Cynder had a mischievous grin on her face as she watched her guests playing with the three butts lining the wall. They had caused her so much grief over the last few days. Their confidence disgusted her. The gall they had to just waltz up to her mate and flirt with him right in front of her. Oh, they deserved this. Seeing them so helpless. So vulnerable. It was simply beautiful.

Biting her lower lip, the former Terror-of-the-Skies found herself rubbing her pussy throughout the ordeal. Relishing in those three being tormented. Not just for the entertainment of her guests, but her own pleasure. Each of them was forced to endure brutal spankings. One dragon was obsessively licking Ember’s feet. While a few males showered Cyrus’ paws with their cum. Poor Starla didn’t even get a fucking. The guests instead chose to dedicate their time towards caning her instead. Cynder wasn’t sure why they chose to exempt her from the sex, but she wasn’t to complain. It was such a joy to watch either way. The sights and sounds drove the dark dragoness to more than one orgasm as she masturbated.

All good things came to an end eventually, however. After the hour mark, all the neighbors left. Some stopping to thank Cynder for the great time before departing. Soon, it was just her and those three wonderfully used asses. The dark dragoness licked her lips and retreated her digits from her dripping hole. An inner part of Cynder scolded her for doing this to them. But she pushed past those feelings. It was done and she had to endure the consequences. The best thing she could do was put on a strong face right now. She stepped forward and admired all three destroyed butts. Muffled panting was heard from the other side of the wall. Cum leaked from Ember and Cyrus. With needy nectar leaking from that cosmic dragoness’ beautiful blue pussy. It was enough to make Cynder’s eyes water.

“Maybe that’ll teach you three to stop flirting with my mate.” Cynder scoffed and swatted her paw on Cyrus’ rump. Earning her a pained yelp from the bound male.

Cynder made her way to the door at the end of the room and opened it. Letting light pour into the crevice. All three dragons looked exhausted. With tear streaks coating their cheeks. Especially Starla. All Cynder could think of was how beautiful the scene looked, despite the guilt in the pit of her stomach. They looked at her with a mixture of fear and another emotion she wasn’t quite sure about. It wasn’t anger, like she had been expecting. No matter. Cynder approached the three of them and undid their bonds one by one. It took some effort, considering how tired and sore they were, but she helped them all out of their wall crevices and into the main room.

“I hope you three learned your lesson.” Stated the dark dragoness. But she was surprised when Ember spoke up. Her voice hoarse yet oddly satisfying to hear.

“Can we do this again sometime?” The pink fire dragoness asked. Wiping the tears from her eyes.

“I wouldn't mind doing that again too.” Admitted Cyrus. Blushing heavily and wincing with each step he took on his sore, sticky feet.

That made Cynder pause for a long moment. Did... did they seriously like that? The inner turmoil she felt was making her feel she had gone too far. Giving them an impossible choice. Either getting a beating from her or being at the mercy of strangers. The dark dragoness had to admit, with her post-climax clarity, she greatly worried they’d hate her. Like so many others seemed to. But standing before them, with them looking at her with hope, it was incredible. They somehow enjoyed their ordeal.

“You want more? Even you, Starla? No one even fucked you.” Asked their bewildered host. The cosmic dragoness, who was shaking like a leaf, slowly nodded.

“I don’t know why... but I really liked that. A lot, actually. But um, could you maybe let them fuck me at least once next time?” The chubby derg requested. Her eyes lowered to the floor.

Cynder blinked a few times. But then a smile crept onto her face. She stepped forward. Getting so close to the cosmic dragoness that their noses were touching. The more chubby female’s breath brushed over her own face. Eyes locked. “No.” Cynder stated coldly. A small whimper escaped the bigger dragoness in front of her. “Because Spyro and I will take care of that afterwards.” She smiled and stepped back.

The three dragons watched their mistress with wide eyes. Like lost hatchlings. Cum dripped onto the floor from Ember and Cyrus’ holes. But no one acknowledged it. All focus was on the former Terror-of-the-Skies.

“I told you that if you endure this, you can go on dates with Spyro under my supervision. Look, I seriously don’t like you three flirting with Spyro willy-nilly. And... maybe I should've at least talked to you guys before locking you in my house. So, let’s try this, then. If you wanna have fun with Spyro, just talk to us first. Okay? And if we can make it work, I can tie you all up again. We can make it a regular thing, if we all communicate better.” Cynder offered and relaxed as she saw them all nodding to her.

“Does this mean we’re all a couple now?” Ember asked with wonder in her eyes.

“I think polygamy is the right word, sweetheart.” Cyrus corrected with a small giggle.

“Hm, let’s just say we’re friends with benefits for now. If things go well, we’ll see where this goes.” Cynder suggested.

Though the dark dragoness yelped when the three slutty dragons rushed forward. Not to attack her like some others have in the past. Instead, they all wrapped their wings around her in a warm group hug. This was... really nice actually. Cynder smiled and found herself hugging them back. They got off to a rocky start, but maybe this was the start of something wonderful. And she was all for it!