Dragon Harem (Reboot) Chapter 6: A Day Off

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#8 of Dragon's Harem

Another chapter sponsored by FA: DrakeHavok for this series, we find Draconicon at a loss of what to do on a day when he's not needed. Well, his harem is quick to find something that they can enjoy doing with their master...

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Dragon Harem: A Day Off For DrakeHavok By Draconicon

Mornings were...interesting for a dragon overlord. If he wasn't working with his servants around the palace, then he was working with the city officials, ensuring that his will was carried out over his domain. If he wasn't working with them, then he was working with the agents that he had around the borders of his territory, making sure that the fragile peace between the other overlords wasn't about to break. If he wasn't doing that...

Well, suffice to say that there was a checklist, and if it were put to paper form, it would run right out the doorway. It almost never got done before well past noon, so Draconicon was constantly busy working through it. Most days.

Somehow, today wasn't one of them, and as the dragon sat back on his throne, he found himself somewhat at a loss of what to do.

"This never happens..."

"Is that a problem, my lord?"

The black dragon shook his head, folding his hands together over his chest. It wasn't a problem at all. In fact, it was a complete lack of a problem. Problems required attention, and now there was literally nothing that did.

And it feels really weird, he thought to himself.

As he stared into space, he reached over to his side. His first harem member, a white dragon named Drake, leaned up to meet his palm, and he slowly stroked over smaller dragon's head. It was rather sweet, in a way, and provided a nice distraction all its own. He kept petting the smaller, transformed dragon as he thought of what he could actually do with his day.

There was the option of going out of the palace and finding something to do, but he dismissed that. The people had been settling down after so many changes in their day to day lives, and he didn't want to push them into chaos just by walking into a store or something. Even when he was doing his best to keep things normal, it tended to empty the place out pretty quickly, either from fear or 'respect' for his person. Even if he had liked the treatment - which he didn't - he wouldn't wish the lack of business on the various shopkeepers across the city that came with it.

There was the magi-tech facility that was being constructed on the edge of the city, but that, too, had problems. It was still under construction rather than finished, and until the various machines were in place, there wasn't much he could do. The humans knew their business of developing buildings, and while he might have added some foundations for them, that time was past.

The only thing he could think of was to send for his new police chief to get an update on what was going on in the city, but even that felt like it would be relatively pointless. After all, she always came to him with anything important; Deborah had been particularly good at that, sorting through the bullshit and only giving him the stuff that really needed his attention rather than the complete mess of stuff that the previous chief had tried to bury him under. Tried being the operative word.

"Drake."

"Yes, Master?"

"Any suggestions for how to get rid of boredom?"

"Oh, I have a few ideas..."

It wasn't uncommon for him to feel one of his harem slaves reaching down between his legs, even in the throne room. Petitioners had learned how to deal with the sight of sexuality very quickly; they would never get the chance to get their words heard, otherwise.

But feeling Drake reach down there now felt a bit different, almost like the white dragon was trying to make a point. He felt the smaller dragon's hands clench tight around his cock, squeezing it from base to tip, yet stroking it surprisingly slowly. Up, down, up, down, slowly pulling his cock towards erection. A few huffs and puffs of air around the head of his cock - when it was exposed - only helped the process, particularly since he knew what Drake was doing.

Heh, it's always lovely to see them enjoying my scent, he thought. He knew that if he looked down, he'd see that Drake would have his nose only an inch away from his master's cockhead, sniffing at the soft musk that came off of it at all times. The thought that the former human had turned into such a junkie for his scent only made his cock grow that much quicker, pushing up into the smaller dragon's hands.

Draconicon groaned softly, sliding his hips forward on his throne. If there had been petitioners in the great hall - if there'd been some servants, even - he might have stifled his reaction for the purpose of his own image. But with nobody around...

He reached down, pushing Drake's head further down his cock, grinding the white dragon's face against his shaft. It didn't take long to feel the harem slave's nose twitching, his breath puffing hard against his cock. Huffing hard, almost like he was sucking it in, the little dragon worked down further and further, all the way down to the overlord's balls, and he groaned as he felt a soft pair of scaly lips kissing them. His cock surged all the way to full size, and he felt it dripping already, slick pre slime running down his member all the way to the base, some dripping off of the tip onto his slave's head.

"Mmmph. You are definitely...in the mood today, Drake."

"It's been a while. You keep using Joshua or Robert lately."

"Heh...what can I say? I like mouse feet...or fox paws."

"What's wrong with dragon ones?"

"I see them every time that I look down. I like some variety."

"Am I losing to them, Master?"

"I don't know. Maybe you should show me what you can do..."

His harem slave didn't disappoint. No sooner had he made the demand than Drake was halfway down his cock, sucking along the head and the upper part of the shaft while his pale feet pressed against the base. The soft grinding of the dragon's heels against his balls, the way that the teeth lightly nudged his shaft, the tightness of his harem boy's lips against his member: it was just perfect.

He groaned as his own toes curled against the ground, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he let the dragon work him over. Any worries about someone else walking in here slipped out of his head before they could take root. If they did, they were in his home, and in his home, he could do what he liked.

Reaching down, he guided the smaller dragon up and down his cock, feeling that hot mouth warm and slick up his cock. The harem dragon was bent in half with his position, but the overlord din't hear any complaints. If anything, it seemed to make Drake that much more eager to serve, bobbing his head to Draconicon's commands.

Mmmph...such an obedient boy...

Halfway to orgasm, he almost didn't hear the click of a door opening.

"Well, you're definitely busy with something. Should I come back later, or can I join in?"

Well, she's always had an interesting sense of timing, Draconicon thought. Holding Drake down so that he didn't stop sucking, he opened his eyes again and looked down from his throne.

At the far end of the room, a Doberman female in a police uniform waited, her hand on her hip and a smirk on her muzzle. For once, the new chief of police didn't bother bringing the old chief along with her. Maybe, just maybe, she didn't want to try pushing the bitch off on him for a harem member; he'd been trying for days to get her to stop that.

"Mmmph. You want to join in, hmm? I thought you were too busy with your duties as chief - mmph - to actually do anything with your master, lately."

"Oh, I still get a day off now and then, and it's pretty darn slow today. Looks like you're getting something good with Drake there, though, so maybe -"

"Don't even think about leaving. Get over here."

The curvy canine chuckled, walking barefoot across the throne room. By the time she was standing by the throne, Draconicon was happy to see that Drake was blushing and hard, and was more than hard enough himself for some more fun.

Letting the white dragon go, he stood up, grabbing both of the harem members around their shoulders.

"I think it's time that we actually had a bit of fun with the whole group. Now, now. No arguments. You're all going to get a turn with me...and then some."

After all, it's been a long time since I had a proper day off.

The harem quarters were on the far end of the palace, but with everyone apparently busy, Draconicon was able to get to them quickly. His own erection throbbing and pointing the way, he felt like he was probably as eager as either of his harem slaves, if not more so.

As he threw open the doors, the other two members of his harem - the fox, Robert, and the mouse, Joshua - suddenly leaped apart. He heard the soft pop of a knot getting pulled out of an ass before it had gone down, and he chuckled to himself, shaking his head. The fact that the two smaller males were hiding behind some of the harem cushions only made the image that much more hilarious.

"Come out, come out. It's not like you have anything to hide."

It wasn't like they had that much room to hide, either. The harem quarters were a good twenty five feet by twenty five feet - or at least these ones were - and appointed with lush cushions all over the place, but that didn't give that many hiding places. Particularly when the only big ones were off in the corner, waiting to be used as beds.

Pushing Drake and Deborah into the room, he took a moment to appreciate the view. Four lovely harem members - three of them already naked and hard - all alone for him to use as he saw fit...

If he hadn't had a fair bit of restraint, the notion alone would have caused him to cum.

Heh, I guess there are certain parts of our nature that we can never fully escape, he thought as he waited for Robert and Joshua to walk out. The mouse was rubbing his ass a bit, and Robert looked rather guilty, his knot half-formed but still quite substantial. Draconicon smiled to himself.

"Having a little fun while I was away?"

"Sorry, Master. I thought that I could start getting a little training on my ass, and Robert's knot did look rather...inviting."

"And how do you feel now that you've popped off of it early?"

"Very, very loose..."

"Don't worry. You'll want that when you start taking my cock."

He chuckled again, shaking his head as he turned his attention to Deborah. The chief of police was eyeing the other males in the room with more than a little lust in her eyes, and the dragon felt that wasn't entirely fair. A simple gesture, a little magic, and the Doberman yelped out loud, covering herself as her clothes disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

"Hey! Not fair!"

"Neither was you being the only one here dressed."

The black dragon chuckled, shucking off his robe and letting it fall to the ground. All eyes dropped to his cock as he let it out in the open, and everyone was more than happy to follow him as he walked through the room. The soft sound of claws and pads tapping against the floor was music to his ears, knowing that they were as entranced by his cock as he was aroused by their submission.

He picked out a large, red cushion to sit down on, and sprawled out, his tail laying against his back and his legs spread wide. Every member of the harem stared down at him, and their cocks were bouncing as they looked at his cock.

Heh, they know what they want.

All it took was a crook of his finger, and they were on their knees, looking up at him. Deborah had the worst of it, her eyes glazed over and her mind almost entirely gone from his musk, but all four of them looked like they had gone from people to sluts. They crawled over to him, jamming themselves between his legs. Scaly snout and fuzzy muzzles alike started working over his cock, sniffing it, getting close to it, enjoying the smell that came from between his legs.

Soft grunts and groans filled the air, and he smiled at the continuous puffs of air that blew over his cock, feeling all four of them just giving in to their own needs, their own lusts. He reached out, rubbing their faces one by one, gently rewarding them for their submission.

He reached out with his feet, finding Drake's cock with one and Robert's with the other. Throbbing cocks pressed against his feet, humping against him like animals as soon as they realized that they had the chance. Normally, he would make them ask permission, but as musk-drunk as they were...

Heh, they're allowed. They need a day off as much as I do.

Again, Deborah was first, dropping into the subby space of a harem slave. She leaned in, her broad doggy tongue swiping over his cock. Draconicon groaned, closing his eyes for a moment to enjoy the feeling of her tongue working over his cock, feeling it sliding all the way from the base to the tip. She seemed to linger around the head, seemingly going after his pre, sucking it down for herself.

It didn't take long for the other boys to get the same idea. The soft tongue of the mouse, the quickly-lapping tongue of the fox, and the slithering tongue of his fellow dragon all added to the stimulation, his cock swiftly hardening further and further, the sides starting to pop with veins as he started to get turned on far more than usual.

Mmmph, they're getting a lot better than they used to be, that's for sure, he thought, remembering when they couldn't work together at all. It was such an improvement...

But he needed more.

A snap of his fingers stopped them in their tracks, and they obediently pulled their heads back, looking up at him. Some were cross-eyed from looking past his cock, but that was just that much more enjoyable.

"Hehehe, such good toys...but that's enough of that for now. I want more. A lot, lot more."

"What do you want, Master?"

They even answered in unison. Yes, they were quite happily lost to the world, eagerly giving in to his musk and his own need. The dragon grinned as he gestured to the round-hipped Doberman.

"You, Deborah. Come here. I'll start with you."

She happily stood up, straddling his waist in the space of a second. Before she could sit down, however, he shook his head. He turned his hand in a spinning motion, and she immediately turned around, facing towards the other harem slaves, and he reached down to her tiny-tailed ass. It was pretty easy to part those bountiful cheeks, showing off her hole as he looked at it.

Mmmm, always more of a temptation to use this one, he said, running a finger around her asshole as her pussy dripped from his scent alone. As soon as his claw came near her hole, it started twitching, and he knew that she was ready for him. The fact that his cock was slathered with pre and spit would be sufficient; he wanted her to feel it as he slipped in.

He pulled her back, dragging her thick ass down on top of his cock. As soon as she started sliding down his shaft, he groaned, the tightness of her rim drawing a soft pant from him.

"Mmm, yes, good girl. Deborah, you really love it up the ass, don't you?"

"Mmph...only from...only from you, Master."

"And why's that?"

"Because you...you're my Master...I have to..."

Hmmm, not quite. He shook his head, reaching around and parting her pussy lips. As soon as he did, Drake got to his feet, the white dragon grabbing his cock and squeezing it until it was hard. Draconicon didn't allow him to thrust in immediately, however, and instead had his first harem toy work on grinding on the Doberman's pussy as she kept sliding down his cock.

"No, Deborah. You know that's not right."

"It's...it's not?"

"No, you know it isn't. You just want to pretend that it is...you know what the real reason you love it up the ass is?"

"What...what is it?"

"Because you're a little anal slut..."

The musk, the sex, the pleasure, and his voice: it would all combine into something that the female couldn't resist. A glance down, and the harem slaves moved around again, with Joshua pushing himself underneath everyone and wriggling his face between the overlord's ass cheeks, and Robert...well, Draconicon rewarded Robert with his feet.

He needs a break with all the work on the plant.

Finally letting Drake slide forward, he felt the other dragon's cock add a whole new sense of tightness to the fuck. He rocked back and forth, pulling the Doberman down his cock, dragging her along Drake's at the same time. Through the narrow barrier between the two holes, he could just make out the sensation of the other cock grinding on his, and grinned.

"Yes...you love it in the ass...pussy is fine...but ass is so much better. That burning stretch, that hot feeling of something pounding into your tighter hole...it feels so much better for a doggy girl like you..."

She moaned, louder than usual, and he fell silent. Not just to let the words settle into her head, though that was part of it. More, though, he wanted to enjoy all the different kinds of pleasure that he was getting.

The tight hole on his cock was just the first. Drake was constantly grinding on him, the other dragon giving him a lovely feeling of frotting with another male, while underneath, the mouse was giving him a hell of a tongue-lashing. Draconicon groaned with every little hot lap over his hole, feeling that tongue working in deeper, licking away sweat and musk as it went.

As for Robert, the fox seemed to have declined the footjob that he'd been offered, instead taking the black scaled feet and licking them instead. Feeling the fox driving his tongue between his toes, feeling those whiskers grinding against the bottom of his feet as the newest member of the harem worshipped his soles, only made the overlord that much harder.

He ground back on the mouse's tongue, forcing it deeper against his ass, pinning Joshua between the cushion and his rump that much harder. The tongue worked more frantically, swiping over his hole, almost digging into it as the mouse tried more and more little tricks to get him off.

Heh, good luck doing that quickly, he thought with a soft groan, his eyes rolling back in his head as Deborah started bouncing on her own. Her thick ass bounced and rippled every time that she came down on his cock, and when she leaned forward against Drake, he could see her tight little rim working overtime on his cock, squeezing down every time that she pulled up, even stretching out around his cock when she pulled far enough ahead. The sight of her taking the thick, heavy cock so deep almost pushed him over the edge.

Almost.

I am not going to cum before they do. He was the overlord. He was going to make every one of them cum first.

It didn't take long for the first person to lose control. Drake had been humping away hard, and he had been close already. The white dragon moaned, cumming barely five minutes into the fuck, and filling the Doberman's pussy with his seed.

No sooner had he cum than Draconicon gestured again, and Robert pushed him out of the way. The white dragon hit the floor, only for Joshua the mouse to mount his cock. Whatever whimpers of pleasurable overload that came from Drake were smothered beneath the dragon's feet, his musk silencing the harem toy in seconds.

From there, it was a cascade. Joshua came first, splattering his load against the floor, and the mouse was allowed to pull back to lick up his load, to clean it up. Robert came after that, adding his load to the mess inside of the police chief. And Deborah...

She was an orgasm machine, cumming again and again, squirting cum in long ropes out of her pussy as it clenched down when the other males were used up, blasting it all the way across the room and over multiple cushions. Her asshole squeezed down on him again and again, driving him closer and closer to climax. But he kept holding on, teasing her, making her cum again and again as revenge for not coming to him when he called before.

He reached around her, grabbing her breasts as the other males panted, recovering from their rounds. Draconicon licked at the side of her neck.

"What are you, Deborah?"

"Chief...Bitch..."

"Heh, and what does the chief bitch want?"

"Your load...deep in her ass...Master..."

"Good girl...good...fucking...girl!"

The dragon growled as he slammed her down to the base of his cock again, holding her there as he came. He felt her ass cheeks quivering, the muscles all over her body going crazy as she went through one last climax. He filled her, his cock throbbing and twitching inside of her as he spilled his load. It was warm and slimy when he was done, and he chuckled as he slowly pushed her off of his cock, letting her fall on a nearby cushion, ass up.

Even as she panted and gasped for breath, the dragon held out his hand for a cloth. Drake quickly pulled one out and handed it over, and Draconicon wiped his cock clean.

"Alright...time for round two..."

They went through a number of positions. The second round had him under Deborah, sliding his cock into her cum-soaked pussy, while Joshua ate out her ass and got fucked by Robert at the same time, and Havok took her mouth.

The third round had Havok on all fours, double-stuffed by him and the mouse, while rimming the Doberman as she got fucked by the fox.

Then Robert sucked him dry, while taking a whole train of fucking from behind, including the Doberman with a strap-on.

It went on and on, the only breaks coming when they needed to eat or drink something before they got back to fucking. Draconicon only felt half-drained by the time that the harem needed a true break, and by that point, he knew that he had probably gotten as much use out of them for the day as he was going to.

Despite only being half-sated, he felt better than he had for a long time. Seeing their devotion, their need, their utter servility...well, it was good. And he felt more relaxed and ready for a day of governing than he had in a long time.

The End