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Chapter 1

Titus gave a soft, deep grunt as smoke curled out of his scaled muzzle and rose towards the ceiling. He gave a glance down at his claws, then sighed, examining the gold watch on his wrist a moment later. The dragon was annoyed by all of this... to say the least. Unlike many of his kind, he utterly and completely lacked the patience to wait centuries to get what he wanted. Instead, he used his hoard to acquire goods, purchase services, or lay hands on things he desired. And at the moment, one of those things was currently very slightly out of his reach.

He had requested his minions find him a unicorn... one that was malleable... and breakable. He desired a toy that could be changed into what he wanted, broken as much as he wished, then put back together in whatever form he saw fit. Unicorns, with their regenerative magics and shape shifting, were a perfect fit for such a role, and as he tapped his claws on table, his eyes scanned the street.

Supposedly, one had a glen very near here, near in the magical sense more that the geographic sense. He was at the edge of the city park, and he suspected that the protected woods there would lure at least one of the finicky beasts into his claws. He was waiting for it now, sitting casually in front of a small coffee shop, his eyes scanning the trees in search of any source of magic he could find... After all, his hoard had been depleted... and now, a unicorn would restore much of it nicely.

Hooves wandered slowly through the forest, his path leading him closer and closer to the edge of the city park. Not that he cared, after all there wasn't much a powerful magical being like him had to fear. He'd wandered through the city it's self on more than a few occasions, although he really didn't like it much. The bushs ahead of him parted, and a long meandering concrete path appeared. Soon the air was filled to the hollow sound of' _ 'Cilp Clop's' _ on the hard surface, the sexy Zebracorn unaware that eyes were on him.

The Dragon grinned, fangs glinting brightly as he stood, quietly walking down the concrete path. He did his best to appear unassuming, just a simply reptile of some sort out for a stroll. The charm around his neck made sure that his magic wouldn't be detected--at least until it was too late. He moved silently, looking at the unicorn trotting before him. He realized, instantly, that it was an even rarer one that he'd thought. Black and white stripes, a long dark horn... 'Oh, yes. This was a proper prize.' He paid no attention as the two of them passed, but a moment later, he turned, reaching up and removing the charm from around his neck.

A moment later, the Zebracorn would be aware of the presence of something... powerful, and magical... immediately behind it. And then, there was the sensation of something closing around his neck from behind

Hooves hardly noticed the reptile as he walked by, mundanes like him were of no concern to the myth. And then a second later his senses began to tingle alarmingly, something powerful and magical was right on top of him. The Zebracorn's handsome head jerked up, and he tried to spin around to see what it was. "Wha..." Hooves choked, as he felt something wrapping around his long slender equine neck. Instantly the myth tried to escape, his body going to simply vanish to in nothing. When suddenly his magic rebounded, that sleek body burning as his own power betrayed him. Somehow twisting and turning on it's user, Hooves instantly knew he was dealing with someone who was even more powerful than himself. "WWEEEHEHEEE." The sexy myth screamed, dropping down to his knee's as the reptiles leering muzzle appeared over him

Titus laughed softly, it was amusing and at the same-time intensely arousing to watch the equine jerk in pain from his own rebounding magic. "That.. was easier than I expected." The Dragon said, snickering cruelly as he reached down, grabbing the unicorn by the ear and twisting it slightly, pinning the side of his muzzle to the short wall surrounding the park. A few people stopped, calling out, but after a moment, they simply... kept on walking. The Dragon grinned, his magic pushing what they saw from their puny mortal minds.

"That thing must be quite painful." He said with a short laugh, even as his strong clawed hands added to the Myth's agony. "I wasn't stupid enough to test a suppression charm by pressing my power against it, but I suppose your ignorance of such things led you to this..." He said arrogantly, that long forked tongue flickering out to taste the Zebracorn's fear and pain sweat.

The handsome black and white striped equine's mouth opened and closed, his eyes fluttering as he looked up stunned. A Dragon... how had he missed that there was a Dragon in this city park, the pain in Hooves ear making him wince. That handsome muzzle showing his pain and confusion plainly, the Zebracorn's mouth working slowly open and closed again. "Wha... wha... where?" The myth keenly aware of the fact that he was completely powerless, and as such very vulnerable at that moment.

"Do you like my little trick?" The mythical reptile continued, his voice soft and taunting as he spoke.

"Nooo... not at all." Hooves grunted weakly, this wasn't just some cruel joke, the Zebracorn knew from many past experiences.

"I could bend you over and rape you right here, and no one would bat an eye. Some of them might huff as they stepped over you, but no one would even care." He said with a dark chuckle, almost ready to do just that... if it hadn't been so crude.

"Ummm gods if that's all you want, all you had to do was ask." The Zebracorn knew very well, that no one would care if their were two males rutting in the park.

"I can't imagine... a Zebracorn like you, so obviously used to being looked at... unable to be seen. That must be quite frustrating, hmm?" Hooves didn't answer that last question, instead he just gathered up what saliva he had and spit it at the Dragon

The Dragon smirked down at him, as that saliva splattered on his handsome scaly muzzle. "I don't just want to fuck you, little unicorn. If I wanted that, I would have been more polite..." He said, tugging a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping the bit of spittle off of his face. He looked down at it, then at the Zebracorn, then casually backhanded him hard enough to jerk his head to the side and make his head spin. "You are going to be the newest addition to my collection." He said in way of explanation, chuckling and reaching down. He grabbed the unicorn by his horn, hefting him into the air by it and letting him dangle for a moment.

Hooves head was ringing from that hard blow, the pain adding the the magically rebound the Zebracorn had experienced-only moments before. "Your collection?" Hooves grunted, thinking the Dragon was off his nut no one could hold a unicorn long. Hooves felt his neck stretch and pop softly, as the big Dragon dangled him by his horn.

"But, I see that I certainly got what I paid for... a feisty little mare, hmm?" He added tauntingly, chuckling as he saw his captive's muzzle twist up in anger.

"Feisty... I'll show you feisty." The Zebracorn snarled, drawing his leg back to kick at the reptiles muzzle.

"Well... I suppose we're going to have a lot of fun, then, aren't we? Now, let's get you as far from this silly glen as we can... And once you're feeling good and weak, you can start begging for my kindnesses..." He laughed again gloatingly, and then quietly gestured.

"Fuck you." Hooves snapped, as he felt his rock hard hoof smack against that scaly muzzle... causing sparks to flash out.

Without the charm, the Dragon's own power was unlocked entirely. The universe moved around them, and a moment later, the unicorn was hitting a plush, carpeted floor with a thud. "There we are." The Dragon said happily, as he looked down at his new prize spiraled on his floor

"Hah I'll never be that weak." The proud myth promised, as the world shifted around them in a sickening blur. Suddenly Hooves found himself laying on a thick soft carpet, the Zebracorn instantly sprang to his hooves. Ready to bolt off and leave the Dragon far behind, glancing around the stunned myth took off. He hadn't gone more than a dozen quick steps, when he felt something like a rope drawing tight around his low dangling testicles. And his strong body was brutally jerked to a stop, making the sexy striped equine gag in agony. Hooves dropped to his knee's clutching his nuts, as the pain made his long black equine cock dropped out

The dragon reached up, rubbing a thumb along his scaly jaw line. "You'd better hope your didn't crack my scales." He warned in a low dark growl, snapping his fingers. As he did, the sensation of the rope tightened, then jerked hard, pulling back and up. The unicorn's nuts were stretched painfully as the Dragon stopped, admiring himself in a mirror for a few moments and inspecting his scales, then turning and glancing at the equine.

He chuckled, his mood seemingly lighter after admiring himself in the mirror. "Good, good... I was told you had lived long enough that your natural tastes had left you." There was a soft sneer on his thin, scaled lips as he stepped closer to his dangling prize. "You'll discover that I use a carrot and stick approach to these things." The Dragon said mockingly, as he enjoyed the view of the Zebracorn hanging by his testicles. "Right now, you were bad. You're getting the stick." He mentioned, leaning down and grabbing the Zebracorn by the horn again, pulling it up and forcing the equine's neck to crane slowly. "And I can see that you're liking it, hmm?" He observed laughing, in a much more aroused sounding voice it was plain he was enjoying this greatly. "Perhaps I need to employ more debilitating measures... after all, I wouldn't want you to get horny and try to escape..." The Dragon said, laughing at the unicorns predicament and the knowledge that Hooves was enjoying it on some level.

"Owww... my natural tastes?" The Zebracorn groaned, as his big potent balls were choked and stretched out away from his body. Even as his nuts were yanked back and up, throwing the equine onto all fours. Well almost as his knee's were a couple of feet off the ground, and then his long narrow head was twisted back. And he found himself looking up at the smirking Dragon, as those mocking words made the Zebracorn blush angrily. "Kiss my tailhole." Hooves grunted, as his long black rut stick slapped up against his broad chest a hot splatter of pre-cum wetting his neck. "You better just let me go right now." Hooves snarled darkly, as the reptile laughed at him dangling there by his hefty balls making threats he'd never get the chance to honor. The myth trying very hard to make his magic work, but the charm locked around his neck keeping him completely powerless

The Dragon smiled, and with a slight gesture, there was a hard slap to his captives sac, hard enough to make the pain radiate up through his guts. "Yes, your natural tastes... After all, you're supposed to be a big, strong stud, aren't you?" He pointed out amused, at the fact that the myth was getting off on being captured and abused. "But you were quite willing to let me fuck you... and now, you're harder than you've probably ever managed to get for a nice, tight hole, aren't you?" The Dragon demanded, laughing as he saw the Zebracorns blush. "You're not a stud. You're just a slut. And I'm going to help you utterly and completely embrace that role..." The Dragon assured with a big bright smile on his handsome muzzle, one foot toying with Hooves dangling nuts.

"Ohooo." The sexy Zebracorn grunted, as the pain radiated up from his hefty stud-hood and into his guts from the slap. "I am a big strong stud... I have a herd of mares and have fathered many colts." The proud equine informed, even as he blushed at the Dragons next words. The fact was, Hooves had discover centuries ago that he liked playing the mare for other stallions even if the world thought it was wrong. "Wha.... No I've fucked thousands of hole... just this hard." The confused myth countered, the fact was he really enjoyed being used and abused by other males. "Wha... I... I am to a stud... bent over and I'll show you." The sleek pretty Zebracorn spat at his tormentor, as that long black stud stick jutted out stiffly.

He could feel the unicorn pressing against the charm, trying to break it. He'd probably manage it, in a few hours... so the dragon needed to take more drastic measures. He smiled, quietly producing a set of heavy, silver cuffs with a snap of his fingers, teleporting them to him from the Zebracorn's new home--one he hadn't gotten to visit yet. "First things first..." He announced, grabbing the equine by the wrist and snapping the cuff on it. As soon as he did, the metal started to glow, draconic runes starting to flare to life for a moment before settling into a dull glow. The Zebracorn could feel them there, more than attached to his wrist, but attached to his magic as well! He saw the rune pulsing slightly harder when he attempted to use his magic. Titus chuckled, then flicked the cuff with his claw making the metal ring softly. "This one means... Property." He explained with a smirk, feeling his captives repulsion at the knowledge.

"Like... like hell you will." Hooves big blue eyes flew open was as he saw the heavy, silver cuffs, he could feel the magic coming from them. And so desperately threw his own magic against the restraining collar clamped loosely around his neck. He needed to break that charm and escape before more magic was added to his restraints, if not it might take his weeks or even years to escape.

He quietly attached the second one to the equine's other wrist, watching as the rune started to flare up as well. "And this one means Owned." He added grinning wider, quietly gesturing again as two more cuffs appeared in his claws... then moving behind the equine silently. In the unicorn's chest, he felt something... tightening almost like a cage.

"No no stop that don't." Hooves squealed, as the big nasty Dragon grabbed his wrist and snapped the cuff into place around his forearm. "Property!" The mythical equine half spat half choked on that word, a shocked look crawling across his handsome stripped muzzle. The sexy Zebracorn barely struggled as the second cuff was locked onto him, binding him even more powerfully. "Owned... my ass." Hooves whinnied angrily, not understanding why he was repeating those words, not realizing it was all part of the magic of those restraints. Suddenly the proud Zebracorn jumped looking back in horror as he saw the Dragon snap ankle cuffs onto his leg's. He instantly tried a double leg kick at his captor, but as his legs began to straighten. He felt a powerful yank on his already tender testicles, and realized those ankle cuff's we magically attached to his nuts. "WWWEEEHEHEEE." Hooves screamed as his own kick nearly ripped his big black balls off his body, the pain in his guts redoubled and he collapsed weakly curling up. It took a second for the sensations of restraint coming from his chest registered. And he understood the restraints formed a magical circle of control on his body, it would take centuries to escape even for him. "You fucking bastard... I'll kill you when I get loose, I'll wipe out your whole line... I'll... I'll." He was at a lose to come up with more threats, as his powerful body slowly began to relax and his pain eddied for the moment. It was humiliating to the proud myth to be helpless before another male like this, he was a rarely illusive myth and now here he was bound like a common plow pony

The Dragon chuckled, looking at the glowing ankle cuffs, one of which had 'Punishment' written on it, and the other of which had 'Subservience.' He laughed when the unicorn tried to kick at him, snickering and settling down on the nearby couch. He reached down, undoing the button on his pants, then rubbing himself through the jock he had chosen to wear that day. He smiled casually, listening to the Zebracorn's threats, casually chuckling at him and waiting for him to settle down again. There were a few more slaps to the equine's sac, but for the most part, he was content to wait for the moment--for the first time in his life, happy with sitting and watching.

The big stallion was torturing himself, and as Titus waited, he watched him. Watched his sac being slapped around every time he tried to teleport away or shimmer out of the plane. Watched his hooves jerk when he tried to kick. Once some of the fight was taken out of him, he reached over, rubbing and stroking that round, striped ass. "There you go." He chortled, smiling encouragingly at his new captive in delight. "There we are... Who's a good pony?" He asked teasingly, laughing softly and spanking the Zebracorn possessively, before leaning back on his sofa. "Aaron. Come and take my new pet to his quarters." He commanded, hearing the slow heavy cloven hoof steps of his oldest and most shattered servant.

The sleek stripped stallion bucked and struggled mightily, every move both physical and magical punishing him in one way or the other. Even as the magic within those ankle cuff's began to effect him, already he was feeling weaker and more submissive. Even though he fought against it with all his will power, that just like magic had it's limits and was slowly being leached away from him. A bright sparkling pool of magical Zebracorn pre-cum was forming under his thick black erection, as that organ bounced up and down so hard it ached. The mighty myth keenly aware his captor was watching him and enjoy it enormously, and although that was mortifying it was also intensely arousing. "Hur hur hur." Hooves nickered breathlessly as the dragon cool scaly hand caressed his trapped ass-cheeks, those condescending yet words possessive words stirring mixed feelings within the Zebracorn. "I'm not a pony good or otherwise." He snarled through clenched teeth,as the Dragon called in his Minotaur servant.

A moment later, a Minotaur, instantly recognizable as one over a bull because of the magical aura surrounding him, entered the room. He knelt, picking up the panting, whimpering equine in his powerful arms. He was smiling softly, wearing the same sort of cuffs that the Zebracorn was... He wordlessly carried the mythical equine to a warm, comfortable looking room, laying him on the bed. The dragon followed a few moments later, chuckling softly to himself. "Aaron, you may leave." He said, stepping over and caressing the Zebracorn's sweaty muzzle condescendingly. "You see... I needed a unicorn for my collection." The Dragon explained, as if it were perfectly natural to collect living beings. "Don't think I won't take care of you." He promised in a sweet sounding, but iron lined voice of ownership. "But also, don't think I won't use you." The Dragon added, sneering slightly as he thought of his plans for his captive.

"Hey stop it... put me down this instant." Hooves demanded, as the Minotaur easily picked him up and walked off with him, the myth noticing the restraints on the big bull man. "Hey... help me and I'll help you." He promised in a soft whisper, but the Minotaur didn't say a words or even act like he'd heard the offer. Lifting that stripped equine body gently on to the massive bed, the big bull man then stepped back a few paces waiting to be dismissed. The Dragon strolled into the room a few moments later and causally told the Minotaur to leave, the big fellow walking off instantly. Laying there muzzle up on the bed, Hooves glared at the Dragon as he stroked that stripped muzzle like another might touch a trophy. "Yeah well tough luck freak." Hooves snarled, clearly he wasn't planning to stick around very long, the dragon saw the fire in those blue eyes. And thought that it was going to be a great deal of pleasure putting that fire out, and making the proud myth submit to him utter. "The only thing of mine your going to use is my cock in your throat... you scaly creep." Hooves snorted, as the big Dragon smiled down at him, and then gathered up a bit of the Zebracorn's pre-cum on one claw tip. Before using that needle sharp claw to pierce one of Hooves thick nipples, mixing the Zebracorn's bright crimson blood with that silvery pre-cum. And then using that mixture like ink to draw a spidery rune on Hooves muzzle, magic flared and the myth suddenly found his muzzle gaping open. And unable to close, his eyes widen as he realized his mouth was now defenseless against any intrusion. "AHAHP." He protested, understanding that he couldn't keep his mouth safe anymore, his eyes rolling around.

The dragon smiled, grabbing the Zebracorn by the horn again, then dragging his muzzle up. He forced the head of the equine's cock into his muzzle, laughing softly as the horse was forced to work his own cock-head. He rune glowed brightly on the horse's nose, and in his muzzle, his cock flexed heavily. "There we are..." Titus said, laughing as the Zebracorn's pre-cum was forced into his maw, over his tongue, and down his throat in thick, heavy strings. "I'll let you get yourself off that way." He chuckled, snapping his fingers as the Zebracorn again felt his nuts dragged upward, only this time, it was from the front, forcing his body to roll up onto itself. The Dragon laughed, then started walking over to one of the dressers that lined the walls.

"Hey... wha... Uummm." Hooves protests were cut off, as the big blunt head of his own equine fucker was shoved into his mouth. At first he steadfastly refused to suckle on that fat fucker, but the taste of his own pre-cum was getting to him. "Uhum..." The big Zebracorn groaned as his body was lifted up by his balls again, forcing more and more of that fat cock into his mouth. He hated the idea of doing what his captor wanted, still he was finding the whole situation insanely arousing. Unconsciously his mouth began to suck on that raging erection, his eye half closing as the pleasure of both sucking and being sucked got to him. "Ammm... Ummm..." Hooves moaned around the cock in his throat, as his mouth grew more and more eager to please as his desires grew. Soon the Zebracorn was bucking and thrusting into his own muzzle, the magic of those restraints already effecting him.

None of them had clothes in them... instead, there were full of toys, metal gear, bondage ropes and straps... All sorts of things for him to use to play with his new toy. He dug through the drawer, finding exactly what he wanted in a minute. A nice, silvery cock cage, made just for his new pet to wear. He smiled, looking at the runes around the ring of it. 'Flaccid.' 'Soft.' 'Impotent.' 'Weak.' 'Pathetic.' 'Worthless.' All things he wanted the unicorn to start thinking about whenever he considered his own cock.

The Dragon turned, smirking slightly and gathering spit and pre-cum off the Zebracorn's chin, then rubbing it on his fingers and stuffing them up the male's ass. "There we go." He smirked, plunging those claw tipped fingers inside his struggling captive brutally. "As soon as you cum... we'll get you properly suited for your new role."

Hooves could sense the magic coming off the cock cage in the Dragon's scaly hands, he knew that it couldn't be anything good on that male enslavement device. Part of him knew that getting himself off was a mistake, that cage could only be put on him when his proud male organ was in a flaccid state... as long as he was hard he was safe. And yet he just couldn't resist the urge to orgasm, his mouth well train in pleasing males working on him eagerly. "MMMAHAHAA." Hooves moaned as the Dragon roughly shoved that finger up his tailhole, sliding it around until it found his prostate gland. That sleek black and white stripped body jerking in pleasure, as that finger rubbed over his pleasure button. Hooves eye snapping open wide at the dragons words, and he struggled to hold back his orgasm. But now that he was thinking about it, things seemed to move rapidly towards completion. That mighty cock head flared within his throat, cutting off his breathing and leaving him no choice but to swallow what cam next. The hefty orbs quivered and drew up within his velvety black sack, and then his long cock tensed harder and harder until he could hold back any longer. "WWWEEHEEHEEE." The sleek Zebracorn whinnied though his long slotted equine nostrils, as a torrent of thick gooey stud milk gushed down his throat. Forcing him to gulp again and again, as his big potent nuts were emptied into his own belly. Shame and humiliation making his muzzle burn, even as the nasty Dragon looked down at him chuckling in lewd amusement.

The Dragon laughed at the look on the unicorn's muzzle, smirking as he lowered him again, letting his cock flop out of his muzzle and onto his chest. Already, he was threading the ring around that big, equine member, down to the base, and tugging those big, heavy nuts through it. As soon as the Zebracorn was back in his sheath, he worked the cage around it, laughing softly as things clicked into place tightly. The runes started to glow heavily, and as they did, the unicorn felt a sudden wash of deep embarrassment at having his cum in his stomach. It was really just... worthless... utterly unimportant seed... meaningless and inferior.

'Wait... Why did he feel that way? That wasn't right...' A powerful tremble ran through the Zebracorn's body, as that intensely enchanted cock lock was locked around his spent organ's. A wave of disgust suddenly invading his mind, as he thought about his locked away male organs. Almost at once he began questioning why he even had them, worthless disgusting things... completely unimportant useless lumps. What did he really need them for, he thought as the smirking Dragon wiped the spent runes off his nose. And then he began to question why he felt that way, realizing fairly quickly it must be the magic of the chastity device locked around his junk. "I'm a herd stallion." He repeated to himself, even as the idea that he really wanted to be rid of that useless flesh between his legs began to settle into him minds subconsciously.

Titus smiled, stuffing his fingers into the unicorn's maw and forcing him to clean them, then pulling them free and wiping the dead rune from his nose with it. He opened the drawer next to the bed, tugging out a thick, silver stud and quietly affixing it to the Zebracorn's nipple through the hole he'd just made, laughing slightly and reaching out to grab Hooves horn, squeezing it tightly and forcing him to heal around the piercing. He laughed a little, then casually slapped the unicorn's cheek. "You think I don't know the tricks?" He giggled, almost giddily as he smiling down at his helpless new toy. "Get a 'corn by the horn and he'll be yours from dusk 'til morn." The Dragon said, reciting the old children's rhyme with a laugh, then slapping the unicorn's restricted cock. "As soon as those feelings start to feel natural, we'll get you a few more." He assured in no uncertain terms, clearly he had a long time plan for shaping his latest collectable. "Maybe a butt-plug that says_'Mare'_ on it..." The big Dragon mocked, knowing that his words would only inflame his toys lusts.

"Hey no..." Hooves grunted as his captor fitted the silver stud into the hole in his nipple, but even before he got that out the dragon had grasped his horn. Unprepared for a battle of wills, he could only watch as the scaly forced his flesh to heal around that stud. The Zebracorn winced at hearing that old children's rhyme, the unicorns had done their best to suppress it. For obviously reasons, Hooves groaned as his mind was floored over and over again was the thoughts that those restraints was forcing on him. "Your toys will never influence me... their pointless, useless things... Errr." Just like his stallion hood, the though sprang into his mind so sudden and surprisingly that he had to bite his tongue to keep from saying it. "Like hell... if your lucky I'll be gone long before then..."

The Dragon gave a cold, delighted laugh at the Zebracorn's predicament, then stood up, stretching his arms over his head and laughing softly. He was admiring his prize warmly when another of his servants entered.

The Gryphon's neck and wrists were wrapped up tightly in the same kinds of bonds the unicorn wore. It was almost like the Dragon was taking perverse pleasure in displaying his fate to him over and over again like this. He chuckled, smiling as the big, muscular Gryph delivered a plate of fruits and wine for them, then turned slightly, bowing to the Dragon before he moved to exit the room.

Hooves sat up on the bed, ready to spring off and bolt out of the room to find an exit. The proud Zebracorn watching silently as the Gryphon came in, sickened to see yet another illustrious, and audacious magical creature obviously broken by the domineering Dragon.

"Oh, Malster?" He called, making the Gryphon stopped, turning and smiling warmly. "Yes, Master?" He asked, in a voice that was so simpering and subservient that it was almost pitiful.

"Come over here.... kneel and show your new slave brother your purpose."

The Gryphon nodded, giving a chirp of delight as he returned to his Master. Moments later, the big, muscular Gryph was on his knees, nuzzling the Dragon's leg, then slowly descending down to his clawed feet. His tongue snaked out, washing over those dusty talons while the Dragon stood there, impassively. "You see, each of my servants had a different kind of breaking, my dear 'corn." He said jeeringly, laughing softly at the look of fear and disgust on the proud Zebracorn's muzzle. "That Minotaur? I shattered his will too far, I'm afraid. He can barely function without my orders. But Malster here... Well, I'm afraid that I had to exploit his little weakness for claws to break him..." He explained, laughing a bit harder as the Gryph tongue speared between his toes eagerly.

"But you? You're... a bit of a kinky boy." Titus said, smirking at his helpless equine, who was watching the show in horror. "With you, I get to exploit... everything. Please, eat and drink.. enjoy yourself..." The Dragon ordered, gesturing to the food as the Gryphon moaned loudly, tongue tracing between the Dragon's claws and his cock danging free from his sheath. "My Gryphon will delightedly service me after this treat, after all." He said laughing softly, as Malster's leaking cock began to twitch. "I gave him everything he desired."

"I am not a slave." Hooves spat angrily, still it sent a chill down the myths spine, as he watched the Gryphon kneel down and lick those scaly feet. The Zebracorn gulped in terror, the truth in those words making hooves tremble. If the Dragon could discover all his kinks and use them against him... instantly the Zebracorn leaped off the bed. Bolting for the open door, even as he focused his mind on escaping this place and his powerful captor. Pushing by the pair Hooves was sprinting towards the door, when he felt the wards around the edges of it. This prison had no need of bars, it was magic that locked it's inmates in. He stopped and reached out a hand, feeling the tingle of power in that opening. His hand pasted though without resistance, but the wide cuffs on his forearms rebounded with a loud _ 'Clang'. _ It made the sleek stripped Zebracorn stagger back, even as the Dragon chuckled at him. Turning he watched as the Gyrphons mouth moved up, to their captors crotch Malster it seemed had no trouble pleasing the beast who had broken him. As Hooves watched a sudden rush of subservience washed over him, he liked sucking other males cocks and he was the Dragon's property at the moment. Plus the Dragon certainly had a nice big fucker, Hooves shook his head hard for a long second. Forcing himself to look away, knowing it was the magic of his bonds playing on his own normal feelings and desires. Using them just as they had used the Gryphons own desires, to force him to give himself away to his master pleasure and needs.

Titus laughed softly, chuckling and reaching down to stroke along the Gryphon's head, smiling as he felt the broken myth taking his cock into his muzzle. He gave a warm, satisfied groan as the other's tongue instantly started to please him. Dragging perfectly along the underside of his cock, so nicely trained and complaint. It felt good, but it didn't give him the pleasure that he'd had when the Gryphon has been desperately fighting him, struggling to resist the perfect pleasure of his claws and cock. Still, he wouldn't deny his earnest slave the pleasure. He grabbed the other's head, rolling his hips and stuffing the Gryphon's throat over and over again.

The Zebracorn could hear the wet, thick sounds of the Dragon's cock flexing, working, plunging in and out of the other's muzzle. He could hear the moans of pleasure as Malster moaned in wanton lust and need. The Gryphon moaned loudly as the Dragon shoved forward, holding him there, cumming down his throat. A moment or two later, the Gryphon jerked slightly, cum oozing from his sheath down, over his heavy sac, dripping on the floor. Titus laughed loudly this time, stroking his pet, then stepping back. "Clean up your mess," He ordered his broken slave, knowing the Gryphon would do it without question.

The Zebracorn fought with himself to keep from watching, he could hear the soft suckling and lapping sounds. And soon found his own blunt cock head pressing uncomfortably against the metal grate of his cock cage. A shiver a conflicting thoughts and desire running through him, hooves swallowed hard eve as his head turned. Watching as the Gryphon moaned in delight, as his master used his mouth. Intense desire swept over the myth as he watched the Dragon cumming down the others throat, jealously rearing up within the Zebracorn as he heard the Gryphon swallowing that cum. Hooves spat in anger knowing it was the magic making him feel that way, even while he watch the Gryphon cum just from getting him master off. Hoove understood that it was a conditioned response, and snorted knowing the Dragon was trying to do something similar to him.

Malster obediently leaned down, starting to lick as the Dragon approach the unicorn. "I'm going to enjoy you..." He said darkly, laughing as his plans of breaking this defiant myth ran through his mind. "For now, eat your meal... and if you're needy, maybe beg Malster there to let you lick his nuts. They're quite large, even if they're mostly just for decoration these days."

"Poor slut." Hooves snorted, the proud Zebracorn determined that he would never allow himself to be trained in such away. Even while watching the beast lick his own cream off the polished stone floor, gritting his big square teeth as the Dragon spoke. "Like hell you are... your going to rue the day you brought me here." The Zebracorn sneered darkly, thinking he really should just kill his captor now. He knew that it would be easy to drive his horn thought that scaly chest, he started to lower his horn when something changed his mind. No... no he'd just escape and make the Dragon look like a fool... that would be much more satisfying. "Wha... mostly for show? What have you done to him?" The proud Zebracorn demanded, as a powerful desire that his own balls should to be for show... on some shelf somewhere filled him. 'Good gods... what was he thinking... he was a herd stallion he needed his balls to produce offspring.'

Titus laughed, stroking over the Zebracorn's handsome muzzle... he really was a sexy prize. He could try so many things, but none of them would work... and eventually, he'd take care of that pesky magic as well. But for now, it served its purpose.

"What did I do? His cock learned its place. It stays nice and safe in his sheath now. Not out where it could be hurt." He casually gestured, and the cage around the Zebracorn's sheath crackled slightly. There was an inherent threat there as well, be good or be hurt. "Don't get too aroused, or you might have to learn some of the same lessons he did."

By then, Malster had finishing licking his cum off the floor, standing and walking next to the Dragon, stopping to nuzzle his shoulder before hurrying from the room. He might get in trouble for a nuzzle without permission, after all. Titus stood, looking down at the striped myth, and laughed... it was soft, almost barely audible. "Gods... You're going to be so much fun..." He murmured, stepping from the room and leaving the other male alone with his thoughts...

***

Titus took his time... he enjoyed his pets, particularly his Gryphon as a reward, and took care of his business in the world. When he was done, he relaxed and let the Zebracorn stew in his own mind. Knowing the magic of those restraints was working on his captives out look, changing him perceptions.

Time seemed to drag by, which was just fine with the Zebracorn as it gave him more time to work on his escape. It took him three days but at last he managed to get the collar off, he did it by focusing all his power on the lock. After that the cuff's were easy he'd broken the locks getting them open, but that really didn't matter he decided. They would still close and latch, even if they wouldn't lock on. Hooves realized that he couldn't just leave them off, if one of the Dragon's servants saw them laying around they would no doubt tell their master. And so reluctantly he'd snapped them back around his body parts, he didn't like doing it because of their magic. But convinced himself that he could fight that magic, it wouldn't influence him and certainly wouldn't break him. The lock on the cock cage proved much more robust, although he was sure that given more time he could break it as well.

The unicorn was fed, offered fine wines and drinks, and served by a different slave each day. The Minotaur at first, then the Gryphon the next. He was given time to think that those were all, but on the third day, a Pegasus brought his food, then a Naga, and then a shimmering Stag with golden horns. Different pieces in the collection of his new master. Each day seemed to grow longer and longer to the captive male, who couldn't know it was because of the Dragon's absence. Time would seem to drag almost painfully by, as long as the master of the house was away. Until finally, after the fifth day felt like an eternity, the Dragon returned on the sixth.

When he stepped into the room, the unicorn would suddenly feel a tingling rush of pleasure forced over his body. The Dragon smiled, letting his captive feel the power of his pleasure. "There's my newest toy..." He murmured, strolling into the room as if he didn't have a care in the world.

When on the sixth day his door opened and the Dragon stepped into his room, a long low moan burst forth from the Zebracorns mouth. It had been so long since he'd felt pleasure Hooves was stunned, his mind reeling as the smiling Dragon looked at him. The myth was beginning to hate that gloating smile, that it seemed the scaly always wore. Hooves stood up as the Dragon strolled over towards him, a part of him wanting to curse at those words. But he didn't... what did it matter what his master called him, it was a few moments before he realized that he'd just thought of the Dragon as his master. He shook his long narrow equine head hard, his lip's twisting up as he was forced to admit the magic in his restraints was having more of an effect on him than he'd understood. "Oh so yer back..." He grunted wanting to sound bored, but his voice came out sounding eager and excited to see the Dragon again. "What do you want?"

The dragon realized that the unicorn had played with the restraints, probably ended up removing them at some point, but had been smart enough to put them back in place. He realized he was going to enjoy this even more than he though he would. 'A clever foe? Rare.'

He grinned at the eagerness he'd heard in his toys voice, chuckling in delight at knowing his magic was working. "I thought I'd come by and see you." He said with a big bright smile, knowing it would send thrills of pleasure though his captive. "Are you happy to see Master?" He asked, raising a paw and caressing the big equine's cheek slowly, tickling a claw down his jawline and rubbing over his chin slowly. "All my servants treating you properly?" He continued, raising his hand to scratch affectionately at the base of the other's ears.

"I... have... no... Master." Hooves said it slowly one words at a time, so that he wouldn't slip up. However the tone of his voice when he said the words _ 'master' _ showed a joy and reverence that made it plain the magic of his bonds was changing his attitude. "Your servants are most kind to me." The Zebracorn admitted grudgingly, as his body quivered at the Dragon's touch showing a subconscious pleasure.

Titus waited a moment, smiling, then slid his paw down to hook a claw through the cage. He tugged it a couple of times, smiling. "And I'll hope that you're not feeling too pent up by this, are you?" The Dragon asked, knowing full well exactly what the Zebracorn was feeling. He wondered if the unicorn had even considered his cock over the last few days. Or if it had become totally worthless to him.

"Oho." Hooves inhaled sharply as that claw hooked in his cock cage, feeling his junk tugged roughly. It was the most sensation he'd had from down there in what seemed like centuries, and it made him groan and lick his lip's. "Yes... yes I am." Hooves moaned, hoping to get the Dragon to remove it... he could be gone in seconds if that damned cock cage was taken off. "Remove it... please master." He grunted losing control in his eagerness, if it wasn't for those useless pieces of flesh he'd have been gone ages ago. "I need them gone... I hate themmm." Suddenly he caught himself, realizing he was begging the Dragon to remove not the cage but his male genitals. But he needed those he was a herd stallion, the magic of that cock cage was effecting him much more than he realized. "It makes it hard for me to pee." He grunted lamely, as the Dragon sneered at him still teasing his big over full testicles. "I'm a herd stallion I have to breed my mares." He mutter with resolve, thinking as long as he was a potent stallion he'd need to keep his junk.

The Dragon grinned from ear to ear, smiling softly as he listened to his captive babble. "You'd really mean that, do you?" He asked, though if it was the comment about Hooves junk or the one about his status as a herd stallion was unclear. He chuckled again, smiling as he noticed how the enchantments were working even on this very powerful magical creature. It did mean that the magic of the cage was having the strongest effect, which meant he certainly knew one of the things that the myth enjoyed. It wasn't that uncommon after all, the ultimate form of submission--the surrendering of manhood--wasn't that uncommon among creatures who could regenerate parts of their body.

"I think I know what you really need..." The lustfully leering Dragon said, enjoying the idea of the proud stallion surrendering his male-hood to his master. "I've got all these silly things on you for me... but I've not given you any special adornments for yourself!" Titus said, laughing slightly and pinching the unicorn's unpierced nipple gentle but firmly. He smirked slightly, sliding his claw around it... teasing his slowly weakening new toy. "And I feel bad for not making you match properly. Let's see..." The big sexy Dragon said thoughtfully, stroking the Zebracorn's right nipple slowly. "This one is simple silver, but I think a couple of black pearls would look lovely, don't you?" He asked, not really caring for the unicorn's answer, of course it was just so his captive would feel like it was his own choice. He was going to do what he wanted completely regardless of what the Zebracorn might like, after all he was the one in control here. "After all, it'll make your nipples and your fur pattern match. Won't that be pleasant?" He asked softly his voice sweet as candy, even if it had a core of steel within it.

"Errr..." Hooves grunted, confused as to just what the Dragon was talking about, a part of him wanting to sing out _ 'Yes' _ just to please his master. He struggled with all the conflicting emotions within his head, some of them obviously pull there by the magic of his restraints. Others merely a amplification of the Zebracorns own naughty desires, the longer he was in those restraints the harder it was getting, to tell one from the other. "I need... need this cage taken off." Hooves blurted, even as his smiling captor went on talking and then pinched his fat unpierced nipple.

The words seemed to be twisting around in the magically befuddled Zebracorn's head, they were insidious... even poisonous in their way. But they kept digging in deeper and deeper into his magically weakened will. Titus turned, walking to one of the dressers and opening the top drawer, tugging out a set of piercings, then turning to the equine. He extended one of them, offering a gift of servitude to the proud stallion. "Here... I'll be sure to be gentle getting the other one ready for you." It was a test oh the depth's the myth had been pulled down to, of course if the Zebracorn obeyed, the Dragon knew they could proceed to the next step. If he didn't, then it meant longer being ignored and teased from a distance.

"Wha... black pearls?" The myth grunted, feeling sudden elated that his master was being so generous and kind to him. "Ahem yes of course it would match my pattern very nicely." He heard himself agreeing, it wasn't something he'd ever given any thought to and in fact a part of his mind was screaming this was a trap. But it just gave him so much pleasure, knowing that his master was caring so much about him, that he was giving him a thoughtful gift like this. Hooves looked down at the offered piercing in that scaly hand, fighting with himself about taking it struggling to resist. "Thank you master." He moaned, reaching out to take the offered gift, holding it up to stare at it as the Dragon snickered softly.

The dragon nodded, smiling and rubbing over the equine's wide, flat muzzle with his thumb and claw. He traced there slightly, then lowered his paw. "Brace yourself," he said, pressing his claw against the unicorns nipple, then stabbing through it casually. He withdrew his claw, sliding the piercing into place and closing it, then reaching his paw up and gripping the unicorn's horn to encourage him to heal.

Hooves inhaled sharping, the pain in his chest already effecting his level of arousal the magic off those restraints already heightening his normal masochistic nature. "Uhum." The sexy Zebracorn moaning softly, his big blunt cock head soon pressing uncomfortably against the metal grate of that cock cage. Even as the Dragon grasped his horny, something the proud stallion normally disliked intensely. But now he was finding himself enjoying his Dragon master using his magical power, a wide dazed grin splitting his handsome stripped muzzle. So lose in that moment that he failed to notice when the Dragon traced that spidery rune just above his short zebra like tail.

The burst of pleasure at feeling his paw there, wrapped around it, was intense. Feelings of submission and need were radiating through the myth, enough that the dragon's paw was able to drift behind him, slowly tracing a rune about his tail. It was one that wasn't use that often. Really, only in the most dire circumstances. And never on a male. He grinned slowly as he traced the feminine fertility rune there. In spite of his gender, the poor Zebracorn was about to experience a needy, harsh breeding estrus. The dragon licked his lips, knowing the cage would prevent him from shifting genders and chuckling to himself at the idea of the unicorn's predicament. "There we are..." he said, releasing the zebra's horn and smiling, leaning in and kissing him softly on the nose. "Just so you know, there's a very nice collection of toys here you can use to relieve those needs without having your cage removed...." he said, chuckling softly. His eventual plan would be to change those needs entirely, but for now...

"Hur hur hur." He nickered softly as a strange rush of desire filled him, the proud stallion licking his lip's as his eyes rolled within his head. "Errr... gods is it... I'm not feeling..." Hooves words dropping off slowly, something was very wrong he sensed... His desires swiftly growing from a thought... to a feeling... to a longing... finally bursting into a full fledged need. His big fat cock head pushing against that metal cage impossibly hard, the metal cutting into that sensitive flesh. His shaft bending and flexing as it tried to expand to it's full size and length, but was trapped by that enchanted metal. It was a extremely uncomfortable experience, as only a male whose ever worn a male chastity device could know. "Oh gods wha... wha... I can't be... coming into heat." A normal stallion would never have understood this need, but the Zebracorn had been a mare in heat before. As Titus leaned in to plant that kiss on his nose, Hooves wondered if it was his master who had caused these feelings. "Wha... Toys... what kind of toys?" The Zebracorn asked, his voice full of need and undisguised lust, he needed to be bred his strong body wavering. But unable to change its gender like it normally could, no doubt it was because of the cock cage. Hooves had already thought about gender shifting to get out of it, but was afraid that was what the Dragon had wanted so hadn't tried it. Now of course it didn't matter to him, he would have gladly turned into a mare and ever let the Dragon breed him. Swiftly Hooves hurried over to those cabinets, yanking one open inside was a number of different but plugs and dildo's. He grabbed on up, not realizing that he had picked the one that looked the most like his masters long thick cock. Quickly he began to lick along it, getting the whole toy slick with his own saliva. Before setting it on the floor and squatting over it, as the amused Dragon watched the horny needy myth impale himself on that massive toy. Soon he was moaning and squealing mareishly, as he rode up and down on that thick toy while his master watched in growing delight.

The Dragon grinned as his Zebracorn pulled himself away from him, laughing softly as the rune started to glow with a dark, pulsing need. He watched with an eager, cruel smile as the equine opened the cabinet and pulled out the toy, starting to fellatio it and slicken it with his saliva, then set it one the floor and shove himself full. The Dragon chuckled, walking over slowly and reaching out to stroke the equine's ears slowly. "That's a good boy..." He chortled, watching as his new toy gave into those desires and fucked himself on that big dildo. "Just get those needs out. All those urges..." He smiled and slowly started to grip the unicorn's horn, pressing his will against it while the poor Zebracorn was lost in his ass-play.

Lost in his need Hooves big strong body, worked hard driving that big dildo in and out of his quivering tailhole. As a quiver of delight ran through his body, as his masters scaly hands stroked his long pointed equine ears. Joy flooding his mind at the Dragon's praising words, making the big sex Zebracorn tremble with delight. Hardly noticing as his master used his horn to make changes, so lost in the pleasure of anal penetration. "Yes... yes, yes master." He moaned, really just barely paying attention to what he was agreeing to... as he impaled that tight hole faster and faster.

He directed a few small, subtle changes into the unicorn through that magically horn of his. Lowering Hooves testosterone level subtly, it would weaken his musculature shortly, cripple his erections not long after that. He didn't press any further, wanting something small that the Zebracorn wouldn't understand was being done. The unicorn would feel a change, but not know exactly what it was, which was the point. As he finished, he walked around to the front of the equine, smiling and unzipping his pants, letting his emerging cock slowly hang in front of the big myth. He grinned down at him, as the myth rode that big magical dildo for all he was worth. "Would you like to service my cock, sweet pet?" He asked, but didn't wait for a real answer, instead grabbing the equine's muzzle and sliding his dick into his maw, rolling his hips a few times and painting his tongue with thick, sweet, coppery draconic pre-cum. He stroked the others fur slowly, know the sensation was pleasant and stimulating for his pet. "Heh... I hope you don't mind me softening your fur just a little..." He commented, rolling his hips, letting the lie linger in the air as he enjoyed that hot mouth. "I do so enjoy petting and stroking you, though and it pleases me more soft like this." Titus mentioned, his sly words having double meaning, because soon it would be the stallion's rut stick that would be soft.

Hooves pleasure glazed eyes focusing on the Dragon's suddenly exposed cock, instantly his mouth began to water as the desire to please his masters cock filled him. "Yes master... thank you." The once proud Zebracorn stallion simpered gratefully, leaning in he nuzzled that semi hard cock. His velvety soft nose and lip's kissing and caressing it, watching it harden in eager excitement. Feeling very special and happy, as the grinning Dragon grabbed is muzzle and fed that big hard organ inside of it. Soon his strong striped body was shivering hard as he tasted that thick, sweet, coppery draconic pre-cum on his tongue. "Ammmm Amm hmmmm." Hooves moaned in agreement, his fur was softer and pleasing to his master now, he felt elated at knowing that. That big cock head lay throbbing on his tongue drooling pre-cum. The coppery taste much nicer than he'd expected, the smoothness of the skin on his lips and tongue feeling so wonderful.

Lubing its length with his tongue, Hooves let it slip deeper into his compliant muzzle. Feeling his masters need, and desiring to meet that need the Zebracorn swallowed the first dozen inches of that huge cock. He wasn't use to this... gagging slightly, but concentrates, slowly letting more and more thick stud stick thrust down his throat. At last his nose and upper lip are pressed against the Dragons musky male crotch. And his master is moaning and fucking his throat delightedly, using him much like not so long ago he'd been using the Gryphon.

"Ammmm nice..." That deep aroused voice encourages from above him, even as the Dragons thick cock is rammed repeatedly in and out of the Zebracorns submissive muzzle. The air filled with lewd slurping and suckling noises now, leaving no doubt to anyone walking by the open door as to what is going on. "Suck... suck harder... that's it good boy." That lusty voice commanded gloatingly, sending a shiver down the lust driven equines spine. Something about all of this was wrong, but Hooves desire filled mind couldn't figure out what it was. The erotic action going on, made it hard for the Zebracorn to think about anything, but the hard cock in his muzzle. Even the fat dildo in his ass was all but forgotten, even thought it was now vibrating against Hooves prostate gland.

Titus grinned ear to ear at how absorbed in this the big myth was. It meant, of course, that he'd experienced this kind of thing before. Which, it turn, meant that he'd played a full mare for someone, probably even foaled. He chuckled at that fact, wondering if he could ensnare another unicorn later using this mare he'd found. The idea of having two of them, instead of one in his hoard turned him on more than it should have, and he grabbed the back of the big myth's head, shoving forward and lodging himself in his throat. He closed his eyes, then started to cum, his cock pumping a huge amount of thick, coppery seed down the equine's throat and into his stomach. The Dragon smiled, looking down at him, and stroked over his ears and head. "Well, that should take the place of your meal this morning..." The in control Dragon teased, laughing and slowly tugging his cock free, leaving a line of his cum over the other's tongue, then wiping the head of his cock off on the other's nose.

"Ohooo gods my stomach is so full." Hooves moaned, as that long thick reptile cock slid out of his throat allowing him to breath again. His mouth still gaping open as he panted for air, the coppery scent of the Dragon's cum powerful on his muzzle.

"If you're still horny, you can suck my other pets' cocks as well." The Dragon mentioned, quietly gesturing and making the rune on the Zebracorn's lower back glow less and less powerfully, easing him off of his sudden, enforced heat. "I wasn't excepting my presence to have such an effect on you, though." He said, chuckling condescendingly as he looked down at the well used Zebracorn. "You've played the mare for males before, haven't you?" The Dragon asked sternly, being quite forward and making sure his toy knew he expected the truth.

"Yes still horny still veery horny..." The Zebracorn whimpered riding that big dildo for a moment longer, and then sparkling unicorn cum began to drip and drool out of the opening in that cock cage. Pooling on the stone floor beneath the myth even as the Dragon, reduced the strength of that heat rune. "Wha... your... your presence... effect on me?" The Zebracorn stallion moaned in confusion, and then realized what a wanton slut he'd been acting like. His muzzle instantly burning with shame, as his mind became more able to think. "Wha... played the mare well maybe so once or twice." He confessed to his master, and then winced it wasn't something he'd wanted the Dragon to know.

He let the Zebracorn speak, and then chuckled in delight at his toys confession. "Well, you won't have to play one for me." The smirking Dragon assure, darker plans being in store for the myth. "Unless you'd like to lay your Master's clutch." Titus said, chuckling softly and scratching over the still kneeling unicorn's ears slowly. "Now, why don't you slide off of that toy and get yourself a nice, warm bath?" He suggested, gesturing to a corner of the room, and slowly, an arch appeared there. Through it, the sweaty exhausted equine could see a large, lavish bathroom... with a huge tub.

"Thank you master." Hooves panted in relief he didn't ever want to have to give birth again it was a painful and humiliating thing for a born male to have to birth other males offspring. Those gentle scratches in his long donkey like ears, feeling nice and lulling him into a state of exhausted bliss. He was just about to stand and walk into the lavish bathroom, when the Dragon pointed to the pool of cum he'd made on the floor. Looking up into the Dragons eye's, Hooves realized what his master wanted him to do. A part of him resisted it, but those gentle scaly hands gripped his neck and pushed down hard. Hooves body holding back a moment, and then slowly allowed his head to be pushed down. Until his big round equine nose was just inches from that puddle of spunk, slowly his tongue slipped out and licked. The Dragon praised him and released his grip, unable to stop himself the once proud Zebracorn lap up his cold cum off the stone floor. As the Gryphon came into the room, watching as the myth who just days before had watched him doing the same thing with pity and disgust on his proud striped muzzle, now lapped up his own cum eagerly. Hooves hear a snicker and looked up seeing the look of amusement in the Gryphon's eye's, and a shiver of understand ran through the Zebracorn. Those restraints were having much more of and effect on him than he'd realized, Hooves vowed to take them off as soon as possible.

The Dragon chuckled deeply as he finished with the unicorn, enjoying watching him lick up his mess, then gestured to the gryphon. Malster casually stepped over, taking the myth by the elbow and side, then helping him up to his hooves and into the lavish bathroom.

There was already a bath run, and the Zebracorn was placed in the tub as the Gryphon sat on the side, smiling and getting the soaps to clean his fur, followed by the rich, warm smelling oils to perfume them. The Gryphon's paws were surprisingly nice for an avian's, and his nails scratched gently as he shampooed and cleaned Hoove's mane, then insisted on brushing it out. It was a long, drawn out process of grooming, during which the equine was allowed to do nothing for himself, instead having bottles taken away from him and brushes moved out of his reach. He was being treated like a Princess it seemed, Hooves was in a sort of daze, and so willingly allowed the Gryphon to do everything. Something the proud stallion would never have normally put up with, letting another male pamper him like a mare. He couldn't know that his musk and natural scent were being carefully scrubbed away from something more pleasant and feminine. As he bathe the magically befuddled stallion began to relax for the first time since being captured, enjoying the slight tingling in his fur. Perhaps unconsciously aware of the change in his masculine male scent, but far to calmed by the gentle scrubbing and grooming to realize it.

After they finished with the bath, the Gryphon led the unicorn over to the shower stall, helping him in and pressing him against the wall. "Since you're going to be using the toys, you should do your best to remain clean at all times." He encouraged, unfastening a small hose from the side of the stall. "I know unicorns are usually very fastidious, so I hope you don't mind." He said, pressing the small, round nozzle of the hose into the myth's backside, then turning it up to a nice, high pressure.

"Ammm not at all..." Hooves moaned in reply, his body still feeling very aroused by the penetration.

Once out of the tub the myth was shockingly compliant, following along as the Gryphon lead him over to the shower stall. "Yes... yes of course." The Zebracorn agreed numbly, as that hard nozzle was inserted into his puffy, sore tailhole. The warm water flooding his bowels felt very nice, and soothed his aching anus as the tingled within him.

He flooded the big Zebracorn's bowels, and as he did, they seemed to tingle pleasantly, just as his fur had. "It's nice to be clean, isn't it?" The smiling Gryphon commented, chuckling and stepping back, giving the Zebracorn privacy as he emptied his bowels, then filling them again. All in all, he cycled water out of the poor Zebracorn four times, and finally, he finished washing him down.

"Clean... yes nice to be clean for..." His voice trailed off as he envisioned his Dragon master mounting him, taking him, using him.

Eventually, the Gryphon stopped, smiling and finishing with patting the myth dry, then stepping back. "Are you still aroused?" he asked. "Master assigned me to you in case you needed to service a male, thanks to my significant endowment. Thankfully, you don't have feet, or I'd simply cum from serving them," he said, chuckling and reaching down to stroke his sheath.

Hooves was panting and nickering softly by the time, his big soft furry body was toweled off. And then those talons caressed what they could reach of his sheath around that silvery metal cock cage. "Yes... I need... need to be..." He moaned in answer to the Gryphons inquiry about his state of desire, the big Zebracorn almost on the verge of begging. As they moved back into the bedroom the myth moved over to the bed, climbing up on it on all fours. His trail held off to one side so that his puffy black anus was fully exposed, he looked back at the Gryphon stunned to see the size of his erection. Clearly he was aroused by the sight of the Zebracorn offering up his body, and yet he made no move to take it.

"I'm sorry but you have to ask for it." The Gryphon explained, standing there with his mighty organ fully hard and slowly dripping pre-cum on to the edge of the bed. The proud male bit of Hooves rebelled at that, and yet there was a needy more mareish part of him that loved it. And it was that part that was in control at that moment, swaying his shiny striped rump sexily the handsome Zebracorn called over his shoulder.

"Mount me... take me... rut me all night." The Gyrphon edged closer, until his could reach out and stroke Hooves hot hole with his cool taloned fingers.

"Whats the magic word?" He asked, so softly that Hooves almost couldn't hear him... the conflict rose up within the Zebracorns mind again, and once more the needy mareish side won.

"Please... PLEASE RUT ME." Unfurling his wings the Gyrphon flew up onto the bed, driving his massive organ into that gaping hole hard.

"Weeheheheee." Hooves squealed out in pleasure and agony, as that mighty cock was slammed deep into his body in one powerful thrust. Those massive Gyrphon balls battering Hooves trapped ones between themselves and that metal chastity device locked on to the Zebracorn's malehood. "OOWWW... Yes... uhuu fuck yes... use me hard." He begged freely now, as his violator rutted him like a wild beast... pounding in and out with a savage brutal lust. So unlike the way the passive Gyrphon normally acted, he'd been incredibly gentle only minutes before in the bathe. Now he was a wild rutting beast... using that hot little hole for his pleasure alone uncaring if his bottom had any pleasure it seemed. And the Zebracorn was loving it, moaning and whimpering in delight, it was plain to see that the myth was a total wanton slut with that big organ inside of him. More enslaved by the brutal fucking than the magical restraints, in fact one of the the ankle cuff fell off as his legs flailed.

The cuff that snapped free was the one with 'Subservience' written on it. Instead of the rune glowing on the cuff, it glowed on the Zebracorn's ankle for a moment before vanishing and becoming part of him spiritually. The others, 'Punishment', 'Owned', and 'Property', glowed more brightly for a moment, but in the end, they too rolled free. It might be easier to fuck the Zebracorn into one, but the others might be harder to manage.

The big Gryphon rolled his hips, fucking Hooves hard and deep, his barbed cock plucking at the unicorn's insides. Slowly, the big equine felt the thickness of a knot starting to push and pull at his soft, round, equine rut-hole. It grew more and more, and the Gryphon seemed to be delighting in roughly ramming it into that big, puffy doughnut. He slammed hard into the Zebracorn over and over again, throwing his head back in howling caws of pleasure as he forced himself in, and was unable to pull back out. It didn't stop him from trying, though, he jerked his cock back over and over, trying to free it from the equine's big, round rump, which in turn sent him tumbling off the edge into an orgasm. He leaned down, grabbing the passive male by the shoulders and biting at his neck, asserting himself as he pumped thick rope after thick rope of cum into the other's backside.

He stopped, turning around and letting his cock turn between his legs, bound to the equine like a mated, feral dog while he continued to pump his ass full of his seed. The Gryphon seemed to regard him as uninteresting now, or at least, not as necessary as he had been. After a short while, he tugged firmly and managed to pull his cock free, leaving his cum oozing down the Zebracorn's taint. He moved quickly to the open cabinet, taking a thick butt plug, then turning around and gathering his leaking cum with it before pressing it into Hoove's backside. A rune along the underside glowed for a moment, making sure that the plug swelled to fit the unicorn perfectly.

Hooves strong body had collapsed so that his upper body lay on the bed, while his ass remained in the air after the Gyrphon pulled out. The Zebracorn lay there panting for breath, when he felt that anal plug being shoved into his gaping hole. Moaning softly as it magically grew to fill him, a shiver of pleasure ran through him as he felt that.

A moment later, the Gryphon was walking to the heavily fucked equine's muzzle, guiding it to his cock. "Clean me off." He ordered, and this time there was no doubt it was a command.

"Ahmmm... Ahum..." He grunted, as the Dragon's words about that a plug might magically be labeled wandered through his mind. But at this point it felt so good inside of him he really couldn't bring himself to protest. And then as he was getting his breath back, the Gyrphon lifted that huge cock to his lip's. "Errr... I really don't..." The Zebracorn grunted in disgust, he disliked the idea of having the cock that was just up his tailhole now placed in his mouth. Still as he looked up at the embarrassed looking Gyrphon, it accrued to him that the other may well be following his masters orders. And then as well he felt guilty not doing it, after all the Gyrphon had just given him a lot of relief.

"And no worries... We cleaned you well, after all."

"Hey yeah we did..." He chuckled weakly, allowing that big slimy fuck to slip into his mouth, it tasted kind of coppery on his tongue and made it tingle. Soon his mouth was lavishing attention on that thick cock, lapping and suckling on it with steadily growing enthusiasm. He could hear the Gyrphon groaning and chuckling softly, as his mouth fawned on that huge cock. Soon it was shoving against the back of his throat, the Zebracorn relaxed his throat muscles. And let it slide down, while those talons gripped the sides of his muzzle. Those massive Gyrphon balls battering Hooves soft equine chin, as he fucked that suckling mouth.

The Gryphon rolled his powerful hips, fucking the Zebracorns muzzle hard and deep. Amazed that the haughty unicorn stallion, had turned into such a easily taken advantage of slut. When he'd first seen the other he'd doubted his master could tame him, but now he knew that the Zebracorn was well on his way to being whatever his master wished him to be. "Yes... oh yesss you do that so well... your going to make the master so much gol... Errr." Hooves was so distracted by that huge cock rutting his mouth that he failed to comprehended those words at that moment.

And then with a great flapping of his wings, the Gyrphon was cumming for the second time in less than an hour. His thick cum blasting down that eager throat lustfully, joining the dragon's in Hooves belly which was already somewhat distended. "Ummmm Good boy..." He chortled, slowly dragging that massive organ out of the still suckling Zebracorn's mouth... while he hadn't lost a single drop of cum. "Master has ordered me to check on you every few hours... and service any needs you might have. If your very good he might come back and see to you himself." He explained cheerfully, before leaving the room and its occupant alone with his thoughts.

Hooves lay there with that hefty plug inside of him, slowly thinking over all the things that had happened. Why was he in heat... even though he was a male? Was the magic in those restraints really effecting him so much? Had he really sucked off his captors cock willingly? So many question flooded his mind, so many self doubts it made his heart flutter. Rolling over he looked down at the cuff's laying there on the bed, in shock wondering when had he lost them. Hoping that the Gyrphon hadn't noticed he picked them up and put them back on, but they felt different now... lighter somehow.