To massage lord Cynder

"I expect you to decorate my full name and title by the end of the week, but for now just 'Lord Cynder' will suffice. Understood?". "Yes lord Cynder". "Good. Now come, I just finished a workout and could really use a massage". She needn't have said it, he heard it on his way here (either that or someone was hitting a sandbag with a sledgehammer). Her strength is legendary, every kobold heard stories of how she would knock out fully armored opponents barehanded

Seeing her in person made Zan a lot less doubtful of those stories. But of one thing he's certain, if he angers her she could send his head flying. So he pays close attention and every word and tries to follow every instruction to the letter as she teaches him his new duties

"Normally you should prepare hot towels and rocks in case I demand them, but for today a simple hand massage will do. Leave the tray there and come to the massage table"

Ordering him to free his hands was a calculated move by Cynder. The kobold would need them a lot sooner than he realized. She then starts to undress and lay down on the massage table

As expected, she turns to see the kobold's hands covering his crotch in a clear attempt to hide an erection. What she didn't expect was for him to fail so miserably at it, thou she could hardly blame him considering the size of what he had to conceal

Even half hard it was easily the biggest dick she had ever seen. Even her own hands would hardly be able to grip the full grith, let alone cover it entirely. She catches herself staring and disguises it with an order for a towel to cover her eyes with. The kobold was a nice sight, but she rather not encourage him too much, plus he would need his hands for something else

As she lay belly-up on the table, the massage begins. Of course, this gives Zan full view (and access) to both her large cleavage and tempting folds, but she reasons if he has no self-control it's better to discover it sooner rather than later

And self-control he has, massaging only the parts she specifically commands and only for as long as she commands, even when ordered to massage her groin he focused exclusively on the surrounding muscles and didn't dare touch her lady bits. After getting some practice and guidance the kobold actually starts to get pretty good at it

But beyond the massage itself, Cynder soon starts to appreciate simply having a man's hands on her. His discipline already tested, she decides to enjoy herself and orders him to massage her breasts

As his heart jumped in his chest, Zan found himself unable to move. Was this really happening? "What's taking you so long?". "My apologies your highness, but I think I must've mishear...". "Massage. My. Breasts. Now!"

Any hesitation scared out of him, Zan quickly gropes both her breasts. On one hand, it's the best feeling he ever had. A dragonlord, nude in front of him as he gets to feel her round and firm, but soft, breasts. On the other, he never felt so much like he was a single wrong move away from ****

Caught up in his dichotomy, Zen doesn't even notice the soft moans leaving Cynders lips as she gently rubs her legs together. Yes, this kobold was the perfect choice of servant. "Stop", he immediately withdraws his hands, "Now do my private parts"

She made sure to leave no ambiguity in her words. And she didn't have to do it twice. After a small moment of hesitation, he starts