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Disclaimer: Everything in this story belongs to me. However, there are some aspects in this that are based off of other works, including "The Legend of a Warrior" which is the creation of the artist and author known as Killer Tiger, to whom this is a homage to and I regard as a much better writer. Thus, you'll see some similarities between the two series for example.

Drake had stayed with Maria the whole time as she, tired from his brutal, fierce fucking, slept by him in their gorey, filthy, severely damaged bed, resting her cum-covered head by his enormous, powerful chest on his left side. He had rested his huge left hand on her the whole time, sometimes stroking the black fur on her body. His huge, powerful, blood-and-cum covered cock had long slackened off, shrinking back to its flaccid state and softening, but still remaining hard. After hours had passed by, she slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw were the pair of Drake's metal dog tags, resting on his mountainous, blood-colored pectorals. She felt his huge, powerful hand stroke down the length of her body, moving from the long strands of black hair of her head, her nicely developed back muscles and curvy hips, her tight, firm buttocks and strong tail, and the back of her nicely developed legs, all of which had cum and some blood dried and caked in some places. Not moving her head, she moved her eyes to look up at him. He was awake and resting peacefully, content and staring down at her body as it rested on his powerfully built one, with his hand, which could crush the bones in her body with ease, stroked down her body with the gentiliest of touches.

Smiling a bit, she waited until he was stroking his hand down her legs, and then got his attention by kissing into the skin of his left pectoral. This did get his attention as she intended, and he looked down into her face, her eyes meeting his. She had a full, closed-lip smile on her face. "Hi, my mercenary. I see that you've been stroking along my body while I've been sleeping. How long have you been doing that?"

He could hear a hint of playfulness in her voice as she finished the sentence. "Well, I've been stroking it since you first fell asleep, bitch, and I've been doing it at times, but not the whole time. That would've been too much."

He heard her giggle. "Well of course, master" She then snuggled into him, strongly nuzzling his left pectoral.

She looked once more at his dog tags. She noticed that the two had different wording on them but didn't look close enough to actually read them. "So master, what's with the dog tags hanging around your neck being different? I figure that one of them has data concerning you, but what's the other one for? Is it another one of your identities I don't know about?"

She heard him sigh. "You're correct that one of the dog tags apply to me, but the other..." He paused for one moment. She could hear a hint of sadness in his voice. "...it isn't another identity. Instead, it belonged to an old friend of mine, a fellow mercenary, who died well before his time. Despite our differences in age and race and the circumstances under which we've met, he was my best friend and was even like a brother to me, which I haven't had in a very long time. It wasn't his death that bothered me, but the manner of how it happened, a truly despicable, underhanded tactic that had no honor in it at all. We were very close and often watched each other's backs, helping each other and our fellow warriors take out the enemy before they could take us down. He wanted to die an honorable death, but he was denied it, being assassinated by four conspirators. The dishonor in his death caused something in me to snap and after wrecking bloody vengeance on his killers, I went and destroyed the nation of Wakusa, killing millions of people in the process, and then destroyed many more cities, communities, and armed forces, starting with ones within the nation of Gauis, but also massacred ones in other nations as well. After annihilating the vice-filled city of Fury, I became a terrorist, freelance mercenary, and assassin, killing politicians and senators, blowing up hospitals and airplanes, and doing all sorts of terrifying things that were moderate in comparison to the massacrings I did beforehand. Then several years after starting that, I found out about the Assassin's Guild and joined the organization, becoming one of its agents." He then moved her from his powerful, mountainous chest, sitting up, looking at her. "It's been nearly 40 years since then, and much more after my friend's death and the destruction of Wakusa. His death still bothers me to this day despite the consequences of it being far less to what I did in other identities, but I guess that is what happens when you have a close friend die a weak, pathetic death..."

Maria was surprised at what he told her. She never would've guessed that the infamous, legendary, cold-blooded mercenary assassin known as Hellblazer had a side to him that was so emotional and sorrowful at the same time. She also noticed that he never even called her "bitch" once the whole time as he spoke. Judging from the words he spoke, it sounded like this friend was one of the higher up Hellions that have been with Drake before their downfall. She figured that the friend would either be Draven Grunue or Malcolm Gorton, but she didn't want to ask Drake right now, as he's currently in a solemn mood.

She reached up and rested her hand on his powerful shoulders, stroking her fine, delicate fingers across his huge, harder-than-steel muscles. He enjoyed her light touch despite his mood. "I've now seen that you've been hiding a softer side to you that I bet very few people have ever seen. However, I'd like you to be cheerful, my master, not solemn, and I want you to get your mind off of this. I think I know how..."

Drake was puzzled at first, but then saw her go under the bloody cum-stained sheets and felt her mouth lap at his hard, but flaccid cock, lifting the sheets over her head for him to view this. He grinned, feeling her tongue dance along his black, veiny appendage that was still caked with their dried cum and her dried blood, and grip onto his huge, heavy, musky-smelling crimson balls, rubbing and squeezing them roughly. "I like your idea, my bitch. I think you deserve an award..."

He soon gave her this "award" with the sight of his obsidian monster growing longer and wider, and becoming harder than diamond, with the dried cum and blood, caked on his mighty shaft, getting cracked as his huge warhammer expanded, along with his engorged cockhead poking out of its foreskin. "That's a fine reward, master. I'll please you as best as I can." She grinned as it reached its full girth and length, her left hand already moving to her already wet, sweet, vaginal lips and rubbing them with fervor as she started to orally please the huge, round, engorged head of his cock, stroking the rest of his length with her right hand despite the fact that she couldn't wrap her hand around the majority of it. Soon feeling a heavy drop of warm, musky precum ooze into her mouth, she felt Drake reach under the covers, and grab the back of her head and began to push her mouth down on the glans, her tongue exploding with the metallic taste of dried blood and the sweet, creamy mixture of their dried love juices. She moaned, the taste raising her lust and pleasure, causing her to move her left thumb to her clitoris and rub it in circles.

However, she soon felt his tail grab her left hand and pull it away from her crotch, and directed it towards his immense ebony shaft so it could wrap around more of his dick and help stroke it with her right hand. She then heard him speak. "You deserve a generous gift, my bitch, and this is in the form of another tail fuck. However, it needs to visit a different hole, and it obviously isn't going to be your mouth...." Maria let out a muffled moan in response, knowing what exactly he meant. This was soon followed by feeling his tail rubbing and prodding her tail hole, feeling it scaly tip nearly penetrating into the black depths. She felt its tip slightly penetrate her muscular ring, which was now no longer as tight as it used to be. She murred lustfully, the sound muffled by his giant cock already brutally gagging her as it slides down her throat and esophagus, and let out a muffled gasp as his tail suddenly pierced through her anus, and started tail-fucking her deeply.

This oral session, during which Drake enjoyed with glee as his enormous shaft went deeper and deeper into his bitch's mouth and brutally throat-fucked the tigress, ended a little differently from how it did the previous two times. When he felt his own orgasm rising, which happened after Maria had experienced several times just from the sheer stimulation of anal tailfucking and orally pleasing him, he pulled her off of his monstrous, bloody shaft. She watched as he pointed his saliva-covered cock head down towards her like some sort of cannon, pumping the barrel's shaft furiously. "A second generous gift is coming, and it's going to be in the form of a single-man bukkake party!"

Panting and moaning from him still pistoning his tail into her ass like a car engine, she let out a grin, moving the bloody, cum-covered bedsheet on her back to fall behind her as she sat on her knees. "Gift me with your generosity, my master. Give me what a room full of men can't!"

He groaned and murred, enjoying how his cock, which was normally harder than mere diamond, become something much harder than nanocrystalline diamond, and heat up with the fury of a volcano as a tsunami of semen rose up in his huge, obsidian cock. Maria watched in anticipation, seeing the dragon's shaft and cock head expand and widen, being filled with hot draconic blood even more. She then saw it begin to twitch as he finally came with a loud, powerful roar and then saw a huge eruption of hot semen fire out of his cock head, splattering her with it. He pumped wave after wave of semen onto her and the bed, making the bloody, cum covered sheets lighter and closer to pink than before. He pumped it furiously the whole time, keeping his spurting cock head trained on her like it was literally a gun and a spurt not missing her.

After two minutes over had passed, the dragon murred in his orgasm, the dragon powerfully stroking his bloody saliva-covered black spear with one hand until he gave out a few last weak, heavy spurts onto the body of the black tigress, who had cummed many times due to him tailfucking her. She had been splattered so many times, her dark fur was now a gooey white His powerful shaft still harder than diamond, he pulled his tail out of Maria's tail hole, which was covered in creamy nectar sprayed from her cunt multiple times over, leaned over her head and licked his strong-tasting seed and salty tears off of her face as she panted from being sprayed with what appeared to be multiple bukkakes at once.

He grinned at her after licking clean her face. "Again, I have to say that was a good idea, bitch. That did cheer me up from being in a solemn mood."

She playfully responded by licking his lips, tasting his sweet-tasting seed on them. "No problem, master."

He gave her a passionate kiss, sticking his large tongue into her mouth, which also had the strong taste of his semen. Moaning and licking at his mouth until he parted, she then felt him wrap his arms around her and lift her off the bed. "Let's take a shower, bitch. We need to eat, and then leave this place for the sex party tonight for an assassination..."

She grinned. "Can I join you at the party, my mercenary?"

He shook his head. "Unfortunately, it's invite only since it's an illegal activity due to the rules of Tigris. I would allow you in if I could, bitch, but the Assassin's Guild only gave me one invitation. You can drive me to the sex party as sort of like my own chauffeur. We have to be there for preparations by 6:00, which should be a couple of hours now judging from my estimates. Right now, we need to get clean..." Holding her like a toy in his left hand, the giant got off the bed, went out of the bedroom while bowing his head down to avoid hitting the doorway, and then entered the bathroom. Climbing into the shower and turning on the water, the two got both the fresh and dried cum along with the dried blood off their bodies, which she liked because she was tired of feeling dry and sticky from the blood and cum caked on her. He also watched as her cum-covered fur slowly became dark again as it the water washed over them. During this time, his harder-than diamond erection slacked off, becoming flaccid again but still hard. She also scrubbed his powerful pectorals, harder-than-steel abdominals, and other muscles along with washing his genitals, paying extra care to them.

When they were done, with a pink, frothy mixture of blood and cum flowing into the drain, he turned off the shower, and grabbed them both towels dry themselves off with. As she scrubbed parts of her body, she watched him scrub himself dry, going over his muscular arms, legs, shoulders, abs, pecs, tail, buttocks, and groin. She felt herself get hot and a little wet from watching him, but reasoned to herself that he was more concerned about being on time rather than pleasure at the moment, so she decided to speak to him with something different in mind. "Drake, I just had thought. What am I going to wear tonight while driving you? I'd look weird if I was driving you with just that nightgown on."

"I know, my bitch, but I already had that in mind and took care of it." He saw a puzzled look on her face.

"What do you mean? I've looked all over the house and did not find a single piece of woman's clothing, including my red dress."

He smirked. "I have something better, and sexier in mind than that."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "What do you have in mind, master?" Without saying a word, he then reached into the cabinet below the bathroom and after removing some towels, he reached in and grabbed something. As his powerful, muscular arm pulled out into the cabinet, she saw a package, the same package that Drake had carried into the bathroom several hours ago. Watching him cut open the package with his extremely sharp and cruel claws, she saw him reach into the package and reveal a white pair of bikini shorts and a bikini top. A grin spread across her face, liking what he had in mind for her. "I like how you think, master. Despite me not going to the sex party, I still get to look sexy in front of you. Thanks, my lord."

He chuckled, seeing that she just added "lord" instead of "master", "god", or "mercenary" to her sentence. "Why you're welcome, but I prefer master or mercenary. I am not a king." He then added "although I have been one." in his mind internally, and then continued. "I got these for you, bitch, while I was out getting supplies. I..." He then stopped after seeing her trying to stifle some laughter by putting her hand to her mouth. "What?"

She took her hand off her mouth. "What you just said suddenly had me think of you, a big, tough mercenary, looking at women's clothing in a store, getting awkward glances from everybody. That must've been a weird sight, master."

Drake tried to look tough, but then his lips quivered as he tried to hold back a chuckle. She was right. The sight of him, the infamous destroyer of Wakusa, looking at women's bikinis in the store must've been awkward for anybody witnessing the spectacle. In fact, if something took a picture of it, it would most likely end up as a joke picture that everybody would see and laugh at. The very thought caused him to burst out laughing, with her joining in. Their laughter died down after a good two minutes. "Now that we have had a good laugh, my bitch, you should try on the bikini. I want to make sure it fits you right..."

Giving off one last chuckle, she grabbed the white bikini shorts from him and slid them on. However, instead of sliding them on normally, she slid them slowly and sexily, making it really slow as she slid the pants over her black pubes. This got some satisfied looks from him. She then grabbed the bikini top and put them on, finding that the clasps were at the front instead of the back, connecting the two parts that covered her cleavage. She smiled at this, knowing that she could give Drake a flash with this whenever she wanted to without taking it off.

Drake circled around her, looking over her entire body, and smiled. "A perfect fit, now let me grab what I'm going to wear..." He then reached back down into the cabinet and got out a giant, 14 feet, 5 inch tall black gimp suit, complete with holes in the elbows, knees, and shoulders where bone spikes for a draconic-descended Liger's should be, along eyeholes and a zipper where the mouth should be. Drake looked at it from the back, sides, and front, enjoying what he's seeing. "This should be a perfect disguise. However, I won't be wearing it until it's time to go. I'll be eating lunch naked."

"That would be a pleasing sight, my master." He gave her a half smile. "Thank you, my bitch, now let's go get something to eat..."

Wrapping an arm around her waist and grabbing her in the ass, to which she jumped up slightly and then responded playfully with a purr, the nearly 19-foot dragon, with the gimp suit in his other hand, bowed down his head to avoid the bathroom's doorway and went down the stairs and went straight to the kitchen. Letting go of her, he looked at the time on the kitchen stove and found that it was 4:49 P.M., 71 minutes before he had to arrive. "We have a little more than an hour to eat, and the party is on the other side of town. Damn, we have to skip lunch to make it in time."

Maria just shrugged her shoulders. "Actually, you can eat lunch while I drive you to the party. I can eat later on. What did you have in mind?"

He walked and opened the fridge, revealing two military containers of fresh food. "I had in mind some military A-rations, the freshest military rations there are and the most valued. I retrieved them from my vehicle."

She then gave him a funny look as a thought popped into her head. "Wait master, if you simply got A-rations out of your vehicle, then why were at the store?"

"It was to get you the bikini."

She just remembered that just as he told her. " Oh right, master. Well anyway, these rations are perfect. That won't make a mess at all when we're driving." She then reached into the fridge and leaned down to grab both trays. As she did, she intentionally pointed her ass up in the air so he could see it. She then leaned back up with both trays and handed it to him. "So, what kind of vehicle do you have? It must be large enough to keep multiple rations like this."

He responded. "My vehicle is called the Shaker, bitch. It's a huge, armored vehicle that is modified from a design used by the Hellions. It's currently parked out in the garage." She looked up at him. "Well let me see it then, master."

He gave her a quick nod, and then walked with her, as she carried the A-rations, out of the kitchen, through the house, and out into the garage. Unlike a normal person's garage, which was big enough to carry one vehicle, the male of the house' family, a soldier, had a garage large enough to fit in several large military vehicles, such as jeeps, all-terrain vehicles, and even a large tank. This reminded her of the huge garage in Drewen's royal palace, that Mike Drozen had won from King Fabien and then lost to Kiaru, but was much smaller in comparison. Also, unlike the royal garage, there was just a few motorcycles resting on the concrete and one sports cars with a lot of space in between the bikes and the car.

In between that space, however, was one vehicle that definitely didn't look like it was part of Drewen's forces. It was a huge, heavily armored monster of a vehicle that's comparable to a large tank in size but a Stryker in looks. Its armor looked strong enough to be merely dented by armor-piercing rounds from handguns and rifles. The fuel tank at the bottom is also heavily reinforced so that if any stray bullets from even armor-piercing rounds, it would be penetrated and explode. The top is equipped with gun shields whose turrets also have grenade launchers below the barrel. Its height towered well over Drake's nearly 19 foot frame, even making him look small in comparison. Like a Stryker, it has four pairs of wheels and is much faster than it looks. Also, the color on its paintjob is black, making it much harder to see at night.

Maria walked around the vehicle, eyeing it with amazement. "Is this the Shaker, master?"

Drake walked towards the vehicle, his huge, black cock swaying partially in the air along with his metal dog tags dangling. "It sure is, bitch. It's faster than it looks and its thick, strong armor and ferocious firepower served me well in many missions after the destruction of Wakusa, and it's my vehicle of choice." He then grabbed her and lifted her up onto the vehicle, also leaving the gimp suit with her. "Why don't you take a look inside bitch, while I go back into the house? I need to retrieve my clothes, since I don't intend to stay in the house any longer after the assassination. We're not going back here."

"Okay, master."

As she opened the top of the vehicle, she looked to see Drake with his mountainous, muscular back turned from her, walking away from the vehicle. There, she could the underside of his huge, behemoth cock and gigantic balls from between his legs along with seeing his powerful buttocks as he moved towards into the house. She smirked, liking what she saw. Even though Drake was a terrifying sight in battle, he was in fact a beautiful, sexy male whose handsomeness is only downplayed by his terrifying presence, making him sort of like a cross between beauty and beast. With the gimp suit and rations in hand, she climbed into the vehicle's interior. She saw the interior was similar to that of a Stryker's, and saw that it looked spacious enough to house Drake with several other people. As she looked around, she found several boxes of military rations in a storage box, a huge, empty guitar case and a cache of guns on the leftside wall, and a cache of edged weapons on the rightside wall.

Looking at the wall on the right, she saw several blades and knives of various sizes, along with several broadswords of various sizes. One sword that particularly stood out was a huge, particularly brutal looking sword. The color of its blade matched that of darkened blood, its brutal hilt the color of obsidian. It was 17 feet long, nearly the height of Drake, and it looked way too heavy for any normal person to even lift. She recognized the terrifying blade, knowing it as none other than Ragnarok, the legendary sword that the enemies of Drake feared and with very good reason. Drake has been known to wield this gigantic sword like it's as light as a feather and with ease, but asides from the length, weight, and size, that's not what the enemies feared the most. What they feared most would be the skill with which Drake wielded this fearsome weapon, using it like a master swordsman rather than a mindless brute. He was also very agile with it, its size not affecting how mobile he was. Finally, the sword could slice through other blades and armor with ease, being able to even stab through tank armor. With this blade, Drake was truly a nightmare in hand-to-hand combat.

Looking to the wall on the left and above the box of rations were several guns, including various pistols, submachine guns, shotguns, assault rifles, and sniper rifles. Two particular rifles that caught Maria's attention were what are essentially huge anti-material rifles which were too big and heavy to be wielded by one normal person. One was designed like a sniper rifle, as most anti-material rifles were, while the other was designed like an assault rifle. Both had customized bipods and optic sights on them, while the sniper rifile had a built-in supressor on it. She recognized the sniper rifle as the Devileye, so called because Drake had been known to never miss with it, had enormous firepower that caused its victims to explode upon impact, and racked up a huge number of kills with it. The assault rifle she had recognized as Hell's Bane, which Drake was able to wielded like he was born with it, being able to shoot it accurately even when running or lying upside down on his back, and like the Devileye, is able to make victims explode with its power. In function, it's actually more comparable to a heavy machine gun, like the kind that have to be carried by a team of soldiers, rather than an assault rifle. She had noticed that the assault rifle has a detachable, custom-sized grenade launcher fitted onto it, adding to its power. Hanging next to the assault rifle was a huge, heavy suppressor and a long, heavy bayonet hanging next to it, both of which can be added onto the gun's barrel. She then recognized two huge, customized SMGs, which look like oversized MP5s, below the rifles. They were the Dracos, which Drake was known for using like normal SMGS despite their size and recoil, and are capable of firing armor-piercing, explosive rounds.

Moving deeper into the vehicle, Maria then noticed that at the back, there was a box full of various grenades, both hand grenades and grenade launcher rounds, a good number of them marked "HF". She recognized these particular grenades as Drake's feared Hellfire grenades. These grenades are sort of like white phosphorus grenades, except the flames burn even hotter, emits poisonous, caustic, gas, and pouring water on them would actually increase the flames, making these grenades fearsome weapons overall. She then saw two enormous miniguns, resting on the floor besides the box of grenades. She recognized these as the Hellfire Cannons. These two miniguns, each capable of firing hundreds of rounds per second and are so heavy that they look like no normal person could lift them, were known as Drake's most feared weapons on the battlefield. Each of them can fire large, explosive, incendiary rounds that can pierce through tank armor like paper. Even worse are the Hellfire rounds. These explosive incendiary rounds act just like miniature Hellfire grenades, whose flames have the exact same properties as those of the grenades. The only weaknesses to these are that some of Drake's mobility is lost because of the sheer bulkiness, they take a second or to charge up before firing, and they eat ammo like crazy, therefore Drake can not fire them for a prolonged amount of time.

Behind the Hellfire Cannons was a huge, customized chopper, painted black and with plated with chrome. Like other choppers, this motorcycle had parts removed from it that didn't take away from the basic functions of a motorcycle. In fact, the only thing customized about it would be its huge size and the ability to take on a huge weight both of which are perfect for Drake. Maria was impressed by Drake's weapons and gear. She, who knows so much about weapons due to her knowledge of the military since she had been the mate given to Colonel Striker by Mike Drozen, knows about Drake's weapons since she heard so much about the legends about him. However, she did in fact not know about the Shaker until now, but that's only because she knew about his weapons and not his vehicle.

She then heard the garage open, along with seeing the back door of the vehicle open. She watched as the door tilted downwards to see Drake carrying his clothes, still naked except for his dog tags in addition to his red, black-framed, round-rimmed glasses. He also had a remote conrol in his hands to open the back door with. "I see that you've been looking at my weapons and such, bitch. I can tell you are impressed."

"I sure am, master. This is like a small armory in here!"

"In addition to my normal weapons, my bitch, I've collected most of these weapons over the years and such, but my Hellfire rounds and Hellfire Grenades are provided to me by the Assassin's Guild. They're the only ones that manufacture such material, although I did design them myself."

She glanced over at the grenades and then back at him, a look of surprise on her face. "You designed the Hellfire Grenades and the Hellfire rounds?"

He nodded, going inside the vehicle and closing the door behind him with the remote control. "I designed them back when I was a terrorist, naming them after their potential to wreck Hell on the enemy. The Hellfire Cannons, on the other hand, have had their name long before the Hellions have died out." He then sighed, a hint of sadness in his face, but then he resumed his normal look. "We need to get going, or else I'll be late for the preparations." A problem then just struck his mind. "Do you know to drive this vehicle? I'm just asking because you didn't know what my vehicle was."

She nodded. "I've obviously been around the military, master, and I know how military vehicles work. If the Shaker works like a Stryker, then I know how to drive this."

He then looked at the vehicle's driving wheel, pointing it to her. "Then get on the wheel and drive. The garage is open." She did as she was told, getting into the driver's seat and turned on the vehicle. He then sat her down by her, having grabbed a hold of one of the military A-rations, opened it, and began eating the contents. She drove the vehicle forward and out of the garage and onto the driveway.

Driving the car onto the street and moving to the right side of the house, Maria followed Drake's instructions on how to get to the location of the sex party, which was in the top floor of a skyscraper. As they neared the location a few blocks away, Drake, long finished with his rations, told Maria to stop. She did, and then followed his instructions to reverse the vehicle and drive into a wide alley. She did as she was told. "Why are parking here, master? The party is just a few blocks away."

Drake looked at her, setting the empty box of rations down. "We need to stop because there's one guard that the dealer had assigned to watch the outside of the building, and he is ordered to not let any military in. The sight of a gimp coming of a military vehicle like this would look very suspicious, thus why we need to stop a few blocks away..." He then got up from his seat, getting a hold of the gimp suit. He then took off his glasses and set then down by her.

He then took off his dog tags, handing them to her. "Hold these for me, and don't lose them. Unlike Kevin, who worked for your former mate, these guards are smarter and would recognize my real name on my dog tag."

She looked at the dog tags, holding them in her hand, and then glanced at him. "Will do, master." She then put the necklace around her neck, keeping them on her and keeping them safe. She then watched as he moved to the center of the vehicle a little and watched to her amazement as his body began to shrink in front of her, compressing the thousands of tiny bones inside his body in order to change his height, going down to the minimum of 14 feet, 5 inches tall. She even saw his hard, but flaccid penis shrink to match with the size change. She then watched as he began to put on the gimp suit, slipping it on with little difficulty. It turns out that suit was also customized to fit with his huge muscles, including his huge penis, and also completely covered his feet except for the claws. She then saw bone spikes grow out onto his knees, shoulders, and elbows, covering up the areas where there were holes. He now looks like a giant liger in a gimp suit.

"You look very sexy, master."

She then heard him speak, but couldn't see his mouth move due to the gimp suit's mouth being shut by a zipper. "Why thank you, Maria. You look very nice yourself. I'll now get out of the Shaker and head up to the party preparations. Although the party itself will last from 7:00 P.M. to 2:00 A.M., I will return a few hours before the end. You just stay here bitch until either I return or if the time reaches 10:00 P.M. If I don't return by then, then flee the area, as that'll most likely mean that something is wrong.."

"I'll do that, my master, but what are we going to do after this?"

"When I return, we are going to raid the police station to assassinate the chief of police, Danial Clyde, and then call in the S.W.A.T. Squad to assassinate Kurtis Striker, the Squad captain and the younger brother of your former mate Maximus."

She was surprised at this. "So after you eliminate the drug dealer, you're going to waste those two?" She let a breath out, lowering her vision a minute, but then looked back up at him. "I mean I know that Danial is a spineless pussy who had let William and the former king Mike to walk all over him, but Captain Kurtis... he's a tough man and a great soldier. He intentionally both serves as an army captain and the S.W.A.T. captain to serve his country well and with honor, unlike his despicable brother. If I were you, I'd be careful about him."

"Heh. I'm the destroyer of Wakusa, remember? I've fought guys like those both before and after the nation's destruction. If the guy's as honorable as you'd say he is, I don't have to worry about him fighting dirty then. I'd just worry about his subordinates. Besides, after taking care of those two and this drug dealer, I have one final assassination in the form of Willie Darbernack, a sick bastard and rich necrophilliac who likes to make snuff films using criminals as victims, thereby making the snuff films legal."

Maria was surprised at hearing Willie's name. "Wait, Willie is in the snuff film business?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You know the bastard?"

"He's the one who provided the bricks of counterfeit money in order for you to use as 'payment' to Maximus before you assassinated him."

He sighed. "So he's a counterfeiter as well. Great, that gives me another reason to assassinate him." He looked at the time displayed on a clock within the vehicle's dashboard display. "I really need to be on my way, bitch. That drug dealer is hosting the party, and he really doesn't like people who are late."

"Well goodbye for now. See you when you get back... if you get back."

Drake began to climb out of the vehicle and then turned to look at her. "I sure will." He then turned his head back to the hole at the top and climbed out, shutting the door. He then jumped to the vehicle's front, walked out of the alley, and started going right, the same direction the Shaker was going beforehand. After going a couple of blocks down the street, he then went right into a nearby alley, at which the other end led to a street with several skyscrapers. One of the skyscrapers had a an orange tiger in front, dressed in a black suit with an orange flower in his right pocket.

Seeing that this is the place, he entered into the vicinity. He then stopped in front of the guard. The guard was a short, skinny looking fellow nearly 9 feet tall, had a Type 17 Mauser tucked in the front of his pants, but no sword on him. He looked at the dragon-disguised-as-a-gimp. The guard looked at the dragon from head to toe, looking particularly at the spikes. "You must be the liger the boss sent for as a gimp." His voice was a little high, sounding like he was still maturing into an adult. He then pulled out a list. "What is your name?"

Drake answered with a calm voice. "My name is Sepet Lucard."

The tiger looked at the list and confirmed that the name was on the list. "Ah, your name is on the list, Mr. Lucard. You're about 7 minutes earlier than expected. The boss is waiting for you at the top. You can come in."

The young tiger moved to the side and opened the double glass doors for the giant. The dragon went in, making his way to an elevator. There stood another orange tiger, this time one that has matured into an adult. This one, wearing the same suit and orange flower as the first and had the same type of gun but no sword, was well muscled and was 10 feet, 3 inches tall. "Ah, you must be the gimp liger," the guard said, "The boss is on the top floor, but before you go, I need to check you for any weapons besides your bone spikes. I noticed that young Danny forgot to check you, so I need to do it instead. Spread your arms and legs so I can feel you..." Drake sighed as he spread his legs and arms apart, feeling the tiger pat down on his muscular body, checking for any concealed weapons. The tiger let off, finding no concealed weapons on Drake's body. "You can see the boss at the top. He'd be glad to see that you have arrived..." The tiger then clicked the up button on the elevator, causing it to open. Drake entered it, crouching a little to avoid hitting the elevator's ceiling. Seeing that the top floor was floor 17, he pressed the button and waited as the building went straight to the top. When it stopped and the two doors slid away, Drake entered into a huge, spacious penthouse, one with two stories on top of the skyscraper itself. The 1st story had an open ceiling and floor, allowing anybody to view the 1st floor from the second and the second floor from the first.

The 1st floor had a lot of female tigers, of various colors, heights, and stripe patterns, all of them scantily clad in bikinis, and a lot of sofas, chairs, tables, and sex toys to go with the females, along with several containers marked "TDF". The room was crowded with the females except for the center, where there was just one. Standing in the center of the crowded room, which had nothing within it large diameter except for a large blue mat and a table, was an unusually tall, beautiful orange tigress with blonde hair, is 14 feet, 4 inches tall, is wearing an elegant black dress that exposed her hips, with long, black high-heeled boots that made her currently taller than him. She was well built, showing that she took care of her body, is quite busty, with the biggest breasts among the females, and had some beautiful earrings on, which were gold and has blue sapphires as jewelstones on them. She also had bone spikes just like Drake's, signifying draconic heritage, but they were not fully developed, not yet having reached completion. He could tell that she was still currently experiencing some pain from this. This means that she's still young.

The second floor was barely empty, except for several guards, again all of which had black suits, orange flowers, were armed with Type 17 Mausers, but no swords. Drake sighed at this sight, knowing that all of these guards really weren't warriors but rather morons who think they are just because they have guns. To him, guns are just an extension of a warrior, and like all weapons, they don't make a warrior but rather add to the warrior. Sitting on a chair in front of a table, with his back facing the second floor's south railing was an 11 foot white tiger, one dressed in a red dress shirt, black khaki pants, had a gold earring on his left ear, and is wearing gold rings on his hands along with a gold watch on his left hand. He was listening to some music on a pair of headphones while a huge, 12 and a half foot orange tiger stood by him. Drake knew who he was, having read a detailed profile about the target beforehand. The white tiger is Darryl Montana. This 64 year old tiger is a drug dealer who grew up in the vice-filled city of Fury in Gaius, where he started out by selling low-level drugs like weed and moonshine. However, he then started moving onto bigger and harder drugs such as cocaine and LSD.

Sometime in his younger years (15 to be precise), Darryl had left the city of Fury due to having a death threat sent out to him by a powerful client, a rhino whose daughter had died after taking a bad batch of drugs. This had spared him from the fate that befell the city a few years later, before the infamous mercenary Drake attacked and destroyed it. After leaving the city, Darryl started traveling all over Cartina, selling his drugs to powerful clients and such, and somehow got himself landed in Drewen. Sometime after the death of King Fabien, Darryl had Drewen's former king Mike as a popular client, having sold many drugs to him, and was very influential at turning Drewen's capital into something of a poor man's Fury. He and Mike were very tight buddies and the king was rumored to have shared a few of his women with Darryl. Despite being a good dealer, Darryl has been known to break one of the cardinal rules of drug dealing: Don't get high on your own supply. Darryl is addicted to his own drugs, especially cocaine, and likes to use them on occasions such as the party he's throwing, often hiding out in secluded rooms where only those he had invited in could enter. Also, these rooms are specifically soundproof so that the sounds from within, whether it'd be from fucking females, taking drugs, hurting/and or killing people who screwed him over, etc., can't be heard anybody outside. The only thing Drake didn't know about Darryl was that Darryl was in fact the dealer whose drugs were used by Maximus Striker to pollute his Maria's body in order to make his mate infertile. If Maria knew that Drake was going to take Darryl out, she would've urged her master to do it.

Darryl had been deeply pissed off at the Kiaru for having slain Mike, a close buddy and great client of his, for the throne, and is especially pissed off at the Legend aiming to rid Drewen of its rather unsavory aspects, such as illegal drugs. In the few weeks afterward, Darryl had been planning to throw this sex party as an affront to the new king's reign, since it is illegal for another male other than the king or warriors that he had chosen to have sex with the females. The drug dealer had invited a bunch of rich clients, all of them sick bastards in their own right, to have sex with the females he had brought up here, some of them even belonging to the Dark Blitz's own harem in Drewen. Drake was hired by his client to kill him during the sex party, but not before it. When it starts, he could then kill Darryl by any means he wants to, including violent means if necessary, but he had to have no witnesses to his activities while doing so. If there are any witnesses, then he has to kill them.

Drake walked towards the center of the room, getting his large frame into view of the guard on the second floor, not to mention getting gasps from the girls that saw how tight his cock was bulging against his tight gimp suit. The guard, seeing that the gimp had arrived, tapped Darryl on the shoulder, getting his attention. Darryl took off his headphones, which was playing some techno music, listened to the guard, and turned around. He saw that the gimp had arrived. Drake saw him talk to the guard, and the guard walked away from him, going downstairs. The guard, easily seeing Drake among the crowd of females, walked up to the dragon. "Come here, gimp. Boss has been expecting you..." The guard then turned around and lead Drake upstairs, leading him to the Darryl, who had gotten out of his seat and is now facing the railing, resting his arms on it and staring at the giant blonde tigress in the center below him.

The guard went up to him, leaned in his ear, and whispered to him that Drake had arrived. Darryl turned to the giant as the guard left his side. "Ah, I've been expecting you, Mr. Lucard and see that you have arrived here just on time. That's good, and I see that you're already wearing the gimp suit as well, already prepared for the party, along with some red contacts too as an added touch. I like that."

"I like to come always prepared," Drake said, "but I would like to know specifically what you hired me for. You didn't give me any info about the job other than looking like an object of vice."

Darryl leaned his back into the railing, took a quick glance at the crowd of women, including at the giant blonde tigress, and then back at Drake. "I've hired you and these females, especially the blonde tigress in the center down, to put on a show for my clients, all of them male, that are arriving within the hour. The females are of course here to seduce the males, but as for you, I want you to bring someone up here to me." Darryl then produced a photo and gave it to Drake. Drake immediately recognized that the tiger was Willie Darbernack, the guy he was supposed to take out after dealing with Danial and Kurtis. He then listened as Darryl continued on.

"You see, there's a client of mine named Willie Darbernack. He is a twisted bastard who's both in the counterfeiting and snuff film businesses who likes to torture female criminals to death in his films, using their crimes to justify him killing them. He also doesn't capture the criminals himself, but instead buys them off of a snuff film company whom he hires to do the capturing, and depending on who the criminals are, pays them either a moderate amount or a huge amount of money. In addition to killing the females, he also likes to rape them in the films, but..." Darryl had a sick grin spread on his face, "he does the killing first and then rape them. Yes, that makes him a necrophilliac and a very sick individual indeed. I have seen some of his videos and let me tell you, they're some of the worst material I have ever seen. They make me sick to my stomach just thinking about them. However, they're not the reason I hired you to bring him to me, Mr. Lucard. You see, Willie had been taking drugs off of me, but has been paying me with faulty counterfeit money, which is useless to me, therefore he's been stealing from me. He doesn't know that I know this, and thinks that he could get away with it. When the party starts, I want you, while dressed in that gimp suit of yours, to snatch Willie out of the party and take him to my secluded room on this floor. The reason why I'm not having any of my guards do this, liger, along with why you are dressed in that gimp suit in the first place is because I have arranged to put on a 'show' for the clients, and I want my clients to think that Willie being brought up to me is part of this show, which includes a 14 foot + giant gimp. None of my guards are anywhere near 14 feet, so I couldn't use them for the gimp, so I had to hire someone, you, to fulfill that purpose..."

The drug dealer then moved away from the railing, moving his body to the side. Drake could see that Darryl had a Glock 18c tucked away in the back of his pants. Darryl then stopped, turning towards Drake. "In order to make it look more like a show, I am going to give you this..." Darryl then reached behind him and pulled out the Glock. He then threw the Glock at Drake, who caught it with his huge hand. Darryl then continued to speak "I want you to take this pistol and use it to scare Willie and coerce him into coming upstairs to my room, where I will then kill him by shooting him dead. I also want you to first fire the Glock into the air to catch his attention before coercing him up here. You don't have to worry about hitting anybody with the shot, since the cartridges are blanks."

Drake checked out the gun, cocking the barrel back to see a cartridge load up in the chamber. He saw that the gun indeed held blanks, and then cocked the barrel forward, sliding it back into place. "I see that you have planned this out, Darryl, but is that the only part of your show? It can't just be me getting Willie up here and the females seducing the clients."

Darryl chuckled a little. "Of course not. This show has some other arrangements. You see, I have intentionally not hired enough females to match the number of clients. Instead, I have hired enough to leave a good number of men without any women to seduce, but I did leave someone to satisfy them..." Drake then saw Darryl lift his right hand up and beckon someone to come forward. Drake turned around and saw that the giant, blonde tigress, escorted by a guard, had come upstairs and was walking towards Drake. Darryl then continued. "This associate of mine is Linda Maril, Mr. Lucard. She knows why you are here, and so do everyone of my girls..." He wrapped his left arm around her waist as she went by him, and then continued. "Linda's a porn star who was born in Tigris, but lived most of her life outside of it. Unlike other tigers, she is afflicted with gigantism, which makes her grow bigger and larger as time passes on. This in turn makes her similar to a ligeress despite the fact that she does not have a trace of leonine genes in her. As you can see from her immature bone spikes, she is descended from a dragon, like you are. The dragon she descended from is not a mere dragon, but is instead the descendent of Typh Drago, Selenil's great, draconic boxing champion from generations past." This caught Drake's attention. This means that Linda is a descendent of his since he was Typh Drago before he had assumed the identity of Drake Harkonen. He continued listening to Darryl speak. "She had engaged in all sorts of sexual acts on film, and I had become a fan of her work. I had contacted her while she was in Northern Gaius to do this job for me." He then reached down and gave her a slap on the ass, causing her to jump a bit. Darryl then continued. "After all of the females had been taken by the clients, she's going to gather in the center of the room and satisfy the ones without females in a bukkake fashion, even while directly fucking a few lucky ones. She and the rest of the sex party will be filmed from above while this, so I can anomalously send this video to Emperor Kiaru, with which he'll see that his females in Drewen are not being fucked by him or any of his military. The Dark Blitz may be a legend worthy of being known to all the world, but he is still a bastard and needs to be taught a lesson!"

He then let go of Linda, looking at the gold watch on his left hand. "The party is going to start sometime within half an hour. I'll be heading to my room to wait for you with Willie in hand..." He then turned his back and walked away from Drake and Linda, heading towards two double doors that had two guards by it. He suddenly stopped and turned his head to Drake. "Oh and by the way, Mr. Lucard, you can not fuck any of the females I've hired because they're exclusively for the clients. If you try to seduce any of them, my guards, who are constantly watching, will prevent that from happening. You can, however, get to have Linda though, since she's for clients who don't have females to satisfy them. You can even have her while she's satisfying them..." He then let out a chuckle and turned his head and continued walking.

When he opened the door, Drake could see that a black-haired orange tigress was waiting for him at the end of a hall way 20 feet long, standing in front of another pair of double doors which led to the secluded, soundproof room. Unlike the scantily clad girls crowded below, she was completely nude and to Drake's surprise, was a shemale, with a dick and a pair of rocks just as big as that of an average male. It seems that as long as the person has a womanly body, Darryl is into it. Drake knew that he had to get in there and assassinate Darryl, but without being seen and with Willie in hand. Speaking of Willie, he isn't supposed to die here, since the assignment specifically stated that he should die while making a snuff film with a convicted female criminal, with him as the victim and the criminal a possible victim as well. This means that he has to save Willie's ass from Darryl despite the fact that he is going to kill him later on.

After one of the two guards closed the double doors, Linda turned and walked towards the railing. Drake went towards her, resting besides her. "So, you're a porn star, right? Tell me what kind of work did you do."

"Well, if you'd like to know, Mr. Lucard, I've done vaginal, oral, anal, threesome, gangbang, interracial, lesbian, bisexual, BDSM, solo, ass-to-mouth, ass-to-pussy, shemale, and squirting. I've never done bukkake before, nor tailfuckiing..."

Drake was impressed. "I see, but have you ever done a big cock before?" He said, pointing down to the crotch area of his suit, which already seemed to bulge too tight on his manmeat.

She looked down at the bulge and gasped. "Yes I have, Mr. Lucard, but yours looks exceptionally large even in its flaccid state underneath the latex. I would like to see how big you truly are if you want to fuck me after dealing with Willie."

Drake grinned under the tight leather mask. Sure, Linda was his descendent without her knowing it, but incest is not looked down upon in Tigris, as it is customary for the alpha male of the pack, if he was a prince, to rape his mother and sisters, including stepsisters, after killing his father. Drake, in a time and place long forgotten by the inhabitants of Cartina, had already committed incest by not only by fucking a slew of stepsisters, but also fucked a sister of his who was born by his mother and even fathered a child with her long before the destruction of his kind. He also fucked and raped many descendents over his long life, including his very own daughters, so this wasn't any different to him. "I sure would enjoy a good lay with you, Linda, but unfortunately, I can't have any other female in this party besides you..."

She giggled. "I know, but that doesn't mean that the other females can't watch. They'd probably get off just watching us though. I... Oh!" She then held her shoulder in pain, feeling the bone spikes slowly grow out of it more. Drake grabbed ahold of her, keeping her in balance. She then took his hand off of her, having regained her composure. "Damn it, I hate these damn things! They hurt when they're in development! I like a little pain when I'm having sex, but not when I'm just standing doing nothing! I'm sure you have gone through the same thing, Mr. Lucard..."

"I have, Linda, but you can call me Sepet instead of Mr. Lucard..."

The name caught her attention. Sepet Lucard. It looks like if she spelled it backwards, it would spell a name she was quite familiar with. "So tell me, Sepet Lucard, is that your real name or is it a pseudonym?"

"Why do you ask, Linda? Is there something about my name that looks like it's fake?"

"Yes. Upon hearing your name, I found that your name is simply Dracul Tepes spelled backwards."

Drake looked at her with interest. Most people would've not have caught that, especially those who don't read into Cartina's legends and myths. "I see that you catch onto things quickly and like to read up on your mythology."

She giggled a bit. "You're correct. When I'm not doing porn, I like to read about legends and mythology. What I would like to know is why did you choose Dracul Tepes spelled backwards as a pseudonym. Dracul Tepes was one of the most bloodthirsty rulers in mythology, mostly known for impaling most of his victims on wooden stakes to die horrible deaths. He did terrible things, such as having forests of impaled victims raised up around him during his reign over the evil empire Reagen, which is said to have ruled over Tigris and most of the world. Even worse, Dracul Tepes was actually said to be one of the aliases' of the great monster Typhon, known mainly as the Black Scourge but also had other names, such as the Father of all monsters and the Genocide-Maker. The fact that Dracul's mate was none other than the great monster Echidna, the feared Mother of all monsters and also the Genocide-Maker, seems to confirm this theory about the myth. Thankfully, his mythical empire, if it truly existed, came to a mysterious end. It's never been set in stone over what exactly happened, but it's been theorized that a terrible Demon straight from Hell, one who claimed to be looking for the mythical draconic mercenary known as Drago, attacked and destroyed the empire, ending the of reign of Dracul and Echidna. After that, an unknown amount of time has passed by before the earliest historical document was recorded, which was around 7,000 years ago. I'm not sure if Dracul was a myth or a legend, but I would not want to meet him at all."

Drake looked surprised under the mask. Everything she said about Dracul was correct although her knowledge is incomplete. He knows this for a fact because he was none other than the same Dracul Tepes that Linda spoke of, not to mention the mercenary known as Drago. He now hates the time when he was Dracul Tepes, which was actually another time when his inner darkness really went out of control. What he did during those times actually made what he did at Wakusa and the cities he destroyed as Drake look minuscule in comparison. "I'm impressed with your knowledge of Dracul Tepes. As for why I chose the name, I simply just scanned through a list of names in mythology and picked up Dracul Tepes and made it backwards. I'd thought it'd make a great name."

She smiled a little. "I think it does too despite its origin. So are you going to tell me your real name, or are you going to keep it secret?"

"I'll keep it secret."

She shrugged. "Ah well, at least I know you're interested in me..."

Hearing some sounds on the first floor, he looked down at the first floor and noticed that some male clients had already arrived. The females were already flocking over to them while a guard on the second floor took out a camera and began filming, pointing it to the 1st floor. "The sex party is about to start."

She grinned. "Well, I think I'll go down there after several minutes have passed. There are a lot of females out there, and..."

He then cut her off. "Actually, I have something in mind to get to Willie when he arrives. It has you in mind."

She looked up at him. "Well what's the plan?" Letting out a dark chuckle, he then whispered in her ear and told her his idea. She giggled at the thought...

Outside, several minutes had passed by since the first group of clients arrived via limousines before another group came. Danny greeted them one by one, checking their names on the list. Unlike Drake, they weren't checked for concealed weapons. After a few more groups arrived, he saw that a short, stocky orange tiger of about 9 feet, 7 inches had arrived by walking through the park. Danny saw that he had a green coat with a navy blue shirt, green khakis, navy blue socks, a green tie, and a brown watch on. Most distinguishing of all was that his face had a large brown birthmark that sorta resembled a squib on his left cheek, and had a scar that trailed into the shape of an S on his forehead.

The tiger walked up to Danny, who asked him his name. "Willie... Willie Darbernack." Danny checked to see if the name was on the list, and then opened the doors for him. Willie went in and had the tiger at the elevator open the door for him. Going in, Willie pressed the button to the 17th floor and waited as he watched the floor numbers go up. When the floor numbers reached 17 and the door opened, Willie, hearing techno music blaring in the background, was greeted with the sight that would've made Kiaru and any other king, and landser for that matter, of Tigris seethe with rage. In front of him were many male tigers, who came in similar attire as he is, moaning, groaning, and murring as they groped, kissed, and fucked an equal amount of tigress', some of which once belonged to king Kiaru's personal harem. All of the couples were in various positions, with or without sex toys, on chairs, sofas, tables, the floor, and even the wall. He could see that the females that were being fucked were being done so orally, anally, vaginally, or sometimes a combination of the two if sex toys were involved.

He could also see that nearby the fuckfest, there were many females, unserviced and waiting for more clients to come. He could see many of them getting off at the sight, moaning and groaning while their hands were rubbing away at their breasts and crotches, with or without their bikini tops and/or bottoms on, and some were even penetrating themselves using vibrators and dildos as they watched the other females fuck. He even saw that some of the unserviced females were fucking each other on their own, rubbing their hot, wet pussies together, fingering each other, or going down on one another as they were unable to stand just watching the couples fuck.

Willie grinned at the sight, the bulge of an erection beginning to grow in his pants. Although he was a necrophilliac, he did find that sex with the living turned him on, although he found that a corpse, especially one that he had tortured to death while filming it, spurred his lust and pleasure even more. However, he was invited into this sex party by his supplier of drugs, and he did not want to turn down the invitation despite the fact that he essentially stole from him. As he headed towards the unserviced females, he felt something grab him by the shoulders and turn him around. To his amazement, he saw that it was a giant, 14 foot + blonde tigress that had bones spikes on her shoulders, knees, and arms, and was dressed not in a bikini but a sexy black dress with high heels. She looked down on him with a seductive face.

"You look like you need a big woman to satisfy, short guy, and it seems that I'm that woman..."

Willie let out a gulp, having never fucked a woman as large as the one in front of him. "Where would you like to fuck, baby? It seems that it's a little crowded."

He saw her glance at the table on the big blue mat on the center of the room. "How about over there?"

"Okay." He then felt her grab his tie and yanked him by it as she headed towards the table, pulling him behind her back with the tie. She then grabbed him by shoulders again, and pushed him onto the table. He then saw her put her high heel on his crotch, careful not to dig in the point of the heel, grab him by the tie, and give him a lick on the birthmark on his cheek. She then took her foot off his crotch, knelt down and begin to undo his green pants, licking her lips as if she was hungry for his cock. Unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, she pulled them down to reveal his almost fully erect cock bulging through some black speedos. Seeing her reach for it, his ears suddenly rang with the sound of a gunshot right next to the left side of his head. The other tigers stopped for a moment, surprised at the gunshot, but then remembered that it was part of the "show" which Darryl had arranged and continued fucking or masturbating. Holding his left ear in pain, he suddenly found a huge, powerful, latex-covered hand with cruel looking claws grasp onto the back of his neck and easily turn his body around to face the other direction.

Feeling the powerful hand release its grip, which is much stronger than a vise, from his neck, Willie found himself staring into the blood-red eyes of what appears to be a giant, powerful, extremely muscular, largely-endowed gimp, which he presumes is either a giant tiger or liger wearing colored contacts, carrying a smoking Glock 18c in his other hand. The fiery, terrifying glare the crimson eyes gave off made Willie's blood run cold and his dick go completely limp. "Darryl wants to see you, fucker. You have some explaining to do for giving him faulty counterfeit."

Willie was now dead shit scared. Darryl somehow knew that he hadn't made the counterfeit correctly, which he messes up in sometimes when he takes drugs. He knew that the drug dealer would think this was stealing and thought he was dead meat. He then felt the gimp shove the barrel of his Glock into the groin of Willie's speedo. "You're coming or what?"

"Y...Yes! I'll come with you, but just don't blow my cock off!" He saw the gimp remove the barrel from his genitals, and then allow him to get off the table and put back on his pants around his waist. He then felt the giant point the gun hard into his back, urging him to move. He heard the tigress's voice say. "See you later, Sepet. I'll be expecting you later on." Going up the stairs with who he presumes to be Sepet and ignored by the other clients, tigress', and the guards, Willie found himself heading towards two guards that had a set of double doors behind them...

Drake, having a little trouble from keeping his cock flaccid thanks to the huge amount of sex going on in the first floor, presented Willie to the two guards. One of the guards pulled out a photo of Willie from his pocket and confirming that the client held by Drake was Willie, allowed the giant dragon-disguised as a gimp to go into the secluded, soundproof room and closed the doors behind the two. Drake went forward several feet into the hallway with his gun pointed into Willie's back.

When they entered the soundproof room through the second set of double doors, they saw that in front of a table and on a couch, Darryl was with the shemale. The drug dealer was covered in sweat and murring in lust and pleasure as the shemale was on top of him, her black bangs swaying in the air as she was bouncing up and down his pink, erect shaft with her ass, which was well lubricated, groaning and murring with him as his hands went over her breasts and belly repeatedly, sometimes trailing down to her erect cock to give it a few nice strokes, making her murr even more. The powerful giant could, upon close inspection, see that Darryl had already cummed a few times into the shemale, seeing the unmistakable trail of white, gooey slime resting at the base of his cock and on his balls, and that the shemale has cummed a few times too, with her ejaculations resting on Darryl's chest and stomach. with two guards standing in the corners of the room behind the couch. He could see that the table showed evidence that a few lines of cocaine being snorted along with a metal straw to snort it up with, some lubricant, a small container of coke, a Desert Eagle, and a container of Tadalafil, a drug designed to keep erections up and sometimes used after ejaculations to prevent the penis from slacking off. Darryl and the shemale tigress were obviously using the Tadalafil to keep their erections up and have multiple orgasms with each other.

Drake noticed that the guards had their faces turned away, therefore they were not looking at what's in front of them, and therefore do not know that Drake and Willie have entered the room. He leaned into Willie's ear and whispered. "I'm going to say this only once, fucker, so you'd better listen up. I'm a liger who actually a hitman hired to kill Darryl and I just needed you to get into this room past the guards without having them come after me." He lied about being a liger to hide the fact that he's a dragon and keep up the disguise. He continued on. "I'm going to let you live, but you'd better not tell a single living soul or else I'll hunt you down and torture you to death. Now no matter what happens in the next few moments within this room, fucker, you'd better stay in your place. If you move and try to run for it in, I will shoot you in your ass, drag you back here, and break your arms and legs so you won't be able to move, got it? Nod if you understand, or shake you head if you don't." He saw Willie nod his head. "Good."

Willie then watched as Drake went past him, walking silently throughout the room. The dragon moved closer and closer to the table, seeing that Darryl reached over it to grab a small container filled with coke. Seeing Darryl pour its contents into the shemale's cleavage and then bury his face into her breasts while snorting up the coke, Drake reached over, and grabbed the Desert Eagle with his left hand and replaced it with the Glock 18c, but also grabbed the metal straw used to snort up the coke with his right hand. Twirling the metal straw in his huge fingers, Drake then readied it into a throwing position and threw it at the tiger guard at the left corner of the room. Willie watched as it flew straight into the tiger guard's throat, piercing into it deeply. The guard then let out a gurgle as blood spurted from his neck, getting the attention of the Darryl, the other guard, and the shemale. As the guard stumbled a bit, pulling out his gun, but fell flat onto his stomach, pushing the straw further into his neck, Drake saw the guard on the right reach for his Type 17 Mauser. Reacting quickly, he grabbed the shemale by the back with the same hand, his claws digging deeply into her, and launched her from her position over the couch and towards the guard, also yanking Darryl's cum-covered cock out of her ass. Screaming as flew through the air, she quickly smashed shoulder-first into the guard and smacked into the wall, the impact breaking his ribs and her shoulder. The two groaned in terrible pain, with her belly covering the guard's gun. Willie trembled at what he saw, seeing "Sepet" take out two guards in the span of a few seconds, and one of them was with a straw.

Darryl, seeing that "Mr. Lucard" was trying to kill him, reached for his gun on the table. Drake, who simply allowed him to do so without trying to prevent him from grabbing it, watched as Darryl grabbed the gun on the table and pointed it at Drake, but found that it was the Glock 18c, the gun filled with blanks, instead of the Desert Eagle, which he saw was in Drake's left hand. He then dropped the gun onto the floor, knowing that the gun is useless, and leaned back on the couch, scared out of his wits. "Mr. Lucard, are you here to kill me, threaten me, or what?"

"I'm here to kill you, Darryl, but I'm thinking of having a little fun first."

Darryl now grew very nervous, staring in fear at the giant gimp in front of him. "Why what do you mean?"

Drake, not saying a word, reached down for the Glock, not keeping his sight off of Darryl, and stood up, pushing the barrel of the gun into the base of Darryl's cum-covered cock, which was still erect because of the Tadalafil. Darryl laughed nervously. "Those... those are filled with blanks. They're not going to hurt me." Willie was surprised at this. The "liger" hitman threatened him with blanks?

Drake just moved his eyes to the drug dealer's face. "Oh yeah?" He then fired the gun, and to both Willie's and Darryl's surprise, the blast ripped into the white tiger's cock, tearing a hole into it. Willie jumped a little, but stayed in place as Darryl howled in pain, putting his hands on his crotch, which was now bleeding a lot of blood and immediately losing its erection. Drake chuckled darkly."If there's one thing you should know about blanks, it's that you should never fire them at somebody up close." He then pointed the barrel of the gun point-blank range at Darryl's left knee, and then fired, and quickly did the same to his right. Both shots tore the skin and cartilage of Darryl's knees, rendering them useless and crippling him. Darryl screamed loudly as his knees bled out, falling onto his right side and lifting his legs up to keep them close to him. Drake dropped the Glock onto the floor, and then started to move towards the right of the couch, heading towards both the shemale and the guard on the right. They were still alive and conscious, but in terrible pain. The guard on the left was just laying there dead, having choked to death in agony on his own blood.

Darryl looked at Willie, who he had wanted dead but now sees him as his only chance to get out of here alive. "Willie... run out of here and get the guards! They're our only chance!"

Willie stayed in place, trembling with fear. "No! The liger would torture me if I do! This is my only chance to stay alive!"

Darryl then grew angry. "You fucking coward! Go and do it!"

Willie then heard Drake's voice. "I wouldn't listen to that asshole, fucker. You're doing exactly like I'm telling you to do, which is keeping you alive." Willie then saw Drake reach down with his right hand, grab the shemale by the back of her head, lift her off the ground and stomp his left, latex-covered foot onto the guard's stomach, punching a large, foot-shaped hole into his guts that reached to the floor and crushing the guard's gun as well. As the guard gasped in agony and died, Drake took the shemale and pressed her pretty face into the wall. Willie, who was now perversely growing an erection, watched her scream as Drake rubbed her face up and down the wall, the tough material grinding away at her skin, flesh, and the cartilage of her snout, leaving streaks of red on the wall. Willie's erection grew as she kept screaming as the wall was now grinding the exterior of her skull away, wearing away at the bone that housed her brain. The screaming soon stopped after the grinding had reached the brain, now getting pinkish grey goo on the wall. Willie grimly watched with a full hard on, some satisfaction, and and some eroticism thanks to his necrophiliac habits, as Drake kept grinding the shemale's head away until all that was left of the head was but a very small piece of skull with barely a strand of black hair on it.

Drake dropped the corpse and wiping the blood on his right hand off onto the adjacent wall and wiping the guard's blood on his left foot off onto the floor. Although he would've liked to rape the shemale and split her in two her with his brutal power, Drake already had Linda in mind, and if she smells or tastes the blood or cum on him from the rape, then she knows that Drake violated Darryl's rules of not having any female at the party other than her. Drake went back to the front of the couch, where Darryl was still moaning from the agony. With the desert eagle still in his left hand, he removed the drug dealer's hands with his right hand and then shoved the barrel down the bleeding hole that he had made in Darryl's crotch with the blanks, causing the poor feline to scream once more. Without saying any last words to Darryl, Drake then unloaded the full clip of the Deagle into the drug dealer. Darryl screamed as he felt the magnum bullets rip into his guts, punching hole into them that also went into the couch below him. Darryl then grew silent, laying there in shock to slowly die as Drake left the now-empty Deagle in his gut, turning towards Willie. He went straight towards the feline, who was still trembling in fear and has a throbbing erection in his pants, and stopped right in front of him. "Wh... what are you going to do with me?"

"We are going to walk back out into the party, and I'm going to watch you take the elevator and leave, fucker. Don't leave town though. I have agents all over town who will monitor your every move. If you so much as leave the city limits, I will hunt you down and rip you into pieces. You understand?" Willie nodded. He smiled underneath his mask. There really weren't any agents of his that were monitoring the city. He just said that to prevent Willie from turning tail and flee. "Good. Now be a good cat and leave this place."

Willie, with his erection already dying down, turned around and lead the way out of the room, opening the doors, with Drake close behind, and entered the hall way. Closing the doors behind him, Drake saw that Willie didn't make a run for it out of pure fear, and stayed close to him. When they opened the second set of double doors, Drake told the guards waiting outside that Darryl had given Willie another chance to live, asking him to pay back the faulty counterfeit he gave him with real cash in their next drug deal. The guards believed in Drake's lie and let him and Willie pass through. Drake stayed on the second floor and leaned on the railing as Willie went downstairs and headed towards the elevator, making his way past the crowd of couples fucking, in which the number of clients now far surpassed the number of females. Willie pressed the button on the elevator, and turned back towards the second floor to look at Drake. Drake pointed his right hand's index and middle fingers out, moved his right hand so that the fingers were now pointing at his eyes, and then moving his hand again while closing the middle finger, pointed straight at Willie with his index finger, gesturing to him the message "I'm watching you." Willie, unnerved by the gesture, heard the elevator door open and turned to enter it, pressing the button that would take him to the first floor. The door then closed and the elevator took him down.

Drake, noticing that the guard at the railing filming the fuckfest was aiming the camera at the middle of the room, then looked down at the center and saw that Linda was there. He saw that the huge tigress was completely naked and being gang-banged by three clients, with a penis deep in all in her orifices, that she was using her hands to stroke the cocks of two nearby males while simultaneously being fucked by the three, and that the six were surrounded by a circle of at least a dozen and a half clients, all of them stroking their erect cocks to the sixsome. He also saw that Linda had several globs of cum on her face, body, vagina, and anus, signifying that some males had already ejaculated on her in bukkake fashion along with cumming in her as well. Drake then turned away from the railing and went downstairs, heading towards the circle in the center of the room and going around the orgy that surrounded the circle. He intended to give his descendent the satisfaction that all of these males can't. He also did not intend to share her.

Seeing that the circle was pretty tight, Drake, instead of forcing his way through, which he could do effortlessly, he simply jumped over the tigers, easily surpassing their average 10-12 foot height, and landed with a thud a good distance between the circle and the sixsome. This caught the attention of everybody in the circle, including Linda who moved her eyes to stare at the big male as another male's cock was thrusting down her mouth. The dragon, seen to all as giant, powerful liger in a gimp suit, growled at the surrounding tigers. "She's mine," he declared, "Including the three three whose cocks are already in her, you'll wait your turn until I'm done with her." The circle of tigers growled at this, but seeing the giant's extremely muscular frame under the gimp suit along with the deadly bone spikes jutting out of his suit, decided to follow the gimp's orders.

Linda saw the gimp walk towards her as she was being penetrated deep to the balls in her mouth, ass, and cunt, and stroking the hard, pink cocks of other two tigers. She saw the bulge in the crotch of his suit grow bigger, looking so tight that it would look like it would burst open in any second. She then saw him unzip his crotch area and dig his hand in. Her eyes widened in shock as he pulled out the biggest cock she ever saw, already much bigger in its still flaccid state than that of the biggest, most virile porn stars she has ever been with. She moaned with desire and lust as she saw it grow in front of her eyes, much to the shock of the all the tigers fucking her silly along with the circle of tigers jerking off in front of her. Its glans slowly poking out of its foreskin, it grew and grew in front of her, nearly endless in length, until it had grown to its full size, which shocked everybody seeing it even more. Even the guard filming from the second floor, along with orgy-goers who could see within the circle, were in shock at the dragon's size. Although it was no longer over 6 feet long at his minimum height, it was still over five feet long and nearly two feet wide

Drake pushed aside the two smaller tigers that were being jerked off by her, their thick, pink cocks slipping out of her hand, and the tiger who was throat fucking her deep to his balls, slipping the tiger's cock out of her mouth. He also pushed aside the tiger who was balling her in the ass, slipping his cock out of her rectum, and pulled her off of the tiger who she was fucking, also getting his cock out of her slick, wet vagina, and making her stand up. The five tigers growled in anger at the huge gimp, their fists closed as if they're ready to fight, but a fierce, terrifying, fiery glare from his crimson eyes quickly silenced their anger, and they backed away holding their hands up, not wanting to get seriously injured or killed by the giant gimp. They were not warriors like the soldiers of Drewen were, but were simply despicable men who only know a thing ot two about fighting and nothing about honor. Drake, on the other hand, knew all about fighting and honor, and would kill them easily. He watched them back away into the circle, joining the other males into jerking off at the sight rather than participating, adding to the bukkake potential.

Linda's lust and pleasure grew at the display, seeing that "Mr. Lucard" had just established dominance over not only the five tigers whose shafts she was pleasing with her body, but the entire circle as well, and with just a few growls and a glare. "Very impressive, Sepet. You surely would make a great king in Tigris."

The draconic gimp looked down at her, giving her an unseen smile underneath the latex max, whose zipper was closed. "Why thanks." Sure, he would make a great king, like he did so many millennia ago, but unfortunately, there are two things that would prevent him from doing so. First, he is a dragon and not a tiger, thus he can't challenge a king to a traditional duel unless he was a landser, and even then, him being a dragon would be looked down upon. Second, he doesn't have an army to go to war with, and despite being a one-man army packed into a single warrior, he knows that the majority of tigers, known for their racism, wouldn't join him, meaning that he would have to go on a one-man killing spree. As he remembers, there are currently no tiger-ruled nations. both ruled by kigs and landsers, within Tigris that are tolerant towards the lesser races, especially with Krostavia and Bergen now ruled over by the legendary Kiaru, and he also remembers that the Hellions, with its founder originating from a pre-Kiaru Krostavia, was one of the few PMCs, albeit a small one, to tolerate having other species as members.

Linda, who was still moaning from all the climaxes she received from being deeply fucked by the five males, let out a moan much more lustfully as his giant spear throbbed in front of her, much more bigger than she expected it to be. She felt her own body rise up with more pleasure and lust than before, even when she was in the sixsome "Tha... Tha... Damn, Sepet. Your penis... it's like I'm staring at an industrial-sized dildo, except much more bigger..."

"...And warmer." Drake completed her sentence, slowly stroking over the entire length of his immense obsidian shaft. "I know that you're enjoying just the sight of my dick, Linda, but before I tear into you," He saw her eyes lighten up with lust at the thought, "it needs some lubrication..."

She murred, her pussy already dripping onto the mat her sweet vaginal lubrication from the thought. "I will lubricate it for you, liger."

Underneath his latex mask, he smiled at the word liger. Everybody at the party thinks that he's a liger and not a dragon due to his disguise. If they found out his true identity, he would have to kill them all, which shouldn't be a problem since they can only use the elevator as the exit. However, he does not want to kill anybody at this moment, especially Linda. However, it's not just because she's his descendent nor is it because she's just a tigress who happened to make a living in quite a seedy business. It's because she's from outside of Tigris, potentially making her one of the few, if any, tigers in the region who are tolerant towards the other races, which is something he admires in people who possess that trait.

Smiling at the sight of his cock, she spat in her right hand, making it all slick and wet with her hand, and leaned down to the base of his huge cock as he removed his powerful hand from it. Grabbing a hold of the back of the shaft's base with her wet right hand and stroking it upwards, her hand wrapping around it more than Maria's due to both her bigger size and Drake' smaller size at the present time, she stuck out her tongue and ran it up the base of his shaft. She also simultaneously stroked the back of his cock upwards with her hand, using her saliva as lubricant, as her tongue ran along the front, both going at the same pace. After going over the foreskin and reaching the glans, she then changed the direction of her strokes and licking, going downwards to the base, and then went upwards, repeating the action. She murred as her tastebuds and olfactory senses were excited by the musky taste and smell of his cock. "He even smells and tastes nicer than any male I've been with." She thought to herself, her lust for him deepening even more as both her hand and tongue reached all the way up to his huge glans.

He sensed her lust, his senses honed from an untold number of rapes and fuckings. He also wasn't being pleased that much despite her size, since she was gripping his penis like if he was a normal male, which was not enough to please him throughly. "Lick as strong and deeply as you want, Linda. Get as much of me as you'd like to. Also, don't go easy on me with your grip and strokes. I like tight powerful strokes, not the gentle, soft ones that other males are accustomed to. Give me strokes as tight and powerful as you're capable of."

Smiling, she began to lick more strongly at his cock with long, deep strokes, wanting to taste more of him. She also gave his shaft much stronger strokes with a much tighter grip with her hand, which if it done to a normal male would've had him screeching in pain as his shaft was being crushed by her grip and yanked painfully by her strength.

This elicited a moan from him, signaling to her that she was pleasing him "Ah, now you're doing it right. Keep doing that, Linda, but go a little faster"

She responded with a murr, now stroking and licking his cock at a faster pace. She heard him groan to the treatment, and watched him as he reached down with his hands to put his hands on her breasts. She groaned as he started giving them firm squeezes and rubs, making her nipples move in circles around her areola with his thumbs. She moaned at how strong and powerful, but good his hands were on her breasts, giving him stronger licks and tugs on his cock. She Meanwhile, the circle of tigers, liking what they saw, started stroking themselves harder, liking what they saw.

Linda, while licking and stroking upwards towards him, saw a huge drop of precum ooze out of the meatus of his glans. The smell from it was muskier than his cock and it induced even more lust and pleasure in her. She also felt him stop her from moving, wrapping an arm around her hip. "Spread this drop around your breasts and use them to lubricate my cock even more, Linda. Meanwhile, I'll please you with my tail in order to give these clients, and later Kiaru, more of a 'show' which Darryl intended them to see."

She glanced at him in surprise. "You're going to tailfuck me?"

He nodded. "Why not? You've already made your debut in bukkake. I think you need to make your debut in tailfucking."

She then had an earnest look on her face, excited. "Which hole are you going to please me in?"

She felt his latex-covered tail rub against the crack of her butt, pressing against her tail hole. "This one."

She grinned. "Okay." She took her now nearly dry hand off his shaft and gave his glans one last lick, tasting some of the precum, which began to drip down the rest of his shaft. The small taste, which danced warmly on her tastebuds, caused more lust and pleasure to rise in her. She groaned in response as she grabbed her huge, buxom breasts and spread them apart, pressing her cleavage into his shaft and pressing her tits around the sides of his huge shaft. She watched as the precum slid down the underside of his shaft and became trapped between her cleavage and his shaft, creating a warm pool of precum. As this happened, she felt his tail hole, already widened by the cocks of the other males, be prodded by the tip of his tail. She murred in response to this, loving how he's prepping her up for penetration. She then let out a small cry as his tail pierced into her tail hole, using the cum from the other males as lubrication, her muscular ring tightening against the foreign object as it penetrated into her depths.

"Now let's continue on with the show."

She licked his the latex-covered face in response, the rubbery taste not taking away from the lust and attraction she felt towards him, and then started sliding her breasts up and down his immense shaft while simultaneously thrusting his cock between them and matching her pace, the warm precum spreading around the entire length of his shaft along with her breasts. He murred at this while simultaneously using his tail to piston into her ass. She groaned as the tit-fucking continued, licking the shaft too with her tongue and getting gobs and strings of precum in her mouth. Feeling her tongue add to his pleasure, he reached down her body with both hands, and started rubbing her pussy with his right hand, running his fingers through her blonde pubes, while he grabbed her ass with his left hand. She groaned deeply, feeling his hand's latex-covered fingers rub against the wet, slick outer folds of her labia, while her asscheeks are being rubbed and massaged just as strong and firmly as her breasts were as he kept thrusting into her with his tail. "You're very good."

He grinned with a confident smile under his mask, which she couldn't see, seeing that he had just been complemented by the porn star. "Well, I'm very experienced."

She murred, feeling him prod the inner folds of her labia with two fingers. "I can tell." She then increased her pace, tit-fucking him faster as his fingers sank into her vagina, going into her pink depths. Seeing another heavy drop of precum ooze out of his meatus, she wrapped her mouth around it, getting all of its taste in her mouth, no longer sliding them all over his shaft but rather just the upper and middle parts of it. Panting on his cockhead, she murred at the drop's full, musky flavor, adding to her pleasure as she felt him finger her deeply, going all the way to the knuckles with them. However, she didn't swallow the precum. Instead, she allowed it to drip out of her mouth, going all over the diameter of the shaft, adding to the lubrication. After letting it all drip out onto the shaft, with some of its taste still in her tongue, she started sucking on his engorged cock-head, pushing down on it to get her mouth crammed full of his manmeat.

"I can tell you'd like to suck me off. Very well then. I'll help you." Drake then stopped rubbing her ass with his left hand, and placed it on the back of her head, pushing his shaft deeper into her mouth and throat. Unlike Maria, Linda had done this many times before with cocks that were huge, but nowhere as huge as Drake's, thus she's used to the gag reflex, and since Drake was at his minimum height, his harder-than-diamond cock slid down easier as well. Her huge, 14 feet + size also helped as well. She still felt pain though as his cock widened her mouth, throat and upper esophagus, giving her little room to breath. The pain, however, added to her pleasure, making her enjoy his cock's huge size even more. As this happened, she felt herself rising already close to a climax, and moaned onto the upper part of his shaft, creating a "hummer" effect. Sensing that she was close to her orgasm, Drake fingered and tailfucked her even harder, faster, and deeper, along with pistoning more into her mouth, bringing her even closer to her climax.

Soon, he felt her cry out powerfully on his cock, her eyes lidded in orgasmic lust and pleasure as her climax washed over her body. He murred with her as this greatly increased the hummer effect on his cock, feeling her cunt spurt its hot, sweet, creamy juices all over his latex covered right hand and clench on his fingers, while he felt his latex-covered tail be clenched on tightly by her tail hole. This also made his cock going down her throat much easier, the pleasure far surpassing the tearing pain.

Seeing this, the circle of males, some of which have already cummed but are still masturbating, stroked their cocks harder, seeing that this large gimp of a male was a great lover. The porn star, who they were mainly focused on, was also great, managing to match the movements of the gimp.

When her climax ended after a while, Drake now had most of his length buried in her mouth, throat, and esophagus, her breasts now massaging against the base of his shaft, which he kept thrusting into her. After many minutes of this, he now felt his gigantic, latex-covered balls heat up along with his ebony spear, which grew even harder, now not comparable to nearly everything else. He knew he was about to reach his climax. "Prepare for the money shot, Linda. It's going to make the bukkake these males provided look small in comparison!" Linda tried to pull away, but Drake held her in place. "Ah-ah. Not yet."

Linda playfully raised her cheek up at him in a vain attempt to smile despite his cock being crammed down her throat, and sucked him hard while massaging the base of his cock with her breasts while he thrusted into her throat and esophagus harder while keeping his hand at the back of her head and simultaneously tailfucking her anus. Underneath the latex mask, he murred and growled louder and louder with increasing lust and pleasure, until he finally let out a roar. She felt his cock heat up with a wave of burning hot semen and felt it erupt directly into her stomach. She moaned, the pain from the jets of hot spooge banging against her stomach adding to her own pleasure. This, combined with the tailfucking and the hard thrusting of his spurting cock, soon brought her close to another climax.

Just as she was about cum, Drake pulled her off of him and murred as he pointed his still spurting cock at her, hitting his descendent with gallons of hot semen like artillery fire. The sweet, tantalizing taste of his seed on her mouth finally brought her to her second climax, causing to cry out as her body became covered all over with his semen, each spurt being more than that of the full ejaculation of most males. He also repeatedly jerked himself hard as he orgasimed, his foreskin partially gliding over his engorged glans and adding to his pleasure. Meanwhile, the circle of tigers have cummed to the sight, their seed landing on the mat, enjoying the "show" that Darryl had provided them, and shocked at how much seed that the large male had provided, which was much more than the entire circle of tigers. Even the guard filming the scene from the second floor couldn't believe what he saw, his dick throbbing hard in his pants. He then started to unzip his pants, whip out his cock, and started jerking off.

Linda, panting and coughing a bit of the gimp's seed out, murred in lust and pleasure as Drake gave out a few last spurts onto her body, but noticed that his saliva-and-precum covered cock was still hard, not even showing a hint of slacking off. The circle of males, on the other hand, had trouble trying to keep themselves hard. "I can see that you're definitely a liger. Your cock is still so hard and powerful..."

Drake let out a dark chuckle as he pulled his tail out of her anus. "...and the show is still not over. We now need to give these clients some vaginal fucking."

Linda purred in response. "That's a great idea, Sepet. My pussy was beginning to feel lonely with just your tail up with my tailhole. I would love to have your pole tear through it!"

Drake, glad that she's eager to continue, leaned over and lightly pushed her down, causing her to fall on her back. She grinned, still panting a little. She saw Drake on his knees leaning down on his knees over her while powerfully stroking his well-lubricated cock. She spread open her legs, her vaginal gates slick and wet with not only her sweet, creamy vaginal juices. The circle of males started to become hard again, the anticipation stirring their lusts again.

Drake leaned in even further and started to rub his huge, obsidian shaft on her vaginal gates, causing the giant tigress to murr in anticipation. He stopped for a moment when his glans gently pressed against her gates. "This will hurt, Linda, but you like the pain during sex, don't you?"

"I do, Sepet, but only during sex. Now let's continue on with the show!" Linda's face then turned from an eager look of anticipation to a mix of pleasure and pain as he began to push in, getting his glans in. Although her pussy was already large due to her natural size and having already had so many dicks of various sizes in her, it was still torn into by Drake's immense, long penis, which bigger, thicker, and hotter than any male she known. However, it was not as painful for her as it was for Maria. Her tissues being ripped open and hot blood flowing out of her vagina as he managed to push in a little more than a foot, Linda's pained look began to turn into one of pure pleasure as she began to enjoy the pain mixed with the pleasure. When she had lost her virginity long ago, she found that she enjoyed the pain that came from her hymen being torn open. This was partially why she's into the BDSM aspect of the porn business. With Drake, the pain was just like losing her virginity again except to a stronger degree. "Yes, Sepet! Keep pushing it in! I'm starting to enjoy the pain!"

Drake moaned, feeling her tight, vaginal gates tear even more as he pushed in his immense obsidian warhammer even further in. Instead of going in quickly like he did Maria, he instead pushed in slowly. Linda painfully groaned in lust and pleasure, wrapping her arms around his powerful back as she felt inch after inch of his over five feet long tree trunk in her, her hole adapting to his wide girth, but never completely. Her cunt already permanently stretched, she started licking at the metal zipper of his gimp's mask, a look of masochistic joy on her face. "Now push in your cock all the way in me to the hilt. I know I'm big enough to survive. I've heard tales of the infamous, 18 foot + draconic mercenary assassin and terrorist Drake 'Hellblazer' Harkonen raping huge girls like me on his 6 foot+ long fuck muscle nearly all the way to the hilt of his crimson colored slit and letting some of them live. Since your cock is nearly as big as his, along with us nearly being the same height, I think I can take you all the way."

Drake internally laughed to himself. Let's see, not only is she unwittingly being fucked by her ancestor boxing champion Ivan Drago, the "mythical" Dracul Tepes, the monster known as Typhon, the ancient mercenary known as Drago, and Drake Harkonen, all of which are the same person, she thinks she's being fucked by "Sepet Lucard", a liger dressed as a gimp. However, he had to concentrate on pleasing this girl. She was right about her being able to take him all the way, but he decided to let her find out for herself. "You think you can take me? Well let's see if you're right!"

Linda then felt him began to push into her harder, shoving his cock in her deeply. Holding tightly onto his back, She screamed as terrible pain ripped through her, but was crying tears of masochistic bliss instead of sorrow. Giving her a few more strong shoves with his powerful, stone-and-metal hard abs, his cock was now buried deep all the way to the hilt with her, with his gigantic, latex covered balls resting on her tail hole. Her cunt now continually bleeding and stretched even more, she panted heavily, nuzzling his latex-covered neck affectionately while in a mix of pleasure and pain. "See? You can fit in me."

He let out a laugh. "Now let's see if you can take the pounding!"

She then gasped as he started to pound into her both vaginally and anally, with her feeling the violent, powerful thrusts of his obsidian cock tearing through her vaginal gates, which sprayed blood with every pump, along with his gigantic balls smacking against her tail hole and firm buttocks like harder-than-steel wrecking balls. She precisely felt every inch of him, every vein on his huge cock, scrape against her inner walls. She murred and screamed at the rough, violent pounding, loving both the pleasure and pain. "Yes! Your cock feels painful yet so good at the same time! Keep it up!"

As his cock pistoned in her violently, she ran her hands along his gimp suit, exploring all over his neck, shoulders, back, chest, abdominals, and buttocks, squeezing those areas fervently and founding all of them incredibly hard. He lightly growled in response, enjoying the ways which she touched his latex-covered powerful muscles. He in turn ran his hand along her neck, tits, stomach, and mound of Venus, exploring all of these areas, which all covered in his hot, sticky seed. She groaned, at his touch. "Your hand... it feels so pleasant, yet so powerful!"

The males circling them began to jerk harder, their cocks already slickened with pre and cum. They madly wanted to take the giant female, but they're too scared to even try to get the male away from her. Also, although there was an orgy going on around them, the fucking in front of them is hotter than anything they've ever seen. The orgy was only cool in comparison to the raging inferno of a fucking between the two giants.

She looked down below his wide chest, allowing her to fully see his rock hard abs pump back and forth as he pistoned his gargantuan length deeply in her again and again with his foreskin gliding over and over again within her womb. She could also see him pull back his cock nearly all the way out, with only the head in, and then pump back in her with violent brutality, but not enough to truly injure her, over and over again. She saw also how drops of her own blood, vaginal juices, and cum fly off of her pussy in several directions onto his abs, his arms, and the mat. He then increased his speed, increasing her lust and pleasure so much that she couldn't keep track of the giant's movements.

This spurred her into building another climax. Feeling her cunt begin to tense up on his thick cock, and knowing her masochism, he began to slap it, particularly being hard on her erect, sensitive clitoris. She lightly winced at each slap, but loved the pain mixed with the pleasure. "Keep slapping, Sepet. You're getting me close to my orgasm!"

He smirked under the mask and began slapping a little harder, each slap making her tense up more on his cock. This, combined with feeling him ram the full length of his cock in her like a high-speed machine gun but with the power of a war cannon, had her scream more and more with pleasure, feeling her hole try to vainly squeeze his war hammer tighter and tighter until at last, she screamed at the top level of her voice as she felt her release. He roared lustfully as he felt her cunt clench repeatedly on his cock, increasing his own pleasure greatly. He also felt his cock's huge girth block a large surge of her creamy love juices, which began to build up within her as they mixed with her blood. She screamed once again as she felt her torn vaginal lips expanded widely more and more, until it had reached the point where the sweet, bloody mixture started spurting out around his cock and landing all over his gimp suit. Linda screamed loudly, hugging him tightly with her arms around his powerful back and wrapping her long legs around his wide hips as her cunt, after her orgasm had died down, is now clenching around his manmeat seemingly in a weak, neverending orgasm due to his gigantic size.

He roared back, his voice full of lust and power. She then felt him wrap his powerful arms around her back, and lift her up, solely using her weight to impale herself on its full length. She let out a loud yell, feeling him lift her up and down his immense shaft violently like a rag doll, using her like some sort of furry sex toy while simultaneously pistioning upwards into her with use of his large abdominals. Her bloody, vaginal gates continued clenching onto his huge shaft, still trying to adapt to its size but not completely. She still felt pain with the pleasure, but she loved it, enjoying the mix of the two opposites. "Come in me, Sepet! Unleash your burning waves in me!" She yelled at him using her full voice.

He roared in lust, and he began to speed up his pounding as he felt his cock get bigger and hotter, expanding in both length and girth within her as he felt his tsunamis rush towards the engorged towerhead of his shaft. Linda gritted her teeth as she felt his immense, harder-than-diamond shaft stiffen even more, heat up like the interior of a volcano, and then she saw him close his crimson-colored eyes tightly in lust and heard him roar in lust at the top of his voice as she felt his molten hot, sticky seed, burning like a lake of fire, erupted into her depths in like an explosion of cannon fire, filling her up with a tsunami of cum that is bigger than a room's worth full of men and burned like a lake of fire deep within her body. No longer sliding her up and down, the dragon pounded into her brutally, each thrust burying every inch of his huge tower into her, as a raging tempest of burning hot tsunamis, crashed repeatedly into her vagina, one after the other. Screaming at the top of her voice the whole time, her eyes were wide open as she felt her body rapidly fill up with his seed, until a mix of blood, seed, pre, and vaginal juices spurted out at high speed onto the mat.

When Drake's orgasm began to end, he finished by pulling Linda off of his cock and covering her body with the few, last heavy spurts of his load, using the last shot to easily fill up her open mouth hungry for his seed. As he saw his descendent fall onto the ground there heavily panting, he then noticed that the circle of tigers were stroking their cocks harder, themselves very close to reaching their own orgasms. "Come on, boys. Give her a bukkake!" The circle of males began to walk towards them.

"It was a pleasure fucking you Linda, but I have to go now. Goodbye" She responded in kind, watching him step away from her as the circle of males then closed in on the female, pointing all of their erect cocks at the tigress. They then all roared in unison as they unleashed their load onto her, adding onto the already huge amount of seed Drake gave her. The guard with the camera on the second floor roared as he also came, his seed flying in the air and landing on Linda's cum covered bangs. Boy, is Kiaru going to be pissed when he sees this video.

With his cock still-harder-than-diamond and seeing that the porn star was satisfied, Drake saw that the group of tigers still wanted satisfaction from her, taking some Tadalafil from nearby "TDF" containers. Shaking his head, he turned and left his descendent to deal with them, making his way past some orgygoers who are still going at it, and went into the elevator. Pressing the button to the first floor and feeling the elevator go down until it came to a stop, he waited until the doors opened and he exited the elevator. The well-muscled, 10 feet, 3 inch tall guard noticed him, along with the dragon's still erect cock, ran up to him from the right side. "Mr. Lucard, it's 9:38 P.M. You're supposed to stay at the party unt..." The tiger never got to finish his sentence as Drake, without casting a glance as he continued walking, suddenly and very quickly slashed his throat open with his right elbow spike in cold blood, and then quickly stabbed the bonespike right into the guard's heart as he walked by. Hearing the guard gurgle as huge amounts of crimson, vital life poured out from his throat and chest and fall over onto the floor, Drake opened the double glass doors to exit the building.

Danny, turning around to see the gimp exit the building with a huge erection, ran up to him with the intent of telling him to turn back. However, he made the mistake of being in grabbing range, although that wouldn't of made a difference. "Mr. Lu..." Drake, with lightning speed, grabbed the boy by the throat before he could even complete saying Drake's pseudonym, and quickly snapped his neck like a twig with cold diligence, not giving it a second thought. Dropping the young boy's corpse to the concrete just as quickly and crushing its head to a bloody mass of gore and shattered bone as he stepped on it, Drake went back into the alley he had first entered, walked down its end, and took a left down the street. As he walked a couple of blocks down, he felt his erection finally begin to slacken off, slowly shrinking down and become flaccid, but still hard. He put it back in his bloody cumstained crotch area zipped it up just as he turned left into the huge alleyway where the Shaker was located. Before he could move towards the vehicle, he saw the top door open and saw Maria climb out. She was looking terribly bored.

"I see that you've succeeded in your assassination, master. I also see that you've been busy..." She said, looking at his bloody, cum-stained gimp suit, especially at the crotch area, which had more cum and blood on it than any other area. She knew that he had sex with at least one other girl. "Who was she, or them, master?"

"Her name was Linda Maril. She's a porn actress, bitch. I gave her a good fuck." He then climbed onto the vehicle's front, going to the roof, and jumped down into the open door.

Maria climbed down inside to join him, not minding that her master had fucked another girl. She then saw Drake retract his bone spikes and begin to take off his suit. There she saw that his huge, black cock was covered in blood, pre, spooge, and vaginal fluids. She felt herself get a little wet from the sight, imagining the brutal fucking he gave to this "Linda". As she saw him grab his clothes and put them on, she remembered that she was wearing his dog tags. "Here are your dog tags, master!"

Grabbing the dog tags and taking them off, she threw them at Drake, who caught them with his hand. "Thanks, Maria."

Putting his dog tags around his neck again, he then slipped into his pants, muscle shirt, coat, and bandana, looking like his usual self again.

"So master," Maria began to ask, "Are you going to rest for a bit after doing killing the drug dealer?"

Drake grabbed his glasses and put them on. "Nope. We're going to raid the police station right now, bitch. I'd hate to keep my assassinations waiting." He then walked towards the driver's seat and sat down. The chief of police is going to be in for one nasty surprise within the hour...