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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 10 - Bedtime Training

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.

Dana rubbed at her wrists, then scowled and smoothed down the fur with a sigh. She was still sore from the hours of being tied up at the post in punishment for fighting with Sabeth. Being freed from her bondage helped her physical pain, but she still worried over her friend and the other two unicorns taken by the dragon. He said he was taking them to dinner and she wondered for the hundredth time if that meant as guests, or as the main course. She shuddered at the thought of being eaten and stared at her hooves. She had not spoken to Sabeth since being released, and has nothing to say to her in any case.

The door to the slave chambers swung open and Dana jumped up, watching as a single unicorn mare was brought in. As she ran with the other unicorns to the shaking mare she put out of her mind the question why only one returned.

"Are you ok Heathel?" said a concerned mare, putting her arms around the shaking unicorn.

"What happened?" asked another. "You smell.. bad" said a third.

"Where is Tamira and Telly?" asked Dana, pushing her way to the front and lending a hand to help Heathel down to settle against a stone wall. Heathel was damp and did smell funny Dana noted. She knew the scent too. Blood. "What happened to them?" she asked again.

Heathel sat and hugged her knees to her chest, tail tightly curled up between her legs. She took a deep breath and said, "I'm ok.. they are ok.. or were when they left."

Dana let out a held breath as her worst fears were dismissed. They were safe.. or at least still alive. Poor Telly was a sweet little thing, only 18 and very shy. She was glad the girl was all right. And Tamira.. she was her only friend here. She had grown used to having the big warrior near. It made her feel safer somehow, even knowing there really wasn't anything the warrior could actually do to protect any of them. She lost so much since being captured, she could not bear to lose her only friend.

"Worried about your girlfriend?" said Sabeth in a mocking tone.

Dana let out a snort of anger at Sabeth, the air blowing back the unicorns half-braided mane. "Shes my FRIEND" she said and glared. Balling her fists she eventually turned away with difficulty. She wasn't going to get into another fight. Sabeth had a chip on her shoulder and she just had to ignore her.

One of the unicorns knelt down beside Heathel and asked, "Did he.. I mean.. what happened?"

Heathel said, "It was terrible. Like a nightmare. They put me on a.. a.. platter! I thought I was going to die. Be cooked, or eaten alive." She shuddered with the rest of the unicorns. Nobody liked that thought, especially knowing it was such a very real possibility. "Then they covered me in all sorts of terrible things. Blood and other smelly stuff.. piled meat all over me. Then he and that other dragon ate. Those claws and teeth..." she said and put her hands over her ears. "I could hear the chewing and crunching and always thought the next bite would be me. And he licked me..."

One of the unicorns shushed her. "It's over now."

The kneeling unicorn asked, "Another dragon? What did he look like?"

Heathel shook her head, "It was a female. Some friend or something.. I don't know.. I didn't listen to what they were saying. I was so afraid." She snorted, "I was even afraid of one of her pet stallions. He was awful."

"Stallions?" said a unicorn. "How many?" asked another. "Did you see my mate?" "My son?" "I have a brother..."

"No no no.. I don't know who they were.. I'm sorry. I don't think she ever called them by name" said Heathel.

The kneeling unicorn pressed for more details, "Well what happened to them? What did the dragons DO?"

Dana frowned at the persistent questions. She wanted to tell her to let the poor girl be. But... she wanted to know too. To know if Tamira was all right.. what happened to her. What might be happening now.

Heathel shook her head again, "I don't... I mean I was just trying to ignore it all. Tamira and a stallion got spanked after they fought over me. I hope she is ok..." she sniffed a bit.

Sabeth let out a soft snort, "Now she fights? Too bad she didn't back when she could have kept us all from getting captured in the first place."

Dana inhaled and was about to say something regretful but was surprised when Heathel spoke out first.

"That stallion wanted to have sex with me when I was all tied up. She made him stop" she said, a little angry. "Shes a good unicorn. I hope she comes back..." she said softly.

"What happened after that?" again asked the unicorn at her side.

Heathel hugged herself tighter, "I don't want to talk about it anymore. I just want to forget it ever happened."

"But..." said the unicorn but this time she was guided away by several others. "Let her be" said one.

Dana stood up herself and wandered off. Where were they now. The cave felt so cold and empty. Four unicorns missing. Eventually the cave would be empty. Their Master taking them one by one to whatever terrible task he had in store for them. Would it be better to be taken away early? Or to watch as the room grew emptier and emptier. Until you were the last. Cold and lonely. She shivered and let out a whimper. She had thought she was lonely back in the village. She had a chip of her own back then she realised, but didn't want to think of any of that now. She stared out at the stars over the rim and waited.

...

Tamira crawled into her Masters bedchamber on all fours, tail tucked between her legs to keep the stallion behind her from getting a free show. She let out a small sigh of relief as she came fully into the room. It was covered in a thick carpet that felt wonderful under her hands and knees after what seemed like endless corridors of stone. The servants closed the doors behind her and she glanced about.

The room was a large oval with the doors on one end. Everything sparkled in the light cast by the glowing orbs the dragons used deep in their caves. The walls were covered in fine paintings and tapestries and alcoves for various treasures. Gems, crowns, scepters, statues and trinkets of all kinds were neatly arrayed and on display. It was rather overwhelming to see so much wealth when there was so little in the furry lands.

During the Great Retreat from the insect invasion the entire surviving population had funneled through the dragons mountain caves. But safe passage came at a price. The dragons had taken everything of value from those that passed through, and now sold it back to them a tiny bit of gold at a time to pay for food and supplies. She recognised a few seals among all the artifacts. One cup in particular she stared at. It was marked with the sign of the unicorn House from before the fall of the old empire. That had been a valuable and ancient relic even before the dragons got a hold of it.

The poor unicorn pair were here too, still tied tightly together, the stallions cock seated deeply inside the mare. They were now kneeling together on a small stage. Living statues for the amusement of their dragon owners. And behind the stage was a large circular bed, where both those dragons were resting in the nude.

"Come to the foot of the bed, slaves" ordered Master Rahmor in a deep, seductive voice.

Tamira and the stallion obeyed. Her ass still hurt from the spanking, and she smiled grimly knowing the stallions hurt worse from the fucking she was forced to give him with the strap-on. He got the worst of that arrangement, but he deserved it after trying to push himself on a helpless mare after dinner. She tried not to look beside her at the stallion as they knelt before the bed. He had a huge erection courtesy of a ring fit tightly to the base of his penis.

The dragoness had crawled to the edge of the bed and was now laying on her belly, nose to nose with her stallion. "Boy.. you are going to kneel down there all night with your head under the covers. You will wash our feet with your tongue and keep them warm. You will NOT speak." She chained his collar to the frame of the bed, trapping the stallion in place, then motioned to Tamira, "Into the bed with you, girl..."

Tamira crawled up onto the bed, slowly making her way up between the two dragons until a hand on her head stopped her.

"You will sleep with us tonight, slave" informed Rahmor. "Under the covers. You do not come out until you are given permission, and you will do everything you are told."

"Yes Master" said Tamira as meekly as she could.

Rahmor took her chin with a paw and tilted her head up to look her in the eyes, "After that dismal performance under the table tonight, you had better serve us WELL tonight to make up for it, slave." He let her go with a light cuff to her muzzle, then snapped his fingers and hissed, "Blankets."

From an alcove stepped forward a female fox in a harem outfit. She quickly lifted the blankets from a stand next to the bed and expertly tossed them over the three forms in the bed. Pulling and adjusting she quickly had the blankets settled and in place.

Tamira swallowed slowly as she crouched under the blankets. It was dark, but she could still see the blue and green forms of the dragons next to her.

Zoriah joined her under the covers, her hands stroking Rahmor's chest and her head laying on his belly. "Master wants me to show you how to give a proper blow job, slave. Your new to sucking cock, aren't you?"

Tamira flushed and let out a soft, "Yes Mistress."

The dragoness hrmmmed with a grin and said, "Come then.. you can lick his balls while I show you the correct form." She slid her head down the dragons belly and lapped at his sheath, eyeing the dark red cock as it began to emerge.

Tamira unhappily, but obediently shifted under the covers to get her head between the male dragons legs. Not wanting whatever punishment he might have in mind if she displeased him, this time she pressed her lips firmly to the scaly balls and began a firm licking. Her wide horse tongue lapped at each ball, warming and wetting it and she sucked softly at his ball-sack, tasting his scent, smelling his musk with every breath. She could hear rumbles of pleasure from the big male and continued her work, looking at the dragoness and the scary dragon cock that blocked part of her muzzle from view.

Zoriah rrrrred, "Good girl..." and nuzzled at the tip of the dragon-cock. She closed her lips around the very tip and suckled softly, a hand moving to stroke up and down the thick shaft. More moans and hisses could be heard as Rahmor shifted under them both.

Tamira watched the dragoness perform on her Master. She was quite talented, and that tongue of hers.. so long and flexible. She wondered what else she could do with it, and flushed at the thought. She had her muzzle buried in a dragons ball-sack which should make her as far from aroused as she could get, but still that tongue caught at her attention and desires and she felt herself dampen slightly. That long tongue had now curled around the dragons shaft, wrapping about it several times. She tried not to shy back as the dragoness opened her jaws, giving her a good view of all those teeth before it closed over the dragons cock. Tamira saw the purpose of the coiled tongue as those sharp front teeth came down not over the soft flesh of the dragons member, but against that wrapped tongue. Flexible lips pursed around the shaft and she suckled, eyes looking back at Tamira with a glassy eyed pleasure as the dragoness began to bob her head.

Zoriah moved with steady motions, and then her eyes went wide as a loud smack came from behind her. Her eyes lidded and she growled in pleasure, moving faster now as she was spanked.

Her own eyes widened a bit as something wet and soft touched her ankle and she realised the stallion was licking her. She gave him a bonk on his head with her hoof and shoved him in the direction of one of her Masters feet. She didn't want him touching her, regardless if it was his unwanted advances or submissive licking. She returned her attention to her Masters balls and Zoriah's movements. Every time Zoriah bobbed down to the base of his shaft her muzzle touched Tamira's, the tip of her tongue licking at her pink nose. She was panting now in the heat and smell of the two dragons and her own stirring sex. She squirmed as Rahmor's tail stroked at her belly and chest as she lay over it, like snake coiling up in the warmth of her furry breasts. The snake suddenly stiffened and legs clamped as Rahmor let out a deep roar of pleasure. Tamira felt his balls clench under her tongue and saw the base of his cock pulsing. Thick cum leaked out from Zoriah's lips as she mmmmmmmed around the spurting dragon-cock, her lips and tongue working it.

Zoriah held her mouth tight over the dragons cock and slowly pulled back, leaving the gleaming red shaft wet but clean as she lapped the cum off of it and into her mouth with the coils of her tongue.

Rahmor panted heavily, then reached down to pat Zoriah with one hand, and his unicorn slave with the other. "Much better, slave... ahhhh... go give her the next lesson in cock-sucking, my pet."

Zoriah mmmmed and took Tamira's equine head into her paws, pulling her close, parting her lips and sliding her tongue out to kiss her as they had done at the dinner table.

Tamira just started to relax, remembering the pleasurable kiss when she saw the tongue was dripping with the dragons cum. She tried to pull back, making a face but the grip on her head was firm and those dragon lips were pressed to hers, the tongue sliding into her mouth. She struggled, but not too hard.. she knew better than to put up a real fight. But she couldn't help squirming as the dragoness began to slide her tongue in and out of her mouth, each lap delivering another tonguefull of the dragons cum. She screwed her eyes shut and did what she knew was wanted, swallowing each tonguefull as she was force-fed her Masters cum by the dragoness. She tried not to spit it out, for in truth the taste was not all that bad, but she had no desire at all to have it in her mouth, and simply knowing it was male dragon cum made her want to get rid of it.

Zoriah mrrrrmed as she held the unicorns head firmly, not letting her escape this lesson. She took her time making the mare drink her Masters seed, forcing her to taste it, learn it's texture and scent as her tongue slid in and out of the equine muzzle. In time she pulled her lips back and lapped at the unicorns nose, "Good girl.. next time you can drink it down right from Masters cock, now that you are used to the taste."

Tamira tried not to bleah as she swallowed repeatedly to try and clear the taste from her mouth, feeling the dragon seed sitting heavily in her belly. A hand drew her around and she followed obediently, turning around under the covers so she was now facing the dragons feet, her rump up as she knelt on the bed. Her head was turned and once more she found herself face to face with a dragons crotch, but this time is was the dragoness.

Rahmor and Zoriah stroked the unicorn rump, petting the slave, caressing her thighs and hips. Rahmor said, "Lick her, my slave... see if her taste suits you better" with a soft chuckle of humor. "Lets show her what dragon tongues can do..." he said, and both dragons nosed up to the unicorns soft nether lips.

Tamira gasped as her lips were licked by a pair of tongues, one on each side. She groaned and pushed her nose to the slit before her and began to lick. She discovered that yes, the taste of the dragoness suited her better. It wasn't the sweetness of a unicorn pussy, but it was a pleasant softer flavor than the overpowering taste of her Master. Quickly she began to get into the act, her broad tongue lapping up and down, exploring and massaging. She snorted hot air against the underside of the dragonesses tail as a tongue curled around her clit, and another began to slide into her sex. Oh gods it felt good she thought. She had climaxed with the dildo, but it was a forced action, even being turned on by the kissing. This time there was nothing forced at all, the sensations of the two tongues was heaven and she could loose herself in her own licking and pleasuring and try and forget the male next to her.

Using her long, powerful tongue Zoriah squeezed at the mares clit, curling around in spirals, rubbed it firmly with the slick surface. She rrrrrrred at the taste.. delicious.. innocent.. pure.. prey.. the taste of unicorn. She held on to one leg, fingers stroking the soft white fur and let out a hiss as a breast was groped by her Master.

Groaning loudly, Tamira pushed her tongue into the sex of the dragoness, her back arching as one of the dragoness hissed and the tongue vibrated electrically against her clit. Fuck me she thought, do that AGAIN. She drove her tongue as deep as she could and licked erotically, her lips pressed to the dragons scaly flesh. She moaned as the tongue in her own sex probed deep and curled and writhed like a snake, moving deeper and in ways like nothing else she ever experienced. She didn't know which tongue was whose, or which dragon coiled it's tail around her breasts in a figure-eight to squeeze and rub and soon she stopped caring as pleasure erupted out of her in a high neighing of orgasmic pleasure.

Eventually she came to, panting, almost crying from the intensity of the release and nuzzled at the sex still at her nose. She rubbed at the clit, and the soft parted lips and even the harder protective scales around them. She twitched and jerked as tongues still teased at her sex until finally one of the tongues slid out and the dragoness bucked under her, roaring out her pleasure. Tamira nuzzled and lapped, only cringing a little from the predatory sounds and her vulnerable position. Soon both females slumped back down onto the bed, Tamira resting her head in the lap of the dragoness and moaned.

The stallion at the foot of the bed gave a soft yelp as a tailtip slide down to give him a harsh poke. He had been hearing the noises of sex, smelling the scent of that lovely mare, and when the covers lifted up enough, catching views of the mare being claimed by his Mistress and that other dragon. He was SO horny, his cock a throbbing mass of desire, aching from the ring at the base and the need to put it in that mare. To take her... rut for all he was worth. His mistress got him off on a regular basis of course.. but he wanted to feel soft fur against him so badly.. feel a tender mare under him. Not be pinned by a bigger, heavier and stronger female like his Mistress. It made him feel like a little boy, not a grand stallion to be so helpless and used. He went back to lapping at the feet of his Mistress, hearing the mare breathing and clenching his hands in jealousy. It didn't help at all that his ass still hurt like a motherfucker from the pounding that bitch gave him. That just was NOT right.

Tamira rested and relaxed, almost drifting off to sleep before she was pushed away from the dragoness as her Master moved to claim his pet. Tamira watched the rough mating, caressing and stroking the dragoness as she was pinned on her back by the larger male and he entered her with a snarl of pleasure. She wondered anew what went on in those heads, for the dragoness was clearly enjoying the rough play. Watching the male bite hard on the green throat, Tamira wondered if things were going to far but the dragoness only arched and cried out in pleasure, her claws scraping at Rahmor's scaly arms. She closed her eyes and tried to stay out of the way but a paw grabbed her horn and she was soon kissing and being kissed by both dragons, feeling like a sex toy passed between them and yelping as a paw griped her ass hard. But she obeyed and let them do as they pleased, knowing resisting would do no good and only get her punished. Her patience paid off as the dragons rutted and climaxed and settled down to sleep, finally sated. She stayed under the covers as she had been ordered, hearing the dragons breathing slow to a deep, steady pattern before finally allowing herself to sleep.

Sleep would not come to the stallion, his cock a hot heat that felt like it would burn him. He shifted on his knees, uncomfortable and horny as he rested his head on the bed, staring at the hooves of the mare. He softly gave one a touch with his nose, sighing at the feel of it, and then bit his lip before slowly sliding his hand up under the covers to gently caress the unicorns lower leg. He listened for any stirring, just petting it with a soft and gentle touch, his other hand moving to his cock almost without conscious thought. He moved very slowly now, reaching up with his arm, his hand moving along the mares thigh now, oh it was so soft. He stroked himself carefully.. it would not do to cum, his Mistress would punish him bad if he did. But it felt so GOOD and he could control himself. His hand traced up the mares leg and found her firm rump, pawing her gently.. oh what a fine ass she had. Gods he wanted to fuck it. He stiffened, both hands freezing as he fought down a sudden rush of pleasure, managing to just leak a bit of pre as his cock throbbed. That was close.. he should stop.. but he gently and slowly worked his hand down between the mares thighs.. they were parted a she slept on her side, and he held his breath as a finger felt the velvety softness of her pussy. He pumped his erection slowly with a firm grip and inched his finger forward, wanting to enter her.. just a little bit. But instead he gasped in shock as his finger was suddenly gripped and bent back painfully. The sudden pain combined with being on the edge so long was too much for him and he helplessly came, his cock spraying the underside of the bed as he let out a soft whinny and yanked his hand from the mares thighs and held his cock, trying to stop his pent up orgasm.

"What a bad boy..." said the dragoness sleepily. "Remind me to punish you in the morning, slave..." she said with a yawn and went back to sleep.

Tamira scooted up as far as she dared, curling up between the two sleepy dragons on either side of her. She felt a moment of guilt for getting the stallion in trouble, but damn it, he had his hand between her legs. He should be lucky she didn't snap his finger clean off. She jerked as a hand moved to rest possessively on her ass and she relaxed as it was only her Masters. That thought made her frown. Why did she accept the touch of a dragon but not from her own kind? She finally decided it was because she had no choice in what the dragon did to her, so it did no good to get worked up every time he touched her. But the stallion... she could STOP him. It felt good to be able to tell him no. She nodded to herself and closed her eyes once more and sleep took her again.

Humiliated, the stallion slumped at the foot of the bed, his cock throbbing, still erect and dripping. He shuddered at the thought of what his Mistress was going to do to him and he whimpered to himself. That mare bitch better not ever run into him when their owners were not around he thought. She will pay for this he brooded.