Rarity in the Dragon’s Den
Spike Wants, Spike Takes!
The door was slammed open as a shadowy figure dragged Rarity to the basement. She was thrown on the cold floor, unable to let out a sound as her mouth was blocked with a ball gag.
”You thought you would get away with it, didn’t you?” Rarity heard the voice saying menacingly while she lied on the floor.
The lamp was then turned on, revealing the figure:
It was Spike!
He towered before Rarity in his tall and muscular adult form, casting a huge shadow over her body. He looked like a brute and he gnarled between his teeth. It appeared his barbaric draconic aspects of him had taken the best of him, as he stood there looking like a beast before its prey.
Rarity was shaking in fear, tears forming in her eyes. She was too scared to even think. This wasn’t supposed to happen!
”All those years of blue-balling and abuse. You seriously thought I wouldn’t mind!” Spike grabbed Rarity’s head and took the ball gag off, causing her to take long gasps for air.
”Ah, I… I’m so sorry, Spike…” Rarity replied silently, putting her head down. She couldn’t believe her friend could do something like this.
”Can you imagine frustrated I am?” Spike called her out, ”Spikey-Wikey this and Spikey-Wikey that! I’m getting pissed off!”
Rarity didn’t answer. Even if she could use her magic to save herself, she was too afraid to resist. And Spike is very aware of it!
Spike grabbed his scarlet dragon tool as he stood over kneeling Rarity, making her relish the impressive size of it, even though she was shaking with fear. It was 17 inch long and thick knotted dragon penis with a round glans, shaft covered with veins and little spines, something which she had never seen before.
She was now staring right into his cock-head and pre-seeping urethra, her nostrils flaring as she smelled his musk. She had never seen Spike’s member before and couldn’t even imagine he would be so hung. If she had known it before, she would have actually wanted to go on a date with him. But she knew it was all too late now…
”Now open wide, you fucking whore!” Spike commanded, making Rarity gulp. She did what was told, letting her tongue out as well. She already knew what about to happen, especially when she felt Spike’s hand back of her her, pushing her towards his cock.
Her eyes shot open when she felt Spike’s tip on her tongue, meaty taste of penis and musk filling her mouth. With a push on Rarity’s head, his draconic member slipped into her mouth, activating her gag reflex as it was shoved deeper into her throat. She got over it pretty soon and moaned as she felt Spike’s cock sliding up and down her throat, savoring the taste of his dragon meat while he was violating her mouth.
Spike grunted in pleasure as Rarity’s throat massaged her length, feeling his climax rising. At the last second he released Rarity’s head and pulled his cock out, her saliva having coated all over it.
Rarity gagged and gasped for air, then she felt Spike’s hand on her back pushing her against the floor. Before she knew it, Spike had pinned her down and begun to shove his penis into her wet marehood.
”You wouldn’t dare…” she thought angrily, but then she yelped in surprise and horror, feeling the sensation of stuffing as Spike pushed his cock inside her vagina, then he started pulling and pushing it in and out in a steady rhythm. She felt her walls being pushed further by the sheer size of it and soon it slammed against her cervix.
She wanted to scream, but Spike had put his hand over her mouth to block it. This was the roughest sex she had ever had before and for some pervertic reason she was starting to like it. She didn’t even know she would actually enjoy to be taken like this!
”Ah, sweet Celestia!” she thought to herself while she was being pound, ”I… I’m gonna… CUUUUUUUUUMMMMM!!!”
Rarity let out a muffled scream as she reached her climax, squirting her nectar onto Spike’s member and testicles while he rutted her.
It didn’t take long until Spike let out a feral roar and ejaculated, his cock pumping multiple shots of dragon cum inside Rarity’s pussy and womb. She moaned into Spike’s palm as his cumshots filled her petite womb with warmness, cum seeping through the edges of her marehood as Spike’s turgid cock was stuffing it.
He then pulled out with a slurp and shot the last of his ejaculation on Rarity’s back, leaving her lying on the floor for a moment. She was lying there like a rag doll, not able to think correctly. Spike’s hot semen oozed out of her pussy, forming a puddle on the floor.
”Now rise and kneel!” Spike shouted and pulled Rarity back into the sitting position. Rarity had regained her consciousness and did what he told, kneeling before Spike and raising her head to see him aiming his cock at her. She knew very well what Spike was going to do, but she didn’t resist. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and waited, bracing herself for what was going to happen. Spike grunted and soon a heavy stream of hot dragon urine shot out his tip, splattering across Rarity’s body as he was steadying his aim.
Rarity gurgled the pungent liquid when it hit her tongue and throat, audibly gulping it down to avoid drowning. She was relieved Spike’s piss wasn’t as hot as she had feared, but the awful taste was still there.
Nevertheless, She trailed her hoof down to caress her teats, moving her other free hoof between her legs as the urine streamed down her body. She pulled her marehood upwards and revealed her throbbing clit, that being a cue for Spike to guide his stream downwards.
Rarity yelped in surprise and pleasure when Spike’s piss stream hit her clitoris in high pressure, sending shivers all over her body. It felt much like those times she pleasured herself with the shower nozzle, the feeling being somewhat nostalgic.
”Shut up, you bitch!” Spike snapped and slapped Rarity on the cheek, ”Did I ask you to speak?” He then turned back hosing Rarity’s body, splattering his gold on her tits.
Rarity remained silent, trying to suppress her moans while she had started rubbing her sobbing wet nethers. What Spike didn’t seem to know or care was that she actually enjoyed it, being pissed on and humiliated like that. She couldn’t help but masturbate in front the dragon, hoping he would enjoy it so much he wouldn’t hit her for doing it.
After a minute or two Rarity heard Spike sighing as his stream slowed down to a trickle. She opened her eyes to see him shaking his cock dry across her face, flinging some drops in her eye while he was doing it.
”I hope you liked it, bitch!” Spike grunted in low voice and spat on Rarity’s face before turning around, leaving behind his victim who was now such a wretched sight. Urine was dripping down her yellow-tinted body and her face was a mess, Spike’s piss having wetted her mascara and make up, and her mane was completely messed up.
Still, she felt something she was sure not many victims felt while going through the same thing she was going through: She was aroused beyond believe and she knew she was going to do this again.
Being a piss-whore felt so empowering after all!
***
”Oh my! That was rough!” Rarity rose up and shook herself, wiping her mane, ”I didn’t know you were such good an actor, Spikey-Wikey! How did you like-?”
Rarity noticed Spike had collapsed before her, shaking and sobbing audibly on the floor.
”Oh, Spikey-Wikey! Why are you crying?” Rarity asked worried and walked closer to her friend. She felt bad to see such muscle-bound and masculine male dragon in such state, specially after such an impressive performance of feral energy. She put her hoof on his shoulder and asked, ”Was our RP a little too intense, darling?”
”Sniff, yeah…” Spike replied between his sobs, ”I’m so sorry I hit you, Rarity! I could never hurt you like that!”
Come to think of it, with all the urination and rape-play they were having, she hadn’t actually made sure Spike was willing to do all that stuff. Maybe they had gone a little too far…
”I know, Spike…” Rarity reassured and stroked Spike’s cheek, wiping his tears away, ”It did hurt a little, but it doesn’t matter anymore. You were holding back, right? I knew it and that’s why I asked you play along!”
”I… just don’t get it, Rarity…” Spike turned his face towards Rarity, ”Why do you like something like that? I’m a dragon, remember? Do you hate yourself that much?”
”What? No, darling!” Rarity replied and smiled, ”I have my reasons for liking this… But I let you do it because I KNEW you wouldn’t do anything bad to me, I trust you. Even if you’re a dragon. I could have stopped you, if you went too far.”
”Really?” Spike was genuinely surprised. Before they had started their game, Rarity had reassured he could go as far as he wanted as she said she was feeling adventurous. Still he was sure he really had gone too far while playing his role and she was just traumatized.
Rarity put her hoof under Spike’s chin to raise his head up and looked into his eyes, ”And you were willing to play along even if you didn’t like it. You’re such a brave little dragon - I mean, maybe not ”that” little anymore! But, you know…”
”Yeah, I didn’t want to do it at first,” Spike looked away for a moment, ”But I did it for you, Rarity. I just… Wanted you to enjoy it… But what I did was so horrible!”
”Well, thank you for doing that, Spike!” Rarity kissed Spike on the cheek, making him blush, ”You didn’t go as far as you thought. You were pretty impressive in your role, to be honest. It was exciting!”
”Umm… Thanks!”
Rarity sat down next to her friend.
”I’m sorry I put you through all that… We don’t need to do this anymore if you don’t like it, darling!”
”No… I can do it again!” Spike nodded and rose up, ”But maybe not today!” He scratched his neck and wiggled his flaccid junk in front of Rarity’s face, ”My tank is totally drained, you know…”
”Yes, it seems, darling!” Rarity giggled and rose on her feet, ”How about we play something else, then? Such as…”
Rarity thought for a moment and walked a little further, swaying her hips for Spike to see, ”You could rescue me from Diamond Dogs… They have marked me as their property and I feel humiliated and scared…” She turned around and put a fake pout on her face, reassuring Spike to play along.
”I’m waiting for my prince to come and save me, Spikey-Wikey!”
”I’m on it, Rarity!” Spike smirked, feeling all better now. His cock started to harden as he prepared himself for the fantasy of him saving his beloved princess from foul beasts.
Like Princess Celestia once said, there’s no wrong way to fantasize - as long as you’re both willing and know how when to stop.
-THE END-
Author's Note
This story started as a green text on a Discord server that I decided to expand upon and flesh out. It turned out a little too dark for my liking and I started to feel bad for Spike while writing it, so I softened the mood at the end. 
Hope you enjoyed this little story! 
