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CHAPTER 1
Evening had long fallen as Cai Duyen walked through the woods, on her way to her next target. She’d been instructed to track down a notoriously violent leader, Aisling, who had recently taken up residence in an old mansion deep in the forest. The leader, a fearsome woman with draconic ancestry, had long been touted as a warrior queen scarier than anything out of your deepest fears. To Cai Duyen, this didn’t matter. She was the best agent in the land, and she’d taken down plenty of fearsome targets before. Mob bosses, gang leaders, even kings had all fallen to her blade; Aisling was nothing to her except blood that would soon stain her dagger.
She’d dressed up for the occasion, as she tended to do. Getting close to targets was easier if she played innocent, and she had been instructed to seduce the draconic overlord. For this mission, she’d decided to go for a cliche look; ‘woman lost in the woods at night with strategically ripped clothing.’ Her dark brown hair had been let out of its usual low ponytail in favor of gentle curls, and she’d selected the sluttiest thing in her wardrobe, a dress with a neckline so low her tits threatened to pop out at any second.
Using her dagger, Cai Duyen had carefully ripped it in just the right places, and streaked some dirt on it for good measure. It looked, very convincingly, like she’d been stumbling through the thick forest and fallen down in the dirt a few times. Just like she was a ditzy little whore looking for a place to stay the night. Perfect.
As she walked, she patted her thigh with a hand to ensure her dagger was still there. She had it strapped to the side of her leg, just barely hidden by her dress fabric, in the perfect place to grab once she had a moment to strike.
She continued down the path, using a lantern to light her way; the sun had almost completely set, and the stars had come out. Had Cai Duyen been a more emotional person, she would have thought this was quite the romantic setting. She and Aisling could sit on the roof of her mansion and stargaze together. However, she was not a very romantic person, and as such only thought of this as another way to strike. It was always easier to move under the cover of darkness.
The path was rocky and hard to navigate, but the agent navigated it with ease. She was sure-footed, even in the stiletto heels she’d chosen, and thankfully didn’t fall the entire time, though that would have only made her disguise more convincing. Up ahead, the mansion loomed large. There was a hefty stone wall around it, designed to keep visitors out. Lights shone in the windows, and two guards stood posted, one on either side of the gate.
After one final check to make sure she had everything she needed, Cai Duyen stumbled up to the guards, and put on a higher-pitched, emotional voice. “Aaaaah, thank the gods, I thought I’d never find my way out of those woods!”
One of the guards stepped towards her, a spear in hand, and stuck the weapon in her face. She pretended to flinch and stumble back, acting scared. “What are you doing here,” he asked in a gruff voice, less a question and more a command to speak.
Cai Duyen fidgeted with her hands, looking down, then gave her response. “I’m so sorry, mister, I just got lost in the woods. I was trying to find my way back home, but I got into a really, really dark area, and I fell down a bunch, and I just want to find someplace to stay for tonight. I saw the lights in the woods and I just thought…”
The guards exchanged a suspicious look, and the one who had spoke stepped forward again. “This isn’t some hostel. This is the residence of her lordship Aisling Sano. No one is allowed past these gates,” he snapped, then held his spear in the agent’s face again. Cai Duyen pretended to cower, making herself tear up.
“Please; just let me talk to Aisling, I’m sure I can convince her to let me stay.”
“Her lordship is ill right now; she isn’t in the place for visitors.”
Perfect; if she was sick this would be easy as pie. “Pleeeeease, sir?” Cai Duyen leant forward, begging, her dress neckline slipping down a little more to nearly expose her full chest. “I really need someplace to stay. What am I supposed to do, just sleep on the ground?” She pouted.
Another glance between the guards. Cai Duyen trailed a hand down her body, subtly tugging her dress hem down a little more until it revealed a bit of her nipples, displaying the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. “I’ll make it worth your while…”
The guards turned away from her to whisper amongst themselves.
“Should we really let her in?”
“Her lordship said if we saw anyone attractive…”
“Do you think she’s the right choice?”
“It’s not like we get many other visitors out here.”
“True… and maybe if it goes well her lordship will let us take a turn with her anyway, heh.”
Cai Duyen wondered what the two were talking about-- the right choice for what? --but the guards sounded like they were going to let her inside, so she chose to stay quiet. Sure enough, a second later the gate swung open and they were guiding her towards the mansion. She walked the way she’d practiced, a sexy, runway walk with her hips swaying from side to side. As she did, she could feel the guards’ gazes on her backside; perverts, she thought, but this perverseness would work to her advantage. They’d be easy to take care of once she was done with Aisling.
The guards led her into the house. It was a large, dimly lit Victorian mansion, illuminated by candelabras and chandeliers that cast dark shadows onto the walls. Paintings lined the hallway, which had a plush carpet running down the center. Cai Duyen memorized the layout as the guards brought her up the large staircase in the foyer.
“We’re actually kind of glad you’re here,” one of the guards said. “Her lordship has been wanting someone to uh, help take care of her while she’s sick.”
So they were using her as a maid. Awesome. But Cai Duyen clapped her hands like this was the most exciting thing in the world. “Oooh, I can do that! I’d be so happy to help her out, I’m sure I’ll help her feel all better right away.”
“Yeah, I’m sure you will, sweetheart.” The other guard patted her ass. Cai Duyen, playing her role, giggled and shook her ass a bit for him as she walked. She didn’t love putting out for seduction missions, but the attention she got sure was fun. “You look like exactly the kind of person her lordship wants.”
“Awww, yay, that makes me so happy!” Cai Duyen beamed. As she walked upstairs, the air seemed to get darker, heavier. It was thick with the scent of musk and something she could only describe as arousal. Her demeanor shifted a bit, her private uncertainty being displayed as a bimbo’s increasing excitement. “Oooh, it smells so nice up here,” she gushed as she tried to predict exactly what was in store for her.
The guards chuckled amongst themselves. “Here, these are her lordship’s chambers.” The first one stood at an ornate door, then knocked on it. “Excuse me? Your lordship? We brought you a woman, like you asked.”
A low, non-verbal, hungry-sounding growl was emitted from inside the room.
Cai Duyen was very sure at this point she was not about to be used as a maid.
The guard opened the door and shoved her inside, then slammed it shut before she could react. In the bedchambers, there was a massive, king-sized bed with what appeared to be a nest of pillows and blankets at the center. The rest of the room was dark, lit only by a few candles, but Cai Duyen could make out a dresser and vanity, and windows with the curtains covering them, as well as a few other pieces of furniture she couldn’t quite see. The scent of arousal was even thicker here, almost tangible.
She stepped up to the bed, keeping up her slutty persona, and placed a finger to her lips. “Uhh, hello? Miss Aisling? I’m here to help you-”
Before she could finish, a shadowy, winged form launched out of the plush nest and tackled her to the ground. Cai Duyen fought, reflexively trying to push this invader off of her, but she couldn’t. Instead, she stared up at her attacker, her chest heaving.
Aisling was a woman of about Cai Duyen’s height, if a few inches shorter, but she was fearsome, even dressed in a simple, thin nightgown. Dragon wings protruded from her back, and sharp horns poked out of her bangs, and her eyes were vertically slit and reptilian. As she opened her mouth to roar in Cai Duyen’s face, the agent could see rows of razor-sharp teeth, and two large fangs in the front of her mouth.
She was expecting to be terrified--she had a feral dragon woman screaming and pinning her down, for gods’ sake--but the scent of musk was clouding her mind, and for some reason she only felt a hint of shock.
Aisling’s skin was flushed and warm, and she looked quite agitated, her motions quick and aggressive. She pinned the agent again, this time by her shoulders, and examined her, her eyes alight with some predatory emotion Cai Duyen couldn’t quite place. The dragon-girl raised a hand, her nails long and claw-like, then brought it down and tore off the agent’s dress in one aggressive motion.
“Ah-” Immediately, Cai Duyen understood what was happening. Aisling didn’t want a maid, she wanted a personal fucktoy. This wasn’t what she signed up for. “Hey; what the fuck are you doing? Get off of me!”
All she received was another roar in response. Aisling dragged her claws down the agent’s body until she screamed, leaving shallow cuts that blood began to swell in, then began to feel and grope her body roughly. She brought her head down to bite one of Cai Duyen’s breasts, prompting another scream, while her hand scratched and groped the other. Her lips latched onto Cai Duyen’s nipple and she started to tug and bite her breast like a puppy with a chew toy. The agent writhed and fought under her, trying to break away.
“Hey- HEY- That fucking hurts, stop it!” she cried, but Aisling kept her held down, in too much of a feral haze to understand, or to care. She continued to bite and scratch and abuse her new toy’s breasts until they were covered with fang marks and scratches, and Cai Duyen was tearing up as she tried frantically to push the dragon-girl away.
Every bit of training she had flew out of her mind in her struggle. She couldn’t remember a single move she was taught. How could she have regressed to this? Cai Duyen, the best agent in the kingdom, unable to push a girl smaller than her off of her body. Pathetic. But the scent in the room was too strong and the physical stimulation too painful for her to remember any of the strategies she’d been taught.
Acting on pure instinct, she grabbed Aisling by her hair and ripped her off of her tits with another cry. Aisling didn’t take kindly to this. With another roar, she jumped back on top of Cai Duyen and pinned her down by her wrists, her hands above her head so all she could do was wriggle around like a pathetic worm beneath her, the tatters of her dress around her.
The dragon-girl scanned her body again, then noticed the knife strapped to Cai Duyen’s thigh. “No-” the agent gasped as she saw Aisling slink her hand down to pick it up. She tossed it in her hand a few times, a devilish, hungry smile on her face, then brought it down to Cai Duyen’s body, thirsty for more blood. She danced the tip of it across the agent’s skin, fangs glinting in the light as she watched her chewtoy’s body writhe and fight. Aisling kept both her hands pinned down with one of her own, then straddled her so she couldn’t kick.
Cai Duyen felt a bulge press against her through Aisling’s nightgown, bigger than anything she’d ever felt. Her reflexive thought was fuck, yes , even though she wanted nothing more to get out of this room. What was wrong with her? The scent of Aisling’s arousal was so strong it clouded her mind, and for some godforsaken reason made her excited to feel the bulge against her crotch.
She was brought back to reality as Aisling, already bored with her dagger, tossed it to the side so it landed on the floor, out of reach. As fun as knife play was to the dragon girl, she was getting impatient, and had something else in mind for her new plaything. She instead returned to biting her skin, digging her teeth into it until it bled, and licking up the fluid that dripped out.
“No- please, please- get off of me,” Cai Duyen sobbed, but every shaky breath she took was only an invitation for Aisling to continue. She ripped off her own nightgown, and suddenly the scent of arousal in the room was overpowering. Her eyes lit up with an animalistic excitement, and the bulge between her legs, a long, scaly ovipositor with a knot at the base, hardened against Cai Duyen’s abdomen. “God- no, get that away from me, that’s not going to fit, no, stop,” she begged, yet this only made Aisling more excited.
The dragon pushed Cai Duyen’s legs apart and looked down at her cunt, salivating. As much as her plaything didn’t want to admit it, she was dripping wet. The arousal pheromones the dragon-girl emitted had infiltrated her mind and body, leaving her soaked.
“That’s- no, please- stop it stop it FUCK-” Cai Duyen cried out as she felt eight inches of dragon cock ramming into her pussy at once. Aisling pushed inside with such force she felt she was going to split open, but the dragon-girl didn’t seem to care. She started to thrust, hard, and from then on there was no hope.
She emitted growls and roars as she thrusted in and out, keeping her fucktoy’s hands pinned above her head so she couldn’t fight. Cai Duyen was so wet and hatefully aroused that this was no trouble at all; even as she screamed, Aisling felt no physical resistance. Her tight pussy clenched around her thick, ridged ovipositor, but pushing it open was no difficulty whatsoever, especially for someone in a lusty haze of rut such as Aisling.
The dragon-girl brought her hand down to squeeze Cai Duyen’s breast again, with even more intensity than the last time. She left scratches and bruises all along her body. Her claws clung onto the agent’s soft, supple skin, marking it up like it belonged to her, which it now did.
As much as Cai Duyen hated to admit it, the sex was starting to feel good. She continued to fight and wriggle beneath Aisling, but try as she might, it only felt better. The ridges of her dragon cock stroked and massaged her G-spot as she railed in and out of her, and in between cries, her tearstained face would occasionally shift to an expression of arousal.
Could it be the pheromones in the room were getting stronger? It must be, there was no other explanation for why this was starting to feel good . She still hated it, it was just the pheromones, just the pheromones…
Aisling bared her fangs at her fucktoy the next time she felt a motion, and pinned her down even harder. She put her claws back on her shoulders and dug them into her skin until she broke it, prompting another scream from Cai Duyen. Though she didn’t speak, only communicating in animalistic growls, she communicated very quickly she wanted her toy to stay still, and let her have her way. Maybe it was the musk in the room, but Cai Duyen felt inclined to oblige.
She laid there, tears still streaming down her face, as Aisling pounded her cock in and out of her. It reshaped her, pushing against her cervix and nearly pushing it open, she wanted it to be pushed open, what, no she didn’t, she was being ridiculous. Stop it, Cai Duyen, you’re better than this.
She wasn’t better than this. A bulge was pulsing in her lower stomach as Aisling’s dragon cock fucked in and out of her, stretching her further than she had ever been stretched before. And yet somehow, she liked it. The pain felt good, so erotic, so fucking hot. It was even more pleasure than real pleasure could have been; the scent clouding her mind made her want even more pain, to be fucked harder, reshaped until her pussy could only ever take Aisling’s eight-inch ovipositor.
She didn’t have any say in the matter, but she didn’t need one. Aisling only thrusted harder. Her tip fucked up into Cai Duyen’s cervix, making her scream, but another growl quickly shut her up. The dragon-girl enveloped her in a kiss, her fangs nipping against the agent’s lips, as she kept her arms pinned down and thrusted into her with reckless abandon, no regard for how her partner felt. This only aroused Cai Duyen more.
Aisling brought a hand down between her legs and began to rub her clit for her, making her shriek into the kiss, this time with delight. The dragon-girl’s long claws scratched at her pussy, but this felt amazing to her, so fucking hot it made her want to scream in ecstasy. So that’s exactly what she did, she screamed as she reached orgasm, muffled by her lordship’s kiss.
As she came all over the carpet, Aisling broke the kiss to look down at her with a gasp, breathing hard. The fire already lit in her reptilian eyes burned brighter, and rather than let her partner relax, she instead pulled out, threw Cai Duyen down again so she was laying on her stomach, then pulled her up onto her hands and knees, doggy-style. Before she could adjust, the massive ovipositor was pounding into her again, even deeper, while she fought to keep her trembling body in place.
She couldn’t think anymore, just in a lusty, pheromone-induced haze. Being around Aisling’s rut, she found herself in an induced heat, and subconsciously she began to move her hips back, fucking herself on the thick dragon cock. Aisling’s claws slipped down between her legs again and resumed rubbing her clit, hard.
Unable to come down from her orgasm, Cai Duyen quickly found herself cumming again. Aisling’s thrusts wouldn’t stop, nor would her clit stimulation, and another rush of cum soon coated the carpet. The poor little chewtoy’s mind started to fracture, each thrust making another small piece of it vanish. The musk Aisling emitted mixed with the scent of Cai Duyen’s own arousal, and soon she no longer screamed, just moaned.
She could hardly believe she was doing this, she thought, could hardly believe she was enjoying it. She was supposed to seduce Aisling, and then kill her, not let this bitch fuck her. But with another few thrusts, she could hardly believe she was even thinking anymore. What use was there for thinking? It was just cock, dragon cock, all the time, more, more, yes, right there, please~!
Aisling forced her to cum again, then again, rubbing her clit hard until Cai Duyen had lost count of how many times she orgasmed. She refused to let her come down or relax, only thrusting harder until she was fucking her cervix. Every bit of pain she gave was translated as pleasure, just like how a good fucktoy should react. Her predatory attitude continued as she felt her prey succumb to her, playing dead just like a good toy should. She forced more orgasms out of her, more, holding her own back until the carpet was soaked with Cai Duyen’s cum and slick, her broken mind too cock-drunk to keep track of anything. “Yes- yes- right there- oh gods, yes, please-”
She was dizzy, pleasantly dazed, her arms shaking. Eventually, after yet another orgasm, her arms gave out and she let the upper half rest on the cum-soaked carpet, her ass still high in the air as Aisling railed her. She was crying still, of a mix of pain and pleasure, while her attacker fucked her poor aching pussy until she came yet another time.
“Please, keep going, HARDER- fuck me harder- yesssss, yes yes yes I’m cumming-” Cai Duyen was overstimulated, exhausted, her eyes rolled back in her head and her tongue on her lips in a stupid, slutty ahegao. And yet Aisling hadn’t seemed to have lost any energy at all, still thrusting into her with the same feral roughness as she had in the beginning.
Aisling kept fucking her mindbroken cocksleeve until she reached her own orgasm, finally, her breaths hot and jagged. She railed her, hard, penetrating her cervix and feeling the girl’s pussy clench down tight on her dick as she came onto the floor yet another time. Aisling pushed her knot inside, filling up the fucktoy with cum and her thick, scaly cock.
The toy could feel something… else moving into her as she laid there, spent. Something vaguely spherical, the size of a small ball, coming through Aisling’s ovipositor, trying to push its way into her pussy. She didn’t know what it was, too stupid and broken to think, but she knew she wanted it, it was coming from her lordship, of course she wanted it. The object dropped into her womb, filling her, and after it came into her, several others joined it.
Each egg found its place nestled inside of her. Seven in total were deposited into the cum-drunk slut’s eager womb. The eggs stretched out her cervix and her stomach, but this only caused her more pleasure. Much like Aisling’s cock, the eggs reshaped her cunt in a pleasing manner that took her breath away.
But the dragon-girl wasn’t done yet. She grasped Cai Duyen by her hips, claws digging into her skin, and with a growl deposited one final egg into her womb. The slut could feel each one shifting around in her body, stuffed to the brim with cum and dragon-spawn. It felt so wonderful to her, being an incubator for her lordship’s eggs. The sweet scent of cum and lust lingered in the room.
Now much calmer, Aisling took her fucktoy with a gentle hand and turned her body over, still knotting her. She kept her cock inside as Cai Duyen laid on her back, passed out from the stimulation, a horny, pleased smile on her face. The dragon-girl trailed her claws down her plaything’s belly, full with eggs, and held her stomach gently as she felt each egg shift around in the warm, comfortable womb.
As her rut faded, her knot deflated, and she pulled out of the mindbroken agent’s gaping pussy. Whether or not she’d let her stay, Aisling didn’t know, but she was sufficiently broken and stupid, and it felt like a waste to send such a pretty little whore back out into the world. Maybe she could keep her as her own personal breeding machine. Form her into a pretty little bimbo. Mm, yes, that would do nicely.
She stood up and brushed herself off, then kicked aside the tattered remains of her and Cai Duyen’s clothes. After leaning down to press a kiss to the sleeping slut’s forehead, she straightened back up and exited the room, leaving her cum-soaked body behind.