When she heard that Risen hadnâ??t even done the simple task of talking about the first destination, Kiara parted her lips and was about to go off on a long lecture and a scolding. Honestly, this Dragon was doing so many things that were considered wrong, as if Risen had the permission to slack of on her duties. The last Dragon had been well trained and well mannered, as well as educated andâ??and as soon as Kiara realized that Risenâ??s fingers were twitching, the princess closed her lips and stared straight into the Sky Dragonâ??s eyes. Her own were shaded with hesitant thoughts, as she finally allowed herself to ponder into the mystery of her own mind. Kiara knew she was only being so hard on Risen because of the last Dragon guardian, and it was wrong of her. While she didnâ??t want to think of the last one, it was hard not to, as that one had been only a few years ago; relatively soon in the lives of Elves to be taking another one into their lives.
Her eyes didnâ??t even blink, as she found herself searching for any similarities that Risen might have had with the other Dragon. None was found though, as her previous guardian had vibrant hair instead of dark, and crystalline eyes like her own, instead of the solid coloring that this one had. Each person was unique, and even among Dragons, it was present. The previous guardian was dead though, and she had to wonder how deep did she allow the other person to come, that it affected her thusly so. It was of no use though, as she shook her head and sighed. Stress of facing her fears was not making the princess as lovely as she should have been, and instead of answering Risen right away, she moved to sit down at the small table. Without even speaking still, she motioned for Risen to get behind her and massage her shoulders.
Kiara was just exhausted of the day, and even though it had just started, she was already ready for them to head back and rest in her own bed.â??I apologize, Risenâ?¦I have been too rough with you.â?she finally spoke up, her head tilting backwards to gaze at the Sky Dragonâ??s features for a moment. Blonde strands fell a bit into her eyesâ?? sight, giving her a shaded look that was almost endearing. Bending her head back again, she frowned and reached out to pick up the utensil and stirred around with the food brought to her.â??There are many things a Dragon must be if they are to be the royal guardianâ?¦ but I have been wrong to jump to conclusions that you knew exactly what to do.â?it was her own duty to teach Risen, after all, and being afraid on the ship was not an excuse to stray from her duties.
Placing the utensil down, she decided it was not the time to eat for her, as she would soon send it back up the way it came. That was not a pleasant feeling, but Kiara had not yet found her sea-legs, so that would be some time before she was at a pleasant feeling by just being on the ship.â??Risen, will you relax me?â?her voice trailed off in a question of hesitancy, as she wondered what the Dragon would do. It gave such a wide range of things that the Sky Dragon could choose from to relax the princess, but this, just like many things before, was a test. Kiara kept in her mind that this was not a test to compare Risen to the previous Dragon or any other guardian, but rather, a test to see what Risen would do as a person to a person. Perhaps, a friend to a friendâ?¦and on a slim chance, to a lover.[/list:u][/list:u]
Her ruler was unhappy. If anyone else had been in the room, they would have noticed that much just by looking at the Princess. To what extent exactly? So much that even Risen's dragon senses were picking up on it. It was growing, and welling up, approaching the boiling point. There was that look that she had been shot, one that showed both anger and displease. Risen couldn't help but grow uneasy, and her confident facade quickly disappeared. It showed outwardly in the way that she seemed to shrink back in fear of what would happen next. She was trying, trying her hardest to do what she could to please Kiara, to do a good job as her guardian. But all the Sky Dragon really knew how to do was fight. She wasn't the best at it, but she was good enough to win a couple of matches during the selection trials with some effort. The only time that she had truly been confident was then. Her head was level, she was cool, and she was composed. Since then, she had been introduced to thing after thing, and so many responsibilities had fallen upon her, it were as if she were pushed into a new world completely.
And in this world, there was no place for some uneducated brute such as herself. She feared that this would be the end, and that Kiara would finally get rid of her.
All of a sudden, the sensation of the anger disappeared and Kiara seemingly just. . .calmed down.
It had been so sudden, and so unexpected that Risen was left staring at Kiara went over to the table and seated herself. As commanded, she went to the Princess and began to massage her shoulders for her, while she prepared to partake in her meal. Risen listened as Kiara spoke, apologizing for being so hard on the inexperienced guardian. When she parted her lips to speak, the dragon found a pair of blue eyes staring up at her, as if trying to decipher some strange code written on her face. There was something about the look that took both her words and her breath away. Just as suddenly as she had looked up, the Princess' attention immediately went elsewhere. And finally, she spoke again. There was something about her words that just made her feel bad. She should have been better than she was now, it shouldn't be such a burden on Kiara. The circumstances surrounding the current status of the Dragon had been beyond their control, but the only thing that was left for them to do now was continue moving forward. So far, it seemed as if they were taking a step in the right direction.
Relax the Princess? How would she go about doing such a thing? This didn't seem to be something that a mere massage could fix. She thought, she knew that she would have to do something more extreme. More bold than she had ever done before. In the time that she had known Kiara, she knew that the Elven Princess was all about rules, boundaries, and knowing one's place. And Risen knew that her place was as a servant, a body guard, a meat shield in the worst case scenario. If it meant that she would have to endure a harsh punishment afterward, so be it. She placed each of her hands on her ruler's shoulders, then leaned down over one of them, turning so that she could see the face of the Princess. The dragon then did something that she knew she would come to regret. She closed her eyes and slowly moved in, closer and closer, until her lips finally met those of Kiara's.[/list:u][/list:u]
Kiara didnâ??t know what she was expecting, as she had asked for Risen to relax her. Things were tests upon tests, and she tried hard not to compare what Risen did to the other guardians that had been there previous. It wasnâ??t as if she had been expecting a further massage or something as lucrative, but having the Sky Dragon suddenly lean in, pressing their lips togetherâ?¦ well, that was something she had to have realized could have happened. For a brief moment, she didnâ??t think of anything, just started at the other womanâ??s features and felt the warm lips upon hers. Risen still tasted the same as a day ago, but this time, it was added a bit with the food that she had consumed, or rather, the bit that she did eat.
Finally, have a moment, she pulled back and licked her lips, before tilted her head and starting at Risen for another length of time. It was like the princess was at a lost of what to do, as she was thrown off by the simplicity that was the kiss. How Risen thought that would relax her was beyond the princess, but the blonde decided that perhaps there would be another way for her to relax. She didnâ??t care that this was usually her last result to find relaxation, but being on a boat was uneasy for her, and she would do what she desired to achieve that, if Risen was not going to step up and do something more than a simple kiss. This wasnâ??t some fairy tale that the other woman could just kiss her and things would set to be right again. If it ever had been right in the beginning. In fact, she didnâ??t even want to think of it as a twisted fairy tale, because that would have meant that the other woman was her other or something.
â??Strip and get on your knees before me. Since you have initiated this, I would like to further it.â? she ordered, gazing down at Risen with hard eyes and had spoke in a hard tone. Instead of furthering her instructions, as that should have been rather clear, Kiara stood up as well, and moved towards the door. She made sure it was firmly closed, before locking it. For now, displaying Risen off to the others didnâ??t have its place, but if one day she decided that it was suited, then she wouldnâ??t hesitate to have her Sky Dragon get displayed in the nude. Once the door was locked, she moved back to the seated area, unclasping her tunic. Without taking off the tunic though, she moved to slip off her own breeches, so that she was just wearing the top half like a dress. It fell just a bit pass her hips and covered the top half of her bottom, while the breeches were thrown to the side without care. Later, Risen would be askedâ?¦ or demanded, to clean up after them, so it didnâ??t matter where she threw things.
Sitting back down, she tilted her head and pointed towards the spot before her and between her legs. She wondered what Risen would do now, as she wondered if this woman had even heard of such things that were being led to.[/list:u][/list:u]
Kiara hadn't pulled away from the kiss, nor had she pushed Risen away. In fact, she didn't seem to do much of anything until they were both a bit breathless. What she did do was cross the room and go sit on her bed. She seemed to be thinking as she looked at the dragon, as if trying to logic what kind of reason had gone behind the dragon's actions. Even if she had asked her guardian what she had been thinking, Risen did not think she could give her a suitable answer. Well, she could. From what she had observed in the past couple of days, Kiara had always been the most relaxed after some kind of sexual stimulation. Ungifted in the arts of the bedroom herself, Risen had done the only thing that she could think of at the time. And now, she would pay for what she had done, but this would hopefully have the desired effect of relaxing the Princess in some way.
The Sky Dragon could not help but notice the way that Kiara's mood seemed to steadily worsen until she finally stood and spoke, her voice reflecting just how annoyed she seemed to be. Ordered to strip her clothing, Risen began to do just that. She slowly began to remove her clothing as her ruler moved to the door to make sure it was closed completely, and that the locks on the inside were latched closed so that no one could barge in or see what was going on inside of the room. But the time she had come back to the bed, Risen was already nude and on her knees. Her copper optics watched closely as Kiara loosened her top, then discarded her bottoms. And just as soon as she was seated again, she had given her next directive in a non-verbal manner. She pointed down before her.
On command, Risen moved to the spot she had been directed to, right between Kiara's legs. The inexperienced young dragon had a bit of a clue as to what it was she should do now, as she had done something similar not too long before they left Sable. But that had been under much different circumstances. The air surrounding that time had been lighter, much more light hearted than now so to say. Right now, her ruler was unhappy and she was in a world of trouble, afraid to even reach out and touch the Princess or open her mouth to speak. She had started this though, and it was her duty to see it through until the very end, however the end here came. She would have much preferred ended up here on the ship that tied out on the anchor and dropped into the river for the night. She wouldn't die out there, immediately anyway. Her place was in the sky after all, not the water.
"I-I-" Risen seemingly choked on her words. Her eyes reflected her uncertainty and her fear. This was it, this was how far she went. She would be thrown away, doomed to live in shame for the rest of her life. Shame would befall her family, her home, and everything she cared about, while Kiara would be left without a guardian. The trip to the New Land would have to be postponed until a new, more competent guardian could be found, and then, they would have to earn Kiara's trust before she even bothered to attempt the venture again. If she were granter permission to do so again. Risen felt so ashamed of herself that she averted her gaze away from Kiara's and dropped her face. "I'm af-fraid I do n-not know what you would l-l-like for me t-to do," she said, the stutter of her voice returning after a short absence.[/list:u][/list:u]
Her gaze was probably heavy down upon the Sky Dragon, with so many expectations and things that she wanted Risen to know already. But even though she knew not to do that to the Dragon, it was hard not to think that these things were common sense. However, Risen was a young Dragon in relative terms, and in the end, she knew that her guardian had to be taught from the base up. That was perhaps the annoying factor that Kiara found no patience to do, as she was already on edge of being on a ship. As a princess, she was supposed to be well mannered and trained herself, but here she was, standing on edge of her own emotions. That was not the way to be, yet she just allowed her emotions to ride and take control of her actions. As a guardian Dragon, Risen was just going to have to bare the brunt of it, or at least, jump into action that wasnâ??t just being someâ??
But her thoughts were cut off as she heard the Dragon speak about being fearful of not knowing what to do. The blonde blinked a few times, just staring down at the other woman, before sighing. Really, there was no helping it, and while she would punish Risen as she desired, she wouldnâ??t push the Dragon to the point of breaking her. Kiara needed her guardian to be of sane mind, and if she allowed Risen to be clouded by the emotional judgment, then they would both be in trouble when danger came. Instead of responding, she reached out and placed a soft hand on the Dragonâ??s head. Black strands were toyed with for awhile, as she just sighed and tried to relax herself before giving a decision that would force them into a rougher situation. â??Worship me, Risen. You are on your kneesâ?¦pretend I am your goddess.â? her eyes closed for a second, before he leaned back against the table and rested her elbows against the edge.
The princess willingly spread her legs just fractionally, giving Risen a gaze of something that no one but the guardian lines has viewed upon. Her crystalline blue eyes were still as hard, but they were trying hard to soften. It was sometimes easier to just throw the other person down and have her way with them. And yet, this was not how she wanted Risen. Not like some bimbo that she could easily pick up from the side bushes and fuck for the night. If she had wanted someone to pleasure her physically and get it over with, then there was no need for the guardian. But the use that Risen was kept for was to not only relax her body, but her mind. Kiara had plenty to think about already, so she wanted to be able to let someone else take her thinking for her.
â??Kiss my feetâ?¦my calves, my thighsâ?¦touch me as I have touched you. If you are good, I shall reward you.â? and like a goddess, she wanted to be able to overlook the things that Risen might do to push her back to the edge. She was amazed at how easy this Dragon was fluctuating her mood, which was strange to say in the least. But instead of fighting it, she would ride with this wave and tame this Dragon. Whether or not it would break Risen was all in the delicate balanceâ?¦and how well the Dragon obeyed her commands. She had authority over the Dragon, but she wasnâ??t stronger, nor was she physically more capable than the other woman. And yet, Kiara would use her power of influence over Risen, and carve this creature into her will. Just like all the others, and perhaps, something special with this one.[/list:u][/list:u]
No words came after she spoke, and that worried her. Was Kiara seething with anger now? Was she contemplating just how she was going to dispose of this most useless guardian? As Risen's mind raced with thoughts, her heart raced with fear and uncertainty. It seemed as if she were on the verge of tears until she felt a hand against her head. Her eyes widened with surprise, and her breath hitched in her throat. The sudden, affectionate gesture caught her off guard. There was just something about the way that her Princess touched her that made her melt much like a cat or a dog would when petted, almost as soon as she felt the hand against her head. Kiara's next words were instructions - she was telling her young, inexperienced protect what to do to please her, and Risen was making note of everything so that she could do as she was told.
It wasn't until now that the young dragon looked up to her ruler. Her gaze was met with a harsh stare from the Princess, which was only to be expected after all of her failures and mistakes today. There was just so much to remember, so much being introduced, and thrown at her, and so many things that were swirling around both in her head and her heart that she didn't know how to deal with them. She needed something to make it all go away, and to put things into perspective for her. Perhaps with would be that? The Sky Dragon would settle for just a step in the right direction, rather than a push at this point. If it took breaking her, if it took drastic measures to tame her so that there was even a fraction of a chance that she would be useful, she wouldn't mind. Pleasing Kiara, fulfilling her duties as a Guardian, and seeing that she could do right by her ruler were all that mattered to the dragon. Nothing more, and nothing less.
So, as instructed, Risen lowered her head and kissed Kiara's feet. The tips of her fingers slid along the smooth, flawless skin of the Elf's legs, her soft, swift kisses slowly trailing up the perfect legs. There was some slight uncertainty in her movements, some hesitation, but she was fighting to stay in line with the things she had already been told. She kept telling herself to touch Kiara as her ruler had touched her, to be sure and confident, to treat Kiara not as her better, but as and equal. Her fears that were mounting were doing nothing but hindering her at first, but now, those fears were driving her.
Her lips slowly found their way up Kiara's legs, up until the point she found herself staring at her ruler's most sacred spot - a point that no one other than the guardians before her had seen. It was a privilege and an honor to be able to see the spot, to lay eyes upon what most others would be executed for seeing and attempting to touch. Such thoughts had gone through the dragon's mind as she hesitated, contemplating her next move before acting once again. She leaned forward and kissed that spot, over and over again, as if that alone would be her salvation. But that was only the beginning. Her fingers slowly traced along Kiara's thigh, finding their way to her folds and seeking that one point out. Upon finding it, her fingers went to work, lightly tapping, brushing, and otherwise stimulating it as Kiara had done her own before. She turned her hand so that it wasn't in the way when her face slowly moved in between Kiara's legs, and her tongue found the Princess' opening.
She was still unsure of herself, but she knew that Kiara would say something or push her away if she had done wrong. Until then, she would try her hardest to finally do something right.[/list:u][/list:u]
Resting back against the tableâ??s edge, Kiara watched as her guardian seemed to debate about something, before leaning in and kissing her feet. Just as she had desired and expected, so she just remained relaxed and didnâ??t inch as the other woman kissed up to her calves. In truth, she had thought about this twice over, thinking if this was a good idea or not. Risen would eventually find out, but doing it this way was strange on its own. However, the Sky Dragon was the first to have not figured it out by now, after being allowed to touch the princess back at the palace, which was strange and a bit worrisome. As the blonde relaxed and allowed for the royal guardian to continue her trek upwards, kissing the knees and then the thighs, she briefly thought about gently easing it further to see if Risen was that oblivious, or if her magic was concealing it that well.
The feel, the warmth, the sightâ?¦ they were all concealed under one of the strongest spells she had been taught. While it wasnâ??t to hide who she was, it was also because the image would have conflicted. Strangely enough, while many people within the kingdom knew, only a few has seen, and out of those people, many had been a guardian. As Risen stared between her legs, where she was kissed finally and then slipped her tongue there, the princess sighed a bit out loud. It wasnâ??t discontent, but rather, her body relaxing so that she was able to lift that spell. Her eyes were trained down on Risen, watching for the Sky Dragonâ??s reaction to anything, or if the Dragon noticed at all.
Just a simple lift of her spell, casting a gentle movement of magic that could barely be felt. Between her legs, the magic seemed to drift gently, swirling like a gentle breeze that may or may not have tickled Risenâ??s nose. Kiaraâ??s hand had found itself buried in thick dark hair, lightly petting her guardian. It was also to hold Risenâ??s head still, so that even if the Dragon noticed, then she wouldnâ??t be able to just pull back completely.[/list:u][/list:u]
How could she not have? With such a powerful magic spell being casted so close to her face, it would have been a terrible thing not to notice. Not just as a warrior, but as a Guardian. If she couldn't tell when magic was being used, or estimate it's proximity to her, then both her life and the life of her ruler would be in jeopardy. As to what that magic was for - what it had been concealing - that was another matter in and of itself. It wasn't until after she felt Kiara's hand against her head that she opened her eyes and saw what it was. She. . .the Elven Princess had apparently been born with both sets of genitalia. To see that was surprising to say the least, but not once did the dragon stop what she was doing nor did she attempt to pull away. This was but another part of her ruler, her goddess, to worship.
Her eyes slowly drifted closed as her attention turned from Kiara's opening to this new body part that was just revealed to her. One of her hands slowly moved towards the member, her finger tips gently caressing the left side of it while her lips slowly worked against the right. Her quick, soft kisses gently touched the erect shaft over and over again, each of them steadily growing more and more sensual in it's execution. If nothing else, this situation should have said two things to the princess. The first was that her guardian learned from experience. Even though it would be frustrating, Risen would perhaps need to fail at something once or twice before she got it. Anything outside of the realm of combat that was. And the second thing? That the young dragon was dedicated to her as she was. Whether she was a normal woman, whether she had both parts, even if she were a man in drag, so long as the Princess was indeed the Princess, her Guardian would do anything and everything asked of her to the best of her abilities. She would adapt to situations and complete her task in anyway that she could, even if that meant she would have to endure great hardship.
Risen didn't hesitate for a moment. She continued to give the member attention. It would happen slowly at first - Kiara would feel the light, warm, wet flesh of the dragon's tongue against her flesh from between her lips occasionally. Slowly, she would feel it more and more often until the entire tongue was free from the lips. Every pass of the tongue against her flesh was slow, seemingly calculated. The movements, the sounds, each seemed to be perfectly timed, meant to arouse and please her ruler. Whatever became of her was what would become of her, but it went without saying that Kiara mattered first and foremost. With just a sign, just some kind of signal from her goddess, a recognition of pleasure or content, she would continue. She would do anything and everything that came to her to make sure Kiara relaxed and felt content.[/list:u][/list:u]
Really, Risenâ?¦youâ??re too obedientâ?¦ or is this your own form of lustâ?¦? the princess pondered, as she watched her own spell drift away with barely a notice, and revealed before Risen the true â??genderâ?? that the Sable Princess was. A mixture that had both males and females, something that was considered a hermaphrodite by the human standards. It was then that she knew that this was testing Risen, something she had firmly told herself not to do, but had unconsciously done so. Not all of her guardians had been privileged with knowing and seeing this, and they had died, thinking and only feeling the tumbles in the bed with the â??femaleâ?? princess. It wasnâ??t her intention to lie to them, but it was also something she didnâ??t flaunt about. How strange it was though, as she sometimes wondered what the others saw as logic. Males were usually heirs, and while she was the eldest, the first son was supposed to inherit the throne. Only her family and a select few knew this secret, and the truth of why she was the heir to the throne.
Before she was able to speak though, her back arched and she gasped softly, feeling her hips tingle with a strange sensation. â??Youâ??reâ?¦rather good at this, Risen.â? her tone whispered, as she felt the lips and tongue upon the length of her shaft. Cock was a vulgar word, but it suited how her mind thought of her cock being taken into the Sky Dragonâ??s mouth. Kiara relaxed under the treatment, her mind focusing only on Risen for now. Fingers relaxed, and soon, instead of just holding Risenâ??s head to her crotch and tugging on the hair, the thin fingers were stroking the Dragon like some devoted pet. She had been surprised that Risen hadnâ??t jumped back and stared with wide eyes, but upon reflection, she supposed that the Dragon was just unpredictable with what she could accept and couldnâ??t.
Mentally shaking her head from the distractions, Kiara began to gently tug on the soft hair that spilled over the Dragonâ??s shoulders. â??Get on with it. Hesitation now would be such a shame.â? her voice firm and demanding. Her feminine legs spread, offering for a not-so-feminine genitalia to be worshiped. With this revelation, she hoped that Risen understood her silent order for the worship of her male sex, instead of her female. It felt strange to expose this side of herself, but the blonde wasnâ??t too worried in the fact that her â??secretâ? was out, but rather, of what was going to happen now. Expectedly, the Dragon would pleasure her and relax the princess into forgetting that they were at sea. The worst could be that Risen would disappoint her, leading to less pleasant endingsâ?¦ for Risenâ??s part.[/list:u][/list:u]
In a way, this was Risen's own lust. It would be impossible for the young dragon to deny that she was turned on by the situation, worshiping her Goddess in the most intimate of ways. But by the same token, she had been commanded to relax the Princess, to worship her. Seeing this addition to her ruler was a surprise, yes, but her orders had not changed. In her mind, the male genitalia was just another part of her Goddess that required her attention. Therefore, it was getting that same attention. The dragon's ears perked as she heard her ruler gasp and speak to her. Her eyes watched as the tension that had been build up within her ruler seemingly melted away, and could feel the way that Kiara stopped pulling her head in towards her genitals, instead, stroking her head like one would the fur of a tamed dog or cat. In a way, she was a tamed beast, she was a dragon who had sworn loyalty and allegiance to Kiara. And for Kiara, she would be whatever was required of her, a pet, an animal, a beast, a whore, a servant, a handmaiden, a guardian, a companion, a friend, and if Kiara so wished, even a lover. Risen wasn't so deluded as to think of herself as being worthy of being anything more to the princess than a guardian, or a companion, and would act according to how she was treated.
That affectionate attention from her ruler lasted for only a short time before she felt a tug against her hair, pulling her head inward. Her ruler demanded that she do as she would and stop waiting. She had even gone so far as to spread her legs, and show Risen exactly what it was she wanted to be worshiped next. As commanded, Risen continued. She brushed her hair back out of the way, while at the same time, her tongue met the base of the shaft of her ruler's member. Slowly, she licked it from end to end. Her tongue rolled along the warm flesh all the way around to the very front of it. Risen opened her mouth and leaned inward, taking only the tip in at first. The Sky Dragon's head shifted back, then moved forward taking even more of the Princess into her mouth. Her tongue was hard at work within, continuing to lick and caress the throbbing member, further stimulating it as it moved deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her eyes closed slowly, and all of her attention became focused on the Princess and satisfying her needs. Not once yet had she been able to make the Princess release, while she had done so on each occasion since they met just a few days ago. As a servant, she felt like a disgrace. It was her duty to pleasure her ruler, not to be pleasured. She would fix her mistakes, she would make up for all of her short comings, and she would make sure she satisfied Kiara.
Of course, without much experience, she was not expecting such a thing to happen was being optimistic. Without direction, it would prove to be a most difficult task. Certainly, there had been other Guardians who found themselves in her current position, who were capable of doing a much better than Risen was doing now of pleasuring the Princess with their mouths. However, with a little direction, and maybe a bit more of the same kind of force used to draw Risen in, she would be able to achieve her goal of pleasuring the Princess. If not? She would suffer through whatever it was the Princess wished to do to her. Whatever it was, she was sure that her Goddess would make her lowly servant's punishment worthy of her mistakes.
Silently, Risen hoped that she was doing well enough not to be punished.[/list:u][/list:u]
She continued to remind herself not to be too harsh on the other woman, but that didnâ??t seem to be holding true. Instead, she continued to gently pet the otherâ??s hair, while silently demanding for Risen to take it like a good bitch. The thick shaft that was normally hidden under magic and not usually on females, throbbed and tempted the Dragon to do something that was pleasuring and wouldnâ??t get her beaten down. Upon this ship Kiara knew that there were more men than females, and if the princess gave the word, Risenâ??s punishment would be much worst than sucking the princess off. Throwing the proud Dragon to the men to rape and beat was nothing that the blonde princess hadnâ??t done before with a disobedient Guardian.
The soft touches and the gentle nursing wasnâ??t something that Kiara opposed though, and as the other woman continued to act upon instincts, the princess relaxed against the touches. This must have been something strange for the virginal Dragon to see, and she wondered if Risen knew how strange this was. Of course, anyone with half a brain would have noticed that if she covered it in magic, then this part of herself wasnâ??t common knowledge, nor was it average among Elvin women. Kiara wasnâ??t considered a half-breed, as she was fully Elvin and the rightful heir of Sable. But the mixture of genders was something she knew was something not everyone would understand.
Biting down on her bottom lip, a soft sigh escaped pink lips, while delicate fingers raked through the dark strands between her legs. Risen wouldnâ??t get punished for attempting to pleasure her, but disobedience in any form would be a sign to bring down her iron fistâ??so to speakâ??and put the Dragon in her place. Perhaps one day, the blonde futa would be relaxed enough and trust Risen to lead in their bed. But before then, she would hold nothing more than a will of mythril towards any lessons taught.
â??Risenâ?¦use your tongue moreâ?¦ just like candy, if you suck on it correctly, it will give you a treatâ?¦â? her voice fluttered through the still air. The ocean was gently rocking the ship, crashing small waves against the sides and wetting the wood. But within the room, nothing seemed to have motion besides Risenâ??s head and their breaths. The princessâ?? pants were like butterfly wings, soft, yet powerful enough to change the course of what was to come. Her mind debated on what to do with Risen, and whether or not being given oral was enough for her lust. The powerful arousal that spiked up and down the princessâ?? spine set her nerves on fire, and she found her mind spinning in intervals.
Nerves that she rarely even touched herself, were finally being given the proper attention, and as the supple body hummed, her mind slowly began to formulate what she wanted to do. But this was something she didnâ??t want to steal from Risen, because it wasnâ??t something that was part of a duty. â??Risenâ?¦would you give yourself to me?â? Kiara asked, giving the Sky Dragon an option. The blonde didnâ??t plan to use her status into taking Risen, because so far, the Dragon had given her no reason to break in the form before her. Such a powerful warrior, a strong defender, and so weak under her touchâ?¦ but perhaps, thatâ??s what drew her towards the unique woman.[/list:u][/list:u]
Young and inexperienced she may have been, but stupid she wasn't. Even Risen knew that it was not normal for a woman to have this. . .part attached to their bodies. She was a Dragon by nature, but the magic that was used to place her in her current form was made to replicate the shape of humanoid creatures. If it were normal for a woman to have this part, the magic casted would have given her the part as well. Furthermore, there would be no reason for her to conceal such a thing if it were normal, would there have been? Such a thing mattered little to Risen. It was not her place to judge the Princess because of her body, just as it was not her place to deny her ruler pleasure because of it. This person was her Goddess now, that was all there was to it. She was to worship every inch of her body, to treat her with the utmost care and attention. Above all, her purpose in doing all of this was to relax Kiara. Stimulating this part of her body seemed to help her relax the most, so this was what she would focus on.
As commanded by her Goddess, Risen began to use her tongue more to stimulate the erect member in her mouth more fully. Judging from Kiara's voice, and the way she shuffled, the young dragon guessed that her actions were satisfying her Goddess. And as those slender, skillful fingers traced back through her hair over and over again, Risen continued to pleasure her Goddess. Her head continued to bob back and forth until a few moments after Kiara spoke again. Risen slowed to a stop, and pulled away from the male genitalia of her ruler. She stopped first out of surprise. If this were something that she was given an option for, that must have meant it was something she did not have to do. Her mind quickly began to consider the question and it's implications. This was clearly about sex - that much was obvious. The talk was something that he had experienced before. She knew, vaguely, of what it entailed, and she knew of the consequences of the action. Things may not have been the same here, since this was a special case, but. . .it wasn't something that needed to be thought over so much.
Risen looked up directly into Kiara's eyes. Her ruler seemed to want this, seemed to need this. If it were something that hadn't been done since her last guardian passed, then it was clear that being able to do this would really please her now. Besides, all of her lustful actions had been more than enough to make Risen feel hot and bothered as well. She wanted this just as much as Kiara did. "If you feel that I am worthy of such a thing, my body is yours to do with as you will. I will give myself to you," she said softly. With that, her decision had been made, and Kiara was free to do with her Guardian whatever it was she wished to do.
So far as Risen saw, she had been successful in getting her Goddess to relax and had been able to take her mind off of being on the ship completely.[/list:u][/list:u]
Upon hearing the agreement, Kiara tilted her head back and pondered on that for a few moments. The way Risen placed it, it was like she had to think of the Dragon worthy or not. While that might have been the case, the princess also wondered to herself, why the Sky Dragon spoke like that. She wanted Risen to understand her position, because in the end, everyone knew which one of them was expendable. But that didnâ??t mean that Risen wasnâ??t a person that had emotions and feelings. Gazing down again, she reached out a hand and gently cupped the dark haired womanâ??s chin, forcing Risen to look up at her.
â??I told you Iâ??d correct your behavior, didnâ??t I?â? the tone suddenly hardened instead of her soft and sensual voice. â??This worthy talkâ?¦I have chosen you as my Guardian, Risen. You are above all other guards and soldiers on par with your strength, just from that alone. Kingdoms that associate with Sable will see thisâ?¦â? her grip tightened, as if she was angered. â??Perhaps I may scold you, but donâ??t you dare speak ill of what is mine, nor speak as if my Guardian is nothing more than a disposable body.â?
A warning at best, a threat at worst. Kiara would not tolerate anyone badmouthing Risen, even the Dragon herself. The way that Risen just spoke as if she was some lowly servant burned the princess, and that made her want to toughen the weak mind even more. Such an easy bitch to place into her place, but that was not what she had seen on the battle field, and Kiara refused to have been tricked of the warrior that she had chosen. In and out of battle, Risen would learn that to be the Guardian of the Princess of Sable, her status was anything but simple. Worth had different meanings, and she knew better than to just let Risen continue thinking that she wasnâ??t worth anything if the princess had a bad day and scolded her of such. â??Stand. Bend yourself over the vanity, for I want you to watch how worthy you are while I take you.â?
Pushing the Sky Dragon away from her crotch, she moved to stand up and shed her tunic and breeches fully. The Guardian was expected to completely bear herself as well, but Kiara gave the assumption that in this situation, Risen would understand that â??takeâ?? meant something more sexual than not. Glancing at the food that had been brought to her at the beginning of all of this, she noted the small amount of oil that had been for the bread. An olive oil in a sense that had a delicious and smooth taste. As she dipped her fingers into it, Kiara was sure that the smooth feeling it would provide, would be just as â??deliciousâ??. Smearing it over her fingers and palm, she moved to stroke her erection, while waiting for Risen to do as ordered, and to just let the woman stand there to think about what has been told to her, as well as what will be happening.[/list:u][/list:u]
It was true that she had been selected by the Princess herself, and given one of the highest honor's a dragon of low standing could achieve. She had been a peasant, born to a family with little to their name. At the most, they were respected for their ability to fight, however, had never been able to achieve knighthood. Such people did not come from their village, they came from families of greater wealth and status. All of her life, she had been reminded of her status as a serf, criticized for her upbringing, and looked down upon for her lack of knowledge. Fighting was all that she could do. It was by chance she had been able to go through the selection trials, and by a slimmer chance that she had been able to catch Kiara's eye. Her first match had been won by pure luck - the warrior underestimated her because of the difference in her size. The second fight had been won through sheer will power. Kiara selected her after that battle, however, Risen was sure that she would have lost the last match no matter who it was against.
And overnight, she had gone from being a lowly peasant to becoming a Royal Guardian for the Princess of Sable. This position of hers. . .it confused her greatly. There was so much that she didn't know, and so much that she needed to learn. Kiara had been slow in teaching her many things, and Risen was trying to keep up with the amount of things that she had been learning. At this point, she did not feel worthy of her position nor did she feel worthy to be in situations such as these with her ruler, but Kiara made it quite clear that she thought differently about things. Risen saw her self as nothing more than a disposable body, someone who would fight and protect Kiara so long as she could, but would ultimately give up her life so that the Princess could continue living. Kiara, however, saw her as something much different. As something that belonged to her, as something of. . .importance? Whatever the case, the Elven Princess was about to make herself very clear, and show the young dragon everything that was needed to put this situation in perspective.
Risen slowly sat upright, then pushed herself up onto her feet. As commanded, she walked over to the vanity and leaned forward, raising her hips slightly so that Kiara could do as she pleased. In the mirror, she could see her face twisted with both surprise and confusion. In the background, she could see Kiara preparing herself for what was next. Before being scolded for her words, Risen had agreed to give herself to the Princess. All that was left for the elf to do now was take her Guardian as she pleased.[/list:u][/list:u]
Once Risen was facing the vanity and waiting for her, Kiara slipped her hand off of her cock and stepped up behind the Dragon. Her mind was cleared from the lust that she had felt earlier, now that she had something to focus on and a direction of focus for her mind. Risen needed further teachings, and even though this was just hormones and arousal speaking, Kiara was going to pound the beginning ideas into the Guardian. Someone that thought they were worth nothing more than spilt milk, was not a warrior in her eyes, but a coward, and she knew that this was partially her fault. Risen had informed she had came from a simple area in the Dragonâ??s land, so it wasnâ??t a surprise that becoming a Royal Guardian in such a status so soon would be a hard change for her.
The princess could tell that being next to the blonde was something daunting, but that was something that she needed to fix as soon as she could. Risen must be reminded that she was a person above all else, and whether or not she was able to sacrifice herself for the princess, didnâ??t mean she was disposable. Whether or not this was affection or that Risen was important to her wasnâ??t the question, because to Kiara, she treasured almost all lives that lived and served under Sable. It wasnâ??t just â??under the job descriptionâ??, it was how the princess truly felt, and perhaps that was why she was the best candidate to become the heir of Sable. And standing at the top didnâ??t mean one had to be lonelyâ?¦ it just meant that she had to find someone to stand beside her, as an equal. It was just the journey upwards that was hard, and Kiara had to admit that she wasnâ??t exactly the helping hand at all times.
Stepping up closer to Risen, she slipped her wet fingers between the Dragonâ??s legs and kicked the legs wider. Without speaking her warm fingers, covered in now warmed oil, rubbed against the slit of flesh. Risenâ??s cheeks parted with how the legs were parted, and she debated to punish the Sky Dragon by taking her from the second entrance, or to be kind today and do it â??the normal wayâ??. The sun was still at a high, and it was barely noon, but in the room that was shaded with curtains, it almost felt like it was night. There was a window to the side, and if anyone were to kneel down and gaze into the area, they could see Risen about to get fucked by the princess. But hopefully no one was that daring, as they would have to bare the brunt of her wrath. â??Relax,â? she simply instructed, as her fingers slipped between the labia. â??Or itâ??ll hurt.â? like most times, that was perhaps her only warning, before two fingers shoved up into Risenâ??s vaginal passage. Her movements were clearly swift and aimed towards getting the preparation out of the way, rather than slowly luring Risen into the pleasure of coupling. Today wasnâ??t focusing on Risenâ??s pleasure, so the Dragon would have to endure it if it was painful.[/list:u][/list:u]
A warrior? Yes, Risen would have loved to call herself such a thing. The notion of being a warrior, proud, noble, and honorable, was romantic at best. Honestly, she wished that she could have been so fortunate to call herself such a thing in her old life. In the land of the dragons, she had nothing. No status, no pride, nothing. And with nothing, it was impossible for her to even think of herself as a warrior. At best, Risen was a brute. Her capabilities as a fighter were astounding, her ability to grow near unrivaled. Naturally, she was talented and could become the best of the best with time. But what did being the best brute mean? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Kneeling before the Princess, the Queen, and King of Sable, officially being declared a Royal Guardian, earning a fancy new uniform, and being given a new sword. . .that was supposed to change her wasn't it? It was supposed to give her something more than merely being a brute. But in the end, everything was still the same. Wasn't it? From the words of her ruler, things should not have been the same. She should have been filled with pride, she should have acknowledged that the decision that Kiara made was the right one, that she was more important to the Princess than a mere meat shield.
And yet, self worth was something Risen still lacked. Peasants didn't need such a thing, just like they did not need pride or honor. All they needed to know was that they were not worthy of anyone of a higher status than them, and to bow their heads. That was the way things worked in her old home. Sable was so much different though. Or maybe it was because of her position here? Risen was with nobility, being told to treat the Princess as an equal rater than as someone who was above her. Her worth? In her eyes, was nothing more than it had been before. But to Kiara, she was more than that. A precious belonging? No. Precious was too intimate of a word to use. She barely knew anything of Kiara, and Kiara knew even less of her. How could see be precious to someone in a situation like this? It made little sense to her. Risen's copper optics remained fixed upon the vanity before her, watching and waiting to see what Kiara spoke of. If she watched her own face as what had yet to have unfold happened, would she understand why the Princess felt that she was worthy? Kiara certainly seemed to think so, but the young Sky Dragon was having a hard time believing in such a thing. For the first time since meeting Kiara, the dragon felt doubt in her heart.
Doubt that was likely to soon be erased.
With her legs kicked open wider, Risen was exposing all of her self to her ruler. The dragon's eyes watched her Goddess in the mirror as she quickly went to work preparing the body of her servant for use. Kiara's fingers, soaked thoroughly with the warm olive oil, quickly found it's way to the young dragon's slit. It felt. . .strange to say the least, but Risen endured. Strange soon melded into good, as Risen's body began to show signs of pleasure. Pleasure was not the purpose of their time together this afternoon, as Kiara was quick to make clear. Risen was issued a warning, to relax, but needlessly so. Kiara had not given Risen enough time to even react to her words before her fingers were rammed into the dragon's body, causing her to jerk forward. Unable to hold back, Risen could not help but moan from the mix of pleasure and pain she was experiencing now. The warm, slender fingers showed great skill and it showed the years of experience that they had gained as she continued to prepare Risen for her erect member. Minutes after her fingers moved inside of the dragon, Risen was dripping wet and her body was clearly hungry for more. Her moans and soft pants would tell Kiara that she was ready.
And in the mirror? Risen could see her face had become flushed, beads of sweat were forming on her brow and slowly moved along the side of her head. Still, she was eagerly awaiting the moment when her doubt was destroyed and in it's place moved all of the things that Kiara had told her she needed to be. The confidence, the certainty, the ability to truly believe that she was as important to the Elven Princess.[/list:u][/list:u]
The vanity was just a person away from her, and if Kiara raised her head and gazed at the mirror, she would have seen herself positioned beside Riesn, with their bodies almost pressed against one another. But for the princess, she didnâ??t need to see it in the mirror to know that she was using her â??powerâ?? over the Dragon to teach the other woman what she needed to learn. To encourage her would be to hold her, as it was the simple punishment that the princess would give the Sky Dragon. If Kiara had decided to punish and demoralize her Guardian, then she would have ordered for a few of the men that worked on the ship to come and take Risen as she watched. Pleasure was to be found in either directionâ??at least, for the princess it would beâ??but each choice had its own lesson to be learned.
Slipping her fingers in and out with simple movements, she finally decided to look up into the mirror to catch Risenâ??s expression. â??Remember how you look, Risen. This momentâ?¦ show pleasure or pain, youâ??re still a person with emotions.â? Because a simple warrior that was disposable didnâ??t have emotions, not in her eyes, and they had no meaning to live, love, or be loved. Kiara would admit that she loved Risen in a sense, but perhaps not in the way that many loved one another. She loved the strength that the other woman had within her, despite not being the strongest fighter there was. The blonde couldnâ??t say she loved Risen as a lover and companion, because it was either too soon for that, or it just wasnâ??t something that would ever occur. The princess never attempted to control that emotion, but found that even the closest of Guardians in the past had die for her, knowing that she had never truly loved them.
Remorse? She felt none, because that was how things were. If the Guardian was special enough and pleased her enough, then perhaps she rewarded them with love, but for now, they received the carnal pleasures instead. As for Risenâ?¦ whether or not she received pleasure depended on how well relaxed she was. â??Brace yourself.â? She ordered, stepping up closer and taking out her two fingers. Two fingers wasnâ??t enough to prepare Risen enough for her shaft, which was indeed, much larger. But that was all that the Dragon was going to get, so it mattered little to the princess. Holding the cock and rubbing the tip against Risenâ??s flesh, she hummed softly, before positioning herself; the warm tip meeting the warm opening. Kiara seemed to just rest there for a few moments, not speaking nor doing anything besides closing her eyes and seemingly meditating.
She was mentally preparing herself, as the water swayed them in a rocking motion, and she tried to associate the feeling of sexual pleasure with the fear of being over waters. Once she seemed to find a stable ground for the most part, she shoved the entire meaty shaft up into the Dragon without pause; the slide forceful enough that it shoved Risenâ??s upper body against the vanity. Her delicate and soft hand shoved against the back of the other womanâ??s hair, dark strands tangled in her fist, as she kept Risenâ??s face pressed against the mirror.[/list:u][/list:u]
The thing that Kiara had been trying to convey all of this time was that she was someone who thought and felt? Could it have really been that simple? If anything, that realization only confused the dragon more than anything. It seemed as if these thoughts and feelings were things that the Princess wished for her to express more openly, but that was exactly the opposite of everything that she had been told in her homeland. Bow your head and remember that you are beneath your ruler. That was how things were back home. Only once had she ever seen royalty before coming to Sable, and that was at the end of the selection trials when the rulers of their kingdom revealed themselves to the crowd, congratulated the finalists, and bestowed upon them the honor of coming to Sable. Showing respect, knowing one's place, that was the way things had been. Sable only served as a continuous series of highly confusing events for the young dragon, and now, she only hoped that she would be able to understand just what her ruler was trying to get her to understand. Another failure, and she wouldn't be able to look Kiara in the eye without feeling like trash.
The only thing the Sky Dragon could do was look at her expression in the mirror as Kiara continued to finger her. Her expression slowly twisted as Kiara pushed into her more and more. Though they had only been in this situation a few times, Risen knew that Kiara's focus was not on pleasuring her, but arousing her. In a matter of minutes, Risen was dripping wet. Her face was even more flushed than it had been before, and her breaths had grown heavier. Her chest rose and fell quickly. Mentally, she may not have been prepared for what Kiara would be doing next, but it was more than clear that her body was. Upon seeing this, the Princess wasted not even a moment. At least this time, she had been warned in time enough for her to brace herself and prepare for what came next. Kiara was going to enter her, and then, she was going to do whatever she pleased. That was what Kiara meant when she said that she was going to "take" her. And sure enough, Kiara was preparing herself for that just now.
A short time ago, Risen had been ordered to pleasure herself with her tail. Doing that stretched her out quite a bit. So when Kiara rammed her shaft into Risen's body, the Guardian felt. . .surprised more than anything. It didn't really feel good, but strange. It didn't hurt, but it tingled a bit. Even more surprising was when a fist full of her hair was taken, and her head was forced forward against the mirror. For some reason, Risen just wanted this. Every bit of it. At first, she felt absolutely nothing, but as they stood here like this, Risen was actually beginning to feel a bit turned on. Kiara would be able to feel her arousal, as Risen's body began to clamp down on her shaft.
This was natural, right? Feeling turned on in a situation like this, wanting and craving these carnal pleasures? Risen wondered. Wondering was appropriate now, wasn't it? Her thoughts and feelings evidently mattered, wasn't that the point of Kiara doing this?[/list:u][/list:u]
Throbbingâ?¦each beat was like a throb that pumped her own heartbeat, as the tight passage around her shaft seemed to set the pace for them. She could feel her own shaft ache and pump blood in time with her heartbeat, but it almost felt like Risen was leading them at the same time. Through the vaginal opening, she could feel the strong heat penetrate through her, and wondered if the Sky Dragon could feel her own throb within the tight confines. Virginal? No, Risen couldnâ??t be, as she had already had the Dragon play with herself and stretch herself wide. This shouldnâ??t be that painful then, right? But, that was under her own control at the moment, and right now, it was under Kiaraâ??s.
The wetness that she felt drizzle over her shaft felt like she had dipped herself in a goo. â??Youâ??re such a whore, Risen.â? her words almost cruel, as she pulled back her hips so that the tip of the cock was just pressing against the entrance. As soon as she took her next breath, Kiara began to ram into the tight passage and continued to do so with vigor. Pleasure spiked up and down her spine, swirling her world with a dizzy spell. That wasnâ??t enough to stop her though, as she continued to ram into the other woman. The force that she was using pushed Risen against the vanity, almost wanting to smear the mirror with the Dragonâ??s saliva and tears if they were to fall. Tears? She hoped they were of joy, but a small, darker part of the princess hoped that if they were to form and fall, then they were of pain as well. Risen needed to be taught, and a lesson shouldnâ??t be pleasurable all the way. The angles that her cock had been positioned to plow into the otherâ??s passage were not gentle or nice, as she wasnâ??t trying to make Risen feel loved at the moment. She was supposed to feel owned and that she had no one to fear but the wrath of the gods themselves. Perhaps, she should fear failing in being herself as well.
Humming softly, Kiara seemed to just rock with the oceanâ??s waves, easily plowing into Risen like she was nothing more than a whore, rather than the Royal Guardian of Sableâ??s heir. Her own slickness was forming, as she was aroused by the act of just fucking the Sky Dragon. Such power laid under the flesh that she pressed against, almost clawing the abdomen and neck that she had a firm hold on. Growling softly, she grunted as she began to fuck her even harder.
Just outside though, there were a few rustling noises, before a knock came. â??My princess? I heard a noiseâ?¦is everything alright?â? a muffled voice of one of the crewmen. Indeed, a few bottles of glass had fallen to the ground and shattered, as she had been pushing Risen against the vanity hard enough to knock off many things. They were useless though, just jars of junk that they placed there, thinking the princess would use them.
â??Everything is fine. Isnâ??t that right, Risen?â? the blondeâ??s voice was almost calm as she easily rammed with the same amount of force, if not more, each time. Grasping the Dragonâ??s black hair and pulling it backwards to make Risenâ??s head raise, she urged for her guardian to speak and confirm that things were alright.[/list:u][/list:u]
A whore? Was that really what the Princess thought of her Royal Guardian? It was rather discouraging to hear that. Risen had not the time to feel discouraged though. Right now, there was a developing situation.
Kiara seemed to be getting more and more into pounding Risen, while just outside, one of the guards watching the entrance to the room was asking if everything was alright. The Princes spoke already, informing the knight that everything was clear. She had, however, asked for Risen to confirm her statement. Normally, that wouldn't have been a problem. Then again, she normally wouldn't be bent over the Princess' vanity being pounded by a cock she never would have guessed that her ruler had. She was being churned inside rather roughly, so much so that tears began to escape from her eyes. They would have begun to soak the mirror had Kiara not taken a handful off her hair and pulled back on it so roughly.
Slowly, Risen willed herself to calm down, just a bit, so that she could speak without moaning aloud. When she first opened her mouth, a moan began to escape. She clenched her jaw and swallowed hard to keep the sound from carrying too far. "Y-Yes, everything is f-f-fine," Risen said as loud as she could. To the guard, she hoped she would sound like she normally did. To say that the guardian was often a bit uneasy in her new surroundings was an understatement. Because she wasn't well versed in the Elven culture, she often feared the fact that she might do something offensive and cause undue stress to the princess. The dragon watched her words, watched her mannerisms, and tried her hardest to adjust to the way of the people. She often stuttered when she spoke, and came across as high strung. It was normal.
She hoped the way she just spoke was normal, because she wasn't sure if she could do so again. Risen shook with a mix of both pain and pleasure. Of course, it felt good having the princess plow into her body again and again, but at the same time, the places inside of her where the erect member was hitting were less than comfortable. After a while, it had become very painful. This was a less, a punishment, the dragon guessed. It wasn't supposed to feel good. She was supposed to be learning a lesson. What less? That was she was worth something, that he feelings mattered. How was she supposed to learn that from this? She didn't know. The Guardian was trying, trying so hard to think, however, with every bump against the vanity, her head became less and less clear. Before she knew what was happening, she was moaning much like a whore would. Perhaps the princess wasn't wrong about that after all?
As much as she wanted to, she couldn't stop herself from doing so. The feeling that it gave her was a terrible one. Kiara intended on making Risen feel owned, and she had certainly succeeded in doing just that. [/list:u][/list:u]
The guard outside seemed to pause in movement, and even through the sound of flesh against flesh was heavy in the room, Kiara was still able to hear his movements. Elvin ears were sharp enough that she didnâ??t even need to pause to hear the guard mutter something about being blamed if the princess were to be injured. It made her scoff though, because though she wasnâ??t revealing her face to the others to say she was fine, she was perfectly safe in the care of her guardian at the moment. Or rather, the other way around, since Risen was in her care.
It was then that she noted the Dragonâ??s mood. Nothing strong, but the faint sensation in the lack of will seemed to nip at her flesh. The enlarged shaft plowed away, but her palms smoothed over Risenâ??s front, before cupping each breasts in her rather delicate hands. Leaning down, the blonde princess began to pepper soft kisses along Risenâ??s neck and shoulders, giving her the sensation of tenderness beneath the heavy fucking. Whether or not she was conveying it was up in the airs. Risen was a whore. But she was Kiaraâ??s whore, and to learn to be a whore for someone didnâ??t lead to self-demoralization, but discovery. Worth in the fact that she was desired and no matter how she was treated, the undertones of care was to be there.
Warm breaths began to fog up the mirror in front of them, but the image was still sharp enough that the forms of two women were meshed together. Their bodies rocked against the frame, causing the vanity to make a creaking sound. It was made of oak wood though, and hopefully, it would be stable enough that it didnâ??t break under the pressure. As her fingers danced along Risenâ??s body and plucked the nipples whenever she brushed pass them, Kiara focused on the feeling of having such a tight and wet pussy gripe on her shaft. It wasnâ??t often that the princess touched this area of her body with the intent of pleasure, so the nerves were always heightened by the feeling of being new to the touch.
â??I wonder, if this hole of yours would remain loosened if I shared you with the men in our company?â? she asked with a husk, pulling her cock out to rub it up and down the slit. The side brushed and humped against the clitoris and labia folds, tickling the nerves there as she stared down at their sexes brushing. Her spherical vision was half on the mirror to see Risenâ??s expression.[/list:u][/list:u]
In the mirror, Risen could see the shameful, erotic expression that had taken over. Her mouth was watering, her breaths had grown heavy and labored, and she was moaning rather loudly. Her face had gone from it's normal hue to a bright red as she felt the thick shaft push into her body over and over, with more and more force. She was lifted upwards slightly by the Princess' hands which had taken hold of her breasts, and couldn't help but to moan louder once Kiara's slender fingers took hold of her nipples, teasing them with no less skill than Risen would have guessed she possessed. The kisses against her neck and shoulders were sweet, sweet enough to draw Risen even further into the feeling of ecstasy. With each thrust, each kiss, Risen felt like she was falling deeper and deeper. She wanted to fall into this feeling more and more, she wanted the princess to continue for as long as she possibly could.
When first called a whore by the Princess, Risen felt bad. Now? She realized that there may have been more truth to that statement than she realized. What it normal to enjoy being fucked like this so much? The first time? Every time? Did knowing this carnal pleasure make her a freak, some kind of filth unfit to be in the presence of the Princess? Risen still didn't understand how this was supposed to make her feel any better about herself or how this was supposed to teach her anything. She could barely even think about anything right now other than this overwhelming sense of pleasure that filled her from within.
"N-No. O-O-O-Only for you. I-I can't be l-like this for anyone other than y-you," Risen barely managed to reply. Yes, she couldn't show such a shameful face to anyone else, or let anyone else hear her squealing like a big and moan in pleasure while being pounded like this. She would much too ashamed. Besides those facts, there was one more very important thing that had to be factored into things - up until the moment she met Kiara, she hadn't been nude before another person, yet alone another woman. No one had never touched her body. Certainly not in the ways that Kiara had. In a way, it made her feel like she belonged to the Princess and the Princess alone.
Yes, she belonged to Kiara, and was Kiara's whore. But the young dragon didn't know how to feel about that. Whore's weren't accepted well in any society from what she understood. How was this supposed to make her feel any better? In the midst of all of this confusion, a single thought rose within Risen. Her moaning slowly ceased, replaced by heavy breathing. Kiara would see in the mirror how a sense of recognition formed in the young woman's eyes. Whore's were people who others went to, whom they lusted after, desired to be with. If that were the case, that meant that Kiara desired her in some way, didn't it? She wasn't useless or unworthy, there was someone who wanted her.
Risen, a dragon of only twenty two years of age, had been chosen during the selection trials as the guard who would protect the life of the Princess by Kiara herself. Risen had won only two battles, the first by a wide margin, the second by the skin of her teeth. She wasn't nearly as powerful as any of the others were, but she was the one who was chosen. Such a simple thing. . .and it took her so long to realize? It was embarrassing. Kiara must have thought her guardian to be stupid, or at least slow if anything.[/list:u][/list:u]
While Risenâ??s body seemed to just relax and slowly understand what she had meant by claiming that the Sky Dragon was her bitch, she had to chuckle at the response she had received. â??I did not ask you if you could or could not, Risen. I merely asked if it would or would not.â? was there a choice in the matter for the woman that was being speared by her cock? Physically, there was, for Risen could fight it all she want and had a high chance of winning against some of the men. Kiara had to wonder if Risen would knowingly fight her command, but she supposed it was instincts that made a person fight back against being handed out like some cheap commodity.
Her thrusts slowed down until they were mere pushes against the compliant body, leaving only enough heat between them to keep the desire of claiming and being claimed alight. Delicate fingers that tingled with excess magic smoothed over Risenâ??s back, feeling the curve of the other womanâ??s frame for what it was. Agile, hardened with battle and training, and compact compared to the male warriors. The Sky Dragonâ??s flesh was smooth where she could feel, and the scales that seemingly replaced the scatters of what she had thought to be freckles, turned out to be shadings of flesh against light. They were strange to feel, even after all of this time of having plenty of Dragon lovers. None of which had dared to transform when they coupled with her, but here Risen was, already unable to control herself and flare a bit of her true form out of this disguise.
Leaning down, she pressed her lips against the shoulder blade, feeling the contrast of flesh and scale. Kiara had to wonder how delicious it would be, to be able to ride on her Dragonâ??s back, to feel the wind against her flesh and hair as they soared higher and higher. Despite having been up there before, each ride was unique in its own way and seemingly created a special bond between the rider and flier.
â??Come, I tire in this position.â? she suddenly declared, standing up straight before backing away from the sprawled form. The meaty shaft slipped wetly out of Risenâ??s used pussy, making the princess pause momentarily to stop herself from pushing back in. Turning to face away from the Dragon, she walked over to the bed and laid herself down, spreading lean legs just a bit to jut out the towering flesh. She patted her thigh, a silent demand for the other woman to climb on top of her and take the burden of movement on her own.
There were still soldiers and guards out beyond the door, each being able to hear sharply, some being able to see pass the slight haze of the glass on the door. The bed wasnâ??t directly in front of the doorâ??that would have been dangerous if there had been an attackâ??but it was close enough that should the eye view in, they would see the princessâ?? whore fucking herself upon the blonde elf.[/list:u][/list:u]
It seemed as if all of the vigor with which the princess had been so eagerly and thoroughly fucking her poor guardian with had been spent. Kiara was beginning to tire, which was something that Risen could tell as soon as the princess began to slow down. The guardian wondered how the princess would handle this situation. There seemed to be little chance that she would hurry and use even more of her energy to finish, just as little of a chance that she would suddenly stop after finally being able to use her cock after such a long time. If anything, she would have guessed that herself would be told finish on her own. How? Well. . .that was the part that she wasn't so sure about.
Kiara made her intentions all to clear soon enough though, pulling out of her guardian and going to seat herself on her bed. Indeed, she sat and silently beckoned for the presence of her guardian. In no specific terms, she was telling Risen she would ride her until they were finished. Despite the fact that they would be heard, and that there was a good chance that she could be seen, Risen would comply with the wish of the princess because that was what she was supposed to do. Wasn't it? To comply to the wishes of her princess, to take care of her in any and every way possible, to protect her should someone attempt to bring harm down upon her? Yes, that was the oath that she swore - to serve the princess and future queen, and to protect her at any cost. She would do just that.
Risen took one last look at herself in the mirror, her face flushed, her eyes still full of tears from being so forcefully taken by her ruler. Her modesty was all but gone now. How could she still retain some when in front of the princess after all that had happened? She stripped out of her clothing when they first met, she had been felt up, teased, fingered, forced to pleasure herself with her own tail, and just now, she had been bent over and taken like a cheap whore all for the sake of pounding an idea in her head that she was too slow to understand before. No. That was just one of the reasons it was no longer there. Risen wanted it, she wanted Kiara's meaty, throbbing shaft back inside of her. Even though it hurt so much, it felt good inside of her. Now that she understood, even if it was just a bit better than before, why it was a good thing to be in her position, it was hard not to want to be in that position again.
If she were a whore, the whore of the princess, then it would be for the best if she acted like it, wouldn't it? Crying and whining about how nervous or who little she knew wouldn't help. Those were feelings she would have to cast aside, as they were no longer needed. All she needed to do right now was give into her instincts and satisfy the blond elf. That wouldn't be difficult at all. At least, it shouldn't have been.
Indeed, something inside of her changed once she understood what her princess was doing to her. It was something that could be seen in her eyes as she turned and walked directly to her ruler. There wasn't any hesitation in her step, but single, powerful strides, that exuded the utmost confidence. And without a word, or a moment's hesitation, Risen straddled the hips of her princess, using a hand to guide Kiara's cock to her opening, and eased herself down onto it. Rather than fumbling around or fidgeting nervously as she would have before, she made sure to get her bearings and find her balance, and slowly began to thrust her hips to and away from the Elven royal. Until she was told or forced to do something else, Risen would continue to pump and grind her hips into her ruler.[/list:u][/list:u]
For a good few moments, Kiara seriously thought she was going to have to get up and show the Sky Dragon that she hated waiting. In truth, the princess was not as tired as she let on to be, but she wanted to show Risen that submission didnâ??t mean just relaxing back and letting things happen upon oneâ??s self. It was the giving over of power, and sometimes, it meant that one had to actively give it over. Risen wasnâ??t her lover though. Not by any standards the princess had set up in her mind for anyone that wished to be part of her life. But she was going to be, and that was the purpose of the little things that Kiara put the other woman through. Risen was hers in every level, but the blonde princess would not be the Dragonâ??s until she deemed the said guardian was worthy of handling another heart. For now, the dark haired woman was allowed to share her bed and body.
Her thoughts were soon dashed away when the other woman climbed onto the bed and positioned them so that it was easier to connect once more. Kiara hissed softly as she was able to feel the wet warmth encase her erection once more, before thrusting up once to seal their connection. The movements were firm, if not clumsy, and it was obvious that Risen was nervous, but trying her best. Did she understand what it meant to be the princessâ?? whore? Perhaps, but then again, she would put nothing pass the Sky Dragon. Risen wasnâ??t stupid, but she was ignorant of things that she had not dealt with before. Teaching was supposed to be a slow process, and they had all the time in the world, so to speak.
â??You please me, Risen. I knew youâ??d be a good bitch.â? though her words were harsh, her tone was gentle. It didnâ??t matter which way Risen took it, as it was both a compliment and a mocking statement in any way one looked at it. In contrast to that, her hips moved without force or passivity, just rocking with the sway of the ocean. Kiara was in tuned with nature around them, as Elves were more so than Dragons. The rocking of the water waves guided her hips to ram in counteract of the Dragonâ??s hips, but as the water rushed a bit faster, so did her hips. At first, Kiara didnâ??t say anything, but a small frown marred her forehead. It looked of effort though, with her eyes closed and her body shining with a layer of sweat.
The thrusts became harder, more erratic, as she followed the oceanâ??s turns and thumps against the ship. Crystalline blue eyes snapped open as she felt another harsh crash of waves against the ship, nothing too extraordinary that anyone should take note of, but enough to change her pace of fucking. Following the feelings that embedded themselves into her, Kiara thrust hard into Risen, enough to nearly shove her cock through the cervix and cause pain if she so desired. The blonde said nothing though, as she fell in and out of concentration. Pleasure and focus on the nature around them took over, and with a glossed over look, she was fucking Risen while the other woman rode her with a vigor that she didnâ??t even notice herself.
Too soon though, did she arch her back and came hard, not caring for the comforts of her guardian, while thick gushes of semen came out. Was she sterile? Perhaps, perhaps not. It didnâ??t matter, because at the moment, there was nothing more than the blinding bliss of her orgasm and the pleasure of being able to fill Risen like some cheap whore. Marble white flesh shined with sweat and was revealed in a span of pleasure, as she leaned back onto her hands and threw her head back in the bliss of coming. It was not powerful enough for her to have uttered more than a gasping sigh though, but it was enough that she was content.
Yet moments after her orgasm, she shoved Risen off of her like some cheap whore that had no more use to her. Whether or not the Dragon had found her own release hadnâ??t mattered, as the princess leapt up onto her feet gracefully and threw on her clothes with a quickened pace. â??Risen, get up and dressed! Seems we have visitors.â?
And just as she said that, there was a small sound of a crash upon their decks. The sounds of a shot, gunpowder based from the scent that was wafting around the ships, rang over the surface and muffled by the waters. Shouts and commands were being made from both sides it seemed like, feet against the decks like drumsâ?¦ they were under attack.[/list:u][/list:u]
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