Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 9 – The Long Way to Breed

Madam walks behind bitch, the point of her tail teasing my left side as she makes her way there. Her heels sound different like she is now wearing a higher heel with a smaller heel tip. She stops, and I hear the muffled moans as she plays with bitch.

"Oh, my wife, you make the best sounds. Such a wonderful bitch. Start working your hips. Don't worry about the slave. She can handle a dildo ten times the size in her mouth. I've tested it," Madam whispers for all to hear. Immediately after the order was given, the dildo starts to piston in my mouth. More muffled moans can be heard. She starts moving faster and deeper. My little nose is getting forced into her womb so she can get everything in my mouth.

Madam Heels tells me she is moving again to my right side. Her tail flicks each clip as she walks to my feet. She stands there and lets her tail explore my lower body. I've heard devil's tails have a mind of their own, and the long nights I've spent with this devil show that to be true. Her hands start to massage my right foot as her tail makes its way to my plugged ass.

It looks for the entrance for a bit before giving up and heading to my pussy. All the sexual stimuli I'm feeling makes my dick start growing again, forcing the rod deeper into my urethra. The tail flicks the clip on my clit a few times, then teases the tip inside.

Madam has stopped the massage. I wait for what happens next—anticipating a good whipping. A bit of mana swirls behind me, and a whip's crack follows. The lash lands on my ass.

"One," I gargle through the ring and violently thrusting dildo.

"I love that I don't need to teach you the rules, slave," as the whip falls on my ass again.

"Two,"

"Good, keep it up. Only forty-eight more to go," she says, marking the end with another lash. I do my best to call out each lash I receive, but sometimes the dildo is too deep to say it, or the tail distracts me with sudden movement, causing me to miss it or even say the wrong number. I think I get lashed sixty times before I manage to say fifty.

I can feel blood running along my ass and down my legs. I thank hell it didn't send her a barbed whip like last time. I hear another crack, but I feel no pain. Instead, a muffled 'one' comes from above me. Nine more cracks and nine more muffled numbers. The entire time my mouth's assault continues as if bitch wasn't getting mercilessly whipped.

Madam's tail decides to explore the deeper part of my pussy after my whipping. Once inside, the tip twirls as if looking for something. The spade shape forces me to stretch a little. The plug adds pressure. My dick is pressed against the cage demanding freedom, but its demand only gives me pain. Blood from my ass slowly flows down my left leg. I start to circulate my mana to replace the lost blood. A pool of my blood circles my left foot. I never feel blood come down from bitch's chest.

I hear bells above me, slowly approaching me. The bells excite Madam's tail. It surges forward and slams into my cervix. I yelp in surprise right as bitch slams into me, forcing the tip into my throat. I'm unsure what the tail was looking for, but the cervix seems to be an answer. It starts to roughly piston in my pussy now. The bells must be a signal as bitch leaves just the tip of the dildo in my mouth.

Fearing punishment if she stops moaning, I start to tease it with my tongue. The bells ring past my ears and then find their way to the clips on my nipples. The extra weight forces a slow, steady stream of milk out. The rough fucking on my lower end slowly forces me to my first orgasm. My leg trembles, causing me to swing a little. I lack the strength to stop myself. The bells are screaming, pulling more milk. I try to release semen into the air, but the rod stops it, building pressure in my dick. Bitch pulls her dick completely out and steps to my side. I expect to see Madam, but I'm greeted with the sight of my cabinets.

"Such a strong one," Madam whispers into my ear. She places a hand on my folded wings. "You really are a good girl for me. Keep it up." Her hand reaches around and slaps my balls, causing me to try and curl up. My foot leaves the ground, and I swing freely.

"That wasn't a smart move now, slave," mocking me. "I guess I'll need to help you stay still. Maybe another weight will do the trick." I don't know how her tail stays in me, but it does—trying and succeeding really to bring me to another climax.

Bitch, I think, grabs my free legs and forces it straight, bringing me to just a slow swing. My vision spinning from the little twirl I forced myself into. I hear another bell, and I think I know where this one is going. I feel the weight on my clit. The bell is ringing nonstop due to the tail working my vulva hard and deep, constantly ramming against my cervix, shooting pain through my body.

I hear bitch moaning; Madam must be working her somehow. I focus on trying to stop my next orgasm from coming. My dick already hurts, and adding more semen won't help me. I feel the excitement building, bitch's muffled moans excite me even more. Then, I give in and try to release another load. Screaming, a strange voice escapes my ring gag, trying to explain the peculiar pain-pleasure mix I have in my body.

The tail finally leaves my abused pussy alone. I take deep breaths, trying to focus on my body. My mana has been circulating the entire time, easing some pain. I can still feel that some of the ass marks are bleeding, creating a new puddle where I now stand. My bells tingle occasionally, and milk still trickles out into puddles on the floor.

Bitch is moaning louder and louder somewhere behind me. I think the tail has found a new target to embed itself into. I finally get myself under control when a new session starts. A loud crack comes through the air, and my balls feel ready to burst. The cage presses into my stomach. I feel skin split along my stomach. She must have placed a protective spell over my balls, as the pain was just a flash, not lingering like my stomach.

"One," I get out, but the crack of the next strike covers it up. The pain flashes through my front again.

"One," I scream again.

"Better slave. You earned yourself an extra ten for missing the first," Madam states; the next crack of the whip follows.

I scream the numbers out, my voice going hoarse at the twenty mark. I try not to focus on bitch moaning and climaxing next to me in pleasure. I take a total of seventy lashes, only calling out sixty for it to stop. Sometime during the lashes, I seemed to have orgasmed from the pain as my urethra feels even more pressure now. Bitch is now trying to catch her breath through the gag.

"Get her other leg up bitch," commands Madam. I haven't seen anyone since the dildo left my mouth. I just feel the sores on my ass and stomach, bleeding onto the floor.

I feel my leg get lifted, then tied spread far from the other leg. I stay like that for a few seconds, listening as my milk and blood drip to the floor and bells jingle with my heavy breaths.

"Help me, strip bitch. My tail has had enough fun, time for me to enjoy this divine slit in front of me." I hear the clothing fall to the ground. I hope to see Madam walk in front of me to grab a new strapon, but I just feel her claws make their way up my legs, little scratches adding blood to the floor.

I feel Madam's waist against my ass. Her dildo below me running across my balls. She moves her hands to the back of my knees and pushes them to the side and forward, giving me a nice stretch. Then I smell candles. Bitch is back in front of me and uses her strapon as a plug for my mouth again. I feel a rope go around my knees and an intense moan from bitch above me. I guess the ropes connected to her tits somehow.

Then Madam enters me, already wet, the dildo quickly reaches all the way in. She starts moving faster, her hands grabbing my wide hips. A drip of hot wax falls onto my wings. A yelp replaces the low moans, disappearing just as fast as it came. For a few seconds, moans, slaps, and bells were all that filled the air. Then the drip came with a scream, and slowly, more and more littered my wings and arms till it was a downpour. Being a dragon, the heat didn't hurt my arms, but my wings were way more sensitive to it. Screams force their way to my throat as the wax doesn't stop. Nothing stops except my moans, now entirely replaced with the sounds of my pain. I can't hear Madam's or bitches moans, just my screams of pain. Trying to forget about the torture my wings are being put through, I mentally search the rest of my body. I start to hear more bells, feeling the weight slowly get added to each clip along my stomach. Madam's claws are digging into my waist, drawing even more blood from my body.

"Soon, slave, soon, just keep working your pussy like that, and I'll relieve you of this pain." Madam moans behind me. I hardly pay attention, trying not to think of my situation. Then the rain stops, and a new weight lands on my back. I feel Madam's breast through the wax. Her head lands just below my shoulder blades. Her dildo is deep inside me. Her final moans are loud, overpowering my screams. Another load lands in my dick. Feeling ready to burst, I'm forced to make a mistake.

"Please, Madam, let me cum. I need to," I manage to choke out. I notice the tears streaming down my face. I patiently wait for a response, but all I get are a few strange moans from bitch. Madam is still resting on my back.

"I'll reward you, slave and bitch. You two have been good tonight," Madam says. She lifts herself off me and backs out of my pussy. Then, a blindfold is put over my eyes. The clips are removed from my body. I whence as the clit and nipple ones are removed. Madam sucks on them a bit to relieve some of the soreness.

Bitch backs up, and my hair is untied, falling all over the place, some down my back and over my arms. The rest hide my face. The ends make it to my milk on the floor.

My legs are untied next and gently lowered to the soaked floor. Then, my arms and tail. Both Madam and bitch help me to my bed. I'm finally able to close all the bleeding wounds. They help me lay down, creating a raised platform so my tail can hang comfortably below me. I feel my tits fall to the side and wonder what is happening. Every time I beg for release, I always have a trial before I get my wish granted. Now, I'm being treated like a wounded princess.

I feel bitch. I get on top of my waist, then force my locked dick inside her. She stays there grinding her hips. Madam's tail gently rubs my clit. I'm too tired to do anything but lay there, hoping for the pressure to disappear. My gag finally gets removed, letting my soft moans be heard. I slowly build up to another orgasm, and the cage disappears. My climax pushes everything out at once. Six loads, I think, in total, find their way out and into bitch's vagina. My dick quickly grows all the way to her cervix, still releasing potent seed. Bitch begs for something through her gag as my vision starts to fade. Once empty, I fall asleep.