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"They just left us," Raven firmly said, to no one in particular.

She wore a disappointed expression, staring off in the general direction in which Mahiri and Mira had gone. The cats still hadn't returned from that haunted house or whatever it was supposed to be. Now some of their other friends were starting to wander off, and Raven was just standing there, feeling awkward and frustrated. Azuriel noticed, of course. The dragoness stepped a little closer to lay a hand on the ravenfox hybrid's shoulder so she could give a gentle squeeze.

"Hey, don't be upset. They probably just got caught up in the fun or something," she softly said.

Raven wasn't about to abandon her glower anytime soon. "Well, I'm not having fun."

"Maybe we should change that. I'm sure there's something around here you'll like. Come on, grumpy," she lightly teased, urging the hybrid along.

Raven at first just stood stock still, stiffly resisting Azuriel's gentle push. Part of her was stubborn enough to insist on standing there until everyone came back and proved they hadn't forgotten about her. That just meant Azuriel had to push her a little harder. Eventually, she relented when the dragoness was playfully shoving at her. Any more and that big scaly was going to know her flat. She sighed and just started walking, not really caring which direction they went in.

"There we go. Come on! Maybe we should try to see what's going on in there?" Azuriel brightly said, pointing to a particularly tall tent.

There was an ample amount of crowd noise spilling out, but there didn't seem to be a line. Raven looked it over, her gait slowing. Azuriel noticed the hesitance and just slung an arm right over the ravenfox's shoulders without a word. That close contact was comfortable enough to make Raven keep moving, even if neither of them were particularly sure about what they were about to see. Whatever it was, it needed a lot of room - a lot of vertical room in particular.

There was no one to take tickets or check passes at the gate. Raven found herself pondering how easy it would have been to sneak into such a place, but from the looks of it, they didn't have to worry about revenue. The place was crowded. Once she was through the flaps of that tent, she could feel the walls around her rumbling with the presence of a truly troublesome amount of people. She couldn't see them yet. There was some kind of entrance tunnel, one that was so dimly lit that Raven wondered if they were in the wrong place.

Maybe they had stumbled into some backstage area they weren't supposed to be in. That would have explained the unsettled feeling she got as she walked through what felt almost like an underground passage, listening to the constant chatter of more people than she could even estimate. Some part of her started to flutter and squirm, and she couldn't help a glance back at the way they came, just to make sure it was still there. As if someone was watching her every move, it was that precise moment that the gate fell.

It crashed into place where they'd entered, sealing them inside behind sturdy-looking bars. She leapt back in surprise with a croaking cry. Azuriel caught her in mid air and set her down again. The dragoness herself was frowning at the blockage, concerned but not panicking. It was her calm that helped Raven deal with the turn of events, even if she did find herself mumbling to herself in dismay.

"Great, now we're ... are we trapped? We shouldn't have come here ..." she muttered out loud.

Before Azuriel could offer a soothing response, the doors behind them began to open. It had looked like nothing more than a wall, a distant dead end until then, but light poured into the dark passage as the crowd noise elevated. On the other side, Raven saw sand, and further past that, the high rise of some stands, filled with an assortment of bodies. She squinted at the light, trying to get a better look, to figure out where the hell they even were. It was starting to look like her suspicions were correct, and they were backstage, where performers were supposed to be instead. She certainly didn't relish the thought of stepping out in front of so many people, lost and confused, but there was no other way out.

The dragoness went first, almost completely shrouding the ravenfox with her sizable body as she went. The lights were almost blinding at first. Reflecting off the sand-covered floor, it was like they were trying to emulate a desert sun. The crowd got louder when the two of them came into sight. Raven stayed close behind Azuriel, hoping the dragon's wings would hide her from all those scrutinizing eyes. She wasn't dressed for a grand debut. Nor did she like standing in a place with no apparent way out. The same doors that allowed them entrance swiftly closed on their own when they were too far away to sprint back. Raven didn't bother to try.

It was like they were in some sort of ancient arena or coliseum, the way the stonework was set up. There was even believable age and wear on it. They were surrounded on all sides by a circle of cheering faces, all of them making more and more noise the longer the disoriented pair lingered there. Azuriel didn't say anything. Even she was out of her depth in such a situation. No one would have heard her anyway, over the raucous cacophony. There were so many people packed into that grand auditorium of a tent that it was hard to believe they were even real.

The constant rumble of their surroundings grew all the louder when another set of doors opened, moving up on their own on the opposite wall. For a place that looked ancient, it had some particularly smooth sliding door technology. Raven watched another tunnel as it was revealed to her, standing so close to Azuriel the whole time she was practically clinging to the dragoness. The tunnel was dark. It was bigger than theirs. There was plenty of room for something vast to emerge, and in time it did. Then so did another, even bigger than the first.

Two feral gryphons spread their wings in near unison as they emerged from their tunnels towards the trapped pair. One of them was sleek and dark, his corvid plumage shining, his panther half taut and toned. The smaller of the two was a stark red, with a dark mane and a pair of leathery, bat-like wings. The unusual hybrid traits he sported grew more apparent the closer he stalked, with his snakelike fangs, and even the sharp-looking stinger on the end of his tail. The imposing crowgryph, and the threatening mantigryph were a pair that would have made anyone nervous in their presence even if they weren't currently locked in an arena with them in front of hundreds, perhaps thousands of onlookers.

No one did anything to come to their assistance. Things were starting to become more clear. They wanted to see what would happen when two innocent women were trapped with two massive, dangerous beasts. They were getting closer. There was nowhere to run. The walls looked far too sheer to climb. At the very least, the pair of gryphons on approach proved themselves more than feral beasts then they stopped to speak to them. The red one even went so far as tuck a foreleg across his chest and bow.

"Welcome, ladies." His voice was warm and thickly accented. "I am Roma, this is Xavier. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance this fine evening."

"Of course, meeting you is only the start of the pleasure," Xavier noted, sitting himself down as he cast a piercing look towards the two captives. Such a posture gave an altogether distracting look at a particularly thick, soft-furred sheath sitting atop a pair of truly massive balls, so casually on display like that.

Roma shot the other bird a look. "Are you to just sit on your haunches the whole time?"

The black bird simply gave a nod, speaking calmly. "You go on, have your fun. I am still deciding which I want most."

"Lazy old bird. Very well! I shall certainly enjoy this."

Glancing back and forth between the two of them, the dragoness wasn't sure who was the most dangerous. One was larger, more muscular, the other seemingly venomous and aggressive. Or at least playful. Roma lowered his head as he leapt towards them, only to stop short and dart off to the side when they flinched. He circled them, his tail swaying, dashing about them while Azuriel turned to keep an eye on him, and to use her body to shield Raven from him. She raised her hands at first as if to simply guard herself, but the more they menaced her and Raven alike, the more upset she got.

"I don't know what's going on, but I'll have you know, if you try to hurt me or my friend, I won't hesitate to hurt you," Azuriel warned.

Even as she said it, she found herself feeling foolish. She probably could have come up with a more imposing threat than that, but she found even herself nervous in the presence of two half-feathered titans. Their beaks and talons were sharp, and she paid particular attention to the red one's stinger. Maybe it could have pierced her scales, maybe not, but she wasn't about to let it anywhere near Raven.

"But that is the point!" Roma excitedly exclaimed, bursting with feline energy as he bounded about, leaping, pouncing on nothing in particular. "We are here to fight! You are most fortunate. A duel with a gryph is like no other. And when it is done? Ah, well, I must say, I already know which of you I want."

Xavier might have seemed passive, but his bulk alone made him an ever present threat. His calm demeanour could very well have been an act. Azuriel growled at the gryph who threatened her, backing away slowly until she had Raven between one of the walls and her. The hybrid fox didn't say much. Maybe she was angry about being put in such a situation, maybe she even blamed the dragoness for it somewhat. Or maybe she was just terrified. Either way, it was enough to make Azuriel lash out with her claws, swinging them in the gryph's general direction while she bit at the air with her bared fangs.

Being against the wall like that just gave her less room to dodge when Roma finally attacked for real. The crowd chanted something she couldn't hear when he lunged. Rather than counter attack, she grabbed Raven and pulled her to the side, narrowing avoiding the slash of the mantigryph's sharp claws. She felt the faint brush of his fur past her scales as she avoided his deadly blow. The sound of claws on stone was piercing as Roma left a deep, gouging mark on the wall behind the spot where the two ladies had been standing moments ago. A glance back revealed something dripping from those deep scratches.

"Don't overdose them now," Xavier noted as he observed. "I want them still, not comatose."

"Oh you needn't worry,' Roma responded, drawing back. "The claws were never meant to land. I've already hit my mark. A tiny dose, to ensure they still feel all that is about to happen to them. Now to watch as it sets in."

Azuriel didn't know what to make of such a statement. She saw how outclassed she was. The gryphon was bigger, faster, stronger, and so clearly filled with some sort of deadly toxin that even a small wound would have been serious, perhaps fatal. She began to run with Raven at her side, not sure where they were going or how she was going to get out of that situation. The more she ran, the weaker her legs started to feel. It had only been a few seconds of desperate sprinting, but it felt more like a marathon. She began to quiver, to struggle, to slow down, and Roma was right on her tail, strolling casually across the sand to watch her fall.

"All it takes is the smallest scratch. I hardly even pierced the skin," he casually explained. "I doubt you felt it. I am most careful with my doses."

"Guh ..." was all Azuriel managed to groan out.

"Az ..." Raven said, trying to say the dragoness' name, but she didn't have the strength.

Leaning on Azuriel for support, the ravenfox shook just trying to stand. Eventually she fell to her knees, and when the dragoness tried to pick her back up, she found she couldn't. It was as if Raven suddenly weighed as much as a mountain. She too was weakening, though she managed to balance longer, her head spinning, her heart pounding so hard it felt as if it might escape. Somehow, it seemed, the venom was in her veins, and she could only guess at how bad it was going to be.

"Perhaps you ought to explain to them that they are not presently dying?" Xavier urged.

"Ah, of course." Roma slowed his talking approach and spoke more softly, even warmly. "There is no need for fear. No harm will come to you. My venom is quite safe, in small doses, though you may find it a touch intense."

That was certainly one word to describe it. What started as a tingly sensation in their chests soon spread all over their bodies. It weakened them just as much as it warmed them, even aroused them. Even Azuriel couldn't help a hot blush beneath her scales, and Ravens simply cooed and murmured, no longer able to control her tongue enough to form words. No truly ill effects came over them as that potent toxin ran its course. Their breath came steadily, if rapidly. Their bodies continued their vital processes, but they couldn't move, couldn't resist. Eventually, Raven simply hit the dirt, collapsing limply, to be shortly followed by Azuriel. The crowd cheered for their defeat.

"Another swift and decisive victory," Roma proudly said as he stepped over the collapsed bodies of his quarry. "Now. The biggest question of all looms. Which do you have eyes for, my ink-feathered friend? You have had plenty of time to decide."

It took a few seconds for the sensation to return to their bodies, and for their muscles to tighten back up. Rather than limp like ragdolls, they instead found themselves prone as if sleeping. Azuriel fought against the venom with the will of a dragoness, but it simply prevented her from moving even her fingers while she remained there, sprawled out in the sand. They couldn't do anything about their situation, couldn't even protest it. Nor could they stop the gryphons from coming close and examining them like they were little more than meat.

"I am mostly certain. But it is best to make sure," Xavier casually responded.

Raven fought with every last hint of her own willpower, but nothing could overcome the physical reality. She managed something of a scowl at Roma when that poisonous bird ran his claws down her sides, teasing her as much as he was examining her. The venom kept her from moving, but her limbs remained in whatever position he placed them, like she was nothing more than a mannequin. Nothing was numb, either. Every touch, every violating sensation was readily apparent to her, putting a blush in her cheeks and an inexplicable heat between her thighs. That just made her more upset.

Xavier was even more greedy with Azuriel. Not only did he run his talons across her body, but he revealed more and more of her when he hooked those claws into the straps and contours of her clothing, pulling it from her scales and ruining it in the process. That lovely dress didn't cover a lot in the first place, but she was all the more revealed after a little shredding. At least he was careful not to scratch her. Not that she would have likely felt it through her tough scales, but apparently those gryphons had talons sharp enough to get past even those.

There was plenty of noise from the crowd when her bare breasts spilled free of their covers. Xavier nudged at them with his beak, paying no mind to how much Azuriel was silently fuming under the control of that venom. Then he gave her a lick, drawing a dark tongue across her bare scales. She felt a sudden jolt of pleasure and lust to be handled that way, completely helpless all the while, but it didn't stop her from glaring at him with as much malice and anger as she could possibly project. The great big gryph remained decidedly unphased.

Roma too was entirely unkind to Raven's clothing. He pulled it off of her without so much as even trying to keep it intact. The tragic loss of her outfit was outweighed by Raven's fearful humiliation at letting so many people see her naked. It was clear that nobody was coming to her rescue. Being soundly overpowered and toyed with by the gryphons was the whole point of that attraction, and they'd come in numbers to see the next suckers who'd wandered in. A snakelike flick of Roma's yellow tongue near her face made her flinch internally, but she couldn't do anything but soak it all in when the mantigryph started to taste her.

He licked her up and down, working every so thoroughly across her every detail. Each tuft of fur, each curve, each crevice was something he tended to with his agile tongue. It could bend and curl in ways that consistently surprised Raven, and the strength behind each thorough slurp ensured it was like a particularly deep massage. She might have found it soothing in a strange sort of way if she wasn't so concerned, so internally panicked about what he was going to do to her. For the moment, he was simply licking her, and he didn't stop until almost every single last inch of her bare body was lightly coated in his saliva. She wondered if that was venomous too.

"Ahh. Exquisite. And how is the scaled one?" Roma raised his head up from the thoroughly slathered ravenfox once he was done.

"I like her," the crowgryph rumbled. "But do allow me to get a good look at your hybrid. She is a good colour, after all."

Raven tried to shake her head, but she could only dart her eyes from side to side. The result was decidedly silly, and did nothing to slow the black gryph's approach. He loomed massively over her, giving her a truly good look at how big he was. His head felt like it was the size of her whole body, and a glance around it gave her a good look at that hefty sheath, those swinging, shiny balls. It was enough to inspire fear when she saw him twitch with desire while he nudged his beak at her here and there, or ran his talons over her fur, then across her wings, gently taking in their textures.

When that wasn't enough to tell him for certain what he thought of her, he took to playing with her, posing her in various ways. First he pulled her arms straight up just to test if they would hold. A nudge of his beak under her bare breasts lifted them up briefly before he rolled her over. Putting her on his hands and knees left her feeling all the more exposed. Everyone could see her posing like a slut for the gryphon, and she couldn't do a thing about it. She couldn't even moan out loud when he rudely stuck his tongue right under her tail and took a long, firm slurp across the folds of her warm pussy, leaving her sopping with saliva - and her own juices.

"And I like her very much as well," he concluded, coming up with a slightly dripping beak.

"Yes, but you'd likely going to break her into splinters. I've seen how you mate." Roma moved close, adding to the attention, overwhelming Raven's senses with the scent of two increasingly aroused gryphs.

Xavier couldn't help but agree. "Indeed. The dragoness does look like she can take a pounding. Besides, I have always wanted a dragon for a pet."

Azuriel objected so strongly to such a designation that she shivered slightly where she lay neglected on the sand. Xavier returned to her swiftly, overtaking her in a black cloud of warm, pleasantly musked gryphon. He had a wild spice to him even in that crowded place, like he'd just walked out of the woods to get there. Azuriel could do little more than breathe him as he firmed up before her eyes, laying his filling sheath right atop her belly so that his emerging cock smeared its precum across her bust, and then her face in the process of getting turned on.

Roma too was getting more and more visibly aroused as he rubbed his body against the frozen ravenfox. He laid atop her, rubbing his chest and underside into her fur and feathers, coating her with his exotic scent while she lay flatly pinned on her belly. She was swimming in him, sniffing him with her every gasp, and she couldn't say she disliked that masculine, feral aroma. It only got thicker when he started rubbing his unsheathing cock on her back and butt alike, streaking some potent precum into her fur. The spines and barbs on his shaft caught briefly in her fluff, stroking and stimulating with his every possessive hump. It all served to make her wetter and wetter despite her inner protests.

Xavier rose up once his cock had fully firmed but for the knot, letting Azuriel get a good look at the violet colossus before her. It dripped down onto her scales, leaving her streaked and smeared with the richly scented mess. He was marking her, claiming her as his own with his scent, and she was only going to get all the more immersed in it. A heft of those fat gryph nuts as he stepped over her face, and down he came again, completely enveloping her in silky panther sack, smothering her with his balls as if to show just how helpless she really was.

As much as she wanted to bite him for such a humiliating treatment, she couldn't so much as move her lips. The dignified dragoness was just going to have to remain sprawled there, wings spread out in the sand while the gryphon so dominantly teabagged her. He went up and down, bouncing those massive balls over her snout, and pressed down to grind her face right between them both for the maximum possible dose of his rich, wild musk. She found her mouth watering the more he invaded her senses, and her sex was starting to clench up tight all on its own, pumping with the need for him, no matter how upset with him she might have been.

Roma made very certain to sample every single inch of Raven with his agile snake tongue while she remained in that undignified pose, perpetually presenting herself to him. He teased her all the more when he caught her tail between his beak and gave it a playful tug. She wanted to yelp and whimper submissively just as much as she wanted to snarl and curse him out with the worst words she could think of. And she could think of plenty. When he wrapped a foreleg around her to squeeze and play with her tits, she only wanted to moan.

He rubbed himself on her a little longer until she was thoroughly covered in his heady aroma. Only then did he turn himself around and raise her up. She could kneel successfully even with the venom still working through her. He posed her like a statue in tribute to his cock, lowering himself down before her so he could push it right up to her face. The tip slipped across her lips, giving her a first taste of his essence. It swiftly overtook her other senses, leaving her eyes watering and her pussy quivering with need, but such desires weren't about to be fulfilled just yet. Instead, he worked her mouth open with the careful application of a talon curled under her lips and started pushing that thick gryph dick into her mouth.

She wasn't exactly cooperative, but he could use the warmth and wetness just fine. The barbs that decorated his imposing dick proved more flexible than they initially appeared, tingling slightly but not bothering her even as he pushed in deeper and deeper. Eventually he dragged her down onto her belly again so he could shove straight down her throat. Somehow, he kept from choking or gagging her. Maybe suppressing her gag reflex was another trait of that toxin. She couldn't breathe much with her face shoved firmly into the fur of Roma's crotch, but she at least managed an impressive gulp of thick gryph dick.

"Ahh, I knew I picked the right one," the mantigryph remarked as he bottomed out, balls deep in Raven's helpless muzzle.

Despite the circumstances, she couldn't help but feel a little something for the compliment. That she could satisfy such a great big beast was no small feat, even if she was forced into doing it. How she was even accomplishing it, she didn't know. Nor did she know how much longer she could handle that much cock stuffed down her gullet. He started slow with her, at least. A gentle bob of his hips had that barbed shaft sliding back and forth over her tongue, bringing out more and more of her saliva until she was drooling on his balls while he gently facefucked his paralyzed plaything.

In keeping with the theme so far, Xavier was less gentle. He silently agreed that Roma had the right idea, but he knew a dragon's throat was plenty durable. Azuriel managed a brief shudder when he raised his nuts up from her face, breathing heavily to recover from that grinding, smooshing, smothering musk bath he gave her. She didn't get much time to find her bearings before he turned his tail away from her and pressed his cock between her lips. A forceful shove inside glossed along her teeth but didn't phase him, grinding along the roof of her mouth and shooting precum straight down into her belly on the very first thrust.

Of course he wasn't going to be content with just getting a few inches in the dragon's maw. He placed a scaled foot on her belly to ensure she remained right in place while he bulged her throat with the outline of his cock. A glurk and schlurk of sloppy sounds was her only response to the sloppy treatment. He pushed inside until he could kiss her lips with his half-swollen knot. From there it was a matter of using her for a sleeve, cawing dominantly while he clutched her tight, working up the pace until he was simply slamming straight down towards her gut. It was as close as he could get to going balls deep in her without doing harm.

Yet through it all, Azuriel remained entirely unhurt, if overwhelmed. She was getting that masculine gryph flavour mashed into her palate again and again while her belly began to fill with the excess precum shooting straight inside. It was hot and potent enough that she felt as if it would have been enough to impregnate her if so much as a drop spilled into her sex. The thought left her feeling all the hotter, all the wetter, aching inside but unable to do anything about her needs. She wanted so badly to reach over and rub her clit just to relieve some of the tension, but her arms remained uselessly at her sides while she got her throat reamed senseless.

Raven too was finding it harder and harder to rage and object to her treatment the longer Roma used her like that. Everyone was watching. They didn't have to know she was enjoying it more than she probably should have. Her pussy was dripping over her inner thighs while the mantigryph quickened his pace, though he didn't quite match Xavier's pounding. Still, he pushed hard enough to give Raven's chin a solid tap with those red-furred nuts, spurting harder and harder down her throat. Thankfully, the muscles she used to swallow all those excess juices still worked, leaving her loudly guzzling the slightly tingly fluids, massaging his dick in the process.

It wasn't much longer before she felt him twitching inside her. He gave a grunt, then something of a chirp. A hybrid like him had such curious sounds to make, but the rumbling that rose within him was purely feline as he got stiffer and stiffer between Raven's lips. He rutted her, stroked her throat with his barbs, let his balls flex and twitch against her lower lip, and his flavour only grew all the more potent as he got more worked up. Drool ran down from the ravenfox's muzzle as she got sloppily taken for his own, making him swell, making him grind hard on her tongue to bring out those distinct pumps of peaking pleasure. In the end it was a gryphon's roar that rang out through the arena when he couldn't hold back his delight any longer.

Raven was as ready as she could be while paralyzed with a gryphon cock down her throat. Roma came inside her without pulling back so much as an inch. Plenty of it splashed from her lips as he stuffed her belly to sloshing and sagging down to the sand. Thick, hot gryph jizz stained her inside, leaving her chugging it down in desperate gulps. It was simply too much for her to swallow. It welled up and erupted from her mouth, splashing Roma's underside, clogging her nose, soaking her fur. She wore a mask of it by the time he pulled out, and even then he wasn't done.

Cumming all over her face, then lifting her up to give a good splash to her tits ensured she was going to carry his scent for a good, long while. To stink of beastly lust wasn't exactly what she wanted to be her parting gift for the night, but she minded it less and less the longer she stewed in that steaming hot musk. Her tongue was flopped from her mouth and she couldn't get it back in, leaving her looking all the more undignified as a drenched, shaken mess of a ravenfox. Roma didn't even let her leave that kneeling pose just yet, admiring the statue-like hybrid before him, all painted in his seed.

"Can you top that, Xav?" he casually asked.

"You know well I can," was the black gryph's matter-of-fact response. "The question is, can this one take it all?"

He spoke so casually even as he rutted Azuriel into total devastation. His voice betrayed only the slightest quaver of pleasure. There was a purr in his chest as well as a crow croak. They both blended together into one warm, pleased sound the harder he fucked that dragoness. Azuriel got her nose pressed deep into the gryphon's balls again and again as he swung them with his every thrust, his every plap. She was drowning in his silky scent in the finest of ways. As for how much more she could possibly take, it still wasn't clear. She was just going to have to keep serving him until she passed out.

That might have been coming sooner than she expected. She found herself growing faint, her head spinning, her chest tight as the gryphon slam-fucked her throat until he finished inside of her. That rising sound burst forth from his open beak as he buried himself deep inside her, pressing his knot tightly to her lips as if he meant for her to swallow it. He stopped short of that, content to leave the rest of his enormous dick stuffed inside the dragon while it flexed and bulged with the pressure of his pending cumshot. Then he erupted in her.

Raven heard the squelch of all that excess gryph cum getting pumped inside the dragoness. Even the crowd probably hurt it. Azuriel quickly swelled out with the engorging load of cream stretching her middle. She swallowed as much as she possibly could, but that wasn't going to last long. Soon she was a geyser, a fountain of hot gryph jizz when it overfilled her and exploded from her lips. Xavier held himself inside her for just a little longer as he unloaded, balls flexing up tight to his body in the process, but he was merciful enough to pull out before Azuriel completely drowned.

After that, it was a process of painting all those pretty blue scales entirely white. He made her vanish under the torrent of his cum, smothering her in a blanket of pheromone-packed spunk that coated her entire body. She was a puddle of a dragoness by the time that thick purple dick stopped thumping and shooting. Panting her way to the surface was a feat when she couldn't so much as lick her lips. She could feel it coating her, saturating her with his breeder scent, sinking deep into her so that she was as good as claimed after providing that one-sided blowjob.

Roma had a look over Xavier's sloppy handiwork and simply gave a chuckle.

"Excessive as always, my friend. Is there still a dragoness under there or has she simply been assimilated?"

Xavier leaned down to rub a hind foot against Azuriel's muzzle, smothering her under the pads a moment as he wiped her features relatively clean of cum.

"There she is. Looking more lustful than ever, I must say," he teased. "I do think they're ready."

"I would not mind getting to warm her up for you," Roma noted, rising up again. "I will of course share my toy in turn, as long as you promise not to break her before I get to have my fun."

"I can make no more promise than to try," the black bird said as he approached Raven.

She felt her heart fluttering just to see him getting closer. Roma treated her well given the circumstances, but the sleek black gryph sporting that massive violet member looked as if he could destroy her. Yet as she glanced back at him from her awkward position, she felt that arousal growing all the hotter, from a constant desire into a needy ache. She couldn't go with a gryph cock inside her, no matter how much it might have stretched her, no matter how much it might have bred her. She couldn't feel herself going into heat just yet, but a good rut from a feral gryph was just the sort of thing to make her breedable even out of season.

"Hello, sweet vixen" he told her as he leaned his beak close to her cum-coated face. "You are a wonderful hybrid. All the lovely features of both sides, and here you are, ready to be pinned and fucked by a gryphon in need."

He spoke such a word with such impact that she felt a jolt up her spine. That same feeling returned when he shoved her down hard with one of his front feet and mounted her from behind. She felt his cock glossing down her back, still stiff despite all he'd unloaded inside Azuriel. He was hard for her and he was going to have her, no matter how much bigger he was. When he pressed his tip against her needy folds, she wanted to scream as much as sigh with relief. Her body hurt_with how badly she needed him inside of her, how badly she needed to get rutted and _taken by a four-legged beast.

Xavier was more careful with her than he was with Azuriel. Which was to say, he was careful at all. He still pushed forth at a steady, demanding pace, penetrating the ravenfox while she silently screamed her pleasure inside her mind. His cock was big enough to stretch her well past what she might have formally thought was her limit. She was capable of so much more, and he was showing her that, driving her into quivering, contracting near-climax just from sinking inside of her. That hefty knot grew fatter the deeper he got, until he surprised her with a smack of it to her pussy lips. He did promise to at least try not to break her though, so that hefty bulb remained nestled against her swollen folds, pulsing with the tension running through his great big mast of gryphon cock.

Roma proved himself unafraid of getting his feathers wet when he laid himself over the splattered dragoness. That meant getting some of the other gryph's scent on him, but he hardly minded when it meant he got to rub and admire such a graceful beauty. He purred to her in his unique gryphon way, lashing his sharp tail back and forth, smothering her in his heft. Only after getting close and intimate with her did he push his cock between her scaled thighs, spreading her out, slowly penetrating her so she could feel each one of those stimulating barbs slipping inside her one by one.

She would have roared if only she had the ability to use her voice. Instead, she was going to have to settle for vaguely shuddering beneath him while he fucked his way inside her, pulling back an inch, then thrusting in two. He continued that way until he was fully buried within her, and remained like that for a time. Azuriel had some minimal control over those muscles at least, if nothing else. She squeezed down on him just to show him precisely how ready she was for him, even if that meant overstimulating herself with the pressure she put on his barbs.

"Ahhh, yes. I can feel the strength in those inner muscles. She shall milk you nicely," Roma said after getting a good sample of the dragon's pussy. "And how does your half-kin hold up?"

"Wonderfully," Xavier rumbled. "She is soft and delicate in all the right ways. I must stop now or I'm going to get carried away."

"You are too kind," Roma joked, slowly rising to her feet with his cock still inside the dragoness. "I believe the dragoness is more than ready to be your hen. I can hardly wait to plant my seed in that feathered fox."

Despite giving her a good, deep fucking, it was when Roma pulled out that he made Azuriel cum. The stimulating spines of his feline-like cock were all the more intense on the way out. She convulsed some like she was having some sort of fit, but that was the extent of her movement. Neither orgasm nor dragon blood could break her free of that paralytic prison. She squirted for the gryphon while he slipped his shaft from within her sex, leaving her soaking her scales in the juices she so fiercely gushed for him without him even trying to make her peak like that.

Xavier certainly wasn't going to let Roma up him like that without a rebuttal. Pressing his knot down firmly against the entrance of Raven's tight tunnel, he put some pressure on her clit, stretched her out more and more, but he didn't actually try to get it inside. It was simply the teetering closeness of it tying with her, of that great big swollen bulge throbbing against her outer lips while his cock pulsed within her that sent her over the edge. She shrieked inside but she couldn't make a noise. The flood of her cumming herself silly was going to have to be compliment enough to the gryph's talents.

She was still squirting for him by the time he pulled out of her, leaving her with a slightly gaped pussy that flexed around nothing, aching for more. Cumming like that did nothing to leave her or Azuriel feeling any less aroused. It only sent them deeper down a path into an intense shared heat. They slipped past merely feeling horny and more into deep, instinctual need that left them entirely vulnerable to breeding. Not that the gryphons needed the help, potent as they were. They swapped back to their chosen mates and loomed above, but that was all the teasing they were going to give. Both of them knew not to keep a lady waiting when she wanted it so bad.

Azuriel was in the kind of state that would have had her bellowing out some vicious snarls if she only had her voice. Raven would have been more likely to whimper and cry out for more. She was in a state so desperate it almost inspired fear in her. What would happen if he didn't fuck her? She felt as if she could die for the agony of need that came with being so close to that warm, seductive gryphon. More than anything she was grateful when he mounted up on her, even if it meant pulling her rump up high and pushing her head into the sand below with a front foot. The nibbles of his beak on the back of her neck just made her feel all the more like a gryphon's mate.

"I can hardly wait to see what I make with you. A hybrid and a hybrid, mixing together, making something new inside that womb ..." he rumbled, trailing off with a heavy purr of sorts.

Meanwhile, Xavier simply snatched Azuriel by the legs, just below the knee, and bent her into a shape he liked. She found herself with her thighs spread, her feet pointed towards the distant tent ceiling, completely vulnerable and exposed to the horny breeder bird standing over her, shrouding her with his dark body. He spoke deeply, sounding so much less laid back than he had up until then.

"As for you, I have no intention of making hybrids," he thundered as he ran his talons along her belly. "You're going to carry my gryphons, because that's what I want."

That was what he left her with as he got on top of her. He was too bulky to fit between her thighs fully, so he just pressed those legs down beneath him, folding her in half, her ankles near her head as he mounted. Roma had warmed her nicely, but his fat cock was exactly what she needed. It delved deep inside her with a smooth, petal-spread thrust to penetrate her all at once, sinking halfway inside in one motion. From there it was just a matter of pressing deeper and deeper until that thick bulb at the bottom of his shaft was nestled against her folds. He rested it there for a few moments, putting on the pressure, letting her know he absolutely was going to get it inside of her.

Roma treated Raven more gently than Xavier had. It was a welcome relief after that rough gryph rutting she got. He mounted her smoothly, penetrated her slowly, let her feel every detail of his barbed shaft slipping inside of her heated sex. Her lower lip quivered on its own as he sank inside her, as if she was going to weep from how good it felt. Maybe that was a slight exaggeration, but in the moment, he was everything he needed. His scent, his touch, his warm breath on the back of her neck while he started to slowly, expertly fuck her pussy just the way she needed it, it all made her obsess over him a little more with every tingly thrust.

The slow schlick of Roma's cock slipping back and forth within Raven's depths went along with his pleasured rumbles. They built to more of a growl as he picked up his pack little by little, moving so smoothly she almost didn't notice until he was outright plapping his great big nuts against her thighs and backside while he fucked her like a lady gryph. The sounds poured through her, resonating to her very bones while the hybrid gryphon mated with her soaking wet cunt, but no matter how slick and sloppy things got, the other pairing was even louder.

The thud and plap of the big-balled black gryph driving into the dragoness rang out through the arena. In the stands, the crowd was oddly silent, not out of boredom, but out of fascination. They were utterly enthralled to see the potent gryphons doing what they did best. Xavier slammed his knot against the entrance to Azuriel's clamping tunnel, driving her closer and closer to the edge with every lunging thrust. His nuts went along with every plunge of his hips, slapping into her ass and the base of her outstretched tail, bashing those scales tender with the constant sweaty slap of shiny panther sack spanking against her glistening scales.

Even with her face down in the dirt like that, Raven found herself thinking of little else but how handsome Roma was. He was so good to her. He knew everything that he wanted. If only she could speak she might have told him precisely how good he was at everything he did, but she could only shake and jiggle with the impact of his every thrust. He moved faster and faster, working her into a mind-numbing haze of absolute pleasure the faster he fucked her. Yet even in his dominant, beastly haste, he still made sure to take care, to mate with her as precisely as possible, using those barbs to touch her in all the right places. She wasn't going to be able to keep her thoughts together much longer.

Azuriel was a tall, powerful dragoness, but that was starting to matter less and less the longer she remained beneath the breeder bird fucking her a little more senseless with each thrust. She stared up at him with eyes increasingly devoid of higher thought. He'd fucked that out of her just like he'd rutted away her inner resistance, her anger, her resent. There was hardly anything resembling shame anymore either. She didn't blush to know how many people were watching her. Instead, she welcomed the witnesses. She wanted them all to see just how good she was at taking that thick gryph dick. Nobody was going to be a better hen than her.

Roma had to know what she was doing to him. Raven faintly clung to herself a little longer, but she knew she was slipping. The longer he mated with her, the more he smothered her in his body and his hot gryph musk, the closer he came to knocking her up with his seed, the less she could even remember how she got there. It didn't matter. She didn't matter. She was his, she wanted to be his, she wanted everything he ever wanted and she wanted him to do everything to her. Getting her pregnant was only the start of her rising devotion to him.

There was still some fight in Azuriel, but it was less about her resisting him or trying to break free of that intoxicating venom and more about challenging him to push her all the way. Could a gryphon truly break a dragoness? She wanted to see. He proved himself every bit the stud she needed with every lunging thrust. She was caught in a feral mating press, buried beneath his sleek, muscular bulk, getting slammed hard by the knot that stretched her out ever so slightly more with every single driving thrust. He was making such a mess of her there was precum jetting out of her pussy every time he buried himself inside her, leaving her with a heated sample of all she was going to get once he finally dumped his heavy nuts in her womb.

The crowd noise returned chant by chant as the moment approached. The gryphons had found their pace, different yet complementary. Xavier thumped Azuriel twice for every long, massaging thrust Roma gave Raven. They were in unison, or perhaps playful competition while they pushed their new mates closer and closer to the edge. The slap of gryphon nuts to soft ravenfox fur or glistening dragoness scales rose up to a chorus, and together with the succulent sloppy sounds of sex-slick cocks plunging in and out of blazing, heated cunts, they approached the climax the four of them all deserved for putting on such a show.

Azuriel struggled her very hardest to move in those finishing seconds while the climax built inside her once more. It wasn't to get away from him. Every part of her wanted to be closer to the gryphon plapping his great big nuts against her ass with such bestial ferocity. The only reason she longed to have control of her body and her voice again was to squirm and writhe for him, to scream for him, to moan his wonderful name. A gorgeous breeding beast like him deserved to know precisely how much she longed to be the gryphon's knocked up slut.

Every thud of that thick, violet knot against the scaled folds of her tender pussy brought another inner wail from her. She couldn't do anything more than breathe a little more heavily, a little more sharply for him. It was going to have to be her tribute. He stretched her a little more with every lunging thud of his muscular haunches. The swinging smack of his balls to her scales was enough to leave even her thick hide feeling numb, but she would have begged him not to slow down if she could speak.

She wasn't concerned about Raven anymore. The hybrid was getting treated just right by the elegant hybrid laying on top of her. Azuriel could barely see the ravenfox, shrouded by the colourful mantigryph as she was. Whereas Xavier was busy battering Azuriel silly with that huge knot pounding against her folds, Roma was balls deep inside of Raven, making the most of those ultra-stimulating barbs with those bounding, slurping thrusts. The ravenfox was silent, but the soaking wet embrace of his tingly cock was praise enough for his mating skills.

"I'll make no claims to be able to out-volume you," Roma began, offering a smirk to the black gryphon while they rutted their new pets to the very peak of ecstasy. "But shall we see who can make our chosen mates cum the hardest?"

The way he bobbed up and down, stroking Raven inside with those firm yet flexible barbs, stimulating her in all the right places had all her inner muscles working at once to clench and contract her way towards an orgasm she wasn't even sure she was going to be able to handle. She'd already squirted for him, but she felt herself ready to gush, to erupt with every drop of pleasure she could possibly experience.

"I'll accept that challenge," Xavier casually said. His voice betrayed only the slightest quaver as he rammed against Azuriel's pussy again and again, finding just enough purchase to stretch her slightly more with each thrust.

Where Roma was an expert in pressing all the right places, like he was playing a delicate musical instrument with his mate, Xavier was all percussion. It was precisely what Azuriel needed. Her eyes were rolling back, vision blurring until the handsome gryph was little more than a black smudge atop her. She was drooling, with long rivulets of dragon saliva running down flopped out tongue. Her eyes were watering. It was hardly a dignified expression that he made her wear, but she couldn't do a thing to correct it.

One thrust hit her exactly in the right spot, and that was all it took to set her off. She loosened just enough for that knot to firmly wedge inside of her, and then she set to gripping on it so hard that even Xavier was going to have a hard time thrusting any more. Not while that powerful dragoness was pumping and squeezing on his entire cock at once, squirting hard against his underside and his hefty breeder balls alike. She wanted to give a draconic roar, but the juices she splattered all over his silky fur was going to have to make up for her silence.

A deep, dominant caw followed by a more feline growl his powerful throat came before Xavier gave her what she so desperately craved. His balls flexed taut in anticipation of pumping her full. Azuriel could feel them nestled against her thighs and ass like as the great big black beast finally bottomed out inside her. Azuriel knew beyond the very slightest doubt that she was getting impregnated the moment that thick gryph seed hit her womb. The warmth, the instinctual satisfaction that flowed through her, washing over her like a wave of relief, told her everything she needed to know.

After that it was a matter of cresting through the lingering climax, taking rope after rope of hot gryphon cum. She felt herself bloating, growing with the sheer volume those sleek panther nuts were capable of putting out. He filled her with the loud, lewd squelches of all that spunk stuffing her full, held inside by the great thick knot plugged inside her. He didn't waste a drop, breeding her full, no matter how much he ended up swelling her. She ached in the best of ways, getting jizzed in by the ink-feathered beast, rut-fucked senseless in front of all those admirers. All the audience saw precisely how hard that gryph made her cum, despite her initial ferocity towards him. She felt herself being claimed a little more with each shot of womb-coating cum.

Roma didn't go for the blazing crescendo, instead teasing and edging Raven until she felt as if she might simply go mad. Her thoughts were every bit as paralyzed as her body. She was his pleasure slave, a vessel for soaking in all the good feelings he inflicted upon her. Her body was shuddering inside, even if the rest of her remained largely motionless. He licked across her cheek for one more taste before burying himself balls deep, pressing in all the way so she could feel his heavy sack flexing up against her. His cock grew warmer and somehow stiffer, bulging with the pressure of the cumshot he had primed for her.

Raven knew well how much his seed tingled after swallowing so much of it already, but it was all the more shocking when he shot it straight into her womb. She felt it splattering within, stimulating her to the point she could barely contain her inner scream any longer. It was locked inside her, stuck in her helpless body while the venomous gryph used her for a sleeve, for a condom to dumb his load, again and again, over and over. He slipped his shaft back and forth within her while he filled, enduring she simply had no choice but to soak him in the juices of her forced climax. She wasn't sure if she was cumming or simply having some sort of meltdown while the ecstasy rumbled through her body.

Some voices cheered or applauded as if it was all one big game and the gryphons had scored the winning goal. Others were much more quiet, soaking in the sheer indulgence of it all. The extended moment slowly faded from Raven's veins, leaving her plunging back down into contentment, into satisfaction, and exhaustion despite hardly moving much at all. It took effort to cum that hard for her venomous master. He held himself inside her until the very last of his cumshot had drained within her, and then he simply gave her another of those fork-tongued licks right across her face like his version of a kiss.

Twitches ran through her body as some of the control came back, but it was of no use. Even as that paralyzing toxin began to wear off, Raven still couldn't move. She was far too drained, far too devastated by the finish to even function. Instead, she used what limited motion she had in her lips to try to form words.

"Nnnnh, ohh, rrrrr ..." she murmured, attempting to moan his name, but falling short.

"Shh. I know," he teased her back, running his claws carefully down her arm, keeping from pricking her.

Azuriel was in no such state as to even attempt to speak.. She puffed and heaved, gasping for breath. Her eyes were out of focus, her jaw was agape, and she didn't even care how much she was drooling. Breathing steam and softly sloshing as she lay sprawled beneath the great big bird, she had the appearance of completely broken. If there were still thoughts left in her blue-scaled head, she didn't manifest them in the slightest. Xavier nudged his beak at her a few times as if to see if she was even still alive.

"That's what I like to see," he teased, though it was unclear if she even understood him. "I've always wanted a dragoness pet. Especially one swollen with my young gryphs.

"I believe this show is over. For the moment, of course. I am hardly done with you, fine ravenvixen," Roma purred as he ever so slowly pulled his cock from those flooded depths.

That was when Raven finally found her voice for real. Though it wasn't to communicate, but instead to outright screech as those barbs dragged back along her tender insides, stimulating her to a shivering, squirming state by the time he popped out at last. A splash of cum soaked the both of them, pooling to the dirt floor around them. The lovely squelch was enough to make her quiver while he shot just one or two more streaks of cream across her belly and breasts alike, reaching all the way to her gaping jaws. That was the extent of her contribution though, aside from some faint, senseless murmuring. It was ever so easy to pick her up and carry her off, though of course he had to be careful if she was going to recover in reasonable time.

Gingerly scooping her up in his talons, the mantigryphon lifted her up until he could place her like a rider on his back, nestled between his wings. There were plenty of spines and spikes to be cautious of while she was there, but he made sure not to dose her up with any more venom that she already had in her system. Limply splayed out on his ample fluff, her limbs dangled down his sides as he slowly walked her away out of view, balancing her all the while. Eventually she was going to be able to walk on her own again, though he didn't entirely rule out having another round with her silken pussy before then, perhaps just to make absolutely certain she was filled up with what were sure to be some spectacularly complex hybrids.

Xavier offered no such delicate treatment. That dragoness was still very much stuck on his knot, sealed tight around that massive bulb. He wasn't softening anytime soon. Not when he was snugly wrapped in the warm, flexing flesh of the well-fucked dragoness. Instead, he simply turned himself over, cock still pointed down, and pulled her behind his panther half, dragged through the dirt as he moved to the back. The audience watched her go, legs all spread out, scales glistening with cum, belly wobbling, eyes vacant. To see such a thoroughly defeated dragoness who loved every second of her own domination was a rare sight indeed.

When they reached a more private space, one padded not with hay but with proper cushions and luxuries better befitting of a pair of princes than the stable beasts they initially appeared to be, it was time to tend to them. Roma was always there with his licks, grooming and admiring every single inch of the shaken ravenfox. He made her feel like the most desirable creature in the world while he ran his tongue along her body. She weakly reached up to run her fingers through his dark mane. He was ever so soft.

Xavier turned back to face the dragoness, teasing her with some strokes of his claws down her soaked scales, along with some squeezes of her ample bust. He had a powerful panther purr when he was content, though his cock wasn't getting any softer. Now and then it gave a particularly prominent flex, and spurted another hot streak of gryph cum inside of Azuriel. That eventually was enough to make her yelp, yipping out more like a dog - or perhaps daresay a kobold - while the gryph playfully taunted and admired her alike. He couldn't help a soft, warm chuckle.

"We're going to have so much fun with you. And take the utmost of care too, of course," he assured.

"Of course. I value my pets greatly." Roma offered a smile that was surprisingly warm for a creature who'd attacked and fucked her in front of a roaring audience.

Pets. Breeders. Slaves, even. However Raven wanted to think about it, she knew she and Azuriel weren't going to be finding their way back to their friends anytime soon. Such things seemed much less important when they'd found a new purpose. They had been adopted into the stables of the breeder gryphs, they were hens for those potent, virile birds. In time, their bellies were going to swell and their tits were going to start to leak while they grew soft and gravid with the offspring of those two handsome males whose scent was clinging to thickly to their bodies. Such a fate might have been the end to their old lives, but their new ones promised to be so much more pleasurable than the last.