"She went this way! Hounds' got her scent." Re'al pushed herself further, limbs bloodied from running over rocks and through thick shrubbery, trying to evade her pursuers who were close behind, their baying dogs growing louder and louder as she crashed through thorny brush, unfortunately leaving a wide and clear trail for them to follow. A hidden root snagged her bare foot, causing Re'al to stumble forward, spraining her ankle badly. Head over heels she rolled, landing in a muddy creaky, mud splashing over her creamy flesh and golden scales. Teeth gritted in pain, she tried to get back up, but hot bolts of pain laced up her leg, her ankle was badly injured. As a last resort, she tried to crawl, but the men and their dogs caught up with her. "Here's the slippery bitch." She hissed angrily, water splashing as her tail thrashed behind her. The dogs whined and retreated, but the men came forward, electrified cattle prods in hand. Re'al shrieked and thrashed wildly as high voltage bolts wrecked havoc on her, rendering her limbs useless and sending her mind into confused spin. In her haze, all she could hear were blurred voices and see blurred colours pass her by as she was carried off, thrown into the back of a van, and shipped off.
When she regained consciousness, Re'al found herself stuck in a kneeling position, ass sticking up in the air. Her legs were spread out and bolted to the floor, at the ankles, by thick shackles. A similar shackle was around her neck, pinning her head and upper body to the floor, face turned so she could only look to her right, arms bound tightly behind her back with thick, coarse rope. A door behind her creaked open, the floor vibrating as two... no, three people, probably men judging from the weight of their steps, entered. "You were right, she certainly is a beauty. Rare coloration too, you'll fetch a handsome price for her I'm sure." "Of course, she needs to be broken first. Feisty one this bitch is, killed 4 of my men and injured 3 others when we tried to capture her." "So, what are you going to do with her first?" "Check her; I want to make sure there's absolutely nothing wrong with this one."
Re'al screamed, but the gag tied into her mouth muffled her and she tried to squirm away, but her bonds held her nearly perfectly still. Her tail lashed angrily, but she was utterly helpless. The snap of rubber made her swallow hard. The third man, who had been silent, spoke up finally. "I'm going to take a blood sample and run some tests, but just by looking at her, she'd probably be a good breeder for you." Her body jumped as she felt something prick her thigh as the physician drew blood into a sizable syringe. "Alright, have my sample. I'll just do a quick physical examination and be out of your way." Re'al growled as the physician pushed a couple of fingers inside her, spreading her lips wide to look inside her. After some prodding, he backed away, pulling off his gloves. "She's in perfect shape, virgin too." Footsteps, then a shadow over her. She felt the gag removed from her mouth, flexing her claws in earnest. The man's face filled her visions as he knelt down and twisted her head at an uncomfortable angle. He was plain looking, with dark circles under his brown eyes. He pulled her lips back and inspected her teeth, checked her pulse and eyes. "Definitely in perfect health. Strong as an ox too, so I'd take extra precautions in handling her, sir. Well, good day."
Once the door clicked shut, the two men began talking again. "Mmmm, mind if I break her in?" "Ya, I do. Put a belt on her, Charles. No one, and I mean no one fucks that fresh cunt of hers, got it? She'll get me a great deal of money if I sell her as a virgin, buyers like to pop a cherry every now and then." She could hear Charles' disappointed sigh. "Alright." Re'al shifted uncomfortably as she heard one of them grab something off the nearby table and bucked her hips she felt leather touch her skin. "Hold still, bitch." Charles growled, slapping her ass hard. She snarled in protest, tail slapping him hard across the face. Charles reeled back, dropping the belt on the floor. Re'al strained her legs, pressing the balls of her feet into the floor. The bolts in the floor creaked and began to lift up. "You bitch!" Blue sparks danced across her skin as Charles jammed the taser into her thigh. Re'al shrieked, writhing madly in pain. All she could hear before passing out was Charles and the other man argue before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she passed out.
When Re'al came too, she was lying on ice-cold concrete, a leather collar with short metal spikes around her neck and leather chastity belt around her waist, blocking her vulva but leaving her ass exposed... Her head throbbed painfully and she found that her legs were numb. Re'al laid there, staring at the dirty wall of her tiny cell. Gaining some strength, Re'al pushed herself up into a kneeling position, taking in her surroundings. The cell was tiny, barely enough room to lie completely stretched out and there was barely enough room for her to stand, given her horns added an extra 7 inches to her already massive height of 6' 4". Thick bars lined the front of her cell, so she could see out. Another cell was right across from her and a female wyrm with greenish-yellow scales. Re'al was surprised; it had been years since she had seen another of her kind. "Hey. Where am I? What is this place?" The girl, probably barely 18, looked at her blankly. "Home... I guess is what you could call it. The humans call it a 'kennel', but I don't really know what it means." A clank down the hall made the girl jump and retreat back in her cell. Curious, Re'al craned her neck to see what was going on, then jumped back, teeth bared in a snarl as someone approached her cell. From his scent, she knew it was the other man, not Charles. Her tail lashed back and forth, pupils dilated into thin slits.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?" He asked her. Re'al's brow narrowed and she hissed. "Yes, I can understand your language. Why have you taken me prisoner?" He chuckled, which unnerved the gold wyrm a bit. "Prisoner? Yes, I guess that's what'd you call it. I want you to understand, you're a slave now. Hopefully, once I've got you properly trained, I'll have a buyer with deep enough pockets who will buy you. But first... as much as liked to admit my brother deserved that slap in the face you gave him the other day, you need to be punished. I will not tolerate disobedience. So... you'll be taking a trip to the Pit." He opened the cell door and Re'al thought about killing him right there, but saw the taser in his hand and knew even if she didn't, she wouldn't know how to escape. "Come along," Re'al, reluctantly, followed him out of the cell and down the hall. The cells she passed each housed a wyrm, mostly females, of a wide variety of colours, but none even close to her coloration. Many looked liked shells of their former selves while others were scared and frightened. He led her into a small room, a small glowing furnace on one end with a branding iron sitting in the coals. "First, your new ID. You are now G01. Your name has no meaning any more; you're just a letter and a number." He grabbed the rod and pulled it out, the other end glowing bright red. Re'al didn't flinch, just stared at him hard. "That's not going to work." He ignored her and approached her with it. "You move, it'll get more unpleasant." She didn't even twitch when the brand touched her arm, searing the skin until it was black. The man smiled in satisfaction, but it quickly faded as he watched in awe, the mark began to fade until no trace of the burn was left. His eyes nearly bugged out of his pudgy face.
"Told you so." He frowned, perplexed. "Then, I'll find some other means, for now, to the Pit with you." She followed through another hallway and was forced through an iron door, which was locked tight behind her. The Pit was a large, circular room where a majority of the males were kept. Re'al walked cautiously down the short hall leading into it. The males were waiting, having heard the resounding clang of the door opening and closing. Their scales were a wide range of colours. Re'al stayed just inside the hall, crouching slightly as she watched them, feeling their eyes bore into her. They had starved expressions on their faces and looked ready to charge at her. Re'al snarled, baring her fangs. "Hey, she must be new. It's been weeks since we've gotten any fresh meat." A young male commented, sneering as he approached her. The others nodded in approval. There must have been about 20 or so male wyrms in the Pit, all of their attention focused on her. "Back off." Re'al growled, flexing her clawed fingers in anticipation. He ignored her, starving lust apparent in the look he was giving her. He made a grab for her and Re'al ducked, but he managed to grab a fistful of her long, gold-blonde hair and dragged her out.
Re'al tried to get back on her feet, but the males pounced on her almost immediately once she was out of the tunnel. They smelled heavily of urine, sweat, and dried cum, Re'al almost vomited from the over-powering stench. One was behind her, tugging on the belt around her waist. "Awwww, Master Kelvon is preserving this one." He growled in disappointment when it wouldn't come off. Re'al jerked her hips away from him. "Get off me you bastards!" He dug his nails into her hips, drawing blood. Re'al began to grow desperate as she felt his semi-hard dick rubbing against her thigh. "She's got a fresh ass though... it'll be fun tearing this open." Re'al nearly squealed as she tried to jerk away, but a couple of other males had firm grips on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples hard. When she felt the male's dick pressing against her tight asshole, she tried to scramble away, but he held onto her firmly. "You're not going anywhere bitch." Re'al screamed, body shuddering in pain as he penetrated her in one thrust. Tears started to leak from the corners of her eyes, it hurt so much.
The other males watched as the first, a silvery-red colour wyrm, thrust into her relentlessly, Re'al whimpering painfully as she was held down, unable to free herself. "Oh ya... take it!" The wyrm growled as he climaxed. Re'al squealed as she felt his cum pooling inside her, mind feeling fuzzy. "Come on, move! You had your turn." A blazing red growled, shoving the man right off of Re'al and immediately mounting her, pushing his hard prick into her wide open hole. Re'al flinched, ass sore from being forced open. "Hey Bruz, you still have that ring you swiped?" "Ya, lemme get it." After a few moments, Re'al felt something metallic being forced into her mouth and tied around her head. Her eyes widened in horror as she found a wyrm's erect dick right in-front of her face. He had a firm grasp on her horns and lifted her head. Re'al tried to close her mouth, but the metal ring gag they had strapped in prevented her. She whimpered as he shoved his cock right down her throat, causing Re'al to choke painfully as he thrust his hips into her face. He came fast, Re'al's eyes widening in horror as his vile-tasting cum sloshed down her throat. "Drink it all, you slut." He growled, keeping her head in place. Re'al had no choice but to swallow, wincing in disgust as the slimy substance slid down her throat and settled in her stomach. He traded off with another and the process repeated.
Re'al had lost all track of time or how many times she had been fucked in the ass and forced to give oral. It may have been hours or days. Her body was numb as another took her in the ass, cum from a dozen other times spilling out from her red hole, trailing down her legs. Cum was splattered all over her body, from males who were too impatient to wait their turn and jerked themselves off. Kelvon entered the Pit, escorted by a few of his assistants. "Alright, move you jackasses!" He roared and most of the males scattered, a few remaining around Re'al, still fucking her. "Get off her now!" Reluctantly, the remaining males retreated. Re'al collapsed, spluttering up cum she hadn't been able to swallow, ass fucked wide open and leaking cum. Her golden irises were glazed over and she laid there, legs twitching. "Get her cleaned up and back in her cell." Kelvon said with some disgust. His assistants picked Re'al up and carried her out of the Pit.
It took a full week before Re'al was completely recovered. She sat in her cell, brooding over the situation she was in. She couldn't escape it, that she already admitted, but she was apprehensive about what other fates lied in store for her besides the Pit. Her first time in the Pit gave her nightmares and she often lost her appetite because of it. She could still smell the rank musk of all those males still clinging to her skin and it sickened her. Kelvon passed by from time to time, just to watch her, study her.
Two weeks passed before Kelvon came back. "Back to the Pit with you." Re'al's eyes widened in horror. "Why?! I didn't do anything?" "That doesn't matter. Move." Reluctantly, Re'al followed, eying that taser he held out in plain view. The door clanged behind her and she knew the males were waiting for her to come out of the tunnel. She gritted her teeth, no, she wasn't going to be taken again without a fight this time. She waited in the tunnel, eventually, one of them would be stupid enough to come down to get her... and that's when she would strike.
"What the fuck is taking that bitch so long? Someone go get her." A male snarled, the others chiming in. A young wyrm male was shoved towards the tunnel and he cautiously entered the nearly pitch black space. Re'al was crouched down by the door, tail quivering. Blood rushed to her head as she watched him creep closer and closer until he was almost on top of her. Re'al lunged, jaws open wide. Her fangs sank deeply into his neck, cutting off his attempt to cry for help. He struggled as her jaws crushed his wind pipe, blood spilling down her throat and around her mouth until he stilled, eyes rolling into the back of his head and body going limp. Re'al dropped him with a dull thud, spitting out the bitter blood that had collected in her mouth. Grabbing him by the nape of his neck, she tossed his body out of the tunnel. The males recoiled in shock and peered down the tunnel. This time, two came down the tunnel. Re'al crouched low again and waited till they lurked close, then sprung. She snapped the neck of the first, but the second, startled, ran back down the tunnel. She managed to trip him up and he stumbled, landing on his face. "Help!! Oh my god, help me!!" he screamed, trying to scramble forward, but Re'al caught his tail and dragged him back into the shadows, slashing his jugular wide open. Hot blood splashed loudly on the walls and over Re'al. The scent drove her wild. Re'al dragged the bodies out and tossed them at the males, who retreated further back, scared. "Come try to fuck me again, you sick animals."
They hesitated, glancing at the three bodies near her. A male tried to sneak up behind her, thinking he could catch her unawares, but when he lunged, Re'al side stepped, elbow slamming right into his spine, snapping it with an audible crack. He fell, screaming and trashing his arms in pain, legs unable to move since she just paralyzed him from the chest down. "Come on! You wanna fuck me again? I DARE you to try now!" She snarled, body splattered in fresh blood. Kelvon came storming into the Pit with his assistants, face livid with fury. Tasers brought her down and she was dragged out and brutally beaten, then thrown back into her cell. Re'al laid there, chuckling to herself as her injuries slowly repaired themselves.
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