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Not really intended to be the whole crazy assassin thing but same sort of powerful cabal where a blood marker must be repaid or face inescapable consequences.\n\nWith that bit of world-building said, the story is about a dragoness who was part of that system and got out by giving another drake a marker years ago. However, he's not going to let her get away without paying her dues and, since he's not the fathering kind himself, the next best thing is to have someone else raise his kids. The 'ness might not want to betray her betrothed but the only way she has any life at all is to keep her legs spread and tail raised. A fact that Kothorix takes full advantage of.\n\nD: is me\nK: is [fa]Kothorix[/fa]\n\nEnjoyed yourself? Make it a habit by:\n[b]FAV[/b]ing if you liked it\n[b]COMMENT[/b]ing if you read it\n[b]PAW[/b]ing if you loved it!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This was a fun experimental idea that tickled a friend of mine into wanting to RP it so here's the result.

The scene is a sort of John Wick-ian setup with the whole underground system of powerful people with an unbreakable marker and bond system. Not really intended to be the whole crazy assassin thing but same sort of powerful cabal where a blood marker must be repaid or face inescapable consequences.

With that bit of world-building said, the story is about a dragoness who was part of that system and got out by giving another drake a marker years ago. However, he's not going to let her get away without paying her dues and, since he's not the fathering kind himself, the next best thing is to have someone else raise his kids. The 'ness might not want to betray her betrothed but the only way she has any life at all is to keep her legs spread and tail raised. A fact that Kothorix takes full advantage of.

D: is me
K: is \n\t\t\t\t\tKothorix

Enjoyed yourself? Make it a habit by:
FAVing if you liked it
COMMENTing if you read it
PAWing if you loved it!", "writing": "D:\nIt was a mix of emotions for the feral bride as she snuck her way out back and around to the alley. Had the note contained anything other than a picture of her marker, she wouldn’t have given it a second glance. It had wound up in her dressing room, conspicuously pinned to her wedding dress with a time and place and nothing else. And there was only one person in the world who would know about that debt.\n\nThe ash grey dragoness was already very pretty, partly gussied up in a bit of makeup, her shapely feminine body tucked neatly into lingerie stockings and undergarment satin, cloaked in a single-piece, baby blue dress. Her bright green eyes scanned the designated area and found nothing. Was it some sort of ruse or nasty joke?\n\nTruth be told she didn’t know if she’d be happier if it was or wasn’t. The only reason for the marker to be brought out was to repay her blood debt. And a debt like that would have worse consequences to ignore no matter what the cost was. She stepped over to check behind the trash bins. It’d been so long since she’d given it, the lovely hen had forgotten it even existed. \n\nK:\nThe female wasn’t in the alley for long before she heard the footsteps of another dragon approaching. He stepped from the shadows at the opposite end of the alley, approaching her slowly. The blue scaled male looked over the dragoness, expressionlessly. He wore simple, inconspicuous cloth around his back and sides to blend in the typical cultural attire of males in the area. \n\nThe male passed the female, looking over her body from all angles, before completing his casual walk in a circle around her and stopping to stand in front of her again, facing her. Finally, he spoke. “I heard you were getting married today. I didn’t take you for the type to start a family. I hope that you didn’t mean to skip town and leave everything behind. Sorry I had to break in and leave a little reminder for why that’d be a bad idea.” \n\nD:\nShe knew the blue drake the moment her eyes met his, her body freezing in place. The fear wasn’t of him exactly but what he represented, the old life she’d left behind and what of that old life she owed to the success of her current one.\n\n“H-hey K.” She didn’t speak a word, until he’d stopped to address her, sitting there as fine a drake as one could ask for, at least if looks were all that mattered. Vivian gave her dry lips a slight lick, trying to think of what to respond with. “Well that was the point, right? Find a new life.” She added nervously. The betrothed dragoness couldn’t get dragged back into what was before but she couldn’t help but ask;\n\n“So… what brings you out this far? I’m not going anywhere and, besides, you’d know where to find me even if I did.” The comment was both a sort of compliment and a reminder to herself of who and what she was dealing with.\n\nKothorix had gotten her out all those years ago and had asked only for the blood marker. She hadn’t thought much about it then but here, now, what could he want with her on such an auspicious day? \n\nK:\nThe male eyed her coldly, trying to read her. After a few moments he shook his head. “Find a new life? Of course. I wouldn’t want to interrupt that.” The male sighed and sat on his haunches. He raised a paw and slowly started to unwrap the cloth that sat over his shoulders. Slowly, he disrobed, without giving a reason why. \n\n“I know you think I’m a monster, but even I have a few rules. I don’t like to break up families. Bad for the kids. And seeing as this is your last day as a single - last hour even - I don’t have much time to get what I’m owed. It only leaves me with a few options.” The male stood in front of the female, nude now. \n\nThe male smirked lightly. “I remember when we first met. You were a little tease. I remember exactly what you were wearing and I remember exactly how you’d flash me a little glimpse of your slit every now and then. At any rate, I’d like to see it again, before it's claimed by some other male for good. ”\n\nD:\nHe could see the confusion on her angular snout as he removed one piece of cloth at a time until there was no more to remove leaving the, albeit, attractive male freescaled. Not an uncommon sight in some places but one that made her flush a little considering where she was and what she was going to do later today.\n\nThe history lesson dragged memories back to the forefront of her mind, his words reminding her of a different life and a different way of doing things. She’d stopped doing things like that even before she got engaged but it had been useful to use her body back then to get things she needed. Hell, it’d gotten his attention and his attention is what had gotten her this far.\n\nHis comments didn’t do much to encourage her and the way he casually asked her to show him her pussy once more made her tense up in realization.\n\n“Is that what you’re here for? On my wedding day?!” There was that bit of draconic pride that often got their kind in trouble. But all he had to do was flash the marker at her to quash that flame of defiance.\n\nIt wasn’t some magic spell or anything, just the reminder of the consequences of denying a mark holder that helped stuff that arrogant draconic pride back in her chest. The lovely hen chewed her chin slightly for a moment as if debating. But there wasn’t really much to debate; do it or deal with the fallout or refusal. Something that wouldn’t affect just herself any more.\n\nAt least, as her wingclaws grasp and rolled up her dress and pulled it up to expose her haunches, there was some comfort in knowing if she paid the marker now, at least it couldn’t be used on her later.\n\nKothor was right at least to enjoy the sight of those fine reptilian hips turning around to show off. But he reminded her of what he’d said so, with a little shiver, her tail swished, curled back and, with a deft little maneuver, tugged her panties off to the side, giving the other dragon an unrestricted view of her prime pink henparts in all their lovely glory. \n\nK:\nThe male silently approached as the female complied and turned her back to him. He stood over her, looking down at his prize, as plump and tight as he remembered it. He male placed his paws at her hips before sliding them up and then to her rump. He let his thumbs come to rest on her slit, and slowly slid them up and down. “I’m curious. Did you stay a good little virgin all this time for your soon-to-be husband?” \n\nThe male leaned in, kissing softly over the female’s exposed slit before withdrawing. “In our line of work, there isn’t much time for intimacy. Really, that’s why I have to take these opportunities when I get them. You understand, right?” The male leaned in, kissing firmly at the warm slit in front of his maw again. This time he nuzzled down at it firmly before sliding his tongue along its entirety. \n\nD:\nSex had never been a big part of her identity; [i][i]sexuality[/i][/i] had been a very big part but when she’d ‘used her body’ it was sex appeal rather than the actual act. The fact that Kothrix called her out on it made her blush. Or maybe that was just from the feel of his paws sliding up her bared rear end, framing her gender with interest in more than just the view alone this time.\n\nOdd as it was to think about, she’d been more intimate with K then she had with her own husband-to-be. She’d given him a muzzlejob, once, back when they were collogues but such an activity didn’t discount a virgin’s status though so, yes, she was still a virgin where it counted and she used that as a shield- flimsy as it might be.\n\n“O-of course. I only have one opportunity to give that to someone and it should be hiEE!”\n\nThe betrothed dragoness made an uncouth little noise as his tongue glazed her henparts, tasting the untried, receptive folds of the dragoness in his thrall. Her avoidance of sex meant there was no hint of a contraceptive or egg control amongst the spicy warmth that tickled his taste buds delightfully. Her haunches arched and tail flexed in a stiff curl and uncurl but didn’t pull away despite how much she would have liked to.\n\n“What do you want K?” She managed to get out, bubbling rage and utter embarrassment fighting as the dominant emotion on her beautiful snout. \n\nK:\nThe male licked at her again. “I want you…” He let his tongue slide into her now, tickling her untouched flesh. He withdrew after a few moments. “Like this.” The male was aroused at this point, his thick purple shaft hanging stiffly between his legs. Her little moan had helped that and, in a few moments, she would probably be regretting it. If she knew the scent of a horny male, or happened to glance back, she would know exactly what she was in for. \n\nThe male eyed the female. “Come on, don’t be so old fashioned. I know I’ve knocked up a ‘ness or three. I think you could use a… let’s call it a ‘warm up’ before your big day. So, how do you want your first time? Mounted properly, or on your back?” The male smiled again, eyeing the female. \n\nD:\nThe dark female gritted her teeth both trying to snarl and hide her embarrassment. She didn’t [i]hate[/i] Kothrix, that was too strong of a word but she couldn’t really think of a better one while his tongue was wreathing around inside her. His grasping paws kept her in line while his thumbtalons kept her spread, letting the dirty drake explore her betrothed slit deeply. Her warm fertile aroma was intoxicating and served only to arouse the devious drake even more aggressively while he toyed with both her body and emotions.\n\n“Y-you cant be serious…” Her eyes went wide when he indicated what he actually wanted from her.\n\nNot just a peek, not just a taste, but [i]her[/i] in a way he’d never gotten to before.\n\nThe marker could be called in for any number of deeds as long as those deeds were deemed within reasonable means of the induvial. And trying to say she [i]couldn’t[/i] have sex with him, even on her wedding day, would be a lie too tall for any arbiter to humor. She might have thought it just a cruel joke until the spit of purple under his belly caught her eye, the very same purple she’d had her maw wrapped around all those years ago…\n\n“Is that what you want? To humiliate me and take what I’ve saved all this time for my husband?” She stepped forward out of his groping paws in a huff.\n\nHe could see she was fuming… but she didn’t pull her panties back down or pull her dress back into place to hide that sweet pink pussy he’d just sampled. She glared daggers at him… then the marker he had.\n\n“I do this and its done?” She huffed, frustrated but resolute. His affirmative was enough to give the beast inside her something to gnaw on while she swallowed her pride.\n\nHe could almost pinpoint the moment when she cracked, that sense of defeat when the tension drained out of her and she accepted her fate. Not that there wasn’t still some fight in her when she spat her next words.\n\n“Fine… Don’t get any cum on my dress.” The pretty beast exhaled, “Just don’t make a mess of my dress and let me know when you’re close. I’ll finish you with my maw.\n\nHer body shifted as if preparing to take on some weight while her tail flicked up, over and flagged off to the side, offering that forbidden fruit to the damnedable drake behind her. \n\nK:\nThe male smirked as the female accepted his deal. He ignored her threats, knowing she had little choice in the matter. The anger on her face amused him quite a bit. He flicked his tail as he approached her. Slowly, he placed his paws on her back, sliding them up and feeling her body, pushing aside her dress as he worked his way up. He soon slid his body over hers, letting her feel the warmth of his cock as it soon pressed against her slit. \n\nThe male let out a soft sigh as he settled into place over her, his weight pushing her head down to the dirty ground. “Mmm… Usually I’d offer to use some kind of condom, but I think you deserve bare flesh on flesh for your first time. The male pressed his cocktip to her slit, the tapered end pressing just inside. This was it - she was about to be taken by this male. Her entire life she’d put off having sex, saving it for a future mate, and all of that was about to be ruined. The male knew how she would be feeling too, as he let his cocktip stay pressed just inside her, letting her think deeply about the last few moments as a virgin before slowly sinking his shaft inside her slowly and deeply. He sighed, letting out a soft groan as her virgin flesh clenched around his stiff cock.\n\nAs the male sank inside the tight, unwilling dragoness, he let out another soft sigh. “Oh, and, I'll cum where I want.” He added smugly. \n\nD:\nIn [i]any[/i] other situation she’d have been biting and clawing and roaring… That beast in her mind told her to do just that! But she knew better, hated every inch of him that crawled up over her, hated the way his paws pulled her dress up further and further, exposing her silky lingerie and bare scales beneath. [i]Hated[/i] the way he pressed his weight against her backside to force her chest down and held her to the dirt like that.\n\nBut most of all, hated the feeling of his bare cock nestled against her unspoiled pink flower. He knew what he had, knew how to use it too, taunting her with both words and motions as he stroked her petals with his purple mast, glazing his flesh on her involuntarily aroused nectar.\n\n“Just get it over with.” She puffed with the side of her head laying on the ground, glancing back at him with one beautifully angry eye.\n\nAnd regretted her words a moment later when he did just that, the crown of that bare mast entering her with almost sweet deliberation. Her vulva parted all too easily for him, betraying her even further by putting up hardly any resistance to the male that was trying to rape her. Not that there would be any charges, or really any consequences at all to his actions. Well… at least for him.\n\n“Don’t you dare!” She hissed, more desperate than she’d intended to sound, as he bottomed out in her and indicated her muzzle might not be the final recourse. It might mess up her makeup but that was [i]far[/i] better than the alternative if he came inside her!\n\nHowever, for all her pomp and bluster, that tail remained up, haunches raised and plump, plush pussy continued to kiss his knotted base. He’d already stolen her virginity, [i]robbed[/i] her of that gift to her mate. Surely he wouldn’t go [i]that[/i] far…? \n\nK:\nThe male was quite a bit larger and was able to mount the female entirely, his entire body pressed over hers and his head pressing against her neck. He wiggled his hips, letting the dragoness feel the entirety of his length jostle deeply inside her, his knot bouncing at her slit as he slowly moved. Then, he withdrew just a small amount, fleshy ridges of his cock catching at her tight flesh and tugging at her insides as though his length itself was reluctant to pull away. Any amount that he pulled from her only slowly sank back inside as the male worked up a rhythm of soft thrusts and jostles. \n\nAlready his cocktip drooled thick pre against her cervix; even that much being dangerous for the female. The larger male slowly rocked his hips. “Ah… I’ll try not to tear your dress. Wouldn’t want your husband to find out about this. He might not even -mmf- go through with the marriage if he found out.” The male shuddered as he ground his knot against her slit, at the same time his cocktip pressed to the dragoness’ cervix. \n\nD:\nThe sexually inexperienced female didn’t know if the small motions were for her benefit or for his. It was certainly possible he was just doing them to further tease her as he drew an inch or two out, just enough to pluck the first ridge from the grip of her vaginal before slipping it back in. This tortuously [i]stimulating[/i] motion repeated 4… 5… 6… maybe more times, just dipping in and out of her honeypot to rub her slick fluids all over his cock in the process. If it had been under other circumstances, she might have even found it enjoyable, but she refused to find pleasure in being pinned down and used by a male who’s only purpose was his own selfish satisfaction. \n\nBut this was what she’d signed up for, sealed in blood, given freely as a debt to be paid. Maybe he knew all along this was what he was going to use it for, had waited purposefully to find the perfect time and place to call in the favor and was now [i]indulgently[/i] enjoy the fruits of his labor years later after it had become perfectly ripe.\n\n“Bastard…” She grunted softly as his tip kissed her egg gate for the… 8th(?) time. She’d lost count by now, the vivid carnal motions all blending together as he added his own virile fluids to the mix deep in her belly.\n\nAt least he’d chosen a secluded location to do this at; undoubtedly to keep anyone from knowing he’d been here but at least no one else would see the obscene, vaguely cock-shaped lump of dragon dick edging back and forth in her tummy between her legs. Or the way her flush, pink vulva kissed at his knotted base with each instroke, a greasy glaze of spicy sweet hencum creating a cozy around the shallow width of it.\n\nShe hated the way he looked so pleased with himself. And things weren’t going to get any easier from here… \n\nK:\nThe male’s breathing slowly picked up. His cock throbbed hard inside the female. Even with her inexperience, she would be able to tell how excited and agitated he was getting. The mix of precum and her own juices drooling from their joining would be just another indication. His thrusting grew quicker and the squishing, sloppy sounds of sex filled the alley.\n\nThe male shuffled his hindpaws, his body adjusting over the female as he huffed. “Nnn… so I was thinking of leaving you with a little gift. Something to remember me, and your old life by. What do you think about being a mother? You wanted to start a family right? I could -nff- I could make that happen for you. Right here and now.” \n\nThe male bucked sharply, gasping out as he felt his pleasure building. He had half a mind to dump his cum inside the slut on the spot, but he held out just a bit longer, wanting to see her reaction. \n\nD:\nThe short but deep thrusts began to ebb into longer strokes; quarter length, half-length until, eventually, the big drake holding her to the dirt was just sliding most of his cock in and out of her unprotected sex at whatever pace and length of depth that felt best. At least for him. The lingerie clad dragoness just grunted and puffed as he went to town on her, making sure to bottom out inside her with each and every thrust. She expected it was intentional, trying to humiliate her even more as he used her as a ‘willing’ fleshlight that came prewarmed and even had a convenient cum-container!\n\nShe’d started getting used to his merciless motions by the time he spoke to her again, the raw carnal act tickling instincts in her body that had laid dormant for so long. The ridges working her poor defenseless reproductive tract were going to get her ovulating for sure, a fine, feisty little clutch of helpless little eggs just [i]waiting[/i] to be fertilized by the first male to mate with her. Poor Vivian had no idea just deeply her body was betraying her eager to drop her ova directly in the path of this wicked male’s encroaching orgasm instead of holding back for her betrothed.\n\nK knew though, knew her body’s scent, its taste, the way it clenched, those little micro-orgasms that indicated a hen in heat was giving up her agile future for one laden with unwanted chicks. And he dangled that very future in front of her with his words.\n\nThe way her entire body stiffened in reaction was salivatingly delightful. The desperation in her eyes and face told him everything even before her maw opened to confirm it.\n\n“No! Not here! Not with you!”\n\nBut the blue drake just kept going, that very bare, completely unprotected log of dragon dick sliding effortlessly between her pussy lips over and over and over again.\n\n“Pull out and I’ll suck you dry for a week… a month!” She pleaded, correcting herself to sweeten the deal out of desperation.\n\nBut, despite all her begging, her legs stayed spread, her tail remained up, her cuntlips continued to kiss the knot threatening to lodge itself inside of her. If it did, there’d be no turning back. The bulbous base would seal the deal at one end while his tip, forced through her egg gate, would ensure as much of his sperm got all the way into her womb as possible. Her thighs clenched, the poor girl trying desperately to bear down and prevent that outcome.\n\nBut that just meant he had to fuck her harder if that was the outcome he wanted… \n\nK:\nHer pleading, begging, and her body trying to push him away and keep him out was all the encouragement the male needed. He shuddered in delight, growling as he thrust hard against the female, his knot slapping against her tight slit each time. He wasn’t going to last much longer buried inside this dragon’s warm, soft slit. \n\nHe gripped tightly around the female’s midsection in response to her begging, almost as if to say there was no way he was pulling out. His harsh bucks against her shook her entire body, and his knot bounced hard against her slit. With a growl, he ground his knot down against her. “I wasn’t going to do this but I think your pussy needs it. Maybe you’ll be nice and tight again for your husband this evening, huh?” And with that, the male set about stuffing his knot into the female. \n\nThe process would be painful, as he was already swollen and close to his orgasm. But with some effort, and help from their mixed fluids, soon her plump pussy stretched over the bulb of his knot and swallowed it completely, accompanied by his cocktip pushing through her cervix and directly into the poor female's womb. He wasn’t a moment too early either, his orgasm hitting him intensely just as her body squeezed on his knot. His thick cum shot inside her womb in sloppy ropes, coating her eggs. She would feel each and every pulse of that life-altering cum pump out of him and straight into her unprotected body. \n\nD:\n“Fucking Koth-ah!” There was some last moment pleading she was going to do but whatever argument she’d been cooking up to try and save herself from carrying a fat clutch of the blue drake’s little bastards was suddenly cut off as one well timed thrust took advantage of that moment of mental distraction to shove the whole, entire thing down deep into her bare vent!\n\nThe pinch of pain was two-fold at either end of her channel. Hell, a schlop of half-cum might have been just enough to convince that ring of muscle he’d been beating like an abusive boyfriend into letting him finally have his way. Whatever the reason, it felt like she’d swallowed her tongue as his hips jerked forward and sank the whole thing, all of it, every god-damn inch into her ‘virgin’ pussy just in time to send the first shot of pearly white semen straight into her womb.\n\nShe couldn’t enjoy it even if she wanted to, wide eyed with gritted teeth, she just had to endure as she felt each [i]thump[/i] of sperm hit the far wall of her uterus like a perfect sniper shot taking aim at her bright, perfect future. It was hard to miss the target when your barrel was inside the bullseye after all. His hips jerked against hers as he shot into her liberally, carelessly, that cozy living fleshlight and its cum container doing its job immaculately.\n\nShe’d burn the feeling of it into her memory too; not by choice but it’d be hard not to remember the sensation of his urethra pressing against her sensitive sex with each pearly white slop of sperm sent into her gut. Or the uncomfortable tug and squish as his body rocked against her- unable to go anywhere but using the sinful stimulation to prolong his orgasm. And definitely the warmth that pooled deep in her gut, blossoming as the trim tummy she’d worked hard to maintain for her wedding day plumped out just enough from all the cum he left in her that it would show in the pictures.\n\nNot enough for anyone else to tell. But she’d know…\n\nAnd then it was over. The greedy thrust melting into a casual relaxed gyration as the dirty drake enjoyed his afterglow on, and inside her. Part of her wanted to cry but she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Instead, she just glared at him while his sperm busily rooted around in her pussy, trying to get this unwanting hen as pregnant as possible on her wedding day with an unfaithful clutch of dragonettes for her new husband to raise. \n\nHe wasn’t even kind enough to wait for his knot to deflate, only sticking it in her long enough to enjoy himself before standing up, lifting a hind paw to her rump and, with both a push and pull, [i]plopped[/i] the whole thing out of her! The poor hen yelped at the burning sting between her legs as a loop of sperm leapt out of her abused pussy, connecting her freshly bred sex to the deliciously wet spire that had just bred her for a moment more before spilling to the ground in a long scintillating strand. Her sore, clenching pink flesh gave the cummy string life as her tense muscles pushed a bit more out, making the scene even more embarrassing as the smug drake enjoyed the view of her deflowered pussy one last time.\n\nVivian grunted in displeasure; her gown was dirty, her painted talons were a mess, her gut ached at [i]both[/i] ends and she reeked of sex. But the hen had done her duty, trying to drag her dignity out of the gutter as she brushed bits of leaf and garbage off her dress. He didn’t try and stop her as she shuffled the back end of her garment back down over her tail, though he did notice she didn’t put her panties back in place, those puffy lips apparently too sore and tender from the rough fucking she'd just received for that.\n\nShe glared at him but couldn’t do more as she watched him flip her marker over the claws of his knuckles casually. Vivian held a forepaw out expectantly. But he just flicked it into the air and palmed it.\n\n\"Not quite yet. The price was for eggs and I don’t see any eggs here, do you?\" He commented, smug in the way it made her shrink in desperate annoyance. \"You should get back, wouldn’t want anyone thinking you're getting cold paws on your wedding day, would you?\"\n\nShe'd have bitten him right then and there if the glint of gold didn’t catch her eye. Instead the poor hen stomped off with a distinct arch to her sore tail.\n\nAt least the wedding went off without a hitch. Not enough time for a shower but enough perfume could cover anything, even the scent of the male that had been on her back. Her mood was sour but no one seemed to notice; she was good at hiding her emotions and it was easy with all the other energy of the moment.\n\nAnd everything went off without a hitch. Well, other than seeing Kothorix sitting there in the third row just watching her with a smug smile, instantly reminded of the wet squish and lingering soreness between her hinds as she stepped up to the alter where her soon-to-be-husband stood all aglow and completely clueless to the billions of blue dragon swimmers in her belly fertilizing her brood at that very moment. Could be the first wriggling tail was sinking below the surface of her first egg just as she said 'I do.'. The only saving grace was that he seemed to have disappeared by the time the reception started.\n\nShe couldn’t even give herself to her lover that night, too full of another male's cum to risk it. At least he didn’t challenge the 'too exhausted' excuse which gave the devious drake a full uninterrupted night to finish fully fertilizing the newly married dragoness' eggs. There wouldn’t be a single one left for her husband to claim, though once she'd cleaned herself up (and out), she tried insatiably anyway. Her husband would never know the truth, happy as a bug in a rug when her belly started growing heavy with 'his' brood.\n\nIt was almost a year later, the day after she'd strained to squeeze out [i]nine[/i] eggs into their nest that she got an unmarked envelope with naught but her name on one side and the world 'Congratulations' on the other. \n\nHer heart skipped a beat when she saw the blood-marked gold.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "D:
It was a mix of emotions for the feral bride as she snuck her way out back and around to the alley. Had the note contained anything other than a picture of her marker, she wouldn’t have given it a second glance. It had wound up in her dressing room, conspicuously pinned to her wedding dress with a time and place and nothing else. And there was only one person in the world who would know about that debt.

The ash grey dragoness was already very pretty, partly gussied up in a bit of makeup, her shapely feminine body tucked neatly into lingerie stockings and undergarment satin, cloaked in a single-piece, baby blue dress. Her bright green eyes scanned the designated area and found nothing. Was it some sort of ruse or nasty joke?

Truth be told she didn’t know if she’d be happier if it was or wasn’t. The only reason for the marker to be brought out was to repay her blood debt. And a debt like that would have worse consequences to ignore no matter what the cost was. She stepped over to check behind the trash bins. It’d been so long since she’d given it, the lovely hen had forgotten it even existed.

K:
The female wasn’t in the alley for long before she heard the footsteps of another dragon approaching. He stepped from the shadows at the opposite end of the alley, approaching her slowly. The blue scaled male looked over the dragoness, expressionlessly. He wore simple, inconspicuous cloth around his back and sides to blend in the typical cultural attire of males in the area.

The male passed the female, looking over her body from all angles, before completing his casual walk in a circle around her and stopping to stand in front of her again, facing her. Finally, he spoke. “I heard you were getting married today. I didn’t take you for the type to start a family. I hope that you didn’t mean to skip town and leave everything behind. Sorry I had to break in and leave a little reminder for why that’d be a bad idea.”

D:
She knew the blue drake the moment her eyes met his, her body freezing in place. The fear wasn’t of him exactly but what he represented, the old life she’d left behind and what of that old life she owed to the success of her current one.

“H-hey K.” She didn’t speak a word, until he’d stopped to address her, sitting there as fine a drake as one could ask for, at least if looks were all that mattered. Vivian gave her dry lips a slight lick, trying to think of what to respond with. “Well that was the point, right? Find a new life.” She added nervously. The betrothed dragoness couldn’t get dragged back into what was before but she couldn’t help but ask;

“So… what brings you out this far? I’m not going anywhere and, besides, you’d know where to find me even if I did.” The comment was both a sort of compliment and a reminder to herself of who and what she was dealing with.

Kothorix had gotten her out all those years ago and had asked only for the blood marker. She hadn’t thought much about it then but here, now, what could he want with her on such an auspicious day?

K:
The male eyed her coldly, trying to read her. After a few moments he shook his head. “Find a new life? Of course. I wouldn’t want to interrupt that.” The male sighed and sat on his haunches. He raised a paw and slowly started to unwrap the cloth that sat over his shoulders. Slowly, he disrobed, without giving a reason why.

“I know you think I’m a monster, but even I have a few rules. I don’t like to break up families. Bad for the kids. And seeing as this is your last day as a single - last hour even - I don’t have much time to get what I’m owed. It only leaves me with a few options.” The male stood in front of the female, nude now.

The male smirked lightly. “I remember when we first met. You were a little tease. I remember exactly what you were wearing and I remember exactly how you’d flash me a little glimpse of your slit every now and then. At any rate, I’d like to see it again, before it's claimed by some other male for good. ”

D:
He could see the confusion on her angular snout as he removed one piece of cloth at a time until there was no more to remove leaving the, albeit, attractive male freescaled. Not an uncommon sight in some places but one that made her flush a little considering where she was and what she was going to do later today.

The history lesson dragged memories back to the forefront of her mind, his words reminding her of a different life and a different way of doing things. She’d stopped doing things like that even before she got engaged but it had been useful to use her body back then to get things she needed. Hell, it’d gotten his attention and his attention is what had gotten her this far.

His comments didn’t do much to encourage her and the way he casually asked her to show him her pussy once more made her tense up in realization.

“Is that what you’re here for? On my wedding day?!” There was that bit of draconic pride that often got their kind in trouble. But all he had to do was flash the marker at her to quash that flame of defiance.

It wasn’t some magic spell or anything, just the reminder of the consequences of denying a mark holder that helped stuff that arrogant draconic pride back in her chest. The lovely hen chewed her chin slightly for a moment as if debating. But there wasn’t really much to debate; do it or deal with the fallout or refusal. Something that wouldn’t affect just herself any more.

At least, as her wingclaws grasp and rolled up her dress and pulled it up to expose her haunches, there was some comfort in knowing if she paid the marker now, at least it couldn’t be used on her later.

Kothor was right at least to enjoy the sight of those fine reptilian hips turning around to show off. But he reminded her of what he’d said so, with a little shiver, her tail swished, curled back and, with a deft little maneuver, tugged her panties off to the side, giving the other dragon an unrestricted view of her prime pink henparts in all their lovely glory.

K:
The male silently approached as the female complied and turned her back to him. He stood over her, looking down at his prize, as plump and tight as he remembered it. He male placed his paws at her hips before sliding them up and then to her rump. He let his thumbs come to rest on her slit, and slowly slid them up and down. “I’m curious. Did you stay a good little virgin all this time for your soon-to-be husband?”

The male leaned in, kissing softly over the female’s exposed slit before withdrawing. “In our line of work, there isn’t much time for intimacy. Really, that’s why I have to take these opportunities when I get them. You understand, right?” The male leaned in, kissing firmly at the warm slit in front of his maw again. This time he nuzzled down at it firmly before sliding his tongue along its entirety.

D:
Sex had never been a big part of her identity; sexuality had been a very big part but when she’d ‘used her body’ it was sex appeal rather than the actual act. The fact that Kothrix called her out on it made her blush. Or maybe that was just from the feel of his paws sliding up her bared rear end, framing her gender with interest in more than just the view alone this time.

Odd as it was to think about, she’d been more intimate with K then she had with her own husband-to-be. She’d given him a muzzlejob, once, back when they were collogues but such an activity didn’t discount a virgin’s status though so, yes, she was still a virgin where it counted and she used that as a shield- flimsy as it might be.

“O-of course. I only have one opportunity to give that to someone and it should be hiEE!”

The betrothed dragoness made an uncouth little noise as his tongue glazed her henparts, tasting the untried, receptive folds of the dragoness in his thrall. Her avoidance of sex meant there was no hint of a contraceptive or egg control amongst the spicy warmth that tickled his taste buds delightfully. Her haunches arched and tail flexed in a stiff curl and uncurl but didn’t pull away despite how much she would have liked to.

“What do you want K?” She managed to get out, bubbling rage and utter embarrassment fighting as the dominant emotion on her beautiful snout.

K:
The male licked at her again. “I want you…” He let his tongue slide into her now, tickling her untouched flesh. He withdrew after a few moments. “Like this.” The male was aroused at this point, his thick purple shaft hanging stiffly between his legs. Her little moan had helped that and, in a few moments, she would probably be regretting it. If she knew the scent of a horny male, or happened to glance back, she would know exactly what she was in for.

The male eyed the female. “Come on, don’t be so old fashioned. I know I’ve knocked up a ‘ness or three. I think you could use a… let’s call it a ‘warm up’ before your big day. So, how do you want your first time? Mounted properly, or on your back?” The male smiled again, eyeing the female.

D:
The dark female gritted her teeth both trying to snarl and hide her embarrassment. She didn’t hate Kothrix, that was too strong of a word but she couldn’t really think of a better one while his tongue was wreathing around inside her. His grasping paws kept her in line while his thumbtalons kept her spread, letting the dirty drake explore her betrothed slit deeply. Her warm fertile aroma was intoxicating and served only to arouse the devious drake even more aggressively while he toyed with both her body and emotions.

“Y-you cant be serious…” Her eyes went wide when he indicated what he actually wanted from her.

Not just a peek, not just a taste, but her in a way he’d never gotten to before.

The marker could be called in for any number of deeds as long as those deeds were deemed within reasonable means of the induvial. And trying to say she couldn’t have sex with him, even on her wedding day, would be a lie too tall for any arbiter to humor. She might have thought it just a cruel joke until the spit of purple under his belly caught her eye, the very same purple she’d had her maw wrapped around all those years ago…

“Is that what you want? To humiliate me and take what I’ve saved all this time for my husband?” She stepped forward out of his groping paws in a huff.

He could see she was fuming… but she didn’t pull her panties back down or pull her dress back into place to hide that sweet pink pussy he’d just sampled. She glared daggers at him… then the marker he had.

“I do this and its done?” She huffed, frustrated but resolute. His affirmative was enough to give the beast inside her something to gnaw on while she swallowed her pride.

He could almost pinpoint the moment when she cracked, that sense of defeat when the tension drained out of her and she accepted her fate. Not that there wasn’t still some fight in her when she spat her next words.

“Fine… Don’t get any cum on my dress.” The pretty beast exhaled, “Just don’t make a mess of my dress and let me know when you’re close. I’ll finish you with my maw.

Her body shifted as if preparing to take on some weight while her tail flicked up, over and flagged off to the side, offering that forbidden fruit to the damnedable drake behind her.

K:
The male smirked as the female accepted his deal. He ignored her threats, knowing she had little choice in the matter. The anger on her face amused him quite a bit. He flicked his tail as he approached her. Slowly, he placed his paws on her back, sliding them up and feeling her body, pushing aside her dress as he worked his way up. He soon slid his body over hers, letting her feel the warmth of his cock as it soon pressed against her slit.

The male let out a soft sigh as he settled into place over her, his weight pushing her head down to the dirty ground. “Mmm… Usually I’d offer to use some kind of condom, but I think you deserve bare flesh on flesh for your first time. The male pressed his cocktip to her slit, the tapered end pressing just inside. This was it - she was about to be taken by this male. Her entire life she’d put off having sex, saving it for a future mate, and all of that was about to be ruined. The male knew how she would be feeling too, as he let his cocktip stay pressed just inside her, letting her think deeply about the last few moments as a virgin before slowly sinking his shaft inside her slowly and deeply. He sighed, letting out a soft groan as her virgin flesh clenched around his stiff cock.

As the male sank inside the tight, unwilling dragoness, he let out another soft sigh. “Oh, and, I'll cum where I want.” He added smugly.

D:
In any other situation she’d have been biting and clawing and roaring… That beast in her mind told her to do just that! But she knew better, hated every inch of him that crawled up over her, hated the way his paws pulled her dress up further and further, exposing her silky lingerie and bare scales beneath. Hated the way he pressed his weight against her backside to force her chest down and held her to the dirt like that.

But most of all, hated the feeling of his bare cock nestled against her unspoiled pink flower. He knew what he had, knew how to use it too, taunting her with both words and motions as he stroked her petals with his purple mast, glazing his flesh on her involuntarily aroused nectar.

“Just get it over with.” She puffed with the side of her head laying on the ground, glancing back at him with one beautifully angry eye.

And regretted her words a moment later when he did just that, the crown of that bare mast entering her with almost sweet deliberation. Her vulva parted all too easily for him, betraying her even further by putting up hardly any resistance to the male that was trying to rape her. Not that there would be any charges, or really any consequences at all to his actions. Well… at least for him.

“Don’t you dare!” She hissed, more desperate than she’d intended to sound, as he bottomed out in her and indicated her muzzle might not be the final recourse. It might mess up her makeup but that was far better than the alternative if he came inside her!

However, for all her pomp and bluster, that tail remained up, haunches raised and plump, plush pussy continued to kiss his knotted base. He’d already stolen her virginity, robbed her of that gift to her mate. Surely he wouldn’t go that far…?

K:
The male was quite a bit larger and was able to mount the female entirely, his entire body pressed over hers and his head pressing against her neck. He wiggled his hips, letting the dragoness feel the entirety of his length jostle deeply inside her, his knot bouncing at her slit as he slowly moved. Then, he withdrew just a small amount, fleshy ridges of his cock catching at her tight flesh and tugging at her insides as though his length itself was reluctant to pull away. Any amount that he pulled from her only slowly sank back inside as the male worked up a rhythm of soft thrusts and jostles.

Already his cocktip drooled thick pre against her cervix; even that much being dangerous for the female. The larger male slowly rocked his hips. “Ah… I’ll try not to tear your dress. Wouldn’t want your husband to find out about this. He might not even -mmf- go through with the marriage if he found out.” The male shuddered as he ground his knot against her slit, at the same time his cocktip pressed to the dragoness’ cervix.

D:
The sexually inexperienced female didn’t know if the small motions were for her benefit or for his. It was certainly possible he was just doing them to further tease her as he drew an inch or two out, just enough to pluck the first ridge from the grip of her vaginal before slipping it back in. This tortuously stimulating motion repeated 4… 5… 6… maybe more times, just dipping in and out of her honeypot to rub her slick fluids all over his cock in the process. If it had been under other circumstances, she might have even found it enjoyable, but she refused to find pleasure in being pinned down and used by a male who’s only purpose was his own selfish satisfaction.

But this was what she’d signed up for, sealed in blood, given freely as a debt to be paid. Maybe he knew all along this was what he was going to use it for, had waited purposefully to find the perfect time and place to call in the favor and was now indulgently enjoy the fruits of his labor years later after it had become perfectly ripe.

“Bastard…” She grunted softly as his tip kissed her egg gate for the… 8th(?) time. She’d lost count by now, the vivid carnal motions all blending together as he added his own virile fluids to the mix deep in her belly.

At least he’d chosen a secluded location to do this at; undoubtedly to keep anyone from knowing he’d been here but at least no one else would see the obscene, vaguely cock-shaped lump of dragon dick edging back and forth in her tummy between her legs. Or the way her flush, pink vulva kissed at his knotted base with each instroke, a greasy glaze of spicy sweet hencum creating a cozy around the shallow width of it.

She hated the way he looked so pleased with himself. And things weren’t going to get any easier from here…

K:
The male’s breathing slowly picked up. His cock throbbed hard inside the female. Even with her inexperience, she would be able to tell how excited and agitated he was getting. The mix of precum and her own juices drooling from their joining would be just another indication. His thrusting grew quicker and the squishing, sloppy sounds of sex filled the alley.

The male shuffled his hindpaws, his body adjusting over the female as he huffed. “Nnn… so I was thinking of leaving you with a little gift. Something to remember me, and your old life by. What do you think about being a mother? You wanted to start a family right? I could -nff- I could make that happen for you. Right here and now.”

The male bucked sharply, gasping out as he felt his pleasure building. He had half a mind to dump his cum inside the slut on the spot, but he held out just a bit longer, wanting to see her reaction.

D:
The short but deep thrusts began to ebb into longer strokes; quarter length, half-length until, eventually, the big drake holding her to the dirt was just sliding most of his cock in and out of her unprotected sex at whatever pace and length of depth that felt best. At least for him. The lingerie clad dragoness just grunted and puffed as he went to town on her, making sure to bottom out inside her with each and every thrust. She expected it was intentional, trying to humiliate her even more as he used her as a ‘willing’ fleshlight that came prewarmed and even had a convenient cum-container!

She’d started getting used to his merciless motions by the time he spoke to her again, the raw carnal act tickling instincts in her body that had laid dormant for so long. The ridges working her poor defenseless reproductive tract were going to get her ovulating for sure, a fine, feisty little clutch of helpless little eggs just waiting to be fertilized by the first male to mate with her. Poor Vivian had no idea just deeply her body was betraying her eager to drop her ova directly in the path of this wicked male’s encroaching orgasm instead of holding back for her betrothed.

K knew though, knew her body’s scent, its taste, the way it clenched, those little micro-orgasms that indicated a hen in heat was giving up her agile future for one laden with unwanted chicks. And he dangled that very future in front of her with his words.

The way her entire body stiffened in reaction was salivatingly delightful. The desperation in her eyes and face told him everything even before her maw opened to confirm it.

“No! Not here! Not with you!”

But the blue drake just kept going, that very bare, completely unprotected log of dragon dick sliding effortlessly between her pussy lips over and over and over again.

“Pull out and I’ll suck you dry for a week… a month!” She pleaded, correcting herself to sweeten the deal out of desperation.

But, despite all her begging, her legs stayed spread, her tail remained up, her cuntlips continued to kiss the knot threatening to lodge itself inside of her. If it did, there’d be no turning back. The bulbous base would seal the deal at one end while his tip, forced through her egg gate, would ensure as much of his sperm got all the way into her womb as possible. Her thighs clenched, the poor girl trying desperately to bear down and prevent that outcome.

But that just meant he had to fuck her harder if that was the outcome he wanted…

K:
Her pleading, begging, and her body trying to push him away and keep him out was all the encouragement the male needed. He shuddered in delight, growling as he thrust hard against the female, his knot slapping against her tight slit each time. He wasn’t going to last much longer buried inside this dragon’s warm, soft slit.

He gripped tightly around the female’s midsection in response to her begging, almost as if to say there was no way he was pulling out. His harsh bucks against her shook her entire body, and his knot bounced hard against her slit. With a growl, he ground his knot down against her. “I wasn’t going to do this but I think your pussy needs it. Maybe you’ll be nice and tight again for your husband this evening, huh?” And with that, the male set about stuffing his knot into the female.

The process would be painful, as he was already swollen and close to his orgasm. But with some effort, and help from their mixed fluids, soon her plump pussy stretched over the bulb of his knot and swallowed it completely, accompanied by his cocktip pushing through her cervix and directly into the poor female's womb. He wasn’t a moment too early either, his orgasm hitting him intensely just as her body squeezed on his knot. His thick cum shot inside her womb in sloppy ropes, coating her eggs. She would feel each and every pulse of that life-altering cum pump out of him and straight into her unprotected body.

D:
“Fucking Koth-ah!” There was some last moment pleading she was going to do but whatever argument she’d been cooking up to try and save herself from carrying a fat clutch of the blue drake’s little bastards was suddenly cut off as one well timed thrust took advantage of that moment of mental distraction to shove the whole, entire thing down deep into her bare vent!

The pinch of pain was two-fold at either end of her channel. Hell, a schlop of half-cum might have been just enough to convince that ring of muscle he’d been beating like an abusive boyfriend into letting him finally have his way. Whatever the reason, it felt like she’d swallowed her tongue as his hips jerked forward and sank the whole thing, all of it, every god-damn inch into her ‘virgin’ pussy just in time to send the first shot of pearly white semen straight into her womb.

She couldn’t enjoy it even if she wanted to, wide eyed with gritted teeth, she just had to endure as she felt each thump of sperm hit the far wall of her uterus like a perfect sniper shot taking aim at her bright, perfect future. It was hard to miss the target when your barrel was inside the bullseye after all. His hips jerked against hers as he shot into her liberally, carelessly, that cozy living fleshlight and its cum container doing its job immaculately.

She’d burn the feeling of it into her memory too; not by choice but it’d be hard not to remember the sensation of his urethra pressing against her sensitive sex with each pearly white slop of sperm sent into her gut. Or the uncomfortable tug and squish as his body rocked against her- unable to go anywhere but using the sinful stimulation to prolong his orgasm. And definitely the warmth that pooled deep in her gut, blossoming as the trim tummy she’d worked hard to maintain for her wedding day plumped out just enough from all the cum he left in her that it would show in the pictures.

Not enough for anyone else to tell. But she’d know…

And then it was over. The greedy thrust melting into a casual relaxed gyration as the dirty drake enjoyed his afterglow on, and inside her. Part of her wanted to cry but she wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. Instead, she just glared at him while his sperm busily rooted around in her pussy, trying to get this unwanting hen as pregnant as possible on her wedding day with an unfaithful clutch of dragonettes for her new husband to raise.

He wasn’t even kind enough to wait for his knot to deflate, only sticking it in her long enough to enjoy himself before standing up, lifting a hind paw to her rump and, with both a push and pull, plopped the whole thing out of her! The poor hen yelped at the burning sting between her legs as a loop of sperm leapt out of her abused pussy, connecting her freshly bred sex to the deliciously wet spire that had just bred her for a moment more before spilling to the ground in a long scintillating strand. Her sore, clenching pink flesh gave the cummy string life as her tense muscles pushed a bit more out, making the scene even more embarrassing as the smug drake enjoyed the view of her deflowered pussy one last time.

Vivian grunted in displeasure; her gown was dirty, her painted talons were a mess, her gut ached at both ends and she reeked of sex. But the hen had done her duty, trying to drag her dignity out of the gutter as she brushed bits of leaf and garbage off her dress. He didn’t try and stop her as she shuffled the back end of her garment back down over her tail, though he did notice she didn’t put her panties back in place, those puffy lips apparently too sore and tender from the rough fucking she'd just received for that.

She glared at him but couldn’t do more as she watched him flip her marker over the claws of his knuckles casually. Vivian held a forepaw out expectantly. But he just flicked it into the air and palmed it.

"Not quite yet. The price was for eggs and I don’t see any eggs here, do you?" He commented, smug in the way it made her shrink in desperate annoyance. "You should get back, wouldn’t want anyone thinking you're getting cold paws on your wedding day, would you?"

She'd have bitten him right then and there if the glint of gold didn’t catch her eye. Instead the poor hen stomped off with a distinct arch to her sore tail.

At least the wedding went off without a hitch. Not enough time for a shower but enough perfume could cover anything, even the scent of the male that had been on her back. Her mood was sour but no one seemed to notice; she was good at hiding her emotions and it was easy with all the other energy of the moment.

And everything went off without a hitch. Well, other than seeing Kothorix sitting there in the third row just watching her with a smug smile, instantly reminded of the wet squish and lingering soreness between her hinds as she stepped up to the alter where her soon-to-be-husband stood all aglow and completely clueless to the billions of blue dragon swimmers in her belly fertilizing her brood at that very moment. Could be the first wriggling tail was sinking below the surface of her first egg just as she said 'I do.'. The only saving grace was that he seemed to have disappeared by the time the reception started.

She couldn’t even give herself to her lover that night, too full of another male's cum to risk it. At least he didn’t challenge the 'too exhausted' excuse which gave the devious drake a full uninterrupted night to finish fully fertilizing the newly married dragoness' eggs. There wouldn’t be a single one left for her husband to claim, though once she'd cleaned herself up (and out), she tried insatiably anyway. Her husband would never know the truth, happy as a bug in a rug when her belly started growing heavy with 'his' brood.

It was almost a year later, the day after she'd strained to squeeze out nine eggs into their nest that she got an unmarked envelope with naught but her name on one side and the world 'Congratulations' on the other.

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