Payments Rendered

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The only light from the stables came from a lantern that was set in a corner and shielded so only a hint of the golden glow spilled into the stall. It glinted off the lovely little golden gryphon hen that was crouched in the soft thick straw. Her tail feathers were spread like a fan with the ropey length flicked up and over the curve of her haunches so that she was entirely bared. It was a perfect view of the heat swollen folds that showed a hint of pearly cream clinging to the inner folds. The freshly mated hen pushed her haunches in the air and let out a soft chirruping sound as she tilted her head back to regard the dragon behind her.

"Still not satisfied are you?" Zala rumbled in amusement as she splayed her haunches and pushed her hips up into the air.

The red and gold dragon licked his lips a little as he watched her shivering form avidly. The rest of the barn was quiet, so very quiet, not even a hint of the filled stalls that surrounded them. He would have bolted if they would have set up a fuss, but he had been visiting this small farm for ages. They bred gryphons to serve as mounts for the local gentry and the high bred creatures were sweet and easily handled. The last was the most important part, especially when the dragon felt the urge to enjoy something a little more exotic then the whores in town. A feral gryphoness in heat was as needy as one could want. It just took a bit to get them to understand that he was just a strange looking drake that would put an end to their heat and away he went.

He often wondered if the owner ever knew what was going on at night. If she came through the next morning and noticed one of her hens drooling cum from her well used folds. It amused the drake as he moved his hand up to run along the base of the tail feathers and heard the little hen churr out softly and push her hips higher in the air. He moved his scaled paw down to wrap around his slimy cock tip and gave it a squeeze as the gryphon crooned her approval. They were insatiable, and so was he, he could take her all night until they were both exhausted as long as he gave himself a few breaks. His nostrils flared a little bit as he moved his fingers down to rub along the plush heat swollen outer lips.

The seed he'd already pumped into her clung to his fingers and mingled with her own arousal while he teased her. The ribbed inches of his cock started to thicken and push outwards while he carefully edged a finger between the lips. The feverish warmth of her channel enveloped his finger and squeezed as he pushed inwards slowly and felt the slippery precum oozing around his digit. His cock pulsed and pushed out a slow drool of precum as he drew in the rich scent of her. He was always at his best the second time around, it took him longer to hit his peak, longer to knot them, and that said nothing about the amount. His tail lashed back and forth while the dragon pushed is finger inwards steadily. Gods, this was going to be perfect, he'd leave this hen sore and trembling when he was done.

Zala pulled his gleaming finger free when he felt the base of his cock slipping out of his vent and every glistening inch of his cock was pulsing against his belly. He moved his hand up to rub along the haunch to coax he to raise her hips up into the air. A real drake would have crouched over her like a lion, but he needed her higher up in the air. After the first round, the golden hen was more than happy to push her haunches up into the air. Her tail flipped upwards and trailed along her back as the drake guided his tapered tip down to trail along the inner thighs. A thick viscous drop of precum oozed out of his tip and trailed down to dribble along the heat swollen folds before rubbing right around her clit. With a slow roll of his hips he caught his tip right along her eager sensitive opening and gave a shove forward. The taut inner walls yawned open around him as he let out a rough groan.

Oh gods, this is going to be a long night.. Zala thought to himself as inch by inch he speared into his hen. Life was perfect.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" An outraged scream broke the moment of near painful pleasure as he impaled his hen.

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Something was going on with her stock. It was a thought that Hati had been mulling over for well over a month. Ever since the hens had started to come into and go out of heat so suddenly and without warning. The ones that she'd never meant to breed had been laying eggs on their own. And many of them were showing signs of being pregnant when her stud had been sent down to a farm in the valley. It wasn't even the breeding season! The small black Pomeranian had been running this farm for years and never had problems with them. She had been working with gryphons all her life and never encountered anything like this. So she had finally had enough when she'd gone to the stable and found one of the hens heaving and quivering as she pushed out a heavy egg that never should have been laid.

The small canine had spent the afternoon getting herself set to wait in the hay loft to see what was happening when she wasn't about. She'd brought a small cross bow as well as a heavy metal chain and collar with her. She suspected that a wild drake was getting into the stable at night, drawn in by the scent of the hens in heat. It wasn't unheard of, after all, and wild stock could be caught and tamed. It might even improve her bloodlines if he was one of the rarer creatures. It would also explain why these things hadn't happened when her stud had been in residence. No drake would come into another drake's territory, especially not one that had free run of the stable and the hens. If she couldn't catch him, she could bring back her stud and that would solve the problem.

Part of her wished she could bring him back now rather than trying to tackle a gryphon herself. She was barely five feet tall from the top of her small fox like ears to her compact foot paws. Most of her body was made of thick soft fur rather than real weight, not the sort of creature that should wrestle with a wild gryphon. But she couldn't bring the stud back until after the winter was over and her own problems were gone. The one problem with breeding such intelligent hybrids as gryphons, was they didn't care what species a potential mate was. They instinctively knew that they could easily pass their genes to any predatorial species and even some herbivores. Her stud had started to make himself a pest as she had started to show signs of going into her yearly heat and that was the end of that. Hati wasn't about to risk getting pinned down by a four legged gryphon that outweighed her by several hundred pounds.

And she had waited and assumed she'd hear the flutter of wings and the familiar clack of talons of a gryphon sneaking into her stable, but they hadn't come. Instead she'd been awakened to one of her hens crooning and a sight that had brought her out of her hiding spot. It wasn't a gryphon that was crouched over one of her prized hens, but a two legged scaled form hunched over as his hips pushed snug against the furred haunches. She saw a glistening wet spire hilting into the heat swollen folds, something slippery and white squelching out from them, as the drake groaned his pleasure and gave the hips a firm tug. The harsh hot scent of male flooded her senses as she yelled out without thinking about it.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" She pinned her ears back and the Pomeranian bristled as the dragon went tense. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY BEAST!!"

The light from the lantern wasn't good enough to see much of the stranger, but his hips yanked back and made the hen screech out. The dragon's scales could have been red or black as the male turned and gave her wide shocked eyes. Her anger flared hotly as she saw the violated folds of her prized animal drooling wet semen from between them. He'd already fucked her once! How dare he?! How dare he come into her home, her stable, and violate her animals! A high pitched growl spilled from between her lips as she glared at the creature.

"Oh my.." The drake stepped forward and something glistened as he moved. "So you are the owner of these pretty gryphons."

"Get the hell out of my barn!" Hati snapped out as she tilted her head up to glare at the far larger creature. "Get the hell out and maybe I won't see you thrown into jail for this.. this abomination!"

She wasn't thinking right, al she knew was that she was ready to smack the damn smirk right off his face. How dare he violate her barn in this manner?! It was unthinkable! It went against all the tenants of their beliefs to do this with animals, but here he was. The wetness from the hen's arousal was still coating his erect cock as he took another step to her and moved his head forward. His nostrils flared, a flutter in the darkness, and Hati became aware of the fact that he was less then five feet away from her. The harsh male scent was filling her nose with each breath, mingling with that of the hen, and a slow grin spread over the scaled muzzle. The teeth flashed in the darkness as the stranger moved one hand down and deliberately wrapped it around the base of his shaft and squeezed it.

"Then allow me to pay you for what I've done to your gryphons. It would be rude of me to simply tend to them and ignore their lovely owner.." The dragon's voice was low, throaty, purring and Hati's eyes flashed open wide.

Shit..shit shit shit... In one horrible moment she was aware of the fact she was standing alone, on an isolated farm, with an aroused drake and the faint scent of the vanilla musk she used barely covering the scent of her own heat. She did the only thing she could... the small dark Pomeranian bolted.

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Zala watched the flash of black fur as the little female ran towards the door and he let out a low rumbling laugh. He could smell her. Not the harsh wild need of the gryphon hens, but a sweet promise of a fertile ripe womb waiting for a male to claim it. It made his blood run hot and fast as he had looked over her short attractive form. The rise of her breasts was just barely held by the white blouse, the spread of her hips, and the soft luxurious fur that covered her body and framed her face. She was lovely, simply lovely, and the scent had made the frustrated interruption of his fun something with potential. He had known that a female owned the farm, but he'd never gone out of his way to see her. But now that he had...

The drake lashed his tail and launched himself after the small Pomeranian as she made it to the barn door and slipped through them. The scent of her on the air lured him on as he felt a feral sensation run through him. This was how it should be, not roses and sweets, and slow tender seduction, but the need of her body calling to him. He pushed past the barn doors and saw her bolting around the corner and grinned as he spotted the tight curl of her tail above the curve of her ass. He would pay her for the gryphons he had bred, he would pay her for the eggs she had been left with, and he would pay her in his favorite coin.

The little canine wasn't just short, she was short limbed like many of the smaller breeds. She couldn't stretch her legs out far enough to truly run, so he played with her. He allowed her to stay ahead of him as he studied the curves of her body and the movements of her rump cheeks. The hens had been larger than he was, nearly every one, and while they were snug, they weren't exactly tight. She would be tight, she would barely be able to fit him. She was too small, in every way, to be able to take him easily. With that in mind Zala let her get almost to her home and the safety of closed doors before he lengthened his stride. His entire body felt flushed with the desire to test his theory on how tight she would be and he brought the small canine down to the cool grass with a swipe of his tail.

"LET ME GO!" Her high pitched voice cried out as he shoved her down against the grass and pushed his hands down against her shoulders.

"No.." Zala used the weight of his arms to keep her down as he lowered his head to breathe right against the back of the neck. The intoxicating scent of her heat filled his muzzle and sent a shiver down her back. "I owe you payment... How rude of me to ignore you in favor of your beasts."

"S-stop! Damnit! I will bite the hell out of you!" She snarled and her head twisted back so he saw the petite fox like muzzle baring its teeth. As if she could harm him.

The drake moved one paw down to hook into the white blouse and gave a yank that loosened the fabric as the buttons gave way. She arched upwards and tried to crawl forward as he peeled the material away from her and the faint vanilla scent she used faded into the background. She was struggling, but he had the weight to keep her down as he leaned down and ran his tongue right along the curve of her back. The fur ruffled up under his breath as his neglected shaft started to regain the bit of hardness it had lost during the short chase. His, oh yes, this would be his, she would swell just like her hens when he was done with her.

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Male, male, male, male... Her mind was wrapped in the scent of a male as Hati jerked her back upwards against the paw. The clutching talons curled and caught her against the scruff of her neck as he licked down her back. She flexed her fingers against the dew covered grass and writhed wildly under him. It was horrifying, but her body was throbbing in time with her heart beat. A sensation older than time itself was rolling through her no matter the fear and anger she felt. She kicked wildly backwards when the teeth nipped at the base of her back and above her tail. Instead of getting the leverage to strike at his muzzle, one of his legs moved to pin over her calves. The dragon's claws hooked right above the rise of her pants and started to peel them downwards, inching them along the soft fluff of her curved ass cheeks.

"I will... see you.. hung.." She snarled the words, trying to put all the anger and scorn she could into them. "HUNG!"

"You would hang the father of your clutch?" The dragon mocked as her pants were yanked downwards. A thick slimy tongue pushed out and caught right beneath the base of her tail so she hissed out. "How very rude..."

"I DON'T WANT YOUR CLUTCH!" The very idea made her stomach turn. This beast had just had his shaft buried inside an animal and now he was wanted her?!

"But I want you.." The laughter came with a hot puff of breath right against the base of her tail and a shiver went down her spine.

Her pants were peeled away and the weight left her shoulders so she could try and struggle away. He even let her get a few inches forward, but it wasn't to give her a chance to escape. Instead, her movements peeled her pants off as he held them and revealed the spade shape mound between her legs. The flesh was swollen and drawn taut with her season, an annoyance she had been able to overlook and even ignore for the last few days, but now she was all too well aware of her state. A hot puff of breath hit against the folds as the stranger rumbled and moved his paw down to pin her in the middle of the back and his knee edged up to just above her tail.

She was stuck, she was pinned, and all she could do was let out a harsh cry of denial as the hot slippery tongue pushed out to stroke her soft outer lips. The tapered tip traced the pursed folds and pushed inwards until she felt the slippery saliva coating her inner folds. An unwilling shudder of pleasure went through her as the drake started to slowly run his tongue up and down the soft inner lining. She wanted to ignore it entirely, she wanted to curse and fight him, but her body flared hot with need as the tongue circled right over her clit. She flattened her ears against her head and let out a breathy whine as the tongue fluttered over her sensitive nub before dropping down again.

She couldn't even pull her tail between her legs like a normal dog, the tightly curled appendage was useless for that. Something hot and sticky dribbled down along the line of her back when the tongue pushed forward and started to probe at her tender opening. It made her back arch up as the first glob of wetness was followed by another and she twisted her head wildly. His cock, the slimy obsidian member, was hovering above her back and drooling out hot thick drops of arousal. It was drooling into her fur so that the sharp male musk was marking her with it as she struggled. Her snapping teeth clicked in the air as the tongue started to push its way into her swollen sensitive passage.

Hati trembled and cried out as her inner walls clamped down instinctively around the violation. She was disgusted, but at the same time the drake kept her on edge as the narrow tongue tip curled upwards and dragged through her passage. Her breathing came out in short harsh pants as she writhed against the grass and she tried to dig her foot paws against the ground hard enough that she would be able to escape. Through it all, the dark heavy cock continued to coat her back in precum, the harsh scent of gryphon-heat still clung to it. She didn't want to think about what she'd seen in the barn, she wanted only to get away, but the stranger was intent on violating her. The tongue pushed forward hard enough a sharp yelp broke past her lips as he forced wetness out of her passage.

Slowly, ever so slowly, the slippery tongue pulled backwards from her contracting folds. Her cheeks and ears burned a hot humiliated red as her own wetness was coating the appendage and her own outer lips before it slurped free. The drake's knee slowly moved from her back as he let out a harsh barking laugh.

"You taste lovely, little dog.." He murmured and sent a rush of fear through her. "Are you ready to be my hen?"

"I'm not.. your damn.. hen.." She snarled each word out before jerking forward in a desperate rush.

Her foot paws dug into the grass hard enough tufts were torn up and she launched herself forward. The claws raked along the line of her back and drew furrows through her fur as she used her hands to help get her out of the way. It wasn't until she'd gotten all four limbs under her that she realized the drake had been letting her make a break for it, just as he'd made her pull out of her own pants. Suddenly her world was nearly smothered by a heavy scaled body that pushed down over her back. Hand-paws moved to either side of her hips and gave a pull that forced her ass up higher into the air so something heavy and hard rubbed right along her inner thighs.

"I wonder if you'll be tighter than your hens.. or do you share your stud with them?" The drake hissed against her ears as the slimy cock tip dragged along her inner thighs.

"I'm not.. a pervert like you.." She snapped back at his scaled muzzle before wildly writhing.

"Oh you will be, maybe I'll teach you how to tend him.." The drake's muzzle dropped down and caught against her scruff just as the tip pushed up against her unprotected swollen folds.

"STOP! I'll forget everything! Just leave!! NOW!" Hati snapped out the words wildly, not caring for her pride as a thick goopy dribble of precum oozed from the tip right over her folds.

"Oh no, I have to pay you for what I've done.." The dragon's words were mumbled before the powerful red hips gave a push forward.

The Pomeranian's legs scrabbled against the ground while a high pitched yelp erupted from her throat. The cock tip pushed her vulnerable unprotected folds inwards and started to pry them open. The slippery wetness pushed into her before a shove forced the cock tip into her silken passage. She was forced open wider and wider, her body yawning open around the glossy black shaft. He was too big! She was half his size and he was trying to shove into her body despite the fact her own tightness was struggling to keep him out. The next hot drool of precum spilled into her passage and was forced out around the swollen flesh. His weight shoved down against her back while his fingers pulled her hips up high in the air.

She was barely able to keep her toe tips touching the ground as he stuffed himself into her. Her inner walls contracted around him and squeezed as she let out high pitched cries. He was too big, and her body didn't care, that was the worst part. Her body was throbbing in time with her pounding heartbeat, and frustrated at the slow penetration. It craved the rapid hard thrusts of a virile dog claiming his bitch. Her ears splayed in humiliation before she twisted her head around and snapped wildly at his neck. The drake shoved forward again and the ridges started to pop into her one by one. They pulled along her outer folds and caressed along her clit as they sank into her.

He was big enough the small canine was forced to splay her legs open awkwardly wide as he stretched her. His hot breath puffed against her neck before he gave a rough yank back and forced her head up high. The next thrust slammed his girth into her and the tapered tip hammered right up against her cervix. Thick syrupy precum was smeared over the opening to her vulnerable fertile womb, rubbing against her as she started to shake. Was he already leaking some of his sperm into her, threatening to make her swell? Was it already too late. She kicked wildly and he yanked up again so that her legs were lifted off the ground entirely.

When the drake drew back a rush of pleasure and pain flowed over her. The ribs popped free one by one and she felt her aching body contracting around him. The dragon barely pulled half way out before plunging back into her and slamming hard into her cervix so the breath was knocked out of her. The base pushed up against her swollen folds and rubbed the knot against her. She was horribly reminded of how she had seen him, buried inside one of her hens. The same cock that had violated her beasts was being used to plunge into her and rub along the sensitive folds. It forced pleasure on her even as she felt tears well up in her eyes as she cursed and snarled at him. She wanted to get away from him, but she couldn't stop the natural instincts of her body from kicking in. The tight inner walls contracted and milked around him as each time he drove forward the tip wedged itself against the dilated opening of her cervix.

The precum was oozing through that slender passage, even if most of it was pushed out around the overly large shaft. Her folds were stretched into an obscene O around the girth as the knot kept forcing her folds in on themselves before pulling them out again. She dug her fingers against the ground and tried to brace herself as he claimed every inch of her passage as he had claimed countless hens before her. How many times had he violated the animals? How many times had her beasts felt the ribbed cock stroking through them and forcing their estrus ravaged bodies into reacting? It was a sickening thought that was forced away as his hips started to hammer in heavy hard thrusts.

She felt her own wetness growing, she couldn't stop it as she was trying to ease the passage of something far too large for her body to take. Her curses were muffled with cries and whimpers as the knot continued to shove and force itself against her folds. She tried to clench down tightly around the cock to stop him from tying with her. The panic rose as each thrust pried her open wider and wider and the cock lewdly pushed against her cervix. Hot bubbling dribbles of precum coated her inner passage and marked her as she started to tremble. The teeth dug against her neck roughly and gave a yank before they released. The drake's harsh breathing rang in her ears as he barely pulled an inch of his cock free before plunging it forward again.

"Tighter.. then any hen.. little bitch.." He growled out before his tongue licked against his ear. "Will.. the eggs be the.. same size.?"

Hati's ears burned with humiliation at the dig, but she couldn't respond. The red scaled hips suddenly launched forward and pushed hard enough that she felt her body being stretched open wider and wider. Her plush outer lips yawned open until she felt as if the drake were tearing her in to. She kicked her legs wildly only to have him yank backwards and force her body against his loins. The little canine's mouth opened up wide and her tongue lolled out as the narrow cock tip wedged itself into the narrow opening of her cervix and stretched to taut ring open. A hot dollop of precum erupted from the tip and splattered into her unprotected vulnerable womb as he gave another shove forward.

The next buck sank the knot into her and she squealed out as her body was impaled, not just on the knot, but the tip pushed entirely into her aching cervix. Her swollen walls clamped down around the ribbed cock as she felt each and every pulse. It was throbbing and growing inside of her, the knot swelled open wider and wider, stretching the passage until she felt as if she were going to tear. She could feel her stomach stretching in reaction to holding the heavy girth that she had never been made to take. Her cries were soon drowned out by the baritone bugle of the dragon as his hips shuddered and the cock gave a final pulse.

The first thick rush of creamy seed erupted from the tip and splattered into her fertile womb in thick globs. The ribs swelled and became more defined as her body clamped around the black spire and started to milk around him. She couldn't stop herself, she couldn't stop what he was doing, the sperm rich seed was flooding into her vulnerable body and splattering in deep towards the ova waiting for them. She tugged forward and whined as the knot bulged her folds and another thick pearly drool of cum oozed into her body. She was stuck, she was tied, there was no escape from the dragon as he flooded her and assured that she would swell with his young. Each throb was another nail in the coffin as her womb soon overflowed with the thick cream, and still more was spurting out into her.

".. is this payment.. enough...?" The drake hissed into her ear and gave a grinding push forward that drew a cry from her throat. "Or do you want more?"

"N...no.. please.. no more.." Hati's eyes burned with tears as she got the words out and the drake's cock tip oozed out some more of the thick seed. It ran down along her passage as her belly showed a faint bulge from the amount that had already been put inside of her.

"Oh good.." His tongue dragged along her neck slowly. "Because after this we'll go back to the barn.. I have a hen to mount, and you will watch... If you protest.."

His hips gave a sudden yank backwards and Hati squealed out as the swollen knot bulged her abused folds and threatened to tear them.

"I will take you again.. and again.. and again.. Until you can only waddle." The dragon's voice was dark with his threat and the small canine swallowed roughly.

"I won't protest." She managed, the threat enough to still the urge to snarl at him. She ached already and still the thick oozing cum dribbled out, her smooth black belly soon forming a paunch as if she were already showing her pregnancy.

Deep within her womb, the virile draconic sperm violated and pierced into the waiting ova. Assuring that she would lay just as her hens had. Just as they would in the future. There was no escaping her fate.

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Two months later

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The night was quiet and still as the moonlight crept across the floor boards. A small black canine huddled in her bed and tried to ignore the soft crooning sounds that came from her barn. She had already looked up and seen the light coming from the stall of one of her newest hens. She didn't need to go and see what was going on, she didn't dare slip out of her bed or light any of her lanterns to show that she was awake. Instead she wiggled deeper in her covers as she looked at the faint glowing embers in the fireplace. The orange light wasn't enough to see by, but it reflected off a low basket that was lined with thick soft down where three large mottled eggs rested. Three eggs that hadn't come from the hens below and three eggs she was terrified to just leave to the cold. Terrified of the drake who hinted at threats and promises of repercussions if she tried to get her vengeance.

"Time for your payment, little dog..." A smooth voice purred through her bedroom as a window creaked open. The hot scent of hen-heat and male came on the air as Zala slipped over the edge. "We can't let you go to waste waiting for our eggs to hatch."