Secrets Revealed(4): New Home
This story is copyright Denver Demchuk 2007
...Next three days, I spent learning about the history of my own people, Dragons of every origin, of every Human culture having saved as much of their words and ideas in enchanted texts. More often than not, the stories of how our kind came to be started long before that of humanity or the other races. The only exceptions were spirits of the elements that had been given physical forms, their love having been the first on the mortal plane next to the Gods. Magic I learned as well, a little slowly, but my skill grew as the feeling and memory of what I used to be able to do came back slowly.
Each evening, I dined with Plato, Rionel and a few others that joined our table, some of them staying on for the next, but not many. Mostly I listened to them talk, smiling at the stories they had to relate and jokes told. Afterwards, I'd wander around, much like the first night I arrived. Watching the couples and groups, taking in the beauty of sanctuary as a whole.
Thoughts turned to my life, parents, and friends and what I was going to do now. I stayed awake for the longest time, staring at nothing more often than not, only to fall asleep alone, waking up to find Rionel in my arms. Whether trying to comfort me or something else, I didn't care, just being with her helped ease my mind.
Fourth morning, I went to see Plato about leaving Sanctuary so I could get back to my job, having missed two nights of shifts already. He was back in the library, painting a portrait of a forest Dryad female holding a male buck to her breast, letting him suckle slightly. I paused in the doorway, waiting for one of them to notice me and leaning against the nearest set of shelves. Both the Dryad and Plato looked in my direction a moment, then turned back for a bit longer until he could get the main sketch and outlines to his satisfaction. Gesturing for the couple to take a bit of a break, they quickly left the library and I smiled, taking in their mixed scents.
"I'm surprised those two stayed as still as they did, Plato," I said, grinning and giving a slight bow of greeting. Chuckling, Plato set down his brush and pallet, cleaning off claws as he turned to regard me, edges of his beak turned up in a smile.
"I know, but it was their request for me to paint a picture of them together. With it being spring, well," He shrugged and chuckle/chirped. "Anyways, how can I help you this morning, Draven?"
"I need to get back to my job, Plato. Sorry, but if I'm to keep a place to live and the things I need to have for survival, I need to have some kind of income," I replied, spreading my arms slightly.
"Ahh, money. Always something that is needed in the world. Unfortunate, but, I can see what you're saying," Plato commented, going to a small cabinet and pulling out a small folder. "Don't worry about it though, we've already taken care of that part of the problem."
"What?!"
"Sorry, I suppose Rionel or I should have told you about what happens when we bring someone that's Awakened to Sanctuary. Most of us have learned the hard way that once we truly know what we are, it's difficult to keep it concealed from others around us. Especially when instincts come into play," Plato sighed and gestured for me to have a seat across from him at one of the tables. "Those who have survived since the time of the Sending have done more than a few things to prepare, including gathering funds to help others as soon as they started appearing.
It's actually gone quite well and we've also been able to anticipate needs of the various beings we have living here. Your species for instance is actually one of the hardest ones to set up in this time period." Closing my eyes, I tried to take it in slowly, running the words over in my mind slowly.
"So you're saying?" I said at last, gesturing for Plato to continue.
"We've already sent a letter of resignation to the security company that you worked for, about six days ago. Since then, we've been setting up your new place of residence as well as the funds you'll need for the future. The only thing we need now is your choices for companions," He finished.
"My what? Companions?" I said, starting slightly. Tail banged painfully against the table leg, but I bit my lip to keep from giving a short roar.
"Yes, I thought you would have been prepared for having a personal selection of Females for your enjoyment," the phoenix chirped, puzzled and tilting his gold/crimson head to the side. "You should know as well as anyone else that has read information on dragons that each one has a harem of men or women depending on their preference."
Now my mind went into a flurry of thought, unable to really believe what I was hearing. Tales of women, virgins especially being abducted by dragons were common through out the medieval age. Mostly, the creatures were thought to eat them or keep the women as trophies for some talent they had displayed. Magical songs, healing powers, or simply their beauty. In truth, many of the women became part of the Dragons servant family, or Harem. Closing my eyes, I snorted and shook my head in disbelief. Yet, why shouldn't I believe Plato, after all, I was a dragon, from scale to claw.
"I take it that you've already found a place for me and these...Companions?" I asked at last, looking up at him. Chuckling, he pushed a photograph of the house as well as some plans over the tabletop towards me.
The house was more akin to a small mansion, at least by the outer appearance. The outer walls were done up in stone, the windows quite large and spaced every 20 feet or so. A large retaining wall surrounded the mansion and the large backyard that seemed to be able to fit two other such mansions upon it as well. Main floor contained a dining room, kitchen, two living rooms and a lounge complete with a snooker table. Second floor held three guestrooms, a study/library, and the master bedroom that rivaled the living room itself for size. The basement held a cold room, pantry and also what looked like a small elevator that led to a lower level below the main structure. Nothing was listed for that level though. "Where does this lead?"
"Ahhhh, well, that's a surprise for you to find out later," Plato replied, grinning and gesturing for me to rise. "The funds are already deposited, but that's something for later as well. Now, since you're here, might as well come with me so that you can choose your companions."
We left the Library and traveled along a completely different rout than the ones I had taken previously. Much to my surprise, we came to an underground river that had it's own set of ferry boats to move people up and down it's current.
"So, where are you taking me, Plato?" I asked, turning to look at him as I rested my hands on the rail, tail swaying from side to side every now and then. The Helmsman was a minotaur, arms scarred from some accident or fight long ago. Hair was beaded dreadlocks, and three bands of silver circled both arms. Hide was darkly tanned and the eyes gleamed slightly, more with humor than anything else from the way he joked with the other passengers.
"To what has been jokingly called the ?Pens' by some of us. Now don't worry, none of the women or men there are slaves," he added quickly, noting the grimace that crossed my face. "They just have different preferences and instincts than some of the others. They know what they are getting into and have signed their own agreements with the Council."
"What kind of preferences?"
"Those that that deal with their alter forms. You may have heard that Feline Anthromorphs have nearly insatiable sexual drives. At least that's what Humans interested in the pictures and fantasies believe. In truth, they aren't far off," he told me, feathers ruffling a little. Raising an eyebrow, I noticed that his scent had changed a little, the color of his eyes shifting.
We docked briefly and as the ferry pulled away, I turned to look at what seemed to be a garden, stone pillars rising out at intervals along the way through the rectangular walls of hedges. Sounds rose like those from a marketplace, sometimes mixed with cries that had nothing to do with pain. It turned out to be far more than I expected. The stalls were more like small patio sets, each with a chair, couch and table. Small coolers of drinks and food rested inside each one so that the occupant could quench their thirst and desire at will. Some of them even had extra chairs or decks of cards out. A few of them had taken the Pens to the extreme, some trussed up with ropes, shackles and anything else they could think of. I shook my head as I passed those ones, looking at the others. Most wore no clothing as well, but some of the tattoos were more than enough to make up for it.
Plato led me past the main pens to a small door set in a stonewall at the very end of the walkway. Bowing slightly as he opened the door, Plato's expression mischievous. The room I entered was like a small acting theater, complete with red curtains and shell shaped foot lights. Before I could say anything, the curtain lifted and seven females spun into view from off stage, each one adorned with gems and a few piercings that flashed in the light. Their dance was intricate, similar to the one I witnessed with Rionel, but far different. No passion was present, no lovers touch given, just the movement and promise of something more to come. Bodies scaled, feathered, furred, and skin, swayed before me. Breasts bouncing with each motion, hips moving with suggestion as tails followed the patterns woven. Eyes remained closed for the most part, but every now and then they looked at us, lips parting in smiles. Phoenix, Dragoness, Naga, Unicorn, Tigress, Raccoon, and Doe moved a little faster, voices rising in song, the melody sweet and relaxing, each one adding their own strengths, the weaknesses of voice being pushed aside. My own reaction was more than apparent, head bobbing to the rhythm, eyes half open as I gazed at them, my mind wandering as I tried to concentrate on something besides the desire in my loins. When the dance finally stopped, I was nearly breathless, thoughts a flurry of emotions.
"I take it you approve?" Plato asked, chuckling a little.
"Very much so," I said, breathing a little fast and shaking my head slightly.
"Well, then I suggest that you choose four that appeal to you," he told me. "They shall be your companions." I turned to look at him then back to the others.
"What if I asked for Rionel-"
"Rionel may become one of the females in your harem if she wishes it. However, at the moment, it is not for her to decide or to become involved with you right now," Plato said curtly, looking a little uncomfortable.
"What do you mean?"
"She'll tell you later if you wish, Draven. Please..." He said finally. Nodding, I stood up and went to take a closer look at the young women.
Their bodies ranged from athletic to voluptuous in shape, all of them quite lovely to look upon. All of them watched me as I moved among them, taking in their forms, eyes, watching their expressions as they in turn, seemed to study me.
Pausing before the unicorn, I gazed into her violet eyes, blue tinged mane concealing part of her face, beads and feathers tied into locks of her hair. Not including her horn, she stood around 6'6", body athletic but no less beautiful than the others.
"Your name, if I may inquire, Lady?" I asked, gently, reaching up to tentatively caress her cheek.
"Iolen Shatterstorm," she replied, accepting the caress, closing her eyes and smiling a little more.
"Were you asked to be here to become a companion or did you request to be one of the possible choices for me?"
"Yes. You caught my interest on the night of the Dance," Iolen replied, looking back up at me. "I watched you with my lover that night and it was...very compelling."
"Is that the only reason you wish to be here? Because you watched me make love to Rionel?" I replied. The Unicorn fell silent, her gaze lowering a little. Sighing, I shook my head slightly.
"No..." She replied after a few moments. "That is not the only reason. I may not tell you the other however, until you have made your decision, Draven. I gave my word..." I stared at Iolen a moment before nodding my head and kissing her gently beneath the spiraling horn crowning her forehead.
"Consider yourself chosen then Lady," I whispered, stepping back. She gave a slight curtsy and stepped back, white muzzle turning a shade of rose as her eyes closed.
Eyes wandered over the others, and finally rested upon the Naga. Neck and back scales dark blues and amber, belly almost pure white with dots of onyx coloring in them. Eyes of gold followed every move I made, scaled lips parting in a grin, revealing pointed teeth that belonged to a hunter.
"Your name Lady?" I asked, feeling a little more confident about what I was doing.
"Varsiss Medala," came her gently hissed reply. Hood of violet speckled emerald opened slightly as I walked around her, being careful not to step on her lower body. The humanoid aspect of her form was quite voluptuous, the nipples being the only parts of her skin left bare of scales. Lower body and tail were coiled up neatly like a piece of rope on a galleon, the tip quivering slightly as I carefully ran a talon over her back and left shoulder. She hissed a little, but from the way she arched backwards a bit, I could tell it was from pleasure.
"The same question as Iolen, Variss. Were you asked or did you come here by choice?" I whispered, standing before her once more.
Grinning, she replied, "I was asked by the Council as soon as word was brought that you would be coming to Sanctuary. Been a while since I saw a Silver Dragon..." The last was whispered as her forked toung flicking my cheek slightly as the Naga leaned closer. Grinning in return, I kissed her forehead as well.
"Consider yourself chosen, Lady."
Soft, tanned Ualla Sundart, the doe was the next I chose, her kiss in return for my own set fires along my back. As I turned to the others, I wished I did not have to choose only four, the others having become more enticing. For the last I was looking at either the Dragoness or Raccoon, biting my lip as I tried to make up my mind.
"Seems like he's having a bit of a problem deciding, Plato," the Dragoness crooned, stepping closer and looking me over with amber eyes. Black scales gleamed, the white underbelly alluring as it curved, forming the breasts, nipples a dark violet in color. She matched me for height, but her build was athletic. Small horns of gold curled down and forward alongside her face. The back of her head was covered with thick velvety hairs, each one around 5cm thick and 10 inches in length.
Chuckling, the Raccoon moved closer as well, her bushy tail brushing my thigh as she walked around me.
"Hmmmm...You really think that four will be enough for him?" she asked after a moment, wrapping her self around my right arm and looking up at me innocently. I heard a chuckle chirp from behind me, and turned just enough to see him stifling a chuckle.
"Probably take six of us at least to hold him down for just one night," added the Tigress, taking my other hand and nuzzling my shoulder.
A lighter chuckle/chirp came from my left as the Phoenix female came around, feathers a combination of violet shades, gold, and silver. The crest upon her head was crimson with yellow streaks, four golden eyebrow feathers arched over ember like eyes. Taloned fingers trailed over my chest as she also gave my body the once over with her eyes, trying to look innocent as well.
"Seems that there's a bit of a problem," She chittered, voice light and full of amusement, looking past me at the other Avian. Plato finally burst out laughing, his voice a mix of roaring fire and chirps that melded together in an almost musical sense. I gave him a baleful glare as everyone else joined in, before finally falling victim to the humor of the situation as well.
"Very well then! Very well!" He chuckled, wiping tears from his eyes as he looked up at us. "Seems that those young Ladies have made the decision for you, Draven. Any objections?"
"Not at all," I replied, draping my arms over the shoulders of four of them as the other two hugged my waist, tail curling around the Tigress's left leg as the Raccoon snuggled against my own, scaled thigh.
***
The mansion was everything it showed in the plans and more, each room large enough to accommodate both human and Dragon forms quite well, the outer retaining wall high enough to conceal us from the view of those that might wish to pry.
If not, the multiple trees and other flora around the estate would make it incredibly difficult to see anything unnatural through the windows. Each room was fully furnished, mixing modern styles with some differing antiques or rarities in a way that was interesting to gaze upon. Plato had come with us to give a brief tour of the main floors then after that, took us into the basement and to the hidden elevator that was evident upon the plans but didn't reveal where it led.
There was a familiar long decent into the Earth. Lights flickering by every now and then, considering it was an old style, freight elevator. Shadows danced over the faces and skin of my Harem and that of Plato. All of them had taken their human forms. Most of them were dark of complexion except for Plato and Iolen, both of which had silvery hair. Plato's from age, Iolens by species, a side effect if anything...
The drop was shorter than the one into Sanctuary, but when the doors opened, the surprise was almost the same. The ground was covered with tall grass, reaching up to my knees, the path leading through it was filled with wood chips. It wasn't as large as Sanctuary, ceiling of stone visible and decorated with small lights, simulating stars and planets. In the center of this park-like setting, hanging from the ceiling was an orb of gentle white light, illuminating everything pleasantly. Bellow it was an unlit fire pit, four woven circular chairs piled high with cushions, each one around 4 ½ feet in diameter.
The path split into nine different directions, leading to what appeared to be naturally carved out stone rooms. One was a kitchen, another some kind of office/game area, complete with pinball tables, arcade and internet access. The others however seemed to be bedrooms, each one suited to each of the young ladies tastes and needs. I watched as they shifted from human to hybrid and went to check on their rooms, and slowly walked around the pit, and once again, tried to think about what had happened since I first learned what I was.
Having multiple women had always been a fantasy, but my hopes had always been to have just one. At least, while I had been human. I stared at the pit and slowed, too many different thoughts and emotions running through my mind to name or give voice to. Plato called out a farewell that I acknowledged only with a slight nod, a part of my mind listening to the elevator leaving, the other still occupied with other things.
"Something wrong, Draven?" Variss hissed gently, slithering up behind me and placing a hand upon my shoulder.
"Just too many things moving a little too fast," I replied, looking at her as she moved around to face me. Her lower body was at least 20 feet of scales, the tail vanishing into the grass behind her. "It's only been a short couple of weeks since I learned what I was. It's just..." She started massaging my shoulders and stopped anything else I had to say with a gentle kiss. Sighing, I closed my eyes and slowly shifted to dragon, carefully seating myself in one of the wicker basket/chairs, the others soon emerging from their rooms to join her. At their gentle request, I rolled onto my stomach and soon let out a muffled groan of pleasure as six pairs of hands massaged my scaled form, Variss coiled up before me, my arms resting on her coils, head held gently in what passed for her lap, fingers gently caressing my face. Stress was eased away slowly, knotted muscles relaxing, breathing deeper and even.
Tianna, the tigress started to purr, the sound soothing and rhythmic, lips parting to let her voice rise into the air. It was akin to the beat and sound of the Dance I watched with Rionel, yet the beat was deeper, stronger as it reached into the heart of my being. The others took up the tune as it was given voice, some caresses deliberate, other more like thoughts wandering across ones mind. Opening my eyes, I looked up into Variss's slit eyes and smiled, her breasts inches from my lips. Snaking my neck forward, I tentatively nuzzled their edges, warm, moist breaths caressing her nipples. She hissed, serpentine body quivering in delight as she tried to sing as well, claws scratching gently under my jaws. The massage the others were giving me slowed somewhat, becoming lest restrictive as my lips parted to take in the Naga's hardening left nipple, kissing slightly before starting to suckle ever so gently. The forks of my toung rolling over and around the piece of exposed flesh, causing her to cry out, tail quivering a bit as her hood spread out, revealing how pleasurable the sensation was to her. My body was already in a high state of arousal, made more apparent as I shifted slightly, velvet fingers of Iolens hand caressing my inner thigh and phallus lightly. Shivering a little, I rolled onto my back, pulling Variss along with me, her breasts pressing against my maw as both hands cupped and squeezed gently. I nibbled, pulling on her nipples with my teeth when not flicking them with thumb and forefinger, the others using tail's and hands alike to excite my member all the more. Ualla slinked around Varisses writhing form, taking care not to get caught in her coils, kneeling before her pelvis and gently probing along the scales protecting the Naga's sex. She moaned and hissed, hands tightening on my shoulders as she pressed herself closer, lower body turning on it's side to give Ualla more access to her. I gasped as something warm and moist encompassed the head of my shaft without warning, followed by a gentle pressure on the tip of my phallus as someone's toung cleaned off the first gleaming drops of pre, eventually being bold enough to take me in completely. From the way the mouth moved, I faintly guessed that it was Iolen or Sivvaren, the ebony Dragoness. It felt like someone was pumping my shaft with warm wet hands, the heat almost enough to drive me over the edge as they worked their mouths around and over the throbbing shaft. I broke off suckling just long enough to see Ualla slide a couple fingers into the Naga's woman hood, working them in and out slowly, going deeper, the sounds made were slick and I could already see a great deal of juices covering the furred fingers. Always the song remained though, changing only slightly as they took turns pleasing us, and each other, making my arousal almost painful to feel. Each time they would bring me to the edge, only to stop and do something to cool the arousal a little before starting again. I whimpered a little and felt a rough, taloned hand take my tail as Variss moved away to reposition herself between my legs. Sibbean, violet avian lady was using my tail as a toy to tickle her outer sex as, laying back upon a group of cushions she had gathered from the other wicker chairs. I had little time to watch what she continued to do with it as the Naga impaled herself upon my throbbing shaft. Both of us gasped with the sensations, Variss taking me in completely without trouble, her vagina squeezing tightly as I arched back. Her hands took my own and moved them to knead her voluptuous breasts, hissing with pleasure. I moved my hips slowly in time to the song, to our heartbeats, trying to make the pleasure last a while before being driven to the edge.
She was so hot, so tight around my phallus, my body quivered with desire, as I squeezed both scaled breasts, eyes closed and lips parted as I crooned every now and then between gasps and groans. Her lips found mine, toung diving deep into my mouth and pulling out my own forked toung. We tasted each other, felt our desires building, hands caressed, our bodies moving together....
Variss let out a rasping shriek of pleasure as her orgasm hit with sudden and unexpected force, bringing me over the edge of ecstasy, shaft releasing a flood of boiling cum into her. I trumpeted, thrusting up hard to help her body milk all of my seed, hearing the others crying out as well, my nostrils filled with the smell of multiple juices released, all of it intoxicating as I lay back, panting and dazed. Variss lay atop of me, her form quivering from time to time, eyes closed as she murred slightly. Iolen and the others lay against us, comforting, caressing slightly as all of us drifted slowly to sleep...