Dragon Research aka Being Claimed by a Dragon aka Dragon Laws
The Dragon Lands, a rather old as well as small country, housed by the dragon race. Their capital, or what can count as a capital was in the middle of a volcano, that housed many small and large lava lakes, as well as different cliffs, hills and stone fractures insides. It was a rather beautiful landscape which only encouraged me in my endeavour to study the dragon race. Not to mention that the many rock walls, small hills and cliffs gave me a lot of cover. Sure, I had transformed myself into a dragon as not to get in trouble, but that didn’t mean it would automatically prevent it.
So it was with an excited smile that I took my binoculars and started my studies.
Upon my observations I noticed that most dragonesses had C-cups, while I sported rather large E-cups, which might even border on F. But this was probably only the effect of my new thick scales.
‘Will my unusual breast cup jeopardize my cover?’ I mused as I watched the dragons through my binoculars.
Something other drew my attention, mainly that the females seemed to be wearing less clothes than the males. If that was a normal occurrence or dependent on another factor was yet unknown.
All females seemed to be rather flushed, while the males seemed to have some… tents hidden away in their shorts, the ones that wore shorts that is.
I crossed my legs as I noticed a gang of male dragons which were not even wearing clothing approaching a green dragoness. She looked like she was her age, also wearing clothes as she was surrounded. The dragons seemed to harass her, if the rude claw gestures were anything to go by.
‘I hope she is not in trouble,’ I thought as the dragons led her behind a rock wall, robbing me from seeing what exactly was going on. That was the moment I finally decided I had to take action. I needed to assure myself that the dragoness was alright. It was hard to judge considering dragon nature, I don’t know if rude behavior was just a dragon custom.
Anyway I climbed up a small cliff, so that I could look down and watch the dragoness, to make sure she wasn’t in fact having any trouble with these rude looking dragons. It didn’t take long for me to get into position, considering my new large wingspan, but what I saw once I reached the top and looked down from above made my face flush the deepest shade of red that ever appeared on my face.
I could see the green dragoness from before currently being... penetrated... In ALL of her holes. Pussy and rear being impaled, while another cock speared her throat, like the bulge in her neck was proving. As if that wasn’t enough, she jerked two other dragons that stood to her side with her hands. Only loud, lewd moans escaped her, between the schlick sounds of hot cock being driven into her wet holes.
From my new elevation, I could see farther, and noticed numerous other dragons. Back in the lava, a pink lithe dragoness was bent over and spitroasted by two powerful males, while a red one in the same lake was just receiving a bukkake from countless dragons. Cum that didn’t shower her simply sizzled in the hot lava.
Okay… They… When I scouted the area previously all the dragons were acting normal!’ I thought to myself while being mostly shocked and dare I say slightly intrigued by the sights in front of me.
That’s then realization hit me.
‘It’s mating season!’ I screamed in my mind, as my legs crossed, the hotness enveloping my crotch area I previously ignored now making a lot more sense. ‘Oh no! I should have planned this out better! This body is reacting to the hormones in the air and slowly starting to adapt to the other dragonesses cycle, causing me to prematurely join their heat!’
This was a nightmare come true. If any other dragon was to see me they might as well just rip my clothes of me and violate every one of my now completely sensitive orifices!
‘I need to get out of here... and postpone the research,’ was my rather fast conclusion to this new development. It didn’t make any sense to risk myself here for information that I could simply gather another time. With that I was just about to turn around and head home… Well I was, but because of my fixation on my observations I failed to notice the form of a dragon nearing from behind.
Before I could form a clear thought I suddenly found myself pinned to the rock wall I had used as cover. A red dragon was now standing before me, looking at me critically. My whole body seemed to shake as my gaze met his.
I was suddenly reminded of my friend Rarity. Stallions make her uncomfortable practically every day. But, she could always get them to stop… ’What would she do in a situation like this?’ I found the thought echoing through my head. I’ve never paid much attention! She always just shakes her chest and finds herself out of it soon enough…
I took a deep breath, thinking of just the right thing to say. My heart was pounding as he just stared at me with pure… what was that… greed? I needed to say something now!
“Uh... Look at my breasts?” I said, and instantly wished I would have just shut up at that moment. This sounded a lot better in my head.
The dragon either got encouraged by the mention of my breasts, or by the sheer size of them, and let his gaze instantly roam them… Followed by both of his claws.
I gasped as his fingers sunk into my supple flesh. He started to knead my breasts, seemingly testing the softness of them. And he definitely seemed to be quite satisfied with their quality.
“Nice!” the red dragon commented, making me blush deeply as he simply continued to fondle my breasts, just like I had no say in this. He treated me like some simple toy... And I just accepted it? No… No… Uh maybe there’s a simple reason behind that! I thought, the simple thought of me actually enjoying this quickly being pushed aside.
‘Well… Maybe this is… Some kind of greeting? H-He probably isn’t j-just molesting me l-like that. I-uhm, yes… I, uh, definitely a greeting! Dragon culture isn’t a w-well studied subject after all! Not to mention that this wouldn’t be the strangest custom I would have read about in a book… Only that this real live and… Will every dragon fondle me?’
The heat in my loins seemed to pick that time to try to distract me from the dragon’s squeezing claws, but I stayed strong. I was here for pure learning purposes and would see it through in the end.
’Wait,’ I thought… He was fondling me and I wasn’t even trying to move! What’s going on! “I… Have a few questions…” I managed to say, not the exact statement I would of wanted but in my current situation I found it hard to think clearly.
I then looked around, seeing a group of dragons surround me as I quickly got more and more uncomfortable. ’I need to get out of here now!’ I thought.
“Uh… Could we go somewhere else… Like your house or somet-” I managed to say, but before I could finish the dragon quickly smiled and cut me off.
“Sure thing… You can ask me any question you want there.” He said with a strong laugh at the end.
The trip there wasn’t the best, it seemed like every single dragon stopped and looked up at us flying away. I was confused why… These breasts were meant to let me hide easier, being unnatural and such for most dragons, not to be everyone’s focus!
After a while we arrived at a cave, not too big and not too small. There wasn’t much inside, mostly just a bed and various vanity items. Seeing as there was nowhere else to sit, I sat down on his bed which made him raise an eyebrow.
“Right away?” He questioned, making me slightly more confused.
’That’s right… The questions!’ I thought, “Sure! How about we start the questions off with your name?” I quickly responded with.
“Garble, yours?” He responded.
“Twilight,” I stat- Wait… Garble? What! That’s the same jerk from before… Why didn’t I recognize him… I quickly started to study his body, face, and various other features. I remember some jerk, not this… hunk!
I suddenly stopped everything. No, not hunk! No! No!... Well, toned… Yeah, that’s what I meant. Before I could say or think anything else, Garble quickly started taking his clothes off. Oh Celestia!~ Er, wait what? That’s right, most dragons naturally hate clothes! He might have been civilized enough to have them on before, but at his home… This was a bad idea!
I wanted to look away, but found myself staring at him as he exposed more scales. As he removed his shirt… Oh, he looked way better than I could've imagined… Those scales, those finely toned muscles, those abs that were flexing in the dimmed lighting of his home. I quickly felt myself melt right then and there, as if it my brain was numbing while my loins were heating up.
Oh and then he moved on to his pants!~ Yes! Yes! Oh his legs looked so good… Oh fuck, that huge bulge in his baggy boxers. Take it off! Oh Ember he is… I stared, as my eyes were glued to his groin, the sweet temptation nagging on me. Finally, after what felt like forever he freed his beast! His cock just bursted out of his pants! Oh, his rock-hard pulsing draconic cock! The scaley shaft no less than 10 inches, no longer than a foot. I couldn’t tell, I just want him to fill me up wit-
’What was I thinking? No! Oh Ember no! Uh.. I… Questions…’
“Uh.. H-How, you -er-... Enjoy the..” I froze, as I forgot every single question I had. My mind was blank… And I couldn’t stop staring at him.
“How’s… is… Uhm… Y-your age?” I let out, looking slightly confused at my choice of a question for a moment.
He shook his head. “No, no no. That’s not how things are going.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, trying my best to keep eye contact.
He let out an annoyed grunt, followed by a black wad of smoke, as if I should know what he wants.
“I mean, if you really want to do this, then we do it the draconic way.” He said, letting some of the annoyance seep through into his words.
“The draconic way?” I asked nervously, while my hands were playing with the rim of my skirt, which suddenly felt much too small by the hungry looks he gave it.
“How about one piece of clothing for one question?”
I hesitated, ‘Is my dignity really a price I should pay for answers?’ I thought. ’I mean... Stripping, that’s just wrong. But… I am a dragon. Dragons are usually naked. And, well… I do want the answers. I guess stripping wouldn’t kill me…’ I thought, biting my lower lip the entire time.
“I-I agree to your terms,” I stated firmly, or… I tried to as the dragon’s eyes were roaming over my body again, which quickly made me shudder as I just wanted to return the look and study his entire body.
“Then, Twilight,” He responded with a confident yet cocky smile. “You already asked your first question.” He had a slight pause, “Strip,” He almost commanded which made me melt even more.
I started taking my purple sweater off before angrily stopping myself. ‘No! Why am I so eager!’ I sat thinking for a few seconds, smirking before taking my shoes off. Hah!
He looked quite annoyed but couldn’t help but letting out a quick laugh. “Well... Age. 23 years old, you?”
“S-Same…” I replied, something about us being the same age just made my crotch water even more.
He then stared at me for a moment until I realized that I still had to strip another article of clothing.
I pondered on my choices for a moment, before deciding to go with one of my socks. It didn’t have to be both after all. Hah!
...Well, Garble seemed to see that differently as he angrily shook his head.
“No. If you want your stupid questions answered, then you have to do it right!” he warned with a low growl, making me shudder at this show of dominance. I didn’t waste any time and meekly responded by taking my other sock off.
Garble gave me an appreciative nod, motioning for me to continue.
At least I tried to! But somehow my eyes were now roaming his body, just like he did mine prior.
‘I-Is it...g-getting h-hot in h-here?’ I couldn’t stop thinking. I tried to shake myself out of it as I could see Garble slowly getting more impatient.
“Uh… How is the lava here?” I asked, mentally slapping myself for such a dumb question.
He raised an eyebrow, but answered my question nonetheless, “Nice and warm...just like any lava,” He paused to roll his eyes, “Or do you know of some lava that is nice and chilling?”
“Uhm, I guess?” I said in embarrassment, mostly feeling like mentally slapping myself.
Garble nodded. “Good. Now strip!”
“I-uh, this was just a mistake! I didn’t mean to ask that!” I replied hastily, as I now realized my mistake, but Garble would have none of it.
He just snorted derisively, “A deal is a deal. That counted as a question. So strip!”
He didn’t leave me any room to argue, and as much as I hated him and especially me for it, he was technically right. I was the one who couldn’t keep my eyes from his oh so well tone-
‘Focus!’ I chided myself as I tried to rather think about which clothing I should strip next. There wasn’t all that much left. It was either my sweater or my skirt.
Since he seemed to favor my rather generous assets I decided to let my skirt fall first as to keep my breasts under cover.
Garble seemed to look rather disappointed at this, making me swell with pride at the minor victory over this rude dragon.
“Next question,” he grumbled impatiently, and I tried to set my mind into focus now. Not wanting to waste anymore questions considering I didn’t have much more bargaining chips, in form of clothes, left.
I quickly had a rather ingenious question. A question I immediately asked.
“Um, h-how… Big is y-your… Hoard?” I asked, a lot more nervous than I intended to be for some reason.
I praised myself for that one. I didn’t know much about hoarding and greed. And this missing knowledge led to Spike’s transformation back then. Sure, in the end everything worked out, but what if he would fall to greed again and Rarity’s sweet words wouldn’t work? I needed to know more about this greed and how a hoard influences it!
Meanwhile, the dragon eyed me momentarily, his look puzzling me as I couldn’t quite place it.
His look then settled to what I could only place as a saucy grin, which made me rather nervous.
“You want to see my horde? Sure, I will show you,” he said before wandering deeper into his home.
He let me to a backroom, a thick iron door seeming to separate it from the rest of his home.
As he opened the door piles of gold and jewels greeted me. The light of the torches was reflecting on the shiny bits, making it even more impressive, considering this room was not only as big as Celestia’s throne room, but also well filled.
It took me a minute of staring, before my eyes finally settled on a rather satisfied looking Garble.
“So? Pretty impressive, isn’t it?” he asked in a smug tone.
I couldn’t help but silently nod. It also made me wonder how he wasn’t taller or bigger considering the pure size of his horde and how much greed it must cause. Maybe it could be trained?
Before I could ponder further, Garble interrupted me with a cough as he eyed me intently; His intentions quite clear.
With a sigh I gripped the hem of my sweater, before pulling it straight over my head. My breasts popped free, only covered by my plain black bra that was too tight for my expanded bust.
Garble’s eyes seemed to fill with lust as he ogled my chest quite openly. I was feeling rather nervous now.
‘H-He isn’t going to fondle them again… Is he?’ I thought, but found myself surprised that this wasn’t what he had in mind.
He instead let his claw suddenly down to his groin… And started to… jerk off!. A blissful groan followed his claw movements, as his shaft was pulsing from the pleasurable treatment he gave himself.
I tried to look away. I REALLY tried! But my eyes always seemed to wander back on their own as he was just standing there stroking his cock, like it was the most normal thing in the world! All while leering at my breasts! He was using me as jerk off material!
‘Which makes me feel rather… Pretty,’ I shook my head to quickly banish these thoughts. ‘Librarians are naturally sexy! The magazine ‘Favorite Bedtime Cosplays 101’ stated that Librarians come right after nuns and nurses! I’m not just all of a sudden a sex bomb because of some transformation spell! Those many lonely and cold nights in the library don’t prove anything!’
But still… I couldn’t deny that this sight right in front of me was the most erotic I had in my entire life. And that’s not sad! I don’t want others to pity me! It is perfectly normal to be a virgin at the age of 23!
‘By Celestia, why can’t I simply look away! Or even ask him to stop!’ I shook my head internally, ‘No. This could seem rude. I just need to focus on the questions and avoid sending him any kinds of ambiguous signs. Like… Watching him stroke his rock-hard pulsing draconic shaft, with these perfectly round and sweaty apple-sized orbs of his…’
I mentally slapped myself before I noticed that my assumptions about the size of his testes was quite accurate. My sense of proportion was always something I could be rather proud of myself. It makes measuring in secret easier. Not that I would ever measure a stallions cock with my eye!
‘But now it would come in handle to learn more about dragon physiology…’
Then it hit me. This was a valuable chance for me to inspect his body. And should I really let that slip away from me?
‘Do it for science, Twilight! You are not ogling h-his junk because of some perverted motives, like Rainbow Dash would! No! You are doing it for a better understanding and for the betterment of relations between dragons and ponies, which effectively means I’m ogling his perfectly round dragon testicles for world peace!’
Through my rather… Scientific observations, I noticed quite a few differences between the private parts of a stallion and a dragons. First of the stallions was flat-tipped, while the dragons was pointed. The dragons was missing a medial ring, but had some little bumps on them like I saw some vib- *cough* like I heard some vibrators had them for stimulation.
‘How would it feel?’ I thought while rubbing my legs together, mentally slapping myself yet again and going back to studying this perfectly good dragon cock for world peace!
From further… Observations I also noticed the increasing hand movement of subject Garble, as well as his increased panting and groaning rate, which indicated his nearing climax.
I myself couldn’t help but stare at his rod. Pre was now freely leaking out of his pointed cockhead, engulfing his whole shaft, as well as his entire claw as it stroked along it.
During this I found myself becoming more and more restless, the strong urge to simply abandon my questioning and… Tackle him...
I managed to stay strong through pure willpower, while further watching Garble jerk his majestic sex-toy like cock.
With a primal roar, which surprised me, he held his cock in his claw while angling it higher.
Thick bursts of musky dragon seed shot out in heavy ropes and splattered against……ME!... Well, my stomach to be exact. I instantly shuddered at the contact, while simultaneously letting out a slight ‘eep’ of surprise.
More ropes followed, as the wet sounds of dragon sperm splashing against my scaley skin echoed throughout the treasure chamber.
I could feel it coating my stomach, panties and legs respectively, lines of the thick fluid were running down my legs as the dragon just continued to jerk his spunk on me… Like this was completely normal!
I didn’t know how to feel at that moment. Either to be disgusted by this rather perverted action or… Aroused.
Before I could settle on either of the two options Garble spoke again, the smugness seeping in his tone yet again.
“So? Anything else you wanted to ask me, babe?”
The nickname was new, but I didn’t really heed it as my mind tried to pry itself toward the haze of lust that attached itself to me. Just to ask a question and quench my first for knowledge.
“W-W-What is… The l-length of… Uh, y-your c-cock?”
His smug grin only seemed to widen at this, and my brain seemed to suddenly catch up with my mouth.
“I-uh, didn’t mean to say that!” I replied hastily, hoping to correct my mistake, but Garble didn’t have any of it.
“Oh, really?”
Before I could question what he meant, the next thing I knew I was suddenly pushed against a hard rock wall of the chamber. As soon as I opened my eyes, I could see Garble’s smug smile as he pressed his body close against mine. Being the brute he was, he didn’t take long to start fondling my more-exposed breasts, and I could tell by his face that he couldn’t, and wouldn’t, keep his greedy claws off of me.
He gave my breast another rough squeeze, which gave me a partially strange feeling. ’I just need to continue my, uh, observations and questions!’ I thought, starting to sweat slightly.
‘Rougher than the last few times,’ I noted along with a moan as I could see a primal glint in his eyes. I was about to question him, but suddenly my world was turned upside down as my body was forced around until my back suddenly and painfully greeted the ground.
It all happened so fast, before I could even think about what happened Garble was already on top of me. I tried to move, the confused thought of me not trying before this quickly being ignored by my brain, but found out that he had both of my arms pinned down with his own, while his legs were doing the same to mine.
My heart was now beating at a mile per minute, as his slitted gaze seemed to bore directly into very my soul.
‘Oh no! Did he already see through my disguise?!’ I wondered as sweat started to form on my scaly, draconic brow.
Garble simply continued to stare at me with his primal, intimidating stare, before his head leaned down to mine. My heart accelerated as fast as it could, as it wanted to push out of my chest and just run away from this mighty beast.
I quickly started to concentrate, only to remember I don’t have my horn currently. In my new state of helplessness I did the only thing I could: close my eyes and turn my head away, in the wane hope he would not harm me.
I waited for something to happen, I waited for what seemed like minutes, hours, days, I couldn’t tell from how fast my heart was pounding. What came next I didn’t expect as the weight of my arms was suddenly lifted, and I was quickly flipped around.
With a “Omphf” sound I fell into an undignified heap, a bit disoriented. After that I could feel his claw digging beneath my waistline, and into my… Private area.
My face lit up like a heartwarming tree as his scaly claw brushed against my prude hole. But it seemed that it wasn’t his intended target, as only a second later, his claws ripped my panties practically to shreds.
“M-My panties!” I cried in shock as he took one of the last pieces of clothing from me. I was starting to get that unfamiliar feeling again, and I just couldn’t tell what it was.
His other claw meanwhile cupped my perky breasts as he digged it beneath my claw. He gave it another squeeze, which made me shudder at this strange sensation again before he ripped my bra clean off.
I was now lying on my stomach, completely buck naked, while a red, perverted, brute dragon was lying on top of me. It was clear that things wouldn’t end well for me, so I tried to stand up, but only got my knees up, which seemed to spur him on.
As soon as my flank was up in the air he grabbed it, squeezing it just as roughly as my breasts. Only a moment later I could feel something hot poking at my virgin flower. All muscles in my body tensed immediately.
“W-What are y-y-you doing?!” I screeched in indignation, as well as horror, the dragons intentions now rather clearer than they previously were. My tail was trashing out wildly, but Garble simply grabbed it and pinned it under one of his arms.
“Claiming my prize,” he then responded curtly, and even though I couldn’t see his face, I could tell there was a smug grin that followed it.
My thoughts were running a hundred miles a minute, as I tried to decipher what just happened for this to occur. ‘W-What did I d-d-do wrong? D-Did I… Make a proposition for s-s-sex somehow without… Noticing?’ Despite my panic I found my body not trying to move much, not trying to get away as I wanted or… Needed this.
Whatever other thoughts I might have had were quickly dispersed as the prodding of the draconic shaft ceased, letting a soft sigh to escape my lips, only for a moment later before it stopped as my eyes widened as his cock pierced deeply into my depths with one hard thrust.
I screamed with pleasure. I couldn’t react any other way. It was just so surprising and forceful… I didn’t know what to do.
Not to mention the new feeling that suddenly enveloped my abdomen. The throbbing flesh that suddenly had spread my pussy apart wide. It was quite hot actually, not to mention that it felt oddly… Satisfactory. I personally believed that was the heat my form brought me into, as my thoughts always seemed to go back to his…
‘Juicy draconic cock,’ I thought, before I shook my head. Definitely something else speaking… Like the raging heat between my loins.
No! No! I can’t like this.’ I thought desperately as he gave my scaly ass a good, hard slap. My response was nothing more than a lustful moan… ‘Lust… That was the feeling I couldn’t describe previously, I’m filled with lust!’
’Move!’ I screamed out at my body. My body that had no intention on moving this moment.
’Come on, move!’ I screamed some more, my mind saying no but my body not barging. My body loved this, I couldn’t get it to move at all! My body didn’t just love this, everything I am loved this. My mind loved it, I just wouldn’t admit it at the time.
My legs started to shake as a moan escaped my lips. ’No! I can’t moahhhhhhhhhh’ I couldn’t finish the thought as I let out another primal moan. I... Craved this… I needed this.
It seems he finally stopped wasting time, before I knew it I felt another sharp pain on my flank. ’He just slapped my ass!’ I thought out. I didn’t want to admit it, but I loved the feeling. The pain only made the pleasure better, making my body want him and his thick draconic shaft more.
Things only got worse as he started to actually move. I felt my inner walls closing up again as he pulled his cock out. My walls were quivering as they clamped down on his slick shaft, but it somehow slipped my grasp.
Only to be shoved back with ten times the force again.
It felt like my body was paralyzed, as I simply lay there, taking thrust after thrust of his throbbing, pointed shaft. Not a flat-tipped one like the typical male stallions possessed from my… Research material.
Yes. It was research material of the highest caliber. And under no circumstances some so called ‘dirty magazines’. Really! Of course that brought me back to the dragons alternative cock shape.
‘Are h-horsecocks, uh, feeling this...G-good too?’ I tried to think, but found it harder than usual… A lot harder than usual.
I didn’t even notice when Garble let go of my tail and slung it over his shoulder. It was probably a reaction to the fact that I found my hips bucking slightly back to meet his own...
Clarity slowly seemed to slip my mind, at least until I felt something on my body that somehow lifted the haze a bit. It was an all too familiar feeling, because you see...
...He was fondling my breasts again.
‘Are all dragons like this or does he has an obsession with them?’
After a bit of squeezing and smashing them together he found my nipples and pinched them eliciting a coo from me.
‘Ooh! N-Not that I’m complaining!’ I thought, right before a loud squeal escaped me as his shaft was hitting a particular sensitive spot.
Wave after wave of pleasure seemed to assault my nerves as he continued to fuck me roughly. His hips always met mine hard. His thrusts were even so hard that he was pushing me across the stone floor, which led to several adjustments as he always had to follow me suit.
My furry cheek, which all of this time was laying on the ground suddenly came into contact with something metallic, making me realize that he was now fucking me into one of his various piles of gold and jewels.
My snout scrunched a bit up until it was slightly buried in the coins, only for me to pull it out and snort slightly from surprise as a small gem has poked into my nostrils.
I glared slightly at the annoying red piece of ruby as it simply lay there mockingly on the ground.
But the longer I looked… The less offending and… Tastier it looked.
‘A niece juicy ruby,’ I thought as I opened my draconic muzzle and bit down on the gem lying in front of me.
New glorious sensations instantly filled my taste buds. The flavor reminded me a bit about strawberries, as well as cherries. The hard texture making it feel like candy, only that the core seemed to be a bit softer. It just tasted like the most delectable of sweets. If Spike ever tasted gems like this I understood why he never listened to me when I forbade him from consuming too much of them.
As the gem was thoroughly eaten, I eyed the piles of gold my face was pressed against more thoroughly.
I quickly found a sapphire that I stuffed my maw with, followed by an emerald, an amethyst and so on. All the while Garble simply continued to fuck my curvaceous frame.
Well until a loud slap echoed through the air.
“What an ill-behaving slut you are. I didn’t give you permission to just stuff your stomach with my gems!” Garble then followed this by a saucy tone, “Such naughty dragon sluts like you need to be punished!”
This statement followed by another slap of his claw against my buttcheeks, making them sting from the force of it.
I moaned out as soon as his claw hit my ass, followed by another slap on my other buttcheck which resulted in another needy moan from me.
Garble grinned smugly at me as he was shoving me on his large, throbbing cock, each moan and slap being music to his ears.
Despite or maybe because of this treatment I tried to look for the gems in the piles of gold, shoving them down my hungry maw greedily, as to be punished more.
I was roughly pushed into the gold pile by Garble as he continued to fuck and spank the hay out of me.
During that intense fucking I could feel my erect nipples made contact with the cold metal of the coins, which made me shiver.
Of course the shiver that I got from that couldn’t compare to the sting my poor abused flank had to take from the spanking Garble handed down to me.
My face simply continued to be pressed against the piles of gold. My mouth hanging open, while my long, slitted tongue lolled out lazily, trying to feel for any gem in the pile, while my hands tried to do the same. A pleasure-filled moan escaped me with each of his mighty thrusts.
This is what I wanted. No, this is what I needed. I needed to be filled by him, to be dominated by him.
After a while Garble either got bored of the spanking or didn’t want me to eat all of his gems. Regardless of which it was, he stopped his claws and used them instead to take both of my arms, pulling them back and with that holding my upper body a bit upwards, as to hinder me from my gem binge.
With my upper body being suspended in the air, and my arms being made useless, I couldn’t do anything other than take any of his strong and forceful thrust.
He used my arms as leverage as he pulled me onto his pointed and bumpy cock again and again. I reveled in the sensations his bumps gave me with each piercing thrust. They teasingly rubbed against my sensitive walls, and considering his whole cock was full of these bumps it sent incredibly pleasing sensations through my entire body.
‘C-Can a… S-s-stallions c-cock even f-feel t-that… Good?’ I questioned.
Another plunge into my soaking depths, followed by a loud moan I couldn’t contain was my answer.
‘By E- Celestia! I’m g-getting addicted t-to his… Cock!’
A rather rough sensation overtook my mane then as I felt it being tugged back violently. It took me a moment to realized Garble had bitten into it and was now pulling my head back by it. This rather rough action elicited another cry of pleasure from me.
“That’s wight swut moan fow me!” he said muffled through my mane, but his words still were clear enough for me to understand. I was his bitch now, and he wanted me to act the part.
It was rather easy considering the heat I was in. I didn’t even consider the chance of pregnancy at this moment, as all that seemed to be important to me was, that I got myself filled by his large cock. Just that he continued to give me the dicking I deserved.
Something he did.
Our combined moans, as well as the wet slapping of his draconian balls against my clit echoed through the cave. The sensation was indescribable as he continued to rut me like I was nothing more than his property. The tug at my mane only seemed to enhance that sensation.
A pressure was building up deep inside me with every thrust he did, the pleasure pressing against my very being as my climax neared.
Garble’s movement got more and more sporadic as he hammered my sweet plot and from the occasional twitching in his shaft I could already tell he was getting closer to his edge too.
One last thrust was all it took for me to get over the edge. The cock and its bumps that were rubbing along my walls were simply too good to endure. My juices were splashing wetly against his balls and cock like a fountain as Garble simply continued to piston into me and right through my orgasm.
The feeling of being actively fucked through my orgasm quickly brought me to the edge of another, which I soon found out was a good thing as Garble suddenly hilted his entire cock inside me, going so far as suddenly spreading my womb completely open and burying his cock into it.
I screamed in surprise and pleasure as his steaming hot dragon spunk coated the walls of my womb, filling it up completely. The feeling of his searing hot essence assaulting my most holy walls was driving me over the edge again, as another deluge of my juices splashed against Garble’s thighs and balls.
Garble forcefully pulled on my arms and my head stronger, my head now looking up at the ceiling as jolts of pleasure were rocking my entire being. My back was arched and my tongue hung out in a scream of pure unadulterated pleasure. The scream seeming only to lengthen and heightened in pitch with each fired rope from his manly shaft.
Soon I was showing off a small bulge in my belly as Garble stopped his flow of hot seed.
He let both my mane and my arms go, letting my body fall limply into his treasure as he pulled his cock out. He wetly slapped it teasingly against my buttcheeks before taking me by the tail and dragging me off, only resulting in weak struggles as my consciousness started to fade and blackness greeted me.
I awakened to the feeling of a hard rock floor, a groan escaped my lips.
‘Where am I?’ I mentally thought, but my mind seemed still a bit too sluggish to process what had happened.
I could feel a pressure in my abdomen and felt slightly sore, but still couldn’t quite pinpoint what happened.
‘I didn’t overdo it with the cider again. But this doesn’t really cover the fullness I feel or the sore muscles, as well as in another place, lower....’
After I decided thinking wouldn’t bring me any further I tiredly opened my eyes, only to stare at a bed I was lying next to. And it wasn’t my bed.
A red dragon suddenly stepped from it to sit on the edge.
“Morning slut,” he greeted me, while I simply gaped at him.
All of a sudden everything came back to me: my study attempt, the fondling, the questions, the assault, the rob of my… Virginity. Something he seemed to be rather proud of if his smug grin was anything to go by.
I quickly scrambled to my feet, backing up against a wall fearfully. Now that the haze of the heat was gone I could think clearly once again.
“Y-Y-YOU JUST RAPED ME!” I accused while pointing a claw at him.
Garble cocked an eyebrow, confused by my behavior, “I didn’t ‘rape’ you. Seriously. You sound like some namby-pamby pony. I just accepted your ‘Mating Fight Challenge’ and won. As simple as that. Also this is no way to treat your owner, slut.”
“I-I...w-what?” I simply stuttered, not understanding anything out of that perverts mouth.
Garble rolled his eyes simply, “Do you want me to explain it step for step for you, or what?”
It was clear that he meant it rhetorically, but I answered all the same, as I was too lost with everything that was happening right now.
“Y-Yes, please.”
The dragon sat there dumbfounded for a moment before he shook it off, gazing at me with annoyance, which actually made me gulp.
“Fine! If you really want to play it this way,” he started before lifting his claw. “First you were following me alone into my home, which signifies sexual interest,” he started to count with one of his scaly fingers. The provided information immediately made my head spin slightly.
‘S-S-S-SEXUAL INTEREST?!’ my mind mentally screamed as it was, for a lack of better word, fucked over. But before I could even process and file this information away correctly he continued.
“Then you asked me about my horde, which in turn means you think about this whole thing getting serious if I have enough to offer.”
Now my jaw became loose as it started to move up and down, trying to say anything to that statement. My mind feeling more unstable than ever as it started to panic about how I did not consider the importance a hoard had for dragons to be connected to an intimate level. It seemed so obvious now!
“From your reaction I had enough, so I went to the next step, ejaculating on you. You accepted that too which essentially bound us together as mates,” he counted, making my eye twitch violently.
‘In which depraved culture counts ejaculating on someone as marriage?!’ I thought, trying to think of every crazy custom I’ve seen so far, nothing coming close to that. At that point it actually felt like he was making it up, but his serious demeanor led me to believe that, yes, there is a marriage through jerking off on another.
“Well, it did bound us as mates until you challenged my dominance as you asked about my cock length. You didn’t accept me as an equal, something that happens quite often under dragons, and therefore someone has to be degraded to a lesser stage. Dragon laws provided for this conflict of who gets downgraded to be settled with a traditional fight that is to be held between the two parties of the conflict. Winner gets to claim the other as their personal property and toy to play with as much as I desire. I won the fight, so you are mine now, as a personal toy and slave, just like our rules say,” he finished with a smug grin, crossing his arms as some cocky victory maneuver.
My mind tried to reassemble itself as being so thoroughly… Fucked. It at least didn’t take long for me to actually understand the consequences of my actions.
As the reality of the situation just caught up to me I could only pale. I somehow managed to marry a dragon and then get reduced to his property in an hour…
‘What!?’
Garble only nodded smugly to himself. “Maybe I should introduce you to my friends, a bit of gloating how I acquired such a nice piece of meat for myself. But I could also share you with them. Your scales look rather good showered in dragon cum.”
This now did it. I had heard enough of him, and was certainly not going to sit back and let him do that to me. So with that resolve I backed away from the wall to stood proudly before him!
...Well, at least as proudly as I could while completely buck naked with a leather collar I just noticed around my neck, and while his rod was erect, as he ogled my breasts yet again… Suffice to say I had to shove my embarrassment away for this to work out.
“I-I refuse! I’m not some slave, or your property, or whatever you think you should treat me!”
He crossed his arms looking rather disgruntled by her exclamation.
“Oh, really? You weren’t complaining about that yesterday. In fact you were voicing your approval quite loudly as I banged your needy hole, slut.”
I took rather flustered a step back.
“Y-You just abused my heat!” I shrieked at him.
He simply shrugged which made my anger for him grow.
“Hey. You were the one who asked to come home with me, or for my hoard. You even accepted me splattering my cum against you. Even if you are in heat, it doesn’t mean you can just shove your responsibilities aside. You could have easily just have lifted your tail and asked me or some other dragon to simply bang you. So laws are laws. As long as you are not the dragon lord, you can’t change the laws. Every dragon has to follow them.”
“I. Am. Not. A. Dragon!” I finally snapped loudly at him, making him shut up for the moment as he stared at me shocked.
In the end that actually made both of us halt. Me because I let the most vital information slip in my frustration, and him because he had to process it.
‘By C- Ember! H-He knows! W-What will he do to m-me now?!’ I thought rather nervously, as I eyed the confused dragon, before realization seemed to hit him.
“Oh, I see. So you were raised by ponies? That would explain a lot. Especially your virgin smell,” he then smirked, “Well the virgin smell you once HAD on you. Now you have the smell that marks you as my proper slut.”
“Y-Y-YOU JERK!” I swore in anger. I couldn’t be glad that he actually misinterpreted it in the right way at that moment. It was just the way he acted that somehow… Rubbed me in all the wrong ways.
‘...Unlike his cock,’ I thought before shaking my head. There was no time for this now. Before I could think any further, Garble spoke up again.
“You know, I’m glad I was the one who got to break you in. I mean alone for these knockers you got there.”
I simply snorted at his rudeness, even though I couldn’t hide the blush that crossed my cheeks at the compliment, no matter how crude it was. But before I could bring another word back in he stood up and stretched his arms a bit.
“Anyway, I guess it is time I take you for a walk,” he said after he finished stretching and made his way to the door, before turning back around to her, “You coming?”
“W-Wait just a moment! I’m not from here, so dragon customs shouldn’t work on me! I’m an Equestrian!” I protested, stamping a clawed foot on the ground.
“Uh-huh. And you think that you simply can ignore laws if you go into another country, just because you are not a citizen? You know that I would have been your bitch if you won the fight.”
“I-I didn’t mean it like that! It’s jus-”
In that moment my stomach decided to let out a rather loud unladylike growl, making me blush even harder than before, while the dragon simply smirked.
“Seems like my little slut is hungry. I will whip you something up before we go out for a walk,” he said before going into what I could only assume was the kitchen.
‘This is my chance!’ I realized as was just about to run, but Garble’s voice quickly stopped me before I could move a single step. His upper body was peeking out from the door where the kitchen probably was.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he growled,
I simply crossed my arms defiantly.
“And why not?”
“You have my smell all over you, which is the sign that you are my bitch, and a bitch never stays far from her master. If you try to leave alone, other dragons will stop you and fuck you into submission with that smell. But if you really want to get gangbanged in the middle of the street by a bunch of horny dragons, be my guest. It is mating season. I can imagine that the other dragons would appreciate a nice piece of meat,” his eyes then strayed to my chest, “Especially with the knockers you have on you. You probably won’t even make it ten steps before they descend on you.”
I shuddered at the thought as I rubbed my legs together. If this was how things went, then I need a plan to get out of this situation.
“Anyway, I will get back to preparing your meal,” Garble said, before diving back into the kitchen, leaving me alone to my thoughts.
‘I obviously can’t run alone. At least not in plain sight or daylight, which leaves me trapped for now. As much as I hate it, I might play along for now with this whole being his… Bitch law that the dragons follow,’ I thought with a sigh, before my stomach growled again, ‘Might as well try to spare my strength and gather if for the time I have a good chance at escaping.’
With that I decided to go and see what Garble was preparing for me. However, what I saw made my jaw drop as well as my mind reel.
In the kitchen stood Garble, a bowl of different gems in his claw, but that was not the thing that shocked me. He was holding the filled bowl right under his erect cock, while his other claw was jerking himself of.
“W-W-Wha-” I stammered with a fierce blush just as Garble gave one final groan before splattering a hot load of his sperm all over the gems on the bowl. The stringy cum was leaking down the ridges the gems had between them, like some lewd version of milk to corn flakes.
“There done!” he said with a satisfied smirk as he turned around to give me the bowl.
I could only stare slack jawed at the with sticky cum defiled gems, not really having any idea what to do. Garble seemed to misinterpret my hesitation and grunted.
“What? Want a bigger load on them? I can arrange that!” he said before holding the bowl once again under his groin and jerking off.
I instantly waved my hands in front of me in protest.
“N-No!”
Garble merely snorted.
“If that’s the way you see it, then we will skip your breakfast and go on a walk first. Now on all fours with you!”
“I-I refuse!” I stated with as much determination as I could muster, while I gulped as Garble glared at me angrily, before he huffed.
“Do you want me to call a few friends over for taming? I promise that me and my gang will drag you straight to the market square and allow anyone to join in a nice and free-of-charge gangbang. Maybe that will make you more submissive.”
I turned my head while grumbling angrily to myself, but despite that didn’t have the courage to speak up. It was clear to me that he wasn’t bluffing and would keep true to his word.
At this point it was hard for me to tell what made me more nervous, either the thought of being owned by such a vulgar dragon, or to actually… Dare I say enjoy it?
I could still feel vestiges of my heat, and there was no denying that it made me more compliant to his causes. My loud encouragements last night were enough to prove it.
‘I just hope nothing happens,’ I thought, albeit I knew how foalish this thought was. It was still heat season, and the possibility for a naked and crawling dragoness to… Mate was rather…
‘Best not think about it.’
“So? What will it be?” Garble stated, clearly not wanting to wait any longer.
I myself felt shame course through my entire being as I sunk down on all fours like a… Pet.
Soon enough I felt Garble fumble with the leash and connect it with my collar.
A tug on the leash reminded me of my position and I started to crawl begrudgingly alongside Garble, already anxious of what would await me.