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Zed:
Green Anthroraptor, 6 feet tall
Timanth:
Bronze eastern dragon, 150 feet tall
The raptor grins while he enters the cave, his guild mates told him about. "A dragon's lair", they said. "Filled with gold up to the ceiling!" Zed laughed a bit at that, because he knows how the humans tend to exaggerate. But it's a dragon's lair after all and even though he doesn't know anything about the reptile, which lives inside he hasn't yet seen a dragon who doesn't own a hoard of precious shinies. Of course it's dangerous, but Zed is no amateur. Done this a dozen times and he always survived. There is no such thing like failure for him. He's unbeatable, after all he is smarter than all of these giant lizards. That's what he always tells himself. And this is what he also thinks today as he sneaks into this cave.
Meditating within her private sanctum, the utahraptor ghost senses a disturbance within her master’s complex of caves. Extending her senses, she tries to locate the intruder. A silent gasp escapes her phantom lungs as she realizes it’s a raptor, one of her own kind. Any other creature that had tried to steal from the bronze dragon’s lair, she would not have cared for. But the thought of one of her own kin enduring the torture the Asian dragon gave out to punish lair raiders is too much for her to bear. Stealing out of her sanctuary, she pads silently along the corridors, her legs flying in the hurry to get to the intruder before it’s too late and her master senses his presence. As she runs, she prays that she will get there in time.
Zed's heart is filled with greed and even his mind spins in ecstasy as he tries to imagine what the treasure-room will be like. Sure, he hasn't forgotten about the dragon, but it's nothing that bothers him. It is just a minor disturbance on his way to wealth, nothing more. He sneaks silently through the cavern; his claws bend upwards, so he doesn't make a noise. Zed doesn't wear his shirt, simply because clothing generally annoys him. But the trousers are at least good for something… they got pockets, where he can stuff gold in that doesn't fit into his bag anymore. He smiles at this thought and indeed he is in a great mood. He's sure, that this will be a day that he'll remember.
She runs swiftly, praying against all odds that you haven’t found the treasure room yet. Unfortunately, the treasure room is not very far into the complex of caves, and pitifully easy to find. The ghost knows that this is just a ruse so that the bronze dragon can snatch his victims up easier, and that the placing of the treasure cave is no accident. Fairly flying along the tunnels, she wishes she could pass through the walls, but alas, they are all coated with anti-magical dust, preventing anything from teleporting in. Finally, she reaches the one and only entrance to the treasure lair, and waits for you there, knowing that it will not be long until you find it. Indeed, she can sense your presence in the nearby caves, searching.
Zed's heart beats faster as he comes to the end of the floor that leads into a big room and if he isn't wrong, he already sees something twinkling inside. The raptor can't believe how dumb this is… Every dragon would try to move his treasures into his cave as far as possible but not this one. "He doesn't even deserve treasures. Maybe I'll come back after this raid with a few others and we take the rest of the stuff as well" he thinks to himself. It doesn't come to his mind that this might be a trap. As he enters the room, he gasps as he sees the ghost. Not sure what to do now, he stops at the entrance and narrows his eyes a bit, moving his claws to the daggers at his belt. He knows that he can't hurt most ghosts… neither can they hurt him but some of them put a few nasty curses on him, after he robbed their graves… He decides to wait first and let her talk for now.
The utahraptor ghost is panting abit from her exertions, not from her legs running, but from the sheer mental effort required to move herself through the tunnels against ethereal winds. But she regains her breath rapidly, enough to utter her warning. “You shouldn’t be here…” Seeing the puzzled look on your face, she hisses, “Get out of here! Now! You have to leave before my master finds out you’re here. Any other being I would not have cared, but…I do not wish for one of my kin to come to harm. You have to leave!” Pain lances at her being as you pass right by her, hissing with laughter. That one of her own kind should ignore her warnings…She bows her head in resignation as you start to pick among gems as large as your head, “Very well, young one…you sign yourself to your fate.” And she fades away, as if wafted away by an unseen breeze.
The raptor breathes out relieved as he hears what she is saying… She's not threatening him with a curse. She's just one of the kind that warns people not to take anything. Zed laughs a bit as he walks by and starts to stuff the more precious gems in his bag. “Yeah, yeah, thanks for caring, but I know what I do.” Zed finds it silly to talk with ghosts, especially as he knows that some of them are just an illusion. A clever trick to scare intruders out of the cave. But Zed isn't that stupid… He won't stop now.
Timanth opens his eyes, the pupil-less orbs whirling red in alarm and anger. There was an intruder, and a not very subtle one. Growling in anger, he gets up slowly, being careful not to rumble the rock. Compressing his body to an almost thin-as-thread shape, he starts to slither through the cracks in the complex. A tug at his mind causes him to halt, and hesitate for a moment. Turning around, he sees his apprentice standing apprehensively behind him. “Yes? What is it,” He hisses gently. “The intruder…ah…he is a raptor…and…being of kin…promise you won’t hurt him too badly, will you?” Hearing her pleading words, he seems to consider for a moment, “How about this…I’ll leave him alive, and I won’t hurt him…too badly.” Chuckling darkly, he slithers through the crack, transversing one of many to the treasure room.
The raptor smirks as his bag is filled with gems completely. He hurries a bit to stuff some gold coins into his pocket now as well. With that done he throws his bag over the shoulder and leaves the room, trying to get out of the cave. He doesn't know why, but suddenly he has a bad feeling about the whole thing. Something is not right here…the ghost that warned him… and the treasure-room, he reached so easily…And finally: No dragon and no traps at all…"No, something is not right here" he says to himself while he quickens his pace, heading for the exit.
Timanth surges along the crack in the stone of the cave complex, knowing that this particular vein leads through all of his caves. He can feel your presence running for the exit to his cave, and smiles to himself. He planned to have fun with this one…Slithering out a crack just behind you, he keeps low on the ground, his size still very small, flowing along the ground behind you, watching as you get closer and closer to the exit. Just as you’re about to reach it, he stretches out his mind, toward the boulder always located above the entrance, and slams it down, chuckling as you can’t slow down and run right into it, your bag ripping and scattering gems everywhere. This done, he begins to grow, expanding to his full size, filling the tunnel, leaving you no room for escape.
Zed grins as he sees the exit in front of him and starts running. He succeeded here as well, it seems. But just when he reached the entrance, a giant rock falls down in front of the cave and the raptor can be happy that it didn't squash him. Zed runs right into it though, landing hard on his backside. He looses his bag during the fall and it is ripped open… all the gems start rolling out. Zed grunts and tries to get up again, yelping as he sees the stone that blocks his way out. He whimpers a bit and stuffs the more precious gems into his pocket, before he starts to push at the stone, trying to move it somehow so he can get out. That's when he hears something behind him. Immediately he turns around and stares at your giant form in disbelief. He presses himself against the boulder behind him and shakes his head… "N…not possible!"
Timanth smiles cruelly as he sees your surprised look, “On the contrary, little raptor, it is very, very possible.” Whipping out a forepaw, he grabs you brutally and starts pawing back to his inner sanctum, not caring whether he makes the ground rumble now, every step jarring your bones. The trip seems to take forever to you, unending tunnels of stark rock. By the time the bronze dragon drops you on the ground, your bones are aching like hell, and your skin is battered and bruised. Turning around to face you, the bronze dragon grins, allowing you to see his razor-sharp teeth. “My apprentice has pleaded with me not to kill you, so I’m indulging her cry for mercy…I also promised not to hurt you…too much…indeed…you’ll feel pain, but not so much that it kills you…So…little raptor….what shall we do with you, hmmmmm?”
Zed just stares at you as you talk to him and before he is able to say anything, your paw comes down on him, gripping the little reptile. You don't really seem to mind that his arms were in the way and are now twisted in a rather painful way inside your firm grip on his small body. Zed eeps and wriggles in a desperate attempt to get him into a more comfortable position, but obviously that won't work, no matter how much he moves. It doesn't get better when you walk… in fact it even increases the pain and as if this isn't enough, you are also walking an endless long way until you reach your goal. Sending Zed to the ground, he groans a bit and checks his bones, if they are broken before he looks up at you in fear as he hears your words. "You…will hurt me?" he stutters "B… but you got your treasures back… how about this: I promise you that I'll just leave and won't ever come back, when you let me go now." He smiles weakly "V… violence is not really necessary, you know? What do you say?"
Timanth laughs, a derisive, contemptuous laugh, “Hmph…first you have the nerve to steal my jewels, and now you have the gall to ask for mercy?! You’re just lucky you’re escaping alive and sane!” Growling down at you, he lifts a forepaw and presses down against you, hard enough to smother you and cause some pain, but not enough to break any bones. “Listen closely, and you might get out alive. Your first task is to clean my hind feet. That should take you awhile…” Grinning ferally down at you, he lifts his forepaw and sits down against the cave wall, extending his hind legs toward you. “Well, what are you waiting for? Lick! Oh…and one more thing…if you don’t do it to my liking, you’ll find yourself a flat raptor trampled on my floor, you understand?” Smiling as you shudder, he leans back and starts to enjoy himself. As you approach his foot, you cannot believe how much filth has accumulated on there. But it is only logical, since a being so heavy, so massive has plenty of weight to get slime and dirt stuck on his soles.
Zed twitches as he hears you laugh. But indeed there is one good thing: You promised him that he will come out alive… if he obeys. Pressing him flat to the ground with your forepaw the raptor wriggles a bit and pushes at the paw for some release from the crushing weight, but of course that's rather useless. He quickly nods as he hears your first task. Sounds good for him… cleaning paws doesn't sound that painful. When you let go of him he quickly gets up and looks at your hind feet, already presented to him. He gasps and his mouth drops open as he sees all the filth on your feet… Zed shudders as he moves over. The smell of dirt immediately fills his nostrils and he can't believe that his clean sensitive tongue should touch something like this. His pride screams to him that he shouldn't do it but his survival instinct tells him he has to… He doesn't want to end up flattened beneath these feet. But perhaps it looks worse than it really is, he thinks. He graps the edges of your left hindpaw and moves his tongue out, licking over it softly for a first sample. "Blergh." Zed almost has to vomit. It's even worse than he thought. He whimpers a bit and starts his humble task. You can feel his tiny tongue moving over your sole now, the little raptor whimpering at the horrible taste. But despite of his disgust he does a good job, even getting the dirt out of the spaces between your scales… using his saliva to soften the harder bits.
Timanth hisses in pleasure as he feels your tongue go to work on his sole. After a long day of counting jewels, coins, and magical artifacts, his hind paws are sore from padding around his complex of caves the entire day. The feeling of your small body pressed against his sole just feels so good…He roars softly as he curls his toes, feeling you working on his sole. “You might want to save the easier parts for later.” Grinning as he feels you shudder, he growls, “You heard me right…easy parts.” Curving his hind sole, he grips your shoulders tightly between two of his toes, uncurling the digits and lifting you off the ground. Tilting his foot a little bit back, he splays his toes, allowing your muzzle to drop…right into his wide-open toe crotch. Instantly you are assaulted by the stench of dragon sweat and swamp slime. The odor is horrible, but the bronze dragon quickly clenches his toes again, effectively trapping your head between his toes. Uttering a growled command, the bronze dragon sighs in pleasure as you start to lick, working your tongue between his two toes. The taste is even worse, all the accumulated dragon sweat and swamp slime forming oozing tendrils between your mouth and his toes. Hissing happily, the copper dragon kneads his toes together, compressing your head almost painfully tight between the two digits. All you can smell is the intoxicating combination of filth and sweat, not to mention to permeating scent of dragon musk.
Zed continues his work, licking and swallowing the disgusting crap that sticks on your hindpaw. His tongue is already raspy and dry and he's sure that once he finished this one, he'll still have the taste of your feet in his mouth after months…He even has to kneel to get the dirt of the lower part of your sole away, as you probably won't lift it up for him. Despite of all his fear, Zed feels anger arising as well as he has to bend his body down and get on all fours like a little dog to reach the dirt on your sole just above the ground. He blinks as he hears your words as you suddenly move your toes over him and trap the little raptor between them. He yelps as you press them together on his shoulders and pick him up like that. Zed starts to kick and whimper, once his feet leave the ground, but there is nothing he can do about it. You open your toes and the lizards muzzle drops into your toecrotch, his muzzle pressing against the crime and dirt inside. Instinctively he tries to get his snout away from it. But you’ve already clenched your toes together again, giving Zed's head a warm, humid and dirty embrace, so that not only his breath will smell like crap, no, his whole muzzle will do. Hanging from between your toes, you can barely hear Zed's muffled protests as he moves his tongue out once again and starts to lick. It's even worse here. He tastes your sweat, the muck from the swamp and god knows what else, but a tight squeeze on his head reminds him, that he better does a good job here too. Whimpering softly Zed continues to clean the crotch thoroughly.
Timanth sighs in bliss as you continue working on his toe crotch. He can feel your saliva gathering there, giving his toes a pleasantly wet feeling. At least he knows that his toe crotch is clean, and the only thing causing the feeling is your saliva slicking it up. Finally feeling satisfied and pleasured enough with the cleaning in his toecrotch, he opens his toes, allowing you to drop back onto the ground. Before you can even draw breath, his hind paw is upon you, pressing you down into the dirt-covered stone of the cave floor. Using his middle toe to activate your gag reflex, he pushes down HARD on your throat, forcing your mouth open. Instantly, his toe is shoved there instead of empty space, forcing the claw down your throat and the scaly part of the toe into your mouth, onto your tongue. “Suck.” With this simple command, the bronze dragon feels a pleasant sensation on his toe, not quite a strong suction, but a slight pulling. Not to mention that his toe is completely covered in your saliva, adding to the slick feeling. Sighing happily, he starts to move his toe in and out of your mouth, literally forcing you to give oral to his claw. “Yessss…that’s it….” This wouldn’t really be worrying except for the fact that the copper dragon seems to be carried away by his pleasure. Each time his toe thrusts into your forced-open jaws, it seems to be going in deeper. Indeed, the base of the toe grows closer and closer every time. And the bronze dragon doesn’t seem to be retracting his claw at all. You can already feel it digging against your throat, and you worry about what would happen if it went deeper.
The only thing that is in Zeds mind right now is to get out of your toecrotch as fast as possible. But he knows that you'll only release him, when the scales are totally free from dirt. Squirming a bit, he realizes that he can't move his head even an inch. Your toes are squeezing it so tightly that has to use his long tongue to reach the other dirty areas in this horrible place. Despite of his anger and disgust he quickens up his pace now, what might almost appear as eager to you, but in fact it's just the wish to end his torment here. Finally when you think that he has enough you release him and he drops to the floor, groaning a bit. There is all kind of disgusting fluids inside his belly already and he is amazed at himself that he was able to keep it inside during his ordeal. But before he can sit up your paw is on top of him again, pressing him painfully against the stone floor beneath. He opens his mouth to yelp in pain at the crushing sensation, but his voice is muffled, once you shove your toe into his mouth “Ngh!” Zed squirms in panic at this rude penetration and puts his paws on the rather broad toe to force it out of his mouth again. His jaws are dislocated with a loud "Click" as you force it deeper in, the claw already going down his throat, and the fleshy part comes to rest on Zeds tongue, giving him once again a nice taste of another part of your foot. Zed wriggles like crazy now, in fear of choking to death on the claw, but after a while he manages to find a way to get some air, especially once you start to thrust it in and out. Whimpering softly the raptor obeys and sucks submissively on the claw, his tongue licking over the scales whenever you thrust in again. After a while he realizes, that you push in further every time, already stretching his throat out painfully. Zed tries desperately to inform you about that, fearing that you might spear him, or that you reach his stomach getting him stuck on your toe in some way. He wriggles and kicks now, pushing at your claw and letting out some muffled cries of panic: "Nnngh…mmmmh! NNNNGH! MMMM!"
Timanth grins as he feels his claw digging against the fragile skin of your throat. He thinks how easy it would be to just push in a little further, and your throat would rip, leaving you with a lack of air to eventually suffocate. But he promised his apprentice, and his word was as good as the gold he hoarded. Reluctantly, he withdraws the toe from your mouth, but instantly, another replaces it, forcing you to once again taste the vile digit. “Just because I promised my apprentice I wouldn’t kill you doesn’t mean I can’t have lots of fun with you before I let you go!” Once again, he begins to thrust in and out, violating your throat like it was some kind of sick cleaning station. The scales scrape inside your mouth, and you can feel it growing raw as again and again skin is scrapped from inside your mouth. That hideous claw presses painfully against the back of your throat, threatening to rupture it every time it penetrates your muzzle. But it never does, only that focused point of pain in your throat reminding you how close to death you come each time the toe forces itself down your mouth. But the copper dragon seems satisfied with your licking and sucking, and so withdraws that toe as well. Waving his remaining dirty toe in front of your terrified muzzle, he chuckles sadistically and growls, “I won’t force you to clean this one yet, but that’s because I have something in mind for you with this toe…” Lifting his hindpaw, he hesitates and moves his foot down only a little before pressing it back into your small body. This time, that dirty toe is pressing directly between your legs, and it rubs harshly against your groin as the bronze dragon watches, grinning at your discomfort. “Now, Zed, listen closely…You know where my toe rests currently, and you probably know what I intend. So it’s either cum, or I let the dinos have a go at you, understand?” Seeing your timid nod, he leans back and begins to press his toe into your groin in a steady, rhythmic fashion, hoping to make you erect and reactive to his rubbing. He chuckles as you squirm under his toe, the rubbing obviously unpleasant and disgusting.
Zed listens to your words, with tears running down his cheeks and even though it’s hard to concentrate, while you rape his mouth with your giant toe, he still gets your point. He’s absolutely nothing compared to your massive form. An annoying little toy in the best case. You even expect him to be grateful, that you didn't kill him like the small bug he is to you. You promised him, that he will live… and that's the only thing that counts for the raptor right now, even though he knows that you will make the time with him as disgusting and painful as possible. After he somehow got used to the claw thrusting in so brutally he manages to continue sucking again. Indeed he seems eager to serve you, even if it’s just to make this nightmare end more quickly. Once you pull your toe out of his snout the raptor sinks back exhausted and breathes in deeply. His mouth aches and he looks up at you weakly when you bring your paw up again, letting it hover above his tiny green form. He sees the dirty toe and is sure that you will shove this one into his mouth again, but he was wrong: Instead you press it down on Zeds little crotch and his response is an almost cute little squawk as you start to rub him in a way that can't be considered as tender. He nods weakly as he hears your command, utterly humiliated as you start to paw him off with that dirty toe. To his horror he realizes that in some way it actually turned him on, despite of his fear and anger. And it doesn't take long until you feel the small member of the raptor pushing out of his genital slit and poking against your toe. "nnnng…. Please…"
Timanth smiles as your member presses against his toe, becoming fully erect in only a few seconds. “Good…I’m glad we’re both enjoying this…it wouldn’t have been fun for you if I had to use erection injections. Now you just go ahead and relax, hmmm?” His toe begins to work over your shaft, the scaly digit easily wrapping around the pink organ. Making sure to smear as much as the slime and filth onto your member as possible, he starts to stroke your member. It can’t be described as gently, for a dragon that size can’t possibly treat a small raptor like you “gently,” but it isn’t a crushing sensation either. Rather, the rough scales of his toe are like refined sandpaper, gritting against your member a little harshly, but not too much so. The copper dragon is pleased to find shivers of pleasure coming from your body, and speeds up his rubbing. The roughness and abrasion of his toe is alleviated somewhat by the slime and mud coating your shaft, making it slippery to rub. Lifting his toe to check on his progress, the copper Asian is amused to find that your then-pink member has been completely coated with the crap that his toe had picked up, now a sickly greenish-brown color. Replacing his toe, he continues his work, smiling at the moans of pleasure emanating from your throat. His claw digs gently into your belly as he pumps his toe up and down in a steady rhythm, rubbing your member quickly against his toe. Sometimes he squeezes his toes together, compressing your shaft for a moment before continuing to stroke. The rhythm speeds up as the bronze dragon, too, gets excited, and the toe presses down harder, rubbing heavily.
Zed’s protests quickly subside as you apply a bit more weight on his crotch. Your strokes continue and Zed starts panting now, his tongue hanging out from the side of his muzzle and he even drools a bit, twitching at each rub, feeling that his erect member is twisted back and forth in an uncomfortable way. As your rubbing becomes faster, Zed meeps from the pain and even bends his knees and clings his legs around your toe. Again this could be misinterpreted as eager, but in fact he is just trying to slow you down by pressing his legs together on your toe. It won't work of course. You have much more strength in your little toe than there is in the whole raptors body and so you just drag his legs with you. Zed is a sad sight right now and if he would be able to see himself, he would be disgusted at himself. The once proud hunter has turned into a whimpering, sniveling slave to the giant being who is just milking his little toy for his very own personal entertainment. As a nice side-effect you even get a lot of the grime off from your toe, you notice as you lift it from your plaything for a second. Most of the dirt is already on the raptors crotch with a great part smeared onto his member. Satisfied and amused at your work you put it back on its place and continue rubbing. Zed has thrust his clawed hands into the cave ground and closes his eyes, making little grunting sounds as his orgasm draws closer. Even though his mind screams against this humiliating act, he has to admit that it turns him on in some sick way he doesn't comprehend. Besides that he also realizes that it might be better to give you what you wanted: A little stain of raptor cum on your dirty toe. He doesn't know who the dinos are, you mentioned but he definitely isn't eager to meet them. So after one final long and firm stroke the raptor screeches out, while his member throbs beneath you and just a second later you feel the underside of your toe getting wet. Zed collapses back beneath you, his eyes half-open, as he stares up at you in fear and humiliation. Barely able to speak he stutters with the tone of utter defeat in his voice: "P.. pl.. please… m..master… I le…learned my le…lesson."
Timanth smiles as he feels your little body heating up under his ministrations. Finally, his eyes widen a little bit as the heat surge rushes through your body, ending at the point of your member. A slight smile escapes his muzzle as he feels the wet stain spreading across the scales of his toe. Keeping it there for awhile longer, he gives your groin one last press before removing his foot. Your crotch is now completely covered with slime, mud, and a little of your own cum. Arching his neck to look down at you, he laughs as he hears your plea for mercy, “Oh no, my little raptor…you don’t seem to understand…it is only I that determines whether you have truly learned your lesson or not.” Once more pressing his foot painfully over your body, he aims his filthy toe at your mouth and once more forces your muzzle open, shoving the disgusting digit inside and forcing it deep. The taste is utterly revolting. Not only is there mud and slime on his toe, there is also a huge smear of your cum, and all of that is being forced down your throat over and over again as the bronze dragon once more thrusts the toe down your throat, cleaning it out on your mouth. He lets your saliva wash off all the filth that he’s stepped in, making sure that you swallow it, before finally removing the revolting digit from your mouth. Lifting his foot and inspecting it carefully, he’s pleased to find that it’s almost completely clean. But some dirty spots attract his attention, and he growls menacingly, “You missed some spots…so I’ll have to use you as a doormat…Don’t worry, you’ll still be cleaning off my foot…just with your skin! Hehheh…” Getting up from his sitting position, he rears back on his hind legs and carefully places the hind foot upon your body, starting from your face and slowly dragging it down your body. You can feel the slime and mud wiped off on your body and smearing on your torso and face. But you can do nothing as this humiliation goes on. Over and over the copper dragon places his foot on your head and wipes it down your body, putting more and more filth on it until the once beautiful green hide is a brownish, sickly green. Finally, he seems satisfied with his state of cleanliness and lifts his foot to examine it again. To his delight, all the dirt has been scraped off it by your scales. But his other foot catches his eye, “Hm…that still leaves my other dirty hind paw…”
Hearing that his ordeal is far from over, Zed starts to whimper softly, when you finally lift your paw up from him. Zed looks at your intimidating muzzle as you bring it down to his lying frame and crawls backwards a bit, while he was still on his back. You easily stop this pitifully attempt to flee by thrusting your paw down on him again. Zed screams at the force and you immediately put that open mouth of your victim to good use by slamming the dirty toe inside, muffling his screams. Zed should be used to the taste by now, but this toe was worse than all the other parts of your foot he has licked. He drinks his own cum mixed together with the soft glibbery mass of dirt and sweat. Zed pants weakly as he drags his tongue over the toe again submissively. Yes, he wants it to become clean quickly to end his torment. From the corner of his eyes he gets, that you are watching him carefully, looking if he swallows his treat. You watch the bile wandering down his throat and let out a little chuckle, removing your toe from Zeds tortured mouth. The raptor winces as you growl at him, because of the still dirty parts and stutters, as you stand up to your full height: "I'm sor… sorry… I'll lick the dirt off of co.. Ack." Your foot silences the little reptile again, even though you didn't press down very hard on him. But his delightful squirms as he pushes his hands up against your sole is enough to make you giggle a bit. A few seconds later you start to wipe your foot off on this pitiful small reptile, who lets out a few weak meeps of protests, as you almost flatten him against the cave floor with your weight. You realize that the raptor must have been made for this, because the grime goes off easily from your foot and remains where it belongs: on the little living doormat under you. The dirt gets stuck between Zed's once beautiful green scales, which slowly begin to turn muddy-brown and especially his face seems to be a great place to get most of the dirt off. His nostrils, the edge of his mouth and his cheek almost seem to absorb the crap and when you finally step off from his bruised body, the proud raptor looks and smells like nothing more than a disgusting piece of filth, at least his front side. Even though he can't believe what just happened to him, your words pull him out of his shock again. Sitting up as quick as possible he forces a smile on his face and tries to be as cooperative as possible, to avoid any other even more crueler tasks: "I… I can clean it off of course, if y… you want me to. I'll be happy to do it." He lies, sobbing silently, as the last bit of his pride leaves him.
Timanth smiles and shakes his head at your pleading words, “Oh, no, it’s quite alright…I’ll clean it off…myself…” Somehow, his words do little to assure you. In fact, they only add to your unease. You’re still mulling his words when the copper dragon reaches down with a huge forepaw and scoops you up easily, raising you a good hundred feet into the air. But this time, he doesn’t squeeze you, but lets you rest in his palm. The fact that those massive fingers could snap closed, crushing you without any effort at any time does not grant you comfort. He chuckles as he begins walking with his prisoner, heading toward the hot spring in his lair. “Don’t worry…I won’t hurt you now…I wouldn’t want to damage my foot scrubber…” His words send a chill down your spine, and he grins as he sees you desperately trying to scamper out of his palm and down to the ground. But one quick twitch of his hand and the fingers raise up all around you like stone pillars, effectively preventing your escape. You can only wait and watch between a thin gap between his fingers as he walks along on his hind legs, using his wings for balance. After what seems like an eternity of tunnels, a blast of heat washes over the bronze dragon and his captive, not quite making him sweat, but enough to make moisture condense all over his body. Stepping into his bathing chamber he opens his fingers and allows you to see for the first time where the huge dragon cleans himself. The entire cave seems to be glowing red-hot from the heat, and the walls have an eerie orange tinge to them. Stalactites and stalagmites protrude from the ceiling and floor, probably because of all the water vapor swirling around. But what really catches your eye is the huge lake in the center of the cave. It’s so clear that you can see to the bottom…and that is a very, very long way down. Steam gushes from its surface, and you have a feeling that if you were to even touch that water it would burn you to death. But the bronze dragon seems to have no compunctions about stepping into it, and easily slips feet-first into the water. His body sinks in until only his long neck and head are protruding from the lake, and he hangs his arms over as he leans back and relaxes. But he doesn’t stay still for very long. Lifting his remaining dirty foot from the water, he crosses it across the other foot, effectively keeping it out of the water. You can see the filth and dirt still clinging stubbornly onto it, the mud glistening in the red light. As he brings his forepaw in front of the hind sole, he growls, “Now that the dirt is softened up by the water, you’ll have the honor as serving as my…foot scrubber, hehhehheh…”
Zed stares up at you and tilts his head to the side questioningly, not really sure what you have in mind… Somehow he has the feeling that it won't get better… Lying next to your foot, he realizes that trying to escape would be rather useless, so he doesn't crawl away as you bend down and grab the dirty little reptile. He lies in your palm, shivering, getting on all fours and crawling around there like a panicked insect, as every step you take shakes the poor thing around, letting him tumble and fall in your hand… There is no escape here… a fall from this height would be his certain death… and Zed wants to live, he wants to survive this somehow. He leans against one of your fingers and holds on there, looking up at his tormentors muzzle and studies the dragons face for the first time. The elegant shape of your muzzle, the bronze scales and the Asian look. A wave of heat pulls the raptor out of his thoughts and he yelps a bit, turning around and squeezing his muzzle through the space between two fingers, to see where they are going. Obviously it's the place where you wash yourself but for the raptor the temperature doesn't make him feel comfortable at all. His eyes widen as you step into the steaming lake as if it's a refreshing warm tub. The heat is almost unbearable for him, and he even tries to climb up your arm, to get higher up and further away from the burning hot water. Even though Zed's dirty and in desperate need of a bath, he has the feeling that this lake will not only wash the dirt of from him, but his scales as well. You shake him off into your hand again, and he rests there on his back, looking up at you, pleading: "Don't drop me… p… please… don't drop me… I can't survive this!" He whimpers as you put him down to your foot, letting him look at your dirty foot… it's steaming now… and all the grime has turned into hot mud… Zed gasps and panics again… He seriously doesn't want to be scrubbed over that.
Timanth chuckles as you writhe and squirm in his hand. “Don’t want to be my scrubber, eh? Well…it’s not as if you have much of a choice…” Grinning, the bronze dragon moves you closer to his sole. By this time, you can feel the intense heat blasting out of that foot, both from the soaking of the boiling water, and from the bronze dragon’s internal heat source. Closer and closer you come to the mud-caked sole, and despite your squirming and wiggling, you are unable to move out of the bronze dragon’s grasp. And then, suddenly, you are there. The boiling, oozing mud immediately inserts, sharp, intense tendrils of heat into you, and the bronze dragon can hear you crying out in pain and humiliation. “Don’t worry, raptor…the heat will go away soon…” And go away it does. Immdiately, the pain is reduced to nothing more but an almost pleasant warmness all over your body, and despite the disgusting mud forcing its way between your scales and onto your hide, you start to relax. It’s at that exact moment that the bronze dragon decides to start scrubbing himself with you. You’re moved roughly up and down his sole, pressed tightly against it, while your entire body is coated with the mud he scrapes off onto your body. First, he uses your tail to wipe off the mud on his heel, the place where it’s most compacted. Using your tail, he gingerly picks out all the mud that has been stuck into the grooves of his heel. Next, he uses your feet and legs to wipe off the arch of his foot, transferring all the mud that was stuck there onto your legs and between your toes. Then, he uses your torso to wipe off the ball pads of his feet, making sure to smear the disgusting slime all over you. And finally, just to add to the humiliation, he uses your muzzle and face on his toes, sticking your head deep inside the toe crotches, making sure you catch the scent of those disgusting dragon feet before thoroughly wiping you around and smearing your face with mud. Finally, the bronze dragon seems satisfied, and drops his plaything on the rim of the lake. It seems you are more brown than green now, entirely covered with swamp mud. Your hide is rubbed raw, and your scales, if any left at all, are thoroughly coated with the mud. The copper Asian chuckles at the sight of his toy curled up in humiliation, and drops his foot back into the lake, allowing himself a nice, long soak.
As you move the squirming, meeping little reptile closer to your foot, Zed can feel the heat getting almost unbearable. The raptor is almost sure, that his whole front will be burned away, once he touches your steaming sole, but he was wrong there. You push him against your foot, and of course he starts streaming, twitching in agony as the heat burns on his scales but after a few seconds it gets better. Zed isn't sure, if your sole got colder or if he just got used to the heat. The pain goes away and the raptor purrs for a moment, happy that it doesn't hurt anymore, even forgetting that he is just used as a foot-toy at the moment. But in a state of total desperation you are happy about every little ray of hope. But you soon remind him where he is as you start rubbing your sole with him. The heat before kind of burned the dirt before off from him, so you can start anew now. His smooth, small scales feel nice on your dirty sole, you realize. The spaces between them once again fill with all the grime and they are also warm enough that the dirt gets stuck on them. The raptor nnnghs in protest and pushes against your sole as you start to scrub it clean with your toy, using the different body-parts of him masterfully. He feels how you swipe his tail over your heel with one of your fingers, the same with his feet. His dangerous sickle-claws, feared by most creatures are merely a tool to get the mud out of the more difficult places. The same with his muzzle. His long blunt snout is just perfect for the toe crotches it seems. With a fingertip placed on the top of his head you guide it in and wipe it around there. With a short squeeze of your toes, you turn his desperate meeps into muffled noises, forcing the raptor to get known to the horrible smell down there. Once you are finished you chuckle as you pull his now brown snout out of the crotch and see the disgust and humiliation in his eyes, before you push it into the next one. This all is terrible for Zed, but there is one thing, that's even more horrible and that's the fact, that from all the rubbing his own crotch gets, he obviously get turned on and after a while his erection is rubbed over your sole as well. Zed can't believe that and just hopes that you don't see this. While you are using him in the lowest way, that he can imagine, his own body betrays him and he actually gets turned on! As soon as you drop him on the rim, Zed curls down sobbing there, hiding his erection from your looks. He never before felt so low in his life, and while you relax in the lake, getting your whole body clean, his dirty little self lies next to you, just raising and lowering his head from time to time to look up at you in fear, disgusted and ashamed of himself as well.
Timanth sighs as he soaks in his hot spring, and chuckles at the mess of a raptor curled up on the rim of the pool. Powered by a whim, he reaches a huge forepaw over and gently prods you with an index claw. But even this gentle probing is enough for you to yelp and straighten out in pain…exposing your painfully hard member. The bronze dragon makes a surprised noise, somewhere between a grunt and a shriek, “You’re still horny? Well well…it seems like my guest really is enjoying these things…Mmmm…it’s good that both of us should like it!” Using the scaly part of his foretoe, he presses gently down on your member, but since this time he’s using a so-called “finger” to prod and press, he’s doing a horribly good job of it. He grins as he sees you squirming around on the ground, the mud serving as a lubricant so that his scales rub smoothly against your shaft. Retracting his claw, he shrinks the claw’s sheath until it’s small enough to fit cleanly over your member. Smiling, he presses the small opening against the tip of your member until it starts to penetrate, sliding in until it’s stuck in up to the hilt. Smiling, the copper Asian tightens it even more before pulling slowly up, relaxing the grip when he presses down again, using his toe like some twisted humping mechanism. You can do nothing as the huge toe simply holds you down by sheer mass alone! The bronze monster above you starts to pump harder, gripping tighter every time he pulls up. He grins down at your muzzle, hanging open with uncontrollable pleasure. “I’m starting a new experiment…and it’s labeled ‘101 ways to make a raptor cum.’ Of course, I won’t be able to finish all 101 with you, but at least I’ll be able to make you cum a few times…” Chuckling darkly, he continues to pump at you, pushing faster and faster, the slick mud lubricating your shaft to an almost slippery extent. The fact that his claw sheath is continually lubricated to allow his claws to slide in and out helps greatly, and it isn’t long before the bronze dragon feels your body heating up like fire under his ministrations, and he smiles as he waits for your flood. His sensors read that your entire being is about to explode with pleasure. Your heart rate is speeding up, and your fluids are running through your body like mad. You are definitely about to blow your load, and the copper beast knows it. Sensing your imminent explosion, he swiftly slides his toe sheath all the way down on your member and clenches HARD, the insides squeezing around your member like hot latex. His claw retracts even further in to give you room to cum, and the scales on his toe slam down flat, preventing any escape of fluid. In effect, his toe is functioning exactly like a condom, albeit a very scaly, huge, and living one.
Zed acks as your huge finger comes down on him and tenses immediately. You were gentle, of course, otherwise he would be dead already, but it was still not a nice touch for your captive. However as he twists and turns you see his dirty little sheath fully exposed, even though he immediately tries to hide it again. But you've seen it and Zed shivers as he hears your words. He quickly shakes his head "I… I'm not… eeeep". Your finger presses down on his member and the raptor lies back, gasping and twitching beneath it. He doesn't see what's happening down there, because he has closed his eyes in pleasure and for a moment he is totally confused, when he feels that he is actually penetrating something. Waves of pleasure build up inside the reptiles body and even though you press him down with the sheer weight of your finger you can feel how he humps the hole, while you lower your finger again and again. Zed moans in bliss, barely hearing your words as you quicken up your pace. His eyes still closed, he is reminded on a hot day in summer when he found a raptor girl and played with her. The hole is absolutely perfect, squeezing his member in a way that totally turns the lizard on and he even forgets where he is at the moment and what you are doing. You both can feel his orgasm drawing closer, as he gasps under the finger and after a few more moments you hear him screeching out as he bends his body up, wrapping both arms around your finger while he empties his balls into the strange opening on your claw. Breathing heavily, Zed purrs a bit and nuzzles your finger almost instinctively. He even licks over it, but the tastes reminds him that this wasn't a raptor he was humping and it was definitely no act of love here. Embarrassed he opens his eyes again and looks at the finger that is still pressing him down and starts squirming again. "Please… no more…" he pleads, while he tries to free his member and get it out of your finger. It amazes him how easily you can do all these things to him. You were still lying in the lake all the while, relaxing nicely while you toyed with your tiny doormat, just using a forepaw to jerk him off. Once again he is humiliated and lowers his head, he can't bear to look into your face, while you gaze down at him with your mocking smile. "No more…" he repeats silently while he shakes his head…
Timanth smiles, feeling your fluids filling his claw sheath. “Hmmmm…a little too eager, weren’t we…what’s that? No more? Well, you seemed to like it a lot…perhaps you’re just confused…now what should we do with you next?” Grinning, he removes his toe, giving you one last press before removing the digit and allowing your cum to spill back all over your body. It mixes thoroughly with the mud already stuck to your body, creating a sick, viscous mixture. But the bronze dragon is looking at you with a very, very different mindset. Rather, he is giving you a rather hungry look. Before you can react, the huge copper jaws have snapped forward and opened wide. You have a brief glimpse of fanged whiteness…and then complete darkness. You don’t seem to be hurt in any way, but you are definitely resting inside the bronze dragon’s maw. He can hear your pitiful cries for mercy and for him not to swallow, and he chuckles, moving you around on his tongue as he tries to speak, “Oh no…litthle rapthor…I’m not eathing you…” You can feel his forked tongue working along your body, starting from your head. The thick piece of muscle wraps around your face, soaking it with dragon saliva before moving down your muzzle…and finally slipping into your mouth! Instantly, you feel the need to throw up. Dragon saliva is unlike anything you’ve ever tasted before, and in a decidedly foul way. Just on the verge of choking you to death, the tongue withdraws, and continues to move down your body. It slithers down your torso, licking off every bit of mud and slime your body is covered with. Reaching your legs, it sucks on them before letting go. Finally, it comes to rest between your legs. You can feel it searching, probing, and finally, it finds its target. Feeling your sheath, it slides one fork in, searching for your member. It isn’t long until it finds that piece of abused flesh, and starts to tease it our. Meanwhile, the other fork of his tongue probes further down until it finds your tailhole. Lingering there, it hesitates a little before plunging in, the bronze dragon smiling outwardly at the shriek that you let out. He begins to move his tongue back and forth, very slowly. Every stroke upwards crams his tongue into your tailhole and over your shaft, and every stroke downwards pulls the meat out with a sickening SLURP and oozes saliva all over your member.
Zed is gasping, as you remove your claw-sheath from his erected member, sending his own seed all over him, just adding a few more stains to his dirty little body. Zeds eyes open up in shock as you bring your muzzle down in front of him. Zed knows the look in your eyes, but before he can even turn around your maw comes down on the little thief engulfing him in your warm wet maw. Lying on your tongue, you can feel his desperate struggles there. Holding on for his life (at least he thinks so), as he is just a few inches away from your gullet and he knows that only one little movement of your tongue would send him to a cruel death inside your belly. In his panic Zed starts to cry, as he prays for his life. Your words only calm him down a little bit, but his heart is still racing, what you can feel on your tongue. Zed blinks as your tongue starts to lick off all the grime and mud from his body until he feels clean once again. Can it be that you are actually nice to him? Just then you ram the tip of your tongue into his mouth with such a force that it even goes down his throat a few inches. "Glarglgl!" is everything the raptor is able to mutter as you give him the vilest tongue kiss he could have thought of. Zed immediately starts to struggle, pulling at the part of your tongue that is outside of his mouth, in a desperate attempt to get the disgusting thing out. But even both of his arms can't mess with the strength of your tongue. Zed kicks and squirms as he is forced to taste your saliva. Just as he thought that he is about to suffocate you pull the muscle out of him, but leaving a great part of your saliva inside. Zed doesn't get a break as your tongue penetrates his sheath, where his half-erected member resides and "glurks" in shock, swallowing a great part of the saliva, before he spits the rest out in disgust. Before he can look down, he feels the other tip of your forked tongue playing around at his tailhole. Zed shakes his head and wriggles his behind around to prevent you from doing what you intend to do. But again the raptor can do nothing and after a few seconds of playing you shove it inside his tailhole. Zed shrieks out inside your muzzle and goes limp for a moment before you start thrusting in and tugging at his member at the same time. The lizard wriggles pitifully on your tongue, as you bring him closer to his next orgasm. His pride gets once again crushed into the dirt as you tongue rape him and manage to turn him on that way. Zed shrieks out one more time as he shoots his load onto your tongue, collapsing on it shortly after, while your tongue is still inside his tailhole. His member already starts to hurt from three orgasms in a row. "Nnnngh…"
Timanth chuckles as he feels you squirming desperately inside of his jaws. “Oh no…litthle rapthor…you’re noth getthing outh that eathily…” He continues to thrust his tongue in and out, plunging one fork of his tongue over and over into your tailhole, violating your insides cruelly with each stroke. And yet the other part of his tongue continues to rub over your member, making sure it stays hard and erect. He can feel your body heating up, responding to his ministrations. And soon enough, a muffled moan issues from inside his mouth, and he can feel you unloading yourself for the third time into his mouth. Chuckling, he opens his muzzle at the edge of the lake and lets your body slip out. “There’s nothing like the taste of raptor cum while you wash…unfortunately, that’s not exactly on my menu.” And once more he opens his muzzle, wider this time, and allows all the fluids he’s holding to wash over your body. Instantly, you are coated with a vile mixture of dragon saliva, swamp mud, and raptor cum, leaving you more—if not as—filthy than before. Chuckling, the bronze dragon looks over your pitiful form and smiles, gently prodding your limp member with a finger. Seeing that he gets no response, the bronze dragon grins, “Now that I’ve taken care of my guests…needs…I hope you won’t mind if I relieve some…needs…of my own.” Sighing, he uses his mind to create a deep depression in the ground around you, sinking you into the huge bowl of rock that’s sunken into the floor. However, there is just enough room for you to crane your neck and look over at what the bronze dragon is doing. To your horror, from the steamy water rises something flushed pink with excitement, pulsing definitely as it grows longer and harder. You are forced to witness the bronze dragon’s half-arousal as he plans to unleash his fluids upon you. Leaning back in the pool, the copper beast sighs and unloads his flood. For a timeless instant, you can see that arc of steaming urine hovering in the air, shooting toward you…and then it hits. You are instantly pounded into the stone by the sheer force of the impact, the boiling liquid eating at your hide. It suddenly dawns on you why the bronze dragon trapped you in this hole. It’s so he can drench and soak you with his bodily fluids! Already you can feel the pool filling up, the urine level up to your waist. The rancid fluid violates every bodily orifice in your body, forcing its way up your nose, into your mouth. And still the torrent comes on, the copper Asian seeming to have an unlimited supply of it to give. You can hear him hissing in pleasure as he completely unloads himself upon you! There is no escape from the yellow flood that crashes down upon your body, the bronze dragon seeming to have perfect aim wherever you run in the bowl!
After you finished playing with him inside of your mouth you spit the whimpering little reptile out and he comes to rest just next to the lake where you are bathing. Zed immediately feels the heat from the water again, and crawls away, while lying on his backside. His tailhole still hurts from the rude insertion of your tongue, but at least he is a bit cleaner then before. Sure, he is drenched in your saliva, and even though it stinks, his scales look shinier again than when he was covered with mud. Another thing he notices is that he isn't seriously wounded, even though he has a few bruises and his jaws got dislocated a bit, it is nothing that wouldn't be gone in a weak or two…. "In a week… when all of this is over finally" he thinks with a weak smile… This smile soon disappears again, as he realizes that you opened your mouth above him again… He sees all the foul liquids you've washed off from him with your tongue raining down on him once again… warm, smelly mud pours down on him like a sick kind of shower. Zed has closed his eyes as he gets covered again and thanks to your saliva, it sticks on his scales even better than before, turning the green raptor into the brown ugly thing again. When he opens them again, you can finally see the hate in them as he looks your form over. These dark-blue eyes tell you, what he would do with you, if he wouldn't be so tiny… bloodlust is inside them and for a moment it even looks as if he pondered about jumping on your throat, no matter how big you are. You quickly remind him to his position though as you prod his limp member with a finger, which causes the raptor to meep pitifully and his look of hate changes into the look of fear again, as you toy with him. Zed can do nothing but listen to your words and before he knows he finds himself inside some kind of bowl, where he can't get out… His first thought is that you decided to keep him inside here eternally… a prison for your pet and toy where you can fish him out whenever it pleases you. His second thought is that you want to fill in some of the hot water to boil him alive…This thought wasn't that wrong at all; he soon has to find out… Getting up slowly he is able to glance over the edge of the bowl and see your giant member rising up from the water in the lake. Zed instinctively takes a few steps back, not really sure what you are going to do. Too late he realizes that you are taking a piss right on him. Zed yelps as he sees the golden stream coming down right on his head and pushing him flat to the ground. The force of the flow holds the wriggling raptor down as you continue to aim right for him. Soon the urine-level rises and Zed has to get up or otherwise he would drown in this bowl… The only good thing is that the burning liquid finally washed the rest of the mud off from him… actually it burned it off… it dissolved around the raptor…And Zed can feel why… while his scales are a bit more resistant to your pee, the liquid also entered through his many orifices… inside his nostrils, inside his mouth, inside his own member and inside his still sore tailhole he can feel the burning sensation. Soon the raptor whimpers in pain and tries to climb up one of the walls in a desperate attempt to flee from this nightmare, but another stream forces him back underwater, as the urine level rises up more and more until it is waist high. And there is no escaping… wherever Zed resurfaces, your flow immediately hits him again.
Timanth smiles to himself as he continues to relieve himself, arcing the flow of his urine over his head so that it splashes down upon you, pummeling you into the ground every time you try to stand up. The pool is almost all filled now, the rancid yellow liquid up almost to the brim. It eats at the skin inside your bodily orifices. The taste is indescribably foul, the immense salt content in it enough to kill any human. Finally, the flow starts to slow, and the bronze dragon, sensing this, quickly cuts off the pressure, holding just that much piss inside of him still. Rising from his lake, he walks over to his created “pool” until his hind legs straddle it on both sides. This allows you a terrifying view of his half-erected member, bent in an S-curve and pulsing with blood. A hissing laugh causes you to turn your head around, to where the bronze dragon’s head is looking at you mockingly from between his forelegs. Using a forepaw, he points, grinning, to his member behind you. Just as he suspected, you turn around, suspecting another unpleasantry. It’s then that he lets go of his last bit of urine, forcing it all down your throat with a powerful blast from his shaft. He can see your belly bloat up immediately from the sheer inflow of the urine, but not so much that it makes you look ungainly. Grinning, he lets you soak in the foul pool a little longer before using his tailspade to fish you out of the pool. Clutching you with his forepaw, he leans back against the cave wall, the pool of piss between his legs. Holding your jaws open with one paw, he squeezes his half-hard shaft with the other making sure to squeeze every last drop of piss into your mouth before slamming your jaws shut and holding his finger over your nostrils successfully shutting off your air supply if you don’t swallow. Once he sees the lump that is his urine slide down your throat, he allows you a breath of air. But it seems he isn’t through with you yet. Using your body, he wipes off his member on you, coating you thoroughly with piss, as if your soaking hadn’t been enough for you. Laying you across his half-erect member, he grins down at you as he rumbles, “Mmmmm…all that activity has made me quite horny…I’m sure you wouldn’t mind extending your services a little, Zed…hehheh…” Smiling, he watches your look of horror as the flesh beneath you suddenly starts growing, expanding at an unbelievable rate. It starts heating up, too, and soon, the temperature gets to be extremely uncomfortable. Finally, the huge organ stops growing, but you notice to your horror that it’s twice as large as before, the S-curve much more prominent. But you are given no time to think as you’re grabbed roughly by a forepaw, and placed head-first at the tip of the erection. The gaping slit at the tip of the organ is big enough for your head to fit into, and the bronze dragon seems to have noticed that. Before you have time to even scream, you are shoved head-first into the huge member, your head plunged into the darkness of his cock slit and your body jammed neatly outside. The copper beast hisses with pleasure as he jams you as far in as you will go. Sighing, he starts to stroke himself, running his fingers lightly over the S-curve, growling softly to himself. Every time his paw slides to the tip, he gives a little squeeze, compressing your head painfully within his member. This seems to give him even more pleasure, as your thrashings stimulate him inside and out. As he grows more and more aroused, you can feel the temperature rising, almost past the boiling point now, as the bronze dragon continues to stroke himself.
Zed can't believe this all! Trapped in a pool of stinging, burning dragon-piss, he can do nothing but try to avoid your stream and fails miserably every time. It might just be a sick cruel game for you, but Zed is fighting for his life in the yellow sea. Being constantly pushed underwater, he resurfaces gasping for air and that's when you hit his head with your flow again, aiming right into his open muzzle. The liquid burns in his mouth and it burns even more in his belly, but what's even worse is the fact that he has a hard time continuing to breathe, as you piss down on him. He almost faints from the lack of air and just his unbroken will to survive saves him, because he knows that he would surely drown, if he falls unconscious here and that would be one of the most humiliating deaths in history… As the urine-level rises, Zed finally looses the ground under his feet and is forced to swim in the disgusting, boiling lake you created for him. Zed almost looses his mind in there. In a moment of madness he even laughs out hysterically as he imagines the sight how you lie back in your pool and relax and let the raptor relax inside his own very special pool. As he is pushed underwater once more, he soon comes to his senses again, and paddles around whimpering. He sees that you finally filled up the whole bowl and notices that the steady flow on his head gets weaker and finally stops completely. Letting out a sigh of relief he starts swimming towards the edge of the pool to get out again, but when he sees that you rise and get out of the lake, he stops his movements, looking almost like he is petrified. Once you move though his gaze follows your figure with fear in his eyes and as you place your crotch above the pool. Zed looks at the gigantic member that brought him so much pain during the last few minutes and is pointing at him once again. Meeping pitifully, he tries to swim away but freezes as he hears your laughter. For a moment he turns around and looks up at your head questioningly but that's when you point at your member again. Zeds mouth is open wide as he tries to get more air in again and so it's no wonder that he gets the stream right into his maw. After this free drink, you just let him swim around a bit and "enjoy" himself there, chuckling to yourself as you hear the tiny belch coming from the reptile paddling around in the shadow of your member, which hovers above his little form threateningly. One thing he is pretty sure about: If he gets out alive, he will smell like your pee for weeks, months or even years. And he will also have a rather bad taste inside his mouth for quite a while. As soon as you bring your tail spade down into the pool Zed tries to get a hold on it, just like a fish going for a worm on a hook. He rests on the spade for a few seconds as you finally pull him out. He doesn't have any time to relax though. His aching, burning body is gripped again and brought in front of your member. With two fingers you press down on the left and right side of his jaw, and Zed opens his mouth from the pressure. He squirms and kicks in your hand as you squeeze the last few drops out into his mouth like a bitter medicine and close his mouth with the force of your fingers, before he can spit it out again. The liquid sloshes around in his maw and after a few seconds of resisting he swallows it, having no other chance but obeying to your wishes. As you finally use him like a towel to wipe the rest of the urine off from your cock, something inside the raptor snaps. His spirit broken and his pride utterly destroyed Zed doesn't even fight back as you put him up on top of your member. He grabs around it in pure fear as he sees what would await him if he slips off… the pool of piss is beneath him once again. Zed doesn't seem to realize that with every simple movement he makes on your member, he is turning you on more. Hearing your words he just shakes his head weakly, still speechless at the things you are doing to him. Of course his protest gets ignored by you and soon the raptor feels the member below moving, twitching in excitement and increasing in length, getting much bigger than the raptor who is riding it. Grabbing the dinosaur roughly you bring him up in front of your cock-tip. He stares at the slit in front of him and blinks a bit, thinking that you want him to do something. He starts to stutter: "Shall I… Should I…" but all of a sudden you thrust his head into the hole, and that finally brings the raptor back to life and leaves him struggling like crazy inside your paw. Purring at the feeling you just shove him further in up to his shoulders, while he pushes at your member with his tiny claw-hands, to pull his head out again. Meanwhile you start stroking yourself, getting your cock more and more erected and squeezing Zed’s head painfully inside.
Timanth smiles and lets out a snake-like hiss as he feels your pitiful struggles to free yourself from the confines of his member. Wondering if he can fit any more of your body in, he grips your lower body and shoves down hard, grinning in delight as your shoulders just barely pop in, trapping your arms tightly against your sides. Murring pleasantly, he continues to shove downward, forcing more and more of your upper body into his member until your torso is completely jammed into the depths of his meat, only your legs sticking out. Hissing in amusement, the bronze dragon peers down at your tiny body, “You’re not much, but you make a nice, tight plug for my cockslit. Feel better, raptor…you’ve finally the place where you belong!” Letting out a soft roar, the bronze dragon settles back against the cave wall, just enjoying the sensation of a tiny being stuck in his shaft. His eyes whirr pleasantly orange, a sign of excitement but not alarm. Chuckling, he clenches his member once, twice, squeezing you tightly within the confines of the already-limited space. This sends another wave of pleasure through him, and the copper beast shudders in ecstasy. “Mmmm…time to take this up a notch, Zed…” Reaching out a forepaw, the dragon grips the base of his member, stroking slowly but firmly up, almost as if he were trying to force you out of his slit. But of course, once he reaches the tip, immediately the pressure increases tremendously and your head and body are squeezed to almost breaking. Just before you feel like your head will explode, the pressure lets up instantly as the bronze dragon strokes downward. You can feel his shivers of pleasure running through his cock and down your body, which doesn’t reassure you one bit. Grinning at your apparent discomfort, the bronze dragon jerks his paw up quickly, just to make you alarmed, and laughs at your reaction, your legs flailing desperately in the warm cave air. Smiling, he resumes his steady rhythm of stroking, smoothing over the S-bend of his cock almost like he were massaging himself. And in a way, he was, with you trapped inside. Quickly, his strokes speed up, his paw moving up and down faster. Every time he strokes up you’re consumed with crushing pressure, and every time he strokes down you’re drawn deeper into his cock so that you cannot wriggle out. Roaring softly, he unleashes his first stream of pre, thoroughly wetting your head and upper body. The taste is unbelievably salty, the salinity making it cling to your scales. But with no opening, the pre has no where to go, and so remains in his shaft, slowly building up. Moaning, the bronze dragon adds another forepaw into the action, stroking his engorged shaft with both appendages. Yet another flood of pre inundates you, adding to the existing pool rapidly rising as the liquid backs up and is unable to reenter the bronze dragon’s body. As more and more pre rises, you find it harder to breathe, until the level rises so that your muzzle starts to be immersed. And still the flood comes. Finally it presses against the place where your body joins the opening of the copper beast’s cock. You’re running out of air, and you realize with horror that the only way you can get more oxygen for yourself is to start drinking the dragon’s pre! As you open your muzzle for the first mouthful, the bronze dragon decides to press upward again, and so you literally drain the pre down your throat, gagging on it and trying to choke. But the liquid around your head makes that impossible, and you realize that you have to swallow, and that air is running out. The second mouthful of pre drains down your throat, and you can feel your mouth burning with the salinity content and the slight acid of the pre. The sped-up strokes of the bronze dragon above you are really not helping, and every time your head is squeezed within those inner walls more breath is pressed from you, and more pre is siphoned down your throat. Finally, after more swallowing than you can count, the liquid level lowers so that you can raise your muzzle above the surface, taking in a gasp of much-needed, dragon musk-drenched oxygen. But just as you finish taking a deep gulp of air, the pre level rises yet again, completely immersing your head just as you got yourself out. You have to swallow the bronze dragon’s fluids again and again if you are to regain air. And yet, the copper Asian seems no closer to climax, not even a grunt announcing that he’s about to blow his load. But the pre keeps on flooding, and the pressure builds again and again. By now you’ve had to swallow more than a hundred mouthfuls of pre, and yet the fluid keeps on flooding up his shaft, forcing you to consume the briny, sticky mixture. There can be no escape, and the bronze dragon knows it, smiling down at your legs sticking out of his shaft. “Enjoying ourselves, aren’t we?”
If somebody told him that he would have his head stuck inside a dragons cock at some time in his life, Zed would have laughed. This certainly changed by now. Zeds world has become the darkness of your cock. He hears the blood pulsing through your erect member, and squelching noises as he moves his head around in the sticky tunnel. His arms still pressed on the cockhead, he is trying to free himself, but all his hopes are shattered as you push his fragile little body in deeper, until there are only his legs and tail sticking out, thrashing around maniacally in his panic. Zed fits in perfectly as if his form was created for this. His little arms are forced to his side and held in place more tightly than by any robe in this world "Please… don't do this!… Let me… let me out!" he cries, not even sure if you can hear him, or just feel the gentle vibration inside your cockslit. But as you stroke your member up again, and the pressure resumes on his head and upper body, his muzzle is kept shut. The obvious pain and discomfort lets him kick out with his legs in panic, his flexible tail thrashing around and even coiling around the tip of your member. pushing and pressing against this relentless prison of the tiny being. He can hear everything you say, even though it’s muffled. He hears your mocking as you degrade him to a meaningless little plug for your cock. When your hand moves down again, and release him from the crushing the little reptile starts begging again to free him, to release him, promising you tons of gold and other stuff if you let him go, but his words are cut off again, when you resume your stroking. Obviously you are more interested in your own pleasure, as you paw yourself off instead of the meaningless babbling of your tiny raptor-plug. Zed goes through hell at the moment and it seems to get even worse. The first shot of pre splashes against the tip of his snout, covering it in the sticking fluid, before it sinks back down into the tunnel where it came from. Zed blinks a bit as he feels it even though a rough shove of your paw squeezes his head so strong that he forgets about the little incident again. As more pre splatters against his body he meeps in horror when he realizes that his hips between the cockslit really cut off all pre that tries to force its way out. He yelps and is rewarded by a gush of the salty fluids running right down his throat. He coughs and blerghs, but immediately gets another mouthful from your constant pushing, followed by the well-known pressure on his head and he swallows it all in shock. He realizes that the pre-level rises now, feeling it already at his chin and screeches: "Drow… drowning! Will drown! Out, please, let me… glurg…" The pre finally flew into his mouth giving him no chance to breath. Zed realizes that he has to drink it and indeed drink it he does. He swallows the fluid out of pure survival instincts, spending long minute in your cock, that appear like hours, lapping the white stuff up, almost like a little dog would do in front of a puddle. Struggling like crazy in fear of his life, he does nothing but pleasure you even more. Not even a drop flows out and despite of his desperate kicking the raptor himself doesn't move even an inch. His stomach is filling up quickly and the pre just mixes up with the rest of the vile stuff he was forced to consume on this horrible day. He is totally helpless at the moment, just depending on your mercy, if you let him out.
Timanth grins down at you, or rather, what parts of you are protruding from his member as they struggle futilely. “Mmmmm…you’re making me feel so good, Zed…it isn’t long until I’ll hand you your nice white reward…” He continues stroking, smiling as you struggle harder upon hearing his words. Not stopping his quickening rubs, he brings his tailspade around, and folding it up deftly, plunges it into your tailhole. The resulting shriek you let out is enough to send a huge rumble through the Asian beast’s body, the pleasure shock rippling down his being. His spade in place, the bronze dragon starts to push downward, trying to shove your entire body down his cockslit. Suddenly, your world is nothing but pain as every stroke up your head is squeezed by the walls of his member, and every stroke down your tailhole is burning with the intrusion of his tailspade. Over and over he strokes and thrusts, strokes and thrusts. Finally, with a resounding SLURP! you pop entirely inside of his cockslit, and your world is nothing but darkness as the slit closes above you. But pain is still there, inevitably, as his strokes now squeeze your entire body instead of just you head in that tight vice grip. You can feel, rather than hear, the pleasured groans running through the bronze dragon’s body now, and the environment around you seems stiflingly hot. Suddenly, the inner walls of his member heat up to a scorching degree as his climax nears. “Mrrrrrngh!....Zed…I’m cumming….here it comes!” Roaring out his triumph to the heavens, the mighty copper Asian pushes off of the cave wall, aiming directly at the deep pool of piss he created before. But unfortunately, nothing comes out as he feels his body wracked by pleasured convulsions. Suddenly, he realizes the reason why. His tailspade has remained covered tightly over his cockslit, making it impossible for any liquid or solid to escape. Grinning as he gets a sudden idea, he clenches down with his tailspade, making an air-tight seal. But his seed is already surging forth, pressing you painfully up against his tailspade. He can feel the pressure building and building, and smiles as he imagines your discomfort at being compressed against his tailspade. The pointy tip of his cock starts to bulge outward as more and more seed is packed into the confined space, the pressure building. Finally, he can hold it no more and gives out a delighted roar as a second orgasm seizes him and he whips away his tailspade, letting out all that bottled-up pressure! Instantly, you are shot out like a cork out of a bottle as the built-up pressure just shoots you out of his cockslit, directly into the pool of piss, which has cooled down to somewhat warm by now. But you’re pressed under again and again at the torrent of seed just thundering down at you. It seems as if the bronze dragon’s climax would go on forever! Over and over the Asian dragon shoots his seed into the pool of his own fluids, and every time almost having an uncanny aim, shooting the sticky cum into your mouth and over your body, coating your scales even more with his seed. Finally, though, the flow ebbs, and the bronze dragon collapses on his side, breathing somewhat heavily, grinning at your attempts to escape, knowing the pool is too deep. A fine line of semen stretches from the tip of his cock to the top of your muzzle, the strand enough to keep you from going beyond its stretching limit.
Zed barely hears your words as you speak, but he gets something of a white reward, and knowing exactly what you mean, he shivers inside your cockslit as he thinks about it. His feet have stopped kicking for a moment, as he is obviously totally exhausted and trying to relax a bit, even though his head is constantly squeezed. His tail is still wrapped around the tip of your cock and it's lightly pushing against it. But thanks to that, his behind is pretty exposed to any mean ideas you might have. And so it doesn't take long until the little raptor feels something touching his tailhole. Zed meeps loudly in your cocktip and immediately starts wriggling again, obviously he's not very eager to have something shoved in there. Even in his squeezed state you can hear the muffled screech, once you shove your huge tailspade into his far too little behind. The raptor shivers and wriggles like crazy now, he places his feet on your tail and tries to shove it out, but feeling that this is useless, he does the only thing that comes into his mind to get the painful thing out: Squeezing himself even deeper into your cockslit, helping you with your own thrusts. But it doesn't help him at all. Your tailspade follows him in, and only after he's squeezed fully inside the pressure on his tailhole fades. But despite of that, Zed really endures hell. There is no way for him to move his body at the moment and he meeps in fear at this claustrophobic feeling. But as if this isn't worse enough, his whole body gets squeezed from all sides as you stroke your member up and down, uncaring of the little being that struggles for survival inside there. Unable to think properly, Zed's only thought that makes it into his compressed head is that you'll shoot him out once you cum and he prays for this to happen. Not shortly afterwards he feels your cock around him pulsing and sighs in relief, knowing that his nightmare is about to end. And then he feels it in front of him: Your semen starts to force the little intruder out again, but his descent is stopped abruptly. Zed doesn't understand why that is, but he feels something at his feet blocking his way out. Your seed splatters against his snout, pressing against him now like a firehose and even though his body is squeezed tightly by the walls around him, he gets compressed from the force of your orgasm as well. More and more of your fluids press against him and the raptor starts wriggling and squirming in discomfort, as you can feel his knees and back bend inside your member even though there shouldn't be any space for that. Unable to open his mouth, Zed is only able to let out a pain filled "Nnnnngh NNNNNGH NNNNN", as he begins to worry that the stream will shatter and crush him into a bloody pulp by sheer force…And just then you remove your tailspade. Not a second too late it seems. The raptor doesn't even have time to think about what happened. He is shot down with high speed right in the waiting pool of piss. He gets thrust deeply underwater, even crashing into the walls of the stone pool, before his tortured body starts to float up again. Zed is paralyzed from the impact for a moment, not quite sure, where he is, but the warmth around him feels comfortable, at least for a moment. But as soon as he feels a burning sensation at his sore tailhole he opens his eyes in shock….And lets out a screech underwater as your acidic piss comes into his eyes again. Finally coming back to his senses he realizes where he is and closes them again. He swims upwards and just as he resurfaces he is greeted by another blast of your seed right onto his head that forces him underwater again. Getting short of air he resurfaces with his mouth open, gasping in the terribly needed air, just to get a nice mouthful of your hot dragon-cum. The poor raptor gets a few more shots until your orgasm finally wears off, and the exhausted raptor just floats on the surface, whimpering softly at the pain. He doesn't even seem to realize the strands of your seed hanging between his muzzle and your member, because he doesn't try to remove them. After a few moments his shivering body moves his limbs to swim over to one of the pool-walls, clawing at it in a vain attempt to climb up. Of course he fails as well and after a while of unsuccessful tries he gives it up and just turns to look up at you, who were watching his misery the whole time in amusement. Zed feels almost like a goldfish in a bowl, examined by his very cruel owner. Splashing around helplessly in the yellow water he whimpers: "w… want out… please… just out of here…"
Timanth smiles down at you, absently reaching out a claw and breaking the strands of seed connecting us. Standing up, he pads toward the exit, “Wait here.” Realizing what he’s said, he chuckles, realizing that you really can’t go anywhere. Padding through the exit tunnel back to his treasure room, he idly smiles, thinking of the fun he’s had with his little toy. Instantly, his limp cock stiffens again, hardening into a long pink rod. “Oh dear…well, that’ll have its use in the near future too…” Grinning at the thought, he finally reaches his treasure trove. Looking over his accumulated wealth, he wonders what to give to his little toy as a reward. “Hmmmmm…” Picking through random jewels and gold pieces, he can’t find anything worth enough for you that he’s willing to part with. Finally, his gaze settles on one of his star sapphires, so called because they are resonated with such intense and exact frequencies that they “star,” the striations running through them forming perfect geometric shapes. Grasping it delicately with his forepaw, he semi-limps back to the came where you are still trying to scrabble your way out of the pool, walking a little awkwardly with the sapphire in his hand. Crouching over the pool you’re stranded in, he gently lowers his hardened member into the slippery liquid, murring at the warmth. “Here, little toy, grab onto this.” Grinning as you grab onto your only hope of ever making it out of the deep indentation, he gingerly lifts you out and leaves you to sit, or rather sprawl, at his feet. Gently taking you up in his muzzle, he holds you in his mouth rather like a mother would hold a hatchling and walks to the entrance to his cave. Reaching the lair exit, he deposits you on the ground and waits until you stand up, then drops the star sapphire into your arms. It’s almost too big to carry, as the gem itself is at least half as long as your body. Chuckling at your look of disbelief, he smiles down at you, “That’s a little payment for your…services. Besides, it might be an incentive for you to come back and…play…some other time.” Winking down at you, he slowly turns tail so you can get a good look at his enormous bulk before heading back into his lair. As he curls up in his treasure trove and sings magic into his gold, the ghost apparatus before him, radiating disapproval. Turning a lazy eye upon his assistant, he allows himself a small grin. “What? I did let him live, didn’t I? Besides…what’s an Asian dragon to do without a little fun now and then?”
Zed almost doesn't get what you are saying. He became so dizzy from the smell and the pain on his buddy that he has difficulties to think straight. As he sees you walking away he gets desperate, splashing around in the yellow liquids, whimpering: "No… please… don't go… don't … leave me here! I…" He whimpers as you vanish and he tries to relax a bit. The piss around him doesn't seem to hurt anymore… at least no so much that he can feel it in his current dizzy shape. Zed breathes heavily and looks around with tired, half-closed eyes. It's warm here and for a moment he just wants to stop swimming and let himself sink to the ground to sleep... sleep… he would love that…. But he doesn't want to die, so he fights that urge, weakly moving his limbs to stay at the surface and waiting until you come back… When he sees you, he immediately starts splashing again and pleading, looking up at you in fear as your huge form towers over the raptors little pool. He gasps as you lower your hardened member into the liquid and ponders for a moment… but of course he prefers the loss of dignity by hanging onto your member than drowning in a pool of dragon-piss. The raptor swims over and tries to scramble up on your huge member, having difficulties at first, slipping back into the pool a couple of times on your wet member. Finally he gets a hold on it and waits until you move him out and deposits you next to your big talons. He yelps again as your open maw comes down on him and picks him up, but this time, he almost feels good inside there… his tortured body starts to relax and he even whines a bit as you spit him out again onto the ground. Standing up he blinks as you throw a huge gem into his arms, something that must be worth more than the raptor can imagine. He looks up at you questioningly but doesn't dare to say a word, while you speak. He just nods and watches you walking away. He waits in front of your cave for a couple of minutes and seeing that you won't come out, he turns and leaves with his "loot." Zed shakes his head: "This crazy dragon… how can he think that I would ever come back…. I… hmmm" he looks at the gemstone and hrms again. Actually the pain doesn't seem so awful anymore. Compared to the worth of this gem it is nothing. Zed almost forgets what he has been going through. Zed grins: "I'll come back and steal some of them, and if he catches me… well… at least I know that he won't kill me!"