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His Magical Mistress

Part 3: Signs of Learning

For repanbo

By Draconicon

It only took four nights for Gann to earn his way out of the crib and into a proper bed. It still had 'protective' siding, preventing the dragon from rolling over in the middle of the night or trying to sneak out of his room, but it was vaguely less humiliating than the crib.

It took him six to be able to properly seduce his magic into any sort of real action, and when he did, it was...somewhat explosive.

The purple dragoness had been in the middle of adjusting the living orbs that the villagers lived in, trying a different sort of arrangement for the aesthetic of it, when the concussive shockwave rolled underfoot. She whipped around just in time to see the wave of energy following after.

"Here!"

She willed the orbs and their people to the skies, calling the magic to her the way that one would call a disobedient, rambunctious pet. It had always come when she willed it before, but this time...

This time, there was a hesitation.

Drakina arched an eyebrow, the magic coming a split second later than it should have, the wave of spell energy stopping in its tracks just before her. A long, pointed stare forced the energy field into the form of a whimpering puppy, one that rolled on its back and exposed its belly.

"...You remember who is in charge?" she asked quietly.

The magic puppy said nothing, whimpered nothing. It just held the sorry position.

"Good."

She willed it away, and it dissipated, leaving her vaguely annoyed at her work being interrupted, and knowing exactly what had happened.

Gann.

With a thought, the dragon appeared in front of her in mid-run, charging past her side. She grabbed him by the back of his diaper, tut-tutting as he kept moving forward. Ignoring the sudden yelp from him getting a wedgie from the diaper, she pulled him back around to stand in front of her.

"Were you playing with the magic again?" she asked.

"Well...yeah, kinda. I was seeing if I could seduce it."

"Did you?"

"Well...I did say I wanted something, and then it ran off."

"Heh..."

She smiled despite herself, shaking her head. It was definitely beginning, then, but only beginning compared to where he needed to be. That magic had been completely out of control, dumb, stupid, something that would have hurt a number of people if she hadn't been around.

Which was the whole reason why she was teaching him, she supposed. She had to keep him alive, and she had to keep the others alive.

Gann was still hemming and hawing about whether he had done anything with the magic out on the outskirts of the island, but she was done listening to the ifs and ands. She wished for his mouth to disappear, and it did, leaving him with a smooth muzzle that had no tongue, no lips, only a pair of nostrils.

"You managed to play with magic, alright."

"I-I did?! But...it didn't do anything."

"It did something, alright. You can feel it."

"But...oh..."

Gann knelt down, his diaper crinkling as he did. He pressed his hand to the ground, and his cheeks burned.

"Oh."

"Yeah. Oh."

"I did that?"

"Yes. Yes, you did."

"It feels like it was on a rampage."

"It was. A rampage to get you what you wanted. A rampage to find something for someone that it obviously cared about."

"Cared - you mean me?"

"What happens when you seduce someone, hmm?" she asked, looking at the skies and mentally rearranging the orbs, pulling some of them back down and keeping others in a spiraling ring around the top of her palace. "What does it do to your relationship with that being?"

"Well, it makes them care about you more. It makes them want to do things to make you happy. They kinda go over the top, though, particularly if you...ah. I think I get it now."

"Heh, yes."

"I'm going to have to set limits, aren't I?"

"Or be more specific about what you want. Otherwise, the magic's going do everything that it thinks might sort-of make you happy, and it's going to drive me absolutely crazy trying to keep up with it."

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry," she said, chuckling. "You improved yourself faster than I expected. That's a good thing. Just make sure that I hear what's going on from now on."

"I thought you didn't want to be interrupted."

"I'm an exhibitionist. I love an audience while I'm working. And this is important enough to keep tabs on."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Now, why don't you show me what you were doing to get magic's attention, hmm? I imagine that you started with that big fat ass of yours."

Gann blushed, and she knew she was right.

"Not that many people could resist that. But let's see about taking it from whoring it out to teasing it, hmm?"

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The rest of the day went by quickly, mostly due to the fact that she was fucking her apprentice every few minutes when he started going too far from the point of 'teasing' with his ass and into the whole 'offering it up' stage. She felt that the only way to keep him on the right level of seduction was to keep fucking him until he realized where that line was, and how to stay on one side of it and go no further.

She pulled her cock out of him after the ninth time going at it, shaking her head at the ooze that was slipping out of the back of his diaper. She'd fucked the hole in it so many times by now that it no longer fully closed, leaving him with a cummy butt and a squelching backside every time that he bothered sitting down.

Not that he did after the beating that she put his ass through, most of the time, but it was rather amusing when she heard it.

The crinkle-butt groaned, panting softly as he leaned against the railing of her balcony, and she patted his shoulder.

"You'll get the hang of it eventually."

"Mmmph. I'm supposed to be learning magic, not sex."

"You're supposed to be doing both."

"I swear that contract must have had some microscopic print, in that case."

"Written by fleas."

"What, seriously?"

"Something like that," she said, shrugging. "I didn't really get the details for the things I summoned that time."

"...I can't tell if you're joking or not."

"Generally, best to assume that I'm not."

"...I'm scared now."

"Goooood."

She smiled, stroking a knuckle against the side of his neck before turning back to her bed. The dragoness gathered the horns of a gazelle from her bed, pulling his head over to her crotch and getting him working on cleaning her off from their most recent sexual fun. The gazelle had no shame, eagerly sucking on her, working her cock up and down.

"You know, I can do that for you, too," Gann muttered behind her.

"I know, but you're promised to magic, now."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that, if you're going to seduce magic, then it's going to expect a bit of exclusivity from you. No more whoring yourself out."

"What?! But...but variety is fun."

"Oh, you'll still get some, and I'm sure that magic will allow you to go back to your master, but as for just opening your mouth for any passing dick?" She chuckled, shaking her head as she pulled her cock free, drying it off on the gazelle's cheek. "Those days are over."

"...Not that they ever started."

"Not what I heard, Mr. Sissy Dom From the Porn Studio."

"...That was side-canon, at best."

"It's close enough."

Smiling at the bright pink blush on those green cheeks, she gave him a pat on the arm.

"In all seriousness, you'll have fun. I'll keep using you, and magic will give you a great deal of slack...as long as you treat it the way that you need to."

"Respectfully?"

"Lustfully."

"That's more my style."

"I know."

She smirked, giving him a pat on the butt.

"Get back out there and practice properly. You should have enough self-control to keep the magic from completely blowing up, again."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

He ran off, and she leaned against the railing again, her pussy slowly drooling down the backs of her legs as she watched the dragon run across the village down below. He was heading all the way to the coastline, which was probably for the best. The less damage that he caused to the island proper, the better.

She shifted from foot to foot, lifting her tail and rubbing the tip between her pussy and her asshole, teasing the two spots. The idea of calling over one of her slaves to eat her out before being a standing dildo occurred to her, but she imagined that there were better uses of her time right now.

Such as making sure that he didn't do anything stupid...and making sure that the magic still knew what was good for it.

With no more than a will for it, she pulled a chunk of the magical energy of the island up to float before her. The light that it let off took on the shape of another dragon, one that was just her size, and had the same attributes that she did. It looked at her without any sort of rancor or any sort of devotion. Just curiosity.

"You remember where you belong, bitch?" she asked, conversationally.

It nodded slowly.

"Are you falling in love with the other dragon?"

It nodded again, just as slowly.

"Heh, no wonder you want to make him so happy. Just make sure that you don't blow up my house while you're doing it."

The magic aura blinked at her, cocking its head to one side, then the other. It gestured at her, then back at the beach where Gann had run off to.

"I'm not jealous," she said, shaking her head. "I know that you're going to do what I tell you. Or at least, you will when I remind you of how much you like doing what you're told."

The light blue light seemed to take on a pink-ish tinge, and it tried to look away -

CRACK! She whipped her tail, and magic looked back.

"Ah ah. I didn't say you could go."

It shivered slightly, but didn't pull away as she brought her hand to its cheek.

"You know what I give you. Guidance. A reason to exist. Someone that keeps you moving, keeps you active. I have so many ideas for you, so many plans. You know you need me."

Mistress...

The word was in her head, and in the air, and in the ground. Everyone and everything acknowledged what she was to them, and she loved it.

"Good, good."

She smiled as she pulled the magic in, kissing its forehead gently.

"Now, give him some practice. He thinks that you're infatuated with him. Go see if he's right."

Magic flitted away, leaving her alone with her slaves once more. The dragoness turned, leaning her plush rump against the railing as she glanced over the gazelle, the horse, the toad. They were all well accomplished in the bedroom arts, but more importantly, they were accomplished in the domination of the world around them.

Reality is nothing but what we choose it to be, she thought, shaking her head as she remembered how she'd passed that statement on to the rest of them. _When you realize just how shaky the rest of the world is, when you understand that it is bound by nothing but the weak promises of a million people, barely held together by promises that were agreed to unconsciously and could be broken by anyone that disagrees with the pattern...

Then, you realize that you have an opportunity. Then, you realize that you can make the world what you will. If you're strong enough._

That was what she had been trying to teach everyone here. That was the lesson that she had been trying to impart to the villagers. It didn't matter what the world said was impossible to change. It didn't matter what existence said shouldn't or couldn't be done. What mattered was what you could do. What mattered was what you believed was the right thing to do, and whether you had the strength to go about making it happen.

Drakina wasn't stupid. She knew that it was a belief that opened the door to horrible people, that dictators and worse could arise from those thoughts. At the same time, it opened the door to the ones that could genuinely change the world.

It opened the doors to the heroes out there. The villains would always be around, the monsters always sneaking through the cracks and breaking down the doors. There was no way to keep them out, so why not let the heroes live with you, too?

Another day passed, and she was forced to deflect a number of shockwaves from the palace, each one a little bit bigger than the last, and each one threatening to break down the great building before it could be diverted. It was always easy enough to do, but it was getting more and more annoying to keep dealing with magic that was getting out of control.

She leaned back on her makeshift chair, shaking her head at the last blast that had been sent off towards the city. She watched as her brother batted it up and into the atmosphere, and knew that things were starting to get out of hand. Gann had found his way in, but he couldn't figure out how to hold onto his control of the situation.

She sighed.

I'm going to have to teach him directly about this part, aren't I?

It was the part about having an apprentice that she didn't particularly like. She preferred to allow them to experiment, to work with finding their footing and their magic, to find their way of casting and experiment with it the way that a student with art would experiment with different styles until they found the one that worked best for them. That was how she believed that magic worked best.

Unfortunately, Gann was working with such a volatile sort of magic that it could easily explode in their faces if she didn't take a more direct hand in it, and she wasn't about to have this island sunk if she wasn't paying attention.

The dragoness wished herself down to the seaside, and suddenly there was sand between her toes, and a dragon standing in front of her blushing up a storm.

He was standing on a pile of gold, on a mountain of diamonds, on hills of spellbooks and alchemical ingredients. He was barely keeping his balance on them, too, yelping every time that a bare foot came down on the diamonds and whimpering as he came close to sliding down the hills and getting buried by them.

"What the hell did you do?" she asked.

"Sorry! Really trying - gah!"

He fell, only for his body to disappear and reappear on the ground. She felt the sudden surge of energy in the air, and she glared at it, giving an unspoken 'don't you dare' thought at it until it faded.

She shook her head. This was getting out of hand, and quickly.

"Okay. Obviously, you're having trouble having a working relationship with the magic. It's flirting with you, working harder and harder to give you something that you want. Why?"

"I don't know. I'm keeping it from being a total fuck-fest, just like you said, but..."

"...Oh, hell. You're overcompensating, aren't you?"

"You told me not to give it all away!"

"I didn't tell you not to give anything at all!" Drakina groaned, rubbing her forehead. "Oh, save me from idiots..."

"You mean that I could have just bent over and given the magic what it wanted, then?"

"I...Oh, this is why I don't take students..."

Putting it into words was hard to do. It wasn't like magic was a lover that needed to fuck, that was always interested in getting laid and doing what it could to get more of that. It wasn't the same as dealing with a mortal, though there were similarities with it.

"You don't just fuck or get fucked with magic. It's more a way of keeping it interested in you, in running you, in protecting you, if you're working it from the bottom."

"Nnngh. Couldn't you just give me a list of things to do? Isn't there a rule or a...a guide for this?"

"Is there a self-help guide for relationships that actually works?"

"...No?"

"There you go."

She rubbed her forehead, muttering under her breath. The magic was obviously wanting to be in a relationship with Gann, as far as this sort of thing could go, but it was seriously starting to get on her nerves. Not out of jealousy, again, but because it was adding to her workload and making her life a hell of a lot more difficult than it needed to be.

She looked around at all the prizes that the magic had brought to the other dragon, willing it away. The magic whimpered, but it obeyed quickly, leaving them on an empty beach.

"You seduced it enough to get its attention," she said. "Now, you're going to learn how to keep that attention, and let it work with you. You're going to let it in, the way that it wants to be let in, and let it guide you."

"That...sounds weird."

"It does because it is. Now, let's get started. Start doing the strip dance again."

"Are you going to fuck me while I do it?"

"Only if you get it wrong."

The pink dragon nodded, getting to his feet and slowly walking around an invisible pole. His diaper shook and crinkled as he moved, a bit of seed still oozing out the back. It shifted and crackled, poofed and wobbled with his butt, and she could feel the magic starting to come back again, felt its attention focusing on the sissy dragon in front of her.

Gradually, he seemed to hold its attention, and she could feel the energy around her pushing in around the show that was going on. Even as her cock went up and her pussy got wet from his slow shaking of his hips, the display of his legs, and everything else, she knew that the magic was hungry for something else.

"Alright, you have magic's attention. Now, open yourself up."

"Like with my ass?"

"Try keeping the feeling you'd get with that, but in your mind."

"I'll try."

"Do better than try. I don't know how many more earthquakes this island can take."

Gann nodded, circling his invisible pole some more. He moved in a circle, kicking his leg up. There was a slight tremor, but it was enough.

Drakina smiled as the edge of the magic aura around Gann suddenly seemed to take on a silhouette, a faint shape that she was pretty sure that only she could see. The dragon danced with it, and it danced with the dragon, helping him hold the hard positions, giving him the aid that he needed, supporting him, guiding him.

Dominating him the way that a more gentle dom would, by giving him the guidance and direction and support he needed, but letting him be the sub that stated his needs.

It was an unspoken thing as they danced, and Gann slowly seemed to swell with power, though she knew it was only the magic that he had allowed into him. It made his moves more confident, more direct, more flowing without losing any of their power.

And when he finally turned, gesturing at her, she was not quite ready for the spell that he sent her way.

She expected it to blow over her the way that magic from others had done before, but when it hit her, it carried a great deal of strength behind it. Enough to affect her, enough to seep through her scales and hit her libido right on the head. Drakina's eyes widened slightly as her cock leapt up, her balls churned, and her pussy swelled with need.

An arousal spell, hmm?

She smiled, letting the need fill her for a moment before breathing out, sending the magic out of her mouth with a huff of pink air. The hardness down below and the need in her pussy remained, but that was always there, these days.

"Heh, you figured it out," she said. "Not bad, though. If I had been a little less experienced with all that, I would have jumped you."

"Dammit!" Gann laughed. "I was hoping that I'd actually get you this time. Get you horny enough to rip this thing off and dom me properly."

"Are you saying that you're getting bored of being in a diaper, little dwaggie?"

"Heh, it's not enough to call me that now."

"Oh, is it, then?"

She smirked, taking a step forward, her toes curling into the sand, throwing just enough of a stomp into the ground to make a deep footprint before she took another step.

"Are you telling me that you want me to go all out, little Gann? Are you saying you want me to really take you down to hatchling level? Or do you think that you can handle me using you the way I've done others in the past?"

"Heh, I wanna try."

The green dragon strutted up to her as she strutted down to him, the pair of them swelling with the power of the magic in the air...literally and figuratively, considering she was hard as a rock and his dick was nothing more than a bulge in his diaper.

Something that she reminded him of, grabbing it tight, and he gasped as she cupped her hand against it, feeling him thrust against her fingers.

"Look at that. All that talk, and so little to show for it."

"Mmmph...cheating..."

"Really? You knew you were wearing a diaper, knew that you could barely get hard without my power. Look at that. Dripping inside."

She pressed against him, and he groaned again, grabbing weakly at her hand, panting and huffing.

"Oh, my, look at all that. Such a cummy mess in there, little dwaggie. Do you need your wittle diapie changed?" she asked, smirking at him.

"Nnngh...f-fuck..."

"Oh, and such language. Do I need to get the pacifier?"

"Mmmph...m-maybe..."

Two days passed before he was able to get out of the cradle and challenge her again. Drakina smiled at the offer, but declined to fight him. However, she did allow him the chance to fight one of the villagers.

Once more, it would be a fight of dominance and submission, but she was curious how well he'd fight. They set up the 'arena' on a sandy dune near the beach, not that far away from where the treasure pile had been two days ago. Her people gathered in a circle around it, and one of them - a buck - made his way up to the top of the hill to challenge Gann.

The fight started as soon as they were both in place, and Drakina watched as reality started to shift between them.

The buck was the first to strike, whipping up a quicksand pool under Gann's feet, shifting the reality to reflect a way of binding the dragon to his position, something that would leave him helpless to the whims of the buck. She expected Gann to fight it, to push against it, to do something to change the reality back.

Instead, the dragon seemed to embrace it, falling forward and thrusting his hands into the quicksand, letting it seep up his body. He moaned happily, only to grin and flash a smirk at his opponent.

"Is that all you got? Show me what a real dom is capable of."

Oh, you're learning, alright...

The more the quicksand built up around him, the more two variables started to stack. She could feel it, see it, sense it.

Getting yourself in trouble and hoping that magic will get you out of it, hmm? she thought. And getting yourself nice and subby so that you'll be able to let it take control and move with it...

Not a bad idea, when it came right down to it.

As the buck started to swing his magic forward again, she felt the counterstrike. Her apprentice sunk into the quicksand, but in the way of someone swimming through a pool instead, flashing from his side of the hill to the other in a flash.

The magic carried him along, lifting the sissy dragon's legs up, his crinkle-butt coming to rest right against the buck's crotch. She chuckled as the other male backed up in shock, obviously not expecting the assertiveness of this sissy, but she knew her apprentice wasn't done just yet.

As he wrapped his legs around the buck's shoulders, she saw what he was doing. His ass was clenching against the buck's cock, encouraging it to grow, to get thicker, heavier. Flows of energy dragged the buck's magic from his head to his cock, pulling his thoughts from his brain to his groin.

Literally making him think with his cock, she thought, leaning on her hand. Submitting to your needs in order to make others submit to theirs. Very clever, and very you, apprentice.

It was a short match after that, something that she had more or less expected. Either her apprentice was going to win quickly or lose quickly, and as he bounced on that big buck cock, it was clear that he'd won. No more spells were cast, only moans given.

Drakina clapped her hands, ending the match. The rest of the villagers shifted away, pulling on reality in their own way and leaving their champion to be fucked. The dragoness flitted down to the top of the hill, resting her hand on the dragon's head.

"You did better than I expected. Ready to lose the diaper?"

"For now," he said, only to freeze. "I mean, yes, yes, I am."

"..."

"You didn't hear that."

She smiled.

"Goddammit, you didn't hear that. I'm not a diaper dragon!"

"If you say so."

She smirked as she gestured, his diaper turning back to the cum she'd milked out of him over a week ago, dribbling down to the sand. Gann lifted his tail even further, groaning at the freedom he had, and started riding the buck's cock that much harder, his own shaft flopping about.

He didn't quite earn that one, but...

Drakina allowed it. She removed the curse that she'd placed on his cock, allowing it to harden as he fucked himself so hard on the stag. It was clear that he obviously needed it, given that he had been such a good student.

As the green dragon fucked himself on the thick buck cock, she could feel the confidence and happiness radiating off of him. She didn't need to be an empath to pick up on that, not when he was making it ever so obvious how much he was enjoying himself.

"I'll leave you to this. When you're done, come see me. We'll have to figure out if you're ready to take on another level of teaching...and another contract for it."

"Mmmph...yes, Mistress."

"See you soon."

She willed herself away, and was soon back in bed with her various worshipers. They leaned in, kissing her, licking her from neck to toe as they whispered their love and adoration for her.

The dragoness pulled her arms above her head and let them work, smiling to herself as she imagined how she would fuck with her apprentice next. After all, if he was going to get the more advanced teaching, then he needed to make it worth her while.

More to the point, she could only imagine what her brother would think when he finally got Gann back. She knew that Drac must have been aware of the magical happenings out on her island - there was no way that he was stupid enough to miss that - but she doubted that he knew the extent to which it was happening. When he found out what Gann was capable of, would it throw him back into one of his own submissive states?

Or would her brother be able to stand up to the new magical might that the little dragon would take home with him?

Mmmm. She smiled, and not just because she had two tongues taking turns on her asshole. This is so many times better than just getting a new spy in his harem...This is going to be fuuuuun.

The End