Brand Her

Slipping my still hard rod from her I smirk down at Elza, her defiant glare less effective with her face smeared with cum.

"Now you submit " I say, licking my lips, tasting her on my tongue. squirming in her bonds she glares up at me in her pathetic attempt to be intimidating. growling she spits at me. She would be good first conquest.

"Damn you straight to hell!" She shouts at me, the tears flowing slightly from her eyes, mixing with the others as they trail down her cheeks. She continues fighting her bonds, trying to work herself from me with her legs, regardless of her defiance she was clearly scared, as she should be.

Stepping forward I roughly grab her by the forehead, my energy gathering in my palm, forcing her to kneel. "You are mine !" I state firmly, channeling the energy into her. the result is an ear-splitting shriek from Elza, the process clearly agonizing. Thrashing in her bonds and causing her breasts to swing as she thrusted her body around.

Clenching my claws around her scalp I **** even more into her, her eyes roling back into her head as she begins to shiver. Her body seizing up as she begs for mercy, mark I intend to place on her erasing who she is, her memories fading.

Once I am finished she slumps forward slightly, panting as she looks around. Looking up at me with a blank expression as small circular marking fades into her forehead. "Master? What.. where am I? Why am I tied up?" She whispers, her head lowering in a show of subservience.

On her forehead now clear as day is a symbol of a gold dragon with it's wings expanded outwards as a stream of fire erupts from it's mouth. "Now that you had your fun I would advise we continue on our way to the Council's location." I look above me and see Eishta hovering close to us.

"What for?" I ask lifting Elza to her feet and unbinding her, she shyly covers herself up with her arms and tail not bothering to clean herself up.

"For your coronation of course. You're the only male dragon monster to have been born, your existence should normally be impossible and it seems the Council sees it's only fitting you be named leader." She replies landing next to me. "Though of course that makes you a prime target for political intrigue and assassins. I will follow you whatever you decide."