Cuckolded by Her Mother Ch. 43

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Part 43 of the 45 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 03/08/2018
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Fyr tried not to talk too much on the flight home, her stomach churning and turning itself up into knots unlike any she had ever felt before. It made sense that Kao wanted his girlfriend home with him, what he had made his home again, but it did not make sense to her that he would bring her back to a house that was pretty much packed to the brim with demons already.

"Kao!" She'd hissed, grabbing his arm to drag him aside, out of earshot of Chemical, after dinner. "What are you thinking? You can't just invite her to come back with us just like that!"

But her brother had only smirked and taken advantage of the moment, leaning dominatingly over her as if it was nothing at all to him. Dominating and simply being comfortable in his own skin of power were two things that came very naturally to the dragon, though even more so after he had become a demon.

"Sister," he rumbled, his eyes softening at the corners as if they were threatening to glow again just like Ropes', though he was a subtler kind of demon than the others that she had seen turned. "You cannot do anything to stop this. So, do not try."

She still did, however, growling even as he kissed her, tongue sliding possessively into her muzzle, swirling around. He did not kiss her to arouse her but merely to tease her, to mock her, to show her that there was nothing she could do against him and that was something that would forever be true between them. Her brand burned, the acid that locked her to her master, her brother, searing into her scales and her flesh as if she was being marked all over again, though Fyr knew better than to squeal. Even then, she tried to be quiet, tried to keep things under wraps, remaining the good, obedient little slut she was while her brother abused her.

Fyr could not have said that the abuse, at times, was not welcome, however. She'd missed his cock while they'd been in the city visiting his girlfriend, Chemical, and only allowed, sometimes, to clean off his shaft after they'd had sex. It was strange to her to taste another dragoness from a cock and not from the source, never having been on her knees before Chemical in her life, though it was not a line of thought that she all that much wanted to pursue. What she did and did not want were things that rarely led her down a path that she at all wanted to follow. If she'd left the family for good before, after her husband had taken up with her mother, maybe things could have followed a different route.

She wasn't sure still what she would have wanted there. Best not to worry about that. She could worry about what they were going to do about Chemical and the dragoness that knew nothing of the fact that her boyfriend was a demon. That was more than enough to hold in mind at any time.

Of course, things on their travels back and even their arrival there went as smoothly as they could, Chemical loud and bold, though one would not have called her bubbly. She was simply so forward that the dragoness turned into a whirlwind of activity wherever she went, incredibly driven and focused, even when what she was doing only encompassed the mere act of getting from A to B.

Wherever she went, even walking up the path to the ranch, Kao's eyes followed her hungrily, licking his lips figuratively. Fyr could see it in him, how the demon stirred, how much he wanted her. She just did not know how far the dragon was willing to go to get Chemical. He couldn't turn her into a demon, that much was sure, so she thought, for the time being at least, that would all be okay.

Oh, what a fool she was...

"Who's that?"

Chemical had never seen Scottie before and had to be introduced to her, though the stoat's round stomach was difficult to ignore. Scottie blushed furiously and scampered back off as soon as she was allowed, though Chem frowned and touched her finger to her lower lip.

"There'll be two of you pregnant here at once? And you say that Scottie... That's a strange name... You say she works here? Why's she not in a worker's lodge or something like that? Or haven't you built it yet?"

"That's right," Fyr said, sliding in easily to take over the conversation, a master at keeping things under wraps when she had to hide the true nature of her family from those who would not have understood. "Once it's built, Scottie can move in, but we're all just like family here, so it made sense to have her close. Her parents are only just down the road now, so she's got help too for when she needs it, if not from us."

That was enough to appease Chemical and Ropes and Sasha, for once, behaved themselves, putting on the show of a happy family. Kao had, evidently, had words with them beforehand, though Fyr still could not have known just what was being planned, what was working away behind the scenes without either her consent in the family model or knowledge of anything more.

Chemical, duly, yawned over dinner, but Kao was in-tune enough with her to catch her suggestive look over dessert.

"Kao, can you turn in early with me tonight?" She murmured, fluttering her eyelashes softly at him in a way that only he would see. "The flight seemed more tiring than I thought it would be... It's been too long sleeping without you".

Kao chuckled and Sasha smiled widely, though Fyr was more struck by how different it was to see her in clothes around the house for once. Funny how things in that regard had changed so swiftly and easily.

"Aw... Aren't you two the cutest couple? You'll have to tie the knot sometime soon, bring you properly into the family, Chemical!"

The dragoness gasped and brought her fingers to her lips, though it was all for show as she joined in the fun. Even Kao squirmed, though it did not seem at all unlikely that the pair were going to separate, despite the good-natured teasing about him being "shackled down" and "a caught dragon if he puts a ring on her finger". That would come, however, in time.

For Kao had more important matters to take care of as he led Chem to the first floor of the ranch house, his breathing already growing shorter and sharper, his body striving to prepare for what it knew was to come. He knew what he wanted to do and his blood sang for it, pounding through his veins, driven there forcibly by the furtive beat of his heart.

He took his lover in his arms and kissed her deeply, catching her lip with his teeth in his lack of care, though Chem only moaned as the trickle of blood slipped into her maw. It was not enough to put her off, the lure of something rougher, something more carnal still, driving her to jump into his arms, challenging him to hold her. Of course, the demon side of Kao was far stronger than the Kao that she remembered, even if things were not quite as they seemed as yet.

"Oh, Kao," she growled. "You're hard... So fucking hard..."

Sex was not the time for sweetness and light words to be exchanged as he moaned into her mouth, reclaiming her muzzle in a lustful, longingly deep kiss. Never again would the demon be without his partner, the dragoness that he should never have left behind, though he had laid his mark another and placed his claim over Fyr, his sister, all the same. She had been entertaining in her own kind of way but the dragoness in his arms, laid back on his bed with her skirt falling about her waist, revealing that she was not wearing any underwear, was better than she could ever be for him.

She was probably listening even then as he pushed between her legs, delving his tongue into her honey pot as she squealed and tried to muffle her cries. It was one time that she would think, in the ranch house, that she had to quiet her enjoyment of him, but never again would she have to silence herself in the name of keeping something else under wraps, her legs lifting to his shoulders and pushing over as his tongue dove into her snatch. All it took was the tip of his claw tugging her panties to the side to let his tongue in, slurping and lapping, swirling his tongue up and around her clit with a sort of hungry need that made her heart pound all the more desperately for him.

"Please, Kao..." She squirmed but his paw on her lower abdomen held her firmly in place for him, for his pleasure alone. "I can't take this teasing, just fuck me already!"

Her juices stained his muzzle as he lifted his head, the lamp on the bedside table a little scuffed from the last time it had been knocked off but still illuminating the room serviceably.

"As you wish, my queen..."

"Ohhh..."

For she was his queen and forever would be as he threw every last care he may have had to the wind and ripped through her shirt with both paws, claws rending and tearing as they pleased. Her skirt was in tatters but that no longer even mattered against the driving pound of his cock entering her, his clothes disappearing, nothing separating the touch of scales from each other.

Chemical would have screamed if he had not kissed her then, but there was a new taste in her mouth, something flowing from his teeth. Her brow would have furrowed if there was not so much else more pleasurable going on, managing to wriggle and get her legs around his waist, for he felt too good inside her to let him slide out before she'd gotten off on his dick. No, she wanted her high, his smooth, uncut length fitting her perfectly, and everyone knew that what Chem wanted she always got for her own.

That would have to change, however, as she would be brought into a new way of thinking: an enhancement to her personality rather than something that would wipe it from all manner of existence. His cock drove into her as she squeezed down around him, muffled cries lost in his maw, yet there was more to come, so much more, and Chemical would have everything that she could ever have dreamed of and more by the end of the night.

Her head spun, fading, drifting, not quite feeling as if she was present in that moment, even though the dragoness was sure that she was there. She could feel his cock inside her and clenched around him, wanting more, hungry for it. The gnawing ache in the pit of her stomach had never been there before but she had to see it through, had to have it, had to take his seed inside her needy pussy. There was no other way for it as she moaned over and over again, hardly aware of what she was doing, her hips pinned suitably to the bed so that her stud of a drake could fuck her just as he pleased.

He knew what he was doing, every last bit of it, and there was no going back from the point that he had allowed the first drops of his venom to seep from his fangs. They were small, true, but deadly, able to twist and convert, corrupting whoever the venom entered. Of course, he had no wish to truly harm Chemical as he slammed into her, the mattress squeaking under them, the bed frame groaning, though those things were hardly unusual in themselves.

He had to cum, had to see it through, had to release her muzzle as she cried out, his paw clamping shut around her muzzle. She had to be quiet and yet his venom was already working away inside her, slipping down her throat, easing her inhibitions to the point that it was quite as if they may as well have never even have existed at all. Kao's heart surged. Where was the sense and the point in holding back, after all, when there were so many pleasures to be taken in the world?

He was glad that he had been turned into a demon to experience that for himself, the lack of anything holding him back as he ploughed on aggressively into whatever future it was that he pleased to take. And, soon, Chemical would feel that too, even though he did not have the capability in him to turn her into a demon.

The drake snarled, snapping, not caring how loud he was, for he knew that no one in the household would care how rough he was with her. Chemical wouldn't either if her muffled moans were anything to go by, her muscles a little slacker, everything about her a little looser, giving in to him. No longer was there any resistance to be had as his body readied his fangs for the penultimate bite, the moment that would matter more than anything else, driving in with long, powerful strokes, the rhythm as much a part of him as he was in control of it.

Harder and faster: there was no holding back. She would have to take every one of his rampant, pounding thrusts if she was to become his, truly his. Chemical squealed and he didn't even bother to muffle her cries that time, already lifting his wings in triumph as he slammed into her, each thrust of his hips rocking the bed back against the wall. If the others had not known what they were doing in there, they surely would then, but Kao knew that that was not something to worry about even if Chemical did not. The dragoness, however, did not have any words left with which to tell him to be quieter, which suited him just fine, venom dripping from his fangs as he brushed them down over the bare, exposed scales of her shoulder.

It was not or never.

Orgasm hit him and he roared, clamping his teeth down over her shoulder as he bit hard and deep, teeth sinking into muscle as his venom flowed forth. She would be left sore in the morning from such a passionate mating bite but it was no worse than the dragoness had ever had before in sex, passions sometimes getting out of hand between the two of them even before he'd been a demon. Yet she could not deny the cold shot of venom as it lanced into her bloodstream, a stark contrast to the hot outpouring of cum flooding her pussy, spurt after spurt seeding her full, oozing and bubbling down the length of her stud dragon's cock.

She was lost to him, knowing nothing else, seeing all, her lover above her, the blue of his scales filling her vision. Chemical opened her maw several times, gasping for air, but there was nothing that the dragoness could do as she was bred and filled. Something pushed out and out and out inside her, swelling within, but it was not his cock, pouring through her entire body, coming from everywhere and nowhere at all, all at once. Her mind could not keep up with it all even as she moaned and whimpered and cried out for Kao all the while, his venom flooding her veins.

It struck deep and hard and there was nowhere for the dragoness to go but down into its embrace, needing him, wanting him. Everything was wonderful, she couldn't see it in any other way, perfect as she was, panting and heaving, her breasts rolling with the snatch of each and every breath that she managed to drag in. Although she howled out loud and cried out brokenly, he was still thrusting and grinding, pumping her full as his teeth dug in, securing her in the stringent grasp of the mating bite.

Chem could not have told for quite how long it lasted, only that she clawed at what breath she could in the aftermath, her lover's teeth sunk into her shoulder as she lay there whimpering. She turned her head to him as Kao released her, her eyes shining with love for him, and kissed him deeply when his lips parted in acceptance of her offering. Their tongues tangled and all was right with the world as his cock, very slowly, softened inside her, allowing a drooling slop of cum to messily ooze from her.

Still, rest had to be head too, her head falling back on the pillows as Kao kissed the point where he'd bitten, cradling her head, stroking her muzzle.

"You're going to love this," he murmured to her, though the words washed over Chemical as if she was in a dream. "Everything... Everything I did, it was all for you."

What that meant would become apparent in time but all the dragoness could manage was a yawn that showed off a flash of white teeth in her dark muzzle, turning her nose into the pillows and snuggling.

"Mmm... Gotta sheep...schweep..."

Kao chuckled.

"Sure thing, sweetie, but I'll be here when you wake up."

Quiet moments stretched into the night, Kao's heart leaping, cherishing and congratulating himself for what he had done even though it had not truly come to sweet fruition as yet. But soon, very soon.

Moments passed, seconds slipping away. Yet he did not need to catch them in his claws when everything he could have ever wanted was already there ready for him.

"Kao?"

Fyr didn't want to look, hardly dared to look, knocking twice and opening the bedroom door a crack. There was never much good that went on behind closed doors in her family, not anymore.

Her brother was in bed with his girlfriend, which was not entirely unusual, but he hardly knew what to think of the scene she found before her. Chemical was flat out on the bed, her legs slightly splayed, a drool of cum oozing from her pussy. Fyr blushed. She wasn't meant to see that. She knew she wasn't meant to see that. There was one thing to be had when it came to voyeuristic pleasures and spying and another entirely when it came to doing it absolutely against someone's will, for she could not imagine Chemical being okay with it.

"I should go... But she'll know we heard... You can lie and say we went out, okay?"

Even then Fyr was trying to problem-solve, to make everything okay again when it really was not her job to. She should have known that but it was hard to not take everything on her shoulders when she was the running head of the household, the one who made everything happen in a good way, not a sexual, kinky way like the rest of them. Fyr swallowed hard. Like Ropes. He was the one at the top, truly, but he didn't deal with finances like she did, what she did every day ensuring that they had a good life for themselves there, something that they never had to worry about ever again.

"Come here."

Fyr froze.

"What?"

It was a stupid question, a very stupid question, but she could not say anything else with her breath caught in her throat like that, heart pounding, blood roaring in her ears. It was not a moment that she had expected to come so swiftly with Chemical on the bed, yet her legs had already jerked themselves into motion, operating entirely without the open consent of her mind.

She had to go to him, for there was no other option but to obey, her master standing above her as she found herself folding, collapsing, dropping to her knees like a stone. Fyr winced, not even able to slow her fall, the thump surely enough to wake Chemical, though she could only be glad that she had clothes on still, however loose they were to allow for her pregnant belly and her own comfort.

The cool of his room brought her nipples to a subtle rise, showing through the front of her evening shirt, no bra underneath to conceal them. She could have hoped that Kao would not see but she would have been a fool to think that: he saw everything that he wanted to.

Her brother didn't tell her to take her shirt off and neither did he strip her himself but instead presented a hard length of dragon-meat to her lips. Fyr tried to turn away but her brand flared up in a flash of pain all over again and in her cry his cock was found, driving straight up into the back of her throat. The dragoness hacked and gagged around him, eyes streaming; it had been a while since he had been that rough with her, rough enough to make her bend to his will in a split second. For that was all it took.

It didn't matter to her that Chemical was right there on the bed and that she was sucking her boyfriend's cock. It just didn't. It should have, but it didn't, and there was nothing that Fyr could do about it as she leaned in and sucked him deeply up into her mouth, tongue winding around, squeezing and massaging, flirting with the idea of drawing him deeper still. There was only so much of the dragon's cock, much to her dismay, and his obedient little cock-slut could only suck and suck, slurping on his dick as if she saw nothing else before her eyes but him, forever and always.

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