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Rev crashed back on the couch with a happy sigh and used an obsidian claw to pop the lid off his hard cider. The dragon kicked back a few swallows, scratched behind one of his horns, stretched his wings a bit, and then let them hang against the plush cushions of the couch. "Thanks, man, I needed that."

The gray fox in the kitchen just grinned, continuing to dice a few vegetables for later. Ash had stripped down to only a pair of shorts on the hot day (truthfully, shorts and an apron), while the dragon had stayed in his button-down shirt, tie, and slacks. The dragon even still had his company ID hanging from his belt. "You should take a load off. Relax."

"You mean I should come by your place more often?"

"I can't say no to big hunky dragons." The fox winked at him.

Rev grinned back. They'd only been dating for a few weeks, and dates had mostly consisted of some hot sex and the occasional dinner. But what the dragon had seen of the fox outside of the bedroom had been quite appealing. Ash was a good cook and Rev was a foodie-in-the-making, so they had hit it off quite well.

Ash finished slicing the mushrooms, set them and the knife aside, and slipped his apron off. Now naked from the waist up, he picked up his own drink (beer, locally brewed), and leaned against the kitchen counter. "So, going to loosen up and let me see those scales?"

Rev shifted a bit in his seat, embarrassed. "Hey, man, not until we get into the bedroom."

Ash pouted and slid forward into the dragon's lap, meeting muzzle to muzzle. The fox's tail wagged a little behind him. "Sorry, I keep forgetting you like to keep it all in there. I can't help but tease."

The dragon wrapped his ciderless arm around the fox and squeezed. "Don't worry about it. You're worth it," he said, and added with a wink, "Your knot is worth it."

The fox laughed and took a swig of his beer before bumping his nose against the dragon's black snout. "You're my cute widdle bottom dwagon."

Rev chuckled, his embarrassment showing again as he reached back to massage at one of his horns idly. "Thanks for indulging me."

"I'm not indulging you," the fox said, sliding back off the dragon's lap to stand sternly (or as stern as he could look in a pair of really tight shorts with a beer in one hand) in front of him. "I like fucking you, you know."

"I know, I know," Rev said, trying to placate the fox. "It's just, well, you like fucking me, but I know you don't love it. I don't feel like I've done anything for you."

The fox tittered. "Of course you have. Remember when I hypnotized you the other day?"

The dragon looked a little shocked and then gave a simultaneous shrug/nod.

"Did you see how big an erection I had when you woke up?"

"That's not the same thing."

"No, it's better."

"What?" Rev had been going for another swig and nearly choked on it. "But it's not... it's not..."

Ash lifted both ears quizzically.

"It's not sex!"

Ash smirked and hooked a thumb under the elastic band of his shorts, hip tilted to one side. "It's a total power trip is what it is. Feels better than most orgasms I've had. Here I'll show you." Before the dragon could react, the fox had reached up and snapped his fingers. "Drop deep, dragon," the fox intoned.

The effect was immediate. Rev's head slumped forward. His wings went limp at his side. Ash was thankful the cider was resting against the dragon's thigh and didn't go spilling out over the floor or couch.

A shiver ran down the fox's spine. He'd hardly believed his luck when the dragon had agreed to let himself be hypnotized, even less so when he saw how far he dropped into trance. Total posthypnotic amnesia without Ash even needing to suggest it. Already Ash could feel this sheath swelling.

"Sink deep, Rev," the fox cooed out, although it was probably unnecessary. "And tell me. Do you remember how to repeat?"

"Yes," the dragon rumbled. His voice was low in his throat, almost monotone, and came out breathy as he exhaled. "You say words. The words become my thoughts. I then say my thoughts aloud."

"Good dragon," Ash said. He took a seat on a barstool and adjusted his shorts over his now very prominent bulge. "Dragon repeat: You enjoy spending time with Ash."

The dragon took a deep breath, and with his exhale, spoke in slow monotone. "I enjoy spending time with Ash."

"Ash turns you on."

"Ash turns me on."

"You are comfortable around Ash."

"I am comfortable around Ash."

"You can be naked with Ash."

"I can be naked with Ash."

"You want to be naked right here, right now."

"I want to be naked right here, right now."

"You want me to be naked now too."

"I want you to be naked now too."

Ash snapped his fingers. "Wake up!"

Rev blinked and slowly sat up, rubbing his horns. "Wow, that's always a trip."

"Still don't remember a thing?"

"Not a thing," the dragon agreed.

"Okay, now look at my cock." The fox framed his bulging package with his hands as the dragon looked up, right at the fox's hips, and seemed to blush around his eyes. "Told you that got me going."

"I guess it does." Rev took a swig of his cider then returned a mischievious look. "But I bet I know something else that will get you going too." Now it was the dragon's turn to move before the fox could react, and he was soon undoing his buttons with praticed precision, shrugging off his shirt, then his pants, then his underwear, and last of all his socks. He fell back against the couch and spread his knees so his own pendulous sheath was on full display. "Knew it," the dragon said as he stole another glance at the fox's now even more prominent bulge, while trying to ignore his own growing arousal.

"Nice," was all the fox could find to say. "I mean, I appreciate that you're doing it for me."

"Hey, I'm not just doing it for you. I want you naked too."

"But dinner--"

"Clothes. Off."

The fox set down his beer and shimmied out of his shorts. His shaft was peeking out from his sheath and trying to leak against his fur.

The dragon tipped his cider in the fox's direction before taking another swig. "Now that's better. You're too cute for those shorts." He didn't mention it, but his own arousal was matching the fox's, although his black tip blended in much better with the ebon scales of his belly than the fox's pinkish tip against his white fur.

"Drop deep, dragon," Ash said excitedly once the cider glass was in a safe place again. Again he couldn't believe his luck. So quick a change and with so little effort. He wanted to push it farther, to test the limits, but he had to work at it slowly, to make sure. "Dragon repeat: you don't want to get fucked tonight."

"I don't want to get fucked tonight."

"You want to try something different."

"I want to try something different."

Ash swallowed, his throat feeling a little dry. "Your cock is sexy."

"My cock is sexy."

"It needs attention."

"It needs attention."

"It deserves attention."

"It deserves attention."

"You want me to give it attention."

"I want you to give it attention."

"It will feel amazing."

"It will feel amazing."

A snap. "Wake up!"

Rev didn't even seem to notice he'd been under this time. He lifted his head and went on sipping his cider as if nothing else had happened, but now one hand was sliding down over his scales and between his thighs, gripping and kneading his sac until his shaft had pushed out to full mast. He glanced at the fox, who seemed transifxed, but the very act of looking seemed to break him from the spell.

Ash set his beer down on the counter and moved to Rev's side, kneeling on the couch next to him and tracing a paw down along the curve of the dragon's thick hip and towards the underside of his tail. "Want to fool around a bit before dinner this time?" he asked with his shaft prodding the scales of the dragon's thigh.

Rev shifted and looked a little uncomfortable. "Yeah, but can we try something different this time?"

"Awww, does the widdle dwagon not want my knot?"

Rev shot him a sidelong glare. "I thought you could give some attention to my cock for once."

The dragon jumped when the fox's hand appeared on his shaft much quicker than he had expected. Ashwrapped his fingers around the length and started to pump, causing the dragon to moan and arch and set down his own drink before he upset it any more. His hips were thrusting up into that touch and he was moaning loud enough Ash was worried neighbors might hear. It wasn't just a simple stroking like the way Rev would jerk himself off. Ash added in a little flick of his wrist as he reached the head of Rev's shaft. And everytime he stroked upwards, he ran his thumb up along the underside as if trying to push out more of the dragon's pre. And how the fox's fingers wouldn't just stay in one place, but would slide from side to side as they moved up and down. And... And...

"Damn, I should have asked you to do this a long time ago." Rev, in a fit of passion, turned his head and pulled the fox into a deep kiss while his hips ground up into that lovely paw.

As the kiss broke, Ash paused in his stroking and just let his thumb slide in circles around the cockhead. "You almost make it sound like I might not get to fuck you ever again."

"Unh," the dragon grunted and thrust his hips up again. He seemed to be having trouble focusing. "Dude, I don't care if you do or not. Just touch me like this and you can do whatever."

Snap! "Drop deep, dragon."

Ash was shaking as he pulled his sticky hand away from the dragon's shaft. The draconian lenth was throbbing in the air, but it was nothing compared to the fox's own, which was bouncing with every heartbeat and drooling copiously all over his legs. He still couldn't believe how well it had worked. Rev, who had never so much as taken a shirt off outside of the bedroom, was now naked on his couch. Rev, who had never wanted anything from Ash other than to be plowed with his thick knot, was now wanting nothing to do with it.

How far could Ash push it?

Could he really make Rev satisfy his deepest fantasies?

"Dragon repeat," Ash said, and then found his throat so extremely dry that he had to scramble to the kitchen table to grab himself another swig of his drink before continuing. He coughed once, swallowed, and started. "Dragon repeat: I am a slave."

"You are a slave."

"I am your slave."

"You are my slave."

Ash's shaft twitched and another strand of pre oozed out of the tip to fall to the couch. It was working. It really was. "I am your property."

"You are my property."

"It is right for you to control me."

"It is right for me to control you."

"I belong to you."

"You belong to me."

"It is right for you to control my pleasure."

"It is right for me to control your pleasure."

"My pleasure belongs to you."

"Your pleasure belongs to me."

"It is right for you to control my orgasms."

"It is right for me to control your orgasms."

"My orgasms belong to you."

"Your orgasms belong to me."

"It is right for you to control my choice of clothes."

"It is right for me to control your choice of clothes."

"My clothes belong to you."

"Your clothes belong to me."

"It is right for you to control my words."

"It is right for me to control your words."

"I should refer to you as sir or Master at all times."

"You will refer to me as sir or Master at all times."

Ash's heart skipped a beat. Rev hadn't repeated the words exactly as spoken. He'd altered them. "Should" to "will." What did it mean? Ash didn't want to think about it. He wanted to push forward.

"I should talk to you with respect at all times."

"You will talk to me with respect at all times."

Another heart-skip. Ash's throat was going dry again. He grabbed another shot of liquid courage.

"Good slaves should be rewarded. Disobedient slaves punished."

"Good slaves will be rewarded. Disobedient slaves punished."

"You will order and command your slave."

"I will order and command my slave."

"Your slave's only purpose is to obey and bring you pleasure."

"My slave's only purpose is to obey and bring me pleasure."

Ash racked his brains, wondering if there is anything else. He was shivering. He couldn't stop it. He had trouble snapping his fingers and his voice was shaky as he told Rev to "Wake up."

The dragon lifted his head, opened his eyes, and turned to look at the still quivering fox kneeling on the couch next to him. A rumble worked his way out of his throat. "We need to get you a collar at some point, boy."

"I have one," Ash said, far too quickly, the words tumbling out of his mouth. "It's in the closet. I can go get it right now, if you want--"

Rev's voice cut in. "Spread your knees."

Ash gulped and spread. His shaft was now prominently on display and throbbing.

Without warning, Rev brough his hand down and slapped the fox's balls.

Ash yipped and faltered backwards. It hadn't hurt that much but it had been so sharp and sudden that it had shocked him.

"You say 'sir' or 'Master' when you talk to me, slave. Is that understood?"

Ash looked up into the dragon's eyes, which stared unflinchingly back. "Y-yes, sir!"

"Now go get your collar on, then come out and get on all fours."

Ash jumped off the couch and ran to his bedroom closet, leaving a sticky trail of precum on the floor from his arousal. His heart was pounding. His head felt like it was too full. His balls, although still smarting from the earlier slap, were aching to give up their load already. He grabbed the collar from where it was hidden under an old pillow-case, and pulled it around his neck as he returned to the living room and got down on all fours. He angled his backside to the dragon on the couch.

"There's a good boy," the dragon said with a light chuckle. "Now stay. Eyes forward."

Ash closed his eyes to resist the temptation to look over his shoulder. He didn't care about the thin carpetting already making his knees hurt. He was too busy thinking about what the dragon was up to. He could hear the dragon rooting for something in his pants, then a tear, a rubbery squeak, another tear, and a squirt of some thick liquid. Rev had put a condom on and lubed up. Ash's tail wagged atavistically.

Rev eased himself over top of the much smaller fox, lining his cold, but well-lubed tip up against the fox's tight hole. He pushed his hips forward with all the inevitability of the sun moving across the sky. Ash tried to resist at first, but quickly gave in to the thick shaft working into him. Rev wasn't massive, but he was certainly thick and made sure the fox felt every inch of his length. Rev hilted within the fox and reached around to stroke the fox's dripping length. Lube wasn't needed there. The vulpine was slick with pre from tip to base.

"I-I'm close, sir," the fox barked out after barely five strokes of that thick hand.

"Don't cum," the dragon said. "No matter how close you are, you need my permission to cum."

Ash nearly swooned hearing those words come out of the dragon. He did his best to hold back, tried to concentrate on everything he could to not cum, but gave a yip as his concentration was shattered by the dragon starting to thrust. The dragon's snout pushed in against the back of his neck, nibbling through his fur and making Ash feel as meek as a kit. He was putty under the dragon's grip. Even though the dragon was hitting his prostate with Every. God. Damn. Thrust. Ash was held back from orgasm by the sheer force of the dragon's will. He was making a complete mess, drool and pre leaving twin spots beneath him. He was so lost in the sensations he barely felt the erratic humps that signaled when Rev reached his peak. He didn't stop thrusting though. Like a machine, the dragon kept pushing into him over and over again. Ash's eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned.

"You're mine," the dragon whispered teasingly into the fox's ears.

"I'm yours," Ash agreed.

"You belong to me."

"I belong to you."

"You're going to teach me how to hypnotize you."

"I--what?" Ash blinked and looked over his shoulder at the grinning dragon still pounding into his prostate.

"You heard me, slave." Rev laughed and gave a playful squeeze of the fox's length. "You're mine. I control your pleasure, your orgasms, your clothes, your words. I control you. Why shouldn't I control your thoughts too?"

Ash's mouth opened, but he couldn't think of a reason why Rev shouldn't control his thoughts as well.

"Cum, slave," the dragon growled out.

Ash came without a thought in his head, just as he would be trained to do over and over again in the upcoming weeks.