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Sands of Acaran 3 - The Deal

A few days have passed, since EmperorElamarrived to the palace. He was a busy man indeed, as the very moment his majordomo and advisor Mabrier found him in the hearth of Harem Grounds, sleeping surrounded by our lovely mix of female entertainers, he already had a list full of boring activities that the ruler was supposed to attend at.

On the other hand, it wasn't the only important checklist written that day...

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Ozzy sat in the middle of the hall and mumbled to himself as he was reading the note given to him. The girls were there too - watching him intentionally, awaiting an answer.

• Let's get on with it already... - the cheetah sighed loudly raising his brows curiously - First off, Oria. Well, that's not hard to arrange. Just tell me sweetheart.. what the hell do you need two tons of strawberries for?

The antelope approached him from behind and after throwing her arms over his shoulders only deigned to say "It's a secret". She remained with her head next to his and looked at the note in his hands silently, giving him a clear message that he's not gonna learn more as for now.

Ozzy got used to Oria's childish behaviors. Even liked them already, since as silly her sentences and actions could look, she was always incredibly honest at it.

• It's okay. You got my word for it. - Ozzy gave her a kiss on the cheek and turned to the list again - Who's next? Ah yes. Andrea...

The black panther was lying on the nearby couch bending her back in a truly feline manner. After letting out a long, low toned purr she laid on her side in a typical for her, suggestive pose.

• Now that's more challenging... - he continued - But can be done. Of course it'll require more time. And I can't guarantee Cesil will be in a good mood after he eventually agrees for it.

  • Don't burden yourself with such issues. I'll handle it, as soon as you make him come to me. Until you want to join the fun... hmm?
  • I'd love to Andrea, but you know... I'm busy sometimes... and such...

That was not a surprise for him. He knew, and somehow even expected her to ask that last question. But on the other hand, he knew that his Dalmatian friend would need some time to blow off steam. Since it's not everyday that you get "volunteered" into the role of someone's sex toy. Cesil wasn't someone who holds grudge for long. But Ozzy would rather not confront him BEFORE Andrea was done with her plans for that day. And that made a colossal difference in that case.

• With little luck he will be grateful to me... - he looked at the panther lounging on the couch. She replied with a wide, mischievous smile and a whip of her tail - Let's move on, shall we?

He read the next point on the list with amusement. The most shy of them, the rabbit girl demanded a visit to the tailor in the city limits. And while it's nothing strange in that, the name of that specific tailor's shop caught his attention. "Fidelio's Sinful Silks" - was the name of that specific shop, known in the city of selling most provoking clothing, and - so to say - the name reflected the shop's wares very accurately.

Ozzy peered at her from over the piece of paper. She sat there, blushing wildly. Obviously it wasn't completely her own idea, but she needed some more confidence. And he could not pass on such occasion to bolster it.

Ozzy noticed Oria reading the list and instinctively grabbed her muzzle with his paw. It was just in time - as she was about to say something what could at worst drive Adienne off the very idea.

• Adi? - the brown bunny looked at him with her big white eyes - Anything else? You don't have to be so modest, we live in a palace after all.

She shook her head to the point where one of her long ears slipped down to the side of her face. "That's all, thank you." - she added almost unnoticeably silent.

• Three done, two remaining! - majordomo broke the silence - Sarina. What would our wild red rose want? Err... what do you mean by that?

He stared at the single word written next to her name on the list - "Ozzy".

• Whole day. You, me, basement. No one else. Think you can handle it, kitty?

For someone who did not knew Sarina's way of thinking, this combination of sentences could mean variety of things. But Ozzy knew the dragoness for some time now. He knew that she's long since taken hold of the basement keys, vanishing in its depths for long hours. It happened rarely. Sometimes she vanished alone, but sometimes both Sarina and Ozzy were nowhere to be found. The other girls knew her preferences too, but seemingly they did not favored such activities. Or so they told Ozzy when asked.

The main reason for it, was Sarina's set of favorite kinks. Was it the fact that her skin was naturally less sensitive than most other races, and she needed stronger stimuli?

Or maybe the fact, that the dragons, as one of the oldest and most esteemed races, were despised for showing mostly any signs of submissiveness towards anyone other than the family's head, the Emperor and his law, and lastly the closest family members. She was the only one of her kin in the palace, and obviously wasn't married. Maybe that pushed her to revolt against the old traditions, what gave her satisfaction too?

Ozzy knew all that. He also knew she'll make him do some things to her, that he would not normally do to anyone.

• When? - he asked with a fake, but still the most serious face he could pull out.

• Even today, if you've got time.

• So be it! - he shouted.

The dragoness threw him a key ring with two keys on it, and after taking a turn she went off trough the corridor. He grabbed the set of big iron key and a small silver one and returned to reading the list.

• What about MY request? - suddenly the vixen Emma spoke to the remaining ones.

• Can't do it... at least untill next full moon. - cheetah stated calmly, without reading her request out loud.

• I know... but I take it you agree? - Emma folded her arms and started curling her long tail covered in fluffy ginger fur.

• It's a deal after all. And you girls filled your part perfectly. - he chuckled and looked around stopping his sight at the face of every girl.

• We would do it anyway, even without those terms. - Oria bursted out laughing right next to his ear.

• But we could not resist to cause some disarray, you know, just for fun. - Emma added giggling.

• And it was nice for once to have you on our favor personally, not cause your position demands it. - Andrea smirked and pulled her tail up as she was now lying on her belly, with her head resting on the edge of the couch.

• Good to gear you are satisfied with my efforts. Now if you excuse me, I got a date in the "lion's nest" itself. - he stood up and rushed towards the basement entrance - If I'm not out for lunch tomorrow, call the medic to the basement.

• Will Sarina be all right? - Adi asked towards the leaving male.

• He meant it for himself rather, hun.

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The door to the basement were closed from inside, but being given the key, Ozzy opened the heavy, muffled door with ease. He walked down the long, dark staircase leading to the underground chambers lying directly below the harem building.

The chamber was absolutely dark. He was there before a few times, but despite that, it was hard to find the way to the nearest candle candlestick. Even his sharp, feline eyes were confused by the darkness.

But then, out of a sudden, as he walked trough the room, he heard the familiar toned voice.

• It's been long since you last time visited me here my furry friend. - came from somewhere in the dark around.

Ozzy froze in place as he felt Sarina's scaly but smooth hands resting upon his uncovered arms.

• You know it. I love all of you. Care for your welfare. I can't just... you know...

• ...bring me pain? Hit me in any other way than a flirty spank? - she dived her hands under his unbuttoned vest.

Ozzy felt good as she caressed his chest. Her hands were not like the paws of any race that had fur covering most of their body. He was starting to get aroused, and it grew more powerful with each stroke of her hands against his fur.

• I don't want to cross the line. That's all. You know-... ooh...- he reacted unintentionally, as one of her hands slipped into his trousers. - You know I can't tell by myself if you're still enjoying it or not.

• You'll learn... in time.... - she reached to his sheath, caressing it - And I am durable... I can endure it even if you lost control. You don't have to fear anything you do to me.

Ozzy grabbed her hands and swiftly pulled them off himself. He stood like that for a short while in silence.

• I am here to look over you. Satisfy all your needs within my reach and possibilities. And that's what I'll do now. - he stated surprisingly confident.

Sarina let out a loud snicker and took a few steps away, as one could assume from hearing the sound of her paws stepping on the stone flooring.

Suddenly he noticed her adorable face in the dark, bathed in the light of a chandelier hanging on the wall. First things one would notice would be her shiny, rube red skin and those big, golden eyes. Ozzy's feline eyes caught a glimpse of the tiny silver studs that decorated Sarina's lower lip, and the whiteness of her horns. Two bigger barbed ones on top of her head, a pair of smaller, smooth horns just below the big ones, also swept back, but curled slightly instead of being curved like the big, wavy ones. And of course the line of three small ones at the very back of her jawbones.

Suddenly, Sarina walked out of the light, just to reappear next to the other candlestick she lit. As the room filled with light, more of her body became plainly visible. Her already naked body now appeared in it's almost full form, as the shadows still hid some of it's features. Ozzy not only admired the curves of the dragoness' fit body, but also tracked the details characteristic only for the dragons. The subtle lines, where the "outer" areas of her skin bordered with those softer, way more sensitive "inner" areas. Those regions, where the scaly skin was transformed into more convenient, almost completely smooth surface - on the underside of her neck, on the inner side of her thighs, hands, around her belly and - what was considered very important by most dragon females - around her most private parts.

Ozzy did not spilled a single word when she moved again lighting the last lamp, nor when the surrounding light revealed all the bondage furniture and array of other devices.

Sarina blew off the flame from the match and approached him again. She was happy that her tonight's partner has not lost his resolve, as he started undressing.

• What should we start with? - she asked him. She now spoke with the most alluring tone.

Ozzy exceeded her deepest expectations, when he grabbed her by the wrist tightly and in opposition to his usual personality suddenly stated:

• That's not how a slave should title her master...

He forcefully grabbed her other wrist, and it did not mattered that the dragoness was fit and healthy. She succumbed to her knees and lowered her head.

• I'm sorry, master... - she raised her head with pleasing eyes, hardly believing how good did he performed. Such confidence, dominant voice and look, achieved by someone she knew as the easy-going and lovely guy. She couldn't resist playing the role he chose for her. At least he started to sound convincing.

As he let her wrists free, she fell on all fours. She felt his furry hand landing a slap across her muzzle. He did it firmly, as she felt the tingling on her skin - and it turned her on. Usually she would not really feel any influence off of that, but she held back her kinky needs for long now. A single slap, not even average compared to the "rough love" she used to get before she joined the harem, but enough to make her feel the raising heat.

• Now stand up Sarina, and come with me. No more words from now on, understood? Only answer my questions. - his message was clear. She was given the chance to earn it - to be disobedient, and pay the price.

• Yes master Ozzy... - she replied to him. She wanted to immerse in her role to the edges. To experience that moment, when a new slave becomes broken and learns her place. But she could not overdo it, not too early and not too much resistance. He had to let him feel the power over her. At least let him taste it in the beginning.

She followed obediently. Ozzy stopped next to the device that looked like a table, which had it's surface covered with upholstery. "Still worrying about my comfort, pfft..." - she thought as she sat on the edge of it and leaned back. As expected, he pulled her hands up and locked them together with thick leather cuffs. He continued with her legs. She spread them herself, as she wanted to hasten the "ceremony" that accompanied the bondage sessions she loved so much.

He learned fast, that had to be said. As he tied the cuffs to the attachable hooks on the floor below her, he already knew how much can he strain the belts, to immobilize her and give her this little discomfort she liked. Even the final strap that held her thick tail was perfectly strained.

• Still think you can handle it? - she asked with a lewd voice and grinned at him as she rested her head against the leather surface. The answer didn't came. Instead she noticed him walking over her now stretched out, exposed body, rubbing his palms. A massage oil? A lubricant? She wondered to herself, but it didn't matter, as her tonight's partner was about to do something to her.

She raised her brows as he began to spread the substance over her skin. He heated it before applying, but the cozy warmth that it brought was something more than that.

• Warming ointment? How classy. - she commented as she was now convinced about the substance's purpose. It indeed was a nice addition. So warm and relaxing. Anyway, she wanted more.

The cheetah was VERY meticulous. He rubbed it in on her stomach at first. Then he moved to her breasts. He carefully spread it around every inch of the smooth, plump bulges. He gave more attention to her nipples, as he fondled them, squeezed and rolled between his fingers. All to make them absorb the oil well. He repeated the process around her slit. First spreading a handful of oil over her pubic area, just to dive a single finger inside her love tunnel. Dragoness moaned a little as his experienced fingers did spread her nether lips a bit to access her clitoris, that was still a bit recessed, barely visible from under it's hood. He touched it few times, just to cover it in a firm layer of the oil and left it alone.

Sarina ooh-ed a few times as he poked the sensitive nub, but waited patiently. It was barely the beginning. He was meant to satisfy her for the whole day, and only half an hour passed approximately, since they both entered the basement.

She pulled her head back and closed her eyes. Waiting for the next move. Readying herself for whatever was to come. A crop sending the enjoyable stimuli across her skin? Or maybe a bamboo cane landing a strike over her breasts. She waited with anticipation. But she could not foresee what actually happened.

She lied with her jaws open, breathing slightly deeper, trying to fasten her bloodstream, to raise her body temperature. It helped her squeeze out as much as she could out of any sexual experience. She waited. But instead of a spank, a whip or at least a squeeze, a ball gag was pushed into her maw. A big, red one. She felt the strap tightening behind her head and it was too late to vocalize any objection.

"Mmmrph?!" she let out a sound playing surprised by the cheetah's actions. She WANTED to be pushed to the limits, until she would be reduced to a trembling scrap of her usual, proud and classy self. And moreover - she wanted to bring him as much enjoyment from it. Inside his soul Ozzy was the gentle boy, capable of bringing his lovers to ecstasy by less rough means than bondage, sexual torture or rape - even if it was only pretended to be true. He needed encouragement, and it was the best occasion for that.

She followed him with her eyes as he now circled around the rack she was spread onto. "Hnnh" - her doubts were driven off, as she let out a loud whimper, feeling Ozzy's finger slowly running along her chest. His touch was gentle as usual, but she felt breathless as his finger drew a circle atop her pubes. "Wait a second... what's going on!?" - she tried to understand how did it happened, that suddenly her skin became so extremely sensitive! Just a touch was making her breath speed up dramatically. She had no idea what's happening. "Mhmmm!" she tried to yell trough the gag, but it was pointless to begin with. She could only follow his movements with her eyes, that now showed true, not fictitious confusion and maybe a slightest trace of doubt or fear.

"Now you probably regret you did not mentioned any safe-word... or considering your situation, a gesture rather." - he continued walking around her as she continued the monologue.

"So you want to be restrained and helpless? There you are, lying here before me. Ready for whatever kinky thing I could imagine." - he was now close to her feet. He ran a claw along her paw pads. One after another making her squirm from the unexpected ticklish assault.

"You want me to punish you? There were a few things I told you, but they never seemed to reach you my dear Sarina. And at last I got a chance to discipline you properly."

He lowered himself over her flower and gave it a fast lick. So fast it was hard to notice, thou Sarina felt it being quite firm. "Mmm... you waited long for this, I know. But let's savor the moment a bit more. You see, the cozy warmth you felt before, wasn't a massage oil."

Sarina raised her head intrigued by the male's words, but he leaned closer to face her and look her in the eyes.

"This palace got a few secrets, and this..." - he shoved a pear-shaped vial in front of her eyes and grinned - "...is the one and only, true Black Ivy extract. I believe that name rings the bell?"

The muzzle stuffed by the ball-gag restricted speaking, but her eyes and the throaty growl, revealed her intent clearly - she was growing angry. And it wasn't the fact that her pussy almost ached with need affected by the rare substance, that was so expertly rubbed into her privates, nor being held in such condition. She loved it and the possibilities of getting her yearning sated. It was the fact, that someone she considered a friend, held that in secret. Hid the fact, he's possessing one of the very few things, that lustful dragons would risk ending up in jail to get it.

Sarina struggled in her restrains. The Black Ivy extract have not only brought her sense of touch to it's peak, but also started to draw her into some kind of haze. She was ready, and she needed it NOW! She wanted it to be HER night. She was supposed to get release at last. The way she likes most, being tied and dominated. She frowned at the cheetah walking around, checking up on the various toys around. He tricked her. He kept her tied like that and wasted time, while he should already be bringing her to second or third climax. He just stood there.

She growled loudest she could, now angry, as her assumptions grew even more true. This time she tried to motion at him with her head. Fast, rhythmic shaking of her head, was a clear message. Combined with those serious eyes and threatening growling.

"Hhhyyaaa" Sarina's eyes opened wide as a palm landed on her breast. He began with a squeeze, tugging on her swollen nipples. He played with them for short while before he started to spank her body with his open palm. One spank after another making her eyes get wet. This was painful. Her skin was still slick, but the oil already got all absorbed. It made each slap leave a burning feeling that turned into an itch. Such unbearable itch, that made her crave for each next swing of Ozzy's hand.

After warming her up a few more times Ozzy looked at Sarina's face and sighed. "Now all I have to do is to make you come until you stop struggling..." - he ran his hand over Sarina's head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead - "This won't be hard I think."

He pulled a mobile toy rack and positioned it next to Sarina's bondage bed. The last thing the dragoness saw was the black blindfold he took out of the toy box.

"Such a wide choice... even few things I never saw before." - the young majordomo talked to her while rummaging trough the various crops, dildos, straps and more or less tempting items related to naughty foreplay.

A squeak passes trough the ball-gag, as he chose the first toy. A leather crop. He swung it fast, but steady. Each blow reaching the dragoness' soaking folds made her bend her back and moan. It worked. Really worked! She slowly started to drift off. Her vision getting more hazy. Ozzy tenaciously whipped his partner's pussy, when he also began to lick her nipple. Few licks, then suckling at it. Squeezing it with his teeth, just to leave it and do the same to the other one.

Sarina rocked her head to the sides as the very first climax this night approached and made her moan sweetly. "That's it... yess... you're doing great..." she thought to herself as she was not able to speak it out loud. The leather strings made her skin tingle, but thanks to her ruby skin color there were no marks of it. No traces of her kinky experiences to be found. She felt great.

Ozzy put the crop back and reached for another toy. Sarina clenched her teeth over the gag, as she felt two tiny jaws closing over her nipples. He applied them to both her swollen from sucking nipples. Sarina "uhh"-ed and "ooh"-ed lewdly trough the gag as she felt the pins holding the sensitive flesh tightly.

"Easy so far..." he let out a snicker before reaching back to the tray of variously shaped dildos. Focused on Sarina's pleading look, he tried to pick one just by tracing it's shape with his hand he pulled towards the toy box.

He picked one after another, showing them to the dragoness and watching her reactions. She was picky, even VERY picky. Ozzy knew that the selection of toys that the generations of harem inhabitants gathered and stored was big, but seemingly nothing appealed to her. Nothing at all. Neither big, nor small. She rejected the hard, metal and plastic ones, but shown the silicon and rubber she only gave him a disappointed stare.

After throwing off the last one he deemed to be interesting for the dragoness he lifted himself off the seat. "So you want to play with me? Alright! Then I shall play with you too."

He couldn't hide his own arousal. Sarina made him take off his clothes after all and it was only natural that his body reacted to all the sights before him and actions he performed so far. His own member was already fully erect, so he decided to use it instead of some petty toy.

She of course meant it from the beginning when he started showing her the artificial phalluses, but she wanted him to get the idea himself. To turn on his ego... or rather turn him on in overall.

Ozzy first probed at her entrance with his fingers. Few strokes on top of it, then pushed a single digit inside. She reacted accordingly, pulling her legs together, but held by the ankle cuffs.

"There we go... keep it up boy." Dragoness flicked the tip of her tail in anticipation.

He lowered his head and while pushing his fingers in and out steadily, he pressed his feline tongue against the hood oh her most sensitive spot. He kept it there. Without the slightest move, but it was enough to make her inner muscle begin to throb. He felt it around his fingers and continued to orally entertain her.

He pushed his lips against the pussy that ached with from desire and began to suckle directly over her clitoris. He wanted to nibble on it, but it was small and elusive. With a turn of his wrist, he was now teasing her inner walls from the underside of the pink nub. He pushed and sucked at the same time bringing the tied beauty to the peak. She struggled and pulled at the restrains but all she could do was to shake her head and moan from behind the gag.

And it wasn't over. The male wasn't giving her much time to catch a breath. He instantly pulled his fingers out and buried his muzzle in her folds. He licked in animalistic manner as the curious muscle reached deep inside her. Tasting at her walls and slurping her juices.

"Deeper! Faster, please!" - Sarina screamed in her thoughts as she experienced a prolonged climax. The Black Ivy extract did the job perfectly. She was in heaven, unable to think clearly or control herself even the slightest. She now waited for the "touché". Wanted to be brought to ecstasy by that exotic, feline cock of his. Ozzy's manhood was average in size, but not short nor thin. Although all that he lacked in this case, he made up with the said "exotic" shape. It indeed looked like a shaft of a feral cat or panther - decently long, pointy at the tip and covered with countless little spines along most of it's length. But that feat only revealed itself after a while since he got fully erect.

Sarina knew that and understood Ozzy's plan. Her trusted caretaker wanted her to feel the most of it, when he finally penetrates her. And all the things he did with his tongue, that dirty talk and watching as she lies there naked and burning in heat, was meant for her pleasure only.

"Here it comes..." - he stated as he stepped closer and put Sarina's object of desire against her love tunnel. "Dammit, almost forgot!"

The dragoness raised her brows in disbelief as she saw him applying a considerable amount of the oily aphrodisiac over his meat and then pouring some more directly inside her vagina.

"This is going to be a memorable night!" - he shouted as he pushed it all up into her, beginning a whole-night bonanza of climaxes and moans of pleasure, interrupted only by the periods of whipping, fondling and ending with one peculiar dragoness falling asleep sore, exhausted to the limits, but also deeply satisfied and doused in bliss.

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• Think they are all right down there? - Adi asked the other girls as they all sat around the dining room table eating breakfast.

  • She is for sure, wonder how's Ozzy... - the panther added and took a sip of coffee from her favorite mug.

The vixen yawned sleepily as she laid her head over the table.

• He better be in a good shape. He still haven't fulfilled his part of the deal. - she mumbled barely opening her mouth when speaking and looked at Oria who sat on the opposite side of the table eating corn flakes without milk.

• They taste better with milk you know...

Oria only shrugged with her shoulders chewing the dry flakes letting out an endless sound of crunching.

Then they heard the heavy door opening with a slight grind and noticed Ozzy leaving the basement together with Sarina. Now all of them except for Oria were peeking into the corridor with curiosity.

• Suppose that's enough from my side of the deal, hmm? - the cheetah asked openly.

• It will have to suffice... for now... - the dragoness giggled and prized Ozzy with a warm smile, then left towards her room upstairs.

That was shocking. Shocking enough, to make Andrea spatter the last sip of coffee back into the mug and making Adienne's down turned rabbit ears to raise up. Oria wasn't watching it, but she heard the words of her scaly friend and choked on the dry flakes, falling back together with the chair she sat on.

Only Emma remained unmoved. She simply watched as Ozzy came into the kitchen.

• Did she just... giggled!? - Andrea asked totally confused, trying to wipe the coffee off of her pajamas.

Adi nodded at her in silence, that only broke because of the grunting sounds of Oria who was still choking on the corn flakes.

-Oria! - Ozzy rushed to pull the antelope up and used the Heimlich technique on her.

She gasped deeply as she spat it out and bowed her head at the spotted cat besides her with gratitude.

• What's wrong? You all seem to be quite clumsy today gals. - he scolded them with a voice resembling that of an elementary school teacher.

• We got our reasons. - Emma replied calmly - Are you done with her? Since I saw Cesil talking about taking a few days off soon. You know what that means? - she tuned her eyes to Andrea.

Black panther narrowed her eyes and smiled devilishly towards the majordomo.

• A good point indeed... You better get to work while he's not off to somewhere.

Ozzy sighed and raised his hands as a gesture of surrender. He knew the judgment day will eventually come and he would have to confront the Dalmatian, but never imagined it'll all turn out so fast.