Chapter 5 - Will you let me break you?

Scarlett stood still in the darkness of her lover’s room. The door beyond led to his shower, and even though the sound of water splashing on the floor filled the air, the fast thrumming in her chest was louder. She had stood there for some time, listening to her lovers quiet cries of confusion and desperation. She wasn’t sure if she should push to get close to him, or to leave him be and let him come out on his own. 


The steam that had risen from under the door signified that he was in there for so long, with the water as hot as possible, that the room must have been filled with the hot air. Her hand lifted, fingers grazing the wood that separated him from her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, her hand finally touched the handle, turning it and opening the door slowly, a barrage of steam hit her in a single moment. She took a step in, only to find herself in the bedroom again, the door shut in front of her. 


“I don’t want you to see me right now.” Startled by the deep voice, Scarlett snapped her head around, trying to find the source. It was Max’s, but it didn’t come from the bathroom, it came from inside her mind. Scarlett took a deep breath, her eyes had a new focus to them. She gripped the door handle and held tightly, “I’m coming in. Don’t push me out.”


“You don’t even know why you like me, do you?” 


Scarlett scoffed, “I don’t care what you’re about to say, but I can bet opening this door won’t be as exhausting as using magic,” She turned the handle again, stepping into a steam filled room. 


“Well, I guess you’re right about that.” His voice lost its usual mirthful tone. It made Scarlett frown, worse still was that she couldn’t see Max. A faint glow surrounded her, confused, she made to take another step forward, only to be met with a wall of light.


“Max you better let me through or I swear-”


“You know, I abused my own magic to make advancessss on you.” He cut her off, the bastard, and caused a flare of temper within her, but she listened on, “On the first day, when you tried to leave, I hurt you, but I also touched you when I shouldn’t have.” He laughed pitifully, “I tried to stop doing it, tried to hold myself back. But I-”


Scarlett sighed, “Yeah, about that, I also touched you without your consent so shut your trap.” 


“Your constant interrupting- It just makes me want to…” 


The wall of light around Scarlett faded. She bit her lip, nodding to herself once and began to unclothe herself. She stepped out of her robe, letting it fall to the floor, her underwear quickly following suit. Her attention turned to the wall of glass that separates him from her. 


“If you come in here you’ll never want to look at me again.” It was only loud enough to be heard past the pitter-patter of the water, but the fear in it was all too obvious.


“There’s nothing you could do to warrant that,” Her hand found the shower knob, and turned to a cooler setting. The steam slowly dissipated, and the water no longer a scalding temperature, Scarlett entered.  


She gasped.


A forest-green scaled, and quite angular, head greeted her. His blue slitted eyes stared into her own. Long, wide pointed ears sat atop his head, reminiscent of a cat’s. More of his body was slowly revealed, his scales grew darker shades of green down his neck, then jet black where it reached his torso and beyond.  His legs and arms were long, yet only big enough to hold his weight. Judging by his opposable thumbs and three fingers on the front two limbs, he still had hands in a sense.  


His tail snaked around his back left leg, what she determined meant he was anxious. She looked up and down, his actual size surprised her the most. When she thought of dragons, she imagined giant, winged lizards that dominated the skies. Here, he was only just larger than a horse. 


Scarlett tilted her head in confusion, “You said you were an Emerald Dragon, right? Why are you black?”


The dragon’s eyes blinked, and he visibly recoiled from the question.


“That’s seriously the first thing you ask,” It was a less of a question on his part.


Scarlett shrugged, “Colour me curious.”


“Was that a pun? Really. Right now?”


“Are you gonna give me an answer?”


“I’m half Onyxian, but I have an easier time presenting myself as Emerald.”


“Is that something to be concerned about?”


“I’m more concerned about how nonchalant you are, seeing how I…”He trailed off
 looking to the side. Scarlett wrapped her arms around his neck, which stiffened on contact.


“I’ve killed many more, and it is no light thing to do. But those guys out there deserved it. You were just protecting me.”


“B-but I tortured the second one.” Scarlett rolled her eyes and grabbed his head, bringing it up to meet her green eyes.


“No more words. Show me who you are, and if I don’t like it, I’ll speak.”


“What do you- ‘mh?!’ Scarlett pressed her lips against his snout, stroking her hands slowly down the sides of his head, careful not to drag his scales the wrong way. She kept her eyes closed, hoping that such vulnerability on her part would make him more comfortable. There wasn’t any passion in her movements, nothing but her lips simply on him. She was pleased to find him push back against her, his maw opened to reveal many sharp teeth, and an abundance of saliva. His hand gently cradled the underside of her chin, his thumb pried open her lower lip, her jaw following suit. She knew what he was silently asking for, and she complied.


Scarlett gently prodded the tip of his long tongue gingerly, testing what it felt like. It was like warm, wet porcelain against her tongue, a feeling not too disagreeable with her. She leaned in, taking more of his tongue into her mouth. A deep rumble of approval came from Max as she licked and sucked the appendage, her hands feeling up the soft underside of his chest and stomach. 


Scarlett squeaked as her body was moved for her, and quickly found herself pressed against the shower wall. She peaked her eyes open to find a long, forked tongue slowly exited his mouth. Hissing quietly, she found her body glowing a blue light, causing her body to feel like it was paralyzed. She quickly found herself levitating, and soon facing away from him, and instead to the wall. Released from her temporary prison, she stayed exactly where she was, not daring to move from where he wanted her. She shivered in delight as his tongue slithered firmly against her ear and neck. Now that he was closer, she may have misjudged his size entirely, as earlier he was sitting down, now that he was standing, she felt small. Smaller than she had ever felt before. 


Something hot and pulsing slapped against the back of her leg. Looking between her legs, she saw his large cock come out of some sort of sheathe. She held her breath, watching as it grew thicker and longer. Its flared, purple tip pushed between her legs, grazing lightly against her already aroused mound. She whimpered, feeling sharp talons travel along her back, not pushing against the skin to cause damage, but enough to feel like one wrong move on her part would spell disaster. Up and down his talons travelled, teasingly grazing the outskirts of her shoulder blades, and ticking the skin above her spine.


Scarlett grunted as she felt her ass get spanked, partly in shock and partly in pleasure, the feeling of his tail slapping her ass felt much heavier than she had felt before. 


“Breathe deeply.” Max’s voice was a hushed whisper in her mind, and she complied.  The smell of sweet, raw honey was in the air. A sweet, sugary scent that invaded every corner of her body. Despite the overwhelming amount of sweetness in the air, she wasn't bothered by it. In fact, she couldn't get enough of it. Every breath was heavy and laboured, whenever her chest expanded from breathing in, she could feel her skin expanding to compensate. Little sparks of dull pleasure spread across her torso. The moisture on her body accentuated her senses. Every droplet of sweat and water tickled her body in the best way.


She couldn't hear the water anymore. In exchange for what was no longer heard, her body became more sensitive to touch possessive touching by Max. The gentle scraping of his talons travelling along her body, his tongue licking the side of her mouth, his tail slithering around her thighs and buttocks and-


She moaned loudly, bucking her hips on his throbbing cock grinding against her nether lips.  The large veins along it throbbed powerfully against her, creating its own pleasure. She shivered as she felt sharp teeth nibble her ear lobe, his scales pressed against, their smooth and cool touch contrasted the heat of the water and the temperature of the steam that surrounded them. The air itself was wonderful to taste, its smell made her lightheaded and put her in a blissful high. Her eyes went lax as she leaned against the dragon that displayed control, more so than their last bout together. A deep chuckle came from behind her.


“Do you like my pheromones? Those that come to me for blessings seem to, but they’ve only had minor exposure. Your body might be overwhelmed.” The whispers in her mind were a soft melody of pleasure promised, and soon to be given. She felt soft, wet muscle of his tongue invaded her mouth, not realizing that she had left it open, not caring that the invasive appendage had wrapped around her tongue, caressing it. 


His tail continued to whip both cheeks of her bubble but, leaving them red and tender already, but the pain made her muffled moans louder and louder as she slurped his coiling tongue. The talons on her back, instead travelled around her back and her stomach instead. One hand was content to go up and hold a small breast in its palm, careful not to prick the sensitive flesh, but massage it in the leathery skin, leaving her nipple to become harder and harder. The other one went lower, gliding along her inner thighs. 


This went on for some time. Scarlett felt extremely close to cumming, but was frustrated as to why she couldn’t. His tongue left her mouth, even though Scarlett tried to follow his retreating head, she saw the humored expression in his eyes. 


He was leaving less time between his slapping, and each time her ass was hit, she felt one step closer to losing her mind. The smell that permeated the air left her feeling like jelly. She whined needily as his wonderful tasting tongue departed. Blue light surrounded her body as she felt her body be moved against her will. The side of her face pressed against the wall, her fat ass stuck out and her arms hung loosely. A bar of light pushed against her fingers, spreading them and pushing higher so that her arms were comfortably laid beneath her. Her torso and legs were still held by the blue light that had surrounded all of her, effectively allowing her to lay down in a top-down bottom-up position. 


“Do you know this position? This is the position that animals take for breeding. Do you know what I intend to do with you?” The innocence in his voice betrayed his intentions, as his hot breath tickled her already wet pussy. The rational part of her mind wanted to argue and discuss potential children, but her body spoke for her; with her wide ass wiggling in the air. Her face red with embarrassment as she moaned like a bitch in heat, wanting more of his sweet words in her ears and his wonderful smell to corrupt her mind to the depths of depravity. 


-Smack!!-


Scarlett squealed from the impact against her ass cheek. His hand squeezed and kneaded her raw flesh. He chuckled in satisfaction, her mewling only added to his sadistic streak. He struck the other cheek, leading Scarlett to let out a whorish moan from the treatment, finding more pleasure than pain from his slapping.


“Sadly for us, I will not be using this.” His cock rested between her asscheeks. From what she could tell, it was thicker than her arm, and possibly just as long. It made her swallow in trepidation, but the pheromones in the air kept her hot and wanting. She tried to grind back against it, only for him to pull it away. She whined and tried to turn her head, to look at him in need, unfortunately, the bindings around her made it near impossible. 


A slithering tongue prodded her wet cunt, pushing between delicate lips to gently lick the liquid that spilled forth. She moaned happily as he forced more of the fleshy muscle in her, sashaying her hips in need, hoping for more to fill her. To her delight, it travelled further into her, pushing against her walls and searching for her sweet spots. Scarlett bit her lip in pleasure, his hands gripped and squeezed her bruised ass cheeks, and the tip of his tongue playing with the inside of her pussy like he had practiced it hundreds of times over. 


Her breath ran ragged with the pleasure circulating through her body. Her fingers and toes twitched in agonizing bliss. But as time passed on, something began to bother her amongst all this pleasure. In any normal circumstances she would have at least ejaculated once, and yet her body had not done so. The more his tongue played with her, the more she struggled to play with herself and the more time passed, she could only feel frustration.


“Why can’t I cum?! I just want to fucking -Nhaa!-” She held back her voice. Even the vibrations of her throat felt like delicate fingers caressing her skin.


“You can’t because I won’t allow it.” His voice, so cruel and yet so pleased with himself, spoke within her mind, “Not until I feel like you earned it,” His laugh echoed in genuine joy at her misfortune. Scarlett whined, his movements were harsher and more enthusiastic than before.


“But I need to-”


His tongue left her before she could finish, and she suddenly felt very empty. Before she could speak up, her body was flipped around to stand facing him. It took her a moment to keep her footing, her legs already feeling like jelly.


Her world shifted, finding herself kneeling on his bed. Surprised by the sudden displacement, she fell forward, and her face pressed against something hard and throbbing.


“I’ve spent time giving you what you wanted. But, if I remember correctly, you came to help me.” His voice was slow, emphasized and deathly soft in her mind. Her body tingled with each syllable. She pulled back, taking in his huge girth in its entirety. 


Without thinking, she licked. Its strong musk invaded her mind and turned it to mush. Senselessly, she lathered his cock in spittle, moaning quietly as she gathered precum from the head. She steadied herself with her hand, and used the other to jerk him off, struggling to even have her fingers touch around it. She suckled on the tip, saving all his precum up as she savoured his taste.


“You’re such a good girl. Come here, present your lower half to me.”


She complied without question. She felt his tongue prod her folds, and she returned the favour, resuming her earlier work. She circled her tongue around his head, letting her saliva fall along his proud erection. Her hand lathered it all over, reducing the friction he would feel. She resumed, noisily sucking on his dick, trying to lower herself further, but her jaw refused to part anymore. A part of her was disappointed, she wanted to give him more. But she settled on continuing. 


His tongue flicked against her clit, the resulting sparks through her body made her shudder out an involuntary groan.


“You like that? I’m allowing you to orgasm, but just a little. I’ll let you have yours when I have mine.”


Scarlett whined around his cock, working more vividly. If she could throat this monster, then she’d surely have what she sought. Her other hand gripped her breast, pulling her nipple in an effort to get any pleasure she could. 


“I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve been listening to your thoughts. With your permission, I can enchant you so you can deepthroat me without discomfort.”


Scarlett didn’t think twice. With a pop, her thick red lips groaned, “Fucking do it already.”


She heard him chuckle, and she suddenly felt very loose. She looked down to find the nipple she was pulling, had stretched a few more centimetres than before. With that realization, she clamped her mouth around his member and sunk inhaled it down her gullet.


Half of it went down her throat, and it bulged obscenely. Her neck showed a perfect outline of his monster cock, it pushed her chest out  and showed a vague bulge that was barely past her sternum.


His tongue left her yearning cunt, a loud hiss of pleasure filled the air followed by a deep, rumbling laugh.


“I’m concerned that you didn’t think about needing to breath, but you’ll still be able to. Magic is fun like that. Go ahead then, earn your orgasm.”


She didn’t need to be told twice. Scarlett pulled her head back, her lips dragged against his veiny member slowly, the rapid clenching and unclenching sensation of her oesophagus brought a constant barrage of hisses from her draconic lover. Her eyes seemed to roll back further, she could feel his essence seep into her stomach, and his magic flow through her body to allow this anatomical defiance.


She reached the tip and suckled on the head gently, gathering enough spittle as possible, before throwing her head down further than before. His hips bucked at the same time, surprising her as she was mere inches from the base. She could see his large ballsack, shaking with virile semen. Her goal in those large balls, was so close. 


She pulled back and threw herself forward again, meeting his thrust as she got a tiny bit closer. She groaned in loud shock as his tongue thrashed excitedly around inside, hitting all her most sensitive and pleasurable spots.


“This damn sex dragon is cheating!”


“It’s not cheating. I’m very familiar with you.”


She was too busy throating his cock to even humour him, her own hands now reaching around and grasping his testicles. That brought momentary pause from his end, but he quickly resumed as she simply rolled them delicately in her hands. They barely rested in her small palms, like she was dealing with two men at the same-


A heavy slap fell across her ass, propelling her forward so her nose was stuffed between his sack. The sound itself would have caused anyone to cringe in pain, but all it did for Scarlett was move one step closer to sexual insanity as the near torment of her orgasm slipped passed her again.


“Don’t think about other men. You. Are. Mine!”


His hands grabbed the back of her skull. He pulled her back, far enough for her to pop of his dick. Before she knew it, she was pushed straight back down, her nose stuck between his virile sack, and filled her lungs with his aphrodisiac fueled scent. She was forcefully shoved along his member, her eyes went blank as he fucked her mouth, from tip to base. The tip of his cock threatened to reach down to her stomach. His tongue left her once again, and a loud growl broke her from her stupor.


Her head was pushed down the base one final time, his hips thrust into her and his entire body shuddered beneath her. She felt cum travel through his member, pumping into her stomach. 


A few seconds passed and she already felt ridiculously full, but his orgasm didn’t let up. She could taste him clearly in her mouth, she was helpless as it spurted out of her mouth. Her tongue flapped helplessly against his throbbing member, his semen’s taste would be stained within her mind forever at this rate. Soon, there was too much, and not enough of it could drain out of her mouth, nor could it remain in her belly, and it shot out of her nostrils. It dripped onto his thighs and onto the bed beneath them.


Her body quivered in sexual delight as he kept her mouth wrapped around his shaft, her throat spasmed around his still hard member. Eventually, she was slowly removed from his dick, which shone with spit and cum in the light of morning.  


Blue light surrounded her as she was moved around in the air, so her breasts and stomach rested against him. His cock was sandwiched between her thick, wet thighs. She shuffled in arousal as the wetness of his throbbing shaft pressed against her womanhood, stuffing itself between her ass. She froze as a clawed hand gently rested on her head. Max moved his maw next to her ear.


“Cum.”


Her hands tore the sheets apart, her feet curled until it felt as though her bones would snap, and eyes rolled so far that there was only the sclera. Her mouth turned to a silent scream as all the pleasure she felt in the time since they had started, crashed into her at once. She shook violently and squirted all over the base of his cock. She shuddered as orgasm after mind destroying orgasm tore through her body like an electric shock. All her nerves overloaded in severe pleasure, and for a moment she felt her mind may actually snap in half. 


Soon, her eyes returned to their normal state, albeit blank from the overload. She drooled on his chest and trembled against him. She felt every breath in her lungs evolve from a pleasant sensation, to a caress of soft hands and soothing love against her body. Every throb of his cock between her ass was a testament to his virility. Like her brain had just been switched to only feel pleasure. The fading sensation of that orgasm echoed throughout her body like several smaller orgasms. 


Minutes that felt like an eternity went by. Her thoughts returned to her, and she began to notice a significant decrease in her lover’s. She looked down to him in confusion, noticing human traits returning to his face.


“I’m reverting back to my halfway form. If I was to use this elsewhere, your body would suffer too much internal damage, no matter the enchantment. But, if you’ll let me,” His soft hands slowly dragged down her back, settling on her hips. He looked into her eyes, coaxing her to move up so they were nose to nose, “I want to break you.” He whispered. 


Scarlett took a shallow breath. Before putting on a big smile. 


“Then get started big boy. Don’t think I’ll make it easy for you though.”


A blue light encompassed her body again. The outside, and inside, of her body felt oddly clean. 


“I’ve just purged any dirty bodily fluids from you. And somewhere else.” He grinned maliciously, making her nervous. His hands lowered to her ass. She expected him to begin slapping; instead he spread them open. Releasing his cock from its warm confines. While smaller than before, it was still quite an intimidating organ still. The wetness of his cock clung to her skin, the slimy substance lathered between her crack. She froze, feeling his cockhead prod her anus. The realization of what he aimed for finally clicked.


“Wai-”


The time it took for his cock to enter her was beyond normal. But here she was, the full length of his shaft buried in her filthy hole. She expected pain, a struggle or at the very least some words of encouragement on what she thought wasn’t the best idea. Her ass cheeks burned from how raw they were from his slapping, and how his thighs were pressed roughly against them. She drooled onto his chest, not caring for appearances. Her hole was spread further than it ever had been. 


The strangest part was how it felt. The burning heat that emanated from his throbbing shaft, told her of how far she had been stretched apart. Yet, it felt good. Not at all like normal sex, the nerves weren't the same after all, but it was more the sensation of being spread open was more pleasing than his actually length. She couldn't pinpoint how deep he was, but she could tell that her body wasn't in any danger.


“So fucking tight,” Max grunted approvingly. Scarlett wanted to comment that it wasn't her hole that was tight, it's his member being too big. She softly moaned instead. In a weird sense of euphoria, she was so happy that she could please her loving dragon. At the same time, she didn’t really appreciate the sudden anal. That usually came after talking about it.


What she thought would be a frightening, hurtful experience with such a member, instead turned into a pleasure that resumed the dull experience in her mind. The dullness of not having to think too hard on what to do next. All her actions were for him to decide, after all. 


She shakily brought her hands up to his chest, pushing herself up. She wanted to be on display for him. To show him why she was worthy of pleasing him. 


She felt like her body was splitting open, and yet all it did for her was to make her yearn to actually be split apart. She slowly ground herself against his crotch, gyrating the thick mass of flesh against her walls. She wondered how he wasn’t worried of being, well, dirty. 


“You’re cleaned of any harmful or plain filth. Cast away these worries and feel only me.”


Max was in her head again. 


“You want to ride me till satisfaction. That’s the only way you can cum again, Scarlett.”
She cooed as his voice took away her thoughts.


“You’re a whore for my cock, everytime you feel it throb inside, you feel happy. A total bimbo. You feel your intelligence waver, replaced with one burning thought. You want my cum inside you.


She bit her lip, grinding into him harder. She found it harder to generate a response.


“Say, ‘I am a cum dump’, if you want me to fill you to the brim.”


Her arms slackened. The only thing supporting her cowgirl position was the blue light holding her. She found it hard to keep her eyes open, but the throbbing in her ass encouraged her to stay awake. His heartbeat in her body made her feel so much joy. She was lifted up by his strong hands on her hips. She whined as his cock departed. The throbbing in her ass felt weaker with every inch that left her.


“I am a cum dump.”


Her eyes snapped open as his cock was jammed forcefully back in, pushing her organs apart. She mewled appreciatively, so happy to feel that throbbing sensation once more. Her ass was seated on his thighs again, where it belonged. 


“I love being wrecked by my masters cock, because I am a cum dump.”


That didn’t sound like him anymore… it sounded like... Her. It was harder to think now with his cock inside her, but if he thought that she'd be swayed by mind tri-


“I want him to ravage me, and fill me up like the cum dump I am.”


“I- I am- not-” She couldn’t use her voice anymore. He was saying it in her head still. But using her voice to say it. It was all a trick. But she couldn’t stop the onslaught of perverted thoughts. Nor could she think about anything but the constant throbbing from his cock. With every pulsation, it reminded her to breath, to blink and to swallow excess saliva.


“His cock is so good! I love being a cum dump.”


It was the only thought that captivated her. Once again, she was lifted from his thick shaft. She groaned as her body was toyed with slowly. The thought that took her mind was muddled out as her own conscious returned slowly. Like a bait on a hook, it tempted her to bite it. But she knew better than to fall for bait. She was a cum-loving bimbo- No! She was smarter than that!


“I hate thinking. I love sucking cock though! After all, I am a cum dump.”


His slammed his cock back in sooner than last time. It surprised her, and once more, she couldn’t bring her voice to bear. The throbbing resumed, only this time she found it harder to swallow, letting her saliva fall from her plump lips and onto her breasts. She didn’t mind, she could still see her Max after all. His eyes spoke to her. He was so proud of her, so in love with his little cum dump. She let out a happy squeak when his hands gripped her hips tighter.


“I am a cum dump.”


She expected him to keep raising her up and down slowly. Treating his loyal cum dump with care. Instead, she was viciously pulled halfway up his shaft, then shoved back into her with a loud clap. Scale to skin.


In that moment, sense was knocked out of her.


He thrust in and out of her with no signs of stopping his rough pounding. Every time she was pulled up, she felt a bit of her conscious rise to the surface. A shred of thought coming to the light. When she was shoved down,so that his toned thighs mashed into her pliable ass, that shred of thought was wiped away with her own single thought.


“I just want to cum my brains out. I wasn’t using them anyways. I am a cum dump.”


Scarlett’s eyes rolled up and crossed slightly. Spittle dripped from her useless mouth as his pillar of fuckmeat ruined her ass. She recalled his use of her mouth earlier; how she couldn’t hold all his precious seed. What good was a cum dump if she could not accept all of his cum? She could feel him throb more intensely with every thrust. It heralded the promise of his precious sperm. She knew where it had to go. After all, she was his cum dump after all. There was only one suitable place for it to end up in. 


“Inside! I’ll take care of all your cum like a good girl!”


Her world was flipped upside down. With her ass speared by his still cock, and his towering form hovering above her. His face was mere inches away from hers.


“What are you?” 


She let out a small breath, mumbling her words. He frowned and lightly slapped her face, with a small amount of pressure, from side to side. Her eyes, bleary with pleasure, attempted to focus on his.


“Answer me. What are you.”


“... cum dump,” She answered slowly, trying her best to say her whole thought. She wanted to tell him how badly she was his cum dump. His hands rested under her back, and gave a rough squeeze. His claws digging into soft, vulnerable flesh. She whimpered, raising her head up.


“I am a cum dump.”


What happened next only occurred in a blur of movement. His hips were crashing into her bruised ass, every contact made her marks burn in an amazing heat. His huge cock destroying what little sense she had. Her eyes were wide open in shock, her mouth open yet her teeth clenched, her mind broke under the intense fucking she was receiving. With every slam of his hips she felt severe happiness, but on departing she felt empty. Hollow. Without purpose. She wanted him to stay in her. And that meant for him to go faster. 


“Please -ah!- fill me with cock. -ah!- Like, I need you to cum!” A small part of her cringed. Her voice had become lighter, each syllable that left her mouth was ditzy and stupid. Yet, all it did was make her wetter. His huge member struck her insides in all the right way. It was all she could think about anymore. Her purpose of being filled with cum was only one third of the way to completion. All her fuckholes needed to be filled to the brim. They were all the same anyway. With his magic, she would be repurposed to become a Cum Dump, and she couldn’t say no. In fact, she’d encourage it. No responsibilities, no thinking, like, it would be the best!


Scarlett whined when he stopped, his magnificent cock outside of her until only the tip was in. Only then did she remember what hole he was using, and yet, it felt unnatural to have it not be filled. She tried to push down, to no avail. His silly magic was stopping her?! 
“Please, I am your cum dump. Fill me with everything,” Her eyes watered. Like, a slutty cockwhore like her, should feel despair if they can’t make their master cum until they were satisfied.  “No,” she sobbed, her fingers twitched, failing to grab the sheets from the echoes of pleasure, “I can do better. L-like, maybe you could turn back to a Dragon and fuck me, yeah?” 


Master smirked.


She found herself staring at the wall where the bed rested against. Her hands and knees resting on the smooth surface where she had previously laid. 


“You’re a very good girl,” he lovingly kissed her neck, sharp fangs grazing sensitive skin. She cooed from his compliment, not sure why she deserved it. Cum dumps don’t need, like, compliments and stuff. They need cum.


Even still. Maybe cuddling would be, like, pretty nice.


“Not once did you think about your own climax. Just mine. So as a reward,” he trailed off, mischievously smiling, “Cum.”


Scarlett’s world turned into a blinding white of pleasure. Her body spasmed weakly, steadily losing her consciousness. A wide smile and blank eyes on her face as she felt every inch of her being was flooded with pure ecstasy. She stared into the loving eyes of her master, who gently stroked her cheek.


He was more human now, at least, she thought he was. It was hard to tell when her vision constantly when in and out of focus. 


“Hush, dear Scarlett. Let it all flood out, remember all that you were,” Max whispered. There was a pressure between her needy pussy. It was him. Her mast-


That wasn’t quite right, she’d remembered that she had never thought of him that way. She felt soft, slow thrusts of a smaller dick inside her. One that felt more…


Human.


She could focus now. She found Max in his human form. Tenderly making love to her. Not fucking her like he was earlier, not changing her body. Just him with her. 


Every sensation she felt that wracked her body with pleasure steadily fell. She felt herself return. She remembered his traumatized expression. His fears that he hid from her in the steam and water.


Max stopped stroking her hair, instead using them to brace himself against the bed. His soft, shaky moans filled the room, making Scarlett smiled softly, gently cooing in his ear in pleasure as his light thrusts became more fervent and desperate.


“That’s it. Keep going, lover.”


“I-I’m going to-”


“Yes…” She sighed throatily into his ear, her own orgasm sending her to another bout of euphoria. Thought not as strong as her others, there was something satisfying about her being fully conscious to appreciate her lovers pleasure. His own release set off soon than his others, no doubt his previous orgasms left him with a sensitive trigger. He pressed as deeply as he could into her, moaning as he came directly inside her womb. He collapsed to her side, uncaring for the bodily fluids that stained the bed. 


Both breathed heavily, steadily falling asleep. Their hands intertwined.


***


“So you can rewrite a personality?” Scarlett asked, brushing her freshly washed hair. She turned to face Max, in his human form, cooking in the kitchen.


“I can. But, ugh, it’s so wrong. Some people come to me with fears, traumas, anxieties and so on. With their permission, I can essentially remove these fears- so long as they relate to sex. Someone who’s been abused sexually, and is scared of sex, can be- I wanna say encouraged- to believe that it’s okay to have sex with certain people.”


“And the whole Bimbo persona you gave me?”

“Heh. Uh, well, you see-”

“It’s one of your fetishes, wasn’t it?”

“I’m not obligated to say yes or no.” He looked over at the most recent letter from Jester, sitting on the table, the latest one he had received today. One he shared with Scarlett after their romp, “So, you’re a half-dragon?”


“According to Jester, the bastard. I suppose that’s why I found most men so disappointing. Humans can’t handle a lot of physical pleasure at once. Always so unsatisfactory,” She chuckled, “Don’t think I didn’t notice that poor segue mister.”


“Am I unsatisfactory?” Max asked nervously, pressing his index fingers together and looking away nervously. Scarlett laughed loudly, quickly trying to compose herself, she held a hand up to her mouth before pressing herself against her lover’s chest, circling a finger against his chest. She smiled fiddling with the golden ring on her other hand.


“I wasn't able to form a coherent thought for three hours after what you did. You were beyond satisfying.”


“Do you want to have another round tonight or..?”


Scarlett smiled impishly, “Only if you stay human the whole time. I think I like that softness you had at the end their. Shame your climax was so soon.”


