Decadence, Chapter One: Arrival
#1 of Decadence
Chapter One: Arrival
The dragon's cock slipped free with a wet pop, leaving the green and yellow dragoness panting on the ground. He chuckled a bit over his latest conquest and got down on her face, "Tell anybody about this and you will be hanging by your intestines."
He zipped up his pants and walked out, leaving the dragoness to pick herself up after the brutal rape.
Tarith crawled to the wall and sat up, leaning against it heavily. She had endured a lot of rapes, and this one was no different. Her clothes were torn and she was a mess, but she knew nobody would help her. She was a beautiful dragoness, with a stunning curvaceous body, beautiful green eyes, and a pair of nice sized breasts on her chest. A down-on-her-luck dragoness just barely scraping a living. Nowadays the poor couldn't even get protection from the law. The wealthy had bought all of the protection. So with wobbly legs and the dragon's seed dripping out of her fertile womb she got the change of clothes she hid, changed, and slowly made her way back to the house she lived in.
But as Tarith was nearing her house, she thought she saw someone, a shadow in the distance.
Tarith winced as she saw it was a dragon. Anthro at that, and she thought that it was the same dragon that had raped her coming to either do it again, or kill her.
"Miss? Miss? are you okay miss? What happened to you? You were raped?"
the voice was male, but it was worried. Worried about Tarith.
The dragon was a 17 year old dragon named Koruak. He had been living on the streets since birth; his parents were as the people called them, 'street dogs' fighting their way through life.
But they died three years after he was born. He didn't like telling their story.
Tarith turned and saw the child looking worried at her. She smiled a bit and said, "Walk with me. We will talk when we get to my house, if you could call it that."
She extended her arm out in a friendly gesture, hoping to see the younger dragon walk with her. She never had anybody at her house before.
But the dragon flinched at the offer, and Tarith's hand.
"Uh; I- uh, I can't. I'm not allowed in anybody's house. The law says that any homeless and street person is unallowed to be in somebody's house except what very little they are allowed to scrap together. I heard that you were raped for helping the last person. I don't dare have that pain put upon you again. And I hear that much worse happens to the one who was being helped. I hear they are tortured, raped, and worse."
He truly was scared about the corrupt law system that had made these rules.
Tarith shook her head, "Nonsense young dragon. That law is meant for the wealthy. Besides, I'm not much better off than you. The house was abandoned by its original owners. It's small and not anywhere near the standards of most, but it keeps me dry. Now come on. Talking about what happened in the street is a good way to get yourself killed."
Koruak looked at Tarith and nodded, his eyes trying to stay focused on Tarith. His clothes were torn just like Tarith's and he actually stank of male.
"If I stink, it is because, I myself, have been raped before. Since I was a newborn hatchling matter of fact. But one thing that hurts the most is when they either grab me there and hold tight to prevent my cum, or they put some sort of ring there that stops me from doing that and then they keep going and playing and toying with me. I have even had one dragoness, a feral one believe it or not, tie me up and tease me for three weeks before she put the ring on me and left me there. And I have had that ring on ever since. I have tried numerous ways to get it off, but to no avail. And I am too shy to ask for help. That's why I try to help people."
Then he started to follow Tarith to her 'house'.
Tarith nodded, "I understand. For us, no law exists. If we can't buy our protection, we don't get it."
She walked to her "house", a small little one bedroom no bathroom shack that was slowly coming apart. It had crude rebuilds done to it, Tarith's efforts to keep it standing. Normally she wouldn't be allowed to own a house, but given the sad state of this one, she was allowed to have it. She opened the door and stepped inside, inviting Koruak inside.
Koruak went inside and looked at the roof and the house and stuff.
"Wow; not much, but given the fact my house is a measly cardboard box, I'd say this is a huge improvement. Well, uh, may I ask your name?" he said.
"My name's Koruak."
Tarith closed the door and replied, "My name is Tarith. Nice to meet you Koruak. The house isn't much, just basically a bigger box, but it is home. Now Koruak, I will let you get settled in before I tell you what happened to me."
Koruak removed his shirt, rather dirty too, and put it on a space in the roof and then welded it to the roof; closing one of the large gaps in the sheet metal roof that was just above Tarith's bed.
"I know it wasn't much to give; but, uh, I hope it helps." Koruak said, blushing slightly now that he was bare-chested.
Tarith nodded in thanks and tossed him another, slightly less dirty shirt.
"You can borrow one of mine. It's just a regular shirt."
She sat cross-legged on her bed, which was nothing more than old blankets, towels, rags, and old clothes that others threw away.
"You were right Koruak, I was raped. It's not the first time. Like you, I have been raped since a young age. My parents were powerful and I was set for a life in among the wealthy. My father was in the military and my mother was a PeaceKeeper, the best honor for anyone. But someone corrupt saw them as too dangerous. They weren't on his side, or anyone's. they were pure. This corrupt dragon had them murdered, and set me up for it. He paid the cops to forge evidence that I killed them. But thanks to my age, I wasn't killed. I was just cast out and left in the streets. People say that it was power, others say another female was jealous of my beauty, but regardless, I am now no better than you and probably never will be either."
Koruak looked down and said; "My father was a powerful one too; so was my mother. She was a PeaceKeeper too; but they turned corrupt themselves. When I was three; they were planning on killing me; but instead chased me out; and then they were murdered right afterwards; as they ran me out. But I ran into the arms of another male; and then all three of us were raped. They took me to a secret compound where children were passed around like sluts. Two years; for two years I was nothing but a sex toy. I barely escaped with my life; and I found a living on my own. Nobody has given me any special treatment, and I managed to escape rape for a long time until just half an hour before I met you. And from the smell; he was the same male who raped you."
Tarith nodded, "That dragon rapes anyone he can. I'm sorry about your past Koruak. It sounds like you and I had a rough life. May I ask who your parent's names were? I am curious as to whom they were. I might know a few things about them."
She still had an ear in the PeaceKeepers, since a friend of her mother's kept her updated from time to time. The dragoness was nice, and she always had reliable information.
Koruak looked at her and said; "Why do you really want to know? I hated my parents anyway. They chased me out and then, even as they were being raped, they tried to kill me. I don't want to know anything about them. All I know is that they were killed right in front of me. As I said before, they were corrupt."
He looked down at the floor in anger and sadness; trying not to lose his temper. Bad things happened when he really lost it. Things would float in the air and do weird stuff.
He thought it was him who did that.
"And please don't press me about them; it only makes me that much more upset."
Koruak turned his head away and sniffled slightly. The memories of his parents was too much.
Tarith replied; "I wanted to know their names because I might know them. I won't ask you for anything else. But can you give me the names?"
She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, giving him and understanding look. She would not ask him anything more about his parents. All she needed were the names and then she could do the rest on her own.
Koruak sighed deeply and then inhaled deeply, trying to keep himself calm as he grunted the words; "Sharon, my mother, and Kriyo, my father. But I think he survived."
Then he thought about it and said; "It was only my mother who was trying to get to me to kill me, it was my father who was trying to save me. And I think they let him go. And, uh; Tarith: how old did you say you were? thirteen?"
Tarith froze, "K-Kriyo? Did you say that Kriyo was your father?"
She couldn't believe it, but she had to be absolutely sure.
Koruak nodded and said; "Yes. Kriyo was my father. I have gold and blue scales like he did. I am cautious and I try to be helpful. Is something wrong with having such a wonderful father as Kriyo? He fathered me, and he used to be a Shadow Tormentor. But then he changed."
Tarith sighed, "Koruak, Kriyo... is my father too. He sired me with Tarina, my mother. I can't believe it. We had the same father!"