You crept through the dark, dry, cave. Footsteps barely making a sound, and breathing only a scarce few times to prevent the burning air from severely scorching your throat. One foot after the next, your body quivers at the thought of being taken by whatever makes this place it's home. However, the price of failure was surely death, the price of success was riches beyond your wildest dreams. 

From rumors abound, you remembered a bard's tale of a dragon's den. Inside, many a knight were defeated by this beast, seeking it's treasure and powerful artifacts for their own collections. Such a trove of riches can keep you from that unhealthy business, that risky job that has almost claimed your life on more than one occasion.

Across the hills 
Down the lane
Born in flames
and drowned in darkness.

Those who are blessed will find a teasure beset.
A powerful foe, grand as the heavens.
Its flame is as hot as hells below.

May those who are wicked, greedy, lustful find death.
Those who are worthy, no fears will be left. 

Thinking back on it now, that bard wasn't the best at stringing lines and rhymes together. However, there was no doubt that a dragon made its roast here. If one part of the story is true, surely there would be some kind of fortune awaiting your arrival. Even if that fortune was just the remains of a wealthy knight's armor. 

Another few steps forward, and a light begins to shine. Its in the furthest depths of this forsaken cave. Inches towards the light feel like an inferno washing over you., each and every step becoming more and more difficult to keep in front. 

You take in a deep breath, gather your courage, drown the fears, embrace the heat, and make firm movements going forward. Perhaps it was the thought of treasure, maybe it was adventure, or something deep down you wanted to prove. Regardless of your reason, you feel a wave of determination, and resolve, wash away the inferno before you. 

Finally, you reach the light at the end of the dark tunnel. Walking into the open air removes all the painful heat of the cave before you. Inside was relatively cool, even with all your leather armor on. In fact, its like there is some kind of force that keeps the air cool and refreshing. Each breath is like a lovely field of flowers, crossing the lea of endless grassy hills. You shook your head, swished your tail about and scanned the area.  

Looking forward, your gaze is met with the glossy shine of many gold coins, goblets, gemstones, pearls, swords, crests, and more than what you could possibly have imagined. Your eyes filled with wondrous joy, as the treasure was left unguarded. You took several steps forward, hobbling at first at a paranoid feeling of being watched. However those emotions were null and voided once you were within arm's length of the treasure. 

You fell to your knees, looking on into the golden glow of each and every coin. There were so many mint-condition gold pieces that you swore you saw your reflection in them. 

The leather cowl concealed your muzzle, though you know behind it is the visage of a male who is too weak to fight for the king's army. You're not as smart as the wizards and scholars across the land, but just good enough to steal an ounce of food every now and again. Life has always been this way. 

All that was going to change, your survival skills taught you moderation. To take bags of treasure would be too risky, and pockets of coin won't be enough to pay off bounties with your name affixed to them. 

Then, at that moment, there was a flash of light. Something at the top of the mountain of wealth glistened and gave you a future worth the risk. A single ruby, perfectly cut and glowing with a strange aura, beckoned you by name. 

You place your right foot onto the mountain of gold and pushed yourself up. You  fell forward, onto your hands and knees, desperate to climb up the golden spire to reach that glowing gemstone. Despite wearing thick leather gloves, you can feel a strange heat through the wealth beneath your hands and knees. It felt like it was burning through your clothes, but upon checking showed it was just your imagination. Looking back up, you saw it again. That one rock would clear your bounty and leave enough for a home in the middle of a peaceful nowhere. 

Something plucked at the back of your mind. "Where was the dragon?" If there was no dragon, then this place should have been picked clean by now. Yet here is just a valley of gold and riches for the taking. Thinking more, perhaps the intense heat was all that kept the cowardly from trying to approach the center. 

You reached the top, feeling like this was your ultimate destiny. A pitiful thief, spared cruelty by the gods, obtaining one last valuable object to retire from. 

The ruby was the size of a small watermelon, and would take some effort to heft out of here, but that was all. You reached down, wrapped your hands around the base of the gemstone and picked it up off the peak of the golden mountain. 

"Hold on..." Your brain was trying to reach out to you "What was that bard's song again? Those who were greedy would find death...something like that?" Perhaps you shouldn't take such a large gemstone. All that wealth means nothing, if you are cooked alive, after all, the gold below you seems to be heated up by some force. However, there was no dragon about to do such a thing...It had to be a magic ward, powerful and constant. 

"Damn it all..." You whisper behind your mask. You set the gemstone back onto the mountain of gold and clench your hands tight. If there was some way to break this curse, it was beyond you...if only you had taken those magic courses. You deftly jumped from the golden spire and planted your feet below the gold. You slid down to the ground and stopped right in front of your worst nightmare. 

Eyes widened, you looked onward towards the muzzle of a dark purple dragon. Eyes of royalty, golden horns and a mane looking like the edges of a very deadly saw. The underside, starting from just under the chin, was a cascading yellow that ended at the end of the tail, of which a powerful looking barb was affixed to. The dragon was as big as a fully grown lion, standing on its fores as it eyed down your form. 

To the dragon, you were just an average bipedal, with a tail, eyes, ears, hands and legs. Only your male form looked more like a female's from the waist down. 

You saw something quite curious, as the dragon had grinned from cheek to cheek. 

"Trespassing" 

Taking a large gulp of dry air, and stepping backward, you only heard the last bit of noise from it. "Passing? I can go?" 

The dragon shook its head, and your ears finally caught his voice "You're trespassing on my property. Don't you folks believe in that sort of thing? No, wait a moment, all that gear kinda reminds me of a thief or assassin. So which is it, and don't lie to me." 

You felt the ground rumble as the dragon slammed his tail onto the floor. You bounce up and fall onto your ass with a loud THUD. Wincing, your mouth opens again and you decide its best to be honest. 

"I am...neither of those. If I was a thief, I would have taken but a few coins and left...were I an assassin, I would have left seeing as you're not here....I'm-" 

The dragon interrupted you, by licking his lips and opening his mouth in a hungry drool "You're lunch~" 

Eyes widened you reach up and shake  nervously "No no no no! I am not...I know I'm trespassing, yes I wanted to take some of your stuff...but there is so much gold and treasure here. I thought just one piece would help me get out of my horrible job!" 

You see him roll his eyes and walk over towards you. His forepaws stomped adjacent to your body, and you got a look at just how fucked you really were. A single flame breath will either turn you to a pile of ashes or roast you for a seared meaty meal for the dragon. "So you decide to steal in order to stop stealing?" 

It was time to be honest, you weren't exactly beating around the bush with your occupation, so it was best to just come clean. "I don't...I don't steal as a profession, I'm erm..." Your cheeks fluster and you swallow that last bit of pride "I let people...I let them use me for their own devices...ya know, like sex." 

The dragon blinked and looked over your body "You're a prostitute?" 

"More like an escort" 

He tilted his scalie head and blinked again "I don't see a difference"

"Pride and legal reasons...kinda have a bounty for reasons." 

"I see..." 

You feel a little more comfort getting that off your chest, and even more when the dragon backs off and sits down on his rear-end. You hear him ponder options as you can only do, sitting here in the dragon's lair, awaiting your fate. 

The dragon shut his eyes and then opened them half-way, looking up to you with his gazing warmth invading the leather clothing. "Well...If you're looking to get out of the business, its best if you save up your money and find a way out the normal way." 

Before he can continue, you explain how you are taxed for selling your body. Just barely able to scrape by enough money to get the armor necessary to survive the wilderness, and make it here. This was your big break, your final mission before retirement. The dragon licked his lips again, and made his decision. 

"Alright then, I'll hire you." 

Your head tilts to the side, hoping you didn't just hear that. 

"You can take the ruby, do whatever you wish...but in exchange, I get ten hours of ruthless fucking." 

You swallow a bit of saliva and look below the dragon. You notice the cock-vent peering open with a hot red, spade shaped, spear-head of a member growing outward. The length extends to a firm twelve inches, as thick as a normal cock at the head, but gradually getting thicker at the base. The underside of the shaft has ridges, extending up and out, to prevent the slimy looking pillar from slipping out. 

"If you can last all ten hours, you can walk out of here with the gemstone. If you submit, I get my lunch~" 

Ten hours/! You know that is an impossible dream, to survive such a length of time being rammed by such a stud? Its true you've taken bigger than him, but his demand is steep. 

"Now hold on a minute, I can see that despair in your eyes. I don't mean go ten hours without cumming, I mean you let me fuck you for ten hours. Yes I can last that long, and yes it will be a nightmare for you." 

You open your mouth to start speaking, but find it silenced by more of the dragon's information 

"In here, you'll also be protected. I know that there are some unfortunate circumstances that can harm folks, and I do hate to see you lose due to a complication unforeseen. So will you accept my offer, little fuck-buddy?" 

Reaching upward, you remove your cowl and mask, revealing your muzzle and head to the dragon. You let your response be heard, as you proudly proclaim "Your ten hours starts now."  

There was a silence, strange silence, as the dragon got onto his fours and looked deep into your eyes. "My name is Spyro, A dragon from a far away land...Who are you?" 

Taking in a deep breath, through your nose, you open your mouth to say your name. However that was a trap devised by the dragon's mischievous ploy. 

Before you can get out a word, Spyro leaped forward and pushed you onto the ground. His speed and size were enough to pin you to the floor. His  musky cock-head was pushed into your face as it's slimy vent juices rubbed all over your head. Despite his bigger size, his aim was impeccable, pushing the hefty meat into your muzzle with a chuckle. 

"Hey now, you said my time started and I'm gonna use all ten hours of it, get to work my dear...Oh hold on a second." 

Spyro turned around, moving his legs around your body with ease, and dug his forepaw's claws into your leather armor. With a single stroke, he sundered the gear into a thousand different pieces of leather. It exposes your body to the warm air, your own male pride spiraling into the air as the dragon looks down at your erection. 

"Ah!~ For your size that is quite impressive! Any ladies ever come by for this big fella?" The dragon said, turning over to look at you, but while you'd love to share a story, you're mouth is full at the moment. "Oh yeah~ I almost forgot." The dragon said, flaunting his hips as the big dragon's tail lays on your head. 

The weight isn't crushing, but the size of his cock is bigger than you once thought, its a curved beast that hasn't felt the touch of another in many nights. You can tell by the prominent throbbing of the shaft, and the overpowering scent of his male-hood. You feel woozy, taking in the air as the tip pokes into your tongue, inverted in its position. 

"You're not my flesh-light, you're a whore. Get to work, make me cum, or I'll send you into my tummy with a single gulp!" 

That brought the fear back into your soul, as you imagined the dragon with a distended belly and him just cleaning his pearly white teeth with a toothpick. The only thing coming back up from that would be the loud belch of a satisfied dragon. The thought poofs from your mind in a fear as you look up and press up. The cock easily pushes down your throat as your hand reaches up to the large, dangling orbs. 

The gentle touch of your palms, against the underside of the heavy, scalie, satchel of cum-filled balls makes the dragon gasp in a wondrous delight. "Ah! Good boy, Keep going. Its been a long time since I've felt this kind of attention." Spyro lifted his hips back up, relieving the pressure from your throat, and then stuffed it back in. You manage to twist yourself around to get a better angle on the dragon's pride. Sitting on your knees, you look up the rest of the seven inches, its not far but that width...

The top of the shaft was right in front of you, with the dragon's belly just above your head. "Is that better little one? You want to get a nice look at my cock while you impale yourself on it?" 

The scent is hypnotizing, beckoning you to gulp down more of his warm member. You put your hands on the thickest part of the shaft as you bobbed your head up and down. Spyro, just above you, let out small huffs as he was pleasured by your work. 

IT wasn't the longest, but it was the widest, the thickness of it all making you cautious as your teeth began to grind against the bare flesh. You are afraid of hurting him, and shiver in fear as your jaw spasms from the dragon's thrust. You feel your teeth sink into the flesh, but never break it. 

"Ooh, those teeth are quite something! Don't worry, my body is too much for your own teeth to break into. Gulp it all down sexy~" You dare to test that theory and chomp down with all your might. Despite your best attempt, your biting only gets the dragon to moan louder. "Harder baby! Devour that cock!" 

With wide eyes, you pull yourself onto more of that length, reaching down to the  growing...oh fuck. 

You see the growing flesh, round as a melon, and quite slick. You reach towards it and rub it all over. It must be super sensitive, as you feel the cock pump a nice glob of pre-cum into your mouth. It spurts out your lips, but not before sinking into your taste-buds. Its sweet, and plentiful, however you now know something important. The knot is what lets the dragon know when to cum. 

If you had the room to grin, you would, but you continue to slide the cock in and out of your throat, rubbing the knot in slow circles. "Nnnngg...Aaaahhhh...There...there it is little one! More more more!" The dragon's hips began to buck, furiously stuffing the rest of his member into your mouth. You swear, the tip of his shaft is poking into your stomach, as your lips touch the knot. "Dragon lords I wanna cum! Let me fill his belly up!" 

Each thrust is strong, his desire is to knot your muzzle, but such a thing would leave you stuck and unable to breath. You needed to get him to cum before he accidentally kills you with it. Each pull back removes the knot from your grasp, and the powerful thrust forward pushes it back into your hands, with those bowling ball orbs slamming into your chest. 

The pressure in your own cock grows, the scent, being used by a dragon, the imminent orgasm...oh no you were spattering the ground with your own seed, just from sucking off the royal dragon! 

"Here i...here It comes! G...Aaah...NNnggg..." Spyro clenched his teeth, and let out a roar that echoed into the air. You felt him force the knot against your lips, and with your teeth clenched down, you prevented it from entering you. His tip blasted globs of alabaster cum into your belly, it rounded your gut with ease. Each glob of seed was a firehouse of force, stretching you out as your stomach distended against the ground and leaked from the corners of your lips. 

Finally, after thirty seconds of cumming, the dragon  pulled back and let the excess spunk just flow from your maw. You cough and let it out as your stomach returns down  to a slight rounding. Spyro's cum easily displaced your own small orgasm, covering your front in white seed. All the way down to your knees, your body was covered in his hot payload. 

"Wow....You really are good at your job. Now, that was thirty minutes, lets get started on the rest....this evening is going to be divine~"