He smiled as the three 'reshaped' women made their way toward him, using a touch of magic to remove the unnecessary bindings. Just like the whore-queen, they were his, and mere physical bindings were immaterial compared to the ones he had put on their minds and souls. He smiled as the dragon got to him first, shamelessly eager for his pleasure, and he carefully pulled the exhausted and bloated whore-queen off of him, grinning as she whimpered and fought for a moment to keep him in her, her belly slightly distended from all the semen still in her womb. He caught the dragoness' chin before she could wrap her tongue around his cock, and gently pulled her to the side, before pointing to the three hanging back, and gesturing for them to come forward. The former virgin he directed to molest the dragoness, while the two 'reshaped' nobles he had start playing with each other, and he watched the three approaching women, idly admiring the way their fear made them alluring.<br/><br/>After a moment of consideration, long enough for them to finish crossing the hall and take in the large puddle of dried and drying semen under his huge testes, he pointed to the youngest daughter, and gestured for her to approach. Once in reach, he guided her hands to his balls and base of his shaft, and her mouth to the head, before ordering her to pleasure him, as her bindings fell apart.