Dragons Dirty New Job Pt 05

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 work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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As he recovered, he looked up, casting his eyes around. The director had paused and seemed to be checking his notes. Brezzen didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing.

"We have studio time for one more scene, look lively, everyone!"

Brezzen groaned, the dragon's head rolling, on his back and covered in muck, some of it even drying on his scales from where the gryphons had relieved themselves on to him. The stench of it had his eyes watering but the drake had long since given up on gagging. It was not as if it had got him anywhere, not even as fury roiled and twisted in his stomach.

To his concern, his tenacious cock throbbed, half-hard despite everything. He wasn't really turned on, or, at least, he did not feel he was, the leather gear securing him in place on top of the mattress still with his maw held open.

"Mmmph! Hmmph!"

He tried to speak through it, though it gained the attention of the guide who spoke to him through the earbud.

"Brezzen, we're moving on to the last scene now, the egg laying scene," she said, her tone brisker than before as if she was trying to rush through. "You don't have to do much here, just look as good as you always do."

"Mmmph?"

Brezzen tried to push his tongue out through the gag that held his muzzle open, the slickness of bodily waste still sliding grossly around his tongue. However, a new player entered the scene: a fox anthro with a bright white tip to his tail who had been one of the most steadfast members of the previous scene. Where other staff members had needed breaks from the scene where there was so much filth colouring the air, he had been left behind, happily going about his work. Strangely so too, as the fox's sense of smell was not damaged in the slightest.

"Silos -- join them. It's time you got in front of the camera rather than behind it," the director said, though even he wrinkled his nose. "Especially with your special, ah...talents..."

"More than happy to, boss!"

The fox anthro's fur was bright and clean -- though perhaps that only stood out more to Brezzen in that moment as his scales were so dirtied, the nice sliver of shades layering through them obscured by muck. He squirmed, not even allowed to clean himself, as the cameras focused on the fox anthro, Silos. And just who was he?

That, however, was not a question the dragon was going to get answered as he turned his head to the limit permitted, watching the fox anthro being dressed up in leather gear by a few other males, who seemed to be supporting actors from their state of undress. Nimmot, curse him, and Derriam stalked into the background, clearly done with him, but that didn't quiet the churning in his stomach in the slightest. The gryphons were still near and that meant Nimmot could still get one over on him, while the only thought in Brezzen's mind was finding a way, any way, to even the score.

Eggs? He shook his head. Sure, dragons lay eggs, but how are they expecting me to lay eggs?

Brezzen tried to gulp hard, but it was difficult with his maw forced open, drooling through the filth stuck in his teeth. His eyes watered at his own humiliation and yet the dragon was far from broken as the fox dressed up in leather gear, a harness on his torso to accentuate his pectoral muscles and long, leather chaps that left his crotch bare. A small harness-like contraption cupped the base of the fox's sheath and encircled his balls, just for show, and the dragon could only assume that was something the audience wanted to see. Even the fox, Silos, had to play up to them.

"Now... Dragon!"

Brezzen's attention snapped back to the fox as he let out a rumbling, warning growl. Not that it was all that fearsome in his bondage, even his wings strapped down to his back in the binder.

Silos did the work of checking Brezzen's bonds, a selfie-camera attached to his head, so a close-up of his own reactions could be recorded for the show too. They'd been a great hit lately! Yet it was all he could do not to hum a tune to himself, he enjoyed his work that much, as he checked out the dragon's bondage, tightening a strap here and there, keeping the drake on his back. Even the gagging muzzle, which kept his maw open for the filth, needed checking, though he didn't mind having to slide his fingers through the mess and gunk either. For the purposes of the video they were making, there was a towel there for him to wipe his paws off on, though the anthro did it where it would not impact any shots, skilled at his role.

"Mmm... Oh, no, it seems my daring egg layer here has gone soft!"

Brezzen tried to snarl, though could not pull his lips back around the gag, digging his teeth into it as he drooled. How dare the fox speak to him like that? But Silos had Brezzen just where he wanted him, supposedly, his paws sliding around the base of the dragon's cock where it was still half-hard.

He slid a new, vibrating cock ring over Brezzen's cock as the cameras rolled and captured everything, the screen showing close-ups too as the dragon's head swirled and spun. It was good to have his cock groped, yes, and the smaller anthro was moderately appealing in a servicing kind of manner, but he'd never been interested in anthros, not all that much. The fox was never supposed to appeal to him.

The buzz of the cock ring, however, made him squirm, something wriggling pleasantly through his lower stomach as he tried to rock up into it, more pre-cum slopping too messily from his cock. Brezzen panted heavily, his sides shuddering as he tried not to react, though that was not the point of the shoot.

Just think of the territory, he told himself, steeling his resolve as if he was to face a battering wind. This is the last scene, nothing can be worse than what Nimmot did to me.

Yet with the reek of putrid piss and excrement still hanging in the air, barely having aired-out at all, well...it was hard to believe even his own lie.

"Unff..."

He groaned as Silos massaged him, the fox's tail lifting and wagging as he molested Brezzen. Oh, he was so wrapped up in his role, his job, glad that it was something he had taken on for himself. Whoever would have wanted to do another job was out of their mind, though he wasn't called in for scenes all that much yet, having only recently moved to that company. It might have had something to do with what a hard bargain Silos drove, as eager as he was aid with the dirtier, more difficult scenes.

"Mmm... How many eggs do you think you can take, all nice and bound and helpless for me?" He teased, though the lightness in his voice could have been something heard between friends. "Three, five... Ten? More? We're going to see, dragon... And then you're going to lay each and every one of them for me."

Brezzen squirmed and jerked in his bondage, wings trying to flare, but all that resulting in was him twitching and shuddering erratically. The fox had done too good a job of tightening his bondage, ensuring every strap was nice and snug around him, clasping his thighs even though they dug into the sensitive scales and flesh of his inner hind legs. His forelegs were tucked up so he couldn't protect himself and even the vulnerable underside of his neck on show. It was funny just how well they had bound him, even if it was not something he would ever have chosen for himself.

Fucking Nimmot in bondage, however, well... That was something Brezzen was very keen to try out!

The fox rubbed his tail hole, digging his fingers into the gaping pucker and curling them deep, stretching it out a little more. It was not rough enough to hurt and the dragon's breath grew harsher and raspier as he massage it, sliding his fingers and fist inside easily, considering the size difference between them.

The cameras zoomed in for a close-up on the fox's fist, the two cameras on his head capturing both his own expressions and an intimate, rough shot of the dragon's ass up close and personal. Brezzen blinked at the screens he could see, while upside down still, barely able to raise his head from the mattress as the tips of his horns, which had been capped as part of his bondage, dug down into it.

"Ooof... Mmmph..."

It was strangely nice after everything he'd been through so far, even if that was a very plain word for the dragon to consider in light of everything. It was good for something to be more like a massage and that kind of attention on his anal ring and passage felt kinder than the battering ram of the gryphon's dick.

Yet the dragon, with the sides of the muzzle blocking his vision somewhat, didn't catch Silos fetching the eggs, which had been wheeled in on a cart for him, dripping and glistening with semen. The fox held one of them up, letting the cameras get a good shot of them, giving the nearest camera a salacious wink and lap of his lips, just showing off, as he always did. For the fox, there was little else he had to do other than present the egg, gleaming with the semen of other males, to the dragon's tail hole, lips parted.

He slid it through the dirt and grime of the drake's pucker, the narrow end first, of course -- just because he was being a little kinder to Brezzen. He didn't need to entirely scare the dragon off, after all, but the drake tensed under his touch as something brushed him.

"Mmm-hm-mph?"

"Stay still, Brezzen," the voice through the earbud said, though he wished he knew who was talking to him so he could give them a piece of his mind too. "You need to bear through this, relax around the egg... And put on a good show for us too."

They were growing less and less patient with him, though that very first scene, perhaps, had not rendered the porn company the most enamoured with him. That had been a rough one when he had not been expecting that crude kind of penetration under his tail, though he would have taken that in lieu of all that had happened afterwards.

The eggs, which he finally caught sight of, worked their way inside him slowly, large and lifelike -- more than large enough to be the size of a dragon's clutch. The patterning on them varied, with a little texture to the surface, the shells thick as if they were real.

Maybe they were... But Brezzen didn't think they would shove real eggs up his ass. At least, that was what he hoped. He didn't know what they wanted or what they were capable of, in all honesty.

"Unff..."

He half-closed his eyes, not needing to do anything at all as his body did most of the work for him, scales trembling and rippling as muscles tensed and released beneath them. The stretch ground his tail hole wider than even the gryphon's cock had done, a line of pain flaring and then softening in the moments that followed.

It was the buzz, however, of the tenaciously vibrating cock ring around the base of his girthy member that kept him hard, however, despite the penetration. When it was not something that aroused him, his cock wanted to soften, stretched to the widest point of the egg as it slipped in with a wet plop, coated in semen.

The dragon shuddered, nostrils puckering and flaring as he caught that scent too. It had been difficult to sift through the different scents in the room, especially when there was such a lingering taste of filth in his mouth, even the leather bondage on him stiffening as it dried. Would he ever get it all out of his scales?

More eggs, however, were coming as the fox anthro worked swiftly, stuffing him full with a smaller egg that his pucker seemed to suck up that time, the sphincter welcoming it inside.

"Mmmph..."

Brezzen groaned as the second egg jostled up against the first as if it was trying to make room, though it eased deeper into him and the gentle filling was not so bad. Not yet, at least, even with the insidious humiliation of knowing they were the eggs of another male crawling through him, gulping and moaning, though the cameras would only pick though that up as lucid enthusiasm. They didn't, in fact, care whether he was enjoying the experience, not when he was being paid as handsomely as he was in territory for doing the scenes they wanted from him.

"Mmmm..."

The fox hummed under his breath, his red brush swishing behind him as he worked, though his ass was not what the cameras were focused on, not that time. Silos spared a moment to palm the dragon's cock, groping and squeezing just behind the head, giving him a quick tease just to test his readiness. Oh, he had to put on a show and yet Silos was more than prepared to swing his hips and let the audience see what he had to offer too. If he had good feedback from the shoot and the video, after all, he might even get into more shoots with Brezzen himself.

Yet it was the slow, slick slide of his fingers through the urine-infused muck around the dragon's slit and back to his tail hole that would draw the attention of the audience, he was sure, for it was Brezzen who was the star of the show. He was just there, that time, to frame Brezzen.

Even if Brezzen may not have wanted to be there, panting heavily, his sides rippling lightly. He grunted and heaved, swishing his tail to the limit his bondage allowed, tugging softly at his bonds. There was little he could do, though he had to hold on, bearing through the pressure of another egg sliding into his tail hole, the strain on his pucker immense.

The semen of other males marked his scales as the egg slid inside him, taking his breath away, head swimming almost pleasantly with need, though it was not a need that could be satisfied on that shoot. For the first time, a tentative edge of submission came to play, wearing and dancing on the edge of his mind, though he didn't need to lean into it. If Brezzen wanted to explore another side of himself, even if it had taken a lot he wasn't into to get him there, the dragon could do that another time.

Yet the pressure of the leather bondage fixing him in place had him shuddering and shivering, the humiliation of having the seed of males he didn't even know inside him making him shiver and quiver. He grunted, tongue trying to hang out of his muzzle, though the grittiness of faeces drying on his muzzle made him want to tuck it back into his mouth.

Unngghhh... I hope this is all over soon...

He twisted his head back and forth, though the stimulation was not enough to get him off, not even as the eggs worked their way up deeper inside him, bearing down on his prostate. The pressure increased, to a point it was almost uncomfortable, hissing through his teeth as he tried to clamp his jaws shut.

"Nnngghhh..."

"There's a good egg-laying dragon," Silos crooned, his brush swinging and swishing back and forth as he worked. "A few more eggs... You're doing so well..."

The soft praise hit a deep note within the dragon, Brezzen's eyelids fluttering. However, there was only so much he could do there, even if the control of whether his eyes were open or shut still lay with him. His flans gave a shuddering heave as something like the tenth egg disappeared into his tail hole, straining his pucker wide. As Brezzen blinked, his vision blurred, some of one of the screens on show to him with his anal ring pushed so wide with a squelch of lewd cum lubricating its passage.

He only had to bear through it, grunting and groaning, the soft vibrations around his cock trying to drag at his attention even then. Yet Brezzen didn't know what to focus on as his ass strained, trying to clench around the eggs and bear down, panting more and more heavily. How was he supposed to cum like that? The need to climax ached to overwhelm all else, pre-cum splashing messily from his cock in a lewd, wet slop.

"Mmmmmph..."

Through the gag, he drooled, helpless and used, though the fox paused, counting the eggs.

"Ten.... Eleven... Twelve... Unff... One more!"

He put both paws on the last egg to grind up inside the dragon, acting like he was using more pressure than he actually was to wedge it forcibly into Brezzen's ass. A quick glance up told him the cameras were all focused and the director gave him a thumbs-up, so he carried on with the rest of the planned scene. Some, like his lines, were improvised, though he didn't have to concern himself with that, not when everything was going well and smoothly. Not even the lingering, cloying smell of waste matter bothered him.

Silos took a moment to lube up a thick butt plug, with a narrow neck and flared base so it could be securely wedged into the dragon's rump, using a bucket of semen. He didn't know where it came from, though he gave the cameras a good view of it by swilling his fingers through the mess, a little giggle on his lips.

"Mmm... What a lovely mess there is here..."

With the butt plug dripping obviously, Silos pressed it inside, stretching Brezzen's anal ring more and more, wider than even the biggest egg had. It was by far the largest thing the drake had taken under his tail and he grunted and shuddered, his tail trying to thrash, though his bondage held him fast and fixed in place, just like it was supposed to.

Silos, however, had one more trick in mind from the script, an optional scene, though he perhaps could have done with a little more preparation beforehand. That was of no real matter, however, as he plugged the dragon's tail hole fully, keeping every last egg tucked away deep inside him until they were ready to be laid for the scene.

"Mmmm, now, what will we do with a cock this big while the eggs are gestating, hm?" Silos waved his tail and bent over, finally giving the cameras a good shot of his ass. "I wonder, I wonder... I can't let a gorgeous hunk of meat like this go to waste."

Brezzen quivered, eyes shining, though he didn't know what he wanted. Not even as the fox lifted his tail and the dragon blinked at him. The fox wasn't a turn-on, not for him, but...he wanted that orgasm, he wanted to get off.

"Unngghhhh..."

He let out a long, low groan as Silos straddled him, not bothered by the mess, though Brezzen didn't have much time at all to marvel at that. He panted heavily, though the fox ground his ass back against his cock, rubbing the crease of his backside up and down, smearing pre-cum and waste matter into his fur. Brezzen could have gagged at that, yet all the dragon could let out was a soft little whimper.

That didn't sound like him, no, not at all, but nothing had to sound like him as he moaned and grunted, the fox teasing him and pleasing him as he used his own ass as a masturbatory tool. The soft fur rubbing over his cock was tantalising, he had to admit, but he wanted more, to plunge his cock into a hot and ready hole, something that would fully wrap around him and massage the full length of his aching prick.

Thankfully for Brezzen, that was something he was going to get in that scene, even if not fully, as he'd wanted. He grunted softly, the fox rising so the pucker of his own ass was pressed to the tip of Brezzen's cock. The vibrating cock ring was not enough to get him off on its own but neither was it tight enough, in that instance, to restrict orgasm, so the dragon still had a chance to get what he wanted from the experience.

At least it would soften the humiliation, his airways slowly getting used to the reek surrounding him, even if he would have rather not lost himself there.

Silos tipped his head back and Brezzen watched him, not caring for the fox's comfort, as he sank on to his cock, taking more and more of his aching length inside his tail hole. The dragon squirmed and tried to hump up but, with his hind legs tied, he didn't have the leverage for that -- exactly as they had intended.