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Zed:
Slender dark-green Anthroraptor, 6 feet tall
Gorflame:
Huge black Dragon, 80 feet tall
With a low chuckle
the dragon takes his snout a bit further away once more. "You do anything,
you say? I tell you something. You can choose now. You can either have some more
of this treatment..." Gorflame stomps on a nearby rock in your view,
pulverizing it beneath his fierceful power and weight as if it would be mere
sand!..."And I promise you that you will not live through this for much
longer if you choose so. And I will not kill you fast! Or, you can come and
kneel down in front of me now and lick my foot clean with that little tongue of
yours. After all, YOU made it dirty with your body and YOU are the reason why
some of my gems are sticking within my scales there now. You will lick and suck
off any sort of dirt you find there and you will also get out any gem sticking
there with your teeth and tongue. If you use your hands, I will crush you like
this rock over there. It's your choice, little one.Decide between your death
beneath my paws or the loss of your pride. You have 15 seconds to think and
answer.
You step down
on his back and again pin him to the ground, immobilizing him... You bring your
large snout down to Zed's small one and are able see the terror and the fear in
his dark-blue eyes. You can see him writhe again as your acid drips into his
open wounds while you mock him... His breathing is fast and unrhytmical as you
inform him about his possibilities. He whimpers and lowers his head in defeat....
of course he wants to live, so what kind of choice does he have.... humiliated
like never before the raptor nods as you stand on his back and whimpers "I
will do it... lick everything clean, yes, yes! Just don't kill me....."
Gorflame chuckles at
your quite visible humiliation, enjoying the sight of your shuddering body and
the slight blushing of your face as you decide to let your pride go. "Very
well then, my little bug. Then brace yourself." With these words, Gorflame
gets his foot off of your back again, allowing you to get some air once more.
Watching you soak in the much needed oxygen, Gorflame snickers down at your
trampled form. "Yeah, breath my little raptor. Breath! You will need that
air in few seconds." Still grinning, Gorflame settles his massive rump down
on an equally massive rock near you, before he lifts his huge hind foot a little
upwards, tilting it slightly to the side and granting you the best view of his
filthy sole you had so far...even though you didn't really want to see that. His
entire sole is coated in grime and old dirt, some more fresh and some older. The
entire paw is brown and especially around the pads of the toes and heel, where
most of the dragon's weight leans on while walking you can see some stuck flat
trampled filth that looks to you that even a jackhammer might not be able to
release it...There are at least 10 gems sticking in between some sturdy
footscales, looking like spots of beauty in a world of crap. Ironically you know
that it will be these spots of beauty that will make you suffer the most. You
hesitate. Everything inside your belly SCREAMS at you to not do it! Not only is
that an experience of deepest disgust and humiliation, no...the remains of
former victims still stick at some spots, reaching your nostrils with a scent of
death and the poison of decreasing to mere dust..."Well, what are you
waiting for, insect? You have a task to accomplish. Don't you put my patience on
the test any longer." You have no choice left now but to begin.
Looking over the
massive sole which will be his company for quite a while it seems, Zed lets out
a deep sigh and somehow manages to bring his beaten body into a kneeling
position... everything hurts, minor bones are definitely broken but it can be
fixed he thinks... if he gets out here alive that is. Zed starts his task:
Leaning forwards he drags his tongue over the filthy sole of your foot, getting
a first taste... He immediately chokes but manages to gulp the crap down, you
can feel the tiny muzzle of your victim working on your footpaw as if his life
depends on it. Well, actually it does, and Zed knows it. His tongue laps over
every spot, into every crack, pulling the filth out of it and gulping it all
down.... the taste doesn't get better and if you look at him you will see his
disgusted face as he swallows everything submissively, even though he doesn't
try to think what the dirt might have been before... From what you see he is
really trying to please you, he even gets the harder parts off... by
licking over them, softening them a bit with his saliva then using his teeth to
scrape them off.... finally he is finished, your paw looks as clean as never
before.... then he realizes the gems are still stuck there.... he looks up at
you and mumbles "Do... you wish that I eat the gems too or shall I just get
them off and carry them back to your lair... " He just wishes you will be
satisfied with the later one.
Gorflame
snickers down at you, both from the small, tickling sensation that your tongue
brings over his grimy sole and...maybe the larger part of it...from enjoying
your humiliation and despair. He leans backwards a little more, getting
comfortable and relaxing a bit, looking over at the hill of coins that he needs
to rebuild later. It seems that his concerns of about how to collect all the
small pieces of metal together again are far more important to the cruel dragon
than the fact that he pushes you through something that will hurt your pride for
the rest of your life. You are indeed just a mere bug to him, not of any matter
at all. As you start to work on the hard parts with your saliva, Gorflame turns
his attention back to you. His snout comes forward to behold every second of
your suffering. It seems he wants to enjoy every moment of the show. He chuckles
deeply as you soften the hard dirt with your saliva and giggles out a bit
as you work your teeth over his toes. He enjoys watching you suffer deeply and
nods a bit as your work is finally over. He looks into your eyes with ongoing
sadism as you speak at him once more. "Well, two things. First off all, if
you ever dare to come close to my hoard again, I will bite your limbs off and
let you bleed to death." His snout comes closer to your small muzzle, being
almost a mere inch in front of you. "But what really concerns me is that I
think you would know that I would say this and command you to swallow them...so
that you can take them out of my lair within your belly...HOW STUPID DO YOU
THINK I AM?" Much to your terror, his former rage has come back to your
tormentor's eyes. "YOU WILL LICK AND BITE THOSE GEMS OUT AND SPIT THEM TO
THE GROUND AGAIN. AND AFTER THAT I THINK YOU NEED ANOTHER LESSON!"
Breathing heavily, Gorflame calms down a bit again. "I give you 3 minutes
to get those gems out. Use your hands and you are gone. Fail the task and you
are gone, too... Tick, tock, tick, tock, my little bug!"
Zed whimpers
and ducks down as you scream at him... Zed hasn't thought about that, he really
hasn't... actually the gems aren't of interest to him at all anymore.... He just
wants to live... Meeping loudly as you give him a time limit he regrets that he
has asked.... Still ten gems are not so much and Zed clamps his jaws on each one
of them, getting them out and spitting them to the ground.... When he has
finished he is gasping, but he does lick over your paw again, at the spots where
the gems were, getting the last bit of dirt out from there as well... he looks
at the clawfoot and if it wouldn't be such a humiliating task he could be proud
of himself.... They are so clean, you could eat from this sole now....Zed falls
back on his haunches to get a little pause and idly looks at the gems which are
planted into his body... he is still bleeding from several wounds but at least
Zed has some hope again "I... I have finished...." he whispers, not
daring to speak these words out loud.
Gorflame growls
in half rage- half joy as he beholds you completing your task. As you are
finished, he turns his sole more upside down and his snout a bit lower on his
versatile neck to behold your work. His gaze travels to and fro, up and down and
even in between the toes. As he looks back into your eyes, he nods a bit with a
slight grin on his face. He places a single talon of his forepaw beneath your
chin...still large like a sword to you and definitely nothing that would help to
calm your hammering heart down. "Very well done, my little toy. If I
wouldn't know better, I'd say that you have your...experience with these things."
With these words, Gorflame smashes his foot back into the dirty floor besides
you, pretty much rendering all your efforts of the last few terrible minutes
halfway useless by that. With a twisted smile on his muzzle, he grabs to his
right into another hoard of artefacts. He seems to look for something certain
and quickly gets out two collars. Without saying anything at all, he firmly
places one of them around your throat and closes it tightly! He places the other
one around a claw of his forepaw. Next he uses the same talon to scritch some
strange runes into the cave's floor. Signs of magic that you can't understand.
It starts glowing for a second, as does the collar around Gorflame's talon and
the one around your neck! You have no idea what this whole thing is about as the
might dragon comes back to you, sitting down on his hind paws and haunches in
front of you, as if he'd want you to admire him for a moment. He just sits there,
leaving you alone with your thoughts before he speaks again. "You will need
this in a few seconds. And you will need it badly..." Suddenly, the
uncollared forepaw SHOOTS down at you and grabs you tightly around your legs!
Gorflame slowly pulls you upwards, over his chest, his neck and even over his
snout. He aims you perfectly above his muzzle...and opens it...slowly...allowing
you to behold every single tooth shining in the glance of the saliva they are
coated with, presenting you their sharpness, their threatening length. His
tongue comes up from the lower jaw, drawing hot, slimy strings of ravenous
saliva all through his mouth as he licks his teeth and the flesh inside his
maw...flesh that hot from dragonblood that it turns the saliva to steam that
travels around your shuddering body and drives an idea of the scent of
Gorflame's breath into your nostrils...then you feel the dragon's grip around
your legs getting loose.
Zed raises his
muzzle a bit as you put your sharp talon under his chin... His breathing gets
louder as this doesn't make him feel comfortable at all... Zed watches you
smashing your foot on the ground again and sighs softly, closing his eyes for a
second. The raptor shivers once again as he sees the cruel smile on your snout
as you try to put a collar around his neck... Zed doesn't fight back, but you
can tell by a look into his blue eyes how afraid he is, this certainly can't
mean anything good... he watches you putting on the second one then tilts his
head to the side curiously as you do some kind of magic... Zed finds it somehow
funny that his mind still reacts with "Baaah... magic" to this
spectacle but he doesn't chuckle or anything... not in his current situation. He
yelps a bit as the collar starts to glow and blinks as you sit down just in
front of him... he gazes up at you with a weak look and meeps loudly as you grab
his battered legs, picking him up on it. Dangling upside down now, Zed finds
himself above your huge mouth and he immediately starts to panic... he sees your
teeth and your tongue below him and whimpers softly... all this humiliation for
nothing... His form wriggles in your hand like crazy and even more as he feels
your grip getting weaker "But.. but... I thought you wouldn't kill me....."
Gorflame's
cheeks widen still a bit more as they are drawn back in a mean grin, sending
movement through that toothed gate to hell beneath you and forcing it even
deeper into your terrified mind with that. He does not grant you any other
answer to your desperate words as he just lets you drop down the long way into
his open maw. First, you crash against some of the sharp teeth, adding some
bruises to your battered body by the sheer impact alone. In a desperate second
you try to climb out of that gigantic snout again! You would jump down from here,
very well aware of the fact that it would be a jump into death at that height!
But ANYTHING is better than being eaten ALIVE! Yet Gorflame does not grant you
any chance at all. He tilts his snout back a bit, shaking you deeper into his
maw before he firmly closes his lips...you are alone now. Looking around you see
nothing but rows of daggers and swords, coated in the same acidic saliva that
you are sitting in and that eats at your hide. The slime you lay in is deep
enough to make your hands sink in up to the wrists, too thick to allow you to
move your limbs with ease. You gasp as you try to get some air, forced to soak
in the disgusting, thick, sweetish scent of Gorflame's breath as you suddenly
feel something hot and slimy move beneath you. The massive tongue comes to work!
You try to evade it, but even if you could manage to move in this shaking, slimy
world of soft, hot, red flesh, you would only crash into a wall of teeth and
probably make the dragon use those at you! Still you try to somehow get away
from that stinking tongue, but it's of no use! As if it would travel over you to
learn about your body, it engulfs your legs first, coating them in strings of
slime before it moves further up. Your trampled body reacts heavily as the
tongue's fluids meet with the cuts of the gems and the bruises the dragon's
trampling feet have left on you. Up and down, up and down the raw piece of flesh
moves over your groins, stomach and chest, testing your taste and covering you
in boiling slime. You moan and scream in fear and pain, but it does not help you
anywhere. Further upwards the tongue travels and finally meets your face. You
shut your eyes and maw as it licks all around your head, forcing drool into your
ears and nostrils. You fight back with all your strength, try to strengthen
every muscle in your jaw to prevent that disgusting piece of flesh to place it's
smothering structure into you...but you are too weak! You can feel your jaws
forced open and immediately the dragon's tongue comes inside your maw! It fills
you out to a painful expense, leaving you absolutely no room to evade it or even
breath. You taste the flesh and the dragon's drool alike, moaning and crying in
deepest disgust and fear. It seems like an eternity to you before finally it
withdraws from your insides after even travelling down your throat a bit. And as
you get your maw back for yourself, Gorflame's tongue leaves long, slimy strings
from it's splitted tip to your violated maw.
Zed falls and
falls as you let go of him, and again everything happens in slow motion.
He oofs as he crashes into your teeth and actually holds on on these for
a while but you just shake him off like an annoying insect. He lands inside a
pool of saliva and you can feel his tiny frame moving around in despair, rolling
about as it eats away his flesh. His movements are sluggish though... like a fly
caught in honey he moves around and just wishes the pain would go away... The
small reptile is in complete fear and panic and as he feels the tongue beneath
him. A terrified meep inside your muzzle tells your sadistic mind what the
raptor feels. He doesn't see anything as you have closed your lips but he knows
very well what's exploring him now. Because of your work on him before, Zed's
trousers are nothing more than ripped fabric hanging down from his legs and they
are eaten away by the acids now as well... so you get the full taste of the
raptor inside your maw... Zed can't do anything as the tongue moves up his body,
tasting him like a piece of meat... he closes his eyes as it laps over his face
and shakes his muzzle as you try to push it into his mouth. "Nnnngh!!"
However all his struggles are useless, you violently force it in and Zed has to
taste the disgusting saliva as you explore the inside of his mouth... Zed tries
to get it out somehow but the tiny raptor is to weak to do anything like that,
so he has to take this humiliation until you decide that it's enough and pull it
out. Zed can't believe what's happening to him and wails "No, please,
no!"
Gorflame laughs
at your struggles and your discomfort. It's easy to guess just how much this
demon loves to torture you, to disgust your brain, to humiliate your soul and to
strike fear into your heart with his cruel predatory play. Suddenly, the rows of
teeth around you open up again! You fall back a bit, but the dragon's lips are
still firmly shut! You realize that you are laying on top of these spears of
white with parts of your body, ready to be chewed upon! With a scream of panic
you THRUST yourself forwards to get out of the danger...but all you get is a
massive hit by a wall of soft, red flesh! Gorflame's tongue waited for you again!
Like a huge snake coming to life it presses against your body, grabbing you with
it's splitted tip and placing you back on top of the rows of acid covered teeth.
You struggle and scream, kick and tilt around- but it's all in vain! Even the
dragon's tongue is easily twice as strong as your entire body! All you can do is
CRY out as you feel the rows of teeth closing around you! You can feel them
coming for you...slowly...agonizing slowly...they touch your chest and stomach
as well as your back. Then they press in...you can feel your trampled hide
getting impaled all over and over, getting cut and stabbed at at least 50 spots.
You taste your own blood and scream out in what you think is your mortal
cry...but just at that moment, that iron maiden you are in withdraws...You
breath hard and fast, giving no care any more about the terrible air around you,
but just one moment later you are turned around by that sadistic tongue! You
want to BEAT it, but you are helpless! Flipping around on swords sharp enough to
shred you without any effort, you are laying down back up now. And again the
teeth are coming for you, finding new and fresh spots to impale and
stab...leaving you once more before they reach vital organs, but firmly piercing
your hide and muscles and scratch over some of your bones as well. You feel like
you are in hell...two more times you are flipped over and bitten down on, until
your struggling has come to an completely exhausted end. Again the tongue wraps
around you, dragging you backwards. It pushes you a little to the side and tilts
your left hand into the rows of teeth. Gorflame violently chews down into it,
impaling it at three spots and biting it through completely. You can only guess
that this is a sort of "goodbye" to you since now you are
dragged...into the direction of the dark, slimy pit that awaits your final
journey. You can already smell the fluids down there...you know that they are
waiting for you. You blink away a few more tears...the last in your life.
Zed shuts his
eyes and tries to avoid his terrible fate with the last bit of his strength. In
the darkness of your maw, Zed can only guess what you are doing, as your tongue
shoves him on your spearlike teeth. "Gods, no!" he screams as he
pushes himself off trying to escape from there but he is hit by a hot fleshy
muscle which shoves the kicking and yelling raptor onto them again, like a child
which doesn't want to stay still.... tears are running down the raptors cheeks
and he is crying loudly, loosing the rest of his dignity as the teeth close on
him. He lets out a scream as they push into his fragile body, piercing him
several times.... he wriggles between them like a trapped animal, the pain is
awful and he coughs up blood, he tastes it in his mouth, just like you do in
yours... though he doesn't find the flavour appealing at all.. wincing as you
withdraw your dagger-teeth, he weakly pounds against the tongue, wishing himself
back into his warm lair. Your tongue almost gently turns him around just to bite
down on him again... just like you would treat a junk of food and not a living,
thinking being that is struggling for its life. Two more times the whimpering
raptor is bitten upon before you release him... Zed's brain sends pictures into
his mind, either to ease the pain or maybe he is just getting crazy... He sees
himself sitting with a few others around a campfire after his first successful
dragon-lair-raid... immediately these nice memory fade as he is taken back to
the cruel reality by a sickening crunch-sound and a sharp pain in his arm... Zed
wants to scream again, before he realizes that he was screaming all the time....
he shuts up and lays still on your tongue, just his sniffing can be heard and a
few winces as you drag him backwards to your throat... his good arm tries to
pull himself up as he whispers a few more words "Please... mercy..."
Gorflame purrrs in
deepest pleasure at your struggles and pleads, your wiggling and screaming. He
knows that he puts you through hell and he definitely enjoys it to an extend
that can only be described as sick! The sweet taste of your dripping life fluids
and your scaled hide makes his stomach rumble loud enough that you can hear it
in your ears like an echo in a dome. Yet even that sound is forgotten compared
to the hissing of the acids down in those black depths. Gorflame's tongue drags
your little, screaming body further backwards, until the helldragon throws his
snout backwards and catapults you straight down into his throat. Suddenly you
are surrounded by cramping, hot, slimy flesh that contracts around you,
mercilessly squishing you like a mere piece of meat and cutting of that little
bit of stinking air that you were able to get. A few seconds the walls around
you compress your tortured body, driving the saliva of the sadistic dragon right
into your many wounds, coating and intruding them in acid. The fleshy tube
around you sets you free once more. You try to hold and claw you into somewhere,
even if you would need to rip this throat to shreds you would do it! But it's
completely useless! Your pathetic little claws can't even find a hold within
this slimy, sticking fortress. Slowly, agonizing slowly you are slipping
downwards, forced to endure the increasing smell of the ravenous fluids calling
your name and the heat of the dragon's blood that almost makes you faint...you
would LOVE to faint, actually, but your terrified heart and senses won't grant
you that mercy. Suddenly the walls around you are gone! You are falling! And as
you tilt your head in this deadly darkness, you can behold a pool of
greenish-brownish, thick, steaming fluids that your falling body is directly
aiming towards.
"I don't
want to die!" he whimpers and moves both his good and his mangled arm
around trying to hold on somewhere. The raptors slow movements are feeling nice
and good on your tongue and your deep purr tells him how much you really care
for his helpless body. His mind doesn't accept this at all. He has sold his
pride just to live an hour more and this hour he was doing one of the lowest
deeds he can think off... for nothing. All of a sudden your tongue throws him
backwards and he falls right into that black pit that is your throat. With a
yell he falls down, until your gullet clamps down on him hard. Zed lets out an
"Urk!"-sound, followed by a small stream of blood coming out from his
muzzle and running down the throat together with your living and squirming meal...
and it feels great indeed. His struggling helpless form squishes deeper down
inside your neck and considering his screams it must be a painful, long ride for
Zed. Your saliva runs down his body and is squeezed into every wound, every pore,
every opening of Zed... burning him from the inside as well. His hoarse meeps
wander deeper down until they seem to vanish in your chest-area... and then he
falls again Zed looks down and gasps in horror as the pool of acids come closer
and closer. Despite of the darkness he can make it out pretty well. Zed waves
his good arm around wildly as he falls and with a splash he dives deep into
these horrible fluids.
Gorflame sighs
out in complete comfort as he feels your small body struggling down his throat
and falling down into his tummy. With a screech of terror you feel yourself
slipping down the last few inches, until you are landing inside the thick,
boiling fluids that immediately coat your hide completely! For the first few
seconds of shock, you don't feel anything but a strange, slimy sensation around
you that makes moving hard to do. You desperately fight your way back up, until
your head shows out of the pool again. Now you can feel it...the terrible heat
is almost cooking you alive! The steaming, thick fog around you intrudes your
nostrils, your mouth, your ears and eyes with a scent and taste somewhere in
between ammonia and chloride...and then you can feel the acids around you! They
burn into your hide! They eat into your flesh with thousands and thousands of
small, sharp toothed maws, looking for open wounds to intrude and violate and
for sensitive spots to tear and rip, devour and transform into a mix of steam
and proteins. Your screaming is sure to be heard in the entire dragon's cave as
you whirl your arms around, desperately trying to find an island within this
pool of hell! But there is no such thing! You try to hold yourself at one of the
dragon's tummy walls to climb up! But the slimy flesh does not allow you to even
hold them without letting your palms and talons slip off in an instant! You try
to struggle and twist, but still the acids eat your hide, your flesh, your bones.
So you try to stay completely still. But the fluids attack you just like they
did before. You are caught within a boiling, steaming, burning world of madness,
a world that seems to you as if it would have been created only to destroy you,
to delete your body, your name, your very soul from mother nature's book of
life. A world that will make you vanish just as if you would never have existed.
Slowly it gets darker around you. You feel the taste of your blood mixed with
the acids of the dragon that even find their way into your mouth. You feel death
nearing you...and cry out a silent tear...Gorflame is resting on his stomach,
purring in pleasure and comfort at your struggles and despair within his belly.
He smiles wide as he feels your life leaving you inside of him. "Mercy you
asked for, my little bug? Mercy is death. And I won't grant you any mercy."
With these words, the black dragon grabs the collar around his talon,
concentrates for a moment and turns it around. A blue light is engulfing the
runes Gorflame scratched into his cave floor. The same light is surrounding your
body just the same. You first think that maybe it is your soul that finally is
allowed to travel into a place warm and safe, a place you long for so desperate
since the last few minutes. You feel something grabbing you, like a cold hand
that reaches for your heart...No...this is not you dying. This is the velvet
touch of magic you HATE so much, before you suddenly see a burst of blue around
you...You feel stone. Cold, hard stone. You can still feel the acids burning on
you, like a reminder of where you just have been. But you are definitely back
within the dragons cave. A teleportation artefact! That is what lays around your
neck! With a mean snicker Gorflame grins down at you. Without any more care he
firmly tramples down on your steaming back with one of his forepaws, hitting
some bare bones that his tummy ate into you. Again you can feel pure magic
travel into your body, a curing spell. You wriggle in agony beneath Gorflames
filthy foot while the dragon whispers down at you in a sharp hiss. "I will
cure your wounds, my little bug. And I will do even more for you. I will web my
magic into your brain. I will make sure that the memory of what just happened to
you will be there for the rest of your life. Whenever you close your eyes, it
will appear in front of you. You will see and feel it again in all it's detail.
Every time. For the rest of your life!" With a laughter loud enough to
shake his entire cave, Gorflame throws his snout back, baring his teeth and
finishes his magic spell.
His muzzle
shoots out of the acids inhaling the rank air around him.... Zed doesn't have
time to be disgusted, because what he now feels is the most terrible pain, that
he has ever felt. Even when you have bitten down on him, the pain was just on
some spots, but right now its on his whole body....outside and inside him. it's
eating him out of existence. The raptors mind gives up. There is no hope to get
out of here alive anymore. His writhing screaming little form was and is nothing
to you. You have killed him mentally already, now you finish off his body.
During all this pain he endures now as his scales are eaten away, flesh and even
some bones starting to fizzle already, Zed asks himself if his soul will be
judged by his ancestors in the afterlife. And then he sees it: the blue light
covers his body and Zed gasps... soon all of this pain will end. He hears your
voice close but he pays no attention to it anymore. Zed wants to die. He
welcomes death with open arms. But suddenly he lands on the cold stones in your
lair again... His once beautiful body is looking horrible. Most of his scales
are gone, exposed red flesh almost everywhere, some of it is even burned black...
his flattened tail was partly eaten away and one arm is not useable anymore...
he writhes on the ground in agony, grunting... every touch on his open wounds
hurt. He manages to open his eyes which he had closed tightly shut and looks at
his mangled body whimpering pitifully... then he turns his bleeding head around
to look at you with fear again. The only thing that still tells you that this is
the raptor you have just eaten are his terror-filled saphire-blue eyes, which
are unhurt it seems and they seem to look even more beautiful now with the rest
of his body a mess. Again he finds himself under your foot yelping loudly as you
grind his open body into the filthy ground of your lair. He hears you clearly,
the curse you have put on him and shivers as a response, unable to say anything
at the moment. At least his pain seems to get weaker while you stand on him.
Obviously you are really curing him.
Gorflame
finally ends your ordeal as he steps off of you again, carelessly cuts your
collar off of your throat and takes his forepaw away. Your body is back in
perfect shape once more. Just your head aches a bit. A small pain as if you
would have a sting somewhere in your hide. You know that this must be the result
of the messing up that demon has just pushed your brain under...to make sure
that the memory of the last few minutes will always be with you. Without any
chance for you to forget, to run away from it. The dragon's tummy will very well
be your company for the rest of your thinking life. Snarling down at you,
Gorflame speaks once more. "Well. I could kill you. But I won't grant you
such a honourable death by my claws while you tried to raid my lair. There won't
be any of your friends telling legends of you how you dared to challenge me and
died in pride. Instead...I will let you go to live a life in shame. And to make
sure that anyone can see your failure, I will...mark you...!" Again that
vicious, twisted smile comes back to your tormentor's face as you lay down
helplessly on your back, stomach up, forced to behold Gorflame lifting his right
hind paw once again. The sight of the sticky filth at his sole makes your
stomach cramp again, the memories of your humiliation coming to you in an
intensity that almost drives you sick! Suddenly something explodes over you and
your senses are coming back to you. Looking up in awe, you see the dragon
sending WAVES of an almost white glowing fire coating his very own, heatproof
hind foot. The tongues of the flame almost seem to lick over his scales, making
the air around his paw look blurry until, just within the beat of a heart, the
fire is gone again. Gorflame's paw is glowing in a heaty orange! Every single
scale seems to be steaming! What once was the grime beneath his toes now travels
as brown, burnt smoke in the air. His cruel eyes find your upturned body once
more and before you can even let out a YELP!, he firmly pushes his broad, wide
foot all over your body! The heel finds the tip of your tail. His ball rests on
your groin once more, forcing you to spread your legs in a wide, painful angle
that pushes them beneath the dragon's toecrotches. And finally his middle toe
covers all your stomach, chest, throat and face! You can hear your flesh hisssss
in heat as it is burned! You smell your own meat, feel the cruel, hot foot
eating into you, reminding you of the acids that just tried to eat you away. You
would love to struggle, to scream. But you are exhausted beyond any limit. All
you can do is wait for Gorflame to trample off of you again. After what seems
like an eternity for you, the burning sensation slowly fades away, just as the
foot that smothers you steps off. Gorflame sets it back on the ground and takes
you in his palm, looking at his work's result. "Oh...very nice. Even a
young one of your tribe should be able to see that mark as a dragon's print.
Don't you worry, small one. The pain will be gone within a week. Only the...mark
will stay. As will your memories." With these few last words to your
discomfort, Gorflame stomps through his cave, carrying you in his palm. As he
reaches the exit, he powerfully throws you out of his home like a piece of
garbage! You hit the sand hard and easily roll around a good 50 feet before your
mangled body finally comes to a rest again. Your eyes look back at the
Gorflame's cave, he is already back in the depths of his home. He didn't grant
you a last view. But at least your wish was fulfilled: You are still...alive.
Zed is too exhausted to let out a squeak by now. You step off from him and he gasps weakly as he sees his body restored. He moves his hands and his tail and for a very short moment Zed is happy, just before he remembers your curse again... He winces and looks up at you as you tell him what you are about to do. Zed can hear a bitter laugh in his own mind as you mention pride. Not only are you right with that but he also wonders if all the knights of the legends died in "pride", like he almost did here. The foot-cleaning comes back into his mind and he shivers softly. Zed doesn't say a word as you lift your hind-paw and let it hover over his small, defenceless body. He just lies there, his eyes widening as you spit flames on your foot, letting it burn. He feels the heat drawing nearer and closes his eyes. He just don't want to see it anymore. Then it comes down on him again. Zed's brain tells him to scream but when he opens his mouth there are only some silent croaks coming out, even the fizzling of his roasting scales is louder. His tail moves slightly and the rest of his body twitches as you mark him. Again his groin is not spared, his feet are pressed apart and it seems as if his whole body is fitting perfectly under your foot. You stand on him for quite a while, he is grunting and oofing as some of his strength comes back and you even feel a slight resistance as his muzzle moves under your toe. He has opened his eyes as the heat goes away, only able to see the dirty pad of your toe standing on him, before you finally step off and scoop him up with a hand. With large-open eyes he looks at you and then at his burnt body whimpering silently. Not knowing what to do, Zed curls himself together tightly on your hand, his tail over his head... it's the position of a raptor-hatchling when it is scared. Staying like that he feels you walking and a few seconds later the raptor is flying through the air and lands hard on his back. Looking back at your lair, Zed stands up and using what's left of his strength to run.... far, far away.... until he feels that he's in no danger anymore if you might change your mind. Zed falls down on his knees and pants, moving his muzzle down he examines your deep mark going over his whole front. He closes his eyes exhausted, he doesn't want to be reminded on that, he wants to forget, getting rest for just a few seconds.... but as you promised, just after he closed his eyes, the horrible events come back again. He's reliving all that he has been through.... and while he is whimpering he realizes the sad truth: he will relive it again and again, every night, for the rest of his life.