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Sweet and bitter, the absinthe spilled over Atin's tongue and down his throat with a warmth that spilled towards his stomach, a pleasant tingling sensation spread through his stomach and spread outwards. The music was beating loudly in his ears despite the fact the glass was supposed to be thick enough that it should have been silent, but that was for more normal volume instead of what his club boasted. They danced out beyond the two way mirror, writhing and bouncing, their bodies turning in absolute primal delight as the lights flashed above them and through them, outlining their forms. The dragon followed their dancing eagerly, the slits of his eyes opening wider as he went person to person, weighing and measuring them as he always did during the weekends.

The dragon had bought the club half a dozen years ago on a whim, his bank account lending him enough ready cash to give into such urges and he had never regretted the impulse. Here, it was as if he had been thrown back in time to the point of being absolute ruler of his domain and all that stepped within it. There was no law but his own, enforced by his bouncers ruthlessly when needed too. It was here he could give into the whims that society denied him, here that he could ignore the need to put on a polite public face, the face of his company. How the world had changed, they had become politically correct and easily harmed by simple words, they took exception to everything and anything they could.

_Dragons. _ He curled his lip back in a half snarl of disgust. His people were no longer powerful and beautiful, bold and dashing.

His solid emerald eyes shifted towards the dance floor, picking out the females that danced in wild abandon. Outside of these walls he would have had to court them slowly and sweetly, kind words and gentle afternoons, long conversations that would finally cumulate in a moment of passion. It was disgusting, the weak were breeding the strong, the strong were being pushed away in favor of the weak. Their lines were failing and falling. By rights, the females should have been taken by the strongest and boldest, claimed and given a fine promising clutch. They called it rape now, labeling it as something foul when the females themselves had once reveled in it, basking in the knowledge that only the best of the best could make claim on their clutches. How the world had turned them, changed them, destroyed them as a people, only here did he feel a small spark of what the world had once been.

He watched the females, picking them out as he always had, the silver tip of his tail curled along his legs as they dancing forms flashed back and forth. There was a bold looking one, tall and lean with small wings and an elegant tail, a short one with a curvy body and no wings at all, one that looked as if she came from the sea. They came in every shape and color, but it wasn't simply their bodies that were drawing his eyes, but the way they moved, the position of their tail and wings. They were so ignorant of the meaning of their body that they didn't even realize what they were advertising to the entire club. Most of the males didn't even realize, but he knew what he was looking for.

He found her, the vibrant blue-green color stood out even in the club lights as she turned around, her finned tail coiling around her sensuously. Her delicate muzzle turned down to a narrow point, more slender than he was used too, but it was still beautiful looking, especially when paired with the large sapphire eyes that were fixated on a little gryphoness that was her companion. Her body was lean and curled this way and that, dressed in a short skirt and leather corset that pushed up her breasts up into the air so that seemed larger and more inviting. As if she were offering them to him to sample at his leisure. And, more importantly, she moved in a way that stirred him and sent his heart beating faster every time she turned the long finned tail.

She was all but screaming her readiness to the entire world, her tail hiked just high enough to hint at the curve of her ass, the fringe of webbed frills on her head flared out proudly. She twisted and turned, constantly navigating towards males even when she wasn't paying attention, trying to draw them in. Perhaps she knew her body's need, but he doubted she really understood, what dragoness put thought into their heat anymore beyond a time that they felt a little needier? He had never found one that really realized it until it was too late. He doubted she'd even think about it until they were at the point of no return. Her ripe little womb was his for the taking.

"To us, my dear." He lifted his glass at the mirror and let a sly grin part his narrow muzzle, his tongue tip flickered out to run along the ridge of his hooked beak.

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Mari felt her body pounding with her heat beat, a wild sound that was hammering in her ears and make her follow the music with abandon that her roommate soon couldn't keep up with. She had never felt such a flush of energy, it was powerful and demanding, refusing to calm down as she curled her long tail around herself and felt the soft smooth hide caressing her bare lower legs with a delightful shiver. Everything felt more exhilarating this evening, the air that brushed over her was even alluring as she felt the bodies shifting around her, some of them briefly slipping against her, the tails brushing her before she moved back away again. She didn't know what was wrong with her, she didn't feel sick, but she still felt feverish, like her skin was swollen too hot around her.

She smoothed her ear frills down against her head as the music shifted beats and the lights suddenly dimmed down, the brief flashes not enough to truly see by, but she didn't need to see, she only needed to feel. The bass began to beat harder, she felt the vibrations in her chest while she tilted her head back and felt a hand sliding along the edge of her back in a gentle caress. It was more invasive than an errant tail, purposefully running along the back of her corset up to her bare shoulders, the finger pads and hooked claws trailed lightly just along the nape of her neck so Mari let out a sound of protest and ducked away to the sound of warm masculine laughter coming from behind her. His body brushed against her, a caress that trailed along the line of her spine as she moved away and the claws turned to the flats of the finger pads that traced down to the edge of her corset.

"I didn't mean to startle you." The voice was almost painfully deep sounding, thrumming in her ears. Mari whipped around and a wing spread out to brush along her back, drawing her in as a drake came into view.

In the darkness it was hard to tell just what color he was, something dark that had a pattern of lighter scales along his wing, but that was all she could pick out. The drake towered above her, several feet larger, and boasted a set of curving horns that ran back along the broad bold head. As she felt the wing rest against her, the jaws parted in a smile and he inclined his head with a mocking little bow that made a flush rise up along the edge of her muzzle. The broad wing that cupped along her back caressed down along the length of her spine. The wing brought with it a warm musky male scent on the air, even through the club she could taste it, almost sweet on her tongue that made a pleasant tremor shivered over her.

"I... that's alright." Mari stammered and his hand reached out to catch her own, his smile grew wider as she was tugged in. She didn't' know how to respond to the touch, not when she was breathing in short shivery bursts of thick male scent.

The stranger filled her vision as she was drawn in as close as he could pull her, her body refusing to respond as she felt a pleasant flush of heat run over her body in reaction to the scent and sight of him. He was muscular, his body bare save for a pair of loose elegant slacks that brushed against her bare lower legs. Silk, it was silk running against her while she was pulled up tight against him, close enough to feel the line of warmth pressed against her. His eyes were glowing faintly in the light with the pupils flared open wide as he gazed at her. Arms curled around her, they gripped tightly in a way that should have had her snarling a protest, hissing her rage, but her mind felt slow and dull, hard to remember why she should be struggling against the touch. She moved her hands out to press against his chest, pushing backwards, but the fingers curled against her seductively, pressing against the small of her back so that she could writhe away from him, any attempt made him tighten his hold on her, his growl vibrating against her hands while he leaned forward.

"I saw you dancing alone." The stranger rumbled into one of her ear fins, while a broad scaled tail curled out, she felt it intimately running along her calves. "One such as you should never dance alone, not on a night like this."

"And you wish to--" She started to answer, but suddenly the muzzle pushed against her own, the hard scales caressed velvety hide and a length of hot slimy tongue spilled out between her lips and twisted around her own hotly. "MMMPH!"

She jerked backwards, struggling against the hold, but the oral muscle caressed slowly, a lump of something chalky feeling ran along her tongue, smearing back and forth with a bitter taste that had jerk struggling to get her head away. The drake didn't give Mari any leeway, his fingers moved to grip the back of her neck, forcing her maw to open wider and wider, the tongue pushing in deeper, smearing the chalky tasting thing beneath her tongue. She didn't taste whatever the pill was, all she tasted was male dragon, she drew in a shuddering breath only to have him turn her about, his body molding against her own as she lost track of the music, her heart beat thrummed in her ears, pulsing and pounding that spread through her chest and cheeks. What was he pushing into her maw? The lump melted rapidly, fading to nothing as the drake turned around, twisting again as she pushed harder against the chest, struggling to break the hold.

The slithering tongue pulled backwards with slow gentle slip, his breath spilling out as strands of saliva clung between them when he drew back, whatever pill he'd deposited in her maw was gone save for a faint bitter after taste. The tongue tip moved away entirely and she was flung around, twisted about and drew her into the music before she could fight away from his hold. He threw her, nearly stumbling over her own tail as she was stalked across the dance floor by the stranger, his wings flared open so the other dancers had to back away. He moved with the music, swayed with it, swinging his broad hips back and forth as she tried to bold towards the bar. She had to get out of here and find her roommate! The beast's scales glowed silver under the light that ran along the length of his back, outlines of black darkened them while he followed her with his dance.

He stalked her. His eyes fever bright as she bolted to the bar and was stopped with his graceful swing and lunge, his wing flaring open to block her so she could be herded back towards the center of the room. She hissed, her frills flattened down against her head while her lips curled back to bear her teeth before she crashed against another couple who were dancing. They gave her a half amused look and pushed her back while she ignored the music and set her sights on the other side of the club and one of the bouncers. If she could get to them they'd stop the stranger! As she moved, her body began to feel heavier, her limbs weighing down, her tail dropped and dragged the ground as warmth flowed over her, a feverish feel.

"Ahh.. ahh... ahh... now let's not try that." Arms swept around her as the strange drake swung her deeper into the dancing people, his claws running along her sides.

"Let me go." She hissed, but her tongue tripped up strangely as the dragon's wings flared around her lean body and he moved her time with the beat. "Please.."

His laughter rang in her ears as he began to move, the pulsing sound of the music throbbed in her ears as he pushed her around the dance floor, drawing her into the music as the heat of his tongue slithered down the side of her neck. She couldn't stop him as the touch caressed towards the edge of her collar bone and he moved against her, he moved her! His body forced her to fall in time with the music with an intimate touch that made her acutely aware of the fact he wasn't wearing a shirt. She could feel the scales along her fingers, the brush against her stomach where the corset cut off while he moved his hands to glide along her covered hips. He forced her against him to the point that she was grinding right up along his loins and she tried to call out, the sound that escaped was slow and heavy, barely heard as her tongue refused to move properly.

Her body wasn't responding to her attempts to fight back, everything was slowing down, even her heart. She felt the dull beat in her ears as he rolled his hips, something stiff and covered pushed along her stomach intimately, caressing along the front of her skirt in a smooth strokes that made her body flush hotly. His tongue continued to tease along her neck as she was pressed deeper into the ground, his flared wings mantled to either side of her as she felt his fingers curling along her skirt, the claws raking lightly along her hide. Her body responded to the touch, some detestable primal part of her was drinking in the warm male scent and the feel of his body against her. The more the drug slowed her down, the more that part of her mind pushed to the foreground. She had been chased, stalked, she had been bested by the male, it was appropriate for him to lay claim to her.

"Stop.." She slurred the word as his teeth raked her neck and her skirt was pulled up high, his scaled fingers glided down between her legs towards the thin silk of her panties.

The moment his fingers slipped over the front of her panties she was lost, she shuddered as the fingers caressed along the oh so sensitive hide along her vent, running over the edges and pushing the silk inwards so that she instinctively clamped down around nothing. The drake hissed out in appreciation against her neck, biting down gently while his thumb curled forward and dragged her panties to one side with the lightest touch possible. She felt the scales running over her puffy folds, her own wetness feeling chill as he turned with the music and forced her up higher against him, making her stand on her tip toes while a finger pushed forward against her bared cunny. She felt him probing gently, spreading her outer lips and wedging into her swollen birth canal, making her whimper out, shuddering against the male in instinctive reaction.

"You're wet, my dear." The drake murmured against her neck, the thick finger working deeper, pushing out her juices. She was so wet, why was she so wet? She tried to make her mind work, but it was rolled over under whatever drug had been pushed into her mouth.

The thick finger worked in and out slowly, his hand gripped along the base of her tail as she let out weak cries that were not protests. She was throbbing in time with her heart beat as the finger dragged out and pushed in again as her muscles clutched greedily around him, her breathing coming faster as he teased her. She felt the stiff spire against her stomach, hidden by the pants, rubbing along her navel tauntingly until she was letting out weak groaning cries of pleasure. She squeezed her eyes entirely shut, humiliated and horrified at how she was acting, but it all seemed right to her body. She had fought, she had run, he had chased, he had her in his clutches. The dominant growl teased along her neck as he plunged his finger in harder, forcing it all the way in to the knuckle as she arched her back and let out a weak cry.

She was so wet, the moment he pulled his finger out she could feel a strand of her juices falling down along her inner thigh and her scent was filling the air. Every breath reminded her of the drake, his body coiled against her own, his scales scraping against her as she was turned again, the music dully reaching her as she was pushed backwards. Her back hit a wall, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to jostle her thoughts and snap her eyes open. Even in the darkness she could see what the dragon was doing, his muzzle was open and outlined in the light as his long wet tongue twisted around his wet finger and began to gather up the wetness with powerful strokes of the oral appendage, watching her intently. She could scent herself on his muzzle, on his finger, trapped in his wings.

"No.." She slurred and tried to struggle again, pushing at one of the wings, only to have them tighten and the drake stop his licking.

"You taste delicious... Fertile and strong, a shame no other male could understand what you were advertising." His voice murmured in her ear while she felt his hand sliding along her belly, along his belly.

Mari opened her jaws, trying to snarl, but all that came out with a moaning cry as his finger sought and found the swollen bud of her clit with a sweeping caress designed to make her tremble and squirm for him. Her entire body was pulsing and swollen feeling, just a touch made her writhe in place, her struggles becoming less powerful. If she hadn't been drugged, if she had been able to really think, she could have done something, but all she could do was whimper when she felt the silk pants sliding down against her stomach and something hard and slimy sliding against the underside of her corset. The scent of the male grew stronger, intoxicating, making her swallow as he rolled his hips deliberately against her. Something hot and wet smeared against her hide, coating in thick strands before he slipped down lower, pushing her up against the wall as the fat spade shaped glans wedged down and pushed right against her estrus puffy folds.

She was hidden from sight, his wings blocking even a casual glance at the male, all she could do was cry out, but the sound was lost in the loud throbbing music as the cock tip began to wedge her fertile cunny open. She balled her fists up against his chest, shuddering as the girth began to sink inwards, her wetness squelched out around him as the narrow tip let out a warm rope of precum to be flung deep into her body and smeared over her walls as he pushed inwards. The inches yawned her swollen passage wide, caressing places that sent shudders rocking down her as the thick black meat did exactly what it was supposed to do, stimulate her. His growl became a purr, the teeth curled along her throat as the thick slimy tongue ran up and down, her attempts to fight fading away. Her drugged body was putty in his claws as his hands moved to cup against her ass cheeks and his tail twisted harder around her own.

With a rough buck and thrust he drove the first few ridges in with the wet feel of her own arousal sliding down over him, coating him in the promise of her filled womb. He forced her knees upwards from the ground with a rough yank that let her shriek out as another few fat inches were stuffed inside of her. Her walls suckled and closed down tightly, pulling along the length of him as she felt the ridges caressing deeper, the uncovered tip teasing places that made her whimper out. The drake's powerful hands and arms dragged her legs up higher, her own weight slipped along the wall, impaling herself as he pushed her knees up towards her chest and gave a rough buck upwards. The last few inches forced it's way inwards, pushing along her swollen outer lips as he snarled out against her neck, the thick tip bottoming out right along her dilated cervix. She could feel the thick point at the base, so wide that her body was aching to accept him, her wetness slipping out to smear along the scaling of his vent.

His weight kept her pinned in place, his chest pushed along her own, while he drew his hips backwards, the fingers tightened along her legs as inch after swollen inch of ridged drake flesh was pulled from her body. Mari shuddered, her eyes squeezing shut in unwilling pleasure as he dragged nearly all the way out, the spade shaped tip tugging its way backwards and pulling along her inner folds before he drove forward again. The rough thrust rocked her up in the air, driving himself inwards with a lewd wet sound she could hear over the music as he stuffed her full, the thick spire rubbing over her swollen passage until the tip nudged right up against her cervix again, dragging over it. She felt a thick gooey strand of precum spilling out, smearing over that narrow opening, spread his sperm wriggling inwards to scout deeper inside of her body before he dragged back.

Mari had never felt anything like it in her life, she'd always been so careful when she was in season, even when she was out of season, always enforcing the use of condoms, but now she intimately felt that hot bare flesh rubbing through her as he started to thrust. The ridges caught along places that tried to lock around him each time he pulled out, the thickness of the base continually stretching her open and forcing her cunny lips to thin down from their swollen state. His jaws tightened along her throat, his breath hot and humid while she whimpered out, the pleasure building. She was horrified, she knew what he was doing, she knew by all chances she'd walk out of here with more than just his cum in his belly, but her body reacted. It was everything her body wanted, the dominant male, the tight hold, the tail twined with her own as he stuffed her full time and again, the warm thick precum oozing messily with her own juices, being pushed out and driven deeper all at the same time.

Every thrust ended in the feel of the narrow tip grinding along the rubbery opening of her cervix. The normally sealed passage was open, dilated with her heat, leaving the precum an opening to spill into her bare fertile womb. She couldn't stop it, any more than she could stop the way she was clutching around him, suckling along his cock while the base thickened each time he bucked forward. His claws dug into her legs as he pushed them harder along her chest, curling her ass upwards so that the new angle sent his cock tip running through her birthing canal so her back arched up from the wall and she cried out, her jaws parted open wide in a silent scream of pleasure. He shortened the thrusts, building on them, the stranger worked his knot in and out with wet popping sounds as each thrust forward ground right over her clit and startled her into bucking upwards.

"Please.. pull... out.." She panted, the words warped by her heavy breathing and the drugs both, but her only response was a low laugh and a deliberate thrust that let her feel the slow push of the knot that strained her almost painfully wide.

She shoved against his chest, fighting him, battering at him as the knot dragged back out again, tugging and struggling to pull out of her body, only to immediately be stuffed back into her hungry pussy. She could feel the wet strands clinging between them as her walls began to tighten around him, her eyes squeezing shut again with a whimper as he tried to lunge forward again, his teeth gripping harder against her neck, bruising as the walls began to splay open wider and wider with the force of his thrust. His grip on her tail yanked, dragging her downwards as the swelling base pried her open wider and wider and he lunged forward. Her shriek escaped her throat wildly, someone should have heard, someone should have stopped and helped her, but no one came to help as the knot popped into its rightful place, her silken walls stretched open wide around it, squeezing down as it flared open wider and wider.

The strange drake snarled out roughly against her neck as he locked into place, his entire cock swelling as the ridges stood out and ground through her body, leaving her crying out and writhing in his hold. The tip nudged harder, just spreading her dilated cervical opening, making the rubbery flesh wrap around him before the first throbbing pulse ran along him. Mari couldn't breathe, couldn't think, she froze as she felt the pressured spray of rich virile dragon seed pouring into her body. It splattered deep inside of her, flowing in a warm heavy rush as throb after throb forced it through the opening and the warmth spread along her lower belly. A whimper trickled from her clamped jaws as her own body betrayed her, greedily milking and suckling along the powerful breeding spire, pulling it deeper, trying to drag more from him as the beast rocked his hips back and forth, tugging against his knot, teasing her with the fact there was no where else for it to go.

Millions of sperm erupted into the fertile lush womb, spreading deeper, exploring and racing to be the first to the fallopian tubes that held her ova. She could almost imagine feeling the spread of them deeper as she shudder with pleasure and horror both, clinging to the beast that made his claim. Already the first of her eggs was overwhelmed and claimed, pierced by one wriggling sperm from a drake she didn't even know, dooming her trim lean body to swelling with a clutch of his offspring. Every pulse made it feel as if she could feel the stream hitting the back of her womb, even the gooey stuff that escaped only spilled around his cock before coming to a stop right at his knot. Atin's lips curled up in a smile as he heard her trembling cries in his ear while he continued pouring himself into her, ruthlessly ensuring that he would make sure that each and every one was violated just as her gloriously tight sex had been violated.