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She wiggled her hips, fat tail snaking around her thighs and then touching at Fey's rigid length. Fey whimpered as the tail curled underneath her length and began to lift it, just as the dragoness adjusted her hips.

It wasn't long before Fey felt something incredibly hot and soft brush against her cock head, the dragoness's pussy, her incredibly dripping wet pussy, her pussy that drooled slightly sticky gel-like fluid down onto her. Of course, the dragonesses output was as nothing to Fey's and a sudden powerful spray of precum hammered against her labia causing the dragoness to jump in surprise.

"Your size is unfortunately wanting but I dare say your output puts dragons to shame, to think this is only pre…" said the dragoness, her eyes alight with excitement.

She wiggled her enormous hips and then slowly eased herself down, her folds parting easily for Fey's dick, a greedy pink ring of labia encircling the shaft and gripping down with so much strength that Fey cried out, the tap of precum that was her cock abruptly closed off and ended by the dragoness's terrifyingly strong insides.

"T-too hard! you're gripping too-too hard!"

She gasped in relief as she felt the dragoness ease off.

"Aww, you sound adorable. Perhaps I should lay with the little folk more often, your meekness has a charm all of its own, it makes me feel all warm inside... Well maybe that's just the need to fuck, but you get the idea."

Fey gave the draconic head above her a disbelieving look, which only prompted Alexandria to smile, flashing a set of huge predatory dragon teeth, not a very comforting sight to see for a plains herbivore, aka a centaur.

The dragoness didn't wait for permission and slowly eased her hips down, her pussy engulfing more and more of Fey's length then slowing as she noticed how easily she was taking it, even for a non-dragon, and then how it felt. She blinked.

"My god your scent has had more of an effect than I realised, I'm like a little teenage dragon eagerly awaiting her first good hard fucking, I don't recall being so sensitive or wet, well, ever!"

"M-maybe you are a little teenage dragon!" squeaked Fey

The dragoness stared at her then a laugh escaped her lips, then a full bellow of a laugh.

"You are too much. I will be looking into procuring you for my army, if only so that I can fuck you while on campaign, you do wonders for my morale."

"I- d-do?"

"Yes, crushing the self esteem of those who think they know something of how dragons fuck is always amusing."

Fey had only a moment for her eyes to open wide before the dragoness slammed her hips down, taking Fey to the base in one go and then dragging herself up, cock being freed to the air coated in dragoness juices before once more being wrapped in dragoness pussy as she slammed herself back down.

The feeling was unreal, the dragoness's insides were a maze of powerful squeezing, a mix of tender softness and a unique harder compression that rolled down her length in clenching waves.

Fey could already feel herself starting to edge toward a peak, she was only slowed by how much backed up precum there was currently in her shaft, the fluid unable to escape into the insane pressure chamber of Alexandria's cunt.

The dragoness's hips continued to slam up and down relentlessly, her breath coming heavy, her eyes fluttering slightly, the dragoness using Fey's dick to masturbate herself, a living dildo, pure and total domination.

There was something about that draconic domination that was causing a reaction in Fey. That primordial sexual beast deep within string to life, its endless expanse rumbling as it turned its planet sized focus toward the proud dragoness.

The dragoness thought she was one to dominate?

This wouldn't do.

Fey unthinkingly grabbed hold of her huge forearms either side of her and gripped as hard as she could, then she bucked up into her, driving her dick up into the dragoness as the dragoness bounced.

For a moment she thought she could take back control, the dragoness let out a long lush moooooan in response, her eyes rolling up under her half closed eyelids.

But then Alexandria's tail whipped behind and dove below Fey's vast balls, the tip instantly finding her sloppiong pussy and then quickly dipping inside forcing her clit to wink free as her labia was stretched around the tail's girth.

Fey cried out, fingers clutching desperately at the dragonesses arms as her spine arched.

She found herself wanting to fall into the Dragoness's rhythm, just letting her have her way with her, but the primal beast inside refused, and despite the furiously squirming tail ravaging her pussy she thrust up into the dragoness as hard as she could.

Surprisingly the dragoness was bounced back up by Feys hips, Fey's strength somehow momentarily overcoming her.

Alexandria blinked.

"Filled with vim and vinegar this one, such spunk. Servants! Hand me my riding crop!"

The maids scrambled to act, a pair standing patiently at one end of the room pulled open a chest and removed what could be described as a riding crop used for disciplining a horse… except on a dragon's scale. The thing was over four foot long and made from heavy twined black leather, the base capped in silver.

The two maids cradled it between themselves and dashed toward the dragoness, scrambling from pillow to pillow before climbing atop the room-sized one Alexandria and Fey were rutting on. Together they knelt and held the crop up and Alexandria snatched it from their hands.

A moment later Fey gasped aloud as she felt the sharp smack of a crop hitting her flank and then the tip was lifted and placed under her chin, lifting her head to look into lady Alexandria's eyes.

"A soldier does not disobey her Lady, A soldier is subservient and follows orders."

Her words weren't helping assuage the beast in Fey, in fact they just seemed to be antagonising it, putting it in overdrive, Fey's motions became harsher, more brutal, thrusting harder and harder.

"Did you not listen, did you not-! I am your commanding-!"

Fey bit the end of the riding crop off and spat it to the side, a fierce grin appearing on her face.

"No, actually, you're mine. You belong to me, all of you."

The dragonesses brow rose in surprise as Fey's hands, front legs and back legs latched onto the dragoness's entire body, grasping the dragoness with incredible force. Then she began to move her limbs, hauling her incredible weight up then slamming her down the length of her barrel.

"H-how dare y-you-! You- g-gaaawdddd!"

The dragoness struggled to regain control of the situation, trying to bat at fey with stunted riding crop and finding that the centaur barely noticed.

Tail lashing, wings outstretching from her back, the dragoness was coming to a peak despite herself, and her claws curled into the fabric of the pillow shredding it apart and sending clouds of white feathers fluttering into the air.

"UUHH- UHHH- HNNNN!"

She groaned and keened, as Fey's hips thrust up into her, her massive breasts rolling and wobbling over Fey's sides.

The dragoness abruptly came, hard, and a wash of squirt sprayed between them in an explosion of clear fluid, the army of maids already diving in, sucking up her fluids and bottling them.