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Forced by the Dragon

Kaya huffed and panted, her hind paws beating the ground, though the vixen knew she was never getting away. There simply wasn't anywhere for her to go, not as her heart pounded and she heaved for breath, her lungs aching with every scrape of air she dared to draw into her lungs.

But she had to try, her muzzle pointed down where she needed to go, branches slapping her body, whipping at her muzzle. The fox huffed, eyes wide and wild, but the rain had washed away all familiar scents, so she didn't even know where she was.

Not that it would have saved her, out in the forest, darkness closing in, the wind howling. Rain pattered down, pretending at being light and dainty, though only for a moment before it blasted into a heaving downpour, soaking her fur and her clothes flat to her body. She'd only been wearing a skirt and a low-cut top before, suited for the party out in the woods she'd been attending, but that was but a distant memory.

The dragon was coming. He smashed through the branches and bellowed, a low, resounding roar shuddering through the forest. He knew where the fox was and there was nothing she could do about it, not as she fled with the beast on her tail.

"Unff... No... Please..."

Even then, Kaya begged, throwing out prayer after prayer to any god that may have happened to be listening, though no one was coming to save her.

"No..."

Rain lashed her fur, blinding her, streaming down her muzzle - and then the dragon was there, bellowing above her, his feet slamming into the ground, blocking her escape. He was not as large as many drakes she'd seen, in the past, from a distance, had been, but was more than formidable enough, bigger than the largest horse and snarling as his lips pulled back from his teeth.

She tried to scream, but nothing came from her mouth, her mind faint and distant, as if it was trying to protect her from the horror of what was about to happen. His massive head swung, knocking her off her feet, mud splattering up her as she rolled and crawled, her body, even then straining to get her away from danger.

And yet Kaya knew she wasn't going to get away, not as he loomed, the deathly shadow of his body covering her. That he shielded her from the rain did not help at all as she shuddered under him, her tail limp and loose, hunched down, striving to make herself seem as small as possible.

Her skin bunched up around her waist as she squirmed, trying to get on to all fours, but the dragon's tail scooped under her. Kaya squeaked breathlessly, hating the fear coursing through her, the pounding ache of desperation thrumming through every part of her body. Even though the fox could not call words to her lips, there was a dim part of her that wondered why the dragon wasn't ending it already, for he could surely have only had one reason for capturing her Kaya simply couldn't see any other alternative there, but she was not as interested in dragon behaviour as some.

For her, however, the drake only sought to sate his needs. Whether that in itself was better or worse than losing her life was entirely up for debate.

"Unff..."

She grunted, a puff of breath escaping her lips, as something hard pushed up against her, but it didn't feel like his tail, the stench of mud and the forest floor in her nostrils. Kaya whimpered breathlessly, not knowing what else to do, caught up in the moment, the drumming of her own heartbeat filling her ears.

If she focused on the rhythm, maybe she could make things easier for herself. But the vixen would never "get through it" as she wanted.

Not as the crimson beast's tail scooped her back up against his stomach, squeezing her in closer to his hind legs. She didn't know what was happening, not as first, not even as something big and hard, unyielding in its intent, pressed urgently between her legs, where they dangled.

But it was not for her to know, not even as a cock as thick as her arm ground against her pussy, her skirt flipped up and sodden, clinging to her body, not offering any protection at all. Kaya gasped and squealed, but it was too late to fight, especially as the four-legged dragon snarled and used his tail to grind her on to her massive spire. Her underwear should have, at the very least, provided some manner of obstruction for his cock, but it may as well have offered as much resistance as wet paper, his cock ripping straight through.

She howled, ears ringing, not even sure if the cry was leaving her lips or not. Yet Kaya would not have wanted to be found or even rescued, no, not in such a state.

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