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The carriage came to a screeching halt, the rusty wheels rustling Athos, a holy knight of the temples from his sleep. He was a slightly muscular orange-scaled and wingless dragon clad in full platemail.His helmets long and pointy visor was lifted upward and his plated hands were gripped on the pommel of his sheathed silver blade. This was his first task; To slay a fiend that had taken over the minds and spirits of the nearby locals. The carriage driver, a skinny and filthy grey wolf clad in your typical peasent wear turned his head sideways and spoke in an eerie and raspy voice. „Heres yer stop yer highness." As the wolf spoke Athos accidentally caught a glimpse of the wolves rotten and decomposing teeth. Not wanting to comment further the dragon stood up and bid the wolf farewell in a kind and noble tone of voice.

"Farewell kind sir."

The knight gave the driver a warm smile and flicked him some coins from the coin purse hooked on to his chainmail. The disheveled canine caught the coins and a rotten smile began to form on his face. „Thank yuh kindly!" At surprisingly quick pace the wolf stuffed the coin's into his pocket and took off, leaving young Athos to this quaint little villiage.

The fair sir knight looked around for a place to look for information; To his right was a tavern, and scattered throughout area were several tiny farms and cottages. "There isn't much bustle in this village," he thought to himself as he saw the streets to be strangely deserted at what appeared to be high noon. With loud clanks the young dragon knight walked into the tavern.

It was completely deserted except for a beautiful and busty weasel barmaid to his right. The maid was clad in a brown dress with a white lacy corset, her nipples poked out of the corset that was barely containing her gigantic breasts. He raised his right ridge as the waitress gave him a girly „Hello!" and a whimsical finger wiggling wave. As he saw no other options the knight walked over to the barmaid.

„Excuse me mam." He tells her politely. „Naww dont be such a coy stud." The weasel leaned over seductively and traced her finger along the temple knights breastplate. „What kind of harlot flirts with a member of His holy order?" He thought. He could suddenly see the waitress pulling herself onto the counter and holding her left hand limp-wristedly outward. „Come on stud, drop that armor and lets get comfy."

It all seemed very fishy to him: „An unnaturally busty woman who flirt's with a holy knight of the temple's in less than an hour after meeting him and act's like there is nothing wrong with the deserted villiage outside...demon!" He thought, and with that thought the dragon suddenly let out a blood-curling scream as he drew his silver blade from its sheath and crashed it into the barmaid's flesh; The sword cleaved the waitress in half.

With bated breath and an angry look in his eyes he saw the fair maiden's corpse shift into that of a hairless, mauve tinted monstrosity with a gaping maw bigger than his torso and her nethers riddled with razor sharp teeth. Athos saw what appeared to be a key ring lying beside the she-devil's hips. He reached slowly for the keys with his right hand while keeping his blade unsheathed just in case. As he went to reach for the keys the she-creatures nethers suddenly extended and clamped their teeth around his plated arm.

Athos screamed as he swung his sword yet again; The slash sliced off the beast's cooch mouth and with a loud piercing shriek the demon was reduced to ash. The young knight took a glance at his mangled left glove; The creature chewed the plating on his glove but left the chain and flesh intact. The temple knight sheathed his blade and, with a quick flick of the wrist, shook the mangled glove off his left hand. He grabbed the keys and then suddenly noticed an attic door right above the bar that he swore wasnt here before.

Thinking quickly he climbed onto the bar-counter and slid one of the keys into the attic door's keyhole; It was a perfect match. Athos turned the key with anticipation until he unlocked the door. He then grabbed the door handle and pulled on it. The dusty wooden door opened and the ladder to the attic descended. The young dragon was now suddenly able to hear the noises coming from the attic; Noises of moaning and giggling. With a befuddled look on his face the dragon knight leapt down from the surprisingly sturdy counter then turned to and gripped the ladder. The knight slowly began his ascent to the attic. As he arrived his eyes met with a blaspheming sight...

It was a harem, an orgy consisting of the most beautiful men and women he had ever laid eyes on, anthro and human alike And at the far end of the room, on a make-shift throne; Sat a demon. The fiend was nude except for a very tight loincloth concealing his privates. His body was lightly muscled and a vibrant shade of red with two leather wings on his back. His face consisted of a well-rounded beak-like mouth and two long pointy ears on the side of his head. The monster's feet were three toed and prehensile; Ideal for grabbing some unlucky temple knights.

The demon had a big smug smirk plastered on his beaked face as he saw the holy warrior climb into the attic. Athos began to feel unnerved by the beast's expression;It was almost like it expected him to come here. But regardless the young dragon stayed his ground and lowered the visor on his helmet. He could see the demon looking at his subject's and making a twirling motion with his left clawfinger. With the gesture Athos saw the fiend's harem stand up and walk to the sides. His eyes widened as he saw what appeared to be the walls extending and absorbing the men and women into them.

Before he could even swing properly the demon lunged forward at Athos, claws outstretched. The knight couldnt even parry as the demon's left claw's sunk into his helmet's strap; The fiend whizzed past and ripped the dragon knight's helm clean off. The temple knight quickly turned to where the demon flew and could see the scourge twirl the removed helmet playfully by its strap then toss it away like metal garbage, the helmet hitting the wooden floorboard's with a metallic clank and a thud as it bounced against the floor.

Athos then noticed the fiend's bulging cloth; His thoughts became muddled for a moment only for the winged creature to use the opportunity and lunge forward with its clawed feet, causing the sharp, unholy claws to sink into his chestplate.

The dragon struggled against the sheer grip of the demon's claws as the throbbing loincloth was suddenly forced in front of his face. WIth a metal screech the demon leapt into the air, ripping off the knight's plate and revealing Athos's chainmail shirt with the warriors abs visible through the chains. Athos was perplexed; Why didnt this creature slay him right there? What fiendish game was it playing?

Thinking fast he grabbed his blade and rose up to his feet only for the demon to hurl the severed plating at him and knock him down. As he lay on the floor he could see the monster turning around and... showing him his backside!? The demon's cheeks were gorgeusly round and muscled; The tight loincloth only accentuating the fiendishly beautiful posterior. Athos could feel his lower chainmail tighten, causing him great confusion. What was this feeling? Why did it feel so pleasent?

His train of thought is interrupted by the realisation that he still had a task to complete. The dragon stood up and braced himself and his silver blade for battle. The beast charged at the dragon knight while the knight swung his blade at the oncoming demon. The knights eyes widened as he saw the creature stopping the blade with its bare hands then let out a gasp as the demon suddenly grabed his nethers with its prehensile feet and stroked the now starting-to-bulge chainmail.

„Away with you... FIEND!" He shouted and shoved the flying creature off; The force of the shove caused the creature to rip out his bottom chainmail and make the dragon knight's hard and uncut 8-incher fly out. The knights eyes widened as he looked down only for him to witness his own manhood, completely stiff and throbbing. The dragon's knees shook from shame and fear as he started to realise what the demon wanted with him: To use him like a whore.

Athos's grip on his blade grew shaky as the scourge drew closer. He wound up his sword and swung at the encroaching monstrosity. His eyes widened as he felt his blade stopped dead in its tracks, the demon holding his arm is if it was nothing. The dragon began struggling as he saw the demon dig into his chainmail and began tearing off the armor on his arms.

He did his best to pull away from the abomination stripping him but it was all for naught. THe demon managed to copletely tear the chainmail off Athos's arms along with his last remaining plate glove. The demon's tugs sent Athos hurling to the ground once again. Athos's eyes widened as he saw the despicable red creature clutching his silver blade in its unholy hands.

He gritted his teeth in anger and shot up from the ground,charging at the fiend with righteous fury. The knights anger wasnt enough though and the creature delivered a pair of sharp and both-legged kick that floored the young sir knight once more. As he despereatley tried to stand he was immediatly pinned down by the monstrous creature.

The demon stuck its tongue lustfully then casually tossed the ripped chainmail to its left side. Athos thrashed and screamed at twhat the demon was about to do. The horror's white claws sunk into Athos's chainmail and it began to rip and tear and shred the knight's 'mail. His screams and cries of protest served as mere enhancement to the arousal of the crimson beast. Pretty soon the knight was completely nude except for his platemail boots. "No, no, no!" His long, drawn-out cries echoed throughout the room.

He screamed loudly as the demon grabbed its loincloth and tore it off in one fell swoop , revealing its long, thick and uncut demon meat. „No please no!" He cried futily as he saw the demon positioning its tight hole over his own hard meat. The knight despereately began trying to pull himself up as the fiend begain to impale itself on his hard shaft, the red monster's bouncing sending waves of unwanted pleasure through the dragon knight's body.

The knight's resistance began to falter somewhat as his member got plunged deeper into the demon's tight hole. "St-stop i-" His words were cut off as a moan of pleasure escaped from his lips. The dragon's black clawed hand's dug into and began to scratch the tavern's wooden floorboard's somewhat. As much as he was ashamed to admit it he was beginning to like the treat he was receiving.

Breathing heavily he looked at the...actually kinda attractive demon in front of him. As much as the temple told him it was wrong an unnatural, he wanted to come closer and give that thick demon meat a good sucking. Eager to taste the fat demon cock that bounced before him, Athos began to snake his long tongue towards his target. Seeing the knight's intention and eagerness, the demon leapt off the dragon cock he was on only to impale the dragon's waiting muzzle with his own dick.

The cock tasted as gloriously as he thought it would. The eager dragon began bobbing his head up and down the red shaft, savoring the feel of the demon's red and smooth skin. Silent churrs and muffled moans came out of the young knight as the crimson shaft fucked his tight virgin mouth, causing young Athos to squirt a bit of pre onto his decently-muscled body. The knight's stifled moans only became louder as the demonic stud convulsed and squirted a jet of pre into the temple knight's maw.

Letting out a silent growl of pleasure Athos gripped the demon's firm butt cheeks and pulled them closer in, causing the fat uncut demon meat to plunge deeper into his own waiting maw. Arching his back in pleasure the demon moaned as the the willing dragon sucked its...no...his cock down to the hilt; The dragon's tongue played up and down the thick shaft, stroking the red scourge's meat enthusiastically.

Judging by its grunting and panting the monster appeared to be on the verge of orgasm. Not wanting it to end so soon the demon slowly began to pull away and withdraw his member from Athos's maw. The now-dissapointed knight suddenly noticed the crimson stud grab him by his shoulders and hoist him upward, the demon's uncut member pressed against his tight virgin hole.

His breath pleasured and heavy he slowly leaned in and whispered: „Make love to me."Holding the knight there at the brink of taking his hole, the demon leaned forward and kissed the dragon passionately. As they kissed a river of pre squirted out from the demon's hard and throbbing cock, eagerly wanting to defile yet another virgin.

Athos could feel the demon's member beginning to press itself into his hole. A sudden wave of pain raced through him as the demon thrust in only to be very soon overwhelmed with pleasure as the demon's sensitive tip hit his prostate. Pleasured moans escaped from the defiled young dragon as his face contorted into an ecstatic grimace, the demon slowly beginning to push deeper into the now eager dragon. Athos looked at the big red stud in front of him; His abs, his gorgeus beak...they were all so wonderful to him now.

The dragon bucked his hips as the fiend slowly began to thrust into his wating depth's, panting and moaning as the crimson uncut shaft stretched his no-longer virgin hole further and further. The knight moaned in throes of passion as he could feel the foreskinned member pound his defiled ass thoughroughly, Athos wrapping his clawed arms around the demon as he felt 20 year's of pent up passion begin to fully rise to his groin.

His eyes closed in ecstacy and his tongue stuck out as he could do nothing but have the demon pound him deeply.His own cock dribbled pre as he lowered his left arm to do what the temple forbade him from doing for years: Jerking his long, hard and uncut dick.

The demon pounding him and him stroking his own shaft overloaded his senses and a insanely pleasurable feeling began mounting in his throbbing groin. The pleasured cries only served to arouse the demonic hunk further and bring him closer to release. „Ah,ah,ah!" With a pleasured scream Athos reached climax; The warm seed splattered across the demon's silky and well-muscled chest while the knight breathed heavily, as if a major weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

The ecstatic sound's of the dragon sent the scourge over the edge aswell. The fiend spurted jet upon of seed into the young defiled knight's hole, the cum leaking out of Athos's hole and onto the red stallion's uncut member. The dragon let loose his grip on the demon's sensuous back and collapsed down onto the wooden floorboard's.

The sun started to fall across the land as a group of four Temple knight's each backed up by their squires drew closer to the villiage. The knight's were all clad in the same plate armor as Athos except their suits all posessed a golden trim running down their armor from head to toe, signifying that they all passed their initiation into the order. The only exception was the eldest knight of the four who was clad in magnificent platemail armor painted with a golden finish, a colorful fur cape on his back fit for a king and a red feather on top of his helmet.

They shared banter about the arch-knight's brotherly love of Athos and how he was one of the best new squires to be recruited into His holy knight's.Their pleasent conversation was interrupted as they arrived into the villiage. The knight's could see the tavern window's alight, with cheery song able to heard from yard's away. The knight's stood in front of the bustling tower for a moment before proceeding to walk in one knight and squire at a time.

What surrounded they when they entered the inn was a scene of a joy and festivity: Unusually gorgeous tavern goers were drinking, dancing and laughing in what appeared to be in Athos's name. And there, at a wooden table right in the center of the room stood him; The grand champion himself...Athos.

His armor was completely undamaged and his helmet layed on the table beside him. His hands were gripped on the pommel of his silver blade and a warm smiled formed on his face as he noticed his fellow knight's enter the inn. The squires could be seen whispering among themselves while the knight's approached their comerade slowly. The eldest of the four spoke to Athos in a deep and guttural voice „You did it?" The veteran knight's tone sounded extremely enthusiastic and excited as he saw the apprentice reach under the table and pull out...the demon's severed head.

The red monstrosities face was frozen in a grimace of pain and anguish, the knight himself not saying a single word and letting his trophy do the talking. The squires looked in awe at the decapitated head of the fiend in front of them while the knight's visor's concealed a group of wide and warm smile's.The elder knight gave Athos reassuring pat on the back and spoke happily. „The Arch-Knight will want to hear all about this young Athos." „Yes my liege." Athos answered and stood up from his chair, sheathing his blade while the veteran knight pulled out a rather large cloth sack for Athos to stuff the severed head into.

Having finished readying himself the young dragon knight grabbed the head off the table and stuffed it into the sack; He then stood up then turned toward the crowd and shouted. „May I have your attention please?"

The partying villiager's turned toward the dragon knight, staring intently. „Well my friends...I must leave your company." The crowd started awwing, murmuring and sighing in dissapointment. „But fear not my friends; For the temple of Him is always there to protect you!" The crowd started to cheer at him „Take care Athos!" „What a hero!" „Come visit us sometime!" and with that the temple knight's started walking out of the tavern.

But...as Athos was about to step out of the doorway he shot one final glance at the crowd behind him. A smug smirk formed on his face and his eyes turned a hellish, glowing blood red.

Once he got back to the church...he was going to have some fun!

THE END?