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  She mumbled and moaned around his flesh as the plug sank inside her, propelled by Valkimer’s fingers deep into her bottom, inch after inch. Finally it found its stopping point at the flared base.

  Brianna gasped and panted, unable to believe how full her bottom was. It felt so very strange to be filled so much, and then even stranger to feel the tail brushing against her upper thighs. She hadn’t realized how embarrassing it would be to have those soft strands hanging there, making her more like an animal.

  Chak’s cock slid deep into her mouth and she was filled at both ends, her mouth stretched just like her bottom. She could feel the heat flushing over her face as he looked down at her, his eyes starting to warm again. She knew she was pleasing him now, she could feel it rushing through her blood. No words were necessary, and for her, they were not even possible.

  Her pussy was watering, her lower lips swollen with sheer embarrassment as Valkimer turned the tail in her bottom and made the length of it swish against her thighs. She moaned around Chak’s cock, tasting traces of his seed as her eager lips worked along his shaft.

  And then she felt Valkimer’s cock slide along the length of her pussy, the head of his member scooping up her juices as he teased her. So far her pussy had been ignored and it was a relief to finally be touched there, even though she knew that once he pushed his thick cock inside her, all her holes would be stretched.

  Valkimer fed his cock slowly into her yearning pussy, the head of his thick member stretching the entrance and then plunging inside her channel. She moaned around Chak’s cock as Valkimer took her just as she’d known he would, making her cunt spread so wide she could feel the thick plug moving inside her bottom with every slow thrust. The membrane between her ass and pussy was being played with now too, the rear wall of her pussy stimulated on both sides.

  Brianna began to pant and moan more as she struggled to take their erotic punishment. She could feel Valkimer picking up the length of the tail and lifting it out of the way, which caused the plug to shift, which made her pussy clench, which made her toes curl and her lips quiver.

  All three of them were linked as one writhing creature, the dragons taking their pleasure from her punishment.

  Valkimer started to fuck her harder as Chak’s cum splashed down her throat. He pulled out to allow her to breathe and her squealing moans quickly filled the room as she was fucked against the padded bench, her ass and pussy now well stretched enough to give Valkimer free rough rein.

  He took her mercilessly, pounding into her raised pussy, fucking her for all she was worth until she wailed with orgasm. Valkimer did not stop for her first climax, or her second. He fucked her through a whole series of desperate, wailing orgasms until he came with a roar, his cum flooding her swollen pussy and spilling out with every thrust, running down her thighs.

  Chapter Eight

  “Really? More? I told you I was sorry!”

  The day following her escape attempt, Valkimer was back with yet another disciplinary device, a mixture of leather and metal clips, which she did not understand entirely, and did not want to learn to understand. No matter how much she apologized and promised good behavior, he insisted on using it on her.

  “You’re sorry now, but sorry never lasts long with you, pet. And you are right, we cannot keep you in this room forever without sacrificing your sanity.”

  He clasped the collar around her neck, the leather from it running down between her breasts and around her back. There was more to the harness too, two little round clips that Valkimer attached to her nipples, pinching each to make them stand erect before slipping the clips over the little buds.

  “What is that?”

  “Those metals are charged to our forms,” Valkimer explained. “As long as you stay within earshot of us, you will feel nothing. The further you move away, the more those clips will agitate, stimulating you inevitably toward an orgasm which will render you unable to move. Your cries will quickly draw us to you.”

  Brianna looked at him with a little smirk. She couldn’t imagine such a device actually working. Even if it did pinch her nipples, so what?

  “So it just gets tighter and tighter? What if you go away from me? What if I get hurt by this?”

  “It doesn’t just get tighter and tighter and it will not harm you,” Valkimer reassured her. “I have no desire to damage my merchandise.”

  “Merchandise,” she repeated, stunned at his callous speech, though she really shouldn’t have been. “That’s really what I am to you, isn’t it. I’m not a person. I’m not even really a pet. I might as well be a fucking… a fucking… a goddamn spoon!”

  “We took you to train you, pet,” Valkimer said. “But don’t worry. Once you are well trained, your life will become a great deal easier.”

  “Oh, gee, thanks,” she said, narrowing her eyes. Sometimes she forgot that they weren’t doing this because they loved her, or even liked her. They were doing it because she was nothing to them and it didn’t matter what they did to her. “You’re a real asshole, you know that?”

  Valkimer smirked at her. “Temper, temper, pet. You don’t want to get into more trouble than you’re already in, do you?”

  “Trouble! I’ve been in the deepest shit anyone could be in since I got here. I don’t care about trouble. I can’t be in more trouble. And you know what else?” She went up on her tiptoes just so she could get a little closer to being in his face. “I’m going to escape no matter what.”

  “Well, pet,” Valkimer replied, his eyes meeting hers with equal challenge. “You’re welcome to try. I will not lock another door in this house after this moment. You can come and go as you please… but remember, if you are more than a few dozen feet away from me or Chak at any given time, this device will activate. You have been warned.”

  She stood sullenly as he finished fitting it to her, the harness and collar reminding her of her place in his eyes. She was truly not a person to Valkimer. She was not even quite a pet. She was a toy to be played with, experimented upon. He loved his little devices, his tail, and his nipple clips and she couldn’t even imagine what else he had in store for her.

  “Don’t sulk, pet,” Valkimer said, swatting her bottom lightly. “I am giving you what you want… a measure of freedom.”

  “Oh, I should be grateful for this?” She gestured toward her chest. “Are you crazy?”

  “You’re going to be punished if you don’t modulate your tone,” Valkimer warned her. “There’s no need to be testy about this. It’s not hurting you, is it?”

  “No,” she admitted reluctantly. “It doesn’t actually hurt. I guess.”

  “Try it,” he encouraged. “Now, or later, if you wish. Attempt to slip away from us and see what happens.”

  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, you pervert.”

  “Go on, try it.”

  “I’m not trying anything.”

  He walked to the other side of the long room, far enough that she would not have heard him speak unless he was projecting his voice, and she felt something strange starting to occur. It was almost as though the clips were… it was hard to say, but she thought they might be vibrating. Or humming. Or something else weird and probably unpleasant.

  “Stop that!” She followed in his wake. “That’s not fair if you walk away from me.”

  “I suppose it isn’t,” he smirked, his haughty features softened by the amusement dancing in his icy slitted eyes. “Come then, pet. You can accompany me closely.”

  It turned out that the house was not entirely unfurnished. There were two rooms adjacent to the one she had been kept in, one that was Valkimer’s and one that was Chak’s. She could tell which was which quite easily. Chak’s bedding was covered in tanned furs and his walls were bare stone. Valkimer’s room was far more refined, the walls sculpted and carved into the shape of flying dragons, their eyes inlaid with rubies. Or maybe garnets. Brianna was no judge of jewels.

  “Your room is really nice,” she said. “You’re quite an interior d
ecorator.”

  “Thank you, I think,” Valkimer smiled. “Chak has no interest in the finer things of life. He likes to think of himself as a savage.”

  “Excuse me?” Chak’s deep voice rumbled from behind them. “I do not need the trappings of high society, because I’m not playing at being a little king.”

  “Call me a little king again and there will be consequences,” Valkimer warned.

  “Consequences? Are you going to trap his nipples in some weird device too?”

  “No,” Valkimer replied.

  “Certainly not,” Chak laughed. “Valkimer likes to play the lord.”

  “But there is only one lord here in reality, isn’t there, Chaks…”

  “Don’t call me that…”

  While they bickered, Brianna did indeed slip away. The warning Valkimer had given her was playing on her mind, but she wanted to see the rest of the furnished floor and explore it on her own terms. The room over from Valkimer’s was a library, full of books and texts, none of which she could read.

  How the dragons had managed to grasp English so well and thoroughly, she did not know, but she imagined they had probably learned it the same way all non-English speakers did. She moved through that room, every step making her nipples feel a little more sensitive.

  As she passed into the next room, a storeroom of some kind, the clips did begin to hum and vibrate against her nipples, sending excitement directly to her clit. She gasped and tried to pull the clips off, but they had become quite snug against her engorging buds and they would not move. Her attempts to remove them only served to stimulate her breasts even more as her pussy got wetter and wetter. She could feel her thighs getting slick as one of her hands dipped between her legs and the other kept rubbing at her breasts. She was making it worse for herself though; touching her pussy only encouraged the arousal, which was far greater than any she’d ever felt from having her nipples toyed with before.

  The dragon’s device was tapping into her sexual system, activating every part of it. She couldn’t help grinding her clit against her hand, masturbating herself as quietly as possible at first. Nothing she did made the sensation peak. She couldn’t come. She couldn’t relieve herself of the growing desire that was making her head fog with pure need.

  Valkimer and Chak found her writhing on the floor, her legs spread, her fingers deep inside her pussy, masturbating feverishly to attempt to relieve herself of the stimulation that was making her orgasmic system overload.

  “Well,” Chak smirked down at her as their presence finally made the vibration and heat cease, but did nothing to free her of her intense arousal, which continued even when she stilled her fingers. “Your device does seem to be effective, Valkimer.”

  “Mhm,” Valkimer beamed. He reached out with his foot and tapped her on the thigh. “Roll over, pet,” he ordered. “Lift your hips and present yourself for the fucking.”

  The light chains on the clips jangled gently. She was so overstimulated, so utterly overwhelmed with desire she would have put herself into any position for him. Brianna rolled over onto her stomach, then raised up onto her knees, her head down, her dripping pussy high.

  Valkimer bent down behind her and without so much as bothering to disrobe, merely freed his hard cock and pushed it into her pussy.

  She came immediately, her thighs trembling, her cunt grasping his cock desperately. Both men laughed as she shook and moaned, impaled on his hard length.

  “She needed that,” Chak smiled.

  “You’re a good little fuck pet,” Valkimer praised as he started to thrust inside her orgasming pussy, fucking her with hard strokes. Brianna let out long cries of pleasure as he took her firmly and passionately, using her creamy pussy for his release without much interest for what she needed. That fact only made Brianna hotter, her clit tingling as she held herself in position and was taken by the large, powerful dragon who viewed her pussy as his property.

  * * *

  It was one of the hottest things Chak had ever seen. Brianna’s desire was so intoxicating to the both of them. When they scented her need, it was all they could do not to take her and make her a puppet on their cocks immediately, but of course there was more to what they were doing. This was not mere fucking. This was training.

  Valkimer unloaded his seed inside her sex, slapping her bottom and telling her to hold position as he spread the last drops of it over her flowering petals. She did as she was told, her pink bottom beautifully displayed, her pussy still pulsing from her own peak.

  “Roll over, pet.” Chak heard his voice rough and dominant.

  She did as she was told, rolling over onto her back, looking up at him with those stunning green eyes that always held a dual note of mischief and innocence. It was that innocence they defiled with their training and their devices, with the clamps that held the pink buds of her nipples erect, the collar that encircled her throat and made her owned.

  She was waiting for him patiently, Valkimer’s seed spilling slowly from her pussy. He could not resist any longer. He knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs back so her knees were almost next to her chin and slid his thick cock inside her pussy with a slow stroke. He held her there like that, totally exposed, just using her cunt at his leisure as the creamy mixture of cum and pussy juice coated his cock. She was beautiful like this, her pussy loosened up and relaxed after Valkimer’s hard use of it, her lips pink and tender, the greedy little bud of her clit still standing erect, begging for attention.

  He rocked his hips back and forth, moving inside her with pure enjoyment. Her hot, wet, tender little cunt always felt good, but it was exceptionally welcoming once it had already been tamed and filled with cum.

  She moaned so beautifully and he reached down and toyed with the little bud at the apex of her pussy lips, the slippery lotion of cum making his fingers slide easily over it. Brianna’s head fell back and she began to moan with fresh orgasm. Chak took his time, slowly urging his cock in and out of her slick sex, allowing her to come on his rod over and over.

  The nipple clamps, which he had first thought were far too much, came into their own. The slightest tug at them made her pussy clench like a virgin’s. Chak alternated between toying with her clit and her nipples, sending her through a series of orgasms that left her pink and begging, though for what he could not say. She certainly did not want his cock to leave her tight pussy, she was doing all she could even in her spread and open position to keep him inside.

  Finally even he could no longer stand the teasing. His cock began to swell and he knew he had only a few strokes left before he too spent himself inside her. He leaned down, grinding his pubic bone against her tender clit and kissed her thoroughly as he pounded her pussy to orgasm, filling her for the second time in a matter of minutes with potent dragon seed.

  She wailed and quivered prettily below him as he pulled his cock from her puffy lips and pushed his fingers inside her, swirling them in her sex before pulling out a combination of their juices. He pressed his fingers to her mouth.

  “Open.”

  She did so obediently, tasting Chak and Valkimer and herself all mingled together.

  “Good girl.”

  Chapter Nine

  It was good to be a good girl, Brianna learned. Good girls got rewards. Good girls were pleasured, sometimes for hours at a time by dragon men who knew how to use their tongues on a woman’s nethers. She soon began to very much enjoy herself with her dragon captors, though it was not all enjoyable.

  Sometimes the training was hotter than anything Brianna had ever imagined was possible. Other times, it was boring in the same fashion. Valkimer was not an easy man to please. It wasn’t enough to go to her knees and spread them wide and lift her hips to present her pussy for fucking. It had to be perfect. Her knees had to be precisely one-and-a-half feet apart, her hips at an exact angle. If she was even slightly wrong, he would swat her bottom until she found the right place—but she would have preferred that to the endless etiquette lessons he also insis
ted on subjecting her to.

  “Fingers together, nearer the end of the handle,” he lectured as she sat naked at a finely set table, collar around her neck, nipples clamped, hand apparently using basic utensils incorrectly. “Hold it delicately. Use the two prongs to pick small slivers from your plate…”

  “Who cares how I use a fork?” Brianna sighed.

  “You must be ready.”

  “Ready for what?”

  “For the dinners you may attend with your new owner.”

  She cocked her head and looked up at Valkimer who stood next to her in formal attire, which made him imminently desirable in an old time leather and satin doublet sort of way. “Huh? What do you mean?”

  “You will have a new owner, pet. Perhaps several…”

  “Why?”

  “Because that is the nature of our business. You will be sold…”

  “You’re going to sell me!?” Shock made her shout.

  “Lower your voice, pet, the higher registers of your shrieks make my head ache,” Valkimer drawled.

  “Fuck your head and its ache,” Brianna slammed the entire setting to the floor, cups, bowls, plates, glasses crashing and smashing together. “Fuck you. And you too, Chak. Fuck the both of you.”

  “What did you think we were doing?”

  “I thought you wanted me for yourselves.”

  Valkimer’s smirk grew so wide she could not resist the urge to wipe it from his face. Her hand was in motion, her palm meeting his hard cheek with enough force to leave a brief blush of color across the side of his face.

  He let out a stunned growl and advanced upon her. She did not know what he would have done next, because Chak grabbed him and thrust him away from her, his hands held up in an expression of amnesty.