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Lands of the Horse-People

• Chapter 6 in the Chronicles of the DragonRider

Anitra had flown over water on Blake's back before, but never a real ocean. If she had, however, she would probably have reflected on how much it resembled the surface below her. They were flying over the great Grasslands, and that was exactly what was below her: Grass, as far as the eye could see, a completely unbroken sea of green. Not even a bush or tree to break the monotony. From what she'd heard, the grass that grew here was of a particularly hardy variant, and thus it didn't allow any other vegetation to intrude on its territory. Well, at least they wouldn't have any trouble finding a place for Blake to land. It also shouldn't be too difficult to find their destination, since it didn't really have anywhere to hide.

The reason why the lands of the Horse-People had remained undiscovered for as long as it has was mainly that, flat as it may seem from her perch on Blake's back, the Grasslands was actually rather hilly. On foot, you'd be unable to see very far, and it was a very big place. Even though a number of hardy explorers had made their way there by now, it still wasn't widely visited - while not exactly hostile to strangers, the Horse-People weren't exactly friendly either, and they didn't have any commodities of particular interest to the surrounding world. So, their villages and their lands had remained mainly separate from the rest of the world, and that seemed to fit the horsemen just fine...

But, like it or not, they would soon get another visitor. How, she wondered, would they react to her mode of transport? According to the information she had gleaned from Lezard's parchments, they were fierce warriors... which might be god or bad, depending on how aggressive they were. With luck, they would regard her as a fellow warrior, and a powerful one of the kind, and accord her the respect befitting a warrior. With less luck, they'd regard her as a thread, and an enemy. And charred corpses weren't known for their willingness to share information, Lezard's skills to the contrary.

Looks like there aren't very many animals down there... Blake commented mentally. I hope you're not planning on spending too many days here, or I might get hungry. Sweeping the horizon with her own eagle-sharp eyes, she had to admit he was right. The tough grass was apparently also too tough for most animals to live off. I'm not planning to spend any more time here than necessary, she replied, and besides, I can't live off grass any more than you can. Of course, she had food in the saddlebags, but that wouldn't last forever, either. At least water wouldn't be a problem - about the only thing ever breaking the sea of green below was the occasional freshwater stream.

I see it! Blake suddenly exclaimed, transmitting a direction along with the fact. Turning her head slightly to the left, she narrowed her eyes, and sure enough: A small, dark spot was visible on the horizon. Sharp as her vision was, it wasn't as sharp as Blake's, so for now she'd have to trust his word that it actually was a village. However, a couple of hours later, it became clear that they had found their target. Below, a freshwater lake lay as an island in the sea of grass, and surrounding it was a number of small villages, again surrounded by fields. The lands of the Horse-People. So, where do we land? Blake asked, scanning the lands around the villages, hoping to spot some herds of fat, docile animals - but, apparently, the Horse-People were vegetarians.

Anitra rubbed her chin as she remembered what the parchments had said. The Horse-People were ferocious warriors, and the villages frequently warred amongst themselves for dominion of the lands around the lake. They had no overall leader, as such, but the more lands that belonged to a single village, the greater the chief. Looking below once again, she could faintly make out something that looked like fortifications in several places, a line between each of the villages, obviously signifying how far from the city walls its lands reached. And it didn't take long to see which one held the most lands: A large village near the northern tip of the lake, big enough that it could reasonably be called a city, stretched so far that its borders were within spitting distance of its neighbor's walls. That one..._she communicated to Blake, indicating it with a thought. _I think you should try to find a valley nearby that you can land in... then I'll go in to check things out for myself. You can always show yourself later if some intimidation is in order. But it's pretty difficult to un-show yourself, right? Blake nodded. Okay, but I'll stay close to the village. Contact me if you get in trouble.

Fifteen minutes later, Blake touched down behind a hill north of the town. Hopefully, anybody who saw him would think that it was a large bird looking for prey... From there, it was another fifteen minutes of walking before Anitra reached the front gate of the city's battlements. The fortifications were impressive, especially considering the otherwise rather primitive buildings she had seen from the air. The only thing she was carrying with her was her sword and a purse - no need to log around a backpack when Blake was so close at hand. The gate was guarded, of course, by two impressively muscled specimens of the Horse-People, and she took the time to study them closer - after all, she might have to fight them at some point.

The name for their race wasn't based on any particular aptitude for capturing or taming horses... indeed, the grass that grew on these plains were a bit too tough for the average horse's digestive system. They were called the Horse-People because they resembled nothing so much as a direct crossing between man and horse. Their bodies were covered with short hair, with color combinations familiar to anyone who'd ever seen a horse. Mostly, the hair had some nuance of brown or beige, although rare specimens might be black or white. The common variants usually had white hair at the end of their limbs, further accentuating their horse-like appearance. Their heads were very horselike, but with a slightly shorter snout and eyes closer towards the center of the skull - but those differences easily vanished in the obvious resemblances. The mane and tail helped too. However, they had hands and feet, rather than hooves, allowing them to use tools and weapons - weapons that their massive strength allowed them to use with great efficiency. The pair she was facing were wielding spears, and were naked from the waist up. Their muscled chests and bulging biceps indicated that they were unusually strong, even for members of this powerful specie. Their heights were intimidating too, nearly 3 meters on bare feet.

As she approached, they watched her with what seemed like detached amusement - certainly, they didn't regard her as any threat. That would change, in time. As she stopped in front of the closed gate, one of them snorted. "A human, eh? Don't see your kind too often around here. What'cha want?" Her eyes narrowed somewhat at the tone, but she didn't want to start a fight before she'd even gotten inside the city, so she replied calmly. "I wish to speak with your leader. Where can I find him?" This caused the other guard to whinny in a distinctively amused way. Turning around, he addressed the other guard, rather than her. "Say, Marcus, are we at war with anybody at the moment?" The guard, who was apparently named Marcus, considered it seriously for a few moments before replying. "No, I don't think so, Raham - unless the cap'n forgot to tell us this morning." Raham nodded at this, and then turned towards Anitra again. "Right, then... apparently, our leader is Darcian - at least for today."

Placing her hands on her hips, she raised an eyebrow at Raham. "I see... I suppose there's an absolutely fascinating story behind that exchange, and you're just dying to tell it to me, right?" "You got me there, girl... but it's actually quite simple: Around here, the position of Chief is gained through trial by combat - the strongest warrior automatically becomes the leader. In this village, the strongest warrior is named Eclipse - a huge brute with massive strength and a seriously bad disposition. He's a great leader in war, too - always at the spearhead of every attack, and we've never lost a battle with him in the lead. Unfortunately, he's got no interest whatsoever in any of the other functions of leadership. When we're not at war, he basically just eats, sleeps, and carouses with a variety of mistresses. Fortunately for us all, his younger brother Darcian is just the other way around... he's as big as his brother, but he's about as far from 'warlike' as you can get. He's also very smart, and responsible. So, despite having no official title, Darcian handles the day-to-day leadership of the village." "Don't get it wrong, though..." Marcus interjected "There's no love lost between those two brothers. Darcian basically hates Eclipse, considering him little better than a thug - and Eclipse thinks Darcian is a coward because he doesn't want to fight. But Darcian is just too nice a guy to leave the village headless in times of peace, so he does the job anyway." At this, Raham chuckled. "He's still getting a fair pay, though. The mares are all over the poor guy. Big and strong, but kind and gentle. They just love him to pieces... and it's driving Eclipse positively nuts, since he considers himself the apex of masculinity - but he ain't getting any unless he takes it, which he frequently does."

Having listened attentively through the entire discourse, since the information could very well turn out to be vital to her quest, she nonetheless rolled her eyes at the two guards. "And in the middle of the whole mess, we've got a couple of gatekeepers who gossip like old ladies. Now, are you gonna let me in or not?" Raham recoiled as if struck, but Marcus practically collapsed in laughter, and after a few seconds Raham joined in. "Well, you got us there, girl... thing is, we don't get many visitors around here, so we haven't got much to do beside gossip. Nobody from the neighboring villages ever comes to visit, since they all know that Eclipse will seize on the flimsiest excuse to make war. Anyway, go right in... Eclipse's house is the big one at the end of the main road, and Darcian lives in the smaller one to the right of it." A simple push from the huge guard made the heavy gate creak open, and Anitra strolled into the village as if she didn't have a care in the world. She would talk to this Darcian about the tablet, and if he didn't know anything about it, she'd have to go to Eclipse, although he didn't sound like an easy guy to negotiate with.

Blake laid his head down on his front paws with a sigh. The whole adventure was starting to get a bit boring... so far, most of the things they'd been looking for had been inside some place where he couldn't go, so he'd ended up waiting outside. While she got laid. The mental bond between them was stronger than she might realize - even over great distances, he could feel a burst of raw lust whenever she came. So he had a fairly good count on how often she got off, and even though she was far and away the best lover he'd ever had, he still had a feeling that she was getting the best of the bargain. And now she had ventured bravely into a village filled with large, muscular, anthromorph horses. And he was lying there, exercising his eyes by trying to focus on individual straws of grass.

Suddenly, his ears perked up. In his reverie, he had failed to hear the sound that was now rapidly getting louder - the sound of someone walking through the tall grass. Lifting his head, he turned towards the sound, and found himself face-to-face with a horse. The horse, startled by having a draconic head pop up from behind a hill, stumbled backwards with a squeal and fell over. Narrowing his eyes, Blake looked his unexpected visitor over, and quickly noticed three things: It was a mare, she was fairly young, and she was undeniably attractive - in an equine sort of way. Her short coat was cream-colored, with a mane like milk chocolate. Her chest size was impressive under the tight dress she wore, made more so by her heaving breath, and her eyes were large, scared, and a deep, hazelnut brown. Several intriguing possibilities appeared in his mind...

The village was surprisingly primitive, Anitra thought as she walked down the main street. Even though the numerous warriors she could see wore weapons of shining steel, the huts they lived in were about as simple as habitats could be - dried mud bricks with straw roofs. This was obviously a society that put all its emphasis on warfare, and very little on anything else. Then again, in this sea of grass, there wasn't exactly a ready supply of timber and stone for advanced architecture. But where did all those steel weapons come from, then? Not really her concern. However, it did make the chief's hut easy to spot - it was the only one made out of wood. It was obviously a status symbol, since the supply was so limited - only the area around the lake could support trees. To the right of it was another clay hut, no different from the rest, but if the guards had been telling the truth...

The door to the hut was ajar, so she simply walked up to it and looked in. Sitting on a simple pallet, reading some kind of scroll, was an impressive specimen of equine masculinity. Broad shoulders, bulging muscles, a physique as carved in stone. Looking badly out of place sitting in a clay hut reading a scroll. His hide was a soft beige color, with white near the hands and feet, and bright orange tail and mane. Knocking lightly on the door as she pushed it all the way open, she stepped in. "You're Darcian, right? I hope I'm not disturbing..." The stallion looked up briefly and nodded. "No, not at all - I was just checking to see if we have enough supplies to last us through the monsoon season. I've got time." He put the scroll down carefully, and looked her over. The intelligence in his eyes was unmistakable. So was the bulge in his pants. "So, what does a human seek here in our remote village? I can tell you're not a trader... you look more like a warrior of some kind." She nodded, subtly changing her stance to further enhance her already rapturous charm. "Indeed, I am an adventurer and warrior - I'm here in search of an artifact supposedly brought here by an explorer in ancient timed. A piece of a tablet, to be precise. Does that ring any bells?"

Darcian leaned back a bit, closing his eyes in thought - and shifting his bottom around in search of a more comfortable position. "A piece of a tablet, you say? Yes, I do believe I've seen something like that before... Eclipse got it on his trophy rack. Took it from the chief of a village he conquered several years ago, for no other reason than that the chief of that village valued it greatly." He opened his eyes again, and leaned forwards. "I hope you're not thinking of actually getting your hands on the fragment - Eclipse would never part with one of his trophies, even though he has no use for them. But if you just need to get a look at it, then it might be possible." Anitra pretended to consider his words. She obviously needed the piece, but it would probably be a good idea to make sure that it was actually the real thing, before starting a war to get it. She winked at Darcian. "Oh, I'd definitely like to see it - maybe you could help me with that? I'm sure I could make it worth your while..."

Darcian seemed somewhat startled at her forwardness as she crouched down in front of him and ran her hand caressingly along the huge bulge in his trousers. "I mean, you sure look like you could use some help with this... what do you say? I help you with this, and you help me get a good look at that tablet piece?" As she continued to massage his stiff cock through the rough trousers, he didn't really have much of a choice. He swallowed, and then nodded. "Sure, but I can't give you any guarantees. I'll do my best, though." Anitra nodded. He was so obviously free of any subterfuge or deceit, he'd do as he'd promised. No wonder the local girls were all over him - he was so endearing! And, exceedingly well equipped, she added as she pulled his pants down.

The filly was obviously scared out of her wits, but she wasn't running or screaming - or both. Blake regarded her silently as a plan began to form in his mind. Finally, the young mare spoke. "Are... are you gonna eat me?" Blake grinned. He had been hoping that she'd ask that. "I might," he answered, "or I might not." "Oh, won't you please let me go?" she pleaded "I promise I won't tell anybody that you're here!" He gave her a big grin, showing off his huge collection of long, sharp fangs. "You won't tell anybody? That's good... if you don't tell, then I've got no reason to kill you." Her breath seemed to stop for a moment. "You mean you won't eat me?" "I didn't say that. I said I have no reason to kill you. But I don't have any reason to let you go, either..."

Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she begged. "Please, please, let me go... I'll do anything! Anything at all!" Blake chuckled to himself. This was turning out very well, very well indeed. "Anything, you say? Well, I suppose we could make a deal at that... come here, my child. If you do as I say, I won't hurt you..." Sniffing back the tears, she scrambled to her feet and hesitantly approached him. She gasped as she crossed the crest of the hill, and saw the rest of his body... huge, black, and to her eyes, all claws, wings and fangs. Looking down at her, he let a tiny tongue of flame escape from the corner of his mouth, just to top off her fear. "Take off your clothes." He then said. She starred at him, uncomprehending.

"You said you'd do anything, didn't you? Well, then do as I say! Or would you rather I eat you?" His tongue darted out, tasting the air, as if it was eager to taste something else... "N... no, I'm s... sorry, I'll do whatever you say, just don't hurt me..." she stammered out, quickly tearing off her constricting dress. She didn't wear anything under it, but he couldn't tell whether that was the habit of her people, or a personal trait - either way, her luscious boobs certainly didn't need any support. Now, she was standing there, naked and shivering - more out of fear than cold, though, for it was a warm day. Her legs were unconsciously crossed, a final defense for her virtue. Was she a virgin? He couldn't really judge her age accurately, since he didn't know much about her race, but she seemed far too lovely not to have been snatched up by some village boy already. Well, he'd find out soon enough - and certainly, if the men of this race had anything in common with the animals they resembled, her physique would be able to deal with his size. Not without some pain, probably, but she'd live.

Admiringly, she let her hands glide up and down the length of the impressive tool. It was so long... then, she gasped as it continued to grow. Where he'd stashed it all, she didn't know, but when he finally achieved a full erection, the head was nearly on level with his neck. It was so thick that she could hardly reach around it with two hands, and the head was wider yet. Releasing her breastplate with a thought, she removed it and leaned forwards to let her breasts surround the huge staff, holding them tight around it with her hands.

Darcian moaned as she kissed his cockshaft, and his hands balled into fists as she continued to lick and kiss at the shaft while she slowly jacked him off with her tits. Finally, she straightened up and began to caress the cockhead with her lips, darting her tongue into the piss-slit and sucking on the edge of the head. Her breasts now lay around the upper part of his cock while her hands ran relentlessly up and down the lower part, sometimes straying down to his balls to gently squeeze them. Pre-cum was starting to leak slowly from the head, and she eagerly lapped it up, delighted at its musky taste. Thinking back to her earlier experiences with equines - Ali's horse Balrog, and the unicorns at Silverdale - she realized that she'd never had a chance to really taste horse-cum. So despite the undeniable ache in her pussy, which was eager to be filled with the huge slab of throbbing horsemeat she held in her hands, she bend her head further forwards and swallowed the head.

Darcian's eyes, which had been half-closed in pleasure, flew open when he felt her soft lips encase his cockhead. He starred down at her head with his mouth open, not believing his eyes. He didn't know that much about humans, but none of the local girls who came to his bed had ever managed give him a real blowjob. He knew that his brother had a slave-girl who was capable of doing so, but she was Eclipse's favorite, and he'd never been willing to share her. Now, for the first time, he felt the heavenly suction of a skilled cocksucker's mouth, and it was everything he'd been told it was. He threw back his head with a whinny as he felt the cum churn in his balls, being slowly coaxed out by the woman's tender ministrations.

While slurping sounds filled the hut, he carefully pulled his legs out from under himself, getting them behind him, bending his chest further forwards to give her easier access to his cocks. She eagerly helped, pulling it down with one hand, while the other began to jack him off insistently. As his cock approached the horizontal, she started actually moving her mouth over it, pulling her head back and forth while her tongue never stopped dancing around the cockhead. With this added dimension, he couldn't hold back anymore. Gritting his teeth, he felt his balls surge as his load was injected into his cockshaft, and accelerated towards the head by irresistible pressure.

The first spurt hit the back of her throat with an audible 'SPLORG', filling her entire mouth and coating her tastebuds with its creamy goodness. She gulped it down as fast as she could, delighted with both taste and texture, but the sheer volume was enough to ensure that the next spurt overflowed from the edges of her mouth, running down her chest. When the next wad nearly choked her, she was forced to pull her head back off of the spurting cock, trying desperately to swallow the delicious stuff as fast as she could. The next wad coated her face, though she managed to catch some of it in her mouth, and the following one - with somewhat less pressure behind it - hit her chests, covering her tits with cum as well. As the final bit leaked out the end of the humongous horse-cock, she quickly closed her mouth around the tip to catch it, and was rewarded with one last mouthful. With nothing more crowding in behind it, she kept it in her mouth to savor the taste for a bit longer, swallowing it only bit by bit. Then, she licked around her mouth to get what was stuck there, and finally lifted her large breasts to her mouth to suck the covering off of them.

"Turn around, and get down on all four." Blake ordered. The shock in her eyes indicated that she was starting to figure out what he had planned for her, but she complied. "Please... no, please don't, mister dragon... please not that..." she almost whispered, even as she did it. She shrieked as his scaly forelegs hit the ground in front of her, but she made no move to run. Instead, she hid her head in her hands, and sobbed quietly. The erotic feeling of power had already exited him sufficiently that his cock was out of its sheath and fully erect, and now it was pointing at what he was becoming convinced was a virgin cunt. He suddenly felt something brush over his cockhead, and craned his long neck to look below. Her tail, of course... hanging down over her pussy, covering it. He could of course easily go through it, but... "Your tail, girl... it's in my way. Lift it." He commanded. The sobs grew quiet, and he shifted his head around to look at hers. She was looking up at him, her eyes red from the tears. Then, she closed them, and bent her neck in submission. He felt her tail brush his cock once more as she lifted it out of the way, and he could see her brace herself for the inevitable.

With a lusty grin on his scaly lips, he flexed his hips and sent his tapered cock surging into her tight pussy. The pointy head parted the fleshy cuntlips, and sure enough, came up against a thin barrier. A long, painful sigh escaped from between the filly's clenched teeth, but she didn't scream as he'd expected. Impressed, he let his cock rest for a few seconds, with just the head in and her hymen yet intact, enjoying the feeling of the tight cuntwalls pulsing around his rock-hard dick, while giving her a chance to adjust to its girth. When he heard her rapid breaths slow down a bit, he thrust forwards again, tearing through her cherry with ease, and plunging nearly a foot of hot cock into her untried pussy. Again, she somehow kept from screaming out, despite the pain that was obvious in the way she writhed under him. Her breath came out as explosive pants as she fought to adjust to the size of the intruding member.

Not bothering to wait for that, he pulled out again to gain momentum for a new, deeper thrust. The pre-cum that was now leaking from his cockhead was doing its job of lubricating the tight orifice, and to his surprise, he could feel that her entire cunt was actually growing moist - despite the pain, her virgin slit was producing pussy-juice, easing the rape. As his cock surged forwards through the now wet pussy, it went in another foot, eliciting a drawn-out moan from the young mare as her innermost being was invaded and violated. Then, bucking his entire body, he forced the last part of the thick shaft into her, burying his entire three-and-a-half foot length deep inside her. He could feel the mouth of her womb tighten around the tip of his cock, amazed that he'd actually gotten it all inside without breaking all the way into it. But her body was obviously build to fit cocks much bigger than what any human male could hope to possess. Yet, it wasn't build for HIS size, supplying a truly tight cunt - a dragon could get addicted to this, he thought.

After pausing for a minute to enjoy the pleasure of a full penetration, he began fucking her in earnest. Each thrust caused a low whinny to escape her lips, and her eyes were tightly closed as she fought to keep from screaming out loud. However, as the flexible walls surrounding Blake's hard cock began to adjust to the stretching they were enduring, and the combination of pre-cum and pussy-juice eliminating the painful friction, the pleasure began to shine through. Her moans of pain turned into moans of pleasure as her first sexual experience began to sink in. The huge shaft was grinding over her clit at every thrust, sending sexual shivers through her, and the sheer size of his cock ensured that it touched all of the most sensitive areas inside of her, as well. Hardly believing her own reaction, she started moving her pelvis, pushing back against the dragon's thrusts.

Blake was just as surprised as she was, but that didn't stop him from enjoying the feeling of having a willing body wrapped around his dick. He increased the depths of his thrusts, taking full advantage of his flexibility, actually fucking her with nearly 3 feet of rigid cockmeat. He felt her shake underneath him, her cunt contracting around his cock, as she experienced the first orgasm in her young life - then, she shook again as the next one rolled over her. When she hit her third climax, her couldn't hold back anymore - her pussy was clenching around his cock like a fist, and the pressure in his scaly testicles were getting too high. Barely keeping himself from roaring out, he shot his hot load deep into the young mare's hot cunt, filling it to overflowing.

When she'd finished licking up every bit of sperm she could reach, she looked up at Darcian with twinkling eyes. He was regarding her in utter amazement, sitting back on his haunches while his cock deflated slowly. Getting up, she looked around and spotted a bucket of clean water, which she used to wash the remaining cum off of her chest and face, and pulled her armor back on. "So, Darcian? I'd say I kept my side of the bargain..." He nodded, stuffing his wet dick back in his pants. "Indeed you did, although I can't imagine how you managed to do it... follow me, this should be just about the right time." She grinned at him, indicating that he should go first. Sex really was an amazing thing. She had enjoyed the session at least as much as he had, but now he nonetheless owed her a favor.

As expected, he led her into the large, wooden house that apparently served as the chief's habitat. With a finger on his lips, he cautioned her to be quiet as they walked along a hallway, and although she could see the point - they were obviously going to sneak into Eclipse's trophy room while he was busy with something - she found it difficult to do. The sperm she'd just drunk was now being digested, filling her with energy and strength - especially strength. She felt like she could bend steel with her bare fists, or fight a minotaur with both hands tied behind her back. Mainly, she felt like just rushing in, beating this Eclipse-character to a bloody pulp, and walk away with the tablet. But, she remembered Blake's warning words about the dangers of The Quickening, and did her best to move quietly along the stamped dirt floor.

A short while later, she got her first look at Eclipse, as they passed by his bedroom. The sounds issuing from it had made it clear exactly what occupied the village chief enough to allow them to sneak by, long before they saw it, but she nonetheless got a surprise when they snuck past the open doorway. Eclipse looked a lot like his brother - same muscular physique and masculine radiance - but his coloring was different, reflecting the difference in temper nicely. He was dark brown, with white around the ends of his limbs, and bright red mane and tail - an unusual color for a horse, but that wasn't what surprised him. What caused her to freeze momentarily in the doorway was the fact that the girl that Eclipse shared his bed with wasn't one of the horse-people. Or a human, for that matter. She resembled a large lizard, with smooth green skin, and even a slender tail that waved erratically behind her as Eclipse fucked her violently. She was sitting astride him, a smile playing across her alien lips as the rutting stallion below her snorted and bucked. How she could enjoy such violent lovemaking, considering the size of her partner, was a mystery to Anitra. Of course, she wasn't really one to talk, all things considered, but... if Eclipse was as large as Darcian in the crotch-department, the cockhead would be resting somewhere between the lizardwoman's large breasts at the moment.

An impatient gesture from Darcian finally pulled her out of her paralysis, and they continued deeper into the large house. When they'd gotten a safe distance from the loud couple, she whispered to Darcian. "Who was that girl? I've never seen someone like her before..." Darcian shrugged his huge shoulders, and whispered back. "Neither have I... but, apparently, she's a member of a race called the 'Slith'. Eclipse bought her off of a passing slave-trader, having somehow heard about their unusual sexual skills. Something about being able to dislocate their jaws, I think. Either way, she's his favorite, and he's always with her at this time of day, unless he's at war." Anitra nodded, filing the information away for future use. She'd instantly recognized the name of the race... the 'Sliths', huh? She was visiting them later, and so far it didn't look like they'd be much of a challenge.

Finally, they emerged into Eclipse's trophy room. It had no windows, but when Darcian lit a sputtering torch, the contents of the room became clear. Most of it was the usual collection of broken weapons, worn shields, tattered war-banners, and unusually shaped skulls - but some were more unusual. A carpet with a strange pattern woven into it, a fur with an unusual grass-green color, and a cracked glass ball. And, of course, a piece of a broken clay tablet. Walking up closer to it, she examined it closely. To her inhuman eyes, it glowed with the light of magical enchantment - the reason, obviously, why fragile clay could survive so long. The writing on the front was undecipherable, but she felt confident that she'd be able to find someone to translate it, once she had it all. There was no doubt, certainly, that it was the tablet she'd been looking for.

"Seen enough?" Darcian whispered nervously, looking over his shoulder. "Yes..." she replied, not bothering to lower her voice. With all the noise Eclipse had been making, it was unlikely that he would have noticed a marching band passing by. "It's the one I'm looking for." "Hey, look, I told you..." Darcian said, narrowing his eyes. "You can't have it. Eclipse never lets go of a trophy. I offered to let you get a look at it, and nothing more." She grinned at him, the fierce rush of The Quickening still making her braver. "Oh yeah? Well, how did HE get his hands on it, hmm?"

"I took it by force. Why, do you want to try it too?" A new voice interrupted. Both Darcian and Anitra spun around to see Eclipse entering the room. He was still undressed, his cock hanging limply between his legs... it was indeed as big as his brother's, she noticed. "Eclipse?!?" Darcian stammered. "I'm sorry, brother - she said she just wanted to see it." Eclipse snorted, and pushed his brother aside. "I'll deal with you later, brother dear. Right now, I think I need to do something about this insolent human." Anitra was quickly assessing the challenge before her, even as her hand closed around the hilt of her sword. He was naked and unarmed, she was dressed in DragonScale armor and wielding a flaming sword. That should be enough to nullify Eclipse's obvious advantage in size and strength. Still, she'd heard that he was a terrifying warrior, so maybe a bit of reinforcement was in order. She opened the telepathic link to Blake to ask him to drop by, and was surprised to feel a stream of raw lust rush through the connection before she could frame a thought. Apparently, Blake was busy getting laid... she wasn't sure how or why, but she didn't really want to disturb him unless it was really necessary. And she already had all the advantages she needed, right?

Pulling her black sword from its scabbard, she pointed it at Eclipse. "Don't be so quick, horse-boy." She sneered. "I'm just here for the tablet. I can take it and leave right now. But if you get in my way, I'll take your life as well." He snorted, brushing her threads aside with an angry gesture. "Foolish female... you think you're a match for me, with your pretty armor and your fancy sword? I'll show you otherwise!" Then, he rushed at her, ham-sized fists flying with impossible speed. How could something so big move so fast? She wondered as she leaped back to avoid a crushing hook. She feigned a slash with her sword, and then quickly stabbed towards his chest, hoping to end the battle before he got in a lucky punch and broke something. Darcian, she noticed, was just standing there in the corner, making no move to help either one of them. Well, it could have been worse - if he'd stepped in to aid his brother, she'd have had no chance.

Eclipse brushed the stab aside disdainfully, and pressed his advantage with a series of quick jabs towards her chest. One of them connected, nearly lifting her off her feet by the sheer force behind it, and she quickly backflipped to avoid his follow-up attack. Her ribs hurt, and she realized that if that was what a jab could do, an all-out punch might kill her. And now, she had her back to the wall. Eclipse's grin widened as he advanced towards her, but suddenly she realized that she still had an advantage. He was watching her sword, always the sword - thinking it the only weapon she had. But The Quickening was still there, and his brother was supposedly as strong as him - and she shared that power, at least for now. Launching herself forward in a seemingly desperate attack, she swung an overhead blow at him, causing him to leap back, then recoil to attack her when she was open. Instead, he met her feet as she continued the slash into a roundhouse kick. On a human, it would have hit the head, probably breaking a chin or neck - but on the equine giant she was facing, it hit the chest, causing him to stagger. Quickly, she rushed forwards, hitting his midsection with a series of lightning-fast blows, each of them with more force behind them than one would have thought possible from even a well-trained human warrior.

Unfortunately, she'd failed to remember one vital detail. Eclipse was a seasoned warrior, with experience from decades of bloody clan-wars, and as such he'd long since learned to expect the unexpected. Thus, surprised though he was by her incredibly physical strength, it didn't take him long to recover, adjust, and react. Her last punch, swift though it was, was intercepted by his own, rock-hard fist, causing her to loose her balance momentarily. One swing from his right hand, hitting her on the jaw, sent her flying into unconsciousness, her blade falling from her lax hand. Eclipse laughed loudly, throwing his head back. "She was a worthier foe than I had given her credit for! And a fine-looking wench at that... you know, Darcian, I don't blame you for taking her in here - I think I can guess how she persuaded you. And besides, I do so enjoy a good bout."

Darcian looked at the young female, remembering the pleasure she'd brought him. "What are you going to do with her?" he asked, thoughtful. Eclipse snorted at him. "None of your business, brother. Go back to your hut, and your scrolls, and be glad that I'm forgetting this little transgression." With one more look at Anitra's prone form, he sighed, nodded, and walked out of the room. Eclipse chuckled, and walked over to take a closer look at the opponent he'd just defeated. Her sword was, indeed, fancy - named and everything. Her armor was also impressive, but hardly of any use to him - even a newborn would have a hard time squeezing into any of that stuff. But where had that incredible strength come from? He knew a bit about magic... the nature of an enchantment and the nature of the container had to match, in some way. A suit of armor would usually hold protective enhancements, while a sword would posses the offensive charms. But she hadn't used the sword when she punched... something else? A necklace or a ring might contain virtually any kind of magic, he knew, but she didn't seem to be wearing anything like that... or did she? Pulling down her chest armor, he grinned. Oh, yes she did!

Blake was panting almost as loudly as the mare beneath him when he finally stopped spurting. He'd emptied bucketfulls of hot cum into her, and she'd actually managed to keep an astonishing amount of it in there. Still, he could feel it leaking out around the edges of her widely-stretched cunt even as they rested in the afterglow of their simultaneous orgasm. However, his draconic libido insured that his cock remained rock-hard, and his desires remained as hot as his inner fire. Moving backwards, he enjoyed the feeling of her cunt clutching at his escaping shaft, unwilling to let it leave - yet it did, allowing a small flood of cum to follow it. However, even thought he'd pulled out of her, the filly wasn't moving, but remained submissively still. Her amble tits mashed flat against the ground, her arms bracing her body from the impact, her ass was raised high in the air, the tail lifted above it to allow him full access to her orifices. Ah, how wonderfully quick a learner she was...

Smiling at that thought, he subtly repositioned his dick, taking advantage of the high degree of muscular control dragons enjoyed in those regions. His cockhead was now pointing at her tiny, brown asshole. It was unlikely that she'd ever even heard of anal sex, and so she probably had no idea of what was in store for her. Hopefully, her body would be able to take it. With a mental shrug, he flexed his loins, spearing his hot cock into the virginal asshole of the innocent young mare beneath him. This time, she DID scream. The hole had parted neatly, actually stretching to accommodate him without tearing - but the pain was obviously intense. Now, her sphincter squeezed spastically around his rock-hard erection, trying its best to eject the unexpected intruder.

Licking his lips at the delightful pressure, he jabbed another couple of inches inside of her, eager to get his wet cock into the heavenly warmth of her hot ass. The entire shaft was covered in a slimy mixture of his own cum and her pussy-juice, so lubrication was not a problem - but it was without doubt the tightest ass he'd ever fucked. Anitra had already been a dragonrider when he'd tried it with her the first time, and as such, she'd been able to stretch to fit. But this mare had no such abilities - her sphincter was tight around his cock, stretched to its absolute maximum. Had his cock been only a few millimeters thicker, she'd have been torn wide open.

After her initial scream of pain and surprise, the filly had been remarkably still. A subdued mewl escaped her lips every time he forced another inch of shaft into her, but she neither screamed, cried, or begged for mercy. Putting some more power behind his next thrust, he pushed nearly half a foot inside at once. The pain was obviously severe, but only a gagging sound came from her. Then, a sniff. "I'm sorry..." she whispered. Had his draconic ears not been so sharp, he wouldn't have caught it. "I'm so sorry..." she continued "I'm sorry I screamed. Please forgive me..." Another gagging sound, and a sob. Blake carefully considered his reply as he thrust another couple of inches into her tightly clutching ass. Obviously, 'Oh, that's all right' wouldn't do..."You will have a chance to repent for it later..." he finally said, with an ominous rumble.

"Yes..." she simply replied, her head bowed low as she meekly accepted whatever punishment he'd concoct for her. He felt his loins heat further as her submissive attitude exited him, and pushed another 5 inches of thick cockmeat into her shivering body. She'd taken him deeper than he'd thought possible, but there was still nearly a foot waiting outside... would she actually be able to take it all? With a powerful push from his muscular hind legs, he pushed forwards as hard as he could, and grimaced as his cockhead hit solid bone. A quick glance between his legs revealed that several inches remained, but there was obviously no way to get any deeper. "It doesn't look like I can get it all in..." he said severely, making it sound as if it was her fault - mainly to see how she'd react.

"Sorry... so sorry... anything..." she blubbered, hiccuping as she tried to hold back the tears. His eyes widened as he felt her push her pelvis back against his cock, seeking to get those last inches inside, despite the pain she was already in. Of course, it didn't help, even though he enjoyed the feeling quite a bit. Snaking his long neck around, he placed his head in front of hers and whispered "You may kiss me by way of apology." Her eyes, previously squeezed shut against the pain, flew open. Tears were running non-stop from them by now, from pain, humiliation or fear, he could not tell. She stilled her panting breath, and lifted her chin, turning her head sideways. He did the same, and her soft lips met his scaly ones. He'd expected her to cringe at the touch of his cold scales, but instead her tongue darted eagerly forwards, running over his fangs and exploring his mouth. He let his own, long, forked tongue rush into her mouth as well, driving it down her throat, making her gag slightly.

Their tongues still intertwined, he moved his hips back and surged forwards again, the beginning of the actual ass-fuck. She moaned into his mouth, but her tongue never stopped moving. He gave two more good jabs, enjoying the sensation of her lips mashing against his when the force of the thrust transferred through her entire body, and then pulled his head back. "Did I do good, mister dragon?" she panted, almost as soon as their lips parted. Then, lifting his head back out of her field of vision, he began to fuck in earnest, pulling out quickly, and thrusting back in with bone-shaking force. It didn't go quite as fast as he would have liked, though - even with the plentiful lubrication, the tightness of her ass slowed him down quite a bit. But it was probably more than fast enough for her.

Her breath soon took up the rhythm of his fucking - breathing in when he pulled out, and exhaling explosively when he thrust back into her. Her entire body rocked with every impact, but the physical strength that her race possessed allowed her to brace against it, keeping herself from being pushed forwards off of his cock. But Blake had shot a load up her pussy a short time earlier, and as such his sexual endurance was great. He just kept going and going, his huge cock going in and out with undiminished speed and strength, for more than half an hour. Gradually, her ass began to grow lax, as the brutalized muscles lost their strength. The tender tissue no longer tried to close up again as soon as his cock had left an area, but rather remained open in expectation of its return. This, along with a gradual lessening in the general tightness, allowed Blake to slowly increase his speed, as well as the depth of his thrust. Each thrust started with more than two feet of cock outside her asshole, and terminated at the wall of solid bone he'd encountered on the very first penetration.

At this point, the mare had been reduced to a pile of quivering muscles. Not only because of the continuous pain in her bowels, but also the tension in her arms. The stress of holding her back against Blake's powerful thrusts had pushed them almost as far as he'd pushed her innards. She had run out of tears, and her breath was coming in painful gasps as her lungs smarted from the continuous exertion. Her tail, mane, and hide was matted with sweat, and her breasts hurt from having been first squeezed flat against the ground, and then rubbed over it as her body was shaken by the repeated thrusts.

Finally, Blake roared as he climaxed, shooting a tremendous loud into her once-tight ass. Cum filled every cubic inch of her innards, and bubbled out between his shaft and her sphincter as well. The load was nearly as big as the first one, and it filled her up completely. He kept his cock inside her for a few seconds, catching his breath - he, too, had been somewhat winded by the long session - before finally pulling it out. A genuine river of cum followed it, but a surprising amount seemed to stay inside her as well. Sitting back, Blake regarded the filly before him. She was still crouching there, tail lifted and head down, awaiting his permission to get up. Her cunt had closed up after their first thryst, but it was still covered in dried cum. Her asshole was wide open, cum still dripping lazily from it, unsurprisingly mixed with some blood. Looking down at his own semi-hard cock, he could also see a lot of red mixed in with the cum and ass-slime.

Then, with a grin, he looked up again. "Get up, my sweet..." he called, smiling as he saw her legs nearly give out under her as she hurried to comply. The maneuver also caused a fresh flood of cum to leak from her ass, covering her thighs. "Turn around." He continued, when he saw that she remained standing with her back to him. He then leaned back to prominently display his slime-covered cock. "It is time for you to repent for screaming out... as punishment, you must clean my cock - with your tongue." A weak "Yes..." answered him as she staggered across the space that separated them, dropping down in front of his loins. She was obviously on the edge of exhaustion, and judging from the pink color of the sperm that still leaked from her ass, bleeding quite badly inside.

Regardless of those things, she attacked his cock with gusto. Steadying it somewhat with her shaking arms, she lashed out with her long, equine tongue, licking off a large gob of slime near the base of his cock. The sensation helped to reinforce it, too, since it had started to soften somewhat. Working her way up from the bottom, she uncomplainingly licked him clean, her long tongue helping her to reach the back of the huge dick as well. That the gunk was a mixture of her own ass-slime and blood, and his cum, didn't seem to bother her. When she started getting near the head, however, she had to get up from her previous, crouching position, and he could see that her legs were having a seriously hard time carrying her.

Finally, her tongue danced across the cockhead, scooping up the copious amounts of cum that had stuck to it. She swallowed it quickly, and then continued to dive her tongue into his piss-slit to clean up the drops of cum that had remained there. Finished, she stepped back, and stood there awaiting his next command. Her head was bowed, as much from submissiveness as tiredness, and her eyes were blurred with exhaustion. Most of the cum he had deposited in her ass had leaked out by now, but blood continued to trickle out of the still-open hole. Quite a sight, really. Nodding at her, he finally spoke. "You have done well, my sweet, and no longer are you a child. Now rest... but never forget who your master is." His claws drew an intricate design in the air as he released the sleep-spell, causing her to keel over and fall heavily in the thick grass. His magic was of the 'dark' variant, so he didn't really have any healing-magic, but the spell would grant her a healing sleep. She'd sleep for a day at least, and if Anitra weren't done by then, he'd think of something...

As Anitra slowly regained consciousness, the first thing she noticed was that her jaw and head were throbbing with pain. The second thing she noticed was that her wrists and ankles were surrounded with cold steel. Briefly, she tensed her muscles, testing the strength of the restraints. The metallic tinkle that resulted made it clear that she was bound down by chains rather than robes - too much for her draconic strength to handle, and she'd been out for so long that The Quickening had left her - had she still possessed Darcian's strength, it might have been another matter entirely. "So, you're finally awake..." a voice spoke somewhere down by her feet, and she recognized it as belonging to Eclipse, the brutal stallion who had so easily defeated her. Silently, she cursed herself for having fallen into the very trap that Blake had warned her about a few weeks earlier - letting the rush of The Quickening convince her that she was unbeatable. She should have just snatched up the tablet and made a run for it - with her speed, she'd have had a decent chance of outmaneuvering Eclipse and getting away. Or she should have called in Blake, regardless of what he'd been doing.

"You've been out for more than half an hour." Eclipse continued, unaware of the thoughts running through her head. "Most humans would have been out cold for days after a punch like that, but I had a feeling that you'd recover faster than that. Now, before you do anything you'll regret later, I'd like to lead your attention to those interesting-looking nipple-rings of yours." Shaking her head to clear it, she suddenly realized that she could feel something rest against her tits. Pain shot through her head as she raised it, both to study her surroundings and to see what Eclipse was talking about.

As she'd already guessed, she was in Eclipse's bedchamber, chained to the bed. How classic. Somewhat more unusual were the small leather bags that seemed to be tied to her nipple rings. A strange design was printed on them, and her sensitive nostrils picked up unidentifiable herbal odors leaking from them. "Those are some special JuJu bags, prepared by the village shaman." Eclipse said, now moving up next to her head. "I don't know the ingredients, but apart from the magic, they also contain some small, sharp stones... you see, these clever little things react to the presence of magic. If magic is activated anywhere near them, they explode. So, my dear little adventuress, you'd best not activate the magic hidden in those rings, or those pretty little tits of yours could get a lot less pretty, hmm?" Anitra stared at him in surprise. How the deuce had he figured out that those rings served as a telepathic link to Blake? Darcian was supposed to be the clever one...

Eclipse laughed at her expression. "Surprised, eh? I know a bit about magic, and the symbolism's rather obvious. The strength you displayed during our little fight was clearly inhuman. Those rings give you draconic strength when activated, right? Well, it seems that you'll have to without for now..." Anitra was careful not to let her relief show. He hadn't figured it all out, but his wrongful conclusion had nonetheless led him to block her strongest weapon. She couldn't know for certain whether opening a telepathic connection to Blake would actually trigger the magic of those bags - for that matter, Eclipse might be bluffing, and the bags could actually be fertility charms. But she didn't really want to risk her chest on it, and there WAS an undeniable magical aura around those things.

Apparently unconcerned by her lack of reply, Eclipse sauntered back to her feet. "You know, I really don't like restraints like this... I prefer to keep the bitches down with my strength alone. But I figured that probably wouldn't be a good idea with you - you're pretty feisty, I've noticed. Either way, I've got some questions for you, and you'd better answer them. If you don't, thinks could get real painful for you - and real fun for me, you catch my drift?" She answered with a grunt, and suddenly he was bend over her. "Now, before we begin the twenty questions..." he tapped at her breastplate, which she suddenly realized that she still was wearing. He'd pulled it down as far as her wide hips allowed, freeing her breasts, but her couldn't get it off. All the rest of her armor was unsurprisingly missing. "I haven't been able to figure out how this thing sticks together... I'd like to examine it closer. How do I get it off?" She shrugged. As long as he was examining her armor, he wasn't raping her - which was obviously what he intended to do - and she'd already seen how useless the armor was against his fists.

Mentally, she released the magical binding that held the front and back together, and grinned up at him. "Oh, that? It's pretty straightforward... just lift it off." He looked down at her in surprise, then gave a testing tuck on the black armor, almost loosing his balance when it came off with no resistance whatsoever. With a snort, he pulled the back of the armor out from under her, and walked a bit away to examine them closer. Anitra took the chance to take a better look around, and soon spotted the rest of her armor lying in a pile on a chair. Her sword was leaning against the same chair. So, at least she wouldn't have to search around for her equipment if she got loose. When she got loose, she corrected herself... no need to be pessimistic, and besides, she'd extracted herself from some nasty situations before.

"This armor is quite impressive..." Eclipse said, returning to the bedside. "Of course, it's much too small for me to use, though. The sword I'll keep, even though it's hardly more than a shortsword to me - its edge is amazingly sharp, and the hilt is a piece of art. Now, the question is, where did you get this equipment? I've met human adventurers before - none of them had stuff this good. I want to know where you got it, so that I can an armor made in my own size - with it, I'll be invincible on the battlefield! Well, MORE invincible than I already am, that is..." Quite a humble fellow, Anitra thought, but kept her peace. She didn't answer him, either. "Well?" He queried again, leaning over her, narrowing his eyes. "Sorry, can't say." She answered cheerfully. "I swore an oath never to reveal that to anyone." Eclipse cracked his knuckles. "I'd advice that you break that oath - or maybe I break something else, you know?"

The cheerful expression vanished from her face. "Forget it, Eclipse. I wouldn't give you directions for the nearest toilet." Eclipse recoiled momentarily, and then shook his fist at her face. "How dare you, impudent wench! I'll make you regret those words! By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging me to let you tell me your entire life story - not that it interests me." He sneered at her, his eyes filled with rage. Snorting like an angry bull, he strode down to the foot of the bed, obviously intent on raping her. Just like she'd planned. Angry as he was, he would take the option that was likely to cause the most pain - and that meant anal sex. Which would give her a chance to borrow HIS strength, and that would most likely be enough to break the chains that bound her, and launch a surprise attack on him. It would hurt, but it had worked before.

Her neck had gotten tired from looking around, so she laid it back on the fur-covered bed while she waited for him to get started. She heard him pull something out from under the bed, and then a strange, slimy sound. Of course, she thought, he's applying some lubricant to his cock - makes sense. Horses don't self-lubricate, so there's no way he'd even get it in without. Then, her eyes opened in shock as she felt something poke at her cunt. He was going to fuck her there instead? With lubrication and everything? But as she felt her pussy-lips stretch around the intruder, the pieces fell into place. Even he didn't have a cock that wide - hell, even Blake didn't. Lifting her head, she looked down between her boobs to have her fears confirmed - he hadn't even taken his pants off. Instead, he was bent over her, the muscles on his left arm bulging as he forced his grease-covered fist into her.

Her ever-elastic cunt was stretching to the limit, and the pain was intense. His fist was huge, and the arm behind it was thick with muscles - but did he really intent to try and get that in? The angle made it difficult to see, but she thought that his hide looked mattered all the way to the elbow. He had to be insane... she might have some chance of surviving this, but an ordinary woman would have been torn apart by the fist alone. Air hissed through her teeth as she tried to keep from giving him the satisfaction of a scream. She'd never been stretched so far before - with the possible exception of that wizard and his expanding force-fields, but that had only been for a few seconds, and this just kept getting worse. Her body was strained further than humanly possible, but there was no choice in the matter - solid steel kept her legs in place, and Eclipse had immense strength to put behind his fist. Finally, it popped inside, her cunt-hole closing tight around his wrist, the walls pulsing about the huge hand. Eclipse laughed out loud, twisting his hand around inside her, causing her to tense her muscles against the pain.

"Why, you took it all without any kind of trouble! My brother must have primed you good, when you bribed him... still, this IS quite impressive. But can you take the rest as easily? Or maybe you'd like to talk?" "I've got nothing to say to you." She sneered through clenched teeth. Her plan had failed, but she wasn't giving up - she just needed to come up with something else... Eclipse snorted. "Nothing to say to me, huh? Well, we'll see how silent you're gonna be when I push this thing in to the elbow, won't we?" With a sadistic grin, he gripped her left leg with his free hand, and used the leverage to push several inches of his lower arm into her tight pussy. Watching the way the cunt lips closed tightly around the contours of the muscular arm, he flexed his bulging triceps muscle, slightly increasing the circumference.

It was all she could do to keep from moaning - whether in pleasure or pain, she couldn't really tell. That boundary had been rather blurred since Blake had initially broken her in. But either way, the feeling was quite unique. With the walls of her cunt closed tightly around every square inch of the intruding arm, she could feel the muscles shifting against each other quite clearly. With a grunt, Eclipse continued, pushing several more inches inside - he wasn't having an easy time, despite the lubrication and her elasticity. But his strength was incredible, and bit by bit, he was forcing his forearm inside her. Lifting her head again, she looked down her body and clearly saw the monstrous bulge on her abdomen, where the skin was stretched by the intrusion. It had already reached her bellybutton, and he wasn't halfway done yet.

With another grunt of exertion, Eclipse pushed his arm inside to the halfway point - the thickest part of the arm, actually. Grinning excitedly, he once again flexed the well-trained muscle, increasing the circumference of the arm considerably. He could actually see his arm widening, and her hole expanding around it. It was amazing, he thought - he didn't really know that much about human physiology, but even his lizardwoman mistress couldn't have taken that much - and this one was not only taking it, she was hardly making a sound!

She was having a hard time keeping her mouth closed, though. The stretching was extreme, truly pushing her altered body to its limits - and as usual, without the added boost of Blake's presence. But strangely enough, despite the agonizing proportions of the intrusion, she could feel herself getting exited - and wet. There was a kind of erotic challenge in it - to have her sexual organs stretched to the maximum, and endure it. Also, now that she'd reached the widest part of his forearm, the rest slid in much easier, plunging into the tight depths of her cunt with surprisingly little resistance.

When his elbow finally hit her cuntlips, grinding into her clit, an erotic moan escaped her lips - the first sound she'd made during the session. Eclipse glanced up in amazement, and twisted his arm sadistically, only to hear another moan. This was supposed to be torture, but it actually sounded like she was enjoying it! Angrily, he pulled his arm back, watching as her clutching pussylips were pulled along with it, arching out from her groin obscenely. In spite of himself, he was getting exited too. The other times he'd done this, the mare had been reduced to a screaming wreck by this point, which was amusing in its own right, but this was something else. In his spacious pants, he could feel his cock hardening, and it was with lust-glazed eyes that he pushed his forearm back into her.

Again and again, he pulled it out and plunged it back in, his immense strength driving his arm through her tight orifice with the speed and force of a cavalry charge. She moaned every time he bottomed out, since it inevitably brought her hypersensitive clit into contact with the rough hair on his upper arm, and she was actually starting to buck her hips against the immense intruder - as much as the chains allowed, anyway. As his excitement rose, he sped up, hammering her throbbing snatch as quickly as he could, actually breaking into a sweat, and huffing like a marathon runner.

Finally, she came, arms and legs pulling hard enough on the chains to make them creak, and her pussy clamping down on his arm so tightly that he actually couldn't move it for a while. She arched her back in orgasm for several minutes, before falling back against the furs of his bed with a sigh. Snorting, he pulled his arm back out of her now-relaxed cunt, noting how easily it opened around his fist. His cock was hard as rock, threatening to tear through the tough fiber of his trousers - something that had happened to him more than once in the past.

"I suggest her mouth. She's good with it." A voice suddenly sounded from the doorway to his bedroom. Swiveling on the spot, he was surprised to see his brother, Darcian, stand there, sporting a hard-on as big as his own. "What do you mean?" he asked angrily "And what are you doing here? I told you to go home to your scrolls." Darcian nodded, stepping into the room. "To answer both of your questions at once, you were right about how she bribed me - she showed me a good time. So good, in fact, that I thought I'd come by and see if you were willing to share." Eclipse laughed loudly, amazed at his brother's uncharacteristic attitude. "Well, looks like you've finally gotten yourself a spine, brother... but what makes you think I'd be willing to share her, hmm?" Darcian shrugged. "She's got three holes in her, and you can only use one at a time. And I know you like to 'double' girls..."

Eclipse considered it. It was true, he did enjoy the feeling of buffeting a girl between two bodies - he often shared a girl with his lieutenant when they had fun after a conquest. "Hmph... all right, then - you say she's good with her mouth?" Darcian grinned eagerly. "Sure is. She can open those jaws amazingly wide." Eclipse looked suspiciously at her tiny head... but then again, her pussy had stretched much wider than he'd though possible, so her mouth might very well be able to do the same. As he pulled off his pants and walked over to her head, Darcian approached her groin, already completely undressed apart from the black gloves he always wore. Looking down at her still-open cunt, he clicked his tongue. "Woo, this hole won't be much good for a while yet... guess I'll have to break in her ass. I trust you don't mind, brother?"

Eclipse shrugged as he leaned over the girl's chest, batting his flared cockhead against her lips. "Don't like sloppy seconds, huh? Do whatever you want... hey, open your mouth, bitch!" He directed the last part at Anitra, mauling her tits painfully and causing her to comply quickly. Actually, she had only kept her lips closed to avoid arousing suspicion. Things were suddenly shaping up much better than before... two loads in her stomach, and she'd be outta there. But why was Darcian suddenly acting so strangely?

Her jaws ached as she opened her mouth wide enough to receive Eclipse's mammoth cock, leaning her head far enough back to allow him easy entry. She had no doubt that he'd take full advantage of the position, but she didn't have much choice in the matter. Darcian was being gentle, despite his coarse words, applying juice from her wide-open pussy to his cock and her asshole, before placing his raging erection against the tiny hole and pushing it slowly inside.

Eclipse snorted in surprise as he felt the girl gobble up his cockhead as if it was nothing. She was just as capable as his favorite lizard-girl... then and there, he decided to keep her. She was feisty now, but he'd wear her down - it'd be worth it. A truly excellent addition to his harem. Beside, there had to be something special about her, since she'd somehow managed to give his sissy brother a pair of real balls. With a grunt, he jabbed his cock further into her hot mouth, driving the head past her tonsils, and into the throat. Her gag reflex massaged the sensitive head, and he was surprised to feel her tongue move around the shaft, bathing it in her saliva, stimulating it further.

At the other end, Darcian was surprised too feel her nether hole open up around his hard cock, and then gasped as her powerful sphincter squeezed around the shaft just under the head. It wasn't exactly his first experience with anal sex, but this was one tight hole... and, he found as he pushed further in, a highly skilled one. Her abdominal muscles were rippling, massaging his cock into the seventh heaven, milking it and causing him to shiver in pleasure before he'd even gotten half of it in. Panting already, he had a hard time restricting himself from just thrusting it all in at once...

Even though Eclipse's rough treatment of her throat was painful, Darcian's entry into her ass was actually quite pleasurable. He went in gently, even though she could feel a barely contained lust in his slow thrusts. It reminded her of the time when she'd lost her virginity, with Blake... where he'd agreed to 'go slow' in return for her cooperation. The memories exited her further, and Darcian was surprised to see that her ravaged cunt was actually starting to get wet again, pussy juice dripping from it down on his shaft. Eclipse also felt her constricting throat loosen around his cock, easing his gradual entry into her considerably. Maybe she wouldn't need as much training as he'd initially figured, he thought as he forced nearly a foot of thick cock down her throat in one thrust. He could see her throat bulge out, but somehow she was still managing to breathe through her nose - he could feel it on the few inches of his shaft that remained outside her soft lips.

The two brothers achieved full penetration within seconds of each other, despite Darcian's gentler approach. However, while Eclipse instantly began to throat-fuck her, Darcian waited a few seconds to let her adjust to the size of his member. That meant that when he did start thrusting, he did so in a counter-rhythm to Eclipse: Pushing in when he pulled out, pulling out when he pushed in. The force behind their thrusts, which grew as Darcian's lust gradually overcame his gentleness, sent her sliding between them as far as her chains allowed. She found that when she concentrated on Blake, as well as some of the other pleasurable experiences she'd had in the past, her orifices adjusted easier to the size of her rapists - a trick she filed away for future use. The more exited she got, the easier it went...

Both of the stallion brothers were speeding up, their loins moving quickly back and forth, forcing them to grip something for stability. Eclipse seized her arms as he bent forwards, while Darcian gripped her legs. Their heads nearly met over her chest, and with both faces twisted with lust and exertion, the family resemblance was actually quite obvious - unfortunately, since all three participants in the mini-orgy had their eyes closed, nobody saw it. Their grunts and snort, as well as the slimy sounds that issued from both her mouth and ass, melted together into an obscene harmony, further exiting all three of them.

Darcian had proven to be a skillful lover, and his cock in her ass had already brought her off three times - only his brother's huge presence in her throat had kept her from screaming out when those climaxes had rolled over her. But now, she could feel an even bigger orgasm approaching, and the increasingly frenzied pace of the two stallions indicated that they, too, were getting close. Redoubling her efforts to get them to shoot their wads, she let her well-trained intestinal muscle ripple over the entire length of Darcian's cock in waves, causing him to throw back his head and whinny. Eclipse was similarly taken aback as her throat began to massage his cock in a deliberate fashion, a far cry from the reflexive gagging he was used to during this kind of sessions.

As she felt the front edge of a tremendous climax roll over her, both ass and throat clamped down on their respective cocks with vise-like strength. With loud whinnies, the two stallions reacted to the immense pressure the only way they could - simultaneously shooting their loads of horse-cum down her throat and ass. Anitra's stomach was suddenly assaulted by dual floods of warm jizz, flowing in from two sides and rapidly filling it to overflowing. The brothers looked on with eyes clouded by orgasmic stupor, as her flat, muscular stomach expanded before their eyes, swelling impossibly. Then, it began to shrink again.

Already floating through a sea of orgasmic pleasure as the climax rolled through her, the warm glow of The Quickening lifted her to the next level. It was so immensely strong... a whole other kind of pleasure joining with the familiar surge of sexual bliss.

Shaking his head to clear it Darcian suddenly backed away, pulling his still-hard cock out of Anitra's tight ass. Eclipse looked up at him in amazement, his mind still addled by the intensity of the orgasm - his cock was still spurting weakly inside her. Darcian ignored him, and quickly took several steps backwards. Then, he simply stood and watched.

The strength that filled her was unparalleled in her experience. The physical strength possessed by both brothers mixed within her and joined to her own, filling her with immense power. Her muscles actually grew visibly, causing Eclipse's attention to shift rapidly - but too late. Her limbs thickened with muscles, her fair skin suddenly outlining the oversized muscular structure of a dedicated bodybuilder. Taken aback, Eclipse rapidly backed away as well, hurriedly pulling his softening member out of her mouth as her jaw began to grow more muscular as well.

It was none too soon. With one flex of her muscles, she tore the steel chains apart like they were thin yarn, and flipped to her feet. Then, she pulled the two JuJu-bags from her nibble-rings, and turned to face Eclipse. His amazement was gradually giving way to rage - somehow, she'd outmaneuvered his clever countermeasure, and activated that strength-enhancement again. And it seemed to be even more powerful this time. But he'd beaten her before, and this time she didn't even have her sword!

Eyes afire, Anitra stalked forwards, hands moving slowly in front of her, ready to strike or intercept an attack. She could feel a definite difference from The Quickening she'd gotten out of Darcian earlier - not only was she twice as strong this time, but she also seemed to have absorbed Eclipse's skill in hand-to-hand combat. As he began to attack her, she found that she could recognize every punch he threw at her, and easily blocked them. She blocked a powerful hook with her left hand, stopping it like a brick wall, and swung her right fist at his chest. The impact drove the air from his lungs, causing him to stagger back, and when she followed up with an uppercut he was unable to dodge it.

The hit lifted him off of his feat, throwing him back against the wall of his bedroom, causing several of the wooden beams to break. Spots danced in front of his eyes as he fought against unconsciousness, and when he finally came to his - somewhat wobbly - feet, he saw that the girl had used the opportunity to retrieve her sword. And Darcian was still just standing there, watching! Gritting his teeth, he steadied himself. He had allowed himself to be surprised, but he hadn't lost yet. And she didn't know what he kept under his bed besides grease...

With her sword held negligently in her right hand, Anitra sauntered towards Eclipse again. He was back on his feet, more careful now, fists ready for the moment where she came within his range. Unintimidated, she took another step forwards, and nimbly dived under the hook she'd known he'd throw. Her knee came up in his abdomen with crushing force, throwing him several feet backwards before he regained balance. She followed up with several quick roundhouse kicks, hitting head, chest and sides. The force behind her attacks was incredible, and even Eclipse's muscular body couldn't resist them. With a grunt, he sunk to one knee, breath labored and blood dribbling from his mouth and a broken eyebrow.

Glaring pitilessly down at him, she lifted her sword, ready to end his life, when a massive fist closed about her arm. "No." Darcian said simply. "I know you've got enough reasons, but he is, after all, my brother. And besides, I hate bloodshed under any circumstance." Eclipse glared up at them, an expression of rage bordering on madness in his eyes. "Saved... by my cowardly brother..?" he whispered. "No..." Then Anitra had turned halfway towards Darcian, doing the worst mistake a warrior could: Turning her back on a fallen foe. Swift as a serpent, his hand rushed in under the nearby bed, pulling out the sword he always kept there, just in case... With a roar, he leaped across the distance that separated and swung the sharp steel at her unprotected throat.

She had no time to react, hardly even seeing the sword before it was nearly at her, but before she could even think, something else rushed through the air next to her head, and took Eclipse right on the chin. Darcian's fist. The huge stallion's eyes glazed over in amazement as his thunderous charge came to an end, and the sword slid from numb fingers as he collapsed on the floor, unconscious. After first kicking the sword well out of the huge stallion's reach, she turned towards Darcian and lifted an eyebrow. "I thought you didn't like to fight?" He was just standing there, looking at his fist as if he was just as surprised. Then, he shrugged. "I just realized... if you got killed because of my pacifism, then it really wouldn't have any meaning, would it?"

She nodded. "Hey, I'm not complaining. But won't you be in trouble when he wakes up?" Darcian grinned, his old spirit returning. "Nah, don't worry. It's physically impossible to remember what happened up to a few seconds before becoming unconscious. All he'll know when he wakes up is that he tried to kill you, and failed. He won't know that it was me who knocked him out." He nodded towards the chair where her armor was piled. "Now, take your armor, get that tablet from his trophy room, and hurry out of here."

She did as suggested, finding it somewhat difficult to fit some parts of her equipment over her temporarily muscular body. Then, she suddenly stopped, and turned to face Darcian again. "Why, exactly, are you helping me?" She asked, looking straight at him. He shrugged. "Maybe I'm just basically a nice guy. Or maybe I'd rather not see our village get burned to the ground by a vengeful black dragon. Take your pick." She laughed in amazement. So, that was it... now, all the pieces of the puzzle fit together. "So, you figured it out, eh? Impressive."

He actually looked a bit embarrassed. "Well, I always listen to the tales brought to us by the occasional traveler - and I just remembered hearing about a strange creature who, while outwardsly resembling a human woman, possessed incredible power. The power to control black dragons, and to somehow absorb the power of whatever creature they mated with." She nodded. "So, you decided to drop by and give me an extra boost, huh? Well, I could probably have made it without it, but it helped, I guess. And besides, you're pretty good in bed." With a final wink, she walked out of the room, leaving him somewhat bemused.

A few minutes later, she walked out of the village with the tablet-piece under her arm, blowing a kiss at the surprised guards on the way. Their surprise was understandable, since the muscle-growth hadn't quite gone down yet. When she reached the small valley where she'd left Blake, she was momentarily surprised to see a mare, sleeping on the ground, but then she remembered her earlier attempt at contacting him - so THAT was who he'd been doing. She nodded at the sleeping filly. "I see you haven't been bored, huh?" He looked over her muscular form with a sardonic expression on his face. "I see you haven't, either. Must have been quite a load to actually cause a physical change..."

"Two loads." She corrected, and grinned up at him. "Either way, I got the first part of the tablet. Lets head for the next point on our schedule, shall we?" He nodded, offering his front leg to help her climb to his back. As she placed the tablet carefully in one of the saddlebags, she pulled out the bundle of parchments they'd gotten from Lezard. "So, where to next?" Blake asked, craning his neck to look at them. "We're off to the Valley of Wonder, love. West, into the mountains." He nodded, and with a mighty heave, leaped off the ground, the beat of his wings flattening the grass.

It wasn't until nearly 8 hours later, that the young mare awakened. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around. Realizing that the dragon was nowhere to be seen, she sat up, her head turning here and there. "Master..?" her voice cried piteously in the gathering darkness.

The End

Next up is Chapter 7 of the DragonRider Chronicles: The Valley of Wonder!