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Keira fixed her attention on the pond and kept her features fixed in a slight smile as she heard the barking sounds of the drill sergeant coming from the distance. The snarling cries of the old scarred drake barely made her flinch as she relaxed beside the relatively cool water and kept her feet dipped in so she could relieve some of the ache. Those that sprawled out with her were mostly off duty at the moment, people not in her platoon that frequently came down to the water to relax the few times they had free time. She wasn't a part of their group, she was supposed to be marching drills, but she couldn't do it. Not again. She was so damned tired of marching on the grounds until she wanted to drop, she was tired of her feet hurting and new blisters forming at the end of each day. She was tired of Sergeant Reave's snarling at her, screaming in her face and acting as if she were nothing more than a bit of dirt beneath his foot.

She had joined the army because she had been forced too. The moment she had turned eighteen her parents had made her sign up no matter how annoyed she was by the fact she was expected to be a part of this dog and pony show. If she wanted to continue onto a good college this was the way to do it, but the longer she stayed here the more she began to regret her choice, especially given the fact that she was under the foot of a snarling drake that seemed to take sadistic pleasure in driving her to the point of tears. He had to know that she wasn't as hearty as the rest of the recruits, she was one of only seven females, but he refused to even give her a break. He drove her until she was ready to snarl right back in his face, but she never did. Instead, she had found a new way.

"God, Keira, you're going to get flayed. Do you hear him?" One of the recruits laughed, the sleek white drake was older and a bit more muscular than most. "He's probably dressing down your bunk mate."

"She had her chance to come." Keira shrugged one shoulder and wriggled further down so that her toes were a bit deeper in the water. "Besides, the worse they can do is toss me out or maybe bring me up on charges. I'd welcome being kicked out, this place is ridiculous. What do they think tromping around is going to teach us?"

"You know old Reave, he just likes making sure everyone is as sore and beat up as he is." Another female laughed as she stretched out on the grass. "I think he keeps hoping that he'll have us broken down to the point that we're just saying yes to everything."

There was a ripple of laughter from the group and Keira relaxed a little bit as the sound of her squad reached her, they were starting to move again, chanting out the stupid phrases that they always said. She wasn't going to learn a damn thing running around like an idiot. She had been the top of her debate team, she had been president of student council. She had test scores high enough that she knew she was destined for great things, she was intelligent, gifted. She barely had to study to get through school, she should have been able to get a scholarship for no reason, but her father had assured her that because they made too much money she would be skipped over. A pity that stupider students would get money while she had to spend her time in a place like this, wearing badly fitting clothes that she couldn't even get replaced.

She stretched herself out all the way and leaned back against the ground and into the soft grass as she listened to her friends chatter around her. Perhaps she could just skip out on all the drills for a few days, they'd have to release her then. If she left on her own she would be arrested for going AWOL, if she was unfit they would kick her out and she'd have no problem going back to her parents. She had no doubt they could manage her college if they tried, they could piece something together, her father always said that he was successful. Perhaps they were doing it make her build character, as if she really needed that.

"You really should go back, I mean, at some point you need to get your drills done." One of the recruits said. "Unless you want to be crawling around in the muck the next time it rains. Reaves loves making people hike in the rain."

"Probably because that's the only time he manages to get somewhat clean." Keira said with a burst of laughter. "You ever see how dirty his hands are? They're like coated in mud most of the time."

"I wouldn't expect you to know anything about hard work or the effects of it." The snarling rough voice made most of the recruits jump away, scrambling up from the pond as Keira tensed up. "Get on your feet, NOW!"

Reave's roar was loud enough that most of the other languishing cadets were scrabbling up to salute, but Keira made herself remain in place, despite the slight cold knot in her stomach. She wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of seeing her jump up and try to execute a salute as if she were terrified of him. She was tired of being bossed around, she was tired of being treated as if she were a child. She was legally an adult and she wasn't going to stand for it any longer. The yellow-gold dragoness opened one eye to look up at the scarred drake, his heavy features were drawn with his rage as his eyes flashed from beneath the curve of his brow. He looked more angry in that moment than she had ever seen him, and some small part of her was absolutely satisfied that she had finally gotten to him. It didn't take much to have words come to her lips in answer to his demand.

"Make me." She responded and quirked her lip up in a slight smile. He couldn't touch her, the moment he did she'd have him up on charges and possibly even be able to sue to military for an assault. Who would take his side when they finally saw him?

"What... did...you...say?" Reave bit of each word and she twitched her lip up in a slight smile, trying to ignore the fear.

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Reave polished his buckle angrily, the taste of brandy on his tongue doing nothing to wash away the pure rage he felt at his earlier encounter with one of his recruits. Keira was a problem, the slender young dragoness was uppity to the point that he wanted to take the back of his hand across her muzzle. He didn't dare hit her, not when he knew that a pretty little upscale girl with a bruise face and friends who witnessed it would simply drag him up on charges. He had been beyond angry at her words, the challenge in them mocking him to actually make her get up. He had glared at her until he had counted to ten in three different languages, and still his anger hadn't ebbed. Instead, he had done the only thing he could do to still save face. He had removed her privileges. Her off duty time was gone, her meals would be missed for the next two days, and she was on kitchen detail, but she had only smirked.

He threw his belt across his desk and glared at the far side of the room. Once he had been respected, he had known war, he had led soldiers behind him who would have died if he had asked them too. Now, he spent his time baby sitting cadets who were filled with their own ideas of just how important they were. Keira was a pretty little thing, all sweetness with an athletic body and full breasts that had probably just batted her eyes at school to get her way. She wasn't well off enough to really call in too many favors, but that didn't matter when you pretty and bubbly. He already saw the way his own recruits were behaving towards her, treating her like a little queen bee. He curled his lip up in disgust at the idea of any of them trying to take after her.

_A piss poor leader, one that will likely only lead to them getting hurt. _ He thought and leaned back in his chair, rubbing a hand along the scar that curled right along the line of his shoulder.

This wasn't the first time he'd had this sort of problem, but before it had always been a young drake causing the problem. Young drakes could be dealt with easily, it didn't take that much work to beat them down. He could force them into submission physically because no one would bat an eye if a trainee showed up with a blacked eye or dented scales. They simply accepted it, but that wasn't going to work here. She would defy him at every turn, the fact he hadn't had an instant response to her defiance would hurt him in the standing of his cadets tomorrow unless he did something about it. He had to bring her to heel. He let out a low growl in his throat, grinding his teeth while he glanced towards the window.

The girl would need to know that she wasn't invulnerable, she would have to be taught that he could and would stand up to her little outbursts. He couldn't beat it out of her, but there were other options. He doubted that pretty little thing had ever had much more than a kiss or two from a young drake. She was too uptight to be wiggling naked in a bed with a boy, even if she had, the girl likely wasn't practiced. He didn't have to do a thing to her that hadn't happened to half a dozen females in the corps, it was to be expected. Most of his superiors wouldn't look at him, he had a decorated record, he had successfully dealt with thousands of cadets. They'd look at her attempt to put him up on charges and simply think she had had a romp and regretted it, or deliberately was trying to set him up after this afternoon.

She won't tell anyone, not after I get done with her. The girl will keep her mouth shut and step into line. _ He picked up his drink and polished it off, his body starting to stir, the warmth growing through his stomach as he thought about her lovely curved body. _It will be a pleasure to make sure she falls into line.

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The feel of hands woke Keira up and she jerked as she felt fingers closing around her muzzle and made her muffle a scream as weight creaked on the bed behind her. She immediately started to struggle, twisting and writhing in place, trying to elbow the assailant that grabbed her muzzle harder and forced her to roll over on her small bunk as the rough grip came with the sharp scent of something musky and thick. The fear made her taste bile on the back of her tongue as the darkness of the barracks showed the outline of a large heavy male head, another hand gripped her hip and pushed her down, a knee shoved right against her legs to keep them in place. The fingers pinched her muzzle roughly as she let out a choked noise, trying to scream for help.

"No one is going to help you." Reave's angry voice rumbled in her ear. "They're exhausted from being good cadets, a damn shame you didn't join them."

_Reave!? _ She tried to twist away, but a knee shoved up and forced itself between her legs as the fingers yanked right against her loose sleeping shirt.

"You're going to fall into line, cadet, and if you need to be punished, then I will by God punish you." He hissed at her, the voice barely a breath as he threatened her. "I will come in here and punish you every damn night if I have too."

She tried to shove at him, but the snarl rang in her ears as she saw the teeth pulled back and glittering in the darkness, speaking to the basest fears she possessed while she was forced down rough in place. Her shirt was ripped open and torn beneath the covers, the rough yank twisted along her neck and choked her briefly before it was pried off and a rough calloused hand reached up to cup her breast. Tears sprang to her eyes as she was roughly pawed and squeezed, rubbing over the edges with a stroke that pulled along her nipple and the male rumbled out as he shifted on her bunk. She was nearly choking on terror as she felt the bare scales scraping against her. He was nude, entirely nude, and in her bunk with her. She shoved, her hands hit against his chest as the fingers pinched along her nipple and made her kick out slightly as he rolled it back and forth.

He pulled firmly, drawing it out so that she arched her back and opened her jaws wider as she choked on a short cry. Her heart was hammering against her throat while Reave's scarred head loomed above her with his teeth flashing slightly. She knew her bunkmate was asleep above her, there were cadets that filled the room, but no one was saying anything to her. No one was moving. She knew they were passed out and exhausted, they always were after a hard day's work, which meant they weren't going to wake up and see what their drill sergeant was doing to her. He shifted his weight down and deliberately squeezed his fingers around her muzzle. He made sure that she was well and truly aware of the fact that there was nothing she could do to get away, which seemed to arouse him further.

He kept one hand on her muzzle, refusing to let her scream out for help as he rolled over top of her and began to slide his hand down to grip against the line of her hips. She never slept in shorts, she always wore her pants, but now she regretted that choice as the fingers roughly grabbed at the band of her pants and peeled them down. His claws scraped lightly against the line of the her stomach, peeling the a material away from her mound as she tried to kick out against him. The weight pushed down roughly against her as something hot pushed right along the line of her hip. The thick dribble of wetness ground itself right against her scales, drooling along her as the cock rubbed against her. The fingers curled up between her legs and ripped away her pants, making her entire body jerk in horror as she was forced to feel the drake rubbing against her.

She panted wildly, tears welling up in her eyes as he roughly handled her and pushed his fingertips right up against the softness of her mound. The fingers curled forward, rubbing right between her fat soft lips with a stroke that made her jerk her body upwards. The knee forced her legs open wider as the drake's tongue flicked down and roughly curled against her nipple tip. It pushed upwards, twisting about with a light flick that made the nub stiffen. The fingers firmly pushed forward, one of them wedging right into her virginal body so that she was struggling against it. She choked out a ragged noise as her inner walls contracted down and squeezed while struggling to get away from him. This couldn't be happening! He couldn't do this to her.

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Reave felt the little dragoness writhing under him and he only growled out a sound of pleasure as she pushed with the hands against his chest. It didn't do anything that might make him stop, instead he wedged his finger into her tender body and growled low in his throat with desire. He kept her legs spread open as his cock twitched against his stomach, the oozing spill ran along his glans as he let out a series of low noises when her legs shifted against her. She was soft feeling, so deliciously delicate under him, which only roused him further as she let out a short choked noise in reaction to his finger sliding from her sleek body. Her tight walls clutched him as it pulled all the way out, making his breathing come out in a short growl before he shifted his hands against her.

He pushed one hand on her hip, the other he kept on her muzzle and forced her eyes up to look at him as he pressed himself above her body. Her breathing was so rapid, the eyes wild and terrified as he drew his hips upwards with a slow slide that pushed right along her inner thighs. He deliberately drew the preseminal fluid right against her folds, trailing his tapered tip along her as the thickened black length twitched eagerly. He could have brought a condom, he had even considered it when he'd left his office, but he wanted to make sure she knew just how well she had been used. The taste of her scent was alluring and sweet as he shoved her legs open wide and pushed his cock tip right up against the soft plush folds. He pushed forward, nudging with just enough force that they began to part open. The trickle spilled downwards in a thick dollop, rolling towards the crease of her rump.

"NNNNNF!!!!" Keira let out the noise, shaking her head wildly back and forth before he forced her head to hold still.

"If you didn't want this, you would have kept your mouth shut, girl." He growled at her, mocking her struggle before grinding forward. "You're going to feel this for the next week."

He arched his back, trying to keep his movements as quiet as he could. He knew that all it would take was one of the girls to wake up and see him to blow the whistle, but he knew they were exhausted. His anger at Keira had made him drive them to the point of exhaustion. Most of them had been tired to even shower, now they were quiet as he pused his hips down and began to force her walls to open up around him. She jerked and gave a short noise, choking slightly as he began to pry her walls wider and wider. The taut outer lips stretched open around him and made him shudder in delight while the sleek inner walls swallowed up along his bare length. The next twitch pumped a thick glob right into her unprotected body and she choked a ragged noise against his muzzle, her eyes bulging wide.

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Keira couldn't believe it, part of her had been frantically thinking that he was just trying to scare her, that he would stop before things went too far, but the cock tip was all too real as it started to sink into her body. She let out a ragged cry as her walls were stretched open wider and wider, straining by the moment. Her entire body was shuddering in place, her breathing came out raggedly from the grip on her muzzle as he pushed her walls open as wide as they could go. It ached and felt good all at once as his hips gave a short ragged buck forward and sank nearly half the length into her body. The slick messy spill oozed inside of her, smearing over the edges and pushing forward as the hips plunged forward.

It was too much, she was stretched open as far as she could go, her hands shoving roughly against the chest to try and throw the weight off of her. He was large enough that she was nearly crushed beneath his weight as his powerful muscled haunches drove forward again. He forced more inside of her, the tip was digging deeper, prying her vulnerable walls open to the point that she felt like she was going to tear. The next rock forward slammed up against her, the heavy weight of the balls clapped against her while a hot breath hit against the curve of her neck. She felt the slippery length of the tongue scraping against her tail with a twist and slide down towards the line of her breasts.

He was violent, the hips were roughly clapping against her as she was forced to feel every bare inch of the shaft working through her. It tugged places inside of her, stimulating and making her push her legs out to either side of his hips. She could feel the powerful haunches were plunging forward with a squelch and wet sound, messily churning the juices inside of her. They were being mixed together, the wetness spilled out in a hot eruption that pushed deeper, warming her belly. The tongue and teeth worked together, stimulating her as she struggled to get away. She was nearly choking as the fingers flexed against her muzzle while the stomach arched up in the air and there was a harder thrust, savaging violating her body. The warmth was spreading deeper, surging and making it hard to think or struggle.

"NNNF!!" She managed to noise, her body jerking in place as the cock bottomed out inside of her, pushing in roughly through her so that the tip was bottoming out deep inside of her.

She'd never been handled this way, the drake didn't have any care for her, instead he used her body for his own pleasure, the lewd wet noises and squelches were mutes as one of his hands moved up to clutch against the swell of the breast. The fingers dug down tightly, clutching the tender breasts as her breathing came out in short noises, her eyes squeezed shut as her folds gaped open as wide as they could possibly go. Her muscles were swallowing along the length of the dark black shaft that was steadily pounding harder, the hips slapped against her own in a muffled sound as the low growl burst out of the dragon.

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Reave was savoring every trust and flex of her haunches, feeling the suckling walls that were dragging along his length. She was so damned virginal, her entire body screamed of inexperience as she arched her back and squirmed. She was struggling to get away, the movement shoved roughly against him, but there was nothing that was going to stop him now. His cock scrubbed deep inside of her vulnerable belly, stirring and pushing the wet syrupy preseed inside of her, forcing it into her vulnerable womb while she choked against his hands. Her body was writhing and kicking about, but he used his weight to hold her down, working in brutal powerful thrusts. The cock pushed in deep, forcing its way through all the way to the barrier of the cervix, kissing against the narrow opening and grinding up along the passage towards the vulnerable unprotected womb.

His fingers worked against the warm breasts, kneading and feeling the soft plush skin giving under his touch as she gave a series of short bucks and twists. The movements were frantic as he began to saw his way in and out, flashing a few inches of dark flesh free before the next force forward. He was bottoming out time and again, listening to the sound of the sleeping cadets around him. His lips curled backwards in a vicious smile. None of them knew what was happening to one of their number and he began to move harder and put more weight down against her hips. The wetness was squelching out around the edges as her walls contracted down painfully tight. She was suckling along him greedily as he moved his hand from her muzzle to her throat, pushing down just enough to make it hard for her to breathe or make a noise.

The pleasure was building up, the way the suckling walls caressed him brought him closer towards his peak as he bared his teeth in a muted snarl of pleasure. He hammered his way inwards, making sure that every last inch of her narrow passage was stretched open wide around him. He nestled his tip right against the dilated opening of her cervix and she thrashed under him. He struggled to regain his hold on her muzzle as his tail dropped down and he pushed his entire weight onto her, trying to keep her still as his balls tightened up and his tip began to twitch. The eruption of pleasure hit him like a wave, the knowledge that he was flooding the young dragoness, that she couldn't do anything to protect herself, only heightened the exquisite pleasure.

The thick creamy seed was flung out into her passage, rope after rope of it poured through him and into her, pooling against the opening of her cervix. She whimpered, letting out choked frightened noises from around his grip on her muzzle as the semen sprayed out again, flushing through the narrow passage of her cervix. It was trickling inwards, carrying millions of his ripe ready sperm. There was no barrier, nothing to stop them as the wriggled their way inwards, making sure that they were aiming right towards the ripe young ovum. His breathing came out raggedly, straining his ability to remain silent as his pent up seed kept pumping into her. More than her young body could hold and he delighted in it. He would fill her to the brim, leave her stuffed full with his seed and sperm, and she would learn her lesson.

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Keira let out a gasp as her muzzle was released after what seemed like hours and the sergeant shifted above her. His hands gripped her hips and pinned them in place as he stood up and dragged his cock from her body with a lewd wet noise. It slipped out, thickly glazed with his seed her and her own juices, tugging along her walls while she shuddered and stared up at him in terror. The cock tip pulled free, strands of viscous wetness clung between them before it dropped down and she felt the creamy semen drooling out of her still gaping aching folds. It wasn't most of it, not nearly enough as it puddled against her tail, most of it remained warm inside of her belly where she could do nothing about it. The black drake stared down at her, curling his lip up as if in disgust.

"Clean yourself." He hissed out and wiped his cock off right on her leg, cleaning it as much as he could. "And be ready to run drills tomorrow. If not, I am sure I will see you tomorrow tonight."

"Y-yes, s-sir." Keira stammered, her throat aching as the drake picked up his pants and pulled them back on, zipping his used shaft before turning away from her.

She couldn't look at him, she felt thoroughly used as she rolled onto her side and curled up, the pressure only forcing more of the sticky cream out of her body and oozed along her legs. His scent filled her nose as she lay in the puddle of damp on the bed, flinching a little bit, but there was nothing she could do about it. She could have gotten up and gone to the shower, but that would have only risked someone seeing her. She felt a rush of panic at the idea of anyone seeing her like this. She never wanted anyone to know how she had been used. She never wanted anyone to see just what had happened to her. She curled into a ball, tucking her tail down over her sore cream coated folds and burrowed her muzzle in her pillow.

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"AT EASE!" Reave snarled out and the entire company stopped, his cadets stood in a proud line while he walked along them.

The morning had gone well, there was no stirring of disobedience as he ran his eyes down their ranks, every cadet stood at ease and watched him from beneath their caps. He nodded his head approvingly as he worked his way through the lines, ignoring their heaving chests as they caught their breath. He padded along all the way past the yellow-gold dragoness who refused to look directly at him. She had done poorly all morning, not quite keeping in check with the others, but there was no hint she was doing it willfully. She had pushed herself to the point that she was nearly shaking with exhaustion as she had been forced to work despite her bruised lower body and the abuse it had taken the night before.

He didn't acknowledge her any differently than the rest of his cadets, he didn't need to. They had all watched her come out of the barracks cowed with her head down, not even making a snippy remark as he had forced her to clean the mess hall after the rest had eaten. They could see that she had been beaten, it had just taken a special hand to tame her into a proper cadet. He knew that she would step out of line again, but he was prepared now. The next time one of his female cadets decided to try his patience he knew exactly how he would treat them. He would break them the only way he knew how, and they would fall into line too.

He turned to walk back to the head as Keira was left shaking in place, feeling sick to her stomach at the way he ignored her. Deep inside of her fertile belly the sperm were already working to pierce her eggs, plunging forward to penetrate the barrier to spark the first kiss of life inside of her. Even if she had known, there was little she could have done, to do something would have been to admit she had been raped in her bunk. She hadn't screamed or fought hard enough, she hadn't gotten help, as far as anyone would have been concerned she let it happen. The drake turned at the head of the line and she felt his eyes on her, trying to quell her terror as she stiffened up to attention. She had learned a lesson she would never forget.