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The city of Honeyside was well known for its spiced meads and honey wines, which made it one of the most prosperous cities in the south of the country. Every year the city would attract thousands for its annual mead festival; stalls would be filled with various alcoholic beverages and entertainers from far across the land would gather to hear the cheers of the masses. It would be a nice place to unwind, Reynard thought but the fox was occupied with other thoughts as he passed people stringing bunting up.

As Reynard rounded the corner, he ignored the glares from those suspicious of mages. It was understandable why: those who dabble in the arcane often brought trouble, leading to missing persons and strange beasts roaming the forests. As he made his way to the nearest hotel, a lion boy was dragged inside the house by his mother who bared her teeth at the fox.

"Something the matter, Mam?" he asked. The lioness darted daggers as if insulted being spoken to by a stranger. Reynard sighed and reached into his robes, taking out a leather wallet and flipping it open. Inside was the golden emblem of the state (a dragon head with various ruins encircling it), and a folded square of paper.

When the lioness saw the badge she relaxed and apologised profusely, saying how everyone's been on edge about the disappearances around the city. "Everyone's just been vanishing into thin air; scholars, vendors and recently Cayser went missing."

"Cayser?" Reynard asked, cutting the lioness off. He crossed his arms and glanced to the cobbled path below. When his master asked him to investigate the city a week prior, the local mage mentioned how there was a dark energy forming over the city but now there are disappearances...he didn't like this at all. He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the soft smack of flesh, as he lioness palmed her forehead.

"Sorry. Cayser is the local baker," she explained. The lion boy poked his head from behind his mother and stared at Reynard, who gave a warm smile and wave in response. "He went missing two days ago, no ones heard anything since."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Reynard replied. He asked a few more questions about Cayser if he was acting strange before his disappearance but she couldn't give him anything solid but told him the street the bakery was on. Reynard thanked her for her time and tossed her a few coins her way before walking to the tavern.

It was afternoon by the time Reynard entered the Bee & Mead, a couple of the early patrons looked up from their drinks before returning to them. A few of them caught his eye, especially the dragon who gave a warm grin but he sighed when the tavern keeper called him over to the counter. "Maybe later," he said with a shrug and proceeded to talk with the keeper, renting a room for the rest of the week. Part of him hoped he would be finished in a few days so he can have some fun, maybe go to the festival or mingle with locals. The fox glanced back to where the dragon was sitting, only to find the seat to be empty. He gave a sigh and climbed up the creaking wooden stairs and entered his room.

The room was smaller than he liked it to be, the only furnishings being a desk and bed but he decided that didn't matter much. The first thing Reynard did was close the door and swept for any runes or hex charms, it was standard procedure to make sure he wasn't eavesdropped on, then dug around in his knapsack, taking a black stone that was polished to a near mirror quality. He tossed it in the air before placing it on the desk and sat down, staring at it.

"Magister, are you there?" Reynard asked and watched the stone glow a pale blue. The room around him swirled into darkness and he found himself sitting in a void. Despite doing this spell do many times he was still disorientated by it and it made his stomach twist up in knots. He fought the urge to hurl as a figure flickered into view.

"Reynard," Vidye said with a thin smile on his face. "I take it you've arrived in the Honeyside?"

"Yes Magister, but I have some troubling news," Reynard replied and proceeded to catch Vidye up on what has happened. Both foxes frowned as they processed the information. Random spikes in dark energy were one thing but missing people at the same time could mean someone was preparing a ritual.

"This is troubling indeed," Vidye said while stroking his muzzle. "I want you to find out what you can about the disappearances. Try to find where they are but don't engage. I'll join you in a few days asI have a few things I need to take care of in the capital."

"As you wish, Magister," Reynard replied and he watched the image of Vidye fade away before the room swirled back into view. He put the relay stone away and planned his next move.

The fox's first plan of action was to head to Cayser's bakery as he was the latest to go missing. Reynard had to admit he was impressed when he saw the bakery with the stone walls and windows showing off the various sweet treats. The smell of fresh bread and cakes wafted his way and made his stomach growl, and he made a note to pick something up on his way out. He talked to an otter called Aerial, who was a bag of nerves, worrying behind the counter. When he asked about Cayser's disappearance she said something that took him off guard.

"He mentioned having odd dreams," she said as she kneaded the dough. "Didn't say what kind, but I knew he enjoyed them."

"And you know this because..."

"Let's say thin walls have their benefits," Aerial replied with a wink. The otter was more than happy to let him upstairs to their shared apartment for him to look around.

It was as sparsely decorated as his room at the tavern, with a few chairs and bookshelves giving it some character. It gave him the impression that they were often busy with the bakery. He rummaged around the apartment, turning over every chair and table but he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. He clicked his tongue and went into Cayser's bedroom but stopped as he crossed the threshold. There was something off about the air, something powerful and ... primal. "He was definitely having fun in here," he said out loud, after putting a name to the energy, lust. He licked his lips and entered the room which was somehow less decorated than the living room, only containing a bed and nightstand. He lifted the mattress only to find nothing, but when he opened the nightstand he found Cayser's diary.

"What do we have here," he muttered as he flicked it open and scanned the pages. The first few pages weren't relevant to his disappearance, being about the shop or interactions he had that day, but the more recent pages made Reynard feel warm inside. "I feel him calling to me, pulling me away to bind my limbs so they may feed off my seed". The further he read on, the more descriptive it became talking about emptying his mind and teasing him over and over. Reynard felt his trousers strain and was half-tempted to rub it out but the soft tapping at the door pulled him out of his thoughts. He snapped the journal shut and turned around, covering his crotch with his knapsack.

"Find something useful?" Aerial asked. Reynard noticed she seemed to be covered in more flour than before.

"Yeah, I found his journal," Reynard replied. He noticed the growing smirk on her face, as he held it up. "You don't mind if I borrow it?"

"Not at all," she replied. Reynard gave his thanks and walked out of the bedroom, heading to get out, while keeping his knap to the front. "Did you enjoy the contents?" Reynard stopped mid-step and felt his ears turn hot. "The floors are thin up here too."

"Was...I that loud?" He asked the otter who gave a brief nod. He bit his lip in an attempt to stop himself from swearing out loud. He took a deep breath in and felt his bulge lessen slightly. "Did you have any dreams like this?"

"Not that I can remember," she replied with a shake of her head. "I'm a bit jealous of him. Say do you need any help with..."

Reynard held his free hand up close to his chest. "It's nothing I can't handle. Later maybe?"

"Later then," Aerial replied with a wink. Reynard exited the apartment, trying to think of anything to distract himself.

The rest of the afternoon past by in a blur chasing the dead leads of disappearances. In total ten people had vanished in the night, all of them were different of species, genders and professions. The first few that had vanished were a patrol of guards, followed by a few students from the local Arcane school before regular citizens started to go missing. It was strange, Reynard thought as he walked back to the tavern. Nothing connected any of them, except for age and mentions of strange dreams.

He sighed as entered his room then tugged his robes off and left them in a pile by the desk. He felt free standing there naked, feeling the cool air kiss his fur and scars that were scattered on his chest, after today he needed it. He glanced at his knapsack that had a few more journals in it. All of them were the same; detailing the dreams in great detail and giving him urges that he wanted him to deal with. Even now he felt his cock twitch with need, would it be wrong to relieve himself? He scratched his muzzle and shaked his head, he needed sleep. He climbed on top of the covers, turning himself so he was facing the wall. At any other time, it would be fine but now? Reynard brought his tail to his chest and held it close, and allowed sleep to take him...

Almost instantly Reynard could tell he'd been moved, he was in the same position but he could feel ropes binding his arms behind his back. He gave a brief kick of his legs but found they were bound too. Where was he? Reynard lifted his head to look around his surroundings but he couldn't see much in the darkness. With his sight unavailable, he strained his hearing and heard the soft dripping of water. Was he in a cave? There was another faint sound that took him by surprise, moaning.

"Well, look who's awake," a voice hissed at him. It was difficult for Reynard to find where the voice originated from as it echoed around the cavern he was in. He gave another kick of his legs in an attempt to break free but whatever was binding his limbs drew tighter, soon the only thing Reynard could do was shake slightly. "Struggle all you want, you won't leave until I talk with you."

The fox gave a final kick before giving up. "You want to talk? Fine!" Reynard spat out before rolling himself onto his back and struggled to sit up. "Where am I?"

"Physically you're in bed but I took the liberty of projecting your mind here so we can talk," the voice explained. It made sense to the fox as he had no power while under this spell but he knew the caster was skilled in magic as he felt everything in the cavern. There was a small chuckle off to the right as he felt something move in the shadows "You've caused quite the stir, Reynard. Poking your nose in business that doesn't concern you."

"You have me at a loss," Reynard said as he peered into the black trying to find the mage but he couldn't see past the shadows. "You know about me and what I'm doing here, so why don't you show yourself?"

There was a snap of a finger and the cavern lit up in a pale blue light, bright enough to make his eyes sting from the sudden adjustment. A dragon stood in front of him, the same one from the Bee & Mead, wearing a red shirt and khaki trousers which stood out against his ebony scales. "Is this better?" the dragon asked with a small smile that gave more than warm greetings. "My name is Vlad. Tell me fox, what do you think is happening?"

Reynard was about to answer then paused. It wasn't the first mage he's dealt with and they always followed a similar pattern: kidnap people who weren't going to raise any alarms then either experiment on them or sacrifice them to gain powers from demons. He repeated his thoughts to Vlad who let out a deep, thunderous laugh in response. "You're wrong about the experimentation; if I have a theory to test I would get willing participants. But you are right about me wanting more power."

"Bargaining with demons how original," Reynard replied, making the dragon glare at him with his crimson eyes. "You know deals tend to be one-sided, ending with the demon taking over or corrupting you into one of them but you knew that. Right?"

"Don't take me for some common mage, fox. Besides, there's more than one way to gain power." With that sentence completed Vlad snapped his fingers releasing the ropes restraining Reynard, who had went to massage his wrists and ankles. "Follow me," he commanded before walking to the cavern entrance.

Reynard stared at the departing dragon and cocked his head to the left. To say this was unusual was an understatement but it was clear that this wasn't any ordinary mage. Part of him wanted to try to break the spell but if he could find where this place is he could deal with Vlad himself. He bit his lip before standing and following the dragon out.

The two mages walked along the winding tunnel, which was basked in the cool light of Vlad's spell, in complete silence. The further they walked, the louder the moaning became. Reynard wanted to ask what he was doing to his captives but he was interrupted when the tunnel made a sharp decline, making him wonder how far down they were. A few more minutes passed and they entered into another large cavern, this one being larger than the one Reynard was held in. Adorning the walls were tall crystals which radiated a violet light that drove away the shadows. It was hypnotising to look at but Reynard couldn't focus on it due to the symphony of moans around him.

"Are those..." Reynard trailed off as he saw the bound form of one of the missing citizens. The tight bandages hid almost all their features apart from their antlers. He watched as the deer mindlessly bucked he air and moaned in pleasure. "What are you doing to them?"

"I'm giving them what they want," Vlad explained as he walked up to the bound figure and reached out to grab their groin, massaging it to make him moan and buck harder. "It's a rather efficient system, symbiotic even. They feed me energy from their lust and I grant them their deepest fantasy." The moans of the figure stopped for a second before he grunted and the bandages around his groin darkened as they were spoiled by their seed.

"Am I suppose to believe that everyone here is willing to power you?" Reynard scoffed. This was wrong, seeing all of them bound and moaning it made part of him balk at the sight but also warm for some reason. He shook the thoughts away and turned to the dragon. "Let them go."

"Ah, I can see your doubt," Vlad replied as he let go of the bound male's groin. "Perhaps you would prefer to hear it from him." The dragon waved his hand and the bandages covering the male's head unwrapped. Underneath was a red deer who was too lost in pleasure to notice the dragon standing in front of him, his eyes being unfocused and moaning into the gag. Vlad smiled as he noticed how the fox was trying not to look at the deer and covered his groin. Vlad pulled the dildo gag from the red deer and gently shook him. "Wakey wakey Cayser, I need you to tell my friend here how you arrived."

The deer blinked twice before being able to focus on the dragon and opened his mouth a few times as if trying to remember how to talk. "You came to me in my dreams," Cayser slurred out. "You said you can make me feel good if I allowed you to do...something." The deer's eyes became unfocused again and started to beg to be gagged again, moaning as the dildo was reinserted and his head was rewrapped.

"You see how happy he was?" Vlad said as he turned to the fox, who was looking very frustrated. Despite being under the illusion spell, the dragon was able to smell the arousal from Reynard and he knew that some part of him was craving this. "I know what you're feeling. I can make you feel as good as him if you want and you can leave whenever you want." Seeing Reynard's face cycle through anger and lust was amusing to the dragon but he waited for an answer. The more willing someone was, the more power he could get.

Reynard bit his lip as he tried to fight the arousal building inside of him but it was a losing battle. The thought of being trapped like that and pleasured for days on end called to him. The more he tried to fight the fantasies, the more intense they became. Perhaps it was dues to the spell he was under but it felt too appealing to him and he nodded in response. "I want to be like him," he muttered and he felt his bindings return instantly, forcing his arms to his back and forcing him to stand straight. Any sense of dignity that he left had disappeared as his cock fully emerged from his sheathe and ached to be pleasured.

"So willing aren't you?" Vlad asked as he grabbed the cock and rubbed it. He felt the fox squirm in pleasure and loved the feeling of it. He could tell this wasn't Reynard's first time in this situation as the fox's moans joined in with the chorus. "Don't you want to feel like this forever?"

Reynard moaned in response and whined when he felt the hand leave his cock. By the stars, he wanted this so much. Any thoughts he had were clouded by the lust that had infected his mind and even that thought was cut short as he felt his member enter something warm. He cracked open his eyes and saw Vlad begin to suck him off, his tongue exploring every inch of the shaft. The further his cock was engulfed, the harder he moaned and bucked his hips in response. He was so close now. He wanted to finish but the dragon pulled out last second.

"I think that's enough for now," Vlad said as he licked his lips. He watched as the fox whined and uselessly thrust his hips towards, begging to finish. "If you want to feel better than this I need you to go to Amber Forest and head towards the watchtower ruins. I'll be waiting for you there."

With that, the dragon snapped his fingers and Reynard found himself back in his bed but he was too preoccupied thinking about how he was unable to finish. He grabbed his slick shaft and started to quickly jerk off, remembering how exciting it felt being helpless to the dragon and how he wanted to be used and bound by him. His breath quickened and he felt the warm waves of pressure throughout his entire body as his orgasm approached. He felt his warm seed splash against his chest as he ejaculated. Reynard laid panting as his mind raced over how much he wanted to be bound and endlessly fucked, being a battery...

Reynard's eyes shot opened and he clutched his temples. These thoughts weren't his...but they were, some part of his mind wanted it and it kept screaming over any logic. He squeezed his eyes and shifted the thoughts to the back of his mind, hoping he would be able to deal with them after, and stood up to go to his knapsack. He dug around and found the relay stone and willed some of his mana into the inscribed spell. "Magister I have news," The fox waited a moment for a reply but no one responded. "Magister Vidye, Please!" Silence. He threw the stone on the ground and unclenched his fist. He was alone and that dragon was still in the front of his mind. "Should I go the ruins?" he asked out loud. It would be dangerous as Vlad would be waiting for him but The Magister wanted him to find out where the missing people where. He felt his cock twitch as he found excuses to go, technically speaking he wouldn't be disobeying orders and as long as he had a locator spell active it wouldn't matter if he was caught. The fox smiled as he found the loophole he was looking for and he grabbed his journal to write his version of events; how he was going to check out the nearby ruins. With that out of the way, Reynard put on his robes and ran out of the tavern towards the forest...

The hike was long and gruelling for him as he passed identical-looking trees. If it weren't for the map he got earlier he would've been lost. Reynard looked down and traced his path with his finger, he wasn't far now. He felt his excitement peak as he only had just over a hundred yards to go; soon he will be bound and pleasured but he felt sad as it would only be for a few days. He folded the map away and looked around for a relatively flat stone. It took a moment but he found one near some bushes. He clasped it tightly in one hand and placed his palm on top of the smooth surface. A green light shone through his fingers while he muttered an incarnation in the old tongue - pouring his intention into the spell. When the light died down he removed his palm to show a delta filled with runes had been etched on the surface. With the locator spell done, Reynard continued up past the hill to the watchtower ruins.

It took another ten minutes but Reynard soon reached the ruins of the watchtower that once stood tall and proud. The collapsed walls had been eaten away from the rain and ivy had grown thick on the crumbled tower that still stood. The fox paused and peered at the ruins, trying to see if Vlad was actually waiting for him, then let out a small smile when he caught a glimpse of the ebony tail. Despite his excitement, Reynard still felt fear. This was an already skilled mage that had been enhanced with the energy of the city folk; if Vlad wanted to he could reduce the fox to ash but Reynard knew he wouldn't. He let out a tight breath and walked up to the watchtower, waving his arm in the air to announce his arrival.

"I'm glad you came," Vlad said as Reynard approached him. He couldn't help but study the fox's body, making Reynard guess he was thinking about how much mana he would gain from his contribution. "Are you wanting to take up my offer or are you here to stop me?"

Reynard stopped inches away from the dragon and smirked. "I'm here for your offer." Without warning, he pressed his mouth against Vlad's, who moaned in response. While Reynard was exploring Vlad's mouth, he dropped the locator stone behind the dragon and pulled back. "Sorry, I couldn't resist."

"I'm not complaining," Vlad breathed out and tugged his trousers to hide his peeking member. "Let's get you downstairs to prepare you."

The two of them entered the former ground floor of the tower and took a flight of stairs down into a basement of some kind. Judging by the size of it, Reynard guessed it was used for storing food rations at one point but now it held several rotten tables which held clothes, weapons and armour from those who sought pleasure here. He saw Vlad stop at a broken hole in the wall that opened to a dark tunnel.

"You won't need your clothes now," Vlad said as he gestured over to the table. He watched the fox's ears turn red but he nodded and slowly take off his robes, folding them before putting them on the table. Despite the shyness of being completely nude, he could tell Reynard was enjoying every second of it. "After me." He said after letting his fantasy play out for a second.

Vlad snapped a blue ball of light into existence before they descended into the caves. It was as dark and dingy as Reynard last saw it but the moaning seemed to be louder, needier even, but he assumed that was due to the illusion spell he was under. He felt his member stir as he thought back to being bound and blown, unable to escape...

"Enjoying yourself?" Vlad asked as he noticed Reynard already becoming erect. The fox seemed to become aware of his arousal and gave a meek smile. "I should have warned you about that. It's the crystals you see," He explained as he rounded the corner and stopped at a crystal giving off a violet light. "These crystals have the ability to enhance feelings of lust as well as syphon it into pure mana. It's not easy for me to be down here either."

"How are you able to keep control?" Reynard hoped it sounded innocent enough; if he was able to understand how these worked, he could possibly use them for himself but he stifled a sigh when he learned that Vlad jerked himself off while watching everyone squirm or occasionally rutted them when he felt up to it. Despite his disappointment, He was happy to hear what the dragon was going to do with him as they entered into the main cavern.

Reynard saw the squirming figures as they desperately bucked for their next orgasm, which according to Vlad came at random intervals. They both crossed the room until they reached an altar made from some kind of black stone. Beside it was a small table with bandages and rubber dildos. The fox smiled as he could tell what was going to happen.

Without prompting he turned around and pressed his lips on to Vlad's mouth and desperately tugged at his shirt. Their tongues danced around one another and broke only when Reynard found the hem of the shirt and pulled it over Vlad's head and left it abandoned on the ground. Slowly he kissed his way down grey underbelly until he reached the trousers and proceeded to pull them down. He wasn't sure why the dragon was giving him so much control over it but he wasn't complaining. He slid two fingers into the dragon's slit and teased his cock until it stood erect.

This is when Vlad decided to take control and guided the fox to take his cock into his mouth. Reynard was in paradise as he slowly took each inch in and ran his tongue along its length. Another inch and Vlad moaned as his grip on Reynard's scruff tightened. With the crystals enhancing every sensation he felt like he was going to finish there but Reynard pulled out and walked over to the altar, bending down to show his ass.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" He felt the slick cock slide into his ass and moaned. He'd never been with a dragon up until now and he regretted not doing it sooner. He moaned as he felt Vlad thrust into his ass and brush against his prostate which made the fox moan and whimper with need. His own member was dripping pre and he felt the dragon's hand wrap around his cock and slowly pump it.

Everything around the two of them faded from importance as their moans and grunts joined the present chorus. Vlad felt himself going first and quickened his thrusts before going in hilt deep and cumming.

Reynard felt the warm seed enter him and his breath deepened as Vlad jerked him off faster. He let out a final moan as he felt the pleasure build up deep in his groin before he climaxed, shooting his seed on the altar. The two of them leaned on each other for minutes, feeling the post-orgasm high but Vlad pulled out making Reynard moan once more. Through his panting, he knew it was time.

He watched as Vlad reached for the one of the dildo's and slowly put it in his mouth to lick it. Despite being spent, the fox felt his cock grow harder as Vlad took it out and press it into his ass. As the dragon repeated the routine with the second dildo before he brought it to Reynard's mouth. The fox didn't need prompting as he opened his mouth and took in the dildo, fighting against his gag reflex.

"Good fox, you already know your place," Vlad whispered into Reynard's ear as he pushed it in deeper and listened to the beautiful moans of the fox. He stood Reynard up straight before pushing him to an empty spot on the cavern wall, just next to the crystal. Being this close made the fox's eyes roll up with pleasure and moan as the dildos started to vibrate. "I'm just sad our time together won't last long. I know about the locator spell you cast and how Magister Vidye won't be here until next week; by then I'll be long gone but it doesn't mean we can't have some fun until I leave."

It took Reynard everything to focus on the words but he didn't care. He just wanted to feel like this for as long as he can. He heard the dragon chuckle in front of him before he snapped fingers.

The rolls of bandages floated over to Reynard and began to wrap around his legs. He gave them a small shimmy and found they were comfortably tight, barely allowing movement for him to wiggle. The bandages wasted no time as the tightly wrapped the rest of his body, pinning his arms to his sides so he couldn't touch his cock if he wanted to. Within thirty seconds, he was bound in bandages that reached his neck. During all of this, he kept on moaning through his gag, begging for more.

Vlad raised his hand and Reynard felt an invisible force pin him to the wall and raise him from the ground slightly. The last sight he saw was Vlad smirking before his head was wound in the bandages and plummeting him into darkness. Everything felt more intense for the fox due as the dildo's inside of him vibrated harder and he felt Vlad groping his crotch driving him over the edge. The orgasm was too intense for him as he felt all thoughts disappear and the energy seemed to be sucked out of him, being converted into mana for the draconic mage but his thoughts were muddled in the never-ending sea of pleasure. He bucked his hips forwards, finding just enough room to slowly tease his tip but it was enough. All thoughts turned to lust and until he was found he would be craving his next orgasm...