The dark cold shadows rarely covered such little and helpless captives. But even this helpless creature felt much more pitiful then even the tiniest microbe, which has no chance to survive in this place, full of pain and fear. The prisoner mustn`t be granted with a quick death. It`s is not a punishment. Death must be the desirable award for the victim, who gets closer to it with a tiny steps, full of suffer.

That`s why she thought that microbe`s destiny would be the way luckier than such tiny but full of life creature like her…

-You may go. Now her life is only my business, -someone`s voice sounded beautiful, like a river current, but still grim enough. The grating door after her closed with a loud knock, just like cutting her previous life as a silk ribbon. The victim piped, when the tall dark figure of executioner got closer. He was as tall as a thousand mice sizes and his hand which surrounded her body was bigger than the biggest and richest mouse castle. Every finger was crowned by a curved claw, which was sharp as a razor blade.

For some time she was surrounded by a darkness, but finally the giant hand put her on a table cold as a floor. The mouse piped again and opened big black eyes. The first thing she saw was he massive torso of an executioner which was covered by a heavy shiny leather. His breast was wearing the breastplate with a couple of belts going out of it and crossing on the belly. Spiked bracers were topping his hands while the neck was cuffed into a collar as if although he was a judge sending the lives to their last trip,the executioner was also a prisoner of his profession.

Finally the giant sat at the table giving his captive the chance to look at the beautiful dragon face and shining as embers at the light of torch, pretty golden eyes.

-It was so long ago since I met such an interesting captive in my place, -the surprisingly gentle voice sounded again. –Speaking of interest, I mean your appearance, -The giant moved his brow. She looked at him with fear… and suddenly with a little piece of interest. It was almost impossible to stop looking at the deep charming eyes. And her mind bit by bit was surrendering under his strong gaze. The mouse even didn`t realize that the dragon was just playing with her, enjoying her helplessness.

-The talk would continue in another way if only my duties were less limited. –he growled angrily. –Still silent, little one? Right, because now your life is fully in my power and you won`t dare to make even a sound without my permission.
And she didn`t dare. Not just a sound, she even couldn`t make a move, although she wasn`t stunned. Instead, the hot dragon breathe was about to burn her tiny legs and tail, if the executioner comes a millimeter closer.

-But even if you pipe, I will hardly crash you as a fly. Not because you are so tiny, I`m just getting bored from this. There was a rare chance to skylark… until now. You seem to be the good victim to play with…

The golden eyes flushed with a honey shine and the tongue moved between scaled lips.

-I was ordered to lock you away and not to touch until it`s time… But no one told that I can`t play with you a little, -the dragon squinted with a sly smile and moved his face closer to his silent victim. Huge nostrils loudly mired the air, causing the mouse to slide closer, so light she was.

-Yes, this place seems too cold and dark for such a crumb, isn`t it? But I can offer the personal prison, warm and comfy, instead of your full obedience and excellent behavior…

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For some time she stood still, shivering of fear and cold of the stone prison, contrasting with the warmth going from half-opened jaws with a hanging end of the tongue. The soft friendly purring was heared inside of the dragon mouth, as if the big and kind beast was inviting the tired wayfarer to share the home cosiness. However in the ears of the small prisoner the friendly noise sounded like a deathbend song, although the dragon promised to make her no harm. Suddenly the purring turned into an angry snarl, reminding about the impatience of her master. The poor little one gripped her small cuffed hands into fists and obeyed the order, feeling his hot breath and timidly climbing after spear-like teeth. They clutched like a prison doors as soon as tip of a little tail disappeared in executioner`s jaws. It was too dark for a mouse to make a try to look around, she could only rely o her feelings, feelings of being consumed by another creature. Her fur got wet immediately, her paws were sliding on an uneven surface of dragon tongue, the pulsing live muscle, giving her good welcome as opposed to fangs which still could turn horrified little one into a bloody mass.

And again the sweet purring sounded out of the deep throat. The new wave of fear washed the mouse, although this way of death was the way more tempting than to die from cold in the smell of mold and stone. But still her animal instincts were ready to scream…
But instead of this the tiny one closed her eyes with hands in a willing not to look at the throat, which looked like the gate to hell for her. The first drops of tears appeared on cilia.

“There is no need to cry, my dear prisoner…” –the golden-eyed executioner thought, slightly opening the jaws to let some light in.

“This is the best decision I can offer you now, maybe this will be my first mercy… Quick death is a mercy.”

The dragon tilted his chin with pleasure, stroking his victim with tongue, whose frightened piping expressed her opinion about his actions. The mouse stopped crying when she saw light shining out teeth. The little pink nose protuded through the hole between teeth, like prisoner hugging the cell bars in a hope that they will release him. But they won`t. She felt the wet warmth lulling her like a siren, dropping into the deadly abyss…

“Or maybe not a death…” –The dragon clutched his fangs again, purring to her victim and taking into a deep sleep and disappeared in the dark corridors of a dungeon…
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Well, I think i can name this is my first vore-story))) Actually, I originally did not want to write any story, planning a comic supplement a small piece of text, but my muse say me MOOOORE XD
I do not like Felix in the evil character, but sometimes nice to step back a little from the canon) Consider it a role-playing game.

Many thanks to my sweet for transfer)