Dragon Queen: Origin (closed)

[Artemidorus]

Artemous straddles him, his huge member stretching from her crotch to her breasts and resting along her skin. Shes grateful he doesn't impale her, she doesn't think she could survive that. At least not all the way in, and not without magic.

She sqeazes her thighs around his base, holding the great member in place, then she grabs her breasts and uses them to start massaging the great pole. She wraps the orbs around him tightly, almost painfully , and begins milking hos rod with them. She opens her mouth to pleasure the head as her breasts thrust it up towards her mouth. Her tongue laps at it in long licks and sucks, her lips pressing h hard to his ridges.

She sucks every dallop of precum her makes down greedily, occasionaly sharing it to her breasts to lubricate it, she begins to slide up and down his pole with her whole body, riding him, licking him and fucking him with her tits.

He rubs against her slit and she moans, showing him everything he's doing for her. How aroused she is that she gets to pleasure him. That excitement flows through her and she begins to speed up, cicling and rubbing her hips against him, tightening her breasts around him and sucking as much of his head as she could.

 

[Hard_Rom]

The Dragon Lord growls and hisses and starts to buck his hips upward, as if he was ramming his monstrous penis inside her. Slowly at first like waves under a small boat rising and falling. Quickly though he gives in to the sights, scents, sounds and feeling of Artemous pleasuring his cock with half her body. He senses her willingness to punish her breasts for his pleasure. The picture in his mind of Artemous squirming, writhing and screaming in pure pleasure with most of his cock in her is shared with her. Lord Omega reaches down with his hands and traps her body between them. Holding her in place, he masturbates using her body, breasts and mouth as his sex toys.

He fucks his cock up and down her body as she clings to it. The textures and ribs of the base of his cock roughly ride over her pussy lips and clit. The smooth ridges of his cock's length force their way through her tightly held breasts. The tip of his cock stretches her mouth wide. The dragon cock leaks precum continuously coating Artemous body and face. Her juices make the base of his cock shine and add to an aroma that makes Omega roar in pleasure.

"DRINK!" the voice of the Dragon roars, "DRINK OF THE SEED OF THE DRAGON." "BATHE IN THE ESSENCE OF LIFE THAT YOU MAY GROW STRONG IN HIS SERVICE!"

The Dragon Lord Omega roars again as he thrusts his hips upwards, grips his sextoy and begins to cum. His cock literally fountains silver iridescent dragon cum.

 

[Artemidorus]

"Yes master yes- use me- dow with me anything your heart desires. I am yours! I am yours! I am yours!" she cried out, his ridges slamming into her sensitive bits.

She can feel herself bruising from the abuse but she still squeezes her tits tigher as she feels him tense up. "Yes master- yes-" she covers his slit with her mouth, drinking up his precum just as he erupts.

The silver cum leaks from her mouth and nose but she swallows and swallows as much as she can for her lord, gently stroking him as he violently filled her wanting mouth. It's warm and metallic but she thinks nothing of the taste; only of wanting to please him.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Not needing to hold the receptacle of his dragon seed in place, Lord Omega relaxes and lets his clawed hands fall from her body. His sharp talons lightly rake Artemous' back, breaking the skin. He shudders and growls as the girl half-drowned with his cum gulps, snorts and chokes as she attempts to swallow all his gushing seed. When she raises her head to breathe and swallow, his silver seed bathes her face, throat and body. It runs down her body and over her breasts to pool between her legs as she milks his load from his cock with her breasts.

As the force and volume of his climax subside, the Dragon Lord reaches down to cup the round globes of Artemous' buttocks. Drawing her upwards and detaching her limbs and body from his cock. Cum still slowly oozes from his dragon cock. It falls back against his body as he pulls Artemous up his giant frame. Her cum covered body leaves a wet shining trail on his scaly hide. The head of his cum leaking monstrous cock now lies hard against the entrance to her cunt, slowly pumping out the last of his seed.

As gently as Dragon Lord can, Lord Omega strokes Artemous hair, cum slick as it is, as he snuggles her on his chest. Laying back to enjoy the after glow of his orgasm, he gathers his wings about the two of them, cloaking Artemous in his red leathery wings.

"Your wanton abandonment and submission are duly noted, girl." the Dragon Lord sends across the link, "Thank you!"

 

[Artemidorus]

She basks in her own afterglow, made only that much sweeter by his. She senses it through the link and it sends chills down her spine. He wraps her in his wings and she rubs her hands along his body softly,massaging ever so gently.

She feels herself grow hot again with the head of his member leaking straight into her lower lips, but she doesn't say anything, biting the feeling back. Her pleasure is irrelevant compared to her masters.

She's taken aback by his thanks. "It is my absolute priviledge. You have honored me, master." Her servitude and adoration are nothing but sincere. She had planned her whole life to get to this moment. To earn herself worthy of the dragon lord.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"You are correct, Artemous," her Lord and Master replies, "It is a privilege to be so honoured."

The pheromones Artemous releases reach the Dragon Lord's brain before her thoughts do. He laughs a deep rumbling laugh as she almost nuzzles her cunt against his cock. He does not need a telepathic link to sense her wants.

Gathering up Artemous in his arms, Lord Omega stands and carries her to the entrance hole in the floor. Far beneath a river of lava flows in a deep chasm. Looking back he takes in the mess of cum running down the chair's front, pooling on the ground and soiling the pelt.

"Remember to have the servants clean that up," he instructs the filthy cum covered girl.

Then he steps forward and drops through the hole. One hundred feet below he snaps open his wings, dodges two stalactites and then flares out to land near the underground river's entrance to the cavern. The cold waters of the river emerge two hundred feet up the cavern wall to fall and collect in numerous pools of varying temperature and mineral content. A pool of the clearest freshest of waters is his target. The pool has a blanket of steam over it and seems close to a simmer.

Still holding his dirty pet, Omega steps down into the hot waters. Underwater terraced steps and ledges surround the large pool. Even with the water's clarity, the bottom is not visible. For the Dragon Lord it is piping hot. Were it not for the bracelet, Artemous would cook slowly and ever so painfully. With it, the water is over hot but bearable.

Lord Omega lets Artemous move away from him.

"Wash yourself. Then me"

 

[Artemidorus]

The water was almost burning on her skin, but despite the boiling bubbles she was safe. Must have been the bracelet. She started with her hair, wringing it in the simmering water, then moved to her breasts, getting all of his seed off of her. She cleaned her sex, finding a little blood there, but moved on. There was nothing she wouldn't give to her lord.

Once she was clean she moved to him, starting with his chest, then his stomach, where most of the cum was. Then she moved around behind him, rubbing and cleaning his shoulders with the palms of her hands and light pressure. She smoothed her hands down his arms a few times, then down his back. Once that was done she moved to his front and gestured to his crotch. "May I?" She asked, thinking it best to gain permission for the more sensitive area.

 

[Hard_Rom]

This is the first time Lord Omega has been able to enjoy a proper temperature bath, properly attended. Troll hags don't count as proper attendant's. Able to withstand the heats but barely sentient enough to speak, two or more in close proximity quickly became a bloody battle for supremacy. Artemous touch is very light through his tough hide. He will instruct her on how to do better.

Rising to his feet, The Dragon Lord instructs his body servant, "You must exert more pressure, be more vigorous and use more of your body to cleanse and massage me. I can assure you, my dear, you can not hurt me. My cock can hurt you far more than you could hurt it. Your best attempts would probably just arouse the Dragon in me. You need not worry about sensitive areas."

"I do like a good leg massage. A wet girl rubbing herself up and down my leg is actually quite relaxing." "Sometimes!"

 

[Artemidorus]

Artemous nodded. She knew he must be fairly resistant to her through his hide, but she didn't wish to over step. She put more force into her massaging, rubbing with real elbow grease this time. She moves to his legs, stroking up and down his thighs with force, rippling the muscle under her hands.

Her chest bounces with the effort, slapping the water. "Like this, my lord?" She kneads with her thumbs a she wrings her hands up and down, up and down, long strokes, moving across his entire thighs.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Much better, little one," the Dragon Lord says pleasantly to Artemous as she wraps her wet body around his legs, massaging each deeply in turn.

He reaches down and strokes and pets her, while she ministers to the thick corded muscles of his legs. Her touch relaxes and at the same time stimulates him. Lord Omega looks down upon his new servant and is very pleased. Her devotion to him is open in her mind. She has no ulterior motives. The seeking of knowledge is hardly a selfish desire. Her drive to accomplish her life's task and the hazarding of the risk of it failing utterly in one blast of dragon fire impresses him. She thinks long term and aims high. Very dragon like.

The possibilities that open up with Artemous at his side approach on the ultimate achievement, the reincarnation of the Dragon race. Plans can be advanced by many years with two working towards the goal. The conquest of the Southern Confederacy is very much now within his grasp. Within their grasp!

"Good girl!" he tells her, "How would you like to be Queen of Shadripur?" "Think about it while you clean my cock. Although not so vigorously. There is still a danger to you if I become overly aroused for now."

The girl is well read perhaps she may have heard of Shadripur, with it's pyramid temple fortresses, from tales of the Last Empire. With the Great Waste and the Dragon Mountains between them. The east and western regions of the great continent have been divided for three hundred years and have almost entered mythology.

 

[Artemidorus]

She nodded as she moved to his cock, understanding that she had to be gentle but not stimulating. She held his length in one hand while scooping water over it with the other, washing the silver residue away, wiping down either side and carefully on his balls till he was completely clean.

Then he asked her that glorious question. She saw in his head the pyramid shaped shrines. Conquering them would be legendary. She looked down with a smile, then back up to his eyes. "Only with you a the king." She answered.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Pleasantly surprised, Lord Omega chuckles. He caught that flash of ambition from Artemous. Legendary! He likes that.

He is still chuckling when he turns and exits the pool. With a glance towards his hoard, he commands and Unseen. Moving to an open vent, he allows the hot blast of air to dry him. The Unseen deposits a bejewelled brush on a shelf by the pool and vents.

"When you have dried, join me on the second floor of the tower," he orders Artemous, "Use the bracelet but remember you must have seen a location to teleport there. If not then it is walk or climb stairs."

Taking a few seconds to drink in her loveliness, he watches her emerge dripping from the simmering pool and enter the hot vents. Then he is gone in the blink of an eye.

 

[Artemidorus]

Artemous dries, the vents providing such a lovey heat as it rid her of the dampness. She brushes out her long hair, holding it out as she does to let the air hit it. After she's done she lets it hang down to her hips.

She turned and the let warm air wash over he back, tickling her ass. She bent over and relished in the feeling of it hitting her folds. It was nice, but nothing near orgasmic. Just pleasant and clean.

Once she was done she looked at the bracelet. She picture the masters chambers, but nothing happened. She felt a bit dizzy, but she forced herself to focus. She imagined the bed and the bones, the soiled pelt on the floor- and with a rushing feeling, she was there.

 

[Hard_Rom]

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Artemous' Lord and Master's human manifestation watches as she teleports successfully to the first floor abode of the Dragon Lord. She sways a bit from the slight dizziness associated with displacement magics. But she will get used to it and soon be moving across the world as from room to room, he is sure.

A slight smile appears on his mahogany tanned face. A face described as long and strong boned, with high cheek bones and lantern jaw. The shocking red of his hair and the signs of scales around one eye leave no doubt as to his identity. He looks down on Artemous from the staircase leading up to his rooms above. His loins stir as he looks hungrily at her. Flame tinged hair falling to her hips tantalizing by bringing even more attention to the round fair globes of her ass. Great tits too.

He allows the last thought to project.

"Join me when you are done," he orders as Artemous looks up.

Well over six feet and two hundred pounds, he leans over the staircase.

"The Unseen require word, thought and hand motions," Omega says down to Artemous before turning to climb and enter his own abode.

 

[Artemidorus]

She smiles up at her lord in his human form. Even in this shape he is still much larger than her, still the essence of power. She was breathless and dizzy from the teleportation, but she almost giggled a bit at him thinking about her breasts. She thought back about how he wasn't bad to look at either. In any of his forms.

She followed him up the stairs, listening to his instructions about thr unseen.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Stopping on the landing below his rooms, Omega looks out a narrow window at the incredible view of the Dragon Mountains and the Northern Wilderness plateau. He has a smile on his face, which he hides as he turns on Artemous. Obediently she stands behind him waiting, looking oh so desirable he thinks. Brusquely he takes her by the upper arm in his large hand and easily drags her to the staircase railing. He points down to the floor of the Dragon Lord's abode at the scene of their deviant debauchery, the Dragon Lord's mammoth chair.

"You were told to have the Unseen clean that up!" he growls, "Apparently you do not realize the danger of disobedience and failure." "What if your Dragon Lord was to sit down unexpectedly in a wet spot or slip on it."

"All your beauty, your intelligence, the hard work to get this far, great plans set in motion. Gone, wasted and set back years in time. In the time it takes for a backhand to snap your neck. There are times when I can be quite forgiving. Like now. And there are times... well let's say I might be remorseful. The Dragon has no forgiveness."

Omega releases Artemous arm and sweeps her long hair back over her shoulder. So he can see her tits better.

"I know this has been a very... extraordinary day for you. But if you are to rule as a Queen, you will have to be better than a forgetful cleaning slut. Now attend to your duties as mistress of this tower properly and then join me upstairs."

He turns Artemous back down the stairs and gives her ass a good smack with his large hand, before leaving her. He leaves the door to his chambers open.

 

[Artemidorus]

Artemous drops to her knee after he lets her go, bowing her head. "My apologies my lord." how could she be so forgetful? This would not happen again.

She walked down the stairs, him slapping her ass as she walked away. She found a servant, an unseen, and pointed to the pelt. "Take that and clean it." she pointed to another. "You. Clean up anything that got on the floor."

She stepped back, supervising them work to make sure they did as told. She made sure the servants dried the floor and folded up the pelt and placed it over the back on his chair.

She nodded to them as thanks before heading upstairs. She bowed before him, face pointed to the ground again. "I throughly apprecaite your patience with me, master. I will not disappoint you again."

 

[Hard_Rom]

Lord Omega sits in his reading chair, drinking from a horn. A large red leather cushioned piece with ivory inlays and decorated with large herd animal motifs like mammoth, auroch and giant stag. The chair fits well with the room. A few weapons and beast skulls adorned wall space but most is taken up with large bookshelves. There is a balcony with yet more books. More for ambiance a large fire burns in a hearth. A couple of couches with fur pelt covers, several closets and a medium sized heavy oak table with chairs complete the furniture. Prominently above the fire is a map of the known world made from the single hide of a large beast. Even at the map's scale, Artemous valley home and the other four of the Borderlands are obscure representations.

"No, you will not. We will discuss your punishment later," he says nonchalantly.

With a simple thought, a word and a gesture from Lord Omega, Unseen move forwards. Two embroidered gold and pearl slippers are placed at Artemous feet. A long cream coloured sheer silk chiffon dress is presented to her. Apparently strapless and split to the hips on both sides, it is accompanied by a knot belt of woven hair, gold thread and pearl beads.

An Unseen brings Omega a refill of his mead horn.

"Please, get dressed," he tells Artemous.

"Slowly!"

He leans back drinking from his horn.

 

[Artemidorus]

"If course, master." Artemous nodded, picking up the dress, stepping into it and slowly pulling it up her body and around her perky breasts. She leans forward, looking down her cleavage as she adjusts the top. She spent time smoothing it over her hips, adjusting her chest and straightening it around her waist. She turns around, then grabs the belt, pulling it up behind her, tight, it slide up her ass and she fastens it so it falls around her hips.

She slides her feet into the shoes, one at a time, and she runs her fingers through her hair. She pulls it all to one side and brushes it with her fingers. Once she's sure everything is perfect she locks eyes with her master. "Like this, my lord?"

 

[Hard_Rom]

Omega watches as the beautiful Artemous dresses. His cock stirs when she bends over to pull the dress up. He gets a lovely view of her cunt and ass. The way her tits hang down and sway make him growl softly. Clothing herself in the thin fabric conceals almost nothing and extenuates all. You can see her nipples and the darker shadows at her crotch. The slits reveal long shapely legs and tiny feet which disappear into the dainty slippers. Unconfined her breasts move freely in a manner that make him smile brightly. The cinched and knotted belt shows of her tiny waist well too.

"Divine!" Omega declares, "You, little one. Are a goddess!" "When we take Shadripur, I will command the people to build a shrine to you and make sacrifice to your beauty."

Placing his horn down Omega rises and approaches Artemous. He takes up her hair in his hand and smells it, yet again. His hand trails down to brush her nipple through her thin dress. He cups her breast and feels the weight of it in his hand, moving his thumb over Artemous nipple. It reacts as expected and the little bud stiffens. His other hand reaches behind to grasp her full buttock in his large hand and pulls her towards him. His cock noticeably hardens between them as he fondles Artemous.

Lord Omega takes his hand from his worshipping servants breast and raises her chin upwards, so he may look at her. He smiles ate her and leans down to kiss her. A nice lingering kiss.

 

[Artemidorus]

"My lord, you spoil me too much. A dragon is a true gift of thr heavens. Far more divine than any mortal." she smiles, offering him a curtsy in her new dress.

When he approaches her, Artemous kisses back sweetly, issuing a small moan as his hand works her tender parts. Her lips are delicate on his, not wanting to be too forceful on her lord. She kisses him back with every bit of tenderness he give her, resting her hands lightly againt hisbstomach as he holds her close.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Having Artemous in his close embrace with her lips on him is a heady liqueur. Still not properly fucked and deflowered her scent and taste make him raise his head and growl very loudly as he breaks the kiss. He gives his head a shake and steps away from her. Licking his lips, he smiles at Artemous.

"I haven't had the pleasure of seeing you move about in that dress," he says with a leer, "So I will show a tiny bit of self-discipline and not properly deflower you." "At this moment!"

Moving to the dining table he fills a large goblet with ice and water from a larger flagon. Unseen have placed dishes of snacks and appetizers, all made from animal products, on the table. Oysters, smoked or salted fish, cheese, hard-boiled eggs and a large flagon of milk are the menu items. Ingesting the flammable liquid alcohol is Omega's, and his other incarnations, only time when he partakes of anything plant based. Dragon's are strictly carnivorous.

Moving back to Artemous side, he hands her the goblet.

"The heats here will take some getting used to," he tells her, "Until you adapt, you must ensure you drink lots of water to keep up your strength." "You will not drink alcohol, without my consent but you may eat and drink when you wish."

"You will find that the Dragon's seed in large quantities is quite life sustaining and more. But you may find the taste a bit bland after awhile. The pleasure from eating tasty things is not to over looked."

Taking up Artemous hand, her Lord and Master says, "Come I will show you about."

 

[Artemidorus]

Unseen bring food and water and her master brings her the goblet. She takes it gratefully, not noticing till this moment how incredibly thirsty she was. Still, she sips from the glass slowly and elegantly.

He tells he she is not to partake in alchohol with out his permission. She nods in agreement, never one to enjoy alchohol often. She sips the glass again.

She smiles at the thought of drinking his seed every day, the pleasure of getting to pleasure her lord flashing in her mind as she takes his hand.

 

[Hard_Rom]

Artemous' wanton thoughts makes Lord Omega laugh as she demurely takes his hand. He leads her up a staircase to the balconies above.

"This is my personal library. What you might say is current events and related topics. Tribal customs, laws and languages of the Northern Horde tribes and of the Southern Confederacy city states. Recent histories of both since the fall of the Last Empire. And genealogies of all the ruling khans and ghuls. The Unseen translate for me so it is in Drakonic." "You will also find current writings from their philosophers, poets and playwrights. Some of it quite good. Humans have quite and understanding of tragedy. You even make comedies of it."

Book cases line the entire balcony floor and half the main area. Wheeled ladders allow access to the top shelves fifteen feet up. Not just books but scrolls, manuscripts and pamphlets too.

"It has all been catalogued but the Unseen can brings individual books or entire collections on a subject to you."

Beneath several tall narrow windows are a red leather arm chair with ottoman and a matching couch with a sturdy table and chair. Ink, quills and paper are near.

"Since the fall of the Last Empire, the common tongue has changed. The Horde, the Southerners and you Easterners can, in a pinch, get the gist across. You will learn the Horde dialect first. At first stick with crude coarse insults and basic commands and verbs. The bracelet will let you communicate with other humans in their tongue but the Horde admire the ability to curse and hurl insults. They have competitions to determine the best cursers and write epic verse on the subject."

"If you are to command the Horde, you must be able to curse them like a native plainsman."

A large iron bound heavy oak door in the wall reveals a narrow battlemented walkway going to the next tower, as Omega easily pulls it open. At fifteen thousand feet the air is cold and thin but the wind still howls. An Unseen holds a fine wool red cloak. Lord Omega takes it and drapes it over Artemous fastening it at the neck with a golden dragon broach.

"Come," he says, as he takes her hand again.

 

[Artemidorus]

As she follows, he shows her a library unlike any she has seen. He illite had very few books, and she had to travel far and wide, paying lavishly for a luxury such as a scroll here and a tattered tome there. If she could learn a language as complex as draconic from literature snippets, she could become powerful in the knowledge contained in that room. She smiled and her eyes sparkled. A beautiful brain for her master.

Learning a crude language of mostly insults sounded unladylike, but she had no problem doing anything her master asked. She would learn to curse like a native.

She followed him to a large door, and upon it opening was greatful for the cloak. The air the whipped around the narrow catwalk between the towers was frigid compared to the hot pits below. She wrapped it around herself with one hand, the other still clutching her masters.