A Mean's to an End (alakazam and I)

[Deiranoth]

The heat from her hotbox felt good on him member, feeling it milk him for every drop of his seed. Chuckling, he braced his arms and slowly slid it from her embrace with a soft pop. When he left, his seed that he deposited in her oozed out, filling the room with the smell of what they've just did. He just made his first hatchling. With a human no less. Laughing, he watched her feeble attempts to flee for a moment, then when he finally spotted the dagger, he picked it up and dashed the blade across the stone floor, shattering it. He had no need for such an ugly thing among his hoard. Looking back at her, he decided that it would be best to make sure that she doesn't try and kill herself, thus he touched her forehead and chanted a spell, instilling the maternal instinct early. He doesn't want all the effort he made impregnating her go to waste.

Removing his hand, he then decided to do what he does best, illusion. Putting his hand on top of her head, he said, "I will make you relive your worst memories until you finally decide that you will submit as my breeding cow." He then started casting the spell, weaving her worst memories into it to subject her to a living hell.

(If you want, I can use this as a way to facilitate the time jump through her pregnancy without making it arbitrary plus as a way to break and delve deeper into her character)

 

[alakazam]

When he flung the dagger across the room and broke it she felt as if that had been her last little bit of hope and she had just watched it shatter. Clearly her struggling was getting her nowhere. How she had ever expected or hoped to escape such a beast was beyond her. He was much too powerful for her. The idea of hat began to sink in, but that didn't mean she was at all okay with the situation. When his hand touched to her forehead she looked up to him, unsure of what to expet. And then she felt it. It settled over her like a feeling of warmth from a comforting fire . Though the feeling she was feeling wasn't all too comforting for her. The protectiveness and love she suddenly felt for the bastard settling itself in her stomach was a feeling she wished to be rid of.

And then came something worse. At first she didn't believe his words, but then the memories began. Her eyes grew terrified and anguished. There was her father being beheaded by the bandits. There was her mohers screams that she could hear as she fled her house. Then her mothers naked and broken body when she returned to the house in hopes of her mothers life being spared. Those were the most poignant and the most clear. Then came others. Her fear of the streets, the first time and one of the few she sold herself for quick money. Greasy, greedy hands upon her body and then a sad satisfaction from walking away with objects she had taken from them. Run ins with gaurss. Close calls. Deaths of friends and mentors. Unwanted touches. Fear of her own death. Everything awful hint was flAshing before her and was slowly chipping away at her resolve.

(sounds fine to me)

 

[Deiranoth]

A blue dragon's greatest talent is his ability to generate powerful illusions, one's that even the strongest of minds have difficulty to break out of. He is no different. While he watched the eyes of his captive widen in terror and anguish, it was obvious to him that she's being tormented by her own past experiences. Chuckling, he decided to add one more thing to his illusion, three sentences. "I can take you out of this horrid waking nightmare that you're in at any time that I want. All you have to do is submit and tell me that you want to be my breeding cow. Until then, have fun in your nightmare."

Removing his hand, he took a few steps back and resumed his dragon form, and flew out of his cave to search for food. The world of illusion runs at a different flow of time. Hours in there can last weeks in the outside world and if he's not careful, he could accidentally kill his breeding cow and he needs to make sure that doesn't happen. His search lasts for 3 hours, and by the time the sun has set, he found a large buffalo, in which he promptly wrapped his maw around the head and snapped it. After that it twitched twice and stopped moving. Gorging himself on his kill, he soon left the remains and flew back to his cave.

Landing nearby her, he used his claw to scratch a circle around both himself and his captive, scratching a line to connect the two. Then he curled himself into his circle, closing his eyes and started to chant his mantra, a spell that generates a temporary link between the two to sustain her body, but in doing so, he puts himself in hibernation, sleeping the dreams of the horrors that are going on in her head.

 

[alakazam]

The torment was awful. Every memory killed her and chipped away at her resolve, but she did her best to handle it. Even so she knew in the back of her mind that at some point she would be broken.

He did have the opportunity to experience some of the most defining moments of her life. First her parent's death. She had been young, only about ten when bandits had arrived in their village. Her father had tried to keep them safe, but failed, and the last she saw of her mother alive was when she pushed her out a back window to hide in the forest. When she came back the next day all she found was death. Then there was travelling to the bigger town not far from her village, and then the orphanage there. It was an awful, cruel place, but it did take her a few years to leave the place that was so absent of love. Then came learning how to steal, which was difficult and left her hungry and cold most nights. One night it was too much and she found some horny drunkard at one of the inns. He took her up to his room and led her toward the bed. Delia could specifically remember the awful stench that permeated his being and the way his eyes hungrily looked up her small young frame. She had barely begun to grow into her now curvy frame, but he didn't mind. After he had had his way with her she took the money he had given her, and then some without him noticing and quickly ran off to buy food.

Eventually she became better at stealing, but that came with close encounters, one particularly painful one where she was injured gravely and was forced to hide out for many months, with the fear of what was lurking over her shoulders a constant threat. Then she found the guild, and things got better. She gained a mentor, friends. Of course this wasn't part of her memories, but it was there in her mind, inaccessible but there.

Then one of her most recent memories, the death of one of her most loved mentors at the hands of one of the guards. That was when it became too much. That was when she begged to submit. Delia knew the moment was coming and the girl couldn't bare to watch him die again.

 

[Deiranoth]

As he's in hibernation, he has pretty much a third-person view of what was going on with the young girl, snorting in glee at the things that went wrong with her. 'She's the perfect human to help me take my city back. Just enough hardship in her life to want to get back at them.' He kept that to himself so that she wouldn't hear it and proceeded to watch her memories unfold in front of him.

As he viewed the city through her eyes, he saw the degradation of the city due to complacency that there wasn't a reason for them to maintain their facade of self-righteousness. This city was decaying, yet it hasn't crumpled just yet. It was then that he spoke to her, "This is the city that forced you to resort to this kind of lifestyle. Of course I should thank them for it, otherwise you wouldn't be here to help me take the city back."

When it got to the guild and to her worst memories, he felt her quail in terror, wanting it to be over. This was the moment he was waiting for. Blacking out sight of the memory, but not the sound, he stood in front of her, looking down at her with an air of superiority and said, "What is it you don't want to see? Did you lose someone dear? Is that it? I bet that it was one of those guards that took that person away from you. They're so eager to show who's in charge that they don't care about justice. I can give you the power to take revenge through your children. All you have to do is say to me, 'I accept my fate as your Breeding cow, master', Delia and I will grant it."

When he spoke to her, he felt her body coming close to birthing his first hatchling and during that time, changes happen to allow the mortal to give birth to such a creature. The term of pregnancy with a dragon is comparable to a human's, 9 months, but the stomach increases in size at double the rate it normally does and if no changes happen, the mother dies due to complications along with the hatchling. Wanting to have her experience these changes, he pulled her out of the realm of illusion and back into the real world. At that point, he opened his eyes and broke the seal of magic, breaking the link. He then snorted once and waited for her reply.