Advent Of A Gunslinger

With satisfied smiles on their faces, Mio and Spitha remained in their positions upon the bed.

“Finally…” the tom purred, “You finally understand that you’re beaten--mmf!”

Spitha forced both of her nipples into Mio’s mouth and pressed down upon them with her claws resting on her cleavage. “Shhh...drink up, baby. I’ve got this.” She turned her head to the pitiful dragon. “Talk.”

“Okay okay...we...the group is called Felidae,” Rongu muttered softly, “It’s run by Zula. She used to be a general in the Abyssinian Army under King Devon before Mau took over. I-I guess she’s trying to be spiteful or something? I don’t know all the details…”

“Mm-hmm…” Spitha continued to glare daggers in his direction, “And what about that Aionite crap? And those pony slaves in the mines? What are they for?”

And again, the yellow dragon responded feverishly. “W-we were farming for Aionite under Klugetown so we could create energy weapons. But we needed labor so...we used ponies for it. But we can’t create the best weapons in the world without knowing how proper handles and grips are made, so we’ve been hunting down this hippogriff gunslinger...Remington.”

Which pretty much confirmed Mio’s suspicions. “Mm. I knew it. Well it’s a good thing you won’t get ahold of him so easily. I know him well. He’s a slippery one.”

Spitha would then ask, “We noticed Zula wasn’t present there when we arrived to capture you. How much longer will she be away?”

“About a day or two,” Rongu answered quickly with a paranoid expression, “She’s off conducting some business--I swear, honest to god I don’t know what it is.”

“Hm…” Spitha looked down at Mio, “Think we can trust his word?”

“He’s got nothing left to lose at this point. I say we let the king and queen know.”

One of the tom guards spoke up--Nilson. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll go inform the king and queen so they can have the soldiers mobilize. You two have done enough.” He looked at his twin. “Keep an eye on them, eh Wilson?”

“Got it, Nilson.”

With that, Nilson left the room to inform the royal family of what was going on.

That’s when Rongu spoke up in a shivering tone of voice. “...D-does this mean...w-we’re done? C-can I go now?”

Wilson looked at Spitha. “Hey, it’s up to you. The king and queen agreed to let us have a full day’s worth of interrogation time. Think there’s more that he could be hiding?”

“As a matter of fact…” Spitha mused with a devious smile on her face, “...I do.” She then looked down at Mio. “Are you in pain, Mio? Do you feel like you could go again?”

“...I think I very well can,” he replied as he realized his shaft was still erect within the dragon’s pussy. That’s when he realized. “...Oh wait a second…”

“Hm?” she tilted her head, “What’s wrong?”

He sat up, and started to tease the dragoness by swirling his rough tongue around her nipples and biting down carefully. “...You didn’t quite get off there, did you?”

She glanced down at him with a set of wide eyes and a mix of shock and embarrassment on her face. “...How did you know?”

“Well…” Mio had a wide cat-grin on his face as he explained, “I could feel the way your pussy tightened around me but never squirted.” He reached his tail around to flick and gently rub circles around her clit to stimulate her further. “So I think you deserve a bit more before we come to a close, hm?”

“Hhhh…” Spitha released heavy, labored breaths from her lips as she looked over at the pitifully restrained Rongu. “You know what? Since you offered so graciously, unlike a certain someone, yes. Finish me off, baby~”

Suddenly, the tom mustered up the strength to lift Spitha up and flip her over to where she was lying on her back. However, he didn’t position her lengthwise with the bed. Instead, Spitha was lying off the side of it with her upper body exposed to where Rongu could see her voluptuous breasts dangle down in front of him.

And without hesitation, Mio got started.

Returning to his feral state once more, he started rocking his hips back and forth, pile driving Spitha with his cock slamming in and out at a rapid pace to strike her womb with the help of gravity.

“Ah...ahh...uuahhh…~!” Spitha let out shrill, happy cries of pleasure from the impact. Her entire body shook with her breasts shaking around constantly like bouncing water balloons. “S-slay me, Mio! Slay the fuck out of meeeee~!” she squealed while staring directly at Rongu from her upside-down position.

Rongu had no choice but to stare and watch as Mio pleased his ex-wife. Her cries of happiness were something that he had never heard before due to his selfish ways and now he was paying dearly for it.

Wilson looked down at him with a scorned glare. “See what you’ve done? Now do you see what your shitty lifestyle has cost you? You will never get to feel the loving sensation of that woman’s care because you always sought to ignore her. And for what? Some damn crystals beneath the dirt?” He scoffed, and had to resist the urge to spit in his face. “...You’re lucky that we can’t kill you. It’s fine. You’ll understand soon enough. For now, watch as that tom takes away everything you thought you deserved.”

The yellow dragon stared down at the floor in silence. “...Where did I go about this all wrong?” At long last, his pride had slowly melted away and he began to think carefully about himself. But at that point, it was far too late to repair the damage that had been done. He couldn’t return to the gang so he was stuck here, ultimately awaiting his death sentence…

But for the time being, he was forced to witness his life fall to pieces…

Mio continued to ravage Spitha’s innards like the savage animal he was. Now leaning over and sucking hard upon her breasts as he slammed her further into the floor.

“Yes...yes...yesss~!!” Soon enough, she reached a state of orgasm--her pussy gripping down tightly upon Mio’s shaft and keeping him locked in as she squirted upon him. Her legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him locked in as she was finished off.

And as a result, he was forced to cum within her yet again. This time twice as hard as he continuously slammed his hips back and forth. He wasn’t going to let up--hellbent on sending the dragoness into nirvana from pleasure even while enduring a constant state of orgasm and biting down on her breast with a hungry snarl like a lion taking down its prey.

“RRRRGH~!”

The constant sopping wet slaps were endless. As if Mio could never run out of stamina. Spitha cried and howled his name in front of Rongu and it kept going for an hour.

Until finally, he stopped, now resting upon the larger scaly woman’s body and purring. “Rrrr...how was that, my sweet?”

Spitha was unable to respond. Her tongue hung out of her mouth with a delirious, yet happy grin. “Ah...a-ah….”

“That’s what I thought,” said the tom with a satisfied smirk on his face as he glared at Rongu. “Now do you understand where you went wrong?”

“...” Rongu remained silent, processing everything that had happened. Anyone could be tortured physically to the point of screaming bloody murder. But the pure psychological torment that came from watching his wife have sex with Mio…it broke him down. The man was in shambles and only now did he begin to comprehend his mistakes…

“...They haven’t killed me yet…for a reason…”

Unfortunately, it was far too late.