Serving My Mistress
By Divigon ( Divigon@furry.org.au )
This
story contains sexual scenes between reptiles, plus bondage.
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Opening my eyes I
looked around, letting out a soft meep of
surprise. I was
chained to a frame of some sort. My legs spread
and chained to the
side posts, as were my arms. Behind me my wings
were somehow
restrained too and by moving my head, I could feel the
leather straps
which held it in place. Behind me, my tail arched
up, exposing my
rear opening and making me feel vulnerable.
How I got here, I
could only guess. The last I remember was lying
on the forest
floor, studying. There was a rustle behind me, I
turned, just in
time to see something pass over my head, then
everything went
dark. I can vaguely remember ropes and hands
grasping at my
scales, then the next thing was waking up here.
Tugging at the
chains which held me, I growled in anger. I was
naked, this did not
bother me as I usually only wore clothes around
those who followed
suit, but it did leave me feeling venerable and
exposed.
At the sound of my
rattling chains a door opened in the far wall.
For a moment, a
figure was backlit before it sauntered into the
poorly lit room. Looking
at her, I let out a gasp of surprise. I
had never seen her
before, but wished I had.
She was the sort of
vixen drakes like myself, and indeed, probably
most males dreamt
about. She was slightly shorted than myself,
probably a little
under six foot in height, where I stand a few
inches over. But it
was her figure which turned heads. Slim, but
not overly so, but
with an ample bust. Her entire body was encased
in a latex body
suit, a light green pattern. The overall result was
a figure hugging
suit which shimmered as she walked, looking like
scales, but clung
to her body like no scales could.
A hood covered the
back of her head, running down over her breast
which pressed
against the smooth material. A large dark red, almost
black tail extended
behind her and her sex glistened, exposed in the
front. Her long
legs were also covered, leaving little to the
imagination. Her
feet and hands were also encased in the material
which seemed to be
a single suit.
I felt a familiar
stirring and looked at her face which smiled back
at me, her eyes,
large and brown, seemed to stare into my soul.
"Hey,
wha...?" I growled out at her. She did not react at first,
then sighed and
stepped closer so I could smell her scent. It was
vaguely familiar
and awoke currently unwanted sensations. Reaching
for something out
of sight, she then covered my nose with a latex
covered paw.
Fearing the worse, I held my breath and thrashed
against my chains.
Finally I could
hold it no longer and opened my mouth to gasp a
mouthful of fresh
air. As quick as lightning she slid a gag between
my jaws, spreading
them. Instinctively I bit down, feeling my fangs
descend into a soft
substance which clung to my teeth. She leaned
forward and fastened
the gag to the straps which held my head,
leaving my mouth
spread apart like the rest of my body. My forked
tongue could
flicker between its embrace, but I could not move my
mouth at all, much
less speak.
Stepping back, she
turned to face me.
"You will
remain silent until asked to speak," she said in a sultry
tone. "Is that
clear?"
I growled
menacingly at her and pulled at my bonds. She just smiled
that coy smile once
more, which made her even more attractive.
Stepping up to face
me once more, she place both her smooth hands on
my chest scales and
looked me directly in the eye. Without saying a
thing, she began to
gently stroke over my chest. In the beginning,
I tried to ignore
her, but my body refused to obey. Looking
anywhere but at
her, I shivered in reluctant pleasure as her gloved
paws caressed in
slow patterns down my chest.
By the time they
reached my groin, I was already erect and trembling
in anticipation. My
mind still refused to obey, but then I made my
fatal mistake. Trying
to play her own game, I stared directly back.
This was my
undoing.
As soon as I made
eye contact, I felt myself falling into her trap.
Her large, brown
eyes seemed to peer into my soul as her skin
caressed my body.
From somewhere distant, far way, I heard her
voice whispering to
me about how good I would feel if I just relaxed
and let myself go
into her eyes... All I had to do was concentrate
on her eyes and it
would all be over... everything would be ok...
all I needed to do
is relax...
So relaxed... Just
concentrating on her voice... her voice which
told me what to
do... because I was relaxed... Soooo relaxed...
Gradually I felt
myself falling into a deep spiral of her eyes, just
relaxed...
My Mistress looked
at me with a smile on her face, my head lolled
forward, my eyes
half closed. As her hands traced over my body, I
feel bits of it
shutting down. First my arms, then my legs seemed
to fade away. Next
my wings and tail melted, only held in place by
the straps.
Brushing her hand between my legs, she smiled as my
erect member dipped
slowly, then wilted completely. A familiar
sensation passed
within my and my bladder emptied, leaking its
contents onto the
floor.
A smile crossed her
lips as he hand traced between my legs. I was
dimly aware of my
spincter relaxing under her gloved caress, then it
bulged slightly and
my waist slowly oozed out, forming a brown pile
which gathered
under me. Her hands moved up my chest then onto my
head which fell
against my bonds as my conscious self drifted off...
She lent forward
and quietly whispered how important it was for me
to please her. I
would grovel in my efforts to satisfy her, meeting
every whim she
desired. This was my life, for she controlled me,
she was my Master.
She gave me a
moment for this to sink it before slowly untying my
bonds. As she did
so I fell to the floor in a seemingly spineless
heap. Moving to one
side to survey her handiwork, she told me to
awake.
My eyes flickered
open, fixed on her and I raised myself on one
knee, bowing my
head, my wings arched behind me.
"Yes, my
Mistress?" I asked in a soft tone.
She nodded
approvingly and I felt a twinge of pleasure pass through
my body as I
obeyed. It was good to obey.
"Explore
me." she ordered in her soft tones.
I nodded, averting
my eyes and moved forwards, close to her body.
My forked tongue
moved out and began licking at her smooth suit. I
began just below
her neck, gently teething at her covered nipples as
she arched her back
in pleasure. Sliding down her smooth suit, I
reached the
junction of her legs. Here my long tongue gently
explored her
swollen opening, my two tines tracing along her outer
lips before slowly
pushing into her waiting folds. Inside, I
explored every inch
of her lips, lapping at her juices which flowed
out onto my muzzle.
My exploring tongue brushed over her clit and I
heard her gasp in
pleasure. Knowing my Mistress’s pleasure was
important, I gently
explored around the area, sucking on the nub as
it grew. Above me
my Mistress’s breathing grew ragged before she
threw her head back
and gave a high pitched cry. Her walls suddenly
spasmed against my
tongue and I was rewarded with a sudden flush of
my Mistress’s
juices as she came, clamping down hard on my thick
tongue.
I continued to
explore within her while above me her breathing
slowly returned to
normal and she scritched the top of my head as a
signal to continue.
Withdrawing my tongue I manoeuvred to explore
her other opening.
My tongue gently lapped at her tight rosebud,
before gently
probing its way in. She lent back against me as I
lapped, her body
relaxing with my licking. I began to feel
something move
within her and I slid my tongue out and gently licked
around her outer
ring. Slowly it swelled, pushed open from within
and my reward began
to emerge. I eagerly lapped at it, nibbling as
it came faster, its
warm length sliding my throat. Eventually, it
ended and I
continued to lick and probe her opening.
Suddenly she moved
forward, pulling herself off my tongue and I
looked up at my
Mistress. She smiled and knelt to straddle my legs.
Before her, my cock
stood out proud, but previously unnoticed by me.
She told me to lay
still and not move, which I did so.
My Mistress reached
out and began to slowly run her hand up and down
my shaft, he gloved
paw bumping gently over the ridges of my shaft.
Her other paw
traced over my head, pulling some of the precum down
to cover my tines
which were half flared.
Sitting back on her
haunches, she shuffled up so her lips gently the
tip of my shaft. My
eyes locked with hers and I felt myself
spiralling away
again. I was dimly aware of her body slowly
descending over my
ridges before she slowly pulled herself back up.
Her lips
reluctantly releasing my ridges as she arched in pleasure.
My tortured balls
began to swell as her lips spasmed against my
shaft and she
collapsed onto my chest.
Slowly she pulled
herself upright again, before whispering, "You may
come now
Slave," to me.
I felt my cockhead
suddenly swell, pushing deep inside her before my
seed rushed up my
shaft and exploded deep within her. She let out a
wail of pleasure,
my Mistress’s pleasure increasing my own as I
rumbled quietly,
her walls clenching against me for the second
time...
My cock continued
to leak my seed into her for a while, before
eventually
softening enough to allow her to slide off. She moved up
to straddle my
muzzle and I began to automatically lick her clean.
Once I had finished
cleaning her, my tongue began to explore her
inner lips once
more, but she stopped me and stood up.
Motioning for me to
stand, I stood, my cock retreating into my
sheath even as our
juices flowed down my leg. Composing herself,
she turned and
walked out of the room. Automatically I followed, a
pace behind and
slightly to the left. Always ready to do my
Mistress’s bidding.
It is good to serve my Mistress...