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A New Trophy ((ANT))

Sunlight glitters on the dew covered grass in the wide courtyard, a cool spring morning just beginning on this fine day. Planted around the grassy clearing there are rows of thick, sweetly perfumed roses that help provide intimate privacy for those who want to enjoy the morning sun. While simple wooden benches are set up before the centerpiece of that rose lined clearing. A dark, wooden shape, with a tall, sharp projection that rises high above the rose hedges. A much more morbid item that contrasts with the grass and granite stepping stones, as a large and ornately decorated guillotine awaits a victim. The polished wood gleams in the sun, while sharp, polished metal glitters dangerously in the stock. A closer look would reveal the deep groove of many cuts, a dark stain along the blade, and the deep, crimson stains splattered on the wood. The stock awaits, open and ready on each side of the deadly center opening, the cold, metal cuffs polished and open for hands and knees. A glittering sprinkle of morning dew makes the device sparkle in the cool sunlight, as the ornate device stands proudly to await the next use.

It will not be left waiting for very long this morning however. Two young, teenage ravens prance along the stepping stones of the rose lined path. One holds a very large, wicker basket under a wing arm. The other a large set of pillows and black silk swathes of fabric. Both carry a leash in the other hand, the two ends leading back to one collar, currently wrapped around the long neck of an athletic dragon who cheerfully follows. All three are wearing just a simple white loin cloth, and all three are tented with lewd arousals. The two dark feathered boys lifting their tailfeathers and teasing their pet along with swaying hips. Sons of the Raven Queen, who has desired a trophy from one of her pets. And Karel has been chosen to be led out to the sunny clearing, so his head may soon grace her mantel. And her two sons have been honored to fulfill this request. As well as any additional fun they may want with a pet's final moments. Though it seems the green scaled dragon appears to be morbidly curious and anticipating his deadly fate with the two boys.

Soon the strange trio reaches the macabre device. The two younger ravens hugging the larger dragon from each side, pressing arousals under tail and against thighs as they embrace and begin to remove his collar. A quiet moan escaping the adult as the two boys rub their young, feathery hands over his body, rubbing his wings, teasing his belly, And of course, fondling his butt and arousal with lewd enjoyment. Slowly the three loincloths are untied and stripped from waists. Two pink arousals jutting from the twins, young and lustful in their eager adolescence. Soon Karel's crimson penis is uncovered as well, jutting firmly from his sheath as he trembles under the combined touches of two young boys. Although most of his attention ends up placed upon the massive device designed to steal his life away. The dragon's chest rising and falling as he knows he'll soon be nestled into the device's deadly embrace.

The young boys ease and rub the maleness before them, feeling the adult length throb against their downy fingers as they lick their slim beaks grin in enjoyment. Slowly they guide the doomed slave towards the damp, wooden block. The basket set down to place the pillows and silk coverings in to leave his head a nice soft cushion for his final moments. One of the ravens grabbing a towel gathered from the supplies to wipe clean the polished surface. A pad soon placed upon the guillotine before the trembling dragon as his wings flick nervously. Then the two tug his arms, urging him to lean over onto the padded stock, "It's time, handsome dragon," Starts one, the other finishing "and all you have to do is just relax, and let us take care of you."

The two shiver as they watch the older male get onto his knees. His rump presented to them as the dragon watches with wide eyes as the two begin to pull the big, heavy blade up. Steadily lifting it as he nestles tight onto the padding, lifting his head to watch it finally click into place, over a dozen feet above his head. The clicking lock of the heavy blade makes him moan softly, knowing it's waiting patiently for his long neck.

The two teens pull the lunette open, the center stock awaiting that slender dragon neck to embrace. Karel trembles in fear now, his breath racing as he feels a firm, assuring push on the back of his head from one of the ravens. The other teen tugging his horns, guiding him down onto the execution device steadily. Slowly he leans forward, straddling the padded stock on his knees as he soon finds himself staring to the ground beneath him. A few dark stains hint at his imminent fate as he whimpers softly. The wooden embrace soon snugly holding his neck, right above his shoulders, promising to take all his neck with him. His chest rises and falls in long breaths, feeling dizzy with the fearful anticipation. The two drawing the basket beneath him, beginning to line the wooden container with pillows and then the black silk that he will finally rest his cheek on as he watches.

The trio is quiet now as they work, two sets of soft downy hands lift his scaled wrists towards the stock. A firm pinch of the wooden stock Karel give a whimpering croon, fearful and eager. Trapped more securely now, wrists locked in the wooden structure. His knees shift in the cold grass, while the sun warms his back. Each cool breeze is scented with the sweet roses as he trembles in the deadly apparatus. The two raven teens playfully lean over him as he struggles, grinding a pair of hot, slippery arousals against his exposed rump. While their hands tuck his knees in, drawing a pair of oiled, leather straps around his knees to hold him down nice and secure. His long tail lashes as he flutters his wings, unable to move back and forth now. Just a little wriggle of his delicately scaled neck bared before the sharp blade far above and the flutter of wings and tail. He can feel his heart racing, pounding in his chest as he pants, staring at the black silk waiting to embrace his disembodied head.

The two ebony boys quietly moan and lick beaks as they each fold one of Karel's wings down, wrapping leather straps around the base to fold them up securely. Keeping them from frantically flapping or getting in the path of the blade when they will finally let it drop. The firmly bound male shuddering, his eyes closed as he feels the will of his master at work. Soon he will just be on display and perhaps the rest of him will be stuffed into a toy for these two horny boys, but he will not have any say for much longer. His bound wings wriggling against the dark leather, his tail lashing as he hears a giggle. Then the end of his tail is lifted, curled back to join the wings in the leathery bindings and making his rear nice and exposed. Only able to squirm, every limb secured down. The taut leather straps having been scented with many other male scents, knowing his own will soon join theirs. His eyes tensing shut as he tries to not think of his head on display with a quiet whimper.

His eyes open with a downy touch on cheeks. Peering not at a black silk lined basket, but a pink, slippery cocktip. Pressed hot and firm to his lips as he opens his maw slightly in encouragement. The young boy soon thrusting against those scaled lips as he moans in surprise and delight. Another hot firm sensation felt beneath his bound tail, then a grunt as he feels a teen cock slide into his exposed anal slit. The two twin teens lean together over him, beaks pressing in a quiet kiss as they begin to toy with the helpless dragon. The two teens watching how eagerly Karel sucks at his executioner's cock, soon swallowing the slick, musky precum oozed onto his tongue. The two giving him a last reward, as feathery hands embrace his arousal to pump in time to the thrusts from the raven behind him. While the one in front strokes his neck, lovingly petting the doomed male even as he fucks his lips.

There's a back and forth rhythm from the two black raven boys atop the bound dragon. The two thrusting in time as they fondle and rub the green scaled male, pleasuring him for his last reward. His cock pulses in their grasp, while the bound, helpless nature and fatal promise makes him tense and groan muffled about raven cock. Hot, lewd pleasure quickly building even as he tries to struggle in his bindings. His muscles rippling, lips suckling amid whimpered moans as he finds himself unable to hold back. A quiet, desperate little croon from his stuffed lips as his rump begins to spasm around that avian length buried under his tail. His cock jerks, splattering the dark padding beneath his lap messily with his final orgasm. The young teen nestled against that butt leaning in to kiss his brother before he finally arches his head high and cries out in proud climax, cawing for all to hear as he empties his cum into the helpless male between his legs. The other boy watches with a tremble as the two cum before hm, his dark balls pulling close as he pants.

Karel shivers, his sucking having slowed as the climax made him shudder and tug at his bound arms and legs. His wings wriggling side to side in their straps as his tail flexes and ripples in struggles. Squeezing and massaging all of the young teen's cum that's been planted in his rump as he leaves a hot, sticky puddle of cum against the pillow he rests on. A glob of sticky seed oozes down the side of the dark, wooden stock. The slim raven pulling himself free to admire the messy cum he painted onto that gaping tailslit, walking around to the front to watch his brother be sucked off. His pink arousal growing flaccid, oozing a few dribbles of white cum onto his black thighs as he grins, sitting on one side of the dragon to stroke his neck.

The other boy finally gives in once the dragon doubles his efforts to pleasure him. The hot flush of afterglow making Karel relax, accepting his fate with a lewd bobbing of his long neck and graceful snout upon the young boy. Those feathery hands grabb his horns, using them to thrust quickly, and then he too begins to caw loudly into the air. Gushing his sticky, bitter cum for Karel to swallow, a last meal for the doomed pet. That long throat ripples subtly, swallowing every drop of that bitter seed. Before that pink length pulls free from his lips, glistening and clean from the attentive tongue of their soon to be snuffed pet.

And with a wobbly shiver the other bird sits down on the other side of Karel. Holding the basket between their legs as they begin to rub, massage, and stroke the doomed dragon's head. Encouraging him to close his eyes and relax as he whimpers quietly. The two smiling to each other with a mischievous glitter in their eyes. The dragon hearing a shifting beneath him, and opening his eyes to find a pair of young, ebon raven laps replacing his basket. The two cradle their soft hands around his cheeks and chin. Stroking his neck as they press his head to their chests. Letting the bound pet savor the warm, musky scent of their downy chest while their warmth hides his head from the cool breeze. The one on his right lifting his hand from his neck for a moment to gather the cord, drawing it down to brush across Karel's horns. Handing the end to his brother so they can tug together, to let the dragon feel the cord be released as they hold his head.

Karel closes his eyes as he waits for that final moment. The warmth of the two boys cradling his exposed head relaxes him even as his heart races. Looking up for a moment to peer at the basket he knows he'll soon be resting in. Then he closes his eyes once more with a quiet moan. The two hug boys him tighter, holding him close. A brush of silk passes along his horns, and finally there is a sharp click from far above him. He tenses up, his eyes shutting tight as they can as his whole body tenses, doing his best to press out his long neck as far as he can for the whistling blade.

A massive THUMP is the last sound he hears. The cold kiss of the steel blade passes through the scales, flesh and bone of his neck with a casual ease. He feels a strange, disjointed tug on his senses, the world spinning as suddenly his nose settles onto a pair of musky, raven laps. The two boys hold his disembodied head tight, making his last sensations the beating of their hearts, along with the silky warmth of their downy bodies. Darkness quickly steals his senses away as he dies in the loving hold of the two boys, his features relaxing and growing serene in the last few seconds of his life.

While on each side of him the two boys watch wide eyed, their hearts racing as the older dragon's body thrashes in death. For a moment his power is displayed as the bindings creak under his rippling muscles and struggling body. His hot, copppery blood splashes upon their thick, black feathers as the dragon's heart beats a few last frantic times. Most of Karel's crimson blood pouring down the grooves set in the wood and blade of the guillotine, to add another dark layer of stains onto the grass beneath them. Karel's larger body gives a last arch of his back before he grows still as quickly as he started struggling. His body limp and calm once more as he dies. The two boys lean down, kissing the relaxed lips of their newly snuffed toy. Then gingerly settle his head in the basket to carry back for their mother, letting the other slaves clean up the mess they left behind. Perhaps they will be rewarded with the rest of the dragon to play with, preserved as a toy for them to enjoy whenever they wish...