Verzanth purred with pleasure as her new pet tended to her large and aching shaft, giving it the attention she had long craved. She sat back, truly a queen in her realm as her slave began to lick and suck at her prodigious shaft. Her nails, the color of her draconic scales, shifting their hold on the throne, digging into the wood beneath their grip, leaving deep marks behind as the dragoness forcibly restrained her desire to take her new acquisition. Now was the time for her charge to prove themselves, and she intended to let that play out.<br/><br/>Instead, Verzanth helped the matter along, reaching up to her lowcut dress, and shifting it to free her ample bosom beneath, her nails now twisting and playing with her already hard nails. She pleasured herself without shame, taking in the moment with a raw predatory hunger. It did not take long for her crave more though, and she said as much as she grabbed her pet by the horns, taking a more assertive role in events. She was entirely too much a predator to let her prey take command for long.<br/><br/>"Your tongue is delightful little morsel, and it makes me ache with delight...but I need more than just a gentle coaxing...I need to own you. I am not some pretty maiden to be molested in the fields. I am a queen, and desire your undivided attention<br/><br/>The hands on the horns directed the mouth between her legs now, the powerful futanari holding her supplicant in place as she began to slowly feed them their massive draconic erection. It was doubtful that Belial would ever be able to take in her full length, but the dragon fully intended to test their limits. As she did this, her words became more urging, grunting with a raw pleasure that only came from such domination. The dragon loved owning her prey, and this new acquisition was quickly becoming her favorite.<br/><br/>"Yes...God yes little morsel. You are serving me so well...but do not be shy with your hands. Play with me..and yourself if it pleases you. I will grant you that small boon for the service you provide. If you give me my release, I may grant you greater a reward...If you're up to the task."<br/><br/>Dimly as they enjoyed the moment, the ring on Belial's hand began to glow faintly, empowered by the strength of the dragon, her passion slowly transferring into the vessel, and through that into her pet. The glowing was accompanied by a gradual warming of the metal, though it was not apparent yet. The glow continued to glow steadily as Belial continued their efforts, telegraphing the already evident pleasure of her master.