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Jennifer sighed happily as the bubbling water of the hot-tub eased some of the aches and pains of her body. They were not unpleasant pains, however: she had just finished a rather vigorous session with Luna, during which she had indulged her submissive side and let the wolfess have her way with her.

She had been dragged - almost literally - to the pool's shower area, which was connected to the dungeon by a discreet door. There, the vixen had been bound to a pole in the middle of the room, streams of high-pressure water from half a dozen different shower heads playing over her body, while Luna indulged in one of her favourite pastimes: pleasuring her mistress until the vixen was a quivering wreck. The session had been invigorating, especially when Luna had directed three different shower heads straight at Jennifer's now over-sensitive cleft. When Luna had finished with her, the vixen had walked, somewhat unsteadily, to the nearby hot-tub to recover. The wolfess had gone in search of Sky, apparently intent on seeking her own pleasure.

As Jennifer squirmed slightly in the tub's massaging jets, their subtle pressure a pleasant reminder of Luna's shower technique, there was a quiet splash as someone else slipped into the frothy water. The vixen lazily opened one eye to see Storm settling herself on the other side of the tub. "I was wondering if you were going to join me" said Jennifer.

Storm froze for a moment. "I can go if you want..." Jennifer lifted a hand from the water and gestured for her to sit. The dragoness licked her lips, before hesitantly asking a question. "...How did you know I was here?"

The vixen smiled. "I saw you in the pool when Luna and I arrived." She opened her eyes and looked slyly at Storm. "I'm fairly sure I saw you watching us as well, though I was a little... distracted at the time. Oh, don't worry," she added with a wink, "if we minded being watched, we wouldn't have been in the shower room."

Storm shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Jennifer suspected it was not just because she'd been caught in her voyeuristic spying, but decided to wait for her to make the next move. The dragoness sat silently in the hot-tub, occasionally looking at Jennifer. Once or twice she opened her mouth as if to ask a question, but each time, she hesitated. Eventually, just as the vixen had decided to rise from the tub, she spoke.

"Did... Did you... enjoy it?"

Jennifer grinned. "Of course I did. I think you've heard me cum often enough by now to know what I sound like."

Storm blushed. "I have... I- I mean..." She chewed her lip gently as she tried to phrase her next question. "How could you enjoy it? You... you were... tied up."

The vixen's grin grew wider. "That's why I enjoyed it so much."

"But..." The dragoness shook her head. "I don't... How can you...? I mean-"

"How can I enjoy being bound and helpless?"

Storm nodded.

Jennifer suppressed a sigh; this was a question that had been coming for quite a while. She had been waiting for it ever since Storm had begun to take part in the household's more carnal pursuits. None of them had tried to hide their kinkier activities from the dragoness, but neither had they asked her to join in, for fear of bringing bad memories back to the surface. But in a group where bondage and domination were as much a part of the sexual repertoire as kisses and caresses, it was something that needed to be addressed.

The vixen leaned forward, resting her arms on her knees as she gazed at Storm. "There are two things I want you to understand, Storm" she said. "The first is that no one here is expecting you to take part in that sort of play unless you want to. No one will pressure or coerce you into trying it. No one will suggest it, force it on you, or in any other way get you to do anything against your will." From Storm's confident nod, Jennifer knew that fact was already understood, but she wanted it stated plainly. "The second is that what your previous owner" - she avoided using Lily's name, knowing that hearing it still made the dragoness flinch - "did to you was about as far from what we get up to as night is from day."

Storm frowned. "But you tie the others up and... and do... things... to them." Storm closed her eyes, evidently battling back memories of 'things' that had been done to her in the past.

Jennifer reached forward, taking her hands reassuringly. "Just because it looks similar doesn't make it the same thing" she said. "The difference is that when one of us is tied down, chained up, or otherwise restrained, we've given permission. No matter how much we might wriggle, or pretend we want to escape, or sometimes even beg to be released, we want to be there, in that situation. And that permission makes all the difference in the world." The vixen held Storm's hands as the dragoness considered what she had said. She could tell the idea of their play being different to what had happened to her was one that Storm could accept, but that wasn't really the issue. After all, she already knew her new owner was absolutely nothing like the tigress that had abused her for years, so she understood, if only unconsciously, that their bondage play was different, too. It wasn't that difference that the dragoness was having trouble comprehending, and Jennifer knew it.

Storm chewed on her lip again. "I still don't see how you could enjoy it" she whispered.

The vixen smiled: that was the part she had been waiting for. "Do you remember the first time we all made love together?" The dragoness blushed and nodded, a happy smile spreading across her face at the memory. "Do you remember Luna and me holding your arms?" Another nod. "And you remember how Tali would only pleasure you if you pleasured the two of us?" Storm's blush grew brighter. "Did you enjoy it?" The dragoness gave a shy, embarrassed, but happy grin. "That's a large part of why we all enjoy our play, Storm: surrendering your pleasure to a lover because you know what they do will be so much better. It's about knowing your lover will push you just that little bit further than you'd push yourself; giving yourself to someone you love and trust, knowing that your bond will be even deeper afterwards."

Jennifer watched Storm, still nibbling on her lip, thinking about what the vixen had said. She decided to add a few more ideas for the dragoness to consider. "The first time you made love with Sky... Did you wrap your legs around him?" Still blushing, Storm nodded once more. "You wanted to feel as much of his body against yours as possible, right? But you didn't want him to pull away, either: you wanted to make sure he wasn't going anywhere." Jennifer smiled as the dragoness blinked. "I know you two have been exploring your Changed forms. Has Sky been... on the receiving end?" Storm blushed brighter than ever as she nodded. "Let me guess: you were on top, pinning him to the ground. You were in control... you wouldn't let him up until you were both satisfied..." Storm shifted in her seat, her thighs rubbing together unconsciously at the memory. Jennifer grinned. "That's the other half, Storm: the desire to give, and the desire to take. To push, and be pushed."

The vixen paused, watching her consider the idea. "Would you like a demonstration?" she asked. A pensive look passed across Storm's face. Jennifer cheered silently when the dragoness didn't immediately reject the idea; it was yet another sign of both Storm's inner strength, and just how far she had come since being freed from her last owner's clutches.

"I... I'm afraid, Jen" whispered Storm. "I know you'd never harm me; none of you would." She sniffed a little. "But I'm still afraid."

Jennifer smiled kindly. "Are you afraid, or nervous?" she asked.

The dragoness blinked. Then she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Eventually, she replied. "I'm... nervous."

"And were you nervous before your first time with Sky?"

Storm smiled. "Yes." She took several more deep breaths. Jennifer could see her relaxing a little with each exhale. Finally, she sat up, straightening her spine. When she opened her eyes again, the vixen could see conviction and strength almost glowing in their yellow depths. "I... I want a demonstration, please."

Jennifer fought the urge to pull the dragoness into her arms, limiting herself to a quick squeeze of Storm's hands, which she had been holding throughout their conversation. "Fetch one of the sun loungers and put it in the shower area" she requested. "I'll go and get everything else we need."

The vixen rose from the hot-tub and walked briskly back through the showers to the dungeon's rear entrance. As soon as she was out of Storm's sight, she dashed through the house, trying to find one of her slaves. Encountering Tali, she quickly gave orders that no one was to use the pool room until she and Storm were finished: she didn't want an audience making the shy dragoness any more nervous. Running back, she grabbed two strips of fabric from the dungeon and, collecting herself, walked leisurely back into the pool room.

Storm had brought a sun lounger from beside the pool. Jen repositioned it to her liking; beside one of the shower room's walls, and in easy reach of one of the hand-held showers. Next, she held up the two strips of white cloth. "Can I have your wrist, Storm?" she asked. As the dragoness hesitantly offered her hand, Jen gently wrapped one of the strips around it. The two ends fastened together with velcro, leaving Storm wearing what could have passed for a sweat band. She did the same with the other wrist. "Now, put your wrists together" she instructed.

Storm touched the bands and velcro patches stuck them to each other. The dragoness easily pulled them apart again, and spent a few moments fastening them and breaking them. She looked up at Jennifer with a giggling grin, which the vixen returned. Of all the bondage equipment she had in the house, these cuffs were probably the least threatening in appearance, and were ideal for her to use on the dragoness: the restraint they inflicted was purely psychological. Ironically, her other slaves dreaded the sight of them: when Jennifer used them with her more experienced victims, they were challenged not to pull their hands apart, no matter what she did to them, or how desperate they became.

Jennifer moved to the lounger. Lying on it, she shifted until there was a large space between her legs. "Care to take a seat?" she asked the waiting dragoness. As Storm sat down between her thighs, the vixen lay back, coaxing the dragoness into lying on top of her, the back of her head resting between the vixen's breasts and her legs lying between Jennifer's.

"Now, cross your arms over your chest, wrists touching" instructed the vixen. Storm did so, the two cuffs joining together. They lay like that for some time, Jennifer stroking and caressing the dragoness as she relaxed. "Comfortable?" she asked.

"Mmm, yes" purred Storm happily.

"Then we'll begin. If you want me to stop at any point, you can either break your wrists apart, or simply ask."

With that, Jennifer began her caresses again. But this time, her touch was intended to arouse, rather than relax. As her hands roamed over Storm's body, one hand stroking ever closer to the dragoness's swimsuit-covered mounds, and the other working down towards her concealed cleft, the vixen heard the sound of Velcro shifting, just a little. Immediately she paused.

"Ooh, Jen..." Storm moaned happily

With a grin, the vixen continued her ministrations. Every time she heard the sound of Storm's cuffs beginning to part, she waited. Eventually, the sound was replaced with whines and heated gasps as the dragoness became both comfortable and frustrated with not moving her hands.

Jennifer's efforts became more concerted now. The hand that had so carefully skirted the edges of Storm's breast now went straight for the nipple, already hard and sensitive from her earlier attentions. Her other hand slipped skilfully under the material of the dragoness's bikini bottom, the tips of her fingers brushing teasingly over Storm's slits, both male and female. Within moments, she felt a bulge from the upper slit as Storm's shaft began to swell within. A gentle pinch on the dragoness's nipple and that length slipped from its concealing opening, already slick with a dragon's natural lubrication.

The vixen watched as Storm's member strained at the fabric of her bikini, before she deftly unhooked it, letting the white dragonhood stand proud. The dragoness was not yet fully erect, but Jennifer still licked her lips hungrily at the sight of the ridged, glistening length. Her hand seized the shaft, stroking firmly but tenderly as she coaxed it to its full ten-inch glory. "You have an absolutely beautiful cock" she murmured.

Storm whimpered slightly. Jennifer knew the dragoness was still uncomfortable with being a hermaphrodite, even after months of reassurance and support from the rest of her housemates. Without looking, she could tell that Storm had closed her eyes, refusing to look at her shaft: as the dragoness had become more experienced in their carnal endeavours, she had become strangely more and more determined not to look at her maleness 'in action'. Only once it was buried deep inside a lover, or receding after exploding with cum, would she open her eyes again.

For a brief moment, Jennifer considered ordering the dragoness to look at herself, but decided that the simple bondage she was enduring was enough of a challenge to her limits for now. Instead, she simply murmured to the dragoness. "Oh, love... how can anything that provides so much pleasure possibly be unnatural?" Storm just whimpered softly, but the vixen knew her words would sink in, to be thought about later.

Jennifer reached for the shower on the wall next to the lounger. This particular head was on a long hose, allowing the stream of water to be directed by hand. She set the nozzle to its gentlest setting and switched it on. Instantly, a sprinkling of warm water emerged. The vixen positioned the head so the soft spray would fall onto Storm's sensitive dragonhood.

Hearing the dragoness almost purring at the sensation, Jennifer began to play the stream of hot water along Storm's shaft, guiding it down towards her female slit. She let it massage the smooth scales for a moment before directing the spray back up towards the dragoness's member. She repeated this several times, enjoying the feeling of Storm squirming against her in delight.

With a touch to the controls, the flow of water from the shower changed, going from a gentle spray to a more focused stream. This new jet, too, was played between Storm's most intimate regions, the dragoness cooing and shuddering with delight.

Slowly, Jennifer increased the pressure of the water, and was rewarded with louder and louder moans from the dragoness. Her other hand, which had been resting on Storm's taught stomach, once again began to massage and caress the dragoness's breasts, giving her yet more fevered pleasure.

By now, Storm's lightning markings had began to glow, their pattern shifting and changing as the dragoness squirmed in her owner's lap. Everyone in the mansion had become almost addicted to watching the display Storm could put on as she neared orgasm, and it had given them yet another reason to pleasure the dragoness as often and as thoroughly as possible. Jennifer smiled to herself, remembering the recent occasion when Tali had gone down on Storm while the dragoness was seated in front of a mirror; with her member engulfed in the skunkette's hot, wet muzzle, Storm had been more than happy to watch, and for the first time had truly seen the lightning flashing across her body. Mirrors had since become something of a fixture in Storm's sexual repertoire; she was more than happy to watch herself writhing and wriggling in ecstasy, except for one part of her anatomy. Jennifer unconsciously shook her head in sadness: the dragoness was missing the best part of the show...

As Storm's climax rapidly approached, her shaft began to glow as brightly as her markings.

The dragoness arched her back and roared as she came, both her markings and her member flaring brilliantly. Her shaft pulsed as jet after jet of thick cum shot forth, landing all over both dragoness and vixen. As Storm's climax continued, Jennifer increased the pressure of the shower further still, alternating the jet between Storm's now over-stimulated cleft and the equally sensitive head of her dragonhood.

Storm's roar faded into delighted squeals as Jennifer continued to play with her. "J-Je-n... I ca-can't-!" she whimpered, before breaking into an ecstatic wail as the pleasure began to peak again, the magic flowing through her granting both her male and female aspects multi-orgasmic delights. Her shaft, which had barely faded from her first climax, flared again, shooting a load that was, if anything, even more plentiful than the first. Her treasure was already granting her its third orgasmic boon, the rapture no less potent for its lack of spurting visibility. Through it all, the cuffs wrapped around Storm's wrists remained together. Jennifer continued her attentions, the unrelenting pressure of the water driving Storm towards yet more climaxes.

As an eighth blast of light surged across her body, Storm finally parted her hands. She motioned as if to push the shower head away from her nether regions, but her strength seemed to fail before she could reach even that far. Instantly, Jennifer switched off the flow of water and started whispering encouragement to the exhausted dragoness. Storm's breathing was ragged for a while, but as the vixen gently stroked her shuddering body, it gradually returned to normal.

"That... that was... wow..." she whispered, a tired but happy smile spreading across her face.

The two girls lay together for some time as Storm recovered. Once she felt she could stand, they moved back to the hot-tub, where dragoness and vixen relaxed. Jennifer deliberately didn't talk about what had just happened, wanting Storm to process the experience before she said anything herself. The dragoness sat in silence for a while as Jennifer watched a variety of expressions pass over her face. Every so often she would glance at the vixen, smile shyly and blush.

"I-is it always that... intense... when you play with the others?" Storm asked shyly.

"No" replied the vixen, before grinning. "Often it's much, much better."

Storm gulped nervously at the implications. "Can... can we do that again some time?" she whispered.

"Any time you ask, Storm" said Jennifer. "And only when you ask."

"Then... maybe in a few days..."

Jennifer suppressed a happy grin: when she had spotted Storm spying on her and Luna earlier, she had had no idea it would lead to such an expansion of the dragoness's sexual horizons. "If that's what you want" she said. "Perhaps you'd enjoy playing with one of the others, instead of me? Everyone in the house has their own 'style', and I think you'll enjoy experiencing all of them."

Storm bit her lip and nodded. "I'd like that."

"Then I'll tell Tali to begin planning" said Jennifer with a wink. "She'll ease you into things nice and gently."

Storm looked confused. "I would have thought Sky would have been best for that."

"Oh, you are vastly underestimating him, Storm." Jennifer smiled. "He may be more than happy to be our plaything most of the time, but just occasionally, he likes to take charge, just I like to submit to the others sometimes. And when he's feeling in the mood to run things..." The vixen grinned, blushing slightly. "Well, he can be a wonderfully perverted scaly when he puts his mind to it. Sky would make an appalling slave-owner: he can never bring himself to properly punish a submissive." She paused, grinning. "No matter what Tali has done to deserve it." Storm laughed, as Jennifer continued speaking. "He thoroughly enjoys pleasuring others, and occasionally giving them a bit more pleasure than they can handle. I imagine the thought of you being at his mercy, so to speak, will inspire him to new heights. No, better you start with Tali: she may drive you insane, but you'll still have something left if you want to try again a few days later. After Sky's done with you..."

***

Storm stood outside Tali's door, naked. Three times, she had reached out to knock on it, but each time she had hesitated. On the other side of that portal lay an unknown fate at the hands of the skunkette. She had no idea what to expect: Jennifer had told her only to arrive naked at a certain time, and to be prepared to surrender herself to her fellow slave.

It was that last part that was giving the nervous dragoness pause. Her experience with Jennifer in the shower room a few days earlier had convinced her that she was ready to experiment with the more... restrictive play the others revelled in. But memories of Lily kept surfacing every time she considered just how far that play might go.

With a blush, Storm glanced down the corridor at the entrance to Sky's room. That door she would be less hesitant about knocking on, despite Jennifer's comments. She blushed harder as she imagined their roles reversed; Sky waiting nervously outside her room, before knocking and surrendering to her every whim... Taking a deep breath, Storm knocked on Tali's door.

Almost instantly, it opened, and Storm was left facing a grinning, naked skunkette. "I wondered how long you were going to hang around out there" she said, offering the dragoness her hand. "If it's any help, just knocking is probably the hardest thing you'll have to do tonight." Storm took the proffered hand and was quickly pulled into Tali's room as the door shut behind her.

This was the first time the dragoness had been in Tali's room; the nights the two girls had spent together had been in Storm's bed, or in other rooms around the house. Bedrooms were the only private spaces for Jennifer and her slaves, and no one entered without permission.

Storm looked around the room - or rather, suite - that was Tali's private retreat. It was light and airy, the various surfaces and the furniture coloured in the same pastel shades the skunkette often wore in her hair, and occasionally in her fur if she felt like annoying Jennifer. Here and there, there were wooden items like her dresser; the pale grains providing an interesting highlight to the room's decor. There was an atmosphere of relaxed energy in the room which reminded the dragoness of its owner.

As she looked towards the soft bed, which was almost overflowing with pillows - one of which seemed to have been appropriated from the cuddle room for some reason - Storm burst into laughter. At the head of the bed were three plush toys: a fox, wolf and dragon, in rather familiar colours.

Tali grinned as she saw where Storm's gaze had fallen. "I've been meaning to ask if I can get one made of you" she said. "Sometimes it's nice to have a cuddle, especially if the others are... occupied." She smiled at the dragoness, a gleam in her eyes. "But tonight, I've got the real thing to snuggle with, haven't I."

"That you have" replied Storm. The sight of Tali's room had momentarily made her forget why she was there, but the glint in the skunkette's green gaze sent a happy tingle up her spine.

"Now, before we start," Tali said, leading Storm towards her bed, "I just want to make sure you're ok with all this. None of us want to rush you into anything you're not ready for."

"It's ok, Tali" Storm said. "I've been talking this through with Jennifer ever since we played a few days ago. I may be over any fear of 'normal' sex, but if I'm left to my own devices, I'm never going to believe that I'm ready to join in with the rest of you when things get... kinky."

"Well, if you're sure..." Tali sounded doubtful. Storm gave her hand a quick squeeze of reassurance. "In that case, here are the rules for tonight. I'm not going to make you call me 'mistress' or anything; we're just two girls having some fun." She paused. "If you'll agree, I want to tie you to my bed. I promise, nothing tight, and I'm not going to stop you moving or anything!" she said hurriedly, seeing a brief look of trepidation on Storm's face. The dragoness took a deep breath and nodded. "Oh, thank you!" cried Tali, taking Storm's hands. "That'll make tonight so much more fun for both of us! Remember, if you get nervous, or you want me to let you go, or you want to run for your room and never come out again, just tell me. I'm not going to do anything to you that you don't let me."

At Tali's direction, Storm sat in the centre of the bed. The skunkette produced leather cuffs with a soft, fluffy lining. Taking the dragoness's hand again, she gently wrapped the cuff around her wrist. Checking it was secure, she smiled at her. "That's not too bad, is it? Not too tight, or too loose? I don't want it to chafe."

"It's fine" said Storm, staring at the cuff. When it was fastened, it looked far too similar to those her old owner had used on her, but it felt entirely different. The padded edges didn't rub at her scales, and the pressure it imparted on her wrist was comforting, rather than painful. She looked up at Tali again. "Really, it's fine. It actually feels... nice. Reassuring."

"That's exactly how it should feel" said the skunkette. "For gentle play like tonight, restraints should be a lover's embrace, not a mistress's grip." Quickly, she fitted Storm with the rest of the cuffs, on her ankles and tail. "Would you lie down for me?"

Storm obeyed, then spread her limbs when Tali asked. She thought she would feel exposed, but the bed's soft surface and deep layer of pillows seemed to rise up around her, cushioning her and relieving the feeling of nakedness. The skunkette ran chains from points on the bed frame to her cuffs. As she had promised, they were fairly long, letting Storm move some considerable amount. When Tali asked her to test the limits of her movement, she found she could almost close her legs, and her hands could reach almost to her breasts or nether regions. She suspected that having those last few inches unavailable was entirely intended.

"Feel free to rattle those chains as much as you want" said Tali. "The sound can be rather... erotic."

Once the dragoness was secure, Tali climbed on to the bed. Her legs were resting each side of Storm, her hands by the dragoness's head, propping her up. She gazed down kindly at the purple face beneath her, her pastel-dyed hair falling down around them like a curtain. Despite the fact that the skunkette had yet to do much of anything, Storm was already blushing, her markings glowing softly. The love clearly visible in Tali's gaze just increased that reaction.

"I love the way you blush" said Tali. "Watching you glow like that is so cute." This, of course, just made the poor dragoness blush harder, causing the skunkette to giggle. "Yes, just like that!" She lowered herself closer to Storm, still not making contact anywhere. "Do you remember what Sky said to you after we'd spent a week teasing him? He said he wanted to trace every single little lightning bolt with his tongue. Has he done that yet?" Storm shook her head a little. "Maybe I should beat him to it and do that myself, tonight... Would you like that, my sexy little stormcloud?"

Storm's markings flared ever brighter as Tali spoke softly to her. She felt like she was going to burn up from the heat of embarrassment running through her and tried to avoid the skunkette's eyes, but every time those green hues caught hers, she felt that heat transmute into something far more pleasurable. She looked up again, and realised that the skunkette was waiting for an answer. "I'd... I'd like that" she whispered.

Tali's gentle, loving smile widened. "What would you like, Storm?"

"I'd... I'd like you to... to do what you said."

"Which was...?" the skunkette prompted.

"I- I want you to use your... your tongue... and... oh gods... and run it over all the... all the lightning on my skin." By now, Storm was convinced she would die of embarrassment before the evening was over.

"Then maybe that's what I'll do" said Tali, lowering her face even closer to Storm's. The tip of her tongue pushed past her lips, and she saw the dragoness instantly latch her yellow eyes onto it. She came ever closer, until she could feel Storm's hot breath against her fur, shivering with anticipation. Then she pulled away. The dragoness beneath her gave a whimper of disappointment. There was a subtle rattle of chains as her legs shifted.

"Maybe I'd better leave that for Sky" said Tali. "It was his idea." She smirked slightly. "And that dragon has such a wonderful tongue, after all. All long, and rough, and flexible... Ooh, that tongue... I'd give so much for a tongue like that." She shivered. "Ahh, I can only imagine how delightful it must be to kiss with that tongue... Getting kissed by it is enjoyable enough, but to be able to kiss with it myself... exploring my lover's mouth... wrapping my tongue around theirs and squeezing... ever so gently..." The skunkette's hips rocked gently from side to side. "Oh, yes, I could have so much fun with a tongue like that."

Tali continued to smile lovingly down at the captive dragoness. "And that's before things get really... interesting. That rough surface, brushing ever so teasingly nearer to your treasure... His breath, so hot and moist on your thighs... And then that first, gentle stroke as his tongue presses oh so softly to your lips... Mmmm... I could let him tease me like that for hours, but what comes next is so much better. Oooh, that feeling as the tip parts you, and he runs it up and down the crack... And then he 'accidentally' grazes your clit... ahh... and pushes in a little deeper. Ohhh, he slides its wet, rough length inside you... And he's such a good little dragon; he knows all the places you like... and every one gets such loving... mmm... attention... A-hngh... And then he really gets going... and you feel this... ball... of pleasure building in your cunny... He touches just the right spot... o-oohhh... and you simply... explode..." Tali listened to the quiet whimpers coming from the figure beneath her and smiled. "Oh, and he's a greedy dragon, too... He simply loves tasting you on his lips... he always wants more and he's so good at getting it..."

By now, Storm was panting with desire. Tali glanced down between their bodies, where the very tip of Storm's dragonhood had emerged. "Ohhh, I forgot" purred the skunkette, capturing the dragoness's eyes again. "You have other... advantages. I wonder what Sky's tongue feels like when he uses it on that... Does he just start with a soft little kiss on the tip...? Then a little lick, to set it bobbing up and down... Mmmmm, that would be really good... Then he'd open his mouth and take the head inside that hot, wet muzzle... give a little suck... go deeper... Maybe he wouldn't use his tongue at first... After all, there's no point in going straight to the main course when the appetizer can be so... aaaahh... delightful... His lips would caress every little bump and ridge as he took you in deeper... He'd pull back a little, just to keep you guessing... M-Mmmhh... Then, at long last, you'd feel the first touch of that wonderful tongue..."

The poor dragoness was whimpering now, as Tali glanced down again to see the ten inches of white, heavily ridged maleness standing proud. "I wonder," she whispered, "would he start at the base? Coil his tongue around it... tugging gently before he began to really...ahh... enjoy it? Maybe he'd go for the head first... yeah... run the tip behind the rim, where no cunny can easily reach... Sky's oh... so... sensitive there, little stormcloud... He makes these delicious moaning sounds when I lick him... I wonder what... oooooh... sounds you'd make if I licked you..."

The skunkette paused, gazing down at the moaning dragoness. "I wonder, little stormcloud... is your tongue as talented? I suspect you don't know... you haven't really had much opportunity to use it yet. That rough, wet, slippery muscle all ready to dip inside a lover... Even using it for talking seems a little bit of a waste, when it could be put to so much better a use..."

Tali again lowered herself, getting closer to Storm. "Would you like that, little dragoness? A chance to use that heavenly tongue of yours? Would you like to kiss me? To lap at my treasure, then slide deeper and deeper? Would you like to taste my honey on your tongue? If you were a good little scaly, maybe I'd return the favour... Maybe I'd teach you how to really pleasure your lovers; male, female, or herm. I could show you how to bring the utmost delight to those you lay with..."

Lost in a haze of desire, Storm could only manage to whimper as she nodded her head.

Tali feigned disappointment. "No? Not going to ask for that? Oh well, there are plenty of other things we can do tonight." The skunkette ignored Storm's moan of frustration. "Maybe we can find out how sensitive your breasts are. Luna's are really responsive. She loves having them played with when she's in the mood, but when she's really horny they get almost painful. Her nipples get so sensitive when she's aroused... Once, Sky licked them when they were making love, and she almost came on the spot." She gave Storm a conspiratorial look. "One of these days, I'm going to tie her up and see if I can make her come just from playing with her titties. Would you like to help me? Oooh, maybe I can use you for a trial run... Caress and lick and bite and stroke your mounds until you cum?"

Again, the skunkette ignored the desperate sounds coming from her captive. "Luna doesn't realise how lucky she is, having sensitive breasts... My soft spot's a little weirder: the back of my neck. Someone touches me there, especially if they nibble, just a little? I go to pieces. It's like my body turns to complete jelly." She smiled at Storm. "I wonder if you've got a sensitive spot, little scaly. Some place on that luscious body that will make you leak a torrent of your honey, just like the storms you're named after... Shall we find out? I could nibble and lick every... single... inch... mmmm... of your body... until I find it. Ooooh, maybe it's on your wings: Sky's get really sensitive when he's aroused, and yours probably do, too. I wonder if I could make you cum just from stroking those beautiful wings..."

Storm cried out in frustration. She would never have believed it was possible to get so aroused just from hearing the skunkette talk. There hadn't been a single touch anywhere on her body, let alone her more intimate areas, and yet she suspected she would climax from just a few strokes. Hell, at this point, she was almost convinced Tali could simply talk her into an orgasm.

"Please, Tali..." she begged. "Oh gods, please, I need to cum. I don't care what you do to make it happen, but ohhhhh, please!"

The skunkette smirked down at the helpless dragoness. "Aww, have I made you all needy and frustrated?" There was a wordless wail. "I guess I have. Well, I'm not so mean as to leave you wanting, but before I let you cum, would you like to do something for me."

"Anything!"

"Don't say anything unless you mean it, Storm; especially in this household!" Tali grinned.

Storm's yellow eyes locked on the skunkette's. "Anything" she repeated.

"Well, I'll tell you, then you can feel free to decline. I'll still let you cum, but it won't be an extra-special, super-dooper Tali-brand climax. Understand?" Storm nodded. "Remember me telling you just how good Sky's tongue is? Well, there's one more place I really like him to use it on." She blushed slightly. "You see, I'm a skunk, and we have certain... features... A reputation, so to speak." Her cheeks grew a little redder. "You know... for smelling. Well, rather for making other things smell. I'd never spray anyone, of course; I even empty the glands regularly, just in case. But..." She bit her lip. "I really like to be licked back there, Storm. Being a skunk, when someone does that, it... it lets me know that they trust me. That they love me."

Storm smiled at the suddenly-shy skunkette hovering above her. "I'd be honoured if you'd let me do that, Tali" she said softly. "I may not be as good with my tongue as Sky, but..."

Tali's face lit up. "You'll do it?" she squealed happily. "Oh, thank you Storm! That means so much to me! I promise you'll love what I do to you in return."

Before Tali could stand, Storm reached out. Despite the chains on her limbs, she had just enough leeway to stroke the skunkette's arm. "Tali," she said, "I'm not doing this so I'll have a better orgasm; I'm doing this because I do love you. I love you, Jennifer, Luna, and Sky; all of you. You've done so much for me that there's no way I can ever repay you for all the kindness you've shown." Tali opened her mouth to respond, but Storm continued. "And no, I'm not doing this to try and pay back some of that debt; I'm doing this because it will bring pleasure to someone I love very deeply." The dragoness could see Tali's eyes become watery, and knew hers were as well. The skunkette tried to respond, but couldn't think of the words. Instead, she just smiled.

The moment passed, and Tali stood up on the bed. Kneeling, she lowered her naked rump until it was a few inches above Storm's muzzle. As the dragoness nodded her readiness, she dropped a little lower.

Tali smiled at the first, tentative lick. Everyone in the mansion made sure to keep themselves scrupulously clean, so there would be no taste beyond her own natural musk. As Storm's tongue returned, she murred happily. Feeling the dragoness grow more confident, she shivered with delight as the tip of that draconic tongue pressed at her rosebud, entering ever so slightly.

Storm grinned at the happy noises emanating from above, and pushed deeper into the skunkette's rear. Despite her initial reluctance, the obvious pleasure she was giving Tali encouraged her. Before long, an inch of her tongue was buried in the skunkette's behind, and she was beginning to explore the warm depths.

Tali shuddered as yet more of Storm's inexperienced but enthusiastic exploration sent another jolt of ecstasy up her spine. Her fingers wanted nothing more than to bury themselves in her snatch, but she resisted the temptation. For all her previous talk of making her fellow slaves climax in unusual manners, the skunkette was sure she, too, would fall victim to such a plot, and it would likely involve a dragon's tongue buried deep in her behind. Fighting the urge to let that day be today, Tali pushed away from Storm's muzzle with a tortured groan.

"Is something wrong?" asked the dragoness.

"No, absolutely nothing. I could quite happily let you do that all night, but I think for both of our sanities, we'll call a halt there. After all, I owe you a Tali-brand climax, and I'd hate for us to waste our energy before we get to that." With a grin, Tali climbed down the bed, kneeling between the dragoness's now-spread legs. She crouched down, and planted a kiss on each thigh, then on Storm's captive tail. Leaning forward, she focused her attention on the dragoness's more intimate areas. "Let me show you how much pleasure you brought me just now" she purred. With that, she planted a kiss on Storm's tight little rosebud.

Storm gasped at the unexpected contact, then moaned as Tali rapidly began to lick. The more experienced skunkette was showing none of the hesitance she had, and her tongue was already probing at her hole. The dragoness was hardly unfamiliar with anal sex: her previous owner had often delighted in abusing her rear entrance, and Sky's gentle attentions had shown her the more pleasurable possibilities, but the soft licks and probing Tali was delivering felt so much better than she had thought possible. She could see why the skunkette enjoyed it so much.

Tali waited until she had the captive dragoness nicely tormented before stopping. Her dragonhood, which had begun to retreat back into its slit, was once again standing proud. That would be the next focus of her attention. She gave a quick, rough lick to the spot between the herm's male and female parts, and was rewarded with a moan. Next, she gently kissed the very base of Storm's member, where it sank beneath her scale-plates. Then she rose up and captured the head in her mouth. Giving the dragoness no time to react, she began to assault it with her tongue, while sucking hard. The moans from above rapidly turned to delighted wails as the skunkette's merciless attack continued.

Countless sessions of teasing Sky had given Tali a pretty good idea of how to read dragons; knowledge which her more recent play with Storm had only expanded. As soon as the dragoness neared her climax, she froze. Storm writhed beneath her, frustrated moans ripped from her throat. Keeping her trapped in her muzzle, Tali simply stroked the dragoness's thighs and tail as she came back from the brink. Once she was no longer on a hair-trigger, Tali again surprised the dragoness by taking her whole length into her mouth at once. A few more moments of heavy sucking and Storm was peaking once again, only to be denied.

This time, one of Tali's fingers reached for the dragoness's tailhole. Slick from her previous ministrations, it slipped in easily, drawing a shocked cry from Storm. A brief period of sucking and finger wiggling, and yet another denial.

Tali was almost ready for the grand finale, but there was still a little more teasing to be done. By now, Storm's cunny was overflowing, the juices running down to aid in lubricating her rear. The skunkette took advantage of this to plunge two fingers deep inside her treasure, without warning. The surprise penetration almost set the dragoness off, but Tali was far too good a tease to let her explode just yet. Her fingers explored rapidly, soon locating the small rough patch of Storm's g-spot. A sudden thought occurred to her, and the finger lodged in the dragoness's tail did some exploring of its own. Tali grinned around a muzzleful of cock when she found Storm's prostate. 'Yet another benefit of being a herm' she thought to herself. 'This is going to be big.'

A final bout of teasing placed Storm's clit under the skunkette's thumb. Finally, she was ready to let the dragoness climax. Listening to the near-incomprehensible moaning coming from her victim, she stopped and waited.

Storm was nearly delirious with pleasure. Despite all the delightfully erotic explorations she had undertaken in recent weeks and months, nothing she had experienced could have prepared her for the peak of raw ecstasy Tali's skilled touch had driven her to. And still she had yet to cum. Suddenly, all the wonderful stimulation stopped. "Tali, please... Oh, sweet, merciful gods, please make me cum!" she whimpered. "Ta-ahhhhh-li, please! LET me cum!"

Tali's eyes sparkled. Not 'make me': 'let me'. She decided that was her cue, and began pushing every single one of Storm's buttons at the same time. The dragoness gave a roar as her cunny and ass clamped down on the skunkette's fingers, her honey rushing out to cover Tali's hands. Her dragonhood throbbed and unleashed a torrent of thick dragon seed.

Tali swallowed as fast as she could, but there was no way she could keep up with the flow. Instead, she pulled her mouth away from the erupting member and went to lick behind the head, delighting in the sight of the ten inch length glowing as brilliantly as Storm's markings. Grinning, she resumed her attack on Storm's maleness, and doubled her efforts with her hands. She was rewarded with another wave of dragon seed, spraying in thick ropes to splatter both her and Storm.

Tali drew out the dragoness's climax for as long as she could, and by the time she was finished, Storm was barely responding to her touch. The skunkette curled up next to her victim and stroked her scales, whispering to her as she came back down from the orgasmic high.

Storm reached out her captive arm, doing her best to put it around Tali. "Thank you" she whispered. "That was... incredible."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it" replied the skunkette. "And getting to see your shaft glowing is always fun" she giggled.

Storm's eyes went wide. "It- it glows?!"

"You mean you've never seen it?" Tali, too, was wide-eyed.

Storm's markings radiated her embarrassment. "No. I- I don't like to look at it, especially when I cum. I... I can't look at it."

"Aww," pouted Tali, "but it's such a nice cock! Why wouldn't you want to watch it erupt?"

"Because it's... unnatural."

"Oh, for..." Tali frowned, becoming angry. "Storm, for the last time, there is nothing unnatural, abominable, hateful, disgusting or even slightly bad about you being a herm. You just told me how amazing it felt when you came. Do you have any idea how jealous I am?! Without a dick, there's no way I can experience that sort of pleasure. How the hell can you still be afraid of it! I'd give more for your cock than your tongue, and I already told you how much I like dragon tongues!"

Storm just watched her friend as she ranted. This was the first time anyone in the household had been truly angry with her. At first, she was worried she might have harmed their relationship, but the love in the skunkette's eyes was still burning strong; she just genuinely didn't understand the dragoness's reluctance. "Tali," she said, "years of being told how repugnant your body is can't be overcome quickly. My physical scars have healed, and I've definitely come to terms with sex being fun instead of abuse, but... this one's going to take a little longer." She took a breath. "Maybe... maybe for the rest of the night, you can show me just how much fun my... my dragonhood... can be. I promise to at least try and watch... and I'll try not to freak out when it glows." She smiled shyly. "Then maybe... you can help me learn how to use this tongue you love so much. A-and then I can try and give you an extra-special Storm-brand climax."

Tali's face went from frustration to glee in the blink of an eye.

***

Storm stood naked outside Luna's door, as she had before Tali's a few nights earlier. Once again, she was hesitating. This time, her reluctance came not from her own feelings, but from what she knew of the wolfess. From listening to the others talk, she knew Luna could be even more dominant and demanding than Jennifer, and she was nervous about what she would be put through tonight. Tali's sensual, seductive teasing she had willingly submitted to, but Luna was a different prospect.

The dragoness snorted. Yes, she had willingly given in to Tali, but not without similar reluctance beforehand. So: did she love Luna? Yes. Did she trust Luna? Yes. Did she think Luna would do anything to harm her? No. Pulling herself together, she knocked on the door.

"Come in" came the reply.

Storm pushed the door open and stepped into the room. Where Tali's suite was decorated in pastel colours, Luna's was filled with deep, rich reds, greys to match her fur, and the occasional splash of ice blue. Most of the furniture was made from dark woods. To Storm, the skunkette's room had felt like a breath of spring air; Luna's felt more like a warm blanket to snuggle under.

Sitting on her bed, dressed in a simple shirt and jeans, Luna looked up at her with a frown on her face. "You're not ready for this, Storm" stated the wolfess.

Storm blinked. "I did ok with Jen and Tali," said Storm, a little confused, "and I know you wouldn't do anything to-"

"On your knees, slave!" thundered Luna, in her best dominatrix voice.

With a whimper, Storm instantly dropped to the floor, averting her eyes and staring at the ground. That command, in that tone of voice - though usually accompanied by words far harsher than 'slave' - had been the prelude to far too much pain and cruelty, and in her mind, she was suddenly back in Lily's clutches.

As soon as Luna heard the whimper, she ran over to the dragoness. "Shit!" she spat under her breath. She knelt down in front of Storm and caught a glimpse of her terrified eyes. "Shit, shit, shit!" She swept the dragoness into a tight hug. She could feel the tension in her form, and her heart pounding. Luna murmured apologies into her ear for a long time, until the tears started to fall. "I'm sorry, Storm" she whispered. "I don't know what the hell I was thinking!" The dragoness gave a sniff. "Oh, damnit, I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?" She hugged her tighter.

After a few minutes, Storm calmed down enough to return the wolfess's embrace. "It's not your fault, Luna" she whispered.

"Yes it is: I know how badly Li-" Luna quickly stopped herself. "...How badly you were treated. That's why I was sure you weren't really ready to submit to any of us." The wolfess sighed, giving Storm another tight hug. "And then I try to prove it to you by doing that... It was a stupid, stupid idea."

"It's not your fault" Storm repeated, her voice shaking. "It's... it's hers. She's the one that turned me into..." The dragoness shivered a little. "Into this mess."

Luna sighed again. "It was still a dumb idea. We've already talked about how my old owner used to beat me." It was not something they had discussed much, but the wolfess had indeed told Storm about her own ex-master's cruelties. "I should have remembered what it feels like to have escaped from that sort of hell."

"Luna..." whispered the dragoness, "it's still different. You were strong. When your owner abused you, you tried to fight back. You got angry. All I did was... was let it happen, and try... Try to hide deep inside my own mind." Tears began to fall from Storm's eyes. "And your owner, for all his violence, never raped you. Used you, while hurling abuse at the very things she was using for her own gratification." She shuddered. "No, Luna. There's no way you could have anticipated... that. Don't blame yourself."

The two girls held each other a while longer, taking comfort from each other's presence until memories of their respective pasts were pushed aside.

"You don't know how much I envy you" whispered Storm. "You've managed to get over your... past." She sighed. "I'm not sure I... I ever will."

Luna pulled away from the dragoness slightly, so she could look deep into her eyes. "What makes you think I'm over it, Storm?" she asked. As Storm's eyes widened, she continued. "The memories don't flood my mind the way they used to; I don't flinch at the sound of a whip any more - I've come to rather like it, in fact - and I stopped waking up from nightmares, screaming, a long time ago. But..." She sighed. "If you put me and that bastard in a room, I'd tear him limb from limb, and enjoy every moment of it." She gave the dragoness a rather brittle smile. "No, I'm not over it."

Storm's lip trembled. "But..."

"It doesn't hurt any more, Storm" said Luna. "My physical scars healed, and Jen helped me with the rest, just as we've all been helping you. But my past has formed the person I am now; why do you think I prefer to be in control when I play with the others?" She smiled kindly at the dragoness. "My past has shaped me, but it doesn't control me." She patted Storm's hand. "You'll get there, too, eventually."

The dragoness frowned slightly. Despite the progress she had made, the idea that her past might no longer rule her life felt... alien. Unconsciously, her hand brushed against her collar. "How..." she whispered.

The wolfess smiled. "I wish I could give you all the answers, Storm" she said. "We're all here to help you, but ultimately this is something you're going to have to figure out for yourself." She paused for a moment. "You can start by not being who she wants you to be." Luna licked her lips. "Lily."

Storm flinched.

"She still has power over you" the wolfess continued. "Sitting in her cell, locked away from the world, hopefully never to be freed, and she still has power over you." Luna looked deep into Storm's eyes. "And she knows it, too. You think the words she spoke after the trial weren't chosen to reinforce her hold on you?"

Storm sagged into Luna's embrace as she realised just how much control her old owner still had over her. "After she was convicted... I thought..." she sniffed, feeling tears start to build. "I thought I had finally escaped. But now..." Luna held her close as she wept. "How do I break her hold on me, Luna?" she asked, a note of desperation in her voice.

"By doing what you're already doing: being yourself. Discovering who you are, rather than what she wanted you to be." Luna took a deep breath, hesitating for a moment. "...And that means you need to stop being who we want you to be, as well, Storm" she said quietly.

Storm looked up at Luna, confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"I told you earlier: you're not ready to be submitting to any of us. I think you're doing this because you believe we expect it of you, rather than because you want to." The dragoness opened her mouth to reply, but Luna kept talking. "Look at your room, Storm. It's still exactly how it was when you moved in. Your wardrobe is full of clothes Jenny, Tali and I picked out for you. You make love to us when we ask; you never even kiss one of us without us kissing you first." The wolfess sighed. "You need to be yourself, Storm. Be and do what you want, not what you think we want."

Storm sat silently for a long while, her eyes unfocused, as what Luna had just said began to sink in. Was she really letting the others dictate who she became? Letting what she thought they wanted shape everything she did? She thought back to Lily's comments about the Privileged doing exactly that to their slaves, and how badly Jen had reacted. She knew the others well enough to say that, while their owner had definitely had in impact on them, who they had become since she bought them was who they truly were, but what of herself? The dragoness put her head in her hands as she took a deep, ragged breath. Dimly, she could feel Luna stroking her back, trying to comfort her, but she was too buried in her own thoughts to respond.

After a long while, Storm looked up at Luna. "You're right" she said.

The wolfess gave her a crooked smile. "Why don't you go back to your room, or to Sky's for tonight? I suspect I've already given you plenty to think about. I doubt you're in the mood to play after... After that. And now we both know you're not ready for the sort of play you came here for."

"No."

Luna raised an eyebrow as she looked at the dragoness. "No?"

"No, I'm not going back to my room." Storm gazed at the wolfess with a glimmer of fire in her eyes. "We're going to play tonight, and I'm going to submit to you."

Luna frowned. "Storm, no way in hell am I going to ask you to submit to me, after-"

Storm glared at the wolfess, interrupting her. "Yes, you are. You're going to ask, and I'm going to agree. Because... because she never asked. I'm going to submit to you by the choice I never had with her. I'm going to give you willingly what she took by force, so that maybe... maybe I can fight back against her memory as I couldn't against her." She smiled. "I want to do this. I enjoyed the hell out of submitting to Jen and Tali, even if I wasn't really ready. And I know I'm going to enjoy being with you just as much."

Luna gave Storm another tight hug. "You are... the bravest little scaly I've ever met." She grinned. "And I'm going to make damn sure you do enjoy tonight." Luna looked at the dragoness speculatively as she thought for a moment. "Do you mind if we use the dungeon? There's some equipment there that will really make things fun, but it'd be a pain to move it all up here." Storm nodded her agreement. "Great! And... can I go into your room for a moment?" Confused, the dragoness nodded again. "Perfect!" Luna began heading to the door. "Give me about... half an hour to get set up, then meet me in the main dungeon. Oh-" she said, turning back with a grin "-wear your latex outfit. But don't bother with the shorts." With that, the wolfess darted from the room.

Somewhat dazed by Luna's rapid departure, Storm walked back to her room. Opening her wardrobe, she grimaced as she realised that the wolfess was right: every outfit in there had been picked out by one of the other women. 'Except one' she thought, a sly grin spreading across her face as she pulled out her set of latex clothing. This was the one thing she had chosen - had designed - for herself, during a rather eventful shopping trip some time ago. She had only worn it once: in the same dungeon she would soon be meeting Luna in, at the climax of Jennifer's week-long campaign to titillate Sky. Her grin grew wider still as she remembered how her fellow dragon had reacted to the sight of her dressed in the scale-tight, shiny material.

Laying the rest of the outfit on her bed, Storm began to pull on one of the thigh-high, footless stockings. The inside of the latex was treated to pass easily over fur, so her smooth scales offered little resistance as the steel-grey material slid up her leg. As the second stocking joined the first, the thin luminescent strips embedded in the garment began to glow, outlining her figure.

She picked up the linked gloves, slipping her head though the neck hole, careful not to tear the latex with her horns. The full-length gloves encased her arms just as tightly as the stockings, small loops securing the final triangular tab over the backs of her hands. Glancing down at the thin band of material that was supposed to cover her nipples, she decided to omit it, just as she would omit the shorts that would conceal her more intimate regions. Walking from the room, Storm caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror, and found herself vowing to wear the outfit more often.

As she approached the main dungeon, the door was open, and Luna was standing just inside, waiting for her. The wolfess was wearing the sister-garment to her own, ordered during the same shopping trip, and designed to have a similar effect on the mansion's only male resident. Unlike her own grey, Luna's outfit was bright red. A corset, leggings and short fingerless gloves highlighted her musculature, even as a skirt added a touch of femininity. She grinned as she saw Storm reach the doorway, and swept her into a tight hug before guiding her into the dungeon, arms still wrapped around the dragoness.

A small part of Storm's mind seemed to shiver as she entered the room, reminded of a similar chamber in her previous owner's home. Luna's warm embrace, and the strangely comforting feel of the tight latex around her limbs, soon quieted any misgivings she may have felt. The wolfess guided her to a table. Under a cloth, there were three suspiciously-shaped lumps. With a flourish, Luna reached around and removed the covering.

Storm gasped: lying on the table were three perfect replicas of Sky's dragonhood, accurate down to the smallest detail. Each sported the thin ridges and much thicker knot the dragon did when heavily aroused. There were small connectors at the base of each; she suspected she would find out what they were for soon enough.

Luna, still standing behind the dragoness, tightened her hug and rested her chin on Storm's shoulder. "Guess where these are going, my sexy, scaly slave" she purred.

Storm gulped nervously. "Luna, there's no way... I can't take all three" she breathed. I mean... Lily... used bigger toys on me, but when my body was healed, I got... tighter."

Luna smiled. "Fear not, my little sexy slave, for your mistress has thought of everything! I had Sky enchant these with his magic while we were getting dressed. They won't cause you any pain or stretch anything too far, though-" she grinned "- there will be some discomfort. I didn't want to make this too easy on you, after all."

Storm gulped, and looked back at the array of toys. Despite Luna's assurances, she still doubted her ability to take three copies of Sky at his most rampant, even in different holes.

Subtly, Luna nudged Storm closer to the table. "Take them in your hands, Storm" she said. "Run your fingers up and down their nice, thick lengths. Imagine how much they're going to stretch you when you take them." With a whimper, Storm did as ordered, hesitantly grasping each of the toys in turn. "Oh, yes... you're going to take all these monsters into that tiny body of yours. They're going to stretch you to your limit. Maybe a little beyond... And I'm not going to let you go until you've got all these big, fat cocks rammed firmly inside you."

Storm shivered as she examined the toys. Luna was teasing her, the same as Tali the night before, but their techniques were wildly different. The skunkette had whispered sensually, rocking her body as if living out the fantasies she was painting so eloquently with her words, almost seeming to ignore Storm in the picture she was creating. Luna used a more brutal approach, telling her victim exactly what was going to happen to them and letting their own imagination torment them. She was even emphasizing how inescapable the predicament was, both with her words and the strong, muscular arms wrapped around her slave. Not that it was possible to escape from Tali's teasing, either: the chains and cuffs had been merely for show. The skunkette held her victims in a prison of ideas, making each whispered fantasy more enticing than the last so her captive would never dream of escaping.

"Now," purred Luna, "tell me where these nice, thick shafts are going, sexy scaly."

"O-one's going in my... rear..." Storm whispered.

"Where?" prompted the wolfess.

"M-my... ass." The dragoness started to glow with embarrassment.

"Better, but try again."

She took a deep breath, trying to get her markings under control. Luna was playing with her mind. Well, she might not be able to return the favour, but she could at least make things interesting. "That one's going to be buried deep up my tight little tailhole" she said, confidently, pointing at the first toy. She felt Luna jerk with surprise, her strong embrace loosening slightly. Grinning to herself, Storm gestured at the second dildo. "That one I'm going to take in my hot, wet muzzle and suck on just like Tali taught me." She pointed at the last one. "This one is going up my cunny, and I'm going to ride it until there's a puddle of my juices on the floor."

That last line was too much for Luna to handle. She let go of Storm and pulled her around to face her, with a grin on her face. "Storm, you're incredible. You've been taking lessons in talking dirty from Tali, haven't you!" Her grin widened. "I could quite happily listen to you talk like that some more, but I think you need to make good on those statements, don't you?" Retrieving a bottle of lube, she handed it to the dragoness. "I'll give you ten minutes to get all three of those cocks inside you. After that, I'll do it myself, and I'll be a little less gentle than you're likely to be."

Storm examined the toys again, trying to decide which to insert first. It would probably be distracting trying to seat the others with one in her muzzle, so that one would wait for last. Likewise, she would probably become somewhat... preoccupied... once there was a length in her treasure, so that one would be second. That left her tailhole.

The dragoness uncapped the lube and applied some to her finger. Resting a leg on a convenient chair, she reached under her tail and rubbed the cool gel across her rosebud. Remembering advice she had been given by Tali, she made sure to spread the lube over a wide expanse of her scales. The two girls had stayed up late every night since their encounter, the skunkette imparting as many skills as she could. One in particular would come in handy in a few minutes...

With a quiet moan, Storm pushed a lube-laden digit into her rear. Once she had spread the thick liquid around, she clenched down and withdrew her finger, trapping as much gel as possible inside her. She repeated this several times, then applied a thick coat to the toy. Its length was fairly rigid, so she was able to hold it by the base without the shaft flexing too much. She positioned the tip at her tailhole and began to push in gently, moaning as it spread her open. There was a quiet pop as the pointed head slipped past the ring of muscle at her entrance and lodged itself within her. Now she could work on the shaft...

Pushing the toy in deeper, she could feel a tingle as the magic embedded in it went to work. There was no pain as it stretched her walls, though as Luna had said, it wasn't exactly comfortable. With a gasp, the dragoness realised the knot was now pressing at her ring. Taking deep breaths, she tried to relax her hole as much as possible. Gently, she applied pressure, then withdrew the toy a little, working it a fraction deeper with each push. There was a sudden rush, and Storm moaned loudly as the knot finally pushed past the widest point, her own greedy rear drawing the remainder in by itself.

"One down, two to go" said Luna. "And you've got just under five minutes left. I hope for your sake the next one's quicker."

Wasting no time, Storm went to get the second dildo. Moving around with a huge toy wedged inside her was definitely a nice sensation, and the knot was pressing hard on her prostate, making her whimper with every step. By the time she was back with her foot resting on the chair, her treasure was practically dripping at the stimulation. A light coating of lube was all that was necessary, and most of the length slipped inside her effortlessly. Once again it was the knot that proved difficult, especially with her cunny compressed somewhat by the first shaft.

Knowing what she had to do, Storm began to slowly pump the shaft, working towards a climax. Luna raised an eyebrow, but didn't interfere with the dragoness's actions. Fortunately, the toy under her tail combined with the thrusting in her cunny soon had her near an orgasm; maybe not as powerful as she could achieve given time, but enough to suit her purposes. Pausing briefly to relax her muscles, she rammed the dildo home, tying with it in one merciless shove. Storm wailed as she came, her honey erupting from her. Her dragonhood sent forth a short spurt of pre-cum which joined her feminine fluids in a pool on the floor. The dragoness suspected she would ache later, but the second toy was in.

"Impressive, Storm, but you only have about ninety seconds left."

Still recovering from her climax, Storm managed to stumble over to a short stand, where Luna had fixed the third and final toy. She knelt down, bringing it within reach of her muzzle. Throwing a mischievous glance at the wolfess, she planted a series of kisses along its length.

"Sixty seconds, little slave, then I get to take over."

Storm gave Luna a wink, then placed her lips against the tip, licking and sucking at the head.

"Thirty seconds, Storm" said the wolfess. "You'd better-"

With barely fifteen seconds left, Storm leant forward, taking the entire shaft into her mouth and down her throat in one go. Luna watched wide-eyed as the dragoness's lips locked over the narrow section at the base.

The wolfess snorted. "You've been taking lessons from Tali in more than just dirty talking, haven't you?" The dragoness hummed her agreement. "Well, I have to say I'm stunned, my sexy little slave. I didn't think you'd manage that in time." She knelt down in front of her. "But the game's not over yet." Grinning at Storm's look of confusion, she continued. "These toys have some hidden surprises for you, and now I think you should find out what they are."

Walking away to fetch some extra equipment, Luna came back wheeling a stand with a large container on top. There were several tubes emerging from it, which the wolfess attached to the connectors on the base of each dildo. Next, she retrieved a remote control from a table. "All three toys have vibrators built in; rather powerful ones, in fact. Tali calls them 'boneshakers'." She pressed a button on the remote: a loud humming filled the air, only to be drowned out by moans and whimpers from the kneeling dragoness as the shafts in her treasure and under her tail started vibrating stronger than any toy she had ever felt. After a few seconds, Luna stopped them, leaving Storm breathing hard through her nose.

Luna patted the container, drawing Storm's now-wavering attention back to it. "This contains about a gallon of synthetic dragon seed" she said. "It's basically edible lube, textured and flavoured to be just the same as Sky produces. You're going to get a belly-full, little subby scaly, one way or another." She reached down, giving the toys in Storm's nether regions a tug. "The tubes running down here are attached to a pump. It'll keep pouring the stuff into you until the tank runs dry. Of course, you'll be full to bursting point well before it runs out." She tapped Storm's cock-filled muzzle. "That's what this end is for. You get to be a good little cum-slut and suck on this. The more you swallow, the less goes up your ass and cunny. Simple!"

The wolfess knelt down by her ear. "By the way, since he got his magic, we've made Sky produce more than this in a single play session. If you want to really have fun with him, you'd better learn to take large loads." With that, she stood up and pressed a button.

Storm could hear the pump start up, but it was a few moments before she felt the first burst of dragon cum flood her rear, followed by a jet into her treasure. Luna had neglected to mention it was heated to the right temperature as well, and the spatter of hot seed inside her made her moan around the toy filling her muzzle. She could tell the flow wasn't fast, but she had no desire to stretch herself with too much cum, so she began to suck. The tube leading to her muzzle was clear, so Storm could see the fake seed slowly approaching.

Suddenly, an image flashed through her mind: she knew that Sky could potentially clone himself with his magic, and the dragoness closed her eyes, imagining being taken by Sky in all three holes simultaneously; that it was his seed about to flood her throat. She began to suck more urgently.

Just as the first thick rope shot into her muzzle, Luna reactivated the vibrators. The shaking, the taste of dragon on her tongue, and another flood of hot seed into her depths were too much for the tormented dragoness to take, and she came.

As she recovered from the first of what promised to be many climaxes, she felt Luna wrap a cuff around her tail and attach it to her collar, arching the agile limb along her spine and further exposing her rear. Then the wolfess walked back into view.

In her hand, Luna was holding Storm's flogger. The wolfess had bought it for her in the same store where their latex outfits had been ordered, after Luna had used its velvet fronds to convince her that it was not the implement itself that caused pain, but rather the wielder. It had hung on Storm's wall since that day, though as the dragoness had begun to explore her sexuality, she had taken to trailing its soft tails across both her body and her sensitive wings.

Now the whip was twirling slowly - almost hypnotically - in Luna's grip. "I think it's time this was properly introduced to that luscious ass of yours, don't you?" asked the wolfess with a sly grin. For a moment, fear shot through Storm, but the smile on Luna's face, and the slow, casual way she was waving the flogger reassured her.

Walking behind her again, Storm couldn't tell when Luna was about to begin. The first touch of the soft velvet on her scales made her flinch, but only in surprise; the impact had barely registered as a light tap. The wolfess trailed the fronds upwards, along her back and upraised tail, before flicking them against her rear again. She established a rhythm that built slowly, both in speed and force. Storm found herself pushing backwards and arching her back, trying to deliver more of her rear to the flogger's caress. The thudding impacts were adding yet another accent to the overwhelming torrent of pleasure Luna was exposing her to.

By the time the tank was empty, Storm had cum at least a dozen times, each more powerfully than the last. After the third climax, her glowing dragonhood had gotten involved, too; spurting her own thick draconic seed into the air. The dragoness had wailed in distress when Luna had idly suggested catching it in the container, to add to the supply. By now, her tummy was bulging visibly. She knew she had swallowed a lot, but it still felt like the entire contents of the tank had ended up under her tail and filling her womb.

As the pump finally fell silent, Luna switched off the vibrators. She brushed a hand against Storm's cheek. "Good girl" she whispered, kindly. She reached for the dildo in Storm's muzzle. "Now," she said, "when I take this out, I don't want to see a drop of seed clinging to it; make sure you suck it dry." The wolfess slowly withdrew the toy, grinning to see it clean of cum. She laughed as Storm's tongue chased the tip, licking the last few traces from the end. "So, how was that, my little cum-slut dragoness?"

Storm glanced up at Luna and blushed. "Is that stuff nutritious? I think I could live off it!"

Luna burst into laughter. "Unfortunately, it doesn't really contribute to a healthy diet." She gave Storm a wink, then nodded at the dragoness's still-erect member. "Maybe direct from the source is better for you." Luna's laughter only grew louder when Storm's dragonhood twitched and shot a little seed, stimulated by the two toys still filling her.

"There's one more order of business tonight, my little sexy scaly" said the wolfess, holding up a smaller tub. "Jen wants me to make a mould of your shaft, so we can make something just as fun as our fake Skys." Her grin grew wide. "Which means I get to keep you right on the brink of cumming while everything sets."

The dragoness gulped nervously: this was going to be a very, very long night.

***

Storm stood outside Sky's door. This time, she wasn't hesitant about knocking, despite what the others had told her about his creativity and occasional dominant tendencies. Her experiences with the other girls, and her discussion with Luna, had awakened a spark in her, and she was feeling playful.

There was a reply from within the room, so she confidently opened the door and walked through. It was not the first time she had been in Sky's cave-like suite - his lair - but she never ceased to be amazed by the place. Tonight, the imitation torches on the wall had been switched off, and the room was lit only by the central fireplace. The fan-blown cloth and flickering lights beneath created a near-perfect replica of a bonfire; so perfect that Storm had to check there was no smoke rising from the blaze.

Looking up, she saw Sky sat naked in a throne-like chair on the opposite side of the fire, and waved to him. "Hey, Sky!" she called.

Sky mearly raised an eyeridge and gazed at her calmly. Storm was opening her mouth to speak again when he interrupted. "Is that any way to greet your master?"

Storm grinned: obviously he wanted to indulge in a little roleplay before they headed to his bed. "A thousand apologies, oh merciful master" she said, giving a little curtsey.

Sky did not look amused. "You presented yourself to the others naked. Is there some reason I am not accorded the same courtesy?"

Storm blinked. For some reason, she had forgotten to take her clothes off before coming to his room, despite specific instructions from Jennifer. Sky let out a disappointed sigh. Storm realised she had erred again and immediately stripped. The dragon gave another dissatisfied breath and looked at the heap of clothing. Blushing slightly, she folded the garments into a neat stack. Apparently, this was still not enough for Sky, who simply rolled his eyes. Storm thought for a moment, then ran out of the room to take the pile back to her own.

Returning, she found Sky still sitting on the throne, but with his fingers to his brow. He looked up as she stood across the fire from him. "Did it occur to you to ask permission to leave?" he asked. Storm blushed: it hadn't. "Did it even occur to you to apologise for your error?" More blushing. The dragoness opened her mouth to ask for forgiveness, but again he interrupted her. "No, don't do it now. To say sorry only after you've been reminded you should is meaningless."

Sky picked something up from the small table next to his throne and threw it to Storm. As she caught the tight coil, it unwound into a leash. Guessing what he intended, she quickly attached the end to her collar.

"Come here" he ordered.

Storm walked around the fire and stood in front of the seated dragon. Another raised eyeridge, and she belatedly offered him the other end of the strap. He gazed coolly at her.

Determined to make up for her previous mistakes, Storm spoke. "So, what's it to be, Sky?" she asked. "Would you like me to pleasure you? Tali's taught me all sorts of tricks she knows you like, and she's told me loads of stories about how good you are with your tongue. How about tying me to your bed so you can have y-Ulp!"

Sky had yanked on her leash, causing her to lose balance. She fell forward, almost landing on top of him, ending with her face mere inches from his muzzle. Storm looked into his amber eyes and saw anger there.

"How dare you?" he growled. "When you visited Tali and Luna, you showed the same respect to them as you would to Jennifer." He growled. "Yet you walk in here having ignored our mistress's explicit orders and having completely forgotten your place." Again Sky yanked on the lead, pulling Storm's face closed. His voice softened, just a little "We are friends, Storm, and lovers." His voice hardened again. "But that does not give you leave to forget your role tonight!"

He loosened his grip on her leash, and Storm took the opportunity to back away slightly. Suddenly, he tugged again, pulling the still-off balance dragoness closer than ever. The dragoness felt a wave of nervousness at his unusual attitude, combined with a warm tingle coming from her lower regions.

"I am a dragon, too, Storm" he growled, his orange eyes colder than she had ever seen them. "Never forget that." He paused for a moment, staring deep into her eyes. "Do you remember that night in the dungeon," he continued, "when the four of you had been tempting and teasing me for a week? You made me beg for a kiss, Storm. You - the shy, embarrassed, timid little dragoness - made me beg. The strength you found inside yourself that let you do that? That's what makes you a dragon. And the exact same strength is inside me, whether or not I choose to display it."

"When you collared yourself," he continued, "you said it was 'for the future'. I'm guessing there's a long story behind that, but that's between Jennifer and you." He raised his head, showing her his own collar. "I took her collar because she showed me that while I may be a slave - her slave - I am also free to be the dragon that I am." He grinned. "Almost the first thing I did after accepting it was punish her and the others for invading my brand new lair." He pulled on the lead again, quickly. "I am a dragon, too, Storm. Do you understand?"

Storm nodded. "I understand" she whispered.

"So why are you not kneeling before the dragon who is, however temporarily, your master?"

Slowly, Storm sank to her knees, Sky feeding her a little slack on the leash as she went. Once she was seated, he bent forward, his amber eyes catching her yellow gaze. The anger there was fading quickly, but the intensity of his regard remained. "I will not harm you: not tonight, not ever. Nor will I abuse you, take advantage of you, or force you to do anything you do not choose to do. But tonight, this dragon is in charge."

Storm looked up at Sky's looming presence. In his eyes she could see the same fire that had been there when he had Changed and leapt at her former owner, pinning the fleeing tigress to the ground with his claws. But there was also the same tenderness with which he had gently nuzzled her scarred, bleached-white form.

She suddenly realised she had been taking Sky for granted. More than that, she had unconsciously placed herself above him in the household's hierarchy, thanks to the attention the others paid to her and her status as Jennifer's secret protégé, even though her training had been abandoned. While she loved all the members of her new family, Sky was special to her, and she felt slightly ashamed as she recognised that while she had not treated him badly, she had been less respectful with him than the others, even before tonight. Maybe it was because he had been as shy and timid as she was; now he was once again the dragon who had rescued her from a lifetime of terror, not the slave who constantly fell prey to the others' schemes.

As she began to blush with embarrassment from that realisation, another thought flashed through her mind; one that filled her with far more shame than her attitude towards her love. His remarks about their collars reminded her why she had accepted hers: because Jennifer had proved to her that she could change; that she could be her own person, and maybe one day take her place among the Privileged as her late parents had desired. She had taken Jennifer's collar because the vixen had offered her a future.

With dismay, Storm realised that she had turned her back on that future; not due to the despair and terror of her past, but to the comfortable day-to-day life she had found in her new owner's household. She thought back to Luna's comments about how she was merely doing what the others expected of her, and recognised that, too, was an abandonment of the promised future she had dreamed of when she placed the collar around her neck. The collar that still sat there, now reduced to a mere sign of Jennifer's ownership, instead of a reminder of who she could become.

It took only moments for these revelations to pass into her mind. In another brief instant, they were accepted. The dragoness felt a fire ignite within her as she silently pledged to once more live up to the hopes and expectations of both her parents and her new family. No, not their hopes - her own. As Sky had said, she was a dragon; it was time to start acting like one. And that would begin with her draconic lover, still gazing down at her, with no idea of the thoughts racing through her head.

Still kneeling, she bowed low before him. "I apologise for my attitude, Master. Please do with me what you wish: I am your humble and willing plaything."

"Yes, you are" he said, a brief smile crossing his lips. "Now, stand up." Storm did so. "Get me hard" he ordered.

"How do you wish me to do that, Master?" she asked.

"I don't care" came the reply. "Caress me, kiss me, tempt me with your beautiful body, tease me with your lovely voice, however you want."

Storm thought for a moment. "May I kiss you, Master?" she enquired.

Sky blushed slightly, his dominant façade breaking for a moment. "Do you really think I'm going to say 'no' to that?" he whispered shyly.

Leaning closer to his seated form, Storm kissed him softly on the tip of his muzzle. Resting her hands on the sides of the throne, she bent further and kissed him deeply. Her agile tongue, trained to perfection by Tali, wrapped around his, but unlike her lengthy practice sessions with the skunkette, Sky was able to respond in kind. Both dragons purred into the other's mouth as their tongues entwined.

Reluctantly, Storm broke their kiss, then smiled as she dropped lower and placed her lips against his throat. With a murr, Sky tilted his head back, allowing her easier access. She planted a line of kisses down his chest, growing ever closer to her real target, which was just starting to emerge from its concealing slit. Gently, she coaxed his legs apart so she could kneel between them, his still-growing dragonhood now directly in front of her.

She leaned forward, ready to begin in earnest, but something made her look up. Sky was watching her closely, an anticipatory smirk on his face and a spark in his amber eyes. Keeping her own gaze locked with his, she took the tip of his member into her mouth. A slight suck earned her a pleased hum, and a gentle flick of her tongue a delighted hiss. It took very little time for him to become fully hard, and she gave him a questioning look, waiting for his next command.

"I have a knot, Storm" he said. "I want it fully formed." He smiled. "You might need to make me cum before it appears; try not to leave too much of a mess on my floor."

The dragoness grinned: after her experience with Luna, she had no intention of wasting any of his seed. Again, her time with her fellow slaves came in useful as she slid her mouth down around him, taking his head into her throat on the first attempt.

Sky shuddered with pleasure. "Ohhhh, Storm..." he whispered, "why do I get the feeling I need to thank Tali later?"

Storm laughed, drawing more happy shivers from Sky as the vibration passed to his length. She began to bob her head, working her tongue against all the spots that Tali had told her about. Before long, Sky was groaning with desire, his hands clenching the arms of his throne. She could feel a swelling at the base of his shaft as his knot began to appear, and continued her assault until it was fully formed

With a roar, her lover came, filling her mouth with his creamy seed. She let it sit on her tongue for a moment, relishing the taste, before she swallowed. As thick ropes continued to jet from his tip, she worked at his dragonhood to prolong his climax as long as possible. Then, catching the last of his seed, she pulled her mouth away with a pop. With a glint in her eye, she opened her muzzle to let him see his thick cum sitting on her tongue, before happily swallowing it down.

*

Sky stared down at Storm in awe.

The look in her eyes as she had coaxed his dragonhood to its full stature, and the gleam in her yellow gaze as she had lewdly displayed his seed filling her mouth, only to shamelessly let it slide down her throat... They had lit a blaze within him. That he loved the dragoness was in no doubt, and neither was his sexual attraction to her, but this was the first time she had filled him with such pure, unadulterated lust.

Suddenly, he realised that as much as he had scolded her for underestimating him, he was guilty of the same crime. Despite her occasional assertive moments, he was used to Storm letting her partners guide her. But now, the shy dragoness who had once been scared of skimpy clothing had completely vanished: kneeling before him was a sensual, confident woman, who was probably more than a match for anyone in the household. Yet he knew that, just as with him, that sexual being would submerge again, concealed beneath blushes, embarrassment, and seeming innocence.

The two dragons were not using their mutual telepathy tonight, but the permanent, subtle empathy his magic gifted him with had told him that his lecture to Storm had had a profound effect on the dragoness, though he couldn't tell exactly what. Whatever she had been thinking, it had clearly awoken her playful side.

Rapidly, Sky revised his plans for the rest of the evening: he had already done so after Storm's lack of respect earlier, but now further changes were called for. Standing up, he fetched a blindfold and quickly tied it around the dragoness's eyes. "No peaking" he whispered to her.

*

Storm sat quietly for over fifteen minutes, listening to the sounds of the room. Sky was definitely up to something - his occasional groans told her that - but she couldn't tell what. Eventually, he ordered her to remove the blindfold. Blinking, she looked around quickly. Nothing seemed to have changed. She waited patiently for his next command.

Sky gestured to his lap, his knotted dragonhood still standing proud. "Take a seat" he said. Grinning, Storm moved closer, lifting a foot in preparation to straddle his legs. "No. Turn around" he ordered. The dragoness spun on the spot. Smiling over her shoulder, she wiggled her rear, giving him a show. "Now," he said, "why don't you back up and take me under that pretty little tail of yours?"

Storm backed up. With Sky's help, the tip of his self-lubricating shaft was resting at her entrance. She was about to lower herself on to him when he stopped her. "One more thing" he said. "Put your hands on your horns." Puzzled, she did so. "Now, every time you let go, you have to pinch your nipple, hard, before you can put your hand back. And you do have to put it back" he ordered, grinning.

Storm felt a flicker of nervous anticipation: trying to take his length without her arms for support or balance was going to be difficult. But then, she suspected that was exactly why he had given her that particular instruction. Taking a deep breath, she lowered herself down slightly. Sky chose that moment to shift a little, and Storm's arms flew out to keep her stable. She suspected that if she looked over her shoulder, he would be grinning as she reached to her breasts. Taking her stiff nipples between finger and thumb, she squeezed hard, suppressing a moan at the sudden rush of sensation.

On her second attempt, she made it a few inches down the length of his dragonhood before losing her balance again. This time, only one hand shot out and was forced to clamp down on her increasingly sensitive mound.

By the time she had made it to the start of Sky's knot, her peaks were on fire. As her weight had begun to rest on her master, he had shifted more and more often, causing her to have to pinch ever-harder on her tormented tits. To her surprise, however, she found she was rather enjoying the bursts of lightning each tweak sent jolting along her spine. Certainly, the presence of Sky's thick shaft under her tail was getting her worked up, and each tweak on her mounds was adding to that growing flame.

Storm paused for a moment before trying to take Sky's knot. Before she could gather herself, he ordered her to wait. His legs, currently between hers as she straddled him, began to separate, pushing hers further apart and leaving her balance increasingly precarious. Then, his hands slipped under her thighs, coming to rest near her knees. With a gulp, she realised what he intended: instead of letting her take his knot at her own pace, he was going to let gravity take over.

Gently, Sky lifted her legs, and soon Storm's whole weight was pressing her down onto his knot. Both dragons howled together as it slipped through her ring with a muffled pop. Storm's eyes widened as she felt a jet of hot seed within her: Sky had climaxed. Shuddering, he lay back against the rear of his throne, coaxing her to rest against his chest. "You can let go of your horns now" he whispered to her. Gratefully, she let her arms drop.

Sky nibbled the back of Storm's neck as he recovered. Presently, he shifted himself a little, his still-present knot grinding against the herm's prostate and causing her to moan happily. "Now," he rumbled in her ear, "for the next bit of fun." His tail appeared between their parted legs and slowly neared her female slit. Storm watched its progress with growing anticipation as the tip twitched and flexed.

Finally, his tail came to rest against the entrance to her treasure, the scaled surface sliding along her lips. Storm cooed with delight at the soft sensations, her tailhole tightening reflexively and drawing an equally happy murmur from Sky. After a few moments of this gentle pressure, the tip parted her slit just slightly, running up and down the length and brushing softly over her clit. Every movement brought a corresponding twitch from her tailhole, which ground her prostate against Sky's still-hard knot.

Before long, Storm was writhing and shifting in frustration. Taking pity on her, Sky's tail dived into her treasure; only an inch or so at first, but slowly working deeper. The tip continued to squirm within her, hitting sensitive spots as it passed. Ordering her to keep her legs off the ground, Sky let go of her thighs. One hand went round her waist, holding her close against him. The other wandered towards her cunny, where it soon located her clit.

The first touch to her button and Storm saw stars. Consciously or not, Sky had managed to combine the slow build-up she had loved from Tali with the incredible fullness Luna had given her, and the blend was pure ecstasy for the dragoness.

"Storm," whispered Sky into her ear, "do you remember Luna took a mould of your shaft so we could make toys?" The dragoness nodded, her treasure clenching down slightly at the memory. "I'm sitting on one." Storm's eyes went wide. "It's buried deep under my tail, just like I'm so deep inside you. You inside me, me inside you..." She just whimpered. "With you on my lap, every time you move, it's making me squirm on this thing." Sky peeked over her shoulder to see the tip of Storm's dragonhood appearing. "Maybe I need to make you writhe some more..."

Sky's free hand brushed gently over the exposed tip of Storm's shaft, causing her to moan and wriggle. "I bet you don't know about this trick yet" he murmured. One finger slid inside her male slit. Storm screamed, her back arching and holes clamping down tight as she came. "Wow," said Sky, "you're even more sensitive in there than I am." He laughed softly, his breath tickling Storm's shoulder. "I wonder how hard I can make you cum..."

As soon as her shaft was erect, which hadn't taken long, Sky's hand had left her clit, and he had ordered her to play with it herself. His now-unoccupied paw had instead started to work at her member. Like his own, it secreted its own lubricant, and his fingers were soon sliding slickly up and down its length.

Storm could feel herself building towards another climax. Suddenly, there was a tug at her neck: Sky had pulled on her leash and was forcing her to look down. She glanced at her dragonhood and tried to turn her head away.

"Look at it" ordered Sky. Hesitantly, she did so. "Every time you look away, I'll stop" he said. "Your choice: accept the pleasure you're feeling, and what you're feeling it with; or deny yourself the ecstasy you know you want." With that, he increased his assault on her most intimate regions.

Storm watched, her markings flaring, as Sky's hand flew up and down her cock. His other hand had two fingers worming their way inside her male slit, which was driving her insane. His tail had found the most sensitive spots inside her cunny, and was working them mercilessly. And all the time, his own dragonhood was twitching inside her tailhole.

The dragoness gazed down at her white shaft, for what felt like the first time truly seeing it as it received the sensations she was feeling. Even under Tali's tender ministrations, there had still been a certain detachment, but with Sky's utterly relentless assault on her senses, she couldn't reach the same level of disconnection. She was aware of the sudden flare of pleasure every time his fingers caught on the thick ridges; the whimper she gave every time his hand ran over the pointed head. Storm could tell she was moments away from exploding, and unconsciously her mouth fell open.

She roared as she came, and dimly she felt her own hot seed splash over her face and chest. A little made it into her open, waiting muzzle, and she swallowed it greedily. As she recovered, Sky withdrew his tail from her treasure: it was covered in her honey. With it, he deftly scooped up some of the cum from her breast and brought it to his mouth. With a look of delight, he sucked on it, making happy noises. His tail moved to Storm's own muzzle. "Would you like some, too?" he asked. The dragoness willingly lapped the combination of seed and juices from it.

Sky laughed gently. "Luna was right" he said. "You are a little cum-slut, aren't you?" Storm, still sucking on his tail, simply nodded. "Well, I can't blame you: I'm a bit of a slut for dragon seed, myself. This is the first time I've had it with dragoness mixed in as well, though." He put his arms around her, giving her a quick squeeze. "That's your taste, Storm. That's you. Dragon and dragoness: male and female blended together into something even more wonderful. The ultimate sexy scaly."

Storm, still enjoying her own flavours, was finally giving in to the opinions of her fellow housemates. Maybe... Maybe her dragonhood, which had become the source of so much pleasure at the hands - and mouths, and cunnies, and rears - of her friends, whose existence, if not appearance, she had come to accept, deserved to be part of the erotic light-show she now so enjoyed.

"Now," purred Sky, "I think we should see about getting some more of this wonderful liquid concoction, don't you?"

***

Storm opened the door to Jennifer's study and walked in, resisting the urge to blush. This was the first time she had entered the room without knocking first, despite repeated reminders that she could come in at any time.

Jennifer looked up as she entered. "Hello, Storm" she said with a grin. "Finally up and about?"

This time, the dragoness did blush. Despite the warnings about Sky's occasional dominant moments, she hadn't believed the others when they had said he was more likely to leave her drained than they were. Once he had finished with her that was exactly how she had felt: drained, both mentally and physically. Sky had pushed her relentlessly into climax after climax, testing even her magically enhanced capacity. She had no idea how many orgasms he had given her, or how many times he had shot his own load deep into her rear. At some point, her conscious mind had simply given in, dissolving into a puddle of ecstasy.

She had awoken, many hours later, to find herself lying in Sky's golden bed, the dragon having wrapped his wings around her, protectively. Her body had been cleansed of the thick coating of dragon seed she had acquired, though the intoxicating scent had still clung delightfully to the scales of both lovers. Sky had still been sleeping, and she had felt no desire to wake him up, so she had simply lain in his warm embrace, considering her revelations from the previous night.

The sun had begun to set when the two dragons finally emerged from Sky's lair, having become rather... distracted once both were awake, and after they had joined the others for dinner, Storm had decided to seek out her owner.

"Can we talk, Jen?" Storm asked, biting her lip nervously.

"Of course" replied the vixen, setting down the book she had been reading and giving the dragoness her full attention. "What can I do for you?"

Storm sat for several minutes, trying to frame what she wanted to say. She was unused to making requests, especially of the size she was currently considering. Eventually, she took a deep breath, and decided to start with the least imposing item on her mental list. "Can... Can I... Can I have a lair of my own, please" she asked, quietly.

Jennifer smiled happily. "Of course you can!" she exclaimed. "I've been waiting for you to ask for months, but I wasn't sure if you wanted your own, or to share with Sky, or something completely different. We can talk about designs and get things started first thing tomorrow."

"Thank you" said Storm, wincing internally at the reminder of how long she had been ignoring her desires. "Erm... there's a few more things, as well."

"Of course."

"C-can I be..." The dragoness blushed brightly. "Can I..." She took a breath. "I'd like to be... i-in charge... one night."

Jennifer's smile turned into a sly grin. "I think that can be arranged." Her violet eyes gleamed. "Anyone in particular you want to be 'in charge' of?"

Storm opened her mouth, but hesitated. "I hadn't actually thought that far ahead" she admitted.

"Well, that's another thing we can discuss later. Anything else?" enquired the vixen.

Storm took several deep breaths, and sat a little straighter: this was the big one. "I want to continue my training... to become Privileged."

Jennifer sat back in her chair, momentarily lost for words. "Why?" she asked.

For the first time since she had started making her requests, Storm met her owner's gaze. "So that maybe, one day, Sky can have two collars."

Jennifer slowly raised an eyebrow. "If that's what you want, I can call the bank and have them release your funds right now..."

Storm shook her head. "No. If I had that money, if I became Privileged now... I'd have no idea how to be responsible with it." She paused, looking deep into the vixen's eyes, trying to convey her feelings. "I want to be like you, not... Not like Lily." She smiled, shyly. "Besides, right now Sky wouldn't want to be owned by anyone but you... and neither would I."

Jennifer sat looking at Storm for a long time. The dragoness resisted the urge to shift nervously in her seat at the vixen's probing stare. Eventually, Jennifer sighed. "I'm not exactly happy about the idea, Storm," she said, "but we'll give it a try." With a frown, she added "Just remember, we can stop again any time you want. Taking lessons from me isn't required if you want access to your trust fund. Not anymore."

***

As Storm lay in her bed, mind swirling with a thousand different possibilities, she reflected on the sexual adventures that had brought her to this point. Luna was right: she hadn't really been ready to explore submission, and if bad memories hadn't surfaced, it was purely due to the skill and love of her friends. And yet, she hadn't truly been ready when she shared her first time with Sky, and that experience had opened a world of possibilities to her, just as this had. No doubt, even more would be presented when she explored being dominant.

With a smile, the dragoness considered her next venture into submission: perhaps next time, her chosen mistress would like two draconic slaves to play with, instead of just one...