Reunion
#3 of Arena Time
I originally wrote these stories as one large story with a smaller follow
up story. Ive been wanting to post them on yiffstar but the first one was
just way too big to fit. It took me a while reading the first one and
rereading it to decide that it could be split up but the first place it
is split isnt all that good. I wrote these when I was far younger so
please forgive the spelling and grammer.
These stories should not be read by anyone under 18. There is bondage,
torture, rape, humiliation, pregnancy, and painful egg laying.
Arena Time #3 Reunion.
Four more months, came and went. Every day, at 2 pm they were taken to the
arena, and where mated by ten males. Every once in a while a clever male
would get a female to speak a word, and the subsequent punishments would
sap all remaining strength from the guilty female.
One day, on the way out of the arena, from another day of being mounted ten
times, Sirree looked into the audience, and noticed that there was one
dracian male, not participating in all the cheering. Looking closer, she
saw it was Ril. His face showed sorrow and emptiness. Tears ran from his
eyes. As the guard continued to yank at the lanyard connected to her nose,
she could feel Ril's sorrow, and his love for her. And, she remembered now
much she loved him. The words of the angelic form from her dream came back
to her, ten fold, "I cursed your race, to never more, be able to bear young
from love, so you would look back and see what you have lost". And, as she
was walked back to her stall, she began to sob. As night approached
outside, a wave of intense sorrow hit Sirree. Not being with Ril hurt so
much. Knowing that Ril felt the same, just added to her sorrow. She could
not get to sleep, that night. She just lied there, sobbing bitterly.
The next morning, the guards served breakfast.
Sirree, was still very sad from seeing Ril. She was also very hungry.
The guard placed a plate in her stall. Sirree got down on all fours to eat.
But when she did, she accidently put her fore-claw on the rim of the plate,
and the food spilled onto the hay. The guard did not see this and had left.
Sirree was so hungry that she looked around, and when she was sure the
guard wasn't looking she began to pick up the food and put it back on the
plate. Sirree thought she was going to get away with it when the guard
turned to open a different stall door. He saw Sirree, and immediately went
over to Sirbel and whispered in his ear.
Sirbel spoke, "Female 35, you'll be receiving 20 strokes today".
Sirree, collapsed into the hay, and began to sob bitterly.
The guard brought in a new plate of food for Sirree.
Sirbel then addressed all the females, "OK, listen up. If you need to get
our attention for anything, tap on the glass. We will hear it. If your food
gets spilled, tap on the glass and we'll get you a new plate. Remember you
are not allowed to touch your food with your hands. I'm afraid female 35
here is going to learn that lesson the hard way".
At this point in time, Sirree didn't think she could bear her life any
more. She was separated from her love, and she was going to be tortured
before the day was out.
To Sirree, the day dragged on intolerantly slow. Once during that day she
defecated for the crowd, outside, to see.
When lunch came, she ate as her tears flowed.
Finally, the guards once again led the group of females to the arena.
Colonics were administered, the marking ceremony took place, and the males
began to mount their assigned females.
Each male consistently filled out all 15 minutes with the dildo, and each
female was exhausted by the time the tenth male had finished.
Up to now, Sirree had not broken one rule, and the only time she had felt
the pain giver dildo, was that first day. But, now she was assigned 20 full
strokes. Sirree, remembered how female 34 had passed out from this, and she
was severely frightened. But she was firmly fastened to the bench and was
already exhausted from ten males mounting her.
But, now the guard was approaching her with the brutally large hard rubber
tool in one hand and a tube of gelatin in the other. When Sirree saw this,
she began to instinctively yank on the chains binding her. Tears flowed
from her eyes. She watched the guard make his way to her tail.
When she felt the guard lube her cloaca, her head snapped forward. Her eyes
flew wide open and her pupils began to contract. She was in absolute fear
of what was to come, but she was doomed to endure it.
The guard began to work the tip at her cloaca. Sirree felt the guard push.
Her cloaca was forced open wide, and Sirree screamed in agony. The pain was
just as horrible as Sirree remembered. Her tears from her torment, flowed
profusely. Sirree felt the first rib brutally expand her cloaca even
further, and she screamed out in agony, once again. As the first rib
passed, her muscles contracted her cloaca around the dildo shaft. The
second rib began to move into her. The pain it caused forced another scream
from Sirree. As third rib began to open her cloaca, her screams of pain
began to lessen as she felt her strength leave her. But the pain was as
intense as ever. As rib after rib passed her cloaca, her strength was
sapped away. She had no more energy, that the intense pain could force into
a scream. All she could do is lie there and endure it. Tears flowed
profusely from her eyes. And her body, involuntarily writhed against the
pain.
The guard finally worked the dildo all the way in. Sirree had long since
lost the strength to scream. The guard held the dildo all the way in until
writhing of Sirree's body began to slow. Then he began to pull. Rib after
rib was slowly extracted from Sirree's body. Sirree could not believe how
painful each rib was as it was pulled out. She felt her cloacal muscles
grip the shaft of the immense dildo as rib after rib left her body.
The guard pulled all but one rib out of Sirree.
He announced, "STROKE ONE".
Then he slowly began to push it back in. Sirree felt each rib, once again
begin to enter her body. Her body, once again, began to writhe at the pain.
The guard slowly impaled Sirree with the dildo's length, and held it there,
then began to withdraw it once more.
He announced, "STROKE TWO".
Sirree never felt so helpless in her life. Her torture continued and there
was nothing she could do about it.
"STROKE THREE".
"STROKE FOUR".
"STROKE FIVE".
"STROKE SIX".
"STROKE SEVEN".
"STROKE EIGHT".
"STROKE NINE".
"STROKE TEN".
"STROKE ELEVEN".
"STROKE TWELVE".
Sirree did not know what happened, but she suddenly found herself waking up
with a bad and stinging smell in her nose. It was smelling salts. She then
noticed that her cloaca still felt like it was stretched wide open. The
guard began to push on the dildo and Sirree, once again, screamed out in
agony. It was the only sound she could manage as the dildo continued it's
slow and agonizing entrance into her body. Once again, tears flowed from
her eyes.
The guard completed impaling Sirree, held the dildo in for a second, then
began to withdraw it from her cloaca.
"STROKE THERTEEN".
Sirree could not believe it. She didn't even miss one stroke when she was
unconscious.
The guard continued, "STROKE FOURTEEN".
"STROKE FIFTEEN".
"STROKE SIXTEEN".
"STROKE SEVENTEEN".
"STROKE EIGHTEEN".
"STROKE NINETEEN".
The guard pulled the dildo all the way out and it made a horrible slurp.
"STROKE TWENTY".
The arena session was finally over and the guard with Sirree had to carry
her to her stall.
Tears were cascading off Sirree's face as the guard set her down in her
stall.
It didn't take long for Sirree to fall asleep despite it being bright
daylight outside.
The next morning came and breakfast was served. Sirbel was always extremely
conscious of which females had eaten, and since Sirree did not have the
strength to eat dinner the day before, she was given an extra large portion
for breakfast.
By now the females were quite used to the crowds parading outside, and
thought nothing of letting their droppings go in public view.
Shortly after finishing her large meal, Sirree had to go, and did so for
the entertainment of the crowd.
The females then settled down into the hay to passed the day as the crowd
filed by outside.
About one hour passed, then Sirree felt something strange. There was
tightness growing inside her lower abdomen, which slowly grew. She
attempted to quell it by wriggling her body around. But it just increased.
She then tried standing up. As soon as she did she felt something pop
inside her lower abdomen. All of a sudden, she felt faint and collapsed in
the hay.
A guard saw this and immediately pointed it out to Sirbel.
Sirbel said to the guard, "Quick lets get her to the infirmary. I do
believe stall group three might just have it's first success".
The muscular guard and Sirbel both gently picked up the limp Sirree and
carried her down the entrance hall to a side door.
Once at their destination, Sirbel commented to a dracian in a white coat,
"You know she was feeling particularly sad yesterday. That combined with
the punishment might just have had the desired effect".
Sirree's eye's fluttered open. She found herself lying down on something
soft, looking up at the ceiling.
Through the haze she saw Sirbel, who said "Don't say a word. I think you
might be our first female to ovulate. We've already taken some tests. We'll
find out in a minute. Just relax".
The dracian wearing a white coat stepped in. "She has indeed ovulated. She
is not pregnant yet. But, she most likely will be after today".
Sirbel spoke to Sirree in a gentle voice, "Just lie there and relax. You
should know by now that you can trust me, and that I've seen all this
thousands of times. You're strength will return. We've given you a shot of
vitamins that you'll need. You should be able to walk within the hour. But,
you can stay her as long as you feel the need, up until your arena time
comes. When you feel like you've recovered, just stand up and the guard
will lead you back to your stall".
Sirree noticed her muzzle and lanyard were still on. She lied there for
what seemed to her as a very long time. After a while she felt her body
completely relax from the tightness that signaled her ovulation. Some more
time passed and she became fidgety. She started feeling very dumb just
lying there, and got up.
The guard began to gently yank on the lanyard. Sirree took her queue, and
followed the guard back to the stalls. When they got there, all the guards
were facing her, so were all the females. Even the dracians out side were
looking directly at her. The guards, Sirbel, and the crowd out side
spontaneously let up a cheer, and the females clacked their head horns
against the windows in applause.
Sirbel spoke up, "This is for you, female 35. Your our first female to
ovulate".
Sirbel then addressed everyone else. "Now she's not pregnant yet. But there
is an extremely good chance that she will become so, after her arena
session, today".
Sirree was still very sad from not being with her beloved Ril, but two new
emotions began to creep into her soul. She, once again, felt the pride, she
felt on that first day. But then, the realization crept in, that she was
indeed going to become pregnant. Up until now it didn't seem real somehow.
But the reality, now started to sink in to Sirree's thoughts. She had seen
eggs before, when families adopt them. And, the smallest egg she had ever
seen was easily four times as thick as the pain giver dildo. The reality of
that immense dimension began to trouble her thoughts.
But for now she basked in the moment.
Lunch came and went, then the females were led up to the arena. The word of
Sirree's condition spread, and during the marking ceremony, all three males
chose Sirree.
Sirree was feeling especially vulnerable because she new that even one
males semen right now could make her pregnant. But, the guard had tied her
down to the bench, and there was no way she could resist. Her expression
was that of worry.
The ten males lining up behind her, all seemed extremely exited. Just the
knowledge that they might be the cause of her pregnancy, had made their
erections rock hard.
The first male prepared to mount Sirree. His penis was small so he had no
trouble trusting it in. When Sirree felt the penis penetrate her, she tried
to swallow a lump in her throat. The small male caused her no pain, but she
was afraid of, finally becoming pregnant. The small male, slowly and
rhythmically, humped Sirree. He slowly increased his speed, and began to
let out small grunts. Tears were flowing from Sirree's eyes. The males body
began to spasm. He gritted his teeth and his eyes crossed. Sirree felt the
males penis throb, surge, then fill her with semen. Sirree new that, now
there was a good chance she would be pregnant, and she began to cry. Her
tears of sorrow and fear did not deter the small male at all. He picked up
the standard dildo and began to impale Sirree's cloaca with it. The thought
of Sirree's pregnancy plus what he was currently doing to her, quickly
re-established the males erection. He pulled the dildo out of her and
quickly mounted her again. It took longer, but he once again, spilled his
seed into Sirree. Sirree knew that with every copulation, that her chances
of escaping pregnancy, grew smaller and smaller.
The small male picked up the standard dildo and finished out his 15
minutes.
The next male stepped up to Sirree, his erection was rock hard. He stepped
up to the stool and mounted her. It didn't take long before he ejaculated
into Sirree. This male, then, picked up the dildo, and began to use it on
Sirree. Once again, the thought of Sirree's pregnancy, helped to
re-establish his erection. And, he mounted Sirree, once again.
The third male, also was able to copulate with Sirree, twice.
The fourth, fifth, seventh, eighth, and ninth males all managed to spill
there seed, twice, into Sirree.
Sirree's tears continued to flow, because she knew by now that there was no
chance, what so ever, that she would not be pregnant, and she was
frightened.
The tenth male, mounted Sirree. His copulation came fairly quickly. After
using the dildo, the male regained his erection. He mounted Sirree again.
It didn't take much longer than the first time, until Sirree once again,
felt the male fill her with his seed. Once again the male picked up the
dildo. Sirree thought at least it'll now be over. But to her surprise, the
male pulled the dildo out, and stepped up onto the stool. This time, the
male took much longer. But eventually he filled Sirree with even more
semen. He once again, reached for the dildo, but Sirbel, announced that the
final turn was up.
The days arena session now finished, the guards led the females back to
their stalls. Sirree was still very afraid of what was to come. She lied
down in the hay, still whimpering at the thought.
The next mornings breakfast, came and went.
To Sirree's surprise, Sirbel himself, came in her stall, untied the
lanyard, then began to lead her.
They went to the same office, where she found herself waking up, the other
day. Sirbel bid her to lie down on her back on the soft bench.
The same dracian in the white coat was there. He said, "Now lets see if
you've become pregnant".
He stuck some sort of instrument into Sirree's cloaca, then withdrew it.
Then he went into an adjacent room.
Sirbel sat in a chair in the corner of the room. Sirree continued to lie on
her back. About a half an hour passed.
The white coat wearing dracian, came back into the room and said, "Yes she
is quite pregnant".
The expression on Sirree's face fell into an extreme despair.
Sirbel urged her to sit up. Once she was sitting, Sirbel began to talk to
her, in a conciliatory voice, "I hate to give you bad news, right now, but
you must know. The disease that hit our race is extremely insidious. Eggs
take a very long time to develope inside females. It's typically about six
months. Unless you're cloaca is continually forced into arousal, you body
will probably abort the eggs. So you must continue your arena sessions. The
doctor here will let me know when it's a good time to stop. Typically, that
happens about two weeks before you will lay your eggs. Come on. Lets go
back to the stall. There's a surprise there for you".
He then began to lead her back to the stalls.
When they got to her stall, Sirree noticed something very different. The
guards had been busy, while they were away. In her stall was a finely
woven, massive, wicker bowl. In the bowl was finely shaven, and very soft
flax.
Sirbel started to talk to Sirree in a kind voice, "This is for you. Now
that your pregnant, we want to protect the growing eggs inside you. So here
is a soft bed for you to use. It's best if you sleep on your stomach, on
the soft flax. That helps the eggs develope correctly. We'll change the
flax out, daily. Come on. I have another surprise for you".
He led her up to the arena, where another stalls arena session was just
finishing. No females were assigned punishments, so there was a 15 minute
break.
Sirbel spoke to an attending guard. "Could you bring out a pregnancy bench
please"?
The guard went behind the curtain and brought out a bench that had the same
metallic feet as the other benches, but was strangely shaped. There was a
round area in the middle where there was a deep depression. There were
extra supports around the arm and leg areas.
Sirbel then turned to Sirree and said, "This special bench is designed to
take weight off your stomach, and allow you to continue your arena
sessions, during your pregnancy. OK, lets go back to the stall".
Sirree, was still very frightened, but seeing the, relatively, royal
treatment she was getting, somehow took the edge off her fear.
Sirree, tried out her new bed. Compared to the hay, it was extremely soft.
And, she enthusiastically, snuggled down into it.
Lunch time came. Then went. Then that days arena session arrived. When
Sirree got up on the new bench it felt very weird. But she soon got used to
it, and settled down in preparation to be mounted, copulated with, and
stimulated with a dildo, by ten males.
* * *
The months wore on.
Occasionally, a male would get one of the females to utter a word. And,
subsequently that female would be tortured with the pain giver dildo,
screaming for all her worth.
Sirree was getting used to the special bench, which she found, oddly
comfortable, especially now that her stomach was beginning to grow.
Two months had passed, and female 37 had, ovulated, then become pregnant,
and got her own special bed and bench.
Their schedule was never interrupted: Breakfast, Public viewing, Lunch,
then the arena session. All ten females had long since gotten used to
defecting in full view of the public and thought nothing of it.
The months wore on.
Sirree's stomach steadily grew. Sirree began to see why she was given all
the special attention. She needed it. She could not believe how fat she was
getting.
Four months passed. Then five.
Sirree's stomach had become immense. And now the doctor was examining her
on a daily basis. The doctor started to make comments like, "Very good. You
should be laying soon".
Comments like these always made Sirree feel flush with worry.
The following days passed slowly for Sirree. Her thoughts were preoccupied
with what egg laying would feel like. She knew how painful the pain giver
dildo was, but it paled in comparison to the size of a dracian egg. She
just could not imagine what it would be like. And, it frightened her.
One day, the doctor said, "I think it's time we start holding you back from
the arena sessions".
Sirbel was there. He said, "OK, Female 35. I want to tell you that until
you've finished laying your eggs, and are ready to go back to the arena,
the, no talking, rule does not apply to you. Believe me, the rule is
rescinded at this time for a VERY good reason, that you will find out".
That day, when the other females went to the arena, she felt a bit guilty
that she was not to join them. She could her their moans of forced mating
from down the hall. When they came back from the arena session they were
given dinner. Sirree had been given extra collard greens, ever since she
had become pregnant.
Day after day passed as Sirree waited, nervously, in her bed of flax.
Twelve days passed. The sun came up on the thirteenth day and breakfast was
served. Sirree had defecated, the night before and a guard proceed to clean
it up.
Then the crowd began to file passed, outside.
And the day went on.
An hour past, and Sirree felt her body give a push, much like she was
trying to defecate, but she did not control it.
Her eyes opened wide. She realized that it was time for the eggs to come.
She laid there for ten minutes with a look of extreme concern on her face.
The other nine females started to realize that it was Sirree's time to lay,
and they all had expressions of great concern.
Sirree felt her body push again, then relax. A few minutes passed, then
Sirree felt another push. Suddenly, a large amount of thick liquid flowed
from here cloaca, and Sirree gasped. When she collected herself, she
instinctively, scuttled slightly forward on the nest, and spread her legs
wide over it.
Sirbel had gotten word that Sirree was going into labor and rushed in. He
gently pushed Sirree's tail up in the air and said to her. "Try to hold
your tail up at least this high. It will help you, a little, to pass the
eggs".
He then let go, and Sirree did as she was instructed.
Sirree, felt her body give another push. Then, she felt an egg move a tiny
amount. Her breaths increased for a moment, then relaxed. A few moments
passed. Sirree then felt a strong build up in her abdomen, which released
into an extremely hard push. She grunted through her nose as she worked
through the push. The oval object inside her began to move and expand her
tubes. It caused a wave of pain and Sirree's grunts escalated into short
screams, which degenerated into hard breaths. Sirree could not believe how
much pain she was already in, and the egg had not even seen the light of
day yet. A few more moments passed. Sirree once again felt her abdominal
muscles build up then push down strongly. The first egg expanded her tubes
to it's full width.
All of the other nine females gasped in horror, when they heard the scream
that Sirree let out just then. It was completely different than the sounds,
the pain giver dildo caused. It was easily twice as loud and slightly lower
in pitch.
Sirree was in tremendous agony.
The scream degenerated and became some involuntary words. Her eyes closed
and tears, streamed from her face. Half crying through the words she
sobbed, "NOOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOOOO! NOOOOOOO! IT HUUUURTS! IT HUUUUUURTS BAD!
SOMEONE HEL... SOMEO ......"
Sirree felt her abdominal muscles, once again, building up. Her eyes flew
wide open. Her pupils were fully dilated. She felt it release into another
strong push. The egg began to slowly open her cloaca. Sirree tried to
scream but nothing came out. Both her eyes and mouth were wide open. Tears
were pouring from her face. Her head vibrated, because Sirree was in
horrible agony. Her eyes slowly closed. Her breaths came violent and fast.
Moments passed and Sirree felt her abdomen, once again build up. She
managed to shake her head back and fourth once, before her body released
with another strong push. The egg opened cloaca some more, and shot intense
waves of pain through Sirree's body. Her eyes and mouth, once again snapped
wide open, and her head vibrated violently. Slowly, her eyes shut once
again, and once again, she felt another strong build up in her abdominal
muscles. Her body, once again pushed down, hard. The egg brutally expanded
her cloaca, almost to it's widest point, shooting even more intense waves
of pain through out her body. Sirree's eyes and mouth, once again flew wide
open. But now the egg began to slip on it's own. As Sirree felt the egg
begin to exit her body, her eyes crossed and her head arched back.
The egg made a loud horrible slurp, and exited her body. And Sirree
collapsed over the nest, sobbing. Never before, in her life, had she
experienced such incredible waves of pain. Yet, somehow, it was completely
different from any other pain she had ever felt.
All she could do is just lie there and sob. But then she felt her body
begin to push again. Her second egg was beginning to come.
Over and over, her body would push against the large white oval, within
her. Her agony returned, and she let out another terrifying scream of pain.
Once again, she would call out for help but no one could, "NOOOOOOOOOO! IT
HUUUUUUURTS! IT HUUUURTS SO MUCH! SOMEONE HELP ME! SOMEO ......"
But, the waves of pain would steadily grow. All her strength went to endure
it, and her screams of agony and despair were cut off. Push after push
slowly moved the egg down, brutally expanding her cloaca. Every push would
send intense waves of pain through out her body. And, every time a wave of
the horrifying pain would hit, her eyes and mouth would fly wide open and
her head would shake violently.
The egg began to slip on it's own and, finally dropped to the nest,
trailing a thin line of thick liquid to her cloaca.
She had laid two eggs, and was exhausted, but her belly was still fat with
eggs.
Her terrifying agony would continue.
Her body began to push once more. The spasming of her body, and her
terrible screaming, was evidence of the horrifying pain she was going
through. The third egg slowly emerged. It made a horrible slurp as it fell,
and left a thin thread of liquid hanging from her cloaca.
She did not have much rest. Her body started to push against the fourth
egg. It forced another terrifying scream from her. Push after agonizing
push, worked to evict an immense white oval from her body. The egg, covered
in Sirree's juices, again made a terrible slurp.
Her terrifying agony, continued, as her body struggled to evict a fifth
egg, and then a sixth egg, and finally a seventh.
And, she collapsed over the nest.
Female 37 began to cry, for now she knew what was to come, and she was
frightened.
Sirree, had started laying at 9:00am but it was now noon. It had taken 3
hours for her to lay her eggs.
The guards came out with lunch but Sirree couldn't even lift her head to
eat. The guard that came to Sirree's stall had with him several towels and
a tube of the healing gelatin. He proceeded to apply some of the gelatin to
a towel. He then applied it to Sirree's stretched, red, and extremely sore,
cloaca. Sirree felt it sting a little and her body jerked. But then, it
began to soothe her throbbing cloaca. When the guard was done he began to
wipe down the eggs, gently drying them with the remaining towels.
Sirree just lied there, completely exhausted. Sirbel walked into her stall
and said, "Just lie there and rest. We won't be taking you back to the
arena for several more days".
Two hours passed, and the guards started taking the nine other females to
the arena.
Once again, Sirree heard their moans of forced mating coming from the
arena.
She had not even seen the eggs yet, for she did not even have the strength
to lift her head. But, as the arena session wore on, she felt, just a
little strength return. And she turned to finally get a look at her
offspring. The eggs were large, leathery, brilliant white, and perfect
ovals. Sirree was fascinated by them and ran the palm of her front claw
over them.
She could still hear the moaning sounds of forced mating coming from the
arena. And it got louder as the males penis sizes increased.
Finally, the arena session was over and Sirbel, the guards, and the nine
females all returned.
Sirbel walked into Sirree's stall, and said, "You should feel proud. You've
laid your first clutch. Lay one more clutch of eggs and you can go home. By
the way, you can still speak until your next arena session in a few days".
Sirree, looked down at the perfect eggs in the nest with her, for a few
seconds, then looked back up at Sirbel, and said, in a soft voice, "Thank
you".
Sirbel said, in a soft voice, "You'ld be surprised how many times females
have thanked me at this time. You'ld think after going through such
torture, that I would be cursed. But it always does my heart good to hear
that from a female. I do my best to help females, to help our race live.
But, that doesn't mean that I don't care, and that I don't regret having to
cause so much pain. Since you have a husband, you can pick one egg to send
to him. Even, if you were there, though, there would be no way for you to
take care of seven young. We'll give your other eggs good homes".
Sirree was sad that she would have to give up six of her seven eggs, but
she saw the truth in Sirbels words.
She carefully looked over the eggs. There was one that was particularly
large, white, perfectly shaped, which caught her eye. A simple touch from
Sirree's claw told Sirbel which one she chose.
A guard brought in one small and one large basket. Both were lined with
soft flax. Sirbel gently picked up the egg Sirree chose, and laid it in the
small basket. The guard started gently picking up the other eggs and laying
them in the large basket.
Sirbel said, "Don't worry, we'll make sure this egg gets to Ril safely".
The next couple of days, Sirree was given meals with extra collard greens
to replace her lost calcium, and the doctor gave her a shot of vitamins.
Slowly her strength returned. After two days her legs firmed up, and she
could stand once more. The doctor was talking to Sirbel.
Sirbel signaled to a guard. The guard then took the cozy nest out of
Sirree's stall. Sirree then knew that she would be going back to the arena
that day.
* * *
Two months latter female 37 began her labor. Knowing what she went through,
Sirree was very frightened for female 37. Female 37's screams of agony and
despair, were just as torturous as Sirree's. She laid a total of nine eggs.
Sirree was beginning to find the arena sessions boring. Nothing even came
close to the pain she experienced when she laid her eggs.
One day during her arena session, a particularly cruel male was trying to
get her to talk. Sirree was having none of it. She had a bored and
disgusted look on her face. She turned to look at her tormenter, who was
unsuccessfully trying to get her to say "NO".
Then a devilish little grin on her face began to show. Instead of saying
"NO", she said "Dildo", as if she were asking for it. She knew she could
take a ten stroke punishment. She knew it would still hurt but she now knew
what real pain was.
The audience gasped, the cruel male, and the other nine females, looked at
her with a look of shock mixed with confusion. Why would she actually ask
for it?
Sirbel had a huge smile on his face. He had seen this before, and he knew
exactly what she was doing. He said, "Female 35 is assigned a ten stroke
penalty".
The arena session continued. Two other males mounted Sirree, and used the
dildo on her. Sirree looked completely bored.
The guard then brought out the pain giver dildo, and began to lube Sirree's
cloaca. He then worked the tip at her cloaca, then pushed hard. Sirree,
screamed, but still had a smile on her face, almost as if she were enjoying
it. All, through the ten strokes, even though Sirree eventually lost her
strength, and her breaths came fast and hard, the smile never left her
face.
The other nine females looked on in wonder as Sirree seemed to be enjoying
the whole process.
After the ten strokes were over, the females were led back to the stalls.
Sirbel entered Sirree's stall he had a smirk on his face. He said, "I know
what you were doing. You figured that now that you've endured egg laying,
the pain giver dildo is a piece of cake. You figured you'ld spoil that
cruel males fun, and impress some of the other females".
Sirree had a self satisfied smirk on her face and shook her head up and
down for yes.
Sirbel continued, "You also figured that if you could withstand it, it
might help you to ovulation quicker".
Sirree, shook her head up and down for yes.
Sirbel continued, "But, it still hurt".
Sirree, shook her head up and down for yes.
Sirbel continued, "I can't stop you from doing that, and as a matter of
fact I encourage it. However, I do want to give you a word of caution.
Volunteer for stroking, only when you know you have plenty of energy to
endure it. You're stall hasn't seen this yet, but there are males out there
who's penises are freakishly big. And, sometimes they do win the lottery. I
don't know if you remember that farmer who won marking rights, and chose
you above all the others. His penis pails in comparison to some who have
come through here. The pain giver dildo is as big as the largest male to
ever come through here, long ago. And we added the ribs for extra effect.
Currently, there is talk of a male, out there, who comes close to this
size. His name is Oorsud. And, I have personal information, that he is
trying to win the lottery. My point is, be careful and don't use up all
your energy. You might need it some day".
Sirbel's words erased a self satisfied smirk from Sirree's face. She shook
her head up and down to indicate that she understood.
* * *
Months continued to pass. Four had come and gone and three more females had
doubled over, in their first ovulation.
One, had ovulated after a particularly clever male got her to say "Please,
no". And, she received 20 strokes for her trouble.
None of the females, even noticed the smell of dracian fecal matter, on the
floor, any more, and thought nothing of letting it go in their stalls.
The days went to schedule, breakfast, public viewing, lunch then the arena
session.
Every once in a while Sirree got really bored and full of energy and said
"Dildo" in front of the crowd. She always waited for an arena session,
because she delighted in the gasps of disbelief she got from the crowd, and
the amazement she caused in the other females.
Sirree knew that ten strokes were still quite painful and exhausting, but
she knew she could take it. Never the less, she still was never able to
hold in a scream from the first stroke.
One day she felt especially energetic, and mischievous. She decided to try
for twenty strokes, so during the arena session, she said "Two dildos".
The audience gasped, and Sirbel said "Female 35 is assigned 20 strokes".
Sirbel's expression was not pleased. He thought that Sirree might be trying
to rush things to much.
Never the less, the guard gave Sirree 20 strokes that day. At around the
14th stroke Sirree felt herself loosing consciousness, as her body writhed
at the large hard rubber tool impaling her. But she forced herself to
remain conscious. She was going to show the crowd, guards, the other
females, and Sirbel that she could take it.
Finally, the guard pulled the dildo out of her, and announced, "STROKE
TWENTY".
Sirree, collapsed over the bench. But she had a huge smile on her face. She
had survived twenty strokes and did not pass out.
After that days session, in the stalls, Sirbel said to Sirree, "Female 35,
be careful, you might be going a little fast".
Sirree was extremely exhausted.
The next days session was uneventful.
When they got back to the stalls, Sirbel stood in front the stalls, and
began to speak. "May I have your attention. I have some bad news. A male
named Oorsud has won a lottery spot. His penis measures three inches thick.
In case you don't know, that's the same size as the shaft of the pain giver
dildo. Now its true there are no ribs on his penis, but he will be able to
use it for as long as he can last, possibly for the hole 15 minutes. Ten
strokes from the pain giver dildo lasts about five minutes. But, that's not
the worst news. He has won a marking spot. Prepare yourselves. One of you
is in for some great pain for a very long time".
Sirree, began to feel a little worry. Just a day ago, she was stroked 20
times. Could she endure such a male? A small lump in her throat developed.
That night not one female got very much sleep. They were all wondering,
what it would be like to be mounted by such a male.
The next day breakfast, viewing, and lunch, came as normal. Then the
females were lead to the arena and tied down to the grating for the marking
ceremony. One male came in and stood over female 37. Apparently he found
that she had already laid eggs, erotic. To female 37's relief his penis was
normal size. He let his feces drop to her cloaca. The next male, came on
stage and stood over female 37. Much to female 37's relief, he also had a
normal size penis. But, now she was a bit frightened. Would Oorsud also
pick her? The male let his feces drop.
Then Oorsud stepped on stage.
To Sirree's great horror, he immediately headed for her and stood over her.
Sirree's eyes bulged in horror, when she saw what was hanging down under
the dracian. The member was immense. Sirree, tried to swallow a lump in her
throat, as she yanked on her chains.
Oorsud let his feces drop onto Sirree's cloaca.
Colonics were administered, and the general mating commenced.
Normally, Sirree would have been bored, but she couldn't help thinking what
was going to happen when Oorsud finally got to her.
The queued up males slowly worked their way to Sirree. Each male finished
off their 15 minutes with the standard dildo.
Then Oorsud stepped up on stage. he picked up the bench and moved it around
to the front.
Sirree, expression of concern increased. She thought, he wants me to suck
on his large member first?
But what Oorsud did next surprised Sirree. He bent down until his snout was
at the same level as hers. He began to nuzzle her. And, then he began to
talk softly to Sirree. "Female 35, I chose you for a reason. I know I'm a
bit of a freak. I know I'm probably going to cause you pain. But I'll try
to be as gentle as I can. I chose you because I know you were the first to
lay eggs, in your stall. I know that, since you laid eggs, you should be
able to endure my large penis better than the other females. Also, you're
more likely to ovulate sooner. Maybe, my large size can help you to your
next ovulation, so you can go home sooner. I'm going to choose you all week
to try and help you to ovulation. I haven't been able to get an erection.
Could you please help me"?
Sirree was still very scared, but Oorsud's soft and gentle demeanor, calmed
Sirree a little. She invitingly opened her mouth.
Oorsud moved the stool into place, and began to insert his penis into her
mouth. She barely could stretch her mouth wide enough.
Oorsud began to slowly hump, as Sirree did her best to lick at its tip,
which was about all that she could get into her mouth. The large member
slowly stiffened.
Oorsud took the tip out of Sirree's mouth, then moved the stool around to
Sirree's cloaca. A wave of panic overcame Sirree and she began to yank at
her chains.
Oorsud stepped up on the stool and began to work the tip of his penis at
Sirree's cloaca. When Sirree felt this, she gasped and her eyes flew wide
open.
Oorsud then pushed hard. Sirree felt his penis force open her cloaca, and
she screamed in pain. But, then Sirree felt Oorsuds foreclaws gently
caressing the sides of her thighs, and her scream lessened into violent and
hard breaths. Oorsud slowly began to pull his penis back, dragging Sirree's
cloacal walls with it. He then started to push back in. Sirree's eyes were
wide open, and her pupils were dilated. Tears were streaming from her face.
Oorsud settled into a slow and methodical rhythm.
It had been a long time since Sirree felt the horrible pushing feeling that
she felt that first day. Even the pain giver dildo didn't cause this
specific feeling, but the large amount of real flesh impaling her, brought
the feeling back, and increased it ten fold.
Her body began to writhe in an effort to endure the pain. Then it began to
jerk violently. She gritted her teeth, crossed her eyes and threw her head
back as she felt her body push back hard against his penis.
Oorsud kept up his slow rhythm, impaling Sirree over and over. Sirree's
body continued to writhe. The tremendous pain of the pain giver dildo's
massive ribs, was not there, but an awful dull throbbing pain continued to
engulf her cloaca. Sirree began to cry.
Oorsud didn't stop. He seemed to have a duration in proportion to the size
of his member.
Sirree's breaths, once again built up as she felt her body, once again bear
down on the huge member.
Oorsud just kept on going. Sirree kept on thinking to herself, "Please
finish. Please finish. I can't take it any more". But, Oorsud did not stop.
Sirree began to think this was more horrible than the pain giver dildo ever
was. Once again she felt her muscles build up and her breaths increased.
Her body, once again bore down hard against his penis. And, Oorsud just
kept on going.
Eventually, Sirree couldn't even lift her head. She kept on thinking to
herself, "Please let him finish. How much longer can he last"?
Finally, Sirree felt Oorsud's body spasm. He stopped humping her.
Sirree felt Oorsuds penis throb and then expand. She then felt copious
amounts of Oorsuds seed flowing into her.
Oorsud pulled out his penis, and Sirree collapsed over the bench.
Oorsud began to pick up the dildo, but Sirbel spoke up and said that "male
ten's turn is over".
Tears were still streaming from Sirree's eyes.
The females were then led back to the stalls. Sirree could hardly stand.
Dinner was served, and the females, settled in for the night.
The next morning, Sirree's cloaca was still very sore. She had no healing
gelatin to protect her from Oorsud's attention. And, she once again, looked
very sad.
Breakfast was served, and viewing commenced. Sirree had to defecate.
It hurt a bit to pass her feces because her cloaca was still sore.
Hours passed as the crowd outside looked at the females, forced to be
animals.
Once lunch had come around, Sirree's cloaca had finally calmed down a bit.
But now it was only two hours until she would have to go back to the arena,
and eventually, be impaled by the massive penis once more.
Sirree was as scared as ever. She kept on thinking, "How can she endure his
attentions again".
The hours passed slowly. 2:00pm eventually came and the females were led to
the arena for that days session, and were tied down to the grating for the
days marking ceremony. The first two males came out and made their choices.
Then it was Oorsuds turn. Once again, he stood over Sirree, and let his
feces drop onto her cloaca.
Colonics were given, then general mating began.
There was little the first nine males could do to stimulate Sirree's
cloaca. But they all emptied their seed into her anyway. Sirree remained
worried about what was to come, right through their attentions.
And then it was Oorsud's turn. Sirree looked back with a look of extreme
fear on her face, as tears rolled down her face. Oorsud's erection was
already rock hard.
He climbed up on the stool and began to work his penis against her cloaca.
Sirree, gasped and thought, "Not again".
Oorsud then thrust hard, forcing a scream of pain from Sirree. He slowly
withdrew, then began to thrust back in. He settled into a slow and
methodical, rhythm. Sirree's scream had become violent and fast breaths.
She felt his massive penis dragging her cloacal muscles with it, and the
horrible need to push returned. Sirree felt her abdominal muscles slowly
building up. Then she felt them release and bear down on his penis. When
she felt it, she let out a straining grunt through her nose. When the
bearing down was over, she began to sob.
Oorsud's stamina was as great as ever and he just kept humping Sirree, very
slowly.
Sirree's body writhed in pain. She, once again, wished that he would spill
his seed into her, only so that his penis wouldn't be inside her, and she
could endure the regular size dildo.
But Oorsud just kept humping her. Sirree's breaths remained hard, only
occasionally interrupted by a sob or two.
Sirree could not believe how long Oorsud could last. The minutes seemed to
last an eternity, an eternity of intense torture and forced mating.
Once again Sirree's body bore down hard against his penis, but Oorsud
didn't skip a beat.
Sirree felt her body bear down twice more before she finally felt Oorsud's
body seize, then begin to jerk. She felt his penis throb within her cloaca.
Then she felt it expand and give forth his seed, into her. He then
collapsed over her back as his erection rapidly disappeared. Sirree felt
him gently caressing her sides with the palms of his claws, and nuzzle her
back with the underside of his snout.
Oorsud finally recovered, then reached for the regular dildo.
Sirree felt Oorsud impale her with the dildo, but she didn't care. She
finally could get some rest from his immense penis.
Then Sirbel announced "The ten males time is up".
The arena session was finally, over. Sirree could hardly stand. Her cloaca
was very sore. All the way back to the stall, she cried, bitterly.
The next day went much the same; breakfast, viewing, lunch, then the arena
session started.
Sure to his word Oorsud chose Sirree, once again, by defecating on her
cloaca.
Colonics were given. Nine males, mounted Sirree, dumped their seed into her
and finished off there time with the dildo.
Oorsud, once again, mounted Sirree, and Sirree screamed out in pain once
again. Once again Oorsud nearly finished his time, by slowly impaling
Sirree over and over with his penis.
Sirree did not know now much more of this she could take. Once again she
could barely stand after the arena session was complete. And once again,
she cried bitterly.
The next morning breakfast was served right on schedule, then the viewing
began. Barely a few minutes passed when Sirree, felt her abdomen tighten.
She doubled over, and fell into the hay.
A visit to the doctor confirmed that she had ovulated again.
Sirree was taken back to her stall. Viewing continued. Lunch came and went.
Then the arena session approached. Sirree was more frightened than ever.
Not only would Oorsud choose her once again but now their would be very
little chance she wouldn't be pregnant before the day was out.
True to his word Oorsud once again, let his feces drop to her cloaca.
Colonics were given.
Then general mating began. As Sirree felt each male spill his seed into her
cloaca, she felt her doom of pregnancy steadily approach.
Nine males, mounted Sirree, spilled their seed into her, then used the
dildo on her.
Once again, Oorsud stepped up on stage. His erection was rock hard. He had
heard about her condition, which increased his excitement all the more.
Once again, he impaled Sirree and once again she screamed in agony.
Once again, he used his full 15 minutes before he finally spilled his seed
into her.
Now Sirree wasn't just crying from the pain and her sore cloaca. Now she
new her second clutch would be on the way, and she was frightened.
The rest of that week, 27 more males would mate with Sirree, and Oorsud
would fill her with his seed three more times.
Sirree could finally relax now that Oorsud had used up his week.
But, now her emotions ran wildly in a different direction. On the one had,
the end of her long torture was finally in sight. On the other hand, the
worst torture of all lay at the very end.
* * *
Months flowed by.
Sirree, once again, had a cozy nest to lie in.
The three females who became pregnant slowly came to term.
When the first one began to lay, her screams of terrifying agony, brought
back memories to Sirree. Knowing she would go through this once again, she
threw her arms over her eyes and began to sob.
As the months went by, the schedule of breakfast, viewing, lunch, arena
session, then dinner, flowed on day after day.
During meals the guards would clean the stalls of the females droppings,
and give them baths.
And Sirree's stomach steadily grew.
The second female came to term and began to lay. Once again, the tremendous
agony, emanating from the stall, reminded Sirree about what was to come.
Shortly after, the third female began to lay her eggs.
During arena sessions, Sirree never even noticed the males marking her,
mating with her, and using the dildo on her. Her thoughts were preoccupied
with her pregnancy.
The days passed slowly. With each passing day Sirree's stomach got larger.
And, as it increased, so did her sense of her impending doom, of the
terrifying torture that she would be going through.
Three months passed. Then four. Then five.
Sirree's stomach had become immense. It was even larger than her last
clutch. And, now there was only a matter of weeks left.
One day Sirbel came by her stall and did his best to cheer Sirree up. He
said, "I know you're worried. Look at it this way. You'll soon be home with
Ril".
Twelve days later, the doctor said, "Well, I think yesterday was your very
LAST arena session. You'll soon be laying and once you've done, then
rested, you can go home.
As the days passed, Sirree listened to the moans of forced mating. She was
the first to reach her second clutch and, for some reason she was going to
miss her fellow females.
Five days came and went. Then ten. Then fifteen.
On the sixteenth day, Sirree woke, then finished breakfast.
Almost, as she finished the last bite, she felt her abdominal muscles
contract. Her eyes flew wide open in fear. She immediately spread her legs
wide over the nest, and held her tail up high. A few minutes passed, then
she felt her abdomen build up, then bear down. A rush of thick liquid pored
out of her cloaca, dampening the nest, and her lower abdomen, between her
legs. Her expression was of great fear, as a tear rolled down her face. She
felt her abdomen build up again. Her body then pushed down hard. She let
out a grunt through her nose as the hard push came. She felt the first egg
move just a little. Her breaths came hard and fast. A minute later, she
felt her abdomen build up again then release in a strong push. She gritted
her teeth and grunted through it. The egg began to expand her tube and a
wave of pain hit her. Sirree, then let out a terrifying scream of agony,
which degenerated into sobs and cries for help. "NOOOOOOOOO. SOMEONE HELP
ME! IT HUUUUUURTS BAD! IT HUUU... IT HUUUU...." Another build up of her
abdomen came. Her body, again, pushed down hard. The egg inside her
brutally expanded her tube to its full width which sent horrifying waves of
pain through her body. Her eyes flew wide open, and so did her mouth. Her
head vibrated violently in evidence of the pain she was going through.
Slowly her eyes closed, as her hard breaths returned. But the egg had not
even started expanding her cloaca yet. She felt her body build up yet
again. It released into yet another hard push. A small white circle began
to appear at her cloaca. Once again, horrible waves of pain shot through
her. Her eyes and mouth snapped wide open and rivers of tears flowed over
her face. The incredible pain caused her head to vibrate violently. Once
again her eyes slowly closed. Again, her abdomen built up, and released in
a strong push. The egg slowly and brutally increased the size of her
cloaca. And the terrifying pain increased in proportion. Once again, her
eyes and mouth flew wide open, and her head vibrated violently. Tears
continued to flow from her eyes, and saliva rolled off the end of her
tongue. The pain did not let up. Every time the egg moved, it added to the
terrifying pain. Sirree's eyes once again began to shut as her abdominal
muscles built up once again. Again, her body push down hard against the
immense white oval. The egg expanded her cloaca to its full width sending
even greater waves of pain through her body. Once again her eyes and mouth
popped wide open, and her head shook violently. The egg finally exited her
body with a horrible slurp, and left a trail of sticky liquid hanging from
her cloaca. Sirree's arms and legs went limp over the nest, and tears still
seeped from her eyes. Her breathing was deep and hard.
Slowly she started to catch her breath. But her stomach still housed many
eggs.
A few minutes passed, then Sirree felt her body begin to bear down once
again. Her eyes showed her worry and fear, as tears streamed from them.
Sirree felt her abdominal muscles build up once more, and then release in a
hard push. The second egg began to move, giving Sirree a small wave of
pain. Her hard and rapid breathing returned. Then another abdominal build
up came, and released into a hard push, and she grunted through her nose.
The second egg expanded her tube and approached her cloaca, sending a
terrifying wave of pain through her body. Sirree, once again, screamed out
in agony, and began to plead for help. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I CAA.. I CAN'T
STAN... IT HUUUUURTS! SOMEONE HELP ME. NNNG....."!
But no one could. Sirree was doomed to this agony.
Her abdominal muscles built up once more, then bore down hard. And, Sirree
grunted through her nose and clenched her teeth. The massive white ovoid
began to kiss her cloaca and expand it. The incredible pain prevented her
from uttering a sound. Her eyes and mouth flew open wide once more, and her
head shook violently. Her breathing was hard and deep. Her eyes, once
again, slowly closed. Her abdomen built up once again, and her breaths
increased. Once again, her abdomen pushed down hard, causing her to clench
her teeth and grunt through her nose. The egg pushed her cloaca open,
wider, sending yet another terrifying wave of pain through her. The pain,
once again, forced her eyes and mouth, wide open. Sirree was in frightening
agony. Yet another abdominal build up, then a hard push, moved the egg to
its apex, sending even more terrifying waves of pain through her body. The
egg finally exited her body with a slurp, and another trail of sticky
liquid hung from her cloaca.
Once again Sirree collapsed over the nest, and did her best to catch her
breath. Tears were still streaming from her face.
Before her hard breaths completely died down, her body began to push once
more. And another egg began to move. Another push, and the egg entered and
expanded her tubes, and she screamed in terrifying agony once again. And
once again, she cried out in her torment, "NOOOOOOOO! NOT AGAIN! I CA.. I
CAN'T STAND THE PA... IT HUUUUURTS"! Her body, involuntarily pushed over
and over, struggling mightily to evict the large white ovals within her.
And, every time an egg moved, terrifying waves of pain would shoot through
her body.
Sirree felt, utterly helpless. She felt completely doomed to frightening
torment.
Another strong push and the third egg began to expand her cloaca.
Her body bore down on the egg, over and over, and each time it slipped a
little further, and each time waves of pain would increase her torment.
Finally the egg exited her body, making a horrible slurp as it left. And it
left a string of thick liquid back to her cloaca.
Once again she collapsed over the nest.
Her rest did not last long as her body began to evict the forth egg. And,
her torment continued.
Her body went through more pushing, terrifying screams of agony and labor.
Her body struggled just as mightily to evict the forth egg.
And, then her fifth egg began to move.
Sirree's body went through more hard pushing, and more terrifying screams
of agony.
Her labor was pure agony, as push after push created horrible waves of
pain.
Her fifth egg finally dropped.
And then her body began to evict a sixth egg.
Another scream of agony erupted from Sirree, and tears flowed like rivers
from her face.
The sixth egg dropped, and then her body started laboring on a seventh egg,
and, then an eighth egg, and then a ninth.
The ninth egg dropped, soaked in Sirree's juices. Sirree collapsed over the
nest for the final time.
She hadn't noticed but Sirbel had been watching the entire time.
He and another guard entered her stall, carrying some towels and gelatin.
The guard began to soothe her cloaca, as Sirbel dried the tears off her
face. He began to talk to her in a very tender and consoling voice.
"Sirree, it's over. A couple of days of rest and you will be back with your
husband, Ril".
Sirree mustered a little energy and looked up at Sirbel. In a weak, a
scratchy voice she said, "You called me Sirree"?
Sirbel answered in his kind voice, "Yes. You are not an animal any more.
You are a female dracian once again. You should be very proud. You have
help our race to live on".
Exhausted, Sirree fell asleep, even though it was only 2:00pm and the other
nine females were just being led to the arena.
* * *
Two days latter, Sirree found herself standing on her own. She had picked
out an egg from the clutch of nine, and it was in a small basket beside
her. Sirbel had brought the clothes that she had brought with her, and
checked in over 2 years ago. They were clean and pressed. She began to get
dressed.
Sirbel then held the entrance way door open for her. He had an immense
smile on his face, with a very glad expression. He didn't say a word.
Sirree picked up the basket and began to walk out. When she passed Sirbel,
he pulled out a package from behind his back. It was very long and wrapped
up in pastel paper and a bow. Sirbel said, "This is a gift from us to you
and your husband".
Sirree said, "Thank you". And, with that, she walked out the door.
There was no more wrist shackles, or muzzle and lanyard. She was free. She
walked down the side walk, outside the windows. She had always wondered
what the crowd outside saw. And, now she could see the females, inside who
were still being treated as animals.
She turned the corner, and Ril was standing there, waiting for her. By his
side was a cart with a baby dracian inside.
She ran to him, being careful not to swing the basket she was carrying.
She set the basket down and embraced Ril passionately. They held each other
for a long time.
Sirree then turned down to the little baby dracian in the cart.
It was a girl. Her teeth were snow white, and sharp as pins. She had a
perfectly formed, and beautiful snout, And bright green slited pupils.
Ril said, "When I first got her egg, I immediately hired an egg nurse. I
still have her on retainer, so she can take care of this young one as well.
I want to warn you. She's very caring but she's an old hag and not very
pretty at all. I've named our baby, Sueril after the first egg layer". He
had a little smile on his face. As he looked into Sirree's eyes, a wave of
desire swept over then. Once again, they fell into each others arms, and
their snouts nuzzled each other passionately.
Ril and Sirree made their way home.
Ril introduced Sirree to the egg nurse. Sirree, thought to herself, "Boy he
wasn't lying".
The egg nurse said in a kind voice, "Here, let me take that. You two need
to be together". She took the basket with the egg, and the baby's cart.
Ril and Sirree made their way to the bed room.
They couldn't close the curtains, and get out of their clothes fast enough.
Sirree laid down on the bed and Ril moved over her. He nuzzled her neck and
caressed her body. Sirree nuzzled back at his shoulder. Sirree felt Ril's
penis drop and stiffen, and nudge at her cloaca. She pushed back and the
two, once more were joined. Ril slowly humped Sirree, and Sirree held him
tight. Ril eased into a steady rhythm. Sirree thought the feeling of her
loved one, inside her was wonderful. Yet it was a bit dull. Ril humped
Sirree over and over. His breaths became moans. His body seized up and he
spilled his seed into Sirree. Sirree was so used to being mated that she
wanted more. Her face registered a little disappointment.
Ril said, "Oh no, I was afraid of this. I wont be able to please you any
more".
Sirree said, "I know. I wish you could. I love you, so much".
Ril caressed Sirree's head with the palm of his claw.
All of a sudden, Sirree's eyes flew open, and she said, "No, it can't be.
Ril, get that present that the arena staff gave to you and me".
Ril got it off the night stand, went back to the bed, and the pair began to
rip it open. Inside were two dildos mounted on handles. One was regular
size and one was pain giver size. There were several tubes of healing
gelatin, and instruction on where to get more. There were also instruction
on how to use the pain giver dildo without causing permanent damage.
There was, also a note. "This is from us to you. We know that, after what
you've been through, your husband might have a little trouble, pleasing
you. Use these in love for one another".
After reading the note, they both developed huge smiles.
Ril said, "OK, which one would you like"?
Sirree said, "I'm still a bit tired. Better make it the small one. After
all, you might be able to get another erection, later".
Ril said, "How long do you want me to use this"?
Sirree wriggled and relaxed a little and said "As long as you wish".
As Ril was using the dildo on Sirree, he ask, "Are you sure that with this
equipment, we can't conceive"?
Sirree said, "No. More than just long mating and stimulation is needed. The
state of mind is also a big part of it. Females must be made to feel as
though they have lost all civility, and are nothing more than an animal.
Sometimes that's not even enough. Sometimes they have to go through great
sorrow".
The next day, Sirree went back to her teaching job. And the egg nurse took
care of the egg and young Sueril.
Several days passed, then the egg nurse began to hear tapping inside the
egg. She yelled to Sirree, who was just stepping in the door, from work.
A small crack started to show on the egg. And then a tinny egg tooth
appeared. Slowly, the tiny life, inside emerged. It was a boy.
Then Ril stepped in the front door, saw the egg nurse and Sirree's
attentions focused on the nest and joined them.
His heart leaped when he saw the new arrival. Her turned to Sirree, and
hugged her tightly, and said, "I love you so much".
Ril turned to the egg nurse and said, "We'ld love you to stay. You've done
such a good job so far".
The days wore on. Sirree and Ril never missed a night, without making love
to one another. Ril always made sure Sirree was pleased, by using the
dildos on her. Sometimes, as he watched himself work her cloaca, he would
regain his erection, and mate her, in love, a second time.
The egg nurse, who was now taking care of little Sueril and baby Oorsud,
could always tell when Ril was using the pain giver dildo on Sirree,
because, many delighted, screams and moans, emanated from their bedroom.
Days became months. Sirree always helped out the egg nurse, with the
children, when ever she could, even though the nurse always said, "No
that's not necessary madam".
Months extended into seasons.
Sirree was beginning to find her teaching job, unfulfilling, once again.
And Ril began to sense her displeasure.
Seasons extended into a year.
One day, when Ril came home, Sirree was there to meet him at the door. They
embraced. Their snouts met, and they nuzzled each other. They were so close
that Sirree's left eye was looking directly at Ril's left eye.
Minutes passed, then Ril said, "You want to go back".
Sirree said, "I want to go back".
Sirree saw Ril's expression turn to sorrow. A tear emerged from his eye and
rolled down his cheek, and spread over the side of her snout.
Sirree closed her eyes, tilted her head a bit, and nestled her snout into
Ril's neck and shoulder.
And, she whispered, "Mmmmm. Maybe next year".