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Lottle's heart sank as she checked the calendar on her computer, an all-day reminder for her Boss was boldly written at the top, something she had overlooked until today. Her white feathers fluffed up in anxiety as she thought about what to do, hating herself for not remembering Cerath's special day. "Bloody heat." she said to herself, blaming her lapse of judgment on her time of the month. Thinking back at the conversations she had with him in the lift it was obvious that he was expecting something, but she had played ignorant. "He probably thinks I had a surprise planned, for fucks sake Lottle, why are you like this." She said to herself and turned on her office chair.

As she left her office she sauntered down past her boss's office and couldn't help but catch a glance through the large glass wall. The red dragon looked like he had polished his scales for the special day as he leaned back in his large director's chair, his heavy scaled feet perched on the top of his rich mahogany desk while he spoke loudly on the phone. She caught a few words of the call, it sounded like yet another client wishing him happy hatch day, the thought of being the last to remember making her ears flick backwards. As she paced up and down the office, she was contemplating going out and picking up a last-minute cake or at least a coffee for the large drake.

As she passed the printer room she paused, remembering that past-Lottle had thought of this and had stashed a bottle of whiskey on the top shelf of the shelves that lined the printer rooms back wall. She shook her whole body in excitement and puffed up her feathers in pride, she knocked on the door to the printer room. The room offered one of the few spaces without windows and glass, allowing the staff some privacy and had often become a make out space for stressed out sales drakes. Getting no reply from the room she gently opened the door and peered inside, satisfied that it was empty she wandered in and closed the door behind her.

She tilted her head up at the tall shelves that towered above her, stacked high with an assortment of boxes of cables, stationary, tissues and other office Misc. She squinted and took a step back to try and see where she hid the bottle, she was quite drunk when she hid it, and it was becoming apparent that drunk-Lottle must have scaled the shelves to hide the booze from herself. With a sigh, her tail flicked back and forth as she pulled out a large box from the bottom shelf and tried to step up onto it to reach the top shelf. She quickly discovered that her tight office skirt prevented her from being able to get her legs high enough, with a quick glance to the door to confirm it was closed she quickly un-zipped her skirt and tossed it onto a shelf before stepping up on the box.

Her fluffy feathered thighs framed her puffy damp vulva as her hands searched blindly around on the top shelf. She sighed as she realized that someone had placed a large box of cables right where she had hidden the whiskey, Her ears flicked back and she stood on her tippy toes to reach the handle of the heavy box, the box she was stepping on let out a groan in protest as her weight was focused onto her dainty toes. With a big stretch and a little hop, she snagged the handle of the box with a fingertip and yanked it towards her. As she took on the added weight of the box of cables, she quickly realised her mistake. With the added weight, her feet crashed through the box beneath her causing them to become tangled in the contents, to top it all off, the box she held above her head tipped and released its contents of long network cables all over her.

She tried to take a step backwards but quickly lost balance due to her feet being trapped and she came crashing down to the ground, covered head to toe in cables that had now wrapped themselves around her arms, legs and wings. "Fuck's sake" Lottle said to herself as she tried to pull the cables off her, quickly making the situation worse. As she flailed around her heart started to race a bit quicker, something about the restraining aspect of the cables causing her body to fluff her feathers, her thick scent quickly filling the small room with the smell of fertility and readiness. She rotated herself on the ground and tried to drag herself towards the printer to hopefully pull herself up to her feet. As she crawled her legs seemed to have become tangled in the same cables that were around her wings and arms, making movement awkward and she ended up having to drag her rump across the ground, the rough carpet dragging across her needy folds causing her to groan and whimper in pleasure. Trying to focus she heaved herself towards the printer and used her hands to pull her tangled body up onto the printer. Panting due to the exertion and the stimulation her vulva had just received, she took a moment to collect herself on top of the printer. Turning her head as best she could she realized that she needed help.

"The staff are not going to let me forget this." She said to herself, and smiled to herself as she worked out a secret plan to get help without the whole floor knowing. She pulled out a piece of paper and pen from beside the printer and scribbled a hastily written note before putting lifting the scanner's lid and placing the note face down. Looking over at the LCD control panel she tapped away, her claws clunky on the semi-unresponsive touchscreen, often selecting the button next to the one she wanted, but eventually it came to the screen to scan the message to her boss, or so she thought...

The printer whirred to life and the vibrations of the machine caused her to gasp slightly, her puffy vulva pressed against the side of the printer, with a happy beep she opened her eyes and saw that the message had been sent. While she waited, she tried to untangle herself, freeing one leg from the mess and spreading her legs so she could try and work on the other leg. Using her beak she tugged at the cables, quickly discovering that they then tangled her beak shut, the harder she tugged the tighter they seemed to bind her. With a defeated sigh she lay over the top of the printer, legs spread and dripping fertile snatch ready for the taking.

A wide smile broke out on Cerath's snout as he opened the door and saw the sight before her. "My, My, this is a surprise Lottle." He said and saw her eyes go wide. With a chuckle he closed the door behind her, "I didn't know you were into a bit of bondage; I will remember that next time we do your performance review." he chuckled. He pulled his belt and let it drop to the floor with a clink, quickly unzipping his pants and walking towards the bound bird. Her whole body quivered as she looked up and down his body, his large cock quickly revealing itself to her. The memories of him taking her again and again in the past flooding back and caused her feathers to fluff up further, her ears flicking forwards in excitement. As she tried to move the cables didn't give her an inch, with a firm slap on her feathered rump Cerath moved behind her. His warmth of his hide seeming to fill the space behind her, and she couldn't help her tail from flicking up and to the side, her body begging her mind to let him take her and pump another clutch into her heated body.

Cerath tested one of the cables with a claw, pulling back on it slightly and letting it go with a twang, "That's not going anywhere." he mused, his cock standing to attention as he moved into position behind the slut bird. He placed both paws on her feathered rump and rolled them under his powerful grip, her rump rotating and undulating to expose the puffy lips of her vulva to his possessive gaze. His fingers seeming to dig into her very body as he held her firmly, the cables that bound her caused her heart to race and let out a moan of pleasure as her wet tunnel quickly flooded itself with her arousal, making every accommodation for the vigorous taking she was about to receive.

As Cerath moved his hips against hers, his hard erect member ran up the centre of her folds, her slick juices quickly covering his length as he prepared himself to drive into her and breed her like the brood hen he hired to be. "I'm going to fuck you so good, my little Lottle." he promised, bringing his head close to hers. His warm breath causing her eyes to half close in need and let out a desperate whine, her swollen lips being parted by the girth of his cock as he slowly dragged it up and down her. Reaching back with one paw he took his long-tapered length and with a lean back he lined his pointed tip with her folds. He felt the tremor run though her body as he gently pressed his tip into her wet snatch, her lips clinging and clenching to him as if desperate for more. As the generous boss he was, he was not one to keep a hen waiting and quickly shoved his whole cock deep into her body. Her feathers stood on end as she felt herself become very full very quickly, his tapered length driving deep into her, causing her fluids to backflow past his cock and dribble down her fluffy thighs and onto the printer.

"That's it my little hen," He groaned, his voice a deep timbre that caused her heart to flutter, her body deciding quickly that this was a very worthy stud to breed her. As he pulled back her whole body clenched as if begging him not to leave her, with a smile he drove back into her. Her desperate wet red walls quickly parting to make room for his cock as it buried itself inside her, his tip reaching deep inside and kissing her cervix with a wet promise of what was to come.

"God's you feel so good." he groaned and used a strong paw to grab a cluster of cables that were tangled around her neck, pulling back her head so he could look into her needy eyes. "You were made for this cock weren't you, you little slut." he added with a smirk before pulling back and hammering into her again and again. Every surge of his body causing her wings to flutter under their confides and her body to press firmly against the printer.

"Such a needy bird, Look at you gripping me like your life depends on it." he chuckled and slowly drew his cock back, his tapered tip taking its sweet time as it dragged across her most sensitive spots, her hips starting to gyrate and rock as she begged for him to take her hard and fast. Her walls trying to hold onto him with each clenching pulse of her fertile tunnel. Once just his tip was remaining Cerath gripped her hips with both paws and drove into her, Her body forced to conform to his length as he drove into her, her needy cry was muffled by her beak held closed but her voice was heard loud and clear, The red dragon drew back and started to pound into her again and again. Her fluffy tail flicked back and forth as she was rocked against the printer with each heavy thrust. The small caster wheels under the printer allowing it to slip slightly against the wall and then every thrust he drove into her resulted in a bang echoing throughout the small room.

"That's it, take it, take it all" Cerath spoke while hammering away at his little brood hen, her whines mixing with the wet slaps of his hips meeting her wet vulva were the melody to the rhythmic bangs of the printer being hit against the wall. "I'm going to fill you with my cum. You are going to be so full of my eggs you will waddle as you walk." He promised, before pulling back on the cables with his jaw so he could look her in the eyes, her glossy orbs barely focused as his yellow eyes burned into her.

Her hips started to rotate to meet every thrust he gave her, every pounding push into her met by her trying to help him bury his hard rod into her core. "You want this cock don't you, you want to be bred so fucking hard don't you, you little slut bird." he growled between the mouthful of cables. His hips becoming a blur as he focused on his pleasure, the gryphon beneath him nothing more an instrument for his enjoyment.

As he continued he could feel his climax starting to build, Her soft walls trying their best to milk and draw him to climax but he gritted his sharp teeth and put his weight behind each thrust, her cervix being repeatedly mashed by his pointed tip, jets of pre mixing with her fluids allowing him to drive harder and harder until her eyes were scrunched closed in pleasure. Lottle's feathers flicked back tight to her body before puffing up as far as they could as a wave of ecstasy washed over her like a tidal surge. Her tunnel collapsing and desperately throbbing over his whole length as it darted in and out of her quickly. Her cervix opening slightly as her body prepared itself for the onslaught of cum that he was about to pump into her.

"Get ready little Gryphon," Cerath warned, his voice deep and low. "I'm going to fill you with my hot seed" he promised as he continued to pound into her clenching depths. Her whole-body trembling as it tried to draw his seed from him. With a sharp yank of the cable, he moved her head from side to side, asserting his dominance over the fluffy feathered cum sock. With one final thrust he drove into her one last time and blasted her insides with his promised load. She groaned loudly as she felt throb after throb of his hard cock deep inside her depths while he pumped her womb full of cum, her cervix offering no protection as his tip was mashed against the fleshy doughnut. As his internal balls tensing as they shot rope after rope inside her fertile body, every surge of white-hot seed claiming her ripe ovum, the wiggling swimmers of his legacy driving into the soft membranes that protected her eggs.

Cerath continued to rock against her as her belly swelled slightly under the volume of his cum, the printer softly banging against the wall with every rock of his heavy hips. Her breaths ragged and shallow as she slowly came down from her high. "You know Lottle, one day I will teach you how to not email the whole office from the printer." He said with a chuckle, his head near hers. "There is a queue outside waiting for you."