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Proving Power Through Pleasure

Part 5

For Repanbo

By Draconicon

Velera knew that she had picked the worst door for someone like herself. The musk in the air was hard enough to deal with, keeping her pussy burning and making the new scales on her body itch for the touch of another, but that was only the start of it. The stairs that wound back and forth, back and forth, back and forth constantly reminded her of the slow pace that she was stuck with.

Sure, there were spells that might blow a hole straight up to allow her to climb through the different stairs a bit faster, but she knew that would cost her a lot of energy, a lot of magical power that she would need in the fight against the dragoness.

More to the point...

She reached down to her pussy, feeling for the ring that she'd stashed in there. The anti-magic ring wasn't as powerful while it wasn't being worn, but it still had an effect on her magic while she had it on her person. Her most powerful spells were worn down, and she didn't know if she could cast them or if she would end up wasting them.

This was the best chance, however, of catching the dragoness off-guard. Bunti had the collar, Tharun had one of the shackles, and Saldith had the other. Velera had the cock ring, and she had put it in the one place where it wouldn't be obvious.

If the dragoness decided to fuck her, then she would be in for a nasty surprise. At least, if she went for the pussy.

The once-human groaned as she circled another flight of stairs, shaking her head as her new feet click-clacked on the floor, the spur on her heel making her feel as if she was wearing high-heels, the scales slowly spreading across her chest with every step making her all the more conscious of how naked she was, how...how lewd she must have looked.

Unlike the others, she hadn't been affected by the libido-booster that the great dragoness had hit the others with. She'd been in the air, affected by the booster to her transformation. That meant that she wasn't as unashamed as the rest of them were, wasn't as comfortable in her skin - well, scales, now - as they were. She could make it work, but...

"Nnngh..."

The once-human groaned as she felt her pussy clench again, feeling her inner walls pressing against each other in a desperate need for something to spread them, to fill them. She had never had this much need for someone in bed with her before, never had this level of hunger for cock or pussy or even someone else's fingers. She leaned against the wall, shaking her head, huffing softly as she felt her tail twitching behind her, rising slowly before she forced it back down with a thought.

This was going to be really, really difficult.

Another deep breath, another burning moment as the musk and scents in the air stirred her needs, enhancing her, growing her hips and her breasts. She could feel herself shifting, becoming more and more like a thing that would be more welcome in the pits of the hell spawn among the succubi than in the world above.

Yet, she still held her mind. She still held her focus. The sorceress had been through more adventures than this, and she had no doubt that she'd be able to get to the end of this particular one without losing too much more.

She just...had to make sure that she didn't breathe in too much more of these fumes.

Flapping her wings to clear a bit of breathing space, she kept walking. There had to be a way off these steps eventually.

The dragoness watched her through a scrying spell, and Drakina smiled as she saw the changes to the draconic sorceress.

You were never going to work out as a human, but this...this is much better...

Drakina leaned back with a smirk on her face, languidly stroking her cock. The minutes that she had allocated to the adventurers were just about up, and soon, she'd take her chance to hunt them down.

The others were doing relatively well in their various challenges. The bard was singing to the water elemental that he fought, charming it and turning it away from him, even going so far as to seduce it onto his cock for a time. The horse was certainly a better singer than she had given him credit for being.

The lizardfolk at the riddle door had already found out the penalties for an incorrect answer, and he was fighting against the trap of corrupted plants that had been set against him. She doubted that they would be able to give any sort of long-lasting effect, but she knew that it would keep him busy. Perhaps even keep him penetrated, though she doubted that would happen with the wolves biting off the worst of the plants whenever they got too close.

Even the half-orc was doing well, though she hissed and growled every time that she took a step. The halls of flame were quite the deterrent to most people, though this one seemed to be less deterred and more determined. Drakina smiled as she imagined shoving the big green woman down, forcing her to take the heat on her breasts or ass as she was fucked right into the ground. A mating press down there would be hot and heavy, and she imagined that the musk would be a lovely incense to the rutting.

She squeezed the base of her cock, reaching around her balls to give her pussy a little flick. Both were more than ready for action, and she had been more than generous to the adventurers, even going so far as to give them a few extra seconds. They were well apart from each other, still, and she could teleport as she liked.

Which one, which one...

Velera felt like she was almost at the top of the stairs when she heard a different click to the ones her heel-spurs had been making. She stopped right where she was, lifting her head up to the next bend in the endless flights of stairs.

Drakina rounded the bend, the dragoness's eyes flaring with purple fire.

"Hello, little sorceress," her opponent whispered.

The once-human wasted no time. She raised her hands, flinging a maximized, quickened pair of lightning bolts from her hands, the electricity arcing through the air in a blast of thunder and crackling energy. It ripped through the stairs between her and the dragoness, slammed into the other woman's shield. Velera poured her power into the spell, overcharging it -

CRACK!

The shield around the dragoness broke, and Velera had a moment of triumph...but only a moment.

Drakina held up her hand, catching the jagged edges of the lightning bolts against her palm. Sure, she had to curl her toes, Velera saw, digging her talons into the floor to keep from being shoved back, but it hadn't done anything to knock her off her feet the way that the draconic sorceress had wanted.

She grimaced, holding both her hands forward, pushing more of her magic into the lightning, but the dragoness continued to just hold the one hand up, collecting the lighting against the palm of her hand.

"You know, I thought that you might have a bit more raw power than that, but it seems that I overestimated you on the cords of power," Drakina said, chuckling. "Let me show you a little trick."

With a gesture and a twist of magic that was too fast for Velera to see, the jagged bolts of lightning were suddenly converted into something else, something much more intense. A blast of force, one that exploded out from her opponent's hand, and one that sent her flying back down the steps. The draconic sorceress slammed into the wall, one wing bouncing and clicking in the process.

Before she could get up, her opponent was right there, the dragoness grabbing her by the throat and shoving her back, pinning her to the wall. Purple scales were right in her face, a huff of warm breath against her neck.

"Was that your best spell, hmm?"

"Nnngh...no..."

"You see...that was your mistake...you never lead with a weaker spell...Particularly not against me."

The dragoness leaned in, giving her a soft kiss on her neck, and Velera gasped as she felt the tingle of another spell rushing through her. This one was not one of lightning or fire, not of ice or of the mind.

No, this was one of the body, and she gasped as she arched her back, her clit throbbing and pushing out from beneath its hood, her nipples feeling pinched and tight as they went hard. Her pussy gushed, juices running down her thighs, and her ass...her ass clenched, feeling emptier than it ever had, begging for something inside.

Obviously, she had failed her will save.

As the sorceress slumped back against the wall, gasping hard, she tried to lift her hand. Sparks began to flare against her fingers, but the dragoness merely looked at her, and the spell died. The will of the other sorceress had superseded hers, leaving her weak and gasping for breath, leaving her without any recourse against the other woman's greater power.

Drakina pulled her up by the chin, and another kiss pressed against her lips. It felt like it was stealing the air from her lungs, her breath coming harder, more pantingly, and she couldn't bring herself to focus enough to cast a spell.

Another kiss, then another, and another rained down her naked body, and with each kiss, she became more draconic, more and more scaly, less and less human. She dug her claws into the wall to try and stay up, but as much as she tried to resist the pleasure that the other woman leveled against her, there was no way for her to do that. She couldn't keep her legs closed, couldn't stop the kisses that rained down on her clit, on her pussy, on her thighs. Even going so far as to raise her tail and -

"Ah...ah!"

The dragoness kissed her asshole, tongue wiggling against it, teasing her, raising her lusts until it was all she could think about. Velera tried again and again to fight against the heat rising through her body, but all she could do was think of cantrips, little things that might have been useful at one time, but not here.

Water gushed around her, water spells falling in the air, and dancing lights waved all about her as her magic went out of control. Spells fired without any concern as to what they would actually do, and nothing made sense to her as she was held against the wall, her pussy licked, her ass kissed, her clit rubbed until it was almost raw with need and pleasure.

Her eyes were rolling back in their sockets when she finally was allowed to fall, her ass in the air, her pussy winking like a wild horse's, her asshole clenching like mad.

"Please..."

She didn't know what she was pleading for, but her body did. Her hands reached back, spreading her ass cheeks, her tail raised high. The magic that had been her world had been turned on its head, turned against her. The draconic bloodline that she had long since profited off of had been turned against her too, making her crave what all dragonesses craved when they were in season: eggs.

"Please...breed me..."

Drakina smiled as she looked down at the other woman, shaking her head. It had been surprisingly easy to overwhelm her once the pheromones had taken effect. The lightning spell had been powerful, but her shield had managed to diminish most of its strength, and what had gotten through had been more akin to what a recent graduate of a mage's college could throw rather than an epic level adventurer. She had been able to deflect it with ease, and the show she'd put up against it had made it all the more effective.

The kisses? A spell that was simple enough. A kiss to draw the inner bloodline outwards, to pull it to the fore, and then to stroke it, tease it. The pheromones in the room had been made for dragons, after all, and the more draconic the other woman felt, the more powerful they would be.

As the sorceress moaned hungrily, holding her pussy open, Drakina's cock rose. She smiled as she knelt behind the once-human, rubbing her cock up and down that opening, feeling how wet it was, how eager it was to have her cock inside of it. There was no reason to hold back from a quicky, at least.

She slammed in, and she immediately felt something wrapping around her cock. She paused, slowly pulling out again.

A ring had managed to lodge itself around the head of her cock, the metal pulled tight around the tip. She groaned as she flicked a finger against it, knowing that it wasn't going to come off until she had actually climaxed, but there was something more to it than that. Was it some sort of -

"Oh...oh, you clever girl..."

Drakina could almost respect the sorceress beneath her for this little trick. Certainly, it wasn't going to be enough to stop her from doing what she wanted, but that wasn't the point. It was a way of keeping her weaker for when she faced the rest of the group, and that...that was definitely going to happen with this magic ring.

Particularly as it was tight enough around the head that cumming and going soft was going to be a problem.

Even giving herself a couple of strokes, she could feel that the urge to cum was already strong, that her libido was skyrocketing with her own pheromones around her, but that wasn't making it easier for her to cum. The anti-magic ring around the tip of her cock was holding her back, forcing her libido high and her trigger for orgasm down. She could stroke and fuck as much as she wanted, but there was a very good chance that she was in a chastity cage of sorts with this ring.

Damn...this was a brilliant trap, little sorceress...a pity that you're too out of it to realize your success...

She shook her head, giving the sorceress a few little thrusts, a few little fucking motions to tease her. The urge to just rut this one was still there, still pushing at her and suggesting that she get to all fours and really go at the draconic woman, but...

But she still had the clarity of thought to know that the other adventurers would be finding one another soon, and she had been limited. She would need to move quickly if she wanted to handle them before they could bring their full array of power against her. With some of her magic bound away, she might actually be at a disadvantage.

Saldith finally burned through the last of the corrupted plants, shaking his head as he pushed the riddle door open. The heads on it had gone silent long ago, well before he could offer another answer to their riddle. Not that he imagined that there was a sane answer to their questions. They had made little sense, and he was just glad to be past them in the first place.

His wolves walked behind him, the lizardfolk reaching down and petting them as they came up to his side. They had saved him more than once during the fight, giving him the chance to focus while they tore the corruptive roots from his legs, keeping them from getting as far as his thighs or worse. The idea of having them sliding into his slit...

He shook his head. The last thing he needed was another thing fucking him rather than the other way around. He needed to take charge for once...

And if he could find that dragoness, he would show her taking charge.

As Saldith stepped out of the room, he spotted something purple coming around the bend in the hallway. He immediately reacted, the druid slamming his foot down into the ground, and then gesturing outwards. A flicker of tendrils rushed along the walls, nature reclaiming this unnatural Hall -

"Ah!"

And he heard a feminine gasp. A familiar, feminine gasp. The lizardfolk grinned.

Got you, he thought.

Jogging forward, the druid found just what he had hoped to find. The dragoness had been pinned to the wall, her legs spread wide, her body caught by the power of his magic. She had been bound with her arms over her head, a root around her neck, and her cock and pussy...

Seeing the ring around her cock, he smiled. She had been bound already, and that meant that she was unlikely to be able to just slide free of his magic. If she could have, she already would have.

"Girls...why don't you take a break..."

The feral wolves loped forward, their wet noses beneath the dragoness's sexes. She didn't say anything as the wolves sniffed at her, but when the first long lap traced across her pussy, the dragoness grunted, arching her hips forward.

Saldith took some pleasure in the slight blush on her face. If this was humiliation for the dragoness, then it was well-deserved. She had pushed his party to the brink so many times already, and he imagined that she had humiliated Velera as well, if she had been marked with the ring. Now that she was bound for him, she could take some humiliation of her own, be made to cum for his dogs, by his dogs.

As the wolves licked, one along her shaft and the other along her pussy, she got wetter and wetter, arching her back and thrusting her hips forward from time to time. Her scent in the air got thicker, and Saldith's cocks got harder. He growled under his breath, leaning forward and pressing his hand against her shoulder, letting his fingers drag along her scales towards her chest.

"You think that you can humiliate us again? Think twice. We are going to win this time..."

He rubbed her breasts, holding them, feeling their weight in his hands. They were large, meant for a woman of sex and leisure. The idea that someone that had been this hedonistic had beaten them once outright, and once debatably, was humiliating enough. To think that they were even being challenged by her...

His cock rose at her scent, at her position, at the fact that he had the chance to teach her a lesson.

"I'm going to show you where you belong...where a dragoness needs to be. She's an egg-maker, and that's what you are, no matter how powerful your magic is..."

He had never said that to a female in his life, but right then, right that moment, it felt right. He needed to fuck, and she was a female, and she needed to learn a lesson.

Shoving his wolves out of the way, he pushed under her cock and slammed in, fucking her pussy as hard as he could. He growled deep in his throat, but even that wasn't enough to drown out the gasp that she made as soon as his cock slid inside of her.

She was enjoying it, wet and wild, and she groaned under her breath as she was fucked. He could hear her, feel her clamping down on him, and he knew that he was right. She had no power over him, no way to resist. No, she was going to be his toy until he was done, and then he was going to clamp every bit of anti-magic material on her that he could. Not because he had to, but because it would be that much more satisfying for her to be locked down, unable to cast in any way.

In, out, in, out, his cock slamming into her again, and again, and again. Each time that he bottomed out in her slick pussy, he felt her cock throb against his belly, another reminder of just how much she was enjoying the whole thing. He growled to himself, almost offended that she could get into it that much, but it was just another reminder of how slutty she actually was.

In, out, in, out, his cock forcing her open, her juices running down his shaft and over his groin. The air stank of her pheromones, of her lust and need, and he panted as he pushed her up and down the wall, slamming into her so hard that her breasts bounced and slapped against her chest.

His wolves were even getting into it, turning around, licking each other to the taste on the air. Saldith couldn't stop himself, humping harder, faster, almost feeling as if the nature magic around him was slowly filling his balls, forcing them to expand and grow, his cock feeling like it belonged on a stud beast somewhere. He panted hard as he leaned in against her, his muzzle sliding between her breasts.

He breathed in her scent, driving himself forward with the power that it lent him. He felt her spasming around his cock, knew that she was right on the edge of cumming.

"Go on...cum like the cock slut you are...cum and...cum and break..."

The urges in him were driving him to heights that he didn't know he could reach, a fever that he didn't know what to do with. He kept slamming into her, hard and fast, his hips almost bruising themselves as he fucked her as deep as he could. One, two, three more thrusts into her slick opening -

"NNnngh!"

And then the sorceress came, the legendary dragoness cumming all over her belly and his. Saldith grinned in smug satisfaction -

Click.

And then saw the anti-magic ring fall off of the dragoness's cock. His eyes widened slightly, even as he felt the air shift, the roots falling off of her legs, and her legs wrapping around him. The purple fire burned in her eyes again, and the dragoness smiled.

"Thank you so much for that...now...let's finish you off, shall we?"

Drakina left the hallway with a smile on her face and a lot of creampies in her pussy. She had gotten a good fuck, alright, and one that she hadn't quite expected to get from someone so direct as the lizardfolk had been. He had passed out shortly after she got serious, of course, but that wasn't too surprising.

The purple dragoness ran her hand over her stomach, casting the usual spells to prevent any eggs from forming, and took a moment to look over her shoulder. The druid had his cock throbbing hard from a spell of her own, and now he had the anti-magic ring wrapped around his dick. She'd even gone the extra mile to put the anti-magic shackle that he carried around his ankle, ensuring that there was no way that he'd be able to cast anything for a while.

Good boy, though. I might keep him after the month, if he changes his mind.

She turned -

BANG!

A door went flying across the corridor a couple dozen feet down, and through it stepped the half-orc and the horse. They both were sweaty as one could imagine, and they were both looking a bit desperate. Drakina saw the way that they looked past her, stared at the druid, and then stared at her. She looked down at her knuckles, posing naked just to enjoy their stares, and smiled.

"That's half of you," she said, puffing a breath across them. "You want to keep trying, or are you good with a surrender?"

"..." The bard slowly shook his head. "I can't believe you managed to..."

"Bunti fight."

"Wait, wait -"

"No. Bunti fight," the half-orc said, pulling her fists up with a grin. "Bunti want rematch."

Drakina couldn't blame her for that. The dragoness wanted the same thing, considering that it had been the half-orc's strength that had sent her flying into the wall in the valley. She wanted to give this woman another shot, another chance to take her down, and she wanted to see if she could do the same thing.

The horse started to open his mouth, but before Drakina could say anything or cast a spell, the half-orc reached back and jammed a finger over his lips.

"Nah. Bunti try solo."

"Mmmph!"

"Singer-man can't help."

"He probably can't," the dragoness said with a shake of her head. "But I don't think that you can win, either."

"Bunti still try."

"Well, if you want a one-on-one match..."

Drakina stomped her foot, calling at the magic around her. She couldn't rearrange the Hall and seal off the other rooms, true. That was against the rules. However, she could call on her power to make sure that there were obstacles between here and there. Great walls of fire came at her summons, and pillars of ice left the floor slick and wet, impossible and impassable. She called swarms of beasts, and she summoned the spirits that were just off-shore, calling them in as guards.

She was happy to accept a duel, but she knew the thoughts behind it. The half-orc would fight her, keep her busy, while the horse-bard went through the building and got the rest of the party back to normal, bringing them back to fighting fitness. Not on her watch.

She could tell she was right as the horse and half-orc groaned at the sudden wall of fire behind her, and the dragoness spread her arms in a fighting stance.

"Shall we?"

To her credit, Bunti didn't hesitate. The green-skin roared, then charged, bare feet sending her forward in a mix of leaps and lunges for the dragoness. Drakina braced herself, but even then, she wasn't ready for the impact. Not in the slightest.

Backwards they fell through the fire wall, and the dragoness and the half-orc alike went slick with sweat as they rolled through the hallway. Wild magic that had been let loose by the druid snatched for both of them, grabbing at ankle, breast, wrist, hip, and more. They rolled through it, cutting and burning and brawling as they went.

One room, another, another they went through, crashing through walls. Sometimes, the dragoness was the one that was thrown through, and at other times, the half-orc was. Their strength contested with one another again and again, and who was winning changed by the second.

Drakina was having the time of her life, the rough brawl as good as a duel of magic with her equals, who were few. She'd catch a punch, only to get a kick to the face. Bunti would catch her leg, only to get a jab to the gut. Back and forth, back and forth.

The dragoness got slammed into the wall, one green foot against her chest. Her cock jumped up at the soft musk coming off it, and the half-orc grinned.

"Dragoness still bitch?"

"Heh. No."

With a thwack of her tail, she dislodged the half-orc, and she spun. Another kick, and the other woman was down, and Drakina's foot rested over her bare sex, her heel grinding into those green puffy lips.

"You?"

"Ha! No!"

The fight went on, and as before, the dragoness's endurance outlasted the other woman's rage. Soon, Bunti was starting to flag, and the powerful blows were easier to take. Soon, Drakina was able to catch both of the other woman's fists, pinning them down and bringing her up against the wall. She grinned, and so did the half-orc.

"Ha. You strong," she said.

"So are you."

"Think you stronger?"

"I know I am."

Green legs wrapped around her hips, and a hot green pussy pressed against her cock.

"Prove."

"...One second."

After confirming there was no second ring in the half-orc's pussy, she set to doing just that.

After defeating Bunti, there was nothing that the bard could do to stop her. He just surrendered, knowing that his chances were all but done. With that, the dragoness declared victory, and just in time for her apprentice to wake up and ask what all the commotion was about.

She explained, and then sent him off to have a bit of fun with Bunti. She didn't tell him what the half-orc was like, but she imagined that either he would have a little bit of fun with being the bitch under the butch half-orc, or he would end up finding a way to dominate her. Either way, it would be a good lesson for her apprentice.

As for the other three, she used her magic to bring them to her. Velera had finally managed to bring herself back from the edge of lustful oblivion, while Saldith was still dealing with the fact that he had an erection that was prevented from going down. Tharun, the horse-bard, knelt before her, but he had the posture of someone that was bracing for a betrayal.

Shaking her head, Drakina summoned a throne for herself, sitting down on it and crossing one leg over the other. She pressed her hands together, fingers steepled, and she looked down at them.

"You think that I'm going to be one of those evil overlords, don't you?" she asked.

There was a half-nod from Tharun at that, but the others didn't react. Saldith seemed too out of it to really get it, and Velera looked surprised that she'd even think that. Well, at least that was two out of three.

"I'm not."

"Why not? You won...and you already run the village out there like slaves, don't you?" the horse asked.

"Not so much run it as encourage it; they have their own way of doing things, and part of that involves bending to my way."

"Then...the deal..."

Drakina rolled her eyes, waving her hand dismissively.

"Oh, I'm going to keep you to that. I've always wanted someone that was a bit more worthwhile at my feet, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to force you all to stay here after the month is up. You made the agreement, and I'm keeping to it. Just like I assume you would have done the same if you'd won."

"..."

"Of course," she said with a small smirk, "that doesn't mean that I'm not going to make it as tempting as possible for you to stay longer. The terms of my victory might expire in a month; that doesn't mean that you have to leave if you like it here. And I plan on making being my underlings...incredibly tempting..."

Not to mention that she could probably sell this particular debacle for them as a way for other adventurers of their level to start trying their luck, to bring some honor back to the side of 'right.' She could find even more people that were talented fighters, maybe ones that would make less mistakes.

She didn't want to lose, of course, but the more she pushed herself, the better she could get. And the more that people like this forced her to earn her reality, the better.

What would happen when she ran out of people strong enough to do that? She didn't know...but she hoped she wouldn't get there anytime soon.

"At any rate, let's start with marking you guys...I'm thinking some chastity belts, to start..."

The End