Hard and Rough (Doggystyle)

"All first times are sacred, and need to be treated accordingly" He said as he watches her lie back. Her perky tits as exposed as her cunt, a fountain of moist and delight between her open legs.

Oh, is that so? You wouldn't have liked to see my real first time, then.

"I would prefer for you to turn around tough" He said. She smiled and obeyed. Her alluring rear now in full display as she brought herself on four legs.

"Back in the days of old, aspiring brides will present themselves to me covered in a thousand flowers, picked by themselves from their homeland"

"I'm afraid I did not collect any" And I don't think that underdark 'flowers' would have been appropriate.

"Is ok. Rituals change with time, and the flowers themselves are not important. What is important is your gesture, and I kind of like that you choose no other attire than your skin... that reveals honesty"

"Thank you, my..."

She could not see, but he was close now, and his hand was quick to find her sex and claim her lips with a touch of his fingers. Soon, he was caressing her openings, making sure they where ready and controlling the whole of her from there.

"Sure, this moistened cunt is being honest. You asked to be broken, and you sure are ready for it."

He entered her with rough ****. Her vagina was indeed redone by magic so it wasn't hard at all to relive the sweet pain of a first time, even if her lover wasn't all that sweet. It is better this way, I'm already corrupting him, bringing him to the path of ****. She moaned, clenched her teeth and even allow herself the melodramatic effect of a tear crossing her cheeks. Soon, she was a mess of moans and shaken flesh, her arms and legs nailed to the floor by his powerful strikes. His hands kneading her round ass, as he rammed her.

"That's it. Moan for me, my bride"

"Faster... I need you faster my looord. I need more of that cum."

"Is this what you wanted? Are your interiors rearranged now? ...I don't think so. I think you can take more."

He **** her to go down and nailed her pronebone, Her head stuck to the floor as a mere bitch. Soon she felt ****, assaulted and dominated and she loved every second of it. The ramming on her cunt grew more and more intense and the promise of cum got closer and closer.

"That's it, that's how you like it, don't you? Lick it. Lick the floor, my whore."

The only thing that delayed her tongue to obey was her need to moan. She liked the dirty old floor as he destroyed her pussy, and her stomach, tits and head where smashed against the floor. Even as a creature of peace, he cannot refuse the call for blood. That's the sign of a conqueror... my conqueror. The climax was getting closer, soon she would be drown again. I'll love to see this beautiful creature corrupted into a weapon, my weapon, to destroy my enemies and my pussy, with equal saddism.

"Thank you, thank you my lord for giving me the cock I asked. Keep going... just keep it... I can take it. I can take all you want. I want to feel your love, I want to feel full of it. Let me prove to you that I am worthy."

Once more, the dragon was generous. His cock was already hitting the end her cervix, so there was no more place for anything else, but somehow his cum found the way to create that space. The stream flowed inside of her like a neverending dream of passion and delirium and it soon mixed with her own cum. Her whole body was shaken and twisted by the lethality of the orgasm.The mana was even more potent there. It was absorbed directly into her body and she felt even more power inside of it, more and more. She felt her eyes shining with an eerie blue, and a stake of lightning came out of her hands to strike the floor she was smashed against.

Yes, this is it. This is the power I was looking for.

Soon, the passion calmed down and she remembered that it was time to pretend to be a good virginal girl again. She fell to the floor, her proud butt still up so he could see how red and punished it was after the slaughter. She smiled her lord with shyness, and allowed her body to keep trembling instead of calming it down. He need to see that I am his little whore.

"My lord... Have I...? Have I been a good girl?"

The dragon needed to breathe before his answer.

"Yes, my bride. Indeed you have."