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The explorer had expected to find something interesting in this cave, definitely, but he certainly hadn't been on the lookout for a lovingly restored and lavishly furnished set of cliffside ruins. The walls around him are a combination of natural rock and stone brick, blended with care and clear talent - but the responsible artist is nowhere to be found. The explorer wonders whose home he's wandered into, and how fast he should wander back out.
By the time the thought occurs to him, it's already too late. "Well, it's been a moment since I've had a visitor!" a jovial voice greets him from the cave entrance. He whips around only to be met with not a human but a large, bipedal dragon with rough scales in a beautiful sage-green. His front and lower jaw are plated in a paler green, and the enormous talons on his broad hands and feet - paws? - are dull silver. Thick horns in the same silver arch away gracefully from his skull. His wide, blunt snout would likely translate to human features as a strong chin - but that's about the only human thing, aside from the bipedality, that the explorer can get out of him.
"Now, I will say, most of your kind are here to steal when they end up finding my home," the dragon says sternly, placing his hands on his hips and looking down his nose at the explorer. "Have you already decided to be a thief, or can I escort you from the premises without incident?"
The explorer swallows. He knows he'd have no chance against a dragon his size, much less one built like a fucking mountain, tall and broad-shouldered and thick . He's lucky he hadn't touched anything, and he insists upon as much, holding up his hands in a display of innocence.
The dragon looks him up and down. "Well, at least there's that, but I will remind you that it's quite rude to wander into someone's home without at least introducing yourself," he says. "Regardless of your intentions, you usually at least knock first." He glances at the cave doorframe. "Though I will concede that I have no door, which makes knocking difficult."
The explorer swallows again, then apologizes for trespassing and asks if he can leave.
"Hm. Normally I would be tempted to simply let you go, but I've been in a strange mood recently," the dragon says thoughtfully, furrowing his brow. "I'll consider letting you go without repercussions so long as you have the grace to apologize properly ."
The explorer asks what a proper apology looks like, eager to keep his head on his shoulders, and the dragon narrows his eyes. "It would certainly help if you were dressed more fittingly," he says. "An apology is a display of vulnerability, you know. It's a humble thing." He walks into his home and catches the explorer by the shoulder, steering him deeper into the cave. "Come. If I'm assigning you a task, it would at least be courteous of me to provide the materials to complete it."
The explorer meekly follows along. It's not like he has any other choice - the dragon's hand alone almost envelops his shoulder entirely. Luckily, the dragon doesn't seem bent upon punishing the explorer, and instead stations him in the center of a room far away from the entrance before digging around in some wardrobes and chests of drawers. "Mm, it's been a while since I've used one of these, but I'd like something less flashy than the standard," he murmurs thoughtfully. "I know I have a silver one around here somewhere - ah, here." He emerges from his neatly-organized hoard holding a hinged silver collar with a clasp in the front. There's an open padlock and key dangling from it. "This would make an apology more effective."
The explorer wants to ask why, but doesn't dare. He hasn't gotten any sense of malice from the dragon so far, but for someone this powerful, he doesn't want to risk it.
He's barely raised the collar to his neck before the dragon stops him. "Excuse me, did I say you could be wearing anything else?" he says sternly. He snaps his fingers (claws?). "If you'd like to be a polite guest, it would behoove you to pay closer attention to the dress code."
That makes the explorer hesitate, but the dragon's strong gaze pins him in place until he gives in. Slowly, hoping the dragon will change his mind, he takes off his clothes one article at a time, acutely aware of the dragon's eyes on him the entire time, scrutinizing him inch by inch. When his clothes are in a pile on the floor at his feet, he finally puts the collar around his own neck, and it clicks closed at his throat. He holds the padlock and key in one hand.
"Oh, you know that's not the entire piece," the dragon says, mildly chastising the explorer. "If I'm offering you something to wear, it doesn't make sense to only wear half of it, now, does it?"
The explorer has to concede that it doesn't make much sense. He slips the padlock into place and clicks it shut, then just stands there, holding the key.
"See, there you go. At least you're a quick learner, hm?" the dragon says, his eyes sparkling. "Now, come to me and kneel."
The explorer obeys, trying to avoid being punished for trespassing.
"Good boy. Give me the key."
For a reason the explorer can't pin down, his stomach sinks. He reaches up to hand the key to the dragon, who promptly pops it into his mouth, chewing and swallowing like he'd just been handed a tasty appetizer. "There, that's better," he says satisfiedly. "We won't be needing that anymore, not with how long a proper apology will take."
The explorer asks how long that is, trying not to let his voice shake too much. He's also trying not to squirm or shift his legs, doing his best to ignore and disguise the way his cunt is responding to the dragon's orders.
"Well, it's hard to tell," the dragon says, grinning mischievously. "Depending on if you obey me, you could pay for your transgressions within a few months, or it could be years." He beckons to the explorer. "Up, and follow me."
The explorer follows the dragon out of the room and deeper into the mazelike cave he calls home. It remains exquisitely restored and crafted the entire way through, including the small room he leads the explorer into. There are silver shackles embedded into the wall on one side. "You'll be staying here," the dragon says. "I can provide you with amenities, if you wish, but orders from me will supersede your own leisure. Do you understand?"
The explorer meets the dragon's golden eyes and nods quickly.
"Good boy." The dragon smiles, then takes hold of the explorer's jaw, turning him this way and that to inspect him. "You are turning into an obedient little thing quickly, aren't you? It's rare to have enthusiasm for something like this."
The explorer stutters and stumbles over his words, trying to find an excuse, but the dragon stops his rambling by pressing a talon to his lips. "No need to explain yourself," he says idly. "The only thing that matters is serving me, isn't that right?" The explorer nods. "Wonderful, I'm so glad you understand. How kind of you to be willing to help."
Suddenly, the dragon secures a grip around the explorer's waist and lifts him bodily from the ground. The explorer gasps, wondering if he's about to get eaten anyway, but the dragon doesn't bare his teeth - instead, he pulls the explorer's legs apart and holds him against his chest, rubbing something up against him from below. "I don't know if you'd inferred my intentions by now, but I do hope you were aware this is the kind of service I need," he purrs, teasing the explorer almost gently. The explorer, breathing quickly, nods and confirms that he had his suspicions. "Ooh, you're intelligent. That's admirable." The dragon sinks the tip of his cock into the explorer, tapered and smooth, and the explorer whimpers. "Unfortunately, I don't know that you'll remain so capable by the time I'm done with you."
The dragon holds the explorer in place while he thrusts up into him, focusing solely on burying himself deeper. The explorer whines and spreads his legs more, offering the dragon easier access. "That's a good boy, so willing to please," the dragon says in a low voice as the explorer clenches around him. "Mm, little toy...you are tight, aren't you? I look forward to changing that." He grunts and holds the explorer more firmly. The explorer's body welcomes him. "I am a dragon, you know, and dragons hoard many things. You have no idea what I can do to you, just how I can play with you." He drags a long, hot tongue up the explorer's neck, and the explorer shudders. "And I can do anything I want to you, isn't that right?"
The explorer nods, his eyes fluttering shut. The dragon laughs quietly. "How considerate of you to give in so easily. While I do enjoy breaking a feisty toy every now and then, it's always a welcome reprieve to find someone who offers such a handsome apology." He huffs through his nose. His talons dig into the explorer's skin, just slightly. "Ah, sweet little thing...so small, so pliant. I believe we may come upon an obstacle in just a moment."
The 'obstacle' in question is the explorer's cervix. Concerningly, the dragon doesn't seem to think it's as impassable as it should be. Instead of continuing with his slower, more controlled thrusts, he meets it - and immediately starts in with brutality, violently ramming into it over and over again. The explorer makes a choked noise, his head falling back. "I'm sorry, toy, but I need to do this to break you in," the dragon growls. His voice rumbles through his chest. "I can't get enough pleasure out of you if I can't mold your body to my needs. I know it hurts, sweetheart, just bear it for a little bit. You want to be a good toy, don't you? You want to serve me?"
The explorer whines, nodding. He has to be a good toy, if he wants to stay on the dragon's good side - plus, he likes it when the dragon talks like that.
"There you go, that's right," the dragon hisses. "Just relax for me, little one. You're so small and soft in my hands...so tight around me. So weak ." His cock hammers bruises into the explorer's cervix. "Sweet little thing, so eager to please. You want to please me, don't you?"
The explorer moans wordlessly. He does, he wants to please the dragon, but he's not sure his body will ever recover if the dragon manages to break him like he seems so intent upon doing.
It doesn't matter what the explorer wants. "Good boy," the dragon says encouragingly. "Just - grh - relax a little more for me, and I can use you like I need to." He speeds up slightly. "I need to get inside of your womb, little toy. I need to ruin you. Your body was made to serve me, wasn't it? Tell me you were made to serve me."
The explorer obeys, abandoning his dignity and describing obscenely the way his body welcomes the dragon in, drawing him to this cave in the first place, hugging his cock tightly, getting wet as he secures his ownership. It doesn't matter if his cervix doesn't want to let the dragon in, because his womb was made for the dragon to claim - the dragon has no choice but to break through.
"That's exactly it, sweetheart, you understand perfectly," the dragon hisses. "Let's get this stubborn thing out of the way, why don't we?"
A few more vicious thrusts, and he makes good on his word. The explorer's cervix pops open and slides down the dragon's shaft, making him snarl loudly at the new and even tighter stimulation. The explorer, faced with a sudden onslaught of brand-new sensation, has no choice but to cum and cum hard , clenching around the dragon's cock, tensing and pulsing, responding to the presence of someone who just proved exactly how far he's willing to go in order to make the explorer's new purpose clear.
"Oh, good boy, that's my good boy," the dragon says. "So good, taking me in like that. Cumming like a good boy. Serving me should feel good, it should be the only thing that feels good." He doesn't slow down, doesn't stop, doesn't hold back - instead of pounding the explorer's cervix, he's just violating his womb directly, slamming into the top, stretching it around his own substantial length and girth, forcing the explorer's body to accommodate him. "I'll let you masturbate whenever and however you'd like, but one rule I'd like to impress upon you is that you can only cum if your womb is full. That's a sign of true ownership - I can claim the absolute deepest parts of you whenever I want, and that's what should feel better to you than anything else. Do you understand?"
The explorer struggles to think of a response, still coming down from the aftershocks of his high. His lack of acknowledgement is unsatisfactory, and the dragon grabs his jaw to force eye contact. "You're only allowed to cum when I'm filling your womb, do I make myself clear?" he growls. "You're only allowed to cum when I'm reminding you that I own you. I own every part of you. Do I make myself clear ?"
The explorer whines that yes, the dragon is making himself clear, perfectly clear.
"Good boy, sweet little thing," the dragon says. "You'd better cum while I'm breeding you, or I'll have to extend how long I'm keeping you for. I want you to cum in response to me ruining you, claiming you, showing you that I own you." He tilts his head back, letting himself get lost in the moment, in the way he's breaking this toy down so expertly. "I'm relishing this tight cunt while I can. You're not going to be nearly as tight by the time I'm done with you, but that's more fun. I want you to be destroyed. The only pleasure you can ever get is from me."
The explorer moans. His eyes roll back in his head. He begs the dragon to fill him up.
"Oh, so polite," the dragon says through gritted teeth. "How can I say no to a request like that, especially when you're behaving so well?"
With that, he holds the explorer all the way down on his cock as it twitches and pulses, painting the walls of his womb with a hot load of cum that immediately fills him to capacity. His womb swells and stretches, plugged tight by the dragon cock buried inside, and he makes pathetic helpless noises as all the rest of his organs shift out of the way to make room for his newly bloated uterus. His skin pulls tight, rounding out smoothly, swaying and jiggling with fluid. He pleads with the dragon to knock him up, claim him, ruin him.
"Don't worry, that's well within my plans," the dragon says when he finally returns to earth. He runs a taloned hand over the explorer's stretched midsection. "I've only been able to knock up a few humans here and there, but it always leaves them completely destroyed whenever they can carry a litter of young dragons to term." He smiles. "I'm glad you were easy to break. Such a sweet little thing, so obedient for me." He pulls out of the explorer's cunt, and the explorer twitches sluggishly. A thin stream of cum oozes from his fucked-open womb, but most of it remains trapped firmly inside. "If I can get any of my seed to take, you'll be more than twice as big as this by the time you have to push out my young. Mm, humans are so small...so easy to take over, to ruin."
He nuzzles the explorer's hair affectionately. "Don't worry, my delightful little pet. I'm planning to destroy you in more ways than you can imagine, and you'll be mine the entire time."