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The summer holidays started really quiet and peaceful for the young, yet bodily adult dragon. He had his friends to go out with of course, and even today he was sitting at the bar, sipping a favourite drink in the gloomy, but enjoyably cool underground hall of the pub. He was there for the first time, despite living his whole life in the capital city and having quite decent recognition of most out of the popular meeting places visited by furries and scalies of his age. Yet still, there was something amiss. He wished for a thrill of joy and maybe even some adrenaline to set him into the more vivid kind of mood that would drive his actions throughout the incoming months of summer, free from studies, work or other everyday burdens.

His playful gaze sought something new. Something promising a meeting with the unknown. But before he even finished his sweeping stare across the lively cellar of the pub and it's patrons, his destiny came across his way sooner than he would expect it.

A firm palm rested on his shoulder and gave it some fine grip. Not hard enough to bring pain, but surely firm and able to hold him from standing up from his bar stool.

"You must be Raventhan... Pleased to meet you, draggy..." The mysterious, low and smooth baritone voice echoed in Rav's ears as he noticed its source. A horse, with his mane and coat so dark that he could barely see him in the dim light of the pub, if not for those big, deep green eyes oh his that looked right at him from under the playfully narrowed eyelids.

"The pleasure is mine. But do I know you?" He answered frantically, keeping his eyes peeled for the sake of catching a good view of the equine's muzzle and slightly anxious about how casually he approached and touched his shoulder, sliding his warm hand down his arm by now.

"Name's Alexander. And I just overheard your friends speaking. They aren't too good at keeping their mouthes shut about things you like... And fun you are looking for." The horse continued, with gleeful smirk on his face as he motioned towards the secluded lounge where Raventhan's friends were making some noise with their naughty exchange of opinions and innuendos. But focusing onto his words alone would be hard, when he felt the curious hand of the horse wandering further down. He could not hold back pulling his head back a bit when the sensual touch reached his waist and without a trace of modesty he drove those smoothly furred fingers under his belt. Reaching out for the lower-most section of his slender belly and getting dangerously close to the opening of his slit.

Raventhan could hardly hide the gasp that escaped his throat, but he did not plan to get overwhelmed by a complete stranger's touch. Not when his friends were nearby and watching him. But on the other side, he felt the muscle of his tail tensing up as if it were to raise up on it's own when the boredom started to submit to newly found lust and curiosity. He stopped that hand where it was, not pushing it away, nor encouraging to go further when he finally spoke again.

"I may have some unsatisfied needs... And I may also be willing to learn where that hand of yours was going and what was your purpose to put it there in the first place." His eyes peered towards the horse that chuckled and nodded at the ram bartender who reached under the table and poured a drink, sliding it towards Rav's hands.

"This one is on me. Let's drink it for the sake of future friendships." Alex rose his own glass that he brought earlier and emptied it, without breaking eye contact for even a split second.

Rav did the same. Sip by sip, he gulped down the fluid that warmed his throat so nicely and made his thoughts so pleasurably lax, slow free of all cares until the moment of falling asleep, leaning against the horse's shoulder.

***

It would not be the first time that he lost track of time and previous events when he went out with friends. Even the occasional salty taste on his tongue wasn't a bother or a surprise when he usually ended up in bed with one of his dear friends and no recollection of serving them in one way or another. This time though, there wasn't any familiar taste or even scent around him. His surroundings were also dim and slightly steamy, just like any of the pubs he visited during the last week of drinking escapades he tagged along with.

"So, my guest is finally awake!" The loud voice boomed in the dark room. A quick peek towards it's source revealed the black stallion from before. Standing proudly with his muscular body exposed in full and not a single detail left to Raventhan's imagination when he stepped out into the light, standing with his legs astray and hands folded confidently.

"Mmmph... Hmmmgh?!" The words did not manage to escape Rav's lips as he realised that he is wearing a tight muzzle-wrap with enough perforation over his nostrils to provide him with a hindered, but sufficient amount of oxygen. Darting his eyes open wide and starting to thrash around, he tried to buckle and wiggle out of the confines of his restraints, but obviously his captor was well prepared to keep even a toned and athletic body of a dragon in check. With the mitten-cuffs rendering his claws useless and bound up on a thick rope that ran through a pulley attached to the ceiling, he tried to ease up and think more rational. Observing his surroundings closely and feeling so awfully helpless and defenseless when he finally understood that not only the horse's body was bare and exposed fully. Yet he stood free, and Raventhan had his arms pulled up out of the way and his legs locked spread with a spreader bar. Even his tail had a tight cuff bound onto it's end and most likely got bound to the same hook that his wrists hanged onto, since he could feel how the cool air touched and enveloped his crack and the puckered, tight tailhole of his.

"Oh, don't give me that stare... We both know that you feel excited to be there and to be a slutty little sex toy." The steed approached and kneeled down before his spread-eagled body. Hands rested on his waist, Rav could feel how the slightly cold scaly skin of his made contact with the hot, wet and so wonderfully textured tongue of the horse. The very first lick that landed over the bottom end of his slit and dragged up along the opening until it reached the upper end. Vanishing soon after, but leaving a rapidly cooling down stain of saliva and squeezing out a pitiful whimper out of his slave's bound mouth.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Alex's words bloomed in Rav's head along with a flood of naughty images and memories when the horse went lower and with same, unbound confidence started to grip his balls. Pulling them to the front closer to his big equine lips to place another firm lick that went right between those plump orbs and ended with his tongue-tip giving a sexy wiggle as it dipped between his balls and the flat teeth leaving a sensual nibble onto his scrotum as he pulled back. "Sadly, you won't be having so much fun all the time here. We got work to do. Testing and training that you require before you can be put behind the display glass."

"Testing? Display?!" Dragon's thoughts began to race around those two words when he fought the bonds and attempted to break free. It was so wrong and yet blissfully pleasant. Through his struggle, he did not even notice how the bright blue tip of his dragonhood began to tense up under the lips of his slit and started to peek out of its safe internal sheath. He had a few days of break from sex, so the intruding tongue worked on him so much more. Then, as his precious bits laid onto the horse's cupping hand, the other hand fell flatly over them as if he wanted to clap his hands together.

A surge of pleasure and a tingle of discomfort radiated from his groin, enticing a whine from him and making his eyes grow a bit wet from the sudden burst of humiliation, anxiety and sexual tension. He flexed his slender waist and arched instantly. Unable to hold back his bodily reaction that made the slit loosen a bit and he felt how the spear-shaped tip of his cock now perked up proudly. "Mmmnngh!" He tried to cry out some pleading words, shocked by the unfamiliar sensation and shivering still, just to whimper, feeling the hand wrapping around his jewels and giving them a squeeze.

"Oh no, you sexy beast. That's not how it works. From now on, you are not allowed to state demands or act on your own accord. You will ask me for pleasure and discipline alike. And you will serve me with your body as my pleasure slave and test subject too. Understood, you little bitch?" His voice carried the tone of threat, but also promise of reward. Something that Raventhan spotted out immediately, but could not accept and believe so blindly. He stared at the horse with fright in his eyes and struggling wildly as he saw him wetting two fingers in his mouth and reaching out between his legs. He knew just where this is going, but the spreader and the bonds on his tail prevented him from avoiding the slippery, wet fingers that pressed onto his rosebud opening and after a moment of fighting his resistance finally made their way inside. Gliding slowly over the fleshy walls of his tunnel and stopping atop the mound of his prostate. Then, there was nothing else but to wait for the pressure of those two digits that began to massage him internally and forced him to yelp in joy. Sapping his stamina rapidly and urging his erectile muscle to convulse and betray him as the whole of his neon-blue cock slipped out in the open, throbbing in need for touch and rapid release.

The vile teases seemingly had no end as he was growing hard like wood all over his obscenely stiff length and the horse just knelt there and enjoyed the sights. Each and every lust-driven strain and fruitless attempt that the captive dragon taken to try and hold back and resist only worsened his state. His tiresome struggle robbed him out of breath due to the limited ability to breath trough the muzzle-mask. No way to tug his tail down to protect his tender anal ring from the fingers that so eagerly plunged in and out of his heated up sanctuary, once a while spreading just below the entrance to make him whine in needy glow as he was gaped open a little bit and felt his vent burn with desire to be touched more, fingered deeper and faster.

The horse watched with a vile grin as his new toy dragon's cock pulsed and started to sweat and leak crystal clear fluid from it's very tip. The virile smell of dragon musk and sweat was mixing with the cool air around them as small droplets of love nectar dripped down his shaft's belly-side lazily and wandered down along the bumpy ridges of icy blue flesh. A single curl of those skilled fingers up his ass was enough to make him roar and thrash. Clenching his muscle so hard that the knot-like bulbous areas on the base of his dick swelled and squeezed out an even bigger gush of pre that sprinkled outside, right onto Alex's muzzle.

And suddenly, it all stopped. The teasing fingers pulled back outside and the warmth of the hand that held his balls hostage went away too. He was in trouble now. The long maned steed stood back up and with a cold, emotionless expression wiped the sloppy stains off of his lips and nose. With same cold and mysterious expression he looked at his own fingertips that rubbed against each other and played with the slightly sticky, slippery goo and just then he parted his lips to lick at the stains of dragon flavour and musk. Raventhan's breath was still fast and deep, but now he just watched his nemesis taking a short stroll towards the metal locker. Rummaging through his equipment for a short while, until a gleaming metal ring appeared into his hands.

"I certainly made a good choice by taking you in. You taste good and you look so wonderful in bonds. But there's still a long way before you." The quiet and calm voice of his was enchanting but also worrying. Even more when he saw as the ring getting placed onto his cock-tip. It was obviously too tight for the girth of his erection. Barely fitting around the tip, there was no way of fitting it over his thick base and past those bulbous protuberances down the base of his shaft.

"Nnnhg! Nnh! Nyyyah!" His panicked pleas were not heeded at all when he watched Alex wetting his lips seductively and parting them as his muzzle neared the defenceless length and the ring resting on it's tip. Then they clamped around his glans and Raventhan could feel how yet another gush of moisture leaves his cum-slit. Not squeezed outside, but sucked out as if it was a thick, fleshy straw dipped in a drink. The ring of hot lips stumbled onto the ring and together, started to dive down towards his sheath.

The hard squeeze of the ring making it's way past each ridge of his dragonhood forced Rav to wrinkle in discomfort. Each time the ring and mouth went past the ridge he curled his toes up and pushed his groin forward to prolong that moment as much as possible. It took less than a couple of seconds until it was there. Resting atop the two smooth, blood engorged shapes that helped him so many times to turn his submissive partners into dormant fuck-toys. Right now he was certain that he'd like to have no such thing.

"If... If that ring pops past those... I'll be screwed really badly..." He thought to himself and huffed into the muzzle mask. It helped only a tiny bit. He tried to keep himself hard and fought the ring and the suction of the sensual lips. But he was so tired too! Starting to give up and shaking his head in disbelief when during one finishing move whole of his meat vanished into the horse's mouth. Only the tightly clamped mouth stopped him from lolling out his tongue and gasping like a tired dog after chasing a car.

Alexander never stopped suckling the ice blue flesh. Caressing the belly-ridges of the pulsing boner with his tongue and moistening him all over. "Aaah... There we are. This'll be your new friend. It might feel a bit tight at first, but it'll pass. You won't get even slightly less hard from now on, but let's face the truth... I'm going to need you stiff and aroused a lot."

Those words were not assuring at all. And even when he felt the strap on the back of his head loosening at long last when Alex reached out to allow him to speak, he held back the urge to yell and swear against the fact that he was being kidnapped and sexually abused. His bright blue eyes glared into the horse's and he tried to slow his breath down. Grunting once a while as the tight ring reminded him of the predicament he was put into.

"What do you want from me?..." He asked finally, as soon as he managed to build up enough confidence to talk back towards his tormentor. "You won't make me your bitch! I'm a dragon and I have my pride. Ngh... and take that ring off me!" His demands were spoken out loud, but despite how hard he would try, he could not muster himself to raise his voice more. Mind told him it was wrong and humiliating. Degrading and abusive. Yet his body stood in defiance to his words and his facial muscle twitched gently in overflowing unspent arousal, trying to contain the stimulation from horse's hands that stroked his sides and waist now. Touching so possessively and gentle as if to make him willing to stay and accept his new role as a kinky toy.

"I don't want anything else than to hear you moan and cry out in bliss. But you will not do that as a free dragon. However, as my willing and obedient pet..." He explained, slowly circling around him with quiet tapping of his horseshoes and hooves over the floor. The moment the horse vanished behind Raventhan's back and walked out of his field of vision, the dragon felt he had to try once more to wimp out of this troublesome situation, while he had the liberty of speaking freely.

"Listen here buddy. I enjoyed your little game here and really would love to learn what you meant by the moans and cries of bliss you just called upon, but you don't have to tie me up and-" He cut the sentence halfway when the sparkling wave of desire and feral urge to bend over with his tail up struck his mind again. He would try to tense his leg muscle and clench his buttocks together to resist the wet, enticing and mesmerizing touch of the hot tongue lapping up all the way along his taint. He desperately snapped at the air to catch enough to fill his lungs and form some comprehensible words, but each time he was ready to speak yet another sensual lick tenderized his resolve and scrambled his words. Jaws parted and eyes slowly closing, he started to drift off into a wet daydream.

Alexander pressed his nose against the base of Rav's tail, right underneath it and started to speak in between the moments when he rolled his tongue around the winking tailhole that tensed and relaxed in a steady rhythm, giving him a fine peek at the bright blue folds lining the fleshy walls inside.

"Silly boy... You are mine now, whether you want it or not. And soon, you will be begging me for more of the pleasantries I have given you today. Consider it as a treat before the main course that will last for the long days ahead of us." He charmed and mocked. With his words alone hypnotising and planting seeds of burning curiosity in Raventhan's mind. The dragon would not object anyway. Not against his words, not against the tongue that claimed his sensitive vent as a means of sexual torture either. The ring kept him hard and unable to cum. The tingling in his balls turned into pressure and oversensitivity when one after another stroke of the horse's hand milked his ring-locked shaft and pushed towards the peak that he could not possibly achieve now. He was a slut... And a toy... But most of all, he knew that this was only the beginning of a really long summer holiday.