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Hyruzon was sitting lazily in the entrance to his cave, head between his paws as he looked down the slope from his home. His cave was at the top of a large hill and he had hollowed out a cave with magic when he'd moved to the area. When the hillside had been cleared of trees with magic, it allowed him to see over the surrounding valley for miles; it also meant that no one could sneak up on him. A river winded its way below him and a good-sized village sat in one of the bends, smoke rising from a couple dozen chimneys.

The dragon was actually waiting for a delegation from that village right now. When he'd come here a few years ago, the villagers had been understandably concerned. A dragon in the surrounding mountains was not something that most humans took to with much enthusiasm, tending to associate them with destruction and havoc. To be fair, he hadn't done anything to discourage that notion. In fact, he had made a spectacle with fire when he'd cleared the hill. The next day, the village elders had come to him, bearing a gift of a particularly fat cow with them and they had promised another piece of livestock every fortnight. In return, he wouldn't burn down their homes or kill any of them.

Hyruzon hadn't had any intention of doing either of those things at any time, but it was very difficult to refuse such succulent meals. He had to hunt half as much -- or less!-- with food delivered so regularly and with no effort on his part. It had kind of become a running amusement with him. Instead of taking the carcasses far away, he'd gathered up the bones once they'd been picked clean by other animals. Then, he'd scattered these bones around the cave. A few rib-cages were half buried in the soil with more skulls scattered around. Every time the humans cave, he saw them eyeing them nervously and it made him chuckle.

The next offering was meant to come today around midday. The sun was almost directly overhead when he saw them making their way up the hill. He rumbled happily; punctuality was a nice quality. There were a half dozen of them, with a young man leading a bleating ram behind them. The animal was pulling and tugging at the rope tied to its neck, obviously smelling Hyruzon's scent in the area.

There was a new man with them as well, one with a short beard. The dragon hadn't seen him before but he stayed to the back of the group. Perhaps he was a new elder or something, although he didn't look old at all. The group of humans and one sheep drew closer, winding their way around the bones and boulders that were strewn around.

"Greetings!" said the person in the lead. She was the leader of the village as a whole and was shorter than most of the others, with close cropped hair that was going white. "O great dragon! We bring our second offering of the month: one of our finest!"

They stopped on a flattened bit of land just below Hyruzon and the young man there drove a stake into the ground, tying the ram to it and then stepping back. The dragon grinned, something that would have looked menacing to the humans, and stood. He stretched then ambled slowly down to them. The villagers moved at the same pace backwards so that the distance between them remained the same. The ram began to panic as Hyruzon approached but couldn't escape the stake.

With a slash of his claws, he opened the ram's throat. The bleating, and the animal, soon died away. He inhaled the smell of the ram and smiled again; it smelled delicious. Knowing that the villagers' eyes were on him, he cast a quick spell on the animal carcass. An aura of yellow light surrounded it for a moment before vanishing just as quickly. If it had been poisoned the light would have turned green instead. He didn't really expect them to try that, but it was better to show them that they couldn't. It also helped to remind them that he was a mage; sorcery of any kind wasn't seen regularly in an out-of-the-way place like this.

Even now, there was a little "Ooh" of amazement from the small crowd. "Your offering is pure," Hyruzon said in a deep, booming voice. He liked the dramatic part of this. "I accept it for another half-moon."

His eye found the stranger in the crowd again. The human was watching him closely, but that wasn't odd. When else would he have seen a dragon this close? The man was unremarkable in every other way and so Hyruzon ignored him, turning back to the leader. She had stepped forwards before them all. "We thank you," she said humbly, bowing stiffly, "for sparing us your wrath again. One offering is nothing to prevent this."

Something happened then that hadn't happened any time before. As she said those words, a kind of ripple passed between the others. They all glanced at each other, as if communicating something. Hyruzon didn't fail to notice that, but it probably didn't mean anything. What could they do anyway?

"You're welcome," he said. "You may leave."

The rest of the humans bowed too, the new man a little later than the others, then they turned to leave. Hyruzon watched them until they were halfway down the hill then turned to eat. He hadn't gone hunting for days before hand and he was ravenous.

The ram didn't last long and all of the prime meat soon sat inside his belly. With a satisfied groan, he sat back on his haunches, licking his claws and muzzle clean. That's the best sheep I've had in years, he thought to himself. Usually the villagers offer him middle to high end stock, but they'd really gone all out this time. That was an expensive animal.

He dragged the rest a little way down the hill. When he wasn't feeling so stuffed, he'd take it to a place he knew was frequented by a pack of wolves; no sense letting the rest go to waste. They'd pick the bones clean and then there'd be a fresh skeleton to add to his little collection. Later though. Now though, with a full belly, was the perfect time for a nap.

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It was two days after the offering when Hyruzon spotted something down in the valley. He was putting some new scorch marks on the side of his hill. It served the dual purpose of looking cool for the village and getting rid of some poison ivy that was slowly creeping up the sides and usually there would be a small crowd watching just outside the cluster of buildings. He happened to glance towards the village which had its continuous smoke haze. The sun was just rising over the mountain range which made the glimmer all the more visible.

It was a slivery light, spinning gently. Like a crystal reflecting of facets, it shone towards Hyruzon a few times a second, almost glittering. The dragon stopped what he was doing, looking towards it with interest, then wariness. Magic, he growled to himself. And not the simple kind. Whatever was down there, causing that, wasn't some cheap conjurer that barely knew the arcane arts, but a skilled sorcerer. That magic looked potent and Hyruzon didn't like it in _his_territory.

He stared at it, wondering if he should act, when the silver light suddenly pulsed and moved. Hyruzon's body moved more quickly than his mind. He had barely registered the flash when he launched himself upwards, wings spreading and straining to get him skyward. The silver magic slammed into his hill about twenty feet to the left of where he had been. A sphere of light expanding from that point, engulfing where he had been and reaching up.

Wings beating furiously, Hyruzon gained altitude. The silver light was quicker though and caught his tail and one hind leg. He snarled as the limbs tingled and went numb but the spell fizzled out before it could get the rest of him. The tingling faded, but Hyruzon looked towards the village, beginning to feel enraged. Whoever was down there, they had attacked him!

He twisted in the air, speeding towards the cluster of human dwellings. He never would have done it before, but now they'd become threats! He'd deal with it, even if it meant purging them from his land altogether! They could always rebuild somewhere else, where they'd be another dragon's problem.

The distance between the village and the dragon vanished quickly and soon he was wheeling overhead, roaring out his anger. He looked towards the spot where the silver light had been and saw the stranger from the offering there. "Mage!" Hyruzon roared, turning towards him. To his credit, the mage stood his ground. He was in a small cleared area just outside the village, holding a staff in both hands.

He raised that staff, pointing skywards. Hyruzon saw the magic swirl around him, silvery magic spiralling in towards the human. Suddenly it surged forth, forming an arc of lightning that cracked through the air with a boom. Hyruzon saw it coming and twisted in the air again, not away like the mage probably expected, but presenting his chest towards the crackling energy. I have magic too!

The lightning hit Hyruzon in the centre of his chest, right above his heart. The dragon's own magic acted, and the lightning surged across his body, redirected. A tongue of lightning arced from his wings, clawing across the sky.My turn, he though viciously. He opened his mouth, swooping low. Fire roared from his muzzle, burning a streak across the ground as he headed towards the human. The fire reached him, obscuring him from view as Hyruzon flew past, snapping his jaws shut and then circling around to look back.

The ground was burning in a line, except for around the mage. There was a circle alight, with the human standing unharmed in the centre. Hyruzon snarled with rage and spun over in the air, gathering his magic. He folded his wings and dropped, right above the enemy mage. When he was a few seconds from hitting the ground, he flared his wings, stopping the fall and releasing the magic beneath them. Green daggers of light fell like rain.

The dragon's view was blocked as he sped away but when he turned again, the human was clutching at his shoulder, bright blood spilling from between his fingers. He still held the staff but he was using it for support now. Weakness, Hyruzon growled to himself. He would finish off this sorcerer, and then get to driving the other villagers off. They would leave by sundown!

He banked for another attack, ready to use his natural fire again. The heat roiled in his throat, ready to be unleashed. This time he would get close, use all of the fire inside him to turn this mage to ash and bone. He approached carefully and slowly, ready to dart to either side but the mage looked exhausted, leaning heavily on his staff as blood dripped to the ground.

His robes flapped in the gusts from Hyruzon's wings as he hovered over him. Their eyes met for a moment as the dragon opened his jaws and then covered the mage again. For a moment, he was hidden. Then the fire began to part. The mage reappeared, face twisted with concentration. The staff was held in front of him and the fire split into two streams to either side. Hyruzon's eyes narrowed and he forced the fire out faster and hotter.

The fire closed in again but the human forced it wider again, passing it harmlessly to either side. Eventually, Hyruzon couldn't keep it going any longer. The fire died, the dragon panting heavily. The mage's beard was singed, as where his robes, but the exhaustion was gone from his body. "Enough!" he roared, and slammed the staff into the ground.

Magic exploded out of him, ripping through the ground and throwing it up into the air. Hyruzon was caught, too close to the ground and unable to escape the spell. He roared, battered by rocks and chunks of earth and tried to fly up out of the maelstrom. The world seemed to be melding with the sky and he couldn't flap his wings, hitting everything in the air. He began to fall, lashing out with his claws but the ground was getting closer and closer...

Hyruzon slammed into it, hard, his vision going blurry as his head hit a rock on the ground. It wasn't that far to fall but it still winded him and his head felt woozy. Then the sky began to rain earth. Hyruzon had barely raised his head when his body was pelted. Something large and heavy hit the dragon on the other side of the head and he knew no more, vision turning black.

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His head hurt. That was the first thing that occurred to Hyruzon as he slowly regained consciousness. A headache pounded behind his eyes in time with his heartbeat and he winced. He shifted slightly, groaning as that made the throbbing worse. To his concern though, there was something restricting his movement; his legs didn't seem to want to respond to him, and there was a strange tugging sensation when he tried to move them. Then it all came rushing back: the mage, the battle, and the betrayal of the village.

With a growl, he snapped open his eyes, snarling a moment later as the dim light sent stabs of pain through his head. Squinting through the discomfort, he looked first at himself then around. Chains, gently glowing with runes that bound his magic, were wrapped around him. Hyruzon was laying on his side, limbs all but immobilised. He knew the building though, if only from the outside. It was one of the large barns on the outskirts of the village, rarely used except for bumper crops or storing horses when traders came. He could smell the animals now, along with mustier scents like hay and old leather. He began to struggle, straining against the chains. The runes glowed a little brighter but nothing else happened.

"It'll do you no good," a voice said, and Hyruzon snapped his head around to look. The mage was standing in the shadows on the far side of the room, well concealed in the dimness. "Those chains have held creatures far stronger than yourself," he continued, walking closer and into the light of a torch.

The dragon snarled, getting another close look. His jaws were kept bound with a muzzle, stopping him from biting or breathing his fire, but it was loose enough for him to speak, albeit a little muffledly.

"Who are you?" he demanded with a hiss. "Who are you to come to my home and attack me?"

The mage looked utterly unconcerned with Hyruzon's aggressiveness, simply sitting down on an iron-bound chest that had been placed in the centre of the floor. "I am Thaddeus , a powerful mage, as you might have guessed. My land is a week's journey to the south. Occasionally I travel the countryside, offering my services. Someone from a charming town east of her pointed me in this direction; he said that a fearsome dragon was terrorising the villages and driving everyone towards beggardom." He shook his head disapprovingly. "Two animals a month? You must be a lazy beast."

Hyruzon growled at the insult but the man went on. "I must confess, this wasn't purely out of charity; I did want the prize of a dragon of my own. Such a symbol of prestige you will be, I think. To have a dragon serve me will be impressive indeed."

That drew a more determined snarl from the bound dragon. "I will not serve," Hyruzon spat out, "and you will never break me!"

The mage sighed and stood again. "Everyone says that, and they're rarely correct. Perhaps you are strong enough to resist pain and other such vulgarities, but I have little interest in such measures."

He pushed open the chest and began to rummage around, emerging a moment later holding a sealed jar. "No," he continued, "my methods will be far more effective."

Before Hyruzon could do more than snarl helplessly, Thaddeus had unscrewed the lid of the jar, throwing the contents over Hyruzon's face and chest. He jerked in the chains, expected the burning of some acid, or the magical tingle of a potion. None of that happened. Instead, he inhaled a breath full of dragoness heat pheromones, so strong it made him feel lightheaded. It was odd in that there was no scent of dragoness behind the smell; just the pure smell of heat.

Still alert for a trick, he relaxed a little, although he wasn't able to stop breathing the heady scent. The mage did not speak, having gone back to rummaging through the chest. After sucking in another breath through his wet nose, Hyruzon began to shift. The pheromones were having a rather predictable effect: his cock was emerging from its sheath, exposed from the position the chains forced him to hold. He growled but resisting was pointless and soon he was fully hard, pre beginning to drip slowly from the tip.

"What's the point of this?" he demanded harshly, snarling at the mage. "Do you hope to embarrass me into submitting to you?"

"That's part of it," the mage agreed, standing straight again with something glittery in his hand. "Although that comes later." He approached the dragon and revealed what was in his hand. It was a simple golden circle, too small to even fit on the human's thumb. Wire thin, there was nothing special about it that Hyruzon could see. Still, he was a little apprehensive as the mage approached.

Thaddeus held the little ring almost gingerly, carefully between the two fingers of his hand. He lifted it into the air...then placed it on the tip of Hyruzon's cock, snatching his hand away a moment later. Hyruzon jumped at the touch, twisting around to look. The little ring was comically small, perched at the very tip of his length.

Expecting something that merited Thaddeus's caution, he waited, tensed. Nothing happened. Hyruzon smiled, then began to laugh. " You seem to have underestimated me a bit," he laughed mockingly, snickering at the mage. "Got a bigger ring in that chest of yours?"

Thaddeus closed the chest with a snap, sitting back onto it and settling down to watch. "Any second," he muttered, glaring at Hyruzon. "Any second..."

The dragon opened his mouth to say something appropriately scathing when he felt a tingle. Delayed magic, he thought, stomach dropping and twisted to look towards his cock again. The buzzing feeling was spreading down his cock, an odd feeling. The ring was now glowing faintly, tiny runes shining along the edge. Then his cock began to shrink. Hyruzon stared at in in dumbfounded amazement for a moment, then snarled, writhing and squirming in the chains, trying to dislodge the circle from his flesh.

It remained where it was through all of his movements seemingly stuck to his rapidly shrinking flesh. The tingling was spreading all through the area beneath his tail, including through his balls. "What are you doing?!" Hyruzon roared, but he knew the answer a moment later.

His balls were shifting, shrinking as well before they vanished inside him. A slit appeared where they had been and it rapidly widened, his shrinking cock at the very top. Open mouthed, Hyruzon watched as the transformation finished, a dragoness's sex beneath his tail, complete with a clit. The ring hadn't changed but it had slipped down, noosed tightly around the base of his clit, making it throb dully with his heartbeat. Except, 'he' wasn't a he anymore.

"Good magic," the mage observed. "The villagers tell me that your name is Hyruzon. Not a very appropriate name for a dragoness; how about...Hyrona? That's the female form, isn't it?"

The newly named dragoness was still staring between her hind legs in shock. It was then that Hyrona became aware of the other changes. They were rippling out from her sex, her form slimming and changing, gradually becoming more feminine. "Stop this!" she howled. Halfway through the words, her voice cracked and changed, becoming higher.

In less than a minute, Hyrona no longer resembled a male in any way. "Reverse it!" she snarled, struggling again against the chains. Perhaps it was her imagination, but she thought she was weaker than before, if only slightly.

"Can't do that, Hyrona," Thaddeus said. "Or rather, won't do that. Consider this your punishment for all the times you stole from this village."

"That's not my name," she spat out at him but the mage just laughed.

"It is now. Get used to it." The human moved closer, holding a pouch in his hands. It clinked as he set it down, kneeling fearlessly next to Hyrona. "Now for the fun part of this."

He moved a little further towards her tail and Hyrona growled. He seemed dangerously close to her changed sex. "What are you doing?" she asked sharply, a note of tension in her voice.

Looking irritated, Thaddeus waved a hand. There was a flash, a string of silver magic winding quickly through the air. It hit Hyrona in the throat and she coughed twice, growling. When she next opened her mouth angrily, only a snarl emerged from her muzzle. _My speech!_She roared in anger, struggling to reach the human mage in any way.

He looked no more worried than he had at any earlier time. "There," he said. "Now we can progress in peace, without your meaningless chatter as a distraction."

Coughing again didn't make her speech come back, so she roared again instead. Even if it did nothing, it felt better to do it. Thaddeus looked down the dragoness's body and then reached out, laying a hand on Hyrona's sex. That touch shocked the dragoness into silence and stillness, although a shiver ran through her. The feeling was alien and seemed unnatural, the weight and warmth of the hand on her folds seeming very different to when there had been a cock and balls there.

A growl rose in her throat and she snapped her teeth. An expression flashed across Thaddeus's face but he only reached into his pouch, taking out a small jar. When the cap was unscrewed a pungent odour filled the air. Hyrona wanted to ask what it was, but, of course, she was unable. Thaddeus dipped a few fingers into it, a thick, clear paste emerging with them. "This is fast acting," he said. "Won't take long."

What is fast acting? What is it?! Hyrona wanted to scream at him, but the words came out in a rough, growling snarl instead. Thaddeus didn't hesitate, smearing the paste onto Hyrona's sex. Her folds began to absorb it a moment later, the paste quickly being drawn into her body. The dragoness tensed, waiting for whatever effects the paste would do as she squirmed. The human's touch felt weird, massaging her pussy firmly with his hands.

As he rubbed in the stuff from the jar, Thaddeus took the opportunity to explore his new dragoness. He moved her folds around, examining them with a small smile on his face. Hyrona shifted in her chains, huffing or groaning every few seconds as he played with her new sex. He prodded her entrance with a finger and she tensed, but he didn't slip a finger into her, not yet. That would come soon.

The biggest reaction was when he found her clit. Using two fingers, he spread her folds at their apex, taking care to treat the nub to a big dose of the paste. The ring still nestled around it glinted in the light. Hyrona jumped as much as she could in the bondage, sucking in a breath loudly as his finger ran over her clit, pushing back the hood to expose it all. Hyrona twisted to look at him as he played with her and a small whine sounded, the dragoness making the sound unconsciously.

"Soon," sighed Thaddeus, and withdrew his hands, wiping them on a small piece of cloth as he put the jar away. The 'soon' part didn't bode well for Hyrona but she didn't dwell on that. There was a tingling beneath her tail. Wherever the paste had touched her had a feeling of warmth and pins and needles. She twisted, looking down her body. The lips between her hinds glistened slightly with a thin layer of the paste. Are they changing? It was hard to tell from her position and her unfamiliarity with her own, new sex. She thought that her folds were reddening, growing plumper. A growl issued from the dragonesses throat, the only way that she could ask a question.

Thaddeus smiled at the inquisitive sound. "Oh, just a little concoction of mine to increase sensitivity," he said. "I have found that this is the easiest way to break dragons. Not with pain, but rather intense frustration. While you wear this ring, you can't climax under any circumstances. With the unfamiliarity of your new sex, and the enthusiastic assistance of the people you have wronged, it should go a long way towards breaking you."

From the pouch, an even smaller jar was withdrawn. This one was filled with a clear gel as well. "Now, you responded to smelling heat quite well as a male. Let's see how you go with feeling it as a female." This time he simply dabbed his finger onto the gel's surface, placing it directly onto Hyrona's clit.

She sucked in a breath, letting it out in a whine a moment later. This concoction burned slightly as it touched her sensitive nub and the feeling was only spreading. In moments, her folds were tingling and burning, the dragoness squirming in the chains. She snarled again, her hips bucking as she tried to buck off whatever was causing it.

"You seem rather sensitive to this concoction," Thaddeus noted, smiling. "I usually only do a little, like that. How about we try out a larger dose?"

Hyrona growled but it was too late. The wizard had dipped his fingers into the gel then put them straight onto the dragoness's sex. The tingling began at once and quickly intensified to a slow burn. A groan came Hyrona. Her brain didn't really know how to handle the confusing sensations from her sex and she twisted to look down at her. The gel was sinking into her, absorbed by her sex. To her horror, the lips were reddening, swelling before her eyes. The burning had faded into a powerful warmth that seemed to flow through the dragoness, concentrating in on her lower belly.

Thaddeus motioned with his hands and the chains suddenly moved, constricting and moving along her fur. They tightened and then, to Hyrona's surprise, her body stood up. The chains were constricting and moving themselves, operating her body like a puppet, with the metal links as strings. Hyrona was forced to get to her feet jerkily. She growled again, straining to move anything. Her muscles bunched and pulled taut. Her neck and head were free but everything below that was under the mage's control, including her tail.

If she had been able to talk, the mage would have been buried under a tirade of curses but as it was, she could only growl and snarl. "I'll go and get your...ah...friends ready for you," Thaddeus said, slipping out of sight.

Hyrona was left standing in place. She swung her head around, nosing and even putting her teeth on the chains the moment she heard the human leave. That accomplished nothing but making a few of her teeth ache. With nothing else to distract her though, the dragoness was acutely aware of what was going on beneath her tail. The feeling of warmth had started to throb and it was growing stronger every time. She whined to the empty barn, shifting restlessly in her bondage.

She could smell her own scent on the air. It was undeniably female and worse, aroused with the tang of heat to it. The final humiliation was the unfamiliar feeling of wetness beneath her tail, another constant reminder of how Thaddeus had changed her. She continued to squirm in the chains and soon realised that she was panting. She calmed her breathing as soon as she realised, but it started again as soon as her concentration lapsed.

The barn doors suddenly opened, flooding the room with bright sunlight. The sudden luminance sent pins of pain into Hyrona's head and she winced, blinking and squinting out. Sudden laughter filled the dragoness's ears as the shapes beyond the barn resolved themselves into people. It seemed that the entire village was lining the path outside the doors, leaning in to get a view of her while pointing and laughing. Hyrona blushed a little as humiliation washed over her again but buried it with anger. She roared, waiting for the villagers to scramble and flee.

The ones closest to the door blanched a little, some taking a step back but the others ignoring the sound. "Hush!" Thaddeus said, reappearing beside her. Hyrona jumped but growled. The mage waved an arm out at the crowd. "It is fitting that they will help me," he said, "as well as your providing them some entertainment for as long as your resist. You'll be in the village centre but we have to get there first. Don't be shy now."

At his words, the chains moved again, specifically those at Hyrona's rump. She growled again, snarling at Thaddeus as the chains forced her tail to curl over her back. "Stay clear of her teeth now!" Thaddeus called out and then Hyrona began to move. She jerky took steps forwards, the movement twitchy as she made her way out of the barn. The chains were effective at forcing her limbs to walk, even if they were not very graceful. The crowd of people parted around her head, staying out of the reach of her jaws but then swarming around her hindquarters again.

Hyrona had barely gotten a dozen steps from the barn door when she felt the first touch to her sex. A hand mashed against the sensitive folds, moving down against her clit before vanishing as suddenly as it had appeared. The dragoness was unprepared for the sensitivity of her heated sex; the pleasure raced through her, shockingly powerful. For a moment, Hyrona's body attempted to arch into a mating pose, tail trying to lift further up. A loud moan burst from her muzzle before she could stop it, startling the humans closest to her. There was a moment of silence and then the laughter spread.

The crowd erupted, Hyrona still moving forwards. The dragoness's face burned but she was unable to stop another moan as another hand touched her pussy. This time the human rubbed directly at her clit, making the dragoness's knees weak. To her horror, her folds flexed, winking her need clearly . Even worse, she had to bite back another moan as it happened, the sensation making her shiver. After that, the crowd delighted in trying to make her do it again. And again.

The walk into the village centre was long and humiliating. Her gait was slow and there was always someone touching her sex. They also ran their hands over the rest of her, feeling her fur, but Hyrona couldn't concentrate on anything other than what was beneath her tail. The human hands were small but deft. They didn't push into her entrance yet but what they did was more than enough to make the dragoness pant and moan.

It was just when they reached the square that she became aware of the pressure building inside her. Her sex was clenching and rippling on the emptiness inside her. Some part of her dearly wanted something thick and warm inside her, thrusting powerfully...Hyrona gave herself a mental shake. No! I'm not a real dragoness!

That didn't seem to matter anymore. The touches, brief as they were, were steadily driving Hyrona towards a climax and her body's response was beyond her control. The dragoness's hips were making short, humping rolls at the air, restricted by the chains at her tail, trying to grind against the hands. The approaching climax grew, building inside her as the crowd streamed into the square. Her folds quivered, on the edge of her first climax as a female. Despite herself, Hyrona wanted to experience that, feel the pleasure crashing through her. Just as she decided to succumb just this once, to feel it, the climax began to rush up her spine.

Thaddeus was watching her closely and he smiled as Hyrona opened her mouth to moan, then stopped. Confusion, frustration, need, and then anger flashed across her face. Beneath her tail, the golden ring had a bit of a glow, blocking her climax. Hyrona regained her voice and howled loudly. She was so close! Her sex was throbbing with nearness, juices running from her folds and soaking into her fur.

"Remembered the ring?" Thaddeus said as she reached the centre of the square. Hyrona glared at him, but it was hard to stay angry while her hips humped and ground at the air. She wanted to cum!

The crowd moved around in a rough circle, mercifully giving Hyrona a few moments of peace and Thaddeus stepped forwards. "You'll be here until you swear fealty to me," he said, commanding the chains to move. "When you do that, then, and only then, can you cum."

The chains began to move again, this time forcing Hyrona onto her side. It also looped around her horns and jaws and forced the dragoness to curl up, putting her head right next to her sex as she was tightly muzzled. Her eyes widened as she saw it for the first time since she had been forced into heat and teased. Her folds were a deep red, showing clearly through the white fur, swollen from the heat. It was an undeniable sign of her readiness, meant to be easily seen. The fur of her belly and thighs was soaked from the teasing hands playing over her pussy; even now, there was a steady drip from her sex. The closeness of her denied orgasm had faded but her arousal, forced or no, had not.

As soon as she was bound in the new position, the villagers returned and now she could see what they were doing. Now less than a foot from her sex, she had a good view of herself winking as a woman from the village ran fingers over her clit, rubbing the nub and making Hyrona whine muffledly through her closed jaws. Then though, the woman pressed her hand against her entrance. The dragoness sucked in a breath as, for the first time, her walls were spread. At once, her pussy began to ripple and squeeze around them, trying to draw them deeper. The human laughed, thrusting four fingers into the virgin dragoness.

Hyrona whined, not prepared for the sensations of being spread, even if it was only a human hand. It was frustratingly not enough, too small to sate her heat. She whined, pussy winking as she tried to grind against her again. The woman laughed and moved away, only to be replaced by another human a moment later. This one took great pleasure in stroking over her folds and clit but it was only a minute before they were replaced by another, this one pinching at her sensitive nub, something that made the dragoness yelp and squirm in the chains.

On and on it went, the sun moving overhead the only way Hyrona could tell the day was passing. She had quickly sunk into a haze of lust and pleasure. The villagers had evidently decided that it was some type of holiday and the village centre remained filled, at least one of them continually teasing the dragoness. A climax had been denied to her less than ten minutes after she'd been bound here and although that had faded, more and more denials had been forced on her. Now she felt like she was continually on the edge, about to cum but unable because of the infernal ring around her clit. She could see it, glowing softly as it sat at the base of her swollen nub, covered in the thick layer of her juices like everything else around her sex.

It was late evening before the crowd finally began to disperse, giving Hyrona her first few moments without being teased in hours. She was gasping and whining, hips bucking at the air to try and get any stimulation at all. It was Thaddeus that came over to her, carrying a large box in his hands. "Hello there," he said mockingly. "The villagers enjoyed you today and it looked like you had fun. Ready to swear to serve me yet?"

Hyrona's muscles were trembling with her pent-up arousal but she still growled, shaking her head as much as she could while bound. This was the most frustrating thing she had experienced yet, but it wasn't enough to break her. The moment she found a way to escape, she would kill Thaddeus, and then cum!

"I'll take that as a no," Thaddeus noted, and shrugged. "I expected that. But we can't have you calming down in the night, and the villagers must return to work tomorrow, so a little gift." He set down the box and opened it, showing the contents to Hyrona. Her eyes widened as she saw two roughly shaped dragon cocks, one bigger than the other. Carved from some black stone, there were etching along the length of both. For a brief moment, a thrill raced through Hyrona at the sight of them but she beat it down. Don't you dare!

"These are quite a bit more effective than some villagers," Thaddeus continued, "so don't worry if you can't get to sleep." He picked up the largest first and pressed it into the dragoness in one smooth movement. Unable to help herself, Hyrona tensed, her sex clenching and pulling the toy deeper, moaning as it did so. Unlike anything she had felt yet, it was long and thick, exactly what her heat had forced her to crave all day. Also, despite being stone, it was warm, probably due to some magic. Now that her body had started milking the fake shaft inside her, she couldn't get it to stop, whining quietly through her nose.

When Thaddeus picked up the second though, she gave a louder whine that only grew more intense as the wizard pressed it against her tailhole. The stone was inexplicably slick as it was forced into her tailhole. Never one for males before, Hyrona had never had anything there, even when she had a cock, but combined with the sensations in her sex, she moaned louder, feeling stuffed.

Once the stone cocks were buried inside her, the magic activated, preventing her from pushing them out. To her surprise though, they had other functions. A tingle spread from the stone into her folds and tailhole, making her clench down and suck in a quick breath. They began to vibrate inside her, as well as making a strange rippling motion, the stone bunching up and moving in a way that felt a lot like a thrust. That, more than anything else, brought her to the edge of a climax almost immediately.

Hyrona held her breath, forgetting for a moment that she couldn't cum, before letting the air out in an explosive whine. Her sex and tailhole both clenched hard around the stone toys, trying instinctively to try and get the little bit of pleasure that would allow her to cum. When it didn't help, she whimpered, looking up pleadingly at Thaddeus.

The human laughed, patting her on the head. "Remember, you can cum whenever you swear yourself to me. I'll ask every evening, so you'll have a chance in a day. Enjoy the toys." He walked off, leaving a wide-eyed Hyrona bound in the square. She'd be stuck like this for another day? She soon learnt that it would be much worse than the day with the villagers. The toys were constant and didn't tire. Minutes after Thaddeus left, the only thing keeping her from cumming powerfully was the ring.

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The stone dildos beneath her tail kept Hyrona on the edge all night, keeping her from getting a wink of sleep. When the village woke with the dawn the next morning, they came out to see Hyrona still whining, a sizable puddle beneath her sex, her fur soaked. They couldn't play with her all day, having to perform chores and other work but more than a few took the time to tease her again. That made her whimper, only adding onto the endless pleasure.

That night, when Thaddeus reappeared, she almost broke, but the sight of his smug, smiling face steeled her resolve at the last moment. Her growl was weak, but the wizard accepted it, leaving her to her edging denial. Hyrona howled after him, her cry echoing around the mountains.

The next two nights passed the same way, but it was on the morning of the fourth that her resolved broke. The villagers had only just left their homes when the howl burst from Hyrona, tears of frustration escaping from her eyes. Her sex was fluttering, spasming randomly around the toys. Slowly, the need to cum, combined with sheer exhaustion, had eaten away at her until it was all that was left. She struggled against the chains again, this time not to escape but to reach her sex. Ring or no, she was sure that if she could reach her pussy, the orgasm she desperately craved would be within her grasp. Her tongue flicked out but was a few inches too short.

Through the haze, she registered that Thaddeus as approaching and what little of her mind that was still thinking clearly registered that he could let her cum. She let out a whimpering whine, looking at him through the corner of her eye and trying to turn her head to face him. "Ready to give in?" he asked her. "Ready to orgasm?"

Hyrona tried to nod, the movement restricted. Thaddeus laughed, scratching at an unshaved chin. "Well, you're going to have to wait until tonight. I will only offer in the evening."

With that, he walked off, leaving a disbelieving Hyrona howling after him. She couldn't take another day of this! The magical toys inside her suddenly thrust powerfully and she was distracted, moaning as the rapid movements pushed her even closer towards her unattainable climax.

True to his word, Thaddeus left Hyrona all day, not returning to the village centre until the sun was beginning to set again. Just as he had when putting her in the chains in the first place, he gathered quite a number of the villagers, bodies filling the space as they waited for their show. Thaddeus turned up last, walking straight to the bound dragoness in the centre. "Ready to swear yourself to me?" he said again. Hyrona was nodding before he had even finished the sentence, her hips humping her stuffed sex towards the mage.

"Say it," he said, and poked her throat. There was a tingling feeling as she regained her voice, and Hyrona swallowed.

"I--I swear myself to you," she croaked, her voice thick and hoarse. "Please..." The moment the words were out of her mouth, he touched her throat again, cutting off her words yet again. As horny as she was, she barely noticed the tingle of magic that sealed the pact between them.

She looked pleadingly at him as Thaddeus moved to her sex again. He slowly pulled the toys from her, the dragoness gasping and whining as she was left empty for the first time in days, already missing the feeling. "Ready?" Thaddeus said, and then grabbed the ring. Hyrona howled in near pain; her clit was more swollen and sensitive than ever after days of denial. At his touch, the enchanted ring glowed brightly and loosened slightly, the mage working it off the dragoness's sex.

The moment that her flesh parted from the ring, Thaddeus bounded out of the way. All of the pleasure that had been building in Hyrona since she was captured was released in a moment. The dragoness bucked and howled, all the muscles in her body taut as she began to cum. Thaddeus's decision to move was soon shown to be smart as she tensed. Her arousal squirted out across the laid stones in powerful spurts, glistening in the light of the torches burning around them.

The chains were the only thing holding back Hyrona's powerful thrashing, her climax seeming to last for as long as her teasing had. The pleasure overpowered everything; Hyrona couldn't even think. The villagers whooped and cheered.

By the time her climax finished, Hyrona was barely conscious, laying limply in the chains with her eyes lidded. Every few seconds her folds would quiver as a powerful aftershock ran through her, almost another orgasm themselves. Slowly, her eyes refocused, a glint in front of her face. She whined as the image resolved into another ring, trying to scrabble away from it.

"You wanted to orgasm," Thaddeus said, pushing this new ring onto her clitoris. "Now you won't stop."

The feeling of the sensitive nub being constricted again made Hyrona whine but a moment later the markings on the metal flared and she bucked, howling afresh as another wave of pleasure crashed through her, almost as powerful as the first. The exhausted dragoness lasted a minute before falling mercifully unconscious.

Near the slumped dragoness, Thaddeus was talking to the village leader. "You'll take her away from here, yes? Forever?"

Thaddeus nodded. "Yes, back to my manse. She'll live much longer than I, so not forever, but that will not be our problem for a long time. I shall keep her busy until then."

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The day was cool when Thaddeus exited his manse, the sun having only just risen less than an hour previously. The wizard usually rose early and his servants had already prepared a breakfast in the expansive gardens surrounding the house. He lowered himself into the chair by the table, sipping on a goblet of freshly pressed juice, looking out into the gardens.

Another of his servants brought out a platter and set it in front of him. Thaddeus accepted it with a nod. "Prepare the gardens," he ordered. "I'll take a stroll after I'm done here." The servant bowed and hurried off as the mage ate slowly, watching the sun rise higher. Once he was full, he pushed the plate away, walking out into the gardens. He had carefully cultivated them himself at first but as his other, more magical commitments became more time consuming, the servants had taken over the work, but he still liked to walk through them. Plus, the entertainment was excellent.

The moans were audible from a fair distance and he smiled, walking closer. A row of tall hedges blocked the source of the sound from view. He walked around to the entrance, a small arch marking the gap in the leaves. Inside the wide circle of hedges was a stone courtyard with a 'fountain' in the centre. There were two concentric circles in the middle, the outer one filled with liquid. Standing on the centre one, was Hyrona.

The dragoness was still bound in the enchanted chains but a muzzle and blindfold had been added. New chains bound her forelegs tight to the ground, keeping her in a mating crouch, tail tied flat to her back. Her moans were muffled by her closed jaws but they were still quite loud. As Thaddeus watched, she tensed. The ring still present at her sex glowed brightly suddenly and the dragoness bucked. Her sex clenched and she squirted as she came, her juices making a perfect arc right into the pool of the second ring.

Hyrona gasped in air through her nose, panting loudly as she whined. The moans began again a few seconds later as Thaddeus moved closer. Less than thirty seconds after the last one, the dragoness climaxed again, squirting into the pool for the second time as the magic rushed through her. She performed her function as a fountain very well.

Thaddeus lay a hand on her snout and she jumped as much as she could, a plaintive whine sounding, followed by a string of whimpers. He smiled, although she couldn't see that. He ran his hand along the side of her neck, feeling her tense and hearing the gasp as more splashes sounded from behind her. No doubt she was hoping that this would be the day that he took of the ring. Since the village, she had spent nearly every waking moment cumming constantly and uncontrollably. He kept his promises. "You make an excellent fountain," he told her. "I don't think we'll need you to move for quite a while."