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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 40 - Guilty Secrets

_ SPOILER WARNING : If you are new to the story, this chapter contains plot and character development spoilers for the over all story. This is an onging story, and this chapter assumes you know the story and characters._

Tamira shivered and squirmed dreamily on her side. There was a mare behind her, and another down by her hooves keeping them warm. The mare at her back was big and strong, a warrior like her. Tamira felt the dildo deep inside her and she pressed back against it with a groan, her hips moving and thrusting against the hardness pressing deep inside her. A hand on her breast squeezed, then a hot breath was on her neck. "Oooooh..." she murmured in erotic pleasure. Fangs nibbled and nipped at her neck and she arched into... fangs? She opened her eyes in confusion, where was the mare? Then a harder bite on her neck and a thrust from the dragon behind her brought her back to reality. She was in her Master's bed, and he was fucking her... again! She let out a deep unnnngh at an equally deep thrust.

Rahmor mrrrred as he fondled Tamira's chest, lying on his side with the warrior mare pressed to him. Her motions had woken him from sleep, and woken his passions as well. He hissed softly as he fucked her slow, enjoying the wakeup mating. His hips slammed his groin against her fine ass, pounding away at his slave and claiming her yet again.

Tamira hurrfed and panted as the large, thick dragon cock caressed and stroked deeply into her tender vagina. It was sore from his size and shape and the many, many times he had taken her during the night. But it was also sensitive from her wet dream, and her Master's expert lovemaking. No, not love... he was fucking her... there was no love involved. She gasped as talons traced over her clit, teasing the nub and she squeezed on his cock, neighing out her pleasure. She let him take her, closing her eyes and accepting the feel of him inside her. She had almost gotten used to how ALIVE a real cock felt. The heat of it, the throbbing and pulsing that a dildo never did. She didn't think she would ever LIKE taking a cock, but she was no longer as repulsed by the feel of it. She whinnied as a series of deep thrusts, then lost herself in carnal urges. It was easier when she just let her mind drift in what pleasure she was allowed. Today, that was a LOT of pleasure as she climaxed, screaming and jerking in waves of orgasmic lust. She hardly noticed the cock spasming inside her, pumping her full of cum.

Lilly woke to the sound of Tamira cumming, a familiar noise she had heard many times the past night. Once it had even been HER that had caused one of them. She stayed still as she lay under the covers, a furry warmer for the feet of her new Master, and of the warrior that won her for him. The sounds died down to panting gasps and groans, and then it was her turn to make noise as a hand grabbed her bunny ears and pulled her forward and out from under the covers. "Ahhhh-mmmmmph!"

Rahmor lay on his back, holding the bunny by her ears in one hand, and her head in the other, her mouth shoved against his balls. He said, "Lick me clean, slave... then you can clean my guards messy cunt."

Lilly began to lick right away, being well trained in obedience. She worked her tongue over the cock before her, licking it of the strong tasting dragon cum mixed with the sweeter taste of Tamira's juices. She was careful not to make a face as she cleaned her Master. At least the taste wasn't as bad as dog cock, yuck. When she finished she crawled over to do the same to Tamira, burying her face in her wet, well-used sex and licking and sucking her clean. She paid special attention to the unicorn's clit, lapping at it before sucking at the fur around her crotch to get it as clean as she could.

Tamira twitched and groaned, helpless at the little rabbit tongue as it moved over already over-stimulated flesh. "Uuuuuhh..." she moaned.

Rahmor watched with amusement, then pulled on the bunny ears, yanking her face back to his now mostly limp cock. "I want to make SURE you understand your place, slave. That you harbor NO illusions."

Lilly dared to look up at the dragons eyes as she nodded, "Yes Master." She felt tiny and small and helpless in his grasp, her bunny tail twitching.

Rahmor pulled Lilly closer, his hand going to her throat as his eyes bore down upon hers. "Do you give yourself to me, slave? To train your body for my pleasure, to devote your mind and will to serving me?"

Lilly stared upward helplessly, her ears pulled tight, her throat gripped and those slitted red eyes seeming to look into her very soul. A night of foot licking had prepared her well for this moment. She was a slave. She had been for a long time now, but today she became HIS slave. She knew he could kill her, rape her, beat her... do anything he wanted to her, whenever he wanted. Dragons owned slaves, and this one owned HER. She stared open-mouthed in submission at the dragon, her Master, and said, "I'm yours, Master..."

Tamira saw the bunny as she surrendered completely to her new Master. She had seen that look often during her time with the militia. New recruits often didn't respect their commanders, or accept their new roles as low unicorn on the ladder. Often much yelling and screaming from drill Sergeant's combined with hard labor and exercise was required to get them to accept the chain of command. Sometimes you could SEE the point when they broke, exhausted form an all day run, taking orders and obeying without any more resistance or attitude. It was much the same here she realized. She wondered if she looked like that when he had broken down her defenses and made her accept him. And he had. She had no doubt about that any more. She still had her mind and thoughts and desires and needs and wants. But when Master gave an order... she obeyed him like she did her commander back in the militia. At least the bunny would have a better home here. She had already been broken before, and was easily dominated and enslaved now. She knew Rahmor could make her into anything he wanted, and was glad she was being given an easy role. She knew it was part of her own reward for winning the fight. Yet more manipulation on his part, but it helped Lilly, so she didn't mind. Much.

Rahmor mrred as he saw the truth of Lilly's words in her eyes, in her breath and her body. He sighed in pleasure and satisfaction. Eventually he said, "Tamira... go join the other guards in the unicorn pen."

Tamira said, "Yes Master" and slid off the bed, wincing a bit from the soreness of her well-used sex. She worried what the other unicorns will think of her, once she shows up in her new collar, and her new position over them. With a heavy heart she made her way out of her Masters bedchambers.

Rahmor waited for the door to close, then licked the bunny's nose with his tongue. He said, "Take my cock in your mouth and drink." There was no need to make Tamira watch this part.

Lilly couldn't help but let out a whimper at the command, knowing what it was he was about to make her do. She looked at the deflated member... it didn't look any less scary! Carefully, and with some amount of effort she took the big cockhead into her mouth, stretching her lips tightly about it as she breathed through her nose. Disobeying never even crossed her mind, the last half day having put her in a deeply submissive state, her new Master dominating her completely.

Rahmor leaned back, letting out a breath and relaxed his bladder, letting a trickle out into the bunny's mouth. "Ahhhh..."

Lilly mmmmmmmmphed at the awful taste that poured hotly over her tongue. She resisted the urge to pull back and spit, and managed instead to swallow a mouthful. Ugh! It was hot and tasted terrible, her stomach churning dangerously as more poured into her small bunny mouth. She tried not to gag as she gulped desperately. He was testing her and making sure she was willing to do ANYTHING he ordered, and she would! Fail now... and who knew what extra training and punishment he might give her. Dragons could get downright vicious when it came to dealing with slaves they felt were disobedient or defiant. She squeezed her eyes tight, doing her best but feeling some leaking out from the corners of her mouth and soaking into the fur of her chin. Finally after what seemed like hours it was over and the cock was pulled from her mouth to leave her gasping for air, her belly hot and feeling sick. She groaned, gagging a bit and holding her belly and trying not to throw up in her Masters bed!

Rahmor leaned back against the headboard, satisfied with her performance. It was a strong, powerful show of dominance and submission and made it perfectly clear how devoted a slave was to their Master. He said, "You dribbled, slave... now your face is all a mess. I can see that you would make a terrible piss slave... but I am pleased that you got most of it down. Will you make a better maid?"

Lilly gahhed and said, "Yes Master!" She tasted his scent on her breath as she spoke, making her even queasier. She wanted to be his maid very badly! She didn't think she could do THAT again. She said, "I'll work SO hard, Master! I promise!"

Rahmor said, "You will spend your day cleaning my lair, as well as bringing food to various other slaves and staff. He leaned forward to smack the bunny on her ass, "And of course I'll fuck you whenever I get the itch. So might some of my other slaves. Bringing them food, cleaning their rooms, that will put you below them and they might decide to make use of you."

Lilly shivered at the thought of another fucking like she got last night. It scared her, knowing that dragon cock could rip her apart if he wanted. But the thought of some of his female slaves taking advantage of her. That made her shiver for entirely different, and erotic reasons. She never had much experience with sex before being captured. She knew she was a lesbian, guys simply didn't turn her on. But she had only one girlfriend before, sweet fox, and had not been able to explore much before she had fallen prey to slavers and came here. In some ways, this new lair was like heaven... filled with handpicked girls of all species, many who she might get to play with, and would want to play with her too. A lot! It almost made up for the enslaving and rape she would have to endure from her Master. It was a far cry from her LAST home, filled with male-dominated orgies and torture. She arched her back and presented her bunny rump to her Master, looking at him demurely, showing him she accepted his mastery and ownership of her. "I'm yours, and theirs to use, Master..."

Rahmor smacked the offered ass and chuckled, "Good girl. Come here and show your Master what you learned last night. I have some time before I need to send you off for maid training and take care of my morning routine."

...

Dana stood as close to the edge of the cave exit as she was comfortable with. It was a long drop to the floor of the massive crater the dragons made their capital, and the edge was rounded, making it chancy to stand too close. One slip and it would be all over. She craned her neck but couldn't see the drake that she knew was on the ledge directly below. Her Master said he would likely eat anyone dumb enough to slip and fall. That thing was big enough to do it in a bite or two and she believed him. The sun was still too low to be seen over the cavern walls, but soon it would creep over the rim. She liked to be here for that... the delayed sunrise, the sky already a brilliant blue, seeing the line of sunlight spreading across the rocky walls of her prison.

She rubbed at her wrists. Yesterday at this time she had been worried about being taken away from here. Another dragon had challenged her Master, and she had been the prize if he lost. What a twisted world these dragons made for themselves, and what a twisted unicorn she had become for WANTING to stay. She didn't love her Master, or even like the bastard. But she liked the comfort of the other mares he owned, especially her friend Tamira and had been terrified she would never see them again. The threats of torture and cruelty from the other dragon didn't help. But Tamira had won, and now she was back where she belonged. She wondered again how Tamira was doing. She hadn't seen her since last night when they returned from the fight. What was that big blue dragon doing with her friend, or too her? The last time Tamira had spent a night with her Master she had been repeatedly raped. Tamira hadn't said much about what happened, but Dana knew it had been her first time with a male. Tamira liked girls... but that was a line of thought Dana wasn't entirely comfortable with exploring. Dana balled her fists instead, wishing she could throw the bastard off the cliff. But even that wouldn't end well. She would be executed in ways shwe probably couldn't even imagine, maybe even others too as examples. Tamira and any surviving mares would be sold off to other dragons, probably even worse ones.

The familiar sound of the door opening made Dana turn, hoping it was Tamira but it was just that damn cat Nella, one of her Masters furry guards. She was a slave too, but she served her Master willingly and happily. Her righteous anger drained away when she realized Tamira was one now too. But she wasn't serving because she wanted to hurt others... she served because she had no choice. She had to agree so she could fight and save me. Dana frowned as she realized Nella was coming in her direction, wondering what humiliation she had planned now. Nella loved to punish and humiliate other slaves. Perhaps it made her forget that SHE was just as much a slave as anyone else.

Nella grinned happily as she waded through a group of mares, enjoying how they parted for her. They knew she was a guard, and they were not. They had BETTER get out of her way. Her authority came direct from her Master, THEIR Master too, and she would brook no disobedience from any uppity unicorns. She stood beside Dana and looked out over the flow of the dragon city, seeing the lights shining up in the shadow of the crater, the walls lit by the thousands of caves and entrances in the morning light. She said, "Good job with the bull earlier. I heard him grunt right through the doors when you kicked him in the balls. Made him easy to handle when Master gave him to us. I didn't know you had it in you."

Dana ummmed and shifted on her hooves, embarrassed. She hadn't known she could do such a thing either. When Tamira won, not only did Master Rahmor get to keep the bunny the other dragon had put up as stakes, but got to punish the loosing warrior bull for a full day. That bull was like a male version of Nella. He had bragged about all the things he was going to do to her and Tamira. In the end, Master Rahmor had held him up and told Dana to hit him. A day before she would have refused to believe she could hit a helpless furry like that, but she had been so mad... so angry at being helpless and at the males that wanted to, and did use her. She had felt bad afterward, but he DID deserve it. He had wanted to rape her! She said, "Uh, thanks?"

Nella smirked and said, "What a fun afternoon that was. Second shift will be taking over... he will get his full day of torture and beatings. I'm glad I got the first shift... he is in pretty bad shape now. On the other hand, he is all sore and weak so they will really get some screams out of him." She put her arm around Dana's shoulders and said, "See, Master takes care of his property. Anyone that threatens any of us will suffer."

Dana tried not to flinch as the cat touched her, but for once she wasn't hitting or grabbing her. She had to agree that he DID protect them from other dragons. But what they really needed was protection from HIM!

Oara bit her lip as she listened to Nella talk. She casually moved a bit closer to hear better, the talk of torture making her feel a bit flushed. She had never thought about such things before she had been captured and sold. But ever since, she found herself strangely interested in the idea of seeing others in pain. Watching other mares get spanked or raped gave her feelings that both repelled and aroused her. She had been ashamed at first, deeply embarrassed over enjoying things that were so clearly wrong. She thought about talking to some of the other mares about it, but then she saw how the other unicorns reacted when they saw Mehgan seeming to enjoy being a slave. They looked down on her, stopped being her friend, shunned her. That had only been Mehgan wanting to BE a slave, not wanting to see OTHERS hurt. Luckily the dragon had taken Mehgan away to his harem, but Oara had learned her lesson. Don't let anyone know your secrets. Since then she had made sure to never look TOO interested in another's suffering. She didn't want to be turned on, and had convinced herself she could ignore it. That had worked until Sabeth. Sabeth's torture on that wooden beam had been an eye opener. Their Master made them all gather around and watch, and so she got to see that bitch up close as she suffered. It had felt good, really good and that night she had fingered herself to a quiet climax over it. It had awoken something in her, and she couldn't get her mind off it. She comforted herself by thinking that Sabeth at least deserved it. She really had been mean to that poor girl Telly with her egg. She bit her lip unconsciously and took a few more steps to listen.

Nella said, "When I heard Master say you could hit that bull, I thought you would wimp out. But you let him have it good! He was all huffing and groaning. Good choice in targets. I would have hit him in the nose but I'm trained for that. Heads can be surprisingly hard, easy to break a finger if you hit wrong. Did it feel good to punish him?"

Dana nodded at the cat, scared and disturbed by her casual mention of torture and violence. If this is what she did to those that displeased her Master, would she do them to one of us if we broke an important rule? She looked away, embarrassed. She hadn't told the others what she did, and wondered if they would think less of her for it. But she didn't want to lie either. She didn't think Nella could pick out lies like dragons can, but she would REMEMBER and if their Master asked, she would have to tell the truth. She hesitantly said, "Well, I guess it did... he wanted to rape me and torture Tamira."

Nella snorted and said, "That bull will never touch Masters property again. I made sure to hurt him BAD for daring to touch you. He should have known better than to touch MY Masters property!"

Oara spoke before she could stop herself, "He won't hurt us? What... what did you do to him?" She hoped she sounded more interested in knowing an angry bull couldn't get them, than wanting to know just what sort of suffering he had gone through.

Nella grinned and showed her cat teeth, "Oh, it wasn't just me but all the off duty guards. I got first crack at him... got him by the balls and kept him distracted while the others tied him up nicely, getting ropes under his armpits and hanging him from the ceiling. Dana already softened him up, so he was in no shape to resist. We got into the mood by punching him... everywhere. Stomach, chest, back, sides, legs, ass, head. Used him as a punching bag. Then we took turns with our claws, pinching, twisting..."

Oara had to struggle not to moan out loud at the description as Nella continued with more details about how they all took turns grinding on his muzzle and making him lick and pleasure them. They had even made him drink pee. She knew how humiliating THAT was, her Master had made all of them do it. Yuck! Knowing how it felt and tasted made it all the more arousing to imagine doing it to someone else. That cat was so lucky, getting to do all those things. She wished she could have been there to watch, or even join in. Dana had said what a bad furry he was, so it would have been OK to punish him, right? She wondered what it would be like to hit a bull. She wished that dragon had picked HER. She would have really let that bad boy have it. She would have hit him lots! She tried to sound uninterested as she said, "I guess he won't hurt us after all that. Did he say he was sorry?"

Nella patted Dana on her back, "I'll have another hour with the big guy when I get off my shift here. I'll be tired... I should have been sleeping but who could resist a free bull to kick the shit out of? Hey... anything you want me to do to him? I'll tell him it's from you! That will be great!"

Dana ummmmed, not sure what to say to the offer. She didn't want to disappoint the clearly happy cat and make her all mean and cruel to her again. "Well... he did grab my chest and stuff... maybe you know... show him what it feels like."

Oara nodded at the suggestion, "Go for his nipples?"

Nella swished her feline tail and grinned widely, "Oh, we did! We abused them so bad you could just BLOW on them and make him cry. He doesn't have a nice rack of tits like you, but he has muscle there and I'll grope and squeeze and make sure he suffers for fondling my Masters property."

Dana smiled bravely, "Yeah... uhh... thanks."

Nella brushed back her whiskers with her fingers and hummed happily to herself, remembering all the fun she had. She wandered off, looking out over the floor of the dragon city, the sun now reaching one side of it. Her eyes flicked to the unicorn called Oara, keeping an eye on her. She had not failed to notice her interest in the bull's torture.

Oara said, "You didn't tell us you got to hit him."

Dana blushed and said, "I was kinda embarrassed that I did. It was a bad thing to do, even if he deserved it."

Oara made a face, "He DID deserve it. You were right to... what did you say you did to him?"

Dana shrugged, "Just hit him and stuff."

Oara nudged Dana, "Stuff?" She wanted to know. Nella doing it was one thing, but Dana was just another unicorn! Oara could imagine it was herself in Dana's place. She would never ask about another unicorn's suffering. That was what got Mehgan in such trouble, but this was some bad bull. It was about revenge. She felt safe in asking about it. She said, "We don't get much chance to be anything but victims... you got a chance to fight back for once!"

Dana looked up and said, "I guess you're right... it DID feel good to hit the bastard. I never was in a fight before." She looked sheepish and said, "I kneed him in the balls. A lot. Then... well... I kinda pinched his nipples... because he did that to me and I wanted him to know how it felt."

Oara tried to imagine doing that. "What did he do?"

Dana said, "Nothing... the dra... I mean Master was holding him. He just yelled a lot." She took a breath and shook her head, "Well enough of that. I'm just glad he lost. I'd have missed everyone."

Several other unicorns who had been listening nodded, and Telly gave Dana a warm hug.

Nelly smirked as she headed to the back of the cave. That Oara girl was far too interested in hearing about the bull's suffering. Master will want to hear ALL about it. Maybe he will even give her another reward. She purred at the thought, even though her pussy was still sore from the seriously hot fucking her Master had given her several days ago. He took her at least once a moon, sometimes more, but it was never enough. Sometimes she wished she was part of his harem, he took THEM a lot more. But she LIKED being a guard too. His harem never got to beat up a defeated champion!

Sabeth snorted and said, "I always knew you were as bad as your traitor friend, Dana. Beating up a helpless furry. You both LIKE dragons, don't you? I bet you wanted to get captured!"

Dana turned on Sabeth, balling her fists but not moving. She remembered the last time she got into a fight with her. Hitting Sabeth would sure feel good, but it would get her punished too. She said, "It wasn't like what. IF you heard the things that bull said... if YOU were the one he fondled and pinched and..."

Sabeth interrupted Dana and said, "Whatever. I think you were just mad that Tamira took a job with her Master and left you all alone here. I saw you talking with Nella, hitting on her like the slut you are. Is she going to be your new friend now? Shoving your tits in her face, teasing her to gain her protection?"

Dana stomped a hoof in anger, "Why you little bitch! You're the whore! You think your better than everyone just because long ago some relative had some gold and a fancy title. You would fuck YOUR Master senseless if you thought he might give you more jewelry! Maybe the next one can hang off your fucking clit!"

Sabeth gasped, "You would like that, wouldn't you?" She held the heavy pendants in her hands, lifting them and taking the weight off her aching nipples. "You're just jealous because you don't have any to give to Tamira. Why don't you just fuck her to pay for her protection?"

Dana let out an aggravated sound and took a step closer.

Telly stepped between the two, putting her hands out, "Stop it, please! You're both just going to get punished again!"

Sabeth said, "Get out of the way you fat cow!"

Telly stepped back, suddenly unsure, looking down at her swollen belly. She wasn't fat... it was worse. She had a dragon egg growing inside her. She feared the day with it would be time to give birth to it... or lay it. She knew it would be sterile. She wouldn't have to worry about some poor half unicorn, half dragon offspring and what might be done to it. But it was heavy and uncomfortable and when her Master had given it to her... it had HURT terribly. She muttered, "Please don't fight..."

Dana took Telly by the hand and let her away from Sabeth, turning her back on the argumentative mare. Bitch! "There there... it's ok... you look fine, you really do."

Telly nodded and sighed, her moment of strength gone after the cruel words. "I just don't like seeing you fight... Master will hurt you!"

Sabeth opened her mouth, and shut it fast as she heard the door open. Fear seemed to run through her like a wave, it was the dragon! She began quickly making her way to the back of the cave to present herself. The terrible blue dragon often punished one or more of them if they were not all lined up and kneeling when he entered. She stopped when instead of Rahmor, it was only Tamira! She blushed at being made to be so afraid because of HER! She turned around in a huff and stomped back to look out over the dragon city, ignoring the damn warrior.

Dana said, "Tamira!" She ran up to the larger unicorn and gave her a hug, her full breasts pressing up under the warrior's larger ones. She pulled back with a blush, then rubbed at her hand. "You're uh, damp."

Tamira nodded as she said, "I took a bath. Several, actually..." She brushed at herself, still feeling like her crotch and face was covered in the dragons smelly cum. She could still smell it, and wasn't entirely sure it was her imagination. Dragon scents were pretty potent.

Telly stood next to Tamira and pointed up at her new collar. It was a shiny silver, unlike the dull iron of the rest of them, and was marked all around with large red rubies. The mark and name of their Master was also on it. "Is it more comfortable than your old one?" she asked.

Tamira shook her head, "No. It's still a slave collar. Having fancy jewels doesn't make it any more comfortable, or any easier to wear."

Telly nodded and said, "Do... do we have to call you anything special now? I don't want to say something wrong and make Master mad."

Tamira said, "I don't think so. I'm still new to all of this... Rah... Master hasn't really given me a lot of instructions. He just said to come back here and guard you." Tamira looked embarrassed and uncomfortable. "I guess you have to treat me like any other guard when it comes to orders and stuff. If you do something wrong I'll have to..." she stopped, unable to finish.

Telly said, "You will have to punish us, right?"

Tamira nodded, not saying anything and looking down miserably.

Telly leaned close and whispered, "Better you than that cat girl... she LIKES it too much."

Dana said, "I told you before, I'd rather it be you too. I won't blame you... or hate you for it. You saved me from being given to that other dragon. Besides, our Master makes us do, umm, stuff to each other all the time. Anything that happens won't be your fault... we can't really say no, can we?"

A few other unicorns who were close enough to hear chimed in, agreeing with the two mares.

Tamira felt more and more relaxed as she got reassurance instead of the scorn, hate and fear she was expecting. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Maybe Rahmor would send Nella to some other task and let her stay her in the cat's place. Then she flinched at a familiar voice.

Sabeth said, "So... have fun fighting for YOUR Master? Going to smack us all around now that you got your ugly new collar? I've seen better."

Tamira watched the mares back off, not wanting anything to do with the confrontation that was looking likely. She said, "Sabeth, you know why I did this. It could have been you tied up and at risk."

Sabeth snorted disdainfully, "Maybe I would have been better off somewhere else."

Telly spoke up, "Like that white dragon? So he could pull your teeth and cut out your tongue? That would be better all right!"

Dana couldn't help herself and laughed. It was good to see Telly standing up to Sabeth. That spoiled brat was just a bully at heart. Talking back to her was the best thing Telly could do.

Sabeth gave Telly a harsh glare that made the other mare drop her gaze and back up a few steps. She turned back to Tamira, "You probably cheated anyway. Looking forward to having fun beating up more furries?"

Tamira rolled her eyes, "Fun? You want to see the bruises?" She still had them of course, and new ones from Rahmor... but those were in more intimate places. Her pussy still felt like it had been violated by a tree trunk.

Sabeth said, "It does make sense now. You LET yourself be captured. You plotted with the dragons all along. Let them capture us, betray your own kind and get rewarded by lots of furries to beat up and all the dragon cock you can stuff in your... OWWW!"

Tamira held Sabeth's necklace in her fist and was pulling her close with it. The necklace was not around her neck, but each end had been attached to a nipple ring, the chain running through a ring in Sabeth's collar. Tamira reeled Sabeth in with a gentle tun on the chains, then tilted her head down to stare into Sabeth's eyes.

Sabeth whined as her tender nipples were tugged, her hands at the Tamira's wrist trying to pull it off. She shrunk back at the warriors face hovering over hers, being shorter than the buff mare.

Tamira yanked and forced Sabeth to turn and look at the wooden horse sitting against one wall. "You want to ride that AGAIN, Sabeth?"

Sabeth whined, her legs pressing together and hands moving to protect her pussy. It had hurt so bad! She whimpered, "You... you wouldn't...!"

Tamira let go of Sabeth's chain and snorted, "You're right. I'd never choose to do that to anyone. Even you. But if you don't shut the hell up you are going to make one of the other guards come over here and I'm sure SHE will be happy to do so."

Sabeth swallowed and looked at Nella who was watching with keen interest. She shivered and knew Tamira was right. That cat would put her back on it if she could. She turned her head away from Tamira, then turned back and opened her mouth.

Tamira interrupted and said, "Just shut up. If we were back home I'd have already punched you in the nose for being so mean to me and the others. I'm not sure how much I can get away with here, but you are REALLY tempting me to go ask if I can kick your ass if you keep pissing me off!" She turned her back on Sabeth and walked away.

Nella watched, disappointed. Rahmor must not have had time to teach his new guard the ropes. She had hoped Tamira would give that uppity bitch Sabeth a beating, and even go too far so Nella could punish them both, but no such luck. She was far from disappointed with the encounter. That mare called Oara had been watching the fight and when the wooden horse was mentioned, well she had a pretty clear reaction. Even from her position Nella could see the unicorn gaze at the horse before recovering and looking away nervously. Did she want to see Sabeth on it, or did she want to get on herself? She clearly had some hidden desires, just like Mehgan. Nella didn't know which way this unicorn's kinks lay, but she was going to find out!

...

Even hours after the confrontation Oara couldn't get her mind off the torture device just sitting out in plain view. Not after Tamira had mentioned putting Sabeth on it again. She wished the warrior had done it. Sabeth deserved to be tortured, and... and it was so hot! Oara flushed again, knowing it was wrong to have thoughts like that, but unable to deny they existed. She was going to have to masturbate in secret again tonight or she was going to go crazy! She walked to the back of the cave to get some hay to eat and take her mind off things. She poked at the half-eaten hay bale hoping to find something even remotely good looking, but it had been picked through already and there was not much good to begin with. She longed for oats and fruits and vegetables and fresh greens. She stood up, turning around and colliding with one of the guards, walking right into her and banging her nose against the felines.

Nella owed and stepped back, grabbing her nose. That smarted, but she was expecting it. She had timed it just right, walking in the unicorns blind spot and getting in her way. She looked at the unicorn dangerously and said, "I don't think Master would be happy with you attacking a guard like that, slave..."

Oara froze, her hay dropped and forgotten at her hooves. "I... I didn't mean to... it was an accident, I'm sorry!"

Nella sniffed and licked at a bruised lip, making sure she didn't have a nosebleed. "Hmmm. No blood, lucky for you. I'd HAVE to report that. I could choose to look the other way, or punish you myself if I wanted."

Oara meekly put her hands behind her back as she waited for the cat to decide what to do with her. She didn't want punished. It was just an accident!

Nella let out a sigh of frustration, "I have NO luck. Why couldn't it have been Sabeth to be so clumsy. She is the one I want to see suffer." Nella cocked her head as she regarded Oara. "You're not one of her little friends, are you? Do you like her?"

Oara shook her head, "No... I don't like her at all."

Nella looked thoughtful, pretending to consider options. "I'll make you a deal, slave. You go get Sabeth to misbehave. Insult her. Make her hit you. Give me an excuse to make her ride the horse again and I'll forget you hit me."

Oara shivered in pleasure as she imagined Sabeth back on the horse. The pleasure was even stronger imagining her being the one to put Sabeth on it! She nodded agreement, "I'll do it!"

Nella said, "Then get going. If you don't do it by the time Master shows up I'll tell him what you did."

Oara nodded and hurried away. She could feel her pussy dampening at the thought of actually causing Sabeth to get tortured. It was her or Sabeth, and that girl was mean and deserved it! She saw her leaning against the wall with a few of her friends. There were not many, not like when they first got here. She had been impressed that Sabeth was royalty at first too, but soon grew disgusted with her attitude that she was better than everyone else. Oara wasn't going to treat her like a princess just because she demanded it. She thought for a bit and struck up a conversation with a nearby unicorn, "Do you think there will be a lot of dragons trying to steal us away? Tamira could fight them all off, right? She's such a strong mare for being so pretty! Like a warrior princess!"

Sabeth huffed and rolled her eyes, "Princess? I know a princess when I see one, and Tamira is as common as you can get!"

Oara turned away from the mare she had spoken to and said, "Oh right... you are a princess too, well would be if your family still had any power."

Sabeth straightened her back, the display a bit ruined by her wince as the chains tugged on her nipples. "My family is VERY important and has deep connections to all the Houses!"

Oara said, "Really? I remember being taught in school that all the old Houses were inbred and sickly even before the dragons enslaved most of them. I guess your great great grandparents snuck through posing as peasants. From the looks of you, it wouldn't have been hard!"

Sabeth narrowed her eyes, "How DARE you speak of my ancestors in such terms! They were nobility. Royalty!"

Oara looked around nervously. All the mares were watching her, and Tamira was looking concerned. Oara knew there was not much time before someone stepped in and tried to calm things down. She said, "I never mentioned it before, but I always wondered if maybe your parents just lied about being royalty. You DO look a little regal, but maybe your grandpa was a horse and your parents came up with the whole fake princess bit to explain why you look funny-"

Sabeth smacked Oara in the muzzle, trembling from the vile insults. Her family was not inbred and certainly did not have any HORSE blood in them! She said "You take that back right now!"

Nella stepped smoothly in and grabbed the horns of both unicorns, "Enough! Master said there would be no fighting!"

Sabeth shuddered at the feel of a mere cat touching her horn, but was frightened of the cat to protest. She had power over all of them and was not afraid to use it. She stammered, "I... she insulted me... she started it!"

Nella said, "You hit her. You WILL be punished." She let go of the horns and spun Sabeth around, yanking her hand behind her back and pressing her cuffs together until they clicked into place, locked. "Oara... come with me."

Sabeth begged as she was force marched over to the wooden horse, shying away from it. "Noo... please not that again... she made me hit her! She said terrible things. Untrue! She insulted my honor..."

Nella said, "Slaves have no honor, bitch." She maneuvered the struggling unicorn up to the wooden horse, grunting a bit as Sabeth started to buck and fight. Nella was well trained and had no trouble dealing with the equine. She was a predator and was not about to let some herd animal get the better of her. She kicked at Sabeth's hooves, spreading them wide and shoved her forward.

Sabeth cried as she was shoved about, then her legs were suddenly yanked apart and she was forced to straddle the terrible wooden contraption. It was such a simple thing, just a wedge standing on end, an angled length of metal running along the top. She screamed as she stumbled and sat down HARD on it! Pain exploded in her pussy as her weight came down on the metal edge. Before she could recover a hoof was pulled back and up. She was helpless, only having one leg to stand on. She didn't dare try and hop away but tried to keep all her weight on that hoof, feeling her other ankle strapped into place. "No... please... PLEASE NO!"

Nella grabbed the unicorns other ankle and cruelly pulled it out from under her.

Sabeth screamed louder as her weight once more rested on her crotch. She squirmed but it was no use, her legs were strapped in place. "NNnnnnngggh!"

Oara stared as Sabeth was forced onto the crotch-high wedge of wood. She could see her pussy being spread over the angled metal. It was all she could do not to grab herself and rub her clit right then and there. Her whole body tingled in arousal and excitement. Even when she had gone all the way with her boyfriends it had never felt like this.

Nella said, "You started the fight, so you get on too, slave!"

Oara suddenly felt cold, "Whaaaa?"

Nella pushed Oara forward and whispered, "Just crouch over it... you don't have to actually sit. Not unless you WANT to."

Oara shivered and let herself be led to the other side, facing Sabeth. It was a much better view. The cat guard must want it to look like I'm being punished too. She lowered herself down and gasped at the feel of the cold metal against her lips. It didn't take much pressure before it started to hurt. She couldn't imagine what Sabeth must be feeling. It made her even hornier and she sat down again, just a little... the taste of the pain Sabeth must be feeling making her even hotter and wetter than before. She stared down in front of her, watching Sabeth's pussy being crushed and tortured. Her own pussy was so hot now, She hoped she wouldn't cum!

Sabeth cried, tears streaming down her face as she felt the metal threatening to split her in half, feeling like she was sitting on the edge of some giant axe. She squirmed, then stopped as the motion only made it worse. "Please... I'll be good... ahhhhhh... AHHHH!"

Tamira watched in frustration. She knew how bad that hurt, she had to sit on it with Sabeth the last time. She was a guard now, could she stop Nella? Rahmor hadn't told her how this all worked and she winced as she saw the other unicorn forced to sit too. She was about to say something when the door began to open. She turned with the rest of the unicorns who were rushing to kneel but was stopped by a hand on her arm. It was the other daytime guard, the leopard.

Ralean said, "Your place is at the door, Tamira... not with them anymore."

Tamira let herself be led away, a strange feeling of loss at the sight of Dana kneeling between two other unicorns. It felt like she was abandoning her, but Ralean was right. One of the few things her Master had said was that she was no longer part of the slave herd. She was a guard.

Ralean said, "Guard the door. Stop anyone from making a run for it. Once it is closed and secure, THEN you can kneel and show your respect."

Tamira watched the blue dragon enter, feeling a chill run down her spine. Every day he seemed to control a bit more of her. She no longer thought of him as the bastard dragon that bought her contract, but the big dragon that had bought HER. As she sank to her knees she imagined she could feel her submission to him growing unwanted inside her, his dominance over her almost palpable.

Rahmor focused on the two mares on the horse. He smirked and headed in their direction, leaving the rest of his slaves kneeling and ignored. Nella had sent him a message telling him of her suspicions and plans, and once they were on the horse he had been alerted. He licked his lips. This was going to be fun. "Well well, has Sabeth been a bad slut again, Nella?"

Nella knelt down, then lowered to kiss her Masters foot, "Yes Master! She hit the other one in the face. They were arguing."

Rahmor stood beside Oara, looking at the other end of the horse to where Sabeth suffered. "This is twice you have ridden this. I may have to bring in a new punishment device so you don't get bored." He placed his elbow on Oara's shoulder and LEANED.

Oara groaned at the dragons weight, her knees buckling as she was driven firmly onto the steel top of the horse. She clenched her teeth, sucking in a breath as the weight increased. Oh, it hurt! Rrrrrrgh!

Rahmor watched the mare closely out of the corner of his eye as he forced her down, pretending to watch Sabeth. She didn't seem to care for the torture. Not a masochist then. At least, not yet! He nudged at Nella with a foot, "Fetch a ring gag. A big one." While he waited he idly reached down between Oara's legs and toyed with her clit, making the mare squirm and moan. He felt her slick wetness, confirming his suspicions.

Nella said, "Yes Master" and quickly crawled to the back of the cave, selecting a ring gag and muzzle from the guard station and carrying it back in her mouth. Master said FETCH not BRING. She knelt before him, stretching her neck and offering it to him.

Rahmor gave his feline cat a pat on her head and said, "Put it on Sabeth." Watching her go to work he lifted his weight off of Oara and told her, "Get off. You're in my way."

Oara let out a huge groan of relief as she stood and shuffled backward off the torture furniture, her clit tingling like mad from the dragons teasing touch. She gingerly rubbed at her pussy, then flushed, embarrassed to touch herself there even if it was just to try and get some circulation back into it. Not knowing what to do or where to go she did the safe thing and stepped aside and dropped to her knees. All the kneeling had toughened her up. When she was first captured it was agony to kneel for even short periods in the dirt or grass. Now she could, and did do it for hours on cold hard stone.

Sabeth winced as a hand grabbed her jaw and forced it open, tasting the robber coated steel ring as it was wedged into her mouth behind her front teeth. Her jaw ached, the ring ALMOST too big for her mouth. She didn't try and shake her head as the leather straps were fitted and buckled over her face and around her head. With the dragon here she was afraid to do anything that might get her more punishment. Her pussy ached something terrible. Holding still kept the pressure on one spot and it grew more and more unbearable until she couldn't stand it any more and shifted her weight to relieve the pain. But it never worked, it just made a new part hurt more and her weight soon came right back down on the sore spots. Being forced to sit on her most private and delicate bits was so cruel and humiliating. The pain almost made her forget all the others watching her. Almost. She blushed furiously in humiliation and shame.

Rahmor pulled the front of his kilt up, revealing a quickly rising erection as it slid from his sheath. He reached out and grabbed Sabeth's head.

Oara watched with wide eyes. Kneeling, her head was about at crotch level and she could see Sabeth's cunt being punished by her own weight. Then she saw the scary dragon cock and let out a whimper. She had tasted it. Licked it, like all the others... but only a few times. It looked like Sabeth was going to get a much more intimate session. She watched as Sabeth was pulled forward, Oara's eyes darting back down to see Sabeth lean over, crushing her clit against the steel and making the braided unicorn howl through the ring gag. Then the sound was turned into an aaaaaaarrrrggggmmmmmphhhhh as the cock slid inward. Oara watched it going down inch by inch, the noises now a glucking-choking sound as the dragon shoved the full length of his cock into the helpless mares throat.

Sabeth coughed and choked, lips pressed hard to the dragons groin. She could hardly breathe, only able to get a bit of air through her nose when she struggled hard, panicking. The cock was huge and it hurt. The sawblade underside scratched at her tongue, and that terrible pointy head felt like fire as it forced its way down her THROAT!

Rahmor mrrrred as he felt himself sink deep into the unicorn slave. She wasn't as experienced or skilled as some of his others. Like Mehgan his harem slave. She could take him easily and all the way and suck for hours if he so wished, and he had. But experienced didn't always mean better. A struggling, chocking crying muzzle was a different sensation and just as enjoyable. He held the unicorn's head in strong arms, and then began to pump it up and down on his cock, making her fuck him, and rock back and forth on her tortured cunt.

Her cunny ached and throbbed, but not all from pain as Oara watched Sabeth getting abused. When Sabeth had gotten her first ride several days ago, Oara didn't have such a good seat. She also had still been discovering her darker side. Now, while she wasn't happy with it, she accepted it existed and allowed herself to watch in rapt attention as the unicorn was tortured and raped before her very eyes.

Rahmor grunted as he used Sabeth's muzzle to pleasure himself. He glanced to his side, seeing Tamira kneeling and watching. He could see she was displeased, even though he was abusing her enemy. Furries were so strange. A dragon would be thrilled to see an enemy getting put in her place. A dragon would be happy to see her owner punishing a rival. He turned his head the other direction to look at Oara, "You... make yourself useful. Sabeth hit you? Get up and hit her back. Spank her ass. Hard."

Oara blinked, shocked at the sudden command but stammered, "Y... yeeees Master!" She stood, still hearing the gluck-gluck-gluck noises Sabeth was making as she was throat raped. She moved around to look at Sabeth's ass, her tail lashing in pain. Leaning down she could see her rocking on the metal bar, and the view from behind made her quiver inside, seeing the bottom of Sabeth's cunny rubbing and rocking on the hard steel bar. She groaned, wanting to touch herself so bad. But she was going to touch Sabeth instead, and that might be even better! She held out her hand, not sure how to do this and gave Sabeth's rump a swat. It was more like a dull thud. She tried a few more times, not getting that smacking sound she heard (and felt!) when the dragon was spanking.

Rahmor snorted, "You are pulling your blows, slave. When you hit her, swing your hand like you are going to go THROUGH her ass. Faster too, you want speed more than force."

Oara nodded and tried again, this time getting a bit of a smacking sound in. Did Sabeth groan from the hit? She couldn't tell, the mare was making so much moaning and grunting and choking sounds. She swung again, and again... getting better with practice. Her hand was starting to hurt and ache but she didn't care. She was spanking her! Really doing it! She wondered how she could have lived for so long without knowing this side of her. Flashes of her former life came to her, little things she did or saw. It was easy to look back on her life and see her desires trying to emerge. What did it say about her that it took watching a unicorn undergo severe cunt torture to bring it to the surface? What did it say that she even HAD such feelings in the first place? Her head swam as she smacked and spanked, beating Sabeth's ass until she could SEE the redness through the white fur. Then she jumped back as the dragon ROARED at her!

Rahmor shuddered in orgasm, pumping load after load of cum down Sabeth's throat, forcing her to swallow or drown in it. He pumped his hips, fucking her muzzle as he climaxed, ahhhhing loudly as it receded and he pulled out, leaving Sabeth's lips and nose soaked in wet, sticky cum. He used her mane to wipe his cock clean and stepped back, his prick throbbing slowly. He looked at the startled Oara and said, "Watching you made me realize something interesting..."

Oara flushed and trembled. Did he know? Does he see my secret? She waited for the revelation that would make her an instant outcast, hated. Maybe pitied for her corrupted desires.

Rahmor said, "I really enjoyed watching a unicorn punish her own kind. That was much more fun than I had imagined." He said, "Come! Leave the bitch to suffer a while."

Oara let out a relieved breath. He didn't know. He wasn't going to tell them all what a bad girl she was! She followed behind the dragon, wondering what he DID have in mind.

Rahmor picked a unicorn at random, "You! Come here. Stand in front of Oara."

Oara was surprised he knew her name. He heard him using the names of others before. Did he know all of them? She remembered the long and detailed interrogations she had gone through right after capture. How much did he know about all of them? Did he get a report on his purchase? She shook her head to clear her thoughts and stared at the unicorn in front of her.

Rahmor said, "Lets play a game, Oara. Whatever I do to you, you do to HER. Just as you are my slave, she is now yours."

Oara felt a hot flush run through her body. Yours! A slave of her own? She found that she liked that idea as much as it repulsed her. She was both sad and glad that the arrangement was just for this game, and not permanent. It made her cunny twitch to even think about it. She looked at the unicorn in front of her. Her name was Beldra. She was a unicorn, not an object. It ashamed her to have to remind herself of that. But her excitement wasn't diminished in the least by her shame.

Rahmor said, "If you are thinking about refusing to hit another unicorn, I don't just punish YOU for your disobedience. I'll beat every one of them in your place. Do you understand, slave? You WILL do to her everything I want, or they all will suffer."

Oara said nervously, "Yes Master. I will." She wasn't sure how she should feel. She was afraid of what he was going to do to her, but excited that she would get to do it to someone else! She braced herself, trembling.

Rahmor murrred at the look of the unicorn before him. He could see the desire and fear waring with each other in her expression, posture and every sense he had. She even smelled of fear, and of course, her wet sex. He pondered his options, then lifted a hand and slapped Oara on her breasts, hitting each firmly and sending them swinging from the blow.

Oara grunted with the hits, feeling her breasts burn with hot fire from the slaps. She hesitated, but did the same, slapping her unicorn but not quite as hard from the sound.

Rahmor said, "Hit where I hit and as HARD as I hit, slave. Again!"

Oara looked into the eyes of Beldra in front of her and flushed. She mouthed, "Sorry" to her and hit her again, harder. This time the sound was much closer to what her Master had managed.

Beldra trembled, hurt not just from the slaps to her tits, but because Oara was actually hitting her. It wasn't right to make either of them do this, and she hated the dragon for his stupid game. She supposed Oara didn't have a choice, but that didn't matter. It was still wrong, and it still hurt!

Rahmor rumbled, "Better." He slapped Oara in the face.

Oara owed at the feel. It was something she had endured what seemed like hundreds of times during her training sessions. She rubbed at her cheek, then turned to Beldra and hit her in the side of her muzzle. It hurt her hand more than the spank or tit smacks! She rubbed at her fingers and wondered if Master's hand hurt after slapping them all so much. Then she yelled as her nipples were punched and twisted. She ahhhed and gasped, quivering from it. She wasn't sure she liked this game... but... it was her turn now and she reached eagerly for Beldra's, clamping her tender nubs in her fingers and gave them a good hard pinch.

Beldra howled and squirmed at the brutal pinch, her nipples savaged by her herd-mate. Tears leaked from her eyes as the pressure finally eased, "Ohh... ow... ow ow ow!"

Oara blinked at the reaction. She didn't think she had pinched THAT hard. She hoped she wasn't making her Master angry... not hitting hard enough and now being too rough? But when she looked he was grinning widely, clearly pleased. She inched back as he continued to grin even wider, all his teeth showing. Then he was on her, jaws biting at the side of her neck, drawing blood! She groaned and shuddered in his grasp, some deep instinct kicking in as she felt a predator at her throat, her life forfeit. She staggered as he released her, a wetness on the side of her neck, the pain sharp from the biting fangs, wanting to curl up into a little ball and whimper. She thought she felt tiny and helpless before, but being bitten like that... it made her realize that the dragon didn't simply have size and strength on his side, but he was a predator, and they were his prey.

Rahmor licked bloody teeth, "Your turn, slave..."

Oara turned to face Beldra who was looking at her in fear and horror. Oara winced as she moved, her neck painful... but she nuzzled into the side of Beldra's neck, and bit. She heard Beldra yell and cry out, but when she pulled back there was no blood.

Rahmor chuckled, "Bite harder, slave."

Beldra whined as she felt Oara's teeth find her flesh, then cried out as they bit harder. She struggled but furry hands grabbed he arms from behind and held her in place, helpless as she felt her neck bitten and chewed on.

Oara tried to bite harder, but the feel of living flesh in her mouth was too hard a taboo to overcome the resistance of her blunt teeth. They were made for tearing at plants and grinding, not piercing. She shivered as a blue-scaled hand wrapped around her snout and pressed, forcing her to bite down harder and harder, feeling like her nose and jaw were being crushed in the grip of the dragon!

Beldra screamed at the terrible pressure of Oara's blunt teeth pressing down against her neck, the soft flesh tender but flexible, resisting the teeth bearing down on it. She ahhhed as the pressure increased more and more.

Oara ahhhed into Beldra's neck at the crushing grip of the dragon on her snout, gritting her teeth at the pain. The extra force was finally enough for bite into the unicorns neck and hot blood flowed onto her tongue. Blood. She wasn't sure what to think of it, the taste was so strange and unlike anything she had ever had before. She was a herbivore, she ate plants, not animals. She opened her eyes to see Nella staring at her, the cat holding Beldra for her. Oara shuddered... was this how Rahmor felt? Having someone at his mercy like this? It made her tingle all over to think about it, her excitement warring with her empathy.

Rahmor's other hand moved to Oara's ass, grabbing it hard and digging his claws into her furry rump as he squeezed.

Oara groaned at the sharp claws at her ass, still feeling the blood trickle over her tongue.

Rahmor knew he had this unicorn's measure now. She was a sadist. Not a proper one of course, being just a mare and not a dragon, but she did have a desire to hurt others. He knew just how to handle her. Pain for pain. Make her suffer, and let her do it to others as a reward. He would slowly train her to enjoy being hurt just as much as she enjoyed dishing it out. The pain he gave her at first would help make it easier for her... make her feel like she was paying a price and being punished. That combined with making sure she knew he was forcing her to do these terrible things would get her used to the idea, and eventually she wouldn't need prodding or force, but would happily torture her own kind for her pleasure, and her Master's rewards. He will break her so gently she will never even realize what has happened to her. He let go of her muzzle, sliding his hand down her belly to caress her sex, fucking her clit with a finger.

Oara moaned into the unicorns neck, shuddering at the rough treatment of her sex, but wanting it at the same time. Her hips moved of their own accord, wanting to fuck the digit, wondering what the dragons cock would feel like in her.

Rahmor said, "Oh yes... I like this a LOT." He slid his finger deep into her tender unicorn sex. He announced loudly, "Oara... you will spank, torture and abuse your sisters for my amusement. I'll expect you to practice every day. Nella? Make sure she spends some time hurting a slave mare every day. Give her some advice if she can't think of any good ideas."

Nella nodded, "Yes Master! Which mare shall she use?" She could think of one, but Master said slaves, so that left out Tamira.

Rahmor hmmed, "Make that TWO mares. She will use Sabeth, plus one other of her choosing." His finger curved, pressing his talon into Oara's sex, "You feel my claws in your cunt, slave? Obey me or I'll do the torturing instead... on all of them. Do you understand, slave?"

Oara nodded, making Beldra yell as Oara's teeth were still sunk into the poor girls neck. She was filled with a mixture of fear and pleasure, of submission and dominance. She quivered and trembled with the finger in her sex and the rough, controlling hand on her ass. She had to release Beldra's neck to answer, "Yes Master." She looked out at some of the other mares, not wanting them to hate her, or suspect her secrets. She said, "I won't make you hurt them."

Rahmor nodded, "Good. See that you don't. Tomorrow I'll bring you to my dungeon for more training. I want you skilled with a whip, and that takes practice. Make sure you practice your spanking in the meantime, slave."

Oara said, "Yes Master." She hung her head, trying to look miserable even as she fought the urge to hump at the dragon finger playing inside her. She gasped as the dragon pulled out, and smacked her ass, making her jump. She stood there, quivering as the dragon left her.

Rahmor smirked at Sabeth, still struggling on the horse. He knew just who to use for Oara's training. There was no other choice, really. She certainly needed it more than any of the others, and he knew he could easily manipulate her into angering Oara, which will make it easier for the budding sadist to enjoy her lessons. He watched the braided mare struggle for a bit, and decided he wanted her somewhat fresh to be used as tomorrow's lesson object. He waved a hand at Sabeth, "Get her down."

Oara panted as the dragon left them alone once more. She still had the taste of Beldra's blood on her tongue. "Beldra... I'm SO sorry... I didn't want to..." she said. She was only half lying. She didn't want to hurt Beldra. Not specifically. But she DID want to cause pain.

Beldra looked at Oara with a hurt expression on her face, then turned away, helped by several other concerned mares. "It hurts..." she whined. The slaps and pinches and that awful bite. Her neck was throbbing in pain, the side a massive bruise from the force required. Luckily it wasn't bleeding any more, but would hurt bad for a day or even more while it healed from the crushing and the bite. She groaned, her neck already stiff and cramping up.

Oara let out a pained whimper and stepped back until her back was to the rough stone wall of the cave, sliding down to sit heavily. She didn't want to be an outcast! She was FORCED to do those things. It wasn't her fault if... if she liked it. She looked up as a mare knelt down beside her.

Telly winced as she saw the wounds on Oara's neck from the dragon bite. They were worse than Beldra's, but like hers had stopped bleeding. She reached out to comfort the poor thing. She said, "Can I get anything to help with your neck, or anything else?"

Oara smiled at Telly. The poor girl had a huge belly now, and she was still more worried about everyone else. She crossed her name off the list of who she would pick to torture. That left a lot... and she didn't know who she was going to pick. Whoever she chose would hate her!

Telly said, "I'm glad you did it."

Surprised, Oara said, "You are?"

Telly nodded, "He would have punished us all. It was obey or make us all suffer." She looked down, "And he IS our Master... we have to do what he says. It's easier. Better, if we obey." Telly started to think of the white dragon that had visited and said all those terrible things, and the dreams she had of him since. She didn't like to think about it, the memories and dreams getting confused. It was much easier just to focus on obedience, on being Masters obedient slave. She would be safe here if she was a good girl. It made her feel even better seeing other mares being good. It meant they would stay here with her too. "You will do what he wants, right? Please?"

Oara nodded to the obviously distressed unicorn, "Ok... I promise... I'll do it." Saying the words send another thrill through her. She looked over to where Sabeth was now curled up on the floor, her hands between her legs. It made her own sex warm with the thought of all the things she could do to the snooty bitch. "Yes... I promise, Telly... I'll do EVERYTHING Master wants..."