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The Dragon and the Princess

By Danyealle ( 1st, f/mystical beast )

Curled up in her deep, soft feather bed, Princess Aurora slept deeply, dreaming of the new dress that her father had promised her. Like most Princesses, she didn't have a care in the world, and led a life of privilege, nothing ever worried her. Things that caused major explosions in the outside world were never mentioned to her, so she knew nothing of what went on in the kingdom. News that a great dragon had been spotted in the nearby mountains had never reached her ears, since her father and mother had decided that it might be too stressful for her.

A dragon in a kingdom was worse than the people thought. Most thought that it meant that they would lose some livestock and the wild game went into hiding. True, that did happen, but that was not the worst of it. A dragon only hung around when there was a princess of age and still pure. Dragons could get food anywhere, so they roamed constantly, very rarely staying in one place for long. But if there was a princess in the area, they stayed, waiting for their chance to claim the prize. Above their hordes of gold, princesses were valued more than anything else - especially a princess who was a pure and untouched, a virgin.

In her deep sleep, Aurora didn't hear the sharp talons scraping the stones outside her tower bedroom. So when the scaly, red claws snatched her from her bed, she woke with a start, and didn't have a chance to scream for help before being hoisted out the window and carried off in the clutch of the gigantic, flying beast.

She struggled in vain, screaming loudly for rescue, but to no avail. The great, red beast was flying fast, high above the land, and no one could hear her. Even if they could have, there really wasn't anything that could be done to save her; their weaponry was too crude to bring down the fully-grown dragon in flight.

Not long after snatching the princess, the dragon landed at the mouth of the cave he used as home, deep in the nearby mountain range, high on the largest peak. Still clutching the frightened and shaking girl, he crawled deep into the cave to the area he used as his living space. Gently putting her down on a huge bed, covered with many animal skins, he retreated slightly and sat back on his haunches, golden, silted eyes bright, looking at his most beautiful prize.

She scooted backwards until her back was tight against the cave wall, and clutched her knees to her chest, trembling all over, eyes wide with fear. Terrified didn't even come close to describing what she was feeling. Never in her life had she been in danger and nothing she had ever been taught prepared her for it. The beast was HUGE, probably 20 feet tall with a wingspan twice that. His body was a deep, blood-red, with gold ridges here and there. The underside of his scaly, leathery wings was gold, and his huge, elongated head had gold ridges on it. On, for lack of better words in her vocabulary, his hands and feet were long, dagger-like, golden claws that looked razor-sharp and perfectly capable of ripping flesh to ribbons.

"Don't fear pretty one, I won't harm you unless you give me cause." He said to her in a deep, rumbling voice, like a thunderclap, but kept it calm and what he hoped was soothing.

Eyes widening, she scrunched up further to the wall, shaking violently. "Let me go!" She said in her most haughty, commanding voice.

Smiling slightly, he shook his massive head. "I will Princess, but not just yet." His voice was a low, deep growl, like a sharp roll of thunder, but not uncultured or menacing, just deep.

"I command you to let me go!" she demanded, trying to keep the fear out of her voice. Usually when she used this tone, people snapped to attention and did what she commanded. But this time it didn't work. Really, she hadn't expected it to, but she felt that she should use everything she could think of to untangle herself from this most difficult situation. Despite what he had said, she was sure he was going to eat her, for in her naïveté that was the worst possibility that came to her mind.

Inching a bit forward, his mouth curved up into a small smile that looked more menacing than he had hoped because it showed more of his great, sharp teeth. "Princess Aurora, I will let you go, you have my most noble word of honor on that. Great Lord Serephin of the High Council of the Dragons does not break his word of honor to anyone. The only way any harm will come to you is if you strike out first. I assure you, most beautiful Princess, my intent is not to harm a hair on your pretty head."

Blinking rapidly, she stared up at him, mouth agape. His words and manner of speaking were like the noble men and women she was in regular contact with. She hadn't expected that. She hadn't expected a great beast such as this to be able to speak at all as a matter of fact! Swallowing around the lump of fear lodged in her throat, she said softly, "What is it you want then? Why have you taken me, if it is not to eat me?"

Inching slowly forward, being sure to be deliberate with his moves so as not to frighten her any more than she already was, he smiled at her, trying to be reassuring and calming, "Nothing that will cause you great harm, beautiful Aurora. As a matter of fact I will do everything within my power for it to be pleasurable for you."

Keeping an ever-watchful eye on his progress, she shivered a bit, "But what is it you are wanting from me? Money? I am sure my father would give you all you want in exchange for my safe return."

Stopping at the edge of the great bed, he looked down into her frightened eyes and shook his head, "Money is not what I want. No, I have more gold and treasures than I will ever know what to do with in my lifetime." Reaching out, he traced one golden claw down her cheek softly, like a caress, and smiled. "All I want is your innocence, sweet one, nothing more than that. And I will not take it without your consent. I am not fool enough to hurt or damage something so special by brute force. As I said before, I will not hurt you."

Being very sheltered in the ways of the world and men specifically, she did not understand his euphemism and to what it referred. But, after a moment or two of thought, she decided to take him at his word and agree. She was sure that was the only way that she would ever see her home and her parents again. Looking up into his golden eyes, she gave a dramatic sigh, "I agree to it if you PROMISE that when it is over you will take me home again."

A wide smile curved his lips and he nodded to her, "Indeed Princess, you have my word on that. When we are finished, I will take you home and not cause you any harm. As a matter of fact, if we hasten to the task, so to speak, you can be back in your bed before anyone knows you are gone."

Resigned, she shrugged her dainty shoulders, "I most reluctantly agree. Shall we get on with it then?" Again, she still wasn't sure what this 'innocence' thing was that he wanted so badly, but felt that whatever it was, it was worth giving up for her freedom.

Easing his great bulk onto the bed beside her, he reached out and ran his claws gently through her silken tresses, feeling their softness against the rough scales of his hands. Giving her a soft kiss on her forehead, he took one of her dainty hands in his and ever so gently pulled her onto his lap, putting one of his massive hands gently against the small of her back.

She was tense as a tightly-coiled spring, but trying to disconnect herself from what was going on, she let her mind wander away to think of the things in her life she most enjoyed.

Holding her gently to his massive chest, he let one clawed hand wander softly down of the soft hills of her breasts to her flat stomach then down one leg, feeling her soft flesh under the nightdress she wore. Excitement raced throughout his body as he touched the tender innocent flesh, his long cock starting to poke out the sheathed slit that housed it between his legs.

Gently, he ran his huge, rough hand under the hem of the nightdress and let it wander up her bare leg, feeling her skin goose-pimple under his touch. He could feel her tense up and heard the soft gasp she let out when he touched her bare flesh. Gently, he pulled her closer to his chest and kissed her on the forehead then gradually worked his way down until he kissed her ever so softly on the lips. His upward movement stopped until he felt the kissing had sufficiently distracted her. Then, he resumed it, letting his hand gently move upwards until he felt the lacey, frilly edge of her panties.

Flicking out his long, snake-like tongue, he slid it into her mouth as he kissed her, capturing her attention enough that he was able to get her panties down and off before she knew what he had done. Ever so gently, he put one finger up against her down-covered slit and let the claw trace up and down ever so softly a few times before centering it against her clit and starting to gently rub it.

She gasped into his mouth, her hands flying to his chest, clutching it with shaking fingers. She'd never known pleasure like this before! It was indescribable! Her whole body quivered and shook as sharp bolts of pleasure coursed through her body, seeming to set it afire.

Wrapping one arm around her, he pulled her closer to his chest, rubbing her back softly as he continued to stroke his claw around her now throbbing nub, feeling it quiver slightly against his touch. He could feel her trembling and shivering against him as he gave her, for the first time in her sheltered life, pleasure she had never known.

Unable to help herself she started moaning into his mouth, kissing him back passionately, and letting her legs fall slightly more open. She was unsure of what exactly he was doing, but she knew she didn't want him to stop! She wasn't sure that it could feel any better than it did now, but she was most eager to find out!

He broke off the kiss and gently rested his chin on her head, feeling her shaking harder and now hearing her gasp and moan softly. Gently, he reached down with his other hand and drew up her night-dress until it was pooled around her waist, exposing the whole of her crotch. He had done this many times before in his long life and knew just how to go about it so as to make the experience as pleasurable as he could for the inexperienced girl and not cause her any pain.

His cock had become fully erect and poked wholly out of its sheath, throbbing a bit, a golden fluid dripping from the head of it. It was longer, much longer, than the average human male's member, but it was much thinner, only an inch around at its widest point, having no head like the human's either, just a long, thin shaft. He knew he would hurt her far less than the average human male when he penetrated her.

Shifting her around slightly, his hand still working feverishly on her clit, he put his cock to the entrance of her virgin hole and rubbed it around, waiting. When he felt the deep, persistent throb in her crotch that signaled the first orgasm of her life, he eased it carefully into her silken sheath. While her body was wracked with wave after wave of pleasure, tensing and relaxing as she, for the first time in her life, experienced the onrush of adult pleasures, he captured her innocence.

Unable to control herself, she dug her short nails into his scaly chest and screamed loudly as spasm after spasm of the most intense feelings of pleasure she had ever known seemed to envelope her entire body, making her gasp for air and quiver all over. She was so wrapped up in the intensity of the whole thing that she didn't even feel his thin cock slide into her and break through her maiden-head.

His finger never stopped, even after her orgasm ebbed away, softly rubbing her clit, bringing her again and again to orgasm until she was just a writhing mass of flesh on his lap, gasping and wailing loudly, skin covered in sweat. He thrust his cock in and out of her gently the whole time, building himself up to an intensity of orgasm he could only achieve with a pure virgin princess.

Finally, she tensed up and let loose a blood-curdling scream as a massive multiple orgasm over took her, making her shake violently. Her tight, virgin hole spasmed around his cock, setting off his own orgasm. Since he had gone through this before, he was able to keep himself from bellowing in pleasure and frightening her as his golden fluid flooded into her, over-filling her vagina, and flowing down her thighs.

He held her closely and stroked her sweaty flesh as she calmed and came off her cloud. His cock softened and slid back into its sheath, out of sight. He was sure she had no idea that she had just given him her virginity. She only knew the pleasure he had given her. Soon, she fell asleep in his arms, snoring softly, skin still glistening with beads of sweat.

When she was deeply asleep, he gently lay her on the bed and used a wet cloth to clean her until that no signs of what they had done were visible. After that he picked her up and flew her back to the castle, putting her in her room, as if she had never been away. Kissing her gently on the forehead he left her asleep, and smiled as he flew off out of the kingdom.

This story is dedicated to Dragon. For so long he has listened to me rant and rave about things, held my hand (figuratively) when I was having problems, given me so much praise that I was sure my head would swell so much that it would not fit through a door, inspired and coaxed things out of me and generally helped me mature my writing by giving me the feedback I needed. For his tireless work, for all the writers under his wing, he is an unsung hero for a lot of us. This is for you, Dragon, SURPRISE! (wink)