Fates of the Unicorns 75 - Potential
#75 of Fates of the Unicorns
Fates of the Unicorns - Chapter 75 - Potential
This long running Master and slave themed story series continues the journey of dragons, unicorns and the rest of the furry races in a world threatened with extinction by a monstrous threat. The furry races are grateful for the sacrifice dragons make in fighting the war, but would be much happier if the dragons would just stop trying to enslave them all!
_ SPOILER WARNING : If you are new to the story, this chapter contains plot and character development spoilers for the over all story. This is an onging story, and this chapter assumes you know the story and characters_._ _
Fates of the Unicorns is the cover and a good place to start for new readers.
"Very good, my slave," said Talos with a pleased smile on his face.
Elyon smiled back with a nod and a small sigh of relief, finally able to relax after holding her magic steady for almost ten minutes straight. It was her personal best. The room seemed to vibrate and jerk around as a large purple hand thumped her on the nose, knocking her head up and down from the force. The heavy petting didn't even bother her anymore she was so used to it. Big dragons did everything with strength and force, and she didn't pay it any more mind than she would a large dog knocking her over with an enthusiastic jump.
"The longer you can hold your concentration and power, the more you are able to summon on demand for shorter periods. That will be good for impressing the dragons that will decide your fate. You will need to perform perfectly when it comes time to show you off to them, and a good show of power will be one test of many you must pass."
Elyon swished her tail and smiled again, and was feeling confident as she asked, "Should I learn another then, Master?" She was ready to learn more magic, especially since it would help keep that evil dragon bitch away!
Talos beamed, "Oh, eager are we?"
Elyon blushed, but nodded.
Talos hmmed. "Well, you are doing good in your sexual training. I expect you will perform well there."
Elyon blushed again at the mention of sexual training. Other than magic, it was what she spent the most time doing! Not wanting to know what kind of 'display' she was going to be required, she asked what else there was.
I don't think you will need to show much in the way of any fighting skills. You are a mage, not a swordsman, "Talos said. "You will need to show you can perform under stress. You may come under attack, and while you will not be expected to fight off any attacker, you WILL be expected to continue your duties even if threatened or injured."
Elyon never consider herself a fighter, and wasn't sure how well she would handle being under attack. It was a weak point, so she said, "Yes, please teach me that?"
Talos said, "There is little to teach. You simply either can concentrate through pain, or need to experience it until you can ignore it, just like your fear of heights."
"Pain, Master?" Elyon asked, a bit unsure.
Talos said, "Yes. Something to show that you will not lash out randomly or become useless if you are injured by an insect or anything else."
Elyon bit her lip but nodded again, "H... how will you do that, Master?"
"By making you show a controlled flow of power while being hurt."
Elyon let out a small meep, shifting nervously.
Talos smiled, "Relax, pet. It will not be anything serious. Just something to hurt a little, you won't be maimed or severely injured."
"Oh... good, I guess, Master. But... what will you do? It will be you, won't it?"
"Yes... I'll administer the test first. Other dragons may do so, but only to follow my example."
Elyon made a distasteful look. She didn't really want other dragons touching her. She didn't have a good experience with dragons other than her Master. "So... Master? What sorts of tests will they want to see me do?"
"Oh, many things. Hard, repeated slaps and cuffs to the muzzle and head. Pokes and hard grips on the thigh and arms with sharp talons. Scratching and clawing. Choking. Nipple clamping, pulling and twisting. Spanking. Testicle or pussy slapping. Gut punches. Arm or tail twisting and dislocating. Light branding and heated irons."
Elyon quivered at the list of painful 'tests' and whined a little at how Talos recited them like they were just poses or meditation stances to learn. Those were all horrible, and he acted like it was nothing at all.
"Do you have a preference?"
Elyon didn't like any of them! She covered herself with her hands and arms as best she could unconsciously as she thought of them. "Do.. do I HAVE to do one of them, Master?"
Talos nodded, "Of course. No dragon would be accepted on the front lines without being able to demonstrate their ability to withstand stress and injury, even mages. Especially mages. While a swordsman or archer getting distracted means they might die, or even kill another warrior near them, a mage loosing control could be a disaster to everyone around them."
"But... I'm not a dragon, Master."
"No, you are not... but you wish to be respected, and treated like a dragon mage. Anyone with combat duties on the line must be tested, dragon or not."
Elyon sighed and nodded again. She thought over the list, wincing at most of them. Nobody tortured anyone back in her village! Wait.. but there was one thing she knew was done, and out of all of them, it was the only one that seemed normal, and didn't sound too bad. "Okay... umm... spanking, I guess?" While she never experienced it herself, she had seen it done to misbehaving children, so it couldn't be that bad, could it? Parents always said it was done out of love... so... maybe it would be okay.
Talos gave a feral grin, hiding it with a hand over his muzzle and a cough. Spanking was one of his guilty pleasures, but he had not tried it with Elyon yet due to her being a furry. Furries were sensitive about that sort of thing. They seemed to think that any kind of simple roughhousing was a bad thing. As a mage he wasn't as rough as a military dragon, but even mages still slapped and good-naturedly punched other dragons in the shoulder. Not to mention sex, where a good smack on the ass was a quick way to tell a female dragoness you wanted her. She would respond with a hike of her tail, or a growl and a smack to your muzzle to tell if she were receptive or not.
Smacking a furry tended to make them cower or run away. Not exactly a turn on for him, although many dragons liked seeing their slaves fear them. He preferred healthy respect, and fear only if they repeated bad behavior. He hmmed and selected one of the gags off the nightstand, a nice soft rubber ball gag, tossing it to Elyon. "Don't want you biting your tongue or gritting your teeth. Put it on."
Elyon blushed, usually she wore a gag because Talos was horny, or to train her muzzle more. She opened wide as put the ball into her mouth, strapping the leather into place and working her tongue to get it comfortable. It had snaps instead of buckles so she could put it on easily. She looked to her Master as she worked the ball in her mouth, trying to get comfortable. But being gagged with a large rubber ball simply wasn't something one could easily get used to. She used to drool all over, but after all her practice with swallowing Master's loads she had gotten the trick to gulping and swallowing with her mouth pried open. She blushed as she was reminded of the things he did to her mouth.
Talos looked pleased, too pleased as he said. "Now bend over and hike your tail. Hold your legs, spread them a bit for balance. Falling over would not look good."
Elyon bent over, doing as she was told and feeling quite vulnerable and exposed. She didn't like it. Not one bit.
"No magic for the first time. Lets just get you used to it. Try and be as quiet as you can."
Elyon couldn't see her Master as he moved behind her and to the side, and her tail twitched and flicked nervously. Then a hand swing and a flash of hot pain spread over her ass at the same time she heard a sharp SNACK. "Owwwwwwmmmph!" She swayed but managed to keep her balance. Then another blow landed, and another.
Smack. Grunt. Smack. Erf. Smack. Whine. Smack. Mrrrmph! Smack. Unf! Smack. Nnnngh. Smack. Huff! Smack. Gasp.
Elyon whined and moaned, making grunting, explosive noises as she was spanked by Talos' firm hand, her ass growing warm and hot and sore, making it harder and harder to stay upright, let alone be quiet. Ungh! Erf! Hnnnmph!
Talos hisses his pleasure, loving the feel of Elyon's soft rear as he spanked her, watching her sway, enjoying the training, and the play. He took pride in her not falling over or breaking her pose, and her sounds turned him on, his cock growing erect and jutting out from his robe.
"Ahhhhgghh! Ahhhhch!"
Smack smack smack! Talos was careful, placing his blows with expert precision. He knew just where to hit to cause the most pain. Under the tail, against the sex, over places where the bones had the least padding. SO he knew where to avoid as well, and kept his spanks to the fleshy parts of her ass and things, making sure to keep his claws from raking as he hit. He looked, stared, and very very carefully avoided hitting her sex. He doubted she could handle a blow there. At least not yet. Furries were so over sensitive!
Elyon wobbled, swaying as her ass burned like it had been set on fire, aching something fierce and the worse, needing to lean into the blows to keep from being knocked onto her face. Tears leaked down her cheeks as she struggled and whined into the gag, teeth clamping down tight on it.
Then, suddenly it was over and she heard the Talos speaking to her.
"Good girl... that was well done for your first time."
Elyon dropped to her hands and knees, panting around the gag, ass throbbing. Whimper! She could feel her horn working to heal the burning soreness that seemed to cover her entire backside. It was just a tickle, like when it healed light scratches or a sprain. Nothing at all like when it had been drained empty by the magileech and later, it's brood feeding off her in her webbed cocoon. She shuddered at the memory of her body being stung, horn sucked of it's power, cold and helpless, and alone. She pushed those thoughts aside, not liking to think about it.
"Most furries do not take well to discomfort or pain... I'm very pleased."
Elyon managed a smile back at the praise. She actually enjoyed the training Talos was giving her. The magical training, not the other stuff, and certainly not this! Still, she took pride in her abilities, no matter what form they took. Anything worth doing was worth doing well. The elder of her tribe used to say that a lot, and she had agreed.
"Since you did so well, lets try the next step. Hands and knees, pet."
Elyon sank down to her knees, then leaned forward to put her hands on the floor, panting a bit as her rear still stung and wondering with apprehension what was next. Wasn't he going to give her time to recover?
"Hike your tail," said Talos as he set down a familiar object on the floor in front of her.
Elyon did so as she looked at the little crystal. It was set in a little silver stand, made of fine silver metal bars bent and formed into a cradle and legs. Her grimace of discomfort turned into a half smile as she looked at it. It glowed all colors of the rainbow when it received magical energy, and Master had used it to help train her to fine tune her senses. Not just making it glow, which was easy, but setting it next to her bird's cage and ordering her NOT to make it glow while she communicated with her bird. It was a lot harder to keep her mind focused and not let any spill out, but she was much better, only letting it glow dimly while she played with her pet bird. The one that bitch had been about to eat! She snarled, remembering WHY she was being trained so hard. Yet more reason to do well and show that dumb dragoness!
Talos said, "I want you to keep it yellow, Elyon."
Elyon nodded, focusing on the crystal. She didn't know exactly HOW she made it change colors, but found that she just... did. It was almost like cocking her head from side to side, but with her mind instead... turning something, somehow. She shook her head. It was easier to just do it rather than think about it. She felt around in her head and concentrated, drawing out her magic. The easiest way she found to make her power reach out was to 'look' with it, as if she were trying to see life. There was no life in the crystal of course, but the harder she 'looked' the more power came out. Soon it flickered to life, changing from color to color until it turned red, then orange, and finally a pure yellow.
Sighing with relief, Elyon smiled as she stared down at the warm glow of the crystal. The yellow suddenly shot back to red with a large smacking noise and her world rocked forward and back. "Ouch!" she cried, realizing only after it happened that she had been spanked again, and the glow had shifted even before she knew what was happening, her magic knocked off balance before the pain even fully registered.
"Back to yellow, pet..." said Talos in a gentle tone.
Elyon whinnied softly and concentrated, the color shifting to blue, then red, orange... red... smack! She gritted her teeth as the spanks continued. They were not as hard as before, but her butt was already sore, and even the lighter spanking was hard to ignore. Her horn glowed internally, working on her bruised bottom and the color flickered, the light dimming. "Nrrrrgh..." she said and struggled, getting it back.
Talos paused, seeing the flicker, "Now that is curious... I expected your concentration to waver, not your power. Pain, stress, fear.. strong emotions tend to increase power, at the loss of control."
Elyon panted a bit and wriggled her rump, trying to shake off the burning sensation. "I think.. my horn, Master. It was like... it's power just.. pushed it's way through my body and I couldn't reach out for the crystal anymore."
Talos hmmed and considered this, nodding. "It makes sense, that both your magics might conflict. I have felt similar, although it only amounted to small distractions when I was younger."
"Both my magics?"
"Yes. Your horn, which is part of your unicorn heritage. It's full of power, but limited in what it can do. Heal you, not others. Increased strength, physical force. It extends to your hooves as well from what I have read. Then there is your mental magic. That is not anything unicorn, but something all races sometimes are gifted with. Dragons, foxes, dogs. Anyone can be born with that gift. It's not part of your species, so it is understandable if they conflict at times."
"So it would be better if I didn't have my horn's magic?" she asked worriedly. She didn't know if dragons could remove her powers, or if Talos would want to do so, but she was afraid of the answer.
Talos shook his head. "No.. part of what makes your abilities so strong is they seem to be able to draw on your horn's power. Which is why when your horn is active, it disrupts them. From my experience, you can make them work together just as I have with my own, much lower dragon abilities. It will be harder, but not impossible. Practice is the key to all things. Yellow!"
Elyon nodded and went back to work, her horn glowing softly as she began to try and feel her way around it, 'helped' by her Master and his hand.
...
An hour later Elyon's head drooped in exhaustion, the crystal flickering dimly, then going out completely. She blinked and shook her head, the crystal hadn't gone out, but something was blocking her view. She saw a purple wrist as a hand cupped her chin and led her forward.
"That is enough for today, pet" said Talos as he guided her to his bed, helping her onto it.
Elyon flopped down on her stomach, not thinking she could lie on her bottom without discomfort. It didn't hurt bad, not really... but did ache and throb hotly. Like her legs after a long run in the woods. Or her sex after a long... session with her Master. From the feel of her softly glowing and tingling horn she knew she wasn't badly hurt, just sore. It was still something she would rather avoid, she thought, not liking discomfort or soreness any more than any other unicorn, or furry.
Talos gazed down at his pet, slave and apprentice. He was pleased with her progress. His biggest worry had been that her beating by the Hahnel, she wouldn't be able to take the training required. Furries often became unbalanced and broken after such attacks. He thought his treating it like just another training technique had helped, not making a big deal of it. Luckily she had been too focused on the crystal to note the few, only a few times he had become visibly aroused by it. He was no warrior who liked to rape, claw, and bite, to make his victims suffer. Yet, she was only a furry and they were so much weaker and delicate than a dragon. His natural instincts were to be firm, and what was firm to a dragon could be rather painful and frighting to a little furry.
He regarded her, wondering what she would be doing if she had not been captured, or had her magics. Being given flowers? Males competing over her by trying to gain her favor with gifts and flattery? If she were a dragoness he would take her now. Lay on top of her, fuck her red, spanked ass. Hammer his dominance into her. Show her he was worthy of her attentions, and that she should submit to them as well. He knew that wouldn't work well on the little unicorn. They were a strange breed. So powerful in some ways, so weak in others. There were similarities to dragons too of course. Courting rituals for dragons also included flattery and gifts, but the dominants and submission roles were, well, dominant. One gave gifts AFTER you showed your power over them, telling your potential mate you favored them, wished them to serve you. Just as they gave you gifts to show their willingness to serve, and desire for more.
If no gifts were enchanted, if it was purely a battle of wills then those dragons would not become romantically involved. They might fuck, might fuck a lot, and enjoy it of course. But it was only when one liked another that more was done, and expected.
Elyon could feel the dragon's eyes on her rear, wondering if he was going to spank her again, or take her. She shivered a bit. Dragons were so confusing. She never would have been able to spank or strike another unicorn, not an innocent one that didn't deserve it. She wouldn't want to hurt them. Master Talos had no reservation about it. He seemed to both enjoy it and feel bad about it. She couldn't understand what was going on in his purple, two-horned head. She tensed as he moved around the room, then moved beside her, joining her on the bed. She didn't whimper, but didn't think she was going to enjoy any sexual training. He had been so.. cold with the spanking. Treating it like it was nothing to him, or her. It made her shiver.
Talos turned onto his side, facing Elyon as his tail grabbed for the blankets, pulling them up and over the both of them.
Elyon enjoyed the feel of the exquisite sheets and heavy comforter, but this time it pressed on her sore butt and she squirmed, whining.
"Roll over," ordered Talos.
Elyon started to turn her back to him, bending her knees up like she knew he would want when a hand on her shoulder tugged, pulling her in the other direction. She sighed, glad her rear would be spared, not wanting to feel his hips hitting them. She lay on her side, facing him and licked her lips as he pulled the covers up further, covering her head. This too she was familiar with, being out under the covers, facing him. Soon the hand would press her head down between his legs and she would practice her 'skills' on him. AT least she would get strawberries as a reward. They were always delicious, and helped with the taste which she had to admit, wasn't bad... just different. Musky. She blushed, remembering again just what is was that was going in her mouth.
"There... that's better," said Talos.
Elyon looked up in surprise to find his head under the covers too. That wasn't usual. Then he pulled her closer to him, her head laying against his chest. She could hear his strong heartbeat, feel his powerful body next to hers, making the blankets into a tent for her to huddle under. She closed her eyes as his muzzle nuzzled at the top of her head, feeling his warm breath against her fur.
When the hand touched her ass she jumped, and then gasped as it felt like his fingers were made of ice. But the cold sensation turned into a gentle numbing, a slight wetness as he massaged her rear, erasing the pain.
"I do not use it often, but I do have creams to help with soreness and pain... does this feel better?"
Elyon nodded, very carefully as to not bump her horn into her Master's nose. It did feel better. A lot better. She didn't even mind as his hand rested down there, giving her rear a comforting hug. She placed a hand on his chest and pressed a bit firmer into him. The rest of his lair seemed to vanish, and the world followed. She felt safe, protected, even after her session and training. Her mind thought back to a pack of wolves, a challenge to the alpha. Growling, biting... and the challenger eventually backing down. When they had met another lone wolf they all chased it off, the alpha in the lead. Protecting his pack, even the one that had challenged him.
She gave Talos' chest a small nuzzle and felt his heat warming her, becoming nice and toasty under the blankets. Her eyes closed, happier than she even realized for his gentle touches now, and soothing salve coated fingers on her wounds. He did care, really. In a dragon way... but he did.
...
Having slept off the worst of the healing itches and discomfort, Elyon was as happy as a unicorn could be after an unwanted spanking. She flicked her tail this way and that, stretching and moving her hips about, testing for any residual soreness. Her hips gyrated around and she bent over to touch her hooves, ahhing as it didn't hurt at all. Unicorn healing was pretty powerful, but it took time. A nights sleep was more than enough to deal with light bruising.
Elyon stood back up and threw her hair back with a toss of her head and smiled at her Master. Eyes suddenly narrowing as she saw her Master staring at her with a disturbingly familiar look. "Erm. More training, Master? Magic training?"
Talos gave a little nod, having watched Elyon's graceful, and unintentional motions as she stretched her legs and rear. He pondered his choices. Ease his newly aroused libido, or continue her training? His thoughts bounced from one idea to the next before settling on both.
"Fetch your color crystal, slave," ordered Talos.
Elyon let out a little sigh of relief. She was so used to her Master's company she sometimes even forgot he was there. She just KNEW he had been staring at her while she had been stretching. While she might not be able to hide her body from him using clothes, she at least should remember not to show off in front of him. Her blush colored her face, the short horse hair on her muzzle not enough to hide it. She envied some races their long, dark fur that hid things better. At times like these she wouldn't mind a nice shaggy crotch and chest like those mountain unicorns had. It would be a shame to loose her soft, fine cream colored fur, even if it did help hide bits that caught a particular dragon's unwanted attention.
Elyon returned with the little crystal held carefully in her hands. She loved the little training toy. It was like looking into a bit of broken glass and seeing all the colors of the rainbow when she practiced with it. Like much of the magic built into Master's lair, and her collar, it was a relic from a long lost time. Nobody knew how to make such things anymore. Back in the furry lands it would be worth a fortune. It was unlikely even the best mage schools had even a single one between them. Master said he only had this one for her training and would return it when it was no longer needed. It made her a bit sad to have to give it up. Maybe he could 'forget' to return it?
Talos smiled and said, "Now, hold it up and stare into it, pet. Give me a nice, pink color." He began to circle her, walking around in a wide, slow circle.
Elyon's fur prickled at the back of her neck at her Master's motions. A large predator circling made her nostrils and instincts flare, but she let the shiver run down her spine and stared at the crystal. A color like pink was tricky. Rainbow colors were easy. Red, blue, green. Mixing them was harder. The colors flickered and wavered before she finally got the right 'feel' and it turned to a warm pink.
The unicorn mare smiled, relaxing, feeling that wonderful trance-like state seep into her mind as she let her power guide her thoughts. Her vision tunneled, seeing nothing but the shimmering pink glow. The magic she used now was nothing like what came from her horn. That was part of her. So was the magic she called on now, but it also was drawn from outside. Her horn acted like a lighting rod, drawing most of it in, but she could feel streams pouring into her hands and hooves and chest, warming them and giving her a pleasant tingling sensation as she drifted, focused on the color, and little else.
Elyon ahhed as the pink grew brighter, her feeling more and more power flowing through her. She never really contained it, but directed it from one place to another. She panted slowly and deeply, the pink flickering as her concentration was interrupted by the pleasures of the magic. More tingles moved over her body, stroking her thighs, and up ward. The pleasant sensations in the center of her chest spreading out to her breasts. Nipples hardening, tingling and heating up. She let out a moan, nearly dropping the crystal as her concentration slipped, her meditative state slipping as well as she became aware of the tongue on her nipple and a wet finger between her thighs. "Nnnnngh!"
Talos gave a pleased hiss, "That's a good girl... concentrate. You have always had trouble controlling your magic when aroused, that was apparent from the first time I played with you."
Elyon gulped, remembering her early training, and remembering how embarrassed she was. The embarrassment wasn't much less now, even after all the... practice she had been give. She squirmed, trying not to loose her focus.
"I've been watching you carefully. I think your lack of focus when arouses is not as simple as being distracted. Every mage has an emotion that works best with their ability. For some it's calm, for some it's anger. For you it seems, it's arousal. Your control slips because when aroused your power increases, and the stronger the magic, the more difficult it is to direct."
Elyon heard the words, and even got most of the meaning, but between the sensations of finger and tongue and trying to keep her magic focused she had little time to digest what he was saying. "Unnnn-huhhhh," she managed. Her sex spread wide, fingers pealing the petals of her nethers open, and something warm and pointed pressed into her spread sex. "Nnngh!" she cried out, feeling Master's cockhead teasing at her, her legs trembling weakly.
Talos felt Elyon's legs giving out, and his hand reached down behind her left leg, cupping her thighs and lifting it, his hand sliding to grip behind her knee, pulling her leg up and supporting her weight with it.
Elyon wobbled but couldn't fall, one leg lifted and bent, balancing on the other. She groaned as the cockhead pushed upward, but not into her, simply sliding the top of his bumpy shaft against her sex. She let out a whinny of pleasure as her sensitive lips and clit were stroked and massaged. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was grateful he wasn't taking her. He was so big it was never entirely comfortable, and even could hurt if it had been a while and she had not practiced her stretching with the strange dildo. She gasped and panted, the glow of the crystal getting brighter and cycling colors, the pink long gone with most of her concentration.
Lust spiraled with magic in her mind now, neither emotion seeming to come from inside her. The lust, like the magic was an outside force that seeped into her body and thoughts, nether something she ever would have produced on her own. The magic she was used to. The lust... that was an entirely different beast!
Talos licked and nuzzled his mare, teasing her with his cock and watching her concentration melt away, but her power grow. Little was know about how such concentration crystals were made, but experts in such things said it the brightness was a non-linear exponential curve. In laymans terms, told after he demanded a less technical explanation, if it glowed twice as bright it meant there was at least ten, maybe a hundred times as much power. He looked at the crystal in satisfaction. It was much brighter than before. He wondered just how high it, and his slave, could get.
Elyon groaned and gasped. It was all she could do to hold the crystal in her hands, clutching at it as her body moved with her Master's motions. She shuddered as a tongue licked her nipple. Her mouth opened wide and she moaned hotly as his cock rubbed in a particularly erotic way, and her eyes nearly rolled back as her open mouth was claimed by dragon jaws, his tongue slipping in against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Her body surged with passion and heat and power. She could no longer tell which was which, the emotions and feelings mixing together until it all exploded like she had fallen into the sun... and blew it outward with a final, orgasmic wave of pleasure and energy. "Nnnnnyyyyyaaaahhhhhhh!"
Talos nearly dropped the mare as the crystal for an instant, flashed a brilliant, almost blinding white. It faded, but still glowed bright as she shuddered and gasped in his grip, eyes closed tight as she bucked against his shaft and body. He held her, not letting her fall until her shudders slowed and she slumped, exhausted in his arms, the crystal bouncing onto the soft carpet, color fading to nothing as the last of Elyon's focus evaporated. He recovered and helped lower the mare down to the soft carpet, giving her magical collar a worried look. With relief he saw it was undamaged. He shouldn't have worried, such things were built to contain far stronger, and more destructive magics. He could 'see' the lines of power going into and out of Elyon's collar as it 'filtered' her magic. It would take more than one, or a hundred mages of this age to weaken it.
Elyon huffed, gasping for breath as she slowly came to her senses. She blinked, finding herself kneeling on the floor, Talos beside her and slowly stroking her muzzle. She sighed a bit and leaned into him, exhausted mentally, physically and magically. "Unnngh... Mu... Master..."
Talos had a pleased, proud expression on his face. "Wonderful, my slave. That was quite impressive! It will make a VERY convincing demonstration to show just how valuable you are."
Elyon nodded slowly, her mind reeling. "Wha.. what happened, Master?"
Talos said, "It seems we discovered how to unleash your potential. Sex seems to do more than just distract your powers, it makes them significantly more powerful."
Elyon gave a distracted nod, the world still seeming to spin a bit. "I... uh... I never felt THAT before, Master." She felt slightly numb inside, although the sensation was beginning to fade. In the back of her mind she thought that it must be her mental magic being low from the explosive release moments ago. She had never done anything like that before. The sensation continued to fade, but her knowledge of the feeling didn't, and gave her a better handle on her abilities as she gained another way of 'seeing' them inside herself.
"You never were tried to use your magics when orgasming before."
Elyon blushed furiously at such open talk of private things. She felt her tail trying to tuck between her legs in embarrassment. "Uh..." was all she managed.
"I think with practice you will be able to exert more and more control. I don't expect you to maintain it while you cum, but you are not the first to have that emotional outlet. It's rare, but not unheard of. You have to set up what you want to do in advance. Build a kind of structure for the magic to flow through in the moment that you are ate your peak power, and are peaking sexually."
Elyon bit her lip but nodded. She wasn't sure how to 'build' things in her mind, but was sure that Talos knew how to teach her. She looked up at his smile, seeing that worrisome smirk in his expression too. He would teach her all right, and enjoy every minute of it too! Dragons were a lot of things, and a lot more complex than she had ever imagined. But they sure had dirty minds! Maybe it was just her Master? Were all dragons like this? She twitched as an aftershock ran through her, making her moan.
Noticing this, Talos said, "I think I have a good idea of how much power you can channel. Now lets see how LONG you can do it..."
Elyon arched her back as the touches began, and found that it could be a long, long time indeed!