Warning: This story contains violence, dragons and vore, in that order.
Pain. Darkness. It's all I could seem to feel. I can't remember how I got where I was. I felt like I had just had my head split open. All I could remember was entering that building. Finding what I had hoped to discover. Then, out of nowhere, a crack of pain.
"Look at him. Tied up like a pig to the slaughter."
I was sitting on something hard, and wooden. Most likely a bench. The world around me was moving, shifting. I could hear an engine. Most likely I was in some kind of truck.
"We don't take kindly to those who deny us our privacy. This one will be punished."
I could see nothing. My eyes were open, but all I could see was black. It felt like cloth was wrapped around my head. I must have been blindfolded.
"Enjoy the ride, bastard."
The sound of feet moving and wind rushing. Pain hit me in the gut. I grunted. He laughed.
"Not the average man, are you? Looks like what we are about to do will