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Liquorice's Diary - Entry 17
I missed it. I missed the fucking week cut-off, by like five hours. Instead of counting hours and days, I was too busy getting reamed out of shape by dragoncock, and cumming till my ears rang and my legs went numb. It's probably for the best though, seeing as Master's made a conscious effort to knock me up. Maybe he's gonna go easier on me now I'm pregnant and staying here for another month. He's gotta let me out of this stinkin' room some time.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 21
Only a short visit today, Master took me to his piercing bench and worked on my chastity piercing. The piercing's out while he tests a new magical solution. He worked a tiny rubber ring over my dick and into my sheath, pierced a hole through the fur covering it, and threaded a chain inside to connect to the ring. Other end of the chain's attached to my clit piercing - it doesn't really pull, but obviously the chain makes for a good tug-toy for wandering fingers. Master explained that the cock ring's taken over chastity duty, allowing me to get hard on a voice command (my hearing conveniently fades out whenever he says the word). First time was a little shocking, as it comes out looking like a miniature black version of his. Flare, ribs, knot.. Everything. Clearly I haven't had much contact with it, as he commanded it back down before I could grab and have go at it.
Promising though, maybe he's starting to trust me more? I might even get to use it some day.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 26
No contact recently. He's usually in to make me suck him clean, or make me spread my legs. Instead I've got his lackeys delivering me "protein shakes" and "dog biscuits". With how warm and thick these shakes are, I'm pretty sure I know who made them, and that they've been made recently. Fuck knows what he's putting in the biscuits.
I think he's planning something big. Unusual for it to be so.. Quiet.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 28
Imagine my shock when I hear the tender, unmistakable clip-clop of my beautiful mare girl, Fairglen preceding Telroth's thundering footsteps. My heart sank when I realised the lack of contact recently meant he was either putting all of his time in to finding my prize slave, or just saving up a monster load to stick in her once his grunts snook her away from my place. I found it hard to keep quiet while he paraded her in front of me in blinkers and earplugs, knocking her down to her hands and knees so I could see the buckle of my collar on the back of her neck. He gives me this long lecture, explaining that it's my duty to uncollar her and hand her over to him, that it'd be unfair for me to keep the poor filly as my property when he would do such a better job. He was right, of course, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
"No matter." he says. "I'll let her decide ultimately, she'll make the right choice.". I can see her muzzle's smothered in a sheen of Telroth's musky, glistening slitslime. She will have had that glazing her face for days, no doubt, getting her crazy for its scent's provider. I watch her hung head lift and her eyes roll back as Telroth's hips sink down against her rear end, and I can her the struggling squelch and wet pop of his glans resizing her pussy for him. She barely registers me in front of her, brief recognition as someone recognisable before she's lost in the delicious balance of pain and pleasure I'd been wallowing in days before. Telroth leers at me, giving a second push to show off that he's clearly more sized like a stallion than I ever was, scrubbing at points I'd never reached with his bare, oozing cock.
I hear her make these sweet, lowing groans for the first time as he stuffs her full, stretches her out to fit him and him alone, leaving her tight teenage cunt loose and useless for anybody else. He tells me to get round the back quickly, and I move faster on all-fours than I think I've ever moved before. I catch him pushing the bloated bulb of his knot through her straining lips and I see her thighs shudder through a forced g-spot orgasm. He pulls out partway, showing just how far her elastic pussy's having to stretch to take him, and with a muted groan, he pushes back inside to blow. Turns out he'd been saving that load up for a few days now, with no intention of "having sex" with my beautiful Fairglen, simply going through the motions to deeply, roughly, thoroughly breed her vacant womb.
I get to see the root of his buried dick throb for once, and I'm sitting there entranced as my mare effortlessly relinquishes her service to me and groans out praise for Telroth as he breeds her impossibly deeply, the excess running out around the nearly watertight seal of their bodies. I can see her belly kicking and starting to bloat up with the volume getting squirted inside, and Master calmly instructs me to "come tongueclean us", as though it was the most natural thing to do. He lifts his hind legs and holds her up by the swollen pink knot stuck inside. Clearly I comply, my balls aching, my cunt soaked. I stick my nose in that swampy, bred slavepussy and start guiltily licking the fresh swimmers from her golden fuzz, struggling to keep up as more pours out. She sticks her nose in my crotch, which apparently now reeks of Telroth's scent given my new junk, and she shamelessly huffs it while I work on licking them clean.
I hear the organic tearing of leather as the big guy up top neatly bites through my collar and swiftly replaces it with his own, the wordless contract signed as she squirms in utter joy around his dick, and completely ignores her former owner below. It's fair, why would she want me after that? I wouldn't!
_________________________
The dragon didn't stop with just Liquorice, though. For a week, he owned her, and by proxy, her pets. Not only did she get to watch him work his magic upon them, but he had her clean up after them too. She knew what the dragon was doing; Even if she called it off at the end of the week, he'd have already raised the bar. All she could do is look on in her own horror and blush as she saw him give them a taste of his shaft. She knew what it felt like... there was no way she could keep up with its cunt-busting ways. Sure, she was pretty well endowed, but she couldn't compare to his knot, especially when it was shoved in just enough that the girl couldn't pull off while he was pumping his virile fluids into her womb.
I missed it. I missed the fucking week cut-off, by like five hours. Instead of counting hours and days, I was too busy getting reamed out of shape by dragoncock, and cumming till my ears rang and my legs went numb. It's probably for the best though, seeing as Master's made a conscious effort to knock me up. Maybe he's gonna go easier on me now I'm pregnant and staying here for another month. He's gotta let me out of this stinkin' room some time.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 21
Only a short visit today, Master took me to his piercing bench and worked on my chastity piercing. The piercing's out while he tests a new magical solution. He worked a tiny rubber ring over my dick and into my sheath, pierced a hole through the fur covering it, and threaded a chain inside to connect to the ring. Other end of the chain's attached to my clit piercing - it doesn't really pull, but obviously the chain makes for a good tug-toy for wandering fingers. Master explained that the cock ring's taken over chastity duty, allowing me to get hard on a voice command (my hearing conveniently fades out whenever he says the word). First time was a little shocking, as it comes out looking like a miniature black version of his. Flare, ribs, knot.. Everything. Clearly I haven't had much contact with it, as he commanded it back down before I could grab and have go at it.
Promising though, maybe he's starting to trust me more? I might even get to use it some day.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 26
No contact recently. He's usually in to make me suck him clean, or make me spread my legs. Instead I've got his lackeys delivering me "protein shakes" and "dog biscuits". With how warm and thick these shakes are, I'm pretty sure I know who made them, and that they've been made recently. Fuck knows what he's putting in the biscuits.
I think he's planning something big. Unusual for it to be so.. Quiet.
Liquorice's Diary - Entry 28
Imagine my shock when I hear the tender, unmistakable clip-clop of my beautiful mare girl, Fairglen preceding Telroth's thundering footsteps. My heart sank when I realised the lack of contact recently meant he was either putting all of his time in to finding my prize slave, or just saving up a monster load to stick in her once his grunts snook her away from my place. I found it hard to keep quiet while he paraded her in front of me in blinkers and earplugs, knocking her down to her hands and knees so I could see the buckle of my collar on the back of her neck. He gives me this long lecture, explaining that it's my duty to uncollar her and hand her over to him, that it'd be unfair for me to keep the poor filly as my property when he would do such a better job. He was right, of course, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
"No matter." he says. "I'll let her decide ultimately, she'll make the right choice.". I can see her muzzle's smothered in a sheen of Telroth's musky, glistening slitslime. She will have had that glazing her face for days, no doubt, getting her crazy for its scent's provider. I watch her hung head lift and her eyes roll back as Telroth's hips sink down against her rear end, and I can her the struggling squelch and wet pop of his glans resizing her pussy for him. She barely registers me in front of her, brief recognition as someone recognisable before she's lost in the delicious balance of pain and pleasure I'd been wallowing in days before. Telroth leers at me, giving a second push to show off that he's clearly more sized like a stallion than I ever was, scrubbing at points I'd never reached with his bare, oozing cock.
I hear her make these sweet, lowing groans for the first time as he stuffs her full, stretches her out to fit him and him alone, leaving her tight teenage cunt loose and useless for anybody else. He tells me to get round the back quickly, and I move faster on all-fours than I think I've ever moved before. I catch him pushing the bloated bulb of his knot through her straining lips and I see her thighs shudder through a forced g-spot orgasm. He pulls out partway, showing just how far her elastic pussy's having to stretch to take him, and with a muted groan, he pushes back inside to blow. Turns out he'd been saving that load up for a few days now, with no intention of "having sex" with my beautiful Fairglen, simply going through the motions to deeply, roughly, thoroughly breed her vacant womb.
I get to see the root of his buried dick throb for once, and I'm sitting there entranced as my mare effortlessly relinquishes her service to me and groans out praise for Telroth as he breeds her impossibly deeply, the excess running out around the nearly watertight seal of their bodies. I can see her belly kicking and starting to bloat up with the volume getting squirted inside, and Master calmly instructs me to "come tongueclean us", as though it was the most natural thing to do. He lifts his hind legs and holds her up by the swollen pink knot stuck inside. Clearly I comply, my balls aching, my cunt soaked. I stick my nose in that swampy, bred slavepussy and start guiltily licking the fresh swimmers from her golden fuzz, struggling to keep up as more pours out. She sticks her nose in my crotch, which apparently now reeks of Telroth's scent given my new junk, and she shamelessly huffs it while I work on licking them clean.
I hear the organic tearing of leather as the big guy up top neatly bites through my collar and swiftly replaces it with his own, the wordless contract signed as she squirms in utter joy around his dick, and completely ignores her former owner below. It's fair, why would she want me after that? I wouldn't!
_________________________
The dragon didn't stop with just Liquorice, though. For a week, he owned her, and by proxy, her pets. Not only did she get to watch him work his magic upon them, but he had her clean up after them too. She knew what the dragon was doing; Even if she called it off at the end of the week, he'd have already raised the bar. All she could do is look on in her own horror and blush as she saw him give them a taste of his shaft. She knew what it felt like... there was no way she could keep up with its cunt-busting ways. Sure, she was pretty well endowed, but she couldn't compare to his knot, especially when it was shoved in just enough that the girl couldn't pull off while he was pumping his virile fluids into her womb.
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