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Pep layback as his friend pushed him down on the bed. The dragon was blue with blue of a lighter shade cross-marking his body. He was young at 21 and looked it, but at over 6 feet tall there was no doubt he was a powerful creature. Despite this his eyes were warm and friendly, portraying the loving character he had beneath his playful exterior.

His friend, Rico, was a much smaller grey kangaroo. Rico was only 18 but had already become captain of the Interous, the corvette that the two were manning now. Rico was barely past adolescence and his inexperience often showed through his talent, but he was hot-blooded and compassionate despite occasionally getting carried away.

The Interous was only a small craft and docked as she was she only needed two watch-furs to guard her, Rico and Pep had volunteered immediately, knowing it would leave them alone and able to discuss their feelings for each other in private.

"Rico," said Pep softly, "I love you, I think its time we took things a little further than just friendship"

Rico smiled: "I like you a lot Pep, I think we should have a little fun and then talk in the after glow, you up for that?"

"Oh yes Mr dommy roo" said Pep, his natural submissiveness kicking in as he was pinned to the bed

Rico got off of him and moved away to fetch some kit from the cupboard in his quarters (where they where). Pep knew Rico was into quite heavy fetish and they had tried a little light stuff before (Pep also pawed commonly to bondage porn) but it was clear that the kangaroo wanted to try something on a much harder level and Pep had a knot in his stomach as well as a stirring in his sheath.

Rico returned with a variety of kit and his tone seemed to have changed: "Ok Pep, you are to be my slave for the night, I am your Master and I can do as I wish. You do not have to obey me but you will punished if you do not."

Pep swallowed deeply: "Yes Master, I understand."

"Good, now every slave needs a collar to remind them of their place"

Rico picked up a brown leather collar and buckled it around Pep's neck tightly. Pep pawed at the collar as it was put on and received a smack on the thigh, making him jump slightly.

"Salves do not touch their collars" the roo said sternly

Next the largest piece of kit, a bundle of latex of some sort, was retrieved and held up.

Once unfolded it was clear that it was a latex straight jacket. It was unzipped and Pep willingly slipped it over his head and put his arms in the sleeves. Rico helped fit the jacket perfectly (it was clearly tailor maid for a fur of Pep's size) and then pulled up the heavy zip, sealing the dragon inside.

Next Pep's arms were crossed in front of his chest and taken around behind his back to each be secured to a big buckle at the back of the suit. The crotch straps were then done up - one ether side of Pep's groin to allow access even when the jacket was on. The whole thing was then pulled mercilessly tight, the latex stretching and rubbing against Pep's scales delightfully. He was now trapped, totally at his close friend's mercy, with no chance of escape from his sexy latex prison.

"Now," said Rico as he moved away behind the dragon, "A good slave should be quiet no?"

"Oh yes Si..." before Pep could finish speaking a gag was unceremoniously rammed in to his mouth.

"Hmmmph gummmph!" Pep muffled but the gag was too effective for him to say anything coherent.

The gag seemed to be a very large red silicon ball with a hole through it, attached to a thick brown leather strap that was done up with a locking ratchet system behind his head (allowing much tighter fitting than a buckle). Another locking ratchet strap then circled his muzzle and was pulled tight, keeping his maw shut tight over the big ball.

This however, was no ordinary gag. Firstly there were two little buckles dangling from the part of the main strap that where it met the muzzle strap (around the cheek area). Pep could not for the life of him think what they were for - that was until Rico produced a leather panel. The rectangle of leather was the same colour as the gags straps and about 6'' by 4''. It had two straps at its sides that obviously lined up with the unused buckles on the gag. Once it was in place it covered the big red ball in Pep's mouth nicely and hid it from view. It also enclosed his muzzle even more and stopped his mouth being seen at all - further blocking his communication and reducing him to the level of a slave.

The second effect of the gag only became clear when Rico pressed a small button on one of the straps and then sad back with a grin on his face. Suddenly something happened that made Pep's heart miss a beat, then he felt panic raising within his chest - The gag was inflating! The inner half of the gag, that half in his mouth, was increasing in size steadily. It expanded outwards, changing to the shape of his mouth and filling every space it could find. It moulded over his teeth and puffed his cheeks up like a butterfly gag. It was not until it was nearly touching the back of his throat that the swelling finally ceased - the hole though the gag seemed to continue through the new section though and he could still breathe normally. The effect this new feature had was to mute Pep even more and make him feel as though he had a balloon in his mouth!

Finally over the top of the monster gag a very heavy rubber muzzle was secured, holding the gag in even tighter and only allowing Pep to breathe through the gag (the muzzle had a hole that aligned with the gags) as it covered his nostrils as well as covering his entire maw (including the gag panel) in lovely shiny latex.

"Well don't you look nice!" gloated Rico "The best type of dragon... is a silenced one! But, you've been a bad boi haven't you, and what happens to bad boys?"

"Muummfff!" mumbled Pep but his gag was now nearing 100% effectiveness and he could only really hum.

Rico continued regardless: "Bad boys get spanked!"

Before Pep could even think, he was being pulled over the roo's knee and ended up face down, his butt directly over his friend's knee and their erect cocks so close they would rub together with any movement.

Pep wasn't sure about this, but he obviously wasn't going to complain, he just whimpered as the tension built.

Smack! The first blow landed, the roo's bare hand slapping down on the dragon's tender buttocks.

"Hummm!" Pep jumped as his ass was assaulted

Rico smiled and landed a second smack, this one on the dragon's other cheek, affecting the same reaction. The assault went on, each cheek being slapped alternately and the burning sensation beginning to build. Pep jumped each time, the surprise never seeming to wear off. He had lost count, resigning himself to 'hmmming' into his gag and kicking his legs uselessly as he was punished like a bitch.

By the time the roo gave his last mighty slap, Pep's ass seemed to glow red with painfully gotten luminescence. He was near the point of crying and glad it was over, he knew it would feel good in the morning, be he wouldn't have chosen to go though that.

Rico shifted the dragon onto the large bed, still on his front. Pep looked up at the kangaroo fondly, knowing a softer, more loving game must follow now he had been punished. Pep pushed his face into the soft quilt, looking forward to the pleasure to come.

He looked around suddenly as Rico began to secure cuffs around his ankles, the heavy leather bands wrapping and locking securely. The cuffs were then chained to their respective bedposts, spreading Pep's legs wide open and keeping him on his front.

Rico then climbed up onto the bed and straddled the dragon's back. A leather blindfold was buckled into the gag's strap system which kept it securely over Pep's eyes, blocking out all light. Next a light latex hood was stretched over the dragon's head, obviously designed to work with the gag assembly as it covered his entire head apart from his snout (which was already covered my by the latex muzzle). Finally a heavy leather sensory deprivation hood slipped smoothly over the latex mask. It to must have been designed to work with the gag as it covered the whole head and had an extra big snout to accommodate the large ball in Pep's mouth (it also had a hole that aligned with those of the ball and muzzle to allow him to breathe). The laces were pulled tight and the buckles secured and locked with small padlocks.

The hood was the cherry on the cake and it was very effective, now not only could he say absolutely nothing but he could see only darkness and hear very little.

Rico caressed the dragon's leather clad head, securely locked away behind the many layers of fetishist materials: "Well slave," said Rico despite Pep probably not able to hear it, "I think you took the spanking well so I thought you deserved a little reward..."

Suddenly Pep jumped and strained against his latex jacket as it felt like a red hot poker had been laid across his rear. Rico had taken his belt and smacked the dragon's already sore butt with it. A few more blows landed and then silence...

The dragon had had enough, his butt stung bad, the belt was far worse than the roo's hand and Rico struck him much harder than before. This was beyond him limits, he wanted out. He tried to shout, but he was totally mute, and he had no safeword anyway. Pep was totally at his lover's mercy, but Rico wouldn't go to far would he? He would know when to stop. What if he didn't want to stop.

A series of belts landed in quick succession, Pep's ass was on fire! He squirmed and writhed about in his bondage, but it was far to strong, he couldn't even convey his pain, never mind escape. He wanted out, he didn't want this, this was not the Rico he knew. All went quiet again...

Rico was striking in bursts, leaving log gaps between them, knowing the tension would torture the dragon. The sensory deprivation made it so much worse, the pain the only thing to feel followed by extreme silence and nothingness - only burning pain.

Pep didn't know how long the belting went on for, but it seemed like forever. The routine was finally broken when Pep felt a cold liquid drizzle onto his sore butt checks. The roo's paws then proceeded to rub the liquid in, taking particular care to apply plenty around the dragon's tailhole.

The cooling liquid felt good, but his rear still really hurt and his concern only grew when Rico started to finger him a little, spreading what he now presumed to be lube around the inside of the dragon's hole.

Pep then felt something push against his rear, the rounded toy spreading his butt open and pushing inside. Rico was at least soft if not slow with this task and Pep could take quite a lot up his tail. The plug, as it turned out to be, suddenly slipped in and locked as they are prone to do.

Pep then felt leather straps fasten around his hips and between his legs as a harness designed to hold the plug tight was buckled onto him. The plug had a wire protruding from its base, not that Pep could see it he just enjoyed the pleasant sensation of having his tail filled with a nice big plug, it had been a while. The plug was designed to press forwards and put firm pressure on his prostate, sending tingles up his spine.

The chains holding his feet to the bed were released and Rico rolled the dragon on to his back before straddling him in a reverse cowboy position (except he was only sitting on Pep's stomach, not his cock!). Pep felt cold metal touch his cock and balls and shivered. He felt the clicks of padlocks thought his bones and a new weight dangling from his groin. It felt like his cock and balls were almost contained, encapsulated by something...

The dragon could have tried to kick Rico, but things had calmed down again and he was tired from the belting, attacking the roo was only likely to lead to worse punishment anyway.

Rico then directed Pep off the bed (with which the dragon complied) and onto the floor. Pep sat up against the bed post, the soft carpet soothing his butt and forcing the plug even deeper. His leg cuffs were loosely clipped together and then a fairly long chain was run from his left cuff to the bed post he sat against - and with the straign jacket and hoods still on he wasn't going anywhere.

Rico retrieved the final piece of kit. It was the final part of the chastity device he had secured to the dragon's furhood. The device was all stainless steel and consisted of a heavy ring around his entire package and then a large tube, ending in a dome with a small hole at the end and a nozzle just below the hole. A bar from the bottom of the main ring joined with the underneath of the cock tube halfway, supporting it and spreading Pep's balls. All the pieces aligned at the top and were locked with a special padlock, it was totally secure and very subduing to have ones furhood locked way, it would also got quite uncomfortable when Pep got hard and even more so after the last piece of the puzzle was added...

The last piece was a long metal rod. It started thin but thickened out to a considerable size by the end some 10 inches later, making it at least two inch longer than Pep's cock. It glinted in Rico's hands as he twisted the tick end slowly and watched the last inch swell up to form a large bulb, just 3 rotations of the end caused it to form a ball and inch and a half across. There was no doubt where the rod was going.

Rico deflated it again and slotted it into the hole in the end of the cage, it fit perfectly and as he smoothly pushed it deeper it began to enter Pep's urethra. Pep began to struggle in surprise, it wasn't really painful, but it felt weird and stung like mad! He had always been interested in sounding, but never imagined this would be his first experience, not that his first sound would be so big! He obviously couldn't see it, but it felt very large and stretched the walls of his semi hard cock, fattening it out slightly. The sound clicked into place, secured by the chastity cage (they were obviously made for each other) and Pep had never felt anything like it, it was actually quite nice!

He was getting hard off the pleasure, a big mistake. As his cock expanded it hit the walls of the cage which suddenly became very tight. His powerful furhood strained against its metal prison but it was futile and very very uncomfortable, the sound pushing deeper as he grew making it all the worse.

Pep squirmed in discomfort and made 'hummphing' sounds, but Rico clearly wasn't going to give up now. The roo slowly began to turn the end of the sound, the other end buried deep in the base of Pep's cock inflating with liquid and forming its bulb. The top was slowly turned the full three times inflating the bulb fully, holding it in place indefinitely and only increasing Pep's discomfort tenfold - this was going past his comfort zone again and he began to thrash out in protest - he wanted out.

The roo brought out the very lat piece of kit, a thin rubber hose, with a nozzle at each end. One end was screwed to the nozzle on the end of the chastity cage, just udder where the end of the sound was. Pep felt this happen and to his horror he felt the other end of the hose being similarly screwed into the hole in his leather hood and gag - his only source of air.

Luckily the cock cage its self was not air tight so he could draw in air from his crotch, around his cock. This didn't give him any pleasure like if his cock were covered in latex though, it only pulled cold air past his rock hard penis.

Rico took the control box attached to the other end of the wire coming from the plug and turned the dimmer switch all the way up. The vibrator in the plug began at full power.

The kangaroo kissed the dragon's leather clad cheek before climbing into his bed and tuning out the lights...

The vibrator against Pep's prostate powered away, almost immediately putting him right on the edge of orgasm. Only one thing stopping him from cumming the hardest he'd ever cum in his life - the sound. The large metal rod preventing the dragon from a proper orgasm. He was eternally held on the edge of cumming, pleasure running through his loins, pre and milk (prostate fluid) running around the sound and dripping in to the domed end of the tube - the valve at the end forcing him to suck the continually running fluid up through the hose and drink it if he wanted air.

And so he spend the night; straight jacketed, cuffed and shackled to his supposed lover's bed, gagged, hooded, belted with a very sore bum, chastised, constantly stimulated and forced to drink his own pre and breath cock air.

Rico would be thinking he loved it, and despite all the pain, humiliation, fear and anger... he wasn't sure he disagreed.