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Drac's Domination

Part 8

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By Draconicon

An hour of fucking a nice, tight asshole was just what he needed to send him off to dreamland, and Draconicon smiled to himself as he felt that clenching continue, dragging him further and further into naughty dreams. He knew that it would go on for a while, and he might even end up cumming through the night, but did he care? Not really. He imagined that Debby wouldn't care, either.

He slipped down into sleep, and he dreamed the dreams of the debauched. He dreamed of having the lioness on his cock twenty-four/seven, showing her off and making her display her naked body in the most public of arenas. He dreamed of putting her on the internet, filming her and making her do stream after stream of the most intimate and perverted things. He dreamed of training her soles to be as pleasurable as her ass, pussy, and breasts.

Self-indulgent? Perhaps, but that was the point of dreams. They belonged to you, and no one else.

The black dragon slept through the night with ease, and when morning came, he felt the slow, gradual spasms of a sleeping hole wrapped around his cock. He opened one eye and looked down on Debby from behind.

She'd rolled in her sleep, not quite pulling all the way off him, but just enough to drag herself to the tip of his shaft. One more little pull, and she'd likely be all the way off his cock, her hole opened. Even from here, he could make out how his cock had stretched her ass, having been in it all night long. If she didn't have something to plug it, he imagined that she'd start drooling cum all over the bed. For that matter, he was pretty sure that if she slid off his cock, she'd end up waking herself up from the rather intense departure.

Glancing up at the alarm clock on the nightstand, he saw that there was still half an hour before he would be due to get up. He closed his eye, letting himself enjoy the feeling of that slow, gentle tension around his cock, clenching almost on her heartbeat, squeezing and trying to drain that little bit more from him. His lips turned up in a smile, and he nuzzled his way back into his pillow.

At least, for the next five minutes. After that, he felt her moving again, her soft rump pulling away, and then -

POP!

The feeling of cool air on his tip made him shiver, but not nearly as much as the emptiness got to Debby. The lioness jerked hard enough to make the bed shake, and he could feel her sitting up in bed. The squelch that followed was obviously his cum oozing out of her wrecked hole, and he wanted so badly to open his eyes and see just how much damage he'd done keeping it in her all night long.

Yet, there was something else that he wanted even more, so he kept his eyes shut. He wanted to see what she'd do now that she was free to choose something.

You have two holes free, and a bit of morning wood to attend to. What will you do, hmm? What will you do?

It had been an interesting few days pushing Deke, then Debby to try and be true to themselves, to show some initiative, to be part of the game rather than just being the one pushed around by it. The fact that she had been more than willing to stay on his cock all night had been rather telling, but would she listen to that? Would she try something different?

At first, there was nothing, only whimpers of embarrassment, but then he felt something. First it was just a hand, tentative fingers wrapping around his cock, but that was swiftly followed by the warmth of a rump. He groaned, allowing the noise through his lips in his sleep as he felt her grinding her ass back against him.

"He likes girls that like anal, huh?" he heard her whisper. "Well...guess it's a good thing...I love big dicks..."

Knew you did.

Ever since he'd walked in on Deke riding the biggest dildo that they had, pounding his ass and moaning for an unseen audience while training himself, he'd known that the feline had a thing for the bigger dicks out there. That might even have been the reason that he'd been attracted to the dragon as a master before. After all, dragons were known for their size, both in general and in the genital region. It wouldn't have surprised him if Deke had come to him hoping for that.

Well, Debby was just as hungry for it, it seemed. Draconicon could feel the slime of all that leftover seed running down along his shaft before the pucker came right back to the tip of his cock. It was so loose-feeling, something that sent a thrill of pleasure through him and made him want to look all the more. He loved the feeling that he got when he saw the gape after a fuck, the pride that went through him knowing what he had done, how he had wrecked someone and changed their standards for better or worse.

If he opened his eyes, though, he'd ruin the illusion of sleep, and he didn't want to end this just yet. He wanted to see how far Debby would take it.

Go on. Push back. You can take it.

Considering the gape that he was feeling right then, he was pretty sure that Debby was close to being able to take his dick and someone else's at the same time. That hole was wide, and he could feel just as she pushed back that the two sides of the rim weren't touching anymore. He wasn't sure if it was a half-inch gape or a full inch, but she had taken damage from being on his cock all night long.

Oh yes...oh yes...

That slimy, slippery hole pushed back against him, and he could hear Debby moaning under him, feel her clenching down again as soon as she reached the halfway point of his cock. She moaned out loud, her inner walls clenching and trembling against his shaft, milking him of pre-cum already. The lioness's voice was shaky as she whispered to herself.

"Mmmph...ah...ah..."

She still wasn't used to it, but that didn't matter, it seemed. She still wanted it, still needed that size, and she pushed back a bit more, then a bit more still. Each inch of cock that entered her seemed to get her hornier, because he could smell her pussy juices rolling past the chastity cage, could smell just how strong that scent was getting. He grinned to himself, barely hiding his own smirking self-satisfaction.

Soon, she reached all the way down to his crotch, grinding her ass cheeks against his scaly groin. She held herself there, panting under her breath, and she reached around herself to fondle his balls. Her fingers were gentle, but they pulled at his sac rather desperately.

"Mmmph...how are you still so..."

Full? Dragon.

The lioness obviously couldn't hear him, but she was grinding back and forth, sliding him out of her hole by about six inches before shoving herself back down again. She grunted every time that she came back down, and he could feel the jiggle that went through her. The feminine body was well-suited for this, and he had given her plenty of padding to take whatever abuse she put it through.

"Mmmph...mmmph...ah...ah, fuck...fuck master...fuck...you're so big..."

Oh, she was flattering him. That was a good sign. He groaned as she slammed down on his cock, resting her hand against his tip through her stomach. Yes, he was big enough to make a belly bulge; he enjoyed doing that, as a matter of fact.

As she rolled back again, he could hear her gasping, reaching up and groping her breasts. He had told her that they'd stop being so sensitive in a day or two, but it was definitely looking like it was going to be two days rather than one. She was still moaning from the way that she was groping them, feeling them up.

She's going to be an eager slut at school if she can get around her shyness.

He opened one eye, looking at the alarm clock. Still some time before it was due to go off, and he could feel his orgasm rising. She was definitely doing better than she had been the last few days, and that was a good sign. She was learning, and he could feel his cock pulsing, throbbing from how hard she was slamming her ass back against his dick. It wouldn't be long before he came.

The lioness moaned, her loose, wet hole slamming down around him, and he was pleased to feel her clenching it again, feeling her muscles trying to get him off. They weren't going to get her tight again, not anytime soon, but she was doing her best, he could feel. She was trying to make him cum, and that was a good start.

Forward, back, forward, back, forward, back -

"Mmmph..."

And as she came, her juices spraying the inside of the chastity cage, he did the same. He groaned in her ear, his cock twitching up and down, pulsing inside of her as he let loose one more blast of cum. Debby moaned under him, reaching back and rubbing his balls, fondling them and bouncing them, and he kept cumming for nearly twenty seconds before it finally ran its course and stopped.

As she panted, pressed firmly against him, he finally opened his eyes. She had worked up a sweat, very obviously, and he chuckled to himself. She went still, and he reached around her, fondling her breast.

"That horny, huh?" he whispered.

"Mmmph...I didn't think you were awake."

"And?"

"..."

"You didn't answer me, slave. Were you that horny?"

"Just...I woke up, and felt empty, and...oh god..."

"You pushed back and had some fun."

"Mm-hmm."

"How's it feel?"

"...Slutty..."

"And?"

"...Good."

"That's what I wanted to hear." He smiled, pinching her nipple before slowly sliding back, popping his cock back out of her ass. "You want to go get a shower, I think. And stuff a few fingers in there to keep the mess from covering the floor everywhere."

"I didn't think you could cum that much."

"Dragon."

"You keep saying that."

"It's still the answer. Now, get."

He patted that lovely rump, sending her out of bed and down to the bathroom. Chuckling as he watched her go, he leaned back, folding his arms behind his head. He didn't mind sitting in a puddle of cum, and he even wriggled a bit to spread it along his legs and balls a bit. The feeling was just naughty, and he smiled to himself as he thought about just how much he had corrupted Debby already.

Corrupted, taught, they were kind of one and the same when it came to opening someone up to the right sort of sexy thoughts. Training, however, was still needed. Badly, for that matter, considering that Debby was still so embarrassed at what she had done. If she was going to be this pretty, outspoken thing, then she needed to learn to be confident in what she did.

Not to mention that she still had the slave task at school today. If she didn't blow someone by the time that he came to check on her, he would have to punish her. He wasn't kidding about that, and the good behavior this morning was not going to get her off the hook if she didn't manage it.

The water started running, and then the alarm went off. He sighed, slowly rolling over to hit the button. It was time to get up.

Saying goodbye to Debby before sending her off to the bus in a brand-new skirt and top - magically contrived, of course - he made his own way to the bookstore again. He had some work to start catching up on, and a bunch of customers that he hoped to hock his book to. There was plenty to be done if he wanted to get out from under the whole reputation of being nothing but a dom, and he needed to hustle to make that happen.

As he sat at the same table as he'd been at when Deke had first approached him, he wondered how the lioness was doing. She was definitely getting more into it, now, that was for sure. She liked getting fucked and she was more willing to admit that, though whether that was a genuine improvement or just something that came from feeling like she 'deserved it' as a female was up for debate.

Stop thinking about her, he thought, looking down at the pile of books in front of him. Focus on these. This is what you really want to do with your life, right? Focus on this, and the rest will fall into place later.

Looking down at the books about magical shadows, the dragon looked up at the first customer of the day. The badger looked down at the books, picked one up, and Draconicon smiled.

"Hello. Anything I can help you with?"

"Hey, does this book teach you real magic?"

"...No."

"Aw, damn. Think any of the books in the store will?"

No, and I'm not taking on any students.

"No, probably not."

"Ah, shit. And the cover's all stupid, too."

"That's the artist's problem, but thank you for your feedback."

"Doesn't even teach you magic..."

The black dragon kept his hands very carefully folded together on top of his desk, trying his best not to let his smile fade, knowing that it was going to be impossible to get it back if he did. Nevertheless, he took a deep breath and let it out.

This is going to be one of those days.

By the time that lunchtime came around, it was clear that the tide of idiots wasn't going to end. He had become inordinately grateful for people that only picked his books up and put them back down again without saying a word. They were only mildly disappointing. The ones that actually tried to ask questions were a hundred times worse.

_Did you write this?

Can I use this as a doorstop?

Is this a real story?

Shadows are dumb; you should write about -_

Oh, that last one in particular. He had heard so many different 'suggestions' and 'critiques' from people that were 'only trying to help.' The idea that there were so many budding authors that just hadn't put pen to paper was something that made him want to strangle the lot of them, and even the fact that some few had taken copies of his book and purchased them was only a mild balm to that fury.

Shaking his head, he got to his feet and tucked the various books left into a lockbox under the table. They would be safe there until after he had gotten his food. For now, he had to go across the street and find out how Debby was doing. She should have gotten her blowjob done by this point, and he would find out rather quickly if she had been successful, or if she had only managed to get turned down. He hoped, for her sake, that she had been wildly successful and gotten a hot dick down her throat, but...well, he would see.

He left the building and walked across the street. The college campus was rather large, but considering that he had been fucking the lioness, he could feel where she was. The aura that he got from her was coming from the sports field, so he turned along that route, making his way there with a hum in his chest and his toes clicking against the pavement. He got a few stares as he walked along, considering that he was dressed in a suit but barefoot, but nobody bothered to come up to him and critique him on that.

A good thing, too. The dragon wasn't sure if he could bear another one without throwing someone into the sun.

The feeling of the lioness's presence was somewhere behind the bleachers, and he walked over there surreptitiously. He kept his hands in his pockets, turning his head casually from side to side. Eventually, he spotted her, leaning against the tarnished sheet metal that formed the death trap that were the bleachers, and walked over.

"Something the matter?" he asked.

"I..."

"Yes?"

Debby looked down at the ground, scuffing her toes against the grass. He kept his head cocked to the side until the lioness sighed.

"I...I actually did it."

"And?"

"I just...I hoped for..."

"For what? What happened?"

"I thought he'd do more."

"..." The dragon sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Let me guess. You brought someone back here, offered to blow them, and ended up doing all the work. No face-fucking, no thrusting away, no teasing, just a quick blow and go."

"Yeah...how'd you know?"

"That's how they usually go."

"Not in porn."

"Well, this isn't porn, is it?"

Debby shook her head, obviously rather disappointed. He had to admit, he was rather disappointed, too, but not entirely in her. It was more that he was disappointed in the way that she expected so much out of so little.

She invited some random person back here and she expected a porn-show experience, he thought, looking around to make sure that they were still alone. They were. It doesn't work like that. You have to put in the effort, and...

Well, at least she had gotten the blowjob. That was something. She could avoid punishment for the night, and he could start working on those expectations tomorrow.

"You did well," he said.

"I don't feel like I did."

"Well, that will be something you can fix."

"How?"

"You'll start by being allowed an orgasm."

"...Really?" she asked, looking up at him. "You...you'll take off the belt?"

"If you take off your skirt right here."

Not entirely surprisingly, she managed that in record time. The skirt was off, her ass was bare - no surprise, considering how wet she'd been this morning, that she had forgone using her panties for long - and she had the chastity belt on display. If anyone had come up behind her, he was sure that they would have seen her lovely, tawny rump, but for now, it was all his. He smiled, reaching down and cupping her ass cheek, and she blushed.

"Come on, come on. Please, Master, take it off."

"I will. Don't worry."

"It's so...it's so stifling. I want to cum. Please, let me cum. I gotta cum after that."

"Even after that bad blowjob?"

"I don't care. I need to cum!"

"Getting a little addicted there."

"Am I?" Debby panted. "Maybe...but...but it feels so good..."

Gonna need to look out for that, too, he thought, shaking his head. Still, it's not that bad yet, and some sex addiction is not a bad thing for a slut. Just gotta make sure that it doesn't get out of hand.

Snapping his fingers, he made the chastity belt fall off. Just like that, Debby reached down for her pussy, but he caught her hand before it could make contact. She whined under her breath, huffing softly.

"Come oooooon."

"Just a moment, slave."

"It's so hot..."

"Yes, well, you're going to be a lot hotter if someone finds you like this."

That froze her in place, as he knew that it would have. She was horny, yes, but she wasn't horny enough to be completely stupid. That was something in her favor. He nodded, slowly letting go of her wrist, allowing her to settle on her heels again.

"You'll want to use the bathroom or something."

"Right...right."

"And put your skirt back on."

"That too. Right. Thank you."

"Thank you..."

"Master."

"Good girl."

She blushed, nodding at him before hurrying off. It was rather gratifying to see her running off on bare feet, too. He had wondered if she'd be too shy to continue with that, but it was good to see that she was keeping to most of his commands. She had some problematic expectations, but she was slowly getting into it.

That said, he needed to bring someone in to start working on those expectations of hers, as well as teach her how to be a good, proper speaker. The way that she was right now, she was going to keep disappointing herself.

If you want a good story, you write it yourself. You stop waiting for someone else to read your mind.

And for that, he knew just the person. First, though, he needed to get lunch.

The day wore on, and by the time that he was done at the bookstore, Debby was already making her way across from the college. He could see the barefoot lioness from quite the distance away, and he could see that she was a little hazy-eyed, and definitely lusty. He would imagine that she had gotten off more than once in the college bathrooms. Perhaps she'd even gotten someone to fuck her.

If she had, that was something he'd have to challenge. He hadn't given her permission, after all, and someone might actually get her pregnant. Not something that he needed to deal with.

Still, it was better than how he'd found her on the field, and a good sight better than what she might have been doing without his help. He shook his head, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. A quick tap of a button, and it was dialing.

"Hello, you've reached the office of Thimas, old-time bard and entertainer extraordinaire. How may I help you?"

"Thimas. It's me, Drac."

"Oh, hello, hello, Drac. It's been some time."

"Yes, it has." He smiled at the approaching lioness. "Tell me, are you free for a little bit of work tonight?"

"That depends on how interesting it is."

"Let's just say, in this case, that it's more dependent on how cute it is...and how bad it is at telling a story."

"You've got a new one, hmm? I can't imagine you accepting someone completely hopeless."

"Hopeless isn't the word. Overly hopeful probably is more accurate."

"Ah. Young, isn't he?"

"She, in this case."

"Ah, I see, I see...Well, I will, at least," the old badger said, chuckling softly. "Shall I make my way to your place?"

"If you want to see what you're working with, yes. I need some help with this one; no time to work with her directly."

"I'll be there in two hours."

"See you there."

That was probably the best that he was going to get. He would have preferred something sooner, but considering all the balls that the badger kept in the air, two hours wasn't that bad for a surprise, unscheduled visit. Pushing his luck would get it nudged a few days out, and then a week, more than likely. Thimas wasn't a petty man, but he did not like having his schedule messed with.

Then again, Drac didn't think he knew anyone that did.

As he gathered up his remaining dozen books, Debby walked into the bookstore. Her bare feet, dusty from walking across the compound, left a few footprints at the door before the carpet brushed them clean. She was still out of it when she walked up to him, giggling just a little to herself. Draconicon shook his head.

"Either you had fun, or you're on something."

"Um...might be both?"

"...What did you do?"

"I, um, sucked the quarterback's cock..."

"...And?"

"And he was hiding something on the bottom of it." She giggled, her eyes a little red. "I don't know what, but I feel goooooood."

Slapping a hand over his face, he turned the barefoot lioness to face the other way, walking her out of the bookstore before she got them both banned. She was still giggling, still wobbling, all the way over to the bus stop. She even reached down to try and fondle him through his suit pants, something that he normally would have welcomed, but which would have gotten them noticed even more.

Okay, I'm going to have to do something about that.

"Are you still not wearing panties?" he muttered as they reached the empty bus stop.

"Hehehe, nope. Not wearing nothing."

"Good."

He gently guided her down to a squatting position. She clearly thought that she was going to be getting more dick down her throat, because she opened her mouth to receive it. He, on the other hand, rested his hand on her head and let loose just a hint of black flames. Just enough magic to go through her, collect all of whatever drug was inside of her, and then drag it right down to her bladder. Her body did the rest, and it didn't even catch up to her what she was doing until she was halfway done.

#

"I can't believe you did that!"

"You've said that about twenty times already," Draconicon said, shaking his head as he led her down the sidewalk. "Are you going to say it another twenty?"

"You made me piss myself! In public!"

"You were squatting down, and it left a puddle that dried about two minutes later. Nobody's going to know. The cameras in that part of the bus stop were dead, anyway. Now, as long as you stop shouting your head off, nobody will ever know that I had to make you do that to sober you up."

"I was fine!"

"Yeah, says the lioness that was trying to whip my dick out so she could ride it for all to see."

Debby didn't have anything to say to that. If anything, she looked more embarrassed than usual, looking down at the sidewalk as they kept moving.

He honestly didn't want to humiliate her, but he needed her to remember that it hadn't been his fault that they were in that situation. She had pushed her luck, gotten high, and he'd needed to short-circuit that before it went further. The last thing that he needed was a slave getting too intoxicated with drugs other than his cock. A brain-fried slut could be a fun thing, temporarily, but permanently?

No, thank you.

They reached his house. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, and Debby followed. She shivered as she shut the door behind her, looking up at him.

"Am I in trouble?"

"Do you think you should be?"

"Not really, but I don't know. I'm not sure how this kind of thing goes, and you...you make me do weird things."

"I make you do the responsible thing, and that's something that you're not used to," Draconicon said, pulling off his shirt and tossing it over the back of the couch. "You're used to the idea of the slave that just gets used, that can be abused and molested endlessly, and never take a dent from it. You're used to the idea of a slave that just offers itself and gets taken, not the idea of a slave that works for the fucking and use that it gets. That's why you were disappointed behind the bleachers. That's why you didn't get what you want for so long."

"I got -"

"You gave a blowjob. You didn't get what you wanted. I saw it in your eyes. You know why you didn't get what you wanted?"

"You're going to tell me, I bet."

"Yes. I am." Draconicon pulled off his pants, tossing them on top of his shirt, leaving him in just a pair of briefs. "The power of all those pornos, the fun of them, lies more in the context of what is happening than the actual thing that's going on. A blowjob is fun to get. It can be fun to give. But you didn't want that. You wanted humiliation. You wanted to feel like a good slut, someone that was wanted, someone that could be passed around like a prize.

"You didn't get that. You didn't get it because you didn't start that story. All you did was offer your mouth, and the minute that you leave it like that, the other person in your little story can do whatever they want. More often than not, they'll disappoint you, because they're waiting for you to be the one to take charge, for you to do something for them. If you want something, then more often than not, you have to be the one to make it happen."

"Not everything's a story," Debby said.

"Everything is a story. Whether it's a short story, a novel, or just a piece of flash-fiction, everything that we do tells a story. You started to tell one by starting the story of an eager lioness, offering her mouth to a sports star, but then you stopped. You didn't finish, so he took it as a chance to make you tell the story of some dumb slut doing all the work, letting him get what he wanted. You could have told the story of the succubus that wandered the halls, that aroused the males to the point where they could not resist her, that seduced an entire team to fuck her face and leave her bloated with cum. You have the body, but you didn't have the will, or the determination. You didn't know how to keep the story going, so someone else took over."

A little whimper cut through his words, and he realized that she was sniffling. The dragon sighed, rubbing his forehead. He hated it when someone got hurt when he was being blunt, but he knew that this one was his fault. He'd let his tongue run away with his head, and that meant that he had started doing more than he should have.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to start cooking. We'll sort this out later."

"I didn't...I don't know what to do."

"Well, we'll fix that tonight."

"What do you mean?"

"We have a guest coming. And if there's anyone that can teach you how to tell a story - other than me - it's him. And he's better with the body stories than I am, by far..."

The End

Summary: Draconicon sends Debby to school with the goal to seduce someone. She kind of succeeds...kind of.

Tags: M/F, anal, anal preference, lioness, dragon, master/slave, series, magic, chastity belt, embarrassment, drugs, stupid people, orgasm, cum, creampie, gaping, stretching, training, annoyance, barefoot, public,