Breathless
It's not easy to keep one's scales soft and shiny
Tsidia was enjoying a small patch of mud, shielded from the ever-horny males by wild growth of the forest. She tested the pool with the tip of her tail first. The mud was dense and the appendage sank slow. Next, she took a step inside. The mud moved out of the way without haste. Tsidia smiled and leapt inside with glee. She sank all the way to her neck. The small patch she tested was a safe one, but further out the pool acted like quicksand, dragging her under the surface. It only kept rising since. The ness screamed and stretched and struggled, only disappearing deeper inside. She could barely breathe now, the mud almost reaching to her nostrils. Instinct paralyzed the dragoness, keeping her safely immobile. She had trouble breathing still, however, because of all the mud pressing on her chest. Tsidia took short, ragged breaths. She didn't bother screaming for help; nobody would find her. She was helpless and that fact made her body burn hot with arousal. She ground her thighs together as a tiny streak of moisture moved down their surface. The subtle movement is what buried her completely. Tsidia kicked into panic: writhing, screaming, kicking, crying. The mud dragged her all the way to the bottom. Tsidia could not move because of pressure. Even her tail was no longer visible. This was the end. Nobody would notice she was there to begin with.
Then a dragon emerged from the pool. A mud dragon! Owner of the area. He coiled the ness like a serpent and squeezed with suffocating grip. Their lips met within a kiss and fresh air rushed inside Tsidia's lungs. Was he watching her all this time? The ness vibrated with excitement. Her saviour wasn't moving though. Something long and prehensile slid over her tail, inner thighs. The dragoness moaned, unaware she was wet with arousal, before her slit was plugged with the dragon's cock. Tsidia clamped down on the ridges digging into her walls. Her eyes lost focus as blunt spikes pressed against her sensitive spots. She opened her maw to scream but had no air to do so, as his knot stretched out her walls, slipped inside. Her lungs burned, but not as much as her loins. She was immobile and suffocating, fucked like a fleshlight. The eastern coiled her like a snake, restrained her entire body. It occurred to her, that this predator was the only thing keeping her alive. Far away from everything and everyone, Tsidia was on the edge of a climax. She allowed herself to relax, taking his length deeper inside. Her vision pulsed with blackness, her form going weaker. She was about to collapse when the serpent sprayed her womb with thick, dragon cum. The sensation made her cry from raw pleasure. For a second she did not remember about breathing and in the next one they were kissing once again.
Tsidia sucked the air from her partner's maw. Such a desperate slut she proved herself to be that she sucked his entire tongue with it. The male smirked, adjusting to the embrace before plunging his tongue deeper. Tsidia's throat bulged with the appendage and he kept going still. Gosh, the dragoness thought, how long could a tongue be? She looked into his eyes and murred in a submissive manner. The ness opened her maw wider, swallowing his saliva. He did not hesitate as he stretched her out, her cavity brimming with the dragon's tongue. His length found its way to her rear and Tsidia prepared herself for the inevitable. Their eyes met for one wicked moment, then he knotted her in a single thrust. Her eyes shot wide, limbs flailed. Her throat muscles clamped down and she started choking. The male wasn't bothered in the slightest. His saliva dripped down her slutty throat as he ravaged her without mercy. His coils tightened, denying her the luxury to struggle.
Tsidia soon discovered that he was stuck. The dragon could not pull his knot from her rear. Every time he tried it aroused him more, until he found himself raping the female again. She was battered, bleeding, broken and still he kept cumming inside her. Three more times her ass was pounded into submission and he wasn't satisfied yet. The dragoness was drifting on the edge of passing out, living off of the air he supplied her. Tsidia couldn't take it anymore. The last thing her brain registered was a climax that exploded from her rear.
The male must have been surprised and very much pleased to have pleasured his prey without a touch to her slit. So much so that not only did she wake up, she did so on the surface. Tsidia looked down, trying to calm her breath as she watched the male relieve himself inside of her. Her scent was gone, replaced by the male's musk. The eastern chuckled and she realized it was the first sound she heard him make in all this time. Then he disappeared into the mud below.