An Agent's Work
[One-off short story I wrote the other night for someone on the fly. I don't usually go for RP logs as stories - but this was unilateral, and there's nothing wrong with using the present tense for a change. Naughty kinky porn follows, all mine!]
The tod swallows hard. It's been a real rough year. The city's had a tough time, what with nearly a third of its superheroes vanishing - all those dragoness heroines, just gone, leaving the city to the male dragons and a scattering of furry heroes! The high rate of draconic herodom has long since been noted. But it's even worse for him - he was the agent to half of those dragonesses, and they in turn made up fully two-thirds of his clientele! And now he's been kidnapped out of his own apartment, stripped naked, and bound down on... some giant stone altar or something, he's not sure, the light's pretty dim! But he's spread-eagled on a warm stone surface that's slightly curved, pressing his hips upward - and there's some sort of spicy scent in the air that has him *painfully* stiff! He came to with a raging erection and it hasn't subsided since. The ballgag in his mouth keeps his jaws open wide, so he can't even bite his tongue to try to get his cock to go down.
Suddenly he hears a voice! "We have some bad news, Ken," comes a familiar voice, and his heart leaps for a moment. That's Lady Starbreak, one of his clients who went missing! Even if he's captive, at least she can help him! But then a light suddenly goes on and his eyes go wide. That's Lady Starbreak, all right. Her supple black scales with their shimmering white starbursts are unmistakeable. But now the proud, noble dragoness isn't in her crime-fighting uniform of a genteel breastplate and armored skirts. She's buck naked - and those starbursts seem to have changed shape slightly. Now instead of being a bright center with four points all around, they're all just... drippy-looking blobs. They particularly are concentrated on her chin, crotch and breasts... and she slowly turns around, tail high, letting him see that there's more on her ass. She nearly threw him into a wall once for *accidentally* seeing her skirt flip up, and she refused to even *consider* doing publicity photos... and now he's getting to see that secret fantasy of his, her naked body on display just for him! Her face is burning as she turns back - and he can see that she's not covered; someone really *has* altered her scales to make those blobs part of her pattern. It looks like she's been sprayed with cum a thousand times and never washed a single one off.
Another voice speaks. "We have another agent." Another spotlight comes on, and again he stares. Techstorm, the dragoness mistress of technology, is standing next to Lady Starbreak... and a small sign at Starbreak's feet comes up identifying her as 'Lady Bukkake.' Techstorm, the golden dragoness with black lightning bolts down her flanks, is similarly naked... except for the very revealing gear on her. Her feet are bound into hoofed boots, and her hands are bound into hoof-gloves, with clips on her nipples latched to cuffs on her wrists, making her keep her hands up next to her breasts. A bridle is on her head, but the bit is loose, letting her speak, and her tail is high, pinned underneath the saddle on her back - which has a pair of large, draconic dildoes in the seat. A fat plug keeps her anus spread wide, with fiber-optic lights flickering down from it like a ponytail, and she starts squirming as flashes go off every time the lights touch her thighs, making her prance in place and clip-clop like a nervous filly. Garters on her thighs have ribbons attached going to clips on her labia, tugging at her lightly with every movement, keeping her just the slightest bit spread. Her nameplate comes up - 'Fillytio.'
"He doesn't take ten percent, though," comes a third voice. Another client. Another kidnapped heroine. The spotlight comes up. It's Miss Information, the super-sleuth, known for literally having an entire reference library in her memory. She's on all fours, with big pink rubber paws on her hands and another set making kneepads, with her legs encased in more pink rubber holding her heels pressed back against her ass. Her draconic tail is also pinned to her back, wrapped in place with more pink rubber that goes under her belly and is anchored by tight wrappings around her bulging breasts, with a big fluffy wagging doggy-tail swinging from the plug in her ass, an off-weighted motor keeping it jiggling happily. A hood is on her head, not covering her face, with a pair of floppy ears swaying from the hood and patting her cheeks. She slowly turns in place and he can see her bare bottom a deep, rich red and her cleft already dripping. "Untrained Bitch" is all her sign says.
"He takes everything," says the fourth. He doesn't recognize the voice, but then the spotlight comes up. It's Psienna... her lovely blue body done up in a lewd perversion of a schoolgirl outfit. Her skirt is so short he can see her crotch - really more of a low-hanging checker-patterned belt than a skirt, in fact. Her shirt is open, showing off her 'bra' - cords pulled tight around her breasts, going down her belly in a classic shibari look, and holding her hands bound behind her back and her torso bent slightly forward, tail high. When she turns, he can see her rear reddened too, in dark red lines - and he can see the ruler used to spank her wedged into her visibly loosened anus. Fortunately it's not one with a metal edge, just a simple wooden one. Her feet have been bound into black rubber 'shoes' that have rounded soles, and she teeters in place, but somehow manages to stay upright. Her sign reads 'Pslut.'
"Including our bodies," adds a fifth. Cygon, the cybernetic dragoness. The lights come on. Her mechanical limbs and tail have been removed, her body mounted horizontally atop a motorized cart, her powerless arms and legs and tail visible inside the clear-sided cart. Positioned as she is, she's at waist height - and 'FUCK' has been branded into her left buttock and 'ME!' branded into the right. She's very visibly loosened - and still messy. Her mechanical jaws are wired into the cart, and once she's finished speaking they open and lock in place again, leaving her with a blow-up-doll pursed-lips expression and a deep red face. Naked and exposed, he finally knows the answer - yes, *those* bits are all-natural. Even if she appears to have had a few new attachments added, little blue-glowing probes nestled inside her clitoris and labial folds, making them glow from within... and then they begin to pulse in a steady rhythm and she starts whimpering, back flexing as she tugs hard against her own attachment points, unable to escape the electronic teasing. "Rolling Glory" is her new designation.
"Including our dignity," comes another. Minmax, the size-changing dragoness. The light shines on her - at eight feet tall, kneeling down atop a Sybian, her bronze scales bare as the others. The toy is on a platform that turns, letting him see how she's spread wide around the toys humming inside her... and as she rotates, her body shrinks, and he has to listen to her whimpering harder and harder as she reduces herself on the hard intruding plastic toys. By the time she's turned back around front, she's barely four feet tall - and there's a massive visible bulge in her belly buzzing away, and her anus is stretched out so much she'll be gaping for a *week* - if she's lucky. There's a pause, and then she whimpers and starts frantically pawing at her clitoris with one hand and her breasts with the other, gasping out, "I'm sorry Master thank you Master for teaching me my true limits thank you Master!"
Her sign reads "Stretchmarks." And she very definitely has a collection of those. The next voice rings out. "Including our wills. Some sooner than others." It's Americana, the invulnerable patriot dragoness with her red-white-and-blue scales... kneeling in front of a X-frame, where Succuba is bound spread-eagled, likewise naked. Americana's white-star facial markings have similarly turned to cum-splatters, and her ass is branded with a hammer-and-sickle. The red dragoness on the frame is still struggling, but visibly weakly, magical runes on the bondage device keeping her demonic powers from letting her escape, even if she seems to be proof against whatever's controlling the others. Americana leans in and slowly, wagging her tail happily, nuzzling lovingly against Succuba's thigh, begins to eat her out. Americana is unbound, her tail high, proudly showing how as a reward for her quick learning she's still somewhat tight, kept as a reward rather than fucked silly day in and day out like the others. Her name hangs on tags from her nipples, matching the sign that lights up. "Slave." Succuba has a sign too - "Subby Slut." Hers doesn't light up, though.
Three voices chorus the next bit out together. "Master has a business proposition for you." The light comes on. Three dragonesses, coated head to toe in rubber, stand back to back in a triangle, suits apparently melded together. Their crotches and breasts are exposed - and their hands positioned so their right hand is pulled back against the cleft of the dragoness to one's right, and left hands pulled up to caress the breasts of the one to her left, bulging out from the tight-squeezing ring of rubber around each breast, keeping them looking slightly swollen, nipples bulging. They slowly wiggle around to let him see them all, and only those glimpses of their privates let him identify them individually - Lightstreak, the speedster, Flexic the rubber-dragoness, and Blademistress, the summoner of magical swords. The Hero Sisters, now forcibly kept fondling each other, backsides bound together by a three-headed vibrator. And as they turn, each one in turn spreads her sister's privates for Ken to see, stroking with no sign of hesitation or shame. Quite a change from their usual angry rivalry with each other. "The Pussy Sisters" is their sign.
And then the twelfth voice comes out - brisk, businesslike, but dripping with shame nonetheless. "Master thinks a new line of pornographic films, toys, pictures, and very exclusive whores would be very profitable." Oh no. It's Divine... the angel-dragon. Her pure white scales are still pure white, and her feathery wings as soft and gentle as ever... and unlike the rest, she's clothed. Wearing a business suit, in fact. She was the first to vanish. "I... needed his help," she reluctantly explains. "To save the world from... events on another layer of reality. The price he demanded was my obedience and loyalty for the next ten years... subject, I insisted, to the limitation that I would not harm anyone. It is very much to my dismay that I have learned that Master Psion was already aware of... deeply hidden fetishes and desires my compatriots held. It is therefore not 'harm' to give them their... secret fantasies. I am now his loyal servant whether I wish to be or not, and have helped him acquire and tame his new pets. Now that they are all tamed, save for Subby Bitch, whose struggles are more amusing partially untamed, Master is ready to make a profit from us. But before you can properly sell us... shame us before the world... destroy our pride forever... Master has decreed that you must *experience* us." Her face burns hot, and she's forced to add, "Dragon's pride is great... and so *many* dragons harbor secret lusty fantasies of seeing it destroyed."
The sign comes on... And her name is 'Holy Fuck.' Her face burns hot as she steps forward... as do the others. Fillytio's hooves clop on the floor as she prances forward; Slave abandons the gagged and struggling Subby Bitch; Untrained Bitch wags her tail as she paws over; Rolling Glory wheels herself over - and right up between his legs, her mouth unfreezing and her lips taking his balls into her mouth. Holy Fuck's face is scarlet as she strips herself naked, standing in front of him - pure white scales shining softly, even now her much-defiled body *looking* innocent and pure. She slides herself over Rolling Glory to straddle him, pressing his erection back to his belly with her warm, soft folds, and just the feel of her against him makes him moan into his gag. Fillytio moves to straddle his outstretched left arm and begins rubbing herself off against him; Stretchmarks whimpers as she pulls the oversized toy out and then moves to fist herself on his right paw... shrinking down to barely *three* feet and almost sobbing from the size of his paw inside her. Untrained Bitch crawls over and jumps up, grinding her wet pussy into his face; he can feel her muscles quiver as the tail wags in her ass. Pslut and the Pussy Sisters come forward to flank his sides. The three rubber suits disengage, leaving each one bound but not connected to the others, and they move, Pslut and one of the three to his left and the other two sisters on his right... and all begin lewdly, unboundly reaching across his bare body to finger and fondle each other, leaning forward to kiss each other lovingly, murmuring graphically to each other - "Oh, sister, I love to feel men's seed within you like this!" "Mmmm, sister, your kisses still taste of my pussy!" "Oh, thank you sister, I never knew what proper climax was until your talented fingers taught me!" And Bukkake straddles his waist, baring her belly toward his tip as Holy Fuck strokes herself along his length, never taking him inside that heavenly twat.
Speaking of coming... no, it doesn't take him long. With all of them around, it's clear what that spicy scent was. Dragonesses in heat. Artificially enhanced, too - even his good nose was never able to get more than the very faintest whiff, before, but now they're downright fragrant. He grunts into his gag as he bucks against Holy Fuck, splattering his seed against Bukkake's belly - who dismounts and lets Untrained Bitch noisily lap it up, the bitchdragon still eagerly rubbing herself into his face, semen from previous 'friends' seeping into his fur as she gets wetter and wetter. Holy Fuck whimpers and then whispers, "Master has taught me to... become an addicted cocksucker for any male whose seed I taste. I shall forever crave your flavor..." She slides herself off, then bends... and first timidly, daintily, and then increasingly eagerly and soon pantingly slurps at his cock, lapping at it, then sucking on it hard. Rolling Glory lovingly suckles his balls, flicking her tongue across his sac, while her body bucks from electronically-administered orgasm after orgasm, rewarding her, reprogramming her mind to crave the pleasure she wins by being used. He can't tell which of the Pussy Sisters is which with Untrained Bitch's pussy in his face, but all three moan out hotly at one time or another, and Pslut squeals repeatedly, obviously an easy lay to bring off, their juices matting his fur all over.
Sure enough, Ken discovers that Holy Fuck's *mouth* is just as heavenly as her pussy; that ethereal, impossibly *good* feeling flows through his crotch and he happily gives her a mouthful... and a second... and a third! And still his balls *ache* with seed! Holy Fuck shudders hard, looking longingly at his crotch... but pulls away, just as he spurts again, blasting himself on the already-wet belly! "Master has ordered me to take no more than three tastes at a time," she whimpers, staring at his semen. "But I may not leave, as my presence enables you to... miraculous feats of restoration..." Her hands slide down to herself... but pull away at the last moment. The two rubber-clad dragonesses on that side pull her up, though, and soon Holy Fuck is moaning and trembling against them as their fingers caress her cleft, her breasts, her ass - and she screams out in a primal, bestial noise as they bring her expertly... and then again... and again. She's gasping for breath, leaning against them as the rubber-clad dragonesses relentlessly finger her, forcing her to scream out orgasm after orgasm, Pslut coming around to kneel and lick up the ambrosia spilling from the disgraced angel's privates. The Fillytio whinnies loudly as she creams herself on his arm, and slides off - and lays herself down atop him, pressing her dribbling snatch to his face and rubbing her large, soft breasts on his cock, belly smearing with his cum and aiming him between them for more. Her hooved hands press on her breasts, working their softness around him, pumping her hot flesh against his aching erection, and he can't even lap at her pussy right in front of him with that gag in place, only desperately nuzzle her, feeling her soaking his face with her scent. Stretchmarks lets out a wail... and he feels her tighten more on his paw, as she relaxes just the slightest bit during climax and thus has to shrink until she's utterly stretched again.
After a while the world goes a bit hazy; climax after climax after climax after climax leaves him dazed and almost drunk with pleasure. He knows he had his cock in every one of his girls at one point or another, in every hole, including Subby Bitch bound on the rack and desperately telling him to stop - until Slave spanked her breasts with a crop, and Subby Bitch began to whimper and squirm instead. He knows he was held upright by the three sisters while Fillytio licked him but didn't suck on him, Holy Fuck's hand on his cock aiming him at a kneeling Bukkake, who whimpered and sobbed, "Please, no, not again," as they laughed and shamed her all over again until she couldn't stand the arousal her shame produced and she masturbated to orgasm in front of them all, begging them not to watch her do it again. He knows he lined them all up at one point, tails high, even Subby Bitch bound on her frame, and spanked them all with a heavy leather belt until twelve burning bottoms waggled at him, then went down the line again and kissed each individual buttock while its owner breathlessly thanked him. And somewhere along the line, even Holy Fuck's restorative abilities were challenged by something and they needed rest. He all but collapsed - and then they all fell atop him, even Rolling Glory being released from her cart to fall limbless and helpless atop him. Eleven oversized draconic bodies pinned him down, and his face was jammed into Pslut's crotch so he could barely breathe, and he could feel Fillytio sucking his sore and aching cock off *again* down below, having learned all their mouths and their favorite fellatio techniques, and Stretchmarks had grown to nine feet and her breasts were on his chest and pressing his chin against Pslut and almost smothering him in softness, and atop it all Holy Fuck was spread out, ass in the air, somewhere along the line stuffed with a string of beads, wings spread around them all like a warm, gentle blanket soothing them all to finally, mercifully, sleep.
In the morning, Holy Fuck has a contract she's holding out to him. "One percent of the net, you release last night's video as our first movie, and you get to... return every six months to star in another," she says, face burning in embarrassment. He feels his own face flush in shame too... but he doesn't feel *that* bad about literally fucking over his clients like this that he'll turn down the offer to do it again! He signs and is taken back to his apartment, whistling happily, where he calls up a few porn distributors he knows with an *amazing* new offer!
Later that week, Master Psion is celebrating the grand opening of his new ultra-exclusive, ultra-secret brothel! All twelve of his 'harem' had a nemesis, or more than one; they bid handsomely for 'first crack' at the captive heroines! And at the end of the day, all his girls were bound up on X-frames on stage at the brothel to 'sing' for their audience - squeals and screams as their villainous nemeses took paws, crops, belts, and floggers to exposed breasts, backsides, and crotches! For the grand finale, all twelve unbound tamed dragonesses provided their hooting and laughing audience with the sight of a twelve-way squirting lesbian orgy that mutated into twelve simultaneous donkey shows... trading off with each other first vaginally, then orally, then anally offering themselves up to please the ferals. The lesbian orgy in the bath was their reward for a good show... and then he summoned them to his bed for the night, laughing at the feel of Holy Fuck's pussy on his cock, Stretchmark's 18-foot body pillowing him from above with her soft, warm breasts, and Fillytio and Untrained Bitch and all the others piled around him!