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

Kaelcheron chuckled haughtily at Charlotte with a rich, rumbling sound. Oh my no, the punishments you have earned are of an entirely different sort, the incidental discomfort of flying could never substitute... He began slowly taking steps towards Charlotte, with a steady and confident pace. And you think you are giving me trouble? Oh my no, again you are very much mistaken, for you are only acting as I expected, which yet still amuses me...you don't even have a clue as to why I demanded you for my own, do you? Closer and closer Kaelcheron stalked towards her, until he was within reach, at which point he snatched out a hand behind Charlotte's delicate back and swept her body up against his. His grip was not crushing, but nevertheless was like iron. Pressed so close to his body, Charlotte could see the sharp definition of his chisled pectoral muscles, and his broad shoulders and overall large body ensnared her with his almost overwhelming size. Aside from the scales covering him, the build of his humanoid-body was like that of the greatest ideals of heroic masculinity, the kind that most maidens fantasized about and fainted at. Being at least a head and a half taller than her, Kaelcheron's head was imperiously tilted down to stare into Charlotte's own, in a way to make her feel even smaller than she was, compared to him. My dear little princess ... He rumbled to her in a deep, quiet voice as he raised his other hand to stroke a talon through her read locks of hair. Now that you are here, it is time you are informed of your true purpose, your new station in life... The tip of the talon slid down the side of Charlotte's face, to curl to a stop beneath her chin, and keep her face from wandering from his domineering gaze. You are here to serve my pleasure , your body is my toy to play with as I wish...and, eventually, you will be made into my mate. Your womb will carry my eggs, my offspring. By now, Charlotte could feel something warm and firm pressing against her thigh from behind Kaelcheron's loincloth, with his legs half-straddled around her own while standing. With his one arm still tightly wrapped around Charlotte's back, he removed his other hand from her chin and made a gesture with it behind her head as he whispered something indistinct and foreign. From across the room, a fancy gold-trimmed leather collar rose from a shelf and flew through the air into Kaelcheron's open palm, and with a swift motion, he let go of Charlotte's back and slipped the collar around her neck, buckling it snugly against her throat--at which point the buckle melted into the collar, making it a single seamless band. One metal D-ring hung off the front of the collar. This little beauty is enchanted. I'm sure it will be such a fun adventure to... discover its various functions over time, wouldn't you agree? Kaelcheron said with a terribly wide grin that showed off every one of his pointed teeth. Mmm. A fitting accessory for a pet. Now, thouse punishments are quite overdue... Kaelcheron said as he hooked one of his scaled, meaty fingers through the ring. He turned to face and walk towards one of the passages leading deeper into the mountain, pulling Charlotte along by her collar in a way that slightly tightened around her throat whether she struggled or not. And Kaelcheron's grip and strength, even in one finger, seemed to be unbreakable.