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Felix’s eyes snapped open. He’d heard something in his slumbering state, he was sure. A few seconds passed, and the emerald dragon heard it again. Footfalls. His nostrils flared as he breathed in. He remembered something very much like this; maybe eight or nine months ago when that idiotic lion had charged in here to kill him. If another knight had come into his cave, the great wyrm would roast them alive. He had long since run out of patience for the antics of the king and his knights.

But no… as he listened, Felix noticed there was no characteristic jangle of horse harness. In fact, the footfalls were rather soft, and no sounds of armor clanking rang out either. Maybe whoever was coming knew to at least attempt stealth? Although they weren’t doing a good job of it regardless. Then the dragon heard them actually call out to him.

“Oh great dragon! I come in peace! May I… May I enter?”

The emerald dragon slowly rose to all fours from his comfortable resting place in his cave. He supposed he wouldn’t be getting his nap, but he considered that he had managed a good rest. And the call, however unexpected, was suitably obsequious - and afraid, he could hear that much in their voice. He required as much of lesser beings. The oh so unfortunate lion knight who last charged in had learned the price of rudeness.

The dragon deliberated a moment longer, but finally he called “Enter!” in his deep voice. A tiny squeak reached his hearing as the messenger jumped from getting a response. Felix conceded he could make time for someone so obviously afraid of him.

He watched as a short opossum stepped into view. The timid creature was dressed in cloth, no armor, although a little more elaborate than most peasants wore. And he carried a rather lerge scroll in both trembling paws. The little marsupial crept closer and closer. Felix was enjoying the sensation of fear he had instilled for a while, but after a full thirty seconds had passed and the thing was barely halfway to him, the dragon lost patience. He stepped forward, covering the distance in two strides.

The opossum squeaked again and went rigid as Felix reached him and lowered his head down somewhat. “To what,” his voice growled, “Do I owe the pleasure of your company, morsel?”

The small creature tried twice to speak and said nothing, before finally managing to stutter out “Y-Y-Your Lo--Lordship, I ha-have a message-ge to g-g-give.”

Felix glanced at the scroll. He could see it was sealed with green wax. “I don’t correspond with anybody who writes, little snack. Who is this from?”

“Her M-Majesty G-G-Gladys th-the Fir-First, Your Lordship.”

“You didn’t stutter on my title that time, well done,” Felix crooned. “Although I’m surprised you're polite enough to acknowledge me lord of anything. Who is this woman? I thought the nearest lands had a king.”

“The m-message mentions that, my lord.”

“Better and better,” Felix growled at the little opossum. The stupid thing squeaked again and Felix rolled his eyes. “Break the seal and hold it up for me to read.”

The messenger started to, then looked up at Felix, almost forgetting to be scared. “Can you read, my lord?”

Felix rumbled deep in his chest at the insult. “Why do you think I asked you to hold it up? Idiot. I could read before your great grandsire stopped sucking his mother’s tit.”

The little anthro blanched, and quickly unrolled the scroll after breaking the seal. He held it up, facing away from him. The scroll covered his whole body stretched out like this, but it didn’t have too much to say. Instead, the writing was unreasonably large. Felix knew something of this, having several books and scrolls written by smaller anthros in his hoard.

“Why is it written so large, snack?” Felix growled.

The opossum jumped again, the scroll rustling. “Y-Your Lordship, it was f-feared you would be unable t-to read our s-script since you are m-m-much larger and, um, more magnificent than us!”

Felix leaned his neck forward to look at the messenger over the scroll, his eyes narrowed. “I could track you through a forest canopy from thousands of feet up, morsel. I could watch the hairs on the back of your neck stand up from the other side of this cave.”

“Of course, my lord.”

Growling at the insolence, Felix decided to read the letter first. It was a newer written dialect than he was familiar with, but he was able to parse it without much trouble. It read:

To the great and mighty emerald dragon,

The former king of our lands foolishly and arrogantly attempted to encroach on land you claim absolutely. None may challenge your might, and so our people rose up against him, and have thrown down his reign, and any challenge to your strength with it. We offer humblest apologies for these trespasses, and beg leave for one more, to deliver unto you this missive, and a gift.

We wait on the mountain’s slope with our offering to you, in a clearing below your lair, so as not to alarm you. We come with no weapons save for those needed in self defence against bandits and other creatures on our travels.

In acknowledgement of your right to all you wish on your lands, please accept this messenger to do with as you will, as a gift of goodwill, and our understanding of our people’s place beneath you.

Queen Gladys the First

Felix finished reading, and permitted himself what passed for a smile, a baring of his teeth that quite frightened the messenger still holding the scroll. It would seem his efforts to let a few disgruntled meals go with each attack, carefully primed with mentions of their arrogant king, had worked out very well indeed. The dragon scanned the message again, and then Felix looked at the little snack with new appreciation.

The opossum noticed he had stopped paying attention to the scroll. “W-was Her Majesty’s m-missive received w-w-well, my l-lord?”

The dragon cocked his great head to the side. “That’s all you have to ask?” A thought occurred to him. “Have you read this missive?”

“Read it?!” he squeaked. “Certainly not. I-I-It was sealed. I s-s-swear I know only what the queen herself told me, that w-we came to offer you the old king as a s-sacrifice!” Despite his frantic words, his eyes showed his horror at the idea of offering anyone to the dragon, and Felix knew the little marsupial had not been informed of the other contents of the letter.

Felix ran his tongue over his lips and inhaled deeply through his nose, drinking in the mammal’s scent. “Go ahead and read it. I promise you will not have to worry about consequences from your queen.”

The opossum’s eyes were still wide, but a small frown had replaced his rictus expression of terror. He turned the scroll around and set it on the ground so he could read it all without his arms stretched.

Felix slowly stepped forward, arching his neck up and above the messenger as it became engrossed in reading. He was salivating at the delicious creature’s smell, imagining the taste already. The snack didn’t look up, used to the dragon’s looming presence already despite his remaining fear.

The dragon watched the minute movements of his head, and he pinpointed the exact moment the marsupial read the important - to him at least - lines, because the little creature hesitated, then seemed to double back and read it again.

Felix’s belly chose that moment to growl and rumble, and the opossum slowly lifted his gaze to stare first at that scaled stomach, and then kept lifting his face until his head was tilted back to look at the hungry, slavering maw of the dragon above him.

He had time for one more squeak as Felix’s jaws descended around him.

A short while later, his belly slowly settling down to digest the opossum, Felix launched himself off the rocky outcropping in front of the cave that made his lair. He drifted down lazily, his sharp eyes looking everywhere for signs of more anthros. He immediately spotted a smoke trail, and banked towards it. He made sure to circle the site several times from a good distance above, searching all around it for hidden troops, stores of weapons, mages, or other nasty traps and surprises that might be waiting.

Eventually Felix was reasonably convinced there was no trap, or at least not one that posed a significant threat. A few soldiers could hide from him, but a few wouldn’t make the difference considering the group out in the open consisted only of about twenty or so figures, a mere ten in armor. They had wisely left their feral horses farther down the mountains. In such a rocky place, near to a long fall, the stupid ferals would have probably run off the edge with their riders to escape the dragon.

Satisfied with his survey, Felix swept down towards the group. He backwinged hard, deliberately stirring up dust and stone chips as he came to a landing. The dragon positioned himself between the group and the path back down the mountain deliberately, then began to survey the group in front of him. The knights were arranged five to a side, and difficult to discern in their armor. He thought, however, that one of them was the rhino he’d almost eaten months ago. The horn marked him out despite the helmet.

True to their word, the knights had only swords. No lances were visible, and their bows appeared to be with their horses. Felix was starting to believe they had truly come almost defenceless to meet with him. They were probably being truthful about the rest, too.

Placed out in the open between the knights was a lion, dressed in rough leather scraps and bound by his arms and legs. His tail thrashed useless behind him where he had been forced into a kneeling position, and his mouth was gagged with a dirty scrap of cloth. Felix surmised this was their idea of proper tribute, but they missed the point. Any anthro was pathetic to Felix. Dressing him in rags and dirty clothes showed that they sought to humiliate the feline among themselves more than they wanted to make a proper offering to the dragon.

It showed their ulterior motives. He was to be a setpiece, an executioner. Felix knew something of manipulating others. By riding out here with the old king to give to the dragon, the new queen sought to both be obsequious to Felix, please her angry people, and simultaneously demonstrate her power. The old king had been eaten, but the new queen had walked to the monster’s very lair and returned unharmed. Only she, the spectacle would say, could handle the dragon.

Felix felt an angry rumble in his chest as he stared at the final group of people. These ones stood well back from the knights, in a rough line of seven. Much better dressed than most anthros Felix had seen, there was another lion in the center, a female by her lack of mane. Right next to her was another woman, a crow, if Felix was any judge. A male elephant stood on her right, then a male anthro horse, with brown and white fur. The left two were a female badger and a male Doberman.

The group's clothing got less elaborate from the middle out, but Felix couldn’t tell at a glance which of the two women in the middle were queen. One of the seven stood slightly in front of them all, but had the worst looking clothing. It was this fox who stepped forward and announced “Great and powerful dragon! Queen Gladys offers you the former king, Leonidas, who so infringed upon your lands and rights. She wishes this to be the beginning of more peaceful times. For this reason, she has endeavored to pull back the spread of her kingdom from your territory, and invites you to expand it further if you so wish, in recompense for the crimes against you.”

Felix digested that little speech like the messenger in his belly. He sat in silence, watching them. Despite the cold of the winter that still held on against spring, he could smell sweat from the knights in their armor. The nobles in the back were less sweaty, but they nearly all trembled. He waited until the silence had stretched long, until the lion in the center of the line finally flicked her eyes to the fox who had spoken.

The vulpine caught the glance and opened his mouth to speak again, taking a deep breath to steady himself, but Felix cut him off when he finally spoke. “A comprehensive effort to appease me,” he began. Nearly everyone jumped at his voice, the deep rumbling seeming to vibrate the ground beneath their paws. Only three of the guards and the old king stayed still. The rhino was one of those.

“But I wonder at the need. Certainly I did not appreciate knights coming to arrest me in the name of the king, but they were wonderful fights, and better meals. And for your people to deliver themselves to my hunting grounds right when I was hungry was quite thoughtful.” Felix nodded to himself, grinning as he saw those gathered present stiffen at his words.

“In fact,” Felix said, leaning his head down slowly to look at the bound lion. “I rather think I should be thanking this fool for sending me so much food.”

The lioness cut her eyes at the fox again, angrily this time, and the steward tried again. “Queen Gladys would like it known that the king’s intentions in this regard were to usurp and oust your lordship over these lands. The queen herself has no such intentions.”

“I would hear her speak these affirmations herself,” Felix announced. “I am no peasant to be spoken to by an intermediary.”

There was stillness for a long moment. They tried to keep their eyes forward, but nearly everyone there made some involuntary motion towards that female lion. She alone kept her eyes on Felix. Finally she stepped forward and spoke, saying “I swear to you that I wish only for peace between us, my lord. I have already ordered my people away from your lands, and after the death of my son, I well know the folly of trying to slay you. While I rule, it shall never be attempted.”

“Your son?” Felix asked. “A knight, then, one of the first sent to kill me?”

“Yes, my lord, though I deeply regret his actions. He shamed our family.”

“And would this be your husband then? Or perhaps, former husband?” Felix gestured towards the other bound lion between them.

“Former husband, my lord. His foolishness and pride nearly cost this kingdom everything.”

Felix sneered at her. “You speak of his pride, yet you come here with your entourage and your predecessor bound and gagged to show your power. You bend your head to me and wish with all of your heart that if your son had tried to kill me he could have at least succeeded instead of dying and leaving you to shoulder this burden.”

Her back stiffened, eyes burning, but Felix pressed on. “You dare grant me what is already mine? By your own words in that letter, the people themselves threw down your husband. I suppose you paraded him through the city on your way out to calm the riots.” Felix reached out and tapped the male lion with a claw, none too gently.

“Would you like me to tell you who it was that sparked those riots? Who sent survivors back from every attack with whispers of their foolish king’s failures ringing in their ears? I orchestrated your husband’s fall. The riots you rode to your ascension rise at my command. Your life, and every life I choose to claim, is mine.” Felix finished the speech with a hiss swinging his enormous head side to side, meeting the gaze of every one present. The former king alone seemed unafraid. He seemed to be shaking with silent laughter.

The spectators looked fearfully at the dragon, but they spared a glance for their queen, too. Their gazes were anything but respectful. Grateful, perhaps, that she was taking the fall for this. And angry she had led them here. Felix watched as she looked around herself, outrage replacing fear as she saw her subject’s looks. The dragon felt himself grow angry. She was outraged, was she?

The lion opened her mouth to speak, but Felix had enough. The dragon leaped forward, clearing the male lion in an easy bound. Everyone started shouting, but Felix didn’t pay much attention. He landed, sweeping up the queen in a claw. He held her tightly, thrashing in his grip. The knights had swords out, but they had all backed up. The nobles had broken, scattering every which way, but their chosen meeting place backed up to a cliff, and Felix blocked the way down.

Slowly the scurrying people stilled as they realized Felix was just standing there. The former king still knelt in his place, but he had twisted to try and see the spectacle. His anger suddenly gone, Felix slowly walked back to where he had started, stepping over the prisoner. He turned to face the group again, still holding the struggling queen, who was unable to do more than gasp for breath.

He spoke, saying “Your kingdom has had a poor history of monarchs. Your former king,” Felix gestured, “overthrown by peasants after he picked a fight with a dragon. Your new queen, well…” Felix looked at the struggling lioness in his claw, before he held her up over his head and opened his jaws, slowly opening his claws. She screamed with her first full breath, grasping desperately to his paw, but a little shake loosened her grip and she fell onto his tongue.

Felix lowered his head so the group could see her for a brief moment before he snapped his jaws shut around her next scream and swallowed. Another swallow finished her off, though the dragon was annoyed as the slimy silks and fabrics left a sour taste and dragged at his throat. He didn’t let the annoyance show, instead arching his neck to show off the bulge of their monarch in his neck.

“By the way,” Felix said, looking down at the former king. “Speaking of picking monarchs, your little prince who would have succeeded you was a complete idiot. He rode into my lair with nothing but a speech and no plan besides charging. He even betrayed the location of the other knights coming after me. I jerked myself off with him, and washed him down my throat with my own cum.” He ignored the shocked look on the lion’s face and looked at the others. “You all should thank me for sparing your people such stupidity.”

The dragon looked around. “You knights haven’t tried attacking me with those toothpicks. Good. You know it would be useless. One of you knows exactly how useless.” The other armored figures shuffled, one glancing towards the rhino. Felix noticed that the rhino actually didn’t even have his sword out. That one did show promise.

“So how about a new monarch? Your kingdom doesn’t want war with me, but I get what I want, and I want to rule you. Or you could keep naming people king or queen or whatever, and I’ll keep eating until I’m fit to burst.”

There was silence for a moment, then the rhino drew his sword and knelt, placing the tip on the stony ground. “My sword is yours, Your Majesty,” he said in a deep rumble. The other knights glanced around and then quickly started kneeling but Felix interrupted them.

“No. Not just your sword. I require all of you, and your obedience in everything. Swear yourselves to me entirely.”

The rhino didn’t hesitate. “I am yours, my lord dragon. I hear and obey.”

“Eloquent.” He turned his head at the rest. “Kneel and swear obedience, or die like your former queen.”

Nobody needed much persuading. They all knelt, including the nobles near the cliff’s edge, and swore themselves.

Felix bared his teeth. “Good. Now we can get started.” He pointed to a random guard. “Strip the prisoner of his rags.”

The guard moved forward with alacrity, sheathing his sword. He struggled a bit with the bonds, but eventually he just ripped the shitty leather away. While he worked, Felix gestured to the nobles in their fine clothing. “Approach me, and strip yourselves.”

Hesitantly, they approached, stopping at the edge of the rough circle of knights, who had now sheathed their swords. The dragon motioned them closer. A few of them nervously began undoing buttons or ribbons tying their clothes shut, but the richly dressed crow looked around, and then asked “Here, my lor- your majesty? With all of these men?”

Felix reached out and grabbed the crow. She screamed, and Felix let her this time. The others started backing away, but the dragon growled at them. “I said strip!” They hastily resumed, all of them carefully avoiding looking at the crow screeching in his claws. He shoved her towards a couple of guards. “Rip her clothes off, since she doesn’t wish to do it herself. I’ll eat her next. I’m feeling peckish.”

She screeched even louder at that, and Felix ordered the knights to gag her. The armored figures worked efficiently, used to following orders, and no one wanted to be the next one on the menu.

Felix turned back to the guard who held the now naked former king. “Fuck him.”

The guard hesitated. “I’m sorry, your majesty, I don’t understand.”

The dragon snorted. “You’re an adult male, yes? I think you do understand what fucking is. Fuck that lion.” Felix stared into the guards helmet as he hesitated again, but then he started fumbling with his belt.

The former king had approached most of today with an aplomb Felix found somewhat admirable. Certainly the lion wasn’t weeping, and he hadn’t seemed to be very affected when Felix ate his ex-wife or talked about eating his son. But when the guard started trying to take his pants off, the king began struggling.

“Rhino,” Felix ordered. “Hold the prisoner for your friend here. You have some experience, I believe.”

Heads swiveled at that, but no one moved from their assigned tasks. The rhino moved forward smoothly and easily held back the lion. They appeared to have been starving the former king, or at least not feeding him well. Another example of how these people ignored what was proper tribute.

The guards finished with the crow, holding her gagged and naked form. Her breasts jiggled as she shook herself side to side, desperate to escape, but the muscular guards didn’t move an inch. Felix looked at the other nobles, now finally naked, mostly male with their balls and sheaths hanging out. The elephant didn’t have a sheath. The female badger looked absolutely terrified, the only naked woman there save the unfortunate crow. None had tried to keep their undergarments on, which was lucky for them.

Felix laid down, settling onto the stone and lowering his head. The anthros stopped to watch him get comfortable. Felix lifted his neck a little so he could still speak easily. “Now, while the former king gets tenderized with a nice fucking, I could use a snack. You all,” he looked at the naked nobles. “Are going to feed your impertinent friend here to me. You don’t look as strong as your knights, so it’ll probably take all of you to get her. If she breaks free, I’ll eat one of you instead, and then her.”

They all looked at each other of course, but they didn’t hesitate long. They’d seen that Felix meant what he said about obedience. They walked over, balls swinging and breasts bouncing, to grab the naked crow. The horse and the elephant grabbed her shoulders and arms, and the others didn’t have much to do until the horse ordered them to grab her kicking legs and hold her completely off the ground. The badger barely had a paw on the crow.

They walked her over, with the crow fighting like a demon to break free. Felix opened his mouth, letting himself drool a little, and watched their expressions as the hot breath rolled over them. They didn’t stop, although a couple of them missed a step. Slowly, they muscled the crow onto Felix’s tongue. The dragon let out a rumble when he tasted the bird, drool soaking into her feathers.

The idiots almost let her get away. They started to release her as soon as she touched the dragon’s tongue, but Felix didn’t close his jaws. The crow found a new burst of energy as the saliva touched her, and twisted free of the elephant, squirming in his mouth. The crow swung her fist around and punched the horse in his balls, causing him to cry out and drop her, stumbling back. A couple kicks broke free her legs and the crow tried to roll off his tongue.

The elephant tackled her, his feet leaving the ground as he reached across the dragon’s mouth to grab her before she could roll free. And Felix closed his jaws on the two of them. The dragon lifted his head clear of the startled nobles and worked his tongue, pulling in the thrashing limbs outside his lips. The two anthros were a decent sized bite between them, so Felix really had to swallow. His throat bulged around the mass of meat entering his gullet. The two squirmed and struggled, but another gulp crushed them together as his powerful throat muscles worked. One last swallow and Felix felt his meal slip into his throat. The dragon kept gulping, working his muscles to squeeze the two down into his waiting stomach.

The dragon sighed in contentment as he felt them drop into his gut, arching his neck to see how they looked on his form and smirking at the wriggling outlines. He could still feel the former queen squirming.

“Not a bad start,” the dragon said appreciatively. The nobles looked up at him, horror on their expressions. The horse was still kneeling, clutching at his nuts where he’d been punched. Felix glanced towards the knights. The one holding the old king had finally managed to remove his codpiece and lowered his pants to expose his genitals. The dragon saw a sheath, another equine if he guessed right. But there was no sign of the guard’s dick.

“You’re going to need your cock out to fuck the lion,” Felix told him. He watched as he saw the knight’s face get a little paler beneath his fur.

“Please my lord, I do not mean to disobey. I’m just, not exactly…”

“You’re not horny at the thought of fucking your monarch in front of everyone, and a dragon who ate four people already?”

The knight swallowed audibly. “Yes, your majesty.”

The dragon shook his head. “Speak for yourself, I suppose. But I don’t plan on eating you just because you can’t get it up immediately.” Felix looked down again. “You there.” He pointed at the horse kneeling on the ground. “Help out your fellow equine and get him erect. Of everyone here, you should know what gets a horse hard.”

The noble looked up at the dragon, but the whole group was getting better at obedience. The equine stumbled to his hooves and walked over to the knight. The armored figure looked distinctly uncomfortable. The naked noble barely hesitated before sinking to his knees in front of the guard again. One hand reached out to start fondling the knight’s sheath.

“Rhino,” Felix said peremptorily. “Prepare the lion’s ass. I don’t have much sympathy for the former king, but I think you deserve a treat for your good behavior so far, and I think he’ll still regret this violation.

The rhino bowed his head, with a murmured “At once, my lord,” before spinning the naked feline in his grip so they were face to face. The former king was still thrashing, but the knight wrapped one thickly muscled arm around him and crushed their bodies together, half lifting him off his paws. The other paw went to his mouth, and then the lion’s ass. Thick, spit slick digits started poking and prodding, none too gently.

The lion ought to be grateful. The two horses had the other knight’s cock half out of it’s sheath, with more dropping every moment, and the equine lived up to his species’ reputation. The kneeling noble had the tip of a similar looking dick just dropped out of his own lap. The one on the ground was fondling the knight’s balls while he licked and slurped along his new friend’s pole, the knight openly groaning as the horse obeyed the dragon and made use of his personal knowledge of equines to lick all around the flare and stroked down to the horse’s medial ring.

Felix watched the group. The other knights still stood awkwardly, but the dragon was confident they’d follow him now. He’d need some muscle unless he wanted to do everything himself. Doing things himself tended to inspire terror, riots, and flattened houses. The naked nobles were a different matter. The dragon watched them as they looked at the debauchery in front of them. He noticed their contemptuous looks as they dismissed their fellow noble, the horse servicing a guard on his knees.

“You think you got off easy?” Felix asked them. They all jumped again at being addressed directly. “Glad you aren’t sucking off a horse, is that right? Answer me!” The dragon practically roared the final order as they just stared, stupefied. Finally, the fox answered, “Yes, your majesty.”

“Why?”

“I’m not interested in males, my lord.” the fox almost squeaked. The others nodded, even the badger.

Felix chuckled darkly. “Well, I’m afraid your friend there got the easy end of the deal. Call it sympathy for his sore nuts. You all have another male to please.” The group all looked back towards the guards, several looking at the rhino specifically. The knight was still savaging the former king's hole, half lifting him off the ground.

“Oh no,” the dragon rumbled. “None of those bite sized cocks for you lot. You’re going to need a whole team to get me out of my slit.” Felix laid back down as the group turned towards him, then slowly rolled his bulk over. He savored the feeling of his belly wriggling and bouncing around as he pressed his weight upon it. The dragon belched as he came to rest on his back, wings carefully folded against his back.

Everyone watched his belly suddenly squirm as the air in his stomach was squeezed out. Only a few seconds later, the struggling of his meals ceased. “Ahh, but they tasted good. Nice squirmers too. That opossum you sent me was a delight.” The nobles looked green, each edging away from his mouth. “Don’t be stupid, I told you I’m eating the lion next. You lot are heading a little further down than my belly.”

Felix braced his legs and thrust his hips up suggestively, showing off his slit and scaled balls. The little anthros locked their gazes on his pride. Before they could move, he reached out and snatched up the badger and the fox in a claw. The two of them squeaked as their naked bodies were pressed together. The dragon swung them around and dropped them unceremoniously on his body, just below the bulge of his belly. The two nobles stood uncertainly on his shifting scales.

Felix glanced at the remaining noble, the doberman. “Go on and join your friends. If you’re not jerking me off, you’re food.” The canine blanched, and hurried around the dragon’s head and foreclaws to clamber up his side. Once he joined the other two, they just stood there stupidly. Felix rolled his eyes. “Get me hard and out of my slit, idiots. I’m sure all three of you have put a paw on a dick before.” The three exchanged glances, and the dragon opened his mouth to admonish them once more when the doberman finally sank down onto his knees. The emerald dragon’s planned tirade turned into a pleasured groan as a furry paw sank into his slit.

The badger hesitantly stepped around on his body, reaching down to fondle his scaled balls. She was far too timid about it, but the dragon let it pass for now. The remaining noble hesitantly joined his fellow canine at the emerald slit that was even now starting to bulge. In truth Felix needed little urging - eating anthros always made him horny, especially when he had a few to order around like this. The three servicing him all stopped what they were doing as the dark green, almost black tip of his penis started to slip out of its home. Thankfully for them the doberman continued to lead the way, transferring his paws to the slick spire of dragonhood in front of him

Satisfied with his treatment, Felix looked upside down at the remaining guards. The rhino now had three thick fingers a couple knuckles deep into the bound and gagged lion. The equine knight being serviced was fully erect, and getting into his dominant role over the other horse servicing him. Felix watched the horses together for a few moments before speaking. “I said get him hard, not suck him off.”

The kneeling noble jerked at Felix’s voice, turning almost guiltily and letting the drooling horse member slide out of his muzzle. Felix continued, saying “I don’t hold it against anyone to take their pleasure. But for right now, that guard’s load needs to be fucked into the former king.”

With quick efficiency the rhino had everything placed. He dropped the lion onto the stone and beckoned the rock hard horse over, lining them up so they were sideways in front of Felix. “Don’t take it easy on him,” the dragon admonished the equine knight. The horse did no such thing. With the rhino holding him in place, the knight pushed forward slightly to set his flare. Even that little entrance had the lion squirming, but before he could do much else, the knight rammed his hips forward.

A muffled scream sounded from the lion as the horse got about halfway in, but he didn’t stop there. Digging his hooves into the stony ground and holding the lion in place with his strong arms, the equine pushed forward, cramming his maleness into the former king’s ass with no concept of mercy. In seconds, the horse’s nuts pressed against the lion’s pair, burying nearly ten inches of stallion into a virgin rear.

Withdrawing only slightly, the knight slammed his cock back forward, immediately settling into a rutting rhythm. Felix couldn’t have done better himself. The sight aroused him, and he started drooling again, thinking of swallowing down the arrogant lion after a good fuck. He raised his head slightly to see his own dragonhood fully extended. The fox was working to get his knot out, and Felix flexed his dick to help. With an audible squelching noise, the last of his bitch breaker slipped out, nearly knocking over the doberman who stood on his abdomen to service his leaking tip.

Already a puddle of precum was forming on his scales. But as the dragon watched, a bit of something shiny and clear dribbled from between the doberman’s legs. “Excited to pleasure me, dog?” Felix rumbled. Just speaking put the nobles on even footing as his body rumbled beneath them, but the canine turned nimbly. Indeed, his own bright red erection was half out and drooling, though the fox was firmly in his sheath, and the badger didn’t look aroused at all. “I can appreciate arousal in one of my pets. Swap places with the fox, and try to fuck my sheath. Make sure you work on my knot while you’re down there.” he growled.

Watching the two canines change places, he heard increasingly loud slapping noises, and grunts of pain and pleasure from the rutting pair. He returned his attention to his private show, where the former king of the land was having his guts rearranged. Watching them for a moment, he noticed the other horse, the noble, still kneeling naked - and erect - to the side, next to the rhino. The remaining guards stood there, not knowing what to do and too afraid to move.

Gesturing towards the remaining knights, the dragon urged them a little closer, and they came slowly. “Two of you, stay here and join this rhino. The rest of you, return to your camp and begin preparing for a departure. You’ll have a few empty saddles to deal with.” The dragon turned to the kneeling horse, but a sharp sensation near his nuts made him hiss, and he swung his head up.

The doberman had taken his words to heart. He straddled the dragon’s knot, legs wrapped around the sensitive flesh and his whole body bent forward. Felix couldn’t see exactly what was happening, but from the sensations, the dog really was fucking his own doghood into the gap between the dragon’s shaft and sheath. Felix let his tongue loll out of his jaws as the dog squeezed his legs together to hump forward, pleasuring the dragon at the same time.

The badger was still doing less than her share of the work, but someone had to knead his nuts. The fox was trying to stroke the dragon off while avoiding his precum, a task his fellow canine was making difficult. Each thrust of the doberman made the dragon’s cock twitch and spurt more of the whitish fluid. Already the bright orange and white fur of the fox was matted with fluids, and his expression made it clear he was uninterested. Felix left him to it.

When he leaned his head back, two more knights had come to stand nervously by the rhino. The lion was still getting a royal reaming, and Felix was impressed at the horse’s stamina. Or maybe he was finding it hard to finish with so much going on. Either way, if the dragon was any judge of a male, the horse was getting close. His thrusts were ragged and short, and his furry nuts were drawn up tight against his tail as it flagged side to side.

“You two,” Felix commanded the newcomers in a rumble. “Carry the lion over into my mouth. I’m going to eat him right as your friend here empties his nuts.” Laying his head back and opening his jaws upside down, the dragon took some time to enjoy the way the day was going. Four anthros, practically walking themselves down his throat, and at least one or two more to come. An explosion of debauchery among the kingdom’s finest, not least of all the enthusiastic canine fucking his sheath and squeezing his knot right that second.

Felix watched the lion, struggling in the arms of the two fully clothed knights as he was lowered onto the dragon’s upper jaw. He used his long tongue to wash over the naked and still bound feline, letting the tip of his tongue find the well used hole. Though the former king struggled to escape, Felix brought his lower jaw down to almost smother the lion while he rimmed him.

The dragon watched a pair of hooves come to stand in front of his muzzle, and felt something warm and hard poking at the tip of his tongue. Dexterously, Felix slipped his questing tip out and wrapped it around the equine shaft instead. Without another invitation, the dragon felt the horse slide his stallionhood forward, and felt the lion tense in his jaws as he was violated again.

Listening to the pleasure groans of the knight, and feeling that shaft throb under his tongue, Felix knew the end was near now. The dragon worked his tongue farther, moving it like a snake to wrap a thicker portion around the rutting equine as his tip tasted the horse’s sweaty nuts.

Three more thrusts were the horse’s limits. Felix felt the balls tense and pull up, and took the horse’s weight as he leaned fully onto the dragon’s lower jaw to bury as much of his cock in the lion as possible. The feline in his mouth jerked and struggled as the knight pulsed in him, filling his guts with stallion seed.

Before the horse was half done, Felix wrapped his lips around the lion's ass, meeting at the horse’s shaft, and started to swallow. His tongue scraped the former king along his upper jaw until he felt the head enter his throat, and then his powerful peristaltic muscles took over. The dragon made sure to use the tip of tongue to stay wrapped around the pulsing horse member in his mouth, feeling the warm and salty spray coat everything.

After another few seconds, the trembling equine sagged against his jaws. Felix started to lift his muzzle up, forcing the equine to step back. Felix ran is tongue along his fangs, catching a few drops of horse cum as he looked down to see the bulge in his neck enter his belly, feeling the corresponding sensation as his stomach eagerly accepted new prey. The old king would doubtless be less than pleased to find the partially digested remnants of his wife and other nobles waiting for him.

Despite the thrill of eating the lion and driving the horse to cum in his muzzle, Felix simply wasn’t getting the stimulation he needed from the nobles, even with the doberman’s efforts. So the dragon leaned his long neck forward, jaws wide. The fox who was unenthusiastically stroking his cock must have felt warm breath on his back, for he turned to see what was coming.

He managed one shriek before Felix scooped him up in a single bite, then continued forward to engulf his leaking tip in his own mouth. Using his tongue, the dragon worked the squirming canine around to the top of his mouth, then pushed his muzzle forward and back in a rhythm to suck himself off. The fox struggled and yelled as each bob of the dragon’s head forced him against the roof of his mouth, pinned between that mass of pulsing dragonhood.

Felix’s nose bumped into the doberman’s ass, and the horny canine finally looked around. His face whitened as he saw the drooling muzzle of the dragon engulfing his own cock, and glimpsed fox paws peeking out from his green-scaled lips. To his credit, the canine didn’t falter, continuing to thrust, squeezing Felix’s knot between his legs. The badger had given up, and was staring in horror at the scene before her. The dragon would deal with her later.

Bobbing his head faster, Felix felt himself rumble and groan with pleasure. The lion in his belly wriggled delightfully as Felix’s current position squeezed and jostled him. The dragon was coming to his edge, and then in front of him he was the doberman’s tail go straight up and shiver. The canine’s legs trembled and spasmed tight around the dragon’s knot, and Felix felt the pulsing throb of the doberman’s knot enter his sheath.

In time with the dog’s orgasm, Felix’s own cock bucked and throbbed in his jaws, and he let the fox in his mouth slip down the slick tip to land on the back of his tongue, right in the line of fire, as it were. The dragon felt the dog’s first rope of cum squeezed into his sheath as Felix himself came, the blast of burning hot dragon seed forcing the fox back into his throat. Felix swallowed even as he lashed his tongue around his shaft, milking his balls dry and washing down the canine in his gullet.

Slowly opening his jaws and leaning his head back, Felix made sure to grab the badger. She didn’t make a sound this time. “Up you get pup,” Felix ordered the doberman. The canine obeyed with alacrity, pulling his throbbing shaft out of the dragon’s sheath and swinging his legs over the reptile’s knot. Felix jerked his head to the side, and the dog tried to climb down gingerly, only to slip on the various fluids and slick scales and slide down to the stone.

Felix ignored him for now, rolling over to stand on three legs and face the others. He placed the badger down facing him. “I understand you don’t find males attractive?” he asked her. All of a sudden, his voice was nearly kind. The noble nodded jerkily. “Well then, I suppose I can forgive your piss-poor performance today. At least these other men have all fondled a penis before, even if it was only their own.”

The badger looked down hesitantly. “Thank you for your mercy, my lord dragon.” Her voice was scratchy and hoarse.

“However,” Felix continued, and her head snapped back up. “I am male, and I will require you to service me again. Your own attractions are of little concern to me, just as I cared little as to whether any of these men cared to service a male.”

The badger’s eyes were wide with fright. The dragon went on. “Because of your relative inexperience, I will ensure you have enthusiastic teachers.” Felix gestured. “On your ride back to the capitol, these men will instruct you on how to please a male. When you reach the city, I will doubtless need relief once more, and you will provide it.” He leaned his head down close, his glittering emerald eyes holding hers in place. “Should you fail to prove adequate, I think you can imagine the punishment.”

She gulped. Her brown eyes darted wildly from side to side. Felix turned his attention to the other men standing there, the rhino, two naked horses, and the two still clothed guards. The dragon made sure to give a side-eye to the doberman who stood near his back legs. Their expressions were a mixed bag. The rhino stared impassively, while the two horses and the doberman seemed to be looking at the badger - and each other - with interested eyes. The remaining guards got to hide in their helmets, but their body language was hardly willing. “Some of you will work with her to please me, so I trust you will instruct her well. Her failure is your failure.”

The dragon began to walk towards the edge of the cliff, raising his wings. He knew of a lake where he could wash himself clean, and rest to digest his meal. He hesitated near the edge and turned back one last time. “Of course, it goes without saying that should she escape, I will hold you all responsible.” The naked horse noble blanched at that, and the other equine and one of the nameless knights moved to stand closer to the terrified badger. “I look forward to my coronation at the capitol, and the festivities after.”

The emerald dragon gave a fanged grin to the much reduced group that had come to pay him tribute and leapt off the edge of the mountain. As he flapped his wings, the movement forced air from his stomach, and he belched loudly. A glance down at his belly showed the wriggling had stopped. And that, Felix thought, meant all was as it should be.