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6 Months Later...

Living with Master Karnith was in many ways, significantly more comfortable than solitary life in a rugged cave den. As the bounty of summer dwindled, the kobolds made rations and hunted on their Master's behalf, ensuring their fellow dragon was well-fed and content. As the cool winds from the north raced across the land, the walls of the castle and the hearths within it provided a shelter and warmth that a draughty cave never could.

Looking outside, there was no flicker of desire to leave - he felt free, having now chosen to be by Master's side as his most loyal follower. Karnith even offered to do away with the enchanted collar, convinced with his pet's loyalty in totality, but Beri couldn't accept it. It bore his name tag after all, and he had grown rather accustomed to the weight. His Master never used it again as a form of punishment - rather, it was something Beri begged for on the rare occasion, to feel as helpless as he did on the day he gave himself to Master, to relive that rush of pleasure through roleplay - a submission which Karnith enjoyed thoroughly as well.

In every way, his Master's attentions remained incomparable to his previous life. He looked forward to his daily duty of slurping down on Master's cock, perfecting his techniques while brazenly indulging in his Master's heady scent, eager to hear the pleasured grunts that signalled his efforts were appreciated. Sometimes, he was rewarded by having his head shoved deep into his Master's crotch for minutes at a time, held still by a steady hand until he came from submissive need alone, whimpering as he climaxed pathetically onto the floor. His Master continued to add marks around his slit and tailhole for each and every climax he had without a finger on his cock, a statistic that numbered now well over a hundred. Someday his scales would separate off, but until then, they remained a near-permanent indication of his need and desire to submit.

That's not to say his rear didn't get any attention. Just about every day was spent with the massive anal plug weighing down Beri's backside, and adorned in the chains of gold that aside from the occasional scrub down, he wore since the day he gave himself to Master. He had to adjust his gait to somewhat to account for the heavy bulge inside, feeling its motion rock and pull against his body when making even moderately paced movements. Even then, just about the only time it came out was to use one of the other toys his Master had so graciously gifted him over the past few months -aside from relieving himself, of course.

Today was different however. Beri was waiting anxiously for his Master's return, resting atop a pile of treasures heaped at the foot of a king-sized bed in Master's chambers. Despite being dolled up like he himself was the crowning jewel, there was a vacancy in his rear more noticeable than even the pre-breakfast gnawing of his stomach. Huffing and squirming on the pile, Beri couldn't help but clench down on thin air, whining out in frustration. Master Karnith had left two evenings ago with the plug in tow, supposedly to speak with a rune-crafter about a project he had. This definitely did pique Beri's interest - But for the moment, he felt... incomplete.

"Maaaster...", Beri pleaded out to the empty room. Two evenings. Even the simple disruption of his routine, to stroll over to Master's bed and beg for his cum - that's all it took for him to miss his Master this much? He sighed loudly, knowing at least he need only to wait... but he needed something inside him so badly! Yet, Master had been very clear that he was to wait until his return to sate any urges of his, which Beri had hesitantly obeyed so far.

Beri eyed the doors with uncertainty, knowing that sometime soon a servant would arrive to inform him that breakfast was ready. Would he really dare break Master's orders for some simple relief for his needy rear end? As embarrassing as it would be to be caught, it was the knowledge that Master would learn of his insolence and punish him that gave him pause for though. Maybe if he was quick, and begged and explained to Master...

A heated blush formed over Beri's snout. Was he really considering this? He wasn't sure he could even lie to Master, but surely, he would be understanding that he had trained his cutie pet to be filled at all times? Just for ten minutes or so, he could get rid of the gnawing emptiness inside him, then go back to obediently waiting for Master. "I won't spill my seed, I promise Master...", Beri whispered quietly out into the room, justifying his wayward actions. His Master did rightfully own every part of him, including his seed, and he certainly wouldn't want to lose anything of Master's, not at all!

With his mind made up, Beri stood up onto all fours and began searching in earnest, the chains adorning his body rattling slightly as his hips betrayed his excitement. He was looking for one toy in particular; pawing past the coinage and baubles, several nubbed lengths of gold, thin rods, and even one toy shaped like that of a male human's length. Eventually his claws grasped at a solid, smooth length deeper inside the pile, it's heft alone identifying it. Pulling it out took some amount of strain, leaving Beri huffing as he stared down at the sizable golden shape beneath him. It was a brilliant sculpture of his Master's own length, but sized up until the mass dwarfed even that of his plug, if not quite in width.

With a whimper, Beri nudged at it softly with his snout, imagining his own Master thrice his size, wielding such a tool for him to sate. His cock throbbed several times, a spurt of pre decorating the coinage beneath him. He had to be careful about what he thought of, lest he broke his own promise to Master.

With some assistance from his forepaws and tail, Beri managed to prop the toy up on flat ground beside his treasure pile. He could feel his vent twitch, still loose and dripping with its own lubricant, as it had been ever since he went without a toy to plug him up. He'd have to be _very_careful to resist any temptation to push himself over, biting his own lip in nervousness. It was just to exercise his hole for a bit, to get a bit of relief. That's what he kept telling himself.

He was far too committed to simply put the toy away at this stage. Rolling onto his back, Beri aimed his tail back at his own vent, slathering the tip in his own mucus before rubbing it over the toy, causing it to glisten wetly in the torchlight. He barely looked at his own dick, still limp despite the throbs of arousal running down it, sensitive from its exposure to the open air. He knew it would perk up the moment he had that length pressed deep inside him, shivering in anticipation at the thought.

With no more preparation to make, Beri eagerly rolled up onto all fours, sending coins across the floor as he backed up towards the sizable length behind him. The cool metal surface felt like ice against his heated insides, but warmed quickly as he slotted the tip against his parted vent.

He could hear his own breathing so loudly, his eyes closing of their own accord as he lowered his rear limbs over the toy, a whimper escaping his lips. The feeling of his rear stretching once more, tighter than he expected from just a few days without the plug, sent shivers down Beri's spine. He shortly ran out of room to lower his back half easily, merely halfway down the shaft, prompting him to awkwardly shuffle to face the bed. Raising his forelimbs to the side of the furniture, he grunted as another few inches of golden metal squelched its way inside him, standing as vertical as necessary until his rear hit against the bulge of the imitation knot.

"Unnhff~, y-you're so big today Master~"

He felt himself throb as he spoke, taking a moment to steady himself. Pushing up with his legs, Beri felt as the toy dragged its way out of him, before allowing himself to fall back onto the toy, moaning as his prostate complained throughout the whole motion. Taking on a steady rhythm, Beri began rocking his hips over the toy, loudly huffing as his own length flared up to its limit, encased in the chains as it was. Just fast enough to stoke his urges, without sending him over the edge.

He scarcely knew how long he maintained his pose, ignoring the growing ache in his lower limbs as he rode the imitation toy, the long minutes turning into an hour. The sun didn't shine into the room, and the sound of his jingling attire distracted him from the door being softly opened and closed, as a flustered servant's warning went unheard.

His focus had long since lost track of the back wall as he bounced on the toy, whimpering as he imagined his Master refusing to knot him, refusing to send him over the edge. It was the only way he could conceive of holding back from letting out his precious cum. His panting left his mouth dry, while the endless drips of pre painted the base of the bed beneath him, the growls of his stomach going unnoticed. J-just a few more minutes..., he justified to himself, not realising as the second hour passed spent riding the toy.

The distinct clearing of a throat behind him certainly threw him from his lust-induced haze.

"And here I was thinking you might deserve a reward for your patience when I returned."

The pet dragon seized up, a cold chill running down his spine. Beri shot a glance back to see Master had wandered into the room without a sound, his smirk not befitting the scowl that crossed over his eyes.

"M-M-Ma...Master! I, I..."

Beri started to dismount the toy, but his Master shot out a finger.

"No. Stay still."

Beri froze in place, suspended over the knot of the golden phallus inside him, each unwarranted clench of his hole sending shudders of now unwanted pleasure running through him. He watched with worried eyes as Master moved forward to inspect the coinage, running a finger through the clear, drippy mess he had left at the base of the bed. He felt a hand trace of his length, giving it a squeeze, forcing a whimper out of Beri - he really had kept himself on edge for a while, the mere touch Master gave pushing him closer to that release than he would've liked.

"Tell me the truth Beri, have you came like this in my absence?"

"N-No Master! I swear I haven't!"

"Really? Then why did you disobey your Master's orders, and fill yourself up like a wanton slut?"

Master crossed his arms, looking Beri in the eye as he trembled, hanging his head low.

"B-Because I am a needy... slut... B-because, I have to have something inside me, Master, you trained me so well, I just..."

Beri looked at his Master's imposing form, unflinching as the dragon struggled to find the right words.

"Please Master, p-punish me for my disobedience! I am sorry f-for, for disappointing you! It was hard going without my buttplug for so long, please, I beg of you to have mercy! I can, I can make it up to you Master!"

His Master gave a slight smile. Somehow, Beri got the impression that his Master might have already accounted for this mishap, but his expression was hidden in a flash.

"Since you insist on making up for your irresponsible actions, then I am willing to grant you mercy... for now. For your punishment, you shall not spill your seed until I clap twice, after which, you may release yourself wherever you see fit."

"A-ah! Of course Master! T-thank you Master!"

"But, you offered to make up for your insolence as well, did you not?"

Beri nodded reluctantly, and watched as his Master jumped up onto the bed with one quick hop, before teasing the rim of his trousers down. Beri didn't need to guess twice at what his Master had in mind, drawing a breath that was just faintly marked with his Master's masculine scent.

"Then let's make this quick. Show me how much you've been craving my cock, pet. And don't forget your punishment."

"Y-yes Master! O-of course Master! Haaah-Mfffghh~"

Beri felt a delightful shiver run through his body as Master guided his head down to his crotch, to Master's real cock. He didn't bother holding back any of his moans, guttural and hungry, as the slutty dragon looked up at his Master while he easily slurped the hardened shaft deep into his maw, right to the knot.

Karnith's smirk gave way to an aggressive desire of his own, the right side of his lip twitching before he started slamming into his pet's mouth, the smaller kobold dominating this dragon's maw like he owned it - which he well and truly did. Karnith certainly had more control over his libido than Beri, but he had no qualms getting right to the point after a few days without a morning blowjob.

"Keep riding that toy, I want you to appreciate it in its entirety, knot and all!"

"Nhff~, Ysh Masthter~"

Despite the ache in his hind legs from the prior toying he had done that day, Beri starts rocking his hips back down upon the golden dildo, feeling the knot already teasing at the rim of his vent. It was hard to focus though, with his head now swimming in his Master's musk, breathing deeply and huffing that scent as he swallowed the knot into his maw.

He heard his Master let out a grunt as he suckled on it, swallowing around the length in just the way his Master liked it - he could feel the heated flesh tapping the back of his throat, the urge to gag now largely gone with the daily training regime he had been through.

Karnith let out a snarl, Beri briefly caught off guard his head was grabbed, held hard against his Master's crotch. His Master continued thrusting in earnest, a growl on the edge of each breath as he pummelled the back of the dragon's throat with short, sharp thrusts. In the midst of being used like a total toy, Beri nearly lost concentration on the huge girth in his rear, and his current order - Master had told him to knot it!

Grinding his loosened vent against the huge girth of the toy, Beri finally allowed his rear to press down around the knot, spasms of pleasure rocking through him as a stretch he hadn't felt in days brought him close to the edge once more - he whimpered into Master's crotch, looking up in a panicked daze as his cock jerked and throbbed, a pounding pleasure resonating in his prostate as it was smeared against the toy.

"Hmnhf! Unhhf, wmmhhh!"

"Don't you dare come, you slutty toy! Go slower!"

With Master's order resolute, Beri urged his limbs to halt, the widest part of the toy stretching him out deliciously - he wanted more, but he wouldn't dare disobey Master's direct orders. He allowed himself only the barest movement downward, the knot sinking into his flesh with the most agonizing, deliberate slowness.

It seemed like eons had passed, the throbbing in his loins never relenting as Master kept his knot buried in his the dragon's mouth despite his rapid thrusts. Before long, Beri felt the cool kiss of the floor against his hind limbs, only dimly aware of his achievement. All his focus was in front of him, on his Master's dominate visage pounding into his maw. This is my punishment, not until Master claps... This is my punishment, not until Master claps. Every last bit of willpower was spent on holding himself from grinding that toy, his length likewise purposefully forgotten. Only Master could interrupt his thoughts.

"Unf, take it Beri! Don't, lose a drop!"

With sudden clarity, Beri readied himself, and not a moment too soon. A hot, virile load of Master's cum was dumped into the back of his throat, inevitably causing him to gag and sputter despite his training, cum clogging up his airway - but even as his eyes watered and his throat spasmed, he refused to withdraw, or even swallow. He locked with his Master's gaze, eager to show his devotion to submission. The heated throbbing continued in Beri's mouth for half a minute, before with a fluttering in his stomach, Beri carefully angled his head up, prying his maw open to show Master the swampy gift inside.

Karnith gave a throaty growl of appreciation, his mouth curling from arousal as he thrust the last few times into the pearly mess in his pet's mouth, a few extra heavy pulses making it out at the end. As he went to withdraw, Beri gave one last suckle, and true to his order, not a drop had slipped out. He savoured Master's cum for a moment, the virile mess enough to completely coat his tongue with Master heady flavour. Closing his eyes, he swallowed heavily, gasping as he shivered like an addict, feeling his body tense and relax of it's own accord.

"Mfff, t-thank you, Master~"

"Don't thank me yet, pet. You still have your punishment to get through."

"A-aah! O-Of course, Master..."

Beri looked down, somewhat concerned his own orgasm may have gotten past himself in the submissive rush he was just in, but to his relief only the slightly cloudy lines and smears of pre lay under him.

"Now that's done with, let's get that toy out of you. We only have around an hour before we have to leave for town, and there's a few preparations to do before then."

His Master came around behind him, holding the toy steady as Beri lifted himself off, moaning at the last bit of stimulation, but he had something on his mind. He looked over at his Master, who was cleaning himself off with a handkerchief, in genuine curiosity. He had never been in town before, and while Karnith had been several times in the months he had stayed, he never knew much of what he did there.

"Master, you want me to go with you to town?"

"That is correct. But first, I need to get your outfit in order. Your golden chains and jewels are gorgeous, but the humans wouldn't appreciate them in the quite the same light."

Karnith looked at the doorway into the bedroom, before giving a short, sharp whistle, jolting Beri a bit. Immediately, two kobolds came running in, heaving a heavy toy - a very familiar one. It was similar to before, the same size and fearsome girth, but with a new twist. Thin runes and magical carvings were etched into the golden neck and flare of the toy, while the pink heart-shaped gemstone at the back seemed to glow softly with a magical radiance.

"Leave the toy with us, and prepare Beri's armor. We will be out in a minute."

Beri watched the kobolds nod, setting the toy down before they bowed to leave. They were both seemingly blushing, and one was trying to hide their own boner. Were they listening by the door? The thought made Beri's heart rush a bit, despite the fact that all the kobolds knew he was Master's pet in totality.

"M-master, what are the runes for?"

Karnith gave a smile, patting his pet on the side before reaching for the toy.

"You will find out soon, Beri. But don't forget about your punishment. No coming, until I clap twice."

"O-Of course Master..."

It took around an hour for Beri to don his battle armour and set out with Master Karnith riding upon his back. While he had worn this equipment from time to time during the odd training session, it was the first time he had been somewhere other than the mountains near his Master's castle while fully geared.

Full plates of metal guarded his flanks and vulnerable underbelly, while fine steel chains were flexible enough to string around the base of his wings and sides. Accents of brass across the armour acted as a nod to Beri's own collar, and his Master's adventuring attire, whose brass pauldrons were glistening in the midday light. Being geared up like this would've made him anxious, concerned even for the possibility of a fight, if not for his Master's confidence.

But instead, the weighty plug now wedged in his rear was distracting him from most other thoughts.

Breathing deep in-flight breathes, Beri resisted the urge to grunt out in pleasure with each flap of his wings, the golden plug inside him resisting his movements as usual. Every downflap was the worst, whether maintaining or climbing in altitude, as the motion pressed the toy harshly against his swollen, unrelieved prostate.

Beri was practically drooling, struggling to keep his focus forward as the toy forced pang after pang of pleasure to shoot through his loins. He had been fully hard for the whole flight, his member was no longer encased in gold chains, but instead pressed wetly against the cool plate of metal protecting his crotch. At the very least, Beri appreciated that both his needy length, and the jewel in his backside were covered up, invisible to the unaware onlooker.

"Beri, you're starting to sway! Are you holding up?"

With an extra strong thrust on his left, Beri stabilised the slight rolling sway that he hadn't noticed, trying to mind his flight rather than the sensations inside his body. With a glance back over his shoulder, Beri replied.

"Yes Master - huff - I'm good - hufff - just heavy... - huff - "

Karnith didn't seem frightened, or annoyed - mostly a look of legitimate concern for his pet, although he nodded in return.

"Only a few moments more Beri, we will stop in the centre of town!"

Beri held his gaze with Master for a second before giving a nod. Looking forward again as he felt Master give a reassuring pat to his neck, the subtle action reinforcing his trust. Admittedly, he was at the limit of how much weight he could carry, not just Karnith, but the Armor and the hefty plug too. Despite the town being visible from Karnith's castle, what would be a speedy five-minute journey while alone turned into fifteen minutes of maintaining altitude and distracted flying.

Shortly though, the town expanded into view below, a mixture of emotions rolling into Beri's mind. In the past, Beri had viewed humans with a level of disdain, a lesser race who hoarded valuables they could barely protect. Whether a travelling merchant or a stuck up noble, most gave up a chunk of their treasures out of cowardice or convenience, not even attempting to defend themselves from a dragon.

Yet as he circled down to land, he glanced around worriedly, for Beri was no longer the careless, self-serving dragon he once was. He could make out people on the street pointing up and running under building overhangs, although not quite in the total terror he had witnessed in the past. Likewise, some of the guards on the surrounding walls seemed to raise crossbows, but after some pointing and unintelligible yelling, seemed more perturbed rather than alarmed.

Beri released a wince he had been holding back, wondering when the first bolt would strike him, but it never came. He approached to land in the central plaza, near some kind of wooden platform that looked as though it were cobbled together overnight, as he realised a group of peasants had started crowding around the edges of the plaza, leaving their cover. They no longer wore expressions of terror - rather, it was of caution and amazement, reminding him of when he first was presented to his Master's entourage of kobolds, the notion breeding a strange sense of familiarity.

The dragon struck the ground in a practiced motion, careful not to buckle his Master or let the plug slip more than he could bare, hearing his armour chinking and clattering. Wide eyes of various guards and peasants surrounded the dragon, when it dawned on him - that donned in full armour, he looked like a stereotypical rebel to the dragon clans, one who had submitted to the will of a lesser race. He shivered at the thought, but his Master patted his neck lightly, putting it to rest.

The commotion continued to build until a rather stout, portly human with an egregiously coloured tunic and fur cape came waddling up out from one of the larger buildings. He was angrily waving a hand as he spoke out loudly towards Karnith upon his steed, his voice accented in a sneer.

"I believe you said you would be landing outside, and making your way through the gates in proper fashion! You may trust this, this _beast_to act appropriately, but the guard is not convinced! What would happen if someone shot it? If this dragon were to upend half the town, it would be upon your reputation, Slayer!"

Beri looked down upon the chubby fellow, glowering somewhat. While he could ignore his disrespectful attitude towards himself for his Master's sake, it rubbed the dragon especially wrong that he would threaten his Master's prestige. A hand tapping his neck reminded him that Master had everything under control.

"With all due respect, Mayor Dunslow, my dragon is no beast, and that is the point my announcement today. Your men knew of my arrival, as did the Adventurer's guild, so I expect some leniency to a change of plans. I felt it was unwise to needlessly parade through town, when my dragon is already tired from our morning routines."

The Mayor looked up in annoyance, shifting somewhat nervously beneath both Beri and Karnith. While it looked as though he had more to say, he took a harder look at Beri, who had tried to still himself since landing. He really was out of breath, huffing the air from exertion, although a slight blush crept across his maw from the subtle knowledge of what 'morning routines' Karnith was referring too.

Finally, the Mayor waved a hand dismissively before sighing.

"Fine! Fine, it has already happened, fine. My guards have their eyes on you, but you better have this under control, Slayer. Keep it short."

He gave one last look back to the dragon and rider before turning, hollering out for the town bell to be rung. He muttered under his breath, something about trusting kobolds and dragons, before waddling back into the town hall.

Karnith gave the usual tap to Beri's side signalling for a dismount. As his Master slid off his side, Beri could see the restrained grimace on his face, shaking his head.

"Hmph. Well, come along Beri, let us head onto the stage. I would hate for another slayer to be sent after you under false pretences, so it is time these people know who you are loyal to."

Karnith began to step forward, leaving Beri to ponder for a moment, watching the Mayor disappear into a building. He wore a confused a frown, disliking how these humans acted, but knowing all the same that it was his Master's wishes to placate them.

"Master?"

"Yes, my pet?", Karnith gave a side-glance back, the crowd around them getting closer and louder.

"I would never act out against you, Master. Or, against these people, if that is your wish. I will prove my loyalty to you, in any way I can!"

There was a fire in Beri's heart as he spoke solely towards his Master, forgetting even his exhaustion and the weight in his rear. Karnith turned to regard his pet, his eyes glimmering with a hint of pride above his own self-confidence, as he slowly smiled and laughed to himself.

"Then keep your head high, step with purpose, and sit calmly beside me as I speak on stage, that is all you need to convince these humans. However, to convince me..."

Beri watched perplexed as his Master walked back, gesturing for Beri to lower his head. Once he did, Master spoke softly into his ear in a rough, husky voice.

"...I expect you to enjoy yourself on stage. I know you are needy Beri, but keep your voice down, and your body steady, and no one will be any wiser. You will understand when we are up there."

Master backed away slightly, before giving another pat to Beri's now flushed face. Whatever could Master mean by 'Enjoy yourself'? Was he really meant to... relieve himself so blatantly? How could he hide that! Before he could think on it more, the deep, bellowing gongs of the town bell rang across the plaza, grabbing everyone's attention, human and otherwise alike.

"Don't worry, Beri. On stage with me, now."

By the time Beri and Karnith had made their way up onto the wooden platform, a sizable crowd had formed. Humans from all walks of life, rich and poor, were mingling in the streets to catch a glimpse of the armoured mythical creature and his rider. A smattering of kobolds and other races could be seen throughout the crowd, although most were towards the edge of the masses.

Beri could finally rest his rear end against the ground, keeping his head up high - but that did little to support the hefty weight of the plug inside of him, or to diminish the feeling of being exposed to the crowd, his cock still half-hard within his armor.

Finally, the Mayor made his way up on stage, more than a little annoyed, but his tone shifted immediately as he addressed the crowd.

"Greetings to all! A town gathering has been called here so suddenly, at the request of Karnith the Slayer, who has an important announcement regarding the recent dragon sightings in the Severed Peaks to the west. Karnith, you may speak with the people."

The Mayor gave one last look to Karnith and Beri, before distancing himself from both, leaving the stage from the side. Karnith stepped forward, clearing his throat while striking a regal pose, and grabbing the crowd's attention with two claps.

Two claps.

Beri's eyes went wide, as not only was he granted permission to climax, but a sudden vibration rolled through his backside, immediately letting out a whimper as the entire mass of the buttplug inside of him seemed to come alive, buzzing against his prostate.

"As my title would suggest, it is my duty as a Slayer to deal to the beasts and creatures that would harass or threaten civilisation, Human, Kobold, or otherwise alike. However, I would like you all to familiarise yourself with the dragon formerly known as Tiberius. He is no longer a threat to your township, rather, he will remain in my service as a protector of these lands-"

Karnith continued to speak with utmost authority and tone, but Beri could barely listen to a word after the first few sentences. So many eyes were on him, filled with wonder, amazement, fear, concern - none of them realising the full truth. Beri squirmed internally, taking every effort not to budge from his 'high and mighty' pose he was striking, his embarrassment only rising as he realised just how bad it would if the humans found out just how 'tamed' he had become.

Light huffs escaped his maw as he clenched on the vibrating plug, trying not to let it rattle his armour, only to whimper as his prostate glowed with need, his earlier edging coming back in force. He could feel his member slapping against his stomach within the confines of his armour, even beginning to smell his own need wafting out from under the plates, funnelled upwards by the shape of his armour.

As Karnith droned on to the crowd, Beri could barely fake staring out at the audience, his gaze unfocused and trembling as he shook. It would be truly atrocious if the crowd realised exactly what was happening, for his own reputation and his Master's, but he had little choice than to remain steadfast. He could feel the sensation of a climax slowly building upon itself, trying to relax, trying to control himself, but it felt like his insides were melting away into a ball of pleasure.

It felt like he was being brought right to the edge by this ungodly sensation, all completely visible to hundreds of people, and yet, his Master had granted him permission... would he really dare try to come like this? There was no doubt Master intended this to happen, and his own body eagerly, desperately needed it, but he still couldn't believe his own decision as he tried shuffling his hips over that plug, drilling it just that little bit deeper. His armour clattered slightly, a couple eyes seeming to scrutinize him a bit closer, Beri's heart hammering harder in his chest. Still, he couldn't stop himself from grinding down on the plug again, silently groaning as he teetered on the edge.

He gave his Master a cautious glance. Could he really do this? How much more did his Master have to say? It couldn't have been more than a few minutes, but he so desperately needed relief, and it was just out of reach! In that moment though, his Master gave him a glance back, seeming to realise his predicament.

"So, with all that in mind, Beri, Protector of the Severed Peaks, please bow for the people! And everyone, a cheer for your new friend and ally!"

Beri jolted at his name, suddenly hearing the order. With careful, shaky purpose, Beri leaned forward, lifting his rear up as he brought his head to the ground in clear sign of submission, just hearing the sound of two more claps as the crowd burst out into cheers and merriment.

The vibrations intensified in the plug, audible for barely a moment before it was swept up in the crowd's applause, and his own guttural moan went unnoticed as Beri felt his nethers give out, practically slouching as the intensity of climax grew over several seconds, delayed by his own confused body. The deep, powerful buzz against his prostate finally pushed out a long, drawn out orgasm. Beri felt a thousand eyes on him as he forgot about his armour, about the cover of noise - only the humiliating sense of an utterly public submission pervaded his mind, as several days of thick, pent up cum barely oozed out of his cock. The crowd was merely a din in the background as his head slumped on the platform weakly, eyes hardly open as they rolled back in their sockets, the pleasure in his loins almost painful from having finally released his climax.

A deep-seated shame seemed to well up inside of him, knowing he was not only subservient to his wonderful Master, but openly exposing himself to an entire town, one he would previously have lorded over. He couldn't deny how much he loved feeling that vulnerability, how even these lesser beings watching him had more dignity than himself. The feeling alone causing a rugged moan to leave his maw, another mess sprayed onto the inside of his armour.

Despite all his embarrassment, the heat of the moment aroused him to no end. He could feel the cum sticking between his belly and the plates in a gross, dirty manner. He was a slutty, needy mess, and barely keeping it secret. He wasn't sure he would care if everyone did find out.

Any last inkling of draconic pride was swept away as he emptied himself on stage, the cum just barely starting to ooze out between the plates. The world around him little more than a backdrop as he felt himself drunkenly smiling, reassured that no matter what happened, Master Karnith would be by his side.

A few pats on his head barely caught his attention, but the blurry image of his Master certainly did. The red kobold who shaped his life, and gave meaning to him. He could hardly croak out a reply loud enough to be heard, but he had to ask.

"...Did I do well, Master?"

"In every way. I'm proud of you Beri."

With the throes of his orgasm having barely waned, a few tears ran over Beri's snout, his Master smiling back before motioning for them to leave. As suddenly as they had landed, they flew out from the plaza. Beri was utterly exhausted, but his Master's words carried him forward, happy to have proved his loyalty that day.

There would be time to relax together when they were home.