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Sauté: The Dimensional Dragon by: BerserkerB

It all happened so fast. One minute, Kale was walking home from work, and the next minute he felt two strong arms suddenly grasp around him before being swallowed by a blurry darkness. There was no time to struggle, no time to react. Before he knew it, the rabbit was gone from the world he knew, and thrust into a dimension as dark as night.

Kale felt control flow back to his body. In the next instant, he tried to thrash and scream. His screams rang out into the darkness, and his thrashing did him no good. He quickly realized that something was wrapped around his wrists and ankles, and that he was bound to something cold and hard.

"Help me!" he screamed desperately.

"I'll be with you in a moment." A mysterious voice echoed throughout the darkness.

Kale stopped squirming and turned his neck in every direction he could, hoping to catch a glimpse of whoever said that. "W-Who's there!? Where am I!?"

The darkness around him gave way to a strange light. Everything around him became white, pure white, whiter than snow. The white light pooled around him in a small sphere, blinding the bunny for an instant. Suddenly, a figure walked in from the darkness. He was a dragon with black scales and two small horns that jutted from his forehead. He looked quite tall, much taller than Kale was. He wore a white apron that covered his front side, but apparently nothing else.

"Impatient piece of meat, aren't you?" the dragon said with a huff.

Kale ignored the comment and asked, "Who are you?"

The black dragon replied, "You don't really need to know my name...but I guess I'll tell you for the hell of it. I am called Sauté." He took a few steps forward.

Kale immediately tried to pull away from the approaching dragon, but his bindings allowed him to move barely a few inches. "S-Stay back! What do you want with me!?" He could not control the volume of his voice, and shouted every word he spoke.

"It's not what I want with you, but rather what my client wants with you." Sauté stepped right up to where Kale was. The towering dragon placed a firm paw on one of Kale's thighs and gingerly rubbed the bunny's flesh. "Mmm, such good meat. You'll be perfect."

"Perfect for what?" The rabbit's lips quivered and his eyes grew wet from the fear and confusion.

Bring-bring-bring!Bring-bring-bring! Sauté let go and reached into the air. A small timer materialized from nothing. He took hold of the small device and a smiled. "Ah, the last basting session; good."

Kale was never more confused in his life. The dragon, Sauté, waved his arm as if casually swatting a fly. A small globe of light appeared a few feet away. Kale twisted his head to see what had just appeared, but quickly wished he had not. His eyes grew wide as dinner plates, and his jaw dropped at the gruesome sight before him. In the center of the orb of light was a roasting pit. Red-hot coals simmered in a metal casing at the base, while two long poles ran up on either end. Above the coal-pit, spitted from ass to mouth, was a boar; but not a feral one. His arms were tied behind his back, and two sharp poles kept his legs in place. The boar's body was devoid of fur, except for his head, and his skin was a glistening reddish-brown.

The terrible sight was made worse soon after. Sauté sauntered over to the turning boar, the dragon's hips swaying from side-to-side. "You're about done, aren't you my little pig roast." Was he talking to the boar? Was the poor soul still alive? A bowl appeared in one of the dragon's paws, while a brush appeared in the other. He dabbed the brush in the bowl and began applying a ginger amount of whatever was in the bowl onto the boar's roasted skin. "Mmm, you smell delicious," Sauté sang. "Such a lovely looking roaster."

Kale's nose filled with the scent of the boar's cooking flesh. It flooded him so suddenly that he hardly realized what it was until he was already salivating. He felt sick, and tried breathing through his mouth. Unfortunately the smell seemed to stick to his tongue, and he could taste the warm flavor of roast boar just as easily as he could smell it. Tears filled his eyes, and he turned away, closing his eyes to the sight. The greasy sizzling of melted fat and the constant dripping of the boar's juices on to the hot coals taunted Kale with each passing minute. Sauté's incessant giggling and humming just made things worse.

After several excruciating minutes, the sounds of the boar's sizzling and the scent of his delicious body vanished. Kale hesitantly opened his eyes and turned his head. He nearly screamed when he realized that Sauté was standing right next to him, staring down at him with a sickeningly sweet smile.

"He still needs some time to finish cooking." He said it as if it were such a normal thing to say. "I think while I wait, I'll take some time to get to know your meat." His scaly claws scraped across Kale's chest, and the bunny shivered. "I like getting to know my meat before I cook it. I only serve the best, so let's just see how good you are..." He grasped at Kale's right side and started to slowly massage the area. Using his other hand, the dragon went to work pinching and poking at the bunny's right leg.

Kale shivered and squirmed against the prodding. "Please...let me go," he whimpered. Tears streamed down his cheeks. "Why are you doing this to me?"

Sauté stopped to glance at Kale's face, but then resumed his prodding. "If you must know, it is nothing personal. I simply was told to fix a rabbit for my client, and I happened to find you while I was out shopping." Sauté moved his hands up to the bunny's stomach, pressing at it with his index fingers.

This answer did not relieve Kale's fears. "But why are you doing this to people? I mean...it's just wrong!"

Sauté hummed a little and moved over to Kale's left side. He began the same process of massaging and poking various places on the rabbit's body. "I don't really except meat to understand. Just because you can think and reason you assume you are exempt from the simple law of nature: eat or be eaten. No one is above this law, not even me."

Kale opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out were grunts and air. He shook his head to try to regain some composure. "But I'm a vegetarian!"

Sauté started chuckling at this. "Heh heh heh. Oh? And so that makes everything better? Face it, you being a herbivore guarantees your place on the menu of life." He took a strong hold of the bunny's balls. "So just lay back and enjoy your place."

Kale felt his body grow warm and his cheeks grow red. He whimpered pathetically as the dragon stroked his exposed member. It was the first time Kale fully realized that he was naked.

"Mmm yes... Such prime meat indeed." Sauté licked his lips as he continued to stroke Kale's rising cock. The soft pink flesh grew hard from the warm, delicate touch - despite Kale's wishes. When Kale's shaft was hard enough, Sauté took hold of it with a solid grip. The bunny was not small, but Sauté's hand covered most of the thick member in black scales anyway. "You are going to provide me with a special ingredient for later. I'm sure you'll be happy to help." He pumped his hand up and down over Kale's cock. The dragon's palms were soft, and the warm touch made Kale tremble.

"Oh god, no!" Kale cried. His back arched up and he pulled hard against his restraints. His breathing quickened as small surges of pleasure rippled through his body. The dragon took hold of the base and used his other hand to gently twist around the top of Kale's cock. "Ah! Ah...ah..." Kale's voice trailed off. His mind lost focus of the world around him, the sensual hand-job beyond anything he had felt before. The dragon's palms were so warm. The dexterous fingers played along his shaft like a piano, slowly working drops of pre from the bunny's tip.

Bring-bring-bring! Bring-bring-bring! Sauté stopped making over Kale's shaft and quizzically pulled a small timer from thin air. "Oh my! I forgot about my other meal." He frantically tossed the timer aside and shook his fists. "Just when I was having some fun. Oh well, must maintain professionalism, and all that." He waved an arm and a strange device appeared on the floor next to them.

Kale strained his neck to see what it was, but he could only see a corner of the device. Sauté reached down and pulled up a long rubber tube. At the end of the tube was a strange-looking cylinder. Kale thought it reminded of the type of tube used on penis pumps.

Sauté sighed and carefully slid the plastic tube around Kale's throbbing erection. "Normally I enjoy gathering ingredients personally, but...I do have a schedule to maintain." He gave Kale a pat on the head and smiled. "Do enjoy it while it lasts. I'll be back to handle you momentarily." He flipped a switch on the machine, which began whirring softly.

Kale immediately felt a suction encompass his shaft. The device slowly pumped at his cock, driving his pre out like a cow being milked. The suction quickly slurped up the sticky liquid, sending it down a small tube and into the machine.

While kale's cock continued to be pumped for his seed, Sauté went about with his work. The bunny watched, his face contorted from the intense pleasure, as the dragon waved another strange device into view. It was a giant metal pot, being heated by a ring of gas-powered flames. Kale took a sniff and thought he smelled something greasy. He soon heard the sound of rapid sizzling, like oil from a deep-fryer. It was then he noticed something sticking out at the top of the large pot. It looked like a large wooden stick.

Sauté flicked his wrist and the stick began to rise from the pot. Kale erupted in a loud gasp. The force of the milking machine had finally caused him to release, erupting his seed into the hungry tube that continued pumping at him for more. The other thing that made him gasp was seeing what the stick was attached to, or more correctly, what it was lodged into. From the pot rose what looked like another sentient creature. Kale could barely make out his face, but from the general shape it looked like a fox. The vulpine's body was tied with his legs and arms bent behind his back. His entire body was coated in what looked like fried batter. The fox's face was frozen intense pain, his muzzle stuck agape by the batter.

Kale could not stand the sight any longer and finally looked away. It hardly mattered, for soon after Sauté vanished the giant pot, and quickly disappeared along with the fried fox, leaving the rabbit alone in darkness once again. The only sounds the rabbit could hear were his own moans and the soft pumping of the machine.

Several minutes later, Sauté reappeared. Light once again surrounded the rabbit, though it did not alleviate his discomfort. "Now then," the dragon mused, "how are you coming along?" He knelt and glanced at the bottle of slowly filling cum. "Not there yet, but another climax should do it." He leaned over Kale's sweaty body and ran a claw down his fuzzy cheek. "Are you tired, little meat? Don't worry; I'll have you cooking soon." He reached down and pinched at one of kale's nipples. "Just a little more cum, and your preparations will commence."

Kale winced at the pinching. "P...Please let me go." His begging voice was weak from exhaustion and dread.

The black dragon looked down at him with sympathetic eyes. "No," he said flatly. "You see, there is nothing I love more than to see the sparkling eyes of my clients as they take their first bite into my specially prepared meals." He pulled away and gestured gaily with his hands. "Why, you should have seen the looks on my last client when I handed him his fried-fox-on-a-stick. Oh! What a glorious feeling it gave me when he took hold of the stick, brought it to his mouth..." he gestured the scene with his hands, bringing up his right paw as if holding a drumstick; "and then taking one huge bite!" He chomped at the air, and pulled his hand away like he was ripping the flesh off a chicken wing. "Oh how wonderful it was to see him chew up the fox's arm. The crunchy sound still echoes in mind."

As the dragon relived the gruesome experience in detail, Kale felt his stomach turn to knots. Was that what will happen to him? Was he going to be fried in oil, dying painfully by searing liquid? Or was this sick dragon going to spit him whole and barbeque him like he did with that boar?

Bring-bring-bring! Bring-bring-bring! "Oh what now!?" He pulled another timer from the air. His face quickly changed from annoyance to joy. "Ah, perfect!" He smiled down at Kale. "The roast boar is done." He tossed the timer and waved his arm. The barbeque pit materialized once more. The smell of roast pig assaulted Kale's senses, but he was too tired to fight them off.

Sauté waved his arms, and the barbeque pit vanished, spit and all, leaving behind the glistening brown body of the boar to float in mid-air. The dragon snapped his fingers, and a shiny silver serving-cart appeared beside him. He snapped his fingers again, and a large silver platter appeared underneath the boar. Using his arms and hands, the dragon directed the boar's body onto the platter. He arranged the pig on his belly, with his arms still tied behind his back, and his legs bent up against his sides. He brought the platter over to the cart, and set it down without ever laying a finger on it. Finally, he materialized a shiny red apple and stuffed it into the boar's open mouth.

"Perfecto!" After admiring his work, Sauté covered the pig in a silver dome and vanished himself and the cart away.

Kale was once again left in darkness. Soon after, he felt a surge rush through his loins as another wave of cum blew into the tube. The hot, sticky seed was slowly guzzled down by the hungry machine, flowing down the rubber tube like milk from a cow. Kale let the tears flow down his cheeks. His mind wandered with regret, regret about never seeing his loved ones again, never getting to say he was sorry, never getting that twenty bucks he was owed.

Sauté returned not too long after, without the cart. He chimed happily and skipped over to where Kale was. "Finally, no more distractions." He pranced his claws around the base of the milking tube. "I finally get to begin preparations on you, my little hasenpfeffer." His drooling lips disclosed his apparent thoughts for the rabbit, and his eyes seemed to glint with a hunger all their own. "Now then," he bent down to check the milking machine, "let's check your progress." Kale heard the machine turn off, and felt the pressure around his cock lessen greatly. Sauté popped back up, holding a bottle of white liquid in his hand. "Such a good boy, you gave me the perfect amount."

Kale felt an extreme sense of relief when the dragon pulled the plastic tube off of his aching shaft. Unfortunately, the relief vanished quickly when he saw what the dragon had in store for him next.

An electric shaver appeared in the dragon's hand. He grinned mischievously and nibbled at the claw on his thumb. "Where to start?" he said so joyously.

"What's the for?" Kale asked, his eyes quivering.

"This is to get rid of all that unappetizing fur." Sauté reached down and squeezed Kale's left thigh. "No one likes getting fur in their teeth while they eat, so it has to go!" He flipped the device on and it began to hum loudly. The black dragon started with Kale's left leg. He placed one hand on the bunny's leg to steady him, and began shaving the fur off just above his ankle. "So, how are you feeling?" Sauté asked as if he were a barber giving a haircut.

With nothing else to do but talk, Kale decided to answer. "I'm scared shitless!" He nibbled at his lower lip while he watched the dragon move the electric razor around his knee. "Please let me go! What if...what if I pay you whatever your client is paying you - no, double!"

Sauté chuckled and continued shaving the rabbit's upper leg. "I don't think so."

"Why not!?"

"Because, I don't care about monetary wealth." He stopped shaving and looked at Kale's face. "Look around you, do you think money is important to me?" He gestured with the razor and answered his own question. "No, it's not. My clients give me connections, resources, and...people who enjoy my work."

Kale persisted. "But maybe I can get you those things." He felt his heart skip a beat when Sauté resumed shaving. "I know people. I'm sure I could get you whatever you need." When the dragon switched to the other leg, Kale tried a different approach. "Couldn't you just make a fake rabbit, or meat?"

Sauté raised a brow and asked, "And what makes you think I could, or would, do that?"

"Be-Because of all the things I've seen you create. I mean, you created a giant pot, and that barbeque pit, and the machine, and-"

"Let me just cut you off there." Sauté crumpled his face. "I do not create anything. And before you interrupt me, no, all of those things were not of my creation." He sighed and started working the razor around Kale's hips. "You see, this is a pocket dimension of my creation. In it I can control the spacial position of anything; you, me, and anything that enters the dimension."

Kale stared him with a blank face.

Sauté grunted. "I can control space. You know, teleporting objects, moving them around without touching, etc, etc..."

A light bulb lit up in Kale's brain. "Oooooh! You mean like a superhero."

Sauté grinned devilishly. A glint shined off his pearly white fangs. "More like a super villain." He spread Kale's legs a little and moved his cock out of the way with one hand. With a little grin, the dragon shoved the electric razor down on to Kale's furry nut-sack. Kale gave a sudden yelp, but then let out a soft moan. The vibration from the razor felt good, and despite having had a couple of orgasms recently, his shaft began to harden slowly. Sauté laughed, "Ha ha! It seems you still have some hump left in you. Must be true what they say about rabbits." He took his time shaving Kale's balls. After a minute or so he no longer needed to hold the rabbit's dick out of the way.

Kale remained silent for the rest of the time. As the dragon maneuvered the razor up his torso, grazing away his soft, white fur, the bunny could only close his eyes and imagine what horrible fate would befall him. He hoped it would be a quick death, or at least only a little pain. When Sauté finally reached his neck, Kale got up the courage to ask. "What... How are you going to cook me?"

Sauté chuckled lightly. "I was wondering when you were going to ask that." He shaved away the last of Kale's fur on his front side, and then responded. "My client has asked to have you butchered into pieces and cooked in several different ways." He suddenly rolled his arms and caused Kale to spin around onto his belly.

"Butchered!" Kale strained his neck to look at the dragon. With a shaky voice he asked, "Are you going to kill me first?"

"Oh no!" Sauté replied in a high-pitched voice. "My client wishes you to be killed slowly, piece by piece. He even wanted me to record it for his own viewing."

Tears flooded the rabbit's eyes. They washed over his face in buckets. "No!" he screamed with all his might. "No, please don't do that to me!"

Sauté gave him a pat on the head. "There, there. I'm sure it will be painful, but it will only last a few minutes. Then you'll be dead, and I'll serve you up as the greatest feast of rabbit meat ever! How does that sound?"

Kale buried his face against the invisible surface he laid upon and cried. His cries did nothing, for soon after Sauté began to shave his back-side. There was nothing he could do. He was going to die a slow, painful death, and all for the amusement of some sick fuck who wanted to eat him for dinner. In a fit of fury he wailed and screamed with all his might.

The dragon ignored him, and continued to run the electric shaver up his legs and around his right butt-cheek. He paused for a moment after trimming away the fur around the rabbit's ass. His claws tenderly glided around Kale's left mound, pressed lightly into the crack of his ass, and the circled around his right mound.

Kale yelped himself out of his crying stupor. "Now what?" he whined.

Sauté ran his fingers up and down the bunny's tight crack. "You know...I just realized what a nice, firm butt you have." He licked his lips and let the trimmer float in the air next to him. "It would be a shame to not get a little_taste_ of this meat before I cook it." He grabbed both ass-cheeks hard, squeezing them with his claws and pinching Kale's flesh. The rabbit bucked under the sudden assault, but Sauté hardly paid it attention. He massaged Kale's ass, squeezing and circling the flesh like dough.

"Please..." Kale whimpered. He had enough humiliation and fear built up, and he did not need any more.

The dragon descended upon Kale's ass. He used his hands to spread the rabbit's cheeks wide before flailing his long, thick tongue all around the rabbit's crevice. Kale's body tensed up and he issued a low moan. Apparently the dragon liked this, for he quickly increased the tongue teasing. He pressed his tongue hard against Kale's flesh and slowly slid it up and over Kale's pucker.

Kale let out a louder moan. He closed his eyes and shivered at the sensations running though his body. As the dragon's tongue glided back down, he felt another rush of sexual energy plow through his spine.

"Do you like that?" Sauté asked.

Kale kept his mouth closed. He was not going to give the dragon the pleasure of knowing he liked it. Unfortunately, Sauté seemed to know anyway. He smiled and leaned his snout back down against Kale's firm rear. The dragon's tongue pushed against his hole, forcing it to spread for the thick organ. Kale grit his teeth and flailed his head. It was so good, so very good. When the tongue finally pushed in, penetrating the rabbit's most intimate area, Kale's body gave a sudden jolt...before finally relaxing.

Sauté must have sensed it. "Heh, so now I know what kind of bunny you are." He slurped at the drool on his lips. "You're the kind that enjoys bending over and getting fucked."

The dragon's words hit true in Kale's mind.

"I so...want to hump that warm, tender flesh..." Sauté pressed a finger into Kale's tail-hole and twisted. Kale shivered and felt his cock grow extra hard, pre already dripping. "But..." he hesitated, "but I have a schedule to keep. And I suppose I must maintain a certain degree of professionalism when dealing with...food."

Kale was not all that happy to be referred to as 'food,' but hearing that he was not about to be raped was a relief. Although, a part of him yearned for the dragon's long, thick cock between his tight buns. Kale remained in his state of hate and yearning while Sauté finished shaving off the rest of his fur. When it was over with, the only fur left on the bunny was on his neck, head, and on his feet.

Sauté flipped Kale on to his back and then sighed. "I guess it's time to get to work. Chop, chop, and all that." He gave Kale a toothy grin, which unnerved the bunny. With a flick of his wrist, Sauté teleported in a small video camera. He turned the device on and used his powers to have the device hover over his shoulder. Then, a knife appeared in his right hand. Kale gulped instinctively at the object. The blade was big and thick.

"This is my favorite butcher's knife," Sauté said with a sigh. "I do hope you find some pride in knowing I use it on only the finest of meats." He twirled the blade around between his fingers as he moved around to Kale's feet. The black dragon rubbed the back-end of the butcher's knife along the soles of Kale's feet, making him shiver and tuck in his toes. My client is particularly fond of rabbits' feet, so I think I will start with them." He moved to the left side and placed his hand on Kale's leg. Kale tried to squirm, but the dragon's strength was superior, and he held the bunny in place with a tight grip. He tenderly placed the edge on to Kale's flesh, right where the fur met skin. He raised the blade up, but then set it back down. He did this a few times, testing his aim for the real strike. He paused, then, he brought the butcher's knife high into the air, bringing it up just above his head.

Kale watched on with terror. The knife remained in place for what seemed like minutes. Finally, he felt Saute's grip tense, and the blade dropped. Kale closed his eyes and grit his teeth. THUNK! The sound hit him right before the pain. Kale screamed out in bloody agony. The surge forced his eyes open and he saw the dragon lift up his severed foot. The dragon grinned at him; it was sickening. Kale could feel his blood spilling out from the wound, the area where his foot was felt cold and numb.

"One down, one to go," Sauté sang happily. He set the severed foot down and hopped over to Kale's right side. He grabbed hold of the rabbit's foot, but this time Kale was not so easy to subdue. Survival instincts driving him on, he kicked and wailed against Saute's hold. "This won't do." Sauté waved his arm and Kale felt a powerful grip wrap around his body. He tried to move, but could not. "There, now be a good boy and cry for the camera." The happy dragon aimed his knife and brought it down upon Kale's flesh with precise aim. The rabbit let out another bellow of burning pain as his right foot was cut off from his body forever.

Kale's eyes engulfed with tears. The pain was beyond comparison. He could barely make out the fact that Sauté was dangling the severed feet in front of the camera. The loss of blood was already making him woosy. For a moment, he thought sweet death was upon him. Suddenly, he felt a hand over his right thigh. He came out of his weariness to see Sauté holding the butcher knife over his right thigh. A flash of light, and then sound of the blade hitting the invisible surface. Kale howled out, though the pain seemed less this time.

"Don't go dying on me yet," he heard Sauté whine. All of a sudden, a strange feeling came over Kale. It felt as though life were being pumped back into his body, and slowly being drained away yet again. "There, I gave you back all that lost blood. That should keep you going for a few more minutes.

Horrifically, it was! Kale's senses came back to him, and though not as acute as normal, they still allowed him to feel the searing pain from his wounds. There was nothing he could do. This dragon was not even going to allow him to die when he wanted; the pain would continue for the client's entertainment.

Sauté was suddenly on the other side of the invisible table. His claws dug into Kale's belly as he readied the blade over the rabbit's left thigh. "You have such wonderful drumsticks. How I yearn to devour the finger-licking meat from your bones." He raised his knife up and cut through the air.

Kale's thigh sliced open like a slab of cold meat. The force of the knife chopped the flesh apart with ease. Powered by the dragon's strength, The leg meat gave a slight jump when the knife slammed into the table. Kale looked on with watery eyes as Sauté held up both his legs before the camera.

"You are going to love these," the dragon sang to the camera, giving the soon-to-watch client a big grin. After setting the legs aside, Sauté teleported out of Kale's sight. He then felt two hands grasp his shoulders, and he looked up to find the dragon leaning over his head, staring at the camera. "And now, witness as I chop both shoulders off with my two-handed butcher style chop!" He raised both hands and posed with a pair of butcher knives. Sauté took a step back, still posing with his butcher knives. He then began to swing his arms around in a strange fashion, making mock kung-fu sounds as he 'danced.' He spun to the left, twirling the blades around him. He spun to the right, spinning with the blades above his head. He Then teleported to the left, and posed. Then he teleported into the air, and posed. Then he teleported behind Kale, let out a loud "Hiii-ya!" and swung. The twin knives sliced through Kale's shoulder's. The hearty bone cracked and gave way to the mighty metal knives. The _thunk_was double loud in Kale's ears, and drowned out the first moment of his screams.

Sauté held up the rabbit's arms and waved them around above Kale's head. Kale could hardly believe they were his arms, now just pieces of meat for the dragon to use. Due to the new loss of blood, Kale was starting to feel woozy again. But, just like before, he felt his life slowly return to him as the dragon teleported all of his lost blood back into him.

"I'm almost done, my little hassenpfeffer." Sauté glided around until he stood before Kale's bloody thighs. "Just two more things to chop, and then you can go to sleep forever."

There was some relief in the dragon's words. It was almost over; the pain was nearly gone. And yet, something bothered him. What else was there to cut off? Sauté had already taken his feet, his legs, and his arms. The only things left were his head...and his...his...

The dragon's hand swiftly clamped underneath Kale's balls. The realization hit the rabbit fast, and he howled "No! Please! Not that!" Sauté smiled and shook his head. He made a sharp blade appear in his other hand. This one was smaller, but looked just as deadly.

"Now watch," Sauté exclaimed, "as I turn this male bunny into a true bitch-boy!" He pulled Kale's balls up and slid the knife underneath them. The sharp blade barely touched Kale's skin, and already he could feel it cutting into him. There was a moment's pause as Sauté savored the look on Kale's face. He squeezed tightly around Kale's groin, and then...slice. The razor edge flicked through the soft flesh in a split second. The cold metal exited, drenched in the blood of its work. Sauté hoisted up the rabbit's cock and balls, holding them in his palm for the camera. Blood dripped down his arm as he lifted the meat to his muzzle. For both Kale and the camera, the dragon gave the top of the severed shaft a long, wet lick from tip to base.

Kale stared in horror. The pain was nothing compared to the sense of loss he felt. His prized possession, his male-hood, now nothing but a dangling sausage in the dragon's palm. It was all over, everything, he just wanted to die right now. He laid his head back against the invisible surface and just stared up into the darkness.

Kale barely paid attention to what Sauté was saying. The dragon was talking to the camera, saying something about "enjoying the show," and "it was time for the climax." He did not even notice the dragon move until he felt a hand on his head. Kale gazed into Saute's eyes. The dragon looked down at him with anticipation, and probably hunger. He wondered if the giant black beast felt any pity for what he was doing.

Sauté suddenly leaned down and planted a tender kiss upon Kale's forehead. He whispered into the rabbit's ear, "Thanks for being my meat, Kale. I wish I could have had you longer so we could have played."

The dragon's touch felt stronger, and he pulled Kale's head back a little. Kale stared at the dragon's midsection, and a surprising sight befell him. Through the dragon's apron, Kale could see a large bulge pressing tightly against the cloth. He realized then that Sauté felt no pity, only excitement. The dragon's grasp tensed, and Kale heard something swoosh through the air. He let out a gasp, and everything around him became light as a feather. A sense of vertigo surrounded him, and he realized he was falling. The dragon's bulge fell out of sight, then his legs, and then suddenly he felt a conk on his head.

His vision rolled around, light became darkness, then back to light, and finally back to darkness. The last thing he saw before the dark enveloped him forever was Sauté leaning over his body. The dragon looked tense, his eyes shut tight and his face crumpled with a strained look. Was it sadness... ... ...?

The End...?

Epilogue

"Man what a rush!" Sauté gripped tightly on to the table, his whole body tense and shaking. He looked down at his crotch, the area covered in a large stain. "Dammit, now I have to wash this apron." He sighed and pushed off from the table. He looked over at Kale's severed head and levitated it over to him. "Well Kale, for you it's all over, but for me there is plenty of work left to do. Lucky bastard." He laughed and set about transforming the butchered meat into savory meals.

The process of turning all that meat into cooked food took quite some time. Kale's torso was eventually sliced up into various pieces. The bunny's pecs and belly made excellent steaks. Sauté took great care in breaking the ribcage in two. With a little work and some careful cutting he turned the bunny's chest cavity in two large racks of ready-to-barbeque ribs. Kale's arms and legs would be fried like drumsticks and wings. The beer-batter he used coated the smooth skin perfectly. He tied the arms with cooking twine so that they bent at the elbow to resemble chicken wings. All four pieces rested comfortably in the refrigerator, ready for the quick deep-fry they would receive later. As for Kale's cock and balls, Saute's client requested the meat stuffed with pepperjack cheese and jalapeno peppers. The bunny cock was going to make a wonderful spicy sausage.

Sauté hummed to himself as he put the finishing touches to his rump roast. He reached into a bowl and pulled out a large helping of creamy stuffing. "I always say the best addition to stuffing is the seed from the meat being cooked." He flashed a smile at the camera floating nearby. "Now as you can see, I have coated the bunny rump with a rich olive oil." He zoomed the camera in on the thick rump. The juicy mounds glistened with a greenish-yellow tint. Where his crotch used to be was a giant hole, which Sauté had used to stuff the roast. "All I do next is just stitch up the hole like so." With nimble fingers the dragon ran a line of cooking wire through the rabbit meat. He tightened the line and pulled the hole somewhat closed. "Now, doesn't that look delicious?" He spun the camera around the rump to give a good show. "Then I just bake it as a few hundred degrees for a few hours, and this juicy rump of rabbit will be brown and steaming."

After switching the camera off, Sauté waved his arm and materialized a giant oven. Behind the oven was a generator, which fed electricity to the machine. The oven was already preheated, and a snap of the dragon's fingers opened the door. He slid the roasting tray in and was about to close the door, but suddenly remembered something. "I nearly forgot the most important part!" He made a large carrot appear in his grasp. With a quick thrust, he shoved the carrot into the rump's tight pucker, and promptly closed the oven door.

The was not much else to do but wait. Sauté sighed and looked around. He spied Kale's head and feet, and a thought crossed his mind. Why not pay his client a little visit? He was sure the guy would love to get his paws on his new toys. He picked up the rabbit's head and feet. "What a waste," he sighed to himself. The one thing Sauté never understood was many of his clients' desires to make trophies or toys out of the prey he found. To the dragon, mounting a head or turning feet into a necklace was a waste of good meat. Nothing he could do about it, as it was what the client requested. He shrugged it off and vanished from the dimension, taking the head and feet with him.

The oven buzzed on, continuing to cook the rabbit rump roast while he was away.

The End