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Elaine flipped down the mirror in her car and checked herself over. Her eyeliner was fine--just a light touch of it with mascara was how she preferred to go when out on a job. Her light blue eyes seemed to be scanning past her own muzzle as the giraffe toyed with her hair, which was a cream color that matched the primary color of her coat. The hair was parted to her left in one long sweep that fell down past her muzzle and climbed back between her horns and to the base of her neck.

She checked her phone, going over the client report form. Truly, Elaine was a bit nervous. She'd done sex work years prior to this, then graduate school, then back to sex work after dropping out. Only this sex work didn't really hinge on her sucking cock or telling some rich colt how hot he was. It was work for the Bureau of Public Health.

Her client's name was Reyla: eight feet long from snout to tail, wingspan twelve feet, weight roughly six hundred pounds. Attitude: Domineering. Scales silver with a diamondback pattern of various shades of amber. In the right light, Elaine's blotchy spots were also nearly amber. Something in common they could talk about. This was not Elaine's first client, and she was hardly nervous because Reyla was a feral dragoness.

She was nervous because Reyla had a reputation, and her normal handler had fallen ill and Elaine had been called on last minute to help Reyla deal with her heat instead. Most dragonesses tended to regulate their cycles through various birth control options, but for ones that could not for medical reasons or chose not to they were allowed access to a type of sex work that was as old as it was impersonal. Since a dragoness' heat tended to be so strong it made males of even different species become mindless rut machines, other female dragonesses and anthros had been tending to their needs in order to keep the dragoness' social life from falling apart and the males around them in check.

For Elaine, this usually meant showing up, making the dragoness comfortable, and applying various vibrators and toys until her client came enough times to fool her body into thinking it successfully procreated. It was the only sex work Elaine knew about where one did not even need to take off their clothes for their client.

But Reyla had appetites, and while Elaine had told the agency she was willing to work with any client, she did not think she would have to already face a dragoness who took advantage of a publically funded service just to regularly have heated sex with different women.

Elaine just needed to suck it up and do her job. Reyla couldn't do anything to Elaine without Elaine's consent, after all. The giraffe got out of her car and approached the wide double doors to Reyla's home. Her car was parked outside a large adobe household with a big enough for a courtyard for dragon's like Reyla to land in from the sky. It was late fall, which was actually a lovely time of the year to be outside in the Sonoran. From the porch, Elaine could already smell Reyla's heat: a musk like mulled wine with a bite clove.

She rang the doorbell and stepped back to make sure she was in front of the camera and speaker over the doorbell. After a few seconds of waiting she heard a voice say, "Well, aren't you a treat, dear?" Any sense of flirtation was lost through the tinny speaker. "I assume you're my 10 o'clock?"

"Uh, yes ma'am."

"Excellent, though I was expecting a vixen..."

"Ryley is out the next few days, ma'am. Appendicitis."

"Ah, well I'm sure they wouldn't send me anyone unfit to meet my needs. The door's unlocked, I am in the courtyard." And when the speaker went dead, Elaine heard the door unlock. She hesitated a moment longer, glancing back at her car before stepping inside. The dragoness' home was rather austere. Smooth grey tiles, the adobe walls the same desert brown as the outside. A few pieces of abstract art, Pollock lookalikes, hung on the walls with other odds and ends: idols and souvenirs from travel on neat little shelves, etc. She entered into some sort of sitting room with chairs for anthros and cushions for ferals, and to her right was a broad hallway that led to another side of the house. All along this hallway, the inner wall was made of glass, revealing the home's courtyard. Though the view was obscured because the glass was covered in vines and various olive and citrus trees were planted around the courtyard's perimeter.

Walking down the hall, she reached a large sliding glass doorway to the courtyard. The whole thing was 20 by 20 feet, with lush greenery surrounding it on all sides. A small stream flowed around the perimeter with a slight depression for a pool in one corner. It was a miniature oasis in the desert. A sort of luxury only a house this size in the hills could afford.

Reyla's obvious wealth was another reason Elaine was so nervous. In her experience, the richer the client, the more they felt they could get away with.

The silver dragoness sunbathed in the middle of the courtyard, her tail dipped in the pool behind her. Her description really didn't do justice to her scales when in the sun: they were iridescent, and, offset with the amber diamondback pattern, looked like she herself could've been made of fine jewelry. She had a spinal fin that started at her head and went down to the end of her tail, and her ivory horns swept backwards in a sleek curve. Silver bands set with sapphires adorned her horns, and extending back nearly the length of those horns were a set of fan like frills that were her ears. She lied on her belly, wings extended and eyes closed. Whatever device she used to answer the door was nowhere in sight.

When Reyla heard the sliding door open, she raised her head and said, "There you are. You look much better in person--good hips, hourglass waistline, and nice bust. Though I don't know why you're hiding any of it in those awful clothes still."

Elaine blushed and bowed her head, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I was not aware you would like me to be nude while I serviced you." She wore with flats a short-sleeved blouse and a pencil skirt.

"Ugh," Reyla's tail lashed and threw water across the soft-stone yard. It alarmed Elaine till the dragoness stood, uncovering the vent she had pressed to the ground which betrayed two things: the wet spot on the stone hinting at her obvious need, and her pungent musk now freshly filling the air around them. Reyla approached her, head upheld so she looked down at Elaine. "You seem very nervous. Have you never done something like this before?"

Her impatient assumptions made Elaine purse her lips. She said coldly, "I'm sorry, ma'am--"

"Reyla."

"I'm sorry, Reyla, but I'm far from inexperienced. Not only do I have previous experience in sex work, but I've been working with the BPH for months now."

Reyla's head cocked. "Then what's the problem? Even with my heat I can still smell your nerves and..." she scented the air deeply, "arousal." This alarmed Reyla--she hadn't even noticed herself growing wet till it was pointed out.

Elaine bowed her head. "I am not used to clients flirting with me, ma'a--eh, Reyla."

Reyla's loud, booming laugh filled out the courtyard like her musk. Even being female, a dragoness' pheromones could affect another woman as well. Elaine's sex stirred with warmth. Usually during appointments she would take the thirty minutes to an hour to meet the client's needs and could make it through the day without incident. Occasionally she might masturbate in her car, but usually she saved it for when she got home.

Reyla spun around and paced back to the middle of the yard, her tail brushing Elaine's muzzle as she did. This got Elaine to look back in time to see the dragoness' raised tail and the puffy mound of her heated pussy. Those finely scaled lips glistened in the sunlight. Elaine was supposed to be used to seeing a feral dragoness' pussy by now, but the enticing flirtatious strut of the silver dragoness made Elaine's breath catch.

Reyla sat in the middle of the courtyard and motioned with her head to a foldout chair near the door. "Come, have a seat with me."

"Uh, I have other clients today--"

"And currently I am your client. Sit."

Domineering seemed an apt attitude descriptor.

Elaine felt compelled to obey, setting a cheap foldout chair a few feet from the dragoness. She crossed her legs when she sat down, in part to close her thighs around her own worked up sex.

"Tell me Elaine, you used to do other sex work?"

Elaine nodded. "With male anthros, and occasionally a feral male. I'm pretty experienced with adapting my behaviors so suit client needs."

"This isn't a job interview, dear."

"I... uh, sorry."

"Did you enjoy it?"

Elaine frowned. "How does this help you with--"

"Patience, dear. You're what, mid-twenties?"

"Twenty-five."

The dragoness nodded sagely and said, "I'm twice your age, believe it or not." That did not amount to much. Feral dragons lived twice as long as the average anthro. "And what I've learned, in all that time, is that most females, anthro or feral, are never really... taught how to answer that question. You, for instance, deferred to changing the subject."

Elaine felt caught breaking a rule she only just knew existed. "I didn't mean--what I meant was..." she shifted in her chair and said, "I stopped doing sex work because I wasn't enjoying most of it. Most of it was men who got off to women taller than them who they could either dom or be dommed by. I told them I was paying my way through college and that usually got them real hot." She rubbed her shoulder. "Some were good at it, some I liked to meet up with, but those men weren't the ones that stuck around."

"So you went here?"

"I tried graduate school first... wasn't really meant for me. When you get out of college and don't know what to do, turns out going back to school usually isn't a good idea. I wound up here cause I thought this would be a less soul sucking way of doing something I felt I was good at."

The dragoness lowered her head so their gazes were level when she said, "And you think you're good at this?"

With a small flush of pride, Elaine said, "I've never had a client complaint or a bad review since starting." The dragoness pulled her head away and chuckled. "However, I wasn't prepared for you to be my therapist."

"Yes, well, you've been acting like my gynecologist." Elaine gasped but before she could retort Reyla said, "You say you know how to meet your client's needs. Do you know what I need to get through my heat, Elaine?"

"Uh--"

Reyla rose to her full height, wings opening and fanning out to cast Elaine in shade as the dragoness stepped forward and towered over her. "To make women like you whimper and beg beneath me." Before Elaine could react, a forepaw the size of a basketball pushed her backwards. The chair she sat in flipped and Elaine found herself pinned on her back. When the giraffe's mouth opened in a pained gasp a firm, draconic muzzle pressed to hers.

Elaine had never kissed a feral dragon of any kind before, so she was surprised at how soft and yielding the lips at the front of Reyla's muzzle were. The kiss was hard enough that Elaine could not pull away from it, especially when a large draconic tongue forced its way into her mouth. The larger appendage wrapped around the giraffe's already dexterous tongue and pulled it back into Reyla's mouth. Elaine felt tears well in her eyes, the heat between her thighs running rampant as she tasted what must have been Reyla's cum in the dragoness' palette. She must have gotten herself off before Elaine arrived, which explained why Reyla had been so collected until now.

But this completely violated consent policies. Her training had informed her not to fight a dragoness but to submit unless she was actually under a threat of real violence. But Elaine still found herself planting her hands on the end of Reyla's silver muzzle and shoving the dragoness off.

Reyla let her with only a snarl as their tongues came untwined. Her head hung over the giraffe and both women were panting as they stared at each other. Reyla still had Elaine pinned as she said, "Well... how was that?"

Elaine squirmed and her legs kicked uselessly in the air from the overturned chair.

"I can smell your arousal."

Elaine tried to shove Reyla's paw loose, her breath a bit tight. "That's--huff--because of--dammit--your pheromones."

"Is that what they tell you girls?" Reyla raised her head in a contemptuous snarl, "I see homophobia still runs deep in the public sector."

"Wh-what?"

"I bet in training videos they said it was perfectly natural if you found yourself aroused by a dragoness. That this reaction happened to some but not all females?"

Elaine felt something deep and dreadful click in place for her while Reyla continued with her screed: "I bet you're too embarrassed to tell anyone you get off to this work, hmm? I smelled your arousal from the moment you stepped in here. You were eager to get started, you were just nervous you wouldn't be in control."

"Shut-up-shut-up-shut-up!" Elaine was now just hitting the digitigrade leg holding her down.

"I'll let you go--I'll even compensate you for your time and damages if you wish to report any, but I want to know, why are you afraid of enjoying this?"

"I'm not--"

Reyla growled in her face. "Think hard before you answer the hormonal dragoness."

"I don't know," Elaine said with an exasperated groan. "I don't know how I'd enjoy myself!"

"But you know you would," Reyla said it like an accusation, and her paw lifted. She backed away, and, for a moment, Elaine stared at the sky, panting. Then she regained her senses and spun onto her knees. She bolted for the door.

The dragoness didn't try to stop her, not that Elaine would have noticed given she did not look back or stop until she slammed her car door shut and locked it. She was trembling, trying to slide her keys into the ignition. They fell on the floor and the giraffe pounded her fists on her knees.

"Fuck!"

Her head rested on the top of her steering wheel while she caught her breath. Despite all of that, she still felt aroused. She stared down at her crotch and muttered, "That fucking liar. Why the fuck would my job lie about--ugh!" When she squeezed her eyes shut she saw Reyla's tantalizing strut when her tail was raised and her sex exposed for Elaine. The taste of her musky heat was still on Elaine's palette--she wanted to taste it from the source.

She remembered, of all the times where she desperately needed to masturbate after meeting a client, they all involved the giraffe giving oral at the client's request. She just got that worked up because of the pheromone's right? But with a sinking feeling, when she tried to recall the times she'd been that worked up with other partners, only one other time came to mind. A threesome she had in college with a an older man and his wife: they'd asked her to eat the vixen out while the wolf fucked her from behind. It was the only time she'd actually cum on the job.

"Shit... shit... shit..."

How had she not known?

She sat up and glanced at herself in the rearview mirror. Her eyeliner, remarkably, had not streaked despite knowing she must have shed some tears. That dragoness had opened a door that couldn't be closed behind her and now she needed to know. That dragoness--fuck her for what she did, but--she was the only one who knew. Who saw through her. She checked the time: twenty minutes of this appointment wasted. Ten of which she must have spent in the car. She texted her boss to let her know Elaine needed more time with Reyla and went back to the door.

When she pressed the buzzer there was just a pause before the bolt came undone, and the door pulled open.

Reyla had been waiting for her--the ferocity gone and replaced with contrition. "I'm glad you returned... have a seat. We can talk."

When Elaine found her voice it was strained. "You expected me to come back." But she stepped inside, taking a seat in a simple wicker chair.

"Hoped would be more accurate," the dragoness said and shut the door with her tail. She tried to lighten the mood with, "And not just because I still want to sit on that pretty face of yours."

Elaine sighed and held her head in her hands. "I just... I don't understand..." she felt something brush against her shoulder. A tail. She looked up and sitting across from her was the silver dragoness.

"I can promise you about twenty good minutes before my need to rut makes me stupid again. I need you to be more straightforward with me if you want to talk."

"I've slept with... so many men, how the fuck couldn't I know why it was I never really enjoyed myself?"

"Is it alright if I touch you?"

Elaine scoffed. "Now you care?"

"Now it matters," the dragoness answered. Elaine wanted to tell her it always mattered, but no sense arguing even more.

"Yeah, sure."

The dragoness stepped in front of her and wrapped a forepaw around Elaine in an embrace. The giraffe was pressed to the scales at the base of her throat and was surprised how soft even the scales here were. This close, too, she smelled the dragoness' hide under her heat. A soft earthy and floral scent that reminded her of desert sage. She mumbled, "You smell good."

"Sure that's not just the pheromones?"

"You don't need to rub it in," the giraffe snapped, but she didn't try to pull away this time.

Patiently, Reyla gave her a moment to just feel the touch of another. Then she said, "You told me earlier you didn't know how you'd enjoy yourself. Did you want me to show you?"

"I came back inside, didn't I?"

"Mmm, that you did."

Elaine pushed the dragoness away and glared up at her. "But I want some boundaries. First, my safe word is Derrida."

Reyla arched an eye ridge. "Derrida?"

"Yes, second, I'm in control."

"We'll see when you get worked up."

Elaine ignored her and said, "Third, I'm still not sure what my sexuality is yet, and it's important to me you understand that."

Reyla chuckled and brushed the giraffe's jaw with a foreclaw. "But you are certainly attracted to feral dragonesses."

Elaine shivered at her touch before pushing the claw away. "That's... irrelevant."

The dragoness lowered her muzzle to Elaine's and asked, "Is it?" before she pushed her muzzle to Elaine's throat and kissed it, her hot tongue licking down her neck and into her blouse.

Elaine's gasp turned into a short moan, but she quickly grabbed the dragoness' horns to stop her. "Derrida! Derrida!"

Reyla gently pulled away with a satisfied smirk. "We will be at this a long time if you stop me every time I make you feel good."

"I... just wasn't ready."

"You wish to go back to my bedroom?"

Elaine blushed. "That is usually where I end up working."

"Try not to think of it as clocking in, dear. Now, I will lead you there and we can continue, on one condition."

"Hmm?"

"Call your manager and tell them you are taking the rest of the day off."

"But I have other clients."

"And there are other employees that can cover for you," Reyla said. The dragoness looked as serious as she had in the courtyard. "If I'm going to do this for you, then you will owe me a full day. No hard and fast orgasms so you can walk out the door an hour from now in your immaculate blouse and skirt. I want us both to languish in each other until we are both heaving messes of pleasure. Heated sex, when savored, is exquisite, and I want to see what you look like when you're drowning in it."

As she spoke, Elaine's face had gotten redder and redder. The giraffe took a breath, then grabbed her phone. "I'll call my boss."

*

Reyla's bedroom made up one corner of the adobe household. It was an ample size for the dragoness with a depression in its center that held a bed large enough for three feral dragons to sleep comfortably together. Light came through a window in the ceiling, a section of one wall was a set of mirror sliding doors that made up a bedroom a closet. The room was rank with Reyla's heat, which at this point Elaine was pleasantly accustomed to.

Reyla shut the door behind the giraffe and said, "Leave your clothes there." She nudged Elaine to chaise lounge set low to the floor and large enough for the dragoness to recline on.

Elaine hesitated while Reyla walked to the bed, which was fitted with a dark blue satin sheet. Reyla no longer carried the flirtatious strut, but Elaine couldn't help but admire the soft sway of her tail or the way her diamondback pattern seemed to undulate as she moved.

"Hurry up, dear. This will be much harder for you if I'm antsy before we get you warmed up."

Elaine quietly felt her mound quiver a little, but obeyed, glad the dragoness did not watch her methodically strip. She felt strange and unattractive, like she wasn't sure what parts of her body she should be happy with anymore. Elaine had to force herself not to cover herself with her arms while Reyla sat waiting for her in the middle of the room.

As Elaine nervously approached, Reyla asked, "Where would you like to start, dear?"

Elaine stood at the edge of the bed, hesitating to step onto it. "Usually I would be asking that question..."

Reyla's tail whipped the mattress. "Honestly, dear, I should just pounce on you again. I am trying to be polite, but--" she lifted a hind leg to show her sex, it looked more flushed than before. "I'm under a lot of duress, so if you don't mind?"

"Kissing?"

"There's a start. Most ferals and anthros enjoy that."

"If you're just going to humiliate me--"

But Reyla snarled before she marched up to Elaine and pulled the reluctant giraffe into the bed with a heavy swipe. Elaine fell softly on her side and found Reyla towering over her again. Her muzzle didn't lunge against Elaine's this time, but softly hovered in front of hers. Elaine, hands shaking, grabbed Reyla's horns, took a deep breath, and kissed her.

Elaine moaned softly as her lips met the dragoness' own. They yielded to the press of hers, soft and fine as any anthros'. When her long tongue pressed against the feral's lips, they parted so Elaine could explore her mouth. She tasted Reyla's heat and her cunny clenched, wetness drooling past the lips of her sex into the soft, trim fur beneath it. Reyla let the giraffe tongue push and snake through her muzzle, the muscle just as dexterous if slightly smaller than the dragoness'. When Elaine pulled Reyla's tongue into her mouth, the dragoness pushed her muzzle into the giraffe's. Elaine whimpered as her partner became more forceful. It was gentle and insistent, a huff from the dragoness telling Elaine she was impatient for her own pleasure. That larger tongue overpowered hers and slathered into her throat. Elaine, long since practiced in deep-throating, actually felt a thrill run down her body at this new invasion. She eagerly swallowed around the muscle while her fingers reached down to gently rub the frills on the side of Reyla's ears. A purring rumble from the dragoness showed her approval as her tongue slipped backwards and wrapped around Elaine's again. They stayed in that heated kiss for a while, occasionally breaking it to try locking their lips at different angles, but totally focused on keeping up a passionate union between them.

Reyla was the one who finally broke the kiss, with the giraffe beneath her panting and flushed. The dragoness said, "You're... a very good kisser for an anthro."

This admittance made Elaine giggle. "First time with a giraffe, hmm?"

"And you? You were mewling like a girl touching herself for the first time."

Blushing furiously, Elaine looked away. She saw herself in the mirror, the beautiful dragoness mounted over the lower half of her body, her tail swishing back and forth across the edge of the mattress.

She felt Reyla's tongue tease her ear before a sultry, "I like seeing you like that. You want me to make you make more noises?"

Elaine pursed her lips and nodded.

"Hmm?"

"Y-yes..."

Reyla chuckled. "Even embarrassed you're so..." another long lick up her throat, stroking the jawline of her muzzle, to Elaine's ear, "enticing."

Elaine moaned as the dragoness kissed and nipped her neck before her muzzle worked patiently down Elaine. She watched Reyla work in the mirror, unable to actually meet the dragoness' smoldering, amber gaze. Each of Elaine's dark nipples stood on end--appetizing targets for the dragoness as she planted wet kisses between them. Elaine waited in anticipation, but Reyla merely skipped them, opting to continue kissing down the soft cream of her belly to her navel. Then the dragoness gave her one long wet lick back up to her breast, tongue pushing against one and flicking up against an areola. It was strangely arousing to be sampled in such a way, and Elaine's quiet moan was savored by her partner before Reyla kissed her other breast.

The dragoness nipped the soft flesh there, making the giraffe shudder then groan when she felt a suck hard enough to leave a hickey on her skin. The dragoness' tongue spilled wetly from her mouth and kneaded into the breast. The appendage coiled in a practice fashion around her abused flesh and squeezed, pushing her nipple up and out into the exposed air, quickly covered by the lips of the feral dragoness. Elaine whimpered and grabbed her partner's horns. Not to stop her, but to pull the dragoness into her body as she arched her back.

The diamondback dragoness had to put a forepaw on Elaine's abdomen to pull away. The giraffe was finally watching Reyla, and saw the satisfaction smoldering in the other female as she worked down Elaine's needy body. When the dragoness' muzzle reached the wet lips of the giraffe's sex, she pushed her snout into Elaine's pubic mound and took a deep breath. Her pleased growl made the giraffe's fingers curl together into quivering fists. But Reyla didn't dive into her partner, instead she planted kisses on Elaine's inner thighs, nipping the flesh there and getting an impatient whine from her partner. Elaine reached down and spread her sex with her fingers, the wet glistening pink of her tunnel was sticky with strands of her need, which Reyla stopped to stare at--all too entranced by the site of that hungry cunny.

"Please... Reyla," Elaine's voice came in gasps.

The dragoness only responded by tilting her head and planting her muzzle hotly against Elaine's pussy. Elaine felt Reyla's tongue push in and spread her walls, and the giraffe's thighs closed around her partner's head, flattening the dragoness' frills to her horn. That tongue filled her cunny in a moment, the thick muscle pushing all the way to her cervix before it undulated along the length of Elaine's passage. Elaine felt her quim close around the invader, desperately trying to pin it in place as Reyla made the giraffe heat up faster than any partner ever had before. The dragoness' skilled tongue recoiled then unfurled against the roof her pussy, its firmness pushing against the giraffe's g-spot. Elaine's broken groan was matched by the stuttering push of femme cum into Reyla's mouth and around the dragoness' messy jaw. It was only a minor orgasm, but... it came so quickly and the promise of what to come had Elaine mewling just like Reyla wanted.

The dragoness toyed with her in this position a few minutes more, forepaws closing on her partner's thighs and pushing them apart to spread Elaine's legs into a V. Like this, Elaine's labia was pushed inward by that broad tongue as it dug in until its end was curled like a knotted branch inside the giraffe. It yanked back and raked her walls. It was delectable. Reyla felt her partner cumming again, the taste of the giraffe's femme cum a sour bitters she would welcome in any cocktail of hers. But the taste also made the dragoness shudder and a pained twinge coursed from her sex and up her back. She knew she indulged the giraffe as long as she could.

It was not bad. Ten minutes of heated tongue work before Reyla could wait no longer for her needs.

Elaine tried, weakly, to close her legs when she felt Reyla withdrawing. She felt she could stay in that bliss forever, but when she looked up she saw that the silver dragoness' muzzle was twisted with its own pained wants.

Reyla growled and licked her chops. "Is it okay if I sit on that pretty muzzle of yours now?"

Elaine's dazed nod didn't convey the need her clenching pussy did at the proposal.

The dragoness quickly circled and stepped over the giraffe in a sixty-nine position, which, had the dragoness not needed it now she might have actually tried, but instead, her haunches over the giraffe's head, she pressed down. Elaine came out of her daze when she felt the musky, engorged pussy rub against her muzzle. The musky smell of mulled wine made the giraffe a little dizzy as the wet of that heated cunny rubbed onto her face. Those small silver scales were soft to the touch, and her plump mound was fleshy and easy to push aside. Reyla's sex was about one and a half times the size of Elaine's, but with the way the dragoness huffed and smothered it against Elaine's face, she could have believed it three times the size.

Elaine knew what to do. She tipped her muzzle into Reyla's insistent cunt, her face becoming smeared in vaginal fluid as those lips parted around her lips. Reyla's passage was hot, and her draconic musk flooded Elaine's senses as the giraffe pushed her tongue out and into her partner. The feral froze above her, and at a gentle nudge of a hand lifted off Elaine's face some. The giraffe's muzzle followed as her eager tongue worked the walls of that overflowing sex. This was not her first feral pussy, after all, and the welcome heat that stirred between Elaine's thighs told her it would be far from her last.

With her hands somewhat freed, the giraffe caressed the lips of her partner's mound. She massaged the labia and teased the wet, fine scales there, admiring how the plump flesh yielded under her touch. The dragoness purred above her while the giraffe patiently sawed her long tongue in and out of that needy cunny. Her fingers kneaded down to the crest of Reyla's cunt where her clit stood out against the folds. It was as big as the end of the giraffe's thumb, and she admired the firm, enflamed organ with a stroking touch that made Reyla's legs tremble. Her tongue might not be able to fill her partner's passage, but Elaine had other options at her disposal.

The dragoness' silver lips wrapped around the end of the giraffe's muzzle once her clit was touched, Elaine began to push her tongue firmly down, towards Reyla's clit as she began teasing that button more vigorously. The dragoness above her moaned, trying to keep her hind end still as the giraffe stoked her heated need.

Yet, for Reyla, she needed her partner's pleasure, too. Something about the way another female submitted to her touch filled the dragoness with more satisfaction than any tonguing could.

With a forepaw, the dragoness got her partner to spread her thighs for the dragoness. This allowed the dragoness the opportunity to rub her broad digits against Elaine's mound. Each finger was thick as three of the giraffe's, so it was pleasing for Reyla, when she sank knuckle deep into Elaine's snatch, that she heard her partner's muffled moan. For Elaine, that intrusion was sharp as the sudden insertion of a dildo. Her walls clenched around it, and for a moment she completely failed at her task as Reyla roughly ground that digit in and out of Elaine's pussy. The giraffe bucked her hips into Reyla's forepaw, trying to sate her need while returning to her work in earnest.

The eager giraffe started to work her tongue in circles while her fingers wrapped around Reyla's clit and stroked it. The dragoness' walls tried to squeeze and still Elaine's tongue, but the muscle was persistent in its need to stimulate her partner. By now Elaine had draconic, vaginal fluid dripping down her jaw as she worked. She wanted to taste the feral's cum so badly. She never gave herself that pleasure with her other clients, and it seemed like such a waste when a hot vent like this tasted so good. Reyla pumped her finger more roughly, but it was only to distract from the tension building in her waist. She felt her orgasm coming but she wanted to fight it, even as she knew this would be a minor one, far from her last.

Elaine sensed it, too, feeling the dragoness' walls becoming more erratic. She started pinching and tweaking the dragoness clit, which made Reyla snarl at the stimulation. It was painful as it was delightful, as that sensitive nub was roughly treated while the giraffe's tongue worked as a soothing balm on her aching vent. Reyla felt that tension draw in toward her sex, felt it line her interior walls as they wrapped around the giraffe's tongue before they reached their apex.

When the dragoness came, she shoved her hips down into Elaine. The giraffe was smothered against the mattress as cum spilled into her mouth, across her muzzle, splashing down her neck and matting her hair. Elaine didn't know how close she was until the sharp, tang of that musk hit her and her pussy closed on the dragoness' finger. Her legs kicked as Reyla made her cum harder than anyone in her life, fluid squirting around the silver paw and staining the bed. But it was nothing to the flood running down Elaine and into her mouth. The smell became sharper, the taste more intense, as her cunny became this intoxicating fruit Elaine couldn't pull away from. Even if she wanted, Reyla's hips ground her into the mattress and insured she couldn't leave.

Reyla recovered her senses first. It helped the ache of her heat returned when she felt again the giraffe still weakly serving her. The dragoness moved off her partner and was pleased with what she saw. The naked giraffe panted in a pool of her cum, her breasts heaving with her breath and her eyes glazed over at the ceiling. Her hair was messy like she'd just been caught in rain, and her long, abused tongue hung limp from the side of her mouth. It made Reyla hungry just seeing her like that.

Elaine heard the dragoness' soft laugh. "You look good on your back."

When she tried to summon a response, all that came was a weak moan.

The dragoness ordered, "Stay there, dear. I'll be right back."

The giraffe didn't think she could move if the mattress was set aflame. She watched the dragoness open one end of the sliding closet. When she turned back around, she held a large, double-ended dildo in her muzzle. It was almost comical, but the insinuation of what it would be used for left Elaine's heart fluttering. It did not look made to her size: one end of a simple silicone head, ten inches of shaft before it ended in a T. The other half that extended the rest of the length was a replica of a knotted, feral draconic cock.

By now Elaine was able to sit up, and she said as the dragoness returned, "I don't think I can take that."

The dragoness dropped it beside her. "Oh you can." She licked the side of Elaine's face and whispered, "Or are you forgetting just how much I know you can take?"

Elaine bit her lip as she reached down and touched the silicone toy. "Which side am I taking?"

"The knot, of course."

Elaine's cunt ached a little at the thought. She'd been knot-fucked before, but nothing that large had spread her. Normally with a dragoness she just applied vibrators and insertions as needed, but it seemed Reyla had a very different set of desires.

"How... how do we...

"Get back on your back, and spread yourself."

Elaine did as she was told, her blush returning as she spread her legs. Between her thighs, she watched Reyla pick up that toy and lick the draconic shaft, her eyes watching the giraffe while she pushed that draconic dick past her lips. Reyla teased her by making a shuddering moan around the toy before she took it from her mouth. She stepped closer and, balancing on three paws, lined up with her left forepaw the tip of the toy. She parted the lips of Elaine's sex and ground it slowly there.

"Ready?"

Elaine wasn't sure, but she couldn't remember the last time anyone had her this turned on, so she submitted. "Fuck me--ah!" That silicone spread her pussy easily. The previous stretching from finger and tongue made an easy entry for the spaded tip, which her walls clamped down on to slow its descent. Reyla was firm, however, and kept ploughing that toy inside until the knot was wedged right against her entrance. Elaine wanted but couldn't make a sound. She felt winded by the sudden intrusion, felt a fullness her body didn't know how to submit to. But at the same time, when that knot ground right against her clit, it made Elaine's back arch and hips buck. She still did not believe Reyla that the toy would fit. It was already pressing on her cervix.

The dragoness crawled over her, that dildo falling flat on the bed. The dragoness' forepaws were planted right above Elaine's head. Reyla craned her neck underneath her to nuzzle Elaine.

"You're doing great," she said. "Now lift up your waist and hook your legs over my thighs. With the help of Reyla's tail, Elaine was able to get into position, so that her back half was held up by the feral's firm legs and the other end of that dildo pressed up into the dragoness' waists. Reyla's head was still by Elaine's as she said, "Now help me get my end in."

It was odd, leaning forward to grab that silicone shaft. She felt the end inside her push and resist her movement, making Elaine a little short of breath as she grabbed the base of that long shaft and led it to the dripping mound of her partner's. Her sex was almost right over Elaine's pussy. Reyla watched and felt the moment that tip met the entrance of her vent. She didn't wait or warn Elaine; with a hiss she pushed her hips down and forced that shaft into her hot snatch. It was the knotted dick still nearly completely rooted in Elaine that allowed Reyla to sink down on that cock. Elaine fell backwards soon as the dragoness started moving, a gasp breaking from her lips.

Reyla snarled as she pushed that entire shaft into her snatch. Fluid shoved out around it and dripped messily across the giraffe's ass and crotch. Elaine heard the dragoness' husky voice above her, head no longer hovering near hers, "I hope your ready girl... because I'm going to fuck you into the ground." As those hips rose on that shaft, its silicone already shiny with lubrication, Elaine briefly considered her safe word. She felt the shaft inside her tug on her walls as it withdrew slightly before the dragoness slammed back down. The explosion of sensation left Elaine writhing on the bed.

That spaded tip inside her dug into her cervix, that knot slapped her lips and smashed her clit, and the dragoness' hips above her nearly touched hers. More fluid dripped onto Elaine. Reyla snarled and started to climb that shaft again while Elaine watched the lips of her sex try vainly to milk silicone. Again Reyla tugged the dildo inside Elaine out some, and again it slammed back into her when the dragoness fucked down. Elaine was still too winded to do more than struggle, her fingers clawed at the bed and her legs thrashed but when Reyla was sunk onto her, the giraffe was pinned into place, her whole body nearly a sideways U.

Reyla became a rutting beast, the feral beginning long, harsh thrusts that did indeed feel like they were fucking Elaine into the ground. The giraffe barely had time to brace her too-stuffed pussy. The rough fucking pushing past pain into a strange territory that was all pressure and stimulation and a tightness in her core that told her yes it had not even been a minute and she already felt her orgasm approach.

Reyla had not actually taken an anthro like this before. Other ferals, certainly, but she truly wanted to test how much the giraffe could handle. And she relished it, when the girl beneath her found her voice and screamed. They were broken, keening calls as that silicone knot made Elaine's pussy a yawning gap, threatening to tear under the weight of that pressure. Reyla's furious assault had fit a third of the bulb into Elaine's battered cunny, each wet slap sending waves of femme cum down the giraffe's waist. She wasn't even sure when she started to cum but she felt her world explode when that knot popped into her pussy. She felt her cervix yield, and that spaded tip penetrated deeper, the swell of its shape now outlined on the outside by her flesh.

Reyla snarled as she felt her mound grind against Elaine's. The lips of two soaked, abused cunts smashed together in their own kind of heated kiss as feral and anthro touched hip to ass. Reyla stopped there for a moment, panting as her partner squirmed delectably beneath her. Elaine wasn't sure if she clenched down on the cock inside her or if it spread her walls to their brim. She simply knew every muscle felt tense, every push on her pussy a pressure too deep and deeply felt. Reyla was nowhere near done, she had only just been trying to knot her bitch. Now the dragoness could really enjoy herself.

Each wet slap of the dragoness' hips made that knot tug against Elaine's entrance before it pushed what little it could back inside her. Then the wet, hot mash of Reyla's pussy. Their clits ground together, and when the dragoness pulled back, sticky strands of femme cum lewdly connected the two. The dragoness' heated fucking was leaving the giraffe dazed and dumb beneath her. Elaine had hit a plateau which had no higher peak, and each touch of labia to hers, each grind of silicone, even the push of her back into the bed, simply kept her suspended there.

Elaine could hardly find room for breath, but when she did, she was vaguely aware of screaming. Of begging Reyla for more.

Seeing the girl beneath her reduced to a thorough slut turned Reyla on almost as much as the fucking. She knew, without needing to ask, this girl would be hooked, would let Reyla do whatever she asked. Reyla also knew she did not need to wait on her next heat to convince Elaine back to her bed. She doubted the female would want anything to do with men again, perhaps even with anthros again. The thought of molding, with time, the giraffe into a pet to pass around to other feral dragonesses she knew. Oh she had plans for this girl, indeed...

The image of Elaine in a collar, leash pulling her obedient muzzle into Reyla's pussy finally sent the dragoness over the edge. With one hard slam, she smashed their cunts together. Elaine felt her partner's pussy spasm against her before another flood of femme cum sprayed across her waist, down her stomach and splashing across her breast. At this point, Elaine was coated completely in the musky cum of the dragoness as she ground their wet lips together. The giraffe felt fluid push around their joined mounds as her own cunny continued to milk the fake shaft inside her, her legs kicking against the dragoness as the two came together.

It was a long, drawn out cum, with Reyla grinding their pussies insistently while she lowered her head and joined her lips to Elaine's panting muzzle. The giraffe weakly accepted the kiss, too dazed to do more than let the dragoness' tongue invade her mouth, it still tinged with the taste of Elaine's cunt. Elaine was surprised at the buzz of pleasure and simple, dumb happiness, she felt as she let that dragoness kiss her how she pleased. It was a deep, slow tender kiss, moving with the gentle undulations of their pussies together.

When they broke it, Reyla kept them joined, her hips still gently stirring. She said, panting, "I think... you might have... got it..."

"Mmm..." Elaine ran a hand down the dragoness' lovely chest. "Too bad. I called in to work, so I guess I'll--ah--just stay here."

"And maybe the night?"

Elaine somehow managed to blush at the suggestion. "I'll be--mm-mmph--so _sore_tomorrow."

"You want it, though."

Elaine ran a hand down the fine jaw of Reyla's immaculate, silver muzzle before she said, "I'm not sure I've ever wanted anything more."