Part 2: https://inkbunny.net/s/2164717
Part 3: https://inkbunny.net/s/2166760
Weeks have passed by now and by this time, much has changed. It soon became clear to Garret that keeping and defiling his new pet in his own home was not going to last for too much longer before one of his family broke down the door. This decided, he took his plaything far away, well beyond the point where anyone could help him, to his city beneath the ice of a distant world.
The weeks had had an affect on the skunk. Having been raped and humiliated, punished and praised, his body and subconcious were being distinctly affected. Despite hating the dragon with every fiber of his being, he would catch himself wondering when he'd be back, wondering when the next session would be, feeling not so much revulsion as he would feel curiosity. However, he still resisted...he still fought...
As he was forced into the most degrading outfit he'd ever worn in his entire life, he was made to kneel before Garret, who wasted no time in pushing his cock into the older male's face. Warren quickly turned his head and recoiled, trying not to think about what that cock had done to him...to his wife...but...his thong tightened, the latex creaking a bit as his cock grew hard at having another cock against his face.
"Suck it sweetie..." The dragon ordered, the skunk cringing and refusing to obey, despite his mouth wetting slightly in response. Before he could continue to proffer much more resistance, a hand grabbed his head from behind, pulling his head back and turning his head to face that cock before shoving him forward.
He tried to keep his mouth closed, tried to grit his teeth and resist, but his lips parted, letting that cock through as it plunged down his throat. He gagged and squirmed, pulling back a bit as he was held there for a moment, the taste of his rapist's cock spreading over his tongue. He gulped and fought his body as his tongue licked against the underside, preferring capitulation over torture, no matter what his mind said. He had no control here, no power...he was a slave...a whore in training.
Sev grinned maliciously, happy to help his daddy as he gripped that balding head by the hair and fur and pulled it back, sliding that dick back into that mouth before shoving the head forward, sinking it to the base once more. Again and again Warren found that cock in his throat, again and again he gulped and gagged as it happened, but something more was happening, something new...
Warren felt his eyes sliding out of focus, his gaze on the groin before him, a warmth spreading through him as his cheeks burned with a blush, the first he'd had since this horrible nightmare had begun. This cock...it had a flavor to it unlike anything he'd ever had in his life, familiar and yet...so very taboo. It was something his body had grown used to and now...
He was...enjoying it...
He tried to deny it, tried to fight it, to turn that loathing for the dragon inward, but he couldn't. His cock leaked precum as his arousal grew more with each bob of his head, his tongue welcoming the dragon's precum as he allowed his head to be made to bob on that cock. Soon, he would cum and Warren...he knew it would be the turning point when he did.
It would be the point of no return, the point where he would surrender, the point where resistance would fade and...his heart pounded with the thrill of it.
He felt his lips slam against that groin more and more, with greater force and greater enthusiasm, his snout starting to sting with the effort and his throat burn from the penetration before finally, with one last slam, Garret came.
His thick seed spurted into Warren's throat with such force and volume that the choker around his neck snapped, cum spurting around his lips as his belly was filled. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as mere seconds later, from arousal and the deep debasement of his masculinity, he himself came, hard. His cum shot through his thong in a thick rope onto the floor, filling his kinky undergarment with the shame of his enjoyment, the rest of it leaking down onto the floor.
Sev smiled as he waited, Warren's belly swelling bigger and bigger, until he sloshed with cum and Garret smiled, nodding at Sev. Sev pulled the skunk's head back, a few spurts of dragon cream landing on Warren's tongue and filling his mouth. Garret's cock came free and hung before the skunk, the male's eyes focusing on it, mouth full of cum as he contemplated the tool before him, face still flushed heavily with arousal.
He should be disgusted...
He should hate the dragon...
He should hate his cum...
He should hate his cock...
But...
He didn't...
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