Chapter 148 – Dragons get the News

Aurora was the first to notice. Or at least the first to come over.

"Come on, my Lady. I think I saw a few maids go run out," Aurora says, gently pushing me forward. "They should be coming to bring something to lay Lady Tara on."

"I didn't do anything," I mumble, letting the older maid lead me through the crowd. Most are still dancing, just giving us an odd glance before returning to their conversation.

"I know," Aurora says. You would never hurt an innocent woman. We can try to get with Annoris and see if she can tell us more about what may have happened. I guess Lady Tara is pregnant now."

"Yes," I say. "My wives said it was ok."

"I know," she chuckles. Technically, you should not have gotten any women here pregnant. But that is for your wives to ensure. The Princess is heading over; she will take over this soon. Oh, and it looks like the maids are back. This way, my Lady."

Aurora steers me to the side, where I can see a few maids clearing off a table to put a pillow and some bedding down.

"Alzi," the Princess calls out. "What happened?"

"She said she was in heat and begged for a child," I say. "Next thing, my penis is inside her, and my sperm is forced out. She thanked me and then fainted in my arms."

The Princess takes the dryad from my arms so we can get to the maids a bit faster. I definitely wasn't carrying the noble correctly.

At the table, the maids start prodding the Lady, trying to wake her up. The Princess pulls out a mirror and a different face appears in it.

"Get Annoris," the Princess says. The face disappears in the mirror. A minute later, the lazy dryad shows up.

"How may I help you, your Highness," Annoris says with a bow, taking her out of view in the mirror. Why doesn't she put that effort in for me?

"This," is all the Princess says, turning the mirror to face Lady Tara.

"Hmm, yes, yes," I hear come out of the mirror. "I'm guessing Alzi got to her?"

"Yes, Lady Tara is pregnant now," Aurora says, a grimace showing on her face. Can I ask Aurora to punish Annoris for me?

"My Lady, did Lady Tara smell really nice?" Annoris asks, still facing the sleeping dryad.

"Yes," I admit.

"Well, her hair is still a little light," Annoris says. "Rare, but it seems she was ready to receive a child. She should just be sleeping so her body can get everything in order for the child she is now growing. She is a little young for this to happen, but nature can be unpredictable. If I may make a request your Highness?"

"Go ahead, Annoris," the Princess answers.

"Please don't punish her. It is amazing that she didn't run up to my Lord naked the second she saw him," Annoris says, the mirror returning to face the Princess. "The desire for a child can take over everything. I imagine most of her thoughts went to not bending over and begging like a dog the second she saw Alzi. I doubt she was thinking about the aftermath of her mating."

"I will keep that in mind, Annoris. That will be all, thank you." The Princess's reflection returns to the mirror before being put into a ring. "Put her in a bed. It seems Lady Tara will be fine soon."

"Elora, please listen to the maid," Isda says, having waddled over to us. "I will watch Alzi for the rest of the night and I think having Alzi walk the Lady off the dance floor was plenty punishing for the family. It was a medical condition, and Alzi is hard to resist."

"Fine, Alzi, please go with Isda for a bit," the Princess says before storming off. The maids wrap up Lady Tara and head off to a bedroom, leaving me with Isda and Aurora.

"Well, this way, I guess, Alzi," Isda says. Her hand wraps mine up and tugs over to the first table we were taken to. Aurora follows us over quietly. "How about you sit down, and I get in your lap? I think that would look cute."

"Sure," I tell her. Aurora pulls out a chair for us, and then we get situated. Isda sits sideways in my lap, resting her cheek on my shoulder. Aurora finds her own chair behind us.

"Thanks Alzi. I'm not sure if you see this as a punishment, but Elora has to do something for catching you getting another woman pregnant," Isda whispers.

"It's fine," I tell her, wrapping my hands around the short girl. "The dancing is a little weird, and the mana thing was terrible."

"Yes, it is all about speed," Isda says. "There is no room for love or fun. She really missed out on that. Most of our first night was hazy for me, but I loved it. The next week was a bit painful, but that night was pure bliss, Alzi. I am really happy to have you here with us. I'm just sorry you hate it so much. Sorry about the extra rules. I promise it will get better."

"You all love to say sorry," I say. "When are you going to start doing things that you don't have to apologize for?"

"We should have that all done now. The rules are made and we shouldn't have anything to add, just remove or lower the restrictions. I worked with the Princess to make sure of it," she says, pressing into me. "You're really warm and soft. Is it ok if I sleep here? The kids are doing a number on my sleep."

"Sure, I understand," I say. If she sleeps, then so can I.

"Thanks, my Love," she whispers. "The kids settle down when you're nearby, and we can't get much closer than this."

"Goodnight," I tell her. I put myself to sleep, happy I don't have to avoid the women on the dance floor.

...

"Hey, my love," Shimmer whispers into my ear. "I don't know how deep you are sleeping, but I love you. I care about you, and we are sorry."

"I just hate you a bit less than the rest," I say back.

"Fair enough," Shimmer says, resting her chin on my shoulder. "You two look really cute. If you want to keep sleeping, you can tell me, and I'll go away."

"It's fine. You like to talk," I say, looking down and finding a blanket covering Isda and me. "Thanks, Aurora."

"Happy to help my Lady," Aurora says.

"That I do," Shimmers says. "Some of the girls out there are getting a bit frustrated and I noticed it is all the women married to a man. Did you stir up some trouble in the backroom?"

"Yes," the collar forces out.

"Oh, that is beautiful. Don't worry, I won't tell, and nobody will care," Shimmer says. "The game is for the women to make the man say yes. Deals can always be made in them. Are you happy sitting back here? I can have Geta replace you in being Isda's bed."

"I'm good like this," I say. "I don't want to do that thing again."

"Yes, I am a bit surprised men say yes to it at all," Shimmer says with a kiss. "I guess, in the past, they used to do it to have some control over their lives. Now, I think they feel like it is expected that they say yes. The frustrated girls sure do make it seem that way. We may need to actually play the game with you in the future. Doing our best to keep the women from getting you. Eventually, the Princess will want to limit the women outside the family you get pregnant, and letting you run free at the parties won't let that happen."

"I wouldn't mind that," I say with a sigh. "They'll trick me into thinking I'll get sex and then have that loveless thing happen."

"Ok, I'll let the others know, and we can help keep you safe," Shimmer says, sneaking in another kiss on my cheek. "I'll let you two get some more sleep. I love you."

"Hmph."

*** Queen of the Dragonkin Phollo Ironfang ***

A loud crack fills the room after my whip finds its target. Followed by a beautiful, agonizing groan.

"Your little bitch is married now," I say to the failure of a man.

"Good for her," my pet groans out.

"Good for her!" I scream out, giving him a swift kick in the balls. His pain rings out in his cell. "Royal blood is flowing through her bastard veins! She's married to an elven princess. Another royal line has our blood in it now, and this useless thing hasn't given us a son yet."

"I don't care."

"Think I give a single shit what a pathetic worm like you thinks?!" I shout out, giving the worm a few more whips. "I don't have a son; my sister doesn't have a son; my cousin doesn't have a son. The only golden dragon with a twig and berries between their legs is you and that bastard! Fucking slipping out and getting some traitor whore pregnant."

"She deserves the kid more than you," he fucking dares to say.

"Cut it off!" I shout out.

"Sister, we can't do that yet. We need a son first," the bitch says.

"Queen!" I say with a slap. "I am the Queen, not just your sister. I want his balls removed."

"Our cousin is pregnant again. I can take him as well and try," the little thing begs.

"No, that kid better be a boy," I command.

"We are praying to the Fertility Goddess and our own for a boy," she says, holding out the rod. Half an inch thick and four inches long. The biggest yet for the worthless fucking shit I have chained up.

"Keep praying," I say, swiping the rod from her hands. "Ready to open wide?"

"Fuck you, crazy bitch," the worm spits out.

"Keep up that language, and I may just take your damn tongue," I threaten. I grab my pet's flaccid stick and grip it hard. Giving it just a bit of a twist as I aim the rod for his stupid opening. The pointed tip forces it open.

Screams fill the room as the rod glides down till it disappears down his hole, forcing the disgusting thing to stand straight.

"Just as you should be," I say, giving the stick a few test slaps. "Plugged and worthless. I'll be back in a few weeks to take it out. Need to see if we can make your seed just pour out into a bucket for us to use. You don't deserve to be inside royalty."

"Don't hurt her. Do as you please to me; just leave her alone," the lowly figure begs. Tears flow down his face.

"I'll think about it," I say, admiring my handiwork. Almost thirty years of torture have gone into this artwork. Hung up on the wall like all great art should be. Legs tied out in an ever-increasing split. Clipped wings showing what he could've had if he hadn't run out on me. Tailed chopped off and tied above him. Balls beaten red with a rod letting his dick stand straight for me. "But I think she would look perfect hanging over my throne for my harem to fuck whenever they please."