The Alchemist's Study: Chapter Two
The continuing series written and gifted to me by my loving kitten pet, Cyr.
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Chapter Two: Evolution of a Pet
I remained seated there under the desk with a million thoughts buzzing around in my head, mulling over what had just happened. Every now and then I was pulled back to reality by the strong dragon scent still filling my nostrils. There were so many aspects I tried to wrap my head around: I had just milked this dragon who I've never met in my life, my belly was filled with his seed, and I was drugged into being his bitch without any clue of how long it would stay in effect.
I dared to wonder what would happen if I attempting to leave again. Cringing at the thought of being called a "bad boy" again, my balls had suffered enough for one day. There didn't seem to be any way out for now and it started to scare me. Not to mention, the immutable voice was now being accompanied with strange new sensations running a course in my body. For what it was worth, I still had my sanity---or at least I thought I did.
A book slammed closed against the desk causing my ears to flick at the harsh sound. The dragon finally spoke again.
"Well, that's all for today I suppose." He yawned.
The chair creaked again as he lifted himself up from the desk, rearranging what must have been his work and shelving books. Had he other plans for me? I was still huddled under the desk like a lost child. Well, at least his junk wasn't directly in my line of sight anymore. It was almost comical how odd that thought made me feel.
"Time for you to come out now kitten, you've done well." He called.
I crawled out of the desk, getting back to my feet and stretching my neck to get out the kinks. The fur on my muzzle was matted a bit with cum. In my current state, however, I didn't really seem to care. While he finished organizing and tidying up I took a hard look at him. His wings were not resting at his back and black swirls ran down his arms. Despite not meeting many dragons around where I live, I would have definitely noticed this one walked around the city. I sighed, knowing I most-likely wasn't anywhere close to home.
The dragon moved over to the coach of which I had awoken from. His figure took up a large portion of it as he leaned back into a relaxed position. Placing his weight against the armrest, he held his muzzle in his paw.
"So, are you going to answer my questions or not?" I finally spoke up.
Maybe now that I went along with the dragon's game he would finally answer---and perhaps let me go. Of course I wanted to get out of here, to run away as fast as possible, but there was a part of me that had begun to deviate from sanity.
"Well honestly I don't -have- to answer anything you ask. You're my pet; the only question ever running through your head should be how you can better serve me." He chuckled.
"You love my dragon seed; you feel like nothing more than a horny bitch who craves more. The only thing you want is that sweet flow of cum running down your little throat isn't it. "
"Yes...Master" My lips moved as if suddenly automated. I hardly noticed the air escape my muzzle with the words.
I didn't want to admit it even if he was right. His cum tasted so sweet and warm, the creamy texture ran smoothly past my gullet and I definitely wanted more, like a novice gambler winning his first hand. I couldn't resist the thoughts, revealing to myself a part of me I didn't want to know.
There had to be a way out of this, even if I felt like I'd now lost even more control over the situation. My body was beginning to feel like nothing but a puppet, like I was idly waiting on the dragon to pull on invisible strings and tell me what to do. No, I told myself. This wasn't over yet
"But since you're being good I suppose I'll humor you kitten. You may ask me one question per orgasm you bring me. I've came once inside your delightful little muzzle so that's one question you're permitted. Well then, what will it be?" A lavish smile swept across his muzzle, partly hidden by his claws.
It was an absolute struggle trying to think of what to ask. My body was swirling with strange, tiny sensations that irked me ever so slightly, and I was beginning to have strong lustful cravings for this dragon as crazy as it sounded. I could no longer easily differentiate between the side of me that wanted free, and the side of me that wanted to obey every word this dragon spoke. Several minutes passes as I stood there. Thankfully, the dragon seemed patient enough to wait.
"What the hell have you done to my body?" I finally spat out.
"Why I've done nothing but give you a bit of encouragement." He insisted. "The push I gave you simply helps bring out your true inner self, that essence within that you attempt to hide---a fruitless effort I might add. Deep down you want nothing more than to jump back on my cock and suck it dry. You desire to have someone command you, to keep you in line as they see fit. That someone is me."
"But what about the shocks I feel, these sensations, the voices..."
I began to argue angrily with the dragon. In response he simply yawned, adjusted his legs, and clenched and unclenched the digits of his footpaws. His eyes met mine for a moment and I couldn't seem to shake free from the stare. I was frozen there like an insect caught in a spider web, trapped until he finally broke the silence.
"Let's start with losing the clothes kitten; show me the rest of my new pet." He said, ignoring my interrogation.
"I'm not your-"
"Come again, kitten?" The dragon interjected quickly.
Sensations started up again in my lower body and the voice began its siren song in my head. Shaking my head failed to break them loose. Did I possibly want to be a pet to this dragon? Would I really submit to him, granting my mind and body? Admittedly, I had a submissive side, but there was absolutely no way I'd want to take things to such an extreme---especially with someone like this. I tried to convince myself he was just getting inside my head and working with the drug. That had to the only rational answer.
Suddenly the voice in my head began to argue in his favor. Reminding me of the cravings I had for the dragon's massive throbbing cock and its seed: The flow of sweet cream hitting my tongue as it culminated my arousal to its highest peak. How perfect his body was, and how much greater his musk was than whatever little I had. The praise began to overshadow any other thoughts, forcing me to do nothing but fixate on the dragon's sheath, growing hard myself.
"I'm growing impatient." He said, digging his claws into the material of the couch.
I shrugged, pulling off my t-shirt. I wasn't exactly ripped or anything, but I'd like to think the short workouts I started a few months ago gave me some confidence. I reached down towards the button of my pants and blushed, noticing I was throbbing hard again. My hesitant claw undid the button and pulled down my zipper revealing the bulge in my underwear. My soft white fur practically glowed under the light, like a shining indicator my body was exposed and ready for him. I didn't really know what to do with my clothes so I just threw them aside me.
"Already excited again for your Master?" He eyed my bulge. "You really can't resist obeying me can you; you love being my submissive little bitch. Just admit it. "
The dragon's eyes seemed to glisten as he scanned me up and down, as if I was nothing more than an object. For whatever reason, I didn't have a snappy comeback to make. Instead, I pulled down my underwear revealing my body in its entirety. The need to paw was there---and overwhelming need. With a rash decision I began moving my paw towards my cock, but something was quick to stop me. Remembering what happened last time, I yanked my arm back to my side.
"Stand up straight. Obey your Master."
As he spoke those words my body began nudging me into form; the sensations made any other movements feel incredibly unnatural, awkward even. And with that, my body shifted to fill his command.
"You're such a cute little toy. I can't wait to explore the rest of you." He said
"Have a seat on my lap, my precious kitten." He patted his thigh. "If you're lucky I may decide to answer your question in more detail soon."
My body ushered itself over to the couch, carefully sitting down in the enticing dragon's lap. Awkwardness came about quickly while sitting on his warm thighs with my bare cheeks. His arm brought me in closer to him and I could feel him breathing on my neck. There was something else about this I couldn't quite grasp.
"Wh-what is this I feel?" I said.
My question was responded to by him rubbing his paws around my belly and up through my chest fur, squeezing at my sensitive nipples. The motions caused me to let out an embarrassing moan under my breath. He must have known it was killing me not to paw, how desperate I was. Suddenly, as if to prove me right, my cock was squeezed tightly by his large paw, causing me to gasp.
"This belongs to me now. Every ounce of pleasure you feel, every desire you seek: all of it is now in my ownership. You aren't allowed to cum or touch yourself unless I permit it." He taunted me by beginning to stroke me at a painfully slow speed. "Do you understand?"
"Y-yes, Master."
His warm breath felt like a heater against my shoulder as he continued the teasing by moving his long tongue up my neck and over my cheek. Warm saliva coated my fur causing me to shiver in response. His tip began to poke out from his sheath again while licking and nibbling on my neck. Attention wasn't really something my body was used to, but I was getting plenty of it at this point. The wandering paws continued around my body to the point where his cock began pushing up through my legs. Grabbing both of is, he began pumping quickly, using my pre as lubrication.
Something else was happening in my body, some sort of accompaniment to the dragon's strokes. Swirling sensations massaged my overfilled balls. Throughout the entire process I had felt strange sensations: swirls, licks, and humming around my body, which took whatever the dragon did and accentuated it greatly. Feeling close to the edge, I began bucking into his paw in sequence with the strokes, letting out a moan. Suddenly he stopped and gave my balls a squeeze, holding them tightly on his paws.
"Look at your pathetically insignificant cock compared to mine; I almost pity you. You want to empty those weak little balls of yours don't you kitten. It's all you care about isn't it."
"Yes!" I cried
Taken over by lust at this point, the tension building up inside me was becoming too great to resist. I could paw---no, I should paw. Contrary to what this dragon seemed to think though, I wasn't a fan of punishment. The possibility of another shock to my poor balls was the only thing that kept me from finishing myself off. Once again I knew I had to follow the dragon's games, but I'd find a way out of this soon enough. Or at least I hoped I would.
The vice-like grip was finally let go, and he suddenly threw me to the floor with a growl. "You're being quite ungrateful kitten. I give you the gift of my seed and you haven't even thanked me, too busy thinking about yourself. Understand that my pleasure will always take precedence over yours. Now kneel before your Master and show some appreciation. "
With a thud I hit the floor, landing on my back. I sat up crossing my legs, staring up at him with a glare. This guy sure knew how to piss me off, but I thought to let it go until I could cum. I was painfully hard and leaking pre like a fountain. Biting down on my tongue was all I could do not to think about it.
"If you ever want to satisfy that little prick of yours again I suggest you get started. Tell me how much you enjoyed sucking me off. "
"Yes, Master. I loved sucking your huge dragonhood. I loved the taste of your godly seed running along my tongue. Thank you for allowing me such a treat."
I was spouting whatever he wanted to hear. Or at least I that's what I wanted to believe---that I was lying through my teeth, saying whatever was necessary to get me through this. The truth was that a growing part of me did indeed feel true to those words. The drug wasn't wearing off; in fact, the more I thought about it, it seemed to be getting stronger.
"Doesn't it feel good to finally let out those feelings kitten? Are you finally accepting your true purpose in life as my toy?" He wet his lips.
"Yes, Master." I said with perplexing emotion.
Complying with the dragon would cause the voice and the sensations to fall to lesser extents, as if rewarding me. My body, my own damn body had been working against me---betraying me. At first I still had control over my mental state, but even that was slowly becoming foggy in the midst of my lust.
"Good boy." He praised. "Now, come massage your Master's feet and I'll answer your question more thoroughly. Oh, and don't be afraid to use that rough tongue of yours." He chuckled.
A slice of hope had found its way into my remaining thoughts with those words. Now I could get a clear answer to one of the questions I desperately sought after. It was a bargain I had to make with myself in an attempt to stay sane.
I sat down at his feet, picking up his right foot. The smooth round pads met my gaze and I began to slowly massage around them. He began playfully stroking himself again, letting a lazy claw run up and down his veins. My attention was quickly shifted back and forth between my paws working his foot and his paws working his shaft, as if beginning to put me into a trance.
"Well let's see kitten, where to continue...ah yes. That push I was speaking of comes from an elixir I've been trying to perfect. It works on the neural level. By mixing my DNA with neural manipulation techniques I am able to achieve control of your mind through vocal provocations alone. Not only that, but my body's pheromones among other things. You see, I don't completely control your body; I only manipulate certain nerves and chemicals. However, the more seed that enters your body, the stronger those manipulations become. Soon you will have little to no control over your body. Your mind will still have conflicting thoughts; you'll still be aware of what's going on, you just won't have any choice in the matter." A dark laugh echoed through the room.
"What you're experiencing now is the second step in your evolution, like a caterpillar just finishing its cocoon. The voice is the product of the elixir alone, pulling out your subconscious desires. Those sensations you now feel are from my seed being absorbed into your body. They amplify the cravings you desperately seek. After I empty my balls into your belly three times you should be completely under my control thanks to the potent elixir you carelessly drank."
"That's what you yearn for though my pet. You want my control. You love the idea of begging for my precious cum, following my every command. You're already starting to do a decent job at it."
Throughout his long-winded explanation he was stroking his thick member; a glob of pre had spat out somewhere between his last few sentences. I fixated on it, slowing down my working paws. All I wanted was to follow suit, to cum like he was about to---why put someone though this? I whimpered softly at the thoughts, like a kid being denied a piece of candy.
"Let that desire build up. Become as horny as you possibly can for your Master."
Suddenly the sensations congregated densely around my crotch, leaving my other muscles feeling strangely tense. They licked at my tailhole and hummed around my shaft. My fur stood on end; it felt like a single touch would be enough to finally end all this tension.
"P-please make it stop." I contorted around with wavering balance.
"Are you requesting something of me kitten?"
"Just---let me cum!"
He flexed the digits of his feet "But you haven't even begun your cleaning duties. Finish your work and I'll consider it."
Instead of arguing out my distress with the dragon I quickly began to clean his feet, moving up the smooth red scales with my tongue. My lust had gotten the best of me; I was nuzzling, licking, suckling, and whatever else I could attempt nonstop, hoping I could convince him to let me cum. For a few moments his feet became the only thing in my life that mattered.
"P-please...Master" I begged.
"Go ahead and cum with those pathetic little balls of yours my pet."
My ears perked straight up and a huge grin came across me. Without a second thought I leaned back and grasped myself, feeling otherworldly pleasures. With less than a minute of my pumping I was painting myself in shame. All that work, all that degradation was the price I'd pay for a few seconds of gratification. Every pulse circulated through me without hesitation. A feeling greater than anything I'd ever experienced overwhelmed me and I collapsed to the floor, gazing at stars---but was it actually worth it? In that moment the dragon got up and took it upon himself to use me as a cushion. The unexpected weight compressed me like a deflating balloon, forcing me to lose my breath temporarily.
"I want you to always remember how much more important my cock is than yours. My superior seed will always outshine yours, like gold to silver."
He said it in a way that seemingly dared me to defy his virility, confident in his control over me. He seemed to think I would undoubtedly obey: and for now, he was right. I looked up at the massive red dragon now hovering over me, his powerful thighs kept my arms pinned to their sides. His paw held my head up slightly, rubbing his tip around the sides of my muzzle. It was a sickening thought, but all I wanted was just to taste the slick tip as it brushed against my muzzle.
"Tell me how it felt, kitten. To be granted pleasure from your generous Master." He said while quickly stroking himself over me.
"It felt incredible Master, thank you. " I panted.
What was I saying? Why was I addressed him like this? I wasn't putting any thought into my words; lust was the only thing speaking at this point.
"Good boy. Now open that cute muzzle for your Master."
I complied. With muzzle open he held my jaw with one paw and steadied his member with the other, readying himself to fill my belly once again. All of this was nothing but a game to the dragon, and I was simply a very unlucky pawn.
"The second evolution my kitten, I hope you're ready."
With that he let out a monstrous roar, bellowing from the lowest depths of his lungs. His muscles tensed and wings spread. A fiery stream of cum was shot into my maw with unexpected force, hitting the back of my throat and gagging me slightly. Like a whore, I gulped down the delicious treat, unable to deny its incredible intoxication. What exactly did he mean by "second evolution"?
I was a bit light headed, my jaw a bit sore and my fur was matted with cum dripping down. I was giving my body to this dragon and it seemed there was nothing that could prevent it. My mind was becoming quickly amalgamated with his will, my body controlled by the strings of his claws.
Looking up, the dragon's tongue was still lolling out of his muzzle as he panted. His cock was still hard and still spilling small strings of cum onto my chin as he sat back down onto me. I grabbed his semi-hard cock and began to lick it clean---as if it was instinct now.
The dragon soon rose to his feet and offered me a paw, pulling me up. He ran his claws through my hair as he looked intently into my eyes---what was this? His eyes now showed hints of caring, not just a lustful animal I had seen moments ago.
"I think you could use a shower" He said, noticing I was covered in cum. "As long as my pets are good I treat them well. Follow me" he said
I was a bit baffled at this new side of him, but moved with him out of the room and back into the hall feeling a bit dizzy.
He stopped at a door on the left and turned the knob. Reaching in and flipping a light switch. It was a bathroom, a rather large one. The floor filled with white tiles, walls painted light brown with another picture of a dragon and that strange language. He walked over to the shower stall pointing to the 2nd shelf below the shower head.
"The second shelf is yours, use whatever you like but don't touch the top shelf. Clean yourself up for me my pet, so I can use you again later." He said as he gave my butt a squeeze.
The fur on my back stood up a bit as I felt his grope, nodding as I walked over to the shower door. He reached over to a shelf throwing me a towel and walked towards the door. How could he act so casual about this whole thing now? Was he truly this insane?
"I'll be back in 10 minutes, so don't take too much time." He said, closing the door and finally leaving me alone.
I turned on the water and felt it with my paw, waiting for it to warm up. I let out a sigh as the warm water hit my fur, seeping down into my skin. At this point I had no idea what to do: stay here and serve this tyrannical dragon or be sensible and try to escape. The dragon was so easily able to persuade my body with his lustful deviance but being away from him I now feel like I'm able to think a bit clearer. Still, I couldn't stop trying to figure out what changed in my body, if anything, after his second release inside me. "The second evolution"---what could it mean?
I rubbed some liquid soap into my fur as I continued pondering my current state. Suds began to fall down my legs as they swam to the drain. I began cleaning my face fur of the matted dragon cum, scrubbing away the thoughts of being muzzle fucked.
There was only one choice: I'd have to make a run for it when he was asleep. If he came inside me again I would fall completely under his control. I don't even know where I am, or why I'm here, but this was probably my only chance. I'll find someone on the street and get help or find a payphone, it won't be that hard. Whatever the hell it took, I'd find a way.
Time went by quickly as I contemplated my escape. Suddenly the door to the bathroom opened and I saw the dragon stepping onto the tile. The room was steaming from the hot water; I hadn't even noticed the temperature of the water. My skin felt hot, probably turning red from the shower.
"Shower time's over kitten" He said as he entered through the doorway. "Let's get you acquainted with your new room so you can get some rest. You're going to need it for tomorrow's fun. Trust me. "