Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Wait.
Why am I waiting for one more act of rebellion?
This is enough, more than enough, to begin answering.
“If you want to make this kind of trouble, summoning portals in a tantrum, exposing your wings to the world, causing me to drag some poor man into our realm for a moment, then you can suffer the consequences.”
I toss her face down on the bed. Her wings spread along with her legs as I throw up the skirt that protected her modesty and expose the soft curves of her ass and hips. She is so delicate, so beautiful, and so deeply in trouble.
The tight little bud of her ass has always been alluring to me. It is a hole that was not designed to be fucked, but that can take a human cock.
It will take mine now. By the time I am done with her, Melissa will be very sorry, very sore, and very obedient.
“I’ve shown you far too much mercy. I have allowed you far too much disobedience. No more. From this moment onward, you will obey me to the letter. You will obey everybody in this keep who gives you an order, or you will suffer terribly. Your ability to wield a fraction of this place’s magic is deeply dangerous. You are on the verge of living your life perpetually gagged.” I smack her rear, barely blushing from the earlier disobedience. “Do you understand?”
She makes a muffled sound, that could be yes, could be no, but is probably ‘I have a gag in, you asshole.’ I can sense the rebellion even now, even in her position.
This cell comes equipped for punishment. I knew when it was being constructed that it would only be used at a time when things had become desperate.
I open the cabinet I had stocked to my personal requirements. There are plenty of things in here to teach my wayward human mate a lesson in respect and sensation.
I drip lube down the crevice of her cheeks, then use the pad of my thumb to rub it against her tight asshole, enjoying the scandalized moans that emerge from her as she feels me preparing to take a part of her body that has never been taken before.
Her wings flap involuntarily, but there is a ceiling to this cage and she will not be going anywhere.
“Keep those wings still,” I growl. “If you lift off this bed so much as an inch, I will make this tight little ass pay.”
She lets out a helpless little whimper, but I can sense the fact that she is not at all unwilling. This rough handling is only serving to turn her on. I can smell her desire, which increases every time I smack her, threaten her, lecture her, and rub her little hole until she is no longer squirming with resistance, but with desire.
I then select a plug from the cabinet. Smooth dragon metal, able to contain resonant energy. It is several inches long and not quite as thick as my cock, but certainly thicker than my fingers. The base is flared and the tip is narrow, and along with the lubricant it slides into her rebellious ass without as much in the way of resistance as I would have imagined.
“You came down here to discover if I was a monster, and the answer, my little human mate, is yes. I am.”
She lets out another of those beautifully incoherent moans through her gag, and her hips arch in that inviting way that tells me she will never reject my monstrous side. This is a rough seduction, but it is still a seduction.
I know it is not my possession that worries her, it is the fact that she cannot act as wildly as she is used to. Spoiled little thing. Consequences offend her. That is why she is so outraged.
I work the plug slowly in and out of her ass, twisting it slow and deep, and then pulling it out right to its thickest part before pushing it back.
The sounds she makes are becoming increasingly animal, guttural, and desperate. I can see her pussy getting wetter, and smell her becoming increasingly more aroused.
“You are a captive, because you have made it necessary to keep you as one. If I let you out of this cage, you should be immensely grateful. It would be easy to keep you down here, my little fuck toy, breeding you day after day until you swell with my whelps again and again.”
She does not want to respond to it, but she can’t help it. This rough treatment is what thrills her to her erotic core. Punishing her arouses me too, especially in this dungeon cage. I’ve always known she was mine.
When I can stand it no longer, when her whimpers and her reactions finally become too arousing to ignore, I pull the toy from her ass, and I slide my cock in its stead. Her interior is hot, gripping me with desperation.