Chapter 4: A Dragon’s Magic
Kate squirmed a little as she took stock of the sequence of events that had led to her current situation. She was lying on her back on the stone floor of a cave, naked as the day she was born, and currently immobilized.
The reason for her immobilization was the exceptionally large dragon on top of her. He was fast asleep, forepaws resting on her spread legs holding her down while his neck lay across her middle culminated in his head using her bare breasts as a pillow; cradling his head from both sides as his heavy breath blew on her neck. She sighed, clearly not going anywhere or some time yet, but at least it seemed that dragon’s produced a good bit of body heat unlike other lizards so she wasn’t cold per se, despite her bare butt on the cold stone.
The shock of what had happened to her, to her life, was only just now starting to settle in. She was a relatively poor peasant girl. No claims to land or nobility, and her most notable chance to a better life was in her rare species and her exotic fur color. Her best bet at a good life had been to find a lesser lord or baron, someone who was unable to ‘marry up’ and who might want an exotic wife purely for the uniqueness. It would have meant being basically a pet or a concubine, but it would be much more comfortable than struggling as a farmer; though as far as she was concerned it would have been only marginally more respectable than being an exotic prostitute.
All that had changed the day she had been ambushed, pinned, raped, and kidnapped; all in the span of an hour. That summary made things seem really rather bad, and if the male responsible had been a normal male it would be. She’d be ruined for marrying into a noble family, and if she had gotten pregnant then it could cause other hardships as well. However the balance of events seemed to have come out decidedly in her favor.
She was a dragon rider.
A smile cracked Kate’s face just thinking about it. Setting aside the double entendre inuendo the term dragon ‘rider’ had acquired given her position, it conveyed numerous benefits. The most notable of said benefits was access to magic. Being born with a magic affinity was a ticket to mage academies and to money and fame, or at least steady well paid employment. Being born with magic was rare though and learning it hard, but being a rider solved that issue succinctly.
Dragons were magical powerhouses but had little control over it. Their most famous power, the breath of flames, or acid, or lightning, or ice, depending on the dragon was immensely powerful, but also a bit crude, hence the utility of the symbiosis with a rider. Now that she was bonded to this dragon she could draw his power and use it to cast spells, performing feats limited to mages or magical beings. These abilities would give her the life she wanted, a source of comfortable money, acclaim, even fame depending on her ability. Drawing on the powerful source of magic that was a dragon could make her great!
If only she had the first clue how to actually do that.
It also wasn’t lost on her that she had basically done the same thing with this dragon named Fain as she might have had to with some hypothetical baron. Essentially married herself off for a chance at a better life. That was the dragon’s price after all, her body. A price she had agreed to pay for this chance. At least this way she would be able to shoot fireballs instead of just being a wall flower.
For now though they would need a teacher of some sort to help her learn her new abilities. The thought trailed off as a cool breeze blew over her exposed nipples making her shiver. That and clothes, she would need to find clothes and very much doubted that Fain had any to spare. Thankfully her shivers seemed to rouse her scaly husband / impromptu blanket
“Morning my, uh, my dearest” Fain said trying to sound like a proper mate, at least how they sounded in books.
Luckily it was more cute than cringy, at least to Kate who shook her head a bit before poking his nose, “The fire went out some time ago, I’m a bit chilly.”
“OK ok” Fain said turning his head to the fire pit and belching a blast of flame over it. While the flames he breathed did increase the temperature, it was short lived given the wood was well and truly used. “What the?”
“Fain you need some fuel if you want it to keep going. Wood or coal or something that burns.” Kate explained.
“I can do that!” Fain jumped up, letting Kate’s stark naked body be fully exposed to the cold mountain air that breezed through their little cave. He then bounded off and took off flapping almost immediately.
“W-wait! Also find some cloth….. and he’s gone…” Kate tried to call out but trailed off as Fain was already quite far away. She hugged herself with her arms and planed a hand on each tit to protect the fleshy ice cubes that were her nipples. He’d be back soon enough, and the cave would be warmed again.
Fain would likely want sex again too, Kate reminded herself and stood stretching lightly. She could take his size, barely, but it would wear on her. She wasn’t sure what would give out first if this hypersexual ‘honeymoon’ period lasted too long. Would it be her body from the vigorous humping wearing out her muscles and back, or would the explosive orgasms break her mind first? She was fairly sure she’d find out before too long.
At least ‘explosive orgasms’ was probably one of the better ways to lose one’s mind. Kate actually chuckled to herself at the notion. She surprised herself how ok she was with what had happened to her in such a short time. She had a future she might be able to look forward to. Being a dragon rider was a huge honor often limited to only the most esteemed and pedigreed soldiers.
Luckily this dragon was too young to know that.
In either case her parents would be so proud that she had reached this station. They would benefit from it too and deserved it mightily for being so good to her as they could with their limited means. She was less certain, however, how they’d react to her bending over for the selfsame dragon.
All that would be a problem that she would have to deal with later though. In the meantime, while she waited for her husband to return, she decided to explore the cave more thoroughly. Hopefully it was less drafty deeper in.
Kate squirmed a little as she took stock of the sequence of events that had led to her current situation. She was lying on her back on the stone floor of a cave, naked as the day she was born, and currently immobilized.
The reason for her immobilization was the exceptionally large dragon on top of her. He was fast asleep, forepaws resting on her spread legs holding her down while his neck lay across her middle culminated in his head using her bare breasts as a pillow; cradling his head from both sides as his heavy breath blew on her neck. She sighed, clearly not going anywhere or some time yet, but at least it seemed that dragon’s produced a good bit of body heat unlike other lizards so she wasn’t cold per se, despite her bare butt on the cold stone.
The shock of what had happened to her, to her life, was only just now starting to settle in. She was a relatively poor peasant girl. No claims to land or nobility, and her most notable chance to a better life was in her rare species and her exotic fur color. Her best bet at a good life had been to find a lesser lord or baron, someone who was unable to ‘marry up’ and who might want an exotic wife purely for the uniqueness. It would have meant being basically a pet or a concubine, but it would be much more comfortable than struggling as a farmer; though as far as she was concerned it would have been only marginally more respectable than being an exotic prostitute.
All that had changed the day she had been ambushed, pinned, raped, and kidnapped; all in the span of an hour. That summary made things seem really rather bad, and if the male responsible had been a normal male it would be. She’d be ruined for marrying into a noble family, and if she had gotten pregnant then it could cause other hardships as well. However the balance of events seemed to have come out decidedly in her favor.
She was a dragon rider.
A smile cracked Kate’s face just thinking about it. Setting aside the double entendre inuendo the term dragon ‘rider’ had acquired given her position, it conveyed numerous benefits. The most notable of said benefits was access to magic. Being born with a magic affinity was a ticket to mage academies and to money and fame, or at least steady well paid employment. Being born with magic was rare though and learning it hard, but being a rider solved that issue succinctly.
Dragons were magical powerhouses but had little control over it. Their most famous power, the breath of flames, or acid, or lightning, or ice, depending on the dragon was immensely powerful, but also a bit crude, hence the utility of the symbiosis with a rider. Now that she was bonded to this dragon she could draw his power and use it to cast spells, performing feats limited to mages or magical beings. These abilities would give her the life she wanted, a source of comfortable money, acclaim, even fame depending on her ability. Drawing on the powerful source of magic that was a dragon could make her great!
If only she had the first clue how to actually do that.
It also wasn’t lost on her that she had basically done the same thing with this dragon named Fain as she might have had to with some hypothetical baron. Essentially married herself off for a chance at a better life. That was the dragon’s price after all, her body. A price she had agreed to pay for this chance. At least this way she would be able to shoot fireballs instead of just being a wall flower.
For now though they would need a teacher of some sort to help her learn her new abilities. The thought trailed off as a cool breeze blew over her exposed nipples making her shiver. That and clothes, she would need to find clothes and very much doubted that Fain had any to spare. Thankfully her shivers seemed to rouse her scaly husband / impromptu blanket
“Morning my, uh, my dearest” Fain said trying to sound like a proper mate, at least how they sounded in books.
Luckily it was more cute than cringy, at least to Kate who shook her head a bit before poking his nose, “The fire went out some time ago, I’m a bit chilly.”
“OK ok” Fain said turning his head to the fire pit and belching a blast of flame over it. While the flames he breathed did increase the temperature, it was short lived given the wood was well and truly used. “What the?”
“Fain you need some fuel if you want it to keep going. Wood or coal or something that burns.” Kate explained.
“I can do that!” Fain jumped up, letting Kate’s stark naked body be fully exposed to the cold mountain air that breezed through their little cave. He then bounded off and took off flapping almost immediately.
“W-wait! Also find some cloth….. and he’s gone…” Kate tried to call out but trailed off as Fain was already quite far away. She hugged herself with her arms and planed a hand on each tit to protect the fleshy ice cubes that were her nipples. He’d be back soon enough, and the cave would be warmed again.
Fain would likely want sex again too, Kate reminded herself and stood stretching lightly. She could take his size, barely, but it would wear on her. She wasn’t sure what would give out first if this hypersexual ‘honeymoon’ period lasted too long. Would it be her body from the vigorous humping wearing out her muscles and back, or would the explosive orgasms break her mind first? She was fairly sure she’d find out before too long.
At least ‘explosive orgasms’ was probably one of the better ways to lose one’s mind. Kate actually chuckled to herself at the notion. She surprised herself how ok she was with what had happened to her in such a short time. She had a future she might be able to look forward to. Being a dragon rider was a huge honor often limited to only the most esteemed and pedigreed soldiers.
Luckily this dragon was too young to know that.
In either case her parents would be so proud that she had reached this station. They would benefit from it too and deserved it mightily for being so good to her as they could with their limited means. She was less certain, however, how they’d react to her bending over for the selfsame dragon.
All that would be a problem that she would have to deal with later though. In the meantime, while she waited for her husband to return, she decided to explore the cave more thoroughly. Hopefully it was less drafty deeper in.
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