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The windragon sighs, his efforts having done nothing, continues on with his shopping while the wheel skitz out again. One bag of this over a can of that gets packed up tight and square, leaving little free room, as Tyler detests multiple trips into town.\n\nHe huffs his way to the first open checkout lane and waits in line, watching the drama in front of him unfold.”Hmph, It won’t scan...” Peach looks at the Cashier with dis-satisfaction. “These coupons won’t scan half the time and you have to enter them manually.” “Well its not out of date, let me try.” The mutt punches in buttons to no effect, “It might be… add?” “You have to use the coupon key” The clerk pushes several more buttons while the line begins to pile up. “Excuse me while I get the manager.” Peach sighs, and waits impatiently.\n\nTyler looks again at the hot furdragon in front of him again, unable to help himself from undressing her with his eyes while he waits. Her phone chimes for a text, spurring his memory… “Peach?” he thinks to himself, since almost no one bothers to change their default ring tone, much less to that one. The manager hustles over to the register to assist with the coupon problem. “Ok, you have to push the plus sign, then, the coupon button.” “Ah… Thank you so much!” The cashier finishes out with the coupon price while his manager returns to the service center.\n\nTyler pulls his own phone out and snaps a picture of Peach real quick while she isn’t looking. “Hey guys, look who showed up in G&H today! Shes still a bitchy thundercunt too!” He sends the text out to his inner circle over his favorite privacy messenger. His ears perk up at the receipt printing with a short screech, shoving his phone back into his pocket “Thank you, have a nice day!” “Like wise…” Peach pushes her stuffed cart off toward the exit, looking at the people around her like shes above them.\n\n“Hi, did you find everything ok?” “Mhmm” he feels the sexual rush in his pants from thinking about Peach, and then all the times him and his friends were bullied and abused by her in school. “Shes the one...” his thoughts murmur while he speeds up bagging his groceries. He rushes the bags back into his cart, stacking them far more crudely than he normally would, but the circumstance warrant haste. “That will be 411.22Ki” “Inflation never sleeps...” Tyler swipes his card … “Thank you, have a nice day!” “You too!” He turns and moves quickly to the door.\n\nThe sun beats down over the sparse parking lot, Tyler hustling back to his truck while scanning for Peach “Where are you, you dumb bitch...” He sees her pop up from behind a semi-nice silver car, halfway done loading her food. “The silver one huh?” His body races with electrified feelings from the surge of adrenaline, having decided hes going through with it. Bags get tossed into his back seat any which way they will fit, giving no quarter to softer and more fragile products. He pushes his cart to the return, watching his prey get in her car and leave her basket by a lamp post. “Shes one of THOSE PRICKS?!” The windragon jumps in his truck and follows her out of the parking lot, keeping several cars distance on the state road. As they go toward the outskirts of town, Tyler slows down, falling back further and further back, trying to do everything right so he isn’t noticed. Both eventually turn off into the old farm and market roads, keeping Peach just at the edge of sight. And several hundred meters ahead of him.\n\nBzzt Bzzzt Bzzzzt!!! Tyler fusses with is pocket to get his phone and has a laundry list of messages come in from Alex “Dude, seriously? You saw Peachwings!?” “Yo you guna answer?” “wooohooo?” Setting the device in its cradle, he taps speech to text. “I was busy dude, I can’t be on this thing all the time! Besides, I’m trying to follow her.” “Following her? Alright what are you up to Tyler?” “You know what I was saying earlier about finding a bigger animal? Well, shes the one!” “I still remember how abusive she was in school, wasn’t she the one who sprayed your wings in that glue shit?” “Yep...” “Well take pictures for me!” “Alright, (wink)!”\n\nPeach turns down a road marked dead end while her pursuer loads local maps up on his phone and switches it to earth view. “Only one house huh? Wow shes in the middle of nowhere!” Driving on passed the dead end sign and heading home. “Alex, I know where she lives now, is remote as fuck! Perfect place too! Do you want in?” “Nah, not my thing...” “Alright”.\n\n\n\n\nC2 – Devious Plans\n\nThe furdragon brings in his groceries, one load after another and flops in his recliner for some news. “Psh, more bullshit!” He takes out his fancy phone and loosens his belt so he might more easily rub his sheath to thoughts of Peach. Tyler releases a long sigh of pent up tension while tapping away on his phone. “Alright, I know I entered that password correctly!!! Psh! Contacts… Pills” Dialing up his favorite dealer. “Yo, Tyler, whats been going on, how you hangin?” “The usual bullshit, work, work, work, some playtime, spending time in my workshop.” “Yo, Regez loves that pistol you made for me! If your job ever tanks, you totally have a career in gunsmithing, the shits getting expensive these days!” “Did he take it?! You didn’t tell him I made it did you?” “What? No he didn’t take it, he just loves the craftsmanship, told him it was a gift from a friend and he left it at that.” “That works, as long as he isn’t asking for me. I’m not setup to do mass production.” “Yeah, you need to build a rifling machine right?” “A better one, the one I made now is primitive, but it get the job done for short pistol barrels” “Well, you do you, so what do you need man? You called.”\n\n“A while back ago, you said you had something called snooze? Right? It was like roofies but only lasted half an hour?” “Yeah man, half an hour at best, probably closer to ten or fifteen minutes, you need some?” “I do indeed need some, now that I’m thinking about amounts, how much to dose, say, everything in fridge?” “The whole fridge?! Damn man, usually you need someone average to drink two good drops of the stuff, so… let me think a bit.” “mhmm, think away” . . . “Yeah, you are probably going to want at least 16 drops to a gallon, 20 for milk, just to make sure they get enough.” “Sweet...” Tyler gets a dirty grin imagining dragging his prize through the house, his free hand sliding his sheath back and forth over his penis. “How much of this do you have and how much is it?” “One, 10ml bottle, comes with a little glass eye dropper thing too… I can let it go for 1,200Ki, for your purposes, you are probably better off with the whole bottle anyway, never know when you will need extra.” “Extra definitely could come in handy, but damn, 1200, let me check my bank.” “Sure...”\n\nTyler crawls out of his recliner all sluggish and slinks out into his garage. Sliding some old plywood out of the way reveals his crudely hidden safe. He spins the dial, right several times and onto zero before dialing in his combination. The heavy latches give way at the turn of the lever, the squeaky door swaying open, exposing various documents in neatly stacked piles. Tyler counts his little stacks of cash held by rubber bands, “Yo man you still there?” “yeah?” “I got 1,200Ki, you wana hit up my place or or someplace else?” “Nah, your place is always nice, I’ll be over in a few.” “Alright.”\n\nTyler takes the money and locks up, grabbing a cold sparkling water from his fridge and eagerly returning to his recliner so he can comment at the TV and how ridiculous the talking head opinions are. His left hand slips back into his pants, rubbing himself just enough to feel good but not so much that he would blow his load. The channels flip back and forth between news station for about 25 minutes until there is a harsh banging on his front door.\n\n“Pills!” Tyler holds the door open for a non-descript, yellow-dog canine to enter. “Sup man...” The door latches behind them. “Life been treating you right?” “Its been alright, given the slicks have almost everything locked down, most of my usual contacts are low so my stock is running a little thin.” “I hear they are setting up checkpoints on just about every major road.” “Yeah, you are hearing right, fucking strip searches in the middle of the freeway, the whole damn can of stupid has been opened lately. If only they worked as hard at justice as they do at searching for contraband and dissenters.” “Shitty times, at least we aren’t back to being slaves… yet.” “Don’t even go there Tyler, you might jinx it.” “pshhhh”\n\nPills digs around in his pocket and pulls out a little dark glass bottle, wrapped in tan paper, no bigger than his thumb. “I got the goods, what about you?” “Here ya go man, 1200, this will knock someone out right?” “Yeah, I tested it on myself and it sets on in about 5 minutes. It hits hard and fast, disassociation, drowsiness, you just want to sleep and you do, like a rock, hence the name “snooze”, it just wears off pretty quickly too. I really wouldn’t leave someones ability to tolerate the effects to chance, what ever you want to do, you should do fast. Oh, and don’t get it on your skin, is absorbs through, its also light sensitive, hence the dark bottle, but its not like a short exposure is going to break it down overnight.” “Nifty, this ehh, should work well enough… you want a drink or anything?” “Cute… but nah, I gota get running, like I said, don’t get it on your skin! Probably just keep it in the fridge, cool and dark in there.” “Alright, I’ll try to avoid touching the mysterious, light sensitive, liquid!” “Oh, and I know I say it makes the person really tired and want to sleep, but with the disassociation added in, they literally don’t care what is happening around them.” “Ah… as long as it works.” “right.”\n\nPills makes haste to the door, “Hit me up if you need anything else man!” “Alright!” Tyler peaks out the window and spies on his dealer as he leaves. “Well, 1,200 isn’t too bad, as long as it works” Tyler marches into his kitchen and pours a glass of milk. “Two drops, 30 minutes huh? Milk is the greatest common denominator ” He drips two drops into his drink and puts the rest in his fridge, setting the timer on his watch. “We shall see...” He sucks down his drink and plops back into his recliner to catch up the latest mainstream news. Within minutes hes filling the room with profuse yawns and dragon squeaks, zoning in and out, “Damn this shit IS fast!… what if I try and… fuck it…” The winged dragon flops over in his recliner and hits a power nap, only to wake up surprisingly refreshed. “Damn, now isn’t this shit a nice sleep aid!”\n\nC3 – Breaking an Entry\n\nTyler punches away at his computer, taking distance measurements around Peachwings’ house, planning multiple escape routes if plans fall apart. “Yeah… I could wait out there with a little telescope and jump right in when she leaves, hmm...” Tussling the junk in one of his boxes of old computer hardware, he grabs a dinged up cell phone he hasn’t used in years… “Sweet, it still works, now I don’t have to fork out for a web cam!” The small device gets a healthy update of remote camera software while he checks for WPS functionality, connecting to the remote camera though his current phone. “So it’a work...” He adds the phones to his small laptop bag, already stuffed with the drugs, camera, duct tape, rope, and other assorted accessories. The furdragon looks over his collection of knives, wondering just which one he should take with him, feeling all shapes and sizes, flicking them open and shut, swinging them around in the air. “Its got to be a special one” he swings open a tactical black tanto folder, its edge still factory sharp. “You...” He opens and closes it several times, adjusting the resistance so it freely flicks open at the twitch of a wrist “Yeah, its this sweet one...” A furry tail slinks away, the dragon wanting to go to sleep early since tomorrow will be extremely early.\n\nBzzt Bzzzt BZZZZT!!! a phone vibrates in the bed sheets, the sun still not yet up. Tyler checks the time on his phone, “blarrr…! 4:10AM” and rolls out of bed onto his feet, sitting there for several minutes dozing in and out. He drudges through his morning routine, finally awake after his shower and a good brushing. “Hopefully shes still sleeping...” The knife gets snatched up and thrown in the bag, Tyler jetting out the door and airing his wings some before before he jumps into his old, rusted, beater truck. “4:25, hmph...” The engine comes to life and its off to to the back roads. Driving passed the dead end sign once more, Tyler drives down an old side road and parks just in the grass, roughly half a kilometer from Peachwing’s home and makes his way into the forest.\n\n“I see you now bitch.” Tyler nestles in and gets comfortable in the trees, pulling out his phone to message his friends. “Alex, I’m out behind her house, looks like shes about to run off to work.” . . . . . . “Fine, keep sleeping!” He watches and waits, eyes following the girl around through her windows from about 60 meters away. The dragon checks his watch, “4:50AM, what, don’t you know how to get to your job on time?” Tyler peaks through his binoculars, looking for cameras or anything resembling an alarm. “Tsh, this should be easy.” Peach looks at the clock on her oven and quickly makes a run for the door, doubling back for her bag. “Yeah, no shit...” Peach drives off in a hurry, and late for work.\n\nTyler hustles down, out of the bushes and begins testing all of the windows, hoping there is a lucky unlocked one. “mmmmph...” Tyler looks up at the second story, wondering if…; He drops his bag and jumps with the heavy beat of his wings, latching onto each of the top windows. “Oh come on! She locks ALL of them!?” repeating the motion for the next window, and the next, before dropping back down to his bag. He looks all around him… with no one in sight, or even hearing. Digging around in his satchel produces a small home made lockpick set. Stepping up to the stained brown door, with its mundane windows, Tyler opens his small kit and begins work on the deadbolt. But, before he sticks the rake in, he wonders to himself, “Well, you never know...” and turns the knob… pushing the door open. “Well isn’t that some bullshit.”\n\nHe wastes no time entering, closing the door behind him and heading straight to the fridge. “Well Peachy, just what do you have in here.” Tyler pulls out a bottle of orange juice and takes a small drink from it, setting it down so he can get the snooze drops out. He gives the little glass bottle a swirl and unscrews the eyedropper, giving the contents a bit of a sniff. “meh...” One by one he drips the liquid into the cartons, “Best give it some extra.” touching on each of the containers, even popping the safety cap off the second unopened milk jug and dosing it too. “What else… Some on the cheese, a little on the butter, coffee creamer… that should do it.”\n\nCarefully capping the bottle, he returns it to the bag and takes a little time to wander around Peaches house. Nosing through her private pictures, jewelry, both the master and guest bedrooms. “Not too bad… at least she isn’t a pig.” His phone rumbles about in his pocket… “Damnit, thats what I still need to do!” he checks his messages to see Alex finally responding. “You are actually at her house? You sure you want to do this? Its kind of a leap from ferals” “Are you objecting? Its not like anyone is going to come looking for me anyway.” “Just checking man..” “Psh, well, I still got work to do here so I’ll TTYL, oh, and I found her actual name too, its ‘Svetlana Dinara’” “No shit?” “No shit...” Tyler pockets his phone and gets the older one out of his bag, seeking out Peach’s router. “Alright, WPS, do you have a button for that… YES!” Tyler walks back to the kitchen and hides the makeshift spy camera in the china cabinet, pointed directly at the fridge, confirming the view from his phone.\n\nA car door shuts just outside the house. “What…? SHIT!!!” He grabs his bag and races for the back door, easing it closed so as to not make nose. The dragon hops over the bushes and wild shrubs, quickly laying flat to the ground just behind them. “What the shit is she doing back!?!” He pulls out his phone and texts Alex… “The bitch is back… WTF?!” He switches over to his camera in her kitchen.\n\nC4 – Bottoms Up\n\nPeach tosses her bag on the sofa and starts thumbing her phone. “Yeah, I forgot I got taken off the schedule for today, got up early for nothing! Whatever, at least I get to go back to sleep, today felt kind of shitty anyway.” She sighs, tossing her phone by her bag and marches into the kitchen to cook a respectable breakfast… Tyler spies through his little vantage point in the cabinet, go on honey, get plenty of it. Peachwings cracks one egg after another, scrambling them with the laced butter. “Psh, The heat probably destroyed it all” Tyler patiently watches her shuffle around the kitchen, all while playing with the knife hes going to use. Peach puts the eggs to the side and fries some hashbrowns in the residual butter, returning to the fridge for a full glass of orange juice. Tyler widens his legs in the leafy grass, his sheath tingling from the swelling. “Drink it girl, drink it...” His eyes widen as Peach chases her food with the tainted drink. “YES!”\n\nThe dragoness sets her dishes in the sink and rinses them off, taking the time to dry them and put them away… “Wow, she really is clean...” Tyler observes the first signs of the drugs kicking in, as Peach lets out a powerful yawn. “Thats right, go up to the bed and crash out…” He scoots up to the edge of the shrubs and looks in through the livingroom window, Peach letting out another drawn out yawn. She takes her phone and starts a typical case of thumb abuse while standing in the middle of the room. “Seriously? Go to bed already!!!” Tyler sees her doze and step forward a bit, finally turning the corner of the hall leading into her bedroom. “Finally!” The furdragon sets his timer and sits in the bushes for another two minutes before making his way inside, giving the drugs time to fully kick in, undisturbed.\n\nHe slips through the still unlocked backdoor and walks carefully into Peaches room, knife in hand. Stepping closer to the sleeping dragoness, he takes a moment to admire how cute she is and carefully rolls her over onto her back. Peach’s t-shirt slides up some, catching Tylers gaze… “Nmmph… mmph…” Peach mumbles nothings into the air. “Ok...” Tyler collects himself, and gets the camera and mini-tripod out of his bag, starting the video record. The rope coming next, he pulls the girls arms straight out and wraps the rope around her hands, tying it tight, then lashing them down to the base board. He moves quickly, the clock in the back of his mind, not willing to feel safe until she is completely secured. One foot after the other, he ties them down to the legs of the bed, although leaving some slack, so she can shift around. Tyler takes out the duct tape and wraps the rope and her wrists several times, just to be extra safe.\n\nHe takes his phone out and snaps a picture of her tied down in the bed. Grabbing his knife, he reaches for her pants, stopping short of cutting it. “scissors, there should be some around here somewhere...” he thinks, checking various drawers for such a primitive tool, not wanting to use his knife for such a petty task. “Yes...” Tyler finds such an item lurking in the dresser and begins slowly cutting her shirt off. “Lets see whats in these!” He unbuckles her belt, slipping her jeans down so he can rum his hand between her warm thighs. Her pants get cut off and pulled out from under her, the clothing being thrown into the middle of the floor without care. “The last one…” Tyler’s face fills with a dirty grin, slowly cutting her underwear off. His hand naturally gravitating to his sheath rubbing his throbbing penis. “This is too good...”\n\nTyler strips in front of the camera without so much as a hint of shame and crawls in between peaches legs. The dragons meat slides out of his sheath when he presses his hips into Peach and wraps his arms around her warm body, pushing his penis inside her. “oh..”. Running his hands through her fur, he molests his prey in any which way that pleases him. Tyler slides in and out between her sweet nethers, pressing his hands down into the mattress, his throbbing shaft slides into her again, his wings slowly spreading out into the room with each smooth motion. Violating her body brings almost as much pleasure as the sex its self, thinking back at every time she abused him, struck him, mocked him, and now hes on top of her, raping her as he sees fit. “mmph...” Tyler’s wings stretch out to the ceiling, the tips twitching down just a bit as he presses himself as far as he possibly can into Peach, blowing several lewd rushes into her slit. “Mmm…! Take it girl, because there’s a lot more where that came from.\n\nThe fur dragon’s wings fold back down, pulling his tender wet member out of her body and letting it sit in her bed cover. Reaching for his knife from the end of the bed, he flicks it open again, setting it on Peach’s navel with the blade pointed up at her throat. “Today is going to be so fucking fun...” Tyler gets up and takes some of the semen still dripping from his meat and rubs it on Peachs lips. Stepping over to the camera, he turns it off, paying a visit to the bathroom, as well as get some water from the tap, since all the drinks are tainted in the kitchen. Shaking his wings out, the dragon flops into one of peach’s chairs and recharges, watching peach, waiting for her to wake up.\n\nTyler checks his watch, the display showing a little passed 30 minutes. The velcro peals off, and he drops the watch on his pile of cloths… “nah those should go outside...” kicking them off into the bathroom. He looks at Peach, still sleeping, “seriously? Get up already! Psh!” He turns on the camera, orienting it just a little bit better at the bed and crawls back over his victim, sheath swaying between his legs. “Peach… PEACH!!” He shakes her maw and rubs her lips around, even giving her a hard slap on the nose in order to wake her up. “Nrrmmph...” “There you are! Long time no see?”\n\nC -5 Play Time\n\n“Nrrrm…” Peach shifts in the bed and tries to brush her nose, the ropes making the bed frame give a gentle creak. “What the fuck!?” The dragoness jerks and tosses around on the the bed, Tyler’s knife sliding off of into the covers. “GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!!” Tyler slides back to his knees and sits between the girls legs “Hahahaha… No.” “What do you want? Money? Take whatever you want, just get off me!!!” “Bitch, if I wanted money, you wouldn’t be naked on the bed on the bed.” “NO, NO DON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!” Tyler runs his hands all up and down Peaches body, defying her ridiculous commands. He molests her tits, his fingers stroking her arms and down her flanks, inciting her into a screaming frenzy. “HAIILP!!! GET OFF ME!!! GET OFF!!! SOMEONE HELP!!!” Peachwing thrusts her hips up into the air, twisting and turning and throwing a child’s tantrum like she was afflicted with hysteria.\n\n“Peach… If you really think anyone is going to hear you out in the middle of nowhere, much less with all of these thick walls and insulation around us, I have a bridge to sell you.” “Fuck you!” “But, you can scream all you want, I know you will be screaming your heart out when I cut your belly open.” “No… No… no… You can’t do that…” “Yes, I can do that, and the best part is, I’m going to have sex with you all day, and all night, for as long as it takes, until you are sobbing, begging for me to do it.” “WHY!!!? WHY!!!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS H H Sss!!! WHYYY!!!?” “I’m telling you Peach, you can’t stop me from doing what I want to you and when you are ready to make it stop, you will scream the magic words, sing them, say them in any which way I tell you to, and then I’ll grant your request. Why should I address why? You should know why, unless you have forgotten me.”\n\nTyler lords over Peach and rubs his sheath against her vag, fur dragging on fur. Reaching down, he pulls the soft cover back from his penis and plunges into Peach’s warm slit. “Ahh yesss…” He digs his arms around her hips, humping firmly into her, while she fruitlessly fights with her bindings. you really don’t remember me do you Peach?” “REMEMBER YOU? I DON’T FUCKING CARE WHO YOU ARE!!!” The bed rocks back and forth with her struggling, Tyler trying to keep his meat inside of her through the tussle. He squeezes her like a big plush toy, indenting his genitals to hers, her incessant fighting being more than enough to rub his member the right way. “GET OFF OF ME BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” Feathers drop loose from her wings, beating them off the edges of the bed. Tyler bites down onto her neck and lets his load out once more inside her body, his feet digging into the bed, pushing himself as far into her as he can… “ERRRRM!!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!”\n\nTyler releases her throat and slinks back off of her, sitting on his knees between her thighs. “See, now that wasn’t so bad was it?” “FUCK YOU!” “Nah, fuck you, actually, thats the second time I’ve fucked you!” “WHAT?” “Yep, I had plenty of time to play with you while you were sleeping.” Tyler runs his fingers into Peachwing’s vagina, making her kick and jerk her hips up. “ARRRHAA!!!” “Tisk tisk, you can’t get away, I made absolutely sure of that. Now open your mouth.” “If you even try to stick your dick in my mouth, I’ll bite it off!” “You would like that wouldn’t you? Well, thats why I brought this along.” He jumps off the bed, penis tossing in the air and gets his satchel bag on the bed, He pulls out a piece of PVC pipe and a straight joint for it. “Now open your mouth!” Tyler climbs ontop of her chest and sit, bopping Peach on the nose over and over with the end of the pipe, nagging her...”open your mouth, open your mouth, open your mouth, Peach!!! open your mouth!” “FUCK YO AHRLLLP AHHH AHRRRHH” Her teeth grinding on the PVC as he shoves it into her mouth sideways so she can’t bite down.. “Now look here bitch, this piece of joint pipe is going in your mouth, and its getting taped shut, you can either play nice, or I can start making it extremely painful for you. Understand?\n\nPeach’s ears fold back a little when she finally accepts whats happening, her eyes slowly water when Tyler puts his knee into her throat and starts wrapping the duct tape around her muzzle. “Hold this with your teeth, go on...” Pinching the pipe in her maw, Tyler wraps the tape tight around her muzzle rather tight, pinching the skin down. “Save your tears, you are going to need them for what comes later.” The furdragon waddles up to her head, his still wet penis slipping down through the pipe and grinding across the rough texture of her tongue. “Oh wow… You ARE amazing Peach, Mmmph, this one won’t take too long… say, isn’t this the same mouth that would always steal my lunch from me all those years ago?” “TMMLER!?” She squeaks out through the mouth full of dragon… “Thats right, I’m Tyler, the kid you would ways beat, bully, steal from, well one of a few you and your cunt fiends abused year after year!” Peach resumes her thrashing, her tears and sniveling turned to anger one more, unable to accept the fact that shes now being mouth-fucked by someone she looked down upon.\n\n“Oh fuck yes, squirm girl, squirm!” Tyler slips and slides his meat through the smooth pipe, rutting into the dragoness’ tongue which is desperately trying to push his penis back out. Tyler straddles over her face, his balls touching Peach’s chin again and again, “Keep doing that girl, keep licking it” He grips her muzzle like a sex toy and thrusts into it the warm pleasure, humping it like a toy, busting what little load he was able to muster, dripping his seed under her tongue while his toy gags, her feet digging into the covers, trying to resist the violation with every ounce of her strength. “Take it Peach, take it all!” Tyler pulls out of her maw and perches on her chest, squeezing his penis for what little bit of cum that wasn’t squirt out. “Here you go!” He rums the gray cream across her nose and face, causing her to start tearing up again.\n\nC6 – Its the Inside That Counts!\n\nTyler slips off of Peach and stretches out, his penis slowly going limp again, slipping back inside of his sheath. He looks at the sobbing girl tied down to the bed… ‘I’ll say it again, save your tears until you are ready to call and end to this...” The bound windragon beats her back into the bed, screaming and howling through the short piece of pipe. “GRRT MRRE” “What was that?” he rubs his hand inside Peach’s thigh, her slit leaking he seed out from past violations. Stepping up to her muzzle so he might remove the tape from the teary eyed girl. The tape rips off, taking her fur with it, she spits the pipe out of her maw and continues her moaping sounds. “Gut me...” She says in her sniveling voice… “What was that?” “I said fucking gut me you fucking fuck!” “Annnnt!! That isn’t what I told you to say! “THAT IS WHAT YOU FUCK TOLD ME TO SAY!!!” Peach balls out crying in her bed. “No, it was something along the lines of ‘cut my belly open’, but I think a please is in order now.” “Then cut my fucking belly open...” “What did I just say?” “I don’t know…” the tears rolling down her cheeks… “Please cut my belly open?” “I would be so happy to Peachwings! Look at this smile, this is a happy smile! But I need to freshen up a bit first, I want to be inside you in when I do it. “The fu hu ck… JUST DO IT!!! JUST FUCKING DO IT!!”\n\nTyler reaches over Peach for his knife that got tossed over to the edge of the bed in all the sex and puts it back on top of her navel so she can look at it. “Here ya go, you can think about whats coming while I go take a piss.” Peach looks at the knife sitting on her belly, wondering just how painful this is going to be, he naked body squirming on top of the bed while Tyler takes a piss, drinking from the faucet once more. He stands square at the foot of the bed and looks at Peachwings on her back crying, arms and legs outstretched to the four corners of the bed. “Alright Peach, are you ready to get started?” The girls only response being a burst of more sniveling. “I’ll take that as a yes.”\n\nThe windragon crawls up onto the bed with Peach, his knees wedging between her thighs. “I guess I won’t push my dick inside you, shit would be such an awkward position.” He takes the brand new knife in his hand “I would ask, how you want me to do it, but you don’t look like you are in any condition to answer, so its whatever… … Don’t worry, I’ll take my time.” Tyler grips the skin on her left flank, pulling it tight. Peach can’t help but squirm in anticipation, her breathing slowly increasing in pace. The knife plunges down into her side as her screaming fills the room. “Oh hush, its not THAT bad, you are just thinking about it too much… but hey, think about this!” He rips the knife halfway up Peach’s flank, having to saw and tear it through the middle of her belly. “AAAAAIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHH, AIHHIIIIIIRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AHRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIHHHHH!!!!” “Fuck yes, oh fuck yes!!!!!” Tyler watches rubbery slick vestiges protrude out of Peachwings flank while she thrashes on the bed, screaming like a little girl getting her first spanking! “HOLD STILL DAMNIT!” Running into increasing difficulty cutting her flesh, he stabs the knife into her other flank and thrusts it in and out until he has her ripped completely open. His hands twitch as he watches Peach throw her hissy fit.\n\n“Peach… PEACH!” He calls out with a dirty grin…” getting no answer, he digs through her guts while she clenches her binds, screaming in the bed with her pathetic cries of agony. Tyler tears open the netted sack holding her intestines together and spreads them out over the side of her flank. The screaming dragoness occasionally glancing down at Tyler to find out what hes going. “HEY PEACH!!! PEACH!!! LOOK AT ME!!!” Tyler holds Peachwing’s small intestines up in the air for her to see, still attached inside of her. “OAH OAHHHH!!!” At a loss for words she pulls once more on her bindings, unable to bear the overwhelming pain across her navel.\n\nTyler sets the knife down beside her and wipes off some of the blood onto her bed sheets. He reaches down for his sheath, sliding it back so he can push his member side Peach one more time. His belly rubbing against the small pile of intestines sitting on her stomach… “Peach… you have no idea how good this feels...” Latching onto her throat again with his teeth, he hugs her, squeezing her, and thrusting his penis inside her slit while she screams and cries out from the burning pain. “Er Lwittel Lwonger” He mutters out with his mouth over her. His meat throbbing from the climax of events, her slit clenching tightly around his penis as he gives her one more good raping. He slips in and out of her, his genitals hurting from having sex so many times in short order. Propping his hands up ontop of her chest, he pump, and pumps and thrusts into her body, pulsing like a lewd animal. He blows his load inside of her, looking down at her entrails with a child’s glee.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nC7 – Cleanup\n\nTyler pants over her, his white fur covered in her blood. “Alright Peach, NOW, I’ll gut you.” The dragon takes up his knife once again and digs both hands into her belly, swimming and worming his way to the top of her stomach and slicing it free. “I bet that orange juice was nice wasn’t it?” rolling it out of the gaping wound, he liberates her fleshy liver, “You don’t need this anymore...” promptly throwing it at her face. The dragon flicks the blood off his hands, splattering it on the beautiful pink walls. Her body shifting and turning in the covers, still trying to survive by instinct, far flung from her violent kicking, thrashing, and screaming… she lies there crying, letting him work his grisly task. Tyler rolls her intestines around, trying to find the ligaments that are still holding them in place… frustrated with it, he grips them and stands on the bed, ripping them up while Peach stares at the monster tearing her guts out.\n\nThe ceiling fan nips Tylers ears, catching his attention and he stop the fan… “perfect...” slapping the bloody mess over one of the blades and letting it spin again, painting a ring of blood around the room. He looks down at peach, whom is going into laborious breathing. “Don’t die yet Peach, I still have to skin you.” His phone buzzes in his pants over in the bathroom, Alex wanting to know whats up again… Tyler takes a picture of Peach with her bowels strung across the room and sends it to him. “Fuck me dude, you really killed her?” “Not yet, shes still alive, still need to skin her, gather up all the jewelry and burn the place down. Skin should get a nice price on the markets.” “SHES STILL ALIVE LIKE THAT!?” “Stuff doesn’t just die when you gut it dude, it takes a while to bleed out. I’ll be done in about an hour.”\n\nTyler wraps up the mess in the bedroom and takes a nice hot shower in her bathroom, before packing up anything small and valuable, including her skin, which he shoved into a trash bag. “what else...” looking around for anything else, even the graphics card from her desktop, fitting almost everything inside his re-purposed laptop bag. Dropping it off by the back door, he goes into the yard and gets a gas can, soaking the whole bedroom, kitchen, trailing it through the living room and out the door. He takes his bag and a BBQ lighter and lights the house ablaze. The windragon strikes down with his wings and huffs it over the short stretch of forest back to his truck and promptly gets out of there before the fire department shows up.","description_bbcode_parsed":"https://www.furaffinity.net/view/26071554/


Reunion

C1 – Stalker's Sight

Tyler puts his boot against the squeeky, spinning wheel on his grocery cart and grinds it back and forth, hoping it would fix the problem. The windragon sighs, his efforts having done nothing, continues on with his shopping while the wheel skitz out again. One bag of this over a can of that gets packed up tight and square, leaving little free room, as Tyler detests multiple trips into town.

He huffs his way to the first open checkout lane and waits in line, watching the drama in front of him unfold.”Hmph, It won’t scan...” Peach looks at the Cashier with dis-satisfaction. “These coupons won’t scan half the time and you have to enter them manually.” “Well its not out of date, let me try.” The mutt punches in buttons to no effect, “It might be… add?” “You have to use the coupon key” The clerk pushes several more buttons while the line begins to pile up. “Excuse me while I get the manager.” Peach sighs, and waits impatiently.

Tyler looks again at the hot furdragon in front of him again, unable to help himself from undressing her with his eyes while he waits. Her phone chimes for a text, spurring his memory… “Peach?” he thinks to himself, since almost no one bothers to change their default ring tone, much less to that one. The manager hustles over to the register to assist with the coupon problem. “Ok, you have to push the plus sign, then, the coupon button.” “Ah… Thank you so much!” The cashier finishes out with the coupon price while his manager returns to the service center.

Tyler pulls his own phone out and snaps a picture of Peach real quick while she isn’t looking. “Hey guys, look who showed up in G&H today! Shes still a bitchy thundercunt too!” He sends the text out to his inner circle over his favorite privacy messenger. His ears perk up at the receipt printing with a short screech, shoving his phone back into his pocket “Thank you, have a nice day!” “Like wise…” Peach pushes her stuffed cart off toward the exit, looking at the people around her like shes above them.

“Hi, did you find everything ok?” “Mhmm” he feels the sexual rush in his pants from thinking about Peach, and then all the times him and his friends were bullied and abused by her in school. “Shes the one...” his thoughts murmur while he speeds up bagging his groceries. He rushes the bags back into his cart, stacking them far more crudely than he normally would, but the circumstance warrant haste. “That will be 411.22Ki” “Inflation never sleeps...” Tyler swipes his card … “Thank you, have a nice day!” “You too!” He turns and moves quickly to the door.

The sun beats down over the sparse parking lot, Tyler hustling back to his truck while scanning for Peach “Where are you, you dumb bitch...” He sees her pop up from behind a semi-nice silver car, halfway done loading her food. “The silver one huh?” His body races with electrified feelings from the surge of adrenaline, having decided hes going through with it. Bags get tossed into his back seat any which way they will fit, giving no quarter to softer and more fragile products. He pushes his cart to the return, watching his prey get in her car and leave her basket by a lamp post. “Shes one of THOSE PRICKS?!” The windragon jumps in his truck and follows her out of the parking lot, keeping several cars distance on the state road. As they go toward the outskirts of town, Tyler slows down, falling back further and further back, trying to do everything right so he isn’t noticed. Both eventually turn off into the old farm and market roads, keeping Peach just at the edge of sight. And several hundred meters ahead of him.

Bzzt Bzzzt Bzzzzt!!! Tyler fusses with is pocket to get his phone and has a laundry list of messages come in from Alex “Dude, seriously? You saw Peachwings!?” “Yo you guna answer?” “wooohooo?” Setting the device in its cradle, he taps speech to text. “I was busy dude, I can’t be on this thing all the time! Besides, I’m trying to follow her.” “Following her? Alright what are you up to Tyler?” “You know what I was saying earlier about finding a bigger animal? Well, shes the one!” “I still remember how abusive she was in school, wasn’t she the one who sprayed your wings in that glue shit?” “Yep...” “Well take pictures for me!” “Alright, (wink)!”

Peach turns down a road marked dead end while her pursuer loads local maps up on his phone and switches it to earth view. “Only one house huh? Wow shes in the middle of nowhere!” Driving on passed the dead end sign and heading home. “Alex, I know where she lives now, is remote as fuck! Perfect place too! Do you want in?” “Nah, not my thing...” “Alright”.




C2 – Devious Plans

The furdragon brings in his groceries, one load after another and flops in his recliner for some news. “Psh, more bullshit!” He takes out his fancy phone and loosens his belt so he might more easily rub his sheath to thoughts of Peach. Tyler releases a long sigh of pent up tension while tapping away on his phone. “Alright, I know I entered that password correctly!!! Psh! Contacts… Pills” Dialing up his favorite dealer. “Yo, Tyler, whats been going on, how you hangin?” “The usual bullshit, work, work, work, some playtime, spending time in my workshop.” “Yo, Regez loves that pistol you made for me! If your job ever tanks, you totally have a career in gunsmithing, the shits getting expensive these days!” “Did he take it?! You didn’t tell him I made it did you?” “What? No he didn’t take it, he just loves the craftsmanship, told him it was a gift from a friend and he left it at that.” “That works, as long as he isn’t asking for me. I’m not setup to do mass production.” “Yeah, you need to build a rifling machine right?” “A better one, the one I made now is primitive, but it get the job done for short pistol barrels” “Well, you do you, so what do you need man? You called.”

“A while back ago, you said you had something called snooze? Right? It was like roofies but only lasted half an hour?” “Yeah man, half an hour at best, probably closer to ten or fifteen minutes, you need some?” “I do indeed need some, now that I’m thinking about amounts, how much to dose, say, everything in fridge?” “The whole fridge?! Damn man, usually you need someone average to drink two good drops of the stuff, so… let me think a bit.” “mhmm, think away” . . . “Yeah, you are probably going to want at least 16 drops to a gallon, 20 for milk, just to make sure they get enough.” “Sweet...” Tyler gets a dirty grin imagining dragging his prize through the house, his free hand sliding his sheath back and forth over his penis. “How much of this do you have and how much is it?” “One, 10ml bottle, comes with a little glass eye dropper thing too… I can let it go for 1,200Ki, for your purposes, you are probably better off with the whole bottle anyway, never know when you will need extra.” “Extra definitely could come in handy, but damn, 1200, let me check my bank.” “Sure...”

Tyler crawls out of his recliner all sluggish and slinks out into his garage. Sliding some old plywood out of the way reveals his crudely hidden safe. He spins the dial, right several times and onto zero before dialing in his combination. The heavy latches give way at the turn of the lever, the squeaky door swaying open, exposing various documents in neatly stacked piles. Tyler counts his little stacks of cash held by rubber bands, “Yo man you still there?” “yeah?” “I got 1,200Ki, you wana hit up my place or or someplace else?” “Nah, your place is always nice, I’ll be over in a few.” “Alright.”

Tyler takes the money and locks up, grabbing a cold sparkling water from his fridge and eagerly returning to his recliner so he can comment at the TV and how ridiculous the talking head opinions are. His left hand slips back into his pants, rubbing himself just enough to feel good but not so much that he would blow his load. The channels flip back and forth between news station for about 25 minutes until there is a harsh banging on his front door.

“Pills!” Tyler holds the door open for a non-descript, yellow-dog canine to enter. “Sup man...” The door latches behind them. “Life been treating you right?” “Its been alright, given the slicks have almost everything locked down, most of my usual contacts are low so my stock is running a little thin.” “I hear they are setting up checkpoints on just about every major road.” “Yeah, you are hearing right, fucking strip searches in the middle of the freeway, the whole damn can of stupid has been opened lately. If only they worked as hard at justice as they do at searching for contraband and dissenters.” “Shitty times, at least we aren’t back to being slaves… yet.” “Don’t even go there Tyler, you might jinx it.” “pshhhh”

Pills digs around in his pocket and pulls out a little dark glass bottle, wrapped in tan paper, no bigger than his thumb. “I got the goods, what about you?” “Here ya go man, 1200, this will knock someone out right?” “Yeah, I tested it on myself and it sets on in about 5 minutes. It hits hard and fast, disassociation, drowsiness, you just want to sleep and you do, like a rock, hence the name “snooze”, it just wears off pretty quickly too. I really wouldn’t leave someones ability to tolerate the effects to chance, what ever you want to do, you should do fast. Oh, and don’t get it on your skin, is absorbs through, its also light sensitive, hence the dark bottle, but its not like a short exposure is going to break it down overnight.” “Nifty, this ehh, should work well enough… you want a drink or anything?” “Cute… but nah, I gota get running, like I said, don’t get it on your skin! Probably just keep it in the fridge, cool and dark in there.” “Alright, I’ll try to avoid touching the mysterious, light sensitive, liquid!” “Oh, and I know I say it makes the person really tired and want to sleep, but with the disassociation added in, they literally don’t care what is happening around them.” “Ah… as long as it works.” “right.”

Pills makes haste to the door, “Hit me up if you need anything else man!” “Alright!” Tyler peaks out the window and spies on his dealer as he leaves. “Well, 1,200 isn’t too bad, as long as it works” Tyler marches into his kitchen and pours a glass of milk. “Two drops, 30 minutes huh? Milk is the greatest common denominator ” He drips two drops into his drink and puts the rest in his fridge, setting the timer on his watch. “We shall see...” He sucks down his drink and plops back into his recliner to catch up the latest mainstream news. Within minutes hes filling the room with profuse yawns and dragon squeaks, zoning in and out, “Damn this shit IS fast!… what if I try and… fuck it…” The winged dragon flops over in his recliner and hits a power nap, only to wake up surprisingly refreshed. “Damn, now isn’t this shit a nice sleep aid!”

C3 – Breaking an Entry

Tyler punches away at his computer, taking distance measurements around Peachwings’ house, planning multiple escape routes if plans fall apart. “Yeah… I could wait out there with a little telescope and jump right in when she leaves, hmm...” Tussling the junk in one of his boxes of old computer hardware, he grabs a dinged up cell phone he hasn’t used in years… “Sweet, it still works, now I don’t have to fork out for a web cam!” The small device gets a healthy update of remote camera software while he checks for WPS functionality, connecting to the remote camera though his current phone. “So it’a work...” He adds the phones to his small laptop bag, already stuffed with the drugs, camera, duct tape, rope, and other assorted accessories. The furdragon looks over his collection of knives, wondering just which one he should take with him, feeling all shapes and sizes, flicking them open and shut, swinging them around in the air. “Its got to be a special one” he swings open a tactical black tanto folder, its edge still factory sharp. “You...” He opens and closes it several times, adjusting the resistance so it freely flicks open at the twitch of a wrist “Yeah, its this sweet one...” A furry tail slinks away, the dragon wanting to go to sleep early since tomorrow will be extremely early.

Bzzt Bzzzt BZZZZT!!! a phone vibrates in the bed sheets, the sun still not yet up. Tyler checks the time on his phone, “blarrr…! 4:10AM” and rolls out of bed onto his feet, sitting there for several minutes dozing in and out. He drudges through his morning routine, finally awake after his shower and a good brushing. “Hopefully shes still sleeping...” The knife gets snatched up and thrown in the bag, Tyler jetting out the door and airing his wings some before before he jumps into his old, rusted, beater truck. “4:25, hmph...” The engine comes to life and its off to to the back roads. Driving passed the dead end sign once more, Tyler drives down an old side road and parks just in the grass, roughly half a kilometer from Peachwing’s home and makes his way into the forest.

“I see you now bitch.” Tyler nestles in and gets comfortable in the trees, pulling out his phone to message his friends. “Alex, I’m out behind her house, looks like shes about to run off to work.” . . . . . . “Fine, keep sleeping!” He watches and waits, eyes following the girl around through her windows from about 60 meters away. The dragon checks his watch, “4:50AM, what, don’t you know how to get to your job on time?” Tyler peaks through his binoculars, looking for cameras or anything resembling an alarm. “Tsh, this should be easy.” Peach looks at the clock on her oven and quickly makes a run for the door, doubling back for her bag. “Yeah, no shit...” Peach drives off in a hurry, and late for work.

Tyler hustles down, out of the bushes and begins testing all of the windows, hoping there is a lucky unlocked one. “mmmmph...” Tyler looks up at the second story, wondering if…; He drops his bag and jumps with the heavy beat of his wings, latching onto each of the top windows. “Oh come on! She locks ALL of them!?” repeating the motion for the next window, and the next, before dropping back down to his bag. He looks all around him… with no one in sight, or even hearing. Digging around in his satchel produces a small home made lockpick set. Stepping up to the stained brown door, with its mundane windows, Tyler opens his small kit and begins work on the deadbolt. But, before he sticks the rake in, he wonders to himself, “Well, you never know...” and turns the knob… pushing the door open. “Well isn’t that some bullshit.”

He wastes no time entering, closing the door behind him and heading straight to the fridge. “Well Peachy, just what do you have in here.” Tyler pulls out a bottle of orange juice and takes a small drink from it, setting it down so he can get the snooze drops out. He gives the little glass bottle a swirl and unscrews the eyedropper, giving the contents a bit of a sniff. “meh...” One by one he drips the liquid into the cartons, “Best give it some extra.” touching on each of the containers, even popping the safety cap off the second unopened milk jug and dosing it too. “What else… Some on the cheese, a little on the butter, coffee creamer… that should do it.”

Carefully capping the bottle, he returns it to the bag and takes a little time to wander around Peaches house. Nosing through her private pictures, jewelry, both the master and guest bedrooms. “Not too bad… at least she isn’t a pig.” His phone rumbles about in his pocket… “Damnit, thats what I still need to do!” he checks his messages to see Alex finally responding. “You are actually at her house? You sure you want to do this? Its kind of a leap from ferals” “Are you objecting? Its not like anyone is going to come looking for me anyway.” “Just checking man..” “Psh, well, I still got work to do here so I’ll TTYL, oh, and I found her actual name too, its ‘Svetlana Dinara’” “No shit?” “No shit...” Tyler pockets his phone and gets the older one out of his bag, seeking out Peach’s router. “Alright, WPS, do you have a button for that… YES!” Tyler walks back to the kitchen and hides the makeshift spy camera in the china cabinet, pointed directly at the fridge, confirming the view from his phone.

A car door shuts just outside the house. “What…? SHIT!!!” He grabs his bag and races for the back door, easing it closed so as to not make nose. The dragon hops over the bushes and wild shrubs, quickly laying flat to the ground just behind them. “What the shit is she doing back!?!” He pulls out his phone and texts Alex… “The bitch is back… WTF?!” He switches over to his camera in her kitchen.

C4 – Bottoms Up

Peach tosses her bag on the sofa and starts thumbing her phone. “Yeah, I forgot I got taken off the schedule for today, got up early for nothing! Whatever, at least I get to go back to sleep, today felt kind of shitty anyway.” She sighs, tossing her phone by her bag and marches into the kitchen to cook a respectable breakfast… Tyler spies through his little vantage point in the cabinet, go on honey, get plenty of it. Peachwings cracks one egg after another, scrambling them with the laced butter. “Psh, The heat probably destroyed it all” Tyler patiently watches her shuffle around the kitchen, all while playing with the knife hes going to use. Peach puts the eggs to the side and fries some hashbrowns in the residual butter, returning to the fridge for a full glass of orange juice. Tyler widens his legs in the leafy grass, his sheath tingling from the swelling. “Drink it girl, drink it...” His eyes widen as Peach chases her food with the tainted drink. “YES!”

The dragoness sets her dishes in the sink and rinses them off, taking the time to dry them and put them away… “Wow, she really is clean...” Tyler observes the first signs of the drugs kicking in, as Peach lets out a powerful yawn. “Thats right, go up to the bed and crash out…” He scoots up to the edge of the shrubs and looks in through the livingroom window, Peach letting out another drawn out yawn. She takes her phone and starts a typical case of thumb abuse while standing in the middle of the room. “Seriously? Go to bed already!!!” Tyler sees her doze and step forward a bit, finally turning the corner of the hall leading into her bedroom. “Finally!” The furdragon sets his timer and sits in the bushes for another two minutes before making his way inside, giving the drugs time to fully kick in, undisturbed.

He slips through the still unlocked backdoor and walks carefully into Peaches room, knife in hand. Stepping closer to the sleeping dragoness, he takes a moment to admire how cute she is and carefully rolls her over onto her back. Peach’s t-shirt slides up some, catching Tylers gaze… “Nmmph… mmph…” Peach mumbles nothings into the air. “Ok...” Tyler collects himself, and gets the camera and mini-tripod out of his bag, starting the video record. The rope coming next, he pulls the girls arms straight out and wraps the rope around her hands, tying it tight, then lashing them down to the base board. He moves quickly, the clock in the back of his mind, not willing to feel safe until she is completely secured. One foot after the other, he ties them down to the legs of the bed, although leaving some slack, so she can shift around. Tyler takes out the duct tape and wraps the rope and her wrists several times, just to be extra safe.

He takes his phone out and snaps a picture of her tied down in the bed. Grabbing his knife, he reaches for her pants, stopping short of cutting it. “scissors, there should be some around here somewhere...” he thinks, checking various drawers for such a primitive tool, not wanting to use his knife for such a petty task. “Yes...” Tyler finds such an item lurking in the dresser and begins slowly cutting her shirt off. “Lets see whats in these!” He unbuckles her belt, slipping her jeans down so he can rum his hand between her warm thighs. Her pants get cut off and pulled out from under her, the clothing being thrown into the middle of the floor without care. “The last one…” Tyler’s face fills with a dirty grin, slowly cutting her underwear off. His hand naturally gravitating to his sheath rubbing his throbbing penis. “This is too good...”

Tyler strips in front of the camera without so much as a hint of shame and crawls in between peaches legs. The dragons meat slides out of his sheath when he presses his hips into Peach and wraps his arms around her warm body, pushing his penis inside her. “oh..”. Running his hands through her fur, he molests his prey in any which way that pleases him. Tyler slides in and out between her sweet nethers, pressing his hands down into the mattress, his throbbing shaft slides into her again, his wings slowly spreading out into the room with each smooth motion. Violating her body brings almost as much pleasure as the sex its self, thinking back at every time she abused him, struck him, mocked him, and now hes on top of her, raping her as he sees fit. “mmph...” Tyler’s wings stretch out to the ceiling, the tips twitching down just a bit as he presses himself as far as he possibly can into Peach, blowing several lewd rushes into her slit. “Mmm…! Take it girl, because there’s a lot more where that came from.

The fur dragon’s wings fold back down, pulling his tender wet member out of her body and letting it sit in her bed cover. Reaching for his knife from the end of the bed, he flicks it open again, setting it on Peach’s navel with the blade pointed up at her throat. “Today is going to be so fucking fun...” Tyler gets up and takes some of the semen still dripping from his meat and rubs it on Peachs lips. Stepping over to the camera, he turns it off, paying a visit to the bathroom, as well as get some water from the tap, since all the drinks are tainted in the kitchen. Shaking his wings out, the dragon flops into one of peach’s chairs and recharges, watching peach, waiting for her to wake up.

Tyler checks his watch, the display showing a little passed 30 minutes. The velcro peals off, and he drops the watch on his pile of cloths… “nah those should go outside...” kicking them off into the bathroom. He looks at Peach, still sleeping, “seriously? Get up already! Psh!” He turns on the camera, orienting it just a little bit better at the bed and crawls back over his victim, sheath swaying between his legs. “Peach… PEACH!!” He shakes her maw and rubs her lips around, even giving her a hard slap on the nose in order to wake her up. “Nrrmmph...” “There you are! Long time no see?”

C -5 Play Time

“Nrrrm…” Peach shifts in the bed and tries to brush her nose, the ropes making the bed frame give a gentle creak. “What the fuck!?” The dragoness jerks and tosses around on the the bed, Tyler’s knife sliding off of into the covers. “GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!!” Tyler slides back to his knees and sits between the girls legs “Hahahaha… No.” “What do you want? Money? Take whatever you want, just get off me!!!” “Bitch, if I wanted money, you wouldn’t be naked on the bed on the bed.” “NO, NO DON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME!” Tyler runs his hands all up and down Peaches body, defying her ridiculous commands. He molests her tits, his fingers stroking her arms and down her flanks, inciting her into a screaming frenzy. “HAIILP!!! GET OFF ME!!! GET OFF!!! SOMEONE HELP!!!” Peachwing thrusts her hips up into the air, twisting and turning and throwing a child’s tantrum like she was afflicted with hysteria.

“Peach… If you really think anyone is going to hear you out in the middle of nowhere, much less with all of these thick walls and insulation around us, I have a bridge to sell you.” “Fuck you!” “But, you can scream all you want, I know you will be screaming your heart out when I cut your belly open.” “No… No… no… You can’t do that…” “Yes, I can do that, and the best part is, I’m going to have sex with you all day, and all night, for as long as it takes, until you are sobbing, begging for me to do it.” “WHY!!!? WHY!!!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS H H Sss!!! WHYYY!!!?” “I’m telling you Peach, you can’t stop me from doing what I want to you and when you are ready to make it stop, you will scream the magic words, sing them, say them in any which way I tell you to, and then I’ll grant your request. Why should I address why? You should know why, unless you have forgotten me.”

Tyler lords over Peach and rubs his sheath against her vag, fur dragging on fur. Reaching down, he pulls the soft cover back from his penis and plunges into Peach’s warm slit. “Ahh yesss…” He digs his arms around her hips, humping firmly into her, while she fruitlessly fights with her bindings. you really don’t remember me do you Peach?” “REMEMBER YOU? I DON’T FUCKING CARE WHO YOU ARE!!!” The bed rocks back and forth with her struggling, Tyler trying to keep his meat inside of her through the tussle. He squeezes her like a big plush toy, indenting his genitals to hers, her incessant fighting being more than enough to rub his member the right way. “GET OFF OF ME BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU!!!” Feathers drop loose from her wings, beating them off the edges of the bed. Tyler bites down onto her neck and lets his load out once more inside her body, his feet digging into the bed, pushing himself as far into her as he can… “ERRRRM!!! YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!”

Tyler releases her throat and slinks back off of her, sitting on his knees between her thighs. “See, now that wasn’t so bad was it?” “FUCK YOU!” “Nah, fuck you, actually, thats the second time I’ve fucked you!” “WHAT?” “Yep, I had plenty of time to play with you while you were sleeping.” Tyler runs his fingers into Peachwing’s vagina, making her kick and jerk her hips up. “ARRRHAA!!!” “Tisk tisk, you can’t get away, I made absolutely sure of that. Now open your mouth.” “If you even try to stick your dick in my mouth, I’ll bite it off!” “You would like that wouldn’t you? Well, thats why I brought this along.” He jumps off the bed, penis tossing in the air and gets his satchel bag on the bed, He pulls out a piece of PVC pipe and a straight joint for it. “Now open your mouth!” Tyler climbs ontop of her chest and sit, bopping Peach on the nose over and over with the end of the pipe, nagging her...”open your mouth, open your mouth, open your mouth, Peach!!! open your mouth!” “FUCK YO AHRLLLP AHHH AHRRRHH” Her teeth grinding on the PVC as he shoves it into her mouth sideways so she can’t bite down.. “Now look here bitch, this piece of joint pipe is going in your mouth, and its getting taped shut, you can either play nice, or I can start making it extremely painful for you. Understand?

Peach’s ears fold back a little when she finally accepts whats happening, her eyes slowly water when Tyler puts his knee into her throat and starts wrapping the duct tape around her muzzle. “Hold this with your teeth, go on...” Pinching the pipe in her maw, Tyler wraps the tape tight around her muzzle rather tight, pinching the skin down. “Save your tears, you are going to need them for what comes later.” The furdragon waddles up to her head, his still wet penis slipping down through the pipe and grinding across the rough texture of her tongue. “Oh wow… You ARE amazing Peach, Mmmph, this one won’t take too long… say, isn’t this the same mouth that would always steal my lunch from me all those years ago?” “TMMLER!?” She squeaks out through the mouth full of dragon… “Thats right, I’m Tyler, the kid you would ways beat, bully, steal from, well one of a few you and your cunt fiends abused year after year!” Peach resumes her thrashing, her tears and sniveling turned to anger one more, unable to accept the fact that shes now being mouth-fucked by someone she looked down upon.

“Oh fuck yes, squirm girl, squirm!” Tyler slips and slides his meat through the smooth pipe, rutting into the dragoness’ tongue which is desperately trying to push his penis back out. Tyler straddles over her face, his balls touching Peach’s chin again and again, “Keep doing that girl, keep licking it” He grips her muzzle like a sex toy and thrusts into it the warm pleasure, humping it like a toy, busting what little load he was able to muster, dripping his seed under her tongue while his toy gags, her feet digging into the covers, trying to resist the violation with every ounce of her strength. “Take it Peach, take it all!” Tyler pulls out of her maw and perches on her chest, squeezing his penis for what little bit of cum that wasn’t squirt out. “Here you go!” He rums the gray cream across her nose and face, causing her to start tearing up again.

C6 – Its the Inside That Counts!

Tyler slips off of Peach and stretches out, his penis slowly going limp again, slipping back inside of his sheath. He looks at the sobbing girl tied down to the bed… ‘I’ll say it again, save your tears until you are ready to call and end to this...” The bound windragon beats her back into the bed, screaming and howling through the short piece of pipe. “GRRT MRRE” “What was that?” he rubs his hand inside Peach’s thigh, her slit leaking he seed out from past violations. Stepping up to her muzzle so he might remove the tape from the teary eyed girl. The tape rips off, taking her fur with it, she spits the pipe out of her maw and continues her moaping sounds. “Gut me...” She says in her sniveling voice… “What was that?” “I said fucking gut me you fucking fuck!” “Annnnt!! That isn’t what I told you to say! “THAT IS WHAT YOU FUCK TOLD ME TO SAY!!!” Peach balls out crying in her bed. “No, it was something along the lines of ‘cut my belly open’, but I think a please is in order now.” “Then cut my fucking belly open...” “What did I just say?” “I don’t know…” the tears rolling down her cheeks… “Please cut my belly open?” “I would be so happy to Peachwings! Look at this smile, this is a happy smile! But I need to freshen up a bit first, I want to be inside you in when I do it. “The fu hu ck… JUST DO IT!!! JUST FUCKING DO IT!!”

Tyler reaches over Peach for his knife that got tossed over to the edge of the bed in all the sex and puts it back on top of her navel so she can look at it. “Here ya go, you can think about whats coming while I go take a piss.” Peach looks at the knife sitting on her belly, wondering just how painful this is going to be, he naked body squirming on top of the bed while Tyler takes a piss, drinking from the faucet once more. He stands square at the foot of the bed and looks at Peachwings on her back crying, arms and legs outstretched to the four corners of the bed. “Alright Peach, are you ready to get started?” The girls only response being a burst of more sniveling. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

The windragon crawls up onto the bed with Peach, his knees wedging between her thighs. “I guess I won’t push my dick inside you, shit would be such an awkward position.” He takes the brand new knife in his hand “I would ask, how you want me to do it, but you don’t look like you are in any condition to answer, so its whatever… … Don’t worry, I’ll take my time.” Tyler grips the skin on her left flank, pulling it tight. Peach can’t help but squirm in anticipation, her breathing slowly increasing in pace. The knife plunges down into her side as her screaming fills the room. “Oh hush, its not THAT bad, you are just thinking about it too much… but hey, think about this!” He rips the knife halfway up Peach’s flank, having to saw and tear it through the middle of her belly. “AAAAAIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHH, AIHHIIIIIIRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AHRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIHHHHH!!!!” “Fuck yes, oh fuck yes!!!!!” Tyler watches rubbery slick vestiges protrude out of Peachwings flank while she thrashes on the bed, screaming like a little girl getting her first spanking! “HOLD STILL DAMNIT!” Running into increasing difficulty cutting her flesh, he stabs the knife into her other flank and thrusts it in and out until he has her ripped completely open. His hands twitch as he watches Peach throw her hissy fit.

“Peach… PEACH!” He calls out with a dirty grin…” getting no answer, he digs through her guts while she clenches her binds, screaming in the bed with her pathetic cries of agony. Tyler tears open the netted sack holding her intestines together and spreads them out over the side of her flank. The screaming dragoness occasionally glancing down at Tyler to find out what hes going. “HEY PEACH!!! PEACH!!! LOOK AT ME!!!” Tyler holds Peachwing’s small intestines up in the air for her to see, still attached inside of her. “OAH OAHHHH!!!” At a loss for words she pulls once more on her bindings, unable to bear the overwhelming pain across her navel.

Tyler sets the knife down beside her and wipes off some of the blood onto her bed sheets. He reaches down for his sheath, sliding it back so he can push his member side Peach one more time. His belly rubbing against the small pile of intestines sitting on her stomach… “Peach… you have no idea how good this feels...” Latching onto her throat again with his teeth, he hugs her, squeezing her, and thrusting his penis inside her slit while she screams and cries out from the burning pain. “Er Lwittel Lwonger” He mutters out with his mouth over her. His meat throbbing from the climax of events, her slit clenching tightly around his penis as he gives her one more good raping. He slips in and out of her, his genitals hurting from having sex so many times in short order. Propping his hands up ontop of her chest, he pump, and pumps and thrusts into her body, pulsing like a lewd animal. He blows his load inside of her, looking down at her entrails with a child’s glee.








C7 – Cleanup

Tyler pants over her, his white fur covered in her blood. “Alright Peach, NOW, I’ll gut you.” The dragon takes up his knife once again and digs both hands into her belly, swimming and worming his way to the top of her stomach and slicing it free. “I bet that orange juice was nice wasn’t it?” rolling it out of the gaping wound, he liberates her fleshy liver, “You don’t need this anymore...” promptly throwing it at her face. The dragon flicks the blood off his hands, splattering it on the beautiful pink walls. Her body shifting and turning in the covers, still trying to survive by instinct, far flung from her violent kicking, thrashing, and screaming… she lies there crying, letting him work his grisly task. Tyler rolls her intestines around, trying to find the ligaments that are still holding them in place… frustrated with it, he grips them and stands on the bed, ripping them up while Peach stares at the monster tearing her guts out.

The ceiling fan nips Tylers ears, catching his attention and he stop the fan… “perfect...” slapping the bloody mess over one of the blades and letting it spin again, painting a ring of blood around the room. He looks down at peach, whom is going into laborious breathing. “Don’t die yet Peach, I still have to skin you.” His phone buzzes in his pants over in the bathroom, Alex wanting to know whats up again… Tyler takes a picture of Peach with her bowels strung across the room and sends it to him. “Fuck me dude, you really killed her?” “Not yet, shes still alive, still need to skin her, gather up all the jewelry and burn the place down. Skin should get a nice price on the markets.” “SHES STILL ALIVE LIKE THAT!?” “Stuff doesn’t just die when you gut it dude, it takes a while to bleed out. I’ll be done in about an hour.”

Tyler wraps up the mess in the bedroom and takes a nice hot shower in her bathroom, before packing up anything small and valuable, including her skin, which he shoved into a trash bag. “what else...” looking around for anything else, even the graphics card from her desktop, fitting almost everything inside his re-purposed laptop bag. Dropping it off by the back door, he goes into the yard and gets a gas can, soaking the whole bedroom, kitchen, trailing it through the living room and out the door. He takes his bag and a BBQ lighter and lights the house ablaze. The windragon strikes down with his wings and huffs it over the short stretch of forest back to his truck and promptly gets out of there before the fire department shows up.","writing":"","writing_bbcode_parsed":"","pools_count":0,"title":"Peach rolled over","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"image/jpeg","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"},{"content_tag_id":"5","name":"Strong Violence","description":"Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"1","type_name":"Picture/Pinup","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"108","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}