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Sif slowly stirred in her bed, the burgundy scaled dragon's green eyes slowly fluttering open as the sun trickled through her blinds. A soft groan escaped her as she began to sit up in her bed before stretching her arms out, letting out a mighty yawn before her limbs slumped to her sides.

"Ah, you're awake Miss Sif."

A voice split the silence, drawing Sif's attention to the rather ordinary looking black cat standing dutifully by her bedside, dark eyes regarding her. They were dressed in naught else but a red bandana.

"Mnn...up early as usual, hm?"

"Of course, all the better to serve you, Miss Sif." the Cat stated matter of factly.

Sif smirked as she peeled the covers off herself, baring her naked body to him. She noted the quick glance her servant took, taking in her voluptuous form. She always got a kick from how badly he obviously desired her, Sif instead keeping him at arm's length, teasing him along and seeing how far he could be pushed.

She swung herself over to the edge of the bed, opting to stretch her arms up in front of him, offering the cat another good look at her assets. In the midst of her all too obvious action she stole a peek at her servant's crotch, a devilish smirk crossing her lips as she watched the cat's shaft twitch ever so slightly, stirred to action by the dragoness.

The poor kitty wouldn't get so much as a sniff today. Sif could tease him all day long and all he could do was steal the odd glance and attempt to hide his all too honest reaction. But that was enough for now at least, offering her kitty just a small taste of what the day would hold.

"Fix me some coffee, would you? I need some help waking up~" Sif commanded, biting her lip as the cat simply offered "Yes miss." before turning on the spot and disappearing from sight. He was so cute, trying to be quick so she couldn't see the painfully obvious boner he had popped, just by looking at her.

"Oh, today's going to be fun~"

Sif pushed herself up and out of bed, opting to retrieve a simple dressing gown from her closet before making her way down to the kitchen, sauntering through to peer over the cat's shoulder as he set up the coffee machine.

"You left in an awful rush, you know?"

The cat almost jumped as Sif's voice surprised him. With a small sigh, he replied.

"I just wanted to get started as soon as possible."

"No other reasons? Hm?"

"None at all, Miss."

"Whatever you say~" Sif giggled, pulling away from him to sit herself at the nearby dining table, pulling a wooden seat out and planting herself upon it. She ogled the cat from behind, unable to ascertain if he was still carrying his hard-on from earlier.

"I am just doing as you say, Miss. Your coffee should be ready shortly."

"Can you face me when you talk to me?" She asked with a smirk.

The cat rapped his fingers on the kitchen bench, taking a deep breath before drumming up a reply. Without turning around, he spoke plainly.

"Of course. But after you've had your coffee...don't you think it's time to clean?"

Sif felt an unusual heat suddenly spark within her. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes focused straight ahead as a haze descended on her mind.

Time To Clean.

The dragoness let out a sigh, biting her lip as the haze grew and grew, blocking her thoughts, preventing her from reacting any further.

Time To Clean.

She felt her pussy throb and ache, reacting so honestly to her master's command. Yes, Master. The Cat was her master.

Time To Clean.

The light in her eyes faded, a pair of blank green eyes staring at her master. New thoughts sprung from the fog that sat heavy on her mind. Pleasurable thoughts. She was Master's maid. She was here to serve him. Anything he desired, she would do.

Yes...most of all, it was Time to Clean.

Sif sat stiff upright, before removing herself from the chair. She stood, waiting for the ca- no, Master to give her a command.

"You know what I want, maid."

She did. It was just like last time, and the time before that...

With nary a word she set off from the kitchen, the dragoness gone for some time as the cat patiently waited, long since turning around to lean against the kitchen bench. He was in fact still painfully hard from this morning.

He was not going to endure a full day of her teasing any longer. Today, he was going to enjoy himself. Today, he would make Sif's new position permanent.

He smirked as his favourite maid trotted back into the kitchen, appropriately dressed for her duties. An ill-fitting maid dress clung to her body, complete with frills and matching headdress. Not a single inch of her was left to the imagination, all her curves hugged tightly by the fabric, the dress barely managing to conceal her dripping pussy, the fabric stretched across her hips, forcing it to hike up.

She was already so needy, just from his command.

Oh yes, today would be fun.

"There's my good maid."

A jolt of pleasure shot through Sif's malleable mind as the praise left the cat's lips. A visible shudder rocked her body as her spine tingled in response. The heat between her legs radiated through her, strengthening the red in her cheeks.

Despite her reaction, and the desire peaking within her, Sif maintained her pose, standing stock still for the cat. She was patiently waiting for the next command, eager to hear her master speak.

"On your knees."

Without hesitation, Sif dropped. Her eyes tilted towards the cat, devoid of any light. He gazed down at her, registering the complete lack of activity behind her eyes. Just how he liked her.

He took a step towards his maid, cock twitching, eager to slip between her soft lips. He reached out, gently petting her hair, strands running between his fingers before grasping the back of her head. Slowly he levelled his shaft with her now painted red lips, pressing his head against them and smearing precum over them, the salty sweet nectar just beading at his tip.

Sif didn't react, her face plain as she allowed her master to play with her, offering zero resistance as precum dribbled into her mouth. She let it gather, her soft lips now glossy with the fluid.

"Such an obedient maid."

Sif moaned, the praise once again causing her pussy to throb and ache. It felt amazing to be praised, to be desired by her master.

It was all too easy for her to relax her throat for him as his cock slowly disappeared past her lips and inside her mouth. Dutifully she allowed him to stretch her gullet with his thick shaft, drinking the pre that bubbled and trickled from his head.

"Now...suck my cock until I cum, maid."

Sif felt a rush of pure bliss through her body as the command rung in her ears loud and clear. She reached for her master's legs, holding onto them as she began to bob her head along his length, tongue dragging along his member, lazily flicking it each time her lips passed along it.

Her pussy winked, dripping onto the floor as she saw out her master's wishes. The command being fulfilled by her far more pleasurable than just sucking on his cock normally. There was something so much better about doing it because she was made to, commanded to. The jolts of pleasure that shocked her systems each time she was praised, each time she fulfilled master's request. It felt so good to do what she was told.

She was such a good maid, sucking her master's cock just how he asked, how he wanted. She suckled on his tip, shifting a hand to stroke him at his base while her tongue slipped around his head, teasing at his frenulum before she returned to sucking him off proper, painted lips now smudged, the cat's cock smeared with red lipstick.

Her master groaned, stroking her hair so lovingly during. Each pet causing her to shudder in delight. How he had turned her into such a slut for praise and validation was beyond her. In fact, most things were beyond her. In her current state, she had forgotten all about the previous status quo, forgotten about the cat being her servant. No, that had never been the case. She was always his dutiful, obedient maid.

And his dutiful obedient maid wanted to taste her master's hot cum more than she wanted to breathe.

Her hand slipped from him, moving to massage his balls as she pushed herself further down his shaft, deepthroating him. Sif let out a muffled groan as she felt his tip hit the back of her throat, cock throbbing and twitching.

"Nngh...good girl...good little maid...I'm so close...so so close..."

It was all the encouragement Sif needed.

She suddenly peeled herself back, teasing at his tip furiously with her lips, swirling her tongue along his most sensitive area, massing and groping his fluffy nuts while shifting her free hand to stroke him quickly.

She moaned as her immediate reward was the delicious warm spunk she so craved, splashing over her tongue and dribbling from her lips. Thick hot ropes of kitty cum being pushed from her most favourite cock and disappearing straight down her throat as she swallowed her master's heavy load.

The floor sported an incredibly messy puddle underneath the two as the cat's spent seed mixed with his dragoness' own need, her pussy soaked completely, lips engorged and swollen with her rampant lust.

She had finally swallowed the last drop, removing her hands from her master and slipping her lips off of his dick, kissing it gently on the tip. It twitched in response, still hard as anything and ready for more.

"Such a good maid...I think you can see I'm not done just yet~" The cat smirked, grasping his own member to tap it gently against his maid's nose.

"On the table, girl. Spread your legs and let me see that perfect little pussy of yours~"

Sif leapt to her feet, all too eager to facilitate master's request as she mounted the nearby table, falling to her back and spreading her legs. She had done it with so much gusto the fabric of her dress tore, a small rip being heard as she spread herself to reveal just how needy she was for her owner.

"Goodness...someone's very eager! Good...good~"

The cat sauntered up to his quarry, gently caressing her thigh with a hand as he looked down at her quivering sex, winking open for him as nectar dribbled from it. Her pussy needed him, needed his thick cock stretching her walls.

But even more importantly, her womb needed his seed. Her master knew this most keenly of all. As he pushed his head along her folds, gently massaging her pussy with his length, there was just one thought in his mind:

He was going to get his maid pregnant, whether she wanted it or not.

Sif gasped as she felt him begin to ease inside her, slaking her ever-growing heat. She groaned as she felt his length stretch her open, her lips parting around him and squeezing down. Her Master twitched, letting out a groan of his own that caused Sif to sigh. It felt so good to listen to master's moans and groans, knowing her body was pleasing him.

The cat leaned down, planting a small kiss on her lips as he grasped onto her thighs, holding them tightly in his grip. Her scales felt so smooth to the touch, the cat unable to resist the urge to squeeze them gently, the soft sensation causing him to throb inside her needy cunt.

"Mmn...you're so tight, maid...such a perfect pussy shaped just for master's cock..."

Sif moaned in delight, squeezing down on his length again as she received his praise. She let out a soft gasp as she felt him begin to move, hips gently bucking into her, sending shivers shooting up her spine. She bit her lip as she looked up at her master, gazing into his eyes. She noticed the intent behind them, the desire. He wanted her, and it excited her to no end.

She was all for him, every single little inch of her made just for him. His maid, his girl, his everything. Something in the back of her mind sparked as she focused on him. He had never even needed to state it, or mention it to her. There was no need to even implant the thought in her mind.

As he rocked his hips into her pussy, stretching and spreading her wide for him, as she felt every twitch and throb shoot along his cock and force a moan from herself, she could only focus on one sole thought that had drifted lazily into her mind.

She was going to give him a baby.

With no order, she wrapped her legs around him, locking him against her. Master didn't tell her no, or chastise her. No. Instead he leant down, smirking. He planted yet another kiss on her messy lips, before moving to whisper in her ear.

"Good girl. You're not releasing those legs until you're pregnant..."

Sif's eyes rolled back as a wave of pure pleasure crashed over her, causing the dragoness to shake, another moan stolen from her as the cat tucked his arms underneath her and began to rut with her, slamming his hips against her pelvis with renewed purpose.

His cock slid so deep inside her, kissing her womb time and time again as his balls slapped against her pussy, Sif lost in complete bliss as her tight cunt was bullied by her master's thick shaft. He thrusted so fast and hard, the dragon struggling to keep herself from crying out as he hit her in all the right ways.

She could feel just how virile he was each time his heavy cum-filled nuts slapped against her. She wanted the payload they held so badly, her hazy mind unable to think about anything else than the inevitable deluge of seed that she so desperately wanted to take inside her womb.

She would lie on her back for him as long as he needed, she would take as many loads as he desired, she would give him everything he needed, everything he wanted, just so she could guarantee his virile spunk was pumped inside only her.

Again and again she moaned, letting her master claim her with his amazing manhood, her one and only owner. She delighted in his grunts as he focused on fucking his maid good, fingers digging into her scales hard as his hips worked overtime to work his cock as deep as he could get it.

He was prepared to fuck his maid for hours if need be. Keep her on this table, keep her glued to his cock until all of his potent seed found its mark. His maid was going to be pregnant no matter how long, how many times it took.

Sweat beaded on both their brows, wet slaps filling the air mixed in with the whine of the woodwork scraping along the floor as the table shunted along it with each powerful thrust from the cat. Their panting grew quicker and quicker, both looking longingly into each others eyes, waiting for the moment Sif would finally be inseminated by her owner. She squeezed him tightly, arms and legs firmly wrapped around her lover, her everything.

Please...please cum inside me Master...please...!

With little warning, her master sped up, thrusting eagerly into her and forcing a cry from Sif as she was nearly pushed back further along the table with the force of the cat's thrusts. This was it. This was finally the moment.

"G-god...! I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum~!"

The cat let out a low groan as he buried his shaft deep in his maid, holding it there as he throbbed hard, balls twitching with each heavy spurt of thick, virile sperm painting Sif's walls. His maid moaned in delight as she came with him, pussy twitching and pulsing around his length, milking him for all he was worth.

His orgasm seemed to never end, rope after rope of warm alabaster cum pouring into Sif's tight cunt, quickly siphoned into her womb itself. She was completely stuffed with kitty cum, slow trickles escaping around the cat's member. He didn't dare pull out. Not yet, not before he knew his seed would take.

Sif wouldn't let him either, the maid all too focused on holding him against her. She caught his lips with hers, the two sharing in a long drawn out kiss as her master's virility was put to work, millions of sperm flooding her fallopian tubes.

It was a sure thing once they finally found their mark. There was no doubt in either of their minds as deep inside, Sif was inseminated.

Slowly, the cat finally withdrew from her swollen pussy, chuckling at the gout of cum that followed. Sif groaned as she felt the warm payload slowly drool from her cunt, body growing limp from the exertion.

Sif's vision began to fade, a wave of tiredness suddenly overcoming her as she blacked out. The last thing she could hear was her master's final praises:

"Good girl, you were such a good obedient maid...when you wake up, Master will make it stick~"

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Sif slowly peeled the sheets back, holding her head with a hand as she groggily looked around the room. She couldn't remember what she had done before, but her entire body ached, and she felt a weight where her stomach was.

It was almost as if...

Sif looked down in horror as her eyes met with a clear bump, her belly swollen with the telltale sign of pregnancy. She was ready to scream, until the cat entered the room.

"SERVANT!" She snapped, staring daggers at her assistant.

"Yes, miss?"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? WHAT IS TH-"

Sif barely got another word out as she heard the soft tick of a nearby metronome. A glance behind her servant revealed one suddenly sitting on her vanity, hand ticking back and forth. The noise rung through her ears, clear as a bell.

It was so familiar to her, like she had heard it before. Long before...when her servant...n-no...he was something else. He was called something entirely different...

Her eyes were suddenly captured by something else entirely. She hadn't noticed when, but her s-no, master. Master was swinging a pendulum. Gently, slowly. To the beat of the metronome. It was so relaxing, so calming.

"Good girl. Keep your eyes on Master's pendulum. "

Sif's eyes focused on the motion, in perfect time with the beat. The gentle beat that rolled through her mind, the constant ticking drowning out her thoughts, drowning out her anger.

"Yes...my eyes...on Master's pendulum..."

"There's my good maid..."

"Yes...good maid..."

Sif felt all her worries slip from her body, draining away with all of the tension she had briefly worked up. Her body warmed up, the lustre in her eyes yet again melting away.

"You are pregnant, my darling."

"Yes...I am pregnant..."

The cat smirked, it was so easy to put her under after all her prior conditioning. The poor dragoness' mind was so malleable, so easy to warp and change.

"You want it...you're going to carry my baby."

"Yes...I will carry Master's baby..."

"My beautiful pregnant maid...you love having your belly round with my kittens..."

Sif was almost drooling. Each word sending another shiver down her spine, each tick emptying more and more thoughts from her mind, picking off what wasn't needed or important, one by one.

"I love it...I love having my belly round and full with your kittens..."

"You love being pregnant."

Sif shuddered. Oh God she did. She loved being pregnant. She loved being pregnant. She loved having a nice round belly, she loved the warmth it gave off, the tautness of her scales where her bump was, the delicious smoothness of it.

She had barely noticed the fact she was caressing her precious cargo, lovingly passing her hands across her belly.

"I love being pregnant..."

The cat smiled, bringing his pendulum to a slow stop. Sif simply sat there, eyes staring ahead as she mindlessly rubbed her now large pregnant belly.

She was made to be pregnant.

And this would be far from the last litter she would bear her master.