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A dragon master? (Karo & Askeladd)

Askeladd

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High above the forest of the elves deep within the mountain lay a great fortress of a long forgotten race lay a treasure beyond what most kingdoms could ever imagine for themselves. Of course this treasure was not alone it was a dragon's treasure one of the last left in the known world, Argos was one of the few dragons left in this world that had not had his treasure stolen from him, he ruled this mountain and all within it. Today there was a sound like no other that was rarely heard, sometimes it would be one hundred years sometimes it would be ten but the roar of a dragon was never forgotten quickly and the elves remembered it quite clearly. The mountain shook with his power and he blew hot blue fire onto the remains of the men who had tried to steal his treasure, foolish mortals did not know who they tried to steal from. But because they had roused him from his slumber it would be the elves that paid for it, because each time he awoke he would need a new plaything to deal with until he decided to sleep again. Sometimes he stayed awake for a week other times it was years but the elves knew that they must pay the tribute of the most beautiful of their women to him or else risk his wrath upon their village. He wondered what they might send up to his mountain this time, would it be a naive little morsel that resisted until lust and pleasure consumed her mind. Or perhaps a willing servant of a living god wanting to be taken over and over by him, the excitement of just waiting was enough to be glad that he had been awoken again.
 
Though it had been some time since the fearsome dragon had last woken, the villagers were well prepared for the situation at hand. Already they had their most beautiful woman chosen. Artemis had been aware of her hypothetical fate for some time, but the young elf hadn't thought it would really be so soon that she was sent up the mountain, escorted by several armed guard to prevent any attempt to escape, ensuring the safety of the village.

She didn't fight, though. She had resigned to this fate, frightened as she was. Young, beautiful, calm, and serene, all traits that the council had deemed desirable as an offering to the great beast that threatened their village. Deep red locks were tied back in a loose braid that hung over her shoulder, her clothing only a few bands of cloth to cover her breasts and another than ran up between her legs, and a leather collar had been buckled around her neck, signifying that she was, in fact, the one being offered to the dragon.

She was forced to walk the remaining distance to the cave alone, the guards standing watch on the path, again ensuring that she would arrive at her destination. It wasn't until she disappeared into the mouth of the cave that they turned and left quickly, leaving Artemis to wander slowly into the dragon's lair.
 
Argos could sense the elves as they came to the mouth of his den, the size of the entrance alone could be intimidating, statues of warriors were carved into the mountain itself as she slowly entered the den of a dragon. Argos sat in the main room which in itself could be considered incredible as it was many times larger than even castles, there were numerous passageways and doors that led through the entire mountain. Some rooms were simply bedrooms for possible guests though Argos rarely had guests, other rooms were filled with scrolls or books, the deeper rooms led to his personal bath which was a flowing hot spring that could work wonders on anyone's body.

His emerald colored eyes waited the main passageway as he waited for his new plaything to come to him, she seemed to be taking her time at this point but he did not mind. His scales a vibrant gold like the mass that lay behind him, various precious jewels and beautifully made weapons also lay in the pile but most wished for the gold and jewels alone, those thieves had learned the hard way that Argos protected his things quite fiercely. They were nothing but burn marks upon the stone now, he smiled as he remembered the look of utter despair that crossed their faces as he drew in a deep breath and released the fiery blast that sent them to the afterlife.
 
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Artemis made her way through the cave slowly. She was in no rush to reach the dragon, or wait to see if he found her. No. In all honesty, she hoped that she would become lost and not have to deal with being the meal or slave of the great beast that lurked within.

She opened her mouth once to call out to the creature, but snapped her jaw closed at once. No need to rush things along any more than she had to.

Soon, she reached the large cavern. The gems and gold would have normally caught anyone's eye, such a vast amount of wealth all in one place, but her eyes were fixated on the huge beast that sat in front of her. The elf paled visibly at his size, at his fearsome presence. Trembling, she dropped down to her knees in front of the dragon, saying nothing to him, simply staring in complete awe.
 
Argos saw the pretty elf that came into his den now and he grinned a bit though one would hardly notice on features like his, she was indeed a beautiful creature he thought to himself as she dropped to her knee's in front of him now. He did not speak for a moment and instead of hearing words formed from his mouth she heard them within her mind, 'Elf what is your name and what is your purpose here now?' she heard the question with resounding power in her mind now.

It was a little test of sorts to see what kind of answer she would give him, some said they were here for him to serve him, others said it was to protect their villages from him, some said it was simply because they had been the prettiest one at the time. He wished to hear what this one might say as it might affect how he treated her, the ones who were arrogant were often treated little more than common whores by him.

(It happens lol.)
 
The elf flinched at the powerful voice that echoed through her head. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but it was still a shock to have such words projected directly to her thoughts.

"My name is Artemis." she replied quietly, and dipped her head in a bow to the great creature. Copper hair hung over one shoulder, her clothes hardly covering. She was dressed as little more than a slave, but there was still a sort of quiet pride in her demeanor. However, her words spoke otherwise. "I was sent here as an offering to you, Great One." she said. "I am yours to do with as you please."
 
Argos could see that she was definitely in a worrisome mood, she seemed to be quick with her head though as she answered with her name almost right away. Artemis that was the goddess of some humans he thought to himself calmly, how amusing that a human goddess's name would be used for an elf he thought to himself as he waited for her to answer what her purpose here was hopefully her answer was amusing as well.

At the sound of her calling him great well he laughed lightly causing a small plume of fire to appear in the air, 'you shall call me master Argos or just master but not great one Artemis' he thought to her ever so calmly. 'And if you truly believe that you are mine to do with whatever I wish then come forth stand right in front of me and bare yourself to me, show me every inch of the being that is to be my company for as long as I am awake once more'. He wanted to see if she would hesitate on this order or if perhaps she would refuse outright, it had never happened before but she seemed to have a bit of pride hiding in her he thought so he wanted to see how much that might be.
 
"Master Argos, then.' she said quietly. She stood slowly, her gaze faltering as she looked up at the fearsome creature. Her fear was obvious, hardly able to be hidden, her hands shaking almost visibly.

What pride she had was subtle, in the way she carried herself, her demeanor, but not in her actions. She didn't hesitate to remove the scant bits of clothing that were covering her body, leaving herself completely exposed to the dragon. She swallowed hard, then slowly moved closer to him.

She kept her chin up, bold but not overly so, as she stood in front of her newfound master. She took the initiative to turn herself around once, letting him see the full extent of her body, the curves of her ass and breasts and hips, and the way lithe muscles moved so subtly under her skin.
 
Argos nodded just the tiniest bit as she said that she would call him master Argos then, 'good you learn quickly' his thought slightly playful in nature this time, he could see that she was indeed all his to do whatever with. As she undressed and then even gave a little spin around for him he reached forward with a single claw now, the blunt side tracing softly over the smooth skin of her stomach.

'You are indeed a beautiful specimen, maybe the best I have ever seen in my time' a little compliment to help her relax 'tell me Artemis are you untouched in every way?'. He asked curiously now as he pulled the claw from her 'answer truthfully for I will know the lie eventually either way' he told her in a calm but firm tone so she would not think that a lie might succeed.
 
The elf tensed at the brush of a fearsome claw against soft skin. At that moment, she was reminded that, without a doubt, Argos would be able to rip her to shreds in a heartbeat. It was a terrible truth, but she had the sinking feeling that those claws and fangs would be the end of her before long.

"Thank you, Master Agros.' She replied to his complement, dipping her head in a sort of bow to him. She kept her hands folded neatly in front of herself, undisturbed by his gaze on her nude form. "I can assure you I have never once been touched." She replied. "I was chosen as one of many potential offerings as a child, and have been prepared for the possibility of your waking since then."
 
Argos could see that she was happy to have pleased him with her body, at the assurance of her never being touched a little smile came to his face that was hardly noticeable to most. 'That is good Artemis, now tell me this did they ever tell you that I might take you as a replacement for a mate?' he asked a bit curiously as the last elf woman that had been sent to him had been thoroughly shocked when he took her the first time.

It had been such an annoyance listening to her cry and whine about how terrible fate was to her, if she had anyone to blame it should be her own kind for giving her to him. After all Argos had only given them the agreement they had based on the land they stayed on, if they chose to leave Argos would not follow them as he was far too invested in this den to follow the elves, but they stayed here even with this ruling it was interesting he had to admit.
 
She swallowed hard, and then shook her head. "No, I was not told that." She said quietly. That did explain his desire for a virgin, at least. She didn't ask how that was supposed to work; they weren't even of the same species.

However, her demeanor didn't change. Though the details hadn't been laid out to her, at least she had received a warning of sorts from the dragon. She simply bowed her head to him. "If that is what you wish from me, then so be it.' She said to him. "I was sent here to serve you."
 
Argos almost laughed as she swallowed hard at his sudden revelation that she might become his personal thing for more than food or chores, they never did properly tell the young beautiful elves that they sent to his den that this might happen. Perhaps they assumed that the young maidens would refuse to come here and that would incur the wrath of the dragon that controlled their land, it would only if they chose to stay he thought.

He had always wondered why the elves seemed to determined to stay on his land, did they expect protection?, was there something here that they knew of that he didn't? he could not fathom what it might be. 'It is good to see that you understand your place Artemis, now bend over with your back facing me I wish to see something' he ordered in that deep powerful tone but it was not harsh or cold just firm so she would know he was in control here.
 
She nodded once to him. She had been prepared for this almost her entire life. It was an odd relationship they had, but living on the dragon's land, while the sacrifice of one life every few years or so weighed on them, did offer protection of sorts; it was no secret that Argos ruled the land there, and hardly anyone else wanted anything to do with it. It was his sheer presence that kept them free from attack, and as long as he was given a fresh maiden when called for, it allowed the elves to prosper.

Artemis turned as commanded, her back to the dragon. Muscles shifted under skin, lithe and graceful in every movement she made. She felt herself blush slightly, unsure why Argos wanted her in this position as she bent down in front of him.
 
Argos was pleased to see that his elf knew to obey without question and bent herself over in front of him, like this he got the perfect view of her supposed virgin cunt. He leaned forward now and his big long tongue came out suddenly, the tip running along her inner thighs before he dragged it over her slit slowly tasting her for the first time, it was a test to see if she was telling the truth about being a virgin and to see how she reacted to such things.

Her taste was indeed that of a virgin which only excited him more as he was eager to take her soon, he would show her the sleeping quarters and bathing area soon before he took her at least.
 
Artemis tensed, then shivered at the touch of his tongue against her. She resisted the urge to jerk away from him, knowing that angering Argos would probably lead to a swift death for her. If she was lucky, at least, it would be swift. She bit her lip, stifling a quiet moan as his tongue ran over her.

It was only after he had pulled away from her that she even dared to stand again, moving slowly. "I...trust everything is to your liking, then?" she asked quietly. A blush had risen to her cheeks, and she cleared her throat quietly, trying to hide her slight embarrassment.
 
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