Here you are, your first time away from home, and in under day you've managed to get yourself into this hellish situation. Pinned between two swords, your choices are either die or accept public humiliation and possibly eternal slavery. Your hot headed cockiness has completely melted in mere seconds, but you succumb nonetheless.
Your puny sword clatters against the cobbled street, the only sound in the now tense harbor, and every eye is upon you and the dragon. She allows a horrifically malicious grin to spread across her face, now lowering her swords to her sides, allowing you to drop to your knees. You take a large gulp, not daring to look her in the eyes. Your knees give way under her cold stare, and you fall in between her massive reptilian soles. The smell of sweat swallows you, but there's no turning back now unless you wish for an early death. A timid tongue eventually finds courage to explore the scaly tops of her foot, and barely holding back the urge to vomit and run away, you manage to work your way down to her toes.
"What a smart, smart human." She taps your head with the foot not being serviced and turns to face whoever hasn't gone into hiding yet. "Do you see this!? This is a merciful end to disobedience from your new rulers! If you wish for you and your loved one to live, you WILL obey!" She annunciates that last part by roughly flipping you and smothering you with her new foot. "What a good, smart human. Sniff, lick,serve." You can't see her face from underneath her massive sole, but you can only imagine a nasty smile with a glint of sadism in her eyes.
Before was bad, but now being underneath her was truly gut wrenching. The stench of work penetrated all of your senses, its damp and suffocating fumes sniffing out any resistance left in your already exhausted brain. Tears began to pour out of your eyes and you feebly started to raise your hands to push her off. Of course, this wasn't appreciated and she delivered a swift kick with her clawed toes to the side of your face. A gash was torn open and blood started to flow freely from your cheek, it's scent definitely started a whole new kind of frenzy in her. Her toes, hanging off your chin, now clenched and held you even closer to the bottom of her slick foot.
Upon the demise of your futile and small rebellion, you again poked out your tongue and started to explore. What were small beads of sweat made your tongue recoil with great speed, their saltiness and putridness casuing decimation upon your taste buds. She felt this and a small moan finally escaped her huge frame, taking you and everyone in earshot off guard.
She swiftly recovered and coughed. She kicked you out from under her, and you came to a sitting pose a couple of feet away. In a voice loud enough so hat everyone could hear it she began to speak. "Now, tiny human, do you still feel the need to rise up against the rightful owners of this world?" You shook your head quickly, wanting this to be over as quick as possible. "Good, good. Now, should the people give regular tribute to the monster girls of this regions as an apology for what happened here today?" You nodded before even thinking about what that meant, and with a cacklle, she threw her head back and came back with a look that froze you where you were. "Then the first tribute shall be you!", she moved towards you as quick as lightning and snatch you up in her powerful arms, "I will be back in a month to pick the next tribute! He will be for the amazing grizzly girls at the edge of town, they've been looking bored."
With that final damnig sentence to this poor port town, she held you tight and thrusted off the ground, flying towards the heavens. Once you were in the clouds, she started taking hungry glances at you, always quickly looking away when you noticed. After half an hour or so you had the bright idea of speaking up. "H..he...hey what are yo-". You didn't even get to finish because she dropped you, and you plummeted like a stone towards the ocean below. You started to scream and flail, your big mouth just got you killed. The bright blue that once spelled relaxation for you was now about to crush every bone in your body. You closed your eyes, hoping at least to die without knowing.
You began to feel flecks of saltwater hit your open wound, causing immense pain, just as two telephone pole like arms snatched you up and carried you along. "Don't ever speak up to me again! You are mine and I will do as I wish to you without question! Do you understand me!?" She looked deep into your eyes and after a moment seemed to get what she was aiming for. She stared at your petrified face for a moment until she snapped back into sadistic mode. Her tongue now was the one that left her mouth, finding its target on your salted wound. It lapped up the blood around your wound, causing both a sense of pain and of calm. Her body shuddered after finishing this, and you tried to turn away. A burst of red flame lit up your world as it made contact with your cut, sealing it with the utmost displeasure your nerves could comprehend.
A scream almost came out of you, but a hand clamped itself hard over your quivering self. "That will scar up, but it's healed. Consider it...a mark of property, slave." She drew that last word out with a long stroke of her tongue along your eyes. You cringed and she laughed, once again throwing you away from her. You didn't panic for long, your body roughly coming into contact with hard stone before tumbling down a hole. After getting a wall, you look around. It's a massive chamber carved in what can only be a mountain, its walls and floor covered in gold and treasure. Only a single path was cleared, and it led to an elaborate throne, behind it crudely fashioned room entrances. Your gaze went to go see where you came from,but she was upon you.
Being tackled by a dragon wasn't on your list of plans today, but you get thrown around like a doll regardless of what you want. She now studies you meticulously from her perch on your stomach. "Hmmm, yes you'll do. I was originally going to auction you off, but we'll see just how well we get along huh?" She extends one claw from her huge hand and drags it along your undamaged cheek, careful not to damage you now. "Erika, and you?" She stares in your soul through your eyes, daring a lie.
"E..er...Erik." You stammer out.
"Hm. No, footboy I like more. Follow me." She dismounts you and walks over to her throne, plopping down besides the protests from the age old chair. A chest of gold is grabbed by her foot and dragged over as a stool. You stupidly think it's for you, but she stretches herself across it before you can even get close. You suppress a sigh and kneel before her, already knowing what's she going to ask for. She smiles and points regardless. Her scaly soles are incredibly intimidating. Each toe ends in a claw that could kill you with ease, possibly centuries of filth form tiny hills between each of her toes, her actual feet slimy with sweat and grime from work and adventures. This is the first time you're properly seeing them, and it makes the whole experience much worse. You take a hard gulp before offering you face as a sacrifice to these behemoths.
She eagerly accepts and starts massaging herself with your face, her smell now forever intwined with you. It's nauseating, but you oblige, you've seen her mad and you're stuck thousands of feet away from society. Erika now moans and squirms freely, enjoying every waking moment of your humiliation between her reeking pair of twins. You get brief glimpses of her face from between the rubbing frenzy, and such lustful sadism strikes fear deep into you. Any hopes of escape become dashed, and she suddenly squashes with a sole. It drags you off the chest and pulls you in towards her.
You look up with a pit in your chest, her eyes glinting with playfulness. "See the entrance over there? I haven't closed it off for a special reason." She leans forward, her hot breath hitting your face in pants from her excitement. "You make it out of this cave and you have a chance at a free and new life. I'll even fully equip you if you make it, I've got a ton of armor and weapons here, dragons promise no tricks. Go ahead, stand up." You stand, weary of her. "I only needed to make an example out of you so the towns people would fear me. I mean, you would sweeten the deal, but I can get another one of you anywhere. The other girls on this mountain come by boys a lot slower than me though. Anyways, does this sound like a deal?"
You eagerly nod and stretch, wariness gone. "Okay then, one last to seal the deal and we'll be good to go." She smirks and extends a foot, rolling her ankle in a circle for added effect. "Big toe please, she feels like she hasn't gotten much attention lately." She scrunches her toes then splays them wide open. You nearly groan and pick her leg up to your level, giving a quick peck to it, setting it down, and getting a few feet away for any added advantage. She evaluates the situation with an expert eye before speaking. "Three, two, one, go!"
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