Spyro the Relaxing: Chapter three
#3 of Spyro the Relaxing
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Chapter 3: The Violence of Some Dragons.
The next day the trio left the Atlawa clan and headed to the Chronicler once again. It took several hours and during the flight, Spyro's thoughts often wandered to Cynder. Having flown all day, the trio needed to stop for a rest. Spyro decided that they would stop and seek refuge at the Munitions Forge, where his old friend Mole-yair, the leader of the Manweersmalls resided.
"Spyro my good friend, long time no see." Mole-yair greeted the three.
"Definitely no see, he's blind." Sparx said slyly
"Mole-yair, I was wondering if we could stay in your village for the night?" Spyro asked.
"Of coarse Spyro." Mole-yair replied, "Tell your lady friend to come too."
"I'm coming." Cynder said grinning.
Apparently, Cynder's smell had changed since the darkness left her body and Mole-yair could not recognize her. Just in case that was true, the trio did not say anything. Mole-yair led the way to the village where they clearly saw that the Manweersmalls had many underground caves with a mailbox in front of each one.
"Spyro my fren, you and your frens can stay in your own quarters." Mole-yair said pointing.
"Thank you Mole-yair." Spyro said happily.
"Oh, and there is plenty of food in thar." Mole-yair stated before walking off.
The Trio was exhausted from their travels, even though it was still early in the day. It was about noon and the sun was in the highest point in the sky. The heat didn't bother the dragons, but Sparx didn't like it so much.
"Damn, this heat is killing me." Sparx said panting.
"Go drink something." Cynder said handing him a leaf with a water droplet on it.
Sparx eagerly drank replenishing himself somewhat.
"Cynder, can I speak with you alone?" Spyro asked with a concerned look.
"Of course." Cynder replied following the purple dragon out of the cave.
They took off in flight and easily found a mountain top. The mountain was well heated and cooled by the wind. The top of the very tall mountain was flat and was as large as two school buses side by side.
"Cynder, the Chronicler told me I needed to do more than just say I love you and I don't kno..." Spyro started before fainting.
Dream/Vision:
"Spyro, are you their?" Chronicler asked.
"Yes, what is it?" Spyro said angrily.
"Did I do something to anger you Spyro?" the Chronicler asked worriedly.
"Yes, I was about to talk to Cynder." Spyro said with a low growl.
"I am terribly sorry but I needed to see how much longer it would be before you got to my den, time is running out." Chronicler explained.
Meanwhile with Cynder:
"SPYRO." Cynder pleaded worriedly.
"He can't help you." Gera said landing next to her.
"Get out of here." Cynder growled in a menacing pose.
"The great powerful Cynder was once the right hand to the dark master and now look at you." Gera snickered.
"I'm plenty tuff." Cynder hissed.
"We will see." Gera returned.
Gera pounced on Cynder pinning her to her back. Gera spat ice at Cynder's arms, legs, and wings, forming them to the ground. She was unable to move.
"Now let's have a little revenge." Gera slyly smiled.
Gera breathed more ice into her claw and it formed into a long rod like object. Cynder's eyes focused on the object as small barbs made the object rigid. Cynder noticed where Gera was looking and her eyes widened as she got a clue as to what was going to happen. Gera moved closer and ever so gently ran a claw over Cynder's apparent slit between her legs. Cynder couldn't help but moan out at the pleasure. She struggled against the ice only irritating her scaled and making her squirm.
"Tell me, are you a virgin?" Gera asked.
"NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS." Cynder screamed.
"I'll find out the hard way bitch." Gera growled shoving the penis looking icicle into her snatch in one swift motion.
Her hymen was ripped to shreds and tears formed in Cynder's eyes as she screamed. Her voice was echoing across the land as Gera let the ice sit for a moment.
"I think I will have a little pleasure too I think." Gera said grinning.
Gera blew more ice on the shard that protruded from Cynder's entrance and it easily doubled in length. Gera positioned herself over the ice and moaned as she felt her own sex being opened by the ice. Cynder on the other hand winced in pain as it was pushed deeper in her, as she pushed. The dildo of ice easily filled both females and Gera increased her own pleasure by listening to Cynder's whines.
"Please don't do this." Cynder pleaded.
"Music to my ears." Gera sighed.
Cynder cried her eyes out as she felt as if she was being ripped open.
Back with Spyro in the vision:
"Hurry on the Earth pad and I will return you to the real world." Chronicler pointed out.
"Ok."
Spyro jumped up and felt nothing.
"Its not working I'm sorry." The Chronicler said.
"Why?" Spyro asked.
"Like I said before, you need to unblock your emotions." Chronicler explained. "Just unblock your emotions and I will unlock the next element, Spyro."
Back with Cynder and Gera:
"Scream, Cynder." Gera gleefully said.
"PLeaze." Cynder pleaded.
Gera could feel her orgasm nearing and so could Cynder. Cynder didn't want the nearing orgasm and it disgusted her that it was coming. She somewhat enjoyed the sensation and couldn't help but anticipate the orgasm. She started to enjoy it as she started to picture Spyro. The pain subsided instantly as the picture of Spyro fucking her slipped into her mind. She moaned out loudly.
"You like it don't you slut." Gera asked happily.
"I'M CUMMMING SPYRO." Cynder screamed.
Both Cynder and Gera's bodies shuddered against one another as they came. Hearing Spyro's name being yelled from her mouth as she came ruined her orgasm. She was enraged as she growled.
"YOU BITCH; you aren't supposed to think of him." Gera growled.
Gera then saw something out of the corner of her eyes and saw Spyro tackle her with an Ice ball. Gera's wing was frozen and was sent over the side of the mountain. She shook it off and flew off yelling, "I will get my revenge to the both of you."
"Cynder you ok?" Spyro asked melting away the ice with his fire breath.
"I think so." Cynder weakly replied before fainting.
Spyro couldn't help but blush at the displayed Cynder. Her clit was still filled with the icicle and he felt awkward pulling it from her snatch. He caught the smell of Cynder and Gera on the icicle. He began to get aroused but knew he needed to get help for her. Blood seeped from her clit and he decided to fuse some fire and ice breath to spurt water on her, cleaning her of the filth.
Five days later:
Cynder slowly opened her eyes to see Spyro and Sparx sitting next to her in the cave.
"Cynder you're awake." Spyro said eagerly rubbing himself up against her.
"How do you feel dark princess?" Sparx asked actually concerned.
"Actually pretty rested." She said standing up.
"I'm so glad." Spyro said with tears running from his face.
"Spyro?" Cynder said almost crying when she saw his tears.
"I'll just leave you two alone." Sparx said before leaving.
As soon as Sparx was out of sight, Spyro jumped Cynder pinning her to the ground with a kiss. Cynder relaxed after moments of being surprised and eagerly returned the kiss. Spyro pulled back and hysterically cried, "I thought you weren't going to wake up."
"Don't worry Spyro." Cynder said comfortingly.
Spyro, Cynder and Sparx all stayed in the village for a couple more days but left soon after. They were leaving for their last destination, The Chronicler.