The Smell of Lov... Octavia

Tuesday:

Sebastian walked through the door of the Scale Breaker gym. The gym is a 24 hour establishment which worked perfect for him. Having made a New Year's resolution to get into shape he preferred the anonymity of a 2 am workout over prime time hours. Scales was a large and state of the art facility. Upon entering a digital assistant scanned his card authorizing his ability to use the services free from prying eyes. An eerie quiet pervaded the place, only broken by the periodic hum of a machine. It was perfect. Or at least he thought it was.

This was his second month coming. And he was starting to see results. He had never seen another person here at this hour but as soon as he entered the main atrium he noticed that there was something different about his perfect paradise. Was someone here? In the back doing squats was a woman? Well sort of. Her skin was a deep onyx black, with an undeniable sheen. She wore a pink jumper and sweats as she lifted an ungodly set of weights with ease. Her back and thighs tighten under the weight. With practiced ease she lifted the weight from her shoulder laying it on the ground gently.

Sebastian can't keep himself from staring. He knows what this is. It's a dragon. A quiet groan escapes his throat as he considers leaving and coming back in an hour in hopes that she will be gone. Warring with himself she turns noticing him now for the first time. His eyes bulge as he sees her from the front. Her chest behind her jumper is absolutely huge, thick nipples poke through the cloth invitingly. But below those breasts is an even larger monster. Loosely contained in her sweats there is an obvious outline of a cock.

Seb turns to go, a chill running through him as he doesn't know how to deal with this mass of taboos and abnormalities. But as he does she waves. A kind smile across her face as she crosses the floor. "Hey, I didn't think anyone else would come this late at night! I'm Octavia."

From a distance she didn't seem that imposing... but as she approaches it is apparent that she towers over Seb by a good two feet. Behind her an equally imposing tail bobs back and forth, agile in nature it wraps around a nearby water bottle as she comes face to face with Seb.

Caught in social niceties Sebastian pauses, "Yeah, i usually am tuesday, thursday. So I guess we haven't seen each other before." He stares up into her face, it is obvious that she is at least seven and a half feet tall. He feels both intimidated and frustrated that his work out is interrupted by this freak. His body twitches slightly as he tries to find a tactful way to extricate himself from the situation.

"I was--"

"Well I'm glad that you're here," she says with a disarming smile. "I wanted to do the bench press but didn't have anyone to spot me. Care to help? And after that I can help you with your workout. I know I always do better when I have someone who pushes me." Sebastian notices something behind her smile but can't quite place it. He rolls his eyes a bit but can't find a reasonable excuse.

"Yeah sure, I guess maybe for a set or two," Seb says uncomfortably.

Octavia either not noticing or more likely not caring for the puny human's discomfort leads him to the bench press. "Alright, I need you to take all the weights from station 5 and 6 and bring them over. I'll get the ones from 3 and 4."

It takes Sebastian a moment to grasp her full meaning as she starts taking ALL of the weights from the other bench presses. As she returns she starts to layer the weights increasing the weight more and more. Seb starts to bring over the requested weights in batches, his strength obviously inferior to this... creature's.

After the weights are applied Octavia starts to lift. Seb takes the spotting position but quickly realizes that if this woman needs help with these weights he would do very little to actually help her. She reaches 20 reps and sweat starts to bead against her forehead, dripping down her cheeks and down her shirt. The scent has a too sweet smell that bristles gently against his nose. He shakes it off as he hears the click of the weights sliding back into place.

"Well that was fun, great workout today," Sebastian says as he makes for the door. Trying to escape before she can rope him into anything else. Bursting through the front door he races to his car and speeds home. As he does he notices that her sweet, sour smell seems to linger in his nose.

Thursday:

Seb sits in his car. It's Thursday, 3 am. No other cars are in the parking lot. He waited an additional hour. No one should be here. He slides from his car and heads inside. The familiar sounds and smells are a comfort to him as he tries to get back into the rhythm of things. The treadmill is first. He starts it slow but soon finds his stride. Turning on his go to exercise mix he closes his eyes and lets his legs take him where he needs to go. The stress of the last couple days melt away as he loses himself in the trance of exercise. Right, left, right, left, right.

The timer goes off and he absently slows the machine. Opening his eyes he sees a pair of scaly, clawed hands holding the side of the machine. "You've got great stamina for a human. I'm impressed," says the dragon with a smile.

"Uh yeah, thank you," Sebastian replies as he tries to keep his disappointment out of his voice

"You ran out of here pretty quickly tuesday. Makes me think that I made you uncomfortable," Octavia says with clear directness.

Trapped. Seb tries to think of the most convincing lie that he can think of, "Sorry about that, I just wasn't feeling well and I didn't want to be sick all over the equipment."

A sly smile crosses her face. "That's alright. Well if you're feeling better why don't I help you today instead."

Sebastian opens his mouth to protest but can't think of a convincing reason against it. Taking his silence as consent Octavia grabs his hand and pulls him to the leg press. "You missed leg day right? Why don't we do a couple of sets and see if we can push you a bit."

Seb nods as he climbs onto the bench. Octavia starts to apply weights. 100... 150... 200 pounds, "uh, Miss, or--"

"You can call me Octavia."

"Octavia, I think that might be too much for me." Seb complains as she adds another 50 pounds.

"Nonsense, how can you know what is too much unless you push yourself to the limit!" she adds another 50 and Sebastian's legs start to buckle. "Now, let's push your limits! Lift!"

With no way out Sebastian pushes as hard as he can feeling his own muscle scream from the stress. But to his surprise he does it.

"Again!" Comes Octavia's commanding voice

Seb shakes his head weakly when he feels a sudden slap across his cheek. It's not particularly hard but it breaks his focus. He sees her long prehensile tail above him as she repeats

"Again!"

Sebastian slowly bends his legs and then pushes up again using all his strength to complete the rep. Sweat starts to form as he breathes heavily.

"Again!" Calls his towering task master. Instead of risking more pain he complies. She pushes him for two more reps before his legs visibly weaken

With the fifth completed Octavia removes the weights with a broad smile, "Hell yeah. You did it skinny!"

Seb doesn't know how to take her comment as he attempts to stand and ends up going to his knees instead. He feels a warm gentle hand catch him and bring him into a familial embrace. She presses him into the small of her arm and armpit. "You did so good!" She says as Seb is thrust quickly into a mixture of sweet and sour musk. The same powerful scent that lingered before. He tries to push away but finds himself trapped especially with his legs like jello. He forces another breath in, and a small quiver shoots and tingles inside him as her smell gently caresses his nostrils.

She lets go. What felt like an hour to Sebastian was only really two seconds in her grasp. "Let's do this again! Same time next week and maybe we can actually put some meat on those bones!" She says playfully as she slaps his ass and makes her way outside

Monday:

It's out of his normal schedule. But hopefully if he switches things up life can just go back to normal and he can have his normal gym time at Scales. His mind over the weekend was driven back frequently to the scene with Octavia. First of all she just makes him uncomfortable, pushing him and being nice. But then again it was kind of cool having someone cheering, praising and egging you on. Worst of all though was the smell being pulled into her armpit. It seemed to just linger. It wasn't until well into the weekend that he felt he could smell anything else but what her sweaty pits smelled like.

In any case he was here now and he was going to make the best of it. He entered paying no attention to the world around him because right there in the middle of doing probably her 1000th chin up was that fucking dragon.

She hops down, her normal disarming smile doing anything but actually putting him at ease.

"Seb? Right? I saw your gym bag when you left last time. I'm so glad you're back so soon. I missed my little gym buddy," She says, emphasizing the word little. "What do you want to work on today? Lats, gluts, maybe give those arms some definition? You may not know I'm actually a personal trainer. I could walk you through a tight little sequence to really get results! Well as long as you're willing to obey my orders."

Sebastian has no idea how to respond to this. On one hand he finds this person wholly unsettling but her kind words and wish to push him to be better seem to strike something deeper inside him. Also free personal trainers is not something to discount out of hand. He takes a deep breath slowly trying to accept that no matter what he seems to be resigned to exercise near this woman, might as well exercise with her and get the most out of it.

"Sure," he finally says after a long belated pause.

Octavia's eyes alight with fire as she walks him through an intense workout routine. Pushing him farther and farther she works him to his core. He soon learns that anytime he slows or hesitates it means he might get whipped and any mild success seems to be met with excited jabs and all too familiar hugs.

After an hour they are both spent. Sweat drips off them like rain as they complete their final set. Seb can barely walk as he leans against a nearby wall. "Holy fuck. That was intense."

"Yeah it was Sebby, but I'm proud of you. Also that's like the most I've heard you say the whole time you've been coming here."

After taking a few breaths Octavia mentions "Hey I got the key to the sauna, got the key right here, she dangles it from a finger on a ring, "Owners privilege" she chuckles, "Want to go relax a bit? There's nothing like it after some intense training."

Sebastian considers this and his new understanding that Octavia is the owner of Scale Breaker. This had been the best work out he had in the last two months and he wouldn't want to disappoint the owner. He'd never been to a sauna and didn't know what to expect. He thought why the hell not. But it came out more like, "Yeah, I guess, Sure."

Led by Octavia Seb heads toward the sauna. He follows behind her, he finds it hard not to look at her ass in the windows where he can as her tail swishes side to side as she walks. She steps inside and starts to disrobe. Pulling off her pump jumper.

"Alright, Sebby! Rules of the sauna, towels only. Take your clothes off or I'll take them off for you!" Octavia laughs cheerfully.

Seb is unsure if she's joking or not but decides not to find out. As she sheds her jumper like she would her skin periodically. Seb is in awe not having seen her muscles before as she always has her sweats donned. Her pure unbridled strength is on display. Her arms are thick and pulse with an afterglow from the pump. Her giant tits seem to be even more prominent behind her sports bra. It strains to keep her covered. Her perfect looking breasts accenting her defined muscles. Seb's thought train is interrupted by Octavia "Hey turn around perv," she smirks knowing Seb has been staring too long.

He quickly turns around. He hears the sound of her taking her sweat pants off then her bra and underwear. He wishes nothing more than to turn around and see her in her full glory but is frozen, scared of persecution and what she might do with her muscles if he angers her.

Seb feels a tap on his shoulder, Octavia has a towel covering herself. "Your turn to be stared at" octavia gives a smirky side laugh waiting for Seb to get into a towel too.

Seb suddenly feels a deep thought bubble into his mind. He still has his cage on, he thinks to himself, what am i gonna do shes gonna find out i'm a total weirdo. He takes off his shirt panicking. "Thats it hahaha" Octavia is leaning against the wall enjoying the awkwardness exuding from Seb.

Seb can't think of anything, "Ca... can you turn around please?" he asks tentatively.

"Haha well only cos you asked so nicely" Octvia says teasingly slowly turning around quickly glancing back around teasingly.

Seb quickly whips off his other clothes, eyes darting back to her making sure she doesn't see anything he wouldn't want her to. He takes a towel holding it in front of himself, drops his pants and quickly wraps himself in the towel of safety. He breathes a sigh of relief that octavia hadn't turned around as a joke or anything.

"Im done, yo... you can turn around now."

Octavia spins around "Haha thats it Sebby, look at you, I reckon you've gotten bigger since we met." Seb has no words as he realises what he's agreed to, some indeterminate time stuck with octavia alone, the stress creeps in, what if i get hard? What if she sees my cage?. The thoughts swirl in his mind.

Octavia holds the door open leaning across the door so Seb would have to walk under her arm to get in, he waits but Octavia is obviously waiting for him to enter first. He does cautiously, as he's almost in Octavia arm swoops down around his neck, she puts him into a head lock and starts giving Seb a noogie "Haha isn't this fun getting to hang out at the gym" she says playfully holding him in place just inside the door.

Seb isn't hearing her though as he was caught off guard and is now slightly panicked, he flails trying to slip her powerful grip. Octavia realises this and pulls him in closer pushing his head into her armpit, she doesn't realise he can barely breathe pushed into her. Octavia thinks that he's faking a struggle to play along. Trapped in the depths of the giant womens pit he's forced to take partial breaths, inhaling the smog that lingers. Seb blindly grabs onto whatever he can find and starts tapping. Octavia realises he's not in a good way and releases the head lock. Seb gasps for air, his face red. "Oh my god I'm so sorry, i thought you were being dramatic" there is a hint of concern on her face.

"No no I'm ok just gimme a second".

They both assume positions in the, smaller than Seb had expected, sauna. He sits next to her with enough room between himself and Octavia to feel comfortable. Octavia loads up the stones with water and the room quickly fills with steam, despite all that's happened Seb relaxes and starts to enjoy the time. Octavia unfortunately has the same idea, she shuffles around and spreads her legs getting closer to him than Seb would like.

It doesn't take long for Seb to build up a sweat. Octavia is already sweaty and it's only exacerbated by the hot and wet climate. The all too familiar scent begins to fill his nose, he didn't think Octavia could smell any more pungent than before, but it seems her sweat smell is now permeating through the entire room. As the time passes Seb cant take it, the smell is so strong it's as if he'd been plunged into her armpit again, its inescapable. "So how long do you usually hang out in the sauna?" he asks, trying to hint that it's time to go.

"Oh usually like half an hour," Octavia responds.

Seb glances at his watch, it's been 10 minutes. The smell of her is gross, no wait..... now its what? Slightly sweet? Maybe a little more pleasant than it just was. Seb is reminded of all the times Octavia has been sweet and nice to him. His thoughts drift to her, her tits and ass. He starts leaking, the raw sexuality of Octavia is immense.

He snaps out of it momentarily, what's happening, he hadn't thought of her like this before, he quickly checks to see if Octavia is looking, she's not, He grabs the edge of the towel and dabs leak hopefully the prying eyes of Octavia don't notice. He turns around again and she's looking at him. "Having a little trouble there Sebby?" there's her tell tale smirk again. "I wouldn't worry about it, i'm sure there isn't much down there to worry about anyway" she chuckles before turning back forward.

Seb, caught in the act, goes red and starts feeling light headed, "Ahh sorry I just uhhh..." he struggles to think of an excuse, there isn't anywhere to go with this. "I wasn't thinking of you.. Wait no I mean I... I not I didn't mean that" Seb feels confused, why did he say something so stupid.

Oh god she's gonna think I'm a total pervert now. Seb turns inwards feeling stupid and freezes up. Octavia turns back to Seb putting the pieces together in her head. She quickly turns forward not knowing what to say, hoping that if she acts as if she hadn't heard maybe things will get better. To think that this guy had been checking her out this entire time, she wonders if he has feelings for her. That would explain the awkwardness around being in the sauna together. She feels her towel raising, oh shit i'm getting hard she thinks. She awkwardly crosses her legs hoping Seb didn't see her erotic display.

The embarrassment is too much for Octavia. She thinks to herself, how could I be aroused by such a tiny human, not even the same species as me and definitely not enough to satisfy me, she grows flush in the face, her body heat rising from both awkwardness and arousal. She gets up, lying and saying "Oh man I forgot I gotta write something up for work, hope you don't mind me ditching".

Sebs blurts "Oh n.. no problem i'll see you next session", secretly glad she's leaving but also wondering what she's thinking, almost positive it isn't good. As she leaves he resigns himself to being labeled a pervert and eventually kicked out of the gym. His head is swimming, is it from her musk?

His head is not in the right place he tries to get up stumbling slightly realising the sauna and everything that's happened has put him in quite the state. As he gets up he sees the distinct outline of sweat where Octavia's ass was, and there's other patches too? What are... Oh my god, he thinks her balls and cock had left sweat patches on the seat.

He looks over his shoulder, curious of what it might smell like and not thinking straight he approaches the spot where she was sitting. He gets on his knees and puts his nose close, the smell is... surprisingly nice? He slowly pokes his tongue out, stops himself and looks over his shoulder once more. His thoughts are of octavia walking back in, but she had something to do, it should be fine right?

He thinks back to the patches and forces his face into her sweat, it smells amazing and the taste is unlike anything, he sits there lapping up Octavias remains the smell filling his nose. If Seb was in a bad way before he's now musk drunk. There is no sign Octavia ever sat there, now only Sebs saliva remains.

He stumbles to the door, his vision blurred from spending far too long in the sauna most likely, or did her smell play a part. He checks his watch, when did I get in here? How long has it been? He has no idea. He thinks to himself, I just have to shower and I'll be fine, I just need to clean off myself then I can go home. He grabs his bag and swigs water, it doesn't help the confusion. Making his way to the showers he sits down and starts to prepare himself, still in his towel.

The hot water hits Octavia in just the perfect way. The showers at the scales were always perfect as they accommodated people of her size. The warm water cascades down her naked form. Her body tingles with pent up energy as she realizes that Sebastian probably likes her. She smiles to herself as she lathers her body. She cleans her juicy breasts, taking time to feel their heft and twist her nipples a bit. Small little jolts of energy flow down to her large, semi engorged cock. She washes her cock feeling up and down her length. I low growl hisses past her lips as she feels the pent up lust and desire in her enormous cock.

She strokes it almost absentmindedly as she imagines taking advantage of Sebs interest in her.

Maybe in time she could fuck that tight ass of his. Maybe she could give him a cum shower. She thinks as she chuckles to herself.

She washes the sweat and grime from her body and disappointedly leaves the shower. Dressed in some undergarments Octavia walks out of the showers only to see a semi disoriented Sebastian walking toward her and sitting down on the benches in the changing area. A wicked smile crosses her lips. It looks like she may get her chance sooner than she thinks.

His blurred vision does him no favours as he sees a black figure approach him, no wait black and purple, oh shit what is Octavia doing in here he thinks. "Get lost or something Sebby?" she looks a little puzzled as far as Seb can tell.

"What do you mean?" Seb replies, perplexed.

"I mean you're in the wrong bathroom silly," she says. Seb's double vision momentarily focuses and he sees she's in her undergarments. He looks at her and starts leaking once more not thinking that she might see, not that it was in his control anyway.

Octavia looks down at the small puddle beginning to accumulate at Seb's feet. The tell tale smell of cum wafts up to her sensitive nostrils. The smell is pungent, but nowhere near as potent or pungent as her own.

Sebastian starts to stand. Confused, he thinks I'm in the wrong bathroom. I need to find the right one. But a powerful hand starts to leads him away

As they walk Octavia's sense of smell picks up something else lingering on Sebastian. She can easily point out that he smells very distinctly like herself. Not just around him, her musk tends to do that, but all over his face and in his mouth. A wicked grin crosses her face as an idea starts to form. Let's see how far I can push him. How far he will go to smell me. "What's with all the leaking Seb? Something got you all hot and bothered?" Octavia pesters.

Confused and disoriented Sebastian blinks a few times trying to make sense of everything. "Wait what?" Sebastian thinks, unable to really create a coherent thought. He looks down and sees a continuous stream of cum right behind them. He blushes a deep rosy red. He feels humiliated and deep down he just wants to run to his car. But he doesn't even know where his car is. In fact being this close to Octavia and smelling her distinctive smell he slowly starts to not be able to think anything at all.

As she continues to drive him he finds he isn't entirely in control as he leans into Octavia. His head bends to the side a bit searching for her armpit of his own volition to try and smell her again. He gets a sweet patch and he breathes in her powerful musk. Even though she showered a faint distinctive sweet pungent smell remains.

Octavia notices that Seb is leaning more into her. Trying to support him as they walk she notices that he's not having trouble walking.... He's trying to smell her armpit again. She smiles crookedly and opens up more to him. Letting his comparatively little frame into the warm embrace of her pit. He moans audibly and as he does she starts to secrete her essence in more earnest. Curious what this might do to the brain of a mushy human.

Sebastian finds himself enveloped in the warm embrace of Octavia. He doesn't know where he is any more. All he knows is that smell is back. Becoming stronger. He doesn't understand why he didn't realize it earlier, this is the perfect scent. This is his favorite smell. He muses on this before finally being sucked from this warm embrace. He opens his eyes and sees that he is in the confines of an inclosed shower.

Octavia towering, commanding form blocks the only way out. "You need to shower. Face away from me and take off your towel. I'm going to help you get clean. But you need to face away from me at all times. Is that clear?"

Sebastian gives a half hearted, half dazed nod. "No say it," She commands almost in a growl.

"I will face away at all times." He repeats. The fog around him only seems to deepen and for a moment he doesn't even know if that was him who said those words. Seb drops his towel, a small distant pang of awkwardness and worry pass through him, but at this point he is so far gone they may have been just a gentle whisper as he turns on the hot water.

The shower is small and enclosed. The exit is small enough for one person to enter or exit. A bench spans the side of the small room. On the end of the bench is a small soap dish with a bar of soap for general use. As Sebastian faces away from Octavia she places herself primely in the doorway. Her thick body and tail prevented any kind of escape attempts. In the back of his mind a small distant voice whispers to get out. But that voice is quickly drowned out by the tender sweet smell of this kind, generous dragon.

Water starts to pour over Sebastian and he fumbles around for the soap. As he does Octavia sees the small glint of metal against his flesh. "What's this Sebastian? Are you some kind of pervert? Is this why you've been leaking so much?" Seeing his caged cock only sends her further down this path. This need to use and dominate this cute little human. She feels her cock start to harden as she watches his embarrassed reaction. Seb looks down. His cock is a dribbling fountain of precum. He tries to wrap his brain around this because he's never had it this bad before.

He tries to form the words. But all thoughts are becoming more and more difficult now. "I, um, I just haven't cum in a really long time. That's all. That's why I'm leaking." He pauses for a bit. The thoughts take ages to form. "I can clean it up when I'm done."

There's a deep, sonorous chuckle from within Octavia as she says, "Oh, Sebby I'll make sure of that. Among other things."

Soap in hand he turns back around to start washing when he feels a distinctive whip across his ass. It's playful, but still very painful. "Sebastian. You broke a rule. You turned around. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you now." He tried to speak but he couldn't quite get the words out. "Yes, my little Sebby, punishment for not obeying. Get on your knees and crawl over to me. Now!"

Sebastian doesn't know what to do or think. With a guiding hand Octavia firmly pushes her new plaything to the ground. On the ground Seb looks up at the towering form of this dragon goddess. She tears off her undergarments leaving bare her perfect breasts and her thick, imposing cock. She poses slightly showing off her perfect physique and utters one single word of command, "Come."

Sebastian's will has become completely overridden now as he crawls forward. He can smell it again. The delicious, sweet and wonderful taste. He brushes his face against her thick veiny cock. Clawed fingers grip his head as he gets closer to her center. She buries his head into her balls giving him the privilege of smelling and tasting them at their source. The words that flow through her are almost hypnotic in nature as he nuzzles her crotch affectionately. "I'm going to mark you now Seb. I'm going to make you my obedient little musk slut.

"You're going to crave my smell. You're going to do absolutely everything I tell you all for the chance to be back here buried here again against my balls. I'm going to mark you so no one will ever want you again. Because you're my property. And everyone will be able to smell it on you and know. Are you ready to be marked, slave?"

Sebastian gives an emphatic nod. The hazy cloud of disorientation dissipates. Octavia is his owner. Everything is clear now. Everything makes more sense. As he nods, Octavia gives a low rumbling hum of satisfaction. Her tail smoothly caresses the back of Sebastian. It's agile, twisting nature wraps around his legs securing him to the spot.

Sweat and something pungent seems to secrete from her balls. As they do he feels something change within him. He feels the stink sinking into the skin on his face. something that he doesn't wholly understand yet. "You are my slave now Seb. Breathe it in deeply. Let it consume your senses and your entire being. From now on you don't need a pathetic cage to control your orgasms. I control them now. You will only ever cum when I tell you that you can cum."

In a single motion she shoves him away from the safe warm comfort of her balls. Laying naked on the shower floor she stood above him. Towering above his face Octavia demands "Where's the key slave?"

Sebastian zones in and out. All he wants is to taste her cock and breath in her musk. His new goddess lays a careful clawed foot on his locked cock, pressing just hard enough. "Key, now!" Pain shoots through the babbling Seb as awareness creeps in slowly.

Seb manages to say, "I.... I... don't have it any more. It's lost. That's why I can't take it off."

The dragon snorts with derision, "Fine, I will take it off myself. I will not be denied. And while I do, you can service my ass and think about your actions." With that Octavia slowly lowers her ass onto Sebastian's face. "I saw you lusting after my ass earlier, now you can give it the proper respect I deserve."

The huge dragon moans in pleasure as she dominates her prey. Her tail wraps around his head and neck pinning him to her preventing any kind of escape. Meanwhile her cock rests on his chest and stomach. Its weight and girth impossibly huge so much so it almost reaches down to Seb's locked cock. The dom takes her time. Enjoying the feeling of utterly dominating this pathetic man.

Seb gasps in arousal and fear as he sees the ass he's been admiring from afar close the distance. As it comes closer the distinctive musk of his mistress is even more powerful. Soon his entire head is swallowed up by her ass. The warm, pungent environment becomes his whole world as he struggles for air. He weakly sticks out his tongue. Tasting the sensitive bud of her fragrant hole. She lifts herself and wonderful cool oxygen rushes in. He breathes deep as he hears her instructions, "Tongue fuck my ass, now slave!" As her ass slams back down on his body.

The powerful dragoness wraps her long tongue around his locked cock. The flat cage preventing most stimulation. She can smell his desperation from here. Ever so gently she takes his cock into her mouth. Her teeth like diamonds snap the metal like it's made of cheap plastic. His cock almost instantly grows to full mast. Sebastian moans deeply from within the prison of his tormentor's ass. Finally free! It's the greatest feeling to be able to let his cock stretch and grow to its full height.

He groans in gratitude giving up some of his precious air as he redoubles his efforts to lick her ass. Soon the mixture of the potent musk and lack of air start to take their toll. He slowly starts to lose consciousness as the musk of her ass starts to replace the oxygen in his lungs.

As he has his first erection in a long time every sensation seems to be magnified. Her touch is electric, sending spasms along his legs. The passion and situation is too exciting. Seb reaches around her thigh and starts to stroke her thick, black cock. At his touch her cock twitches and pulses with need.

Soon he can't take much more as he loses air in the last moments of consciousness he taps her ass hoping she realises he's struggling. She lifts her magnificent ass from his face and he gasps. Strings of spit and arousal drip from her and connect his mouth to her pussy. She laughs at his red face and closeness to passing out. She breathes in deep. He smells like her. A faint smile crosses her lips as she knows that this is a smell that can't just be washed off.

"How does it feel to be able to finally have a cock again Seb?"Seb shutters a bit, the sexual experience sending him even further down this trance.

"My musk is a powerful thing. I can put dragons in an intense sexual daze. Sometimes I've found in this mindset they become very suggestible. I can even keep them from cuming all together. I didn't think that my musk would affect a human though, it normally doesn't. Now that you've got me all hot and bothered with all that ass love. I think it's time I take you. Hard."

Octavia pins him easily against the wall. She turns around to face Seb, a loving hand runs down his cheek, she licks the strands of wet from his face, she wraps her hands around his waist and hoists him upwards. He isn't surprised she can lift him so easily, he feels cradled and safe in her arms. She takes a step towards the wall sandwiching him between here and the wall, his legs dangle to the side as Octavia spreads them.

Her breasts bounce and glisten hypnotically as she moves herself and him with grace. In this position Sebs cock is resting on hers, he feels inferior this close. Her cock is awe inspiring from this angle, it's almost touching Sebs chin. Every few seconds it throbs like a sexual metronome, each time the bead of precum gets a little larger. When it reaches the size of a grape the surface tension breaks and runs down the middle of their 2 cocks.

Slowly she rubs them together, stimulating him gently. Her long tongue snakes from her mouth as she teases the heads of both cocks at the same time. Sebastian screams in pleasure as his orgasm tries to surge through his cock. "Not yet," Octavia whispers. "I've gotta get a whole lot more mileage out of you before we're done".

Seb's mind grows confused, why is it feeling less good now? I wanna cum so bad but cant? I was right on the edge just before and now....? Sensing his confusion Octavia lets him in on her secret, "My pheromones do more than just make you horny, it's also possible to numb someone to pleasure, usually used to deter mates, but I like to get creative".

Sebs begs "Please please, I need release, please let me cum, there's nothing I want more". Octavia just smiles at him before going back to rubbing their cocks together and using her tongue. Seb feels used, he feels no pleasure, this woman is torturing me he thinks, she probably won't even let me cum.

His thoughts are interrupted. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming" hes pulled from his spiralling mindset and focuses on octavia who is grimacing, his balls tense as cum shclops from her cock into his face, she pulses many times eventually covering Seb's entire face and chest. The smell is unlike anything. It's stronger than her armpit or ass was. He wipes the slime from his face taking a look at it, so viscous that it won't even drip from his hand. Octavia is reveling is his discovery, "Go on try it". Seb at first doesn't know what she means, but it soon hits him like a truck, knowing he has no choice he tentatively licks the slime on his hand, it's hot really hot.

He then notices it doesn't even taste bad, maybe actually really good? He takes a large lick, some of it getting stuck to his tongue and throat on the way down. The smell no longer permeating his outsides but also his insides. "Don't get addicted now haha," Octavia chuckles watching this depraved human starting to lap up as much of the cum as he can. Seb is in heaven covered in his new owner's scent, finally letting go and owning it.

"I need more, please Octavia," Seb begs.

She smirks knowing he's completely cum drunk. Some of the cum finally drips from his chest to the floor with a splat. "You can get that later, for now I have my eyes set on something else".

She lifts him slightly, positioning her cock at his exposed hole. Sandwiched against this amazing dragon goddess and the wall there is no escape. Her cock pressing gently, each throb an inviting knock. He knows she could break him in an instant. The pressure increases, a small jab of pain and then, shulp, the head of her cock slips in. Both moan in tandem.

Octavia's desires and lusts start to cloud her brain as she starts to press him down on her monumental cock. His eyes go into the back of his head as he becomes her fuck puppet. His cock throbs and leaks as all of the pleasure starts to melt his mind. Her powerful hand grabs his head and forces it into her armpit, "Smell me. Breath me in. While I break your anal cherry." Seb breaths deep. Her smell is familiar now. Mixed with her powerful cum he feels almost a deep change ring within him. Everything smells of Octavia. And it smells like.... Home.

Seb is thrust out of his revere as his new owner begins to pound his ass with earnestness. He feels it deep in his core. His stomach bulges as he sees her cock moving inside him. Rearranging his insides. Hollowing out a hole for herself in his ass. The pleasure is too intense as he starts to grind back against her cock. "Please, harder. I need it so bad. I need to feel you in me harder." As she starts to ravage his ass her fingers tighten around his body. She knows it is coming close.

"Want to cum, my little human bitch? Beg me for it."

Seb trembles still in a state of cum and musk induced euphoria. "Please. I need to cum so bad. I haven't cum in such a long time. All I want to do is cum and stay here with you and your smell and all that you are."

Octavia chuckles. A part of her is tickled at how easy it was to turn this human into a begging whore. "I'm going to let you feel your cock again. When you're no longer numb, all the pleasure up till now will come crashing against you. You will cum harder than you ever have before. When you do you'll know it was because of me and my cock. I'm going to ruin you, do you understand, no one will ever fuck you or give you pleasure like this unless it is me!" With that she licks his cock gently. All pleasure centers in Seb's brain explode all at once. Cum erupts from his cock, spraying all over his face. His seed is like water compared to her thick powerful cum.

He slumps back, her cock still in his ass she says, "My turn Sebby, it's time to mark you." Holding Seb tightly against her chest Octavia starts to rail him in earnest. It's now about her needs. Her cock. Pressed between her massive tits all he can feel is a radiating warmth from his whole body. He starts to have difficulty breathing as her cock seems to take too much space in his body crushing his lungs.

Then he feels it. Her balls tighten against his ass. The constantly Lewd slapping of balls against ass slows, Miss snaps her head back as pleasure courses through her. She whispers seductively in his ear, "Take my seed, become my little slave and cum slut, that's all you're good for." What feels like gallons of cum begins to fill Seb's well used ass each never ending pump originating from deep in her virile balls.

As she pulls out slowly Seb can feel the thick ooze following her cock, she pauses slightly before going all the way out. The sound of the gallons of cum hitting the ground is both heartbreaking and amazing. Seb can now breathe properly, his lungs not crushed by her cock taking so much of the space in his chest. His ass fails to close leaving him wide open never having taken something so big so quickly. Octavia gently drops him to the floor, "Slaves don't waste seed." There's a devious look in her eyes.

Her tail pushes his head toward the shower floor, he tries to resist but there is no use; her entire body is stronger, including her tail. He's forced to face plant into the 2 inch deep pile of cum that's accumulated. He can't breathe at all but knows what octavia wants. He starts slurping up all he can, desperate to make an opening to breathe from. Octavias tail eases off slightly, Seb has just enough space to breathe but is now half choking from trying to inhale as much cum as possible.

Seb gags on the muck as it sticks to his throat. As he gasps he looks up at her, she's squatting in front of him watching and laughing at him struggling to get it all down. "Stop wasting my time, you've got 7 minutes." Seb isn't sure if shes joking or not but decides not to wait around, hoovering up as much as he can, he's not sure how long its been but the pile is gone now, hes proud to have completed the task, he looks to octavia hoping for some praise but she's sadistically pointing to her cock, Seb realises he's still on the clock and what's worse, hes neglected the very thing that brought him so much pleasure.

In a panicked scramble he starts at her tip licking the pre that has been building from watching him presumably. Then works his way down her shaft. He instinctively uses his hands to lift it getting better angles. "Hands off, I haven't given permission to touch have I?" The words take no time to process and Sebs hands are back on the floor, there wasn't a hint of talking back in his brain, only the task at hand. It doesn't take long to clean her rod as his tight ass had scraped most of it off as she pulled out.

He looks up at her once again screaming on the inside, hoping with all his being that he's in under the time limit. "6 minutes 36 seconds," She exclaims as he breathes a sigh of relief from her words.

Octavia helps him to his feet. She can tell his legs are still numb from the powerful fucking he just received. Kindly she cradles him in her arms. Pressed tightly against her breasts she tenderly starts to wash his body. "You were such a good boy for me. You did so good. Are you ok?" Seb still is shaking a little, the muscles in his body groan from the prolonged awkward position. All he can muster is a nod of the head as he nuzzles even more deeply in her chest.

Finally he speaks, "Yes. That was..... amazing." His breath still comes out as gasps as she cleans his body and rinses it in the nice warm water.

Seb laughs as she places him gently on the bench. "You know when I first met you I was frustrated because I just wanted to work out by myself. And honestly I, I haven't really liked a lot of people of, well, your kind. I'm sorry. That was insensitive. And I'm sorry if I hurt you."

Octavia laughs melodiously sitting next to him. As she sits the bench buckles slightly from her enormous muscles. "It happens, as long as you realize now that we're just like you. Well with maybe a couple of amazing attributes," She says motioning to her still semi erect cock.

"Honestly Seb, I'm kind of impressed. I didn't think you'd get all of that cum down. When I gave you a timer I was kind of just being funny. But you guzzled that cum up like it was your only source of water." Octavia smiles warmly pulling Seb into an embrace letting him melt into her armpit.

"Haha i guess I was in a bit of a state" he says rubbing his shoulder. "Well either that or you really enjoyed my seed. My little cum drinker!" She replies with a mischievous smile.

They sit there in the warmth of the shower for a while. Not talking. Just being content. Sebastian periodically nuzzles and sniffs his goddess. There's a sentiment of really seeing if she is real or not. She readily lets him take in the scents of her body. "You know, life isn't going to be the same from here on out. When I said I was marking you... I meant it. Everyone within 50-60 feet will be able to smell me on you. And they probably won't want to talk to you. Seb you are mine. Are you... ok with that?"

Seb pauses for a bit. Thinking. So much has happened. And now his life would change. A lot. But honestly if he could be with Octavia it wouldn't matter. He realizes he's been quiet for a while. He instead kneels down in response, buries his head into her cock and balls and says, "Definitely. As long as we can be together. Just the two of us."

Octavia smiles and responds, "Of course silly". Seb lights up having assumed octavia would have said no. They get dressed, there is a warm glow on Sebs face and strong connection between them now both mentally and olfactorily. "Alrights Seb guess i'll smell you later," she does finger guns and laughs feeling like a total idiot as they part ways for the night

The next day Seb comes to the gym in the daytime. He goes into the VIP lounge and grabs a protein shake. One of Octavia's personal concoctions, she personally makes it with his favourite kind of protein. Heading out he notices all eyes seem to follow him as he hears whispers about him being the owners new play thing, the scent gives it all away, however Seb knows it isn't true. Octavia had noticed him quite some time ago, her own smell having hit her nostrils the second Seb made it out of his car. He notices Octavia from her perfect smell even before he sees her. He walks over to her and gives her a tender kiss after she allows it by leaning down. She continues her work out and her body glistens from the effort she's already put in. She lifts her pits for Seb to smell and he excitedly presses his nose into her body breathing deeply. "Thank you, Miss," he responds as she goes back to working.