Effervescence
#2 of Myrridin's Little Shop of Whore-ors
It was weird; the dalmatian behind the counter had been rather
insistent he add the small bottle to his order. Claimed it was the
perfect scent for him, matched his bodychemistry or something. He had
even gone so far as to give it to him for free.
Sarovak just couldn't shake the weird feeling about the bottle though,
even as he lie in his bed and stare at the multifaceted bottle as
light filtered through it... It was almost hypnotic to watch the
light dancing along it. The other stuff from the store; Namely an
antique clock, two old pictures, and an old worn leather strap, which
he thought would look nice around his arm, were lying on the table.
"What the hell... He said it'd be perfect for me, right?" He said
with a laugh, sitting up and grabbing the bottle. Sniffing the nozzle
experimentally, he was pretty sure that it was nothing but water...
But he sprayed some on his chest anyways, and got up to get ready for
the club.
What he didn't hear, was the door to his apartment opening slowly, or
the footsteps inside. He was too busy in the bathroom, having
stripped down to his underwear, with the outfit he intended to wear
next to him. Music was playing gently, distracting him from the pair
of yellow eyes that stared at him from the opening of the bathroom
door.
Those smooth ears twitched for a moment, and slowly he turned, just in
time to come face to face with a green, scaley face, about to shout
something.
But then everything went black....
"Mmmm, Wake up Sleepy puppy..." A Gentle voice whispered, but Sarovak
didn't want to wake up. No matter what his dreams were, there were
always those glowing yellow eyes...
"Wake up..." The voice was more insistent this time, and Sarovak
begrudgingly opened his eyes... and found himself staring at those
same yellow ones. He wanted to panic, he wanted to run, but for some
reason, he just stared at them...
"Good puppy... Your smell... Is intoxicating" The Green scaled face
said, then slowly leaned in to run his tongue along the chest... It
tickled a little, and when he looked down; Sarovak was shocked to see
a darker reptile down by his feet. Scales of Dark blue, this one
resembled more of a snake; with a lengthy, swaying tail behind him and
two sharp fangs.
"Good, the pup is awake..." Blue spoke smoothly, a voice that made
Sarovak want to drift back to sleep again. But he couldn't, because
as his eyes started to dip down, he realized something... Both of
these Reptiles were naked... And both of them were gorgeous.
As Green slowly moved, Sarovak's nose twitched, and the scent of the
room stirred him more awake. Arousal. And not his own! It was then,
as the green lizard crouched near his head, that Sarovak felt a heavy
shaft resting on the back of his skull.
"Who are you people...?" He said in a voice that was too weak and
soft to be his own. He still had his underwear on; but outlined
nicely in the thin fabric was his own arousal. When did he get so
hard?
"You can call us Master..." They said in Unison, and Sarovak gently
nodded. That sounded right, sounded good to think about. And as he
opened his mouth to speak again, the Green lizard shifted. "Enough
talk" He said simply, and a thick bead of precum would fall from what
appeared to be the largest cock Sarovak had ever seen. It landed
right on his nose, and his went blurry and unfocused.
Sarovak had found the greatest smell in the world; He only barely
noticed the red scolding the other, drifting back to hear....
"... If he'd swallowed it this early, we wouldn't have the fun of
breaking him!" Was all he came back to hear, sitting up slowly to look
at the two. The Red serpentine reptile was clearly the biggest;
standing a full head over the other and with much bigger muscles.
Sarovak's eyes moved of their own accord, the silvery blue orbs
tracing down... And as the two continued arguing, he crawled forward.
Escape; they weren't watching, the door was open... he could run away!
Get away from these two. Yes, thats what he could do...
Instead, he'd crawled right to them, and softly whispered "Masters..."
Before he pressed closer to the Red; and his tongue slowly ran up
along his cock. It tasted better than he'd imagined possible,
groaning softly With a smug look, the Green said "See? Worked out
fine," which promptly got him smacked upside the head.
"Shut up and let him enjoy himself..." The red hissed out, feeling the
tongue swirl around the fleshy shaft; teasing his foreskin. The Pup
was rewarded with the start of a heavy flow of Precum.
Every drop that went past his lips clouded the vision of that door
further and further. Three more licks, and he felt a hand on the back
of his head; Unceremoniously shoving him down to force his open muzzle
to take the cock.
Nothing else existed at that point, just this room, these two, and
their pleasure. Unfortunately, the red proved too large; Sarovak
couldn't take more than a muzzleful, gulping down precum as it flowed.
Clearly displeased, the large scalie pushed him off. "Can't take me
in that pretty little mouth of yours? Fine... There are other
options" He hissed, and promptly tore the underwear off, making
Sarovak yelp.
The sudden loss of the flavor had his brain start thinking, but it was
like swimming through mud; Everything was slow, hard to understand.
He was supposed to... Supposed to... What was it!
"Ssssuck..." The green hissed out, and Sarovak found his lips around
another cocktip; this one more manageable in size. Yeah... That was
it; He was supposed to Suck. Rolling onto his stomach slowly, he got
up on his knees to start sucking on the cock. Deeper; he could take
it deeper... and slowly, as his mind drifted away from his body, his
throat yielded to the insistent green.
The green had help, of course; The sharp gasp Sarovak gave as a
serpentine tongue pushed into his tail had opened the way, and now he
was having trouble breathing. Every breath was a heady musk, aroma of
sex and lust... The Red was clearly impatient; just a light coating of
saliva was all Sarovak got before hands grabbed his hips. A Slight
struggle started, and the Green shoved himself tot he hilt.
Heaven... Sarovak was pretty sure he'd just had his face shoved into
pure bliss; tongue rolling and sucking as his stomach started to fill
with copius precum.
Unfortunately that abruptly ended when the Red sought his pleasure.
Thick and hard as steel, his cock was forced into Sarovak and made his
mind cry out in pain. But his body just continued to suck down the
sweet, addictive pre seed.
"Relax... Relax, and accept your fate..." The Red whispered in his
ear as his cock spread Sarovak wider than the wolf had ever imagined
possible, precum lubing the way a bit.
He did; Sarovak relaxed... And with a steady push, he found himself
effectively speared on two cock sat once, lungs burning for air but
the Green wouldn't relent; Ass burning for relief, but the red just
ground forward. They wouldn't let him loose, They wouldn't pull back.
Sarovak would have to work for their pleasure...
And he did. Clenching, he started to squirm while working to bob his
head; They were Master, they deserved the pleasure and the effort.
After a few awkward moments of squirming and sucking, they relented.
Careful motions started to work insync with each other; While the Red
pushed forward, it would slide the Green's cock deeper into his mouth,
rocking the pup back and forth.
Sarovak hadn't even noticed when his first orgasm had come; but the
red was smearing the seed along the wolf's chest as he started to pick
up the pace, every thrust a symphony of wet slaps and slurps. Precum
was soaking his thighs, leaking from his abused tail.
The Green went first; As he came, he tilted up his head and let out a
low, loud hiss that rumbled in the room, followed by the first spurt.
Sarovak expected to be held down; but after the first few shots went
straight down his throat, The red pulled him back. A change of
positions; the wolf helplessly suspended, supported by hands on his
thighs and a cock in his tail, forced to bounce along the shaft as it
neared its orgasm. The result was a rather effective white shower;
Cum splashed and coated the wolf's face and chest, marking him so
perfectly.
The Red's orgasm was much easier to detect. The cock seemed to
thicken as it pulsed, and thick cream pumped deep into the ass. But
there was one thing that had told Sarovak of the orgasm more than
anything... Those fangs, sinking into his shoulder. With that small
burst of pain; his mind was gone, the hypnotic combination of cum and
venom overwhelming and erasing all that was Sarovak.
All that was left... was Pup. And Pup panted sweetly as he felt his
Master pull out; felt the seed still flowing from the cock coat his
back end. His green Master moved, crouching infront of him. As he
was sandwiched between their chests, he felt both of those cocks
pressing to his stretched, loose tail. Sarovak would've been scared;
panicked... but Pup; He only moaned and tilted his head back.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something that almost seemed
familiar... A faceted glass bottle, fitted with a spray nozzle on top.
And a gorgeous slim dalmatian, picking it up and fading away with the
rest of his memories...