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A Wolfess' Tumble

Content Warnings for: Blood, Foul language, Non-Consent/Rape.

Italics outline internal dialogue.

The metal towers raked through the patchy overcast sky, worlds above her. Their sides were covered with some see through barrier. It allowed her to see through it, but refused to let anything else pass, even the rain. It had perplexed her at first. Dar recalled that first experience, where she had walked into it without realising, bruising her nose. Cast over that strange material, green vines and other flora clambered up them, high above. Dar, now strode between those buildings of the old city, shrouded in her full body cloak, and where that didn't cover her, fine cream fur flowed in the breeze. She was as elegant as any other wolfess in her tribe, maybe even finer than most.

Her whiskers twitched with the wind as she walked forwards on her two bare paws. One of which was covered by a black fur, like a sock. The other by her usual cream fur, polka-dotted with rusty splotches. The shaggy grey cloak that hung over her body covered her well, made to be the same colour as her own belly fur which scratched its way up to the bottom of the underside of her muzzle. The loose hood of her cloak hung on the nape of her neck, cradling her lush black hair from the wind, keeping it neat. The fur on the back of her ears the same colour as her hair. A satchel hung on the side of her waist, bouncing gently with each step onwards.

Dar's young, bark coloured eyes spied the entrance of a large building across the clearing she strode through. The entrance must have sat at least 2 dragon widths wide, easily large enough to swallow a crowd of a dozen people stood side by side. Within it, rested a dark expanse hiding all the building's secrets and some others of this old place. It called to her, sparking all of her curious nature alight and making her stunning eyes twinkle. This city clearly abandoned long before she was even a pup, even if she hadn't been told so by her elders. It baffled her, a maze of metal standing against the formidable might of nature, yet not a single trace of its inhabitants, except the things they left behind. She yearned to explore it all and find out every secret, find all the answers and what happened here. Her tongue darted past her lips and licked her chops, hunger teasing her so at the thought.

If only I was allowed to come here more often, she considered. The only excuse allowing her leave of the tribe, to come here, was that of her own heat cycle and not wanting to be bred by the unruly males of her tribe, they dragged their muzzles behind her just for the scent of her. They stalked her vigorously while she was in heat, like rabid savages. That was what her smell did to them this time of year. Luckily the elders let her come here during it, merely just to escape them and their non-stop harassment. She giggled slightly at the thought of what one of those males would do to even get close enough to touch her without her snarling up a storm at him, the mischief she could make of one of those heat blinded beggars.

Her paws trodded on the uneven ground below, grass and ferns brushing against her ankles as her black beans squished into the dirt. It tickled the underside of her long shaggy tail which swooshed about behind. The black skin on Dar's nose flexed as she sniffed the air, catching the scents of petrichor. The air betraying imminent rain from the swirling clouds above. Dar focused on the doorway ahead again, curiosity leaking out at what she might find in the maze of metal rooms and dark hallways. It licked the fur on her hackles up slightly and put a bounce in her step. The wind caught the edges of her cloak with her bouncy stride, flapping it gently with the breeze that twisted between the towers around her. The weak shadow of the building before her, swallowed her figure as she got ever closer. The structure reached up a few levels, not quite as high as the other towers. So Dar presumed the sun must have been on its final marks of the day for the shadow to reach out so far.

The dirt churned to cold cut stone under paw as she closed in, the doorway beginning to loom over her. She was happy to get inside and explore away from the rain that was soon to fall. The wind halted as she got but a few steps from the entrance, whiskers going taut and fur resting flat on her exposed coat. The tufts of fur in her ears settling all the same. She stepped before the doorway and stopped, staring into the darkness for anything that may lurk within, her ears twisting and scanning for any noise beyond the cusp. Alert so that nothing may surprise her, especially for nasty creatures that may not appreciate her presence. There were plenty of such things in this place, sheltering in the old metal husks.

Shortly there after, self assured that nothing nasty waited within the immediate depths of the structure, Dar stepped into the dark before her. The metal floor echoed out as she stepped within the room. She couldn't tell its size immediately as it was far too dark, but her eyes quickly adjusted to show the space before her. It was a fairly bland open room, with a few doorways at its far end. The only defining features within being a very rusty floor and the nearly pristine walls etched and carved with images she was yet to make out. The magic here obviously only partially working, she gathered, protecting all but the rusted out floor. She knew that much of this place for certain already, it was preserved by condensed stores of magic which protected the buildings mostly from decay and damage, as was custom for what she had seen of this city.

Dar paid close heed to the murals on the walls, spotting images of dragons and the strange two legged creatures that weren't quite like her or her brethren. The elders had called them skinnies or humans when she asked about them, but they refused to elaborate much more about them. She also spotted pictures of the city and its towers, as well as fountains and parks. Running lines flowed between images and formed stories in their wake, stitching the murals together. The first time she'd ever seen these images she had spent empty weeks sat before it, trying to decipher what they meant.

Dar meandered over towards one carving in particular she recognised. She had found it in another building, and it told what she assumed was a story about a skinny and a dragon working together to create the metal and build the city. She brushed a patch of moss from part of the mural, clearing it up, before sitting on the floor near it. Her fluffy rump settling on the metal, and her tail brushing away bits of nearby leaf litter. Luckily her heat had not yet progressed to the point where this was overly uncomfortable yet. She stared at the images next to the story mural and caught sight of a carving of an anthro canine, not far unlike herself. It reminded her of one of the elders. The thoughts of whom suddenly leaked into her mind again.

The elders had tried to convince her to stay with the tribe for the duration of her heat, and prevent her from coming here. They obviously hadn't been keen on it this year and clearly had plans for her prepared. Blatantly those of linking her up with some unworthy runt this cycle, for her to carry the pups of. The thought sickened her, and so did the realisation that in the not distant future they would stop her coming here altogether and force her carry a litter. It simply just didn't sit with her, she wanted to explore and find every secret of this world, not be a mother to a litter of pups and bitch to some stupid runt. She was lucky to have made it here for this cycle of her heat at least, another year avoiding that inevitability. It had taken her days to convince them in the end, whereas before they simply just sent her here without a fight, as well as other young women to protect them from the males.

A long sigh escaped her soft muzzle, all she wanted was to explore this place after all. At least she was here now, another year avoiding fate. Dar reached a paw into her satchel and pulled a smooth pale rock from it, she lifted it to her mouth and licked it. The rock began to glow gently, the light grew slowly before allowing her to make out the whole room with ease, its light banishing the shadows. This rock was one of the relics she had found buried in this metal tomb of a city and a mightily helpful one it was. The doorways at the end of the room stood out, the light unable to vanquish the darkness beyond them, leaving dark squares in the walls. Each space big enough to fit a dragon, which was an ongoing theme with the buildings. As she stood up, she shoved away the depressive feelings dragged on by the thoughts of pups and the elders of her tribe.

As Dar raised to her full height, she did a little shake to shed herself of the stress, her cloak rustled about and her ears and lips flapped. Her fur catching the air as she shook and she nearly pulled the hair from the hood of her cloak. After that she spied the dark doorways and made way for them, the patter of her paws on the metal echoing once again. One doorway in particular caught her eye, the distinctive purple glow of magic radiating from the darkness beyond it. She aimed her path for that one specifically, always eager to observe the magic within the pipes up close. The way it glowed captivated her, as well as her ideas of how the old skinnies and dragons had managed to someone capture such a thing and keep it contained for usage. She'd seen the things it powered, massive machines of some sort doing a role beyond her imagination. As she approached it, the rusted floor poked at her exposed toe beans.

The rusted metal grew rough and vile under her paws, the floor itself cracking around her with each step. It gave away with a misguided step and Dar fell through the floor, the fatigued metal failing. The space around her moved rapidly, she grasped out to grab the floor as it zipped past, but it merely dissappeared as her arm hit it, the rusted metal turning to dust. She dropped through the open air, slamming onto a hard floor a distance below. Her ankle shifted awkwardly and she hit her head on the hard floor. The room reverberated with a harsh clang of her body falling limp on metal. Dazed, Dar lifted her head, attempting to gather her surroundings. The room was dark, but a faint purple glow of magic emanated from some pipe on the far side of what she thought was the room. Her light rock had smashed and extinguished on the floor and little other light was in the room for her to make out much but basic shapes until her eyes adjusted again. Her ankle with the black sock like fur, throbbed painfully. Dar's raving breaths gradually steadied as she calmed herself after the fall.

Her ears flicked about, searching for any noise in the room, evaluating the space. Hopefully proving more useful than her poor vision. At first nothing seemed amiss. But then she heard a slight raspy breath in the dark. She stared at the space where the breath came from, and slowly made out a body in the corner of the now small room. The glow of magic allowing her to see at least a little. She stifled her breath and forced her racing heart to slow. Her head began to clear with her calming heart. She could make out more of the creature, it had shiny and bumpy skin. Raspy breathing and likely a bit bigger than she. No that isn't skin, those are scales, she realised by the strange purple glow on its body.

She stared down at the creature, luckily for her still unstirred and what she thought to be asleep. Coming to the realisation it could be a dragon, but it lacked horns. A wyvern then. She evaluated. Not a good outcome. Dar looked around the rest of the room, filled with close walls and just next to the wyvern a staircase leading up. She thanked her luck. Dar sat herself on the metal, which she realised was not solid but instead a grate covering the actual floor further below. She ran her hand down to her ankle and grimaced as a spike of pain ran up her leg when she touched it. Her ankle wasn't feeling good, but at least as she felt over it, pushing through the discomfort, she felt nothing amiss, hopefully just a sprain.

With the new knowledge of her own condition, she shifted onto her knees and slowly climbed to her feet, testing her ankle. Her lips snarled and she bit back a whine that dared to escape her, it was uncomfortable but she could walk. Slowly Dar began to hobble towards the stairway, pushing through the pain nipping at her joint. Abandoning the useless smashed light stone behind and towards a lesser predicament. Dar's footsteps clanged loudly on the metal grid in the small room as she fought back her whimpers. She heard the wyvern begin to stir as she made it halfway to the stairs and watched it intently for the slightest movement. But it merely made the noises of a dog being woken from a deep sleep by food. She hoped she would be far away from the room before that thing was a problem.

Dar stumbled slightly and rolled on her bad ankle as she walked across the room. She bit her lip to stifle the yelp that wanted to run from her. She crept along, getting closer to the stairs and her escape. The wyvern continued to stir and her ears caught the noise of it sniffing the air as it started to wake. A rustle of its wings shifting, lingered in the space as she limped with renewed pace towards the stairs. She fell forwards with another stumbled step, but caught herself on the railing leading up the steps and pulled herself up. Dar climbed the stairs as fast as she could, which was an agonisingly slow pace. One by one she climbed out the room. Cold, sharp talons wrapped around her injured ankle, halting her. She let out a cry as the talons grasped her tightly and whined as she attempted to pull her ankle free but failed. A mass pushed up against her ass, brushing her tail aside and she felt cold air rush around her as she heard the wyvern snort the air.

She yelped at the unexpected intrusion and yanked herself up the stairs via the old railing. Pulling from the grasp of the wyvern as pain shot up her complaining leg. Which she merely grinded her teeth at. Dar stumbled up the stairs quicker than she had thought possible with her injury. Clambering up pairs at at time. Her tail, swished back against her arse, covering it from further intrusion. The pain welling tears into the crooks of her eyes and she folded her ears down flat. Sharp points stabbed into her waist through her cloak and she stopped abruptly, rows of teeth digging into her sides. She was ripped off the stairwell, railing pulled without a fight from her grasp. Dar yelled out in surprise, the canine notes of her voice echoing away towards the taunting freedom she had just missed.

Hot breath soaked through her cloak and around her waist as she was momentarily held in place. The teeth biting down harder into her as she was dragged down rest of the stairs and back into the purple room, pulled to its center. She kicked and screamed in protest, desperate to free herself from the wyvern. The teeth relinquished and she fell onto the metal grid in the middle of the room, she looked up panicked and saw the wyvern sat infront of the stairs blocking them. Her only course for freedom, barred by her new captor. Dar cursed the beast under her breath. It thrusted its neck out towards her and sniffed the air near to her, drool leaking from the gaps between its scaly maw.

Dar crawled backwards, trying to escape the beast and ended up with her back against the far wall from it. Fear leaked into her and drenched the room with its stench as she panted thick with it. The wyvern still sat opposite, beady eyes staring as it sniffed the air, huffing heavily. Dar stilled herself despite the terrifying circumstances, realising she wasn't in immediate danger of being attacked by it. She glanced around the room, checking for anything she missed, especially any escape options. Only being led to the hole in the ceiling she had originally fallen through. If she could reach it, she might just be able to escape as long as more of the rusted floor didn't fall apart. Dar braced herself against the wall and rose to her feet. She began to limp towards the hole, the wyvern watching intensely.

Dar looked up at the aged metal, just out of her reach, but if she jumped she might be able to catch a hold of it. Maybe escape wasn't as far away as she thought. She bent her knees and braced herself for the imminent pain about to strike her. She shakily paused for a moment, gathering courage. Sighed and jumped. Pain rippled up her leg, nearly causing her to loose focus on the task at hand. She groped out at the metal floor and gained a handhold. She pawed at it with her other hand and began to pull herself upwards. Below an angry growl, like hissing steam, echoed from the wyvern. Teeth clamped around her dangling leg, she kicked at it, striking the maw with her free leg. The wyvern tugged at her and the metal slipped from her grasp. Dar cried out as she fell and crashed into the hard floor again, slumping onto it like some nasty bed.

The wyvern held her down instead of immediately letting her go this time. It hissed through the teeth that clutched her leg. When it let go, its wing talons fell onto her. One set on her arm and another crushing her breast and boob, pinning Dar. The wyvern slithered about on top of her and she felt a mass press into her crotch as it let out a rapid series of snorts. She raised her head, catching eye of the wyvern's snout buried between her legs, sniffing wildly at her. She swung out an arm to swat at it but it just ignored her, transfixed on her crotch. Out from its maw, a long thin tongue flickered. It ran along her cloak, which luckily covered her lower area. But it slickened it with saliva and the wyvern whined out. Dar, thanked the stars that it could not get past her cloak, as a slight feeling of relief came over her.

The wyvern lurched forwards and grabbed the base of Dar's cloak in its maw and tugged at the fabric, the cloak stretched and ripped slightly with the tug. The wyvern pulled again and with it a large chunk of her cloak came free, ripped apart with an awful tearing noise. The wyvern flung it aside as the cold air rushed to Dar's crotch and tickled her plump, heat inflamed canine spade. She caught eye of the wyvern as it turned its attention to her now exposed crotch and leant towards it. Its tongue snaked out of its mouth and flicked the edge of her spade. Dar gasped at the rough sensation, feeling a dozen barbs catch the soft skin of her pussy. The wyvern's tongue flicked out again and dragged slowly over her engorged cookie, barbs dragging through the fur next to it before roughly tugging at her. She attempted to kick out at the wyvern, but only ended up moving her leg in a way which allowed it better access.

"Get off me you beast!" Dar screamed, desperately kicking out again to little avail.

The wyvern simply kept ignoring her, unfazed and barely inconvenienced by Dar's desperate squirming. Its tongue darted out again and slithered over her pussy, the barbs dragging along the flesh again, the feeling forcing an unconsented moan from her. She half heartedly swatted again at the reptile but her feeble attempt was thwarted by lusting heat which addled her head. That side of her screaming to relinquish her fight and submit to the beast between her legs. The tongue shifted over her fleshy mound, rubbing at the slits and pushing against the plump meat. Barbs raking on the skin and her cream fur around it. Each tug stabbing Dar with a whip of erotic pleasure that dazzled her. The long tongue rolled about her spade and coiled around it, squeezing it in the middle of the twirling muscle, coating the edges with slick saliva.

The grip of the tongue unfurled after a firm squeeze which caused her to grope at the grated floor below. The tongue rolled, slathering an extra layer of spittle onto her entrance before she felt the pointy, barbed tip poke at the folds of her vulva. The wyvern firmly pushed the muscle between the plump edges, worming its way into her. Dar yelped with surprise before crying out a moan as it crawled deeper inside her, spreading her apart gently. Dar cursed her body and the wretched heat that addled her thoughts as a stray idea of the wyvern fucking her caused her face to flush with a spurt of warmth. Pleasure kissed her abruptly as the wyvern jolted forwards, forcing itself deeper into her, some part of it brushing against her clit, folded within her spade. Her body jolting with the sensation.

Just as the pleasure faded from her, she regained her senses slightly, heated thoughts fading for a second. A wicked shame pulled on her, how could she really be enjoying this monster forcing itself upon her? She attempted to move again from under the wyvern's mass, angling her hips slightly, managing to pull the tongue out of her by a small amount. Dar yelled in surprise as a sharp scratching sensation ripped deep inside of her. The barbs, she remembered. She gyrated her hips to push the tongue back inside her and the feeling quickly vanished. Dar hastily becoming not so keen to get the wyvern out her pussy. The beast shuffled and its scaled lips pushed into her spade, rubbing her clit yet again. Dar fought against letting out a lusty moan, but it echoed throughout the room anyways.

The spade around her entrance grew taut and pulled outwards as the wyvern began to retreat its tongue from Dar's depths. The barbs deep inside her caught and tugged at the walls of her pussy. Her lusty moan came ribbed with a cry of discomfort as the sensation mixed with the euphoria of her clit getting stroked by the retreating muscle. The heat swinging back to muddy her rational thoughts as the wyvern rubbed her so. Dar's body begged for more and she could feel the wetting of liquid leaking out of her spade, drenching her fur. The barbs pulled out any of the decency left within her, as the tongue exited from her with a wet slurch. Leaving her depths feeling hot and sensitive. She laid down flat, back against the metal floor, realising she had arched her back away from it. Her moist, hot breath panted out of her muzzle as she settled, finding herself after being lost the last few moments.

Dar felt shame flush over her again as the wave of pleasure, that had just had a firm grip over her, retreated. She dared not look at the scaly creature between her legs, not wanting to entice more shameful thoughts. She could hear it slurping away, likely on the fluids that it had just pulled from deep within her. Probably savouring on the scent of her musky heat too. Dar clenched a hand against the metal below and tried to push herself away from the wyvern, but it just held her firm, putting more weight onto her. Squishing her breast further, forcing uncomfortable pressure onto her boobs. She resisted further, soliciting a growl out of the wyvern, prompting her to halt. It wasn't getting her anywhere anyways, just as before. Dar stared at it, its neck bent oddly to allow it to rest its head between her thighs and have access to her most sensitive areas. The purple light pulling a soft glow from behind it and shining on a few patches of scales, its wings at the end of the talons holding her down, blocking out a good portion of the room.

It finished lapping at the fluids coated around its lips and on its tongue, looking back to her pussy and pushing its angular head towards her again. This time it opened its maw wide open, scores of knife like teeth appeared in a row on the upper and lower jaw. Dar braced as it moved its open mouth around her groin, a tooth catching a bit of fur here or there, but failing to scratch the skin below. Strands of saliva stretched out like a web between the teeth, catching her fur and sticking to it. The wyvern's tongue shifted about between its jaws, twirling and curling like a snake about to strike. Dar shied away from it, but it only set it off. The wyvern's tongue shot out and crashed between the folds of her canine mound and the jaws latched down on her belly and ass. A noisy breath left her as the appendage slipped again into her, forcing its way inside her clenched channel with ease.

Dar's belly and crotch wettened under the hot breath of the wyvern as it pushed into her, air ruffling the part of her cloak still covering the unmolested part of her body. She squirmed under her captor as its teeth slid along her fur and the tongue delved deeper. It slid back and forth within her, almost lapping at her insides like a dog, scratching at her flesh with those barbs at the end of its tongue. The motions rubbing against her ever aroused clit, her breaths becoming slightly ragged, getting lost in lust. As Dar's body arched under a wave of ecstasy, as her clit was massaged again, the wyvern clamped down. The teeth dug into her as it pulled her closer, forcing that tongue ever deeper, causing her to yelp. The wyvern kept it up, lapping away at her internals, slightly sucking at her body that was trapped between its jaws. As the tongue began to retreat, Dar almost felt a wave of relief as the barbs failed to catch the walls of her passage. She could feel waths of liquid flowing from her mound as the wyvern pulled out, the barbs finally catching on the skin of her spade as it came out. Afterwards lapping up the fluids that had leaked onto her fur.

Dar's pussy throbbed and twitched, begging for another round as the wyvern's tongue hovered over it, tickling the exposed skin slightly. It came back down and pushed into her, with another gasp leaking from the lips of her muzzle. She leant her head back against the cold metal as it burrowed into her, rubbing pleasure from her. It pushed in deeper then before, tickling the entrance of her womb and causing her to start panting wildly. The air becoming intoxicated with the smell of her breath and scent of her heat, a slightly sweet smell of honey and morning dew. The wyvern abused her with lapping waves of pleasure, the tongue pushing her cookie wide open and soaked with saliva and pussy juice. It pulled out from her, barbs less abrasive than the first few times and more like scratching an itch instead of digging into sensitive flesh.

The next assault failed to come, instead the wyvern pulled its imprisioning jaws from her fur. Strands of spittle and other juices linked between its teeth and her body. The wyvern repositioned over her and Dar saw its penis hanging out from its slit. The prehensile cock writhed about, groping out towards her spade, clutching at the air between them. As the wyvern moved, he lifted his weight from her to climb further over her, dragging his penis closer. Dar instantly took action, kicking aside her heated lust for rational thoughts and began shoving herself away from the wyvern and his large dick. It must have rivaled her arm for length, the thing nearly scraping along the floor as the wyvern moved. As she scrambled, she made good distance from the beast, her body sliding away over the grates. The wyvern looked up at her and growled with horrific intensity, Dar's heart dropped. He lurched forwards and clawed at her leg with a wing talon, then lunged at her. His maw opening to reveal the glistening rows of sharp teeth just before his might slammed around her throat. Her scream of terror only gurgled in her throat, not even that fast enough to escape him.

The wyvern's continued growl shook her fur as his teeth dug into her skin, welling blood in their craters. Dar's hands scratched against the metal floor, clawing at the grates, desperate to pull herself away from the wyvern. Tears welled from her eyes as the sharp pain lashed at her throat. The wyvern's barbed tongue poked out and she could feel it lapping at the blood on her neck, the barbs combing her fur. Her panicked breaths partially suffocated under the brute's vice like grip, squishing her feeble neck. He manipulated it, forcing her under him. Dar's hands shot up, grabbing at his head and neck, claws trying to tear at his scales or even to pry him off herself. The wyvern growled louder, filling her with the tremors of his vibrations. More tears licked the fur under her eyes as she wheezed. He easily pushed her neck against the floor below him. A weak gasp escaped her as she felt his cock stroke the inner edge of her thigh, the wet tip matting her fur.

This is it. She thought. This is the way it is going to happen. Her helplessly clawing at this beast while it forced her own virginity from her, she should have just let the males at the tribe stalked her instead. She weeped silently. At least they might have been gentle about it.

Dar cried out as the wyvern's tip slid menacingly across her thigh and up onto her stomach. It briefly slid under her ruined cloak, coating the whole space in wet and sticky pre. The wyvern adjusted and his claws pinned down her arms, no escape existed for her now. Nor had it really since she woke him. Fate had been cruel to her. She cried in her mind as she felt his pride pull down her belly, getting closer and closer. It would breed her, no matter her own struggle and disagreement. At least the sensation distracted her from the teeth buried in her neck. Then it happened. Nothing she could do would stop it, the wyvern's penis stroked the edge of her spade, tickling the sensitive skin in a bout of arousal, everything pre-lubed and ready for it. Dar's breathing hastened, causing a wheezy rasp to echo in the room since the growling had ceased. He was big, she could feel it just from the weight pushing against her pussy, if not for what she had seen just moments ago of it. She knew she wasn't ready for it, the tongue already having been nearly too much to handle, with that knowledge she begged the darkness of the room to be kinder to her than the monster holding her down.

A shiver ran down her as his penis slid against the folds of her pussy. She cursed her own body and the wretched lusty heat that dared to take hold of her once again. The cock circled around her spade for a second after probing for her entrance, stimulating the flesh and smearing further pre cum on her already matted fur. Dar felt it adjust and the tip dragged to her hole, pressure mounting behind its mass. Her own spade twitched at the sensation, her opening obeying cursed lust and trying to pull him inside. His penis pried its way into her, her pussy spreading apart under its desire. A suffocated gasp escaped her as he pushed down into her, with not an ounce of care. Dar writhed under his bulk as he slid deeper, the force pushing her ass into the grates below. Her legs quaked as he went deeper and deeper inside her, further than she could have even imagined a canine partner may have. The wyvern shuffled his grip on her and pushed her head harder into the floor below, in the same motion forcing his cock further yet, still not done. His brutish bulk pressed against her body as flares of pain rippled out from her virgin pussy and stretching spade.

Heat burned in her depths and she struggled out a suffocated whine of pain as tears dared to flow again. His scales scratched at her fur as his cock punctured her, daring to push into her womb itself. The wyvern's girth pulling apart the skin around her mound and her clit slid against his shaft as it all went taut. Dar gurgled a noise as his thrust stopped, her claws digging into the floor and her body arched to get as far away from his lengthy mass as possible. She considered the floor may pull up with her if she tugged at it any harder from the discomfort and burning pain. The wyvern started to pull from her depths, his shaft rubbing her clit and her lust flared, kicking her pains aside. The tongue lapping at her bleeding neck making her feel hot. All while a wave of relief splashed over her, growing as the massive cock emptied from her. Dar daring a blissful moan through her teeth as her clit was massaged by his nigh full length.

All but his pointed tip pulled free of her black, moist cookie, as the relief came to an end. The bliss of the pullout kissing her gently. The wyvern's throbbing mass began to push back inside of her narrow passage, tickling moans from her. A deep welling pressure started to pulse gently within her, the wyvern pushing down to it, his cock grinding against her in just the right ways, drawing exotic arousal from far within herself. Again his might pulled her tight pussy taut, threatening to rip her apart, but she solely felt ecstasy. The wyvern loosened his grip around her neck as he reached his summit and Dar growled out a pleasure filled moan, her ears flicking back with it. The pain left her, displaced by her lusty thoughts and pleasure filled body. She felt the wave of relief but also a tinge of sadness as he pulled himself free of her again. His cock collided with her inflamed clit as he did so, striking her with renewed bliss. Her canine pussy pulled at the sides of his penis as he removed himself, it begged him to stay inside her, to fill her. Desperate for him.

He pumped into her again with new vigor. Dar's hackles raised, erected by the building pressure within, the bliss trying to escape her. The weeping feeling of her torn flesh long forgotten under the might of his mass and the amazing feelings he drove so far into her. Dar grabbed at his scaly neck, embracing him, she angled her hips to allow him further access, to go deeper, to breed her. He slid against her jewel with his entire mass as his bulk pushed down onto her belly. Her body quaked as he did so. Dar felt him enter her womb and kicked her hip up into him, begging him further. The wyvern trilled with pleasure as she did so, licking softly at her neck. All her fear and resistance dissipated and she gave into her lust. She was his thing... his fuck toy now. He seemed to have noticed too as he loosened the grip around her neck just a little more. The feeling more loving than the oppressive dominance of earlier.

The wyvern gently pinned her down as he pulled out again, she shivered as he emptied from her. Her legs shaking uncontrollably and the pressure within welling up, she felt like she'd explode soon if he kept this up. Her face flushed with a wave of heat at the idea, how nice that would be. Dar noted the soft purple glow ricocheting off his scales, the muscles shifting underneath as he readied for another thrust into her. The soft but beady eye that stared back at her exploring gaze, he trilled softly at her and slammed his cock harder than before into her. Dar pushed her hips against him, but her ass buffeted into the grates below and her whole body shifted under his eager desire. Dar planted her paws on the floor and pushed back again into his delving motion. She forced her cookie up his shaft as he went deeper. A spare hand stroked his neck, the scales gently rubbing against her paw beans. She cried out in ecstasy as he hilted her and her head rocked back as his scaled slit pushed against her squished and stretched spade.

Dar gyrated her hips into him, begging more length than the wyvern had to give as he pushed into her. The bulk of his mass crushing her pelvis and tail lustfully on the floor. The tip of his cock punctured her womb and she yelped out a moan of pleasure, he slammed her against the floor another time and she overflowed with lust. An itchy heat consumed her entirely, the skin under her fur flush with hot spots. The pressure inside her bursting out against his cock, something inside her shifting. Dar went limp on the cold metal, her mate over her crushing her with his own animalistic lust. He could have her, she'd bare his pups if she could. The thick smell of her lusted heat flooded the air as she relaxed. The smell of musky honey and dew filling her nose. Dar's eyes flickered and she felt the wyvern growl deeply into her own fur, he twitched inside her and she felt him erupt within her womb. Heat flowed into her, and she felt his fluids fill her.

The wyvern jostled about on top of her as he finished, giving a few feeble thrusts into her slack body, pumping his final strands of load into her. His growl calmed and he laid atop her, coming to rest his head on her breast and over her shoulder. She felt his penis slowly shrink and pull from her, unleashing a torrent of built up pressure from her pussy, it spilled over the edges of her spade and dripped onto her tail and ass, wetting and matting her thick fur. A divine emptiness and bliss resided within her body and the wyvern weighed her down. He let out a little snort, almost like a happy sigh. Dar's heat addled thoughts began to leave her, but the fear of being bred dared not return. Satisfaction of being filled and well fucked pooled within her as seed and her own fluid leaked from her loose spade.

She sighed, sad it was actually over. The wyvern resting on her stirred, grunting as it did so. Its flaccid dick dragging on her fur a final time as he clambered off her body, he thudded over to a dark corner and Dar heard him settle and begin to lap at something. Likely cleaning his own mess off himself, she glanced over and saw what she thought she would. The wyvern running his tongue along his significantly shorter shaft, lapping up the sheen that reflected the purple light on it. Dar laid for a moment longer, spread out on the floor, bruised, aching and leaking cum on to her matted tail. Her neck hurt when she moved it, many small puncture wounds stabbing away at her. She shifted and rolled onto her front, before climbing slowly up to her feet. Her ankle still hurting her as she put her weight onto it. She kept her weight off it and hobbled toward the stairway, the one she had been so desperate to reach earlier. Now instead hoping he might stop her as his cum dripped onto the floor between her steps, thrumming a steady echo into the room.

Ravaged she grabbed the stair rail and pulled herself up the stairs, limping up every other one. Orange light shone down from the top of the stairs, getting brighter as she followed it up. The room above which she emerged into was brighter than below, setting sun's glow leaking through a doorway 2 dragons wide and a rusty, wolfess sized hole in the floor between her and the outside space. Dar started to limp towards the exit, far on the other side of the room. She caught herself halfway there. Maybe. She thought pausing for a moment. Maybe I could go for another round. It's not like I have anywhere better to be. Her eyes glanced through the hole in the floor as a mischievous feeling echoed in her. Her muzzle tightened into a sly smile.