Total Changeling Domination

Spike awoke from what was perhaps his most peaceful sleep ever feeling a familiar, moist sensation around his groin. The unmistakable feeling of a hot and heavy mouth engulfing one of his cocks. Throwing off the blankets Spike was greeted with the ever so satisfying view of a Dragon Lord caressing and sucking away at his rods.

“Good morning to you too, Ember,” Spike said with a mischievous smile, one that went all too unnoticed by the dragoness as she focused on his shafts.

“S-sorry… Spike,” Ember groaned in horny frustration, “I-I don’t know what’s wrong with me! I just woke up this morning and felt… hot! Again!”

“Heh, there’s nothing wrong with you,” Spike said, patting the in-season dragoness on the head. ‘Just a whole lot of stuff that’s right about you now. Kitten has to get her cream and all’... “Don’t worry about it. I’m your consort after all. This is my job.” Spike sat up on the bed, spreading his legs to allow her better access to his cocks. The upper one of which Ember eagerly suckled away at, the other she vigorously stroked off with two hands. Shivers of pleasure shot through him, the Dragon Lord moaning in delight as several drops of precum splashed over her tongue and down her throat, bringing a tiny relief to her ever increasing heat. Spike himself was already on edge, suspecting Ember had worked him over for some time while he was still sleeping.

Spike grunted to himself, grasping Ember’s head and holding her firmly to his groin as he came. Ember needed no extra guidance as she took his cock as deep in her throat as she could manage, moaning in delight as the rich creamy dragon seed filled her empty stomach. Using her forked tongue, she quickly teased the underside of Spike’s shaft to coax out every drop of her tasty treat before pulling him out.

“M-more…” Ember moaned, promptly switching to Spike’s other cock, which her hands had been priming, and starting over fresh.

Spike almost wanted to cry tears of joy at the success of his plan. That wonderful, wonderful Bloodstone Scepter had worked its magic exactly like he wanted! He had to admit too, sometimes doing the ‘wrong’ thing played out better. “If you’re still feeling hot, we should probably get you out of that armor you're wearing. That should help cool you down a bit.” Ember could only nod in agreement with his dick in her mouth. Leaning down Spike undid the many straps and fastenings of Ember’s chest plate dragon armor, his smile growing ever wider as each piece clamored to the ground, leaving the dragoness more and more exposed. “Your bra too,” Spike urged now that his partner was thoroughly out of her gear. “Let’s get those girls out!” Ember quickly tore the garment off as if Spike had ordered her to with the Scepter, bringing those two massive bouncing mammaries out to play once again.

Spike was quick to notice Ember’s quick working to do what he said, as good as any trained mare would comply. But why would it be any different? After all, he had what she wanted. A hard pair of throbbing cocks along with a copious amount of dragon cum that needed to get out of Spike’s body and into hers. He was in complete control here! No reason this had to end the same way it had as his first time with her.

With much effort and reluctance, Spike pulled the sucking Ember of his shaft just before he was about to blow his load. The Dragon Lord whimpering the entire way. “You’re still wearing something, Ember,” Spike growled playfully but firmly, staring at the dragoness’s covered legs. “Strip it all off…”

“B-but!” Ember whined, making a move to get her lips around that enticing dragon cock once more, only to be firmly held back by her consort. She wanted to suck him off so bad it hurt!

“Now,” Spike reaffirmed, crossing his arms across his chest. To his slight surprise, Ember responded by using her incredible strength and tearing off the rest of her armor, panties and all, leaving them in a ruined state. Spike licked his lips as the now completely naked Ember settled down before him once more. With any luck, she would stay naked like this for quite some time.

With her entire body exposed to her consort’s prying eyes, Ember promptly lowered her jaw and moved forward to attach herself to Spike’s cock once again. Only to be stopped. Spike grimaced to himself as he held the Dragon Lord at bay. To him, Ember suffered from a problem similar to many other inexperienced mares who began their sex slave training. Entitlement. Untrained women who prided themselves so much on the beauty of their covered bodies that, once they finally exposed themselves to a man, they thought that cocks and sexual pleasure should be presented to them on a silver platter. That was, of course, far from the case.

“Lie down, face up, on the bed,” Spike ordered, thinking that Ember could certainly use some submissive training. The dragoness quickly compiled, her mind so clouded by lust, all it could do was simply tell Ember to follow the commands of the man and hope she was rewarded. “Gooood girl,” Spike smiled as he straddled Ember’s flat stomach.

“Spike… w-what are you going to do…” Ember spoke with an uneasy shaking voice, craning her head upwards to see his two rock hard shafts pointing at her from between her breasts.

“What I wanted to do ever since I’ve first laid my eyes on you,” Spike growled with predatory lust. “Hold your tits together!” Ember nervously compiled, sandwiching her two large mounds together with her upper arms, her breasts just large enough to engulf both of Spike’s members in a happy snug embrace. “Fuck,” Spike growled happily as he started thrusting between the two busty teats. Unlike most of her scaley body, Ember’s jugs were unspeakably soft, making them the perfect pair of cushions for a tit job or all around fondling. Her ass wasn’t half hard either.

Ember watched with wide marveled eyes as Spike’s two cocks thrust back and forth between her breasts. She had never seen this method of getting a male to cum before in the Dragonlands… It was almost demeaning thinking of all the different ways men had found to use their bodies just so they could get off. Yet, even in spite of that, the thought turned her on to no end. Was this how the pony back in Equestria mated? What other sexual secrets could they share with the dragons?

Spike could tell Ember was growing increasingly more into what he was doing. They always did, after all. Ember hugged her two mounds tighter against Spike’s dual shafts, and even started to move them along his length. The dragon rewarded her efforts by reaching down and twerking her hardened nipples, causing a loud moan to escape the Dragon Lord’s lips.

Throughout her entire life after she had reached maturity, Ember had hated how large her breasts had grown. The other dragon girls around her stopped quickly, but her chest seemed to expand and expand as if it was picking up their slack! And before she had became Dragon Lord, it was almost a point of mockery between her and her female peers. But… who was laughing now?! None of those are girls were equipped to handle a dragon’s duel shafts like this, none of them even came close! Ember grinned thinking how pathetic those other girls were, they could hardly call themselves women with chests like that! They weren’t the ones having guys line up to lust after them. A woman worth anything had tits large enough to please both her man’s eyes and cocks.

It wasn’t everyday Spike caused his partners to have a meaningful epiphany that solidified their sense of self worth as an individual and as a woman, just from fucking their tits, but it was welcome when it happened. To top off the life lesson, Spike threw his head back and grunted, Ember taking that as a cue to close her eyes and open her panting mouth. With a blast, the dragoness’s entire upper body was showered in a sudden burst of Spike’s pearly white seed. The lower of Spike’s shaft was conveniently aimed at Ember’s gaping maw, and most of the frothy cum that fired out landed inside her eager mouth. The upper shaft fired off at the same time, coating the majority of Ember’s forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks, in a fresh helping of virile dragon seed. Spike grunted and Ember enthusiastically doubled the pace of her swaying tits on his shafts, coaxing out several more strands of her tasty reward. He watched with a satisfied grin as much of the cum coating her face dripped and flowed downwards to her breasts and cleavage. Spike removed his shafts before his own cum could reach them. And like any well-trained slave, Ember needed not to be given any order to see to her treat. She hurriedly started to lick it up, using her long forked tongue to her advantage as it easily scooped up the pearly white substance and delivered it safely to her mouth where it could be promptly swallowed. Even her tits were groped and brought to her mouth so they could be thoroughly cleaned of any traces of Spike.

‘Celestia damn, Ember is one sexy beast! She was new to it, yet her tit job’s almost matched up to Twilight’s! She’s a natural!’ Then a more troubling thought passed through Spike’s head. ‘But… if Ember is this good at sex when she’s in heat… then that means the other female dragons here probably are too! Is Chrysalis right about them!?’ However… Spike’s thoughts were quickly yanked back to Ember, now clean of cum, now speaking a troubling phase.

“More…” Ember growled, her heat sated somewhat from Spike’s cum but already looking to build back up to where it was before.

“Ummmm,” Spike muttered, gazing at Ember’s now predatory glare and seductive pose, using her tail as if to entice Spike in further. He had just offered a dog a treat, but now that she had a taste, she wanted everything he had. He glanced downwards at his cocks, slightly wilting but he should have room for more. He just fired out three loads, and without the changeling sex magic in the air to help refuel him, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep his mate satisfied.

‘Alright, Spike, old buddy, this one on you! You made her stuck in heat now you gotta sate her urges!’ Spike mentally slapped himself to focus as he prepared to the lay of a lifetime.

“FUCKKK!!!!” Ember exclaimed loudly, Spike hugging one of her legs she held at a ninety degree angle tightly to his chest as he rammed his twin lengths into the dragoness for the countless time. Both of their bodies were covered in a thick layer of sweat from the past two hours of nonstop dragon on dragon action. Ember’s tits had been groped and fondled by both parties to the point they were starting to feel sore. Ember had drank more than a solid liter of nothing but Spike’s cum. Her pussy and ass were the same, but to a lesser extent.

Spike had gotten his fill, learning every nook and cranny of his partner’s body, now all he could do was pull out all the stops and hope the pleasure would overload her mind and knock Ember out, allowing him some time to rest. But Ember never seemed to quit. It was something Spike had never seen before. Her sexual ferocity and energy was second only to Chrysalis. Except Chrysalis understood when her partners could fuck her no further…

Spike climaxed again as his entire body tense, the seed flowing out of him and into Ember’s lower holes once more as they both clamped down to milk the cocks intruding inside her body. Ember orgasmed again as the ecstasy of being filled by her consort’s hot seed shot through her body.

Once every drop of cum Spike had to offer was pumped into the nimble dragoness, Spike collapsed backwards onto the bed, panting uncontrollable. Ember, however, carried on with the same amount of energy she had since they started. Her fingers once again shooting to her quivering slit as Spike pulled out, briefly rubbing her clit while her other fingers gathered up a helping of her own juices and Spike’s cum. She quickly brought the digits to her mouth and licked them clean, only to repeat the process again. All while her free hand madly played with her own tits and nipples.

“I need more, Spike! My heat still isn’t going away!” Ember panted, soon after noticing the well in her holes, at least what her fingers could reach, had run out of cum. Spike’s loads had grown substantially smaller with each of his orgasms, and yet her heat remained just as unbearable as it had been when they started. That was a problem.

“I-I can’t!” Spike wheezed as his sore dual shafts finally whilted completely. “I’m all out! Why don’t we just take a quick breather...”

“N-no!” Ember exclaimed in a panic. “You need to cum in me more!” Ember panic and dismay soon morphed into anger and rage, baring her teeth at the sight of Spike’s dry members. He was seriously out of the game? Already? The lust was still clouding her mind, but she knew this was her fault. She had chosen Spike as her consort. If there was anything she had learned today it was that she was a true woman, but apparently Spike wasn’t enough of man to handle her. She remembered a certain dragon had warned her about that… Ponies had made Spike soft! All he knew was how to fuck weak wimpy mares who came just from having a cock put inside them! Not fully-blooded dragonesses of worth like herself! No…. she needed a real dragon. One that could actually satisfy her lusts with an even better pair of cocks.

It would be easy for her after all! She was Dragon Lord! She could order her subjects to do anything she wanted. But she probably wouldn’t even need to order them around if it involved mating with her. It was time for an upgrade.

Ember quickly jumped off the bed, picking up the Bloodstone Scepter in her hand. She couldn’t order herself to stop being in heat, the scepter didn’t work on the one giving the orders, else she would have simply done that to begin with long ago. But at this point in her lust, Ember didn’t want to end her heat! She had never felt this alive in her life!

But… who was that smart certain dragon that warned her about picking Spike? Ember grinned as the name came to her. “Garble! Come to my chambers! This instant!!” Ember ordered to the air as the Bloodstone Scepter glowed crimson with the command.

“W-w-what?” Spike stuttered, his eyes going wide. “Ember, don’t!” Spike tried to order, but his words fell on deaf ears. Even after all of her submissive training, Spike knew his commands meant nothing without his cocks in play.

It took less than a minute of Ember’s impatient waiting for Garble to finally fly inside Ember’s bedroom. His wide eyes instantly shooting to the dragoness’s naked annoyed pose. Her top heavy form bared in full view of him.

“Heh… hey there,” Garble smirked as he licked his lips enticingly. It took him only a moment to burn the much sought after image of their leader’s uncovered form into his memory. Soon after he noticed none other than Spike laying on the bed, cocks completely unerect, defeated as a male. Exactly how he had pictured it playing out between the two of them in his head. It wasn’t hard, even for a dragon like Garble, to piece together the pieces of why he was here. “So… you finally ready to let a real dragon take you for a ride?!”

“Pants off,” Ember ordered, answering Garble’s question yet wasting no time on small chat. Garble happily compiled, the scepture’s magic going unneeded. His pants slowly came down as Ember waited with baited breath. For all her strength and might, the Dragon Lord grew weak in the knees as her new partner’s twin shafts popped out into the open. Her mouth was already watering as she shuffled over to properly greet them. “So thick… so long!” Ember moaned lustfully, her pussy already quivering in anticipation. They looked so full of cum! Cum that belonged to nodragon but her!

“So much bigger than Spike’s, you mean,” Garble grinned snuggly, staring down the other male dragon’s flaccid members in a mixture of pity and disgust.

“Ember, you c-can’t!” Spike exclaimed in a panic. Now realizing what was truly going down! Ember was still stuck in heat and had no idea why! Garble wouldn’t be able to fix that! If he could just get ahold of the Bloodstone Scepter again, he could fix his mistake!

“Spike, out! And stay out!” Ember ordered absentmindedly, as if the words were barely worth her time speaking them. “Your services are no longer required. Garble, you will be my new consort from now on.”

“With pleasure…” Garble spoke, scooping up the relatively small dragoness over his shoulder and making their way towards the bed. All while Spike’s tired body moved on its own towards the exit.

“Don’t worry, Spike!” Garble taunted after him as he carried his prize. “I’ll take real good care of our little Dragon Lord for you! Heh heh.” He plopped the giggling dragon down onto the bed before roughly yanking her legs apart to reveal his prize. “She just needs to experience what a real dragon can do for once…”

A fretting Spike stood as close to Ember’s chambers as allowed by all the other dragons. Not nearly close enough to peer inside, but enough to hear everything.

Ember was moaning loudly, like the bitch in heat Garble was likely treating her as. He could tell as her moans tapered off when Ember climaxed. Her holes being undoubtedly filled with Garble’s disgusting seed. He could only pray to Celestia or whatever deity the dragons had, that his own seed found its way to Ember’s eggs already before Garble’s had a chance to.

Spike couldn’t help but endlessly run his hands through the spines on his heads in constant stress. Every moan from Ember’s mouth was like torture to his ears, yet he endured to listen to all of it. Sure, Garble and the other dragons probably weren’t as good as him when it came to sex, but from the state Ember was in, she didn’t seem to care! She just wanted a man with endless stamina! Something he figured dragons who grew up here would likely have.

“This is all my fault! It’s all my fault!” Spike exclaimed to no one in particular, banging his head against the cavern walls. He liked Ember, a lot. But Ember’s moans with another man, especially one as bad as Garble, made his heart ache. But he forced himself to listen through all of them, just because he knew he deserved to suffer. But even through his distress, he tried to figure out a possible solution. “H-how can I fix this? The changelings!? No… Chrysalis would probably just make everything worse and enslave everyone! W-what about Twilight and the other mares? Still no… S-she probably hates me, and my guts right now! Uggggg!” he screamed in frustration. He was really deep in the hole this time. His plans for living a better life away from Equestria was quickly falling apart at the seams. The only bright side being things couldn’t get worse from here.

“Yeah!!” Yeah, you like that huh? Don’t you, dumb slut?” Garble grinned triumphantly as he ruthlessly plowed himself into Ember’s tight pussy and ass. The Dragon Lord was on her hands and knees, meeting each of her partner’s thrusts with horny glee. “You’re just a dumb whore pretending to be in charge?! Aren’t you?”

“Y-yesss….” Ember moaned as her tongue lolled from her mouth. His technique may have been off, but Garble was spreading her open wider and deeper than Spike could ever reach! The fact Garble was treating her like dirt was only icing on the cake. Spike had far too much respect for women, she needed to be treated like the horny bitch in heat she was! “P-put me in my place you fucking stud!” In truth, she didn’t even know the words she was saying. Her mind had relinquished control of her speech and given it entirely to her body. Anything that helped bring more cock her way!

Garble grinned at his continuing luck, bringing his open palm down and spanking the naughty Dragon Lord’s rear end with all his might. This bringing a feminine animalistic squeal to his, and likely, Spike’s ears, as her holes tightened even more against his lengths in response.

“Such a dumb little whore, trying to pretend you’re smarter than us just because you don’t have any muscles,” Garble continued as he evened out his pace, looking for the right spot as he rammed himself inside her. “Deep down you’re no different from the pony whores we stole! Stupid bitch!!”

“Yeeessshh!!” Ember agreed again with a hearty moan in a cock induced trace. “I’m a stupid b-bitch… ahhhhh…. w-who's in heat like ponies!”

“Your dad was right!” Garble snarled, grabbing and yanking Ember’s tail as hard as he could. “Women have no place holding the Scepter! The Dragon Lord should only ever be a man. And it would have been me if you hadn’t cheated during the Gauntlet of Fire. But what should I except from a retarded and entitled dragon like you?! Huh?”

“You-you’re right!” Ember moaned as Garble’s shaft brushed up against the inside of her womb, her words spurring on the male dragon ramming her even further. “You should have been Dragon Lord! N-n-not a weak willed bitch like me!!” She was so close to her orgasm… so very close.

“Then give me the Bloodstone Scepter,” Garble growled as his thrusts into the dragoness suddenly slowed. He eyed the scepter laying besides them on the bed, inches from his grasp. He couldn’t touch it himself, seeing as Ember had previously ordered them all not to, but that didn’t mean the Dragon Lord couldn’t willingly relinquish the scepter over to him!

Even through the thick cloud of lust fogging her mind, something in Ember managed to spring up a red flag. A flag that was quickly cast from her mind due to a particularly hard thrust by her mate. He was keeping her on edge!

“My first order of business,” Garble continued, “would be making sure all you dumb dragon sluts are stripped of your rights. I’m so fucking sick of lame ass pony pussy just because you girls are such prudes! With my order, all of you are going to become breeding stock!”

Another series of red flags was ignored as the working portion of Ember’s mind imagined all the young girls like her being used in such a way. The once proud dragonesses being reduced to a male’s cocksock! A sight she desperately wanted to be made a reality! Her hand slowly began to reach for the Bloodstone Scepter…

“Don’t worry about yourself either,” Garble snarled as he went on. “I’ll make sure you’re at the forefront of my entire rule, consort! Imagine staring into the eyes of all those girls, knowing it’s all because of you that they’re animals! Weak willed women like you’ve always been!”

Ember had a hold of the scepter now, still trying to process her thoughts despite Garble’s two cocks making it impossible to do so! She just wanted to cum!

“And lastly, I’ll order you to cum harder than you ever have in your life with the scepter,” Garble grinned as he sweetened the deal. “Not something a Dragon Lord can do to herself, but it will be something I can do to you. Everyday, for the rest of your miserable life.”

“Here!!!” Ember gasped. “Take the scepter!! Make me cummmmm!!!”That was all that was needed to bring an abrupt end to Ember’s rule. The first female Dragon Lord, defeated in the exact same manner everyone had expected. The Bloodstone Scepter dropped into Garble’s grasp, the cocky dragon grinning madly now as the power flowed through him. The now recently dethroned Dragon Lord was still bucking her hips at him in heat, as she desperately sought the wish he promised her to be granted. “C-c-cummm!”

“Nah, lights out for you, slut,” Garble said as his first command. A glow of the scepter was all it took to put the once restless and horny dragon to sleep. Her arms giving way as she dropped in a sudden snooze. “Heh, finally! Thought she would never shut up.” Garble groaned as he resumed thrusting in earnest. “Here you go, dumb bitch. It’s more than you deserve!” He hilted both his lengths inside Ember as he groaned and released his seed into her moist depths. The most satisfying orgasm of his life… for now.

“Not so tough now, are you!?” Garble taunted with a laugh as he pulled out jumped off the bed. He strolled over to Ember’s head, cruely prying open her jaw and ramming one of his cocks into her throat to clean before switching to the other. “Damn, I’ve been waiting forever to do that to you. And it would have been so much better like I had planned. Throwing you down and fucking you right into submission front of your annoying piss ass father while I ordered him to watch. Now I gotta work extra hard to make up for all this wasted time!” Garble exclaimed as he spat on Ember’s face.

“Well, whatever. I’m used to it.” Garble shrugged as he wiped his lips. Growing up in the Dragon Lands, Garble had learned reality was often disappointing. At least, it was. Now… reality could be whatever he wanted. The new Dragon Lord pick up the Bloodstone Scepter, which glowed crimson as it released a hum of power.

“Ohhhhhh Spike!~” Garble sang as he waved the scepter. “Would you come in to my chambers for a moment please?”