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Though it was three hours past his work day, the blue dragon still remained at his desk, fingers deftly flying across a keyboard, intermingled with the odd mouse-click. His eyes remained trained on his monitor as he manoeuvred his way through emails and contracts, the new ten films being pushed through at a blistering pace. Shaun sighed, rubbing his tired brow that creased with an ache from having been at work for far too long. Still, he knew he would have done the same the next night, and the night after that, and again once more. Over and over he'd go over his hours to go above and beyond for his employer. Deep down he could chalk it up to desire, a heady lust that had since been churning in his gut since the moment he saw the dragon for the first time as an intern, building up now until he was all but within touching distance of the man.

Kaiser had that sort of charm; his body, his looks, his charisma... it was hard to ever say no to him.

Shaun had been working at Kaiser Studios now for several years, zigzagging through differently roles until he'd reached what he considered the pinnacle of his career with the studios. Now Kaiser's personal assistant, the dragon did everything for the bigger male, from driving him around town to running the pettiest of errands. Secretly, Shaun held much admiration for the man, knowing the difficulty he himself had when it came to admitting what he did for a living, wincing at the judging faces and upturned noses. But Kaiser was always blunt with his profession, as casual as one might state the time, he seemed to be uncaring if anybody had a qualm with his line of work. Though Shaun could see why nobody stood up to him. The man was a giant, built as solid as a rock with just as much size to him. Since first spotting the dragon, Kaiser had managed to infect every waking moment of the lesser man's life. Fantasies revolved around the prospect of a night with him, dreams were infested with his body, the longing for just the simplest of intimate touches driving him wild even when on the clock, forcing him to make a detour to the private bathroom to rub a sneaky one out. It disrupted everything about Shaun, from his love life to his working day. It was all in pursuit of the Kaiser.

"Shaun, you're still here?"

The blue dragon looked up to see the red counterpart peeking his head around the office door. Shaun looked up, blearily wiping his eyes to rouse some kind of action into himself before prompting a response,

"I'll be finishing up soon sir."

"Be sure that you do." He made the move to leave, but paused a moment, addressing the assistant once more, "When you're finished though, just pop into my office to say goodnight so that I know you've left the building. Don't want the night guard to be thinking you're snooping through our files." He chuckled, the words rolling so smoothly as though they were rehearsed a dozen times over, before he was gone from sight. But Shaun didn't need him to be there to remember the dragon. The larger male was always something which struck his mind often. The deep crimson of his scales, the rough face that spoke volumes by expression alone, the bulging chest that was barely contained beneath the most exquisite of suits... It was enough to have Shaun tenting in his pants beneath his desk as he imagined that expensive clothing just peeling away from his body of far more worth, feeling the defined muscles beneath that remained taut and ready to control the dragon into his natural position where he belonged: by the Kaiser's feet...

"Yes sir." He called out, though desperately too late.

It was a little odd, however, that he had asked him to say goodbye. Normally their routine was clockwork. Kaiser would remain in his office through the later hours of the evening until either all his work was done for the day or if everyone else had already left. Shaun knew for a fact that today the former had already been met. The deal with 'Zwoosh' had been signed, the films being put immediately into production and all other projects postponed until the results of Kaiser's little experiment had come out, whether they bore fruits fresh or rotten deciding if he was worth keeping on. All that remained was the menial paperwork - and he'd already opted to do that instead of Kaiser. The red dragon had little reason to stay other than to run through drivelling documents. Boring stuff really which could always be taken home or studied another time. But still, it was nearing to almost eleven o'clock and yet the Kaiser had stayed in his office, the only sounds being the odd scuffle or cough. Everyone else had long since left, filing out one by one through the parking lot and off home, leaving just the two of them alone, save for the night guard who would almost naturally be snoozing already at his post. Nobody wanted to steal porn. It was unheard of.

Shaun was nearly finished though, which was all that mattered right now. Musing over the Kaiser's intentions was futile as the man always kept an air of mystery to him regardless. The blue dragon knew he liked to hold the high ground and keep it to himself, dominating anything he desired in order to have his ruthless way. To try and second guess him was nothing but a worthless effort gone to waste. Shaun decided it'd be best to prepare the last of the paperwork forms for postage and have them dropped off early in the morning by one of the new interns. They were, like he had been years ago, eager to help out any way they can. It was a godsend really, to have access to such labour like that. Shaun could see why the Kaiser liked taking subordinates on in order to run his life a little smoother.

He clicked 'print', the plastic box across from him suddenly hissing into life and breathing out sheet after sheet of crisp paper, scribbled in ink with all the necessary documents. Most of them were just the finalised drafts of the contracts for the new actors they were signing on. Though they were amateurs, Zwoosh had insisted they be hired, if only for one-offs. It was a risky move, but Shaun was keen to see the results.

The last of the documents slid into Shaun's paw and he filed them into a stack, straightening them out before tapping them all along a flat edge, levelling them into a neat and orderly pile. He placed them gently onto his desk, taking a sticky note and fixing it to the top of his stack, writing on a message for whoever had the lucky task of taking these down to logistics. Most people knew the drill by now, and so he had no worries over if they were going to make it to their designated destinations or not. Besides, they were out of his paws now. Somebody else could handle the contracts now that he was finished. He remembered that tomorrow he would have to wire Trey their local talent scout for the last of his money after finding the amateurs. But that could wait now. Shaun thought it best to go home. It had been a long day, and his body creaked with the signs of fatigue.

As he gathered his things up, logging off his computer and tidying up his desk for tomorrow, he remembered absently to let his boss know he was off out now.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he knocked on Kaiser's door, the heavy wood mounted with a plaque regarding his name. There was a sharp, gruff 'enter' as Shaun was granted permission to head inside. He twisted the handle to the door, poking his head around its side now much like his employer had before,

"I'm off home now, sir, is there anything else you wanted?"

"Ah, Shaun, yes. As a matter of fact, there is; come in." His tone sounded serious. This wasn't good.

The blue dragon stepped out from behind the door and pushed it shut softly behind him,

"Is everything alright, sir?" He was offered a chair, but he remained standing. Kaiser continued regardless,

"I've been thinking about rewarding those who've stayed committed to the studios despite all the recent upheavals we've been having," he rose from his chair and turned around, looking out through the blinds and shuttered the window to nothing but darkened slits, "Bonuses, if you will, for those who've shown aptitude throughout the reformation. You're one of those individuals I'd like to truly commemorate for your determined and unwavering work." Shaun blushed, his voice failing him as he stammered out his thanks,

"That's awfully kind of you sir."

"But it's not in my budget to award everyone with pay-offs. The studio is tightening is belt as of late thanks to the recession. Therefore I have to be a little... unconventional, shall we say?" Shaun nodded, folding his arms behind his back with clasped paws, relieved now that he wasn't in trouble,

"I understand sir, but what do you mean by 'unconventional'?" Kaiser chuckled, turning back around to face his assistant, a sly smile curling at his lips,

"You think I don't notice when you're sneaking a look at me? When my back is turned or my attention is elsewhere that I'm oblivious to you drooling at my presence. Do you think I'm a fool?" Shaun didn't respond. The hot flush across his face was good enough to speak for itself. He was cornered. "All this time, every moment we're together, you're shooting me glances when you think I'm unaware, gawping at my body. So here's my proposal to you," Kaiser undid the buttons to his blazer, sliding the jacket off and tossing it across the back of his chair, "You have two choices. You can leave now, we pretend like this never happened and you instead receive a healthy cheque in the post whilst we both know you've missed probably the best opportunity of your lifetime." The red dragon took to untucking his shirt, loosening the tie followed by a delicate pluck of every button until his bare, darkened chest came into view, the contours of his muscle light up by the soft lamplight, "Or you can strip now, get to your knees, and finally receive the body you've been horny for after. You can go from being a mere assistant and secretary to the ultimate form of service, becoming my slave and servant to my every whim."

Shaun gulped, not realising he'd been clamping his paws so tightly behind his back that they'd begun to go numb. His heartbeat thundered in his ears like a drum announcing a foreboding toll. His mouth was dry, forcing him to wet his lips with a thirsty slather of his tongue. Gaze fixed upon the dragon has he slowly unveiled his torso before him, he felt weak, dazed as his mind reeled to comprehend the situation. Perhaps it was a joke, a sexual harassment scam? But Kaiser wasn't the sort of man to do that. In all the time Shaun had known him, he was ever anything but direct and forthright.

"Well boy?" Kaiser snapped, "What'll it be?"

Shaking, paws trembling with the sheer anticipation, Shaun lifted his paws to the buttons of his waistcoat, undoing one by one slowly, with much less grace than Kaiser had. Eventually the clothing fell away to its sides, leaving him to reach up again to begin unbuttoning his shirt, mirroring his master and mentor's undressing, shrugging off the garments to the floor. He had thought the larger reptile would join him in stripping off, but no, he carried on watching the blue dragon present himself to him. With a stern, fixed stare he bore down upon his assistant with much intensity, unceasing until the dragon had shed every last vestige of clothing. He was left standing there in the subdued light, cold form displayed in all its prowess to its new superior, its natural place now being realised as Kaiser strode his way around the desk,

"Yes... You will do nicely." He unzipped his fly, the sound sharp in the air as metal teeth snagged on their counterparts, "Now kneel..."

Shaun could do nothing but obey, gone now was the tone of boss and underling, replaced with the assumed dynamic of master and pet. From his pocket, Kaiser produced a collar, fresh from their latest range and embellished with golden studs - premium token of ownership, for the more illustrious of slaves. Kaiser would have no such association with prissy jewels and shining gems. His pets were treated to the very best in cold, polished steel and imposing gold and brass. As he fitted the collar around the dragon's neck, he pushed the male's muzzle against his crotch,

"Breathe deep, slut. Know your master's scent. You will learn to smell when I am in need of satisfaction. I'll be adding it to your contract tonight." He plucked Shaun's glasses off his face when the collar clicked shut around his neck, sealing his position now, nose smothered in the dragon's heady crotch. A slow, lungful of hot, sweaty air filled his chest, laden with all sorts of pheromones that had him panting in a single breath, his cock swelling as he let the Kaiser's aroma seep in to his core. He could feel his body giving over to the sensations, lulled along by the dreamy haze of lust, like a riverboat sailing merrily down towards a carnal abyss. The dragon's underwear was swimming in the potent stench of manliness, and as Kaiser picked at his waistband and pulled them down the stench became even stronger. It flooded Shaun's senses and left him a muddled blur of need. Soon he was standing at full mast, his dick jutting out from his groin as he knelt on the plush carpet, face pressed deeply between his master's thighs. It wasn't enough though. For all his teasing, Shaun wanted more. He needed more. He had to have it.

Pathetically, though he knew he could do nothing else but beg, he made tentative whines, hot breath panting against the dragon's crotch as his junk was slowly exposed to the world. Shaun whimpered as its might was gradually revealed; he had known its true size even before he'd got to handle the real thing. Kaiser, along with iconic actors from over the years, had all stepped forward to offer their members up for casting, producing a range of sex toys for the studios to sell and branch out their portfolio. Shaun had overseen the production, making sure all the toys lived up to expectations, even if it meant testing one or two of them himself... He had never managed to get his paws on Kaiser's though. That had been produced and shipped off before he'd even realised it, but now he was being given his second chance at wielding his manhood - the real article, no less. It sent a shiver of fear right down his spine until it pooled in his gut as an icy draught, his body lurching at the thought of taking the monstrosity. Already Kaiser was a large man, far larger than most, and for his species Shaun lacked size. Therefore the comparison of the two of them there, with Shaun on his knees with his face mere inches away from the red dragon's still limp cock, it illustrated just the sort of predicament he was in. It was staggering. Whilst he himself was endowed with a fairly generous member, Kaiser had him dwarfed, the fat cock rolling free and slapping against his muzzle with a dull flop.

"Impressed?" Kaiser smirked, taking a hold of the back of his pet's head, "Good, now open wide."

Obediently, Shaun parted his mouth, preparing for the meat that was about to be slid between his lips. The hardened head met his muzzle first, slipping along the groove of his tongue and deep into his maw. Kaiser refused to stop, even when that fat head began to pry at the opening to the water dragon's throat. Shaun struggled momentarily, but the red dragon waited, unmoving until the submissive male at his feet stopped resisting, then proceeded as if nothing had happened. Even as his cock began to thicken, surging with fresh blood into the pet's mouth, he pushed him right down until those lips brushed against his roughened groin, nose pressed into his abdomen where it breathed erratically, huffing in strained snorts of musk. Shaun relaxed though, as the natural potency of the scent did its work, he became compliant to the bigger reptile's desires. As his throat convulsed and settled about the member that had stuffed itself down his neck, his body fell lax, dick still throbbing between his legs but otherwise he left it untouched. Kaiser would let him stroke himself in due time, for now it was his pleasure that came first.

Kaiser began to pull his member out now, beginning the inevitable process of marking his pet's muzzle with his seed. He'd been anticipating this moment for months, looking for an opportunity to spring the offer on his assistant ever since he'd figured out the slut had a thing for him. The red dragon was never shy to mix business with pleasure, but it had always been on an intermittent basis. New bottoms to breed would come and go on a sporadic schedule, leaving the dragon to wait the undetermined times between a fresh fuck and the wait for the next victim. At first, when he first caught the glimpse that Shaun was admiring him from afar, he hadn't been certain. It had felt too good to be true, to have a bottom ready on stand-by like this was a miracle. For a month or so, he had bided his time, making double sure that the blue, frailer dragon truly did long for him. When he found the final evidence after he'd heard his assistant had snuffled around to find a model of his life-cast dildo, it had clinched the deal. Only now with the opportunity presenting itself to ream the dragon's succulent lips did he finally take the chance. Now it was paying off. The velvet muzzle suckled in all the right ways about his girth, and stretched beautifully as he hardened up within the maw, to the point that Shaun was pushed to his limit as he was forced fed the cock. He could grunt and moan like a good bitch, but beyond that there was little in his control. Kaiser could take his head between both paws and piston his hips backwards and forwards, letting that tongue work its magic against his lengthy shaft, the ridges and spines grating across the warm flesh as he rode his way to an orgasm. It was too much, the pent up need reducing his ability to stave off cumming, but it mattered little to him. He had prepared for this moment, steeling himself for a long night of many climaxes. This was just the first.

He gave no warning to his pet as he felt his sack lunge, thrusting in hard and balls deep as he came. He growled, a booming, guttural sound that shook the office walls, Shaun's head held against the dragon's crotch. Though he squirmed and fought back as the seed flooded into his mouth, gurgling down his throat and spilling back out with the backlog of sticky jizz, he loved being marked by his master, already the smell of sex bleeding into the air. His body already soaked up the male's juices, his muzzle wet with drying cum, the heavy taste of earthiness coating his mouth. It was intoxicating, more so when the Kaiser finally let him go, pulling back rapidly so that whatever was in his mouth dribbled down onto his chest, heaving in deep breaths of the lustful air.

"Don't get comfortable, slave," Kaiser chirred, "There's plenty more to be done tonight. I want that ass, on my desk, stat."

"Yes sir."

Once again, Shaun lifted himself off the floor still dripping with his master's seed, and obediently followed orders. He hopped up onto the smoothed surface of the desk, sidling his way up until he could lean back safely and rest upon his back. As he lay across Kaiser's desk, brown mane drifting across and draped along the wooden edge, the red dragon stepped up to his body, his paw stroking across the bared blue hide stripped with navy jags. His palms ran across the inner thighs of his assistant, lingering for a moment just along the crux where the leg met the hips, until it crept across the male's shaft. Torturously, he gave the male a few soft caresses, working the long shaft from base to tip, leaving Shaun moaning loudly. He stopped short when he felt the dragon had received enough attention, slipping his paw once again into the pocket of his trousers. Despite the blue male's protests of indignant whimpers and grunts, Kaiser ignored all the involuntary flexes of his muscles and flicks of his tail, the strains to be used as he so desired, his urges overpowering that of rational thought. He produced a steel cock ring, slipping it down the male's shaft and then threading through his balls. It nestled itself against Shaun's crotch, until it began to whir and tighten, the marvels of technology doing their thing until the dragon was panting breathlessly as the ring came to a comfortable albeit disconcerting stop. It fitted snugly about his cock and sack, leaving him eternally hard and prevented him from ever going soft, whilst it did not hurt him. Kaiser applied a similar ring to himself, grunting as it tightened until it stopped, giving them both the opportunity now to go throughout the night.

"Now boy... We need to make sure you don't go anywhere."

Kaiser pushed a paw beneath the male's back and flipped him over as though he weighed nothing, putting his advantage of mass and strength to his benefit. Shaun landed with a soft thud as he was now laid flat across the desk on his gut, arms yanked roughly behind him by the far more experienced man. The sense that Kaiser knew what he was doing was impossible to ignore, as the red reptile went about his business as though Shaun were nothing but a regular customer whom had been at his mercy many times before. He wandered around his desk and opened a draw, pulling out a pair of leather binding cuffs. It was the more hardened variation that graduated up from normal leather cuffs. These restricted all paw movement, binding both wrists and forearms together so that they were impossibly immobile, unable to do anything but tug at their bonds. Kaiser fixed them deftly without so much as ounce of trouble from his slave, latching them shut with the impeccable silvered buckles. As he stepped back to admire his handiwork, he shed the last of his clothing, dropping his trousers and underwear to the floor before stepping out of them. Now he stood there, stroking his slickened shaft with one paw, another at his hip, whilst Shaun struggled weakly at his position, knowing his fate was sealed.

All that stood between them fucking now was to loosen his pet up for his cock. Whilst his mouth might have been able to push itself to take his member, his hole would not be so willing. Shaun's jaw would hurt tomorrow, once all the pheromones had taken their effect and diffused from his system, his whole body would be wracked with the agony of post-service to his new master, but that was a price he had to pay for the goals he wanted. His ass was another matter. It presented the challenge of first opening up the slut. As Kaiser stepped up to the male's spread rear, he hacked up a wad of spit onto his fingers, reaching down between the cheeks to slather to viscous fluids all across his slave's hole. He tested one digit; pushing it in as far as he could go before he met too greater a resistance to go any further. He barely got to one knuckle before Shaun's pained grunt sounded out, warding him to back out again. Another splodge of saliva was spat at his bitch's ass, working in the juices until Shaun's cleft glistened with the wetness. Kaiser slipped in another finger, his other paw going down to squeeze and stretch Shaun's sack to distract him, letting him push in the digit all the way whilst he gave off a deep, slow groan. He matched the movements between either paw, pushing in with one finger as he pulled his balls back, repeating the motion over and over again, building up speed until the blue dragon's buttocks were jiggling as he fidgeted about. Once Kaiser had two fingers pushing in, he began to switch up the pace, going between pulling on his bitch's balls to giving a satisfying slap across the male's ass - soft flesh bouncing as his heavy paw spanked against it.

"Who's a good bitch?" He said, grunting with the power that snarled in his chest, "Tell me!"

"I am, sir!" Shaun cried out as a sharp smack was delivered to his ass, three fingers shoved in past his rim.

"And whose bitch are you?" Another painful spank, "Who do you belong to?" Shaun could barely get the words out as his whole body shook with the intensity, three fingers turning to four and each slap coming at a faster rate,

"You sir!" He wailed, torso writhing upon the desk as he could only struggle in his posture, unable to do anything to stop the dragon from having his way.

"Damn right," Kaiser pulled all four fingers out mercilessly before working up to anything bigger. He liked his sluts tight, not loose. He lined up his cock and immediately shoved a good portion of its thickened shaft in without waiting for Shaun to recover from the juddering experience. The wind was fucked out of him as Kaiser sank in his length, ridges plucking along the rim as they slid inside, repeating the occasion he had at the mouth and refusing to stop until he was balls deep inside his prey. Shaun could do nothing to stop him, head thumping into the desk as Kaiser went about his way, the shaft pushing out against his gut. He could feel the fat member working its way inside, shaping his innards to suit his desire tunnelled until it was perfect. The cock felt immensely heavy in his bowels and sagging him down and pressing him against the desk as the monster was fed into him. His hole stretched, continuously it felt, until it could go no further. Then Kaiser forced it further, the push unending until finally the familiar sensation of a flat lap coming flush with his cheeks announced the completion of their first task. Now, what was to follow would be far worse.

Shaun howled out softly, grunting as Kaiser began to pull out, his hole clenching about the thick girth as it began to exit him. He could feel every spine and every ridge along his insides, stroking and probing the walls like claws, as though they were attempting to pull his guts back out with the cock. Shaun half-expected them to succeed, as the monstrous dick did its work, sending him into throes of incomprehensible pleasure and pain, leaving him shaking against the desk. Kaiser just took a hold of his slave's hips and pulled back until his head remained snuggled just inside the warm rim, the hole pulsing with the blue dragon's timid heartbeat whilst his own pumped deep throbs into his cock. He watched the spectacle below, seeing the reptile's cock drooling all across the floor with a thick stream of pre, whilst he used the former fluids from his maw and orgasm to line the way for fucking. It was no matter; whatever mess they made now would be for Shaun to clean up later as punishment for not coming forward sooner with his desires. Kaiser despised secrecy and pussyfooting around issues. Shaun would pay for his insolence in believing he could get away with not having the red dragon use him sooner.

For now though, he focused on the main task. He pushed back in again, the hole stroking once again with greater ease along his engorged cock. Shaun became nothing but a tube at this point, ready to be fucked, filled, and bred by any means necessary until Kaiser was sated. But with the rings in place, that wouldn't be for some time. He grunted and groaned however, fucking in deep with one slow, unceasing motion, until his balls once more tapped against Shaun's. Then it was a repeat of the act, dragging out his guts with the spines before fucking them back in, rutting once more the breath right from the dragon's lungs. He gradually began to build up his speed, increased the power he put behind every thrust, as Shaun adapted. He was a quick learner, far better than some of the asses Kaiser had had in his time, and so as time went on the hole became more accommodating. Shaun's innards became more open, looser, though still remarkably enveloping and delightful. For Kaiser, it soon became like slipping on an old glove. Whilst the term might have been overused, there was no other way to describe it. The ass was made for him, its hole ready for his cock alone. He would be sure to use it over and over again, baring his teeth as he did so, turning feral whilst the grabbed a harsher grip of Shaun's waist, humping him hard into the desk. Nobody could hear them, as Kaiser growled and roared with beastly sounds of dominance, he overruled his pet, leaving him to quiver against the desk, lost in the feelings of incredible bliss that radiated through is abdomen as the cock fucked against his prostate. Though to say it tapped was an understatement. No, it ground against his prostate, working it down into a fine pulp as it milked it dry, leaving him desperate to cum but not quite there yet. It was up to the Kaiser to allow him that, knowing a single act from him could set him off. The experience and dominance was overwhelming to his musk-addled brain. He only clung to consciousness by the desire to continue feeling such pleasures at the paws of his master.

The red reptile leant down, hunched over his bitch's prone form, and bit into his nape. Not hard enough to cause damage - he wanted his beloved pet intact - but deep enough to know his position. Shaun gasped silently whilst Kaiser gnawed at his shoulder, teeth pressed against his flesh, threatening to sink just a little deeper and draw blood. It was the ultimate sign of ownership, and whilst Shaun shuddered at the feeling, Kaiser fucked his cock in a few last times until he began to feel the fire of a second orgasm sparking in his crotch. It didn't take much longer until the fire was a towering inferno, and soon he could feel his dick surging with a rush of blood, harder than ever before in the male's guts, painting them with thick, virile seed. He marked his bitch from the inside, heavy floods of cum shooting into the slave's ass until it could go nowhere else but down or out, seeping and trickling across Shaun's thighs or oozing deeper into his stomach. The heat seared against his abdomen, leaving him to fidget and writhe in the hot bliss, unable to contain himself any longer as he cried out, making all sorts of indeterminable panting shouts. Caught in a bout of ecstasy, Kaiser sent him into overload when he began to stroke the male's shaft between his legs in a reach-around, making him buck his hips against the bigger male as he came against the desk, large shots of jizz splattering against the plush carpet. They made their mess together, reptilian seed pooling into one large puddle on the floor, as Kaiser pulled his cock free from the male's hole. Shaun gasped as it gaped, clenching up tightly once it was free of obstruction, but not before a waterfall of dragon batter had sloshed onto the floor. Without needing to be commanded, Shaun got off the desk and knelt once again in their climax's result, nuzzling into the Kaiser's cum-covered meat and licking it clean as his master held the still hard member steady for him. By no means it was the end of their evening, but Kaiser knew Shaun needed a rest.

But not for _too_long...

~ ~ ~

As Shaun picked up his shirt, he zipped up the fly of his trousers. The room still had that taint of sex to the air, but harsh cleaning chemicals and fragrant flowers overlaid the stench. His mind was still woozy from the musk, but he'd since regained his senses around about the eight o'clock mark. It didn't leave them much time to get the office back into order. Kaiser seemed unperturbed by the night's rutting, as he now stood still stark naked before his window, limp cock dangling between his thighs that still shone with the signs of cum, spit, and lube. Shaun's ass was sore, unbelievably so, and he waddled about as he picked up his things, each movements rewarding him with a sharp protest from his hole that scalded him for having eyes bigger than his ass.

"I will send for the cleaners later sir to clean your office properly whilst you're attending to Zwoosh's shoots," Shaun said, trying to resume once again the level of normality they'd had not twenty-four hours earlier, "And I will personally see to it that your suit is sent to the drycleaners."

"Very good, slave." Shaun blushed at the name, but he daren't question Kaiser's motives. He was at his mercy. Whenever they would be alone, Shaun would be there to service him. No matter the circumstances, he was the Kaiser's personal everything now.

"Um... Sir?" Shaun spoke up, his voice barely audible. Kaiser looked over his shoulder to address him,

"Yes, Mr Dracoflare?"

"What about... um, this?" He pointed to the collar still fixed to his neck, tugging at the fitting leather that was clasped about him. Kaiser chuckled,

"Ah yes, I almost forgot." He strutted over to the much smaller blue dragon and reached up to the collar, fiddling about with it for a moment until he let it go again, stepping away from Shaun and looking down at his pet, "Is that better?"

Shaun had expected him to remove the collar, to let him leave the office still looking like the man everyone had seen him be outside in the workplace, but as he looked into his glassy reflection, he could see the small addition Kaiser had made to his accessory. Looking closely, he read the words of the small silver tag now jingling from his neck 'Property of Kaiser'.

His blushed darkened to a deep scarlet, but he accepted it. It was his place, to be forever the slave to go 'yes sir' to Kaiser's every desire.