Taming the Pterodactyl
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Chris faces against the Pterodactyl girl in a duel of dominance. His last fight was fought through trickery, but today, he must succeed through strength. Is he capable of such things?
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Chris takes a few deep breaths, trying to keep his composure after the mighty burst of testosterone rumbled through him after his big dick move. How is it that some guy not even that good at fighting can take down some hulking dinosaur woman? Yet, here he is with a pterodactyl with rocking tits laying underneath of him, her eyes and mouth both wide staring at the cock he just flashed before her.
And yet, it seems that this display of animal machismo is enough to get through to her. “I… I…” she looks aside, catching her breath. Chris cannot help but look at those brightly-scaled tits. He wonders while she gathers her thoughts if the people of this empire don’t wear much because they want to show off how beautiful their bodies are? Heck, if all of their leaders are this hot, he wouldn’t blame them.
“I am a lowly handmaiden to the princess,” she finally speaks up. “I have been searching far and wide for her since she left on her wedding day.”
“Great. That’s a detail that Túzh?ní left out before. Anything else?”
She shudders, her clawed fingers digging into the dirt. “The Lemurians that are our servants—they seem to have betrayed us to the…” she pauses, glancing at him, then down to his dick “people of this planet. And the Princess’s ship was shot down last night. I tried searching for her, and my trail has led her here.”
He grunts, pushing himself up from her. She gasps, a whine rising from the back of her throat. Clenching his fists, he looks over to the woods and says, “we should probably find her. Who knows what more trouble she could be in.”
“We?” the handmaiden says. “How can there be a ‘we’ when you dishonor me?”
“Dishonor…” he looks down to his cock, grabbing it and facing her. “Is this another one of those dominance things? Is this what you want?”
She freezes, staring at his pole.
“Ah, so it’s that kind of society, huh? Well..” He puffs out his chest. “Got to say, as long as the Princess doesn’t mind, I wouldn’t mind honoring you.”
“Y… you claim to have made her your consort… I believe you,” she says, pushing herself up just a bit. “It is most unprecedented that such a small creature could- eep”
His cock smacks her right on the bill as he stands over top of her. “Small, huh? Is this small?” Look, we may not have fossil records of how big dino dicks were millions of years ago, but I’d bet none of your “lemurians” have anything like what I’m packing, right?”
She nods.
He smirks. “Let me guess, though, you want to give it a taste before I put it in?”
“A… a taste?”
“Yeah, you know… run it along your tongue. Service it.”
She opens her mouth a bit, showing off her sharp teeth and bright tongue that flicks out in front, the tip tasting at his tip. She pulls back, squeaking, holding her mouth. “It’s… it’s so strange.”
“You’re mine, now, right?”
She nods.
“Then, listen to me.”
She gulps and leans in, sitting on her knees to be cock level with him. She opens her mouth again, not too wide, just enough to let the tongue slither out just a bit. She pulls him in close, and he steps up, grabbing her by the cheeks, holding her still.
“Yeah… that’ sit… such a good handmaiden… let me ask you, though… are you really a maiden?”
She runs that tongue up and down the shaft, nodding while she flicks the tongue at the tip.
“Mmm, well, will you lose your duties as a maiden if you aren’t one?”
She groans, shaking her head.
“Good,” he responds, stepping back. “Then, on your back and wrap your arms around me when I get down.
“W…what?”
“No questions.”
“Yes, master…”
He snickers at that, following her by pulling his pants off and climbing atop of her. While he lays on her, he rests his chin upon her breasts, his cock warm against her slit. “Alright, now…”
She chitters a moment and then wraps her arms around him, draping him in the cover of her colorful and beautifully-patterned wings.
He rocks his hips, running his cock along the slit, and she gasps, tilting her head against the side of the ground. “Aah… ah…. M… master… you… you hu… humiliate me…”
“Nah, I’m just teasing,” he says. “You are a good fighter.”
“S… stop, I’m not. I am but a servant.”
“If you were untrained,” he says, pulling back, pressing the head against her sex, “you would have easily killed me. Luckily, I know a little bit about self-defense.”
“T… then perhaps, the princess will be saf-aaah!”
“No more talking for now!” he says, grunting, pushing himself inside of her, filling her up with his cock. She’s tighter than the Princess, but there’s a tenderness that Chris’s consort doesn’t have. Really, he knows Túzh?ní would rip him apart in a fair fight, but this… this was just right, and this victory, this dominance over this pterodactyl, this is well-earned.
She huffs and cries and shifts around while his cock rocks her in her g-spot. He keeps up at the same pace, kissing and nipping and claiming at her tits while he holds onto her. In a few moments, he lets out a little strained growl, shooting up into her, claiming her with his cream.
She lets go of him, and he sits up, wiping the sweat from his brow. “There… now, you’re mine, right?”
He jumps at the snort behind him.
“You catch on to our customs quickly, Chris,” Túzh?ní says, sitting back, leg spread, fingers at her cooch. Next to her rests a bloodied and battered deer carcass. “Oh, please, don’t let me stop you. Are you going to go again to assure your insemination of her?”
“How long have you been here!?” Chris gasps, covering his crotch.