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"Stop moving so much, you aren't going to become any more comfortable if you keep tugging at your clothing." Allyan's voice snapped out with enough irritation that Lyon forced his paw back down against his side where it belonged.

"I am sorry, Master, I didn't mean to fidget." The wolf flicked his ears back. "I do not understand why I have to do this, though. It doesn't seem right."

Lyon angled his ears back up as he stared at himself in the mirror and the blush that had been fading resurfaced again and worse than before! He had been summoned from his room in the middle of the night and that had put him off his guard, but the first words out of his Master's mouth had been it was time for him to serve his punishment. He had hoped that the gold dragon had forgotten his transgressions and he had even started to feel some amount of confidence. It wasn't to be though and the midnight summons had turned into a strange humiliating ritual of being bathed within an inch of his life, dried and then dressed as if he couldn't manage such things on his own.

The clothing barely deserved such a name! There wasn't enough cloth to be called a covering of any sort. The first item had been a fine silver chain mail collar that wrapped around his throat. It should have looked like armor, but someone had worked golden rings among the silver until they formed a flowing decorative pattern. The bottom of the collar ended in thinner tapered portions of the chain mail and were topped off with broad gold rings that jingled each time he moved. Beneath the collar a deep purple piece of silk was tied firmly in place to keep the metal from pinching his skin or catching against his fur. He had to admit to himself that the collar was eye catching against his brushed white fur, but it symbolized something humiliating rather than enjoyable.

His chest was entirely bare except for the fur being brushed within an inch of it's life. The only exception was his nipples. Allyan had produced a pot of powdered silver and brushed it onto the tips of the nubs before pinching and squeezing them until they hardened. It made them more evident despite his fur, but he might have been alright with that. It was the belt around his hips that caused him to flush hotly and avert his eyes.

The belt was made of some light metal that caught the light and almost looked iridescent when he moved. It was a series of intertwined circles that rested just over the curve of his hips with a length of purple silk worked through them so that the material fell down along either side of his leg. His ass was left bare except for his tail which had been adorned with thick cuff of the same metal as the belt. It made him have to keep his tail half raised even if he tried to lower it all the way. His sheath and balls had been treated to a similar cuff, but with far more startling results.

Lyon hadn't been able to help himself as Allyan had stroked and massaged his sheath. He'd come to long for and react to the dragon's touch without conscious thought. His body wanted to be stroked and rewarded, so that the scaled fingers that teased him only had to do so for a few moments before his shaft slipped free from his sheath. It rose up along the curve of his belly and he couldn't stop himself from squirming slightly as he hardened. It wasn't until the skilled paw pulled his sheath down to rest beneath the rise of his knot that his Master had pulled back and left him hard and wanting. It wasn't knew, but it still made him clamp his jaws shut to keep from begging for it to start again. He knew better than to beg.

The dragon had worked a leather wrapped ring around the base of his cock and under his balls so that the pale orbs were pulled up tautly until they nearly rested against the base of his cock. The ring was tightened as it squeezed close and it was nearly to the point of pain as he yelped and, too late, tried to squirm away from it. There was no escaping it, not when his Master barked out an order for him to hold still as the device was locked in place. His cock thickened and grew redder as he had held his breath and watched the golden scaled drake pull away with a satisfied smile and declared his outfit complete. The outfit was horrifying! He was completely exposed in every way possible!

"You are going to serve the Head Master's table tonight." Allyan moved a finger forward so that the digit teased right over the tapered tip of his cock tip.

Lyon whimpered out and felt the precum drooling out to be spread over his girth. Despite knowing that the ring wouldn't let him climax, he still bucked forward eagerly into the touch before his hips came to a trembling stop. "L-Like this, Master? I can't serve a table like this!"

The hand gave a squeeze around his tip until his words turned into a guttural cry. "Yes, like this. You did very well in your trial, but you failed in your manners. Tonight you will show exceptional manners and be given the honor of serving your teachers. It is a private dinner that few Apprentices have been allowed to become privy too."

"I am to be punished, Master Allyan! I should be happy to have my punishment be not going to this event!" He tried to excuse desperately only to hear the drake rumble a deep laugh.

"No, your punishment is you will not attend as an honored guest, but as a servant. Part of your Apprenticeship is to learn about the manners of the high born and how to behave around them." Allyan murmured and pulled his hand away before giving a flashing grin. "You weren't born to a noble house so you have never had to retain manners among them. They can be a venomous lot and have strange entertainments that would tempt you to speak out against them or make a mistake. If you were younger you could be drilled with books and learn with your playmates, but at your age you need to learn in a harsher school."

"These are not good manners, Master, I know that much!" Lyon kept his hands at his sides and tried to ignore the throbbing need of his cock. "How can I show up like this and learn manners?!"

"You will learn them by serving the table. You know how to do that well enough, and tonight you will learn how to keep a pleasant expression on your face and not falter in your duties." The dragon tilted his head to one side. "A part of dealing with the nobles is to know how to keep yourself from reacting even if you disagree or are angry or embarrassed. So you will give them no reaction except that of a trained servant. You will strive to only murmur agreements to them and serve them swiftly and quietly. You must not react if they do anything shocking and you must not react as if your nudity exists. You should simply behave as you belonged there. A true wizard can blend into the background and make even the most arcane outfit seem as if it belongs."

Lyon gaped at him for a moment before he tried to stammer. "Master, I- I can't possibly do that! I'm nearly naked and I-I'm hard."

The dragon gave a slow smile and leaned forward to run a golden paw along the smooth brushed fur of his stomach. "You will have to. A wizard must always control themselves and their surroundings and that doesn't always mean magic. If you falter and fail, than perhaps you are not fit to become a wizard." He paused for a moment thoughtfully. "Though I will, of course, consider the circumstances of your failure and take it under advisement."

"Then you think I'll fail!" The wolf stiffened as he felt cold dread build in his stomach at the idea of being sent away.

Allyan gave a shake of his head. "No, but I think my fellow teachers will enjoy seeing how far they can push you. If you succeed without faltering then you will earn yourself a reward far greater then you can possibly imagine."

All Lyon could do was nod and send up a silent prayer that he would be able to succeed. He didn't want to imagine what failure would mean for him. Or what his Master had meant by saying that they would enjoy testing him. A tremor of fear trailed down the line of his back.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Allyan settled down at the table with a nod and smile to his fellow teachers while he looked over the food that had already been laid out. Marcus and Taaken had already seen and enjoyed his well trained apprentice, but he had hesitantly taken on two others. Char and Sym were dragons like himself, though Char was the color of a moonless night and Sym boasted a more traditional green, and they had started to grow suspicious and then amused at what he was doing. He'd proposed the dinner as a chance for them to see what he was working with as well as test Lyon. He was more worried about Sym then he was with Char.

Char had always been a mild tempered person and not even the youngest students were nervous around him. Of course, he was also happily mated to a lovely black dragoness who didn't have an ounce of magical talent so he had never earned a wilder reputation. That didn't stop him from engaging in the odd encounter with other male teachers and his mate didn't seem to mind in the least bit as long as it was kept to males and not females. That's where she drew the line. Sym, the green drake, was far more volatile and the youngest of the group. He had been more then eager to see Lyon's training in action and even hinted he'd be willing to swap apprentices.

The gold dragon wasn't willing to swamp at all. He felt a possessive fondness for his charge and though he enjoyed seeing the lad's submissive nature, he had no wish to subject him to something any harsher then they needed to be. So he kept one of his eyes on Sym while Lyon padded out for the third time from the kitchen with his eyes fixed firmly on the far wall rather than the group of his teachers. He carried a tray of drinks as he started at one end of the table and started to make his rounds and placed them down. He was behaving admirably, especially given that the teachers he was serving tended to make things harder for him to act as if he weren't naked and exposed.

"As I was saying, Allyan, we simply can't continue on with the amount of disrespect going on in the school." Taaken's voice took his attention away from his Apprentice and the lion leaned back to watch their server. "It's gotten to the point that they're holding more power over us then they really ought too."

Char drew his eyes back towards them, though Allyan saw his hand slip down to tease the wolf that passed by him. The fingers caught right at the most sensitive point of the tip, but Lyon only clamped his jaws down and strived to ignore it. He didn't entirely succeed, not when his back stiffened and his tail twitched behind him. The arousal hadn't faded and with the aid of a breath of magic Allyan had ensured that he was made all the more sensitive. Yet he still held the same polite expression through it all. As he passed towards the next chair Char rumbled laughter as his fingers came away with a thread of precum clinging to them. Only then did he let his attention fully return to the conversation at hand rather than the nearly nude distraction.

"It's true. I spent the last week trying to get several of my class to understand why they had to study. To study! As if having enough gold to attend this Academy assures them success!"

"Ahh well I know how it goes. As you can see, not all of the students behave in such a manner." Allyan leaned forward and flicked his fingers. "Look at Lyon there, he's a well groomed and well behaved Apprentice. I've never had an ounce of trouble out of him and he's always very eager to please. We should consider adopting some of the more... strict training methods with similar students."

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon froze as his name was said and he felt the weight of five pairs of eyes watching him as he set down the final glass in front of Master Taaken. The words flooded him with a mingling of both pleasure and humiliation. The pride in his Master's voice wasn't feigned and the fact that he was being upheld as something to aspire too made him lift his tail a little bit higher. He could even overlook his state of undress and the dinner that he was being subjected to with that praise. He moved to pull the tray up before turning and padding away quietly. He would make Allyan proud of him and live up to his expectations. The Master couldn't be putting him through this for no reason and it was teaching him a great deal about self control and proper behavior. Still, it was so very hard.

This dinner was horrifying for so many reasons! He was trying his best to ignore his state and it was almost working most of the time. The Masters didn't seem to notice that he was nude and at first he'd started to relax. If they didn't act as if he were shaming himself, then it wasn't terribly hard for him to behave in the same manner. Only it didn't happen that way, it didn't happen that way at all. They only acted calm and collected, but when he passed by them he found that he was subjected to another sort of notice.

It was a torture that set his fur bristling and on edge as he was discreetly touched by roaming paws. The one touching him never really looked at him, never really made a comment or even said anything to his table mates. It was simply there would suddenly be a paw touching him, stroking him, groping him. Sometimes it was just a stroke along the curve of his ass, but just as often it was a touch against his achingly hard cock. That was the hardest thing to bear! The touch of gentle fingers tracing over his tip as he kept his hands steady nearly made him lose all control and start humping into it. Only the knowledge that he could be kicked out of the Academy for failing forced him to maintain a pleasant, albeit strained, expression.

"Next course." He stepped into the kitchen to the leers from the cook and swallowed. The big bear had been enjoying the sight all night as she offered him the tray. "Try not to drip on it, eh lad?"

Lyon's flush burned brighter as her eyes glanced down at his length and he took the tray to help cover himself. He was well aware that he was leaking a near constant stream of precum and when she called attention to it he just stammered an apology and backed away. He still wasn't sure what was worse, going into the kitchen and the leering cooks lewd comments or back to the table where his nudity was ignored, but he was forced to endure a touch he could take no satisfaction from. He fixed his expression into one of pleasant boredom as he approached the table and started to lay out the sweet dessert he'd been given in the order he'd been told to do so.

The Masters continued to talk amongst themselves about the state of the Academy and the wolf was grateful he didn't have to try to talk as he laid out the first plate. Marcus didn't even glance up at him, but he felt a large paw slip between his legs and froze. He didn't squeeze his eyes shut like he wanted too and he stifled any attempt at a noise as the warm fingers smoothed over his swollen bound balls. The padded thumb tip swirled in circles before slipping up to tease the bunched up flesh of his sheath with a gentleness that made it harder to stand. Lyon gripped the tray harder as he kept his eyes fixed on the wall and refused to show how it was affecting him.

He nearly broke as he felt the fingers wrapping around his knot and slowly moved upwards towards his tip. The rivulets of precum that he had been leaking all evening drooled over the edge and trailed down over the crimson flesh while he cut off the desire to whimper in pleasure. The fingers gathered the slippery stuff and worked it right over his engorged tip while his muscles tensed up with the urge to thrust wildly forward into the paw. He never got the chance to break his resolve, because as soon as he felt positive he couldn't possibly take another moment of the touch the fingers slipped away as Marcus added his own insight into how the next class should be chosen. The wolf didn't even acknowledge he was done, but it allowed Lyon to move on to the next seat.

He knew that at each one he would be tested and at each one he would be forced to hold still for it, but some places were better then others. Marcus and the black dragon, Master Char only teased his shaft. That was something he had been taught to ignore on some level and did so very well. Master Taaken, though, always chose to squeeze and knead against his sore trapped balls in a nearly painful manner that was almost impossible to ignore. Master Allyan ignored him entirely save for the occasional light slap of the paw against his ass cheeks. And then there was Master Sym. The green drake was the hardest spot on the table to serve.

As he endured Char's careful explorations of his tip he noticed that the blue eyed dragon was watching him. The blue-green scaled muzzle was quirked in a slight smile as the eyes slipped over the white wolf's form in obvious lust. It made Lyon tense up and flick his eyes back to the wall, but he could almost feel the gaze lingering over him. It was the first he'd really noticed one of the Masters staring at him with obvious lust and enjoyment. Somehow, that made it worse. He swallowed and his tongue felt dry as he moved to serve the green drake his dessert. He carefully placed the plate down in front of the teacher and felt the paw gliding up along the curve of his cock.

~ ~ * ~ ~

"Allyan, you simply must allow me to teach your Apprentice a few of my own tricks." Sym purred towards Allyan as he wrapped his paw right over the girthy canine shaft. "I could do wonders with someone who truly wished to learn."

"I think I'll keep Lyon to myself. He's a sharp learner who needs a certain touch to make him come to the fullness of his potential." Allyan took a sip of his wine as he watched the wolf's breathing coming faster. The silver dusted nipples rose and fell as his paw left the edge of the plate he had dropped onto the table.

"A shame, but I thank you for the honor of letting us come to know him." Sym gave a smile and bowed his head slightly. "It's a pleasure to work alongside a wizard who obviously enjoys his work so much. And has had such success."

Allyan chuckled softly to himself and gave a dip of his head in response to the compliment. Sym was behaving himself, but only barely. Lyon was still behaving and remaining calm, but by a thin strand. He began to wonder who would break first. The green dragon was quite obviously half in lust with the boy and as the paw moved to massage over the cock tip he could see the wolf's hips jerk slightly before freezing. Finally the green scaled paw dropped down again and Lyon was allowed to pass by again towards Taaken's ministrations. Sym's eyes followed him avidly with his eyes locked on the rump cheeks.

"I will bet you three gold coins that Sym loses control before Lyon does." He whispered in Char's ears as he leaned over. "I don't think I've ever seen him so besotted."

"Oh I'll take that action. Your lad nearly started humping my paw a few moments ago!" Char's eyes glittered eagerly. "Want me to pass it on to Marcus? It should make the next round of wine more... interesting."

"Oh go ahead! I'm confident that I'll be the winner of this deal. Sym loses control and does more than a simple fondle before Lyon begins humping or moaning." The golden drake's lips curved up in a wicked smile as the wolf awkwardly walked out of the room. He had faith in his Apprentice. If the bet was won, he'd reward the lad quite handsomely. As he watched the green drake licked one of his slippery fingers clean with an expression of enjoyment.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Lyon paused at the door and drew in a breath as he tried to stop the painful pulses that were running along his swollen cock. He wanted to go find a quiet corner, rip off the damned ring and just paw off until he came a dozen times, but he managed to rein himself in. It was so hard though! The wine shook and trembled in its glass as he pushed the door open and strode out for his final walk around the table. He had made it this far, he wasn't going to give up now. Not when he was so close to his goal.

As he came up to Master Marcus he became aware that the Masters were watching him this time. Their gaze was covert, but there. There was an air of tension as he moved to set down the glass and nearly let out a cry of shock as the wolf's fingers moved up to curl against the curve of his ass. They didn't stop there though, they curved up into the rump cheek and inwards so that he felt one of the blunt claws nudge right up against his pucker. His eyes bulged slightly as he moved to take a wine glass and his hand started to shake as the finger curved inwards just enough that he could feel it starting to spread him open. He was already on edge and that sensation only brought home the dozens of times he had felt the slow heady penetration of a shaft sinking into him with the inevitable climax.

The glass nearly fell down, but he saved himself and clenched his pucker tightly while he placed the glass on the table. The finger swirled in circles as Marcus made a comment to his neighbor about the hope for a sweet vintage of wine. He barely heard the words. What he wanted to do was flick up his tail, spread his legs and push back until he felt the treasured brush of the finger against his sensitive prostate. He didn't. He balled his fist up until his claws bit his palm and found the strength to move back and onto Master Char. His tail didn't quite lower as far as it had been though and his heart was hammering against his chest.

He placed the glass down next to the black drake with a sense of relief as the hands didn't move right away. As he bent over, though, fingers moved up to wrap right around the partially swollen knot at his base. They didn't give a light caress, but gripped down in a mimicry of feeling someone wrapped around his shaft and fully knotted. The fingers pulled and flexed while a hot dribble of precum spilled out of his tip and his breath came out shallow and swift. He lifted his eyes to the wall as he placed the trembling glass on the table and noticed that Allyan was watching him closely.

He nearly humiliated himself right then and there as the black drake's touch started to pump up and down with firm strokes. Char made a comment to Sym about something, but Lyon didn't hear it. His eyes were on the gold drake who narrowed his eyes almost coldly and the edges of the scaled muzzle drew together in a hint of a frown. The displeasure jerked him free of the need he felt building, especially with the painful ache of his balls being unable to relieve themselves. He stood up and stepped away, but he did so as politely and calmly as he could. Even if he was supposed to allow Char to continue, he tried to keep his guise as a servant.

"A shame, the wine isn't nearly as sweet as I thought it would be." Allyan sounded rather annoyed. "Sym, do you recall that wine down at the Star and Bells? Sweet and syrupy thick, almost a dessert in and of itself. It could melt on ones tongue."

"What? Oh, yes, very true." Sym said distractedly as Lyon came to his place at the table.

"Lyon, be a good lad and hand me Sym's drink would you?" Allyan drawled and the wolf stopped in the process of moving to place the glass down. "Maybe I can replicate the recipe with a spell, mmm?"

"I would enjoy that." Sym's voice was entirely distracted and Lyon tensed as he felt a finger trailing just beneath the head of his cock. He drew in a soft breath as the painfully hard shaft pulsed and drooled out a drop of precum as a reward.

He started to stand back up to walk to his master, but the dragon gave a shake of his hand. "Just lean over and give it here, boy."

Lyon flushed slightly at the sharp rebuke and leaned forward. The table was wide enough that he had to rest one paw on the edge of it to balance him as he strained to pass the glass over. He felt his hips brush it and then his cheeks brushed as he realized that his drooling cock tip was slipping over the table itself. He tried not to acknowledge it as the golden dragon took the glass with a nod of his head and a strange glimmer in his eyes. The look was his only warning as something hot, tight and incredibly mobile wrapped engulfed his cock.

That was it. He couldn't control himself, not after so many rounds of serving his teachers, not after so many touches. He gave a frantic look down to see Master Sym's head ducked down and the muzzle swallowed his cock as the tongue curled around his knot and he lost all semblance of manners. He dropped his paws to grip the table and started to thrust urgently. The suckling maw clutched and pulled around his girth as it throbbed and sent out a thick glob of precum to splash against the curve of the tongue. His own tongue lolled out while he whined out and humped harder along the long dragon's muzzle as it pushed down to the point his knot was sinking into it.

It was everything that he had longed for and more. He'd never felt a muzzle suckling around him and he was amazed at the power of the swallowed that greedily pulled around his hard cock. He pulsed and sent out steady drools of precum as he arched his back and groaned out again. He could hear chairs scraping back from the table. He knew that the Masters were watching him. He didn't care! His balls were heavy and tight with the need for release as they pulled up over and over again. His knot tried to swell out to knot something, anything, but it wouldn't go to the point he might release. He clawed at the table while he flattened his ears against his head and heard Master Sym rumble before swallowing another muzzleful of precum.

"It seems, gentlemen, that I win this bet." His master's voice was pleased and amused all in one, but it came from a great distance as Lyon whined out desperately and gave another thrust forward.

It was a futile thrust as the leather wrapped ring denied him what he wanted most, all he could do was choke back a frustrated sob and continue bucking into Sym's muzzle. And pray they would give him a reward, no matter how small. As he thrust forward again and looked up through lust hazed eyes he only saw their amusement and Allyan's grin. They made no move to release him or to help him. The drake's shaft slipped further down his aroused cock and his hips gave a shuddering buck as he squeezed his eyes shut.