I groaned, flexing my jaw to hold off. My face twitched in the effort, and I just managed to keep from unloading. Having passed that initial test, I started railing her properly, jamming into that heaven-sent piece. The look on her face expressed only a hardcore pleasure in the act of receiving. She spread her legs wide, curled them around me, and I went on delivering just what she needed.
"Yeah! Uh huh!! Fuck me, Master! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK me, Master! I like that!!"
The soreness would all be worth it. The bargain had been made. She entered a place of blank-mind, animal pleasure, churning up that honey-dripping little pussy until she was screaming for more. All the "fuck me king"
It brought the royal Medusa to another explosive climax underneath me.
I sped up the pace before he grabbed her breasts and slammed into her. As I held her face and kissed her, Elyra moaned into my mouth as I pounded into her from behind. My thick cock worked into her perfect pussy and I pushed back into her, cutting at a nice and steady pace as he continued to hammer her cunt from behind with intense speed.
"Such a good cunt, oh yes, you are good at this." I breathed as he rolled my hands against her luscious tits.
"It belongs to you," Elyra breathed as she munched on my skin. The two of us indulged in our activities even more with me spearing myself into her, stretching out her pussy and I punished it with my dragon cock. I pressed myself against her, working into her, and rocked back, when she squeezed me.
Once I'd heard Elyra squeak into her latest orgasm, that was it. I had no intention of holding back any longer than that—I spped up using much force and spped she can handle it.
We both played with his contribution, smearing it in, scooping it up and feeding it to each other, laughing in a twisted kind of delight as he collapsed beside them.
Elyra lost herself to the sensations of this dragon god's cock working into her with such spped and force that she moaned louder. It lit her up but Elyra tugging on her hair managed to cause her tongue to work harder around his abs licking every part of his body, her tongue swirling around it.
"Damn it Elyra, lick me drive, such a good maid," I breathed as I felt the tongue of Elyra work against my upper body. Elyra was such an obedient maid that she licked even more ones she got praised, until her tongue worked against my chest. Her tongue moved circles around my teat, and she lapped up her tongue when it rolled around my teat. The pinkish purple haired Medusa closed her eyes when she felt the pleasure of the juices drip out of her pussy. Elyra gave a lustful sigh, this was everything that she ever wanted and more.
While I pumped into Elyra's pussy from behind, this was so hot and she was so tight, he felt her pussy walls wrap snugly around my dragon dick, my balls slapping against fat ass.
I picked up a steady pace, the more I worked into her, the faster her tongue swirled and kicked my upper body, so it was important for me to spear my length into her center at a speed. Her tight quim wrapped around my cock.
Elyra lost herself, this felt so good to have such a thick long cock inside her. I was a god among men, any toys they used before did not compare to what the master did to her.
"So tight," I grunted as I pulled my cock out before I pushed it back into her pussy even harder.
"Oh Goddess. Fuck. Fuck me…" she moaned as I pulled out, "Yes… yes!..." and I inserted her pussy even faster than before. "Oooh!!" the bed creaked and groaned beneath us as I pounded her, "Ah! Ooh! AH!! HHAAA!!" My hips smacked loudly against her as my hands squeezed her bouncing breasts. They weren't as firm out of the leotard but they were BIG and beautiful.
"Ugh. Ugh. Ugh…" I grunted, pumping my hips mechanically as Elyra whimpered and writhed beneath me, her legs bouncing against mine as I thrust deep into the beautiful woman. "Ooh." I grunted.
"Yes! YES!! OOH!!" she orgasmed again, her arms slapping limply on the bed as I paused, adjusted her legs, folding her in half, and continuing his relentless assault. "Ooh! Goddess!!! F-FUCK!!"
"Ooh! Ooooh!!" she moaned as my cock pulsed inside her, "MMN!!" she glanced down, watching his length visibly throb into her body. "MMMnnn you got a lot of cum in there don't you…" she purred, watching. As I squeezed her tits absently as she moaned beneath him…
Elyra screamed out loud, when her walls clenched tightly around my thick dragon rod, and I pushed into her even harder. Elyra lost her mind before I pushed into her again and again.
This rocked her with an even stronger orgasm.
"Keep going," Elyra moaned, fingers fumbling to grasp at my body and hold tightly onto me, grabbing my chest and my hips as she opened herself completely to this madness, my thick cock loosening her and filling her with an intensity she wasn't ready for, her back up against mattress and overwhelmed by the excitement she felt in that fact.
And I did. A sudden burst of excitement carried Elyra's hips as I shoved my hips forward with even crazier intensity, starting to thrust eagerly and quickly into Elyra. I didn't want to be any more gentle with any of Medusa royal s¡st€rs, groping and fondling Elyra every which way as I gave to her what she wanted, and the only way to leave a good impact was to overwhelm her until the pleasure was too good for her to bear.
My hips pushed forward, pinning her up against the bed with each hilting thrust as I opened her up to my harsh treatment, giving her a taste of something primal and excitement, something ready to burn up from deep within her as I pressed on. No hesitation, no control, just pure, aggressive bliss.
It was the kiss that really kept Elyra under. "Master~~," she moaned into my lips, dizzy as the strong, sweet embrace of my kiss kept her helpless. It was so easy to get lost in the master's lips, to succumb to being taken in by his roguish personality and his dashing good looks, pulled into the throes of acceptance as she took his cock and savoured every second of being touched.
Being taken. She was overwhelmed by this all, and there was nothing quite as exciting or as intoxicating as being taken like this and overwhelmed. The more she felt of this pressure, the more that she craved ruination. "Take me. Fuck me. Please."
"Fucking is what I do," I reassured her, my hips pushing on even faster, pounding away at her body as I held her tight up against the bed, ensuring she was helpless in place for my touch and my fervid treatment, which drove on with aggressive delight as I let Elyra feel me.
I slipped a hand under one of her legs and pulled it up against my hip, not only for a better angle, but to keep her from just standing flush against the bed. Her thigh pushed against my hip, clinging to him tightly. "I want to hear it though, cherie. It might hurt to say, but a dragon needs to know."
My lips drifted from hers, finally breaking off the kisses and going instead for her neck. I pushed my lips tight against her neck and began to pepper it with kisses, which let me feel the rumble of every moan in her throat, letting me truly savour the pleasure and delight I had at my fingertips now.
My cock appeared and disappeared into her depths, taking nearly the entire length out fast before I slammed into her. I alternated between slow strokes and fast strokes, never breaking up the moment.
I worked against her, the intensity going when the time rolled on, before I pounded her pussy into jelly. With one more thrust, my balls sized up, and he exploded into her, spraying his fluids inside her pussy. I gave a few more good thrusts.
"~Jusssst CUUUUUM…" she moaned pleadingly, "~~Cum! CUM!! PLEASE CUM~~ Knock me up!!" I silenced her with a kiss as she moaned, eyes rolling as she tasted herself on my lips, "~MMMNPGH!!!"
I started thrusting even harder, "I'll knock you up good, as many times as you want~!"
And then, as I was done talking, my cock then unleashed another strong, potent wave of sperm all the way in, and of course that meant her womb was getting fucked up to the max, with all her ovaries getting gangbanged by millions of sperms as if they were in a frenzy.
Elyra moaned as my sensitive cock worked up her cunt like it had never before.
"Uuuunnggh~💖💕! So much cum~💕💔💔💓!" Elyra's arms and legs shuddered as she felt her womb get flooded yet again, "You're so good to us, how was we this lucky to find such a loving master~💖💕❤️?"
How was she even managing to keep all that cum inside her?! This was like something out of a bizarre erotic novel…
I claimed her lips once again, a kiss as she moaned, eyes rolling as she tasted herself on my lips, "~MMMNPGH!!!"
…Then she felt more of her master's thick seed rush up into her womb. They were energetic and were ready to be born, her hips quaking together as he relentlessly shot after shot load. Her arms and legs were limp against the master as he used her like a cum bag. Still kissing her deeply as her mind wandered…
…
Since Thena, Saphyne Valea, and Elyra were still unconscious, my attention drifted to the remaining Royal Medusa sisters—Kaelith and Mirania, the last two of their exquisite bloodline.
Mirania, with her soft lilac hair cascading like silk down her shoulders, stood trembling, her fingers nervously clasped behind her back in a pathetic attempt to feign innocence. But the truth betrayed her. A dark, glistening puddle had already formed beneath her feet, and the constant trickle running down her pale thighs soaked straight through her pristine white knee-high socks. Tiny blue bows near the cuffs quivered with every shiver, while the fabric clung transparently to her calves, utterly saturated. Her thighs clenched instinctively, but it was too late to conceal the truth—she had lost all control.
Kaelith, Iris Steel hair cascading like silk down her shoulder ever the logical one, didn't bother with illusions or shame. She stood still, one hand casually hidden beneath the pleats of her skirt, fingers unabashedly at work. Her deep navy stockings shimmered faintly with the faint traces of woven enchantments, but even magic couldn't hide the slow, visible stream gliding down the inside of her legs. A shimmering puddle gathered at her feet, the scent of submission unmistakable in the air. Her purple eyes met mine—not with guilt, but with a clear, resigned acceptance. She wasn't going to pretend. She had already surrendered.
"Mirania," I said, my voice sharp with authority. "Come here."
She flinched as if struck by lightning. "Y–yes, my lord," she stammered, her voice barely more than a breath.
Her wide, violet eyes blinked rapidly as the words settled in. Of all her sisters, Mirania was the youngest, the most uncertain, the one who never believed she'd be chosen so soon. She'd always thought she'd be the last to receive affection, always seen as the delicate flower in a garden full of thorns and wildfires. Her nature was soft—too soft, perhaps—for the world she was born into. Gentle, timid, and easily overwhelmed, she was the kind who needed patient guidance and warmth, a hand to hold in the dark.
She hesitated at first, visibly flustered, almost as if unsure her master had truly meant her name. A second passed. Then another. Her lips parted in silent awe. But then, obedience surged past hesitation, and with small, careful steps, she approached me, her movements hesitant but graceful—like a doe approaching a silent stream.
When she finally stood before me, her breathing was light and fluttering. She held her hands over her chest instinctively, trying to shield her exposed DD breasts as though some fragile sense of modesty might still protect her. Her delicate fingers trembled as they hovered above her soft, full curves, torn between shame and yearning.
Her eyes darted down as if searching for a way out, yet her feet didn't move. She wanted to be touched—she craved it—but the innocence in her couldn't reconcile desire with exposure. Her body betrayed her shame. Her nipples, pale and sensitive, were already hard from anticipation, rising against the cool air. The subtle trembling in her legs said more than words ever could.
I didn't wait.
My hand reached out with firm purpose and cupped one of her warm breasts, kneading it slowly, possessively. She gasped, her breath hitching in her throat as her knees buckled just slightly—not from pain, but from how much she felt. Her hands faltered, lowering instinctively, her arms falling to her sides as if surrendering control was the only logical response.
Her eyes lifted to meet mine—wide, glassy, filled with a thousand unsaid thoughts. She didn't resist. She couldn't. Not when every part of her, every hidden corner of her heart, had longed for this kind of attention. The kind that made her feel seen. Wanted. Claimed.
And though her lips didn't move again, her body spoke for her: a subtle arch of the back, a soft whimper barely audible, a trembling breath drawn not out of fear—but from longing.
She didn't need punishment. She didn't need harshness.
Mirania needed safety. And I gave her that through control.
I slowly quickly grabbed one of her full breasts and kneaded it. I admired its softness yet firmness. I placed the palm of my hand under her breast and began raising and lowering my palm in an attempt to find out the weight of her breast.
Then he took her breasts in my hands, and Mirania nearly collapsed to her knees in surprise. Her ample bosom had never been touched like the master touched her now, and she wasn't even remotely ready for how good it felt, leaning forward and shoving greedily against her lips, forcing kisses upon her as she pressed forward. She gasped into my lips, hands fumbling around.
Gambit purred into her lips, and Jean only offered up a sweet moan of agreement, shivering as she accepted his insanity. Her quick, eager strokes felt rapid and intense, as she began to jerk him off feverishly. "It's okay, you can admit that it's a nice cock. It's about to go inside of you cherie. Saying it won't make this any worse."
I groaned feeling her small hand around my naked cock, accepting my teasing and the pressure inside of her, wanting to just give in to the pleasure that took hold of her. She couldn't deny it, and she refused to shy away from the admission, with growing desperation to the pleasure gripping her. Her body trembled as she opened her body to the pleasure and accepted it all upon her. a moaning, needy, quivering mess unable to hold back the growing hunters taking her on.
Pushing her up against the stone wall and kissing her firmly, I stopped kissing. After knowing the weight of her breast, I smiled, then wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her towards my chest.
Mirania's cheeks turned red when she felt my body as her breasts pressed against my chest.
I lowered my hands and grabbed her ass and started kneading it and sinking my fingers into the softness of her ass.
"Umm"
Mirania let out a moan that made her blush. I smiled and looked at Mirania who felt embarrassed by my gaze and lowered her gaze.
I laughed lightly then grabbed her thighs and lifted her
"Ah, My lord" Mirania wrapped her hands around my neck and her legs around my waist for fear that she would fall
"Don't worry," My hands felt Mirania's ass and enjoyed her softness. Then I grabbed her waist with one hand and the other hand slid inside her short skirt and pushed her underwear to the side to reveal her extremely wet pink pussy.
Mirania understood what was going to happen and didn't say anything, she tightened her hands around my neck and wrapped her legs tightly around my waist and pressed her body against my chest then hid her face in my shoulder.
She was untouched—just like her royal sisters had once been. A virgin in every sense of the word. Unlike the others, Mirania had never ventured into the realms of self-exploration, never dared to test the waters of pleasure using the toys her sisters casually passed around during quiet, indulgent nights. While the older sisters had grown familiar with their own bodies, learning the contours of sensation through trial and error, Mirania had remained closed off, unawakened, too timid to even peek beyond the veil of innocence.
And though they were Medusas—creatures born without hymens and spared the tearing pain of most species defloration—the first time was still far from painless. Their bodies, enchanted and powerful though they were, didn't make allowances for sudden intrusion without preparation. For her sisters, the pain had been a rite of passage. For Mirania, the youngest, most delicate of them all, it was a mountain she wasn't ready to climb… yet had no choice but to face.
She knew it would hurt.
The moment loomed before her like a thundercloud, and yet she didn't flinch away. Her breath came in shallow bursts, her small hands curled into fists at her sides as she tried to steady herself. Her heart pounded in her chest, her face flushed with a cocktail of fear and trembling anticipation. But she didn't cry. She didn't ask for delay.
Instead, she gritted her teeth softly and braced herself, determined to endure what was to come. Not for pride. Not even for courage. But because deep inside that fragile, fluttering heart was the burning desire to be claimed by her master. To belong. Even if it meant offering herself completely—even if it meant pain.
Her body trembled, yes—but it didn't retreat.
She held on.
Because for Mirania... submission wasn't about force. It was about trust.
With one hand around her waist I guided my cock into her pussy, first rubbing my shaft on her pussy then slowly pushing myself inside her warm, wet, tight pink hole
I entered Mirania inch by inch, savoring every moment of her tightness and wetness around my dragon hardness until I felt her limits.
Pushing my cock into Mirania with one firm and confident thrust, one that made her gasp. Mirania clutching me with all the need and want that she could muster. Her body trembled, dizzy under the intoxicating press of his cock deep inside of her.
With a powerful thrust my cock penetrated her pussy and was completely inside her, our hips connected as one.
Mirania's nails tried to dig into my shoulders as she bit her lip hard.
"You are now my woman, remember that."
Mirania nodded against my shoulder, agreeing. I began moving in and out of her slowly at first, picking up speed as her body began to adjust to my invasion. Her tight walls gripped my dragon cock like a velvet fist, teasing him with each thrust.
My hands gripped her ass and began to move it against my cock.
The sensations coursing through Mirania's body were unlike anything she had ever felt before. As Master's thick cock continued to thrust in and out of her tight canal, the initial pain melted away, replaced by a growing fire within her core. Her legs clenched tightly around the master's waist, trying to dig her nails into his skin as she buried her face deeper into his shoulder to muffle her moans.
"Keep going," Mirania moaned, fingers fumbling to grasp at my body and hold tightly onto me, grabbing my chest and his hips as she opened herself completely to this madness, my thick cock loosening her and filling her with an intensity she wasn't ready for, her back up against a wall and overwhelmed by the excitement she felt in that fact. A wall. She'd never been fucked against a wall before. Literally, never really been 'fucked' either. Mirania was ready for her master to change all of that now.
I groaned at the feeling of her wetness and tight pussy around my cock. I began to move faster and harder, each thrust eliciting a moan from Mirania's lips. She had never felt this way before, but she didn't want him to stop.
Slap
The sounds of my hips slapping against Mirania's spread out. Now only standing women Kaelith and Spohia watched this scene from the side with a smile.
I walked towards a rock with Mirania in my arms and my dragon cock fucking her pussy.
I stopped in front of the bed and looked at my large and luxurious palace that could dwarf the towns of my previous world and felt satisfied with this life.
Looking at the small beauty in my arms I smiled and My cock continued to sink inside Mirania's warm and wet cunt with her slippery walls trying to pull me deeper.
I pulled her head and kissed her juice red lips again as she moaned, my hands sliding up from her big soft ass to her tits again.
"~Mmn… hmm hmm hmm…~" Mirania moaned as I pulled away, as she wiggled, legs curling on his hands as he pushed them more and more, to meet my thrusts.
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