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...