Dracokin 5 - new ( MF ds fant dragon )

I was sitting alone in my library working on a long-range plan for Melissa's 
education when the messenger arrived. The gold sphere slowly formed not far 
from me. Not pleased to be interrupted I ignored it for a while. If nothing 
else it was a good way to get rid of unwanted callers. An time passed like 
that, with me and it just sitting there.

Finally I relented and looked up at it. "Yes?"

"Graycin, I have some news you might be interested in," the sender spoke in 
dracoian, which of course eliminated a very large percentage of people in the 
world.

I recognised the voice immediately; it was one of the few other dracokin that 
I was glad to speak to. "What's up Golri?" I inquired, leaning back in my 
chair.

"Takkuda has predicted that the time is near," he answered, emphasising the 
word time. There was no question what he meant; only one "time" was important 
to Takkuda.

"Thanks for the info, I'll step up efforts," I told him.

"Good, millennia of work rests in this, your part is important," he voice was 
grave, but then so was Golri.

"All parts are important," I replied automatically. I frowned. "Did Takkuda 
give any indication of when the time would come?"

"More than a week, less than a year," Golri answered. 

"That's not long," I commented. "We may need to act as impatiently as the 
child races." 

"That is so, is there anything else we need to discuss?"

I waved at the sphere. "No." It vanished without a word.

Then I noticed the second messenger of the day approaching outside. Grumbling 
I stalked through the tunnels towards the entrance. I'm glad I didn't 
encounter any of the girls they probably would've been scared for days.

Outside I found one of the village boys stumbling around the forest. He 
stammered out Adara's message and I immediately dismissed him. I imagine the 
poor boy was thanking his lucky stars that he managed to get away unscathed. 
He was luckier than he thought and always would be, thanks to the enchantment 
I cast on him.

I stood considering the news. The fates seemed to be smiling on me. A simple 
teleportation spell moved me to the army's camp. My arrival caused quite a 
stir, you'd think they never had a dracokin appear suddenly appear only 
twenty meters from the King's Tent. I stood waiting for the soldiers to 
realise that their arrows weren't actually going to reach me.

Finally a man in glittering armour called a cease fire. He walked towards me. 
"What can we do for you, noble dragon?" the man asked with a bow.

"I am here to see your King," I told him. He paused for a second, then nodded 
and turned back to the tent. The guard next to the flap pulled it aside for 
him, allowing him to enter. It was only moments before he returned.

In that time I took in the sights of the camp. Not far away sat a large wagon 
cage. I smiled when I saw the contents. The elf girl looked a lot like her 
ancestor, there was certainly no question of her heritage. It appeared that 
things were starting to fall together by themselves. It times like this that 
I find myself considering the existence of a greater power.

The armoured man, probably a general or something, returned, telling me that 
the King bade me enter. I walked past him, ignoring his presence now. The two 
guards quickly pulled the flaps apart. Adara stood beside a large man lying 
on the cot, the King I guessed. His leg was a mess. I sniffed once, the air 
in the tent told me everything I needed to know.

"Elf shot," I commented. "Someone even went so far as to try to burn it out."

Adara nodded silently, not surprised by my diagnosis. "I've given him the 
first cure. We were just discussing what to do about the rest of his 
treatment."

"Excuse me," interrupted the subject of discussion. "Some introductions would 
be nice."

"And unnecessary, you and I both know who the other is, and neither of us is 
impressed," I told him. I then turned backed to Adara. "Would you serve him 
if I let you?"

Adara looked at me thoughtfully for a time. "I'd serve his station," she 
finally answered.

I nodded, then turned my gaze on the King. "I want the elf princess, in 
return I'll release Adara from her oath."

"And if I refuse?" he asked bluntly.

"He takes both me and the elf," Adara answered for me.

The King laughed. "So its true about dragon's deals then. As I have no 
choice, I accept." He turned his head. "Sebastian!" he shouted at the top of 
his voice. 

A few seconds later the general poked his head in. "Yes your majesty?"

"When the good dracokin here wishes to leave, release the elven princess to 
him, and make sure that the lady Adara is given a tent nearby," the King 
instructed.

"As you wish your majesty." The man immediately vanished once more.

"Good man that," Adara commented.

"Yes, at this rate he'll probably succeed me," the King commented, "but 
enough of such morbid thoughts, to what do I owe your visit, friend dracokin? 
I doubt it was to take my prize from me."

"The word friend doesn't appear my native tongue," I informed him, "and I 
came to give you a warning. The fourth age is coming to a close, and it has 
yet to be decided what will come in the fifth."

The King looked at me in confusion. "Pardon?"

"In the first age the dracos and their descendants ruled. They retreated to 
their homes, leaving the second age to the child races. In the third age 
humans and elves ruled the world alone. The fourth age began with the fall of 
the elven Queen. The fifth age will bring another shift in power, but not 
even the most powerful of my kind can see how," I explained. It was a very 
cut down version of the history of our world, but I'm sure he got the point.

"Dark portents, and where will the dracokin stand during this?"

"Where we have stood since the end of the first age," I replied in all 
honesty.

"Standing on the sidelines laughing," the King commented. 

I clicked my tongue. The joke was funny, but equally insulting. "I will take 
my leave now." Turning with a flair I strode out of the tent. General 
Sebastian joined me as I headed for the cage wagon. He quickly ordered the 
guards to open the cage.

As the guards did so Adara came running up to me. "Graycin, I need your 
advice. What should I do?"

I looked at her and purposely misunderstood her question. "No alcohol, rich 
food and medicine," I told her.

She looked at me quizzically for a few seconds. "Not about the King. I meant 
me personally."

"Follow your heart," I said in a grave voice. She gave me a surprised look. I 
grinned "I've always wanted to say that, but its good advice."

She shrugged and I turned away. The guards held the princess between them. It 
wasn't so that she wouldn't run away, but more so that she didn't fall to the 
ground. She looked young for an elf, probably only in her fifties, a time 
comparable to the late  teenage years in humans. Her golden blonde hair was 
matted and streaked with dirt.  Tear tracks travelled down her checks where 
her crying had washed away the mud on her face. Tall and willowly like most 
elves, she would be a good break from the humans back at my lair. I reached 
forward and lifted her head to gaze into her blue eyes.

After a few seconds her eyes focused on me. "Noble one," she whispered 
hoarsely. "Are you here to take me?"

"Yes," I replied.

"I am yours then, oh noble master," she murmured.

"Oh, great, a dragon worshipper," Adara muttered behind me.

Reaching forward I took the bedraggled girl from the two humans. As I 
teleported out I heard one of them comment: "I wish I had his luck with 
women." Strange.

***Ce'Lane

I awoke in a strange cave to the smell of roast deer. My stomach grumbled 
noticeably. The humans had barely fed me, and treated me as little more than 
a animal. I was on my feet and halfway to the only exit before I realised 
that I was naked.

I stopped immediately, trying to remember how I got here. The last thing I 
could definitely remember was the cage. There was a strange dream about a 
dracokin, but nothing to suggest how I got here.

Looking over myself I realised that someone had gone to great trouble to 
clean me up. The rags that my nightdress had become were, of course, gone, 
but so was the dust and mud that coated me after some of the treatment I had 
received. Even my hair was cleaned and all the knots brushed out.

My stomach growled again, reminding me that in the past six days I'd only had 
a few pieces of bread. The smell of the food lead me on. I barely noticed the 
treasures in the cave I stumbled in, following my nose. I entered the cavern 
to find a trio of human females, all as naked as me, sitting around a table 
full with food.

"The sleeper awakes," commented one of them. She was a busty girl, looking 
even more developed than most humans. It was easy to tell what her most 
prominent feature was.

One of the taller of the other two stood and picked up a carving knife and 
fork. "Do you want something?" she asked, resting the knife on the deer.

"Yes," I told her, and sat in the only spare seat at the table. I wasn't 
comfortable being naked in a room of humans, but I was hungry, and wanted to 
eat before it got cold. The girl carved the deer, then added some potatoes 
and salad to a plate before passing it across to me.

"I'm Sharna," the tall girl said, sitting back down. "This is Melaine," she 
indicated the busty girl, "and Deala," pointing to the smaller girl.

"I'm princess Ce'Lane," I told her.

Melaine immediately started laughing. It was a deep laugh that shook her body 
and sent her oversized breast quivering lewdly. "Well, I guess this is quite 
a fall you've taken then your highness," she managed.

"What do you mean? How did I get here?" I demanded of the humans.

This sent Melaine into another fit of laughter. "Oh, I say we let her find 
out for herself."

Sharna shook her head. "Graycin told us to explain the rules."

"And who might Graycin be?" I demanded.

"That would be me," stated a voice from the entrance. I turned to find the 
last thing I'd ever expect, a dracokin, his green scales gleaming in the soft 
light, large wings wrapped casually around him.

I scrambled out of my chair and fell to my knees before him. What I had 
thought to be a dream had been real. My release from the cage had indeed been 
at the hands of a dracokin, and now I was naked and kneeling on the smooth 
cave floor before him. Of course I wasn't sure it was a him, but everything 
pointed that way. What I wondered was what he wanted of me. My mind was 
racing, and avoiding the most obvious conclusions.

"Wow," the over-sexy Melaine muttered. "That's not a reaction I'd expect."

The dracokin, Graycin the humans had called him, walked past me. "She follows 
some strange elven religion that worships dragons," he told the others. 
"Probably started by one of my less ethical brethren. Princess, please do 
stand up."

I stayed on my knees for a few seconds before realising he was talking to me. 
"Yes, Noble One," I said as I rose, turning to face him and the other girls. 
I couldn't help but move to cover myself, aware I was naked in the presence 
of a god.

The smallest of the three humans giggled. Graycin glanced at her and she 
stopped.

"Something funny Deala?" he asked calmly.

"Sorry master, I wasn't laughing at you being noble or anything, just the way 
she said it," the girl said, nervously shifting in her chair.

"That's okay," he turned to Melaine. "Come to the library when you're 
finished." He turned and walked back towards the entrance without even 
acknowledging my presence. After he had gone I finally stopped shaking.

"She's got a bad case of awe," Deala commented before turning back to her 
meal.

"Of course I do," I snapped, stalking over to the table. "He is more powerful 
than any of us." The girl shrank away from me as I grabbed hold of my chair 
and sat down.

"Hey, there's no need to treat her like like!" Melaine cried.

"And why shouldn't I," I demanded. "Not only am I an elf, but a princess, I 
am more than she will ever be."

"Yeah, she'll never be a royal pain in the butt!" Melaine yelled at me.

"Quiet both of you!" Sharna snapped, leaping to her feet. "Melaine, you 
should remember that your lessons." The other girl nodded and fell back into 
seat. "And Ce'Lane, you are going to have to learn that in this place you are 
nothing but an object for to used for Graycin's pleasure. Here status is not 
decided by birth, but by him." She settled back into her chair. "Fighting 
will only cause trouble, and I'd rather not be a slave to an angry dracokin."

Her words confused me. Object, slave, pleasure. The anger drained from me as 
realisation sank in. If I hadn't already been seated I probably would have 
collapsed.

"Eat up," Sharna advised me. "You'll probably need the energy tonight."

I ate slowly and without thinking, my mind on the situation I was in. I 
didn't notice the other girls leave, or the food, dishes and plates vanish 
from the table a short time later.

***Graycin

I left Melaine working on another language learning project. She was learning 
dracoian at a surprising rate. I guess, buried deep in her racial memory, a 
full knowledge of the language was just waiting to be uncovered.

Sharna and Deala were off jogging around some of the larger caverns deeper in 
my lair. As much as I'd have liked to observe the pair of naked beauties 
bouncing around, I had more important things to look to. Namely an elven girl 
called Ce'Lane.

She was still sitting at table the girl's ate at and barely noticed when I 
entered the small room. She started when I cleared my throat.

"Still hungry?" I asked.

Ce'Lane immediately jumped to her feet, then fell to her knees again. I 
stalked over to her and looked down at her as cowered at my feet.

"Noble Graycin, please, tell me why I am here," she begged. She looked nice 
begging, and it was probably the first time in her life she truly begged for 
anything.

"I thought Sharna covered that," I told her. "Stand and come with me." I led 
the quivering elf girl through the twists and turns to a cavern far into my 
lair. 

The cavern was dominated by a huge waterfall. The water came straight from 
the surface and a strange effect had caused the light to be reflected down 
the stream, causing the waterfall to glitter with its internal light. A green 
moss carpeted the ground, muffling our footsteps. Not that we could have 
heard them over the roar of the falling water.

I turned to find Ce'Lane standing behind me, shivering. She was holding 
herself tightly as if to hide her nudity from me. It didn't work, instead she 
had simply squeezed her breasts together. I took my first good long look at 
the naked elf.

When I first brought her in, I ordered Deala and Sharna to help her wash. Her 
golden blonde hair hung down past her shoulders, catching the light from the 
falls. She was taller than the other three girls, but at the same time 
thinner. Her face was angular, eyes blue and of course she had the 
characteristic pointed ears. Her breasts weren't very big compared to a 
human, but elven woman didn't tend to be well endowed. Unlike the three 
humans, her body was hairless, leaving her sex bare before me.

I paced back to her, spreading my wings. Her frightened gaze stayed on my 
face so that when I reached her she was staring almost straight up at me. She 
barely reacted when my clawed hands circled her wrist. Gently I pulled apart 
her arms and lifted them above her head. Still holding her arms I took a step 
back and looked down at her. She was breathing deeply, shaking as she stood 
there.

I released her wrists and stroked down her arms, enjoying the smooth feeling 
of her skin. She shuddered as my hands caressed and cupped her breasts. As I 
said there wasn't much there, but it still made for a enjoyable sensation. I 
continued exploring her body, my hands tracing her curves as she stood there, 
arms outstretched. Carefully I pushed a single clawed digit between her legs. 
Her mouth opened in an unheard gasp and her thighs clamped around my finger.

I extracted my finger, then gazed into her eyes. She was scared, believing 
that I would punish her for her reaction. I placed both claws on her slim 
shoulders and start pushing down ever so gently. Slowly she sank until her 
head was level with my crotch. Her eyes opened wide as my cock slide out into 
view.

I grasped the back of her head and guided her until the head of my cock was 
touching her lips. She glanced up at me, confusion in her eyes, then opened 
her mouth and put the head in her mouth. I thought for a few seconds that I 
would have to yell at her in order for her to get to start working, but then 
I felt her tongue gently fluttered against the tip. She looked up at me, and 
I nodded, encouraging her.

Her tongue once more started to touched my cock, and she lowered her arms to 
lightly touch the rest of my shaft. She wasn't experienced, in fact I doubted 
she had ever even considered sex before in her life with the sheltered 
upbringing she received.

The gently swirling of her tongue was enjoyable, but unlike Deala she had 
neither the skill nor the advantage of my prolonged abstinence, so it was 
unlikely she was going to be able to make me come. With a gentle tug I pulled 
her mouth from my cock.

Kneeling before her I lifted her then laid her out on her back. As I spread 
her legs she looked up and mouthed something at me, concern in her eyes. 
Unfortunately I couldn't hear her over the roar of falling water.

I moved to loom over her, then gently pushed my cock into her virgin hole. 
She was incredibly tight, more so than any of the others. It was only as I 
shoved that I realised how much my entrance would hurt her. Her body arched, 
and she let out a cry I could just here over the waterfall.

It wasn't long before I reached her hymen. I shifted my claws, so that her 
arms were pinned to the ground. Then with a shove I took from her the last 
physical vestiges of her virginity. I could easily hear her cry that time.

I tenderly rolled us so that I could cradle her in my arms. We stayed like 
that for a while, her crying into my chest with my cock buried deep inside of 
her.

Finally I felt her start moving. Slowly she moved her hips back and then 
forward. The pace was agonisingly slow as she started to get used to the 
sensation. I waited until I thought she was ready before once more rolling 
her onto her back. Carefully I picked up the pace, keeping my gaze focused on 
her face to make sure I wasn't hurting her.

It wasn't long before I felt her first orgasm ripple through her. I continued 
fucking her as orgasm after orgasm shot through her. By the time I was ready 
to cum she had long since passed out. I felt my cum explode into her, the 
feeling of relief was exquisite.

In the afterglow I gazed down at my elven princess. She hadn't lasted as long 
as the three humans, I wondered if that was nature or the fact that she was a 
true innocent when it came to sex.