Bondage and Darkness

by

Charisma Knight

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The Sacrifice Alices body shuddered in anticipation as the dragon shifter, Damiul, explored

her body through the thin shift. She was now grateful hed chosen to remain in human form while in such close proximity, since his true form terrified her. Damiuls elaborate castle bedchambers were cold and smelled of a strong spice. Hed explained earlier that, after the bargain shed remain with him until the end of her days. Have you ever had a mans face down here? the dragon asked while pointing to the pearl between her legs. She felt her face flush. Be honest, human. Damiul growled. Should you ever lie to me, I wont hesitate to punish you. Suddenly she didnt feel so brave anymore. Shed lost all the courage that had allowed her to offer herself as sacrifice to the creature so his brethren would cease their vicious attacks upon her village. Nonever, she admitted nervously. Have you ever allowed a man to fuck you? She nodded. Yes, but only once. He stroked her smooth, pale skin. Mmm, perhaps its best that you arent a maiden, he confessed. I dont plan on taking it easy on you tonight. Alice squeezed her eyes shut as Damiuls hand crept between her thighs. After his remark, she clamped her legs together. Open them! Obeying, she spread her legs. His voice was a dark command that made her body quiver. Thats better. His voice softened, just a bit. Shame engulfed her as she succumbed to the creatures ministrations. Damn him, she wished she werent the last of the Keepers. Could she ever have drawn a sword against him had she known the truth all those years ago? A part of her loved the tenderness she was experiencing at his hands. Perhaps there was more to the creature than she knew. There were two sides to every story.

If it werent for Alice, the dragons would not have attacked the village. Not until after the attack had begun had she discovered that she was the reason behind the bloodshed. Shed known the Keepers had slaughtered dragons without mercy in 400 AD, but shed never imagined in her wildest dreams shed descended from the same bloodline. Not until a longtime friend of her fathers divulged the truth in the midst of the panic and destruction that was set loose on the village, approximately two hundred years later. The stories shed heard had made her come to the conclusion that the dragons always instigated the attacks. They were beasts and could not be trusted, not even in their human forms. They slaughtered and killed mercilessly, and that was the way it was for centuries. Or so she had been told. Now, here in the dragons castle, for the first time a new curiosity blossomed inside of Alice. What if her ancestors had been deceitful in their tales of war? Shed often heard how the Keepers described dragon shifters as an abnormality of nature. Alice wondered what had really transpired between her ancestors and Damiuls family. For months, warriors of her village fought and died in vain when trying to fend off the hideous beasts, and soon many inhabitants feared theyd be wiped off the face of the Earth if a solution werent reached. Laird Brodgar was only too eager to turn her over to the dragons once hed met with Damiul and his brethren. Since she had no existing family, Alice willingly sacrificed herself to them. She could have escaped, had she chosen to do so, but felt it was the right thing to do to uphold her end of the bargain. She glanced around the dimly lit bedchambers as she sought answers to her questions and stiffened once she became aware of the intense gaze Damiul cast over her. Are you afraid? he asked. His strong hands continued caressing her body while invoking carnal passions somewhere deep within her center. Ive taken my time with you, human. Let it be known that I am no cruel lover. No, Alice lied. In spite of her curiosity, she wished to be safe and warm beneath the wool covers of her bed, not waiting for some beast to spill her blood. Before she could blink, Damiul rose in a huff. Rise! he commanded.

It was obvious shed roused his temper. She loved and feared it all at the same time. A shard of courage flooded her body as her feet hit the cold castle floor and she prayed for a swift death. Damiul circled Alice, as though she was his prey. She swallowed hard as amber eyes seemed to pierce her soul. From what she could see, long blond hair hung just past the mans shoulders as he continued studying her with much admiration. A subtle shift took place in Alices posture as she lowered her eyes and her head descended ever so slightly. Damiul exuded power. Ancient power. It rolled off him in waves. The silence in the room was deafening. Are you cold? he asked. She gasped when he took her by the chin and raised her face, forcing her to look into those amber eyes. Wetness trickled along her thigh as he leaned forward, grazing her cheek with his. Suddenly she wasnt so cold as her body warmed from his, with just a touch. Alice gasped as a surge of energy spiraled down the nape of her neck and through her spine. I asked you a question, woman. Yes, she bit out stubbornly. As soon as the word was out of her mouth, a large fire erupted from the hearth. Apparently, hed summoned it. Why should he care for her comfort? She was just a whipping boardsomething for him to take his frustrations and hostility out on. Undoubtedly Damiul was the most handsome man shed ever laid eyes on in her life. She took notice of his strong, muscular physique beneath his fine garments, which were, by the way, fit for a king. Even in the light of the fire, his eyes gleamed a dangerous reddish-amber color, and she thought she saw flames dancing within them, if only for a moment. His face appeared as though it were carefully crafted from the pickiest of the gods. None of Damiuls brothers were as handsome as he, she thought, shivering as she realized this beast was hell-bent on dishing out raw punishment for crimes against his kind. She should be tarred and feathered for her thoughts. This was no ordinary man, but a creature crafted from the flames of Hell. Dragon shifters were not to be trusted, as they had no souls. At least that was what shed been told.

The creamy liquid between her thighs made Alice despise her situation. Perhaps this was the creatures plan all along. She wondered when the others would appear to ravage her body. That was probably what they all had in mind. His voice broke the silence of the bedchamber as she slowly removed the shift from her body. Undress for me, Damiul commanded in a roughened, seductive whisper. Alice needed to know the truth now. Do you plan to kill me, sir? she asked with apprehension as her eyes quickly darted to his huge hands. She knew the dragon planned to bed her and was quite sure hed slay her in the morning when hed had his fill of her. Or perhaps hed pass her on to his brothers once hed sated his wicked desires with her. After all, he was the eldest. Kill you? Damiul laughed in a wicked baritone voice. No, my sweet. Im not going to kill you. At least, not in the way youre thinking. A brief flash of relief swept through Alices body and was quickly replaced with lust as Damiul clutched her nipples between his thumb and first two fingers. She sighed as he began twisting and pulling them, and a strong sensation transferred from her nipples to her clit. Fear accompanied the raw bite of lust. What if he was toying with her? She could feel her clitoris swell, protruding from its hood and yearning for whatever was to come next. Alice couldnt help but succumb to the feeling of her pussy quivering and pulsating beneath the creatures touch as she contemplated the torments and pleasures yet to come. Kneel! Damiul demanded. He liked to be in control, she thought as she descended to the stone floor. She was uncomfortable, but she fought to conceal that fact. Alices pulse quickened as her lubricated pussy flooded with juices, almost tempting her to spread her legs and pleasure herself before the beast. Shed never been this wet in her life, not even when she brought herself to orgasm. Alice trembled as she awaited his next command. Open your mouth! His hand immediately drifted to the noticeable bulge in his leather pants. Alices pussy clenched and her nipples tightened as she opened her mouth wide in anticipation. It seemed like an eternity had passed as Damiul presented her with his swollen member, mere inches from her lips.

Her heart pounded against her chest and she dared not breathe as the dragon rubbed the head of his cock against her lips. The urge to lick the tip accosted her as she heard him chuckle. No doubt he was laughing at her expense. Her face burned with humiliation at the thought. Damiul continued teasing her lips and, on occasion, slipped the heavy member inside, allowing a drop of pre-cum to saturate her tongue. The urge not to suck him for all he was worth weighted heavily on her. Instinct told Alice not to move. She remained kneeling, her mouth presented for his pleasure, and his only Suck me! he demanded. For some reason, that word thrust her onto the cusp of a wonderfully dark, exotic space. Joy blossomed inside her as she flicked her tongue against the engorged purplish head of Damiuls dick. Suddenly shed forgotten why she was there. A strangled moan slipped past her lips as she swallowed the thick member whole. Now she knew the dragon didnt mean to kill her. Hed wanted her to submit to his every whim. She ignored the hardness of the floor against her knees as he dug his hands in her raven tresses, holding her head while he fucked her face. She gagged temporarily, but the sweet and salty taste of him more than made up for that. Eagerly, she rolled his thickness around, using her tongue to explore and lick while savoring his maleness. Shed pleasured only one other man since her eighteenth birthday, but never with such heightened awareness. Ignoring her gagging reflex, Alices greedy mouth accepted Damiuls cock deeper into her throat. She wanted nothing more than to stroke his tight balls, but fear of her Master depriving her of pleasure sliced through her mind. Her Master? Were these her own thoughts, or was the beast planting words within her mind? The thoughts seemed to dissipate as she continued pleasuring the dragon. Ignoring her weeping slit that ached to be filled, she concentrated on gratifying the beast. Alice felt his cock pulsating in her mouth. Pride blossomed inside her while she prepared to accept his dragon fire down her throat. Damiul growled, his body jerking against her face. His grip tightened in her hair as he forced her head down and deposited his hot, sticky semen down her throat.

The dragons essence warmed her stomach as she swallowed the seemingly never-ending flow of seed. The taste of him made her tongue tingle, and she ached to be filled. She looked into his eyes as the wave of his orgasm caused him to cry out, contorting his face with sweet agony. Alice longed for him to be on top of her, with that very expression carved upon his face.

The Possession Damiul gritted his teeth as he looked down at the one who freely gave herself to

save her village. He loved how the ruby red lips formed an oval that stretched over his cock. It turned him on even more to see her on her knees, her eyes looking into his. Almost as quickly as hed come, his balls seemed to fill again and his cock remained hard. He could do this for hours, days, even. Damiuls need for sex and dominance continued to grow, but he stifled it for as long as he could because he wanted to pleasure her too. He cursed himself at the thought. This human could not be trusted and was only here for his pleasure. Why should he care if she was satisfied? At first, hed thought killing her would ease the loss of his kind, but having her kneeling before him was a reward he intended to reap. He wanted to make her paytake his frustration and hatred of humans out on her while he fucked her into oblivion. Hed kept his promise and his brothers, despite their protests, swore theyd never attack the village again. For that, hed take it out of her ass for the rest of her days. Hed even thought of paying a sorcerer to make her immortal, so she could not escape him in death. With a smile, he shared his intentions with her. Since youre a descendant of the Keepers, you will reside with me for the rest of your days, pleasuring me. Your ancestors have raped, pillaged, and tormented my family for years, Alice bit back sharply. She looked up at him in anger. They only retaliated when your brethren continued slaughtering them senselessly. Ive heard the stories, she snapped angrily. Damiul spoke with ease as he defended his family. If youre familiar with the stories, then you know that not all dragons were set on killing innocent victims. My father befriended a human, one of your direct descendants, and was betrayed! The dragon felt his temper rising as he recalled the day his father had been slaughtered by the swift sword of a Keeper. I never knew I was descended from the Keepers, she said with regret. My parents died when I was a child. So, that excuses you from punishment? Damiul asked harshly.

He smiled as he helped the fair-skinned, raven-haired beauty to her feet. His original intentions had been to consume her the moment she stepped foot into his castle, but something about her intrigued him greatly. Even now, she had the face of an angel and a body forged from sin. Perhaps it was her admirable courage. From what hed observed, no other woman would dare sacrifice herself to one of his kind. Never had his feelings or desires run amok for a human woman. To him and his brethern, they were merely pawns. Not Alice. She was different. He led her over to the four-poster bed and forced her down on her back. His patience was wearing thin, for it was not in his nature to take his time with any female. The fire within him had to be released lest he explode. Damiul caressed Alices full, round globes and was almost thrown off-guard as a silky mewl escaped her lips. She liked what he was doing to her and loved how he commanded her to bow down before him in servitude. Just knowing that pleased him and made his cock stiffen painfully. He was rough, and she loved it. That shocked him severely. He rolled a nipple between his thumb and forefinger before tugging at it. Precum dripped from the tip of his dick when she cried out. He growled, fighting the primal urge to impale her on his cock and thrust inside her until the sun rose. His hand slowly crept to the treasure between her thighs and he thought shed leap off the bed. He watched through hooded eyes as she bit her lips with erotic desire. Hmm. His forefinger brushed against her clitoris as curiosity niggled at him. No one has ever done this to you? Gently, he pinched the nubbin between his fingers as she released a shriek. Her hips lifted off the bed and soon, her desire became his. I asked you a question. No, Alice said breathlessly. Oh nonot like this. He watched her eyelids flutter as his finger dipped inside her drenched cunt. He groaned as dark thoughts crossed his mind. He wanted to bind her. Fuck her. Hard and without mercy. He tried banishing the dark, sinister, and raw images from his mind, but he could not. He wanted her vulnerable. Legs spread and needy pussy available, just for him. To see Alice bucking beneath him, exuding little to no control, was enough to make him

explode on the spot. What he wantedneeded was for her to accept his cock and be taken while allowing him to hear how aroused she was by the intensity of their lovemaking. Thoughts of her ancestors annihilating his kind two hundred years ago made him burn with rage. Too bad she hadnt known until recently she was a descendant of the Keepers. Hed punish her just the same. Damiul smiled as he looked down at the feast spread before him. Her juices clung to the soft black curls between her thighs, tempting him to drink from her. He sensed her tensing as he spread her engorged petals and examined her closely. Her fear and pleasure engulfed him as he bent down to flick his tongue across her flesh. So sweet, he breathed before plunging his tongue inside her cunt. Greedily he drank from her, stopping every so often to nibble her clit. Again, his tongue delved into her as Alice gasped. Damiul growled deep in his throat, pressing his mouth hard against her plump, hot pussy. Satisfaction drilled into him as she writhed against his face while moaning her pleasure. His cock felt like it would explode as he rubbed his thumb against her clit while feasting on her wetness. Alices reaction was exactly what hed hoped for. The little bitch had to be telling an untruth about never having anyone sipping her sweetness. Replacing his tongue with two fingers, he bit her inner thigh. Her orgasm slowly built, and when she was close, he ceased his actions. The control he possessed over her was worth more than gold, he thought. She wanted to beg him for more, he was sure of it, but the look in her eyes told him it would be a cold day in Hell before she gave in. Very responsive, he breathed huskily. I want you powerless, beneath me, he suggested in a low growl. Soon, Alice was spread wide. Quickly, he retrieved thick rope, binding her legs to the bedposts and spreading them farther apart. What are you doing? she demanded. No! You cant do this! If you persist in this barbaric method of lovemaking, I swear Ill scream! To Damiul, she didnt sound very convincing. Her nipples stood erect, and the juices flowed freely from her cunt. Alices musky arousal hung heavy in the air, driving him mad with each torturous moment.

I can and I will do anything I want to you, he said with a snarl while checking the ropes. He brushed the palm of his hand against her exposed flesh. Im going to fuck you, just like this, he breathed. Oh and please do scream. Scream until you pass out. He checked the ropes again before tying her upper torso, making sure the restraints encased her breasts, not in a tight fashion, but enough to titillate. No one will hear your screams, he assured her.

 The Claiming Alice struggled in vain against the tight bonds. It was no use denying the fact that she loved this. She loved having her legs spread wide and needy cunt available for the dragon that stood before her. She loved not having any control, knowing Damiul could do whatever he wanted with her in this position. On the flip side, she despised the fact that she had to lie here and take it. She wanted him stuffed inside her, as far as hed go. This position was bittersweet. Intense carnal desires gnawed at her body, and at the same time, frustration poured out of her. I hate you! she said with as much force as she could. Damiul smiled evilly. No, my sweet. You dont hate me. You hate the fact that you must only lie there and accept the fucking that ensues, in all its intensity. He mounted her, allowing his body to brush against hers. Alice tried lifting her hips off the bed to meet him, but she couldnt. The thick bed of hair decorating Damiuls chest tickled her sensitive nipples as he gyrated against her womanly treasure. Alice moaned as her juices dripped from her pussy and onto the bed covers. She was wet all over. The fierce heat emanating from him made her wonder if shed go up in flames. She also flirted with an overwhelming desire to rouse the dragons temper. The idea of him using her ignited every nerve ending within her body. The very thought made her want to submit to him for the rest of her life. Perhaps life as a concubine to the creature wouldnt be so bad. Beg me! he demanded. Tell me what you needwhat you want from this dragon! he growled before gripping the tender flesh just beneath her earlobe between his teeth. No! Id rather die than beg you. Youre nothing but a monster, a blood-thirsty beast! The Keepers should have destroyed all of you! Alice blinked as Damiul wrapped a large hand around her throat just before thrusting deep inside heronce. He withdrew and slammed into her again, sinking balls

deep into her cunt. The deeper he thrust into her, the more he tightened his grip around her neck. You will be sorry for speaking those words, I promise you, wench. When Im finished fucking you, Im going to make you suck your own juices from my cock. Damiul fucked Alice a few times before every muscle in her body began to twitch at that thought. She gasped a few times after hed released his grip. The erotic asphyxiation brought her to the cusp of orgasm, until Damiul ceased his actions. I know you are so close sweet Alice, you want to come hard, dont you? Slowly he thrust in and out of her as she struggled for dominance. He stopped halfway in and halfway out before thrusting inside her one more time. He hissed while enjoying denying her the much-needed orgasm. Beg me. Make things easier for yourself, love. Oooh. Alices head thrashed from side to side. Her legs were sore and so were her arms, due to how tightly he had bound her. Her muscles continued straining against the ropes. Okayplease, Damiul! Please untie me! If I were to do that, Ill only place you in another demanding position. Alice clenched her eyes shut. She was sure no other position could be as painful as this one. She weighed her options heavily. Surely this type of restricted sex act was forged in Hell. Does it matter? Youll just do whatever you want to me anyway. She was testing the waters. Honestly, her limbs could use more tenderness. Yes, it matters. Damiuel paused briefly before withdrawing from her body. Had she witnessed a flicker of regret in those amber depths? Did the winged creature experience remorse? No, it was impossible, according to some people in her village. There had been so many tales and legends regarding the beasts, and no story ever told of dragons being capable of feeling regret for their insidious actions. As soon as he freed her, she slapped him hard across the face. A puff of smoke released from his nostrils as he fisted both hands in her thick hair, crushing his mouth to hers. Now youre vexing my temper, he warned. Dont ever do that again. Ignoring his warning, Alice tried slapping him again, but he caught her hand in midair.

Yes. You need to be fucked again, he teased. In a heated, frenzied erotic dance of lust, they kissed as though their existences depended on it. Damiuls tongue forced its way into her mouth, and she willingly accepted until he broke the connection. I want to fuck you, he demanded. You need to be fucked! Hard! Fast! Youve already fucked me. Alices breath was stolen from her as the dragon slipped behind her. He hissed while pressing his hot body against hers. She looked down and thought shed seen scales move beneath his skin. Bend over, he commanded. No. This human loves flirting with death, Damiul suggested. If youre going to keep me here forever, I may as well have some things on my terms. He pushed her face into the silken bed covers before taking her from behind. With each thrust, he entwined his fingers in her hair until she cried out in pleasure. As her cries increased, so did his poundings. You have no terms here, wench, he growled while impaling her on his cock. Then I will go back to my village. He thrust hard into her, forcing her face into the bed covers. You can never go back, Damiul admitted in a raspy voice as he continued fucking Alice. You are now tainted in the eyes of your people. Youve lain with a beastno human male will ever have you. Surely this bothers you? Yes, Alice cried out as their bodies smacked together in the candlelit bedchambers. He laughed wickedly, sending a chill down her spine. Does it excite you to know Ive defiled you in the eyes of your village folk or that I can do the things no human man can do to you? Oh God, yes! she cried out at the top of her lungs as Damiul painfully squeezed both nipples while biting her neck. Fuck me, please! It felt good to let that out, she thought as she rode the wave of a much-needed orgasm. Still breathing heavily, she lay down on her side as the dragon stared down at her. No rest for you, sweet Alice.

She lifted her head off the pillow. Please, I need time. Damiul chuckled and pulled her close to him. Of course you do. He stroked Alices soft skin. You belong to me and no one else. Do you understand? I belong to no man, Alice said aggressively. The dragon laughed heartily. You are definitely a challenge, he said. One that Im sure will keep me on my toes for the rest of my existence. A smile curved Alices lips as she tried imagining their future together. Her curiosity had grown to new heights, and she finally came to question the true intentions of her ancestors. Tell me, Damiul. What really happened all those years ago? Did my ancestors kill your kind? I would never tell an untruth. My father, and many others were cruelly slain by the hands of your ancestors. In their quest for obtaining new lands, they saw us as threats, creatures not equal to themselves. Damiul shook his head. It would have been one thing had they actually challenged us to war, but it was utter madness when they slaughtered sleeping dragons in caves. Alice studied the mans eyes, only to see centuries worth of angst. She touched his arm lightly. Im sorry, she assured him as guilt twisted in her gut. Im so sorry for your loss over the years. She hung her head in shame at how her ancestors and those within her village had labeled her dragon lover and his kind. He smiled briefly. How could you have known? Id never realized the Keepers werent honest about their long-ago actions, for we knew many who were sympathetic and assisted us through the dark times. Why did you and your brethren attack my village? Damiuls eyes glowed softly. I wanted nothing more than to instill fear and despair in your village. The euphoric feelings we experienced as we attacked every few months more than made up for our losses. At least, that was how I felt in the beginning. After time, it became pointless. Ive come to terms with the past and wanted to move on. Unfortunately, at that time, my brothers werent so easily convinced. Your brothers obeyed you, thankfully. It took some persuading on my part, hence the reason we spoke with Laird Brodgar. I wanted you for myself. His voice was a low growl. Yes. I had always known

you to be a descendant of the Keepers. Ive secretly watched you for most of your life. His eyes narrowed. You never knew that, did you sweet Alice? Butwhy? At first, I wanted to kill you. I wanted to be the one who ended the line of the Keepers. It would have been revenge at its best. End the line while avenging my fathers death. Somehow, you must have bewitched me. I assure you, I am no witch, Alice huffed. No, you arent. But youve captured my heart, Damiul admitted reluctantly as he cupped her face. I tried my best to hate you, but I cant. If anything, its just the opposite. His brows furrowed as he struggled with his words. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive such a monster. Theres nothing to forgive, she said breathlessly as his mouth descended upon hers. After they kissed, she sighed and snuggled closer to her dragon lover. Youve only confirmed my suspicions and perhaps I should be the one to ask for forgiveness. Nothing else matters now, Damiul murmured as he possessively held her against his body. I want you with me and only want to concentrate on a future of our own. Before she drifted off to sleep, Alice sighed. Yes. A future of our own sounds good.

The End