#dragon stables

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Dragon Stables Vol 1

Help wanted - Ranch hand at a dragon stables

[DO NOT FUCK THE DRAGONS]

You took the job because you needed some cashflow, besides, you're not going to let yourself get fucked by a dragon right?

These dragons are Lesser Lyndraths, similar in size to that of horses, but much longer when accounting for their particularly long tails and necks. They make for rather good partners, assuming they weren't... feral. Unfortunately that's exactly what these were, dragons who hadn't made a bond with riders and had lived in the wild without the supervision of an older dragon. Consequently, these dragons have about three things on their mind:

Escape the ranch

Build a horde away from society

Mount the nearest creature they can see

Good luck!

On your first day you are cleaning out the stables, so eager to get to work you decided to go in before they were muzzled. They snarl as you enter, being feral they don't speak common or draconic, so you don't know what they are saying. You can make a guess though. They want to bond with you, make you a rider. Not for your sake though. If they can bond with you and overpower your will, they will be able to influence your thoughts and actions, making you set them free. You ignore those thoughts for now, sweeping away the muck and mess. As you are trying to move a particularly stubborn pile of melted something (you can't tell) you bend over, jabbing at it with your broom as hard as you can. You didn't realise, but you had backed up a little too close to one of the pens.

You felt something between your legs. A stroke on your thigh that moved up to your crotch. One of the Lyndraths tongues started to tease you. You hesitated. How long had it been since you'd been fucked? Clearly too long since you were still stood there, panting and letting out a small moan. You backed up just a bit, letting the Lyndrath's tongue wrap around you, dragging you even closer. The tongue unwrapped, slipping under your clothes, ready to-

You come to your senses, scrambling away to the middle of the stables, panting and falling to your knees. You knew the tongue of a Lyndrath could secrete toxins, but apparently one of those 'toxins' was an aphrodisiac. The Lyndraths are growling at you, pressed up against the bars of each pen, sensing your lust. The Lyndrath who tongued you specifically was growling especially loud, trying to lure you back into its grasp.

You felt your body burning up. The thought of crawling back up against the pen, letting the Lyndrath take you was almost all you could think of. Knowing you had to do something, you began to touch yourself. If you could just cum, the aphrodisiac might wear off. So in front of an audience of Lyndraths, you pleasure yourself in the middle of the stables. The snarls and growls grow even louder, each Lyndrath desperate to mount you. Mercifully, you cum quickly due to the effects of the aphrodisiac. But as you do so, the cum dripping down to the floor you realise it. It hasn't worn off yet. You have to continue to touch yourself, just to stop yourself from moving anywhere. You don't know if it's because of the aphrodisiac but you touch yourself to the thought of the Lyndraths escaping, tearing your clothes off and taking turns filling you up. You moan to the thought of them, the other ranch hands must have heard you with how loud you were. Fortunately none of them enter as you cum for a second time, the howl of the Lyndraths, laughing at you as your cum pools on the floor. The aphrodisiac finally wore off, sitting there for a moment, their hungry eyes still upon you. You dodged the worst case scenario, just. Slightly ashamed, you get redressed, not that you had taken off much in your haste.

Next time you'll wait until they have muzzles on.

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Dragon Stables Vol 3

The summer was still in full swing but mercifully the weather hadn't quite got the memo, as a prolonged period of rain kept the temperatures much cooler. This at least meant the Lyndraths couldn't try heating up the barn again, although ever since that day there had been... other problems. Any time you entered the Lyndrath's stable their dragon cocks would emerge from their sheaths, trying their best to court and mesmerise you, almost as if escaping was now secondary to putting a clutch of eggs inside of you.

Today however you were spared from this as you had been handed a different job for the day. The ranch had aquired a Tyranolisk, an flightless dragon which traded off its ability to fly for immense strength and tunneling abilities. In fact it's ability to tunnel was even greater than using spells to tunnel holes and as such demand for their services had skyrocketed as more projects in the mountains were being built. The only issue was the species was not nearly as populous as demand for them, so Tyranolisk sperm had become a very lucrative market, which meant that you were the lucky worker that sent to its stable to make sure the extraction was successful.

As you entered the stable you saw the Tyranolisk already in the breeding mount, a set of restraints to keep it in place and what amounted to a hole with a bag at the bottom. Realising just how cheap the ranch owners were sometimes you looked to see how it was going. Awfully. This Tyranolisk was seemingly not willing to mount the 'contraption' and in fact was still sheathed. Great. You were trying to figure out how to get it to move when you remembered you needed to bolt the door shut, just in case it did escape, not that a single bolt at the base of the doors would do much, but it might give the ranch an extra second. As you bent over to lock it shut you heard a grunt from the Tyranolisk and upon turning, saw the very tip of its cock emerging from the sheath. Yet another dragon was horny for you. You did at least have a plan now and, after taking a moment to ask how much you needed this job, slowly began to strip off your clothes, getting closer and closer until you bent over to take off you underwear, practically shoving your ass into the dragon's face. You felt it's breath over you, it's grunts becoming deeper and more feral. You turned to see that it's cock had fully emerged. It was only slightly longer than the Lyndraths, but much thicker. Even with the variety of elasticity spells taking that would hurt, a lot.

Now that it was out, all you had to do was convince the Tyranolisk to fuck the contraption. You waited in the vain hope that just the sight of you would get it to mount but it was clear this creature was far too stubborn. Looking at the contraption, you could see that there was a reasonable amount of space under it. Against your better judgement, you crawled under there, so you were directly beneath the Tyranolisk and the breeding bag. Taking a position on your knees in a doggystyle position, you backed up so the bag was directly above of your ass. Hopefully it's cock couldn't move to much. The Tyranolisk's cock was poking the bag, but still it didn't quite enter it. In a last ditch attempt you said out loud "please fuck me like a breeding slut."

That did the trick. You could hear it entering the bag and as you arched your back just a little more, the Tyranolisk's cock poked the top of your ass every time it fully entered. That worked a little too well, as its penetration rapidly sped up, the entire frame of the breeding mount creaking with each thrust. You looked at the mount and became very aware just how fragile it looked. Worse still the Tyranolisk had pressed it's head down as far as it would go and whilst you could probably still get out without being bitten, the message was clear, do not attempt to escape. As the pounding continued you felt the entire mount rattle, knowing that if it broke, there was nothing to stop you being mounted and bred. At the very least this species' dragon cock only produced sperm and wasn't an ovipositor that would fill you with eggs to incubate and birth. SLAM. SLAM. SLAMSLAMSLAM.

SLAAAM.

The entire contraption shook and you swore you could hear part of it crack. At the same time though, the slamming began to slow and you felt a weight on your ass as the bag began to fill. The Tyranolisk had cum, it's ferocity quickly dying down and it's head returning to the original position just long enough for you to crawl out and get back into your clothes as quickly as possible. Someone else could retrieve the bag, you were done for the day.

Hopefully that was the last dragon on this ranch that would end up wanting to fuck you...

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Dragon Stables Vol 2

It had been a few weeks since your 'incident' with the Lyndraths and you've been quite careful to not repeat the incident. There's still a shortage of ranch hands, so you're almost always by yourself as you work, but you've managed it pretty well. The Lyndraths are still far from ready to become bonded with riders, but they have been producing enough venom to sell to various witches, alchemists and the occasional thaumaturge who can make use of it.

The summer months have started now, a fact the heat has made you brutally aware of. Especially in the stables. They're designed to keep heat in as much as possible in the winter, can't have the dragons getting too cold, unfortunately in the summer it's even hotter inside the stables than outside. Add on the fact that there are no windows and the doors have to be locked just in case and you are starting to sweat even as you do your daily checks. You've asked the head rancher about a Cryo Rune but apparently it's not a sensible use of the budget and everyone would ask the runes to be put in every stable on the ranch. So here you are sweating it out whilst the Lyndraths leer at you. They've not forgotten your first day and have been trying for weeks to trip you up somehow.

Today you have to clean all of the Lyndraths, not by hand fortunately, they gave you the hose and Aqua Rune so you wouldn't have yo get up close and risk them "well y'know" the head rancher had said. So you got to work, blasting the Lyndraths with water. They weren't exactly pleased about this and did everything in their power to make it difficult for you, twisting around, huffing and trying their best to distract your attention away from whichever one was getting cleaned at the time. Honestly all it was doing was making the work last even longer, not that they cared to listen to you. By the time you'd gotten through only a quarter of them you were exhausted, sweating a ridiculous amount. It had gotten even hotter in here, unbearably so...

The penny dropped. The huffing, the movement, the distractions. They wanted you to use as much water as possible as they were heating up into steam, turning the stables into a full on sauna. The Lyndraths were completely fine with this, but you in your dragon proof suit, well as much as it was great for protection from fangs and claws, plus being fireproof, it was certainly not heatproof. They wanted yoy to collapse from the heat so they could try to break out without you sounding the alarm. You thought about it for a moment and realised you didn't actually need the suit on right now since you wouldn't get close, so you took it off and continued on with you job. Take that Lyndraths. Except it kept getting hotter. You looked down at the rest of your clothes, a regular ranch uniform. I mean, they'd already seen you pleasure yourself. Realising you were low on options, you reluctantly stripped. You'd planned to go to your underwear, but with how sticky with sweat they were, you decided to get completely naked. This of course drove the Lyndraths wild, snapping at the bars, trying to get their tails out to grab you, and... Oh wow. You could see a few of their cocks. They were usually retracted inside of them and you'd never seen them before. They were... wow. You really understood why they'd put no fucking the dragons on the ad. You jolted to a stop as you realised just how close you had been shuffling towards the cage, a tail just barely out of reach from you. One more step and it could have grabbed your leg and dragged you close enough to fuck you through the bars. You returned back to the centre of the room, trying to focus on the task at hand whilst they continued to snarl. Whilst it was still incredibly hot, you were able to work faster now, plus the Lyndraths were a little distracted ogling you to attempt distractions. You'd finally got to the final one when...

Splat

You felt something hit your ass. You turned around to look at the Lyndraths on the other side of the stables. A white line leading out from one of the cages, all coming from a leaking dragon cock.

Splat. Spalt. Splat splat. Splat

They all began to cum, aiming directly at you. It was far too fast for you to dodge and soon enough every Lyndrath had cum all over you. As a drop that had hit your face fell on to your tongue you panicked, unsure if it had the same properties as the toxins. In a moment of quick thinking you turned the hose on yourself. The Lyndraths roared with lust as you showered yourself off, but between the relief of not getting intoxicated and how cool the water was you didn't care. In fact you decided to tease them a little, bending over, groping your own body, really putting on a show that they couldn't touch. Sure this was going to make them more lustful towards you, but you'd earned a nice shower and besides, nothing bad could come of this right?

Right?

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