Message-ID: <10809eli$9805031936@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: djfarr@ihug.co.nz (Rarstarr) Subject: Dracokin 3 - Repost ( ds MF fant dragon ) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <MPG.fb54abd4fbc0e51989693@news.supernews.com> Dracokin 3 by Rarstarr This story contains sexual themes including slaverly, and sex between a human and a non-human. If it is illegal for you to view this story or you may be offended by the contents, I ask you to stop reading. All characters and settings are created by me, unless otherwise noted. Don't use them without permission. ***Graycin Were the fates laughing or smiling at me. Since I was young the child races had fascinated me. My parents had taught me a lot about them, even introducing some of the more prominent among them to me. Over the years I had become fascinated in them on many levels, especially the intimate ones. However after centuries resisting those urges I have three girls, willing to serve me in that fashion, just drop into my lap in only a matter of days. Deala and Sharna, adopted daughters of an old friend and student, had come to me together on a mission of mercy. They had been reluctant at first, but their enslavement had uncovered some deep part of themselves that marvelled in my use of them. Melaine, my latest acquisition, had forced herself upon a guide to lead her to me. She wanted to be taught, or so she said. That probably meant magic, but she was going to learn that coming to a Dracokin to learn had two problems. One, we're not very giving, and two, we use our own complex language. ***Melaine I was quaking like a leaf as he lead me inside. Adara, the woman who had brought me here, stood just inside the cave, talking to a naked girl. One of her daughters from the comments she had made during the trip up. The girl, Deala from what the dracokin had said, was smiling and talking happily with the old woman. As I approached she looked me over. I'm sure that the same question was on both our minds, how long would I stay dressed? Graycin lead me past the pair and into the caverns. Passing through the crystal cave, I wondered what exactly I had gotten myself into. ***Graycin As much as I wanted to sample this new beauty I decided that I should wait. Deala would probably feel left out, and I didn't what problems amongst my treasures. Besides Melaine needed to start her lessons. I led her through the caverns to the library, well the only library she was likely to see. She looked around the cave in wonder. Now I hardly consider my library large, it wouldn't take me a long time to get through it, only forty and fifty years. Wait, compared to a human's life span that is a long time. It only took a few moments for her to realise I was staring at her. "Remove your clothing," I told her when she returned her attention to me. She hesitated for a second. "What if I don't?" she inquired. I sighed, then with a roar and wings outstretched I leapt upon her. There was a loud ripping sound as I shredded her clothes. That was a pity, they were nice clothes. Melaine stood shaking like a leaf, the remains of her clothes at her feet. My estimation of her body was fairly accurate. While Deala and Sharna looked almost innocent even in the mostly sexual positions I'd put them in, Melaine's body looked over sexed even in the most unsexual position. Maybe that was what she was running from. I reached up and stroked her jet black hair. She wanted to pull away, I could tell, but her good judgment was overriding her fear. "Your first lesson, don't talk back," I told her. "You can question my teaching, but not my orders." Melaine nodded, but didn't say anything. I chuckled under my breath as I walked towards the shelves. What would she think when the others taught her how to act in my presence? She'd already broken a number of our unwritten rules. I pulled a book from the shelves. It was a treatise on Metamagic by Professor Grossclout. Not that I knew of any Professor Grossclout. The book had come from a far away land and some ancestor of mine had translated in from the demonic language the writer had used into dracoian. I threw the book onto the desk. Pointing to the chair I instructed Melaine to sit. She almost ran to the chair, and sat their naked looking up at me. I opened the book to a random page. "What does it say?" I demanded. She looked at the spidery characters on the page. There was no chance she'd be able to read it. Once I taught her to read dracoian she'd be the only human alive with that skill. "How do you expect me to read it, I don't know the language!" she snapped, her irritation sweeping away her fear. I picked up the book, returning it the shelf. I pulled out one of the largest books in my library and one of the thinnest. I dumped both books in font of her, then pulled a sheaf of papers out of the air. This too I dumped in front of her. "The small book is a children's book someone translated for fun. The large one is a translation dictionary. Translate the book back, then wait here until I return." ***Graycin I found Deala with Sharna. They were relaxing in their sleeping cave, Deala telling her friend about seeing Adara. Both dropped the conversation as I entered. They looked at me expectantly. "How are you Sharna?" I inquired. "Still a little sore master, I'm afraid I won't be able to do that again for a few days," she replied, a hint of sadness in her voice. I laughed. "Do not worry, the anticipation will only make it sweeter." I paced over and reached out to stroke Deala under the chin. "I think I'll have I some fun with you tonight." Deala brightened. "Thank you, master, but I thought you'd like to play with our new toy." I gave her one of my toothy grins. "She's currently sitting in the library performing a task that will decide how I play with her." I reached down and cupped her breasts. "Are you saying you don't want to be played with?" "Nononono," Deala shook her head. "Course I want to play." "Would you two cut out the innuendo and just go have sex," Sharna snapped. "I'm trying to get some rest here." I laughed and swept Deala off her feet. Deala giggled as I strode from the room. I walked through the treasure cavern to the bed I'd used to take Sharna's virginity. I laid Deala on her back on the silks. She immediately spread her legs, revealing her sex to me. The scent of her need filled the air. Reaching down I stroked her cunt. With a thought I removed the point off one of my claws, then plunged it into her sex. She gasped as my claw sunk deep into her already wet hole. I found the physical evidence of her virginity. I let out a deep purr. "Are you ready for me?" I asked of my treasure. "Always master," she replied. I pulled my claw from her with a wet pop, then leant forward and opened my jaw. I gently held the nipple of her right breast between my teeth. I had to be careful, my teeth were incredibly sharp and I didn't want to damage my pretty little treasure. Deala moaned, I guess she liked the sensation. I released the nipple, the sent my tongue flicking over her breast. She seemed to enjoy that too. Just one of the advantages of a long tongue I guess. I pulled away a second time, and let my member slide out. I placed the head of my cock against her cunt. "Yes, please, master," she moaned. "Fuck me, please!" I chuckled. "You truly need it don't you." "Please, I've been waiting since the other night. Please, take me master, I'm yours!" I pushed my member into the girl's hole. She was tight, tighter than Sharna. I move slowly into her, not wanting to over stretch her. The feeling of her warm wet inside were exquisite as I forced my way in. Finally I felt the resistance of her hymen. With a grin I pulled back and shoved my way through, taking the last vestiges of her youth. Deala screamed as the pain seared through her pleasure. I held still, watching her. Her breathing was laboured for a time. "That hurt," she whimpered when she was able. "I know little one, it always hurts the first time. Do you think you can go on?" I asked. "Don't stop," she pleaded. I started moving, barely. "More, faster, harder, please, master," she begged, pushing her crotch up in time with my inwards strokes. I started increasing my pace, only slowly at first but picking up speed. Orgasm after orgasm rolled through her as I pounded her into her body, but at no time did she ask me to stop. She moan and groaned, muscles spasming with pleasure. At no time did she beg me to stop, though I passed the limits of her endurance. Finally I came with a roar that echoed around the caverns. I looked down to discover that Deala was staring up at me. "Please master, may I sleep now," she croaked before collapsing. I stared down at the girl under me. This wasn't working, my physique too powerful for these girls. Obviously I needed to find a solution, but only after I took Melaine. ***Ce'Lane The shouts and screams awoke me shortly before midnight. I knew better than to go to the window to investigate. Tel'Imran would come tell me what was happening soon enough. Unfortunately it was sometime before my guardian arrived. When the door was pushed open I could see the flickering light of fire outside. The village must have been on fire (part of the problem with wooden buildings). Tel'Imran was one of the largest elves I knew. Her brown hair and eyes betrayed her wood elf origins. "Humans have attacked the village your highness, we must escape!" Tel'Imran declared. I swung out of the bed, and looked her in the eyes. "How is that possible? What of the wards?" I demanded. She strode in to stand before me. "I don't know, but we must leave now, time is running out." "Correction, time has run out you pointed eared bitch. Give up or I'll be forced to kill you," the human man declared from the door Tel'Imran snarled as she spun to face the intruder. Her sword flashed out as she dived forward. The battle was short and left Tel'Imran lying unconscious on the ground. The man walked in, immediately followed by another six men. "Take the princess to the cage," the man ordered. "This hunt has gone well." ***Graycin I delayed my return to the library, giving Melaine enough time to complete the task I had set her. Besides which, Deala looked so beautiful lying there. I knew she'd be sore for a few days, but she'd probably thank me for it. Melaine sat at the desk, staring at the pile of paper. She looked up warily as I approached. "I'm finished master," she told me. I picked up the translated pages and leafed through them. "Good work," I announced, then ignited the papers with a thought. She watched as her work for the past few hourss literally went up in smoke. "I'll take you to your sleeping cave." ----- Notes: Professor Grossclout is from the Xanth novels by Piers Anthony. He's a demon professor (yes literally) that teaches Metamagic at the demon university. -- ----------- Rarstarr, David Farr http://homepages.ihug.co.nz/~djfarr/ djfarr@ihug.co.nz -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |