Midnight Invitation

There was an incredibly familiar magic power coming out of her choker too, something recognizable. Maybe even something I had been using for again, and again. My thoughts refused to stay on those threads though, slipping away to focus on anything else whenever I lost focus... and that was an easy thing to happen. Especially since the dragonwoman was in front of me. Her incredibly distracting self, the way lights reflected off her scales, her soft voices as she talked with the woman--all of those were an easy combination to pull me back toward her.

Oh... even if I wished to run and get away, I didn't think I could get away for long anyway. The burn within my body was growing ever stronger, still happening, and I wasn't able to even stop them from becoming hotter. My hands twitched at times, wanting to move and plunge right into my snatch and hopefully reach the peak of pleasure.

"Oh she's adorable, Mistress." Sapphire had suddenly stood in front of me, her hand so warm when she touched my chin to lift my head up; making me look right into her eyes. She looked more lucid, this close. As if the act of dominating over me--and that sent another shiver down my spine--was enough to pierce through the veil of trance and hypnosis the dragon had layered over us. "We'll definitely give her a wonderful welcome after you, Mistress. She needs to know our hospitality."

Her eyes were sharp there, as if she was excited to devour me. My stomach flipped, a soft whimper escaping my throat as she let out a low laugh--but she didn't do anything else. She let me go, and stood for a moment, that lucidity I spied within her eyes gone almost immediately.
"What a good girl you are, Sapphire." The dragonwoman leaned close to Sapphire from behind, pulling her to a hug--before she turned Sapphire's head around and did a deep kiss--I could hear Sapphire's gasp and moans, the wet sound of tongue against tongue. I whimpered, arousal building further within the pit of my stomach. "Now go, I want to handle her, and you can amuse yourself easily. Tell the others to not come until later too."

"Yes, Mistress!" She quickly answered, not a trace of that dominance before. She then turned around and left--her hips swaying deliberately, making the dragonwoman growl with appreciation.

The distraction was no longer there, but as the dragonwoman looked at me--I couldn't care about the possibility of escape. My heart thudded loudly in my ribcage, as if it was able to jump out if only it was strong enough.

Her eyes were shimmering once more, the same spiral forming again--and I was hopelessly caught. There was nothing I could do, for she had made me weak to that, turned my mind into a putty whenever I saw that... I softly whimpered as she slowly, not incredibly gently--ripped my clothes, letting the pieces fall down.

None of my focus went to that those, instead all focusing onto how the air didn't feel cold against my skin. Even if goosebumps still rose, all from the feeling of her skin against mine and not the temperature.

"Do you know what Sapphire is, pet?" She asked, a little sudden and leaving me in confusion. The moment the woman left, I couldn't help but... just forget about her as well. After all, the one who mattered would always be who was in front of me, and that was this dragonwoman right now. As well as the fact that she wanted me to not really remember much, having most of my mind be sunk within the wonderful feeling of hazy arousal. "I can see how much she doesn't seem to matter to you, what a good girl you are... letting my words sink and sink even deeper inside yourself."

Her praise made me moan within her hold, and her warmth made me shudder in pleasure. Even with my mind in pieces, I knew that she didn't exactly want me to think right now, despite the question. No, this was just another ploy of hers, something she wanted to wield to show that she's above me--even if it was hard now to think that she wasn't.

It was still easier to just follow what she wanted, and the words were easy to find, not hidden behind any fog inside my brain. "What is she--um..." I couldn't help but trail off, uncertain what I should call her. Perhaps I could have used what Sapphire had, but that didn't seem to be right in my mind right now. Wrong, even.

She smiled, one of her hands caressing my cheek for a moment. I closed my eyes and leaned to her touch, the feeling somehow spreading over me, down toward my neck and making the pit of my stomach tug in pleasant ways.

"You can call me 'Mistress', pet. Or maybe you'll find 'Owner' to be a better word to use? Do you have enough mind inside this head to even choose?" She laughed condescendingly, and yet my body burned even hotter, as if all her words were something I desperately wanted to hear. My cheeks flushed deeply as she laughed even louder, amusement dancing within her wonderful eyes. "Oh, you are adorable..."

She licked her lips, and I couldn't help the shiver that ran down my spine then. The way she looked down at me... she was a predator and I was her morsel, not even one who could try to run. No, anything's in my mind that could have done that have been wiped away--leaving me only with the instinct of a prey, and yet unable to do it. Especially with the excitement, the arousal--everything was a bit too much if I wished to try explaining anything.

But she kissed me again, and I let all of my thoughts go.

"Call me 'Owner' then pet. I have too many women calling me 'Mistress'." She said clearly, her hands easily caressing my skin and down toward my body--I pressed against her touch, against the way her nails dug slightly into me. The slight pinpricks of pain was delicious, making the fire burn hotter within me.

I was so incredibly wet, and yet there was nothing I could do except for what my Owner wanted out of me.

"Let's go, pet." Owner turned around while saying so, motioning for me to follow behind her.

There were enough parts of my mind to fight this... momentarily. The moment Owner walked a bit further, I found my feet follow almost immediately, my mind helplessly focusing only on her. On the way she moved her tail, the swish to left and right... a constant repetitive motion.

My head swayed, even as my ears were still kept opened up, ready to listen to anything.

I was glad I did when Owner eventually started speaking again.

"My talk was interrupted with telling you what your new position is. Nonetheless... Sapphire is my first one. First pet, first slave, whatever you wish to call her." She might be moving her hands around, but I found my attention pulled further and further into her tail. Into the way the scales somehow managed to reflect the light back and seemingly shimmer--and how beautiful they were, when combined with the swaying. The constant left and right...

Her words still found its way into my mind though. Saccharine sweet, cloying and clogging my mind.

"She's a cute magical girl like you as well." She smugly said, and... wouldn't she be caught?

I tried to open my mouth, to try fighting the little reins in my mind that she held. In the end, it took everything I had to even said a single, useless word. "W-what?"

For that didn't matter, and my mind sank further into the trance--and arousal build hotter inside my body.

"You are wondering why I'm still free, not fought by anyone? Just remember that when I fought in your city, and no one came to your help. You didn't have to ask for them to come--they just know they are completely outclassed, and it's easier to let a few falls under the cracks and become mine."

She still walked slowly, going through stone stairs that still felt soft beneath my feet as well as various corridors. I vaguely thought over how huge her nest was--while focusing on what she had said. At the outrage that nearly formed within my chest about the betrayal--and yet I was unable to make it build.

No, it was hard to connect to anger, to any negative emotions at this moment. The thought I should be mad was slippery, easily swirling out of the drain of my mind, and my body shuddered again in another realization. At the knowledge that I was... happy that happened, because it meant I was now hers.

My Owner's, and wasn't that so much better than being alone?

The way my body throbbed in pleasure seemed to point to yes, and every part of my mind also screamed the same--and so I agreed.

It was better.

The rein tightened.

--

The moment we arrived in my Owner's bedroom, she immediately ordered me to lay on the bed. Obeying was the easier path, and before I knew it, I had lain down on it, my legs spread to show her how wet I already was from everything.

Because the moment I stopped, not doing anything--was the moment I realized how aroused I was. At how much the trance and commands affected me. I whimpered softly, hands wishing to try something, to reach myself and maybe gave me enough pleasure to push me over the edge--but she hadn't tole me to do so, and my hands always end up freezing before they could have done anything.

Owner stayed outside the bed for now, her eyes amusedly taking in everything happening--especially at how my fingers were moving across my body, reaching down toward my waist and then... they stopped, merely giving me the barest of touch between my legs.

I whimpered, even that little caress was enough to make the fire burn just a bit hotter--I looked toward her face then, trying to give her a pleading look, that perhaps that would be enough for her to give me a reward.

"Oh? Do you perhaps want to orgasm, pet?" She whispered, walking around the bed while caressing me on my arms, running down my thighs... before she walked further, and I had no choice but to beg, for she immediately stopped her touching.

"Please--" I gasped out, the words coming easily, because right now, nothing was running in my head. None except for the desire, the want that had been building ever since she dragged me into trance for the first time on that roof. "I need it, Owner please."

Her smile grew sharper, as if the slight sadism fed her, fulfilling some parts of herself. She stepped closer, climbing up onto the bed, even as her tail swayed a little harder behind her.

"You begged so adorably that perhaps... I should allow it. But only if you manage to hold it for as long as I want you to, okay?"

I barely managed to give her my agreement before her hand plunged into me, her fingers almost immediately curling and caressing my insides in her attempt to find where I would feel the best.

"If you fail... well, punishments would be ahead of you. So... be a good girl, okay?" She purred, excitement completely coloring her words as she continued to play with me--and found wherever I was most sensitive at.

She dragged out moans and gasps so easily from me, my body tightening almost immediately against her fingers, refusing to let them go if that was possible to do--because I knew she was stronger than me, and there wasn't anything I could do if she wanted to do that.

Right now she wanted to play with me though, for I was a new toy for her to use and fool around with.

Her fingers pulled out for a mere moment before she plunged them again, over and over, even as she occasionally let them stay for a bit longer, scissoring and spreading them deeper inside me. Making me burn hotter, wanting to twist my body all around so she could have--I didn't know what, but all I knew was how much harder it was to think now.

My mind was already full of fog before, but this pleasure... they were a bog, eating and destroying every word I could have possibly made. Drool escaped from the corner of my mouth, my eyes squeezed shut with tears of pain and pleasure leaking out of them--I screamed when she brushed against something, the tip of her finger somehow touching a part within me, a bundle of nerves that made my eyes see red.

My back arched, my hands grasping the bedding until my knuckles went white--and yet she still said nothing, beyond stopping and touching the pleasurable place as much as she could. Slowly and surely doing it until I was strained and would burst if she didn't say anything just yet--and fail.

That thought made me jerk slightly, the shot of fear that passed through my body--that was cold, a balm against the agitated fire of my arousal.

"Not yet, pet." She whispered, somehow so close and against my right ear.

I wished I could curse her, but the only thing I could give was a loud wail and a sob, for she didn't want me to find relief just yet.

More and more pleasure inundated my mind, and I had to hold back. I bit my lower lip, trying my best to just use anything, all so I wouldn't disobey. The need to follow her orders buzzed within my head, a constant pressure and demand I don't know how to fight against--even if I don't know why I would want that. It was easier to submit, and that's what I did--by trying to get used to the feelings. To the sensation. The more I was used to the feeling, the less they would affect me.

Owner of course, put a stop to that. She ensured I wouldn't be able to do that, occasionally... she would slow herself, and slowly, but surely I would find myself slightly more cognizant. My head would still be full of slurry, no words able to be formed or anything else--but I would be back to the present, body tight against the pleasure and strained to near bursting.

Just a little bit more.

I had to hold on. I didn't know if I could, but I knew that was the only thing I could do. Her words still echoed in my brain, joining and melting together with everything before.

To obey her, to be good, to fall deeper and deeper into the trance, where it would be easier for her to control and command me.

I didn't know when she would finally let me go, so I forgot about the time. I ignored everything else except for the senses, ears pricked and ready for whenever she would finally allow me to reach the peak. To let myself go instead of this twist and forcibly making me hold back.

Moans, whimpers, gasps--all the various sounds escaped my throat, for I was no longer able to even hold those back. That to even try was... I didn't know. Everything was pleasure and fog, and I just wanted to have my mind blended and empty. And yet, I had to pressure myself, contorting myself so the sharp burst of lightning--the pleasure--wouldn't push me over the edge.

"So..." Owner started speaking, and I was unable to do anything except loosing another moan, a pleading sound that she ignored as she continued to talk. "I want to give you permission... but I want you to etch this in your mind. Just one, incredibly simple thing. Are you able to do it?"

Her question was dangerous. By this time, though, all I wanted was to reach the peak, the orgasm, she had hinted and teased me with--and unless I wanted to face a punishment in the near future, it seemed prudent to just... nod. To gasp out my agreement to whatever she would say next.

My eyes were squeezed shut by now, as I couldn't find any other way to hold back--except to lower any senses I had. Maybe that sharpened the touches, the way she still continued to dance within me, albeit slowed. But the tension I placed my body in was enough.

Her other hand gently caressed my skin, sending shivers dancing through all my nerves, and it was all I could do to wrangle out the moan out of my throat. Everything was too much, and I was almost unable to hold myself back anymore.

"You are my pet. Repeat and remember this, and then... I'll give you what you want." She whispered, hand gently touching my chin, an anchor I couldn't help but use. The only feeling that wasn't more pleasure...

I held onto it tightly, hands still gripping the mattress until my hands hurt, and those were more things I could focus on.

"I-I'm your pet!" I cried out, holding on by a thread.

"Etch it in your mind as you let go, pet." She whispered--and with that permission, I let loose.

Everything was swamped in the pleasure, painting my mind white with wonder. I could faintly hear a noise at the edge of my hearing, which sounded incredibly like my own voice. But that didn't matter. I let myself be swept away in the wonder and good feelings, screams coming out of me until my throat was sore.

I didn't know how long I was like that, even as I still heard my Owner's murmur--she was saying more words. More sentences that clearly designate me as her pet, as someone who needed her.

I should care for that, but that didn't matter any longer. I was hers, and I was happy to be one.

"You are mine... and so your jewel is mine too." Her whispers easily slipped into my mind, as I was finally going down from the highs of pleasure. "But don't worry, I will take care of you, just like every other one of mine..."

"Yes, Owner." I whispered, unable to really think of anything else I could say, beyond closing my eyes down as I focused on the gentle petting she was giving me.

"This reminds me that you need a new name..." She didn't take long to muse it, even as one of her hands went toward my bracelet, caressing it almost immediately. "Hm... with this metal as your bracelet... well, Palla will surely be a good one for you, isn't it?"

"Of course, Owner. Anything you want and say." I replied so easily, feeling pleasant shivers over my body from the understanding that she had named me.

That I was now hers, in all the way that mattered.

I relaxed beneath her touch, content under her care.