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Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 80 - Tight Ropes

This long running Master and slave themed story series continues the journey of dragons, unicorns and the rest of the furry races in a world threatened with extinction by a monstrous threat. The furry races are grateful for the sacrifice dragons make in fighting the war, but would be much happier if the dragons would just stop trying to enslave them all!

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Keli walked slowly as the chains on her ankles clinked. Her eyes watched the black tail as she moved forward, not quite a shuffle as she moved her feet with a similar motion to walking a tightrope. Even having her arms bound behind her didn't hinder her balance, honed by the years and her natural squirrel abilities.

Athain paused, turning his head at the lack of the shuffling, stumbling walk he was used to with most new, and even many well-trained slaves. He hmmmed and gave a tug on her leash, watching the squirrel lean forward into it, but not stumble as she quickly stepped forward until she could stand up straight again. He rubbed his chin and smiled at her. "Well, you are a graceful thing. Assuming you accept your place, you should do quite well here. You are quite well behaved for your first day in the capital."

Had it only been that long? She could hardly believe that it had only been a few days ago that she was setting out to find herself, deciding to tour the dragon border with a troupe of other performers hoping to make their fortunes. Now it seemed she was going to be doing a different kind of performing, and for no pay at all. Her thoughts drifted to the only friend she had made in her short time with the group, the stallion bodyguard they had hired to protect the caravan. She wondered who bought him, and if she would ever see him again. He wasn't a performer like the rest. Would he be sold? What happened to slaves that didn't sell? She heard stories of... bad things and let out a whimper.

Keli blinked as she connected several things, an idea coming to her. She swallowed and screwed up her courage, "Master..." she whispered, hoping since he was speaking to her it would be okay for her to ask something in return. Her mouth felt dirty somehow, just saying that word.

Athain looked at her with a quirked eyeridge, "Yes, slave?"

The squirrel tucked her tail between her legs and spat out the question before she lost her confidence. Her question came out in a long rushed mess. "Master there was a horse called Ruffes he fought well and I thought maybe he could be a bouncer here you said you had them and he isn't a performer and nobody will want him and please I'm sorry I just um well he's so nice." She finished, wincing at how bad it sounded once she got it out. What was she thinking?

The dragon pondered her silently for several seconds before speaking, "Well, not even officially my property and already asking for favors are we?"

Keli flushed hotly and squirmed in her chains, wanting to be anywhere but under the dragons gaze. "Ahhh... sorry, um, Master... I... uh..." she stammered in reply, not sure what to say.

"I'm just a club owner, nothing at all like the big warriors that fight the insects," he said, and spun around to show off his thin frame. He stopped his spin, putting a foot out and spreading his arms like in a dance move. His hands then closed in, sliding between Keli's arms and chest and picked her up by her armpits.

Keli eeeped but shifted a bit automatically as she was lifted. Being an acrobat meant she had been handled like this before, but never with such ease. Her toes wriggled in the air as she now looked eye to eye with the dragon.

"I'm afraid all the bouncers in my club are dragons. As you can see, we are quite strong and I'm afraid your friend would be quite incapable of dealing with a drunken dragon. Even drunk and rowdy they are still my customers, and still dragons, and need to be treated with care. They need to be forcefully removed, but not beaten up. Pure strength is required, and no amount of skill will make up for that" said Athain as he set the squirrel down.

Keli hung her head and sighed, "Sorry." She jumped at a familiar sound of the small flogger being snapped and quickly said, "Sorry Master! Sorry." She flushed at being forced to call him by that word again. It was humiliating, and made her feel like property. He didn't even hit her or beat her up. Shouldn't she have resisted first? She was sure her stallion friend Ruffes wouldn't just submit without a fight. How much of a beating did it take before surrender was honorable? Did being a small squirrel mean she could submit without a fight and not be thought less of? Should she have kicked and screamed? She didn't want to get beaten, and what was the point in fighting when it was clear it would just get you hurt? She shook her head in confusion. Nobody ever taught such things in school.

The black and red dragon lifted a taloned finger, the pointed down. "Kneel."

The squirrel blinked, unprepared for the sudden order. It took her a moment to obey, it still felt like she could run out the door and be back in the furry lands. It didn't feel like weeks of hard travel through treacherous mountains swarming with cruel dragons blocked her path. She swallowed a lump in her throat and lowered down smoothly until she rested on her knees. It took all her control not to get right back up as the dragon stepped forward to look down at her loomingly. Her eyes met his and she flinched at the gaze, dropping her eyes and lowering her muzzle.

Her short squirrel nose still nearly brushed the front of the dragons pants as she looked down and directly at the imposing crotch. She couldn't help but stare at the rather large pair of bulges bisected by the seam of his zipper. Oh fuck she thought as she stared, wondering if he had stuffed a pair of apples in there. Were those things real? She had a sudden, irrational urge to reach out and squeeze them, just to prove they were fake, and was glad her arms were bound until the momentary urge passed. She leaned back a bit, not at all comfortable with being so close to the male, but she couldn't help examining the package so obviously presented to her. She was no stranger to tight outfits, her old troupe wore them and there were no end of jokes about either gender.

She unconsciously leaned back in as her eyes followed the outlines of the twin bulges upward, noting the lack of that third, longer bulge. Only a rounded mound could be seen above them. Must be mostly internal, she thought. Most furry males had a sheath of some sort that held their length until use. She was no stranger to that either, but no whore! Just a girl with a healthy appetite. She doubted any furry had an appetite big enough to be happy of comfortable with what she suspected dragons packed. She heard the stories, none of them good, about what dragons were equipped with, and what they could do with it.

Keli just stared straight ahead as the seconds passed by, wondering if he was waiting for her to do something, alarmed that she was making a mistake already. She flinched again as a hand gave her hair a stroke, caressing, no, petting the top and back of her head. She felt a push and only fought a moment before her nose nudged up against the dragons pants, right against the seam between the large balls. The large, warm balls she noted, her nose warming at the touch. She snorted out, then inhaled and squirmed as she was forced to inhale the dragons scent, the odor heavy but not unpleasant.

Athain felt his cock twitch and stir, but willed it to stay still. He had no shame or embarrassment about such things, but there was simply no room in his outfit to accommodate even the tip of his draconian penis. He satisfied himself with enjoying his new slaves breath against his balls. Like any dragon with a valuable gem or bit of treasure he did love showing them off. He was not often called to give a female eggs, as the bigger and more aggressive males were in the most need. Military dragons were bred, and died in great numbers. While there were just as many support and domestic dragons, the death rate was small and didn't require anywhere near the amount of egg laying, and required fucking that the fighters did. Still, when a large clutch was needed, he was often called, gifted with potent sperm, and lots of it.

Her breath huffed a bit now, feeling almost smothered by the large balls. It was only the fine silks he wore that kept her from panicking. Somehow those expensive pants promised something other than a brutal rape. Surely he wouldn't risk getting them all messy, would he?

"Very good slave," said the black and red dragon, pushing her nose even firmer against his well endowed crotch. "Setheous never would have brought me a slave that didn't have at least some manners, but one never knows with that one. If there is one thing you furries get your hackles up about, it's sex. Good to know you understand your body is mine to use as I please."

Blinking she almost spoke out that no, she didn't understand that at all! She didn't want to be his in any way, especially that way! Saying so however would be very unwise she knew. She was no dummy, so she just gave a nod, rubbing her nose against the firm orbs. She had no doubt they were real now, she could feel the hard, warm lumps with her nose and lips as she nodded. Those tight pants hid nothing but the colour, the shape and feel were quite evident through the fine contour following fabric.

She let out a gasp of breath as the dragon turned and pulled on her leash once more, following behind as she walked down the carpeted hallway.

"Make sure to ask how very lucky and honored you are to have a Place here, slave. I turn many begging, pleading girls away as I am quite picky and only take the best. You have potential... see that you don't waste it."

With that Keli felt her leash unsnap from her collar as she was led from behind into a room. It was a dressing room, easily recognizable with the several large mirrors and desks filled with various furry grooming tools and racks of clothing and costumes. It was also filled with several girls. One of them stepped forward with a dramatic bow, her head lowering all the way to the floor to lick along one of the dragons toes.

"Master! How may I serve you?" the mink asked. She was sleek, her fur impeccably combed and her movements graceful even as, or especially as she submitted to the dragon.

Athain let out a growl of pleasure, tail swishing as his favorite dancer gave another wonderful performance. He pondered a quick fuck, but sadly had duties to attend to. He gave the mink a pat on her ass with his tailtip, "Nothing for the moment, but I'll have need of your services in my bedroom after tonight's show." He gave Keli a pat on her shoulders, "Learn quickly, girl." With a final swish of his tail, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

Keli watched the dragon leave and let out a sigh of relief, her knees quaking a bit from the events of the day. But she felt comfortable here, it was a familiar place with familiar sights and sounds and smells. She let out another sigh, then a yelp as she was yanked rudely down to her knees by a silky hand, and stared into another crotch for the second time. This was a well trimmed mink pussy and there was no gently nudge before her nose was jammed against, and into it with the force. "Mrrrrmph!"

The mink squeezed her legs, trapping the squirrels head between them as she quivered at the feel of hot breath against her sex. There was no trace of submission now as she planted a finger between the surprised eyes of the squirrel. "Now listen up bitch, you may think you can just fuck Master Athain to the top, but we girls worked long and hard to get where we are and won't put up with some no-talent hussy taking any of OUR places."

Keli struggled, but with her hands bound tight behind her and her head controlled she could do little more than thump her feet behind her and squirm. Hussy? She mrrrrphed into the hot sex and tried to protest but was only shoved harder against the delicate looking, but quite well toned and strong legs of the mink.

"Now, my name is Maxy and I run the dancers, and make no mistake, we are the top of the food chain here, not counting Master and the other dragons of course. You are going to have to prove you are quality material if you want a place with us. Otherwise you can go join the serving girls or better yet, go find work at a whorehouse. Am I right girls?"

The other two females gave shouts of encouragement and Keli felt her heart sink. She was feeling a bit ill from the smell of the mink's way too close and personal sex. She wasn't a prude when it came to same sex relations, but she had no interest in them. Now she found herself forced into one and it made her scrunch her face up in distaste.

The naked mink held the trapped squirrel tight as she continued her speech, "You may not know how things work, so lets explain, and demonstrate. Dragons are out Masters, and one dragon in particular. But we ALL have a Place as dragons call it, and yours is at the fucking bottom. You are in the Dragon Empire now, and best learn how to show your submission. Being such a lowly girl, you can show it with your tongue."

"Geth tha fawk offa me!" came the muffled reply as Keli struggled. That big dragon never said anything about obeying other furries, and she was offended and outraged at their behavior. Dragons were EXPECTED to be assholes but she was a fellow furry, she wasn't going to lick some nasty pussy just because of some stupid rule. She jerked and squirmed, trying to break free, but now another of the girls was behind her and pinned her head. The hot steamy prison was becoming unbearable. It was too much, too fast and she felt herself wanting to cry, and hated herself for it. She hadn't cried since, well for a long time and she didn't want to start now, especially not when being bullied.

Keli gave a little squeak as hands reached under and took a hold of her nipples and pinched hard! Hey eyes squeezed tight at the sudden pain and now a bit of fear, suddenly wondering just how far these crazy bitches were wiling to go! She tried to call for help, but nothing but quiet, muffled yelps got past the girls pressing against her. Against her will she reluctantly stuck her tongue into the hot, moist sex of the mink and let out a whine as the pinching stopped.

"There, now that's much better girl. Once you lick all of us to climax, then we can talk about what kind of future you MIGHT have with us."

Whining, Keli squirmed, but continued to lick and poke with her tongue, hating the taste and dreading having to do this to all of them. How long would it take? She didn't know what to do and even if she did, she sure as hell didn't want to do it!

"What are ya'all girls doin now?" said a new voice. "Shoo! Get yer smelly cooches away from the poor girl before she suffocates!"

"Stay out of this Sheley, you can have her when she is done learning her place" said the mink.

"You aint teachin her anything but how to stop breathing you empty-headed weasel," said the new voice in a drawn out drawl.

"Weasel!" gasped the mink as she stepped back and away from a suddenly gasping Keli.

Keli turned her head, spitting out the taste as she took a look at the newcomer. It was a female sheep, her fur poofed out in curls covering her from head to toe, everywhere but her collar which was all but obscured by her fluff.

"Awww, I'm just teasin ya," said Sheley as she walked around on dainty hooves, moving gracefully, her body well built and strong. She looked down at the squirrel and tsked, "She aint no gold digger, she's fresh off the slave market. I doubt she even knows the name of this here place, let alone how to act."

The mink looked at Sheley suspiciously, "Master doesn't hire fresh meat."

Sheley shrugged, "Well why don't ya'll go tell him what he should and shouldn't do. I'll just wait here for one of the stage hands to bring you back in whatever garbage bin Master stuffs you into."

This made the mink pause and make a show of visibly calming herself, "Well, even if she didn't come here looking to steal..."

"You wanna keep your job you best keep practicing and get better. Master won't have no sabotage going on here, and I'll tell him exactly what kind of shenanagins you girls are up to if it comes to that. Now shoo, go twirl or prance. I got a new girl to get up to speed before Master gives us all a whippin for being skatterbrained hussies."

Keli meeped as she was pulled to her feet and led out of the dressing room. She let out yet another sight and rubbed her nose on her shoulder trying to get rid of the taste. "Bleah."

"You said it, honey!" said the sheep and looked behind the squirrel at her bonds. "Lets get those off ya before you get a cramp. I expect Master's gonna want to see your skills soon, and more than just how you can spread yer legs and purse your lips."

Keli sighed in relief as she felt the cuffs snap open, pulling her arms in front of her and rubbing her wrists as the sheep freed her ankles. She blinked after a moment and said, "Those were unlocked the whole time? I could have gotten out whenever I wanted?"

Sheley smirked as she stood up, setting the chains aside and gave the squirrels ass a friendly smack, "No ya silly girl. Master musta unlocked em when you were distracted. He's daaaam good with his tail." She winked before moving back to lead again.

Keli wasn't sure what to say to that, so didn't say anything as she walked along with the sheep, not entirely convinced that she didn't fall from one ocean full of monsters into another with different, but equally dangerous ones.

"Oh, now dun give me that look, missy. I know your new to all of this, but them folk aren't so bad. They just get a mite protective of their Places ya know. It's hard to find good jobs when you got assets like ours."

Keli bit her lip, regretting it as she got another taste of mink sex. "Assets?"

Sheley giggled as she stopped, putting a hand on her hip and thrusting it in a sexy pose, "Your ass, silly girl. Yer pussy and mouth and tits ain't helpin ya either. Girls, and guys with hot bodies get snapped up for whorehouses and sex slaves like that," she said as she snapped her fingers. "Girls like us, we tends to get filled with dragon dick and plenty of it. Hard to find a place like this where you don get raped all the dang day long."

Keli walked with her legs tighter together once the sheep began moving again, "You don't get... ummm..."

Sheley broke in, "Fucked up the ass and boned every way you can imagine and ten you can't? Nope. We all fuck Master of course, and the rare lucky dragon customer just to keep the other studs hopin to get a chance wit us. If you got da skills, you just havta worry about the gropes and kisses and licks and bites and smacks. Maybe a lil cocksucking. It's a great gig."

"Being forced to perform and getting molested doesn't sound so great to me," grumbled the squirrel.

Sheley gave a huff and said, "Well darn aint you just a downer. Look hun, I'm tryin to do ya a favor here. You don't want to go back on the market, not with a hot little body like that." She glanced back to look the squirrel up and down again, "Be a shame to see such a cutie go to waste. Ya'all can think of it this way. The dragons that come here, maybe they grab your ass, maybe they give your tits a grope or pinch your nipples. The next day you will be fine, maybe a little sore, but them? They'll likely be back on the front lines, dyin for ya."

That gave the squirrel pause. She had not given a lot of thought to the war, nobody did, really. It wasn't something anyone could do anything about, and nobody could dwell on such, terrible things as those hellish insects for long before it got to them. She had heard the arguments why the furry alliance didn't do more to stop the dragon slave raids. It was always that doing so would force the dragons to put more resources on the furry border, and less on the insect one. Nobody wanted the dragons to get distracted from the real threat. It was well understood that if the dragons fell, if their highly built up defenses and unmatched warriors couldn't stop the insects, then the furries would have no chance. It would be the end of everything.

These weren't new thoughts, excuses as to why the dragons were allowed to get away with what they did. But the idea that the dragons might actually deserve some credit for their fight, that wasn't anything that was talked about. She imagined going out, day after day, knowing one day you wouldn't come back. That you would end up inside one of those... things. Consumed. She shuddered. It didn't make the thought of getting molested or raped any easier, but it made her feel, something. Pity? Respect? None of those fit and thinking about it just left her confused.

The fluffy sheep patted Keli on the shoulder, "Dun worry yerself too much missey. You just do your stuff out on the stage and you'all be just fine. I hear your some kinda acrobat."

"High wire artist," started Keli before she paused and asked, "How did you know, I just got here!"

Sheley giggled, "Gossip travels fast on the grapevine here. Don't bother keeping secrets, it all comes out in the end ya know." She pushed open a door with a flouish and said, "This is where you will be working, girl!"

Keli stepped into the large lounge and just stared for several long moments, taking it all in. The lighting was soft and comfortable, revealing a room filled with tables and chairs like a restaurant. But the chairs were all very comfortable looking, well padded and large. Heavy wooden furniture like one would expect in the living room of some fancy home in a major furry city. Carved, polished wood, leather and fur and fabrics. The tables were equally fancy, all of them carved by hand, inlaid with gold and bronze and silver accents around the edges. Some tables had wrap around couches, others seperate chairs. All of the tables were only half surrounded by chairs so they all had a view of the stage.

She turned her attention to the front, the large stage taking up a good third of the room, running from wall to wall and high. Three gleaming metal poles were set into the floor and ceiling, gold, silver and a dark metal she couldn't identify. She knew stripper poles when she saw them, but never this fancy. Was that really solid silver and gold? Or just coated somehow? She glanced up and saw several familiar looking swings, and gave a snort. Here at least was something she could criticize. They were hanging too low, and far too slim to be safe. They would break if you tried to jump onto one of them. No circus worth it's salt would have such shoddy equipment.

It took her a moment to remember that this was no circus, but some sort of sex club. Those swings were not for leaping from one to another but just to sit on and look sexy. She shifted uncomfortably as she examined what they were hooked to, and saw the ceiling was not a featureless black like she had thought, but there was some sort of metal framework holding up the second story. The wood paneling hid the fact the walls were made of stone. So much metal and wealth here. It made her feel sad and angry, but at the bugs this time for running her ancestors out of their homes and into this desolate land. She flinched and remember she wasn't even there anymore, she was in dragon territory now.

To distract herself she spun around slowly, seeing the bar at the other end of the room, the back wall covered in bottles which she was sure were all very rare and expensive. A gentlemans club for dragons who were anything but gentle. She saw a feline slave of some sort was polishing the tables, another working behind the long and well stocked bar but the place was otherwise empty.

"Well what do ya think girl?"

Keli shook her head, "It's very... fancy."

Sheley poked Keli with an annoyed look, "I mean, you think you can put on a sexy show up there? Ya'll gonna need to impress Master if you want to stay here."

Keli certainly did not want to stay here, but had to admit that Sheley made her other options sound even worse. She was no stranger to using a hint of sex to sell a show. Her outfits back in the capital were designed to show off her body too as she did her act, but the act itself was the main draw. Here, it would be her body. Other, less capable acrobats had done much more sexy routines and she supposed she could steal some of their ideas. That sort of thing was looked down upon back home, but she doubted anyone would ever hear, or care that she was stealing their routine. She gave a slow nod, "I think so... but those swings, they are not strong enough to do anything much with, and I'd really need at least a trapeze bar or two, good ropes. Maybe a tightwire? I think the ceiling is high enough. But I don't have any of that here."

"Master will provide. You just show off your stuff and if he likes it, anything you need is yours."

"What I need are some pants!"

"Dawww. You get used to it, girl. Now gettin used to dragon dick is a little, harder," giggled the lamb.

Keli slid a hand to protectively cup her crotch without thinking about it as she shuddered, not wanting to imagine what that would be like, and knowing that no matter what she did, she would eventually not need to imagine it.

Sheley planted her hands on her hips and regarded the squirrel, then looked around the large area of the club, eventually glancing up. "Ya know, you said you were good at climbing, girl?"

Keli nodded, following her gaze.

"You think ya could serve drinks from up there?"

Keli looked dubious, "That's awfully high, I couldn't reach."

"What if you used one of dem swingin things? Swoop down and plant a drink on a table as neat as you please and woosh, gone before they could even grab dat ass."

Biting her lip she pondered, "Maaaaybe... but I'd need to try it out, and lots of practice. Routines take time and planning..."

"Where dragons are concerned girl, throw plannin out da window. You need to be quick on yer hooves, think and move fast if you wanna keep your Place here. We can talk to da Master about it, I bet he would like it."

Keli looked this way and that, her mind whirling with ideas and emotions. Serving as a waitress? A whore? A dancer? Some kind of swinging delvery girl? None of these were things she ever thought about, and now she was going to be one, or all of them. She was nearly pulled off balance as Sheley tugged on her wrist and took her on a quick walk to one of the employee only exits. "Uh, where..."

"Lets talk to yer new Master. See what he thinks."

Keli almost planted her feet in protest, "Uh, you think that's a good idea? Isn't he busy?"

"Oh he's always busy but dragons love attention. Just gotta know when they really mean it when they want to be left alone. Trust me girl, he wants to see more of you, he just has work to do. But he can't resist something right in front of his nose. Dragons males are just like the boys back home, girl. They want what we got, all the time and while they can say no to their own desires, they love any excuse to say yes."

All too soon they were in front of a large set of double doors, carved from some dark and expensive looking wood. Sheley rapped her knuckles on the door, opening them when she heard the dragon inside give permission for her to enter. Sheley tugged Keli inside with her, nudging the doors shut behind her as she smoothly took to her knees in front of the black dragon, pulling her new friend down beside her.

Keli erfed as she was pulled down, getting to her knees as her senses took in the room. A large desk, bookcases, a soft plush rug which her knees were grateful for. A shiny dancers pole took up one corner, and the wall behind it was covered in wood panels and of course, various rings, cuffs and restraints. They were kneeling in front of a large loveseat, the dragon reclined upon it, a drink in one hand and a stack of papers in the other. She wasn't sure where to look. Glancing to the side she saw Sheley's head was downcast so she mirrored that, looking down at the floor, hands clasped nervously in her lap.

"I thought I left her with Maxy," said Master Athain as he moved the papers in his hand to the side enough to get a clear view of the two girls at his feet.

Sheley let out a huff, "Dat girl was giving the poor missy here a rather unfriendly welcome. I though I'd show the new girl around before she got all molested."

Athain gave an amused smirk, "She's just making sure the new girl knows her place, you all had to learn."

"Yes my Master. This poor thing is too new to it all to know what she has to put up with from them, and what she can smack dem down over. Besides... shouldn't YOU be the first to give her a good molestin?"

Athain licked his lips, the papers dropping a bit more as he looked over the squirrel, "Perhaps... but you didn't bring her here just for that, did you?"

Sheley shook her head and explained about the serving from the ceiling, giving a few suggestions as what might be done.

Keli only watched and listened as the two talked. They seemed almost like friends at times, then a "Yes Master" would come out and they were once again Master and slave. It was all so confusing and complicated. Before her introduction to real slavery, she had thought it was all whips and gags and rape and beatings. She certainly saw some of that at the auction, but she never imagined slaves talking to their owners like, like they were still people. It gave her hope, and a bit more despair about how alien it all was to her.

Athain considered and nodded, "It would be a draw, indeed. One must be careful around the military types, they wouldn't take kindly to anything swooping down on them unexpectedly. Perhaps we could make up new drinks, to be special delivered when available." He brightened, setting the papers down beside him, "Perhaps we can hang a few tags on her. Free drinks or discounts if the dragon to be served can grab one while she passes by."

"Oh, that's a good idea Master! Could make it a game for them, grab a free drink or smack her butt for a private dance."

Keli squirmed at the ideas, but seemed to be the only one who didn't like them.

"Chime in girl, you think you could dodge and weave as well? Master wouldn't want to give too many free drinks away ya know!"

Keli was about to respond when the sheep nudged her in the back, then pushed her forward. Her soft breasts pressed against the edge of the couch and she faceplanted onto the cushion. Once more she stared into the crotch of the fancily pantsed dragon, her nose rubbing against the fabric, "Uhm... I guess... err..." was all she could manage.

Athain casually petted the squirrels head, rubbing the back of her head with his fingers before pulling her nose firmer against his large balls. "Yes, that could work. But she still needs to put on shows as well. Lets schedule the stage for her use tomorrow as practice, she can spend tonight pondering her routine."

Keli groaned as her face was mashed into the soft fabric of the dragons crotch. His scent filled her nose, strong and potent. A loud gasp and groan escaped her as fingers were suddenly between her legs and she fought for a moment before submitting to the touches. She could feel the sheep behind her, pressing to her back, a hand down below, another cupping a breast. She whined, feeling betrayed by her new friend. Had she rescued her from that mink only so she could do the molesting? But her touches were not harsh, it didn't feel like groping. It felt... ohhh... she shivered as two fingers rubbed alongside her mons, squeezing her mound and the trapped clit between her own lips. "Nnnnghh... ahh..." she said and panted into the dragons balls.

Sheley pressed up against the squirrel, whispering, "Us girls aint so bad, are we now?"

Keli couldn't answer, those fingers doing... things to her she had never felt before. Things that made her twitch and groan and rock her hips. The sight, feel and smell of the big male was impossible to ignore, making the fact that it was a girl touching her seem to fade into the background. All she could see and think of was male and she moaned into him, closing her eyes and thinking of that poor stallion that tried to fight their attackers. All the flirting she had done, all the pent up lust was pulled up from the depths by those fingers, and the smell and feel of the big male in front of her. She groaned again and nuzzled, her mind eagerly taking the escape from her troubles into a mindless haze of lust and pleasure, of feeling safe. She was hardly aware of anything else, not hearing the zipper drawing down, her tongue coming out to lap at the smooth balls almost instinctively as she nuzzled and worshiped them.

Behind her, Sheley leaned forward, still working the squirrles sex with expert fingers, shifting forward to lay her head on top of her new friends, lips opening to take the emerging shaft of her Master into it in a soft suckling motion. Best she do this part, the lil squirrel will have plenty of chances to learn how to suck cock, no need to push her too hard. The poor thing just needed to relax and loosen up, and this sheep knew just how to do that.

"Uuuuhhuhhhng" said Keli as her sex was massaged, not caring, or even knowing anymore who or what was doing it. She just licked and nosed at the male before her, head swimming with half-realized fantasies, memories and emotions all mixed together. She didn't think about where she was, didn't WANT to think about that, willingly letting the sheep and dragon seduce her into a mindless haze, running from the reality of it all.

Athain leaned back and hissed his pleasure. Sheley sucked on him as expertly as she ever did, and while the squirrel was clearly untrained in both general sexual duties, and his own particular needs... her inexperienced nuzzling and licking was quite the turn on, something new. He let his own eyes close, letting the pair service him, groaning and letting the pleasure take him.

The long travel had taken it's toll on Keli's resistance, everything piling up to drive her arousal higher and higher. The sounds of cocksucking only made her moan louder, memories of precious encounters flitting in and out of her mind until her clit suddenly exploded in pleasure as fingers took to it. She cried out in a muffled yell, leaning into the large balls and shuddering as she climaxed long and hard. She bucked against the fingers hard, then slowed and slumped, panting heavily as her senses slowly returned. "Uhh... uhhh... ahhh..." she exclaimed, laying there and giving a tender lick. Her tongue still outstretched, she opened her eyes to see the large, red cock half taken by a curly white chin. She should have been scared, terrified by the sight of the thing, but electric rivers of pleasure were still running through her body. She justs at there, still half dazed as she watched the sheep sucking on the large cock, aware that she should be feeling disgust or embarrassment but unable to pull her thoughts together.

Then her face was mashed into those balls once more as the dragon before her let out a yell and thrusted upwards. She could feel his balls tense and throb against her face, and smell the strong aroma of his cum. Her ears flattened at the roar, but could still hear the gulping sounds above her as the sheep drank, and drank. Then a gasp as she pulled off, and Keli could see the dragons full length and shape for the first time, if only the underside. It was quit enough to give her a small shiver of fear at the pointed thing, and then she felt herself fall back to sit on her heels, chin only resting on the edge of the couch again to watch in fascination as that strange cock shrunk and withdrew back into the slit over his large balls. She gulped, feeling embarrassment and shame flowing back into her.

"Now hun, don't yoy feel better? There are good things to go with the bad in everything in life."

Keli didn't know what to say to that so she just panted slowly, reaching down to pull the hand from her crotch, as good as those fingers still felt.

"You will get used to girls touching you too, dun you worry."

Keli shook her head, thinking of the mink, remembering her smell and groaning.

"Awww, don't be like that. You don't have to do anything NASTY ya know. There are lots of things you can do with fingers, and half the fun is being taught."

Keli let out a moan as hands ran along her sides erotically. She protested, but didn't push them away. She was no lesbian, but... maybe being touched, just a little... like that... wasn't SO bad. She looked up at the dragon, seeing his pleased, confident and dominating gaze and quickly looked back down. Maybe fingers were not so bad, not compared to that... thing the big dragon packed. She hoped he would be gentle with her when he took her... for she knew that there would be no escape from that duty. The reality of her situation was finally sinking in... how easily the dragon could do whatever he wanted to do with her body, and understood that applied to her mind as well. She stared forward, watching his large balls, wet with her own licking and sucking as she took a deep breath, and prepared herself for her new life. Just like staring at a tightrope for the first time, scared, unsure, but summoning up the confidence that she could learn this. Time, patience, and willpower would get her through this too. None of these girls looked like the broken, whimpering slaves he had heard horror stories of. If they could find a life here, then she damn well could do just as good, if not better!

She took a deep breath and let it out, feeling the comforting presence of her new friend behind her. At least she didn't have to do it alone.