Chapter Zero: Initium Fortiare
Chapter zero
Among all the beautiful things the life gave us to have a meaning for our lives.... there's one I appreciate the most... innocence.... but not that annoying description followed by the little evolved moral of our times... that "innocence" we lost with our "sins", and in the end, it fill the rest of our lives with nostalgia... no, I'm talking about true innocence... the one that emanates from deep inside the soul and makes your eyes clear and shiny like a crystal, making you enjoy all the old games and simple things that the busy people has forgotten to enjoy, the innocence that fills your mind with a positive vision of the world around, making you do things with all your heart and the hopes that what you do is right.... that everything will be ok... but sometimes... in a lot of cases I'm afraid... that innocence is hidden... buried in layers of feelings and traumas created like shields to protect it... and it must be forced if we want it to come out to the surface... To be free... but well, innocence is what i like, and I'm sure that you all are asking yourselves, why an Old Polar bear like me, says this? *smokes slowly from his pipe* Heheh if you really want to find the answer... you'll have to keep reading my words, you'll have let these words guide you and your thoughts around the little world I made... let me make you feel for an instant... how it feels to be mine...
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Sometimes, some decisions can take everything from you... (so hard...) change you in ways you never thought before... (so good....) Sometimes... living can be so hard... (Uhh... Mmmm... ) Especially when you have to choose between what you want... (I need...) and the things you must left behind as the price you have to pay... (Must do it...) even if you love them.. (I love more...) But... yeah I know.... we have to choose what we need the most... (I need it... so bad...) we need to listen... (follow...) listen to our hearts... but then... what will be the best?... (submit...) what... what i want?... (please... more...) I... I...
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In a very slowly motion, the eyes of the black dragon starts to open... Just half... just a bit... dizzy... a bit exhausted mentally for the long hours of work in the lab and those strange thoughts that have been filling his dreams for not so long ago, his nose rising gently from the wooden table... almost by its own... helped by those calling scents it can perceive... the sweet aroma of a maple tobacco pipe mixed with the smell of fresh brewed coffee, a dizzy smile forms in his cute sleepy face, his lazy maw salivating in anticipation for the taste of that sweet coffee Mr. Johns makes... Mmmm Mr. John... that name echoes in his still fuzzy mind bringing in flashes of events and words he can't gather together... becoming incoherent pieces of thoughts with only two things in common, pleasure and fear...
A warm shiver runs slowly down his spine, making him arch his back gently where the shiver had just passed, the intense feeling makes a slightly moan escape from the dragon's maw as a strong need awakes between his legs... All These sensations mixed with a strange fear... That attractive fear and respect caused by the imposing presence of someone superior than yourself... The fear of doing something wrong in his eyes... w.. wrong?... that word broke the spell on him, new flashes of the most recent events washes his head, this time so clear that changes in one second his current entranced state into panic... oh my god!!! the test!!!... like a thunder, the young dragon makes a clumsy jump from his seat, looking at his surroundings for his colleague and to discover what happened to the test.... at the same time, performing a miracle to prevent some things from falling down the table... in the most funny way you can imagine...
In a table in front of him, I've been looking at every move he has made since his slow awakening, pretending to work on my laptop, sucking slowly from my pipe while I look at my little colleague out of the corner of my eye, chuckling quietly at the show the cute dragon is making... Isn't he cute? Heheh *blows smoke slowly* Mmm I've been working with him for some time now in this secret project for the government, and i find his company quite... enjoyable, in all this time together I've been noticing how really cute this boy is... Every detail of his sensual body (that slightly moan...), Every peculiar move he made (That pleasurable shiver running through his back...) , his in sometimes big arrogance and smartness changing slowly to respect and admiration to me (and that cute ignored bulge in his pants...), the way he talks and sway his tail in excitement when he discovers something new in our research... (his true self in his eyes....), Even his almost naive resolve and the strong sense of service that make him be here in this project, even if he wants to be somewhere else... And all this time, I've been convinced myself that our government doesn't deserve to have such a cute dragon at its service, that his skills will be more... useful and appreciated at the service of someone else, and I know who will be the perfect one for it....
"Calm down Jace, everything it's ok..." My voice does the trick to calm him down and guides his attention to where I am... now he looks at me with that cute blushing face and those big eyes... Oh god... I can see in those shiny gray eyes the embarrassment and shame a boy shows when he is truly ashamed of his actions... Which makes him look even cuter... "M... Mr. John I'm terribly sorry I... I don't know what happened to me I... I just...." "you just fell asleep in the middle of an experiment... yeah I noticed that" I interrupted him, closes the laptop and stand up from my leather armchair, going to the coffee pot and begin to serve one cup of coffee for my colleague, looking back at him I stare for a second... all I can do is smile, just imagine the picture for one moment.... this black and red dragon standing there, with his lab coat, pants and jacket.. all in an impeccable white.... framing and accentuating his blushed face filled with innocent shame, looking down at the table... and unaware of that big bulge between his legs... can you blame me for smiling?...
"I'm... I'm sorry sir...." "that's ok Jace, we have been working hard these last weeks, so I understand it, besides it was just a simple preliminary trial before we do the final test for real, so don't worry" I lend him the cup and he held it slowly with both hands, breathing the strong aroma of the coffee as he sips his cup, Jace is more relaxed now, his colors return to his face as he sits back calmly, but in that moment... he becomes aware of something stiff and sensitive pressing harder against his zipper, and that starts the flush in his face again, so hard like his face will going to burst... in a swift move his hands covers his bulged crotch as he look at me shyly, and I... heheh I.. just close my eyes pretending not to notice anything about that as I turn around to return to my chair, smoking my pipe while I chuckle in my mind... yeah I've been a bit naughty making him suffer like this... but it's something necessary for a greater good... "I... I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be back soon" with those words he leaves the lab in a matter of seconds, not giving me time to reply... "sure, take your time" I say to myself as I smiles, knowing that he will not return as fast as he thinks... I perfectly know what he will do... and what he will be thinking of while he is doing it...
Now that my cute dragon is off for a while... I can work calmly to finish the last scripts I need for tomorrow... the day of the last test before the official presentation of this project to the military, this project is of real importance for our national security... it's about an altered virtual reality glasses, implants and drugs that will helps to protect our freedom... the primal function of this project is to "convince" masses to do what government says, they are the only ones who knows what's the best for the country, to protect our people... especially the young ones... and of course, to make the spies and soldiers from other countries to be more.. "cooperative" with us regarding the information they are gathering, and what they know about their own countries as our new double agents... but I don't really care too much about all that stuff, soon, I'll be just a retired Scientist... and I'm supposed to train my once arrogant colleague in all I know, he will stay as my replacement in charge of this lab... or that's what they think what will happen... I have a more... personal agenda, and it will start with the final test, the real big day for me will be tomorrow, and of course, for my little "busy" dragon too... *chuckles*
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"God... what... what's happening to me..." in his room, the confused boy sits on his bed and looks down at his tented pants... trying to explain to himself what caused it... but the more he tries to think about it... the harder it becomes to remember... especially with that big bulge begging for attention and the scent of the tobacco maple pipe filling his nose... and strangely calming his senses, "Mmm all my clothes are impregnated with the scent of Mr. Johns pipe..." again, just the thought of that name made his cock throb harder... clouding every rational thought he could have, forcing his maw open and commanding his throat to moan... now every breath he takes, is a mix of his musky arousal and the smell of the strong bear... causing another throb... another moan... sucking in the poor dragon in an endless spiral of consequences... falling deeper in this sweet trance where pleasure, fear and respect fuse together... where nothing else can be...
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What.... What i need? (submit...) sub...mit? Ohh hmmhmm (submit to your need... Goodboy) hmm mmmm i... Want it but... It's so hard to choose... (Choose...need...) yeah... I know... I have to choose... but... (Listen...) I.. I'm listening... yes.... but... please... I... (submit... you need it...) I... Mmmm.... I need it? ohhh.... Hmmm.... (submit.. You can feel it...) I... I can feel it.... yes... So good... (must submit... your need...) yes... Must.. I need.... it.... bu... but... ple... (you love it..,) Mmmm yes... but... but my.... (you need it... so bad...) Mmmm I... ne... no... please.. my... my life... (you want... Better... New life... ) new Mmmm... New life... Ohhh... So... So good Hmmhmm... (follow...) I... I follow yes... (listen...heart...) I... Listen... my heart.... Yes (listen... need... obey...) I... listen... Mmmmm I... need... Oohhh I... I.......
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The ears of the cute dragon are catching the sound of faint pants and moans at the distance... slowly pulling him out of his dreamy state, those pants are getting stronger and stronger with every second, as if they are approaching... he can feel now a powerful arousal in his body, growing quickly as his mind awakes... a strong rush of pleasure coming from his crotch raises through his body in a shiver, causing his eyes to open wide and make him moan, now, completely awake, he discovers his nude body seated on his bed, that those moans and pants are his, and the strong pleasure is coming from his own hand stroking his cock in a painful slow rhythm... using almost all his willpower to ignore the pleasure, the confused scientist manages to stop his hand, releasing his throbbing cock as his body falls on the bed completely exhausted by the great effort he had just done... panting... in his thoughts, he tries to understand what's happening, why...? but those thoughts escape from his reason in a cloud of confusion and painfully pleasure that the breeze provokes in his sensitive cock... still stiff... still throbbing for release... "how long I've been here like this..." he ignores the exact hour... and he doesn't have the will to stand and find it out in his current weak state, the only knowledge he can use about time is the darkness in his room... the night at the window... he remembered that the last time he closed his eyes, it was afternoon... "god... why...? this is not... right... it's... so.... so... " those where the last understandable words from the cute dragon before they become mumblings as fatigue took him again in a deep sleep...
In the lab, the Polar Bear is smiling, seated in his black leather chair, smoking calmly as he looks on the screen the image of the cute naked dragon falling in a heavy sleep... "Sweet dreams boy.... Tomorrow, will be the great day... and I know you are ready" *smokes* "hmmm you will choose the best for you...and for me too..." saying this he closes the laptop as darkness fills the lab...