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I open the cabinet I had stocked to my personal requirements. There are plenty of things in here to teach my wayward human mate a lesson in respect and sensation.

I drip lube down the crevice of her cheeks, then use the pad of my thumb to rub it against her tight asshole, enjoying the scandalized moans that emerge from her as she feels me preparing to take a part of her body that has never been taken before.

Her wings flap involuntarily, but there is a ceiling to this cage and she will not be going anywhere.

“Keep those wings still,” I growl. “If you lift off this bed so much as an inch, I will make this tight little ass pay.”

She lets out a helpless little whimper, but I can sense the fact that she is not at all unwilling. This rough handling is only serving to turn her on. I can smell her desire, which increasesevery time I smack her, threaten her, lecture her, and rub her little hole until she is no longer squirming with resistance, but with desire.

I then select a plug from the cabinet. Smooth dragon metal, able to contain resonant energy. It is several inches long and not quite as thick as my cock, but certainly thicker than my fingers. The base is flared and the tip is narrow, and along with the lubricant it slides into her rebellious ass without as much in the way of resistance as I would have imagined.

“You came down here to discover if I was a monster, and the answer, my little human mate, is yes. I am.”

She lets out another of those beautifully incoherent moans through her gag, and her hips arch in that inviting way that tells me she will never reject my monstrous side. This is a rough seduction, but it is still a seduction.

I know it is not my possession that worries her, it is the fact that she cannot act as wildly as she is used to. Spoiled little thing. Consequences offend her. That is why she is so outraged.

I work the plug slowly in and out of her ass, twisting it slow and deep, and then pulling it out right to its thickest part before pushing it back.

The sounds she makes are becoming increasingly animal, guttural, and desperate. I can see her pussy getting wetter, and smell her becoming increasingly more aroused.

“You are a captive, because you have made it necessary to keep you as one. If I let you out of this cage, you should be immensely grateful. It would be easy to keep you down here, my little fuck toy, breeding you day after day until you swell with my whelps again and again.”

She does not want to respond to it, but she can’t help it. This rough treatment is what thrills her to her erotic core. Punishing her arouses me too, especially in this dungeon cage. I’ve always known she was mine.

When I can stand it no longer, when her whimpers and her reactions finally become too arousing to ignore, I pull the toy from her ass, and I slide my cock in its stead. Her interior is hot, gripping me with desperation.

“Ow,” she whimpers.

“Does it hurt to have my dragon cock in your ass?”

I am hoping the answer is yes.

It is difficult to punish someone who deeply enjoys it, but I will do my best to try. It is time that Melissa understood her place here. Her life could be easy if only she would allow it.

“Mnghhh,” she whimpers back as I stroke my cock in and out of this much tighter hole. She has become post-verbal at the worst of times, but I decide to take advantage of the fact she only seems to be capable of making animal sounds by fucking her ass like the filthy little animal she is.

My fingers play with her desperate little clit until she is bucking so hard I feel her slamming back up into me, her ass desperate for deeper filling, her wings beating with uncontrollable need.

She comes so hard I feel her inner muscle clamp down on my cock with enough force to trigger my orgasm. This time I am not breeding her pussy. No whelps will emerge from this union. This time I’m filling her body with my essence, giving her a deep, full dose of exactly what and who I am. She is absorbing me asI come, taking my seed deep in her naughty ass, learning her lesson on the chemical level.

I roar with the intensity of the joining, feeling her submitting to me in the most primal of ways, giving her heat, her interior. She’s mine so deeply and so completely I feel almost as though I do not know where one of us ends and the other begins.

My cock pulses as I feed myself inside her, then softens to allow my scaled member to slide free. She drips my seed from her tight little hole, not quite so tight right now as it was before.

I finish the lesson with a hard slap to her bottom.

“Don’t you pout again. Don’t you dare rebel. Don’t you disobey. If you do, we do this again, except you do not leave the cage afterward. You stay here, having your ass spanked and fucked every day until I consider you broken enough. Understand?”

I whip the gag out of her mouth to allow her to respond.

“Yes,” she whimpers softly. “I understand.”

“Good. Don’t make me do this again.”

This is the moment where I could be soft and reassure her, but there has been a lot of softness and reassurance in the past and it has never done anything to make her more obedient. I am tired of getting nowhere with her. Perhaps harsher treatment and a firmer hand will work.

I smack her ass again and leave her well fucked, dripping my seed and with more than a little something to think about. The cage door is open, but she is not free.