As you look up, the world around you comes to a halt. You’re mesmerised by the dragon’s shining, ember eyes. His orange, fiery mane only amplifies his piercing gaze. The beast smirks at you while looking down, tilting his head, decorated with crown-like horns.Only after you feel a tug at your neck, you wake up from your trance. The collar he put on you quickly made its presence known to you once more. It’s not tight enough to cause you harm, but tight enough to remind you with your every move who your new owner is. You feel him pulling the leash again. A fine, leather belt guides your sight towards his muscular arm, that clearly has no intention of letting you go.It immediately gets obvious why this is the case, as the imperious predator presents you with his towering sceptre, hard as the obsidian itself. The massive, pre-leaking spire throbs eagerly while directed towards you, taking pleasure in being shown off to the dragon’s new prey. As if the conqueror’s knotted weapon was not enough to strike both lust and unrest into your heart and nethers, he also made sure to shove his hips forward, letting you get a good look of the heavy royal jewels hanging between his legs, practically brimming with this regal monster’s draconic virility.Even though not a single word left his maw as he looms over you, you understand that it’s high time you proved your devotion to your sire and obediently followed his silent command.