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?
“Your actions have made you forgo all trappings of person hood. You are lucky to even be called pet. You are closer to a wild thing. But I will tame you, girl. You will learn to sit and to beg and to obey. It starts now.”
With decades of experience in women’s correctional facilities, Warden Veronica Striker knows trouble when she sees it – and trouble is written all over the newest inmate in her prison.
Charlie James has several years to serve, and she intends to make the most of her time. But as Charlie struggles to fit into the strict routine of prison life, not to mention the challenges of other, more powerful inmates with demands of their own, she finds herself catching more than her fair share of the stern Ms Striker’s attentions.
What begins as mutual antagonism and suspicion soon turns into romantic tension between warden and inmate, and when Charlie’s secrets are revealed to be a whole lot bigger than Veronica suspected, she’s left picking up the pieces of a gambit gone wrong and hoping it’s not too late to save a girl who desperately needs saving from herself.
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“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.”
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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Nineteen-year-old orphan Brianna Packard learned quite a bit about getting out of tough situations over many years spent fending for herself, but nothing could have prepared her for the moment she is grabbed off the street by two powerful dragon shifters intent on bringing her back to their world, training her as a pet, and then selling her to the highest bidder.
Though Valkimer and Chak expected that taming a human female would be a simple task, Brianna turns out to be as clever as she is beautiful, and when she escapes it is no small feat to recapture her. Determined to master their feisty little captive, they waste no time in stripping her bare and spanking her soundly, but that is only the beginning of her punishment.
When she continues to defy her new owners, Brianna soon finds herself bound and on display, with her bottom on fire both inside and out and her naked body teased until she is quivering with helpless, desperate desire. By the time her captors are convinced she has learned her lesson, she is all but begging them to take her in any way they please, and when the two handsome warriors claim her at last the pleasure is more intense than she would have thought possible.
It isn’t long before Brianna is blushing crimson as she is fitted with a collar and tail, and as her training begins in earnest over the coming days she begins to realize how thoroughly her masters plan to enjoy their new pet. More shameful still, though she promises herself that she’ll continue looking for an opportunity to escape, part of her isn’t even sure she wants to…
Valkimer’s roar made her stomach burst into butterflies as he slammed through the door behind her. She ran, but only a few more steps. His large hand caught her by the back of the neck and she stopped instantly, his other hand on her arm, releasing her neck as he turned her and picked her up, under her armpits as he drew her close and held her dangling before him, their noses pressed together as his gaze bored into hers.
“That was a mistake, pet,” he snarled. “A very big mistake.”
“Lighten up,” she said, wriggling in his grasp. “That was fun.”
“It was not fun, you hellion,” Valkimer snarled. “You could have killed yourself falling off the roof.”
“You would have caught me.”
“I did catch you. And now I am going to make it very clear to you why you will never, ever do anything as stupid as that again.”
She looked between them and a heavy hollow feeling established itself in her belly. They didn’t seem to find this even a little bit funny or fun. Chak had come to them by now and even he wasn’t smiling. It was strange to see him be stern. His eyes were usually always laughing, even if his mouth wasn’t. He had a warmth to him that always made her feel safe and cozy, but right now all that had faded. He looked angry, just like Valkimer. An angry Chak was about the scariest thing she had ever seen. He hadn’t even said a word when she started stammering her apologies.
They took her back to the bedroom where she had been imprisoned and tossed her face down on the bed.
“Okay, okay, I am sorry, seriously,” she whimpered. “I thought it would be—ow!”
Their palms both landed on separate cheeks hard enough to make her squeal and jump in place.
“I don’t care what you thought,” Valkimer snarled. “You obey us, pet. You do not think up dangerous ways to get our attention.”
“It’s boring in here, you keep me in one room, I had to break out or I would literally go crazy!”
“You need to go out, you talk to us. You don’t climb out a window a hundred feet up and start clambering around on the roof,” Chak lectured, swatting her firmly over and over.
“Stop that,” Valkimer said suddenly. “This silly slapping is doing nothing. We must teach her a proper lesson.”
He left the room and Brianna attempted to beg Chak for mercy. “I was only kidding,” she said. “It was just a bit of fun.”
“You almost killing yourself is not a joke. Not to either of us,” he said firmly.
In a minute, Valkimer was back. He was pushing the strangest piece of furniture Brianna had ever seen, and holding a bag that seemed weighted with heavy objects. She had no idea what was happening until she was pulled up and then pushed over what was effectively a pommel horse, a short padded bench that she bent over, her head down, her bottom high in the air. There were shackles at both hands and feet and in very short order her ankles and wrists were attached to the piece of equipment. She was trapped very effectively, her bottom and pussy on vulnerable display. Keep reading…