Terror of Talon
This is an earlier story of mine, based on a character created by my clsoe friend and love Quentonis. please enjoy n_n
Terror of Talon
By Ishida
There are many, many powerful forces between heaven and hell that mortals could barely comprehend. Some are considered good. Others aren't so pleasant. In the ancient world there was a god-like being that called himself Talon. He was a terrible being of immense power and dominance, ruthless and able to wield limitless power. He resided in a dark palace thrice as tall as tallest mountain in the world, where he enslaved half a world of humans and animals. He could take virtually any form, but he preferred the body of an almost incredulously tall dragon, his scales black and blood-red, and his claws exposed nearly every moment of the day. On a boring day, he would traverse his planet, crushing villages and gathering humans, who were as tall as his little finger, and dump them into his home to do his bidding.
In his castle, he had kept many sex slaves, and one of his favorites was a violet-colored hermaphroditic dragon, well endowed in all areas. Talon had bought and broken him many, many years ago, and now the dragon was completely dependent on his master. He would plead for Talon's attention, even angering him occasionally to incite punishment to satisfy his addiction to the pain his master provided. Talon's 'sweet little bitch' as he often called him, Sweet for short.
He roared his name, and Sweet trotted in on all fours, grinning like a dog. Talon grinned, gripping his throat suddenly, shoving the dragon's face into his master's sheathed genitalia. He obediently licked until Talon pushed him away, commanding him on all fours, thighs spread.
"Yes, master," he obeyed, his cock head protruding out of its sheath, his pussy lips puffing up in anticipation. His swollen, succulent testicles hung heavy and low, bouncing as he panted. His master squeezed them tightly, rolling them, rubbing the tightened sheath with his index finger, rubbing the clit with his thumb. Sweet moaned, laying his head on the stone floor, raising his hips high as his master teased the sensitive areas. Talon grinned, shoving his other fingers into his tail hole roughly, thrusting as his bitch squealed and licked his own breast. Talon pulled out, steadying the raised hips, and began working his swollen dick head into his slave's tight, soft anal passage. He growled, pushing in roughly to the delight of Sweet and his demented pleasures. His ass stretched to accommodate the thick shaft as it crowded his prostate. It was wrenched out, and then speared in again, making Sweet squeal again. Talon pushed his face into the stone, thrusting quickly and ruthlessly. Sweet moaned, wrapping his legs around his masters waist as his penis throbbing, a stream of lubrication dripping to the ground.
In his throws of passion, Sweet's tail knocked Talons muzzle. He snarled, and gripped his, biting down on it to keep it still, licking the blood he drew. Sweet howled in ecstasy at the sudden sharp pain, thrusting up as his master continued to assault his asshole. Talon smacked his round butt cheek hard, and he cried and moaned louder, clenching down tightly on the thrusting, throbbing prick inside him, closer to orgasm than ever, his ass and testicles burning in pleasure. Talon slapped again, raking his claws along the slick scales, and Sweet cried out loudly, his cock bucking as his orgasm peaked, sending gallons of hot cum rushing onto the ground. His master squeezed his fire hose, pumping it to milk out every bit. Sweet clenched in his orgasmic state, pushing his master over the edge, unleashing a rush of sticky seed. His balls pulsated as wave after wave of cum emptied out into his intestines. Sweet's stomach began to bulge as he finished, pulling his wet dick out with a soft pop. Sweet curled up in after glow on the floor, cuddling his fat stomach tightly.
Talon sat heavily into his stone throne, putting his feet up, grinning at his dominance over his palace. Humans and 'anthro's' scuttled about underneath, performing his near-to-impossible tasks. He flexed his massive feet, the claws glistening in the torchlight. He stared at his huge cock, lying over his thigh, still dripping with moisture. He considered forging another sex slave when his advisor, a giant, stone-gray snake slid in, hissing in alert.
"What?" he said, huffing, a puff of flame issuing forth.
"A large army, human males piloting mammoth land-moving ships approaches the castle. There are dragon males there as well."
Talon laughed deeply, raising himself off his chair. "Finally. Some fun!" he left the castle, nude, his member swinging low. He was confident enough not to wear armor. He met the armada on the field of battle, humans piloting immense land-rolling ships equipped with cannons and pikes of timber, sharpened to an edge and capped with sharp steel. A noble effort, he had to give them credit. But ships barely reached his chest, and he rammed the side with his shoulder. They were much harder to push over as he had thought, being made of heavy wood and lead. The cannons fired, stinging his eyes sharply. He roared in anger, lighting it aflame with a fiery burst of breath before it tumbled. Talon himself was sent to the ground as a heavy club cracked against his skull. He roared again, whipping his tail sharply at its wielder. The massive dragon screamed as his scales were cut, and the god-like Talon rose quickly, wrapping his claws around its throat. Another club assailed the giant's skull, and, snapping the neck quickly between his talons, punished his second assailant by ripping his intestines out manually. The mammoth draconic corpses lay in his wake, and dispatched the third and forth, using one of the fallens' immense axes to decapitate the other. By this time, the human's land-ships were obliterated and flaming wrecks. The fifth and last dragon, also the shortest, stood alone and frightened.
Talon overpowered him quickly, moving in a flash and gripping his throat.
"Ha, ha..." chuckled Talon as he struggled to breath. "Little dragon-boy thinks himself a soldier, hmm? Well," he laughed, reaching into his codpiece, squeezing the dragon's nether regions tightly. He squirmed harder, starting to lose consciousness. Talon dropped him, pressing his heavy foot to the dragon's chest. "Be a good boy, and don't move." The soldier dragon disobeyed, snarling loudly. With a swift kick, he was knocked unconscious, and Talon carried him off to his palace.
Laying the dragon-boy down, Talon undressed him, teasing the jewels that were hiding under his codpiece. He pinched the round, firm buttocks, causing the male to jump awake, growling. His voice was throttled as Talon rammed a tight collar over his neck, strapping down his arms, legs, and torso. The dragon yelled as Talon began to rend his tender, scaled flesh, carving and shaping as the dragon screamed and writhed in pain. As he tore, the flesh reformed painlessly and seamlessly, until he was a perfect female. Her three new pairs of breasts were round and supple, her cunt lips wet and aroused, her curves perfect. Talon paused. The dragon god suddenly crushed and began to reshape his face as he screamed, and went on to scale him with his black talons, exposing soft, orange and black stripped fur underneath. Talon stood back and grinned at his work, the perfect slave tigress.
The once-draconic slave groaned, too aroused to do much but flex her thick, sinuous leg muscles. Talon at once pounced onto her, sliding a massive erection into her wet and willing pussy. She screeched in pain and pleasure, clamping down on the fleshy member instinctively. Thrusting and spearing the soft flesh, Talon snarled, unleashing his full feral passion as the tigress screamed and pitched in ecstatic pleasure, licking for his mouth and milking his cock with her feminine, unused love canal. He gave a forceful thrust, forcing her into another wave of orgasm as he let the flood gates of his testes loose, her stomach bulging as hundreds of gallons of dragon-god sperm spewed into her womb.
Talon pulled out wetly, chaining her up and leaving her to wallow in drunken afterglow. He didn't stay seated for long before a low growl came from the doorway. The tigress snarled, leaning against the frame, her breasts bouncing with each breath, her thighs dripping with seed. With a roar, she lunged for her captor, extending her claws to rake his face.
The dragon-god was too fast, however, quickly overpowering her, gripping her throat. Talon laughed. "You must be taught, and trained... I do not have the time or patience to do so. I leave you in my special training box to learn your lessons." From the floor rose a large, metal box, and Talon forced her in. attached to the bottom were two metal phalluses, and she screeched as they pierced her tail hole and cunt. He closed the lid, and a third protruded from the inside wall, shoving its way into her mouth. "Please them" he said "and you will stay alive. Otherwise, your oxygen shall be cut. Good night." Talon left, the tigress struggling inside the demonic box. She cried, bouncing and suckling the metallic penises, which became more flesh like as she pleasured them. They came, filling her with synthetic seed. A blast of oxygen fed her lungs, keeping her alive until it stopped, and she was forced to fuck for her next breath of life.
The next morning, Talon dragged her out, and she all but clung to him, shivering on his scaled chest. He cooed "Good girl.", and took her to his room to test her newly broken state.
Nearly fifty years earlier, Talon sat restless on his massive stone throne. He was angry, angry because of his lust. He needed release, badly, his testicles swelled to nearly twice their original size. Torturing and changing his slaves had bored him terribly, and the dragon-god was no longer able to get off on them. He stood quickly with a snarl, his massive genitalia swinging with each movement.
He left without a word, wrapping a long, black cloak about himself. To the west lay unexplored territory, and Talon was sure he'd find something to sate himself.
Many miles away, a young dragon frolicked among the hills, sniffing and poking at the little creatures. A sudden scent flew up his nose, and he stiffened. It was male, big, scary, and in mating heat. He was suddenly wracked with nerves, afraid, unable to move. He came into view, a massive hulk of a dragon, his red, pulsating testicles the size of younger dragon's fist.
Talon was upon him before he even knew it. The Dragon-god barked once, and the young dragon flinched. Talon laughed, "A little pussy boy, are we? How would you like to come with me?"
The dragon trembled. "N-no..."
The dragon-god did not accept that answer. With a few slaps to his violet-scaled face, the young dragon lay unconscious, and Talon dragged him off, binding him tightly.
As the dragon awoke, he yelped in surprise as a massive, throbbing penis was shoved into his face, the dripping tip wetting his nose. Talon commanded him to suckle it as if he were nursing, threatening to rip him in half. The young dragon complied, licking the smooth length of the throbbing shaft. There was little resistance, the younger dragon aroused by the masculine pheromones Talon gave, seeping into his brain and driving his instincts.
He licked and kissed Talon's cock head, drinking the sweet precum. Little by little, he consumed the fleshy member, sucking it down deeper and deeper until he was deep throating the dragon-god's male hood, causing Talon to groan loudly. He sucked and throated, until Talon's balls pulsated and unleashed many gallons of cum down his throat.
He pulled out, grinning, the Dragon's prick throbbing painfully with want. Talon took a feather to it, teasing it lightly and laughing as the dragon strained to cum under so much intense pleasure. He tossed the feather aside, and flipped the dragon; ramming a large dildo into his tail hole, pulling out and shoving it back in, fucking the dragon's tight anal passage. He groaned and moaning, throbbing hard and clenching tightly around the dildo. Talon growled. "Bad boy!" he began to spank, slapping the dragon's ass cheek until it was raw and near bleeding. He cried in sheer pain and agony. Talon let up on the punishment, letting the pain fade. He then began to shove the dildo faster and faster, forcing the dragon to orgasm, spewing hot cum all over the stone floor. Talon lay him bound on a small cusion, commanding him to sleep.
For the next week, Talon forced the dragon to cum every hour, and punishing him brutally. The Dragon began to associate pain with pleasure, knowing a mind-bending orgasm was always followed agonizing torture. He obeyed every command, hoping and praying for Talon, his master, to give him another sweet, heavenly orgasm. He developed into the perfect slave pet, serving his master for all eternity. Talon called him his 'Sweet Bitch' or simply Sweet for short.