The Red Baron Prologue
THE RED BARON
PROLOGUE
Remus Dhagar love his family and would do everything to ensure the best of it. As a warrior he had spent a long time away from home and when he finally returned, every instant with his wife and children was precious. When he had retired, he hoped to have time to devote only to those he loved. And indeed it had been so.
Remus was a Sapphire Dragon, his species was considered the most elegant, the most refined and harmonious with its scaly mantle of the color of the sky. He was a solid man with broad shoulders and a powerful and toned physique, trained by multiple battles and victories. He had been one of the best generals of the Domain, he was considered an example of virtue to be followed and envied.
Unfortunately, the war had changed him, but he had not noticed it. Something had hidden inside his mind, a seed that once sprouted would have made him too fascinated by what he had fought throughout all his life.
Slowly, he became obsessed with his sworn enemies, the Corruptors, so that he became a real expert. This entity was creatures with the sole purpose of transforming every living being into a mutated, distorted and bizarre being that resembled their vision of perfection, even playing with feelings, creating grotesque moral combinations.
Dangerous entities, capable of infecting even the most determined with the germ of libidinous madness. Fighting them meant fighting a war on two fronts: on the one hand in the physical and magical plane, simpler and more immediate and at the same time one must resist the temptation that Corruption exploited to attract new servants and expand into the our universe. Promises of power and pleasure without end, pure and simple, without responsibility, fear, pain or fatigue ... just the beauty of letting yourself fall into a chasm of endless lust and depravity.
For Remus, the Corruption was the absolute evil and the Corruptors were monsters to destroy, the Contagion a disease to be eradicated at any cost.
Before it tasted the taste of the darkest and most morbid depravity ...
But all his pride and honor no longer counted ...
Sitting on a velvet throne I observed the ritual performed in my honor: to see a dragon-like leader such as Remus, once so proud, so strong and so impeccable, to fuck his daughter like a dog was a rare spectacle and a unique pleasure.
The two dragons were lying on the wooden floor, intent on copulating shamelessly in front of all the servants, in a show of perverse passion. There were only their animal verses to fill the great hall of the palace of the Dhagar, a cacophony of sighs, moans and sobs able to excite even the most tenacious.
Remus was strong and virile, had the muscular physique of a warrior and the elegance of the dancer. In spite of everything, he had kept himself fit obsessively, superb in a pathological way and willing to keep his body as fit and remarkable as possible.
When I had found him exposed to the Contagion, I had not been able to believe my fortune: a Dragon, no less than a noble advisor of the Domain, was soiled by my master's corrupting touch: an obsessive pride had made its way into him, so that he spent hours caring for his body and watching him blissfully, sometimes using magic to become even more virile and even more irresistible.
He spent hours in front of the mirror bobbing with the curves of his muscles, getting excited by his overpowering manhood, letting the sweat and dirt cover him and further enhance his male perfume, jerking off while he dreamed of fucking himself and that perfection of which he was immensely proud.
It had been all too easy to push him beyond his limit and transform him into my personal slave, a savage incapable of resisting his own animal drives. At first he proved to be loyal to his wife and solid in his principles, but after some moan and compliment to loosen him, he had shown his primitive side and had let himself go to extra-marital sex with whoever attracts him.
It was easy for me to influence him, whispering that the beautiful fox wanted him and he immediately set off to attack, imposing himself on the weak prey that could only be fascinated and flattered by the attentions of such a famous and charismatic man.
Every dance and party ended with a new conquest, brought to the family home, where Remus would have made her his, leaving the poor woman upset after the most intense fucking of her life. At first the escapades were done with discretion, but then without shame, with impudence the women were accompanied to the rooms of the landlord by the worried servant, while the angry wife tried to resist her husband, but without success: the dragon imposed his will totally on what he considered his property. Lilia had slowly given up on the fight, convinced that her husband was right, after all he was an alpha male, virile and powerful, who deserved his harem.
The dragoness ended up being my second objective, which was also already in a minor part corrupted. She became obsessed with the strength of her husband, she supported the orgies without protesting, she participated in increasingly degrading and humiliating acts, forced to observe, chained for days while her sweet husband was mercilessly taking the umpteenth conquest, another poor victim of the growing Contagion.
Thanks to Remus, I could have also reached one of the most famous and powerful families of Dragons in the nation, but to do so I had to make it suitable for the task. When by now wife and husband was hopelessly lost in the spirals of lust, I revealed myself and imposed my will on the couple, promising in exchange for their obedience a pleasure without boundaries.
First, I made Remus my champion, modifying his genitals in order to equip him with a perfect instrument of corruption: his already remarkable virility had been changed into a gigantic black latex phallus, which constantly overflowed a dark and thick liquid similar to black latex, pure contagion, while his scrotum had expanded until it becomes huge, two gigantic balls of black latex as big as melons, full of corrupting liquid, dangling hypnotically when he moved around the building.
Thanks to this change, Remus was unable to think of anything other than sex and as soon as he saw something to fuck, he approached and convinced his prey even with hypnosis. The first night in which he honored his position as a champion, the dragon managed to fuck all the thirty-nine members of servitude, sweeping them to complete submission, to the point of making them unwilling slaves.
Today, the Dhagar family would have reached the point of no return.
Lilia offered me her children as a gift... while Remus would give me his daughter, Helka, totally and irremediably corrupt.
At night, the male dragon visited the young girl. She was suspicious and rather unhappy that his father had become such an improper subject. She had been taught good manners and good girl's virtues, which had shattered the moment her father began his usual, confident, charming, irresistible approach. The father's gaze was no longer just that of a loving parent, but of a man devoured by the libidinous passion, eager to have that body, to impose its primitive sexual power on that young and fragrant girl, a delicious meal for a perverse madman.
Helka had resisted, protesting that it was incest, which was terrible, unseemly, immoral...
And then she had been convinced by her father's familiar and powerful voice not to take those teachings seriously, to let herself be carried away by the senses and instinct, to abandon all caution and throw herself into the arms of that devouring passion.
The poor girl had betrayed her husband with her father, almost every night, unable to restrain that new, exciting and electrifying desire. Sex with her father was something unique, wonderfully wrong. His daddy satisfied her as her boyfriend was not able to do. He loved feeling dirty, bad, sick and wanted even more, she craved that overwhelming passion to destroy her, she wanted to get lost in that sea of lust and drown.
And so it would have been.
The male dragon sank its gigantic cock into his daughter for more than an hour, panting and grunting like a beast, drooling and moving with unrestrained speed, clutching between the mighty arms his little girl. She accepted the gift that his father offered her with legs wide open: pure Corruption squirted straight into her body, which would slowly consumed and converted her.
Helka moaned without restraint, urging her father to make the most of it, to make her his own.
With one last thrust and a roar, Remus reached the orgasm and I saw the black, uncontrollable and copious spurt splashing between Helka's legs. She screamed with pleasure, while her belly swelled up, filled with corruption to the limit.
He stopped, allowing his scrotum to be emptied at least partially inside the young dragoness, even if it took only a few seconds for his balls to be overflowing again and make him feel as if he had not had sex for months.
"Go on Remus, I want her to be completely drenched in cum." I ordered. The Dragon nodded and grumbled, drooling and grinding his teeth, immediately starting to fuck his daughter with gusto and enthusiasm.
Helka would soon become a Doll, a Drone composed of pure latex useful only as an object of pleasure. A toy to be swept and filled with seed to the brim and once used properly, thrown into the jaws of the Master and turned into corrupting liquid, with which to convert other weak fools.
She obviously would have been special. She tried to reveal to the Royal Guard what was happening to his father: she would be a gift to my precious ally, loyal to the Great Pork. For the Pig-Man it was more convenient a doll, since they usually forgot the latex creature impaled on their big and porcine cock for days, while they swallow food until fainting.
Around me, the servants of the Dhagar silently watched the scene. They were rendered obedient and harmless by the landlord, that had turned them into dolls, creatures without facial or body features, without distinctive anatomical signs and without identity. Simple clothes of pure black latex, filled with corrupting liquid and with only parodies of genitals to differentiate them, like gigantic dense and firm breasts or dildos of various lengths and perennially hard, but never erect.
Next to me, one of the two big dark mastiffs barked as Remus snarled as he penetrated his daughter, who was moaning uncontrollably, no longer able to compose a meaningful sentence.
Once noble guards of the Dhagar family, the two powerful and fast dragons were now big dogs of black latex, the fur replaced by a gummy plastic mantle, the faces hardened by powerful jaws.
The mastiffs rested obediently to my side, calm and ready to snap as soon as I had ordered them.
The poor dragon girl hugged her father "Daddy... like the others ... I want to be just a hole to fuck like the others!" She asserted, before the penetration rhythm again prevented her from uttering a word.
Remus had been truly incredible and had exceeded all my expectations, yielding to my flattery and perversion at an astonishing speed. When I asked him how he thought of making his family useful to the Corruptors, he dragged his wife in front of me and fucked her for hours, proving that she too was a faithful servant and ready to do anything to please me.
Only for the children of Remus, Nark and Vilod had decided a different treatment than usual: after all, the two spoiled bastards had proved excellent lovers. They did not know what was happening in the family, they did not know that I was the Mistress who was consuming the sanity of their parents. While they were competing to be the one who would have conquered my heart, they were two lovers who were fighting for their ruin.
When I proposed to them a threesome, they did not hold back and soon turned out to be two brothers with a dark incestuous side and much more perverse mind than expected. Predictable, given that the fruit never falls far from the tree.
Their passion and loyalty had been rewarded: now they were two forty centimeters vibrators planted inside my ass and my pussy, where they constantly rotated and moved as if alive, well aware that once they had been proud Dragons and now they were nothing else that sexual toys. The two young men turned into mechanical phalluses were still endowed with conscience and will, but their mind was constantly ravaged by pleasure: the more they moved the more they could try to reach an eternally forbidden orgasm, in a perennial cycle of negation. Soon they would go crazy, their mind would be dissolved until of the two petulant boys would remained just a last, wonderful orgasm.
Remus's wife, Lilia, had been the luckiest and most faithful of my servants. Not only because she offered me his children without me even asking for them, but because his splendid blue scaled armor immediately impressed me immensely, so elegantly and majestically.
She had been the first to be totally converted by her husband, the first to be totally wrapped by the Corruption. On my order, Remus had transformed her into the dress I was wearing now, the beautiful container I had chosen after the previous one had bored me.
The conversion into a dress was obviously permanent, given that the subject was literally devoured from within by Corruption, its organs and bones dissolved and transformed into pure contagion, which orgasm after orgasm was released from the body until only an empty shell remained. They became a latex suit covered with their own skin, to be worn as a normal dress, a perfect mask in which the Servants Corruptors (like me) could hide. Obviously, the will of the individual, even if often broken by immense pleasure, remained in the dress, maybe even forever and whoever wore it could feel the thoughts of the previous owner of that skin. It was wonderful for me to feel the pleasure of dear Lilia as she watched her husband making her daughter a latex slave, so happy for the degradation her family had fallen into.
Lilia was my most beloved dress and I would not have her turned into Contagion as I did with all my previous clothes. I would put it on a mannequin and exposed in my gallery, so that everyone could see it. Lilia would have been adored and every look would have caused her a delightful pleasure. Of course, I would have assured that she did not disappear in a puddle of orgasms like the others, but remained forever stuck, even though the elegant dragoness only remained as a primal essence.
Remus further accelerated his rhythm, the noise of his swollen and big testicles slamming against his daughter increased along with the moans and roars of the couple. The vibrators inside me went crazy, moving even more, as if trying to escape: actually Nark and Vilod had for a moment tried to be something other than the mechanical cocks, but as soon as they moved their spirit was bent by a pleasure impossible to tolerate and all their willpower concentrated on reaching the denied orgasm.
The feeling was magnificent and that dragoness's body was shaken with delight, while both my orifices were pierced without mercy. My hands slid over my breasts, pressing and teasing my nipples with great gusto, feeling Lilia go crazy. When I started massaging my clit, the former owner of those beautiful scales reached her last orgasm as a sentient creature.
What remained of the free will of Lilia broke out from my vagina with an exuberant squirt, a crystalline blue liquid that gathered on the floor, promptly attacked by my dogs who began to lick it with voracity, enjoying it until the floor was polished. Then they returned to my side, both with a clear and visible erection, panting and wagging, happy to have fed on the will of their previous employer.
Lilia was now a soft flame, pure instinct, broken and corrupt memories, every thought of her turned to pleasure, submission and love for her Mistress. Now he could not help but let herself be tormented by me.
With a roar, Remus impaled his daughter, who screamed his last orgasm as a dragon and was invaded by a black river. The dragon unsheathed his giant cock, stood up and pointed the girl, continuing to cum corrupting semen on her body, until it was completely wrapped.
The liquid crept inside her, covered all of her body and began to transform it quickly: her elegant and refined face vanished, losing all of her features and turning in faceless mask, with a perfectly round hole in place of her mouth, the proud draconian horns turned into handles, perfect to fuck the face of the new doll. The scales disappeared, replaced by a layer of pure pink latex, the breast swelled up to quadruple its size, gigantic and firm, the tits as big as basketballs. Her pussy dripping turned to resemble the mouth, a perfect round hole that had the sole purpose of being penetrated without stopping.
Helka disappeared, replaced by a silent doll, obedient and perpetually excited, eternally eager for sex.
Remus continued to spill his black seed on the floor, his big meat cannon spurted cum everywhere without restraint. With his hands he jerked himself vigorously, but immediately he stopped and looked at me: there was nothing left of the old and proud leader and the dragon's eyes showed only the same animal and primitive look of the two dogs next to me.
I bit my lips with excitement... it was time. The Dragon was ready to become my new and beautiful dress. With him, I could join the Dominion Council and bribe the elité itself... my master would surely reward me, turning me into his own doll or maybe even into his new throne!
I reached Remus, panting and still excited beyond measure. He looked at me with love and passion, now completely subjugated and made obedient.
"Good dog..." I whispered, gently caressing his overflowing glans. "Happy to have made your daughter one of ours? I bet you can not wait to fuck her again." He nodded, pulling his dick in his hands hard and holding it, which brought out a few black spot, which wet my hands.
I took my dirty fingers to my mouth and licked it, tasting his thick, creamy seed. "I have your prize, Remus. Now you will become my new skin." I said, gloating.
He opened his eyes wide and, without saying anything, went to the ground, he positioned himself in doggy style, spreading his ass and offering me his tight asshole without shame.
"Well done, bitch..." Without finding any resistance, I put two fingers in his rectum. "I see you're ready for your last fuck..." I said, while a big and threatening dripping penis came out of my vagina.
Inside me, the two vibrators were totally mad, unable to stop and prevent their fate from being fulfilled. The children of the dragon were now spontaneously consuming themselves, condemning themselves without regret, eager to become just some giant cocks with a minimum of will.
I did not wait any longer and impaled my slave without encountering any friction, as if the dragon did not expect anything but to get fucked. He did not protest, but a moan of pleasure broke from his lips.
"Thank you, mistress..." He whispered, sincerely happy.
"Be mine, Remus! Become my skin. Become my altar, my fortress in which to exist... Mix with me and become one "
The grunts mingled with the dragon's prayers, while he totally accepted his destiny as the eternal slave of the Corruptors.