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Dracokin 6
by David Farr

This story contains sexual themes including slavery, 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.

***Ce'Lane

	I awoke, sore and stiff, in the same cave as the previous day. The 
memories of my time with Graycin flooded back to me, bringing tears. I 
curled into a ball and sobbed. A soft touch on my shoulder caused me to 
twist and pull away. Pain lanced through my tired body.
	"Its okay," Sharna promised, her voice soft.
	I blinked at her. She was kneeling over me, a worried look on her 
face. My first thought was why was she so worried about me.
	"Sore, aren't you," she smiled tenderly. "We all were after our 
first time."
	"Does it get better?" I asked, my voice little more than a wimper.
	Sharna shrugged. "I have no idea, I've only slept with him once. 
In fact none of us have been with him multiple times."
	I stuggled to sit up. "Really?"
	"Well, Deala has slept with him twice, but didn't actually get 
fucked the first time," she admitted.
	"He's powerful," I wimpered.
	"Yes, but you enjoyed what he did, didn't you." Her smile was a 
knowing one.
	"It hurt, but I never felt anything like it." What was it about 
the situation that made me feel like a child? She seemed so wise, and I 
was so scared of the unknown that had engulfed me.
	Sharna gave a light laugh. "We'll never get sex like that from 
anyone else. If nothing else its a good reason to stay."
	For the first time I noticed the smell and the goo caked on the 
inside of my thighs. I reached down and touched myself there. I squeaked 
in pain as my fingers brushed my sex.
	"If you want to clean up, I can show you some hot pools we use," 
Sharna offered.
	"Yes, thank you."
	I was surprised when Sharna simply stood and walked towards the 
entrance. Getting to my feet was hard, my muscles complaining. Once I was 
standing I took a couple of limping steps and it was immediately apparent 
that I wasn't going to be able go anywhere on my own. 
	"Sharna," I called weakly. She turned to look at me, an eyebrow 
raised. "Could you help, please?"
	Sharna walked over and wrapped an arm around me, taking much of my 
weight. I suddenly realised that though she was the tallest of the three 
humans, she was still slightly shorter than me. In my entire life only 
two people had ever touched the skin of my torso. One was the servant who 
had washed me as a child, the second was my mother when I was a baby. And 
yet, here I was, skin to skin with a human girl.
	The walk to the pools was long, but worth it. I sighed as I slid 
into heated water, then watched as Sharna lowered herself into the 
opposite side.

***Graycin

	Melaine's sudden developing of impressive language skill was 
starting to disturb me. I had hoped to keep her busy learning dracoian 
for a year before getting into actual magical theory, but after only two 
days of work she already had the vocabulary of a child. Well, comparable 
to a human child of about five learning the human language anyway. Or at 
least that was what I thought.
	I gazed at my student, sitting before me, smiling and naked. I 
wondered if she knew just how incredible what she had just done was. 
Between us sat a piece of paper onto which she had translated a 
conversation we'd had. We'd talked slowly, giving her time to write, and 
she'd managed to only make a couple of mistakes.
	"I'm impressed Melaine, you're an excellent student," I picked up 
the piece of paper. "I'm going to have to be tougher on you." I watched 
her glup. "In one week I will give you a comprehensive exam, if I think 
you aren't doing well enough I will punish you. Until then you may study 
using any of the books in those shelves." I pointed to a set of shelves 
that contained nothing but old story books and a few interesting non-
fiction books. There was nothing magical, and until I was sure of her, 
there never would be.
	Melaine looked at the shelf, then back at me. "Punished, master?" 
she asked.
	"You'll see." I stood and paced out of the room, leaving her 
wondering.
	I found Sharna and Deala playing amongst my treasure. Watching 
them jump and frolic, naked amongst what many men would kill for, I was 
fascinated by the ability of these two to lose themselves. They seemed so 
carefree.
	"Sharna!" I called. She and Deela immediately stopped playing and 
hurried down to me. 
	"Yes Master?" they chorused.They stood there expectantly, not even 
a hint of modestity showing. In fact they were quite happily showing 
their bodies off to me, standing so that their breasts were prominent.
	"How is Ce'Lane?"
	"She enjoyed her bath master, and is sleeping again," she 
reported.
	I nodded. "Good, tonight after dinner I want you two to wait here 
for me."
	The two girls shared a glance then turned back to me. "Both of 
us?" Deala squeaked.
	"Yes, I'm going to try something different."

***Sharna

	Deala and I stood nervously in the treasure chamber, waiting for 
Graycin. We'd spent the day trying to figure out what he'd meant by 
"something different." We'd tabled lots of ideas, but all that had done 
was increase our apprehension. We were both naked, of course, neither of 
us felt any modesty anymore.  
	We waited a long time before Graycin arrived. I don't know why, 
but we just stood there, side by side, at attention. What I do know is 
that I felt like I was awaiting some kind of military inspection.
	Graycin approached us from behind. We'd been expecting him to come 
into the treasure room from elsewhere in the lair. He had though been in 
amongst the treasure. We heard the clicking of the claws on his feet on 
the ground, and both spun.
	"Hmm, beautiful sight that," he commented, walking forward.
	I blushed and out of the corner of my eye I saw Deala brighten. 
Our master had paid us a compliment, his opinon was very important to us.
	"Come with me," he ordered, and turned away.
	We followed him through the piles to the bed of silks upon which 
he'd taken both Deala and my virginities.  A large stone chair, shaped to 
comfortably fit a dracokin, sat facing the bed. The chair was solidly 
connected to the ground, as if it had been carved from some protrudence, 
which I was sure wasn't there before.
	Without a comment Graycin walked over to the chair and sat down. I 
glanced at Deala, then led her over to stand before him.
	"Tonight, I will merely watch," he announced, gazing at us.
	"Watch?" I asked with a stutter.
	"Yes, I wish to watch the two of you make love." He eyes did a 
slow blink as he spoke.
	"B-but, m-master, we're both girls." That wasn't the true reason, 
but it was a good excuse.
	"So?" Graycin asked. "I know that many humans and elves engage in 
same gender relationships. I wish to observe the two of you in the 
physical side of such a relationship."
	"But..." I started helplessly, turning to Deala for aid.
	"Come on Sharna, it'll be fun." I scowled at her, fat lot of good 
she was.
	"Please master, don't force me to do this." I felt the tears 
gathering as I stepped forward. "Please, she's my sister, please."
	I didn't hear Deala approach me, but felt her arms slip around me. 
As she tried to comfort me, I looked up into my masters face, pleading 
with him silently.
	"Is that what was bothering you?" He asked.
	"Please, master, not my sister, not that, not with her." Even as I 
begged, I was aware of Deala's body pressed against me. Her firm breasts 
hard against my back, her skin silding over mine with each breath. 
Despite myself she was arousing me again.
	Graycin's clawed finger curled around my chin. "You gave yourself 
to me. You promised to follow my every commmand, and believe me, you will 
obey."
	"Please master, get Melaine, please, even Ce'Lane, just not with 
Deala, she's my sister!" The tears were streaming my cheek now.
	"Don't you love me?" Deala's voice was quiet, but I heard her loud 
and clear, her head was right next to my ear.
	"Huh?" her question had surprised me.
	"If you love me, you'd be happy to make love." There was pain in 
her voice. 
	I wanted to turn in her arms, confront her, but I couldn't. 
"Sisters don't feel like that about each other," I managed to sob. I was 
trapped between the immovabled object of my owner and the irresistable 
force of the sister I loved so much.
	"I always have," Deala whispered. Her voice was s soft, so quiet. 
"You were everything I admired. You were tall, beautiful, smart, brave. 
When I was young all I wanted to be was you, that's why I followed you 
everywhere, always wanted to be with you." Her hands started stroking my 
shoulders lovingly.
	"After Adara adopted us, all I could think of was the touches of 
those men. I wanted it so badly, but men scared me. Then I realised that 
another girl might be able to touch me the same way. I started 
fantisicing about it."
	She sobbed a couple of times, I didn'teven notice her move her 
hands to start touching the edges of my breasts. "Do you remember when 
you started sleeping nude? I used to watch you as you climbed into bed. 
You were so soft, so beautiful, I wanted to touch you and make you feel 
good. I'd wait until you were sleeping then I'd touch myself, wishing it 
was you.
	"I made so much noise I was surprised that you didn't wake up. You 
sleep very deeply and never woke up, so one night I gathered up my 
courage. After you went to sleep I got up and pulled your blanket off. I 
sat on my bed and played with myself. I had my first real orgasm that 
way. 'Course I had no idea what I was feeling.
	"I've been pleasuring myself that way for such a long time Sharna. 
Wishing you'd wake up and join me, but scared you'd reject me. Please 
Sharna, your fantasy came true, let mine." She sobbed a few more times.
	"I didn't know," I whispered. I finally got myself together enough 
to twist around. Now I was looking into her eyes. I could see the fear 
and pain there. Our position meant that our nipples pressed together, and 
with each of her sobs, they brushed ag8ainst each other, sending pleasure 
coursing through my body. "I was scared you didn't want it." I couldn't 
get my voice above a whisper, but I was sure Graycin could hear every 
word we said.
	"I want it more than anything else in the world," she told me, the 
hints of a smile coming to her mouth and eyes.
	I leaned forward, embraced my sister and locked her into the most 
passinate kiss I could manage. Deala must have been surprised because it 
took her a few seconds to react. Her hands, no longer able to play with 
my breasts, brushed up and down my back, one coming to rest gripping my 
shoulder, the other cupping my bottom. My own hands mirrored hers.
	Finally we seperated, both of us panting hard.
	"Lets move to the bed so that Graycin can see," I suggested.
	"Not to mention it'll be more comfortable," Deala giggled.
	Deala turned away and crawled towards the silk bed. I sat and 
watched her arse wiggling as she went for a few seconds before 
remembering that I was supposed to be following her. I got to my hands 
and knees, and gave Graycin a view similar to the one I had enjoyed.
	As I approached Deala turned and plumped down on the ground. I 
stopped and gazed at her naked form. I'd seen her naked before, but this 
is the first time I actually felt somthing when I looked. Deala had said  
she had admired me, now I admired her. Those firm globes sitting on her 
chest, the neat patch of hair between her legs, the firm sheen of her 
skin, everything about her seemed different. But she wasn't dfferent, I 
was, seeing her through another set of eyes.
	I crawled forward and knelt before my sister. "I don't ... I don't 
know what to do," I admitted to her, gazing helplessly into her eyes.
	"Then let me guide you." She lay back and reached up to cup my 
breast with one hand. Her other hand slid behind my head and pulled me 
down. I expected she wanted to start another kiss, but instead I found my 
lips hovering above her nipple. Knowing what she wanted I stuck out my 
tongue so that the tip rested on the top of her nipple. I gently swirled 
the rock hard nub.
	"Oh yes," Deala moaned, and started tugging on both my nipples. I 
raised one hand off the ground and squeezed her other nipple between my 
fingers. Deala  moaned again, then started moving her hands around my 
body.
	"Gods Sharna, how did you get such soft skin?" she gasped, 
pinching me.
	I didn't wince or answer. Her ministrations were arousing me no 
end, but somehow I'd managed to concentrate on pleasing her. I stopped 
paying attention to her nipple and moved up her body. She started 
gigglling as I licked down and around the base of her neck. 
	Next I started licking down between her breasts. I brushed those 
globes as I passed. I felt rather than heard Deala's sigh. I continued 
down over her stomach, stopping once to rewet my tongue.
	"Stop Sharna," Deala gasped as I reached the top of her hair.
	I pulled up and looked at her quizzically.
	"Lie down," she directed. "Its time for you to be  pleasured."
	A shiver of pleasure passed through me as I lay down on the silks. 
Deala rose up above me, kneeling down between my legs. She smiled at me, 
then held her hands before her, fingers splayed. She reached out and 
stroked the top of my breast. Her hand quickly moved down my body, 
flicking my nipple on the way past. Next I felt a fingertip trace the 
curve of my belly. Finally she touched my clit.
	With her other hand she started the process again, stroke top of 
breast, flick a nipple, brush my belly, play with my clit. Breast, 
nipple, belly, clit, breast, nipple, belly, clit. Over and over again. 
Speading up until it felt like she was doing all those things at once.
	I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation. That was when she 
changed the sequence, touching other places, or in a different order. It 
quickly become so that I couldn't guess where she would touch next, not 
that I had time to guess. My entire body was alive with touches, pinches, 
flicks and tugs. I moaned and gasped under the assault.
	Suddenly she stopped. I waited for a few moments, thinking this 
was just another part of her sequence. Then I felt her body come down 
upon me. I felt her breast on my belly, so I opened my eyes. Directly 
before my eyes was Deala's sex. It was only a moment before I felt her 
tongue start playing with my clit and cunt. Quickly I licked her, doing 
my best to copy her movements.
	We attacked each others' sex and quickly brought each other off. I 
never realised just how much noise Deala could make.

***Deala

	I turned so that I could hug Sharna. We lay in each others arms, 
basking in the after glow. We had become friends in an orphanage in 
distant Exeter, our relationship had since come as far as we had. We had 
become sisters in a small village called Dragon's Way, and lovers under 
our master's gaze.
	With that thought I realised we had forgotten something. "Master!" 
I cried, sitting up suddenly.
	His chuckle snapped Sharna out of her confusion. "I was wondering 
how long it would take you to remember me." He stood and stalked over to 
us, his claws clicking on the floor. Sharna sat up and embraced me as he 
loomed over us.
	"Did we please you master?" I squeak hopefully.
	"Yes, you did." He shifted his gaze to focus on Sharna. "Do you 
want to know why I forced you to do this?" he asked her. I froze, I 
hadn't wanted her to know about this.
	"Yes master, if you don't mnd," my big sister answered.
	"Deala came to me and told me that she would gladly go along wth 
anything if I'd help her get the two of you to have sex." My heart sank 
as he told her that.
	"If I made the same deal, will you let us contiue our 
relationship?" she asked after a few moments.
	My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe that she had said 
that. I had been afraid she would reject me, instead she was willing to 
scarifice her freedom to keep our relationship going.
	"You both realise that this will  mean that if I wish to perform 
an experiment with the two of you, I will not ask, explain or do any 
deals," he warned. "Neither of you will have anything more to offer me."
	We both nodded, I admit that the idea scared me, but Graycin had 
been gentle with us.
	Graycin grinned, that tooth grin that sent a shiver down mmy 
spine. "It is done."

*****



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Rarstarr,
David Farr
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djfarr@ihug.co.nz


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