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Karlian woke to the light of the early morning sun. Golden rays spiralled through her quarters, lighting it up in a shine. The queen warily rose her head, using a wing to block the light. She hadn’t seen this view before. The purples, greens, oranges eclipsed the ocean, making the still morning water look nearly like a rainbow. She smiled a little at the view, wondering why she had never woken up early enough to appreciate it.

She got up from her nest, stretched like a cat, and groaned softly as she felt her muscle’s straining all through her hind legs and tail. That was probably why. She had had some late nights recently, and the previous night was her first night spent alone since she had arrived at ocean side city. She glanced at her clean bedding, lacking the warm body, or bodies, she had spent the night with. It was nice to have someone at her side. But she had had a lot of sex the past couple of days as well, and her body was feeling it. Maybe she would take a break for the day before experimenting some more.

She gave her wings an experimental flat, lashed her tail back and forth. The muscles at the base of her tail were surprisingly sore. She tried to raise the appendage up, and winced. She had never really worn out those muscles before. Maybe Therral or Shion would be good at massage to loosen up those muscles. She could picture that. Shion, sitting on her tail, putting greatly relieving pressure on the saw areas. Maybe the cyan dragoness would mover her paw a bit further up, and gently massage some other areas while she grinded back and forth…

Karlian growled at herself and shook her head. She was really getting addicted to this new pleasure. No. Today was a break. She could indulge herself again the next day. The queen nodded to herself in resolution, before getting to her feet and walking over to the door. She opened it up and froze in shock.

The two guards that were currently posted at her door, a large green drake named Samion, and a nearly as large floral blue dragoness named Cyra, currently had their muzzle pressed together in a rather heated kiss. They didn’t even notice her open the door for several seconds. Long enough for Karlian to recover from the shock and give a quick snort to make them aware of her presence.

“Y… Your majesty!” Samion cried out in surprise, taking several steps back away from his partner, staring at his queen with horror.

Cyra echoed her colleague, “This is not what it looks like! We were just… this isn’t… Oh, your majesty I’m so sorry. Please forgive us!”

“Yes, please!” both dragons had bowed their heads, making themselves as small as possible under her gaze.

Karlian looked between the two, trying not to let the amusement at the situation show on her face, “I know I have been sleeping in quite late the past couple of days, but that is no reason to slack off on your duties. Do you understand?”

“Yes, your majesty,” They replied.

“Good, and if you are thinking of indulging in some of your more base desires with each other, please do not do so in front of my door. Wait until you are off duty at the very least,” Karlian continued, somewhat enjoying the flustered looks on the two guards.

“That’s not what… we were… we were just kissing!” Cyra stammered.

“Of course. Just kissing,” Karlian spoke straight, ignoring the slight tinge of arousal sparking of the two dragons, “But still, be ware of that boundary. Now, enough with that. I have a job for one of you. I need to send a message to both Lyon and Princess Yuri. We talked yesterday about her taking a tour of the city, and after spending so much time inside, it would be great to stretch my wings. Cyra, if you please.”

The floral blue dragoness bowed deeply again, “Yes… of course your majesty.”

She seemed to hesitate, looking between Karlian and Samion, before adopting the stoic persona of security personal, and stomping off down the hallway on four feet. Her tail swished from side to side, and she nearly barrelled over a much smaller servant dragon who also seemed to be in a rush. She ignored the yelp he made.

Karlian nodded to Samion, “At ease. I’m going to have a bath. Alert me when they come.”

“Yes, your majesty,” he said, trying his best to hide his burning embarrassment, “Umm… if I make ask a favour, my queen.”

Karlian stopped with the door halfway closed, looking back at the guard, “You may.”

“Please don’t tell anyone about this. I promise we won’t let our relationship get in the way of our responsibilities… but it is new… and I don’t want any of the others to look down on her,” he said, keeping his head bowed.

Karlian’s expression softened, “Your secret is safe with me, and I won’t get in your way. But as I said, keep it off duty.”

“Yes, your majesty,” Samion said with obvious relief.

The queen let the door close. She sat where she was, going over what had just happened. She couldn’t help but think it was a bit cute. She didn’t know her guards incredibly well, but she knew they had all trained together back when they were hatchlings. Some of them getting together was inevitable. She sighed and walked over to her bath, filling it up to the bring with steaming hot water, and flopping down inside.

Just as she was getting relaxed there was another knock on her door. She frowned. That was incredibly fast. She got up from her bath, shook herself out and dried herself with a breath of flame, and padded over to the door. Samion’s muffled voice came through to make her aware of the visitor.

“Your majesty, the head servant of Queen Youla is here to pass on a message,” he said, having once again adopted the gruff demanding demeanour of a guard protecting his queen.

Karlian frowned as she opened the door to reveal another dragoness. The queen’s head servant was unlike any dragon Karlian had seen before. She had an odd, hot pink colouring that faded into a lighter pink along her underside. Her eyes were strangely rounded for a dragon, and she lacked the usual spines running down her back. Even the two horns on the back of her head were short and stumpy. They even curled back, almost like an antenna, leaving her looking strangely smooth from snout to tail. Then there was her smell. It was candy sweet, alluring, and erotic. Karlian half wondered if the dragon was fully aroused, but she didn’t have any of the other physical effects of such an affliction. Karlian glanced at Samion, who was looking straight at the wall behind the pink dragon and was breathing heavily through his mouth.

“Your majesty, my name is Byba,” the pink dragon bowed her head, “I am here to pass on a message from Queen Youla.”

“A pleasure to meet you, Byba,” Karlian said, “Would you like to come inside?”

“No thank you, your majesty. I am unfortunately quite busy. But Queen Youla wanted to ask if you were still interested in joining her for an evening meal in her chambers tonight,” Byba said, her voice as sweet as she looked.

Karlian blinked, before remembering the conversation she had had with the queen the night before last, “Oh! Yes, of course. I will be there. What time should I arrive?”

“Around sunset,” Byba replied with a bubbly smile, “I will let her know.”

“Thank you Byba, give the queen my best wishes.”

“I will, your majesty.”

With that, Byba turned away and skipped merely away, claws clicking against the stone below her. Karlian watched curiously. She wondered if Byba tasted as good as she smelled. She shook the intrusive thought away, nodded to Samion, and went back inside.

Karlian managed to relax in her bath for a good twenty minutes before the next knock came. Samion announced Lyon had just arrived. Karlian let the yellow male inside, noting that he had brought along two more guards with him. She gave him a slightly dirty look at their presence. He returned it with a calm stoicism. She sighed, and allowed him in.

“Did you sleep well,” she asked as she closed the door.

“As well as I can,” Lyon shrugged his wings with an honest sigh, “I’m still worrying over what they are making you do.”

“Lyon, I told you yesterday, and the day before that, that I have made my peace with it. You need to stop worrying yourself about this,” Karlian said, “I know it’s not… proper. But it is a small price to pay for what the country needs.”

“I respect that,” Lyon growled, “You are an admiral queen and dragoness for agreeing to such barbaric acts for the sake of the kingdom. But it won’t stop me from looking for a way out of this where you don’t have to sacrifice your dignity.”

“Would you rather me take one of the princes as a mate, bring a strange king home, and possibly give up a portion of my power,” Karlian tilted her head curiously at the yellow dragon.

“No! Of course not. It’s just… this… it’s not…” he said softly, “I hate that you have to suffer for the good of Datia. To suffer in such a way… it’s not fair.”

“Lyon, as I said last night, it doesn’t have to be fair. But it’s what needs to be done. Okay? Now, can you drop it. Please. Yuri is going to be here any moment, and I don’t want you to walk around calling her kingdom barbaric. She is going out of her way to give us a tour of the city. Just treat today as a holiday, okay?” Karlian said.

“Yes, your majesty,” he rumbled.

Yuri was not far behind. The demeanour of the black dragoness was a lot more regal as they walked with their entourage of guards through the palace and back outside. It had been Karlian’s idea to go for another tour of the city, this time as queen. She needed to spend some more time with her advisor to stop him from worrying about her. He had been fanatic the previous night when she had invited him for dinner, pleading to know why she had blocked him out for the entire day. Karlian’s excuse had simply been ‘I was enjoying my time with Princess Yuri, and it is good to make friends with royalty from foreign countries’. He had taken the excuse, but Karlian knew he wasn’t happy about it. If she didn’t know better, she would say he had been jealous. But she had known Lyon all her life, and he had never once showed any interest in her. Besides, he had no reason to believe that two females would get up to anything scandalous. He was as innocent as she had been. At least, she thought he was.

So, Karlian had sent a message to Yuri asking if she would be willing to bring the purple queen and the royal entourage around on an official tour of the city. Yuri had sent back a very polite yes. They wouldn’t be going to the erotic district (unfortunately), but getting Lyon out of his chambers and into the sun would do the advisor some good.

Touring the city as Queen Karlian was very different then as Amia. It started in much the same way. Yuri took the lead, taking off toward the beachside area. Karlian followed. The big difference was the royal guard all around them. Four were for Karlian, and two were for Yuri. The Ocean Side guards were a lot sleeker and prettier than the bulky hunks of muscle that the guards from Datia were. But everything in Ocean Side seemed to be that way.

Lyon flew close by Karlian’s side. He seemed to be agitated as they first took off, but as they flew she could see him begin to relax and see the city with some of the same wonder that Karlian had the day before. Yuri took them through a lot more historical areas of the city, going over aspects of the history and why certain areas were the way they are. She explained much about the various trades with the different species all over the world, and how Ocean Side was a central hub for it all. Karlian listened politely, but frankly it wasn’t nearly as exciting as watching two dragons rut each other down a dark alley. Lyon was enthralled and asked many questions throughout the tour. Eventually, as the sun hit its apex, Yuri led the group down to an emptier part of the beach.

“This is my favourite part of the city,” Yuri said as she lay down on the white sand with a sigh, her black scales making her look like a hole to the abyss amongst the white sand, “Beautiful white beaches, amazing weather most of the year, and the water is amazing.”

“It is rather amazing,” Lyon admitted, sitting down against the white sand and staring off into the ocean.

“Agreed,” Karlian said as she lay down near Yuri.

Their guards spread out in a perimeter to keep the other dragons on the beach away from the royals. The entourage got many looks from passersby’s. Dragons who rarely got a glance at any royalty were stopping and staring, whispering to each other excitedly. Some gave out some cheerful ‘good morning your majesties’ and ‘We love you, Yuri!’. Yuri excepted it all with grace, even waving her wing back at a wide-eyed hatchling who sat staring for a rather awkward amount of time.

Karlian tried her best to ignore them and enjoy what little serenity they had on the beach, “Hey Yuri, I don’t suppose we will be getting something to eat soon. I am getting rather hungry.”

“Of course,” Yuri smiled, “Lord Lyon, I don’t suppose you would mind taking one of my guards and collecting something for us, will you?”

The yellow drake seemed somewhat startled at the request, “Of course not, Princess.”

“Gile will know the way,” Yuri said, “Hey Gile, could you take our Lord to the roasts, and bring some back here for us all. Thank you so much.”

“Certainly, Princess,” Gile, a sleek dark blue dragon, said, “This why, m’Lord.”

Lyon glanced toward Karlian, who gave him a smile and waved him along. Once he was out of hearing range Karlian gave Yuri and incredulous look.

“That had to be one of the most ‘please leave us ‘nesses alone for a moment. We need to talk’ excuses I have ever heard,” she said.

Yuri giggled, “Oh come on. He bought it, didn’t here. Now we get to talk about sex without you getting worried about damaging the innocence of your tribe.”

Karlian huffed, “You know, you come off as so regal. But you really are just a slut.”

“From what I saw yesterday you are not far behind me,” Yuri said, “Now, I’m thinking, tonight we sneak out again. There is this amazing club in the erotic district where you put your name in a lottery to get free drinks. If your name is pulled you get blind folded, tied up, and you’re the nights entertainment. I haven’t had my name pulled yet, but using the dragons that do is so much fun.”

Karlian shook her head, “Sorry Yuri, I’m taking a break today.”

The black dragon frowned, “Taking a break?”

“Yes. Look, I am very sore from yesterday, alright. Your friend Rullbor has a tree trunk down there, I hope you realise, and I’m still feeling it a little bit. Besides, Queen Youla has invited me to dinner tonight, and I would like to go,” Karlian said.

Yuri tilted her head, a little astonished, “Mother invited you for dinner?”

“She did.”

“… And you agreed?”

“Of course.”

“And you want to have a break from sex today?”

“Yes.”

Yuri barked a laugh, “No one walks out of mother’s chambers without having their mind blown.”

Karlian frowned, “What?”

“Mother is a bigger sex addict then I am. I guarantee that she has a plan to get her snout between your legs tonight, and vice versa… plus a bunch of other things.”

“I’m sure it’s nothing like that,” Karlian said, trying to dismiss the rising knot in her stomach, “Your mother still thinks I’m somewhat of a prude.”

“With the way she was holding you the other night, no way she ain’t letting you leave without your pussy quivering,” Yuri said confidently, “But I guess that means I won’t be able to steal you tonight. Maybe another then?”

Karlian had gone silent and was staring at the ground in disbelief. Surely Yuri was wrong. Sure, Youla had definitely been very friendly the other day. But she was just trying to be comforting, not alluring. Though… being held like that by another female had definitely been what drove Karlian to mating with a female later that night. She gulped. Maybe she should cancel with the queen. Feign sickness, or something. But the more she thought about it, the more she came to realise that maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing. She was going to be mating with Youla with the next two weeks anyway. Why not sooner? A familiar heat washed over her, and she shuffled in the sand a bit.

“Hey, if the thought of my mother is getting you worked up, I know a way of getting a dragon off discretely through the sand. You just must try not moan,” Yuri rumbled seductively.

“No!” Karlian hissed back, a little mollified, “The last thing I want is to be aroused out in public.”

“You were fine with it yesterday,” Yuri grinned.

“That was different!” the purple dragon growled, “We were in a place that it was expected. There are families here.”

“Alright, alright,” Yuri pouted, “I won’t then. But it is a thrill.”

Karlian huffed and turned to look out into the ocean, trying to put sex out of her mind. It was surprisingly difficult.

“I do have a question,” Yuri said.

Karlian looked back at her.

“What’s going on between you and Lyon?”

Karlian frowned, “Lyon? Nothing is going on between us.”

“Oh. Really? I don’t think I’ve seen a dragon that jealous in a long time,” Yuri said.

The queen laughed, “I don’t think so. Lyon and I have been friends since we were hatchlings. He is now the royal advisor. We are important to each other yes, but there is nothing beyond platonic.”

“So, you two haven’t mated?”

“No, of course not.”

“Huh… you should.”

“What?!”

“Well, he obviously wants to get under your tail. He is hot, in a nerdish, book lover sought of way. Plus, he is absolutely devoted to you. A bit of rutting will send his devotion to the next level.”

“I’m not mating with my advisor,” Karlian said sternly.

“Hey, have it your way,” Yuri shrugged her wings, “But if you want my opinion, you are going to want a mate that knows what you are doing here. You obviously like him, and he worships you. Having a mate like that when you are off lifting your tail all around the place is a must. He may not like it, but he will do anything to be one of the ones under that tail.”

“Not everything is about sex,” Karlian said.

“Maybe not. But a surprising number of things are. Just think on it, is my advice,” Yuri replied.

The two continued to talk while they waited for the food. Eventually Lyon came back, balancing a tray of cooked steaks like the ones they had had the day before on his back. Karlian blinked in surprise, and looked at Yuri, who smirked at her.

“Thought they would remind you a bit of home. They aren’t as fancy as food back in the castle, but I know you Datia dragons love a good grill,” she said, for the benefit of Lyon.

“They taste amazing!” Lyon said as he lowered the tray to the ground, then lay down on the side of the two dragonesses, “Your majesty, you must try one.”

She looked carefully at the yellow dragon as she skewered one of the steaks with her claw. He seemed completely enamoured as she opened her mouth and snapped down on the steak, the swallowed it. His eyes met hers, and he quickly looked away as if a little flustered. She wasn’t sure what to think about that. So, she chose not to. She would worry about any hidden crushes later.

After their small lunch they were back into the air, where Yuri showed them around the outskirts of the city. She showed them where they brought in the much of the fish, the city’s main trade, and they even spoke to some of the fisher dragons that worked out at sea. From there they went up the cliff face on the easter side, heading toward an area that Karlian remembered quite well. She found herself narrowing her eyes toward the black dragon, and Yuri smiled back in her innocent way.

“And here,” she said as the settled into a safe hover above the gate leading into the erotic section of the city, “Is where the other main trade of the city happens. Sex. Creatures come from all over the world to see what is available within the avenues of pleasure. If you like, your majesty and my lord, I would be more than happy to take you through.”

“No thank you,” Lyon quickly answered, giving a flustered glance toward Karlian, as if begging her to say no, “I think we are fine.”

Karlian nodded in agreement, though inwardly she thought it would be interesting heading through there as herself, and not under a disguise, “I appreciate the offer Yuri, but we better not.”

Yuri gave a disappointed sigh, “Very well. We shall head back to the castle again.”

They got back to the castle late in the afternoon. Karlian estimated an hour or so before sunset. It gave her some time to prepare herself for dinner with the other queen. One that she was getting increasingly nervous about. Yuri lead them back through the castle, stopping at Lyon’s chamber first.

Lyon stopped at the door and hesitated, “Thank you for today, Princess, it was enlightening.”

“You’re welcome m’lord,” replied Yuri.

“And it was good spending some time with you… your majesty. Perhaps tonight we can have dinner together again?” he asked, a little anxiously.

Karlian sighed, “Maybe another night, sorry Lyon. Queen Youla is having me for dinner.”

“Ah,” he seemed disappointed.

“Tomorrow though, should no other royal engagements come upon me,” Karlian smiled.

“Tomorrow then,” he said eagerly, “Have a wonderful evening.”

Karlian and Yuri continued back toward Karlian’s chambers. The black dragoness seemed positively giddy. The queen made a point to ignore her as they headed back. They reach the door, and Karlian’s two remaining guards set up their stations on the outside. The queen went to say goodbye to Yuri, but the black dragon practically pushed her way through the door. Karlian sighed, and closed the door behind her.

“We are not doing anything,” she said to the princess.

“I know, not trying to. I’ll eat you out another night,” Yuri said nonchalantly, “buttt… just wanted to say, have fun tonight. Mother is… well… you’ll quickly find out where I got it from.”

“I’m sure Queen Youla will be perfectly appropriate,” Karlian said.

Yuri chuckled, “Definitely. Now, you sure you don’t want any help getting ready? I won’t leave you unsatisfied this time.”

“I am sure. Now, have a wonderful night, Yuri,” said Karlian, ushering her out of the room.

From then, Karlian spent the next forty minutes tidying herself up. She shined her scales to perfection, polished her horns, made sure her claws looked elegant, but not too sharp considering what she might be using her paws for. She even used some of the cream Therral had given her to help heal the inner walls of her slit. She instantly felt better afterward. She then stretched out her tail a couple of tails, trying to relieve some the tension. She flapped her wings, checked her teeth in a little mirror that she found within the room. Then, when she was perfectly presentable, she pressed the button to call Shion to the room. The front door this time, not through the hidden walkways.

The cyan dragoness was quick to come, “You called, your majesty?”

“Yes, thank you Shion. Could you show me the way to Queen Youla’s chambers? She has invited me to dinner.”

“Of course,” Shion responded.

Karlian’s two guards fell beside her and they followed the servant through the castle. Karlian kept her eyes forward, and tried not too think too much about what exactly was about to happen. She went through all she knew about the white queen. Youla and Ashen’s mateship was a political one to join their two kingdoms together, but it seemed that they were entirely against this idea. She wondered if the two of them even liked each other, for how open they seemed to be with the prospect of sex with everyone. The two of them had built the city from scratch after all, and that aspect of it was a large part of the empire.

She was coming to accept the way the city worked. Well… more than accept. She had actively participated in the city’s most deprave activities… and she had enjoyed herself. She had enjoyed it a lot. Enough that she was eagerly looking forward to heading into the erotic district again. There were so many tantalizing things she could do. Things she wanted to try. Yet there was still a part of her, deep inside, that was horrified that she could allow herself to engage so recklessly with strange dragons. Now, here she was, walking toward one of the most powerful dragons in the kingdom, the one that had breathed this place to life, and she was anticipating the same orgasmic pleasure she had felt every other day she had been there. Gone were any thoughts about having a break for the day.

Shion stopped beside a large door and used her forepaw to give several light taps. A couple seconds went by before the door pushed open to reveal the glittering pink form of Byba. The head servant smiled happily when she saw them.

“Your majesty, great to have you. Please, come in! Though I must insist Shion and your guards stay outside,” she said.

“Thank you, Byba,” Karlian said as she approached the door, “You two, feel free to be dismissed for the evening. Shion, you to. I shall call for you again tomorrow.”

“Have a wonderful evening, your majesty,” Shion said, bowing her head.

“If it’s all the same to you, your majesty, Lyon has given us express instructions to stay by your side. We will wait out here,” said her guard, the large gold male Chryus.

Karlian shrugged her wings, “Very well. Suit yourselves.”

With that she walked through the large door. The door closed behind her with a rather heavy thud. Karlian looked around curiously. The room before her was massive. More like a large home in and of itself. It had several quartered off sections, though there were no doors inside. And everything was startlingly white. Clean, and spotless. It was like Karlian had walked into a completely different world.

“This way, your majesty. Queen Youla is waiting in the main chamber,” Byba said.

The pink dragon trotted forward, her hips swaying back and forth in a rather alluring manner. Though she made the movement seem completely accidental. Karlian followed, finding a familiar heat circling through her as the sweet aroma from the pink dragon permeated her nostrils. The queen opted to breathe through her mouth. Though that didn’t stop her from looking around as they walked.

They passed by an opening into what looked like some sort of study, with shelves full of books and desks covered by paper. On several of those pieces of paper were some rather suspect drawings of what looked like a mechanical penis. Karlian wasn’t able to get a close enough look to really affirm that thought. The next room was a large area with closed shelves on each side. There was a circle in the middle of the same spongey substance prevalent in her own room. Attached to the floor looked to be several straps. The room after that had a large nest inside. Neatly made, with pristine black blankets and pillows that seemed like a bottomless hole in all the white.

Then, there was the main chamber. As Karlian walked inside she looked around in amazement. An amazement that quickly turned into a flush of embarrassment. Like the rest of the place, it was primarily white. There was a door on one side, which opened to reveal a violet-coloured dragon coming through with a tray of food balanced on his wing. There was a large dip in the centre, where a greyish couch lined the outer edge, all made from the same spongey substance, which was dyed a dark grey. Then, lining walls were dozens of indents, show shelves that carried the most prominent thing about the chamber. Dildos. Hundreds of them. All in different shapes, sizes, and materials. From one curly one that looked suspiciously like a tentacle, to a small nearly cute one with a bulging knot at the back, then to a massive piece of equipment that looked fashioned after a horse.

“Queen Karlian! I am so glad you made it. Please, come join me,” Youla’s cheery voice echoed through the chamber

Karlian’s head snapped over to the white queen, whom she hadn’t noticed lounging on the couch. The delectable aroma of different spiced and seasoned meats wafted through the room, doing a bit to overpower Byba’s scent. The purple dragon bowed her head quickly to the other queen, hoping she hadn’t shown any disrespect.

“Your majesty,” Karlian said, “It is good to see you to.”

“Oh, nonsense with formalities. Please, call me Youla while in the privacy of my chambers. And I hope you do not mind if I refer to you by your name as well,” Youla said.

“Not at all,” Karlian said hurriedly as she stepped into the pit, laying herself down on one part of the circular couch and trying her best to avoid looking at the walls.

It was then her new position revealed a much more vulgar piece of art. A life sized, grey, dragon statue lay on the far side of the chamber. A large dragon, with all the same characteristics as the ashen king, Dashen. The lifelike statue of the king was laying on his back, his head raised up and looking upward in an expression that could only be self-assured pleasure. His hind legs were spread, and rising up from between them was a massive cock. One that couldn’t have been real. Karlian let out a quickly muffled whimper of surprise. It was thick, ridged, with a mushroom shaped head that looked like it would stretch her open further than anything had before. She couldn’t help but stare.

Youla laughed, “Oh, you must forgive my hobby. It is rather a strange one, I must admit, but dragons are hoarders by nature, are they not?”

Karlian forced herself to look back toward the queen, trying to regain herself, “Umm… that we are… I guess.”

Youla’s white head bobbed up and drown, “You are more than welcome to peruse my collection of course. I would even lend some to you should you feel inclined.”

Karlian was once gain feeling her snout burning up, “I… appreciate the offer. Perhaps later.”

Youla’s eyes glinted mischievously, “Yes, perhaps.”

The purple queen looked toward the middle of the indent, where the food was currently being placed by several more servants who had all entered as Karlian made herself comfortable. It was a feast like the one she had had with the Ocean Side royal family a couple of nights ago. Though much smaller. Many of the foods were the same as Karlian studied them. It was a far safer place to look than anywhere else.

“Please, don’t wait on my account. Help yourself,” Youla said as she reached down and stabbed a piece of meat with her claw, “Don’t worry about any mess. The servants will clean it up once we are done.”

Karlian nodded her head gratefully and brought a piece of some sort of meat covered in a gooey brown liquid. She popped it into her mouth and murmured with pleasure at the explosion of sweet and savoury that came with it. Truly, no food she had ever was so good as the ones the Ocean Side royal family dined on seemingly daily. She loved it, but part of her also loved the food from back home. The burnt fiery taste of a grilled steak was truly something she never wished to go without. But this was a close second.

Youla had stretched out over the couch. Her long sinuous body polished to perfection. Her wings were hugged to her flanks, and she had lay down on her side so that her underside was fully visible to the other queen. Including the slightly puffy slit between her hind legs. A flash of odd colour amongst the otherwise white scales. It was just another place Karlian was trying not to stare at too much. She had opted to lay on her stomach.

“So, Karlian,” Youla began as she snapped up a skewered kebab, the wooden stick cracking between her teeth, “Have you been enjoying my kingdom the past couple of days?”

“Very much,” Karlian said easily, adopting her mask of polite conversation, “Your daughter, Yuri, took us for a tour of the city today. It is impressive what you and King Dashen have managed to do in five decades.”

“Hmm, it is,” Youla said with a chuckle, “And it is only growing. Though I am sure that with our new alliance your kingdom will do so as well. How long have you been queen now?”

“A little over a year,” Karlian said, “I hope to bring my kingdom into the golden age that seems to be pouring out from here. From what I have heard, all kingdoms within the alliance seem to prosper.”

“They do,” Youla said, with a sigh, “It is a shame your parents never joined. I do not believe I ever offered condolences for their untimely death. War is a horrid thing, and recovering from one is never something I would wish on my worst enemy.”

Karlian shuffled her wings, the death of her parents was still a rather sore spot for her, “Thank you. I… miss them greatly. They were truly great as king and queen, if a little stubborn in their ways. I don’t hold that against them though.”

“It is the way of things,” Youla said, “And I must say, from what I’ve heard about you, I believe they would be quite proud of the queen you have become.”

Karlian chuckled, “Thank you. I hope that is true. Though I can’t help but wonder if they are judging me from above for opting to join the dragon alliance.”

“You haven’t had much choice,” Youla said softly, “Not after the war. I think they would recognise that and would be proud regardless.”

Karlian smiled at the other dragoness, “This kingdom is far more than I ever expected.”

Youla had her own laugh, “You are not the first that has said that. Nor will you be the last. I promise though, Karlian, that I will do my best to help you get your kingdom from the brink of destruction. I have always loved Datia, and it hurts me to see it so dishevelled.”

“We will recover. Eventually. But I appreciate your support. It means a lot,” Karlian said, hiding her shock and the sincerity in Youla’s voice. It seemed the white dragon really did care about Datia, and more than that, about Karlian herself.

“Now, enough of depressing subjects,” Youla announced suddenly, “I hope you don’t mind if I get some entertainment for us? I do like watching some erotic theatre while I eat.”

“Erotic theatre?” Karlian said, hesitantly.

“Yes. Would you be okay with that?” Youla asked, staring at the other queen intently, as if judging her reaction.

Karlian felt her muzzle heating up again as she met Youla’s eye, “I… umm… that would be fine.”

“Good! Do you have a preference for males or females? Or both?”

Karlian shuffled awkwardly, “No… no strong preference either way.”

“Aah, interesting,” Youla’s eyes sparkled as if she had just confirmed something, “Byba, dear! Would you mind putting on a small show for us?”

“Not at all, your majesties,” The pink dragon, who had been sitting off to the side of the room, said in bubbly eagerness.

Karlian watched, her entire body as still as the statue except for the flicking of the tip of her tail. Byba approached the stone statue, her backside swinging in its alluring swing, this time very deliberate in her gait. She stopped at the statues hind area, and with a sweeping movement, lowered herself with elegance, her front end sinking to the floor and her tail raising up in a curl. The pink dragon’s slit was, much like the rest of her, small, elegant, and smooth. The small pucker of her tail hole above it even seemed tantalizing. She certainly wasn’t quite aroused yet, but Karlian knew that it was going to be changing soon. She watched, entranced as the dragoness swung her hips back and forth, looking at the two queens with an eager smile on her muzzle. A small needy whimper sounded from her, one that caused a fierce heat to burn through Karlian. The purple queen shuffled again, quite aware that if she moved there would be a slight dampness left.

Byba’s tail sensually curled back down. The tip moved with expert control as she inserted the tip and pulled at the lips of her own vagina, spreading it open for the queen as she let out another needy moan, her wings fluttering a little. The fleshy inside of the dragon’s slit was getting wet. The arousing smell swirling to mix in with the food. Byba then began rubbing the tip of her tail along the outer edges of her folds, rumbling with eagerness as she moved her hips back and forth with those movements.

“So,” Youla said, snapping up piece of cooked fruit, “I heard that you have been spending a lot of time with Yuri.”

Karlian tore her eyes way from Byba, and back to the queen, “I… I have. We have become friends, I hope.”

“That is good. Yuri is a headstrong dragoness. I hope that friendship with a queen such as yourself will help mature her a little. She is around your age as well, I believe,” Youla said.

“We are. I hatched a couple of months before she did, I believe,” Karlian said.

“Ah, I remember that. But hatchlings grow up so fast, it seems like yesterday,” Youla rumbled.

They were interrupted by a loud moan from Byba as she sunk the first couple of inches of her tail into her vagina. She began thrusting her tail back and forth with slow methodical movements. Her liquid arousal stuck to the appendage, causing some erotic squelches to follow the movements. She caught Karlian’s eye as she thrust her tail back and forth. Byba licked her lips, her mouth open as she moaned directly at the queen, thrusting her tail even further inside herself. It was as though Byba was actively enjoying Karlian watching her. Scratch that, the pink dragoness definitely was.

“Seems… like forever ago for me,” Karlian tried a half-hearted attempt at a joke.

Youla laughed, “I guess it would. Dragons rarely remember their own hatching. That would make you twenty two? Correct?”

“Yes.”

“Ah, have you thought about what you might do for a mate yet? It is important to secure your legacy as a monarch.”

“Not… not quite. I haven’t really had much time to think about it,” Karlian admitted.

“Hmm, I was only twenty when I was mated to Dashen. That was a trying time, let me tell you. But I hope you will find someone you at least like help raise your children. What about that yellow fellow? Your advisor, Lord Lyon?”

Karlian looked at the queen in a bit of shock, “Why is everyone bringing him up suddenly?”

Youla shrugged her wings, “He seems a good choice is all. And you shouldn’t delay too much longer either. As the only one left alive of your blood, it will be horrendous for you to tragically pass away.”

“I… I guess. But… there are too many things to think about at the moment. Love and family is quite low on the list.”

“Then raise it higher. Queen to queen, love and family is the most important thing that you can give to your kingdom. That someone to lean on when the going gets tough, and the reassurance that your blood will continue after your death, it is more important than anything else.”

Byba had flipped onto her back now. Her hind legs were spread toward the queens as her forepaw teased her folds. Once again, Karlian found her eye. The pink dragon was huffing with need as she rubbed against her clit. She whimpered needily to Karlian, thrusting her hips up against her paw as she sunk the talon into herself.

“I… I guess. It’s… never been something I’ve been that interested in… I guess. A strong queen should be able to run a kingdom by herself,” Karlian stammered, trying to keep a mind on the conversation at hand.

“Maybe. But to be a strong queen one must have a strong king. Or at least, someone that can hold you up. Trust me, Karlian. Mateship is difficult. My first few years with Dashen, we were practically at each other’s throats. It wasn’t until we came to a mutual agreement that we were able to make this kingdom what it is today. He couldn’t have done it without me, neither me without him. Just think about it.”

“I’m a little surprised that you are not trying to push one of your sons toward me,” Karlian said honestly.

Youla laughed, “Oh, if there were any that were a good fit I would definitely try. But… no offence… they would hate Datia. They are all sex-crazed young-uns that stick their dicks into anything that moves and says yes. I’m proud of them, but your kingdom would be torture for them.”

Karlian laughed at that, “I suppose I can see the issue. Actually… that is a question I would ask. How do the other kings and queens of the other kingdoms handle your way of… diplomacy. To my knowledge monogamy is quite big in many of those kingdoms.”

“They are willing to do what is necessary,” Youla said, “And it works. All the leaders are very friendly with one another. It is difficult to stay mad at someone when they have rutted you through three climaxes and then licked you clean. How they justify it to themselves, well, you will have to ask them.”

Byba let out another squealy moan, pumping her paw against her slit as she began to thrust heavily into herself. She was vigorously rubbing against her clit, teasing the pleasure nub with frantic movements.

“Karlian… oh… ah yes,” She moaned out loud, “I’m… I’m gonna… Ooooh…. Yes my queen!”

Byba’s entire body seized up. The only movement was her forepaw stroking at her slit in rapid, back and forth movements. She then thrust her hips upward, and her feminine juices squirted out in a high-pressure geyser. She continued to moan Kalian’s name, as she coated her hips underside in her climax. The queen in question watched with wide eyes, breathing nearly as heavily as Byba did in her afterglow.

“Good show Byba! That was spectacular, as always. Could you get one of the dildos next? Your choice. Maybe a slow tease this time,” Youla said.

“Yes… your majesty,” Byba panted.

She rolled to her feet, her body shuddering a little as she made her way to the wall. She only took a couple of moments before selecting two of the phalluses from the wall. One rather medium size one, then one larger more rigid one. She held them both in one paw and awkwardly walked back to where the statue was on her three available legs. From there, she rolled onto her back, her hind legs spread once more to reveal her soaking mess of a vent. She grabbed the smaller one of the dildos, and tentatively put the tip into her mouth, rumbling as she began to suckle on it.

“That is another reason for picking Lyon as your mate, actually,” Youla continued their conversation, looking back at Karlian.

The purple queen dragged her eyes from the show and back to Youla, “Umm… sorry… what is?”

“You will need to have a mate that is knowledgeable on what you will be doing as part of the alliance and will be okay with it,” Youla said.

Karlian hadn’t even thought of that, “I… suppose.”

“Unless you know another royal within your kingdom that will be okay with you lifting your tail for other dragons,” Youla continued.

“I’m not even sure Lyon will be,” Karlian admitted.

“But he will accept it.”

“I… guess.”

“Unless you want to mate that will allow you to indulge as much as you like,” Youla said, studying Karlian, “Perhaps you would like to be able to engage your innermost desires as much as you want, without the guilty conscious of betraying your lover.”

“M… maybe…” Karlian admitted sheepishly, struggling to comprehend what she was saying. After the amount of fun she had had the past couple of days, sticking to one male seemed like it would be rather… boring.

“Then there are always princes in some of the other kingdoms that would be happy to have an open relationship with a queen,” Youla said, “I will happily introduce you to some of them, or at least their parents.”

“I’m… not sure… about that. Maybe. If I like one of them.”

“Of course. Still, I would think about it,” Youla said as she absently stretched one of her hind legs out and purred a little, revealing the increasingly wet slit between them.

Byba was giving muffle moans as she had put the entire toy into her mouth, grunting and suckling as she teased her own folds with the tip of her tail. Karlian wondered what that slit would taste like. Would it be as intoxicating as the pink dragon’s scent?

“Do you mind doing me a favour, Karlian,” Youla asked as she rolled onto her back.

Karlian looked at the queen, “Not at all.”

“Could you lick my vagina for a bit? Just the surface area. I’m aching for a bit of relief, but don’t want to cum just yet. Byba’s shows always get me like this,” The white queen sighed, as if she was asking for the most basic thing in the world.

Karlian felt herself freeze, her mouth half open in shock. Sure, she was expecting the queen to make a move. But to ask so directly, so nonchalantly. She hadn’t expected that. She still wasn’t sure if she wanted to mate with the queen. Well, that was a lie. She did want to. She just wasn’t sure if she should.

“You… umm… want me to… what exactly?” Karlian stammered.

“Lick my vagina,” Youla repeated, her tail coming up and gently rubbing at the crease of her slit, “Do you not want to?”

That question was so incredibly loaded that Karlian wasn’t sure she would be able to voice all the complications that came with an honest answer. She gulped, before gently nodding her head.

“Great! Thank you. I’ll be sure to return the favour in a bit,” the white dragon lay her head back on the couch and used the tip of her fluid covered tail to gesture Karlian over.

Karlian slowly got off the couch. She glanced over at Byba, who had taken the dildo out of her mouth. She was whimpering softly and whimpered even louder when Karlian looked her way. Her tail was curled around the shaft, and she was rubbing the tip against her slit in slow round patterns, yet to insert it.

The purple queen walked over to Youla, who had moved her tail so it was laying off the side of the couch, allowing Karlian to settled herself down at the other queen’s hind legs. Karlian looked down at the soaking wet pussy, the smell of Youla’s arousal reminiscent of sunflowers. How did all the dragons in this city smell so amazing? She glanced up at Youla. The white queen seemed to not even be paying attention, her eyes fixated on Byba. The pink dragoness was currently pushing the first several inches of the dildo into her, moaning, and whimpering as if it was the best thing she had ever felt.

Karlian turned her attention back to the pussy in front of her. She licked her lips, then slowly lowered her head and gently licking at the crease. Youla let out a sigh of satisfaction, finally looking at Karlian approvingly. Karlian blushed at Youla’s purr of encouragement. She licked again, pressing in slightly so her tongue opened the pliable slit in front of her a little.

“Ah, yes, that scratches that itch,” Youla rumbled, laying her head back, “No deeper than that. No faster. Just that little tongue of yours, doing such a marvellous job. It’s almost like you’ve done it before?”

Karlian felt herself blush again but didn’t answer.

“When was your first time?” Youla continued, seeming intent on continuing their conversation.

“It… was… with Therral… a couple of days ago,” Karlian admitted.

“Therral? Really!” Youla looked up at Karlian, for the first time shocked.

Karlian licked at the slit again, not wanting to meet the judgement that was surely to be in Youla’s eyes.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed. Therral is a great dragon to choose for your first time. Quite a skilled pleaser, that one. I’m more shocked you have been a virgin most of your life. With how much time you spent with Yuri yesterday, I was quite sure that you were a secret lesbian so stooped in tradition you were eager to break out.”

Karlian stopped her licking for a moment and looked up at Youla, surprised, “Do I give that impression?”

“A little, though I guess if you have been mating with Therral that throws my theories out of the water. You are simply a sex starved youngster, finally breaking out of her shell,” Youla said with a pleased smile.

“I’m not sure its as simple as… that,” Karlian said, slightly affronted by the queen’s breakdown of her current turmoil.

“You are thinking too much, my fellow queen,” Youla said as her tail came up and wrapped around Karlian’s neck in an almost gentle, possessive hug, “I can see it in your eyes. You are so eager for pleasure you can barely hold yourself back. Well, its okay. Here you no longer need to stop yourself. Indulge as much, as often, and in as many ways as you like.”

The almost motherly gentleness in Youla’s words left a strange feeling that almost brushed the doubt away. Karlian whimpered a little, lowering her head while looking into Youla’s kind, pleased eyes, and she continued her steady lapping of the white queen’s slit. Youla rumbled in encouragement, her tail coiling a little tighter. Byba’s moans echoed from the background. For the first time since she had came to this kingdom, Karlian felt fully comfortable.

“Now, my queen, why don’t you open those legs of yours and show me how wet your pussy is,” Youla said, “Show me how eager you are to indulge.”

Karlian’s snout burned, but she did as she was told. She shifted position so she was laying on her side, and lifted her hind leg to reveal the dripping purple slit between her legs. Now that Youla had brought attention to it, Karlian was feeling incredibly hot down there. It was as though words themselves could drive a climax out of her.

“So… so… alluring, Karlian,” Youla said, her eyes very obviously staring between the other queen’s legs, “Could you spread yourself a little. Just the tip of your tail.”

Karlian hesitated, “Umm… my tail is… very sore at the moment. I don’t think I can reach all the way around.”

Youla frowned, “Oh, what a shame. Hmm… Byba dear! Stop what you’re doing for a moment please. Can you come and spread Karlian’s vagina for me. Bring the large dildo as well.”

Byba let out an almost frustrated whimper as she stopped the gentle thrusting of the toy inside her. She carefully pulled it out with a wet squelch, her body shivering with intense regret. But she listened to her queen. She shakily got to her feet. She held the smaller phallus in the coil of her tail, while she picked up the larger one with a forepaw and hopped down to where the queens were.

Karlian watched with baited breath as the pink dragoness drew closer. Byba moaned a little again as she neared the queens, looking between them, and more accurately, the lovely view she had between each of their hind legs. She stepped over to where Karlian was, sitting down on her haunches, and staring with an intense desire at the purple queen’s slit. She went to lean forward, when a growl from Youla stopped her.

“Not licking her. I said spread her slit. I want to see,” She commanded her servant.

Byba gave another upset whine. She then reached forward and, with the base of her cute paws, touched the surface of Karlian’s slit. Karlian gave a soft hiss of pleasure as Byba carefully inserted two of her claws and used them to ply apart the flesh of the queen’s most vulnerable area.

“There we go,” Youla rumbled, “Such a beautiful, neglected, slit. You must have suffered so much having only your paws and tail for pleasure for so long. Oh, we are going to fix that. I’m going to show and teach you so much, Karlian. So… so much.”

Karlian was once again heating up in embarrassment as Youla complimented her private area, and Byba continued staring with thinly veiled obsession. Karlian could feel Byba’s paws shaking slightly against her slit. She could imagine that there was a lot Byba wanted to do. Karlian wanted the pink dragon to do those things as well. But her tongue was so thoroughly tied with what Youla had said she wasn’t sure she would be able to speak if she wanted to.

Youla began to twist her tail, forcing Karlian to role onto her back, leaving her much more exposed to anything the pink dragoness was about to do. Not only that, but once Karlian had been turned over, Youla unwrapped her tail and, hunching over in a startlingly display of flexibility, pulled Karlian further up the couch so her snout was resting right on Youla’s vagina. Every breath Karlian took was full of the queen’s scent, and her nostrils were quickly covered in Youla’s arousal.

“Just relax,” Youla purred as she ground her hips against the upside-down queen’s head, “Breath it in. Let us take care of you. Byba, please insert that dildo into that begging pussy. It needs it so much. Give Karlian the pleasure she deserves for being such a wonderful queen.”

“Yes… your majesty,” Byba moaned out.

Karlian tried to lift her head to see what was happening, but Youla held her down, continuing to use Karlian’s snout as an easy masturbation tool. The purple queen squirmed a little, whimpering softly as she felt a something slap against the surface of her slit. It began to move up and down, spreading the lower lips open just slight as Karlian’s fluid was smeared all over the edges of her slit. Then, it began to press inside, spreading her open nearly as much as Rullbor had the previous day.

Karlian moaned and thrust her hips upward, but that didn’t make the insertion go any faster. She tried to open her mouth to ask for more, but Youla had her paw pressed firmly to the underside of Karlian’s jaw, holding it closed as she grinded. Byba, despite being so eager, seemed to be taking Youla’s orders to heart as she only had a couple of inches inside, before retracting the penis and thrusting it back in again. It was agony, but a beautiful, intoxicating agony that made all other things fall away.

Karlian wiggled, hissed, and moaned, moving her snout around against the slit pressed against her. Youla had practically wrapped her paw around the tip of Karlian’s jaw and snout, and was pulling herself back and forth to cover the entirety of Karlian’s forehead in her juices. Byba thrust the dildo back and forth, now sinking over half the phallus into the queen with each movement.

“Byba, why don’t you suckle at the queen’s neglected clit? That needs a bit of love as well,” Youla ordered.

Byba eagerly obliged. Karlian, so engrossed in the pleasure and the addictive smell shrouding her nostrils, didn’t consider what the words meant until the shaft slowly spearing her open was shoved all the way to the base. She gave a muffled scream as she was stretched open. Then the scream intensified as something wet and warm engulfed the pleasure nub at the apex of her vagina. She bucked against her captors, trying desperately to thrust back into the pleasure, but both Byba and Youla held her down.

“Yes Karlian, feel how you are getting that wonderful, full feeling. Imagine that every day, all day, for the rest of your life. That’s what you deserve, my queen. Don’t hold back. You are allowed to cum if you need to.”

Karlian squealed as Byba withdrew the toy to halfway, then plunged it back inside her, repeating the motion over and over again while she sucked at the queen’s clit like it was the most addictive thing in the world. Karlian didn’t last much longer. Youla had let go of her snout, and Karlian shamelessly roared out her pleasure as her vent clamped down on the toy. Her entire body shuddered and spasmed as the extasy washed over her. Her tail whipped back and forth, slapping the pink dragoness several times, who ignored the unintended abuse and continued thrusting the toy with rigorous intensity, and continued her suckling of Kalian’s clit throughout the climax.

Eventually, Byba pulled back, breathing heavily as Karlian wound down. She felt as though she was living in a haze of afterglow. It had to be one of the biggest climax’s of her life. The only thing it was missing was that wonderful, warm filling of being full of cum. But the massive phallus lodged within her was still a close second.

“Thank you Byba. Please get some of the servants to come and clear away the empty platters, and standby, in case you are needed,” Youla said.

“Yes… yes your majesty,” Byba said with thinly veiled need, stepping away and leaving the massive length trapped inside Karlian.

Youla turned her attention to the heavily breathing queen, “How was that, your majesty?”

“A…amazing,” Karlian murmured, still tingling all over, “Do… do you get this every day?”

“Only when I want to. You must be careful with strong climaxes. As amazing as they are, having them too often can harm your enjoyment of the simpler acts,” Youla said.

“I… I guess that makes sense,” Karlian rumbled.

“But I’m glad you had so much fun,” Youla purred as she gently ran her claws along the underside of Karlian’s jaw, causing the purple queen to shiver slightly, “Because I wanted to offer you a proposition.”

“A… a proposition?” Karlian asked.

“Yes. Considering your lack of experience, I want to teach you. To prepare you for the carnal signing,” Youla said.

“Oh… I mean… I won’t say no,” Karlian said, “But that was… kinda my idea of mating with Therral. He said he’d help.”

“And he has already done an amazing job. You wouldn’t have done this with me three days ago,” Youla purred, “But he is not a queen. When royals get together for an event such as this, there is a lot that goes on. Plus… I want to build your confidence. I wasn’t lying about what I said. You deserve this pleasure, Karlian. Whenever you want it. If you’re feeling a bit rowdy while walking through the hallways, you should feel more than comfortable to order one of the servants walking around to lap you to an orgasm in the halls. You should be able to order someone to rut you into climax in the gardens should you desire it. I want you to be able to raise your tail in the city centre and get one of your guards to pleasure their queen as needed in front of all your adoring subjects. That’s the devotion you deserve, my dear queen. If you will allow me to, I will get you there.”

Karlian felt herself blushing, “I… I don’t know if I want all that. But the pleasure is nice…”

“It’s about what you deserve, Karlian,” Youla rumbled, “And you deserve all the satisfaction you desire. Especially after what you’ve done for your kingdom. Will you allow me to show you?”

“Oh… okay,” Karlian stammered.

“Goood…” Youla purred as she began to move her hips against the queen’s snout again, “The first lesson is a very simple one. Be direct.”

“D.. direct?” Karlian asked.

“Yes. What do you want? Karlian. Tell me. No hiding, no politeness. Be clear. Say what you want to do to me. What you want me to do to you.”

“Umm…”

“No hesitation. What is the first thing that comes to your mind?”

“I… want to make you cum as well,” Karlian said.

“Good! Now, how do you want to do that? Tell me!”

“I… I am going to lick you…” Karlian flushed.

“Confidence, my queen. Speak as though it is truth! Not as if you are wondering if you are correct or not.”

The purple queen pulled herself out of Youla’s grasp, blinking a little as the feminine juices of the other dragoness trickled down the edges of her snout. Youla’s scent was all Karlian could smell. It was like an intoxicating drug that drove her to the point of madness. She needed more of it, not just the teasing of her snout that had been happening for the past couple of minutes. She pulled that conviction out of her as she spoke again.

“I’m going to shove my snout into your lovely slit and split you open with my tongue until you are writhing around my snout and roaring out your pleasure,” Karlian snarled.

“Yes… oh yess,” Youla’s head fell back on the couch, her hind legs stretching open, “Do it…!”

So, Karlian stepped forward, staring down at the intoxicating puffy slit between Youla’s legs. She didn’t hesitate, practically diving forward. Her tongue delve down into those folds, the slimy appendage extending to the maximum to get as far as she could into Youla’s insides. She pushed hard with her snout against the vagina, feeling its wet lips open up around her nostrils as she drowned in the other queen’s scent. Her tongue lapped at the fleshy walls, the overpowering taste of sunflowers and summer tearing through her senses, allowing her to give a deep, throaty moan.

Karlian’s new belly down position had her pushing the shaft still deep within her a little further. She began to roll her hips, the full and split open sent lovely tingles of pleasure through her still sensitive vagina. Unfortunately, it wasn’t able to move itself, but it was enough for the moment. Enough at least to keeping the need at bay. It allowed her to focus entirely and the delicacy in front of her.

She felt the queen’s pleasure nub at the edge of her snout, and she began to rub the little nub with her snout. Youla howled out in ecstasy. She placed her paws on Karlian’s head, then pushed up with her slit to force the snout of Karlian even further, stretching herself out a shocking amount. She pushed, humping upwards with hefty moans. Each movement pushed Karlian’s nose and jaw even further inside, until the fleshy tunnel was stretched so far Karlian found the entire first half of her snout embedded in the queen. Ever breath was full of female pheromones and liquid arousal. Still, her tongue thrashed around within the vagina, scooping up as much of the liquids as possible, then pressing on certain sensitive points that caused Youla to screech so loud that she was shocked the entire castle didn’t hear.

It was beginning to get difficult to breathe. But Karlian wouldn’t give up. She wanted to push Youla over the edge. She was infatuated with making the white queen feel as good as she had felt. Then, it happened. She felt the fleshy walls clamp down suddenly on her snout as the white dragon’s entire body tensed up, Youla yowling even louder as she pushed against Karlian’s head with as much force as she could. Karlian was shoved down even further so her eyes were nearly up directly in the slit of the larger dragon.

Fluid coated Karlian’s maw, nose, and splashed up all over the rest of her head, forcing her to close her eyes. She continued licking as Youla rode out her orgasm. Deep, instinctual growls thudded through her as she ground herself against the snout deep inside her. Ten seconds past, then twenty as the vaginal muscles continued to contract tightly. Karlian felt herself begin to get lightheaded. Stars flickered across her vision. Then, Youla fell limp against the couch, breathing heavily. Karlian pulled her head upward, letting out a gasping breath as she quickly sucked oxygen back into her body. She lay her chin against the queen’s gaping vagina, huffing nearly as much as Youla was.

“Oh… Karlian… that was amazing… but do you mind moving… I’m a little sore,” Youla gave a chuckle.

“Oh! Sorry,” Karlian scooted herself back a little.

The queen raised her paw, gave her talons a little wave, and some golden light trickled down between her thighs. Some of the flesh inside certainly looked a little redder than they should have been. But the golden light healed the minor wounds up easily.

“I’m sorry,” Karlian said, “I didn’t realise… I hurt you.”

“Not at all. The feeling of nearly your entire head being inside me made it more than worth it. I should get my servants to do that more often,” Youla chuckled, her tail flicking back and forth, “Oh, my, my. You are quite a mess.”

Karlian blushed, “I don’t mind.”

The thick, viscous liquid all over her snout actually felt rather nice. It smelled strongly of Youla’s arousal, and seemed to almost seep into the scales of her snout.

“Hmm… ah, we will clean it off in a bit,” Youla said as she lay her head back.

A clash of plates distracted Kalian for a moment. There were a couple of servants that were picking up the left over dishes from their meal. They openly glanced over at Youla’s open pussy, and the male among them had a raging erection. Though, to his benefit, he seemed focused on finishing his job before dealing with his issue. Karlian almost asked him to stay and put that length inside her. She could do with the feeling of being cum inside again. But she still hesitated.

“I don’t think you will have any trouble with the carnal signing, with a bit of training anyway” Youla continued.

Karlian blushed, “I… still haven’t really been with more than two dragons at a time.”

“That’s further than what a lot started with, but if you truly want to own that meeting, I will train you up in the art of pleasure. You will have the other kings and queens willing to give you anything for a taste of your pussy,” Youla purred.

“I didn’t think sex was so political,” Karlian chuckled.

“Oh, my dear queen, it is. I have gotten very beneficial treaties through the simple act of sucking the dick of a ‘far too sure of themselves’ king. Then allowing free access to my body from a nervous prince. Or even a young noble dragoness who wasn’t sure what to do with the new feelings running through her body. Sex can be a very powerful weapon, if you are willing to use it,” Youla said with sultry grin.

“Why… why are you helping me… like this?” asked Karlian.

“Because I want free access to that cute slit of yours,” Youla said with a rumble, “And I like you. More than just physically. You are an amazing queen, Karlian. I want someone like you on my side.”

Karlian flushed, “I don’t know if I can grant free access… I don’t think mating in front of my tribe will be taken very well.”

“Maybe not, but I would like to rut you on the throne sometime. That is always fun,” Youla said in a manner that left Karlian wondering if the queen was joking or not, “Also, feel free to keep the dildo you have inside you. Consider it a gift. Your first toy. Maybe you’ll take after me.”

Karlian blinked, having nearly forgotten her stretched behind. She rolled over on her side, lifting her leg to look at the embedded toy. She quite enjoyed having it in there like that. Just the constant pressure it applied to her inner walls was rather wonderful. But she knew she couldn’t keep it like that forever. Nearly regretfully, she reached over with a forepaw and carefully pulled the toy out. Her body shivered in pleasure as it came out with a sucking sound. A whimper escaped her, and she nearly shoved it back in. But she controlled herself.

“Thank you… Youla,” Karlian said.

“No need, you thanked me enough,” Youla licked her lips, “But that is a wonderful sight, my dear. Could you lie on your back, my dear. I’ve got another toy you may like.”

“You want to go again?” Karlian said, shocked.

“Oh, definitely. I would like you all night if you were up for it. You moans are so cute when you cum. But, if not all night, then as much as I can while you are here.”

“I… won’t complain…” Karlian said, rolling onto her back.

“No, no you won’t,” Youla replied as she walked over to the wall.

She picked up a massive looking phallus that was nearly the length of Karlian’s tail. Karlian’s eyes widened as she studied the toy a little. It was a smooth, rubbery looking thing with a flared tip, kind of like a horse. But the length was abnormal, and it wasn’t until her eyes reached the other side when she realised that there was another flared tip at the end. It was double sided. Karlian blushed again as she realised what Youla was planning.

The white queen sauntered over to Karlian, pleased with herself. She sat back on her haunches in front of Karlian’s hind end, and popped on end of the double-sided dildo into her mouth. The queen wasted no time deep throating the toy right down to where the phallus would usually end, lubing it up with a single slurping gulp, before pulling it back out.

“There we go. All nice and ready,” Youla said, manoeuvring the toy so it the lubed up side was held up right against Karlian’s slit, “Oh, you truly have a marvellous vagina Karlian. It’s so perfect in proportion, in colour. And so beautifully wet. One day you are going to have let me study it. Really engrave it into my mind.”

Karlian felt herself heat up at those words as the phallus was pressed against her slit. She didn’t answer, but found herself nodding slightly, the compliments sending complicated feelings through her. Youla didn’t say anything else, but did rumble in pleasure as she pushed the head of the toy into her fellow queen’s slit, watching it spread open around the girth. Karlian whined softly as she was once again stretched open. It wasn’t quite as thick as the other toy, her toy, but it was certainly longer. With her wet and already abused slit, the toy slid all the way to a small ridge in the middle with ease.

Youla sat back to admire Karlian for a moment. Karlian was staring at the phallus between her legs, curious. It was almost like she had her own erect shaft coming out of her. She wondered what it felt like for a male actually. This would probably be the closest she got. Youla moved, getting up on the couch until she was face to face with the purple queen. Karlian grinned sheepishly. Youla smirked back. Karlian hadn’t realised how much bigger the white dragon was than her until they were in this position. Youla was definitely several feet higher in the shoulder, and her bulk was a fair bit larger as well.

Youla moaned softly as her slit pressed against the other end of the toy. She moved her hips a little, teasing her folds against the tip. It moved the shaft inside Karlian as well, causing her to moan a bit in response.

“You know, me dear, you haven’t complemented my slit, yet. Despite having embedded your snout inside me. Come on, what do you think?” Youla purred.

Karlian blushed, looking down between her legs to where the queen’s vagina was somewhat spread by the shaft, “Um… its very… nice…”

“Better than that my dear. Come on. Details,” Youla teased.

“It… tastes very nice. Like flowers and the summer sky,” Karlian said softly, “And it spread so beautifully around my snout.”

“There you go,” Youla said, slowly sinking herself down on the toy, “As you know, a queen likes flattery.”

“Dragons like flattery,” Karlian chuckled as the spread slit descended further down.

“That is true. Consider that a lesson. Tell every dragon you mate what you like about their penis, or vagina. It truly boosts their confidence, and make them more eager to please you,” Youla said.

“Noted,” Karlian hissed as Youla’s slit touched her own.

It felt shockingly strange, being spread like this while under a female. Youla growled almost possessively and began to grind her slit against Karlian’s. Both dragons moaned gruffly. It was a slow start. The white queen seemed rather content to take her time with this. Her claws kneaded Karlian’s chest, effectively pinning the other queen down. Karlian simply lay her head back and closed her eyes. Split open, with a strong possessive female above her, grinding against her, never did she think her life would lead to this. But she was glad it had.

The minutes ticked by in tickling, intoxicating pleasure. Small shivering bursts shuffled through her inner walls as the dildo moved back and forth. Youla shifted position so she was practically lying down on Karlian, engulfing her in her wings and body. Karlian moaned against Youla’s foreleg, unconsciously licking white queen’s scales in affection. Youla hugged Karlian’s neck and lay her own tongue at the top of Karlian’s snout, cleaning up her own fluids with every lick.

“Yes, my little queen. My beautiful queen. I love those little whimpers. It shows me how much you enjoy your vagina being split open. How much you enjoy me rubbing my pussy against yours. I can’t wait till you cum for me, and I’ll cover you in my own arousal,” every word Youla whispered seemed to cause Karlian’s own pleasure to spike, and her whimper’s and moans to come louder.

Youla gave a sudden hard thrust with her hips, causing the dildo to pressed hard against Karlian’s walls. She moaned out in surprise.

“Yes… there it is. Come on Karlian. I want that beautiful pussy of yours to explode again.”

Youla thrust hard again, then again. The two female’s privates glided against each other easily as their arousal juices leaked onto each other’s scales. Youla rose up again, pinning Karlian to the couch and began to grind hard against the purple queen. Every movement cause the shaft to flip from one side to the other. Each time stretched Karlian in a new way, causing a spike of new pleasure. It was hitting all the right places inside her. Karlian tried to move to help with the friction, but Youla once again didn’t let her, even coiling her tail around Karlian’s to stop it from twitching back and forth.

“NO! You don’t have to move. You don’t have to do anything. Just scream out your pleasure!” Youla demanded.

“Ooh… Youla… you’re gonna make me… oh,” Karlian gasped as her sensitive vagina, after having been teased so much, began to grip at the rotating length.

“Cum, my dear. Cum, and roar. Let everyone in the castle know what is happening,” Youla said, huffing heavily as more of her fluids leaked all over Karlian.

“But… aaah… oh… yess… Youla! Yes…. YESSS!” Karlian roared loudly as her vagina clamped down on the shaft inside her.

Youla reacted instantly, lashing out and latching Karlian’s throat in a mating bite as she suddenly rose her hips and slammed it down several times, groaning in extasy as her own pussy clamped down on the shaft. Youla was surprisingly quite in her own ecstasy, letting Karlian’s scream echo through her chambers. She loved the noise so much.

As the two females wound down, Youla got off the purple queen. The toy was glistening in the feminine climactic juices. She allowed Karlian to calm down her breathing, before pulling it out of her as well.

“Please clean this up,” she said to Byba, tossing the toy over to her, “If you want to use it to get yourself off, feel free to. You have been very patient.”

“Thank you, my queen,” Byba bowed her head, then bent down and deliberately picking up the toy with her mouth, moaning at the combined taste of the two queens. She merrily skipped down a nearby hallway.

“Hrrr,” Youla said as she looked down at Karlian, “You ready to stop, or shall we continue?”

Karlian looked at the white queen, and gave a huffing chuckle, “Oh… maybe one more.”

The two of them mated three more times that night. Each time ended in earth shattering orgasms for Karlian as the white queen brought her to the heights of pleasure over and over again. Then, as they cleaned up in the tub, Youla fingered Karlian to another, smaller climax. When Karlian left, her new toy hidden inside a pouch gifted to her by the queen, she found herself limping a little as she made her way back to her room. She barely caught the suspicious looks cast by her guards. But she found she didn’t care. She was too tired, and far too satisfied to even try to hide the still lingering smell of Youla’s climaxes covering her body.