A Safe Dragon
_ ** A Safe Dragon** _ _ ~~Collaboration with SnowDragon and Guardian Hawk_
This is the first part in a lengthy collaboration with Guardian Hawk, dusted up and made look all nicelike! It is based extensively on a series of interactions spanning a few months.
https://guardian-hawk.sofurry.com/
Couldn't have been done without the great assistance of his dragon! Enjoy the giiiiiift!
Length: 7600 words
The field was covered in lush, deeply green grass. Surrounded by trees nearly in a complete, neat little circle, the great and wide leafy branches flowing with the slow breeze in a long gentle rustle. For the flying creatures, who soared on the wind and the mountains their home it was a perfect spot to dip down and seek the ground, no matter the size. To hide from the weather or prying eyes of another. In this field, inside the break in the trees, stood a pair of dragons. They were as opposite to one another as any two creatures could ever be. One was blue, the other red. One was well built, deep red scales protecting bundles of muscles that could spring him in any direction as fast as the heart could desire, for zipping about. The other were lithe and light blue with a body built for soaring and hovering about in place. As different as they were from each other, they were both dragons in the fullest sense. While the red stood opposite the blue who sat upon his haunches, lengthy tail flopped out behind his body almost to the treeline. Something in particular had the red's attention, and it was not the dragon who sat before him. Rather, the gentle lashings of his tail in the air behind him and the darting of his eyes to and away were of a large bag off to the blue's left, a large carry bag that a dragon could set between his back so the strap did not interfere with the movement of his wings as he flew.
Between them a conversation was already underway, about events past and events ahead. The blue's softly smiling angular snout, his gaze more of a smirk towards the red whose thoughts were definitely on times past, and what those times meant for his immediate future. The blue's words added all the context, ending the previous conversation and starting something much deeper, his voice hinted with such lyrical tones bordering on otherworldly, and brooking no denial. "Good dragon," It was a phrase that brought a soft meep from the red draconic even as those words carried right on, a pause added for dramatic effect. "Now,"
"Sit like a good dragon. We have a lot of work to get you up to standard." His words spoke of another deed, perhaps fresh in both their memories, deeds unspoken. What couldn't be inferred from the blue's spoken word was easily understood from subtle darker red colours beginning to build across the cheeks of his snout and the slow twitches of his tail behind his form. With only a moment's worth of hesitation, he slowly shifted to sit on hind legs like the blue was before him, and a single sheepish word of acknowledgment mid act. Body settling as the grass scrunched up below the shifting weight. More of their previous conversation came to light, more of the previous act clearly fresh in the red dragon's mind. The twitching of his tail in a way echoed, not mirrored, by the quite lengthy appendage of the blue as the lips of his maw curved at their tips to finally complete a grin that perhaps was a lengthy time coming. It was a toothless grin, maybe even a friendly yet threatening smile. The tones of his voice trailing off in song like tones, wavering up and down. "Now you're only thinking of how good it's going to be totally, completely and utterly helpless."
It was with a quiet sound held in his maw that the red responded, mind running wild with the details it had been given and the details filled in by his own imagination and recent personal experience. Snout dipping in a slow, tiny little nod, speaking with just a hint of a shy, embarrassed stutter. "Yes... Knowing that soon I'll be, so very securely trapped," a soft shiver running down the length of his entire form, a soft huffed breath from between parted jaws mid sentence as the changing colour of his cheeks grew ever more present and visible. "Has a way of capturing the imagination!"
"Your paws, your senses," the blue laid out in a little verbal list, trailing off slowly between each one in that same, slow almost musically themed wavering joined by the soft leathery rustling of his wings adjusting upon his back. "Your body... Your arousal," drawing and savoring on almost every word. "Even your free will so totally constrained."
The grass began to react with the blue's continued, soft and teasing words, the red's claws wiggling, shifting in place and finally moving, lifting and pressed against his genital slit, rubbing with soft pants and ever deepening blush. Unable to suppress the sound any longer, he moaned at the words igniting the fires of his lust, memory and imagination. Every word laced with a soft, whimpered undertone. "I, yes. Recall how it felt, the last time... and that was only a few days..!" Shivers turned into one shudder across his form.
The sitting dragon turns, taloned forepaws drawing back on the zipper of the large black bag. He was drawing it out, intentionally so. But how slowly he drew open the fabric container was little compared to the display in actually removing the contents from it. Beginning to set out all of the tools upon the ground in front of the dragon sitting opposite from him on his haunches, writhing a little, touching, squirming... The tools revealed were many, and there were several duplicates. Even prior knowledge couldn't give the red any idea of what was to be made use of... There were plugs, for his maw and for under his tail of varying sizes, shapes... And a new rubber suit, which the blue spent an inordinate amount of time spreading out and being made ready for him. The rubber was much thicker than last time, a new shape and design for his paws and claws and for his limbs, tail and wings, and a much more developed, much thicker belt for his slit. The reflective shine of the empty suit drawing attention away from the bundle of string and several secure looking, heavy padlocks. It was all the red could do to keep track of the building pile of equipment, mind bouncing between the spares and options available to the blue dragon, left only to wonder which of them he would choose. Paw dropping back down from between his hind legs for the other to lift up and out to touch the shining material. Carefully touching the suit, seeing the thicker, tougher rubber, more durable and a bit harder to move in too! Just looking at the reflective shine makes him shiver a bit... which grows more pronounced seeing the chastity belt, thicker, more robust, leaving him wondering why! That red scaled snout dipping down to examine the chastity belt more closely, to try and see what surprises it held for his future.
And while his companion affixed his attention to the smooth, almost featureless belt, the blue draconic creature drew up to all four of his paws and began to move slowly off to the right, stepping around the collection he had so carefully transported and now revealed. His slow paces brought him around behind the red, a forepaw lifting mid-step to glide a touch down part of the wriggling appendage. And then, having looped all the way around the dragon the collection of tools, placing a paw to the empty rubber suit's tail. Every little contact with the red's hide left the proud creature trembling in anticipation, desperate to ask what was next, what was to happen but just able to choose patience, choosing to let the blue work. It was only after he came to a complete stop, emerald eyes slowly glancing between his equipment and the dragon himself, did he decide to begin. Perhaps it was the slow, soft twitching of his paws and tail, or the little squirms from contact that convinced the blue. At first, he elected to start with a small bundle of string, the stuff shiny and black which not only contrasted against the red's scales nicely, but it also matched the suit's shine in much the same way. Gently lifting up the left forepaw of the red, and slowly looping it around his digits, winding them together quite nicely, and then continuing in a loop around his ankle, leaving quite a bit spare dangling down to the ground where he left the rest of the roll. Another spindle was quickly retrieved from the pile, an entirely new roll of string being wound around around his other forepaw, binding those digits together in an identical fashion, unable to separate them, but yet allowing any clenching of his paw together. Soft, stammered questioning words left ignored in the air.
With the dexterous blue scaled paws working knots in the string around his digits and paws to keep the string in pace, the trembling dragon had time to lean in, and give a careful examination of the work at hand, how the digits were held securely together and how that affected his movement with perhaps the simplest of tools. Grabbing something, or carrying something was now out of his ability. He was shyly content to sit still and allow the other dragon to finish his knots, even drawing back to allow the dragon closer examination of his handiwork, moving to collect what he needed next. The thin string, where it had been looped tightly and pulled into a firm, unyielding knot had appeared to have fused together into single pieces, leaving no hint of the work that had gone into their creation, and likely requiring slicing for removal. Even a little curious picking with the other forepaw couldn't find the definition that should have been there, and without the ability to grasp, any attempts at undoing the knots were doomed to failure.
No matter how interesting the material or the knots wound in it, no string could keep the red's attention fixed for long, especially not when the blue returned in front of him with another set of spindles in paw, and four quite thick and heavy looking rubber mittens. The reflective latex held the same colour and features as the spread out suit, looking like large deflated balls, smaller ones for his fores and larger ones for his hinds with the thickness of the material clearly visible at a glance. The two new spindles were looped and pulled and tied tight around his talons upon hindpaws this time in much the exact same fashion as the first two, slack left dangling upon the ground as each were tied tight and rolls left sitting in the grass for now. The red resisted nil, even lifting and shifting his body as it was required or requested. Then, the lithe blue padded back a step, and got the first mitten ready, hefting the heavy thing with both forepaws, guiding it towards a forepaw. Without the continued work to his paws, now the red's attention was entirely on the rubber devices placed out in front of him, thoughts made clear through the curiously nervous tilting of his snout, leaning in to touch it, feel it with his nose. Posing a question even as he lifted a paw, ready to receive the hefty device. "What sort of... mitts are these?"
The blue responded as he worked. "These are some lovely rubber mittens I quite like the look of... very thick rubber." However explaining very little as he took that forepaw and began to slide the mitten over his digits, tugging the rubber apart with his talons to force it up and around his claws, slowly, inch by inch it slipped up the paw, even with his paw pinning it open, the tightness around the red dragon's paw was quite strong! The dragon easing the task by pushing his paw into the mitten as it was presented, at least until his claws reached the bottom of the space. When that happened, the blue tugged on the strange black string which pulled his bound digits into a ball. It drew surprised little eep from the redscale who found it suddenly impossible to so much as attempt to mar the inner surface of the material. Then, he proceeded to snugly fit the mitten all the way up that offered paw using the newly found space and let go, the rubber snapping around his scales in all directions quite tightly with a soft batch of grunts ending in a final yelp. His paws then proceeding to wrap the string around the end of it up around his ankle, preventing it from slipping off under any conceivable circumstances.
That dark shade of blush rapidly returning to the red's cheeks with his huffed exclamation, paw wiggling inside of it's new containment."That's tight!"
Those words gave the blue's snout a growing, 'innocent' smile, a dragon having completed a job well done, touching and pressing at the rubber mitten lightly with his paw, pressing down on the thick shiny rubber as the red nosed down at his now bound away forepaw, trapped underneath smooth rubber so thick and flawless. The deadening of sensation all around, so that when he puts his paw down he only slightly feels his weight in an increase in pressure on where his claws press against his palm, so the touch of the dragon's paws were hardly felt. After a few more touches of paw to mitten, the blue moved to retrieve the next, and even the red scale's nosing investigations into the fate of his paw didn't delay the lifting of the other forepaw. This mitten-ing went much smoother, more experience working with the material, a better understanding of how it resisted and how it moved. Before long, it too was positioned into place and the string tugged, bringing his paw into a properly tight ball, rubber ball snapped and sealed off around his ankle, the string tied off around the mitten's end, securing it in place just like the first. With the last of the knots tied and fused together, again the blue drew back and away, back to his tools, selecting what he required next, giving the stuck dragon time to lift and rub the heavy rubber surfaces together, balled up paws held so far away from one another, as far apart as his blush was spreading. "Nnnh... These seem, very secure!" Barely a noise heard or visual cue seen as he wiggled those claws "And tough!" he exclaimed finally, setting both back to the grass, forequarters noticeably raised.
Again the blue was back, this time with the larger mittens in paw ready for application to the dragon, snout bobbing up and down in a short nod, speaking explanations amid soft grunts as those paws gripped and tugged at the rubber to pull it wide enough to fit around those digits and that paw, a task that was quickly growing tiring on his limbs. "So, dragon... What's special about them," trailing off to slowly apply pulling pressure to the string, balling up his paw tightly. "They are quite thick, and quite heavy! But, even despite that, as you wiggle your claws about, you'll eventually start to damage the inner surface of them." pausing to huff out a breath before carrying on with his words and his task. "For shorter term wear, about a month, that wouldn't be an issue. But, longer than that and you might actually break them! So," another pause, readjusting his grip to let the red push his own balled up hindpaw into the thick, tight rubber ball, while the red groaned and breathed in such short little quiet pants. "as you wiggle and do damage to the insides, that rubber will chemically bond to your claws and render them completely blunt and inert! So even if you could wiggle, which I'm sure you barely can, you won't be getting out of those mittens any... time... soon!" he finished, final few words trailing off as he let the rubber snap around his ankles tightly, making quick work of the string knot securing it in place.
Just standing there on such tightly curled paws felt a little unusual for the mostly mittened dragon, as did the difference in his normal standing height. The weight of his paws meaning every little shift took a little more effort, a little more thought. As he came to understand the words being spoken by the blue, he blinked and looked down to eye the thick mittens securing his forepaws with no small amount of trepidation. "I, what? Chemically bond?" he spoke slowly, trying to understand as he thought about it rapidly. "So... definitely no way out from the inside..." came the much softer realisation, words spoken with a shiver down the length of his form. "As long as, whenever they come off... Whenever that is, I'll be able to get my claws nice and sharp again?" he queried. A dragon needed his sharp claws!
Having retrieved the fourth and final mitten, the blue nodded his head as he huffed and puffed out long breaths, slowly forcing the remaining mitten up around the talons and paw the red dragon, humming an affirmative noise softly and speaking as he drew back on the drawstring. "I have the reagent with me, and in a few months when I let you out... _if_I let you out" he corrected with a little giggled huff, red dragon nodding his snout only to breathe out a sharp whimpered eep! A powerful shiver running down the length of his back at the reminder that he'll be wearing these mitts a _very_long time, and he doesn't really get a say when, or even, more shudder-inducingly, _if_they come off!. "You'll be back to the way you were before you ended up in all of this!" There was one final snap, and his paws were forever locked away beneath the thick, shiny latex. Those nervous quiverings are only emphasized as the final mitten was strapped and bound in place, all four of his paws trapped now, very tightly bound and completely useless! He eyes them, blushing, trembling all over. "Nnn. If..!" he repeats, tail twitching as the red scale struggles not to breath another moan, eyeing the blue dragon with quite the timid expression, glancing between the draconic creature and the rest of the gear available to that creature.
"If." the dragon repeated in reply with a sudden firmness, as if the earlier statement was merely a slip of the tongue, that his time in the rubber suit was to be slightly more permanent than the red might have thought initially. There was a look in the blue's eye that said that it perhaps wasn't the case, but the sly, almost predatory smirk upon his snout might have also said otherwise. With the dragon's paws now bound inside of the thick, utterly tight rubber mittens there was very little dragon could do to affect an escape. That hardly seemed to matter though, when the blue presented quite the hefty lewd cockgag, complete with ridges and even a little hole in the centre connected to a short hanging pipe and gently slipped it into the dragon's maw on the next sound of complaint.
"I-I.. but-- eep--! Mmnnnh!" the red managed to stammer out as the darker red shade of his blush threatened to overtake his entire snout, that the blue could be so certain about if, already knowing that he would have been bound for a long time to begin with, that a few months might come and go and he would be left only able to wonder if _soon_he might be allowed to wander free once again, or if the blue really meant the permanence of if after all! But before he can try to press the blue to clarify, the thick, ridged cockgag captures his attention, and then his tongue, barely able to get a glimpse of it before you slip it between his jaws, stifling his words into meaningless muffled moans. "Mmmf mmmnh! Mf!" The blue wasn't entirely satisfied by that, slowly working the gag back and forth, allowing hints and bits and pieces of what he was trying to say slip past before finally letting it sink home. Little grunts, a deepening blush and lewd moaning noises escaping past the gag as it was worked. The blue's paws winding around the buckles, without attached padlocks for now, and strapping them tightly around the back of that snout. Huffed breaths out of his red nostrils, watching a bit cross eyed as the free dragon began to wind yet another spindle of string around his gagged snout in two places, just behind his nose and at the very base of his jaws, keeping that mouth shut around the plug lewdly stuffing it.
"Longer term wear necessitates some changes, nutrition, hydration, direct application of aphrodisiacs... but most and best of all, a soft rubber coating for your teeth so you won't be biting your way out of anything." the blue explained as he used a talon to slice the slack string and place the spindle back in the pile.
The gagged dragon tried his best not to moan at the explanation, a forepaw lifting to poke and bump at his very well gagged maw having forgotten about his incredibly tight mitts! Left with nothing to do but let the blue dragon work, now... "Mmmn. Mmmf mmmmmh..."
"Gooooood dragon," the blue purred out, a deep little noise in his throat as he watched those mittens poke, bump and bat, spending a simple moment just sitting in front of the red dragon, doing nothing more. Earfins were fanned out wide to take in every sound that escaped the red's maw, just listening to the noises he made past that thick, filling and quite lewd gag. For now, nothing more was required, padlocks around the straps of the gag would only get in the way of the suit later, and with his paws mittened, the red dragon could never unlatch a buckle.
"Mmmmf. Rrrmmmnf. Mnnh!" The red grunted past the phallic shape pinned against his tongue, in embarrassment for being called 'good' while wearing such mitts and gag, in a bit of frustration at just how_useless_his paws are, and nervousness and growing, embarrassing _excitement_at the fact that he's already pretty much trapped! Breathing in soft huffs, squinting at the straps on his snout, and tilting his head to look at the cords securing one of his mitts, but can't even poke at them or try to gnaw at them now, and especially not when the blue was distracting him with something that lengthy tail had scooped up from the pile and had transferred it forward to his fores, moving alongside the red dragon and beginning to weave a stiff but still bendable material over and around his tail starting from the base, which twitched one way then another, head turning over to look mid blush, making no effort to squirm away from the blue's work.
The black material came off of a roll which was slowly being unwound over the very base of his tail at first, and after three tight layers his work began to make its way down the length of the dragon's tail, leaving not a single scale uncovered, speaking eventually as he went in that smooth, soft teaching tone, just the hint of a purr at the tips of every word. "This is a lovely material," The red's tail kept wiggling, and twitching as the material was worked around it. Every additional layer stiffening and slowing those movements as the blue continued to speak and explain. Finding the finer shifts of his tail restricted, taking more force to move, slower to sway, and remaining where it last stopped until he tried to move it again, a most unusual sensation! "I admit I've borrowed the properties of a material used on ships, but it will suit here well enough. "The fabric is bendable, but it holds a physical memory, so you can move your tail, and then it will be held there in place until you decide to move it again." There was a shy little nod from the red as he watched and listened, understanding the purpose of it.
Having wrapped the entirety of his tail from base to the very tip in the strange binding material, the blue used a razor sharp claw to slice the material with a noise that wasn't so much loud as it was the realisation of how easy the stuff was to damage, so long as one had their paws and claws free. The stuff seemed perfectly happy to attach to itself, as it showed no sign of peeling up when the dragon patted down the cut section. "So, in addition to not being able to knock things over, it also means I can have your tail lifted up out of the way in case..." he paused, pondering. "I dunno, I want you pegged or something."
Trying not to tremble quite so much, and failing at that, the red moaned into the gag, the thought of being mounted by a dragoness while suited up so securely running awild in his imagination! "Mmmmmngh. Mmmf..."
Again the blue teased, even taunted, giving the top of that restrained, adorable snout a pat, his crystalline scales bouncing off of the metal buckles with soft noises like that of glass touching metal. "Good dragon," The red even got a scritch underneath the chin as reward for what his words had dictated, wings of the helpless dragon rustling softly. He could hardly contain the blush and moan for the reward of so obediently allowing himself to be contained, his inability to form words a tease and torment all on its own.
"Mmmmhf...!" Came the sudden exclamation as the soft rewarding touches came to a halt and the sound of scaly appendage digging into the pile of tools had returned to the grassy clearing. The transfer from tail into paws revealed clearly what it was, the thick chastity belt, much more secure than the one from their last adventure. Other things were in those blue scaled paws as well, but none of them captured the gaze of those yellow eyes like the half inch thick steel the belt seemed to be crafted from. The red slit between his hinds was already swollen from the tight feeling of restraint, and it seemed to have taken all of the dragon's self control to remain cooperative to what was about to follow, though if the blue delayed any longer that was sure to change under such teasing circumstances.
Without further delay, blue dragon set the belt upon the ground, between his bound fores and hinds, the thick mittens helping to shield some of his work unless the red thought to lift and move to get a look, though the effort the blue took to keep it all hidden was a silent order to continue being an obedient, well behaved dragon, especially since there was still plenty he could do to make this lengthy stay_worse_! The red did his best to stay still as well as obediently as he could, even the little turn of his head to try and look at what was happening didn't work. He couldn't see what the blue was doing without moving and that would have meant moving away from the belt, so he remained still. Even if the touch of the blue scales against that most sensitive, swollen zone made him huff and moan. Right against the top of that opening a cool object was placed, and then held in place by some sort of sticky strap, like tape. The cool touch was repeated in the same manner to the bottom of the slit, enough to draw another lewd noise, wriggle and huff from the red. He couldn't see what they were, but he could certainly guess, and he was equally certain to find out soon enough. With that accomplished, the blue lifted the cold, thick and quite unyielding metal, pressing the broad and smooth 'protective' plate against his slit, reaching up to snap the binds around his hips, hinds and the base of his tail, locks springing shut with a certain thrilling, echoing, terrifying finality. It was the descriptor of permanent, torturous denial.
He knew that he may not be let out of his slit for a _very_long time, attempting and failing to form words. "Mmmn. Mmmmf... mmmmh mmmm!" The sounds halfway between moans and whimpers, the chastity already feeling a little tight from the beginnings of his arousal."
"There we go, good dragon," blue dragon cooed, although this time there weren't any rewarding scrtiches as he returned back to the collection of goodies, the pile now beginning to dwindle in size somewhat, a lot of the collection and non duplicate choices and larger items were already in use, placed on the dragon and left bound ever so tightly. The red breathed out a lengthy moan as he lifted a mittened paw to rub, grind and push against that belt. It felt so secure, thick and stout in place and he had no way to work the clasps, even if he had the key thanks to the mittens entrapping his paws! He only had a brief look at the situation he found himself in, but when the red looked back with a little shiver, his attention definitely gained when the blue picked up perhaps the lewdest plug of the lot, a quite substantial and teasing plug indeed complete with ridges and a long taper, perhaps more dildo than it was plug, paws slipping him alongside and then behind the red with a soft little purr deep in his throat, patting that top of that fabric wound tail.
Red bound dragon shuddered all over and whined as the blue made his pass, knowing that this was going to be _such_torment, but it was far too late to stop it! "Mmmn. Mmmf mmm, mmmmhf!"
All of a sudden, the blue's teasing phrasing and expression were gone, replaced with not a stern look, not even a predatory look. A firm, almost commanding appearance. His smile friendly and soft, but no longer were his words questions or requests. "Be a good dragon and present." he cooed softly, preparing the toy with quite a liberal application of slippery slick lubricant to ease its entrance into the willing, bound red dragon. Said dragon blushed hotter than ever and whined out lengthily for a long moment. But he soon acquiesced slowly and stiffly lifting his tail to expose his hindquarters to the toy in the blue's paws. A shiver ran all up and down his red scaled form and quite loud yet muffled moans when the lubricated tip prodded once... twice... again and again, quivering increasing more and more as the dragon keeps expecting it to slip in but it doesn't!
Finally, eventually, he began to proceed, much slower than safety dictated, turning every, single, little movement into a torment all of it's own, dragon breathing out shuddered moan of relief, anticipation and strain as it began to, so very agonizingly, teasingly and tantalizingly slowly sink in, even once or twice seems to push himself back against it. "Mmmmnh...!" But no matter the whimpering, urging or helpless slow pushing back against the slickened toy, the blue never increased the pace or intensity of his work, twisting, gliding the toy in tiny, slow little motions. Each movement eventually ended with just a little more the ridged toy sinking into his form, slowly burying beneath his tail, very slowly, tauntingly, terribly slowly working its way deep enough to touch over every spot that made him _squirm_so much, and for all of his slow teasing pace, the blue was _relentless._The red moaned low as the toy so gradually, frustratingly, teasingly worked its way deeper, carefully and gradually stuffing him, teasing him a bit more as it works deeper and the ridges begin to slip inside. The blue had found a few different spots that made the red groan, shudder and hump quite a bit, gasping and panting as those blue paws made sure that each one received its share of attention. Starting to strain powerfully against the chastity belt from the stimulation, the submission of having his tail lifted and stuffed like this! "Mmmmnh! Mmmmf!"
At its widest point, the toy was a plug proper, designed to stay trapped within and plug up the dragon nice and firmly with such a teasing touching from within. The rocking of those ridges sliding in and out so slowly, each and every vulnerable, sensitive little spot within him ruthlessly tormented and teased and the blue didn't stop at all until the red was no longer able to withstand the feeling. The farther in it sinks the louder the red's moans became, the more noticeable his attempts to grind against it, and gradually his chest and shoulders sink toward the ground, until he's essentially assumed the sort of posture a dragoness would take when wanting to be mounted! More panted, groaned noises slipping past the gag as he shuddered and twitched and whined as the blue teased and teased and teased, the toy grazing so gently and slowly back and forth but always seeming to find the right spots, spreading him, stuffing him a little more, and little more... A mittened forepaw reaching back to rub firmly against the stout chastity belt, shaft aching quite powerfully from how hard it pushes against his belt. "Mmmgh. Mmmmnh. Mmmf, mmmm! Mmmmmmf!" Red bound form shuddering, grinding back against the plug, feeling so needy already, so worked up, wanting more... wanting _something_despite his chastity! "Mmmmmmf!"
With such painful teasing inching, the toy sunk in, not just the tip guided by the blue's careful teasing aim, but the ridges themselves pressed against every little spot he had scouted out during this whole time. Sitting in that exposed crouch, gagged red snout laying upon its side as he groaned out his frustration, hips giving a few rapid jerks against the plug before slowing again, whining a long, high and soundly muffled maw. And as the width of the dildo grew, so did the pressure of those ridges touching, grinding, working at those sensitive little spots, slowly back and forth, slower back and forth, awfully slow twist, twist back, never speeding up, never hastened, and never finished until the well slicked toy popped in. His entire form continuing to shudder and pant, tightly mittened paw rubbing firmly, uselessly across where his cock is pinned down tight inside his slit by the thick and secure belt, aching so much! Trembling over every inch of his body, jerking, moaning at every graze and poke to every sensitive spot. Finally, its base sealed against his hindscales, slick with lubricant, the blue's paw giving a little rewarding pat to say that it was finally over, and it was all the way in. With the plug now hilted, he whined a second time, hips rocking, feeling the way the toy shifted within his body. "Mmmnh. Mmmmmgh... mmmmmf... mmmmm!"
The blue returned to the pile of goods, again leaving the red scaled dragon to consider his predicament, getting himself prepared for what he required next in order to continue. This didn't seem to concern the red for the moment, who was rather occupied just grinding himself slowly, firmly against the toy, moaning and panting as he feels... enjoys... is teased by its ridges and contours, all the while twitching and whimpering from the uniquely tormenting needy ache of the tip of his shaft pressing oh so firmly against his chastity belt! He tries to get himself under control... not having much success...
The next item was the largest of the lot, the thick rubber suit the red would spend a _considerable_amount of time in, helplessl. Bound. Denied. His paws laid it out in a particular manner, the main body of it straightened and flattened out next to the red, who groaned and shuddered almost violently when he spots what his free draconic companion was up to, yellow eyes widening as he got the big, _thick_latex suit laid out next to him. On its own, the suit was incomplete, missing coverage for the dragon's head and neck as well as his paws. With a few moments passing while the blue sorted out and smoothed out every crease in the suit, then reaching up to the red to help him roll onto the rubber with his back on exactly the right position, red dragon knowing that these are his last moments uncovered for what could be a very long time, but with nothing he wants to do but hump, moan and get all the pleasure he can get from the plug beneath his tail.
Although the zipper was on the back of the suit and dragon was laying upon that zipper, the moment of awkward positioning now saved the blue a lot of effort later. While the dragon glanced between the heavy rubber restraints and stared at the wide open sky above, wondering when he would next get to fly up in the sky, feeling the air beneath his wings, even _see_the sky, the blue very carefully handled those folded up flight membranes, easing them into tight leather straps and buckles, applying overwhelmingly more than he really needed to, leaving the most movement the red could get from there was twitch. And twitch and rustle they did as they were strapped and pinioned tightly, the big powerful limbs displaying much of his restlessness, the anxiety of such tight bondage triggering an instinct to fly, his entire form trembling with such helplessness, humping against the plug and moaning out a timid, helpless whimper around the lewd cockgag.
With the dragon's wings secured, the blue dragon untucked up the inside-out rubber beneath the dragon, wrapping it up over his left side, tugging and stretching the shiny material up and over a foreleg, pulling taut against his scales and fitting almost seamlessly with his mitten, the restrictive fit slowly any movements of that paw the red attempted to make. With the material still creaking softly as the red tested what movement he still had left, the free dragon slipped around over the top of his snout and pulled up the right side, huffing out his exertion as he repeated the act to the other forepaw as well, leaving his right fore in much the same situation as his left, seamlessly mittened and suited, tightly restrained and no way of wriggling out without first having some leverage to stretch it. With the last snap of the suit wrapping tightly around his foreleg done, blue dragon took a few minutes to pause, and relax, resting his paws from the effort of stretching the thick rubber out to fit around and over the dragon and his binds. Crouching down on his own haunches and looking over the red.
Soon enough in idle rest, those blue scales were gently gliding talons sweetly and quite softly underneath the red's neck and chin, dancing up over his head and between the aerodynamic headhorns, bouncing over the top of the rubber and then over his belly. Recuperating not just himself but also allowing the helpless, and quite powerless dragon a moment or three to gather himself, to beat the rising anxiety. The already needy creature could hardly help himself, facing months, possible permanence_in the latex suit, gag, mittens, chastity and plug, helpless, teased and denied even erection let alone orgasm, knowing it will last at minimum, months, possibly _forever. Form shivering underneath soft touches, half from the anxiety and half from the thrill of such helplessness, thrusts of his hips against the plug slowing to a barely perceptible roll of those red scaled hips.
Soon enough though, the blue was ready to continue, and with a soft pat to the bound bridge of the dragon's snout, he rolled up the rubber and began to stretch it over the dragon's right hindleg, pulling and tugging it around the mitten and finally let it snap tightly around his limb, both hinds gradually slipped into those waiting, sturdy sleeves. With a skitter to the other side, the dragon soon found all four of his legs trapped in the suit, the rubber hugging over his belly and chest tightly, the only visible seam that upon his back, covered by his own body. The dragon's tail was next, and the blue had much less trouble getting the wiggly appendage tucked down into the sleeve that awaited it. The red could feel how much thinner the rubber was here with the very tip of that tail, in expectation of the wrap already applied there and the rubber suit slowed the red's tail down even more. It was much easier for the red to lie there and accept that part of the suit, not controlling any of his paws of vital appendages. But of particular, shivering and moaning note was the zipper nestled just at the base of his tail, granting access to the big plug hidden away within his body, and once the rest of the suit was done up would press against the base of the toy and tease him more than it already was!
Now the most of the dragon was encased in the suit, there was only a short delay for the dragon to fetch the last item from the pile that wasn't an existing duplicate of something else already in use, a lengthy latex sleeve with dragon snout shaped hood at the end, two holes for the red's nostrils at the tip, ready to complete the suits seamless appearance, the final piece of his entrapment. Yellow eyes looked to the hood with no small amount of trepidation when the blue paws held it up and arranged it to accept his head. "Mmmn. Mmmf mmh, mmmmf, llmmgh, mmmmmf!" the red panted around his gag, trembling... This was the hardest piece of all, as it will blind him, trapped his gagged maw and be the final limb needed to secure before the suit can be fully zipped closed. There is no suppressing the high, helpless _whine_as he looks between the blue snout, smiling ever so sweetly back at that expression, so torn, so thrilled, helpless, anxious, needy, aroused! The red thrust hard against the plug and the tight chastity a few times before finally lowering his head into the right position and letting the blue cover the expression that was everything and nothing all at the same time. Paws stretching the rubber with an extensive creak, red managing one last whimper towards the blue's sweet, knowing smile before the hood swallows him, plunging the dragon into utter, impenetrable darkness, fitting over his head and neck with such firm, absolute certainty that he trembles again once his snout finds the end of the hood and sucks in a couple of breathes through the nostril holes. The blue had planned this out carefully, the rubber softer and tinner around his neck and didn't grip around the red's throat. Once the only dots of the red dragon's colour exposed at the end of the hood, the blue spent several moments making sure that they were exactly and properly alligned with the breathing holes while at the same time allowing no light to penetrate, trapping the dragon in complete, dull darkness. The latex suited dragon quivered and whined, one utterly uselss fore-mitt eaching up to rub over the hood, only confirming that the latex is there, and that there's no way for him to dislodge any of it!
And then, there was the zipper, finally pulling the rubber tight around the red's underside, drawing out another moaned attempt at speaking as the blue took that one final step to truly, fully trap him in the suit. He squirmed and whimpered weakly, hips slowly rocking and humping the toy underneath his tail. "Mmmnnh..! Mmmmmf, mmmmmngh..." With one paw the blue continued to pull up on the zipper, touching and pressing on the rubber to get it into the right spot for his work to continue, every inch higher it climbed the tighter the rubber grew around the trapped red scale.The red can only lay there on his side feeling it inexorably progress, form quivering knowing that no amount of protesting can stop it now, no amount of struggling will prevent the blue from pulling it closed. The closer it gets the more heavily the red pants, the louder his moans become and the fast his humping gets! The sound of it so far away from his ears, pulling tighter and ever tighter until the zipper hit something, the impact just a tiny little jolt. And there was a heavy distinctive snap of a lock, cutting right through his soft moaning breaths with a tone of such incredible finality. "Mmmmnh. Mmm mmmmf, mmmmgh! Mmmmmnf...!" the red breathed in long moans as he twisted, reaching a paw towards the lock, knowing that it was useless, just wanting to feel it, to _know_that he was really, utterly powerless now, completely at the blue dragon's mercy, with not even the slightest hope of freeing himself.
His black balled up and mittened paw reached the end of the zipper, nudging unfeelingly at the lock, and he whimpered into the cockgag. Completely, inescapably sealed!
"Mmm... Good dragon. You're not going anywhere for a long while, I think."