Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 12 - ** Morning Offers**

SPOILER WARNING : If you are new to the story, this chapter contains plot and character development spoilers for the over all story. This is an onging story, and this chapter assumes you know the story and characters.

Tamira stirred sleepily, feeling warm and safe in her bed. She snuggled into the soft silken sheets, half asleep and not wanting to wake all the way up. She felt good. So very good. Her whole body was tingling in a pleasant way, feeling hot and sensual. She let out a soft moan of pleasure and woke a bit more, her hand cupping her own breast and enjoying the sensations flowing up through her from between her legs. With a start she came fully awake, or as awake as she could be through the haze of pleasure already coursing through her. She groans, feeling a dragon tongue between her thighs, licking and stroking her like it did last night. She tried to get up, her hand falling away from her breast but was held down, legs pressed open with dragon paws and strength that was not needed, her thighs parting at the touch this time.

"I think we woke her..." said a deep dragon voice. Rahmor worked a unicorn breast with his fingers, enjoying the feel of his slave under his paw. "Deal with your slave and then we can continue her training."

Tamira shivered from the words, and the tongue as it slurped noisily from her sex and the dragoness slid from the bed, pulling come of the covers with her and allowing Tamira to see out for the first time since crawling under them last night.

"Yes... I am going to have to do something about his lack of control" she said and glared at the stallion, still chained kneeling at the foot of the bed, still with a forced erection. She unlocked his wrists from the bed and yanked him to his feet, locking his wrist cuffs behind his back as he watched silently and in fear.

The stallion did his best to stand still, but his legs hurt so from kneeing all night. He yowled as his Mistress smacked the underside of his cock and made it slam up against his belly before bouncing back for another blow. "Ahhhhhh!"

"You. Do. Not. Cum. Without. Permission" said the dragoness slowly, punctuating every word with a slap to his cock, bouncing it off him with each hit, like she were playing some sort of sport with it. She finished off with an underhanded slap to his balls and grabbed his throat as he buckled, holding him up, legs quivering. "And you certainly do not touch Master Rahmor's property without permission. Is that UNDERSTOOD slut?"

"Yes Mistress!" squealed the stallion as he writhed from the blows. "Never again, I promise Mistress!"

Tamira watched the two, glancing over at her Master now and then as he also watched. His hands roamed over her body idly, caressing and petting her body and she willed herself to stay still and take it. She knew he would punish her too if she did not allow him to touch her as he pleased.

Zoriah hissed, "I don't think you do. Maybe I should sell you to Mistress Skyla and stop wasting my time on an horse with no self control."

The stallion whimpered, looking insulted at being called a horse but too fearful to protest.

Rahmor snorted, "Don't be silly, pet. She has enough stallions as it is."

Zoriah grinned, "You're just jealous because she has more than you. Now... lets see what Master has that might teach a bad unicorn a lesson." She gave her stallion a quick slap to his muzzle and walked over to a very large chest, inlaid with gold and diamonds and opened it up. "Hmmm.. nipple clamps.. nipple clamps.. nipple weights.. a gag, that's good. Hmm... no... maybe more over here..."

Tamira looked over as she heard her Master murmur a command to the slave in the alcove. The slave left with a nod and a "Yes Master" and walked out of the bedchamber. Hardly a minute passed before the slave brought in yet another furry on a leash, the skunk walking on her hands and knees. She wondered if she was going to join the three of them in bed but she only knelt at the side of the bed and opened her mouth. More oral sex she wondered as she watched her Master roll onto his side and offer up his limp cock to the slave girl who took it in her mouth and simply sat there, watching. Tamira was glad she wasn't giving him a blow job this time when she saw Rahmor relax and let out a hiss of pleasure and the skunkette screwed her eyes shut and began to swallow furiously. Tamira held her breath in disgust, was he.. pissing into her mouth? She caught the acrid smell of it and knew she was right and felt a bit faint.

Rahmor mrrrrrred and his cock pulsed, twitching several times as he finished, giving the skunk girl a pat as she swallowed one last time and then licked at the few drops dripping from his cock-tip. He turned to Tamira with a smirk, "Need to use her services, slave?"

Tamira shook her head violently, "No!" She caught her self just in time and hastily said, "I mean no thank you, Master."

Rahmor chuckled with a nod, "Don't wet the bed." He waved a hand at the skunk, "Take her back to her cell" he ordered.

Zoriah dug deeply into the chest and finally let out an ahhh. "You always have the best toys, Sir" she said as she pulled out what looked like some sort of crazy mouse trap with various straps hanging from it.

The stallion looked once at the contraption and then away, not wanting to see any more details. He looked straight ahead as he felt his Mistress removing the band from his cock and groaned at the fresh pain as his cock finally began to shrink. Gods it hurt after being constricted and forced erect all those hours. If he wasn't a unicorn he might very well have done it permanent damage. He felt a tug at his bridle and followed, still not watching as he was tied tight with his back to a post that sat next to the stage. He couldn't move at all now, even his ankles were bound, feet on either side of the post, legs spread.

Zoriah knelt down and hefted the trap. It was a small square cage a bit bigger than an adult erect penis. There was a loose plate at the very end opposite the opening. The bottom side of the cage extended several inches further out and had a circular hole in it. The hole was currently blocked by a solid piece of metal. As Zoriah pulled back on something underneath the metal withdrew from the hole, revealing itself to be a small, very sharp guillotine.

The stallion finally looked down at the noises and whimpered, eyed going wide and jerking at his bonds when the device locked into place with a loud click. He watched his Mistress poke at the plate with a talon and when it was pushed, the guillotine slammed home, slicing across the hole. He squirmed and pulled at his bonds, "No.. no.. please.. no Mistress.."

Zoriah set the device down and stood, taking the protesting stallions chin with a hand and shoving the ball gag into his mouth before strapping it in tight. Smiling at the loud 'mrrrrpmh' noises she bent down again and reset the device once more, and then placed the end over the tip of his sheath, his balls neatly hanging through the metal circle. She hissed in pleasure as she strapped it to both of his thighs, then around the post itself to keep it tightly in place. It only shifted a little as the stallion squirmed and she reached under to stroke his balls tenderly, "Get hard again boy, and you will not longer be one."

The stallion whined and drooled but could not protest or beg for mercy. He moaned at the ball fondling, worried she would play with them until he got hard, but she instead clamped her fingers down and made him howl in his gag.

"I could keep squeezing until you would beg for the blade to snap shut and remove the source of all your agony.. but I have better things to do." She let him suffer a bit longer under the terrible pressure and then let him go, making her way back to the bed.

Tamira swallowed dryly as she imagined what would happen if that stallion got aroused again. She had no love for him but this was a cruel and terrible punishment for merely, well, being a stallion. Even if he WAS a jerk too she thought. She gasped as her Masters hands closed firmly over her breasts and pulled. It took her a moment to realise he was guiding her and she moved with his hands, getting up to a kneeling position and facing him.

"One more lesson today my slave... one I am going to enjoy very much." He took her head in his hands as his tail pulled the covers off of him. He lay relaxed on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, flat on his back. "Show me your cock-sucking skills slave."

Tamira nodded obediently and bent down to work, using her broad tongue as she had been taught, kissing, fondling and sucking at his balls and shaft as it erected to jut upward. She worked her way to the tip and then began to take him, eyes closed as she concentrated on swallowing his length, tail lashing out behind her at the uncomfortable feeling of the large, angular shape moving down her throat as she pressed her lips all the way to his belly. She sucked for a bit and then slid back off to take several gasping breaths, and prepared to go down again."

"That's enough my slave... now kneel over my cock. It's time you learned what it feels like to be fucked by your Master. It will be your first time with me.. and the first you have taken ANY male, am I not correct?"

Tamira moaned but nodded, "Yes Master... you will.. be my first."

"Good. Now kneel over my hips, and my cock" he ordered with a growl.

She climbed carefully over the prone dragon, her knees on both sides of his hips, sitting up as high as she could to try and keep away from that cock. Her hands gripped the tops of her thighs as she held the position.

Zoriah crawled over to them and wrapped a hand around Rahmor's shaft, pointing it up at the pink unicorn sex. The tip nearly touched it, looking thick and hard and dangerous against her soft white pubic fur. Licking the unicorns neck she whispered, "You will learn to love this, little slave." She got comfortable on her side, head lowering to lick up along Rahmor's shaft and planting a firm kiss against Tamira's sex.

Tamira shivered at the touch, she was still turned on from the earlier licking. She let out a moan as the dragoness tongued her clit and lips, getting them wet once more. Firm hands took her breasts and she looked down at her Master, his talons pressed to her tender orbs. Once more he was guiding her with them as he pulled down and she reluctantly followed. "Ahhhh..." she said as the dragons cock pressed up against her sex. She felt her lips being stretched around the hard tip and grimaced. Even the crudest dildo she had used was far smoother and more pleasant than this she thought. And she was far from a size queen, she preferred her toys small and operated with a delicate touch.

Rahmor kept a firm grip on his slaves breasts and pulled down once more, guiding her slowly, but steadily down onto his cock. He let out another growl as he felt the soft silky grip of the mares nearly virgin sex. "Rrrrr... such a tight little bitch..." he exclaimed, his cock throbbing in Zoriah's grip.

Tamira whined at the words and the feel of the cock entering her. It felt so strange... far too large to be a finger, but clearly alive as it invaded her body. She moaned again as her clit was lapped by the dragoness, the tongue darting here and there to caress and lubricate the cock raping her. She closed her eyes. It might be a gentle one, but nothing could change the fact that she was being raped by a dragon, and was even forced to shove herself onto the bastards cock. She writhed as the entire cockhead finally entered her, the rounded spikes feeling odd as they moved upward, the saw-like ridges on the underside grinding against her sex and soon up into her vagina as she followed her Masters guiding hands.

Zoriah licked and kissed both the unicorn sex and the dragons cock, mrrring and enjoying the sight and sounds of the mare being forced to take her first cock. "Oh Sir... such a wonderful fucking this mare is going to get."

Wonderful was far from how Tamira felt as she sat down on more and more of the cock. It felt like she was being raped with the dragons fist and that she was about to split down the middle. She clenched her teeth as her breasts were pulled insistently and her insides were poked and scraped by the demoniacally shaped cock. "Uhhhh..." she let out as she finally settled onto the dragon's hips. She could feel the cocktip pressing up painfully now, bottoming out due to it's length. She looked down at her belly, sure she could see a bulge there.

Another despairing voice joined hers as the stallion struggled in his bonds. His cock was half erect, unable to keep his eyes off the unicorns ass so nicely displayed, seeing her sitting down on the dragons cock. He screwed his eyes tightly shut and tried to think of anything but her. But her scent was filling the room and it seemed to flow right into his brain to send lightning down to his nether regions. He let out a frustrated inarticulate cry around the ball gag as he struggled.

"Poor boy... you want to come over here and take the nice mares ass, don't you? Just crawl up behind her and ram that big, powerful cock into her tight rump!" teased the dragoness as she paused in her licking. She then swirled her tongue around the warriors clit.

Tamira shivered, impaled on the dragon meat, feeling it pulse in time with her Masters heartbeat. That dragoness was damn good with her tongue and it was hard not to want to start riding the dragon now.. her instincts wanting to thrust and grind. She looked into his eyes and panted slowly, and just knew he was aware of her desires and it made her flush deep in shame and humiliation. She watched him lick a fang slowly, then pulled up on her breasts. She rose up a few inches obediently and moaned in a sultry voice as the back-facing spines around his cockhead grabbed at her flesh and dragged in erotic pleasure downward.

"She likes that..." said Zoriah, eyes looking up at the unicorn. She nuzzled at the mares belly before dipping down once more to lick and tease the bound and helpless unicorn.

Rahmor let out a deep growl, "Yes... I can see it in her eyes and her skin. I can feel her reacting around my cock. She might as well be screaming her pleasure to the world to hear at having her cunt full of her Masters cock."

Tamira whined, her mind filled with the heat of arousal, the heat of anger at the dragons words, and the heat of humiliation at the truth of them. She sank back down onto the cock at the slight tug on her breasts and rolled her eyes as the dragoness lapped between her legs.

The stallion managed to stomp a hoof against the floor as he struggled. The crude words of the dragon erasing the small amount of progress she had made as his cock swelled dangerously close to the trigger plate. He slammed the back of his head against the post as he tried desperately to loose his erection.

Tamira also wanted to cum. The tongue at her clit was driving her to the edge, but whenever she felt like she was about to explode it pulled back! She panted hard now... almost crying in frustration. The dragoness seemed to be able to read her mind, her tongue moving and stopping to keep her on the edge, but never past it.

Zoriah slashed her tail in the air behind her, loving the struggles of the unicorn on her lovers cock. Her senses told her exactly when to lick, and when not to and she pulled back now, letting the unicorn hang, the teased clit hard, her unicorn sex flushed with need. Zoriah slid around to kneel behind the trembling unicorn and stroked her back, claws moving through the horse hair.

Tamira tossed her head from side to side as the tongue abandoned it's work and then arched her back, chills running up and down her spine as the dragoness worked it with fingers and claws. She panted and once more looked into her Masters eyes. His dominant gaze bore into her.. satisfied. She groaned, knowing he saw what she was only now accepting, that she had just given in. With a cry of frustration and overwhelming need she rocked forward, pulling up off the cock and slammed it back down home.

Rahmor pressed his head back against the pillow and let out a hiss of triumph and pleasure, his hands no longer guiding the mares breasts but pawing and fondling them as she began to hump his cock. "Good girl..." he praised, seeing her embarrassment even as the pleasure washed over her.

Tamira closed her eyes and gave in completely, grabbing the dragons shoulders for leverage and beginning to pound up and down on his thick shaft. She shuddered in pleasure even with the pain of the alien member moving deeply inside her. It felt like she was being torn apart from the inside out, sore and aching from being wrenched open so widely. But it also felt good.. raw... deep instincts insisting that a strong stallion is claiming her, that it was his right to do so.

Zoriah petted and rubbed at the unicorns moving back, watching her slam down again and again on her Masters cock and then leaned in to nibble at the back of Tamira's neck, burying her nose in the soft golden mane.

Tamira grunted as she moved over her Master, her body on fire with need and desire. Teased to the edge of climax, her breasts held and caressed, and now the feeling of teeth at her neck, she did not last long at all before what little of her mind left her in an explosion of orgasmic pleasure. She let out a crying whinny as she sat down fully on the dragons cock, hands clamped on the dragons muscular shoulders. She shuddered and cried out as waves of pleasure flowed through her, her body jerking and gasping with the sensations.

The stallion bit down on his tongue as he heard the mare cry out in orgasm, the sound overwhelming his control and his cock stiffening against his will. His eyes were wide in panic and then opened even wider as a loud SNAP came from below and a sharp pain slashed through his groin. "Nooooo-rrrrrrrrrrgh!" he screamed as pain throbbed between his clenched and trembling thighs.

Tamira did not hear the loud snap or the softer sound of something soft landing on the floor. She just pressed down tight against her Masters hips as she rode out her orgasm, her sex leaking with her juices as she shuddered and bucked. She cried out with moans, her body writhing for what seemed like an endless time. Slowly she came back to herself, twitching at the dragoness who now had reached around to finger her clit, and almost collapsing against the dragon under her, arms weak.

Rahmor hissed as his hands began to stroke the unicorns hide, roaming freely over her body. "Oh, that was just exquisite." he said in a seductive growling voice. "Such a wild thing you are... it's almost a shame that I must tame you."

Tamira panted softly and groaned, not wanting hear him. Not wanting to come back from the mindless pleasure. But she eventually did. Her body still tingled and throbbed and she could feel his cock still deep in her belly, thick and hot, every bump and ridge pressing against her tender vagina as she knelt over her Masters hips. She hurt too, but the pain was mixed with the pleasure in her mind. She feared for herself then. Ever since she was captured she had been preparing herself for the rape that was sure to come. Hardening herself to endure it, to survive, to fight on. But she never imagined it would be like this... coaxed into fucking him, her own body betraying her. She had fought all right, but against her own desires, and lost.

Rahmor growled deep in his chest as he watched his unicorn slave, deeply satisfied with what he saw. "Now it's my turn" he said, his hands moving to take her hips in a strong, taloned grip.

Tamira groaned again as she realised it was not over, and then let out a gasp and a yell as Rahmor dug his talons in and thrust his hips upward, ramming his cock hard into her tender, sore cunt. Her hands clenched at his shoulders and she fought with all her might not to rise up and escape the monster cock attacking her tender sex. She clamped her teeth with the effort of bracing herself against her Master as he slammed into her again and again.

Zoriah turned her head around and gave her stallion a cruel grin and teased, "What a fine set of balls THIS male has." She cupped Rahmor's heavy dragon balls and caressed them as he fucked his unicorn slave. Her eyes drifted down to the bloody sac laying between the former stallions hooves.

Sobbing softly in the gag, the stallion followed her gaze and looked at his severed balls. Closing his eyes in dismay he shuddered. The pain was too mild he thought. Something this terrible should hurt worse than the dull ache and tight pressure of the metal clamp. His cock had finally shrunk at the shock from the loss of his balls, far too late.

Tamira now heard the sobbing but could spare no attention for the stallion, her pussy sore but still being fucked by her Master she had to concentrate on not moving or trying to get away. She let out cries of pain when a particularly rough thrust came, knowing she could do that without fear, for her Master enjoyed those noises. She squeezed at his shoulders and rode the thrusting dragoncock as he rammed into her from below. It took all her strength to keep her hips planted firmly for her Master to take. She braced herself for each upward thrust of the dragons cock, pressing back so his hips could slam into her furry rear.

Rahmor snarled in pleasure as he bounced the unicorn mare on his hips, giving her a much rougher ride than when she had been in control. This was how dragons were meant to fuck he thought... hard.. dominant.. pounding his desire and love into his submissive toy. He used Tamira for his pleasure now, taking her and claiming her sex as his. He drank in Tamira's cries and shouts as he ravaged her, his balls tight and ready.

Tamira moaned and shuddered as the dragon cock savaged her. This was the rape she had been expecting, but her body still hummed with orgasmic energy. The act of holding herself steady for her Master and the after effects of the orgasm made it hard for her to feel like she was fighting him off.. it instead made her feel like she was... what? She winced as her cervix was thumped by a deep thrust and shuddered, loosing her train of thought. The hard, deep thrusts continued and she saw her Masters eyes close, and then snap open as he roared.

Rahmor's hot, thick cum pulsed deep into Tamira's belly as his cry of pleasure echoed loudly in the cave. His back arched and he shoved his hips hard between the unicorns thighs. His unicorn... his slave. His property. His entire body was tense with orgasmic pleasure and dominant emotions.

Tamira shuddered at the feel of the cum spurting inside her, not liking the sensation at all.. the ultimate invasion a male can inflict on a female.. planting his seed in her belly... forcing her body to bear his young. But dragons and unicorns can not breed she thought thankfully, her body shivering once more at the very thought of it.

Rahmor sighed in contentment, cock still jammed deep into his slave, his friend and pet dragoness fingering his balls. Even the young stallion who lost his balls amused him, for what dragon did not enjoy seeing another male loose the ability to become a rival for mates. He just sat there and breathed steadily, sated and satisfied as he admired the sleek form of the unicorn slave on top of him.

Tamira groaned as the cock finally stopped it's hammering of her and she rested, her sex aching and bruised from the hard ride. She shivered as her Master looked her over, feeling helpless and vulnerable.

After a time Rahmor stroked his mare's belly and mrrrred, "I have an offer for you, my slave."

Tamira took a moment to collect herself, the cock inside her still feeling like she had been impaled by a tree trunk. She eventually said "Yes, Master?" She wondered what he was thinking. Offer? Was he giving her a choice? Or would she be forced to say yes?

"I bought you because of your beauty, and because of your skills in battle when your party was ambushed in the raid." He ran his fingers down one of her thighs, stroking the strong muscle.

She thought back to the battle where she had been captured and closed her eyes in shame. "I failed to protect anyone. I was beaten and defeated. I have nothing to be proud of." she told him in a soft whisper. She had been defeated here as well. She should be trying to kill this dragon, not letting him fuck her. But she knew it would be suicidal to try.

"Not at all my slave. When we raid into the borderlands we always come in small numbers that can be repelled by skilled and fierce defenders. We enjoy the challenge of a fair fight. But this raid was to secure unicorns which do not venture close enough to the border for us to capture very often. Overwhelming force was used, and you had no chance, no matter how bravely you fought."

With a shrug Tamara said, "As you say, Master."

Rahmor went on, "I want to make you my personal guard. When dragons disagree over small issues we send slaves to fight, the owner of the winner getting their way. The issues may be small, but winning them is part of what it takes to maintain a strong reputation so they can not be ignored. When not fighting on my behalf you will be at my side, ready to deal with any slaves that I wish taught a lesson. Mine, or others that may displease me."

"You want me to fight for you.. like a gladiator?" she asked. She was confused now. He had no need to ask her to do anything.. he could have her dragged in chains anywhere he wanted.

"No. Gladiators are trained to fight to the death and never leave the stadium except as a corpse. Even the best fighters eventually will be worn down and loose. It would be a waste to send you there." He lifted a taloned hand to one of Tamira's breasts to stroke it as he explained, "Challenges fought between two dragon's slaves are not to the death, but are ended when one owner sees that they have lost. It is to an owners credit if their slave can defeat another quickly and with the least amount of damage."

Tamira thought about that.. she did not have a problem fighting, for she was a warrior. But she fought freely, and fought those that wished to harm others. Invading dragons. Thieves. Bandits. But not other furries, and not for the pleasure of another. I could never punish some poor slave either she thought. She tried to imagine herself with a whip with a cowering slave at her feet and almost laughed at the absurdity of it. "I..." she stated, then was unsure how to proceed. Would turning him down get her punished, or killed?

"I can see you do not like the idea, my slave. Rest assured, you can say no. This is an offer, not an order. A reluctant champion would not fight well at all, and it would look very bad on me if I were to order you to beat a slave and you refused me."

She licked her lips and slowly said, "Then I.. very politely and with great regret must turn down my Masters offer." She thought for a moment and added, "Master." just to be safe.

"I will give you time to think about it. If you change your mind, ask a guard that you wish to speak to me. But do not take too long. If you are chosen for another role, say, a unicorn toilet like my pretty skunk, then it will be too late for you." said Master Rahmor in a stern voice.

Tamara made a face and shook her head at the terrible image, "I... thank you, I will think on it, Master." She shifted uncomfortably, his cock still hard and deep inside her sore sex.

Rahmor stroked her breasts again, fingering the nipples and then rumbled, "One last task for you, slave. Lick me clean. You made quite a mess down there."

Tamira did her best not to make a face and simply nodded. She lifted herself up, gasping and whining as the cock slid from her, leaving her feeling empty and sore. Damn it was big she thought as she watched it emerge from her body. Her thighs were wet and she dribbled dragon cum from her abused sex. She groaned as she moved, the rough ride making moving around unpleasant as she backed up to kneel down low between her Masters legs. She shuddered as his tail pressed up against her sex and then bent her head down to begin licking at her Masters cock. She did make a face now, tasting his cum as she cleaned him. She could smell her own sex mixed with his scent, and there was blood too. But much less than she had imagined. It sure felt like she had been ripped apart inside.

Rahmor growled his pleasure as he watched Tamira obey him. He sat up to place a hand on the back of her head, his other gripping her horn to push her mouth down on his cock, filling her muzzle with his shaft.

Tamira mrrrmped at the sudden push but slurped the cock in, feeling it fill her mouth as it had filled her sex before.

She ran her tongue against the bottom of it as her head was held in place, hoping he wasn't going to cum in her mouth. She wassn't sure she could handle that yet. She breathed through her nose, head filled with the scent of male dragon and felt her Master pulling her head back up and off his shaft, lips pursed and cleaning it as they let it slip from her mouth. She licked her sticky lips and looked at her Master for further instructions.

Rahmor eyed his now clean, but gleaming cock and nodded his approval, "Back to the cave for now, slave. Tell the servant outside my door to take you back. You will crawl from my chambers, as befits a mere slave."

Tamara said a soft yessir and with as much dignity as she could manage she crawled off the bed and to the door. He is showing me what I am giving up she knew by making her crawl, but she just couldn't do those things. Not wanting to see any details about the stallion who had been moaning she averted her gaze until she reached the front of the bedchamber. She reached up to open the door and left without a backward look.

Zoriah watched her go with a murr, lapping at Rahmor's cum covered balls. "Mmmmm... such an interesting slave you have. And she is doing just as you had expected" she commented with a smile, getting a return grin from him. She stood and stretched, waltzing over to her shuddering ex-stallion. Picking up his ballsac she stood and dangled it in front of her nose as he whined pitifully. "I bet they still might be able to be reattached with your kinds ability to heal. But don't get your hopes up..."

The stallion groaned in the gag, eyes staring at his severed sac, unable to truly accept that they were gone. His eyes widened as he watched her cup them in her hand, then nuzzle at the bloody end. He cried out as she squeezed and slurped his testicles into her mouth. No.. she can't. He watched horror-stuck as she bit down and chewed noisily, then swallowed. Gone.. they were gone! She ate his damn balls! He thrashed his head around at the loss. No! He looked down at his cock.. useless! Sterile!

"Mmmm.. those were absolutely delicious." she said with a purr, then eyed the empty ballsac and slapped her stallions face with it. "You need a new name. Lets see... Balless? No-balls? Hmmm, no. Ahh... Girl. I like that. But not quite it. I know.. Girly. That will do nicely."

He shuddered, still shocked by the loss and nodded glumly at the new name. Girly. How humiliating. He still had a cock after all, but he felt emasculated.. less than a male now. He watched her as she teased him, all his strength useless in the bonds, and knowing she could take him even if he were freed. The ache in his crotch was a continuous reminder that she had taken his balls from him. He shuddered at the deflated sack that dangled in front of his nose. That was him.. empty. A pathetic bit of flesh helpless at the claws of his dragon Mistress.

"What can I do with this?" she said and eyed his ballsac. "Make a purse out of it? Maybe a nice pair of panties? Carry wine around in it?" She looked at Girly and grinned toothily, traces of blood still on her teeth. "Ahh, I know... oh, you are going to love that!" She laughed loudly as her slave whimpered and slumped in his bonds, defeated.

Rahmor chuckled, "You have had your fun, pet... now come back to bed. That slow, gentle fucking I just gave my slave has gotten me into a horny mood, and I want to rape the fuck out of you now." He glanced over at the two decorations, still hugging each other. "As for you, maybe when I am done with my dragoness here I'll see what kind of eggs you can give me..."

Telly moaned, locked in an embrace with the young stallion, muzzles pressed together, his cock still erect inside her. She remembered the dragon showing them all how the spines on his cock could tighten into sharp points, and how he said that even non-dragons could be given a clutch of eggs when a dragon fucked them with their cock primed for impregnation.

Zoriah growled deep and made her way to his bed, tail swishing as she crawled onto it... "I'm all yours, Master..." she said as she slid into his grip as easily as she slid into a submissive state, putty wetting again as she felt her Masters claws and teeth claim her. And his cock.

...

It had been several days since his balls had been taken. His crotch had completely healed, but his balls remained lost forever. Even without his new name he felt less and less like a male every day. When he moved he missed the presence of his balls hanging in their familiar place and often reached down to adjust them, thinking they had somehow gotten out of place. But that place had been his Mistresses stomach and he wound up grabbing at nothing between his thighs.

He now knelt with his hands behind his back and head bowed as he greeted his Mistress as she returned to her lair. He braced himself and took the playful kick to his crotch as well as he could. It wasn't the pain of the kick that made him whine pitifully, but the lack of it. He should be feeling the awful, gut-wrenching pain of being hit in the balls. But it was just a mild thump and a short lived ache in his sheath and then it was gone. Like his balls.

"I got a present for you, Girly" purred Zoriah. She dangled a ball gag by the straps in front of his face and swished her tail in long, graceful sweeps to show her enjoyment.

Girly looked up at the ball gag and recognised what it was immediately. It was not the smooth, shiny rubber surface any more, but pure white, soft and fuzzy. She made his ballsac into a cover for his gag. He felt faint at the wrongness of it and flushed a deep red in humiliation and shame as he saw the other two stallions watching. He had been demoted to the bottom of the pack and they had not been gentle in demonstrating their new positions. He almost missed his Mistress as she ordered him to open up. Normally he obeyed without hesitation as she was cruel when her orders were not followed immediately. This time it took him several moments to slowly open his mouth and accept the gag. It was as bad as he had imagined, the furry ball pressing into his mouth, against his tongue. It tasted familiar and male. It made him feel even more like a girl, a males balls in his mouth even if they used to be his own. He felt the gag soaking up his drool and groaned in abject humiliation.

Zoriah ahhed and watched her ex-stallion suffer. "Oh, that's just wonderful. Just wonderful. I can't wait to show you and your new bondage off to the others." She striped off her clothes and moved to a large chair to settle into comfortably. "Come slaves. Girly, you stand here. You two, one lick my feet and the other give me a GOOD pussy eating."

Girly moved silently to stand next to his Mistress and watched the other two glare at each other until one backed down and crawled to begin cleaning the feet of his dragoness Mistress. The other went to his knees in front of her and began to lick and suckle at her. He groaned as his sheath was rubbed, his cock teased out with gentle touched, knowing they would be the only gentle touches he would feel. He yelped as his cock was slapped about, pinched, roughly stroked and nibbled on by sharp dragon teeth. The licking was only to keep him hard and stopped as soon as he was fully stiff once more.

"Mmmmm... so nice not to worry about making a mess when I make you cum." observed the dragoness as she gave the base of his cock a quick punch, then hissed in satisfaction as Girly half-doubled over but straightened up to present himself again. His training was going very well. He will make a nice, submissive slave one day, eager to serve and never thinking of anything but pleasing his mistress. A broken, subservient ex-stallion at her beck and call. Ahh, this is the life she thought. A warm lair, unicorns at her feet, other servants waiting for a word from her. If she only had her lovers cock to service, it would be just perfect. One day she promised herself. Once she found a subordinate capable of taking her place she would return here for good. She leaned back with another sigh and allowed her slaves to please her off to a restful sleep.