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Levi's sharp ears perked as the jingle of keys rang from the front door. The flamedramon turned away from his book in time to see his tamer, Paul, entering the dorm. He waved nonchalantly and turned back to his reading. “Howdy, Paul," he said. Paul undid his coat in the digimon's peripheral vision.

Paul took off his gloves and hat, hanging them up on a nearby rack. His short brown hair poked in several directions, pulled by static. He smoothed it with his hand and ran the other across his tired face. “Hey yourself," he said, and looked around the small dorm. The bed was messy, the desk and floor covered in clothes and knick-knacks. “If I'm going to let you out of your digivice all day, you might as well clean up," he grumbled.

The flamedramon shrugged. “Sorry, Paul. But I haven't been out of my digivice for this long in years." He held up a book. “Look, I've been reading all day! I could never do this at your parents' place." He held the book close, closing his eyes. “I'm glad to be here with you instead."

Paul smiled as he removed his boots. “Yeah. Same here." He stared past Levi and out the window at the dazzling snowfall. Flakes crusted the edges of the window, tiny sparkles dancing in the milky haze of a nearby streetlight. Bright light reflected off of Levi's scales, surrounding his azure figure with an eerie glow.

The student flopped down on the couch next to Levi, his green eyes meandering to the digivice on the side table. He fiddled with his hands. “I guess college really has been nice for us. I'm just stressed out. These classes are so hard. I didn't know my first semester would be so…hectic," he complained.

“You should find something to relieve your stress," Levi suggested, fixing his eyes on the pages of his book. His claws tapped rhythmically on the book's hard cover. “Like… I dunno. Maybe a TV show. Do you have anything else to do today?"

Paul turned and stared at his digimon. “Um, no. I guess I don't have anything to do." His gaze traced along Levi's slender draconic body, unburdened by the dragon's usual armor. Levi laid his legs on an ottoman, splaying his entire body on the couch. His arms were toned, clear muscle visible under his tough scales. Long blue ears emerged from his head and complemented his snow-white muzzle. A snake-like tongue poked from Levi's mouth as he sat enraptured by the text. A long, blue tail rested below him, cradling his exposed slit and ass.

Silence filled the air. Paul swallowed, his heart suddenly racing. A sudden thought popped into his mind: Levi's slit was kind of…cute? The tamer shook his head. He had never allowed himself to feel this way about Levi before. His pants became a little tighter.

“Yeah, stress relief. I dunno, maybe I'll play a game or something," Paul said. His gaze remained on Levi's groin. Thoughts raced in his mind. What if he just… touched it? Right here and now. He'd never have allowed such a lewd thought to remain in his mind back home. But now? He and his digimon were on their own. He could do whatever he wanted. The thought made his mouth dry.

Words caught in Paul's throat. “Uh, Levi. Have you ever… had sex?" he sputtered.

The flamedramon looked up from his book, perplexed. “No. Um, why?"

Paul wringed his hands, staring out the window at the falling snow. A light blush rose to his cheeks. “I dunno. There were a couple years before I was your tamer. I was just wondering." He sighed. “I mean, you know I'm a virgin."

Levi snickered. “Yeah, I know that. Your parents would've killed you for bringing a girl home," he teased. He searched the windowsill for his bookmark. “Don't worry. You're still young," Levi added.

Paul's voice quivered. He cleared his throat. “You do get horny though, right? It can't just be a human thing." He was definitely blushing now. His heart raced.

The flamedramon's ears perked. He laughed nervously. “Um, yeah. I do get horny. Just like anyone else, I guess." He rubbed the back of his head, tracing his claws along his scales. “But I wouldn't expect you to know that. I always found ways to hide it back home. I'm sure you did, too." Levi motioned toward his lower half. “Besides, it's easier to hide with a slit," he joked.

“Y–yeah, it is," Paul said. “Sorry, but can I ask you kind of a weird question?" he asked.

Levi replied, “Sure."

“You don't feel weird about being… naked? Like, almost all the time? Your armor doesn't really cover much. I've known you for years but you've never really mentioned it," Paul said.

Silence as they both processed the question. Abrupt laughter then erupted from Levi's maw. He keeled over, wheezing. “Oh. Ohhhh. You're so funny, Paul." He sat back again, a grin spreading across his face. He motioned toward his scaled chest, small azure nipples emerging from his toned white pecs. “This is my body. I was born with it, so I'd never be ashamed of it. And I'm a monster, too. People always look at me funny anyways, so being nude doesn't matter to me."

Paul was stunned. Levi was so… confident. He thought it was kind of attractive. Paul shook his head, dispelling the stray thought. “So you're fine with showing yourself off? Like, all the time?" he asked.

“More or less."

Words spilled out of Paul's mouth before he had a chance to censor them. “Um… would you mind if I was naked?" he asked. Silence hung in the air as he stared downward, anxiously scratching at the sofa cushion.

The dragon's eyes widened. His jaw hung open. He put his book to the side. “I mean, I'd be fine with it," he said. “I just never pegged you as the type to do anything like that. I've known you for so long and you've never… yeah." A faint blush shined through his scales. “I've never even seen more than your chest."

“D–do you want to see more?" Paul asked.

Levi chuckled. He said, “I mean, sure. You made me a little curious. Better than reading, anyway."

Paul reached below the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his thin chest and tummy. A patch of dark hair covered his chest, creating a path which progressed past his stomach and below his waistline. He threw his shirt to the side, puffing his belly outward. “Here you go. I guess you haven't seen me like this in forever, ha."

Another grin stretched across Levi's face. “Wow! You've gotten much hairier since I've seen you last," he teased. “I'm actually a little jealous. Dragons never grow hair like that." He looked at his claws as they tapped idly on the windowsill. “You look stronger than I remember, too."

Paul was overwhelmed by the sudden praise. He covered his mouth with his palm. “Ah! C–c'mon! You don't have to flatter me just because I'm your tamer. And besides, I'm eighteen now! Of course I'm stronger." His chest tingled. His pants tightened around his cock. He'd never felt so vulnerable, so exposed. Especially in front of his own digimon.

The flamedramon's voice snapped Paul from his thoughts. Levi asked, “But that's not all, is it?" Paul watched as his digimon's eyes narrowed. “I mean, I've always wanted to see what a human penis looks like in-person. But it's okay if you don't want to undress," Levi continued.

“N–no! It's totally fine. Here…" Paul hurriedly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, exposing the pale flesh of his thighs. His belt buckle landed on the tiled floor with a satisfying clunk. A thicker coating of hair covered his legs, matted against his skin from a long day of trekking around campus. His cock was visibly hard through his underpants. “Um, sorry about being hard. I guess I just get excited being viewed like this," Paul said. He couldn't meet his digimon's gaze.

Levi leaned closer, staring in awe. “Wow. You're huge!" He looked at Paul, smiling wide. “C'mon! Let me see the whole thing," he said.

“A–are you sure?" Paul asked.

“C'mon! I've never seen one! And the pictures in books can only teach me so much," Levi replied.

Paul wrapped his fingers around the hem of his underpants. “Okay. But only since you asked," he said. The white fabric slowly retreated down past his thighs, revealing his long cock. A thick patch of pubic hair pooled below his stomach, nuzzled up against his thick shaft. The head of his cock rested on his pale abdomen, twitching as it became exposed to the cold air. The fabric then progressed past thighs, revealing his large testicles. He awkwardly threw his pants and underwear away, relishing in his newly exposed body. He asked, “Well? What do you think?"

Levi's face lit up as he gazed upon Paul's body. “Woah! I never knew you were so well-endowed," Levi said. He leaned back on the couch cushion. “I know I've already said this, but I'm jealous. I wish I was half as big, haha." He looked away. “I, um, kinda enjoy seeing you like this," he admitted.

“S–same," Paul replied. They stared at one another in silence. Lust raged within Paul's body, causing him to become fully erect. His breath suddenly felt hot as he exhaled harshly from his nostrils. Levi's adorable little slit laid ripe for the taking before him. The dragon's bashful face turned to the side, trying to break the palpable tension. For the first time in his life, Paul felt in-control.

The tamer rubbed the back of his head, ruffling his greasy hair. “You know, speaking of sex, um… I used to watch all sorts of porn back home. I've always wanted to try what I saw on-screen," he admitted.

The dragon's eyes narrowed. “Oh? What kind of porn?"

Paul's face reddened. He said, “Um, it's kinda embarrassing. I don't know if you wanna hear about it."

Levi's eyes narrowed. “Tell me."

Words stuck in Paul's throat. Images of prone monsters danced within his mind. A flamedramon hogtied and fucked by two tamers from both ends. An agumon surrounded by horny boys Paul's age, a terrified look in the monster's eyes. “I–I used to watch videos of tamers fucking their digimon," Paul said. He looked away. Silence.

Levi's maw was agape as he regained his senses. “Oh. I–I guess most boys your age look at stuff like that," he finally sputtered. He ignored the tingling sensation which overtook his slit, scraping his claw nervously on the couch's arm. “I mean, I've watched stuff like that once or twice."

Paul chuckled. “I don't think you have," he admitted. “I watched a lot of, um… rough stuff." He looked Levi in the eyes, watching the dragon's reaction. “I watched tamers rape their digimon. Tying them up and stuff like that," he continued.

Sweat dripped from Levi's brow. He swallowed and said, “O–oh. Um. Okay. Wait, didn't you say you wanted to… um…try it?"

Paul smirked. His eyes shone like emerald flames. He clenched his fists. His cock throbbed. “Yeah. Yeah, I did," he said.

Paul then wordlessly reached to the adjacent side table, grasping the metallic digivice in his hands. He hadn't touched the thing in days – hell, back home he was barely allowed to use it at all. It always rested in his parents' hands. But now? The key to Levi's heart laid bare for him to manipulate.

Levi turned to see Paul fiddling with the machine. “H–hey. That's my digivice. What're you doing? Please don't put me back in there," he begged.

“Don't worry. I'm not putting you back in," Paul replied. He maneuvered through the clunky menus, finally coming across an option which he had never seen before: “Digimon Breeding Procedures." His heart skipped a beat. The setting actually existed. He shakily pressed down on the button, accessing a new screen.

“Well, if you're not putting me in… what are you doing?" Levi asked. He attempted to glance over Paul's shoulder, but the tamer lightly pushed him away.

Paul smirked. “Don't worry about it. Just gimme a minute. Read your book or something."

The flamedramon replied, “I don't know if I can focus with you saying that stuff. Please just tell me," he protested.

But Paul remained quiet, searching through the menus for every available option. He was amazed at how detailed the commands were – breeding cycles, heat manipulation, fatigue levels, sweat production, semen quantity, fertility… he could change anything. His cock twitched in anticipation. Thoughts raced in his mind. Was he actually going to try this? Was he actually going to manipulate his own digimon for sex? He looked at Levi; the flamedramon wasn't paying attention anymore, nervously watching the snowfall instead.

Paul's finger seemingly moved on its own, tracing along the menu and manipulating Levi's heat cycle via a sliding dial. He slowly raised it upward, staring at the dragon's composure as the clueless digimon stared out of the window. One notch. Two notches. Three. Still, Levi didn't move. Was the digivice defective? Or maybe –

“Oh, I feel hot," Levi said. “Fuck. Paul, are you warm?" He glanced at his tamer, the dragon's cheeks flushed with blood. “I–I kinda want to open a window. Are you okay with that?" he asked.

“Yeah, sure," Paul replied. He couldn't believe his eyes. As Levi bent over the back of the couch, his undercarriage remained fully exposed for his tamer to see. His slit was notably reddened, his tummy exhibiting a pinkish hue. The dragon's asshole visibly clenched as he opened the window a crack. He then plopped back down on the opposite side of the couch, fanning his face with his clawed paw.

The flamedramon shook his head. “Fuck. I don't know what's wrong with me. I…" Levi then glanced downward at his tummy, noticing its change in color. The tip of his pink cock suddenly protruded from his slit, leaking precum onto his pale white scales. It quivered uncontrollably as it was coaxed from its sheath. He looked up at Paul, unimaginably embarrassed. “O–oh my god! Paul, I'm… I'm sorry, I have no clue what… mmmph…" His body shivered. His tail twitched. Even the touch of the couch excited him, every sensation running along his scales like electricity. His consciousness felt like it was submerged in water. “W–what did you do?" Levi begged.

Paul crawled across the couch, sitting down between Levi's legs. He ran his fingers gently over the dragon's chest, tracing along the grooves of his azure scales. Moans erupted from Levi's mouth as Paul passed over his nipple, causing the dragon's body to tense. Levi struggled to move his body through the haze of his overwhelming heat. “P–Paul! I… I can't. You're my tamer. I can't do this with my tamer!"

Paul's finger ran along Levi's chest and up his neck, pausing on his chin. He tipped Levi's face upward to face his own. “But you can. I'll make you," Paul barked. Adrenaline coursed through Paul's veins. His heartbeat quickened along with his breathing. He couldn't believe he could control Levi's body like this. The power intoxicated him. “I'm your tamer. And that means you do as I say," the boy ordered.

Levi jerked his head away, his breathing ragged. “N–no. You don't get to control me like this! I… mmph…" His maw gaped as Paul explored his digimon's body for the first time. The tamer's hands traveled from Levi's soft neck down to his broad shoulders, admiring the heft of his digimon's muscle. Each stroke of Levi's scales stoked the intensity of his heat. His claws clenched.

As Paul's hand traveled past Levi's chest, the dragon snapped out of his daze. His face contorted in rage. Before Paul could stop him, Levi harshly grasped Paul's wrist, forcing his tamer's hand away. Thick sinews bulged from his scaled arm. “I told you, no!" Levi shouted. “I don't know who you think you are, but you can't just molest me! I–I don't fucking care how many videos you watched, Paul."

Paul's gaze met that of the enraged digimon. He flashed a fake smile as his hand slipped deftly back to the digivice beside him. He watched the screen in his peripheral vision, moving swiftly through the menus as he stalled for time. “Yeah, I guess I can't. Ha, I don't know what came over me," he said, and shook his head. “I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, Levi."

Levi's chest muscles rippled as he scowled in anger. “You're lucky I'm not walking out of here right fucking now," Levi threatened. He sighed and furrowed his brow. “We should both put our clothes back on. Talking about this stuff together was a bad idea," he continued. His eyes then fixated on the digivice. He noticed Paul's fingers dancing on its screen. “And put that damn thing away, Paul. I swear to god if you don't reset – ah! Ah!"

The tamer grinned devilishly. It was too late. “Feeling different, Levi?" he teased, and raised the digivice's screen to the dragon's prone face. Levi's expression contorted in terror. Paul said, “See this? It's your touch sensitivity setting, idiot. I just turned it to nine. Looks like the big bad dragon isn't very powerful anymore. Good luck fighting back now."

Furious, Levi attempted to leap forward onto Paul, but the tamer outstretched his palm and brushed it against the dragon's nipple. Levi promptly collapsed in a squirming heap. Every little sensation wracked his body with pleasure, causing him to convulse. His eyes were wide as he stared at Paul. “What… the… fuck…?"

“Stop squirming. Just lay back and enjoy it," Paul commanded, his hand still resting on Levi's chest. He noticed Levi's scales were surprisingly soft and malleable. His hand traced down further past the flamedramon's chest and belly and onto his thick thighs. The warmth of his digimon's nethers practically made Paul drool. He slid himself closer and closer to the flamedramon's slit.

Levi recoiled and moaned, attempting to pull himself away. His clawed paw managed to weakly wrap itself around Paul's arm. “S–stop! Please don't do this. Please," he sputtered. His eyes pleaded with Paul, his fury melting into fear. Desperate pleas flowed from his quivering maw. “I–I'll do anything. I'll clean the room. Just don't…just stop!"

His pathetic pleas were met with silent judgment. The tamer simply stared, savoring Levi's terror. He easily unhooked the dragon's claws from his arm, holding Levi's quivering paw against the couch as Paul's other arm explored between Levi's legs. The dragon's squirming was easily subdued.

Paul then tenderly caressed the outside of Levi's slit, watching his prey's face contort in a mix of horror and pleasure. His fingers grazed the tip of Levi's dick, coaxing it further out. The tamer couldn't help but stare as it emerged, throbbing in search of a breeding partner. Levi's penis was thicker and longer than expected, measuring about six inches when erect. A girthy head sat atop its studded shaft, rounded draconic spines laying along it. A few thick veins contracted rhythmically as they pumped blood, making Levi's glans flare in time with his heartbeat. A small bead of precum formed on its tip.

“Wow. You're bigger than expected," Paul teased, causing Levi to look away in embarrassment. The boy then slid his fingers gently past Levi's cock and into his slit. He was immediately greeted by the warm moisture of the flamedramon's cavity, a thin coating of precum coating its walls. Levi's ridged knot remained hidden within the slit, rounding out the end of his long shaft. It shivered as Paul maneuvered his hand around it, pressing upward on Levi's soft flesh. The flamedramon's spine arched as he yelped and squealed.

Frantic pleas erupted from the digimon. “P–please! Stop! Ah! Those are my… um… ah…"

Paul raised an eyebrow. His grip on Levi's arm tightened. “Your what?"

Levi whined. “You're pressing on my… my balls…" He couldn't bear to look in Paul's eyes. The wriggling sensation of his tamer's hand shot up his spine like lightning. “J–just please be gentle," he begged.

Paul grinned. “You make such cute prey," he whispered, and again pressed gently upward inside Levi's slit. He immediately felt the surrounding flesh tense. The flamedramon moaned, his knot pulsating helplessly, begging to be touched.

“Aww. Your knot wants some attention too," Paul teased. He wrapped his fingers gingerly around it, causing Levi's pelvis to instinctively shoot forward. A groan emanated from the dragon's maw. “What is it, Levi? Is your knot too sensitive?" Paul asked, slowly running his fingertips along its spined edges. The nut pulsated with each stroke.

Pulling himself together, Levi narrowed his eyes at Paul. He mustered a weak grimace. Labored, hate-laden words ejected from his throat:

“Fuck…you…"

The words made Paul frown. “Oh, c'mon, Levi. You'll have to be nicer than that," he said. His fingers wrapped slowly around Levi's knot, holding it tight. Levi spasmed in pain, once again throwing his head back and involuntarily throwing his hips forward. Paul continued, “I can't have my obedient pet being so… bad-mannered. So if you do something like that, I'll have to punish you from now on. And the digivice will make sure it hurts. Okay?"

Levi grunted. He refused to look Paul in the eyes. His breath was heavy.

The dragon's lack of response aggravated Paul. The tamer squeezed harder. Levi yelped and twisted himself in pain. Paul repeated, “Okay?"

The flamedramon nodded, whimpering.

Paul grinned. “Good boy," he said.

The tamer then removed his hand, holding it before his eyes. A thin film of moisture covered it, webbing between his fingers. He held it to Levi's face. “Lick it off," he commanded. “You made a mess. So now you have to clean it up."

Levi's face contorted into an expression of aroused disgust. He hesitatingly licked the clear liquid off of Paul's fingers, taking his tamer's hand fully in his maw. He stared upward at his captor, who stared back with a smug, power-hungry grin. “Good boy," Paul said. “Make sure to get every drop."

Paul then removed his hand from Levi's maw, wiping his saliva on the flamedramon's tummy. Levi breathed heavily. “Why are you doing this?" the dragon asked.

The boy thought for a moment. He rolled his eyes and shrugged. “I guess I just realized how much power I have over you," he said. “And now that I know, I want to use it. I need to. Even if it means raping you," he said. His grasp on Levi tightened. “So don't bother fighting back," he threatened.

Paul quickly reached to the side table, grasping the digivice's cold metal. He deftly opened the control menu and scrolled through it. Levi was freed from Paul's grasp for only a moment, but didn't have the coordination to free himself from the tamer's weight. Each attempt at movement sent a flash of pleasure through Levi's heat-stricken body, causing him to convulse.

Before long, Paul had located the right option: the paralysis dial. He turned it upward to half, further immobilizing the helpless digimon. “There we go. Now I know you can't get away. Not like you could with your skin so sensitive, anyway," Paul taunted.

He then lowered his head downward, laying himself eye-level with Levi's cock. He held it tenderly in his hand, admiring its weight. “I've always wanted to taste this," he said, and gingerly kissed its tip, taking Levi's precum in his mouth. The bitter tang of the flamedramon's lust sent shivers down Paul's spine. Acrid musk filled his nostrils, a cocktail of sweat and excitement, causing a wide grin to spread across the boy's face.

“You don't have to do this," Levi begged. He gasped as Paul tightened his grip. “Please don't breed me…"

Paul smiled. “But it feels good, doesn't it? Just relax. I'll take care of the rest," he said. And he closed his lips around the tip of Levi's cock, suckling gently on the curved ridges of the dragon's glans. The ribbed cock quivered helplessly in Paul's mouth, dribbling drops of sour precum down the boy's throat. Paul ran his tongue across Levi's tip, relishing each contraction of the flamedramon's abdominals. Muffled moans escaped Levi's maw as he was thoroughly violated by Paul's warm mouth.

The tamer then moved his mouth downward onto Levi's shaft, bathing his prey's tummy in his hot breath. He took the dragon inside him as deeply as he could, sputtering only a bit. His lips kissed Levi's newly exposed draconic knot with each pump of his tight throat. Paul's jaw burned, but he didn't care. Levi's lust tasted too good. The tamer worked his tongue over every little crease of Levi's cock, tracing along his exposed veins and across every stud and ridge. He felt the flamedramon's quick heartbeat pounding against his neck. Every tense made Paul feel even more powerful, his cock leaking copious precum on the couch cushion between Levi's thighs.

Frantic moans escaped Levi's maw. He threw his head back, his groin weakly thrusting into his tamer's mouth. “P–Paul! Paul, please! No more! It's too much! I—I'm about to cum!"

Paul then quickly pulled Levi out of his mouth, leaving the dragon's cock pulsating aimlessly in the cold air. He licked the precum off his lips, relishing in the dragon's frustration. He reached for the digivice and scoffed. “Hmm. I don't really know if you deserve to cum yet," Paul said. He looked up at Levi's face with a disapproving glare. The tamer continued, “You were so mean to me before. Cumming is only for good boys. Unless you can promise to be a good flamedramon, I can't let you cum."

Levi could only muster two words in response: “Fuck. Off."

Paul's finger glided across the screen, activating Levi's orgasm control. “Fine," the boy said. “Then I'll torture you until you swear to obey."

He then climbed onto the prone flamedramon, hovering his ass above the dragon's cock. “Last chance," he threatened. But Levi didn't look at his tamer. He stared away, sweat forming on his brow.

Paul placed his palms on the dragon's tummy and slowly slid his ass down onto Levi's thick member. The tamer's saliva provided lubrication. He gasped as he felt the vulnerable digimon enter him, moans flooding from his mouth. “F–fuck! You feel so… mmmph…" Paul's thoughts faded, his breath escaping in time with the rhythmic flaring of Levi's glans. The draconic spines of Levi's dick pressed against Paul's prostate, causing spurts of precum to dribble from the boy's cock.

Tears rolled from Levi's eyes as a mix of fury and arousal spurred his body into humping Paul's ass. He was barely in control of his movements anymore; instinct had almost fully taken over. Emotions swirled in the flamedramon's head: humiliation, hatred, betrayal, but perhaps the worst – belonging. As if, somewhere deep down, Levi enjoyed being obedient. He shook away the thought, focusing instead on the clenching of Paul's asshole. The dragon remained perpetually on the verge of orgasm, unable to tip himself over the edge. A frustrated groan fumbled from his lips.

Paul wiped the sweat from his forehead, continuing to grind himself on Levi's cock. Each hump brought the dragon deeper and deeper inside. “What? Frustrated, huh?" Levi teased. “Remember – you're keeping yourself in suspense. If only you'd – ah – agree to obey me, this would all be over sooner."

Levi shook. The pleasure was unbearable. He was fully inside Paul now, the quivering of the boy's insides sending the dragon into a breeding frenzy. The urge to cum chipped away at the poor digimon's consciousness, melting his resolve into nothingness. “P–please… no… don't make me beg," Levi cried. His hips continued to gyrate as he thrust himself into Paul, satisfying his heat. “My body won't even listen to me anymore," he pouted. Spittle flung from his lips as he spat his words outward. “Fuck you! F–fuck you!"

The tamer rolled his eyes, slowing himself to a halt. The feeling of Levi's pulsating cock fully inside him made him grit his teeth in pleasure. “F–fuck! Then… well, I guess I'll just massage your cock with my ass until you give up. And for good measure…" Paul reached for the digivice. “Let's turn your heat up. That'll really make you need to cum."

Levi's eyes widened in terror. He weakly raised an arm. “N–no! No, please! No more!"

Paul smirked. “No more? Well, you haven't given me what I wanted."

The dragon was on the verge of tears. His voice cracked as he spoke. “I can't take it anymore. My heat is too much. P–please let me cum. I'll… I'll obey. Alright?"

“Good boy!" Paul exclaimed. He reached over and petted behind Levi's ears. The dragon looked away in embarrassment. “That's what I've been waiting for, cutie! Now, let's change these settings." He deftly turned off Levi's orgasm prevention, setting the metal device to the side. “Now," the tamer continued. “Let's get down to work."

He began to grind once more on Levi's cock, savoring each of his pet's shivers. Levi's knot kissed Paul's hole with each hump, sending the pet into a pool of bliss. His body gasped and thrashed as he felt Paul squeeze the vulnerable digimon's cock tighter and tighter inside his warm asshole.

“Getting close already?" Paul asked, exasperated. Levi nodded, grunts erupting from his maw.

In response, Paul reached behind himself and worked a hand inside of Levi's slit, gently pushing upward on his testes. Immediately he felt the dragon tense, squealing pathetically. The dragon's groin thrust harshly into Paul's ass. Paul braced himself and continued to massage Levi's cock with his insides, feeling the helpless dragon orgasm at his command. Waves of warm, sour cum shot inside Paul as Levi's contracting slit pinched the boy's hand.

The tamer continued to massage Levi's ribbed shaft until every drop of cum had been milked, then released his prey. Levi's cock fell from Paul's ass with a satisfying smack, pulsating helplessly against the dragon's white tummy. Large spurts of seed dripped from Paul's insides and pooled on the flamedramon's groin. Levi whimpered. Paul gasped for air, taking a moment to orient himself.

“I loved the sounds you made as you came," Paul remarked. He brushed his hair back and wiped his forehead. “You make such an amazing fucktoy."

Levi simply stared at Paul. “I–I can't believe you made me do that," he said.

Paul shrugged. “Better believe it," he teased. “But I'm not even close to done with you." He then straddled Levi's chest, placing his cock only a couple inches above Levi's maw. His prey's warm breath washed over his shaft. A drop of precum dripped sloppily onto the flamedramon's nose, allowing the dragon to smell his captor's lust.

“Suck it," Paul commanded.

Levi weakly shook his head. “No. I–I can't."

Paul frowned. “You can. You just won't." He reached for the digivice. “Don't worry. I'll make you." He searched for a moment, quickly coming across Levi's heat dial. He turned it up three more notches, causing Levi to moan. The dragon's muscles contracted uncontrollably. The scent of Paul's lust caused him to convulse, his draconic tongue uncontrollably licking his captor's lust off of his nose. The musk of the boy's cock proved irresistible through the tortured haze of Levi's mind.

“F–fuck!" Levi yelled. More squeals and thrashing, which were easily subdued. “I… I can't…" Levi whimpered. Words then escaped his mouth before he could think twice. “Fine. U–use me…just make it quick."

Paul grinned. “Since you asked so nicely, I can." He moved his member closer to Levi's maw. The dragon immediately took him inside, wrapping his forked tongue around the boy's veined cock. Levi lapped frantically at Paul's lust, savoring the tart musk of his tamer's package.

A frenzied smile rose to Paul's face. He grabbed the back of his digimon's head, pushing Levi's maw down onto his dick. Faint sputters and gags emanated from the poor digimon as he thrust his throat back and forth across Paul's leaking cock. The boy throbbed rhythmically with each hump.

“Fuck, you're tight," Paul said, eliciting a whine from Levi. He pushed himself up against the roof of Levi's maw, feeling along the grooves of the dragon's palate. Levi's soft tongue cushioned the boy's cock from below. “A–ah! You didn't tell me your maw was ribbed. It feels good," Paul teased.

Levi squealed in response, as if trying to talk. A tear rolled from his eye. Paul removed himself from the flamedramon's mouth, giving him an opportunity to speak.

“What is it?" Paul asked, already knowing the answer.

“Why are you doing this to me?" Levi pleaded.

Paul simply responded, “Because I've always wanted a cocksleeve. Now shut up and get back to work." And he shoved himself back inside Levi's gaping maw.

The digimon's nose pressed fully against Paul's pungent pubic hair as the boy pumped Levi's maw back and forth across his member. Levi weakly attempted to pull his maw away, but Paul clamped it shut. “If you don't want to go back to your digivice, you'll swallow my cum," he threatened. More frustrated whines.

It wasn't long before Paul felt his abdominals begin to tense. His thrusts became rougher, breaking his steady rhythm. Hot breath puffed from his nostrils. His thin chest rose and fell. “F–fuck. Good boy. Take it. There we go," he said, grasping the digimon by his ears. He stared into Levi's watering, desperate eyes as he forced his cock deeper and deeper into the dragon's throat. Paul moaned, his humping reduced to nothing but frantic quivering. He grasped the flamedramon as harshly as he could. His back arched. “Levi! I–I'm cumming!" Paul's cock then instinctually burrowed deep inside the dragon's throat, surges of warm seed filling Levi's tummy. Cum overflowed from the dragon's maw, spilling onto his azure scales and painting them white.

Paul then removed himself from the digimon's maw, allowing his pet to recuperate. Salty cum stuck to Levi's tongue as he gulped the last of Paul's seed, gazing helplessly at his captor.

“P–please… no more…" Levi begged. His jaw ached from the constant sucking. Residual cum dripped from Paul's dick onto the humiliated monster's nose. The tamer stared downward at him.

“Hands and knees," Paul commanded.

Levi recoiled. “Wh–what?"

Paul rolled his eyes. He said, “Right, you're paralyzed. I'll do it for you." His hands wrapped around Levi's thighs, easily flipping the scaled digimon onto his tummy. He then raised Levi to his hands and knees, leaving the flamedramon frozen in that position.

“What are you doing?" Levi asked. He could barely turn his head to look behind him.

Paul hovered his cock closer to Levi's ass. It glistened with a lubricating mix of saliva and cum. “Making you my cocksleeve," he responded. “Oh, and I'm done just being your tamer. Call me master from now on."

Levi yelped in surprise as Paul entered him, his tail twitching in the cold air. “A–ah! Master, what are you– ah!" The dragon's body melted into a submissive mess. His arms collapsed under his own weight, his chubby ass hanging pathetically in the air. His asshole contracted around Paul's girth. “I… I can barely hold myself up…" Levi whined.

“What? Too weak? Then I'll help you out," Paul said. He grabbed Levi's tail and held the flamedramon's ass up in the air. “Don't worry. This won't take long," he continued, and began thrusting into his pet's warmth.

Paul's cock rubbed harshly against the dragon's prostate, causing Levi's cock to emerge from his sheath once more. Lust leaked from its tip and dribbled onto the couch, his knot flaring with each thrust of his master. Levi felt his mind breaking into a million pieces, melting into a small unconscious puddle. He could no longer resist in any capacity; his duty was to be bred, to feel his master's seed fill him up in every orifice. He was a cocksleeve, nothing more.

Broken moans and pleas escaped the pet's mouth. He couldn't control himself. Spurts of precum flowed from his prostate through his cock and onto the couch's fabric. “P–please, master! Please fill me up! I need your cock! M–my heat is unbearable. I need you to cum inside me!" Levi begged.

“Good boy," Paul said, pushing his chest up against Levi's back. “Very good. Fuck, yeah. Grind on me. Just like that."

Levi squealed as he sloppily forced himself down on Paul's cock. Every thrust, every throb, every drop of cum which seeped into him sent the dragon deeper into his breeding frenzy. He needed more. Much more. He wanted to be filled to the brim. His tummy tensed. His breathing quickened. Mindless moans escaped his maw.

“Fuck! Master! I'm gonna cum! You're–ah! Ah!" Levi pushed back against Paul with the last of his energy, shoving his master inside of himself as deep as he could. His limbs spasmed uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back. Cum exploded from his cock once more, leaving the dragon a twitching mess.

The contractions of Levi's ass sent Paul into a world of bliss. The tamer humped faster, each thrust causing more cum to erupt from the dragon's dick. Paul began to feel himself tense again. His grip on the dragon's tail tightened. The smell of seed and lust filled the air. He felt himself travel deep, deeper inside his prey's ass. An animalistic growl sounded from his chest. “Take it!" he commanded, shoving himself as deep as he could. Seed then erupted from the boy's cock, filling the dragon's ass. Levi gasped at the sudden warmth. Paul twitched inside his prey. The two remained still for a moment, interconnected, enjoying each other's touch.

Paul then released Levi's tail, dropping the poor digimon into a pool of his own cum. Sperm seeped from the monster's violated ass. Paul turned to wipe himself off, giving Levi a moment of reprieve.

The monster simply laid there in his own filth, unable to move. Salty tears rolled from Levi's eyes as he quietly cried. He couldn't believe he was raped by his own tamer. And he couldn't believe that, deep down, some part of him loved it. The fear of being vulnerable, the pain of getting fucked in the ass, the humiliation… he hated it, yet he still wanted his master's cum. No, he needed it. He needed it more than anything else. Why? Why was he such a perverted monster?

“I–I don't understand…" Levi whimpered pathetically. He tried to sit up, but his body remained limp. He only managed to quiver his arms. More tears and groans.

The tamer chuckled, staring downward at the prone dragon. “I could get used to this," Paul said. But Levi was exhausted. He could only whine in response.