Your simple robes found themselves becoming covered in the skin moisturizer as you worked, as the confines were pretty tight. As you worked you contemplated ways to appease this titan some more, and while the title as the Royal Commander's sole servant seemed appealing and you were sure you'd be rewarded generously for your commitment and sacrifice, you still would like at least two other assistants to help. All of the Royal guard had a half dozen or more servants to keep them satisfied, and here you were, fresh out of the academy serving the largest Drake on the planet alone. You shook your head as you scrubbed at the musky skin encompassing you. You were so distracted in thought that you almost planted a foot into Arthur's large fissure that was his anus. The only thing that had stopped you was a slight tension that ran through the walls as Arthur prepared for your contact with it.
"That could've ended poorly." You mutter to yourself. At training, one person had stepped into a Drakes ring and found himself sucked in like quicksand, the dragon had to push him back out after the session was done and he spent a week in the infirmary, more from shock than anything, as the dragon had humans in him before so he knew how to deal with it. But Arthur was unaccustomed to Humans entering his hole and you could end up with broken bones or even crushed to death, not a way you wanted to go. So instead you settled to bend down and pull out a cloth and apply the moisturizer to it before rubbing the rim of the anus, causing it to twitch in response. Tension around you eased up but you couldn't help but feel disappointment radiate from your new lord. Obviously he had been hoping you would step into it, you shivered at the unconscious cruelty Arthur held and continued your work, climbing over the anus before continuing up the crack. After another few minutes you emerged into the cleft that was under Arthur's large tail. Upon feeling your emergence, Arthur grabbed you and carried you over to the dinner trays.
"If I wait any longer on you to finish this dinner will be frozen." The dragon grumbled, setting you down near a large spoon as he opened up a plate cover, exposing a steamed carcass of some giant bird from another planet. You recoiled at the sight but Arthur inhaled deeply before sighing, grabbing a chair near his dresser and pulling it up to the table. He sat down with a large thump and began to consume the bird with a ravenous intent. You stood there awkwardly, avoiding the grease drops and crumbs that fell, cringing as the juices dribbled down the jaws you had just cleaned. You sigh before turning only to see another set of dinner covers on a table of your size next to a basket of huge bread. You blink before stepping up to it and find a note with your name on it. You open it and gasp lightly as you read it.
'To the newest member of our Royal Family, I do sincerely apologize for the predicament you've been caught up in, but after reviewing your scores and dependency I decided no other candidate could meet Arthurs standard's without being killed. I hope you make him understand the usefulness and joy that humans can employ to our species by waiting on the big brute. Know that I considered you for myself but decided you would do better to be an ambassador of your kind for Arthur. I hope to meet you soon,
Emperor Corbus Draken. (penned by scribe Alexander Pollock.)".
You smile to yourself, to think you actually were considered by the Emperor himself and for him to also still pay you mind after employment. You set the letter to the side and began to eat the well prepared meal. After finishing you stood up and walked back to the edge of the table to find Arthur still eating, grease having splattered all over his chest and belly leaving slight smudges to the recently cleaned skin. You groan before saying rather loudly.
"My Lord!". Arthur stops mid bite into a bird leg and glances down at you with a look of surprise. "How can you expect to remain clean if you just make a mess all over yourself? Certainly table manners are taught on your home world? If I may sugges-". You can't finish as a hand slams down, missing you purposefully as you stood between the large index and middle finger of the hand. You suck in a breath before looking up at eyes that broiled with silver anger. The dragon ripped off a huge chunk of the leg without breaking eye contact before lowering his head down to you, a guttural growl deep in his throat. He stopped inches from your face, his lips curled exposing the fangs as large as you before he spoke.
"I'll say this one more time runt, you are here for the benefit of me solely, I don't care if the Emperor commends you on your 'bravery' about being with me, brave men die all the same due to bravado. You insult me at my own table again and I don't care how useful you are, I'll make your bones into toothpicks." The Black and White dragon said before lifting his head back up and biting the leg bone he held, snapping it between his fangs and sucking out the marrow and tossing aside. His message sent, Arthur broke eye contact and went back to eating, the breaking of the gaze allowing you to breath again. Berated, you hang your head and wait for the Beast to finish sating his obviously large appetite. After a half hour passed, an enormous belch nearly ruptured your eardrums, signaling the drake was done. He grabbed a napking and wiped down his body, showing the stains came out without leaving much marks. You grimace at that, that alone proved you were more ignorant than you thought. Arthur yawned before standing up, his dick coming up suddenly and almost knocking you off the table as he turned and walked to his door. He opened it and told the guard he was done with dinner and wished the trays taken away before he retired for the night. With that he closed the door and walked back over to you and looked down. You lowered your head and didn't make eye contact, a tear welled up in one of your eyes as you wondered what would last longer, your career or your life. The drake looming over you snorted.
"This is why I hate your kind, your soft. A little force and you bend the knee with no questions asked. Yet somehow you have hopes despite being conquered by an unstoppable force. I don't like that one bit, and no doubt an insurrection will come of it eventually, though I doubt it will accomplish anything but piss my kind off. Get over it runt, and finish my cleaning, that's your job isn't it? Or is it to judge me and my habits?" He said standing in front of you. You look up with a scowl and he meets your eyes with a blank stare, but you knew he was waiting for you to slip up and make a retort. When you didn't reply he smiled coldly before offering you his palm and walking back over to the bed and laying down, depositing you on his upper pubic region, his flaccid cock sitting there as if being the end of an insult to what you now were. Sighing you stood up and pulled out your tools and began scrubbing at the base of the fleshy appendage. Arthur closed his eyes and had a resting smile on is lips as you worked. The skin beneath you stiffening as the dragon slowly became erect at your stimulation. His member reached full mast, standing a good fifty feet above you. For a second you forgot you were mad at the Drake and had to compliment his size.
"Truly you are a work of art my Lord, every part of you continues to amaze me." You only got a slight nod and bigger smile as a reply before you got back to work, scrubbing at the loose folds of the dragons balls and cleaning away a lot of dead skin. As you worked a pumping sound could be heard and you turned around to be faced with an new dilemma. Arthur was pumping his hand slowly up and down his cock, his eyes still closed as he did so. Training didn't cover the instance of a dragon jerking himself as you cleaned him, but you decided to just continue and hope for the best. As you scrubbed the loose skin of Arthurs sack however, the dragon...
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