Just Peachy (Closed for Jadeknight)

Peach also tentatively entered the castle, looking around at the decor. It was fairly tasteful, despite the outside appearance. Perhaps the castle wasn’t as bad as she had previously thought. Her eyes returned to Bowsettd and she looked at her incredulously. “You want to take on a big 8-foot man and you think you’ll win without magic? Sucking up to him might serve you better and result in less broken bones if you want to continue to stay here.”

Princess Peach wanted to explore the castle for a bit, so she wandered up the big staircase and took a left. It led to a long hallway with many paintings. Some of them were beautiful and of sunsets or women, others were more stylized like the ocean with flying fish glinting above the crystal water.near the end of the hall, her eye was caught by one in particular and she approached it. The painting depicted the creature they say earlier, only instead of the symbol where the dragon looked almost snake-like, this one had the dragon standing on the ground with its wings fanned out in an intimidating display of power.

She wondered why he would have such a painting in his castle. Those red eyes... she was getting such a sense of deja vu, but she couldn’t put her finger on why. Peach continued to study the portrait, hoping that it would click for her the more she looked at it.
 
Bowsette grinned at Peach's words, taking them almost as a challenge.

"Oh, I am sure I can come up with something on dealing with him. He's probably just a big pushover."

She watched Peach walk off on her on before going and exploring herself. She did find the architecture interesting, though it wasn't as good as what she had back home. She found the dining room, large kitchen, a rather well stocked library that seemed to also be a ballroom as well, and a throne room as well. However there was a door set behind the throne that didn't seem to have a handle of any sort. Instead, it was some sort of hand impression mechanism which was larger than hers.

She was so engrossed in trying to open the door that one of the servants startled her by coming and telling her dinner was ready. A second servant foundt Peach as well.

The long dining room table was large enough to easily fit twelve people comfortably. A large carved turkey was in the center of the table, surrounded by various types of side dishes such as mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, bread, steamed rice, and mushrooms. Three places were seat, two across from each other in the center of the table and one at the head of the table.

"The Master bids you to start without him."

Bowsette licked her lips for a moment at the spread before taking a seat as her wine glass was filled.

"I don't mind if I do."
 
Peach followed the servant into the dining room and sat down elegantly, letting her seat be pushed in by the man. She took a napkin and situated it into her lap before looking at her hosts’s place setting. She did dish up her plate, getting some dark meat from the turkey, some potatoes with gravy and a portion of the other items.

When the servant came around with wine, Peach put her hand over her glass and smiled. “Very kind of you to offer, but I find myself not thirsty for wine this evening.” She had been drugged too many times not to be suspicious when a host didn’t share the same bottle of wine with her.

The servant nodded and bowed as Bowsettle flagged them down. “Hell, if you’re not drinking it, then I will.” Bowsette grabbed a turkey leg and started ripping the flesh from the bone, getting her face messy in the process.

Princess Peach simply sat there and waited. She was hungry too, but she would not eat until he arrived. It was common courtesy. Peach didn’t think he would poison her, but still, she didn’t know him well and found it strange that he was late to his own dinner.
 
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As he had said, it was a short while till he was seen once more. This time, he came in without the brown robe. In fact, Ragnor came into the dining room without a stitch of clothing hiding any part of his humanoid form. This was due to the fact he did not normally wear clothing and that was something pretty much all of the townspeople were used to him as.

"I hope I did not keep you waiting."

It wouldn't be hard to spot how he was different than any other male creature, the pair of draconic cocks hanging down between his legs. Even though he was soft, it would be easy to imagine how they would be when he was fully erect, his large sac swinging back and forth as well.

His wings stretched to their full eight foot wing span for a moment as he waited on the chair to be pulled out before relaxing back against his back. He nodded for a moment as he sat down, filling up his plate.

"Please, eat."
 
At that moment Peach was glad she didn’t have any food in her mouth or she would have spat it out in surprise. Her panicked eyes darted from his wings, to his cocks, to his chest, back to his cocks for a double-take, and then up to his face. All the color faded from her face and she felt a little faint. She was frozen in a mix of terror, confusion, and sudden realization.

“I’ve seen you before.” Peach said with dread. Those ruby eyes, they had been the same as the dragon’s all along. He had tracked them like a hound tracked foxes. That had been what was nagging her in the back of her mind all along. She wanted to stand and run, but she was paralyzed at the moment, too shocked to do much of anything.

Bowsette looked directly at his cocks and grinned, “Ha, nice.” She stabbed two beans with her fork and slowly pushed them into her mouth while looking at him suggestively. Her tongue flicked between them for a moment or two.
 
He smiled for a moment as Peach seemed to recognize him.

"Welcome to my little kingdom. I had not expecting visitors from another realm, but here you are. Please, do not be alarmed. I am not going to hurt you, so please enjoy the meal."

He gave a little grin to Bowsette for a moment before taking a few bites and swallowing. He had noticed that Peach had not taken any wine and shook his head for a moment.

"It has long been considered an insult to the host to refuse anything given to the guest. Do you really think I would poison you in my own home? That would look bad upon me among my subjects."
 
The two women regarded his words, Peach with weariness, and Bowsette with rapture. Bowsette continued to tear into her food eagerly. Princess Peach on the other hand started to eat with manners, using her knife and fork for each food item. The food was delicious and she realized she had been starving since she had lost the stew to motion-sickness. This was still all very strange, but she figured she could at least eat dinner before running screaming out the door.

Peach looked to her wine glass and back to him, swallowing the mouthful of food she was chewing. "I apologize if any offense was made, as it was not my intention to insinuate that you might poison me. Rather, I am distrustful of drink when I am unfamiliar with the host based on... past experiences." She shot Bowsette a look. Bowsette simply smirked and picked up her own wine glass, drinking deeply.

"Furthermore, all I know about you is that you are truly a large, winged creature, you prefer to eat dinner in a state of undress, and you can track down women you have met in passing, only to butter them up with presents and food. I am at a loss and find you to be unpredictable, and therefore worthy of caution." As she spoke, she hadn't noticed a servant come over and pour wine into her glass. Peach looked over after feeling them brush against her arm and saw, but did not move to drink it.

Bowsette laughed, "What she means to say is that she's a crotchety old woman who is suspicious of everything." She grinned again as Peach glared at her from across the table.
 
He gave a little chuckle as he enjoyed the company of the two, eating slowly. Truly, he didn't have to eat like this since he had a large meal earlier from hunting, but he wanted to keep up appearances. It wasn't hard to tell they had a history, but he wasn't quite certain of what it was. They could have be enemies or longtime friends, their mannerisms leaning towards both spectrum.

"I understand completely. You are a stranger in a strange land after all. Suffice to say, I am rather fond and admiring of the lower races and the female sex."

It wasn't the wine that was spiked, which he felt would have been too obvious. No, it was something much more innocuous. It wasn't long before the food was cleared off and a large beautiful looking strawberry shortcake was brought out. He smiled as three pieces were cut and laid on their places.

"I hope you saved room for dessert."

A very small amount of sleeping powder had been mixed in with the cake base. It wasn't enough to be fast acting, but rather more on the creeping side to keep them unaware. It didn't affect him, so he was going to enjoy watching the results.
 
"You can admire my female sex anytime you want," Bowsette replied, winking and pouring some gravy slowly on her potatoes. She dipped her finger in it and licked it off with a toothy smirk.

Peach shifted uncomfortably. What a vulgar and condescending thing to say, what arrogance. He considered them to be lower creatures, and Peach would have to vehemently disagree with that, but she kept her own comments to herself, instead nodding at him.

They all watched as the cake was brought out. It was so perfect, it almost didn't look real.

The princess looked at the cake and her mouth watered- it looked beautiful and very tasty. It seemed very fresh, indicating that it was made very recently with them in mind. That might have concerned her if he had not taken a piece for himself.

"Oh, I always have room for something sweet." Bowsette said as she started shoveling the cake into her mouth, whipped cream smeared on her cheeks. She was really doubling-up on the innuendos, Peach noticed. It was obvious that she wanted badly to lay with him. Of course Peach disapproved, but that was none of her concern.

Princess peach took a forkful of the cake and put it to her lips, taking a bite. It was so divine, she couldn't help but sigh wistfully. It simply had something about it that made it practically irresistible. She continued to eat eagerly but daintily, happily savoring the cake as Bowsette grabbed another slice and started shoveling it as well.

When they were done, they all sat there, satisfied for different reasons. Peach felt a little sleepy and she yawned, stretching her arms upward. "I'm feeling a bit tired. You had promised us chambers of our own? Might you be so kind as to have one of your staff show us to them?"
 
He chuckled a little at Bowsette and her innuendos, enjoying the little banter. He wondered if she would be the one more likely to go along with his plans more quickly than Peach. Peach would be fun in her own ways of be broke in of course.

As the servants were clearing away their dishes, he smiled and nodded.

"Of course. If you are able to hold your eyes open, you can take a bathe as well. Just let the servant know if you need help."

He clapped his hands together for a moment. It was a few moments before two young women came to escort Bowsette and Peach to their own separate rooms. The rooms were well decorated in fine silks and had a view out over the river and countryside. The bed was a large king size bed with silk sheets as well. In the corner of the room was a large bathtub that seemed to always be filled with bubbling hot water, refilling after each time the dirty water was dumped out.

The door behind the throne led to a large basement which was split into two parts. One half was a well stocked dungeon while the other half was basically a very large stockpile of treasure. The treasure pile also served to double as his bed. This is where he retreated after the ladies were escorted upstairs to sleep, searching for just the right item to suit each of them.
 
"A bath?" Peach perked up a little, pushing the drowsiness back with sheer force of will. Bowsette looked really tired, having doubled up on the powder hidden in the cake.

They both stood up and followed the women to their own rooms. Before parting, Bowsette turned to Peach and said, "Don't fall asleep and drown in the bath. You seem just stupid enough to let that happen." She gave another sleepy grin as Peach looked away with an offended "Hmph!" The black-dressed woman walked into her room and planted face-first onto her bed, snoring softly.

From all the times Peach had been induced into sleep, she was a little resistant to it at this point. Not enough to save her by a long shot, but enough that she wouldn't succumb to slumber before bathing. "Can you please help me with my dress?" she asked the young woman, who immediately complied. It was zipped down and peeled off of her, leaving Peach in just her white panties and pink high-heels. She stepped out of her shoes and pulled her undergarment down, exposing her round ass. Bowsette liked to tease her about it, but it really wasn't scrawny, having some jiggle to it.

The princess stepped into the tub and sunk into it, sighing as the steam floated upward. She could feel herself becoming more tired by the minute, so she knew it was unwise to linger too long. Still, she was able to wash away the day's stresses and the dirt that came along with it. When she was done, she stepped out and was handed a towel for her body. Peach requested another and wrapped her hair up in it.

"That will be all, thank you very much." The servant bowed and left her to her own room. At this point she could barely keep her eyes open, so she climbed into the bed and drifted off with the towel around her and another on her head.
 
It took him a little bit to find what he wanted, grabbing the two items before heading out. It wasn't long before the servants informed him that the two women were asleep, letting him smile. The sleeping powder would be enough to keep them out for a few hours, letting them get the rest they needed.

The first he visited was Peach, opening the door quietly. He admired her for a few moments before getting to work. He carefully slipped a collar around her neck, sealing it with his blood. It was made of pink silk, but not easily cut. The top and bottom of the collar was lined with small sapphires and had a small gold cat pendent hanging from a golden chain so it would rest just at the top of her cleavage.

He next visited Bowsette's room. He gave a little chuckle at how she ended up on the bed, still in her dress and boots. Deciding to leave her that way, he placed the other collar around her neck. This one was a black leather collar, studded with diamonds along the center line. A silver chain hung down the front, connected to a silver dragon. This one would also hang down to her cleavage.

Instead of leaving, he decided to wait in the room till she awoke. He sat in the windowseat of the window, watching the passing of the night into the early morning.
 
Peach continued to sleep beyond the duration of the powder's influence, her body craving more rest after all that had happened the day previous. her towel was in disarray, letting her collar take the spotlight on her pale, naked body.

Bowsette eventually stirred, letting out a loud, unrestrained yawn while she stretched out on the bed. She slowly stood up and walked to the bathroom adjoining her room, closing the door and using the chamber pot within before washing her hands in a bowl of water with some soap. Her black dress almost dragged on the ground as she exited and finally noticed him sitting in her windowsill.

She hadn't realized that she was wearing a collar yet, but approached him with a smirk. "My my, sneaking into my room while I'm sleeping. I'd say that you did it without my permission, but we both know I would have let your sexy ass in anyway. Besides, I like surprises."

Bowsette sauntered over to him and let her own claws lightly trace down his scaled arm before looking up at him seductively. "Two people in a bedroom, one of us already naked. Did you visit me to stare out the window or to have some real fun?" Her hand then went to his leg, gently rubbing the inside of his thigh.
 
He smirked a little as he watched her got up and leave the room without noticing him yet. He didn't say a word though, letting her be for the moment. He knew she would see him eventually.He chuckled for a moment at her accusations of him sneaking in while she was sleeping.

"Perhaps I was just waiting to see how you fared after last night."

He smiled as he watched and felt her run her claws along his arm as she looked up at him. When her hand went his his leg, he leaned back against the wall as he spread his legs a little wider.

"Oh, I think I would be up for real fun. But I wonder, would you be able to handle me?"
 
“I would be disappointed if that’s all you were trying to do,” she replied.

Bowsette raised an eyebrow, “I’ve handled two dicks at once before, so I don’t think that’ll be a problem, stud.” She leaned down to slide her hand further up, but stopped, noticing the silver chain hanging down. Her hands retreated to her neck as she felt around with surprise. There was a mirror in the corner of the room and she went to it, appraising the diamond-studded collar with her eyes. Her lips lit up in an excited grin and she turned to him.

“You sure have good taste for a dude,” She chuckles and sauntered back over to him, putting her foot up on the window seat so she could kneel in-between his long, scaled legs. Leaning forward, the chain jingled a bit as both of her hands started to rub the insides of his thighs teasingly. Her conserved breasts hung down a bit, threatening to escape from the cloth around them. “So... do dragon chicks have two pussies?” Her eyes met his as her hands continued to slide tantalizingly close before pulling back again.
 
He grinned for a moment when she noticed the dangling pendant before going to admire herself in the mirror. He wondered how quickly she would catch on or if he would need to explain it to her soon.

"Thank you, I try."

He watched her move back towards him, kneeling between his legs. He gave a little growl of pleasure as she began to rub along the inside of her thighs teasingly. He reached out and ran his claws lightly along the horns on her head, wonderful handles to use later.

"No, sadly. They only have one like every other species."

Her effect was soon evident as his cocks began to slowly become erect. Each was nearly an inch thick, just over a foot in length. Both were covered in small scales from base to underneath the tip. The tips were in the shape of rounded pyamids for easy entry.
 
“Then why do you have two dicks? Not that I’m complaining. I bet it feels good to have one for each hole.” Bowsette became more bold and reached out to run the back of her claw up the underside his cock before gently she wrapped her fingers around it.

“Do they cum at the same time?” Her other hand reached out and grabbed the other, rubbing it up and down. She licked her lips slowly, smiling as she felt his hands on her horns. She couldn’t wait for him to grab them and ram each of his cocks down her throat.

Bowsette alternated the strikes of her hands so that while one was going up, the other would be on its way down as her breasts jiggled from her efforts. “Mmm... they’re so big and thick... I’m so fuckin’ wet just thinkin’ about’em.”
 
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He chuckled softly for a moment at her question.

“This is just how male dragons are born”

He closed his eyes a little as he continued to growl softly with the pleasure. It wouldn’t to notice that the small scales would lift up like tiny fingers on every upward stroke of his cocks. He chuckled a little, looking down at her.

“Oh yes, both at the same time with plenty of cum to fill you up.”

His hands tighten around her horns as he grins.

“I can’t wait to feel your wet holes wrapped around my cocks.”
 
“Maybe it’s just a dominance thing. Are you a dominant guy?” Bowsette removed her hands and grabbed the front of her dress to wrench it down, wiggling her shoulders as she did so. The dress was pulled down so that her large tits burst out and bounced, settling after a moment. “Do you take what you want?”

Bowsette spat in her hands and returned to wring the pleasure out of his girthy twin-cocks. Her back was arched a little so that her chest was pushed out as an invitation for his hands or lips.

“When I met you, I could tell that you were a guy who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to make it his. I like that. It’s so sexy when a powerful guy has the tackle to match.”

Bowsette wiggled her ass behind her, her underwear becoming soaked as she continued. She knew he could probably smell how ready she was, and she liked the idea of her pussy’s scent in his nostrils.
 
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He didn't say anything in response this time, just grinning a little as he watched her expose her breasts to him. After all, it would be actions rather than words that would answer her question.

His hands moved from her horns to rake softly over her exposed breasts. He grasped them in his hands, claws digging softly into her flesh as his cocks throbbed hotly within her hands. His nostrils flared as he inhaled her arousal for a moment before speaking.

"Mmm, yes I always enjoy taking what I want."

He let her continue to stroke him for a few more moments before placing his hands on her shoulders. He pushed her down on her back on the floor before hovering over her. He decided not to remove her wet panties, instead placing each tip against her covered ass and pussy before tearing through the thin material as he growled pushing his shafts into her waiting body.
 
She practically purred as he kneaded her breasts with his clawed fingers. She liked the little pinpricks of his sharp edges on her soft, pale skin.

Bowsette let out a gasp as he pushed her down onto the floor, panting and spreading her legs wide for him as he did so. Although, she didn’t expect him to shove his cocks in her so soon and without removing her panties. She squealed with delight as she felt both of them charge into her waiting holes. Not many men knew how to take over and be rough the way she liked it.

“Fuck! You’re a beast!” She growled, feeling one of the cocks delve into her pussy while the other barebacked deeper into her asshole. As he pulled back just a little, she felt his scales rise up a little to rub against her insides. Her eyes widened and she looked at him with barely contained excitement.

“Don’t be gentle.” She reached up and grabbed his neck roughly, putting her other hand on his side. Her claws dug into him a little.
 
"I wasn't planning on it."

He grinned down at her for a moment, placing one hand on her right breast as his other braced against the floor beside her. He thrust as deep as he could into her, pushing up into her unprotected womb. His tip could be seen as it pressed up into her abdomen for a moment before he pulled out of her once more.

He glowed louder as he thrust into her with fast, deeply penetrating thrusts in a hard rhythm. He panted as the air filled with the sound of their slapping bodies, her juices squishing as well. His large sac slapped against her as well with each inward thrust, his scales dragging along her inner walls as well hitting all her spots.
 
“Goddamn! That feels so fucking good. Tear me apart, you magnificent fucking bastard!” Bowsette cried out as he started to roughly take charge of her body, forcing it to accommodate every inch of each of his throbbing cocks. Her eyes rolled back a bit as she felt the head of his cock breach her womb and her legs bucked on either side of him from the force of his thrusts. She almost looked like she was in agony, but the pain and pleasure mixed together into something that intoxicated her.

Her left breast bounced freely while her right simply jiggled in his hand her nipple rubbing against his scales felt so erotic. She wailed and grunted in pain and lust as he plowed her, being unconcerned about keeping her voice down. The little scales inside made for a very pleasurable time as they stimulated her in a way she had never felt before.

“YES! FUCK! AH! I can’t scream your name if I don’t fucking know it!” Her delirious eyes looked at him expectantly.

Meanwhile, Peach woke up to the sounds of Bowsette’s loud sex noises. She frowned and got out of bed, moving to put on her dress. She immediately noticed that something was amiss and put her hand to her neck. She cringed. He or one of his servants had come into her room and put this on her while she was naked and sleeping. Her fingers searched for a clasp, but found none. Peach realized she would have to cut it off, and dressed quickly. It took her a while to zip up her dress without help, but she eventually was able to manage.
 
He growled louder as he continued to plow into her for a few more thrusts.

"Master..call me Master!"

He was close to the edge, but he held out as he pulled from her completely. He reached down for her hips before he flipped her over onto her hands and knees. He brushed the tail end of her dress address before slamming her ass soundly for a moment.

He panted as he lined himself up once more, plunging deeply into both of her holes once more. He grabbed a hold of her horns in both of his hands as he pulled her head back, ramming hard into her from behind as he thrust in and out of her at the same pace as before.
 
“Master?” Bowsette asked right before he pulled out. She was confused before he flipped her over; she grinned as she imagined that he wanted to see her round ass as he came. Her body shuddered from the slap of her ass as she leaned forward to really give him a good angle for stuffing her full of his meat.

When he shoved himself back inside, she didn’t even care that his cock had just been in her ass. Usually, if someone told her to call them master, she would have smacked them upside the head or kicked them in the nethers. However, the power and majesty he exuded made her so hot and bothered that she decided she wouldn’t mind calling him that.

“Cum in my slutty holes with your cocks, Master!”
 
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