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With a click, Jennifer hung up the phone, ending a call she had been dreading for weeks. That the call would be received had been inevitable, but she had still hoped it could be delayed as long as possible. Sighing, she went to find Storm, bitterly regretting the ordeal her slave would face the following day.

Sitting the dragoness down in her private study, the vixen sat watching her for a while, debating the best way to broach the subject of her phone call.

Storm sat in growing confusion as her owner simply looked at her. "What's wrong, Jen?" she asked.

Jennifer bit her lip. "It's about Lily" she said. The dragoness froze at the sound of her previous owner's name. Jennifer hated even having to mention the tigress who had caused Storm so much pain and fear, but there was no way around it. "She's been on trial for abusing you, and they've reached a verdict. She's a member of the Privileged, so the law requires that, as her victim, you be present in the court when the verdict and any punishment are announced."

Storm sat mutely for a long while. "I didn't know she was being prosecuted" she eventually whispered.

"I decided telling you would have brought back too many bad experiences. I was hoping the trial would continue long enough for the pain to be less... immediate."

The dragoness frowned. "Didn't they need my testimony or anything?" she asked.

Jennifer closed her eyes; she had been hoping Storm wouldn't ask that question. "No, they didn't need you. They... they found evidence." She opened her eyes again and looked at her slave. There was a question written on the dragoness's face that she was clearly too afraid to ask, and the vixen was reluctant to answer. "They found..." She took a deep breath. "They found videos, Storm" she admitted. "A lot of videos."

Jennifer watched as horror flashed through Storm's eyes. But just as she was about to go to the dragoness's side and hold her, her slave took a deep breath and looked up at her calmly. The vixen was once again impressed with how far Storm had come since she had been rescued from Lily's abuse.

"When is the hearing?" Storm asked, her voice trembling despite her attempt to appear calm.

"Tomorrow" Jennifer replied.

Storm swallowed nervously. "And I have to be there? There's no way...?"

The vixen shook her head. "I wish you didn't have to, Storm; I wish you never had to even hear her name again. But there's no way out of it: you have to be there."

Storm was silent for a long while. "What will happen to her?" the dragoness asked quietly.

"For crimes of this magnitude, when she's found guilty, she'll be stripped of her status as Privileged, and her assets will be seized and passed to her victim. She'll either be sold into slavery or sent to prison for life. The authorities take a very hard line on the abuse of slaves, especially ones as young as you were when she... acquired you."

"What if she's found innocent?" Storm whispered.

"She won't be" Jennifer quickly assured her.

"But what if she is? C-could she ask for me back?"

Jennifer hesitated for barely a second, but it was enough to send fear spiking through Storm's expression. No, more than fear: complete and abject terror. Quickly, the vixen sat beside the dragoness and held her close. "It won't happen, Storm!" she said vehemently.

"But it could!?"

Jennifer sighed. "If the slave of a member of the Privileged falsely accuses another Privileged of a crime, then the accused can ask to become their owner, yes." Storm let out a near-incoherent whimper. The vixen took her slave's face in her hands and stared deep into her terrified eyes. "It won't happen. She will be found guilty. And I would surrender my entire fortune - I would sell myself into slavery - before I ever let her get her hands on you again. Beyond that, there isn't a single dragon in this city that would tolerate her owning you for a second!" Jennifer stopped there, but she suspected that, should the unthinkable happen and the tigress escape punishment, she would suffer a mysterious accident inside of a day. The only question would be which of the city's magic-wielding dragons got to her first.

Her fervent assurances did little to console the petrified dragoness. Instead, Jennifer found herself spending the next few hours explaining what would happen in the courtroom the following day, and what would be required of her. Talk of procedure and correct forms of address gave Storm something concrete to focus on, and when they had finished, the dragoness had gone from complete terror to merely very nervous.

***

"Will the defendant please rise?"

Tali resisted the urge to boo as the tigress rose to her feet, a smug expression of superiority on her face. The skunkette was sitting in the gallery of the courtroom with Sky and Luna. In a separate enclosure directly in front of them sat Jennifer and Storm. The rest of the gallery was occupied by a large number of Privileged, as well as 'normal' members of society. Evidently, Lily's trial had been of interest to many.

Tali had also noticed a great many dragons in the gallery, who had somehow all contrived to be seated near Jennifer and her slaves. In fact, Storm's 'uncle', Max, was seated next to her, and from the expression on his face as the tigress stood, booing was the politest response the large red dragon was considering.

The judge's face was grave as he stared down at Lily from the bench. "Traditionally, this court would read out each charge and its verdict separately. However, the number of offenses with which you are accused would mean extending these proceedings for some time. The individual indictments will be entered on the record. Nevertheless..." the judge's face became yet more solemn, "it is my duty to inform you that you have been found guilty on all counts."

There was an air of triumph, tinged with relief, around the gallery. Tali saw Storm's shoulders drop as the nearly-unbearable tension she had been feeling was shattered with a single word. For her part, Lily barely reacted to the verdict.

"It is the decision of this court," the judge continued, "that your assets will be seized and used to pay reparations to your victim, and that you will be escorted from this court to be stripped of your Privileged status, after which you will be taken to prison, where you will remain until the relevant authorities deem you fit for release. Should that come to pass, you will be sold into slavery." At that, there were rumblings from the gathered dragons, unhappy the tigress might one day be released, even as a slave.

The judge turned from the defendant's box to look at Storm, the old owl's face softening as he smiled gently at her. "Would the claimant please stand?" he asked. Storm rose shakily to her feet. "The court notes that you are a slave. Is your owner present?"

Jennifer also stood, looking far more comfortable than the dragoness beneath the judge's gaze, kind as it was. "She is, My Lord Justice" she said.

The judge continued to address Storm directly. "My dear, we are still trying to establish the size of your former owner's assets." He threw a vicious glance in the tigress's direction. "It appears she tried to hide a large portion of her wealth before she was formally arrested. However, it is clear that the amount you will receive will be more than enough to qualify you as Privileged. Do you wish to lay claim to that status?"

Tali gasped as the judge finished the question, hearing matching breaths from Luna and Sky. None of them had known - even considered - that might be an option. All three of them stared at Storm.

The dragoness shook her head slightly.

"Not at this time, My Lord Justice" said Jennifer. The vixen reached out and took Storm's hand gently. "But she reserves the right to claim such at a future date." She paused for a moment. "If it pleases the court, I have already established a trust fund for Storm, and would request that any reparation she receives be deposited in the same account, to be accessible to her as she desires."

The owl smiled kindly at slave and owner. "Very well. A court official will be in contact with you to arrange the details." He looked around the room before returning his gaze to Storm. "I would like to apologise for the abuse you suffered, young dragoness. You were failed by the authorities on many occasions. I know you have not been present in court to hear the case presented; a decision I understand and agree with. Suffice to say that your former owner is not the only individual who will be imprisoned for the crimes against your person, and that several changes in slavery policy are likely to result from your mistreatment."

He smiled softly. "I can see you have improved greatly from the state presented in the evidence we have seen. I can only hope that you will continue to recover, and that, with your present owner's help, you can move past the harm that has been done to you." The judge proceeded to dismiss the court, and the gallery quickly began to empty. Only the dragons remained behind, talking quietly as they waited to talk to Jennifer and Storm.

There was a minor commotion as Lily stepped from the defendant's box and approached the enclosure where Storm was standing, talking shyly with her fellow slaves over the barrier that separated them. The guards moved to stop her, but were hesitant to intervene: technically, the tigress was a member of the Privileged until that status was removed as part of the prison procedures.

"So," the tigress said, addressing Jennifer with no trace of hostility in her voice, "you're the one that bought this... thing."

Jennifer spun to look at Lily, as did Storm, who immediately whimpered in fright and tried to hide behind the vixen.

Lily's eyes flicked to Sky, remembering. "I do hope you'll keep that vicious beast under control. Courtrooms are supposed to be for civilized people."

Jennifer's gaze was furious as she stared at the tigress. "The only 'vicious beast' in this room is you, Lily" she said.

The tigress raised a hand to her breast as she assumed a look of innocence. "Me? My dear vixen, I was simply taking advantage of my rights as one of the Privileged! This whole thing has been blown out of all proportion, and I'm sure the prison authorities will let me out soon enough."

"No one has a right to do what you did; not even the Privileged."

"No? My dear vixen, you've done it yourself! My methods are simply more thorough." She glanced at the cowering Storm. "A pity you let its colour come back: scars show up much better on pale flesh. Oh well, a few months of starvation would fix that." Her eyes returned to Jennifer's, an eyebrow raised. "I suppose you wanted a blank canvas to work with? I sympathise, though it's a shame to see all my hard work go to waste."

Jennifer's gaze was frosty. "What are you talking about? What work?" she asked, warily.

"Why, the work of moulding a slave, my dear vixen! Of destroying everything it is! Turning it into whatever we wish to make it; whatever sort of object we desire it to become for us!"

Jennifer opened her mouth to respond, but fell strangely silent.

Again Lily looked at Storm. "I was doing rather well with that... abominable object. I had it quite convinced of its own disgusting nature." She smiled. "I was rather hoping it would beg me to rid it of that obscene... thing attached to it, but it was never one for talking. A pity: I know several people that would have paid handsomely for the chance to relieve it of that vile protuberance. Of course, I would have had to have charged a few of them extra for cleaning up all the blood... Blades are so much cleaner than brute force, don't you think?"

"I think," growled Max from the gallery, "that you should be leaving. Now."

The tigress gave him a look of distaste. "More of these scaled monstrosities. How nature ever let something so freakish evolve from the primordial slime, I will never know!" She sighed, as if most put upon. "Ah, well: perhaps it's something I can consider during my brief stay with the authorities. Either way, my next project will have to be something with fur..." She waved an imperious hand at the hovering guards. "Come along, gentlemen! The little people will happily wait for Privileged like myself, but the sooner I am incarcerated, the sooner we can sort this nonsense out!" Oblivious to the murderous glares aimed at her by everyone still in the courtroom, Lily sashayed towards the exit.

As she vanished through the door, Storm burst into tears. Jennifer quickly swept her into a tight embrace. "I want to go home" the dragoness wailed softly through her sobbing.

The vixen hugged her closer. "It's ok, Storm; we'll be home in a few hours."

The dragoness just whimpered. Wrapped in Jennifer's arms, she turned to look at Sky. "Please, Sky" she murmured, "take us home." Sky glanced uncertainly at Jennifer.

"Go" said Max, still glowering at the door Lily had left through. "We'll cover for you. Get her home."

Jennifer looked puzzled for a moment, until she remembered just how quickly Max had arrived the one time he had visited her mansion, in an emergency. She turned to Sky and nodded.

Sky still looked uncertain. "I've never gone so far, or with so many people..."

"We'll feed you power" said Max, glancing around the other dragons in the room, who nodded their agreement.

Sky closed his eyes. There was a now-familiar orange glow, except this time tinged with a multitude of other hues, and then Jennifer and her slaves found themselves in the cuddle room, deep within their home.

Jennifer, surprised by the sudden relocation, let Storm slip from her embrace. The dragoness collapsed in a heap on the padded floor, sobbing even louder than before. Within moments, she was being hugged by every one of her friends, who were still in shock from the first hand experience of how truly evil Lily had been.

It took many hours for Storm to recover, though she was barely conscious of the time passing. She was only aware of three things: Sky's hand holding hers tightly; the collar that marked her as Jennifer's slave, which her other hand clung to desperately; and a legion of unbearable memories, dredged up by Lily's words.

She cried for so long, there were no more tears left in her to shed, and she just sat huddled in their awkward group embrace, shaking. All through it, the four other furs murmured encouraging words, praise, and loving comments.

Eventually, the dragoness stopped trembling and managed to catch her breath. With eyes red and puffy from so many tears, she looked around at her friends; her... family. Suddenly, she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around Jennifer and locking their lips together.

Jennifer, taken by surprise, took a moment before returning the kiss. Luna, Tali, and Sky simply watched in amazement and growing amusement as their kiss drew more and more prolonged.

Finally, Storm broke her passionate and almost frantic embrace of her owner. Her cheeks red and her markings glowing, she looked around the circle they had formed. "Please..." she whimpered, "I want you... tonight... all of you..." A trace of fear crossed her face, replaced with desperation. "Please... I-I want to feel l-loved... I need... I need to f-feel..."

Jennifer realised what the scared dragoness was asking. "You are loved, Storm" she whispered. "But, if you're sure..." Storm simply nodded. "Then tonight, we'll show you just how much we love you... how much we want you... how much we need you..." Leaning forward, the vixen pulled her slave closer and kissed her again.

Storm eagerly returned the kiss; not with the panic that had seized her and driven her almost blindly into the vixen's arms a moment before, but with the weight of love and passion behind it. She felt a little more of the tension within her melt away.

As Jennifer broke their kiss, she felt another set of arms slip around her, pulling her. Her gaze lingering on the vixen's warm smile, Storm had only a glimpse of grey fur and blue hair as Luna drew her in to claim her own kiss. The wolfess was a little more forceful than Jennifer had been, though no less comforting or loving as their lips locked together.

Then, suddenly, she was pulled away again, black and white filling her vision as Tali claimed her lips, giving the dragoness barely enough time to catch her breath. She could feel the skunkette smile as her tongue teased Storm's own.

Again, she was pulled from that loving embrace, into one now well-known to her. Sky's kiss was not the heated, lust-filled clinch they had shared so often, but the gentler, comforting caresses he gave her were just as familiar, and for the moment, all the more welcome.

For more than an hour, Storm was gently passed from one to another, a succession of lips claiming hers. When lips were wrenchingly absent, there were hands to hold, or to caress her softly. Not for one moment was there a trace of lust or desire in those kisses. Instead, they were filled with love, understanding, and reassurance; simply the extension of the enfolding, warm embrace they had fallen into hours before.

Through some unspoken agreement, the chain of lips waiting to lock with the dragoness came to an end. Storm opened her eyes, having not even realised they were closed, and found tears running down her cheeks once more; not from the fear and pain of earlier, but from the overwhelming love and emotion in which she had been enveloped.

Jennifer smiled softly at her. "Feeling better?" she asked.

Storm blinked a few times. She had been so deeply immersed in everyone's affection that she had forgotten what had triggered the outpouring... which was exactly what they had intended. She blushed slightly as she smiled at the others. "Much better, thank you" she replied.

There was no trace of suggestion in the gaze of Jennifer, or of Storm's fellow slaves, but the air seemed alive with anticipation and possibility. The dragoness knew that should she wish to have dinner, go for a walk, or simply sleep, there would be no hint of disappointment from any of the mansion's residents. If she wanted to take Sky to her room and have her fellow dragon provide more intimate forms of comfort, no one would object.

And yet... that wasn't what she wanted.

When she had thrown herself at Jennifer earlier, it had been from a desire - a need - to feel the love and affection of those around her. The epic kissing session they had just shared had certainly met that need, but now that it had ended, she was feeling... frustrated. She wanted to plunge back into the pool of their comforting embrace, not just paddle at the shallow end.

But that would mean showing them...

Storm closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Since their first time together, Sky had left her in no doubt that he found nothing wrong with her being a herm; in fact, he had demonstrated, frequently and pleasurably, that he found everything right about it. And yet, the idea of revealing her... difference... to the other members of the household still filled her with anxiety.

Unbidden, Lily's words in the courtroom flashed through her mind. 'I was rather hoping it would beg me to rid it of that obscene... thing attached to it.' Storm blinked. Why hadn't she? In all the years of abuse, the tigress had made her hatred of the dragoness's nature abundantly - painfully - clear. Her mind had buried itself deep within her consciousness, desperate to escape the agony and torment of her existence, but she had still been there, able to influence the blank, tortured persona that had taken her place in the outside world. If her dragonhood was the true cause of all that anguish, why hadn't she asked for it to be removed?

Was it because she had known that it would not have stopped Lily's persecution; would probably have increased it?

...Or was it because it would have been like asking someone to cut off her arm, or leg, or wing... Cut off a part of her?

Storm realised she didn't know. But in that very uncertainty she saw a glimmer of hope, and that made her next actions all the more certain.

The dragoness smiled at Jennifer as she reached up and started unbuttoning the grey blouse she had worn to the hearing; the blouse Jennifer had bought her on a very eventful shopping trip a few months earlier. She could feel the same confidence she had discovered within herself on that occasion welling within her now, but this time the desperate urge to throw up was absent.

Luna reached out and touched her shoulder, giving her a concerned look. "You don't have to do this, Storm" she whispered.

She smiled at her worried friend. "No" she said, with a fire igniting in her eyes. "I don't." She continued to unbutton her blouse, her yellow eyes not leaving the wolfess's ice-blue regard. She saw the anxiety there fade, replaced with the light of desire as a gentle smirk played across Luna's muzzle. The wolfess, too, began to remove her clothing. Taking the hint, the others began their own fumbling with fasteners.

This was not the first time she had seen the others strip, nor they her: the strip poker game they had indulged in weeks before had become a regular feature of their evenings, and while she had not lost again since her first defeat to Luna, she'd had more than a few close calls. The ritual spankings the losers received had been somewhat more intense than the gentle approach Luna had taken with her, and once or twice had almost awakened unpleasant memories, but the empathic sense her magic gifted her with had assured her that despite their complaints, the 'victims' were enjoying every minute of it.

She had taken secret delight in seeing Jennifer across Tali's lap, watching the confident and composed vixen howling and kicking her legs. And her glee had been somewhat less than secret when she had defeated Sky, claiming a pair of her panties back from him; to the dragon's horror, getting him to cross-dress had also become a regular feature of poker nights. She had forgone the spanking on that occasion, to the disappointment of the other girls, but had definitely enjoyed their night together, claiming every ounce of pleasure she could.

Storm could feel her dragonhood beginning to swell in its protective slit at that memory, and it grew more as she realised that after tonight, the unspoken agreement that protected her during the games might be dissolved, leaving her open to lewd dares with anyone and everyone, and ultimately to be defeated; 'doomed' to spend the night with one of the others.

She blinked, realising that during her day-dreaming the others had completely disrobed, and she was left wearing just her panties; the very same pair Sky had been wearing when she beat him at poker. The signs of desire were more than visible on her friends as she stood up. Sky was almost fully erect, and there were traces of dampness on the girls' nether regions as everyone looked up at her; not expectantly, but with encouragement.

Taking a deep breath, the dragoness hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began to slowly lower them. Reflexively, her tail curled between her legs to shield her from view. She decided to leave it there as her last remaining item of clothing fell to her feet. With a mischievous grin, she flicked it at Sky with her toe, the sheer fabric landing on the tip of his dragonhood. For some reason, the sight of her panties dangling from her lover's shaft was rather arousing to Storm, and she felt her own member grow further engorged behind the protective width of her tail. Along with the others, she laughed as a blushing Sky disentangled the undergarment from his length.

Storm's breath caught as Sky looked up at her. The encouragement and comfort was still present in his orange gaze, but beneath it there was the lust and desire that appeared whenever they fucked. That passionate regard was enough to excite her dragonhood to full mast as she reluctantly broke their mutual stare and turned to the others. She took more deep breaths as she spread her arms and legs wide, her wings unfurling behind her. She stretched out, opening herself - exposing herself - as completely as she could. With a final gulp of air, she lowered her tail.

"Oh my god!"

For a brief instant, Storm was petrified at the thought that Tali had cried out in revulsion, but the look of wonder, delight, and pure lust on the skunkette's face dispelled any concern.

"You said you were bigger than Sky, but you never told us you were this big!" Tali continued, her ravenous gaze locked on Storm's ten inch length. Abruptly, she looked up at the dragoness, seemingly afraid she had said the wrong thing.

"I take it that's a complement?" asked the smiling dragoness.

Tali just nodded as she blushed, then reddened further as she glanced sheepishly at Sky. "You've got a very nice cock, too" she said, trying to sound reassuring, but her gaze flew back to the white length before her. "...It's just... wow."

As Storm sat down on the padded floor, Sky moved to kneel behind her. He straddled her tail and pulled her close, so her body rested against his. It was a familiar position for them, allowing him to play with her dragonhood, while the presence of his own erect member trapped between them assured her just how arousing he found her. She felt a tingle up her spine as she realised that tonight, it might not just be his hand wrapped around her shaft.

Jennifer moved to Storm's right, kneeling beside her as Sky was behind. The vixen leaned closer, and Storm eagerly accepted her owner's kiss. As their lips met and tongues tangled, she felt Jennifer slip her arms around her own limb. As her embrace tightened, Storm felt her arm come to rest between the vixen's breasts. Her fingers twitched and she gasped as she realised her hand was mere inches from the vixen's treasure. She made no move to reach for it, but she could feel the heat emanating from between Jennifer's thighs.

As the vixen broke their kiss, Storm saw an impish light in her eyes. It was clear what Jennifer wanted her to do, but she was leaving the final decision to Storm alone.

That decision was made all the more complicated, and yet so much easier, when Luna settled at her left and mirrored Jennifer. She greedily pulled Storm into a kiss, her arms snaking to trap the dragoness's hand close to her burning treasure. To Storm, it seemed as if the two dominant women were playing a game, with her as the unwitting ball. They bounced her back and forth, from lips to lips, kiss to kiss, waiting to see who she would give in to first.

She whimpered as Sky added his own touch to the game, nibbling delicately at the back of her neck and covering her scales with kisses. She barely noticed as he coaxed her upwards. From the piles of pillows, Tali fetched bolsters that would allow the assorted horny furs to stay upright on their knees as long as they wanted. Both Jennifer and Luna took advantage of the shift to snuggle closer still to her heated body. But amidst the increased attention and temptation offered by her three companions, it was the fourth that ended their game.

Storm cried out as a kiss was planted firmly on her nether lips, the unexpected touch sending bolts of lightning streaking up both her scales and her spine. Seemingly in response to that electricity, her hands twitched, crossing the distance to both Luna and Jennifer at the same time. Both girls gasped and shuddered as the dragoness's fingers made contact with their own slippery, dripping treasures.

Oblivious to the actions of her hands, Storm stared down at Tali. The almost wicked look in her green eyes as she gazed back up at the helpless dragoness was enough to cause Storm to moan. With that vocalisation, her fingers caressed the soft, wet folds they touched, causing dual sighs, and prompting Tali to deliver more kisses to the dragoness's now-aching treasure.

Gradually, Storm came to understand the game the skunkette was playing: the more she pleasured Jennifer and Luna, the more Tali would return the favour. She almost swore at the deviousness of her predicament: free to proceed as fast or as slow as she wished, but with her own ecstasy now inextricably linked to that of the two furs beside her.

She heard Sky chuckle softly as he continued to kiss the nape of her neck. Evidently he, too, understood Tali's scheme. She felt his arms snake around her body, his hands moving to cup her breasts gently. The dragoness cried out as she realised he was planning to add his own caresses to Tali's promised rewards.

Surrendering willingly to the inevitability of her situation, Storm began to stroke and fondle the twin treasures, her ministrations rewarded with licks and nibbles from Tali as Sky's hands wandered over her mounds, his fingers brushing at the now rock-hard tips.

She was not unused to the feel of female flesh, having spent long hours exploring her own cunny, both alone and under Sky's expert tuition. However, even with Tali's teasing lips, the disconnection between her fingers and her own pleasure felt strange. The moans and gasps her efforts produced told her that her touch was appreciated, but it still felt slightly weird to be caressing another woman.

With a delighted shiver, she realised it was no different to the many times she had gripped Sky's shaft, intending to bring him pleasure. For a brief moment, she understood why Jennifer and her slaves found the idea of a herm so intoxicating

And for one short, eye-opening, life-changing instant, she was truly, honestly glad to be one.

Her mind reeling from the revelation, Storm glanced down at Tali, just in time to see a bead of precum drip from her glistening, aching member and land right between the skunkette's eyes. She watched as Tali went almost cross-eyed trying to see what had fallen on her, and when she realised, the lustful, devilish glow in her eyes grew a thousand-fold. The skunkette's gaze lifted to the shaft hovering above her, and slowly, delicately, she lapped at the trail of precum snaking gradually down its length.

Storm almost passed out. She had felt lips and tongues and teeth... sharp, pointed, tearing teeth... on her member before, but since her 'rebirth', the only contact had been her or Sky's hands. Her fellow dragon had offered several times, but she had deflected each advance, guiding his tongue to her feminine half instead. This touch, unasked for but no longer unwanted, was nearly enough to overwhelm her senses. Nearly.

Instead, Tali's soft flicks made her cry out as her fingers dove deep into Jennifer and Luna's dripping folds. Both women squirmed and moaned as the dragoness explored every sensitive inch of their treasures. Her questing fingertips soon found the rough patches they were seeking, and began assaulting them vigorously.

Storm's fevered, almost frantic actions did not go unnoticed. Sky's hands massaged her breasts, his fingers pulling softly at her nipples. Tali's tongue was busy with her dragonhood, but a pair of digits soon made their presence felt as they slipped within her dripping folds. The addition of a thumb stroking gently at her clit sent the dragoness into wails of desire as the increased sensation pushed her ever closer to climax.

And yet, it was the smallest thing that finally drove her over the edge.

Splashing on the scales of her back, she felt Sky cum. His member had been trapped between them, and her writhing and squirming had triggered his climax. It was not the torrent of thick dragon seed that she knew his length could produce, but it was cum nonetheless. The idea that her first true lover - her first love - had been so turned on by watching their owner and fellow slaves receive pleasure from her, and return that pleasure in kind... That the scene being played out had been so erotic to him, he had cum simply from rubbing against her back...

Storm screamed as she came, her treasure clamping down on Tali's fingers and her own driving hard into her lovers' g-spots, triggering their own twin climaxes. Her dragonhood twitched, shooting forth strands of seed; not a true male climax, but enough to shower Tali's face and muzzle with a few thick, white ropes. Unnoticed until now, the skunkette's free hand had been buried in her own snatch, and the unexpected facial was enough to set off her own orgasm.

The mutual climax did not last long; Storm was too focused on the new sensations Tali was delivering to prolong Jennifer or Luna's delight, and Tali was still playing her game, rewarding the dragoness only for what she did to the others. As the skunkette's tongue and finger fell cruelly still, the dragoness glanced down at her wonderful tormentor.

"Oh god..." Storm moaned, the sight of her seed plastered over Tali's muzzle sending lustful, erotic thoughts flashing through her mind. Her fingers would have continued their probing, desperate to draw more effort from the skunkette, but the two women grasping her arms suddenly let go, leaving her supported only by Sky. Despite the warmth of the room, her limbs felt suddenly cold.

"As much as I was enjoying that," purred Jennifer, "this is supposed to be about us loving you." The vixen kneeled again, and patted her lap.

For a moment, Storm was confused, but eventually lay on the soft, padded floor, her head resting on her owner's thighs. Even with the vixen's legs closed, Storm could smell her arousal in the air.

As she lay there, she looked down the length of her body. She flinched imperceptibly at the sight of her dragonhood standing erect and proud from her body, wet trails from Tali's tongue coating it.

Despite her reaction being barely noticeable, Luna had seen it. "If you really don't want to see it right now," she said softly, "maybe we should find someone to hide it inside..."

Storm looked up at the wolfess, grateful she hadn't lectured her about accepting the presence of her shaft. Even though in all their times together Sky had never done so, she knew how hard it was for him to see her revulsion at her own body. That her other friends would be equally patient with her meant a lot. Although, there was still Luna's suggestion of how to deal with her reluctance...

Before she had a chance to offer an opinion, Sky had moved to straddle her legs. As he raised his hips, she realised his intent. "Sky..." she whispered, wide-eyed, "what are you-"

"Something I've wanted to do since our first time together, Storm" he said. "If you'll let me."

The dragoness felt nervous anticipation building within her. The evening's activities were proceeding far faster than she had thought possible. Before the extended, and thoroughly wonderful, kissing session the five had shared, she would never have believed that so soon afterwards, she would have brought both Jennifer and Luna to orgasm and shot her own load, however small, over Tali's face. For a moment she considered denying Sky; maybe things were going too fast. Maybe she should ask for more of Tali's exquisite tongue work. But the look in her love's eyes...

She knew, from murmured conversations held during their mutual afterglow, that Sky enjoyed being taken; that he loved the unique and pleasurable sensations it brought. He had told her how happy he was when the girls used one of the mansion's plethora of strap-on toys on him. After all he had done for her, could she deny him the pleasure he sought?

A thought ran through her head, and she giggled. In a house full of women, all Sky would have experienced was toys and his own tail. Technically, she would be taking his virginity. She giggled louder, to puzzled looks from the others. "You want me to pop your cherry?" she asked, her giggling taking on a more lustful edge.

Sky's orange eyes went wide as he gazed down at her, following her train of thought. "Oh, gods, yes!" he breathed. "Please, Storm!" His dragonhood twitched with anticipation, a bead of precum forming at the tip.

Storm bit her lip, feeling a ball of desire growing within her. Not just desire, but love. She would be his first, just as he was hers. She had lost both her virginity and her innocence long before they had ever met, but to her, those violations and the flesh that had performed them were as lifeless as the toys that had been used on Sky, even if those were wielded in love, instead of hatred and disgust. He had been the first to take her with kindness; the first to consider her pleasure, even putting it before his own. She could be that for him. The first living, throbbing, burning shaft he felt.

"..."

The utterance Storm gave was incomprehensible to anyone but her and Sky; part of the draconic knowledge they both shared through their magic. Many times they had fallen into using that ancient tongue, both in moments of passion and moments of affection. This particular expression was both: conveying a burning, irresistible desire born of undeniable, unbreakable love.

As she cried out to Sky, Storm's hips bucked upwards, almost of their own accord, the glistening tip of her dragonhood nudging the base of his tail. That thrust and her declaration were all the encouragement the dragon needed. He reached down and gently grasped her erect length. Despite being more than familiar with his touch, she whimpered as his hand gripped her gently, Tali's previous ministrations having left her shaft both sensitive and needy.

Quickly, he guided her tip to the puckered scales resting beneath his tail. Storm knew from bitter, painful experience that what he was about to do was best accomplished with plenty of lubricant, but just as she opened her mouth to stop him, she felt both her member and the scales it was pressing against grow slick. 'Yet another use for magic' she thought to herself.

At that moment, any rational thinking fled for a moment, as Sky lowered himself slightly, the tip of Storm's maleness spreading his tailhole. The dragons gave twin moans as the flared head slipped past his tight ring of muscle. Storm's yellow eyes met Sky's orange hues as they stared at each other in wide-eyed delight.

"So... fucking... tight!" "So... fucking... hot!"

Storm watched as Sky sank lower on her shaft, his well-trained tailhole greedily accepting every inch of silvery-white flesh. As he descended, his moans grew both louder and higher pitched, and she knew her own cries were becoming equally heated as her length was swallowed up into that hot, tight tunnel.

The dragoness was in ecstasy as Sky's weight settled onto her hips. Feeling his warmth wrapped around her dragonhood was filling her mind with lust, but was also strangely comforting; as if a part of her that had been missing was suddenly restored.

Any chance to reflect on how she felt was stolen, however, when Sky, with a gleam in his eye, tightened his muscles. Storm shrieked as her sensitive member was suddenly engulfed in the tightest, most loving grip she could imagine. Her hips bucked involuntarily, lifting Sky as he sat astride her, and causing both dragons to cry out as they thudded back to the padded ground.

"Sky," said Jennifer softly, "I have an order for you."

The scaled pair jumped slightly as the vixen's voice broke into the world that had seemed to encompass them alone, but both were instantly attentive to their owner's command.

"I want you to ride Storm" Jennifer continued. "I want you to keep riding her until you come; no other touch to help you."

Storm felt Sky shudder with suppressed delight, and her empathic sense, always keener when it came to her lover, conveyed just how much Sky was looking forward to completing his assigned task. For her own part, she was a little nervous. She knew from whispered, post-coital confessions that Sky could indeed climax purely from being penetrated, but that it took a fair amount of time. In her own over-stimulated, needy state, would she last long enough for him to cum?

Before the dragoness could question her situation, Jennifer spoke again. "Just to make sure no wandering fingers provide any extra stimulation..." She gestured to Luna, who was holding a pair of cuffs. Deftly, the wolfess wrapped their padded rings around Sky's wrists, securing them behind him. "As for you, my lovely little dragoness," the vixen continued, smiling down at her, "I think your hands are better off occupied."

Grinning, Tali and Luna knelt beside Sky. Each took one of Storm's hands and coaxed it beneath their spread thighs. From their shared grins, both were expecting a repeat of the dragoness's earlier performance; one which she was only too happy to provide.

Storm whimpered slightly as Sky began to rise; the touch of the air on her shaft was shockingly cool compared to the warmth of the dragon's rear. She watched as inch after inch of her length was revealed. She felt the ridged tip of her dragonhood catch, at which point he began to descend again, slowly returning her member to his enveloping depths.

Sky continued this teasingly, agonizingly slow routine for quite a while, until Storm began to buck her hips in frustration, her body crying out for more stimulation. She heard a snort from Sky, and looked up as he glanced to either side, then back to her, raising an eyeridge questioningly. Storm realised this was simply a continuation from their earlier game: he would only increase his speed when she began to pleasure the two girls who had trapped her hands.

Eagerly, she began to explore, any of her earlier reluctance now vanished in a haze of sexual desire and erotic bliss. As Luna and Tali began to respond to her touch, Sky's pace increased, only driving her to further efforts.

Storm couldn't say how long she lay there, with her head resting on Jennifer's lap; the time passed in a haze of squeezing tailholes, flicking fingers and twitching treasures. Gradually, she became aware that Sky was deliberately not providing enough stimulation to let her climax, making sure she could enjoy being the centre of attention for as long as possible. She, on the other hand, had drawn multiple orgasms from both of her charges, her fingers - her arms - covered in copious amounts of their honey.

The dragoness would have been quite content to spend days in this near-orgasmic state, but as she watched Sky's face as he bounced on her length, she realised she wanted - needed to cum. Not for her own pleasure, though: she wanted to see Sky's expression as she exploded inside him. She wanted to hear him moan, as she did every time her lover's length filled her with his own seed.

Sky, too, was lost in a mist of delight, and failed to notice as Storm's hips began to buck, meeting his thrusts. As she felt a knot of bliss building within her, the dragoness's fingers darted ever harder, causing ever louder cries from the furs she pleasured.

Jennifer, who had been caressing Storm's face the whole while, evidently realised she was now seeking release, as her hands shifted from head to chest, massaging Storm's breasts and adding to the building tide of ecstasy. Storm tried not to lose herself in the waves of pleasure. She knew her climax was a few short thrusts away, and she was desperate to see Sky's face as she flooded his rear with her seed.

Finally, Storm gave herself over to the rapture she felt. With a roar, she felt her cum rush through her shaft, jetting from the tip in thick, hot ropes. She watched in delight as Sky's eyes flew open, moans and whimpers falling from his lips. This explosion of her seed was far more potent than any she had experienced before, and Storm's roars turned to wails as the pleasure continued unabated.

Dimly, Storm realised she was in trouble: Sky had been ordered to continue riding to his release, not hers, and the waves of cum filling his rear had spurred him to an unbelievable pace as he bounced on her lap. While her length was no longer putting forth the same volume as it had at the start of her climax, her magically enhanced physiology was providing more and more seed to pass through her twitching shaft into Sky's tight hole, and while she was no longer deep in the throes of her orgasm, the pleasure she was feeling was barely decreasing. She found herself wishing Sky would cum soon, simply so she could catch her breath.

As if in answer to her thoughts, Sky roared, and Storm felt a hot spray of dragon seed across her chest. Her eyes went wide as a jet reached her muzzle, the thick cream splashing on her face. Unconsciously, she opened her mouth, wanting to catch the next burst on her tongue.

Despite her attention being focused on Sky, Storm did not miss Luna and Tali's shared grin as the two dragons exploded. Both began to stroke at Sky's wings, drawing heated wails as their claws tickled his the over-sensitive membranes. With their other hands, they reached down to his dragonhood. Tali held the shaft tightly, while Luna gripped the dragon's fully-formed knot and squeezed, hard.

Storm giggled as she realised that now Sky was the victim of their magic; his body would continue to produce seed for him to shoot as long he was stimulated, and the two girls were providing all the pleasure he could take, and more. Worse, for the now over-stimulated Sky at least, his body was used to such prolonged climaxes, so he was producing far more cum than she had.

Their fellow slaves' expert manipulation meant that by the time the jets of Sky's cum had dropped to a few last dribbles, Storm's upper body was completely covered in a thick glaze of dragon seed. And not just her: Jennifer, too, had been hit by a multitude of white ropes, which clung to her fur even more than to Storm's scales.

A panting Storm gazed up at Sky. Despite the exhaustion she was feeling, all she wanted was for this night to continue. He stared into her eyes, and in the depths of his amber hues, she saw the promise that this was the least of the pleasure she would feel under the attentions of this group.

The dragoness glanced down at her lover's stomach, which seemed to be bulging from the mass of cum filling his rear; she had obviously produced far more than she had realised. That fact was confirmed when Sky rose up one last time, with Tali and Luna's help as they removed his cuffs, and with a pop, Storm's length was pulled from his tailhole.

There was the briefest of pauses, followed by a torrent of white cream as Storm's load began to pour from Sky's rear. The stream rushed over her still-sensitive shaft, which did little to slow the flood of cum as it covered her hips and thighs, just as Sky's massive eruption had covered her torso and head.

Eventually, the rush of seed slowed to a trickle. Storm, who had simply watched in wide-eyed amazement at the sheer amount of her cum that he gushed from her lover's rear, gazed up at her housemates. Jennifer, Luna and Tali were simply grinning, being quite familiar with the enhanced capacity of a dragon. But Sky...

Sky was looking down at her with pure, unadulterated lust.

The dragoness shivered at that regard: even in their most heated encounters - even on those occasions they had flown and fucked together in their Changed forms - he had never looked at her with such uncontrollable hunger.

Before she could blink, Sky had thrown himself forward and kissed her passionately. He paid no heed to the cum filling her muzzle and coating her scales; indeed he seemed to be revelling in it, swirling his tongue around to share the taste, and squirming his body atop hers.

After that, thoughts of anything other than who to caress next and how to give them their next blissful climax were somewhat limited for any of the mansion's residents as, fuelled by passion, laughter and love, they truly, finally, welcomed Storm to their family.