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Chastity-Induced Submission

For Skywing937

By Draconicon

Xander had been at the mercy of the tube around his sheath for the last eight weeks. Eight weeks, plus a few days, just to make it a clear two months. The gryphon didn't know how much longer he could take the feeling of constriction and denial down there.

Worse, or better, he couldn't tell anymore, was the feeling of weight from the metal plug in his ass. He groaned under his breath every time that he took a step, feeling it pulling on his pucker and reminding him of how stretched out he was. If he took the wrong kind of step, or took too long a pace, his hole would instantly sting as the plug pulled on something sensitive, or worse, pressed on something pleasurable.

More than once, Xander had ended up testing the limits of his chastity cage without even trying, feeling the plug pressing on his prostate and trying to get hard. There was something about wearing the cage that constantly pushed his buttons, making him shiver and shake, making him all too aware of his own body and needs.

And he knew that his master had designed it that way.

Another step, another gasp of pleasure as he felt that steel plug press against his prostate, another moan as he felt the burst of pleasure, and then a great deal of discomfort as his cock tried to press against the cage that held it inside of his sheath. The feeling of that wire mesh against the head of his barbed cock didn't help, either.

"Mmmph...ah...ah..."

The gryphon forced himself to keep walking, making his way down the hallway. His master had finally come back to see him, and the gryphon hoped that it meant that his training was finally at an end. He had been working hard, getting fit, even going so far as to educate himself for his master on a number of topics, all as a way to try and distract himself from the constant pressure down there. It had only somewhat worked, and he just hoped that it was enough to make the master believe that he was ready.

He found the door to the master's study, all the way down at the second to last turn in the corridor, half-hidden behind a painting that was meant to distract people and keep them from turning down that route. The otherwise naked gryphon stopped at the door, trying not to think about his cock for a minute.

I'm presentable, he told himself. He'll like what he sees.

The gryphon's beaked face couldn't really smile, but he hoped that it would be sufficiently well-groomed. He had styled his feathers for his master's pleasure, and had done what he could with his fur, though that was down to the oils and sweat that ran through it constantly now. He had been pushed so close to the brink that he never stopped carrying a musky scent of some sort or another. His muscles had grown strong in the areas covered by fur, and from his knees and elbows down, he had tense strength beneath the scales of bird scales and talons.

He flexed his wings slowly, feeling them puff out for a moment before he pulled them in tight again. Those, too, had been exercised in an attempt to keep from thinking of his cock, though that had been less successful. Air flow while flying did not distract from bare balls.

He's waiting. Open the door.

Xander took one more deep breath, then pushed the door open.

Waiting inside, just on the other side of a large mahogany desk, was the master. The big male was a red and black dragon, with a purple mane of hair running down between the two horns on top of his head, and two noodle-y tendrils hanging down from the end of his snout. He had a pair of wings that poked out from behind his back, wings that were often kept furled for the starry patterns that were hidden among them. The dragon would have stood eight feet tall, over a foot and a half taller than Xander was, but for the moment, he was seated, relaxed, his feet up on the desk.

"Heh, glad that you've finally arrived, Slave," the dragon said, gesturing him forward. "Come here. Let me look at you."

Xander did as he was told, walking forward and then standing with his hands folded behind his back. The dragon looked him up and down, seeming to smile when he looked at the gryphon's balls, and then gestured with one hand to turn.

Rotating on the spot, Xander showed off all the muscles that he had been building up, all the work that he had done with his body. He flicked his tail up, the lion-style limb almost whipping him across the spine as he did, showing off his ass. Muscular, thick, rounded, just the sort of cheeks that he knew that the master liked to see in his sluts.

Turn, turn, stop. He faced the master again, and the master nodded his approval.

"Definitely a lot of work gone in to improving you. I like what you've done with yourself. Very excellent work."

"Thank you, master," the gryphon said, bowing his head.

"How many times have you cum since putting on the cage?"

"Once, master."

"And how did that happen?"

"An incidental mistake while edging myself, sir. I took the dildo a little bit too hard and fast, and it hit my prostate at a particular angle."

"Have you attempted to repeat this 'accident'?"

"No, master. It was a real accident, and I didn't want to have it happen again."

"Good. That's what I wanted to hear. Come here."

The gryphon nodded, taking a deep breath and hoping that this was going the way that it was supposed to. His master seemed happy so far, and he hoped that it was a good sign for his potential to get out of the cage. Moving quickly, he rounded the desk and stood by his master's side. Scaly fingers reached up and gently tugged at the cage, pulling at his sheath and his balls at the same time, and he didn't quite grimace, but he did groan.

"Mmmph...ah..."

"You are quite swollen, aren't you?"

"Mmmph...yes, master."

"How does it feel?"

"Full, master."

"Heh, and if I do this?"

The dragon's palm rose up under his balls, and it took everything that the gryphon had not to whimper as he felt his sac getting rolled this way and that, the churning orbs begging for the chance to finally release. A few droplets of pre-cum pushed out of the tip of the cage.

"Mmmph...it makes me...makes me needy, master."

"Yes, that's the intent," the dragon

said, smirking slightly as he leaned back, one hand supporting his head as the other kept teasing. "It looks so nice to see a slave like this."

"Like...like what, master?"

"So well-built, so well-developed, and yet...so helpless to his own libido..."

"Nnngh...you...you pushed me to do this, master. I can't - mmmph!"

And just like that, the master's tail came in to play, rubbing the spaded tip up and down between his ass cheeks. He spread his legs on instinct, following the lessons that had been left behind for what he needed to do when the master touched back there. The tip of the tail pulled on the base of the plug back there, always teasing, always threatening to pull it out. The gryphon's whimpers and moans kept coming out a bit louder than before, a bit more eager than the last time that he had done it.

"Ah...ah..."

"That's it, slave. Are you starting to understand?"

"Mmmph?"

"What chastity is for. Do you understand?"

"Mmmph...n-no, master."

"It's the beginning of obedience. It reminds you that you are not your own person anymore," the dragon said, idly tugging and drawing moans from the gryphon, both from the ball-play and the tail play. "The more that you wait to cum, the more that you realize that this belongs to me. The more you train your ass for my pleasure instead of yours, the more that it belongs to me. Your two sources of physical pleasure, now, belong to me."

"Mmmph...then...then what's left, master?"

"Why, service, of course."

"S-service?"

"Yes. After all, look what you've done. So big, so strong, so sexy...all for my sake. Hasn't it felt good to be better, to be bigger, to be stronger?"

Xander nodded, though he wasn't sure if he was nodding in agreement to that statement or something else at this point. His cock ached so much, begging to be free, but he couldn't think about what he was saying, what he was doing. All he knew was that his master was pushing him, making him wait.

Agree with him. Agree with anything.

"This is what you do, now. You serve. And that is how you will receive pleasure, little one. You will receive pleasure from serving me."

"Y-yes, master. I'll receive pleasure...from serving you."

"Heh...and you desperately need it, by the looks of things."

The master gently patted his balls a few times, and he swore he could almost feel the squelching going on in there, the hungry, bubbling feeling in there wanting to be released. The master stood up from the desk, moving around to a cabinet against the wall.

"From now on, Slave, your cock remains in that cage."

"What? Master...master, please, just one more."

"No, no, you will always be saying that. There will be no more. Not for now, at least. Instead..."

The dragon pulled at the cabinet, opening up two doors and revealing row upon row of dildos, row upon row of floggers, vibrating wands, spiked wheels, and more.

"Instead, you will take your pleasure from these...and from serving me. Now, lay yourself over the desk. Let's see how well you've trained your ass..."

The End