- Joined
- May 25, 2011
The past year had been a very strange one for Isaac; one day he'd been a simple farmer and the next his plow struck what he'd initially thought was an odd stone. He brought the stone back to his home, only to have it hatch into a pair of small creatures a week later. At first, Isaac couldn't believe that the creatures were dragons; the very idea was absurd! Dragons were creatures of story and legend: yet they were unmistakably right there in front of him. Even more unbelievable was the rate at which they grew as he nurtured them. Within a year, they were grown to full physical and emotional maturity. He was relieved to find out that they could change their form to become progressively more human, to the point where they had actual human forms, making it much easier for him to hide them. Also helping to keep the sisters safe was the fact that he trained them to obey him as he raised them. When they were mature, it was easy enough to have them registered as slaves: all he had to do was bring them into town, bound and hobbled, claiming that they were thieves who had attempted to steal from him. With the sisters collared, he handed the farm over to his brother, spent his savings to buy some traveling supplies and set out on a journey to learn more about the creatures he owned.
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Dawn broke over the small camp Isaac had set up with the help of Artemis and Aspen, his dragon slaves. Well, "help" in this case meaning that he'd sat back while his slaves did most of the work. He was their Master, after all, so why not enjoy the benefits of his position? Isaac was a young man, having only recently turned twenty three, with short, black hair and blue eyes. He stood at 5'10" and had a very toned body; his figure wasn't athletic, but rather toned by day after day of hard work out in the fields and the occasional hunting trip. At present, he was covered only by the blanket of his bedroll and warmed on either side by the naked bodies of his slaves. His eyes cracked open as the sun rose, filtering through the flap of the tent he shared with Artemis and Aspen, to find the sisters still asleep. He would soon remedy this.
"Wake up," he grunted, giving Artemis's nipple a good, hard pinch and Aspen's ass a firm smack. "The two of you should have woken me up by taking care of my morning wood. If you don't get sucking right now, I might just punish the both of you."
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Dawn broke over the small camp Isaac had set up with the help of Artemis and Aspen, his dragon slaves. Well, "help" in this case meaning that he'd sat back while his slaves did most of the work. He was their Master, after all, so why not enjoy the benefits of his position? Isaac was a young man, having only recently turned twenty three, with short, black hair and blue eyes. He stood at 5'10" and had a very toned body; his figure wasn't athletic, but rather toned by day after day of hard work out in the fields and the occasional hunting trip. At present, he was covered only by the blanket of his bedroll and warmed on either side by the naked bodies of his slaves. His eyes cracked open as the sun rose, filtering through the flap of the tent he shared with Artemis and Aspen, to find the sisters still asleep. He would soon remedy this.
"Wake up," he grunted, giving Artemis's nipple a good, hard pinch and Aspen's ass a firm smack. "The two of you should have woken me up by taking care of my morning wood. If you don't get sucking right now, I might just punish the both of you."