<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/BlackDragon-1.jpg)    </div><strong>"My slut?"</strong>Virixian considered the word carefully, and those that crept into his mind with it.<strong>"My bitch.  My skank.  Mine to use as I wish, willing to offer your body in any way I demand?  Yess...you are indeed my slut, mine and only mine."</strong>He edged forward, butting the girl's ass playfully to drive her face into the dirt.<strong>"I'll fuck your soon enough, slut.  I wish to explore this, first..." </strong>his tongue edged against the tight hole of her ass again, tickling at first with small, scenting brushes and then pressing firmly in a long lick from Lucifia's cunt to ass.<br/><br/>Opening his mouth wider, Virixian extended his tongue: it was impressive, nearly the length of a man's arm and several inches in diameter.  It was rough, like a cat's, and muscular.  When it prodded Lucifia's dark hole it easily overcame the muscles' natural resistance, plunging a foot of length inside of her.  The taste hardly bothered him; it was merely the earthy sense of another animal's spoor.  A pity, he thought, that his neck couldn't stretch to do this while she was impaled by his cock; perhaps the next time he put her on his tail, though, he could experiment with her pleasure more.  For now, this seemed adequate to earn her appreciation and moisten her cunt.<br/><br/>His tongue writhed and thrashed, exploring her thoroughly, driving as deep as possible while his draconic eyes met her half lidded ones.  He felt again the surge of dominance and ownership burn at his wrists as he stretched her.<br/><br/>Finished, he retracted his tongue with a pull and a whiplike motion of his head, leaving his chosen suddenly empty.  She wasn't allowed to remain that way for long, however.<strong>"Wider.  You may scream as you wish, slut, but you <em>will </em>accept your duty," </strong>the memories given him noted other humans in the past who had been unable to serve properly; split and spitted, they tried to escape or whined incessantly for mercy.  He sent her the thoughts and his expectation for better from his own pet.<br/><br/>Crawling forward, he put one razor claw on the back of Lucifia's neck, pinning her in place.  Shifting his hip, he lined up his massive cock, thicker than her arm, against the narrow, wet opening to her cunt and began to press the barbed, plated length forward.