The Dragon Tamer
He couldn’t freaking believe it. He did it. He finally did it!
“We did it Feraligatr!” Ethan shouted, running over to his partner. “Good job!” Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena stood Clair, her face twisted in disbelief.
“There’s no way some little punk like you could’ve beaten me!” she shouted. “I refuse to give you your badge!” Ethan stopped celebrating for a second and looked back over at her.
“What!?” He shouted. “That’s a load of crap! I won that badge fair and square you know!” She turned her head and pulled out her Pokéball, returning her Kingdra.
“You don’t have the right to this badge yet.” She said, turning around.
“And why not?”
“Because your scrawny ass doesn’t have what it takes to go all the way.” Ethan scowled at her and walked over.
“Bull, I won. Hand over the badge.” He held out his hand. She whirled around and smacked him in the face. Ethan fell over into a heap on the ground and Clair stepped on top of him.
“Listen you punk, no trainer comes into MY gym and disrespects ME like that, demanding a badge that they haven’t rightfully earned.” She picked him up and pushed him back into his Feraligatr, who caught him and helped steady him. Ethan brushed his shirt off and continued to scowl at him.
“So, what do I have to do to convince you that I’m worthy of earning that badge?” She glanced back at him before walking off.
“Come by tomorrow if you have the guts to, which I don’t think you will. Not a single trainer has earned a badge from me in nearly three years.” Ethan watched her open a door in the rear of the gym and slam it shut. He looked up at Feraligatr and sighed.
“Hey man, we won fair and square. There’s nothing we can do at this point except come back tomorrow and see what the hell we have to do to convince her that our team is worthy.” Feraligatr snorted and nodded his head before following Ethan out of the gym.
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As Ethan camped outside under the stars, just outside of the city, he wondered exactly what was going to happen tomorrow. Better yet, why the hell wouldn’t she just give him the damn badge and he could go on his merry way to the Elite Four? He shrugged and rolled over in his sleeping bag. Feraligatr was next to him, snoring peacefully. Ethan smiled, thinking back to the battle. They fought extremely hard against her team and she was a formidable opponent. But he did beat her fair and square! Just thinking about what she had done made him upset and unable to sleep. So, Ethan put it out of his mind and decided to get some rest and await tomorrow’s trials.
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When Ethan awoke, it was not where he first went to sleep. In fact, he wasn’t sure exactly where he was. All he knew was that there was a blindfold on him, something was in his mouth, he was naked, and his hands and feet were bound by some rather scratchy rope. He tried to squirm a bit, but the rope held fast and the blindfold didn’t move. He gave up after a few seconds and just hung there, as it felt he was suspended in the air. After a few minutes of waiting, he could hear footsteps. They sounded like boots coming from his right. There was a series of clanks and the sound of something heavy being slid as what Ethan assumed was a door being slid open. He turned his head in the direction of the noise and he heard a feminine voice laugh.
“Heheh, looks like you’re finally awake Ethan.” He knew that voice. It was familiar…he heard it the other day.
“Do you at least have a clue who this is now?” The footsteps got closer and Ethan felt something tug at the blindfold. It fell off and he was finally able to see that Clair was standing in front of him. He looked around at where he was; a different portion of the gym. He was right earlier about his position. Clair had him hanging from something suspended straight out from the wall, his hands and feet bound by the board and ground respectively, leaving him suspended in midair unable to move.
“Mgmahmmrharmm!” he said, unable to get any actual words out. Clair turned around and walked out of his view. There was some rustling and the crack of a whip. Ethan’s eyes widened as she came back into view, holding a leather whip.
“I don’t believe I gave you permission to talk, did I?” she asked, sliding the whip along her fingers. Ethan glared at her as she slowly undid the whip all the way and let it hang by her side.
“I don’t like that look from you, perhaps we should change it.” She raised the whip and smacked Ethan across the back. He screamed out in pain, or tried to. Whatever was in his mouth prevented much noise from getting out as he tried to holler out. She smiled and set the whip down on the table behind her before walking up to Ethan, sliding a gloved finger across his face.
“Now…show me a nicer face my little slave.” She cooed, running her other hand down his side, eventually reaching his penis. The sudden contact caused him to tense up as she slowly slid her gloved hand along him until his penis was pointing straight out. She got on her knees and slowly blew on it, causing a tremor to surge through his body.
“Sensitive boy, aren’t we?” she said, smiling. “I’m going to fix that today.” She stood up and walked out of view again before returning with a series of rings. She slowly opened the rings and slid them along Ethan’s penis. The cold metal caused him to shiver again, and she slowly closed the rings around him, turning a nob and carefully tightening the rings. They grew tighter and tighter around his penis until it was almost unbearable. Although they didn’t go up very far (about two inches from the base on his seven inch penis), they were squeezing painfully on him, causing tears to flow from his eyes. Clair looked up and ran a gloved finger along his face, gathering the tears on her finger. She sucked on her finger a little, savoring the salty taste of his tears before licking her lips, wanting more.
“Delicious.” She said. “But…not what I really want just yet.” Her eyes returned to his penis, twitching in the air. She slowly pulled off her cape, folding it neatly on the table behind her before grabbing her whip. She ran the smooth leather across his penis before grabbing it again with her gloved hands and gently massaging it, each stroke sending a wave of pain and pleasure across his body. She continued to slowly stroke it, occasionally running the whip across it, barely grazing it.
“Now…you cannot cum until I give you permission to, understand?” She whispered into his ear. “If you cum without permission…it will be very bad for you.” She cracked the whip in the air to emphasize her point. Ethan slowly nodded unable to make much noise other than panting heavily. She smiled sadistically and stopped massaging his penis before dropping the whip and running both hands along his sides, stopping momentarily to caress his ass, and all the way down to his feet, causing her to get on to her knees. Using both hands, she slowly undid the zipper on the back of her outfit and sliding her arms out of the shoulder straps, leaving her breasts to hold her outfit in place. She stood up, her breasts bouncing now that the outfit no longer held them in place, and kissed Ethan, forcing her tongue into his mouth. She gave the boy no chance to explore her mouth, her only desire to satisfy her need for tasting him. She held his head in place with one hand while using the other hand to run along his penis, occasionally stopping to fondle the head. Each stroke she did brought him a little bit closer to an orgasm, and each stroke was more painful than the last as his penis started to swell up around the metal rings in place. It didn’t take long for the pain to become evident along Ethan’s face as she pulled out from the kiss.
“Well…you’re close to your limit it appears.” She says, getting down on her knees. “But you still can’t cum yet, I won’t allow it.” She licked the tip of his penis, causing his entire body to twitch a bit, before taking his head into her mouth, running her tongue along the entire tip. Ethan just about exploded at that point. Her mouth was warm, and her tongue was teasing him. It was pushing him on the verge of insanity, and those metal rings were causing him even more pain than ever. He couldn’t hold the tears in anymore as the pain around his penis was almost unbearable. She stopped sucking on his head and stood back up, notcing the tears on his face and smiled before running her finger along his face again.
“You are quite determined you know…” she said, licking her tear-soaked finger. “Most people quit at this stage…but you haven’t cum yet…” she stood in place for a second before she slowly slid down her outfit, exposing her large breasts to Ethan. He turned bright red and averted his eyes as she laughed.
“Never seen a woman’s breasts before huh?” she said, getting on her knees. “I need to take this into overdrive, so drastic measures must be taken.” She slowly wrapped her breasts around Ethan’s penis and began to slide them up and down, going slightly faster after each stroke. It was sheer luck that she was about to run her tongue along the tip after each stroke, and it drove Ethan wild. The pleasure was overriding the pain and he wouldn’t be able to hold it for much longer.
“I can see it in your face, your limit is near…” she said, picking up the pace. Ethan managed to arch his back a little, despite being bound by both hands and feet. He could feel it coming, he was about to unload all over her and there was nothing that he could to do stop it. It was as if Clair knew he was about to cum as she let go of her breasts, removing the feeling around his penis and stood up and kissed him.
“Remember when I said you couldn’t cum yet? It still applies.” She said, reaching back down and slowly massaging the tip of his penis. He couldn’t hold it any longer and Ethan fired off a load into her hand, covering it in a white sticky liquid. It didn’t surprise her; in fact, she was expecting it to happen. She looked down at her hand and back up to Ethan, who was trying to desperately avoid eye contact with her.
“What is this?” she said, holding the cum covered hand up to his face. He turned the other way, ignoring her, having a feeling that she was about to whip him. However, she slowly took off the glove, exposing her hand to the air and smacked him across the face, drenching him with his own cum.
“I told you that you couldn’t until I said it was fine to…it looks like I need to punish you accordingly.” She walked around the corner and found several different rather large plastic dildos and grabbed several of them, smiling to herself. When she walked around the corner and set them on the table, Ethan started squirming frantically, knowing exactly what she was going to do.
“Let’s see…should I use the one with the many knobs on it that vibrates when turned on…or should I use the one that is extremely long and vibrates, or hell, should I use the spiked one?” She turned to Ethan. “It’s your ass getting raped here, so which one do you think?” Ethan shuddered and closed his eyes, not willing to answer.
Clair smiled and grabbed the spiked dildo and walked behind Ethan. Her hands ran along his ass, spreading him slightly before she realized something, and walked back over to her ‘tools’ area and grabbed strap-on panties. She attached the dildo to the socket in front and tapped it a little bit, making sure it was securely on before returning to Ethan.
“Let’s keep your hands bound, but I need you to move freely for this…” Ethan turned to see what she meant and saw the strap-on and started to squirm frantically, hoping to get away from the binds that held him. However, Clair gave him no chance and punched him in the Kidney. Ethan’s body went ragdoll as she slowly undid the ropes that held him to the wood post and slammed him into the table, arching his hips into the air. She quickly ran over and grabbed some lubrication and applied very little to the dildo and around Ethan’s hole. He whimpered a bit as she slowly ran the tip around his hole.
“Hey, you had the chance to pick the smaller and longer one, but you left it up to me to pick.” She said. With that, she slowly slipped in the dildo, making sure that each individual spike made it inside and twisting her hips with every bit that managed to get in. Ethan was crying out in pain and pleasure as tears ran down his face, as Clair slowly slid in and out of him. She slowly snaked her ungloved right hand around and started to massage his now erect penis, pumping him harder.
“You enjoy this don’t you?” she whispered seductively in his ear. “I bet deep down you’ve wanted this.” Ethan wasn’t able to say anything but cry out as his ass was violated by Clair’s spiked dildo. He couldn’t control himself as she began to pound his penis with her hands, and her breasts pushed up against his back, he felt himself coming close again. The rings, however, prevented him from cumming, as she squeezed and toyed with the tip of his penis.
“I suppose I can give you permission this time to cum…” she said, slowly undoing the rings around his penis. Silent thanks ran through Ethan’s head as the pressure around his penis was relieved. Clair pulled out the dildo and turned him around; making him face her as she slowly put it back in.
“I want to see your orgasm face.” She said. “Show it to me. Her glove free hand began to pump his penis while the dildo rammed all the way into his ass. He couldn’t take it anymore and he came all over the front of her, spraying his cum all over her breasts. His eyes were rolled back in pleasure as his back was arched; leaving him panting, out of breath. Clair pulled out the soaked dildo and took off the strap-on. She was wet and it was her turn to finally cum. Ethan was lying on the ground, his ass in extreme pain, when he felt a warm sensation around his penis. Looking up, he noticed Clair was sucking on his penis once again.
“It’s my turn to cum this time.” She said, taking his penis and wrapping her hands around it, slowly massaging it until he was hard once again. She got up and fully removed her entire outfit, throwing it on the table and slowly lowered herself onto his penis. She rolled her eyes back in pleasure as he slowly slipped inside her, loving the feeling of being completely filled up.
“Oh yes!” she said. “That’s the spot, way up in the back…” Ethan took advantage of the situation and slowly rocked his hips, moving up and down slightly. She moaned in response before regaining control of the situation and pinning him to the ground.
“Now now slave, this is MY show you realize.” She moaned, hardly able to keep control. “I fuck you, not the other way around.” With that, she slowly began to slide up and down, getting faster with every pump. She was in heaven; this was the one time she allowed herself to feel happiness, and she enjoyed every minute of it. Ethan was finally truly enjoying himself. In front of his face were Clair’s massive breasts, bouncing inches away while she rode him like the world was going to end tomorrow. Clair could feel herself getting close and was determined to hold out as long as possible, resorting to grinding Ethan. However, it was inevitable what would happen. Clair tightened around Ethan’s penis as she finally orgasmed, literally squeezing one out of Ethan, who barely managed to groan in response. Having cum three times, Ethan was exhausted as he slowly closed his eyes and passed out.
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Ethan awoke with a start from his sleeping bag and looked around frantically. It was nighttime still, and Feraligatr was lying next to him, still snoring peacefully. He slowly sat up and scratched his head, trying to figure out if he had a dream or if it had actually happened.
“I was for sure that…hmm…I don’t know…hell, I’m leaving in the morning. I’ll get the badge another day.” With that, Ethan lay back down and went back to sleep, not caring if he dreamed what had happened or if it actually happened. Just outside of the camp, Clair watched Ethan fall back asleep.
“Oh boy…pity you earned that badge…I would’ve enjoyed keeping you around…” With that, she got up, and returned to the city. The following morning, Ethan got up, picked up camp and headed back south to New Bark Town to pay his mother a visit and talk all about his adventure, minus the little dream he had.