The Dragon Lord - Chapter 4: The Trap
The sun sets on the beautiful winter day; the sun slowly dips behind the horizon as the pair sit, watching the ball of fire slowly dropping, eventually rays of orange hit the grey clouds, causing the edges to be lined with orange and salmon pink streaks. A wonderful, glorious sunset.
Draeg looked down at the wolf, who was still snuggled between his arm and his side. Smiling, he thought of something to say, but daren't say it; they were both loving the sunset, watching the clouds and sky change colours as it slowly disappeared. Reds, oranges and yellows slowly melted into pinks, purples and finally, midnight blue.
Krathlor sighed as he continued to watch the clouds shift in the sky, opening up every now and then to reveal a star-dotted sky; the light from the stars illuminating the countryside just enough to pick out the lakes. Suddenly, there was a great burst of light from behind them; the moon had shown itself for the first time that night, the silvery light flooded the trees, mountains and lakes, making the night even more magical.
Krathlor rose silently and entered the cave. "Wait! Wh- where are you going?" Draeg called after him; not receiving and acknowledgement from the wolf. He sat where he was when the dragons were awake and sighed, yawning slightly. The other dragons awoke in turn, smiling to him as they rose. He returned each smile, bowing slightly as he did.
Draeg entered the cave after about fifteen minutes and sat next to Krathlor, lighting the fire again. The rest of the group had taken off in search for food. Draeg lay down, curling his tail around Krathlor, smiling invitingly to the wolf, who lay down next to the dragon. The fire was now ablaze, the red, orange and yellow flames dancing mystically close by.
Krath could see every feature of his master's' body. The well toned body was relaxed, each muscle rippling beneath the scales as he drew in air, expelling each breath slowly. He smiled; glad to be his masters' slave. He slowly eyed the dragon over, starting from the face. He knew he had feelings for the dragon, but he was worried the dragon didn't have the same feelings.
"Do you remember the first time you arrived?" he asked, still smiling at the wolf.
"I do..." Krathlor trailed off after thinking back over the past few days.
"Well... The other dragons are gone, so I was just wondering if..." he trailed off, not knowing how to end the question. His scales hid the blush.
"You were just wondering what?" Krathlor asked, stroking the dragons' thigh, hoping to make him relax slightly.
Draeg smiled, knowing the kind wolf would only worry if he didn't continue. "Well, I guess what I'm asking of you is; how far are you willing to go to prove your loyalty?" he asks, groping the loin cloth that covered his slit.
Krathlor smiled back. "How far are you willing to take me?" he asks, answering his master's question with another, teasingly.
Draeg leant forward and kissed the collared wolf on the lips. He rose, taking hold of the leash that was still attached to the collar. "Well..." he started; "Now I have your concern..." he trailed off, staring deep into Krathlors' eyes.
Krathlor suddenly felt all his fears and worries melt away, a surge of warmth flowed through him and he, once again, fell under the dragons' hypnotic gaze. Smiling, he happily agreed with what his master wanted him to do.
Draeg smiled, knowing the wolf would now bend to his whims without hesitation. He commanded the wolf to sit where he was, turning around to remove the loin cloth for a second. Turning back, he snapped the wolf out of his trance, wondering what reaction would be taken by the wolf when he sees his master naked for the first time.
Krathlor felt the warmth drain from him, but he knew he was hypnotized. He looked over the cave, but knew he had to sit where he was for some reason. Looking up, he saw his master naked. He flinched slightly, having not seen anyone other than himself naked before, but he knew he liked this. He smiled as he watched the dragons cock slide slowly out of the slit; he could only imagine what the 13 inch beast could do to him. He stood for a few seconds as the dragon ripped off his pyjama bottoms, allowing himself to be exposed to his new master.
Draeg growled deeply, noticing the flinch, but he knew his Pet wouldn't try to escape. He knew the small wolf wanted to taste his cock, smell his musk and feel him enter through the tailhole... But he had to sort things out first. Taking hold of his large cock, he knelt down in front of the wolf, directing the head at the floor first. Soon, the dragon released his urine, small splashes landing on both of them. He slowly bought the head up, soaking the wolf with his urine; marking his new toy as his own. He started off by washing Krathlors feet, the steaming stream heating them up. He slowly raised his head, washing the wolfs' legs and crotch, taking extra care to mark the males sheath, knowing it was now his. He continued working his way up, covering the Pets chest and finally stopping at the head, making sure he was definitely covered from head to toe.
Krathlor moaned loudly as his master marked him as his own property. Relishing the scent, he leant back and exposed himself fully to the dragon, wanting to feel the warm, sticky liquid flow through is fur, marking him for life. He could not want more. He moaned and lapped at the urine that fell in his face. Closing his eyes, he let the liquid flow down from his blood red hair, over his face and into his muzzle, the hot, salty urine was more pleasant than he had expected.
Draeg felt the last of his urine leave his system. He breathed out deeply, knowing the wolf was now officially his to rule over. He rose to his feet again and grabbed the leash. "Get up" he commanded, loving the dominant role he had with his slaves. He yanked the leash downward. "Not on your feet. You must crawl when I'm in charge" he tells the young wolf, making him fall onto all fours, only smiling to himself when he was crawling. All he had told the wolf to do when he was under his trance was to sit still until told to otherwise whilst he was marked. He loved the fact he was so willingly dominated.
Krathlor nodded and rose to his feet, not muttering a word. He yelped as he fell to the floor, his master telling him he must crawl. He wouldn't normally bend over this easily; he was well known for being the leader of his friends... when he was with them of course. He sighed and allowed to be yanked forward by the dragon. When he caught up, the dragon bent down and ruffled the fur between his ears. "Good wolfie" he added mockingly.
Draeg knew he had full control of the wolf, but he felt the marking wasn't good enough for him. He walked his Pet over to his corner. He brushed his paw over the wall and growling deeply. A small hiss was emitted as the dragon stood back, allowing the wolf to see.
Krathlor caught up with the dragon, head hanging low, in a submissive manner. Hearing the hiss, he feared the worst. He looked up, and the sight that befell him was one that couldn't be described by words. His jaw dropped, almost hitting the floor.
Draeg smiled at the surprised wolf. "It's grand don't you think? I always bring my pets here... Especially when they're in your position" he noted, the fur still dripping wet from their marking session. "None of the other dragons know this even exists... Even though they had been here before!" he chuckles as he enters; no need to yank the leash as Krathlor had already followed him into the room. "I see you're a quick learner" he comments, stroking the wolfs' back, using his claws to arouse him. "What to do..." he thought aloud.
Krathlor had a good look around the room for the first time. The cave was naturally made; stalagmites and stalactites had formed, dotted variously around the cave, the wall to their left even had a spectacular waterfall! The icy water entered the cave near the roof and gushed to the floor, water droplets flying off where the water struck the cave wall, soaking a cage that prevented anyone from falling in. Attached to the cage was a pair of manacles, used to pin a person against the caging, the ice cold water leaping onto the victim's body, slowly cooling his or her body down. He had heard of a similar device such as this called the Chinese water torture method.
The wall directly in front of them had a series of worn crucifixes; rusted chains and manacles still firmly attached to the frames. Whips, paddles, dildos, cock rings, vibrators, plugs, chastity toys, prostate stimulators... You name it; it was on the wall, just waiting for the next victim. Draeg sure knew how to abuse his Pets.
Eyes resting on the centre of the room, he saw a variety of apparatus, all of which intrigued him greatly. One device required the submissive partner to lie on their back as the master attached stocks to the neck and ankles, positioning them with their legs in the air; tailhole proudly presented to the master, who could do anything from tease all the way through to whipping and full penetration. The victim couldn't escape 'the trap' no matter how hard he tried.
Another required the submissive of the pair to sit down on a horse-shoe like seat. The ankles were fastened down with leather straps, the torso strapped back using all sorts of materials, such as rope, leather and chains; wrists were firmly held n place by chains which were attached to the bottom of the device, stretching them slightly. The horse-shoe shaped seat allowed the master to either rim or fully penetrate their slave who was unable to move as he was abused.
Around the madness that was the dungeon were several small cages. Slaves were often left there, suspended in mid-air; naked as the day they were born, as the master and his 'minions' would tease the slave, marking him, yelling abuse and physically harassing him.
Chuckling, Draeg saw the wolfs eyes scan the room, a look of glee spread across his own face as the facial expressions of the wolf changed rapidly as he glanced at each instrument. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he asks the wolf rhetorically, wondering what he could do to his pet today. Smiling, he yanked on the leash again and walked over to his favourite; the trap.
After allowing the wolf to catch up, Draeg crouched down and stroked his cheek lightly. He stared into Krathlors eyes and smiled as he watched the wolf go limp in his arms; hypnotized once again. He placed Krathlors head in the respective stock, tightening it slightly so his airflow was restricted; hoping light asphyxiation was a turn on for the wolf. If not... Well, Draeg didn't care. He placed the legs in their stocks and attached the wolfs' wrists to the top of the device. A few adjustments to the leg stocks and his Pet was ready; tailhole easily accessible for anyone.
Krathlor woke from the trance with a deep breath, only to find his oxygen supply was being cut short by the neck stock. He tried reaching up to the dragon as he panicked, only to find his arms were locked in place. He looked at his Master, who was now smiling at the suffering wolf; watching him as he tried breaking free, but to no avail.
"You'll be stuck there no matter how hard you squirm. I now have full access to you, and..." Draeg trailed off, "... it's time for you to learn who your master is"