Feeding the Dragoness
Captain Arryn was not amused. For once, just once, it had looked as if his streak of bad luck had come to an end. That perhaps the Drakoran Imperial Guard's endless string of dead-end assignments to wherever seemed to be the least desirable outpost currently needing attendance, usually due to the past occupants defecting or going insane from boredom and killing each other off, had finally run out. That perhaps his name had been overlooked at last when it came time to send some undeserving soul to a living hell on earth. It appeared that this wasn't quite the case, however.
The dragoness was not amused either, and the good Captain was quickly beginning to suspect that he had not been so terribly lucky after all, as huddled in the shadows of her nest he silently watched the scene unfolding before him.
"Why, pray tell, have you invaded my lair?" A rather large female dragon circled slowly around the group of huddled footmen that formed Arryn's patrol, fixing them with her fiery crimson eyes and hissing low in her throat. Not a single one of them dared to open his mouth, as they all stood cowering, trying hard not to look at the charred remains of their fellow soldiers, those who had offered a resistance to the dragon's initial attack.
Swift and deadly, she had caught them unawares as they tiptoed into her den, turning what was to be the Captain's greatest moment into an unspeakable nightmare. The plans had been so simple, every night the dragoness left to prowl for food, she did not return until just before dawn. Every night her schedule remained the same, precisely as the sun set, she would begin her hunt. There should have been plenty of time to retrieve the... to complete their mission before she returned. How could they have known tonight was different? How could they have known she would be waiting for them inside the lair? If the clouds from an incoming storm had not masked the entrance, and hid the moon from this face of the mountain, or if the wind hadn't blown away the telltale tendrils of smoke wafting slowly out of the cave's mouth, then perhaps they would have seen that this night she remained very much at home.
The Captain almost laughed at the strange irony that she should chose the very night of their mission to alter her schedule, at the fact that on a whim his life might very well end up being extinguished, along with those of the lizardmen under his command. He almost laughed, but stilled his breath, for while his men were already dead as far as he was concerned, the dragoness had not yet spotted him crouched in the darkness. And so he watched in silence, a slight and rueful smile on his face...fearing for his life as she preyed upon his patrol.
"Answer me!" The dragoness bellowed, lashing out with a massive forepaw and snatching up one of the footmen between her razor talons, bringing him close to her muzzle and snarling fiercely. The tiny lizardman turned solid white at the sight of her massive incisors, glistening wet and sharper than a steel rapier, nearly the size of his entire body, easily capable of shredding his steel armor without the slightest effort. She snarled again as he fainted and went limp in her paw. With another bellow of rage she crushed her paw into a fist, mangling the armor and pulping the human inside, before slamming him against the rocky floor, leaving a smear of blood and metal in the middle of her gigantic paw print. Turning the red fire of her gaze on the others, she asked again, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper, "Why are you here. Tell me quickly, or you will find your deaths slow and painful. I am through being merciful."
"You," She tapped one of the soldiers on the chest with a massive claw, knocking him backward and pinning him to the ground, then leaned down to place her fearsome jaws inches from his insignificant form. "Answer my question."
The drakoran, Corporal Galean as the Captain recalled his name, cried out sharply as the tip of her talon pressed against his breastplate, the fire-forged metal offering little resistance against her massive weight and the sharpness of that giant claw. Writhing in agony he clutched at the claw's piercing edge with his gauntlets, trying ineffectually to ease the pressure on his lungs and stammer out an answer. Captain Arryn winced as he saw the excruciating pain in the young lizard's eyes, unable to tear his eyes away for even a moment, listening closely to see if he would reply.
"We don't..." The man screamed in agony as the dragoness rocked forward just the slightest bit, summoning his strength and blinking away his tears, shuddering and crying out as loud as he could manage, a feeble whisper to the Captain's ears, "We don't know! We're just..." Galean's eyeballs bulged and his whole body curled up into a fetal position as the dragoness extended her claw further, slicing through his armor and spearing him through the chest. His lungs filled with blood and his screams turned to gurgles and then silence, as the monster's impatience forfeited his life.
With a noise of disgust, the huge monster pressed two other claws through the drakoran warrior, lifting him off the ground and raising him above the heads of the others. Her draconic lips parted in a deadly hiss as her long, snakelike tongue slowly wrapped around Galean's form, pulling him off her claws and into her cavernous maw. With a shudder, Arryn watched a smile crease her muzzle, as she savored the taste of blood on her tongue, drakoran blood, one of his own men. Then with a short jerk of her head and a powerful swallow, she consumed the soldier entirely, his lifeless body becoming little more than a small lump in her throat as it slowly journeyed to her stomach. Arryn shivered again, reading his own similar fate in the fiery eyes of the dragoness.
"Now, who else 'doesn't know?"' The dragoness glowered down at the remaining drakorans. None of them replied. "In that case," her voice once more dropped into that soft and deadly tone that caused Arryn's skin to crawl, "I believe I will make you all my snacks. I did not go hunting tonight, as you doubtless expected me to, and that has left me rather hungry..." She hesitated, lingering a moment on the last word, then smiled suddenly, a smile that scared Arryn more than anything other action he had witnessed that night.
But fear was not the only emotion the Captain felt, watching the dragoness at work in all her raw power had rather fascinated him in a strange way, and he recognized now that he was perhaps a tiny bit eager to find out what her plans were for his former underlings. He had no love for the drakorans in his command, but the pure animal nature of her actions held his interest in a peculiar way. Perhaps... no, he rejected the idea as ludicrous, but a ticklish feeling between his legs betrayed the truth of his thought. The way she had casually disposed of his men without the slightest effort, the strength and might in her every motion, the pure carnal essence of the dragoness called out to him, and his body was even now answering that call. He leaned in closer, waiting breathlessly to discover what plans she would carry out.
He did not have to wait long, as the dragoness reached down and scooped up all five of the remaining soldiers, then moving her massive form around within the lair, managed to roll over onto her back, dropping the drakorans onto the mounds of her chest, massive muscles toned by countless hours of flight, firm and lean, pleasantly rounded until they almost looked like a pair of...
Captain Arryn blushed, as his armor suddenly begin to seem very uncomfortable in the proximity of his hips, turning his head quickly away, scolding himself for his momentary lapse. She was a monster, she had already killed several of his men and now she was about to have her way with the others while he... Arryn slowly turned his head back around, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly and he found himself unable to resist her strange allure. As he found himself examining her chest and the rest of her massive form more closely, more than slightly aroused by the display, and silently begging for more. In silence he watched.
"Now," She spoke again, that same almost smile across her face, "You will become my meal, and I will devour you as nothing more than the tiny lizards you are. But there exists more than one type of hunger, and as you have so foolishly invaded my lair and are unable to tell me why, I shall have you fulfill all of them."
Leaning in closely, she selected the smallest of the footmen and roughly pulled him away from the others with her talons, "You shall be the first to sate my hunger. Remove your armor, your clothing too." The drakoran hesitated, and she swiftly slashed her claw tips across the solid steel, carving several long gashes and causing the drakoran to stumble backward, crying out in terror and pain as she nicked through to his skin. The razor talons came back with blood on their edges. The dragoness smiled and slowly licked herself clean, "Remove your armor, or I will remove it for you." She shifted her eyes to the group, "All of you." In seconds not a single inch of their scales remained covered. With a casual flick of her paw the dragoness swept the discarded armor and clothing away from the tiny naked creatures on her massive chest.
"Now you," she returned her gaze to the small lizard apart from the others, "As I understand it, many mammals find it pleasurable to have their chests rubbed by another. Dragons do not have breasts such as mammals, but I have found that certain sensitive spots exist that provide much the same stimulation. I require to you find these places and 'service' them. It is my hope that you will be able to please me before the temptation to devour your insignificant self strengthens too greatly. And you," She abruptly plucked another from the group, dropping him on her other muscle, "Will help him. I strongly suggest you do your best, if you want your death to be at all painless." Without a moment's hesitation, the two drakorans fell to work, on their hands and knees rubbing their paws in circles across the wide flesh of her chest.
The dragoness purred softly and gave a slight shiver as the two drakorans began their efforts, but she wasn't quite finished yet. Selecting another soldier she dropped him down to the floor of the lair, almost chuckling as he gave a cry of pain at the nearly two story fall, before burying him with her paw. Crushing him down with her weight she rolled the drakoran over onto his back, her pawpad covering his chest and legs, with only his head peaking out between her claws. "Your orders are simple," She grinned down malignantly, "Lick, and rub. I want to enjoy having you beneath my paw, enough not to crush you outright." Flexing her claws and pressing down a bit as the third drakoran begin to squirm, the dragoness enjoyed her power over him for a moment, clearly pleased with his efforts or perhaps his struggles, as her soft murr deepened.
Having appropriately placed the first three of her soon to be sex toys, she examined the remaining two closely, smiling carnally as she sensed their thoughts, "You know where you are going, little toys? You," She plucked up the smaller of the two, "will have the honor of pleasing my anal slit."
The tiny drakoran gave a cry of protest as she lowered him down toward her nether regions, spreading her legs wide and exposing the tight pucker of her anus. She quickly pressed him up against her back door, letting his squirming resistance stimulate her sensitive sphincter muscle, before slowly pushing him inside with a single claw, giving an involuntary moan and a quick shudder as he entered her lower slit. Flexing her muscles against his tiny body and drawing him further inside.
Turning back to the sole remaining soldier, she slowly wrapped her paw around him and lifted him to her eyes. "And you. You know why I saved you for last?"
"Be... Because..." The drakoran stammered and clear his throat, "Because I'm the largest?"
The dragoness laughed and nodded slowly, "And I suppose you know what that makes you ideal for? No, wait..." Another laugh, as her paw began to maneuver lower. "You don't have to answer that one." Suddenly and without hesitation she plunged the last drakoran deep into her cunt, leaning back and roaring into the dark as he slipped between the lips of her slit, sliding all the way into the thick, muscular sex tunnel, which instantly responded by clamping down around his form, and began to methodically massage him inside her. Her claws lingered to caress the swollen mound of her dragoness femsex, then laying her head to the side and closing her eyes she started enjoying her little toys.
Captain Arryn watched in fascination as the giant female set to work, her rising excitement having a noticeable effect on him, and strangely also on her toys. She began to grind her paw against the floor, almost crushing the tiny drakoran beneath it as he frantically licked and rubbed her pawpad, causing her to murr deeply and flex her claws in and out, razor sharp spears pressing deep into the solid rock mere inches from his head. The tiny male cried out as her slightest movement brought crushing pressure against his lungs, causing his ribs to creak and pop, as if at any moment her weight would finish him. But the taste of her paws and the sweat starting to leak from between her scales soon took charge as her flavor and scent slowly overwhelmed him, seizing his mind with sexual energy and causing his cries to turn into moans of pleasure. He began to hump against her paw, begging her to crush him in sexual frenzy. The Captain gazed on with his mouth hanging open as he saw the soldier spasm and start to unload against her pawpad, for a moment almost wishing he could take his place, and definitely wishing his armor were a bit looser.
As his eyes wandered upward to the mounds of her chest the drakoran leader saw his other two underlings in a similar situation, having abandoned their hands they were now rubbing their entire bodies back and forth against her scales, thrusting against her muscular torso with wild abandon, their eyes closed and tongues hanging out of their mouths, obviously in rapture despite their equally obvious danger. The dragoness arched her back and moaned at their treatments, taking her free paw and placing two talon fingers against each of them, rubbing them in small circles against her sensitive dragon breasts, the two tiny forms going limp beneath her touch as they also surrendered their loads to the sex goddess beneath them. The Captain shuddered again at the thought of having her rub him against her scales that way; he inched closer, unable to do anything but gaze slack-jawed at the sensual display, as his gaze slowly journeyed lower.
His eyes fixed on her hips as he could only imagine what was happening to the two drakorans inside her, but judging by her reaction they were equally enjoying themselves. Moaning and thrusting her hips into the air with irregular jerks, her sex seemed to have a mind of it's own as the largest of the drakorans moved inside her, his very presence enough to set her writhing in pleasure, and his tiny movements against her most sensitive inner sex nearly overwhelming her with sensation. Overcome by her scent and the taste of her fluids leaking from the swollen mound, the tiny drakoran rubbed himself furiously against the walls of her sex, humping inside her as he massaged her tunnel with his paws. Taking his teeth he bit into the pink muscle surrounding him, causing her to scream in pleasure and clamp down on him with vice-like strength. Curling her tail around she pressed it into her slit behind him, ramming it all the way in and crushing him against her g-spot. Moaning and writhing, she repeatedly speared her sex, her little toy nearly flattened by the forces seizing him from every side, almost passing out as he started to cum repeatedly inside of her, over and over with each thrust of her tail slamming him against her cervix. The drakoran in her anal slit seemed to be faring little better as the muscles of her rear worked him deeper and deeper inside her tight anus, enjoying him just as much if not more than the toy in her slit. As he heard his men cry out in the pure rapture of her sexual power, Captain Arryn lost it as well, spraying his own cum all over the inside of his armor, hardly even noticing as he could only gape at the dragon sex goddess, his mind lost in the strength of her raw appeal.
Frantically the dragoness moaned and writhed, shivered and purred all over as she thrust her hips and arched her chest against her paws, her toys lost in sexual bliss as they sought to please themselves on and insider her massive form. Until suddenly she spasmed once, then spasmed again and finally roared out long and loud, crushing the drakorans against her breasts and smashing the soldier underneath her paw, her sex slit and anal slit mangling there contents with the force of her orgasm, as a flood of dragoness cum washed out of her sex to pool beneath her tail.
Panting heavily, the dragoness slowly relaxed herself against the ground, purring loudly for several moments. Just when the Captain wondered what would happen next, he heard her chuckle and saw her slowly sit up and examine the mangled remains of her toys. Much to his horror, he saw that all but the one under her paw were still alive, if just barely.
"Ah, my little toys," She laughed down at them as she gathered them up in her paws, "You did very well indeed. But I'm afraid you aren't finished." Slowly she reached down and peeled the flattened drakoran off of her pawpad, dangling his mangled form before the others, leaning her muzzle in close. "You see, I'm still hungry." With a quick snap of her jaws she bit the dead drakoran in half, then before the others could react, tossed the rest of his body into her mouth, chewing slowly before swallowing him down in a single gulp. "And now, my toys, you shall become my snacks as well."
Arryn shivered at her words, feeling again that strange allure that comes from witnessing such complete power, the power over one's life and death, the power to force them to please you and then to discard their life as nothing more valuable than an insignificant snack. He felt himself swallowing in rhythm with the dragoness, as she slowly, methodically, silenced the screams of his men by eating them one at a time...chewing and swallowing each of them down her massive throat, nothing more than a tiny bulge creasing her scales, until at last, not a single drakoran remained.
With a chuckle the dragoness slowly cleaned off her claws, reclining on her side against the floor of the lair, facing away from him. The Captain simply sat and stared, his reaction to the entire display slowly trickling down his leg into the boots of his armor, as he pondered his next move. Suddenly, the dragoness spoke into the darkness.
"I trust you enjoyed my little show, Captain." Her voice was soft and low, dangerous and dripping with malice. She sensed his surprise and laughed, "Oh, yes. Do not think I missed you back there, hiding in the shadows. And certainly if I had, I would have smelled your filthy stench with ease."
The Captain sighed and stepped out of the shadows, "What are you going to do with me."
The dragon turned around and lowered her nostrils to sniff at his face, then the area around his hips. "You did enjoy watching me. I can't say I blame you, and yet I feel you should be punished for it, not to mention for invading my lair. For these two things I feel your death should be especially long and painful."
Arryn shivered at her words and dropped his eyes, knowing now full well what she was capable of. And yet, he smiled, in a way he almost wanted her to. Raising his head to look into hers he gasped at the majesty and power he saw in just the lines of her giant visage, gazing down at him, feeling again that strange pull of attraction for the dragoness.
She snarled and reached for him.
"Wa... wait!" He stammered out, "I can tell you why we came here. I can tell you who sent us and what they wanted us to do!"
The dragoness halted her claws just inches from his tiny form. "Oh? Do tell... perhaps it will quicken your death."
The Captain thought furiously, perhaps it would work; perhaps she wouldn't kill him if... "I'll tell, but if I tell, you must let me choose my punishment."
The dragoness seemed to ponder this for a bit, but her curiosity eventually winning out over her desire for more blood, as she frowned and removed her paw, nodding for him to continue. "Name your punishment then, and I will consider it."
"That I become your sex toy. And that you do not eat me or kill me." The Captain held his breath, waiting for her reply.
The dragoness tapped her claws against the floor, thinking his words over in her mind for a brief moment before nodding her acceptance. "I will not kill you. Now who sent you and for what purpose?"
The Captain spoke quickly, not wanting to risk her impatience, "The Arch Mage commissioned the military to procure for him a single dragon's egg. Since you dragons do not make your homes in easily reached locations, my patrol happened to be the closed to a known dragoness lair. We observed your hunting habits and sought to steal your egg while you were away."
The dragoness paled a bit, then growled down at him with malice, "You were going to steal my eggs!?" She roared at him, knocking him to the ground, "You should die where you stand for even thinking of such a thing! You are not even worthy to be my toy!"
Arryn cowered in fear as he felt her hot breath on his scales, certain that his life was about to end. But the deadly dragon breath never came. Anxiously he peeked open an eye and regarded the dragoness, trembling with anger but restraining herself for the moment.
"I said I would not kill you," She growled low in her throat, "But I have an even better plan for you now."
Snatching him up in her claws she slowly circled around and headed back toward the rear of the cave. Pausing above a large nest-like structure, she smiled menacingly down at him, nodding toward the tiny shapes within. The Captain spotted movement, realizing with surprise that he was looking at a nest of recently hatched dragonlings.
"And now you know why I stayed home tonight, Captain." She chuckled and held him between two claws, slowly, methodically removing his armor. "But you know, it would have ended just the same if I had hunted as usual, you see I don't need to kill you myself..." She discarded the last piece and dropped him suddenly into the nest.
Captain Arryn screamed once as a dozen hatchlings instantly seized him in their jaws, shredding his legs and arms and disemboweling him with their claws and teeth. Then his voice cut off as they tore out his throat. He silently cried out in horror as they sliced through his face, his vision going black and his last memories filled with a pain more intense than any he had ever known before. And then he remembered nothing at all.
The dragoness known as Tiafara Celenda spoke into the dark, "My hatchlings are hungry too."