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When it comes to taming a Hellhound, you don't have a lot of choices after all. Although, this actually means that there are options, and they just had to be found.

And this large, green dragon has managed to do that in the best possible way.

He uses the various ... possibilities of the Hellhound for himself. It may be an advantage to have three heads with sharp teeth ... but what use is it if you can't utilize them?

The middle head was not too much of an obstacle. It seemed to be enough to arouse the Hellhound sufficiently. The heavy, musky smell of the male dragon did that almost effortlessly already by itself. And in no time the jaws were blocked, while the Hound's fat cocktongue pushed its way out of the maw. And once the knot blocked the way back, nothing else could be done at all.

That was when it became very obvious that the dragon had one less head to deal with than he had previously thought. As soon as the Hellhound's arousal was strong enough, the mutt's snakecock stirred and pushed its way out of its sheath. It grew bigger and longer, and with a wet "glurp" the cobra's head disappeared deep into the Hound's maw.

And the rest ... well. The dragon also possessed another very weighty argument to completely convince the Hound of his benefits. And this was to be experienced by the demonic Hound beneath his tail, when the Dragon plunged deep into him, widening the tight, canid tail-ring.

All in all, it had been very victorious. And once again ...

"Please, could you just stop talking and get on with the rutting instead?" grumbled the Hellhound's remaining head, pushing his butt firmly against the dragon's shaft. "Did you have a bard for breakfast or what? We do this every week around here. Nobody is surprised by it."

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