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The lizard trembled, eyes wide with fear as tears ran down his face, trembling under the long barrel of the hunting rifle pressed against his forehead. His arms were tied behind his back and his legs were bound securely to the sturdy tree behind his naked body. There would be no escape, he knew. He had long learned not to struggle against his captors.

The dinosaur at the other end of the rifle was already smiling at the look of terror in the lizard's face from where he knelt. The growing scent of fear caused him to adjust his swelling cock inside his pants. He took another look down the sights, making sure the angle of impact would reach the bulls-eye of the target placed on the tree, even if it was blocked by the lizard's forehead. Moving his finger onto the trigger, he pushed the barrel more firmly against the lizard's face - enjoying the way his eyes squeezed shut and his head was pushed back against the tree. Holding the gun tight against his shoulder, the dino squeezed the trigger, propelling the bird shot round through the lizard's skull and leaving a splatter of gore and grey matter onto the target sign. Some of the bloody spray that impacted the target splashed back onto the hunter's hi-vis vest.

"Damn... that's a nice kick" the dino said as he opened the breech and watched the twitching body of the dying lizard as it flopped down onto the grass around the base of the tree as smoke from the spent round curled in the cool air. He loved to come down to the local gun-shop, especially since the owner had converted the plot of land in his nearby home into a private testing range.

"I told ya, Sid. Recoil ain't much of a problem with this brute, but ya can't go shootin' it without a proper brace. Course, that's what ya get with a rifle like that. You'd only use shot that small fer the funny patterns, though. Not much point in peppering anything with BBs like that, not that it'd hit anything over 10 feet away"

"Oh... I wouldn't say that. Just look at the way his eyes bug out? But if it'll make you happy, I'll fire a Winchester. Got another target?"

"Course I do. Got another hundred?"

"You know I'm good for it."

"Heh heh, I do love yer money"

The lizard was hauled out of his cage and dropped down next to the corpse of one of his old block mates - only now there was a gaping hole in the back of his skull. His gaze was torn away from the bleeding corpse as he heard the distinctive sound of a rifle being cocked. Turning around, he saw a dinosaur kneeling down, a rifle already braced against his shoulder and pointed straight at the lizard.

"M... mercy, please- please, don't k-kill me!" the lizard cried as the store owner secured the chain between his feet around the tree - making sure he couldn't get away.

"Oh, this ain't about killing you. This is just to scare ya. Now, open that mouth o'yours"

The lizard, too frightened to risk rebelling, slowly opened his mouth.

"Wider, and stick that tongue out" the dino said, his hand moving down to open his trousers and fishing out his erection. Slowly stroking himself, he pushed the barrel into the lizard's maw - enjoying the quiet squeals of terror as the warm metal pushed against the moist flesh of the lizard's mouth.

"Keep it in there, boy. Or yer gonna end up worse than that pussy friend of yours. Here's how it's gonna work. You keep licking that barrel until I cum, and you don't start crying like a faggot, and I'll let ya go"

The hunter smirked at the lizard at the end of the rifle. He loved the award expression on his face, the scrunched-up nose to avoid the smell of blood and death in the air, mixing with the fear and humiliation of sucking on a gun.

"That's it, taste that metal..."

The lizard struggled to keep himself still, forced to endure the hard metal shaft in his mouth, causing him to gag. He could taste the scorched powder of the previous round as it dried out his throat. He coughed, saliva dribbling from his. He couldn't help his eyes watering as he tried desperately to keep sucking and licking on the rifle. The smell of the hunter's pre-cum became stronger, causing the lizard's gaze to move to the throbbing shaft that slowly dripped pre onto the grass.

"Good boy... not much longer now" the hunter said, keeping the barrel pressed deep in the lizard's maw as he stroked his rock-hard erection, occasionally looking down at the still twitching feet of his first target. The toes and tail-tip still curled as the body finally released the load of urine from its bladder. At the fresh scent of fear-filled piss, the hunter felt himself going over the edge. He pulled the rifle back - quicker than the fresh target could react - causing it to pop out of the lizard's mouth.

"Uh oh! I thought we had a deal, fag. Guess yer just another weakling"

*BANG*

The lizard's head was pushed backwards from the force of the shot - the bullet propelled into the gaping maw and pushing through the softer tissues at the base of the tongue. Unlike the first victim, there was a much cleaner exit wound. The bullet had pushed through the lizard's neck, destroying the flesh and blood vessels but only grazing the spine itself. The body flopped backwards against the tree and slowly fell over to the side, its legs and tail kicking and thrashing within the chains that bound them. The hunter quickly returned his trigger-hand to his cock, squeezing out a large load of cum that spattered down onto the flailing lizard. The blood streamed out of the gaping hole in the target's neck, a horrific bubbling noise being made each time the lizard struggled to breathe. He could see how the dying lizard was pulling against the chains around his arms, trying to reach the hole in his neck to keep him alive - not that it would help, and not that he would ever break links that strong.

"So, what ya think Sid?"

"Oh, you sure weren't lyin'. That's a smooth shot. And it's so good to see their legs millin' like that. I swear, you must breed'em special to keep kicking like that."

The hunter and gun-shop owner looked on as the lizard's body slowly rolled onto its back - exposing the full damage of the shot. The tongue lolled out of the lizard's mouth, a strand of saliva dripping down to the hole in the back of the lizard's mouth that leaked blood onto the already sodden grass. The force of the blast had caused a few teeth to be pushed out of their sockets, keeping a look of shock on the dying lizard's face.

Sid adjusted his cap before tucking his cock away. "So... when do ya get a new batch of targets?"

"Soon as the prison can get'em to me. Want me to save ya some more?"

"Maybe... they last a while with the win-mags if ya aim right. He's still twitchin'"

"Heh heh, yep. Usually I only use bird shot in the double-barrelled or pump shotguns, somethin' to use on a moving target at short range. Hunter rifle like this is better used with the big boys"

"Yeah... the first one fell over with barely a twitch. Where's the fun in that? Although I'll certainly buy this beaut off ya"

"Of course ya will. I got standards, Sid. You cum from a gun, you bought it"