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It was another typical morning in the sabrewolf household; Serathin had just gone into his office in order to start his work for the day and Newlyn found himself standing in front of the stove preparing breakfast for the two of them. Ever since that fateful day in the factory where the former snow leopard had been turned into a rubber dragon toy by the hybrid in the other room he has enjoyed the benefits both of his form and his new lot in life. Not only does his master treat him very well but being a product from the Factory his body had all manner of customizable components to it that they could bring out at any time. For the moment though he was back down to his factory standard form, his rubber body glinting in the morning light of the sun as he grinned to himself while preparing the eggs just the way his master likes them.

Once he was finished he made up two plates and brought them into the home office where Serathin worked, Newlyn eager to take up his position underneath the desk and between the legs of the hybrid once they were done. As he placed the breakfast in front of the draconic sabrewolf however he didn't even seem to notice it, his eyes glued to the screen that was showing his e-mail browser. "Is there something wrong Master?" Newlyn asked, causing the sabrewolf to finally look up and see that he was standing there.

"Well... yes and no," Serathin replied as he clicked on the mail itself, expanding it so the rubber creature could see what was on the screen. "As you can see I have just gotten nominated for a rather prestigious award for my writing, and naturally due to the nature of it I'm going to have to travel across the country and wade through the pomp and circumstance that such thing requires."

"Well that's wonderful!" Newlyn exclaimed. "I know that you're not one for ceremony but you certainly deserve an award like that. When do we leave?"

"That's where the no comes in," Serathin said with a sigh. "They know of my living situation with you and have asked me in no subtle way that I should not come with my rubber dragon pet for the sake of not causing a scandal. That means leaving you behind unfortunately, and it doesn't sit very well with me."

"You can't just give up an award like that because of me," Newlyn replied quickly. "I'm here to make your life more enjoyable, not less. Plus it's only, what, a week? I'm sure I can keep myself occupied around here until then."

At that moment the corners of the sabrewolf's mouth turned up into a grin. "Actually..." Serathin said as he clicked on a different window that had been hidden by the e-mail browser, showing a more colorful website beneath it. "I have been looking into alternative options for my pet in order to keep him occupied while I'm gone..."

The next day the two hopped into the car and began to drive and about two hours they had gotten into the big city, standing in front of a building that looked like an old theater, the two of them staring up at the marquee that had been altered to be a large flashing sign. "Dragon Heaven?" Newlyn asked, his blue eyes glancing over to the doors just in time to see a man in a rubber dragon suit enter into the building. "Is this a fetish club, or is it something more like the Factory?"

"The latter, if my e-mails to the owners were correct," Serathin explained as they ended up turning and heading towards a restaurant that was next to it called the Dragon Heaven Pub. "When I explained the situation they seemed to be all too aware of the ability for creatures to become rubbery versions of themselves, and when I said that you were already draconic in nature they were more than happy to offer their services to us. They also said that we can't enter the main club, or at least I can't without getting into a suit, so we'll be meeting in the restaurant they own next door."

The two walked in and found the place to be rather busy with customers sitting and enjoying their food while rubber dragons went around serving them. Since they already knew what was going on, especially Newlyn having gone through the process himself, they could see that while some were just wearing a latex suit, others were actually rubber creatures. Even though they had gotten used to the idea it was still strange to encounter others like Newlyn as they went up to the hostess, who was a lovely green-scaled dragoness, and Serathin introduced himself and his pet. As the hybrid explained why they were there Newlyn looked around and saw several of those creatures glancing back at him, giving him wry and lustful grins before his attention was brought back to his master.

The hostess dragoness brought them to a nearby booth, telling them once they were seated that the one they were meeting with would be down shortly and if they wanted to order anything off the menu to just flag down a server. Both Serathin and Newlyn thanked her and ended up looking at the food options they had, though before either of them had a chance to make up their minds they were suddenly greeted by another rubber dragon, this one with scales that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it as he introduced himself as Riven. "So I'm guessing this is the one that you want to stay with us?" Riven asked as he looked over Newlyn, whose mouth opened in slight shock as Serathin nodded. "He's quite handsome, no doubt will fit it just fine with the others."

"Wait a second," Newlyn said as Serathin turned and grinned sheepishly to him. "Are you... are you kenneling me?"

"I wouldn't want you to be bored in my house all alone when there are services like this," Serathin replied, Newlyn sticking out his tongue at the hybrid. "Plus they offer a few other things as well as boarding, such as additional training and educational experiences that will help you learn new skills. I certainly only want what's best for my pet, the thought of you just wandering around aimlessly without your master makes me want to cry on the inside."

Before Newlyn could say anything he was squeezed by Serathin, causing the rubber dragon to shiver slightly in pleasure as Riven grinned at the two of them. "As your master said we do offer a wide range of activities and training courses," the black dragon explained. "Ever since we expanded into this space we're able to hold all manner of classes to help increase your capacity as a pet or if you want to expand into new roles. We have quite a few who consider themselves to be dragon slaves that are more than willing to teach you their ways and a few other courses as well, I for one happen to be an avid pool toy junkie that can show you how to maneuver your way around an inflatable suit."

"I have to say I'm almost jealous," Serathin stated with a bigger grin. "Maybe I should have you go and collect my award and I can stay here with them."

Newlyn found himself being the one grinning sheepishly at that point and he found himself nodding, eagerly accepting his master's offer to stay here while he was away. Riven nodded and congratulated the two of them and proceeded to pull out a small mountain of paperwork, both men on the other side of the table staring at it with wide eyes as Riven went through the contract with them. For everything they had to sign it was a pretty straightforward agreement; essentially Serathin gave control of his rubber dragon pet over to Dragon Heaven for the duration of his stay and a layout of amenities that will be given. After both Serathin and Newlyn signed the forms the black rubber dragon put the forms back into his bag and said that they were all set and he was ready to guide Serathin's pet to where he would be staying for the next week.

Since Serathin's plane had to leave that night and the draconic sabrewolf had to still get back and pack he had to give a short goodbye, embracing his pet and telling him to be good while he was gone before heading out the door. For the first time since he had been delivered to the draconic sabrewolf's door he wasn't by his side, and strangely he felt very lonely despite being in a room full of people. Perhaps this whole boarding thing was a better idea than what he had previously believed, Newlyn thought to himself as he turned to Riven and asked what to do next. The other rubber dragon motioned for him to follow up several sets of stairs and through a large room before they arrived in what appeared to be a series of small apartments that were on the top floor.

"Your room has already been prepared for you," Riven said as he opened one of the doors with a keycard before handing it to Newlyn. "Your master has already given us the bondage gear you typically wear and we would like you to wear it before heading anywhere else, along with the provided collar and tag. As of this moment you are a slave to Dragon Heaven and we would like to make sure the others know that. Once you are finished getting ready I'll give you the tour of the rest of the facility, you'll find that it's quite expansive and caters to a variety of tastes."

Newlyn nodded and thanked Riven for everything then walked inside and closed the door behind him. As he looked around he found that it was set up like a small studio complete with a kitchen off to the side. The living room and bedroom were functionally one room and had his bed, a couch, a large television set with a game system and a few other appliances. Several he found were of a very lewd nature and he decided to leave them be for the moment, opting instead to open the cardboard box that was sitting on the table. Inside the rubber dragon found similarly shiny cuffs, harness, and a collar that he promptly began to put on, playing with the tag on the end of it that had Owned by Dragon Heaven instead of Serathin's name engraved on it.

Just as he finished getting everything on his body, easily slipping the smooth gear onto his rubbery form, he was just about to look at the tablet computer that was there when he heard a knock on the door. He quickly went up to it and opened it expecting to see Riven standing there, but what he saw instead were two other rubber dragons that surprised him. "Hey there," the one on the left said as he pressed a hand against the black scales of his chest and Newlyn saw an iridescent orange and yellow shine to them. "My name is Pyre, the quiet one next to me is Tundra, and we're handlers for Dragon Heaven."

"Handlers?" Newlyn asked, the initial moment of surprise quickly passing as he looked up and down the two dragon's forms.

"Essentially were the dominant ones that make sure nice dragon slaves like you are happy and content," Pyre explained, flashing a fanged grin at Newlyn. "That being said I know that Riven has yet to give you the tour, but we were wondering if perhaps you would like to join us in a little bondage play session? From your file it says that you have had some training in it but would like more, so we would be remiss if we didn't invite you to join us."

Newlyn was caught a little off-guard by the offer, but when he heard what the two dragons were inviting him to do he couldn't help but lick his lips while nodding. They were right that he had some experience in the subject, partially from his training at the Factory along with a few times that his master decided to put those cuffs to good use and strapped him down to the bed, but from the sound of it these dragons enjoyed something a little more... intense. As they led him down through a hallway to another section of Dragon Heaven he found himself walking through what felt like the storage area for a theatre, and as they walked through the huge, dark space he realized while he might have been right on the store part it wasn't props they were keeping up there. Loud grunts and moans could be heard in various cages as Newlyn saw a number of rubber dragons completely immobilized, some of them even suctioned up in a sleep sack that left them wiggling while a hood had been secured to their neck by a locked collar.

Pyre looked back and could see the stunned look on Newlyn's face, chuckling and reassuring him that this would not be his fate unless he asked for it as they continued towards a freight elevator. Once they were loaded in they left the space, which the two called The Aviary, and went down past the main backstage area of the former theatre and down to the space below. Unlike The Aviary the basement was sectioned off and was a maze of concrete tunnels, the two handlers guiding Newlyn around until they eventually got to one of the steel doors and opened them. The two stepped back and allowed Newlyn to step through first, and when he did he gasped at what awaited him on the other side.

There were already three dragons that were chained up against the wall, their arms hanging above them with their entire heads covered by thick latex hoods that were one solid piece. "As you can see we had several that we started the party with already," Pyre said as he pointed to the red and blue rubber dragon on the far left. "That one there is Shawn, the bronze boy next to him is Mitch and the purple eastern is Conrad. They'll introduce themselves later as I'm sure you can see they're a bit preoccupied at the moment."

Newlyn just found himself nodding as he noticed that each of the restrained rubber dragons had some sort of rubber dildo or tentacle pushed up into their tailholes and that the throbbing rubber bulges that contained their cocks appeared to be vibrating. For a brief moment he wondered if he would be joining them, but it appeared the two had other ideas for him as they led him to a series of straps that hung from the ceiling. "So I know that it should be obvious from look alone," Pyre said as he moved Newlyn towards the multitude of straps and began to connect two of them to the cuffs on his wrists. "But you're all rubber, right?"

"Oh, yeah," Newlyn replied, stretching open his maw to show off his latex throat while he also pulled his tongue to inhuman lengths briefly before letting it revert back. "Full conversion, why?"

"Our training methods differ between those wearing the suit and those being the suit," Pyre explained. "Since Dragon Heaven caters to both we have to make sure that a rubber creature is actually fully rubber, especially since it allows for increased flexibility in areas that count. While we still take precautions to make sure you're not uncomfortable or hurting you I don't have to worry about throwing your spine out of alignment since you probably don't really have one, which means we can do things like this."

Newlyn let out a sudden yelp as he felt his feet leave the ground, the other rubber dragon pulling him up into the air as his legs kicked out instinctively. They both chuckled before Tundra lowered him back to the ground so they could finish with his preparations, putting more straps around his forearms and also connecting them to the purple rubber cuffs around his biceps. At the same time Tundra had moved in and put a few of the latex bindings on his shoulders and connected several to the collar around his neck. Once they were done with that Pyre surprised the other dragon by pulling his arms around to his back and wrapping his wrists and arms in several bindings that kept them together. The iridescent fire dragon explained that it would help his stability, especially when they took one of the largest rubber bands and wrapped it around his waist and his arms to keep them together as well.

As soon as they had finished making the black and purple dragon unable to move anything from the waist up they once more lifted him up into the air, causing him to squirm slightly when he was unable to brace himself against anything. "Now while Tundra is finishing up with your legs," Pyre explained, feeling the other synthetic creature attaching something to his ankle cuffs and feeling his legs get spread apart by them. "I will be putting the finishing touches on your head, and then we're going to have ourselves some fun."

Newlyn saw what the finishing touches entailed as Pyre held up a muzzle made of rubber straps and a hood that would cover everything on his head but his snout, the handler applying the former onto him first. As it was secured onto him and latched to the back of his head he found that with great effort he could open his mouth, but only a few inches before it was snapped back into place. Once it had been secured over him the hood came next, his vision going black and everything going silent as the thick rubber pressed against him like it was practically suctioning to his skin. Though he could still slightly hear the two rubber dragons talking he wasn't sure what they were saying as he hung there completely suspended and restrained by the straps that covered most of his body at that point.

For a few seconds the black and purple rubber dragon hung there waiting to see what would happen, his body swaying slightly from side to side before he felt himself get stopped. He turned his head slightly to try and figure out what was going on but then he began to get the sensation of something pressing against his lips. It didn't take much to figure out what it was being pushed into his maw, feeling the ridges of the dragon's rubber member spreading open his muzzle. With the straps against his mouth it kept him from opening wide, which meant it was the cock that spread him open as he began to feel a similar sensation happening at his tailhole.

The only thing Newlyn could do was hang there as the two muscular rubber dragon's penetrated him from both ends, his body still swaying slightly despite feeling those strong hands on his head and hips. The last time he had been restrained this intensely was at the Raven's Factory and those were tentacles training him to be able to take such insertions with ease. As his head was leaned up he felt something attach to the bondage keeping his draconic snout shut and realized that Pyre had made it so his head was permanently angled to be horizontal with the rest of his body while it slid further inside of him. For the restrained dragon it turned out to be rather pleasant to not have to hold up his head himself, instead allowing his body to relax as he felt Tundra's thicker maleness stretch open his hole and spread his synthetic insides.

Both Tundra and Pyre watched the rubber dragon between them shuddering and quivering in pleasure, locked in the euphoria of their cocks inside him as he was unable to do anything but hang there. "Definitely got ourselves a winner here," Pyre said as he pushed forward, watching the hood-covered throat of the male between them bulge and stretch with the outline of his maleness. "How long did Riven say we had him for?"

"A week," Tundra replied as he pushed his own smooth length into Newlyn's tailhole, using the momentum from Pyre's thrust to get even deeper inside of him. "And before you ask there is no way that we're going to be able to keep him, this is a temporary boarding situation and his real master will be back in that week to claim him."

"A shame," Pyre stated, rubbing his hands on the head of the dragon he was thrusting into to spur Newlyn on even more to suck and lick. "After this we should take him to the bar, that way he could properly meet the rest of our little clan when they actually have the ability to speak."

The two continued to spit-roast the suspended rubber dragon slave until all three of them had gotten their fun, Tundra leaning in and stroking the latex cock of the one between them before they released Newlyn from his bondage. Once they were done with that they cleaned him up and also went over to get the other three out, the dragon known as Shawn immediately scurrying away once he was told the time while the other two hung around. They properly introduced themselves as Mitch and Conrad and asked Newlyn about himself while they walked back up towards Dragon Heaven proper. They were slightly surprised that he was already claimed by a master, stating that such a thing was rare in their group and that they usually hung out together.

It was definitely strange for Newlyn as he continued to hang around the two handlers and their friends for a while, getting food in the process from the bar as he watched other rubber dragons get set up on the stage. He saw that they were the ones from the Aviary, the restrained creatures on display for all to see and cheer at as he watched them squirm and growl. One in particular that came on a little later then the others he recognized as Shawn, the dark blue and red dragon seemingly the most active as he heard his friends cheer him on as well. While it was certainly a sight to see he suddenly felt a pang of need in his chest and he told the others that he was going to turn in for the night and thanking them for their hospitality.

Though they were sad to see him go they all gave him a nod of understanding and Newlyn attempted to trace his way back to the apartment he was staying at for the week. After a few wrong turns, which exposed him to some very interesting themes that Dragon Heaven catered too, he finally found himself back in the hallway of doors. He had clipped the key card to his harness and used it to open his door, stepping inside and breathing of sigh of contentment. While he had gotten a lot of fun times from the rubber dragons that were partying below it had started to become a little overwhelming, plus there was something else on his mind as he went over to the tablet and brought up the communications screen.

Newlyn connected the screen to the television and waited until the bright blue was replaced with the head of a draconic sabrewolf with a background of a hotel room behind him. "Well hello there pet," Serathin said as he looked into the screen. "I wasn't quite expecting to hear from you so soon, is everything alright there?"

"Everything is great master," Newlyn replied quickly. "You definitely picked a place where I can feel at home, though not quite like yours. How was the trip?"

"Ugh, long, boring," Serathin said as he moved his position, laying down on the bed instead. "Wish you were here to massage the tension out of my muscles, going to be hard to sleep tonight. That and the fact I realized that I'll be sleeping alone for the first time."

Newlyn nodded and laid back as well, not only to relax but to allow his master to see his shiny body which brought a smile to both their muzzles. "Perhaps next time you can smuggle me in your luggage," the rubber dragon joked. "But seriously I am having a good time here, I can't wait to show you the things that I think I'm going to pick up at this place."

"It does seem that you're fitting in quite nicely," Serathin said as he held up his phone, which had a picture of Newlyn on it along with some text that he couldn't read. "Just got the first day report and says that you are acclimating and that you play very well with others. Sent me a video too."

As the rubber dragon saw the thumbnail on the phone he began to blush, which caused the draconic-sabrewolf to chuckle. "I hope you don't mind," Newlyn said as he curled his legs around, taking his fingers and playing with his rubber shaft. "If anything it only makes me more horny for you master."

"I wouldn't have left you there otherwise," Serathin replied with a wink, lowering the camera to show that one hand was also on his throbbing erection. "I have to say that I definitely enjoyed the performance and will have to look into that as an investment for future sessions. Speaking of such things I've also scheduled you for a special training session tomorrow, something that I think you're going to really like."

"Oh?" Newlyn said, still stroking himself as he watched his master do the same. "What is it?"

"Patience pet," Serathin stated with a chuckle. "You'll see tomorrow. Now as much fun as it is playing with myself while watching you do the same I have a press meeting early tomorrow and need to sleep, you keep enjoying yourself and look forward to your surprise!"