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Jonathan Scholtzhauer was carefully arranging the newest pieces of antique jewelry that he had acquired, at no small expense, to the lavish display that immediately drew the attention of anyone who entered his shop. These new acquisitions were some of the finest examples of victorian era skill and craftsmanship he had yet discovered. Several of them had been rather pricy to obtain, but when he located a buyer for them he would turn a very handsome profit on them indeed. As was far more common than he liked there were too many pieces that were of much lesser value, being comprised chiefly of semi precious stones, but he had obtained them at a very reasonable cost and they should be rather popular with several of the local young ladies who had quite a flair for dressing and accessorising in a fashion reminiscent of those bygone days. Besides if all else failed he could always take at least some of them home to his lovely daughter Francine who would adore them immensely. He doted on her excessively, more than once raising his wifes ire, but the child so loved the extravagance of clothing and jewelry from the victorian period. Besides, was it not his fatherly duty to spoil his only daughter at every possible opportunity?

He admired each of the new pieces as he arranged them in places of prominence around the velvet draped array of support forms. The rings that had been acquired from a family in upper New England whose heritage could be traced to a Duke of Windsor. Magnificent specimens from some of the finest artisans of that time. Each one was a work of art in miniature, the elegant filligree work, the precious and semi-precious stones set into them cut in ways that had been lost to the gem cutters of our time.

Four pieces remained to be set into their places, two of them a matched pair of large finely crafted brooches that had once belonged to the Duchess of Manchester. These exquisitely detailed pieces, each encrusted with precious and semi-precious stones would have been worth a kings ransom when they were crafted and now their worth was near immeasurable. His great fortune at acquiring them had stunned him speechless, the fact that he had the representative of a potential buyer coming to his shop in this somewhat remote mountain town so soon afterwards had brought him in early to have them displayed appropriately before the man would arrive.

The third piece, which he now placed at the highest point of the display was a tiara, though he thought it more akin to a crown. Well made yet seeming delicate and fragile. It's depiction of a spray of Violets rendered with pale amethyst, a single thinly cut and finely crafted stone making up the rounded petals of each of the flowers across the headband of celtic knots set against a fine filligree of silver was breathtaking. Of the recent acquisitions this was the primary piece he rather hoped no one would purchase. He secretly longed to take it home to his daughter and crown her as his princess with it.

He placed the final item at the bottom near the front. A far less expensive item then most of the ones displayed, though by no means cheap in craftsmanship or cost. A smaller brooch about the size and shape of a small vibrator, he blushed slightly at the thought, but heavily laden in pearls, Sapphires, Rubies and Emeralds with a single, small pale pink Diamond set in the center. But what really set this piece apart was the sterling silver hawks claw setting grasping a rather large black pearl at the broadest end of the brooch resulting in it looking very much like a wide bladed sword. Finishing the placements he gazed around the shop and remembered that Mrs. De Marco was stopping by this morning to select a cameo for her daughter's upcoming birthday. He walked behind the counter and passed through the small doorway to the back room storage area to retrieve several that he had obtained just yesterday that he thought she may be interested in.

Moments after entering the storage room he heard the clear ringing of the small bell that announced the opening of the door. Thinking the arrival may be Mrs. De Marco or the representative of the buyer for the brooches, he extended a greeting to the visitor to his shop. "I'll be with you in just a few moments, please feel free to browse if you wish." He gathered the last of the cameos and turning to exit the storage room he saw that his visitor was not either of the people he had expected but was instead a young purple dragoness. 'Rather odd to see a young dragoness in an antique shop' he thought to himself as he watched her stroll languidly around the shop looking at several items as if she were interested in them. He watched her from his hidden spot as she glanced around the room her eyes catching the display of jewelry he had been working on, it seemed to him that her eyes sparkled slightly.

Lowering his voice slightly to sound farther away then he was he spoke again, "I do apologize for the delay, I will be out to assist you momentarily." As he watched she quietly darted over to the display, looked over it quickly and as she was turning her back towards the doorway he could swear he had seen her claw dart out and remove something from the table. He quickly stepped out of the storage room re entering the shop common and strode over to stand beside her as he said, "Again I apologize for the delay young lady, may I be of some assistance?" The young dragoness started with a slight gasp as he appeared beside her so quickly, fidgeting slightly under his gaze as he looked down at her. "Sorry to have startled you dear girl, was there something you were interested in perhaps." He gestured towards the display giving himself an opportunity to examine it without appearing to be suspicious. He had been certain that he had seen her hand leave the table as she turned her back to the door and suspected she was attempting to shoplift from his shop. As they turned towards the display he noticed she was fidgeting and glancing towards the front door. He took a quick mental inventory of the items on the display before them and quickly noticed that the smaller brooch he had placed at the bottom of the grouping in the center was indeed missing.

"Excuse me a moment, I need to retrieve something up front for a customer that will be arriving soon," he said turning towards the front of the shop. 'So the little sneak thief thinks she can waltz in here and steal form she does she, we'll just see about that,' he thought to himself as he walked calmly to the front door and quietly turned the lock latch bolting the door securely as he reached up with his other paw and turned the open sign hanging on the door around. He returned and stood beside her again, noting that the other items were still in their places. He was surprised slightly that she was still standing there, though he hadn't tipped his hand yet and the girl may not have considered he had caught her.

"Now where were we, oh yes, was there anything that caught your fancy dear girl?" he asked in a pleasant tone continuing the ruse that he didn't know something was missing, for now.

"N no sir not really, I just like shiny stuff and this stuff is real pretty shiny stuff," she said a bit of a gleam in her eyes.

Grabbing her wrist he turned her to face him as he bent down, when she looked up into his eyes he said, "so you thought it would be ok to help yourself to one, because you like shiny stuff?"

"Wha......what? No no I didn't, I didn't take anything," she said as she tried to pull her wrist from his grasp. When she twisted her body and pulled against his grip her backpack slipped of her shoulder and landed at her feet with a dull thud. They both looked down at the sound and seeing the backpack he reached down and grabbed it up.

"We'll just see about that," he said as he unzipped the partially closed pack and began to rummage through it's contents.

"Hey that's my stuff," she said a tone of indignation in her voice.

"Afraid I'll find something in here that doesn't belong to you," he said gruffly as he again looked at her accusingly.

"Grrrfff," fine then look all you want, you won't find anything in there 'cause I didn't take anything," she responded her annoyance at being accused of something she didn't do apparent in her voice.

Thoroughly searching her backpack and the pockets on the outside of the pack he found nothing, irritated he zipped it closed again letting it slip to the floor. Looking at the dragoness he noticed the girl was dressed in cargo shorts with several pockets in the front, back and on the legs. Gripping her by the shoulder firmly he patted each pocket on her legs finding them empty then patting her front pockets he felt something in the right one and running his fingers into the pocket he pulled out a chapstick. After looking at it a moment he jammed it back into the pocket and turned her so her back was to him, putting his hand on one of the pockets and squeezed finding it to be empty and repeated this with the other pocket to find it empty as well. He was beginning to doubt that she had the brooch after all but when he had groped her behind while checking her pockets he had felt his cock twitch with each touch.

He considered letting her go since he wasn't sure now that she had stolen the brooch, and glanced at the front door. Remembering that he had locked it when he first found the brooch missing he suppressed the grin that threatened to give him away as he thought, 'she may not have it but I've already got her locked in, may as well have a little fun with her.'

He grabbed her by the wrist again saying, "come with me young lady," as he started for the doorway to the storage room.

"Wh where are you taking me?" she said her voice pitching slightly higher as she tried to pull free of his grip.

"To the back room," he said gruffly.

"Why?" she asked her voice shaking slightly.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said as he pulled her towards the doorway.

She resisted him, dragging her feet to slow him down as he continued towards the back room although it did little to slow him only causing him to focus more on his intent.

As he entered the storage room dragging her through the doorway he swung the door shut sliding the heavy steel bolt into place, locking it securely while maintaining his grip on her wrist. With there being no chance of them being disturbed he pulled her to the center of the room finally releasing her.

He turned facing her and said, "I'm still not convinced you didn't steal that jewelry from me."

"B but you already searched my backpack and my pockets and didn't find anything why don't you believe me that I didn't take it?" she said defiantly crossing her arms across her chest and pouting at him.

"Because I've heard the stories on the news of how people have taken things into jails and prisons and I know there are 'other places' to hide things then in backpacks and pockets. You've left me with little choice than to search you completely, every inch of you, every nook and crannie," he said with a smirk on his face, "so take off those shoes and hand them here."

The little dragoness blinked at him but slowly took off her shoes and handed them to him. Taking the shoes he shook each of them and ran a paw into each one then set them on the bench beside him seeming to be satisfied they were empty.

"Now the socks girl," he said his voice firm and commanding not betraying the slowly growing lust of his intent. She sat down on the floor pulling her knees up to her chest flashing her panties to him through the legs of her loose fitting shorts as she did so and peeled off her socks one at a time throwing them at him then stood back up waiting. Scooping the socks from the floor where they fell he wadded each into a ball and stuck them into the shoes.

"Now the shorts," he said. She looked at him balefully then glanced to the locked door.

"NO," she shouted and turned to bolt for the door.

He grabbed her quickly by the wrist keeping her in place, glowering down at her he said, "we can do this privately or I can involve the police and let them do this. IF you do have the brooch I doubt you would want them here." It was a bluff, but she didn't know that. He didn't think she actually had the jewelry, let alone had it on her, but he'd already gone this far and lust was quickly taking over him.

The girls head drooped and she looked at her foot claws for several moments, and he released her arm.

Slowly bringing her hands to the waistband of her shorts she unbuttoned and unzipped them then very slowly lowered them to the floor. Stepping out of them she help them out to him and he grabbed them from her quickly scrunching them between his paws without really checking them.

With the dragoness now standing before him in only her t shirt and panties his desire was in control of him. He didn't care about the jewelry now, only in relieving himself of the growing need in his pants. He wanted to touch her, to feel her, to have his way with her. Crouching slightly he wrapped his paws under her arms feeling her soft scales, as smooth as skin, against them as he picked her up and sat her on the low work bench against the wall.

"Now for a thorough search of you young dragoness," he said as he took the tail of her shirt in his paws and pulled it up peeling it off her body despite her attempt to keep her arms down. Once her shirt was off he began thoroughly checking her, running his paws over every inch of her young body reveling in the feeling of her smooth scales as his paws slowly caressed her.

He was emboldened by the tiny, soft moan she tried to suppress before it escaped her lips. Despite her wiggling and trying to pull away from him he knew that her own desire would keep her from fighting him with any real intent to escape. It was always the same with these little ones, once you got their fires burning they would become putty in your hands. He slid his paws up her sides letting his thumbs trace lines from her waist as he went until they came to rest on her stiffening nipples. Gently circling the nubs with his thumbs he leaned closer inhaling the scent of her arousal fueling his own even more. He knew he was winning the war in her head between wanting to escape and wanting more of his advances. She was trying hard to not let him hear the soft moans of pleasure as he slowly massaged her nipples with his thumbs but his keen hearing caught even the faintest sound she made. Releasing her tender flesh from the teasing of his nimble digits he slid his paws down her sides to rest on her waist as he slid his thumbs under the waistband of her panties.

"Now for a better search of your girly hiding places little dragoness ," he said as he pulled her panties down tugging them past her rump seated on the workbench and sliding them off her legs. Even though she tried with all her might she couldn't completely stifle the low moan that escaped her throat as her intimate parts were exposed to this wolf. Jonathan chuckled inwardly to himself hearing her low moan knowing that only moments from now all her defences would be beaten down by the desire this dragoness was feeling as lust clouded her mind and drove her body to do as he wished. Sliding his paws down her hips as he knelt down in front of her licking his lips, he slid his paws down her thighs stopping at her knees slowly spreading them apart as his gaze fell on her most intimate treasure. The smooth purple scales, the delicate pink of her slit enticingly on display before his eyes. He slowly let his right paw slide up her inner thigh caressing her tender flesh as it went, edging slowly closer to her beckoning cunny. He gently squeezed her thigh garnering another gentle moan from her, which he noticed she no longer attempted to suppress. 'Her desire has made her mine to do with as I wish', he thought glancing up at her seeing her eyes were closed and her mouth was open slightly.

"I think we'll start right here" he said as his fingers brushed against her cunny lips feeling the slight dampness of her arousal, his breath catching briefly at the sensation of her warm soft lips beneath his fingers. He caressed her from the bench to her clit several times, soft, low moans coming from her with each stroke of his probing fingers.

"S......Stop.....wh.....what are......", she said gasping as his fingers slid tenderly up and down the length of her slit caressing her tenderest flesh.

Standing up he grasped her right shoulder in his left paw and placed his right arm under her calves raising them and pulling her shoulder towards him as he turned her and lay her flat on the workbench. Resting his right paw on her left thigh he massaged the flesh, her smooth scales more erotic to him then the fur of his daughters legs. This dragoness was a new experience for him and he intended to experience every sensation she could give him while he had her lost in the trance of her desire and lust.

Walking to the end of the bench at her feet he grasped her ankles gently spreading her legs apart as he drank in her body with his eyes. The sight of her purple scales, so smooth, so unlike his own fur, it excited him immensely, he slid his paws up her calves and over her inner thighs enjoying how she felt. As his paws neared her crotch he said, "I believe I see something here that needs to be examined more closely." He traced a finger along her slit flicking it across her clit with each stroke watching her shiver slightly at his touch. Deciding he needed a closer look at her treasure, and to make it easier on himself he wrapped his paws around her waist and pulled her towards him until her knees were at the edge of the bench her feet hanging down. Bringing his paws back to her cunny he spread her outer lips gazing at her soft pink folds with lust in his eyes. He leaned forward breathing deeply the scent of her arousal, it was like ambrosia to him. As his muzzle drew near her he flicked out his tongue tracing it around her lips and along her moistening folds savoring her taste, spicy, tangy, and more. It drove him to want even more as he slowly slid his tongue between her lips into her depths seeking to slake his growing thirst for her flavor.

His paws traced along her thighs as he greedily sank his tongue into her cunny again and again, cupping the firm globes of her taut rump in them he slowly pulled her closer to the edge of the bench raising his arms forcing her to raise her knees to his shoulders resting then there. The sensations flooding his mind were heavenly as his tongue slowly lapped her cunny and he squeezed her ass slowly kneading the firm flesh. She squirmed beneath his probing tongue pressing her rump against his paws as she moaned out, " p ple please st stop." He drove his tongue deeper into her velvety folds seeking out her most tender spots and teasing them with the tip. As he continued the teasingly slow assault on her nethers he let loose his grip on her rump and slowly brought his paws to her chest to tease and tweak her stiff nipples, massaging them between his thumbs and forefingers. Withdrawing his tongue from her slick passage he moved his muzzle up slightly flicking his tongue across her stiffened clit causing her to moan again deeper and longer this time, the feeling of his slightly rough tongue sending sparks through her body as she squirmed under him and arched her back slightly following his tongue as he withdrew it back into his maw. Parting his lips he brought his head down catching her sensitive nub between them and gently sucking it. She arched her back again pressing her cunny against his maw harder at the feeling of his lips on her clit. Her calves wrapped around his head pulling him harder against her nethers as she quivered from the treatment he was giving her. Finding himself trapped against her like this he lowered his maw again driving his tongue into her now drenched cunny as deeply as he could flicking the tip across her tender spots along the way.

She was at the edge of an orgasm, her reactions to his tender ministrations told him, and he knew she wouldn't last much longer. He began stroking his tongue into her faster as he felt her inner walls begin to spasm and ripple against it as she neared her peak. As he drove it into her faster he felt her sopping cunny clench and pull at his tongue trying to pull him deeper into her as her orgasm crested and crashed down upon her.

"Nnnnnggggg, n o no don don't make me c cum... " she gasped out uselessly as her body twitched and spasmed from the intense orgasm that assaulted her senses.

He grinned wickedly not letting up in his assault on her nethers driving her past the point of no return, feeling her body twitch in the throes of her orgasm. She spasmed against his maw for several long moments as her orgam flooded over her mind and he was enjoying every second of it as his maw was flooded by a torrent of her juices, her spicy, tangy flavor was delicious and nearly clouded his thoughts. As her orgasm slowly subsided he withdrew his tongue from her rippling cunny and pried her legs from behind his head extricating himself from her grip.

"Well I didn't find anything my dear but I'm not sure that I am convinced, I believe I need something a bit longer to be sure I get all the way in there," he said, slipping off his shoes and stepping back a few steps as he unbuckled his belt. He wasted no time in unbuttoning and unzipping his trousers removing them and folding them neatly before lying then on the bench. Hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his simple black boxer shorts he quickly pushed them to his ankles and stepped out of them as he retrieved them from the floor and placed them on top of his trousers. As he turned again to the young dragoness still mewling softly lost in the afterglow of her orgasm she opened one eye a crack and gasped out loud her eyes going wide at the sight of his hard 11 inch cock.

"W what are you gonna do with that?" she asked her voice tinged with a little fear at the sight of his rigid member.

"I'm going to make sure you don't have anything hidden in that sweet little cunny of yours dear girl," he said as he stepped between her legs bringing his tip within an inch of her entrance, "I do have to check you completely and my tongue just isn't long enough to do so. Therefore I need to use this instead," he said flexing his ass causing his cock to twitch and rise into her view as she looked down across her chest at his crotch quivering and trembling visibly. She struggled to pull her legs up and roll away from him, but he quickly lay one big clawed paw on her chest pinning her to the bench.

"I would suggest you stay right where you are girl, or I may have to be less gentle with you," he growled viciously at her bringing his maw close to her face, his teeth bared.

Seeing his reaction she slumped back against the bench again no longer resisting him.

"Good little dragoness, now don't tempt your fate again and I will go much easier on you, otherwise it will be much less enjoyable for you then I would care for it to be,' he said snapping his jaws to emphasise his point.

"O ok, b but please d don't hurt me m mister w wolf," she said pleadingly, her eyes welling with tears.

"That will depend entirely on you," he said, a low growl in his throat.

With his captive again cooperative, though perhaps not willing, he leaned forward letting the tip of his hard cock brush against her warm, wet cunny lips shivering slightly at the exquisite feeling of her most intimate parts against the bare skin of his achingly hard member. Tracing along the crevice of her nether lips he coated the tip in her juices. Her attempt at escape had been half hearted at best, the result of her having just had an intense orgasm, and he considered slamming his cock into her and pounding her until he climaxed, 'but where's the fun in that for me' he thought. No as long as she cooperated he didn't care if she was willing or not he would go slowly and enjoy every last second of this to it's fullest.

Placing his tip at her entrance he slowly pushed himself into her warm, wet cunny, fighting the urge to slam his cock into her waiting sex. As his thick cock slowly filled her slick channel the dragoness began moaning slightly, her breathing slowly becoming more shallow, the pace quickening. He kept pushing more and more of his cock into her wondering if this girl could take it all and intending to find out.

When he had hilted himself inside her, feeling her cervix against his tip he threw his head back and breathily moaned out, "oh mein Gott, sie ist so nass, so eng, so großartig!, Das ist das unglaublichste, was ich je erlebt habe!!"

His mind was flooded by the intense feeling of being hilted inside her, she was amazingly warm, tight and wet, and she took all he had to give her. He stood there for several long moments consumed by these thoughts, just as his cock had been consumed by this young dragoness. Nature took over and he slowly stroked his cock into her, withdrawing until his tip was barely inside her then sliding back into the warm tight embrace of her slick, silky tunnel. Each stroke into her heavenly nethers was fantastic, an electric arc running through his body carrying total bliss to every corner of his being. Bending over her, supporting his weight on his arms as he hovered above her, he began to quicken his pace as her tightness engulfed his ragingly hard cock. The girl again began to moan softly and twitch gently beneath him in response to her own arousal as she slowly crept towards another intense orgasmic release. Within five minutes he was pistoning his cock into her rapidly as they both panted and gasped for breath their peaks rushing towards them. The girl moaned out loudly as she drew her legs up and wrapped them around his waist as best she could throwing her arms around his neck and pulling his muzzle to her neck, holding onto him tightly as his cock continued the pounding assault on her cunny.

Feeling his knot rapidly expanding he slammed his meat into her twice, three times his knot popped in and out of her, once more then it stuck tight locking them together as his cock pulsed and throbbed spraying her insides with rope after rope of thick, warm, creamy cum, filling her womb in an instant. Her cunny spasmed and rippled on his intruding cock milking him of every drop of seed he had to give her. They moaned out, "Oh my god....." in unison as their orgasms slammed against their minds and their bodies shook with the intensity of their release. He came harder and longer than he had in months, this dragoness was an amazingly intense fuck, unlike many before her she had taken his entire length and his knot, intensifying his own orgasm unbelievably. As the last wave of his orgasm washed over him his elbows buckled and he barely caught himself as he fell on top of her. He lay there panting as he waited for his knot to deflate enough to pull out of her now cum filled cunny. Moments later, regaining control of his limbs he pushed himself up and pulled back from her slightly, dislodging his knot from her nethers as a gush of cum and girly juices flooded from her well used cunny and ran down her crack to pool onto the bench, oozing over the edge and pooling on the floor below as she dropped her arms to the bench and her legs slid down his hips to hang loosely off the edge.

He would have thought that an intense fuck like that would have deflated his cock quickly, instead it was only partially limp and stiffening again rapidly. Standing up again he looked down seeing his seed mixed with her juices oozing out of her and running down her crack and smiled to himself at the lovely mess he'd made inside this young girl.

"Well my dear I certainly didn't find anything in there, and that leaves just one more place to be checked," he said a sly grin on his face as he grabbed her hip turning her over onto her chest on the bench. As he grabbed her tail to move it out of his way she looked back over her shoulder, a mischievous grin on her face, as he looked down at her firm ripe ass he saw a large black pearl held in a hawk's claw sticking out of her ass and his eyes went wide as his jaw dropped, "are you gonna search me more now mister wolf?," she added winking at him and sticking out her tongue..................