《The Dragon King's Servant》Chapter Forty Eight: Awakened
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Melanie was lifted off the ground, her legs folded over her master's strong arms. She was not the most flexible woman around but she had plenty of wiggle room. Wrapping her arms around his muscular neck, she was gently lowered onto his erection. Both Melanie and Lucian watched together as her sopping wet labia, still dripping with cum, splayed over his swollen head.
Their eyes met and they both drew in the sensation of merging. Her tight pussy embraced his thick cock like a tailored suit to its intended wearer.
"Oh yes!" She moaned as he lifted her up and down, using only half his cock. Even just half brought her climax near the top of release. Lucian could feel her urges and he didn't hesitate. Leaning forward he passionately kissed her. Their tongues twisted together and their lips tangled, fighting for dominance.
As his pace picked up he angled slightly forward and rubbed the underside of her clitoris.
"Oh God. Oh fuck I'm-" She moaned. "I'm gonna cum. Master! May I cum?"
"No."
Melanie cringed fighting back the urge that washed across her. Lucian could feel her vagina tighten around his erection. The harder he rubbed, the more difficult it was for her to withstand the urge to orgasm.
"Oh God. Please! Master I can't-" she groaned feeling another wave of painful orgasms rush up to be released. Melanie couldn't deny them though. Her body stiffened and her canal squeezed around his cock unleashing a torrent of cum that splashed his penis and the chair they sat on. Melanie's body convulsed for several seconds.
In her post orgasmic state she barely recognized the fact that they were moving. Only after she felt the shockingly cold leather press against her skin did she notice the change. Lucian set her down on a leather board with cut outs for her breasts and face.
He clamped down her arms, wrists and legs with metal cuffs and tightened them into place. Using a metal gear he moved the board so that she was vertical but still angled ever so slightly.
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"You came before I gave you permission."
"S-sorry master. I d-didnt mean to." She stuttered, body still quivering.
Lucian crossed the room and picked up a paddle. Etched into the thick flexible leather surface was the word 'OBEY'.
"Master now has to punish you." He sighed as though he wasn't going to enjoy what he had to do. Which he most certainly did enjoy.
*****
Leo and Joona followed Brandi into the chambers of generals and commanders which sat on the second story jade hall. Just as they reached the bronze double doors of the room, the royal advisor walked out carrying his customary notebook and clipboard.
"Hello Brandi." Lynx said and looked up at the two guards with a confused expression on his furry face.
"You are just the person I wanted to see."
"Well then I am happy to help. What can I do for you?" Lynx asked.
"These two are going to become a part of the Queen's guard." She tossed a thumb over her shoulder at them. "What paper work do they need signed?"
Lynx smirked an upturned whiskered smile and led the way. Always one for formality and paperwork, he enjoyed the organizational duties that his station required.
*****
Lucian started off slow and soft. Each strike of the paddle growing harder and faster. After twenty strikes with the leather tool, her ass cheeks were bright red and in clear letters the word 'OBEY' was outlined. Cum actively drizzled out her open pussy and a fresh gush hit the floor after each resounding smack.
"I promise I'll ask!" She shouted.
Her voice echoed off the dungeon walls between each slap of the paddle.
"You'll do what?" He asked again for the tenth time.
"Ask permission and obey." She whined.
Lucian smacked her twice more on the ass cheeks before walking back over and gently putting away the punishment tool. With his cock erect and stiff. He gently ran it between her loose wet labia coating himself in her cum.
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"Do you want to try this again?" He asked.
"Please master! Please!" She moaned desperate to feel his erection against her cervix.
"Will you obey?" He growled.
That single growl sent a shiver of submission through Melanie.
"I swear I will Master. Alway-" her mouth went wide and the words died away as his cock slid all the way up until it was pressed against her eager cervix.
"Thank you my lord!" She screamed each time he slowly sheathed himself inside her. Melanie couldn't deny how amazing he felt. The size and length alone was more than she could handle at times but there was something else to it. Something more.
Each time he touched her she felt a oneness. A sense of wholeness that brought her happiness as well as arousal. That feeling only doubled when he was inside her. Like her sole purpose was to be his in every capacity.
Lucian stepped away and walked to the far side of the room where he picked up a pair of small vice grip clamps. From the ends dangled small but very solid rounded weights.
"Please. More master. Please." She begged.
Lucian smiled with pride at the slutty submissive that had cracked out of her. The one that had not truly seen the light of day. Lucian bent slightly, licking and pinching her bright pink nipples between his lips. Using his tongue he licked and flogged her until the nipples became hard and erect.
Drinking in his touch she couldn't hide her moans of blissful pleasure. Melanie's face contorted into one of pleasure and pain as he opened the clamps up and slammed them down over her stiff nipples.
"Shit! Fuck! Master that-"
Lucian tugged at the weighted clamps and Melanie let out a shrill shriek of pain.
"What are you?" He asked.
"Master's toy." She replied, a look of absolute arousal on her face.
"Good girl." He walked around her back and inserted his cock only this time, he held nothing back. His enormous erection pounded hard against her cervix as his fingers circled her swollen clitoris. The weights at her nipples jostled and swayed pulling against her sensitive flesh.
Each moan only prodded Lucian to go further and harder. Just then, he pushed in deep and pulled out. With a crank of the gears the table fell forward and the weights hung heavy on her nipples. The pain of it only ensured more pleasure. With her face just below Lucian's waist, she watched his cum covered cock draw closer.
"Time to clean up your mess." He growled.
Melanie opened wide and accepted his cock with hungry eyes. She didn't care that his erection was slathered in her own cum, just knowing she was being used by her master for his pleasure was enough.
She closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as his cock slid in and out of her mouth like some fleshlite.
*****
Maalceus shifted under Kelly, the weight of her limp body was heavier than anticipated. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he looked at her pale form.
'If you had met anyone else. You'd still be alive.' He cried. 'Perhaps in another life, you'll have a better fate.'
He turned away and stood up. Just as he reached for the door he felt a shudder. A ripple along the currents of energy. He turned again and stared at Kelly. His eyes searched for a sign, any indication that she was simply trapped within the transition. He watched her for a moment longer and then it happened. Her finger twitched.
The slightest motion, almost unnoticeable. Maalceus rushed back to her side and held her.
"K-Kelly? Can you hear me? Do something. Say something. Anything!" He shouted.
Without warning, her eyes opened revealing yellow and red irises that blazed up at him.
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