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It's Better Under Her for Finrod by Draconicon

"I...finished the dishes, Niara."

The red dragon couldn't believe he was saying something so similar to last week, but that was the case. Finrod stood at the edge of the kitchen, fighting the urge to reach down to his pants and adjust what lay under them again. Instead, he looked at the mare sitting in the living room, waiting for her to respond.

She didn't, at first. Niara kept reading her book, her eyes flicking back and forth in silence. Her legs were crossed, and the lower half of her face was hidden by the book. However, he was sure that there was a smile hidden behind it, particularly as she let the moment drag on and on. It wasn't until she finished reading her page that she put the book down and smiled in the most gentle way at him.

"I'm sorry, Finrod, what did you say?"

"I finished the dishes."

"Oh, such a good, helpful dragon."

He blushed at her comment, trying to ignore the way that it made his cock throb in his pants. The chastity cage still stung, even after the full week; he doubted that he would ever put something like that on again, even if he was at his most desperate. His shaft ached from the perpetual erections it tried to get, and his balls felt like they were big enough to shove his legs apart from the lack of climaxes over the week.

Still, he managed to put on a smile that wasn't shaky, and nodded.

"I'm glad I can help."

"Well, I think a dragon like you deserves a little reward."

She closed the book and put it to the side, sliding her legs off of her footrest and onto the floor. It was a fluid motion that never disturbed the short skirt that she wore, something he still didn't know how she accomplished. The mare walked across the room, gently grabbing him by his tie, and pulled him along towards the stairway.

"Come with me, that's a good boy."

He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being led along by a leash, but he told himself that it was nothing. They were just going upstairs, and hopefully, he had done well enough that he would be allowed out of his cage. Then he could say goodbye to the thing, and never deal with it again. He would be free of it, and maybe - just maybe - Niara would be good enough to give him some of the pleasure he'd given her the last time.

Of course, the stairs came with their own problem. As Niara walked ahead of him, her swaying hips immediately caught his attention, and he paused just long enough for them to get to eye level. The short skirt looked even shorter at this height, and he had a chance to look underneath, something that he immediately regretted from how it tightened the cage. Her thong had almost completely disappeared between her rump cheeks, and it looked like she was wearing nothing at all beneath her skirt.

He grunted from the sudden denial of his erection, and Niara paused. She looked back at him, and was chuckling by the time he looked up at her face.

"My my, still getting used to that?"

"No, no, I, uh, just stubbed my toe."

"Well, you did have a big distraction in front of you," she said, swaying her rump from side to side.

That wasn't helping one bit, and he had to bite his lip to keep his cock from getting any harder than it already was. The cage prevented him from getting an erection, but that didn't mean that it made it comfortable when his cock tried to get up. He had already had a number of issues with that.

Thankfully, Niara didn't tease him for long, and led him the rest of the way up the stairs to the bedroom. She opened the door, and then turned to him, gently tugging at his tie. She threw it over her shoulder, and then started working on the buttons of his shirt.

"So, has you been a good boy and kept that on all week?"

"You have the key; there's no way that I could get it off."

"And you didn't even try?"

"Well...no."

She chuckled, and he supposed that he could have tried; other men might have tried going to a locksmith or doing something with tools. He'd just waited the week out...but that didn't say anything bad about him, the dragon was sure.

"You are a good boy. And for that, I'm going to make sure you really love your reward tonight."

"You, uh, promised -"

"And you'll get it, my dear Finrod. You'll get it. You just have to do one little eensy weensy favor for me."

Oh dear.

"Uh...what would that be?"

"There's a small box in my closet. Get it out, and put on the stuff inside."

"Well...okay."

I need to learn to look at things before saying yes.

Not only was he still in the chastity cage, but now he was wearing a leather chest harness, leg spreaders, leather straps that extended from the harness to the cock-ring part of the chastity cage and down his thighs, and an o-ring gag in his mouth. He was drooling past it, as much as he tried to keep it in his mouth, and it left him blushing bright enough that it showed through his red scales. It didn't help that the blue orb between his horns cast enough light to make all the metal parts shimmer.

Niara had helped him onto the bed, though he couldn't understand why she kept him on all fours. He looked over at the closet again, where she was rooting around on the top shelf for something. He cocked his head to the side, even as he felt the air conditioning come on, a puff of cool air under his tail making him all the more aware of how exposed he was. He couldn't even pull his tail down, considering that the tip was tied to the chest harness from the back.

What is she doing? he wondered as she continued to look through the closet.

"Oh, there it is. I was starting to think someone had thrown it out."

She turned around, and his eyes went so wide that he felt like they might fall out. In her hands was a rubber dildo, or, more accurately, a strap-on, complete with the belt for it. The shaft itself was shaped like a horse's shaft, and it was just as big, stretching out so that it looked more like she was cradling a large baby in her arms rather than a toy. The dragon's head shook rapidly, but she was already at his side, rubbing his hip as if he were an animal to be calmed.

"Don't worry, don't worry. It's not going to hurt."

"Mmmph!"

"I know how to use this right. Just calm down, little dragon. Niara knows how to take care of her boy."

Finrod blushed worse than ever as she stroked his hip, her hand sliding ever closer to his rump until it had slipped directly under his tail. He'd never had something playing with him back there, and considering that his wrists were cuffed to the bed, he couldn't even squirm away. He could just lay there on all fours as Niara's fingers teased and stroked him from hole to balls and back again.

And yet, his cock was actually coming to life. It throbbed in the chastity cage, and he swore that it was oozing something. But that was -

A cold dollop of something - lube, probably - on his hole made him jerk, yelping past the gag in his mouth. It was swiftly followed by a finger pressing past his rim, gliding into his hole and feeling around. The dragon groaned, squirming about in a futile attempt to escape the finger. It pressed in further, relentless, and he lowered his head with an ever-increasing groan until -

"Ooooooh."

"Mmm, found your sweet spot, little dragon. Let's play with that a little bit."

And play she did. Her finger rubbed and massaged his prostate gently, and with each passing second, he felt his pulse get higher, his breath come more raggedly, and his cock was most definitely oozing. With his head leaned down against the bed, he could see the long, slender string of pre running out of the end of the cage, hanging like a liquid icicle above the sheets.

Then a second finger slid in, and he grunted, the string breaking before another droplet was milked out. Then a third finger slid in, and he realized just how far out he was being stretched. He looked over to his side again, where the strap-on lay right on the bed. It was huge; even with those three fingers already inside him, could that even fit?

She teased him to the edge of an orgasm, and then pulled her fingers back. Another, bigger dollop of that cool lube was squirted inside of his hole, and he heard the toy being pulled up onto her waist. He shuddered in anticipation, his cheeks burning up as he felt the fake cock rubbing up and down between his ass cheeks. He kept telling himself that it was fake, that this was just a one time thing. He was doing it for a favor; he didn't want it inside him, really. The pleasure had just been -

"MMMMMPH!"

His eyes went so wide it almost hurt as she popped the head of the toy into him. It felt so much bigger than it looked, and his tail strained at the restraint that held it over his head. He squirmed, trying to get away, but her hands grabbed him by the hips - embarrassingly like he would have liked to grab hers - and she whispered, shushing him.

"Calm down, calm down...it's okay. It's your first time, but it's okay. Just relax, and let it in."

That was nearly impossible, but he did his best, trying to take deep breaths as the shaft slowly pushed further and further in. Even with the lube, it felt like it was burning as it forced him open. He bit down on the gag, his jaws aching from the deep, huge penetration. He -

Then it touched his prostate, and he groaned at the heavy pressure on it. It was suddenly all he could think about, particularly as the toy slipped in a bit faster, a bit deeper. He was pinned in place by the mare, and there was no way that he could even pull himself up. He just sank further and further against the bed, even as she slipped deeper into him.

He would have been shocked when he felt her hips click with his, but it was too intense for him to think. All he could do was moan and drool past the gag as it started to slide back out, his cock twitching idly and weakly in the cage. It had to be drooling too, but he couldn't think of it. All that mattered was that glorious pressure on his prostate.

In and out, in and out she went, and each time he groaned in a shameful moan, his cheeks burning as he was fucked like a female, and yet...yet took so much pleasure from it. It was wrong, but somehow, that made it all the better as she took him, fucked him right into the bed as time went on.

He didn't know how long it was, but some way into it, he felt like he was cumming. It wasn't a real climax, because it didn't feel the same, but he felt a higher pressure oozing out of his cock, sliding out of the cage. He moaned louder, and Niara suddenly stopped.

"I knew you had potential, my dear dragon. Not everyone can cum from this, but I thought you might. Particularly after you were so good about wearing the cage for a whole week, just like I asked."

She pulled out slowly, slowly enough for him to feel every inch of the massive strap-on, and he heard it clatter to the floor. The next thing he knew, the mare was sitting on the bed, her legs spread to show her soaking crotch. And in front of it, a collar.

"I have another choice for you, little dragon. You can leave now, wearing your chastity cage, and come back in a week to have it taken off. Or you can put this on, and you can stay with me for the weekend, as my little pet to be taken care of...and who helps take care of me.

"What do you say?"

The End