Description: A knight is tasked with rescuing a princess from the clutches of a terrible dragon, but it's not the princess the beast is after.
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I pulled back the reins, making the horse I was riding neigh and raise its front legs in an abrupt stop, landing down with a thump on the burned grass.
The landscape was scorched beyond anything habitable. As I just mentioned, the dirt was fried to a fine crisp and dark as charcoal, any previous wildlife had long since fled to better places. The only indicator that this place was once a lush forest were the tall pine trees which also suffered greatly as nothing but their fragile bark remained.
In contrast, the sky broke the dark aura of this cursed place; clear of any clouds and blue like the princess' eyes.
The princess, the one I had to save.
"Well done," I patted the horse, knowing fully well that it couldn't understand me. It gave me some comfort to talk with something, and it kept my sanity intact.
I swung my left leg over to the right side, dropping down onto the ground with the heavy weight of my armor. It added a little less than a third of my natural weight, but that was a small price to pay for protection against the evil I was about to face.
A few days ago, the capital was attacked by something I didn't think existed anymore; a dragon, an actual, honest-to-God, flying lizard. It was massive, its scales were a blood red and its underbelly a pumpkin orange. Hmm, what I wouldn't do for some of Mother's pumpkin pie.
Back to what I was saying, the dragon was huge; about the size of a two story tavern and the length of a stable, not counting the tail. Just as the legends said, it spat fire upon anything that moved, even the innocent cattle.
When I went out of my temporary home, which was a simple tent, to help fight the beast, it was already gone.
The strange thing was; there were no casualties. Only a few sheep and cows, but no people. At the time, it seemed bizarre that a dragon would just pop into existence one moment and vanish the next, not taking any lives.
Which I was grateful for, mind you.
However, when the king called us, the knights, to the royal chamber, everything clicked; the princess was kidnapped by the foul beast, just like all those old tales I used to read when I was a little boy. Having to listen to him fume in rage about the incident felt like a fever dream, everything seemed so... out of place, but it didn't matter to me.
What did matter was rescuing the princess. Oh, how pretty she was. I remember spotting her in a carriage with both of the rulers. They were on their way to some prestigious party, or on business, I can't exactly remember. Her hair was a dirty gold that reached all the way down to her lowest backside, her eyes just like the sky and her voice like hot butter wrapped in the best silk you could get from the east.
Yes, I was lovestruck, but I never let my feelings get in the line of duty. I never had the time nor the courage to engage in romance. I was content with admiring from afar a lady who was so far out of my reach, I had a better chance meeting God in a dream.
When the king was done with his tantrum, he announced to me and the dozen other knights that the one who brings her back will get her hand in marriage. My heart must've skipped a beat that day, I finally had a chance, a hope.
A hope that was crushed like an ant under a mountain when I remembered the other knights who were far better than me.
I was weaker compared to the other men. While it was common for a warrior to charge into battle, use brute strength or tactics and whatnot, I preferred setting traps and using many of the tricks I had up my sleeve to achieve my goals.
They said there was no honor in such "cowardly" ways, but let's see them say that when it's a matter of life or death. And no one had to know, a white lie to be buried with the fallen. Although, it didn't mean I couldn't fight. I had the basic training required for any decent knight, and I've learned a lot along the way.
In three days, many of the knights I knew had gone to slay the dragon at the ruined bastion to the north, some alone, some in groups. A scout unrelated to the situation in any way had spotted the winged reptile fly towards the ancient site. Even though he couldn't believe what he saw himself, that was enough proof for the king to announce the bounty, a word I didn't like using often.
So, how is it that I ended up going to rescue her? It's simple, really.
Every knight had perished.
Every. Single. One of them.
Since I was the only one left competent and experienced enough, the king ordered me to go, and refusal would grant me a fate worse than death.
I didn't want to be here, but at the same time I did. I wanted to marry her, but only if she agreed to that. I was lost, I didn't know what I really wanted, maybe it was my heart that was talking? To say I was afraid would be an understatement, but like always, I pushed on.
I adjusted my chestplate, pulling the sword out of its sheath. I had the local blacksmith strengthen and sharpen it, it had seen countless battles and bloodshed, another one of my only true friends.
I took the reins into my left hand, gently pulling the horse towards a tree with a branch sticking upwards. I then tied the reins around the piece of wood, and the horse was secured in place.
"Wait here, I'll be back soon," I said, more to myself than the animal. I thought about running away to another kingdom, but the king would eventually find and execute me for desertion. He had many connections with other royal families, not to mention the rats and spies in every dank corner of the slums.
Fuck, I don't want to die like that. I can't imagine how painful it is to be burned alive. But... I want to save the princess, I really do.
What if I fail? Then what? Another unlucky soul would have to face certain death.
But what if I succeed?
Risk versus reward, the good old dilemma, though it wasn't an actual dilemma since I had no choice.
I sighed, turning the sword in front of me to show my reflection; I had my father's face and my mother's eyes. My looks were nothing special, but I wasn't ugly either. As a lady bartender once told me: "You ain't unpleasant to look at."
I should've listened to them and become a scholar, what a fool I was.
I began walking towards the ruins, a single tower in the middle of the destroyed fortress remained erect. If I had to guess where the princess was being held captive, it'd be that one; difficult to get to and easily destructible if worse comes to worst.
I craned my head upwards, a torn flag of a past kingdom flapped above the tower with the wind. The castle's walls were high and mighty, but there were so many entry points it held no significance. Moss had taken over some parts of it, it was pitch black and smelled of decay and death. The watch towers in the corners were also demolished, nothing remained of them after whatever battle took place here.
I heaved a longer sigh, lowering the visor of my helmet with a twist of my wrist. I'd switched the one I usually wear for a different one with a wider sliver.
What would it do against fire though? Keep my eyes from bloating out of their sockets while the rest of my body melted like a candle?
As I passed through the non-existent gate, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched. I glanced around from time to time, but saw nothing except stone, broken stone and mossy stone. It was probably just my paranoia, I was nervous, and who wouldn't be?
I kicked a stone aside, the iron tipped boots were a marvelous invention. The courtyard looked like as if a bunch of children with the strength of giants played around; entire parts of the wall littered the open space, weapons strewn about and a skeleton sitting against the wall, a wicked grin on its fleshless face.
I gasped, gripping my sword with both hands, my gloves soaking in sweat. There was a charred skeleton leaning against the wall beside the entrance to the main structure, the armor dirty with grime and ash.
Ash.
I recognize that emblem, he was one of the knights!
"Dear God..." I covered my mouth instinctively to shield my nose from the rot, but there was no stink from the corpse. I'd guessed the others had perished, but seeing it in person...
That could be me.
I gulped, averting my gaze back to the tower. I had no choice, I had to face my nemesis. I muttered a short prayer for the fallen, entering the castle with my sword at the ready.
The room was barren, the stairs that lead to the upper floors were damaged beyond repair and the doorways to other parts of the castle were blocked by debris.
"Wow-" Suddenly, the doors shut behind me, sending me into complete darkness.
I widened my stance, my grip tight enough to strangle a brute. I couldn't see a thing, but I still had my other senses.
"COME OUT! COWARD!" I shouted in hypocrisy, awaiting a response that never came.
Then, torches lit up the room starting from behind me all the way around the perimeter, ending at the opposing end.
And on the far side the princess hung, chained to the wall.
"Princess!" Her head was down, her dress was the same one she'd worn on the day she disappeared.
I rushed towards the poor woman, the rapid steps of my boots the sole sound that broke the silence. Where's the dragon? Who cares! She was left unguarded, now was my chance!
Once I was close to her, I asked, "Princess! Are you alright?"
She didn't reply, she was probably just unconscious, I hope she wasn't hurt too badly. I shook her shoulder, but she still didn't respond.
"Princess-" A fist connected with my chest, sending me flying across the room.
The moment my body hit the ground, I rolled over a couple of times, coating my clothes in a new layer of dust. I laid on my back, clutching myself in pain as I struggled to get a breath in. There was an ugly dent in the chest piece preventing me from properly breathing, so I quickly unbuckled the straps around my sides, the front and back pieces falling to the floor with a clank.
I inhaled lungfuls of air as I recovered from the blow, "What... the fuck...?" Through blurry vision, I spotted the princess approaching me, the chains that held her to the wall were ripped off and thrown aside.
I darted my eyes around for my sword, crawling to and grabbing it with both hands. I then forced myself back on my feet as they wobbled in protest. Who? How? Where? What in the lord happened?!
When I focused my eyes back on the princess, I almost dropped my weapon.
"It... It can't be..."
The one in the dress was no princess; it was the dragon!
Though it wasn't the same one I'd spotted in the sky, this... creature... stood like a human, but instead of skin it had scales, the same red scales the dragon had. Its claws were razor sharp, hands and feet, and its head...
Surprisingly, it had a short snout and two, long horns that protruded backwards. Somehow, it was a little cute.
WHAT AM I THINKING?! THIS THING IS A MONSTER!
It also had two breasts, so that meant it was a she, but it made no difference! She was going to kill me if I didn't do something!
"Stop! I- ACK! " I held the area above my liver with my left hand, keeping my sword raised with the other.
"Oops, did I hit you too hard? I wasn't even trying, hehe~" Yup, it was a definitely a woman.
"W... What the hell are you?"
"I think it's quite obvious, wouldn't you agree?" She put her hands on her hips, flashing a toothy grin that told me all I needed to know about her diet.
"You're the... the..."
"Yes? YES?!"
"The... dragon."
Her playful expression died in an instant, replaced with one of unhinged rage, "NO!" She shouted, stomping towards me, "NO! NO, NO, NONONO!!!"
Once she was within range of my sword, I threw a swing at her.
Not only was the attempt pathetically slow, she also grabbed it with her hand, rendering it useless.
"I. AM. A. PRINCESS!!!" She snapped the blade in half, throwing the broken piece she held aside. I gaped at the hilt in my hand, that... wasn't supposed to happen.
I reached for a knife concealed under my belt, but she beat me to the punch; her hand latched onto my neck, lifting me into the air. She was only slightly taller than me, though I bet she could probably lift me even if she was much shorter.
I pulled at the hand in an attempt to free myself, growing desperate as she constricted my airway. No matter how hard I twisted, scratched or kicked, she didn't even flinch.
"Do you see the dress? That means I'm a princess! You... YOU RUINED IT!" She threw me to the ground, the breath I held was knocked out of me, but I could take in air again.
"What?!" WHAT THE HELL DID I RUIN?! RUN! RUN!!!
I tried to crawl backwards, but she straddled my lap, pinning my arms to my sides, and...
She was crying.
"Do you know how... how long I've waited for this moment? Just for you to ruin it! Jerk!" She backhanded my face, definitely breaking something.
"FUCK YOU! F-FUCK YOU!" I screamed, thrashing wildly at the insanity of the situation. The bloody dragon was in a woman's form and talking nonsense!
"Oh yes, we will very soon~"
"Wha- ACK! " NOT AGAIN!
She traded my wrists for my neck, squeezing at the sides. Surprisingly, I could still breathe. How the fuck am I still alive?! What does she want?!
"Give in, little knight~ This battle was over before it even began," I could feel my heartbeat against her digits, her grip denying any blood to my head. No! NO! I can't die like this!
"No... no..." I was too weak to fight her, even if I was in my best shape, I wouldn't come even close to besting this devil. Darkness crept into my peripheral vision, and she was right at the center, a sinister smile on that damn, adorable maw.
She leaned closer above me, our lips almost touching, "Shh~ Go to sleep, just go to sleep~" NO! NOOOO! I can't... I... can't...
Father... Mother... please... remember me...
Darkness.
Darkness all around me.
I'm dead, aren't I?
FUCK! I can't believe it, what a fucking joke. She could've at least given me a good fight or something, but no. And what was all that crazy talk? She made no sense, and how did she change form?
Does it even matter now? I'm dead, floating in nothingness. I... I didn't even get to say goodbye.
And the princess! I FAILED!
Well, the king can't punish me now, haha! Haha, ha. Not funny.
...
Now what? There's literally nothing to do here, at least the bed is soft-
Wait, bed?
I opened my eyes, staring at a cracked cobblestone ceiling.
"What the hell?" I said out loud, if this is heaven, it was quite dull.
I turned my head from side to side, the room I was in wasn't in the best condition, but I'd give it a pass. A single window let in the sunlight, the orange rays told me it was either dawn or dusk.
When I tried to get up, I found my hands were tied with a rope to the bed's post above my head, though my legs were free.
"Huh?" I pulled at the thick restraints, but they didn't budge one bit. Oh no, is this Hell?! But I was good! Sure, I never went to church, but I was still good! Are they going to torture me?! Eat my insides?! Tear me apart over and over again?!
I spotted a door in front of the bed, an exit!
The handle twisted, swinging the door inward.
It was the dragon, in the same form when she... knocked me out?
"Am I dead?"
She giggled, closing the door behind her, "Nope~ You were out cold for a few hours," she sighed in relief, "I was afraid that I applied too much pressure, I'm glad you're alright."
...
I am confusion.
"Why am I still alive? And w-where's the princess?!"
She laughed at me, shaking her head and waving her hand in dismissal, "Silly knight~ That whore is long gone, I released her the moment you entered my domain."
"W... What?"
"She took your horse and is currently on her way back to her daddy. I never wanted that slut, she was so fucking annoying, always crying and begging," she shuddered, rubbing her shoulders in disgust, "But it was worth it!"
She turned to me, her naked-
SHE WAS NAKED?!
"You're n-naked!"
"Aha~ What do you think?" She examined herself, turning her behind to me, "It took some time getting used to, but I'm starting to like this form~"
"H-how?"
"With enough magic, we can change our bodies to blend in with you humans, though it's not easy for most," oh my God, that's a woman's private parts! During my training, I accidentally caught a glance of a lady at the bathhouse, I swear I didn't mean to do it! It was exactly the same, if not... slimmer?
I averted my eyes in embarrassment, forgetting about the bizarre predicament I was in.
"Hey! Look at me!" She went over to me, her tail swishing behind her from side to side, and her tipped wings... damn, they spanned an entire carriage.
As she climbed onto the bed, I felt heat rush to my face. What is even happening?! I wish I was dead right now-
She grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look her in the eyes, those amber, beautiful eyes- What am I thinking?! I didn't know what to feel, my emotions were fighting each other.
She kept us there, unmoving from her position. She didn't blink the entire time. Until her lips came in contact with mine for a quick peck.
...
What?
Then, she lunged down, pushing them apart and exploring every corner of my mouth.
"HM?!" She dropped her entire body over mine, her stature deceived her true weight. I tried to push her out of my mouth, but her thinner, longer tongue wrapped itself around mine like a python, and even more blood rushed to my face.
Her passionate kissing drained my will to resist, one of her hands slid down my body to my underwear- NO! WHAT IS SHE DOING?! THIS IS WRONG! THIS IS-
Our lips separated with a pop, the both of us gasping for air, "You taste so fucking good," she stated as a matter of fact, her right hand over my chest and the left one grasping at the sole fabric that kept my dignity in tact- SHE'D STRIPPED ME!
"W... Why? W-what? I- I don't-"
"I love you."
...
I have no words to describe how baffled I was.
"WHAT?! You tried to k-kill me! Why... Why are you doing this?!"
"I DID NOT! And are you deaf? I just told you," she traced her claws over my smooth skin, my sunken stomach exposing my rib cage.
"This is not love! What the hell is wrong with you?!" I bleghed at the exchange of saliva despite how good it felt.
"What's wrong with me? ME?! YOU ABANDONED ME!"
"..."
"Don't you remember? The little girl with orange hair?"
I was born in a village far away from the capital, a quiet little place in the heart of a rich grassland. I remember making a friend when I was little, a shy girl with the most vibrant, fiery hair in the world. We used to play together all the time, but a week after our first meeting, my family moved away because my father struck a deal with some merchant, and I never saw her again.
"THAT WAS YOU?!"
"YES! Do you remember now?! WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?!" She grabbed my neck, but didn't hurt me.
"WHY DOES IT MATTER?! You were a bloody dragon all this time?! What the fu-?!" she shut my rant with another deep kiss, her tongue penetrating my oral cavity like a spear, jerking around with no pattern. Butterflies flew around in my stomach, was this love? NO! She's crazy! She's a monster!
She pulled away, a string of saliva connecting our mouths, "For years, I searched for you, the only human that ever cared, the only one that ever loved me for who I was. And... And when I found you..." She gave me another smooch, her face touching mine, "I wanted to take you right then and there in the town square, but they'd improved their defenses, so I had to take that little bitch to lure you out."
She grabbed the bulge that had formed in my nether regions, grinning like a lunatic.
"And one, by one, by one..." she repeated the phrase multiple times, giving a tender squeeze each time. I grunted in discomfort and some pleasure- What is wrong with me! THIS FUCKING ROPE-!
"I killed them, and it was soooo easy too! Ambush. Burn. That's all. None of them stood a chance against my fire!" She huffed some smoke out of her mouth, I coughed into the air until it dissipated.
"You're a m-murderer!"
"Yes! YES! And I'd do it again for you!"
"What?!"
She groaned, "You still don't get it?! IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU! YOUYOUYOU-! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" She tore away my underwear, my cock springing up at full attention. I squealed in surprise, my useless struggle renewed with great vigor.
She gawked at my member with starry eyes, drool dripping out of her mouth and onto my chest.
"WAIT! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
She let go of my neck, straddling my hips, her slit hidden behind my rod. She began rubbing her entrance against my shaft, providing a natural lubricant to it.
"STOP! N-NO!"
"Scream all you want, my little knight~ You won't escape me this time!" I shouted at her to stop, that this was all wrong, that this was immoral, that I reserved myself for a future wife.
"Then I will be your wife~"
"NEVER! YOU... MONSTER!" She froze in place, a blank expression hiding what she was feeling. I gulped in regret, opening my mouth to say something, but she cut me off.
"I... understand," for the hundredth time today, what? "You don't love me anymore...
"But that's okay, we'll just have to share my love~"
"LET GO OF ME YOU FUCKING WHORE! DAMN YOU! I-" She grabbed my base, raising herself and lining up for... for...
"WAITWAITWAIT! STOP! Ple-," I hicced, "Please... stop... stop..." Tears ran down my cheeks, she seemed genuinely concerned now, as if she really cared.
"If... If you really love me, t-then let me go, please, please, please- "
"Ooooh, I get it. You're afraid because you're a virgin~ Don't worry, I am one too. I'll be very, very gentle~" She rubbed the tip against her folds, pushing it apart as she began lowering herself at a snail's pace.
"NO!!!" I pushed myself further into the bed, but she kept taking me inside her. A third of the way down, she let herself go, our hips meeting in a loud slap.
We screamed in unison. I felt her squirt and quiver, squiver, on me, a warm liquid...
Is that blood?!
I didn't fare any better though. It was so warm, and tight, and...
I shivered in defeat. It felt so funny and ticklish, I couldn't put it into words. It was like being dipped in honey that licked you.
"Ah~ Hng- fuck~ You're perfect~ Hmmm, right at my womb~" Once she regained her composure, she looked down at me, a dumb smile spread across her snout, "How- mmm~ Do you f-feel good too?"
"F-fuck you biiIIIITCH!" She slightly raised herself before dropping down, repeating the action over and over again. It was painfully slow at first, but as it went on, she increased her pace and the force with which she fell. She was so warm, every part of my member felt so good, it was so much better than doing it myself.
As she went faster and faster, the bed creaked louder and louder under us, the sounds of our sex- That's what it was! Sex! The way babies are born, when a man and a woman love each other! BUT THIS WASN'T LOVE!
At some point, I let out a shameful moan, and in turn she ceased her violent bouncing, burying me to the hilt inside her. The barrier I'd broken allowed me to kiss her cervix, the best part of it all.
"What was that? Hng~ Do it again~" She let half of my cock out before slamming back down, earning another moan from me.
"That's right~ Don't hold back, my little knight~ Let it goooo~" Without a warning, she began moving up and down like a wild animal, sending my pelvis deeper into the bed with each lewd kiss of our genitals. I couldn't feel my legs anymore, nor my arms. I was overwhelmed by her, the slaps of skin against scales drowning my mind in carnal pleasure.
She continued her aggressive pounding, her tail had coiled around both of my legs and bound them together for even more leverage than necessary. There was nothing I could do but just lay there as she took my chastity, whimpering and whining when she rubbed me in some specific spots.
She grunted, falling down so our chests would meet again. Her breasts were like dough, much softer than a leather sack filled with water. She nudged her snout into my neck, licking at my Adam's apple.
"A-ah!"
"Good boy, good human, my little human~" She muttered under her breath, her hips working nonstop like a waterwheel, a pressure began tightening in my balls.
"Mine... You're mine! MINEMINEMINE!" Her slams were almost painful, but it only added to the pleasure.
"I-I'm going to-"
"YES! YES! GIVE IT TO ME!" A numbness encased my groin, but the pleasure only became greater as she went faster and faster.
"N-NO!" I twisted my neck from side to side, a final attempt to free myself from her prison. Her tight, hot, slick, prison.
"YESSS! GIVE ME YOUR SEED! CUM! CUM IN ME! I WANT A BABYYYY!" For the third time, she locked our lips in a sloppy kiss, dominating the short-lived tug of war. Her tongue was so long it reached the back of my throat and beyond, forming a bulge at the upper part of my neck.
She had me at her mercy. She wanted me. She loved me. She was my childhood friend, even if I didn't know it. She wouldn't have done this to me if she didn't love.
The pressure in my balls traveled up my shaft, my tip nudging into her end again and again. My inability to move, her assault on all of my senses, her raw power, it was too much.
With one final slam, she took my entire length, trapping my cock inside her hungry snatch.
As the first rope of my essence left my member, I shuddered in ecstasy. With every jet of cum I sent into her demanding hole, I felt my energy leave my body. My toes flexed and curled, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as she moved her hips back and forth in order to properly milk me. She hugged my back with a death grip, our moans and cries muffled by the kiss.
Eventually, I had nothing left to give, she'd wrung every the last drop out of me. Even after my penis softened, she didn't pull me out. She kept me nestled in her most vulnerable place, her grip loosened and she ended out long kiss with a reluctant pull away.
We gasped and huffed in the afterglow of our love-making, her eyes full of warmth.
"That... was amazing..."
"I... I..."
"Shhh~ You don't have to speak now, my little knight~" She hummed in my ear, "I'll always protect you. I already have a home we can run away to, where no one will find us. I'll never let you go..." she continued whispering sweet nothings into my ear, lulling me to sleep.
Perhaps... she wasn't so bad after all.