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Prospect 3 - A New Life

Like most mornings, Pet was on the outdoor couch, holding a gently steaming mug of tea. Her red scaled face was pointed off to the similarly crimson skies, watching the sun rise over the mountains. The subtle wind brushing over her exposed ruby scales, the nipples on her tan skinned breasts hardening a bit as she enjoyed the warmth of the drink along with the pink and white striped knitted limb-length sleeves.

She turned as a clatter sounded out before her, Toy setting down a plate loaded with breakfast foods on the table in front of her. She smiled warmly at the black furred drake, trying to keep it from showing some of her blushing. He smiled back, taking a seat next to her as the cool breeze ruffled his fur slightly, his white undertones catching light. He still wore his limb length latex arms and leggings as usual. They were both still buzzing down south, the cause of the dragoness's heated cheeks.

"Something's on your mind." Toy said, always in tune with the emotions of the house's residents. She didn't know how he did it, but she was thankful for it. Some things were still a bit embarrassing for her to broach.

She gave a small giggle. "That easy to see, huh?" She reached out to get a piece of toast, crunching into it. Hmm, the jelly was cherry, he must have gotten it from the farmer's market yesterday. It was good.

He took a smug sip of his own coffee, shiny gloved arms set ablaze by the rising sun. "I know how to read people. And I know all too well that sometimes you need another person to know you before you can know yourself."

She finished her toast before continuing. "So then..." She took another sip to calm herself. "How do I do it?"

He chuckled a warm little rumble. "Well I'm not a mind reader, you need to be a little more specific."

She sighed, swallowing her remaining pride. "I... I need sex. Do... do I just... walk up to him and ask?" She laughed awkwardly. "He won't like... make me beg for it, right? I've had a non-stop vibrator for two weeks. I need it." Her scales flushed, and she pulled her knees closer, the buzzing muffled a bit. "God, I've never been so embarrassed about this. What happened to me? I used to pull hot guys into dressing rooms and suck them off. I've... done a lot of stuff that probably happens frequently in this house."

Toy laughed warmly, easing her a bit. "You're fine, this situation would understandably mix up your views on sex. As for what to do, you nailed it. Just ask, then lay out some do's and don'ts. Otherwise, he'll just tell you the safe word and go to town. But in my experience, the word has never been needed. It's a sort of fail safe, a safety net for the beginning before we really know you."

She let out a shaky breath, good, she got a safe word. She watched the drake lean over to take a bite of own breakfast, his having a noticeable 'cream' drizzle compared to hers.

He glanced back to her, "I'm also here for you. Pets get toys too you know, and I can do whatever you need me to if master isn't around." He looked to her, smiling, but with a touch more of a debased nature hiding in the smirk. He parted his jaws just a bit, then purposely mlem'd as his tongue dropped out, nearly a foot long. She huffed at his forward display, waving a hand at him dismissively. He waggled his brows as he wiggled just the tip of his dextrous muscle, showing off some remarkable control, bringing a flushed laugh to Pet's face.

"Eventually, eventually. I guess... I'm still trying to figure out if this is real. I'm still a bit nervous that I'll walk up to him and ask, then wake up in chains or something, then be sold to some shady traffickers."

Toy shook his head as he peered into the landscape. "Nah, he's a rope guy, chains are way too much hassle."

She snorted a bit before growing contemplative. "So could you... can I say fuck?"

He laughed again. "Yeah, curses are fine, master just doesn't like them used to be rude to each other. Bedroom talk is fair game."

"Ah. So could you fuck me if I asked? Ke- Master, keeps you plugged and whatnot."

Toy nodded. "Yeah, if you want me, just say so. Though you should go to master first, he really knows what he's doing. I'm certainly not bad at pitching, but my experience giving is limited to... to someone else, and technically one time with master."

She guffawed, snorting a bit of tea. "Woah, you fucked Ke- master?" She was still getting used to a few things. "He took you? How'd it go?"

The drake made a dismissive gesture. "Heavens no, he didn't take me, have you seen how big I am? No way an anal virgin could take it. We used a small dildo, and it went about as well as you might expect. He knows that anal can be pleasurable and is a bit more understanding of my perspective, but I don't think he's too keen on trying it again. He knows what he likes, and him trying it is more than I could ask for."

She stared at him incredulously, attention once more drawn to the sizable stiff cock between Toy's legs, shaking gently from the vibe. "Huh." She was amazed that Kelt had even considered catching, more and more of him becoming known to her and making him seem like a decent person. Albeit rough around the edges and a little unconventional. And with the whole kidnapping people as his toys and pets thing.

"But you on the other hand..." Toy looked at her with a sultry look. "I know you could handle me."

She flinched back a bit, cheeks flushing. "O-Oh yeah?"

He smirked around his mug as he drank, "Mhm. You've got some excellent backdoor control. Quite impressive."

She scowled with a heavy blush. "Y-You don't know that!"

He wiggled his fingers before her. "Yes I do. I've felt it myself." Then he dropped his teasing smile, a warm look of encouragement on his features. "No need to hide what you like, we're here to give it to you after all. Nothing is taboo, no taste too far, no judgment to be had. Master wasn't the one to pitch the idea of me drinking his piss."

Her eyes widened a bit, before she shook her head and focused on eating breakfast.

Toy finished up his meal, tossing his paws up to rest on the coffee table with a squeak. "Actually, that reminds me, we should make it more official. It's good to air out what you like and don't, and I would like to get some insight into your sexuality." He slid his phone out of his stocking's edge. "Mind if I ask you some questions? It'll smooth a lot of things out later."

She sat there, switching her focus from the plate of food, to the brightening landscape, to the upbeat drake. She sighed. She was already sitting there only wearing things on her arms and legs, her breasts were open and free, her slit catching wind as it buzzed. There was no modesty, because it just wasn't needed anymore. "Sure."

"Great!" He said jubilantly, tapping his screen. "Do you prefer to be dominant or submissive. the dynamic, not the role. Like power-bottoming is dominant."

The dragoness had been taking a sip of her tea, surprised that her breath was suddenly cut short. She had been fairly open about sex in her adult life, but nobody interviewed her on her tastes before. "Uh. Submissive."

Toy nodded cooly. "Do you have a specific preference for sensation focus? Like a focus on getting handsy or using mouths? Both giving and receiving, but mainly receiving."

That one wasn't too bad. "Touch." Getting licked was nice, but one of her previous flings showed her how much some well placed hands and claws could do.

"Aight." He simply said, the dragoness slowly letting a relaxed smile onto her features as more questions came. "What's your favorite hole? Mouth included."

Well that put her on the spot. "Uhm. All, I guess? Vaginal is classic, anal is a fun alternative, and I enjoy using my mouth here and there."

"Ah, but if you had to choose one for master to use in a split second? No time to talk it through, you just need to get dicked?"

Despite her relaxing, her blush was growing. "Ass."

He gave her a knowing look. "Good choice." She exhaled dismissively at him. "I'm assuming you don't have a dislike of using any of the aforementioned holes?" She nodded, she wasn't vanilla. "Alright, breast and chest play? Rubbing titties or pecs, nipple stuff, all that."

Her voice was both growing more quiet, yet more confident somehow. "I like some boob stuff."

"Giving or receiving?"

"Receiving. Mainly as foreplay though."

The drake nodded. "Tickling?"

"Eh, no."

Another nod. "Foot or paw play?"

She looked at her mug. "Not really my cup of tea, but willing to try."

Toy smiled at her. "Always good to try new things, that's a good mindset to have." He then licked his lips, shooting her a hungry glance. "Maws?" he said with a bit of exaggerated desire. "Finger rubbing and sucking, tongue stuff, spit, all that jazz."

"Same as before, but a little more apprehensive. That's kinda weird to me, but it's not really anything extreme, no reason to not try."

He did some sarcastic encouragement. "Ah come on, it's good fun." She shot him an amused frown, both laughing a bit. "You're fine though. That one is more about the connotation for me. There's nothing exactly pleasurable about master rubbing my tongue, but the idea behind it, the subservience, that's what gets me going. So who knows what you might find?"

The dragoness just sagely nodded, taking a small break to finish her food before it got too cold.

"Extreme insertion." Toy then said with a deadpan professional face, glancing at her with a tilted head.

"Uh...?"

He cracked a smile. "Fisting, odd things in holes they shouldn't go in."

She shrugged. "I... guess?" Fisting was something she tried once and meant to do again some day when she had a bit more capacity under her tail.

"Size play. Big things going in holes they belong in." Toy said, back to the casual smile.

"Maybe. I can take some stuff, but I'm no size queen. That gag on the first day was really pushing it."

The drake nodded. "Speaking of, let's go a little more in-depth into oral since you like it." He scrolled on his phone for seconds before stopping. "This will mostly be in terms of giving, so I'll ask the receiving part first." He turned to look right at her eyes. "You like getting eaten out?"

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah."

"Getting rimmed? Nipples sucked?" He held a hand to his mouth in faux shock. "And the most scandalous; kissing?"

She giggled with him. "Eh on rimming, never had it done actually. Nipples are great for foreplay, and kissing is only for the cute ones." Then she winked at him, real surprise on his face as his head flew back and ears raised high.

His grin returned slowly. "Oooh, you're gonna fit right in~" Then he flashed the heartwarming smile of his. "Now for giving. I presume you prefer giving to males?" She nodded. "Would you rather give them attention or a hole?" He thought about better wording for a moment. "Like, you bobbing on the dick with some hand motions, or getting facefucked?"

"Giving attention, though facefucking is fine."

"Gotcha." In a way, it was actually really nice to talk about this so openly and casually. As a person with a strong sexuality, she realized just how much she couldn't talk about it until now. "We'll have you worshiping master's cock right next to me." He gave a lustful look. "It's so hard to get the entire shaft and the balls with only one mouth."

She blushed and sighed again, bringing her mug to her mouth to try and hide it.

"Oh, and what's your oral skill level? How deep can you go?"

"I'm not an expert on deepthroats, but I've been told I'm good at them. It sucked, but I had no physical problems with the gag."

The drake hmm'd inquisitively. "BDSM stuff." He paused, letting her focus again. "Bondage?"

She looked at him, blush deepening. "Uh... maybe? Plenty of dom/sub experience but little actual bondage."

"Domination?"

She sighed as the crimson exploded. "I already told you I'm submissive."

"Sadism?"

"Nope."

"And masochism?"

"I had a friend who was into it, so I guess I could try it? If it's possible to like, worth a shot."

Toy smiled as he tapped his phone, "Exhibitionism? Public sex, partaking and/or watching it?"

She held up her hand and did a so-so wave. "Ehhhh. I like risky situations, but never ones that would actually get me caught." She paused as gust blew over her exposed chest. "But I guess I'm one now with this outfit."

"So situations like fucking in the open on a deck or in a forest?" He shot a quick wink, "And don't worry, you'll love to show off eventually, we've all got some exhibitionism in us somewhere."

She looked at his smirk, then his dick, then the deck they resided upon, near the vast swaths of forest. "Yeah, that sounds pretty hot actually."

He chuckled. "Just remember to take bug spray. Nasty things when you don't have clothes." He hummed amusedly. "Well that's the broad stuff, if you think of anything else, let me know. And if you ever encounter something you don't like, speak up. The whole point of this life is to make everyone happy, nobody likes a sad pet."

She nodded as she took the final sip of her tea, tilting the cup high as she gave a satisfied sigh when she dropped it back down. The combination of some time here and the open conversation, and the gratuitous nudity seemed to give her some confidence. She looked back to the drake beside her.

"Hey Toy..." She said with slight uncertainty. "I figure... I figure I should say that there's some stuff you missed."

A brow raised in her direction. "Oh?"

Pet nodded into her cup as her scales turned molten. "You, uh... forgot... pet-play."

His smile grew sharp as he sat back on the couch and met her flustered eyes. "Did I forget that? I wonder how..."

The dragoness groaned with folded ears, "Ohmigod, you are the worst."

A chuckle was the drake's response. "Well then, what's your preference on such things, Pet?"

With a calming sigh, the girl stared back out to the wilderness. "Alright, I want to make one thing clear. I'm not ready to dive all in, not after all that happened. You guys did actually kidnap me, I'm not ready to be a legit fucking pet after that." A mix of sadness and blushing heat washed over her features. "But I... have been in numerous master/pet relationships." A bit of a shy glance over to Toy flashed by before she went on with a harsher blush. "...And I have been known to be a very good girl."

Any bit of cheekiness left the drake as soon as she began speaking, a look of that welcoming acceptance and joy filling the boy. "That is perfectly fine. I do understand that this was rough, and the situation is still not perfect. We will not ask much of you until you choose that you are ready, though your life is now in service of master, it still is your life, and it's a life we cherish. You're free to talk to me about your feelings of the situation, or if you wish to progress your title of pet truly."

He reached a hand out to grasp her shoulder assuringly. "As I said, pets get toys, and I am the Toy. I am here for you. Whether you need words, a kind touch, or a good climax, I can provide." His smile had that telltale toy-confidence inch back into it after his heart to heart. "And if you need training, or just want to practice things, let me know. I can also help you get into the swing of things should you accept the pet-play in full down the line."

She stared into his deep blue eyes for a moment, then broadly smiling as a relieved sigh came from her snout, a sort of weight lifted. "Thanks." The dragoness stood up then, and took her plate, and also grabbed the drake's.

"Thank you." He said, standing as well, placing his phone back into his stocking before turning to look at the dragoness walking back inside. "I know you have an upcoming romp with our dear sergal, but I will say though, sex with master is... intense. If you're looking for something a little more tender, come to me." He smiled at her once she nodded, a thankful look to her eyes.

She placed the dishes in the dishwasher, then stood by the stairs, staring up at the door to Kelt's office. She yelped as there was a smack on her ass, a faint handprint left on her ruby scales, flesh jiggling slightly as she quickly turned to see Toy walk past her to the downstairs landing.

He gave a wink and thumbs up before disappearing below the floor. The dragoness harrumphed, rubbing her cheek, the latex on his palm giving him some extra slap-power. She'll get him back for that, his ass was as exposed as hers. It was all in good fun though, she had started it a few days ago.

She took a deep breath, then stood tall, taking a step up the stairs. Before she knew it, she was standing before the modern yet ornate wooden door leading to his office. She double checked his schedule, he wouldn't need to be on a call for another three hours. She had time. She knocked.

"Come in." Was the calm reply, in the deep tone of the sandy furred sergal.

She opened the door and stepped in, closing it behind her to stand across from his desk. There were three monitors and two laptops on the surface, with various papers and books scattered about. Other than that, the office was simple. One wall had a window to the front of the house, the opposite wall was open to the wide main room with a railing like a loft. He looked up from his work, seemingly stoic and unexpressive, but she could already see the smallest hints of appreciation in his eyes as he looked into hers, and her exposed body.

"Do you need something, Pet?" He wasn't one for small talk.

She gulped, butterflies in her belly as she took a deep breath. "I-I need... you." She exhaled tentatively. "Fuck me... m-master. Please." She looked to her toes, crimson scales burning with lust and embarrassment. The ever present hum of the vibrator backed the sergal's bemused rumble as he smiled. Such an expression no longer made her cold with fear, because while she knew he was somewhat faking it, he was trying to make her comfortable.

"Come with me then." He stood, and offered his hand. She looked up and studied his features before letting out the breath she was holding. She placed her palm in his and he gently closed his fingers around hers, his smile turning a notch more genuine. "The safe word is chamomile."

-

She stared at the ceiling breathing hard, sprawled out on the bed. She didn't even have the strength to tug off her sleeves or leggings despite how hot she felt. Instead, Toy was now beside her, much like when he originally put them on, now removing them at her request.

She lay in a puddle of indeterminate sexual fluids and sweat, most hers. She groaned, twisting a particularly sore arm after being tied up for so long. Once her striped fabric adornments were tossed onto a laundry pile, Toy took a seat on the edge of the bed near her head and pulled her blindfold off.

Suddenly there was a glass held in front of her face, clear liquid in it. "Want some water?" She snapped it up with an appreciative mumble, arm a bit shaky as she chugged the entire thing in a few seconds. The drake rumbled in amusement as she handed it back, the dragoness slumping back to the pillows with a few shudders as a lingering sensation fired up her spine. It was hard to think after what she just experienced. A complete overload of her senses, a maximizing of her nerves.

God, the way his claws gently scraped over her scales, the sparse and intentional bites. Her entire body had been touched by the hands of a... well, master, eking out every ounce of serotonin her body could make before fulfilling every desire those touches had made. She felt his final gift dribbling out of her slowly, its warmth only reinforcing the sheer satisfaction coursing through her veins. There are things she felt this day that she did not know could be felt, and they felt amazing.

"H..." She swallowed, "Holy shit."

Toy chuckled heartily, setting an elbow on his thigh to hold his chin, looking at her with understanding eyes. "Yeah, the first time is something else."

"Guh." She was remarkably close to being reduced to an incoherent mess, her brain shutting off to process the pleasure earlier. "You... weren't kidding about him being... intense." Her words were slow, her mind still a haze of ecstasy.

"And those were only the beginner ties." He said while shooting a look at the pile of rope on the floor.

A mix of shuddering moan and sigh left her lips, still a touch submerged in the recent events.

Toy stood then, sending an arm under the crook of her knees and another behind her back, lifting her limp body off the bed. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. A warm bath does wonders to help you feel your limbs again." He began carrying her to the adjoining bathroom, a wide freestanding tub in the middle, big enough to comfortably fit two people. He used his tail to fiddle with the faucet, the fur tuft giving him some trouble, but soon water began filling the basin.

She scooted closer to him in his grasp, nuzzling into his white chest fluff. "Thank you." She whispered. He looked down to her relaxed face with a serene expression of his own.

"Aftercare is important."

She just hummed against him, rubbing her cheek scales into his pelt. "You're so soft..."

His smile was that faint tenderness when looking at a little sister. "You wouldn't believe my conditioner budget."

She exhaled with a smile. Then she felt warm water surround her, Toy gently setting her down in the tub, back against the sloped rear of the tub, perfect for resting.

"Feel free to take a nap, I'll do the rest." He dropped a yellow orb into the water, bubbles foaming forth.

She snorted at him. "Oh there's no way I can sleep after that." She shifted herself to a comfier position in the water. "It'll be on my mind for days."

"That's great then, you can give me a hand." He said with a cheeky grin, handing her a loofa. She cracked an eye open to peer at him before reaching out to grab it. His arm was uniquely contrasting more than usual. He already had the duality of the black latex glove that left his white furred fingers exposed, two-tonal in both color and material, but now his finger fur was wet and dripping while his arm was shiny with small beads of water. She didn't really know why she focused on it, just a curious detail to her sex addled mind.

"You're getting your sleeve wet," she said quietly. She had an idea.

The drake looked to his arm with forward ears before looking at her with a cool smile. "It's latex, it'll be fine. What's it gonna do? Get more shiny?"

She smirked at him, moving her head closer to his. "How are you supposed to take a bath with me if you're all covered?" Her face grew smug as a blush came from under his fur. Time to shove his confidence right back into his face.

He looked at her with a bit more wideness to his eyes than usual and now his pupils were noticeably trying to avoid landing on her nipples and submerged breasts. "Oh... uh..."

She doubled down. "I've never seen you without them, you know."

His blush grew but his smile returned, fulfilling the role of an eager toy. "I guess we'll have to fix that then." He stood, now granting her a view of his parts as much as she was giving him. His tail swished methodically as began tugging off his sleeves, looking at her with a new expression as he worked the rubber down his fur.

She was impressed at how he posed his body while removing his garments, somehow making a quality strip-show despite all the goods being on the table already. She smiled, appreciative of the effort the drake put in to this, worthy of being a high class stripper even. His back arched and his limbs curved, he turned himself from side to side to give ample views.

Her smile grew. The bi ones were always such fun, being comfortable in showing off in these ways. Kelt had chosen well. Then with a rubbery thwap, he tossed the last stocking to the tiled floor, standing truly nude before her. This was the first time she saw that his white forelimb went up to his elbow to meet his primary black. There was another thin strip of white above the black though, giving a nice yet simple patterned feel. Same went for the legs, white up to the knees with another ring of ivory above. He had removed his cock-vibe, as there was no longer any place to store the control box, and it would be a bad idea to take it into water.

There he stood, arms down and palms out, showing black pads on white hands. He smiled gently as his dick rhythmically flexed, the ten inches of jet-black dragon flesh seeming to have its own heartbeat. That metal tip was plastered over his pointed head, form fitting and snug, the dragoness now able to determine the faint lumps in the underside of the length. His knot was barely a bump now, with his snowy balls hanging below with a nice roundness to them. She took in his body truly for the first time, and allowed herself to think of him sexually. She liked what she saw.

She spread her legs in the water, making room for him but also giving him a peek. He got the hint. He strode across the small distance to the basin, warmly smirking at her, a confidence and strength in his movements. She matched his look, seeing that he knew what she wanted and would be giving her just that.

He joined her in the tub, slowly clambering in as to not splash water everywhere. He sighed as the warm water soaked into his fur, sitting back on the other side, facing her, his legs laid over hers. He cracked his eyes open from his blissful look before sultrily whispering. "We're not going to be doing much cleaning, are we?"

She flexed her limbs, feeling restored. "Not a chance fuzz-butt."

He chuckled. "You sound like my brother."

"I like the way he sounds then."

The chuckle shifted to a quick laugh. "So is this you looking for a more tender moment? Or did master just not leave you satisfied?"

She hummed as she let her own hands sink below the water, stroking her midriff and groping her breasts, Toy's eyes tracking her movements. "Oh he left me quite satisfied. Too satisfied. I'm just... sharing the love." She beamed at him.

Toy's smile was full of pride. She had finally come to terms with her role. The house became one more step to being complete, the master, the toys, and now the pet. "Well I must say that I am exceedingly impressed that you're doing this so soon after being with master." The drake's hands sunk under the surface to grasp her ankles and slide up their smooth scales. "It took me a few hours just to walk again."

"I've been known to be the life of a few parties. Wouldn't be very hospitable if the night's entertainment could only take one run. Business college was a crazy time." She watched as the drake lifted himself a bit, moving his legs under him so he was kneeling. One of his hands moved to hold his silver cockhead. "And while vaginal can be crazy, anal is what makes your legs numb. It seems that master missed the memo of my experience."

He had that knowing look as he rubbed the metal atop his length. "Well then. I presume you want to be able to walk out of the tub when we're done?"

She nodded, lust building in her features, eyes closing to half lidded. "And I presume you don't mind some leftovers?"

The drake began to shuffle forward a bit, small waves splashing in the tub. "Not at all. Do you mind if I add more?"

"Be my guest."

There was an appreciative rumble from him as he began working the plug out of his dick, every lurch of a nub being released sending a small splash around. She could now see just how far it went, not directly all the way to his bladder, but close enough. She was impressed, his little cockhole had a bit of a gape going. Interesting.

She kept looking as he rose his torso from the water a bit, leaning over her, his muzzle coming close to hers as hips moved between her open legs. She gave a small hmf as she felt his length slap down over her lips, laying over her groin, the water giving everything a floaty feeling.

She met his eyes, blue and deep, looking equally back into her orange spheres. "I'm curious..." She said, before Toy smiled and cut her off.

"No, I am not bigger than master. He has me beat by almost an inch." It was hard for her to tell. It made sense though, sergals had impressive stature, Kelt was just simply bigger than the both of them. Which made Toy smile with pride for his prodigal endowment. "Although... My knot is just a hair wider than his." He rolled his hips a bit, dragging his length over her to drive home the size. "Which raises the next question..." There was tender lust in his face. "How long do you want this bath to be?"

She took her hands off her breasts and wrapped them around Toy's middle. "As long as you need."

Toy hmm'd affectionately before rearing back and slowly plunging into her well used hole. With a shaky moan underneath a gasp, she clung to him as he sent his entire length into her in one gradual thrust, filling her nearly completely and bumping into her cervix. Both remained still as they processed their new union, Pet staring at the far wall with a low ahhh, Toy closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. She took a long inhale alongside him, basking in his member stretching her out once more. At this point when master had delved into her, he was already repeatedly slamming into her innermost depths.

With the partially submerged embrace of both warm water and Toy, she felt the opposite side of the sexual acts in this house, slow and tender. Toy smiled lightly at her before gently tugging himself out, rocking himself back inside from his halfway mark. The drake used powerful yet methodical thrusts, a tantalizing force behind every movement but still granting her the sensations of gradual withdrawal and slight pauses between trusts. Where Kelt had launched into calculated pounding, Toy took it nice and slow, making sure Pet could feel every millimeter of his onyx length within her, pushing against her walls and womb.

Though he did not spear into her cervix like master's tip would, he used his full width to give her a nice sensation of fullness on top of the impressive length still impacting her inner hole. She felt her legs shuddering as they tightened around Toy's hips, fully hilting himself again, bringing all sorts of expressions and vocalizations from the two. She was already oversensitive from the session with master, body still on edge despite her waning exhaustion.

His knot was half inflated now, popping in and out of her straining slit with every thrust, Toy remaining deeper and deeper with every one. Their panting grew frantic, Pet only able to grab him in her full body embrace as she convulsed after cresting the peak once more, her nerves sending reverberated shockwaves of pleasure thanks to her recent releases.

He kept going, using shallow, rapid thrusts into her, the small amount of water that had worked inside her trapped as his knot no longer exited her opening, Toy grinding his sheath to her lips in tense bucks. His head had dropped over hers, muzzle planting into her damp silver hair, face contorting into ecstasy as he held her just as tightly as her walls gripped his shaft. In the warm surroundings, they froze in climax, Toy having held off for a moment more while she spasmed in bliss to truly give her everything he could. Now his draconic member was fully sheathed, tip poking her inner entrance, knot locked inside her and stretching her delightfully.

She gave a long debased moan as Toy vibrated with a deep pleasured rumble, her trip down the mountain extended from his extra actions. She gasped when she felt warm jets of cum lance out inside her core, joining the previous occupants delivery. She shuddered anew from his healthy deposit, rope after rope filling her, his thick bulb of jet-black flesh keeping everything plugged up, ensuring his seed had only one place to go.

Their heads pressed together harder, panting in each other's face, looks of blank pleasure across them both. They lay in silence as they basked in their sensations, muscles slowly relaxing in the heated water, Pet settling back against the tub while Toy collapsed atop her, heads side by side, time no longer having meaning.

-

The crimson scaled girl threw herself onto her bed, sighing with relief of the soft embrace. Today was a long day. First a long sensual pounding with master, then a slow gentle fucking in the tub. The two slaves were locked together for a while, the water long cold by the time Toy could pull out. They then moved to the shower, with the actual intent to clean off, both talking casually and generally catching their breath.

She rolled over, looking to the ceiling. Her life was quite perplexing, a few lingering thoughts of the gravity of her choice settled in. Should this entire thing not have happened, tomorrow she would be heading back to the office, briefing her department on their next project that was destined to go over budget and overdue. She liked to think it wasn't her fault, but she was new to the entire thing. Maybe she would have turned that around this time, successfully finishing a project with no evil eyes from the higher ups.

But that time would never come now. For her next morning consisted of waking up and getting breakfast, then helping around the house. Toy would then make dinner with her, showing her around for if she ever wanted to make something. She no longer had the vibrator buzzing on her, yet her thoughts still lingered on her more carnal wants. Even if she was railroaded into doing them, they were still enjoyable, she had always been a sexual being.

She was glad to be able to entirely embrace this side of her, something that both haunted and reassured her. While she could not have foreseen the eventual end of the first time she met Kelt, she could tell he was a good fuck, and that he was. She would definitely be partaking in his pleasure and hopefully advance her capabilities of his tastes, for she knew he would make it worth her while.

She crawled under the covers to stare at the wall. Ugh, there were those thoughts again. That she was nothing more than a slave, that she should be disgusted that she would give up her entire life to feel the sexual pleasures of a deranged man. That she would so carelessly toss away her worth as a sapient being, a person, just for the base desires of her body.

She took a deep breath. Get over it. Sex feels good, and now she doesn't have to drive two hours a day to go to a shitty job. This was arguably safer, no longer at risk that some guy she met drunk at a bar would give her anything nasty, and she got twice the satisfaction from the two men here than any of her other random partners. And that was mostly done without even indulging in her more humiliating wants.

The only thing this life offered was happiness and pleasure, at the cost of dignity and modesty, things she could learn to live without. She was brave enough to choose such an unthinkable thing, and now she could live her life without a worry in the world. She smiled as sleep overtook her.

-

Toy stood in the lower master bedroom, slipping out of his garments with considerably less promiscuous movements this time. He folds them up and places them on a dresser by the side of the large king sized bed, a dark shape on it already.

"You're back a bit later than usual. Having fun with the new one?" The shape said.

Toy nodded, though he didn't need to. "Yeah, she pulled me into the tub believe it or not."

"I was wondering why you smelled like the bath bombs."

"I think we got a good one." He climbed atop the mattress.

"Oh? Better than us?" The figure rolled over, 'looking' at Toy.

"Maybe. We might have some serious competition." Toy looked at his near-identical copy on the sheets, staring into the empty pits of his eyes, jagged criss-cross scars across them. The twin before him was a wicked mess of scars and stitches, each long line of sewn flesh too calculated of an incision to be the result of an accident.

A broad Y-shaped wound was on his chest, the faint outline of bleeding red standing out on the chest of white fur. His limbs were adorned with the surgical cuts running longways on all four sides of the appendage, even branching out to course over his fingers and toes. The lines were open, held closed only by the lace of sutures and some glue in high-mobility spots, undoubtedly painful every waking second.

Yet a wide smile was below those gouged sockets, ears high with tail wagging as his more intact brother came close. "Well that's a good thing. Means you were right." The laid out twin raised a hand, Toy taking it, rubbing the long lines of stitches running up his palm and fingers. He looked to the pained twin's only clothing, a collar like Toy's but with 'Doll' inscribed in vibrant green. Toy leaned in to unclasp the black leather, setting it on the bedside table as Doll never took it off on his own.

Toy chuckled a bit. "Please, I already knew I was right. Takes a slut to know one." He slipped under the covers after removing his own collar to join Doll, his special someone, scooting close into an intimate embrace. "Besides, when am I wrong?"

"I can think of a few times off the top of my head." The brother responded before nuzzling up under Toy's chin, pressing their fronts together.

Toy nuzzled right back, kissing the top of his brother's head tenderly. "Good night Doll." He paused, unseen emotion taking over his features. "I love you Vasili."

"You too. G'nite A-" The blind twin caught himself, an unsure pause coming from him. "Sorry. I almost said it."

Toy rubbed his chin over the sibling's head. "You can call me it. I don't like it, but it's fine if you use it, it's the name I grew up with."

The head beneath him lightly shook. "But it's your name, it's not up to me. Sleep tight, Toy." Both twins now smiled, drifting off in each other's arms.