“You. Are. Mine.” He slammed into her then, over and over, until she knew what he meant, until she understood. He dominated Lindsey in a way no one ever had, simply taking what he wanted, forcing her to give everything she had, everything she could ever be, everything to Kade.
He was her dragon.
She knew that then.
He was her dragon and she was his slave.
For always.
When they were done, they sat in the kitchen together, sipping whiskey and snacking on crackers. Kade sat at the table and Lindsey rested at his feet. He handed her tiny bits of cheese, one bite at a time, which she ate from his fingers. Some girls might not like the way Lindsey was absolutely and totally his servant, but to her, it was freeing. It completed her.
She didn’t have to think or worry about what decisions she needed to make. She didn’t have to wonder what he wanted from her. She didn’t have to do anything but submit completely to him and when she did, he would reward her.
Always.
It was one lesson she learned quickly: good behavior equaled good rewards. Though she sometimes felt like disobeying or acting like a brat simply to keep Kade on his toes, for the most part, Lindsey did her best to please him.
And moments like this made everything worth it.
“I have a proposition,” Kade said. Lindsey looked up to him expectantly. He was going to ask her something? He was going to give her a choice? In the time she had been here, Lindsey had decided very little for herself. In fact, the only time she had made decisions were those regarding her relationship with Melissa. Even then, her decisions were usually regarding whether or not she wanted to fool around. Melissa was a switch, which meant she tended to be submissive with males but Dominant with females.
That was fine with Lindsey.
Kade didn’t seem to mind that the two of them played together while he was at work, but for Lindsey, it was about as much control as she could handle at the moment.
She still wasn’t ready to run her own world again.
She had handed the reins to Kade and in her mind, he would care for her.
“What is it, Master?” Lindsey asked. What was he going to say? Was his question good or bad?
A rush of fear shot through her heart as she suddenly wondered if he was going to sell her. The idea was crazy, but this was an island full of dragons. They couldn’t be expected to act like humans, could they? Not all the time, anyway. There was always the chance that Kade could get tired of her, could give her to the next highest bidder.
He wouldn’t, she knew. He wouldn’t. They had a signed, legally-binding contract. She was his slave, yes, but only for a year. The contract was non-transferrable unless he decided to ignore her rights. Then again, she was on Dragon Isle. “Rights” didn’t really exist here. Not for someone like Lindsey.
But Kade wasn’t that way, Lindsey knew. Even as the insecurities she had grown to know so well rose within her, she felt a calmness covering her. Kade wasn’t Heath. He never would be. He would never betray her, never give her away, never break her.
He cared for her.
And as much as he loved to deny it, Lindsey suspected that Kade was secretly a good dragon.
“You’re a good pet,” Kade said. “You’re a wonderful sub, perhaps the best I’ve ever had.” Lindsey began to blush with pride. She tried not to focus on the “I’ve ever had part,” not wanting to think about the other women he’d been with. Instead, she considered his other words.
Lindsey was good at something.
She was good at this.
Then Kade continued. “There is a party this weekend: a dragon party. Some of the other dragonmen will be bringing their subs and slaves along for some fun.”
Lindsey watched him expectantly. Was he inviting her to come along as his date? No, not his date: his slave. Though she knew about play parties, she had never been to one before. Some of her kinkier friends in college had loved going to these, but Lindsey had always been more focused on studying. Now she wondered what she had been missing out on.
Her degree was turning out to be quite useless on the island. Perhaps she should have spent more time exploring her sexuality and less time hiding in the library.
“Would you like me to play with you while other dragons watch, kitten?” Lindsey’s breath hitched at the thought and her mind filled with pornographic images.
She imagined herself in the center of someone’s living room, tied to the coffee table, being fucked senseless from behind while everyone watched. Would they become aroused at the sight of Kade fucking her tight pussy? Would they grow excited thinking of how sweet and perfect she looked with his cock inside of her?
Maybe there would be a dungeon. Maybe the party would be held in a warehouse or a dark basement completely decked out in BDSM equipment. Maybe Kade would tie her to a pole and flog her.
Maybe he’d cum on her chest and let the other slaves lick it off.
Kade’s eyes changed color several times as he looked at Lindsey, waiting for her to respond.
She knew he could smell her arousal.
She knew he could tell her answer even before she said it out loud.
A million thoughts rushed through her mind, but they centered on just one: pleasing Kade. She wanted to please him. She wanted to satisfy him. She wanted him to be proud that she, out of all the human girls on the isle, was his.
With that in mind, there was only one thing to say.
“Yes, Master.”
12
After Lindsey consented to being played with at the party, Kade began paying even more attention to her, ravishing her with touching, kissing, playing, and coming. Though he already treated Lindsey with great care and respect, his efforts were even more pronounced after her complete submission. She realized, of course, that she had, essentially, completely given herself to him.
She was not just a sexual submissive, engaging in power exchanges for fun in the bedroom.
No, she was a complete submissive.
Wouldn’t her feminist friends in college be upset if they could see her now? The idea of allowing a man to completely control her sounded insane to Lindsey’s logical side, yet there she was.
And to be honest, it wasn’t nearly as bad as she thought it might be.
There had been a time when the idea of sex in public, even with someone she loved, would have sent Lindsey into a hissy fit. She would have droned on and on about propriety and how women are more than just playthings, but things had changed for Lindsey. Now she found strength in submission. Now she found value in pleasing Kade.
And somewhere, deep in the darkest part of her being, in a place she wasn’t quite comfortable spending time, there was something incredibly arousing about the idea of other dragons watching Kade dominate her.
She wondered if they would stroke their cocks while she sucked on Kade’s. Would they try to touch her breasts as he took her from behind? What about their pets? Would any of the other humans try to play with Lindsey while Kade was showing her off?
What would it be like to be shared?
What would it be like to be on display?
She had no idea what was going to happen, but the thought drove her to new levels of sexual awareness. She was constantly wet and ready for Kade. Anytime he came close, he could smell the arousal dripping from between her legs. Usually, he took full advantage of it. He would lick her pussy or have her blow him while he worked at his desk. Sometimes he would fuck her in the kitchen or the living room.
Of course, most of the time, he took her to the dungeon and played with her seriously, leaving his marks before pushing her over the edge.
Despite Kade’s attentions, though, Lindsey never forgot what he was: a dragon. He was not human. He did not pretend to be. He was wild, untamed, and feral. He was a beast, but she loved it. She loved his quiet strength and the power he exuded. She loved it. She wasn’t sure that she loved him, necessarily, but she loved things about him.
And wasn’t that ni
ce, that she, a girl who came from nothing, could get to feel this way?
“It’s party day,” Kade announced when Lindsey arrived at the breakfast table. She took her place at his feet and he petted her hair, running his hands through her locks.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
“Nervous, little human?” He didn’t look at her eyes as he sipped his coffee, still rubbing her hair softly.
“A bit,” she admitted. Playing in front of people both excited and terrified her. Now that the day of reckoning had arrived, she felt herself torn. Was she aroused or horrified? A little bit of both, though she had no idea which emotion would eventually win out.
“You’ll be perfectly lovely,” Kade said. He reached for a grape and placed it in her mouth. Lindsey bit and chewed, allowing her thoughts to wander as her dragon master slowly fed her.
“Master?” She asked, after a moment. “Have you been to many of these parties before?”
“I have,” Kade’s voice was level and emotionless, not revealing whether he had enjoyed the parties, not revealing anything about his past or his personal life. Wasn’t Lindsey his personal life now, though? She decided to press her luck.
“Who did you bring with you?”
His hand stopped stroking her hair and instead tilted her chin up so their eyes met. “Feeling jealous?”
She shook her head. “No, just curious.”
“I took Melissa,” he said, confirming what Lindsey had occasionally suspected. “A few times, to help her meet a Dom. Before that, I played with my wife.”
“I never knew you had been married.” He said he needed control in all of his relationships. Had she been a slave? Just a submissive? Had she given Kade everything he needed? Had she slept on the floor the way Lindsey did?
“For several years.” Kade’s hand dropped from her chin and returned to her hair. Lindsey dropped her gaze, staring at her hands. Married. He’d been married. That explained the solitude, Lindsey supposed. Maybe he’d gone through a terrifying divorce or maybe he didn’t like his ex-wife’s new husband. Suddenly, the urge to know overwhelmed her.
“What happened?” She asked. The words escaped her mouth and as Kade’s hand paused, suddenly she wished she could will them back inside.
“You’ve never asked about my past before, Lindsey. Why the questions now?” It was one of the only times he’d ever used her real name. Usually, Kade simply called her “human” or “pet.” Sometimes he’d say “sweet” or “little one,” but “Lindsey”? Never.
“Just curious, Sir.”
“Mmm,” he took another long sip of coffee as he stared at her, assessing her, but he did not answer her question. After awhile, he stood. “We leave at seven. You may do what you wish until then, but I expect you to be ready on time. Your clothes are on the dresser.”
Guess that discussion was over, then. Why wouldn’t Kade talk about his past? Lindsey nodded her understanding and stood, hurrying quickly from the room. Suddenly, she wondered who this incredible woman had been that Kade, the dragon of all dragons, had married. Who was she and where was she now?
And how did Lindsey compare to her?
Lindsey spent the afternoon bathing and waxing, making sure her body was in perfect shape to be shown off to others. She styled her hair and fixed her makeup before putting on a pair of black slippers Kade had placed on the dresser. The shoes, along with her collar, were the only things she would wear that night. Kade had instructed her exactly how he wanted her hair styled and her makeup done, so the only thing she had to do was follow his orders.
When she walked downstairs, he smiled when he saw her.
“You look perfect, kitten,” he said. Kade kissed her deeply, stroking her body with his thick, calloused hands. He gripped her ass and pulled her tightly into his body, allowing her to feel his growing erection against her belly.
“Kade,” she whispered. “What are you going to wear tonight?” He was naked, which wasn’t unusual, especially before or after a shift. She wondered, though, if Kade planned to put on a suit or a special outfit for the party itself.
He just smiled and she had her answer.
He was going to be naked at the party, just as she was. Then Lindsey realized, with a start, that if Kade, her dragonman, was going to be naked, then maybe the rest of the partygoers were going to, as well. Kade smirked as he saw the realization dance on her face, then he kissed her again and led her outside.
Lindsey was silent during the brief flight to the party. She didn’t have much to say and Kade, being in dragon form, wouldn’t be able to hear her, anyway. Her thoughts roamed ravage and free as she quietly waited to arrive at the house. Kade hadn’t told her what to expect: not really. She knew there would be sex and touching, but how much and between who, she wasn’t sure.
What she did know was that she would be expected to obey him precisely and immediately. There would be no room for error. There would be no room for trying to think about whether or not she wanted to obey. No, she was his slave, and she would be expected to act like it.
Lindsey tried not to shake as they walked up to the house. The mansion was even larger than Kade’s home, if that was even possible. Trees surrounded the house for what looked like miles and miles. She knew they were in the center of Dragon Isle, in the heart of the dark forest, at a secret place people came to live out their darkest fantasies.
Kade did not knock. He simply walked inside. It was usual, for him, Lindsey knew. He was cocky and confident at all times. It wasn’t a bad thing. She didn’t detest the way he was so sure of himself. Kade just knew what he wanted and he went for it. Didn’t he have to be that way, on some level? Didn’t he have to be a little arrogant if he was going to have a human slave living with him?
She followed him silently into the house. He pointed to a neat row of shoes next to the door, but did not speak. Lindsey reached down and took off her shoes, then placed them at the end of the row. When she stood back up, she looked around, trying not to gasp at the beauty of the house.
Though she felt Kade’s house was gorgeous, this mansion was even more incredible. The wide, open room they walked into boasted a huge staircase in the center that led up to a large balcony. There were doors that opened on either side of the room, but she wasn’t very worried about those. They probably led to kitchens or a smaller living room or something equally boring.
No, what had Lindsey’s attention was the set of double doors just beyond the staircase. The double doors that looked very old. The room was entirely empty, save for a long, straight carpet that went from the front door to those double doors.
Kade began walking directly toward them.
Lindsey felt her feet buckle into place.
So this was how it was going to happen. They were going to go through the doors and down to a dungeon. Of course it would be a dungeon. A real, live dungeon. It wouldn’t be like Kade’s playroom at home. Though they called it the dungeon when they were alone, they both knew it was a glorified fun land.
This was different.
This was real.
Lindsey’s hair stood up on the back of her neck as she looked straight at those doors, not wanting to go toward them, but knowing she would have to. She had told Kade she would come to the party. She had consented, but she hadn’t pictured this. She had thought of a small, intimate dinner party that happened to involve fucking.
She hadn’t thought about being hauled off by a dragon to the basement of an empty house, where who knows what awaited her.
“Pet,” Kade said firmly. He stopped walking but did not turn around. “Come.”
Lindsey begged her feet to move, but they didn’t. She stared at his wide shoulders and broad back, begging her body to go to him. He would protect her. He would hurt her and humiliate her in the process, but he would protect her from the others. He would guard her.
He was her master.
And she was, she knew, his pet.
She sucked in a deep breath and, as she walked, let it ou
t slowly. When she reached Kade’s side, he held out his hand. She took it, grateful for the touch, silently thankful for the quiet reassurance that she was his. No matter what happened in the dungeon, she was his. He would do many things to her, but in the end, they would return home together.
She could do this.
Lindsey took a deep breath as they reached the doors.
Kade pulled them open, and there was no going back.
13
Darkness enveloped the couple as they walked downstairs. Electric torches lined the walls, giving the stairwell a flickering glow, but Lindsey still gripped Kade tightly as they descended into the depths of the dungeon.
She sniffed loudly, but didn’t smell anything strange. The dungeon, at least in the stairway, didn’t appear to be damp or wet. It wasn’t moldy. It wasn’t unused. No, the dungeon smelled of something else, something darker and more vicious. Even as she descended, Lindsey knew what was waiting down there, and she knew it would change her.
She had never had extreme sex before, not really. Not like this. Though she had experimented many times, Lindsey had never been taken in public. She wasn’t sure if it just hadn’t appealed to her or if she had been scared, but for some reason, she had never tried that.
Tonight, things would change. Kade continued to guide her down the stairs. She knew when they were nearing the bottom because club music filled their ears. Lindsey thought she recognized the tune, but she couldn’t be sure. She hadn’t expected that. What had she expected? She wondered. Did she think the party would be silent? Did she think it would be a bunch of dragons in various states of undress sipping tea?
She wasn’t sure.
When they reached the bottom of the stairwell, a small group of dragons were chatting casually. Each dragon had a drink in hand, while the accompanying humans sat at their feet on the floor. Lindsey looked to Kade quickly, who nodded, slightly, and she immediately dropped to her knees, kneeling at his feet.
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