Sersar #05 - Submission

"Although I had a dreamless sleep that night, waking itself was my nightmare now. I don't remember exactly where or when I fell asleep, but I woke at dawn once again, to find myself surrounded by near-darkness. A deep breath was enough to confirm my surroundings, as was the soft, pillowy surface I found... my captor had placed me in his sheath for the night. Though I managed to peek my head out to confirm it was morning, I could not escape with the way his body was curled up, leaving me surrounded by his presence until he awoke and chose to acknowledge me again.

"I still don't know what came over me... perhaps I was just desperate and wanted to get out... perhaps his scent - strong in the air around me, given my position - was clouding my judgment... but I went back into his sheath and tried to rouse him, both physically and sexually. I rubbed myself against his soft flesh, and felt it stirring against me, pressing me back out towards the entrance of his sheath, even from my first efforts."

He pauses and takes a deep breath, looking down for a moment, "I am still a bit ashamed, but once again grew aroused from pleasuring someone many times my size, my own erection growing against his. I knew it was the same dragon from the previous day, just from the scent, but I found myself wanting more; I wanted another taste. I can't explain it; I just wanted it, more than anything else, in that moment. Nothing else seemed to matter.

"My efforts were being rewarded, as I was pressed free of the dragon's sheath, but I realized one problem with my plan: if I did not have enough room to simply crawl out, why did I think I would have room to ride his erection free? It was a few moments later that I found myself pressed against his stomach by his growing shaft, pinned firmly in place even as I tried to squirm free or arouse him further. My ribs were aching from the pressure, and my body felt like it was about to break... then I heard a low rumbling and everything shifted around me, as the dragon uncurled himself and I fell to the ground, next to his belly, with the tip of his length just above my head.

"I was free, but I was also unsure what I wanted to do. I was almost painfully aroused and did not want to leave myself frustrated either, so I continued to stroke his erection with one paw, my other on my own. Yet, somehow, it didn't seem right to do even that, like I shouldn't think of my own pleasure, only focusing on arousing another. It took a few moments to decide what I wanted to do next, but I soon jumped up and hugged around his length, pressing my front against it, including my erection. I used my entire body to stroke him, much like he had used me for previously, but entirely under my own power.

"It was like some bizarre exercise, as I pulled myself back and forward using my arms, my legs helping me brace myself on the log-like shaft, as I was just barely able to wrap myself around the thick length. Though I didn't know how long I could keep this up for, I was willing to do it long as I could, the aching between my legs building, even as the larger dragon's pre spilled forth. I glanced up to see he was still sleeping, and I couldn't help but wonder what effect I was having on his dreams, given his arousal.

"Given how events had been, I should have known that things wouldn't stay perfect forever. I lost myself in pleasuring him, only to find he wasn't lost in dreams the next time I glanced up at his muzzle. He grinned down at me and licked his muzzle, rubbing me with a finger when I paused to stare. 'Don't stop,' he mrrred at me, 'It was starting to feel good.' I didn't need another command, though I didn't know if fear or arousal was driving me now, as I felt both quite strongly. Regardless, I went on with the task of pleasuring the titan, as he laid back and growled in pleasure, while I growled with exertion, as I was nearing my limits.

"A few moments later, I collapsed in exhaustion, but only after the dragon had finally reached his peak, his seed shooting clear up to his chest as he lay there. I was too tired to climax, myself, but at least I had finished him off. I was happy for that much. The dragon moved a claw under me and deftly rolled me over into his paw, giving me a long, slow lick, tasting himself on me and grinning. 'You might like the rest of our little group, slut,' he mrrred, 'We always need someone to help us... relieve our tensions after a long, hard day...'

"With a chuckle he put me on the ground and pinned me with a toe, licking his muzzle in anticipation. 'Will you submit, insect? Be mine, and anyone else's who wishes to use you? Just nod as I doubt I'd ever hear your pathetic squeaking.' Those words will forever echo through my mind, as all I could do was nod slowly, sealing my fate, to be his for as long as he wished to keep me. How long that would be, I couldn't know, but as I'd already found out a single day could seem like an eternity..."

Sersar #02 - Turmoil

"I blinked a few times when I awoke, looking at the trees around me. I first thought I had somehow fallen asleep on my patrol yesterday, somehow. So, thinking that was all it was, I flew back to the village once more, though I stopped dead soon as I saw the destruction. The reality hit me hard as that giant's foot hit the buildings when he was crushing them into oblivion. I remembered everything in that moment, including how the giant just used me... and that I had enjoyed it.

"As I walked about, I remembered everyone that had died yesterday, and wondered why I had been left alive. I should have drowned in his.. pleasure, but I didn't. Why? WHY?!" He roars, breaking into tears for a moment, then looking down at the floor. "Sorry... th-that still bothers me. But I was supposed to protect everyone, and all I could do was stare wide-eyed, muzzle open, pawing at myself as I watched the destruction. Wouldn't you consider that a complete failure at your job?

"Eventually, I came across a sword that had somehow survived everything. It looked like it had just been polished, and was getting ready to be traded away to someone else, probably for a tidy profit. That's when I noticed just what was next to it... the flattened remains of our best trader, who loved making sure everything was perfect before he'd let an item go back out. I took the sword - I felt I had to have something - but then I stopped, and took a moment to think.

"I had completely failed everyone... not one of them could get out alive. I was sure of it. I didn't deserve to be a dragon... I probably didn't deserve to live. I thought about everyone that I had let down, felt their presence around me. Five hundred lives, lost on the very ground I stood upon; five hundred spirits likely angred by my very presence. I closed my eyes and moved the sword against my back, the blade against one of my wings... I had to atone for my failure, even if it took my life. To begin, I moved the blade quickly, slicing off one wing, roaring out in pain, but I knew that this was a beginning of paying for my crime. I quickly did the same with my other wing, leaving me completely flightless."

He pauses for a moment to flex the inch or so of bone still left where his wings once were before continuing, "Yes, I had wings before. And no, I knew even then I would live through that... I knew exactly where to cut to leave it irreperable - by natural means or with a healer's help - but not cause any other injuries.

"So, now that I had no hometown and no village to protect, the only thing I could do was wander. I knew there were several other villages within a half-day's walk, and it was still early in the day. I threw the sword aside now that I had finished with it; if I couldn't protect others when I was sworn to, I had no right to protect myself. I started out on one of the trails at random and just began to walk, in no hurry at all, hoping someone in the next village would have some way of at least putting me to use. Any way at all.

"The walk was long, but mercifully uneventful... I found a village shortly before sundown, one that was still intact; apparently that titan wandered off in some other direction. I took a walk around the other village, feeling oddly out of place in a town other than my own. I hoped for someone that could help explain just what was going on... for once, my luck was favorable, as I discovered a village enchanter just as the last rays of light faded, leaving me in darkness. I knocked on the door firmly, then just hoped someone would answer... I was greeted by an elderly avian - a falcon, if I remember - and quickly ushered inside. The hut was illumined by candles. giving us ample light to discuss things over.

"I gave him the shortest version of my tale I could, telling him of the city's destruction, how I actually enjoyed being used by that giant, and how I felt I no longer could call myself a dragon. He nodded softly, listening carefully to my every word. 'I see...' I remember him saying, as he looked almost through my eyes, into my very soul, perhaps. 'You already know what you are going to do, but if you want me to explain what you have done, sleep here. I will explain at dawn.'

"That was enough for me, at least then... he sounded reassuring enough. I was led to an empty spot on the floor to curl up upon. As I laid down, I felt unusually sleepy - maybe the enchanter had something to do with that - and fell asleep the moment my head touched the ground, going into the kind of deep sleep only the dead could normally experience. Perhaps I was dead, after the other day, perhaps I was a ghost. No, then how would the tiger have done that? Though I felt I was going to get some answers in the morning, I feared it would just lead to even more questions.

"Sleep was less than restful, though. In my dreams, I saw that giant again, somehow towering even higher than he did last time as he stood right over me. He simply stood over me, watching me almost out of boredom, likely no more than an emerald-colored mark on the ground to his gaze. I noticed he was rather enjoying looking at me, though, as his sheath swelled... then, I found myself silently wishing to be up there, to feel that heat against me, even if I were to be crushed there.

"In dreams, though, the unspoken wishes are often the first to come true. He deftly picked me up between two fingers, then used his free paw to hold his sheath vertical before dropping me into it, leaving me nestled between the flesh and his hardening cock. I squrimed against it in delight, my own shaft already quite hard, as I pressed it against his own length. Soon I was forced back out of that hot sheath, though, and had to cling to his length tightly until I could shimmy around to its top.

"That's when he mrrred at me and moved his paw over me, surrounding me between those thick fingers and even thicker malehood... I still am a bit embarassed to admit it, but I think I climaxed right there, even harder than I did the day before, just after my village was reduced to memories. He started to stroke me against himself, as he had before, but this time he was rougher... much rougher.

"With a gasp, I woke up, almost leaping out of sleep and looking around... no sign of him... or of any giants or dragons, for that matter. I looked out to see the morning sunlight, and the enchanter apparently coming back in from a morning walk. Still panting for breath, I laid back down, running a paw over myself to make sure I was really intact this time... I was, and found myself erect once again, just from witnessing letting a titan have his way with me. I felt I was going to get some answers, alright, but I was making more questions already."