The evening air echoed with the crackling of lightning and flame as two legendary dragons clashed, one born of shadow and hate, his scales gleamed black under the flash of his lightning attacks. The other dragon’s purple scales reflected the red light of the massive fire balls he spat at his opponent. The very sky isle shook under the powerful magic and headbutts of the two dragons as neither could gain the upper hand on their foe. As the sun set the victor stood over the figure of a purple-scaled dragon tied up at his feet. Dark Spyro looked smugly down at the bound form of his rival. Spyro growled back at him as he struggled against the shadow ropes.  “My friends will come,” Spyro spat as the tendrils of black shadow tightened around his body. 


“Your friends?” Dark Spyro laughed as he gloated over his rival. “If you couldn’t beat me with all your elemental magic, what hope does that pathetic bunch of losers have?”  The purple dragon surged with a flash of power, his scales glowing before Dark Spyro’s shadows slammed him back to the ground, knocking the breath out of Skyland’s champion. Spyro’s eyes simmered as Dark Spyro’s foot was pressed over his snout. “Look at the mighty hero, Spyro now! Nothing but a floor mat for my power.” The black dragon roared as he rubbed the sole of his foot into Spyro’s face. “With you out of the way...” Dark Spyro stopped midway through the speech he had rehearsed to himself many times and looked down. 


Spryo’s purple cheeks were flushed red as the scent of musk filled the air. The tip of his member poked out of his slit. The shadow ropes loosened as Dark Spyro, taken aback, could only grin. He had found his eternal rival’s greatest weakness. The great hero was weak to humiliation. “How pathetic,” Dark Spyro gloated as he regained his composure and pressed on with Spyro’s weakness. “To think all I needed to do was humiliate you just a little.” He continued as below Spyro squirmed. Even with the loosened ropes, he was helpless. It was too late, he had been caught in Dark Spyro’s web. He let out a small whimper as his member swelled. He couldn’t help it. Everytime he had been defeated, it had been a thrill. At first it started as a tingle, but with each humiliating setback it grew into an obsession. Soon he had been craving it, just so he could masterbate afterwards. Now it was being used directly against himself and it just seemed right.


Above him Dark Spyro, still elated in his grand discovery, found himself being turned on by the situation. All his dark schemes and plots went out the window, he really had what he wanted. Spyro, completely helpless, at his mercy. His mind raced with ideas, the most pressing though was his growing arousal. He turned his back to his captive, giving the bound Spyro a good look of his doughnut and slit. Spyro gulped as Dark Spyro’s hind quarters lowered to cover his snout. The scent of musk that clung to the slit was familiar, like his own arousal but more pungent. Almost by instinct Spyro’s tongue reached out and pressed into the presented slit. Dark Spyro let out a soft growl as his musky genital slit was giving it’s rightful attention. No inch was spared as Dark Spyro pressed down, forcing his rival’s tongue even deeper. Panting, Dark Spyro turned around, below him, Spyro huffed and gasped for breath, still drunk from potent dragon musk. His eyes pleaded for more as Dark Spyro was happy to oblige. The black-scaled dragon’s member slipped out of its home and right into Spyro’s maw. Dark Spyro reached down and tightly gripped Spyro’s yellow horns. Spyro whined in protest as Dark Spyro pulled his head but between the sharp yank and dragon dick in his muzzle he could only helplessly let his rival use his maw as he pleased. Dark Spyro roared in pleasure as his member forced its way to the back of the purple dragon’s throat as he roughly used the defeated dragon. “That’s right you little fuck sleeve,” he moaned humiliating his toy farther. Each thrust only fueled Spyro’s degeneration as his tongue started to swirl and tease the forceful intruder wedged between his jaws. A grunt from Dark Spyro was the only encouragement Spyro needed as he lavished upon the superior dragon’s cock till it pulsed and its knot was slammed against his snout. Spyro gulped and swallowed  the dark dragon’s seed till the cock was pulled free. He gasped and sputtered as he tried to catch his breath. His head still swam with musk impairment as he rolled over onto back. 


Spyro blushed as his entire length was on display, his yellow belly scales gleamed with his pre as he now could stare directly up at Dark Spyro. Dark Spyro straddled his plaything as lined his dick over Spyros. “Ha! Well look at that!” He snickered as he pressed his shaft over top of the dragon below. His cock extended past the tip of Spyro’s member by several inches. “Even in size, darkness surpasses you!” Dark Spyro roared, lightning crackled around his head as he rubbed his larger shaft and knot over the smaller male. Spyro squirmed as he could feel the heat and hum of electricity from the much more well endowed dragon. His cheeks burned from embarrassment but he loved it. Dark Spyro was the superior dragon in every single way. His body twitched and if it weren't for being bound by Dark Spyro’s magic he would have already been furiously masterbating. As if reading the mind of his horny rival, Dark Spyro stepped back. 


The air around the dragon grew heavy and still as he concentrated. Helpless to resist, Spyro watched as an onyx ring started to materialize around the base of his cock. “What the?” He whined, as it felt he was even hornier than before. The shadow tendrils around his limbs melded into the ring as runes glowed along its surface. Free of his bounds, Spyo’s forepaws shot straight to his cock, not to remove the ring but to stoke wildly. Dark Spyro watched in amusement as each time Spyro built to an orgasm, the arcane letters on the ring would flash and the dragon even hornier. “Why can’t I cum!” Spyro sobbed after the thirteenth attempt and denial. “If you want the key to take that off you’ll return to your friends and bring them back here,” Dark Spyro lifted his playthings chin and stared into his eyes. “I WONT!” Spyro struggled, he wanted to get off but he didn’t want to put the other Skylanders in danger. “Oh don’t worry I won’t hurt them, I just want you to beg for me to fuck again. In front of them.” 


Spyro whined, his erection refused to go away as it stiffly bobbed in the air, He gulped and nodded completely in Dark Spyro’s thrall now. “I’ll get them,” he whined as Dark Spyro took to the air. “Good! I expect to see you back soon or you can deal with that humiliating thing you call a cock. Your choice.” With that he flew off to wait for his next encounter with the now not so prideful hero.