Terrified, tired and very confused, Karil contemplated the end of the thick dragon dick laying on his right cheek, how did he get to such a point in his life? With a sigh, he steeled his resolve, having been a slave for a large chunk of his life, it was not the first time someone he could not afford to rebuff imposed themselves onto him, was the fact that that someone was a dragon make any difference? Slowly, the dragon-kin put his hands on the sleek surface, the heat it emitted felt good to the touch, after spending so many years fighting the freezing temperatures of Oskurg, it was strangely comforting. Karil started slowly moving his hands up and down the largest cock he had touched or even seen, it would put any horse to shame. The wyrm stiffened as he felt the gentle stimulation, betraying how eager he really was to Karil who started worrying that he would force himself in his mouth and choke him to death or worse, but he seemed to be patiently waiting, for now. The dragon-kin opened his mouth, putting his pink bifurcated tongue out and gave a hesitant lick to the pointed end of the bulbous member, he heard the dragon's claws dig in, tinkling gold coins into each other. Feeling more relaxed, Karil kept licking, encircling his long reptile tongue around the tip, teasing it more and more while stroking with his hands, getting his nose and chin covered in the sweltering viscous fluids of his distant kin.
A low rumble echoed inside the dragon's chest just above Karil, catching his attention, "Hmm, small one, I do appreciate your efforts, but you will never pay your tribute in full with this small thing." the lust in his voice was palpable, "You need to use more of yourself if you hope to satisfy me." he added, making the little dragon-man afraid again, "Remember that I swore to not kill you, and I never betray my word" he said, as if it was all the assurance Karil needed. Looking at the cock that was almost as large as Karil's own mouth and longer than his arms, he couldn't help but wonder how he was supposed to suck such a gargantuan thing, but he had to try, the dragon had already been surprisingly patient. With his eyes closed, he opened his mouth, keeping his tongue out, ready to receive the fleshy rod. He focused on getting only the head in first, doing his best to keep his teeth away from its surprisingly smooth surface, "Yes, just like that small one, that is better." with the dragon's encouragement, Karil started sucking on the tip, bobbing slowly his head up and down with his eyes still closed.
Time itself seemed to stop as Karil dutifully focused on his task, taking more and more of the dragon in his mouth, precum and saliva on the corners of his mouth and rolling over his chin. When the dragon started thrusting slightly, grinding himself against his chest, the dragon-kin did not resist, a curious calm falling on his mind, he only kept his lips closed on it and braced himself each time the thick head reached the back of his throat, doing his best not to choke on it. Despite himself, Karil couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to take such a thing inside him, imagining each time it forcefully filled his mouth, it was entering his rear instead, laboring inside him to finally release its load. At the thought, Karil was realizing how horny he was, he wanted desperately to touch himself but couldn't reach his own aching rod with the dragon still half-laying on top of him. Almost delirious, he started moving his hips, he could feel his cock was well out of its sheath, so he kept humping the dragon's stomach, moaning even with the mouth full. Despite his frantic efforts, it became quickly obvious to him that the stimulation of the dragon's scales behind the fabric of his pants only served to increase his excitement, he needed more and he was not the only one.
The dragon suddenly pulled out of Karil's mouth and stood up, leaving the dragon-kin breathing heavily on the ground and, without a word, he walked to what looked like an overturned wooden table almost completely buried in gold like the other furniture. The beast closed his mouth on the only visible leg to pull it out in a ruckus of gold pieces and carry it back to Karil. The table was the kind nobles would dine on, several feet long, heavily decorated, probably crafted by a renowned wood worker, however its most important feature was its denseness and ability to withstand a large weight and force, "Lie on it." ordered the drake with an authoritarian tone that left no place for discussion. Karil stood up with difficulty, his mind was still hazy and his legs were numb but he managed to get to the table, even if he was a bit slow. Before he could jump on the table, the drake stopped him, "Take your last garments off." he said pointing at his pants, Karil looked down at the wide wet spot and the clear bulge in the middle of it and quickly obeyed. As soon as he got completely naked, he was unable to resist finally touching himself, "Stop!" Karil put his hands up without thinking, scared of angering his captor, "I forbid you to touch yourself small one, if you find release, it will only be through me." he explained with what might be a smile or a threat, the many pointed teeth made it difficult to differentiate. "Now, get on this table and lie on your belly," the dragon-kin did just that, wondering what was next. When the dragon stepped over him and the table, putting his cock right in front of his new toy's face, it became obvious and alarming but he did not dare protest.
Begrudgingly, Karil opened his mouth, guiding the dragon inside with his hand, "Now, the real fun begins. Brace yourself small one." not wasting a single second, the dragon pushed his hips forward slightly, but it was enough to reach the back of the Karil's throat, he withdrew almost instantly, "Conserve your breath, you will need it." he added with a second thrust. The dragon-kin grabbed the edge of the table, he could already feel himself being pushed backwards with each assault of the powerful haunches, the scaled beast seemed unsatisfied with just his mouth and wanted to enter his throat. Karil was frightened by the prospect of having something larger than a fist enter enter his wind pipe and recoiled each time the dragon tried. After a few failures, the dragon pulled out and turned around to face his disobedient fucktoy:
- "What is this? Do you expect to repay your tribute with such a poor performance?" he asked, visibly frustrated. The dragon-kin stayed silent, angering the beast, "Answer me!", he shouted, his pointed teeth showing.
- "I-I'm sorry... I'm doing my best, but you are... so big" Karil felt ashamed, this conversation was definitely awkward for him.
- "Are you telling me you are afraid?" he asked more calmly.
