It had been three months since he had captured us. Some would consider that time a living hell, if they knew what we have endured. However, I will share my story anyway.
It started, as I said, three months ago. My friend and I were out for a walk through the kingdom one day. It was somewhat cool, in the mid-morning spring air. The flowers had just started to bloom, and we were out gathering a few for our dinner table.
We were close for friends. Some even called us sisters, but we thought of ourselves as more than that. Even though we hadn’t known each other for much over two years, we had become fast friends. We knew what the other was thinking before it was spoken. The villagers eventually grew accustomed to seeing us together every where we went. Along with getting used to us doing things just because of a ’look’ from the other.
That day, though, we had followed a different trail than usual. It was beautiful, luscious green grass that was as soft as royal carpet under our bare feet. The scents of the first blooms of spring, wafting through the air. As we were walking, we were talking about what we would be wearing to the up-coming ball. We never made it to that ball, or any following ones for that matter.
You see, what we didn’t realize, was that the path we were on, led us straight into the lair of a dragon. Not just any dragon mind you, but a very large and protective one. He was beautiful! So beautiful in fact, that it mesmerized us to look upon him. His scales were of an iridescent dark color. Some would say he was black, but that is not true. He is just very dark. And , oh was he tall! Towering over us by well more than fifty feet. His wings spreading close to thirty feet when open. His body frame averaging between fifteen and twenty feet in diameter. Even with all of his size, he was still as stealth as a panther. Swift as the wind, and silent as the night. Before either one of us knew what happened, he had swooped down and grabbed both of us in his claws. We soared to the top of a mountain, which he entered through a very large opening in the top.
Neither one of us knew what to do. We both decided rather than angering him and being killed, that we would comply, or submit as some would say.
He took us down into the depths of the mountain, into his ‘living’ area. As he landed, he sat me down, holding me in place with his foot. My friend, he put into a cage that hung from the ceiling. After he locked her into the cage, he took me over to a separate section of his cave, but still within sight of my friend. We were both terrified, but still remained complacent to the dragon.
I saw a narrow stone ledge, and soon realized that this would at least for the time being, be my new home. I hadn’t realized though, just how I would be spending that time. Without warning, the dragon sliced off my outfit with a swipe of his claw. I was stunned that I had not been cut in the process. I didn’t have time to think any more about that. Just as that thought crossed my mind, he had already fastened my feet to the floor, spread wide open. Suddenly he grabbed my hair and forced me to bend over the stone ledge. Grabbing one of my hands, he fastened that too, to the floor, and then the other. So that my arms and legs were spread equal distance from the other, and wide open. My now naked body was left open and exposed, to anything he desired to do. My breasts, large for my age, hung freely between my body and the floor.
He turned away, and as he went, he lifted his tail and swatted my bare ass, hard. I yelped out in pain, he turned his head back toward me and growled. I realized that if I was going to stay alive, I would have to allow him to do anything he wished, no matter what the pain volume was.
I sensed, more than I saw, him go over to my friend and take her out of the cage. He set her on the floor, and tore her clothes off as well with just one swipe of his claws.
She began to tremble, but he just looked at her with his hypnotizing glare. She quickly looked down, and held her place. Even when he began inspecting her, she kept quiet.
His ‘hands’ ran down the length of her body, lifting her arms, spreading her legs. Claws scraping softly down across her twin mounds. She could feel his lustful gaze upon her, and suddenly felt hot steam searing the hairs between her legs. She could resist the terror no longer, and as she started to faint, she let out a terrified scream.
Before she hit the floor of the cavern, his huge hand slipped under her. He lifted her back up to the cage, and fastened her arms to the top, her feet on each side.
He then proceeded to mark his new found territory. Shooting his stream of urine up into her exposed and open nether regions, and across her bare breasts. He paused in his marking and walked over to where he had bent me over the ledge. When he was directly behind me, he began urinating again. Spraying his stream up across my back, and down my ass, making sure to get some into both openings. When he was finished he turned and flew away.
As he was leaving, he sent a very loud thought to both of us. Telling us that we belonged to him now, and forever, and that we could never leave the cave. If we cooperated, we would receive many treasures, and pleasures. However, if we did not, we would feel his wrath. He also told us through his ‘thought speech’, that we were his to use as he wished. We were to allow him to do anything to us that brought pleasure to him.
While he was gone, we both fell into an exhausted sleep. The sleep was filled with all sorts of images of what might happen to us when the dragon returned. This not only frightened us, it also somehow excited us. We weren’t sure at the time, how we felt about that betrayal of our inner feelings.
Eventually, the dragon returned. Through this whole episode so far, neither one of us had dared to relieve ourselves. I couldn’t hold mine any longer, and begged the dragon to allow me to do so. He began to chuckle, a very devious sound.
“By all means;” he told us, “go on, relieve yourselves. Can’t have you two getting sick on me now can I?”
It was then that we had noticed a hole directly below us. Only about three inches in diameter, but enough to allow waste to fall through. We weren’t sure where it went from there, but we were grateful to be allowed to relieve ourselves when we needed to.
Just as we were beginning to relax, and calm our fears, he showed us what our new lifestyle would entail. My friend; I will call her Rachel… this is not her true name of course, and mine is Jordan. As I was saying, Rachel was the first to experience this new way of life. The dragon, whom I will call Arokh, began by spraying water all over Rachel. It wasn’t cold water, but it was still a shock to her.
He sprayed the water all over her, in her mouth, across her mounds, down her belly, over her nether region, and down her back. He then positioned his mouth directly below her. This, by the way, was how he was spraying the water on her. Another hard stream of water shot directly up inside of her vagina.
She screamed in shock, which transformed to pure pleasure by the time the stream ended. He repeated this with her ass hole. Making sure to get the stream directly inside of her. This, he told her, was to make sure she was well cleaned out. She wouldn’t be able to defecate for three days. That concerned her some, but she remembered his warnings. Then he came over and proceeded to do the same to me.
He told us that was the way we would be bathing from now on. With a very powerful stream of water shooting at us from his mouth.
While he was ‘cleansing’ me, Rachel had finished passing her urine, and defecating. He looked up at her and had what seemed to be a smiling expression on his face.