When Melanie got up the next morning, she felt groggy and a little tired. She glanced over at her clock and found it was six in the morning. She rolled over but to her dismay her brain had become active. Thoughts of Lucian and KCC worked their way into her mind. 'It's far too early for this.' She sighed silently and sat up.

'Chapter one of book two; a proper submissive must always be ready.' Accepting that policy as truth, she got up and immediately smelt the scent of pancakes and eggs. Her parents should've been at work and her siblings should've been at school. Slipping into a red night gown with lace at the bottom. She walked down stairs and into the kitchen and stopped.

Neither her siblings nor her parents were at the stove, rather it was Lucian. Wearing his black robe and cooking perfectly browned pancakes that had been evenly cooked on both sides. He turned to her and smiled.

"I see you are awake. I hope it isn't too early?" He said, flipping a pancake over with ease.

"N-No sir." She replied.

"Good. Sit." He commanded in a smooth voice that was as deep as the ocean but as gentle as a calm lake tide. Unable to deny him, she sat down at the table and waited as he laid out three pancakes and drizzled syrup onto them.

"How did you know where I'd be?" She asked.

"A master always knows where to find his slave." He said before he set down the spatula and turned off the oven.

Melanie didn't notice him move away from the counter until she felt his hands on her bare shoulders. Picking up the fork from the plate she cut out a small piece of the pancake and ate it. The light and fluffy pancake was softer than a donut and lighter than a crossaint.

"Is it good? Do you like master's cooking?" He asked, hands still on her naked shoulders.

"Yes sir, I do." She replied. "Will you be eating too?"

"Yes." His voice took on a tone of deep fluctuating pitches that all vibrated simultaneously. "I think I will have a bite."

Melanie looked over her shoulder to see his head had been replaced by massive draconic jaws and a snout of scales. Thick fangs curled out and she screamed as he bit down upon her neck.

Melanie sprang away gasping for air. She looked around her room realizing that she was alone and in the attic. Her head hit the pillow with a soft wet squish. She sat up to find that it was not only the pillow but her bedding and sheets were damp with sweat.

As her legs brushed against one another she found that it was not just her outside that had been wet, but so were her insides. She opened her legs and found that her vagina had opened up as though it had expected penetration. Gathering up her clothes and bedding, she changed it out for clean and dry fabric.

When she looked at the clock she found it was just before three in the morning. She flopped back onto the bed and back onto the pillow which she then realized hadn't been changed out.

*****

The city was bright, despite the hour of the night he was out at. The streets were well lit and the stores along the sidewalks glowed from within. As he walked across the street and over to a shop with a stunning piece of jewelry in it, he stopped and stared. The necklace had a thin string of silver that connected to a large red gem which had been expertly cut and polished.

'Perhaps a gift might persuade her?' He thought. Before he could attempt anything, a shockingly loud voice pierced his ears.

"Let me go!" A feminine voice cried out. The voice was muffled but still audible to his sensitive ears. "Please! Leav-" the voice was abruptly stopped but the sounds of muffled food steps and clothes being tattered caught his ears.

Lucian bolted down the street following the sounds of the scuffle until he stopped at a darkened alley where he saw three figures. Two men were holding a woman as she struggled to get free. The man at her legs tore away her pants and panties exposing her thighs. The man at her head cupped his hand over her mouth as he held her arms under his legs.

"Hey!" Lucian shouted.

Both men whipped their heads around and stared at him with angry shocked expressions.

"Where the fuck did he come from bro?"

"How the hell should I know dude. You were supposed to be look out."

The first man zipped up his pants before getting up and pulling out a six-inch full tang knife.

"If you don't get out of here. I am going to slice you up like venison."

Lucian narrowed his eyes and took a step forward widening his stance.

"I suggest you leave that woman be or it is I who will turn you into this 'venison you speak of."

The man glanced back at his friend who shook his head with a befuddled expression on his face.

"Just stab the fucker."

The man pulled back and lunged forward sending the knife into a clumsy and off center thrust. Lucian smoothly guided the knife to the side and slapped it out of the man's hand. The weapon skittered across the cement before rolling to the wall where it stayed. Lucian grabbed the unprepared man by the arm, twisted and rolled him to the side sending him face first to the hard ground.

His face hit the cement with a hard wet smack. Lucian looked to the second man who raised his hand up.

"Not me bro. I'm outta here." He shouted and took off running in the opposite direction.

Lucian walked over to the woman and offered her his robe in place of her torn clothes. She looked at him and then his robe warily.

"I promise, no harm shall come to you."

She hesitantly reached out and took the robe before getting up and draping it around herself. The fabric was warm and softer than Egyptian cotton sheets.

"Thank you." She sniffled.

"Do you live far from here?" He asked.

"Only a few blocks down." She replied.

"I will see to it that you are returned home safely." He offered his elbow to her and she slipped her hand into his arm.

As they walked out of the alley, Lucian stepped on the man's fingers breaking two. The man let out a howl of pain and agony. They walked down the street which turned down a short road that ended at a long driveway which disappeared beyond sight.

"I live down this way." She said.

"Well then I bid you good evening." He bowed and turned away.