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Many weeks passed. At times, Xiaolong had hopes of the grey dragons simply losing interest in their recent conquest and moving on. However it seemed that they found great pleasure in their occupation of the village which was home to the smaller and more colourful dragons. Xiaolong was surprised his mind did not already break a long time ago. He was not sure yet if it did finally happen.

The screams of the women stopped approximately a week after the occupation by the grey dragons. They either got used to their daily torment, or they simply had no longer the energy to scream. The caged men of the tribe were also only empty husks of their former selves, their eyes staring into the infinite distance, wishing to be somewhere else. They barely even registered when any of their holes were being used by the grey dragons, simply going through the motions to avoid any repercussions.

Xiaolong did not know for certain what was happening with any of the other tribesmen that he only rarely saw being forced to walk through the village from point A to point B, however, since they had similar branding to Xiaolong, he assumed they were in similar positions to himself. Being used by their masters to fulfil their sick and twisted desires.

“You better be more alert tonight and not daydreaming!” It was the voice of his personal tormenter. Vrex.

He gripped Xiaolong’s chin with his massive paw and looked deep into his eyes.

“You know what I am capable of if I hear that you do not serve with your whole body. So better make sure I do not hear any complaints.”

He let go of Xiaolong’s maw but not without leaving a scratch on his side. Blood immediately started to drip to the floor. Xiaolong did not dare say anything except: “Yes, master.”

Vrex smirked. “Good boy.”

From what Xiaolong understood, there was to be a festival tonight which was a tradition of the grey dragons. This festival was named the “Blessing of the Great One” and was meant to bring luck to their future battles. All of their prisoners are meant to partake in some role or another. Vrex made clear that Xiaolong’s role was to “serve” in any way that is requested. He already knew that this was not going to leave him simply serving food and drink to the grey dragons.

What surprised Xiaolong however the most was that he was given an outfit to wear that evening by Vrex. It was mostly golden chains barely covering anything on his body with the occasional gemstone encrusted. He highly doubted however that this came from his master’s goodwill but it was likely to simply mark all of the servants for that evening.

While Xiaolong was simply made to stand there by Vrex, his master was pacing around the room, putting on a red loincloth instead of the usual one and drawing elaborate tribal symbols on his own muscular body in white, red and black colours.

Xiaolong hated seeing him walk about, because he could not hide his body’s reaction to seeing the muscular dragon sweating in the heat of the tent. And his master knew how much he hated that. Vrex noted Xiaolong’s cock straining against the cage he was made to wear regularly.

“Even after everything I did to you, you still enjoy it. You are probably even right now still thinking about how I slammed your head into the dirt yesterday while filling you with my thick seed.” Vrex approached Xiaolong and ran one of his fingers over his asshole, making sure to push slightly into it.

Xiaolong flinched as his ass was still sensitive from the rough time his master gave him the previous day. He had to force himself to utter another “Yes, master.”

“Well, your master is ready, I hope so are you. And I remind you again. Do not disappoint me.”

“Yes, master.”

Vrex stepped out of the tent infront of Xiaolong. “Stay close for now, pet.”

Torches were fixated all throughout the village to make it shine almost as bright as if it were daytime. Crude decorations were hanging everywhere, mostly skulls and teeth of all kinds of foreign animals.

Due to their connection to life in the jungle and all around them, Xiaolong’s tribe would never consider using the remains of any living being as decorations. Even the remains of those that they hunted for sustenance they would bury carefully and with respect. However he was not surprised that the brutal grey dragons would find these decorations appealing.

Many of the cages that were over the last weeks filled with the male members of Xiaolong’s tribe were now empty, their doors left open.

While they were walking towards the village centre, he saw grey dragons standing everywhere, most of them with drinking horns in their claws, and some of them getting very touchy with each other.

Finally they walked into the centre. Large benches were arranged around a central bonfire in a circle, while on the outer rim of the centre Xiaolong could finally see the tribesmen that were previously in the cages. They were locked in all kinds of devices such as pillories, crosses, and simply bound around poles. All of them were completely naked. What surprised him the most however was that none of them were currently being abused by any of the grey dragons.

Where the circle of benches was interrupted, a more ornate table stood with a wooden throne and several comfortable looking chairs positioned around it. Several of the chairs were already occupied by some of the larger specimens of the grey dragons, and that table seemed to be the destination of Xiaolong and Vrex.

As they approached, Vrex put his paw on the should of one of the grey dragons seated.

“Brother Krus, where is the leader? The festival should have long started.”

The grey dragon turned his head back and replied: “He just had to take care of some urgent business. Apparently one of his new toys misbehaved.” The dragon eyed Xiaolong up and down, then giving a smirk. “Seems like your toy is well broken in.”

Xiaolong hated it when the grey dragons called him toy or pet. However, by now he knew better than to seek confrontation and he simply averted his eyes from the dragon.

Vrex now turned to Xiaolong as he was pulling out the chair next to Krus. “You stay behind me, and don’t you dare move a muscle until the festival has started.”

And so, as Vrex started to join in the conversation at the table, Xiaolong simply stood behind his chair, taking in his surroundings.

Some of the dragons were already so drunk that they simply collapsed on the benches, with their head lying on the table, while others were eyeing the locked up dragons on the outer rim of the centre, laughing and pointing at them. Others were touching and rubbing their genitals while watching them like hungry predators, their tongues drooling saliva onto the floor.

Suddenly Xiaolong could hear the sound of drums, and as he searched for its origin he could spot some of the dragons that were closest around the bonfire wielding instruments. Starting with the gentle beating of the drum, they soon formed a melody, joining in with lyres and flutes. His eyes could not hide the surprise that those monsters were actually enjoying more cultural joys of life too. If he didn’t know what they were capable of, Xiaolong would almost be impressed.

As the music reached a crescendo, all the grey dragons that were not too inebriated turned towards the former tent of the elders. Xiaolong followed their gaze and saw two of his kin leave the tent first. He recognised them and could almost not bear looking further at them. It was the two men of his tribe that abused him on the first day when the grey dragons took over. And as expected, holding the chains connected to their collars, the leader stepped out of the tent, waving towards his people. A loud cheer erupted throughout the village.

The eyes of the chained up tribesmen showed their disposition clear as day. They were merely husks of their former selves, devoid of any emotion or free will. One of them had several deep scratches all over his body, still bleeding heavily while his face seemed to have also recently been mistreated. The other’s body was covered in week old scars, and some wounds that almost fully healed. Xiaolong also noticed that both of them were actually wearing a similar outfit to his own, adorned in light golden chains.

The leader walked towards the throne, his chained pets already having been instructed on where they were to position themselves, left and right of the throne, with their backs turned to the table.

Finally the leader took down his waving hand and spoke.

“My men! I know you have been waiting for a long time for this moment, and I apologize myself for the delay! Therefore I want to keep myself as short as possible, so you can get to the festivities!”

Some grey dragons cheered this.

“You all know what this festival signifies! A new battle lies before us, and therefore this night gives us a last chance to all of us to enjoy the local pleasures! So I tell you all, drink, dine and fuck, as tomorrow we will continue our conquest!”

To this, all of the grey dragons cheered loudly, those that already had drinks in their paws, rising them into the air.

Xiaolong’s eyes widened. A new battle? Last chance? Does that mean the grey dragons would simply leave their village and let them get back to their own ways? Xiaolong almost did not dare to dream of such a thing, as he knew that the crushing disappointment the next day if the abuse and torture would continue was simply too heavy.

“That is all I wanted to share with you, now enjoy the evening!” the leader continued. And with that, he sat down, picked up the filled mug in front of him, gulping down the drink inside of it in one go.

Soon after, some of the grey dragons jumped up from the benches, others put their drinks on nearby tables, and after that, all of them moved towards the outer circle of the centre, the place where Xiaolong’s tribesmen were located. As they walked there, some of the grey dragon’s removed their loincloths, throwing them on the floor, or holding on to them after giving them a deep sniff. Now Xiaolong knew why his tribesmen were no longer in the cages.

Vrex slightly turned his head to indicate he was talking to Xiaolong.

“What we talked about. Now it is your turn. And again, don’t disappoint.”

With that, Xiaolong walked away from the table. While it was the first time since the attack by the grey dragons that Xiaolong was allowed to walk freely, he was not truly free. Vrex instructed him that this night he was to serve the grey dragons to the best of his abilities, and Vrex made it clear what would happen if that was not to the satisfaction of the grey dragons. Xiaolong knew that he had to ensure that they would all be happy, whatever the cost.

First of, Vrex told him that he should simply ensure all the grey dragons had enough to drink. That should be easy enough, so Xiaolong found a large platter and placed as many mugs of drink on it as he could possibly hold. All he had to do was to walk around the benches, put drinks in front of all of the grey dragons, and tomorrow they would be gone.

He approached a bench on which four, clearly inebriated dragons, were conversing loudly, fighting about something. As Xiaolong held the platted with drinks in front of them, they turned to him.

“Well let’s ask the slut!” one of them exclaimed, pointing at Xiaolong.

“What, you think I give a fuck about the opinion of such a worm?”, the second grey dragon that was arguing replied. He seemed more mature and slightly older than the first.

The first dragon, who was wearing golden coverings on his horns continued: “Tell us, which of us do you think could crush you the easiest? It is clearly I, right? Look at this perfectly trained body.”

Xiaolong at first did not want to answer and simply move on. But he knew this could be a fatal mistake. So as he was putting down the platter on the table he answered, his voice barely audible. “Both of you could crush me with ease.”

The two main dragons arguing simply stared at him, mouth agape. The other passive participants simply grinned.

“So you want to test us?”, the first dragon asked Xiaolong. Both of them rose. “Lie down, pet.”

Xiaolong hesitated. He was supposed to serve the grey dragons, and if he were lying down on the floor, anyone seeing him would assume that he was not doing so. The grey dragon that commanded him to lie down did not leave any further time for Xiaolong to contemplate. He gripped Xiaolong’s head and threw him downwards, face first into the muddy dirt.

“I gave you a command! You are to obey to your superiors.” The grey dragon was clearly annoyed that Xiaolong would even dare hesitate. With that the dragon nodded towards the other one he was arguing with and both rose from their benches while the two dragons that did not participate in the argument snickered.

As Xiaolong rolled onto his back, he could see both grey dragons tower over him, their paws held above his body. “Tell us once you know which of us could crush you more easily. And then beg for your release.”

Both dragons brought down their paws onto Xiaolong’s body, the one that commanded him on his face, while the older dragon pressed down onto his genitals. A yelp left Xiaolong’s lips. Neither of them held back and put quite a bit of their weight onto their paws so that Xiaolong worried his genitals might be permanently damaged. He was thankful at this point that they were caged, which made it more difficult for the dragon to press down on them. The golden horned dragon looked at his competitor: “That is not fair, of course he will give you the win if you press down there!” This led to both of them pushing down even stronger and Xiaolong trying to scream in pain, but the sweaty and musky paw now fully covering his mouth. Tears started to form in his eyes and he knew he had to make a quick decision.

Xiaolong touched the thigh of the dragon pushing down on his face, as it seemed to him that his ego might otherwise be more easily damaged, potentially leading to further consequences for Xiaolong. The grey dragon chuckled. “Good boy,” then turned towards the other dragon, smirking, “See! You are simply getting too old!”

Now satisfied, he removed his paw from Xiaolong’s face, but the older kept his steady. As the younger dragon sat down he reminded Xiaolong: “Now beg.” With that, the older dragons pushed even stronger, and Xiaolong finally screamed out: “Please! Please take your paw away!”

With a rough and deep voice the older dragon spoke while staring into Xiaolong’s eyes: “That is not how you address your superiors, worm!” He lifted his paw and brought it down on Xiaolong’s chest in such a way that the claws were digging into it, drawing a bit of blood. Xiaolong tried again: “I beg of you!”

The only reply was the grey dragon shaking his head and digging his claws deeper. Finally Xiaolong, holding back tears seemed to appease him. “Please, I am nothing under your powerful paws which I should worship every day! Allow me to continue my worthless existence and I will be of your service however you wish!”

“Vrex clearly trained you well. You should have started with this, worm. Now get up and get to serving the other guests. But first, kiss those paws that could have ended your manhood and life with just a bit more force.”

Xiaolong could feel the paws release their pressure and swiftly moving to his face. Elated that his body was not receiving any further wounds, but still recovering mentally, he simply licked the older dragons paw as it hovered over him. He was used to this so much due to the service he regularly gives to his master that he did not even think any further about it as his tongue lapped up the sweat between the dragon’s toe.

Laughing, the dragon removed his paw out of Xiaolong’s face and grabbed for his mug, gulping it down straight away. Then he spoke, sending droplets of drinks flying down onto Xiaolong.

“I think I should first reward you for learning so quick.”

Xiaolong removed some of the saliva from his face, and saw how the dragon was now squatting over him.

“Lick the tip.”

The dragon held his loincloth to the side, revealing his massive cock dripping strings of precum. As the loincloth was waved away, a waft of it’s smell hit Xiaolong. It was mostly piss and sweat, a smell he was quite used to by now however.

Still mentally mostly in a state of fear, Xiaolong immediately held his head up to reach the head of the dragon’s cock.

“What a good boy you are.” The large dragon laughed again. Then his face quickly changed into an evil, mean-spirited look.

And as his face changed, Xiaolong could feel the dragon’s claws at the back of his head, and without any worry if it would fit, the entire length of the dragon’s cock was rammed into Xiaolong’s throat. Tears immediately burst from his eyes as he tried to somehow get air, however as his nose was mostly filled with the thick scent of the dragon’s piss-soaked loincloth, not much air was entering through there.

Saliva started to gather around his mouth as the dragon was slowly pumping the cock even deeper while moaning deeply.

“What a good cock-sleeve you are. I wish I could get you for an entire night. Maybe Vrex wouldn’t mind, what do you think toy?” The dragon seemed to have no regard for Xiaolong’s health, as he simply kept his cock in position as the smaller dragon was struggling against it.

As Xiaolong’s eyes rolled back, and he could feel his consciousness slipping away, the dragon finally pulled out, his spit-covered cock flapping onto Xiaolong’s chest. A loud gasp came from Xiaolong as his lungs finally flooded again with fresh air and he could swipe the tears from his eyes and saliva from all over his body.

He wanted to punch the dragon on his stupid nose, but he knew better. He finally got up, bowed to the dragons and took the platter of drinks with him again. As he walked away, he could hear all four of the dragons laugh loudly about him.

“Such a pathetic pet, only good for chocking on dragon cock.” If this was only the beginning, he was worried as to if he would survive the evening.

For some part of the evening, Xiaolong actually got away with simply serving drinks, mostly ignoring or simply thanking the grey dragons for any abusive words they hurled at him as he served them. While bending over the tables to pick up empty mugs, he occasionally got groped, some even going so far as to rubbing their fingers over his asshole or cage. He always made sure to thank the grey dragons so as to avoid any more conflict. He felt dirty and embarrassed throughout it all. However, he felt fortunate to not be placed on the outer rim, from where he could hear the moans and screams of his tribesmen being used as the entertainment of the evening.

As the evening went on, and some of the grey dragons starting to disappear into their tent, Xiaolong could see that some were also taking members of his tribe with them, usually in chains, pushing them ahead towards their tents. He did not want to swap places with those members for certain.

One of the grey dragons approached Xiaolong, whose body already tensed up. “You are to return to the leader, immediately.” After that he walked off towards the outer rim. Thoughts immediately ran through Xiaolong’s head as to what the leader could want of him, shuddering as he remembered the situation that happened with his pets.

As he approached the table with the leader, the leader rose and clapped twice into his paws, an echo reverberating through the village. The musicians stopped their song. Then the leader spoke, addressing his tribe: “Before all of you are either too drunk or too exhausted to remember any of this, I shall give you all a final reminder!”

He gestured towards his two pets and finally Xiaolong.

“These are our guests of honour tomorrow. They shall join us on our raid, and prove their loyalty to their masters. You are therefore to not hurt them, and treat them accordingly. There are plenty of other toys to play with, so if you need to release some pent up tension,” he pointed along the outer rim of the centre, “I would kindly ask you to serve yourself there. Be ready at noon, and bring your appetite for battle with you! Now enjoy the rest of the night to the fullest!”

With that final sentence, the leader cheered his drink up into the air, and his tribe responded in a similar fashion.

Guest of honour?

Xiaolong doubted that it meant what his own tribe would understand as a guest of honour, however he was surprised to hear that he were to be not hurt and treated accordingly. However, he was nevertheless worried about having to join a raid in which he is to support those that have so brutally invaded them only several weeks ago.

The rest of the evening passed without incident, and Vrex, quite drunk, at some point gestured him in the direction of their own tent. Xiaolong knew that he was not going to have a calm sleep, as his master was always feeling especially lustful and sadistic when he was drunk.

It was a rough awakening for Xiaolong, with most of his body aching. His master was lying on the bed, his arms and legs, dried cum covering the bedding under his cock, while Xiaolong, as usual awoke in his cage, barely rested due to the cramped conditions. He took a mug lying just outside of the bars, and hit it against the metal, immediately dropping it. He wanted his master to wake up so that he would be released from the cage, yet he did not want him to know what woke him up. Vrex let a tired moan escape his mouth, followed by big stretches, flexing his muscles.

“Are you ready for your big day, pet? You better are, cause you really would not want to see the consequences if you were to disappoint.” A sly smirk flashed on Vrex’ face just before he turned around to get out of his bed.

By noon, a solemn silence hang over the village. Most of Xiaolong’s tribesmen were back in their cages and a large number of the grey dragons was carrying the same weapons with which they attacked Xiaolong’s tribe not too long ago. Only a small enough number to keep the village in check seemed to be left behind.

Xiaolong himself was not given a weapon. Not yet, at least, however Vrex, who was standing right behind him, assured him that, once it was needed, he would be given one. So all he was wearing for the moment was his loincloth with the cock cage hidden beneath it, as well as the same golden chains he was wearing the night before. He felt anxious as the large grey dragons were gathered around him, most of them either looking at him with contempt or lust, licking their lips as they stared at him.

Finally, the leader appeared at the entrance to the village, his two slaves ambling behind him.

“Today, we will show yet another tribe our power! They will kneel before us and worship at our paws! Our might will be unstoppable, as it always has!” He held a large curved sword above his head, leading his men to yell out in excitement and reciprocating the gesture. Then Vrex pushed Xiaolong forward and hundreds of paws started stomping through the jungle.

Xiaolong quickly recognised the path they were taking. The tribe they were walking towards was one that his own tribe has had contact with, and they were occasionally trading crafts and food with each other in time of needs. They were a tribe of bull-men, each of the members towering in size and strength over Xiaolong’s tribesmen. The entire tribe was comprised of men, and when it was time to produce new offspring they sent some of their strongest members off to mate and return with the young.

There was never any animosity between the two tribes, however the bull tribe was quite cold and the men were incredibly proud of their strength. He shuddered. How would these two strong and proud tribes clash with each other? Surely none of the two would admit defeat. Would there even be any survivors?

It became clear that they were approaching the village of the bulls as engravings started to appear on some of the trees. Xiaolong remembered what the bulls told of their meaning. Each engraved symbol stood for one of their fallen members. It was meant to give them a place of commemoration. Soon Xiaolong could see the smoke stacks rising up into the sky between the jungle trees. They were close now. The grey dragons knew this too and they commanded the group to halt to prepare their weapons and ensure they were ready.

The grey dragons, though massive in size, were sneaking through the jungle foliage, trying to encircle the village before the attack. Xiaolong was commanded to follow his master closely, who to make sure he followed this, occasionally pulled Xiaolong by his golden chains, glancing at him with annoyance. “Stay close!”

Finally the grey dragons were in position. However, they still did not attack but continued to observe the village. Finally, a younger grey dragon came rushing towards Vrex. “We found him. It’s that one over there, seated on the bench with his arm over the smaller bull, do you see? He is wearing feathers in his ears.”

Just from that description, Xiaolong knew who they were talking about. It was the leader of the bull tribe, Kroan. It finally dawned on Xiaolong how the grey dragons ensured that nobody in his own village actually put up a large fight. They simply immediately went for the leader, and they were now planning to do the same!

Vrex replied to the youngling: “Good work, I will make sure the leader hears of it! Now go back and prepare! Wait for my signal!” With that, the young dragon darted off into the leaves of the jungle. Only a short period after this, Xiaolong’s entire body having tensed up since his realisation, Vrex gave off a loud whistle. All Xiaolong could hear now was the deafening screaming of the grey dragons as they rushed in.

It was almost over as fast as it started. Vrex was lying on the floor behind Vrex, having been dragged along, while Vrex held his curved knives to Kroan’s throat. Some of the other grey dragon’s kept the smaller bull that was sitting with him on the bench in place with their own knives. There was grunting and bellowing from the bulls echoing through the village. Most of them have realised what has happened, however some were still putting up a resistance. It would not be long before them too would come to realise however.

“Well this is the big and strong bull leader. Not much of a fighter, are you.” Vrex laughed, showing his teeth.

Kroan had black shiny fur covering his body, glistening in the sun. He was a monster of a bull man, huge bulging muscles anywhere where the body had muscles. His legs were as thick as Xiaolong’s entire body. Yet, he was not much taller than Vrex. The bulls were wearing loincloths as well, however much more elaborately designed ones made of different kinds of leathers and adorned with feathers. Embossed into Kroan’s horns, were golden and silver rings to signify his status as the leader which would only go to the next bull once he were to die. Another thing about the bull tribe Xiaolong could simply not ignore, was their smell. It was extremely pungent, but not terrible. It was a mix of dirt, sweat and the smell of a small tent after two people have just had sex in it for multiple hours. It actually aroused Xiaolong slightly, even standing this far away from the bull, and he could feel his cock strain against the cage.

The bull finally replied, his deep voice bellowing. “And who are you, sneaking up so cowardly on my village instead of fighting like true men!”

“The name is Vrex. And you better learn it quick, as a pet should know his master’s name well.” Again, the evil smirk rushed over his face, the same one he gave Xiaolong all these weeks ago.

“A pet!? I am nobody’s pet and will never be! We are the proud bull men, and I would rather die than submit myself to something so shameful!” Xiaolong’s cheeks reddened from embarrassment.

“Oh, do not worry. You will not die. And you will not find it shameful. Not once we break you.”

“Father!” The smaller bull next to them yelped, straining against the grey dragons grips. His fur was similarly black, however with some white markings running down his legs and arms. His muscles however were almost on par with those of his father. Adorning his snout was a large golden ring with a single white feather hanging from it.

Xiaolong could clearly see the annoyance in Kroan’s face that his son spoke up.

Vrex started laughing heartily, drawing some confused looks to him.

“Well isn’t that just fantastic. A little cute family, caring for each other. I think we should have some fun time together, to get to know each other a bit better, don’t you think?” The evil smirk again. Then he looked into the crowd of grey dragons.

“Round the others up.”

The fighting has finally fully subsided. The grey dragons were victorious, there was no question about it. Around the central place of the village, in the centre of which stood a large totem, depicting various bull heads carved of wood, gathered the grey dragons. They were standing in a circle around the centre, most of them holding one or two bull men in front of them. Some bulls had their hands tied up, others were on their knees, barely holding on to their consciousness. All of them were severely bruised or covered in cuts.

In the centre of the circle now stood only Vrex, Xiaolong, the leader of the bulls and his son. Vrex grabbed Xiaolong’s shoulder.

“It is finally time for you to truly prove yourself.” From his belt holding up the loincloth, Vrex produced a key. Xiaolong recognised it immediately.

“We don’t want anything to hold you back now, do we.”

With that, Vrex unlocked Xiaolong’s cock cage, dropping it to the sandy ground, covered in dried precum and piss. A moan left Xiaolong’s lips as his genitals could finally feel some freedom, and he could immediately feel himself getting slightly aroused. Vrex grabbed Xiaolong’s neck, holding him close to his face.

“Now listen closely. If you win this fight, you and your pathetic little village get to continue their sad existence. But if you lose, there will not be a single soul left that even remembers your tribe. So you better do your tribesmen proud, do you hear me.”

Xiaolong’s eyes widened. While their village was under complete subjugation of the grey dragons, it was nevertheless better then all of them dying. And he knew, that if the grey dragons were to kill them, it certainly would not be a quick and painless death.

He had to win, no matter the cost.

Vrex pointed to the leader’s son.

“He is your opponent. Your enemy.”

The hand on his shoulder pushed him forward. Vrex walked towards the leader, giving him a punch into the guts, and then pushing him with his paws to the side stand. His son looked at him helplessly, only whispering, “Father!” as he had to fight to hold back his tears. Then he stared at Xiaolong and his eyes changed into those filled with hatred. He tensed his muscles, making them bulge all over, and charged forwards as the grey dragons spectating cheered.

The bull was strong and heavy, however that meant he was slow. Xiaolong knew he had to use this to his advantage and use the bull’s own mass against him. But first he needed to tire him without getting hit a single time. Even one strike of the bull’s horns might be fatal. After some initial charges, the bull tried to change his tactic by hurling his fists at Xiaolong. Already just now, sweat was running down the bull’s entire body, each swing of his fists sending droplets flying into the dirt and onto Xiaolong who evaded every single punch without becoming winded.

He tried to avoid the bull’s gaze, but occasionally their eyes crossed. While Xiaolong knew that they were just another victim of the grey dragons and in reality he didn’t want to fight them, the bull looked at Xiaolong as if he was his enemy too, and just as bad as the grey dragons. That thought gripped Xiaolong’s attention just long enough for the bull to land a right hook into Xiaolong’s stomach, sending him flying backwards. He had to spit out blood and tried not to think about what his enemy might have just broken in his body. He could not stop here and doom his tribe to its end under the grey dragon’s paws.

The bull charged again at Xiaolong as he was trying to get up, and he finally saw his chance. As the bull approached, he ran towards him, sliding just in the last minute right under the bulls head, paws first into the bull’s legs. A loud crack echoed through the village.

Immediately Xiaolong jumped on the back of the bull, now laying flat in the dirt, screaming in pain, and he knew he had to end it. So he started pummelling the bull’s head with his own fists, hurting himself likely just as much as he did the bull. However, eventually he could feel that the bull was no longer struggling. He seemed to be barely conscious.

“I… I… give up. P.. please.” Xiaolong realised what just happened. He won. His village would continue living. But he almost killed an innocent person. It made him tear up. However his attention was quickly snapped back to reality when he heard a loud clap. It was Vrex, now approaching him.

“Well done pet. I have to be honest, I fully expected you get gored by those horns. But you really beat the mighty bull.”

The leader of the bulls strained against the two grey dragons holding him, screaming out, grabbing both Xiaolong’s and Vrex’ attention. “My son! What have you done! He did not deserve this, it should have been me!”

Vrex turned back to Xiaolong with a mischievous grin, pleased with the anguish he caused.

Still sitting on the bull’s chest, Xiaolong felt a pounding in his ears. His heart was about to jump out of his chest, his breathing was rapid and irregular and sweat was running down his body.

He realised his gaze just coming out of tunnel vision, finally taking in all of his surroundings. He could hear the cheers of the grey dragons, the screaming of the bull leader, the heavy breathing of the bull below him, lifting him up and down gently, and something else. He could feel his cock rub against the rough hide and short fur of the bull below him. And it felt good.

His cock has been locked up for so long, and all it experienced was pain. The bliss that just the gentle swaying of the short fur of the bull produced on his cock was almost overwhelming. He took a deep breath, trying to refocus. But by now his desires had clouded his mind so much that the decision on how to continue was already made.

He shifted his hips higher up on the bull, so that his crotch was hovering just above the bull’s face. And then, against all his morality, he looked at the bull.

“Clean it.”

The same words his master spoke to him so often now left his own lips. And he uttered them with the same malevolence as his master. This was not something Vrex ordered him to do, this came from his own desires that have been locked up for weeks.

The bull looked at him, tears in his eyes. He could see the seriousness in Xiaolong’s eyes, and after what the grey dragons have done to their village, he was afraid. So he opened his maw, and his long, thick bull tongue slid over the tip of Xiaolong’s cock, taking some of the precum with it back into the bull’s mouth. Xiaolong moaned loud enough for everyone around to hear and realise what was going on.

One of the grey dragons on the sidelines stepped forward towards Xiaolong, Vrex stopping him.

“Let him. Let him feel what real power feels like.”

Xiaolong could no longer fight the desire he had. He shifted up even further, now dropping his balls on the bull’s face.

“Breathe in deep. Then clean the sweat of them.”Again, images of Vrex doing the exact same thing many times to him flashed through his mind. He always did this after an especially hot and busy day. To give his toy something to enjoy and making it smell like his manhood for days.

The bull complied, and a loud snort could be heard. The bull’s father could no longer look and turned away, whispering to himself.

Xiaolong started rocking back and forth, dragging his balls across the bull’s rough tongue. His eyes rolled back as he fully embraced the pleasure he was finally feeling.

Snapping out of this bliss, he looked down at the bull again, unable to hide a smirk appearing on his face.

“Now be a good boy and open.” Again, the bull complied, allowing Xiaolong to slide his now rock-hard cock into his maw, throwing his head back in pleasure.

“So warm…”

Without Xiaolong having said anything, the bull started to gently sucking at the cock. However Xiaolong quickly pulled back on his hair, indicating for him to stop.

“Not yet. I want to finish this in a different way.”

The bull looked at him in confusion. Then his eyes widened.

Xiaolong had to take a piss ever since they started to attack the village, and now he finally had his opportunity. He pulled out his cock of the bull’s mouth as it started spraying hot piss all over the bull’s face. Drops of it entered his mouth before he could turn his face away in shame and close his mouth. The acrid liquid started to soak into his fur, and pooling below him.

“What a good boy. Now let me finally reward you.”

Xiaolong shook his cock, still sending a small stream of piss onto the bull’s face, wiping it on his fur, then standing up next to the bull. He couldn’t help but glance over at Vrex, whose face was filled with delight. While it was not audible, Xiaolong was certain that Vrex mouthed the words, Good boy at Xiaolong.

The bull, free to move now, but too afraid to try and escape, rolled onto his front, then sitting up on his knees. Worried, he asked: “And now?”

“Now you bent forward and let me do as I please. Do you understand?”

“O.. Okay.”

With the bull now on all fours, the grey dragons around started to snicker and laugh. Some of them could not hold their comments back.

“What a pathetic excuse for a son.”

“This is not the first time he bent over for sure!”

“Another good toy for us. Can’t wait to break it.”

The father of the bull finally screamed out.

“Shut up! All of you! You don’t get to treat my s…” He gasped for air. Vrex punched him with a right hook into his stomach, forcing him to curl up.

“You do not get to tell us to shut up. And don’t worry, you are going to be next.”

Xiaolong looked over at the father, still curled over. Then their gazes crossed, and Xiaolong could see the hatred in the eyes of Kroan. However it had no impact on his decision of what was to follow. He needed release. And that bull’s son was going to give that to him.

Xiaolong gripped the bull’s ass-cheeks. They were formed out of hard and well trained muscles and did not give way at all. He ran his paws towards the crack in the middle, like a perfect valley between two mountains. Then he pushed at the bull’s thick hole, feeling his whole body contract. He could hear the bull whimper.

“Don’t worry, I am sure you will enjoy this too.”

With that, Xiaolong pushed his finger in, then a second, making the bull arch backwards, taking a sharp breath in.

Pulling out his fingers, Xiaolong was not about to lose any time. With his cock nicely coated in the bull’s saliva, he rammed it into the hole, moaning out as it slid right in.

The bull grunted, trying not to give any other noise. He just wanted this to be over with. And so Xiaolong started thrusting in even deeper. His mind was completely clouded by the ecstasy he was feeling, his cock finally feeling something other than pain after all these weeks. After all the foreplay he now did however, he could feel that he was not going to last much longer. So he started thrusting out and in rapidly, moaning with each movement.

He gripped the bull’s thick ass-cheeks, thrusting in a final time deeply into him, throwing his whole body forward, face first into the bull’s firm back. His whole body convulsed as he pumped rope after rope of his seed into the bull’s asshole, still pushing in deeper with each shot. Just to keep himself from screaming out, he dug his maw into the bull’s tender meat on his back.

“Fuuuuck, you are so tight. I can’t stop!”

It took several minutes until Xiaolong finally shot his last drop of cum into the bull, who was now completely unresponsive, just staring at the dirt under him.

With that, Xiaolong just slid out of the bull, onto his back in the dirt, panting like crazy, closing his eyes for a moment. This was the first moment he has felt free since the grey dragons raided his village. And it felt so good.

As he opened his eyes again, Vrex stood above him.

“You did well, pup. Now get up, we are not yet done here.”

Instincts kicked back in, and Xiaolong jumped up, not wanting to anger his master. He looked over at the beast he just shot his load into, still kneeling on all fours, with white fluid leaking down his legs. Vrex touched Xiaolong’s shoulder, pointing him at the Kroan.

“Now I get to have my fun. But seeing how much you enjoyed this, I think we should do a fun activity together. Just one time, before you go back to being my personal fuck toy again.”

Vrex gestured at the dragons holding the bull leader.

“Get him over here!”

As he stepped closer, he did not look at his son, still in the dirt. It was painfully obvious that he had to force himself not to. Vrex noticed this.

“Look at him.”

The bull leader refused, still staring at Vrex.

“Do you want us to kill your entire village? If not, you better look at your son, cowering on all four like a fearful animal, dripping cum, do you hear me!”

He finally looked, fighting back tears.

“And now, we are going to have you release some of your pent up anger. And then, me and my toy are going to have some more fun.”

Vrex stepped closer to the leader, standing only a hair’s breadth away. He leaned as close as he could to his ear.

“Fuck him.”

With a smirk on his face, he stood back, watching as the bull’s leader face grimaced going from hatred, to fear, to sadness. His face finally showed that he knew he had to do it, to save his village.

“Forgive me son. Just think of something else, please.”

Vrex again addressed the leader.

“Good boy.”

The bull leader dropped his loincloth on the ground, kneeling behind his son with closed eyes as he began stroking his huge bull cock. It was even larger than Vrex’ cock, and even though Xiaolong opened up the younger bull, it was still going to hurt. About halfway up the cock was a thick ridge, which was also going to make it more difficult to go fully in. Xiaolong almost felt sorry for the younger bull if his mind would not still have been clouded by the bliss he just experienced.

Finally Kroan’s cock was fully erect, and he lined it up with his son’s hole, using some of Xiaolong’s cum to lubricate his own cock.

“I am so sorry.”

And with that, he pushed slowly in, making the bull under him yelp out in pain.

Vrex turned to Xiaolong, both of them still standing around, following the bull leader closely.

“Now we also get to join in. You take that end.”

He pointed to the younger bull’s face, then slowly walked behind Kroan, taking off his own loincloth. He was already fully hard.

“How about you smell the cock that is now going to rip you apart.” Vrex laughed again in his evil tone, then smothered Kroan’s face with his loincloth, holding it closely over his nostrils. Xiaolong knew exactly the scent that was right now invading Kroan’s nose, and it drove himself crazy, pumping blood into his cock again.

As Xiaolong kneeled in front of the young bull, he could see the soil under his face wet from tears and piss. Normally this would have horrified Xiaolong, but not now. Now, all he wanted was to feel those warm insides of the bull’s maw again. And Xiaolong wanted the bull to taste his seed, that was still leaking also from the bull’s ass hole, now helping his dad fuck him. All of this drove Xiaolong crazy. It should have disgusted him, but he just let his mind embrace the debauchery.

“Open up, toy.” The bull complied without a single word, allowing Xiaolong to slide his now hard cock back into the bull’s maw. He closed his eyes, caressing the bull’s face, enjoying the feeling of the rough, short fur, as the bull’s body was starting to get rocked back and forth through the motion of his father fucking him, and Vrex in turn fucking the bull leader.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze wandered over the situation he found himself in. The young bull, broken, closing his eyes in pain as his father rammed his massive cock deeper and deeper with each thrust, trying to get the ridge into him. The bull leader, smothered with Vrex’ sweat-soaked loincloth, that kept his eyes closed as he could not help himself sliding deeper into the hole, trying to think of anybody else kneeling in front of him. And behind that, Vrex, with his evil grin, tongue hanging out of his maw as he revelled in the pleasure he felt breaking an entire tribe and their strong leader, physically, as well as mentally. His eyes then locked with those of Xiaolong, giving him a look that seemed to say: “See, doesn’t it feel good to have power?”

All around them, the bulls tried to avert their gazes from their leader and his son in such a horrifying scenario, however some of the grey dragons forced their prisoners to watch, while others were by now stroking themselves, enjoying the show. It was going to be a long night, at the end of which, Kroan’s son was never going to be the same again, Kroan would be reduced to another pet of Vrex, and the bull tribe would experience the same fate that Xiaolong’s tribe experienced just weeks earlier.

None of them would be free ever again, simply existing to serve and worship their masters.