Valerie felt the tingle of the deep-tissue scanner as she stood in front of a blast-proof door, the last in a series of security measures reminding her of just what sort of person she'd be dealing with today. As if this cesspool of a station wasn't reminder enough!
The doe did her best to calm herself, knowing that half the measures were there just to annoy and rankle her. She was the top negotiator for the largest shipping consortium in the Commonality and knew the various little tricks one party used to get the upper hand in these things. They were unpleasant, but a part of civilized business dealings.
Which is probably why I'm so surprised to find them here...
The kindest thing that could be said of the person she was here to meet was that she was uncivilized. She'd heard of her long before she was given the dossier she would need for this encounter. Zahra, scourge of the Signus Expanse is what the media had called her, a title that she'd reportedly taken a shining to. A pirate queen.
The dragoness had been practically bred for piracy, being the illegitimate daughter of a ship's concubine aboard one such ignoble vessel. Her father was unknown, but doubtlessly one of the ship's officers. She'd quickly risen through the ranks and was still almost a girl when she was given command of a light raiding vessel.
In very little time she'd carved herself a little realm of her own, just beyond the fringes of Integrated Space, but near enough to the shipping lanes. She had a vicious reputation, and the price on her head had at one point been enough to buy a small colony! And now apparently, the bloodthirsty bitch was ready to settle down.
The Signus Expanse was once again the focus of the various news outlets, but for different reasons. The reports of exploratory missions sent to outlying systems were very promising - vast amounts of natural resources, as well as virgin worlds suitable for settlement had been discovered, and stellar cartographers were soon called to work out the logistics of mining and colonization efforts.
Due to the navigational hazards present in that region of space, they all concurred that there was only one main corridor available as a safe option, one that already had a number of old way-stations that would be a good base to build the route on. Zahra had also gotten wind of this, and within half a standard year she'd acquired every one of those stations.
Allegedly, she'd decided to turn legitimate and all the previous owners agreed that she'd legally bought them out. That didn't change the fact that none of them seemed very happy with what they got for what was suddenly some of the most desirable property in known space. A hint at just what sort of negotiation tactics the former pirate had employed.
Valerie wasn't glad to be here, but she didn't have much choice. The authorities had quietly sent word to the trade organizations that while they still considered Zahra a wanted criminal, the interests of the Commonality in the new frontiers meant they wouldn't prosecute anyone doing business with her. Hearing that, her employers were desperate to secure shipping rights from the plunderer-turned-entrepreneur. The doe wasn't fooled by that. The veneer of rough-and-tumble fringe civilization was thin, and she knew she was here among thieves, slavers and murderers. She was ready for Zahra.
Or, so she thought. She imagined that maybe the pirate queen had taken her new role seriously, and would be more professional than the rabble on board her station. She was wrong. As the blast door opened, her nose was assailed by the smoke of incense, masking an altogether different musk.
"Ahh, Miss Trenton, do take a seat!" the dragoness greeted her warmly, seated in a leather chair so large it could have been called a throne. What shocked the doe was the naked lapine girl seated in the grinning female's lap.
 The white-furred rabbit mewling and squeaking in the reptile's lap looked barely into puberty, and as Valerie's eyes took in the sight of her young body they finally came to rest on her crotch. The doe took pride in her cool calm, a confident façade that never betrayed surprise, let alone shock. But she was aware her mouth was actually hanging open, eyes wide in disbelief as Zahra's hips bucked, the mammoth cock she was sporting spearing repeatedly into the girl's stretched sex.
She forced a composed mask back onto her face as she took the offered seat, still trembling with rage at the sight in front of her. Of all the barbarities she'd witnessed upon stepping foot on this station, the sight of the dragoness casually raping a child in front of her was by far the worst. She didn't even consider the possibility that the girl was there of her own free will. Once a slaver...
"I'll be with you in a moment, I'm just about done with this one..." the leering reptile said, grabbing the girl's slim waist and beginning to buck savagely into her young body. The bunny was squealing now, leaning against the dragoness' lush breasts as her young sex was ravaged by a shaft that could barely fit inside it.
Valerie briefly considered walking out on the vile bitch and turning her back on the whole deal, but she was too much of a professional. Instead, she sat there, her teeth clenched as she tried to focus on the reptile's slitted eyes, rather than on the girl bouncing in her lap. The dragoness caught her gaze, but if she cared anything for the doe's cold, disapproving stare, she didn't show it. She grinned instead, flashing an array of sharp teeth as she kept her eyes on Valerie's, as if daring the other female to look away first.
To her credit, the doe didn't. She didn't look away from the reptile's lascivious stare, didn't look away when she bent over to bite one of the rabbit girl's long, sensitive ears, and didn't look away when those slitted yellow eyes dimmed, the dragoness groaning as she pumped the mewling girl. Valerie had won their little staring contest, but wondered if the price was worth it. The scene she'd witnessed was sure to haunt her dreams.
The dragoness easily lifted the panting girl off herself once she was done, her reptilian shaft leaving the bunny's stretched sex with a slurping sound, leaving the girl's gaping folds dripping in Zahra's still warm seed. She set the bunny down on shaky legs and slapped her rear as she dismissed her. Grateful for the respite, the girl almost ran for a concealed door to her right, a panel no doubt keyed to a biometric sensor opening up before her, and closing behind the poor waif.
The dragoness grinned at the doe as she got up, making a show of stretching languorously. She was as naked as the girl had been, and the doe couldn't deny she was physically beautiful, despite the revolting nature of her character.
She had a dancer's body - long toned limbs that moved with a sensuous grace, generous hips narrowing into a slim waist, a pair of full yet firm breasts riding high on her chest. Her scales - fine ones down her front and heavier, rigged growths down her back and tail - were in shades ranging from indigo to purple, but her natural patterns were enhanced with garish swirls of pink and neon green. And that was hardly the extent of the alterations she'd made to her body...
"Like it?" Zahra asked slyly, pointing to her still half-erect shaft, a nearly foot-long monstrosity with a tapered head and pronounced ridges, still glistening with her seed. "Top of the line black-market gene mods. It cost a fortune since I paid extra for these..." she said, stroking a heavy locking sack, the skin of it a perfect match to her scales, unsurprising since it would have been grown from her own base DNA. "They're potent enough so that I can breed almost anything. A shrewd decision, since it's now practically paying for itself...".
Was this degenerate trying to brag about her business savvy? Was she really breeding little girls and selling the childr... Valerie almost shook her head to dislodge the disturbing train of thought. She wouldn't let this demon rattle her. 
"My credentials..." the doe said firmly, holding a data-chit out to the dragoness and interrupting her in mid-stretch.
Zahra took the proffered chit and inserted it into the receptacle on her desk. As the pirate reviewed the information dancing across her screen, Valerie couldn't help but notice the mess on top of the large, ornate desk - various other storage devices, a couple of pistols that looked well used, assorted vials, and some other implements whose use she could all to readily guess. The doe was grateful that she'd at least been spared the sight of some of them being used on the poor rabbit girl...
"These seem to be in order. I must say, Miss Trenton, I'm surprised you travel with such a light security detail. Your trust in me is quite touch..." the dragoness began, but Valerie interrupted her mid-sentence.
"Take a look at the bond." She said tersely.
The bond she was referring to was a fairly standard arrangement in circumstances such as this - it is a binding document from her employers, stating that if any harm came to Valerie while she was on this mission, or if they didn't hear from her in appointed intervals, a specified sum would be used to hire mercenaries to enact a rescue/retribution mission. The sum in question, however, was anything but standard. Valerie had refused to leave on this mission without it.
"Gods bellow lady, you're worth almost as much as I am!" Zahra said with a laugh, but Valerie could tell the bond hade made an impression on her. "Well, you've no reason to worry. I know I have a reputation, but I'm determined to make my operation more legitimate. Taxing ships might not be as fun as raiding them, but might be more profitable in the long run..." she finished, and Valerie did her best not to comment on what the pirate considered 'fun'.
"If you're ready to discuss terms, I'm..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm being a terrible host, aren't I?" the dragoness interjected, seeming unconcerned about cutting the doe off in mid-sentence. "I've had my fun and left you to just sit there and watch..." she finished, taping at a panel on her desk. Valerie was about to turn down whatever the pirate's notion of 'hospitality' was when the same panel the rabbit girl had left by opened again, this time admitting a young goat boy, wearing nothing but the snowy-white fur covering him head to toe. He kept his eyes averted as he made his way obediently to the dragoness' side. Judging by his looks, Valerie doubted he was much older than twelve, if that.
"Nice, huh?" the reptile said, grinning from ear to ear as she stepped beside him, resting her firm breasts on the child's head. "I know he looks young, but he's well trained and has had some work done...".
Valerie wasn't sure what the dragoness was referring to until Zahra pointed her eyes down, drawing the doe's attention to the part of the boy she'd avoided looking at. One glance at the child's crotch told her what the dragoness was talking about - the young goat had the privates of a boy leaving puberty, rather than entering it.
"Trust me, once this little guy's done rutting you, you'll be as relaxed as I am." She said, her clawed hands roaming around the boy's slender chest.
"I'm afraid I must refuse." Valerie said in an icy but level tone. If this degrease harpy thinks she can drag me down to her level...
Her refusal seemed to surprise Zahra, the dragoness apparently not very used to being told 'no'. Her face took on a more serious look, her posture becoming somewhat predatory as she stepped away from the boy, placing her hands on top of her desk as she leaned over it, bringing her face closer to the doe's.
"I could insist..." she said, matching both Valerie's tone and her stare. The doe didn't say a word, matching the reptiles stare in a way that made her know that insisting was all that she could do. After a few tense moments, the dragoness seemed to cede victory to the other female, stepping away from the table, her step once again having that spring to it.
"Well, to each his own. But since he's already here, I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I partake..." she said, and before the doe could reply she was behind the boy, pushing him towards her desk. In a second she'd pushed him until he was bent over the tabletop before grabbing his rear with both hands and lifting him up so it was hanging off the edge of the desk.
She's bluffing. Valerie thought to herself, although she couldn't help but note the child's rear was now level with the dragoness' crotch, and the monster once again sticking out from it. Zahra held her gaze, still smiling as she slapped the boy's soft cheek and seeming to savor his little squeal. The doe felt her jaw clench and hoped the reptile wouldn't pick up on it.
She tried to tell herself the bitch was just doing it to get her to break, but as the dragoness licked two fingers with her long tongue even as she held the doe's gaze, Valerie was losing hope that this was just some little game the demented woman wouldn't take too far. The doe grit her teeth when Zahra suddenly brought her hand down, the boy's cry telling her in no uncertain terms that she'd just penetrated him with the spit-slicked digits. She could tell by the whimpering noises the child was making that she was being rough with him, but the goat's little tail remained raised, no doubt a mark of his 'training'.
"Mmmh, a little tight, but we'll soon take care of that." Zahra gloated, her slitted eyes locked on the doe's as she removed her fingers from the boy's orifice, placing both hands firmly on his hips. Valerie did her best to remain impassive as the reptile's hands dug into the boy's soft flesh as she tried to maneuver that heavy shaft , the tip bobbing up and down until.
"Naaaaaaahh!" The doe couldn't help but wince at the boy's pained bleat as the reptile behind him seemed to bury the entire length in one brutal stroke.
"Mmmmh, sweet, tight boy-cunt!" the dragoness almost purred out, grinning at the doe's distress as she began to buck into the crying child impaled on her monstrous member. She apparently didn't manage to sheathe her entire shaft into the boy's rear, and was now trying to do just that, every buck of her hips drawing out another pained cry from the boy, grating against the doe's nerves until...
"Stop!" Valerie almost barked up, unable to stay calm in face of the child's pain and the pirate's depravity.
"I beg your pardon?" Zahra asked in a curious mocking tone, her cock still buried under the little goat's tail.
"I've... I've changed my mind..." the doe managed to get out, thinking of only one way to spare the child any more pain, or worse. And all it would cost would be her self-respect...
"I had a feeling you might!" the dragoness said happily, drawing her shaft out of the sobbing boy with a lewd slurp. "Oh now, what's with all this crying?" she said, feigning concern as she pulled the boy off her desk and stood him in front of her, going so far to wipe the tears she'd forced him to shed. "All those times I'd watched you cum from getting your little ass fucked, and you break down in front of a guest? Well, I know what will fix that..." she said, reaching for something on her desk.
Valerie almost jumped out of her seat as the reptile's clawed hand closed on something she'd though until then was a pistol, but turned out to be a standard issue sub-dermal injector, although the purplish liquid in the device's canister was worrying. Still, the boy's sobs died down and an expression of both eagerness and anxiety crossed his face as his eyes caught sight of the injector.
Zahra brought the tip of the device to the boy's shoulder and kept the trigger pressed for several seconds, giving the child a heavy dose of whatever that liquid was. Valerie guessed it was a narcotic, and the boy's reaction confirmed it, his eyes becoming glazed as his sobs were replaced by deep, almost panting breaths.
"Now, this stuff will help him get in the mood, but why not give him a little show to get him hard even faster? Show the kid what kind of body you have under those sensible clothes." The reptile finished, her slitted eyes pointed firmly at the doe, telling her that she was expecting an eyeful as well.
Valerie knew she could refuse, but shuddered at the thought of what this bitch might subject the child to if she did. She'd rather lose some dignity than watch the boy suffer. She began to undo the buttons of what Zahra had called a 'sensible' blouse, showing what little 'sense' she had. The doe knew her body was more than eye-catching, her willowy form evident even under her professional outfit. Sex-appeal was another tool in negotiations, but it had to be used sparingly, especially when sex itself wasn't on the table. Her clothes were tailor-made, designed to hide, but to strongly hint at the loveliness that was being hidden.
Once the blouse was unbuttoned, she opened it, displaying the creamy fur running from her chin to below her waist, as well as the champagne-lace bra cupping her generous breasts. The pirate's smile became a leer as she took her in, but Valerie wasn't about to back out now. As perverted as it made her feel, she chose to look into the young boy's face as she unhooked her bra and revealed a magnificent pair of creamy mounds, a small but calculated jab at the dragoness who Valerie suspected liked being the center of attention.
The other female's eyes, however, remained on her, and the doe decided she might as well put this to some use. If this degenerate raider was willing to let her mind wander during crucial negotiations, Valerie would be there to take advantage of that. Her hands wandered to her knees and the hem of her dress, as she pulled up the black pseudo-silk garment up her toned thighs, her thighs parting slowly just as the gossamer fabric was pulled up far enough to reveal the lace panties hugging her hips.
"Oooh, she's a pretty lady, isn't she?" Zahra asked the goat boy, bending over to speak into one of his floppy ears.
"Y-yes..." the boy said, and Valerie could still sense the fear and shyness in her voice, but also a lust that seemed profoundly out of place on one so young, brought on my both the drug and the sight of the almost naked doe in front of him.
"Well then, go over there and make her happy!" she finished, slapping the child on his sore rear once for good measure. The boy jumped at first, eager to get out of the dragoness reach, at least, but slowed when he get to a step away from the doe.
"It's okay, come here..." Valerie said softly, beckoning the child closer and once he was near enough wrapping her arms around him. 
The doe didn't think herself as being maternal, and had never even considered having children, but seeing the boy suffer brought out her urge to keep him safe. He pressed his head to her chest, and after sniffing at the little ruffle of fur above the doe's cleavage, the goat began to nuzzle at her mounds, his lips soon finding one of Valerie's pink nipples.
Pleasure and disgust warred in the doe's head as the young boy began to kiss and suckle her rapidly stiffening nub. The boy was undeniably beautiful - a svelte form covered in soft snowy fur, his muzzle delicate and his brown eyes looking even bigger in all that white - but the idea of having sex with a child was intensely unappealing.
However, she knew that was exactly what she would have to do to appease the perverse pirate even now leering at the sight of them. The young caprine in her arms didn't seem as put off by the idea, and soon Valerie could feel his hips thrusting as his young cock emerged from its sheath and began to rub against her lower belly.
She cooed to him, whispering in his ear what a good boy he was as her hand slid lower, slipping the fabric of her panties aside as she angled her hips. The boy's next probing thrust landed squarely between her folds, and a second later he began to slide in, shuddering and moaning around the breast in his mouth as the doe's flower opened around his young cock. 
It had been a while since the doe had managed to find the time to take care of her needs, so her tunnel eagerly embraced the hot shaft making its way deeper into her body, moistening even as the boy's cock sent a spurt of his own. She tried not to focus on just how wrong this felt, consoling herself by the fact that at least the child seemed to be enjoying it. The knowledge that she was making the boy happy helped her to rationalize things and relax a little.
"Wanna know what I pumped into the little guy?" Zahra quipped, brandishing the injector with a lot less of the purple liquid than it had contained a little while ago. "I know you people in integrated space don't have a lot of experience with designer drugs. This one was cooked up by my personal alchemist, and she even gave me the honor of naming it, although the best I've been able to come up with so far is 'Zahra's Fuck Juice', which is a bit inelegant. The problem is that whenever I start thinking about the subject, I invariably end up using, and then the concentration is what's fucked!"
She laid the injector back on top of her cluttered desk, setting her rear on its edge as she slid one hand down her body, running it over one ripe breast, down her flat tummy before finally gripping the erection still twitching between her shapely legs. 
"When it's first injected into the lucky recipient, it storms through their system - nerve endings become a lot more sensitive, and the pleasure centers of the brain get flooded with lots of very happy feelings..." she elaborated, her hand stroking and squeezing the draconic cock as she watched the two.
"But there's tons of drugs that do that. This one's special. As it passes through their system, it gathers in their reproductive organs, which then actually begin to secrete a slightly altered form of the drug, which is absorbed through bodily contact by whoever the original recipient winds up fucking."
The doe's eyes snapped up at that remark. It had not even occurred to her that the dragoness might attempt to drug her through the boy. Still, her training had included exposure to a variety of narcotics (albeit those legal in the Commonality) so that if she was ever drugged she would be able to recognize that she was functioning in an impaired state, and could try and counter the effects. She felt the boy sliding into her squirt again, and now that she knew what to look for she could identify a subtle wave of euphoria.
"What you're getting now is just a taste, little squirts of joy, as it were. The real dose will come when that pretty white pouch of his empties inside you, and since he's very well trained, that won't happen until he's made you cum. That way, you'll get the main hit just after you start to climax, which will draw out your orgasm longer than you ever thought possible."
The doe shot Zahra a baleful look, but it was starting to lack in intensity as the drug and the sensations of the boy's shaft sliding past her moistening lips began to relax the stoic female. Valerie took a deep breath, tried to ignore the little goat's scent in it as she did her best to compose herself so that she could get this job done and get out of here.
"We've wasted enough time." Val said, admiring the flatness of her voice, even though she knew it was forced. "What is your initial offer?"
"Fifteen percent of all cargo traveling through my space, as well as additional charges for various maintenance and refueling services."
Bullshit! The doe thought to herself. It was a reasonable sum, especially since she was sure to overcharge for various services, both real and imaginary, but her initial offer wouldn't be reasonable.
"What's the catch?" the doe asked, risking a brief glance at the child still thrusting vigorously into her sex. If the boy minded that she was ignoring him, he gave no sign, his eyes closed as he kissed and suckled on one of her stiff nipples. He had a look of almost cherubic innocence to him despite the fact that his little hips remained busy tirelessly pumping that sizable shaft, the tapered tip seeming to seek out Valerie's sensitive spots as it throbbed inside her.
"The catch, if you could even call it that..."  the dragoness replied, still stroking her massive erection as she savored the sight of the boy's cheeks bunching up with every eager little thrust. "...is that I have to maintain some independent control of what goes through my territory. All ships will be expected to submit to routine inspections by my customs officials, to deter..."
"The cargo we ship is sealed, and the containers must remain inviolate in order for us to do business. Physical inspection is unacceptable!" the doe balked, as she knew every ship's captain would when told he had to allow former pirates who now called themselves customs officials to board their ships and rummage around in their cargo holds.
"I know it's not very common practice, but you have to understand my point of view. When I dismantled my former operation, I'd promised key members of my fleet lucrative positions in the new venture. They are very amenable people, I'm sure your captains would find a way to smooth out any inconsistencies or irregularities..." the reptile said with a grin, and Valerie understood her all too well. Bribes, if not outright ransom, threats to delay ships indefinitely and ruin contracts with existing clients. A lot of greedy scumbags would have a great deal of power, and the price of their cooperation was sure to grow.
"Eighteen percent of all cargo, and no customs inspections. You can use the extra revenue to reward your people yourself." The doe said, fighting to keep her voice even. 
The boy was humping into her with the skill no child his age should have possessed, and the sensation of his slick shaft rubbing against her most sensitive spots, along with the increasingly heady sensation from the drug he was leaking into her were making it hard for Valerie to maintain her stoic facade. Almost without her realizing it, the hands that had been holding the boy against her had started roaming, tracing out the outlines of his firm young body, part of her delighting at the way his muscles twitched beneath her touch, amazed at how responsive the child was.
"There's a little more to it than that. I feel some responsibility for what I allow to pass through my domain. I could find myself in hot water if someone decided to smuggle, say, military grade explosives, even war-drones..." the ex-pirate said, and Valerie couldn't believe she was concerned about the flow of contraband, and pretending to be an advocate for peace and stability!
"That - ah! - cargo always shoes up od deep-scans due to the increased energy signatures, and devices that can dampen those signatures are easily spotted. If your people are trained to do their job, you will not fail to detect any such attempt..." Unless you gave key positions to a bunch of your old cronies who have no idea what they're supposed to be doing... She added to herself.
She tried to focus on the negotiations, fighting the siren song of arousal as her body began to respond more and more to the efforts of the boy in her arms. The little goat had switched breasts, revealing a stiff, shiny nipple as he began to lovingly work the other one, sucking the tip gently into his mouth before flicking his tongue over and around the stiffening tip.
"Uhh fine, I suppose the extra income will keep them happy, although they'll whine and moan about the boredom. Tell you what, you get that number to a nice even twenty percent, and I'll take the deal." The dragoness said, smiling as Valerie clenched her jaw to stifle a moan. "I'll give you a little time to... think about it." Zahra added with a leer, enjoying the slightly lidded look the doe's eyes were taking on.
It was taking all of Valerie's legendary self-control not to cry out, the narcotic and the child's loving and disturbingly expert touches making her more aroused than she'd ever felt in her whole life. Her nostrils were flaring even though what she wanted was to pant like a feral doe in the throes of her heat, her heart thudding loudly in her chest even as she felt her little lover's beating through the slick walls of her sex.
Part of her wanted nothing more than to break her silence, to coo in the boy's ear, tell him how much she was enjoying his gentle rutting and beg him to go harder, faster, to mate her with every ounce of strength in his young body. Her hands did what she didn't allow her muzzle to do, roaming across the child's svelte form, fingertips making little furrows in his snowy white fur as she groped, pinched and squeezed.
The fingers of one hand slid firmly down the boy's spine, feeling the tingle running through it as they moved down, finishing at the base of his tail and giving him a scratch that had the child moaning into her breast. The other slid lower still, palming one pert little cheek, feeling it flex with the kid's every thrust before giving it a good squeeze, the tips of her finger's burying themselves in the snowy fur and soft young flesh beneath it.
Her still composed demeanor was a sham, one betrayed by the smell of the doe's arousal filling the already musky room, the way her thighs were spread wide, their cream-furred insides on display as she tried to get the boy as deep into her sex as he could go. The narcotic had washed away her inhibitions, but not her sense of perversion at the act taking place. But without those inhibitions, the doe was forced to face just how much she was enjoying this in spite of, if not because of the depravity of the whole thing.
The dragoness approached her, stroking her cock all the while, the dripping appendage as well as the stiff nipples riding on those firm breasts betraying her own delight at the show. The doe was glad that at least the drug had not washed away the repulsion she felt towards the demented pirate, an ugliness she felt went much deeper than her sensual exterior. As she got closer, she felt her arms tighten around the child pumping away at her pussy, but she could no longer tell if it was a protective gesture, or a possessive one.
"I don't think you're gonna get any milk out of that, sweetling..." Zahra said, gripping the boy firmly under his chin and pulling his muzzle off the doe's teat, relishing the sight of the shiny nub before opening the boy's mouth wider. "Here, try sucking on this..." she said, stuffing her cock into the boy's mouth, and no doubt half-way down his gullet.
Valerie almost opened her mouth to protest, but she didn't trust the sounds that might come out of it, so she settled for glaring at the reptile through lidded eyes, the boy continuing to piston in and out of her even as he serviced the dragoness' throbbing member. The doe felt her toes curling in her shoes, little tell-tale tremors already running through her body as her climax drew nearer.
Zahra didn't last even that long, and a seconds later she heard the reptilian pirate groan, one hand firmly holding the back of the young goat's head as she shoved herself as deep into his muzzle as she could. That heavy pouch of hers was drawn up, the two massive orbs twitching against the child's chin as she pumped what must be a torrent down his throat, the boy amazingly managing to swallow the herm's gooey load.
The doe's own orgasm followed, a strange whine escaping from her muzzle despite her self-control as her legs closed around the child in her arms, the boy continuing to pump away even as her sex tightened up, gushing around his hot steely shaft as the Valerie struggled to stay conscious in the wake of the strongest orgasm she'd felt in ages.
The velvety tunnel milking around his young cock proved too much to the boy as the little goat buried his shaft as far as it would go, grinding his crotch against the doe's wet folds as his own little sack tightened and he began to pump the female with his drug-enriched seed, his bleat muffled by the cock still spurting down his throat. Zahra chose that moment to withdraw her softening shaft from the boy's muzzle, leaving the child panting and moaning at the same time, his lips covered in a pearly layer of the dragoness' cum.
Valerie's eyes remained glued to the sight of the boy's sweet, rapturous face as the first hot spurt shot inside her, filling her with the familiar warmth of a male's seed. But what she felt then was entirely unfamiliar, that same wet, hot sensation seeming to travel through the walls of her sex, filling her whole body with that sensuous warmth, the wave of lust traveling until it reached her brain. It was like a second climax following the first closely but refusing to dissipate into the sweet fog of an afterglow.
No longer able to keep her muzzle closed, the doe pressed her lips to the boy's, ignoring the taste of the dragoness' seed in his mouth as she moaned into their kiss. The child kissed her back, letting out little mewling noises as her sex continued to convulse around his young cock, milking it of every drug-laced drop of spunk and only adding fuel to the fire threatening to engulf the doe.
She didn't know how long it took her to ride out the worst (or the best) of the mind-shattering orgasm, but once the doe felt confident enough not to moan like a whore, she took her lips off the boy's muzzle, letting the child catch his breath. She knew for a fact, although she couldn't believe it, that she was still cumming, her pussy squeezing around the young goat's shaft even as it softened inside her, determined not to let the rosy rod retreat back into its snowy sheath. Despite that, she managed to get her expression under control, facing the pirate with what was once again a stern visage, despite the lust-fogged eyes and the blush showing under her tawny fur.
"Twenty percent..." she said, her voice a little husky, but still carrying a force that told the dragoness in front of her that this was a final term. "... but I'm keeping the boy!"