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Chapter 6 by Stitch_the_snitch Stitch_the_snitch

How does he perform?

Wonderfully

'Holy shit he's a natural' thinks dragonlord Cynder as her kobold servant "massages" her pussy, all of her willpower being necessary to restrain her noise to mere moans (rather than screaming in pleasure), an ultimate attempt to retain some dignity. But she fails to stop herself from squirming under his grasp, her back bending upwards and her legs visibly shaking as ripples of pleasure flow through her from his fingers

Zan is, of course, oblivious to this. His attention entirely consumed by completing his task without letting his massive erection touch the killing machine in front of him. He has to stand on the tip of his toes, his throbbing staff mere inches above the dragon's exposed pride, but so far he has managed to make it work. And his focus pays off, gently massaging her clitoris with one hand while rhythmically inserting two fingers of the other into her, he is unknowingly giving her the best handjob of her life, surpassing even most of the actual sex

As her tightly bitten lips muffle yet another scream of pleasure, Cynders last remnants of restrain start to wither away. 'Holy shit, this is too good. Almost a waste to keep this to a handjob only...' she thinks to herself, as she manages a peek '...especially with a dick like that available. What the hell, why the fuck not?'. It takes another peek for courage, but she orders him to stop. He complies at once, and she turns on the table, standing belly-down

Zan is relieved, now with her tits concealed and pussy less visible maybe he will manage to calm down and get out of this alive. His hope would prove short-lived. She first merely asked for a leg massage, but she quickly ordered him to switch from one to the other. Bending over the table to reach the other side would press what he was so desperately trying to hide from his mistress against her, so his only option was to run around the table. "How annoying, stop that running at once and get to work", "Yes milord". Not brave enough to risk bending over, Zan does as Cynder predicted and climbs the table stealthily (at least he thinks he's being stealthy)

Now to phase two. "Massage my butt next". He obliges, massaging her sore gluteus in a very professional manner and, much to her disappointment, not taking advantage of the situation in the slightest. "Spread them apart a bit more" she orders, and he obliges, giving himself a clear view of her dripping cunt, spread wide as he sits between her legs, his dick ready for a pounding and already lined up with the needy hole

But, somehow, he resists. It would be unfit to do such a thing to another kobold, let alone a dragon. It's a great temptation, but he manages. Cynder pushes further "My shoulders now". He obeys right away, and in doing so he slides right into her, reflexively bending his waist forward as he reached further. Neither of them managed to suppress a scream of pleasure, Cynder feeling herself being stretched further than ever before as Zan enjoyed a feeling where no kobold was ever supposed to

Praying that she somehow didn't notice, a **** Zan gathers all his bravery and starts to slowly pull out of her. Cynder is dumbfounded, he was inside her, how was he still not pounding her? She would've expected even a dragon to have succumbed to temptation by now. As Zan's slow exit taunts her, she finally decides to take matters into her own hands, 'if you want something done you gotta do it yourself I suppose she thinks as she arks her back and forces the kobold back into her

Once again they both moan in unison. Overwhelmed with pleasure, Zan's knees buckle and he grabs Cynder's lower back for support. She takes that as an invitation to speed up, trapping his waist with her legs and pounding his dick against her cunt. Zan couldn't resist even if he tried, his legs losing strength as he is overwhelmed with pleasure from stretching the dragon pussy to its limits. He feels his end rapidly approaching and releases inside the noble as she screams "I'm cumming!"

It's Ember's time to lose strength and his dick slides out from inside her, the last ropes of cum covering her back as his orgasm comes to an end. Feeling satisfied, Ember returns to ordering Zan around "Clean your mess kobold, then you shall continue the massage and... Wait you're still hard!?"

It's true, Zan's enormous member didn't even flinch, still standing proud. Ember also notices her teasing probably worked a bit too well, because Zan couldn't hear anything she said and instead just lines himself up again. She moves to stop him, can't let a servant disobey her orders, but when she considers how hot the situation is (Her, a dragonlord, apex of strength, about to be used by a kobold servant as a cumrag) she feels a flash of pleasure and hesitates

That hesitation would prove the best decision she made since hiring Zan

What happens next?

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