Dying Sun
Time has a habit of moving at it's own pace. Sometimes time progresses at the pace of a bullet train, allowing no time to enjoy the ride and sometimes it progresses painfully slow... as if time itself is coming to a halt. For the young Dragon Hunter time was a fleeting sensation. As the days passed onward he found himself oblivious to the fact. All he did was train, pushing his body to extreme limits. Now knowing just how much punishment it could take, he pressed onward, pushing himself day by day until exhaustion would claim him only to awake the next day and kick it up another notch.
This new mentality lead to isolation and despite all the attempts to reach out to him, no one had actually managed. Kasai had severed his attachments but had left Masato contemplating all that had occurred. In this period, Masato barely kept hydrated enough and had eaten very little to match but his blank eyes remained focused on nothing more than pushing himself harder.
He hadn't left his apartment since he returned and at this point it had been a full month since he had last encountered Kasai. Masato had discarded his shirt and was wearing a pair of jogging pants, counting the number of sit ups he had completed in his head. The young male had strengthened his body and his toned form now rippled with his movements. The scarred flesh had healed almost completely but remained a reminder of his pact with the dragon. It was on this day that he had finally paused his training to look up towards the ceiling and sigh. For the first time in a month he actually considered the others might have called his destroyed cell phone in hopes of contacting him. Though, that thought took a backseat to another. Kasai could have interrupted him whenever he desired but yet the dragon had remained absent, his claims that he would 'breed him where he stood' danced in his head. Kasai did not, however, make an appearance to him to make good on those words. What could that mean?
He got up and walked about his small dwelling, snagging himself some clean clothes and taking a long overdue shower. For thirty minutes he allowed the hot water to wash over his body while he contemplated what he would do next. He could go back to the temple and resume his life as if nothing had ever happened or he could return to the cavern in the depths of the forest in search of Kasai. With all the garbage spinning around in his mind the answer to this question was not clear to him.
The sunlight greeted his arrival into the world he had ignored and the rays actually irritated his eyes. "Has it really been that long?" He wondered, he didn't really have much light entering his apartment. He knew that much but he hadn't considered it before. He was forced to squint as he wandered the streets.
"Kawahara-San!" Came a voice he found to be faintly familiar. The young male followed it to Kobe who appeared to have just left the temple. "You're alright! I was worried about you." The boy said in an excited fashion as he approached his older friend.
"What are you doing here...?" Masato replied, his monotone voice appeared incredibly cold especially by comparison to Kobe's eager inflictions. It seemed to hit Kobe and affected his excited demeanor in a negative way.
"Uh-- well, I've been trying to find you. So, for a couple of weeks I've stopped by at your apartment and knocked but you never answered." He explained, "I was just on my way to try again."
Masato thought it all over but couldn't remember hearing anyone knock. Had he just tuned it out? Considering how focused he was, it wasn't an impossibility. "Your father looking for me?" He asked. In truth, that would be all he'd need to nudge him in favor of returning to the temple. He still had his obligations... Right?
"He was afraid you were traumatized by your encounter with Kasai... He doesn't know about your deal with him. I didn't actually tell him what happened besides the others being killed and you sacrificing yourself to save everyone else... He is curious about how you ended up alive."
"That's none of his business, really..." Masato stated, the outburst was reflexive and even managed to catch him off guard. When it came to his slavery to Kasai, it was something he determined wasn't something he needed to know.
"I mean no disrespect Kawahara-San but my father adopted you into our order. He and the others have taken care of you most of your life. Are you certain he doesn't deserve to be told the truth?"
"So it's come to this..." He began, "I've been questioning a lot of the practices conducted by the order. I won't be coming back... I don't owe them anything, in fact, after what I did for them... For everyone... They owe me." He walked right past Kobe without even glimpsing back at the boy. Kobe had been left in a state of utter confusion... Frozen where he stood with a look of shock.
It dawned on him that he had screwed up and he jolted to shout at Masato, urging him to change his mind. "I didn't mean it like that! Where are you going?!"
"I don't know, Kobe... I'll leave that to fate. Tell your father that I hope he understands... But I have decided to cut everything loose." His mind made up, he walked away from Kobe. It was his choice to make now. He would no longer be burdened by duty.
A shriek vibrated between the walls of the cavern. Therein was Kasai who was in the midst of his meal. The time he spent separated from the boy had great affect on his form. Free from his pact he engorged himself, taking the strengths from his victims and acquiring them himself. He was a perfect mass of muscle that no longer shared the rounded shape to it as that of a human but were perfectly flat geometrical shapes that lined his body. His chest resembled two large jagged rectangles and his rocky abdomen was perfectly cut with consistency of diamonds. His red hued body rippled with even the slightest movement and spikes protruded along his arms, accenting his already threatening demeanor.
When the man finally slipped into his stomach there wasn't any indication he was there. His perfect body resisted bulging despite the size of his meal and his tail fluttered wildly as he reveled in his fullness. In his time away, Kasai had developed more human features to go along with the draconic ones. He gained a complete set of fingers and toes rather than the three he had previously and his feet were a glorious sight to behold. Each finger and toe had a razor sharp claw pronounced from them, the length alone was easily that of a human's arm.
Kasai sensed something familiar in the air. A scent he recognized. With a gleeful sneer he realized that the scent was his own. "So the boy has ventured back into the world." He snickered, walking towards the mouth of the cavern whilst his tail swayed rhythmically behind him. "At long last, a use for this body." In an instant, a set of wings ripped from invisible openings on his back. The wingspan stretch wide to his sides. With a single mighty thrust, his wings propelled him feet into the air and he was off on his pursuit of the boy.
To clear his head, the young boy went where he was certain no one else would follow. Before him was a forgotten park, the swing sets and slides rusted and decayed from years of neglect. He sat on a bench adjacent this forgotten place and reminisced of the life he knew was coming to an end. He felt so foolish for having been so willing to do as he was told... In truth, he never found the sense of purpose he so desperately pursued and now he was lost. He had no idea where to begin with his newly acquired freedom... In fact, he was consumed by the idea that he would only end up forfeiting that freedom to Kasai. That's what the dragon wanted after all...
He pondered his thoughts deeply, finding it difficult to come to terms with reality. The reality that he worked for men that would sacrifice their young if needed when there were alternatives. If he were to return his voice would go unheard... Their practices would not change. So he needed to remove himself... But really... was Kasai to be trusted? He broke his word once what would stop him from doing it again?
His thoughts were interrupted by a shadow looming overhead. He was drawn to his origin as the beating of heavy wings filled the air with their chorus. It was Kasai, he had finally come. With a gleeful sneer the dragon descended until he met the ground with a heavy thud. His form stood before him in all of it's glory and the wings retracted into his back.
The dragon's tale swayed rhythmically as he focused his eyes upon the boy, his sharp, jagged teeth on display. He was overwhelmed by the sheer difference in Kasai's form but yet he stood, showing no signs of his unease as he stared into the eyes of the dragon. "About time..." He stated unmoving with his hands limp at his side. "I see you spent your time wisely."
"You haven't been slouching yourself." Kasai remarked as he inhaled a deep breath. His chiseled chest heaving in air as he took in the scent of the boy. "Had you gone and gotten bulky while you were shut away you wouldn't nearly appear as delectable to me."
Masato did little more than tighten and tone the muscle he already displayed but in the process the boy hadn't gained much weight if any at all to compliment. It was a distinctly slim yet firm body type that maintained just a small distance from appearing gaunt and skeletal. It appeared Kasai liked this and it did little more than increase the appeal of his toy whom he showed interest in thrashing about like a rag doll.
The dragon's sneer was maintained as the boy looked upon him. The predatory stare of the beast piercing his soul and left him contemplating his next move. "I suppose you've come for me. I would like to make it clear that I have given you my word. I am a toy for your enjoyment as I have sworn."
"Though I do enjoy your choice of venue, I have another place in mind. A place where I would feel more at home. I have waited to show you it for a very long time." Kasai proclaimed, "There is a lot of mystery concerning my kind and if you desire, I would like to imbue you with knowledge."
He pondered his response, looking to the dirt as if the answer was there at his feet. "Take me there... I wish to learn all that I can from you." He admitted with a slight nod.
"Very well then!" He snickered, approaching the human. He extended a claw to his chest and sliced open the shirt, revealing the boy's flat chest. The scar he had carved into the toned muscle still there but faint, healed to the point that it could be missed if one was not paying attention. The dragon then took his claw and lightly traced it along the side of the boy's neck. He snickered once again and began to paint something on Masato's exposed chest in blood. Yes, Kasai had cut Masato but he hadn't even noticed it until the red markings were drawn onto him. Now the realization set in and a sharp pain was at his neck. "Now, you can come with me to the only place I call home. That cavern was no more than a temporary encampment but now I shall welcome you to my realm."
Kasai pressed his palm against Masato's chest, the force knocked him off his feet and his head whiplashed against the floor. In that instant, everything went black.
He grunted softly and immediately began rubbing the back of his head. The pain persisted as he staggered to his feet. Everything felt so strange now, it was as if everything around him was freezing but yet deep inside him an incredible warmth negated the frost that surrounded him. He looked around and was certain that he was no longer at the park.
"You can feel it, can you not?" Kasai said, his form illuminated by torchlight as he stared into a mirror. The glass swirled as if some viscous material was being churned about on the other side. Kasai appeared much stronger in this place, his mighty form pulsing with an invisible energy as he turned to face the boy. He approached him slowly, and stood just before him. To put things into perspective, Kasai was towering over the human whose head was adjacent to his crotch and yet there was no sight of the cock residing therein, hidden perhaps in it's sheath. "My realm is an ethereal plain, beyond yours but not separate from it. Bringing you here has exposed you to an essence unlike no other."
"What is it?" He asked as curiosity took hold. "Why didn't you mention this place before?"
"The essence revitalizes my body, bathing me and those who enter in powerful healing forces. Though, that is not all that you feel, young one. Those who dwell here maintain their youth forever. It has little use to me for I am 'cursed' to return from death. To a human whose lifespan is minuscule it is the promise of immortality." It came as a surprise that Kasai referred to his pardon from death as a curse. He contemplated why that would be and nearly opened his mouth before the dragon before Kasai planted his body onto the floor and sat with his feet presented before the boy. "If you desire more knowledge I will gladly give it but now I desire a foot massage. As my toy I shan't accept another poor attempt at your duty."
To have his chance ripped from him in such a way slightly frustrated the boy but he was intelligent enough not to show it. It was time to really prove his worth to the dragon, only then would his taste for knowledge be sated. "Yes, Master." He said with a respectful bow, before he approached the reclining dragon. The feet were as massive as they were flawless, the ruby red color of Kasai's body was present here as well. He approached them with sheer anticipation and began to press his fingers against the soles. However, Kasai's form was incredibly firm and tough for him to squeeze. He truly struggled to gain any reaction from Kasai as well.
The dragon remained passively resting where he was, though, a slight hint of amusement was present from watching his toy struggle. How he strained himself to massage the firm feet was to him quite adorable but he desired more than just an entertaining show, he wanted complete submission. "You're trying too hard to impress me boy and in the process you are merely annoying me." He remarked, thrusting his toes forward and slamming them into his chest, knocking him to the floor. "You're a toy not a massage therapist, do your job!"
Masato was dumbfounded by the remark. Wasn't that what he wanted? He stood up once again but was timid in approaching the massive foot. He had to figure this out... He needed to know what Kasai had to teach. This was a roadblock, an obstacle in the way of him and his answers. With a sigh he returned to the foot and began to massage the large toe of the dragon, his chest pressed against the padding of the foot while he worked his hands against it. The padding on the toes were different, flexible but still very firm. With a bit of squeezing he was able to really massage it in ways he could not on the soles.
"Much better. Now, I expect you to show me how important I am to you. You are my plaything, my toy and as such you must desire to belong to me. All that you are is my property." That statement really got the boy going. He continued to press his body against Kasai's soles, letting the warmth press against his exposed chest. He worked on each toe on the left foot and transitioned to the one on the right. His efforts had triggered his body to become glistening with sweat. It was strange, the way he felt had flipped. Now he felt a pleasant cold deep within himself while the world around him had grown warm.
This change affected his behavior and his tongue was introduced as he lapped at the padded toes, working his tongue against them. He even began to slip his tongue beneath Kasai's claws, letting it drag as deeply as he could inside. Kasai had become lost in this actions, his toy setting off pleasant sensations with the touch of his tongue. It was then that the tip of his cock had escaped it's hiding place and peaked out of it's previously invisible sheath. Glazed over with a clear liquid, the tip extended out of it's confines further and further until the cock, the size of the boy's torso, was revealed at full mast. Yet the boy was unaware of this occurring at all, lost in carnal lust as he played with the toes. Kasai's toes wiggled cutely while the soles thudding against his chest. Kasai caused some light bruising in the process as his toy threw himself at him.
He wanted nothing more than to please Kasai. His senses overwhelmed with the scent of scales that had a tinge of the foot musk he was familiar with. The smell enveloping his thoughts as he worked harder and harder to please the dragon. It was his duty, his purpose, to give him everything he had to over. So he lapped at the toes and down against the soles and passing below them, throwing his body against the scaled flesh as he worked harder and harder.
Kasai kicked the boy onto the ground, knocking him on his back once again. The dragon slowly stood to his feet and sneered as he looked over the boy. The wind was knocked out of him by the force and he was really struggling to catch his breath when Kasai planted his foot on his chest. The dragon wiggled his toes as the boy gasped for breath, his eyes focused on him as he dragged his foot back slowly. His claws further damaged the boy's shirt until it lay in shreds over his exhausted form. "You surprise me..." He proclaimed, as his foot once again came crashing down on top of him. He curled his toes and shifted his foot with the crushing weight being distributed all over his torso. "I am very pleased with your progress. However, now it is time that I truly use you for my own enjoyment."
The toes rubbed his chest, running against the flesh as Kasai massaged them into the skin. The act had actually caused him to moan as he reveled in the soft texture of scaleless skin against his jagged scales. Then he ran them down his body, feeling the toned abdomen as he explored every bump and curve. His big toe stopped above the navel and he swirled it around, shifting the belly button in the process. Finally, he removed his foot from the boy and stepped back.
"Undress..." The dragon instructed, his gaze fixated on the exposed torso of the boy. He watched hungrily as Masato regained his footing. The shredded shirt was the first to go, not much use left in it to begin with. He used one foot to work off the shoe on the other, and kicked it aside only to do the same to the other. "Stop... Leave the cloth on your feet alone." He stated, the socks were actually quite damp with sweat. He did as he was told and ignored them, anchoring his thumbs inside his pants and the set of boxers therein. He wiggled the clothing loose until they landed with a thud against the floor and around his ankles.
He kicked them aside exhaling deeply, knowing just what awaited him and it was staring him in the face. Kasai's cock was in it's appearance barbaric, covered in spikes and wickedly shaped, it was thick and long but it fit. It wasn't large in comparison to Kasai or in that regard it even appeared quite average to his form. Though to him, it was daunting and he had been forced to take it before. Albeit in those instances the cock might actually have been slightly smaller. He was torn open all three times he had taken it, sliced open like butter by the kiss of Kasai's claws to adjust him accommodatingly. Not so much that it did him any favors or lessened the pain in his position but it pleasured Kasai and as a toy, that was all the dragon cared about.
He grabbed Masato and turned him away from himself sitting the boy on the tip of his cock. Though, this time something didn't feel right. Kasai didn't slice through his sphincter or even attempt to ease his entrance. No, he just forced him down onto his cock and pressed against the pucker. He thought being sliced open hurt but now he was experiencing a greater pain than that. "Wh-what are you doing?!" He shouted, the pain impeding his judgement. Kasai actually thrust his hips as a response as if to punish the boy for speaking out of line.
"I'll tear you apart if I so desire, boy. Right now, I wish to take you as you are. I shall succeed in either a pleasant fashion or I'll simply skewer you at once. The choice is yours." He wrapped a hand around the boy's head and applied some force. It was then that the boy became aware of the copious slime dribbling out of the dragon's member and against his lower body. He could feel an odd tingling sensation as gouts of the secretion entered his hole. The sensations began to grow more intense, spreading like wildfire throughout his nerves all while Kasai insisted on applying greater force. His hole was widening gradually with the tip slipping inside much easier than he anticipated but with something as thick as it was there was pain, lots of it.
The dragon thrust his hips and with that the tip plunged into his hole and was secured as the tight anal ring squeezed down around it. This did nothing to deter Kasai who kept up the pressure, now that he was inside he groaned pleasurably and his grip around the boy's torso tightened. The pain was nigh unbearable as the boy whimpered and sobbed, his pained grunts continued as he was forced to feel his intestines spread and stretch.
He squirmed as much as he could, perhaps in the belief that he would relieve the pain he was feeling but to no avail. Kasai was persistent and with another thrust he managed to take the boy halfway down his length. His lower abdomen just beneath the navel began to show signs of distortion. He that the tip was buried somewhere deep, somewhere incredibly warm and cozy. Kasai sneered at this, continuing his slow and arduous penetration.
Masato was very much wracked with pain, his toes curled up against the dampness of his socks. He angled his knees and kept his legs lifted and spread wide open, finding slight comfort in that position that had been absent otherwise. It appeared Kasai was liking this as well and his length continued to disappear into his toy whilst filling him with satisfaction and his toy with a slowly progressing bulge in his abdomen. Kasai was very close now, very close to being hilted to the base inside of the human and his tip appeared prominently in the middle of the boy's toned abdomen. It was obvious that the shape belonged to the head of a penis and it's contour was very pronounced in those regards.
When Kasai's hips met with the meet of the boy's ass, the dragon snickered with delight. There was absolutely no way to know how much time had passed but if Masato's scrunched up face was indicative one would assume much too long. His hole was wrapped around a cock far too wide, puffy and swollen against the dragon's scrotum. The spiked organ tickled his insides as the ridges were squeezed against by the tight entrails. This is were Kasai stopped and reveled in the warmth and he absolutely loved it.
"I didn't know what I was missing." He proclaimed, pulling back a small amount and slamming back inside. "This feels great. I've never felt something so tight." Kasai sat on the ground, again landing with a thud. The impact was transferred into Masato who released a loud shout of pain, his body was being staked in the worst possible way. Kasai removed his hands and reclined, leaving Masato sitting with his back perfectly straight. "Ride it..."
The command entered his ears but forced his features to go pale. He complied however, lifting his body slowly up as much as he could before his weight gave way and the erection plunged back through him. His face contorted with pain in the process but he continued nonetheless. Now he was certain he had to be careful and with that he only went up as far as he could managed, using his legs and arms as support while he worked to manage the up and down motions to pleasure the erection that was throbbing beneath his skin. There was a squelching noise that was deafeningly loud in his own ears, the sound of his guts being stretched like latex as he worked his body up and down the dragon's rod. He could literally feel his innards straining around it, deathly close to being ripped or torn. Then Kasai thrusted opposite the boy, slamming in as he brought his body down. The pain made it impossible for him to continue but Kasai insisted on thrusted his hips as his toy went limp. He turned the boy around until they were facing eachother and then he slammed him onto his back.
Kasai pushed his shoulders against the ground and began to pound him once again, moaning loudly as he made proper use of his toy. Masato begged for Kasai to stop, overcoming with the pain he whined desperately but that only increased Kasai's forcefulness. His look was menacing as he rammed himself into Masato, paying close attention to the way his body gurgled and slurped as he was repeatedly impaled. He adored this feeling, this brutality that he was committing on his puny human fuck toy. Then he roared with ecstasy and his length suddenly twitched as he filled his toy with cum.
He stayed rooted inside of him despite the anguish on his face as he lingered over the edge of bursting, cum gushing from his mouth in search of ways to escape, before he pulled out and sprayed the rest onto the boy's bare flesh. Kasai looked triumphant, full of the pride of his conquest. The boy belonged to him and once again he was made to bear his scent both inside and out.
"This is merely the beginning." He commanded to the exhausted boy writhing about beneath him. "In time you will submit to me fully. I have so much left for you to endure."