Naked - of course, I was naked. My nipples pressed into the coarse, roughened stone and I groaned, turning my cheek to it. I didn't want to see him but I knew he was there, the drake looming with his blocky jaw and fearsome teeth, seemingly too many to fit in his mouth. There was no sense of fragility or lightness to him as he stepped over me, his cock undoubtedly already hard. I chanced that I could smell his pre-cum, thick and heavy in the air, but it was surely only my imagination. What I could hear, however, was the slap of his massive cock up against his underbelly, muscles working to masturbate himself the best he could. He'd soon have a better sleeve to shove his cock into.
It should have been too big for me - and yet it was not. It had not yet proven too large for any maiden to take in all their years of going to the dragon and I would be no different, no matter how I shivered and moaned in terrified anticipation. It would all be worth it to sate the heat between my spread legs for him, buttocks raised at an angle over the stone table so that he could easily take me. After all, the bondage table had been designed especially for him to take his virgins on.
Dark scales, a combination of mottled black, grey and brown, passed over my head, and I caught my breath, hot pre-cum splattering my backside. It was more - far more - than any human male could have produced, more as if many men were ejaculating over my pale buttocks all at once, but it was least meant that he would lubricate me as well as he could before...well... It wasn't as if I wasn't aroused, however, trying to clench my wanton pussy down on nothing as I rocked against him, the clinking chains music to my taking. There would never again be any chains for me but I had wanted them on anyway, just to remind me of my place beneath the dragon king of the mountains.
The tip pressed up to my backside and I caught my breath, trying to steel myself - but he was too quick for me! With an almighty snarl and no sense of foreplay (that wasn't needed anyway in my case), he slammed his cock into me, bearing down over me with such weight that my poor, virgin cunny was forced to stretch around his cock, the tapered tip prying me open as if he had always been meant to be inside me. I braced for pain, head swimming with the enormity of just what I was doing, what I was taking, and yet there was nothing - nothing at all! I was left there panting and heaving as he growled and powered harder into me, forcing me to accept his cock as my cunt tried to squeeze around him and found that I was far, far too deliciously stretched to even consider such a notion.
He'd just brushed my innermost barrier when the real fun began, the dragon rocking his hindquarters back and forth to give me the traditional thrusts. Of course, he didn't want to break me but that didn't stop him from slamming every inch he could into me, although I knew there was still more to come. There were no ridges on his shaft as I'd hoped but perhaps that was just as well as he was more than enough to take as he was, my eyes rolling back into my skull as I moaned and blubbered incoherently, caught up in a world of lust from where there was seemingly no end.
