Fates of the Unicorns - Rennae's Rape
Fates of the Unicorns - Rennae's Rape
This is a short story written for the winner of my 'You Wanna Get Reaped?' auction. Vixyfox from FA won the auction and wished for her character Rennae to meet with Rahmor from my Fates of the Unicorns story series. The two encounter each other, and as often happens when a dragon meets a slave... much rape ensues. :)
There are no spoilers for the series here. You can read more about Rahmor and the rest in my story gallery.
"Master Rahmor, may I beg a moment of your time?" asked a sly looking dragon as he spotted the familiar blue presence of one of his best customers.
Rahmor gave a slight tilt of his head and paused in his browsing. Nothing truly interesting so far. He usually had agents do the work of finding slaves with interesting histories or unique talents, but there was nothing quite like browsing the slave markets in person. He loved seeing newly captured furries flinching and cringing as they were examined and considered. Knowing that if he wished, he could buy any of them that he liked and take them back to his lair to do absolutely anything he pleased with, or to them. He was not an exceptionally cruel dragon, but did enjoy having fun with his slaves. If they didn't like it, well, that only meant they NEEDED more training and domination, didn't it?
Kachal led the blue dragon into the private showing ring, passing by a pair of dragon guards. Private in this sense meant that it took an invitation to get in, not that it was closed off or hidden away. On the contrary, it was wide open for anyone to wander past and take a look. Dragons often would spend time admiring the specials, or gossiping about which dragon or dragoness was visiting. Unlike the common slave pens, there were no restrictions on what one could DO to the slaves on display here. A dragon in good standing could not just feel, examine and handle the merchandise... he or she could fuck them senseless, beat them... subject them to tests or interrogation. If a dragon abused their privileges they simply would not be invited back, and no dragon wished that. Special status and privilege were highly regarded, and having a standing invitation to the dealers room was a perk none would willingly risk. Not to say a dragon couldn't get away with quite a bit. The dealers wanted to make sales.. and if that meant taking a bit of damage now and then, so be it.
"Here we are... just newly arrived. A visiting dignitary of some sort. I know of your love for equines, and though you might enjoy handling such a unique breed" said the slaver.
Rahmor ignored the other slaves tied, hung and strapped to posts. He had seen them all before. With cold eyes he regarded the newcomer. She was hugging the post, keeping it between herself and the two dragons. He saw her hands were cuffed together with the post between her arms, making her lean against the wooden pole. He nodded in approval, a classic bondage position for a slave display. He hmmed as he looked her over, "Mix of some breed of horse and a fox? Unusual. But I do prefer my slaves to be purebred. Mutts often have undesirable qualities or low intelligence."
Rennae had watched the approach of the two dragons warily. She had been struggling with her emotions ever since the horrible night when her caravan had been attacked. Panic. Terror. Horror at being captured. Humiliation at being stripped, examined. Angered as she was collared like a common animal. Furious as she was offered to dragons like an object. Now she fumed in indignation at being called a mutt, and stupid! She huffed, "We crossbreeds are NOT stupid. That is an unjust rumor. We are every bit as good as so-called purebreds." She knew all too well how some furries thought down on crossbreeds. Luckily most enjoyed the sight of a rare successful mating of two species and treated them almost like royalty, but there were always those who hated them for being different and special. It was what she had been doing.. traveling to promote harmony among the furry races. She hated injustice wherever she saw it, and now SHE was being treated MOST unfairly!
Rahmor's tail twitched at the comment. It was like talons on a chalkboard to a dragon. Here she was, in the middle of the dragon capital, naked, collared, up for auction. She should be on her knees hoping for a good Master to take her. She didn't have to like what might happen to her, but she should accept her situation. Did he enjoy knowing that he would likely die at the hand of some unthinkably terrible insect monster? No. He hated the thought of those THINGS ending his life, doing who knows what to his corpse, if he was lucky enough to die before capture. But he flew on missions anyway. Because he was GOOD at it. Because he could command drakes and dragons. He was needed. It was his PLACE. Nothing else would do.
The fox-horse halfbreed saw the dragon pause at her words, and then noticed that although he was dressed like many of the guards and warriors, his weapon and other decorations were made of very fine materials. Gold, silver... diamonds and gems. All very understated, but clear once she took the time to look. Dragon royalty? Someone who she could press her case to? She spoke again, "Please mister, I shouldn't be here. My name is Rennae. I was on a mission of peace and understanding..."
It was the exact wrong thing to say to a dragon, especially one that firmly believed she DID belong there. His hand shot out and grabbed her by her muzzle, clamping it shut and yanking down.
Rennae mrrrfed and grunted as she was forced down by her muzzle. With her arms locked around the post they too had to follow and she squirmed as she sank into a crouched position. The dragon hand turned her muzzle, forcing her to look to her side, straight into the dragons erect cock. Her first thought was he got his kilt off fast! Her second was that's a BIG cock. Her third was, are those... spikes? She had seen naked dragons molesting other furries, but not close up. This was her first look at a dragon member and she didn't like the looks of it at all. She blinked cross eyed at it as he thrust it right into her face, pressing the tip to her nose.
"Show some respect SLAVE... lick" said Rahmor in a cold tone. He relaxed his hand, and as soon as he did felt the fox's muzzle slip out as she pulled back. He make a tsk-tsking noise. "You will regret that, bitch."
Rennae clenched her teeth in anger, "Bitch? Who was he to call her such things!" She opened her mouth to protest but yelped instead as her tail was grabbed and yanked backward. She rrrrghed, her hands locked around the pose as her rear was pilled backward by her long fox tail. She huffed at the uncomfortable position, hands locked around the pose, back stretched straight and bent over at the waist. This was even worse than the crouch. She leaned against the post with her shoulder and looked back in time to see a hand swinging at her rump. Smack! "Owwwww!' Smack! "Stooooop!" Smack! "Ahhhhhh!" Smack! "Nnnnngh!"
Rahmor spanked the vixen-mare hard, swatting her ass powerfully as he gave it a good look over. It did seem to have the best attributes of both a mare and a vixen. Quite nice to look at. He ended one spank with a grope, feeling.. caressing.. squeezing.
Rennae ow-ow-owed as her sore ass was handled and squeezed. Then the spanking continued, her ass burning from the painful and unending smacks. She cried out, and cried as tears ran down her furry cheeks. "Please stop..." she whined, her tail painfully yanked whenever she tried to shift her butt out of the way out pull it inward. The spankings slowed, but that only made it worse as it gave her poor butt time to recover and burn hotly before the next blow came down on her bruised flesh. "Ahhhhhhh!"
Rahmor smirked. Such a fine ass shouldn't go to waste, he thought. Still holding her tail up high he moved behind her and swiftly kicked her ankles apart.
Rennae sniffled at the pause, hoping it was over, then meeped as her legs were kicked out widely. She tried to close them but the dragon had moved up, blocking them with his feet and legs. Then something hard and pointed pressed against her sex, making her gasp. The pain and stimulation of the spanking seemed to have a side effect as she realized she was moist. How embarrassing! She said, "Wait.. don't... mmmmrrrrmmph!" She struggled as a hand once more clamped down over her muzzle, cutting off her protest. Her eyes narrowed in anger, and then went WIDE as a hard, thick cock plunged into her! She may have been wet, but was NOT ready and she yelled in discomfort into the hand as her vagina was rudely stretched and pried open by the invading cock. "Rrrrrrrrgh!" She grunted as it kept going in deeper and deeper, not stopping or even slowing to give her time to adjust. It simply filled her until she felt it bump into her cervix, making her yelp in pain.
Rahmor hrrred... he was only half way into the furry bitch. He COULD go all the way in if he shoved REALLY hard, but all dragon males knew how delicate furry females were. Doing that was a sure way to permanently damage them. Sometimes it was done as a punishment, but it rarely helped make a better behaved slave. Nothing most dragons would do to a slave on the first fuck. SO instead he pulled back and slammed in again, giving her barrier a good thumping, but not trying to tear through it.
Rennae whinnied loudly as she was pounded good and hard, her sex stretched.. feeling like she was being fisted hard. She had only done it that once... the wolf said it would feel good.. and it did.. maybe... but this... this HURT! It didn't feel good at all! Well.. maybe a little.. it was so hard to tell with the burning of her ass and the rough, hard raping. She was being raped! She cried out into the hand, sobbing in humiliation at being taken like this.. everybody watching. She struggled but couldn't stop him.. helpless as she was raped in broad daylight. She wanted to crawl into a hole, to get away from the dragon fucking her.. to hide her shame. She shuddered as the dragon kept going. She was stretched out now, it didn't hurt as much as before, although the steady thumping as the dragon bottomed out made her wince and whinny loudly. She gasped as a hand reached under her to grab a hanging breast, squeezing it, playing with the nipple. She moaned, then owed as he pinched it, and then moaned louder at a twist.
Rahmor leaned down, jaws opened wide to take her neck into his maw. With jaws that could crush bone, he held the slave as he continued to fuck her as deep as she could take it, and perhaps just a BIT more.
Rennae let out a long whimper and shuddered at the feel of the dragons jaws closing around her neck. It made her feel so vulnerable, so weak. The mare side of her reacted in fear and terror... the feeling of being PREY almost overwhelming. Her fox side however responded with feelings of submission and surrender... teeth and hot breath at her neck.. a large, strong male taking her. She moaned louder and longer at the sensations, both nipples hard, even though only one was being toyed with.
Rahmor pounded the disobedient little furry against the slave post, hammering away, feeling her begin to press back against him. Good, she was learning... trying to please him. His pleasure at her actions soon turned to annoyance as she began to buck and moan, revealing that she was not trying to make HIM happy, she was trying to make HERSELF happy!
Rennae had no thoughts on pleasing Rahmor or herself.. she just floated in a world of pain, and pleasure. She had never been treated like this... it angered her, humiliated her... but that huge cock touched her in places she never had before. Not just where it slammed home, but in her mind. She gasped and moaned deep and low.. and let out a loud shriek of pleasure as she orgasmed harder than she ever had before. The orgasm took her by surprised and she ground her hips backward into the dragons crotch, hands clawing at the wood, legs straight and tight as her entire body trembled and quivered. "Oh... OHHHHH! YESSSSNNNNNNGGGGHHH!!!! AAAAHHHHH!!!"
Rahmor watched the furry slave suddenly, and loudly cumming on his cock, thrashing and writhing as he fucked her. He grunted, allowing her to cum because although she was being punished and shouldn't be enjoying it, her movements and orgasm DID feel good. He hisssed in pleasure as she rode his cock... squeezing and humping it. He waited for her moans to slow and stop, then leaned down to look her in the face. Time to make her remember she was being punished, not rewarded! "Are you QUITE finished, slut?"
Rennae had been nuzzling into the hand dreamily when the words shocked her out of her blissful haze. Slut? She shuddered in humiliation, then anger. Her glared died before it even began as she looked into the dragons hard eyes.
Rahmor said, "You obviously need a much STRONGER lesson, cunt..."
Rennae did glare this time, being called a word nobody had EVER used on her before. This time his look didn't stop her glare, it was the sudden feeling of something sharp, no, LOTS of sharp somethings suddenly prodding her from the inside! She let out a loud whinny and then whimpered, wincing as a line of pain ran along her vagina, and a ring of needle like, stabbing pricks erupted deep in her sex.
Rahmor smiled in satisfaction as the spines on the underside of his cock erected, as well as the ring of barbs around his cocktip. Normally pressed flat into subtle indentations they were just pointy bumps. But when erected they served to lock a dragons penis into a female, as well as tell her this mating was for real, to stimulate her body to prepare to accept his seed and fertilize a clutch of eggs. The sexual walls of a dragoness were thick and healed fast. It hurt them as much as a furry, but the pain also triggered intense pleasure. A dragoness might feel pain and walk funny for a few days after such a mating, but would be left with no lasting damage. A furry fucked with a cock in such a state would be left torn and ripped to shreds, possibly never being able to have normal sex again. Rahmor had no intention of destroying this slaves tight little cunt.. he had OTHER plans.
Rennae let out a howl as the cock moved in her, poking and pricking. She gasped and hissed, clenching her teeth as it felt like she was being torn up inside. In reality his cock was hardly moving at all, but it FELT like she was being raped with a pine tree! She howled into the hand, her words muffled. "Oh... stop.. please.. anything.. I'll do anything.. just stop... ahhhh!"
Rahmor controlled himself, moving carefully.. pushing his cockhead right to the limit of her sex.. feeling with it.. there... right... THERE.
The mare-vixen suddenly let out a gasp as the top of the dragons member pressed inward, and what felt like a hot blast of lava flowed into her. She nnnnnnnnghed at the sensation, part pain, part something she never felt before as the jet of cum blasted up into her womb, filling it with the hot, sticky seed. She grunted and gasped, feeling the strange sensation warming her belly, mixing with the pain. It felt so weird, so strange... so... exotic. She couldn't help herself as she cried out in a second orgasm, her body trembling as she screamed, this time in pleasure.
Rahmor clenched his own jaws tight as he came, the pleasure a hot spike in his brain.. making him WANT to fuck this bitch into the pole so hard he broke it, and her. He didn't, but only barely. He shuddered and groaned, balls tight and hot, releasing not just his seed but the hormones that activate his sperm and a female dragons womb to make eggs, and baby dragons. In a furry there was little chance of baby dragons, but there would be an egg. Usually just one.. but a big one!
Rennae gasped and shuddered as she slowly came down from her second orgasm. She flushed in embarrassment, seeing other slaves and dragons watching her. Judging her! She was no slut! This wasn't her fault.. the dragon MADE her do this. With his strange cock doing things to her against her will.. MAKING her body respond like that. It wasn't her. It wasn't! Then she yelled out in fear as the dragon pressed against her, then pulled out.. his spikes withdrawn and his thick cock sliding out easily. She groaned, her pussy feeling like it must be gaping a foot wide, and strangely empty. She slumped down to her knees, shivering from the sensations. Spanking. Rape. Orgasm. Lastly, whatever had just happened to her. Her mind felt fuzzy, stunned from the assault. This time when her nose was presented with Rahmor's cock she didn't pull away. She didn't lick, but neither did she resist as it pushed between her lips and into her mouth. Some of the cum was scraped off by her lips, making a mess of her nose and chin. The rest filled her mouth with the mixed taste of dragon, mare and vixen sex. She moaned around it... mmmmphing as she was muzzle-fucked for a time. Then it pulled out, leaving her face sticky and wet, her tongue tingling with the taste.
Rahmor lifted his foot and planted it on the slaves shoulders, shoving her all the way down to the floor, pinning her in place. "That is where you belong, slave..."
Rennae quivered as she was forced down to the dirt, still too overwhelmed to respond. Then something wet splattered against her face, and suddenly a yellow stream was splashing over her muzzle and head. She snorted, smelling the acrid scent of piss. She struggled again, but the foot held her in place as she was peed on, her for matting down with the awful liquid. She closed her eyes as her face was drenched, her tail tightly tucked between her legs. Soon it was over, but the smell stayed. She trembled, fear and humiliation warring with anger and resentment. Fear won and she whimpered, ready to do whatever she was told... anything to make him go away and leave her alone. She trembled in submission. For now.
Rahmor nodded in satisfaction, bending down to pick up his kilt and fasten it back around himself. He said, "Interesting... but I am not looking for a mixed-breed right now. Oh... you may want to hold off selling her for a while. She will be laying an egg."
Rennae blinked. THAT cut through her haze. An egg? Was he serious? She quivered... could dragons DO that?
Kachal chuckled, "I see. Would you like it delivered to you when she lays it? It should be an interesting specimen, her being a half-breed."
Rahmor began walking back to the exit of the pen, "Yes... I'd be interested in seeing it."
Kachal said, "She will be here for some time then.. feel free to use her again when you come by."
Rahmor chuckled, "It might be an interesting diversion. I'll do that."
Kachal grinned toothily, already making plans. Rahmor was a good customer, but even more important, his business drew others to him as well. While dragons did not like buying a slave carrying another dragon's egg, he knew he could now get more for her once she had laid it. 'Trained by Master Rahmor himself!' he thought. Yes.. that was good. He would make sure to put that on her papers and instruct his assistants to use that in their sales pitch. Who wouldn't want a slave broken by such a decorated dragon! She would make him a pile of gold. Two piles!
Exhausted, Rennae watched the blue dragon depart, not ever wanting to see his ugly face, or cock again. She spit into the puddle forming by her head, the taste of his cock lingering, just as the feel of it lingered in her battered and bruised... but tingling sex.