As of yet unnamed story. Part 1
Note: This is still in the works and needs a little improvement in areas, I'm constantly working on editing and fixing things I find wrong, so be gentle as this is my first story I'm willing to upload
For Diablo.
Changing robes, the lithe green Sergal situated the hood of the soft fabric around his metal collar, making sure every feather was not out of place, he had to look presentable to be sold today, or he would be trapped under the paws of the slavemaster. Which, he didn't mind being underfoot, he enjoyed being trodden on and abused, it just didn't register in his mind how he enjoyed these things. The increased wet feeling in his groin just thinking about it made him a little giddy and he smiled at this thought, finishing up his robe adjustment and stepped out onto the platform with the other males and females.
One of the males, a large blue dragon was sold for 15,000 gold pieces and was smiling as he stepped off the stage. After half an hour of watching his friends disappear, it was his turn and he stepped up to be sold. "This fine specimen comes from the eastern borders, he is well built and has a good all around appearance about him. He is strong willed and happy to be of service to a good home" He smiled and smacked his gavel against the desk "starting bid at 3000 Gold Pieces" Nobody piped up, nobody stepped up to claim him, and he was just about to step off stage when a green scaled raptor padded up, the purple feathers bristling up on his head as he spoke. "I will take him for 5000 Gold, take it or leave it" and that was that, he was sold to this raptor male. Least, that's what he thought the green scaled creature was, he couldn't tell due to the mass amounts of feet and bodies blocking in the lizard from all sides.
The clawed forepaw of the scaled creature took the leather leash attached around his neck and led him away from the stage, the large sickle claw on his left and right toes clearly marking him as a raptorian species. After he led him out of the city and into a park on the outskirts of the town, the raptor turned with a deft movement of his tail, staring with cold blue eyes as he spoke. "Onto the ground, flat on your back, do not move" his lips curling back into a wicked smile as he lay down upon his back quietly. The large raptor situating his left hindfoot upon the green furred neck and his sickletoe flexing to cut off the air flow as he reached into a pouch dangling from his neck. Producing a little jar and holding it over the sergals muzzle "open" he commanded, at which the sergal opened up with a little choking gurgle as the liquid was poured down into his gullet. It tasted like licorice and a sour plant, but he didn't complain for fear of having his throat slit. His vision suddenly began to deteriorate and he squeaked in alarm, scratching one clawed hand against the scaled ankle that held him down so tightly. When he felt another alarming sensation, all the wind being forced from his lungs as the raptor pressed down upon his chest with his other foot, steadily putting pressure on his ribcage. Slight creaking of the bones as his breath became slower and his vision faded completely, bringing him to a state of unconsciousness.
A strange sensation woke him from his quiet sleep like state, it was cold and wet, when he opened his eyes there was a raptor standing over him with a bucket and when he felt around, his feathers and fluff+ were wet with cold water. He wasn't in the park anymore, he was in a chamber underground, and he was stark naked, covering himself with his paws he looked around a little more and noticed a large ornate chair seated upon which was a blue hued raptor, his amber eyes were piercing. Delving into his very soul as the raptor spoke. "It would seem that Theron chose an interesting species, what are you some kind of canine bird mix?" speechless, he tried desperately to form words to respond, but only gaped his tooth filled maw slowly, no sound emanating from his throat. The blue muzzle wrinkled with a little frustration as he screeched at him "SPEAK!"
Snorting, he finally was able to voice words from his mouth "I am a Sergal, I am not sure, but I am unique, Sir" as he fidgeted slightly, keeping his paws over his crotch, and the next question was tough, because the azure raptor had obviously come across his special gender alignment before. "And you have no sheathe, you male or are you female?" He smirked, tapping his clawed toes along the floor idly and staring without another word. "I am a male intersex, Sir. I have a male body but have a female sex organs" looking down in embarrassment, having stated his gender predicament to a total stranger.
The Azure dinosaur still glared, but held out a forepaw with a menacing smile; and with one clawed digit extended, beckoned him over to his chair. "Sit right here cuntboy" he casually stated while rubbing something from a clay pot over his black pads, covering them in what looked like oil as the sergal inched closer. Kneeling in front of the ornate wooden chair and staring up at the male who was busy lathering his paws in sweet smelling oil.
When the raptor spoke once more, Blitz jumped a bit, a little startled by the slight hiss in his voice as the azure male stood up " you may pass out depending on whether or not you give up completely. Judging by a little sissy like you, you just might" as he lifted one large foot and planted it smoothly onto the green forehead. He couldn't see anything, all he saw was black warm footpads closing around his snout. The rest of his body falling onto the stone floor as the weight of the male raptor above him increased, and within his mind a force beyond what he could understand was eating away at his mental resistance. The pressure increased even more, rolling his head off to one side as the heated toes splayed out around his muzzle, gripping it tightly so he couldn't speak or open his jaws.
"Let go, relax and let me into your mind so I can see who and what you are" the pads of the other hindfoot rubbing along the top of his head and across his ears, caressing the underside of his neck; bathing the feathers in the warm oil and flattening them down against his head. While the mental barrier he had corrodes under the smashing force of the deinonychus mental capability, as it probes and touches here and there, feeling out weak spots in the wall while he physically rubs across the Sergal features. Drops of clear warm fluid are felt as the talons of the blue scaled raptor spread across his eye socket, and he opens one blue and red eye to peer between them, and notices the raptor has a throbbing hard shaft and is stroking it heavily. With a pleasurable growl the raptor presses his toes down upon his eyelids and his left hindfoot finds it's way to his throat, pressing down with a crunch as his collar bone snaps under the pressure.
"Don't open your eyes cuntboy, it messes with the link and as punishment, you will suffocate until I finish delving into your mind." The strong pads exerting their bone crushing weight across his muzzle, a slight crack as his eye ridge collapses and blood begins to seep from his eye socket and his lungs strain to breathe in the darkness of the azure raptors pads. The pain from his broken bones and suffocation bombarding his mind, his mental resistance falls and a flood of emotions and thoughts crash into his mind, causing him to utter a stifled gag as the image of the azure raptor takes hold in his mind and begins to speak.
"You are my property now, and you show a love of feet and abuse. I like that in someone who is going to be at my beck and call, worshiping my feet until they are satisfactory and clean. You make sure you don't fuck up, for if you do. It will be worse than just a broken collarbone and suffocation" and with those words, the image faded, but it left a little thought in his mind. Something in his brain told him to nuzzle up against those strong toes no matter the pain, that those toes were the ultimate in pleasure. He did just that, when he regained his consciousness and the weight of the raptor lifted slightly, he immediately brought his muzzle up to rub against the thick black soles, his blue; suffocated muzzle leaving a streak of saliva against the talons. Eliciting a growling churr from the raptor slowly crushing him from above and a whispered
"Good, the mindlink has instilled a little bit of myself in you, slowly your mind will learn to enjoy what I have in store. Now, stand up and make yourself look presentable." Staring intently as he watched the sergal regain his form in a kneeling position, smirking at the matted feathers and fuzz between the sergals legs. "I am Dras, one of the alpha caste of this city. I'm now your owner, I expect a lot from you and I expect you to take a beating and still retain respect for me. In time you will understand, if you survive that long." he said with a twisted smile and a chuckle as the sweet smelling oil took effect. Sending his pet crashing to the ground in a crumpled heap at the foot of the throne, and the raptor sitting atop it sending the heap to his personal chambers with a wave of a few claws. "Set him next to the fireplace and notify me of when he awakes up, also fetch a pot of oil, a roll of cloth, and a bowl of water for him when he wakes. He'll need it"