With Happy Dragon you get Egg Roll!
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With Happy Dragon you get Egg Roll!
By William W. Kelso
Las Vegas! Gaudy, sleazy, depraved, wonderful, all that and much more and less, one of a kind. Offering the best and worst that mankind has achieved, but mostly the worst. But its temptations were not for me, I was there strictly on a business trip. A convention; yes, but I forced myself to keep strictly to the schedule, actually attending all the seminars and presentations despite they're being boring as Hell. I did not want a repeat of the last time I was here, and lost my life savings in less than two hours. Close to a hundred grand, gone, just like that. Poof! The only plus side was my wife had divorced me, and since our marriage had been dead for years I was secretly relieved. Still, I gave her more than her fair share, she deserved it. I was man enough to realize the fault was mine; not hers, and I bore her no ill will. We even kept exchanging Xmas cards. So this time I spent my 'free' time in my very nice hotel room working on reports, and doing business from my laptop, in between pigging out at the fantastic 24hr food bar. All offers to 'hit the town' from my friends and colleagues were politely refused. But the evening before the convention ended I decided to go for a stroll, and eat dinner someplace else other then the hotel.
The sun was going down, and it was fairly cool in-between the rows of towering hotels and casinos. I liked to walk, and without any particular destination in mind I soon found myself in an older section of the business district, most of the stores and shops selling the usual sex toys and porn, and I was approached by a few 'nightwalkers'; both male and female, but said 'no thanks' and they professionally left me alone after that. I also ignored the barkers trying to lure me into questionable bars and other 'establishments'. But I was very hungry by now, but there were no restaurants to be seen; at least any I was too scared to give a try. And there were the usual young kids handing out flyers, most of which I ignored, or tried to. Some were pretty aggressive, so I would take their flyers and then just throw them away. One scantily clad young lady on skates handed me a flyer so fast I hardly even realized it had happened, and as I got ready to throw it away I took a second look. It was very simple, and said, 'Free, With Happy Dragon you get Egg Roll!', and had an address. Well, I was hungry, and Chinese sounded pretty good, so I asked a fellow loitering at a street corner where the place was, and he pointed down the street, and said 'Take the second right, you can't miss it buddy.'
I was a bit disappointed when I finally found the place; it was nestled between two much larger buildings, and easy to miss the first time around. And it was not a restaurant. It was a massage parlor. The neon sign had a big lizard or Dragon or something on it, and said 'Happy Dragon Massage Parlor'. I gave an exasperated sigh, and then thought, why not?? Maybe it would help me unwind, I was all kinked up and tense. Besides, it was free according to the flyer.
The massage parlor was in an older house that had probably been there before Las Vega blossomed, and was a bit run down. The front 'parlor' had been turned into a waiting room with threadbare carpet and well worn; but comfortable, chairs. A small counter with a statue of a smiling cat and some almost burned out incense sticks in a small bowl were the only decorations. The old green & red silk wallpaper was probably original to the house, and still appropriate for its new function. I walked up to the desk, but there was no bell or buzzer, so I almost turned around and left; but as I was turning the inner door opened and a fairly old oriental woman came out. She was dressed for the part in silk clothes and had her hair done up in your typical 'old Chinese lady' bun. She smiled when she saw me, and said,
"Thought I heard front door, you want massage?"
Already regretting my decision, I showed her the flyer, and said, "I guess I want what the flyer is advertizing, since it's free."
Her smile got wider, and she said, "Oh, you lucky! You get free top line Happy Dragon massage! We got only one girl give that one, she special! You come this way please! Come, come!"
Actually; I thought, I was more interested in the egg roll. But, what the Hell. Be impolite to just walk out now. So I followed the 'madam'. She kept turning around and bowing a little as she lead me deeper into the house, and the rest of the place was just as casual and 'run down comfortable' as the waiting room. We went down some stairs to what I guess was a basement, and she opened a door and led me into a small room that was rather sparsely furnished. There was a heavy duty message table, a rolling cabinet stacked with towels and what I guess were tubes of body oils and stuff, and a single chair. That was it.
"You wait, I get Li Ming, she our best! You betcha! Give you Happy Dragon!" The old lady said, and shut the door when she left.
Ooookay, I thought, and sat down in the chair. It wasn't as comfortable as the ones in the waiting room. I looked around the room but there wasn't much to see. It had dark paneled walls, a thick green carpet with floral designs that looked like it belonged in an old ladies bedroom, and a single light fixture with a dark green glass color over three low watt bulbs. I examined the massage table a little closer as I could see under it now; and was surprised at how sturdy it was, and it had gears and cogged wheels. Must be adjustable I thought. I waited a little while, fidgeting, and then looked up as the door opened. The woman that came in was...impressive. And I had no doubt she was what they call a 'dominatrix'. She was wearing a white coat like a doctors; at least one size too small, but she also had on black leather high heeled boots on. She was oriental, but big and tall for a Chinese, and also much more voluptuous than your average petite Chinese lady. In short, she was stacked. And she scared me. She smiled; but her grin didn't reach her beautiful green eyes the color of emeralds, and said,
"So, you lucky fellow get Happy Dragon massage! Take off clothes, please!"
"I, er, um, uh,...duh..." I stammered.
"What matter, you shy, big boy? Well, have to take off clothes for massage! Okay, you leave on shorts, how that?"
Like I said, I was a little scared as I'd never been into anything even remotely related to BDSM stuff, but I was also getting...aroused. I'd been 'celibate' since I'd gotten divorced, but not by choice. She was beautiful, a real 'Dragon Lady'. And as long as I got to at least keep my shorts on I figured I could handle it. While I took off my clothes and folded them on the chair she messed around with the table and got the bottles of oil ready. Then I stood there in my shorts and waited, and she finally turned around, and said,
"What you doing? Get on table! How me give you massage if you not on table?! Silly boy!"
As instructed I hopped up on the edge of the table and sat there. She gave a frustrated sounding sigh, and said,
"What the matter, you never do this before? Lay down on stomach please, head on folded arms. Yes, like that. Good boy, now we get started. We gonna have fun!"
So I lay down and rested my head on my arms, and she started rubbing a minty smelling oil into my back and shoulders, then worked it in by gently kneading and rubbing with her incredibly strong fingers. And, oh God, it felt wonderful! I gave a moan of relief as I felt my muscles relaxing as she massaged the knots out of them. She chuckled, and said,
"Feel good, huh? Boy, you really tense, all knotted up! You been needing this a long time, don't you ever try to relax?"
I mumbled something about my job, no time to relax, etc. and she tsked, and said,
"That shame, big boy like you need to rest and play sometimes! Get heart attack work too hard."
I couldn't have agreed more, and was soon almost falling asleep as Li Ming's talented fingers moved up and down my back, and even my thighs and neck. Suddenly she gave a light slap on the rump, and said,
"Okey dokey, back all done, time to do front! Roll over."
My initial stir of arousal had faded somewhat as the lovely massage had caused me to relax, so I was spared the embarrassment of having an erection when I rolled over. I was fairly well endowed, and even in shorts it would have been obvious.
"Good," she said, "now hands over head please."
She put a little pillow under my head, and I held my arms up as she asked, and soon she was at work on my chest and stomach, more oil being rubbed in as she worked her way up and down my body. Ohhh, I thought, this must be what heaven is like! I didn't notice as she went around to the top of the table, and didn't even react as first as heavy leather straps were secured about my wrists. But when she did something that made my arms move apart I did notice.
"What the...?" I asked, confused as she walked back down the table, smiling that scary smile.
And then I noticed that she had removed her white doctors coat, and she was stark naked underneath! All she had on now where those black leather boots, and gold rings pierced through her nipples and labial lips. And she was just as beautiful as I had thought, if not more so. I stared; stunned and wide eyed, as she fitted a leather strap around one of my ankles, then the other, and I was still too shocked to try and resist. And I was rock hard by then too, it had been a long time since I'd been with a woman, and I'd never been with one as drop-dead gorgeous as she was. Her large firm conical breasts had equally large brown areoles and nipples, and her prominent mound had only a thin dusting of pubic hair, her labial lips swollen and glistening, the knob of her clitoris visible. In seconds I was so hard it hurt.
"W-What are you doing!?" I asked; as I squirmed a little, pulling at the heavy leather straps. Smiling, she reached under the table and did something, and my legs were pulled apart leaving me eagle spread and quite helpless, the table now a large "X".
"Time for best part now." She said, and smiling she took a pair of scissors and cut my shorts down the sides; then yanked them off leaving me completely nude, and terribly exposed, my shame visible and rampant. "Oooo, you got nice big cock!" She said, licking her lips like she was hungry.
Ohhhh shit; I thought, this was NOT what I was expecting. "Look lady," I said, "I'm really, um, not into this kind of stuff! What say we call it a night, and I'll give you a nice big tip! OK? Please?"
She smiled, and said, "Oh, so sorry, I don't think so. You might not be into this kind of stuff sailor, but I am! And I want to play with my new toy. And you call me Mistress from now on, or I punish. Now, let me have closer look at you, big boy."
I gulped, watching helplessly as she took a 'closer' look at me. She hefted and fondled my balls; gently squeezing them, then ran her fingertips up and down the shaft of my cock, just barely touching, feather light. I couldn't help it, I gave a grunt of pleasure from the unwanted stimulation, and she smiled, and said,
"Oh, good, you wet one! Lots of pre! Bet it been long time, no pussy! Might not even need lube, that nice!"
"L-Look," I said, starting to panic just a little bit, or a little bit more, "I really don't want the, um, rest of the massage! Just let me go, OK?"
Suddenly she gave my balls a really hard squeeze, and as I gasped and squealed, she said, "You call me Mistress! No more talking! You talk without permission, I punish!"
And she squeezed my balls again; but not quite as hard, as if to emphasize her point, and believe me, she had my full undivided attention. Oh my God, I realized, I'm about to be raped! And despite that rather horrible thought my cock remained rock hard and eager. My mind was thinking one thing, my cock another.
I'm not sure how long the 'foreplay' went on, but for the first time in over ten years I had my cock sucked by a woman. She rubbed more oil onto me; including my balls, and this oil felt different. It tingled pleasantly, and made me even more rampant and hard, my cock starting to ache from its need. She rubbed her body against me, pressed her breasts against my face and I helplessly licked and sucked her nipples, I couldn't stop myself! No man could have, she was incredibly beautiful.
"Yes," she said, "you lick, suck me good! You bite a little nipples too, yes, like that! Good boy!"
As 'ordered' I nipped and sucked her aureoles and nipples, and she gave little gasps of obvious pleasure. But she rubbed her nipples against the rest of my body too; and the feeling of their rubbery buds moving over my slippery oiled skin was incredibly erotic and arousing. When is she going to fuck me: I wondered?? God help me, I was looking forward to it by now! That's when she started sucking me. She licked my cocks head and shaft for awhile, and then slowly swallowed me, taking her time, and it was almost fifteen minutes before she finished. I was a good seven inches long, and she sucked in my whole length, her tongue sliding up and down my shaft once it had hilted in her mouth, and unable to help myself I thrust up as best I could, moaning in pleasure. If this was rape, I liked it! I had NO idea what was to come.
"P-Please," I begged as she slowly sucked and tongued me, "Please let me cum!"
She raised her head, saliva and pre dripping from her lips, and with that scary smile, said, "Oh, we just getting started, big boy! And since you spoke without permission, and did not call me Mistress, you be punished now!"
She hopped up on the table, and moved so her feet were flanking my head, my view of her wet swollen sex unimpeded; then she knelt down on her knees so my head was between her thighs, her pussy right in my face, only an inch away. She smiled, and said,
"I suck you, now you suck me. But you make me cum too!"
Then she lowered herself onto me, my face helplessly buried in her pussy! I could feel her soft wet labial slips flared over my mouth and nose, her intense sexual musk filling my nostrils as I stared at her in disbelief. I had never done this before, not even with my wife! It was...wrong! She clamped her thighs around my head, and said,
"OK, you eat my pussy now, I want lots of tongue! You make me cum, maybe I let you cum too? Be nice Mistress."
So I 'ate' her pussy; I mean, what could I do?? I licked her velvety smooth labial lips, tongued her swollen clitoris, and she gyrated on my face as she moaned and grunted in pleasure, her large tits jiggling. I slurped and licked, running my tongue as deeply into her pussy as I could, her vaginal muscles sucking at me, clenching and quivering in response to my attentions. I sucked and nibbled her lips and clit, her fluids dripping over my face, and suddenly she arched and shuddered, and more sexual fluids spurted over my face as she orgasmed, her cum drenching my face. Gasping, I helplessly swallowed most of it as I tried to get enough air. She pulled back a little, her spasming lips a few inches from my face as I gasped for breath, revolted by what I'd done, but my cock was harder then ever.
"Good boy," Li Ming said, "You eat pussy good. Again."
I started to say something in protest, horrified, but her thighs slapped tightly around my head again; my face was buried in her pussy once more, and my protest became wet muffled grunts and slurping sounds as I started 'eating' her again.
"Yesss!" She said, "You good boy! Give Mistress much pleasure! You strong, good! Ugh-UGH-UGHHHH, Ahhhhh-Yesssss! Again!"
She made me 'eat' her to orgasm four times as I performed cunnilingus on her insatiable pussy, and to my horror I was coming to enjoy what I was doing as I lapped up her sexual fluids as she gushed over my face again and again. And my cock remained so hard it was painful; pre dripping from the tip, as I pleasured her. I know now she was breaking me, removing my will to resist, for what was coming, to make it easier. I was becoming her willing slave without even knowing it.
Finally she stood up again, her sex dripping sexual fluids onto my face as she smiled down at me. I whimpered, weakly pulling against the cuffs, my gaze fixed on the lips of her sex and the promise of relief they offered, my cock throbbing. To my disbelief I actually found myself hoping she would have me pleasure her orally again, wanting more of the taste of her sex!
"You number one pussy eater, big boy!" She said, "Mistress happy!"
"P-Please!" I begged, "I-I need you, please...?"
"You want me fuck you now? Make you cum long time?" She asked, smiling that horrible smile.
"P-Please...!" I moaned.
"OK," she said, "but first get you ready, make sure it take long time for you to cum. Give Mistress much more pleasure, you too."
To my dismay she didn't mount me right away, first she smeared even more oil over my trembling body, and it tingled more than ever. Then she took some sort of paint and painted oriental looking characters on my stomach, thighs, forehead, and even my balls. I moaned as she gently fondled each aching orb, the slick paint brush stimulating me horribly. At this point I didn't care what she was doing; all I wanted was to fuck her! To drain my loins and relieve my horribly aching need! It was torture, pure and simple, and she took her time as she delighted in tormenting me. Finally putting away her painting set she dipped a hand into a small bowl of some incredibly pungent smelling cream, and as she rubbed it into my cock I bucked and gave a shrill scream of pleasure and pain, it tingled and burned at the same time, kind of like Vick's Vapor-rub. I'd never felt anything like it! My cock bobbed and quivered in response, pre dripping from the head.
"Now, we all ready!" She said, "We have great fun now, much pleasure!"
Then she got up on the table again, and slowly slowered herself onto my cock, and I thought I'd die as her slick wet lips swallowed me. I gave a deep guttural moan and thrust up as best I could, and she smiled and said,
"Oh no, big boy! You just lie back, let your Mistress do all the work! You need save all your strength!"
And she was right; she rode me and rode me, bringing me to the brink again and again, which didn't take much. And somehow she always knew just before I was going to cum; just a stroke or two away, and would slow down or stop, leaving me shuddering in an exquisite torment of orgasm denial, so close, so close! The velvety smooth hot lining of her pussy would gently suck and caress my rigid cock and I would thrash helplessly, groaning from the incredibly pleasurable feeling. I begged for awhile, but then all I could do was moan and gasp. But she did not deny herself the release I so desperately needed, and time and time again she would stop and quiver; moaning, her fluids drenching my crotch as she climaxed, bringing herself to orgasm after orgasm. But she wouldn't let me cum, denying me the relief I needed so desperately, tormenting me until it became unbearable.
"P-Please," I gasped, sobbing as she brought me to the brink yet again, only to slow down and stop; staring up at her, pleading with my eyes as well, "I-I...can't...oh, p-please, ugghhh...c-cum...n-need...!"
"Yes, you ready now, I think!" She said as she begin rocking back and forth again, hilting me with every forward roll of her hips, gyrating on my agonized cock. Even as she kept raping me; because it WAS rape; the pleasure had become agonizing, she reached over and took a small bottle off the cabinet, and holding it to my gasping mouth, she said, "Drink, and you cum!"
And I drank it, wrapping my lips around the mouth of the bottle and sucking eagerly, a thick sweet fluid trickling down my throat. Anything! Anything to be allowed to cum by my Mistress!! That was the only thing that mattered in the whole world. Had she said she was giving me arsenic I would have taken it without hesitation. Anything to please her, anything to make her let me CUM!!
Up to the point when pleasure had faded into an indistinguishable blend of agony and ecstasy I had thought it couldn't get any worse. I was so very wrong. She started riding me with a fast steady rhythm. Hilt, gyrate, lean forward, lean back, hilt, gyrate, nonstop. And I went berserk as I felt something awaken inside of me, filling me, flowing into my body and...changing it. With a shriek I started thrusting up to meet her as she ground down, unable to stop myself, not wanting to stop, arching my back painfully. My need was pure agony of a kind beyond description, but it wasn't just my need, it was also the need of whatever was growing inside of me, and it wanted OUT!
"Yesss!" Li Ming said, grinning down at my contorted features, "Let it out! Welcome its power as two become one, as you become inseparable! Open yourself to him, let his power fill you both!"
But I didn't hear what she was saying, my ears were ringing, my head throbbing as my body began to...expand. I shrieked in agony as the skin on my chest and sides began to split, strips peeling away to dissipate into nothing like smoke, to reveal...scales, and thick bands. No, NO, Oh GOD!! What's happening to me!!!! I screamed in my mind as my whole body writhed and convulsed; grunting and contorting from cramps that felt like they were tearing me apart! And somehow I remained awake, and horribly aware; not for me the bliss and oblivion of unconsciousness. And still I thrust up into her as best I could, her delighted smile and glowing emerald eyes filling my eyes as I...roared.
With a loud hiss I pulled my wrists free from the cuffs, the heavy leather straps snapping like wet cardboard. I lifted my head on a long limber neck, and looked at my arms in confusion, arms covered in heavy scales, hands with four digits ending in razor sharp talons. I looked at her and tried to say something, but instead threw my head back and squealed as another massive cramp rippled through my body and I keened in pain as my spine writhed and popped as it stretched, my body lengthening. When the worst had passed I gripped her wonderful breasts in my clawed hands, and whimpering, said,
"P-Pleassse...it...hurtssss!!! Ur-ur-urraawwwwrrrr!"
Li Ming took my still growing snout in her hands, and giving me a gentle kiss, said, "Soon, soon you cum, pleasure beyond belief."
Despite what was happening I kept rising to meet her, my cock throbbing and aching; but it felt different now, and I realized whatever was happening to me was happening to my cock too. She was getting deliciously tighter, and I gave a roar of pleasure as I switched my grip from her breasts to her waist and lunged up into her; and she shrieked in pleasure of her own, only now I was the one doing the fucking as I held het next to my increasingly inhuman body, my thrusts increasingly powerful and brutal as I serviced her, unable to stop. But at the same time I was careful not to hurt her; not to tear or rend her with my razor sharp talons, my head whipping as I snapped my jaws in agonizing ecstasy. One did not harm one's Mistress, somehow I knew this.
I threw my head back as shrieked as my back contorted again, my wide open eyes staring down a long scaled snout ending in writhing tentacle like whiskers that I suddenly realized I could sense and smell with!! With loud pops my legs shifted as my pelvis collapsed and reformed, and before I even realized I was doing it I had coiled the upper part of my body around hers, her firm full breasts crushed against my scales in a most enjoyable way as I kept fucking her, the speed of my thrusts increasing while she gripped my body and moaned loudly. Then a final thrust; and sweet relief!!
I roared as I orgasmed, my whole body writhing and shuddering and I would have thrown her off if she hadn't gripped me tightly as she kept riding me as I filled her slick hot sex to overflowing with powerful jets of cum. And it went on and on, the longest most intensely agonizing pleasurable orgasm I would ever have, as man or...Dragon. And somehow, amazingly, I didn't pass out as I roared and bellowed in ecstasy.
When it finally ended I collapsed and lay draped across the table, the lower part of my limp body hanging off the edge and leaning against the table, my back bent at an impossible angle as I gasped for breath, shocked, trying to...understand. Finally, with a hiss, I slowly straightened up, staring down at myself in horrified wonder. T-That can't be me; I thought! The long tubular body was covered in thick green scales and golden brown belly bands, the shimmering scales edged with gold. I was looking down a long snout, my 'whiskers' constantly writhing, and with a hiss a long forked tongue licked out over sharp fangs, before disappearing back between the hard lips of my immobile fixed features. I gave a moan of disbelief as I looked at my arms, then down my way too long body to my legs; and past them down the long tail, a tail ending in what looked like a tuft of feather like hairs. Turning my neck I realized I had a crest running down my back, and more of the 'feathers' running along it almost like a mane, with similar tufts at my ankles and wrists. With a screech I felt my snout, and to my shock found a long pair of horns, or maybe antlers, sweeping back from the top of my narrow head. Hearing a moan I realized Li Ming HAD passed out, and was lying on the floor where she'd fallen after our massive mutual orgasms had ended and I'd let her go. She sat up, smiled, and said,
"Wow, what a ride! You one big stud, you know that? Hoo boy, I be sore for a week!"
Twisting my body so my hind end was on the table now, I curled back down my length and found myself facing her from a short distance away, and hissed,
"What have to done to me, Mistress?" Then I blinked, realizing what I'd said. I'd called her Mistress, and with another start realized it was the truth, she WAS my Mistress! The thing I had become was her obedient servant! I knew that beyond doubt.
She reached up and stroked my snout; causing me to hiss in pleasure, and said, "Good, you know your place great one. I summoned you to serve me, and gave you this body so you could manifest yourself in this realm. The two of you are one now; with the man's memories, and the Dragons body and powers."
Again I realized she was right, and though some part of me craved her touch, I lifted my head until it bumped the light fixture (ouch), and asked,
"But why, Mistress?? Why do...this?"
"For power and wealth, silly Dragon!" She said with a big smile as she stood up a little shakily. "What other reasons could there be?"
I stood still as she inspected me; only turning my head to watch as she did, nodding to herself every now and then. Part of me was still horrified by what had happened, but as she ran her hands over my body I hissed in pleasure; and feeling a strange, but incredibly pleasurable, sensation between my legs I looked down and hissed in wonder as my penis can slithering out of its vent. It was a dark purplish-pink in color, glistening wetly, over a foot long and inhuman in shape. The head was pointed and the flared corona gave it the appearance of a spearpoint or arrowhead, and every few inches on the shaft were raised ridges covered by short stubby tendrils that moved slowly, and I could FEEL them. As she reached my rampant cock she gently stroked it, and I gave a groan of pure ecstasy, a drop of thick oily pre dangling from the tip.
"You are very nice," she said, "A green with gold highlights, very powerful, much good luck to your master or mistress. And also very erotic, very sensual, and sexually insatiable. Much better then Brown Dragon! Good, excellent!" She licked the tip of my cock, savoring the taste of my pre; causing me to shudder and give another deep groan of pleasure, and added, "Delicious, your pre and cum will make a most valuable and powerful aphrodisiac. I will have to milk you often."
I looked at her, my penis throbbing visibly as veins pulsed on the surface, my gaze hopeful as I panted in lust, my loins aching. I wanted to ask her; beg her, to let me pleasure her, but knew it wasn't my place to do so. She would do the asking; and the ordering. I was her...slave. Yes, I realized, the thing I had become was her slave! Of course she knew what was going through my mind despite my gemlike emotionless eyes, and; smiling, said,
"You wish to pleasure your Mistress, do you not?"
All I could do was nod my head, eagerly, moaning.
"Well, I am too well serviced for that now." And she smiled at my evident disappointment, "But I will not be cruel my pet, and will let you have a treat. You may clean me." And she sat down in the chair; after throwing the clothes I would never need again on the floor, and sat back, legs spread.
I didn't hesitate; I couldn't, and lowering my head I was soon hissing happily, licking and tonguing her crotch and pussy while she stroked my snout and moaned in pleasure, and I was rewarded for my efforts with her orgasmic juices as I brought her to orgasm after several minutes of my delicious treat, and I gave a happy hiss as her sweet juices washed over my tongue and I eagerly lapped at them.
"Ummm, UGGHH!!" She gasped, "Good boy, you know your duties well! You will fetch a premium. I shall make sure your...abilities are honed to perfection by training you personally. Now, get up on the table and rear up."
I did as I was told, and crouched looking down at her, I couldn't straighten up entirely as the ceiling was too low. Then I gave a startled squeal; or started to give one, as she said something I couldn't quite hear, and I went rigid and started to shrink! Quickly I grew smaller and smaller, until she was towering over me! Desperately I tried to move, to talk; to do anything! But though entirely aware I couldn't move at all! Then she picked me up and gave me a kiss on the end of my snout, before putting me under her arm and carrying me to the door. As it opened she yelled,
"Mama, clean up room please! We have new Dragon, a green with golden highlights!"
The old lady passed us in the hall, pausing to look at me and smile happily, then Li Ming took me upstairs and into what could only be her bedroom; and it was as kinky as she was, and as she opened a large heavy old oriental cabinet I was shocked to see several other Dragons inside! All about a foot tall, crouched in a rearing position, and though I knew they were like me, aware and intelligent, then looked like extremely well painted ceramic statues! That must be what I look like now, I realized. They were all different to some extent, mainly the colorations. One was a golden color, two red, one a rich cobalt blue, two browns, and there was another green colored one, but without the gold highlights I had. She gave me another kiss on my snout, then set me down on a shelf next to another Dragon, and shut the door to the cabinet. Despite the pitch dark I found I could see perfectly, and I could 'feel' the other Dragons, and realized to my surprise that two were...females! Now wasn't THAT interesting? Then I realized something else, I'd never gotten my damned egg roll, and I was still hungry! What do magical Dragons like me eat, I wondered? And then I realized I already knew the answer to that question, the memory of my Mistress's spread legs and her glistening wet sex making my stomach give a grumble of hunger. This; I thought, might not be so bad after all.
True to her promise my Mistress personally trained me, with the help of other women and Dragons, to pleasure a master or mistress in whatever way they desired. At first it was...weird, but I soon came to enjoy it as I was made for it. The creature I had become was made for it, needed it. The best was when she had me mate with a female Dragon while she watched in delight as we roared in ecstasy.
Eventually I was sold for a great sum of money to a very prominent and powerful Chinese family in China Town, San Diego. I sit on a small pedestal near the front door of their opulent residence, and I can sense the intentions of any person who enters; with or without permission. If they mean my owners any harm they are never seen again, and I am well fed as my owners have many enemies. I leave behind only clothes, swallowing would be assassins whole. Of course they are aware of my other powers as well, and I am quite often called to pleasure members of the family, or others for their amusement. I can't complain, it beats being a CPA.
The End
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