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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 24 - Drink

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 winced. "Ow!"

Dana said, "Sorry" and eased up on squeezing the larger mares swollen breast. She continued to squeeze and massage Tamira's breast, collecting the squirts of milk into a bottle she held with her other hand. "I wish we could just do this ourselves... but that..." she paused and made herself say instead, "but our Master wanted us to pair up just to be a..."

Tamira interrupted before Dana could say anything that might get her into trouble, placing a hand on hers. "I think I'm done for today anyway" she said and rubbed at her sore breasts. It had only been a few days since their Master had revealed they had been given a drug or something that made them lactate, as well as grow an extra cup size. She looked down at her chest and smiles ruefully. She didn't mind that part... she had always wanted a bit more cleavage, but there were not hot gay girls to show off to anymore, and the price of being milked daily would have been too high in any case. She got up and took her numbered bottle and walked with Dana to the box of bottles, sliding hers into it.

Dana shook her head and let out a disgusted snort. "The thought of dragons buying and drinking our milk... milk. It makes my skin crawl! It's like my body isn't my own any more."

One of the feline guards standing watch let out a laugh. "Didn't the collar they clamped around your neck when you were first captured clue you in? You have no body. It's Masters now, from the dulled tip of your horn to your pretty golden hooves." Nella reached out with her cats paw and tweaked one of Dana's nipples, making the unicorn whinny and squirm.

Tamira balled her hands into fists. Rahmor was a big, tough and intimidating dragon. She could control herself easily enough when he was abusing her friend, but this kitten... she could take her down hard if she wanted to. And she wanted to very badly.

Nella pulled on Dana's nipple, forcing the unicorn girl to stumble to the side out of her way before letting go of her, walking up to face Tamira. She frowned, realising Tamira was taller than she was, even without the horn and she snarled, "Kneel, bitch!" She didn't like this one. Some sort of unicorn warrior. That was a laugh. She wished she could have a proper fight... but Master wouldn't like coming to find one of his favorite unicorns all beaten up, so humiliating her would have to be enough.

Tamira was aware of the silence in the cavern and could sense all the eyes on her. She wanted to do nothing more than punch this cat's lights out... but she knew that would end badly, very badly for her once Master Rahmor found out about it. And she would have to fight the other guards, not all of which were bad. So she reluctantly dropped to her knees, quaking in suppressed anger.

Nella patted Tamira's head, "Thats a good slave." She stepped forward, standing right in front of the kneeling unicorn and tapped on her horn with her sharp cat claws. "I could use a good cunt licking" she said, and the immediately added, "But you would LIKE that, being a dyke and all." She shoved Tamira's head to the side, "Get out of here" and turned to Dana, "And you watch your mouth. That was damn close to complaining about your Master, bitch..." She turned and walked away, feeling somewhat frustrated. Master did not like his guards playing with his new pet unicorns, and that was as close as she dared push that little scene. She would just find a lower ranked slave in her off hours and find some excuse to punish it. All these stuck up unicorns and all she could do was punish and smack them around a little if they disobeyed or acted up, which they had quickly learned not to.

Tamira got up and stalked to the other end of the cave, out near the large opening overlooking the dragon capital. Dana was at her side muttering quietly and darkly.

"That fucking whore of a bitch..." she said.

Tamira put a finger to her lips, "It's all right... don't get into trouble on my account. I put up with worse treatment in boot camp. She's just jealous because she knows I could kick her ass in a fair fight."

"If you don't stand up to bullies they will just walk over you" said Sabeth from behind them. "I guess your not as tough as I thought you were" she said with a sniff. The unicorn looked down her nose at the Tamira and Dana, the arrogant pose only slightly spoiled by the fact she was wearing heavy nipple decorations and was otherwise naked but for her slave collar. She still managed to look like a princess, her mane styled in a braid, the pattern indicating she came from from royalty.

"Oh, I suppose you would have stood up to her if it were you? Go ahead... go over there and tell her off!" said Dana angrily, happy to have a target after being forced to silently endure and watch the guards actions.

"I'm not the big bad warrior, am I?" retorted Sabeth. "But I suppose this just shows neither is SHE." She turned and clopped off in a huff.

Dana said, "I hope she gets her big fat head stuck somewhere unpleasant" in a dark tone.

Tamira shrugged, "Shes just upset that I let her get captured."

Dana said, "Oh come on. We have been over this before... they had fire-breathing drakes that could have eaten all of us in a a bite a piece. Plus they outnumbered us. I'm as mad as anyone about getting kidnapped and enslaved, but it was NOT your fault and she should know that. She is just pushing your buttons because she knows you feel guilty, so stop it."

Tamira smiles as she looked at her friend. It was good to see her acting with confidence and she didn't want to ruin it by arguing. "Your right. Shes just a bitch. I mean, she is just bitching."

"Lets get something to eat. That hay isn't going to get any fresher and I'm hungry" said Dana and they settled down to have an early lunch, if you could call dry hay and water lunch. She thought she would sell one of her new and improved tits for a carrot. She fought down the sudden thought that it was already sold, along with the rest of her and focused on crunching a mouthful of hay.

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Once more there was no warning or indication that Master was coming for a visit until the commotion at the cave entrance drew her attention. It had been a few hours after her lunch and she was dozing when she woke to the sound of the doors opening. She quickly roused herself and formed a line with the rest of the unicorn slaves, the sound of clopping and hoof steps dying out as they all lined up and dropped to their knees. She crossed her wrists behind her back and lowered her gaze. She hoped this would be another quick visit. She was surprised how little he came here after all the expense of buying them, but supposed he must have plenty to keep him busy being some sort of big shot, whatever that was.

Rahmor studied the line of thirteen unicorns, all collared and kneeling as they were ordered. He licked his lips in pleasure at their progress. They now all obeyed simple instructions to the letter and without hesitation. For the most part they would obey unpleasant and extreme orders too, although they still needed some prompting at times. Today he would continue their training and make those times even rarer. They were all learning their places, and he was quite happy with the progress he was making. "You!" he said, picking one at random. "My foot is dirty."

The mare trembled, but leaned forward to drop to her hands and knees and crawled, not quickly, but steadily until she reached the dragon. Bending her head she began giving little licks to the top of his blue foot, breathing fast and scared.

Rahmor ignored her and looked out at the rest of them. "The rest of you sluts... spread wide." He watched as all the mares shifted on their knees, spreading their legs wider, whimpering here and there, but all obeying the order. He inhaled deeply, enjoying the smells of the unicorns. They smelled like prey... like grass and nature. And he could smell the fear and submission. He looked over them, seeing the lines of humiliation brightening their faces under the white fur, his dragon vision picking out their emotions clearly. There was one who was terrified and scared. Tamara was angry and humiliated but controlling herself as she always did. Some were worried... a few seemed to be if not accepting their fate, resigned to it. Good... very good. he said, "Now masturbate. Put two fingers in your little cunts and fuck yourselves."

Dana flushed bright enough that it didn't take a dragon to spot it. Her humiliation and embarrassment did not stop her hand from moving between her legs and starting to play with herself. She made herself think of all the other times he gave orders to do something unpleasant. She knew her Master well enough now to know that someone would be the last to perform and would end up with some terrible punishment, and as bad as she felt about it, she wanted to make sure it was not herself this time. She closed her eyes, trying to think of a former stallion lover of hers as she slid her fingers inside her self, trying to get aroused so it wouldn't hurt. She opened them with a gasp as she realised the face she pictured was not her former boyfriend, but Tamira! Shaking her head to clear it she thought, "I'm not gay, where did THAT come from?"

Tamira was not confused in the least as she knelt next to Dana, and very clearly pictured her as she played with herself. She would never push her friend, or even expected anything of her, but Dana was the hottest unicorn mare she had even known, and if she wasn't in love, she was surely in lust with her. She wondered how much Dana suspected, but let her thoughts drift to more fun areas of her friend as she let out a soft moan.

Rahmor watched with satisfaction and erotic pleasure as the row of unicorn mares all obeyed him and with various degrees of expertise and success, fucked themselves. He looked them all over for almost a minute before lifting his finger and pointing at the unicorn on one end of the line, making her gasp and tremble before he began to move his arm, sweeping it down until he finally stopped it on the girl he had selected.

Marie felt her heart sink as she saw the dragons finger stop on her. She swore at herself for hesitating and looking around to see what everyone else would do before she followed them. Now that blue bastard was going to make her do something terrible, she was sure. She gulped and waited on her knees for the words she knew were coming.

Rahmor ordered, "Come here, bitch" and have the unicorn at his feet a quick smack on her muzzle as he sensed her head turn away from his foot to look at the approaching mare. He watched the selected mare until she was close enough to grab and pulled her closer to him and growled. He was satisfied to see her shrink back, but not pull away, her soft white fur rippling as shivers rolled over her body. He grabbed her tail, yanking her around until she was facing away from him, rump pulled up, exposing herself to him. "Do I need to teach you how to play with yourself, slut? It's easy... I even explained how."

Marie turned her head must enough to keep the dragon in sight, and widened her eyes as he saw him extend two fingers, then added a third before pointing them at her pussy. She swallowed dryly, opening her mouth to say something, then closing it again when she realised she didn't even know if saying anything at all would help or hurt. She didn't think when she opened her mouth again, this time to let out a scream as the dragon stabbed with the clawed fingers, ramming all three of them hard and deep into her pussy. She cried and tried to pull away from the pain, but the grip on her tail kept her in place as the scaled fingers slammed deep, the cruel claws scratching her tender, vulnerable sex.

Rahmor began to finger fuck his slave hard and fast, arm moving back and forth like a piston as he watched her struggle and cry and sniff. He let his fingers curl just ever so slightly and watched the mare let out a loud whinny as the sharp tips caught at her soft folds. Wet noises were coming from the mares pussy as he fucked her hard and roughly, hearing her cries of pain from the abuse. When he had decided she had enough he yanked his fingers out out and gave her ass several hard smacks, "Get back to your place, cunt."

Marie fell forward in a heap as her tail was let go and quickly crawled away, getting back into position and holding one hand cupped over her sex. She felt the lines of cuts inside her burning and aching. It hurt, but not so bad that she couldn't hold her pose and pay attention. She fought back a sniffle, determined not to give the dragon any more reason to single her out.

Rahmor slowly licked at his fingers, wet and stained with blood. "Now... clean your own fingers, sluts. And YOU... come here next." He smirked at the sight and sounds of mares sucking at their fingers, most with expressions of distaste, but a few seemed to be used to it. He nodded to himself, seeing what he expected. All the slaves had been interrogated when they were captured, talking about themselves and of others. He knew which were straight, which were gay and which were bi. Even of some of them didn't know it themselves. Yet.

Kindem suppressed a groan as she saw he was pointing at her. What did she do? She had been doing just as he asked, but she pulled her fingers from her mouth and crawled forward to present herself to the dragon. She could not help but groan in dismay as her Master lifted his leather kilt to reveal a raging erection. She hoped maybe he wanted to fuck her... she could do that... and being wet from playing with herself it might not be all that bad, but her fears were confirmed when a scaly paw grabbed the back of her head and the dragons cock-head was suddenly pressing against her tightly closed lips. She mmmphed, squirming and trying to spread her legs more as an offering. She could smell it and wanted to smack it away from her, but was able to at least keep that impulse under control. She did however manage to turn her head away and gasp out a breath. She tried not to, but she just HATED the whole idea of sucking cock. It was so gross and made her want to spit just thinking about it.

Rahmor suppressed a grin as Kindem fought off his cock with her struggles. He knew she hated sucking cock from the last time he made them all service him. He had to force her then, and she had not spent any time trying to overcome her dislike of it. He let her go, and then delivered a series of smacks to her face that sent her reeling "Back in line, bitch" he said with a snarl, and grabbed the unicorn at his feet by her horn, yanking her head to the level of his cock. As Kindem slunk away, he felt a tongue lapping at his cock-head and he pulled her mouth down over him until he could feel his cock choking her. He simply watched his unicorns as he fucked the mares mouth, hearing her choke and cough on his length. He really was too big for them, but he didn't care. In fact, he liked it and fucked her throat even deeper with a true grin spreading across his face.

Kindem resumed her pose and shuddered. He didn't punish her. Or was he just waiting? She swore at her luck silently... why did he have to pick HER to suck him.

Rahmor grunted and pulled the mare off his cock, then snapped his talons on one hand, "Get back in line."

The mare quickly crawled back, gasping for breath and coughing, her face wincing from the pain of having her throat savaged by the dragon's too large and painfully shaped shaft. She got back into position, kneeling and wiping the drool from her mouth before eeewing as she realised it was more than drool from the taste. Dragon precum. Yuck.

Rahmor motioned to his guards who brought forward a small table with a large pitcher and glasses for refreshments and turned to his slaves. "You all know by now what I expect of you. Obedience. When I give an order, you WILL obey it. Because no matter how awful, how painful, how humiliating an order may be... I can ALWAYS come up with something much worse. Do I need to bring you all on a field trip to see that bitch I fed to my plant? She is still alive... although her mind by now is close to being broken in that dark, wet prison."

Several mares visibly swayed at the reminder of how Evana had been grabbed by the foul tentacles, her mouth and ass and sex invaded and finally her body pulled inside where she would spend the rest of her life being made into just another part of the plant. It was a fate worse than death, with no hope of escape, even suicide was no option, her body wrapped and held captive and helpless.

"Today I test your obedience" he said as a guard knelt in front of him holding the empty pitcher and held his cock for him. He had lost his erection by now, and watched the mares as he began to piss into the large glass pitcher, slowly filling it with his dark yellow urine. He let out a soft ahhh of release, and saw the mares slowly react one by one as they realised what must be coming. The looks of dismay and helplessness almost gave him an erection again but he controlled himself and finished topping off the pitcher.

"He can NOT be serious" thought Dana as she watched the show, but did recall the first day the dragon had introduced himself and said they would all be placed in various positions, and one he mentioned was piss slave. She saw the tray held by a guard while another poured into the glasses. At least they were small glass cups, not more than a mouthful or two.

Nella took the tray to the front of the line, and presented it to a visibly shaking mare. "Take it" she said with an evil hiss to her words, and smiled as the mare reluctantly picked a glass and held it. She moved on down the line, pausing when she came to Tamira and not hiding her grin at all. "Enjoy, bitch" she said softly under her breath as she watched the so called warrior pick up a glass with a defiant look.

Tamira's hand didn't even tremble as she held the glass, as much as she wanted to throw it in that cat's face. She simply stared blankly ahead of her, not looking up, but not looking at the glass either that made her stomach feel funny just thinking about it.

Rahmor now held his own glass, filled with a wine so dark it might be blood. He said, "You all understand how to toast, don't you? I will lift my glass, say something, you will then lift yours, repeat what I said, and then drink." He waited until he was sure they all heard and understood, and raised his glass, "To Obedience and Domination!" and then drank his glass in a single gulp.

Dana's mouth was dry as she croaked out, "To obedience... and... and domination..." with her glass held up, the rest of the unicorns muttering and repeating in a similar fashion, and then brought the cup to her lips. She let out a cough, it smelled terrible, the glass warm in her hand and she hesitated. She could hear a loud gulping a few unicorns down and a coughing sputter from elsewhere as others worked to down their cups. She tried again and failed, unable to do it. She then thought about that poor unicorn and shuddered in fear. This was nothing compared to that fate. She took a deep breath and this time tipped the cup into her mouth and drank. It was as bad as she had expected, acrid and strong, the smell assaulting her nose and making her want to spit it out. But she hardened her resolve and drank it in one, then two gulps, lowering the glass and gasping, sticking her tongue out in disgust. She couldn't believe he made them do this. She couldn't' believe that she had just obeyed! The taste was still in her mouth and she swallowed several times trying to get rid of it... to clear out the reminder of just how much power this dragon held over them... how low she had sunk. Before her capture she wouldn't have even been able to think about doing something so dirty and fowl, and now... she did it with hardly any hesitation at all. She glanced around and saw to her surprise everyone else had finished theres too. Even the mare who wouldn't suck cock had managed hers. She hardly noticed when a tray was held out and she looked for another glass to drink, but was relieved to see it was only to collect the empty glasses.

Rahmor clapped slowly after the glasses were collected, and the mares all knelt gasping and looking dejected, disgusted or both. "Very good, girls. I was expecting at least some of you to be unable to drink your Masters piss, but you have surprised and pleased me." He was pleased. As much fun as punishing the reluctant ones would be, seeing them all obey was really what he lived for. Such a perfect example of his Domination of them. They were his, and they knew it.

He walked up and down the line of his slaves, almost strutting. Each unicorn seemed to shrink back as he passed. Dropped their head or gaze. Held their breath. He paused, standing in front of one named Telly in her former life, now just to be addressed as "slave" by him. He didn't even bother to command her, but simply pulled her to her feet by her horn, leading her out of the line and then turning her around so she faced away from him. He reached around to cup her breasts, squeezing them as the mare shivered and allowed him to fondle her. He whispered in her ear, "Are you my slave?"

Telly stammered, "Y-y-y-yes Sir." She owed as his hands squeezed her tender breasts, letting out a whimper.

"Do you want my cock in you again, slave?" the dragon asked and licked at her equine ear, making it flick and twitch.

Telly fought back tears of fear as she remembered the first time he fucked her, raped her... gave her an egg the even now was growing in her belly. She said, "I do if you want me to... Master..."

Rahmor said nothing more, but pulled her breasts forward and down, making her bend over, his feet kicking her hooves apart as he crouched behind her to get the right angle, his cock hard, the tip sliding between her furry thighs, up to press to her sex from behind.

"Ohhh..." said Telly as she trembled. She knew what was to come, fearing it, but fearing her Masters anger even more. Her legs quivered and she grabbed her knees to steady herself. She looked out at the row of sister slaves, some were watching, others turned away. She didn't plead with her gaze, she knew nobody could help her, nobody would.

Rahmor moved one hand down to her belly, pressing, stroking and caressing. He nibbled at her ear, biting it and drawing drops of blood as she writhed under him. "Should I give you ANOTHER egg, slave?"

Telly sobbed at the question, feeling the large cock deep in her sex, remembering the feel when the spines and barbs emerged, dreading it again, it had hurt so bad, left her bleeding for a day even with unicorn healing. She could only whisper a broken, "Please... please..." in return.

"Beg for another egg, slave..." he said as he thrust his cock slickly in and out of her sex, his powerful body pressing against her from behind.

Telly whined, grunting at each slow thrust, then licked her still piss flavored lips and said, "Please..." and managed to choke out in a voice barely a whisper, "give me another egg..."

Rahmor fucked her for several more strokes, and then slammed into her, impaling her completely on his length and making her cry out. "No, slave... you don't deserve another. Not yet."

Telly let out her breath in a loud sob, crying both in relief and fear, slowly getting her voice under control, knowing that the dragon behind her could change his mind if she displeased him. She started to move with his thrusts, pressing back against him as he came forward to meet him... muttering under her breath... "Master... master... master..."

Rahmor used his slave, his hands holding her hips tight as he slammed into her again and again, hips moving in a quick fucking motion, slapping her ass against his scaly thighs. He growled and hissed behind her, and finally let out a roar as he climaxes, spurting his seed into her sex... shuddering as his balls clenched and released their load inside her.

Telly gasped out, feeling the hotness spreading... but not the pain of his spikes and barbs... and not the burning, searing feel of it filling her womb. The single egg would remain alone, for now as he had promised. She gasped and fell forward onto her face as she was shoved off the dragon, rolling onto her side and rubbing her chin, then getting to her knees to shuffle back into line.

Rahmor rumbled, "That was how a slave behaves, girls... remember that." He walked down the line, cock swaying and dripping cum. As he passed Kindem he turned, his large cock slapping her against the side of her face.

Kindem gasped and wrenched her head away as the slimy cock hit her face, leaving the side of it sticky with cum. She wiped it off with a hand, disgusted. She had managed to drink the piss, it was nowhere near as nasty as this sticky, slimy white stuff that was on her now. She icked as she just manged to spread it around when she was suddenly yanked off her feet by her neck! She gagged and choked, trying to take a breath but couldn't, her hooves dangling above the floor as she grabbed at the blue wrist at her neck.

Rahmor hissed, "I don't care what kind of problem or phobia you have about cocks in your mouth, bitch. I am your MASTER and you will not refuse me. Ever." He turned, still holding the unicorn and made his way to the cave entrance without another word.

Kindem kicked with her hooves at the air as she was carried out of the slave pen and into the corridor, a long, large tunnel. She felt herself flung down onto the ground, coughing and chocking, gasping for breath with her hands at her neck. She turned her head and cringed back from the dragon looming over her. She tried to say she was sorry... that she just COULDN'T suck cock and flinched back as his tail swing around at her. But it only wrapped around her sore neck and yanked her along behind the dragon as he walked. The grip was too tight for her to talk, only letting her gasp in a breath ans so she crawled on all fours behind him, scraping and banging her knees when she didn't move fast enough. She was lost by the first turn, and had no idea how long or far she was dragged half-conscious by the choking grip. She only knew it was over when she could suddenly breathe freely again and took several gasping breaths, shaking her head to clear it.

She was in a room FULL of dragons. Dragons of all colors, all in leather straps or metal armor, weapons hanging from their belts. And they were all looking at her. Hungrily. She looked around wildly for her Master... he wouldn't let them eat her, would he? She scrambled back against his legs and cowered.

"All right, solders. Listen up. This little slave of mine seems to have a problem sucking cock. I want you to help her out with this little problem. No barbs. No fucking her ass or cunt. But I want her to drink enough cum to float a boat, is that CLEAR?"

"Yes SIR!" said most of the dragons in unison, looking greedily at the fine unicorn mare. Many had never even seen a unicorn before, let alone such a prize as her, and bulges began to appear, popping up as the dragons got a good look at the naked mare. The female solders looked with interest as well, some just curious but others obviously aroused by the sight of a naked unicorn mare.

"Nooo... please... I'll try again... really..." whined Kindem, suddenly afraid. One dragon using her scared her, but a whole room full? Despite her protests she was pulled to a chair and roughly shoved down into it, a dragon pinning her in place, hands on her shoulders, tail wrapping around her legs. She looked up at a big male dragon who was standing in front of her, then down at the cock suddenly jutting out at her face. She tried to turn her head away but he was too quick and grabbed it. She closed her mouth stubbornly as the cock-head pressed to her nose, but a hand was grabbing her jaw, fingers pressing inward by her cheeks and forcing her to open up. A second later the cock was roughly shoved inside and she was trying to push it out with her tongue. But it was too large and heavy and it rammed into the back of her throat, choking her. She groaned, making gurgling and spitting noises as it rammed in, fucking her muzzle. She struggled as the awful taste overpowered what was left of the piss and felt tears run down her cheeks from the humiliation of being used in such a bad and dirty way. She didn't think it could get any worse, but the the dragon came in her mouth, the thick seed spurting all over her tongue and she struggled even harder. The taste was foul and vile... worse than she had ever imagined. The feel of the slimy, sticky stuff filling her mouth made her sick. She shuddered in revulsion.

Rahmor squeezed a breast as he leaned in and said, "You can come back when you can suck like a pro..." then stood and left her, leaving her alone with the group. He motioned the leader of the small regiment over and said, "Here are your instructions for her..."

Kindem uggged as the dragon pulled his cock from her mouth and she could turn her head and spit out the wad of cum. As much as she hated the stuff, she didn't want it ON her! She hacked out another spit, trying to get the stuff out of her mouth and wanting to scrub her tongue. Suddenly a second dragon was in her way and another cock was shoved into her mouth. She mmmphed in surprise as he too fucked her, this one was a little longer and managed to stay in her throat most of the time, and when he came she could feel it spurting directly down her throat, painfully force-feeding her his load. She gasped as he pulled out and spit again, feeling the cum from the first running down her chin, coating her lips. She got her mouth closed again, making them force it open once more for the third cock. She was crying freely now, the taste was so bad... the slimy feel of the cum making her shudder in disgust. But she was helpless as he rammed his groin against her nose, hurting it as his cock sank deep. She tried to turn her head or pull away but hands were always there to stop her. Her only reward for her efforts was a third mouthful of cum, spitting out as much as she could before another struggle to keep more cocks out of her mouth. Her chest and legs were dripping in cum as she no longer cared where she spit, she just wanted it out of her mouth!

Her jaw was so sore by the time the last of them were finished. She had given up trying to keep her mouth closed, it hurt too much when they pried it open and it never stopped them. She simply spit out as much as she could and when another cock was offered, opened to take it. She coughed as she realised all the dragons had had their turn, no more were lined up. Sighing with relief she relaxed and stuck her tongue out, groaning at the horrible taste and feel of all those cocks. Maybe next time she WOULD try harder to give Master a blow-job. She hacked and coughed again, thinking at least Master seemed to bathe... some of these dragons smelled bad when they pressed up, their cocks tasting like musk and old cum. Some of them had a strange taste Kindem had suspected might be from females they last fucked and was confirmed when several of the female dragons had stepped in front of her to grind dragon pussy against her unicorn mouth and nose. Worse yet, more than one cock tasted like ass. Literally.

She was suddenly hauled up from her chair and she croaked out, "Where... where is my Master?" as she was led out of the barracks and down a hall. She blinked as she was brought into another room full of dragons, and shoved down into another chair. She inhaled sharply as they formed a line and she shook her head, "Noooo... I already DID this... mmmph!" She felt the now familiar feel of a cock in her mouth, realising she was not done after all, and wondered how many rooms there were in this place. She choked as this dragon came quickly, before she was ready and spurted as she was trying to breathe. She snorted, sneezing cum from her nose and coughed around the cock, sniffing and snorting as he withdraw, then another was in her mouth before she could completely recover. The smell of the stuff IN her nose made her head swim and she suffered for several more blow-jobs until she could get it all out. But it happened again before she even finished with half of the dragons in the room, leaving her simply sneezing out a spray of cum ever now and then as she worked not to choke on it.

By the time she finished with the second room she had stopped spitting out mouthfuls of cum. No matter how much she spit she couldn't get it all out between dragon cocks, so she gave up and just let it dribble out from between her lips as they fucked her muzzle, breathing when she could, but often choking on a load and getting a sinus full of cum for her trouble.

Halfway through the third room Kindem started to swallow instead of letting it sit there, learning it made it less likely she would choke on it if she got it down quick enough. Besides, some of them came down her throat anyway, so it wasn't like she wasn't swallowing it already.

By the fourth barracks she was licking and sucking, having noticed it got them off faster, and the quicker she did them the sooner she would be out of here. She opened obediently for the next cock, licking the underside and bobbing her head willingly now, sucking... pressing her lips tightly to it and was relieved when this dragon came quickly from her new skills, and gulped down the cum so she wouldn't choke or inhale it. She panted as the cock slipped out, looking around for the next and opening wide. Her mind was elsewhere, her body on automatic... trying not to pay attention too closely... trying to ignore the feel of cock after cock entering her, all the loads she swallowed. How full her belly was.

She never noticed when she was brought back to the first barracks again, sucking them off mindlessly. Her jaws hurt, her throat was raw... but she went on and on, only wanting to finish them all and be done with it. But there was no end for her... the orders Rahmor had given them was that she was to be used all night. Male dragons had no problem with generating large amounts of cum on short notice, so there was always 'another' barracks room for her to service. Her only respite were occasional bathroom breaks, then then back for more cocks. No longer needing to be held down, she pumped the cocks with one hand, massaging the dragons heavy balls with the other as she went from room to room in an endless circle, eyes dull, motions automatic.

...

Dana stretched and yawned in the morning, and looked around at her sisters. She frowned, not seeing Kindem anywhere. She nudged Tamira awake, "Kindem never came back. Do you think he put her in..." she broke off, unable to continue.

Tamira didn't say anything, but looked at the door. "I think someone is coming... a noise woke me up just before you nudged me."

The door to the slave pens opened almost as Tamira was finished speaking, and who female guards walked in, carrying a slumped and nearly unconscious Kindem in. They dumped her onto the floor, her body making an ominous splatting sound, and then turned around and left.

Dana rushed over to the groaning unicorn and covered her mouth at the sight, and the smell of her. She was completely covered in cum from head to hoof, her fur soaked in the sticky stuff. "Oh my..." was all she could say.

Kindem breathed slowly, groaning, reaching up to rub her jaw and cough. "Eh... ack... is... is it... over?" she said in a broken, scratchy voice. She slumped back to the floor and clutched at her belly which was visibly swollen from it's massive load of cum. For the first time she envied the ability of other species to throw up. She wanted to get rid of that heavy mass in her belly so bad, but there was nothing she could do to ease the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Dana knelt down and was going to pat her shoulder, but couldn't quite manage it. "Yes... it's all over" she said, not being sure what had happened to her, but being pretty sure that it was indeed now over since she was back. She phewed at the smell. She had sucked her Master so she knew what dragon cum was like, but the sheer amount of it here, plus some of it smelled like it was hours old... or more.

"Good..." said Kindem and slumped onto the floor, snorting a bit and then closing her eyes and falling asleep.

"What did he DO to her?" said Dana, looking at the exhausted mare.

Tamira grimaced and shook her head, "Nothing good I can guess."

Mares were murming similar questions, asking if there was anything to be done for her.

Dana stood and found the guard that had been nice to her before. "Umm... miss? Are there any towels... or a way we can give her a bath?"

Ralean shook her leopardess head, "Sorry... she will just have to wait until everyone is taken to be bathed again. If Master had wanted her cleaned, he would have had her bathed before bringing her back here."

Dana nodded and shrugged, feeling bad for the mare, but not knowing what else she could do for her.

Nella smirked, swishing her feline tail. "I have a suggestion... why don't you, your dyke friend, and the rest of you bitches all lick her clean?"

Dana didn't respond, simply walking away before her mouth could get her into any trouble, shaking her head sadly.

It was late into afternoon before Kindem woke, groaning and rubbing her jaw. "Uggg... I feel terrible." She made a terrible crawling and squelching noise as she had to nearly peel herself off the floor. Where she wasn't still wet, the cum had dried into hard clumps on her fur, adhering to the floor. She snuffled, rubbing at her nose which was caked with dried cum.

Sabeth said, "You look even worse. And smell even worse than that."

Dana shushed at her, "Are you ok, Kindem?"

Kindem sat up woozily and said, "I... I think so." She coughed. "At least I can talk again... throat still hurts, but not as bad."

Sabeth said, "Looks like they dropped you in a barrel of that stuff."

Kindem winced and shook her head, "They just... came all over me at the end... guess they got bored with my mouth."

Nobody knew what to say in response to that one, and it was quiet until Dana finally said, "Uhhh... a lot of them?"

Kindem said, "Dragons. The whole fucking city it felt like. Hardly had time to breathe... I still feel lightheaded from all those damn cocks in my mouth, had to breathe between them." She looked up, then blushed and looked back down, trying to rub some of the cum out of her fur, feeling ashamed suddenly. She had spent so much time, and with so much cock in her mouth she almost forgot it wasn't something one talked casually about like that. She shook her head and a few unicorns backed up as bits of cum when flying. "Sorry. Can I get a bath?"

Dana shook her head, "I already asked... guess you have to wait."

Kindem signed and nodded, and spit once, blahing. This stuff doesn't taste any better the day after, i can tell you that. She sighed, then stood up. "Maybe if I stand by the edge there I can get some fresh air, and dry out faster." She tried to stand up but owed as matted fur pulled in sensitive spots. "Can I get a hand up, please?" she asked.

Nobody came forward at first, but Dana stepped over to help and a pair of other unicorns got Kindem to her feet without getting covered in cum too much themselves.

"You were kinda lucky" said Dana as she walked with Kindem to get some fresh air.

"How the hell do you think that?" asked Kindem with a frown.

"They made us finish off the pitcher after you left" said Tamira with a disapproving look on her face. She spat.

Kindem said, "Oh... I guess we all had a rough night then. Well... thankfully it's all over. Tomorrow has to be better, doesn't it?"

Only silence answered her question. Nobody else wanted to.