Advent Of A Gunslinger

But to add insult to injury, they would perform one last act of spite.

“Put him on the ground for a moment, dear. And put that thing back on his face.” Spitha made a request to the guardsman tom. “Follow me, Mio.”

And Wilson did as requested. He placed the ring gag on the dragon’s mouth, then pushed Rongu down onto his back.

With his mouth held agape by force once more, he was unable to fight back.

Mio pulled out, and this enabled Spitha to stand upright. She walked over to Rongu and bent over so that her pussy would leak Mio’s seed mixed with her own fluids down into the dragon’s mouth.

“HHHG!” Rongu gasped as he was force-fed the semen mixture.

“Taste that?” Spitha roared, “That’s real love. Something you’ll never feel because of how inconsiderate you are.” She then looked up at the bed, “Mio…can you--ee!”

The tom was already ahead of her. Having stood behind her and been rubbing his shaft in between her plump, scaly ass. “Oh I know just what he needs.” After a few more teasing humps, Mio slowly and carefully forced his cock into Spitha’s anus, causing the dragoness to cry out.

“AWK! Yes! Fill my big dragon booty and make it rain on this sorry shitstain!” Spitha squealed as the girthy tom’s cock spread her ass apart with the barbs scratching her insides. She then wrapped her tail around the tom’s body, holding him close.

Plap!

“OH YES!”

Mio gave a playful, firm slap to her ass, causing it to jiggle. Then, he grabbed both of Spitha’s arms by her wrists and started to thrust his hips while purring. Textbook doggystyle. He was screwing her so hard that her breasts were jiggling and spraying droplets of milk every which way.

And all the while, the cum continued to rain down upon Rongu, shaming him as he sobbed to himself…

Mio gave no warning either. He finished hard, cumming deep into the dragoness’ ass with a loving hiss. “HHHHH!”

“AA-A-AH~!” Spitha gasped breathlessly as she reached another orgasm from the anal stimulation, and squirting down onto the dragon.

Once he was satisfied, and filled Spitha’s belly with his seed, Mio Pulled out, causing a waterfall of cum to drip down onto the dragon from both Spitha’s ass and his shaft.

“...That’s the taste of the man that has stolen your wife from you,” he snarled down at the cowering dragon, “You’d do well to remember it.”

Helplessly, all Rongu could do was whimper and groan as Mio and Spitha exchanged a loving kiss above him…

When it was all said and done, Spitha and Mio returned to the king and queen after completing the interrogation to explain what they had learned. Luckily, they had already gotten the report from Nilson beforehand.

“We witnessed the entire thing,” Mau said with a tired huff, “It was...quite the situation, wasn’t it, hun?”

Bombay purred as she nuzzled her husband’s neck. “Yes it was. But we learned some valuable information from that dragon and were able to send out some troops.”

“Really?” Mio asked as he stepped forward, “Will they be back before Zula returns?”

“Those soldiers of ours should return by tomorrow morning,” Mau proclaimed with a confident smile, “This isn’t their first foray into rescue missions. Plus, they’re outfitted with more than enough ammunition to last them any sort of scuffle while getting as many ponies out of there as they can.”

“Oh goodie,” Spitha sighed, “I’m so glad to hear that. Ron’s reign of terror over that place will finally come to an end.”

While that was true, there was still more work to be done. Rongu wasn’t the final authority on the situation and Zula was still a problem--as Bombay would point out.

“Mm...somewhat,” she replied, “But now that we have confirmation that General Zula is in charge of Klugetown, we need to prepare for the possibility of waging war.”

Mio’s ears twitched upon hearing that, and he gave a frustrated mewl to himself. “Gah...again? But won’t another war make everything worse for the innocent lives in that place?”

Mau was equally hesitant as he leaned against his desk. “I...would not like to repeat the actions of my father, no. Ideally, I’d like to evacuate all of those who are suffering from poverty and wish to leave that place before we incite any sort of conflict. But…”

“But you know it’s too great of a risk,” Spitha brought to mind the difficulty involved with clearing out a place as messy as Klugetown, “It’s not something we’re prepared to accomplish on our own.”

“...Which is correct, yes,” Bombay replied, “Our resources are still limited--so if we want to attack that location, we need to have some extra support.” She reached into the desk, and grabbed a document. “Which is why I have this…”

Mau’s eyes shifted over to the piece of paper and in an instant, he could tell exactly what it was she was about to suggest. “Oh no...not this again.”

“Oh shush, sweetie,” the queen hissed with her hands on her hips, “That place is like a cancer cell. It will only find ways to grow and corrupt anything it touches if its given any further time to expand. We have to be swift and delete the source of the problem with any support we can get.”

“Hold on,” Mio held his hands up to get their attention, “I’m afraid I’m out of the loop here. What exactly is the problem?”

Mau would answer. “...She wants us to ally with Caninia to nip this problem in the bud.”

And Bombay would follow up, “But he thinks that this would overstep the bounds of our treaty. So he doesn’t even want to try asking for help.” The document she had pulled out of the desk was the peace signing between Abyssinia and Caninia. “I say we should at least give it a try before we give up. What do you think, Mio?”

“Hm…” While he was hardly an authority on military tactics, the situation did play to Mio’s one strength: Intellect. “There’s only so many things we can do by ourselves. Hell, if that cowboy was still here, I’d want to ask for his help too…” Ultimately with limited time and resources at their disposal, Mio chose the safest play. “Let’s at least see if they’re willing to help us out,” he explained as he looked at Mau, “Are you able to send a messenger to Caninia within 48 hours?”

It couldn’t hurt to at least try. What was there to lose? Mau conceded as he spoke, “...Yes. It can be done. If the Diamond Dogs are willing to help, then I’d be grateful....even though I’m not very confident.”

“At least you’re honest with how you feel,” Spitha noted, “That’s something that more men should be willing to do for themselves instead of bottling their emotions.”

Bombay leaned against her husband’s shoulder once more. “She’s right, you know. And I completely understand why you’re apprehensive. But trust me on this one, okay dear?”

Mau leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Of course. I’ll send my quickest messenger--hopefully he’ll bring us some news quickly…” He glanced at Mio and Spitha. “As far as you two go...you both should rest. I’m sure that interrogation session took a lot out of you both.”

The dragoness and the tom both blushed.

“...Was I that loud?” Spitha muttered, “Oh, excuse me...I’ve just been...deprived of…”

“Oh don’t worry yourself,” Bombay reassured her with a purr, “That’s how I feel after a week of not having this hunk of a man inside me. It sounds like Mio was excellent.”

The young tom cleared his throat. “...Ahem--that is to say--we uh...we did our best to ensure that we got the necessary information.”

“Just admit that you love each other,” the queen said with an amused grin, “We can all see it. Can’t we, hun?”

The king added his own take. “...Well, I wasn’t sure at first, but after what I heard, it’s practically hard evidence. You two are perfect for each other. Trust me--I’ve been married to this little pussy since...has it been a decade?”

“Ahem.” Bombay cut him off by clearing her throat. “...There’s no need to explain that.”

Mau chuckled and purred at his wife. “Oh now you’re starting to feel embarrassed, hm?”

“Our ages is not something our guests need to know,” she said with a huff while puffing out her cheeks, “It’s important to maintain a youthful appearance for the sake of our subjects.”

As the king and queen bantered back and forth, Mio started to back away with a small grin on his face. “...Psst. Best we leave them be,” he whispered to Spitha as he left the room, “We’d end up standing there for a while if we didn’t say anything.”

“Oh...are you sure?” Spitha followed him out of the room. Behind her, she would be able to hear the sound of the desk rattling which only made her leave a bit more quickly. “Oh dear. They’re quite the frisky pair, aren’t they?”

“We have no room to talk,” Mio said with a snicker, “I’m just glad that they’ve sent their troops down to Klugetown. It looks like progress is finally being made…”

“Yes it is,” Spitha agreed as she walked with him back to the living room located in the royal family’s quarters. “But more importantly…how’s your face?”

Mio stopped on a dime and looked in the nearest mirror. Through all of the chaos he hadn’t considered how he felt due to being focused on everyone else. “Ah...this thing hasn’t quite healed yet,” he muttered, looking at the X-shaped scar that was still present on his face.

“Don’t worry…” Spitha trilled while hugging upon him from behind. “I’m sure it’ll heal soon…”

The tom turned his head upwards and kissed her upon her neck. “As far as I’m concerned, I’ve already healed…”

Moments later, there would be a knock at the door. Spitha let the tom go and carefully opened it. “...Hello?”

The yellow she-cat doctor known as Mona was present on the other side. “Hello? Ah, perfect. Ms. Spitha? Your mother is here to see you.”

“...My mother?”