Bleeding Crescent Moon

What is bondage? To many it's to be contained, striped of your rights, or restrained then tortured until they forget how is to opposite. But that's many and not all. Other find being restrained and being robbed of free movement refreshing. They never feel more alive even thou their will becomes invalid. One of those people who felt the rush of being powerless was a woman by the name of Synthesis Evergarden. A submissive she was not, that would imply she would give herself to another, and her dragonic pride wouldn't allow that. Yes, she loved the feeling of being powerless in sexual situations, but the partner would have to create it. But she could never find the proper candidates.

Synthesis had red hair which caught a flame when she was angry. She was a humanoid (more human with dragon features than a humanoid than as a human figure but is more beast looking.), red scales decorated her pale skin, scales were on her lower and upper abdomen, around her neck that lead down to the bridge of her breast to her upper abdomen, the scales on her back formed a wrym. Her face had no scales, and her scandalous legs had scales here and there. Prideful and broad dragon wings sprout from her back. She also had a fully scaled dragon tail. Her height 6' 2".

High Elves were too cocky, they see themselves as the superior race, and frankly could be racist. They just expect you to play submissive, and when denied they don't throw fits, they throw royal fits. But after a quick demonstration of her powers they end their fit, but now they become a royal wuss then throw names at her such as beast, brute, and etc.

Other beast race depending on what they were either were too arrogant or would allow her to take the lead. But all of them couldn't handle her dragonic fury. Not even her own kind could handle her. Dragons were high in society, and Synthesis attended gatherings. Some of the males swarmed her trying to charm her, many she had to navigate their eyes from her perky C86 breast to well her eyes. None of them captured her attention, but a loner by the window admiring the beauty of the moon. She was slightly baffled, every single man in the room but him was trying to win affection of a female, all who were complete knock outs, yet he gives his attention to moon. She would give the men around her the cold shoulder and approach the man.

"Hello." She stood beside him. "Wonderful night."

His grey eyes met were her golden ones. "It is." His voice was low but it had an ominous vibe. She liked that. "So why did you deny all the dogs a treat, and then walk over to loner?" His hair was short and neat. A strand of hair hover over his left eye. He wore a black tux with a grey necktie. Silver crescent moon cufflinks shone slightly from the cuffs of the tux. He was about 6'1 and was slightly bulky nothing extreme. It was clear he regularly maintain his muscles. His skin was an odd complexion it was grey like the moon, and look like it could shine any moment.

"At least you recognize me a threat. And the reason I came to you is because you can be a possibly magnificent breed."

He chuckled. "Ne'zarth."

"Synthesis." Suddenly a High Elf grabs her hand due to a damaged pride from her cold shoulder.

"You wrench, you dare talk to this minority than me? Do you not know who I am?!" People were now looking at the uprising scene. Synthesis were about to knock his lights out but Ne'zarth stepped in.

"Apologize to her and leave her be. Enjoy the party and stop creating a scene."

"How dare you tell me what to do!? Mongrels!" The High Elf attempt to strike Ne'zarth but as the hand was about to reach him it completely froze in place. Ne'zartg eyes became a shiny silver and he completely turn to face him. No body stopped this for it was quite normal for fights to break out. With so many different races heads are bound to buck. A few friends of the High Elf attempted to jump in but they suddenly froze, Ne'zarth was someone not to be messed with. He opened the balcony then grabbed the High Elf by his face dragging him over the edge of the balcony.

"Did you call me a mongrel?" Would let him go but he remained in the air. Ne'zarth sighs. "You can still move your eyes. So depending on how you move them, determines if you leave here alive. Your going to apologize to both of us, then you and your friends will leave this event. Understood?" The High Elf nod his eyes up and down. "Good." The unknown force that held the High Elf in the air slowly faded and he started to fall. Synthesis watched with amazement and the other spectators gasped in terror. But Ne'zarth grabbed him by the face for he was still in grabbing range. He threw him onto the solid balcony floor. The High Elf apologized in trepidation of what would happen if he didn't. His friends shortly unfroze then all of them fled. Every spectator looked away afraid to be Ne'zarth's next victim, everyone but Synthesis who was now infatuated with the stranger. She wondered who he was. His eyes return to normal.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Lune. I didn't know this would happen. Your an honored guest here." This all came from the hostess of the party. "Please don't tell your mother. I hate to beg but she wo-."

"Stop worrying." Ne'zarth cuts her off. "This party was quite satisfying. No need to worry."

"Really?! I mean thank you."

"No thank you." To Synthesis he was just being humble or even empathetic. The hostess left after bowing, which Synthesis found strange. Boldly she approached him.

"So you can go from violent berserker to humble comforter. Hm who are you?" Ne'zarth smirked at her question. He loved the fact that the little display of wrath didn't turn her away.

"Hm. Ne'zarth Noir Lune."

"Hm. Your surname sounds so familiar."

"So is yours Synthesis Novia Fleur Drago." Synthesis mouth became hung open for a few moments then she closed them. Even before their conversation started he knew who she was, she was the eldest child in the noble Drago Family, yet he was admiring the moon, she started to feel envious, bur your pride took over.

"Yes, I am the notorious future head of the Drago family."

"Prideful you dragons are." Finally Ne'zarth's eyes scanned over her body, the dress could barely hide her scandalous body. He smiles, and so did Synthesis for she noticed him admiring her. She could tell he wanted to touch her, starstruck she became when his fingers sailed across the sea of scales she had around her neck. His touch was venomous, his skin was smooth but rough at the same time, and by the movements of his fingers she knew he was experienced. She swat his hand away, what was she thinking and who the hell did he think he was?

"How dare you?" Her eyes filled with burning fury.

"I just decided to admire something that was in my direct vicinity. No need to be envious of the moon anymore. Now look I'm going home and your coming with me."

"I feel like you wish to die." She snarled.

"Then kill me in the carriage."

She sized him up again, she was looking for someone to have some fun with. And here he was easily fitting her curriculum, maybe she could have fun crushing him, or bash in the pleasure of finding a equal. "Hm I'll come along by my own will, you do not control me." He seemed more amused by the second. Then he headed to the exit, she followed. Outside waiting was a large carriage made from golden amber wood; which was quite sturdy and surprisingly fire resistant, and carrying it was four dusk Pegasus. He opened the door and she entered, he shortly entered after her, when the door closed the all if the Pegasus took off. Ne'zarth constantly scanned her body and lust was building up in her from just his staring. "Stop staring." She said this a seductive like tone and smirked at him. "If you like it come examine it but you will have to work for it."

"In which way I wonder."

"Prove to me your strength. That will prove if your worthy of me."

He laughed at her words, but he didn't say anything. Finally he spoke. "I'll prove my worth then."

Ne'zarth pinned her arms and Synthesis used her tail to choke him. Then she kicked him away, he didn't reach the other side of the carriage due to her tail still being around his neck. "Is that all you're capable of? You were so mightier earlier. What happened?" She taunted.

He grinned as he was being choked, then he licks his nails clean of her blood. She froze then felt her neck, there was now a fresh wound there. "You'll be a fun one." He grabs her tail and force it off his neck which now had a bruise. She lunges herself onto him which cause them to land on the floor of the carriage. She claws at him but he dodges then headbutts her, slams her head to the floor of the carriage and throws her to the side, would pin her down him now being on top. Her healing factor was extraordinary but so was her rising dragonic temper. Her body started to heat up and a fiery shockwave filled the carriage, the shockwave would interrupt the pegasi and slowly they all started to descend.

"No!" She yelled out, she had lost herself for a moment and now this was the result. The carriage stops midair and then continues going to the designed destination.

"Don't be such a drama queen. I got it." His eyes were now silver, his body showed no damage, however, his tux were severely burnt, the cufflinks remain unharmed. His pants somehow survived her fiery explosion. The carriage and pegasi were moving by his power and will alone. She could now admire his body more, she slightly melted as she basically looked about his 'shirtless' body. His long dagger like nails went to throat, he stepped on her tail to restrain it and threw his body weight on one of her hands, his free hand pinned her remaining arm. "Checkmate." He intentionally cuts her throat lightly and the pulled away without one sign of remorse. "I proved my worth."

"Many more rounds to go."

"No. Your mine for the night." He moves over to her and lock eyes with her. His right hand moved up her dress from her left thigh, by his touched she gasped, his rogue hand just kept going higher and higher, and she allowed this. There was something about his touch, a simply touch by him was heavenly, it was as if her body sensitivity increased each time he touched her. She place her hand on his adventurous hand and slowly led him in between her legs then moved her hand. He chuckled then squeeze her thighs, she bite her lips while maintaining eye sight with each other. His eyes would crimson red, and she found herself running her own fingers against his body, she felt his smooth hard kept body. She gasped, as he pulled her closer and bite her neck, he run his fangs across her scales, she felt like they could easily penetrate, just him running them along her skin caused slight tearing of her skin. He pulled her into his lap, her knees rest beside his thighs and he lifts her dress up then squeezed her ass, he would even claw at it, tearing at her underwear. She forced his face close to kiss him aggressively which he would match. He unzipped her and holdings would slide down to her elbows, underneath was a red and black underwear set. "Delicious." His hands now explored her upper abdomen tracing her scales.

She wanted to explore him to, she wanted to have fun as well. She started to lay kisses on his chest, she moved up and bite his already bruised neck, which was caused by her. He groan slightly, letting her explore his body as he was currently doing to hers. She looked him in the eyes again and kissed him. He position his hands on her hips, they fought for supremacy in their feverish kiss, Synthesis moaned during the kiss, he really was fitting correctly on her list. He pushed her against his feral erection, and she couldn't help but grind against it. She could tell his member had width and length, she instantly loved the feel of it. "Where were you hiding this snake?" She teased then moaned. She stopped grinding against him, and pulled her hips back. She made sure he was watching as she unzipped then unbuckle his pants. Her crane of a hand went down and pulled his member up, width and length he had indeed. It was leaking of precum and she couldn't stroke it properly with one hand, so she currently had to use both of her hands. The stroking made him pant, and he smacks her mercilessly, this made her jolt. "More." She got what she asked for and she moaned, but continue to stroke his rod. "Impressive thing you got here, I won't lie I'm getting impatient." She whimpered slightly, but quickly stopped, it was her pride.

He pulled her panty to the side and moved her hands. He lined himself to her entrance and groaned. "No need to wait." He pulled her hips down, he was so hard he was about to just force himself in. The carriage lands and he sighs, he moved his member then place her beside him. He started to fix himself, and Synthesis got the memo so she fixed herself as well. The manor was huge and surrounded by a dark forest, which was illuminated by the moon. He got out and helped her out, Synthesis was pissed she was having such a blast and it had to stop. He had messed up, he was ignorant fool, the future head of the Drago family didn't need this. When she entered his manor and saw the large portray of the moon goddess Nox, she slowly pieced things together. And she face palmed herself.

"Your literally in the circle." The circle were of deities with important jobs, and they are the current most powerful group. "I feel like an idiot. I finally remember your surname. It means moon. And here I was almighty and shit. Oh my, I basically sexed you in the carriage, how indecent." She was looking at things at a status view, all the people she was with status wise were equal, even though her family had more fears, but he directly came from a lineage of divinity. "I'm so sor-" She is suddenly lifted against the wall locked in an silencing kiss. She couldn't help but lock her legs around him. He pulled away.

"I liked how you were earlier, personality wise, but no need for apologising. And the carriage was fun, so will be the rest of the night." He tugged at her dress playfully, but it felt like he could easily rip it off. "Like I said your mine."

She hated sounding like property, she moved her legs then pushed him. "I'm not yours demi-god. Don't get so cocky."

"Woman. I'm a full god. Both of my parents were gods."

"Oh..."

"Yeah. But your mine for the night, it was your desires that make me say that. You want someone to best you and play with you roughly. I plan on doing so."

"I really would like that. You are more than worthy. Your whole being is beyond me. But what are you gene wise." He lifted her up taking her to his

dungeon.

"I'm a vampiric like being in all honesty, the divine genes can create unique things, but only if two of the parents are deities. If my mother had me with a mortal, I would look more like her and similar powers. But enough about that we're suppose to be having fun." He reaches a room with multiple sex toys within them.

"Oh my." She bit her lips, and her eyes begged for everything to be used on her. He rest her on the floor and to his surprise she tore off the remaining burnt tux, and once more released his member from its shackle. She used her finger and scope up some of his thick precum, then sucked the finger clean. She took off all her clothes and claw at his stomach. "Hurry and start please. I want it." She stroked him harder which made him growled and groan. He lift her up against the wall and was ready to plunge into her, but instead he chuckles.

"Rough play first and then you can have me as deep as you want me." Would place her in the middle of the room and cuff her with the shackles hanging from the ceiling. She tugged at her restrains, they were study enough to hold her. He blindfolded her, with her sense of sight gone the anticipation of what was to come next made her thoughts go wild, and her other senses would heighten. Suddenly something cracks in the air and she received lashes at her back, she pull down on her restrains and gasp. She received more lashes, groans and moans escape her lips. He stopped and silence surround the room, it was as if suddenly everything went mute. Cold soothing hands rubbed something on her back, she bit her lip moaning. The substance on her bruises made her arc and moan, its coolness sooth her bruises and slowly she could feel it increasing her sensitivity. "Straighten your back."

She complied but it was hopeless she would arc once more. He chuckled, then his hands cup her breast massaging them from the center, applying pressure with his palm then proceed to sweep the underarm of her breast, moved back inward then pinch her nipples. She moaned and drooled slightly from his hand work, the cool substance along with his apparently natural ability to increase sensitivity was insane. His hands moved down coating her stomach, they retreat behind her to coat her behind. He smiled as he watched her snatch dripped, she wanted him bad, but she was going to have to wait. He massage her clit, she responded with a squeal and thrashed her arms at the restrains. "Should I get inside too?" He teeth scrap against her skin.

"No."

He chuckled. "Okay."

"But bite me, pierce me with those fangs of yours." He complied, while caressing her breast. She moaned wildly, even growling from all the pleasure. She could feel him drinking her blood, and intentionally being careless letting it leak on her right breast, her warm blood trailing down her sensitive body made her shiver, she would arc as she felt his tongue chased after it then licked it up. She pulled at her restrains. He licked up the remaining blood, and slowly it was already healing. She can no longer feel him near by, his movement had no sound. A familiar crack filled the air, and lashes were unleashed upon her stomach. She groaned and moaned, the substance from earlier lowering her sturdiness. She bit her lip, as he manages to precisely hit her clit. Once more he struck her clit and she screamed out orgasming, she broke the shackles from the ceiling and laid on the cold stone floor riding out her orgasm. She panted and her breathing heavy.

He pick her up and heading back up the stairs. She could tell she was being carried but couldn't focus, her senses still fuzzy due to her orgasm. He rest her on a bed, the softness held her close and she rolled in it. "I know it's comfy." Takes her blindfold off, and she looked around his room, it was filled with paintings, some were the night sky others beautiful rare sceneries and the rest were beautiful woman of all races. "You'll join them soon enough." He smirks. The ceiling was moving, it resembled the cosmos, she admired the moving stars and planet. His sheets had stars twinkling, shimmering off her scales. There were many unique things in his room if only she could examine them all. But he pulls in for a kiss which she lustfully went to meet.

After a few moments of locking lips and roughly pulling his hair, she pulled away from the kiss. "Hmm. I like your taste. And your sheets prove you have a soft side."

"No, it's just a sign of my obsession with beauty." He opened her legs and lined up his member. As he entered her lustful soaked sex, it clamped down on him, it greedily accepted him for it impatiently awaited his arrival. She locked her legs around him even though he had just entered the tip. He hovered over her and pushed himself deeper, groaning due to her snatch being tight and soaked. She trashed beneath him, once more his unfair trait increased her sensitivity, her vision easily becoming white, all just from him penetrating. She gave his sheets a death grip as his full magnificent length was inside her. "I haven't even started thrusting yet, but I know my touch can be very intoxicating." He kissed her gently on her forehead, then ravaged her roughly. She screamed out moaning his name. She couldn't even comprehend the pleasure she was feeling, his member was entering in and out of her like a bullet train. She arced, and the pleasure only intensified. She knew he was holding back, she wanted to feel his divine fury rock her body.