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Steele opened his eyes slowly when he heard his cell wall opened and closed. He did not move, did not struggle as the shape of a dragon came into his vision. Though he felt only bitter rage at the beast, he had learned years ago not to strike back or fight as there was no chance he would escape. The magic of the Slave Spell made by the dragons was far too great for when a dragon wills the slave to do something, all they would have to do is say 'slave,' the name of the slave and speak what they wanted and the magic would take effect.

"Slave Steele: Stand." The dragon said in its deep voice and because of the magic, Steele felt his body rise without question. The bright red dragon gave the human before him a grin before the shackles around the man's wrists popped off magically. "Come, it is time to make some money my slave."

With that, the large Drake turned around and walked away. Steele watched only for a moment, and then followed his master through the large stone doorway. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, the stone shot up, closing the cell behind him like there never was a door there but he paid no heed to it and stayed on the heels of the dragon in front of him.

It has been twelve years since dragons had 'returned' to earth and eight years since the long bloody war that followed their reappearance ended. Steele did not know the details, but he honestly did not care for how they came back: All he cared about was what happened after that.

The US army tried to make peaceful contact with the mythical beast, but that ended with the first casualties. They didn't even get to say a single word when the dragons attacked with their flaming breathes and their dangerous bodies, slaughtering hundred in the first day. After that, war was declared and all of humanity was in a fight against extinction and slavery.

Steele only knew that the war lasted for four years with all of the worlds major cities destroyed. In a final attempt at negotiations, mankind was placed into slavery. Those who resisted were turned into dinner, examples to the others that had a shred of rebellion.

Steele had found himself made into one such slave, always hating, always trying to watch for anything that might lead to the downfall of the demon that had murdered his mother, father, and his two sisters before his eyes. At first, the caly bastard had thought it wise to put him in a maid/butler position, but soon found a different purpose (Shortly after he had broken a man nearly in half.)

They had placed him in a special series of events known only as the Dead Games. It was similar to the gladiatorial games of old, but was slightly different as warriors start out with nothing but simple armor and that's it. Certain dragon spectators have been known to be contributioners as they would occasionally favour a certain warrior and drop special gifts for them to use in the arena.

Steele was actually one of the more popular warriors as he was known as by the stage name 'Subtitutioner' as he had used many weapons to the best of his abilities no matter what it is. An example would be from his last fight where he was given a pistol. Looking quickly off to the side at the holographic counter, he had seen that it was empty. Looking up when screams could be heard, he saw a man running at him with a home-made sword and he quickly tossed the gun into the man's face, darting forward and broke his sword arm where he grabbed the sword, ripped it out of the attackers hand and slammed it into his stomach.

He was shaken back to the present when he and his master entered a small empty room. Across from where they were, a large metal gate was all that separated them and the cheering spectators. If there was one thing too about the new earth, it's that dragons have adopted some of the human's technology as he could hear a dragon shouting through a microphone just outside but he paid it no attention and walked over to a manikin with leather armor on it.

"Steele, listen here." The drake said as the man placed the armor over his brown hair and white shirt. "This will not be an easy fight, simply put I won't be surprised if you die today. This match comprises of a one on one match setup. Your opponent: A volunteer."

Steele merely grunted, but was deep down very happy. Volunteers were dragons seeking glory or the satisfaction of killing a human, but were very dangerous as dragon skin was like what the myths said: Harder than steel and covered in scales. The only places where he could actually do damage where in areas like under their armpits, their eyes or even...their genitals. It will be an interesting fight and Steele had wanted this kind of fight more than anything else. It gave him the chance to see the blood of a dragon seep into the ground.

"No weapons master?" Steele asked as he walked towards the gate. The red drake merely shook his head.

"No. However I have heard of a rumour of a dragon wanting to contribute to you. I do not know what the weapon will be." The drake replied shaking its triangular shaped head. Steele only shrugged.

"Whatever. Just open the damn gate so that we can get this over with." He growled, reaching over to press a button that indicated to the gate keeper that he was ready. A loud buzzing was heard and the gate in front of him was opening with a grinding noise. Light spewed forth and he was momentarily blinded by the light and Steele edged forward.

"Dragoness' and Drakes, Today we have a very special event for you today!" Steele heard a large brown dragon call out, holding the microphone out over his muzzle as he called out the battle. "Just entering now is the dreaded human known as the 'Substitutioner' or better known as Steele! He has had well over a thousand battles and he has only taken minor wounds throughout them." The crowd began to boo at him as he walked into the Arena.

The Arena itself was roughly a quarter of the size of a foot ball stadium. In a symmetrical way, four metal pillars kept the above roof up. Near the top, light shown through a large hole about half the stadium itself.

Steele only smirked at the dragon crowd as they booed. Let them boo him. It did not matter as he would soon feel the satisfaction of seeing a dragon die before him. Looking high above, Steele could see what remained of a skyscraper found in the ruined city of Winnipeg. The coming years under dragon rule were not kind to the human structures as they did not favour the small buildings. Or rather, the small hallways. He was suddenly brought back to the Arena as he heard the brown dragon go on.

"The human will now face against a noble dragon!" At this several cheers could be heard. "This dragon hails from the noble family of Arkinias, the family that had played a major role that had ended the war against the human vermin."

Steele felt rage boil within him. Arkinias, that dreadful name was the clan that had killed his family! He smiled evilly as he gazed around him at the audience that was cheering for the name. If an Arkinias was participating, then that means that there should be another watching.

And then he saw her, a dragoness about his size watching him with unwavering emerald eyes and her scales as golden as the sun. Around her neck was an amulet of gold that was formed to be a snake with wings, indicating that she herself was an Arkinias. On either side of her head, two horns could be seen jutting out towards her back and her wings fluttered gently for a moment before they folded back up. Along her wings, Steele could see several golden piercing as well as horn ornamentals on her head

Steel looked away however, when he heard the gate opposite of him open. "And now, we introduce to you, the great dragon: Hangrel!" Immediately a large earth shattering roar could be heard and a dragon with dark green scales pounced forward. Its red eyes glaring at Steele as it began to circle the human. The man watched it with unwavering eyes as the beast walked around him, its tail literality twitching from the wish to fight. Scars dotted it body, both from fights from fellow dragon and from wounds from the human x dragon war.

"Pray to whatever god you follow human, for this is your last day on this world." The green dragon hissed at Steele, baring its fangs at him. Steele only cracked his neck while he pounded his fist into his other palm.

"I lost faith years ago, murderer, so come. Taste my fury." Steele growled back, slowly raising his fists. The dragon merely chuckled when a loud ringing could be heard and Steele darted forward, only to be slammed into a wall by the dragon's thick tail. Steele smiled, this was what he wanted, a good fight that will end with one of them dead. And he didn't care which died.

Steele darted forward yet again, leaping high over the tail as it swung around him once more. Come on you bastard. Steele thought as he felt his fist connect to the side of the dragon's long face, making it reel back. Show me what an Arkinias dragon can do! He suddenly leaped back as the green suddenly slashed at the man, barely missing him as the sharp claws tore through his leather armor. Looking down, Steele grabbed the armor and ripped it off, revealing his rippling muscles along his body as well as a long scar that stretched from his right shoulder and down across his chest to his left hip.

"Lucky shot Hangrel!"He shouted at the green, rushing yet again towards the dragon. "Now let me see what the Arkinias family is really made of!" The dragon roared and shot his head forward, meaning to bite Steele, but he quickly rolled sideways out of the way and brought his foot down on the dragons head, slamming its chin into the ground. The audience around them gave out cheers and boos at the battle as Steele leaped back from the tail as it went towards him.

With a screech, the beast launched itself at Steele, only to miss and have his head slam into a large metal pillar that was behind Steele, causing it to collapse. Shaking himself, the dragon turned to see that Steele had disappeared.

"Where-?" The dragon suddenly felt something connect to the bottom of his chin ad his head went flying back and over. With a mighty kick, Steele sent the dragon flying over the pillar, to which he soon followed by leaping over the pillar.

"Now you've really done it human...." The dragon growled, spitting out some blood and a tooth while it stood back up. Steele heard a strange kind of growl emanate forth and the Hangrel opened his great maw to reveal an orange glow beginning to form in its throat. "...taste my flames Human!"

The dragon shot its wide mouth forward and large gout of flames spewed forth. Steele's eyes went wide and he spun about, leaping high over the pillar to duck behind the metal. He made it just in time as the flames burnt the top of his brown hair. After a few moments, Steele felt the heat suddenly stop and he laughed. Dragons could use their breath at any time, but it takes several hours to rebuild the necessary fluids required to use it.

"Steele, It seems someone favours you once more!" he heard the Brown cry out and he looked up to see a small box come flying at him from above and he reached up to catch it. He heard another roar and he looked up to see Hangrel flying through the air towards him, clawed hands outstretched. Steele rolled forward and out of the way as the dragon landed. Spinning around, the man opened the chest...

...To produce a sharpened red wood stick.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me! Steele shouted holding the five inch stick in his hands. "Who the hell gives a fucking stick to a warri- Oh you know what, never mind. I DON'T want to know!"

With 'weapon' in hand, Steele turned back to the dragon, which growled and hissed at him before laughing at the absurd stick in his hand. Steele felt rage fill him and he darted forward, leaping to the side as the dragon once again tried to bite him. Now on the side of the head, Steele wrapped his arm around the dragon's neck, at the base of its skull, and held on for dear life as he began to thrash around. After a moment of fighting, the human raised the stick high in the air...

...And slammed it into Hangrels eye.

The dragon immediately screamed in pain, clawing at the humans back in a vain attempt to get the human off, but Steele ignored the pain, ignored the blood running down his back and sides. He removed his hand from the stick, leaving it deep in the socket of the dragon. Closing his hand into a fist, he slammed the bottom of the stick, sending it deeper into the dragons head and deep into the creature's brain.

The body went limp and the screams died down, even the crowd was silent as Steele allowed the body to fall with a thud to the ground. The man watched as blood pooled around the head of the green dragon and he turned to his gate. As he marched across the dirt, Steele looked up to the stands as he tossed the stick to the side, looking for the golden dragoness from before. She was still there and if she mourned for the death of her kin, she did not show it as she continued to watch him until he was well in to the darkness.

Down below, the red drake that was his master was there waiting from him. The dragon had a wide grin across his snout as he tossed a bag of money up and down, before a small black rift appeared and the dragon placed the coinage inside. The black rifts were alternate dimensions of emptiness, used by the dragons as personal banks and safes.

"Well done Slave!" The drake applauded. "Ya made me a fair bit of coin." The drake turned about and walked back towards the hall that Steele had walked down earlier. Once again, the human followed his master where he was brought to his cell. He was sent inside and the drake once more bound his wrists to the metal shackles, where the drake then left him there. Whether he was to be checked on for his wounds or left to heal alone, Steele did not know. He did not look up when he heard the cell door slide shut, leaving Steele alone once more.

He didn't know how long it was, it could have been hours but he did not care. He only knew that the door suddenly slide open once more. Steele did not look up, for he suspected that it was merely his master once more for some foolish deed to be carried out. He was surprised however, when he saw the golden dragoness from before staring at him coolly. He sat there and stared back at her before lowering his gaze once more.

"Do you have regret?" He heard the golden dragon before him ask. This caught him off guard and he looked up at the dragon to see that her face had not changed. He lowered his head once more before replying.

"Yes and no." He simply replied to her. The dragon gazed at him for a moment longer with her green eyes.

"Why?" Asked the golden dragon. Steele only snorted as a reply and the dragon turned to look back at the entrance. "Slavemaster?"

The voice of Steele's master beckoned forth. "Slave Steele: Answer the Lady Arkinias!"

Steele growled, gritting his teeth as he was forced to answer her. He hated the way the dragons kept their slaves and he swore to make sure they regretted ever turning him into one.

"One of your kin murdered my family years ago. But of course you won't consider that murder, Oh no. We're nothing more than animals to the lot of you." He began before he sighed. "As for your question: I have regret for murdering that dragon for his death did not appease my pain and I do not regret killing him for he seemed a cruel sort. Now if you are done here, I wish to get some sleep. Good night my lady." With that, Steele leaned his head back down and the dragon watched him curiously for a moment longer before turning about and left the cell.

Outside the red was looking at her expectantly while the door closed behind her. "Told ya he's a stubborn lot milady." He said with a small bow. "Won't be surprised that ya don't want to buy-"

"I'll take him." The dragoness said, opening a small black rift to produce a large baggage of coin. "Fifteen thousand is the price you requested correct? Have him ready to leave by the morning."

The red drake took the bag slowly, than held his right arm out to her. She took it willing and a small glow formed around the drakes arm. The glow seemed to crawl towards the females arm and soon enough, the glow completely enveloped only her arm. With a small smile she removed her arm from his and walked away, and disappeared around the corner. The drake merely snorted and turned down the hall.

The next morning, Steele awoke to find his door open and the drake standing there. As the dragon walked out, Steele felt his shackles pop open and he stood up to follow. After a few minutes of walking, the human immediately knew they were not heading towards anywhere he was used to, but he did not ask questions. Soon light could be seen ahead of them and Steele covered his eyes from the sun, lowering it soon after when his eyes adjusted.

He was no longer in the underground area of the Arena, instead he was outside it. He had not seen the outside for many years so it came of a shock to see that the entire city was covered in greenery. Trees grew out of windows, grass grew up the walls of many of the surrounding buildings and he could see several ruined areas where stalls in the market place once were.

Yet what caught his eye the most was a strange transportation device that dragons had brought for themselves. A flyer, made to look like flower bud about to bloom but was not at that stage quite yet. He could see several windows but all were covered, meaning that he could not tell who the dragon inside was.

"Alright Steele, hop on the back." The drake ordered. Steele followed without hesitation.

"You sold me." The human exclaimed as his wrists were bound to the back of the transport. The drake merely nodded.

"Aye. For a reasonable price too, of fifteen thousand coins." The drake said, checking over the shackles that bound Steele.

Steele smirked. "Aye that is reasonable." Steele's smirk suddenly disappeared and was replaced by an emotionless one. "Take care of yourself master."

The red stopped for a moment, then continued on. Once finished, the drake looked up at Steele. "You take care of yourself as well Steele."

Their farewells said, the flyer lifted off and Steele watched as his former master soon became a small dot in the distance. The arena itself soon disappeared and Steele gave out a small sigh. Sure he had hated being in the gladiatorial games, but his former master was a good dragon, one of the only ones Steele had actually liked for that matter. But soon he wiped his mind of his former master and just sat there against the wall of the flyer as it flew through the sky.

He assumed he had fallen asleep for he was suddenly awoken from the carriage landing with a hard thump. Looking up, Steele saw that he had arrived at a large mansion. He immediately knew his new master or mistress was a relatively powerful one do to the fact that it was the same size as the white house of the US of A! He suddenly looked away when he saw the 'bud' of the vehicle open up to reveal the gold dragon from the day before nestled within.

This creature surprised him more and more. Just yesterday she had seen him kill a fmily member and asked him if he had regrets and now she had bought him as a slave for herself. Just what was she after?

Steele suddenly felt the shackles released and he hopped down, rubbing his sore wrists as the dragon crawled down from the carriage and slowly made her way towards the house. Reluctantly, Steele followed her and neither spoke until they were at the door where the dragon stopped.

"As of now I am your mistress and as such you will call me by that status, understood?" She did not mean that to be a questions, but Steele replied anyways.

"Yes mistress."

"Good." The dragon opened the door and walked into the building and the human looked at the large stairway that met his gaze. Several paintings of dragons with various scale colours decorated the large entrance, but still Steele did not seem impressed. This amused the dragoness as she had always had someone interested in the building.

"As my slave you will have several duties to attend to: Cook food, clear the areas of dirt and grim, clean my bedchambers and helping me with my baths at night as well as doing what I ask when I ask." The dragoness started as she made her way up the stairs. "AS your first duty, I want you to cook me a meal. Some meat and some type of vegetables would be preferred. You will find that in the kitchen." At the mention of kitchen, the dragoness flicked her tail to point to a door next to the human and she did not look back down to him.

"Have it ready by the hour and bring it to my chambers." Steele shrugged as he walked into the kitchen. He was a warrior, not some butler that cooked and cleaned.

Yet here he was, about to do one of those things. Walking into the kitchen, he eyed a long table with several counters nearby as well as a rather large stove big enough to fit men twice his size. And he didn't doubt that the stove was once used for such things. After searching for a few moments, Steele finally found where the food was located and began to chop up different veggies such as onions and peppers and tossed them into a frying pan. After cutting up some venison from moose, he tossed the pieces in as well. Then he spun about and began to cook some peas and carrots.

After a few minutes, the kitchen was filled with a delicious aroma that became even better when Steele began to toss herbs and spices in. He was actually surprised as Steele had not had the chance to cook since before the war. After doing a taste test, Steele decided that it was ready and placed the food on a large platter which he picked up and brought it upstairs. After looking around for about ten minutes (As there were many rooms), Steele finally found a door with candle flickering underneath and he knocked

"Come in." he heard his mistress reply and he opened the door reluctantly. Inside, he found yet another large bedroom with a rather large round bed with lush red blankets on it. Underneath the blankets, with a book in hand, sat the gold dragon and he couldn't help but admit that she looked rather attractive with way the candle light reflected off of her golden scales. However, he said nothing as he approached the creature that idly flipped a page.

"Put the food on the table and go through the door to your left." The dragon said, flipping a page as the human did as commanded. "Now go and start a bath once you're in there. I want it warm to the point where you can almost see the heat coming off of the water."

"Yes mistress." He said yet again, placing the food on a table next to the bed before going to the door.

"Is that all you're going to say? Just 'yes mistress'?" She asked, looking up from her book as he sat at the door. The man only turned to look at her.

"Yes mistress." He replied then walked through the door, leaving the dragoness slightly irritated.

In the bathroom, Steele saw that the bathtub itself was the size of a small pool and the toilet was specially designed for the dragons. With a small sigh, Steele went and started the bath and a moment later, steam filled the room. It took a long time for it to be filled, but in the end, it didn't matter to him. With a nod, Steel turned about and walked into his mistress' room to find her already about to enter.

"Your bath is ready mistress." Steele said as he held the door open for her. The claws made clacking noises as she went across the marble flooring and Steele made to leave as she slowly eased herself into the hot, foamy water.

"Where are you going?" The dragon asked as he was about to leave. Steele stopped at the door when she called out to him.

"Mistress?" He questioned as he turned to regard the dragon. She scowled at him.

"Slave Steele: Remove your cloths and come in with me." Steele's eyes went wide. Almost immediately, Steele felt himself remove his shirt and unbuckled his pants. She had now crawled in all the way and she had lain down to allow as much of the water to cover her body as she could. The dragoness' had to admit, he had got the warmth of the water just right. Now Steele stood naked and he felt himself shiver as he made his way to the side of the tub.

"You've got to be kidding me." He groaned as he placed his foot into the water. Warmth engulfed it almost immediately and he placed his other foot in as well. Soon he found himself slowly making his way to the dragoness' side. All the while she watched him walk through the water towards him, impressed of the way he looked. It had been a long time since she had found someone...pleasing to look at to say the least. And knowing how the gladiators were, she was certain he was pent up and wanted this; he just didn't even know what this was.

Now standing at her side, the dragon spread one of her wings and looked up at the chiselled face of the man. Taking the hint, Steele grabbed a nearby sponge and began to wash the flexible member. All the while, not removing his eyes from hers as she watched him begin and Steele was surprised at how smooth her scales felt. After a moment, he began to pick up the pace and rubbed at the firm scales in a delicate manner, removing much of the dirt and grime that had accumulated over the day, making his way slowly to her wings 'shoulder'.

"Steele, how old are you?" The dragon suddenly asked, causing the human to stop his washing and looked at her. A moment later he resumed, rubbing his thumbs in slow circles.

"Thirty one." The human replied, rubbing her 'shoulder' slowly. "Why the hell does it matter to you?" The dragoness suddenly snorted. A decent age for a human, but she would have to do something about his attitude.

"Slave Steele: You are not to curse when you are around me." The magic caused the human to shudder and he wanted to curse right then and there, but he could not. "As for my reasons, I have my own."

Steele snorted himself. "Yeah whatever, Butt monkey." The dragoness gave him a strange look, causing him to shrug. "If you take away my curses, I'll just come up with different ways to make fun of you."

The dragoness stared long and hard at the human. Suddenly she burst into laughter and for some reason unknown to him, Steele began to laugh along with her, both laughing hard a good few minutes as the human continued to rub her, now on her back.

The laughter died down and he suddenly got a good reaction from the dragon as she suddenly rose her body up. "Ohh!" she groaned suddenly when he rubbed just about half way down her spine. "Slave Steele: Do not stop unless I tell you to and you will go to rub where I tell you to."

He gave her a strange look now as he continued down a small bit until he was at the base of her tail. Now why would she command him to do something like that? He began to rub the soapy sponge across her tail, rubbing in slowly circles and he looked up when the dragon suddenly gave a coo. She had her jaw slightly a gap and he could even see the very tip of her tongue poking out. He thought nothing of it as he slowly raised her tail out of the way...

And his gaze met the swollen lips of her sex.

"Oh you have got to be KIDDING me!" Steele cried as he went on with washing the bottom of her tail. "You're trying to use me as a flipping sex toy!" the dragon seemed to get a grin, her tongue poking out of her mouth as she smiled at him naughtily.

"MAaybe?" She said in a sing song voice. Steele watched in horror as he slowly began to make his way south. "Steele, go lower."

"nononononoNONONONONO!" He cried as he felt his fingers brushed past her anal passage and went farther until he felt her lips. Steele could feel her already slick with moisture, and it wasn't from the water. Steele realized as he felt the sex of the dragon that she was in heat and he just wanted to run, to flee from the room and not look back. But the slave spell was in affect and he was forced to slowly rub either side of her vent.

"Damn it lady! I shouldn't be doing-." The dragon snorted at how he was trying to argue his way out.

"Slave Steele: You are not to say a word until you have thoroughly fucked me." She muttered in between waves of pleasure as the human rubbed her gently. She heard an audible click of his teeth as well as a deep, irritated huff of air. She looked back to see him giving her an evil glare and she smiled when she saw his manhood beginning to swell in the foam.

"Oh come now." She cooed softly at him, wrapping her long sinuous tail around his waist and fondled his genitals with her tail. She saw him groan and close his eyes as he himself still rubbed at her vent. "You're enjoying this as much as I am, now proceed Steele lest I use the spell to make you."

Steele growled at her and she gave a sharp intake of air when she felt his finger trace the inside of her lips. She shuddered as he continuously rubbed up and down for a moment and she looked back to see a strange look on his face. A mixture of disgust and arousal maybe, but she knew he was going got enjoy what was coming up next.

Steele was not enjoying himself. This was the last thing he was expecting in his life, to end up being the slave of a slutty dragoness. He had hoped he would die in the ring, a noble death against unfair odds, not as some human sex toy. But deep down, Steele knew he was enjoying the intimate feeling he was giving this dragoness and he did find her rather attractive. One of the things that he had come to appreciate about being a gladiator was that the dragons around him have seemed to grow in beauty over the years.

Soon, he reluctantly gave up and decided to enjoy himself, even if this was at first rape. Looking up, he saw the gold dragon watching him with her green eyes. "Proceed." She whispered and that was what Steele did.

Stopping his rubbing, he pressed his finger against her vent and slowly pushed in, her fluids providing lubrication as he slowly went to his knuckle in her most treasured area. Now up to his knuckle, Steele slowly slid out and back in, pushing in certain spots of her sex to get a small whimper from her while she kept rubbing his now rock hard erection with her tail. Both began to use a steady pumping motion on either of them and Steele went to using two fingers, spreading her a bit wider to add more pleasure to her.

Steele looked up for a moment to see that his mistress was panting heavily, but he didn't want her to cum so soon and he slowed his pace, allowing her to calm down slightly. But it seemed that she didn't want him too and he felt her tail tighten around his shaft. He groaned as he felt himself jerk suddenly in her grasp and he shoved his fingers once more into her move depths, using his thumb to rub her clit at the same time.

Once more, Steele went back to the pace he was at before and he looked up to see her eyes closed, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth as she groaned from his ministrations. A sudden shudder made Steele feel her walls clamp down for a moment and he wondered how she would feel around his cock. He dismissed the idea, knowing full well that that would never happen and he went back to the feel of her soft tail rubbing along his sensitive member.

"So good..." The gold dragoness suddenly moaned as he picked up pace. Soon he felt a steady stream of fluids being produced by her and he was for once happy that they were in a bath as there was so much sex juice that a puddle wouldn't formed around their feet. He groaned as well when the tail picked up its pace and he felt a squeezing sensation in his lower regions.

A moment later, and he heard her give a sudden scream of pleasure, flames spewing out as Steele felt her wall clamp down and sucked on his fingers, trying to bring him deeper into her. At that moment as well, he felt her tail tighten around him and his moan joined hers as he came, spewing his seed across her rump and vaginal lips while his digits were still buried in her.

After what felt like minutes, Steele and the dragoness calm down and he slowly pulled himself from around her. He stared in disgust at his own hand that was covered in their juices and he was about to wash it away in the warm water when the dragon spun about and took his two fingers in her long mouth. He watched in awe as the gold dragon suckled on his fingers, gulping down the mess on them. He already felt himself harden at the feel of her tongue on him

"Slave Steele..." she began once more as she suddenly removed her mouth and nuzzled Steele's manhood. After watching him grow once more, she spun about slowly and raised her hips and tail to him.

"...Mount me."

With a gulp, Steele approached her slowly, grasping his cock with his hand as he slowly rubbed her flanks. Raising her tail, he placed it over his shoulder to allow himself easy access to her snatch and he began to rub against her slowly. Occasionally, he would gently push his head against her lips, causing them to spread apart. But just as he was about to begin penetration, he pulled away and went back to his rubbing.

"Stop teasing me human or I'll make you my dinner for tomorrow!" She suddenly growled with a mixture of promise and arousal and he gave a nod, grasping around her rear leg as he began to push deep into her sex. Inch by slow inch, Steele made his way into her warmth and both groaned loudly from the feeling of his dick going deep into her depths. As soon as he was hilted, the human stopped to admire the feeling of her walls twitching along his shaft as well as to take a look for himself that he was actually inside a dragon's pussy.

"Gods, that feels amazing..." he heard the dragon moan. Now he slowly pulled himself out only to push back in moments after. Steele couldn't help but laugh quietly, since he couldn't out loud, at how she was reacting. It was like she was wanting this for a long time, but he decided that it was just his imagination.

Soon he was thrusting into her at a steady pace, her liquids making it easier for him to slide in. The water splash at his knees as he fucked the dragon, each thrust causing her entire body to move slightly forward. At one point, Steele had stopped the motion for a moment, only to feel the dragon take over by pushing herself onto his hard manhood, even swaying her hips while he was fully embedded in her which caused him to give a gasp of pleasure. She watched him over her shoulder all the while, her tongue hanging loosely from her mouth as she continued to pant.

After that, the human went back to being in control by grabbing both her hips and went back to his thrusting, but he was going faster this time. Soon, he too, was gasping and panting along with the dragoness. He rubbed her tail base slowly, even taking the time to nibble at her tail. That made the dragon squirm and he felt the muscles within her tighten on his shaft. Oh how he would've cursed at the feeling, but he could not and so he remained silent save for his heavy breathing.

Now he leaned over her back, towards the dragons head as he tried desperately to give both her and him more pleasure. What he found instead was the dragon's muzzle pressed against his in what was supposed to be a heated kiss between lovers. But to Steele, they were not lovers and he pulled away, causing her to give a whine as he continued. This confused him, as she acted like they were when their relationship was simply a horny dragon and her slave. But his mind was removed from this thought as Steele felt an impending orgasm about to hit. And by the way her walls were clenching on him, he knew that she was too.

"Don't pull out..." He heard the dragon whisper and his eyes bugged out. She wanted him to finish inside her vent? And that's what did it. With a mighty roar, Steele pushed himself as deep as he could go inside the dragon and she gave out her own scream, her own orgasm overcoming her strictly from the feel of his seed filling her womb. Both their bodies twitched spastically from the feeling of each other finishing, and soon a mixture of each other's goo dripped from her sex around Steele's embedded prick and into the water.

With a wet noise, Steele pulled out of her, causing her to moan from the feeling oh his shaft leaving her and the human fell into the water with a splash. Looking up, he saw the dragons rump shuddering in his face before it too, fell to its side with a larger splash then he caused. He watched as the dragon slowly came back from the afterglow of the moment.

"Slave Steele: (Pant) you may speak once more." She panted slowly. Steele felt the magic that prevented him from speaking slowly dissipate and he rubbed his mouth.

"Are we done here Mistress?" he asked slowly standing up in the water. She looked at him confused.

"Did you not...enjoy yourself?" She asked as he pulled himself out of the tub. He grabbed a towel and began to quickly dry himself off.

"Only on the bestial level." He replied, walking over to where his clothes were. "Other than that, you basically just raped a virgin. Heck, the only reason I even enjoyed it was simply because it was sex and everything likes sex, no matter what species it is as well as that I was forced too. So well done milady, you just raped a virgin." That part he spat out angrily. The dragon eyes went wide

"A virgin?!" She called out, standing straight to her feet. "But...but...but..."

Steele laughed at her lack of words as he threw his clothes on. "So you're speechless now after you found out I'm a virgin! Honestly lady, you make me laugh" He suddenly stopped at the door when he remembered something she did during the sex. Turning to look back at her, He was surprised to see a look of sadness on her and she did not look at him.

"Earlier why did you kiss me?" He asked looking over his shoulder. "And why did you whine when I pulled away from it?

The dragon seemed only to flinch at the question, moving herself even farther from him. "I have my own reasons." He thought he heard a hint of sadness in the words, but dismissed them as he walked out, closing the door behind him. As he walked off, Steele just kept thinking about that kiss and thought about why she did it.

The only thing he could come up with was something he thought a dragon could never feel about a human. Something he knew he would never return so long as he lived, simply because of what they did to him and human-kind.