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The red and black dragon groaned as he stepped through the door to the apartment, Camesha following behind him with a smile on her face. "That was a great workout, wasn't it, slave?" the lioness asked him, stretching her arms above her head, her white shirt soaked from their time at the gym, her pants tight enough to show off her little secret. "I feel great. What about you?"

Finrod shook his head lightly as he slumped forward, leaning against the wall with a shake of his head. "I'm exhausted...I need to sleep," he muttered. "Goodnight, Camesha."

"Hey, what about - "

"Goodnight, Camesha," the dragon grumbled as he walked down the hall. He knew that it was a tradition for him to help her relieve some of the 'frustration' that she built up when they were working out, help her get that erection back down, but he was too exhausted to really care at this point. She'd pushed him hard through their entire workout, and he needed a chance to get some energy back.

The dragon didn't even strip down before falling into bed in the bedroom, shaking his head lightly as he closed his eyes. "Sleep...sleep," Finrod muttered under his breath, closing his eyes as he fell asleep almost instantly, the faint light from the clock telling him that it was only four in the afternoon.

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The next time he opened his eyes, it was already nine. Judging by the lack of light coming through the windows, it was pretty clear that it was nine PM, and that he hadn't slept through the night already.

Finrod sighed a bit to himself, shaking his head slightly. The glowing orb between his horns sagged slightly as he thought back to how he had treated his lioness when they'd gotten in. It had been rather rude to just go off and leave her untended to, the dragon supposed. He should have at least explained to her that he was completely drained, rather than just going off and going to bed like an inconsiderate male. "Better get up and apologize," he muttered under his breath.

As he tried to push himself upright, though, he found his arms just wouldn't move. A few tugs confirmed that they were stuck behind his back, tied tightly together. His eyes went wide for a moment, and he opened his mouth to call for out for help-

-only to have his mouth filled with a ball gag. The straps went around the back of his head, and he heard them click together firmly. Finrod grunted and shook his head, words coming through muffled and incomprehensible when they came out at all. He growled against the gag, and threw himself from side to side, trying to roll off of the bed so he could at least see what was going on.

A furred hand grabbed the back of his collar, and he froze, his body reacting the way that it was trained to do. His tail went up, embarrassingly, as the grip was maintained. He heard the click of a leash attaching itself to the collar, and then the hand released him.

"You know, slave, you really disappointed me earlier." That was Camesha's voice, the dragon realized. The lioness must have come in and tied his arms up while he was sleeping.

Normally, that would have reassured him a little bit, but her voice sounded more disappointed than she usually did, not to mention mischievous as well. He tensed as she stroked a hand down along his ass, rubbing his ass cheeks lightly as she talked. "You might have been rather tired, but you are still my slave. That means you're supposed to be there night and day, ready for what your mistress wants. And when we got back, mistress was looking forward to a nice blowjob from her slave, and leaving him with a nice mouthful of cum before she sent him off to bed.

"Did I get that?" She spanked him, hard enough to make him yelp into the gag. "No, no I didn't. And because of that, I decided to wait. I needed to figure out a decent punishment for my slave, for leaving me alone to deal with my needs, and not even giving me an apology for it, either. I spent the last few hours coming up with something. And I think that it's going to make sure that you remember to tend to your mistress a lot better in the future."

Finrod was helpless to do anything but watch as his mistress literally ripped his clothes off. The shirt and shorts had dried from their time at the gym earlier, but they were still easy for the strong lioness to rip apart. What things she couldn't physically pull apart were soon ripped to shreds by her claws, leaving his gym clothes littered across the floor. A small part of his mind wondered how much it would cost to replace them, but that thought disappeared in a hurry when he felt Camesha's fingers drifting under his tail, circling his hole.

There was no lube as they pushed in, though thankfully his hole was used enough that a finger or two going into his ass didn't hurt him anymore. He still grunted against the gag in his mouth, though, shivering slightly as his hole stretched around the fingers. His mistress's hand slipped back and forth rapidly, her palm slapping against his ass every time she pushed the full length of her fingers into him. He could feel the smooth ends of her claws pressing against his inner walls, not enough to scratch, but definitely enough to remind him of just how easily she could hurt him if she ever really wanted to. He whimpered softly, in pleasure and submission, particularly when the lioness's fingers found his prostate, rubbing it with each and every thrust. The pleasure pushed his cock free, and it slowly started to rise up from being teased like this.

She pushed him to the edge of orgasm with her fingers, pulling them out and wiping them off on the clothes on the floor. "There we go. That should have you nice and primed for mistress now," Camesha said with a chuckle. Her cock pressed under his tail, the tip leaking pre against his scales, and Finrod braced himself again, clenching his teeth hard against the gag in his mouth.

The lioness's cock rammed into him hard, and with his arms stuck behind his back, Finrod had his face pressed against the pillow at the head of the mattress. His mistress took him hard right from the start, her hips thrusting forward and gradually getting more of her cock into him, opening him up more and more with every thrust. He could feel his inner walls surrendering to the battering ram that was her cock, allowing the lioness's shaft in further and further, the size of the thing making him moan even as the rough fucking made him groan and pant.

She grabbed hold of the leash, pulling his head back as she tugged on it. One of her legs hooked around his, pulling him a bit further off balance, forcing him to rely more on her to keep upright. It also let her slide in even closer, her furry balls rubbing against his as she ground herself in deep.

Finally hilted, she held herself there for a moment, just grinding against him rather than thrusting again. Her grip on the leash was iron, holding his head off of the bed seemingly without effort. It made it a little harder to breathe, a little harder to fight, when he couldn't even pull his head up without her help with the leash.

"You feel my cock in you, draggy?" Camesha asked, giving a few little bucks, each one grinding right over the most sensitive spots in his ass. "Heh, you feel it, don't you? You know your place. On your knees, on all fours for your mistress. You don't get to go to bed, or get to leave me at the door just because you're feeling a little sore or tired. You got me?" She pulled him up a little higher, and he grunted softly against the gag. "Do you understand me, slave? Do you understand that you need your mistress's permission for something like this?"

Finrod nodded, rapidly. He understood, he understood!

"And will you do something like this again? Will you forget to ask mistress's permission to take a little time off?"

He shook his head. No, he definitely wouldn't question her again later, wouldn't forget to ask for time off rather than just taking it. He wouldn't forget.

"Good boy. Good draggy." Her grip on the leash relaxed, and the dragon slipped back down against the bed, his chin resting against one of the pillows. Keeping a grip on the leash with one hand, she pulled herself in closer, holding his tail up against her chest as she pushed her cock fully into him again. "Now just stay there while mistress works out her frustrations on this fine fuckable ass."

Laying there, he took it like the slave he was, his ass being used like a little fuck toy by his mistress. Her grip kept him from moving in any way, even keeping him from thrusting back against her cock. All he could do was lay there as she took him, her balls slapping against his, his ass slowly getting used to the width and length of her cock again. The slight pain of taking her under his tail was gone, and replaced by the pleasure of being fucked hard. Camesha's cock stroked him just right inside, pushing him hard. His grunts against the gags rapidly turned to moans, and he could feel himself leaking pre down onto the bed below.

Just as he was about to hit his climax, Camesha hit hers. She stiffened against him, tugging on his tail slightly and pulling him back hard, hilting inside his ass once more time. Her balls pulled up a bit, he could feel it against his rear, and she came.

Hard.

He wasn't sure that he could remember the last time that she unloaded so much cum in his ass, filling him up to the point where he could feel it leaking out of his ass, around her cock and then down his cheeks. It was hot and thick and gooey, leaving wet lines along his scales as it dripped down his ass, and then along his legs, running down his thighs towards the bed below.

Despite the pleasure of it, his own cock throbbed uselessly, right on the edge of his orgasm, but not quite there. He panted and squirmed, trying to get that little bit more that he needed, but not quite able to get it due to Camesha's grip and leverage on him. All he could do was lay there and take her load up his hole.

Slowly she pulled out of him, the wet slurp of her cock leaving his ass the only sound in the room other than their mutual panting. She patted his ass a few times, and he felt her sit down at the foot of the bed. "Heh, that was a good round one, don't you think, slave?"

He blinked. Round one?

"You heard me right, draggy," she said with a grin. He could feel her tail tuft rubbing lightly against the backs of his legs, just under his ass. "I had to wait for hours before I came back here to take my fun. I'm going to fuck you once for every hour that you made me wait. It's what...a little after nine now? That means that I'm owed at least five orgasms, and so far, you've only given me one with that ass of yours. Just gimme a minute, and I'll be right back up and pounding that hole of yours again."

Finrod shivered softly at that thought. He was helpless to really get out of this, too, and while he now had something that would work as lube in his hole, the dragon already knew that he was going to be sore as hell in the morning when it came time to get to work.

But despite that, his cock throbbed under his stomach. He'd made a mistake with his mistress, and now he was paying for it. He was just happy that it was something that they could both enjoy to some extent, rather than the punishment he'd gotten when he'd really annoyed her. THAT was something he'd learned not to repeat anywhere in the near future.

As Finrod waited for her erection to come back, he felt her shove her fingers back in his hole, her other hand holding the leash so that he couldn't squirm away. Once more, he felt her fingers hammer away at his hole, a third finger involved this time, and he groaned as his cock continued to throb with need. Hopefully, with all the fucking his hole was going to get, he'd be able to get an orgasm or two of his own out of this, otherwise he was sure he was going to go crazy.