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Well if this wasn’t just the cutest thing Raven had ever seen. She’d spent lots of time flying over her territory and surveying it throughout her centuries. Throughout all of that time, she’d seen lots of animals and humans. Tasted them too. Yet she found herself especially intrigued as she landed in front of this small woman. The woman cried out in fear, stumbling back from the large black dragon and falling to the ground in her scramble. Rich honey brown eyes went wide and filled with tears as they met the dragon’s green eyes, blonde hair glittering in the light as it lay scattered on the ground.
Emerald eyes scanned over the woman for a moment, not saying anything as she just took in the ratty clothes, golden hair with dirt in it. The filth tried to hide and smother the beauty of the woman it covered, but Raven could see better. She could see the potential of the thin body underneath. Whatever person had allowed this woman to travel so far and neglect herself so should be melted slowly. The beauty here was unparalleled! Raven would know best after all. She’d held princesses and queens in her claws. All of which had been distraught when Raven had sent them off with their knights. But wasn’t that just part of the fun of being a dragon? Raven had already been debating flying to a castle to steal another lady to warm her bed, but if the stars would rather just give her this little thing, who was she to argue? She’d been hoping for something a little more permanent this time anyway.
The woman in question was now trying to slowly crawl backwards as if she could disappear into the woods that surrounded them. As if that would ever work. Gods, humans were so adorable.
Before the woman could make it much farther, Raven suddenly moved. A blur of black, she grabbed the woman up in one of her large claws and launched into the air. The woman screamed in terror, clinging to Raven’s claws and hiding in them.
The dragon’s powerful wings blasted wind at the ground, making trees bend and sway as she flew up and turned towards the mountains where her home was hidden. Nestled between crags and rocks, the large entrance was disguised as a boulder with illusion magic Raven had learned from a particularly precocious witch. Raven landed in front of it, only on three legs so as not to squish her new prize, (She’d done that before. It wasn’t pretty.), and waved a wing to undo the spell. The large rocky boulder shimmered before disappearing like a mirage in a desert, and the dragon ducked her head so she could walk inside. Behind her, the boulder reappeared exactly as it had been before.
Now standing in her living room, Raven closed her eyes and allowed her form to shimmer and glow before it shifted and shrunk. The claws that held the prize shifted and morphed into a pair of arms. One around the woman’s back and one under her knees. When Raven’s emerald eyes opened again, she looked down at her prize and simply smirked. “Welcome to your new home, pet.”
Sylvia didn’t know what the *fuck* was happening, but she was fucking scared as hell. She’d been on the run for about a month now and was sure she was going to get caught any day, but the last thing she expected was a *mother fucking dragon*. Did any even live around here??? Obviously this one did, but did anyone else know??? Did she have a family???
Fuck, she needed to calm down. She needed to breathe and figure out how to get out of here before this dragon ate her for dinner.
“Well? Aren’t you going to thank your new master?”
What.
Sylvia blinked blankly up at the dragon woman for a moment. She was absolutely beautiful with long raven hair and snake-like eyes. Patches on her pale skin were interrupted by shimmering black scales that glinted blue and purple in the light. In the back of Sylvia’s mind, she numbly noticed how well-endowed the dragon woman was as well.How soft and supple she felt pressed against Sylvia’s own arm and side. How did a reptile have bigger breasts than her???
The dragon woman scoffed softly before her look of annoyance morphed into a smirk. “You poor thing. You must be in shock. Come on. Let's get you a bath and some food. You’re far too cute to be so thin and dirty.”
“Wh-what?” Well, at least Sylvia had managed to say something this time. Not that the dragon woman seemed to have heard. Instead, her scaled “master” simply continued carrying her through some rocky tunnels. Sylvia’s eyes went wide as the dark tunnels suddenly began to light themselves. As if the dragon’s presence alone awoke them, small balls of light began to glow and appear along the walls, swaying and dancing to a slow tune that only they could hear. It was beautiful. Sylvia had never seen magic like that before. She’d lived in the castle, but had rarely left the kitchens. The only magic she got to see was when she’d snuck out and seen the guards sparring. Magic had taken many forms during those matches, but she’d never seen it so passive and simple.
As they walked through the halls, Sylvia saw other ways branching off but she could only peer blindly down them as the lights had not been awoken those ways yet. When the dragon caught her looking, the woman had only chuckled. “Curious about my lair already? Don’t worry, sweet thing, you’ll have plenty of time to look around later. First, I need to make sure you’re mine.”
“Wh-what do you mean?” Sylvia asked nervously, “Make sure I’m yours? You called me pet, but you didn’t mean, like... an *actual* pet, right? I-I don’t want to be turned into a dog or a cat...a lizard sounds kind of nice though.”
The dragon woman burst into laughter as she tilted her head back. “A dog? A lizard? My goodness, pet, you’re so silly. No, dear thing. I’m not going to turn you into some *animal*. I mean that you’re going to be my pet now. As you are. You’re so beautiful like this and you’ll be even cuter once I get that lovely hair of yours washed out and we get some meat on your bones. Oh I’m going to eat you right up~”
Sylvia laughed weakly, “B-but not actually, right? You’re not fattening me up for dinner?”
The dragon scoffed and shook her head, “No, dear. You would barely make for a snack, even plumped up. I simply want your company. I want to do your hair while you sit in my lap. I want to feed you and show you what pretty little things like you are actually meant for. I’m going to make you part of my hoard.”
The human couldn’t help but blush as she looked down. She was starting to realize how serious the dragon woman was. A pet? For a dragon? It sounded nice, but...was it what Sylvia really wanted? She kind of liked doing things. Before she could make a decision on whether she still needed to run or not, the dragon woman opened a stone door to reveal a large steaming bathing chamber. The white lights didn’t glow in here. Instead, what looked like bioluminescent algae glowed in the water. Different shades of blue and purple and green glowed through the light steam of the clearly warm water. The door closed behind them with a soft groan as the dragon set her companion down at last.
The floor underneath them was rocky but smooth and extended about a few feet from the wall with the door before it dropped off into the pool of warm water that slowly got deeper. There were benches on the closest side of the pool that could be used as a step or a seat. Just outside of the pool sat bottles of what looked like soap, though there were certainly more than Sylvia was used to. They looked far more expensive as well.
Wondering how the steam wasn’t filling the room in a smothering way, Sylvia looked up and noticed a few vents on the ceiling. They likely led out of the mountain to give the steam a way to escape. Was the bathing chamber connected to a hot spring? Was that why the water was like this?
Suddenly the feeling of soft hands and long nails scraped against Sylvia’s skin and she realized with a start that the dragon woman was trying to take off her clothes. Sylvia yelped in surprise and leapt away, almost bumping into where towels hung off little rocky outcrops on the wall.
The dragon woman sighed and put her hands on her hips. “Pet, that is no way to act. You need to be cleaned.”
“Th-that doesn’t mean *you* have to clean me! I can do it myself!” Sylvia argued, a little anxious, “And my name is Sylvia, not Pet.”
The dragon’s emerald eyes narrowed as she cocked a hip and paused to think. After a moment, she suddenly turned away and began undoing her own dress. It was tight and hugged her muscled body well except for the skirt which flared out with a slit up the side. Despite the moisture in the air, though, the dragon seemed to have no problem slipping her dress off and letting it fall to the floor. Sylvia barely heard the woman’s words as the dragon bent over to pick it up. “I need to ensure that you are clean enough for my tastes. You are mine now and I will not allow you to fall under my standards.”
Sylvia swallowed hard and as her eyes moved of their own accord, traveling over the dragon woman’s bare body, now only clad in a lacy thong and bra. Her mouth went dry when the dragon removed those too. She’d seen some women in bathing chambers before but nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to the way the cool light glittered over her hot skin and dark scales. The way her breasts jiggled as she moved and her thighs rubbed together. Sylvia had the sudden ponderance of what the woman would look like covered in water, legs spread-
Before the thought could finish, the dragon woman was upon her again. A hand slid under Sylvia’s shirt to rest on her bare waist, but moved no farther as the woman just leaned down and softly said, “Strip for me. I know you can do it. But if you choose not to, I will be forced to take matters into my own hands.”
Sylvia’s hands trembled. She had to be dreaming. This was insane. There was no way this was actually happening right now.
Raven felt a rush of pride and satisfaction as she saw the pet’s- Sylvia’s hands slowly move towards the hem of her shirt. The dragon stepped back but did not look away as the human took off her clothes, using her hands and arms to cover herself and try to preserve that delicious modesty. Raven was going to enjoy breaking her of that. Oh, her new little pet was going to learn to love her body or Raven would just have to teach her how. Not that Raven would be upset either way it went.
As the old clothes fell to the floor, Raven cocked her head and took in her newest prize. She’d been right about the thinness. She could see it better now and it was clear the pet- Sylvia hadn’t been eating enough. It was also clear where she would fill out though. The hips, breasts, thighs and tummy. Mmm, Raven couldn’t wait to see how cute she’d look with her health returned. She’d have to find her witch friend again to see if there was any way of getting an egg in this pretty little thing. That pregnant glow... Raven would have to be careful not to take an *actual* bite out of her.
“Y-you’re staring.” Sylvia said, looking awkward and hugging herself.
“I’m planning, sweetness. Thinking of our future.” Without any more clarification, Raven grabbed the human’s wrist and pulled her into the bath. Sylvia squeaked and stumbled before falling into the bath. Raven just chuckled and turned, easily catching the small woman before she could go under. “Careful, love. I can’t have you drowning already,” the dragon teased.
Sylvia blushed and hid her face in her hands as her feet found the ground and she steadied herself. The height difference between them was more obvious now. While the water only barely reached Raven’s breasts, it lapped at Sylvia’s chin. Quickly pushing down the sudden urge to bite Sylvia, the dragon’s hands found the woman’s waist and lifted her onto the bench at the edge of the pool. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” Raven said firmly, reaching for the soap and beginning to clean Sylvia’s feet before moving up her leg.
The human tried to protest and pull her leg away, but Raven only tightened her grip and gave the woman a firm look. “I need to make sure you’re clean,” she said again before continuing her path of thorough cleaning. As more and more dirt fell away, Raven found it harder to fight against the need building in her. The need to break this human in the best way. The need to spread her legs and feel her fall apart over and over. The stars had known what they were doing when they sent Raven this pet. This Sylvia.
Sylvia tried to start protesting again as Raven neared the apex of her thighs, but the dragon didn’t stop this time. Instead, one hand simply lifted one of the human’s thighs as the other pressed the soap bar firmly between her legs. Sylvia yelped softly and covered her mouth, face turning the most delicious red and Raven could already feel her pupils’ dilating. She’d hoped to at least get her new pet into the bed before she got too fired up. Raven had wanted their first time to be among the rest of her hoard. It was clear they weren’t going to make it that far, though.
Embracing Sylvia’s reaction and Raven’s need, Raven held the soap bar there for a moment, holding Sylvia’s gaze before she slowly pulled the soap bar away and set it on the side of the tub. She nudged the human’s thighs a little farther apart before her hand returned to where it had been before, fingers tentatively exploring now. She was careful with her nails, but enjoyed the way Sylvia tensed and shivered when they scraped just a little against her sensitive flesh.
“Move your hand,” Raven commanded softly. Sylvia looked confused for a moment before the dragon pointedly looked at her mouth and Sylvia hesitated before slowly uncovering it. Raven wanted to hear her. To hear the soft gasp and breathy little sounds. She was going to wring every one of them from her until Sylvia couldn’t speak. Until Sylvia *needed* her to carry her to the bed. The idea brought a grin to Raven’s lips and she slid a finger right into where she knew Sylvia needed her most. Sure enough, the human whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut as she clenched around the single digit inside her.
Oh this was going to be *so* much fun.
“Breathe, darling~” Raven whispered to her, the dragon’s thumb finding the human’s pearl to rub it in slow circles. She leaned down to nuzzle Sylvia’s neck, letting her long tongue slide out and dance over that delicious pulse. Tasting. Teasing. The human gasped softly under her, shuddering with pleasure, and Raven took the invitation to add another finger.
Sure that this was the human’s first time, Raven made sure to go slow and gentle. She focused on the clit before slowly beginning to scissor and curl her fingers. She followed the human’s sighs and moans, mentally marking what made her tense and what made her relax before adjusting accordingly. All of the while, she peppered her pet’s neck with kisses and mumbled praise.
“Such a good pet for me...”
“Good girl...”
“Ah, ah, ah. Don’t fight me now. I won’t hurt you. Just embrace it,”
She reassured the human as she felt Sylvia’s body beginning to tighten and tense. There was no way she was going to let this sweet thing off before the end. They weren’t leaving this bath without Sylvia finishing at least twice. Maybe three times if she begged. Or if Raven just decided she liked the taste of her.
Finally, Sylvia arched off of the rock, crying out as her muscles tightened and spazzed. Raven grinned as she pulled back to watch, not letting her fingers stop their movements once. When the human finally came down and those hazy brown eyes met Raven’s, she stopped her fingers but didn’t pull out as she leaned down to kiss Sylvia deeply. The human whimpered softly but put up no fight as Raven’s long tongue slipped into her mouth and tenderly explored and stroked along it. Sylvia reciprocated a little, her own tongue moving, if tentative and unsure after her orgasm.
Satisfied that she’d staked her claim over Sylvia’s mind and body, Raven pulled back a few inches, watching the human’s body relax back against the stone and her eyes flutter shut. Raven’s hand came up to gently brush away some of the damp hair that had fallen into Sylvia’s face, the human humming softly at the contact.
“Such a good girl for me,” Raven purred as she sat on the bench and pulled Sylvia over to straddle her lap. “You took my fingers so well. I knew you could do it.”
Sylvia hid her face in her hands again, flustered and embarrassed, but Raven let her hide this time. Let her have her moment. She would be Raven’s again soon enough. The dragon couldn’t help but lick her lips at the thought before she picked the soap back up and continued cleaning her pet, becoming much more gentle around sensitive areas but still cleaning them as necessary.
Once the human’s body was clean, she had recovered more but still couldn’t meet Raven’s eyes. Not that it bothered the dragon much. She appreciated a healthy bit of respect. However, she still needed to clean Sylvia’s hair, so, gently, she picked the human up and set her on the bench again before Raven climbed up to sit on the edge of the pool behind her. Her thighs straddled Sylvia’s shoulders but Raven didn’t think anything of it as she focused on wetting and washing the human’s golden blonde hair.
The dragon, too distracted by imagining how beautiful her pet’s locks would look later, didn’t notice Sylvia relaxing more and more into her legs. A flush that had nothing to do with embarrassment started to coat her cheeks as Sylvia rested them against the dragoness’ thighs, breathing in her sharp scent. Neither of them said anything as Sylvia simply enjoyed the scrape of Raven’s nails against her scalp and the feeling of being so clean after so long. After Raven was done washing, she ran conditioner through the human’s hair before putting it up into a high bun. Satisfied, she smiled happily. “Alright, love. Now don’t get your hair wet, alright? It needs time to sit.”
“What’s your name?”
The sudden question caught Raven off guard, but she didn’t let it throw her. “You are to refer to me as Master. Now did you hear what I said, pet?”
Sylvia nodded before turning to face the dragoness, shifting to kneel between her legs. “Yes ma’am. I won’t get my hair wet. But what’s your name?”
The dragon hesitated. It was rare to surprise her like this. She didn’t understand why the human wanted to know so bad. Was it really that important? Ultimately deciding that it didn’t matter, she answered honestly. “Raven. I am called Raven.”
“Raven...” The human whispered as if it were a prayer. The dragon was glad that the human looked away as she did it because the sound of it made even Raven blush. Albeit only a little.
The human seemed almost hypnotized as her eyes slowly traveled down Raven’s body, her cheek resting against the dragon’s thigh again as she whispered, “You’re so beautiful... I want to make you feel as good as you made me...”
The dragon’s eyebrows flick up before she chuckled softly and spread her thighs a little more. She leaned back, bracing one hand on the floor as the other cupped Sylvia’s cheek before sliding up into her hair. “Would you like to try, sweet thing?~”
The human’s honey brown eyes were still hazy as they met Raven’s for a moment before she nodded and scooted forward a little. She spread Raven gently, eyes going wide in awe for a moment before her fingers began to clumsily imitate what Raven had performed on her previously.
The dragon smiled softly, seeing how unsure and nervous her pet was, but the determination was clear nonetheless. With a gentle voice and touch, she guided Sylvia, encouraging her deeper and to be more confident. Soon, though, Raven’s voice began to get breathy and her instruction turned more towards praise and moans as Sylvia got the hang of it. Once the human understood what she was doing, other thoughts started to pop into her head though.
The dragon smelled so good...
Softly mumbling Raven’s name again, Sylvia couldn’t stop herself from leaning forward and tasting her new master. The flavors exploded on her tongue immediately and she knew she needed more. Beginning to explore her master with mouth and hand, she greedily pleasured the dragon, making her gasp and moan. Raven ground her hips against Sylvia’s face as her nails dug into the human’s scalp a little more. “Fuck~ Yes~ Just like that, pet~ Don’t stop~ Don’t you dare fucking stop~”
Soon Raven was the one arching and finishing as she swore breathlessly. Sylvia pulled back as she watched Raven, her fingers drifting to her mouth so she could taste the dragon again as her other hand slipped between her own legs.
When Raven came down, she sat up, panting softly and grinning at the sight of her new pet’s state. “Such a needy little thing. Getting to taste me before I’ve tasted you. You want me so bad.”
Sylvia was too wrapped up in the desire and need to refuse. As she nodded, though, Raven grabbed her chin suddenly and growled, “Dirty girl. I’ve cleaned your body, but it’s clear I haven’t cleaned your mind. You’re still so desperate for more and I’m going to give it to you. Get out of the bath. You’re going to sit on my face and I’ll show you how to really work a pussy with your tongue.”
Sylvia didn’t know when she’d stood or what was happening, but the next thing she knew, the dragoness was laying back on the ground and Sylvia was kneeling over her face. The human’s face went a deep red, though, as she immediately tried to rise from such an embarrassing position. Raven was staring at her again, in that way that made her feel like she was being hunted. Heat pooled in her stomach, but she wasn’t sure she was ready for this. Yeah, she’d let Raven touch her and yeah, she’d touched and tasted Raven but this was different...somehow.
Raven wasn’t letting her get away, though. The dragon’s large hands grabbed Sylvia’s hips and forced her back down so she was hovering over her face. “I did not say you could stand. Now *sit*, Pet. Or I’ll make you.”
Sylvia swallowed, feeling her body shudder at the way Raven’s voice commanded her. At the way Raven’s eyes devoured her like she was a delicious filet mignon. Unsure but unwilling to disobey, she braced her hands on the cold floor and slowly lowered herself. The dragon tried to be patient but Sylvia could tell the second it snapped because her arms banded around Sylvia’s hips and yanked her down firmly against Raven’s lips.
The human arched with a gasp as she felt the dragon’s long tongue snake its way deep into her. It pressed against all of the points she desperately needed it at and when Raven’s hand slid down to press below her stomach, her thumb beginning to rub Sylvia’s clit, Sylvia knew she wouldn’t last long.
Sure enough, her legs started shaking not long after and Raven had to hold her hips down as she came hard, crying out Raven’s name. As she came down from the pleasure, Sylvia held herself still for a moment, unsure if her legs were ready for her weight yet. Just as she was about to lift herself off though, Raven’s nails dug into her hips and Raven’s lips sealed around her clit, sending a jolt of overstimulated pleasure through her. “Ah!~ H-hey! What are you doing?!” Sylvia tried to argue.
Raven used her free hand to slide two fingers inside Sylvia as she smirked up at the human. “I’m not done with you. You don’t get to get up until I say so and I won’t say so until I’m full of you. If you’re a good girl, I might let you up before you pass out. But good girls know what to call their masters and you haven’t shown you can do that, yet. “
Sylvia swallowed. Was she serious about that Master stuff? Was it really that bad that she’d called her Raven? The dragon didn’t give her a chance to think about it before the dragon’s tongue wrapped around her clit and began fiddling with it while her fingers curled and thrusted. Sylvia arched with a moan, pleasure and pain mixing deliciously with each movement.
The next time Sylvia came, she wasn’t thinking straight enough and accidentally moaned Raven’s name. The dragon had chuckled darkly against her flesh, making her shudder and whine. “Now that’s not a good girl~ I know you can do better for me~”
Sylvia wasn’t sure how many times she finished after that. She’d lost count early on but at some point, she started using Raven’s title properly. When her master finally let her go, the human collapsed to the floor, thighs sticky and covered in bite marks. Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into the floor, limbs exhausted but still thrumming with the thrill of what happened. Dimly, she felt the dragoness pick her up and carry her into the pool again. Sylvia whimpered as the hot water touched her sensitive flesh but she felt Raven’s hands gently stroke her skin soothingly. She couldn’t fully process the words Raven was saying, but she felt the gentle rumble of her voice and found comfort in it nonetheless. She relaxed into the dragon’s grasp, letting the heat and soft hands of her new master lull her into a sleep.
Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.