A Naga and His Chain

He pushes your face into the pillows, muffling your screams as he takes you from behind. His razor sharp claws digging into your shoulder and your hip as he relentlessly claims you. His scales pinching your back as you arch into him, pushing your ass back meeting him thrust for thrust.

He hisses at your enthusiasm.

The metal chain that’s attached to the collar around your neck slips, the coolness raising your skin. He remembers it then, reaching for it and wrapping it around his massive, scaled forearm, pulling it back, so you have to sit up on all fours.

“How is my pet?” He purrs as he tugs on the chain harder, forcing you to arch your back fully, pressing against his broad chest. The scales along his abdomen pinch at your sensitive curves, but you’ve never cared about the pain. He thrusts forward, and you grunt at how deep he is inside you.

“Feeling full, master,” you gasp as he circles his hips, and you swear you feel his tip reach your cervix. How you can take every monstrous inch of him was beyond you. But you knew nothing, and no else could fill you as he can.

His forked tongues laps along the back of your neck as he fists your hair and pulls it across your shoulder. You shudder as the rough texture of his tongues lick between your shoulder blades and up to your ear.

“My precious pet,” he hisses as he thrusts again, his powerful tail pushing him forward to make each thrust beyond earth shattering.

“Yes, master,” you moan as the metal of the collar bites into your neck as he pulls on your chain, falling backward onto the nest.

You straddle him the best that you can, your hips having to stretch to be able to sit on his massive shaft. His thick tail stretches out in front of you, gold and black scales shimmering in the firefight making him look just as venomous as he was. You turn your head only slightly to see him wrapping the chain around his arm as his tail comes up to wrap around your waist.

“Such a perfect prize you are, my pet,” he sighs as he pulls gently on the chain making your back arch once again, your soft ass squishing against his hips. A few of his scales cut into your skin, the scent of fresh blood filling the air making him shudder.

His tail continues to wrap around your waist. The venomous spiked tip grazes your skin softly enough not to harm you. He would never actually put your life at risk—only a trickle of blood here and there or making it slightly uncomfortable to breath was the furthest he would go.

You gasp as he tightens his hold on you and lifts you just to slam you back down on him. You grip onto his thick tail with both arms as he uses it to pull you up and down, hitting that perfect sweet spot deep inside you.

You can barely handle it any longer as he tugs on your chain, nails digging into your curves, and his ribbed cock fucking you into a stupor. The craze turns into a supernova of tingling ecstasy as he pushes you over the edge. His name chanted from your lips, forgetting for the moment the role you were to be playing as he continues his merciless pounding.

He doesn’t stop until he reaches his release, spilling his seed into your eggless womb. This was not a breeding fuck tonight—no, this was merely for pleasure.

A master and his pet. A naga and his mate.

He lets you rest against his tail as you come down from your high, still nestled inside you, his warm seed seeping out onto his scales. He pushes up on his elbows and kisses the back of your neck making you sigh.

“My pet is sated?” He purrs as he lifts you off of him and places you among the cushions of your mating nest. You watch as his cock disappears back into his sheath, already sad at the loss of it. He quickly picks up on your mood change.

“Blue is not your color,” he says gently as he nuzzles your neck. “Surely your orgasm should make your state of mind redder.”

“Mmmm I’m only blue because your pet has not been thoroughly fucked.”

He pulls back with wide yellow eyes and then smirks. “Such a wicked lush for my cock you are. Maybe I will bring out both this time?”

Your toes curl at the thought, and you press your breasts into his face as he moves to trap you underneath him. His hard body pressing into yours as his hot breath in your ear sends shivers down your spine.

“Your wish is my command.”

He finds the chain and yanks on it again.