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Escape

Part 3

Round 2!

Mervyn awakened as sun rays shined into his face. It took him a while to realize that he wasn't laying in his bed as usual. As soon as he noticed that he has slept on the forest’s ground he pushed his upper body up with his arms and looked around.

He immediately spotted the slumbering dragon. Then it all came back to him. He remembered everything from last night. How the dragon forced him to help it out of the dungeon, how the dragon forced him to come along into the forest and how they ended up making out. The dragon got to its climax but Mervyn didn't. Back then he tried to talk the dragon into a second round where his interests would be prioritized but the dragon reclined and just went to sleep.

But when they fell asleep he was right at the dragon's chest. Now he was like a yard away from the dragon. It must've unintentionally pushed him away while being asleep. The guards armor, which he was still wearing, became very uncomfortable overnight. It probably wasn't meant to be worn that long -not for an entire day and an entire night. And especially not to sleep in it. The protectors were poking into his skin at the spots the steel chains armored his body. He tried to move the armor around to make it more bearable.

Mervyn looked around once more. The forest at daytime seemed very different from what he saw at night. Everything was way clearer now. He eventually spotted the tree trunk where the dragon leaned itself on when it was night. The leaves at the tree were all dug up and the dirt under it was all over the place. The spots in which the dragon pressed its claws into the ground were very clearly visible. They were like little holes in the dirt.

He took a closer look at the dragon. Its back was a little dirty -probably from when it lied down at the tree. Apparently the dragon was in a deep sleep. It surely hasn't got a good rest in a while since it just recently got out of the dungeon -It must be really exhausted.

Mervyn was awake but the dragon was still resting. All he could do now is wait until it woke up as well -if Mervyn would wake it up himself it probably would get very angry at him… Mervyn lied back down and rolled on his back.

He stared up the trunks of the trees into the cloudless sky through the tree tops. The sun beautifully shined through the leaves. He felt the steel protectors poke into his body. This armor wasn't made for laying down! But he couldn't get rid of it since it was the only clothing he had. While he waited proceeding to stare up into the sky he soon got lost in thoughts. While his thoughts were taken away by the beautiful sight Mervyn was wondering how he got himself into this in the first place -how from one night to the next morning he went from a prison's guard to a dragon's thrall.

Was he really a thrall? -he thought to himself. He felt way more of a volunteer helper. He was more of a companion. But if he'd want to leave its side…would the dragon let him go? Mervyn thought about the events that got him into this to find an answer.

First he was casually on duty in the corridors…then another guard told him to look for a dragon…then the dragon found him, disarmed him and forced him to get it to the exit. When they were there he had to distract the gate guards -right, the gate guards! Once they realized that he and the dragon were gone they might suspect that he did help the dragon, in which case they would not hesitate to arrest him if he'd returned to the dungeon area. Maybe they expect him to return and are waiting for him in the village! Mervyn got a little pale as he realized that there was no way of getting back into his old (more-or-less) comfortable life. He couldn't take the chance of returning and getting caught- They'd throw him into prison! Or worse! His only option was to stick with the dragon now.

What if the guards were also searching the forest for them? They'd need to get out of here as quickly as possible.

Mervyn's thoughts were interrupted as he heard the movement of the dragon lifting its head form the ground and stretch out its legs letting out a loud yawn. It leaned up on one of its front legs when it noticed that Mervyn was awake. It faced his direction. Mervyn saw the sleepy expression in its scaly face. The dragon was so sleepy it could barely hold its eyes open while it looked at him. It opened its maw as it prepared to speak. However, it hasn't said anything for a moment from tiredness.

„You're still here, huh“ it spoke tired. „I thought you would have taken your chance and left. You truly are interested in me“ it added, sounding kind of arrogant.

„No…I-“ Mervyn quickly responded- quicker than he actually could think of something to contradict. He paused for a while.

„I just can't go back…“

The dragon glared at him demanding- gesturing him to explain himself.

„…The other guards could've have noticed that I helped you out of that dungeon and wait for me to return. They would immediately arrest me if I'd ever came back“ he worriedly explained.

„Oh no, what a pity that would be!“ the dragon sarcastically replied and giving him a grumpy glare right afterwards.

Mervyn looked back in concern. „At least I would have done something about…y'know, not getting arrested. -Unlike a certain someone“

It took him some willpower to say something that edgy to the dragon.

He instantly regretted it as he saw the dragon's grumpy look turn into sheer anger. Baring its teeth and leaning forward to his direction.

„You have no idea“ it growled while standing up out of its lying position, threateningly moving towards him. The dragon's fangs it was baring scared him enough to make him crawl backwards -away from the dragon. It was so close to him that he wouldn't have the time to stand up so he stayed down. He stopped to move back as he reached the trunk of a tree. Mervyn began to panic a little bit as there was nowhere to go. He looked up in fear to the dragon who was looming very close to him, glaring down to him with an angered gaze. This situation reminded him that he had that exact situation as they first met each other- in that storage room. Where the dragon forced him to the very end of the shelves. It was the exact same expression the dragon had and the exact same kind of angst Mervyn was feeling.

The dragon lowered its head down to his face- bringing its furious glare on eye level. Mervyn was especially intimidated by the threatening fangs in its maw. He tried begging for mercy.

„Please! I was just-“ the dragon stopped him from speaking by grabbing his chin and holding it tightly in its claw. Mervyn tried to free his face from the painful grip by pulling on the dragon's powerful claw but his strength was nothing compared to the dragon's. It took a good while until the dragon removed its claw. The dragon didn't put it back on the ground however, it placed its claw on the side of Mervyn's head pushing it and forcing him to face forward. The dragon moved its scaly head even closer as it prepared to talk.

„Don't make me regret I took you with me“ it growled at him. Mervyn didn't dare to say anything. For the dragon, the frightened facial expression from Mervyn was enough as an answer.

„And don't make me regret I went easy on you so far. I could make you my personal sex slave if I'd wanted to“

Mervyn blushed red by the imagination of serving the dragon in this special way… He tried to hide it as it would be kind of embarrassing in this situation if the dragon would find out that he'd be into this kind of stuff.

„I've tried my best to make this enjoyable for both of us. If I wouldn't have done that I'd just relentlessly humped and thrusted my hips on you -with you being nothing but a toy“

Just the imagination of that! Mervyn didn't know why but thinking about the dragon exploiting him made him feel excited. The blush in his face got harder.

„It is in my instincts to dominate- especially you humans. It takes lot of self control to keep that down. You better watch what you are saying or I'll lose it“

Mervyn may was still terrified but he couldn't free his mind of what the dragon said it would do with him. The sentence "with you being nothing but a toy" ringed through his head over and over. He got obsessed with the idea of being a slave to the dragon. Being totally helpless and at its mercy… If he'd wanted to get "his part" then that's the only way he could achieve it -since he wouldn't be able to talk the dragon into anything else. When he tried before it just got angry at him. As Mervyn was confident to speak again he still felt extremely nervous about what he was going to ask.

„I-… I'd do it“ he stuttered.

The dragon tilted its head in confusion. „Do what?“

„Be your slave“

He looked up to the dragon with an embarrassed expression. The dragon stared down to him while thinking about what Mervyn just said, being obviously surprised that a human voluntarily submits to it. Its face suddenly filled with a concerned expression as it said „Trust me, you have no idea what you're asking for. You'd rather not“

Mervyn was surprised yet disappointed by the answer. He was certain that it would accept his offer! To get what he wanted he'd have to do some persuasion. But there was no way he would be rhetorically able to convince the dragon to use him as a slave. He'd had to influence the dragon somehow. He'd had to do some tricks…

Mervyn remembered how the dragon said that dominating the inferior would be in its instincts and that it would take lots of self-control to keep that urge down. Maybe, when he angers the dragon more, it would lose that kind of self-control and abuse him however it wants. But how is he going to do that? Maybe starting an unnecessary argument would be one way...or making some comments that were uncalled for.

Mervyn erupted into thinking. After some time, he got an idea. Plain and simple: If he'd somehow offend the dragon it should easily get angry at him and lose its self-control and exploit him. That should do it.

Mervyn took a deep breath before executing his plan, thinking about the provocative things he was about to say.

„How did you even end up getting arrested in the first place“ he said trying to sound as confident as possible.

The dragon tilted its head in confusion from the sudden subject change. And the way Mervyn asked this was also different. He didn't sound insecure and frightened anymore.

„I mean come on, the knights and guards around here are really nothing special“ Mervyn said in addition.

The dragon responded by slightly groaning in annoyance and giving him an angered gaze. His plan started to work, it was getting angry!

It prepared to talk but as soon as the dragon opened its maw Mervyn interrupted by sarcastically adding „How did you even ended up in a dungeon at all? I thought you dragons were all superior to humans“

He saw the expression on its face turn into sheer fury and its teeth being bared once again. It moved it head closer to intimidate him, to make him stop.

Mervyn knew it wouldn't take much more to make the dragon totally lose it and go at him. In fact, judging by its facial expression it was ready to explode!

„And in that prison, you haven't got a lot of exercise, apparently. They've must’ve fed you really well! In fact, you look kinda-“

The dragon stopped him from talking again, but this time it didn't grab his jaw. It placed both claws tightly around his throat. Choking him.

Mervyn closed his eyes in pain and struggled for air. He quickly went into a state of full panic as desperately pulled on the claws to remove them from his throat but it didn't do anything. It played around with his breath. The dragon loosed and tightened the grip around his throat over and over so he could choke the human without killing him. Mervyn helplessly squirmed- doing all sort of movements with his body, trying to pull his head away and even trying to kick the dragon. It was pure torture for Mervyn. He already instantly regretted having provoked the dragon to use him as a "toy". Now he was really just a toy, for a apparently sadistic dragon who finds pleasure in making humans struggle under its claws.

After some time Mervyn was near to passing out from the lack of air until the dragon all of a sudden came to a stop and completely removed the pressure from its claws.

Mervyn panted and looked up to the dragon- being so frightened and desperate he almost cried. His eyes were already shot in tears. The dragon however showed no sign of empathy. It was gazing down to him with an excited glare and a smirk so evil and sinister that it made Mervyn scared of what it was about to do next. He didn't even try anymore to free himself. He was lacking the energy to keep pulling and through the lack of air he was barely conscious.

The dragon waited a bit until Mervyn has gotten back to his senses so it had his full attention.

„You're so adorable when you struggle for your life“ the dragon calmly spoke. „It makes me forget all kind of anger I had with you“ it added, almost sounding seductively, still smirking.

It removed its claws from his throat and placed them on Mervyn's head making him face forward.

„You purposely said those things so I do this to you, huh?“

It expected an answer from Mervyn but he hasn't said anything. He just looked up terrified breathing heavily.

„That is what I meant when I told you that you had no idea what you're asking for, as you offered yourself. Don't you know why I have been thrown to this prison?“

While it asked its question, the smirk intensified a little. Mervyn hasn't said anything again but now he carefully listened to what the dragon was about to explain.

„You're not the first biped I'm doing this do. Back when I was free I've gotten some humans in my power every now and then to sate my urges. I let some of them live and some of them not. There was this poor, old farmer once…“ the dragon paused looking down with a glare lost in thoughts. It groaned in pleasure of the memories. „…when I was done all that was left of him was a pile of flesh.“

Mervyn's eyes widened in shock.

„Or there was once a battle mage who challenged me“ the dragon spoke while kinda chuckling and still having that creepy smirk.

„He ended up being scattered five yards all over the road's pavement. Everything was covered in blood and flesh -and my seed“

The glare of the dragon went back down to Mervyn, directly staring into his terrified looking eyes.

„Oh, what am I going to do with you, little one?“

The creepy smirk got even creepier. Mervyn got frightened by the thought that he might end up as a "pile of flesh scattered over the floor" as well. The dragon moved its big scaly head down -right next to Mervyn's left ear, directly speaking into it.

„Should I…crush you with my butt?“

It moved its head to the other side to his right ear.

„Or should I…just swallow you whole?“

The dragon took its head back in front of Mervyn's face. It just sat there and breathed heavily from excitement.

„I will not be able to control myself enough to make a decision anyways. I always get way to lost in my urges and the feeling of pleasure…especially when you squirm and struggle like that“ it added seductively continuing to smirk down to him.

„Now, lets make something out of this“ the dragon said with excitement in its voice.

Without hesitation it pressed its maw on Mervyn's lips, immediately penetrating his lips with its big slimy tongue. But the kiss wasn't nearly as joyful and seductive as last time. It was way harsher. It seemed like the dragon didn't care this time about Mervyn, just for its own pleasure. The tongue quickly moved around his mouth, circling around his over and over. The touch on his tongue made him forget the fear for a moment. The hard the dragon's pressure with its tongue was, it still felt arousing somehow. He saw the dragon close its eyes while it proceeded to move its tongue. Soon starting to moan softly. Just when Mervyn was about to get into the kiss the dragon pulled its head back.

The kiss wasn't fun enough for the dragon. As he was confronted by that sinister smirk again his fear returned. The dragon stared down to him thinking about what it's going to do next while panting from excitement. It suddenly stood up.

„Don't you move“ it threateningly hissed.

Right afterwards it turned around, making Mervyn face the enormous hindquarters. Its tail was twitching around in excitement.

Mervyn was stunned by the view he had. But his astonishment quickly dissolved into dread as it suddenly began to move its hind end closer to him.

Mervyn's apprehensiveness got a lot more intensive as he saw the dragon lift up its tail exposing the fleshy tail hole to him. He couldn't let the dragon crush him! Mervyn knew that he'd had to get out of there now. He tried to stand up but as soon as his hands reached to the ground his face was already met with the heavy humongous hindquarters. Mervyn hastily squirmed as his upper body and head was pressed against the trunk of the tree -leaving him in pain and the tail hole uncomfortably close to his face. The movements under the dragon's butt made it groan in pleasure. When the dragon got more aroused by the helpless human trying to free himself it began to press even harder, closing its eyes in pleasure and moaning with every breath.

Mervyn desperately tried to push the dragon away from him. But he was being pressed so hard against the tree he couldn't even move his arms. He couldn't move at all! It soon got difficult to breathe within the pressure. The lack of air made him set into a state of panic. Mervyn tried his best to move his body to a position where he would get some air with no result.

The pressure got more painful, more agonizing. Mervyn soon lacked the air for the energy to continue trying to free himself. He soon lacked the energy to do anything. He felt how his head ached unbearable from the pressure. He felt how his brain stopped working properly from the lack of air. His view field soon blackened in…

Not being able to catch air Mervyn eventually passed out behind the scaly hindquarters. The dragon noticed how the human wasn't moving anymore.

After some while it stepped forward and removed its butt. Pressing Mervyn against that tree wasn't nearly as fun when he wasn't squirming and panicking.

The dragon turned around, placed its claws on Mervyn's shoulders and tossed his unconscious body to the ground. Mervyn was laying down with his face directly facing the leafy forest floor.

With its snout the dragon flipped him over so he lies on his back facing up. It impatiently waited for Mervyn to wake up again so it could continue the torment.

Staring down into his closed eyes the dragon thought what it could do next once he was awake. It slightly groaned in pleasure from the ideas. While waiting it was not able to hold itself back any longer and started licking along Mervyn's face to get through the time easier. Its tongue gently caressed his skin -smoothly going up and down his cheeks.

Some good time has passed until Mervyn finally opened his eyes. At first he had no idea and no memory of what has happened. All he felt was his body aching, especially his neck and back. It took him a while until he even realized that he was being licked by a dragon.

The dragon soon lifted its head back up and stared down to him. As the aftermath of a faint he couldn't recall where he was and how he got there and why that dragon was lurking down to him. The glare terrified him. It was filled with a kind of lust.

He saw the glare arouse as it spotted that the human was awake. An evil smile emerged on the dragon's scaly face.

„Finally“ it spoke exhilarated, moving its head closer.

„You were good fun so far“ the dragon said while slightly panting.

Mervyn had no idea what the dragon was talking about. He couldn't remember any of the events before. He was still highly confused with how he got into that forest in the first place. He couldn't recall anything about the dragon either. It seemed familiar to him but he didn't know why. The dragon placed its claw beneath his chin pushing it up softly forcing him to directly look the dragon in the eye.

„But now it’s your turn. You're going to finish this“ it added.

Mervyn was a little anxious as he had no idea what that dragon was talking about. And the way the dragon said it, it probably intended to intimidate him. But why? What does it want him to do? -Question like those rushed through Mervyn's head.

„If you refuse however…pray to your human god you'll die quick and painless“

With those words, it turned around. Just seconds after Mervyn found himself between the muscular hind legs. He was facing up to its downside of the tail and its belly. His sight immediately fell to the lengthy meat hanging down between the legs coming out of the slit. It had a white liquid drip out of its tip. Mervyn began to remember some of the things he and the dragon did before.

The dragon brought his body closer by bending its legs and eventually crouching down. Mervyn thought what the dragon could have meant when it said that he's "going to finish this". He already had some kind of an expectation about what it demanded from him. It probably wanted him to sate it. But Mervyn didn't dare to touch it without being commanded to.

The dragon loomed over Mervyn heavily breathing and impatiently waiting for him to do something. After however he hasn't done anything it furiously growled at him. Being intimidated Mervyn immediately placed his hands on the dragon's shaft. As soon as he touched it the he heard how the dragon groaned in relief. But just holding it surely wasn't enough. The dragon wanted him to do more. It wanted him to rub it and bring it to its climax -again. Mervyn remembered that the night before he has done that exact thing. But not under those circumstances, last night the dragon was laying down and he was kneeling in front of it. Now he was on the ground and the dragon was looming above him and it would probably do god-only-knows-what if he'd refuse to sate the dragon any further.

Mervyn moved one of his hands up and down along the enormous shaft. With that movement, he heard the dragon moan again as he felt the meat getting harder. The longer he continued the more pre dripped out of the shaft -right on his chest. The spot where the liquid landed soaked the light armor he was wearing at that point.

The dragon pressed its claws into the ground in arouse. Mervyn however was feeling troubled. The beast looming right above him was scary enough but being forced to sate it was even more terrifying. He just wanted to get this over with quickly. So he started moving his hand faster while he tested around which areas at the shaft were more sensitive. As he had his hand on the top he heard the dragon groan way louder and saw the muscles of the hind legs cramp up. This must be the spot! Mervyn placed his other hand more towards the top and moved the other hand around the top. They were soon completely covered white in the dragon's seed which was constantly exiting. He had to be careful not to make the seed drop directly into his face because now it was dripping even more rapidly.

The touch of the movements of Mervyn's hands at this special part made the dragon soon come close to its climax. Mervyn heard how the dragon's breaths rapidly became more heavy all of a sudden. He knew that it wouldn't take much more. For the end he sped up his rubbing movements and slid his hands up and down all along the shaft as fast he could. The dragon suddenly stopped moving and held in its breath for a short moment.

The white liquid suddenly flowed out of the dragon's meat so fast Mervyn's hands couldn't hold it away from his face anymore. He tried to ease the flow away from him by putting his hands right on top of the shaft but the seed just flowed around it in all directions almost covering Mervyn's entire body.

After it stopped exiting Mervyn's light armor was already completely soaked. The dragon just stood there for some while panting -still being in the satisfaction from the pleasure it just had. Mervyn saw the hind legs move away from him.

Apparently the dragon was stepping away from him. But it quickly was close to him again as it lied down, right next to him. The things they did must have gotten the dragon tired now, which seemed a little odd to Mervyn since it was morning and it just had some sleep some time ago. It was having a rest anyways. Mervyn expected that it would say some threatening things to him again but it just directly lied down without even looking at him. He couldn't tell if the dragon was sleeping or was just resting with its eyes closed.

Mervyn was just laying on the ground where the dragon tossed him before. He used this quiet moment to try to remember what has happened before he blacked out but only could think of what happened during the night. He tried to go through the events of this morning. There were some things he could recall. For some reason got angry at him. That's all he remembered. He thought about what he did the last time when he was next to the slumbering dragon. Back then in the night he moved to its chest and they ended up snuggling through the night…but not this time -he thought. Now he knew what the dragon really was like. It was a sadistic psycho. And it finally fucking lost it -Things like these went through Mervyn's head as he looked the dragon over which was resting just about a yard away from him.

He suddenly remembered how the dragon woke up this morning before it was surprised that he hasn't used the opportunity to get away overnight, and of course used it as an argument that he would be "interested" in the dragon. Now, with the slumbering dragon, he had that kind of opportunity again. And this time he was certain to take it.

Mervyn slowly got up- trying to make as less noise as possible. He couldn't risk the dragon realize that he was trying to flee. As he moved up he quickly noticed how his entire body was aching. Especially his back and head, it felt like he was harshly pressed against something. Some memories of the events shortly before he blacked out came back to him. The dragon choked him. And pressed its hindquarters right on his body- pressing him into the tree. With these sinister thoughts he was even more eager to get away.

Still trying to make as less noise as possible he just moved into any direction- just away from that dragon. After some gaining some distance he quit the sneaking around and casually just walked through the forest. He had no idea where he was going. He had no idea where he was in the first place. He just proceeded to wander through the woods- hoping to stumble across something useful or anything that would give him some sort of orientation where he was. Until then- he just walked.

to be continued…