Artillery Target Practice
#4 of Erotic Stories
A gift for a good frind of mine, hope you enjoy it. :)
Morning. Today is artillery target practice. The artillery Type DA (Dragon Aarkreinsil) is already waiting on the field of exercise. From camp one of our soldiers approaches, an east-european shepherd, carrying a bag with all things for preparation, installation and utilisation of the artillery. First the ADA needs to be positioned. The dog takes the artillery by the leach and takes it in front of the target, which is still several yards ahead. Using commands and swift movement, the dragon is soon laid out on the back, and strings around neck, chest, hip and tail fastening hir to the ground.
After a final check of the correct positioning, the dog continues now to prepare the cannon. Using skills and expertise trained at the academy, he massages the male slit of the ADA, also moving his muzzle close to it so he is able to lick the tip of the cannon inside with his warm dog tongue. Soon, among moans from the dragon, the barrel emerges from the slit. Still soft it needs special attention, being carefully rubbed and licked by the soldier. The juice provided by the tip serves essentially for further erection, getting massaged over and into the tender dragon meat.
Now the barrel is ready and throbbing. Dismounting the ADA and getting something quite heavy from the bag the team reaches one of their favourite parts: Reloading. The soldier produces a 145mm cartridge from the bag. As one of the extras about the Type Dragon Aarkreinsil artillery, there is a slot specially designed for munition right between the barrel and the tail hole. The cartridge needs a lot of lubing before gently shoving into the f-slit. It takes quite some time and the ADA often moans and gasps during the process, until the cartridge is tightly lodged inside the ammunition storage.
While the artillery is panting frequently and the barrel throbbing with every heartbeat, the ADA is almost ready to fire. The diligent dog is about to use another feature of hir. The cartridges base is still visible as a round surface below the barrel. There five bolts point outward. These the soldier uses to install a foldable chair he had also carried along within his bag. Throwing himself into the chair the dog also thrusts the big cartridge deep into the artillery, taking advantage of a complex mechanism which not only makes the artillery arch and moan but also increases fire power if the thrusts are kept going. Within seconds the soldier is fasting the belt around him and pressing his own hindpaws into those of the ADA.
We now reach the final stage of the exercise. The dog uses his toes to find good hold at the hindpaws of the dragon, starting to massage them while pushing himself back and forth, taking the seat along, soon allowing the cartridge to thrust in and out of the f-slit. At the same time he massages the growing knot at the base of the barrel. A leather string, which he had providently brought along, is quickly fastened below the knot to keep it out of the male slit and serving as some sort of a smal leash, which the soldier is holding in his left hand while using the right to rub the long and spiked cannon. The ADA knows well to hold back when ready, though the tip is spurting first jolts of juice.
Grabbing the barrel firmly and increasing the thrustrate for max fire power the dog takes aim.
"Hold it. Hold it. Fire!"
Pulling the leash serves to pull the knot and tighten the leather around it, while at the same time the shepherd thrusts his body fully and wholeheartedly against the cartridge. The artillery squirms as much as the bondage allows it, firing jet after jet of the hot munition.
Unfortunately the team didn't score a single hit. They'll have to keep practising for the rest of the day.