Thread: A Dragon's Desires (PsionicCuttlefish & Collector of Rarities)

Kaelcheron snorted in his chair as Charlotte chewed out insults at him. If he didn't already not care much what she said, the effects of her words would have been severely dimished from the fact she was delivering them while trussed up, bound down, bent over, and getting a very nice 'ride' between her legs. But Kaelcheron responded anyway. Spoken like a true philistine of the highest Art of the universe, unappreciative of the true skill and power required to bend the world to your whim. But nevertheless, you aren't going to talk your way out of this. I'm too confident and sure of myself for your petty insults to bother me, and plus, what kind of discipline would I be giving you if I went lenient on your punishment, especially with your ungrateful words? You cannot teach a child manners without a firm hand, and you cannot tame a beast without breaking it in first. So I must ensure your punishment runs its full course, for how else would one tame the wolf, break the horse... Kaelcheron then gave Charlotte a smirk, and looked at her from the corner of his eye, letting her know what he thought of her. ...how else would you shape a lesser creature into something meant to serve you? Kaelcheron shifted in his chair to settle into an eve more relaxed, luxuriant position. No, you will stay right where you are, and the collar's effect will not end, not until you meet the terms of your punishment. And so, as minute after minute passed by, as Charlotte started to breath heavier, squirm more, and glare deeper at Kaelcheron as his devious toy took its toll on her, the humanoid dragon's lips slowly curled into a wider and wider smile, centimeter by centimeter, until he was practically smirking from ear to ear. Always he watched her, unblinking, unswerving, as she tried to resist his device, unable to keep herself from leaking more and more female fluids between her legs and onto the mount. Kalecheron soon came to the conclusion that she was in fact pleasantly strong-willed, which would make the inevitable day when she was putty in his hands and begging for him to use her all the sweeter. Still, as the first beads of sweat began to roll down Charlotte's skin, Kaelcheron felt only the slightest change in tactics was in order, though of course the spirit of Charlotte's punishment would not be violated. Abruptly, Kalecheron stood up from his chair and walked over to Charlotte, laid the paddle in his hand on a table in Charlotte's view, and moved to the side of her saddle,, where he wiped his fingers on the mount where her lovejuices had been flowing. Hmmm! He exclaimed as he took in the scent of her sweet nectar. I believe I have misjudged you! He said in an overly dramatic, sarcastic voice, before he then brought his fingers up to Charlotte's face, so she could smell her own arousal. And do you know why? I do believe you are rather enjoying this, aren't you! It doesn't matter if you cannot reach climax, you'd love nothing more than to just keep sitting there, perhaps even for the rest of the day, before you finally want to be let out, right? You don't even want to be let out right now! Kaelcheron grinned very ominously down at Charlotte. Oh, this doesn't work as a punishment at all for you, does it? Oh dear me, I will have to come up with something else...but it takes suuuuch effort to design appropriate discipline regimens...and I think there were a few other things I forgot to do...so, I guess for now, I'll just let you keep enjoying this, while I go off to take of other things! Who knows when I'll be back, maybe five minutes, maybe an hour, maybe not until nightfall even...and I'm letting you relax right here the whole time while I think of what to do with you. No no, don't thank me, I've decided I shall be lenient after all with you, it's just too much effort for me to properly punish you now...well, I shall be back to check on you...eventually! And then Kalecheron turned and began walking through the dungeon-room, passing all his other implements of torment, heading for the exit back into the tunnels. If the shock of him simply walking out on her and leaving her for an unknown period of time did not cause Charlotte to call out for him immediately, then he would have vanished around the corner, leaving her to endure her mount...