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Life in the Colony wasn't ruled by the rising and falling of the sun, but by the sound of the guards and the clattering of sharp pinchers that clicked together sharply or the sound of their legs hitting against the ground. The sun had no meaning beneath the earth, the valleys and cliffs went straight down into the darkness of the earth. The only light came from the fungus that was cultivated and crushed up to smear along the base of the rocks creating an eerie pattern of blue and green lights. It wasn't enough to truly illuminate the place but it was just enough to allow a person to see when they went down into the pits and along the paths. The bugs didn't need it, they could see perfectly well in the dark, but they allowed it for the slaves to make sure they didn't lose one to an accident on the walkways. Not that they would have minded if Galis had been lost, they only valued their collection.

The young dragon padded along the narrow path, his head drooped down and held as close to his forepaws as he could so that he didn't draw any attention from the overseers. He followed the line of slaves in front of him with the same plodding steps that the rest used. He brought up the rear, he wasn't allowed in front, nor in the middle, that had been beaten into him in the last two weeks. His role had been beaten into him. His eyes flickered upwards nervously, seeing the large armored beetle like creatures that were positioned above him, watching the group with their eyes glittering as they kept tabs on the slaves. The first sign of escape or hesitation would be punished, attacked, and dragged back into position, the drake had already learned that the hard way.

Not that any of them would try to escape, what was the use? Each and every day was started with Taruun or one of his subordinates feeding them. The thick sticky sweet nectar that was pushed into his muzzle so he was forced to swallow it down took away a lot of the urge to fight. Most of the time he was forced beneath the creatures, with his mouth forced around the cock and forced towards his throat, but the females were treated mouth to mouth. They seemed to enjoy humiliating him, making him go that extra mile to get what he needed. It was the nectar that held them in sway, that kept them in control, that forced them to remain here despite the fact he was abused and poorly fed. The honey was a part of him now, he couldn't live without it. And he had already tried.

The first week that he'd been here, he had tried to refuse the nectar, the sheer humiliation of having to suckle it out of an animal had been too much. So he'd refused, he'd refused to wake up, refused to see Taruun, refused it all. He hadn't been forced, they hadn't even tried to rouse him past the first few clicks that had been attempts at orders. He had been allowed to lie there all day, trying to sleep, trying to figure out a way out, but he barely reached a few hours before the cramps started to rock through his body. His stomach had contracted down, making his muscles twitch and quiver while he kicked out against the ground. The cramps had grown worse, shudders had hit through his body until he could barely think past the pain that had attacked him.

They had left him whimpering there for hours it felt like, his stomach trying to expel nothing while he choked and gagged with his lips curled back to bare his fangs. Even his attempts at crying out for help had been ignored until he barely had enough energy to lift his head. Every breath had burned his lungs, his body had felt feverish while nightmarish dreams flashed through his mind. He hadn't been able to think, do anything but scrabble against the ground weakly. In the end, they had let him fall nearly to the point of death before that honey, that thick sticky nectar, had poured into his mouth while his throat convulsed trying to get it down. With the taste of it, he had felt his body slowly stop it's crawl towards death, the convulsions stilling as he gagged it down. That had been the only time he'd tried to avoid his dose, since then, he had to accept it no matter how humiliating it was.

It wasn't just the addiction that helped keep them in check, it brought with it a strange feeling of euphoria that lingered on the edges of his senses. It didn't let him forget what his life was, or even relieve his misery, but it took away the need to fight back. It made it too hard to want to rebel when he felt his mind heavy and thick with the effects of the nectar. The only pleasant thing about it was that it made his stomach feel full, even when he was given bare scrapes to live on, his stomach wasn't cramped with hunger. It didn't keep his weight on, that he was losing rapidly as he became leaner and the extra weight he had gained as a growing drake was lost. It seemed to be the same with all of the rest of the slaves, but they were better taken care of than he was, fed better at least.

<MOVE FORWARD!> The clattering of a guard made Galis lift his head, unwillingly translating what was being said.

The females parted into two groups in front of him, one half moving down a long set of winding tunnels, only four of them today, the bulk moved towards the upper path that would lead to a large bowl. Galis watched them go, staring longingly as a pair of gryphons padded through the upper door and a wyvern soon followed. The centaur he had first seen was there as well, her belly round and swollen as she nearly waddled up towards the doorway. He forced his eyes away with a sigh before following the four that were walking down along the lower corridor with his head dropped down. He was the only male slave in the complex, the rest were females for one reason. They were breeders, all of them, used by the Colony to carry their eggs and crossbreed.

<Faster!> One of the beetles clicked their pinchers at him, rocks sliding over the edge as the creature followed on the path above them.

I'm going as fast as I can. Galis thought blearily and continued down behind a phoenix, the creature's feathers barely glowing in the darkness as her long tail was worn down from the constant friction of being dragged along the stones. Most of the avians had feathers that were a bit ragged, they had the worst of it, though his own scales were a bit looser than they should have been from his poor diet. The other three comprised of another centaur, a bit smaller than the one he had met and a matching pair of serpents, but not normal looking snakes. They boasted feathered wings and fringes of feathers along their jawlines, while their scales were patterned in dark blue and a deep vibrant forest green. He didn't know what they were, but they were the more intriguing sorts of creatures here.

The Colony collected strange creatures, their entire mission was to bring down new females to mix their blood with. Nearly all of the insects he saw were hybrids, save for an elite group of breeders that were used on the females they brought. They refused to breed hybrid to hybrid, they only wanted to try and bring out new aspects in their kind, not breed themselves out. The beetle creatures were descended from their soldiers and dire wolves, for example, or so he'd been told by a rather aged black wolf that had supposedly been the last of the pack that were captured. He now knew why they had wanted his sister, and he felt nothing but relief that he had defended her, even past the grief that he still felt at the loss of his brother.

CHK CHKKKKKIIIIIKK! The sound of chattering made him lift his head up as they entered the breeding cavern, while Galis moved along the outside path.

"What did you say?" He turned his head up to see one of Taruun's get perched on a ledge, but he didn't know what was being said to him. Hell, he didn't understand a lot of what was being said around here save common commands.

CHKKKKAAAAKKIK! The noise made no sense, a creaking insect like sound, louder than any cricket and drawn out as the beast shifted the large thick body, the legs scraping and clicking as it leaned down.

"To the right." One of the serpents spoke up, turning her head towards him, her pupil flared open so wide that there was only a thing ring of gold around the edges. "He wants you to go to the right."

"But... Why?" He swung his head up to look at the creature, he called them caterpillars, but they weren't soldiers, they were just the overseers. The thing chattered again and gestured with some of its multiple legs.

"He said go to the right," The serpent turned away, sliding towards one of the many niches set into this place.

Galis hesitated for a moment, but folded his wings before turning towards the right as he'd been told, glancing back a few times at his normal path. His time was spent in this place, watching the various breeders coming in and out, many of the females being forced to take several males on any given day in the hopes of seeding them. His job had been to tend to them, bring them food, clean them however he had to, bring them water and clean up the mess. He hated it, it was degrading, but the other option was in the egg chambers where he would spend endless hours toiling and using his snout to turn eggs, checking them and moving them in his mouth when they were near hatching. There was no light work for him, it was only a matter of which duty he took, back breaking work in the egg chambers or humiliation in the breeding pens.

He expected to find the niche to the right a mess that would need to be cleaned up, or perhaps he would prepare it for a new arrival, but what he didn't expect was a perfectly neat little cubby hole. The floor was well polished, with only a raised platform that was designed to hold a female. There was no gel stuck to the ground where the insects had made restraints for a female. The drake twitched his tail back, wings spreading to either side of his body nervously before he dropped back down onto his haunches. He didn't have to wait for long, or even have much time to wonder about what was going on or what was required of him. The clicking sound of broad insect legs hit against the ground making him face the opening of the niche nervously.

_Perhaps they want me to restrain someone. _ The thought brought him no pleasure as he hunched backwards a few steps while a creature stepped it.

It wasn't one of the normal breeders, he knew them, a mixture of beetle-like soldiers, a few of the larger breeders designed to be workers so that they were more centipede like and even several ant-like creatures. The one that walked in was shiny black obsidian with an iridescent sheen gleaming showing along the smooth carapace. It stood easily on a set of three pairs of powerful thick legs with sharp claws that tapped against the ground while the multi-faceted eyes were focused on him, flaring the color of the glowing fungus back at him as the drake scrambled backwards. The creature was taller than he was, standing at least 12 feet tall with forward curved feathered antennae. It was all crowned with a set of glittering wings that rested right along the curved back.

He splayed his legs open a little bit and dropped his head down to try and bow to the breeder. His wings flared open slightly in his attempt to seem small and insignificant. Whatever this creature was, he was obviously a new breeder, perhaps he expected the slave-drake to fetch him a female or to arrange things to his likings somehow. The insect loomed over him and tilted its head so that the bright glittering eye was focused on him, showing his face reflecting back at him hundreds of times over while he maintained his bowed pose.

<You will do.> The phrase he had heard a hundred times since he had begun working here, but it made him stiffen and jerk his head up high.

"I'm not a female, sir. Allow me only a moment and I will bring you one." He stammered and stood up hesitantly, dropping his tail down low as he made a movement to leave the niche.

"I am the female." The voice came out with a low creaking sound, but it was a language he could understand from the strange mouth. "I wasssss told that we have hopessss for dragon eggsssss."

Galis gaped at the creature, one forefoot off the ground as he stared at it... her. The creature only moved around, keeping the large eyes on him while he felt his heart starting to speed up in a rush of panic as the words made sense. He twisted his head around, looking at the creature, the long dragonfly like abdomen, the bent stiff looking legs, the entirely alien looking beast that had not even a hint of femininity about it. One of the legs shifted out and the clawed hooked right against his shoulder scales, catching beneath one as a tremor rocked through him and made him crouch down against the ground, his heart thundering in his ears.

"Please, I-I can't make eggs." He stammered the words while the creature shifted with a clattering of the long legs and claws. "They were mistaken."

"Truly?" The creature tilted her head to one side while the claw scraped down the line of his shoulder lightly. "Then we musssst at leassst try, yess? For the Colony."

Galis trembled in place, dropping down onto his stomach while the claw ran along the line of his back, trailing towards the base of his tail while he snapped his wings in tight to his sides, trying not to draw attention to himself. She wanted him to breed with her?! The very idea was repugnant, there was no way he could do anything with her! He writhed out from beneath her claw, trying to lunge forward towards the opening of the niche, but the creature swung her body to block it from view, crouching down so that the broad carapace could scrape along the ground denying him even the attempt to bolt out from beneath her. It was a move that he had seen with the females, and now he felt a spike of pure fear while scrabbling backwards.

"I c-can't! I assure you, I can't do anything like that." He tried to get the words out while he was forced back further into the caves. "I'm not like a female th-that can't just be in season."

"No, you are alwayssss in sssseasssson." The insect clicked softly to herself, her wings spreading open wider before he was forced back another step. "I have never had a lessssser sssspeciessss, I have heard you are dessssigned for pleasssure, yesss?"

"NO! Not pleasure! It wouldn't even feel go-ERRPH!" The words were lost as one of the large legs reached out and gave a push against his chest, forcing him back. "Go find yourself a nice damned bug to fuck!! NOT ME!"

The leg was thin compared to the bulk of the body, but they were powerful when weight was pushed behind them, forcing him back as he twisted around. His wings flared open wildly, batting at the air in his attempt to get free, but she deftly lowered her head and extended an incredibly dark blue-black tongue. He had seen it before, he had watched females countless times restrained for mates that they cared nothing for, but this time it wasn't him averting his eyes from the scene and going about his chores. The hot thick goo that spilled out of the tongue was pushed right around the base of his neck, thick syrupy drops that oozed down along the edges and felt almost feverishly hot as it oozed towards the line of his shoulders.

She worked her tongue over him, the rasping length of it scraped along his chest and pushed out the thick dollops of the stuff that they produced to form restraints. It rolled along his chest, hardening as it went, spilling along the edges of his upper shoulders and the inside of his forelegs while he tried to scrabble away. His breathing came out in a trembling rush as he felt it coating and harden. He tried to twist back and forth so that he could loosen it, trying to stop the drooling edges from hitting the ground and hardening. It made a shell, spilling higher up along his neck and spilling lower while the tongue was used to spread it and build up the goo. It soon built up to the point that he couldn't jerk up, rapidly hardening and clinging to the ground as he kicked his hind legs out to clatter against the carapace.

The tongue lifted away, lifting the head high enough away that Galis could lunge upwards, trying to roll over to escape the restraints. His tail snapped up against the ground, cracking back and forth while he tried to roll over, feeling the goo straining around him. Even as it gave a little bit, he could feel it continuing to harden, tightening against him so that he was losing range of motion, even his wings were spread out slightly, unable to retract as the goo hardened around the bases. He couldn't get his hind legs down far enough to push himself up, he could only kick out at the air uselessly while his breathing came out in short hot bursts.

"I have never ssssseen a lessssser creature.." The insect tilted her head down before a flick of the tongue probed against his stomach. "Ssssshow me what you have to offer."

"I don't want to!" He sucked in a breath as the tongue pushed harder against the sweep of his belly, dragging and rasping around the edges of the belly scales.

The push probed lower onto his stomach and pushed right between his haunches so that he felt the rasping tongue tip pushing right against the thick lips of his vent. He tried to jerk his hips away as he felt the tongue pushing and grinding up against the opening. He tensed his stomach up and snapped his tail up, curling between his hind legs to try and cover himself as the tongue pushed harder right against his vent and pushed it roughly against the opening, the rasping and picking against the scales. It wasn't like a dragon's tongue, it was too long, too agile, and textured with a series of small hooks that caught against the vulnerable inner scales. It wasn't painful, but it was a shocking sensation that made his hips jerk and he yelped out angrily.

The tongue started to force inwards, wedging and forcing the lips of the scaled vent open into the narrow pouch that held his cock. His claws scrabbled roughly and he moved his forelegs down to shove roughly at the head to try and force it away. The insect's body braced itself against the push, rewarding him only with more of the long tongue into his body in an invasive sensation that made him cry out before the tongue pushed deep enough to find the very tip of his hidden cock. It was a shocking sensation, one that made him yelp out as the long appendage curled and twisted around it, caressing and working around it so the rasping touches scraped around his glans and coiled itself around him. He couldn't stop letting out a high pitched cry in reaction.

The hot wetness spread over him, leaving him shuddering in place while it worked down lower, invading him as the insect chittered something out in reaction. He couldn't stop himself, his body reacted to the sensations that were far from painful, even as he tried to keep his mind locked on the fear of what this beast wanted. It still wasn't enough, the tongue started to work him until he began to push outwards, his cock sliding along the tongue as his vent began to spread open wider and wider. He twisted in place, his tail lashing rapidly back and forth while he tried to roll himself over onto his belly, but the goo held him in place. He had to feel his cock pushing out into the air, sliding along the thickest portion of the elongated tongue as the violet shaft jutted up into the air, glittering slightly as the wetness from the tip oozed out and spilled along the swell of the tongue.

Every attempt to stop himself was a loss, he inched out steadily to slide along the line of his belly, revealing an edge of ridges along the underside that were soon being probed and explored by the agile length of the tongue. The gentle touches sending electric shocks through him of pleasure while he curled his hips upwards higher in the air and drew back again. The tongue tip coiled itself right against his glans as the last few inches pushed out, a dribble of precum soon escaping his opening while he let out a muted hiss of protest, one that was ignored by the beast looming over him with avid eyes.

"Sssso different, isssn't it?" She cocked her head to one side as the elongated tongue flicked out a few times before drawing back into the hidden maw. "I had expected larger, but thissss isss certainly lessss painful looking than one of my kind. It caussssessss pleassssure?"

The last words were drawled out, a hint of eagerness to the tone that sent fear washing through him. He hardly knew how he was supposed to respond, but Galis squeezed his eyes shut and tried for a lie that would get him out of this. He had no interest in this insect, she was revolting in the extreme!

"No, it will cause much pain. It just looks harmless, but once I'm m-mating someone it's designed to-" He stammered the words out, hunting for something that would deter the female, but the insect stepped forward to loom over him.

"It lacksssss sssspinessss or hookssss to lock into my flessssh. Do not lie to me." The female's elongated thorax curled downwards, the segmented body revealing a soft creamy coloring in between the armor like pieces of the carapace. "I ssshall have to sssee for myssself sssso my ssssissstersss can know what a dragon offerssss."

The length of her thorax was more like a dragon fly, long and agile as her hooked legs caught against his haunches while the young drake flailed. He'd seen this before with the females, he'd been an unwilling voyeur to their matings in the past, but only felt relief that he was not female and it was not his sister. Now he found that there was no safety as the end of her thorax neatly curled down so he could see the petal like openings snugged together to form a point spread open. They revealed a paler glistening tunnel as they curled all the way back along the black armor to bare herself to him. There was wetness there, beading along the inner folds as she dropped herself down and brushed herself against the length of his erect shaft.

Galis twisted, arching and shuddered as he felt the warmth rubbing along his tip, despite his attempt to force his mind towards something other than the instinctual rush of pleasure. He bit his lower lip, drawing in a shuddering breath before crying out when the insect began to lower herself onto his girth. The ridges along his underside glided through the silken channel as the viscous arousal coated around him and the walls were pried open wider and wider. His hips jerked upwards as he squeezed his eyes shut and strived to come up with an image that would stop him from reacting to the rippling muscles that caressed along him. His precum drooled out of the tip, spilling along the edges and smearing deeper into the insect that chittered out in pleasure.

"Ahhh... you were desssssigned for pleasssssure..." The chittering voice came with a rush of breath as the thorax dropped down lower to the point that the glistening stretched opening pressed firmly right against the base of his cock.

Galis groaned out as the muscles suddenly clamped down around him, clutching around his ridges and pulling his precum deeper into her ever eager body. He didn't want to think about the small amount of sperm already spilling into her, didn't want to think about creating any sort of offspring with her. A shudder ran down the line of his spine and he locked his mind onto the last image he had had of his brother. The sight of his body sliding beneath the gaping jaws of the damn Bloody general that had eaten him alive. It worked, the throbbing need receded in the remembered sorrow while the female drew her thorax upwards and dragged higher up popping the ridges from her body and forcing him to jerk beneath her in reaction.

He kicked his hind legs out spasmodically when she drew nearly all the way back to the point that his cock tip slipped free before dropping down. The female let out a chirr of pleasure, hesitantly pumping her thorax up and down shallowly to work along the ridges of his cock. Another thick splatter of precum spilled into her passage as he struggled to keep his mind on the painful reminder of how alone he was, but the muscles caressed and stroked over him. Each time they clamped down tightly he let out a ragged groan of pleasure and his memory of his brother's death was overshadowed with the pleasure that pushed through him. His toes flexed down and he tried to jerk his hips upwards, grinding and pushing against her thorax as she hilted him back within her slickened passage.

The wetness smeared along the line of his belly, the scent of it sickeningly sweet, almost like the nectar he was forced to swallow down as she pushed her sharp tipped forelegs against his shoulders. Galis clamped his jaws shut, trying to stop the pleasure that was pushing through him, feeling it building time and time again as she dropped her hips down. She purposefully worked his ridges through her so she let out chirrs of pleasure at the way he made her feel. He hated himself for it, but he started to try and thrust up against her while he let out a trembling cry when she drove hard enough that her thorax pinned down against his haunches. The tapered tip of his cock nearly forced up against the edge of her inner barrier before she rose back up again. The strands of slippery wetness clung around him while his thoughts began to slip away by bits and pieces.

No matter how much he tried to remember his brother, his mind was lost in the pumping thrusts of the insect above him forcing the pleasure to build up higher and higher. He couldn't breathe right, the pressure was almost painful as each drop of the thorax down against him hilted him within the clutching muscles. He heard the female's croons of pleasure, soft chitters and chirrs when his ridges pulled through her urging him on even as he let out a high pitched cry of protest. He didn't want to seed her, he didn't want to think of what he'd already pumped into her, he wanted to prove he couldn't be used as nothing more than a stud to these abominations. The clutching rippling muscles, the heat that spread along him and worked faster and faster made it impossible to hold back. His body gave in, it didn't matter how badly he wanted to stop himself as she forcibly milked the seed from his body.

"NO! PLEASE!" Galis shrieked the words out, his back bowed up, as the rapid pumps pushed him past the point of no return, pulling around him as his internal testes worked and tightened.

The first sperm rich splatter of cum erupted out of his tip and hit deep inside of her, spraying out in hot sticky ropes as he shuddered beneath her. The pleasure and heat that it caused was mingled with his horror and shame as his hips gave short little bucks to try and pump it in deeper and deeper. His breath came out in short ragged gasps, tears building up along the edges of his eyes before spilling down along his scaled cheeks as the female let out a croon of appreciation. The hips pushed downwards, grinding and hilting over him as the last few splatters of his seed spilled deeper and deeper, spreading towards her ova in an attempt to fill her with his eggs.

"Ssss... My ssssissssterssss will be pleasssssed to know you are made for pleassssure," The female chittered out, the threat sending ice down his spine as he tried not to choke out his tears. His fate sealed by this creature, as he moved from slave to something more horrible.