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I was beginning to think this was a bad idea; coming to an empty field in the middle of nowhere for my 'initiation' as they called it. I spent the better part of a week passing their little tests, and now this was it; the final test; no more hazing; after tonight I was one of them; another step up in the pecking order.

I had been waiting on the field's edge for nearly an hour when I finally heard the faint flapping of wings in the distance; 'that's them' I thought, relieved they actually showed up.

"I was beginning to think you'd keep me waiting here all night" I said to the other two dragons as they landed. "Where's Braze? I asked as an afterthought. "He'll be here soon, had to make a stop by the stables." One of the twins said; I thought it was Ryler, but it could have just-as-easily been Kyler; it was impossible for me to tell them apart; their red scales matched so perfectly that when they stood next to each other they appeared to be two heads attached to one body.

"The stables?" I asked, "what for?" "You'll find out soon enough." The other one answered; I assumed it was Kyler.

Knowing Braze's "inventiveness" when it came to creating new ways of humiliating someone, he was probably bringing a saddle or something for me to wear while I was doing whatever it was that I was supposed to be doing. What was it I was supposed to be doing anyway?

"He should be here soon," Kyler said, "This is your last chance to whelp-out," Ryler finished.

"I didn't fly all the way out here to just turn around now."

"You sure?" kyler said, "I don't think he's up to this." Ryler added.

Now they were just trying to psyche me out, "Will you just tell me what I have to do so I can get it over with."

"Follow us." They both said simultaneously.

I was led out onto the field toward a large tree near the center. As we drew closer, I noticed a small structure erected under the shade of the large tree; I knew it had something to do with their plans.

"You have got to be joking," I said when I could make out what it was, "bondage gear, seriously, this is a new low for you guys."

The twins snickered at my remark. "Hop in" Kyler said.

I looked over the apparatus while I tried to imagine what they were planning. It was elevated off the ground several feet so that when someone was in it they wouldn't be able to touch the ground. A sturdy padded metal frame with it's almost egg shaped cup design served to perfectly secure the torso while letting the legs dangle free. It had several thick leather straps to hold the body down into it, and a set of steel manacles attached with a chain to the supporting poles. I noticed there was a lot of claw marks across both of the steel poles; this thing had seen some action. It was definitely an impressive piece of work and there was no way I was getting out of that contraption until they let me out of it; this was really it, this one final act and I would be doing the hazing next time.

I clambered up into the device and settled into it best I could. It was surprisingly very comfy; the soft leather padding felt good on my scales and it fit my body nicely. I wasn't sure what to do with my tail so I just let it hang like the rest of my limbs. I felt one of the twins push me forward roughly, forcing my shoulders deeper into the padding. He then pulled the strap across my haunches and buckled it tightly, followed shortly by the one above my wing-shoulders. He instructed me to tuck in my wings and then strapped them down as well. The other twin worked on clasping the restraints to my legs. When they were done they both stepped back and admired their work. I was completely helpless, completely immobilized, and way more aroused than I should have been; I was thankful that there was a grove inside to accommodate my stiffing member.

I was a little concerned, not with being bound up, truth was I kind of liked it, what concerned me was the way the twins kept staring at me, not saying a word. They looked like they were trying to fight back a fit of laughter; a smile plastered across each of their maws. Why were they holding back? I wondered. They obviously intended to mount me; why else would I be here? I was sure I could take either one of them without a problem, both if it came to that.

I'd gotten pretty used to taking other males, being what you would call a 'beta-male'. Not that I don't like females, I just was never a very dominant dragon and the other betas are more than willing to help me to satisfy some urges as long as I return the favor. I decided to tease the twins a little; lifting my tail high over my back, giving them a clear view of my well-used tail-hole.

A horse whinnied somewhere far off in the distance and the twins, unable to contain their laughter any longer, finally let it burst forth from their maws. Through their roars of amusement I asked "what's so funny?" I don't think they could have answered if they wanted to; they were nearly in tears.

"I guess we better get him ready" one said after their fit finally came to a stop.

"Yes we should, your clean I assume," the other said now talking to me.

"Of course I am, take a look." I said teasingly as I lifted up my tail again. I was getting into my 'submissive dragon' state-of-mind.

Once you choose to give in and just let it happen, the submissive playfulness just sort of takes you over; you start to think of things more simply, I was either a good dragon or a bad one, I was either pleasing my 'master' or disappointing him; there was no gray area and I liked that, I liked that a lot.

The horse whinnied again, closer this time, but I didn't register it at the time. One of them grabbed my tail and pushed it down to my back, farther exposing my anal vent. I felt something prod at my tail-hole then slip inside without warning. I let out a growl of pleasure telling my masters I enjoyed the treatment. They slipped more of it into me, another grow escaped me; this one with a bit of pain mixed in from the unusually deep penetration. A sudden cool sensation blossomed deep inside me as I figured out what they were up to. I relaxed and allowed them to fill me up with the cold liquid; the pressure slowly built inside me, I held it in as best I could but a steady stream of the substance dribbled out of my hole and ran down my leg; it was thick like slime and clung to my scales.

Unable to contain any more of the fluid, I flexed and let the liquid squirt out of me. The tube was pulled from under my tail, and quickly replaced with a paw; it was jammed in swift and suddenly, stretching me out in an instant; So totally unexpected that I actually yelped as I clamped down around it.

The stinging from the quick expansion slowly faded as the dragon's paw clenched in to a fist, pushing out against my innards, then began to rotate within me; he massaged my insides for a few moments more, then began to drag it toward my opening; I clenched down tight as I could, trying to keep his paw inside me, but the lubricant made it impossible.

He pulled his fist toward my opening and I felt it expand my opening again; I whimpered because I thought he was done playing with me; he wasn't, I wanted more and I got it; he pushed in slowly, expanding me wide as my innards stretched to accommodate his limb.

I was so lost in bliss that I didn't realize the third member of the group had finally showed up. "All right Ry, that's enough." Braze said to the twin. Ryler slowly pulled his still clenched fist out of my hole with a loud pop. "Aww come on, don't stop now." I pleaded and turned my head to look up at Braze. "Unless you want a turn that is." Right then I really wanted that large bronze dragon's knot tied up inside me; he was the only male that I ever had any kind of feelings for, beyond just the sexual urges that is. As confusing as that was for me I had long since accepted that I could have feelings for both genders.

"Sorry, not tonight, but don't worry, I have someone here that would love to meet you." The large bronze said. He then turned his head and pointed with his tail toward the other direction. "And who might that be?" I asked genuinely interested in the mystery person.

I turned my head to look in the direction he indicated. It was then that I pieced together the full gravity of the situation I was in; the twins were holding a half-hung stallion between them. I didn't say anything, I couldn't, and I just stared at the long thick shaft of that huge animal.

I looked around nervously; my eyes darted back and forth from the horse to each of their faces; I was trying to determine if they were trying to prank me, but something told me deep down that I would get speared within the next few minutes.

"His name is 'Rider' and he's a little pent up from being locked up all day, he needs a nice mare to help him out; that's where you come in." Braze pointed at me and produced a large glass vial from some unknown location. The vile was a dull green color capped with a rubber stopper; he pulled of the stopper with his claw, and seconds later the horse whinnied loudly.

"This is mare estrus, very fresh, just collected it today." Braze now wore his trademark devious grin on his face; I knew I was screwed at this point, that grin had marked all of the past humiliations I've had to suffer through; he would not let me out of this thing if I begged and pleaded and sucked them all off as a bonus.

"He'll kill me if you led him mount, there's no way I can take all of that, he's not even hard yet and it's already bigger than I can handle."

"You can take him," Kyler said, "you just stretched pretty far."

"Ya, you can defiantly handle it" Ryler added with a snicker.

Braze said nothing as he filled a syringe with the estrus. He walked around to my back-side and lifted my tail, and then in one quick motion he stuck the plastic tip up my tail-hole and pressed the liquid out inside me. I clenched tight, not wanting it to escape in to the air; Braze then slid a single digit inside and swirled it around, drawling the scent out all over my hole.

I could smell it, the deep, earthy, female-in-heat scent coming from my own hole, and so could the stud. He brayed and went to full mast in seconds. I had a sick feeling in my gut when I caught a glimpse of the enormous spear of horsemeat. "I don't want to do this." I said, more as a mercy plea than anything else.

Braze whistled loudly, "Come' on Rider," he said and slapped my rump hard, and yanked my tail down to stretch my vent open. In another situation I may have found that immensely pleasurable, but right now I was worried about dying by impalement.

The twins let rider go, he trotted over to me and forced his nose to my hole, deeply inhaling and apparently enjoying the scent. I felt his long thick wet tongue lap at my opening; I couldn't believe I was getting rimmed by a horse tongue; dam, did it feel good!

Rider stopped his licking as abruptly as he started, he stepped backwards then reared up on his hind legs. 'O gods, this is it!' I felt his weight press me down into the padding, his hooves pushed my wings aside and dug into my hunch; he gripped me tightly and aligned his wide shaft with my small opening.

He pushed in hard; I felt the head of his massive tool grind against my hole spreading it well beyond comfort. Rider pulled back a little, allowing a mere moment's rest before he realigned and rammed into me again; my hole painfully stretched around the thick girth of the mating tool.

I roared in pain; my claws grasped and scratched at anything I could get hold of. Rider put his weight into the next thrust, his huge member forcing its way deeper in to my depths; I gasped as he rammed into me yet again, spreading my tail-hole much wider; his head slammed into my intestinal wall, forcing it to bend and flex to avoid damage.

My insides literally moving around to accept such a large insertion was the most intensely painful thing I have ever felt, it was also the most satisfying. I felt the horses fleshy middle ring squeeze through my vent; half-way done; I had squeezed nearly two feet of thick horse dick up my tail-hole and survived. He humped into me again, even harder than before. His cock-head pushing impossibly deep into me; I felt as though my guts were being forced up my throat; each thrust pushed more of my organs out of the way. I could feel him push into parts I never knew could be reached; each thrust went deeper, and invoked new pain and new pleasure.

As his thrusts evened out and became rhythmic, the pain faded leaving only pleasure, deep intense pleasure; pleasure from being impaled with enormous cock. I wish I could have reached up and stroked myself; I was so damn hard, and there was so much pleasure; I just wanted to cum; it's funny how those animal instincts triumph in the end; I was in fear for my life not minutes ago and now I just wanted my release. I relaxed all my muscles, Rider did what he was bred to do; he pulled out nearly a foot after each thrust, creating a relax in pressure, before he rammed himself back up inside; the rhythmic expanding and contracting carried me into a new level of pleasure; I was so close I just needed a little more; I started to tighten up around him each time he pulled out, stimulating the stallion as much as I could; he increased speed; I had pleased my master and he rewarded me.

His thrusts quickened; he pounded my rear with all his strength, I suddenly felt his hide smack against my rump hard enough to cause my tail tip to whack against my muzzle.

I was stunned, I had actually done it; I felt an odd sense of pride as he drilled into me with short irregular thrusts. "Alright big-boy, you want to cum in me that's fine, you go right ahead." I said just as the large horse pressed against my tail one final time; his flare began to expand somewhere deep inside my bowels; I clamped down on his shaft for all I was worth; I could feel his throbbing heart through it.

The rush of seed sprang forth, shooting into me; the pressure built, as wave after wave of thick horse semen was forced up my digestive tract and into my belly. I came right then, hard, harder than I ever had before, and it was completely paw-free. The stallion emptied an enormous amount of seed in me; it stretched my stomach out further and further till it was shoved against the rest of my already smashed together organs; between the weight of the horse above emptying his seed directly into my gut, the flared head of his colossal shaft buried in me sealing it all inside, and the unyielding harness beneath me, there was no space left inside to fill; my gut started to hurt expanding as far as it could in the limited space.

Rider finally finished up; my organs moved back into their proper alignment as his drug his flare-head out of my intestines. I took a deep breath and let my tail drop; his seed flowed slowly out of my overstretched tail-hole dribbling down my tail and pooling beneath it.

"Well, congregations," Braze said with his grin still plastered to his maw, "we'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!"

He leapt in to the air followed closely by the twins.

"Seriously?! You're just going to leave me here!" I said pulling against the restraints. They said nothing as they flew off in a loose formation; I watched them as they disappeared over the tree-line, any hope I had of them turning around vanished.

"Now what the hell am I supposed to do?" I let my body go limp, at least it was comfortable.

'Maybe I'll just take a nap.'

Out of the corner of my half-closed eye I spotted the bottle of estrus leaning against the nearly-full container of lube; both were just inside tail-reach.

The horse snorted.

'I can always sleep later'.

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