M/F ~ Age Gap ~ PNR ~ BDSM ~ Dragon Shifter & Human Virgin

He’s spanking my ass…

…and I like it.

Becca

My skin tingled from the pain inflicted on my bare ass. I couldn’t believe this dragon shifter had just spanked it.

But I had liked it. And I guess my best friend had anticipated it.

It wasn’t my idea to wear this underwear tonight. It was Dora’s. She said she would make sure that I would see some action tonight.

We were supposed to head into this bar that foreigners frequented. She was right that I was going to get something tonight, although I highly doubted that this was what she had pictured. My ass was bare in front of at least a dozen men in suits.

Or was it dragons in suits?

Dragon-men in suits?

But none of that was any weirder than the fact that I was actually enjoying this.

I was too turned on to think about where I was or who I was with just now.

Yes, I was a virgin before all of this. I hadn’t even received my first kiss yet. But his hand was both gentle and rough, which I was slowly realizing was what I wanted with my first sexual partner.

And I wondered whether this man — Maddox — would be that person. I moaned louder when I felt a warm, stinging palm strike me again. I knew I was soaking wet already. And I barely registered that these dragons could probably see or smell my arousal, which only turned me on even more.

I turned my body a little bit to the side, so I could look at my punisher.

Maddox.

His name sounded so weird, yet also so masculine, to my ears.

I wondered whether he would want to kiss me after this.

Would a sane man ever want to kiss someone who gets aroused from being watched?

And could I still call him a man when I already knew that he was also a dragon?

I flinched when a claw grazed my skin.

Could he also read my mind?

Was that one of his many powers?

I was beginning to realize how interested I was in him. I was still scared of him, but I also wanted to know him better. If only those silver eyes could translate more than coldness, I could probably understand him better or even connect with him.

I smiled at him, but his face remained impassive. I suddenly remembered Dora and the promise that I had half-heartedly made with her.

It was something about taking more risks, being more adventurous, and losing my virginity.

I wondered if she would be proud of me now. If I had to admit it to her, I was a bit happy that I was doing this, finally coming out of my shell and–

“Ohh,” I moaned, as Maddox’s palm came down on my ass cheek again.

The feeling of his palm was different this time, rougher, as if he’d shifted just enough to sprout some claws and scales on the limb. Even so, I just felt the barest bite of the sharp talons against my nude flesh, but I could still feel no blood on my skin.

He was good at this.

“Do you think it’s enough?” he asked me.

I met his cold eyes and shook my head.

“No. I deserve more.”

I wanted more, I thought, but didn’t add. His companions cheered me on.

“Stay still,” he commanded me.

And I did.

I could hear him moving around, looking for something. Then he returned to me, pulling this long chain from a nearby desk. Maddox wrapped the links around my hands, and his hand returned to my bare behind again.

But this time, more hands joined in. Some were human hands; others were hard and scaly like Maddox’s. But only his hand and his claws left an imprint on me.

Maybe his companions were merely playing around, or maybe it was a rule with their kind. I didn’t care because I knew which hit was his, and I could focus on that and on him.

I found myself thinking about where I was again. I should be scared. That was how I usually reacted to all new things– with fear.

But as more hands pinched my butt and hit me, all my defenses fell away.

Why should I give in to fear when I could also choose to enjoy the attention and desire that I was experiencing?

Somehow, I could tell that I was turning them on. I was making Maddox want me, and that was enough reason for me to focus on the pleasure of this experience.

Besides, what if this was the first and last time that I would experience this?

Wasn’t that something that I should cherish?

I bit my lip when Maddox’s hand landed harder on my ass. Most of the others were only caressing me now, stopping just before my wetness, taunting me.

It all felt so good at once that I wanted to urge them to do more, but a part of me also wanted to enjoy this moment with Maddox alone. So, I kept quiet, just relinquishing the caresses and hits.

But just as I was settling in, moaning and pushing my ass closer to them, they all stopped.

I groaned, not being able to hold myself back.

Maddox appeared in front of me, unlocking the chains. Then, he carried me in his arms again. I met his eyes, but all I saw was their cold silver color staring back at me.

Would I ever be able to understand him?

He left the room and turned to go downstairs, beckoning for me to follow.

“Playtime’s over, my pet. For now, you have to wait for me here until my meeting is done.”

We entered a dungeon-like room filled with chains on the ceiling and walls. There was also a wooden table in the middle of everything, with straps on its sides.

I had never read erotica in my life, but I was perfectly aware of what this was. It wasn’t for prisoners, because it was a sex dungeon.

Maddox had brought me here.

Did that mean that he would be playing with me alone later?

I felt like it wasn’t just wishful thinking, but I also didn’t know what to expect from him.

What if he only brought me here so his companions could come down here and play with me, one by one?

I bit my lip, chastising myself for entertaining negative thoughts again. I couldn’t explain it, but some feeling deep inside me trusted him.

Maddox set me down on the table, then grabbed a set of chains from underneath it. He cuffed me again and then lifted me up.

He placed me off on one side and reached upward. There were hooks on the ceiling with chains dangling off them. He pulled them down and linked my cuffs to them.

Once I was settled, he lifted my blouse and reached for my erect nipples. He pinched and pulled one and then he grinned at me.

“Don’t go,” I pleaded.

I wanted more.

Please give me more, I wanted to beg.

But I didn’t know the rules, and I didn’t want him to get mad and leave me.

Maybe he’d never even come back.

“Be a good pet, then. And I will reward you later,” he whispered and pinched the other nipple before he turned and left the room.

He left me hanging there, and all I wanted was for him to return and touch me again.

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