Stanton drove far away, for over 80 miles. He wasn't going to let Randall get away or the cops to find him again too easily. This lizard male had gotten him so much that he loved him. And he didn't care what Randall did, he wasn't letting him go and he would handle him how he saw fit.
The drug that he had made Randall breathe would keep him out for hours and it had already been over 4 hours of driving. But he knew he had to get him to the hideout soon.
Stanton had a hideout way out in the country for his special holidays. This was the best place he could think of to take Randall. He soon got him there and he carried him down to the basement. He knew he had to hurry.
There were shackles down there, as there was a bed, a toilet and a sink. It was a big basement. There was also an area where Stanton would cut up animals that he hunted out here for food. But it was closed off.
He placed the sleeping lizard onto the bed. He examined the purple body. He began stroking Randall's skin. It was nice and smooth. His hands and feet didn't even look really dangerous, as he didn't have claws, but he knew he had teeth.
He got to the belly and pulled the shirt up to reveal the skin on the belly. He noticed what looked like some scars there. Stanton was tempted to add to those scars, but it was more of further down the line.
Stanton took off Randall's prisoner shirt. He didn't want anything in his way for what he had planned. Then he placed a shackle bond on Randall's neck so he wouldn't have a chance at escape. He knew of his invisibility ability. He was his and wasn't going to let him leave for quite some time yet.
Just looking at Randall was making Stanton feel aroused. Randall was sexier to him without the shirt on. He was feeling a throbbing inside him and he finally had to drop down.
Stanton went down to the underside of Randall's legs and tail. He saw the cloaca just under the base of the tail. That slit was making him even more ready.
The officer couldn't help himself. He took his clothes off and quickly got on top of the unconscious lizard. His now fully erect penis was inserted into the tight entrance.
"Aww!" Stanton moaned. As the walls of the cloaca were clutching his penis, he began to move about. He kept his eye on signs of his prize waking up.
Randall remained unconscious all during this time. Soon, Stanton shot his seed into Randall's body. He let out a good breathe of air and a big groan. He had just claimed Randall's body as his. He would let it go with one round this time, but there would be more. This lizard was too attractive for Stanton to ignore.
Once he was off the bed, he put a finger inside the slit to feel around. He felt Randall's own parts, but he also felt an empty hole that went deep, and that was where his penis had been. It was leading to a separate part of the reproductive anatomy.
Stanton loved the possibility of his new mate getting pregnant, as lizard males could for some reason. He would keep it up, whether Randall liked it or not. He was going to learn to trust and love him, or so his mind told him.
Stanton left Randall to wake up on his own after that. The drug should be wearing off anytime now.
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Back at the prison, it had been hours since Randall was seen last. When the lead guard went to check the medical ward to see how the patient was, he asked how he was.
"Randall Boggs was never checked in to the medical ward today," The secretary said, "and not by Officer Stanton at all."
"That's odd. Thank you." He said and he went looking for both of them.
After looking everywhere, there was no sign of them and it was time for Randall to be put back in his cell for the night anyway, but he was nowhere to be found.
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The Trouble Within
FantasyRandall is in jail after getting back from the human world, and there's trouble stirring inside the prison. But will he ever get out of the mess that this other person/monster creates for him?
