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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 9 - Dessert

SPOILER WARNING : If you are new to the story, this chapter contains plot and character development spoilers for the over all story. This is an onging story, and this chapter assumes you know the story and characters.

Master Rahmor stood from his chair, licking his talons of the blood from the meal he had just finished. "Lets put up some decorations to enhance the mood" he said with a grin, then considered the two unicorns at his side. "You.. her up on the table. On your knees. And... you two, boy" he ordered, pointing at his mare Telly, and the smaller of the two stallions of Mistress Zoriahs.

Telly nodded with some fear and obeyed, climbing onto one end of the table and waiting on her knees. The stallion turned a head to his Mistress and was given a smack on the back of his head in return.

"Do as the Master orders, bitch" said the dragoness.

The young stallion nodded with a whimper and climbed onto the table, hands over his crotch and trying not to look at the naked unicorn mare next to him.

Rahmor smirked as he grabbed the stallion by a shoulder and turned him to face the mare, "Hands behind your back, boy" he ordered. "As for you, girl... get your new friend nice and hard. Hands, mouth.. whatever it takes" he said with a smirk as he watched Telly's shocked and embarrassed expression.

Tamira kept her gaze on the floor, not wanting to watch whatever her Master had planned for the two unicorns. It would be her turn soon enough and she was not going to give the dragon any excuse to punish or humiliate her any sooner than necessary.

Telly reached out with a hesitant hand, unsure where to start, then ran her fingers along the soft fur of the stallions sheath, moving from the tip down to the start of his balls. She blushed furiously as she stroked, glancing once at the stallion to see his eyes on her breasts. It was his turn to flush as he looked away, squirming as his horse-cock began to swell and extend from his sheath. She grasped it lightly, holding it as it engorged and lifted.. staring at the male penis in her hand as it jutted up hard and thick. She recalled the sight of her Masters cock and shuddered.. it's harsh shape and cruel lines nothing at all like the smooth organ of love she held.

"Zoriah, take over for the little filly here.. I think you will to a better job of guidance" said Rahmor. He moved behind Telly and slid his hands under her armpits to lift her up.

Zoriah murrred, reaching out to take her properties cock with a familiar grip. She watched with pleasure as Rahmor lifted the squeaking mare up off her knees and forward, then down onto the waiting stallion cock. Gripping near the head she guided it, looking from stallion to mare and enjoying the discomfort of both, and the arousal of her own pet. Her eyes gazed on the cock as it slid deep into the mare as she was lowered onto her knees once more, moaning and writhing at the invasion.

"Hug each other tightly, slaves... and don't let go" ordered Rahmor as he moved to join Zoriah, his tail brushing hers and getting a murrr out of the dragoness.

Telly awkwardly hugged the stallion, resting her chin on one of his shoulders as he did the same with her. She felt her breasts against the stallion, felt his warmth, the beating of his heart, his fast breathing. And the cock deep in her sex... thick and throbbing with his heartbeat. She felt confused.. he wasn't raping her.. he had no choice in this.. but she fought the urge to push him away as his own arms hugged her tightly back. "I'm sorry" she heard him whisper into her ear.

"Yes... that will be nice to look at while we enjoy ourselves with our slaves. And I enjoy myself with you..." said Rahmor, his hand grabbing at her ass, his other hand at her throat in a tight grip, growling at the dragoness.

Zoriah shivered and let out a long breath of pleasure at the larger dragons grip, "It's been far too long since you were able to... Sir."

Rahmor let out another growl, "I'll make up for it tonight... now, lets get some toys so we can properly enjoy our new playthings." He led the dragoness away from the table and out of the room, leaving the two unicorns in their embrace.

Tamira glanced up at the two and wondered what he would be doing to her next, and was startled to see the other stallion had crawled under the table to join her. He was close, and his cock was already half hanging from his sheath.

"I think we should get on the other end of the table..." he said to her, his eyes looking over her naked furry form greedily.

She let out a snort, "I'm sure I am going to suffer enough abuse from those two without you helping them!" she said angrily.

He moved closer to her, "Don't be stupid. They obviously want to see unicorns fucking.. lets give them what they want! Maybe they will leave us alone and screw each other." He stroked one of Tamira's thighs, his hand moving up toward her crotch.

Tamira huffed and grabbed his wrist, twisting a bit as she pulled it away from her and then stood, taking a step away from the stallion. "Don't touch me!" she said in a low voice.

The stallion frowned and rubbed at his wrist and said, "Fine... I would have thought you would enjoy the chance to mate with one of your own kind, but I guess you must like lizards better." He turned to the table and the bound mare on the platter, still soaked in blood and sauces, "She will be just as good..."

Tamira wanted to hit the randy stallion and she clenched her fists, but hesitated as she didn't know what either of the dragons might do if they fought. At an idea she said, "Right, cover yourself in blood right before two lusty dragons come back. Thats real smart, stud."

The stallion froze at the words, then backed away from the platter. He turned back to Tamira and scowled, "I've been here longer. I know how things WORK. Dragons respect strength."

Tamira rolled her eyes and looked away, "Dragons respect DRAGONS, and nothing else. If you think..." she stopped suddenly as the stallion was in front of her, an arm reaching around to grab the mane at the back of her head and planting a kiss onto the side of her muzzle. She felt his cock laying flat against her belly and anger and humiliation flared as her breast was clumsily grabbed and squeezed. Thats it, she thought.

The stallion tried to pull Tamira's head around to kiss her on the lips when he suddenly arched forward, hands dropping to grab Tamira's wrist which had moved down between them, her hand closing around his equine balls in a firm and unyielding grip. "Uuuuurrrrgh" he squeaked out, pulling at the wrist but getting nothing but an even tighter squeeze! He let out a strangled whimper and let go, knees buckling and leaning against the mare weakly, agony shooting up through his belly.

Tamira glared down at the half-standing stallion and spoke coldly, "I said don't touch me." She shifted her fingers, getting a better grip on his testicles and watched his eyes tear as she squeezed again, compressing them tightly, wishing she could be doing this to her dragon owner instead. "I might not be able to stop that dragon from having his way with me, but I will NOT let some oversexed pipsqueak like you push me around!"

"The proper title for 'that dragon' is 'my Master', slave" said Rahmor. He stood in the dining hall next to the dragoness who carried a large assortment of items. She looked amused at the two unicorns, then turned her head to see what Master Rahmor would do next.

Tamira felt her stomach sink as her Master approached. She quickly said, "I'm sorry.. My Master. I won't forget again.. Master" She was frozen in place, the instinct of prey cornered by a predator and nowhere to run. She despaired at her reaction.. she was a trained warrior.. she was supposed to have eliminated these weak instincts long ago, but here they were coming back. She realised she was still gripping the male, and let go.

The stallion let out a shuddering gasp and fell down to his knees, hands between his legs, panting shallowly.

Rahmor pointed a single talon at the floor by his feet and Tamira, getting the hint, quickly moved to kneel down before him, mentally hitting herself for doing exactly what she had sworn not to.

"Now.. what was all this about?" he demanded.

Tamira thought for a few moments before simply blurting out, "He wanted to fuck me, I said no. He ignored it and I said no again... forcefully."

The stallion looked up to his Mistress and whinnied, "No.. I said we should pose like the others. She got all angry and hit me and... owww!" he started to say, but stopped as his Mistress slapped him hard across the muzzle.

Zoriah hissed down at the stallion, "I don't tolerate lies, boy. Not from a mere slave." She slapped his muzzle again before he could start protesting again, "The lie is all over your face... don't even THINK of denying it." She grabbed his horn and yanked his head back, "You don't NEED your balls to pleasure me.. maybe I should let her finish the job."

He groaned and clutched at himself even harder, "Pleeeeeeeease Mistress. Please.. I'll be good.. so good... please."

Zoriah let out a snort. "I'll consider it. But consider yourself demoted. Your ass and mouth is free for your other two brothers to use whenever they please. I'll make sure thats a MINIMUM of once a day from each of them. Now not another word!"

Tamira watched the stallion bow his head, quaking and shivering in fear. She almost felt sorry for him, but was still angry at his attempts to have his way with her. There was no excuse for that sort of thing... especially when he surely knew what it felt like to be forced to perform against his will. Then her own head was tilted back, a strong hand on her horn.

"I'll be punishing you as well for your failure to refer to me with proper respect" he said sternly, tail swishing behind him. He then pulled his lips back in a wide grin, "You.. 'handled' him well. I may have a place for you.. but we will deal with that later." He yanked up on her horn and turned her to the table, "Bend over, tail up. You too, boy." he said and selected a wooden paddle from Zoriah, motioning at her to take the other.

Tamira did as she was told, and after a few moments the stallion was beside her, bent over as well. She shivered as she hiked her tail, bracing herself for the punishment to come. She heard the stallion say "Your fault..." as he glared at her and she resisted the urge to smack him in the head with her horn. The her ass exploded in pain as Rahmor swung the paddle firmly. She let out a loud yelp, then saw with some satisfaction the stallion beside her screaming out as his Mistress gave him a similar blow.

The two dragons began to paddle their slaves, smacking the firm unicorn rumps with pleasure and force. Rahmor's paddle moved up and down Tamira's ass, beating her cheeks and the backs of her thighs. Zoriah concentrated her blows on the stallions rump, kicking at his hooves once to force him to spread wider when he moved without permission. The room echoed in with the sounds of smacking unicorn asses and the pair of yelps and intakes of breaths as the two slaves were beaten for their mistakes.

Tamira panted in between yelps as she squirmed and did her best to keep her tail up high and out of the way of the paddle. She grunted with an especially hard whack and groaned at the hot stinging spreading across her ass. Her hands gripped the other side of the table as she endured her punishment, yelling out whenever a painful blow landed. She had been through military training, she could endure pain and discomfort, even silently. But she knew the dragon WANTED her to yell, so what was the use trying to fight it. She simply let it out with whines and cries, feeling a guilty pleasure at being free to express her frustration and pain. "Mother-fuck! Owwwww!" she yelled as the paddle spanked high up along her inner thighs. She hurrfed and squirmed as the paddling stopped.. or paused.. she wasn't ready to relax just yet, knowing another blow might land at any moment.

Rahmor ran a hand along the mares furry rump, her red and bruised skin showing through the fine white horsehair. His claws slid along and he hissed at the moan and swears that emerged from the unicorn. "Did that hurt, my little slave?"

"Yes... Master. It fucking hurt a LOT!" she gasped out. She was reminded of a training day, being forced to do pull ups until she couldn't lift herself anymore, forced to deny even the smallest weakness to the sergeant in charge. The pain had dulled now to a hot, burning sensation and she whinnied loudly as her pussy was stroked by a taloned finger, her tail still high. She bit her lip at the sensation, the heat radiating out from her spanked ass mixing with the touch of the dragon. Pain mingling with the erotic stroking. Bastard.. thats not fair. She squirmed some more, and wasn't sure if it was from pain or pleasure.

Rahmor let out a soft chuckle and then said, "Stay still, slaves." He picked up several coils of rope, and left them to stand next to the kneeling pair of unicorns, the stallion still impaling Telly as they hugged. He took a length of rope and tied two of their legs to each other, Telly's left leg to the young stallions right, and then did the same with the other pair. He soon had their wrists tightly bound as well, tightening them until they were hugged even tighter. Both unicorns grunted and whimpered at the touch of the dragon as his hands moved in their fur to place and adjust the ropes. He grabbed their horns in a hand each to pull them both back, forcing them to touch noses. Telly's head was tilted one way, the stallion the other as they were pressed into a kiss. Rahmor spent a few minutes coiling rope around their muzzles, tying them to each other and then stepping back to admire his work.

"Ohhh.. thats hot" said Zoriah as she caressed the pair on the table, bound in unwilling embrace. She fondled the stallions balls, watching him squirm, his movements making Telly shift and whine in turn as the hard cock inside her shifted and moved. She looked slightly up at Rahmor and asked, "What next.. sir?" with excited and lust filled eyes.

"Tie your boy there down to the table, just like he is" and I'll deal with my little warrior slave.

Zoriah nodded and quickly moved to do so. The stallion was still bent over the table, hands at his sides, head resting and looking straight ahead. She used the rings along the edge of the table to bind his wrists next to his hips, and strapped each of his thighs down as well, his legs spread. She gave his balls a quick slap with her hand and hissed in pleasure as her slave howled and struggled. She looked back to Master Rahmor who whispered orders in her ear, making her moan and nod, "Oh.. right away sir!"

Tamara watched the interplay between the two dragons. The dragoness was clearly falling into a submissive role with Rahmor, even eager for it. She realised it only made sense that for a species that so enjoyed Dominating a weaker creature, there must be an equal pleasure in being dominated by a much stronger one. Just as love and hate were tied together, so was Domination and submission with the dragons. She thought of the warm pleasure between her thighs and the hot pain of her ass and wondered if she could keep the two separate in the long life of slavery she knew awaited her. The dragoness walked around to the other side of the table and began to climb ontop of it.

"Stand up and turn around, slave" said Rahmor as he stood behind his property. "I have something for you."

Tamira pushed herself off the table and turned with apprehension, and groaned as she looked down to see her Master holding a large dragon-cock shaped dildo. That can't go in me, she thought with rising panic. Then she looked closer and saw it wasn't just a dildo.. but a strap on. She looked back up at her Master with a confused expression, then took it as he handed it to her and ordered her to put it on. She looked it over, easily seeing how it fit. It was another case of her warrior training serving her well here. Years of learning to wear all kinds of armor made her a quick study of anything with straps and buckles. She shivered as she fit the device to her crotch, straps going around her legs, up between her legs and around her hips. The base of the dildo curved up and slipped neatly into her sex, her clit throbbing as she tightened it. She flushed once she finished, seeing the sex toy sticking out from her crotch, and suppressed a small giggle. She didn't know to feel more humiliated or silly wearing the thing. She heard a moan and turned, seeing the dragoness kneeling over the stallions head, trapping it between her legs.

Zoriah held her stallions horn in her hand as she hovered over it, facing his rump and slowly sitting down onto the dulled, but long horn. She hissssed a pleasureful sound out as it sunk deep into her sex and she rode the horn slowly down until she was sitting on the unicorns head.

Rahmor mrrrrred and hisssed back at the dragoness. He took Tamira's shoulders in his hands and turned her around to face the bent over stallion and told her, "Fuck the boy. And don't stop until YOU cum." He then walked around the table to stand behind the dragoness, hands grabbing the sides of her dress and yanking it down to expose her breasts, and taking no time to hug her from behind, hands clamped over her scaly green orbs.

Tamira stood, watching the two dragons groan and rub against each other, her eyes drawn to the shiny green breasts before her, the nipples pink and hard, firm in the grip of the male. She closed her eyes for a moment but still saw the sexy dragoness in her mind. Opening them she looked down at the male in front of her in distaste.. she really didn't want to do this.. but she wasn't about to protest and chance that she would wind up on the receiving end. She touched the dildo, slick with lube and pressed it to the tail-hole of the stallion who protested and squirmed, but who was helpless to resist. She swallowed and shrugged, thinking better him than me, and shoved!

Rahmor let out a laugh as he felt the stallions breath exhale in a pained grunt and he nibbles on the neck of his dragoness. For she was certainly his.. at least for tonight. He pressed his belly to her tail, pinning it up against her back, reaching down to guide his cock under her tail. She squirmed back against him, whispering soft begging noises and he pressed upward, groaning in unison with her as he began to claim her ass.

The stallion squirmed and struggled, his head pinned by the weight of his mistress, feeling the cruel dildo penetrating him, hands curled into fists as he whined. He snorted as the dragons heavy balls moved over his nose, having a front row view of his mistress being ass-fucked by the larger dragon. He grunted again in discomfort as the mare began to rock and thrust and he whinnied out in distress.

Tamira moved with awkward motions, taking some time to figure out the right movements, but finally settling into a steady humping. She concentrated on moves that ground the back end of the dildo into her sex in the most pleasurable way, since her orders were to climax. And it WAS pleasurable.. the motion of her hips turning her on, her clit and lips stroked and rubbed as the dildo rocked against her. She panted a little now, and gazed openly at the dragoness in front of her, leaning in to get a better thrusting motion, and also to be closer to the female form before her.

Zoriah grunted and took her lovers cock eagerly, penetrated by horn and shaft, riding and being ridden. She churrrred at the mare in front of her, one hand moving to grab a breast and pull her closer to kiss the mare on the lips, fingering a soft, tender nipple.

Tamira whined at the pull, then moaned as her nipple was played with.. tenderly instead of pinched. She murrrfed at the kiss, but submitted to the tongue sliding into her mouth, pressing back as her own hand came up to join Rahmor's in fondling and groping the dragonesses ample chest. Slowly her movements became less mechanical as she succumbed to the pleasure, truly being turned on by the dragoness before her. One hand roamed the dragoness, the other on the stallions back to feel his fur and familiar equine body.

Rahmor growled in pleasure and domination as he pounded up into his dragoness, watching her kissing and playing with the mare. He growled deep in satisfaction, enjoying the show, every sensation driving his lust. The feel of the tight ass of his dragoness, her tail pinned, his balls sliding along the top of the unicorns furry nose, the firm, strong dragoness submitting under his paws, and the sight smells and sounds of two females in lust.

Tamira whimpered at the sensations coursing through her, and then the kiss was broken and Zoriah's hands on her head pulled her forward to plant her nose against a scaly breast. She licked and suckled instinctively, lapping at the nipple. It was like a stone, hard between her lips, the breast firm and tasting of female. She bucked and shoved her hips, hardly hearing the protests of the stallion as she raped his ass, her sex wet and slick now as she ground the base of the dildo against her to the reward of waves of pleasure. She equally ignored the sounds of the stallion climaxing, his protests drowned out by his orgasm, replaced eventually with soft whimpers.

Zoriah let out an ahhhh as her other breast was clamped by a hard grip, the nipple taken and twisted and she moaned in submission as teeth fastened over her throat and bit deep. She shuddered and pet the mares soft head, holding it to her breast and cried out incoherently as her breasts were both pleasured and tortured... scales and fur.. pleasure and pain.

Rahmor slammed into his dragoness over and over again, hammering her, biting her throat. He snarled in pleasure and dominance, reveling in his control. Claws pricked and scratched at the dragoness as he moved into her and with a final shudder he let out a roar through his teeth clamped to her throat, his cock exploding as his balls pumped their thick, hot cum into the writhing dragoness. He licked at the throat of his dragoness and hissed out through his teeth, "Cum bitches!"

Zoriah came instantly, her sex clamped around the unicorns horn, her juices flowing down to soak into his forehead, mixing with the cum dribbling onto his nose and face. She grasped at the mares head and hugged it to her chest as she hisssssed and rocked in orgasmic pleasure.

She heard the words, the order and watched the dragoness obey them, Tamira's body responding to the sight of the dragoness climaxing, her face nuzzling at the pair of dragon breasts. She groaned, and a mixture of the months without any release, the hot dragoness holding her, the years of taking orders as a warrior and the recent obedience training by her dragon Master all combined to push her over the edge into climax herself. She let out a loud neighing as she came, her body flushed in pleasure as she ground against the dildo, hands grabbing at the dragoness for support as she arched her back as much as she could, her voice drifting off, then crying out again as the waves of pleasure crashed back down over her.

Pants, moans and whimpers were now the only sounds in the dining hall. Master Rahmor let out a growl, speaking softly as he lapped at the blood from the wounds on the neck of his dragoness. "We will retire to my bedchamber now, my pet" he said her her, getting an obedient nod in return. "Servants.. clean and return the two food slaves back to their cave. And bring the other four to my chambers."

Zoriah rubbed back against Rahmor and murrred, "I would so love to be your slave and never leave..." she told him.

He rumbled back with a nod, "But you are needed elsewhere sadly, or I would gladly take you into my harem."

Tamira panted as she listened to the dragons continue to talk about duties and desires and not for the first time wondered what went on in their heads. She wondered if in time she would ever figure them out. Could she seduce or manipulate her Master? She did not think that likely, the dragons always drew such a clear line between themselves and other races. She groaned as the stallion shifted under her and the dildo rubbed her soaked, still tingling pussy and clit. Then time for thought was over as she was guided away by servants, cleaned and prepared and all too soon brought to the doors of her Masters bedchamber. She no longer wore the strap on, but now her sex felt naked and vulnerable and she trembled slightly as to what would happen when she joined her Master and his pet dragoness in his bed.