Dragon's Sacrifice (For BriefcaseRonin and I)

[Pywakit]

Amber glanced back at the village as she reached the top of the hill. It looked so peaceful in the moonlight. She could almost forget about the dire circumstances that had driven her to steal out into the night, dressed only in an elegant evening gown with a sheer, plunging neckline revealing ample cleavage, long flowing sleeves, and a slit up the left side that reached from the ankle all the way up to the hip. It was a sensuous dress, one a noblewoman might wear to a royal banquet if she wished to seduce a prince or a king. Amber had never worn anything so exquisite, so silky and smooth. The dark purple fabric looked black in the moonlight, contrasting with her pale, smooth skin. She shivvered. It wasn't that cold, but the thought of what she was doing gave her prickles of fear.

The dress might have looked like a noblewoman's garmet, but to the villagers of Goslenshire it meant something else entirely. It represented the craft of the village's most talented tailors, and was as much a sacrifice to the dragon as the woman who wore it.

Amber sighed, a deep feeling of fear, pride, and sadness weighing heavy on her heart. She had no one back in Goslenshire, not since her family and fiancee had died in the fire. She had volunteered for the yearly sacrifice, knowing that any other maiden who would be chosen would leave behind mourners. Amber was alone, yet in volunteering for the sacrifice she felt more a part of the village than ever.

The sight of the village was proving too much. Tears in her eyes, she turned to face the trail leading up the mountain to the dragon's lair. She had to reach the lair by sunrise, or the dragon would become angry. At least, that was how the stories went. In the last few decades, none of the sacrifices had been missed. Amber vowed to herself not to be the first, not to put Goslenshrie at risk. She took a deep breath and began to make her way up the trail toward her fate.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

The Great Red Dragon Chadiath

Chadiath's eyes slowly opened, like a scaled clam opening to reveal some infernal pearl. The dragon had slept for some time and it would take hours to shrug off the fatigue that clinged to her like the weight of ages. Pushing her large, powerful form onto all fours, she raised her head as high as she could within the cave and released a roar of such fearsome power that it made her domain shake. With a draconic yawn, Chadiath crawled out from her cave and then stood upon her legs, standing straight as her wings stretchted out, causing her shadow to reach across the path towards her, eclipsing the woman coming to her as a sacrifice and making it even darker.

Releasing another roar, she unleashed a gout of flame into the air like a geyser. Her wings flapped once, then twice, gaining speed with each movement. Slowly, ever so slowly, her huge form rose up into the sky, and she flew up into the night. The red dragon, it's color indescernable in the darkness, shot up through the sky and above the clouds, the bellowing that came from her throat reached out across the mountain side and the town below it, causing the villagers to quake in fear when she awoke them.

When she felt that strength return to her wings, she came back down, her speed and power causing the clouds above to twirl and follow after her until she outran them. Landing on all fours next to her home, she looked out across the expanse before crawling back within. The next task was even more important than waking up from her draconic hibernation: counting her hoarde. Many a thief was stupid enough to try and steal from a dragon's treasure, and she would make sure that no blasted rogues took from her. As she sat and began counting, she wondered what the new sacrifice would like like. All of them were young and beautiful, this one would be no exception or they would face the dragon's wrath.

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber froze in fear as the terrific sound of the dragon's roar echoed down the mountainside. Her blood ran cold, and when that second roar split the night, accompanied by a blast of firey red further up on the mountain's slope, she nearly panicked and fled. Only the image of Goslenshire burning held her rooted to the spot, and after a few moments, she forced herself into motion once again.

She was still too far away and her human eyes too unacustomed to the night to see the great, draconic form wing into the sky or return to its lair. She keept her eyes focused on the narrow path, making sure of each step before proceeding. Rumor held that dragons were picky about their sacrifices, and a dirty or disheveled maiden was as bad as no maiden at all. As she went, she made sure to lift the hem of her dress as she stepped over low patches of briars, and her hands often went to the intricate ebon braids that hung from her head, making sure the meticulous preparations of her dark hair had not become too badly mussed.

Her entire body was aching by the time she reached the cave entrance, as much as from exhausted panic as from the climb. A flickering red light, the light of dragonfire, glowed deep inside the cave. She glanced about, looking at the shelf of rock and noticed how clean it was. Apparently the story of dragons decorating their lair entrances with the dead bodies of their victims wasn't true. As she stepped into the cave, she found herself wondering how many more rumors about dragons she would be able to verify before the end came.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

The red dragon had just finished counting a huge stack of gold coins before she sniffed the air, the scent of the human reaching her reptilian snout. The thud of her steps was felt before it was even heard, and she rounded the corner to look upon the village's sacrifice. Her eyes widened and the forked tongue slipped from her mouth to lick across her scaled mouth. This sacrifice was very lovely; in fact, Chadiath was certain she looked more attractive than any of the others. Moving closer, she saw the fear in the human's eyes, leaning in and releasing a strong gust as well as some smoke from her snout as she breathed, "What do we have here? It seems the village has not been lax in remembering how provides it's safety."

Chadiath's voice was heavily feminine but no dragon was truly 'female' or 'male'. Unlike the other races of the world, the dragon was a creature that held both genders, but it could not mate with itself, of course. Because dragons, unlike most other reptiles, were intelligent and sentient, they liked to choose a sex. It was often a surprise to the virgins but she was not yet ready to reveal her androgyny to the human.

Reaching out, her claws gently stroked that fleshy cheek, "Such a pretty young thing, aren't you? A shame the village must lose you. Now, remove your clothes. I wish to see the rest of you, and I so dislike the taste of clothing."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber was frozen in panic. Despite the fact that she'd lived her whole life in the mountain's shadow, she'd never actually seen the dragon. And now that she stood before it, all the stories of their cruelty, their hunger, and their appetites for destruction seemed to be revealed as truths. Yet there was something more to the dragon... it possessed a strange sense of power, magnificence, and even deadly beauty. Amber's panic wasn't as much as from fear as it was from simple awe.

Afraid to speak, hoping that death would come quickly, she did as she was told. She reached up to the straps of her gown, fumbling with them with fingers barely able to function for their shaking. For a terrible moment she was sure she wouldn't be able to do it, that the dragon would become angry. She was afraid of what the dragon might do when it was angry. And then, like a tiny miracle, she felt the ties unfasten. The gown slid down over her body, pooling on the ground around her ankles, and Amber stood naked before the dragon. Her body was trim and lithe, the body of a dancer, with long legs, graceful curves, and firm breasts. A strange calm swept over her as the dragon examined her, and Amber closed her eyes and began to pray just under her breath.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

The dragon, watching closely, half chuckled as the woman could hardly remove those clothes. With one hand she pushed the girl a few steps back and then picked up the dress, "Why must these dresses always be the same? My hoarde already holds so many," Her eyes glanced to the naked women, praying to herself, "Follow me."

Turning around, Chadiath headed back towards her room in which her huge collection of treasures lay. It took a mortal's breath away when they first saw it, though the red dragon had long grown accustomed to the beauty of her own trove. There were huge piles of gold coins, sprinkled by all manner of extravagant items. There were jewel encrusted goblets, platinum silver wear, magical weaponry and even several suits of mithral armor. Such collections were the envy of every young wyrm.

"Hmm.." Her claw reached out to pick up a chest. Turning around, she held it out to her sacrifice and opened it, "I understand you humans are ashamed of your natural state and wear clothing to hide it. This chest holds some of the most extravagant dresses weaved by Elven craft maidens, I assure you they are -quite- comfortable."

Turning away, she began examining a large axe with a mithral blade and a gold handle. However, she continued to speak, "You may be confused, human. I am not hungry at this paticular moment, and so.." Setting the axe down onto a weapons collection, she turned back to the human, "You will talk to me.. Tell me your name and tell me of your life."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber opened her eyes in surprise and followed the dragon back into its lair, expecting to be eaten at any moment. Once inside the lair, Amber's eyes widened in wonder, her fear for a moment displaced by the overwhelming sight of the dragon's treasure. She was still gawking when the dragon gave her the open chest containing the elven dresses. Numb with shock, Amber mechanically looked through the dresses, thinking only that the dragon must enjoy the flavor of elven thread more than human thread. Still... she didn't want to take any chances. She found the skimpiest dress she could find, a deep red outfit that consisted of a loose half-shirt with thin shoulder straps and a delicate network of hanging strings laced with gemstones that hung from just below her breasts to her midriff, leaving her flesh from the bottoms of her tits to two inches above her maidenhood open and on display. The lower part of the outfit was little more than a belt, a red silk loincloththat hung down her front to the knees, and a triangular-shaped wedge of cloth that barely covered her sex. In the back, the fabric slimmed down to a single strip that, as she pulled it on, wedged snugly between her buttocks, leaving her cheeks exposed. If the dragon didn't like the taste of clothes... these clothes would annoy it the least, Amber reasoned.

Yet the dragon had said it wasn't hungry. In fact, it wanted her to speak, and even now regarded her with its huge, strangely hypnotic eyes.

Amber cleared her throat, idly toying with one of the many black braids of hair that now hung down over her shoulder to mingle with the jeweled fringe of the lower half of her shirt.

"I... uh... my name is Amber. I... I've never wed, so I have no family name of yet. I lost my father's name when he... he and my mother died. In a fire. I have no sisters or brothers or true friends, so you need not fear foolhardy reprisals from vengeful siblings or husbands. I have been offered by the village to you as a sacrifice, and I come here willingly to buy my village another year of life..." She trailed off, hoping she had told the dragon what it wanted to hear and hoping she hadn't foolishly said anything that would cause it to lash out at the village.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

A soft rumble came in her throat as she watched Amber dress into that exotic elven clothing. Her forked tongue flicking out before moving back into her own mouth. As the human began to talk, the red dragon laid down and curled up, resting her head upon the fine carpet the was laid across the floor. It was obvious that Chadiath was listening intently, quite interested to learn about this sacrifice. When her tale was finished, the dragon nodded, "Good. Becaussse that village is dead to you, now. Know this, Amber, I will not eat you but don't expect me to give you reasonsss! At least not yet!"

She reached out with one hand, two of her talons gently running through Amber's hair before she freed her hair from those braids, "There, that is much better. Hmm, tired, I sssee. Follow me."

Rising up again, Chadiath moved through her cave to another room where there lay a rather extravagant bed. However, it was obviously for someone of human size and why a dragon would need one was rather confusing. Moving to one side of the bed, the dragon looked over at Amber before running her own claws over the bed, "It is quite comfortable, I assure you. You will sssleep here, and when you awake, there will be food waiting for you."

Beginning to leave, she turned to look back at Amber, her eyes narrowing a bit, "Do not try to escape, because I will know if you do. Do not question me, you have not gained that right. You are mine now, part of my hoarde and collection. But you may know my name, human, it is Chadiath, but -you- will refer to me as Mistresssss until further notice, undersstand?"

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber was still speachless, and could barely muster the courage to nod as the dragon told her its name. Only after the dragon had left did she feel the blood rushing back into her limbs, and she all but collapsed onto the bed. Somehow, she managed to crawl up onto teh bed and pulled the sheets around her shaking body, making a nest in the center of the soft mattress. What did the dragon want with her? Was she to be part of some strange collection now? Is that what Chadiath had said? What did that mean? She felt a pang in her stomach; she was hungry now, but didn't have the courage to look for food yet. Chadiath had said there would be food in the morning, so Amber did her best to sleep.

It was several hours before sleep finally came to the frightened girl, but when it did, it was free of nightmares and bad dreams.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

When Amber awoke the next morning she would find a feast before her. There were meats, cheeses, vegetables and even a glass with a bottle of wine sitting next to it. It was doubtful anyone but the nobles ever had such sumptious food but apparently the dragon was willing to please. The chest of dresses also sat next to the bed now, opened and waiting if the human wished to wear a different dress today.

Chadiath had been flying through the sky for several hours, ever since the sun began to rise. She soared through the clouds, her wings carrying her as she glided back toward the cave. Flying was practically intoxicating, and Chadiath wished to get the urge out of her system before she dealt with Amber. They would be inside for the rest of the day.

Landing and stretching herself out before deciding to check to see if the human had gotten enough sleep, she then entered. Taking a slow look around as she padded towards Amber's new room, peeking in, she watched Amber for a moment before speaking, her voice strong and demanding, "Human, remove your clothes and follow me, it is time for you to clean yourself."

That red, scaley, head poked into the room, watching Amber before the dragon turned and headed to a tunnel, waiting. She looked down in thought, her eyes glancing to the creature known as Amber. She was unsure why she felt so.. strange around the human. Something about her intrigued Chadiath, and she wished to find out what made the human so special.

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

When she woke, the food was there. Amber looked at the feast in shock... where had the dragon managed to find all this? Had it prepared the food on its own? Or did it have an entire band of slaves working for it elsewhere in the caves? Amber thought about it a little, and then decided that this was the most likely explanation. She hesitated a moment, wondering if the food was poison, and then realized that a dragon wouldn't need to stoop to poison to kill a prisoner. She ate, and then she slept again.

After she woke, Amber looked around her room a bit. She found the chest of clothes and slipped into a more comfortable blue robe. She was still exhausted from her long walk the night before, despite her nap, and realized it was likely distress about being captured that was the real culprit. She wasn't supposed to be alive still! She was supposed to have been eaten!

When Chadiath spoke, Amber jumped and spun on her heel. How long had the dragon been watching? It was so quiet for something so huge. She hesitated, and then slid off her robe, standing naked and trembling before the dragon and still too frightened to speak. No clothes... time to get clean... yes.

Amber realized she was about to be eaten for dinner, and the knowledge strangely calmed her nerves as she followed the dragon down the tunnel.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

The red dragon walked beside Amber, quiet except for the odd rumble from her or when she reached to rub at a scar that ran across the left side of her chest. Her eyes glanced down at the human's body, so slender and soft, far different from her own scaley form. With a huff, she motioned to another room as they entered it, "This is where you will clean yourself, human," Her hand moved from side to side, motioning to the important parts of the room.

The ground was littered with expensively soft pillows as well as a finely woven carpet much like the one in Amber's room and the one in the room for Chadiath's hoarde. There were several dresses laid out to one side and on the other side was another tray of food. In the center of the room was a hallowed out crater in the floor filled with water.

Chadiath moved closer, placing her talon in the water before taking it out, "This is much too cold, allow me.." Leaning in, flames poured from between her teeth and licked at the water until the steam was rising from it. She let it cool a bit and then motioned for Amber, "Enter and clean yourself, human."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber winced as the dragon blew flames across the water, quickly bringing it to a boil. She almost thought the dragon intended for her to step into the boiling water, that she'd be cooked that way, made into soup. Yet the dragon bade her wait, and when she gave Amber permission to enter the pool... the woman found the water to be hot, but not unpleasantly so.

Amber sunk into the water, settling upon a natural shelf and sitting so just the tops of her shoulders protruded above the water. Her long dark hair spread out around her like a corona. For a moment, she simply sat there, afraid to move. She could see the soap nearby, and longed to use it to clean herself, yet she found that with the dragon watching she could barely manage the will to breathe.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

Chadiath could sense the uneasiness in the room, infact she could probably scratch it with her claws. With a soft frown she pushed herself up and made her way from the room, sitting outside the entrance with only her tail visible as it wagged slowly from side to side. The dragon rested on the stone floor, listening and waiting for Amber to begin cleaning herself. A part of her felt as though she owed the human an explanation.

After all, the human had come here expected to be devoured, she had prepared herself completely for the end of her life and it had not yet come. She just have been expecting it any moment now. With a huff that released smoke from her snout she turned a bit to look towards the entrance, "I.. Do not be afraid of me, human, I mean you no harm. I have no desire to hurt you. I have lived a very long time and I.. I am very lonely. I desperately desire a companion but my race has dwindled in these days."

She shifted, trying to become more comfortable, "You are.. intriguing to me, human. I do not know why but I find you fascinating. Perhaps it is because you are as alone as I am, without any other Wyrms that share my blood. I know that I am one of the last of our kind and that sooner or later, your people will send for some champion or else they will come of their own accord and slay me for their own fame, glory, and propserity."

"I just wish to know.. will you keep me company, human? You will never be without ammenities. You will have food, bed, and bath. And I am here to give you whatever you desire."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

After the dragon left, Amber felt the shreds of bravery start to return to her heart. The warmth of the water was soothing her as well, and before she really realized it she'd reached out and retireved the soap. In moments, she'd worked up a serious lather. She felt the grime and sweat of the previous day wash away, and as she ran her fingers through her long black hair, washing it as well, she allowed herself to relax, just a bit.

She immediately tensed, grabbing at the sides of the pool as the dragon spoke. Yet as she listened to what the dragon said, she grew confused. She... she wasn't going to be eaten? The dragon was... lonely? That was so unexpected Amber wasn't sure what to think. Finally, she spoke in a soft voice.

"Mistress... I only want to serve you. To do what you wish, that is my only desire. As long as my village is spared, I am yours to do with as you will. I can promise you that no one will come to challenge you, at least for a year, when the next sacrifice comes due..."

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

Chadiath huffed a bit, slowly pushing herself up and crawling back into the wash room, "Is that so? Are you so certain that you are willing to do as I ask and serve me willingly?"

As the red dragon grew closer and closer, she appeared to be.. changing. Something was odd, and then the human put her finger on it - Chadiath was transforming. She was growling small, and her tail and wings began to dissappear completely. Her scales grew soft and a peach color, her horns exploded into a cascade of red hair, her snout shifted into a flat face, and her talens turned into well manicured red nails.

Now, as Amber sat in that warm water, she was no longer looking at a dragon. She was looking at a human female of incredible beauty with supple tan skin, perfect, firm breasts, long luxurious hair in brilliant bouncing curls, and her eyes held a blood red iris. A serpentine tongue licked over her lips, and she slipped slowly into the water, "Mmm.. Amber, even a dragon has certain.. needs."

Moving closer, she rested her hands on each side, holding onto the rim of the primitive tub, "I desire a companion, a woman who will willingly give herself to me in the most intimate of manners. I will give you pleasures and sensations of such a pleasing and foreign nature, that no human could ever hope to satisfy you in quite the same way. And my draconic seed will fill your womb, and give you such -delicious- warmth."

Chadiath leaned closer, and closer, and closer! Within moments that seemed like an eternity, she was face to face with the human, her warm breath running across that tender flesh. Her forked tongue licked across her cheek and over that ear before she whispered into it, "When you finish cleaning, return to your bed. Dress in something... alluring. And do not try to escape, I will know if you attempt such a foolish thing."

With that, she stood up in the water, moving out of it as she walked from the room, absolutely beautiful and sensual in a way that made her serpentine manners all the more enticing, "You will learn to enjoy your time with me, I assure you."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

For several moments, Amber sat in the tub, shocked and unsure what to think. She had led a sheltered life, had spent much of it helping her parents. She knew about boys, and saw how the other girls growing up chased them, but she'd never felt the urge to join them. On the contrary, she often found herself watching the girls themselves instead, their long flowing hair, beautiful dresses, their curves... She wasn't sure why she seemed to be drawn to them more, and had learned early on to suppress her interest. She put her life into her work. And when her parents died in the fire... she found she'd had no one to fall back to. This was why she'd volunteered to be sacrificed. And now... in all places... this dragon had reawakened her forbidden, deepest secret curriosity in a manner of seconds.

The dragon's human form was still burned into Amber's mind. She was so beautiful! Beyond anything she'd ever seen before, and with reason. She was more than human after all. Moving in a daze, she finished washing. She rose and dried herself, then returned to her room.

Chadiath had asked her to dress in something alluring... Amber saw nothing more so than that first dress she'd chosen, and quickly slipped the red two-piece outfit back on, its beaded fringe clattering as she slid onto the bed and waited for her draconic mistress to call.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

The dragon entered the room soon after Amber dressed and lay on the bed. She was still in human form with a luxurious, silk robe of a shade of red that matched her hair and eyes. Moving towards where her sacrifice lay, her hands slipped from the sleeves of her robe, moving outwards and stretching, tossing that bit of attire to the floor to reveal her glorious body again. In the better light of the room, the human could see that even in her human form, the pale scar still remained across the left side of her chest.

Climbing into the bed, Chadiath's lust-filled eyes roamed across every inch of her slave. She could hardly wait to fill her with her draconic length and then mark her as her own with her seed. But that would be for later. Now, Chadiath would make this girl her's and she would pleasure the human until she was begging for it.

With great speed, she moved around Amber and held her close. She pressed up behind her latest sacrifice, pressing her body against that soft back before her hands began to roam. She slid the cloth back over those breasts, watching the globes of flesh bounce upon release. Her other hand brushed aside those clattering beads and rested upon that triangle-shaped wedge covering her sex. Those fingers brushing across the supple flesh.

Hissing in pleasure, she savored the feeling of that creamy skin, squeezing those breasts and gently giving her buttocks a soft slap. Her fingers tweaked and pinched those nipples before rubbing them, making sure they were stiff. Leaning her head down, that forked tongue darted out, flickering across one of those nipples, wrapping around it and then pulling it into her lips as she suckled on it. With one pleasured, she shifted positions and gave the same to the other breast, "Mm.. Sssss... delicioussss.."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber grew tense as Chadiath embraced her. She closed her eyes, partially because she didn't want the dragon to see any fear within them, but mostly because the sudden feeling of the other woman's hands on her body was so shockingly pleasurable. As she embraced her, Amber felt the dragon's breasts pressing against her back and marveled at the wonderful heat in those rock-hard nipples.

When the dragon's tongue darted out to wrap around one of her nipples and lifted her breast, the feeling was too much. Amber gasped in delight at the feeling, and between her legs she felt something stirring, a feeling she'd felt before watching the women in town. A feeling she'd pushed away. But now... with no one but Chadiath nearby... there was no need. Amber relaxed, and moaned louder as the warmth and wet between her legs began to spread.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

Chadiath's entire body radiated with a delicious and comforting warmth, a heat that came from the fiery hot dragon blood that coursed through her veins. However, Amber was growing warm as well, though not exactly in the same way. The hot, wet, excitement that grew between the human's legs alerted her to Amber's pleasure, and she felt exceedingly glad that her sacrifice did not fight this. Now, she would increase the plesaure, and give her more and more until finally the dragon entered her mortal servant and filled her with her potent dragon seed.

With her hand that felt the excitement emenating from between her thighs, she grabbed that wedge of cloth, and moved it to the side to reveal that sex. It was a creamy pale shade and it glistened with juices. Oh, the dragon sighed contently as she looked down upon it, her fingers gently running through the small thatch of raven hair above her womanhood, "Such a beautiful flower. Mmm, and it smells so sweet. I wonder, are it's nectars delicious as well?"

Her middle finger slowly rubbed up and down the cleft, massaging the puffed, wet, lips. When she was satisfied with how quickly the human was lubricating, that finger slipped between those folds and slid deep into her depths. The finger took long, slow, leisurely thrusts into her, exploring those tight inner walls while the rest of her hand squeezed and rubbed Amber's wonderfully soft mound, "Is it good, human? Do you enjoy this pleasure? Tell me. Tell me what pleasures you want."

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber was losing herself in the pleasure, and when Chadiath spoke she had to concentrate to reply. When she did, her voice was soft and shaky.

"Yes... my mistresss... that feels incredible..."

Amber writhed against Chadiath, rubbing her shoulders back and forth against the woman's tits. She longed to return the pleasures the dragon was giving her, but feared to take the advantage. Instead, she reached down and slid the lower half of her outfit down, allowing it to drop to the ground and giving her lover easier access to her body.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

A bit more rubbing, a bit more licking, and then Chadiath tossed the girl down on her back, moving in and spreading her legs. She then slid between those creamy thighs, her serpentine tongue darting out and lapping up those drops of glistening juice. Those forked tips poked at the sex, rubbing over the lips before finding entrance. Her tongue began to devour the juices that came from the human while her hands explored of their own free will. One hand merely continued to massage and squeeze one of those thighs; the other, however, sought out the area above Amber's womanhood, moving the fingers over the hood to reveal that clit.

Her fingers began playing with it, massaging the nub and then pinching and rolling it. She even used her nose, brushing it gently over that sensitive little bit of flesh. Her tongue, still within that canal of pleasure, increased it's pace. Now, the dragon's pink, forked, muscle was flickering over the inner walls at an incredible pace, giving her sacrifice a taste of the pleasures she could only achieve with a dragon.

"Mmmm," Chadiath's eyes lazily closed as she imagined the intimate encounter she would soon engage in with the human in her bed. Amber's human belly and womb would be filled completely by her pearly white dragon cum. The dragon doubted she could give Amber her children, very few dragons were left, and even fewer humans with any amount of dragon blood in them. But even if she couldn't be used for procreation, her company would be enjoyed nonetheless.

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

As Chadiath increased her ministrations, Amber grew more bold with her budding lusts. She still suspected somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, that the dragon was toying with her, trying to bring her to the brink of bliss before eating her, perhaps spewing a gout of searing fire up inside her body between her legs. But Amber couldn't think of a better way to go.

She moaned, then spread her legs further to invite Chadiath further inside her. Her hands slid down, found that luxurious full head of crimson hair, and began to weave through it, massaging her lover's scalp at the same time she pressed her head more firmly against her pussy. Amber had been with men before, of coruse; she'd never become pregnant, and none of them had taken this much interest in pleasing her. The feelings she felt now were almost alien. If this was what sex was really like... being sacrificed to a dragon was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Chadiath

Chadiath's head moved away from that sex, and she licked her own lips clean with a hungry and lusty moan. She kept Amber's legs spread, eyeing that womanhood. The dragon couldn't wait, she had to have the human now! Her tongue flicked out and she hissed, her eyes closing as something happened. It was obvious that she was doing something, but what? That was the mystery.

Or at least, it was the mystery. With a soft moan, the lips of her own pussy spread and something emerged. It was long, hard, and a dark red. It was obvious what it was, but it wasn't entirely shaped like a human male's equipment. The head had no strange, mushroom-like, shape; rather, it just decreased in size until it was a tip. The length of it was throbbing with thick veins and it was obviously ready for action.

The thing that was the most shocking was it's size. It was very large, and would put any man from Amber's village to shame. Long, hard, and smooth, it looked incredibly appealing, but also painful if it were to enter. Chadiath teased with the idea, rubbing the length of it across the human's dripping wet sex. Her eyes, looking very draconic now, looked back at Amber's, "Are you ready? Are you willing to give yourself to me in this manner?"

 

[Pywakit]

Amber

Amber couldn't help sighing as Chadiath pulled away, leaving her sex wet and cooling in the air. But when that immense and strange phallus emerged from between the woman's own lips to tremble terrible and huge before her, Amber's eyes widened. She tensed as Chadiath leaned forward; despite the pleasaurable feeling of it sliding that tip up and down along her lips, Amber was certain it'd rip her open once the dragon shoved it into her.

"Ummmm.... wait... wait a minute... won't that... won't it hurt me?" She licked her lips and trembled in nervous anticipation. "I mean... I can't bring pleasure to you if I'm dead, can I?" she asked, hoping it were true.