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[b][u][center]Drac’s Forced Weekend Off

Part 2

For AkimitsuSevecan

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Draconicon normally would have gotten dressed after a shower, but with the stream pending, he decided to hold off on that. He’d put something on [i]after[/i] he got some answers from the wolves waiting in his living room.

As he walked out, scales still shimmering with residual moisture and his cock swinging back and forth between his thighs, he heard the tell-tale steps of the cock-wolf coming his way. The dragon stopped at the corner between the hallway and the living room and reached out –

“Heeeeeeey!”

And stopped Lykus dead in his tracks before the black and white wolf could sneak his snoot into his balls. Draconicon chuckled, gently nudging the smaller wolf backwards, shaking his head at his friend’s grumbling.

“You got to suck it clean before my shower. You’re good.”

“Hmmph. Could have been a fun way to get you ready for the next bit.”

“I just came.”

“So? You’re a dragon; you can do it again.”

“Even we have some limits – though from what you’re saying, I’m going to bet that the stream commands will ignore at least a few of those.”

“Uh…damn, you weren’t supposed to figure that out yet.”

“Uh-huh.”

Draconicon stopped as they reached the living room, gently pulling Lykus to his feet, turning him around, and nudging him toward the couch where Azorious was already waiting. The red-black wolf demon chuckled, pulling the smaller, mortal wolf onto the couch and giving him a one-armed hug. The black dragon took his own seat in an armchair that faced the couch and let him lean back a little bit.

“So, before we get back to the stream, I want to ask a few questions,” Draconicon said. “And I’ll preface that by saying that I am…curious, and a little eager, but I don’t want to just leap in blind.”

“Fair enough,” Azorious said, nodding. “I know you’re kind of a bitch for it sometimes –”

“Little much, there.”

“Heh, says the guy that likes it when we zonk him and put his ass to work,” Azorious said, shaking his head. “But I get it. You’re not a bitch all the time. You like to know what you’re getting into. And you got more to worry about, yeah?”

He nodded. There was the school, of course, but there were other things, too. Other things that could happen with that kind of control that they were letting others have. He needed to know that it wasn’t going to get out of hand. They were good people, and very powerful, but…well, he didn’t want them to have to do something…and he needed to feel just safe enough for this to continue for this to be relaxing rather than stressful.

“Alright,” Azorious said, crossing one leg over the other. “Shoot.”

“First off. How many other controls do they have on that stream?”

“When you say how much…”

“Okay, how far can they go? Can they get full body-stimulation going?”

Lykus nodded. Draconicon winced.

“Okay…that’s…concerning. How far can they go with mind control?”

“How do you know they can do that?” Lykus asked.

“It’s [i]you[/i]. You love hypno even more than I do. If there wasn’t some sort of spiral as part of their redeems, I’d be fucking amazed.”

“Hehehehe, caught you out there, Lykus,” Azorious said, giving the smaller wolf a nudge with his elbow. “Right in one, Drac. But don’t worry; can’t make you do anything outside of the room or use your magic to fuck with the room or anyone in it. All it can make you do is kinky shit with toys or maybe growing your dick or something like that.”

Which was…reassuring, to some degree. Considering the number of people that he’d seen put themselves out there with no limits on hypnosis or other external controls, there had been a serious risk of something big getting out of hand there.

But if they were just able to do that…

[i]Not as bad as I thought, and definitely means that the mods can have some fun, too, but still…[/i]

“Can you give me some examples of what they can redeem?” Draconicon asked. “You don’t have to tell me all of them, but…you know, some of them.”

“Well, remote stimulation is one,” Lykus admitted, the black and white wolf shrugging. “I mean, it’s like the buzzing you got on your prostate and dick in there, but really, they can pick any part of your body and start doing stimulation like someone running a Lovense toy or something like that.”

“…Ho, boy.”

“Heh, what? You worried they’re going to get you to cum that easily?” Lykus teased. “I thought you had all the stamina?”

“For people, yes,” Draconicon muttered, rubbing his face. “Okay, that’s…that’s something I can be ready for. What else?”

“Instant orgasm,” Azorious said.

“Fuuuuuuuuck.”

“It costs ‘em a lot of points, but they can demand it. And there’s enough power in the system to make you do it.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

“There’s also hypno spirals, like you guessed, adding fetishes, popping your erection on and off, forced nudity, toys –”

“Okay, okay, I get it,” the dragon said, waving his hand at the demon as he kept going down the list. “Jesus fuck. You guys went all out with this. Why did you think that I needed this to relax?”

“Well, sex gets you to calm down for a while, at least. Might not be the best thing, but it definitely gets all the chemicals your body needs to chill out for a while,” the incubus said, chuckling.

That wasn’t entirely inaccurate, but at the same time, the dragon was more than a little skeptical of diving that deep into sex most of the time. It wasn’t the same for him as it was for everyone else. He didn’t get that intense afterglow that most people described, and he sure as hell didn’t get the same sort of hyper-pleasure that came from being worshiped or adored that some of the megalomaniacs out there did.

He’d even wondered, from time to time, if he was more of a submissive than a dom, that he just put that identity on to make people happy and to avoid the stigma of being a bitch. He’d tried it out, too, and he’d found that he didn’t like it any better. It had a lot of fun points, a lot of things that were enjoyable, but no more than being a dom did.

It just came down to the fact that he didn’t settle easily. If he’d been allosexual, if he’d not been ace, maybe it would have been possible to be a wandering switch/vers the way that Lykus was, but he just didn’t have that in him. Sex was…weird.

Which, now that he’d worked his way around to it, meant that this was probably as close to an ideal set-up as he could get. Something that kept it vaguely dub-con, kept him from having as much of a choice about it, and let him get into it in a way that kept his mind from getting in his way. He rubbed the back of his head for a moment, then looked back at the wolves once more.

“There better be at least a few subs in the audience that want a dom dragon. I don’t want this to be bitch-dragon the entire time.”

“[i]That[/i] you don’t have to worry about,” Lykus said, grinning. “I’ve invited a few people – anonymously – to be part of the stream at some point. Don’t know when they’re going to hop in, but they’ll be here, eventually. And trust me, they’ll be more than happy to make you feel like the biggest, baddest dragon in the world.”

Despite himself, he chuckled. The wolf really was a sweetheart. They might come from very different perspectives, but Lykus really did care, and cared hard.

He sighed, leaning back in his chair. Honestly, a big part of him wanted to get back to work. The first session had felt almost like taking his medicine in a way, and he was so used to doing the minimal maintenance that he needed before getting back to work that it felt wrong to still be sitting there. He gripped the arms of his chair, looking up at the ceiling.

“This contract’s not going to let me out of doing this for at least a few hours a day, is it?” Draconicon asked.

“Nope,” Lykus said.

“And you’re not going to let me do a more work-style stream, are you?”

“Nope.”

“Dammit.”

“Hehehe, trust me, it’s for your own good.”

“Everyone says that, and I swear only a tenth of you are actually telling the truth,” the dragon muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Alright, fine. Fine. Let’s get this show on the road. I’ll get dressed.”

“You sure?”

“If they want me naked, then they’re going to have to spend the points or money or whatever to make me naked.”

#

[b][PervWolf Redeems Nudity Enforcement for 30 minutes.][/b]

“Goddammit,” Draconicon muttered.

He’d barely turned the stream back on before the redeem hit him, and his hands started moving on their own to his shirt. He tugged it over his head, muscles that were part of his dragon DNA standing out over softness that had been part of his scholarly life. His cheeks burned as he saw just how much the camera saw, ranging rom the slight bulge of his pecs pushing out and sagging ever so slightly – not so much as moobs, but enough to be more than just muscle – as well as the curve of a stomach that was growing in more than a fitness person would really want, starting to show a little more age and sedentary life.

Even as his arms tossed his shirt over to the corner of the room, he scooted back, his hands going under the edge of the camera to his new pair of sweatpants. He should have known that they weren’t going to let him stay dressed for long, but still –

[b][StaringStallion redeems Under-Desk Cam for 10 minutes.]

StaringStallion: Let’s get a better look at that dick.

PervWolf: Fuck yes. Let’s see what that messy dragon is packing.

BooBoi: Hell yes, he’s back.

BooBoi: He made a hell of a sticky mess last time.

LaurelHard: Feck, I was gonna get foot-cam.[/b]

They were already getting all horned up over him, too. He groaned, his cheeks starting to burn as he pulled his sweatpants under his rump and let them fall to the floor. The camera under his desk showed his cock hanging over the edge of his chair, his legs spread just enough to show the sheer weight of his balls and his shaft at the same time. He scooted a bit closer, clearing his throat.

“Alright, you’re getting your show, you bunch of pervs. You going to keep staring at me this whole time, or are you going to let me play a game?”

[b]StaringStallion: Who cares about games?

StaringStallion: Hey, you got a bit of a fat ass, don’t you, dragon?

Booboi: I want to stick my tongue under that foreskin.

PervWolf: Hey, what kinda kinks you got, dragon?

StaringStallion: Just wait until I get the points to get you to bounce on a toy.

StaringStallion: Make those cheeks clap on camera.

LaurelHard: Hey, how many inches can you take?[/b]

“Mmmph…lots of questions there, huh?”

He shook his head, trying to get a game going. There were several others besides the hack-and-slash one that he’d been playing before. Maybe a slower game, one more suited to strategy and chat, would be better this time around. He found one that Lykus had installed, something that looked almost like Civilization, and booted it up –

“Oh, come on…”

And the first thing that popped up was the start screen, filled with various species that were stripped completely naked, marked with various fetishy ‘runes,’ all holding out their hands to the player.

[b]LaurelHard: Oh, hey, Perversion! I haven’t seen a playthrough of that in a while.

BooBoi: What’s this game? Why’s everyone naked?

JammeJoe: Hey, just got back

JammeJoe: Oooooh, Perversion! We making a custom country?

StaringStallion: Heh, this’ll be fun. Oh, hey, let’s make this realllllly fun.

[StaringStallion Redeems Truth-Spiral for 5 minutes][/b]

“Wait – hey, not –”

Draconicon’s attention was immediately pulled from the game to the spiral that popped up in chat. He usually had at least some resistance to hypno-spirals, considering his own power and knowledge of that branch of magic, but this one seized him and seized him hard. He groaned, his eyes locked to it and his thoughts already going quiet.

It pulled at his resistance, almost like there was a feeling of suction through his eyes and earholes, dragging out any and all ability to say…no. To…to hold…to resist…to…to lie…

The questions started to come up. They were like words in the spiral, and he stared at them, reading them slowly.

[i]What’s your top four kinks?[/i]

“Foot fetish…hypnosis…anal…and exhibitionism…”

[i]Heh, do you like being treated like a bitch?[/i]

“Sometimes…”

[i]Do you want to lose the game?[/i]

“Yes…”

[i]Do you want to show off those big feet?[/i]

“Mmmph…yes…”

[i]Do you want to stay naked?[/i]

“Mmmm…y-yes…if people keep talking about it…”

Ping.

The spiral disappeared, and Draconicon shook his head rapidly. Everything came back, and with it, so did the memories of what he’d just said. His eyes went wider and wider still as he looked back at the chat.

[b](Mod) Lykus: Okay, guys, don’t go too far.

(Mod) Lykus: He’s a hot guy, but don’t start asking him too many questions.

(Mod) Lykus: Drac, you good?[/b]

“Yeah…yeah, I’m fine.”

That had been…intense. For all that the wolves had told him that hypnosis would be a part of it, though limited, he hadn’t thought that it would be that strong. A shiver ran down his spine as he imagined what kind of things could happen if they could put him under that fast.

Looking back at the screen, though, he had to admit that they’d made him curious about the game. Civilization had always been a fun, expansive sort of game, but he’d never really gotten so into things that were like it. There was always something that felt lacking, something that felt like it wasn’t quite there.

This…

This felt like it could scratch an itch, and –

[b]PervWolf: look at that, he’s twitching![/b]

Draconicon bit his lips as he looked back at the camera. The Under-Desk Camera showed his cock throbbing between his legs, bouncing ever so slightly and giving away his own arousal at what was happening to him. He shook his head and focused on the game.

“Let’s just…let’s just get this –”

[b][PervWolf Redeems Control-Spiral.][/b]

“What – no fair, I –”

The world flickered away into the spiral. Draconicon slid down, down, down, pulled into it just like he had been before, only this time, he felt…empty. He stared straight ahead, looking at the spiral, vaguely aware that his fingers were doing something in the meantime. Something…something that…that felt good…

Good to obey the spiral.

Good to do what he was told.

Good to be a good little show-off.

Good to have his legs spread.

Good to curl his toes.

Good to throb.

Good to twitch.

Good to –

Ping.

Draconicon groaned again, shaking his head with a huff. He looked back at the screen and realized that he’d already started the game, somehow. They must have taken control and made him build a custom…

Custom civilization…

The black dragon’s eyes widened as the display opened in front of him. Not just a custom civilization, but one that was hitting all the kinks that he’d already mentioned to them, and a few more that he hadn’t. Everyone in his civilization was naked all the time, and all of them had a foot fetish. There were already a few minor bits of work done in his civilization’s capitol, all of which focused on the ‘glory of the sole,’ and which pushed art that focused on feet and the naked body.

“Oh, fuck…”

[b]StaringStallion: So, what do you think, dragon?

StaringStallion: Think you can enjoy this civilization?

PervWolf: Heh, I bet he starts losing when he sees the loss animations.

PervWolf: They went all-out with those.

LaurelHard: Didn’t know this game rendered feet so well.

LaurelHard: Doesn’t stack up to the real guy’s feet, though.

BooBoi: He’s drippy, right? Can someone redeem Under-Desk Cam again?

StaringStallion: I got a better idea.

[StaringStallion Redeems Ass-Cam for 5 minutes.][/b]

Draconicon’s face went as red as it could go, particularly as the impossible camera was pointed right under his tail and focused between his cheeks. He was seated just perfectly for his cheeks to spread a bit for the camera to see between them, exposing the pink hole that was usually out of sight. The pressure was also enough to –

[b]PervWolf: Holy shit, he’s got an experienced hole, doesn’t he?

StaringStallion: I thought he’d have to train for my dick, but shit.

StaringStallion: You taking dicks on the reg, dragon?

BooBoi: No, no, don’t make him a bitch!

BooBoi: I want a hard cock pointing at me.

JammeJoe: Hey, cock’s nice

JammeJoe: But that ass, tho.[/b]

It was embarrassing enough for people to see just how loose he was – that was something few ever got to see, let alone got to remember – but the fact that they were able to see right up between his cheeks and wanted to keep it there –

“Let’s just…let’s just play the game…”

#

[i]Two hours later…[/i]

Draconicon was huffing for breath as his chat – now numbering in the twenties – hammered him with redeem after redeem. He’d been wracked with both prostate and cock ‘vibrators’ as the chat teased him up and down, and he had one hand around his balls, constantly rolling and gently squeezing them after a hypno-redeem left him no choice but to keep touching himself.

The only thing that hadn’t happened yet was using a toy to fuck himself, but [i]fuck[/i], there was a part of him that wanted that. His asshole felt so empty – he blamed that on a hypno-command to feel empty unless he was actively fucking himself – and he shivered every time that someone redeemed the Ass-Cam. They were constantly going back to that during loss scenes, like the one that was happening now.

Barbarians were swarming through his streets in his capitol. The game showed the math of the fight, then changed to cutscenes. He’d learned that the game took the fetishes of all factions involved in a fight and then created scenes where the two overlapped, combined, or synergized well.

In this case, it showed the barbarians rushing in with pagan buttplugs, ramming them up the asses of his citizens and pinning them on their backs. Legs spread, cocks hard and pussies wet, their toes curling as the barbarians ground their heels against eager sexes. The hypnotic effects were obvious, showing that some of his citizens would be dragged off against their will to the barbarian camps, used as part of their population.

And through it all, Draconicon huffed, panting, his hole clenching on camera as his insides begged for the same sort of treatment that the people in the game were getting.

It was humiliating, and he loved it.

The dragon’s cock was a mess, throbbing, bouncing, twitching. He was covered in pre-cum again, and he was barely able to get a breath in. Every so often, the chat debated whether they should hit him with Forced Orgasm, but they were holding back. He groaned, feeling the buzzing on his prostate and his cock fade away again, sliding back down as he started getting close to the edge.

“Nnngh…fuck…fuck…”

[b]StaringStallion: Heheheh, look at that.

StaringStallion: Making lube for us to use.

LaurelHard: Why don’t you put those feet up for us, dragon?

LaurelHard; So stiff and eager. Put those feet up for the camera.

PervWolf: Yeah, the game’s just a movie now.

PervWolf: Show off.

BooBoi: Jerk it, come on, jerk it all over.

JammeJoe: Hey, finger that ass, too, while you’re at it.[/b]

They weren’t using hypnosis, but all of that was so tempting, anyway. Draconicon moaned, slowly lifting his feet from the carpet and putting them on the desk –

[b]SolePossum: Fuuuuuuck, those are huge feet.

BallBuster: I’d take a bastinado rod to ‘em.

BallBuster: Make those soles nice and red.

BallBuster: You like that thought, dragon?

SolePossum: Wanna huff between the toes

PervWolf: Hey, think we could get him to cum just from foot play?

LaurelHard: If we zonked him first, probably.

StaringStallion: Hey.

StaringStallion: Dragon.

[StaringStallion Redeems Erection Toggle, Toggled Off]

BooBoi: NOOO![/b]

Just like that, the dragon’s dick went from as hard as it could be to being a limp noodle. He groaned, curling his toes hard, whimpering –

[b]BooBoi: You fucking bastard!

BooBoi: I was gonna make him cum!

StaringStallion: Good dragons don’t cum without permission.

StaringStallion: Good dragons cum with their assholes.

(Mod) Azorious: Heh. Trust me, he can.

(Mod) Azorious: But you don’t build up a bitch like that without following through.

[(Mod) Azorious times out StaringStallion for 1 hour]

(Mod) Azorious: Now, let’s have some fun.[/b]

First, the dragon’s dick went back up.

Second, a short spiral shifted his position, and when Draconicon was aware again, he was leaning back in his chair, his legs over the arms of the seat, and his cheeks spread with one hand and his cock leaking against his belly.

Third, Azorious redeemed Forced Orgasm…six times.

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGH!”

Draconicon arched his back off the chair, thrusting his hips toward the ceiling. The first shot of cum hit him right in the face, and he kept spasming as he kept on cumming. Shot after shot after shot launched out of his cock, hitting him across the chest, in his open mouth, over his cheeks and past his horns. He painted himself with one white rope after another, each one splattering him with more and more musk as he went.

Squirt.

Squirt.

Squirt.

The dragon kept shaking as one orgasm blended into another, and then into another, the build-up finally getting its release as he went over the edge more times in a row than he could count, and he slowly fading into oblivion.

#

When he woke up again, he was in bed, and Lykus was – as usual – between his legs, though this time the wolf’s hips were over his face and a pair of fuzzy wolf balls dangled over his nose. He huffed, and Lykus gasped-gagged around his cock. The black and white wolf whipped about, laying down at his side and nuzzling under his arm in a semi-cuddle in the sheets.

“Heh, glad you’re awake again,” Lykus said.

“How long was I out?”

“About two hours. You were dripping for a while, so I made sure that you didn’t make a mess in the sheets.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Hey, Azorious claimed all the cum that you splattered in the other room; I had to get mine somehow.”

“He did?” Draconicon arched an eyebrow. “What’d he want with it?”

“Heh, incubus things.” Lykus smiled. “How are you doing, by the way?”

“…Less stressed,” he admitted. “But mildly overwhelmed.”

“Yeah, we figured. It’s been a good first day, so we thought that it’d be good to end the stream there. They got plenty to jerk off to, anyway. And we can set some ground rules before the next one so that someone like StaringStallion doesn’t push things too far.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

“Did you want Azorious to step in? He thought you might, but I was thinking maybe you wanted to be edged.”

“In that case, he did the right thing.”

“Heh. He’ll be happy to know that.”

Nodding, Draconicon leaned his head back against the pillow. One full day of the weekend had passed, which meant that there were two more. Friday done, now Saturday and Sunday. He had no idea how much further the stream could go, but he had a good feeling that it would go fairly far, and that he’d end up getting quite the experience before it was all said and done.

But at the same time, he couldn’t help but chuckle. He rubbed his forehead as the wolf nuzzled against his chest.

“What’s so funny?” Lykus asked.

“Just how fucked up I am, I guess; I can’t get into things without something pushing me one way or another.”

“Hey, don’t get down on yourself.”

“I’m not; I’m just glad that I got something that works a bit. And that I have friends that are willing to work so hard to help make it fun.”

“Heh, no problem.”

Shaking his head, he leaned forward just enough to look down at his dick. That, too, had been surprisingly hot; the way that someone else had basically taken control of it, not just stimulating it, but making it go up and down, had tickled his libido in a rather fun way. And all those comments…

Sexual [i]actions[/i] were fun. But sexual feedback? Somehow, that was so much hotter; all those eyes on him, all the things that people were saying, all that horny energy condensed into a screen just made it [i]so[/i] good. If he had a way of knowing that it’d always be that hot, he’d be doing something like this every other night, but it just wasn’t reliable. Not yet, not the way that he’d like it to be.

So, for now, he’d just enjoy this for as long as he could, maybe see if there was a way to get it more often. Not always hypnotized, not always foot-focused or dick-focused, but…

It was complicated. But so was he. And he had Lykus and Azorious to help him keep figuring it out.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Draconicon continues streaming for ‘relaxation’ and gets things taken up a notch.

Tags: M/solo, M/M, Draconicon, Dragon, Docetri, Streaming, Webcam, Embarrassment, Body Control, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Spiral, Dirty Talk, Forced Orgasm, Edging, Exhibitionism, Naughty Streaming, Gaming, Orgasm, Cum, Confessions, Nudity, Wolf, Demon,