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“Do I have to wear this collar?”
“Mmhm. You lost the bet,” Raze said as he trailed a claw down Salrith’s stomach. “So now you belong to me.”
The hybrid quivered against the oriental dragon’s touch, looking up at him with bated breath. No clothing to protect against his roaming claws. No one to intervene. No way to tell him No. Tail curling loosely around one leg, the smaller creature swallowed before the green-scaled male.
“Just… For a day.”
Raze smirked and grabbed Salrith’s jaw, making the arachnobold look up at him with eight wide eyes. The green noodle’s whiskers twitched, and his teeth flashed as he smiled down at Salrith.
“Oh Sally, Sally, Sally. One day riding my cock and you’ll be begging me to make you my little fleshlight every day. The collar stays on... Because by this time tomorrow you’ll understand it’s right where it belongs.”
Salrith swallowed, looking off to the side. Raze was so big compared to the hybrid. He was practically double the hybrid’s height, leaving Salrith virtually at crotch level with the surprisingly muscled noodle. It was embarrassing yet thrilling to stand there at full height and still be at eye level with a big, cocky male’s slit, knowing what sort of behemoth was hidden away inside of it. The feel of a collar being wrapped so snugly there, though, was a strange one. Salrith had never felt a collar like the one Raze had tightened.
“It’s embarrassing,” the hybrid protested mildly, looking off to the side. Raze just smirked again and scratched under the hybrid’s chin.
“Be thankful the one that says ‘Bitch’ didn’t fit. I think that one would fit you a lot more once I start popping my ridges in and out your tail, girl,” the dragon rumbled smugly, his whiskers dancing either side of Salrith’s face. The hybrid shivered, breathing in the thick scent of Raze’s musk, eyes repeatedly drifting back to the heavy, leathery slit between his legs. It was ever so slightly parted from the sheer girth tucked away inside it, and Salrith knew that it wouldn’t be long before Raze was shoving it up against his newly acquired spider-hybrid’s face.
“I don’t… don’t think it’ll fit,” Salrith said hesitantly. Raze just stepped forward, enormous body urging the hybrid back a half step.
“Oh, it’s going to fit, Sally. I’m going to push my cock up against you and I’m going to ream it into your eager little hole one inch at a time. And when your body gives out and I sink oh so fucking deep inside that your muscles break, I’m going to use just a little touch of healing magic to make sure you heal up nice and cleanly, with your hole perfectly shaped for my cock. Just think, girl. By morning, your body’s natural state will be with my cock hilted in you… you’ll never feel quite right without my ridges buried all the way in.”
The oriental dragon growled softly – a deep, guttural noise that left Salrith’s breath catching. The hybrid’s tongue went dry, and an audible gulp sounded out. Raze slid one claw down and suddenly ground his thumb across Salrith’s slit, earning a gasp as he felt the slickness at the hybrid’s pussy.
“And doesn’t that thought just get you wet?”
Salrith looked away shamefully.
“…Which hole?” the hybrid asked softly, voice barely a whisper. Raze looked down at the smaller creature with a damning smile.
“Hmh. Even all that’s not going too far, eh? Well. You’ll find out.”
With that, Raze moved forwards and pushed Salrith backwards with one arm, forcing the little hybrid back. Salrith’s tail bumped against a wall, and Raze grabbed both of the arachnobold’s primary arms with one huge, scaly hand.
“Hup,” he rumbled as he lifted, showcasing his phenomenal strength. Salrith felt the ground fall away as Raze pulled, and in less than two heartbeats the arachnobold was hanging in the air, back pinned to the wall.
“Ah!” Salrith yelped. Raze just snorted.
“You really should be saving your noises for when my dick’s inside you,” he rumbled. Salrith bit back a shaky moan, kicking loosely in the air. Then Raze slid his hand downwards, eyes locked on Salrith’s as his fingers walked their way down the hybrid’s belly. Salrith’s lower graspers took gentle hold of his wrist as he pointed his fingers, then gingerly touched the tip of one of them to Salrith’s vent. “But first,” the dragon crooned. “Let’s see how relaxed you are.”
Then he squished that finger into Salrith’s slit with a single push.
Salrith’s chelicerae tightened and the hybrid’s primary eyes widened in shock as that scaled digit sank in to the knuckle. The sudden penetration spreading Salrith’s folds around it were so intense, and the hybrid couldn’t help but gasp.
“Yeah… I bet this finger’s as big as most dicks you take, isn’t it?” Raze asked. “Think I could fit it all in, hmm?”
Salrith gulped back a moan, eyes squeezing shut.
“Oh, mother egg,” Salrith panted, head shaking.
“No? That’s too bad. Tell me when you’re close. If you cum before I tell you, I’m going to have to break you like a condom, okay?” Raze spoke and smiled so softly that if Salrith hadn’t heard his words, the hybrid might have thought he was being affectionate.
Then he began to pump his finger. Salrith gasped.
In and out, in and out, Raze started fingering the hybrid in the air, curling his digit forwards and twisting it between Salrith’s loosely squeezing folds. The wet sound of sex began to swiftly fill the air, and Salrith’s cheeks tinted blue with a blush at the knowledge of where those sounds were coming from.
“A-ah!” Salrith groaned, looking at Raze. The moan just spurred the dragon on though, and with a grin he started to pump his finger in and out of Salrith’s slit even faster. Before long, he was shoving his scaly digit in and out to the knuckle, curling it up under the hood of the hybrid’s folds, rubbing at Salrith’s hidden clit.
Salrith kicked and squirmed and writhed against the wall, holding on tightly to Raze’s arm with both lower graspers. The scents filling the air made the hybrid shiver, and Salrith’s heartrate was pumping hard with every twist and curl of that invading finger.
“Yeah. Never met a female I couldn’t satisfy with these claws,” the noodle practically purred. Salrith’s cheeks blushed blue, and the arachnobold quivered shamefully. Tail twitching and toes curling, Salrith’s jaws tightened. Tongue bit between teeth, it took only a minute before the hybrid was panting heavily.
“C—I’m close—slow down!” Salrith gasped.
“Hmm?” Raze asked slyly, sliding a second finger to the hybrid’s slit, rubbing it along Salrith’s lips gently. “Close? Close to what?”
“Fffinishing!”
“Finishing?” Raze asked nonchalantly, lining up, and then stuffing both fingers into Salrith’s slit now. The hybrid yelped, eyes rolling partially back in overwhelmed sensation. Raze could feel the arachnobold’s cunt clamping down around his fingers. “As in ending? Stopping? Squirting? Come on, Sally, you’ll have to be more specific.”
“Oh m-mother egg!” Salrith moaned, legs squeezing together. Raze didn’t stop, though. His fingers just kept plumbing the hybrid’s folds relentlessly, making Salrith practically whimper as slick moisture started to drip down his fingers.
“Hmm?”
“C-close to s-sq… squirting!” Salrith yelped, legs kicking weakly, trying to hold back against the noodle’s tormenting fingers.
“Who is?” Raze asked mercilessly, smiling down at the hybrid. “A full sentence now, Sally. Sounds like you better hurry, too.”
Salrith whined, chelicerae twitching and breath coming haggardly. Tail thumping against the wall, Salrith’s toes all curled… and the hybrid gasped for air.
“Please I’m gonna squirt!” Salrith yelped.
Just like that, Raze’s fingers stopped. The oriental dragon smirked, then pulled his fingers from Salrith’s vent. He lifted up the two digits, looking at the glistening string of fluid that connected his claws to the hybrid’s slit.
“Look at the mess you made,” Raze commented idly.
“I…” Salrith broke off. The hybrid looked away.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to make a much bigger one… right… in… here,” Raze said, lifting his claw and tapping on Salrith’s belly. The hybrid sucked in a silent, shaky breath. “With this.”
With that, Raze adjusted his hips, sliding them forwards. It was then that Salrith realised that while the dragon had been busy with his fingers, he’d also been getting very hard. A fat, jet black, potently hot spire started to rub against Salrith’s belly.
Raze’s ridged, veined cock slid along Salrith’s stomach, then dipped down. Raze smirked as he drew a thin line of gooey precum along the hybrid’s body like his cock was a permanent marker. He pushed it down until the tip bumped into Salrith’s groin, then nudged it an inch lower so that the spaded, fist-sized crown was gently pressing directly against the hybrid’s vent.
“Should I push, Sally?” Raze asked with a broad smirk. He looked like he was enjoying every moment of the hybrid’s torment. “Should I ruin that pretty little cunt of yours altogether? Five, four, three—”
“W-wait!” Salrith yelped. The oriental dragon laughed, then, and lifted his cock back up. Rubbing it against the arachnobold’s belly.
“Don’t worry. Do you know how rarely I bottom? Least of all for a tiny thing like you. So after the times you’ve held one over me, girl… I’m going to take my sweet time demolishing you. When we’re done you won’t have a dominant bone in your body. Except for mine.”
Raze pushed his cock up against Salrith’s belly and then let go, letting the hybrid feel the true weight of that ridged, pulsating slab of draconic flesh. He nudged it forward so that the crown began to slide against Salrith’s chest, and the hybrid’s eyes all went wide.
“Mother egg,” Salrith murmured, taking gentle hold of the fat spire with both lower graspers. It was too big for the hybrid’s fingers to close around, with a graduating thickness to it that only grew towards the base. “It’s huge.”
“Mmhm,” Raze said proudly, giving a soft hump that pushed the spaded crown up towards Salrith’s mouth. A fat dollop of precum beaded at the tip and began to drip down the underside. The crown slid past Salrith’s fingers as Raze pushed his hips forward until the base of his cock was nuzzling the arachnobold’s cunt. The crown was high enough up Salrith’s body that if the hybrid simply looked down, it would be close enough to kiss. “A little bigger and it might poke all the way through…”
Salrith’s legs squeezed together.
“It’s so close…”
“Mmhm,” Raze rumbled. “But you could be closer. Open.”
Without a moment’s hesitance, Raze grabbed Salrith’s head and pushed it down. The hybrid’s eyes went wide as the fat, ridged spire pressed against the hybrid’s muzzle, seeking entrance. Before Salrith even fully registered what was happening though, Raze’s thick cock began to squash inside.
“If I feel teeth or those little pincers, I’m filing them down,” the dragon warned. Salrith’s eyes widened and the arachnobold gulped noisily, not even daring to nod.
Raze held Salrith’s head by one horn and began to push and pull on it, crooning in delight as the hybrid’s wet, warm tongue began to caress his fat bludgeon of a breeder. Unable to resist his overpowering strength, Salrith could do little more than swallow as the first ‘little’ jet of precum absolutely flooded every tastebud.
Ridge after ridge of the large dragon’s cock was pressured into Salrith’s mouth, Raze watching in pleasured delight with every one that squished between the hybrid’s lips. A lewd, squelching noise began to fill the room with each passing second, and Salrith gulped again and again as Raze fed his quarry his gooey cockslobber. Before long, his fat cock was kissing the back of Salrith’s throat and spraying its slimy contents directly into the hybrid’s gullet.
“That’s it…” Raze moaned softly. “Mmh… Good little cocksucker, aren’t you?”
Salrith could only splutter weakly, barely able to breathe. Raze smiled proudly, as if that were the best response the hybrid could have offered.
“Don’t worry girl… I’m not stopping til I’m niiiice and done. Gotta feed your pets, don’t you?”
Salrith gulped, eyes widening dimly.
In and out. In and out, Raze pumped Salrith’s head like a fleshlight. All the hybrid could smell was his overwhelming musk; the only taste was his flesh and the salty swill of his precum. Soon, his gentle thrusts and rough pushes began to grow harder, faster, more erratic.
“Ready?” he grunted. Salrith could only gulp noisily. “Don’t spill it now,” the dragon crooned. Then he tilted his head back and moaned as he shoved Salrith’s head down hard enough that for a moment the spaded tip of his crown almost felt like it was going to pop into Salrith’s throat. Then with a fat, jaw-stretching pulse, his cock erupted.
Ridges fattened and his heated dick began to throb wildly as the first custardy rope gushed directly into Salrith’s throat. Raze quickly resumed humping as he began unloading into the hybrid’s face with so much force that it sounded almost like running water squirting inside. Salrith gulped and gulped again and again, but there was so much. In seconds, gooey white slime began to drool and pour out from the hybrid’s mouth, dribbling back down Raze’s cock.
“Aah, fuck,” Raze groaned, still pumping Salrith’s head. “Fuck that’s nice…” He crooned out in delight as his cock kept pumping and splurting, leaving Salrith’s belly swiftly feeling warm and heavy with gooey slime. As the rest gushed and oozed from Salrith’s mouth, Raze let out a pleased huff. With a shudder, the dragon came to a stop, simply leaving his erupting cock resting between Salrith’s lips to pump out the last of his copious load somewhere it wouldn’t be his problem.
“Mmmh… That’s a good girl… Yeah. That’s a decent warm-up round.” He grinned. “Now lets get you in a better position.”
Salrith groaned.
Kingmana
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