Not much, but maybe enough...

"But I don't have pants!" He cried ****.

Oh yes, that's true. Damn, Lunni, this cock-craving lust of yours is melting your brain.

"My patience has a limit, young man. I don't care what you use to cover that DISGUSTING thing. You will cover it, and I will not hear a single word from you until I ask for it."

The dragon was quick to obey and they soon departed, she walked proudly with her graceful elven legs while he followed behind with a lowered head and an expression of shame. The journey through the woods was long and hard. Lunnara did not have a specific destination in mind, just to evade the human settlements and the wood elves tribes that delved in the deeper forest. Her only real objective was to make him walk with that cum inflated cock that kept begging for release, to let him stay in silence with only his thoughts and guilt to keep him company. It was a cruel thing to do, but it was necessary.

In truth, that overgrown stick between his legs was so massive when added to the body of a normal man that it limited his ability to properly walk. He was still tucked in that bear cape she had taken from one of the dead mercenaries and that didn't seem to be enough. The balls were so big that he couldn't help to hit them with his legs with each step. It barely made a sound but Lunnara's elven ears were much more sensitive and she could perfectly heard the luscious dance that those orbs were executing behind her, almost teasing her with her roundness. She could easily imagine how much of that magical cum would be stored there just for her, how tasty and nutritious it would be, how white and dense, and she made a great effort to control her craving.

The cock was an even worst thing to contain for the boy: It was unbelievably stiff and its tip lingered below the chin of the young man with each step. Soon, the dragon's ashamed face was covered in sticky pre-cum, as well as his tears. Lunnara longed for that cock as well, she could not help but to imagine that thing forcing his way into each of her holes, filling and drowning her. She imagined the dragon being educated under her tutelage, how proudly he would return to her covered in the blood of their enemies, only to pound her with that gorgeous instrument. In time, he would become a weapon of mass destruction, loyal only to her. A terror to the world, a puppy to her.

The dragon managed to withstand his suffering much more longer than she expected, but in the end he fell to his knees, a broken and exhausted thing, his cock leaking his nectar to the ground. That was the moment to rescue him, to show mercy at last: Lunnara pretended to be annoyed first but as soon as she saw him on the floor begging for help, her demeanour flipped once more. Once again, she was a worried an loving mother.

"Oh, sweet child!" She cried while reaching him. She looked at the veiny and exposed instrument, a pulsating thing begging for an orgasm, promising its nectar in return.

"I'm sorry..." He said. "I'm sorry I made you angry..."

"It's ok, sweety. I shouldn't have said those things to you..."

"You don't think my cock is disgusting?" He asked with his puppy eyes.

"Oh, baby how could I?" She said caressing his face, taking him in his arms, as a loving mother should. The dragon looked up to her as the night fell around them, a naive resolve forming in his eyes.

"Mommy..." He said the magic word, and Lunnara's black heart almost melt in that moment. His whole body was sweaty and he could barely breathe. "Mommy, I want to cum so bad but... I have to prove it to you that I am a man... I want to please you."

Good, good.

"Sweety you have nothing to prove."

"I have. Let me do it. I don't know how or what to do but please... let me make you happy... I want you to be happy, only you, like the knight form your song."

Lunnara was screaming internally like a little fan girl, but she managed to control herself. She caressed the young man precum-stained cheeks again and let her stern tone return briefly. "Do you really mean that, young man?"

"Yes... I want to cum but... making you happy... that's more important. Please... mom." He slowly lifted his hand and shyly caressed the elf's pale face, longing for her smile. He had no words to describe how beautiful she was to him, how much he wanted her approval. "I didn't want to hurt you, please tell me what to do and I will. I will show you that I am a good boy."

Yes, yes, YES! HE IS SOOOOO ADORABLE!, so willing!... and he is MINE!

The sorceress answered with a serious look, one that she know would make him tremble with fear. "Alright, young one... this is what we will do..."