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The Deck of Perverted Things for DrakeHavok by Draconicon

Draconicon smiled as he fanned his cards out on the table, letting his Flush be seen. The black dragon chuckled as his opponent winced, and tapped the table a few times. The white dragon sighed, laying down his own hand. Nothing more than a two pair, just as Draconicon had thought.

"Looks like I win this hand."

"Alright, alright, fine. Draw the victory card."

"That eager to get another condition?"

"Can't be any worse than your chastity cage."

He chuckled, looking down at his naked crotch with a bit of a blush. That had been one of the more surprising conditions, he had to admit. The dragon had lost one hand, but rather than one of the more minor humiliations from the earlier cards, he'd gotten his cock locked up. A timer was ticking down on the exterior of it, but he knew that the eight days until it released him would be a pain in the ass.

Heh, hopefully we find something just as humiliating for you, Havok, he thought as he reached for the second card deck. Though smaller than the card deck used for the poker hands, the cards themselves were quite a bit larger, almost big enough to dwarf his hand. The backs of them glittered with an energy not quite normal, and he let out a shaky breath as he touched the top card. Tingles of energy rushing up his arms, Draconicon brought the card up to read.

"Well, not a humiliating one, at least, not compared to this."

"Heh, lucky me."

"But you have to LICK MY FEET until I tell you to stop."

Havok's groan was some relief to the black dragon, but not much. He chuckled as he felt the card heat up in his hands, the glittering purple on the back of the card reflected in the white dragon's eyes. He could already see that his friend was getting taken over by the card's magic, and he knew it wouldn't be long before -

The white dragon stood up suddenly, walking around the table. Just like him, Havok was already in the nude, having been stripped by an earlier card. Unlike him, however, the white dragon was erect and throbbing, his cock completely free. Draconicon couldn't help but feel a little envy at seeing that.

Still, he was getting something he wanted. Leaning back in his chair, he propped his big, black feet up on the table, and watched as the white dragon sat beside them. The first drag of Havok's tongue along his sole sent a chill of arousal through him...though it was unpleasantly denied by the cage.

He ignored it, only stopping to adjust the cage as he watched Havok worship his feet. The other dragon really seemed to get into it, and Draconicon was pretty sure that it wasn't just from the hypnosis on the card. He knew that Havok had a foot fetish of his own, though usually he wasn't quite so animated about it. That forked tongue flicked up and down his soles, and then between his toes. It was almost ticklish, and only stopped itself from being so by the soothing way that it licked up the sweat on his feet.

Grinning, he dragged his toes down the other dragon's face, leaving little damp marks on his scales. Havok followed his feet with his eyes, glancing around as they moved about his face before shoving his nose against the untouched sole of his other foot.

"Hehehe, it's so good to see you enjoying yourself."

He fondled himself through the chastity cage again, but knew that he couldn't get this up for much longer. After this much stimulation, he was already trying to get hard, and the cage was getting uncomfortable. Sighing after he had his big toe sucked a couple of times, he waved his hand.

"Release card."

The command ended the hypnosis, though Havok kept licking for a few more seconds before he seemed to realize it. The white dragon blushed as he stepped back to his place at the table, shaking his head.

"I'll get you for that."

"Just gotta win a round to do that. How long has it been now?"

"Too long. Deal."

Still chuckling, Draconicon did as he was told, dealing out another five card hand. However, he had to suppress a wince as he saw what he was dealt. It wasn't the most promising of hands, really; he was barely starting with a single pair, and everything else was of a different suit. In contrast, Havok looked like a cat that got the cream.

The discard and draw didn't go much better. Though he kept his pair, he hadn't gotten much in return. An ace high, but that was it. And he knew that wasn't going to be enough. Havok chuckled.

"Ready to show?"

"I guess."

"What's the matter? Not so confident anymore?"

"Not really, but it could be worse."

The two of them laid their hands down. As he expected, Havok had gotten a very good hand. Four of a kind, in fact. Draconicon groaned, rubbing his forehead as Havok eagerly reached for the secondary deck.

"This is gonna suck."

"Come on, it's all in good - whoa."

"Whoa doesn't sound good."

"Well, it says to MARK YOUR TERRITORY! SCENT A BODY PART OF ONE OPPONENT!"

This time, the deck blasted the two of them with the hypnotic lights. Draconicon felt it slipping into his head, pushing his other thoughts away. It was very powerful magic, and he was left with just one thing in his head. While Havok would be marking him, he could choose the part to be marked.

There was no real choice. He lifted his feet again, holding them out in front of him. As soon as he'd made the motion, his body went still, leaving him absolutely no mobility. His mind went blank as Havok stood up and walked over to him, and he only vaguely recognized the dragon as having moved. As soon as the white dragon went still, it was out of his head again, leaving him as mindless as a statue.

Then he felt the warmth running to his feet. Somewhere, deep in his mind, he registered it for what it was, but in general all he could feel was warmth. Warmth and...and a claim, like the heat running down his feet meant that they weren't his anymore.

It continued for almost half a minute, streams and a vague pressure running down his soles before it finally tapered off. The dragon felt his body lowering his legs before the wetness could run down his ankles or along his legs, and when his soles touched ground, he felt his mind come back. He glanced down.

"So...you just piss-marked my feet."

"You picked the part, you know."

"Uh huh. Well, I guess they're YOUR feet now."

"Wha -"

"That card. It said to mark your territory. I guess they're technically your property now."

"Not until you wash them off; I'm not playing with pee-feet."

That's a relief, he thought as he reached for the deck, dealing out another hand. If he'd wanted that, I'd need to check the magic on this thing.

Thankfully, the next hand was a great deal better. He nearly had a straight flush already, and just needed to get rid of one card and hope for the best. Draconicon didn't stop himself from grinning; unlike regular poker, one couldn't fold and get out of a worse loss if they thought they had a bad hand. Here, they had to stick it through to the end, and hope for the best.

He discarded...and got just what he wanted.

"Heh, ready for a new condition, Havok?"

"I think I should be asking you that, Drac."

"Prove it."

They threw down their cards, and it was Havok's turn to wince. His full house was a nice one, but Draconicon's straight flush had it beaten. Chuckling to himself, Draconicon reached for the pile.

"I wonder, will this be the end of our white-scaled hero? Will he become the corrupted servant of the superior black dragon? Will he -"

"For the love of god, turn over the card and let's see what happens."

"Spoilsport."

He grabbed the top card, and immediately grinned, making Havok facepalm.

"Oh lord, I know that look. I just lost, didn't I?"

"Yep. THE WINNER IS DECLARED. ALL LOSERS ARE SENTENCED TO HAREM DUTY FOR THE WEEK."

It was the winning card, always announcing the end of the game. Sometimes it came quick, sometimes it came late. Today, it felt a little late to come after the chastity device card, but he supposed he'd live with it. Besides, he could do other things with the white dragon. He leaned back, watching as the purple took over Havok's eyes again. Chains and manacles appeared, giving the other dragon a look similar to a harem dancer. His eyes flickered as the hypnosis settled in, and soon, he was grinning in the most servile manner that Draconicon had ever seen.

"How may I serve you, master?"

"I think you can go and draw me a bath. After that, you can stand beside me and keep your cock hard. We'll see where it goes after that."

"Of course, master. Right away, master."

The white dragon walked off, and Draconicon looked down at his wet feet. With a wave of his hand, he managed to get rid of the moisture, but he doubted that the full effects of not quite feeling that they were his wouldn't go away as soon.

Ah well. He had many other things that he could get his new harem slave to tend to over the next week. He grinned as he imagined it, heading towards the bathroom.

If only I hadn't gotten hit with the chastity card...Ah well, something to fix in the next version.

The End