In ties I willingly serve

“Thyna, why did you put up with this?" An averaged sized human asked his much taller dragon, while fitting a muzzle over the dragon's mouth. The voice in his head was smooth, almost spoken in a delighted purr. “You know that's the law."

With a sigh of defeat, he just checked the fit “Isn't it rattling? Is it comfortable?" He asked his dragon, while inspecting the various chains that were holding her bulk down. Another day and another failed attempt to know why she was just so damned easy to handle compared to the other dragons. She almost seemed willing to get into the chains.

“Stop worrying" The dragoness gave a huff. “You should rather go. You have your duties to attend, Matthew." Within the limited movements, she shoved her nose against his belly to push him away.

“I really hate to leave you here, uncomfortable" He received another snort from his dragon “Your care for me is sweet and all, but I don't need it. I will be just fine." her voice was odd, while her mental voice was still unflappable. It was very different from her real voice. There was this underlying feeling, a rush, a thrill under her words.

He was defeated by his large, God knows how much, heaver dragoness. After closing the stable doors, he was greeted by a heavy pat on his shoulder.

“You have to teach me that, someday." A friendly voice greeted him. “Just getting off your dragon and chain her up like that? Hot damn. It would be much safer for my stable personal to get mine chained up"

Matthew pulled on his shoulders. “I can't teach luck, Dereck. She has always been like that. It's not like I do something extra-ordinary to make her quietly accept the chains."

“Well, if you ever want to trade" Dereck joked “Hell, it's like she's got a bondage kink or something."

Matthew gave his 'friend' a death stare. “Don't be so absorbed. Dragons don't have kinks."

“Oh boy." Dereck said but decided to stay silent when he received another glare for Matthew. They had to get on their merry way for their meeting in time anyway. They walked to the meeting with a fast pace, shoving themselves through the huss and buss of the town. Most of the townspeople moved aside when their eyes lied on the 'Dragon rider' clothing they were wearing with pride. Some glares stumbled on their swords with dread, wonder, or suspicion.

“Finally," Matthew took a deep breath, stopping in front of the door of a big stone mansion. “Now let's hope we're not late; the general would skin us if we were." He knocked heavily on the door. Waiting a good bit of time before the door would have finally been opened. A servant looked through the crack of the door at the two of them.

“I am sorry, Master Bermuth is not at home right now." She apologized and slightly bent her knee.

“Not at home? But we are supposed to have a meeting, didn't we?" Dereck said with disbelieve.

“Oh, Master Bermuth said something about that." She closed the door again and fumbled with some papers. When she opened the door again, she gave both riders an envelope. “Master feared some of you might have not got the news in time. The meeting is cancelled. Everything is explained on the letter." She closed the door again, leaving both Matthew and Dereck staring with puzzled eyes the door.

“Great. This has all been for nothing." Dereck was the first to open his mouth. “Well then I go shopping, my wife has bugged me forever to bring something nice from the capital, so I will do it while I have the time. What about you" He pushed Matthew's side with his elbow. “Maybe you can find yourself a nice lady. It is time for you to get married."

Matthew's face turned a small shade of red. “Uhm perhaps another day, I have work to do too."

“If that floats your boat, we don't get many days off. So, listen to my advice: treat yourself, go to a pub. Perhaps, meet a well of father who has a daughter of marriage age."

Matthew rolled his eyes at the whole idea. “Noted" He simply said and walked away. It was not like he did not want a wife; meeting a lady and waiting for the marriage to be arranged felt uncomfortable at the best of times and wrong at the worst of times.

He made his way back to the stables, not wanting to have Thyna tied up for to long. Besides, she needed a bath and the lake near the town would have been nice. He did a tour of the town to pick up some lunch, but he ended up being back hours earlier before he was supposed to.

From the other side of the stable door, he could hear suppressed huffing and soft growls. “What ever is she doing in there?" He asked himself to open the door quickly. His eyes fell on a dragoness who had managed to free up her tail tip enough to rub it across the base of her tail. While her purple scales did not allow her to blush, she looked quite flustered, and a familiar but odd smell had risen through the barn. He often smelled it when he came back from trips to the town, but it had never been so thick in the air.

Thyna's eyes were shut, as she took rapid breaths while rubbing her tail tip up and down. It took a moment for Matthew to realise what was going on. Surprised to have caught his dragon in the act, the stable door slipped from his hand and slammed shut.

The dragoness's eyes shot opened and looked terrified at her rider. A look that gave Matthew a guilty feeling. “Oh, uhm if you need time…just tell me." He wanted to turn around and leave.

“Oh, uhm no, I shouldn't keep you waiting for a mission… I just did not expect you to be back so soon…" Her mental voice sounded, husky, or at least it was laden with feeling of need and desire. It flustered Matthew, whose cheeks started to burn brighter than the sun, with a lush reddish pink.

“There is no mission." Matthew explained “I thought to come back early to relieve you of the chains… I did not know you used this time to, you know, relieve yourself."

“Oh" she said, slowly uncoiling her own tail, even though that motion sent more of that thick scent into the stable. A scent that tickled Matthew's nose. Although a human would not have been able to smell the pheromones in the air, he was infused with enough draconic magic to have some response.

“Well, I suppose you want to go anyway."

Matthew turned around slowly. “Well yes, we can go somewhere quite so you can take care of yourself and have a bath, free of these chains."

The two stared at each other for a long time. His dragon seemed to have something on her mind, though. She wiggled uneasily from side to side. He was not sure if that was from the uncomfortable situation or that there was something more going on, something she wanted to tell.

“Could you chain me up again then?" She asked, a question that struck Matthew like thunder and suddenly the comment earlier made so much more sense. He did feel stupid not to have realised it before.

“Is that why you don't mind being chained up by me?" The dragoness nodded but added “But only by you"

“What on earth you…" He started but stopped realising the meaning. “So, every time you growled at a woman was to chase them away?" He asked with a rather cold tone in his voice, his emotions did not properly respond anymore. “Even though I punished you for it many times."

“For me it was not a punishment at all." Thyna commented, feeling for the first time relieved to no longer hide something from her rider. It had gotten damned difficult to hide her own agenda.

“Cripes, Thyna!" He swore under his breath. “What is next, you tell me that you do not want a dragon as mate but me?"

“Do I have to tell the truth now too?"

Matthew put his hands in his hair, looking with despair at his dragoness “You already did."

“I did, but I did not say anything." She defended herself “I am just a helpless, bound dragoness"

Matthew normally saw that whole helpless bound dragoness as innocent and with a playful behaviour, but right now with that revelation at hand, he wondered. “How long."

“Since our bonding." She answered, wiggling a bit more, as far as the chains let her.

“By the ancestors, how is it possible I did not realise all of this for nine bloody years??"

“Well, you are not a dragon, so I doubt my pheromones would have given it away. Otherwise, I think you would have discovered a lot earlier."

“Just shush" Matthew said, walking to his dragoness to undo the muzzle. “I am going to release you now, and you are not going to flirt with me. We are going to the lake. You are going to take a bath and I will think this all over while I have my lunch and damn it, I hope I get to process everything."

Thyna remained still and silent while he undid and packed up the chains. Normally he would start at her rear, but today he did that last, not wanting to see what kind of mess she made there. Luckily it was rather easily to not look so long she did not rise her tail, but she would have to undo part of her tail straps. And so, he had a full view of something he could have normally ignored. In his defence, usually her slit was nearly invisible between her scales but now, it was swollen and dripping fluids. Matthew's face turned even a brighter read. When he got back from Thyna's tail, his whole face was pink. In silence he stored the gear away in her saddle backs and gotten on her back.

“Damn you dragon" He swore softly before scotting her outside of the stable doors. “Now fly" He shouted, hoping that she would not leave a trail or something. Luckily for him, she did not speak during the trip. She just kept quiet, giving Matthew some time to process his feelings. But how did he feel? Should he have been angry with her? He couldn't be angry about feelings. They just happened. Or was he angry she hid it from him? But why? Because a close friend lied to him? Or was it something more? In the end, he just wanted to shout against a tree or something to get rid of the frustration he was feeling. He was frustrated because she felt like that, frustrated that… he could not help but to be intrigued by it. Frustrated that, he did not know anymore.

By the time they landed at the lake, Matthew's head was a mess, but he did have a plan. He detached the saddle backs from her, letting them fall on the ground. He jumped off shortly after, walking to the front of his dragon to look into her eyes.

“Aren't you go to undo my saddle?" She wondered out loud, nibbling at her wings a bit, looking ashamed.

“No." Matthew said with a stern voice, with a leash in his hands. Normally the leash was more of a show, to demonstrate the public how dragons could act, while being contained. But today, well, the show was somewhere else.

“What?" She asked interrupting his thoughts, while lowering her head towards him to close the distance. She gasped softly when she felt the lease hook into her collar. “Matthew, what are you up to?" She asked, sounding unsure, as the emotions that came with those words were mixed up. Feeling multiple emotions at once, emotions that did not make it easier for Matthew to think straight. At a moment like this he hated the bound they shared, to feel each other's emotions.

“I am going to punish you for keeping a secret like this for nine bloody years, Thyna."

“But those punishments…are not punishments for me…Remember?" Instinctively she lowered her head below that of Matthew, being smaller despite being a much larger dragoness.

“I do remember" he said harshly, bending forward to plant a kiss on her nose. “Now shush, before I change my mind and lay down."

Thyna did what she was told. She tied up the leash to a tree. Not that it would prevent her from moving, but it made her feel powerless. Matthew tossed all the chains and gear from the saddle backs and went to work. He did not use the normal way of tying her up. First, he did her neck straps then with her help strapped up her tail, attaching a rope between her tail tip and one of the straps around the base of her neck he pulled on her tail.

“Get that tail curled over you, big lizard." Matthew grunted in the effort of hosting up her tail.

“What are you planning, Matthew…" She was interrupted. “Master." He simply said. “You are a beast in need of discipline, you can use my name when you learned your lesson."

“Okay, master" He could feel the wave of excitement that one word sent across her hide. If he only knew before that he could control her desires so easily. It made him feel powerful and special at the same time. Here, having this powerful dragoness under his control by choice made him feel a bunch of feelings he had never felt before.

With a stern knot he managed to curl her tail all around her back to her neck. Showing off her rear to anyone who would have even dared to look. Next, her legs, with more straps, ropes, and with her help, he strapped them closes to her body, making her impossible to move. As usual, dealing with her wings was more difficult, requiring a whole harness per wings. He tied them to the saddle to leave her with way less movement as normal. As a cherry on top, he muzzled her again, closing of her muzzle with a few straps around it. When he was done, he walked back to admire the tied-up dragoness; tied in ropes, chains, and leather. She was trembling not out of cold but excitement. That scent was in the air again.

“What are you going to do, master?" She asked, unable to look at Matthew standing in front of her rear legs.

“No, don't speak." He commanded her. “Speak only when I allow it." She could hear he was swinging something short. She felt a slight sting at her rear. He had used his whip against her. Thyna gasped through the muzzle.

Matthew looked at the impact the whip made with her rear. Honestly, he did not expect any markings. Her scales were very resilient, but the effect was impressive none the less. Her reaction and her emotions started flowing in his brain as she was no longer able to contain those within herself. He was a bit out of training, but her desire did drive him to swing it again and again. Each time she gave a hiss, and more pleasure flooded in his brain, while he saw her getting wetter and wetter under her tail.

“Dammit, you are a kinky beast, aren't you?" He said to her, even though he received no answer. “Answer me, beast." He said again.

“Yes, I am a kinky beast" She said, and then adding: “I am your kinky beast."

Matthew did not know why it felt so hot to him. He should not have felt this way for a dragoness. Hell, if people knew, he would have been rejected with so much force his offspring would get whiplash for generations to come. Although he did not stop, her declaration made him go further.

“My kinky beast?" he said, walking to the base of her tail and tracing a finger along the edge of her slit. She shivered under his touch, pushing back. He just kept trailing lightly along her tail. Shifting a bit and gaining some courage, he traced a finger through one of the trails of her juices to collect some of it. First, he sniffed his finger. Her scent was earthy, sweet, and turned him on. Slowly her brought the finger to his lips and licked it with his tongue. The taste was as good as the smell. Something in him broke at that moment. Any barrier he was hesitant to break fell in that instant.

“What makes you my beast?" He asked his dragon with a thick lust in his voice.

“The bounding…" Was the hesitant answer from the dragoness.

“Is that really so?" He growled softly “I don't think I have made you properly mine yet."

“What are you-" She stopped mid-sentence to growl loudly, as she felt his tongue tracing along her slit. “Oh master" She huffed softly, growling and shivering every time he licked her slit.

She could feel her master's tongue wiggling and trying to find her pleasure spots. Later, his fingers joined his tongue as he spread her to enjoy himself. His whole face was buried into her slit. His tongue finally found her clitoris and latched on, while his fingers pushed into her vagina, letting her walls swallow up them. She was large enough he could push a whole fist into her. Pumping it in and out, while he sucked on that little numb.

His dragoness growled and mewled at the sensation, while her desire was burning in his brain. The more he pushed onwards, the more pleasure she received, and the more he could taste and smell her pheromones. It was like an inner dragon had been awakened. Her walls tightened around his arm, milking it like horny dragoness in heat. Perhaps, she was.

With a muted growl and smoke, she released herself around his limb, spraying him with juices as she came. The intense desire left him panting painfully hard, together with her. He did not think of taking off his clothes before starting, and now they were soaking wet, and there was a big stain. With an annoyed huff he tossed his shirt and pants off in a hurry. With a pained groan he managed to undo his underpants, letting his hard member feel the chill autumn air.

He shook some of the juices from his arm while walking around to his dragon's head again. “You are a needy girl, aren't you?" He looked up at his dragon and reached out to tug on her leash. Pulling the dragoness close to her chest so she could smell her scent on him, combined with his own. “Getting me all wet like that…" He huffed “And full of need."

She just looked up with big innocent eyes, pulling on some of his heart strings. “Dammit, you." he said, “You are corrupting me." He accused her with half serious intentions. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" He hooked a finger around one of the straps keeping her mouth shut and undid the muzzle that kept her from opening her mouth.

He did not receive and answer but instead she moved down with her head and took his member into her mouth, slowly playing with it and receiving a pleasured teeth grinding moan from her rider. He slowly buckled his hips pushing deeper into her maw and thrusting her dangerously sharp teeth. “Thinking" He huffed “To lose my virginity by a dragon"

Thyna stopped to look up at her rider and now master. “Am I your first?" she asked in confirmation. “I thought you had tasted a woman before"

“You chased them away, remember?" He tugged her leash “And don't you dare to stop." He groaned a command, pushing her nostrils against his crotch. With a soft huff she continued, inhaling his scent. Her tongue coiled and suckled along his member, enjoying the taste of his precum dripping on her taste buds. She was sucking and huffing at the scent. That itch under her tail returned needy for a release but she could not scratch it.

“Could you release my tail master?" She asked not interrupting her worship of his member.

“Why would I do that my dragoness?"

“I want…to use it" She gave a warm huff across his groin.

“Well, my dragoness, no. See it as your punishment. However, if you do a good job, I will reward you."

He did not have to say that twice, luckily. She continued suckling his member with renewed vigour and his pleasure was growing up. He started to push and thrust against his dragoness's muzzle. He started to growl, almost sounding draconic and his eyes turned into slits as the bound they shared strengthened with the pleasure they shared. She edged him on, letting her tongue out of her muzzle and licking along the underside of his balls with each thrust. With this new pleasure added to the feeling of her hot muzzle around his cock, he did not last long. He squirted his warm seed in jets across her tongue.

He took a moment, embracing the top of her head with his upper body. “You did good, my dragoness."

“Thank you, master." She hummed, enjoying the taste of his cum on her tongue. She let it roll around, impressing its taste into her memory.

They stayed close like that for a few more minutes, regaining some more energy while his cock was still hard in her mouth. Eventually he pulled it from her mouth, letting Thyna look at it.

“Does my master need more?" Thyna asked, nosing his ball sack. “Or does master require more of me?"

When Matthew looked down with his now draconic eyes, he could see the needs of his dragoness in her eyes. He pulled a devious smirk and walked around her to gaze at her slit again. It was a bit higher than he could reach but he had an idea. He pulled a small stepladder from his saddle packs and placed it behind his dragon. It was not perfect, but it had to do for now. Perhaps later they could think of better ways to do this but now he just wanted to claim her.

He reached for his member and pushed inside of her slit. For the size difference it was surprising that now he inserted his member, she tightened around him. It was still a lose fit and he could easily push all the way inside. She was burning hot, nearly enough to be unpleasant to the touch. It did hurt a bit but then everything turned into pleasure, thanks to his lust. He started to thrust, holding onto her tail for stability, letting his and her pleasure flow into one mind while he thrusted.

They were no longer separate beings mating, but rather one soul with two bodies who were driving into a pleasured extasy, pushing, and pulling, grunting, and moaning in unison. He kept going on, fuelled by her pleasure and her pleasure was fuelled by the sensation he had. Although he climaxed a few minutes before, he was already getting near his much-needed edge.

He pulled himself up against his dragoness, pushing himself as deep as he could and climaxed within her, sending waves of cum across her vaginal walls, at the same time she coated him again with her juices. Claiming him with her scent while he claimed hers with his seed. She growled to her extend and breath fire into the lake not to draw attention of any other dragon that might be flying around.

The two kept holding for a while, eventually Matthew pulled himself away from her, coated in her juices. He was sure if he stayed like that any longer, they would have been stuck together forever. He was a bit slow while trying to undo the bounds that kept her in her place.

“Awrr, can't we keep this on a little longer Master?" She begged.

“I need a bath; you need a bath." Matthew said, “And I need to wash my clothes." When he undid the last strap, Thyna turned his head.

“Well, if you insist." she said and pushed him down on his back, licking across his chest, licking up her own juices and some of the cum that was stained on his member.

“Dammit, you dragon." he moaned and pulled her head into a deep kiss, letting her explore his mouth with her long tongue. The mixture of his cum, her juices and their mouths was odd but pleasant. They two kept deep kissing for a while.

“We have to get clean, though." Matthew hummed through their shared link.

With some reluctance, he did manage to push the needy dragoness from him and towards the water.

“Shame, I wish I could enjoy it more."

Suddenly it clicked with Matthew. “Are you in heat?" He asked.

“Yes, I am."

Matthew looked at his dragon with a grin. “And my dragoness needs her master to release her?"

He received a nod. With a wicked grin he moved to the side of the lake. “Why don't you lay down on your back here?" He hummed instructing her. She let her tail into the water and laid wings spread for everyone to see on the warm dirt that made up the bedding of the lake. Matthew climbed on top of her and pushed his member against her slit, grinding and letting his member be coated by her juices before scooting down and poking the member tip at her tailhole with a devious grin.

“Oh, master yes!" She hummed at the sudden intrusion of her tailhole.

Up high above A red dragon flew with a rider on his back. The rider, Dereck looked over his dragon's wing. “isn't that Thyna?" he asked his dragon.

“It is, Master Dereck" His dragon responded with trained discipline.

“What is she doing there?"

“She is in heat Master Dereck, no doubt trying to draw a male dragon to mount her."

“Oi, dragon, I did not need to know that."

“You did ask what she was doing."

Dereck grunted at his dragon's literal take and inability to sense common decency. “What is that on top of her?" Dereck took his spyglass and looked down at what was going on. What he saw shocked him; Thyna had craned her head all the way forwards to French kiss Matthew while he trusted into her tailhole and had a whole fist into her slit.

“What kind of beasts-" Dereck said with an angry growl “Beast, head back to the city. NOW"