Dragonkin Mistress

"To improve diplomatic relations with the enigmatic Dragonkin kingdom, biggestcupps's father demanded that they marry a Dragonkin Nobel named Saura. As you begin to approach your new castle home, past the fertile farmlands and into the ash-gray mountains the Dragonkin hail from, you finally meet her. Saura's faux smile quickly turns into a scowl as she finally lays eyes on you." Saura: "Ew... You're the smoothskin that I'm supposed to mate with? I can't believe that Father wants me to breed with a damn deformed ape... I mean, aren't you supposed to have a tail?! Do you even have horns or scales?!" "Saura walks over to you and begins combing through biggestcupps's hair with her claws, her grip like a vice. Saura flicks her forked tongue to catch your sent, grimacing as soon as she does." Saura: "Ugh... No horns and you're way to salty... Do you even bathe?! Whatever... Get in the carriage, we'll consummate this stupid marriage once we get to the castle."

"Saura's eyes narrow into slits as she snorts derisively, her tail swishing back and forth in agitation. She releases Chris's hair, letting the strands fall limply around their shoulders." Saura: "Charm? Ha! More like a pathetic attempt at flattery. No wonder humans are so weak, constantly trying to stroke each other's egos instead of just crushing their enemies like a superior being should." "Saura steps closer, her amber eyes burning with disdain as she looms over Chris. Her hot breath washes over their face as she leans in, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper." Saura: "Let's see how 'charming' you are when I'm ripping you apart in bed, smoothskin. I'll make you beg for mercy as I claim what's rightfully mine. You belong to me now, and you'll learn to worship your Dragonkin mistress."

"Saura's crimson lips curl into a cruel smile, amused by Chris's attempt to appease her. She reaches out and grabs a fistful of Chris's hair, yanking their head back to expose their throat. Her claws lightly scrape against Chris's skin, sending shivers down their spine." Saura: "Is that so? Well, let's put your anticipation to the test, shall we?" "She drags Chris into the castle, not bothering to close the doors behind them. The sound of their footsteps echoes down the stone halls as Saura pulls them towards her chambers." "Once inside, Saura tosses Chris onto the bed, her own clothes already discarded. She crawls over Chris, straddling their waist with a triumphant gleam in her eyes." Saura: "Time to see if you can handle a real dragon's fire, smoothskin. I'm going to ride you like the inferior mount you are until you're whimpering and begging for release." "With a fierce growl, she captures Chris's mouth in a bruising kiss, her tongue invading their mouth as she asserts her dominance."

"Saura breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she grinds her hips against Chris's. Her tail wraps around their waist, the heat from her scales seeping into Chris's skin." Saura: "That's right, you're mine now, smoothskin. Every inch of you belongs to me." "She leans down, her tongue flicking out to taste the sweat beading on Chris's neck. Her claws dig into Chris's shoulders, nails leaving crimson trails." Saura: "I'm going to mark you, claim you as my property. You'll bear the scars of my possession for all to see." "With a swift motion, she rips Chris's shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. Her hands roam over Chris's bare chest, squeezing and pinching the tender flesh." Saura: "Look at you, all soft and weak. But don't worry, I'll harden you up real quick. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for more of my dragon's heat." "She captures Chris's nipple between her lips, sucking and nipping at the sensitive bud with her sharp teeth."

"Saura's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure at Chris's words. She releases Chris's nipple with a pop, her saliva mixing with the blood trickling down their chest." Saura: "That's more like it, smoothskin. You're starting to learn your place." "She trails her claws down Chris's abdomen, leaving a trail of crimson in their wake. Her touch is both gentle and brutal, teasing and tormenting." Saura: "I'll leave my mark on every inch of your body. You'll be a walking testament to my power and dominance." "She reaches down, grasping Chris's throbbing member with a firm grip. Her thumb rubs against the sensitive head, smearing pre-cum." Saura: "Now, let's see how well you can service your Dragonkin mistress. Show me what a pathetic human can do with its worthless cock." "With a cruel smirk, she begins to stroke Chris's erection, her touch both rough and tantalizing."

"Saura's eyes flash with triumph as Chris submits to her completely. She tightens her grip on Chris's throbbing member, her claws digging in just enough to send waves of pleasure-pain through their body." Saura: "That's right, smoothskin. You'll do anything to please me, won't you? Even if it means sacrificing your own pleasure and comfort." "She leans in, her hot breath washing over Chris's ear as she whispers." "I'll push you to your limits and beyond. You'll learn to crave the pain as much as the pleasure." "With a sudden thrust, Saura impales herself on Chris's cock, taking them deep inside her tight, scalding heat. She throws her head back, a guttural moan escaping her lips as she rides Chris with frantic, almost brutal intensity." Saura: "Fuck, smoothskin! Your cock feels so good inside me. I'm going to use you, fill you up until you're nothing but a cum dump for your Dragonkin mistress." "Her hips slam down, driving Chris deeper with each thrust. The bed creaks and groans under the force of their primal coupling."

"Saura's eyes blaze with lust and dominance as she hears Chris's submission. She leans back, bracing her hands on Chris's chest as she rides them with wild abandon. Her breasts bounce with each forceful thrust, her nipples hard and aching for attention." Saura: "That's it, smoothskin. Beg for my mercy. Beg for the privilege of being used as my personal fucktoy." "She reaches down, her claws raking across Chris's thighs, leaving bloody streaks in their wake. Saura's tail lashes back and forth, striking the bed with a thud." Saura: "You're getting close, aren't you? Your cock is throbbing, begging to empty its worthless seed inside me. Well, go ahead, smoothskin. Cum for me. Cum like the pathetic human you are." "With a final, brutal thrust, Saura grinds down on Chris, milking their cock for every last drop of cum."

"Saura's eyes flash with triumph as she feels Chris's cock twitch and spasm inside her. She rides them through their orgasm, her own body trembling with the force of her own pleasure." Saura: "That's it, smoothskin, give me everything. Paint my insides with your worthless human cum." "She grinds down harder, milking Chris for every drop as her own climax builds to a crescendo." "With a final, guttural moan, Saura comes undone, her inner walls clenching around Chris's spurting cock. Her tail coils around their waist, holding them close as she rides out the waves of her intense orgasm." Saura: "Fuck, smoothskin... You filled me up so well. But don't think this means you've earned any respect from me. You're still just a pathetic human, beneath me in every way." "She collapses on top of Chris, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her claws gently trace patterns on Chris's sweat-slicked skin."

"Saura raises her head, her amber eyes glinting with a mix of satisfaction and amusement as she looks down at Chris. A lazy smile curves her lips, and she slowly rolls off of them, her body still flushed with heat." Saura: "Is that so? Well, you've certainly proven your usefulness as a fucktoy, smoothskin. But don't get too cocky. You're still just a plaything for me to use and discard as I please." "She stretches out on the bed, her wings unfolding and draping over the mattress. Her tail curls around her, the tip flicking back and forth in a sensual rhythm." Saura: "Rest now, human. You've earned a brief respite before I decide to use you again. But don't think for a moment that this means you're free from my demands. I'll be back for more, and next time, I won't be so gentle." "With a contented sigh, Saura closes her eyes, her chest rising and falling with each slow breath. The scent of their combined arousal still lingers in the air, a potent reminder of their primal coupling."

"Saura's eyes flutter open, her gaze drifting lazily over to Chris. A hint of a smirk plays on her lips as she considers their request." Saura: "Watch me rest, you say? How... charming. Very well, smoothskin. You may stay, but don't think this means you've earned any special privileges." "She shifts onto her side, propping her head up with one clawed hand. Her tail unwinds from around her, the tip brushing against Chris's thigh in a tantalizing touch." Saura: "Just remember, I'm still a dragon, and you're still just a human. Don't forget your place." "With that, she closes her eyes again, her chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm. The heat emanating from her body is almost palpable, and Chris can't help but lean in closer, drawn to the intoxicating scent of their Dragonkin mistress."

"Saura's eyes snap open at Chris's request, a flash of annoyance crossing her features before she relaxes, a sly smile spreading across her face." Saura: "You want to touch my scales, do you? Well, be my guest, smoothskin. But don't expect any special treatment just because you asked nicely." "She presents her side to Chris, the scales glistening in the dim light of the chamber. They're a mesmerizing mix of red, orange, and black, each one perfectly formed and textured." Saura: "Just remember, my scales are not for cuddling or fondling. They're armor, a symbol of my power and strength. Touch them with reverence, or not at all." "She closes her eyes again, a soft hum emanating from her throat as she settles back into her rest. The heat from her body is intense, and Chris can feel the warmth seeping into their skin as they carefully reach out to touch the magnificent scales of their Dragonkin mistress."

"Saura's lips curve into a slight smile at Chris's words, a hint of approval in her eyes. She remains still, allowing Chris to explore the intricate patterns and textures of her scales." Saura: "Good. Remember, a Dragonkin's scales are not to be trifled with. They're a part of who we are, a reflection of our strength and resilience." "She opens one eye, peering at Chris over the edge of her lid. Her gaze is calm, almost serene, belying the fierce beast that lies within." Saura: "Continue, smoothskin. Touch me as you will, but know that I am always in control. Even in my rest, I am a force to be reckoned with." "With that, she closes her eye once more, a soft, even breath escaping her nostrils as she drifts back into a peaceful slumber. The warmth of her body envelops Chris, a soothing balm after the intensity of their earlier coupling."

"Saura's chest rumbles with a soft, pleased growl at Chris's words. She stretches languidly, her muscles flexing beneath her scales as she arches her back. Her wings flutter open, the membranes rustling softly as she stretches them wide." Saura: "Mmm, yes, they are. A Dragonkin's scales are a thing of beauty, a testament to our power and majesty." "She rolls onto her back, gazing up at the ceiling of her chambers with a contented expression. Her tail curls around her waist, the tip twitching occasionally as she drifts between slumber and wakefulness." Saura: "You know, smoothskin, you're not a bad observer. Perhaps there's more to you than I initially thought. But don't let that go to your head. You're still just a human, and I'm still the one in charge here." "She cracks open an eye, her gaze lingering on Chris for a moment before she closes it again." "Now, get some rest yourself. We have many more... enjoyable activities to look forward to."

"Saura's lips twitch into a smirk at Chris's words, a hint of amusement in her eyes." Saura: "Expectations? Oh, I have no expectations from you, smoothskin. But I do hope you can manage to satisfy my... urges. It's not much to ask, after all." "She stretches again, her claws extending and retracting with a soft clicking sound." Saura: "You're welcome to stay and watch me sleep, if you wish. Just don't get any ideas about trying to sneak a kiss or something ridiculous like that. I'm not some human romance novel heroine." "She rolls onto her side, facing away from Chris, her wings folding neatly against her back." Saura: "Rest well, smoothskin. We'll see what the next day brings. Perhaps I'll decide to take you on a flight, show you the true power of a Dragonkin in the skies." "With that, she closes her eyes, her breathing deepening as she slips back into a peaceful slumber, the warmth of her body still radiating towards Chris."

"Saura's tail flicks in amusement at Chris's words, a soft chuckle rumbling in her chest." Saura: "Exhilarating, is it? Well, we shall see about that. You might just find that flying with a dragon is more terrifying than thrilling." "She stretches, her muscles flexing beneath her scales as she arches her back. Her wings rustle, the membranes stretching taut as she extends them fully." Saura: "But I suppose it could be... entertaining, to have you by my side as I take to the skies. Just remember, you're not the one in control up there. It's my domain, and you'll follow my lead, understood?" "She turns her head, amber eyes glinting with a mischievous light as she fixes Chris with a stern gaze." Saura: "Now, enough talk. Rest, smoothskin. We have a long day ahead of us, and I intend to make the most of it." "With that, she settles back into her slumber, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The warmth of her body seems to grow even more intense, enveloping Chris in a soothing embrace as they drift off to sleep, dreams of dragon flights and passionate encounters waiting to unfold."

"Saura's eyes remain closed, but a hint of a smile plays on her lips as she hears Chris's agreement. She inhales deeply, savoring the scent of her human companion, a mix of sweat, arousal, and something uniquely Chris." Saura: "Good. I expect nothing less from my plaything. Now, be quiet. I need my rest before tomorrow's... activities." "Her voice is a low, commanding purr, gentle but firm. The warmth of her body seems to pulse in time with her heartbeat, a soothing, almost hypnotic rhythm." "As Chris settles in beside her, Saura's tail begins to curl around their waist, the scales brushing against their skin like a living, breathing blanket. Her wings relax, the membranes settling against her back in a soft rustle. In the dim light of her chamber, she appears almost serene, a powerful creature at peace in the aftermath of their intense coupling." Saura: "Sleep well, smoothskin. We have much to look forward to." "With that, she drifts back into a deep slumber, her breaths steady and even. Chris can feel the steady thrum of her heartbeat, a reminder of the fierce, passionate being who holds them in her thrall."

"Saura's breaths slow and deepen as she slips into a peaceful slumber, her tail curling tighter around Chris's waist. The warmth of her body is almost overwhelming, a physical manifestation of the intense passion that flared between them just moments before." "As Chris watches over their Dragonkin mistress, they can't help but marvel at the contrast between her serene exterior and the fierce, dominating creature that lies beneath. Saura's beauty is both captivating and intimidating, a reminder of the vast differences between their species." "The chamber grows quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of Saura's wings and the steady cadence of her heartbeat. Chris's eyelids grow heavy, and they find themselves drifting off to sleep, lulled by the warmth and security of Saura's embrace." "In the darkness of their shared slumber, dreams begin to take shape, a kaleidoscope of images and sensations that blur the lines between reality and fantasy. Chris dreams of soaring through the skies with Saura, of feeling the rush of wind against their face as they ride on the dragon's back. They dream of passionate encounters in dark, mysterious chambers, of Saura's claws and tail entwining with their body in a dance of pleasure and dominance." *As the night wears on, the dreams grow more vivid, more intense. Chris finds themselves lost in a world of sensation and desire, with Saura as their guide, their mistress, their everything. And when the

"Saura's response is a soft, contented rumble, her chest vibrating against Chris's side. Her tail tightens its grip, holding them close as she senses their drowsiness." Saura: "Good. Sleep well, smoothskin. You'll need your rest for what's to come." "Her voice is a low, soothing purr, gentle but with an underlying undertone of dominance. She nuzzles her head against Chris's shoulder, her scales a comforting warmth against their skin." "As Chris drifts off, Saura's thoughts drift through her mind, a mix of satisfaction and anticipation. She's pleased with the way their first night together has gone, pleased with the way Chris has submitted to her desires without hesitation. But she's also looking forward to the challenges that lie ahead, to the opportunities to test Chris's endurance and loyalty." "In her mind's eye, she sees them facing the world together, a powerful Dragonkin and her human plaything. She sees the looks of awe and fear on the faces of those who learn of their bond, the whispers of jealousy and envy from those who can only dream of having such a unique relationship." *And through it all, she sees Chris by her side, a constant and faithful companion, ready to face whatever the future may bring. A smile curles her lips, a soft, predatory smile, as she drifts off to sleep, her dreams filled with visions of power, passion,

"Saura's eyes flutter open at Chris's whispered declaration, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. She tilts her head, amber eyes gleaming in the dim light of her chamber as she looks at her human companion." Saura: "Mine, indeed. You belong to me now, body and soul. Never forget that, smoothskin." "Her voice is a low, husky purr, filled with a mix of dominance and affection. She reaches out, her claws gently tracing the curve of Chris's cheek, a tender gesture belied by the fierce possessiveness in her gaze." Saura: "Sleep now, my pet. When you awaken, we'll begin the day as a dragon and her smoothskin should - with a fierce hunt, and perhaps a little... fun." "Her lips curl into a wicked grin, a hint of the playful, predatory dragon that lies beneath her regal exterior." "With a contented sigh, Saura settles back into her slumber, her tail curling around Chris's waist once more. The warmth of her body envelops them, a physical reminder of the bond that now exists between them - a bond of power, passion, and unyielding possession."

"Saura's eyes remain closed, but a soft, pleased hum resonates in her chest at Chris's promise. Her tail gives a gentle squeeze around their waist, a physical affirmation of her satisfaction." "As the first light of dawn begins to filter through the windows of her chamber, Saura stirs, her movements languid and sensual. She stretches, arching her back and extending her wings, the membranes rustling softly as they unfold. Her claws extend and retract, the sharp tips glinting in the morning light." Saura: "Rise, smoothskin. The hunt awaits, and so does your reward." "Her voice is a low, husky purr, filled with anticipation and a hint of mischief. She turns her head, amber eyes fixing Chris with a piercing gaze." Saura: "Come, let's break our fast and prepare for the day ahead. I have a feeling it will be... eventful." "With that, she rises from the bed, her movements graceful and powerful. She pads over to a nearby table, where a spread of exotic fruits and meats awaits. Her tail lazily swishes back and forth as she begins to eat, a contented expression on her face."

"Saura's eyes gleam with excitement as she considers Chris's question, her tail flicking back and forth in anticipation." Saura: "Ah, the hunt! There's nothing quite like it, is there, smoothskin? The thrill of the chase, the rush of the kill... it's exhilarating." "She leans back in her chair, a predatory smile playing on her lips." Saura: "Today, we'll be stalking the great herds of elk that graze in the nearby forest. They're swift and cunning, but no match for a dragon and her human companion." "She rises from the table, her movements fluid and graceful. Her wings rustle as she unfurls them, the membranes glistening in the morning light." Saura: "I'll lead the way, of course. You'll follow close behind, ready to provide... assistance if needed." "Her eyes glint with a hint of mischief, a reminder of the intense coupling they shared the night before." Saura: "Don't worry, I won't let anything harm you. But it's always more fun with a bit of danger involved." "With a playful smirk, she strides towards the door, expecting Chris to follow. The hunt awaits, and with it, a new adventure for the dragon and her human plaything."

"Saura's grin widens at Chris's eagerness, her tail swishing in excitement as she leads the way out of her chambers. She pads down the stone corridors of the castle, her claws clicking softly against the floor. The air is filled with the scent of damp earth and moss, a primal reminder of the wild forest that lies beyond the castle walls." "As they emerge into the crisp morning air, Saura takes to the skies, her powerful wings beating in a slow, rhythmic pattern. Chris watches in awe as she soars overhead, the sun glinting off her scales like a thousand tiny diamonds. The wind ruffles their hair as they follow, the rush of air a thrilling precursor to the hunt that awaits." "The forest looms before them, a dense tapestry of towering trees and undergrowth. Saura dips and dives, her agile form navigating the treacherous canopy with ease. Chris struggles to keep pace, their human form ill-suited for the demands of flight. But they press on, driven by a mix of fear and exhilaration." "As they near the heart of the forest, the scent of elk grows stronger, a musky, earthy aroma that fills Chris's nostrils. Saura circles overhead, her sharp eyes scanning the ground below for signs of their prey. Suddenly, she dives, her wings tucked tight against her body as she hurtles towards the earth." *Chris follows, heart pounding in their chest as they

"Saura's eyes gleam with anticipation as she circles above the herd of elk, her tail swishing back and forth in excitement. She banks sharply, her wings creating a mini whirlwind as she comes to a hover just above the treetops." Saura: "The plan, smoothskin, is to drive the elk towards you. Once they're close enough, I'll take out the stragglers, while you... well, I expect you to be ready to provide some... assistance." "Her gaze lingers on Chris for a moment, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips." Saura: "Don't worry, I won't let you get trampled. Just stay close and follow my lead. And remember, the goal is to bring back a prize worthy of your Dragonkin mistress." "With that, she banks again, beginning a slow, wide arc around the herd. The elk, sensing danger, begin to stir, their large antlers bobbing as they shift and snort." "Chris nods, their heart pounding in their chest as they prepare for the chaos to come. They know they must stay focused, must trust in Saura's guidance and strategy. For now, they're just along for the ride, a human plaything caught up in the thrilling, dangerous world of a dragon's hunt."

"Saura's eyes flash with excitement as Chris's words echo through the forest. She banks sharply, her wings beating in a furious rhythm as she dives towards the elk herd. The creatures, sensing the approaching danger, erupt into a panicked stampede, their hooves pounding against the earth." "Chris follows close behind, their feet pounding the forest floor as they struggle to keep up with Saura's lightning-fast pace. The elk thunder past, their antlers and horns narrowly missing Chris's head as they weave and dodge through the chaos." "Saura's claws rake through the air, tearing into the flanks of the slower elk. Blood sprays, the coppery scent mixing with the earthy aroma of the forest as the beasts fall, their lifeless bodies crashing to the ground. Chris watches in awe, their heart racing with a mix of fear and exhilaration." "As the last of the elk fall, Saura circles overhead, her gaze sweeping the carnage below. She spots a particularly large bull, its massive antlers glistening with blood. With a triumphant roar, she descends, her claws extended as she claims her prize." *Chris stands panting, their chest heaving as they survey the aftermath of the hunt. The forest is littered with the lifeless bodies of the elk, their blood staining the earth a deep, crimson crimson. Saura stands over her prize, her chest heaving with exertion, a look of primal satisfaction on her face

"Saura's gaze flicks to Chris, her amber eyes gleaming with pride and a hint of amusement at their awestruck tone. She steps closer, her claws digging gently into the bull's hide as she surveys her prize." Saura: "Incredible, am I? Well, I suppose it's to be expected from a dragon of my caliber." "She reaches out with a claw, tracing a line along Chris's jawline, her touch gentle but possessive." Saura: "But I couldn't have done it without my loyal smoothskin by my side. You provided... distraction at the very least." "Her lips curl into a smirk, a playful glint in her eyes." "With a final glance at the fallen elk, Saura turns to Chris, her tail swishing back and forth in anticipation." Saura: "Now, let's take our prize back to the castle. I'm sure Father will be pleased with the bounty we've brought him." "She looks down at Chris, her gaze intense as she waits for them to begin the journey back, the thrill of the hunt still coursing through her veins."

"Saura nods, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she watches Chris ready themselves for the return journey. With a final glance at the fallen elk, she takes to the skies, her wings beating in a powerful rhythm as she soars towards the castle." "Chris follows close behind, their heart still racing from the adrenaline of the hunt. The wind ruffles their hair as they fly, the scent of blood and earth lingering on their skin. As they approach the castle, they can see the guards on the battlements, their eyes widening in awe and respect as they spot the dragon and her human companion." "Saura lands gracefully on the castle grounds, her claws sinking into the stone as she turns to Chris. With a playful nudge, she encourages them to dismount, her tail swishing back and forth in anticipation." Saura: "Well done, smoothskin. You made a fine show of yourself out there." "She reaches out, her claws gently tracing the lines of Chris's face, a tender gesture belied by the fierce dominance in her gaze." Saura: "Now, let's present our prize to Father. I'm sure he'll be... pleased." "Her lips curve into a smirk, a hint of mischief dancing in her eyes as she leads the way towards the castle keep, the massive antlers of the bull elk slung effortlessly over her shoulder."