This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to be so, as in all of my stories.
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Purple wriggled and squirmed where he lay on the bench, his arms and legs tucked down on either side of him. The shark hybrid wriggled and panted, though the padding was comfortable enough for him even in that moment, his horns pressing back into the softness of the bench. He wanted to be there, though he was unsure if the blue dragoness above him knew that he was a demon hybrid, his horns and tail bearing a reminder of that part of him, even if it was not a part that he always put on show to everyone and anyone. It was obvious, if one was looking for it, though other furs tended to forget that there was more to the world than what they saw on a daily basis.
Purple was different. But even he needed to seek out new experiences, his tail twisting, curling, twitching back and forth.
"Now, little one... I think I have something very special for you here..."
His skin gleamed as if damp, though that was just a natural effect of his body, patterned through with purple, slashed curves over his grey and white hide, shark-like in its presentation. Fins protruded lightly around his ram-like horns, fluttering softly though he was not in a position to use them to feel out the currents in the water around him, floating but not in the ocean, where part of him belonged.
No... He had had his first time, long ago, but Purple was bound before the dominant dragoness, a mistress who had not even given him her name, for another kind of first time entirely. His hard cock stood up desperately, the purple at the tip fading to a deep, rich pink down the length of it, and he whimpered where he was, lust pulsing through him.
His dragon mistress chuckled throatily, naked from head to toe. The only thing that she needed to wear was a chain around her neck, a light, delicate necklace with a single silver heart on it. It stood out nicely against her scales and Purple's eyes constantly flitted back to it as if there was some deeper meaning to it, though he very much doubted that his mistress of the night would explain it to him. His position, exactly as it was, was just right for a demon, his tail wiggling back and forth, free from bondage, his elbows digging down into the padded arms of the bondage bench.
"Cutie... I think this is the first time for you. And it's going to be a time you remember."
She leaned over him, a paw closing around his shaft, her eyes intense. Purple whimpered. She wasn't gripping him hard at all and yet that touch alone made him feel so small and submissive that all the feelings inside him conflicted, twisting into one another.
"Huff..." He grunted, eyes sparkling. "You think you can take me?"
Oh, some part of him wanted to be submissive, but he didn't know what he wanted yet. It was hard to think with her paw stroking his cock so deliciously, fingers folding over the ridges as he tried to look around the dungeon room. It was not one that he was familiar with, not in all his trips to that kind of kinky establishment, with the walls cast into darkness, the white light pouring down around him shifting to violet as something out of his line of sight was adjusted.
"Bratty one, aren't you? I'll soon have that out of you."
The dragoness smirked and blew a smoke heart, though it was not as if a little demon like him could challenge her authority to any great extent. He was cute, the little thing, something to be spanked and groped, her tail slinking around, poking his side, his hip, showing off just how she was, so very easily, able to manipulate him to her will. The bondage, undoubtedly, helped, but it was better to see him squirm as she stepped over him, the bench at just the right height for her long, shapely legs to slip down around him.
Purple groaned. That was good, that was very good... Maybe submitting was all the fun it was cracked up to be!
But her pussy did not sink over his turgid shaft, merely rubbing along it, showing him what the softness of her folds could deliver -- that was, of course, if she thought he deserved it. The dragoness murmured her pleasure, using his cock to grind over her clit, though the little submissive slut could please her first, show her that he was into it.
Purple whined.
"Ohhh... Come on, that is such a tease!"
She grinned.
"And just what did you think female domination was, darling? This is for me, not you... You'll be a joy to break."
The last word came out in a hiss as her tail flicked, the tip cracking like the bullwhip that she did not need as she curled it around, spanking the part of his round arse that was not squashed into the spanking bench. He squealed but she only did it again, sitting back on his thighs so that she could take his cock in paw all over again.
"You'll beg."
She said it firmly, definitely. There was no question about it. His head swirled, twisting and pulling with conflicting emotions. It was strange, very strange, just how his cock pulsed and twitched, throbbing with desire. She'd hardly done anything to the little demon at all and he was panting and twisting, pushing his elbows down into the sides of the bench, though the leather straps were tight and firm, keeping him in place.
"Aw, what's the matter, sweetie? Is the little demon too weak to break free? Maybe you should try a little harder? I do so like to see you squirm like that..."
