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Contains father/daughter incest, oral, breast-play, tentacles, impregnation, implied cheating, multiple orgasms, demonic temptation, and other assorted goodness.

Synopsis: Ropes, the demonic pleasure puma, lives in a comfortable family setting along with his mate Fyre, and his two children Hisson and Helena. But there are some secrets hidden in the seemingly tame household, and one night they come to a dramatic conclusion...or two...or three.

One of a series of stories for Fyredragon, part 3 is almost finished, but in the meantime, here is part 1.", "writing": "Quiet Time\n\n\tThere are families that are close, and families that are somewhat distant from each other. Of the two, the former best described the happy homestead of Ropes and Fyre. The demon puma and the fire dragoness had lived together quite comfortably, and had two wonderful children: Hisson and Helena. Like any family, occasionally they had their differences of opinion, but there was no denying that they loved each other genuinely and unequivocally. Sometimes, however, events can happen that alter the course of a relationship, even one within a close family. Such events were set into motion within the family three years ago, when Helena was just thirteen. She was just blossoming into a young woman, and was playing in her room when she heard the creek of the door open up and her father stepped into the room with a smile on their face. They were alone in the house, and soon, as the door closed behind Ropes with a click, they were alone in the room as well. Neither of them spoke of the events that happened that evening to anyone else, but it made an impression on them both…to this very day.\n\nPresent Day\n\n\tIt was a quiet day for the Coldsteel family, so quiet that it was on the verge of being boring. The reason for this was that the holidays had come and gone, and with the flurry of activity that had preceded it, things had now hit a lull. Everyone in the house seemed to be doing their own thing rather than as a family unit, and as Ropes looked through the fridge for something to satisfy an unknown craving, he realized things were unusually quiet. After closing the fridge with an unsatisfied sigh, he decided to look around the house to see what everyone was up to. The first person he checked up on was Hisson, who was not hard to find; the young half-puma, half-dragon was clicking through the channels on television with a somewhat bored look on his face. He appeared to be looking for something to watch, and didn’t seem to be having much luck with finding a station that could hold his interest for very long.\n\n\t“Hey son, what’s going on?” Ropes ventured as he walked into the room.\n\n\t“Nothing much, just watching TV,” came the droning reply, every syllable expressing disinterest.\n\n\t“Anything interesting on?”\n\n\t“Nah, just reruns, mostly. And some stuff that I never watch.” Nevertheless, Hisson continued to flick through the channels, holding out hope that the situation would change. That was the thing about TV, there were always new options if you cared to wait a half-hour or so.\n\n\t“Ah, I see. Where’s your mother?”\n\n\t“She’s taking a long bath. She says she hasn’t had one in a while.”\n\n\tRopes nodded. He was familiar with Fyre’s long baths. Being a fire dragoness, she could handle quite intense heat, and she enjoyed doing so when she could. She would be in the bath for no less than an hour, that much was certain.\n\n\t“And Helena? I don’t see her anywhere…”\n\n\t“Oh, she’s in her room. She didn’t want to watch TV, and said something about reading a book.”\n\n\t“In her room, huh?” Ropes took in this bit of information with a smile. “Well, it’s good to see everyone has something to do.” He started to walk towards Helena’s room. “Well, I’ll just go in and peek on her; I know better than to bother your mother when she’s in her relaxation time.”\n\n\t“Yeah, sure dad…” Hisson replied, still flicking through channels and occasionally pausing to see if a program caught his interest.\n\n\tHelena’s door was open; not as wide as it could open, but enough that the inside of her room could be seen without trouble. Helena wasn’t reading a book as she had claimed to Hisson earlier, but was instead sitting at her desk looking around the internet on her computer. She was so preoccupied with her activities that she didn’t even hear the door creak behind her as her father entered the room sneakily. It was only when she heard the sound of her father’s throat clearing that she turned back in surprise, a guilty expression caught on her face. “Gah! Don’t do that!”\n\n\t“Sorry, kiddo,” Ropes replied with a grin as he sat on the bed, using one of his dimensional tendrils to push the door to a more closed state, leaving the door open just enough for a hairline crack of light to shine through from outside. “I saw you sitting at your desk through the open door, so I thought I’d peek in. I figured if you were worried about someone inviting themselves in, you would have closed the door all the way.”\n\n\t“Oh, um…” Helena began, looking back behind her to the lit screen on her terminal. “Actually, I thought it WAS closed. I guess that was my fault, huh?” She turned back to her father and smiled sheepishly. She didn’t bother to hide what was on the screen; she knew that even if she did, her father would pry into what it was she was looking at. Ropes wasn’t the sort of father to pry into her personal affairs normally, but he could always sniff out an embarrassing situation and bring it to light. Being her father didn’t exclude his demonic nature from exerting itself.\n\n\t“Well, you know our family, dear. We’re pretty open.” Ropes peeked around his daughter to take a quick glance at the screen, and saw what it was that Helena was embarrassed about. On the screen was a picture of two dragons, a male and a female, naked and locked in an amorous embrace, clearly in the throes of ecstasy. It was in clear resolution and quite detailed, leaving no doubt as to what Ropes was actually looking at.\n\n\t“I guess you’re wondering about the picture, huh?” Helena queried, noting the direction of her father’s gaze.\n\n\t“Well, yes and no. I know you’re mature enough to handle such pictures like that,” Ropes answered with a smile, glancing from the computer to Helena and back again. “Lord knows there’s enough pictures like that over the net to find. You know me, I’m cool with that sort of stuff. I mean, hey, look at me.” Ropes spread out his arms wide and grinned to his daughter. “I’m a pleasure demon.”\n\n\tThe tension in the room was broken by this admission from the demonic puma, and Helena chuckled at that, her body seeming to become more relaxed in that moment. Forgetting the offending image on the computer, she got up from her desk and moved to join her father on her bed, giving him a warm hug. “I know, I know…I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by now, hmm?” she purred out to him, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment before pulling back. “Though I think we both enjoy surprises.”\n\n\t“Well, the good kind, at least…” Ropes trailed, moving one of his tendrils up to stroke his daughter’s cheek. “But we never seem to run out of those, do we?”\n\n\t“No, we don’t…” Helena replied, then reached out to take hold of the tendril stroking her cheek, holding it in her palm for a moment. She looked into her father’s eyes for a moment, then brought the spade of the tendril to her lips, giving it a slow, sensual lick. The tendril in her grasp soon changed forms, reacting to the attention by morphing into a phallic version of itself, the tendril throbbing in her palm as she circled the tip with her tongue, keeping her eyes on her father all the while.\n\n\tRopes purred aloud and half-lidded his eyes as he watched his daughter perform fellatio on his tendril. He could feel the pleasure keenly through his tendril once it changed into a cocktip, the tingles evoking familiar feelings in the demonic puma. Ropes looked over his daughter as she busied herself with the organ in front of her, admiring just how his progeny had blossomed into a shapely woman, even if she still had a ways to go before reaching full womanhood. Helena took mostly after her mother, sharing many of the traits that the older fire dragoness possessed, but there were still some notable differences. Bearing smooth red scales that covered most of her body, those scales were of a lighter hue than those of Fyre, and unlike her mother, the scales were a uniform color throughout; her mother had yellow streaks periodically in her coloration which marked her distinction. Fyre also boasted a orange underbelly of scales that highlighted her ample curves and womanly attributes, a trait that Helena also shared, but like with her red scales, her underbelly was a lighter tone, being more akin to yellow than orange.\n\n\tThese traits were only the tip of the iceberg, however; Helena sported a head of hair that was as blonde as her bellyscales were. It was a marvelous head of hair, and it made her look even younger than she seemed. Fyre had never had such hair; her head sported a yellow crest instead, one that flowed from the top of her head down to her neck. The difference in traits also intrigued Ropes; his natural coat of fur was tan, and even though his body was all hair (such as it was), he had never sported locks of hair like his daughter had. An interesting amalgam of the parents’ genes, he supposed. A more drastic and notable difference to the puma was that of his daughter’s chest. Where his mate took after most normal females in having only one set of breasts, Helena instead was blessed with an extra set, having four breasts which were as plump and succulent as her mother’s. Ropes had seen them many times, as his daughter and son shared the same compunction to wander around the house naked as he did from time to time, but right now his view of the lovely breasts was obscured partially by one of Helena’s favorite garments; a thin, see-through purple nightshirt that flowed freely over her shapely body. Of course, one of the reasons that Helena love the garment so much was because she knew that it offered a horrible tease to the males around the household; namely Ropes and Hisson.\n\n\tRopes savored the amorous attentions of his daughter as she teased the tip of his tendril, then slowly engulfed the formed cock into her muzzle, slipping the sensitive length past her lips several inches before beginning to suckle teasingly. Helena seemed all too aware of what she was doing to her father, and what effect she was having on him, and Ropes did nothing to stop it, his countenance taking on a more hungry and lustful visage as the pleasure gradually made its way through his body. Ropes was a pleasure demon, a creature forged in flames to entice, to pleasure, to seduce and to corrupt, and such actions knew no limits…not even to his own daughter. Slowly that tendril within Helena’s lips began to move back and forth, sinking more of its flesh into Helena’s maw, giving the young dragoness more to taste and to suckle with each passing moment.\n\n\tAs the parental side of Ropes gave way to more carnal desires, he became more aware of certain things. Helena wasn’t just dressed in her nightshirt; she also had donned a pair of her favorite stockings, purple like her nightshirt and thigh-high in size, which hugged her legs perfectly. In addition, he noticed her lack of bra and panties, which in itself wasn’t unusual, but in his heightened state of awareness, he could both scent his daughter’s arousal and see the moistness between her thighs, crouched as she was on the bed with her thighs underneath the bulk of her body. Clearly his daughter was already in the mood to do something when she first turned on the computer, and had prepared for an event; it was lucky for him that he wandered in when he did. And Ropes was never one to let an opportunity like this go to waste.\n\n\t“Mmmm…that’s nice…just like three years ago, hmm?” Ropes murmured to Helena as her cheeks began to hollow out with the increased suction she presented to the invading cock-tendril. Helena answered with a soft “mmmmm…” through her closed lips, her eyes looking up to her father with a growing intensity. Teen though she might be, Helena most definitely had adult thoughts running through her mind. One of her hands reached out to press itself lightly against Ropes, stroking his bare chest slowly, then drifting lower down his front to journey towards the sheath between his legs.\n\n\tRopes felt the hand’s presence, and knew what it was that his daughter was questing for; the very act was enough to make his already stirring loins bulge with anticipation and lust, his sheath plumping up as the organ inside made ready to make itself known. He did nothing to halt the progress of that hand, but instead turned his attention elsewhere. His tendrils began to reshape themselves, one by one, transforming like their counterpart to become phallic in form and purpose, and each begin to slide over Helena’s nearly naked body, caressing her in simple yet overt ways. The reaction in Helena was instantaneous; her hand instantly leapt to take hold of her father’s sheath, her fingers caressing the furry covering with no small amount of enthusiasm, rubbing it in the hopes of evoking the presence of the tool that created her inside of her mother’s womb. Her body leaned towards her father, seeking to press some or all of her body against the strong demonic puma before her, her need rising within her young body. Her thighs clenched to try to contain the leaking arousal from her pussy, but then they opened up wantonly as she leaned close, fanning the scent of growing heat into the open air. Almost as if in response, a few of the tendrils snuck under Helena’s nightshirt to begin molesting her body directly, his smooth organs slipping along his daughter’s bare scales.\n\n\tWith the touch of Helena’s fingers over his sheath, the organ within emerged after several choice caresses and strokes of the warm covering, exposing the puma’s cock to display it openly before his daughter. The shaft and tip looked exactly like the phalli on the tips of his tendrils, save for the distinctive flesh coloration, and the tip was uncut, untouched by any blade, mortal or otherwise. With the emergence of his dick, Ropes pulled the cock-tendril within his daughter’s muzzle back from her lips, denying her the chance to please her father more with her oral affections. The reason for this became clear as he explained himself to the disappointed gaze of the dragoness: “That’s enough for the appetizer, sweetie…now time to help yourself to the main course.” He moved his hand to stroke underneath Helena’s chin lightly, then with a gentle pressure, he placed his hand on the back of her head and slowly guided her to eye level with the towering spire of flesh between his thighs.\n\n\tIn truth, Ropes needn’t have bothered in guiding his daughter; her own swelling lusts left her little doubt as to what she wanted, and she as much moved her own muzzle to its target as allowed her father to move her head to his groin. There was no hesitation on Helena’s part when she found her target, and she engulfed her father’s cock with a sensual “mmmmm” of satisfaction, not bothering with any further pretense of foreplay as she strove to fit as much of the puma’s shaft into her muzzle as she could manage. The groan from Ropes was audible, followed by a sign of satisfaction; the sound could be heard through the doorway if anyone was paying attention to it, but the door was only open a crack, so a majority of the sound was too muffled to detect. Not the least bit concerned about his vocalizations, Ropes watched Helena begin to suckle on his manhood, the muzzle of the dragoness beginning to bob up and down on the length that created her in the womb of her mother. There was something about it; his daughter worshiping the virile tool that spawned her, the organ that pleasured her mother and claimed her for his own…there was something about having Helena wantonly suckling on that very same rod that was heaven to the demonic puma.\n\n\t“Mmmm, that’s right…get a good taste, sweetie…suck your father’s cock and make him blow his wad for you…” Ropes murmured to Helena as he stroked over her cheek, his tendrils moving to fondle her halfway naked body in ways that would be sure to entice her further. He smiled as Helena increased the fervor of her movements at her father’s words, her muzzle sinking down further to slip the tip of the musky shaft into her throat; both Fyre and Helena loved the dirty talk, as the puma had discovered on separate (but no less enjoyable) occasions, and Ropes loved to use dirty talk, thanks to his infernal nature. “Let’s see just how hungry you are,” he continued in a teasing tone, his hips shifting to slowly thrust into Helena’s tight muzzle, his heavy ballsac shifting underneath him on the bed as it moved along with its owner’s calculated motions.\n\n\tWhile Helena was a dutiful daughter and wanted to make her father happy, she also enjoyed a challenge, and she knew a challenge when she heard one. She growled under her breath, and reached out to take hold of the base of her father’s cock with one set of fingers, while the other moves down to cup over the large and swollen nutsack underneath, feeling the massive and potent orbs within and sensing them rolling around under her touch. Her touch was light, careful, but with the practiced touch of one who knew their lover intimately, and she held her father’s sac and stroked it in ways that made her father tremble in delight, his own touches from his hands and tendrils becoming more deliberate. As Helena swallowed down more and more of his cock with each forward bob of her muzzle, she felt one of those reformed tentacles slip between her thighs to her unprotected sex, the cocktip stroking over her labia teasingly before snaking its way inside of her pussy, the intrusion making her groan sweetly around the mouthful of cock in her muzzle. Ropes felt the pleasure keenly through that tendril as well, the pleasure assaulting his body on two fronts now, with each surge through his body bringing him that much closer to the release that both he and his daughter craved.\n\n\tThe bed slowly began to creak audibly as the two moved with each other, father and daughter both increasing the intensity of their movements as the heat of each was stoked and stirred to greater heights. Soon Ropes began to outdistance Helena in his depth of movement, shafting his cock deep into her muzzle and throat as his demonic urges began to overtake him. He knew his daughter could take it, being both part of his demonic heritage and also from prior experience; he didn’t want to be gentle, and she wouldn’t want it to be gentle. “Grrrr…how I love to fuck your muzzle, Hel…I love to watch your throat bulge as you swallow down my cock…just like a good daughter should…” he purred out to his little girl, his balls aching as they yearned to spill their load inside of that sweet muzzle. “You like being daddy’s little cocksucker, don’t you?” he whispered as he leaned close to murmur into Helena’s ear, giving her another deep jab of his cock-tendril as it filled her over and over again with its meat.\n\n\tThe answering moan from Helena’s muffled lips told Ropes everything he needed to know; the young dragoness was hungry for it, aching for it, every fiber of her being longing for her father’s cock and the treasures it contained. Helena’s eyes closed, losing the sight of her father but gaining more clarity from her other senses, allowing her to enjoy the rhythmic intrusion of the cock-tentacle between her thighs, the others that stroked and caressed her smooth scales all over her body to spread pre lightly along her body like a fine lotion, and the throbbing shaft that filled her muzzle and throat over and over again, feeding her the liquid warmth that was only a precursor to the true meal. Her palm rubbed and stroked over her father’s ballsac eagerly, hefting it and massaging it with her fingertips, while she jerked off the base of the cock in her muzzle, using every method she could think of to get the puma off. The puma growled and groaned as each touch spurred on his lusts to their eventual peak, but even in his haze of desire, he still managed to keep control of himself, and more words spilled from his lips to fan Helena’s desire: “Such a slutty little dragoness you are, sucking your father off in such a sexy outfit…you make your father so proud…”\n\n\t As Ropes spoke, Helena gave a little shudder, her body tensing suddenly as her shapely form surrendered to the sensations that were assaulting it, the combination of wordplay and physical pleasure combining to give the young dragoness a surge of euphoria as she came. A muffled moan of delight escaped her full muzzle as her pussy milked at the tendril between her thighs, trying to grasp more of it to welcome into her depths, her body awaiting the flood of puma cum that it so desperately craved. It was only after the euphoria of the moment lessened from the initial burst that she soon realized that the fountain of molten heat was not forthcoming. Neither the cock in her cunt or the cock in her muzzle had relinquished the reward she was expecting, and she tried to increase her efforts in order to force the desired result from her father, but to her surprise, just as she redoubled her efforts, Ropes pulled back his phalli to slip the shafts from Helena’s lips and sex, both lengths covered in saliva and feminine fluids. Ropes held the tendrils aloft before his daughter, the slick flesh glistening in the light as if to show off the various fluids like trophies of his amorous lusts.\n\n\t“W-what? Why…?” Helena mewled with pants of lust, the sudden feeling of emptiness throughout her body making her feel…cheated, somehow. She got the pleasure she craved, but still…\n\n\tRopes let his tendrils sway teasingly in front of Helena, and still without having answered her question, he stood up and left the comfort of the bed, his muzzle splayed in a wide grin. He got halfway back to the entrance to Helena’s room before he turned back to face her and finally answered her question. “Pleasure delayed is pleasure savored, my daughter. You’re still young; I don’t expect you to understand this fully yet. But don’t worry, you’ll feel the full brunt of my desire soon enough.” He tilted his head slightly to indicate the door behind him. “If I were to fully enjoy myself now, the mess I would leave would surely alert everyone else to what we were up to. We’ve kept things a secret this long; I want to keep things a secret a while longer. It’s more fun that way.”\n\n\tHelena reached down to rub her soaked pussy with her fingers, trying to stave off the feeling of emptiness for just a little longer now that it was obvious that her father wouldn’t be filling it again in the next few moments. “Well, yeah…” she admitted, “it’s definitely fun keeping things secret…but I was having fun…”\n\n\t“Oh, we’ll have fun again later…when everyone else has given us time to properly enjoy ourselves. Your brother knows I was asking about you. I’ll make an appearance or two, and set both him and your mother at ease.” Ropes sauntered over to the door once more and rumbled a soft growl towards Helena. “Just make sure to keep yourself available for later tonight…and keep that outfit on. I like the way it looks on you.”\n\n\tHelena nodded, her own muzzle curling into a grin. “I know what day it is too…and I know that it’s one of your favorites.”\n\n\tRopes peeked out the door to see that Hisson was still watching television laconically, then he shifted his tendrils back to their normal shape, the lengths vanishing into non-existence a moment after. “Such a good daughter you are…I’ll make sure your patience is rewarded.” With that, he exited the room, leaving Helena to continue fingering herself at the memory of her father’s cocks inside of her.\n\n\tIt was some time before father and daughter would meet again. Their delay in their erotic reunion was not due to lack of desire, but rather lack of opportunity; not wanting to reveal herself in her tempting outfit, nor wanting to change out of said outfit, Helena remained in her room under the guise of being engrossed in her book. 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Ropes found her a moment later with her eyes closed and her shapely form dozing soundly, readily on the way to a deep slumber to pass the night away. He closed the bedroom door and checked in on Hisson to see what his son was up to. He found Hisson back at the television once more, but this time he seemed to have found something that would hold his interest for a while; a movie had come on that he has always wanted to see but never got the chance to. Moreover, it was a movie marathon; a quick glance at a commercial on the television revealed that the movie’s prequels would be on shortly after the current movie was over, and it was a series that Hisson enjoyed to watch, even though he had seen the movies many times before. Ropes reflected to himself that it would be some time before Hisson would move from that spot, short of getting himself snacks with which to enjoy the movie marathon. Satisfied that he would not be disturbed, the demonic puma moved confidently to his daughter’s room once more.\n\n\tDuring the time when Helena was alone in her room, she found that all she could look forward to was the time when she could enjoy her father’s company once more. She wasn’t interested in looking up pictures on the net, knowing that she had something more promising to look forward to. She decided that she would keep the guise going of being engrossed in a book while slipping herself under the covers of the bed; if anyone but her father came in to check on her, they wouldn’t suspect that she was dressed up to entice a certain family member. The book she pulled off the shelves to complete the act was one that she had read before numerous times, but was one that no one would readily recognize her of having finished. While she glanced over the pages, she let her mind turn, imagining all sorts of lewd and arousing thoughts with which to entertain herself, letting her thoughts run down different roads of what might happen when the time came. She never once entertained the notion that her father would not return, not when he had always done so in their colorful past.\n\n\tThe dragoness was not disappointed as the hour grew late; she looked up from her book with a smile as her door creaked open, and her feline lover entered the room once more, an unmistakable grin of anticipation playing over his muzzle. Helena could tell by the way her father was moving and by the expression on his face that the time had come, and when Ropes closed the door behind him with a slight click, it was clear that he wasn’t intending merely to pay a social call. Helena felt the familiar flutter in her stomach and loins return, and it was all she could do to resist thumping her tail against the bed in an open display of delight. As Ropes approached the bed after closing the door, Helena’s curiosity got the better of her.\n\n\t“Where’s mom?”\n\n\t“Sleeping soundly,” Ropes answered with a grin.\n\n\t“And Hisson?”\n\n\t“Watching a movie marathon. I doubt he’ll budge for anything less than the walls falling down around us,” the puma replied with a chuckle.\n\n\tHelena nodded as she took stock of this, then smiled coyly at her father. “So, what you’re saying is…we won’t be disturbed.”\n\n\tRopes shrugged noncommittally. “We probably won’t be disturbed. I make no promises. Unless you’d like to ask your brother and mother if they wouldn’t mind leaving the house to give us some privacy?”\n\n\tHelena snickered a little and shook her head. “We’ve been lucky so far. And I don’t really want to wait any longer.” With that, she threw off the covers of the bed to reveal herself in her purple nightshirt and stockings, still worn from that very first moment. The covers draped halfway off the bed, well out of the way to reveal Helena’s entire body, which she then posed sultrily for her father, one hand held behind her back as she breathed in to display her four breasts as best as possible. “So what was that you were saying about rewarding my patience?”\n\n\tThe demonic puma growled in appreciation as he saw his daughter dressed as he had left her, the intent oh so clear as she displayed herself in a pose meant to entice. “I did say something about that, didn’t I,” he murmured with his grin growing ever wider. He slinked up to the edge of the bed and perched himself on the very foot, his naked and masculine feline form displaying the grace and power he was capable of. “Only this time…I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied.”\n\n\tHelena couldn’t suppress a shiver at hearing the tone of her father’s voice, along with the meaning his words conveyed. “Is that a promise?” she replied with a broad grin, her other hand moving to slide between her legs to caress the bare pussy between her thighs.\n\n\t“Oh yes…” Ropes said with a nod of his head, now actively moving to join his daughter on the bed. The puma moved halfway towards Helena, then in a surprise move, he reached out and took hold of the dragoness by her ankle. In the next instant, Ropes gave a firm tug on his daughter’s leg, bringing his considerable strength to bear as if it were as natural as breathing. The move took Helena completely by surprise, and her body slid across the surface of the mattress and bedding towards her father, the silken and satin garments covering her legs and body helping to make the sudden slide smooth and quick. When the dragoness finally stopped moving, she found herself in the middle of the bed, legs spread haphazardly to both sides of the puma’s waist, her hands thrown up in surprise above her head against the bed. She blinked in surprise, taken aback with the sudden maneuver, and looked into her father’s eyes to see what he would do next.\n\n\tWhat happened next wasn’t much of a surprise, given her familiarity with her father’s origins and methods. Ropes brought his extra-dimensional tendrils into being, the four green lengths emerging into reality and sprouting from his back to give the puma his true form. Helena always enjoyed seeing her father at his most natural; there was just something about her father’s true form that spoke to something deep inside of her, even beyond the sexual. The sight of her father now made her shiver; she had no doubt that she was going to be at her father’s mercy this night, and the thought was more than a little appealing.\n\n\tRopes took the lead after he transformed into his true self, his own desires having magnified with the self-enforced denial of satisfaction he had placed upon himself earlier. After his tug, he moved his other hand to take hold of Helena second thigh, his predatory nature compelling him to make sure that his partner would not seek to deny him his right. Those thighs were spread before him, revealing Helena’s treasure in all its beauty, the slit and mound of his daughter already damp with anticipation. It was the very sight that Ropes had thought about for the better part of the day, and now that it was within reach, the very notion of waiting a second longer evaporated from his mind. His sheath, already bulging with the eagerness of the organ contained within, parted to reveal the puma’s uncut cock once more, and the sheath was pulled back even more as Ropes ground his thick shaft against Helena’s sex, the slight friction just enough to pull the furry covering back to reveal his cock in all its glory. The sensations also had an effect on Helena, who writhed in place as her body was stimulated in the first moments, knowing that this was just the tip of the iceberg.\n\n\tHelena found her lust and desire growing, coming to a height that matched and even exceeded the feelings that had blossomed earlier in the day. She came to realize the truth of her father’s words; delayed pleasure could sometimes be its own reward. The feeling of the puma rubbing his cock against her pussy made her hiss out something unintelligible to her father’s ears, and before she realized it, her arms were reaching up to try to stroke over her father’s chest. Before she could even manage the journey halfway, her progress was stopped by the intervention of two of those undulating tendrils, the flexible lengths curling around her wrists with surprising strength and pinning them back against the bed.\n\n\t“Oh no, not this time, my sexy little dragoness…not tonight,” Ropes growled to his daughter as the full flesh of his organ was exposed at last. “Forget what you remember of our sexual escapades before now. Tonight is going to be…special.” The last word was uttered with emphasis as the puma exerted his considerable strength and control to render his daughter almost helpless, her body only able to move as he willed it to.\n\n\tThis WAS a surprise to Helena; always before she had been able to take an active role, to feel her father’s body as he moved against her, to stroke his soft fur or his magnificent flesh, or even to control the pace as she mounted him in turn and dangled her tits in front of his face. It was both exciting and frightening at the same time; she had never seen her father in this state, and it dawned on her that it was something he had probably kept hidden for a special occasion…like their anniversary, perhaps. Her next thoughts were quickly wiped away as her father exerted himself once more and drove his uncut cock into her snatch, the rod of flesh spearing her folds with enough force to make her scream aloud in a mixture of pleasure and relief. Yes! This is what she had been craving! She writhed in place as her father filled her with his meat, the tendrils holding her arms and wrists against the bed as she felt the intrusion into her core, so familiar and yet so new at the same time.\n\n\tRopes watched the dragoness underneath him stir and struggle against her bonds, but he knew that it was a struggle borne of pleasure and not fear; he could smell her arousal in the air, could see the expression on her face and muzzle, and could hear her blatant moans as he moved within her. Before long, the demonic puma managed to hilt his cub-maker inside of his daughter’s cunny, and as soon as he bottomed out inside of her tight tunnel, he began to slam his hips against her own, his urges pushing him past the desire of foreplay straight into the instinct to mate, to claim, to conquer. The puma’s white, pupil-less eyes flashed a brilliant hue as embraced his carnal urges, his hands holding onto each of Helena’s legs to use them as leverage to pound even deeper into his daughter. “Aaaaah, yesssss…embrace the pleasure, my little dragoness…tonight, I’m going to show you what a pleasure demon can do…and how they enslave mortals to their lusts.”\n\n\t“Oooooh! Daddy!” Helena gasped out, the word sounding foreign to her ears, but oh so right; she hadn’t called her father that in ages, since she was a young hatchling, but the power he was exuding was thrilling and intoxicating, she couldn’t help herself. Already, she felt as if she was his plaything, his toy, and despite all of her past experiences with her father, it was if she were a sweet and innocent dragoness once more, just ripe to be corrupted by the beast towering above her. She wanted to hold her father, to embrace him, to do anything for him, but every attempt was stymied by the tendrils and her father’s impressive grip. She tossed her head back and forth on the bed, her insides tingling with spreading pleasure as she was plowed without mercy. “Mmmm, ah! Yes, daddy! Fuck me, daddy!” she cried out to him, the words spilling out from her lips breathlessly.\n\n\tAn answering growl and snarl from the puma atop her told her volumes; if she could do nothing else, she could encourage her father on to enjoy her shapely and voluptuous body, her two pairs of breasts bouncing wildly underneath the nightshirt she wore, the four tits easily visible through the transparent garment. Her gaze focused on her father’s expression, the feline muzzle occasionally panting as he pounded her. His own eyes were unreadable as he moved above her, but she had no doubt she was looking at her body, taking in all of her form and curves, memorizing the sight to enjoy at his leisure. “Grrrrrrowl…what a good little fuck you are, my sexy daughter…and we’ve only just begun…” he rasped to her as he groaned his pleasure, his hips slamming against her own over and over again, the outline of his thick cock visible along her belly as he mounted her.\n\n\tUntil this point, two of the tendrils that adorned the puma’s back had been unused, held in reserve in case he needed to bring them to bear to subdue his daughter. Now that she was fully in his power, Ropes brought those tendrils to bear. The organs reshaped themselves into a more suitable purpose, the long green lengths forming into specialized suckers as they slunk underneath Helena’s nightshirt, exploring the smooth texture of her belly scales as they travelled to their destination. The dragoness could do nothing as they explored her body, the young drake being forced to wait as they made their way up her body, her eyes closing momentarily as a particularly powerful shock of pleasure ran through her groin to disperse throughout her body. She opened them once more as she felt a peculiar sensation at her chest, and saw the cause; the newly formed suckers of the tendrils had latched on to her lower breasts, each sucker slipping over her pert nipples and putting itself to good use. Helena arched her back on the bed, displaying a trace of her father’s unnatural strength, but Ropes was by far the stronger, and even with the sudden burst of strength, she could not break his hold. “Aaaaaah! Too much! Too much!” Helena called out to her father, unprepared for this new tack but loving it all the same, despite her cries.\n\n\tIf Ropes heeded his daughter’s cries, he didn’t show it; his growls continued to build in intensity as he relished the new sensations he was feeling in turn, his entire body feeling that rush of excitement at being able to enjoy himself to the fullest. His grip on his daughter’s thighs grew more firm, more insistent, tugging Helena back against him as his speared the dragoness over and over, the primal fury of his lusts making the bed creak and squeak; the bed had never been intended for such raw usage, and the two bodies atop it were putting it through tests it had never weathered before. The cacophony of sound merely enhanced the experience, as if each groan from the bedsprings was another moan of pleasure coming from the ravaged dragoness, her own muzzle wide open and calling out cries of pleasure and gasps of delight. The puma concentrated as his tendrils sucked hard at Helena’s nipples, willing the suckers to tug, pull, and caress those firm teats in ways that mere fingertips couldn’t hope to manage, the hungry pseudo-mouths working to try and coax milk from the breasts, milk that wouldn’t come…\n\n\tAnd as the two bodies writhed and moved together on the bed, as the heavy thumping of the bedposts echoed through the room, the door to the bedroom, which had been closed improperly, was worked free, the entryway opening up just a crack, a mere sliver of space and light spilling forth…\n\n\tSoon Helena’s moans and cries of pleasure gradually faded from the room, to replaced by heavy panting and voiceless gasps, the tension in Helena’s body brewing to something she had never felt before. The dragoness had thought she knew her own body well enough before now, but she was quickly discovering that there was a reason why pleasure demons were so good at what they did. There was no time to brace herself, no time to try and stave off her impending release. She felt her body give itself over to the waves of euphoria that flooded her body, and before she could even muster up the breath to warn her father, she came, and came hard. Her inner walls clenched over the rod of flesh inside of her, the dragoness spasming uncontrollably as she screamed soundlessly, her mind and body overwhelmed in that one moment. For one almost terrifying moment, Helena found that she couldn’t breathe, but her body caught up to what was happening in the next heartbeat, and air once again entered her lungs, just in time for the dragoness to whimper in ecstasy, her throes of pleasure continuing as her father continued to plow into her hungrily with his uncut cock.\n\n\tRopes continued his frantic pace without any hesitation; if Helena’s sudden climax gave him pause, he never showed it. The puma clearly could feel his daughter’s body trembling underneath him, however; the lustful grin on his face grew wider, and the rush of pleasure coursing through Helena’s body only seemed to feed the puma’s demonic energies, his feline form practically glowing with power. His cock throbbed with potent sex energy, and it tingled inside of his daughter’s body as it continued to thrust into her clenching pussy, precum flowing steadily from his tip as he savored the taste of Helena’s release. He had enjoyed the pleasure from mortals, but Helena was a half-breed demoness in her own right, and the mix of mortal and infernal energies was a tonic he found he enjoyed immensely. “Ahhhh…mmmm, so tasty…” Ropes purred to the dragoness beneath him with a lick of his lips. “Cum for me again, my slutty little dragoness…cum for your father.” His words carried something along in his voice, a little undercurrent of his growing power; it was a trick he had mastered long ago, a suggestion that was as good as a command to his prey.\n\n\tHelena had not yet recovered from her first climax before the words her father uttered reached her ears, and though she could not understand how, she found that she couldn’t help but obey. Another spike of pleasure coursed through her body, and her head felt back against the mattress limply as her young body exploded into another shuddering climax, the dragoness no longer in control of herself. She gasped open-mouthed, a few more whimpers escaping her lips as her body was used without mercy, her fingers clutching weakly at the open air with her hands and arms still pinned to the bed. Her toes likewise flexed helplessly, her ankles held against the puma’s sides, the silk of her stockings brushing against his hide every time her cunny was speared by the pulsing dick of her father. The haze of pleasure filled Helena’s mind, leaving her completely at the puma’s mercy.\n\n\tAs before, Ropes seemed to feed on the pleasure that he shared with the dragoness, his white eyes closing as he took a moment to drink it all in with delight. When he opened them once more, he growled in pure hunger, the taste of his daughter’s energies like an addiction to the pleasure demon. His demonic side wanted to fuck his daughter until she was completely spent, to drain her completely, to test her boundries and leave her quivering and helpless. He knew that she was made of sterner stuff than mere mortals, however; her half-demon side would ensure that she would not break so easily. He smiled inwardly as he regarded this and looked over the form of his limp daughter as he fucked her, her tits bouncing and swaying wildly, even under the two suckers that milked two of Helena’s teats. He could feel his own peak rising, and he had no desire to deny himself any longer. His hips sped up their pace a little more, and Ropes leaned down to murmur into Helena’s ear. “I shouldn’t do this, Hel…I can scent it on you. You’re ripe…your womb is thirsty…if I don’t pull out, you will become my little breeder.” Ropes then growled lustfully to his daughter, a low growl that bespoke his dark intentions. “But I don’t care. I must have you, my daughter. You wanted all of me, and you shall have it. And when my cum claims your eggs, my conquest of you will be complete.”\n\n\tHelena could hear every word that her father uttered to her, and if the situation were different, she would never have believed that such words would have ever been spoken to her by the puma that had raised her from an infant. Such was the hold that Ropes had on her at this point that she not only accepted the words as they were spoken, she welcomed them, craved them, and craved the fate that they spoke of. If she had the strength, she would have answered her father with a heartfelt plea. She would have begged her father to make use of her body, to claim her womb as he had claimed her mother’s, to plant his seed within her body to make use of her fertile breeding ground. All this she would have uttered without a second’s hesitation, but she could not even muster the energy to form a single word of assent. She merely lolled her head from side to side, unable to cope with the pleasure that continually assaulted her shapely form. Neither was Ropes content to wait for an answer from his daughter; his heavy ballsac was ready for its sinister task, the orbs overflowing with otherworldly puma semen to be unleashed, the sac slapping loudly against Helena’s ass with each thrust, until finally, Ropes lunged forward with a roar, and sealed his hips to the dragoness, the two bodies united as his cock throbbed and swelled in the tight passage surrounding it. The puma’s body seemed to glow with energies once more, the demonic feline feeling the moment of conquest upon him as his cock surged, and thick streamers of potent cum travelled through his organ to geyser from his slit, the sticky essence pulsing into Helena’s pussy to force its way inside of her cervix. Ropes held himself tightly to the shuddering dragoness, his purrs loud and vocal as he pumped wave after wave of his demonic seed into his daughter, his potent sperm swimming around in Helena’s womb from the instant they arrived, seeking out the eggs that they knew were there.\n\n\tAs more and more of the puma’s cum entered her body, Helena knew with a sudden certainty that she was going to be a mother, that her father wouldn’t rest until he had properly seeded and impregnated her. This knowledge gave her a sudden chill; it was a chill born of both of a hidden dread and a secret thrill. For a moment, she wondered how she would keep this from her mother; the incestual act between father and daughter was supposed to be a secret thing, but when enough time had passed, there would be no way she could disguise her activities from her mother and brother. She doubted Hisson would care overmuch, but she could only wonder what her mother would say. These thoughts were gone in an instant to be replace by that thrill, the thrill of a new life growing inside of her, a life that would be given by her father, someone that she loved so much. She looked up at her father in that instant to see his face etched in an expression of sheer joy and delight, his tail swaying behind him slowly as he felt each spurt of cum enter his daughter to become part of her. The look on his face was worth any sort of punishment her mother could deal her if she chose to, and Helena felt her body relax under Ropes at last, giving herself to her father completely. Suddenly, she saw her father chuckle, and at that moment, she knew that somehow, the puma knew that he had completed his task; her father had impregnated her. One or more of her eggs had fallen victim to his cum, and she was now going to bear his young inside of her belly; she was now her father’s breeder.\n\n\tThe two stayed locked together in that tableau for the space of several moments, in which time Helena managed to regain her breath at last, her moans of pleasure returning in fits and spurts as she lay under her father. The fury of the puma’s lusts seemed to have abated with his release, and once more Helena attempted to embrace her father, but she found that her wrists were still held fast on the bed by the powerful tendrils. She couldn’t even budge them, but she wasn’t worried; she was content to just lay there and enjoy the moment, her breath still coming in ragged gasps but growing stronger by the moment. As she savored the feeling of the warm goo flowing within her body, she took stock of everything that had happened to her, her body at the mercy of the large and powerful male atop her, a creature that hardly seemed like the doting father that was so kind and gentle to his family. She found that she wasn’t sure which side of the puma she preferred more, but for the moment at least, the current incarnation won out.\n\n\t“Mmmmm…oh, daddy…” Helena cooed to the purring feline above her, her form lightly squirming in place as she felt the molten heat pour within her body. “Aaaah…I…I don’t know what that was…but thank you…that was…well…indescribable.” Helena licked her lips as she regained some of herself and her energy, feeling oh so good in all the right ways. She was so content, in fact, that she missed the rumbling growl coming from her father once more, and was only shook back to awareness when her father began to move once more.\n\n\t“Heh heh heh…silly girl…you didn’t think I was DONE, did you?” Ropes snickered as he shifted his body, the two tendrils milking Helena’s chest removing themselves at last, giving up the pretense of suckling dragoness milk from his daughter. Instead, the suckers shifted forms once more, the two appendages adopting the forms of cock-tendrils as they had just the morning before. “Your mother underestimated me as well, when we first pushed each other to the limit; I’m far from finished.” The puma seemed so different from before, the demon fully given in to his carnal desires with only the merest hint of fatherly affection to his words. It was only now that the dragoness began to feel that perhaps she had bit off more than she could chew; her last orgasm had taken her breath away, how much more could she possibly stand? Even now, she could feel her father’s seed still pumping into her full womb; how could he even think of taking her once more when he wasn’t finished with his own climax?\n\n\t“What are you…?” was all Helena managed to inquire of her father; before she had even finished voicing her question even halfway, Ropes speared her muzzle with not one, but both of his cock-tendrils, the twin organs filling her mouth completely and making even a partial attempt at speech impossible. A muffled groan was all she could manage as the organs warred for dominance in her muzzle, each fighting to be the first to lodge itself in her throat, squirming and thrusting desperately. Helena could taste her father all over, her tongue being plastered against the thick flesh in her muzzle as the lengths forced their way inside, one cock-tendril finally winning the battle inside of her mouth to spear down into her throat, making her throat bulge visibly with the sudden intrusion.\n\n\tIt was at this moment that Helena’s throat was taken that her father released her left wrist from its bonds at last. The freedom was short-lived, however; Ropes let go of his daughter’s leg at the same time, letting the limb fall limply to the bed in order to reach up and clench his fingers through Helena’s hand, clasping it tightly while holding it in place. The now free tendril slunk back along the shapely body of the dragoness, trailing itself over her front before pausing curiously near her belly. The puma’s eyes glowed with something indescribable as he pulled his hips back, the rod of flesh between his thighs exiting the dragoness with the visible ejaculations of male and female cum coating his cock. “Something special for my little dragoness…” he purred aloud as he coiled the tip of his tendril around his cock, still holding his daughter steady so that Helena couldn’t possibly see what the puma was planning.\n\n\tThe muffled groan that issued forth from Helena’s stuffed muzzle and the look of surprise that was mirrored in her eyes was reward enough for Ropes when he united the newly ribbed cock with his daughter’s pussy. The puma wasn’t the least bit winded by his earlier exertions, and he hadn’t often tried this technique with his prior lovers; the puma wondered why he hadn’t done so more often as he drove himself into the cum-filled snatch once more, the sounds of raw fucking filling the air as his hips slammed forward once more. He could feel Helena’s leg thrashing a bit on the bed, the limb no longer inhibited by his steel grip, but it was more the motions of their twin bodies on the bed rather than any sort of conscious effort on the part of the dragoness to try and forestall his mating. Ropes growled once more, his inhibitions scattered to the four winds as he lunged forward to bury his cock to the hilt, the shudder of his daughter as she trembled in pleasure giving the puma a sense of satisfaction that could only be matched by the delightful sensations coursing through his flesh.\n\n\tHelena felt her body being manhandled, her body being violated once more, but any panic she felt at the puma’s aggressive humping was quickly quashed by the intense feelings that were coursing through her. She simply couldn’t resist her father, either physically or mentally, and the way that he dominated her called to a part of her that she never knew existed. It was only the space of a few moments, but the dragoness found herself climaxing once more, her body still not completely recovered from the heights of pleasure she was driven to only just a short while ago. Helena’s body tensed and shuddered violently under her father as he claimed her anew, her sex rippling around the welcome intruder, but as her youthful form shared its delight with the lustful male, her mind could not process the flood of pleasure any longer. Driven to the point of excess, Helena’s eyes rolled back up into her head, and all the tension in her body melted away, her body limp and quivering underneath the puma as he plowed into her.\n\n\tA normal partner might have been concerned for their lover if they drove them into this state, but Ropes knew better; the mind didn’t need to be present in order to feel pleasure. It was often a challenge for a pleasure demon to send someone into this state and keep them at this state for as long as possible, and there were plenty of tricks the puma still had at his disposal. He purred in delight and spoke once more to his daughter, sure that she could hear his words even if she couldn’t fully comprehend them any more. “Awww, poor baby…did father break you? Well, don’t worry…your old man is a pro at this. When you’re finally conscious again, you’ll feel the best you’ve ever felt in your life…” As he spoke, his pace never slowed, his desire never faltered; he speared the dragoness from both ends, reaping the oral pleasure from his cock-tendrils as they made Helena’s throat bulge from their repeated intrusion, while building himself to another climax, the second of countless many to come. Ropes at the utmost confidence that he would not be disturbed until his task was complete and he was sated as only a pleasure demon could be sated.\n\n\tWhat neither Ropes or Helena noticed was the soft creak of the door as it was opened up a little wider. The sounds of sex had finally alerted someone to their activities, and as the dragoness was fucked into complete exhaustion, a secretive eye took in the action, its owner silent and attentive…\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Quiet Time

\tThere are families that are close, and families that are somewhat distant from each other. Of the two, the former best described the happy homestead of Ropes and Fyre. The demon puma and the fire dragoness had lived together quite comfortably, and had two wonderful children: Hisson and Helena. Like any family, occasionally they had their differences of opinion, but there was no denying that they loved each other genuinely and unequivocally. Sometimes, however, events can happen that alter the course of a relationship, even one within a close family. Such events were set into motion within the family three years ago, when Helena was just thirteen. She was just blossoming into a young woman, and was playing in her room when she heard the creek of the door open up and her father stepped into the room with a smile on their face. They were alone in the house, and soon, as the door closed behind Ropes with a click, they were alone in the room as well. Neither of them spoke of the events that happened that evening to anyone else, but it made an impression on them both…to this very day.

Present Day

\tIt was a quiet day for the Coldsteel family, so quiet that it was on the verge of being boring. The reason for this was that the holidays had come and gone, and with the flurry of activity that had preceded it, things had now hit a lull. Everyone in the house seemed to be doing their own thing rather than as a family unit, and as Ropes looked through the fridge for something to satisfy an unknown craving, he realized things were unusually quiet. After closing the fridge with an unsatisfied sigh, he decided to look around the house to see what everyone was up to. The first person he checked up on was Hisson, who was not hard to find; the young half-puma, half-dragon was clicking through the channels on television with a somewhat bored look on his face. He appeared to be looking for something to watch, and didn’t seem to be having much luck with finding a station that could hold his interest for very long.

\t“Hey son, what’s going on?” Ropes ventured as he walked into the room.

\t“Nothing much, just watching TV,” came the droning reply, every syllable expressing disinterest.

\t“Anything interesting on?”

\t“Nah, just reruns, mostly. And some stuff that I never watch.” Nevertheless, Hisson continued to flick through the channels, holding out hope that the situation would change. That was the thing about TV, there were always new options if you cared to wait a half-hour or so.

\t“Ah, I see. Where’s your mother?”

\t“She’s taking a long bath. She says she hasn’t had one in a while.”

\tRopes nodded. He was familiar with Fyre’s long baths. Being a fire dragoness, she could handle quite intense heat, and she enjoyed doing so when she could. She would be in the bath for no less than an hour, that much was certain.

\t“And Helena? I don’t see her anywhere…”

\t“Oh, she’s in her room. She didn’t want to watch TV, and said something about reading a book.”

\t“In her room, huh?” Ropes took in this bit of information with a smile. “Well, it’s good to see everyone has something to do.” He started to walk towards Helena’s room. “Well, I’ll just go in and peek on her; I know better than to bother your mother when she’s in her relaxation time.”

\t“Yeah, sure dad…” Hisson replied, still flicking through channels and occasionally pausing to see if a program caught his interest.

\tHelena’s door was open; not as wide as it could open, but enough that the inside of her room could be seen without trouble. Helena wasn’t reading a book as she had claimed to Hisson earlier, but was instead sitting at her desk looking around the internet on her computer. She was so preoccupied with her activities that she didn’t even hear the door creak behind her as her father entered the room sneakily. It was only when she heard the sound of her father’s throat clearing that she turned back in surprise, a guilty expression caught on her face. “Gah! Don’t do that!”

\t“Sorry, kiddo,” Ropes replied with a grin as he sat on the bed, using one of his dimensional tendrils to push the door to a more closed state, leaving the door open just enough for a hairline crack of light to shine through from outside. “I saw you sitting at your desk through the open door, so I thought I’d peek in. I figured if you were worried about someone inviting themselves in, you would have closed the door all the way.”

\t“Oh, um…” Helena began, looking back behind her to the lit screen on her terminal. “Actually, I thought it WAS closed. I guess that was my fault, huh?” She turned back to her father and smiled sheepishly. She didn’t bother to hide what was on the screen; she knew that even if she did, her father would pry into what it was she was looking at. Ropes wasn’t the sort of father to pry into her personal affairs normally, but he could always sniff out an embarrassing situation and bring it to light. Being her father didn’t exclude his demonic nature from exerting itself.

\t“Well, you know our family, dear. We’re pretty open.” Ropes peeked around his daughter to take a quick glance at the screen, and saw what it was that Helena was embarrassed about. On the screen was a picture of two dragons, a male and a female, naked and locked in an amorous embrace, clearly in the throes of ecstasy. It was in clear resolution and quite detailed, leaving no doubt as to what Ropes was actually looking at.

\t“I guess you’re wondering about the picture, huh?” Helena queried, noting the direction of her father’s gaze.

\t“Well, yes and no. I know you’re mature enough to handle such pictures like that,” Ropes answered with a smile, glancing from the computer to Helena and back again. “Lord knows there’s enough pictures like that over the net to find. You know me, I’m cool with that sort of stuff. I mean, hey, look at me.” Ropes spread out his arms wide and grinned to his daughter. “I’m a pleasure demon.”

\tThe tension in the room was broken by this admission from the demonic puma, and Helena chuckled at that, her body seeming to become more relaxed in that moment. Forgetting the offending image on the computer, she got up from her desk and moved to join her father on her bed, giving him a warm hug. “I know, I know…I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by now, hmm?” she purred out to him, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment before pulling back. “Though I think we both enjoy surprises.”

\t“Well, the good kind, at least…” Ropes trailed, moving one of his tendrils up to stroke his daughter’s cheek. “But we never seem to run out of those, do we?”

\t“No, we don’t…” Helena replied, then reached out to take hold of the tendril stroking her cheek, holding it in her palm for a moment. She looked into her father’s eyes for a moment, then brought the spade of the tendril to her lips, giving it a slow, sensual lick. The tendril in her grasp soon changed forms, reacting to the attention by morphing into a phallic version of itself, the tendril throbbing in her palm as she circled the tip with her tongue, keeping her eyes on her father all the while.

\tRopes purred aloud and half-lidded his eyes as he watched his daughter perform fellatio on his tendril. He could feel the pleasure keenly through his tendril once it changed into a cocktip, the tingles evoking familiar feelings in the demonic puma. Ropes looked over his daughter as she busied herself with the organ in front of her, admiring just how his progeny had blossomed into a shapely woman, even if she still had a ways to go before reaching full womanhood. Helena took mostly after her mother, sharing many of the traits that the older fire dragoness possessed, but there were still some notable differences. Bearing smooth red scales that covered most of her body, those scales were of a lighter hue than those of Fyre, and unlike her mother, the scales were a uniform color throughout; her mother had yellow streaks periodically in her coloration which marked her distinction. Fyre also boasted a orange underbelly of scales that highlighted her ample curves and womanly attributes, a trait that Helena also shared, but like with her red scales, her underbelly was a lighter tone, being more akin to yellow than orange.

\tThese traits were only the tip of the iceberg, however; Helena sported a head of hair that was as blonde as her bellyscales were. It was a marvelous head of hair, and it made her look even younger than she seemed. Fyre had never had such hair; her head sported a yellow crest instead, one that flowed from the top of her head down to her neck. The difference in traits also intrigued Ropes; his natural coat of fur was tan, and even though his body was all hair (such as it was), he had never sported locks of hair like his daughter had. An interesting amalgam of the parents’ genes, he supposed. A more drastic and notable difference to the puma was that of his daughter’s chest. Where his mate took after most normal females in having only one set of breasts, Helena instead was blessed with an extra set, having four breasts which were as plump and succulent as her mother’s. Ropes had seen them many times, as his daughter and son shared the same compunction to wander around the house naked as he did from time to time, but right now his view of the lovely breasts was obscured partially by one of Helena’s favorite garments; a thin, see-through purple nightshirt that flowed freely over her shapely body. Of course, one of the reasons that Helena love the garment so much was because she knew that it offered a horrible tease to the males around the household; namely Ropes and Hisson.

\tRopes savored the amorous attentions of his daughter as she teased the tip of his tendril, then slowly engulfed the formed cock into her muzzle, slipping the sensitive length past her lips several inches before beginning to suckle teasingly. Helena seemed all too aware of what she was doing to her father, and what effect she was having on him, and Ropes did nothing to stop it, his countenance taking on a more hungry and lustful visage as the pleasure gradually made its way through his body.  Ropes was a pleasure demon, a creature forged in flames to entice, to pleasure, to seduce and to corrupt, and such actions knew no limits…not even to his own daughter. Slowly that tendril within Helena’s lips began to move back and forth, sinking more of its flesh into Helena’s maw, giving the young dragoness more to taste and to suckle with each passing moment.

\tAs the parental side of Ropes gave way to more carnal desires, he became more aware of certain things. Helena wasn’t just dressed in her nightshirt; she also had donned a pair of her favorite stockings, purple like her nightshirt and thigh-high in size, which hugged her legs perfectly. In addition, he noticed her lack of bra and panties, which in itself wasn’t unusual, but in his heightened state of awareness, he could both scent his daughter’s arousal and see the moistness between her thighs, crouched as she was on the bed with her thighs underneath the bulk of her body. Clearly his daughter was already in the mood to do something when she first turned on the computer, and had prepared for an event; it was lucky for him that he wandered in when he did. And Ropes was never one to let an opportunity like this go to waste.

\t“Mmmm…that’s nice…just like three years ago, hmm?” Ropes murmured to Helena as her cheeks began to hollow out with the increased suction she presented to the invading cock-tendril. Helena answered with a soft “mmmmm…” through her closed lips, her eyes looking up to her father with a growing intensity. Teen though she might be, Helena most definitely had adult thoughts running through her mind. One of her hands reached out to press itself lightly against Ropes, stroking his bare chest slowly, then drifting lower down his front to journey towards the sheath between his legs.

\tRopes felt the hand’s presence, and knew what it was that his daughter was questing for; the very act was enough to make his already stirring loins bulge with anticipation and lust, his sheath plumping up as the organ inside made ready to make itself known. He did nothing to halt the progress of that hand, but instead turned his attention elsewhere. His tendrils began to reshape themselves, one by one, transforming like their counterpart to become phallic in form and purpose, and each begin to slide over Helena’s nearly naked body, caressing her in simple yet overt ways. The reaction in Helena was instantaneous; her hand instantly leapt to take hold of her father’s sheath, her fingers caressing the furry covering with no small amount of enthusiasm, rubbing it in the hopes of evoking the presence of the tool that created her inside of her mother’s womb. Her body leaned towards her father, seeking to press some or all of her body against the strong demonic puma before her, her need rising within her young body. Her thighs clenched to try to contain the leaking arousal from her pussy, but then they opened up wantonly as she leaned close, fanning the scent of growing heat into the open air. Almost as if in response, a few of the tendrils snuck under Helena’s nightshirt to begin molesting her body directly, his smooth organs slipping along his daughter’s bare scales.

\tWith the touch of Helena’s fingers over his sheath, the organ within emerged after several choice caresses and strokes of the warm covering, exposing the puma’s cock to display it openly before his daughter. The shaft and tip looked exactly like the phalli on the tips of his tendrils, save for the distinctive flesh coloration, and the tip was uncut, untouched by any blade, mortal or otherwise. With the emergence of his dick, Ropes pulled the cock-tendril within his daughter’s muzzle back from her lips, denying her the chance to please her father more with her oral affections. The reason for this became clear as he explained himself to the disappointed gaze of the dragoness: “That’s enough for the appetizer, sweetie…now time to help yourself to the main course.” He moved his hand to stroke underneath Helena’s chin lightly, then with a gentle pressure, he placed his hand on the back of her head and slowly guided her to eye level with the towering spire of flesh between his thighs.

\tIn truth, Ropes needn’t have bothered in guiding his daughter; her own swelling lusts left her little doubt as to what she wanted, and she as much moved her own muzzle to its target as allowed her father to move her head to his groin. There was no hesitation on Helena’s part when she found her target, and she engulfed her father’s cock with a sensual “mmmmm” of satisfaction, not bothering with any further pretense of foreplay as she strove to fit as much of the puma’s shaft into her muzzle as she could manage. The groan from Ropes was audible, followed by a sign of satisfaction; the sound could be heard through the doorway if anyone was paying attention to it, but the door was only open a crack, so a majority of the sound was too muffled to detect. Not the least bit concerned about his vocalizations, Ropes watched Helena begin to suckle on his manhood, the muzzle of the dragoness beginning to bob up and down on the length that created her in the womb of her mother. There was something about it; his daughter worshiping the virile tool that spawned her, the organ that pleasured her mother and claimed her for his own…there was something about having Helena wantonly suckling on that very same rod that was heaven to the demonic puma.

\t“Mmmm, that’s right…get a good taste, sweetie…suck your father’s cock and make him blow his wad for you…” Ropes murmured to Helena as he stroked over her cheek, his tendrils moving to fondle her halfway naked body in ways that would be sure to entice her further. He smiled as Helena increased the fervor of her movements at her father’s words, her muzzle sinking down further to slip the tip of the musky shaft into her throat; both Fyre and Helena loved the dirty talk, as the puma had discovered on separate (but no less enjoyable) occasions, and Ropes loved to use dirty talk, thanks to his infernal nature. “Let’s see just how hungry you are,” he continued in a teasing tone, his hips shifting to slowly thrust into Helena’s tight muzzle, his heavy ballsac shifting underneath him on the bed as it moved along with its owner’s calculated motions.

\tWhile Helena was a dutiful daughter and wanted to make her father happy, she also enjoyed a challenge, and she knew a challenge when she heard one. She growled under her breath, and reached out to take hold of the base of her father’s cock with one set of fingers, while the other moves down to cup over the large and swollen nutsack underneath, feeling the massive and potent orbs within and sensing them rolling around under her touch. Her touch was light, careful, but with the practiced touch of one who knew their lover intimately, and she held her father’s sac and stroked it in ways that made her father tremble in delight, his own touches from his hands and tendrils becoming more deliberate. As Helena swallowed down more and more of his cock with each forward bob of her muzzle, she felt one of those reformed tentacles slip between her thighs to her unprotected sex, the cocktip stroking over her labia teasingly before snaking its way inside of her pussy, the intrusion making her groan sweetly around the mouthful of cock in her muzzle. Ropes felt the pleasure keenly through that tendril as well, the pleasure assaulting his body on two fronts now, with each surge through his body bringing him that much closer to the release that both he and his daughter craved.

\tThe bed slowly began to creak audibly as the two moved with each other, father and daughter both increasing the intensity of their movements as the heat of each was stoked and stirred to greater heights. Soon Ropes began to outdistance Helena in his depth of movement, shafting his cock deep into her muzzle and throat as his demonic urges began to overtake him. He knew his daughter could take it, being both part of his demonic heritage and also from prior experience; he didn’t want to be gentle, and she wouldn’t want it to be gentle. “Grrrr…how I love to fuck your muzzle, Hel…I love to watch your throat bulge as you swallow down my cock…just like a good daughter should…” he purred out to his little girl, his balls aching as they yearned to spill their load inside of that sweet muzzle. “You like being daddy’s little cocksucker, don’t you?” he whispered as he leaned close to murmur into Helena’s ear, giving her another deep jab of his cock-tendril as it filled her over and over again with its meat.

\tThe answering moan from Helena’s muffled lips told Ropes everything he needed to know; the young dragoness was hungry for it, aching for it, every fiber of her being longing for her father’s cock and the treasures it contained. Helena’s eyes closed, losing the sight of her father but gaining more clarity from her other senses, allowing her to enjoy the rhythmic intrusion of the cock-tentacle between her thighs, the others that stroked and caressed her smooth scales all over her body to spread pre lightly along her body like a fine lotion, and the throbbing shaft that filled her muzzle and throat over and over again, feeding her the liquid warmth that was only a precursor to the true meal. Her palm rubbed and stroked over her father’s ballsac eagerly, hefting it and massaging it with her fingertips, while she jerked off the base of the cock in her muzzle, using every method she could think of to get the puma off. The puma growled and groaned as each touch spurred on his lusts to their eventual peak, but even in his haze of desire, he still managed to keep control of himself, and more words spilled from his lips to fan Helena’s desire: “Such a slutty little dragoness you are, sucking your father off in such a sexy outfit…you make your father so proud…”

\t As Ropes spoke, Helena gave a little shudder, her body tensing suddenly as her shapely form surrendered to the sensations that were assaulting it, the combination of wordplay and physical pleasure combining to give the young dragoness a surge of euphoria as she came. A muffled moan of delight escaped her full muzzle as her pussy milked at the tendril between her thighs, trying to grasp more of it to welcome into her depths, her body awaiting the flood of puma cum that it so desperately craved. It was only after the euphoria of the moment lessened from the initial burst that she soon realized that the fountain of molten heat was not forthcoming. Neither the cock in her cunt or the cock in her muzzle had relinquished the reward she was expecting, and she tried to increase her efforts in order to force the desired result from her father, but to her surprise, just as she redoubled her efforts, Ropes pulled back his phalli to slip the shafts from Helena’s lips and sex, both lengths covered in saliva and feminine fluids. Ropes held the tendrils aloft before his daughter, the slick flesh glistening in the light as if to show off the various fluids like trophies of his amorous lusts.

\t“W-what? Why…?” Helena mewled with pants of lust, the sudden feeling of emptiness throughout her body making her feel…cheated, somehow. She got the pleasure she craved, but still…

\tRopes let his tendrils sway teasingly in front of Helena, and still without having answered her question, he stood up and left the comfort of the bed, his muzzle splayed in a wide grin. He got halfway back to the entrance to Helena’s room before he turned back to face her and finally answered her question. “Pleasure delayed is pleasure savored, my daughter. You’re still young; I don’t expect you to understand this fully yet. But don’t worry, you’ll feel the full brunt of my desire soon enough.” He tilted his head slightly to indicate the door behind him. “If I were to fully enjoy myself now, the mess I would leave would surely alert everyone else to what we were up to. We’ve kept things a secret this long; I want to keep things a secret a while longer. It’s more fun that way.”

\tHelena reached down to rub her soaked pussy with her fingers, trying to stave off the feeling of emptiness for just a little longer now that it was obvious that her father wouldn’t be filling it again in the next few moments. “Well, yeah…” she admitted, “it’s definitely fun keeping things secret…but I was having fun…”

\t“Oh, we’ll have fun again later…when everyone else has given us time to properly enjoy ourselves. Your brother knows I was asking about you. I’ll make an appearance or two, and set both him and your mother at ease.” Ropes sauntered over to the door once more and rumbled a soft growl towards Helena. “Just make sure to keep yourself available for later tonight…and keep that outfit on. I like the way it looks on you.”

\tHelena nodded, her own muzzle curling into a grin. “I know what day it is too…and I know that it’s one of your favorites.”

\tRopes peeked out the door to see that Hisson was still watching television laconically, then he shifted his tendrils back to their normal shape, the lengths vanishing into non-existence a moment after. “Such a good daughter you are…I’ll make sure your patience is rewarded.” With that, he exited the room, leaving Helena to continue fingering herself at the memory of her father’s cocks inside of her.

\tIt was some time before father and daughter would meet again. Their delay in their erotic reunion was not due to lack of desire, but rather lack of opportunity; not wanting to reveal herself in her tempting outfit, nor wanting to change out of said outfit, Helena remained in her room under the guise of being engrossed in her book. Ropes covered for his daughter’s disappearance from the family’s company by mentioning to Hisson that he had stopped in on Helena and that she was just ‘doing her thing’ as was somewhat typical of her. When the time came for a meal, Ropes simply brought Helena her food, so as to not arouse suspicion; Helena often ate at her own proclivity and sometimes in her room, so it was not unusual. Ropes offered a wink or a slight tease to the dragoness whenever he brought her food, a slight remembrance to what he promised her earlier, but never lingered to collect; there was simply not enough time to properly enjoy it without attracting attention.

\tIt wasn’t until the evening was winding down that Ropes knew his presence wouldn’t be missed. Fyre had enjoyed her hot bath, perhaps a little too much; she turned in for the night in a relaxed and drowsy state, settling under the covers of her bed to listen to the television drone on. Ropes found her a moment later with her eyes closed and her shapely form dozing soundly, readily on the way to a deep slumber to pass the night away. He closed the bedroom door and checked in on Hisson to see what his son was up to. He found Hisson back at the television once more, but this time he seemed to have found something that would hold his interest for a while; a movie had come on that he has always wanted to see but never got the chance to. Moreover, it was a movie marathon; a quick glance at a commercial on the television revealed that the movie’s prequels would be on shortly after the current movie was over, and it was a series that Hisson enjoyed to watch, even though he had seen the movies many times before. Ropes reflected to himself that it would be some time before Hisson would move from that spot, short of getting himself snacks with which to enjoy the movie marathon. Satisfied that he would not be disturbed, the demonic puma moved confidently to his daughter’s room once more.

\tDuring the time when Helena was alone in her room, she found that all she could look forward to was the time when she could enjoy her father’s company once more. She wasn’t interested in looking up pictures on the net, knowing that she had something more promising to look forward to. She decided that she would keep the guise going of being engrossed in a book while slipping herself under the covers of the bed; if anyone but her father came in to check on her, they wouldn’t suspect that she was dressed up to entice a certain family member. The book she pulled off the shelves to complete the act was one that she had read before numerous times, but was one that no one would readily recognize her of having finished. While she glanced over the pages, she let her mind turn, imagining all sorts of lewd and arousing thoughts with which to entertain herself, letting her thoughts run down different roads of what might happen when the time came. She never once entertained the notion that her father would not return, not when he had always done so in their colorful past.

\tThe dragoness was not disappointed as the hour grew late; she looked up from her book with a smile as her door creaked open, and her feline lover entered the room once more, an unmistakable grin of anticipation playing over his muzzle. Helena could tell by the way her father was moving and by the expression on his face that the time had come, and when Ropes closed the door behind him with a slight click, it was clear that he wasn’t intending merely to pay a social call. Helena felt the familiar flutter in her stomach and loins return, and it was all she could do to resist thumping her tail against the bed in an open display of delight. As Ropes approached the bed after closing the door, Helena’s curiosity got the better of her.

\t“Where’s mom?”

\t“Sleeping soundly,” Ropes answered with a grin.

\t“And Hisson?”

\t“Watching a movie marathon. I doubt he’ll budge for anything less than the walls falling down around us,” the puma replied with a chuckle.

\tHelena nodded as she took stock of this, then smiled coyly at her father. “So, what you’re saying is…we won’t be disturbed.”

\tRopes shrugged noncommittally. “We probably won’t be disturbed. I make no promises. Unless you’d like to ask your brother and mother if they wouldn’t mind leaving the house to give us some privacy?”

\tHelena snickered a little and shook her head. “We’ve been lucky so far. And I don’t really want to wait any longer.” With that, she threw off the covers of the bed to reveal herself in her purple nightshirt and stockings, still worn from that very first moment. The covers draped halfway off the bed, well out of the way to reveal Helena’s entire body, which she then posed sultrily for her father, one hand held behind her back as she breathed in to display her four breasts as best as possible. “So what was that you were saying about rewarding my patience?”

\tThe demonic puma growled in appreciation as he saw his daughter dressed as he had left her, the intent oh so clear as she displayed herself in a pose meant to entice. “I did say something about that, didn’t I,” he murmured with his grin growing ever wider. He slinked up to the edge of the bed and perched himself on the very foot, his naked and masculine feline form displaying the grace and power he was capable of. “Only this time…I’m not stopping until I’m satisfied.”

\tHelena couldn’t suppress a shiver at hearing the tone of her father’s voice, along with the meaning his words conveyed. “Is that a promise?” she replied with a broad grin, her other hand moving to slide between her legs to caress the bare pussy between her thighs.

\t“Oh yes…” Ropes said with a nod of his head, now actively moving to join his daughter on the bed. The puma moved halfway towards Helena, then in a surprise move, he reached out and took hold of the dragoness by her ankle. In the next instant, Ropes gave a firm tug on his daughter’s leg, bringing his considerable strength to bear as if it were as natural as breathing. The move took Helena completely by surprise, and her body slid across the surface of the mattress and bedding towards her father, the silken and satin garments covering her legs and body helping to make the sudden slide smooth and quick. When the dragoness finally stopped moving, she found herself in the middle of the bed, legs spread haphazardly to both sides of the puma’s waist, her hands thrown up in surprise above her head against the bed. She blinked in surprise, taken aback with the sudden maneuver, and looked into her father’s eyes to see what he would do next.

\tWhat happened next wasn’t much of a surprise, given her familiarity with her father’s origins and methods. Ropes brought his extra-dimensional tendrils into being, the four green lengths emerging into reality and sprouting from his back to give the puma his true form. Helena always enjoyed seeing her father at his most natural; there was just something about her father’s true form that spoke to something deep inside of her, even beyond the sexual. The sight of her father now made her shiver; she had no doubt that she was going to be at her father’s mercy this night, and the thought was more than a little appealing.

\tRopes took the lead after he transformed into his true self, his own desires having magnified with the self-enforced denial of satisfaction he had placed upon himself earlier. After his tug, he moved his other hand to take hold of Helena second thigh, his predatory nature compelling him to make sure that his partner would not seek to deny him his right. Those thighs were spread before him, revealing Helena’s treasure in all its beauty, the slit and mound of his daughter already damp with anticipation. It was the very sight that Ropes had thought about for the better part of the day, and now that it was within reach, the very notion of waiting a second longer evaporated from his mind. His sheath, already bulging with the eagerness of the organ contained within, parted to reveal the puma’s uncut cock once more, and the sheath was pulled back even more as Ropes ground his thick shaft against Helena’s sex, the slight friction just enough to pull the furry covering back to reveal his cock in all its glory. The sensations also had an effect on Helena, who writhed in place as her body was stimulated in the first moments, knowing that this was just the tip of the iceberg.

\tHelena found her lust and desire growing, coming to a height that matched and even exceeded the feelings that had blossomed earlier in the day. She came to realize the truth of her father’s words; delayed pleasure could sometimes be its own reward. The feeling of the puma rubbing his cock against her pussy made her hiss out something unintelligible to her father’s ears, and before she realized it, her arms were reaching up to try to stroke over her father’s chest. Before she could even manage the journey halfway, her progress was stopped by the intervention of two of those undulating tendrils, the flexible lengths curling around her wrists with surprising strength and pinning them back against the bed.

\t“Oh no, not this time, my sexy little dragoness…not tonight,” Ropes growled to his daughter as the full flesh of his organ was exposed at last. “Forget what you remember of our sexual escapades before now. Tonight is going to be…special.” The last word was uttered with emphasis as the puma exerted his considerable strength and control to render his daughter almost helpless, her body only able to move as he willed it to.

\tThis WAS a surprise to Helena; always before she had been able to take an active role, to feel her father’s body as he moved against her, to stroke his soft fur or his magnificent flesh, or even to control the pace as she mounted him in turn and dangled her tits in front of his face. It was both exciting and frightening at the same time; she had never seen her father in this state, and it dawned on her that it was something he had probably kept hidden for a special occasion…like their anniversary, perhaps. Her next thoughts were quickly wiped away as her father exerted himself once more and drove his uncut cock into her snatch, the rod of flesh spearing her folds with enough force to make her scream aloud in a mixture of pleasure and relief. Yes! This is what she had been craving! She writhed in place as her father filled her with his meat, the tendrils holding her arms and wrists against the bed as she felt the intrusion into her core, so familiar and yet so new at the same time.

\tRopes watched the dragoness underneath him stir and struggle against her bonds, but he knew that it was a struggle borne of pleasure and not fear; he could smell her arousal in the air, could see the expression on her face and muzzle, and could hear her blatant moans as he moved within her. Before long, the demonic puma managed to hilt his cub-maker inside of his daughter’s cunny, and as soon as he bottomed out inside of her tight tunnel, he began to slam his hips against her own, his urges pushing him past the desire of foreplay straight into the instinct to mate, to claim, to conquer. The puma’s white, pupil-less eyes flashed a brilliant hue as embraced his carnal urges, his hands holding onto each of Helena’s legs to use them as leverage to pound even deeper into his daughter. “Aaaaah, yesssss…embrace the pleasure, my little dragoness…tonight, I’m going to show you what a pleasure demon can do…and how they enslave mortals to their lusts.”

\t“Oooooh! Daddy!” Helena gasped out, the word sounding foreign to her ears, but oh so right; she hadn’t called her father that in ages, since she was a young hatchling, but the power he was exuding was thrilling and intoxicating, she couldn’t help herself. Already, she felt as if she was his plaything, his toy, and despite all of her past experiences with her father, it was if she were a sweet and innocent dragoness once more, just ripe to be corrupted by the beast towering above her. She wanted to hold her father, to embrace him, to do anything for him, but every attempt was stymied by the tendrils and her father’s impressive grip. She tossed her head back and forth on the bed, her insides tingling with spreading pleasure as she was plowed without mercy. “Mmmm, ah! Yes, daddy! Fuck me, daddy!” she cried out to him, the words spilling out from her lips breathlessly.

\tAn answering growl and snarl from the puma atop her told her volumes; if she could do nothing else, she could encourage her father on to enjoy her shapely and voluptuous body, her two pairs of breasts bouncing wildly underneath the nightshirt she wore, the four tits easily visible through the transparent garment. Her gaze focused on her father’s expression, the feline muzzle occasionally panting as he pounded her. His own eyes were unreadable as he moved above her, but she had no doubt she was looking at her body, taking in all of her form and curves, memorizing the sight to enjoy at his leisure. “Grrrrrrowl…what a good little fuck you are, my sexy daughter…and we’ve only just begun…” he rasped to her as he groaned his pleasure, his hips slamming against her own over and over again, the outline of his thick cock visible along her belly as he mounted her.

\tUntil this point, two of the tendrils that adorned the puma’s back had been unused, held in reserve in case he needed to bring them to bear to subdue his daughter. Now that she was fully in his power, Ropes brought those tendrils to bear. The organs reshaped themselves into a more suitable purpose, the long green lengths forming into specialized suckers as they slunk underneath Helena’s nightshirt, exploring the smooth texture of her belly scales as they travelled to their destination. The dragoness could do nothing as they explored her body, the young drake being forced to wait as they made their way up her body, her eyes closing momentarily as a particularly powerful shock of pleasure ran through her groin to disperse throughout her body. She opened them once more as she felt a peculiar sensation at her chest, and saw the cause; the newly formed suckers of the tendrils had latched on to her lower breasts, each sucker slipping over her pert nipples and putting itself to good use. Helena arched her back on the bed, displaying a trace of her father’s unnatural strength, but Ropes was by far the stronger, and even with the sudden burst of strength, she could not break his hold. “Aaaaaah! Too much! Too much!” Helena called out to her father, unprepared for this new tack but loving it all the same, despite her cries.

\tIf Ropes heeded his daughter’s cries, he didn’t show it; his growls continued to build in intensity as he relished the new sensations he was feeling in turn, his entire body feeling that rush of excitement at being able to enjoy himself to the fullest. His grip on his daughter’s thighs grew more firm, more insistent, tugging Helena back against him as his speared the dragoness over and over, the primal fury of his lusts making the bed creak and squeak; the bed had never been intended for such raw usage, and the two bodies atop it were putting it through tests it had never weathered before. The cacophony of sound merely enhanced the experience, as if each groan from the bedsprings was another moan of pleasure coming from the ravaged dragoness, her own muzzle wide open and calling out cries of pleasure and gasps of delight. The puma concentrated as his tendrils sucked hard at Helena’s nipples, willing the suckers to tug, pull, and caress those firm teats in ways that mere fingertips couldn’t hope to manage, the hungry pseudo-mouths working to try and coax milk from the breasts, milk that wouldn’t come…

\tAnd as the two bodies writhed and moved together on the bed, as the heavy thumping of the bedposts echoed through the room, the door to the bedroom, which had been closed improperly, was worked free, the entryway opening up just a crack, a mere sliver of space and light spilling forth…

\tSoon Helena’s moans and cries of pleasure gradually faded from the room, to replaced by heavy panting and voiceless gasps, the tension in Helena’s body brewing to something she had never felt before. The dragoness had thought she knew her own body well enough before now, but she was quickly discovering that there was a reason why pleasure demons were so good at what they did. There was no time to brace herself, no time to try and stave off her impending release. She felt her body give itself over to the waves of euphoria that flooded her body, and before she could even muster up the breath to warn her father, she came, and came hard. Her inner walls clenched over the rod of flesh inside of her, the dragoness spasming uncontrollably as she screamed soundlessly, her mind and body overwhelmed in that one moment. For one almost terrifying moment, Helena found that she couldn’t breathe, but her body caught up to what was happening in the next heartbeat, and air once again entered her lungs, just in time for the dragoness to whimper in ecstasy, her throes of pleasure continuing as her father continued to plow into her hungrily with his uncut cock.

\tRopes continued his frantic pace without any hesitation; if Helena’s sudden climax gave him pause, he never showed it. The puma clearly could feel his daughter’s body trembling underneath him, however; the lustful grin on his face grew wider, and the rush of pleasure coursing through Helena’s body only seemed to feed the puma’s demonic energies, his feline form practically glowing with power. His cock throbbed with potent sex energy, and it tingled inside of his daughter’s body as it continued to thrust into her clenching pussy, precum flowing steadily from his tip as he savored the taste of Helena’s release. He had enjoyed the pleasure from mortals, but Helena was a half-breed demoness in her own right, and the mix of mortal and infernal energies was a tonic he found he enjoyed immensely. “Ahhhh…mmmm, so tasty…” Ropes purred to the dragoness beneath him with a lick of his lips. “Cum for me again, my slutty little dragoness…cum for your father.” His words carried something along in his voice, a little undercurrent of his growing power; it was a trick he had mastered long ago, a suggestion that was as good as a command to his prey.

\tHelena had not yet recovered from her first climax before the words her father uttered reached her ears, and though she could not understand how, she found that she couldn’t help but obey. Another spike of pleasure coursed through her body, and her head felt back against the mattress limply as her young body exploded into another shuddering climax, the dragoness no longer in control of herself. She gasped open-mouthed, a few more whimpers escaping her lips as her body was used without mercy, her fingers clutching weakly at the open air with her hands and arms still pinned to the bed. Her toes likewise flexed helplessly, her ankles held against the puma’s sides, the silk of her stockings brushing against his hide every time her cunny was speared by the pulsing dick of her father. The haze of pleasure filled Helena’s mind, leaving her completely at the puma’s mercy.

\tAs before, Ropes seemed to feed on the pleasure that he shared with the dragoness, his white eyes closing as he took a moment to drink it all in with delight. When he opened them once more, he growled in pure hunger, the taste of his daughter’s energies like an addiction to the pleasure demon. His demonic side wanted to fuck his daughter until she was completely spent, to drain her completely, to test her boundries and leave her quivering and helpless. He knew that she was made of sterner stuff than mere mortals, however; her half-demon side would ensure that she would not break so easily. He smiled inwardly as he regarded this and looked over the form of his limp daughter as he fucked her, her tits bouncing and swaying wildly, even under the two suckers that milked two of Helena’s teats. He could feel his own peak rising, and he had no desire to deny himself any longer. His hips sped up their pace a little more, and Ropes leaned down to murmur into Helena’s ear. “I shouldn’t do this, Hel…I can scent it on you. You’re ripe…your womb is thirsty…if I don’t pull out, you will become my little breeder.” Ropes then growled lustfully to his daughter, a low growl that bespoke his dark intentions. “But I don’t care. I must have you, my daughter. You wanted all of me, and you shall have it. And when my cum claims your eggs, my conquest of you will be complete.”

\tHelena could hear every word that her father uttered to her, and if the situation were different, she would never have believed that such words would have ever been spoken to her by the puma that had raised her from an infant. Such was the hold that Ropes had on her at this point that she not only accepted the words as they were spoken, she welcomed them, craved them, and craved the fate that they spoke of. If she had the strength, she would have answered her father with a heartfelt plea. She would have begged her father to make use of her body, to claim her womb as he had claimed her mother’s, to plant his seed within her body to make use of her fertile breeding ground. All this she would have uttered without a second’s hesitation, but she could not even muster the energy to form a single word of assent. She merely lolled her head from side to side, unable to cope with the pleasure that continually assaulted her shapely form. Neither was Ropes content to wait for an answer from his daughter; his heavy ballsac was ready for its sinister task, the orbs overflowing with otherworldly puma semen to be unleashed, the sac slapping loudly against Helena’s ass with each thrust, until finally, Ropes lunged forward with a roar, and sealed his hips to the dragoness, the two bodies united as his cock throbbed and swelled in the tight passage surrounding it. The puma’s body seemed to glow with energies once more, the demonic feline feeling the moment of conquest upon him as his cock surged, and thick streamers of potent cum travelled through his organ to geyser from his slit, the sticky essence pulsing into Helena’s pussy to force its way inside of her cervix. Ropes held himself tightly to the shuddering dragoness, his purrs loud and vocal as he pumped wave after wave of his demonic seed into his daughter, his potent sperm swimming around in Helena’s womb from the instant they arrived, seeking out the eggs that they knew were there.

\tAs more and more of the puma’s cum entered her body, Helena knew with a sudden certainty that she was going to be a mother, that her father wouldn’t rest until he had properly seeded and impregnated her. This knowledge gave her a sudden chill; it was a chill born of both of a hidden dread and a secret thrill. For a moment, she wondered how she would keep this from her mother; the incestual act between father and daughter was supposed to be a secret thing, but when enough time had passed, there would be no way she could disguise her activities from her mother and brother. She doubted Hisson would care overmuch, but she could only wonder what her mother would say. These thoughts were gone in an instant to be replace by that thrill, the thrill of a new life growing inside of her, a life that would be given by her father, someone that she loved so much. She looked up at her father in that instant to see his face etched in an expression of sheer joy and delight, his tail swaying behind him slowly as he felt each spurt of cum enter his daughter to become part of her. The look on his face was worth any sort of punishment her mother could deal her if she chose to, and Helena felt her body relax under Ropes at last, giving herself to her father completely. Suddenly, she saw her father chuckle, and at that moment, she knew that somehow, the puma knew that he had completed his task; her father had impregnated her. One or more of her eggs had fallen victim to his cum, and she was now going to bear his young inside of her belly; she was now her father’s breeder.

\tThe two stayed locked together in that tableau for the space of several moments, in which time Helena managed to regain her breath at last, her moans of pleasure returning in fits and spurts as she lay under her father. The fury of the puma’s lusts seemed to have abated with his release, and once more Helena attempted to embrace her father, but she found that her wrists were still held fast on the bed by the powerful tendrils. She couldn’t even budge them, but she wasn’t worried; she was content to just lay there and enjoy the moment, her breath still coming in ragged gasps but growing stronger by the moment. As she savored the feeling of the warm goo flowing within her body, she took stock of everything that had happened to her, her body at the mercy of the large and powerful male atop her, a creature that hardly seemed like the doting father that was so kind and gentle to his family. She found that she wasn’t sure which side of the puma she preferred more, but for the moment at least, the current incarnation won out.

\t“Mmmmm…oh, daddy…” Helena cooed to the purring feline above her, her form lightly squirming in place as she felt the molten heat pour within her body. “Aaaah…I…I don’t know what that was…but thank you…that was…well…indescribable.” Helena licked her lips as she regained some of herself and her energy, feeling oh so good in all the right ways. She was so content, in fact, that she missed the rumbling growl coming from her father once more, and was only shook back to awareness when her father began to move once more.

\t“Heh heh heh…silly girl…you didn’t think I was DONE, did you?” Ropes snickered as he shifted his body, the two tendrils milking Helena’s chest removing themselves at last, giving up the pretense of suckling dragoness milk from his daughter. Instead, the suckers shifted forms once more, the two appendages adopting the forms of cock-tendrils as they had just the morning before. “Your mother underestimated me as well, when we first pushed each other to the limit; I’m far from finished.” The puma seemed so different from before, the demon fully given in to his carnal desires with only the merest hint of fatherly affection to his words. It was only now that the dragoness began to feel that perhaps she had bit off more than she could chew; her last orgasm had taken her breath away, how much more could she possibly stand? Even now, she could feel her father’s seed still pumping into her full womb; how could he even think of taking her once more when he wasn’t finished with his own climax?

\t“What are you…?” was all Helena managed to inquire of her father; before she had even finished voicing her question even halfway, Ropes speared her muzzle with not one, but both of his cock-tendrils, the twin organs filling her mouth completely and making even a partial attempt at speech impossible. A muffled groan was all she could manage as the organs warred for dominance in her muzzle, each fighting to be the first to lodge itself in her throat, squirming and thrusting desperately. Helena could taste her father all over, her tongue being plastered against the thick flesh in her muzzle as the lengths forced their way inside, one cock-tendril finally winning the battle inside of her mouth to spear down into her throat, making her throat bulge visibly with the sudden intrusion.

\tIt was at this moment that Helena’s throat was taken that her father released her left wrist from its bonds at last. The freedom was short-lived, however; Ropes let go of his daughter’s leg at the same time, letting the limb fall limply to the bed in order to reach up and clench his fingers through Helena’s hand, clasping it tightly while holding it in place. The now free tendril slunk back along the shapely body of the dragoness, trailing itself over her front before pausing curiously near her belly. The puma’s eyes glowed with something indescribable as he pulled his hips back, the rod of flesh between his thighs exiting the dragoness with the visible ejaculations of male and female cum coating his cock. “Something special for my little dragoness…” he purred aloud as he coiled the tip of his tendril around his cock, still holding his daughter steady so that Helena couldn’t possibly see what the puma was planning.

\tThe muffled groan that issued forth from Helena’s stuffed muzzle and the look of surprise that was mirrored in her eyes was reward enough for Ropes when he united the newly ribbed cock with his daughter’s pussy. The puma wasn’t the least bit winded by his earlier exertions, and he hadn’t often tried this technique with his prior lovers; the puma wondered why he hadn’t done so more often as he drove himself into the cum-filled snatch once more, the sounds of raw fucking filling the air as his hips slammed forward once more. He could feel Helena’s leg thrashing a bit on the bed, the limb no longer inhibited by his steel grip, but it was more the motions of their twin bodies on the bed rather than any sort of conscious effort on the part of the dragoness to try and forestall his mating. Ropes growled once more, his inhibitions scattered to the four winds as he lunged forward to bury his cock to the hilt, the shudder of his daughter as she trembled in pleasure giving the puma a sense of satisfaction that could only be matched by the delightful sensations coursing through his flesh.

\tHelena felt her body being manhandled, her body being violated once more, but any panic she felt at the puma’s aggressive humping was quickly quashed by the intense feelings that were coursing through her. She simply couldn’t resist her father, either physically or mentally, and the way that he dominated her called to a part of her that she never knew existed. It was only the space of a few moments, but the dragoness found herself climaxing once more, her body still not completely recovered from the heights of pleasure she was driven to only just a short while ago. Helena’s body tensed and shuddered violently under her father as he claimed her anew, her sex rippling around the welcome intruder, but as her youthful form shared its delight with the lustful male, her mind could not process the flood of pleasure any longer. Driven to the point of excess, Helena’s eyes rolled back up into her head, and all the tension in her body melted away, her body limp and quivering underneath the puma as he plowed into her.

\tA normal partner might have been concerned for their lover if they drove them into this state, but Ropes knew better; the mind didn’t need to be present in order to feel pleasure. It was often a challenge for a pleasure demon to send someone into this state and keep them at this state for as long as possible, and there were plenty of tricks the puma still had at his disposal. He purred in delight and spoke once more to his daughter, sure that she could hear his words even if she couldn’t fully comprehend them any more. “Awww, poor baby…did father break you? Well, don’t worry…your old man is a pro at this. When you’re finally conscious again, you’ll feel the best you’ve ever felt in your life…” As he spoke, his pace never slowed, his desire never faltered; he speared the dragoness from both ends, reaping the oral pleasure from his cock-tendrils as they made Helena’s throat bulge from their repeated intrusion, while building himself to another climax, the second of countless many to come. Ropes at the utmost confidence that he would not be disturbed until his task was complete and he was sated as only a pleasure demon could be sated.

\tWhat neither Ropes or Helena noticed was the soft creak of the door as it was opened up a little wider. The sounds of sex had finally alerted someone to their activities, and as the dragoness was fucked into complete exhaustion, a secretive eye took in the action, its owner silent and attentive…

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