His Pet Is Put In Her Place

“I think you have forgotten your place. I think it has made you anxious and guilty. I think I need to take some time to remind you. On your knees, pet.”

“Now?”

He pointed at the floor in front of the chair, and when she did not move, he reached out, took a big handful of hair at the nape of her neck and scruffed her down to the floor. In spite of her misery, a little smile appeared on her face. Vitomir’s handling always made her feel small, contained. He was right, she needed that now more than anything. He grasped her chin to make her look up at him, his golden eyes focused on her with dominant determination.

“But…”

“But nothing. I don’t want your mind on anything or anyone beside me,” he said, keeping her chin firmly between his fingers. “Worry about pleasing me. Nothing else. Understand?”

His hand slid between her thighs, found her pussy and laid a light slap across her lower lips. “You’ve been quite the rebellious little thing lately. Punishment is in order.”

His fingers landed harder against her soft slit and she gasped, reaching down to grab his wrist.

“Uh uh, pet,” he chastised her. “Move your hand.”

“But…”

“Move it.”

She whimpered and let his hand go. He pushed her legs further apart, rubbed her slit, then spanked her pussy again, his eyes fixed on hers as he punished her sex with swift little slaps that made her pussy swell with damp arousal.

“No matter what happens, you’re my pet,” he reminded her. “You are under my protection and I will not allow any harm to come to you.”

“I almost got shot out of the sky today,” she reminded him. “You can’t stop harm coming to me.”

“That’s true,” he admitted. “No matter how much I try to protect you from others, if you run into danger, I can’t stop it. Obviously I haven’t made enough of an impression on you about obedience.”

With that, Vitomir swept her legs up into the air and landed a slap on her bottom, holding her in a very embarrassing position with her knees almost at her chest as his palm whipped her cheeks.

“Okay! Okay!” she gasped and wriggled, though the position didn’t really allow for any movement at all. “I’m sorry, I am!”

“You’re sorry because I’m thrashing your bottom,” he said, his palm landing all the harder on her soft cheeks.

“I was sorry already! I promise! I was!”

Her cries did nothing. He had not punished her so thoroughly in a very long time, and Lilly had almost forgotten what it felt like to be pinned down and simply spanked like a naughty girl. Vitomir was thorough, covering every part of her bottom and even painting the backs of her upper thighs with swift punishing slaps.

“Owwwwwwwieee!” she gasped. “I’m sorry! I get it! I should have… owww!”

The spanking left her skin very hot and tight and sore, but the more he spanked, the more the little chalice between her raised thighs grew wet. She could feel her juices start to spill over the little dams of her lips and run down the crevice of her bottom and coat her inner thighs as she squirmed under his punishing hand.

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The Dragon Punishes His Pet

“Eyes on me, pet.”

She lifted her eyes to him and everything got a lot more simple. His golden gaze held her as he extended his fingers, another little morsel for her stomach. She took it without teeth and swallowed it down, still looking at him.

She needed him. He was like magnetic north, giving her some way to orient herself in this strange world where she was an enemy of the state. It was too big a burden for an eighteen-year-old to bear on her own. If not for him, she would have crumbled. She could never have stood being imprisoned alone for years. She could never have managed the solitude and isolation. His taking her had been a mercy of sorts, one she couldn’t yet bring herself to thank him for, but one she knew she owed him for.

“I won’t bite again,” she promised softly.

He quirked a brow and wiped his fingers on a napkin. “We will see, pet. Come up here.”

She slid up onto the bed, emitting a soft whimper as he took hold of her and guided her to lay face down across the soft coverlet. His hand ran down her back, over her lower cheeks and slapped her lightly. He seemed to be waiting for something, though she really didn’t know what. For long minutes, he spanked her gently, making her rear sting without making it really hurt.

A knock at the door drew Vitomir from the bed. There was some quiet murmuring at the door and then he returned, his hand full of leather straps with silver buckles and something else she couldn’t quite make out.

“Stay face down, pet,” he ordered. “Eyes front.”

She felt him move her hair out of the way, and then begin to apply the straps to her body, buckling them together so that they formed a lattice across her naked form. He rolled her from her front over to her back, lacing the straps around her breasts after the fashion of a very minimalist bra. When all was done, straps ran from her head and shoulders, around her breasts, down her stomach between her legs, and up the crevice of her rear. Every sensitive erogenous zone was touched by the harness, which culminated in a strap that ran between her teeth, effectively gagging her.

“That will keep my boots safe,” he murmured, tightening the straps until she felt held very snugly and secure. It was not clothing in any sense of the word, it did not cover, and as she squirmed beneath his touch, she felt the subtle way it rubbed her swollen pussy, the leather straps around her breasts holding them high, putting her pink nipples on display.

He toyed with them a little, teasing them into erectness before adding a little extra surprise—two little clamps that clipped over the buds, holding them quite firmly. She let out a gasp through the gag and put her hands up to stop him, but Vitomir tutted and swatted her hands away.

“Hands and knees,” he ordered. “Knees spread.”

Lilly took up the position with another little whimper of complaint. She did not know what was in store for her, but she knew it was unlikely to be pleasant. He had some twisted plan in mind; that much was obvious.

The straps across her bottom were pulled apart in such a way that they contrived to hold her cheeks spread open. She let out a groan through the gag as she felt the air on her sore pussy and the tight little bud of her ass.

“Look at that pussy,” he murmured. “You will need a day or so to recover, I think, pet. I’ve ravaged you quite thoroughly.”
His apparent mercy did not stop him from running his fingertip lightly over her clit, tapping it, then returning to his task. He took something from a drawer and a moment later, Lilly felt something cool and slippery slide against her bottom hole.

She was not sheltered. She knew what anal sex was. A tremor ran through her at the idea of taking a dragon there. He was far too big and she had never… she whimpered and pulled her hips away, only to be yanked back firmly by one of the straps, her bottom slapped firmly.

“Stay still,” he growled.

It was almost impossible to stay still as he started to work his finger against her bottom, pushing the lubricating oil against the tight muscle. Whenever she squirmed, he growled at her, spanked her butt, and returned to the task. It took several long minutes for him to breach the ring of muscle, at which point Lilly let out a loud whine and jerked away, unwilling to submit easily to this intrusion.

“It will only hurt if you stay so tense,” he said, spanking her again. “This is one finger. You will take much more than this. Breathe deep and relax your bottom.”

She growled and pulled harder away from him, attempting an escape across the bed. Not because it hurt, but because feeling her bottom hole being played with made her feel utterly and totally helpless. Did he truly think she would hold herself there and quietly let him just take her ass? There was nothing dirtier or more embarrassing than that.

Vitomir caught her by the harness and pulled her back down again. Now she was flat against the bed, her clamped nipples pressed against the coverlet as Vitomir pinned her by the back of the neck and spanked her in earnest, whipping her leather harnessed bottom hard and fast until she cried hot tears.

As she started to sob, he pulled the gag from her mouth and glowered down at her. “What is it, pet? Speak!”

“It hurts,” she whimpered.

“It hurts because you’ve been bucking and resisting and acting like a little brat,” he said. “What I was doing can feel very good if you don’t clench and flail.”

“You’re lying.”

“I have no reason to lie to you,” he growled. “You’re being disobedient.”

“You’re putting things in my butt!”

“I am,” he said, shaking his head as he held her firmly in place. “And you deserve every bit of it.”

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When eighteen-year-old Lilly enters the Dragon Realm for the first time after years of training under the watchful eye of her outcast father, she immediately seeks vengeance against the ruler who banished him. To her shock and dismay, however, her plan is easily thwarted by the king’s most trusted ally, High Lord Vitomir, and Lilly soon finds herself stripped bare and helplessly restrained as she is interrogated and punished by her stern, handsome captor.

To atone for her crime, Lilly is given to Vitomir to be corrected and trained, and he quickly sets about teaching his new pet her place. She is made to wear a collar and tail, kept naked and on display in a cage, and punished in the most shameful ways imaginable whenever she dares to defy her new master. But despite everything, Lilly cannot deny her body’s response to Vitomir’s firm-handed dominance, and when he claims her at last she is left utterly spent and satisfied.

As she learns the truth about her father’s treachery, Lilly begins to realize the extent to which she has been lied to throughout her life. But when his scheming threatens to reignite the war between men and dragons, will Lilly be prepared to do whatever is necessary to stop him?

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When eighteen-year-old Lilly enters the Dragon Realm for the first time after years of training under the watchful eye of her outcast father, she immediately seeks vengeance against the ruler who banished him. To her shock and dismay, however, her plan is easily thwarted by the king’s most trusted ally, High Lord Vitomir, and Lilly soon finds herself stripped bare and helplessly restrained as she is interrogated and punished by her stern, handsome captor.

To atone for her crime, Lilly is given to Vitomir to be corrected and trained, and he quickly sets about teaching his new pet her place. She is made to wear a collar and tail, kept naked and on display in a cage, and punished in the most shameful ways imaginable whenever she dares to defy her new master. But despite everything, Lilly cannot deny her body’s response to Vitomir’s firm-handed dominance, and when he claims her at last she is left utterly spent and satisfied.

As she learns the truth about her father’s treachery, Lilly begins to realize the extent to which she has been lied to throughout her life. But when his scheming threatens to reignite the war between men and dragons, will Lilly be prepared to do whatever is necessary to stop him?

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Loved By A Dragon

Dragons can be greedy, fearsome, lustful creatures… but when they love, they love completely. In this tale, the heat of their passion transforms an awkward young woman into a rare and precious beauty.

“What’s wrong, pet?”

“Nothing,” she said, wiping her eyes quickly.

“You’re upset,” he said, crouching down in front of her, his powerful body bending to try to get him to her eye level. It didn’t quite work. It was impossible for Chak to be small or pathetic, and probably equally impossible for him to understand how that felt.

She looked into his broad, strong, kind face and felt a deep sense of total inadequacy. “Why did you choose me?”

He looked perplexed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean in the bar the night we met. There were so many people there. Why did you pick me?”

“Well,” he said, scratching his ear. “We were looking for a beautiful girl who was on her own. You fit both categories.”

“On my own. Yeah. I was on my own,” she said bitterly. “But I’m not beautiful. You must have realized that when you saw me in proper light.”

“We realized no such thing,” Chak said. “You’re stunning, Brianna.”

“Princess Mika came to me today,” she said. “I saw her up close with my eyes. She’s stunning. I’m just… me. I’m not like her. I’m not beautiful. I’m not…”

“Quiet, pet,” Chak said. “You are beautiful.”

“I don’t look like Mika.”

“No. You don’t. You look very different,” he agreed. “Your beauty is wilder than hers, and your character was formed in adversity, rather than curated by an attentive set of parents who shifted worlds for you. But that does not make you less than her. ”

“Yes it does. It makes her a princess and it makes me a street rat.”

“Street… rat?” Chak’s eyes darkened with displeasure. “You have no understanding of your own allure, do you, pet? All you know is that you are not Princess Mika. You have to stop looking at what you are not, and see yourself for what you are.”

He hauled her up from her position of pity and pulled her clothes from her body. The leather skirt and jacket fell to the floor, leaving her with nothing to cover her bare body. Brianna let out a squeal, thinking she was in trouble, but his hand did not meet her bare flesh as she expected. Instead, he pulled her across the room and held her in front of a long mirror, holding her by the arms so that the length of her nude form was exposed to her gaze.

“Look, pet,” he growled in her ear. “Look at yourself.”

She looked, wondering why he was doing this. She had never liked looking at herself in the mirror, it was simply a diorama of physical flaws as far as she had been concerned. Now she looked again, she could see that her body had changed since they took her. She had gained weight, that much was certain. She couldn’t see her ribs anymore, though her breasts were still too small in her estimation. Reddish roots were starting to appear at the base of her hair. She hated her natural color. Every time she saw it she could hear the mocking voices which had trailed her all her life.

“I need some hair dye.”

Chak growled in censure. “That is all you have to say? You see yourself in all your young splendor and all you can think of is how you need to alter your appearance? Pet, you are beautiful. Look at the curves of your hips and waist. Look at the swell of your bottom. Look at your skin, pale and yet dappled with these little marks. And these nipples…” his fingers pinched her pink tipped breasts gently. “Look how they stand up so erect against my touch. Every part of you is a wonder, pet.”

“Mika’s legs are longer and her breasts are fuller and her face is more symmetrical… OW!”

His hand caught her bottom with a sharp slap.

“I will not have you play this game with yourself,” he lectured. “It is a cruelty which only harms you and blinds you to what Valkimer and I, and everyone else sees.”

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Brianna let out a gasping moan only to have it stifled by Valkimer’s hard rod as behind her, Chak started to take her pussy with long strokes. His cock was so hard, so thick that she was sure she was as stretched as it was possible to be, but every fresh stroke took him deeper and seemed to split her wider.

She should not be doing this. She should not be eagerly offering herself to two kidnappers, dragon men who were ravishing her so thoroughly common sense and her previous notions of what was possible flew away.

She could hear the voices of faceless judgmental people in her mind. Slut. Giving herself to two men at one time, two men who had undergone none of the usual rituals of courtship, who hadn’t even bought her a bouquet of gas station flowers.

Her lips were tight at both ends of her body, gripping their cocks with an eagerness that defied judgment. This felt so good, better than anything had ever felt before. This was true passion unleashed upon her by those who did not care for human customs, rules or laws. It turned out that she did not care for those things either, not as she was thoroughly fucked and claimed.

Before this moment, when she had been laying on the bed, waiting their return, she had not thought of escape. She had not thought of anything besides them, their bodies, what they might do to her – what was now unfolding inside her body. Her inner walls clenched Chak’s cock, drawing him ever deeper, her hips still performing that desperate grind as he fucked her.

Valkimer’s fingers curled in her hair and gave her head a light tug, lifting her eyes to his. She felt him pull out, then slowly push his cock deep into her mouth, his pale slitted eyes locked on hers as he made certain that she understood her place. She was theirs to be taken, to be fucked, to be used. This was how it was going to be.

Drawn back and forth between them, Brianna was a pleasure toy, a hot wet vessel for their desire. They growled and snarled with passion, their movements becoming even more demanding as they drew closer to the climax they were using her for. Chak’s hands tightened on her hips, pinning her in place as he pounded into her with relentless strokes, the wet sounds of her pussy being plundered almost as loud as her still muffled moans as Valkimer did much the same, holding her head in place and fucking her mouth just as if it were her cunt.

She should have felt degraded, but this was nothing like degradation. Degradation was having slurs and drinks thrown at her in the street. This was something else. This was desire. She could see and feel how much they wanted her, how hard it was for them not to simply unleash the full force of their lust on her. She could feel the control they were exerting over themselves even now as they reached their climax, taking her with them to a place of ecstasy beyond any she had ever known.

Valkimer came first, his seed splashing in thick streams over her tongue and down her throat. She felt his essence warming her all the way down to her belly as he fell back with a groan into a chair at the side of the bed, his thick rod still pulsing with little remnants of seed. Brianna found herself staring at him, licking her lips, her clit tingling as she moaned and cried out with the force of Chak’s ravaging strokes.

He pushed her down so she was laying on the bed, her hands out in front of her as he ploughed her from behind, his cock demanding every inch of her pussy be given to him, every quivering part of her sex sacrificed for his desire. Her clit ground against the sheets, her hands outstretched as she wailed with impending orgasm.

Suddenly, Valkimer reached out and took her by the hands, leaning forward to kiss her deeply, his dragon tongue claiming her cum filled mouth as she screamed with the force of the orgasm Chak unleashed throughout her body as he sank himself deep as possible and came, his cock swelling, his seed splashing against the tender, well fucked walls of her pussy.

“Oh god! Oh god! I can’t… oh… godddd!” She wailed against Valkimer’s lips as her orgasm crashed through her, making her feel as though a thousand fireworks had just been detonated inside her body and brain.

“Are you alright, pet?” Valkimer asked the question with a surprisingly tender growl as behind her, Chak slowly eased the thick rod of his cock from her now dripping sex.

“I… I think so,” she moaned softly, her hands still held by his until he released one to brush hair out of her eyes which had fallen there in the throes of climax.

She felt Chak’s strong hands slide along her back and lift her up and together they pulled her into the middle of the bed and lay down beside her, cradling her sex scented body between their powerful forms until she fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. They did not say anything. They did not need to. She understood.

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