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Posted on 2020-10-28 08:03:04
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Long story from the artist: The town was looking just a seedy as its reputation had suggested, somehow the corner of each building looked like the perfect spot for a drug dealer. A ragged ratman snorted and passed him by - Daren pulling his tail closer and guarding his pockets as he did.

Daren liked to think of himself as an adventurer - although he was an aspiring adventurer at best, not yet having passed the entry exam. He hoped to solve that issue fairly soon - he was certain that he was strong enough, he just didn’t have powerful enough equipment. Which was the reason he was here. Most people strongly suggested against going into the sorry excuse of a city called ‘Venomtown’. But Daren didn’t see the issue; adventurers risked their lives to gain glory all the time, how was seeking success here different? He’d overheard rumors about a magic-artifact salesman who supposedly had a huge haul of new merchandise through questionable means, who were selling for cheap. He stopped walking as he saw an entrance matching the description he’d overheard. Thrilled at finally finding the place, he confidently strode inside.

His eyes instantly fell upon the shelves - lined up were various items with clear magical properties. Great.

“Well hello there”

Daren twitched as the sudden greeting caught him off-guard. He lightly coughed to hide his surprise and faced the speaker. He’d been approached by a canine, whether he was a dogkin or a wolfkin was anyone's guess, and he knew better than to ask. From the relaxed posture and confidence he strode about, Daren assumed this was the shopkeeper.

“Hi there, I’m looking to buy magical artifacts, and I’ve been told this is the place to be.”
Daren said as he reached his hand out in greeting.

“Well, you’ve heard right. I’m Warf, the owner of this fine establishment.”
The canine grasped his hand firmly.

“My name is Da-”

The dragon was cut off by the wolf.
“No need to tell me your name, while my business prospers by the word of mouth, I’m sure you have nothing to gain by having people know you were here. Anyways, I assume you’re an aspiring adventurer? You have a good big muscular body, yes? Perfect for a frontline fighter.”

Daren preened at the praise.

“Precisely. I’m here to find any gear which might fit a melee fighter.”

“Hmm, yes. I believe I have just the things for you, wait here.”
As Warf spoke, he started moving around the shelves, picking up items as he went. He carefully put down four items in front of the dragonkin - A sword, a dog-mask, gloves, and a dagger. Daren huffed. As if he was going to use a dagger. He eyed the sword with great interest - it shone with a faint red glow, that spoke to him greatly.

“You want to try the sword, yes?”

Daren smiled and reached his hand towards the hilt - but was lightly swatted by the canine.

“The sword is dangerous - you need to wear this mask to resist its enchantment.”

Daren reluctantly moved his gaze from the sword to the mask. It looked like a leather recreation of some toy-like dog. It wasn’t really his style, but if he had to wear it to use the sword…

The canine picked the mask up and handed it to Daren, who equipped it. He suddenly felt like his mind was washed with cold water.

“I uh, this feels weird”

Wait, had he just put on a magic artifact without knowing what it did? In a reputable magic-shop, sure, but did he trust the canine? Was he that blinded by his greed for the sword?

“Don’t worry, the enchantment protects your mind, yes? So you feel it in your mind.”

Daren felt a surge of panic rise within him. A magic item which messed with his mind? He reached his hand up and grabbed the mask, but found his hand tightly gripped by the canine. He couldn’t comprehend what he was feeling, he felt like his mind was floating, the previous cold sensation turning lukewarm. He felt his body relax as if he was leisurely floating down a river, no care in the world… No, something was wrong - the sense of panic was still there.

“What’s wrong, pup?”

Daren thought about the question - something was very wrong indeed. What was it? He had put something on, something bad...

“I.. I need to get it off.”

What did he need to get off? His mind was turning hazy, thoughts slowing, if his mind was a river, the water was turning into syrup.

“Get it off? Your clothes yes? That is okay, take off your clothes, and when you’re naked, I’m sure you’ll feel better.”

Daren looked at the shopkeeper. His clothes? You can’t just strip naked in public, right? Or...? He felt like a thick haze had entered his mind. Why was thinking so difficult? Was he forgetting something? Right, he was thinking about whether undressing was something he wanted to do. But wait, he’d just said himself that he had to take it off. Why would he say that, if he didn’t mean it? And he wasn’t -technically- in public, so it should be fine, right? He was in a shop, and the shopkeeper didn’t seem to mind. Maybe the situation was more similar to a locker room - where he was expected to undress. The panic he felt started receding - yes, of course, the shopkeeper would know about any side-effects of the items he sold, and how to fix them. Plenty probably needed him to strip down. He started removing his clothes, pulling off his shirt, tossing it to the side. A glance towards the canine showed no reaction, indicating that he wasn't doing anything weird. He then slid his feet from his shoes and pulled down his pants. He briefly paused, but then let his underwear follow. He reached for the dog-hood, but the canine stopped him.

“I told you to strip naked, and you’re naked now, yes? Your dick is hanging out. No need to take off more.”

The dragonkin thought about it - yea, if your cock was hanging out, you were naked, right? No need to take off the hood.

“Feel better, yes?”

Daren thought about it... The temperature was pleasant, and he did feel pretty comfortable… If he closed his eyes, he felt his body unrestricted by clothing and a pleasant warmth from the mask. But something was still wrong. Some part of his mind was still screaming, but he couldn’t understand his discomfort through the pleasant haze.

“Uhmm. Something’s still wrong… I think. I don’t know what.”

“Hmm, I know what the problem is. Try jerking off, and you’ll see.”

Daren hesitated. Was it alright to masturbate in front of the... The who? Who was the canine in front of him? Daren looked up at the smiling man. How had he gotten here? He remembered… Uh. It was so hard to think. He’d just been doing something... Right, he’d just undressed as the canine had asked. And he’d started feeling better. The canine seemed to know what was best for him - telling him what to do. Maybe he was his leader? What was he worried about? That jerking off would be inappropriate? Clearly, the canine wouldn't be offended - he suggested it in the first place. Daren started cautiously stroking his cock. He felt joy spread through his loins, his cock growing erect. Warf started walking around Daren, petting and touching him, grabbing his balls as if to measure them - the drakekin didn't mind, happily playing with his dick. He continued jerking off in his trance, losing track of time. At some point the canine withdrew, sitting back at a table, watching him jerk off.

He felt bliss. Each stroke of his hand clearing away the dust of doubt in his mind. His slick precum lubricating his strokes, each thrust gently swinging his balls back and forth. He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation. He let his tongue loll out of his mouth, the mask he wore making it feel natural. He giggled.

“Woof”
He let out an experimental sound. It felt nice.
“WOOF!”
Daren let out a happy bark and felt a jolt of excitement rush through him. It felt so right.

“Noisy pup, aren’t you?”

Daren looked in confusion at the smirking canine. Was he a pup? A dog? Wasn’t he a drake? But… Barking had felt nice, which was not something he’d felt when he hissed or rumbled like a drake. Maybe he was a dog, but just didn't know it yet? His musing was interrupted as the front door opened, a horsekin walking in. Daren gave him a look, but decided that continuing stroking his dick was fine.

“Yo Warf, caught another one already?”

“Hrm, yes. A simpleton, was no issue. A nice bod, he will fetch a good price.”

The horsekin walked up to the jerking drake.

“Mm yea, I can see why. I’m getting hard just watching him jerk it. Mind letting your best customer fuck your new toy?”

Daren happily continued stroking, as Warf laughed.

“Hmf, you’re always the pervert. Very well... Stop jerking off.”
The canine pointed at the drake as he spoke with a commanding tone. Daren let out an annoyed hiss- but caught himself. It didn’t feel right. He paused in confusion, His hiss turned into a whine, and he let go of his cock.

“Hmm, yes, good puppy. I have a reward for you. Kneel”

Daren felt a surge of pride. He was a good puppy! He happily knelt. The horse pulled off his pants and placed his already hard cock it in front of the kneeling drake.

“Mmn, the horse is offering you his cock. A good puppy will lick a cock of a superior. You want to be a good puppy, yes?”

Daren stared at the cock in front of him. Large hanging testicles and an erect cock were pointing towards him. A dick. A cock. A boner. A boner? Yea, that's a bone. The word has bone in it, so a cock is a bone? But you can't chew on a cock. You can lick it though. Daren felt his mind click - yes, he was a good pup, of course he’d love licking cock! Pups love bones! Maybe it'd feel as good as barking?

He slowly put out his tongue, and let it flick on the tip of the horse cock. The horse let out an appreciative grunt, and Daren immediately felt a jolt of pride. He opened his maw, and put the equine member inside, swirling his tongue around the shaft. Daren moaned as he felt his groin pulse in excitement at pleasuring the other male. He enthusiastically started licking and sucking the horse's cock - his saliva quickly mixing with a spurt of precum.

He was a good pup. He felt his large reptile-tail wag back and fro as his body tried to mimic the happiness his puppy mind was feeling. He thrust his hips in the air at the phantom sensation of the pleasant warmth around his cock. He pushed his throat as far as he could, trying to lick the balls of the horse, who moaned. He almost gagged, despite his long drake-throat. Daren tried as best he could to lick the balls - successfully grinding his tongue against the heavy orbs. He felt his peripheral vision turn gray as he prioritized servicing the horse's balls over his breathing. The horse moaned and grabbed the sides of the reptile's face, and with a firm grip pushed Daren’s head back. The drake happily resumed his efforts at sucking and licking the horse's shaft. The cock felt warm and slimy as it slid deep into his mouth. The horse started thrusting his hips into the drakes maw. Daren stopped his motions and surrendered to the rhythm of the stallion. The cock slid back and forth, spreading a salty taste through his mouth. The musk of the horse thick in his nostrils. The scent intoxicating in way’s he’d never experienced before. He was servicing a master. Daren felt happiness spread throughout his mind. Why did he need to be an adventurer? He could just suck a masters cock! The horse thrust with renewed vigor, Daren trying his best to match the horse's pace.

“Ah fuck I’m close”

He was dripping in ecstasy, his own cock near its limits, not having lost an ounce of excitement since he stroked himself off. The thought of servicing the horse excited him even more than jerking off had done before. But he wasn’t going to be a bad pup. He was going to let master cum first. He was so close. But it was so hard. He continued sucking the cock. The horse let out a deep moan, thrusting hard into the drake. Daren felt a jolt as the horse's ass clenched. With another hard deep thrust, the horse came. A torrent of cum filled the drake's mouth. Daren's cock exploded, joining the stallion in orgasm, letting his cum coat the floor, as his free-hanging cock twitched each load he blasted. He tried to swallow the loads of cum rhythmically pumping from the horse’s shaft but quickly felt drips falling from his mouth. This was bliss. The horse really was a stallion, unloading bursts of cum that filled the dragons throat. Daren continued trying to drink each salty mouthful. The horse slowly decreased the pace, letting out a content sigh.

“Done playing with my toy, yes?”

The horse slid his cock out and neighed.

“Yea, fuck he’s a natural. Might wanna keep him ya know”

“Hah, I shall train him first, and we will see if he gets to join my pack. You came here to buy something, yes? ”

Daren zoned out, remaining on his knees naked as the other men continued talking. Yes, he was happy. Warf was a super master, right? He decided whether the horse master got to use him or not! But more importantly, Warf had said he might join his pack? That would be great! He said it’d depend on how well he did during training though… So he must be the best pup. And good pups didn’t leave a mess, right? He slowly crouched down and started licking his cum splatters off the floor. He was going to join Warfs pack - no matter what. After a while, the horse left, and Warf came with a collar and a chastity cage. Daren happily kneeled as Warf put on the collar. They had some problems trying to push his cock into the small chastity cage, but managed it with the help of an ice artifact to help shrink his cock a bit. Once done, Warf led him to where he would stay for the night. Master gave him a nice cage, with a water bowl, and a dildo so he could practice taking it up the ass. He’d never done that before… But he was determined not to disappoint his new master. He happily crawled into the cage and started licking the dildo to lube it up. Yes, he was going to be the bestest pup.
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