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The small shack that was set near the edge of the swamp was quiet and dark save for the candles that flickered around just in front of the young mule deer. The scent of the hot humid air filled his muzzle while he reached forward and jabbed a stick into the small fire he had started in an aging pot bellied stove, stoking it up a bit higher to give him enough light to see by. Lavender wanted to have it up high enough that he was able to read the book, but not so bright as to attract attention. He had no illusions that others couldn't see his secret hideaway when there were lights flickering through the old broken windows and this was his only reprieve from the hell that had become his school life. He crinkled his nose a little bit, tipping his long ears backwards at the sharp harsh scent of the wood smoke.

He had started the new school year as the first new kid in several years, which was bad enough, but he was also named what the rest of the children considered a female name. His mother had called him Lavender for a dark patch that ran right along the curve of his left ass cheek that looked exactly like a clipping of lavender, her favorite herb. They had latched right onto the seemingly female name, laughing at him, mocking him and it had only gotten worse. He was the only deer, there wasn't even the more typical white tail, the classroom was stuffed full of various canines, felines and some rabbits mixed in, but he stood out with his long lanky body and the start of his velvety spikes that were just coming in this year. He could have shown up and drag and gotten a better reception than he had gotten his first year of school

He crouched down on his cloven hooves and looked down at the book he had stolen from his grandmother's house, the worn edges were crinkled up to show a slight hint of how long it had been sitting on her shelf and it was filled with the scent of mold and old spices. His family had moved here from New Orleans, his mother saying that Florida had better schools, better everything, better house, bigger yard, but it wasn't home. It wasn't the little house they had once had in the heart of the bayou with his family surrounding them, it was in a neat little neighborhood with all new houses that were as alike as cookies cut out for Christmas. He felt lost and out of place, a stranger that was laughed at for his backwards ways and with not a single friend to call his own. He wished like nothing else he could go to his real home, but his mother had told him the house he had grown up in was long since bull dozed, they lived here now.

"...cut the candle half the length and place both on the points made by the brick dust." He muttered as he read the book and began to set things up.

Lavender twitched his black tipped tail back and forth behind him, the little flutters of his ears twitching against his freshly revealed buds. He didn't even have spikes yet, they were just two nubs on his head that would one day grow to a proud rack. That had been their new way of mocking him, saying that the reason he didn't have spikes was because he was really a doe and he was just trying to wear fake buttons to make people think he was really a boy. Just remembering the taunts made his cheeks burn and his tail drop down, he'd spent nearly the entire past week in his swamp instead of dealing with being out in the open where he could be caught.

He had found the swamp and the little shack a few weeks into the school year when he had been running from some of the bullies at school. He supposed it was some sort of care takers shack, but now it was starting to be claimed by the swamp. It was tired and old, with boards that were partially splitting apart and showed roots and weeds growing up, but he had done his best to repair it and even brought his school supplies here as he looked on it as a sort of sanctuary from the hellish life that had become all too quickly the norm. He couldn't keep living this way, he just couldn't. Every night he came home in tears, his stomach in knots as he felt the taunts and mockery from his classmates ringing in his ears. And that was where the book came in.

It wasn't something someone could buy in a store, it was the sort of book that he wasn't supposed to play with. A gathering of knowledge that had been collected by his grandmother and her grandfather and so on. He had always known that it was supposed to be a collection of voodoo mixed with healing recipes, but had never thought about it aside from mild curiosity, but today he didn't have curiosity, he knew what he was going to do. He had found the spell tucked away in a corner of the book beneath a flap of what had looked like a map. It was faded and yellowed, half the text partially illegible from the march of time and old liquids splattered and marring it. The heading, though, was fresh and bold still; Vengence.

They deserve it. They have made my life hell. He thought with his ears folded flat to his head, shifting his weight while starting to lay down a line of red brick dust.

An entire week to fill in the holes of the spell bit by bit, having to do his best to hide what he was doing from his grandmother and mother. His mother would have lectured him about having faith in God and sent him to church and his grandmother would have boxed his ear for thinking if messing with things that he didn't understand. He shifted about in his hooves, moving in a slow circle as he drew out the pattern by memory and started to burn the harsh acrid scent of incense. It made his stomach turn a little, but he shut out the discomfort at he laid out the offerings the summoning called for one by one. Most of it had been easily found, his grandmothers penchant for keeping such things was well established and he had just had to raid little amounts to take it.

He stood up and wriggled out of his school uniform, slipping the white blouse and tie to hang up outside of the brick circle. The book hadn't told him he had to be naked, but he had grown up listening to his grandparents talking about using the old spells and voodoo, things that his childhood had been filled with. Unnatural material could make a spell go wrong and that meant his synthetic clothes had to go, not that it bothered him. No one came this far into the swamp, there wasn't anything interesting for them here and he was very careful they didn't follow him. He peeled off his pants next, and his underwear, feeling the cool air tickling along his lower belly and other parts as he set everything aside. He would show them all..

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Ruin heard the chanting like the sweetest little song as he remained trapped under the glyphs and binds that had once trapped him. The dragon stirred, shifting with a drag of his tail and stirred in the little pocket that trapped his world between this and the next. Normally he 'slept' for lack of a better word, letting the world pass by him with little to no worry about it as he moved constantly and rippled from dream to dream of times gone past. That was all he had here, times of the past and old conquests as he had spent what felt like hundreds of years suspended, his physical body locked away from him so he didn't even have those sensations.

He couldn't recall a time when the darkness of his confines showed flashes of color to draw his 'eyes', but now they were there with little flutters of color that ran this way and that. The darkness pierced in cracks that had the beast stirring and waking further, his attention fixated on several of the larger cracks with interest, eyes focusing on the sounds that blurred through the cracks, giving the first hint he had had in years of the outside world. He could almost smell it, his nostrils flaring as he set invisible claws into the crack and tried to push his head through, straining to hear what was being said on the other side.

"...to the night time evening..." The words made him sharpen his focus, thrumming out a low rumble of amusement.

_It sounds like a child. _ He thought to himself and almost barked laughter as the crack widened at his pressure, pushing up along his muzzle.

"....BOUND TO ME..." The words were piping high pitched and sweet sounding, making his tail lash as he started to feel a ripple of something on his scales. Scales he had hadn't in so many years, not since the damned deer had captured him.

The thought made his vision go red as he recalled the sleek young girl that had stood in front of his home and begun chanting. One of the natives, little and slight looking, she had been a treat for his eyes and made him fondly recall the small doe he had taken not a fortnight before and used for his amusement. He had quite broken her, but deer and rabbits were a dime a dozen in this country, no one would have noticed or cared, and he had had wealth enough to dismiss those that might have tried to bring him before the courts, he had been untouchable. At least, he had thought he was, until the damned girl showed up outside of his house and laughably tried to challenge him.

Just reminding him of that day made him claw harder at the opening and twist, feeling the brush of his half forgotten body. He had been trapped and banished to this place, the little doe had told him it was his punishment, something more suiting than mortal punishment, to be little more than a shade that couldn't feel, couldn't touch, could do nothing but experience the steady march of time while he lived in dreams. He snarled remembering her smile, the feel of panic as he been sucked backwards towards a dark abyss. How dare that child challenge him? Did she think she could let him go free and suffer no consequences?! He would kill her, he would destroy her! He would leave her as little more than a terrifying story told to children when he was through with her, he would destroy every part of her name!

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Lavender cried out in fear as the world erupted in wind and darkness, the little buck scrabbled backwards as something split right in the middle of the circle and a terrifying roar filled his ears. He felt the cold blast hitting his chest as he was forced backwards and something moved in the heart of the split in reality, something large and heavy, something he glimpsed before dropping down to the ground and covering his head with his arms, trying to protect himself as the creature ripped itself free from nothing. The harsh scents of sulfur and musk filled the area as something stepped out with a clatter of claws on the ground and the roar grew louder, shaking the entire shack with the sheer force.

There was a popping sound, it was like the pop of a gun going off as something entirely stepped into the world with a loud clattering noise and he felt the walls rocking outwards and trying to break with the force of the eruption. The coldness flashed and was dismissed in a wave of fiery heat that rippled down over his slight frame, his tail clamped down as he tried to protect himself, but the warmth blasted through the small area and nearly stole the breath from him. The spell snapped away, the blowing winds faded away and left the harsh breathing and snarls of the summoned creature filled the world, low and threatening, terrifying as Lavender was given a bare glimpse of the true size of the beast.

"HOW DARE YOU?!" A creature shrieked out, the rage making the small buck huddle in on himself, his heart leaping into his throat in terror as he stared down at a pair of large clawed feet.

They were scaled, dark purple and black markings ran along the line of the lower legs and down towards the thick black claws that raked pale claw marks on the floor. They were entirely alien looking as the small buck edged back and tilted his head up to follow the line of the leg. A dragon, a dragon of immense size and power stood in front of him, the nostrils flaring to draw in a deep breath and the blast was sent out from a set of broad nostrils. Angry eyes glared down at him while the row of teeth caught the light that was cast from the remaining candles. He was armored with thick plate scaling, terrifyingly massive with the wings spread open to either side and the low growl bubbling up from the chest as the creature lowered his head towards the buck, making him scrabble backwards rapidly, trying to evade the hand that reached out towards him, bleating out wildly. It wasn't a demon, it looked like an actual dragon, only wild eyed and strange as a hand clamped along one of his slender legs and yanked him backwards.

Purple horns and spikes fringed the blocky head, the dark grey-black that ran along the muzzle seemed like a bit of shadow as the red eyes looked him over, refusing to release him even when he kicked wildly with one of his hooves, striking out. The other hand swept out and batted the leg away as the large head dropped and a blast of warm breath hit over him before the dragon drew in a sample, the pink tongue twitching out ever so slightly as if examining the taste of him. He expected to feel the claws snapping down into his legs. He didn't look like a dragon in the real world, he looked half mad and wild, nothing like real intelligence burning in the eyes as he was held trapped, reaching towards the red brick powder that created a protective circle to hold the dragon in.

"You are not the doe." The beast hissed out, a thick tongue curling out slightly. "You are not even female!"

"I am your master!" Lavender tried with a wild surge of fear as he saw those powerful fingers digging down against his calf and yanking him back towards the massive form looming above him. "I-I summoned you! Within this circle you can do no harm!"

"Master?" The dragon's eyes brightened and suddenly the young buck was yanked upside down, lifted by one leg so the twisted and writhed in place. "You are little more than an annoyance, boy. Hardly big enough to bother with, where is the girl?"

"What girl?!" He bleated and swung around before a rough clawed hand reached down to grab his throat, making him cry out in terror as the claws dug in along his sleek throat.

"The one that caught me, do not act ignorant..." He was righted as the dragon spoke, his head held up, eyes wide and terrified as he was flung around carelessly. "Where is she?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Lavender answered, his voice cracking with fear as he was brought closer to the muzzle. "I.. I found the spell in a book, I just wanted to get back at the kids at school!"

"Spell?" The dragon's attention sharpened and suddenly the buck was dropped to the ground, but the creature loomed above him threateningly. "SHOW ME!"

The roar made the young mule deer scrabble, his entire body trembling as he reached for the book, holding it like a shield as the summoned beast reached out to grab it with a rough hand. The claws scraped markings on the front of the book as he whipped it open and shoved his muzzle forward to draw in a deep breath, his eyes lidding ever so slightly to show the barely a slit of red slash of his pupils before he began to flip through the book. The claws marred the pages, tearing some of them, ripping at the weak points as he went through the book, his eyes widening at something. Lavender took the moment to try and get away, crawling along the ground to move towards line that was supposed to keep the dragon contained, his ears flattened tight to his head. This wasn't how this spell was supposed to work!

"Little fool.." The dragon had found the page he had used, looking at it with bright eyes before tearing the page from the book and shredding it with his claws, letting the pieces fall to the ground.

The little buck pushed himself over the brick line and rolled, careful not to mar it as he left the dragon standing in the containment spell, trembling and drawing in shaking breaths as the dragon flung the book away from him. His wings were shifting on his back, flexing and resting right down against the line of his back as the beast turned to look at him, a strange smile lingering on the muzzle that showed the tips of his fangs. Lavender scrabbled backwards against the wall, pushing his shoulders against it in fear of what he'd called up, feeling small and vulnerable as the creature glared down at him.

"What year is it, little toy?" The creature almost purred the words as he walked forward towards the containment line. "And do not lie to me."

"T-two thousand and fifteen.." He swallowed and stood up slowly, his heart fluttering so fast that he felt as if he were about to be sick. He was safe, the circle would keep the demon at bay.

"Over a hundred years, my my..." The dragon advanced step by step, the long tail swaying behind him. "And I have you to thank for freeing me, little buck. I should show my appreciation. It has been a long long time since I've been in the flesh."

"STOP!" Lavender yelped out as the beast kept advancing, one of his paws pressing against the edge of the dust with one of his claws. "I command you! You must stop!"

"Command me?" The dragon's laughter was wicked and low as he stepped forward, his foot moving outside of the round circle. "A little button buck trying to demand that Ruin stop? You are not so wise, son."

"Y-you can't!" Lavender jerked backwards, pushing his shoulders against the wall as the dragon advanced on him with menacing steps, the nostrils flared open delicately as the other foot passed over the barrier. "That's supposed to hold you!"

"Hold a demon maybe, but do I look like a demon, boy?" The dragon crooned at him softly, eyes lidding.

"YES!" He scrabbled back as the dragon came at him, suddenly feeling claws raking against the back of his neck as he attempted to break free.

~ ~ * ~ ~

Ruin couldn't remember the last time he had felt so alive, his body warm and physical again, stretching his limitations out as he caught the buck easily and kept him from bolting away. Just looking at the book and the tarnished outside, the brittle pages had shown him how long he had been gone. When he had last seen that damned thing it had been fresh and new, but a century? He had been caught in that hellish side dimension for that long, denied his rightful body by the spiteful spell of a fawn that had been barely the age of the one within his grip. The dragon rumbled and narrowed his eyes slightly, how much had changed? His fortune? His family? His tail snapped behind him, hitting against the line of the brick dust and scattering it over the edges, feeling pressure rippling over him as if by unseen hands.

_She is long dead, that girl is likely little more than dust and ash on the wind. _ He thought bitterly and twisted his lips backwards in a silent growl.

"Please..." The buck struggled in his hold, the hands wrapping around his wrist, the eyes so deliciously wide and fearful. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cast the spell!"

"Ahhh but you did and I have to thank you.." Ruin purred low in his throat and shifted his hold on the boy. "Where did you get the book, pretty thing?"

The sight of the lithe young creature was welcome after his isolation, more than welcome considering that the mule deer was nearly perfect for what he wanted. The buck was lovely, not at all muscular, instead he had a lean sleek body that reminded him of the little dancing girls he had once entertained at his estate. The face was delicate with a sweeping muzzle that showed splashes of white along either side of the black padded nose that gave him an innocent look that he found appealing. He preferred females, but there was no denying that having his blood pumping again, the warmth of his body brought with it urges that had been locked away with him. He had spent his life growing in wealth and able to indulge himself, being denied that had been a trial.

"M-My grandmother.. please! LET ME GO!" There was a bleat in the voice, wild and shaking as the youngster rolled around, twisting his body.

"And does it run in the family, little toy?" Ruin murmured, his claws ran up to run right through the chest fur, brushing his claws downwards in a slow run, his interest sharpening.

"Yes.." The eyes were flashing, those tiny dark hooves struck against him as the fawn tried to get his way free. He was barely old enough to have lost his spots.

A hundred years... But that damned doe's bloodline still exists, still thrives.. He drew in a breath and felt his body reacting, it was nearly dizzying to feel the arousal flushing through him again. How long had it been since arousal had been little more than a frustrated denial of his spirit torn from his body?

"Please.. I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!!" He tried to jerk away as the drake reached his paws down and ran one claw along the lower belly and the jutting white sheath that drew his interest. "PLEASE!!!"

"Oh yes, little buck, do beg.." Ruin thrummed. "I owe your family a great deal, and I will start with you... personally."

He reached down and ran a finger pad along the sheath, watching the buck's wild look of terror as he rubbed the finger pad up and down right along the small pouch, savoring the way that the boy twisted and writhed in place. His ears flattened down to either side of his head while bucking forward and the dragon only yanked the boy back against him with one hand wrapped round the slender chest and turned him, crushing the small tail against the small of his back as the youngster bleated out. He smelled sweetly of sage, the warmth of it clinging to the dragon's muzzle as he trailed his hands down and explored the one who had freed him. It was only fitting, after all, that he celebrate his freedom in true style and exact the first act of revenge against the one that had ensnared him. How lovely that the family had presented him with a near perfect offering.

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Lavender tried to get away, the dragon pulled him back until he felt hard scales pinching against him roughly, raking along the line of his spine as he struggled to find a way to get free. He was trapped! His panic was growing by the moment as he tried to writhe his way free, but the fingers began to run along his sheath. He had been expecting to be attacked, to be beaten or bitten, but instead the hand was running down along his groin with a mockery of gentle touch. He stopped grabbing at the hand and reached down to shove at the wrist, trying to get it away as he bleated out unhappily. The moment he struggled the hand crushed against him and pulled him upwards, a warm blast of hot air rushed over his ears as he tried to pull away. There was no getting away, not with the beast holding him captive. The muscles barely had to work to hold him in place, his slender body easily handled by the monster that pinned him, the scales rasping against his bare furred body.

He was horrified to feel the fingers running down right between his legs, the sudden curl running right beneath his balls and tightening as he was shifted backwards. Something was jabbing right along the underside of his tail, the small buck felt it, the thick slimy wetness spread to one side of his ass cheek as Ruin's tongue flicked out. He cried out and lunged forward, but the way he was grabbed and held kept him hugged in tight, feeling a finger pulling at his sheath. To his humiliation he felt his cock tip being pushed out into view, the opening spreading as the pouch was lowered down along the line of his belly, slipping the tip outwards just a hair as he was molested. No one had touched him like this before, though he had spent many an hour in his bedroom thinking of a certain doe at school, he was now under the rough feeling of the palm grinding up against his balls, pressing them upwards against the inside curve of his legs. The heat beat in his ears, throbbing as the hand squeezed him again and he was lifted higher in the air.

He felt the hot breath of the drake against the nape of his neck, trialing towards the line of his shoulder. He felt the shaft dragging down along the line of his ass, pulling and leaving a wet trail against the base of his tail, running against him to make him kick outwards. The movement only served to make the drake call out in a short noise, a low growl as the hips rocked forward and suddenly the slippery wet cock tip pushed forward right along his balls and slipped out. Lavender found himself staring down at the monstrous black shaft pushing up right along his small sheath, the sheer size of it dwarfed him as precum bubbled up and slathered against his white underside.

"Please... Don't touch me.." He bleated, his voice soft and panicked while he felt the precum running down along the line of his white sheath.

"Oh I plan on doing more than touch you, but I don't want to break you, not so early in our fun." The dragon's tongue pushed along his ear before he was released, dropped to the ground as the cock slipped back beneath his balls, leaving a wet slimy patch against his white fur.

He fell with a little bleat, hitting the ground before a large hand rested right over his head and flexed down, claws pricking along his head as he was turned about. It hurt, his ears were tugged, the claws dragging as the dragon loomed above him, the dark and purple patterned scales catching the light as the monstrous bit of flesh was hanging down near his muzzle. He'd never seen anything other than his own, and what the dragon had was nothing like his soft pink spire. It was dark and heavy, the tip spread open like a thick triangle that began slender but rapidly grew larger. The base was swollen and pushing down a slit right above a set of heavy looking balls, but he was too busy staring at the size of it. It was thicker around than his wrist at the widest point and nearly twice the length of his own. The dragon's free hand rubbed himself, catching around the base as the red eyes fixated down on the little buck that struggled to get his way back onto his hooves.

He tried to shove out against the legs, his small hands pushing against the hips to duck his head away, but the hold was firm and refused to let him go, instead, the dragon seemed to entertain himself by rubbing his shaft right along his nose. The wet smears darkened his fur, his nose filled with the harsh array of scents that made him want to be sick. He tried to pull back, but the hold on his head only tightened as the drooling cock tip slipped forward and brushed against his muzzle. A hot slippery spill of wetness splattered over the black pad of his nose, thick and harsh scented that made him struggle harder, beating a fist against one of the hips. The large shaft dropped down against him as he tried to get on his hooves, the movements paused by the prick of claws right along either side of his neck, the hold moving as his nose was painted with precum from the monster. It was running to either side of his muzzle, sliding down towards his cheeks and his lips.

"Open your mouth, boy," Ruin commanded and the cock started to quiver and twitch. It was disgusting, the thick ridges and obscenely large length rubbed down.

"Nnnmm!" He shook his head in denial as the cock tip was aimed down, pushing to rub right against his lips, he could faintly taste the wet awful stuff, salty while he pulled his lips down tight.

Ruin snarled a warning and moved his hand down to grip the underside of his jaw and the fingers bit down roughly, squeezing in so that he was biting the inside of his own cheek painfully. The teenage buck was forced to open his mouth as the claws nearly pierced his skin, his pink tongue flashing out before the summoned dragon lunged forward. The thick cock tip suddenly jammed forward along his tongue, thick hot flesh splaying his muzzle open wide as he squealed in protest. It was hot feeling, the salty musk of precum was slathering over his tongue and drooling from the corner's of his cheeks before the next thrust drove forward and pushed it in deeper. The pressure of the narrow tip pushed and pinned his tongue down flat as a few inches sank itself into his maw. He jerked and fought to pull back, but Ruin's paw gripped the back of his head and held it in place as he was force fed the thickened length.

He was choking on it, too large, his jaw began to ache as another inch sank forward, his head pulled towards the loins as saliva was pushed out around the corners of his mouth. He tried to swallow, the movement convulsing around the shaft, choking him as the tip wedged towards the back of his throat. He muffled a noise, twisting and shoving against the hips to try and push Ruin away, but the next thrust sank another inch inwards, the ridges rasping against the length of his tongue as the glans began to try and shove itself into his mouth. The taste was foul, filling his senses, making his breath quicken as he rolled his eyes up to see the dragon staring down at him. The expression was disturbing, eager and staring down at him as Ruin watched the adorable little muzzle being nearly split in two by the dark shaft. His tongue moved, shifting before suddenly the grip on his head forced him forward and the hips lunged against him, stuffing his throat full of hot heavy cock.

His throat convulsed, gagging and shuddering, eyes bulging as his airway was suddenly cut off by the sheer size of the shaft plunging into him, swelling his throat open wider, making it impossible to breathe, impossible to do anything more than choke. His lips tightened and squeezed, a convulsive movement that clamped around the glistening black cock as hot gooey streamers of precum flowed down along the line of his throat, making him choke and struggle to get in a breath. His eyes were widening as he felt his chest burning and aching, he couldn't do anything to relieve the feel as it built. The dragon brutally pushed his spire in deeper, the wetness oozing down the back of his throat as it was forced to stretch open wide, straining the skin, making it burn and ache as he bucked and twisted, not caring about the claws that held him in place, the prick and pull drove his lips nearly against the obscene bulb at the base, coughing and choking around the too thick cock before the beast finally had mercy on him.

The slimy shaft pulled free, running over his tongue as he gasped and sucked in a breath, his eyes pricking with tears as he felt the hot wet mess running along his chin as the cock tip pulled nearly all the way out. It hurt, his throat felt sore as he shuddered and swallowed gulp after gulp of air, shaking slightly before the cock suddenly pushed forward again. The grip on his head made him push towards the loins as he muffled a bleating cry of pain and fear. The cock tip brutally stuffed its way back into his throat, the velvety passage stretched open tight around him as his muzzled was pushed towards the lower belly. His air cut off too soon as the drake snarled out a sound of pleasure, drooling out a spill of precum that was leaking out from the young buck's partially spread jaws. It was too much, it felt like his jaw was about to break from the force of the thrust, his lips mashed up against the lewdly swelled bulb of the base.

"I'd forgotten how nice a muzzle could feel." Ruin dragged his cock back slowly as the young buck gagged, shaking and trembling. "A shame you aren't a doe, but... we can always pretend, you barely have buttons yet."

"Let.. me go..." Lavender gasped out shaking, trying to spit out the taste of dragon precum and musk, the hand moving down to rub his shoulders.

"Oh I will, when I'm done and it's time to introduce me to your family." Ruin's laughter was sinister as the hand moved down his back and Lavender tried to leap forward, but the dragon's hand closed on his tail. "I have so much to pay them back for, years to make amends, and you're going to help me."

"MWAAAAAH!" He bleated as his tail was yanked backwards so sharply it sent pain rushing down his back, the purple and black dragon moving around him.

"Oh you lovely little buck, that's exactly what I want to hear." The hand yanked his hips up and threw his chest against the ground, a heavy foot paw shoved down against his shoulders to pin him in place as his ass was up in the air. "Maybe you'll be even better than a doe.."

"STOP! STOP! ANYTHING YOU WANT! I'LL GIVE YOU ANYTHING!!!" Lavender promised wildly, he didn't care about anything except getting away, but as he shouted the heavy cock settled along his bare ass cheeks, the cock tip tracing the little lavender birthmark on the edge of his ass.

"And I'll take everything I can from you, but first... I will make you mine." Ruin's words were rough and strange, terrifying for the virginal buck that suddenly felt the monstrous smooth length pushing up against the soft pink pucker. "After all, little buck, when I am done you are going to take me home to meet the ancestors of the one who trapped me."

He didn't have time to do more than feel cold fear as the dragon's foot dug roughly against his shoulders to keep his face pressed against the dirt floor of the shack, his ass held up hard as the cock tip dug in against the sleek pink opening. Lavender's scream erupted out of the room as the scaled beast suddenly lunged forward and the slimy cock tip pushed the opening of his ring wide and began to push it open wider with a rough lunge. It sank into him, a burning hot lance of pressure and fire that had him crying out with his ears snapped back against his head as wetness smeared through his anal passage. His walls clamped down to try and push the shaft back out of him, but the dragon was already bearing down against him, groaning out while his ass was pushed higher in the air. The cock stretched him, spreading the ring wider and wider, nearly tearing him apart as he dug his finger against the ground. It hurt like nothing else in the world, burning deep pain that brought tears rolling along his cheeks as he was violated.

"NO NO!! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!" The last was a scream as the cock pushed forward again and another slow inch shoved it's way home into the teenager's body.

His words turned into guttural cries as he felt wetness trickling into him as the dragon forced and shoved past the contracting muscles. He felt the way that they were suckling along him, the little twitches and spasms as the abused flesh wrapped along the dark length that edged in deeper. Lavender tried his best to pull away, but his ass was soon pushed up, his hooves nearly off the ground as the dragon leaned over him with a harsh snarl, another few slow inches pushed through the sleek passage. The walls were drawn tight, his wrinkled little opening smoothed into an obscene ring that reddened with the sudden violation, being pushed in on itself as the buck's entire body tensed up with the next thrust, driving inwards, stretching and splaying him wider.

His walls tried to push the flesh out of him, he squeezed down, pushing harder in an attempt to save himself, but he was only rewarded with a rough thrust and another spasm of pain. His lower belly was cramping, the pain spreading as hot precum was pumped out into his body, thick messy strands while his own saliva helped to coated him, making it easier for the dragon to sink his way home through those smooth walls. His tail twitched and jerked in the hold that lifted him higher and then the hips began to drag backwards. His black padded nose was moving, sucking in great breaths scented with the dragon as the cock dragged free with a wet suctioning sound, the head slipping out to drool wetness down along the back of his balls as his interior walls clamped down around nothing. It still hurt, the ache burning through him as he was left shaking in the dragon's grasp, but the emptiness didn't last, instead he felt the probing rub of the cock tip nestling against him again.

"MERCY!" He cried out, his little voice shrilling as if he were a child still and then it turned into a mindless groan as the cock drove back into him again.

He heard the wet sounds, he felt it sliding into the untouched channel and driving in deeper so that the ridges began to push along the outer edge. It was too much, he was going to break, he felt as if his stomach should have been swelling with the sheer size of the girth and now he was left hunching and crying out as more and more of the heavy dark length was force fed into him. He could feel every inch, every twitch and trickle of wetness that helped ease the cock in deeper as he swallowed a gulping cry and the claws dug into his shoulder. He couldn't even get up a little, he could only feel the thickness of the base suddenly shoving up against the stretched opening of his pucker. The smooth flesh tugged and contrasted with the ridges, dragging backwards with slurping noises as wet strands fell down to mat his fur, his body shuddering when the ridges pushed over a certain spot inside of him.

It was a shock, a dragging sensation through the pressure and aching pain, making him sob out a noise that wasn't quite a protest as the dragon began to work his hips back and forth, making way through the muscled passage, forcing it to accept the sheer length of smooth shaft running through his body. He twisted and arched, his legs shifting, splaying wider as the next thrust slammed the knot right up against the thick edged pucker, pushing the ring inwards on itself before the draw backwards, warm gooey strands of precum gushing into his bowels, warmth spreading over him before the next movement rocked the knot up against him again and the dragon's foot moved away from his shoulder. The young buck was barely able to get up before the hands griped his shoulders and the powerful body pushed over him, the weight bearing down, the teeth snapping at the back of his neck.

"Nnnf... snug little doe..." He hissed out with another thrust, the slap of flesh on flesh ringing in the room as Lavender bleated out roughly.

He didn't think about what was happening as pleasurable, he didn't think about anything except the ache growing in his gut, the terror of the base shoving against him, but when he was moved he felt his shaft rubbing against his belly. He had never felt so humiliated, degraded, sickened by himself as when he felt his cock tip jutting free and hard, stiff beneath his belly as the dragon slammed forward in a series of rough powerful strokes. It made his eyes squeeze shut, wetness sliding along his cheeks and muzzle, tucking his head down before another thrust forward rubbed through his passage. His walls contracted tightly, squeezing down and trying to still the tide of sensations. It was wet and slippery feeling, a constant pumping of the hips hammering to the knot each and every thrust, trying to pry him open just that much more.

It was constant pressure, the sensation of the thick breeding spire sawing in and out of his ass as if he were a female, the ridges stimulating him and making his shaft twitch beneath him, little movements that made it impossible to ignore what was happening to him. He felt the dirt floor crumbling under his touch, his body seizing up slightly as the pressure kept growing. The apex of each thrust worked to pry him apart, the force making him bleat out, the sound that should have been heard by any number of people if he had stayed near his high school or home, but this place was deserted, no one would hear him, no one would help him. Instead, his body was stretched open wider, the taut ring pushing over to swallow the obscene bulb at the base as it popped in.

"AAAAAHH!!!" Lavender jerked his head up to scream out, feeling the last few inches delve into his body, prying him wide until he was little more than a sheath for the thick shaft.

Ruin's hips jerked back, the knot pulled free slowly, peeling him open again with a painful spasm that made him see stars before the next thrust forward. That movement timed perfectly to give him no time to adjust before he was force fed the overly large shaft again, his nose pushed through the layer of brick dust that should have kept him safe. He called out and clenched as the hips pumped, rapid bucking movements that tugged and stirred the shaft through his rippling walls. He didn't want to feel his cock stiffen and flex, he didn't want to feel any of the building emotions that were threatening to drown him. It hurt, everything hurt, his body was on fire as the snarling dragon pushed forward, lifting his hooves from the ground, making his ass hang from a knot that was swelling wider and wider.

It was stretching him, his walls strained and flexing, body going tense as the hands suddenly hauled him from the ground. The crying buck fell back against the chest as jaws closed around the nape of his neck and clenched down as the beast muffled his roar of pleasure. Lavender could see his own hard cock jutting out, he couldn't hide that shame as he felt the cock beginning to flex inside of his ravaged ass. He was pushed back against the balls when the first eruption of seed bubbled up to the tip and sprayed out into his formerly virgin body. It was hot, it stung, it was flung out in thick eruptions that had his back arching and legs going tense, his ears pinned flat as the dragon emptied himself.

The young buck felt sick, his stomach flooded with warmth that was spreading ever deeper, drooling uselessly to find something to fertilize. It hurt, it felt good, it confused him and made him swallow noises as the hips rocked against him, dragging against the knot roughly, pulling at it just to hear him bleat out before another bubbling splatter of cum was forced into his body. He felt ripped in half, he could barely draw in a steadying breath as his body was splayed to the point of nearly no return, if Ruin had been any larger he would have been broken, he was sure of it. As it was, he hurt and was humiliated, mortified and scared while the dragon's hands gripped his hips and squeezed, the teeth releasing his neck with a wet lick of the long tongue. He felt slimy and dirty, the reek of the summoned dragon clinging to him.

"Now now.. Don't cry, don't cry." Ruin murmured, his voice almost soft and tender as a hand reached up to run a finger along buck's cheek. "You haven't been given reason to cry, you should save your tears for when you will need them."

"When I will need them?" Lavender's voice was shaking as he spoke, turning into a whimper as the hips pushed inwards, one hand dragging him back to stir the heavy shaft inside of them.

"Oh yes, to beg. When I am free you will take me to your family, I have spent decades dreaming of what I would do when I was finally freed, and you are going to help me do it all..." The last was a whispered word that sent a colt bolt of ice into his stomach.

Terror, pure and simple as he remained held in the arms of something worse than a demon. A demon he could have sent back, he could have used the circle to stay safe, he could have gotten help for, but not this. The flesh and blood dragon was all too real, and the cum was steadily seeping out around the seal of the knot. Perhaps the children at school had been right.. He was little more than a doe in a buck's body.