Nax felt sorry for the woman chained up in front of him. Already chained, beaten, and raped by him for months now. Nax was getting tired of her and planned to have her meet her end tonight. The blood lust drake held a saw within his hands, thinking fondly of the cruel past he and his slave had before now. Picked up at a bar, the woman used to look so lively, so pure and innocent back then. Somehow, he was able to successfully flirt with her and bring her back to his house. It was there that, after a night of drinking and partying, they both started to fool around with each other more intimately and got naked. He still remembers how pretty the dragoness’s pure white scales were and how beautiful and tight her pussy looked. It was a night full of joy and passion as he laid claim to her. A night he will never forget, but a night that would quickly turn out to be a horror story for the dragoness. When she told her lover that she had to be home and that she couldn’t stay with him, the blood drake complained. He wanted her there with him for the whole night, and then the next night, and the next…he told her he never wanted her to leave him, that he had never found a beautiful dragon as she is and didn’t want to lose her. The dragoness laughed, not taking him seriously, and told him that she could come again the next night if he wanted. That wasn’t enough for the drake, for unbeknownst to the dragoness his mind was psychotic, and what things he couldn’t have forever, he made sure they would never leave. Thus began the ordeal of pouncing on the dragoness and suffocating her. She clawed and bit at him, but he was stronger. He was going to make sure she would stay by his side forever, that he would be able to have sex with her forever, that her body would be his forever, always. 


That was eight months ago. Since then, the dragoness has been through so much chained up in his house with the drake. She was raped nearly every day, forced to choke on his dick or take his rod up her pussy or ass. And the drake’s penis was never an easy fit to take. He had a large, red equine rod of 17 inches. He was gentle enough handling the dragoness on their first night, but it seems as if after that he had lost any modicum of gentleness as he would force his entire length through her guts whenever he got the chance. Her ass and mouth were now well-accustomed to taking the drake’s meaty rod, but her pussy was still spared for the most part. Despite his cruel nature, the drake knew shoving his entire length up past her cervix would destroy her body and kill her. So, he spared her for now, waiting until the day he loses all care and decides to go all the way with the fucking of her cunt. So, for eight months the dragoness would go through the same routine of being fucked cruelly with no concern over her well-being. Any fight she had in her long gone after the first month. She was now the drake’s to use as he wishes, both physically and mentally. She barely even reacted when she noticed her stomach getting bigger, no doubt full of developing babies. All she could feel was a sense of hope in that the drake might start fucking their kids soon to relieve her of the constant aches from all the daily sex they do. 


Nax however had other plans. After months of fucking the dragoness, he decided that he would end her life now. There were a couple of reasons for this: first, he was simply tired of her. What used to be a beautiful dragoness has no been replaced by scales forever tainted with blood, a cavernous pussy that is a far cry from what it used to look like when they first met, and bruises from where he would hit her when she didn’t do as he said, or just for fun. Many other beautiful women pass by him daily on his commute to work and he realized he could be spreading his wings fucking and corrupting them as well instead of dealing with the same old whore in front of him. The second reason is due to the nature of his species. As a blood drake he needs blood to survive. It’s a necessary part of his diet, and recently he hasn’t been able to get as much blood as he should. A recent locust plague wiped out a lot of crops from the surrounding fields, thus having the rolling consequence of also reducing the local sheep population, the primary source for the drake’s blood. With few other options, he figured he might’ve as well get his blood from the bitch he was about to murder. He leaned down and prepared to slice off the dragoness’s neck.


The dragoness was not completely dumb, she could see the saw in the drake’s hand. She assumed he was here to hurt her again as he’s done in the past. Drawing some blood during sex was not unfamiliar to the dragoness, but what she didn’t expect was for him to go all the way with killing her. Even as he brought the saw up to her neck, she still assumed he was messing around with the predator/prey relationship and didn’t think much of it besides showing a little fear. It wasn’t until the drake started sawing at her neck and making her bleed that she realized she was in trouble. She screamed at the assault and began to struggle: twisting her head, kicking her feet, and shaking her whole body, hoping that the drake would stop playing and instead just fuck her as he always do, but this was no foreplay. The drake held her head still and continued to saw at her neck. The dragoness could smell and taste blood in her mouth and her breathing became agonal. Despite the hell she had suffered for the past eight months, the dragoness still wanted to live, to see what her kids would look like, to be able to be free again one day. She pleaded to the drake with her eyes, her mouth unable to do more than just gurgle as he was halfway through slicing it off. The drake just looked back at her cold-heartedly and sliced the rest of her head off, all the dragoness’s hopes and dreams forever gone at the whim of the drake. 


Her blood immediately began to magically flow onto Nax. He breathed in her essence and let it flow through his veins. His scales became a bit brighter and healthier, now resembling the color of oxygen-rich blood fresh from the heart. Nax felt a bit younger as well. The blood did wonders on his health, and he was glad he made the choice to murder now instead of waiting for the livestock to come back. Now with his blood concern out of the way, Nax could begin to look forward to other pressing matters, like his big horseshaft that had begun to rise after the blood ritual. Nax realized that since the dragoness was dead, he could finally go all the way with fucking her cunt. And with that fat hole still twitching and winking at him, as though inviting him in, he took upon it’s offer to be fucked.


No matter how many times Nax fucked the bitch’s pussy, he always loved every breach of her sex. Her outer folds were bumpy, yet smooth enough to feel pleasurable. As he penetrated further in his horsecock was greeted with many small folds that coalesced into plentiful ridges for his dick to slide along. Bands of muscle grasp along his dick and slight contractions can be felt to put pleasurable pressure on his dick. The contractions aren’t as powerful as when she was alive, but when it comes to dead bodies, you must take what you can get, and Nax was doing plenty of taking as his tongue slid out of his mouth and his eyes glazed over from the amazing feeling of the dead whore’s pussy walls. It didn’t take long for him to reach the end, only about halfway through his cock. Normally, he would be upset at having to stop here, but he promised himself that he would go all the way this time and so with a rough grab of her sides and heavy pressure on her cervix, the drake was able to push through into her womb, blood spewing out of her pussy and down his leg. The drake looked and could tell he was right in waiting until now to penetrate her cervix for the amount of blood coming out of the dragoness was far more than he had ever seen exit her before and would have surely caused her to die earlier than he wanted. As he pushed further into her womb and felt more warm blood join in the fun, he could also feel two masses of flesh pressed against his dick. Nax thought her belly was big for a dragoness, but never did he know that she carried twins! Twins that won’t live long now thanks to their host being dead. Without any outside help these babies will surely be dead in a couple of hours, so Nax decided that he might as well speed things up a bit. It’s not like he could just walk around for help now. 


With his mind having set, Nax fucked up against one of the babies in the bitch’s womb. He could feel the one on the right move around his penis. He imagined its head being right next to his cocktip, ready to be blessed in the seed that made it and it turned him on greatly. Nax began to thrust against the infant’s body harder, crushing it underneath his cock. He could feel its body breaking and turning into mush underneath his fat and wide cockhead, but he didn’t care. He wanted to baptize the little bitches in their mother’s womb before they could even get the chance to be born, to experience life. Nax imagined all the potential he was crushing out of this baby with his cock. Perhaps this child would have grown up to be a famous scientist or athlete, but instead is dying before it can even begin to live by its own father. Nax roared aloud at the thought, and of the awesome feeling of the bitch’s tight cervix clasping around his dick and the babies, innards wrapping around his cock. All the organs and soft bones had been muddled up from the hard fucking and what used to be a developing child is nothing more than mush, and with that thought the drake moaned aloud and came hard inside the dead bitch’s body. His cum came in massive bursts and made the bitch’s body bloat out greatly from the intense stretching it underwent from holding all his semen. Eventually the explosive cum was too much and it squirted outside the bitch’s body onto the drake’s legs. The drake could feel his mind blanking out as he came for an entire minute. When he was done, he looked down and could see his legs covered in sperm and a giant, bloody-white puddle around his feet. He laughed at how much of a mess he made and rested for a moment as his body was shaking so hard from the intense orgasm he had. 


As he calmed down his breathing, he tried thinking of ways to dispose of her body without getting caught but despite the massive orgasm his libido still just wouldn’t go down all the way. He was going to need a few more rounds before he was tapped out for the night. No telling when he’ll be able to play with a dead body after all, but then he remembered that there was another child in the womb he could play with. Nax looked down into the bitch’s cum-soaked pussy, her whole was spread so wide he bet he could fit his hand in there. He reached inside her twat and surely enough his hand reached inside of her with little issue. He felt around the gooey mess until he was able to feel a leg and abruptly tugged the baby out of its mother. It is a girl.


At once the baby started crying, its leg broken from the rough handling and its body too undeveloped still to be out in the open world. Nax hated the sound of a crying baby and promptly shoved his cock in her mouth to shut her up. He thrusted his cock into the baby’s jaw, spreading it wider and wider until it cracked and split open to allow his cock to penetrate the baby’s throat, though his cock didn’t really penetrate as much as it did completely tear up her body and hollow out her squishy insides. Needless to say, the baby died quickly.


Nax was glad his final brat could be of use to him in the few moments she lived. He made quick work of her mouth-hole, her fleshy insides being turned into mush much like her other sibling, just from the inside out this time. Nax’s anger from the crying was sated and replaced by joy as he came again into the ruined insides of the little bitch, his orgasm this time weaker than his previous one due to cumming back-to-back in such short time, but still enough to balloon out the baby’s body and turn her into a sort of funny looking beach ball. With no further use for her, Nax tossed her dead body aside right next to mommy’s blood-spewing neck-hole. 


As he looked at them, he thought that maybe he wouldn’t dispose of their bodies so soon after all. They still had plenty of blood left in them for him to use, and as long as their holes are intact and their bodies not decayed, he thought it better to continue on using them until the next poor soul captured by him comes along. They are his family after all, and a family should always strive to please their father, in life and in death.