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The following series is a Sequel to Punished by the Gryphons

Table of contents:Part 1 (Inspecting the Drake) _ <--- _ Part 2 (You are here) ---> Part 3

Y ou do NOT need to read Punished by the Gryphons in order to follow the feisty events happening in this series. Why do I say this, you might wonder? Well, if you were one of the curious folks that took a look at the link provided above, the prequel to this series is not exactly kind on our protagonist. Makaidos goes through quite the rough treatment at the claws of his gryphon companion, Rayik. After a gruesome trial, he is left in the caring talons of Trys, a kind female that is quite intrigued by a dragon's anatomy.

This part continues where the last chapter left off. Strangled by his desire to mate, the dragon Makaidos follows the gryphess Trys along as she takes him on a trek around her home. Her intense scents gnaw at his mind, tingling that certain area between his legs. Makaidos seeks distraction in explaining to her how his punishment went, but he takes more than he can handle when the randy gryphess opts for a more...hands-on approach. With his privates teased by the female, Makaidos' resolve slowly corrodes. Does he have what it takes to resist temptation, or will he give in to his primal urges and fill the female with his seed? Read and find out!

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Makaidos followed her outside. The fresh air of the morning was a blessed relief from the gryphess' oppressive heat. Gryphons flew around, swiping down and chirping their greetings to her. Makaidos felt slightly awkward whenever one of them took interest in him. He remembered how curious everyone was when he first landed before the inspection hollow. He had beaks prodding and sniffing every part of his privates. Thankfully, few of them lingered. They were more interested in Trys, and even then they only stopped to rub under her wings, take a quick sample of her scent, then fly away, eager and aroused.

"Aren't they tempted?" Makaidos walked at her side.

Trys looked around, taking in the sights and scents of the forest. "Everyone is, but we have our own set of rules. The males can provide gifts and entice, but the female chooses who and when to mate."

"Are you planning to decline everyone?"

"Mostly," Trys twitched her ears as she caught sight of another male passing overhead. "Or perhaps I will just give in to the urge and mate the first male that is brave enough to swoop down on me."

"That would be a shame," Makaidos said.

"Why?"

He fluttered his wings. The answer was quite obvious, even if he didn't want to acknowledge its existence. "I don't know. Seems to me Rayik is worthy enough."

"Oh, him," Trys clacked her beak and looked forward. "He is a wild one. Full of energy and passion, but at the same time, so careless. He makes for a good lover and a very lousy mate."

"A terrible friend too," Makaidos rumbled with amusement. "You don't know how many times he used force to persuade me."

"I've seen," Trys pushed closer, rubbing and nuzzling along his shoulder. "You showed impressive strength and determination during the initiation ritual. Few males could resist such punishment."

Makaidos sighed with bliss. One of her wings sneaked under his own, rubbing his sensitive membrane in so many delightful ways.

"It wasn't that bad."

"There was blood, Makaidos. So many gashes, so many lacerations..."

"I had scales to protect me," he licked along the side of her petite head. "Please don't worry about me."

Trys remained unconvinced. With closed eyes, she nibbled and brushed along his scales, cooing softly. "Your scales were stripped or shattered. I had to send five gryphons into the Underland to gather the sap I used to stop the bleeding."

Makaidos licked her beak. "I'm very grateful for that."

"Don't be," Trys opened her eyes. "It was...hard to see such a beautiful dragon bleeding and battered. What if your seed lost its potency?"

Makaidos soothed her with quick licks around her parted beak. "Lets not think about that."

"We should," Trys stepped back. "I need to test your seed and put my mind at ease."

Makaidos knew that was a mistake. He would lose control and mate her if she teased him any more. "We can do that later, after you evaluate my walking and flying capabilities."

Fortunately, Trys agreed.

"As you wish," she pinched one of his ears when Makaidos looked away. The dragon snapped at the air, swiping his tail right across her rump.

Trys screeched and leaped forward, throwing him a naughty glance. "Run then. Prove what you can do."

Makaidos flapped his wings. The surge of speed allowed him to surpass the feisty gryphon. He ran just ahead of her, making sure his dangling sack was none too obvious. Trys wasn't like Rayik to kick and shove her beak into his orbs every few steps, so Makaidos enjoyed the freedom as much as he could. He chased Trys around the walkways. Sometimes he remained ahead. Other times her agility got the best of him. Makaidos held no grudge. He wasn't running to compete. The breeze felt far too good along his chaffed scales and flared wings. He flapped them hard, almost taking off the ground. Trys pounced from behind, preventing him from cheating. She bounded ahead, tail swishing in the wind. Makaidos focused on the fluffy tip, yet his wavering attention often led him to what hid underneath it. Her fragrance dwarfed the scents of the leaves, the sap of the trees, and even the potency of his own musk.

Makaidos scrunched his eyes shut and growled. It took unearthly amounts of willpower to subdue his arousal. He couldn't afford it to resurface again. Not while he was enjoying himself so much.

Yet instincts never placed too much emphasis on personal desires. With every breath he took, Trys seeped deeper inside him, tickling his sleeping member in a most annoying way.

"Here," she skidded to a stop. "Recognize it?"

Makaidos took a quick looked around as he panted. "The convergence," he lifted a forepaw. "That's where they tied me. Everything looks so empty now."

"We don't have many dragon visitors, and even lazy gryphons such as me find mundane tasks to busy themselves with."

"Such as?"

"Healing careless dragons," she pushed her head under his jaw, sealing his maw shut. "Come now. I want to take a closer look."

Makaidos followed her with brisk steps. He licked his maw more than he should have. He liked to believe the repeated licks only spread moisture around, yet every time his tongue flicked out of his maw, he remembered Trys' exquisite taste. She was slimier than his saliva, and much sweeter.

"So this is where they tied you," Trys said, walking around the circular platform.

Makaidos dipped his head. "Yes. I was on my back, waiting as Rayik talked with his two companions while your kin screeched and shrilled. It was so loud. Scary even."

"Can you show me?" Trys flared her magnificent wings.

"Sure," Makaidos rolled on his back, fore paws held close against his chest while his hind ones gently grabbed at the air. "I sat like this."

"And he came like this," Trys placed a forepaw on his exposed balls. "To grab and torment these."

"More or less," Makaidos growled softly. His balls still hurt from the prolonged abuse, but Trys knew exactly how to soothe them.

"How hard did they hit?"

"Hard...harder than you," the dragon shivered when his sack was slammed flat against his scales.

Trys played the orbs between her fingers while her beak lowered towards the dragon's slit. She crouched, slowly rubbing her head along the tough scales.

"What else have they done?" she asked seductively

Makaidos whimpered softly as her warm breath fell upon his most sensitive parts. "They forced my cock out."

"Like this?" she dabbed with her tongue around his sensitive flesh.

Makaidos shook his head. "W-warm...but no. Not quite so gently."

"Were they gentle here?"

A paw found its way around his tailhole. Makaidos grabbed her haunches with his hind paws, forcing a long cooing sound out of her beak.

"Don't get me aroused...please..."

"I'm just trying to extract information," Trys rubbed the blunt part of a claw around his tailhole while the meaty pads of a hind paw kneaded around his balls.

Makaidos threw his head back as the tip of his cock burst through his swollen crevice. "You are going...going to extract a lot more than that."

"Maybe I'd like that."

Makaidos grabbed her unruly beak. That shut her up, but it didn't prevent her from administrating her charm. Trys nibbled around his stretching fingers. The scratches sent shivers of warmth along Makaidos' tensing muscles. They converged upon his slit, forcing his throbbing cock to expand beyond what his slit was capable of holding inside. He moaned with delight, riding the waves of arousal until hot fluid rushed from the depths of his clamping muscles. Makaidos squirted thrice, wetting the gryphess' pristine plumage.

"More," Trys trilled with lustful joy.

Makaidos gritted his teeth and shoved instead. She stumbled back, collapsing in a pile of ruffled feathers and squawks.

"Why?" she flapped her wings with indignation.

"I don't want to get aroused, Trys. I told you that."

"It's too late for that," she pointed at her flooded cunt.

"Because you tempted me!" Makaidos scrambled up and walked around, hoping movement would calm the tempest raging beneath his tail.

Trys followed him around, screeching with indignation. "Why are you ignoring your desires? You wanted me ever since we left the hollow."

"I...I didn't...I mean I...." Makaidos stuttered as his cock slapped hard against his belly.

"You didn't like it?" Trys pushed herself up and turned around, presenting her ripe gender.

Makaidos couldn't prevent himself from inhaling her arousing fragrance. He licked his snout with lust, neck stretched towards her glistening flesh.

"I liked it too much, and that scared me," he growled helplessly. "I...I never mated a gryphon before. Never."

Trys' remained silent. She slithered underneath his chest, rubbing and warming Makaidos' shivering muscles with a slow, delightful caress.

"You should have told me," the gryphess nuzzled underneath his maw. "There is no shame in claiming your first mate."

Makaidos froze. He didn't know how to reply to that. Would Trys feel remorse, or would she just abandon him for a worthy male? The answer was as hard as his cock. Makaidos growled again, surrendering his fire to Trys' delightful caress.

"Trys..."

She still remained under him, rubbing her tail around his erect cock while her wings gently massaged his belly.

"Please stop..."

She continued her ministrations.

Makaidos thrust. His cock slapped against his belly just before it was shoved forth, straight under the gryphess' tail. His tip kissed her flooded depths, tasting her warm, fertile passage for a pounding heartbeat before Trys surged forward with an unexpected shriek. Her lips clamped erratically, still trying to accommodate the sudden invasion.

Makaidos' head felt on the verge of bursting. He was so embarrassed and aroused that he just wanted to fly and disappear into the sky to avoid explaining himself.

"We should...yes, we should really... do something that...I mean I..."

"Mate," Trys grabbed his horned head between her forepaws and pressed him into her chest. Her wings rushed around, wrapping Makaidos in a feathery blanket of warmth and arousal. Trys rubbed and nibbled with purpose, while Makaidos struggled to keep his thoughts straight. She was warm...so feathery...so silky...

"Trys..."

"No words. I just want your scent and your touch."

"And my seed," Makaidos whispered.

"As soon as you put it in me."

"It's too sudden...too improper..."

"Why?" she fell back on the ground, head tilting with confusion.

"Because it is. I'm still recovering."

"That's a lie. You want to mate as much as I do."

She couldn't be more right. Makaidos dreamt of inviting himself inside her ever since he caught glimpse of her swollen folds. There was just a small problem. A trepidation that has been haunting him for years.

Makaidos bowed his head. He had to say it. There was no way out now.

"I never mated, Trys. Dragonesses shunned me, dragons hurt me, and the only comfort I had was the rough embrace of my paw."

Trys blinked. She seemed unfazed of what she heard. Makaidos took a few steps back. She would ridicule him for that. Consider himself a pitiful male, then abandon him for a better one. Even worse, she would spread the word all around the colony so that all gryphons would know how incapable their resident dragon was. Makaidos wanted to roar out and unleash his raging feelings until Trys perked her head.

"Tell me later. Right now, I only want your tongue or your cock inside me."

Then, she slammed her wet lips right into the dragon's snout.

A tide of fertile scents assaulted Makaidos' senses. He wanted to inhale and slurp her aroma at the same time. For a few thrumming heartbeats, he did nothing aside from enjoying the intense heat of bare flesh upon his snout. His instincts urged one course of action, while his mind vehemently opposed it.

In the end, Makaidos gave in. He was a male, and males could never refuse such a ripe offering when it was shoved right in front of their face. He slammed his tongue against the gryphess' tight flesh and penetrated her with a long, slurpy lick.

Trys cried out her bliss. Her tunnel rocked and spasmed, milking the fleshy invader off any moisture it had to offer. The sucking motion drew Makaidos further inside. Flesh squeezed all around him, yet he still ventured deeper, forcing the muscles to clamp down harder and faster. Gryphons were used to knots, and Trys was delightfully strong. The same muscles that held a male in place refused to let Makaidos' tongue retreat. He pulled back twice, then wriggled his tip along the flooded walls to buy his retreat.

Trys' response was immediate. She tensed hard. Her limbs stretched. Her wings did the same, raising towards the sky until they threatened to pop from their joints. With a shrilling cry, the gryphess announced her unyielding pleasure. A wave of fertile goo slithered around the dragon's entrapped tongue. Makaidos pulled out with a wet squelch when the fluid hit, taking the sheer strength of the heated riptide straight inside a nostril. He inhaled the sharp fragrance like it was air and growled lustfully, choking on the female's fertile musk. Both tongue and scales stimulated Trys' contracting muscles as Makaidos greedily scooped out her fertile fluids. His tongue swirled and splashed, his snout rubbed and scratched. Under the combined assault of the stimulation, Trys had no choice but to give in a second time.

Makaidos waited until she tensed again, then pulled back to clean himself. His nostrils twitched wildly, dripping with gryphon juices. He took every drop inside his mouth, where a sizable pool of saliva greeted the viscous substance. Makaidos smacked his lips, testing the female's fertility before he gulped down her produce.

Trys stumbled on her paws. She trickled quite badly. Rivulets splashed on the ground, thanks to her rapidly trembling lips.

"Did...did you...?" Makaidos managed to say as his teeth rattled with lust.

"Almost. So close," Trys clacked her beak. She settled on her belly, lifting her tail as high as she could. "Take me," she looked back with a pair of glimmering eyes. "Fill me with your seed, before my lust spills forth."

Makaidos took another whiff of her scent before he straddled her. His own cock was a mess, dripping with precum every few throbs. He poked around her tail. Damp fur rubbed around his tip, increasing the sharp bite of arousal.

"Quicker."

"I'm trying," Makaidos hissed.

She was too low, and every thrust sent Makaidos rubbing along bare fur. It wasn't as warm as her flesh, but even this rough stimulation was enough to bring about his release if left unchecked.

"Try now," Trys raised her hindquarters.

Makaidos poked around something. He pushed, meeting only hard muscles.

"Wrong hole," Trys squawked her displeasure. "Lower."

Makaidos jabbed her three more times. "I can't find it."

"Just feel for it."

"All I'm feeling is my imminent release. You're just too small to-"

Makaidos' words flared into a full blown roar as he sunk into one of the tightest and wettest holes he had the pleasure of penetrating.

"Tiiiight!" he hissed with desperation as he gave a firm thrust inside those walls.

Trys swallowed his tip whole, applying startling amounts of pressure around the sensitive bulge. Makaidos legs shivered with weakness. He had to sink deeper into this fertile female. Had to reach her fertile chamber before filling her with his seed.

Trys didn't make that easy. She clamped unreasonably hard with every spasm of her muscles. Her flooded tunnel allowed no easy access. Makaidos pushed, and pushed, raking the ground with his claws until his seed threatened to burst.

"I'm too close..."

"Not yet," Trys flapped her wings.

"Too tight!" Makaidos slammed his maw shut, allowing only his smoldering growl to speak.

"You're barely halfway in!"

"I can't."

"You can."

She squeezed much too hard and far too often. Makaidos couldn't hold himself back. Not inside this sweltering prison of smothering flesh. He pressed his belly tight against Trys' wings and shoved himself as hard as his legs allowed. His spaded tip reached even deeper, basking in untamed warmth while the base of his throbbing cock plugged her kneading entrance.

Makaidos throbbed hard. He thought he could hold himself back, but a string of seed already spilled through his rock hard tip.

"Too hot!"

The oppressing pressure pushed the seed right out of him, sending a hot surge along his cock. Makaidos tensed his rock hard muscles. He felt the liquid slither closer and closer to the tip, until it slowed down to a trickle. Makaidos managed to hold himself back. He was so ready to ejaculate, yet seed seemingly stopped dead in its tracks. The dragon worked himself inside his mate, stimulating her own muscles past the point of no return.

Heat started to build up, and quick. Makaidos shut his eyes. A force ruptured inside him, threatening to explode with devastating consequences. It traveled along his spine, tensing everything in its path. Makaidos stretched his neck, flung open his maw, and whimpered softly as tears rolled down from his scrunched eyes.

Trys said something, yet her words were obliterated by the dragon's untamed roar. All that trapped pressure burst at once, exploding from his tip with lustful vengeance. The stream speared through Trys' tunnel so hard, they triggered her release in an instant. Her own muscles strangled Makaidos in a vice grip as her heated fluids rushed forth to meet his erupting seed in an overwhelming spectacle of unbridled arousal.

Makaidos choked on his roar. He loosened strong and fast, filling his tight mate with repeated spurts of fertile seed. Trys too shrilled her bliss. She pushed hard against his throbbing cock, kissing and squeezing him from all sides. Makaidos scratched the ground with his unsteady paws. His muscles shivered hard. All the strength in his body was diverted to his pumping slit, and the seed that flowed along his cock with every throb.

Trys hungered for it. She was restless, rubbing and clamping around the huge cock that plugged her hole. Hot reserves of her own essence bathed the tense flesh, urging it to release everything it had.

Makaidos loosened himself all the way through. His tight balls thrummed with short bursts of pain, too weary to keep pumping. His slit too stung. Only his cock kept throbbing and pumping, wrapped in a tight blanket of seed and female arousal. With nowhere to go, the thick mixture traveled into Trys' egg chamber, filling her to the very brim.

The two tapered off with a series of long growls and screeches. Even after he stopped spurting, Makaidos remained inside, licking his mate with fond strokes of his tongue.

"You can pull out," Trys cooed happily.

"Do you want me to?" Makaidos nibbled one of her ears.

The gryphess turned her head around and poked her beak inside one of his nostrils. Makaidos sneezed, pushing out a weak spurt of delayed seed.

"I felt that."

"Me too. You gryphons know how to suck a dragon dry."

"You should know how I feel right now. Dry isn't the word I would choose to describe what you did to me."

"Oh, I have a good guess," Makaidos continued his treatment a bit more.

Trys basked in the affection until she slowly crawled forward. That was Makaidos' cue to pull back. He pulled out quick and snarled with lust as a thick gush of creamy fluid escaped from Trys' hole. She leaked with a vengeance, spurting wave after wave of milky essence. Makaidos couldn't believe how much she held inside. He rushed towards her soaked hole and licked along her trembling slit, tasting the sweet ooze with a quick swipe of his tongue.

"Clean me," Trys rolled on her back. "I want every trace of your seed gone before we take flight."

"Why is that?" Makaidos gave her another delicious lick.

He earned a kick in the head for that. "Just be a good dragon and clean your mess."

Makaidos complied with her request. He cleaned her fur with broad strokes, then slithered inside her, sucking her cunt dry. Trys had another orgasm during his ministration. That helped clear some of the excess seed and gave Makaidos a delightful taste of her unaltered taste.

Once she was clean, Try ran around to dry herself. Makaidos licked his cock meanwhile. Strings of semen latched his scales, quickly scooped by his tongue. His seed was slightly more bitter and definitely thicker. He pushed around and inside his slit, enjoying the rough feel of his own tongue until Trys snuck her beak inside.

"I'm done. You are too late."

"Doesn't seem like it," she pointed towards a few stray droplets wetting his foot.

Makaidos allowed her to clean them. Trys smacked her beak a few times. "It's very gooey."

"Are gryphons any different?"

"Yes," Trys preened a few wing feathers. "Rayik is a bit more watery. His seed flows better through me, while yours just sticks to everything it touches."

"Didn't seem that way when I cleaned you."

"Only because you released inside me. It would take days to get your seed off my feathers."

"I never intend to besmirch your plumage."

"Do you?"

Makaidos bowed his head. "Definitely."

Trys got up with a smile. "We'll see about that, you lustful dragon."