Floofencorn Pt 02

"Care to get cleaned up before Pax comes looking for--?" Tanerax asked, slipping into

the hot water.

"Too late," said the tall purple and blue dragon from above them. She looked down on the post-orgasmic sheep and dragon over the top of a cypress tree. Her head was dark purple, with white scales freckling from nose to cheeks. The ridges on her head were more pronounced than Tan's, and shifted to blue as they curved away from her face. "I saw everything."

The color of her scales, along with the black leather shorts and vest she wore, had helped her merge into the shadows between the trees and the wall of the building surrounding the courtyard. To Floof, it made Pax's lanky form seem materialize from nothingness, just to leer at him and Tan.

Tan's red and black stripes seemed to darken. "You snooping brat! What are you doing up there?" She growled.

Sitting on the bench in the afternoon light, Floofencorn's wool had started to dry and puff up around him like inter-mingled primary colored clouds--at the very moment he wanted to get smaller.

The tension between the two dragons was giving the instinctive voice at the back of his mind another reason to scream "run away." This time he didn't have a reason, like sex, to shut it up.

Tanerax glared up at Pax. She had probably finished collecting the black walnut pods in no time and came looking for the two of them. At least she hadn't interrupted their fucking. A smile crossed Tan's face. Floof had been fun to fuck.

"That looked like a lot of fun." Pax jumped off the roof, gliding over her host and partner to the other side of the pool. She landed on a large boulder, crouching on hands and feet like some kind of gremlin and leered at Tan. A spike of envy poked her. These two were not fucking while she was collecting nuts!

Tan had lowered herself so only her head and wing tips were above the water. "You are the one who flew off in a fit of boredom. I guess I got lucky."

The two dragons glared at each other across the pool. With Pax actually sitting still, Floof was able to get a better look at her. Purple and blue scales swirled around each other. Every so often a singular white scale twinkled like a star shining through a nebula.

The dragons' energy, irritated on Pax's part, smug on Tan's, clashed with the serenity Flufencorn tried to create in his tree-lined courtyard. He was too scared to tell these two dragons they needed to change their behavior.

Pax spun on her rocky perch to grin at Floof. So sudden was this turn that he bleated in fear and nearly rolled off the bench. "What do you say, Hoofy-corn, can I have a ride next?"

"Pax," Tan sighed, "You are a guest here, eh? Didn't you offer services for room and board?"

Turning her head to look at Tan, Pax replied, "I gathered his nuts for him. I'm sure I could offer other services." She looked back at Floof. "What do you say, Capitan? Want to see how good a guest I can be?"

Tanerax sculled across the pool. Of course Pax had chosen the largest boulder at the pool's edge as her perch. "Paxdroth, I am also his guest here, eh? As well as his caregiver until he recovers. Let the poor boy rest" As soft as she was talking, Floof could hear the command in her voice. He wondered if he'd run out of adrenaline, the impulse to run away was fading. Curiosity to see what happened next was replacing it.

Pax knew she was pushing limits. Tanerax was trying to sound reasonable. She wasn't sure about her host, but that last bleat was definitely fear. Still...

"I can be a very good guest. What do you say, let me show you? Tongue to tail, I'm very capable." Pax stood on her boulder and reached back to undo the knot over her tail that kept her shorts up. Pax stepped out of them, standing before Floof in only vest and briefs.

Tanerax leaped out of the water and hauled the taller, more slender, dragon into the pool by her tail. Pax came up spitting water and indignation. The red and black dragon bent her over the edge of the pool, one hand still on Pax's tail, the other pressing between her wings.

"He should not be exerting himself. I'm happy to help demonstrate how capable you are, however." Tanerax looked at Flufencorn, "if that is not too taxing for our host, eh?"

Floof did not know how to respond. This person who had been so careful, even at her most dominant, was treating her traveling partner like a very bratty pet. He stared at the two dragons in surprise. Tan waited for him to respond, an enquiring look on her face as she held Pax bent on the pool's edge. An awkward silence stretched out, Floof felt completely out of his depth, until Pax raised her head. She winked at him, a broad grin on her face.

"Oh! Yes." The sheep coughed and cleared his throat. "Yes. I would appreciate a demonstration. If you would... direct it, Tanerax?"

Pax looked back at Tanerax and stuck her serpentine tongue out at the same time the red and black dragon purred, "Oh now, that's great to hear."

To Floof, it seemed like each dragons' colors became more vivid. The border between Tan's red and black stripes seemed to sharpen. Pax's nebulae swirls gained more stars. Had this happened while he and Tan had been fucking?

"Does the brat dragon feel good about being right?" Tan asked sweetly, then dropped her voice to a growl, "You still scared our host."

The red dragon grabbed one of Pax's head ridges and sharply pulled it back, emphasizing her distaste for Pax's behavior. Tan leaned over, so her mouth was next to the purple dragon's ear, and made eye contact with Floof. "Apologize," She growled.

"No!" Pax replied with a puff of smoke.

Tanerax pulled harder on the head ridge at the same time she jerked on Pax's tail. "You wanted to show how gracious of a guest you could be. Be a good little dragon and apologize."

"He should have been a better host and included me!" Pax looked up at Floof and winked

again. She held his gaze even as Tan pulled her tail again. A grunt of pain escaped Pax, but her eyes no longer held a predatory edge. Bit by bit, the taller dragon was melting in pleasure.

Tan could feel Pax softening, too, and wanted to make use of Pax's brat energy while it lasted. "I guess we will have to teach you how to be a proper guest. Don't you move from this spot."

The red and black dragon let go of Pax's head ridges and tail. Staying bent over the pool's edge, the brat-dragon nevertheless wiggled her ass. Tan had started to remove Pax's underwear and the wiggles made it much harder. While undoing the laces over Pax's tail proved little challenge, trying to slide them down while the other dragon shook her ass was a trial.

Tanerax smacked Paxdroth's ass. "Stay still!" she commanded.

"Why?" Pax asked, still shaking her ass from side to side. "I'm staying in my place, like you said!"

This earned Pax many more spanks. Every time Tan tried to move the other dragon's underwear down Pax would shake or wiggle in a way that frustrated the process. This earned Pax so many more spanks. Her grunts of pain were turning into moans of pleasure.

Tan needed to submerge herself to get the undies past Pax's feet, but the brat-dragon wouldn't lift them up. Instead of surfacing to spank her again, Tan grabbed Pax's ankles and lifted them up.

Paxdroth embraced the floaty pleasure that came from Tan topping her. She was still vaguely aware of her surroundings, and felt the sharp smack of each spank. Despite bathing in the cloud of subby-space, she still acted up and earned more slaps on her ass. But, Pax was also losing track of the world around her.

That is, until her feet were lifted off the bottom of the pool and she toppled into the gravel. It didn't hurt, but shocked her mind back into focus.

Tan surfaced, underwear in hand and saw Pax flat on her chest, cleek squished into the small stones around them, and looking surprised. In a flash and a spray of hot water, Tan was at her partner's side.

"Are you okay?" she asked, all thoughts of the game gone.

Hysterical giggles bubbled uncontrollably from Pax. Through them she was able to wheeze, "I'm fine. It was shocking. And you were so worried!" She even stuck his tongue out at Tan.

"Keep going," she whispered.

"You insufferable brat!" Tan took one of Pax's hands and slipped it through a leg hole of the parties she had taken from the other dragon. Keeping that hand restrained, she collected Pax's other hand and slipped it into the same leg hole then twisted the undergarment until she was sure Pax couldn't slip her hands out. The blue and purple dragon's wings rose like a crest between her restrained arms. Tan then took the sub-dragon's tail and bent it back towards the improvised restraint. The ties that were normally used to secure the underwear to the base of Pax's tale were now used to bind its tip to her hands.

Paxdroth lay cheek down in gravel, her wings were stuck, raised like a sail between her arms, bound behind her by her underwear! Adding to the indignity, her tail was secured to the same undergarment by its tip. She was half hanging out of the pool with her ass and bits waving in the air for the world to see like a trussed-up holiday bird, ready to be roasted. She loved it.

Satisfied as she had been by fucking Flufencorn, Tanerax was starting feel horny again. She also wanted to have some fun while she had Pax tied up like this.

Taking a moment to check in on Floof, Tan saw him sitting on his bench, a captive audience with half a hard-on hanging between his legs.

"Now," Tan said, running a talon down the exposed underside of Pax's tail, "What am I going to do with you? Clearly you need to learn how to respect your host, as well as his chosen caregiver."

Tan traced the talon all the way down her captive brat's tail. The red dragon appreciated her sudden inspiration. She kept her talon moving, sliding it off Pax's tail and across an exposed cheek, and down the leg, like she was going to take the claw all the way to the purple dragon's foot. Instead, she reversed in, sliding back up and into a decaying orbit around Pax's anal ring. Round and round, closer and closer. Pax tried, and failed, to contain ticklish giggles when Tanerax had started tracing her ass with a talon.

But also, Pax was feeling nervous, and even had her safeword ready on the tip of her tongue. Tan's sharp digit was tracing the sensitive rim of her asshole. It felt good, and the fear was exciting, but this was not how they normally played. Still, Tanner didn't seem to be trying to penetrate her with the claw...

"Do you want to try apologizing for not listening to me, as our host's chosen caretaker?" Tan was sitting on the edge of the pool, legs dangling in the water. One hand was reaching under Pax's tail and around her body to spread an ass cheek. The other was still ticking, with as much menace as she could manage, her brat's asshole.

"I can certainly try." Pax half whispered, half giggled. She cleared her throat. Then cleared it again. "It seems to be stuck."

Tamerax walloped Pax's ass cheek, "Try again!"

Sullen silence was Paxdroth's only reply. Tan spanked the recalcitrant dragon several more times. Despite her efforts, yelps of pain escaped Pax on the fifth spank.

"Okay! I'm sorry I didn't listen to you!" This time, Pax's reply was a whine and lacked any rebellious tone.

"I'm glad to hear it." Tanerax purred in Pax's ear. "Now prove how sorry you are." The dragon-dom rolled onto her back. Her hips stuck out over the edge of the water, allowing her tail and legs to dangle into the pool. Red and black striped wings spread around her like a picnic blanket.

With a crooked finger, Tan ordered Pax between her legs."Come, little dragon, I'm waiting."

Conscious of how unbalanced the bindings made her, Pax shuffled forward. She was conveniently bent so her head was level with the edge of the pool, and Tan's waiting pussy. Pax felt exposed, trapped, and right where she wanted to be. In an attempt to alleviate the lack of balance her predicament created, Pax rested her head against Tan's inner thigh and flicked her tongue out. She was rather proud of how long and limber it was. She knew exactly the spots that made Tan squirm and purr. Deliberately, Pax missed them by close margins. Instead of flicking Tan's clit straight across the top, Pax went to either side. The long flexible tongue swirled like a hurricane on the red dragon's outer lips instead of her inner folds. Tanerax moaned and Pax imagined she could hear both frustration and pleasure mingled together. If Tan saw the blue dragon's mischievous smile, Pax would have been in so much trouble.

Through heavy breaths, Tanerax told her sub, "You clearly are not able to be a good guest. You cannot even please me. How would you care for a creature you've never touched before?"

A shiver of fear rolled through Paxdroth. What was Tan insinuating? "If you can't be a good guest why should you stay here in comfort? How have you earned it?" Tan continued to needle Pax. She heard Floof, from his bench, draw a breath to object. Tilting her head back to look at him, Tan raised a finger to her lips. She saw the sheep settle, as much as a creature whose erection had returned so impressively could. He looked to be rubbing himself out of thoughtless instinct - enraptured by the two dragons' game.

"What's it to be, little dragon? Are you going to do better, or sleep outside tonight?" Tanerax carressed Pax's head ridges.

Logically, Pax knew they would not force her to sleep outside, or treat her poorly in any way she did not consent to. Still, swept up as she was in the game she was playing with Tan, there was not much space for logic. The subby-dragon wanted to brat one last time before fully giving in. With her arms and tail bound, and her wings trapped, much of what she might have done was off the table. So, she acted like she was finally complying with Tan's directions. Her flexible, strong tongue flicked out touching all of Tamerax's favorite places perfectly: sliding over her clit, dead center, rimming her inner lips, then snaking into her cunt to find the dom dragon's g- spot. Pax even mirrored Tan's earlier touches by tickling the red dragon's ass with the tip of her tongue, around and across the inner ring.

As soon as Tan said: "See, I knew you could be a good girl!" Pax goosed her. Quick as a thought, she slipped her tongue in and out of Tans saliva lubricated ass, making her jump at the unexpected, wormy penetration. Tanerax's squawk of surprise and indignation filled the courtyard, then transitioned into a growl of frustration. She wrapped her legs around Pax's neck and squeezed just enough to put pressure around the naughty dragon's neck, but not to suffocate her.

"What was that?" The dom dragon growled.

"My last bit of brattiness?" Pax replied.

"It sure is." Tanerax glared down her body at Pax. Tiny streamers of smoke emanated from her nose. Feeling a mixture of anger, amusement, and frustration at Pax, Tan unwound her legs from Pax's neck and moved to a squat at the edge of the pool. Taking a head ridge in one hand, and the tip of Pax's tail in the other she began to haul the bound dragon out of the water.

By now Pax's legs were tired from maintaining her balance at such an awkward angle without the support of her other limbs. Getting help from Tan, even though it hurt, was a relief. Such relief was short-lived when she realized Tan was not going to let her stand up. Immediately after being hauled out of the water, Pax was forced to her knees. Gravel ground into the scales on her knees, and she was forced to shuffle across the small rocks to the bench.

Tanerax sat down next to Floof and opened her legs.

"Now," Tan said, "you are going to finish pleasuring me, without issue. If I am satisfied, then you are going to show how good a guest you can be to our host. If we are both satisfied, then you can sleep in the house tonight."

"Can you free my arms?" Paxdroth whined. "The gravel hurts my knees."

Tan considered doing this for half a second. She knew Pax would say the safeword if it were truly an issue. Still, she leaned forward.

"Red or green?" she whispered into her partner's ear.

"Green," Pax whispered back and flashed a brief smile.

"Tan," Pax simpered at the red dragon, "let me prove how good and enthusiastic of a guest I can be."

A queen on her throne, Tanerax released her groveling servitor. She opened her legs for Pax and reclined on her tail. A shadow was cast over Floof and Pax by Tan's unfurled wings. One of her free hands gently stroked the scales on Pax's head and neck as the kneeling sub adjusted into a better position. Tan's other hand settled around Floof's cock, idly stroking it. A puff of satisfied smoke erupted from her nostrils.

Pax looked up at her dom dragon and was thoroughly impressed. Tan looked regal. Flufencorn, almost frozen watching their display, made Tan look even bigger, more powerful. Being a brat was so much fun for Pax, it felt indulgent. And now that she had been properly reigned in, she was looking forward to pleasing Tan and Floof. Being a good guest.

Still bound, and now without the water's buoyancy to provide support, Pax pressed herself against the edge of the bench. Tan was wide open before her and Pax began to lick the red and black dragon with a hunger. Their tongue filled Tanerax's cunt. It spun and undulated in a dance of pleasure. Labia and g-spot simultaneously received its potent attention.

Seated like a goddess on her throne, Tanerax growled approval at Pax. The bound purple and blue dragon was finally giving pleasure with all her skill. Tan had been worried that the two of them were playing the game too hard and would scare Flufencorn. The hard cock she now held her in hand like a scepter nullified those concerns. She settled into her companion skillfully eating her pussy. Small puffs of smoke escaped her nostrils as her breath quickened.

Pax continued to ply her tongue across all of Tan's favorite spots. She couldn't see the plumes of smoke escaping Tan's mouth, but the way Tan's growls of approval were turning into coos of pleasure told her everything she needed to know. Adjusting as much as her bindings and the ground under her knees would allow, Pax moved so the tip of her tongue was still inside Tan, flicking against the bumpy flesh of her g- spot. The base of Pax's tongue slithered across her dom-dragon's clit. Tan's hand, which had been gently caressing the sub-dragon's head ridges, began to squeeze.

Pax focussed her efforts on bringing Tan to orgasm as quickly as possible. This position, with her arms bound, was starting to hurt. She could say the safe word, but this way was more fun! Pax clamped her lips around Tan's clit. Even as the purple dragon used her tongue to keep stimulating it, she began to suckle, trying to draw it deeper into her mouth.

The red dragon's hips gyrated on Pax's face as she was subsumed by these oral acrobatics. Pax's trick of running the base of her tongue across her lover's clit, while using the tip to stimulate her cunt inside and out, simultaneously, always overwhelmed Tan.

A spark of pride glowed inside Pax as she managed this lingual dexterity. All around her, Pax could feel Tan begin to shake. That hand now clenched her ridges so hard her scales were starting to scream. Tan's taloned feet bit into the ground. Pax thought Tan wanted to squeeze harder, but was exerting some self-control not to cause injury. A bleat from Floof informed Tan that she might have been less careful with him. Pax wanted to look up, but also needed to finish her partner.

Tan gloried in Pax's knowledge of her body. The purple and blue dragon's tongue slid into Tan, rubbing along her g-spot, and simultaneously rolled like a wave over her clit. Tan felt fires stoked within her body. As Pax's tongue danced across and inside her, Tan felt orgasmic embers growing brighter and hotter again. The moment Pax started sucking on Tan's clit, in addition to running her long tongue over it, the red dragon lost control of her body. Keeping her legs planted to avoid squeezing Pax took more concentration than she wanted to devote to anything but her orgasm.