The Dragon King Ch 04

We had dozed off. Damien had slid down, and I had somehow ended up on top of him, almost as if I were his blanket. We have never been like this before. Mostly because we were almost always on duty. We had just enough time for sleeping.

I woke when Damien slid out from under me. Malack was pulling him to his feet and out the door to two dragon guards. I sat up and pulled my legs up to my chest as Malack returned and sat next to me.

"He's having a little of a hard time being without you," Malack said casually.

"We haven't been separated since we joined the guard," I informed him. "Why does he have a black eye?"

"Because he tried to fight Velack when they went to the other room to get some things straight. He's feeling protective and like he missed his chance. He'll either calm down or he won't get to see you anymore."

"What happens to me after all this?" I asked, resisting hiding my face in my knees.

"You belong to Velack and I," he stated.

"But what does that mean?"

"It means we are responsible for you. We will feed you and care for you. You will care for us. You are not unlike a spoil of war, only we don't intend to throw you away."

"Why did you pick me? I could have been on the guard with Damien."

"Because when I saw you, face covered in blood and dressed in a uniform that looked like it hung on a skeleton, I became angry. There isn't a famine here. There is only the disease of greedy human men."

I closed my eyes and let my face fall to my knees. I knew little about the other races. Most of us that were conscripted didn't have any sort of education. Most of us started working when we were young. When I was young, I worked in the mills with my mom until I got too old to fit well under the machines. I held various jobs until they conscripted me into guard duty. Damien and I used to joke that we weren't even trained, so we were just there to look pretty. My eyes welled with tears at the reminder of Damien.

A hand gently pried my head from my knees. Black bottomless eyes bored into mine. "What makes your eyes water?"

"Damien. It's just, we had planned to run away. Live somewhere else. Even if we struggled, it would be better than here."

"You would have died. They would have tracked you down, dragged you back and publicly punished you so no one else would attempt the same thing. Life with us won't be so bad. You'll see and so will your friend," Malack said gently. "He's just hurt that he missed his chance."

"But we weren't like that," I told him honestly.

"Wyn, you were too busy surviving and so was he, but he still wanted you in all the ways a man wants a woman."

When I just stared at him, he grinned. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed me before guiding me to my knees on the floor between his massive thighs. He stared down at me and I gulped. I knew what he wanted, but I hadn't had to participate before now. My hands shook as I slowly reached for his pants and clumsily worked them loose. Big hands covered mine.

"Breathe, Wyn, you're okay," Malack said gently before his hands left mine. My hands were still shaking as I pulled out his semi erect cock and stared at it.

Hands went to the sides of my head, but didn't push or pull. They just played with my hair as I worked out in my head what I had to do without prompting. I leaned forward until the tip of his cock touched my lips. It pulsed in my hand and I sucked it into my mouth. I let my eyes close and I slowly worked my mouth over his cock, which was now fully erect. I tried to concentrate on working my tongue on the underside of his cock as I pushed his cock as far as I could into my mouth before pulling back.

"Swirl your tongue over the tip," Malack said huskily.

So I did. I swirled my tongue before dipping my head to take as much as I could before slowly pulling back to repeat the swirl. As I took as much as I could into my mouth again, I opened my eyes and realized his skin wasn't quite what I had expected. I let myself suck on his cock, using it to get as close to the base as I could so I could watch as the skin rippled. Iridescent scales shimmered as I moved my head up and down his length. The shimmer across his skin captivated me as I watched it.

"Deeper," Malack commanded. Though his hands stayed the sides of my head, they never forced.

I tried, gagged, and pulled back. At his insistence, I tried again and gagged again. When his hands finally forced my head down on his cock, he didn't stop until my nose was against his shimmering flesh. I struggled and fought against him.

"Relax, Wyn. Swallow. You can breathe," Malack coaxed as his hands released and then pushed my head all the way down again until his cock invaded my throat. I swallowed and I heard him groan. "Again, Wyn."

I swallowed before I panicked again. He let go, but prevented me from letting his cock pop out of my mouth. I sat back, the tip of his cock stuck in my mouth as my chest heaved, catching my breath. Then he let his cock pop out before he pushed my head down.

"Gently," Malack warned as he pushed my face to his balls. Tentatively, I stuck my tongue out to lick. When he groaned, I sucked one into my mouth before letting it pop out and licking the other. Before he pushed me away, I alternated a few times between them and then sucked his cock back into my mouth. I had gone down as much as I could on my own before he pushed down one last time until my nose was at his base. I worked on swallowing and breathing. Before I could panic, he pushed me back until I sat on my heels.

"Push your breasts up," Malack ordered. I blushed as I cupped my breasts and pushed them up. There wasn't much there to push up, but held them there as he stroked his cock. He grunted as he came, coming all over my breasts, chest, and stomach. Then he pulled my face down on his softening cock and I grimaced as I took him back into my mouth. I suckled and swallowed until he pulled back.

He tucked himself back into his pants, leaving me kneeling on the floor. I wanted to wash myself off. When I moved to get up, Malack raised an eyebrow at me and I froze.

"Going somewhere, princess?"

"I-I'm not a..." I stuttered, realizing too late that wasn't really the question. I stood awkwardly.

"Well, since you're up, we might as well go now." Malack went to the door and held it open.

"M-my clothes?"

"You don't need them where you are going," Malack said, grinning at me. I blushed hard as I stepped past him into the hallway. He slapped my ass hard as I passed and I squealed. "I don't have all day, princess."

My face flamed even more, and he laughed. I followed him, trying to cover myself but knowing it was impossible to hide myself and the come that was all over my chest. When I tried to hide behind Malack when we started to see people, he pulled me to his side and walked me with him, hand encircling my arm. The veteran dragon guards didn't react. The members they absorbed, however, looked stunned. By the time we reached the right hallway, I was crying, and he pushed me into a set of rooms. They weren't living rooms like I was expecting. It looked like what I imagined a fancy bath house looked like.

"Your majesty," a woman crooned, hurrying to meet us. "Is this her? Tsk. Too skinny. You could have your pick of the beautiful girls here, but you settled for this... creature."

"She is mine, Lierina. You will treat her well, or you'll find yourself on a wagon with the former king's men to live a simple life of servitude," Malack threatened.

"Psh, I'm not working on her, anyway. She'll have Kerin and his assistant to attend her," Lierina dismissed.

An older man approached and offered his hand. I hesitantly took it, but his hand was warm and gentle as it enclosed mine. He gestured for me to go around the corner with him and I left Malack and the Lierina girl behind.

"We'll start with a hot bath," Kerin informed her. When they turned the corner, there was a stone slab in the center and a metal basin off to the side. The water in it was steaming. He helped me step in and I hissed as I sank into it, but grateful to wash off evidence of Malack's attentions.

"This is Telarin," Kerin said as a boy, no older than I joined him at the basin.

They gently poured water over my hair and washed it. Once clean, they piled it on top of my head in a bun before turning their attention to my body. Together, they used rough pads to scrub my skin until I felt as if I had no skin left. When they were done with arms and legs, they worked on my back and chest. I cried as the rough pads scrapped harshly over my breasts. They hauled me to my feet so they could scrub my ass and between my legs. I had a hard time standing still as I cried.

"Shhh, girl, it's over," Kerin soothed. He helped me sit on the bench next to the basin. He gently forced me to lie down and spread my legs as far as they could go. Then I felt him working between my legs. My head popped up, and I watched him take a straight razor to the hair between my legs. Then they removed the hair from the rest of me, except for what was on my head.

"She's tolerable, I suppose," Lierina said as she observed from the wall, before leaving as they helped me onto the slab of stone. The small fire warmed the stone.

"Don't mind her, she's just upset that Malack and Velack didn't choose her as their mate. She was sure she would win them over, but here we are," Kerin said as he smiled down at me.

Then he poured something in his hands and then rubbed them together before his hands glided over my skin, leaving an oily sheen behind. Another set of hands did the same thing. Kerin massaged my arms, shoulders, and neck while Telarin massaged my legs and hips. It felt wonderful, even after the scrubbing I just took. I let my eyes fluttered closed and enjoyed the sensations of their hands massaging my tired body.

The hands worked like magic. I felt like I could fall asleep, but I didn't want to miss even a moment of this. Then they urged me to turn over, and they worked on my shoulders, neck, back, legs and embarrassingly, my ass.

"Oh gods, that feels good," I muttered.

"Good. You are a mess, young lady," Kerin said as he leaned over the slab to work my shoulders.

The warm slab, the hands touching me; sensations lulled me into a haze. I barely realized when they helped me prop my hips up and spread my legs wide. Something slid under my hips and sat against my lower belly until my ass was in the air. I didn't flinch when the hands massaged my ass. When the hands slid under and massaged my lips, I moaned. They never ventured to touch me inside, just on the outside. But they felt good as they worked between my legs.

I was too far gone with all the sensations that I moaned loudly when the hands glided over my puckered hole, teasing me, massaging me. Hands left my shoulders and back and I felt a hand on both feet, massaging them and working my ankles before returning to my feet.

"I think she's ready," Telarin said, though it was as if he was far away.

"Slowly and gently," Kerin said. Hands left my feet, and I felt my ass cheeks being massaged before I was open.

I felt something cool and slick touch my puckered hole. It swirled teasingly and my hips bucked all on their own. The hands on my ass continued to massage as they left me wide open. I felt something start to push inside me. I grunted when it started to hurt.

"That's it, back off. Now when you notice her start to resist, glide your hand to her clit, massage until she relaxes," a faded voice said through the mental fog.

This time when the cool item pushed, and I grunted, I felt a hand glide silkily through my folds and touch my clit. I moaned and my hips pushed against the hand. The hand worked my clit every time the object pushed a little more into my ass, spreading my hole a little wider. I heard words of encouragement every time I tried to hump at the hand between my legs when the coolness pushed into at my asshole further. It would pull back a bit before pushing forward, working itself into my ass. When the item sunk deep into my ass and my asshole closed around the base, I cried as the hands left my folds. The hands on my ass massaged and soothed until I was moaning again, the haze fully in place.

Hands turned me gently, and I was on my back with my eyes staying closed. My legs were spread open and both sets of hands massaged each leg, hands venturing to my folds randomly, leaving me moaning and begging for more. Through my haze, I knew I should be embarrassed at begging, but my body just felt so good. Then hands cupped my bare mound briefly before moving up my body and hands massaged my chest and my breasts. Fingers pinched and pulled at my nipples until I felt my lower back arch off the table.

"Will she feel this?" a hazy voice said.

"Yes, which is why we'll do this at the same time."

Hands glided over my stomach, breasts and chest while fingers continued to pull, pinch and play with my nipples, leaving them hard and erect. Then the hands left me completely. I feel myself start to slip from the haze to sleep when fingers returned to my nipples. Then twin sharp pains woke me completely, and I screamed. Hand worked fast as I came up off the slab. My hands and chest were held down as I twisted in agony. I sobbed and cried as my nipples felt like they were on fire.

"Shhh, it's all over," Kerin said.

They held me down and waited as I eventually stopped crying and lay stunned on the table. When I could manage it, I picked my head up and looked down at my body. Gold hoops hung from my nipples.

"Why?" I asked weakly, unable to hold back other sob.

"More oil," Kerin said, and I was confused. It wasn't until hands other than his touched me and worked oil into my skin that he wasn't talking to me. It took me less time to realize as I grew groggy again that there was something in the oil they use. Hands continued to massage me, grazing my folds and they worked me back to a state I was in a haze. Then the hands left me and I drifted off to sleep.

I could hear voices, but I couldn't quite make myself wake up. Steps came closer, and a hand cupped my face before lips touched mine, ever so gently. The hand traced my face and petted my hair as I heard them talking.

"She's perfect," a voice said, sounding familiar.

"It won't be long before she's awake," another voice said.

When I woke, Malack was standing over me, hands gently gliding over my hair in soothing pets. I stared up at him for a long moment before it came rushing back. They had pierced my nipples. When my hands moved, he took both of them in one hand and helped me to sit up. I winced at the sensation of my ass being full. My feet slid to the floor as he pulled me to my feet.

"Come, it's time for dinner," Malack said as he led me out of the bathhouse. I tried not to waddle, uncomfortable walking with whatever was in my ass. When my hands tried to go up to my breasts, Malack stopped in the hallway to face me. "Hands by your side. From here on out, you do not cover yourself. If I want you covered, you will be covered. If I want you naked, you will walk with your hands down at your sides. Understand?"

Tears welled in my eyes as I nodded. He continued to wait. "Yes."

"Good."

We moved again as I worked on not crying and rested my loose arm at my side, while he kept my other wrist in his hand as he gently led me down hallways until we entered the ballroom. I gaped as I looked about. The glass had been repaired and replaced. Tables filled the outside of the room and up on the raised platform stood a smaller table with three chairs. Food covered all the tables.

This was the first time I've seen any of the other tributes. All of us were naked. They knelt on cushions next to those who claimed them. Everyone else was the dragon guard at the tables. Malack led me up the raised platform and sat me to the middle seat before taking the seat to my right.

"Your majesty, I love how you decorate!" someone shouted and laughter rang through the ballroom. I gasped as a finger flicked one of the golden hoops in my breasts.

"They were just too pretty to be left unadorned," Malack said, raising his voice to be heard over the room.

I blushed hard and wish I could melt into my chair and disappear. I stared down at my legs as people approached Malack and chatted. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Malack was making a plate and loading it until it was threatening to spill over before he finally put it in front of himself. My stomach rumbled, and I wanted my own plate, but I didn't dare try to pick at any of the food. Moments later, someone sat to my left. Velack.

"I wasn't so sure when you told me, bother, but I love the hoops," Velack said as he admired my breasts. His fingers reached out and flicked at the hoops, and I grimaced. "Still tender?"

I just nodded. Pushing back against the chair and gripping the armrest, I tried to move away as Velack's lips descended on my nipple and sucked it and the hoop into his mouth. Both pain and pleasure shot through me, and a strangled gurgle left my mouth as his tongue toyed with the hoop. He let my nipple slip out of his mouth with an audible pop, and I felt my whole body flush in embarrassment.

My chest heaved as I tried to settle myself. Velack started loading a plate up with food when fingers holding a chuck of meat hovered at my lips. My eyes turned to Malack, but I didn't open my mouth.

"You can eat from our fingers, princess," Malack said. "Or you can eat from our fingers while you kneel at our feet like the rest of the tributes."

My eyes shot out at the rest of the room. I watched as other tributes ate from the fingers of those who had claimed them. Some weren't eating, some were sucking cock while their masters ate. My eyes landed on Damien standing at guard by the doors we had guarded, only on the inside. He was staring at me. I closed my eyes to not see him watch me and opened my mouth. The chunk of meat pushed past my lips and I suckled on the finger as it withdrew from my mouth. I chewed it slowly, hoping to avoid more, though I was hungry.

Fingers kept coming back with more food and I kept sucking them clean. Malack and Velack alternated feeding me bites of food until I was sure I couldn't eat another bite. I tried shaking my head, but more food was pushed into my mouth.

Soon talking overtook the eating, and people were walking about the room. Some were fucking their tributes while others watched. My eyes widened as I watched two off duty dragon guards fist each other's cocks as they watched the room.

"Does that turn you on to watch two men? Didn't I mention that dragons aren't like you humans? Until we decide on a mate, we find pleasure in all sexes," Malack said in my ear. I watched as one man fell to his knees to suck on the other's cock. "Do you want me to make you come while you watch them?"

Malack laughed in my ear when I shook my head. But I watched. Then a hand from each of the men beside me settled on a knee and pulled my legs open. I could feel the dampness between my legs and shame crept up my body. I made sure to not glance over to where Damien was standing.

"Watch," Velack said, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "See how he sucked the cock and got it hard? Now watch, watch as he climbs to all fours. He lets the other slip his pants down to reveal his ass. He sucked the cock to get it prepared, now the other is going to... Ah there it is! He's going to lick the entrance and make sure he's ready to take his cock up his ass."

I was struggling to breathe through myriad of emotions I was going through. Arousal, shock, shame, guilt. I watched as the man's face scrunched with the first pain of the thick cock pushing inside his ass and then pleasure bloom. Then he was thrusting back as the other man thrust into him.

Hands trailed from my knees to between my legs and finally fingers pushed inside me. I moaned. I felt so full already. My ass clenched on the toy inside me as the fingers rocked in and out of my slick entrance. Another hand played with the toy in my ass and my hips came off the chair. I heard laughter as they moved my legs to rest over the arms of the chairs so they had better access. Fingers plunged inside me while the other worked the toy in and out of my ass, my hips gyrating involuntarily with the sensations. Then the toy slid all the way out and was shoved, hard, all the way back in and I screamed. I came all over the fingers inside me.