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The next day Kristina and Verenice are awakened by Gnaria. He holds their muzzles shut and gives the shhh motion with his hands. He looks up at Zirra who is fast asleep in her large bed easily big enough to fit all four of them in there. He draws them away from their cozy bed and into the bathroom as it has become clear to them that the room that Kristina and Verenice had before, is an exact duplicate of this room. Gnaria closes the door and looks at his two now salandit friends.

Kristina speaks up first, “What is it Gnaria?”

“It’s Gnaria… I mean Glephnaria… you know what I mean,” he whispers.

Verenice asks, “You okay?”

Gnaria sighs, “The question is are we okay? Just look at us,” he climbs up onto the sink so he can see himself fully in the mirror, his shiny reflective, latex-like salandit body. “We we--are mighty dragons, how could we let this happen to us?”

Verenice looks up at him, “She’s the Mistress. We let her do it. After all she is our Mistress. Just like Mistress Zirra is,” he replies feeling a shiver of delight run down his spine up into his mind making his whole being feel good.

“Yeah, this is kind of enjoyable? Don’t you agree?” Kristina asks.

“Yes but…” Gnaria feels a shiver of delight, “That’s not the point! We were forcefully transformed and are being turned into salandit slaves.”

Kristina grins, “I know, its great huh?”

Gnaria tenses and smacks himself on the forehead, “For the love of… How could two dragons be so submissive.”

Verenice replies with a smile, “Well you did train us well when you were our Master.”

Gnaria nods and grins, “Yes I did, didn’t I? That was… stop getting me off track. We need to figure out what to do next. We need to find a way to get close the Mistress.”

Kristina nods, “Yes I agree. I want to get close to her, very close,” as his eyes half close while his member starts to grow hard.

“I actually really like Zirra, but the Mistress is great too,” Verenice replies, “But what do you propose?”

Gnaria lifts his hand, raising a finger before dropping it, “I… I don’t know to be honest. Everything has happened so fast. I am still wrapping my head around it. Around how delightful everything is. How good it feels how--,” Gnaria slaps himself on the face, “How it's hard to keep proper focus.”

Kristina thinks for a moment, “We should maybe go with it?”

Gnaria tilts his head, “What? Kiru...stina that is a horrible idea, why do you suggest that?”

“I don’t know. It just feels like a good idea. Like we want to get close to her, the best way is to use the system in place for that.”

“Well… that isn’t too bad of an idea now that you explain it that way.”

“What do you think Viratanice?”

“I, I don’t know really. I just feel so good… it's nice to be near Zirra, it feels already like she’s in this room with us. Her sweet scent has a hint of strawberries to it. Its delightful, wonderful, I feel a bit bothered having left the bed, but I know this chat is important.”

Zirra chuckles as she stands leans against the door frame, the door having been slowly opened without them noticing, “Yes that is an important chat, you should have included your Mistress in on it,” as a sudden burst of Zirra pheromones floods the room overwhelming the senses of the three. “The first thing you need to learn is there are rules and a hierarchy. You need to respect that hierarchy. If you do not you will never move up the ladder and never get close to the Mistress, do I make myself clear little ones?”

Verenice bites his lower lip as he looks up at Zirra, his eyes glued on her luscious naked form, her glowing magenta belly and chest marks as he walks up to her, “Yes Mistress. Of course.”

Kiru pants, a blush coming over him, “Yes Mistress. Perfectly clear.”

Gnaria stares Zirra straight into her eyes as she stares right back, a second wave of pheromones washes over him as he breaks his gaze and looks around, “Of course Mistress.”

“Good. Since you three are not in the mood to rest with me before I have to go to work, why don’t you make me a nice hot breakfast. I’ll be waiting for it in bed. Don’t disappoint me,” Zirra commands as she flicks her tail in their direction as she turns around, heading back to the bedroom as the three salandites scream out.

“Yes Mistress!” as they rush to the kitchen and get to cooking.

Zirra slips back into the soft silky bed as she watches the three scramble to make something for her. She smirks as she nestels up against some pillows, “This is nice. I can see why Mistress likes it so much. But I can’t let my guard down. I have to whip them into shape, or I will lose Mistress’ faith and trust in me.”

Each passing day the three salandits worked. Their new job kept them working constantly together helping guests. Bringing luggage up to their rooms, moving luggage from one room to another if on the rare occasion a guest ordered an upgrade. On occasion they were even ordered to be pleasure company for a horny guest or two.

They work together, play together, serve together, and spend a majority of their time together. The odd feeling of not having their previous draconic form faded after the first few weeks. The phantom limbs of their wings, no longer bothered them, and when it did? They felt happier for it.

It’s been three months since their transition into their new lives and now, Gnaria, Kristina, and Verenice now stand in the lobby in the wee hours of the morning. They lean up against each other and yawn.

“I hate the midnight shift,” complains Gnaria.

“It’s almost over, look the sun is already up,” replies Verenice.

“At least it is an easy shift. Few guests to help with their belongings to their room.”

“Yeah but few will tip us and then we won’t have anything to share with our Mistress,” Gnaria grunts, crossing his arms across his chest.

“Right… damn, hopefully we get someone our shift ends in ten minutes,” Kiru complains just as a long black sleek limo pulls up into the driveway underneath the porte-cochere. It stops as a chauffeur gets out of the vehicle, a well-dressed human who goes to the door facing the hotel and opens it.

“Look, guests!” Verenice states as he rushes out.

“They look rich too,” Gnaria remarks as he follows.

“Finally, I was so bored,” comments Kristina as the three little salandits approach the limo just as a blue arctic fox steps out of the limo. His fine attire can’t hide his rugged nature. The arctic fox whistles as he looks around.

“This place does look nice Kiru, I am so glad I picked this place to get married,” he chuckles just as the three salandits approach him. Kristina hears the name and feels a small caress in the back of his mind, but then he notices the fox looking down at him and his two siblings and focuses.

“Greetings! Welcome to the Sazzle Dazzle Salamander Casino! We hope you enjoy your stay here. May we help you with your bags?” asks Gnaria as he gives a bow.

The arctic fox smiles, his blue tails swish behind him, “Why of course, thank you. Hey Kiru there are these salandits here to help us with our luggage,”he says into the limo.

Kiru responds, “I told you Dex that this is a great place for a wedding. We’re going to get married on the beach, everything will be set up, it will be just wonderful,” Kiru says as a white silver dragon slides out of the limousine.

“I know but I can tease you, can’t I?” Dex remarks as he gives Kiru’s scaled panted rump a firm squeeze, causing the dragon to jump.

Kiru blushes, “Not in public hun,” he looks around.

“Its five in the morning, no one is here.”

“The salandits are here.”

“Like they care, they are doing their job,” Dex replies as the salandits grab the luggage from the back. They work together to pull each piece out, Verenice rushes to get a dolly as they realize just how much stuff is in the trunk.

“Too bad we can’t have our honeymoon here,” Dex sighs.

Kiru rubs the back of his head, “I was lucky to get time off for this in the first place. My boss has really been riding my ass to get things working.”

“Hey, I thought I am the only one allowed to do that.”

Kiru blushes, “You know what I mean…” as the two couples chat it up while the salandits do their work. The three listen on, curious to what they have to say. Kristina looks at the tall white scaled dragon that gives this odd sensation in the back of his mind. He adjusts his collar on his uniform as they push the cart into the main lobby. Gnaria sets them up with their biometric key cards.

“You know my work doesn’t have this. They really should invest in it,” Kiru remarks.

“Hun, let's not talk about your work, okay? Tomorrow is our day, and I just want to take the time just talking about us, while we can,” Dex replies as he smooches Kiru on the cheek.

Kiru blushes pink, “Okay, now it is just us talk,” as they head up to their rooms. The salandits dropping all of their items, Gnaria holding out his hand as Dex gives them a relatively nicely sized tip before the three depart.

Gnaria counts the money, “Not bad, newlyweds always tip well.”

“Kristina, did you notice that that dragon had your former name?” Verenice asks.

Kristina blinks for a moment as his eyes go wide, “That is what it was! I was going. Damn that name sounds so familiar. That would have been awkward if I met them earlier. Two white dragons named Kiru? That just be weird. Glad I am Krstina now,” he smiles.

Verenice nods, “Yeah that be strange. Like meeting a twin or something you never knew you had,” he replies.

“I am for one glad I kept my strong domineering Gnaria name,” Gnaria grins as they head back to the elevator and with their shift now over they return to their room. They enter their room where Zirra’s scent lingers heavily in the air. The three move to the bedroom and see she is still fast asleep in her bed.

“She’s still asleep,” whispers Verenice as he watches the silky sheets rise and fall as the salazzle shifts in the bed.

Gnaria grins, “Excellent, let's get to cooking then.”

Kristina nods, “Right,” as the three slink back to the kitchen. They open the doors quietly, moving one pan at a time, as quietly as possible they work to make a meal for her. Zirra awakens to the smell of freshly cooked breakfast. Her eyes crack open as she can see from the bed the three salandits busily cooking her meal. Closing her eye as she pretends to sleep till she feels a push on her shoulder.

“Huh?” she feigns waking up as she looks to see Verenice standing there, “Morning lovely little one,” she lets out a long yawn.

“Morning Mistress,” the three salandits greet as Kristina and Gnaria move the tray of food over her, going nice and slow as to not spill anything.

“Breakfast in bed? How delightful, thank you my precious little ones,” she replies stretching as she sits up as she quickly gets down to eating.

“Welcome Mistress,” the three salandits reply as Zirra shifts in bed,as she pulls the bed covers up allowing her feet to poke through,

Zirra looks over at the two salandits standing beside her“Kristina, Gnaria you know what to do,” as she reaches over to gently pet underneath Verenice’s chin.

Verenice shivers and moans softly with a long yawn as Zirra continues to pet him as the other two move over to her feet, “Yes Mistress,” as they hold her feet up, their hands gently caressing the souls as they lick and nuzzle the toes that happily curls around their heads.

Zirra moans softly as she gets back to eating, “Such good little ones, so tired from working all night yet you still managed the effort to make me breakfast in bed. I’m so proud of all of you,” she compliments as her musk fills the air, filling nostrils, their lungs with her sweet delicious essence. The three press themselves against their Mistress, Kristina and Gnaria rubbing her feet with their bodies as Verenice closes his eyes to just focus on her gentle touches and pets.

“You three may polish me today. Take great effort, today is a very important day, and unfortunately a long oneway for you three,” she explains once she finishes eating.

“Yes Mistress. We understand Mistress,” they reply as they salandits first scramble to get the now empty tray of food out of her way before fetching clothes and polish. When they return they will find Zirra laying on her back on top of the bed sheets her legs spread, tail slightly hiked to give them a teased view of her form, “Get to work, and don’t miss a single spot.”

“Yes Mistress!” the three yell as they rush to her, pouring the polish into the clothes as they each take a spot. Gnaria by her feet and legs, Kristina by her rump and back, while Verenice works Zirra’s shoulders and head. Zirra closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan.

“Yes, just like that. Once you are done you will polish each other then we’ll head off to receive your quarterly review.”

“That’s today?” asks Verenice with another yawn.

“Yes it is. We’ll get to see Mistress again,” Zirra replies as she closes her eyes, moaning softly to herself as the three can feel a quiver of delight rush over her, as she and the three salandits start thinking about the Mistress with eagerness and delight. Zirra flips over onto her back revealing her wet glistening sex, her arousal causing the three to grow hard as their pink members slip out of their male slits. They do nothing about their eagerness as they continue to diligently polish their Mistress. Their clothes run across her shiny skin which now glistens as its polished, her stripes glow brightly as her purple eyes watch over the three in her charge. Once done she slips out of bed, checking over herself as they take a moment to get themselves ready for the big day.

A knock on the door causes Gnaria to rush to it, “I’ll get it!” as he opens the door to see Emi standing there. Gnaria’s vision reinforces the thought in the back of his mind, “Emi, superior salazzle, above Mistress, below THE Mistress.

“Greetings Emi,” Gnaria replies with a gracious bow, “How may I help you?” he asks.

“I am here to pick you four up for your meeting. The Mistress wanted me to personally escort you four to her quarters,” she explains as she grins down at him. Gnaria shivers as he feels her gaze piercing right through him, “Aren’t we excited one to see the Mistress,” she muses as her scent rolls over his face, causing his member to twitch in delight.

Gnaria shivers and feels his cheeks warm up, “Y-yes. I will inform Mistress right away of your arrival,” he replies turning and only manages to take a few steps before Zirra and the other two salandits who are right behind her, approach.

“I heard little one. Now get in line, we have the Mistress to meet,” she replies with a hint of eagerness. Her scent and arousal taking an uptick in strength as Emi motions Zirra to follow. Zirra swallows a little lump in her throat before steeling herself, her walk subtly shifting from one of lustful composure to nervousness. Her swaying hips lose a little of their fluidity, as the three salandits watch her teasing firm rump from behind, following in the wake of the scent of the two salazzles leading the way.

Quickly they are lead back to the top floor, through the main hallway down to the right back to the first room they entered when they first accepted the Mistress’ job offer. When the doors open it’s like an explosion of scents and arousal pushing down onto them. Emi’s tail twitches slightly as Zirra’s legs shake. She swallows another lump in her throat as she takes a deep audible breath and walks forward. Kristina almost releases her load right then and there at the shock pleasure while Gnaria and Verenice press forward as they almost feel like they are floating towards the source of it all.

They see the Mistress sitting on the throne, dressed in fine silks, legs crossed, leaning against an arm rest as her head rests on hand. A dozen salazzles surround her chair, sitting there in near worship of her, while two of the salazzles stand at attention on either side. They look forward as you can see the strain placed upon them not to look at the Mistress.

“They are here Mistress just as you requested,” Emi states as she gives a bow, which Zirra follows in kind, quickly followed by the three salandits.

“Excellent you make resume your place,” the Mistress states as Emi eagerly rushes over to a spot on the left of the throne, joining the others as they all lean in close. Zirra stands tall and straight once again as she stops a few feet short of the closest salazzle that surround the throne.

“I am pleased to report Mis--” her words are suddenly cut off when the Mistress raises a hand. The motion causes her to tense and flinch as she takes a deep breath, holding it in.

“See, how rude it is to interrupt someone?”

Zirra stares at the floor as she releases her breath, “Yes Mistress. I am sorry for the interruption from last time Mistress.”

There is a long pause. Verenice, Kristina and Gnaria watch as they glance at each other and then back at their Mistress, as her toes run across the ground, her body tense, arms behind her back, head remaining low as she pants.

“I forgive you this time my sweet lovely. Afterall you did what you promised. You helped produce three fine salandits eager to serve you and obey your every whim,”the three salandits watch as Zirra’s body relaxes as she lets out a sigh of relief until the Mistress’ gaze turns to them, “ They know who they are, and their place, don’t you little ones?”

The three tense up, the Mistress’ scent rolls over to them, mixing and enhancing Zirra’s scent, but also establishing that the Mistress was at the very top of the food chain, “Yes Mistress!” the three salandits yell out in near unison.

The Mistress smirks at the display as she shifts in the throne a little, leaning on the other armrest now as eagerness washes over on the salazzles on the new leaning side while jealousy and sadness rolls over the previously favored end.

“Good. Very good. Zirra, I have gone over the reports. The observations, the cameras. I saw all that I needed to know. You’ve worked hard. Showing that dominating spark I always knew that you had deep within you.”

“Thank you Mistress. It was my pleasure to do so,” Zirra replies.

“Was it now?”

Zirra looks up, “What?”

“Was it your pleasure to dominate these three? To take them, mold them, guide them, to control them like a natural born salazzle is meant to do.”

Zirra tenses, her sex twitches, “Y-yes Mistress. It was delightful and wonderful.”

The Mistress’ sex twitches as it starts to glisten with her arousal, “Excellent. You were such a shy salandit when I found you with your sister. It is nice to see you come along so nicely after all this time.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

The Mistress returns her gaze to the salandits, “Step up to the edge of my throne little ones. It is time I reward you three for your digilant service.”

Gnaria wonders as they all walk up to her, “What could this reward be?”

Verenice’s heart races as he gets closer, “So close… so close. Keep calm. Stay strong.”

Kristina thinks, “Please don’t cum. Please don’t cum. Mistress won’t like it if I get her carpet dirty,” as they feel like they are moving through a heated swamp. The air thick not with humidity but with the Mistress’ aroma. Her scent pushing away all the other salazzles’ despite how close they are to her.

“It is time I bring you one step closer to serving me,” she chuckles as she sits straight up in her chair. She raises her hand as her blue eyes stare at the three and with a few flicks of her wrist, a hot burning pleasure bursts through all three of them.

They let out a helping hiss as their hips back forward, a burning hot delight courses through their members as the Mistress motions with her hand as Zirra sprints to get in front of them, diving down just in the knick of time as all three of the salandits release a load of hot juicy cum onto their Mistress.

Gnaria pants heavily his hands reaching down to feel his member as it burns and quakes to the touch. It quives and throbs, as he can’t help but rub the sensitive flesh as he feels it move with each throbbing pulse, but not in the way he expects. Like holding a deflating balloon, he feels his member grow smaller, “Is this what I think it is?” he wonders with a deep moan.

Kiru watches his cum fly through the air, just being caught in time by Zirra’s body. His sigh in relief is overran by a needy moan as he grabs himself. His thumbs run across the sensitive cockhead. With each rub he feels the head retreat just a little bit, causing his hands to slide down his cock just to keep up as he feels the pleasure and pressure within his cock build and grow, “What’s going on?” he thinks as he continues his self-pleasuring.

Verenice feels the heat coursing through his member. His hands twitch and bunch into fists as he bites his lower lip. His eyes go wide not when he climaxes but when he sees Mistress Zirra dive down belly up to catch his seed. It splatters along her face and neck as she looks up at him with her deep purple eyes. He breaks his gaze only to look at the tug and pull at his cock. Despite his hands remaining at his sides he sees the throbbing twitching member shrink down with each beat of his heart. The sleek pink flesh pulls inwards as the pleasure condenses, intensifies, “M-Mistress?” she moans out.

Zirra smiles, “Enjoy it.”

The Mistress watches as their cocks shrink down ruther and further, their slits growing longer, deeper, as her toes curl at the sight, “Yes, please enjoy it, I love it when it is enjoyed.”

Gnaria cries out again as only three fingers now can grasp and massage his little member, little bursts of cum shoot out, landing on Zira as his tiny penis makes the last efforts to express its maleness.

Kristina feels his smooth member, slip between down from three fingers to two… to one and her thumb. His finger and thumb roll the thin little member, as it gives out one last little spurt of jizz as it barely makes it out of his length, and down his fingers. The need to climax grows even stronger, his sex starting to twitch.

Verenice tries to hold back as he watches his member shrink down to a little nub, the cum slit shrinkign down right before an urge to climax hits. A surge of deep pleasure runs through her loins as her sex grows wet and moist. She looks down to see her needy wanting female sex. The last bits of male flesh becoming a sensitive pulsating, throbbing clitorous. The burning need that was once aching out between her legs goes ever deeper into her loins, burning hotter and hotter, wanting to be free, to release a torrent of bliss from deep within her body, but still she keeps her hands to her side as she simply watches her dripping sex and her Mistress admire her from her lying position, “Mistress…”

Gnaria follows his disappearing penis into her sex. She moans as her sex milks along her fingers, as she can feel her warm juices flow across her digits. Each rub within her feels twice as good as any cock massage she managed to give herself previously. Her raw sexual deasure causes her toes to tense, her eyes to close as she bucks forward, feeling herself so close to climax yet forever and a day away, “This can’t be happening… but it feels so good.”

Kristina hungrily dives her fingers into her sex. She feels it widen, and deepen, allowing her fingers to explore her new sex with increased lustful desire. Warm fluids pool into her palm as she drips heavily with her delight, “Yes, yes, yes,” she thinks as she moans out, he fingers going ever deeper as she stretches to her limit of just how far she can slide into herself.

Verenice looks at her sex, the tight dripping needing, wanting hole, eager to be touched, to be filled. Verenice takes a deep breath as she pulls herself from looking at her sex, at her Mistress as she looks up at the Mistress, “H-how?” she shivers.

The Mistress muses as she leans forward, “Silly little one. As I told you. You gave your bodies to me. I control them. I can make them the gender I desire.”

Gnaria shudders as she manages to say, “But you used molds…”

The Mistress gives a cute domineering grin, “Merely for show and my pure enjoyment of watching you get squeezed into shape.”

Gnaria pants heavily as her sex twitches, “We’re just shaped like salandits?”

“Oh no, you are salandits, through and through, and now you are female, through and through,” she chuckles, “Now stop touching yourselves, you’ve done enough of that already,” she commands as her aura of authority washes over them. Gnaria’s and Kristina’s hands go still as they pull their hands beside themselves.

“Good little ones, now clean off your Mistress, you left such a dirty mess on her, I prefer my lovelies to be clean of male seed when they are around me.”

“Yes Mistress!” The three salandits feel a compulsion to drop onto their hands and knees. Their hands gently caress the Mistress’ side as she moves down to lap across their own salty seed. They taste the last of their masculinity on their tongues, slithering across their Mistress’ skin as her scent is once again noticeable in such close proximity. Her sweet aroma on their noses, causes Verenice to tense and let out a long shuddering moan as her hot juices flood down her legs. Her first of many female climaxes washes over her as Zirra gently pets Verenice’s head, “Sweet little one, you shouldn’t have done that. Mistress loves to cause the first climax for new females.”

Verenice tenses at Mistress Zirra’s words as the other two salandits continue to lick clean the excess cum from her body, leaving not a trace on her, as their sexes pulsate with warmth and deep longing desire. Verenice looks up at the Mistress, her sex twitches as she stares down at her with her deep blue eyes.

“Zirra is right, but… seeing you did not even touch yourself during the whole transition… I will only punish you a little bit as we will start your next stage of training to become the women that I want you to become,” The Mistress muses as she looks over to one of her standing salazzles, motining her head down as she whispers something into her ear as the guard salazzle nods and runs off.

The Mistress continues to watch as the three salandits lick. Gnaria runs her tongue along the last dabs of male seed she spewed onto her Mistress. Her body tenses as she listens to the Mistress talk, “Verenice gets her focus? Just like that? I should have done something like that… if I do it now it will only be copying. I was a strong dragon I should be able to do more… why does this feel so good. I should just continue… show them how good I am at this,” she thinks.

Kristina shivers at hearing the Mistress talk in such an authoritative tone. Her sex twitches and quivers as she runs her tongue along the trail of male juices that she left on Zirra. She takes slow deep breaths, sniffing at Zirra’s skin, tasting her body and her scent on her tongue. She closes her eyes as her tail hikes a little, “The Mistress are so hot. So delicious. It feels so good to be like this. The pleasure the need burns so deep in my crotch. I love it.”

Verenice eyes up at the Mistress, “Sorry Mistress. I didn’t mean to.”

The Mistress chuckles, “I know, but I will still punish you for it,” as she looks off to the side just in time to see the sazzle return with a silver platter with a cover on top, “And it seems it's here already, how wonderful. Zirra I will give you the honors of popping them in. Do it slowly. I want to see them squirm.”

Zirra lifts a hand, “Stop little ones and stand straight,” she commands as the three salandits feel their sexes twitch as they do so, “Good, stand straight and tall in front of your Mistress and in front of my Mistress,” she grins as she sits up just as the metal tray is placed before them.

They look at the tray curiously as Zirra sits beside it. Zirra looks over her shoulder at the Mistress who gives a little nod go ahead as she lifts the top off with a soft metallic clank. Placed on there are three vibrating eggs, two are a deep purple while the third, and larger one is a deep magenta color. Each egg has a matching cord attached with a power and setting box with an adjustable strap.

“Do Gnaria first. She’s the most defiant one of the three.”

“Yes Mistress,” Zirra replies as she picks up the purple egg, she flips the setting on low, a soft hum is heard as she takes the egg and runs it across Gnaria’s sensitive budding female flesh.

“I can hand thhhhhiiooooohhhh,” Gnaria thinks as the egg touches her sex. The vibration shoots right through her, as her sex twitches and attempts to squeeze the top of the egg eagerly. Her warm juices leak out and onto the egg as Zirra continues to rub it along her opening, getting the entire egg soaked in the lustful salandit’s juices.

Zirra runs the egg sidewise along Gnaria’s sex as she sits off to the side, ensuring the Mistress gets a clear view. Gnaria feels now just how big the egg is as she gulps, “H-how did I get here…” she wonders as she looks at the Mistress again, her body tensing as Zirra presses the tip of the egg into her sex parting the lips.

“What did I say about looking at my Mistress? I am your Mistress, you are to look at me unless my Mistress demands your attention,” she states as she presses the egg hard against Gnaria’s clitorious, popping the vibration up a notch in the process.

“S-sorry M-Mistress!” Gnaria yells out in ecstasy as she felt herself on the edge, but just as she felt she was going to go over, Zirra pulls the egg back just enough to let her regain herself. Her breathes are heavy as she smells the heavy aroma of the Mistresses in the air.

“Sorry isn’t good enough,” she remarks as she pops the egg into Gnaria’s sex, the egg spreads her opening wide before passing the point of no return as the egg slips up and into her body.

Gnaria tenses as she arches her back, moaning deeply as the egg vibrates deep within her body, as she feels the sensation spread outwards from her needy loins, “For that, one notch higher, and you better keep it in,” Zirra commands as she notches the dial higher.

“Y-yes Mistress!” she shivers in delight as she feels Zirra put on and adjust the strap on her leg to keep the dial tied to her inner thigh. Zirra pulls rubs Gnaria’s twitching sex for a few moments before pulling her hand away, bringing it up to Gnaria’s muzzle.

“Lick,” Zirra commands.

“Yes Mistress,” Gnaria replies as she licks across Zirra’s wet sticky fingers as she tastes her own female juices for the first time. They are sweet with a little bit of a tang to it. Her tongue slithers across her Mistress’ palm as she looks at her domineering eyes, causing her body to squeeze down on the egg which makes her feel all the needier.

“Good girl,” Zirra compliments as she gently pets Gnaria’s head before she slides down over to Kristina who watched the entire scene unfold with anxious excitement. She tenses when Zirra looks into her eyes, “Are you ready for your egg my lovely little one?” she asks.

Kristina nods repeatedly, “Yes Mistress.”

Zirra runs her wet hand across Kristina’s sex, her finger runs across her folds, “Huh? What was that? I didn’t hear you over the moans of your sibling. Are you ready for your own egg.”

“Yes Mistress!” Kristina exclaims and pants her tail swishes quickly behind her.

Zirra smirks, “Good, but to know,” she says as she grabs the purple egg, turning it on as she runs it across Kristina’s sex, “Now that Mistress has promoted you to being female salandits. You will have more responsibilities. You can’t just be submissive things to everyone.”

“N-no?” Kristina asks with a shudder; the egg spreads her sex as it quivers at the touch as the vibrations shoot right through her. The salandit’s warm female juices flow over the egg making it glisten.

“No, you will need to be able to strut your stuff while…” she unceremoniously pops the egg into Kristina’s sex as it slides in with an audible pop, “remaining loyal and obedient to those above you.”

“Y-yes Mistress!” Kristina exclaims as the egg slides deep into her body, Zirra’s fingers push into her warm vent as she purposely pushes the egg even further into Kristina’s body. Kristina moans and pants heavily, taking slow deep breaths as she feels herself on the verge of climax. Zirra keeps the egg on a slow setting as she straps the dial to Kristina’s leg.

Placing her fingers in front of Kristina she commands, “Suck.”

“Yes Mistress,” Kristina replies as her lips wrap around her Mistress’ soft delicate fingers. She gently holds her Mistress’ hand with her own as she bobs her head up and down on each finger, cleaning along the digits, running her tongue in between before moving over to her palm as she licks her sweet and tangy mess.

“Very good little one. Now it's for your last sister to get her egg,” she replies as Zirra picks up the magenta colored egg. Zirra runs it through her fingers, “This is a big one, not sure if is my Mistress’ punishment to you or a reward… we shall see,” she chuckles as she turns the egg on low.

“Turn it to high,” The Mistress commands.

Zirra tenses as she then nods, “Yes Mistress, as you wish,” as she slides the dial all the way to high as the egg loudly vibrates, visibly shaking within Zirra’s grasp. Soft whispers from other salazzles in the room are heard but not understood as they too are watching the display unfold between them.

Verenice moans loudly as she takes a deep breath when the egg is first put to her sensitive sex. She feels Zirra run it along her soft petals, spreading them open as her hot sexual juices flow around the egg. Verenice balls her hands into a fist as she bites her lower lip as the egg spreads her sex ever wider as the heavy vibrations run deep into her.

Zirra chuckles, “Such a big egg for a little one. This is the size normally reserved for salazzles,” she remarks as she pushes the egg even deeper, two fingers pressing at the base, while her thumb runs right above her sex opening, massaging the slightly sensitive flesh there. Verenice’s sex oozes in delight as it drips all over the egg and Zirra’s hand.

Zirra makes sure that the entire thing is in full view of the Mistress. The Mistress’ hand gently runs across her own sex, a finger slipping in, as she gives her clitoris a playful pinch. She doesn’t lose her cool as Verenice’s sex twitches as it tries eagerly to get a grip around the egg, but continues to slip, with only the pressure from Zirra’s fingers is what keeps the egg from popping out what little progress has been made thus far.

“Push it in all the way Zirra,” the Mistress commands.

Zirra lets out a soft moan, “Yes Mistress,” as she pushes the egg up into Verenice’s body. Verenice feels the weight on her feet grow lighter as the weight of her body pushes down on the egg as it vibrates quickly against her spreading sex. Her flesh goes wide around it, the vibrations helping pass any friction with ease as the egg finally slips in with a loud pop, and an even louder yelp from Verenice’s mouth.

“Good girl,” Zirra compliments as her hand drips heavily with Verenice’s juices. Once she ties the strap around the salandit’s leg, she moves her hand up to Verenice’s muzzle as Verenice hears.

“Zirra, lick,” commands the Mistress as Zirra’s hand instantly stops approaching Verenice’s lips.

Zirra’s body twitches, her sex tenses and squeezes down on nothing as she turns to face the Mistress while bringing her dripping hand to her face, “Yes Mistress.”

Zirra opens her mouth, her tongue sliding out as it goes towards her dripping fingers, “Slowly,” the Mistress adds as Zirra does so.

Verenice gets a front stage view of her Mistress, slowly coiling her tongue around her fingers. Milking Verenice’s own juices off of Zirra’s fingers. The egg aching deep within her loins as it vibrates away, but despite the sexual distraction she can’t help but watch Zirra lovingly, and eagerly lick her own arousal right off those long delectable salazzle fingers.

“Tastes good, doesn’t it Zirra?” the Mistress asks.

“Yes Mistress,” she replies.

The Mistress smirks as she pulls her hand away from her sex, draping her hand over the edge as she lets out a command, “Lick,” as the nearest two salazzles move up to lick her juices off her hands. The Mistress doesn’t even look at the two salazzles working together in friendly competition to clean her hand as her gaze is focused on Zirra. “Approach and turn to face your salandits. It's time they know what the next step in their job training will be.”

Zirra bows before her as she then stands, “Yes Mistress,” she walks over to the Mistress standing just in front of her. Zirra pants as she takes in the Mistress’ luscious scent. She turns to reveal her sex is glistening wet as it slowly is already dribbling down her legs. The Mistress lifts her hand away from the two licking salazzles who retreat with a longing for more as she snaps her fingers with the same hand. A moment later a large blue egg vibrator is placed into her hands. The size of which outstrips that of the one now vibrating within Verenice, to give a comparison of its size, it is just as bigger to her egg as a salazzle is to a salandit.

Zirra gasps as she hears the sound of the egg vibrating behind her. Zirra dares not look behind her as the Mistress grabs Zirra by the tail and pulls her closer. Zirra shivers in delight as the three salandits watch her sex twitch, her glowing magenta marks seem to glow even brighter as she is pulled back.

The Mistress pokes her head around Zirra as she wraps an arm around her waist, bringing the vibrating egg in front of Zirra and into her field of vision. She looks down and gulps at the sight, “You see my lovely little ones. Only female salandits evolve into salazzles like myself and your Mistress here. All salazzles dominate salandits. All salazzes have that spark of domination and top others. Your Mistress Zirra loves to dominate but what she also loves is for me to dominate her,” she explains as she presses the egg against her sex. She runs it up and along the quivering magenta colored sex as the blue egg rubs up and down as it starts to become covered in Zirra’s juices. Zirra arches her back, moaning as her fingers tap along her sides as she tries to keep focus.

“In order for you three to become closer to me, you need to become salazzles. I only keep other salazzles around me for company and comfort. I love other salazzles,” she explains as she continues to rub the egg around and over Zirra’s sex. Pulling it away for a moment or two before placing it right back where it was.

“My true love is other dominant salazzles,” she adds as she gives Zirra a long luscious lick along her side, “I love to control and dominate other salazzles. If you are to get closer to me, which I know you do. You need to work to become lovely salazzles like your Mistress here. Strong, dominant, preferring the touch, taste and…” the Mistress gives a long sniff across Zirra’s body as Zirra’s legs almost buckle, “Smell of other females. Salazzles especially. Do you understand what I am saying to you three?”

The three salandits watch the display before them. They listen to the Mistress’ words as they hit them like a ton of bricks. Her words dance within their minds, tingle in the back of their thoughts as their sexes twitch and drip as the eggs continue to vibrate deep within them. They pant heavily breathing in the heavy sweet pheromones that fill the room. They can’t help but watch the Mistress, tease and dominant their Mistress as they feel a compulsion to answer truthfully, which they reply, “Yes Mistress!”

With that, the Mistress pops the egg into Zirra’s sex. Zirra lets out a scream of pleasure as her sex spreads and hungrily accepts the invader into her body. The Mistress’ hand drips with Zirra’s juices as she ties the dial to her inner thigh. The Mistress stands up, brushing her body against Zirra’s back. Zirra shivers at the touch, her eyes gloss over slightly as the Mistress head moves close to Zirra’s own, “Now…” the Mistress puts her dripping hand in front of Zirra, “Let’s have your sister lick this, shall we?”

Zirra nods, “Y-yes Mistress,” she moans out as the Mistress puts her hand out,

“Mina, lick,” she commands as Mina pops out from a group of the salazzles on the right side.

“Yes, Mistress!” Mina exclaims as she rushes up to lick across the Mistress’ fingers. The salandits watch as the other salazzles watch on with various degrees of envy, while Mina passionately licks across the Mistress’ fingers. Suckling each one clean as she moans softly her sex twitching in delight in the process.

Once her fingers are clean she pulls her hand away from Mina’s face and gives her a stroke under the chin and a pet over the top of her head, “Good girl. Now return to your place.”

“Yes Mistress,” Mina bows out as she slithers back to her location.

“Now,” the Mistress walks around Zirra and between her and the salandits, “You four follow me to the next room, the rest of you can wait here, I’ll be back shortly,” the Mistress waves to the other salazzles who stare at her as she leads the salandits and their Mistress out of the room, and to the door right across from them. Zirra moves to open the door, being mindful not to get ahead of her Mistress at any point as she does so.

“Good girl,” The Mistress compliments as Zirra bows, “Thank you, Mistress.”

“Mistress loves to be dominant by the Mistress,” Gnaria thinks as she shivers, the pleasure from the egg distracting her thoughts as they follow the two salazzles into the room.

The lights flicker on as Zirra visibly shudders as she steps into the room. The Mistress looks over her shoulder at her as she replies, “Memories coming back to you my lovely?”

Zirra nods, “Y-yes Mistress.”

The Mistress grins, “Good.”

Verenice stands beside Zirra, “What’s going to happen here?”

Zirra pats Verenice on the head, “Good things.”

The Mistress chuckles, “A wonderful answer,” as she steps off to the side to reveal half a dozen purple, magenta, and blue colored cushioned chairs with built in straps, “Get into a chair,” the Mistress commands.

Gnaria shivers as the Mistress’ voice pierces her mind, and before she even realizes she is slipping her tail into the tail compartment, her rump pressing down on the soft cushion, her arms and legs placed into the correct spots to allow the auto grabbing bondage straps to bind her in place.

Kristina was already halfway to a chair when the command was given and when she feels the straps hold her limbs down, making her feel so vulnerable as her warm juices are already pooling on the chair. She lets out a soft moan as she leans back into the chair to relax.

Verenice gulps as she rushes to the nearest unoccupied chair, the straps binding her into place as she looks over at Zirra who is standing beside the Mistress who looks over at her and says, “You too Zirra.”

Zirra feels a lighting shot of bliss run down her spine causing her to straighten her back, “Y-yes Mistress!” as she slips into a bigger chair that is nearby. She lets out a soft moan as her limbs are bound and tied to the chair within an instant.

The Mistress walks over Zirra once she is settled in. The salazzle’s hips slowly sway side to side, the tail following her motion as she leans forward, her hand running across Zirra’s chin who lets out a soft moan, “I thought it be nice if you got a nice refresher course and spent a little more quality time with your lovelies. Seeing how busy you’ve all been these past few months.”

“T-thank you Mistress,” Zirra replies as she moans as the Mistress’ hands caress her chin as the Mistress moves closer. The three salandits watch as their sexes twitch and leak of arousal as they see the Mistress’ muzzle be just a hair’s breadth away from their Mistress’ own.

“Good girl, now cum for Mistress,” as the Mistress salazzle takes a deep breath and slowly blows across Zirra’s face. Zirra shudders, her body instinctively tugging against the straps, the collar around her neck glowing as her eyes roll back into her head as her hips jerk. The Mistress gently rubs under Zirra’s chin as she appears to be in a lustful mindless-looking state as her body relaxes, “Very good girl,” the Mistress looks over her shoulder at them, “Time for you three. Let’s start with the little defiant Verenice, who climaxed before I willed it.”

Verenice feels a lump in her throat as the Mistress saunters over to her, “I-I am sorry Mistress. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t know.”

The Mistress leans in close her scent washing over Verenice as her entire body twitches. The sweet fruit punch aroma permeates all around her seeping into every pour, heavily laden with every breath as her sex clenches hard on the vibrating egg, “I know little one, I know. But now it's time for you to redeem yourself and be a studious student,” as the Mistress takes a deep breath, her eyes staring deep into Verenice as the salandit will feel the salazzle’s hot breath blow over her and with it, a super concentrated level of the Mistress’ scent.

The scent floods her nostrils, rushes into her system into her brain, causing her to scream out in pure bliss as she is sent over the edge. Her hot juices flowing out of her sex as the egg enhances the pleasure. Her eyes flutter as the collar glows, sending pleasure into her body and mind as she is drawn into a new receptive state of mind…

The Mistress pulls away as Verenice remains in that lustful state. Gnaria who is sitting nearby squirms and pants as the Mistress approaches her next, “You should be the easiest to train,” she chuckles.

Gnaria squirms, “What? No,” she huffs as the Mistress’ hand touches her chin. The salazzle’s long slender fingers caress Gnaria’s chin. She tenses and tries to look away but feels the slight push of the Mistress’ fingertips drawing Gnaria into her gaze.

Gnaria pants heavily as she looks into those deep blue domineering eyes, her body quivers, her tail squirming in the tail compartment, sex milking the vibrating egg which is slowly pushed to the max with the Mistress’ other free hand, “It’s time we hone your innate skill little one,” as the Mistress takes one slow inhale and slowly exhales it over Gnaria’s muzzle. Gnaria feels the rolling pheromones run over her face, her eyes locked into Mistress’ gaze as pleasure builds within her loins. She holds her breath for one second, two, but the scent still goes up her nostrils, forcing her to sense her scent without even taking a breath. The heat within her burning up, bubbling causing her to gasp.

The Mistress’ aroma fills her lungs, causing the sensation to triple and then quadruple in delight, desire, need lust. Her sex can no longer contain herself as the burning ache between her legs bubbles over as she climaxes. Hot streams of female juices squirt from her sex as her eyes roll back. Her collar starts to glow, her mind drawn into a new state as she manages to hear the Mistress comment, “Looks like we have a squirter here. I love those so much.”

Kristina watches as Gnaria falls into a lustful state of mind. Her body pants heavily, her breaths deep and heavy as each time she sends one of the others into a climactic state she gets a whiff of the delightful aroma, bringing her to a brink. Her eyes are locked on the Mistress as she strolls over to her.

The Mistress leans in close and caresses Kristina’s head, “You will take the most work.”

Kristina pants heavily, “W-why?” moans out.

“So submissive, it will take extra training to get that domineering spark going in you, but I trust my methods. I made them after all,” she almost sings as she takes a long deep breath. Kristina’s sex clenches down on the egg as its sent to the highest setting. The moment the Mistress’ pheromones hit Kristina's nose she is sent over, forced into her first deep female climax. Her hot juices leak out of her tight vent, the deep burning within her crotch grows even hotter as the scent causes her to burn with even greater arousal. Her eyes glossing over as the collar glows, drawing her into her own mindless blissful state.

The three salandits were drawn into their own little mental world. Their eyes playing imagery before them of sexual poses by the Mistress herself. Words and thoughts like “Obey. Serve. Loyalty. Obedience. Servitude. Love. Protect,” flood their minds but images turn into movies.

“Greeting my lovely. You are here to learn how to become a better salazzle. For to become a salazzle you need to learn to be one first. But how do you be a better salazzle you wonder? How can to become this dream goal so you may have a chance at becoming closer to me, so you can serve my every wish and sexual desire? Fear not, for I will personally teach you how to become a lovely sassy, domineering, female loving, obedient salazzle to me that I desire you to be. First, let's start with something easy, how to dominate your naturally submissive and obedient salandits, who one day you will possibly one day work for you, to work for me.” The three salandits and their Mistress squirm as their lesson begins.

The Mistress smirks as she walks away, “See you in eight hours. Hope you enjoy it, this will be part of your weekly routine for the next quarter,” The Mistress remarks as she walks away back to her throne room.

Two Months Later…

A gryphon lays across the silky bedsheets of his room. He lays on his belly like the feral gryphon that he is, his black feathered wings with white trips fold back against his body, his long black tail swishes eagerly, as his blue eyes look toward the three salandits standing before him. The gryphons white body feathers with bits of black around the rump, thighs, knees, and shoulders twitch ever so slightly as the gryphon gives a smug grin, “I asked for three salandit females, but I wasn’t expecting them to be sisters,” he chirps.

Gnaria steps up and bows, “Yes Sir Avery. When you ordered and preferred salandit sisters, we were selected to serve you on this day,” smiles at the gryphon who stretches along the bed.

Avery chirps, “I do love the sound of that. So much smaller than me, I hope you all can handle a big gryphon like myself,” he chuckles.

Kristina approaches, “We have been trained well by our Mistress. We believe we can handle you,” she smiles as she looks over to the other two and gives a quick sly wink before climbing up onto the bed.

“I do like the sound of that,” Avery replies as Verenice climbs onto the bed, she slithers over to the gryphon’s head and gently runs her hands through his head feathers.

“Yes, Mistress is an excellent teacher. You can relax, we can do everything to make your stay so very pleasurable here,” Verenice explains.

The gryphon looks at the little salandit, “Is that so?” he reaches out with his black scaled hand and runs a claw underneath her chin.

Verenice grabs the hand, “Yes it is,” as she eyes him with her purple eyes as she slips the claw into her mouth. Avery feels the tongue coil around his digit as she gives a single long firm suckle.

Avery grunts as he feels his member twitch between his legs just as Gnaria gets on top of the bed, she looks over at Kristina as the two nod while Avery is distracted. They move on top of the gryphon’s back and gently rub along the joint where his wings and back meet.

“Ohh...ahhh, yes that does feel rather good,” Avery twitches as he closes his eyes to focus on the gentle massage pressed into his body, “Hopefully I will get a nice happy ending when this is all done.”

Verenice moves her bare crotch down to the gryphon’s beak, letting his nostrils be filled with her sweet scent as letting it relax his body even further with each delicious breath. She slowly pops Avery’s finger from her mouth as she pets behind the gryphon’s ear, “If you turn onto your back, I am sure we can give you every type of happy ending that you could ever hope for.”

Avery cracks open an eye to look at the salandit. He stares at her as she gives him a sly smirk, her purple eyes staring down at him, “Well then....” he spreads his wings, the sudden movement almost knocks over the two salandits on his back, “If you insist I am sure that can be arranged.”

Verenice nods, “Yes, but if you don’t mind, could you close your eyes for a little bit once you turn around?” she sweetly asks.

Avery lifts a feathered eye ridge, “Huh? Why?”

Verenice blushes a little, “You see my two sisters are very shy about such things,” she motions over to Kristina and Gnaria who cover their faces with their tails, looking away, while at the same time revealing their glistening wet sexes to the gryphon, “They are really sluts though. But they need a moment to get started and, in the moment, before they can handle a big strong gryphon such as yourself to look at such meek little slandits such as ourselves.”

Avery eyes the wet warm inviting vents of the tiny lizards, “Such you explain it so well and asked so nicely, how is a big strong wonderful gryphon such as myself to refuse a lady’s request.”

Verenice bows as she shows off her wet sex to him, “Thank you Sir Avery, we appreciate it.”

Avery smirks, “I won’t even mind if they see between my legs, getting to do it with three sisters? Damn this is great! Even if there are tiny salandits, they are like the kobolds of salamanders,” he thinks as his eyes close as he shifts onto his back, “Just tell me when to open them,” he calls out as he flips onto his back. The bed squeaks under his shifting weight as he listens to the salandits move around. The bed sheets pull and tug as he feels a set of hands gently caressing his already hard throbbing pink penis. He lets out a soft moan as he continues to hear movement from the other two.

“You girls comfortable yet?” Avery calls out as he hears Verenice near his head.

“Almost just another moment.” Takes a slow deep breath as he feels pre-cum dribble on his cock tip, the cool air making it feel even colder, which sends shivers down his spine. Suddenly he feels something around his ankles and wrists, its soft and velvety feeling, but before he can fully register the sensation it tightens around them and his legs and arms are tugged away from his body.

“What the?!” Avery squawks as his eyes open just in time to see the black velvet cloth being tied in the center, the two pieces tugged together by Gnaria as Kristina is currently busy teasing his cock. He looks up to see Verenice doing the same as Gnaria but with his arms, forcing the gryphon into a spread eagle, “What are you doing?!”

“Fulfilling one of your fantasies of course,” Verenice remarks with a smirk as she moves over him, she holds her head as she grinds her sex against his beak letting him taste her sweet female juices along his beak lips.

“My… but that…” Avery tugs against the constraints as he feels a blush come over him which his feathers perfectly hide.

“Let me handle this part for a moment, I want to have a little fun with his extra bits,” Gnaria remarks as Avery’s eyes go wide as his female sex winks at the two salandits. Avery’s vision is completely blocked by Verenice as she grinds herself against his hard beak. The salandit moans as Gnaria steps up to the gryphons throbbing length. Her hands caress his member as she runs her sex along the lower underside of it before her tail slips down and wiggles into the gryphon’s hot vent.

Avery closes his eyes, tugging hard against the constraints, his hands balling into fists, toes curling as he feels his rarely touched female sex become penetrated by the salandit tail. Gnaria’s tail goes in deeper and deeper, wiggling around in there like a curious snake while her claws run along the upside of the gryphon’s sensitive throbbing member.

“Fine, you get to play with it, but I get to taste it,” Kristina remarks as she stands on the gryphon’s belly. She rises and falls with each breath the avian takes. Kristina grips the tapered end of the gryphons’ cock; her hands squeeze and milk the very tip to let more of the clear beads of pre-cum flow out as she gives one long slow lick across the cum slit.

Avery arches his back, as he lets out a soft moanful chirp, her beak open before it is stuffed with salandit crotch. As Kristina wraps her mouth around Avery’s cock head, Verenice pets the gryphon’s real head as she looks sternly at him, “Lick,” she commands as the gryphon nods his head before he dives his tongue deep into the salandit sex. Verenice squeezes and milks the tongue as it is forced into her.

“That’s a good boy. You love to show how submissive you are don’t you?” Verenice calls out to him as Avery can only reply with muffled gurgled moans as he continues to eat out the salandit over him.

The three ‘sisters’ work together to tease and torment the poor gryphon. No matter how hard he struggles he is unable to break free from the tight teasing grasp of the salandits. They rub and massage his cock, suckle out his pre-cum, rubbing along his length as he can feel the hot sex of the two salandits by his crotch rub on either side of his penis, driving him into deep depths of wanton lust and delight.

His senses are filled with the sweet smell and taste of the salandit sitting on his face. All he can see is her and her domineering purple as they take him for all he’s worth. The three salandits cumming over the gryphon once… twice, thrice before the gryphon even gets to feel his own blissful release, and as his seed spewed forth, directed up to land across his face and chest, the gryphon knew as the girls milked his cock for all its worth, that his night was just beginning, and it wasn’t going to end till they say it's over.