(Gay Clop) Dragon Maids (WIP)

>Day Dragon in Equestria
>Garble is chilling with the other dragons
>They are playing king of the hoard, bathing in lava
>Just chilling, as usual
>But he wonders where the hell Fizzle has gone, he's not been around recently
>Come to think of it, he hasn't seen that other dragon either, "Spike", he remembers.
>He decides to go flying around, see what he finds
>After taking off and flying towards Ponyville, he realizes something is new
>There is a house out here! A BIG house, like a mansion!
>He grins evilly, maybe he could burn it?
>He drops down into the wonderful garden landscaping in the front yard
>Grinning at the promise of destruction, he takes a big breath...
"Hey!"
>He whips his head to the side and realizes he's not alone!
>It was Spike! That rookie dragon from before!
>He was currently snipping the hedges, and he was scowling at Garble
"Don't you dare burn these bushes! Master Anon wouldn't allow it!"
>Garble lets his fire die down, not expelling it, just out of surprise
"What the hell? Why you clipping this 'Anon' guy's lawn?"
>Spike grins, pulling out a big, juicy looking ruby
"Because he pays well!"
>Spike grins, Garble looks shocked and then smiles
"D-Do you think I could work for him too? If just for a little while?"
>Spike nods
"Sure! But you can't break anything. Or else you will be punished!"
>Garble nods, too enchanted by the size and shimmer of that gem that Spike whipped out
>He wanted some of that!
>Spike motions for him to come inside the big house, to begin his training...

>Spike and Garble enter the mansion through the service door, near the back
>Right inside the room there are hooks on the wall with girly aprons on them
>Spike grabs one and puts it on, it's white with pink and a little pink heart in the middle
>Garble laughed
"Seriously?"
>Spike looks up
"What? It's the uniform? Are you too insecure to wear it?"
>Grable looks stunned for a second
"Wh- no!"
>Just then, Fizzle walks into the room
>He was wearing an entire maid's outfit, black and white skirt and dress with stockings and everything, even the little hat
"Pff- come on Garble. Don't be such a baby."
>Garble was shocked
>Fizzle had never spoken to him that way. Fizzle was always Garble's "Beta" as it were, his yes-man.
>Now he was insulting him for not wearing a girly maid apron!
>Garble grumbled and grabbed a baby blue apron, it contrasted nicely with his scales
>He put it on, feeling a little exposed on his rear and back after tying the strap
"Great! Let's get cleaning shall we?"
>Spike said with a smile, grabbing a feather duster and handing it to Garble
"I'm baking for Master Anonymous and getting Dinner ready. You go upstairs with Fizzle and clean up the study."
>Garble is confused, and doesn't really like being told and ordered around, especially not by a little dragon, but he doesn't really have any other clue of what was going on
>I mean, he was getting pushed right into this
>And seeing Fizzle all dressed up like that... what the hell was going on?
>The pay must be REALLY worth it if he's doing that
>Whoever this 'Master Anonymous' was, he must be good to work for or else the two dragons wouldn't be working for him
>Spike may have been more pony then dragon, but he sure knew Fizzle wasn't
>So he followed Fizzle upstairs anyway, avoiding looking up at the lacy white panties he seemed to be wearing underneath that skirt of his.

>Around the study were platters of food and used drink containers, little books out and bobbles and blankets
>Whoever was using this room must have been a real slob!
>But regardless, they had work to do
>Garble picked up a book and closed it, before putting it up on the shelf
"Garble! That book doesn't go there! Master Anon is VERY particular about where his books are kept!"
>Garble rolls his eyes and takes the book back off the shelf
"Then where does it go?"
>Fizzle pointed up to a single empty spot near the top of the bookcase
>Garble sighed, flapping his wings and slipping the book into the correct spot, before thumping down to the floor
>For a moment, the entire bookcase seemed to shake back and forth and almost fall over
"Be careful Garble! We would both be punished if the bookcase fell! Do you know how much damage that would do?! How long it would take to clean!?"
>Garble looked at Fizzle, who seemed very upset
"Ok, ok. Sorry Fizzle."
>Fizzle shook his head
"These books are very rare and expensive. Don't damage them... please."
>Garble nodded, he was much more mindful of the way he was picking the books up
>He went around the room and daintily picking up the books, closing them gently and putting them on a table to be reorganized in a moment
>He also picked up some of the platters for snacks and things, putting them on a platter
"Where do I take these?"
>Garble asked Fizzle
"Down to the kitchen- go down to the first floor and turn to your right. Spike will be there- he'll tell you where to put them."
>Garble took the platter full of expensive glassware and walked down the stairs
>He was being mostly careful, but his inexperience with being graceful meant his steps jostled the platter each time, not putting his weight down slowly and carefully
>He suddenly stepped a bit too hard on a step, his foot bending and the platter being pushed upward too hard, he gasped in panic!

>The glasses landed back down on the platter, some crumbs falling off and onto the floor, but otherwise the glasses were fine and not damaged
>Except one
>One of the crystal wine glasses tilted forward and fell off the platter, tumbling down to the hard stairs
>Garble gasped, unable to do anything to stop it
>Just before it hit the floor a purple claw shot forward and grabbed it
>Garble just then realized Spike ran and grabbed the glass just at the last second!
>Spike looked up at him with a scowl
"I heard you clattering when you came down those steps! You must be more careful with the master's things!"
>Garble nodded furiously
>Spike pointed at the red dragon's feet with his claw, nearly hissing as he spoke
"Step down softly!"
>Garble took the next step very gently, a light sound came from the platter and glasses regardless
"SOFTER!"
>Garble winced and took another step as delicately as he could, he summoned all of his inner softness and femininity in that step, his foot stepping down like a pillow
>Not a sound was made when he took the step
"Good! I didn't want to be punished for your mistakes!"
>Garble frowned as Spike left the room in a huff, his little apron flapping as he turned the corner to the kitchen
>Garble took the rest of the trip down the stairs very softly and carefully, taking much longer but he was very happy he didn't break anything
>This stuff was must more expensive and precious then he originally thought! He was far too rough with it
>He entered the kitchen with the platter and looked over at Spike
"Where do I put the dirty dishes?"
>He asked gruffly, as Spike was rolling some dough
>Spike pointed to a sink, and so Garble gently set the dishes inside
>Well, it was gentle to him, but it was thunderously loud
>Spike looked over in horror, but thankfully nothing had broken
>He shot a look at Garble who gave a weak smile
>Spike rolled his eyes and got back to kneading the dough
>Garble looked interested in it, and stepped closer

>The red dragon looked at the dough curiously, wondering what Spike was making
"What are you making?"
>Spike looked up, smiling a bit even as a little sweat rolled down his face from the heat of the ovens and cooking fires
"Ahh- I'm making my special cookies for Master Anon for desert!"
>Garble seemed to smile at that, this new experience let him enjoy things that he would normally just brush off as girly or dumb
"C-Can I help?"
>Spiked raised an eyebrow at Garble, but nodded
"Alright, add some sugar into the mix. Just a cup full."
>Garble nodded and walked to the batch of dough being made.
>He picked up the bag of sugar and hoisted it up on his shoulder, hovering over the measuring cup, which was but inches from the bowl
>He felt a bead of sweat forming on his forehead, the kitchen was hotter then the lava hot tub back in the mountains!
>He raised an arm to wipe off the sweat, but doing so and he suddenly lost control of the bag of sugar!
>the bag started to pour sugar onto the kitchen counter and then into the bowl, WAY more then a cup
"STOP!"
>Spike rushed over and pushed the bag away, helping Garble to get in control
>Garble set it down gently, looking over at what happened
"Sorry! Sorry!"
>Spike looked pissed, pointing at the stairway near the kitchen
"Get out you idiot! I'll not have you ruin this dinner! Go help Fizzle like you were supposed to!"
>Garble retreated with his tail between his legs, feeling terrible
>It really was an accident
>But he left the kitchen anyway, not wanting to make things worse for Spike
>He walked back to the study and saw Fizzle bent over by the couch, his tail high up in the air.
>There was no mistaking it now, he really was wearing a pair of lacy white panties!
>The room was also spotless, Fizzle had done a great job! And in such a short time too!

>Fizzle looked at Garble with a grin
"I heard him yelling from up here. Spike really doesn't like anyone messing up his dinners. He takes it very seriously."
>Garble looked down at his feet with a light blush, but nodded his head. He knew that now, all too well.
>Fizzle pointed to the next room
"Well I'm going to go clean the guest rooms and the dressing room. You go to the basement and dust everything off. It's a piece of cake job, just don't... touch anything. Ok?"
>Garble nodded, taking out that small feather-duster he had been holding on to
>He turned and walked down to the basement, trying not to get lost
>He finally reached the basement, opening the doors and looking inside
>It was dark and full of strange things!
>He saw a strange, huge metal box with seats inside of it. It also had four strange, black wheels and another wheel inside, he could see inside only through windows! He dusted it off carefully, before moving on.
>There was a collection of swords on a rack. He was really interested in these! He checked behind his shoulder to make sure nobody was watching and took a sword off the rack, swinging it in the air experimentally
>As he swung, he missed a fragile looking thing covered in a sheet, and with a sudden flash of common sense he put the sword back, dusting it off
>He just was happy he didn't break anything!
>He then walked to another part of the cellar, it seemed to be full of barrels. He could tell from the smell it was full of wine
>There were so many barrels too!
>Garble walked past that room and was shocked with what he saw next
>In a tiny room with a thick door that could be locked if needed he saw a huge display of gemstones!
>The shiniest, most beautiful gemstones he had ever seen!
>There were diamonds, rubies, sapphires, emeralds and topazes!
>His mouth watered as he looked at the fine jewels on display
>The feather duster fell from his hands for a moment, his stomach grumbling
>It had been a while since he last ate...

>Garble grabbed a shimmering emerald off of the wall
>He took the huge thing in his hand, sniffing the smooth gem
>He felt weak at the knees, this thing was orgasmic!
>Without even thinking he raised it to his mouth and took a bite out of it, a sick crunch filled the room as he chomped and chewed on the gem's tough crystal
>It tasted amazing, it was the best gem he had ever had
>It was simply indescribable
>He raised the gem to his mouth to take a second bite, when he suddenly heard a gasp behind him
>It was Fizzle, holding up both his hands to his mouth in a girlish way, in pure shock and terror
"G-G-Garble?! Do you have any idea what you've done!"
>Garble's situation suddenly seems to come to rushing back to him, he drops the gem out of nerve, it clattering against the ground. But it was too late, the large chunk he had bit out was obvious as ever
"G-Garble, those were the M-Master's finest gems!"
>Garble felt sick to his stomach
>He opened his mouth, about ready to explain to Fizzle, when they both heard a tiny little noise
>It was the sound of a bell
>It was a very light, nearly inaudible sound, but they both heard it clear as day
>Even in the dark cellar, Garble could see Fizzle's pupils enlarge, a pure look of horror on his face
"We've been summoned."
>Garble gulped, stepping over the gem and walking with Fizzle slowly towards the stairs out of the cellar
>He didn't want to go any faster, but he couldn't escape
>Fizzle led Garble upstairs, past the exit doors
>He wanted to flee and leave- every ounce of him wanted to run and escape
>But he couldn't, for some reason he just couldn't
>He shook at the knees as they went up past the study and lounge up to the Master's private quarters on the top floor
>He stood in a marble hallway with Fizzle and Spike standing by, both looking worried sick
>Fizzle was fixing his dress and Spike was worriedly moving around his apron, looking ahead at the double doors ahead
>The golden handles shone ominously

>They heard it again, the bell rang out from the room, much clearer this time, but still dulled behind the doors
>Spike looked up at Garble with wild, big eyes
"Y-You don't want to let it ring three times..."
>Garble looked forward frightfully, but finally stepped forward
>He had made the mistake, and it seemed now he would meet this 'Master Anonymous' he was working for
>With shaking knees and white knuckles, he pushed open the door
>In the room, Garble could see a fireplace burning, with at least two other rooms coming off the first
>There was a figure sitting in the chair, facing away from the three dragon maids, sipping wine from a glass. In his other hand was the bell, hanging there.
>It was tiny, but to Garble it was a prophet of doom
>The man set the bell down, and spoke without turning to the dragons
"Spike, it seems you have employed another dragon under my service, yes?"
>Spike gulped, looking down at the ground nervously, fiddling with his claws
"Y-Yes Master."
>The figure in the chair said nothing for a moment.
"So, did you fully plan on letting a gem thief eat one of my prized collection?"
>Spike looked shocked and stunned for a moment, he must not have heard the news just yet
>He looked up at Garble, his eyes wide in fear
"N-No Sir! No Master! I didn't-"
>The human held up his hand, still not turning to face them, but his hand silenced them all.
"Spike- you must be punished for this.."
>Spike looked fearful for a moment, breathing heavily as he contemplated his fate
>Garble suddenly spoke
"S-Sir! Uhh, Master A-Anon! Sir!"
>The figure seemed to slowly shift in the chair, turning his head around
>At that moment, the red dragon saw the face of his employer. He was a human, a strange hairless ape
>He was rather handsome and regal looking, but the most striking feature about him was his cold, gray eyes
>They seemed to pierce right into Garble's very soul, Garble felt a cold chill creep right up his spine

>Anon cracked a tiny smile at the red dragon, who looked terrified of him, even as he sat in his chair.
>Garble realized he was wearing a bathrobe
>The human sat up and turned the chair around, now looking at him directly again.
"...Yes?"
>Garble stammered, realizing why he had spoken
"I-It was my fault sir! Not Spike's! Don't punish him! I am to blame!"
>The human raised an eyebrow
"I see you have more dignity then I expected. Fizzle- go downstairs and get what remains of Garble's little 'snack'."
>Garble gulped again, how did he know his name?
>He looked over at Spike again, smiling
"You are pardoned, Spike."
>Spike looked relieved, like a weight was just taken from his shoulders
>Fizzle had already shuffled out with a bow, and was briskly walking down the stairs
>Anonymous focused on Garble again
"Garble- do you know all I ask for from my servants?"
>Garble shook his head, he didn't know
"All I ask from them is three simply things. First is to serve me on my whims and demands, to do what I ask. Second is to move with grace, dignity, and humility in their Master's house. And third... is to always be grateful. Are you grateful of this 'job' that I have allowed you to have?"
>Garble nodded his head slowly, hesitant at first
"Y-Yes! Yes Master!"
>Garble didn't know what came over him all the sudden, but he felt so very weak and out of control. This Anonymous was so powerful in voice and presence that even a big, tough 'alpha' dragon like him couldn't stand up to him
"You are? Then why did you decide to have a snack of one of my most precious and favorite of treasures? You obviously don't have any respect for my property, so you must not truly be grateful."
>Garble shook his head
"N-No! I just... Please! I'm sorry! I just had a moment of weakness! Please forgive me!"
>The human smiled, and Garble heard footsteps coming up from behind them
>Right there in Fizzle's hands was the gemstone, with a big bite right out of it

>Fizzle held the thing like it was about to explode
>He gingerly handed it to Anonymous, who stood up and held it in his hands, tracing his finger along the bitemark
"Was it good?"
>The question shocked Garble for a moment, even as Anonymous stepped forward and towered over him, holding the emerald in his hands, a small grin on his face
"Y-Yes Master Anonymous. Very good."
>Anonymous nodded, a light chuckle escaping him.
>He pointed his finger down
"Kneel."
>Garble's knees bent on their own, submitting to this higher authority. He got on his knees, his eyes looking up and looking at Fizzle and Spike, both of whom were just as scared as he was
>Suddenly, the human handed the gem to Garble, then spoke with a low growl
"Finish it."
>Garble shook as he took the stone and looked at it, the bite mark a black sin on him
>He looked up at Anonymous, as if begging him to reconsider, but he didn't budge
>Garble slowly put the emerald up to his mouth, biting down on a tiny piece, the splinter that came off and into his mouth tasted wonderful, but the situation and tension he felt made it taste awful, like guilt and regret
>He nearly spit the piece out, but swallowed it as those gray eyes bore right into him, into his very soul
"Finish. It."
>Garble shook as he very slowly took another bite, crunching the gem obediently, not wanting any more after what he had done
>He shivered as he swallowed the next piece.
>He looked up at Anon, shivering, begging for mercy, but there was none in his eyes
"P-Please..."
>Garble breathed out pathetically, he couldn't force himself to take any more. All of his appetite he might have had shrived up and died as the powerful man stared right through him.
>Anonymous didn't budge, he wasn't about to say it again
>Garble shoved the hard stone into his mouth, his eyes locked with the Master's, unable to do anything but obediently chew the emerald
>It was disgusting to him now, he wanted so badly to vomit it up and run away, but he couldn't

>Garble kept going, slowly eating the gem
>Finally, he got to the last tiny bite, and he nearly sobbed as he put it in his mouth and swallowed it
>Once he was done, Anonymous gave an approving smile
>He waved at the other two dragons
"Get dinner ready, you two. Leave us alone."
>Grable was shaking, the emotions and pure tension and intensity was too much for him
>He felt tears nearly coming to his eyes, looking to the ground, finally breaking that spell that Anonymous had seemingly put on him
>Anonymous sat in his chair, he coo'd softly
"There there, Garble. Come."
>He patted his lap
>Garble, still very much a teenage dragon, not fully mature yet, wasn't about to reject any comfort he was offered
>He got up and shifted over to Anonymous's lap, sitting down on his strong leg
>He buried his face in Anonymous's shoulder, sobbing softly
"Shhh... It's alright. It's over now. I forgive you."
>Garble smiled, pulling his head back and looking at Anonymous's face
"R-Really?"
>Anonymous smiled, but pointed a finger at his face
"Yes- but that still leaves your punishment. It's your first transgression, and as such I will go easy, but you aren't off the hook yet."
>Garble was happy, he just wanted to get this punishment over and done with!
"Yes! I understand! I deserve it!"
>Anonymous nods knowingly, before tapping his knees
"Bend over my knee, little dragon maid..."
>Garble did so obediently, his tail still pressed down in embarrassment
"Raise your tail."
>Garble did so, hesitantly, too caught up in the moment to even question
>Anonymous's hand gently rubbed the soft flesh of Garble's rump, before drawing back and giving it a might smack
>Garble cried out in pain, giving a girly little squeak as his rump burned from the slap
>But he was just getting started
>Going faster, Anonymous spanked the poor young dragon, giving his rump a good spanking, Garble wincing and crying out in pain, pathetically whimpering as Anonymous gave him his punishment.

>Garble's eyes were nearly in tears again as Anonymous finally stopped spanking him
>His rump was burning in pain, the bigger, stronger male finally giving him a reprieve
"Have you learned your lesson now?"
>Garble sobbed, and nodded
>He spoke in a high pitched and pathetic voice, totally broken
"Y-Yes master! I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I promise!"
>Anonymous's hand rested on the soft and stingy flesh of Garble's rump again, gently rubbing it
"Good Boy. That gem was worth quite a bit, so it will replace your first three paychecks. You'll need to work quite a bit to make it back. But I'll continue feeding you, and even let you stay in the servant's quarters, because you've been such a Good Boy."
>Garble's tail seemed to wag a little bit, smiling back at Anon
"T-Thank you master!"
>Anonymous nodded, before standing the dragon back up
>Garble rubbed his rump, the pain still stinging
"Here- put this on."
>Anonymous handed Garble a pair of baby blue panties, with blue and white stripes.
>It matched his apron
>Garble looked at the panties and at Anonymous worriedly
>But at this point he wasn't about to refuse it
>Garble started to put the panties on
"No- turn away from me."
>Garble turned away from his master obediently, pulling up the panties nice and slowly, his rear being covered up by the snug panties
"Good Boy. Now help the others prepare dinner."
>Garble smiled, bowing his head in respect before leaving the room and going downstairs, thankful for this second chance to please his master...