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Tales of Vierbein - Chapter Two: Crime and Punishment

By Cimmaron Spirit

Commission for Anonymous.

WARNING: This story contains: taurs, anthros, humans, macro, micro, size difference, nudity, hyper, cock vore, cum digestion, cum inflation, oral sex, anal sex, threesome, implied incest, nonconsensual, master/servant relationships, gay relationships, plot development and more! If you aren't 18, or it's not of your interest, then may I suggest going to find something else to read? And why did you click on an icon that says this story is over 13,000 words if you didn't like anything else it said? Otherwise, enjoy!

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Living in the Palace was a fundamental shift in thinking and experience, dumped on Elias all at once. Clothes were for the most part banished, with only perhaps a loincloth or a skimpy top to provide even the smallest hint of modesty. In its place, jewelry was the primary item used to symbolize status, if the fact that the highest ranks of the nobility was all filled with giant, four legged dragons wasn't enough of a sign of who was in charge. Excepting perhaps the guards, wearing intricately manufactured and designed armor, there was more skin, fur and scales on display than at many a brothel in the lower sections of the city that Elias had stumbled upon.

As the political center of Vierbein, the Palace was constantly busy. Bureaucrats were always rushing around to prepare laws and decrees, judges were handing down sentences and punishment for any criminals that had been caught and persecuted, and soldiers were training and parading around. It was a whirlwind of activity, crowds constantly moving and chatting and flowing from room to room, building to building, chatting and debating with their colleagues.

The tiny human was thrust into the middle of all this, the inner machinations of the city he had lived in all his life but, due to his species and stature, had next to no influence at all. But his lessons about the internal affairs of Vierbein was quick, for few of the taurs or anthros with positions of power and influence seemed to notice or even care that a human, at least half as tall as the shortest anthro, and who would barely come up the knee of the larges dragontaur, listened or watched as they went through their daily lives. Perhaps the fact that he was the designated personal servant of the Crown Prince Gaius, who had to participate in many of the briefings and delegations as the heir to the city-state, meant that the humans interloping in the halls of power was tolerated.

"Isn't this fun?" Gaius whispered to Elias through a magical aether that only the human can hear as a fat bear, wearing little more than a loincloth studded with valuable gems and jewels and his fingers sparkling with gold and silver rings, droned on and on about the relations with another small kingdom, a week away by flying dragons, and two months by walking. It was the third such briefing today, and Elias was starting to doze off sitting on Gaius' broad shoulder as he sat on massive cushions beside his father and other high officials.

"If by fun you mean boring, then yes," Elias whispered back directly into the prince's ear. Gaius didn't smile, but it was clear that he wanted to.

"Well, can do something about that, if just to keep me awake," Gaius said, glancing over and raising an eyebrow.

"If you wish, I will do so," Elias replied.

The bear at last finished speaking, bowed, and exited the room.

"Eh, maybe after the trial later," Gaius said without moving his lips, but with a dejected sigh, and instead rose up, preparing to follow his father to the next meeting. Elias, still perched on Gaius' shoulders, watch in fascination at the expanse of black and white dragon scales that covered the dragontaur prince, which gleamed in the morning light. He was quite proud of that, as "oiling" the prince was one of his many duties, to make the prince presentable for his day, which usually included making his scales shimmer and his wings shine, which required a lot of special oil. It looked amazing, especially from his vantage point and, if he could allow himself a moment of pride, looked as good as the King's own oiled up look.

But they were not going for a romp in the prince's bedroom, as much as Gaius or Elias would have wanted. Instead, they were heading for the court chambers, to bring to an end the first part of Elias' story of how he became a servant of the prince.

Elias learned about the judicial system of Vierbein up close and personal, as, being the main witness and intervener in the attempt to capture or kill the Prince, he was given a front row seat to explain the situation, and what all happened.

It was a rather simple process: thanks to the use of magic, enchanted objects like small bells or tuning forks would be used as a lie-detector: if they responded by ringing or humming, then a statement that was made would be considered a lie, which could win or lose cases in an instant. There was no need for lawyers in such a case, only that the accused, the victim and any witnesses be forthcoming in their stories.

Elias was very proud of the fact that everything he said didn't result in a single lie being told. The wolf ringleader that tried to take down Gaius had his bells ring constantly, which only further deepened the trouble he was in, as well as his co-conspirators.

But now, it was time for the judgement. It was time to bring the trial to an end.

The judge in this case was Grand Duke Claudius, the younger brother of the king, and the Uncle to Prince Gaius. Since the case involved someone of royal blood, only a judge of royal blood could judge the case, despite the familial ties. A large, heavily built dragontaur, with steely eyes and a quick temper, it didn't take long for him to determine that Elias was telling the truth, the kidnappers needed to be punished for threatening the life of the Prince.

"Your criminal and attempted regicide shall not go unpunished," Duke Claudius bellowed from his high platform. "Therefore, it is the duty of this court to sentence all six of the defendants to custodia regiis hominem." There was a soft murmur in the crowd, and the six defendants now became pale. "This sentence will be carried out in three days time, and will be undertaken by Prince Gaius himself." The whole crowd was now surprised and began to talk and discuss, none more so than Prince Gaius himself. But soon Duke Claudius ordered the courtroom cleared, and the trial was ended.

Elias was confused, and looked to his master as they left the chamber. "What is that, custodian regis hom-in-om-in-om... em?"

"The CRH is one of the highest levels of punishment in our justice system, only given to traitors and such low ilk." He took several more steps, shaking. "I'm... I'm actually kind of nervous. But also excited. Really excited."

"Why?"

Gaius gave a small smile. "It's only something that the most powerful magic users and those of the highest noble blood can actually take part in. If Uncle Claudius thinks that I'm truly ready for something of this great honor..." his voice trailed off

"But what actually is it?"

Gaius was about to answer, but suddenly his uncle appeared. The massive, black and grey scaled Dragontaur stood almost 125 feet from toeclaw to horn tip, a full third taller than the prince. His body was heavily muscled, with scars and scratches from a lifetime of battle and duels, as well as a rather excessive number of gold and silver chains and rings and piercings all over his body, clanging and tinkling against each other as he moved. Elias knew that they were all magically attached: almost nothing could actually pierce the scales of a dragontaur. But that didn't mean they didn't want to show off their wealth and power.

Claudius' eyes always darted around; their piercing blue gaze capable seemingly of boring into the soul of those he looked at. Elias shuddered and had to glance away. But it wasn't so easy to keep his eyes off the massive, muscular and masculine dragontaur: the strong musk of an ancient, powerful and virile monster nearly flattened the tiny human from the sheer weight.

"Thank you uncle for the honor you have given me to punish those that tried to kill me," Gaius said, giving a small bow and nearly making Elias fall from his shoulder perch.

"Your father himself requested such a punishment, and for you to carry it out," the older dragontaur said. "Personally, I would rather that the King, or myself, to undertake the punishment. But he believes you are skilled enough now, so hopefully you will prove him right."

"Of course," Gaius said. "I'll prove I'm ready."

"You have three days to prepare," Claudius said. "I'd recommend using that time wisely. Maybe even that little servant you have there can help," he said, with a sneer.

"Of course," Gaius said, glancing to the little human on his shoulder and giving a large grin. Elias shuddered though as Claudius' attention was focused on him... and not for a super good reason either.

"You may need to get some other servants to help though," Claudius said. "As even that single human won't be enough."

"Of course, uncle," Gaius said.

"I will send a group of servants that can give you a proper lesson in how to perform the CRH. They will meet you in your chambers this afternoon," the massive dragontaur said, his voice enough to make Elias feel like his body was in the midst of an earthquake the whole time.

"That would be appreciated Uncle. Thank you."

"Learn well, young one. It will be very important for you in the future when you eventually take power," Claudius said. He then turned around and left his nephew and his tiny human servant, his heavy footpaws thudding on the marble floors and sending aftershocks that made Elias shake and shudder. The massive boulders in his heavy sac swayed back and forth as he walked away. As he walked down the hall, he snapped his fingers, and soon a team of eight anthros seemingly materialized from nowhere, and were quickly rushing after the giant, several clambering up his mountainous body to sate the never-ending urges and needs of the over sexual rulers of the city. Though there wasn't a single human among them, which was rather different from nearly every other high ranking official and noble in the palace, who always had a few humans to toy with.

"Alright, let's go," Gaius said, turning around to go to his own quarters. "After all, we'll have guests soon."

Elias looked back from the Grand Duke, and then turned to Gaius. "Your uncle seems rather... intense."

Gaius gave a shrug. "Yeah, he can be pretty gruff and straightforward," the young prince said. "He led our armies years ago when we were fighting with other cities. Won every battle too. But now that he's older, he's been doing more governing stuff in the city, and helping teach me how to rule when my time comes... whenever that will be."

"I see," Elias said, though something seemed... off about Claudius. Domineering, sure, and very brusque, and very much a non-nonsense guy that would brook no opposition or dissent. Not to mention how much he didn't seem to like Elias, or humans in general.

They arrived at Gaius' room, and Elias was surprised to see that several people were already here: four anthros and five other humans, all male, all well built, and all naked, lounging on the pile of cushions that Gaius normally used as a bed, casually chatting, stroking each other, even making out.

"Who are they?" Elias asked. "You don't usually have other people here."

One of the anthros, a black and blue scaled dragon looked over see Gaius returned, and quickly jumped to his claws, followed seconds later by the rest, erections bobbing in the air in front of them. All of them had the mark of a servant on their left breast as well, the reddish-brown mark that Elias had so recently received. "Your highness! We are the team Grand Duke Claudius has instructed to help you practice the custodia regiis hominem."

In total, there were two dragons, the black and blue one as well as another with white and gold scales, both a bit over 20 feet tall; a muscular brown stallion with white markings on his arms legs and chest and who was the tallest of the anthros at about 25 feet tall; and a tan and brown furred, almost femboy lion who didn't even have a mane, a bit shorter at 18 feet tall. The five humans, none of whom reached the waist of the anthros, were almost all hairless (including their pubic hair, much to Elias' surprise) excepting short cropped hair on their heads: one of them, with thick black hair, was almost as muscular as the horse, while two more were built more like the lion (a blonde and a brunette), and the other two, both red heads, appeared to be twins.

Gaius was also surprised at his unannounced guests. "I thought my uncle said he would be sending you guys later today."

"The Grand Duke told us to go as soon as possible," said another anthro, this time a brown and white furred stallion, with a large, half hard cock that pulsed in time with his heart beat. "And, well... we aren't going to get in trouble for going early, no?"

"Of course not," Gaius said, as he entered his bedroom, his tail flicking the door closed behind him. "You all have your rings, correct?"

Each of them held up a hand to show a silver ring on their finger, which glowed and shimmered in the sunlight that streamed in through the skylight in the ceiling.

"And do you have one extra for my little guy here?"

They looked at each other, shrugging and shaking their heads. "We... we were not told to expect a sixth human," one of the tiny humans, the twink blonde, said. "We can go send for another ring to be brought up though."

"Yes please," Gaius said, looking down at the perplexed Elias. "I want him to experience this as well."

"What exactly am I experiencing?" Elias asked, as the blonde human ran toward the door, then ducked into a smaller door on the baseboard, running through the maze of internal passageways that was built specifically for the human sized servants of the palace, which Elias had only ventured in once or twice since he arrived.

"You'll see soon enough," Gaius said, as he walked to his pillow bed, making the smaller servants scatter, and laid down, folding his wings behind him and exposing his junk and the already semi-rigid dragon cock that was slipping out of its sheathe. "But I'll let the professionals go first."

He turned to the black and blue dragon. "When you are ready boys."

On that cue, the seven present servants dashed over, and began to play with the dragontaur prince's ebony coloured cock and balls: licking, stroking, rubbing, groping and everything else they could. Their actions had immediate results, as Gaius' manhood was quickly erect, just short of the horse in height.

But they didn't stop even when the dragontaur's cock reached its full potential, complete with ridges and bulges all along the length, and the knot at the base beginning to balloon out. In fact, they seemed to double their efforts, lubricating the whole length with their tongues, using their bodies to cover as much of an area as they could to stimulate and excite Prince Gaius.

The brown haired twink, at the tip of the prince's cock, was playing with the urethra, burying his whole face into the gap. He was eagerly licking and slurping up the constant flow of pre, rubbing his own, comparatively and proportionally, tiny cock against the head of Gaius' manhood, the flow of his clear precum added, and totally overwhelmed, by the dragontaur's.

Then he pushed his whole head in, right up to his shoulder blades.

Gaius bucked, snorting and moaning as his cumhole was stretched around the head of the human.

"W-what is he doing?" Elias exclaimed; eyes wide, terrified at the sight, especially when the muscular human and the femboy lion grabbed hold of him, and began to push him in deeper, forcing Gaius' cock to stretch even wider.

"T-that is... ohhhh... that is custodia regiis hominem," Gaius moaned, his body shuddering as the human was pushed in even deeper, his arms being pushed to his sides. "We also just call it the CRH by the initials. It literally means 'imprisonment in the royal person.' Getting shoved into our cock, and - ahhh, ohhh, that feels so good - eventually turned into our seed."

"Your going to turn your servant's into cum?" Elias said, stunned... and not a little turned on by the thought. He'd already seen the rather messy and excessive amounts that Gaius could come, enough to fill ponds with a single session. But if he could unleash even more...

"Oh, no," Gaius said with a chuckle. "With those rings, you are protected and won't be melted down. Eventually I'll just cum him out again."

"Ah," Elias said, watching, fascinated, horrified and aroused all at the same time, as the brown haired twink, half in and half out of the dragoncock, suddenly began to slid in all by himself, helped by gravity and the pulsing, sucking and throbbing on the massive pillar of dragon flesh. Past the hip, the cute round ass of the human giving a short wiggle for it too slid in, followed by the long, slender legs, and then, with a wiggle of his toes that might have been a wave, he fully disappeared into the shaft. The human formed a bulging outline on the bottom of the dragon's cock, sliding down the cumpipe down, down, down until suddenly it vanished. His left nut suddenly inflated, and Elias could see handprints and bulges where the human's body was pushing against the leathery sac.

Then it hit him. "Wait, you want me to go in to?"

"Of course!" Gaius said with a smirk, before turning to the rest of the practice team. "You all better get in... I'm sure it will be nice and comfy down there!

The next one to go up to the now slightly gapping urethra was one of the redheaded twins, who pushed his hands in first as if diving into a lake, helped along by the lion and the muscle bound human. With a well practiced motion, the second human easily slipped in, worming his way down the shaft, being deposited into the right side of the sac this time. His brother quickly followed suit, dropping into the same side as his ginger twin.

Gaius' balls were already starting to inflate, growing larger to accommodate the three humans inside. But he wasn't anywhere near done yet.

The blonde femboy returned, panting heavily. "I haven't missed it, have I?"

"Oh no," Gaius rumbled. "Get on in line there, little guy."

The prince was resisting with all his will power to start stroking his cock. Masturbating now would easily send the three humans back out, and though he'd love to feel them all slide back in again, there were still three more tiny folks to go... and four much larger anthros as well.

The blonde twink handed the small silver ring in his hand to the black-haired hunk, then made a beeline for the open hole, and quickly slipped inside. The muscleman, taking a break from helping shove more of his fellows into the cock, climbed up Gaius' chest and handed the ring to Elias.

"Make sure it goes on the right finger," the muscle guy warned. "If it slips off, you'll have less than a minute to get it on again before the process begins."

"Uh... thanks?" Elias said, looking at the silver ring in his hand as the muscle human slid back down Gaius' chest, just in time to help push the last of the blonde twink into the sac, who slid into the left side to join the first human who got cock vored.

The black-haired hunk was next: the biggest simulated victim up to now. His beefy shoulders were a lot wider than the humans, not to mention the thick pecs, massive biceps and his massive thighs. Unlike the other's, he went in feet first, helped up by the blue and black dragon and the lion. First one foot, then a second was pushed into the stretched cum slit, and with the help of the two anthros, he was slowly pushed in, deeper and deeper. Gaius moaned loudly, gasping and panting as his cock was stretched even wider then before as more of the well-built human went in.

"H-how does it feel?" Elias asked.

"Amazing!" Gaius gasped as the black-haired human was now half in, half out of the dragon cock. "It's like... it's like... ahhh... being stroked from the inside."

Elias was going to have to take Gaius' word for it, since he was pretty sure that he was never going to have anyone shoved up his own tiny dick anytime soon.

But the thought, shoving entire people up the cock of an apex predator like Gaius... it was enough to get him hard and throbbing. Soon his loincloth had come off, fluttering to the ground and he was slowly edging himself as he continued to watch. The scene below.

The muscle human was struggling more than the others: not because he didn't want to go in (the half lust-drunk look on his face and the hard eight-inch dong pressed up against his chest gave evidence to the contrary). No, he was simulating what the victims who would not be getting a choice to be fed to the ravenous, 20 foot cock, would most likely be doing: trying to free themselves, escaping from their punishment, trying to not be swallowed whole by a body part that shouldn't be capable of eating anything, much less people.

But it would be futile, as the ripped guy showed: no matter how much he tried, how much he wiggled and struggled, even using his considerable strength to try to pull himself out of the dragontaur's urethra, he was still getting sucked down. If anything, from the louder and more frequent moans from Gaius, it was only pushing the dragontaur even further down the road toward sexual climax.

"Easy there Paul," the blue and black dragon said to the human. "Any more and you are going to be launched out."

"I wouldn't complain!" Paul said with a smirk. "You know how much I like doing that."

"But we are trying to get guys into the prince's balls, not out," the dragon replied.

Paul gave a chuckle. "Fine."

Now up to his chest, the human couldn't leverage his arms to try to get out anyway, so he slowed down his struggling and teasing, before moving his arms up over his head to allow himself to slid in easier, with a very loud, lewd slurp caused by the friction, or lack thereof, of the human body, dragon cock, and the steadily growing flow of preseed that was starting to soak everything from Gaius' stomach downward.

Once the muscular human dropped down into the right nutsac with the twins from before, Gaius laid back, groaning. Elias quickly moved from the shoulder perch, ending up on Gaius' broad chest to make sure he wasn't dumped off and landed under the shifting, now fully reclined giant.

"Okay guys, better hold of for a bit," the stallion said. The anthros all took a few steps back, leaving the dragontaur alone.

"W-what?" asked Gaius, breathing heavily as the touches and sensations ebbed away, until only the squirming of the five humans in his balls was the only thing keeping him hard and drooling.

"Well, your highness... you are... uh... well..." the lion stammered, blushing and nervously swaying back and forth as he tried to find the diplomatic way to say what he meant.

"This is your first time," the horse interjected. "The fact that you got all the humans down in the first go is impressive, but getting us four down is going to really test you. And it might be too much."

"Too much?" Gaius asked, his voice flat.

"We would rather not push you to much. We could just stick with the humans for today," the horse remarked. "Tomorrow you could try with one of us if you waAHHH!"

The horse was suddenly lifted into the air, Gaius' hand held up and using his magic to carry the horse right until he was over the dragontaur's black spire.

"Y-your highness!" the horse squeeled like a little filly.

Gaius, eyes blazing with magical power, scowled at the horse. "What, you think I can't handle it?"

"I-I-I didn't..."

"You don't think I can fit all of you in my balls? Huh?"

"I... yes... uh... maybe...." The horse, writhing in midair, trying to find an answer as looked down to see the prince's cock right below him.

"Well, then let's find out," Gaius said, moving his two clawed fingers in a downward motion.

The horse plummeted, his massive hooves, each one about the diameter of one of the normal sized humans, plunging into Gaius' manhood.

The dragon roared out as his cock was stretched twice as wide as before, as the biggest anthro in the room was forcefully shoved into his cock.

And in he went, deeper and deeper, the dragon's cock flaring and bulging and stretching as the massive horse was sucked into his knees, then his hips, then all three and a half feet of thick horse cock, the flared tip almost reaching to his bulging pecs.

"Y-your highness!" the horse bellowed, as the shelf of chest slipped in, and his arms were forced up over his head. "Take it easy! Too much and it might- mmmfff!" his muzzle was swallowed up by the cock.

"Eh? What was that?" Gaius said, breathing heavily as his sensitive glands and cock was rubbed and stretched and swallowing, his hand reaching up to his ear. "Something about not being worthy?" The muffled moans and gasps of the stallion was all that could be heard. "Oh sorry, I can't hear you. You might want to speak up!"

Since he was just a bit taller than the cock normally, his hooves were already slipping into the prince's balls. The rest of the stallion followed, quickly filling up all the room that was in the right side with the twins and the ripped human, and then stretching them more and more, making it swell massively huge, more than doubling it's size.

Gaius, panting heavily turned to the other three anthros, standing in stunned disbelief at how quickly the prince managed to take, not only an anthro, but one of the biggest in the entire palace, in less than five minutes.

"Who. Is. Next." Gaius growled, his voice like a distant thunderstorm. Elias whimpered, shrinking in fear. Seeing the normally happy and chill dragontaur prince's anger for the first time, furious at being challenged, of being questioned, of being told he wasn't ready, boiling over... it was terrifying. But also exhilarating and quite erotic seeing him like that...

The other three anthros, equally surprised and scared (and incredibly turned on by the rather forceful and lewd display they just witnessed), quickly rushed up take care of their master.

The lion went straight for the tip of the dragon's cock, then turned to his collegues in schlong spelunking.

"Alright, you two want to be together, right?" the lion asked. The two dragons nodded together, and thus knowing where he was going, the tiger pushed himself in head first. Despite the previous participant's size, and the force and speed used to shove him in, Gaius' cock was still rather tight for the eighteen foot tall lion, who had to wiggle himself in then down, helped with the dragon's taking turns to massage the lion lower on either side of the cock that was the same size as them, and Gaius' magic. But soon enough, the long tan tail, with the tuft of brown on the end, waging excitedly, disappeared, stripe by stripe, and who then settled into the right testicle, making it balloon even larger. It looked rather funny, the lopsided testes of the dragontaur, one nearly ten times the size of the other.

The urethra was gapping wide enough that Elias was sure he could easily slide in, but it wasn't his turn. The white and gold scaled dragon pulled the shaft down low enough to slide in feet first, while the other drake held it low enough for the white dragon to get enough of himself in.

Once the first dragon was up to his hips, he turned to his partner, and gave a thumbs up. The black and blue dragon let go, allowing Gaius' cock to bob upright, and now, with the help of gravity and the insatiable dragon manhood, the white and gold scaled dragon easily slipped down, the thick bulge working it's way through until soon the left ballsac, long neglected, now began to inflate and balloon out, allowing the dragon to inside to move around.

"My turn," said the last dragon, the last of the team. He turned to the prince. "Your highness, if you were to get up on all fours, you can practice how you will be standing when we conduct the ceremony."

Gaius nodded. "Very well." Elias had a moment to scramble down, running down the rapidly slopping upper body of the taur, then suddenly sliding, then falling down into the bed of pillows as Gaius rose to his full height, and spread his legs, allowing his massive throbbing cock to be seen from the front, pulsing and gaping, oozing a constant stream of preseed that soaked his bed.

"It would also be best that you keep us all in for a few hours," the dragon continued. "To get yourself used to the weight that the ceremony will weigh on you."

"Of course," Gaius said. "You're the expert."

Thus situated and ready, the dragon took a deep breath, then pushed himself into Gaius' cock, arms first, then snout, and then the full head. With a final kick of his foot, he launched himself in with enough force to easily slid in right to his hips. With the pulsing and throbbing of the dragon shaft pulling him deeper, without the help of gravity or his own movements, as if Gaius' manhood had now learned how to do so, the dragon went lower and lower, his tail being slurped up like a long noodle.

Gaius tried not to pant, or moan or groan now: after all, when the ceremony was to be actually conducted, he wasn't supposed to flinch, or even look like he was enjoying it. After all, imprisoning someone inside the royal body wasn't supposed to be something to look forward to. It was the strongest, most permanent and most stringent penalty in Vierbein for breaking the law, or endangering the life of the royal person.

At least that was the official story that was told to anyone outside of the royal family (and the few servants who have participated). All the royals knew very well that the custodia regiis hominem was an amazing feeling: it was perhaps the greatest pleasure that anyone could have. Stretching the inside of your cock? Filling up your balls with entire people? And then to turn them into an ungodly amount of virile dragontaur spunk? It almost made the royals want to put themselves into danger, to have coups and conspiracies surrounding them to be uncovered, to find more excuses to use the CRH. So far, they have resisted. But the temptation... the temptation was intense.

The fact that Prince Gaius was to be given the duty, the privilege to perform the CRH was in and of itself was expressing to the palace that he was ready to step up and take his birthright to help lead the city, to fulfill the duties of a royal prince. To the rest of the Royal Family, it was to give him the chance to enjoy the most exciting and pleasurable sexual act that they knew.

The last dragon settled in to the left side of his sac. Behind the throbbing cock, Gaius' already productive cum factories were now massively expanded, large enough to hold two taurs, and three humans each.

Though there was one more to go in.

"Your turn, Elias," Gaius said.

The human froze. After watching this whole impossible, impossibly sexy act... he was called up.

He began to breath heavily, basically doing little more than sucking down the intoxicating and addictive musk of his master.

Elias' mind began to cloud, grow foggy... He was used to the sensation, of the musk overwhelming his senses to make him more lustful, more aroused, more willing to try something new...

He took a weak step forward, then another, then a longer stride. He blinked, shuddering and moaning as his own cock, already hard, felt like it was on the verge of orgasm. Apparently, half an hour of edging, followed by getting drunk off the scent of the giant sex god, was enough to do that to anyone.

Elias finally arrived at the gaping entrance of Gaius' cock, a pitch black cave that loomed over him. He hesitated only a moment: he had grown so used to working the outside of the cock that going inside had never occurred to him. But now, so close to the source of the scent and heat that drove him to the edge of climax, he crawled in.

The slick, muscular interior walls of Gaius' cock made getting a grip incredibly difficult. Soon his entire body was covered in goo, which normally would require the prince to cum all over him to accomplish. Going to the source was also a viable way to do it though. And it was hot and muggy, the humidity growing increasingly intense. Sweat dripped from his face and body, every breath expelling the precious fresh air from outside, to be replaced with the hot, muggy, aphrodisiac inside, which only convinced him to move faster, to slid in deeper, to get to his master's balls.

It was surprisingly lit in here, despite the black flesh all around him: it was dim and not very bright, but enough that he could actually see what was happening. Something magic, no doubt: it's not like most predators had glow in the dark interiors. But all he could see was a long, fleshy, pulsing tunnel of muscle and veins as he crawled lower and lower into the depths.

And the further he went, slipping and sliding the whole way, the more intense the musk was. Soon every thought that he had was replaced with sex and lust and cumming and orgasm... By the time he got to the end of the shaft, he was so intoxicated, so lust driven, that he jumped into the yawning chasm...

And landed on one of the dragons.

"Oh, look who finally showed up!" the dragon rumbled, making everyone else cheer and moan. "Gaius' pet human."

"I'm... not a pet..." Elias moaned. He was so horny, so riled up, he started to grind himself mindlessly on the twenty-foot-tall dragon's chest he was on top of.

He wasn't the only one. The two twinks that were in this side were both making out with cock of the other dragon (it was hard to tell which one had black and blue, and which one had white and gold scales with everyone having a layer of white coating them). That dragon was using his fingers to play with the ass of the twink on the left, while the dragon that Elias was lying on was stroking the right twink's cock with his massive hand, easily dwarfing the tiny manhood.

"You keep telling yourself that, pet," the dragon rumbled as he stroked his own cock. "This is the first time we've seen ya. Spending all your time with the prince. That's not healthy, you know."

All five of them were suddenly tossed around, the pool of cum at the bottom of the prince's orb suddenly washing over Elias and the others. And soon they were swaying back and forth, bumping and sloshing and sliding around. The prince, now that he had been fully filled, was getting up to move on with his afternoon apparently.

"He... he is my master though," said Elias, coughing up the spunk that he swallowed after the sudden tidal wave, still rubbing his cock on the dragon's chest. "I... I was brought here to look after him."

"Sure, yeah," the dragon said. "But variety is the spice of life. You know? There are hundreds of other royals and nobles and shit who need to be taken care of. I don't know if I've ever serviced the same person twice." He was rather proud of that statement.

"Well, maybe we should show him the benefits of polyamory," the other dragon said, glancing at the twinks on his cock. "Eh boys?"

"Fuck yeah!" one of them moaned. The other one only let out a gasping groan as the dragon continued to thrust several fingers in his ass.

Before Elias could think, two clawed fingers grabbed his ass and dragged him lower, his body dragging against the dragon's two-foot cock, which smacked him in the face. Another two-foot cock, similar in shape to Gaius's with ridges and a thick knot, but ten times smaller, was placed in his ass crack, and soon the back dragon began to hotdog him, rubbing Gaius' cum into his ass.

"Alright boy... open up!" the first dragon smirked, grabbing Elias' mouth and squeezing, making his mouth open into an O shape. Without any further warning, the dragon shoved the tip, then six inches, then ten, then fourteen, then twenty inches, until the knot was pressed up against his mouth.

"Fuck yeah, taking that like a champ!" the dragon smirked, grabbing hold of the human's arms to hold them up until he was only being supported from the front by the cock in his mouth. The dragon then began to pull his hips back, then thrust them forward again, back and forth, back and forth, the fat knot slamming into his face over and over and over again, the ridges on the cock making his tongue and mouth and throat bulge. The heavy, cum laden balls of the dragon hung low enough that once a rhythm got going, they were swinging up and smacking Elias in the chin and chest, making him groan and cry out in what muffled words he could make out as his upper body was so abused...

Elias, his brain fuzzy from the overwhelming musk, couldn't protest or complain as the dragon took advantage of him. He really didn't want to either... though how much of it was wanting to be fucked, or just the hot, musky atmosphere, he couldn't tell.

He did moan and writhe as his legs were lifted up and spread wide, and he felt the tip of the second dragon's cock start to push up against his virgin ass though. He tried to look backwards, to see what was happening to his rear entrance, but the thick meat in his mouth made it impossible to move. All he could do was wince and groan, a muffled cry of surprise and ecstasy, as he was speared from behind. But thanks to the magic that he had been imbued with when he was made a servant of the Palace, he was more than easily able to take the fat dragon prick right up to the bulbous knot at the base. And like his partner up front, began to piston his cock in and out, the ridges and bulges all along that shaft scratching and rubbing his interior, banging against his g-spot and prostrate, turning Elias into a moaning mound of mush, eyes rolling back into his eyes, tag teamed by the two dragons.

"God, what a tight tailhole," the dragon at the back moaned, as he picked up enough speed to have his balls swing up and smash against Elias' underutilized junk, smothering his cock and balls, and most of his lowerbody, in fat dragon balls with each forward swing. "You almost forget what it's like to take someone for the first time."

"Yeah. Magic can only do so much," the first dragon admitted. "Sometimes you just need to break in a newbie."

Elias had long since stopped paying attention to what the dragons were chatting about as they spit roasted him. Having one massive cock filling his mouth, throat and nearly right into his stomach, and a second one stretching his ass and lower body, filling his guts and intestines, was too much stimulation for his poor body, unused and unprepared for this pounding. He quickly came, his six-inch cock shooting its load into the pool of hot, sticky seed that reached up to the knees of the anthros, and to the waists of the humans if they stood upright in them. By now, with all the jostling and jiggling from Gaius prancing around, it was hard for Elias to tell what was up, what was down, and where everyone was, expect for the dragons. Then even after that first load, the pounding from the dragon's failed to cease, and soon Elias' cock, without a moment to soften, was already on the verge of cumming again, and reached orgasm a second time in less than ten minutes.

The two other humans, secretly wishing they were in between the two anthro dragons, too the next best step: they split up, and stuck their faces under their tails, rimming their tailholes, using their tongues and lips, even as they thrust into the other, overstretched human's holes.

"Fuck, gotta love this slutty humans, eh?" the dragon fucking Elias' mouth said.

"You said it!" the other one groaned. "Fuck, I'm so close..."

Their assaults on either end of Elias picked up speed, but any resistance that Elias had was long gone: he was little more than a living toy, a breathing object for the two dragons to use. A third orgasm quickly followed after the end of the second, his cum shot little more than a dribble now. The fourth time, he was basically firing blanks... but that didn't stop him from remaining hard, achingly hard and sensitive and sore, and orgasming a fifth time.

The dragons were picking up speed, their growls and pants of pleasure and feral dominance reaching a crescendo as their instincts took over. Elias' face and ass would have bruises from the fat knots slapping his face.

Until first the one fucking his ass, then the one fucking his mouth, slipped past the final barrier on each end. Elias was stretching wider, impossibly wider, to allow those fat knots to enter his body.

And those dicks were so big, and so deep inside him, that he was sure their tips were touching, somewhere in his stomach.

"Ahh, grr, fuck, ima..." the dragon up front moaned, then roared, and with a final buck, smashing his stomach into Elias' face, he began to cum.

Elias' belly, already stretched around the sheer size of the dragon cock inside him, quickly began to fill out larger, rounding out as dozens of gallons of hot, salty dragon cum filled him. His stomach reached it's capacity quickly, and soon cum was shooting out his nose, and somehow leaking around the fat prick between his lips that he was sure should have been vacuum sealed from the sheer size.

The dragon behind didn't even give a warning moan, instead a final hip thrust that caused a domino effect, making Elias push against the front dragon and making him buckle and fall, landing ass first onto the twink that was making out with the dragon's ass, who then had to wiggle out and swim through the molasses thick cum to prevent himself from drowning or being smothered. The second human who was rimming the other dragon fell with everyone else, still latched onto his given job.

But soon Elias' belly was bloating again, his guts being filled and grown and inflated with a second load of dragon cum, turning him into a massive, heavy and sagging balloon of dragon jizz.

It took minutes, hours... days for the dragons to finish cumming. Time had no meaning for Elias: everything in his body must have been replaced with cum, including his brain. He couldn't think, couldn't breath...

Then with a forceful tug, the still heavily inflated knot of the dragon up front yanked back and out of Elias' mouth, which quickly snapped back into it's proper size and shape, followed by a stream of cum that had only been held in by the thick plug of dragon cock. The second dragon did the same, though the human cumdump's ass was left to gape and spew even more of the dragon's seed out.

"Whew!" the second dragon said, landing with a thud into the bottom part of the egg shapped prison they were temporarily in, still stroking his fat, well used cock as one of the twinks began to lick and suck at his cum coated cock. "That was fucking intense!"

"You said it!" the first dragon replied, as he picked up the other femboy, with a little welp, and began to make out with him, ramming his huge tongue in for a deep kiss that made him nearly melt in his arms.

Elias, groaning, rolling around in the sloshing balls, couldn't think as yet another orgasm hit him: how many it was, he had long since lost count.

And everything went black.

When Elias next woke up, he sat up with a start, confused and disoriented.

For one thing, it was cold. He shivered. He was naked. His clothes were nowhere to be found. It was also bright: sunlight was pointed directly on his face, making him wince and blink and shield his eyes.

He looked around, trying to get a bearing on his settings, and he was even more confused. He was back in Gaius' massive bed chamber, lying on one of the prince's massive bed pillows. Elias looked around, to see Gaius' reclined in the other corner of the room, looking at a scroll that hovered several feet in the air. A yawn broke across the black and white scaled dragon's face, boredom clear in his droopy eyelids and slouching body.

Elias stood up, dizzy. He looked down, amazed. The last thing he remembered, he was the size of a boulder, and a not insignificant one either. But his smooth, fit body was back now, at least visually on the outside. He could still feel the tingle in his body where the two dragon cocks had met, and there was a dull pain in his cheeks, both in his mouth and his ass, and he felt a bit sluggish, as if there was still a heavy weight in his gut.

He groaned a bit, nearly falling over as he stumbled across the pillows, landing face first.

When Elias looked up again, Gaius was there, looking over his tiny human, his wings outstretched as if he had flown from where he was before, to where he was now.

"Oh my Gods, Elias!" Gaius exclaimed, alarm and genuine concern in his voice. "I shouldn't have made you go into my balls. I didn't realize that it would effect you so badly!"

Elias blinked. "Huh?"

"Like, fuck! When I cummed you out, it was like trying to lay an egg! You were fucking huge!" Gaius exclaimed. "Had I known that being exposed to that much of my cum would make you turn into a balloon; I never would have asked you to do that! It took what magic I knew, and the help of some physicians, to help get you back to normal!"

"Wh-what?" Elias asked, confused. "I-I..."

He was scooped up by the dragontaur prince, and nestled against his cheek in the closest approximation of a hug you could have between a five and half foot tall human and a nearly 90-foot-tall prince. "I wouldn't want to hurt my little human!"

Elias was confused. It wasn't Gaius' cum... was it? No... he had been fucked, spit roasted by the two dragons, and they did it...

And, well... he actually kinda liked it, thinking back on it now.

Gaius pulled Elias from his face. "I'm so sorry. I won't have you do that again. I promise."

"Uh, your highness," Elias said.

"From now on, you'll stay outside of my cock! Not inside."

"Your highness," Elias interjected.

"So you can just watch next time, alright?"

"Gaius!" Elias shouted, making the prince pause.

Elias cleared his throat. "No... I, uh... actually really enjoyed it."

Gaius blinked. "What?"

"Well, like... it wasn't really... you that did it," Elias said, blushing. "It was the two dragons. They... uh... fucked me. Like, a lot."

Now the dragontaur was at a loss for words. "What?"

"The... two dragons that were part of the team... they... um... fucked me, and filled me up like that."

There was a long pause of silence. "They... they told me that it happened soon after you went in. That some of my cum entered your body, and you just started bloating, like it was an allergic reaction or something."

Elias snorted. "Oh, hell no. One in my ass, one in mouth, they really fucked me," the human said, smiling at the thought of the massive cocks spearing him open already starting to make his cock go erect.

"I... I see," Gaius said, his voice flat. "I... uh... I see."

"Is there something wrong?" Elias asked.

"Um... no. No... I guess not," Gaius said. Though his voice told Elias that it was a lie. "I just... no. Never mind."

Gaius gently set Elias down, on the floor next to the bed "I... I have some studying I have to do. Paperwork and stuff," the prince said. "So... uh... I guess you can have the night off."

"Thank you, your highness," Elias said, as Gaius stood up and walked back to the corner where the paper was. He sat down with a heavy thump that made the floor shake, and summoned a scroll out of the pile, and magically unrolled it, and began to read it.

Elias stood there, unsure what exactly to do. He knew that something was wrong, but he wasn't able to quite figure it out. After all, the dragons talked about how the whole palace was a place were they all had sex and stuff, all the time, with the servants usually passed around between the different nobles and royalty, and then in their spare time allowed to do whatever.

They... were right, right?

They had to be: the first night he came into the palace, there was a huge orgy in the court yard, with humans and anthros having dirty, raunchy sex all over. The tiger that made his fancy clothes was being screwed up a big ass bull that night, and he had clearly been sleeping around a lot. And for the past few days, in every shadowy corner, every open bedroom door, every place he looked, there was some sexual act going on, either a solo masturbation, a sensual twosome, or a full-on orgy of various species and sizes all going at it, from massive taurs to the tiniest humans.

The whole palace was full of the scent of musk and sex of the taurs, the royals especially, and the not insignificant addition of the anthros as well. The miasma in the air was perfect, just right to basically drive everyone into sexual lusts. So everyone takes advantage of it, all the time. What was wrong with that? Considering the circumstances, nothing!

So why was Gaius being so... protective? Possessive? What was the right word?

"Are you not gone yet?" Gaius bellowed from the other side of the room. "Go! Get the fuck out of here!"

Elias, stunned, quickly bowed, then sprinted for the little door that the one servant used earlier, and then closed it behind him.

He was so confused... He really needed someone to talk to.

The first thought was Jacques, the tiger from the first night, his first true introduction to the palace and everything about it.

It took a while for Elias to work his way through the dimly lit passageways of the interior of the palace walls to get to the main court yard: there were few signs, no arrows pointing the way, so it took a while, and many false turns, before was finally outside.

And like the first night, there were many anthros and taurs in the courtyard, in various stages of dress and undress making out, in positions that even Elias wasn't sure was actually possible, spilling so many fluids and seed to fill up swimming pools. But he didn't join them directly, instead heading for the shack where the tiger tailor lived.

He went up and banged on the massive door with his fist three times, hopefully loud enough for Jacques to hear it. He waited for a few moments, before banging on the door again.

"Jeez, hold your horses," came a voice from inside. "I'm coming... well, not yet hehe."

The door swung open, to show the tiger, in his nude glory, standing in the entrance, casually and seductively leaning against the door. "Well, well, well, look who it is. I see my hard work hasn't actually lasted that long."

Elias looked down, to see that he was actually in the nude, causing the human to blush. "Um... hi Jacques," Elias said with a small smile. "Uh... are you busy?"

"Oh, of course I am! Making big fancy capes and robes for the king, getting a frilly dress for the Prince... nah, I'm just fucking with ya," the tiger smirked, leaning down and holding out a hand, to allow Elias to climb on up. "You actually caught me at a good time! Well, I'm always a good time for everyone that comes to me, ya know?"

Elias could only give a little chuckle as he was lifted up and carried into the cozy little cottage. "I was about to go lay down, dream of big dicks coating me, but you know, always got a moment for cute little humans."

That only made Elias blush more at the flattering words of the tiger, who walked into his bedroom, flopping onto a bed that was rather oversized for the tiger, but would be more than enough for a threesome. He placed Elias onto his furry chest.

"So, what can I do to help you? If you need another loincloth, you're going to have to wait until tomorrow."

"Umm... no," Elias said. "I... I just wanted someone to... uh... talk to."

The tiger raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Something wrong?"

"Uh... no. Yes? I don't know," Elias said, nervously scratching the back of his hand.

"Well, spill the beans. What's up?"

Elias, starting nervously, began to recount the days events, from when the team of CRH experts arrived up until now. By the end he was in tears, sobbing, barely able to breath..

"I... I don't know what I did. W-what did I do? Why was Gaius angry with me? I... I didn't think I did anything wrong. Yet... yet h-he was furious. Why? Why?" he buried his face into the fluff of the 20-foot-tall tiger, his emotions pouring out.

Jacques, despite his slutty persona usually, turned out to be a great amateur psychiatrist, or at the very least was more than capable of offering a soothing shoulder (or chest) to cry on. He gently lay a hand on the back of the crying human, gently massaging him and humming softly, soothingly.

"Easy there Elias," he said, his voice as soft as the silk he worked with. "I think I can safely say that you didn't do anything wrong on purpose. In fact, I think it's the prince that over-reacted.

Elias looked up, wiping a tear from his eye with the back of his hand. "Huh?"

"The problem, as far as I can tell, is that Gaius really likes you. Like, really likes you."

"But he's angry at me," Elias whimpered.

"He's angry that his little human, his hero, his tiny servant, has gotten sucked into the morass of sex and lust and lewdness that's the castle. You know that well, even though it's only been a few days since you arrived. Sex is like the only constant here. And it's taking you away from him."

"But... but I'm still here! I'm still his servant."

"Undoubtedly! But here's the thing: Gaius has always been a bit of a... hoarder, let's say. Maybe a bit of his draconic heritage. But it's not so much in the amount of stuff he has, but his personal attachment to it.

"When he was a little kid, with all the toys that the carpenters could make for him, all the fancy tricks the magicians could perform, there was one thing, a giant stuffed animal, a winged horse toy he called Incitatus, that's as big as most anthros, that he adored more than anything else. He would spend hours in his sectioned off courtyard, playing with it. Making up stories with it, galloping around the pound. For years he played with it. Sure, he had other toys, little houses and carts and soldiers and everything else, and other stuffed animals, but they were the secondary players, the supporting actors for Incitatus and his grand fantasies.

"Then, at around 11, when he was starting to get too old for his stuffed horse... it vanished. Most likely his father or uncle took it away so he'd grow up. Oh, he cried for days. He was mopey for months when he couldn't find it. I don't know if ever really found anything to replace Incitatus." The tiger looked at the human on his chest. "Until you."

Elias blinked. "So... so he's treating me like his stuffed toy?"

"Well, in a more adult, mature way, but I'd think so, yeah," Jacques said, with a nod. "He's always been incredibly possessive of what he thinks is 'his.' And now that he has a servant who is 'his,' he's incredibly jealous when you aren't with him."

The human sat up. "I... I don't want to just be a play thing for the prince."

"And I wouldn't want that for you either," Jacques said, with a grin. "Your way too cute to be kept away from everyone else."

Elias blushed again, then was scooped up by the tiger, and brought right up to the tiger's mouth.

The tiger's tongue slipped out of his mouth, the thick, broad appendage licking up and over Elias' chest. The human shivered and moaned as the hot, slick and slightly barbed tongue worked over his front half, his cock springing up to attention.

With a grin, Jacques lifted Elias, placing his cock between his massive lips, and closing down, laying the human on his muzzle, who clung to the tiger's nose.

Instinct quickly kicked in, and soon he was humping the tiger's mouth, his five-and-a-half-inch cock just barely slipping past the thick lips of the giant feline below him. Elias couldn't actually say that he had a blow job before, as even when he was a poor street urchin in the lower city, he hadn't really had the opportunity or chance to do so, and since he arrived here, he had been more used as a toy.

But if his first BJ was going to be from anyone, the tiger was right up there.

Despite the size difference, and maybe because of it, Jacques' mouth was incredible: hot, slick, moist... then he began to suck, and then rubbed his tongue against the tip when it slipped in.

The feeling of his dick being rubbed by the tiger's lips, and his sensitive head feeling the near vacuum like pressure and the tongue every time it slipped in, was more than enough.

With a whimpering moan, Elias slammed his groin against Jacques' mouth, and came. He gave a couple more hip thrusts as his cumshot arced into his mouth, landing on the tiger's tongue, who greedily swallowed.

"Mmmm," the tiger moaned, the vibration enough to make Elias whimper as his tender cock was again buffeted by intense pleasure. Elias fell backwards once he was finally spent, landing on the tiger's hand.

"Oh, that tasted good," the tiger said, licking his lips. "I know you little guys can't give as much as anyone else here, but I'm convinced you more than make up for it in your taste."

"T-thanks," Elias moaned, as he was laid down on Jacques chest. "That... that... ahh... thank you."

The tiger smiled, slowly petting the tiny human, who quickly dozed off, and was soon sleeping on his chest.

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"It has been determined in the highest court of the land that you are guilty of treason and attempted regicide on the life of Crown Prince Gaius," Grand Duke Claudius intoned, his voice a deep rumble at the prisoners before him, each of them shackled together: the legs of the one in front being tied up to the arms of the one behind them so that if all went well, they would form a long centipede of human, anthro, and metal. They were all naked otherwise.

Gaius was standing next to his uncle, erect, chest puffed out, staring out solemnly, his scales glistening, his wings folded up behind him, gold and silver chains and rings hanging around his neck and arms and lower taur body. And beside him was King Amulius, even more dignified and regal in his appearance, his face stern and expression stone faced.

But all eyes were on the Crown Prince. Among them, Elias, sitting with the other servants in a gallery overlooking the main courtyard.

The human took a deep breath and shuddered. This was it. The moment that the past three days of training had led to. He'd spent almost as much time inside the dragontaur's balls as outside since, including overnight last night, even though Gaius was rather hesitant to allow his human servant to slip back in after the first go around.

Elias could still feel the stretch in his ass from the dragons, and the stallion, and the other humans, who had fucked him, over and over while being inside the prince's balls. Though he'd finally gotten his chance to return the favor: the lion in particular rather enjoyed having human cock in his cute little bubble butt.

Elias shook his head to banish those thoughts. Now was not the time to get a boner. After all, this was serious. This was a very serious ceremony.

And Gaius had promised Elias a very special treat afterwards.

Gaius seemed to be over the whole thing from the other night. He brushed off the apologies that Elias gave. That didn't stop Elias from sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet some of the other servants though. The stallion that was part of the CRH team in particular, Ulrich, was a big ol' softie who always enjoyed being groped and stroked by the human and others...

Elias shook his head again. No! Stop it! He had to focus. Not get horny. Not cause a scene.

He missed the last bit of the speech that Claudius gave, his voice, deep and booming as it was, droned on and on and soon Elias was struggling to stay awake.

But finally the Grand Duke stepped away from the stage, along with the King, and now it was Gaius' time to shine. It was time for Prince Gaius' first custodia regiis hominem.

The prince was rock hard now, but still stone faced. And the guards began, using their spears to poke the first human to face the black tower, and his imprisonment.

"Now it's time to see if the prince is really up to it," a servant whispered. A couple gave hmm's and haws and doubt.

"His highness will do it," Elias whispered. "I'm sure of it."

The first prisoner, his hands bound together to ensure he didn't try anything stupid was incredibly reluctant (and for a good reason), but soon a guard, knowing that it had already taken long enough to wait, set down his spear and grabbed the human by the shoulder, and shoved him, face first, into Gaius' cock, pressing his arms together.

The prince barely flinched, blinking and taking a deep breath as his cock began to suck down the first human that had tried to capture him several weeks before. Oh, how the tables had turned!

But as the first human sank lower and lower, the second human, attached to the first by the chain around his arms, was dragged along with it, as well as the rest. The bear, second last in the line up in particular was trying to use his strength to brace himself to prevent himself from being dragged in.

But in the battle between the five remaining prisoners and giant dragoncock... the cock won, slurping up the rest of the first human and pushing the face of the second one against his cum slit.

When he first did this, Gaius was moaning and gasping as the first practice victims were slid into his cock. But now, stoically and regally, he simply rolled his shoulders, as if the chains of his title were growing heavy on his shoulders. The second human was soon slipping in, then the third.

By this time, the specially forged chains would be starting melt away: while they were made of iron, even iron couldn't withstand the forces of the dragon taur's concentrated cum. Elias had heard stories that you could use the cum, in great enough amounts, to melt stone and gold. Now, when it touches the outside air, it renders it harmless and safe. But in the balls of a dragontaur...

The fourth human, the last before the bear and the wolf, tried to be smart and shoved his torso against the cum slit. After all, if the chains melted before he got in, maybe he could get out of it?

Gaius gave a little jolt as the slow and steady procession of prisoners into his cock was stopped, but he didn't say anything, or seemingly strain (or go all mushy in lust). Instead he took a shallow breath and flexed his cock, trying to suck in the human.

But a guard stepped in, using the back of his polearm to push the head of the stubborn human down, and with a wet schlorp! He was pulled in, and the process continued.

Now it was the bear, and the biggest challenge. He tried one final attempt to brace himself, to prevent himself from being dragged into the pits of this sexual hell. But his strength was waning after trying the whole way since to hold back, and the nearly starvation diet that he had been on since he was first captured. With a final growl, he tried to step back...

And he slipped on the puddle of precum that was forming on the stage.

The bear landed with a solid bang! But now that he was no longer struggling, he was quickly swallowed up head first right to his shoulders.

Gaius closed his eyes as his urethra was stretched wide, almost as wide as the stallion he had been practicing with. He took a deep breath and his cock opened wider... and the bear was pulled in.

Now the widest part of the bear was in, he quickly slipped down, down, down into the shaft of the dragontaur prince. The humans were now being deposited into the balls, which were starting to stretch and expand to take in their meal.

More and more of the bear was sucked in. He was maybe a bit taller than the cock was long, but that really didn't stop Gaius, his cock stretching and expanding and bulging large enough to allow the anthro to slip in.

Once the bear's feet slipped in, and his head now being deposited into the giant's ballsac, that only left the wolf, the leader of this merry gang of outlaws. The wolf, compared to the rest, was rather stoic and resigned to his fate: he didn't try to save himself, to slow anything down. He was rather unimpressed with the whole thing.

Elias thought that was weird.

He allowed his arms to be pulled up, and into the hot, slick cavern of ebony dragoncock, followed by the rest of him, slurped up by the giant cock without any fuss or delays, and straight into the balls, bloating out the side opposite of the bear. Now, with two, massive balls swinging between his legs, Gaius still remained standing, solemnly proud of completing his duty (though Elias could see his back leg twitching a bit).

And with that, the ceremony was over. The custodia regiis hominem was complete, and the traitors of the Royal Family of Vierbein had been taken care of.

The assembled nobles and officials at the base of the stage rose from their chairs, each respectively bowing to the King, Crown Prince, and Grand Duke as they did so. The servants around Elias also all rose to go back to their jobs now that everyone else was.

Elias remained sitting, a small smile on his lips. It was over: his master had fulfilled his task, the final quest to prove that he was worthy of his title as Crown Prince.

After the rest of the servants left and all the dignitaries were gone, Elias finally stood up and left the box, but walked to the stage to where Gaius was talking with his father and uncle.

"Good job son," the King said with a grin on his face: now that everyone was gone, the charade could be dropped. "I hope you have a good use put in mind with your load.

Gaius glanced down, to see Elias slowly approaching. With a smirk, the prince summoned magic to sweep him off his feet and brought him up, to perch him on his shoulder.

"Oh, I have a couple things in mind," he said glancing at Elias.

King Amelius gave a small chuckle. Claudius was rather stone faced at the appearance of the human.

"Well, Elias," Amelius said, with a smirk. "I hope you know how to swim. Because you're going to need it."

"Of course, your Majesty," Elias said, giving a bow, and a smile of his own. Gaius turned around, stifling a moan as his bloated, churning, sloshing balls swung heavily behind him. The humans were most likely nothing but batter now, and the two anthros were slowly losing their fight to remain solid.

They walked through the courtyard, the courtiers and servants bowing to the Crown Prince as he walked by. He had to stifle moans and prevent himself from growing weak, and breaking down to just jack off right then and there as the prey in his balls finally finished breaking down. But soon, through the marble hallways and colonnades, he arrived back into his chamber, slamming the door shut behind him.

Elias was then grabbed by the Prince, and tossed into the air toward the pillow bed, but then froze in mid air, held aloft by magic.

"Uh... Your highness..." Elias said. "I... uhh... what's going on?"

It was at that moment that Elias saw the two others on the bed: the black and blue, and white and gold dragon, standing at attention as the prince approached.

"Well, servants," Gaius said, looking at the two dragons, who moved out of the way as the prince settled down onto his bed, his massive balls forcing one leg to stretch to leave enough room. "I wanted to thank you, personally, for helping me."

"It was our pleasure, your highness," the white and gold dragon said and he bowed, followed by the black and blue one.

"Yes. I couldn't have done it without you and your team," Elias said, his smile turning into a scowl. "But there is one matter in particular I wanted to address."

"Your highness?" The black and blue dragon asked.

Suddenly they both began to levitate in the air, and Gaius shifted his gait, lying on his taur back, wings outstretched, his rock-hard cock lying on his body.

"About my servant."

Elias, still frozen in midair, felt the blood drain from his face. The words were dark, and chilling.

"W-what?" the dragon's stammered.

Gaius growled. "I do not appreciate you two deciding that my servant would be a great fuck toy. Inside my own body."

"Y-your highness!" one of the dragons exclaimed. "We... we just..."

"He's my servant. He's not yours. Elias is mine," Gaius growled.

Elias, breathing heavily and watching the scene below him, gasped.

Because beside the first black shaft, a second one was slipping out, as long and as thick as the first one.

Since when did they have two cocks?

Elias' face went white.

"So, since you decided to break him... I think it's only fair that I break you now too, huh?" Gaius growled.

"B-but... we were just- ummmff!" the white and gold dragon started, before his muzzle shut, closed by magic.

"I'm not going to listen to your excuses," Gaius growled, as his hands reached down to point his twin, 20-foot cannons on his crotch upwards, and then the two dragons were lowered down, their ass's positioned right at the tip of each one.

With a feral growl, both of them were rammed down, half of the mammoth shaft piercing their tailholes, and making the bellies stretch around the prodigious length and girth.

"Your Highness!" Elias shouted, panic in his voice. "No! Don't..."

"Silence!" Gaius bellowed, glaring at Elias. "You are a servant here. You do not have the right to tell me what to do and what not to do!"

Elias whimpered as the dragons started being magically worked over the twin spires, used as little more than fleshlights for the prince. But he wasn't being gentle with them. In fact, he was using them hard and fast: the little muffled whimpers and cries of pain went unheeded as they were forced to take more and more of the prince's cocks. Their bellies began to distend more as more of the prince's cock was forced in, until soon they were stopped solely by the thick, flared knot at the bottom.

"You just decided that he was a toy, huh? A little cocksleeve for your hedonism?" Gaius snarled, picking up speed.

Elias watched in horror, unable to do anything (if he even could have) as his master brutally ravaged the anthro dragons, who were whimpering, trying to beg for mercy through their magically bound mouths.

"Well let me make this perfectly clear," Gaius growled, his bright green eyes flaring in anger, before slowly looking up and directly at Elias, making the human cower and whimper.

"He..." another massive slamming thrust against the fat knots of the twin cocks.

"Is..." the magic was forcing the dragon's against the knot, until with a lewd pop! First the black and blue, followed a moment later by the white and gold dragon were shoved onto the prince's knot.

"MINE!" Gaius bellowed. And his churning, sloshing balls, massively inflated with extra cum, now released their whole loads at once, quickly bloating up the dragons, the massive dragontaur shaft that had already stretched their bellies now being lost amongst the flood of sperm and cum, until soon they began to look more like Elias did after their twin loads were dumped into him. But then they went past that, until soon they were same size as the Prince's balls were after the prisoners were digested.

But still they grew larger.

Then they were double, then triple the size, massive blimps of cum. Even with the magic holding their mouths closed, jets of hot, stick jizz began to stream out through the little gaps between their lips and through their nose.

Elias whimpered as an entire lake's worth of cum was poured into each of the dragons that had introduced him to the joys of promiscuity. If Gaius was using this to punish Elias... well, it was working.

"Gaius!" Elias cried out, tears streaming down his face. "Stop it! I don't want anyone to be hurt because of me!"

The dragontaur's ears perked, and he looked back up to Elias, hovering in midair.

He used his magic to rip both of the dragon's off his still engorged knots and still cumming cock, and tossing them into the corner where they landed with a wet splat! The cum they had been filled with began to pour out, but the two of them, so weak and exhausted from the forceful fuck, could barely move.

Even as his twin spires continued to cum, Elias was brought up to Gaius' face. "Swear it then."

"Swear what?"

"Sweat that you will only serve me."

"I... I already..."

"No. I want you to fucking swear to me, that you will not so much as look at another person in this palace. You are only here to serve me. You will only serve me."

Elias had never seen the prince so angry before. He blinked, trying to clear his eyes.

"I... I swear," Elais whimpered

"You what?"

"I swear," Elias said louder.

"WHAT?"

"I swear to only ever serve you from now one, forever and ever!" Elias said, whimpering loudly.

The magic spell broke, and Elias was dumped onto Gaius' chest.

"Good. Then get back to work. Servant."

Elias gave a shuddering bow, then turned and went to the still shoot cocks, and began rubbing his body on them, licking them of their cum, tears streaming down his face the whole time.