Landed Gentry
BDSM servitude on a farm, wearing raingear for fetishistic reasons. Sedric's rooster Master brings a new farmhand into the picture to receive the kind of training the dragon has had
LANDED GENTRY
Sedric wiped sweat from his brow, looking over his handiwork with a certain sense of pride. His Lordship had had the dragon mucking out the stable all day, tiresome work to be sure but the dragon was ever-keen to fulfil his duties. It was why he took the farmhand position in the first place after all. He looked down at the shit caked on his green wellies, quietly pleased that he had nonetheless managed to keep the slick yellow waterproof trousers clean and free of horsemuck. He was an odd creature he realised: he loved to see his boots filthy yet preferred his raingear clean and spotless. Fortunately his Lordship was of a similar mind, demanding of the dragon that he look 'respectable'. His rooster employer certainly cut a respectable figure, preferring imposing black raingear for himself. It gave him an air of authority. Sedric realised he was daydreaming about his employer, shaking himself out of it and stepping into the courtyard. His Lordship wouldn't exactly be pleased if he caught the dragon slacking off, as Sedric knew from painful experience
Outside the sun was surprisingly bright for a September afternoon, between that and the hard labour he'd been putting in the dragon was definitely feeling the suit against his otherwise bare scales. In this heat it could be a little dizzying even without the burden of other clothes, but short of a gun to his head nothing would have persuaded the dragon to change into something more reasonable. It felt far too good to him. He did need to do something else though
Looking around, the dragon stood by the barn wall and unbuttoned his trousers to pull his cock free. Grinning mischievously to himself he aimed the soft dragonmeat at his filthy boots, a hot stream of piss soon coming, hosing off some of the filth on show. He was enjoying the release when he found himself grabbed from behind, nearly knocking his glasses off his snout in the process
"What's this eh? Wanking on the job?" His Lordship's beak was against his ear, the dragon looking down at one black-sleeved rooster arm wrapping around his chest as the other reached down to replace his own hand on his dick
"No Sir," he blurted, "just taking a piss Sir"
The rooster laughed, hand playing with the now-hardening cock. "Doesn't look like *just* a piss to me, boy. Looks like you're standing up for a little attention there." He pressed his crotch against the dragon, who could feel his employer's own clear arousal. "Mmm, yes, you were definitely going to end up rubbing that little thing weren't you?"
The dragon panted. "Y-yes Sir," he said as his Lordship began masturbating him slowly. The thought had never crossed his mind, but the rooster's sway over him was powerful and he wanted nothing more than to give in, knowing full well his Lordship would punish him for it later. Obedience, servitude was why he came to work here, learning humility at the rooster's boots. In this state of mind the whole farm was an aphrodisiac, the smell of the country and hard work, the heat and the sweat, the promise of service and of feeling masculine and blue-collar. Behind him the rooster continued to rub his own hard dick against his buttocks, hand now stroking the farmhand's prick in earnest
"Do you want me to wank you off, dragon?" the rooster asked, voice husky, even menacing in Sedric's ear. The grey dragon shuddered. He didn't know how to answer his Lordship. He knew he wanted to cum but dared not ask him for it. The rooster broke the dragon's silence for him, a short sharp slap to Sedric's nuts making him yelp and his Lordship laugh. "Answer my question littledick, do you want me to wank you off?"
"Yes Sir oh god yes Sir!" cried the dragon, whimpering from the blow to his balls. His Lordship chuckled, the dragon feeling his beak close lightly on the membrane of his ear for a moment
"Good boy," his Lordship whispered, hand beginning to stroke again as the other lightly squeezed the delicate orbs below. "You're going to cum for me aren't you? You're going to squirt that little four-inch penis for me aren't you?" Sedric nodded, unable to speak. It was all part of the pleasure of learning humility, his Lordship incessantly reminding him of his little dick. The humiliation felt good to the dragon, as good as the slick waterproof suit whose trousers he was so often making a tent out of. The rooster's own enormous cock hammered home - often literally - his Lordship's superior masculinity. Right now it was pressing up against Sedric as his hand continued pumping him, the dragon giving in, leaning forward and steadying himself against the wall as he was masturbated. He knew his Lordship would have a punishment for him later, something he'd accept wholeheartedly from the powerful rooster. He moaned and bit his lip
"I'm going to cum, Sir..." the dragon almost squeaked, feeling the rooster's rumbling laugh more than hearing it
"Then you had better do it," the rooster said softly yet forcefully, and Sedric did as he was told, his cum splashing the wall and the mud below as the rooster milked him like a farm animal
"Thank you Sir," the dragon said softly, the rooster laughing again and pulling him up straight. Sedric let himself be turned round to face his Lordship as the rooster pressed his beak to the dragon's snout, kissing him deeply. "Should I fuck your mouth, or stick my cock up that chubby arse of yours?" the rooster asked as they parted, Sedric's eyes locked onto his in utter awe of his Lordship
"Please, fuck my mouth, Sir, I want to suck your cock," the dragon panted, sinking down to his knees as the rooster smiled and unbuttoned his own pants, the slick black expanse of his raingear framing the quickly-exposed and thick, virile cockerel's cock for the dragon to admire. Sedric wasted no time, he kissed it, licked it, savoured its musky scent and flavour, stroked it reverently with both hands before opening wide to begin sucking. If there was one way the rooster would let Sedric make his own choices it was how he worshipped his Master's cock. He felt the rooster's hands stroke the back of his head, his Lordship's hips thrusting gently against him, easing a little more of his dick into Sedric's throat each time
"Good boy," the rooster said, "good little-hung dragon, piss on my boots if you can." Sedric hummed in pleasure around the fat cock now gagging him, doing his best to let his bladder relax, a last trickle of urine splashing onto his Lordship's own green and mucky wellies. It was enough to please the rooster, fucking the dragon's snout a little more rhythmically, a little quicker. "Good boy," he said again, voice rumbling with clearly growing pleasure, "when you're done you're going to go into town to run some errands for me." The dragon's pulse quickened at that. After several months he was still knocked back by the exhibitionism of his Lordship sending him into town in just his waterproofs to buy food or other goods, often worried that the locals could see when he was aroused even though the rooster would tease him that he was too small to be obvious. He never received any comments from the townsfolk. He suspected they were used to this kind of behaviour from the rooster gent's farmhands
"We're going to have some company on the farm for a week or two as well," the rooster continued, voice getting rougher as his pleasure built up. "You're going to like him, and you're going to seduce him." Sedric knew a command when it was issued. "Yesss..." Sir was close to cumming now, "you're going to make sure to have a lot of fun with our guest... show him what a good little dragon you are..." With that the rooster stuffed his cock deep into Sedric's mouth as he crowed with pleasure, the dragon feeling his Lordship's spunk pumping into his mouth before the rooster pulled back, letting him taste its warm, salty flavour. The dragon moaned softly around the firm prick as he savoured its taste, glad to be able to serve his Lordship. As he got up and tidied himself up, putting his cock away so as to be presentable in town, he wondered what this guest was going to be like
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The guest arrived three days later. Sedric was busy tending to the horses when his Lordship arrived with the pig in tow, dressed in the de rigeur green wellies, slick yellow rainpants but black rainjacket. Sedric smiled at him, doing his best to be welcoming, but the pig seemed far too nervous to register. Unlike his Lordship and the farmhand dragon, the pig was clearly awkward and unused to the idea of wearing such a weatherproof outfit when the sun was again bright and warm. Despite this awkward presence Sedric took a liking to him, the pig had a round and cute face whose pink looked good above the expanse of glossy black
"Sedric, meet Stuart," the rooster announced as they came together. "Stuart's going to be training on the farm for a fortnight." The pig nodded
"I'm pleased to meet you," Sedric said cheerfully, offering a hand that their jittery guest accepted and shook
"Pleased to meet you too," the pig managed, glancing at the rooster who stood to one side
"Good," his Lordship said, "I'm going to let you two become acquainted, I have business of my own to attend to. I can trust you to show Stuart the ropes, Sedric?" The dragon nodded. He almost winked, thinking of the ropes in the barn that his Lordship put to such good use, but thought better of it. The rooster nodded and made to leave, then turned back. "Oh, Sedric, come with me for a moment," he directed, the dragon leaving Stuart to join the rooster. "Do you like the rainsuit?" he asked the dragon with a sly grin. Sedric glanced over his shoulder, trying not to make it too obvious to the pig that he was being discussed. "I certainly do Sir, he looks good"
"Mmm, I think we're going to have to train him to like it," the rooster grinned conspiritorially, "I'm not sure it's his personal preference, so to speak. I picked those colours for a reason. Stuart is here to serve, but I'm not going to grant him the privilege of being absolute bottom, that's something I reserve for you as my farmhand." He leaned closer to the dragon. "That's why you're going to seduce him, I want you to bring our shy piggy out of his shell since he's not going to do it of his own accord, teach him to use you properly, and then we'll show him his proper place under me. Understand?"
Sedric nodded, feeling his mouth going dry at the rooster's proposal. "Yes Sir." The rooster nodded and took his leave, Sedric turning back to Stuart, composing himself again. "Okay, let me show you what I'm doing now, and then I'll get on with a tour of the rest of the show. Sound good?" Stuart nodded. Sedric smiled
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Showing Stuart around the farm was simple enough, explaining the various "official" tasks that had to be undertaken to look after the livestock. Sedric couldn't help being a little fascinated by the pig, who must know full well the other tasks that his Lordship expected, yet was visibly reluctant to inquire. The dragon put it down to nerves, wondering if the pig was a virgin, or someone who'd signed on to fulfil a fantasy and was now having second thoughts. He didn't really want to broach the topic himself just yet, he was enjoying his own fantasy of the pig as naïve hired help with no idea of what was about to come
So the two of them went to work on various jobs, making small talk about records and movies and life in general as Sedric tried to open Stuart up a little. The pig didn't share his interest in the arts, though he did seem interested in why the dragon chose to work on a farm like this instead of something more cosmopolitan. In-keeping with his own imaginings and Stuart's clear inability to ask the question, the dragon playfully toyed with him, dancing around the sexual delights on offer to him and focusing only on his fondness for the idea of good, honest toil. He was beginning to wonder how long the two of them could keep the dance up
They were tending to the pigs - the four-legged ones - when Sedric got a perfect chance to move things forward. Stuart disappeared around the corner of the barn, obviously intending to take a leak in relative privacy. The dragon smiled to himself, remembering how his Lordship had walked up on him days earlier when he'd first told him they'd have company. He crept around himself
"No whacking off on the job," he announced loudly. Stuart literally jumped a step back, piss splattering everywhere as he tried to cover his modesty
"Sedric!" he said, sounding horrified. "I'm- you know..."
"Sorry," the dragon replied apologetically, "just teasing, and um, I kind of wanted to sneak a peak." He grinned, taking a few steps forward. Stuart's expression was a mixture of surprise and resignation, as if accepting the game was up, and he finished pissing and faced the dragon, cock still on display
"Well um, like what you see?" he asked, cheeks turning beet red. Sedric nodded and smiled
"Yup, nice big piggy," he grinned. "May I touch?"
Stuart nodded hesitantly as the dragon reached down to cup his still-soft length. "I'm not big," he added, as if he were offended at the idea, "I'm just... normal"
Sedric's turn to blush as his fingers played lightly with the toy he was holding, feeling it start to stiffen just a little. "Well uh," he began, "it's all a matter of context." He unbuttoned his trousers to pull his stiff cock free, letting the pig see it
"Oh," was all Stuart had to say, the dragon laughing self-consciously
"Yeah... you want to say it or shall I?"
"Say what?"
Sedric grinned and blushed again. "That I have kind of a small penis." Now Stuart was blushing again. Sedric smiled at him and carefully got down on his knees. "It's cool if you wanna say it," he said, leaning in to inhale the musk of his new workmate, "I uh, kind of get off on it actually"
"Oh, okay," Stuart replied. He hesitated, finally adding, "Well uh... you have a small cock." Sedric grinned and flicked his tongue over the prick in front of him
"Thank you Sir"
The pig's meat was different to his Lordship's. Smaller of course, but with a different musk and flavour and not just from the last traces of urine. Sedric couldn't really compare either of them to anything he'd smelled or eaten, except to say that the pig's seemed a little richer to him. It didn't really matter, right now he just wanted to get Stuart good and horny, and he seemed to be doing an alright job of stiffening him up
"Mmm, so tell me about yourself," Sedric said as he nuzzled the firm pig-penis, "what brings you to his Lordship's service?" He began to suck the inviting cock gently, making the pig shiver
"M-my wife..." Stuart managed to gasp. Sedric stopped sucking at that, letting go and looking up in curiosity at the pig who blushed. "My wife... she has, um, a lot of fantasies... she wants to see me suck cocks and um... wants to see me enjoying it..." The pig looked so nervous suddenly as he confessed that Sedric was getting a little worried he might faint
The dragon cocked his head. The pig didn't seem much older than he was and he wasn't wearing a ring, though the dragon guessed he could've taken it off so as not to lose it on the farm, but still it was hard to imagine him being married. "So you're more of a top?" he asked, trying to fathom the pig's concerns
"I'm... straight... well I think I am..."
Sedric's eyes went wide at that as the pig continued
"My wife really wants to um, see me turned bisexual... she says it a lot... she's very powerful over me." Sedric couldn't help grinning inwardly, fascinated by the pig's sub/Domme relationship that he didn't even seem to have the language to describe. Stuart continued, "...and she contacted your employer who um, promised he would do his best to make me um... very... manly and..."
"Queer?"
"I don't think he said it like that," Stuart replied, blushing fiercely though his erection wasn't dissipating. Sedric smiled and sucked him for a second or two
"So... my job is to teach you to like men?" Stuart nodded. "So are you thinking about a man or a woman when I do this?" The dragon sucked most of Stuart's cock into his snout, wrapping his tongue around it as he pulled back out, listening to the pig moan
"Oh god... I uh... I'm trying to think about you as a guy..." he gasped, looking away from the dragon. It only made Sedric chuckle. It would take a lot more than that for the embarrassed pig to hurt his feelings. Opening wide again, he took the full length of pigmeat into his mouth, beginning to bob and suck on it as its owner trembled. "Oh god, you're... I've never slept with someone outside my marriage..."
"Ever?" Sedric asked, briefly letting go. The pig shook his head
"Well, before I was married obviously but, not since then... Oh god, you feel good too... my wife, she uh, she's slept with other guys since we've been married, uh... I like to watch..."
Sedric could tell the pig was embarrassed admitting all of this to him even despite their relative positions. If anything it made the pig seem cuter, and he sucked more hungrily on the responsive cock filling his snout, one paw playfully rolling Stuart's nuts whilst his free hand was now teasing his own penis. If the shamefaced pig was feeling good, he was feeling excellent, the pleasure of inducting the pig like this, admiring the fact that his cock was once again bigger than the dragon's, all of it filling his head with euphoria. The pig seemed to know instinctively where to go with his monologue to turn the dragon on even further
"I'm uh, used to my wife finding other men with pretty big cocks than me to... uh, to tease me... oh god... it's nice being with someone whose penis is so much smaller than mine..."
Sedric shivered delightedly at the pig's talk. He took his mouth off the pig's dick for a moment, masturbating him instead to keep him going. "I'm pleased to hear it," he said breathlessly, "and I'd like to spunk on your boots when I cum, if that's okay Sir"
"Oh, yes, do it," the pig moaned as Sedric swallowed him up again
Sedric knew he was close, hoping the pig was as close so he could make them cum together. He bobbed and sucked and hummed at the warm, salty length in his mouth, feeling droplets of Stuart's precum splashing his tongue as his own dripped onto muddy green rubber. Stuart's barriers were breaking down more now, stroking his hands over Sedric's horns and head as he was sucked off, muttering mostly to himself how he was about to orgasm
Despite his efforts, the dragon came first, feeling his cock spasm as the first jets of cum splashed onto Stuart's relatively clean boots. The pig followed a moment later, Sedric impressed by how heavily he came. His juices tasted marvellous to the dragon, who swallowed them as thirstily as possible as Stuart moaned and bucked his hips again and again, apparently overcome by the sense of relief until he finally staggered backwards against the barn wall, sending the last jets of spunk over Sedric's pristine rainjacket. "Feel better?" the dragon chuckled. Stuart could only nod
Rising to his feet, Sedric offered a hand to the shaky pig. "Oh wow, I..." Stuart began, seeming unable to piece words together, "that was incredible. Do... you think I could give you a taste? ...So I know what it's like?" Sedric grinned and nodded
"Feel free"
He watched the pig cautiously getting down on his knees in front of him, eyeing his dick with suspicion for a moment. The pig glanced up, back at the cock, back at Sedric, finally inhaling deeply and opening his mouth to take it in. "Oh shit, that's nice," the dragon gasped, "yes, practise on my little dick first..."
Any practise was cut short at that moment. Sedric turned his head to find his terrifyingly stealthy Master stood there watching. "I don't think so, dragon," the rooster said, drawing Sedric's attention to the riding crop he was holding
"Oh! Oh, I'm sorry sir I was just-" Stuart spluttered as he released the dragon dick quickly, but his Lordship held up a hand to silence him
"I have eyes, pig. You I'll let off, you're new after all," he said, "but I expect you to put that mouth to work on my cock, not Sedric's little sausage." The dragon blushed, looking at the ground and then back at his Lordship as the rooster clicked his fingers. "Into the barn, both of you, seems I have to give this scaly whore a few reminders of the rules"
The dragon and pig followed his Lordship obediently, politely standing at the door whilst the rooster stood beside the centre-post. An iron ring was set into the post, a length of rope hanging from it in turn. It was warm and pungent inside the barn, perfect conditions for his Lordship's tastes quite apart from serving to muffle the sounds to come lest anyone be passing through the countryside. Sound travelled far in this environment. "Come here Sedric," the rooster said, toying with the length of rope without looking at him, and Sedric did as he was told. "You know what happens when I catch you wanking don't you Sedric?"
"Yes Sir," the dragon replied, throat dry as dust. The rooster raised his eyebrow, Sedric recognising his cue to continue for the pig's benefit. "Forty lashes minimum, with more at your discretion Sir"
"S-sir," the pig interrupted, "it's really not his fault, well I mean, uh, I mean he did me first-"
"Be quiet, pig," the rooster commanded in turn, his face a mask without mercy, "you do not speak for Sedric and you certainly do not direct or try to influence my will. Again, as the new hand I won't punish you today, but if you display more of this insolence I promise you you'll be stood where Sedric is now." Sedric couldn't see Stuart, but he heard his silence and could only imagine the fear in the pig's face. He wondered how Stuart would react if he could see that despite the promise of punishment to come, his cock was standing fully to attention
The rooster's attention was in turn drawn to the dragon's member, reaching down to lightly grip it and making its owner tremble both from the sensations going through his sensitised meat and the promise of cruelties to be inflicted. "Amazing how something so small gets you in so much trouble," he said, giving the dragon a wicked smile. Sedric just blushed and looked down at his prick and at the visibly more impressive bulge the rooster was showing off under his own waterproofs
"Pig, get over here and get this dragon's pants down," his Lordship said tersely as he took a step back. "Shouldn't be an issue for you, you were happy to suck his meat like a little queer." Sedric listened as Stuart nervously scurried over to him to do what the rooster commanded of him, blushingly standing in front of the dragon and unbuttoning the top button of his pants before squatting to pull them down to the dragon's knees. Neither of the farmhands said anything, though they exchanged looks. Sedric could tell from Stuart's eyes, mostly fixed on his prick, that the pig was amazed to see how stiff the dragon was right then. When he occasionally did lock eyes with him there was that hint of an undefined question to be had. Sedric couldn't help noticing there was some life creeping back into the now-mostly soft piggy penis too. If he didn't know the rooster would triple whatever beatings he was about to deliver - and part of him wanted to tempt for exactly that to happen - he would've asked the pig teasingly if that rising straight-male cock was because he was excited by his Lordship's cruelty or if he just wanted to have another taste of dragonmeat. In the event he remained silent
"Good pig," the rooster said as Stuart got back up and stepped away, looking lost and a little terrified as to what he was supposed to do now. Sedric hated to admit it to himself but he was more amused by Stuart's fear than particularly sympathetic, knowing the pig would soon enough learn all he needed to know about this part of life working on his Lordship's farm. He tried not to show it to the new hand, keeping his head humbly lowered whilst his Lordship carried on in his role as both Master and master of ceremonies
"Get bent over, dragon," his Lordship instructed, "and get that tail up in the air like a good whore." Sedric didn't say a word, he simply did as he was told, offering up his arms as the rooster took the length of rope hanging from the post and skillfully bound his hands above his head. It drew another instinctive whimper from the dragon as he felt the rough cord bite into his wrists, invoking memories of the tapestry of other pains his Lordship routinely liked to inflict on him here. "Since you're new," the rooster continued, now addressing Stuart, "and since Sedric seems to see fit to try and get his jollies in your mouth, perhaps you should give him his first forty lashes." He smiled again, cold as ever, and thrust the riding crop into Stuart's trembling hand. Sedric kept his eyes on his boots and his own twitching cock, listening as the pig hesitantly took his place behind him. "Don't be gentle," the rooster added with a smirk as he traced a finger over the dragon's buttocks, "dragons have such tough hides, and he heals very well." The hand slipped betwee his legs, first cupping his balls and then drawing a fingertip along his hard shaft. "Don't you Sedric?"
Sedric whimpered again, now from pleasure more than fear. "Oh, yes Sir... and I am always very grateful..."
More smirking from the rooster, who idly gripped his servant's sides and thrust his bulging crotch against Sedric's arse. "Oh I know you are," he laughed as he stepped away. "Now get to work, piggy, and stroke that cock of yours. I want to see it hard and ready to fuck this slut in a second if I tell you to"
The dragon cried out with pain as he felt the first lick of the riding crop on his bare arse. He had to keep from losing his footing in his awkward position, mentally cursing for not bracing himself. Three more lashes followed, irregular in their time, place and strength. The pig had clearly never meted out punishment before, Sedric imagining him looking just as scared as ever, trying to keep himself stiff with constant rubbing. Or for all he knew the pig was easily keeping himself hard, finding the pleasure in whipping this gladly lower male. He hoped it was the latter as another half-dozen blows were landed, drawing more moans of pain from him
His Lordship was nonplussed. "Stuart, stop," he said, stepping closer again. "I want you to HURT him, not tickle his bloody arse. Dragon, spread your legs a little more." Sedric did as he was told, feeling his Lordship's hand cup his balls again. The cupping was replaced by an open-palmed slap, making Sedric yelp like a puppy and the rooster cluck with delight. "I never get tired of that squeak. Pig, aim for his balls"
"B-but Sir I don't-"
"Do as I say," the rooster cut him off, "or I'll have you lick the mud and cowshit off my AND his boots"
"Yes Sir!" Stuart replied, voice cracking as he proceeded to give another half-dozen lashes to the dragon. Most of them hit Sedric's thighs until the last, squarely connecting with his nutsack. Sedric howled, having to grab the wooden post to keep from falling over, damn near sinking his teeth into it in fact. "Oh God, are you okay?" Stuart spluttered, dropping the riding crop
"Yes! Damn it punish me!" Sedric snapped. Immediately he went cold as he remembered his place in the power structure, wondering what his Lordship must think
Sedric listened to the rooster's measured footsteps as he walked up, leisurely picking up the riding crop. "Go stand over there, pig," he said calmly, "and keep wanking that dick of yours. Clearly this is my job." Sedric felt a hand stroking his buttocks again, fingers tracing the sore welts that Stuart had made, slipping between his buttocks, one digit teasing his anus for a moment and making him shudder
*CRACK*
The hand was barely gone when his Lordshop struck with the riding crop, squarely catching the dragon's sac and making him howl once more. His Lordship let the opening blow sink in before another half-dozen blows, evenly spaced from the top of the dragon's arse to his thighs, clearly enjoying marking his scaly servant in this fashion. The dragon imagined him proudly admiring his own work, grinning at the pig who would be shaking like a leaf as he watched
The thrashing continued for some time in these carefully measured bursts. Sedric didn't know if his Lordship gave him forty or eighty or a thousand of them. His head was in a fog, especially from the sporadic strikes against his poor abused nuts, and the mixture of pain and the rush of endorphins being triggered served to obliterate his senses. He only barely registered his Lordship's verbal cruelties, lewd comments about the dragon's cock-and-ball size and general disobedience, mixed with exhortations to Stuart to keep masturbating. Sedric simply kept his hands clamped onto the post as he let himself be overcome, now and again a trembling "thank you Sir" managing to get out. It made the rooster laugh and taunt him even more
"See how much he wants it, piggy? Get your hands back on your cock Stuart!" His Lordship's annoyance at Stuart was taken out on the dragon as another stream of lashes criss-crossed his nutsack. "Yes, you want this don't you Sedric?"
"Y-yes Sir... I deserve this your Lordship..." the dragon replied, struggling through the words and the haziness in his brain. The rooster laughed again with another string of blows. Sedric couldn't help wondering how Stuart was doing at this point, whether the pig was still taking pleasure in being dominated by the rooster and whether he got this kind of treatment from his wife. Deep down he was speaking more for Stuart's benefit, wanting to put on a show for their guest. This was the first he'd ever truly been put on display like this, and it was proving as intoxicating as the other pains and humiliations his Lordship heaped on top of him. He hoped the pig was still looking at his stiff, needy cock
Finally the rooster stopped thrashing his behind, the dragon's buttocks, balls and thighs all red hot from the punishment. He felt his Lordship guide him back up into a standing position, the rooster's hand moving down his back to stroke over the tender welts and cup his balls once more, squeezing them lightly as he leaned his beak close to the dragon's ear, whispering something both tender and cruel to his plaything who panted through pain and arousal, barely able to whisper his thanks back. For the moment Stuart was as good as out of the room, Sedric enjoying the affection his Lordship had to offer
"Turn around now dragon, get up against the post" the rooster said as he let go and stepped back, Sedric doing as he was told. The length of the rope obliged him to keep his arms over his head, the only comfortable way he could stand with his back still against the firm, ancient wood. At last he could see Stuart, looking at him guiltily with his cock looking firm and ready to pop. Sedric kept his head down, panting from the exertion his Master had given him, though he couldn't help glancing at the pig's face. He wondered whether that stiff dick was from the humiliations the rooster offered, the sight of the dragon's abuse or perhaps imagining himself in Sedric's place. Whatever, he was glad to see the pig was apparently genuinely aroused, as he was sure his Lordship was too
"Look at our little dragon," the rooster smirked, idly stroking the riding crop over the dragon's over-sensitive dick. Slowly he unbuttoned Sedric's raincoat to show off the soft, chubby belly underneath, stroking his free hand over him seductively. "Come over here piggy," the rooster said without looking away from the dragon, and Stuart did so dutifully. "You said Sedric sucked your dick?"
Stuart nodded, cheeks redder than apples. "Yes Sir..."
"Good, was it?"
Stuart just nodded again
"Kiss him, see if you can taste your spunk in his mouth"
The pig was a comical sight as he tried to obey the rooster. Being sexually molested was one thing of course, but the pig was clearly perplexed at how to approach something so much more intimate and sensual with the dragon. Eventually, glancing at the stern rooster watching over them, he managed to press his lips to Sedric's and lock snouts, tongue slipping into the dragon's as Sedric returned the gesture with ease, one eye on the rooster's amusement. After a moment his Lordship stepped up behind Stuart, the pig giving a muffled squeak as the rooster's crotch was pressed against him and those strong, dominant hands gripped his cock to start stroking. "Keep going piggy, let's teach you to cum while you kiss this dragon slut like the queer you want to be." Sedric smiled inwardly, enjoying the game the rooster was playing with their guest
Stuart didn't take long, moaning into Sedric's mouth, erupting over his thigh and being made to get down and lick it off. "And make sure you don't make him cum whilst you're down there," the rooster commanded, "I have other plans for his cock yet." Sedric shivered even as he was enjoying Stuart's degradation, having a good idea what the rooster wanted to do to him next
The first blow came within a split second of Stuart being scooted back away from the dragon, drawing the fiercest shriek yet from the dragon. The rooster's grin looked enough to split his face in two as he watched Sedric's poor cock swaggering painfully, comically from the first blow of the riding crop. "You see," he explained to the pig, "I wouldn't want him going soft before I was done." Another blow, upwards this time to catch the underside of the dragon's dick, nearly brought Sedric to his knees, the dragon having to fight with all the strength he could muster to keep his position. "Stay firm," the rooster whispered in his ear before a volley of strokes that expertly lashed the dragon's balls, thighs and belly, the last one smacking the head of the whimpering reptile's dick and making him damn near black out. Somehow he managed to stay upright, chest heaving, white lights exploding in his head, high on the rushing pain. Somewhere he heard his Lordship laughingly joke about a "small target", sharp rooster talons dragging lightly over the red grooves on his belly before another another pair of blows from the riding crop to his nutsack
Several more rounds of lashes followed until his Lordship decided enough was enough, dropping the riding crop and putting an arm around his servant seductively, kissing the shaking dragon lightly on his cheek. Sedric felt his Lordship's fingers folding around his whipped organ, the rooster listening to the dragon wince and sob without breaking eye contact. "Does he look like he's losing his little erection to you, Stuart?" the rooster asked. Slowly Sedric's eyes managed to focus on their guest, stood by and gawking, still instinctively playing with his semi-hard cock as per his Lordship's will
The slack-jawed pig didn't answer at first, then managed to pull himself together, shaking his head in response to his Lordship. The rooster clucked and laughed, beginning to masturbate the abused dragon. "It's because he's a good slave, and good slaves feel pleasure when they're reminded of their proper place, don't you Sedric?"
"Ohhh... oh god yes Sir..." Sedric managed to croak, the promise of orgasm building up to mix with the pain, "please stroke my little pathetic cock..."
The rooster smiled and pressed his beak to the dragon's snout to kiss him deeply, tenderly, the two of them once again the only ones in the room. He rubbed the dragon's shaft teasingly until Sedric found himself on the brink of a climax, only to let go. "Turn around and keep your eyes on that post," he said as he walked away, "if I find there's cum on the post you'll get the bullwhip, a double helping if I find you've tried to conceal it, understood?"
Sedric nodded and did as he was told, prick aching now with two kinds of pain, not that the rope binding his wrists was even long enough to stroke himself if he *were* brave enough to disobey. Behind him he listened as his Lordship bade the pig to follow him. "You'll stay here for the time being," the rooster called over his shoulder, "you can be a barn animal whilst I talk to our guest. Goodbye Sedric." Sedric didn't look over his shoulder, he simply bowed his head in submission as his Lordship left, barn door being swung shut and leaving the dragon in darkness
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Time crept by slowly, the light that filtered into the barn fading as the air grew colder, sending shivers through the dragon's still-exposed lower quarters. The shortness of the rope that made him unable to attend to his arousal meant pulling his trousers up was similarly off the menu, so he continued facing the wooden post, greatful for the rubber soles of his wellies that at least kept his feet from going numb from this constant standing. He knew Sir would come and untie him eventually - this wasn't the first time he'd spent with that post for company - but there was no way of knowing when. He imagined his Lordship teaching their guest how to bend over and receive his cock like a man, which didn't help soothe the mixture of throbbing pain and unquenchable arousal that was beginning to make him light-headed. He rested his forehead on the post
It was fully dark outside when Sedric heard the barn doors creaking open again behind him followed by the soft, unmistakable sound of two sets of rubber boots on the straw below. He stood upright in his Master's presence, but otherwise didn't speak or look behind himself. He knew his place far too well for that
One pair of boots stopped by the door whilst the other kept on walking up to the dragon, setting something down to one side and flicking a switch. Immediately brilliant white light made the bound farmhand flinch, temporarily blinded. "I hope you've used your time to think about your presumptuous behaviour," his Lordship said, beak pressed close to his ear. Between the painfully bright light and the need to be humble, Sedric didn't lift his eyes off his muddy boots
"Yes Sir, I should never have allowed myself to take a liberty like that"
The rooster smiled, stroking his hand lightly down the dragon's back to the base of his tail, once again teasing along the stinging red welts covering his tender parts. "Present that arse of yours," his Lordship commanded bluntly, and Sedric obeyed, stepping backwards to more easily bend and lift his tail, readying for Sir's thick cock
The rooster didn't move from his spot. Instead he gestured to Stuart. Sedric couldn't see him, but he could listen to the footsteps, hesitant, slightly irregular, coming to a halt behind him. He felt the pig's hands nervously gripping his side, brushing against the painful calligraphy the whip had left, and a cock smaller than he was used to pressing against his arse. "Your, um, his Lordship's been getting his use out of me..." the pig began, still as nervous as ever
"Just his hands," the rooster interjected, stepping back to better observe, "I thought I might start him off easily. He's *very* good at stroking a cock, practise I'm sure." Sedric couldn't see Stuart's face, and would never dare to look over his shoulder at a moment like this, but he could easily imagine the perpetually shy pig's blushing cheeks. He could certainly see the rooster's grin from the corner of his eye. "Like his hands on you Sedric?" his Lordship continued "Stuart, reach under our little dragon and grab that little prick of his"
Sedric whimpered needily as he felt the pig's fingers wrapping around his cock, soft and fleshy compared to the harder, scaly texture of Sir's or his own. It still stung like fire, but the dragon wanted it that way. "Oh Sir," he moaned, "he does feel good"
"Good. Stuart," the rooster commanded, "put that dick of yours to some use. I want to see you fuck this disobedient dragon properly"
"Y-yes Sir," the pig stuttered, Sedric feeling the other hand fumbling behind him as the pig tried to get in place to fuck him. It took a moment, Sedric supposed the pig hadn't buggered anyone before, but he felt the stiff pigmeat pressing against his anus, beginning to push inside, making him cry out involuntarily. "Oh! Are you alright?" the pig asked, concerned
"Yes," the dragon replied, keeping his cool this time, "please, fuck me Sir..."
"He's asking nicely," the rooster added, "and furthermore I'm instructing you, so fuck him, pig"
"Oh, yes Sir!" Stuart hurriedly replied. Sedric yelped as the pigmeat was thrust into him hard and without warning, whilst his Lordship just broke out in laughter. Despite the panicked-animal fucking he was receiving, Sedric couldn't help imagining the comedic look of panic that must have been on his face at that moment. The terrified pig violating his dragon bitch as fiercely as he could lest his Lordship do something unspeakable. And of course, Sedric couldn't help thinking what tasks his Lordship had put those piggy hands to in the hours they'd been gone
Eventually the pig calmed a little into a slow, regular thrust filling the dragon time and time again, his hand still playing with Sedric's twitching cock, teasing him more than actually masturbating him. The dragon trembled as the mixture of pains was now blending into a welcome pleasure, wondering if this was anything like how the pig fucked his wife or if he even fucked his wife at all and was taking out a much-built-up need to screw someone, anyone, on him now. That thought turned the dragon on even more, wanting to cum in the pig's hand, imagining the way his Lordship must have done when Stuart was masturbating him, probably startling the poor pig with just how *much* the rooster stud could cum
The dragon was denied with a curt instruction from the rooster to let go of his cock, however, a simple statement that "the little-dicked dragon hasn't earned the right to cum yet." Sedric gritted his teeth as his begging cock was let go, but didn't protest. If the rooster wanted to deny him any orgasm for the next five years the dragon would obey. Instead he was left with Stuart's regular, increasingly lustful thrusting. He could feel the pig putting his full weight into the buggering, any inhibitions he might have had being painted over by the need to shoot his load, and damn if the dragon didn't want to help him do exactly that, to feel the other male cum because of him. Now his cock was ignored the dragon could fully embrace that servitude, gripping the wooden post and thrusting back against his user
"Oh god I'm so close Sir," Stuart moaned, "may I?" Sedric could see the rooster's amusement in the corner of his eye, obviously pleased to see the pig learning the power structures so quickly
"Do it," his Lordship said evenly, "fill that dragon from his other end"
With that another yelp was forced out of the dragon as Stuart ploughed home, wrapping his arms around the dragon and continuing to pump his cock in and out as the dragon felt the pig's warm seed filling him. He felt the pig shuddering slightly, himself feeling blissful in being fucked and used for the pig's orgasm and his Lordship's viewing pleasure
"Alright, you can step down, pig," the rooster announced, interrupting the moment. "Now I see why your wife takes other lovers." Sedric felt Stuart's cock pulling out of him with a wet popping sensation, listening as the pig quietly stepped back, the uncertainty of his footsteps telling the dragon all he needed to know about how the pig had been humbled by his Lordship's words. He was starting to see exactly how the pig loved being emasculated just like he did, except that for him it came down to cocksize and for the pig it was clearly related to his ability to please a lover
Behind him now he felt familiar, powerful talons grabbing his sides as the rooster replaced the chastised pig, and the thick prick of his Master pressed to his hole. "This is how you fuck a dragon," the rooster said bluntly, then with a flash of white light inside his head, Sedric was spread open
"Ahk! Master..." the dragon cried, his Lordship ploughing him roughly. Even with Stuart's cock to help stretch him, the rooster's prick was still enormous
"What is it? What do you want to say little dragon?" the rooster grunted, almost snarled in fact as he ploughed Sedric
"Th-thank you Sir..." Sedric managed, the words struggling out of his mouth as his Lordship buggered him. The rooster crowed with laughter in turn
"Good boy," his Lordship replied, stopping his thrusts momentarily. "Pig! Get down on your knees in front of the little dragon, and get your mouth on that cock but don't start sucking. Sedric is going to fuck your mouth"
Stuart did as he was told. Sedric watched, fascinated and more aroused yet, as the humiliated yet already-rehardening pig slipped into the space between dragon and post, struggling to make eye contact with the dragon as he opened his snout and wrapped it around the aching dragon dick. With him in place the rooster slammed home once more
Sedric screamed with pleasure and pain as his Lordship fucked him, the force making the dragon's own dick thrust into Stuart's mouth in turn as the pig squealed around it and, the dragon was sure, rubbed his own dick yet again. His Lordship was fucking both of them through the dragon who hugged the post to keep from collapsing on the pig, moaning and gasping and begging the rooster for more pain, humiliation, anything. His Lordship laughed again at the dragon's semi-coherent babble, enjoying the music. "Good little barnyard whore," he grunted, "ride that piggy's mouth for me." The dragon was in no position to argue
By now his Lordship was pistoning the well-used dragon, ramming him as if it were no effort to him at all. "Brace yourself," the rooster announced throatily before, with a final drive home and a deafening crow, he came hard inside the dragon. Sedric in turn lost it, pumping his cock into Stuart whom he nearly flattened against the post, and from the sound and feeling of the pig's muffled moaning around his prick, their guest was bursting himself. The trio stayed like that for a while until the rooster finally pulled himself free of his servant, standing by the post and looking down at the slightly dazed-looking pig. "You've made a mess of my boots, pig," he said as he nodded downwards to where Stuart's cum had splashed them. "Do something about it"
"...Sir?" the pig managed to mumble as he stared back up. The rooster rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Sedric
"Sedric, show Stuart what he has to do in future," he said as he untied the dragon's arms. Sedric nodded in turn, rubbing his raw wrists momentarily, and happily got down on all fours in front of the rooster, beginning to lap at the dirty boots. He didn't care what else was on the boots, he was glowing from his punishment and glad to serve his Lordship more passionately than ever. The rooster smiled benevolently and turned back to the pig. "You still have tasks to do. If you're not going to clean my boots you can clean my dragon instead"
"Oh... Sir I..."
"Do it," the rooster said sternly. "If you're here to serve then get to work Stuart, you won't get to turn down my instructions twice in a row." And that was that, Sedric gasping around his Lordship's boot as he felt the pig's tongue working cautiously into his hole. He gave his Lordship a knowing glance, sure that the rooster was thinking the same as him, that the pig had doubtless done this for his wife more than once
Boots clean, the rooster shooed the dragon out of the way, pulling Stuart up on his knees so that the pig's snout was being bumped by his still-erect pole. "Remember when you were masturbating me, when you made me cum on your jacket?" the rooster said as he looked down, "you should have made me cum on your face. You're going to make up for that now"
The pig nodded without any protest as he opened his mouth and began to take the fat chicken dick. Sedric couldn't help observing his lidded, blissful eyes, delighted by how his Lordship had managed to break him in so well just as he'd broken the dragon in before him. "Oh yes, good boy," his Lordship cooed, stroking the pig's head, "Mmm that's it, go gently, I don't want you sticking your teeth into me, I'm a damn sight bigger than your last piece of meat. Suck my cock like the good little farmwhore you are, we'll see if you can be as good as Sedric"
The rooster glanced over at the dragon, a wicked smile spreading across his face, and the dragon smiled back
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Much later, Sedric settled cautiously into an armchair by the fire in his Lordship's study, his whipped lower half stinging mercilessly under his rainpants. Stuart had returned to his home for the evening, no doubt with stories to tell his wife and Mistress. "I trust you like our porcine friend then?" the rooster asked as he too settled down with a glass of whiskey, lightly pressing his boot against the dragon's. Sedric nodded
"He's going to be interesting to work with Sir. I think we scared him a little though"
"Good," the rooster replied, sipping his whiskey. "He seemed like he could use a shaking up, get his adrenaline flowing. I'm amazed he didn't shit in his trousers when you yelled at him"
Sedric blushed. "Oh, yes. Sorry about that Sir," he said, looking away bashfully. The rooster chuckled
"Don't apologise, you've no idea how tasty that little outburst was. I've no doubt Stuart will be back tomorrow with his cock in his hand, hopefully his aim will improve a little too." They both laughed a little at that, Sedric more wryly
"Maybe I should sleep with his wife?" the dragon ventured with a smile, "imagine how much Stuart would love it if she said a tiny cock like me was still better than him?"
His Lordship cackled with laughter. "I may have to put that to her. That should definitely put some force in his whipping arm or at least his wanking one. Oh, and my friend on the high seas has been in touch," he added. Sedric's ears pricked up at that. "If you're still interested at all, when your time here is up he's delighted by the prospect of having you on his ship. Are you still?"
"Oh yes Sir!" Sedric nodded frantically, "I'd be honoured!"
"Marvellous," the rooster smiled. "I'll miss not having you around of course, but still it's a while yet. Maybe we'll shape that pig up into a replacement." More laughter between them, then the rooster set his glass down and went to crouch by Sedric's chair. "His," he placed a hand on Sedric's crotch, the dragon's tenderised cock blooming again, "is not nearly as nice as yours though"
"Mmmmm... are you sure Sir?" the dragon said with a whisp of pain and pleasure as the rooster unbuttoned his pants, "he's definitely bigger than me..."
"If I wanted you well-hung I'd just hang you. I still could hang you if you wanted it badly enough..."
Sedric shivered at the thought as his Lordship masturbated him slowly. It was a guilty thrill, but a very real thrill nonetheless to imagine such a scene. He shook his head. "I haven't been nearly disobedient enough Sir... maybe another time"
The rooster smirked and took Sedric's bruised cock in his beak, the dragon sinking back into his chair to let it wash over him
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Dedicated to Mr Minos