The Dragon's Dungeon

Tags: HumanxDragon, vanilla, virgin

 

 

Panicked, the town seemed more alive than ever. There was word of a red dragon looming in the mountain above the town. The church was running out of ideas and finally decided to send the town’s albatross, Ami, as a sacrifice to the dragon. When the girl was a baby she had shown up on the steps of the church. They kept her as their own, but with her ghostly white hair and blood red eyes, very few trusted her. She grew up lonely and outcasted. She did have her books though. Oh, how she loved her books.

 

The church shuffled her off to the foot of the mountain and told her to climb. She had agreed, because she could save the town, even if the town hadn’t been kind to her, she felt a sort of duty to help it.

 

Once atop the mountain, Ami read the writings above the carved archway around the cave’s entrance. It was in draconic, but she could read that with ease by now. “Those about to enter here must answer riddles without fear.” Ami was rather confident in her ability to answer riddles, she certainly had read and memorized quite a few herself.

 

Without fear Ami stepped into the cave. She was amazed that the stone walls were completely flat, like those of a rich noble hall. The walls also adorned a torch on either side of the wall every few feet, illuminating the stone corridor. Having read many books, including ones about dragons of all kinds, Ami had remembered that copper dragons tended to make labyrinths to confuse those who attempt to harm them. She closed her parasol and propped it on her shoulder as a knight might shoulder a sword. Her left hand fluttered to the left wall of the maze and she began to walk, following the wall.

 

It wasn’t long until she came upon more draconic scrawled into the wall of a dead end. Ami read it aloud to herself.

 

“A warrior amongst the flowers, he bears a thrusting sword. He uses it when'er he must to defend his golden hoard. What is he?” The girl thought for a moment. It was so simple, all the clues she needed were right there. “A bee!” The enthusiastic voice seemed to erupt from her mouth. Oh how this girl loved riddles. The dead end opened like a door with a cacophony of scrapping stone sounds.

 

Ami continued on, taking careful note to keep her hand on the left wall. She followed the wall some more until she came across another riddle: “What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a head but never weeps?” This one had been easy. She had read it in a piece of fiction some time ago in the library.

 

“A river.” The girl proudly pronounced. And once again the stone wall opened up. She stepped through and stopped when she came to a fine stone archway like at the entrance of the cave, however instead of an opening beneath the arch there was a stone wall and yet another riddle. Ami seemed rather disappointed by this new riddle. “It doesn’t even rhyme.” She pouted.

 

“What is big on the bottom, little on the top and has ears?” The riddle seemed to rhyme more than it made sense. Ami sat and thought long and hard on this riddle until she gave up and shouted. “An elf with big thighs?” There was a slight rumble in the maze and a booming voice came from the other side of the wall.

 

“No, it’s a mountain.” The stone archway opened up, but behind it was no red dragon. No, it was actually a copper dragon lounging atop a finely woven rug, clutching a tiny book in his claw while small spectacles that sat atop his nose. Around him were numerous bookshelves filled to the brim with books. There were a few globes and a chemistry set that had several different potions brewing.

 

“But mountains don’t have ears.” She sounded hurt, like a small child who had been tricked.

 

“Sure they do,” the dragon replied. “Haven’t you heard of mountaineers?” He let out a roaring, infectious laugh and Ami couldn’t help but laugh herself, despite the fact that the dragon’s pun was not that funny. Having shared this laugh with the dragon Ami had already felt a connection to the large beast. Setting down his book, the dragon slithered over to her.

 

“Just what brings you here to my lair?” The copper scales nearly touched her face as his large nostrils inhaled her scent with a grunt.

 

“Well, the town below seems to think you’re a red dragon.” She spoke nervously, prodding her fingers into one another.

 

He released another bout of laughter. “And just what did they send you for?”

 

“As a sacrifice.” Now that she wasn’t to be sacrificed, the act had finally hit her. The town felt that she was worthy of death, simply because of her pale skin, her white hair, and her red eyes.

 

“My, my.” The copper dragon ticked his tongue. “Sending a pretty girl like to her death? At the hands of a dragon no less? That town must be awful.”

 

It was and Ami was only just realizing it. She burst into tears as the sadness that had built up deep inside her for her whole life had finally burst out, seemingly through her eyes.

 

“Calm down, please.” The dragon seemed unsure of what to do. Then, a spark filled his eyes as he came up with an idea to cheer up all young maidens. With a wink of his large eye Jarun scuttled to a bookshelf and ran upon the shelf as a spider walks on walls. His claws scanned the numerous tombs. He gathered a few books in his claw and carried them down to Ami who’s eyebrow was raised suspiciously over her tear-filled eyes.

 

“What’re these?” She sniffled, calming down from the dragon’s charisma.

 

“The best pick-me ups gold can buy.” He tapped his snout with a claw.

 

Blood filled Ami’s face and her unusually pale face became a deep pink as she read the titles of the books.

“The Lusty Drow Maid” “Romance of the Three Queens” “Stealing Hearts: A Rogue’s Tale” “The Orc and the Maiden”

 

“Fiction?” She stammered out.

 

“I had thought that all the young maidens like yourself enjoyed to read these tales of romance and lust.” The dragon cocked his head, clearly confused.

 

“I do not indulge in such smut often.” With crossed arms and a pout Ami continued, “I thought you were supposed to be the most knowledgeable dragon in the land, but instead you are merely a pervert who enjoys reading tales from other perverts.” Her legs carried her to the door she originally came in, but a large stone wall shot up from the ground and in the way of the door.

 

“I do not mean to offend you milady. I simply thought you may like this.” Hanging his head low, the dragon sulked over to her. “I tend to enjoy fiction more than the grim truth. Though, in both iterations dragons are rarely the heroes. I must say I envy the red and green dragons who kidnap maidens and lock them up in their towers.” His gravelly voice trailed off.

 

“You want to kidnap me?” Ami backed to the wall, scared. She thought of what would happen if she were to be kidnapped by the dragon that sat before her. Would anyone care? The poor girl was left on the steps of the church as a child, her pale skin and red eyes seemed to be too much for her true father and mother to bare. Though, even her foster family in the library made fun of her and practically treat her like a slave. Tears once again filled the girl’s eyes as she realized that no one would even care. The dragon, had not understood the reason for these tears and swept up beside her, placing a calming claw on her shoulder.

 

“No, no, no! I do not want to kidnap you. I simply romanticise my more evil brothers’ acts.” He heaved a great sigh. “I simply want the maiden. I do not wish to harm or steal one. I want to befriend her and show her that I’m just as good, if not better, than a knight in shining armor.”

 

Ami sniffled as her tears began to dry, and she looked at the dragon now in the light of a hopeless romantic rather than as a fearsome beast. His charisma truly shined through her fear.

 

“What’s your name?” She asked, with a smile despite the tears still rolling down her cheeks.

 

“Jarun the Uproarious.” His large white teeth grinned as he proudly pronounced his name. Ami couldn’t help but giggle at his title. “And you, milady? What is your name?”

 

“Ami.” She was growing less shy by the second.

 

“I guess you never found any takers, huh? To be your maiden?” she asked, wiping her eyes and nose with the heel of her hand. “The way you made it sound... you seem really sweet.”

 

If his scales allowed it, Jarun would be blushing.

 

“Thank you.” Both ends of the large dragon’s mouth curled up into a smile. “I don’t suppose you’d like to be my maiden?”

 

“I’ve never been with a man or dragon before.” She shrugged as though it were no big deal, but her beet red face said otherwise.

 

“Nor have I ever been with a maiden. It could be a first for us both.” Jarun swept up behind her and his claws gently stroked her shoulders. He could barely contain his excitement. He finally had a maiden of his own in his clutches.

 

Ami did not protest his touch, in fact, she let out a light gasp as he touched her. That was all she needed to let him know what she wanted. Her loins were already gushing with pleasure as the dragon touched her and he could smell just how excited she was.

 

Ami had never been touched in such a way by man or dragon. All that she knew of sex was either straight anatomy knowledge or from fiction. Jarun was about to give her first hand experience in the matter.

 

A clawed hand lifted the skirt of her robes over her creamy white ass. His large, red erection emerged from his groin, already glistening with his own fluids. He lowered his toothed maw to Ami’s ear.

 

“This will hurt, even more since it’s your first time. I will be gentle for your sake.” The gravely voice calmed her and his closeness made her even wetter. Holding her breath, Ami took as much of the dragon’s member she could. It did not take long for her hymen to erupt. She cried out in pain and Jarun took it slow from there on out. Still nearly wrapped around her his cock entered her from behind. His face sat beside her’s as he slowly pumped himself deep within her. With the pain slowly subsiding Ami had begun to enjoy the enormous girth of the dragon’s erection, though that itself was painful but it was a more enjoyable pain rather than the sharp pain of her hymen popping.

 

Jarun’s gentle pushing was still too much to handle for the frail Ami’s body. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The dragon immediate stopped upon hearing her cries.

 

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” His voice was panicked.

 

“No, keep going.” Ami huffed out. “Don’t you dare stop.”

 

Jarun smiled down at her and nodded, “As you wish, Ami.”

 

He continued pressing into her as her screams continued, echoing through the stone walls of his labyrinth. Ami came, collapsing in Jarun’s claws. He continued to pump into her tight hole that hugged his member like nothing he’s ever felt before. Her extra fluids making it easier for him to pick up his pace until he finally felt his orgasm near. He pulled out of Ami, despite his wishes to stay inside her forever. He thick cock throbbed out thick loads of cum. The sticky white fluid nearly covered Ami’s entire back, drenching her robes in his seed.

 

Finally, Jarun collapsed to the ground, clutching his new found lover to his scales. The two of them panting heavily.

 

“I really liked that,” Ami finally said after what felt like hours of heavy breathing between them.

 

“I really like you, my gorgeous maiden.” Ami’s whole body seemed to blush at his words.