in from an opening above suddenly lit the cavern as the moon outside broke through the cloud cover, illuminating the large dragon as it slept, Elvana holding her breath as its deep green scales glitter in the dim light while its bulk shifts slightly. The lioness freezing in place as the creature moves, waiting with a silent hope that it doesn't rouse to find her invading its territory. Even with her spell to hide her, she was sure that this dragon would easily see through it. Fortunately for the feline her quarry settles, returning to its sleep as it holds no concern for the moonlight, its tail flicking a little. Elvana pulls out the collar and slowly approaches from the side, her heart beating a little faster while she licks her lips, the magical leather strip growing to the right size to fit around the dragons neck as she presses it against her soon to be slave, the device wrapping around to lock into place using powerful magics. Feeling a hum of energy around its throat, the dragons eye shot open, it rears up with a loud growl as Elvana dashes away to a safe distance, quickly pulling out the scroll to invoke its words and active the power within the collar. The effects were immediate, the dragon stopped scrabbling at the unwanted addition, its behaviour calming while it looks around with a glazed look. Elvana hisses in triumph, dropping her concealment spell and opening her dark robe to reveal her simple leather britches and top, her excitement barely contained as she looks over her new slave. With it obeying her commands she would be nigh unstoppable, perhaps she would pay a visit to her former mistress for some pay back. "Kneel before me!" She commands out aloud, seeing the massive scaly is still looking around with confusion on its face. Giving a curious "hyrrll" it lowers it's head to focus on Elvana, moving close to sniff at her. The lioness half smirking and holding her ground assuming the creature was registering her scent but she frowns when it keeps sniffing her all over, she angrily swats its muzzle. *Enough!" She sneers, the dragon pulling back and looking at Elvana with surprise while she turns to the passage leading to the outside. First she would have to establish who was in charge as she is sure that this one was smart enough to understand her then she would see about finding a decent lair for the two of them, maybe the kitsunes hide a way when they were finished with her. The lioness gave a soft giggle that becomes a yelp as the dragon pins her to the stone floor from behind with a large taloned claw, its muzzle coming close to sniff at her again. "Get off of me!" The lioness screeches and tries to claw away from her supposed slave, she then shrieks in surprise as the dragon licks along her leg and for a moment Elvana thought the collar had failed and she was about to join the two deer in the monster lizards belly when her robe was jerked away along from her body, her leather jerkin tearing open, her full breasts spilling free. Gasping more as the rough tongue drags over her furry thighs while she tries to cover her chest, squealing as her top is ripped off forcibly by large claws. Her eyes wide in fright, the lioness looks over her shoulder expecting to see the dragon full of rage, but instead saw glazed, lust filled eyes looking back, and the hum of energy from the collar told her it was working properly. Elvana hisses in pain as the dragon runs a claw firmly down her back, not cutting into her flesh but hooking her leather pants and tearing through them, her tail swishing wildly as the material is stripped from her. "NO..." She cries and renews her struggles but the great scaly holds her firm, sniffing more at her naked and squirming body before licking roughly at her rump, the feline mewling and hissing, now swinging her arms wildly in an effort to escape. The dragon catches a blow to its nose and recoils, letting go of Elvana as it blinks in surprise at the hit. Feeling the weight lift from her back, the lioness scrambles forward, trying to reach the exit and freedom, her mind racing as she thinks of what possibly could be wrong. She attached the collar as per the spells instructions and she was more than certain the incantation was recited properly, nothing made sense unless... Her thought went unfinished as her leg was snared and held fast, she was lifted off the ground by the dragon, it sniffs and licks more as the lioness dangles from it's grip. Her body shuddering as it rasps roughly over her breasts, tears starting to form as by her reckoning, her end nears, certain to be devoured by this creature. The dragon swung around and drops the lioness into a pile of hay it had gathered for its bed, whimpering Elvana backs away while the creature rears up to its full height and spreads its wings out as far as they will go in the space provided. The feline looking confused as it began to shrink in size, she had been right in thinking it had powers of transformation as it now stood a good seven to eight foot, still with it's wings spread out. Elvana bites her lip, her heart now pounding in her chest as the creature approaches, her eyes making out the exit behind her would be slave meaning she would have to get past him to get away. Something else caught the felines eye, jutting from the dragons groin was its penis, hard and erect after licking and tasting her, the lioness's eye going wide with the realisation it was going to rape her. Driven on by fear the feline leaps forward, her claws extended to slash at the male dragon only to have them scratch harmlessly across his hard scales, his own clawed hands snaring her wrists and dragging her down onto the hay again with him laying over her and pinning her down as heavy breathing washed over his captive, her nose wrinkling at the smell of blood. "Please ... no ..." Was all she could manage as his tail wrapped around one of her legs to help spread her wide, opening her sex to the rampant erection that rubs against her thigh. But the pleas fell on deaf ears as the dragon thrust forward, easing into the lioness with a low groan, her yowl of pain echoing around the cavern as she felt her passage being stretched more than she's even experienced before. Shaking her head in denial, Elvana curses as the hard shaft inside her starts moving, pulling out before sliding in, and pressing against the entrance to her womb. The dragon half smirks in he darkness, its hips rolling slowly as it began pumping the lioness's snatch, her teeth gritting as she hisses and thrashes under him, her efforts wasted as the strong male holds her down. Growling deeply the dragon gives long deep strokes, the feline trying to block the tingling feeling in her lions as the male screws his hips into her. Looking up she sees the collar still around the dragon's neck, humming with power, it was then it hit her. The spell had worked but not the way she had first thought, the bound magic in the collar was compelling the scaly to mate and seeing she was the closest female he had chosen her. Oh god, her mind screamed at her as the pieces settle. The rough licking, the display of wingspan, the oh so slow thrusting that was driving her mad with forced lust, this was no ordinary rape, the dragon was mating with her on purpose. Elvana cries out and thrashes again, she had to get away, had to escape before ... She shudders at both the thought of what will happen and the increase in the males thrusting, her body beginning to betray her own desires as pleasure wells up inside her. The dragon senses her resistance breaking down and increases speed, pounding her tight passage harder and leaning to kiss her roughly when she arches and gasps. His long tongue swirling around hers as the kiss becomes more passionate, more feral. The lioness shivering and clamping lightly on the invading tongue, her hesitation enough for it to squeeze around hers, the feeling causing the last the reserves of resistance to crumble away and the she kisses back as roughly, both grunting and growling. Elvana's mind reels, her hips rising to meet the deep thrusts from the dragon, the lioness's body rocking and trembling as their mating becomes wilder, the dragon driving his full length in as he completely dominates his new mate, hot pre flowing as he nears his release. The feline shakes and yowls as her climax is drawn from her loins, her hot juices washing over the feral dragons throbbing shaft. He roars out in triumph as his exertions give way to orgasm, his wings spreading wide as seed gushes into the lioness's womb, filling it to a painful point. Myrrring deeply in content the male flaps his leathery wings a few times and pulls out with a lewd slurping noise, mixed cum oozes from Elvanas open slit as she convulses and slumps, breathing heavy after her orgasm. Her eyes picking out the exit through her lusty haze and while the rational part of her mind yelled at her to "get out quickly", her body was still feeling weakened after the wild sex. She groans and rolls over, getting onto all fours to start crawling towards escape, all thoughts of the dragon gone until she feels something grip at her waist. The male growls lowly at her, his look telling Elvana he wasn't finished yet, the collar humming with magical energy was still compelling him to mate with her. The lioness hissing in protest as the dragon's slick, hard cock roots around for her used cunt, slipping past her sticky slit to lodge at the entrance to her tail hole. The male pressing forward despite her howls and renewed attempts to claw away from him, fresh pain wracking her body as the hard meat spears her ass, his grunting filling her ears as she silently wonders when this will end. * * * Outside the lioness's howl reach the ears of two figures who were watching the cave's entrance, a vixen kitsune clad in translucent silks and holding a long staff smiles wickedly, the wind blowing at her long red hair while a large red tiger stands passively behind her. "Unusual punishment Mistress." It said showing no emotion and looking down at the kitsune. "Yes." She replied to his statement, glancing over her shoulder at him with a smirk. "The spell in the collar will last for several days before fading, filling the male with the overwhelming need to mate and impregnate the first female it sees." "I see." The tiger says, moving closer to the sorceress as the sounds of grunting and groaning echo from the cave entrance. "But why?" The kitsune shivers as the demon tigers paws slide down her sides to unclasp her long skirt to expose her firm rump, she licks her lips hungrily. "She always wanted a dragon to call her own." She remarks casually, the tiger myrring as he lifts her up to impale her on his hard barbed cock. "And now she will have one, after waiting nine months of course." "Ironic, yes." He grunts, rolling his hips to match the thrusting pace with that of the dragon's inside, the kitsune femme groaning as she savours the sounds of her apprentice being taken again and again. "Well I did tell her there was no easy way." She gasps and arches as the sounds of mating continue from both inside and outside and long into the night. * * *
Story and chars (C) jaffah 2006