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Luvine lidded his slit pupiled eyes in an effort to appear casual as his attention was fixated on the gathering of the court in front of him. The silver furred fox behaved perfectly poised, dressed in silk and velvets that were adorned with enough wealth that most people would have gazed enviously at him if he had been in his own lands. He had offset the rich silver and dark fur of his body with gold, gems that were inset along the sweep of his forehead and wrapped round his throat. He was careful to not make it appear like a collar, instead, it was linked together very like the royal pendant that the Queen herself wore. It wasn't enough of a likeness to cause people to call it out, but certainly it was enough to cause them to acknowledge the play.

It had been nearly fifty years since the last ambassador of the Vulpine Lands had come here, and in that time, the relations between his own homeland and the dragons had begun to degrade further and further. The war-like dragons had gotten tired of warring with their own clans and instead had begun to nibble away at their kingdom. The small battles had rolled towards an all-out war that had taken its toll on the armies his own Empress commanded. The foxes weren't poor warriors, but when one faced armor plated flying dragons, it became something of a massacre. Especially when Queen Terrfia was at the lead of the army and basking in her fabled blood lust.

The dragons had always been rough neighbors, they were more beast than thinking creatures, with four legs instead of two and their language was mostly a series of growls and snarls. It was proven in the way that they ignored peace treaties that had been signed and instead began to enslave foxes for their own pleasure. It was a fact that hadn't been hidden form him as he had arrived in court to see that Terrfia boasted a small army of fox-slaves with collars and loin clothes that were meant to serve her. She had flaunted them in fact, watching him with wicked green eyes to see if he would say something, but he had kept his peace.

Today was no different in the court, the queen had come followed by a pair of pure white foxes that were entirely nude and wearing the gold chains that marked them as harem slaves. She was giving him occasionally sly looks as she sprawled out on her silken throne with them, making a show of stroking the slaves. He knew that she wanted him to give a reaction, to lunge out or snarl, to give her a reason to dismiss him or break the honored protection giving an ambassador. The only thing she hadn't done was to begin to fuck one of the foxes in front of him, but he knew eventually she would.

He flicked his tail, setting off the bells that he had braided into his plush full fur, making them jingle merrily as he narrowed his green eyes. He knew that he would keep his silence, not because he feared what she would do, but because he knew exactly how he would make sure that the queen was put in her place. He had no intent of making peace with her, instead, he would bring her to bay, cow her the way she had cowed her slaves. She would be taught a lesson that would make sure she would never again dream of crossing paths with a fox. There was always the old adage that one should never cross a fox, that they would never attack from the front, but when you least expected it. He was going to prove that truth. The queen was a perfectly white looking dragoness, like she had been carved of snow, which meant she was a striking creature when she wore her black armor into battle.

"Ambassador!" Terrfia called out with a bright glitter in her eyes as he stepped into the sprawling open throne room. "A pleasure that you have graced us once again."

The queen was a perfectly white looking dragoness, like she had been carved of snow, which meant she was a striking creature when she wore her black armor into battle. He could admit that she was lovely, her triangle shaped head angled towards him with the pearl colored horns catching the light. Her royal pendant was wrapped around her throat, hanging down heavily as she relaxed her head backwards just a little bit. She had her eyes fixated on him, refusing to look away as he approached and heard the nobles moving about as well. There was a little growl that came from a few, laughter from most as he passed through them. He was shorter by nearly half a foot compared to the smallest, but he refused to show any fear.

"I am, of course, honored to be invited to court once again." He said and gave a flourishing bow, his smile parting to show the tips of his small white fangs. "You have been gracious to allow me so often in your court."

"Ahh well, it is we who are honored by the Vulpine representative. It is heartening to your fellows to know your Empress still remembers them." She said and curved her neck a little bit, her tail idly twisting around one of the snow white foxes.

"I would like to discuss a ceasefire, Majesty, while I have enjoyed your attentions and those of the court, I must regretfully remember my duty." He said as he kept his face a pleasant mask.

He had spent most of his life in courts like this. His father had been a court mage, earning the title of baron eventually, and he had inherited it. He played the game quite well and Luvine had no doubt that these dragons had no idea how to truly be subtle. Today would be the day, today he would prove to his Empress that he cared for the well being of his country. Today the queen would fall low to his paws and he would begin to give hope to those slaves that she kept, eventually gifting them true freedom. They would see their captor brought down to the beast she was, and he would enjoy it a great deal. Such a large dangerous creature and he could strip her of all her guards until she was a quivering whimpering creature of simple sensations.

"We cannot simply take our pleasure." He continued as she raised a brow and licked her lips delicately. "And it has been a pleasure, Majesty."

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Terrfia watched the fox with amusement, finding her nobles grinning a bit at the way that he bowed so prettily. They had all been laughing at him since he had arrived, finding it impossible to take him seriously when he dressed so finely and behaved in such a manner. He was no warrior, there was no hint of scarring like a proper drake would have had. He hadn't arrived on a war horse, instead a small light horse that she would have expected a woman to ride. His words were smooth and soft sounding, always proper and flourishing with praise, but he was entirely different than a true noble of her court. It amused her a great deal, making it enjoyable to play along with his game of peace.

"Well now, such a serious topic for my court today!" She admonished and ran her tail up and down the white furred fox near her side. "After all, I have had a grand victory to celebrate."

"A victory?" Luvine asked and lifted his eyes a little bit, and she nodded her head, basking in the feel of the fox near her haunches. "I have heard no such word."

"Ahh perhaps you should have wings." She said in answer, enjoying the slight tensing of his muzzle in answer.

She had enjoyed a small raid the night before, one by night that had taken a small village by surprise. She had loved the rush of it, the screams and fire, the feel of blades hitting her scales and armor before turning them aside. She had never been one to languish on a throne to rule her kingdom, not even when she had been pampered as a younger. From the day she first learned to fly she had developed a thirst for battle and had thrown herself into it whole heartedly. That hadn't changed as she had grown older, but had honed itself into becoming one of the finest warriors that her kind had ever produced. And it came with more than just a few benefits, especially when it came to her preferences.

Foxes were such sweet pets, creatures that were covered in soft thick fur that was a pleasure to feel against herself, to say nothing of the design of their cocks. She had taken them as lovers, picking out ones that were well hung and were able to truly please her with tongues and paws. They all fought at first, but she was always able to tame them down, make them submit to her. The fact that the Empress had sent an ambassador in an attempt to stop the warfare had amused her, since she doubted they had any idea how many of their lost people ended up as slaves in her courts. Now, she was able to flaunt it shamelessly in front of the silver fox, seeing how he kept his eyes fixed on her.

"I would not intrude upon your victory." He said smoothly, Luvine's tail flicked back and forth behind him delicately. "But I would beg a boon from you."

"A boon?" She asked and sat up, tipping her head up in the air with a flick of her tongue.

_He will ask I release my harem, I think. Something to show I'm willing to entertain peace. _ She thought as he saw his eyes flick towards them and back to her again. _I wonder if he would be willing to take their place. Now there's a lovely idea. _

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"I would request that we be allowed to discuss such things together over dinner, if we might." He asked and gave a low bow in an attempt to appease her. "I would discuss alone more delicate issues at hand, to know your true thoughts upon them. The heart of your court is no such place to discuss sensitive matters. Being always surrounded by your guards and court makes it hard to speak frankly, Majesty."

Terrfia tipped her head to one side at that request, almost instinctively refusing him the favor he asked. She was a mighty warrior in her kingdom, but she knew for a fact that she was not immortal. A queen that dismissed her guards to be alone with possible hostiles, was a queen that wouldn't be alive for long. She opened her mouth to tell him she would be pleased to meet with him in the company of her guards, and then rethought it as she stared at the short delicately made fox standing in front of her. The idea of treating him like a threat was laughable. He had no talons, no fangs, nothing that could pierce her scaled hide. He was as safe as her harem to him, why not gift him with the gift of her presence?

"I should be pleased to, we shall have a meal together this evening." She said magnanimously. "We can discuss whatever you like then."

"Thank you, Highness!" Luvine answered with a smile that parted his slender silver muzzle. "I appreciate you taking this matter so seriously."

I wonder if I can manage to turn him around to me. He is lovely, he would be quite interesting to break. _ She thought and gave her head a tip forward. _He will want to free his countrymen, after all, and I can name my price at this point.

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Luvine had never met such an egotistical and prideful creature as the dragoness, the fact she didn't even view him as a threat was something pleasurable. She hadn't even balked at his wanting to meet her in private, and was more than happy to see that he was allowed into her chamber without even guards on the outside door. Terrfia had looked quite predatory as she had taken him up on the offer. He had no doubt that she had something planned for him, but he wasn't going to allow her to get that far, not when he could make sure that she was well and truly put in her place. This was the opening he was waiting for, a chance to get him alone where he wasn't going to risk her guards interfering.

He dressed with care, making sure that he was wearing a dark shirt that clung to him, the collar open wide to show the plush fur of his chest to the best advantage. The white coating was something that he knew she enjoyed and he had matched it with a set of dark riding pants. They clung to him, outlining his sheath and making sure that her eyes would be drawn to him. He had groomed himself and brushed out every piece of his fur, trying to present himself as something she wouldn't consider him a threat. The last thing he needed was for her to decide to allow her guards in at the last minute.

He was rather surprised to walk into the actual bedroom of the Queens suite, certainly it was a bit more intimate than anything he had expected. It was a massive room that made him feel quite small given the size of the furniture that was designed for the larger dragons. It was an ancient cave system, much like the rest of the palace, that was used as the heart of their kingdom. It was well decorated and polished, lovely looking even to his eyes. One entire side was dominated by her bed, but that wasn't what his eyes were fixated on. His eyes were looking at the armor that was set on a stand near the side of the bed.

It wasn't beautiful, it was fierce with a set of breast plates and a broad helmet that was used to protect her eyes. It was set just behind a large staff that rested on a set of curved hooks to keep it from touching the ground. It was polished black metal, well-scrubbed over with a blood red gem seated on the top. It was a staff he had heard about from the stories of her battles, one that was powered by magic that throbbed deep inside of the gem. The lightning had been caught and trapped there, harnessed and constantly growing with every storm that swept within view of it. It was a powerful weapon in her talons, but he had no doubt that she would have learned to use it strictly for war. Nothing that went through her talons would ever be used for anything else except war.

His father had made staffs like this, but they were supposed to be used for more than just war. The electricity that was harnessed inside of them was meant to be used with a keen mind for any number of things. It was almost a sacrilege that it was being used as a crude weapon of war. Then again, he didn't expect anything else from such a warrior. He was going to more than enjoy the fact that it could be quite enjoyable for him to use it in his fun and games. After all, he was going to have to break her, not her body, but her mind, to bring her down until she would never think of challenging to Vulpine Empire again.

"Majesty." He greeted as he stepped into the room, sweeping a bow as the white dragoness regarded him from her reclined position at the table set in the middle of the room. "Thank you for arranging this meeting."

And he meant every word as he fingered the small packet in his shirt sleeve. It was a powerful sedative, one that would work even on a dragoness. It would be enough to get him started.

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Terrfia admired the silver fox across from her and she could feel her appetite starting to grow for him by the moment. The lean figure was well dressed and it made her wonder if he would be as swift with his tongue in his muzzle with pleasuring her as he was with his own words. She found herself flicking her tail back and forth firmly as they ate and she took her meal in light bites as he began to talk about the impact of the war on his empire. He was quite elegant with his words, it almost made it a pity that they weren't going to change anything. Still, she found it amusing as he served her food in the style of his country, explaining the work that those farms put in and how they had been affected by the war.

He was adorable with how he tried to behave as if he truly mattered, that his words were going to change anything about how she was going to handle herself or how she would run her war. It was rather enjoyable to listen to him talk so passionately when she began to contemplate how to make sure that he offered himself in place of her slaves. She already knew exactly how she would maneuver him and break him, how pleasurable it would be. She had been enjoying too many already broken vulpines for too long, it was time for a bit of a challenge.

"In truth, we are hardly worthy foes for you, Highness." Luvine murmured and flicked his ears back, leaving her to sample the tea he had offered her. "We are simple folks, farmers and hunters, not warriors."

"Which is why your land is so easily conquered." She pointed out and lidded her eyes, her body relaxing with her confidence. "You are not making a case for why I should have a ceasefire."

"I thought that you were a warrior and would want a true challenge?" Luvine asked, his gaze sly while the dragoness watched him.

As she opened her mouth to answer, she found her vision blurring oddly, the sight of the silver fox doubled himself in front of her until she blinked her eyes rapidly to clear it. The vision corrected itself, but it was still oddly blurred around the edges. It was something that made her truly struggle to understand what she was staring at. The world began to slide to one side and she gave her head another wild shake back and forth, her nostrils flared open wide as she gulped down a breath and realized that something was wrong. Very wrong. She felt light and odd, her thoughts floating strangely while she flicked her scaled ears backwards and licked her lips. Even that movement felt strange, causing her to puff out a heavy breath and then gulp down another one.

The fox was saying something, but his voice was strangely echoing in her, each one rolling into the next until it made no sense. She attempted to give him her entire attention, but that attempt was failing as his eyes brightened. He stood up and she saw after images of his body movement so that she couldn't quite figure out which was the real fox. She was confused and her lids were starting to droop somewhat, her limbs refused to work the way they were supposed to. She found it harder to keep her head aloft as the fox came closer and she saw the jaw drop in a broad smile, a red tongue lolling out.

"Ahhh finally, I had thought I'd have to double the dose." He said and Terrfia understood him, but understanding didn't make her feel better as she tried her best to stand up. "Ahh ahh ahh, don't do that, you'll end up hurting yourself."

The paws grabbed her white muzzle, vulpine paws gripped hard against her and refused to let her go as she got her forelegs beneath her. She snarled, the low growl vibrated from low in her throat, her eyes narrowed as she twisted her lips back and he gave her a light slap on the cheek. It didn't hurt, but it was a chiding touch that she couldn't react to as her body was far too relaxed feeling. Her body couldn't move right, she couldn't struggle free, instead she started to feel a rise of panic through the haze of whatever he had fed her.

"Drugssss?" She hissed out the word and surged up higher, her paws were beneath her, but she swayed before the fox flashed his teeth in a wicked smile.

"Oh not too many, just enough to even the odds, 'your highness'." He said the last mockingly as he tugged her head down. " It is time for you to truly embrace your place in the world, I think. To learn a lesson."

"I'll.. kill.. .you..." She snarled out, her rage making the word feel red tinged, her breathing coming out heavily.

"Really? I doubt it, oh greatest of warriors." He said and suddenly something leather and metal slid along the line of her neck. "I think you are more in a position to serve me than kill me."

She hissed out and thrashed, or at least she tried to thrash, she was struggling wildly with a kick of her body back and forth. Her movements were short and heavy, flinging back and forth before there was a snap and the collar around her neck forced her head back down towards the ground. Luvine was stronger than he seemed, putting his weight into it so that she couldn't lift her head back up again. The drugs made her muscles refuse to react the way he wanted them too, instead, he found that she was barely able to bunch up the muscles of her powerful haunches to throw him off. The fox should have been easy to fling from her, after all, he was so much smaller than she was, but the drugs were working through her.

He was laughing at her as he moved away from her, not far, just a few steps away, but she found that her vision was starting to blur further as she couldn't see further beyond a foot in front of her nose. The silver grey form made himself at home in her own room, making her bristle with pure anger that he should act in such a way. She tried to stand up again, swaying and lurching forward a step before her legs collapsed down beneath her once more. She was helpless, her body trapped beneath the weight of the drugs so that she wasn't even able to do more than slur her snarls. No guard would have heard those noises and thought she was in trouble, it wasn't nearly loud enough.

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"Oh you have been corrupted by your power, haven't you, O Most Valiant Of Queens?" Luvine purred the words as he made free with the dragoness' room and it took him little time to locate her personal collection of pleasure.

The fox flicked his silver tail with smug amusement as he had known that she would have something for her use with the foxes that she kept as slaves. He was impressed and pleased at the assortment, especially the broad straps of leather that must have been used to bind up her captives. He drew the soft leather out, drawing them with a little bit of a tug, the heavy buckles draping down against his forearm as he tested their strength. They were well built, not enough to hold a dragoness at full power, but with the drugs in her system he had no doubt that these would keep her in place properly.

He drew out quite a few of the leather bands, draping them over his arm and then raided her closest for a few more belts that she would have likely used for decoration. As he moved, Terrfia hissed out and was dragging herself along the ground when she tried to get her claws up beneath her again. The rolling movements were useless looking as the drugs kept her off balance and her eyes were dilated so that he could barely see the rim of blue around them. He stepped forward with a little flick of his tail and made a show of spreading out the leather before casually moving in front of her.

"Won't be drugged.. forever, damn you.." Terrfia managed to pant out, her words hissing angrily as he reached down and ran a paw right along oen of her horns.

"Oh, I am counting on that." Luvine answered smugly, his smile growing a bit wider as he watched the way that she was shivering under his touch. "This isn't about a petty bit of revenge before I have to flee your country. Such a warrior as you must be put in her place....carefully and remain there."

She tried to snap at him, the slow movement was ludicrous as she tried to fight back, but he was able to pick out one of the leather straps and slide it right over that slender muzzle. The dark material was striking against her pale coloration as he dragged the leather down tight, the buckle straining as he pulled it tight enough that she wouldn't be able to open her mouth. Her eyes were blazing with outrage as he looped the free end of the leather belt around her horns to create a muzzle, much like the one anyone would use on a beast. It rigged right up along the underside of the jaw and settled until the buckle was locked right behind both of her horns where it couldn't be shaken free.

She writhed a little bit, her wings flaring open and he made free by sliding the length of his back, fingers spreading open wide so that he was dipping and teasing them with a firm caress. She twitched and shuddered like a nervous horse beneath his touch, her breathing was coming out louder and heavier, snarls were bursting free and he savored each and every one. How many foxes had been here that had been treated this way? How many had wanted to say no and been too frightened to even speak a small denial? It was fitting that her position be put into this place and her reign broken at last.

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Terrfia tried to wipe the muzzle from her face, flushed and angry at being treated in such an obscene manner. She bristled angrily and tried to snarl as the paw slid along her and another strap of leather was wrapped over her wings and pulled down tightly so that she couldn't use them to strike at him. Not that the drugs would have let her strike at him. Her breathing started to come out in a wheeze as the hard bands pulled downwards and pressed against her sides, the buckle dug down with bruising pain against her wing bones so that she was letting out a protest and tried to fling herself to one side. The movement made the world tilt wildly before there was a laugh and the fox lifted up one of his silver foot paws to press down against her haunches to keep her pinned.

It was humiliating, the creature was so small compared to her, two legged and weak, and she was forced to feel him climbing over her as if she were a piece of furniture. It was humiliating in the extreme, leaving her letting out a low rumble that wouldn't stop, vibrating low in her throat and chest. She curled her lips back beneath the muzzle in a silent snarl while she struggled with the sensation of being helpless. Even when she had been a youngster she had always been in control, the top of her year and a good deal larger than even the other females. The fact that she was restrained so easily was a blow to her pride and it only got worse as the fox flung one of the bands of leather beneath her tail.

She attempted to snap it back down again, but it wasn't something that was nearly possible when she was still drugged. Instead, her head was lifted up as he used the strap around the base of her tail to drag up so that the other end was forced along the muzzle. It made her head raise in an uncomfortable angle meaning that her movements were even more hampered as the fox laughed low and trailed his fingers right between her wings. He touched her as she often touched her slaves, as if she had no say in the matter, but those were foxes. They were meant to serve. She let out another strangled growl, nostrils flaring open wide before he patted her haunches.

"I have no interest in revenge that will be over in the breath of the drugs in your system, that won't end the war." He said and then began to slide his paw further down along her haunches and towards her tail. "You need to be controlled, a beast like you has run wild, too wild, what you need is a leash to your rightful master."

"Mrrrssshter?" She spit out the words from around the muzzle, her breathing coming out faster, rasping from low in her throat as the paw slipped right beneath her tail.

"You'll learn to call me master soon enough." He promised her, the sweet sounds of his voice a mockery that left her bristling with pure rage.

Not even the drugs could stop her ragged snarl that came when the fingers dipped down along the base of her tail and dipped down towards the soft pink mound of her sex. He stroked her delicately, tracing down so that his paws were dipping right along the soft plush lips that were pursed together and vulnerable looking. The sensation sent a jolt through her and she wasn't able to stop the tremor of pleasure that was rising up by the moment. He stroked her without a single question of permission, casually pushing his two finger tips against either side of the puffy lips to start spreading the walls open wider. The puffy mound flashed a little bit and she tried to jerk her tail down, but the strap made it remain up high in the air.

The finger tips pushed forward and parted her mound, playing with her and the wetness that had gathered there from her earlier thoughts of having the attractive silver fox to herself. What had been anticipation was now utter humiliation as she felt herself being teased over with the finger tips dipping upwards. The finger tip brushed upwards against the line of her clit, circling around slowly to make her feel an unwilling shudder of pleasure that she tried to ignore. She fought against it, but the caress was well timed and dipped under the line of the clit and she jerked her hips upwards in reaction.

He played for a moment, making a noise of pleasure before the finger tips suddenly drove forward with a thrust that sent a wave of shock through her. The digits stuffed their way into her cunny and she let out a guttural noise that couldn't be said to sound like pain. She rolled her eyes back towards her, breathing coming out in short heavy pants while she struggled to accept the press of the digits. They spread her open wide, the fox's paw wasn't nearly large enough to hurt her, but he fondled and probed her without mercy, stroking and curling upwards to make her let out another noise that wasn't one of protest.

"You were so damned sure of yourself you even let your guards stay outside of the room. The sounds will only be of you having a very good day." He taunted her and pushed his paw in further, more of his digits filling her narrow passage open. "How...interesting is this..."

He spoke slowly as his finger moved down to brush right against her clit and the metal pierced through the puffy mound. She had had it done when she was younger and with a rather adventurous partner and now he was teasing against it lightly. It was a light swirl and turn that caused her to shudder in place while she rolled her eyes back. His fingers teased lightly, running under it before drawing it backwards with a slow pull that made her hips jerk up higher in the air, trembling a little bit as she struggled with the sensations of pressure and desire that ran through her. The sensitive nub making her want to groan out with a ragged hissing sound that she wasn't able to hide.

The walls were gaping wider, straining so that she was forced to feel the way her outer lips started to form a taut ring around the wrist. The spasms were working greedily, clutching around him in a mixture of pleasure and protest. He didn't pause, he was forcing deeper, shoving his fingers through her passage at just the right angle to make sure that she was gaping wider. Her outrage flaring hot and wild before he drew backwards. There was a caress of fur in her passage, damp hot fur rubbing her in the most intimate ways possible and she lunged her head against the restraints wildly.

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Luvine watched as the pale pink mound split open wider and growled to himself, unable to help just how much he enjoyed the sight of her. She was a lovely creature after all, quite powerful and she was shuddering helplessly on the ground. Her tail gave a little swing back and forth along her haunches in an attempt to get free, but it remained upright as he drew back and then plunged forward again, his fingers working into a point so that he shoved all the way in so that the tight walls started to slide upwards along his forearm. Her breathing came out in a short rush, trembling a little bit before she threw her head backwards to try and glare at him.

He was rather impressed with the sight of the piercing in her bright pink mound, especially with what it really meant. She was supposed to be a creature that was unable to be even scratched, her hide impervious to anything and everything, but here was proof that she wasn't. It was a damning bit of mortality shown to him and he crooned his pleasure as he rolled the ring back and forth. She reacted with a short choked noise, her entire body stiffened up as she wasn't able to stop herself from pushing back into his touch. The metal was hard glittering steel and when he shifted it around he felt that she was clutching down even harder around him helplessly in forced arousal.

"You were supposed to be unbeatable, invincible, it seems that at least part of that was all talk." He murmured softly, tipping his head to one side with another twist of the ring that had her jerking her head upwards. "This.. this will be quite handy."

The metal was going to be vulnerable to electrical magic, all he had to do was make sure that he placed the stone inside of her so that she wasn't going to be able to dislodge it. There was no reason for him to bother trying to restrain the beast if she could break the leash. If she had been using the gem as it was meant to be used he would have never dared this, but she was ignorant of magic. And he was starting to understand that much of her reputation was just talk and he would delight in tearing away her delusions about herself.

Her teeth were flashing as she kept her lips pulling backwards with another snarling call that came out from low in her throat. It wasn't loud, it was slurred, the drugs still strong enough to hold her under his sway as he plunged his hand inwards and spread his fingers to feel the line of the soft cervix and brushed a finger against it. He pushed the pad of his digit along the puckered opening and gave it a delicate stroke, just barely tracing back and forth as the dragoness bucked in reaction. Her eyes were flashing open wide, the expression one of mortification as her body clamped down tightly around him and squeezed.

Those powerful inner walls were starting to suckle and pull with caresses as he pushed against that tender cervix. He stroked her, teasing and dipping as he felt the opening spreading just a little bit. The feel of it made his smile grow larger, the tip of one blunt claw sliding forward to start to press forward. It was just enough to begin to spread her open wider and wider, splitting her open in the most intimate way possible. He bared his teeth as she tried to snarl at him, but her voice turnd into a ragged sounding moan, causing him to hiss out softly towards her.

"I think that this is where we shall leash you, where you think so very often instead of with your mind." He crooned and turned his claw lightly, feeling her body stiffen up. "Something to keep you in line, properly in line."

The gem was charged with the energy of the storm, she had used it so often to score lines through the vulpine troops, but he knew how to use it properly. Such a sensitive bit of flesh would require so little to actually keep her in hand, a bare expression of power and she would be on the ground writhing. She would never be able to disobey him, the smallest thought would make sure that she knew that he was truly her master. The thought caused him to laugh low in his throat, tongue darting out slowly before he drew his fingers backwards with a slow pull backwards.

She threw her weight upwards, showing that the drugs were starting to wear off, not enough to be at risk yet, but the dragon's frequently had higher metabolism. He would have to make sure that she was put into her place before things began to wear off too much. He teased the fingers down her cunny lips, feeling the wetness clinging to his finger tips messily as she shuddered again. Her breathing was overly loud, the snarl rising up louder in the air by the moment. She struggled again, nearly falling over as she jerked at the restraints, yanking her muzzle up high in the air.

"Don't be so eager, you are far more greedy for attention than I had thought you would be." He murmured, putting a sweet note into his voice as he did so. "But don't worry, you'll have you you desire soon enough, on a leash and taught to rule...properly."

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Terrfia hissed angrily while she felt some of her motor skills recovering, her breathing coming out in a heavy rush as she did her best to break free of the restraints clinging to her. The idle talk from Luvine had her watching as he padded away from her and towards her armor. She had a moment of panic as he turned towards the weaponry, imagining her life ending tied and bound on her bedroom floor without even a chance of defending herself. She had always envisioned herself in the heat of battle when and if she was taken down, killing her foe with her last breath. Not humiliated and wet from the paw that had been assaulting her.

He ran a hand along her armor lightly before reaching for her staff, the royal symbol of her household, created by magic in the heart of a thunderstorm to control lightning. She had used it countless times to win battles, the strength of it designed to overwhelm them and strike down their main army. She had always gloried in the power of it and now the silver fox was drawing it down from it's stand and running his paws over it. The sight infuriated her. She never let her slaves touch her staff, it was something that was sacred that meant too much to be in the hands of a lower beast. She hissed out under her breath as he reached up to the fluted tip of the staff where the jewel glowed brightly.

"This was created by a master, and you have squandered it. You see only brute power." He drawled out smoothly and turned his head towards her as the claw slipped down against the underside of the gem. "It is a sin to such finely crafted magic to use it so crudely."

"Shtap!" She managed around the muzzle, breathing coming faster as he dug hard against the setting on the gem.

"But this can be a lovely leash, since rather than brute power it can be handled with a delicate touch." He said and she was forced to watch as his talon pushed inwards to dislodge the faceted jewel.

The blood red gem fell free right into the palm of his paw and the entire black metal of the staff rippled with a flash of color. She felt a jolt from low in her chest as the link between her and the jewel was broken with a snap. It made her head jerk back and she let out another angry hiss. It had been bound to her bloodline for generations and now the fox was rolling it between his fingers with obvious pleasure as it began to glowing brightly. There was a crackle of electricity as he played with it, calling it to life before padding towards her. The expression on his face sinful and showing an edge of pure anticipation for what was coming.

She had no idea what he was going to do with the gem to use it for anything like a leash, but she didn't want to find out, the very idea made her feel sick to her stomach. She hissed out again as he kept coming forward with step after step, his tail flicked back and forth behind him, something that she had admired was now a source of growing fear as she hissed out again. She was feeling less hazy minded by the moment, but her body refused to respond to her the way she wanted. He reached out with the paw holding the gem and brushed against her hip to send a faint crackle of electricity over her. She tensed up, rippling her muscles with a shock of sensation.

It pricked down the line of her spine and started to run with a little bit of a ripple that caused her breathing to catch in her throat raggedly. She could barely think past the throbbing of the jolts that kept teasing her as he ran the stone along her haunches. She didn't want to know what he planned to do with the gem or how it was supposed to be used, but she did know that she wanted no part of it. She had destroyed entire battalion's using the thing and now he was stroking it right beneath her tail. His hold on it was light, fingers just barely gripping either side of the gem, but it sent a jolt through her that took her breath away.

She let out a noise low in her throat, her breathing short and heavy while she felt the edges of the gem pressing forward with a small twist and turn. The weight of it started to open her up wider, but as it did so she felt a strange shudder work through her. Her muscles were moving of their own volition, twitching and quivering as there were strange jolts that hit her as the gem slid forward and the fox let out a soft sound of pleasure. Luvine's enjoyment was infuriating and humiliating, especially since he was deliberately stroking along her clit, taunting her before he plunged his fingers in deeper, the gem sinking through her passage and she tried to lower her tail.

The movements twitched a bit more before the fingers drove forward deeper, the fingers pressing right up against the spongy opening of her cervix. The gem was unyielding as it pressed forward and caused her to hiss out an angry sound in reaction to him. She swung her head to one side and strained, trying to watch as he pushed harder and began to press the gem harder against her mound. It meant that she was letting out a harsher noise as he twisted the gem back and forth slowly, making more room as he did so. The tip of it began to dimple right along the spongy opening, threatening to slip past the barrier as it worked forward.

"Now, we need to make sure that you're going to be controlled, I can't have you thinking that you are in control." Luvine said and then gave a twist of the gem, stuffing forward enough that the pressure began to grow worse and worse. "It truly was wasted on you. Vaste."

The last word was breathed in another language, a strange sound that sent a shudder down her back as it seemed to stroke over her body and something flared to life low in her belly. She nearly jerked in place while the pressure grew worse, stabbing low in her stomach near her egg chamber, trapping her as the spark of electricity shot through her entire body. It hit hard, driving low into her belly so that it was curling and twisting through her body. She let out a ragged pant, a sound that ripped from her throat and then she keened out a low sound before there was a popping sensation and it felt like lightning hit her.

Her entire body shuddered through the rolling jolts of electricity, her muscles tensed up and jolted so that she was thrashing against the restraints in reaction and she had no control over herself. She tried to stop it as best that she could, but she had no real control over what her body was doing as the gem was pushed right into her cervical opening. The edges of it pried open wide and clamped down tightly to grip it, refusing it to release it as the fox's fingers caressed and spread, dipping and swirling, dancing in new areas that caused her to hiss out as the fiery rush of pain and pleasure as the electric twinges ran against the ring in her clit, centering there.

"Ahh that's such a very good girl.." Luvine crooned and she tried to free her muzzle to curse at him. "You are going to come to learn this leash well, my lovely one. And it is time for your first lesson."

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Luvine watched her twitching her lips with admiration as he stepped away and then murmured the soft spell. It joined him with the gem, the magic twisting through him so that he was letting out a soft noise of pure pleasure. It was bound to him, making sure that no matter how far she went, he would be able to keep her under his control, but he needed it to make sure that she knew that he was the one holding her leash. She was furious and shuddering as there was a slight twitch of the hips as the wetness clung along her folds, the arousal plainly seen there as he licked his lips lightly and flicked his tail back and forth along his haunches.

He moved towards her head first, sliding his paws over her before he was able to grip the line of her muzzle and began to slide it off, dragging the material free slowly. The muzzle jerked a bit, the sharp hiss came out as her eyes glared at him and he smiled down at her before dragging the muzzle off, carefully stepping back away as the jaws snapped at him immediately, striking towards him in an attempt to capture his leg. He easily dodged out of the way, he had planned that she was going to behave that way which was why he had chosen the muzzle to be released first so that she could be punished.

"Ahh ahh... you shouldn't bite at your master, that is against the rules." He taunted and then reached out with a paw, whispering a command to the gem that was bound to him.

He drew the magic outwards, calling up the spark of electricity from the gem lodged in her cervix and the tendrils of miniature lightning ran outwards unerringly towards the metal of her clit piercing. Her head lifted up and her jaws opened wide, gaping with a lash of her tongue as she indulged in a shrill groaning cry as her body seized up once more. She twisted and thrashed against her restraints, not even the drugs in her body kept her from reacting and he increased the power behind the jolt so that it spiked up just past that point of bearable sensation and she wildly flailed her head around.

Her tongue was lashing in the air, her eyes showed the whites as she let out a wheezing call and then leaned forward almost all the way. She was trying to find a way to stop the sensations even as her hips twitched and shivered in place. The small movements rippled her haunches and her tail was straining to drop down before he let the magic fade away. The moment the muscles stopped twitching in reaction from the electricity her head dropped and she let out a soft whimpering sound. The voice was sweet sounding with the little noises, her eyes fluttering as he padded forward and reached out to rub his hand right down along the bridge of her muzzle.

"That's a good girl, see? We're going to come to an understanding." Luvine praised her and then the dragoness jerked her head up.

"I will kill you." Terrfia hissed out angrily, her eyes flashing a little bit before he reached up to grip her horn and gave it a little bit of a pull. "You-"

"Ahhh ahh..." He warned and flexed that power again so that the dragoness shuddered and the muscles rippled along the line of her back. "Now, you're going to keep your voice quiet, if not, I'll have to put that muzzle back on and I do hate to miss all the sounds you're going to make."

"And this is how you want to gain my surrender?" She snapped and twisted her lips back. "Do you think I will stop my conquest because you have done this?"

Luvine allowed a wicked smile to cross his muzzle and then he gave his head a shake back and forth in response. "Oh no, I want you as my pet, I want to make sure I control your entire life, your kingdom.. you..."

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The electricity sparked through Terrfia again, hitting hard as it flushed against the ring of her clit and made sure that she wasn't able to think straight or even make her mind work. The world was narrowed down to the beating of her heart as she heaved out a heavier breath and did her best to brace herself under the assault. She wanted to feel the fox in her jaws, to drive him to the ground so that he was ensnared in her hold, but the gem was pulsing inside of her. The electricity was drawn between it and her clit piercing, making sure that she was painfully aware of the fact that he could bring her down with just a thought. The source of her power making her hiss out angrily as she shifted her weight a little bit and he reached down to stroke her muzzle.

"That's a good girl, we're going to understand each other." He purred softly and then moved his hands down towards the leather on her shoulders.

She hissed out angrily and tried to shrink away from his touch as he caressed her in such a way that caused her to flinch angrily. Her nostrils flared open wide as she gulped down a breath and then let it out again as he caressed her with an ease that mortified her. She was a queen, but even with her head free she didn't dare try to strike out at him, she didn't want to lose control of her body. Instead, she made herself remain in place as he glided towards her haunches and spread the digits open wider to either side. The warmth making her shudder as she tried to instinctively drop her tail down.

The fox touched her in the most familiar way possible before she hissed out as he trailed just along the underside of her tail. The spread of his fingers darted and rubbed at just the right angle to make her let out a ragged sound and swing her head backwards. Her lips curled backwards in warning before there was a little bit of a spark that hit deep. It wasn't enough to send her thrashing, but just enough that her entire body tensed and she felt the jolt throbbing along her clit. It was a vibration that was a mixture of pain and pleasure both, confusing those receptors so that she twisted and shuddered in place.

She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and tried her best to brace herself as her breathing came out in a shaking rush while the throbbing caress of that electricity came in waves. It rolled over her time and again, teasing her, making sure that she was tense and held on edge as the fox boldly caressed along her inner thighs. The light rubbing spreading and making her contort slightly before she snapped her jaws with an angry snarl. Her lips twisted backwards and she swallowed the urge to snarl at him as he slipped forward with a caress of the thick heavy fur that she had often enjoyed in her slaves.

The throb of the electricity hit her, making her stomach muscles bunch up and she felt her internal walls clamping down around nothing. Her hind legs spread open wider in response as the fox's paws moved away so she heard the sound of his clothing shifting. That made Terrfia swing her head back with a flash of her eyes to see him dragging his shirt off in a way that she had wanted to see him since he had arrived in her court. The silver scattered fur thickened over his chest as opposed to his mostly black facial mask, giving a fine view of his wiry chest and body. His ears were tipped back and a sly vulpine smile spread over his features as he dropped his jaw open to loll his tongue out.

"Admiring the view, O Queen?" He mocked smoothly and then reached his hands down towards his pants. "This is what you wanted, was it not? To see me nude in your room?"

"Not like this!" She responded and then her voice turned into a guttural moan as she felt the electricity hit against her piercing so that her haunches shuddered in place.

He stripped his pants off as she twisted and trembled, her breathing coming in short trembling bursts as the gem began to pulse again as he stripped down. It was a lovely view, his fur winter thick and heavy so that it gave him a soft appearance. She had frequently enjoyed the nude foxes and the feel of their fur on her with their talented tongues and hands, but he was blatantly showing his arousal as his cock was jutting out of the opening with a glistening trail of wetness. He ran his paws along her body, fingers curling so that the blunt claw tips danced against her impenetrable scales and caused her to hiss out in reaction.

It wasn't a hiss of pain.

The pleasure shuddered over her as the fox played with the gem's power so that it was curling the electricity right along her clit to make sure that she was shaking and barely able to think straight. She experienced a roll of pleasure that was building itself up through her stomach so that she felt small spasms ripple over her. Her mound grew slicker by the moment, the arousal blatantly being displayed her clit began to grow more tender and swollen with the constant thrumming pushing through her. It was maddeningly sensitive and made her choke out a noise when the fox deliberately dipped his paw down to run the pad of his finger over her.

He stroked lightly, circling around her so that her body was put on edge and she choked out a throatier noise of pleasure and need growing through her. She curled her toes downwards just a little bit and she panted out a heavy series of whimpers before he started to flutter his touch back and forth against the ring. The gem slowed and stilled, but the replacement of his finger was a torment that shocked her into letting out a deep throated cry. The dragoness struggled to stop it, humiliated that her body betrayed her as the warm digit fluttered right along her clitoral piercing, but it was too much for her.

She tipped her head backwards and let out a ragged call of pleasure that escaped as the orgasm rippled through her body. It came in waves, making her walls flex and pulse around nothing as the fox let out a wicked laugh that made her cheeks heat up even further. She dug her claws down against the ground, gritting her teeth in an effort to still her noises as the fox teased and toyed with the ring. The slow movements building up so that she was forced to shudder and tremble in place. Her eyes squeezing shut almost all the way while he made sure that she didn't get a chance to come down from her high while the soft sleek fur slipped forward and caressed against the line of her back.

It was plush and soft, velvety feeling as it brushed down the line of her spine and caused her to flex her toes down convulsively on the ground before the finger released her ring. It didn't help, Terrfia was suddenly aware of the jolt of electricity hitting deep inside of her and she felt a wave of pressure and electricity hit her again and she let out a whimper. It was a horribly pleading noise, humiliating enough that she flinched and tried to ignore what he was making her body do, even as Luvine moved forward until she felt the bare glistening flesh rubbing between her legs.

"Get off of me!" She snarled out, unable to help herself, but even as the words spilled out the fox reacted.

The dragoness' entire body went white hot with a rush of the stabbing electricity that ran through her until her jaws nearly snapped shut on her tongue. It rolled over her again and again, her walls twitching and quivering as she felt the beating of her heart building along her clit. It throbbed with painful pleasure, already so sensitive that it was a torture as the fox's bare cock tip slipped up against outer lips before pushing further between her spasming folds. The electricity didn't seem to affect not, not when he was driving home with the length of the boned shaft sinking inwards with a wet lewd noise.

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Luvine let out a groan as he pushed his girth right into the depths of the passage, the walls opening up wide as he used the gem to make sure that she was silenced in her protests. She was hot and slick feeling, her body rippling and adjusting to him with greedy contractions from the aftermath of her orgasm and his control on the gem. He could feel the hum of it in the back of his mind, sinking further into his control and the magic joined with his own aura. It had been with the dragoness long enough that it knew her, it had been linked so intimately that it reacted eagerly to reaching out to her even as it was controlled by him.

He rolled his hips, plunging and working with a series of thrusts that teased through her, working his way deeper and spreading her wider as he felt his precum drooling out with a series of messy trails through her. The juices were messily coating against him as he forced his way in further, his back arching a little bit while his tail flicked and he pushed her tail right up against his stomach. The sharp sound of pleasure came from him as she let out a hiss and twisted her head about, snarling angrily before he allowed the gem to strike out against her again.

The electricity barely danced over him, a pleasant humming as his cock twitched again and he savored the way her trapped body was stretched out beneath him. The rolling shifts of the hips and back showed that her body wanted it even as her eyes were wild with anger. He didn't allow her to fight back, he let her feel his control as he drove home again, the inches disappearing into her passage and spread her open wider and wider. The strain and stretch worked up and over his knot, the length of him being swallowed deep inside of her so that his sheath pressed up against her outer lips.

"That's a girl.. this is your place now..." He growled low in his throat before drawing back and fighting the grip of her walls.

She was so damned tight that he hissed out as he drew half his length out and felt her body sagging in a boneless droop as he let the gem grow silent. Her small tremors twitched along her back, the sleek muscular body brought low by the silver fox as he plunged forward again and heard her hissing out angrily. She lifted her head up and he saw her teeth as he drove home, his knot being swallowed by those slippery greedy walls before he tightened his mental hold on the gem and drew it outwards.

"Ah ahh.... Bad girl..." He panted out before the walls clamped down again with a rippling flex as the first contraction assaulted her body as the electricity erupted from the magic.

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"STOP!" Terrfia choked out the pleading word as her walls clamped down and gripped tightly around the twitching cock.

The fox held that lightning so that it crashed through her, hitting her clit hard enough that she wasn't able to think straight and her eyes squeezed shut as she experienced the way her oversensitive body was worked over. Her tail twitched, her body tightening and relaxing while her claws scrabbled wildly against the ground and he didn't let up. The throbbing contractions made her aware of the way the heat was hitting against the tip of the clitoral ring that was soon being slapped with the weight of the furred balls every time the base started to sink home inside of her.

Her body wanted it, it made her want to deny it while her wings twitched and quivered a little bit while the weight pressed over the length of her spine. The hot breath of the muzzle pressed against her before the sharp white teeth bit against her at the apex of another jolt. She jerked and felt herself pushing backwards despite her attempt not too. The next twitch upwards sent a wave of heat pouring into her from the precum and the knot began to grow thicker inside of her. It was stretching her open wider and wider, splitting her so that her puffy lips were thinning down into a ring around him.

It was demeaning, the fox was using her like some sort of toy, but she couldn't do anything as her walls caressed and suckled around him. The small movements working him as he began to thrust sharper and deeper inside of her. The plunging movements dragged in and out with lewd wet noises while her tongue lolled out with short heavy pants. Her wings flexed a little again as she tried to surge upwards against the restraints with the next thrust forward that pushed her haunches up higher in the air.

The fox gripped her tail as she felt a quiver running from the gem, a stretch outwards that just barely kissed against the metal of her clit. She closed down tightly as she began to suckle with powerful squeezing pulls. The shocking sensations made her feel every last inch of him, despite the fact he was no where near the size of a dragon. The knot was spreading open wider and wider, starting to pry her walls to the point that she felt a twinge building along her lower stomach. The rubs of the knot caught against the curve of the g-spot, taunting her so that she let out a snarling hiss.

The punishment was swift and powerful, hitting her so hard that she froze in place as every last inch of the fox's cock drove into her. Luvine snarled above her as he pressed his balls against herp pierced clit before they heaved upwards. The pulses ran through her, refusing to let her go as the cock twitched inside of her, the knot locking inside of her tender passage. Terrfia shuddered and let out a primal call from deep her throat as the first rope of the vulpine seed flushed out into her passage. The ropes of it flinging deep inside of her passage in rope after heavy rope.

She couldn't evade it, couldn't escape it, she was pinned and forced to experience each and every tremor that ran through the furred body pressed against her back. His low sounds making her flinch miserably as he tainted her passage with his seed, claiming her in a way that left her head dropping down to the ground with a wheezing whimper.

"That's right, My Queen." Luvine purred the words, the title a insult on his tongue as he hissed them.

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Terrfia walked through the camp with a wild lash of her tail, flinging it back and forth behind her as her warriors parted way. Her eyes flicked about side to side, trying her best to make sure that she was presenting herself in a proper fashion instead of looking as if anything was wrong. Though, she knew that most of her guards had begun to think that there was something wrong with the way she was ordering about her army, especially since she hadn't made so much of a suggestion of pushing on with the war. She had answered any questions with the excuse that she was marshaling for something big, but they couldn't guess the real answer. And for that she was grateful.

Every time she sat down she felt the gem inside of her, the press of it against her cervix and rubbing parts of her that she was letting out short hisses at times. It wasn't that it was uncomfortable, at least not wholly so, in fact there was something of delightful pleasure in the way it stroked her. Which was better than when the electricity struck through her and made sure that she was trapped and unable to think or move. It happened at the oddest times at the whims of Luvine. If she even so much as approached her guard away from him he would punish her, remind her that she was under his control and there was nothing she could do about it.

The sight of those amber-green eyes were enough to send chills down her spine, their sly look making sure she k new who was in charge. He was more charismatic and confident now, absolutely in charge of himself and the way he watched her made her remember how he had brought her low. There was no doubt in her mind that he was flaunting himself to make sure that she was aware of him. The court still treated him with amusement, as if he were some sort of toy doll, funny and not at all dangerous. They had no idea and she couldn't tell them that he was anything to be wary of.

She made her way to her tent to see the familiar form of the fox chatting with her guards outside of it. He was as amiable as ever, his graceful body relaxed as he seemed to not care one ounce that either of the dragons could have stepped on him. The moment she stared at him, there was a slight twinge inside of her, a flash of electricity that caused her inner walls to clamp down tightly. It was an intimate spark that caused her cervix to twitch downwards, the contractions rippled through her so that her breath caught in a rush. Her chest swelled a little and she twitched her tail down, trying to keep herself from showing what was happening, but the stone was nearly vibrating through her.

It was nothing like what he had done when they were alone, but it still made her breathing come out in a short heavy burst. She made herself walk forward without even a hitch to her step, her ears fell down against her head as she did her best to make sure that she was able to hide the flush that rushed over her as she approached her tent and the fox waiting for her. The eyes were flashing a little bit, the gems in them winking in the light suggestively so that she knew that he was up to no good. It made her feel a slight cold chill in her belly, but she knew that he controlled her, as long as that gem was inside of her he could make her fall to the ground helpless and writhing in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He could control her.

"Your Majesty." Luvine's voice was warm and sweet, insolent as he bowed to her when she passed near her tent. His ears were up and the guards gave sidelong looks of amusement.

"Ambassador, what can I do for you?" She asked, trying to keep her voice level and impersonal.

"Remember, we were going to discuss our mutual problem more, Highness." He drawled out the word, rolling it on his tongue like a sweet apple he was savoring. "I'm sure you recall that."

"Y-yes." She tried not to stammer, but the warrior queen's pride roiled in outrage at the way he gave a mocking bow.

Terrfia wanted to strike out against him, to force him to bow down to her and grovel like those she had taken as slaves. The impertinence of him was something that caused her to snarl inside of her thoughts and then she felt it. The spasms of electricity struck her so that her hips hunched oddly, something that she couldn't stop as her breathing picked up the pace a little bit faster. The muscles were flexing and twitching, the short movements made her pupils contract and she couldn't move, her haunches tensed up and held still while the fox's teeth flashed a little wider to show the sharp edges. It was filled with dark meaning and promise, the small damned fox that she could have crushed made her hide her movements as she was made to step forward as if nothing was wrong.

She knew it was wrong, she knew in her bones that her body was being twisted about in all the wrong ways and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. She was made to walk forward stiff legged as her guards watched without any concern. She could feel her body responding to the strike of electricity, the spasms that ran through her while her tail twitched in reaction to the electricity. She would crush him, destroy him, the moment she had an opening she would destroy him and his entire empire.

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Luvine watched the dragoness as the flap of the tent fell and she let out a hissing call under his control. The gem was the perfect vehicle to keep her under his paw and left him in control of everything. It took only a very little brush of magic to make sure that the sparks of electricity burst through the edges, running over the white hide so that her tail jerked up and tried to relieve herself from the pressure that was growing. The carefully contained lightning had never been used this way, the finesse that he used was meant to ensure that she was trapped beneath his hold and driven down to her stomach before he walked around her white form and saw her outraged eyes glaring at him.

"Such pride! Haven't you learned your place, O Warrior Queen?" He murmured and then tweaked the magic so that a raw spike of electricity shot right through her cervical opening.

She let out a ragged noise, the sound rose up higher in the air, the jaws opened as there was a slight shift forward that gave him a glimpse beneath her tail. Those pink folds were more reddened now than they had been before, glistening wetly with her own bodies attempt to ease the feel of the gem inside of her. He slid his finger lightly, tracing the outer edge so that she started to jerk in place. The hips were twitching under the assault, her body responding by trying to clench down around the toy inside of her. Her tail remained hiked up, putting the dragoness in a submissive position, presenting herself to him in a way she wouldn't have behaved even with another dragon, making sure that she experienced yet another blow to her pride.

He had watched her the last few days, trying to pretend everything was normal, but each evening she would return to bed and be locked in a pattern of pleasure and pain both. He wanted to make sure that there was absolutely no way for her to ignore the fact that she was helpless to escape it. Already she had abandoned her time with her harem, now Terrfia seemed to be trying her best to simply find a way to free herself from him. He had no intention of letting her go so easily, or so soon, she had spent years killing and enslaving foxes for her own amusement, he wanted her punishment to be equally suitable. And as lasting. Seeing her body aroused and flushed with need was absolutely perfect, even as she snarled out her protest under his touch.

He lingered lightly on the touch, rubbing over the outer edges, dipping downwards so that he could gather up the slippery heat on the tips of his fingers. The strands of wetness built up between his finger tips, spreading over the edges, clinging there in lurid evidence of her arousal. He grinned at her as she swung her head backwards to watch him, her eyes bright red with anger. It was an impotent rage that caused the nostrils to flare open wide and her tail to twitch before he struck her with another jolt of the gem. He made the walls react to him, playing her to keep her on edge.

"Are you going to cum, O Queen?" He murmured and she snapped her jaws angrily towards him. "Do you think you can stop it?"

"Release me and I'll free your people." Terrfia snarled out, the words more threat than peace offering.

"You will free them anyway, but freedom won't bring back the dead." He moved away from her towards the armor that was set up against one wall. "Though, I will be more merciful, you are missing your armor and I will allow you to continue to wear it. In fact, I will make sure you never take it off again."

Luvine smiled fiercely as he saw the way that she was shuddering in place, her toes were scrabbling on the ground as the queen was lost in being held on the edge of orgasm. Not that he had any intention of letting her have that orgasm. He was going to make sure that she was trembling with need before he began to make his next change, but for that he was going to need something personal of hers to begin to form the magic on so that it would stick. It would take careful work, something that would make sure that no one else would notice it, not until it was too late.

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Terrfia felt the hands that were sliding the armor over her body, the sudden pull and glide of it making her tense up with a puffing breath. She didn't dare fight back against him, not when that gem would make sure that she was left shuddering and trapped against the ground. But he was handling her armor in such a way that it caused her heart to beat faster and her entire body was tensing up. There was something in the way he brushed it back and forth, trailing his fingers in such a way that there was a shiver of light trailing over it. It made her shudder, her body throbbing with denied need as she whined low in her throat and then let out a bit of a hiss.

"Your armor is so delightfully personal to you, more than your staff, something that you cannot do without." Luvine murmured with a little purr to his voice. "Now, we're going to make sure that it works with your new role, O Queen."

"Role?" She hissed and then felt another shudder hit over her, tracing down her back until she was shuddering and digging her toes down against ground. "W-what role? You have me at your mercy, what more do you want?!"

"I will not always be here, but this is for your own good." He murmured and the fingers rubbed downwards with a rub that made the metal suddenly glow brightly.

She hissed out angrily, her body throbbing with a beat of heat that was surging through her belly, running through her at the oddest position that caused her to arch her belly upwards. Her tail was twitching wildly as the armor was caressed and there were glowing ruins forming on it, growing brighter by the moment. She didn't know what was being done to it, but it caused her to pant out with a shallow whine from low in her throat. There was a light pulse that rippled through her, tightening her in reaction to the spark of electricity.

She cried out, her voice higher pitched and shaking as she did so, unable to stop herself from experiencing the change in her position. Her eyes squeezed shut as she braced herself as much as she could. It distracted her from the fact he was sliding the armor right along her back, the familiar leather padding pressing against her glittering scales. It was as familiar feeling, but as it slid against her she felt her body flaring hot and heavy. Her body started to tremble in place, unable to stop herself from reacting at there was a sudden shudder that traced against her body. The spark was sharp and immediate, but not like the electricity that was hitting against her cervix.

It made her body spasm before the leather was pulled down tight against her, pressing and caressing, trailing over the edges so that she felt a shudder tracing her body. The fox was quite deft with the touch, something that made her jump a little bit as he began to buckle the leather of her armor onto her. Always before it had made her feel strong and powerful, invincible, but now the armor that was pressing against her caused her to hiss out in reaction. Her body felt a flare of heat in reaction, a sensual caress that began to cause her to shiver in place, her eyes squeezing tightly shut with a little squirm that made her whine out.

It wasn't the normal feeling of confidence that came with bearing the armor, she felt as if her body was being flushed with a warmth that coated her. It was clinging to her scales, trailing down along the edges of her shoulders while she tensed and then hissed out in waves. The pleasure came in waves, surging and teasing, making her body respond as he began to slide the bands of armor right along the line of her belly. The metal began to glow brightly against her as the response she had to the armor came in a wave that poured over her.

Her body was swelling in response, not growing larger, no, she felt her body began to grow softer and more tender by the moment. Her passage was growing enflamed as her vent grow tender and swollen, making her hiss and twist in place, the response making her let out a short yowling cry. Her body was growing more tender by the moment, sensations that sent sparks through her body, invading her inner walls so that she started to feel surges of warmth that were familiar, horribly familiar. The metal was coating her, caressing, melting against her as her inner walls gave another contraction around nothing and she let out a shocked sound.

Heat. Estrus. It was something she was all too familiar with and the queen shuddered beneath the sensations as she began to grow slicker, the arousal clinging to her. She balled her toes up slightly and she attempted to brace herself as best that she possibly could. The soft whine that burst out of her was rich with need and desire that she wasn't able to stop. She felt as if she were trapped in the surges of need, one after another making her body react in a wave that was far stronger than anything she had ever experienced before.

"A better use for your armor, I think, to make sure that you will fall further into your new role." Luvine murmured and there was another tremor that ran down against her stomach again. "Fitting your armor will be what helps lock you into this."

"Into what?" She snarled out and swung her head before there was a sharp spasm that hit her, running through her lower belly so that she let out a rasping cry.

The armor was disappearing entirely, the runes that had been glowing were bright against her hide, but it was making her body change. She could feel the pressure that was roiling through her lower belly, starting to make her feel small cramps that had her hissing out. She was twisting to try and face her tormentor, but his hand was gliding smoothly against the underside of her belly where the armor had been placed against her vulnerable stomach. The touch caused her to feel a delicate tremor that came as the talon tips played against her. It made her body react, unable to stop it, she lifted her tail up higher in the air with a guttural whine of desire.

She had gone into heat dozens of times in the past, but it was easily managed, she had been able to ignore it rather than respond like this. She felt like a beast, and the paw on her belly only made things worse as she began to pant shallowly and her jaws parted open. She could feel her stomach began to grow more tender and his touches actually sent shudders of pleasure rushing down the line of her back. She managed to let out a panting cry, the sound rasping free before the fingers pushed down and nearly brushed against her swollen puffy lips. The trail of the touch delicately ran to either side, gliding so that there was a dribble of arousal that began to run down along her inner thighs.

"You are going to summon one of the camp dragons, no soldier, no warrior, a camp dragon, wingless, from the lowest of castes." Luvine murmured, his voice holding the purr of command. "A drake. And he will satisfy the needs of your body."

"NO!" Terrifia snarled out and swung her head around to snarl at him, forgetting everything except her rage and horror at the very idea.

The camp had followers that tended the food, trash pits, even the waste trenches. They were wingless and smooth skinned rather than having anything like the armored plating of her warriors. They were tolerated, barely, they weren't even worthy of being called dragons. They had no place except to serve at the lowest levels of their society and the fox was suggesting that she summon one of them to actually breed her. She had never spoken with them, never asked for one, didn't even know one that she could summon. She was a queen! She was a warrior! A conqueror! She was

"AHHHH!!" She cried out as the gem that had been embedded in her sent a shock that made her entire body trash on the ground.

It was pain and pleasure, her newly engorged passage twitched wildly as she flung herself to the side and her wings flared open wide. There was no rattle of metal, the armor had become a part of her, encircling her with an estrus that took the breath from her lungs and left her shaking in place. The world was fading away, refusing to allow her to think, to do anything besides twist herself in place to experience another wave that struck her and she pushed her ass up into the air.

It was a position a feral beast might take, displaying herself as her lips twitched and quivered, the movements shivering as he ruthlessly used the magic to make sure that she was helpless. Her eyes rolled back and her jaws opened wide as the fox moved down in front of her, his hands gliding up to caress either side of her jaws. His fingers brushed this way and that, toying lightly as the shocks began to relax and she sagged down towards the ground. Her eyes rolled wildly this way and that, letting out with a short whine that hissed out of her.

"I was not asking, O Powerful Queen, you will summon a drake as I told you. Only then will your heat be relieved." Luvine commanded her, and she felt another twist of horror in her stomach.

The idea of one of those.. .those creatures touching her pristine royal body mortified her. And he intended her to carry that creatures offspring, not a clutch sired by the most powerful of her generals, not a royal line, but a creature so weak he couldn't even serve in the rank and file of her soldiers. And she could do nothing to stop it.

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Luvine watched the drake coming into the tent and he settled back with his feet cushioned casually on the queen's haunches. She had summoned one of the drakes, but he had dismissed him immediately, he had been a camp dragon, but one that was large and obviously a bit flashy. He hadn't been at all what she normally would enjoy, but still it was obvious she was trying to find a way around his command. Instead, he had made her summon another one, one that was far more appropriate.

Thistle was a dark green color, almost like moss, with skin that was smooth and only a small trailing of scales that were along the length of the shoulders. They weren't anything like armor, they were frail things in those terms and he was long and lean, the only muscle on his haunches from years of work and was towering a few hands larger than the queen. He wasn't even close to dominant, something that delighted the fox who saw the eyes darting towards him nervously and then going right back down towards the ground miserably. His eyes were nervous, not even looking at the queen, he was the lowest of the low.

It was rather pleasurable to see such a creature, he was small and slight, trembling and it made Luvine smile all the more to see those wide eyes. He was everything the queen would have shunned and cursed to get out of her way, which allowed him the pleasure of seeing her cast her eyes over the beast with absolute revulsion. He showed the hints of starvation on him plainly in the lean ribs. If he had been able to eat a great deal he would have been more impressive. He couldn't even lift his eyes towards either of them, he had no idea what he was doing here.

"Well now, you summoned him, O Marvel of Queens, surely you will not keep him in suspense of what he was brought here to do." He drawled out in a sly edge to his tone.

"I..." She jerked her eyes towards him and hissed out angrily, but even as she began to rebel, he bared his teeth in a feral smile, silently threatening her. "Yes, I summoned you for a reason."

"Majesty." Thistle gasped out with his head dropped down low to the ground, nostrils flaring wide so he was breathing in obvious terror. There was no doubt he assumed that he was about to be punished or even killed outright.

He felt a slight shiver of anticipation at the way her eyes were darkened with humiliation, but she knew that there was no way to actually refuse him. That delighted him still further as his tail waved back and forth behind him and a long tongue flicked out to lick his lips. He gestured with his head as she hesitated again and then heaved herself up onto all fours, stepping forward with his sides heaving and swaying ever so slightly. It was an awkward series of movements, hitching unhappily as she approached the unworthy mail and gave herself a short shake.

"You are here to serve me." Terrfia snapped out, the queen's anger causing Thistle to tense up miserably. "I wish a...body servant for the evening."

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Terrfia was choking on those words, harsh and ragged sounding as she felt her sides heaving up and down heavily. Every breath was a harsh one, trembling out and trying not to be sick as the weak thing that was staring at her with wide terrified eyes. The nostrils that were flaring wide and his shoulders were hunched far down against the ground. He was shifting himself about, swaying with the paws splayed open wide and he lowered his head back down.

"Well I don't think he believes you, Gracious Queen." Luvine commented with obvious delight. "And after all that trouble to find the very perfect male for the evening."

"M-me?" Thistle blurted out and jerked his eyes up higher in the air to nearly meet her own.

"Yes, you." She said between clenched teeth, but even as she spoke she felt a jolt that hit him deep, it spasmed her and caused her back to arch in the air.

She suddenly stumbled forward in response as she felt her walls tightening down, her breath caught in a short hiss, making herself walk forward step after trembling step. She hated what the fox was making her do. It wasn't at all the lovely toys she was used to or even the broad and raucous warriors, Thistle made her want to fight the impulse, but... there might be worse. She had no idea what depravities the fox would continue to heap on top of her. He had already hinted that he had no intention of leaving until he was sure she would leave the vulpine lands in peace. The idea of what that might mean sent a shudder through her body.

The fox let out an eager noise, trilling out with a surge of heat and warmth that caused her to tense up before her attention moved towards the lowly drake in front of her. He even stank of hard work and musk, not clean, and he was greedily staring at her as if he didn't believe what was being said. The fox shifted, the showy silver fur caught the light as he moved in front of her and gave a little toss of his head. He padded as if he were a servant and moved a hand right along her haunch, gliding smoothly as she did so with a light tease of the finger tips that sent a spasm rippling through her inner passage.

"Oh do let me help you, Highness, that you might be better able to concentrate on the pleasure of your drake." He murmured sweetly, making her twist her lips back in an enraged snarl at the very idea, but then he slipped a hand beneath her tail.

"M-majesty, do you mean.. I should.." Thistle asked in a high pitched voice. It wasn't the sweet cultured tones of the foxes she kept as slaves, nor was it confident, it was mewling.

"Yes, I desire you to serve me.. You will be mine tonight." She said and tried to make herself sound commanding, but it turned into a startled moan as fingers glided right beneath her tail.

The delicate caressing touch started to trail against the inside of her thighs and then pushed right back up again. The gentle movements were probing and sinking forward, beginning to tease along her glistening juices that were pushing through her. It sent spasms rippling down through her body and made her stomach muscles bunch up. She hated the fact that her tail was hiking up in reaction, but she also knew that if she didn't, he would make sure that she was presenting herself as she felt the fingers driving in deep into the passage.

The green drake took a step forward, his eyes wide with wonder and... lust. The sight was not one she wanted to see on the face of any of the camp drakes, if she had seen one of them look at her this way she would have had them dismissed. She folded her ears to her head and hissed out again as the fingers teased and she saw the male padding forward with a flick of her tail tip. There was a length of the dark black flesh swelling out from his vent, swollen and heavy looking as she glared at Thistle and the pathetic male crept closer to her with a rich purring voice. The sweetness was building in the air was making him react, that scent thick and heavy, causing him to grow larger and heavier by the moment.

The paw rubbed and pushed fingers deeper into the depths of the passage, making her walls tighten down in reaction, hot and slick with arousal that she couldn't stop. The warmth was sliding through her even as the drake padded closer with a flex of the heavy full cock that was blossoming larger and larger by the moment. She writhed and twisted, trying to push her haunches away as the male approached her with his cock twitching again, oozing out a spill of precum that was falling messily towards the ground. It was spreading in an ever extending puddle that caused her to feel a surge of raw humiliation, especially as the fox familiarly stroked her.

It left her shuddering, her breathing came out in a rush and the male actually arched his neck as if he were feeling as if he were a stud. The sight left her shuddering in place and her breath was coming out too fast, it was causing her to shift on her paws. She didn't want to think about the indignity, but just as she opened her mouth Thistle pushed his muzzle down and beneath her tail. The hot slimy tongue rolled out and licked her roughly, not the elegant trained tongues of her fox-slaves, it was clumsy and blindly lapped against her wetness as Luvine laughed and pulled his paw back.

"Oh eager, just what the Queen needs!" He laughed, and she seethed and burned in resentment even as the lowly creature stuffed his tongue into her body.

She wrinkled her nose back and started to reach back to strike Thistle, but when her paw lifted she was suddenly treated to the gem flaring to life. It licked out over her body, spasming her until she cried out and gaped her jaws wide as her cervix pulsed and twitched, her muscles contracted around the tongue. Pain and pleasure rolled together so she threw her head back and let out a muted roar, her rasping breathing came out too fast and her chest was tightening strangely. The gem rocked through her violently, making sure that she was left locked in place with her walls working over the clumsy rolling tongue.

The lowly drake was huffing and his too thin form was pushing forward further with an eager whine as there was a splatter of precum that hit right against the line of her hind paw. She twisted a little bit and tried to get away, but when she gave a stumble forward there was a sharp shock that struck him. His haunches tensed up and gave a sudden twist of her haunches. There was a slow slurp as the tongue pulled back, curling just enough to gulp down a taste of her juices. It was a horrible pantomime of desire for him and she wasn't able to stop it from happening as her body was pushed over the edges of desire by the magic clinging to her body.

"Don't keep your Queen waiting, she is so wet, she needs to be attended." Luvine coaxed as he watched and she snarled at him, not caring that it only made the agony roll through her again. "Tell him, O Magnificent Queen, tell him you need him inside of you."

"Yessss.." She got the words out between gritted teeth and felt the heat burning along her cheeks. "Inside me..."

"I.. m-majesty!" Thistle breathed out those words, as if he were hardly daring to believe this was happening.

Not that that stopped him from heaving upwards, sliding a paw against her haunches and caused her to snarl out sharply. He didn't let it push him backwards, instead, he heaved up higher and his paws slipped right up against her waist. They were filthy from working in the camp, and when Terrfia swung her head back she saw dark brown and black markings streaking her coat from his scrabbling. It was foul, not the clean dirt of a battle, but the foul mixture of the camp smearing right down the length of her belly.

Her snarl turned into a higher pitch as the slimy cock tip jutted up and pushed right against her gaping glistening mound. The stiffness was dribbling out thick droplets of precum, welling out from the tip and then dropping back down again so that she was left hissing out her anger. Her eyes were flashing, the anger was fixated on Luvine as the fox sat down and stretched out on her preferred couch. He looked at home, even as the Queen felt the cock tip pushing roughly against her and the male's breath puffed against her neck.

Thistle didn't seem to realize anything that was happening, or pick up that she was angry as the tip started to push forward with a lunge that spread her vulnerable folds open. The sleek velvet hold wrapped around him, working down the length of his cock as it was driving deeper, opening her up with a slimy splatter of precum that squirted out right into her passage. She could feel the heat of it oozing and spreading further into her depths as the length of his cock stuffed further into her.

Her walls were still twitching from the gem, horribly, she felt herself clamping down around him as he let out a little whimpering noise and hunched his back closer against her. The cock was pushing ever deeper, feeding his way into the depths of her passage before there was another hot squirt of precum that welled up from the tip and then drooled against the line of her cervix and the hidden gem. She writhed and hissed out, throwing her head up only to feel the weak male mouth against her neck as if he were trying to grip her in a mating hold. The shame was outrageous, hitting her in waves as he stuffed the last few inches inside of her.

Her walls were splayed open with a strain that swallowed all the way towards his base, her body jerked in place as she felt the base of him driving home with a grind. The tip was prodding, not even large enough to hit her cervix, it was still deep enough to risk impregnating her. She arched her body up in the air and then panted out as he pulled backwards a few inches, barely withdrawing before driving home again with a rock that slapped his hips against her own. The grubby paws were gripping her harder, clinging to her as she was forced to feel another contraction rippling through her passage. Her walls squeezed tightly as the length was pushed through her and began to saw its way in and out.

"Ahh just what you needed, My Queen." Luvine commented coldly before there was a pulse of the cock that jerked higher upwards.

There was another wave of heat that drooled further into her, her body spasmed in place, suddenly feeling another surge that was pouring down the line of her back. Her body reacted, she hated it, it made her body start to tense up with spasms that ran through her. Her breathing was coming out too fast, shrilling out with a ragged call when he gave another thrust that hit up hard against her haunches. The tightening walls were starting to build up as he worked his hip with a wild flash back and forth.

There was no trained desire to pleasure her, he was trembling and moving so rapidly that she could barely keep her thoughts straight. She felt the dip digging in as deep as he could possibly manage, spreading her, caressing her and causing her to gasp out sharply. Her jaws opened up side, her breathing was catching in the back of her throat as she gave another twist forward. Her movements were spasming slightly, feeling his vent grinding up against her own with each apex. It made her jaws open up wide, gaping and shuddering as she let out a low sound of frustration.

The grubby paws gave another dig down against her belly, the flex pressed against her at just the right angle to send a jolt through her. She felt the girth swelling as Thistle panted out heavily against her neck and mouthed her roughly, trying to give her a mating bite. He couldn't even manage that properly, but he didn't slip out of her passage, the hot swelling flesh gorged her royal body and began to feed her open wider and wider, making sure that she was struggling through every twitch and quiver.

Her eyes flashed open wide as she let out a noise from deep in her throat as the tip drove in, the base was swelling her open wide, making her walls tighten down once more. The contractions rippled through her again with the sharp wild series of thrusts that were coming too fast, too deep, the crescendo rushing over her as she dug her toes down against the ground. She tried not to dwell on the fact the grubby paws were marring her lovely smooth white form, she tried not to think about what it all meant, instead, she was left feeling another spasm hitting her so deep that she felt the jolt hitting her hard and deep.

The gem made her body react, even as the male on her back leaned forward and his hips rolled with a searching plunge. It sent a spasm rushing down the line of her back, too much, it was too much, she squeezed her eyes shut and did her best not to feel the way the hot full flesh began to pulse. The spasms were twitching upwards, sending out a hot heavy stream of cum, thick and creamy, it began to pour from the tip and flushed into her unprotected body. It wasn't the infertile seed of a fox, but another dragon, no matter how vulgar the beast.

"Ahh that's right, finally that itch is being scratched properly." Luvine murmured with a voice thick and husky sounding with lust. "Perhaps, O Marvelous Queen, what you have craved is eggs to sooth your mind away from war... Yes, perhaps indeed."