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Chapter 2

Arthur opened his eyes and looked around. For a moment couldn't remember a thing, his thought hurt and it was hard to breath. All at once he the whole event came back and he sat up quickly in a bed that wasn't his.

"Dratine?!" he searched the room but saw nothing he knew. He leapt from the bed and went to the window. The sun was setting and the woods outside were bathed in a soft gold. he knew the area and where he was. "Daniel! Daniel, where are you?!" he bounded down the stairs three at a time and came to find Daniel asleep. Daniel was waking up as he approached.

Seeing him made Daniel leapt and pounced on Arthur chest, knocking the air from him, he hugged his friend tight and started to cry. "I though you wouldn't make it. Oh, Arthur I'm sorry. There was nothing I could do for her."

Arthur could feel Daniel's body shaking on top of him. He pushed Daniel off his chest and regarded him. "Daniel, what happened? Where is Dratine?" When he didn't answer right away he began to shake him violently, "damn it, tell me!" He looked into his eyes and saw his fear. He released him and took a step back, "Daniel, I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

The second he was free Daniel scarred up a wall and cradled into a small alcove. He drew his knees to his chest and sat there shivering. Arthur stood there not saying anything for a long time. He had seen his friend act like this before. Daniel acted more like an animal and a civilized fur when on his own. He would often run on all fours if he was excited or scared. "I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please, I have to know what happened and you're the only one who can tell me, please Daniel!"

There was another long silence before he spoke "Arthur... there was nothing I could do, I'm sorry. I wanted to help but I was afraid. You saw those other dragons, they were huge. You're the bravest person I know and even you couldn't stop them." he came slowly out of the hole and sat down in a chair across from Arthur.

"Do you know where they took her?" he asked, forcing his voice to remain calm. "I need to know Daniel, do you know where she is?!"

Daniel nodded, "They said something about Draken, and they were heading west. That could only mean one thing." He looked up at Arthur who had his head down, his fists were tightly clenched.

Arthur began moving to the door but Daniel cut him off and blocked his way. "Move! I have to go after them!"

"You're no match for them and you know it!" Daniel pleaded, "Don't through your life away!"

Arthur looked down at his friend, he knew what he said was true but he didn't care. He push Daniel aside, knocking him to the ground, "I'm going!" was all he said as her walked out the door.

It didn't take long for Arthur to reach his shop. In his rage and frustration he had walked the half mile in only fifteen minutes. He pushed the door open and went to work gathering supplies. He knew the trip to mount crag would take at least five days and he needed to be prepared.

It was then he came upon a small problem, 'I don't have a weapon' he thought. In a town like Faredrin people didn't keep weapons, or even lock doors for that matter. He looked around him for something to use but the best he could come up with was a hammer or pokers. He sat to ponder his predicament when a long peace of scrap metal caught his eye. A grim thought came to his lips as the idea struck him, 'I'll just make one'.

Sara was in high spirits today. After a quick nape and an hour or two grooming her self she was on her way to Arthur's. She had wanted to ask Dratine how the date had gone but she wasn't at home, no matter, it just gave her an excuse to see Arthur. Once she had arrived at Arthur's shop she could hear metal being struck. She knocked on the door and waited. "It's me," she called to him. "I wanted to know how things went last night." A few seconds latter Arthur answered the door and Sara nearly fainted.

Arthur was just finishing his sword when the knock came, at first he didn't intent to answer but when Sara's voice called out to him he suddenly felt the need for a friend. He opened the door and Sara brought her hands to her mouth to stifle a gasp. Arthur's fur was covered in dirt and blood. He looked as if he had crawled or been dragged a great distance and the look on his face was dire.

"Oh my god Arthur, what happened?" Sara asked as she looked him up and down.

Arthur motioned for her to come in and she took a seat near his work stool, noting the sword of all things cooling near by.

"Dratine's gone; some people came and stole her this morning." Arthur said

Sara sat dumbstruck; sure she wanted Dratine out of her way but not like this. "What do you plan to do?" she asked after a moment.

Arthur looked up at her as if it were the dumbest question ever spoken, "I'm going to get her back!" he said as he stood up and grabbed the sword "I'll slice those dragon bastards to ribbons and mount the Counts head on a stick!". Sara's eyes went wide at the mention of dragons and the Count that ruled their lands.

"Its suicide!" she cried and jumped out of her chair. She hugged Arthur around the chest and squeezed him tight, mashing her breasts into him. "Please, don't do it!" she pleaded.

"I have to," Arthur said as he took hold of her shoulders but didn't draw her away from him "and there's no arguing it with me Sara I'm going to save her-"

Before her could finish Sara pressed her lips to is and forced her tongue into his mouth. Arthur was so stunned he couldn't move, Sara broke the kiss and looked into his eyes as tears flowed from hers "Arthur I love you, I'm yours for the taking. You can do what ever you want to me and I swear I'll cherish ever moment of it. Can't you just accept that Dratine is lost to you and see the truth that's right before your eyes; that I'm meant for you and you for me?" She buried her face in his furry chest again and wept, Arthur couldn't bring himself to push her away but her words changed nothing, he was going to save Dratine no matter the cost.

When Sara's sobs subsided Arthur pulled himself from her and tried to look as calm and friendly as he could. "I'm sorry Sara, I love you, I do. But its Dratine I'm in love with and there's no changing that." he held her a moment longer as she took in his words; then she broke from his grasp and ran out of his shop crying. Once she was gone Arthur returned to his work and began to sharpen his sword. 'Good bye Sara, I hope you find the love you couldn't get from me.' He knew he probably wouldn't be coming back alive, but it didn't matter, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't at least try and save Dratine.

The sun was just peaking over the horizon when Arthur immerged from his blacksmith shop. In his belt hung a sword and on his back was strapped a shield. He held a brown sack over his shoulder that held his food and other supplies for the journey. He looked down the main street of the village he had spent his whole life in and now would probably never see again. He sighed and started west towards ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Mount Crag and Count Draken. He said a final good bye to his home and friends as he walked down the road, and wished them the best.

As he reached the edge of town he spotted two shapes in the distance further up the road, as he got closer he recognized them as Daniel and Sara. They had seen him by now and hurried to greet him. "If you're here to try and stop me," Arthur said never stopping as he walked, "then you're wasting your time. My minds made up."

"We know," Sara said in a matter of fact tone, "that why we're going with you.

Arthur froze in place and turned to regard his two closes friends. "Your what?" he said in shocked disbelief

"We're coming with you to save Dratine." Daniel said, "and there not a damn thing you can say to stop us, our minds are made up as well." Arthur noticed that Daniel was wearing a poncho, which was the most he had ever seen him ware, and he had a bag slung across his shoulder that was filled with clay jars.

Arthur smiled deeply and hugged both his friends tightly, "Thanks you guys." he said in a cracking voice as tears ran down his cheeks.

Sara patted his shoulder and said, "Hay, don't forget Dratine is just as much our friend as she is yours, and we're not going to stand by while the two people we love most are in danger."

"That's right," Daniel said "Dratine is very important to us and so are you. Don't you worry; we'll get her back in no time."

After a long moment Arthur backed away from his friends and together they headed west. After a while something occurred to Arthur and when Daniel was out of ear shot he asked Sara, "Hey, since when do you know Daniel? I thought me and Dratine were the only ones who knew him."

"Well last night I came back to your shop to try and talk you out of this again and there he was, curled up in front of your shop waiting for you. We got to talking and he told me what happened." Sara's face was very solemn as she looked up at him.

Arthur didn't say anything for a while and then, "OW! What did you do that for?" He rubbed his arm where Sara just punched him roughly.

"That's for not telling me about Daniel," she said with a sly grin. "You know I love flowers and he could use all the friends he can get." She was trying to take Arthur's mind off Dratine's plight and it had worked. For the next couple hours they exchanged stories and other small talk.

When Dratine awoke her head hurt and she was alone in some dark room. "Arthur, are you there?" she asked with a groan as she tried to clear the fog from her mind. Once she was coherent the whole event with the other two dragons came back to her and she jumped from the bed and tried to run, not that she knew where it was she was running to but anywhere would be better than wherever those monsters had taken her.

She made it only five feet from the bed that she had awoken in before she was jerked back. It was then she noticed the heavy chain that was clamped around her left wing joint. She tugged and pulled but it would not give way. That sounds of her struggles must have alerted someone because foot steps could be heard approaching her. There was the sound of a steel bar sliding back and all of a sudden Dratine's eyes were assaulted by fire light. The figure that stood in what was apparently a doorway was massive, almost twice her size.

"Awake I see," boomed a terrifying voice, "I hope my nephews weren't too rough with you." He took a step into the room and the light from behind him flooded in, the room was solid stone construction. It was shaped much like a "D" with a bed in the center of the straight and a door across and to the left of that. On the far right wall was a window but there was no moon to light the room this night.

Dratine made a break for the window but forgot about the chain and halted inches from her goal, she screamed in pain as her wing joint was nearly ripped from the socket. Once the pain had subsided she moved as far away from the silhouetted figure as her bonds would allow. "What do you want with me?"

"Well, that is very simple my dear," he said in mock kindness, "I want you to be my new mate."

"Your what?!?!" she didn't know what was stronger, her shock or disgust.

"You're going to be my mate, you see there are very few females left in this area and you are in prime condition." At the last word a lustful grin crept across his face as his eyes roamed his captive.

Dratine looked down and to her horror found she was nude. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest and brought her legs to her chest in an attempted to hide herself. The large dragon only laughed. "I will never be your mate, now let me go."

"I think not." he said and tossed her the dress she had been wearing the night before. He then walked over to the wall and picked up a torch and lit it with his own fire.

Dratine hurriedly slipped the dress over her head and looked about her self. With this new source of light she could see more of her surroundings. The bed she sat in was a king size bed with a high, thick head and foot board. The chain on her wing led to a spot above the head board and was fused with the wall. It allowed her ten or so feet to move in and was very strong. There was also a bucket of water and a basin next to the bet.

"Go away," she yelled and turned her head to look out the window. "I'm not going to be your mate so don't bother."

"Well that's where you're wrong, dear," he said in an overly seductive voice. "Weather you want to be my mate or not is not concern of mine, on the full moon we will mate."

Dratine looked back at him and started to crawl away from him as he made his way closer to her. "What are you saying? You wouldn't dare-"

Draken cut her off abruptly, "Dare what? All I need is your body to serve my purposes. Once you have laid me a clutch of eggs then I'll consider letting you go."

"I'd sooner die!" she said, her fear betrayed her as she tried to sound determined.

Draken only laughed, "yes, you go right ahead and kill yourself, but know this: if you do I will personally see to it that your village is burned to the ground, along with every living soul in it." His voice was still calm as he spoke, emphasizing the fact that this was no mere threat. "I have watched you for a long time now and I know all about the rodents you care about, that nasty fox Arthur and that hermit of a skunk Daniel."

Thoughts of her friends flashed before her eyes, she knew he wouldn't hesitate to do what he threatened. She tilted her head down, "alright, I will be your mate," she said in a tone of pure hopelessness. If she could save her friends, then it was all she could do.

Draken laughed "I thought you would see it my way. That's why I'm here in fact." This comment drew her gaze, "I thought I would give you a taste of what's to come, literally."

Dratine panicked and tried to move away but he caught her by the throat and pulled her over the high foot board, forcing her to her knees before him. She opened her eyes to see his long member inches from her face and fully erect, she knew what he meant to do to her. Fear griped her anew, not only of his intent but the shear pain it could bring. He was as thick as her upper arm and ten full inches long if not greater. Thoughts raced through her head, 'run' came one thought but there was nowhere to go 'bite it, tear the vile thing right off' but that was immediately followed by what he had said "burned to the ground". There was nothing she could do but to submit to him.

His laughter roared with delight as he saw her accept her fate. "You know what to do," he said as a grin split his face, to further show this he thrust forward and poked her in the mouth with the head of his cock.

She turned her head and grimaced but knew there was no way to avoiding it, reluctantly she turned back and prepared her self. She closed her eyes as tight as she could and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She slowly moved forward, fighting the urge to be sick, she felt her tongue touched the head of his prick and she hesitantly started licking it.

Draken laughed a little but took no pleasure from her attempt. Either she didn't know what she was doing or she was holding back, "kiss it," he coached "taste the shaft a little, put some heart into it."

Dratine drew back her tongue, almost gagging from the taste, and put her lips on the prick and began giving it small kisses, all the while not opening her eyes, the look of disgust never leaving her face either, nor her tears that were streaming down her pale cheeks.

Draken was getting bored with what she was doing and decided to do things himself. He brought his hand down and clutched her jaw, forcing her mouth open and slid his dick deep into her throat.

Dratine gasped and her eyes flew open in shock as the filthy thing entered her mouth and tried to force its way down her throat. Her first instinct was to bite down but she didn't dare to. She felt his hands rest on her back and push her lower, forcing her to tilt her head back with the cock still in her mouth. Then she felt it sliding deeper inside her, making its way down her throat and into her esophagus, cutting off her air supply.

She tried to gag it back up but as the muscles contracted around it he only moaned, "That's it," he said with a small sigh, "that feels so good, your getting better at this." She began to sob as he made her feel used and dirty with that one comment.

He held it there for what seemed like an eternity before he drew back. She inhaled quickly threw her nose as his hands come up on either side of her head and held her in place. Tears continued to roll down her cheeks from his taunts and the thought of what he was doing to her.

The repugnant thing slid down her throat again and didn't stop until Dratine's nose was pressed against his stomach. He thrust into her again and again as his grip held her mouth and throat aligned for him. Over and over again she felt it pass over her tongue and down her esophagus causing her to gag, and only furthering his pleasure. He moaned louder and increased his speed as he continued to fuck her face. She felt his sack knock against her chin each time he plunged back down and when she felt his cock throb and his moans turned to grunts she knew what was about to happen, she closed her eyes and tried not to feel it but it was to no avail. Draken gave one more deep thrust and squeezed her face as his cock exploded down her throat. He started to pull out before the torrent of his cum had ceased and let it cover every inch of her tongue and mouth. He even let it fall from her lips so he could spray her face.

She could taste the vile substance as it flowed over her tongue, bitter and thick like tar as it was forced first into her stomach, then over her tongue. She thought she would be granted an end to this torture when he left her mouth, only to face further humiliation and he unloaded the remainder of his seed into her hair, face and dress. She could feel the hot liquid seeping down her body to cover her breasts; she had been marked as his now.

When he was finally done his hands came away and she fell to the ground gasping for air, his cum flowed from her mouth and pooled on the floor. When she had her air she began to gag and she heaved the contents of her stomach adding to the already large pile of thick white fluid.

He laughed as he watched her squirm on the floor. "Ah, what's the matter?" he asked in the sarcastic tone reserved for children, "you don't like the taste of me. Well, not to worry, we can just pump it out from the other side."

She didn't comprehend his meaning at first, and then she felt him grab the back of her dress and lift her up, causing the heavy chain on her wing to rattle. He practically dropped her on her stomach against the foot board. She coughed as the wind was knocked out of her and struggled to regain it. When she felt her dress being lifted over her tail she understood what he meant.

"No, please," she begged in hurried tones, "not that, anything but-"

Draken paid no attention to her pleas. He lifted her thick tail and positioned himself at the hole just beneath it, then in one quick, powerful motion he forced his way deep inside her bowels.

"AHHHHHHH!!!!!" Dratine screamed at the top of her lungs, a scream that would turn a man's blood cold only helped to get Draken's running hotter. Above her outcry she could hear something like the sound of ripping fabric. She knew all to well what it was, the wall of her anus strained to fit the intruder and failed, tearing under the pressure. She had tried to clench shut but it didn't even serve to slow him and only increased the damage done to her.

Draken hilted his cock inside her and paused, basking in her tightness "marvelous, I hope your other hole is this tight, I think I'm going to enjoy this more than I thought." he laughed and drew himself back until the head was all that was inside her, blood gushed out of her rectal cavity as he exited. "Uh oh, I think you sprang a leak, allow me to plug it!" he drove into her again, digging into her hips with his talons and pulling her into him.

Dratine let out another scream of pain and clutched the foot board; her grip on it was so tight her claws were buried deep into the wood until it was crushed. Again and again he thrust himself inside her and basked in her screams of pain and he nearly slit her in twain. After some amount of time, in her condition seconds seemed like hours, she sagged over the foot board, his force kept the air from her lungs and she couldn't even manage to wail. Her throat was sore from screaming and she could just barely manage a hard, raspy breath. So she hung limply over the foot board, a whimpered cry all she could manage. Tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto sheets a few feet in front of her, propelled be her jerking body as he pounded into her, grunting and moaning as he did so.

Draken was having the most fun he had had in years, his new mate, slave, plaything, which ever you want to call her, was bringing him more pleasure then he had had in a long time. He looked down her limp form and halted, the little bitch had passed out. He grabbed the end of her tattered braid and pulled her face to his, indeed she was out cold. He thought for a moment as to how to bring her around and thought of it. His claws had dug and tore into her tender flesh around her hips; he reached into a small flap of skin and ripped the gash open with a hard tug.

Dratine's eyes flew open and what ever energy she had gained from her short rest flew from her body in an ear piercing scream. Draken continued with his thrusting, holding Dratine's head back by her hair so he could see the pain and tears in her eyes.

He felt himself reaching his peak and with a few more hard thrusts he came, though this time he didn't cum inside her, instead he pulled out at the last second and unloaded a heavy load of his seed all over the under side of her tail and her ass and even up her back. His cum flowed down her thighs and dripped down to her toes.

As he backed away he wiped himself clean on her dress, pressing her tail back down and replacing her dress so his seed would be stuck between her and the fabric. Dratine slid to the floor and sat on her knees, not moving, her eyes wide with shock, pain and tears.

Draken walked to the door and turned to look at her, her body was covered in his cum and her dress was stained with it and her blood, which was now flowing from the large hole he had torn in her ass and mixed with his own fluid that had pooled on the floor. "Maybe now you understand your place." he said in a not overly harsh but still stern tone. As he walked out of the room he heard a wet slap and saw she had slumped to the floor and lied limply in the mess which surrounded her, her body still twitching on the cold floor. Her eyes were wide with a pain that was not enough to allow her to pass out.

A sound caught his ear as he looked at her and Dratine spoke, "c-cold, please..." her body was too weak to allow her more speech that and her tone was little more than a whisper from a broken soul.

"Well I can see you're tired, so I'll leave you to rest." He said with a chuckle, "if you're a good girl maybe I'll let you have a blanket tomorrow." With that final sentence he left, snuffing out the torch and closing the door behind him leaving Dratine alone and cold in the dark room. Dratine couldn't even move and started to cry aloud, 'Arthur, please come for me.' After what seemed like hours in the cold room with pain racking her torn and broken body sleep finally took her.

Draken made his way back to his study when Bormow intercepted him. "Boss, word is her little fox boy is coming for her." he said, "Do you want us to go take care of him for you?"

Draken thought about this for a second then smiled to himself, "no, he is no threat to us. Besides this might be fun, have one of our men meet him in the next town and get close to him. This fox will make for a good warning later if our young female decides to do anything stupid like trying to kill her self." He waved a dismissive hand at him and Bormow took off to see his will done. This was becoming all the more fun by the moment.

A small monkey, one of Draken's slaves walked up to him with a bow "your orders master?" the slave asked in a frightened voice.

"go clean up the mess in there." He said and pointed to Dratine's room. As the slave bowed again and walked past he gave it a swift boot in the ass and caused him to fall flat on his face.