Your test score came back in the low 90's, Meaning you weren't high enough to serve the royal family, but high enough to serve someone of high authority in the palace. "Good enough!" you exclaim as you send your response back and begin preparing for your new life serving your leaders. Your parents weren't sure what to think of the lifestyle you were choosing as the mortality rate in the royal palace servants was pretty high. You assured them that was caused by the prince who you probably wouldn't even react with.
Finally the day came where a white dragon with a box that looked like a human house with a handle on it came to take you to the palace. As you climbed into the box and were whisked away from home you began to wonder who you were serving under. Bael Zardis the Head Advisor? Golmur Virin the leader of the Kings Armada? You couldn't wait.
After two days of travel you found yourself entering the palace and exchanging innumerable hands, seeing more dragons in an hour than you had in your entire life. Finally you were passed off to some juvenile page that scurried into a dark room and set you on a table next to an enormous bed. Before you could ask the page dragon who this room belonged to he scurried out of the room and closed the door. You sighed and examined the dim room closer. All the furniture seemed to be made of obsidian and dark woods, with the edges of them laced in silver. You squinted at the door and noticed an armor stand next to it, excitement swelled in you. Was this a Kings Guard room? Or maybe the generals? Though you didn't make it high enough to serve the king, if your new master takes you with him there is a high possibility of meeting the king!
While you were daydreaming and hanging out your window, the doorknob twisted and light from the hallway poured into the dim room. You were momentarily blinded and covered your eyes from the blinding source. Once you regained your sight you looked on with reverence at your master but almost died on the spot form terror when you realized who it was. Arthur Darbel.
The enormous drake scanned the empty room with silver eyes, picking up the slightest hint that something was off about his room. He turned to his right, presumably speaking to a guard posted outside his door. "Foryn, who entered my room without my consent, the air is stirred a bit." He said this biting off every end of the words he spoke, his voice smooth but as sharp as the ornamental blade on his hip.
The guard hesitated, "A purple page my Lord, he had a delivery for you."
Arthur snorted and nodded, striding a little ways into the room and then closed the door and locked it, then flicked on the light, letting you see the enormous chamber better. The walls were black marble with hints of white in it and the ceiling was lined with carvings of battle scenes, a silver figure stood out in all the portraits, presumably Arthur and all his feats he had done in battle. Your vision drifted back to Arthur only for you to gasp and turn red with embarrassment. Arthur Had already taken off his chest and arm guards and was in the process of taking off his leg guards and the pats underneath them. A second later the large drake stood there naked as if to let you admire his physique. His enormous thick legs rippled every time he shifted, his thighs were wider around than your parents house and his huge rear could crush your parents house with one cheek. His tail was stocky and muscular at the base of his lower back and his upper back contorted in a majestic way as he polished his breast plate. Looking back on his rear you could see the inside of his glutes were white and so was the underside of his tail. As you observed this he turned around and looked towards his bed, his already tight gaze narrowing as he finally noticed the box house on his nightstand. The drake turned around completely and began to slowly make his way towards your box, you were too enamored by his body to panic or move, the white scales covered his enormous pectorals and ran down his belly, which wasn't a six pack but a muscle gut like you had seen on strong men. below his gut swung an enormous package many many times bigger than you, his dick at least 20 feet flaccid and balls the size of a dump truck. When said junk bumped into the night stand and cast you in shadow was when you realized this could be your end. Before you could react Arthur didn't open, but ripped your roof off, exposing your small form to this god.
"What the hell are you doing in here?! I didn't request a servant! Much less a bug. You got five seconds before i eat you or worse..." Arthur said, his chin resting on his chest as his silver eyes burned you with their gaze.
"I'm sorry my Lord! there was an opening to serve in the palace and I took it! Maybe I've been delivered to the wrong room?" You say from a fetal position and not making eye contact. Arthur huffed, steam billowing from his snout through his nose and slightly bared teeth. His eyes drifted form you to something to the left of your now dilapidated house. He grabbed what sounded like piece of paper and read what was on it under his breath.
"To my good friend Arthur....To help with stress....tend to you....Emperor Drakon." Arthur furrowed his brow. "You aren't in the wrong room runt, the Emperor got me you to be my personal servant, be it body servant or whatever i deem needed at the moment. I typically tend myself so this must be a ruse to make me like bugs more since apparently we are staying on this planet and not wiping you out or turning you into cattle." Arthur crumbled up the paper and dropped it inside your box. As you moved out of the way of the falling paper boulder, two enormous digits squeezed the life out of you and lifted you out of the box a little to fast, a gasp escaped you and suddenly you found yourself freefalling. You scream as you fall, and think back on all your parents said.
"I'm sorry Mom." you think to yourself between screams only to his something extremely soft. You pull your self out of a small crater you made in what appears to be Arthurs bed sheets. You sit up and look around to see Arthur lifing up your box and carrying it over to the door and setting it down next to the wall. Even being terrified of him beyond belief you still couldn't help but to stare at his enormous ass as it rippled and jiggled slightly as he leaned down. standing up again he opened the door and requested the guard and requested supper to be brought to his room. You remember reading that nudity is completely accepted and actually preferred among dragons so the guard not reacting to his nude Lord was understandable. Arthur closed the door and made his way back to the bed. Upon locating you among the sheets he sneered at you again.
"Don't get comfy now, I'm still deciding if i even want you around or not. So I'll give you a chance, dinner will be here for me in thirty minutes, you have that long to impress me or I'm thanking my Emperor for the snack." You scurry out of the way as Arthur climbs on the bed and lays down sideways, propping his head up with his arm and looking down at you with a smile that told you he saw this as a fight and he intended to win it. You decide to...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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