The Library
Her head snapped up at the noise, a pile of books tumbling to the stone ground at the entrance of the underwater library itself, ancient beyond the knowledge of time. Her wings fluttered, all of a sudden alarmed and alert. No one else surely could know where this place lay, let alone get to it deep beneath the ocean as it was. No one had accompanied her, either, far too dangerous of a trip for any not of the aquatic variety. The fins and flukes across her deeply green scaled form fluttered softly as her head and eyes focused upon the entrance archway, expecting a figure, a shape, something to appear, to enter and accost her... Well, truly she did not know what to expect. Seconds turned into minutes and yet still nothing further occurred, time away from the book in her paws wasted by what was merely poorly stacked and unbalanced books eventually finding the stone surface of the floor. Eventually, even she had to breathe a sigh of relief in the knowledge that she was, indeed, alone down here. Free to investigate the tomes of knowledge that would give her the skills to fight the evil building in the world high above the ocean's surface.
Her attention turned back to the ancient pages that spoke of an evil long past, that history had all but forgotten, yet it was all so familiar to her. In great depth the book spoke of events that had repeated themselves in her time with eerie accuracy, towns enveloped in a cloud that turned day to night and night into nightmares. History had beaten them, him, that great black and red demon that took a draconic host, surely for civilisation still stood, but it had forgotten how, but for this great library deep underwater. She was no hero, merely the right person at the right time, but she dared not skip a page, lest she miss some important information, some important breakthrough the book had known. She couldn't bring it back with her, the wards of the ancient page would not allow it, and even if they did, no container could possible survive the water at these depths. She had to remember it, learn it.
Her fins fanned out wide, her head turning as more books tumbled to the ground, the cloud of dust blooming from books untouched for centuries that fell from their shelves in a great tumble, the bookshelf collapsing under some unseen force. Her eyes focused down on it, that cloud, seeing movement that didn't belong. Someone was here! Like a coiled spring, she leapt up to hindpaws, tail pressed to the ground to balance on, gathering the magic to her forepaws, gripping the energy balls she had summoned, yelling at the top of her lungs. "Show yourself!"
The dust exploded in all directions, greyish brown cloud expanding rapidly with a noise that defied description, an ethereal roar that shook her very bones and made her too slow to respond to the shimmeringly black chain that struck out from the cloud like a whip, smashing through the bookcases to her right, shattered timber and tomes showering her form before the magically propelled steel did, slapping her ground and then into a bookcase as she ricocheted off the smooth surface of rock. Through the dust of it all she could barely see, and without wings to clear it, the aquatic dragoness could only cough in her struggle to breathe, magic forgotten through the haze and response to the impact. Something, though, blew the dust away in thick, strong gusts one after the other. She could see the black scales of her attacker, red highlights around the edges of that body, not a colour but a backbody glow--! No, it couldn't be him! The lord of darkness could not be right in front of her in this ancient library, the wards should have kept him out--!
Frozen as she was by her thoughts, only able to watch as he began to growl in some forgotten ancient magic tongue, blue crackling arcs forming all over his tremendous forepaws, eventual scrambles to her feet could never outpace his power and electricity shot through her form with a burning wave of paralysis that sent her tumbling right back to the unforgiving ground as the arcing covered her body completely before dissipating. She screamed, even if she wasn't in pain, but she could barely make a coherent sound, escaping as little more than a yelp one might expect from a puppy rather than a fully grown dragoness of the seas. The involuntary twitching eventually stopped, but it left her barely able to twitch, movements slow and weak and a complete struggle. Yellow eyes stared up at him, just as glowing reds stared down at her with a glare of fury a real creature was utterly incapable of possessing.
From somewhere, perhaps nowhere, his right paw held some kind of round stone, easily as large as her paw curled into a ball, a deep vibrant red colour, glowing in the centre. In low growling tones, and immune to her slow, useless twitches, he pried her jaws open, wide, wider, until she shrieked in helpless terror, just to cram the yieldless stone between her jaws, where it sat, heavy and motionless. More growls and more magic followed, and something was sealing her maw shut around it, a strange goo that flowed from his fingertips like molasses, forming into a solid substance that held her jaw shut around the heavy crystal like a gag. A quiver ran throughout her form, feeling that inate power inside herself, that magical ability drain from her, "Mmnnnh, mnnfff..!" The only thing she could do, her last ability to defend herself fading from her body and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop it! "Mmmmnf!"
Even managing to get a paw to her snout, eventually, so slow moving, it was all she could manage just to touch the foul magic that held her maw and power at bay, feeling the strange throbbing of the solid substance before hot, too hot paws gripped at hers and pulled them down, pulled them together. She couldn't even resist, only lumberously turn her snout to watch in abstract detachment, able to see but not to feel the same stuff coat both her foreankles and pull them tightly together in a crisscross, her digits free for all the softly twitching good they would do her. Just barely able to lift them, which only seemed to trigger the demon's next cruel motion, forcing the midjoints of her fores together and winding them together as well, uncomfortably restricted. "Hffnnf, hnnnmf!" she complained, tried to complain, not even remotely able to test her restraints, weak as a hatchling like she was. He, it, the creature of darkness looked at her like she might a cut of meat at the butchers, before sweeping his paws and grabbing her own, hefting her in the air and letting her dangle from them, despite her many muffled squeals while her tail dragged on the floor.
He splayed out her hindlegs, pulling them apart with paw and tail, leaving her utterly on display, a fact he seemed to enjoy with the guttural, slow and powerful chuckling growl deep in that possessed throat, the black chain from before suddenly appearing across her hindquarters, the interconnected links sliding across her exposed cleft with firm contact, and she tried to struggle, no, he couldn't do this, he couldn't! But no matter how she willed against it, the press of that chain made her body warm up, her breath quicken and her hinddigits curl, the utter terror of being before the creature that would the world alarmingly barely slowing the flush of arousal brought on by that weapon gliding over her clit. "Mnh- mnhhhf, mnnnhff!" She cried past the thick and heavy crystal between her jaws as it sapped her magic and the chain sapped her will to keep squirming weak and utterly powerlessly, beads of moisture already beginning to form against her consent, easing the movement of the seemingly infinite chain, her muffled moans and near sobs growing louder and more frequent until he finally abated and left her quivering on the ground, just about drooling at both ends. She couldn't, couldn't get free--!
The chain, freshly pulled away and damp with her forced lust, suddenly coiled around her hindpaws with both ends, becoming like a solid bar, keeping her hinds spread, locked apart. He was done with the chain now, and sought further amusement. Her tail limply lifted to try and protect some of her remaining decency, but as he pushed her body back to the ground, it only took the merest shove of a paw to push and pin the long frilly appendage out of the way. Wide and anxious yellow eyes looked up at him from her back, torn between looking and looking away, only able to gleam his intentions when it was far too late. HIs body pressed down, hindpaws forced upwards towards her helpless fores, and the two linked together like a jigsaw puzzle and soon she couldn't squirm either of her four limbs away from each other. "Mnnnnnhhhhhf!" she squealed as his thickly ridged and tapered spire sunk past her soaked folds, his jaws wrapped around her throat, she couldn't buck, she couldn't squirm, couldn't clench as he filled her utterly, he was so much bigger and she couldn't-- "Mnnhhhhhhfff!" It, he, began to thrust, this couldn't be happening, she was being raped, no no nono, she couldn't even struggle or fight him off, each time he slide forwards, it filled her stretched vent so utterly full, unable to think while she had to bare it, "mhhhhfhff, hffffmnnn!" pleading through her gagged snout falling on deaf ears and answered only with an instinct raising mating bite that left her limp even despite the paralysis.
Her snout lolled from side to side, vision foggy with tears and the strain of being forced to take his hefty size, unable to see a way out, unable to see freedom or something she could use to help, only splinters of books and bookshelves and that terrible form atop her body, pressing her back into the stone while he used his victim, the would be hero. "Mnnnfhhh..! hmmnff, pmmnff, nnnnnf!" No amount of pleading changed her situation, so dreadfully used on the stone bound as she was, no freedom or escape, just a merciless breeding that reached an inveitable peak, nononono no no no no please no--! The snarl, and it was truly a snarl no matter how otherworldly it sounded, shook the very foundations of the sunken structure, dust falling from all over, books were shaken from shelves piles, a thunderous aftershock of impacts raining down from all around the open cavern that was this building as the creature reached a terrible climax, hot warmth flooding her abused, red raw vent, feeling how she filled up and began to leak around him humiliatingly, nothing she could do, nothing she could even begin to do, to think to do--
He pulled free of her body, leaving her drooling, helplessly bound, unable to do a thing to stop it, to protect herself, to shield from his view. She sobbed weak moans as the enormity of the situation became clear to her mind. He began to growl, again, low and rumbly, preparing his magic and she prepared for the end that surely was to follow. Lightning formed and swarmed around his digittips before they leapt out and her eyes closed, the only part of her unaffected by the paralysis. But the strike never came despite the echoing thunderclap. Only the sound of a magical ward getting vapourised by the utter power of the spell, followed quickly by the dangerously loud shattering of rocks, and then--! The sound of water, pouring in through a breach in the magically reinforced walls. Her eyes shot open, following the direction of his paws to the damage, where the ward had been damaged absorbing the blast and the rocks making up the wall had been partially fractured, letting water spill in from the ocean all around, already beginning to pool at the bottom of the library, only a few metres below where she stood. The creature looked at her, one foul glare before he vanished in a pitch black cloud of mist, no longer present.
"Mnnnnfm mnhhhh!" she cried out, desperation to move building renewed. She was still utterly bound, spread, vulnerable and on display, for the whole world to see her abused cleft between those spread hinds. She could barely move, tingling building in her muscles not that it did her any good. The water was pouring in through the small breach so quickly it spewed halfway across the bottom level before it actually hit the stone surface, and it wouldn't take forever to get to her level... "nnnnnhffff!" She could hold her breath for a long time, but not forever, she had to get free, wiggle loose, panting past the gag that stole away her magic. Everything was so tight, what could she do? She could barely wiggle, no matter how hard she tried, all of her body's movements were so slow and ponderous it was impossible imagining them breaking with any sort of force she could physically muster... But the water was still steadily rising, causing untold damage to the library by the second and there was nothing she could do about it... if she couldn't get free, she couldn't rescue the tomes that could tell her how to defeat that... that demon!
"Mnnnnnnnnhhhff!" What could she do..?