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I'm glad to have this done as I was unsure about writing something content I wasn't really into, but thought my partner might like. I was glad of the previous chapter even if there wasn't much sexual content and I don't feel it was the strongest. It allowed me to buffer between M/F and F/F/F. It also reduced the amount of spoilers for this chapter.

This is the Forth part of the Farm Dragon series which is based on the Dragon Ranch series by Ausfer. Although it is not needed to enjoy this story, I encourage you to read their story first. https://www.sofurry.com/view/224981

I also think you would get a greater experience by reading previous parts before this one.

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There was clearly a right answer to the situation Dawn found herself in. Before her was two lusty dragonesses aching with sexual need and presenting themselves hotly. Tails raised and nothing left to the imagination.

On her left was Verdigris a Welsh green breed and on her right Rubedo a Welsh red.

Respectively one had near pearlescent vibrant green hide dotted with little magenta flecks that would catch the eye when the light would strike at the correct angle. Verdi's underbelly pillowed bands and colouration to match the flecks.

The other had a lattice of small crimson scales framed by burnished gold lining the edges. Being close to Rue a number of times had revealed small nicks and scratches which shared the golden colouration. The pillowed underbelly completed the trifecta in colouration and spoke more of her secretly being more gold than red.

To distract her line of sight from the obviously weeping passages. Dawn traced the dragon's features upwards towards the tail tip. Verdi's stature was petite. Without knowing her, anyone would think that she was a delicate individual. Wide powerful hips didn't change the profile at all. Dawn bit her lip and admitted to herself that it was a nice rump. On a guy she could see herself keeping her hand on it where ever possible. Both of them in fact.

Rue's rump didn't just look powerful, but strong as well. The sort that you would want to grope and kneed. Feel the muscles working and tencing under your finger.

By extension the bases of the tails looked like they would be nice to fondle and stroke. She hadn't come across an animal that didn't react to having their haunch scritched. Dawn was finding common ground which was helping to get herself more in the mood. She imagined herself as one of the lusty creatures. For reference purposes of course, but was remembering how much she loved to have nails, or in the fantasy of the moment, claws lightly trailed along her back. Dawn's cleft involuntarily clenched as she imagined them dug into her buttocks.

This encounter was going to be about empathy and as she realised this a plan took root in Dawn's mind.

The tails of the two dragons were remarkably similar and both sported the same ridges down their spine. However, where Verdi had a blunt spaded tip to finish the tip, Rubedo simply had a blunt pointed tip. For something potentially so unwieldy, they flexed and quivered with easy. Thoughts returned to the dragon version of herself and her brain grasped at trying to construct what it would be like to press tail to tail, vent to vent and entwine into each other's embrace. Dawn's fingers had unknowingly begun to press at the material taut over her pubic mound.

Dawn attempted to get to her feet, but found that one of her legs had gone to sleep from the time spent staring. Over balancing toward Verdi who let out a smug “trill" toward Rubedo causing her to look dejected. Ear fins drooped, her posture slumped and gaze dropped. It was an act.

The victory bravado was short lived though as Dawn corrected herself however. The situation really was a balancing act as gauged from the two dragon's behaviours. Rue to “Trill" and Verdi a guttural “growl" given for Dawn to reconsider. Rubedo certainly had the better tactic in this scenario. Dawn couldn't play favourites though.

She could have teased the situation by going back and forth, but thought better against it and aimed straight between the two of them. For the rivals the game was still on.

Reaching out with both hands, Dawn made contact on each.

As she did Verdi and Rue attempted to separate. They really wanted her to choose, but Dawn held on tightly around their firm tail flesh.

“Ah ah, you want me to do this, you stay".

After a little jostling in her grip and they seemed to get the meaning to settled down. Once they had Dawn began stroking along their tail length. Softly at first. On one hand she had cool smooth hide to caress and on the other a lattice of scales to trace around.

It was difficult keeping both her hands busy, when what she really wanted to do was take time to explore one then the other.

Her hands moved round to just above their genitals and to Dawn's amazement, found the flesh there much more yielding and pliant. It was nice to massage her fingers around the area. The girls didn't seem to mind either as they gave approving looks to their handler. Fluid visibly ran down their thigh dripping to the floor. The rivals exchanged vocalisations to each other.

It wasn't time to begin though and disappointment was clearly established. They butted their backsides together in an attempt to stop Dawn moving between themselves. It was mild shock as Dawn's “claws" dug into their rumps and she pushed the gap open. Trailing them along their ridged backs as she moved them up along feminine dragon curves to between their wings.

In unison they shivered.

The involuntary mirrored reaction cause them to regard each other for a moment, before submitting themselves to more scritching. Although not completely the rivalry was gradually being left by the wayside in favour of more pleasurable pursuits.

They moved and twisted their bodies so that Dawn would reach the most pleasing spots. Dawn knew when she had found an especially good one as they would let out a feral “moan". Almost sounding like “more" after a while. Catching the sweet spots would cause the other to redouble their efforts. They would take anything that Dawn would give them.

Dawn had been avoiding the haunches, but strayed too close on Rue for the dragoness to ignore the wellspring of relief the area could produce. “Aaaahhh!" she cried and her legs threatened to buckle. Verdi was shocked and looked to Dawn. Expression a pittious mash up of “Why!?" and “I want what she's having!", before being swept away by bliss and an “Aaaahhh!" of her own.

Every motion across the base of the tail caused the muscles to twitch through the appendage. After a few minutes Dawn began to feel rhythmic spasms. Rubedo “roared" out pleasure and shuddered. Her legs really did buckle this round as Dawn pressed the “attack" to be left a quivering mess on the floor.

With one Dragon down she turned her attention to the remainder. Her right hand free, it was time to end this quickly and a double assault imminent. “10 seconds" a burst of ten seconds is what she gave, as fast a she could. Verdi's eyes unfocused as she was lost in the feeling of being abused so pleasurably. On the twelfth second she came and rolled on her back the moment her legs buckled. Dawn was a little disappointed that she missed the target, but it mattered little as her goal to subdue both girls had been successful.

Or so she thought. It seemed that the refractory period was much shorter on a dragoness than a person and Rubedo was ready for round two. Dawn couldn't believe it. She had been near unconscious a moment before.

Rubedo advanced on Dawn and aimed to take the prize. There was no hesitation as Dawn was forced to take a step backwards. Rue nipped at Dawn's trousers, irritation evident by a menacing “growl".

“Okay! Alright!" was all Dawn could say in protest as she tried to remove them. With one foot removed from her lower garments, the process had obviously taken too long and Rubedo grabbed them with her teeth, yanking them away to be tossed to the side.

The lack of control worried Dawn. She needed to take it back somehow, but wheeling backwards trying to maintain balance wasn't going to allow her the privilege. Her heel connected with something cylindrical and meaty. The tail caused her to fall, but her fall was cushioned by Verdi who let out a “grunt" from the new weight landing on her.

More Rubedo advanced. Sight set on the treasure of her nethers. A few cursory licks forced a “gasp" from Dawn and no small amount of guilt to prickle in her mind.

Rubedo licked more, but then she stopped. Dawn had seen the same expression on Verdi's facial features the day they arrived. Rue had obviously smelt something that made her think. Something she smelt in Dawn's scent and had only just connected the dots.

It gave Dawn enough time to move away from Rubedo and further atop Verdi. It was a risk to be sitting on her as she roused once more, but the options had been limited and improvisation necessary.

Dawn straddled Verdi and aligned her nether lips with Verdi's slit. It felt strange, but not unpleasant to have their pubic areas kissing the way they were. Warmth and juices mingled. Their flesh barely created friction, but it was noticeable with one another's breathing. Rubedo didn't seem to want to go near Verdigris's slit. Another “grumble" escaped Rue.

“Tough. It's both or neither bitch".

The pause in Rubedo's actions worried her. Left too long and Verdigris would take control and win the “prize". It wasn't much fun being in the middle as the competition, prize and judge.

But if Dawn was the judge. “I am the law".

Verdi stirred beneath and a rather groggy “rumble" escaped the throat with the movement. At once Rubedo made up her mind. Head down, nose butted against the two sexes. As the licks began Rue glared at Dawn. Her tongue ran perfectly along the channel made by the two pairs of lips and across their entrances. One thing wasn't quite right though. The motion was volatile fast and blunt. Inexperienced even. Sure she would get off on it, but it wouldn't feel good in the long run. Dawn sucked through her teeth as the tongue wound into her. Sporadic pulses ran through her nethers from the treatment.

Verdi craned her neck to see what was happening. It seemed that Dawn wasn't the only one not being satisfied in quite the way that they wanted.

Rue calmed a little as Dawn scratched along her eye ridges. A little give and take going a long way. An almost mocking “Coo" of approval was given by Verdigris. Despite being the one mounted, all she had to do was lay there and placed her head back down “Purring". Seemed she didn't care and thought Rue was in the more compromising position. Rue “growled" which wasn't unpleasurable for either of the two on the receiving end, but balance needed to be restored.

Rubedo began lashing with her licking appendage once more. The sudden tempo change pulled an unexpected orgasm from Dawn. All she could do was bite her lower lip and ride out the waves as her juices flavoured the intercourse. Without the power to fight, Dawn propped herself backwards on her arms and allowed Rue penetrate herself over and over.

“Fuuuuuuck!" Dragon tongues were amazing and this one was keen to draw out the rippling sensation around it as long as possible. It couldn't get enough of her taste.

Dawn was left breathing hard and could feel a second orgasm flutter in the distance. If it hit, all she knew was that she wouldn't be getting away anytime soon.

With all the punishment being penetrated into Dawn some payback was due for Verdigris.

Dawn moved back to a more upright position. As Rue's tongue withdrew from the paired channels, Dawn moved her hand in from behind to create an angled seal to prevent herself from being invaded again. This time it was Verdigris to get penetrated as the next thrust was drove downwards. If Rue noticed, she didn't react. Penetrating into the second hole as the green one writhed and moaning under red assault.

Dawn had to be careful not to be unseated and took that moment to sing her leg over the erotic display taking place and roll off her position. Her legs wobbled a little as they took her weight once more. Strength had been temporarily robbed from being on the receiving end for so long.

She watch almost hypnotised to the sight before her. Two magnificent, sexual creatures and one was performing oral on the other. They might not have been human, but gender, species and all that other stuff didn't apply to the act itself. She herself could have been a purple dragon with pink pokadots on and still cum in the same situation.

Dawn could have left, but things couldn't be left the way that they were. “In for a penny.."

She moved behind Rubedo. In all this, her vent had seen least action.

As best as she could, Dawn massaged Rue's tail erect to gain the best access she could. A clear view revealing a very swollen pussy soaked so much, that the inner legs reflected the moisture to the ground.

Dawn kissed & cuddled downwards along the underside of the tail and finally kneeled before the entrance. With the hole inches away, Dawn could feel the heat radiating from the source. And kissed. And licked.

The taste was earthy and pleasant to her tastebuds. Even as Dawn tried to stem the flow, it wouldn't stop and it dribbled down her chin. Being this close to the dragonesses pheromones was intoxicating. She could feel herself wanting more, as the beauty in front of her passed the pleasure forwards into her partner's twat.

She needed to cum for her second time. As Dawn's tongue explored the depths, so too did her fingers in her own. Mimicking the movement. She discovered that the female dragon's clitoris was located just inside and to the bottom of the vent. Dawn concentrated on the nub. Empathised with her fingers.

Rue “Howled" into Verdi whom had already passed out again from her own orgasm a while before. Dawn could easily have drowned when Rubedo's washed through her and she tried to move her hips back to Dawn's face. Ending it, Dawn jilled herself as fast as she could until pulses rippled through herself and soaked her hand. The only thing supporting her, the equally unsteady creature in front.

Quickly Dawn composed herself. It was time to make the plan work and wiped as much of her own juice over Rue's pleasured tunnel as she could. Rue watched and attempted to clean herself. To taste Dawn again, but didn't have the power to insist from post-coitis.

In Rubedo's docile state, Dawn managed to guide and cajole her into moving her rump around towards Verdigris's snout before she passed out. Placed Rubedo's snout near Verdigris's rump, also rubbing more of her own fluid across Verdi's slit for good measure. With business taken care of Dawn had the audacity to use the two as a fancy seat to get dressed with.

With any luck the two would wear each other out.

As Dawn prepared herself a snack and a drink, she heard that they were.

“It is often a misconception that Humans, Dragons, Dolphins, Pigs and varieties of ape such as the Bonobo are the only animals that have sex for pleasure. It can be said though that Dragons are one of the most promiscuous creature and will often engage in such acts." There it was in black and white.

Dawn couldn't believe that she missed reading it all these times. She supposed it was because there was information about contraceptive methods and it was funny how implants were used and most effective for preventing pregnancy the same way they could be used for humans. She'd rubbed the bar in her own arm the first couple of times reading the chapter.

It certainly explained a few things though. She really didn't think that small statement would prepare anyone for just how randy they could be though.

She also didn't know if human, dragon “interaction" was a thing and would need to search about it online if she remembered. She'd accidentally found a forum talking about people wanting to do it with dolphins once. Why wouldn't there be one for dragons. It wasn't as if she could phone Lee up and say “Hey Lee! Do you fuck your dragons as well?". No, that really wasn't a realistic thing to do.

Neither was the idea of opening a dragon brothel for sexual deviants on the net. Heck, it would probably make an income. Dawn really couldn't imagine herself being a pimp. She could be considered a deviant herself, was she really any different?

All these silly thoughts made her miss James. Dawn needed a non-sexual distraction. It was getting to the end of his camping trip.

As for the girls, the rivalry was still apparent, but a lot of the pettiness between them had subsided.

Things Dawn didn't expect to come from the romp was that Verdi had become a panty thief. The attempted secret stash of dead things now included underwear as well.

Also the rivalry now seemed to center purely around Dawn. She wasn't sure if they had come into heat or not, but when they didn't have their tongues in each other. They were trying to dominant Dawn, get into her clothes off or simply trying to keep her attention better than the other. It was tiring. It would be bad if James became caught as part of the “game" though.

The following day and it was time to get the post. Hopefully there wouldn't be anything new to deal with. Letters worried Dawn.

To her surprise there was a single card. A postcard from James;

“Wish you were here. Weather was British. Give my love to the girls. Sorry. I've decided to go see Tats and will be away a little longer. I hope you're okay. James". He had drawn a picture of a smiling cat with wing or something, but Dawn couldn't really tell as art didn't really appear to be James's talent.

“You're scaring my horses". Dawn was interrupted from looking at the picture on the front of the postcard.

“Sorry?".

“I said my horses are scared shitless you gold-digging whore".

Dawn shook internally as the insult connected and felt sick from being blindsided by it. “What did you call me?".

“You're obviously after the money my sister didn't have. I hope you fail so I can get what is rightfully mine!".

Now that Dawn glared at her, she saw that the person in front of her did have a resemblance to the previous owner of the farm she had inherited. She was a smaller, thinner woman with long brown hair. Seems both sisters actively supported wellies and a thick duffle coat at all times. Where Auntie Ayres had a jolly kind demeanor, her sister was more hard nosed and gave off the feeling of a vintage headteacher complete with cane.

Dawn proceeded through clenched teeth. “Why didn't you contest the permit then?" She spat.

“Ain't it obvious, stupid shit. Ha, guess not if you think you can farm dragons. I'll spell it out. The land needs to be worked. It officially becomes yours. You fail and fuck off. I buy the land".

“I knew you hated your sister, but" The words wouldn't come. “Fuck this! And fuck you too". All Dawn felt like doing was raking this bitch's eyes out. She just managed to control herself enough to turn away. Slammed the letterbox closed, slammed the gates behind herself and then the front door to the house on her way in.

The dragon's didn't think to go near her and it was probably for the best. Without anyone around, the emotional release appeared in the form of salty tears trickling down Dawn's cheeks and simply sobbed for a while.

Dawn removed the mirror on the wall near the phone. It had been placed there to hide a hole she'd punched previously from James. Not wanting to hurt her hand or add another divet, with sharpie ready, an artistic view was created of her neighbour's face around the aforementioned punch mark.

Satisfied with the handy work, the mirror was replaced. Dawn was about to leave, but caught sight of her own reflection, pen still in hand. She doodled a small dragon on the back of her hand and lower arm. It had been a while since she had draw anything.

Finally for the rest of the day. When Dawn wasn't doing her usual chores, she spent time sitting in the spare bedroom, doodling and looking out at horses next door that didn't appear to have a care in the world.

“Shitless my arse".

Later that night Dawn had simply crawled into the bed next to herself. A combination of tiredness and laziness had prevented her from making the short passage through the house to her own bed. The downside was that the spare bed was only a single and she didn't feel as well rested for being in the narrower area.

Having awoke the next day on the side was a completed piece of artwork. It had started as an A3 piece due to having several spare bits of paper around. Left by the builders when updating the farm. It quickly expanded, pieces taped together until the back of a door would be covered with the design.

Initially Dawn held it up and considered the option of simply blue-tacking it to the back of one, pondered for a while, before rolling it up and tying string around the middle to store away.

Smelling her own clothes indicated that it was time for a change.

Dawn stripped off and dropped the laundry down to the floor below as she passed the top of the stair. She would pick them back up when she got down there with them to throw them in the wash. For the time being it was just nice to be able to walk around nude without risk or care for who might see. A stark contrast to how she felt when she first moved in.

She pulled some clothes from her open fronted wardrobe. Dawn never seemed to used drawers for their intended use for clothes other than her underwear. The top had a collection of ornaments and knick knacks. Of note there right then there was a figure of Cthulhu mythos, some sort of dark god and hoped that if they existed, then maybe they'd deal with the horse faced woman from the previous day. She recalled that was she named was Jean. Above the underwear draw, guardian to her panties was a little bobble-head of a Xenomorph looking all adorable with it's inner mouth sticking out. She loved the movies they were from and taking a finger, gave a flick causing it to wobble around comically.

Inside the drawer, Dawn only found one pair of knickers and they had to be discarded due to a holes that had formed along the seams. “Guess you need some more help keeping these safe" Dawn laughed as she gave the Xeno another jiggle.

She didn't think she had been remiss with the washing, but given the lack of underwear would need to go commando for the day.

Loading up the machine with her clothes Dawn stopped herself from wondering where they would have gotten to when the answer was obvious. “Verdi". She had been stealing them from the washing line and stashing them in her bedding. Sometimes alongside whatever she had managed to capture and kill. Maybe it would be a good idea to not turn the machine on just yet. And left the building to recover the items.

Verdigris and Rubedo could be seen sunbathing in the barbecue area. She had forgotten about closing them away and secretly berated herself for not completing her chores the previous day. They didn't seem all the worst for wear and the stable had been left open all night. So they could have crawled in for sleep if they wanted to.

Although it looked like Verdi might have stayed up, the way she was sprawled out on her back, legs in the air and magenta belly exposed to the heavens. Dawn tried to ignore the slit between Verdi's legs, but it was obvious that they had been brought into heat with how puffy and wet her nethers looked. Even from the distance Dawn was at.

Rubedo was more awake however and watched Dawn intently, but made no attempt to move. It was odd. Normally they'd be thinking about their breakfast at the time it was. Which appeared to hold true as Rue licked her lips.

Dawn made her way into the stable, along the causeway to the stalls at the end and to the left. On the door in pyrography was a wooden plaque with the name Verdigris on it, complete with wispy floral design. James had found a video on the internet on how to create your own pyrography tool. It rapidly became another of his projects to make one and then Dawn had put it to good use decorating what she could.

Traversing the threshold, Dawn could already see a few pairs of her underwear in the back right hand corner of the dragoness's bedding. Soft underfoot as she went to reclaim them for herself. In distracted thought, Dawn was going to have to do something about this particular hoarding behaviour and had no intention of reclaiming knickers every couple of weeks.

The thing was, Dawn didn't expect to be nudged over from behind. It wasn't Verdi coming back or asking for food. It was Rubedo. Predatory. Visions of Dawn's first dragon encounter returned. Cunning. As the stall door was knocked shut behind her with a swipe of a tail tip.

Dawn looked into the eyes of a beast fueled by what must have been lust and vengeance.

Now that the trap was sprung, only now did Dawn see each of the mechanisms that dotted the path behind herself. They were the mechanisms of a high level intellect that had been underestimated.

A thought was spared for Verdigris, who had lost. No, it was definitely apparent that they viewed her as a rival, but was going to have to submit to the green's rival unless something changed. She couldn't lose, couldn't admit in that situation the lack of control excited her. It was what she wanted from Rowan. Craved even. To be swept off her feet and ravaged.

A heavy foot was placed on Dawn's breast, pinning her under Rubedo's weight. Dawn didn't resist. It kind of tickled as Rue smelt along her body, looking for a way past Dawn's clothes. As the crimson snout moved close enough, she leant forward and licked it.

The earthy taste of dragon sex was unmistakable all over Rue's muzzle and maw. The action had caught the captor off guard, but the crack in it the defence was quickly cover.

The thought of getting Dawn's clothes removed was abandoned. With a “snarl" Rubedo turned to face away, levelled her groin with Dawn's face and sat. A satisfied “hiss" given for the needed contact.

Dawn almost drowned on the fluid and vaginal folds encompassing her airways. After a moment of struggle she became accustomed enough to find her breath. Her darkened world was awash with sexual pheromones. They pervaded her thoughts with eroticism and the scent would linger well after the encounter.

Dawn drove herself to lick deeply against the partable flesh, alternating from one wall to the other. It was noted that texture was virtually identical to a human. Which was the say like running your tongue along the wall of your own cheek, just warmer, but Rue wasn't just warmer engourged as she was from her heat.

It was frustrating Dawn that she couldn't have her own pleasure, but there was little she could do at the time. Dawn could feel that her own fluid soaked her trousers and growing cool. The disparity lead Dawn to her next thoughts. If I'm not getting any, you're not getting it how you expected bitch.

Dawn had realise that the moment Rubedo put her twat to her lips was the moment Rue had lost.

She was in control. Every lick given. Hers to give. Every spasm caused. Given by her.

It was time to make the Dragoness, painfully, aware of this.

Dawn changed tempo to a crawl of a pace. Enough to build toward a climax, but Rue's frustration was audible as a “whine" filled the room.

Rue attempted to grind her hips into Dawn's face in reflex, but Dawn moved in time to lessen the friction. When Rubedo nipped at her legs, Dawn endured and stopped completely.

Only when Rubedo behaved did Dawn continue at the agonising rate she had set.

As time went on Rue's breathing became laboured. Noise escaped her throat, which wasn't dissimilar to someone wanting to cry yet couldn't.

Although the squashing weight atop Dawn was uncomfortable, when Rue began to tense up it allowed her to read that the dragon was close. Pushing the limit as close as she dare she stopped dead. Dawn felt evil. In her head she wondered if any dragon had experienced denial.

Rubedo “howled". Panicked. Pleaded. “Cried".

Dawn thought the Dragoness was going to move and finish herself off, but Dawn held fast. It was enough time to begin again. Rubedo instantly calmed herself to get any stimulation she could.

Once again Dawn felt Rue begin to tense up as her orgasm approached. Dawn didn't quite stop in time, but it didn't matter, the weakest ripples ran through Rubedo's sex. The tiniest amount of moisture found it's way to Dawn's taste buds. Proper climax hadn't been achieved yet and she aimed to keep it that way for as long as possible. Rubedo tried everything to get off and instinctively licked or clung or bit at Dawn's trouser legs.

The cycle repeated.

Eight denials. When Dawn stopped, Rubedo tried to roll away. Dawn held fast and rolled as well. She ended up laying on top and along the breathless beast. Rue had long since failed to make any further noise. Not enough strength. Still chast from herself by the human in the way.

Now that she was in the position of dominance it was time to finish. Dawn placed her fingers each side of Rubedo's slit and exposed as much of her inner flesh to the air. She ran her tongue horizontally to contrast the almost constant vertical licks used. Kissed and sucked at the area while massaging lightly.

Rue's orgasm struck hard. Super hard. Thrashing about, it seemed like an electrical current coursed through her whole body as she couldn't keep a limb still. A plume of fiery heat issued into the upper corner. Dawn was thrown clear to the side and was nearly deafened by the constant roar let out. She sat there, paralyzed in near disbelief at how long the spasms lasted. Until at last there was stillness. If it wasn't for the very shallow breathing, Dawn would have thought that she might have killed the poor girl.

Outside the stall Dawn could hear movement. An enquiring “chirp" and a rattle at the door revealed it to be Verdi investigating the noise of the disturbance. With the vigour of defeating one dragon, Dawn wasn't going to let the other stop her. On the other hand she wasn't going to let Verdi take advantage of the situation.

Dawn went to open the door, giddy at the thought of facing down the other rival, but was surprised when a most unsteady, almost drunk looking Rubedo blocked the her path once more. She really didn't have the strength as she wobbled on spot and obviously didn't have the strength to stop Dawn. Maybe it was the pride of not wanting to be beaten, trying to prevent the confrontation or some other unknowable reason. It made Dawn think, there could be another way.

“Rue. I'm sorry".

Dawn walked up to Rubedo and lead her back from the door. There wasn't much resistance. There also wasn't much resistance as Dawn nudged her onto her side and moved the elevated hind leg out of the way to resume licking between her legs.

This wasn't going to be the same as the event from before. Dawn lapped quickly and in long wreckless strokes. Roughly bringing the pleasure to bear forth. The sudden violation made Rue give a “howled moan" to cover the sound of the banging at the door. Hands groped at the around ruby buttocks. They worked their way toward the tail base and sritched at the dragon's erogenous zone.

Within moments Rubedo was humping against Dawn. A pre-shock shuddered through Rue's frame. It was obvious when she braced for the pending climax, but it lingered. Would come so quickly after the recent satisfying release. It waited for a vital trigger. Dawn dug her nails in. Rue “Howled" in release.

Strangely on que the noise from outside stopped from Verdi. Dawn unclasped the door and let it swing open. From Verdigris's view as the door swung, there was Dawn, sat upon an unconscious Rubedo. The room smelt of Rue's sex alone.

Dawn simply walked past Verdi as she took in the sights and smells. Seemed she didn't want to mess with Dawn. lest she meet the same fate.

Dawn began her chores. The morning's events replayed in her mind... “Damn it! I forgot the knickers again!".

After freshening up, some time later. Dawn knocked on a dark green and weather beaten front door. It took time for it to be answered. A delivery person wouldn't have waited long enough and posted a “sorry we missed you card", but Dawn had seen the curtain twitch as she walked up the drive.

Dawn knocked again and the door immediately opened.

“What do you want!" Jean spat.

Dawn was controlled “Sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to talk about yesterday".

“Well. The sooner ya fuck off the better or have you come to sell alr...".

Dawn cut in “No no. I think you misunderstand. I simply came here to say this... Regardless of what you may think or say, I am not a whore, bitch, cow or any other abusive insult you intend to throw in my direction. I thank…" It was Dawn's turn to be interrupted, but she wouldn't allow herself to be stopped.

“I THANK YOU for not contesting the permit without you I probably wouldn't be able to live here because of it. I shall also thank the other neighbours as well. I intend to work hard and use MY money and MY earnings to restore and maintain your sister's legacy into the future and well beyond your lonely, hateful existence… AND myself and my dragons look forward to having you with your very calm looking horses next door. I am not going anywhere".

A moment of silence fell over the older woman before she spoke “Up yours. If you like dragons so much ya can fuck 'em". The door slammed shut in Dawn's face.

The irony was too funny to Dawn and she laughed aloud “Too late".

Some time later in the day. Dawn found herself in a tattoo parlour. Nervous excitement drove her toward the receptionist. The woman behind the counter seemed glad for something to do.

“Can I help you Sweetie?"

“Hello. Yes. I was wondering if one of the artists could do this on me" Unfurling the large roll of paper tucked under her arm.

“Wow! I better call Daniel" The receptionist turned slightly to call over her shoulder, exposing her own tattoo of cherry blossom petal. “DANIEL! CAN YOU COME HERE PLEASE!".

A voice came from the backroom “Can it wait? I'm cleaning the mirrors".

“NOW PLEASE!" and a very tattooed man appeared a moment later.

Dawn began to wonder if this particular parlour was the one to go with. It was highly recommended and despite the unprofessional aire to the staff, they seemed nice and everything seemed very clean.

“Oh, sorry. She didn't say we had a customer. Did you have anything in mind?" Not knowing what to expect.

“Could you tattoo this?" showing the imaged again.

“Wow".

“That's what I said. It looks like your sort of stuff and what you specialise in".

Daniel took the paper and kept unrolling it. “I can do this. Did you draw this? Was it just the shading and linework?".

Dawn gave a nervous smile “I did. And could I have it in purple?".

To be continued...

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I had a bit of fun with this chapter. Especially with giving a head nod to my main commenters up to this point. Not really much more to say. Hope you liked it.