<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/BlackDragon-1.jpg)    </div>Virixian's eyes flared with a blue radiance as he twitched his tail sadistically, bouncing the impaled human like a rag doll on the rough spike deep in her cunt.  He was fascinated with his new possession; any other creature would have fled in terror of his deadly armaments, or perished when impaled by the full length and power of them.  His new pet, however, screamed in more pleasure than pain - although certainly there was pain.  Her struggling, scratching and writhing proved that, but even the agony was delightful as she stretched and flexed to accommodate an unnatural fucking.<br/><br/>Bringing the fucktoy closer to his face, Virixian caught her eye in a cruel smile.<strong>"I chose well.  I shall be the envy of the clutch, able to sate my Need in proper form, not rut in the shape of some animal."</strong>He seemed to be congratulating himself more than her, stroking his own significant ego although his pride in her capabilities was evident - as was the steady purr of pleasure as he experienced each of her orgasms.<br/><br/>He nudged the tip of his snout against her face, opening his mouth and pressing his tongue between her lips.  It was hardly a kiss, although it may have looked that way from afar; his pink tongue pushed forward insistently, a dark smokey taste mixing with a liberal coating of fluid from Lucifia's soaking - and now heavily abused - pussy.  Virixian looked into her eyes as he entered her throat, ignoring her gasping reflex to explore and then withdraw to a smirk.<strong>"So much of you to make use of, little one."</strong><br/><br/>Tilting his head down, his wet mouth moved across her chest.  His pink tongue was large and muscular, pushing at her tits and teasing at the nipples.  A tooth pricked each one, sharp and dangerous but for now playful and delicate.  He nuzzled them, brushing his scales lightly across her chest to smear the copious fluid and mark her with still more of his scent.<br/><br/>He moved lower, licked around the cunt stretched tightly around his spike, his tongue rough against her tender, pale flesh.  He tried to push it inside, eyes narrowing as he experimented with how far his chosen would split before breaking, but it felt too tight for his soft appendage to force.  Later, he decided; his cock, stiff with scales and hard with lust, would have little problem making the skin stretch - or tear apart.<br/><br/>Instead, he moved down and back, lapping at the cheeks of her ass.  The sharp tip of his tongue poked insistently at her tight rosebud.<strong>"Spread yourself, chosen."</strong>He wondered how much this would hurt the girl; and how much she would enjoy it.