Out of fuel in an unfamilar part of town, a dragoness searches for help. A trade with NachT.
POLICE REPORT
I, Shira I'nusyl , am not charged with any crime. I am voluntarily providing this information to the City Police, on this 20th day of October , 2005. Under penalty of law, I certify this information is correct to the best of my knowledge.
A week ago, I moved into a new apartment on the west side of town, by the navy base. I quickly took a job with a fast food company, since it was the only job available. So, after a late-night shift yesterday - or at least what I assume was yesterday - I couldn't follow the route home very well, especially in the darkness at 1:15 in the morning.
I left work a little after one o'clock Friday morning, and started driving home. Nothing eventful, but I must have miscounted street lights, or somehow missed a major road somewhere, since I ended up in a part of town I didn't even vaguely recognize. I couldn't read the street signs very well – condensation and fog rendered the reflective coating useless – so I continued driving around. I assumed I would eventually come to a major road with a lit street sign, stumble across something I recognized, or find a gas station where I could stop to ask for directions.
But after about an hour of driving around aimlessly, the car sputtered to a stop. I stared down blankly at the dashboard and saw the needle on the gas gauge well below "E". Sure enough, the low fuel warning hadn't even come on, and I hadn't been watching the gauge carefully. Grumbling to myself, I got out of the car and looked around. I was in one of the poor parts of town, the sort of area I'd normally go out of my way to avoid, but since I was stranded and needed a way out, I started to look around. I continued to grumble to myself about the high price of fuel and my decision to buy everyone pizza earlier in the week, instead of filling the car with gas.
Under the light of a nearly-full moon, I could see fairly well after my eyes adjusted to the darkness. Given the late hour, however, it took quite a bit of looking to find even one home lit up. I didn't want to disturb anyone that was sleeping, so this home looked especially promising. It was a small, slightly run-down, one-story home, much like every other one on the street. I don't remember much more, other than the house number on the dingy brick mailbox: 4269.
I waited a few minutes in front of the house before I actually got the nerve to ring the doorbell. I could hear indistinct noises inside, which helped affirm that someone was actually in there. The noise stopped suddenly when I rang the bell. I gulped. I waited. About a minute later, the door opened, and a large figure filled it. At the time, I couldn't make out many details, since the low light was just enough to outline his form. By my best guess, the being was at least eight feet in height, and I could make out wings in the background. I didn't have long to look over the person in the doorway, however. As I timidly said "hello," and began to explain my situation, I noticed a large object in a paw. Before I could react, it came around and hit me squarely in the side of the head. I fell unconscious.
When I came around, I was in a room without windows, so I couldn't guess at the time. That concern quickly left my mind, however, when I realized my clothes were gone. I tried to move around to find them, but I could barely even wriggle. All of my limbs were restrained in some way or another, as I was dangled from the ceiling; my wings had carefully been tied back with a soft rope, while my wrists and tail were bound together, and my ankles were similarly bound. I heard noises in the next room, much like I'd heard last night when I was standing outside, and decided to call out. "Help!" I yelled, being loud as I possibly could, "I'm stuck in here!" Calling out like that would soon prove to be a mistake.
The noises stopped suddenly, just as they had last night. This time, I heard voices. "It sounds like the white one finally woke up," I overheard, 'white one' obviously referring to my own white scales.
"About time. You clocked hir good last night."
"Oh, hush you. Not like I could tell that shi was harmless. Shi could have been armed for all I knew."
I heard laughing, and I couldn't help but snicker at the voices myself. I'm barely 5'7", quite thin, and rather weak for a dragon. I didn't think I could have possibly come off as imposing. "Where could shi have put a gun in that getup?" He said, still chuckling, "It would have been obvious if shi had something. And don't tell me you felt intimidated by someone more than two feet shorter than you, who doesn't look strong enough to kill a fly. I know even you aren't that goofy."
"But... but... mew..."
"No buts about this, Kraken. Let's go check on our little prize, hmm?" I froze upon hearing that. I didn't know what the two intended, or even what they looked like, but I was soon to find out. The first one to enter the room I recognized as the one who answered the door last night. He looked even taller from my current, distorted perspective as I dangled from the ceiling. The big, red creature had to crouch to get into the room, confirming my guess at his height: he was easily eight feet tall, possibly more. He looked like some sort of a cross between a dragon and a raptor, anthro, and with gold highlights on his red scales. He was also completely naked. Despite my concerns for my well being, I couldn't help but stare at his sheath. It was easily as large around as my head, and hung just past his knees, pushed forward by a pair of basketball-sized testicles. "Awwr, but NachT," he whined, turning back to face his companion, "It's a herm. You know I don't like-"
"Quiet, Kraken," NachT growled, as he walked into the room, leaning against the door frame, while his long tail flicked about in the hallway. I glanced curiously over the demon, having never seen anyone built quite like him before. I couldn't tell at first glance if he was furred or merely had hide, but I could tell that most of his form was a sky-blue color, with white along the underside of his neck, stretching down to the inside of his thighs. He was a rather tall, slender being, the sort of creature who's more powerful than he looks, but he was still dwarfed by Kraken. The demon was wearing little: a pair of pants with a slit right up the middle, allowing his maleness to dangle free, and a limited selection of black bondage gear that stood out against his pale body. "Shi'll still have a hole for you to stuff and a cock for you to play with. At least it's not a female; you never do anything but complain about those."
Kraken cringed at the word female. "You know just how to ruin a mood," he said, his tail drooping a bit, before looking over at me and grinning toothily. "But shi'll do for now." Without another word, Kraken moved behind me and unbound my legs, throwing the cuffs aside, letting them clatter noisily on the tile floor. I squirmed, but he wrapped one arm around my legs to stop my movement, while his other paw started stroking his massive sheath. I stared and watched for a moment, amazed even he could get a paw around that thick organ, and could see his arousal building as his sheath swelled.
I turned back to look at NachT, giving him a pleading glance, but my snout brushed against his genitalia, since he had moved closer while I was distracted with Kraken's display. "Oooh, that's nice... so, what's your name, dragon?"
"Sh... Shira..." I whimpered, looking up at him, while trying to ignore the penis right in front of me, even as its potent, musky aroma wafted to me. "Please don't hurt me..."
"Awwwr, calm down," NachT said, gently caressing my muzzle with a paw, "If you don't put up a fight, we won't have to hurt you. You might even find you'll ... enjoy yourself." With those last words, his agile tail brushed teasingly across my femsex, caressing its lips, sending a shiver of pure pleasure through my entire body.
"Yeah, so be a good little plaything and we'll be gentle," Kraken rumbled behind me. I felt something else rubbing against me, and turned my head back to look again, and gulped. Kraken was fully-aroused, but four cocks had come out, not just one. All of them waving and wiggling like some obscene serpents; apparently they were all fully prehensile. Pre was already dripping from the tips of the thick, black and red shafts. Combined, they looked even thicker than the sheath they had emerged from, and while they all were different shapes and sizes, the shortest looked nearly two feet long, and the longest was nearly three!
"But I can't take those! You can't-"
"I can!" Kraken roared, interrupting me, "And you will!"
"And I told you not to argue with us, little Shira," NachT growled, grabbing my snout and forcing me to look up at him, rage in his eyes. "Now do what we want you to!" As I opened my muzzle to respond, Kraken spread my legs wider, taking one in each hand, and stood between them. His erections rubbed directly against my tailhole, teasing it for a moment, before all four of pressed into me at once. I screamed in anticipated agony, but his pre made an incredibly good lubricant, and seemed to numb me slightly, making me feel nothing but pleasure as the four shafts squirmed – yes, squirmed – their way deeper inside me.
NachT, meanwhile, took advantage of my open muzzle, forcing his long, slender shaft into me. It wasn't nearly the strain that taking Kraken's maleness was, but it made breathing rather difficult. NachT soon forced my snout against his crotch, burying his shaft deep into my throat, frequently causing me to gag on his length. He leaked an incredible amount of pre, the fluid alone enough to interfere with breathing. What air I could breathe in, I took in through my nostrils, the potent, musky scent of male thick in the air.
Kraken was more brutal, at my other end. He thrust forcefully into me using an ever-changing rhythm, never allowing me to get used to any one thing. As he speared deep into my ass, his cocks wriggled, causing me to gasp as he teased me in ways nobody else ever has, and I doubt anyone else ever will. I could feel them grinding up against my walls, teasing steadily deeper as they stretched me wider, Kraken slowly walking closer to me.
While I was being taken, neither of my captors allowed me to ignore my own arousal. Kraken replaced his right paw with his tail, still restraining me, before bringing that paw around to stroke my erection firmly, in time with his own movements. Meanwhile, NachT continued to tease me with his slender, agile tail, wriggling it against my femsex again and again, slowly pressing it deeper into me, as his shaft moved deeper into my throat. I cried out, the sound muffled by NachT's shaft, unable to deny my pleasure.
It was a strange sort of rhythm that they'd gotten into. Kraken steadily moved in and out of my rear, still restraining me with one paw and his tail, while his other paw stroked my shaft with every movement he made, in or out, his four shafts tugging on my tightly-stretched anus. Similarly, NachT thrust into my maw with his erection and into my sex with his tail, my own fluids dampening and slickening it, the appendage never ceasing to find new ways of stimulating me, arousing me further still.
Though I was still bound – my wrists and wings still restrained – I'm not entirely sure I could have escaped even if I was free to do so. The scent around me and pleasure flowing through me were intoxicating. I could feel every vein on Kraken and NachT's maleness as they penetrated me, every scale on Kraken's paw as he stroked my own erection, every tiny twitch NachT's tail made within me. In retrospect, I'm surprised none of the neighbors came to ask what was going on, with all the noise we were making; Kraken, NachT, and I all growled and moaned, our sounds echoing off the barren walls.
Kraken was the first to orgasm. His loud roar was deafening, as his cocks quickly swelled up, thick seed soon shooting into me. I cried out from the warmth, concerned I was being scalded, though the sensation slowly changed into pure pleasure. The sheer intensity of feeling brought me to my peak as well; my sex clenched tightly around NachT's tail, and my cock shot forth my own, relatively tiny load over Kraken's paw. My eyes went wide as I was filled with at least a gallon of seed, my body accepting every drop as I was overwhelmed with feeling, squeezing around those thick shafts to try get as much as possible from each one. Without conscious thought, my muzzle seemed to do the same, as I swallowed around NachT's shaft; only a burst of warmth flooding my muzzle brought my back to my senses. I could taste NachT's seed as it washed over my tongue. What he lacked in volume, the made up for in potency. Though he had only a slightly larger load than my own, it was thick as molasses as it spurted over my tongue, before forcing its way into my throat. I swallowed every drop, murring deeply at the taste, my tongue vibrating against his shaft teasingly.
Left in a delightful afterglow, my body was now hypersensitive; I could feel everything even more than before. I could feel every scale on Kraken's paw as he held my softening erection, every twitch of NachT's tail within my sex, and every pulse and throb the spent cocks made within my tailhole and throat. Both Kraken and NachT withdrew in unison, sending another shiver through my form as my female orgasm nearly peaked again. I was left dangling in place, too tired and aroused to do anything, while the males moved out of my view for a moment, standing behind me. Though they were trying to keep their voices low, I could hear every word.
"I told you that you'd like it," NachT said smugly.
"Yeah, but we always do things your way," Kraken whined, "I still want a male." I sensed a subtle change in Kraken's voice, and heard a surprised sound from NachT.
"Hey, what the-" NachT started, but his voice was cut off. I looked behind me, straining my neck to even get a peek. I was just able to see Kraken wrapping a paw around NachT's muzzle, holding it closed, the dracoraptor's cocks hardening again. I was still restrained, leaving me able merely to watch, not that I dared interfere with the two males even were I capable of doing so. Kraken swiftly pressed two cocks into NachT's tailhole, the demon crying out muffledly as he was taken, crying out into Kraken's paw. It seemed that the seed still on those members was serving as quite a lubricant, as Kraken nearly hilted himself with a single thrust.
As I watched, I couldn't resist my arousal, my own shaft hardening again. Kraken noticed as well, and moved closer, aiming his remaining cocks at me. He seemed curious about my sex, despite his earlier demands for a male, as one cocktip pressed there, the other finding its way under my tail again. I growled in pleasure and pressed back into that touch, making no effort to hide my arousal. He shifted, and pressed the heads into me, sending a shiver through my form as he teased me, penetrating both of my entrances as one. Kraken moved us around, so I was face-to-face with NachT, pain obvious in his face. I could sense he was jealous that I had only one cock in each of my entrance instead of two in one, and that I was already loosened up.
Kraken seemed to be enjoying this even more than he'd enjoyed just taking me. He had complete control over both of us, thrusting in and out of us with enough force to take my strength and breath away. This time, still hypersensitive from before, I could even feel Kraken's shafts grinding together inside me, separated only by a thin layer of flesh. NachT seemed to be settling in as well, his cock erect once again, dripping pre onto the floor. The dracoraptor made no move to prevent us from pleasuring ourselves, or each other, so I wrapped my tail around NachT's length and began to stroke slowly, eliciting a growl from the demon. A brief moment later, I felt his tail caressing my own member, teasing it in exactly the same way, his movements an exact mirror of my own.
I felt a strange tingling within me as the massive red beast took me, sending new shivers through me. It felt almost electrical, teasingly lingering on my most sensitive areas. NachT must have felt it as well; he gasped and shivered suddenly, a large spurt of pre coming from his shaft and landing on my scales. Kraken just grinned at my lusty gaze, his cocks swelling even larger within me, as he seemed to be nearing once again. I started to stroke NachT more quickly, as he did the same to me. I wanted to climax at the very same moment Kraken did. I wanted to fully appreciate and enjoy his essence when it burst forth into me. I wanted, most of all, for this to be the best sex I'd ever had.
None of us could resist much longer, but NachT came first. I aimed his cocktip at my body, feeling his warm seed soak my cold scales, steaming slightly from the contrasting temperature. He must have clenched tightly around Kraken as well, as the red's cocks swelled larger still, ready for his release. That was enough to bring me over the edge as well, as I arched and cried out in pleasure, both of my sexes peaking simultaneously. Kraken pulled us both down completely onto his maleness as he climaxed as well, heat once again flooding my body, but this time filling NachT's as well. I was pressed close to the demon, who soon passed out from sensory overload. Kraken's second climax was no less impressive than his first, even though I 'only' had two erections throbbing within me this time. I don't know which I liked better.
After a minute or so, the dracoraptor came off his peak. He smiled at me, petting my head softly, caressing around my ears. I was quite tired from all the yiffing, and soon was lulled to sleep in Kraken's arms. When I woke up, I found myself sitting in my car again. It was daylight. I was fully clothed. I had enough gas in the car to get home. Shaking my head, I went home, then got ready to take a hot shower, wondering it it was all a dream. When I undressed to shower, though, the layers of dried semen on my scales was a powerful reminder that it was quite real.
I took a long shower, scrubbing myself thoroughly. I didn't want even a trace of that seed left on my scales. And now, after my shower, I came here, to fill out this report. I know I'm missing details – even I don't know how I got so lost or found my way home – but I hope this is enough to start an investigation.
I certify the preceding report is accurate to the best of my knowledge. Signed: ________________
After I finished writing the report, I read it again, to ensure everything was clear. I blushed deeply as I read on, remembering just how much I had enjoyed it all. Rape requires the victim to dislike the situation enough to withdraw consent, doesn't it? I excuse myself from the police station, report in hand, and went home. I lost count of how many times I masturbated to fantasies of NachT and Kraken, and what we'd do if we met again. I don't know if we will or not, but I think I'll let the car run out of gas again, just in case...
