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The regal onyx-scaled male's demeanor didn't change as he stood silently by the break room, watching the bustle of the large office complex with his head towering over all the rest. It always gave him a bit of pleasure to see his employees work just a little bit harder when in his presence. No one wanted to be the one that 'caught his eye', cept his daughter. She stood at only two-thirds his height but that soft minty green hide of hers was not afraid to sit within inches of one of the most powerful drakes in the state. Instead those beaming purple eyes just smiled up at him with an offered tea in her outstretched paw.

Tatsuri smiled a genuinely pleased smile as he accepted the offering, giving his young a gentle nudge on the cheek. His nostrils flared for a moment, the smile extended a little wider before he pulled away, sipping the hot drink and resumed the overwatch. Normally he would never have her in the office, trade secrets and business transactions passed through these halls that could damage his company if they were ever spoken of outside these walls even in joking conversation with other teens.

But today was a special occasion. Her school had been rather abruptly closed and had left him with little choice. Oh she could handle a day alone at home of course, but the renovations to their den would be noisy and choked with dust and dirty workers. She seemed happy enough to be here, to see where her father worked.

"There, thats him." The massive drake leaned down low and extended a claw, placing his head next to his daughter as they tracked a foxhound in a lab coat. "Dr. Core developed the the first room temperature superconductor. Tiny and extremely expensive to produce; there's one hell of a mind in under that bushy fur." The little girl just looked on wide eyed. The sudden fatherly grazing kiss on the cheek left the young girl a little blushy as she looked down with slight embarrassment.

"Daaaaad..." She huffed innocently. Tsunya had always been a bit of a shy and self conscious female and it had grown a bit as she became more and more aware of the wide influence her father held. People who knew she was part of the Osiris family treated her differently, except her father. No matter what anyone else thought, did or said, father had always been father.

"What? I'm not allowed show my affection for you?" He rumbled with mock indignity. "Then I suppose I shouldn't shout out how much I love you to the whole floor then?" The big black leaned back with a smug on his muzzle, rather amused at her both worried and embarrassed look. "Get a treat little love." He spoke and nudged her flank with a reassuring smile. "I had Mako get you one of your favorite raspberry filled ones."

Still a little rosy cheeked, the young girl ducked her in an apologetic gesture before slipping away from his side, collecting the napkin of food. His golden orange eyes watched her move with a lingering smile.

Everything was moving according to plan. Tatsuri glanced over at the large clock on the wall; it was a little after midday, and that mean he'd have to start the meeting soon. With his daughter out of the way he was free to turn his attentions to business, at least for the time being.

"Vas'ken," he called out across the room in a powerful voice, the other employees averting their gaze and going about their work slightly quicker. A few moments later, a large brown head popped up from around the corner, making eye contact with the black dragon.

"What do ya need, boss?" the curved-beaked gryphon inquired, stepping out from around the corner and approaching with fleet steps. Tatsuri grinned and clapped the avian on the side in a friendly manner.

"The meeting starts in five," he informed his second-in-command, "get them all organized and into the conference room. I've got a guest speaker coming in for an hour, to take them through some extra training they're going to need for the Donaldson acquisition." The gryphon nodded quickly, and turned away to go round up the workers.

"Oh, one more thing," the big dragon added, earning a quick look back from the gryphon, "you and I won't be attending, I have some other... business we need to take care of." He smiled, and Vas tilted his head.

"What kind of business, boss?" he asked, but the dragon waved him off.

"Just meet me in my office when you're done," Tatsuri said firmly, "I need some assistance with one of my more recent... personal projects. Company secrets, can't have the others knowing, understood?" The gryphon nodded, waving his wing.

"My beak is sealed," he replied with a smile, before turning and bounding away towards a couple of nearby employees. The drake took another sip of his tea, before placing the cup down and stretching out his thick hind legs. As the others bustled into the conference room, Tsunya appeared once more, a small lick of raspberry sauce on her maw. She smiled up at her father, who gently patted her on the head and beckoned for her to follow him.

"Come with me," the black dragon insisted, "have you seen my office yet?" She shook her head and licked her lips, keeping up with her father's big steps as they moved down towards the end of the long hallway. At the very end she could make out a door with 'Mr. Osiris, CEO Director of Operations' written on a golden plaque. She'd always known her dad was the big boss, but seeing it here was all the more impressive. Inside the room was large, expensive furniture; polished wooden desks, tables and shelves.

"Your office is so big," Tsunya breathed, her eyes looking around in awe.

The big black smiled and stepped casually around to the far side of his large and spotless desk. From here the view of the city was marvelous and stretched out as far as the eye could see. Well most eyes anyway. Tatsuri nodded down at his young daughter.

"You forget who has to occupy this room. I spend a quarter of my life in this office so it should be spacious, comfortable and fit for any task that needs to be performed in it." He rumbled, eyeing her for a moment.

His tongue ran across her chin and up off her lip, swiping away the dot of filling left behind. The little green lady didn't think much of it, though she balked slightly. A napkin would have sufficed as this was the first time he'd ever licked her clean since she was still a whelpling. He was being awfully friendly today, more playful than she'd seen him in quite a long time. Not that he was cold with her but there was certainly something... different about today. Though it could be any number of things and she was kinda enjoying all the attention so Tsunya found no reason to bring it up.

The big black head raised to the sound of a light tapping at the door. Both angular snouts turned to see a familiar brown feathered head poke just inside.

"Gang's gathering and the reception desk just called up, said they're leading a Mr. Roy to the auditorium." Tatsuri nodded.

"Good good, he's been briefed on the necessaries and that should keep everyone busy for the foreseeable future." For a moment the big drake slipped into a bit of a calculated trance. Vas'ken had seen the look a thousand times but this seemed a very odd moment for it to crop up.

"Sir?" His voice rang clear as he stepped half in, holding the door open with a wing.

"You'll find out soon enough." Replied the older dragon as if a whole conversation had occurred in that one word. "Come in, I haven't introduced you to my daughter yet." He gestured to the lovely lady at his side.

There was no tension or apprehension in the big bird as he sauntered into the office, letting the door close behind him. He didn't even blink as the black scaled male pressed a button on the side of his desk causing the door lock to click into place- though a perky black-tipped ear flicked back instinctually.

"Tsunya, this Vas'ken my closest and most trusted confidant." She bobbed her head in greeting to her father's introduction, sitting just a little closer to her father in the presence of such a beast. "Vas'ken, my daughter Tsunya and the pride of my life." The massive drake rumbled, nuzzling the back of his shy daughter's neck as the great gryphon splayed himself out in a luxurious and rather regal bow.

It was excessive almost to the point of feeling foolish with one paw curled beneath his chest and the other stretched out before him, but it gave her a good look at his coloration. He was a rich dark chocolate brown from beak to tail with equally as dark golden brown wing feathers that looked as pristine and unfettered as could be. Only the peach-white underfluff along his chest to belly gave him any countenance. He was very handsome looking she decided silently, those brilliant purple eyes of hers lingering perhaps a little longer than was courteous.

"Nice to meet you... Sir," the young dragoness greeted softly, her voice a little wavery from the somewhat regal nature of the furred, feathered creature. She hadn't met a gryphon before, not an adult one anyway. It was said they were exceptionally rare but highly skilled in whatever fields they worked in.

"The pleasure is mine," the brown-colored male replied, finishing up his flourishing bow with small wave of his claw. Tsunya was slightly mesmerized, but broke out of her trance as she felt the familiar touch of her father's claw against her spine.

"I'm sure you can already smell it," the drake said to the avian with a wry smile, "and I don't think you are unintelligent enough to misunderstand why we are here." The gryphon nodded slowly, his tail flicking around a little quicker, a small smile evident on his curved beak. Tsunya looked up at her father, confused by what he had said.

"Smell what, dad?" she asked, sniffing the air. She couldn't smell anything except the rich smell of polished wood and fine leather. Tatsuri chuckled a little and turned to look out the window, gazing out over the city with a pleased expression upon his features. Everything had gone according to plan. As the young dragoness looked back, she could see the big bird hadn't taken his eyes off of her, either. She blushed a little, but held her gaze.

"Oh don't worry, sweety," the dragon responded with a reassuring smile, turning back to face his daughter once more, "Vas is here to help me out with a little teaching." Tsunya looked more confused, but suddenly stamped her foot on the ground.

"Awww dad..." she groaned, "school's closed, can't I just have a day off learning? I thought coming to your work would be fun." The black dragon raised a claw and she fell silent, watching him as he took a step towards her.

"This isn't any regular subject," the dragon explained, seeing the brown gryphon shift in nervous anticipation, "since you're getting to be a big girl now, we're going to teach you some things that school cannot. Things that will get you ahead in life, especially for one as beautiful as you." Tsunya blushed at being called beautiful in front of the brown gryphon, whose eyes she could feel watching over her. She was curious to know what they were going to show her, and her previous complaints seemed rather foolish. Her father was going to trust her with some new knowledge, something important, and she had to do her best.

"Vas'ken," the black dragon said firmly, earning the gaze of the gryphon, "why don't you explain to my daughter here how you earned your place here as my assistant?"

"By being the best there is!" He announced, proudly puffing out his chest. The dubious look the black dragon gave his companion made him deflate slightly with a cheeky grin. "You disagree?" The older drake raised an eye ridge in consideration.

"No, I suppose I've never found a beak that can work magic likes yours in all my years." Tsunya blinked as the two conversed so casually.

"Perhaps I should just demonstrate?" Offered the feathered male with an almost hopeful swish of his tail. Tatsuri rumbled, seemingly quite pleased by the suggestion.

The big bird didn't even need a direct answer, that look of desire was something he'd seen often enough. His hefty form sauntered toward the big drake, feather tips grazing against his daughter lightly in passing while firmly rubbing his plumage against the massive male instead. Her slender snout shifted from one side to the other, intensely curious now, leaning forward as the dark brown gryphon curled around her father some and leaned his head down between those large hinds.

The wink he gave her caught the young lady off guard but what he did next puzzled her even more. Holding his head at just the right angle, the feathered feline extended his tongue and grazed it across the elder drake's genital slit. The motion was so casual and fluid that it came across as entirely natural; perverse as it might be, sitting there in front of the glass wall. A second stroke was rewarded with a large black paw coming to rest on the back of his neck, gently caressing the rich chocolate brown feathers.

The beak slid up from bottom to top only, allowing him to add a soft pressure from the curve of his beak and, by the third stroke, young Tsunya witnessed the effects it had on her father. It wasn't the first time she'd seen his penis of course, unclothed ferals hardly let such matters bother them, but it was the first time she'd seen it grow like that. Whatever the gryphon was doing seemed to affect the business drake quite a bit, warm blood making the nub of juicy red flesh expand and extend slowly.

Like an early bird catching its worm, the feathered male tilted his head slightly and gently clasped his executive's erection with the side of his beak and tugged gently, massaging the tip with his tongue. With less and less reluctance, the spire continued to grow right in front of his daughter's wide purples eyes as the hefty breeding flesh was brought to full mast.

Vas'ken's ducked his head beneath that stiff drakehood for a moment, rubbing his nares against the moist rod. Tsunya simply thought it was done for the same reason as all his other actions, but this action in particular was done for entirely selfish reasons; to rub some of that glossy slitslime all over the small feathers that bridged beak to bird. It would taint the air for hours with the potent scent of dragon musk, something he could wear in the office with no one else the wiser.

The sea-green girl didn't quite know what to make of all this, the young thing innocently uneducated in the ways of sex and reproduction. To her this could very well just be a different kind of wing-greeting, albeit one that apparently helped the pretty bird gain his place by her father's side. It certainly roused something in her, something that made butterflies in her belly though she had no idea why. Vas just continued his 'greeting', as nonchalant about gently squeezing the stiff, dripping log of dragonmeat between his beak as he was getting a cup of coffee.

Tsunya watched the act displayed before her with a tilted head, unsure what to make of this strange new concept. She hadn't ever witnessed anything of the sort; what was this gryphon doing to her father?

"It doesn't... look very fun," she said skeptically, earning a lopsided grin from the gryphon, relinquishing that thick organ from his beak. Her warm purple eyes stared at the size of her father's shaft as it swung freely, easily over one and a half feet long and many inches thick. A clear drooling of some kind of liquid dribbled from the tip, the gryphon giving it a quick lick to swallow the provided liquid.

"Nonsense," Tatsuri chuckled, gesturing to the gryphon beneath him, "this is an important skill you must learn if you want to show a male how much you appreciate him. Think of it like... a way of showing your gratitude." The young girl nodded hesitantly, still apprehensive about the whole idea. It seemed awfully intrusive...

"Why is he doing it then?" she asked, gesturing to the male gryphon, who gave a somewhat embarrassed squawk.

"Because..." the brown avian responded quickly, "I... uh... it's also a good skill for some males who are talented enough to do it." He threw a quick glance to his boss, meeting eyes as the black drake gave an almost imperceptible nod.

"That's why he's my assistant," her father added with a business-like nod, "because he was willing to go the extra mile to do this extra-special job for me." Tsunya seemed somewhat unconvinced, and the gryphon quickly stepped in.

"Here," the big bird gestured in a friendly manner, "come here and I'll show you." The young dragoness looked to her father, seeing him nod, and she slowly moved forward and lowered her head until she was mere inches away from his thick maleness. The gryphon nuzzled it with his beak, showing that he wasn't at all worried about coming into contact with such a thing.

"It feels really nice when someone does this," the feathery male explained, "so when you get good at it, it really helps your father unwind after a long day at work. Don't you want to make your dad happy? This is the best way to do it." Tsunya nodded, drinking in the sly avian's words. Tatsuri chuckled inwardly; this was one of his best ideas yet.

"Now," the gryphon continued, "you can't go telling anyone about this. It's our little secret... you'd hate for everyone else to find out and get ahead of you, wouldn't you? This is why your dad is the big boss around here, because he got ahead of everyone else." Tsunya nodded again, smiling a little as her nose picked up on the rich, overpowering musk of her sire's masculinity. Reaching up, Vas'ken took the dragon's erection in his claw, lifting it back up and pressing a soft lick over the slimy tip.

"It tastes great too," the gryphon said with a smile, "would you like to watch me some more, or do you think you can figure it out?"

The beaked male could see the uncertain apprehension on her young face, not discontent but more like worry; she didn't want to fail and disappoint either of them. She might be the daughter of the most important drake in all the land but Tatsuri was the most important drake. She certainly wanted to ask for help but, at the same time, didn't want to seem like she couldn't handle it. Vas hid the coy grin that threatened spread across his beak behind his words, saving the poor girl from herself.

"I know it can be a little intimidating at first but why don't we start with something easy. Here-" He offered, cradling that sensitive mast of dragon meat with one paw and taking one of hers with the other, bringing it up slowly but reassuringly up to the base.

Tsunya blushed slightly as her paw made contact with the warm, moist skin of her father even though she wasn't sure why. She let the big bird lead, guiding her paw up along the flank of that fat flesh, the slick moisture collecting between her talons. The little girl could feel an unexpected warmth radiating from her father's arousal. It was amazing how easy the crimson rod responded to her touch too. A light brush here or stroke following the contours of that hefty shaft would make it twitch or jerk in response. She was intrigued.

Vas'ken could see it in her features and gryphon grinned just a touch at the corner of his beak. "There now, thats not so bad right?" He purred softly. "One of the most basic ways is just to rub with your paws but if you really want to get results you'll have to use more than just paws." He had her attention though her eyes were still locked on her father's shaft.

Tatsuri simply sat there on his haunches, watching the two of them rather silently, both amused and intensely interested. Things were going far more smoothly than he had anticipated, Vas'ken's presence seemed to smooth the transition- he'd have to show his appreciation for the gryphon's assistance later. For now, the simple, smooth caress of his daughter's paw was enough to make him swell with suppressed excitement.

"You'll have to pay close attention though," He spoke, as if he didn't already have her undivided attention. "since its going to be a little different when you have teeth." Tsunya blinked, what did that mean?

"You need to be careful," Vas'ken explained, "your father wouldn't be very happy if you accidentally scraped him with your teeth. Males are very sensitive there... so make sure you're nice and gentle." The gryphon leaned in and took the thick member from her claw and gave a small wink to the powerful black drake above. Despite being his closest friend, the brown bird also knew his place, and knew that the big black still expected the very best from him. It hadn't taken much for him to figure out the CEO's plans, but he knew that allowing him to assist was a great show of trust from the powerful dragon.

"Just like licking a treat," the gryphon purred, extending his long tongue and swiping it from the base of that heated organ to the very tip. He stopped there and swirled around it a few times, using that flexible tongue to scoop up little oozings of his boss' pre-cum. He'd never really considered being gay before meeting Tatsuri, things had just kind of... worked out that way. Only a month after joining the job, the bulky male had cornered him in a conference room and... well, had his way with the poor brown bird. It didn't take long for the gryphon to realize how far it would get him in his career... and how much he would come to love it. It was all familiar routine now; being called to the office, the door locking behind him, having his muzzle and his tight avian rump used as the big black pleased. Not a day went by at work anymore without lashings of dragon semen coating the insides of his intestines.

This time was different, however. This time, the powerful male had brought his daughter along, and the gryphon knew that the dominant dragon wanted to mount her himself. He wondered if he would be allowed a turn inside such a lovely female...

"When you feel confident, you can even take it all the way in," Vas explained, opening his beak and allowing the thick log of breeding flesh to slide in between it, his tongue curling around hungrily to suckle and slurp over that succulent rod. Tsunya watched in fascination, feeling a little jealous as she saw her father's breathing increase and his expression change to one of satisfaction. She didn't like the idea of this gryphon being better at making her dad happy than she did. She wanted to try it.

"I want to try!" she demanded, earning a small smile from the gryphon. He eased the meaty shaft from his beak, the entire length now coated in a pungent combination of pre-cum, saliva and vent-slime.

The large avian gave up her father's drakehood with ease, after all, he'd been tasting that healthy girth for years now- seemed only fair to give the young lady a go at it. Her young snout neared the hefty shaft, pausing a moment, unsure of the thick glob of mingled fluid that collected and rolled off the tip. Vas'ken let it pass without incident, the cleaning crew that managed his boss's office was specially picked to handle scents and stains that might otherwise cause rumors so there was little need to be conservative.

That strong male paw held the elder drake's arousal out at an easily accessible angle, the young teen giving it a sniff or two before parting her lips and extending her tongue. Her inexperience couldn't be more obvious to the watchful gryphon as that brazen forked tongue slathered around the underside, rubbing across it like one might a popsicle. She quickly realized it was no sweet treat. The grin on his beak broadened at her reaction.

"You needn't try so hard my dear, slide your tongue across the surface. Let the sensation soak in slowly, you'll feel the difference if you just relax." Tsunya emitted a soft huff, more annoyed with herself than the gryphon giving her advice. She wouldn't admit she needed the advice but she was inwardly appreciative.

Her second try seemed far more successful, the sea-green dragoness using a much slower and far more sensual stroke across the surface of that healthy red rod. She was far from a match to what the big bird could do with his tongue but the dirty pleasure of knowing it was the tongue of his own daughter seemed to offset the lack of skill she had. The onyx male took a deep breath, held it in and let it out in a long pleased exhale.

"Wonderfully performed baby girl." Rumbled the scaled male, his paw coming down to scritch and pet the back of her neck gently.

Tsunya couldn't help but feel a flush of pride at the praise, her tail swishing slightly like a happy hatchling. Emboldened by her success the pretty lady slipped a little further forward, deciding she'd try the other thing her gryphon mentor had suggested. When her lips met her father's cocktip, a little gooey bead of precum forced its way from the tip. With her tongue otherwise occupied, it simply collected and oozed down her chin leaving a string of white on her rather pristine hide.

"Do you feel the change yet?" Queried the brown bird, his sharp eyes watching her every move.

It was hard to tell what was supposed to change but... something was different, it was almost a craving. Like when she was really hungry for something in particular only... perhaps it was a hunger for something she'd never had before? She gave a slight nod as her jaw parted to take her father inside.

"Remember the teeth." He added casually, not wanting to be overbearing while still guiding the young female on the correct path. With a simple correction, the pretty hen wrapped her lips around the head of his shaft, getting her first real experience with a male's cock.

Ensuring her teeth remained well out of reach of that soft, ridged maleness, Tsunya allowed her tongue to do the bulk of the work. With the tip of her sire's erection resting in her muzzle, she could now taste him properly. There were flavors she didn't recognize, and the tinge of saliva left from the gryphon's beak, but she didn't find them offensive. In fact, as she curled her tongue a bit more around the thick piece of meat in front of her, she felt somewhat eager to get more of it.

"Nice and easy," the avian purred from her side, his head mere inches from her own as she opened her maw a bit wider. Tatsuri remained dead still; there was no point in trying to thrust into such an inexperienced mouth, and he didn't want to put his little girl off before she was truly his in every way. It was tempting however, and the black drake shuddered a little as that silky smooth tongue swirled around the underside of his breeding organ. She did her best to concentrate on the task; such things were not second nature to her like they were the brown-feathered bird, and she had to constantly remember her sharp teeth. Still, she began to indulge in the sensations, her father's soft, pleasured breathing audible above her and it made her swell with pride as she knew she was the one causing it.

"You can take a little more," Vas'ken encouraged, allowing his claw to drift away from supporting that hefty shaft. With the weight returning to the mighty tool, it began to slip away from her muzzle, causing the dragoness to quickly reach up with her paw. Holding her father's heated spire in place, she quickly slid her muzzle forward and took another two inches of the drooling length inside her. A splurt of pre-cum dribbled across her tongue, and she swallowed reflexively, feeling the gooey liquid slide down her throat.

"Ohhh... yesss..." Tatsuri groaned, feeling more of his daughter's supple tongue caressing his achingly-stiff cock within the warm confines of her muzzle. The combined pressure of her gently suckling lips combined with the long, dutiful swipes of her succulent tongue were enough to have the big male closing his eyes and grunting with the intensity of it all. He may not be getting a good, skillful blowjob like his assistant could provide, but he was completely in control. He had his own flesh and blood between his legs, sucking his cock just like her mother had, and with her completely unaware as to how taboo the act was. Vas'ken watched on with glee; his boss had always known how to bring out the dirty bird in him.

"Here," Vas said quietly, leaning around to gently place a kiss on the older dragon's shaft, "before I teach you how to take more of your dad, why don't we share for a bit?"

Tsunya was rather reluctant to give up her treat after so short an indulgence but the prospect of taking more of that heavy flesh into her maw was enough to bring her back and off the tip. Her pretty, angular muzzle turned toward her new feathered friend with a curious gesture, a bit of cummy drool stringing between her lips and her father's shaft before it broke and clung to her chin. She didn't really want to share and the message was written on her face as plain as day. Vas grinned from ear to ear for a moment, giving a sideways glance at the dubious face of his employer.

"You can imagine how good one tongue feels-" He thrummed, sliding the back of a talon up under the curve of her chin to collect the bead of seed fluids and brought it to his beak to suckle clean. "-so you can imagine how two must feel."

The feathered feline didn't wait for her to figure out what what he was talking about, he simply extended his neck out with beak open and glazed his smooth avian tongue along one side all the way from base to tip. The sensual act was arousing to all three though only the two males understood how and why. The brown bird left plenty of room for her to join him, breathing hot moist air over that stimulated length.

Wide violet eyes swirled with excitement she didn't truly understand but her hormone driven blood circulated more readily as her heartbeat quickened just slightly. Again her father's flesh was treated as a treat rather than an object of respect but the young girl meshed into a series of sensuous caresses much more readily this time. The massive black male took a deep breath with a resonating growl of delight, arching himself back some to give the two heads more room to work on his dripping spire.

What Vas'ken did, Tsunya emulated. A slow draw along one side was echoed shortly on the other, a smooth caress rubbing his beak was followed by a similar maneuver by the teenage feral fem. What she learned the young lady put to good use and within short order the two were working in concert to pleasure the elder drake. While he might wrap his beak around the tip and give a delightful little suckle, she would nose along the underside, sniffing, licking and kissing the fat bulge of his cum-delivering vein.

She had no idea how much her actions were affecting her sire. Certainly his panting huffs of delight created an aura of satisfaction but, having never witnessed a male orgasm before, the build up of murrfully scented goo oozing from his tip meant little more than a stream of delightful fluid. She bathed in it. The thick stuff clung to her snout wherever it touched, tainting her every breath with the powerful musk of her papa. Vas'ken let her indulge; after all, this was her first time.

Tatsuri was impressed; the gryphon was proving he was worth the pay every moment he remained between his legs. The sensation of two warm, eager tongues and mouths trending to his most base need was more than the black male had bargained for. His body was on fire; with both his most trusted employee and his own daughter slurping and savoring his pride, he had never felt so alive, so in control.

"Mmmph... that's the stuff," he grunted in a low tone, knowing that he had to show his little girl some appreciation for her work. He watched as the two bodies under him shifted and wriggled as their unseen heads tended to his relatively large maleness. Whilst Tsunya hungrily lapped at her sire's breeding organ with a carefree, happy smile on her muzzle, the gryphon's eyes narrowed. His sensitive ears picked up the subtle changes in his boss' breathing, and knew what those deeper huffs were signalling.

"Here," the gryphon said gently, sliding his head back and allowing the young dragoness the entire length to herself, "why don't you show me what you can do. I'm sure your father is so very close to finishing up... you should be the one to show him how much you care about his happiness." Tatsuri rumbled in agreement, and the green-scaled fem blushed a little. She'd never known about this little feature males had between their legs; sure, she'd seen it, but had passed it off as something akin to a tail: just another body part. Now that the hot, leaking, crimson spire stood proudly between her dad's legs, she knew more than anything that if he enjoyed it so much, she would do her very best to show him how much she loved him.

With the brown bird out of the way, she now had him all back to herself.

"Now," Vas'ken whispered from the sidelines, "keep watching those teeth, and use your tongue to guide him right down into your gullet. In the same way you swallow your food... it feels better than anything to a male to feel a nice, soft throat gripping them." She nodded, eyeing the length with an eager expression. She didn't want to let him down. Seizing a stroke of inspiration, the gryphon leaned in to her ear and whispered to her even quieter.

"I can't even do that myself," he told her sensually, "the beak makes it too hard. Imagine how impressed he'll be if you prove you can... I bet he'd reward you with anything you wanted when you get home tonight."

The onyx drake thrummed in delight. What Vas had claimed was as untrue as why her school had been closed this week. She didn't need to know he'd had the school closed any more than she needed to know how often he'd stretched that feathered throat lewedly around his cockflesh. All she needed to know was how much it would please her father to feel that supple feminine throat take the gryphon's place this time.

Tatsuri watched with bated breath as his little girl scooted up a little closer and delicately cradled her father's massive wet erection with both paws. The tip slid in with ease, lips pursed protectively around her teeth to create a soft slippery cushion as she fed him into her long wet muzzle one inch at a time. They both watched her, one soaking in the pleasure of the act while the other provided encouragement and advice.

She looked so adorably innocent and yet so deliciously dirty, sucking on her father's cock without a care in the world. It was a striking contrast to the experienced, devious bird sitting beside her, watching mere inches away as that glossy length disappeared from view with his own hard red arousal still neatly hidden from her view. Tatsuri had caught glimpses of it here and there; the dirty bird always got painfully hard sucking his boss off but he'd been quite careful not to let it distract his daughter from the task at paw.

"Just like swallowing something whole. If you stretch your tongue out over your teeth it might be easier." Or at least give that fat log of flesh a straight shot, he thought with a slight grin, carefully keeping up the facade.

She went along with the suggestion without a second thought. Lips parted just enough to let the young girl stretch her tongue out, fully exposing the hot wet core of her throat to the drooling, aching shaft. Vas'ken was almost as eager as her father, his beak ducking down low to give him a good angle on all the action. He knew well the size and shape of that tree trunk Tatsuri called a penis, knew what it felt like to have it stuffed down his crop and have a reptilian paw rubbing the bulge it made in his throat but he never had the pleasure of seeing what it looked like on the outside.

But as the tip nestled against the tight ring of her throat, he was soon to find out. One paw slipped away leaving only one to hold that massive spire in place as she continued to feed it in bit by bit. She didn't typically swallow things this large but her body was built to handle such extremes so the young teen, driven by the idea of being the first to deepthroat her father, let him in. Her dangling tongue drooled with a mixture of cummy juices and saliva as the pretty little girl buried her snout into her sire's crotch.

Her paw spread flat against his lower regions, rubbing her nose into that warm rich-scented area with a soft murmur. The sound was muffled what with having her mouth full of dragonmeat but the deep groan of heavenly satisfaction that rolled from her dad's lips was unmistakable. Her tail wagged, there couldn't have been a more happy girl in all the world at that moment. The drizzling stream of pre leaking down her throat cause the green-scaled fem to swallow instinctually.

The maneuver was ineffectual at moving the like of seedy fluid but it did seem to have a lively effect on the big drake. His panting huffs and trembling shivers became more energetic the more things she did to him and, at Vas' suggestion, she began carefully adding tongue strokes and suckling caresses to the list of ways she pleasured her father.

The onyx male was holding back, drawing out the moment as long as he could manage. He wanted her but she would never be this naive, never be this innocent again and he wanted her for every ounce of pleasure she could squeeze from his bare flesh. The brown bird knew all of it, purposefully directing her away from what he knew would get his boss off. For once in as long as he could remember, the feathered male had some measure of control in their sexual encounter- as minor as it might be...

Again and again the enthusiastic young teen pushed against her father's groin, trying to force as much of that delectable flesh down her throat as physically possible. Equating her fathers enjoyment linearly to the depth in which she had him buried in her gullet, the innocent little dragon breathed heavily through her nose in order to keep that oversized appendage wedged in her throat.

"Perfect," the brown gryphon breathed, lifting his claw ever so slowly and placing it against the dragoness' bulging throat. Using delicate motions he stroked over the girl's neck, his eyes wide as he admired the sight of his boss' familiar breeding tool buried deep inside of his own flesh and blood. He gave the incredible bulge another affectionate stroke before withdrawing his claw and stepping back. He knew what would come next, and expected there to be quite a 'radius' of effect, so to speak. Tsunya hardly noticed, her eyes fixed onto the onxy-black scales above, her nose nestled neatly into the crook of his groin.

Tatsuri's feral musk was overwhelming; even his own daughter, used to his regular scent for her entire life, found it difficult to maintain a clear head when inhaling such potent odors. The tip of that thick length continued to dribble warm pre-seed directly into her stomach with no barriers in the way between them. The big drake huffed and grunted and groaned in pleasure and in many ways, the indulgence of power and control, as he fell more and more into the taboo act of engaging in sexual activity with his own little girl.

"Oh yes..." he moaned, earning a small but subtle wag of the tail from the female below, "incredible..." Spurred on by the small-yet-encouraging words of pleasure from her father, Tsunya kept up her efforts. She had no idea when her father would be 'finished', but she somewhat hoped it wouldn't be too much longer. No matter how much she was loving this newfound method of showing love and thanks to a male, she couldn't deny the soreness her inexperienced young muzzle was beginning to feel.

"Almost... there... baby girl," huffed the powerful drake, feeling his whole body tingling in anticipation of a much-craved release. Tsunya doubled her efforts, sucking that hot cock with every little bit of skill she had learned during her first oral performance.

The large drake didn't chance gripping her head and giving thrusts but his hips did rock slightly, rubbing that long log of flesh along her slick slippery walls with barely contained enthusiasm. She could feel the stream of fluid, amazed at how much he produced. His soft hiss and tense reaction made her anxious, looking up the curve of his belly with those adorable purple eyes, so young and innocent. She had no idea how much the sight of her cute little muzzle buried in her father's crotch aroused him. She'd find out soon enough though.

He couldn't hold back any longer and placed a paw on the back of her neck. He didn't hold or restrict, just helped... encourage his little girl to bury her face in his crotch one last time. The first thick wave of sperm shot down her throat with enough force that Vas'ken could see the slight bulge it made. It was only there for half a heartbeat before being forced against the roof of her throat in a glorious spray and disappeared down with the rest of that seedy fluid. The feathered male grinned impishly to himself, quite aware of what that felt like.

Only to Tsunya, it was her first and very unexpected experience. The hot wet spear of cum tapered off only to have a second well up from out of nowhere and splatter over her inner walls with a curling spray of hot liquid lust. She tried to swallow but with no effect as a third rich welt of seed splashed her walls. The soft open-muzzled groan of delight from her father was self evident of his enjoyment but she didn't quite understand what was going on.

Her long angular muzzle pulled back, the wet shlurp of that thick drakehood evacuating her squeezing throat managed to make Tatsuri grit his teeth in unexpected pleasure leaving a thick trail of seedy fluid in its wake. Twice more the hot pulses of cum laced that young innocent maw, flooding her senses with the virile flavor of male. It would take her mind too long to realize how good it felt to have those sticky splurts splattering against the roof of her maw. Instead the next smacked her across the lip.

Her father's essence clung to her hide as two more, milked out by the paw on her head moving to his shaft instead, hit her muzzle and lips. She shied away, closing one eye as the big drake bathed his daughter with his ripe, virile scent. Vas grinned wide, tail fanning in a pleased arch, enjoying being an outside observer for once as the little girl dripped with her sire's dirty incestuous lust. The pearlescent fluid oozed off her lips, collecting at her chin and dripped to the ground in long strands of semen. He watched her throat swallow, really swallow for the first time, saw the slowness and hesitation as she realized just how good that felt.

Tatsuri, on the other paw, was enjoying a delicious afterglow. His assistant's beak could give him far better physical stimulus but nothing Vas could do would bring out as much mental delight as seeing that pretty green muzzle drinking down his cum. He rumbled and relaxed, slumping a little as his glossy red rod drizzled the last of his excitement out onto the floor.

Tsunya pulled back, somewhat stunned at what had just been squirted from her father's slimy drakehood and all over her young muzzle. Tatsuri's deep eyes watched her with a loving expression, hiding his quivering lust deep within. The sight of her scales, her teeth, that silky little tongue, all coated in a fresh helping of his semen, made the business-dragon happier than he'd felt in years. A smile tugged at his lips as he saw the puzzled expression on her features, and he glanced over to the observing gryphon. A quick nod passed between them, and the manipulative bird was quickly back at her side, ever the sneaky friend to the unsuspecting dragoness.

"There there," he encouraged, seeing her soft purple eyes turn to meet his own with a somewhat worried look, "nothing to be afraid of." She was sitting back on her haunches, long, gooey strands of ejaculate still hanging from her lips. The avian knew it was his time to shine; his silver tongue had earned him his place in the office, and he would continue to use it to press his advantage and earn favor with his boss. Maybe, if he was good enough, the big drake would reward him... oh how he wanted to indulge in the dragon's daughter!

"Have a good taste," he told her in a low voice, "that there is what we call semen. Only males can produce it, and it only ever comes out when you've given enough pleasure to your father." She looked at him, a little confused, and Vas'ken inwardly sighed.

"It means you did an amazing job," he praised with a sly smirk, whispering, "you made your father so happy he rewarded you with a big amount of semen. Think of it like your dad's happiness... in liquid form. Don't let any go to waste, it's a reward... a treat for your efforts." Her eyes widened a little, and the big gryphon breathed a little in relief. She'd bought it. Tsunya sat back, taking the chance to quickly lash out her tongue and scoop up the rest she could reach. Drawing the milky spunk into her muzzle, she gently swirled it around like she would a treat, savoring every last bit of this 'happiness' her father had given her. Glancing up at him he gave her a small smile and a warm nod, and she flushed with glee.

Both males watched on in perverted arousal as the innocent little dragoness coated every inch of her maw with gloopy, fertile male essence, her smile widening as she realized how delicious it was. There was so much flavor, and something about the pearlescent mess made her feel a warmth at her very core. Swallowing slowly, two sets of male eyes watched the bulge in her throat travel down slowly. Tatsuri couldn't help but smile; his fertile lust now resided in one of the two places he had wanted to unload it.

"You've done very well," the big black rumbled affectionately, "I haven't felt this good for quite some time. I'm so proud of you sweetheart."

Like any child, the sea green dragoness was tickled at her father's praise. It didn't seem all that hard and part of her certainly felt she could do better. She leaned in and slid her tongue along the bare, soaked skin of her sire's beaming red shaft as she started up once more. The soft tense hiss that escaped the black muzzle puzzled her but Vas stepped in quickly again before she got too worked up to try again.

"Oh, you may have to let your dad relax for a few minutes, its a rather exhausting and... tender affair for a male to give you such a concentrated amount of affection." He couldn't help but grin slightly at the slight hint of disappointment on her muzzle but she relented, resting there on her rump with that cute cum-scented muzzle staring at her father's rod.

With the climactic scene over and all the action through, little Tsunya looked to be becoming bored. Not intensely so but undoubtedly the itch between her legs was hard to resist- moreso now without the distraction of innocently sucking on the same cock that had put life in her mother's belly. An idea came to mind and the feathered male pounced on it.

"There are a lot of different ways you can make your father happy too." He smiled, seeing the young hen perk up adorably with curiosity. He had her... mostly... undivided attention now. "Would you like to learn how?" He queried, purposefully teasing her with his words.

"Yes please!" So eager to dive into the carnal world of sex yes so innocent and so polite. Vas was envious of his boss but didn't allow that jealousy to influence his actions. Where else would one get to, not only watch, but interact with such a dirty little scene?

"Alright, why don't I show you some new tricks while we wait for your father to recover." The onyx-scaled male raised an eye ridge with a playfully dubious look. Vas'kin pretended not to notice as he led the young hen over toward CEO's desk.

Made of solid redwood, the desk was made especially thick withstand the daily use and abuse of even a feral dragon. The designers had no idea that the reinforcements had... other useful applications as well.The feathered feline knew the shape and contours possibly better than even Tatsuri did, having been bent over it more times than he could count. He led the little girl behind the desk and had her stop while he circled around.

"There now, sprawl out on top." She gave him an uncertain look, glancing back at her father who just judged his head in agreement at his second's order. "Don't worry, no one's going to laugh or make fun of you here my dear, your learning adult things and if any of your school mates knew how adult it was they'd probably all be doing it." He chirped cheerfully, amazed at how easily such dirty thoughts rolled off his tongue.

With the big black watching from the sidelines, the brown gryphon smiled inwardly; perhaps he would be able to indulge in a few pleasures of his own. As the green dragoness slowly climbed up onto the desk and rolled over onto her back, Vas'ken pondered the ways in which he could satisfy his own needs. Although she hadn't spotted it yet, the gryphon's huge, swaying cock was quite visible to the elder drake.

"Now listen up closely," the gryphon purred into her ear, keeping the ever-friendly smile plastered on his beak while on the inside he grinned deviously. She perked up, listening in intently to the avian's words.

"Inside you father, all that semen you have in your belly now was stored inside of a place called his 'balls'. Now remember, it's important you never tell anyone these secrets, alright? Good. Now, these balls are constantly filling up with more and more of this liquid. It's a slow process, but eventually there's going to be too much. So that's where you come in, Tsunya. You see, it's important that your father's balls are emptied regularly, otherwise it could make him rather grumpy. Do you ever notice those days he comes home from work and is a little bit grumpy, my dear? Yes, that's because he's struggling with over-filled balls. I do my best to help him keep them empty, but such a powerful drake like your dad produces quite a lot. So it's important that you help us out now that you're a big girl; it's a big responsibility to keep your dad's balls empty." He could see those purple eyes drinking up every word, that tricky avian tongue pressing silky words into her ears.

"So, do you think you can handle such a job?" the gryphon said with a dismissive wave, "I mean, maybe you're not quite ready yet... I'm sure your dad wouldn't mind. After all, you're a little small..."

"Yes," she growled, baring her teeth at the gryphon, "yes, I can handle it. I'm not a little hatchling anymore. I would do anything for my dad." The gryphon blinked in surprise at the outburst, and then quickly leaned in and whispered in her ear. Tatsuri's eyes narrowed; he couldn't hear the words. A minute passed, and then suddenly Tsunya looked up and beckoned her father other with a smile. He approached suspiciously, looking at Vas'ken with a critical glare. The brown bird only smiled back, and Tsunya looked up at her father with a wide, innocent smile.

"I want to prove to you I'm an adult now, dad," she spoke firmly, "I want you to empty your balls inside my body, and to carry your semen inside me where it belongs. You won't ever have to be grumpy again, I promise." She glanced at Vas'ken, who whispered another few words into her ear.

"I love you dad," she said with a smile, blushing a little, "I want you to cum in me whenever you want... and Vas'ken, too!" She added the last three words without the encouragement of the gryphon, who blinked and looked up at his boss awkwardly.

What had started as a slight smirk at the corner of that big black snout stretched rapidly across the older drake's muzzle at his little girl's words. He knew she didn't fully understand what she was saying but the fact that she'd included his gryphon in her admission truly accented her naivety. His eyes grazed over the unexpecting floof with a knowing glance before shifting back to his daughter.

"Thats the most grown up thing I've ever heard you say my dear and I would very much like to give that responsibility to you as well." His paw roved over her hind leg sliding along her inner thigh a little as he spoke, feeling the young, smooth, unblemished body beneath his talons. "Not quite yet though." He added, smiling reassuringly at her playful pouting face. "Soon love. In the meantime," He lifted a paw and gestured at the big bird who immediately perked up slightly. "why don't you show Vas how much you appreciate all of his help mm?"

The earthly gryph was both excited and slightly apprehensive. Certainly there was part of him that had wanted to bend her over and find out what that tight young body felt like the moment he'd laid eyes on her. But then again, this was the bosses daughter... Still, the rumble of agreement that reverberated from that pretty green snout was encouraging. With one last look at the large black to get a final 'ok', he relaxed, sitting back on his haunches to reveal the striking stiff red shaft between his legs.

"You remember those 'balls' I was telling you about earlier?" He rumbled, shifting from sitting to standing, stretching his forepaws out to grip the edge of the desk her neck was dangling off of. "Sometimes they're on the outside too." He said with a coy grin.

Lifting a hind leg and tightening his muscles, the horny bird dew his thick wet cock up against his belly, exposing the furred testicles blatantly before her nose. The young dragoness stretched herself out some, sniffing and peering at the new anatomy with insatiable but cautious curiosity.

"Can I touch it?" Vas'ken couldn't help the soft tremble of anticipation at her innocent question.

"Oh yes dear, just be gentle. They're just sensitive in different ways." He replied in kind.

She was halfway upside down from this new sac of delight but that didn't dull the experience for either participant in the least. His foreclaws squeezed the edge of the desk as that dainty draconic tongue slid across their surface, moistening the hot, heavy cum-filled container with an almost ticklish delicacy. The healthy bird was easily as virile as the drake that had so recently painted that pretty muzzle white not so long ago but had less outlets to... fill his needs with.

The brown bird took a deep breath, fluffing his feathers as she slathered her tongue across his sheath as well, letting it out in a slow exhale while they fell back into place. Her every breath was perfumed with the rich musk of male gryphon, different but no less exciting to the young fertile hen. The causal strokes along her hips and thighs helped spread the good feeling through her loins while the great drake watched his daughter's pussy lips moisten with a sensation she didn't fully understand.

Curling her tongue under and rubbing her lips across his bare flesh felt even better than when she'd done it to her father. She couldn't like making Vas'ken feel good more than her dad could she? Tsunya didn't dwell on it, chalking it up to becoming better experienced. It was certainly true, even after so short a period there was a marked improvement in her abilities- at least until she reached his tip.

"Oh, right." He chuckled, glancing down his belly at her. "Thats another difference between your dad'n me. They might prick a little but they're not bad once you get them wet." He advised, the inexperienced lady entirely unused to a barbed cock. "Every male's a little different." The feathered feline finished with a slight wink, watching a glob of precum drizzle over her lips.

Tsunya continued to lick over that engorged length, taking the tip into her muzzle as she did so. She knew the routine now; nice and deep was the way to win the 'game'. Her tongue never ceased its work, curling around and slathering that beautiful avian spire with lashing of dragon saliva. She adored those soft caresses her sire bestowed upon her inner thighs, the tingling in her lower regions a little distracting, although she had no idea of what was happening to her.

As more and more of that barbed shaft disappeared into her hungry gullet, her vision reduced to admiring those hefty testicles and swaying scrotum, Vas'ken found himself staring eye-to-eye with his scaly boss. With the young dragoness distracted by the very delicious breeding organ within her maw, the big black leaned in and pressed his muzzle to the gryphon's ear in a low whisper.

"Your reward," he spoke in the quietest voice, "for my employee of the year." Vas'ken nodded fractionally, feeling his nares flush with heat. He moaned a little as another inch of his maleness was swallowed by that delectably silky muzzle below, and the drake smiled in amusement. It was such a surreal scene; a dragoness between his legs, and her father leaning over him about to...

The brown gryphon blinked as those black-scaled lips pressed against his beak, his entire body flushing this time as he was kissed by the older drake. He didn't make a single sound, letting Tatsuri do as he wished while his daughter began to give him entrance to her throat. He moaned loudly this time as her throat rippled around that crimson length, drawing thick globs of pre-cum deep into her belly to mingle with the mass of gooey spunk deposited by her sire.

"And that," the CEO whispered, "is for everything else." The brown bird didn't know what to say, looking down with evident embarrassment. He had never known the drake ever held any affection for him... he'd always submitted to the dragon's wishes regardless. With the combination of that sexy dragoness deepthroating him all the way down to his furred sheath, and the feeling of that kiss still burning on his beak, he simply relaxed and tried not to work himself up too much. Not that the big drake would let him.

"I'm going to make my little girl more pregnant than her mother," Tatsuri breathed softly, "and I would not be bothered if some of those eggs didn't hatch as dragons, am I understood?"

The brown bird nodded numbly. Certainly he'd had his own secret ego-driven desire to see this little green girl bear him some feathered chicks but he hadn't actually expected it to happen... His toes curled slightly in pleasure as she felt those soft draconic lips roll up over the edge of his unflared knot and purse tightly at the edge of his furry sheath. His entire body was more tense than he realized until, with a shivering exhale, he let the exertion drain from his body and into his bosses daughter.

A healthy stream of precum flowed down her throat, pooling there for a moment before the young thing gave a heavy swallow. Her muscles tried impossible to drag the log of gryphon meat stuck between her lips further down; instead simply clearing the way for the next gooey donation of preseed he'd give her if she kept it up. After the initial shock wore off, the big gryph found himself even more excited and energized, gently rolling his hips forward to really reach into the lovely hen between his legs.

"I'll bet you're still a little tired from trying this out on your dad huh?" Since it would be rather difficult for the poor girl to respond with several pounds of cock stuffed down her throat, Vas'ken continued without an answer. "Thats alright. I'd like to show you a new technique anyway since you're all stretched out in the perfect position." He purred in anticipatory delight, wobbling side to side slightly to spread his hinds out some. "Girls don't have to do all the work you see."

And with that the smooth chocolatey male slid his hips back. He was careful with the young virgin, not wanting to overdo it on her first time being throat fucked by a barbed gryphon shaft but she took it like a champ. Little by little the glossy red length was drawn from the hot slick warmth of her maw and kissed by the cruel air. He could feel the hot puff of breath tickle his testicles from her excited exhale. The feathered feline gave his sweet little princess a few moments to adjust, swallow and open up again before easing himself forward once more. Without any further instructions, she held her ground and let him inside, the big bird sucking in and holding a deep breath as the ring of pleasure rolled over his length.

Tatsuri couldn't help but smirk at the open beaked look of lust upon his employee's face as he slid home in his daughter again. The big black's arousal had never retreated from view but whatever softness might have occurred after blowing a load down her pretty green muzzle had disappeared while he watching his little girl give her first oral ride. Tatsuri knew quite well what that spear of flesh his bird carried could do when properly motivated and, while it usually showed its firepower in direct result to having the big drake jammed as far as he could under those soft tail feathers, he had little doubt having a cute girl's tongue wrapped around his cock would be just as effective.

Tsunya was somewhat pleased with this new development; having the male do all the work while still bringing the same amount of pleasure was more agreeable to her inexperienced, slightly sore jaw. Despite the foreign nature of the acts being performed upon her, she found herself adoring the taste of the two drooling male shafts she had taken into her maw, and was excited to coax out another big load of semen from the gryphon atop her.

The big bird's claws had dug into the strong desk, his arousal evident as he grunted and groaned, working his thick log of flesh deeper into that sexy young throat. His barbs added extra difficulty, but it seemed the little female was more than capable of handling everything he had to offer. His heavy balls slapped against her nostrils with each thrust now, rubbing that warm, musky avian scent over her face, some of his pre-cum drooling from the corners of her lips. He knew he wasn't the first here; her father would always have first claim to her body, but even the honor of being allowed second place was more than enough to have the brown gryphon smiling gratefully at his employer.

Tatsuri was the picture of happiness; a smile written across his reptilian features as his beautiful daughter's muzzle was nailed by the handsome avian. He was taking more pleasure from this situation than he ever had before with his wonderful employee's tight, well-used tailhole. It felt so good to have such power, such control; here in this office he owned everything, from the expensive furniture to the two other occupants held within. Vas'ken couldn't fool himself, not at all. He may, on paper at least, work for the company, but he knew that his loyalty lay only with the CEO. He wasn't just his boss... no, in many ways the gryphon loved the drake. The trust shown in sharing the impregnation of his fertile daughter showed that Tatsuri felt somewhat the same way, albeit from a more dominant position.

As the gryphon's hips drew back again, thrusting in faster and faster as his orgasm slowly crept up on him, he thought back to all those hours spent in this office. Being in the same position Tsunya now occupied. Being fed that massive dragon cock straight down his gullet. Being fucked relentlessly over the desk, on the floor, on the chair. Wearing load after load of the contents of his bosses balls, and then staying in the private shower for an hour trying to clean it all off and maintain their facade. Sometimes Tatsuri had barely participated: he remembered being called into the office while the big black male had a mountain of paperwork to do. He remembered getting down under that table, wrapping his beak around that stiff length, and giving his boss an enthusiastic blowjob while the drake continued nonchalantly with his paperwork. The only time he stopped was to empty his testicles on the submissive gryphon's face, and then he had been casually dismissed to the showers as the cleaning crew came in moments later.

"Do it," Tatsuri whispered into his ear, "finish inside my daughter's throat, paint her face with your seed... and join my family. I demand it."

The earthly toned bird could feel the feathers on the back of his neck bristle with excitement as he was not only encouraged, but commanded to cum. A hot rush of pleasure drizzled from his avian orbs, drooling across poor Tsunya's tongue as he slid home again, shuddering from tip to tail as he nestled himself balls-deep in that pretty muzzle. He held there, panting, letting the knife edge of his orgasm ebb into something he could better control.

"Mmm, such a good girl." He prrred the praise, rubbing the contours of his twitching flesh just beneath the scales of her throat. She responded by pressurizing her muzzle firmly enough to make the skilled bird hiss and stiffen in delight. "Ooohohoo..." The feathered feline exhaled with a trembling shiver. "Damn your a fast learner." The sea-green dragoness just rumbled with delight. "Think you can handle another load my dear?" He thrummed, paws shifting to brace himself. Her little nod of eager approval was all he needed.

One stroke melted into a second and then a faster third, harder fourth. Everything about his motions was put toward one aim, his mind already soaked in the desire he was letting his body chase after. Having brought himself so close before, it was easy to catch again, his huffing, grunting thrusts held back for a half dozen more hip jerking motions, building his release until...!

Tatsuri witnessed the unbridled release of his employee, he could see the quiver race through those gorgeous feathers, see the tension in those powerful muscles suddenly clench. The great drake could almost feel the bird's intense orgasm as the first splort of thick sticky sperm shot down his daughter's throat. Vas'ken's body rippled with blissful delight as a second and third lance of cum hit the young girl's sore but eager insides, her body instinctively swallowing. The act did little but to draw out even more of the virile gryphon's load.

He certainly could have stayed there buried to the hilt, letting his balls squeeze up tight, rubbing against that proud nose, but there was just enough left in his pleasure addled mind to remember to give her a taste at least. She didn't make it easy on him either, his flared spines and stiff knot held tightly between her sucking lips but he made progress. A quick but gentle withdraw gave him just enough time to spit a strong glob over her tongue before lacing her lips with another spurt.

One wavering avian paw gave a death grip to the side of the desk while the other reached down around his swollen knot, the big bird hissing in beak-gaping pleasure while massaging the last few ropes of seed out over her chin and nose. Her maw remained open wide, catching as much as she could in her sloppy, cum covered muzzle, the copious amounts of pearly white gryphon sperm dripping from every part of that pretty muzzle with a few globs wasted on the side of the desk.

As the moment of intensity faded into a sauna of post-orgasmic heat, the brown gryphon's feathers slowly folded back into place, pleasure glazed eyes peeking open. The first thing he saw was the smirking face of a rock-hard black dragon. Tatsuri's paw cupped and caressed the satisfied bird's head like one might a beloved pet. Sliding under that panting beak, he gave the tip a tender little kiss, whispering soft as a breath;

"Such a good boy." He spoke in mirror to the gryphon's own words.

The gryphon flushed with heat, dipping his head slightly to look at the feral dragoness he had so properly filled. Her upside-down muzzle dripped a steady patter of rich, avian ejaculate onto the luxurious carpet below. Tatsuri's roaming paws massaged the insides of his daughter's rear legs, something which was affecting her but she didn't know how. All she knew is that she didn't want her father to stop while she took the time to savor the meal she had just ingested. Her tongue lashed over her lips, swallowing as much as she could reach of the splatter upon her features.

The big brown bird couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. He had gone from a loyal employee to the drake's very personal assistant in under a year, and now he was being promoted again in a way... as part of their family. It wasn't everyday your boss came to work with his daughter and let you nail her on the CEO's desk. Everything had happened so fast, but he knew he couldn't let his wavering thoughts show in the face of his eager daughter, who had slowly rolled back onto her belly and stepped down off the table to look at the pair of them with an innocent expression. She had no idea what she's just done, but the two males knew, and exchanged a very intimate glance.

Vas'ken knew that he belonged to the dragon. There was no doubt about it now; the older male owned him. He had been mounted by his boss for months on end on a daily basis. And now, Tatsuri was letting him share his daughter. There wasn't any illusions to be had: Tatsuri was trusting him to share in the impregnation of his daughter because he knew that the gryphon would never leave his side. It wasn't just an extra part of his job; it was part of his identity and he knew it. In all honesty, the brown-feathered hybrid wouldn't want it any other way.

"Now then," Tatsuri announced with a broad smile, "you've done such a good job, I'm so proud of you." Tsunya grinned widely, believing he was speaking to her, but the gryphon knew the compliment had been directed towards both of them.

"Now what you've just learned is a secret," he whispered softly to the young female, "but how about Vas and I show you something that only really mature adults know how to do? I think you're mature enough to handle it, don't you?"

Vas'ken understood the implications of his bosses words even if they're innocent little hen was far more naive of what was soon to befall her. He was a fine beast and had little trouble getting the ladies (or guys as he occasionally enjoyed) under his belly when it suited him but there was something even more delightfully arousing about the current situation. Tsunya, having finished licking her muzzle to a decent level of cleanliness, perked up and nodded quickly in acceptance of the responsibility. The feathered gryph could see the restraint she placed on herself to act more mature, it was cute and made what they were about to do to her all the more dirty.

"What do you think of Vas?" Rumbled the older drake, extending a wing around his daughter and pulling the cum-scented hen against his flank. The big bird's features drooped slightly as he was put on the spotlight, but recovered only a heartbeat later as the little lady's eyes turned toward her companion while hugging her father's midsection.

"He's cute." She replied with a simple girlish giggle. The feathered stud didn't know whether to flush or puff up in pride, deciding instead to just smile gloriously at the two reptiles. Tatsuri leaned down in close to his daughter, running his tongue across the side of her muzzle, collecting a bit of leftover semen as casually as if it weren't the carnal remnants of some dirty sexual tryst between the three of them.

"And you're a mess." Responded the elder drake as if it were simply casual conversation to address a cum-covered female as a 'mess'. "But I'll bet the cute gryphon wouldn't mind helping clean you up would he?" Vas'ken raised an eye ridge at his CEO's use of the word but didn't raise a fuss, just smiling with a swish of the tail; after all, cleaning up cummy messes was one of his main duties in this office.

Nudging his daughter away from his side, he extended his wing to the side of his desk, directing her motions forward but up rather than around that large solid piece of office furniture. As was his skill, the brown bird understood the direction his manager was moving this in and stepped forward to reach a paw over the desk, taking one of her own in guidance. She was a little apprehensive about the whole experience; not from reluctance but rather from a desire not to mess anything up. Papers, quills, lights and and other desktop belongings were neatly swept to the sides, anything that fell would be tended to by their specialized cleaning crew. What was important was to make the little hen feel at ease.

Vas'ken knew just how to relax the young one too. Still pensive about all the seemingly important belongings, it took a gentle but firm caress to bring her snout out in line. Stretched out over the desk, he intercepted that pretty turquoise snout with his beak in a soft, sensual kiss. It certainly stopped her fussing, the little girl freezing with forepaws gripping the far end of the desk. She'd had kisses from her father, affectionate licks across the cheek but this was wholly different. He stroked her snout, wholly unconcerned about the sticky mess his paws slid through to keep her pacified and kissed again, a little more firmly this time.

It took a little rub of his talon across the lips to get her to open up but as soon as he could get his tongue into her maw, the whole experience seemed to change. Beak to muzzle exchanges were not entirely a natural process but Vas had more than enough experience for the both of them. Even nearly an hour later and coated with his own spunk, the feathered feline could still taste the lingering flavor of her father on her breath; a testament to draconic virility. Poor girl had no idea what was in store for her other end...

Tatsuri stared at that end with a wicked smile curling across his reptilian features. As he observed his employee and his daughter making out on top of his desk, his own thick erection hung stiffer between his hind legs than when it was wedged down his daughter's throat. Vas'ken looked over her head towards him, showing how much he was enjoying himself in his eyes alone. He'd never wanted to show he could do a good job more than he did right now, knowing how much trust had been placed in him to work the poor girl into a state of receptivity equal to her father's lusts.

And lust for her the older male did, gazing upon his daughter with all the hunger and ferality of a teenage dragon surrounded by females in the shadows of their first heats. His cock drooled pre-seed on the floor, once again producing the thick, sticky liquid even after his explosive climax down her innocent little gullet. Pulling back, Vas smiled and held the girl's paws comfortingly, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

"My, that was good," he purred, seeing her beam with pride, "but now it's time your father taught you the way to please only really mature adults know." She nodded, looking both excited and a little anxious, not knowing what it would be she had to do next. All she knew was that she wouldn't let them down, and would prove how mature a dragoness she was. Tatsuri moved up behind her, unable to take his eyes off those beautiful green scales, raising a claw to rub tenderly along her flank.

"I'm going to show you something very special," he informed his daughter with a small smile towards the gryphon, "it might hurt a little at first, but I promise it gets much better, and eventually you'll come to love it." Tsunya swallowed nervously; she hadn't know it might hurt, whatever it was. She trusted her father though, believing that he was telling her the truth without question. The avian before her could barely contain his excitement towards seeing the little hen filled by the same cock that had dug through his body hundreds of times before.

"All you need to do is stay like that on my desk," the big drake explained, "this is another activity where... the male does the work. Don't worry though sweetheart, we'll both be right here to see what a strong young lady you are becoming." She flushed with pride, her daddy's words reassuring as always, giving her the confidence to do what he wished her to do. Vas curled his beak back in a wide grin, knowing that what they were doing to the innocent, cheerful little dragon was anything but innocent in itself.

"Be a good girl for me and raise that tail out of the way," Tatsuri asked politely, curling a paw under it to help lift it. She raised her tail without question, looking back at her sire as he stepped up next to her and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck.

This kiss made her rumble and swish her tail slightly but the dubious little raised eye ridge from her father reminded the young girl of her duty, hastily stilling that energetic limb. When his features softened, she smiled sheepishly back at him, trying her very best to anticipate and accommodate her father's every need. With that thick hind appendage flagged up and to the side, there was nothing left to guard her vulnerable sex from the spear of flesh that slipped up between her hind legs.

As the big drake mounted his daughter, he guided her into a comfortable position whilst laying enough of his weight on her backside to keep her pleasantly pinned. The touch of something against her underbelly made her tense up a little, her breath caught to be released in a soft huff a moment later. Tatsuri savored the moment, grinding his bare flesh directly against his daughter's vulnerable pussy, mixing the leftover scent of their earlier indulgences with the fresh estrus of that young vent. Two sides of the same family about to be reunited.

"Be a dear and spread your haunches for me." He purred in her ear, sliding his tongue along the back of her neck slowly, sinuously. It didn't even occur to the little one that all she had to do was step her hinds apart to give her father the room he desired. Instead, she reached back with both paws and gripped her haunches, pulling them open nice and wide to expose the hot, ripe inner core of her young sex.

"Like this?"

The elder drake had to fight not to let out the devilish grin that threatened to dominate his features, focusing the energy instead on nibbling the back of her neck with firm affection.

"Yissss, just like that little one." He growled, the excitement at least having an avenue of escape in that deep, hissing voice. He'd waited years for this opportunity but Tatsuri couldn't wait any longer! With the young hen's body so open to attack, willingly offering herself to be nailed by her own sire, the great drake nestled his tip against that virgin slit and eased himself inside.

The deep-seeded growl might have worried the little girl of not for the intense sensation of feeling her pussy walls pried open by a log of flesh as thick as her tail. The older drake wanted nothing more than to lean forward and drive his hips flush with hers, to see just how deep she could take him and feel the hot fertile walls of her innocent sex hugging his bare shaft but he managed to restrain himself... somehow. The soft pink of her gender absorbed the hot red rod of dragonflesh one painstakingly slow inch at a time.

The fact that she was as wet as a mare was her only saving grace. She might have no idea of the real nature of all their previous play but her body knew quite well what it was all going to come down to; and it had been right. A ring of her moisture had welled up around the edge of that encroching cockflesh, easing its passage somewhat. Tatsuri took advantage of every aspect of his daughter's body, gently rocking just the head of his drakehood in and out slowly, a seedy mark of precum already pooling just inside her gender.

For Tsunya, the soft twinges of pain were certainly marks on the otherwise spotless record of the evening but nothing she couldn't handle. The gentle massage on her insides felt nice despite the slight soreness that came each time father tried to push in. She had no relation with time; seconds, minutes or hours were all the same at the moment, all that mattered was the powerful sensation coming from between her legs.

The great drake knew it was coming but refrained from warning his little mother-to-be, she'd just tense up and make it worse on herself. Instead he, with one randomly chosen rock forward, simply applied a healthy helping of extra force and squeeeezed the head of his shaft up inside her young passage. Her reaction was not unexpected, the soft pained squeak and stiffening of her inner muscles keeping the older male from proceeding further for the moment. His fangs came down around the back of her neck, nipping the pliable scales in a way that made her throbbing body tremble in a way she didn't expect.

It took all of the observing gryphon's self-control not to hunch over and stroke himself silly to such an erotic sight. He had a clear view of the little girl's face as she was spread open properly by her father, much like he had been spread open many times before. He wasn't sure whether he should interfere or not, but instinct told him to help out the larger drake.

"Easy there," the big bird reassured her, holding one of her claws in his own, "your father needs to get all the way inside you, so relax your muscles a little and try to let him in. Only the most dedicated females can fit a dragon like your dad all the way inside of them, it's only your first time though... I'm sure he won't mind if you can't take it all." The challenge had been subtle, Tsunya far too trusting of the gryphon to see anything except the surface message. To her, all she had heard was 'I can make my father happiest by taking him all the way inside me'. The CEO smirked from above; that gryphon was a manipulative creature.

Pulling back out Tatsuri could feel her body responding to him, trembling slightly as his rigid cock scraped against her sensitive inner walls. At the apex of his withdrawal a thick dollop of seedy pre-cum dribbled through the exposed gap between his shaft and her sex, before he curled his foreclaws around her again and thrust back inside. Tsunya gasped loudly as he sank just over two-thirds of himself inside of her, a loud growl escaping his throat laced in pure lust and dominance. He loved his daughter, and loved how perfectly her tight little virgin snatch wrapped around his encroaching member. She would no longer have any claim to virginity after this, and the very thought of taking away her innocence and replacing it with a fat clutch was enough to drive the big drake wild.

"That's a good girl," he grunted, his erection throbbing powerfully within her, Tsunya able to feel its heat and its texture within herself. She hadn't ever known this particular hole in her body could be used in this way, but the heavy, pleasured grunts her sire was producing above her had the little hen convinced that it was more than okay. She kept her eyes focused on the reassuring gaze of the male gryphon in front, his gentle claw massaging her own relaxingly. It did well to keep her muscles somewhat loose, but her father only needed a tiny bit of give to exploit. Soon she would bear his mark, whether or not she was ready for it.

Vas'ken wanted nothing more than to peer around the side of the desk and watch the cock he knew so well violate the innocent green dragoness. However the huffs and grunts of the two reptiles made it clear his place would be put to best use soothing the new mother-to-be. Truth be told, part of him was a little jealous. For the most part the big brown gryph could easily imagine himself as the only hole that powerful dragonflesh dug into- it would be a beautiful lie even before today but watching this little green hen spread around his CEO's fat shaft made it quite clear that he wasn't the only plaything Tatsuri enjoyed using.

It didn't bother him of course, between the options of sharing the powerful drake and not getting any it was still worth giving up some ride-time. Plus with the way he'd been treated earlier by the frisky drake, it left him feeling even more secure rather than less so despite this the little dragoness. His avian paws rubbed down the back of his 'competition's' neck soothingly offering little words of encouragement to the young lady.

The tight glove of her sex hugged the randy male perfectly as he slid smoothly in and out at a slow, delicate pace. The soft sea-green girl sprawled atop his desk, her soft pussy completely open to attack by the very same cock that had given it life. Hot pheromone-rich nectar coated his bare flesh as he ground it against her bare inner walls, taking full liberties with his young and innocent daughter. She fit him so perfectly, like she was made for him. Just a fevered fantasy perhaps but it didn't make the sensation of sliding home within her any less delicious.

Each stroke brought Tatsuri that much closer to cramming his crotch flush up against that raised tail of hers, at least up until he felt her inner barrier. Nestling his tapered tip up against the entrance to her most sacred sanctuary, the big drake held stiff. His forepaws rubbed firmly up and down his little girl's back while a lustful shiver slid down his spine. The dirty sensation coursed through every extremity in his body, including that fat log of flesh crammed up her slit, smearing a healthy glob of precum across her cervix.

For all his refinement, high class nature and calm sociability, Tatsuri had a beast in him when it came to sex. Vas'ken had been the 'victim' of it more than once and, with his prone hatchling squeezing around the great drake's shaft, the feathered feline was amazed at the amount of restraint being shown. It wouldn't last, he could already see it in the way that serpentine tongue flicked across the air, teeth bared somewhat that she was in for a rough ride.

"I think you're about ready little one." Purred the soothing gryph. "This next part might sting a bit."

As if on cue, the heavy drake on her back leaned down and took his daughter's neck in his jaws, lurching his hips forward. The yelp that came from her jaws was expected as there was nowhere for the big drake's eager shaft to go... yet. Vas calmed the little girl, shushing her softly with a reassuring smile and petting her paws. His curiosity was too strong, but at least he could use it to further encourage the pinned hen.

Stepping around to the side of the desk, the perky avian features watched his boss's hips rock back and forth in slow, powerful rhythm, his keen eyes catching every detail as that hot red dragoncock buried itself into the soft welcoming confines of his daughter's wet sex. The sight was something to see, the dragoness barely big enough for him to fit in, her swollen pink pussy lips yawning lewdly wide around his engorged flesh, stretching and squishing to let her father into her deepest recesses.

Even ignoring the sloppy sounds of the dirty incestuous rutting and the strong mixture of male musk and fertile feminine estrus in the air, just watching that hot log driving itself hard under the little girls tail was enough to make the stiff bird's tip dribble with interest. The way her body jerked slightly each time he rammed home in her, knowing she could feel the pleasure and pain of taking her father with each thrust... It was like watching a pair of wild animals fuck. Thick viscous stands of their intermingled lust drooled down her inner thighs in copious amounts, dripping off the tip of her splayed toes. Gods they were hot!

The young dragoness hadn't been quite prepared for this. Despite her initial belief that a penis in her mouth would be hardly any different to one in her sex, it seemed that there was a great deal of difference. As her father's rigid length dug at the firm barrier to her untouched womb she could feel her muscles tensing, the nerves lining her sensitive tunnel firing signals of pleasure and a little pain rapidly. The huffs coming from her sire left her knowing he was enjoying himself, and that was enough for the good little girl to keep any complaints to herself. Instead she focused on the big bird in front of her, his eyes seemingly wandering down to where her father was busy working her over.

Tsunya did her best, breathing to stabilise her pounding heart, somehow her body knowing what was happening to it. Her insides trembled with each deep stroke of that mighty shaft, her inner walls quivering with need. She was naturally responding to the masculinity and virility of the male breeding her, regardless of whether it was her father or not. All the big black drake cared about was stuffing the girl he had crafted with his own seed with more of the same.

His pace seemed to only grow with each thrust, rocking his hips back and forth into his sweet daughter's rump, lewd slapping and squelching noises now filling the office. Dozens of workers were less than twenty meters away in the conference room, blissfully unaware that their CEO was busy mounting his own flesh and blood while his assistant waited his turn. Vas'ken's own arousal was hanging stiffly between his legs, pre-cum dribbling onto the floor as he watched the display before him. His boss was leaning on the desk, a great deal of weight being exerted upon the female under him, her tongue lolling from the sheer strength of his assault. The gryphon had no complaints; it was a scene he had witnesses a hundred times before, albeit from a more personal perspective. He knew exactly what it felt like to be on the receiving end of such a large and forceful organ.

Even he had to admit that the drake seemed more enthusiastic than ever. Perhaps it was the fact it was his own daughter that had the boss dragon huffing and panting with the exertion of his thrusts. Or maybe it was because the older male knew there was still something left to claim. Each thrusts pushed the innocent hen's legs firmly against the table, that encroaching cock seeking her deepest, most intimate recesses. The look on Tatsuri's muzzle was clear: he would not stop until every inch of those luscious fuck fields were flooded with his sperm, and if that meant having to pound her cervix into submission, then so be it.

Back and forth her body rocked, taking the brunt, brutal force of her sire's lust. There was a twinge of soreness between her legs, like having run at a breakneck speed for too long but this sensation was located deeper. Tsunya had no idea how precariously close she was to becoming a the mother of a dirty, incestuous clutch, the only thing she was sure of was that she was making her father happy... and that there was something building in her.

She'd never experienced anything like this, it wasn't like a tummy ache or a stubbed toe, the pressure was entirely different and the more the great drake on her back went to town, the bigger it seemed to grow. An occasional twinge of pain would nip it back but the growing tension in her body was still winning. Vas'ken could see the change in her, the way her teeth gritted, forepaws gripped the edge of the desk and hind toes splayed wide while she was being fucked raw.

"Don't fight it." His words caught her by surprise, the little green dragoness having not realized she was holding her breath until that moment. She peered at the older gryphon with pleasure glazed eyes, huffing deeply with an obvious lack of understanding. "Its your reward for being such a good girl, just relax and let it come."

Somehow he knew what was happening, she didn't understand how but she didn't fight his advice. It was almost like a dream, listening to his voice with the rhythmic sound of her own breeding to keep tempo with. The rocking hen's head slowly returned in parallel with her body and, as if by a switch, her body slumped. Her head plopped down on the desk, wings sagged and limbs loosened. That was all that Tatsuri needed.

Vas'ken hadn't meant this to be the effect of his advice but the cascade of events was set in motion. With the sudden relaxation of his daughter's body, the frisky drake's next thrust found purchase within his baby girl's receptive sex. The resistance of her inner barrier waned just long enough to let him nuzzle inside before her body involuntarily tensed, but by then he'd already gotten a taste of her fertile breeding ground. His forepaws hugged her hips and dragged her back as much as he lunged forward, pinning her neck to the desk by the jaw.

She squeaked and whined in that primal, lustful way as she felt her body being violated so thoroughly, but with it came the onrush of her first carnal orgasm. Powerful pleasurable contractions rippled down her breeding tunnel. The horny drake even used her own body against her to gain ground with all's fair in love and lust. His hips jerked forward, almost in unison with her twitching muscles, squeeeezing the head of his cock into his little girl's dangerously unprotected womb.

By the time she'd come down off her painfully pleasurable high, the big drake finally had his crotch pressed flush against hers, sticky strands of her intoxicating nectar dripping from her lewdly stretched vent with her father's heavy shaft sprawling luxuriously out within the deepest recesses of her fertile egg chamber. Vas'ken had never seen his boss quite this riled up, though to be fair, by this time he was usually covered with his own seed, exhausted, sore and reeking of dragon spunk. What little reprieve the exhausted girl might have gotten was short lived as the big drake resumed violating his daughter's most private of places, drawing out her afterglow with purposeful thrusts while starting her down the path of another orgasm.

Tsunya could barely process what was happening to her but it didn't really matter; the big black drake pounding her tender sex had already decided her path. Two horny males watched without a care in the world as the fertile little hen was fucked into a receptive state. With her father's encroaching cock wedged solidly inside her barrier, there was absolutely nothing left for her to resist him with. Not that she wanted to; to the young heiress of Tatsuri's company, what her dad was doing to her was nothing more than innocent, yet important social interaction.

The gryphon's eyes locked onto their union, watching that thick shaft slide in and out of Tsunya's body with expertly-timed thrusts. Even when the powerful male withdrew, he followed up with another firm thrust so swiftly that her cervix had no time to close over and deny him what he desired. From here it was a simple matter of bringing himself to a finish within her, and then the deed would be done.

"Almost there..." he grunted under his breath, half letting his daughter know, half encouraging himself. He could have easily spent himself by now and Vas'ken knew it, as his experience with the older male left him quite certain about how much stamina the businessdrake had to spare. But this was no simple rut, no, he would hold back until his internal testicles ached and he knew he would have enough of his breeding batter to coat every single inch of her womb.

Tsunya simply lay there, what else could she do? With the weight of her sire pinning her to the lavish desk, and his insistent penetration keeping her right between his legs, she was out of options. She couldn't refuse him, resist him, or complain: every bit of her body belonged to her father. He made sure she could feel it too, every long stroke of that textured maleness sliding through her rippling folds, heated, dripping cockflesh caressed by silky feminine walls. It was a dream come true for the big black, and he would see to it that his little girl was even more plump than his wife had been all those years ago.

Vas'ken's eyes widened as Tatsuri's thrusts grew slightly off-center, a common sign of his impending climax. With so much adrenaline and lust flowing through the dragon's body, it was a common sight to see him a little disoriented before he blew his load. With a few more rough thrusts he leaned over his daughter and held her neck in his jaws, thrusting himself right down to the hilt and spearing himself all the way inside of her vulnerable, receptive egg-chamber. Tsunya cried out as her father's hips slammed flush with her own, tail forced to the side as not a millimeter of the dragon's cock was left outside of her aching, well-fucked cunt. With a loud roar the dragon's muscles tensed, and he shuddered violently as the first rope of thick, incestuous sperm rushed up through his cock, travelled right through her spread sex and was delivered directly into the back of her womb with a deliciously gooey splurt.

She hadn't expected the sensation that came after; the hot wet rush that rippled through her frame, the breathless gasp, the splayed toes with every nerve in her body shocked at once. She'd been fucked raw, innards beaten into submission, innocence unknowingly stolen- and it felt absolutely incredible. The bite at her neck kept her in place while her father unloaded a thick near-continuous stream of semen directly into her womb with such force and virility that she could feel it dimple her insides with the force of his release.

With his CEO's crotch mashed firmly against his daughter's vent, all the stiff, dripping gryphon could see was the undulating flesh of the young mother-to-be's vent pulse, drinking deeply of her father's seed. Tatsuri made good use of his little girl's body too, grinding and jerking forward a little with each rope of cum that lashed across her unprotected chamber. Vas'ken's ears were perked, able to hear the soft glurp of the young hen being knocked up. It was enough to make the horny gryph shudder in delicious pleasure at the sight of it.

Her body was his now; in no way could what he was doing to her at this very moment result in anything less than seeing the poor hen swollen with a fat clutch of dirty incestuous chicks... But to her it was just pleasing her father, showing him she could do 'adult' things and, of course, learning that laying over her father's desk and letting the great drake relieve himself within her would result in a mind-blowing orgasm. The painfully hard gryphon couldn't pull his eyes away from the messy, noisy copulation going on under her stiffly arched tail to know she was cumming so hard that she was having difficulty breathing, but the glossy eyed, unfocused gasps for air afterward was enough to give him a general idea.

The dirty bird could only imagine what was going on inside that poor cum-swollen belly of hers, but he couldn't help but grin when the excess began to dribble out around the edges of that cock-stuffed cunt. There had to be enough cum in her womb to knock the poor girl up a dozen times over, he thought while leaning in to run his tongue along the curve of her tender pussy lips, gathering a bit of the pearly white semen leaking out of her well used body. The taste of her estrus was strong, now thoroughly tainted with the scent of her father's musky fluids.

"Perfectly done Tsunya." He purred, praising the young hen, licking a gooey strand of cummy fluid off the curve of his beak. A moan of pleasured exhaustion being the only response from the sore girl.

Father and daughter lay over the desk, panting roughly from the exertion of their breeding. Tatsuri knew exactly what he'd just done, a deep and meaningful smirk plastered over his reptilian features as the last few dirty splatters of seed were lost in the sea already within her body. The big drake flexed his wings, lounging in the cum-soaked sauna of his little girl's vulnerable egg-chamber, her barrier stretched wide open to accommodate him. Billions of his powerful dragonsperm ravaged her unprotected ova, digging into them with all the force and authority of the big male that splayed out on top of her.

Coming down from her mighty climax, the young dragoness found herself trembling from the fucking she'd just received. Her eyes regained focus, seeing the smiling face of her avian 'friend' coming into view. She could barely say anything, but it didn't stop her from smiling back.

"Did... I do a good job?" she asked softly, and the bulky gryphon could barely contain his amusement.

"You did wonderfully, my dear," he replied confidently, to a smirk from the CEO above her, "so very wonderfully indeed. Your father is very proud." To accentuate that statement, her father licked over her neck affectionately. His daughter was certainly gravid with his clutch, and his subordinate gryphon had been more than helpful in that endeavour. He would reward him. After resting there for a few minutes to recover, Tatsuri tensed up his hind legs and pulled back. Tsunya moaned loudly as her dad's stiff length popped free of her abused cunt, sliding out of her with a loud slurp and a rush of spent semen. The white mix of her father's ejaculate and her own liquid secretions poured from her gaping hole, and spilled out over the side of his luxurious desk. A job for the specialized cleaners, to be sure.

Tsunya remained on the table, her breath coming a bit easier now as she flexed her legs, feeling a line of gooey cream run down the back of them. She knew it was the same liquid she'd swallowed moments ago, and it felt so soothing after such a strong ride. She didn't quite know what to say, but the look in her eyes told the two males that now stood in front of her that she had enjoyed herself. And by the smiles they gave her back, she knew they appreciated it.

The black dragon rumbled down at his little girl, grooming her neck with a familial affection with the scent of their mingled genes tainting the air strongly. She thought her father's attention was all on her but with the way his eyes washed over the stiff, dripping gryphon, that was certainly not the case.

"I have one final task for you today my love." The great drake rumbled soft and soothingly. The freshly bred dragoness simply rumbled her acknowledgment. "You should understand that there are differences between drakes-" He stood and dismounted his young daughter, leaving her still plastered out over the desk. His eyes wandered over her dripping hindquarters, a paw rubbing her sore tailbase. "-and to that end I'm going to have Vas'ken show you."

The feathery male had known it was coming for some time, his CO had all but told him earlier that he was to claim some of her eggs but it still made his heart skip a beat at the thought. Still, he'd been leaving a trail of clear gooey precum all over the carpet as he watched the two generations mix genes and the idea of squeezing his bare cockflesh into the young dragoness soft, wet, cum-soaked, heat-swollen vent... A violent shiver of lust rushed through his frame making his feathers floof up involuntarily.

"Okay daddy!" Her charming innocent voice cut through the great gryphon's frisky daydream, tail swishing a little. She was so young and eager to please, it almost made him feel bad for taking advantage of her like this... almost.

"Keep your tail up and present for Vas like you did for me dear." The elder drake rumbled with light authority.

Her childish eagerness disappeared in an instant, replaced with an almost serious face and an affirmative nod, that large thick tail pulling itself up out of the way. She looked relaxed and completely at ease, still unaware of the consequences offering her body like this would have in the long run. Even beyond just being knocked up by her father there were... things that happened when a gryphon fucked a dragon.

Tatsuri knew what would happen, in fact it seemed the black drake was counting on it. His cock jumped in excitement at all these thoughts, refusing to be ignored any longer as it slapped gently against his belly fluff. The big bird licked the roof of his beak, taking somewhat awkward steps with that impressive log of meat between his legs as he circled around behind the desk. There she lay, like an innocent angel of green, the strong scent of her sire mingled deliciously with flavor of her partly sated estrus.

His avian eyes were drawn right down between her legs, where her raised tail left nothing to the imagination. The thick spire of his full-erect shaft bobbed in the air, an awkward weight between his muscular hindquarters as he approached. Standing behind her he smirked to himself, looking up to see his boss slowly circling around to the front of his young daughter.

"Don't mind me," the dragon said with a smile, slowly lifting his hind leg up high onto the table, presenting his slightly cum-stained vent to his daughter. She eyed it hungrily, knowing that she was being asked to lick it clean without even having to be told. Still eager to please, she leaned forward and pressed her tongue into the exposed slit. A rush of cummy flavor met her tongue once more, although she was now much more familiar with it. It was utterly delicious, and Tatsuri moaned involuntarily as her inexperienced yet unrelenting tongue lashed over the sensitive insides of his cock's protective vent.

Vas'ken watched, somehow forgetting the fact that he was primed to breed the green girl as well as she treated her father to a loving tongue-bath. She was certainly something special, the big bird thought to himself, hoping that it would not be the last time the boss brought his daughter along to work. Silently he placed his own claws up on the desk, planting them firmly either side of Tsunya's body just like the CEO had moments beforehand. He could see the scratches where his bosses' claws had dug into the table during his powerful climax, just as they had dug into him during the throes of many previous orgasms.

So many months spent underneath this drake, taking load after load of that pure dragon cum deep into his bowels and down his throat. Time spent sucking that onyx shaft under the desk, and bent over it just like the young lady was now. He smiled; now he would be on top, fucking that well-bred dragoncunt into submission and raking a few more eggs out of her with his own, species-unique features. The thought made a glob of pre-cum spill from his tip, right down the back of the dragoness' leg.

"Spread wide for me Tsunya," he said with a deep, cheerful voice, belying the deliciously dark grin that plastered his beak, "that's a good girl..."

Her muzzle was busy but even with her snout buried in her father's crotch she had little issue holding her hinds open.The thick sticky sludge of Tatsuri's seed clung to the little girl's inner walls as the big bird let his pointed shaft crawl up inside that freshly fucked cunt. The big bird was intimately familiar with the taste and texture of his CEO's cum but feeling it squish and slosh around his bare flesh was something new entirely. Inch by delicious inch of his painfully stiff shaft slipped inside, the big bird feeding his arousal in nice and slow, savoring every sensation.

The black drake hardly left any room at all in here, thick creamy wads of the stuff backwashing out of her still tender vent as the horny gryphon sheathed himself inside. It was difficult to tell if the sensual moan that escaped her lips was from feeling his tip nuzzle against her bruised inner barrier or the musky slime she was bathing her tongue in but it mattered little considering how eagerly her vent squeezed around his impaling length. He let her rest there for a few moments, knowing what came next would be a shocking surprise for her.

In gryphons, barbs were required part of procreation; a female wouldn't ovulate until she felt them stimulating her insides. But in a dragon, the same thing happened despite the fact that the scaly beasts went through estrus cycles and became fertile naturally. Tsunya had already been undoubtedly bred by her father already but, she gasped and stiffened as he rocked back, the spiny tip of his shaft raking across her pussy folds eagerly, she was about to get knocked up all over again anyway.

A thick soup of cummy juices spilled from her undertail as his thick muscular shaft began scraping the rival male's sperm from her vent. He'd never get it all out and had no intention of trying but it felt good to have that hot pearly fluid running down her inner thighs, dripping off the end of her stiffly splayed toes. He grunted in satisfaction, feeling her muscles clamp down in an effort to stop the randy male's motion. He didn't go all the way on the first go, staying lodged halfway in before just shoving his cock back into her depths with a sloppy wet squish.

Poor Tsunya felt like she'd swallowed her tongue as she felt her sore inner barrier dimple inward from the force of his thrust, her heart fluttering as her cum-swollen belly churned with excitement. Again he gave her a few moments to catch her breath before rocking his hips back, his barbed tip tugging mercilessly on her inner walls, holding her folds stretched taunt before shlopping back in. A heady mess drizzled down the line of his furred sheath, the cooling juices soaking into his heavy orbs.

By the third thrust he'd found a good rhythm, one he could slowly but steadily increase and one that melted the poor hen beneath him into a trembling mess of cum and drool. He could already feel the effect it was having on her, the way her muscles spasmed as he pulled back, like a mini-orgasm. But it was no meer pleasured reaction, she was giving up her eggs to the virile male. Tatsuri would undoubtedly claim these first few but he'd get plenty more out of her before he was done with her.

The frisk feral let his head hang over her backside, eyes closed to soak in the sensation. The little girl beneath him was the daughter of the most powerful drake alive... and he was fucking a clutch into her belly at this very moment. The fact that her father was watching him do it only made it that much better. A sticky coating of the older drake's cum clung to his shaft as his own fluid drooled freely into her unprotected cunt, adding his own scent to the hot musky mix being churned up within her.

Both gryphon and dragoness rutted over the bosses' desk, sharing the passionate act that was procreation. Only one of those two, however, had any idea that there would be consequences for those actions, and unfortunately for the young dragoness, that was not her. The gryphon smirked, slowly increasing his speed bit by little bit as his hips ground that deliciously fertile slab of birdmeat into her already used vent.

"Oh gods..." he grunted softly, watching as Tatsuri slowly lowered his leg, the older drake satisfied that his daughter had cleaned him properly. That left the green-scaled female to huff and puff as she was used for the feathered male's personal pleasured. The CEO stood by and watched silently, smiling down at his daughter as she was mated for the second time. Tsunya didn't say anything, merely clutching at the desk with her claws while Vas'ken pounded her with his powerful body.

His barbs raked over every inch of her sensitive, supple inner walls as they flared out and clung to her innards. It made Vasken even more aroused as her body clenched and rippled around his invading organ, providing him with stimulation he could never have felt by his own claw. The area between his thighs, and his plump sheath and balls were coated in her father's sticky semen, as well as a liberal splattering down her own legs and over the carpet. Each thrust produced a rich, satisfying schlurp as his avian shaft was soaked healthily in the billions of sperm that had come from the black dragon.

"Mmmph," he grunted, pushing the girl hard into the desk just like her father had done shortly beforehand. His big balls slapped her body with wet strikes, churning with a hot load of his own avian cream. He could feel her body shuddering under him, responding to his rough treatment, his barbs doing their job in ensuring she would release countless fresh eggs for him to soak in his gryphlet-making batter when the time was right. His cocktip impacted with her abused cervix, the poor inner barrier doing a terrible job of keeping him out as his barbed cock battered it into submission with barely any effort. Her father had already taken care of that obstacle, and the feathered floof could barely contain a moan of pleasure as his phallus was smothered by her cum-swollen womb. It was time.

The big girl didn't fight it in the least as the big bird slid home in her with a heady grunt, pushing hard enough to lift her tail end up some. His cocktip lounced comfortably within that hot soup of genetic material churning about in her belly as he crammed his sheath up against her tender, sore pussy lips and gave a few short deep thrusts. He would have liked to keep going, to nail his boss' daughter longer but he'd been watching Tatsuri fuck his own daughter up until this point and that alone was enough to get him off- not to mention the flesh-tight condom of a hen he had trembling around his shaft.

He didn't fight it, only gave a short pause to drag one of her hind legs up onto the table as well, stretching the young thing's haunches out into an L-shape with easy access to her deepest, sloppiest recesses. She was so tense, like a wound spring, it would be so easy to just... The feathery male lurched forward and bit her shoulder. It wasn't hard or painful but the shock of feeling her body yanked back onto his cock at the same time made her gasp! Again he lurched forward, shoving her up against the edge of the desk, her body hardly more than a sexual rag doll for him to use.

It set her off all over again though, the hard rough fucking she was getting from the gryphon on her back making her cum hard. Those powerful youthful muscles rippled up and down his pistoning flesh as he worked hard to pound his clutch into her twitching cunt. There was nothing quite as satisfying as feeling another male's seed shlopping and churning around within the womb of a fertile young hen. Well, except perhaps adding your own mess to the mixture.

The strong exhale from the big bird's flush nares was the first sign Tatsuri got that his little girl was being filled with a fresh clutch of gryphon eggs. Vas'ken's long womb-raking thrusts slowed to hard spurting jerks as the pent up male let loose, washing the pretty girl's undertail with a fresh coat of pearly white semen. Thick sticky ropes of the stuff nailed the back of her womb again and again with enough force that it dimpled the walls of her egg chamber slightly with its sultry impact. There was nothing she could do to prevent her fate now...

Twice over in fact, her pleasure addled mind not even comprehending the fat bulbous knot he'd stuffed under her tail, its swollen base locking every drop in where it could do the most damage, swarming her poor ova by the thousands and digging in with a ravenous appetite that rivaled their sire's. It was a satisfying thought for him to cling to as he stood over the freshly bred teen on barely capable legs, huffing deeply as those heavy orbs squeezed up tight against the base of his shaft, not saving a drop.

The fiery gryphon remained there for a while, unable to leave due to the size of his fat, swollen knot locked deep inside that doubly-used dragonsex. The young girl huffed and shivered across the desk, exhausted and used. Her father stood by with a confident smirk, knowing full well that his daughter's womb was now playing host to a motley collection of gryphlets and dragon hatchlings in the making. The sheer amount of batter wedged into that ripe young chamber was enough to show a considerable bulge in her underbelly, something Tatsuri took great pleasure in seeing.

"You did a great job sweetheart," the black drake told her in a comforting voice, "you did your father and Vas'ken very proud." She smiled up at him, the only thoughts in her mind ones of how good a job she had done, and how good the gryphon felt inside of her. Surely nothing could be wrong with feeling such pleasure... no wonder the males seemed to love it. She would have to do this more often if it meant making her father happy.

The three of them remained there for some time, enjoying the afterglow of such a deliciously taboo mating, before the big bird realized his knot was getting loose. With a single firm tug and a loud groan from the green dragoness, he pulled his spent shaft free of her sloppy folds, a rush of mixed semen gushing from her unplugged cunt and dribbling down all over her hind legs and the floor. Looking down, the gryphon smirked confidently knowing that half of that concoction was his alone. He slowly stepped back and away from her, sitting down on his haunches with a satisfied sigh. His boss stared at him with a smile from across the room, and he stared back, feeling an intense connection with the male that he'd never quite felt before. He hadn't ever felt anything like that in his entire life.

He wondered what would happen next.

By the next day business had returned to normal, the office was cleaned and Tsunya back home. There was a rather strong scent of lavender permeating his boss' office for several days, the gryphon remembered but, other than perhaps thinking they had a little over-zealous cleaning staff, no one seemed the wiser. By the end of the week the little green he had bent over his manager's desk seemed a distant memory as work hassles mixed inexorably with his side-job pleasing the older drake.

It would be some four months later before he would lay eyes on her again, the smooth scaled female standing in the same spot he'd met her only this time she sported a weight around her midsection that would make any broodmother jealous. He stopped mid stride, taken back by the sight of the pregnant female, the sight of her a reminder of pleasant memories. Beside the young hen stood her father, steely gaze washing over the sea of bodies busy at their tasks.

"Vas'ken." She greeted the feathery male with a sly smile. It took him a moment to recover, realizing he was staring at her heavy sagging belly.

"Ma'am." He responded, lifting the digital clipboard up to the office drake in offering before returning his gaze back to her. Tatsuri took the report without a sound, eyes scanning the document. Tsunya had gotten similar looks all day from the workers taking in her egg-swollen form but she didn't pay them any mind. They were all jealous of what she had.

"Everything looks in order." Rumbled the great black beast, scanning over the last page. "Tsunya, why don't you head down stairs so we can get to our reservation on time." The older drake gave his daughter a loving stroke down the back of her neck. She leaned in and prrrrred.

"Yes father." The young dragoness cooed, hind legs having little trouble lifting the weight she had slowly grown accustomed to carrying. She gave the handsome gryphon one last grinning look before turning and departing. The sway of her body was just as eye catching now as it had been before... perhaps even more-so.

"Eight." The number was spoken from those draconic lips like a statistic read from the report but it had nothing to do with numbers. The feathery male tore his eyes away from those fine egg-bearing haunches to look up at his boss with a questioning look as he splayed his pawprint on the report before handing it back. "Eight of them are yours." The elder drake answered the unspoken question, watching his co-worker's ears perk up. "And I expect they won't be the last." He rumbled, turning to depart.

Vas'ken wanted nothing more than to question that last statement; was that an invitation? But he knew better open his beak here, just watching the two draconic rear ends he knew so well saunter out of the building instead. A shiver fluffed his downy feathers, the handsome bird waiting for it to smooth over before clipping the report in his beak and wandering back to his station. The position might be strenuous, and the work stressful but he certainly couldn't argue with the perks..