Dragon's Tale 77 (Patreon)

Getting serviced by a busty, older Roman noble was nice, but the presence of a younger one behind me, rubbing her body against mine as she stood behind my back, her lips dancing on my neck went a long way to make that sensation even more superior. 

When I finally pulled back, the busty beauty started gagging and coughing, though even during that, her gaze was on my glistening shaft, wet with her saliva. 

“Impressive work,” I said as I grabbed her hair, tightening my grip in preparation for another session. 

“Impossible,” she muttered as she gazed on my shaft, acting unaware of my touch, fascinated by her own success. 

“Nothing is impossible, honey, look how much you have managed to take despite your lack of experience,” I said, though while she busied herself looking at my shaft, Cera decided to take control as she lowered herself, until she could reach around to grab my erection, her hand gliding up and down, challenged with gaining traction as it slid easily along the lubricated part. 

The busty beauty looked up, catching my gaze, anger and satisfaction battling, though the former was steadily losing ground. Her attitude was understandable, as I was leaning rather hard to the obnoxious and narcissistic gladiator role. 

Yet, it was amusing how much forgiveness a muscular body and impressive manhood could earn.

For a moment, I was tempted to continue until she had managed to trigger my climax, but after a momentary thought, I decided against it. I had a lot of noble ladies to satisfy, and worse, I had a time limit for that before I could go and visit that mysterious healer sorceress. 

I wasn’t willing to test her mercy after not following my promise — even if that promise was extracted as blackmail. 

“It’s time for the real fun,” I said instead, using my leverage to push her toward the bed. Despite the pain making her yelp, she was quick to follow the movement, throwing herself on the bed, her back on the bed, her legs wide open. 

My gaze was sharp enough to catch her legs trembling in anticipation. Yet I didn’t walk toward her immediately, but instead raised a finger. “Who said you can lay on your back?” I asked. 

“I…” she started, only for her voice to fade beautifully. “What should I do?” 

“I want you on all fours, ready for the entrance.” 

The sudden flare of anger on her face was beautiful. “I’m not a whore,” she challenged. “You can’t treat me like one.” 

Cera was smart enough to realize I needed the space, so she took a step back, allowing me to move forward unencumbered. I didn’t say anything. Sometimes, standing toweringly worked better than any statement that could leave my lips. 

And our current situation, with my naked body hulking over her equally nude one, definitely qualified. Although, the current state of her legs, parted beautifully, trembling in excitement, hardly gave her any leverage to exert authority. I peered down, enjoying her discomfort. 

“You’re not,” I said with deliberate slowness, enjoying her growing discomfort, and its beautiful clash with her arousal. “Because, if you were a whore, you would have listened to my orders immediately. On all fours, now!” I added, tapping into the authority of my magical power for a fleeting moment. 

Her reaction as she burst into action was beautiful, especially since she ended up in all fours, her ass raised to provide a convenient entrance. 

“Much better,” I murmured even as I swatted her ass, enjoying the way her flesh rippled. “I don’t get why you’re feeling bad about this position. You definitely have the ass for it.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but another spank worked wonders to replace her planned words with a cry. I was curious what she was about to say, but not enough to stop myself from moving forward, pressing against her entrance. 

Though, she proved herself deserving of her noble reputation, her willpower allowed her to push through the pleasure to finally deliver her words. "A woman should be judged on her mind and talents, not for her figure," she managed to murmur. 

“Good point,” I said, unable to keep myself chuckling as I pushed forward, the head slipping into her wetness. “Then, tell me, what is your mind and talents telling you to feel at this exact moment.” 

Unfortunately, as I slowly filled her, she had left my question waiting tragically, unfulfilled, without an answer. 

“Sorry, what was that?” I said, chuckling at her beautiful moan even as her tightness wrapped around my girth, working wonders to continue the task her lips started, and when she failed to answer, I punctuated the question with a spank. “Answer when you’re spoken to!” I ordered. 

“Please,” she gasped, struggling to speak, especially since I didn’t stop, continuing to slide inside her, overwhelming her with pleasure. 

I turned to Cera, who had been watching the show with an aroused smirk, happy to see one of the stuck-up nobles occupying the role that would have been normally assigned to her. “What do you think?” I asked. “Do you think I should forgive her for not answering my question?” 

“I don’t know,” she answered, her voice demure, but she didn’t bother fixing her amused expression, confident that she was out of the sight of the noble lady. I was entertained by her confidence, even though I suspected it wasn’t the smartest decision. 

“Why don’t you sit in front of her, so that she can earn a more committed answer from you,” I said as I suddenly grabbed her waist and pushed her forward, which earned a scandalous gasp from the busty beauty that was busy accommodating my thickness. 

“You can’t expect me to “ she started, only for me to grab her hair, silencing her with a gasp. 

“Why did you forget your lesson already?” I commented even as I slammed into her even harder, which, combined with the hair pull, turned her words into a crazy cry. “It seems that I need my barbarian cock to teach that lesson properly.” 

“I didn’t—“ she started, only to lose the rest of her words in a soft cry, while I continued to pump her beautiful core. And when she recovered, she still lacked the opportunity to say anything, because I pushed her head down, blocking her lips with Cera’s beautiful core. “It’s only kind to pay her back for her great work,” I said with a chuckle. 

She let out a muffled moan. "Come on, sweetie, it’s the fair thing to pay her back with the same service,” I said even as I spanked her ass again, even as I continued to pump into her beautiful core. “And you don’t need to feel self-conscious. With her expression, you are clearly better on this than sucking me, so just continue to serve.” 

Despite being muffled, her beautiful cry carried a tone of protest, though that did nothing to prevent her from pushing her ass back, making my impaling even more explosive. 

I decided to reward her with another spank to her plump ass, enjoying the sensation. “You’re certainly good for a noble lady. She shivered and moaned even as I pulled back, leaving her empty for a fleeting moment before it disappeared between her legs once more, enjoying her soaked core. 

Pity I couldn’t reveal my magical abilities, because I would have loved to conjure a few mirrors to give her a better view of the show she was providing. Instead, I decided to give her a different reward as I leaned forward, grabbing her swaying breasts without even changing the pace, pinching and twisting her nipples to enhance her pleasure even more… 

After all, she definitely earned her reward. 

Under different circumstances, it would have been the moment I slowed down, teaching her the beautiful link between submission, obedience, and pleasure. Pity that, with everything going on, time was a great commodity for the evening. 

So, I quickened my assault even more, roughing her wetness even more until she started tightening and trembling, the orgasm she deserved hitting her with all the strength of a collapsing building, which managed to trigger a climax of me as well.

And I had no problem filling a beautiful noble lady with my seed. 

“Not bad, not bad at all,” I said as I pulled back, letting her collapse on the bed even as I met Cera’s eye, who looked a mix between disappointed and aroused. “Don’t worry, we have a few other noble ladies to convince working on your beautiful body,” I said with a chuckle. As I said that, I slipped a touch of magic to the trembling body of the busty beauty, making sure she continued sleeping for a while — I had no doubt the servants would put her in a more presentable state before her husband arrived. 

And if they didn’t, well, it wasn’t exactly my problem. 

“Maybe,” Cera murmured as she pulled herself under the noble lady that had been working on her pleasure. Her smile tempted me to stop there and work on her for a while. 

Pity I had more important things to handle for the rest of the night, and it was not a luxury I could afford…