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"I expected a knight to be smarter, but you're stupid as hell, if you didn't see that coming."
The knight, laying on his back, stares up at the dragon that just knocked him over. This is not the kind of dragon the knight expected - instead of something on four legs with an animal nature, he's looking at something bipedal and almost humanoid, though still covered in scales and with the snout he expected. The taloned foot resting on his chest is definitely draconic in nature, and the sheer size of the thing serves to further illuminate just how not human it is - regardless of the fact that he can talk.
"I mean, seriously, I'm orange and red. I have zero camouflage, and we're in the forest . Are you a moron, or just blind?" the dragon continues contemptuously, shifting his wings. He leans forward, putting more pressure on the knight's chest, and looks down his nose at him. "I thought you people gave up, but you still have the fucking gall to send assassins my way. Did you not learn your lesson from the last five knights that lost a hand? What makes you so special, idiot?"
The knight doesn't have an answer for that, taken off-guard by the dragon's quasi-human nature and brash words.
"You know what, fuck this. Maybe if I destroy you in a different way, your idiot king will learn his damn lesson and leave me alone," the dragon grumbles. "Combat doesn't seem to get the message across."
With that, he takes his foot off of the knight's chest, but the knight doesn't have time to get up and run. The dragon drops into a crouch, grabs the knight's ankles, and heaves them up and over, pressing his knees into the forest floor right next to his head. That leaves his ass up and in the air, and the dragon shreds his chainmail and leather armor like it's delicate silk.
"If you'd worn plate armor, you might have had more time to prepare. Not that it would have made a difference, of course," the dragon says. He grips the knight's asscheeks and spreads them apart, inspecting his holes. "I was expecting a dick, but that doesn't matter, either. I'm only gonna be using one of these."
Without warning, he opens his mouth and plunges a long, slimy tongue into the knight's asshole. It's much warmer than the knight was prepared for, and he yelps in surprise, squirming.
"Struggle too much, and I'll take off your arm," the dragon warns him. It works, and the knight stays still, gasping and moaning in discomfort as the dragon's tongue works deeper, making him well aware of his inexperience. He's never taken a human dick before, much less a dragon's - will he be able to cope?
Apparently, that's not the question he needed to be asking. Once the dragon is satisfied with his warmup, he slides his tongue out of the knight's body, leaving an ample amount of too-warm drool in his wake, and studies his work. "Good enough," he mutters. Again, without preamble, he shoves two fingers into the knight's asshole, and the knight cries out, expecting the rip and tear of claws.
"Don't worry, the claws on my hands are retractable," the dragon says, grinning at him terribly. His teeth are blade-sharp. "I want you to be alive for this, as much as a shredded corpse would send a message." He thrusts his fingers in and out of the knight's body just a few times before adding a third, spreading him out. His fingers are thick . "I mean, that might change if you piss me off too much, but you're staying still so far."
It doesn't take too long for him to add a fourth finger, then a thumb. He can't get in past his knuckles at first, but his strength makes that a non-issue - with the addition of more spit and a little more force, the knight's rim gives way.
Now that he's opened the knight up, the dragon's hand slides in more easily than could be assumed. The scales aren't as much of a problem, either - the real problem is the heat. It's hot, almost too hot, right on the edge of burning him from the inside out, and he screams while the dragon inches his fist deeper. The knight's hole swallows the dragon's hand up to the wrist, and the dragon laughs as his forearm stretches the knight's hole.
"Your kingdom is pathetic, if you're the best knight they can send," he says casually, shoving his arm further in. The knight twitches, his eyes rolling back in his head when the dragon directs more body heat into his hand, purposefully making the knight suffer. "Look at you. I'm wrecking your asshole, and your cunt has been wet this entire time. Maybe I can make you cum just from pain alone, huh?" His arm goes deeper. He's almost up to the elbow now. There's a bulge in the knight's midsection. "Didn't know the king liked to hire sluts. I'm supposed to be an abhorrent beast of the forest, but I'm making you moan like a whore."
The knight only has time to register that the dragon is right before the dragon slides his arm and hand back out. He forms a fist, and presses it down into the knight's guts - now that the resistance has been broken, it takes hardly any effort, even though it hurts. It hurts, fuck , it hurts, but the knight knows the dragon has a point. He has been wet this entire time, and there's no disguising it, even though he's moaning in pain.
Again, the dragon pushes in, again almost up to the elbow. "Maybe you're less civilized than me , if this is the stuff that turns you on," he taunts the knight. "I thought knights were supposed to be noble protectors of the kingdom, not pathetic meatsacks that like getting hurt." He adjusts his own position and the knight's position, but only to make it easier for him to slide his elbow past the knight's rim. The knight twitches and whimpers, high-pitched, scared and humiliated. The dragon laughs. "I wonder what the king would think if you made that noise in front of him. What, scared of the big, bad dragon? He would be disgusted by you." The dragon leans over the knight so he can make direct eye contact as the knight's hole slides up his bicep. "Can you even go back to the king after this? Would you be able to explain why you lost?"
The knight whines, despairing. The dragon is right - without visible injuries, he would simply look like a coward who ran away, and explaining exactly what happened would make him a disgrace to the kingdom. Returning to his post would spell the end for him, either way.
"See, you get it," the dragon says, picking up on his new hopelessness. "So there's no reason to complain when I do this , right?" He slides two fingers on his free hand past the knight's stretched rim, alongside his arm. The knight moans. "You already know you're wrecked, and there's no going back. What do you have to lose, really?" A third finger, a fourth. He gives up on pacing himself, and just shoves his second hand in, sliding it halfway up the forearm before the knight's body gives him too much resistance. "Sure, it hurts, and sure, no human is ever going to want to fuck a hole like this, but why should I care about that?" A jolt of force, and his second arm is in past the elbow. The knight can't speak. It does hurt. "I only care about making sure knights like you learn your fucking lesson."
In a blur of pleasure and pain, the dragon works his other arm deep into the knight's body, right alongside the first. Spreading the two apart, he peers into the knight's guts. "Yeah, you're looking rough in there. I guess this kind of treatment would do that to you."
Then, he slides both arms out. No ceremony, no warning. The knight can feel his hole gaping, struggling to close around something that isn't there anymore. "Hold that open for me," the dragon commands. The knight can only obey at this point, dazed. He barely notices the dragon's cock sliding out of its sheath, ridged and knotted, and the dragon wraps one hand around it to jack off, using his free hand to grip the knight's ass. "I'm gonna cum into this gape, and then I'll decide what to do with you from there. Got it?"
The knight just lays there, breathing shakily as the dragon masturbates to the sight of his destroyed body. It doesn't take long for the dragon to shoot a load of seed, almost too hot to stand, into the knight's abused hole - his sensitive walls twitch, trying to recoil from the sticky fluid, but it slides deeper into him nonetheless.
The dragon stands up and puts his hands on his hips. "Now, there are two things we can do here," he says. "One, I let you leave, and you have to flee from your old life to make a new one for yourself, knowing that you enjoyed getting pulled open like this. Two, you can come with me, and stay with someone you know can actually get pleasure out of a ruined whore like you." He stares down at the knight, his eyes burning. "So, which is it?"
The knight knows which choice he has to make, and he knows that the dragon knows it, too.
In a shaky voice, he asks to go with the dragon.
---> ALTERNATE ENDING
Warnings : Death, visceral descriptions of gore, necro
The dragon stands up and puts his hands on his hips. "Now, there are two things we can do here," he says. "One, I let you leave, and you have to flee from your old life to make a new one for yourself, knowing that you enjoyed getting pulled open like this. Two, you can come with me, and stay with someone you know can actually get pleasure out of a ruined whore like you." He stares down at the knight, his eyes burning. "So, which is it?"
Before the knight can say anything, the dragon goes on. "Actually - if I've already destroyed you as a knight, is there a reason for me to keep you alive?" he continues. "You probably have some protein on you. I could just eat you. Or," he adds, almost as an afterthought, "I could kill you in the most humiliating way possible, and leave you for the next knight to find." He grins. "That would send a message, right? Your naked body left here, exposed?"
To his horror, the knight's holes throb at the thought, responding. He whines, unwilling to admit that his cunt got wetter when the dragon said that, but he doesn't need to admit anything - the dragon could see it.
"Oh, you liked that idea?" He laughs. "I wonder if the people that find you will know you died liking it. I hope they do - you deserve to be known for something like that." He again crouches over the knight. "Fuck it. Spread your legs - you're dying on my cock today."
The knight's breathing speeds up, and he obeys, his hips up to expose his hole. The dragon doesn't start out by fucking him right away, though - instead, he plunges one fist right back into the knight's destroyed asshole, seating it nice and deep inside so that there's a bulge in his abdomen - then, he bares the claws on his free hand.
He adjusts the knight so that he's laying a little more flat, exposing his midsection. "Don't cum too soon, or I won't let you cum while you're dying," the dragon warns the knight nonchalantly, before opening his belly in a single swipe like he's gutting a fish. The knight twitches, ashamed of the way his cunt squeezes around nothing - and, simultaneously, he's sent to a higher plane of pleasure by the searing agony that rips through him. The dragon studies the cut he's made, pulling it open further to expose the knight's internal organs. "Look, there's my hand," he says. The pink-gray bulge of the knight's lower intestine is stretched tight around the dragon's arm. "Isn't that nice?"
The knight, staring at his own insides, isn't even aware of his own hand as it drifts down to finally give some attention to his neglected cunt, fingering himself to take advantage of the surreal situation he's found himself in. The situation he's going to die in.
The dragon laughs. "If you keep that up, that's how your corpse is going to look," he says. "You want that?"
The knight doesn't respond, but his fingers speed up, making obscene slick noises.
"Well, if you insist." The dragon slides his arm out of the knight's body one more time, and the knight whines, empty - but the dragon replaces it with his cock. "I don't even need to fuck you. Watch this."
He reaches into the knight's guts and wraps his hand around himself, squeezing it tightly to jack off through the knight's insides. The knight moans weakly - he's losing blood fast. "Don't cum yet," the dragon warns him. "You're gonna cum while you're dying, but I get to cum first." He growls. "That's not gonna take long. Fuck - the feeling of some stupid human fading out around my cock always turns me on."
True to his word, he doesn't need to masturbate for long before he pumps a load directly into the knight's ruined hole. "That's the only way anybody could get any pleasure out of that thing, anyway," he says contemptuously. "It was so loose that I could barely feel it."
He leans over the knight's body, looking him in the face. "You can cum now," he says innocently. "It's the last thing you're ever gonna do."
The knight obeys. His final moments are spent in weak convulsions, twitching, spasming, his last failing heartbeats serving just to hasten his demise. His eyes roll back, and the dragon watches the light fade from them even as the knight's asshole tries to tighten in vain, useless right to the end.
When the knight finally goes silent, his loose hole is still wrapped around the dragon's cock. The dragon just basks there for a second, lingering in the glory of a successful torment and kill, before yanking out and instead burying himself in the knight's still-warm guts, rutting into them and snarling like a wild animal to put another load into the corpse before it gets boring. Might as well take advantage of a body while it's available, after all.
His last act of humiliation, after checking to make sure the knight's fingers are still in his cunt, is to jack off over his face, his slack jaw and rolled-back eyes. There's no mistaking that for anything other than a silent howl of ecstasy, and the dragon paints his cold skin with another load, ensuring that anybody who comes across the corpse will know exactly what purpose the knight served - and what the knight was always meant to serve.
Then, his job done, he simply walks away. That's not his business anymore, and he's certain that the message will get across.
Although...he wouldn't complain if he got the chance to do that again.