The Dragon and The Princess

S.M. Wolf

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Methusos, Princess Amy, and this story © S.M. Wolf 2009. The story may not be reproduced in part or whole without prior written permission of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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The Dragon Lord Methusos watched the herald approach his castle high atop Dravonis Mountain. He smiled at the thought of jewels and other ruches that would soon be his when King Elderson ransomed his only daughter, the Princess Amy.

The doors of the castle doors opened, and the herald entered the courtyard where he was confronted by the large blue jewel dragon.

"Have you brought the king's offer?" the dragon asked the herald.

The young human male took out a roll and presented it to the dragon. Methusos took it, broke the embossed wax seal with the royal crest, and read the king's message.

To the Dragon Lord Methusos,

From his Majesty Elderson The Most Worthy,

Worm, I have received your demands for jewels, gold and other ransom in exchange for the Princess Amy. In taking her you have sullied her honor beyond redemption. She no longer exists in my eyes or the eyes of the lords of my realm, and therefore what you have has no worth. I refuse your terms.

The king's flowery signature was below the body of the message. It was joined by a half dozen high lords of his realm.

"What is this?" Methusos demanded of the herald angrily.

"Dragon! I come here to parlay and enjoy those rights!" the herald said as his horse jumped about and tried to bolt.

Methusos reined in his anger. It did him no good to torch this boy no matter how much he might want to do so. He was not going to get his ransom, but he could still get his revenge upon the king. Knowing human familial relations, he suspected that the king was not nearly as cold-blooded about his daughter a he pretended.

"Oh, you do," the dragon said in a silky voice. "And I shall not harm you,

"Instead, I want you to take a very personal message to the king for me. Tell him that, since he refuses my demands, I will instead take out my ransom from his daughter. Henceforth she shall be my slave. She shall cook for me, clean for me and do all manner of other menial work."

The dragon grinned cruelly.

"And she shall also be used repeatedly every night and day for my sexual pleasure until such time as she is too broken to be of any further use to me. When that say comes, I will send her back to her father, and he can explain to her why this has happened to her."

Methusos reared up and extended his wings.

"Now go and tell the king the fate of his only daughter!"

The herald and certainly the horse needed no encouragement. The horse turned and bolted through the castle doors and down the road. The herald could barely keep his saddle.

Methusos rolled up the message again and headed back into his castle. It would take the herald at least two days to reach the king. He would put that time to good use.

The dragon descended through the depths of his castle to the dungeons. The castle had been built by dwarves well before the coming of the humans. Methusos had taken it from them in battle, and was now the sole occupant and undisputed lord of it and the mountain. From his lofty citadel he raided the surrounding countryside taking wine, food and the occasional unwary princess. His treasure trove grew larger with each passing year. He had expected to add much to it this day. Instead he had only a burning anger deep inside of his belly that he intended to sate starting right now.

Near the base of the castle was a tall, circular room. Near the top was the only entry into the room. A stairway led down to the lower floor. Across from the entry door on the lower floor was a smaller room filled with various devices leftover from the days of the dwarven interrogators. Underneath he stairs was a small cell barely large enough for Princess Amy.

Methusos descended to the lower floor. He looked at the small slit in the door. As he anticipated Princess Amy was staring out at him.

"Well, Methusos said pleasantly, "your father's herald was just here. He gave me a message from your father." Methusos held up the parchment roll.

"Would you like to read it? It tells how much he values you."

A muffled human female voice replied. "No doubt you have your ransom from the royal treasury, dragon. It matters not to me how much you received. Open the door and release me so that I may return to my castle and family."

Methusos pushed the roll through the slit.

"Oh, but I insist."

"Oh, very well. I suppose I must humor you, worm."

The princess took the scroll and unrolled it. She began reading.

"To the Dragon Lord Methusos,

"Blah, blah, blah."

"I have received your demands for jewels, gold and other ransom in exchange for the Princess Amy. In taking her you have sullied her honor beyond redemption..."

Princess Amy's voice trailed off to nothing as she continued to read the curt message divorcing her from the king. Her eyes grew wide. Her mouth silently shaped the word no, but no further sound escaped her lips.

"Quite a nice father you have, human," Methusos cruelly jibed.

Princess Amy dropped the Rolland began to cry.

"Since you no longer have worth to your father, I have no ransom. Since I have no ransom, I will have to make you worth something to me some other way."

The dragon left the princess and went across the room. He removed a saddle shaped granite rock with a pair of cuffs attached to the sides and placed it in the center of the floor. He pulled out a metal spreader bar with shackled on the ends. He took it over to the cell where Princess Amy still stood dumbly staring at the words trying to make sense of what she was reading and failing completely.

Methusos opened the door to the cell and reached inside. He grabbed Princess Amy and pulled her out of the cell.

"For starters, I'll use you for my pleasure!"

The princess' clothes had been partly ripped when Methusos had grabbed her and spirited her away on dragon wings to his castle. Now he held her wrists in his left hand and used his claws and right hand to shred her clothes and yank the remnants form her body. Princess Amy came to her senses and began to scream. She kicked the dragon, but his scales hurt her feet while her kicks barely registered.

Methusos grabbed Princess Amy's right leg and turned her upside-down. He attached one of the shackles to her right ankle. Grabbing her other leg, he repeated the process. He took the spreader bar in his right hand and lifted the princess up to eye level. She was suspended naked with her legs well spread and her sex exposed to the dragon. "You look like you have a good size slit," Methusos commented as he prodded her vagina a couple of times with his left index finger.

"It's still going to be a very tight fit."

Princess Amy looked at the dragon's crotch. His penis sheath had slid from his genital slit, and the head of the dark shaft within was just starting to show.

"My gods!" Princess Amy screamed. "You'll kill me with that thing!"

"I will be sure to go really slow and carefully so I don't rupture you the first time," Methusos replied.

"I want you to last a good, long time before I finally break you."

The dragon turned a deaf ear to Princess Amy's renewed screaming. He laid her naked body over the stone saddle with her hips and thighs pressed against the cold stone. He secured her wrists to the cuffs on the stone. She thrashed about some, but her movements were limited at best.

Methusos moved behind Princess Amy.

"What are you doing?!" she screamed.

Methusos just reached down with his right hand and stroked his shaft a few times. It jumped to full hardness. Princess Amy's eyes grew wide as she saw the girth and length of the dragon's member.

"Did you know," Methusos inquired quite politely, "that, unlike the inferior human male dick, a dragon's penis is well muscled and quite agile?"

To prove his point Methusos curled and uncurled his shaft a couple of times.

"I am sure it is going to come in quite handy with raping you," Methusos finished in a hard tone.

"No!" princess Amy screamed.

Methusos ignored the human female. The dragon's anger had turned to randiness. He wanted sex, and this female was his for the taking. He straddled her bound body and squatted down.

Princess Amy stared up in horror as the large dragon lowered his body. Her screaming redoubled as she felt the large knob of the dragon's shaft brush up and down not only her vaginal slit but her ass crack as well.

"Please, I beg of you! I am still a virgin!" Princess Amy pleaded.

"All the better!" Methusos replied.

The dragon leaned forward and placed his fingertips on the floor. He adjusted his shaft and placed the tip of his penis against her pussy. Precum was starting to flow freely from the dragon's tip. The hot liquid covered Princess Amy's cunt and dribbled down her thighs.

Methusos shifted his body forward. Princess Amy stopped screaming. A look of pure and utter terror appeared on her face. As she felt her most intimate region violated by the dragon's cock. He pushed his way inward, and her pussy lips were spread wider and wider. Pain erupted from her crotch.

Just as Princess Amy thought she would be torn in two, the dragon withdrew a bit. The tip of his cock was still nestled between her labia, and she was in immense pain, but she was at least able to catch her breath. She broke out in tears of pain.

Princess Amy's respite was short-lived. Methusos felt her vaginal muscles relax a bit. He pushed forward and slid another two inches of his cock into her. Beneath him the human female began screaming again.

The dragon paused and waited until the princess' body grew accustomed enough to his large shaft to allow him to thrust deeper. He barely noticed when he broke her hymen, but the process felt a sudden stab of sharp pain and knew her virginity had been taken by the dragon. Tears of shame and loss joined the stream or tears of pain falling to the floor.

Methusos curled his neck around and watched the helpless human impaled upon his shaft. He delighted in her look of horror as she felt him press ever deeper into her body. It satisfied his rage for not getting more treasure to add to his horde.

The dragon continued to push ever deeper into the princess' cunny. She was incredibly tight for him though relatively large for a human. Bit by bit he forced eight inches of dragon cock into her. When he reached his goal he stopped and just waited.

It took Princess Amy several minutes to realize that the dragon had stopped thrusting. She felt as if someone had rammed a bedpost up her pussy. She wanted to die she was in so much pain.

"Mercy," she managed to whisper.

"Mercy?" replied the dragon in a quiet voice.

"I think not!" Methusos roared

While he had been waiting, the dragon's precum had well lubricated the interior of the princess, and her muscles had relaxed enough that, while still tight, they no longer had a death grip on his hard, well-muscled shaft.

Methusos began to thrust in earnest. He would pull out his shaft most of the way and then ram it back into the helpless princess. He was rewarded with a cry of anguish each time that was music to his ears. As the princess loosened even further he was able to increase his tempo and depth until he was shoving almost nine inches of cock into her. He had to restrain himself against forcing his way deeper into her lest he rupture her and kill her in this first mating.

That did not stop Methusos from playing with her in other ways. He pressed deep into Princess Amy's body and stopped. She felt his cock begin to writhe obscenely inside of her. He pressed it against the sides of her vagina and forced her to scream again.

A loud roar filled the room. It bounced off the walls and crashed down upon Princess Amy. At the same time she felt a torrent of hot fluid fill her vagina and womb. The pressure built to nearly unbearable proportions before the dragon finished cumming and withdrew with an audible pop. The sticky white fluid inside her gushed from her slit and fell to the floor. Long, gooey threads dripped from her snatch.

Methusos released Princess Amy. She tried to stand but collapsed on the floor.

"There are a mop and bucket upstairs. Get them and clean up this mess."

Princess Amy hesitated.

"Or you can get back on the stone, and I can have you again. I've often fucked a dragoness a dozen or more times in a single afternoon."

Somehow Princess Amy scrambled up the stairs and out into the hall in search of the cleaning supplies. Behind her she could hear the laughter of the dragon.

Methusos was happy with the start of his revenge upon the king for denying him his ransom.