FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

After spending a lot of time being forced to worship the shaft of the dragon that enslaved him, Ferien was finally given some rest, being sent away to 'his place'. His place was nothing but a ragged, poorly cared for blanket set on the cold hard floor not too far from the cavern's entrance. The grey wolf sat over it, at first rubbing the back of his paws against his muzzle in a feeble attempt to take the lingering taste of dragon musk from his mouth, then, after a while of failing at it, just slouching back against a wall. The naked ex-soldier stared idly at the cavern's entrance, where the sun had already traded places with a bright moon and a sky full of stars.

The exit was right there, so close to him. The wolf had no doubts the dragon had put him right by the entrance just to tease him with it. More than once had the wolf tried to escape in his first weeks. In the middle of the night when the dragon was asleep. In the middle of the afternoon when the dragon was away. In none of those attempts had he gotten past the first hill before some sort of magic paralyzed him. He had then been forced to lie awkwardly on the ground, waiting for the dragon to come back while dreading the punishment he would get for trying to escape. He had no idea what sort of magic caused that, but no effort to find out had given him any clues so far.

Time went by. Curled up against the wall, Ferien was getting close to sleep when the sound of the dragon's claws against the stony floor woke him up. The wolf looked up to see Verinax, the black scaled dragon that was his captor and tormentor, approaching him. Instead of his usual large size, the best now walked in its four legs in a size that was close to that of a feral horse. Despite his pointy horns and cruel eyes, the dragon didn't seem as intimidating in that size. Or he wouldn't if Ferien didn't know better.

The canine scrambled to stand up as the dragon approached, ears down in submission. He kept his eyes away. Ferien was almost daring to hope that the dragon wouldn't want anything to do with him that night, but of course he'd been wrong. In the dragon's current size the wolf was a tiny bit taller than him, since he stood on all fours. Verinax's reduced size filled Ferien with dread, the wolf knowing what it meant.

The first time the dragon had fucked the wolf, he'd shrunk to the size of a large a dog. As proud wolf soldier who was only interested in girls, that had been the first time Ferien had taken another male's shaft up his tailhole, which would already be shameful enough for him even if it didn't feel like he was being mated by a beast like some... some bitch. Every time after that had been even worse. The dragon shrinked himself a little less each time, forcing him to take the dragon's length in an even bigger form than before no matter how much the previous time had been hurtful and hard on him. Now, seeing the dragon and thinking about having a horse's member up his tailhole, Ferien could do nothing but clench his fists.

"Down, slave. Present," the dragon said as if he was telling some dog to perform a trick. Ferien could not hold back a small growl. How that act hurt his dignity. He felt terrible complying, but nevertheless, the wolf got down on all fours over his blanket, which was better than settling his knees on the hard ground, and turned around. As a final effort, he forced himself to lift his tail high, exposing his entrance to the dragon and, at the same time, making him feel more vulnerable than in any other position he'd ever been at. Ferien closed his eyes, shuddering in anticipation.

The wolf could pretty much feel the dragon grinning behind him. No movement could be felt for a while, until finally the touch of the dragon's chest came to his tail. When the dragon fucked him on the size of a dog, he'd felt him mounting him. Settling himself over him like the beast he was. Now, however, on this size.. He only felt his bushy, lifted tail brushing against Verinax's chest, then his underbelly, having to make an extra effort not to tuck it between his legs, much to his embarrassment. It only stopped when the dragon's member touched his rump. It was hard, of course. He'd also be if someone had spent hours licking his member idly.

The wolf kept his eyes shut as he felt the tip of the dragon's member touch his entrance. Ferien's whole body tensed, as always, and he grit his teeth. He knew how every single ridge in that black member would feel, but he also had full knowledge that it would feel even worse than it had last time. Maybe that would be the time when it would be too big for him to handle. The dragon rubbed his member against his entrance. Slowly he kept rubbing, making the wolf feel the warm, sticky pre being smeared against his entrance. Making Ferien know he was vulnerable, bare. Completely at his mercy.

Verinax, however, was a lot of things, but he definitely wasn't patient. The dragon's tease did not last long. Soon Ferien felt the tip of the draconic member start pressing against his entrance, trying to break into his resistance. The wolf's already tensed muscles clenched themselves even tighter, resonating his fear and dread of what was to come. The dragon's breath came over his neck, almost over his head as the beast lowered its muzzle. The dragon's hips moved, the increased the strength given to his efforts allowing the draconic length to slowly start beating the small resistance that the canine's tailhole offered.

Ferien's claws grasped his blanket on the floor, the wolf letting out a heavy grunt for the intense feeling of the that big shaft's head popping into him. He didn't know if it was just his knowledge that the dragon's cock was bigger than last time or if it indeed made a difference, but it definitely felt bigger for the wolf at that moment. A soft growl of pleasure came from the dragon above him, which wasted no time in sinking more of his shaft into the warmness of Ferien's tailhole.

The wolf felt every single ridge that adorned Verinax's member sinking into him with a new grunt. He knew by experience now that it would feel even worse on the way out and, just as that thought crossed his mind, the dragon obliged him.

Feeling he had sank enough of his member into the wolf, the dragon started pulling out, making the wolf feel that big member grinding against his insides only to thrust it back in a moment later, this time faster, deeper. It brought out a longer, louder grunt from Ferien, but judging by the dragon's light chuckles, that was very much his intention. That's when the dragon stopped for moment, member lodged almost fully inside the wolf and letting Ferien some much needed time to adjust to its considerable size.

"Don't you love being taken by your master, slave?" The dragon asked. Ferien didn't say anything, of course, simply standing there on all fours, arms and legs trembling and panting while he tried to cope with the humiliating pain coming from his ass. "Tell me that you love taking a dragon's member up your tailhole, wolf." The dragon insisted. He really did want to hear it. Ferien swallowed, ears folding back yet a little more.

"I... love taking a dragon's member up my tailhole, master," Ferien said, feeling sick inside for the words he was being forced to utter. He felt his face burning from the shame, muzzle hot. The dragon, on the other hand, let out a louder chuckle.

"Very well. I will satisfy you, then," the beast said calmly before resuming his thrusting. They were light and slow at first, as if the dragon was using the wolf's tailhole to stroke and tease himself. Ferien could tell he actually enjoyed all the uncomfortable clenching the wolf's body couldn't help but give him. After a while, however, those thrusts started getting fiercer. The dragon would sink his member even deeper than before, in a faster rhythm. Ferien could tell by the dragon's breathing that his arousal was starting to take over. Like a real beast. That was the worst part.

The thrusting went on, pace increasing bit by bit. Eventually Verinax's forepaw came over Ferien's back, pushing the wolf's torso down against the ground. Ferien was forced to have his muzzle pressed against the blanket, but had to keep his knees up to keep his ass lifted for the dragon to fuck. With the new position, the dragon also shifted, getting better leverage to fuck the wolf downwards in a way that allowed his ridged shaft to penetrate with more ease. Ferien's claws sank into the blanket creating small holes from the sheer grip on them. He knew the dragon always let on a considerable amount of pre and, while the thought of having his insides coated with the beast's natural lubrication wasn't something that pleased him at all, he was glad that it at least made the initial pain of being penetrated subside to give away to an intense feeling that.. That he could barely describe. It definitely wasn't pleasurable, at least not that he would admit, but it didn't exactly hurt either.

The dragon's humping started getting even more intense for a while and Ferien started to think he would built up to his climax, which was another thing the wolf was not looking forward to. At least it would end it. Much to his surprise, however, the dragon started slowing down to a halt once more, even if he too was panting over the wolf's head.

Cold, hard claws came down under the wolf, touching his belly first, then going down to his furry sheath and balls to feel them. It made the wolf jump, but with the dragon's other forepaw pretty much supporting all of his weight on his back he couldn't do much to stop it.

"Hmm. You are not hard. A slave should feel pleasure in pleasing his master, remember? You better fix this, slave."

The dragon's words hit Ferien hard. He had never asked for that before. The wolf knew what he had to do, but he really, really didn't want to do THAT while... But no. He had no choice. Damned dragon! Ferien felt his muzzle burning again as he forced one of his paws to move downwards towards his own groin. He knew the dragon was observing him. With effort, the wolf guided his paw down to his own sheath.

Much to his own shame, he felt a small part of his own cock already outside it, but that wasn't enough for the dragon. Ferien started stroking himself, coaxing his member out of his sheath, forcing it to harden even with the shaft of a dragon lodged into his tailhole. He didn't look up, but he knew the dragon was smiling. "Good slave," the beast commented, and then his slow thrusting started again.

Through the intense sensations of being fucked, the wolf was surprised to find himself managing to make himself hard quite fast. The dragon's humping was quickly getting back to the point and pace it was before it stopped, but now Ferien had to deal with the fact that he was also hard for it. Like some eager slut that actually enjoyed the treatment. If another wolf saw this... Just the thought filled him with so much shame he felt like choking.

Drops of pre started adorning the wolf's claws again. It was his pent-up state, of course. Weeks without cumming and intense teasing always had him at the brink of orgasm many times faster than he normally would or, as he told himself, in situations where he would never would have managed to get himself aroused in the first place. Ferien felt himself getting somewhat close. Close enough to have his knot out, which helped in his self-teasing, and close enough to know he would be hard for a while despite the pain and humiliation of that cock ramming his back, so he stopped.

A strong, particularly deep thrust from the dragon came in direct response to that.

"Do not stop," the dragon growled from above him, which made Ferien confused. The wolf didn't continue right away, not sure he understood what he was supposed to do, but that only got him another particularly hard thrust, making the wolf grunt heavily and put his stroking fingers right over his member right away. That seemed to satisfy the dragon, as he continued his fucking as if nothing had happened.

Ferien kept going, but no matter how slowly he stroked himself, added to the feeling of his ass being rammed, he found himself quite close to orgasm. He tried stopping once more, but rough thrusts and growls made him aware that the dragon really didn't want him to stop for some reason. What made the wolf conflicted, however, was that Verinax had also not said that he could release.

Cumming without permission and getting punished was something that Ferien could not afford, yet the dragon kept him going. Worse of all was the fact that, on top of all that, the wolf WANTED to keep going. He wanted it really, really badly. Each touch of his clawed fingers over that throbbing, veiny canine length made him feel a small rush of pleasure through his whole system. Each time he took his claws down to touch at his knot, completely engorged and out of his sheath, it was like pressing into pure pleasure. All that pent up need wanted out, but the dragon had successfully ingrained in his mind the images of the terrible lengths of punishment that would come for a release that wasn't permitted, which was the only thing that held Ferien back at the moment.

Maybe he'd only have to hold until the dragon finished himself. Ferien's body was being rocked every single time the dragon slammed his hips against him. The cave was filled with the wet, slurping sounds of sex as the beast's cock slid in and out from Ferien's tailhole in a lewd display, showing just how much the wolf's tailhole had had to adapt to the dragon's considerable length and width. The canine could hear the dragon huffing above him between his own pants, gasps and grunts, knowing it as a clear sign that the dragon was close, but... but then he felt Verinax slowing down for a moment. The dragon was holding back.

Ferien let out a soft whimper of frustration. Desperately close to his own climax, he tried stopping once more. He kept his paw over his cock, gripping it and hoping the dragon didn't notice that he'd stopped, but it didn't last two seconds before an even rougher growl came from above him.

"I said do NOT stop," the dragon said with tones of anger in his voice. It frightened Ferien to a point that made him stroke himself quickly to make up for it, which in turn brought a great deal of pleasure. The wolf didn't know what to do. He couldn't hold himself back. The dragon's fucking, which had slowed, started speeding up again. The grinding of that big member inside him spoke directly to his own stroking, making his own cock pulse with life, so pent up, so eager, so close...

And then it happened. Ferien's eyes shot open. His paw stopped the stroking, closing around his member in a tight grip, trying to stop the inevitable, but it was hopeless. He could feel the pleasure spreading through his body, everywhere, and it made him smile. It was what he'd been wanting for so long. His cock spasmed inside his hand and the first strong, powerful pulse of warm wolf cum came straight to his pawpad, but after that, he couldn't resist. The pleasure was already there, the amazing feeling, and he NEEDED to stroke himself, so that's what he did. Ferien let out a long moan of delight as he milked the next strong jets of pearly white seed from himself, stored in his balls for so long and now finally free.

Along with his amazing climax, Ferien could feel himself clenching back there. He could feel his tailhole closing in around that invading shaft which did not stop thrusting every time his muscles spasmed with pleasure. The dragon could obviously feel it too, for he let out a loud growl that came close to a roar merely seconds after the wolf's climax starting, starting to fill the wolf with another type of warmness.

Ferien, however, for the first time did not feel immediately bothered by the fact that he was being forced to take a dragon's seed up his ass. He was too busy enjoying the pleasure that had been denied from him for such a long time. Those sensations, however, as lengthy as they were after so long, did not last forever. As the high of climax started fading from the wolf's body, giving way to rapid breathing and exhaustion, the implications of what Ferien had just done started crawling right up his mind. He had stroked himself and released while a dragon fucked him. And he had done it without explicit permission.

The wolf could feel some of his cum messing the fur of his belly. His paw went down to feel his blanket warm in what was almost a puddle of it. He could feel the dragon's cum slowly leaking through the back of his legs, not truly contained by his tailhole even with that big shaft still lodged there uncomfortably. It made Ferien's ears pin down against his head. The dragon above him wasn't moving yet, certainly catching his own breath after his own orgasm. Verinax hadn't said anything, but it was his fault that Ferien hadn't stopped. He'd wanted to stop! Surely the dragon couldn't condemn him for that, could he? Ferien whimpered, for in his mind, he already knew the answer.

"What a bad, bad slave. You released without my permission. I know that getting fucked by your betters feels too good, but I still expect you to control yourself," the dragon said slowly. His tone was calm. Cold. Cruel. It made Ferien's heart sink to the ground. In one rough movement, the dragon dislodged himself from Ferien's tailhole, bringing forth more cum that had been held inside the wolf's ass down into his blanket and letting the wolf free to slouch down, his belly falling right over what was indeed a puddle of his own cum.

"I suppose we have no choice but to punish you, right, slave?"