Dracokin 1

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***Sharna

My name is Sharna and for the first eight years of my life I was in an
orphanage in Exeter, which as you can imagine is not a nice way to grow
up. In the eighth year of our captivity Deala, my best friend, and I
decided to escape.

To make a long story short we ended up on a merchant caravan headed out
of the Kingdom of Terash, across the Dragon Mountains and into the
Zantarni Empire. Unfortunately we were caught by the caravan master, and
put to work. He said that we were such pretty little things that manual
labour just wouldn't suit us, so we spent much of the trip learning the
arts of pleasing men, in expectation of our sale in the slave markets.

The Dragon mountains are the natural border between the kingdom and the
empire, and it was at the base of this range on the kingdom side, in the
small village of Dragon's Way, that Deala and I found our salvation. We
had been locked into one the cargo carts, so we were surprised when the
door was thrown open by a woman. She asked us what were doing there and
Deala told her, in detail.

The caravan left Dragon's Way without us, Adara, the old woman who found
us, took care of us. A few days later one of the carters returned,
telling of a rock slide that had killed the rest of the caravan. Some the
town's folk said it was dragon's justice.

For ten years Deala and I lived with Adara, but then the worst happened,
she fell ill. Which was why we did the most stupid thing anyone can think
of, we tried to steal from a dracokin's cave.

***Sharna

Deala and I stood before the cave, wondering about the creature that
lived inside. Legends told us that the dracokin were smaller relatives of
the dragons that had once lived in the mountains, and like their much
larger brethren they horded treasure, although no one could ever say why.

Deala glanced back at me. My smaller friend was always the more
adventurous of the two of us, I imagine that without her I'd still be in
the orphanage.

"Come on, we have to do this, for Adara," she whispered, and started into
the cave.

I followed her down the twisting tunnel, until we came to a brightly lit
cavern. The surfaces of the cavern were made from some kind of crystal
that emitted a soft white light. I pushed past Deala and walked into the
room, but as I turned, the floor turned liquid beneath my feet. I thrust
out my hands at the wall, but the crystal there melted too, and when it
became solid again a second later I was well and truly trapped.

Turning my head I caught sight of Deala. She was bent on half, hands and
feet stuck to the floor. When her feet had become stuck she had reached
down to pull herself free, with obvious results.

When I told Deala that I was as stuck as she was she  immediately started
wailing about not wanting to die. It was only after I managed to calm her
down to gentle sobs that I heard the click, click, click, coming from the
other tunnel. I turned and watched, and waited. Shortly it arrived.

The dracokin aren't as big as dragons, but they are still bigger than
humans. They stand upright and their three clawed hands are every bit as
efficient as a humans. While not having the long necks of their larger
cousins their head is the familiar dragon shape you see in tapestries and
picture books. This one had it's wings wrapped around it like a robe, and
was regarding me coolly. The light glinted off it's metallic green scales
as it hissed at us.

"Deala, it's here," I said, my voice deathly quite.

"Nooo!" she screamed. "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna be food for some
animal!"

The dracokin paced past me to Deala and silenced her with a blow. Deala
whimpered quietly as it looked her over.

"Hey, leave her alone." I yelled at it, not that I expected it to
understand. It did however react.

The dracokin turned and strode over to me. The way it looked at me left
me feeling like a piece of meat, which wasn't surprising. It sniffed me a
few times, then suddenly flung it wings wide open. With a roar and spread
claws it leapt at me, and I instinctively closed my eyes. My body was
jerked about and there was a ripping sound.

I felt cool, was this death? I slowly opened my eyes, expecting to see
the pearly gates, instead I saw the dracokin standing before me, staring
and running it's tongue across it teeth. I looked down, the dracokin had
simply shredded my clothes, leaving me helpless and naked before it.

I remembered the times I was bound in the caravan, I shuddered, wondering
if this creature was male or female. "What are you going to do with us?"
I asked, dreading the answer.

The dracokin gave me a toothy grin. "I guess I have to decide which one
of you to eat now, and which to save for later."

***Graycin

I am Graycin, one of the last of the dracokin. Dracokin, like the dragons
everyone knows, are descended from a race called the dracos. We have
lived upon this world for many millennia, but now our race is in decline,
leaving only a few hundred of us left. Most of my people live high in the
mountains, away from the child races, I the only one who lives within
easy travel of a human village.

Every so often some human or elf will come bother me, seeking treasure or
knowledge. Typically I spot them coming and manage to scare them off. I
was studying hard this night though, and was surprised to hear the
wailing of one of the local girls echoing throughout my caverns.

I found the pair in the entrance chamber, mired in the crystal trap. The
positions they were in were laughable, but I managed to keep my reaction
to myself. My arrival caused the girl bent in two to start wailing again.
I was about to talk to them when the wailing girl insulted me. Normally
I'm a peaceful soul, but being insulted by thieves in my own home does
nothing for my temper. I decided to play with my "food."

After I had silenced the scared girl, I moved over to the brave girl.
Stripping her of her clothes was fun, she probably thought I was going to
kill her. After that though I saw true fear in her eyes, and decided to
end my charade.

"I guess I have to decide which one of you to eat now, and which to save
for later," I joked, grinning.

"Y-you can speak," she managed to stutter.

"Of course, my race has had a language for longer than yours has walked
upon this planet."

"Are you really going to eat us?" the scared girl asked.

"Don't be disgusting, eat another sentient, I think I'll leave that to
you children," I answered.

"So what are you going to do with us?" the brave girl asked, a quiver in
her voice.

I crossed my arms, then wrapped my wings around myself. "Our law dictates
that thieves are to be killed on sight. Of course no one cares what
really happens, so I can be convinced to be lenient."

The scared girl immediately started babbling. "We only wanted a few coins
to help Adara, she's really sick and we can't afford to cure her, and
she's done so much for us and we didn't think you'd miss a few coins and
I don't wanna die, I'll do anything!"

"You finished yet?" I asked her when she stopped. "So, you wish to save
your friend and will do anything to help." I paused for a second, using
my magic to find the human named Adara. I smiled as I realised I could
help in a more direct way than simple fiances. "I have a cure for you,
but I demand something in return. If the two of you can give me a
treasure each, then I will give you the cure and your lives."

"But we don't have any treasures!" wailed the scared girl.

I gazed at the naked girl before me. The brave girl was a tall blonde,
not thin, and with little curves. She wasn't well endowed, but somehow,
despite being a village girl and spending much time working she still had
soft white skin. I wondered what her short brunette friend would look
like. Okay, I admit it, I've always held a fascination for the child
races, especially on a sexual level, but I'd never force myself upon
someone.

"You want us," the brave girl whispered, noticing me looking at her.

I shrugged. "That is an option, if you can think of something else, I may
except that. I'll leave you to discuss it."

***Sharna

I watched the dracokin leave, then turned back to Deala.

"What do you mean he wants us?" Deala demanded.

"He wants us as slaves, I think he's interested in us like men are."

I saw Deala shudder. "We've got to think of something else!"

"What else is there? We have no special skills, we're not rich, and we
have to make this deal."

"Adara saved us from slavery, are we really going to sell ourselves to a
master that isn't even human?"

"I think he'll treat us well, we'll be his treasures after all."

Deala sobbed. "If you think it's for the best."

I looked away from my friend, I didn't want to tell her, but the entire
idea secretly excited me. If the dracokin was as careful with us as I
believed he'd be, we'd be living an easy, if somewhat humiliating, life.

"We're ready to deal!" I called. Moments later the dracokin walked back
into the cavern.

"And what is it you offer me?" he asked.

"Ourselves, to serve you in anyway you wish, until you wish it no more."
Behind me, Deala let out a sob. "But first I wish to know some things."

The dracokin nodded. "I will treat you as well as you act, if you
cooperate, I will not harm you."

I nodded, he had been listening. "How will we know you've upheld you part
of the bargain?"

"One of you will take the cure and stay until your friend is better, the
other will remain here as surety."

Again I nodded, it made sense. "I'll stay."

He shock his head. "No, she will, her fear would keep her from
returning."

"But you destroyed my clothes!"

He waved his hands and I was clothed in a following dress. I sighed, he
held all the cards, I had no choice.

***Sharna

The cure worked on Adara quickly, so I guess the dracokin knew what he was
talking about. I stood next to her bead as the healer gave her a thorough
examination.

"Where's Deala?" she asked once the healer had left. I didn't have the
heart to tell her. "I recognise the potion you cured me with, and I know
who made it. I guess Graycin has finally caught himself a pair of girls."

I looked at her, shocked. "Graycin?"

"You don't even know his name?" she laughed. "I've had contact with the
local dracokin before, he's nice enough, but very possessive." She closed
her eyes. "I'll miss you two, but this is your decision, good luck."

I lent forward and kissed her. Words failed me, so I simply waved good
bye and left. I looked back to see Adara standing at the door watching
me.

***Deala

I was scared when Sharna left. I was left alone, still trapped in the
crystal floor, and I was getting a headache. The dracokin paced back over
to me.

"Pull your hands free," he ordered. I pulled and found that I was no
longer held. I stood up straight and got my first good look at my new
owner. He was massive, larger than anyone I had seen, my only immediate
comparison was the caravan master from my youth, but I was small then.

"What is your name?" he inquired.

"Deala, sir," I managed to say, feeling like the child who had been
caught stowing away on the caravan ten years ago.

"And your friend?"

"She's Sharna, sir."

He nodded. "I am called Graycin, though you will call me master. Do you
trust your friend to come back, or do you think she'll abandon you?"

I looked up into his eyes, the question scared me, and after a few
seconds he chuckled. "Don't worry, she will return. Come, I'll let you
settle in." He led me down through the tunnels. "You may explore these
caverns at your leisure, you'll find it hard to get lost, but you must
come when I summon you." We emerged into a large chamber, filled with
treasure. "This is the main room of my lair, do not remove anything from
it without permission." He turned to point to a opening nearby. "That
cave has a stream running through it, you will sleep there and perform
your ablutions there. I have a sensitive sense of smell, and expect you
to wash at least daily. You tell Sharna all of this."

I nodded, trying to commit everything to memory. "Yes master."

He turned his gazed at me. "Remove your clothing," he ordered.

I looked at him, then shakily reached up to undo the buttons on my shirt.
There was no eagerness in the gaze, just interest. My trembling hands
made it difficult to open my top, and after a few seconds he raised a
claw. "Need some help?" he inquired.

I shock my head, then looked down and concentrated on undressing. I
didn't look up again until I slipped my shirt off, leaving me bare
breasted. He gave me an acknowledging nod, but little else. My hands
shakily went down to my trousers, I'd never really liked dresses, and I
certainly wouldn't have worn one on this adventure.

I gently pushed down my trousers, once more I glanced up at him. He was
certainly interested in me. I grasped my knickers, the last piece of
cloth between me and total nakedness. Then an idea stuck me.

"Master, will you finish unwrapping your present?"

***Graycin

I was impressed by Deala's suggestion. I nodded to her, and she let hands
drop to her side. Reaching forward I cut at the flimsy piece of material,
leaving it to fall to the ground.

Deala naked was slightly more impressive than her friend. She wasn't as
thin, but she wasn't fat. I walked around her, taking in the view. She
stood their, hands twitching as she suppressed her modesty. Her breasts
were larger than Sharna's and her curves more pronounced, but her skin
wasn't as soft. It was the differences that would make the girls such
great treasures.

***Deala

He had walked all around me, I felt so vulnerable now, he had seen more
of me than anyone, even Adara and Sharna. I waited while I was consumed
by his eyes, waited for his critical comments.

"You have a very beautiful body," he rumbled.

His words sent a thrill through my body, no one had ever said I was a
beautiful, other than Adara and Sharna. I must of brightened at his words
because he chuckled.

"Your welcome, now come." He turned and moved deeper into the treasure.
He stopped amidst the piles before a bed of silks and gold threads.

"You sleep here?" I stammered.

"When I sleep," he answered. He lay down on his back, and beckoned me
over. I shuddered, it was obvious he intended to use me.

He pulled me down on top of him, and I got my first feel of dragon
scales. They felt surprising soft, with an inner heat warming them
gently, I wondered if he could feel my skin through them.

He hands gently cupped my bottom, gently massaging me. I lay my head on
his chest, and let him do as he pleased. After a time of stroking and
touching he slowly turned me so I lay staring up at the roof. One of his
clawed hands gently made it's way up my body to grasp one of my breasts.
The other claw made its way between my legs and started caressing my most
private parts.

I abandoned myself to the feelings and soon I was riding a wave of
ecstasy. As I came down from my orgasmic high I realised that there was
something large between my legs.

"Now you must please me, choose how," I heard whispered in my ear. I
thought quickly, I wanted to impress him and there was only one thing I
even knew how to do.

I crawled down my masters body until I was staring at his cock. It was so
large I doubted I could fit it in my mouth, but I remembered my time in
the caravan. I stroked his shaft with my hands and forced the head into
my mouth. While stroking him with both hands and lips I danced my tongue
across the tip. His moans of pleasure encouraged me, spurring me on to
pleasure him more.

After a while of work I felt his cock twitch, I made the decision to
swallow only moments before he came. The first splirt filled my mouth and
I couldn't get it down. I pulled away, sitting up. His cum splirted onto
me, splattering on to my face and breasts. His penis shrunk and retracted
back into his body. I lay my head down on his crotch, and fell asleep,
more content than I had ever been in my whole life.