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A few days had passed since Shawn had agreed to let his handlers become his mentors on how to properly behave like a dragon and somehow his life had grown busier than ever. With Mitch and Conrad now coming to work in their dragon suits they found that their presence had started to influence the environment around them. More than once they had co-workers come up to them and ask how they managed to get such suits in the first place and where they could possibly try them out. As for Elijah, though, he continued to maintain his human guise while he wore his dragon suit exclusively when was in the office and even informed the higher-ups of the fact, which made things very interesting when he was in a meeting with them while Shawn was underneath the desk completely locked away with the boss's dragon dick in his mouth.

When he wasn't at work he was at home with Pyre and Tundra helping tap into his dragon self. While Shawn wasn't sure what it was going to involve he found that it was a mix of roleplaying, meditation, and of course sex as well. More than once their session devolved into the three of them in his bed, and once when they took him to the club on that Friday they met a few other dragons and hooked up with them there. They weren't kidding when they said that a rubber dragon was usually horny, despite everything that they've done Shawn still found himself ready for more after each time. That was why on Saturday it was strange that he found himself alone in his den and that it wasn't until a few hours later that he got a text from Pyre and Tundra telling him to head to the club early.

Despite being alone Shawn continued to try and act like a dragon as much as possible so that his mannerisms fit the body he had, now making sure that he took his wings and tail into account while he walked. The more he was aware of them the more he felt like they were a part of him, to the point where he could almost feel where they were at all times. After lounging around for a few hours he decided to get ready for the club, getting himself preened and ready just like his handlers had shown him before he left for the night.

When he got to Dragon Heaven he found Pyre and Tundra waiting for him once he got into the club, the two waving him over as they finished the food they had gotten while they waited for him. "I think you're really going to like what we got in store for you tonight," Pyre said with a grin once he swallowed. "I don't want to ruin anything so you're just going to need to follow us. Trust us, though, what you're about to see is going to blow your mind."

Shawn just nodded and let the two dragons go first as they walked towards the staging area of the club. He began to wonder what they could possibly have in store for him that was any more surprising than what he had already gone through, though his thoughts wavered as they went behind the stage and went into a freight elevator that lead up to the second floor. "I didn't even know this place had another floor to it," Shawn admitted as Pyre put in a key and pressed a button to start up the motor.

"It's one of those secrets that only the privileged few know about," Pyre said with a grin as they slowly made their way to the next floor. "You have to be a Sealed in order to even have the opportunity to find out about this place, and even then such information is normally only for those who would actually make use of it. We know because, as master handlers, we find that our charges sometimes merit an invitation to this place, charges such as you, Shawn. So let me be the first to introduce you to the Aviary, where the club's kinkiest bondage-obsessed dragons go to roost for our entertainment."

When the elevator got to the second floor and the lights turned on Shawn's eyes widened at what he saw. Anytime he had been to the club when it was officially opened he had seen them, rubber dragon suited males that were trussed up and put into cages that either danced above their heads or were brought to the main stage for a bit of amusement. Up close and personal like this, though, he saw just how bound they were; very few of them showed any of their original scale through the gear they wore and many were either chained or fastened to the cages they hung in. All of them appeared to be in a state of near nirvana-like bliss, and many of them were either humping the air or their cocks were fully erect.

"Wow... I mean... wow..." Shawn said as he looked at them, Pyre and Tundra watching him with bemused looks on their faces. "Are they here all the time like that?"

"They're here semi-regularly on weekdays," Pyre explained. "During the weekend, though, it's not uncommon for them to come in Friday night and stay here until Sunday night. Now while we know you very much enjoy being bound up you would be here sort of on a trial basis, if you don't like it then you won't have to commit."

"Commit?" Shawn repeated. "Commit to what?"

"To being an official slave to Dragon Heaven," Tundra said simply.

A slave to Dragon Heaven... the words continued to ring in Shawn's ear as he turned back and looked at every rubber male that were in those cages. All of them, every dragon here, had signed themselves over to the club as a slave to be used as they saw fit. It was more than just a bondage of the body, they literally ensnared the will of these souls to be put out as entertainment for the rest of the club. And the thought of him in one of those cages, completely powerless in body and will, a mere thing to be used by the other patrons...

...it was very arousing. Shawn could feel his arousal swell in his slit and threaten to come out, which made him turn away and think more at the task at hand to try and focus. "I don't know guys," Shawn said finally. "It seems like an awfully big leap from that first day when you trussed me up and put me on stage. This sounds pretty hardcore."

"Indeed it is," Pyre replied. "Which is why you'll only be signing yourself over for tonight if you wish. A sort of slave for a day deal, a chance to test drive those bindings that you so enjoy being in. If it's not your cup of tea then that's the end of it, though if you do decide to change your mind after that point, Dragon Heaven is always more than willing to receive you as one of theirs."

Shawn bit his lip as he looked at the others that were there inside those cages, completely bound and unable to do anything but squirm from the stimulation provided by others. He had always looked up at them when he was at the club and wondered what it would be like to be in their situation. Even though he hadn't known about the fact they literally signed themselves over to be slaves for the club it had intrigued him, and strangely now that he knew that fact it piqued his curiosity even more. He glanced over at Pyre who continued to passively stand there and wait for his final decision...

"Well..." Shawn said anxiously. "I suppose... it wouldn't hurt to give it a try."

"We knew you'd be all for it," Pyre said as he produced a clipboard with a piece of paper on it from out of nowhere. "Now this is a temporary agreement between you and the club that you are officially turning yourself over as their property for tonight. Feel free to look it over if you'd like, but once you're done, if you could just sign it on the bottom we can get started."

Shawn trusted the two enough to just scrawl his name at the bottom and hand it back to Pyre, who tossed it to the side and proceeded to lead him further into the Aviary, then took him to one of the few empty cages in the area and told him to get into it. Though it was big enough to fit him it didn't have much head clearance, and in the end he had to crawl in and remain on all fours in order to fully get inside. Once he was there he found his muzzle only a few inches away from the other side of the wrought iron bars as he felt his tail get tucked inside before the door behind him was closed. There was the sound of metal on metal and Shawn could just turn his head enough in order to see Pyre put a lock on the door before moving to the front.

"Now the official slave wranglers will get you completely trussed up before the club is opened," Pyre explained as Tundra walked over to him with a familiar gas mask complete with rubber tubing that ran out of the muzzle. "Until then; however, we thought we'd get you into the mood, really put you into your draconic self like the others here. Now if you'll just stick your head through the little door here we can get this on you and ready to go."

Shawn was unsure of what they meant until he saw Tundra pull a hidden pin out of the cage's bars and a small door opened just enough for him to put his entire head through and not much else. Once he had managed to get his head through the opening they quickly secured the gas mask over him, the rubber squeaking together against his ears as he was completely covered by it. Once again his eyes were covered by lenses, but this time he could actually see through them as they sealed him up. Once everything was in place they clicked the collar attached to the bottom of the mask with a lock, keeping Shawn stuck in there even if he could reach the gas mask.

"Now someone is going to come by really soon and help get you in the rest of your attire when it gets a little close to show time," Pyre explained once again. "You just enjoy yourself there, Shawn, and we look forward to seeing you! Just remember to have fun and really feel your draconic self!"

Shawn tried to say something to respond but the gas mask was tight against his muzzle and he couldn't move his jaw enough to say anything properly. As he remained there on all fours he could feel the pressure change inside of his mask. It was clear they had attached the hoses to something that was pumping gas into it, but he wasn't sure what it was and by now both Pyre and Tundra had walked over to the elevator. All he could do at this point was take a deep breath and ride out whatever was given to him...

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A few hours later the club was hopping, everyone wearing their rubber dragon suits as the party began. Sitting in one of the booths Tundra and Pyre waited for Shawn to appear, along with Elijah that had joined them when the club opened. Along with him were Mitch and Conrad, both of them collared with leashes that led back to their new boss. Along with the collar they also had cuffs on their ankles and wrists with their arms bound behind their back and their mouths completely muzzled, taking on the role of what would normally go to Shawn as their cocks throbbed in the rubber thongs that had been given to them to wear.

"So when is our boy coming out of the Aviary?" Elijah asked Pyre as he sipped his drink. "If I'm going to lose my favorite toy for the night I would at least like to see him in his new role."

"He should be coming up rather soon," Pyre replied as he took a look at his watch. "God only knows that right now he's completely saturated with the gas we gave him, they take any longer to bring him out of it he's going to be in a drunken stupor."

Almost as if on cue the lights in the club darkened and everyone's attention was brought to the center stage as the announcer said that there was a special dragon making his second debut on stage at Dragon Heaven. Everyone at the booth tilted their head forward as they could see the start of a metal cage being lowered from the top level that rattled slightly as it was moved. The second the light reflected off the blue and red latex they knew it was Shawn, though he definitely was not in the same condition that his handlers had left him.

The gas mask had been taken off and replaced with a muzzle of metal chains that also wrapped around his head and connected to a heavy rubber and metal collar around his neck. Everything; his tail, his wings, his ankles, and his wrists were all connected with thick chains and rubber cuffs as he was lowered down onto the stage. Even without the bars that surrounded him Shawn was clearly going nowhere, though that didn't stop him from thrashing around like a wild animal. The reason for his agitation was quite clear, from the way he was rubbing up against things and the dripping tool that hung between his legs, the rubber dragon was out of his mind in needy pleasure.

"What we have for you today is a dragon that is our slave for a day here at Dragon Heaven," the announcer said as the cage was lowered completely onto the stage. "Since we want to see him stay I'm sure that we can make his time as a slave so enjoyable he's going to want to be in that cage every second, you think you can all help him make that happen? Once our stage crew has him completely locked down we're going to get everyone who wants a turn with him to come on up and take our newest dragon for a spin!"

There was a resounding round of cheers and roars from the group as the two muscular males grabbed the chains that connected his collar and let him out of the cage, the restraints on his wrists and ankles forcing Shawn to remain on all fours as he was moved towards a set of hanging restraints. Those cheers turned to lewd catcalls as everyone saw the needy dragon willingly raise his tail up in the air, showing everyone his latex pucker as the chain that was connected to the appendage was secured so that it remained raised. As the other dragon removed the muzzle around him Shawn let out a very sexy draconic roar that once again caused applause and similar roars to come from the audience.

"He's a natural," Elijah said with a grin as he watched them continue to secure the latex dragon to the stage. "I knew from the second that I made him that offer he'd end up as property of the club one day, and I can only imagine the primal thoughts that are racing through his head right now. To think that only a few weeks ago these two invited him to join the club and he was having problems with being in his dragon suit in the first place, now he's a sealed and about to be part of the main entertainment for the entire club!"

As Pyre nodded in reply he looked over and saw that both Mitch and Conrad had their heads down. At first he thought that it was concern for their friend, but as he continued to watch them he noticed that they were both pawing at their groins as they watched Shawn continue to get secured. A smile began to form on his latex lips when he realized that the look he was seeing was that of envy, the wish that they were either in their friend's place or up there with him. He snapped them out of that funk by motioning that they should go up and get the first crack at him before someone else claims that honor, the others agreeing as they got up.

Meanwhile Shawn could feel his body wiggle back and forth in pure pleasure as he felt his hands and feet get chained down to the stage along with his tail and wings. He knew what was happening, even in his lust-fogged stupor he could hear the announcer say that he was going to be available for the entire club to use. It wasn't the first time he had seen it happen, he had participated in more than one instance when a dragon went up to the stage for public use. Now it was his turn as his neck was secured and his head made to remain in one direction facing the line of rubber males that had started to circle around the stage like vultures.

Whether it was the drugs given to him by his handlers or the situation itself Shawn continued to stay in character as the restrained dragon, growling and snarling at those that came up close to him. At this point it almost felt like second nature, like this was the way he was supposed to act when it came to others. Even being on all fours felt more natural to him at that point than being up on two legs, which was good for him as he felt the first dragon come up behind him. It was a another blue-scaled latex dragon like him, only this one was a pure western with golden highlights in his scales and, at least from what Shawn could gage as his tailhole was stretched open, a very thick cock that slid inside him. Shawn could feel himself start to drool with pure bliss as he experienced nothing but pleasure from the dragon sliding quickly inside him.

"Looks like you're about to have a good night," a familiar voice said that knocked Shawn enough out of his instinctual gaze enough to look up and see Pyre staring down at him with a grin. "I think it's safe to say that we knew you'd be here one day, chained down to this stage and bred from both ends while the rest of the club watches. You are a rubber dragon through and through, and we couldn't be prouder to be your handlers during this adventure of yours."

Shawn could feel his chest swell with pride at that, being given such a compliment from his handler meant the world to him. When he was presented with Pyre's cock he eagerly opened his mouth and nearly swallowed the whole thing down in one go, causing the other dragon to stumble forward and grip Shawn's head as his member was engulfed. With the inability to move all the motion of stimulation was relegated to the two dragons on either side of him as they stretched both his orifices with their cocks. It wasn't long before he felt them orgasm, dumping their latex seed inside them before they gave him a pat on the head or a roar and left the stage for the next person to come up.

The line never seemed to grow shorter throughout the night as Shawn continued to service what felt like every cock in the club. Some of them were nice enough to slide underneath him and suck him off as well, one or two even managing to get their tailholes to the point where he could penetrate him. With his entire body restrained Shawn was only able to make short movements with no guidance, which meant if he was going to stuff anyone's hole with his tool they were going to have to work for him to do it. Most of the club was more than satisfied with his mouth or tailhole, some of them even taken advantage of his stretchy muzzle to push two in at a time.

At one point as he was not only filled from both ends but also had a mouth on his own cock Shawn looked over to see his two friends at the booth, both of them nuzzling and fondling their boss as he lustfully gazed at the show. There was something in his mind that tried to click at what he was seeing, but all that came up was the fact that it was a truly draconic sight to behold. They were the rubber dragons that serviced the dominant, the handlers like Pyre and Tundra that had timed themselves so they could both have a turn with Shawn at the same time. It was pure paradise...

Finally after hours of non-stop sex even Shawn could feel his energy start to wane, his body slumping slightly in his restraints as another rubber dragon thrusted into his tailhole. By this point his stomach was actually distended slightly from the amount of seed that had been fed to him through both ends and there was a puddle of it on the stage around where he was chained up. At this point it felt like the club was starting to wind down, and Shawn watched as the two muscular dragons that had gotten him bound in the first place began to undo the locks that kept them there. Once he was free from the stage he was led back inside the cage that brought him down there in the first place.

As soon as he was inside he collapsed on the floor of the cage in sheer exhaustion, head tilted to his side as his heavily-used synthetic body was allowed to rest. While he was being pulled back up to the Aviary he saw Pyre and Tundra wave at him, then everything disappeared into blackness as he was brought back up. When he reached the area that he had originally started at he could hear the moans and groans of the other dragon slaves around him; some of them had been merely teased the entire night while others performed like he did and likely groaned out of sheer exhaustion. As he continued to lie there and cool down, he heard the sounds of footsteps heading towards him.

"Well I have to say that is one of the most hardcore poundings I've seen a dragon slave take in this club in quite some time," the voice of Pyre said as Shawn felt two sets of hands help him back onto his hands and feet once again. Shawn could feel the liquid in his belly slosh around as he heard the smaller door to the cage open and his head was coaxed out. "We brought you a bit of a pick-me-up even though we're pretty sure at this point you're not dehydrated."

Shawn finally managed to look up to see Pyre and Tundra grinning down at him as they took off his muzzle and put the opening of a bottle of water to his lips. The exhausted dragon greedily sucked down the entire bottle before they moved onto the next course, which was a plate of wings from the bar they held in front of him so that he could eat them. Once he was finished with that they put everything aside and sat down in front of him, asking him how his first time as a dragon slave went. Even though he was dead-tired, he managed to talk for a while before he felt his stamina begin to waver once again and he laid back down on the floor.

"Looks like our poor little rubber dragon here got all tuckered out on his first day," Pyre teased as they stood back up, taking their trash with them. "So I'm not sure whether or not you wanted out any time soon, but as we've mentioned we're not in charge of that, so if you were looking to us to set you free you got another thing coming. However, there is one thing that we wanted to ask you now that you've almost completed your first day of being a dragon slave, and that's if you wanted to continue to be one."

It was the first time since they had secured the gas mask on Shawn's face that he had remembered that this was only a temporary thing. Everything had happened so fast between the gas mask going on and then the extensive rush of feeling just like a dragon before becoming the centerpiece to a rubber dragon orgy on stage. As he continued to lay there he could see that the two were waiting to hear if he had made a decision on what he was going to do next. When he finally did it caused a grin to form on his rubber muzzle, one that caused the other two to look at each other.

"I think I'm going to sign up," Shawn finally said, Pyre and Tundra beaming down at him as he continued to smile. "I mean if this is what being a dragon slave is like when I'm only in for a day, I can't imagine what it would be like when I sign myself over for longer. But I have to say it's something that I'm certainly willing to see what's like now that I got my free sample in."

"You are not going to regret this," Pyre said. "I'll tell them that you're interested in extending your tenure here and they'll get you the necessary paperwork when they release you. Don't worry, though, we'll still be your handlers and you're also going to be the toy to your boss, now you just happen to have club responsibilities, as well. Anyway we're going to go and tell everyone the great news, do get some rest!"

As the two walked out of the Aviary and went down the elevator Shawn sighed in contentment as he was left alone with his thoughts once more. He couldn't believe how much his life had changed and in what direction. Never in his life did he think he'd sign himself over to some club that chained him up while being a rubber dragon, yet there he was. At the same time he couldn't wish his life to go any other route, either, not only did he have friends and a boss that were into the same thing but he kept finding new ways that he could indulge himself. He was really beginning to feel like himself, all it took was a rubber dragon suit and a lot of bondage gear.

"Man, now I'm a slave and a toy..." Shawn said to himself as he laid his head back down on the floor of his cage. "I'm going to be a very busy dragon, makes me wonder how much time I'm going to be able to spend with my friends at my lair..."