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Linna Auriandi had no interest in Pokemon training, at least in the typical sense. The reason she had a Charizard kneeling before her, its neck in a collar and its body gleaming with oil in the fickle brazier light of her den, was because she wanted to fuck it. There was nothing more or less to it: Charizards were very attractive creatures, so closely resembling dragons that a true dragon would most definitely enjoy a chance to lie with one.

"You were not at all cheap to acquire," said Linna, smiling ruefully, following with her eyes the grumpy-looking Pokemon's flame-tipped tail as it lashed and swished. "Let's hope you'll be worth the money I spent." At that, she held up a foot. It was, although giant like the rest of Linna's body, very feminine. She wriggled her claw-tipped toes before the Charizard's snout. "Lick this."

The beast grumbled, puffing two trails of smoke from its nostrils. Linna narrowed her eyes and puffed smoke of her own in a black and sooty shade, enough to make a short-lived smokescreen. Linna wasn't a fire-breathing dragon, but she could manifest her formidable magic any way she desired. A little smoke from the nose was like nothing to her. "I can do that too," she darkly said. "Now lick."

Again the Charizard grumbled, but he started to lick the bottom of Linna's foot from heel to toe. Linna cooed, pushing it into the Pokemon's snout. Nothing stirred under her long purple loincloth. She didn't actually find foot worship terribly erotic - all she wanted was to show the Charizard who the boss was. "Suck on my big toe," she said, grinning wryly. "Your mouth looks like it's very good at sucking things - and don't spare me the tongue."

Still her new Pokemon groused, but he pulled down Linna's foot and slurped her big toe into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the digit, suckled it cleaner than it already was, and kept on it even after he thought she'd be satisfied. There was in fact something spiteful about the way he nursed on her toe, though he was mistaken to think he was annoying his new mistress somehow. To the contrary, Linna let out a rare titter and wiggled the toe. "Oh, goodness, that feels nicer than I expected. You're tickling me. Didn't realize I could be tickled - so stop that."

The Charizard was all too glad to stop. He watched then with some narrow-eyed curiosity as his mistress walked from her throne to the bed, which she sat back upon and invitingly patted. With a snort, the Pokemon approached and scooted up onto the bed, sitting like a lump beside her.

Wearing a devious smile, the beautiful black dragon slid a hand down her Pokemon's yellow breast and cupped him firmly around his genitals. The Pokemon grunted apprehensively, puffing a little more smoke, but as Linna began to massage his generous uncut shaft, his eyes drifted shut like he was having trouble keeping awake. A pleasured moan escaped him. Linna chuckled.

"I can and will be a kind mistress, if you are in turn obedient to me." She grasped his shaft, thickening and beginning to dribble precum across her fingers. As she stroked it, the Pokemon snuffled and curled his toes, opening his eyes just enough to squint at Linna. "Mmm. That's a good boy. Have you ever used this?"

The Pokemon shot her a sly look. It was perfectly natural on his rebellious face, and Linna couldn't help but laugh. She coaxed him to lie back, and his cock then jutted from his loins like a shoot, dribbling pre along itself and throbbing so heavily that its thickness nearly doubled each time.

Her loincloth beginning to tent now, Linna leaned over her comparatively small pet and tugged and teased the considerable length of his foreskin. Though the shaft was quite large, there was still enough excess skin that it puckered neatly. Linna played in its innards with a long, but blunt claw, tracing the veins inside, stretching the flesh and teasing the glans. Under her lurid touches, the Charizard's breath hitched and caught. He smartly resisted the urge to buck into her claw, though his body was softly twitching with pleasure. His tail lashed wildly.

Precum oozed around Linna's claw, making its keratin gleam. She drew her lip slightly up, putting on a subtle, but toothy smirk. "I was expecting something bigger," she admitted, meeting her Pokemon's eyes; he shot her a look both annoyed and wary. Linna laughed and pushed her tapered claw tip into the piss slit, and in it went for a few centimeters. Because her claw became dramatically wider the further she went, those centimeters were all it took to make the Charizard squirm and huff and wince.

It wasn't Linna's wish to do much more than tease the Pokemon. She drew back her claw, pulled it slowly out of the beast's piss slit and his foreskin, and licked her digit clean in a slow, deliberate way. "A fine taste," she mused. "It's too bad you'll be the one doing all of the licking."

Another grousing noise was the Charizard's answer. He looked away, making himself appear aloof - and adorable because of it. Linna sneered then turned her attention to his crotch again. She lifted his balls (nice weight, perhaps a good choice for breeding, she thought) and took a look at what she was really interested in: his anus. It was small, pink, and simply perfect. Linna didn't taste or smell it; she didn't even tease it with her claws. That could come later. The Pokemon was notably relieved when Linna released her soft hold on his balls and sat up.

Her smile a placid one but with her erection raging, Linna climbed up further on the bed, smooching her Charizard pet on the snout on her way past. She clambered up to the pillows, rolled onto her back, and laid out prone with her wings splayed lazily. Just as her Pokemon rolled over, got on his knees and put eyes on her, she tugged off her indigo loincloth and bared the fat, embellished length of her penis, big and soft balls spilling onto the bed underneath it. The flesh throbbed to a slow, lazy beat, pre falling from its pointed head like drool. "Come here, my pet," she cooed, beckoning with her gleaming claw, and the Charizard earnestly obeyed.

Evidently the Pokemon was already learning the natural order of things, for he knelt before his mistress, right between her great and shapely thighs. He gripped her cock in both his clumsy three-fingered mitts and pushed his nose against the tip.

As her Pokemon gave her a few tentative licks, Linna merely kept quiet, smiling. She waited to see if he'd try to suck on her, but he didn't. It was just as well. The dragoness giggled sweetly and said with a shake of her head, "No, dear. Close, but no. Back up a bit, won't you?"

So the Charizard did just that, watching Linna with renewed cautiousness. Linna, very much aware of her Pokemon's uncertainty and loving it, bent her knees and cupped her balls. She pulled them up, baring the damp slit of a cunt and a plump, but puckered anus further down. Like her penis and her nipples, the flesh of her orifices was ebony. "Eat out my ass," she growled, a sultry command from a dragon with the figure to lend it power. "Ignore the pussy. You will earn that another time. Just eat my ass," she lowly reiterated.

It was the sight of a cunt that made the Charizard's breathing quicken. His cock had already stiffened up from Linna's touch, but now it bulged, pocking itself with veins. He was afraid of Linna in a peculiar way, because he knew she had the power to destroy him with the blink of an eye, but he didn't believe she'd do much more than punish him in playfully sexual ways if he disobeyed. The urge to mount up and fuck her cunt was a powerful one.

Although Linna was lying back with knees bent and feet planted and balls held up high, her glare was still terrible. "I know exactly what you're thinking. Try it at your own risk - I've waited this long for a Charizard, and I can wait for another."

There was the fear again, sharp and strong. The Pokemon blinked and caught himself being cowed. As if to say I'm sorry mistress, I'll never do it again (at least not when you can read it on my face), he dropped to the bed and writhed forward like a snake, thinking only slightly of how nice and stimulating the soft cotton of the quilt felt against his penis. He bumped his snout into Linna's waiting anus and the dragon unceremoniously dropped her ballbag on his head, burying him in her ample scrotum, but it wasn't so bad for the Charizard once he made peace with what was happening. Linna's musk was hotboxed around him; what little air there was to breathe was thick with her divine smell.

Linna lazily masturbated, listening with delight as her new pet gradually gave in to the scent of her musk. His slurps were punctuated with deep snuffles, and whether or not it was intentional on his part, Linna nevertheless took great pleasure in his harsh exhalations. She didn't reprimand him for letting his tongue drift up to her pussy; he never quite tongued her there, merely tasted the margins of it and the honey which oozed from it, though it was a subtle leak compared to her penis. She couldn't very well reprimand him for letting his tongue wander a bit when her pussy was leaving a trail for him to follow, but besides that, the brunt of his attention was on the winking, large punker of her asshole. That was well enough for her.

The dragoness breathed slowly but heavily, and her green eyes drifted shut. Her grin was huge, showing teeth, and she wrapped her long and two-toned tail around the Charizard's, making a helix of them. Her hide was too tough to be bothered by the open flame of his tail tip, but the fact was that it couldn't have harmed her anyway. The Pokemon liked her, or at least lusted after her, and so the flame was little more than a pleasant warmth even during direct contact.

She gripped the quilt in her toes, bunching it between her digits. Her full breasts rose and fell in a quickening rhythm, beaten easily by the rapidly rising pace which she masturbated at. Pre dribbled on the back of the Charizard's neck, but he didn't notice it, being much too enthralled with Linna's musk. By then her anus was covered in a thick coat of slobber, getting thicker every time the clumsy Pokemon put on a fresh layer. It clenched and smooched against the Charizard's lips and tongue. Linna chuckled coolly (and yet there was a bit of strain in her voice) when she asked, "Not so distasteful, is it, my pet?"

Linna dragged the wet wedge of her tongue across her lips, leaving them gleaming. She puffed from her nostrils, making them flare. Swiftly and as though it had a mind of its own, her tail crept up the stalk of the Charizard's tail until its spade tip brushed the Pokemon's own small and virginal anus. It defensively clenched and the Pokemon grumbled; Linna felt him huff against her rear. She laughed, but again with a slightly strangled quality.

"Don't mind my tail," she said, less a casual brush-off and more a command. She cupped one of her plump breasts and self-indulgently thumbed her nipple; the puffy black nub oozed rich cream, discernible from her pale frontal hide only by its sheen. A much greater ooze was that of her precum which ran down the Pokemon's back, corralled in the channel made by his wing stalks. Her pre was coming faster all the time, gushing with each throb of her thick meat, and her breathing was similarly growing very labored.

"Tongue me harder," she growled, abandoning all playfulness. She curled her toes tight, pressing her claws into her own feet, spearing the comforter. Her Pokemon obeyed, slobbering her anus relentlessly, greedily consuming sweat laced with musk and pheromones. The scent of Linna's body could do that to anybody; but the Charizard, she realized, was especially prone to it. That put a smirk on her face.

With a low but long cry, Linna shot her wad down the Pokemon's spine. It glazed him like a pastry, its milky whiteness diffusing on his flanks and dripping unsteadily down his body to the bed like drippings from icicles. And still, even when her pet Pokemon was covered, she continued to stroke herself and shoot her wad. The fat knot at the base of her penis was swollen, her balls tight and throbbing; and through it all, her Pokemon rimmed her eagerly, slathering her rhythmically clenching and relaxing anus. Did he even know she had come? Did it matter? Linna chuckled dreamily, rolling back her big green eyes before she closed them. She pushed the tip of her tail into the Pokemon's virgin ass, just an inch of its length, then pulled it back when the Pokemon growled and snuffled. "Relax," she said softly. "I'm not going to fuck you. Not tonight."

Linna insisted, when afterglow began to warm her body, that her pet straighten up. He did so, albeit with some reluctance, and his eyes had a marked stupidity to them as if he were drunk; but in a way, he was. The doped expression made Linna laugh sweetly in her afterglow. She sat up laboriously to give her Pokemon a kiss between the eyes. His head stank of her musk, and this pleased her immensely.

"Ah, I do hate to do this," the dragoness sheepishly said, "but I'm afraid I'm too sluggish to get up right now." She smiled, partly at her own behavior and partly in response to her Charizard's wary, questioning gaze. She gestured to the open air. Black smoke seemed to ooze from her palm, startling the Charizard, making him grunt in surprise and revulsion. Linna grabbed his shoulder in her free hand and uttered, "Hold still. You're quite safe."

The black mist moved like no smoke the pyromaniacal Pokemon had ever seen in all his life. It swam through the air, not bound by air current, moving like a serpent and restricting itself to a tight bore. It slid around his wrists, intangibly passing through them to take the easiest and shortest path. It suddenly became solid as it lassoed his wrists in behind his back, pulling itself taut.

Suddenly (and rightly so), the Charizard grimaced and grunted, tugging at his bonds, offended by them in more ways than one. Linna softly laughed, rubbing his shoulders in a reassuring manner. "It's just a bit of restraint, dear pet. It can enhance pleasure," she noted with a single wink. "And from the looks of you, pleasure is something you're in dire need of."

It was true. The Charizard's meat ached, drooling on the bed. The fear of the smoke and the bonds it made around his arms had done nothing to whittle away his erection; and in response to the sultry tones and gazes of his mistress Linna, he was hard again. The Pokemon huffed, blowing smoke from his nostrils. A sour look settled on his face, undercut by a blush on his snout.

Linna pushed her Pokemon back, then set him on the floor. He rested near the foot of the bed, helpless in bondage and looking none too pleased with it. The dragoness sat on the edge of the bed, making it sag considerably. Her scrotum hung heavily over the edge, catching the Charizard's eye; he wanted again what was underneath it. The dragon of course had other plans, the extent of which were hinted at when she lifted a foot. It was, as he noted before, large but oddly demure; very well cared-for, if the short trim and careful buff of the claws and heel were anything to go by. Linna abruptly shoved it into the Charizard's belly, mashing his uncut prick between her foot and his hide. He gasped, flinching instinctively, only letting up when the dragon started to rub him off with her foot. She clenched it between her big toe and the next one over, pulling down the hood of foreskin to expose the glans for a fleeting moment.

"Did you think I was going to harm you, pet?" Linna teased. "I've no desire to be kicked in the balls myself. I would never do it to another creature." As she noted this, her foot moved quickly and smoothly, masturbating the Charizard and prompting him to roll back his severe eyes, hiding them under their lids. His breathing became shallow but fast, quick whiffs making sharp whistles in his nostrils. The smell of Charizard musk was rising in the air, and precum from the Pokemon's shaft oozed all over Linna's ladylike foot, slicking it and in turn making her work easier.

Linna licked her lips, then drew them back in a toothy sneer. Her spade-tipped tail swished at her back, cutting the air like a blade. The sound was buried under the wet lap and suckle of her foot playing across the Charizard's endowment; and gradually the Pokemon fell back, overwhelmed by pleasure and hardly caring that he was painfully crushing his wings. His sticky back pressed against the carpet and his cock jutted at a nearly straight angle from his loins - or it would have had Linna not been pressing it to his stomach.

She brought her other foot into play. It was her left one, not as skillful for fine tasks, but she used it well on his balls. They benefited greatly from just a few clumsy rubs and claw tickles. Pre shot often from the Pokemon's penis, covering his belly now, leaving it nearly as glazed as his cum-smeared back.

"Are you almost done, my pet?" asked Linna, that sneer pulling up tighter, but her tone stayed as matronly as ever. "Snort twice for yes."

From the Charizard's flared nostrils came two distinct blasts. Linna laughed, delighted by this. She pinned the Charizard's penis between her feet, grinding it and soon pinching its glans between her toes. "Mmm, just imagine if I'd actually let you enter me. You'd last a very long time, wouldn't you?" A chuckle, low and coy. "Ten, perhaps fifteen seconds... yes, I'm sure you'd be an endurant little thing."

The Pokemon grunted, snapping his head one way, then the other. He wriggled uselessly in the ebon manifestation of Linna's powers. Was the humiliation actually getting him off? He was shaken to acknowledge the fact that it was. Being under Linna's thumb was thrilling, almost as much as the taste of her ass had been. Would this life really be a bad one?

Interrupting the Charizard's frenzied perturbation was the dragoness climbing over top of him, straddling his loins. Her fat sheath pressed against his aching, spitting cock and she pushed her lips into his neck, and there she bit him right alongside the collar. There wasn't enough force to even start to break the skin, but the feeling of her gigantic teeth on his hide made him shriek and buck.

She let fly a sultry growl as she began to grind upon her Charizard. Less elegantly than her feet but with much the same result, her sheath and ballbag pleasured the urgently snorting Pokemon. Oftentimes her big genitals utterly smothered his crotch much like her balls had smothered his snout, but the pleasure was always the same. The Charizard winced and squirmed, a powerful warrior reduced to a whimpering mess by this dragoness. He knew she had power over him, and she knew it even better than he. He opened his eyes once to see her white teeth gleaming past black, simpering lips and green eyes staring starkly down at him like molten emeralds. Every facet of her expression said to him: you are mine now, dear pet, and you'd best learn to enjoy it. I certainly do.

"Release for me, my pet," said Linna, voice gentle and sweet in spite of the perverted expression locked on her face. "Cum for me." She ground and rubbed, crushing his aching genitals under the overwhelming weight of her own. Sweat and precum and lingering drool covered the Charizard's crotch, resulting in a warm, if not swampy feeling. "Cum for me," she said a bit more urgently; a command this time. "Do it. You're dying for it," she growled, and licked his neck. "You love this, every second of it. You've wanted to cum since you tasted my body. Well, dear pet, if you want to ever taste it again, you will cum for me now."

How could anybody in their right might resist Linna? Perhaps it was magic, maybe it was just her scent, or possibly it was simple charisma and beauty; but Linna was magnetic in personality and sexuality. The Charizard, once infinitely prideful, had been rendered a writhing mess of desire. Had his clawed mitts been available to him, he would have certainly caressed Linna's heavy bosom, maybe even put his lips to a nipple to taste her cream. But he couldn't; all he could do was cum. That sweet release was right there. It tingled in his loins, brought upon by the grinding weight of the dragon's dormant crotch. It was so close... and he embraced it, letting it take over for him.

A long, sharp bray would have escaped the Charizard, except when the Pokemon began to cry out, Linna thrust her black tongue into his maw. She slathered his teeth, his palate, his gums with remarkable dominance, and she rumbled heatedly. His orgasm came at last, splattering his own gut one moment, the underside of Linna's fat white ballbag the next. The heaviest of the ropes ended in just a moment but the lazy drool lasted for many seconds. Linna continued to lick her Pokemon's maw, yanking back her tongue only when the heaving and whimpering ceased and the warm laziness of afterglow began. Linna dispelled the binds on the Charizard's wrists and said with a chuckle, "Excellent, dear pet. I believe you've earned another session with my ass."

That was fine and well for the Pokemon... but for later. For now he was tired, but happy. Linna saw the way he relaxed against the floor and she smiled. It was a sweet expression, matching the typically maternal tone she spoke with. "We can relax for now," she quietly said, and kissed his cheek.

The Pokemon sighed and splayed his arms and his wings alike. Being the property of Linna Auriandi wasn't such a bad thing.