The Albanian and the Dragon
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This story managed to come up in a conversation I was having with a friend xD looking to see what other people think =P
The Albanian and the Dragon
The young Albanian boy looked up in worry. His hair, long and untamed after 6 months of capture, hung into his face like a curtain. The door crashed open, and the adolescent scrambled backwards, only stopped by the thick chain cuffed to one leg.
The dragon stalked in, his fangs bared and glistening in the dim light of the moon. He growled, low and deep in his throat, whilst simultaneously pressing the switch he held in his hands.
The boy shuddered in both pain and pleasure. The cock ring, like a vice around his member, began to vibrate, irritating the chafed skin around it, yet also sending waves of pleasure through his thin frame. He moaned, and the dragon grinned triumphantly, before increasing the power further. The boy's moans grew in volume and pitch, each one drawn unwilling from his lips. He didn't want this.
The dragon, done with merely watching stalked forwards. He leant down over the boy and with his tail, teased the boys lips apart and saturated the appendage with the Albanian's saliva. That done the dragon moved his tail from the boy's mouth, trailing it down the exposed flesh of the boy's torso, the harsh scales scratching at the soft skin.
Reaching his destination the dragon plunged his tail inside, tearing apart old wounds and scraping new ones into the abused flesh. The boy screamed in pain, his fingers grasping at the dragon's thigh, scratching and attempting to free himself. The dragon merely plunged in deeper, widening the channel and preparing it for the main course.
The boy whimpered as the dragon pulled out. The tail may be gone, but worse was to come. The dragon pulled the boy forward, forcing the teens lips around his cock, making the youth suck until it had left its sheath entirely. The boy chocked as the member enlarged, and he had to move quickly to avoid being stabbed in the throat as the dragon thrust forward. The member was barbed and potentially deadly. The boy, although this had happened many times before, would never be prepared for it, it wasn't possible to be.
The beast moved once more, removing himself from the boy's mouth and aligning himself with his entrance. The boy whimpered, blood was already flowing sluggishly from his behind, yet more was sure to follow.
The dragon entered, harsh and fast. The barbs dug deep into the Albanian and his abused hole was stretched harshly. Each thrust brought forth a grunt of pleasure from the creature and a harsh scream of pain from the boy. The dragon continued his actions, pounding into the young boy, each movement worsening the child's injuries and bringing the dragon closer to the edge.
Finally, the dragon roared, a loud sound that sent birds skittering from the rooftops. The boy beneath him moaned one last time, as the dragon's fluid burnt through him like fire, and the cock ring, still vibrating, increased its frequency as the dragon accidentally hit the switch.
The boy collapsed onto the ground unconscious. The dragon, seeing his toy go limp, pulled out and left the room, his need satiated and his toy no longer any fun. He would leave it to heal, go play with his other toys for a while, then return, when this one was healthy enough.
The dragon really loved his life.