Broken Shackles
#2 of Swallowed By Love
Like I said for the last chapter, the following story is intended for adult reading only. If you are offended by anal and oral at the same time, spacing out while being raped, making love (not just sex), free speech, or anything else that's good, just don't read this. If you're offended because your kids saw it, don't go crying to me. You should be watching them better than that.
Oh, and I love feedback ^.^;
Chapter 2: Broken Shackles
Love, wake up. Shasa's mental voice was wrapped in a feeling of intense hatred toward something else. Dae shivered and stirred, opening her eyes to the warm darkness of her Lover's interior. The walls of the warm, fleshy chamber were pressing reassuringly against her skin; it reminded her that she was in a safe place. She stretched, her hand coming into contact with a blood vessel through the soft skin. It throbbed warmly under her palm, and she lay in that position for a few moments before curling back up again.
What is it? she asked sleepily.
Her mind's eye was filled with an image of night, and she could see the garden in which they were both prisoners. The field of view was much wider than she was used to, and she nearly got a headache trying to make sense of the stretched, sideways view at first. Her mind adjusted, and the dragon turned her head to bring two figures into view, one familiar, one not.
"You wish to speak to me, my dear?" the dark-skinned Emperor asked, leaning closer to a vixen girl who must've barely been of age.
The furred ones were quite common to the middle class these days. The emperor liked keeping canines in particular close to him, stemming from their natural inclination to be very loyal to their superiors. Bah.
The girl was a slim figure of innocence and beauty, covered in soft red fur illuminated by the moonlight. Her creamy white dress was conservative, but it did little to hide the gentle curves and plump breasts beneath the fabric. The white tip of a feathery, full tail peeked out from under the hem of her skirt, twitching faintly. Her delicate toes sported a pair of small leather sandals fitted for her dainty animal feet.
She bowed her head, dark brown eyes closed. "My uncle, Lord. He's the one you're going to judge tomorrow.."
"Ah yes," he said, leaning back to let his considerable gut spill over the top of his pants. "He has been accused of stock theft."
"I assure you, my lord, he has done no such thing. I'll do anything to convince you.."
The smug expression on his face made Dae want to leap up through the dragon's throat and attack him herself. "If that is the case, my dear, remove your garments."
She pulled herself away from that image, not wanting her mind tainted with anything of the like. We have to get out of here. We have to, and soon.
Shasa rumbled faintly around her, calming the overexcited girl. _If you could break the spell-stone, perhaps we could escape.
Spell-stone?_
she asked curiously, rolling over.
_Yes, there's a spell around the garden that would kill me if I tried to fly away. I sensed it moments before I spotted you. It's somewhere in the palace for certain.
Well then, wake me tomorrow evening. We'll escape in the dead of night._
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Dae grimaced as she rubbed dirt onto her soft skin, kneeling under her Love's protective wing. The scraping of stone against her skin left painful red marks. She managed to find a broken stone with a sharp edge, which she used to make several knifelike marks on her body. It was painful, but necessary.
She glanced out from behind the wing, then darted to the lush green wall. The vegetation shielding most view of the outside world provided excellent hand and foot holds. It wasn't designed to keep intruders in or out. Shasa had been brought here for that purpose.
The twigs further marred her skin, especially between her legs when she vaulted the top. One cut painfully into the skin near her sensitive entrance, and she had to bite her tongue to keep from yelping aloud. Shasa's mind caressed hers, trying to ease the pain. She took a deep breath, then clambored the rest of the way down.
She dashed to the gate, putting her hands upon it, and started calling hoarsely, "Help me! Somebody help me, for the love of the Master, help me!" Shasa began her charade, going to the gate and growling savagely. Lights were lit, and she called more earnestly. "Help me," she called, going to her knees.
It was a painfully long time before the emperor himself stepped out, flanked by lupine guards. "Who disturbs?" he barked, brushing the dragon aside with the back of his hand.
"Please Emperor," Dae sobbed, clinging to the gate. "I was attacked, all my clothes were stolen, my horses, my gold, it's all gone! I beg you, Lord, let me sleep here before the bandits decide to take my body as well! I am at your disposal, I will pay any price you wish upon me."
The greedy bastard's eyes lit up, and he gestured to the guards. "Let her in, and take her to the bath house. Wrap her in a cloak and send her to my room. She will pay me there."
Dae bowed her head, thankful for the shadows keeping her disgusted expression hidden. "Yes, Emperor, I thank you with all my heart."
The bath house was so encrusted with gold when she got there, Dae felt about ready to puke again. Once again, the Emperor had been indulging himself. The two wolf guards clearly enjoyed the sight of her naked, if beaten up, body in the light of all the pure bee's wax candles. With a silent inner grin, she flaunted her perfectly toned body, wanting to spite the Emperor as much as was humanly possible while there.
"I'm so tired," the young woman whispered, slipping into the water of one of the larger pools. "I don't even know if I can muster the strength to rub my own skin." The guards responded beautifully, if a bit nervous.
"We could help you," the taller and leaner of the two said, a handsome black wolf with a notch in one ear. He cleared his throat, starting to remove his platemail.
Dae gave a wan smile. "Would you? Oh, you are too kind."
"Anything for a beautiful lady like you," the second, light grey one said, removing his armor as well. Once they were stripped down into their linens, Dae suppressed a smirk at the distinct bulges in each pair of identical shorts. Shasa heard, and silently voiced her approval.
The two guards each grabbed a sponge and some sweetly scented soap, moving to the edge of the pool as Dae pressed herself against the marble mosaicwork. Her breasts were squeezed between chest and stone, causing them to bulge quite noticeably in the water. The guards, trying to hide it, were getting excited from seeing this beautiful woman in the pool. And more than that, they got to lather her shoulders, reaching down as far as they could to wash her back, but that was all they could reach. Dae sighed, shaking her head. "This won't do. You'll have to come in the water with me. You don't mind, do you?"
The guards were hesitant. "We'd have to take off our clothes," the stockier of the two ventured, his nose twitching as the woman's feminine musk reached him.
Dae smiled. "I don't mind," she whispered. That was enough. The guards started stripping, and were soon open for Dae's eyes to feast upon. Soft belly fur was only slightly rumpled by the clothes and armor they had been forced to wear. Their manhoods were already emerging from their sheaths, which she saw perfectly well in spite of their weak attempts to hide them. Even if she hadn't been doing this for spite, she would have been quite willing to have them in the pool with her.
One at a time, they slipped into the warm water, approaching Dae with their sponges. She turned around to face them, allowing her nipples to bob just underneath the surface. "Thank you," she murmured, spreading her arms along the ledge. The most coherent thing she could get out of them was something that vaguely sounded like "you're welcome" but she couldn't have been sure.
"I think there's some grit between my legs," she implied seductively, allowing her buoyant body to rise in the water. The guards took the hint, each one taking hold of a leg and sliding their hands up her inner thighs, stinging the marks left there earlier. Thick, scarred fingers with blunt, manicured claws started probing at her lips, sliding up and down and delving inside.
She smiled, her eyes closed. "How about one of you 'cleans' my backside and the other gets on the ledge..." she purred, shivering with pleasure as she turned around to lean against the pool's edge.
The black wolf eagerly took his place behind Dae while his companion seated himself on the ledge, wolfhood standing proudly. She licked her lips, leaning against his damp, furry legs while her tongue extended, running it along the delicious, salty slit. The fat head of the other guard was tenderly stroking the groove of her ass, probing lightly at her pink rosebud. Her fingers pressed harder against the wolf's thighs, and she opened her mouth to swallow the head of the handsome grey guard before her.
Her expert tongue massaged it greedily, bringing out groans and grunts that encouraged her to force her mouth even further down his length. She felt the other one starting to press into her, opening her and delving inside. She relaxed, shivering with delight as she was invaded.
She drew her tongue back, lifting her head until she was barely suckling the end of the wolf cock. She then smiled, plunging it down her throat with a speed that only comes with practice in the belly of a dragon, getting a very lovely howl and a shiver from the one she manipulated. The member at her rear started pumping in and out more feverishly, and she hummed with delight around the length in her mouth, swallowing it further than any other woman would dare.
Behind her, the black wolf was sliding his thickness deep inside of her rectum, steadily increasing in tempo until he was rutting away. He panted, clawed hands holding her hips while he thrust steadily inside her, his length held firmly by the heavenly tightness. Dae had to stop herself from moaning at the pleasure, and she tightened her backside as she took a deep, strong suck at the one in her mouth.
She wasn't surprised when the man under her tongue stiffened and erupted. She pulled back, guzzling every drop of the pungent, hot meal as it was shot into her throat. It was almost too much, drops escaping the corners of her lips and falling into the water. The guard behind her howled his delight, his thrustings slamming into her. Just as his companion was finished, Dae lifted her head and shouted up at the ceiling, pushed over the edge and bringing the tall black wolf with her.
She smiled when she looked up from one tired, satisfied face to the other, feeling exhilarated and ready to take on the emperor. She gave the cock inside her ass a loving squeeze before pulling away, fingering her rosebud and smiling as she felt the hot seed leaking out.
"I think it's time you two got dressed and took me to the emperor.."
The wolves were a little sluggish getting their clothes and armor back on, but that left plenty of time for Dae to finish washing herself. She walked out of the water, taking the offered towel and briskly rubbing herself dry. The robe she was slipped into was fine blue satin, hugging her curves once she had the belt tied securely. It was barely enough to hide her nipples and hips, obviously on purpose.
The hallways leading to the emperor's room were lavishly decorated as well. Gold, ivory, and red velvet could be seen everywhere. Ornate carpeting felt soft under her bare feet, and Dae searched frantically for any clue of where the spell stone might be. All the doors could have led to anywhere, from servants' quarters to the throne room itself. Dae cursed bitterly in her mind, feeling a little helpless at this point.
It'll be some sort of gem with a bit of precious metal floating inside, I can tell you that much, Shasa offered, trying to calm her Love down.
The door at the end of the hall was opened for her by the guards, and she gave them each polite nods before walking inside, her eyes immediately going to the Emperor's, which were staring several inches below her face. She swallowed the gall that rose in her throat, curtsied, then approached him. "You wished for me, Lord?"
"Yes, yes my dear," he said absentmindedly. "I want you to pay off your debt now. Are you married, my dear?"
"No sir," she said, anticipating what he would say next.
"Good. In exchange for your life, you will create life. My heir." That was not what she had anticipated exactly, and she blinked rather dumbfoundedly. "I hope you won't mind starting now. You see, all the other women I have attempted to seed have come up barren. You seem to have childbearing hips.. come here."
She backed up a pace. She didn't want to go this far! Her mind started to panic, searching for some way out. The Emperor's eyes narrowed. "My dear, it is not tolerable in my land to leave debts unpaid. Come here." She was just about to run when he grabbed her wrist, throwing her down onto the bed. Her mind stunned, he procured a set of manacles, fastening her wrist to the bedpost with practiced ease. She started to struggle, but the iron held her fast to the bed, and she wouldn't be able to get away, not without tearing the solid oak post off the bed.
The Emperor grinned, removing his robes one by one until his whole body was exposed to the air. His prick was already half erect, a fact he wished to correct. He ran a finger along the underside. "You can make this easy or hard, my lady." His hand continued to stroke it, bringing it to greater stature. "If you wish to make it hard, I can have you locked in the dungeons and have my way with you every morning and every evening until you either give birth to a son or die." Then he crawled onto the bed, pinning her other wrist down and positioning his manhood at her entrance, which was not at all protected by the robe she wore.
"The decision is yours," he growled, then started rubbing the head of his cock against her vulnerable slit. She found herself crying, looking away from that cruel face as he smeared juices of his own along her lips. She whimpered, squirmed, but he was too strong.
After he felt she was suitably lubricated, he started to press inside, making her feel every inch as it slipped through, until he was buried to the hilt. She sobbed, cringed away from this. Her mind retreated to her Lover, and her body all but passed out. She swirled away into a place of imagination.
Despite the unresponsiveness of her body, he started to thrust like a wild beast, using her body for his own disgusting pleasures.
Daeline found herself in a land of flowered fragrance, silken blue clouds drifting to and fro. They caressed her bare skin, cool and soft to the touch. It was so relaxing.. she was floating.
"Shasa," she whispered, reaching out into the clouds. A clawed hand emerged, taking hers and drawing her close. Covered in oily black scales, a very human-sized dragon smiled at her, eyes glittering.
"You look beautiful," she whispered, reaching up to stroke the elegant dragon's neck.
"Thank you," she replied, sounding almost masculine. "As I hoped... I hope you don't mind waiting out your duty here.. You seemed in the mood for males anyway." Shasa gestured downward with a clawed hand, and Dae's eyes followed to a delicious-looking dragon length already fully extended from its sheath and waiting.
Daeline's eyes glittered brightly when she saw this. "Oh, Shasa," she whispered, then ran her fingers delicately along the underside of it. She could feel the tingles of pleasure this brought to her Love, to the one who Loved her. The velvety soft dragon length began to stiffen, responding to her fingertips with a throbbing heat which she felt in her own loins.
Everything moved slowly, like in a dream, which vastly contrasted the violence occuring with her near-comatose body back in the real world. Their lips met, long dragon tongue snaking between tender lips to taste the passionate kiss of a love so deep, no one but they could completely understand it.
Everything was buoyant, no up or down to weigh on them. Clawed talons drew feminine hips close, cockhead sliding along a drooling slit. It teased, delving in only a knuckle's length at a time. Shivers of pleasure passed between both of them, and each delighted in the building desire to send the hips crashing together to fill a void which so desperately cried out for touch.
Smooth hands began to fondle the base of the tail, touching a sensetive enterance which even then had never been entered. The finger delicately made tiny circles around it, stroking, teasing. Tickles of pleasure radiated through each of them, feelings entwining and braiding like the strands of an intriquite tapestry.
Their bodies merged in a passionate embrace, touching inside and outside alike, with no discernable boundary between human and dragon. Pleasure spiraled upward, hands grasping flesh, tongues sliding together. Love pounded in either breast, faster and faster as bodies crashed together. The universe contracted around them for one brief moment as electric ecstacy arced between the two Lovers' minds.
Pale blue clouds shivered slowly back into view as mind parted from mind. Shasa regained herself first, holding Daeline close, still penitrated but no longer so mentally merged. The human's eyes fluttered open like two butterflies waking themselves from their cocoon. Tender lips pulled into a soft smile.
Leaving the comfort of her Lover's presence, she returned to her body. The Emperor had passed out some time ago, exhausted from poisoning her snatch with his seed. Dae grimaced, wrenching her hand away from his weakened grasp to grab a back scratcher off of the bedside table. She barely managed to catch the edge of his robe and pull it close to the bedside. She used her free hand to rummage through each and every pocket for the key to her manacles. There, yes! She pulled out the small iron key and freed her wrist, getting out from under the Emperor. She then fastened his wrist into the cuff and tossed the key away.
"Sweet dreams," she sneered, then searched the room very thoroughly (although not graciously) for any sort of gem she could take care of. Various jewels turned up, but none of them seemed to have a hint of metal in the center.
Dae cursed under her breath. The stone was probably somewhere else in the palace. She snatched up the robe she had been given earlier, scant as it was, and threw it on. A quick glance out the door found no guards, thankfully, and she slipped out and started walking down the hallway. She was once again reminded of how lavishly the emperor decorated everything around him.
Her toe caught in a break of the carpet and she nearly toppled forward. "Fuck," she hissed, wrapping the robe tighter about her body. "I would've expected him to invest in silver tacks to keep the rug down.." But when she reached to smooth the carpet back out, her hand hesitated. Something seemed odd about the wood below. A single brow arched upward as she pulled the carpet back, revealing a bronze handle to a trap door, barely larger than an outstretched palm. Throwing it open, she found her eyes caught by a single large ruby the size of her eye, a flake of gold glittering inside. She had found it! Her lips pulled into a grin as she glanced around for something, anything to smash it with.
A gold statue on a nearby table proved to be exactly the thing she needed. Bracing the gem on the brass handle, she pounded at it with the statue. The stone seemed unaffected by the first hit, but the second formed a crack and a flake broke off at the third.
She was about to throw in a fourth when a shout down the hall caught her ears. "Halt!" It was the guards, and they were running for her. Daeline scrambled to her feet and ran the opposite direction, her feet carrying her swiftly down the hall. She passed several servents in her flight, and soon she was bursting out of the front doors to be met by the beautiful black-and-rainbow creature she so adored.
Dae, the spell is weakened, but not gone. We may have a chance! That was all that could be said before a mob came rushing out toward the fleeing woman. Harsh clawed talons wrapped around her waist and she was wrenched into the air. Gales of wind blew at her ears as incredible leathery wings took her to the air.
Pain. The crackling of pain echoed through Shasa's bones, causing her to faulter in the air. She felt it too, as clearly as if it were her own. She screamed in agony, but the dragon's lips remained clenched tight. Every ounce of strength was put into flight, through a pain that seemed endless. It was draining her strength, it was killing her.
No.. NO! Daeline's mental voice cried out as she threw all her heart and soul at the dragon lover. That single burst of strength was enough to carry the both of them out of the fog of burning fire. The human mind, too weak to take on the strain of such a task, faded out for the flight ahead.