It was the third month of the year, the eighteenth day. I remember our village being attacked by raiders, plundering every home. They were fearsome and clad in thick hide armor, a few riding on horseback, easily capturing any of those who ran. Some of us fought back, take any spear or even rocks, flinging it back at them. It did little, and it only angered some of them even more as they began to conquer our homes. It was not enough that they took all the gold and precious items we had, they captured us, taking us as their own. Those who stood up to them were cut down, like that of wheat in the fields. They barged in, wrangling all of us, gathering us like livestock.
We were forced into their carriages where they caged us in, chained, taking us far far away from our homes to who knows where. The ground was littered with a few of our own, lying motionless with some in pools of blood. There was little time to even wrap my head round it, being forcefully pulled away. The last I saw of the village, my home, they were setting it alight with fire, intending to raze it all to the ground. I wanted to scream, to beg for mercy as they killed off all those who were old or unable. But I could not, I simply couldn’t even if I tried my hardest.
They had draped the carriage with a thick cloth that obscured all sight and put us in perpetual darkness. All of us could only squirm helplessly, resigned to whatever fate had ordained. I was struggling against the bonds, tears rolling down my cheeks as I pulled, hoping it would break or weaken itself, but I only tired myself out, and it held fast. I still kept going, pulling till it hurt, straining till I was breathless, but there was no luck. The chains still remained. I could only sob, leaning in a corner as the carriage rumbled on. I had silent hopes, irrational, far-fetched. Maybe the carriage would disconnect and crash, setting us free, maybe knights would come and rescue us from such a cruel fate. Maybe one if us could overpower their blades and turn the tide. But I would have just as much chance as wishing for gold to drop from the sky. Even now my mind is still reeling from the shock and sudden change. It’s like being in a nightmare I wish I could wake from, hoping and praying to whatever gods that I would open my eyes to just another day in my hut.
Eventually we stopped and the cloth was tugged away, and I could only see a large wall of stone, probably part of some city. Gone were the rolling hills and pristine blue skies that were my home. No longer was I free to roam the lands as I pleased. In its place were ugly mountain ridges that decorated the horizon like some jagged twisted crown, almost seeming like the edge of the earth had some form of infection like boils. The sky was a perpetual shade of gray from chimneys, billowing thick black smoke that seemed to block even the sun. The air had a faint foul smell, and I wrinkled my nose in disgust.
Looking about, I could see my fellow village members, and they had the same look of gloom on their faces. The raiders barked at us to exit, and we were separated by gender into two groups. I surmised that we were by the entrance of a house, probably to hold us for whatever intention they had. The males would be made into labour workers, to do grueling and physically demanding tasks. I had to look away, averting my eyes as they took a branding iron, marking all their foreheads with it. Many of them endured it with gritted teeth, others screaming away as I heard it sizzle. The worst of it were the younger boys, grabbed by their tails and their shrieks of agony, the brand pressing in deeper and seemingly longer. Those raiders, the monsters, they were deriving entertainment from our misery. Even as I write this now, I cannot wring my mind free from those images, the sobs of pain. It hurts me so, to be so helpless before these terrible demons, only able to watch as they acted freely and without consequence.
Then they were sent off to a new carriage, their arms stretched through the cage bars as if trying to reach out to us. Maybe they felt like it would help, like their begs and shouts would merit mercy, but the demons had none of it, and even scoffed as it drove away.
For us females, they chained us by our necks, and we had some cloth cover our eyes. Orders were yelled at us, making us walk into what I presumed was the house, its cold and musty air revolting to my senses. Some of us begged too, the voices of some of my friends, and even the village’s medic as well. But all I heard were vicious slaps, almost brutal, followed by sobs. Others screamed and shrieked, the air filled with the rattle of chains as a struggle, presumably, ensued. More strikes were heard, and some shoves, and then the loud unmistakable sound of a lock, clanking shut.
Now hopelessly incarcerated, I tried to feel about the place, trying to pull the hood from my eyes. I felt sharp resistance, and could feel the cold of metal chain as I discovered it to be attached to the metal leash collars. If anything, they wanted us temporarily blinded, maybe to prevent us from finding our way out. My worst fears were playing out one by one, and the feeling of terror threatened to engulf me in, consuming me alive with its icy fangs.
Hours passed, and crying could be heard all night. I shivered with the chill, unable to sleep. Some sounds of struggle could be heard, with people trying the gates to try to break out, there were clangs and clatters, but it seemed there was no progress. I, on the other hand, had searched and found the gate, intending to be far far away from it as possible, maybe to avert being chosen first by the raiders for whatever it was they wished.
Eventually after how long, it could have been hours for all I knew, the door burst open with a yell from one of them, ordering us to come out. Blinded still, we were lead by the leashes, dragged to wherever they wished. I felt the temperature of the air change, and the sound of footsteps landing on wood. Then there was the numerous voices all around us. My heart sank as the realization settled in, like a sudden heavy weight.
This was a podium, and they were going to sell us all to the highest bidder…
Just yesterday we were taken from our village, and as they removed the blinding cloths, I could see the eager crowd, all eyes on us. The raiders chained us by our hands to the walls, and swiftly cut at our clothing, tearing it into twos and threes. Screams could be heard in response from the girls round me, our naked bodies in view of them. I could only blush and look away, feeling their eager eyes sweeping all over us as one of them cut my dress to tatters.
“Alright you good folk, these fine she-dragons are all here for you all. The first one is up, and she’s a looker too!”
The lead raider took to the stands, announcing each of us as the folk below bid their prices. I gasped in shock, unable to do anything as my friends one by one were sold off. One of them was about to purchase Lea, and the buyer, a green dragon in an exquisite robe, was groping her breasts like some form of inspection. She wailed in response, crying from the hurtful way he was treating her. The raiders simply gagged her with cloth, silencing her tearful pleas. I couldn’t watch as she was led away, sold to that terrible man as she still struggled even in hopelessness. My vision turned blurry with tears as I sobbed silently.
“Now this orange one is quite the marvel, with her vibrant orange scales…”
The auctioneer raider droned on and on, and I hated how he advertised us.
Miari was next, and two people were molesting her body, feeling her as she whimpered. She was like a sister to me, and it sickened me to know that her tear-stricken face would be my last memory of her. Then she was gone, taken away, as well as many others, sold for gold.
Then, it was my turn, and I was shivering in my knees from the fear. Another of those men walked up to me, and he groped my breast, pinching my nipple hard. It hurt so terribly, and my mouth opened up to shout, but no noise came out save for a sharp exhale of breath. I hated his touch, and how dirty I felt as his hand snaked along my scales. Another of them simply stroked my cheek, and tilted my head to get a better look at me.
“Now this one is quite fetching! She’s got such a beautiful figure, with scales as white as the clouds!”
Along with the two men, two more came up, playing with my body as they looked at my figure. I could only squirm in the chains, feeling so defiled as their hands roamed my body freely. A dark brown one pulled at my nipple, bouncing my breasts, as if entertaining himself.
“I bid two thousand gold for her!”
“Three thousand!”
“No, put in five thousand!”
Many of them began bidding, and it seemed like I was quite sought after. So far all the other girls at best were only worth up to two thousand, but now most of the men were eager to have their hands on me. I was sure this did not mean well, and I felt dread grow even more as the price grew.
“Seven thousand five hundred!”
“Make it eight, I want to add her to my collection!”
My knees quivered with fear, still trying my hardest to get away from these men. But the chains held on, as one of them hugged me from behind, groping both my breasts and playing with them. Another was playing with my nipple, and it always hurt as their fingers seemed to clasp down on it. My face was flushed red as tears kept rolling down my cheeks. I wanted it all to stop, for their hands to stop violating me.
“Fifteen thousand…” a voice suddenly said.
It was not spoken loudly, but it seemed to resound through the mass of chatter. A few heads turned, and I could only make out a bit of the strange figure standing at the back.
Even the raiders were astonished by the amount willing to have me, but would not question it. The other girls had confused looks, which probably mirrored mine. The other men started to talk amongst themselves, and it seemed his bid would be the one to take me.
Walking toward me, the dark orange dragon grabbed my breasts hard, sending more pain through me.
“Fifteen thousand, all yours, good sir!” the raider remarked with extra enthusiasm.
“Good...because I need a new bitch to play with~”
His other hand grabbed at my throat, and I felt air cut off as I struggled in panic.
“Twenty thousand….” came a soft voice.
The beast molesting me turned, almost offended that someone else superceded his offer. It was like an air of irritation and wild energy, manifesting round him.
“...What?” he seethed.
“I bid twenty thousand for her,” replied a dark grey dragon as he walked up to me.
By then, the crowd was spellbound, and it seemed even the demon touching me had to back down. As I coughed for air, I watched in shock as the dark grey one then give a resounding punch, sending the lecher almost flying back. He tumbled, falling off the podium into some barrels, his weight crashing through one or two of them. The other spectators all gasped, and a few rushing away for fear of more to come.
“That...was for harming one of my girls…” the dark grey one remarked.
He paid not in gold coins, but fine jewels that sparkled and radiated colors in the sunlight. The sellers all laughed in joy, marvelling each gemstone as they happily passed my leash to my new master. Then, he led me away, taking me to a carriage.
He had laid a small cloak upon me, letting me cover my nakedness. But it did little to quell the fear I had of him. The punch replayed itself in my head, the power that struck into that terrible man. If anything, he would have been knocked out cold in a single hit. I was fearful to even consider stepping out of line, who knew how vicious his temper could even be?
“So...tell me, what is your name?” he asked.
I pursed my lips, unsure how to even respond.
Only now did I manage to take note of how he dressed, wearing such a brightly colored robe with gold lining and decoration. Jewelled rings adorned some of his fingers, and his necklace sported dazzling sapphires. Even the cloak he put on me looked extremely expensive, with flamboyant patterns running down the sides. It seemed-
“-your name...my pet.”
Oh! I forgot to reply! I struggled to compose the sentence in my head, worried to the bone if he would be angry. My hands had a visible tremor, and my eyes darted about frantically. He seemed to sense it, and stretched his hand out. Was he going to beat me?!
His hand stroked along my cheek, wiping away a tear.
It was then I realized, his outburst scared me, but his gesture of what seemed to be kindness...shocked me even more. He held my chin gently, as if to take a full gaze at my face, and a gentle smile formed on his face.
“Don’t be afraid...you can tell me…”
Even with the rumbling of the carriage, it still felt like it was extra deafening. I gulped, and mustered the courage and spoke.
With my hands.
“My name is Adalynn, I cannot speak.” I signed with my hands.
“Ahhh, so you are mute...I’m Draan. I know you been ripped from your home and seen some terrible sights, but you will be safe with me,” he replied with a smile.
This kindness was something welcoming to me, but yet with all that had happened today and what he did to that monster that was hurting and groping me, I still fear him. The carriage stopped suddenly and the door of the carriage opened up as a black dragon dressed in leather armor stood there.
Draan gently held my hands and looked over at me and then to the other dragon.
“Report. Have you accomplished what I asked?”
He spoke in a commanding tone.
“We have the girl…”
Uncertainty and confusion wrapped round my mind, like twin snakes, snaring at my thoughts. It was like a riddle, with the answer just out of reach He then looked at the door as the carriage made another stop. The door opened and I couldn't breathe as I started to cry, seeing Miari standing there in the same robes I was as she came inside the carriage. I hugged her tight not letting her go as she did the same, with her sobbing softly into my embrace. The door closed as the carriage went off again. I turned to him crying still, just as fearful as she was, but also somewhat relieved someone I knew was with me. This whole experience had left me so broken and the sights we saw were burned into our memories forever. I was going try to get my hands up to ask the hundreds of questions swirling in my mind like a swarm of angry bees when he leaned over and kissed my head.
“It’s going to be okay. We will arrive soon to your new home and life soon…”
All I could do was hold close to Miari, utterly relieved to feel someone familiar close to me. She seemed to feel the same, her embrace wrapped round me, not letting go. I wiped away tears, doing the same for her as well, with her eventually looking at me, sniffing a bit.
“Good sir, I beg of you to show mercy to her. She is mute, she cannot tal-”
“I know. With her hand movements, I inferred as much. So do you know her name?”
“Yes, sir. She is Adalynn…”
“Adalynn, a wonderful name, and what is yours?”
“I am Miari, one of her friends.”
Draan seemed to be in deep thought, and both of us were still filled with worry as the carriage moved across town. This city was huge, and it seemed never ending with its twisting walls and alleyways. Shops flew by in colorful blurs, and I could pick up bits of conversation as we kept moving.
It was only now did I realize how tired I was, having been awake all night. My eyelids were getting heavy as I leaned back, and somewhere, I dozed off.
“Adalynn, wake up.”
Draan’s voice pierced through, and I jerked up, shocked that I had slept.
It seemed to have been a small nap, as now we resided by a miniature forest, with beautiful flowers decorating every corner. Wind rustled through the numerous trees, and if I squinted, it would almost feel like my village once more.
“Come Adalynn, he wants us inside,” Miari said, holding my hand as we walked to the gates.
Draan had already gone in, paying the carriage rider. Holding the robe to hide my nakedness, I could only wonder what his abode looked like.
“Ah, you are awake Adalynn. You must have needed sleep, which is expected from all you have endured today.” Draan said, standing as he waited for us to catch up with him.
His demeanor didn't come off annoyed or mad. I was worried still, wary of what would happen to us. Though there was no denying he was rather caring, but he was technically the one who bought me and Miari. If she wasn't here with me I would be in pieces, and already prepping myself for the horrors that awaited me. As I stepped from the carriage i couldn't believe what i saw. There was a grand mansion with towering statues of dragons, and the gate was greatly detailed and crafted. The steelwork was mixed in with carvings that were polished to a shine, and its decor sported a vine motif, making it look like flowers made of metal. Miari and I looked at each other, in awe but still worried. We knew nothing of this fragon nor what his intentions were with us. Were we gonna be his sex slaves? Was he gonna just beat us and let others rape us? While we held each others hands we followed Draan to the door of his abode.
The mansion itself was twice as exquisite, with its whitewashed walls matched with a deep blue tiling for the roofs. A grandiose fountain stood in the middle, sporting a sculpture of a naked dragoness, wingless too in a kneeling pose. The stone female was pouring a jar over her head like she was bathing, and water cascaded down each curve of her naked body. There was a tinge of finesse in it, but it was still a naked female, carved out, and seemed almost lewd. But no doubt the artisan was gifted, for I half expected the stone lady to come to life, finishing her bath.
Draan seemed nice, and carried a gentle aura about himself. I was now merely unsure of our fates, clutching our robes to hide our nakedness as we walked behind him. Suddenly he stopped and then turned to us.
“Adalynn, Miari, first, I’m sorry that your home was destroyed and you treated the way you were today by those creatures. Many of the rich are like that, it is the way life is. There is nothing I can do to replace what you have lost nor erase what you have seen and experienced. However, I offer you two a new beginning. A new life here with me…”
A male dragon emerged from the mansion doors, fully nude with chains at his ankles as he presented a tray with two collars. Both were black with a single blue stone embedded in silver. I learned later that the jewel was an aquamarine, brilliant and beautiful as it sparkled. I felt fear bubble in me as I saw the male slave, head bowed and visible scars from whipping at his legs. He was not like the many males I saw in the city. His limbs were slim, almost gaunt even.
“Beside me are two collars meant for you. You are my pets, and you will cared for by me. Know that you both are not my slaves, you will even eat with me by the table, and have freedom in my abode. So Adalynn and Miari, step forth and claim your collars and new life. Once inside, I will show you to your room, where you two are going to be living together. You were separated once. It won't happen again.”
Then joining him, was another dragoness, scales like that of the sky. She wore only a set of bra and panties that were a shade of blue slightly deeper, but its vibrancy showed well. Draan held her close, nuzzling her affectionately and even smooching her, and she cooed in response. She wore the same collar presented to us, and it made me blush, seeing how skimpily she dressed.
“Hello you two~” she greeted, her voice soft and bubbly, matching her countenance.
“This is Jesirée, she is my pet as well.”
I watched as she hugged his arm, and Miari gave a bewildered look. Perhaps I had a similar expression, but Draan gave Jesirée another kiss on her cheek, followed by a grope on her behind.
“Please...come in you two, I will show you about the place and then we can have a nice bath!”
“But first...take your collars…” Draan reminded, bringing our attention back to the topic.
Both of us looked at the two collars, hesitant to take it. This meant we were truly owned, and we would be his. But as I looked at Jesirée, and seeing how happy she was with him, it didn’t feel as worrying. Miari and I exchanged looks, and she held my hand, as if looking to me to decide.
“What do you think?” I asked, signing the words out with my hands.
“I feel...if we can be together, and if he is right, this would be…”
“Worry not you two, life under Master is good, and you assuredly will be happy,” Jesirée said.
I looked on at the platter, held by the male, picking it up and feeling how light it was. The jewel in it sparkled and glinted, and I could see intricate carving on the silver that was on it. If what she said was true, then perhaps...just perhaps...
“Adalynn, will you…?” Miari asked again.
“No rush, how about you two come in for a bath and then some food. You can see how life is like here and then see for yourself,” Jesirée remarked.
“Indeed, come in then, no sense standing about here as well,” Draan said, already turning to enter.
With that, we both were ushered in by her, and led to the interior of the mansion.
I barely had the time to take in the new surroundings, amazed by the interior of the mansion as we headed down a long hallway. Light spilled in freely from large open windows, allowing for a gentle breeze through the area. I saw more naked slaves, cleaning and tending to the cleanliness of the place. Unlike them, Jesirée was well treated, and actually wore something; albeit it was still not decent I could feel the cold white marble tiles beneath my feet, and it was slightly unnerving as I pulled the robe to cover myself further. Draan headed off somewhere, and Jesirée guided us along, walking beside us with a smile.
“Adalynn, the pictures…”
Miari tugged on my hand and pointed, and only now did I realize, seeing some paintings on the wall, depicting naked women. They were in the wild, three of them journeying through some forest, their bodies showing a natural lifelike blend of muscle and curves. Another one was some females all on a bed, with a deep blue she-dragon groping at the breast of another maroon dragoness.
“Master loves natural beauty, and adores its artistic symbolism. You really can’t deny how talented the artisans’ hands are~” Jesirée remarked, seeing both our perturbed expressions.
“How peculiar,” I signed with my hands.
Then we were lead to the baths, which once again shocked me. It was a literal pool, in the room, with steam filling the place up. In contrast to the cooling breeze outside, it was warm inside where we walked. Jesirée moved ahead of us, undressing and laying the blue underwear set by some hooks. Both of us were appalled, seeing how she stripped in full view of us without any hint of hesitation. Even her way of removing her clothes was a tad bit erotic, sending weird vibes through me. Then she looked to us, moving to Miari.
“Come now, we’re all girls here, no need to be shy!”
We were sheepish about it, and I found it awkward to just lose the only garment I had before my friend and some other dragoness. Sure it was fine as kids, but now modesty forbade me, and I shyly shifted my weight.
Eventually we both complied, undoing the robes, Miari following her first. I blushed, seeing her butter colored scales, unhidden from anyone. A hand covered her breasts as she went with Jesirée into the pools, a look of surprise as she stepped in knee deep waters. Then I approached, naked as well, both hands covering my chest.
“Adalynn, are you okay?”
I nodded to Miari, blushing. I automatically grabbed a bowl and filled it, pouring it all over myself. It was simple, have a bath and then finish up. Then I felt hands hug me from behind.
“You’re beautiful, you know?”
Gasping, I felt Jesirée hold my breasts, soaping them sensually, sending mixed signals throughout my brain. This was so weird, and I squirmed a bit as her fingers brushed along my nipples. She nuzzled my neck, continuing to wash me, going around my back, but I realized she was starting to get cheeky. But I couldn't deny it, it felt so good.
My mouth opened in a silent moan of pleasure, feeling her play with my boobs even more. Miari’s face reddened, staring as Jesirée started to plant soft kisses on my cheek from behind.
“Mmmm….I know you’ll love it here, Miari too~”
“Hhh…..hh…..hhhhh….!”
The moans came out as silent drawn out breaths, and I found myself leaning back as Jesirée continued to have her way with my body. Here she was, touching me as she pleased, yet I loved it, drawn to the pleasure as her fingers pinched both nipples teasingly.
My mouth opened out, and were I not mute, the room would have been filled with my cries of delight. Her tail, slithering up my thighs, found themselves prodding at my folds, and then rubbing deep into me.
Miari was absolutely spellbound, staring endlessly as Jesirée masturbated me, bouncing and playing with my breasts. Her hand was reaching beneath the waters, touching herself as well. Was she aware of it? Or was some instinct taking over as she stared at our lewd performance. It was already arousing enough to have my body touched so sensually by someone else, but to have Miari, one of my friends, watch; I shut my eyes and shivered, feeling an orgasm build up.
“Come closer Miari~” she said, slowly licking my neck, making me shiver.
“Ahh...but...but…”
“I know you’re curious, so come here.”
Her sweet gentle tone was more husky, and it was almost enticing, like that of a light attracting moths. I moaned noiselessly, watching her approach, her nipples perking out quite obviously, indicating her arousal. Jesirée patted me affectionately, nuzzling into my neck as her tail kept me in constant pleasure, before she shifted to bring us close together, our breasts touching.
“Ah! Adal-”
“Mmmm...feels good doesn’t it?”
Both of us were overwhelmed with surprise, our nipples pressed and rubbing against each other, adding to the wondrous delight we felt.
“Nnngh...this….ahhh…”
“Go on Adalynn, you like how I’m playing with you...touch her the same way~”
She held my hands, guiding them over, and then, I felt Miari’s soft breasts, and how stiff her nipples were. I had touched my breasts before, but feeling a pair not my own was peculiar, yet...I liked it. Overcome with some unknown drive, I started to play with them, pinching them gently.
“Ah! Adalynn….”
My thumbs rubbed each hardened tip in slow circles, careening Miari into pleasure. Jesirée seemed to kiss my neck approvingly, continuing to fondle my breasts as well. Her other hand guided my right hand downwards, and then suddenly I felt her folds.
“You know what to do~”
Now here I was being touched by her, and rubbing up Miari, with a mix of delight and curiosity. I was almost mystified, rubbing her breasts and squeezing them. Even making the bounce also intrigued me, like my own somehow did not suffice.
“Ahh...Adalynn….Ada...ahhhh!”
Jesirée continued, groping and squeezing my breasts, making them rub against Miari’s. Both our nipples, hard and sensitive, brushed against the other, and I shivered again in delight.
“Do you want to cum, Adalynn? Nod if you do…”
I felt orgasm bubble up in me, almost there as I nodded eagerly. Yet she teased me, grabbing my breast and pulling at the nipple a bit more. I was already panting, dripping noises now audible as I rubbed Miari’s now sticky and wet folds.
“I….ahhh….”
“Heehee...cum you two...enjoy it~”
Her movements quickened and triggered my climax, making me shiver, mouth open in a voiceless shout as my nectar flowed out, splashing into the baths and trickling in shiny rivulets down my inner thighs. Each orgasmic surge came across like a pulse, and I rode on each crest in delight, knees going weak. It seemed to go on, and I writhed about in pleasure, in absolute bliss. Her tail did not stop, now moving more quickly as it wriggled and rubbed my folds. Jesirée reached and did the same with Miari, and a while later, she came as well.
“Ahh-! Ahhh yes! Gahhhhh!”
Now it was my turn to watch as Miari climaxed, her release far more intense than mine. Like crashing untamed rapids, her cum burst out, splattering all over into the warm waters below, almost squealing in response. Her own hands reached for her breasts, and I watched as she harshly pinched both tips, her moans as chaotic and erratic as her spilling fluids. Then she dropped to her knees, moaning softly as she kept her fingers at her crotch, rubbing slowly, like as if the orgasm took away the power in her legs like that of a blown out candle flame.
The baths were now almost deathly silent, if not for the dripping rhythm from our soaked loins. Miari stumbled a bit as she got back up, and Jesirée held her firm.
“Hmhmhm...you both make the cutest faces when you climax….come on, let’s finish our bath~”
Feeling quite tired out, the rest of it was a blur, with us all moving to the deeper end where the waters reached our hips. Jesirée bathed us both, and Miari and I exchanged blushing glances, our faces probably mirroring the other. I shut my eyes, feeling warm water pour all over me, finishing up the washing. Still my mind lingered on the climax a while ago. It felt so good, and I loved it all, with all these new feelings mixing into me. I was so preoccupied with it, mind going into a blank, that I barely even registered us leaving the baths and drying off.
“Adalynn? Adalynn...come here…” Miari beckoned.
Jesirée had brought us into a spacious room, a huge window overlooking the front gardens. Tossing the used towels away in some basket, she was still nude and still unshamed as she busied herself. We both were still puzzled at how casual she was.
“Here. As Master’s pets, you get to have these~”
The two of us gasped, watching as she presented underwear, matching in color, blue like the ones she wore. It was simple yet had some small floral patterns that added to its sexual appeal. I looked at the bra and panties, its feminine vibrant hue really showing strongly in the light. Though both sets were of similar shade, both had variants to its design. One had flowers, the other had swirls. Jesirée laid them on the chairs, before getting into a set of her own, sporting a rose motif.
“These are….the same…”
“As mine? Yes. Master absolutely loves blue, and as such, we get to have nice lingerie that fits.”
Confused, I looked once more to Miari, but decided to agree. At least we had something covering us, giving us a tiny bit of decency. The panties felt nice, comfy as I slid into them, averting my eyes as Miari changed. But finding a bra to fit was a bit tedious, some too small and some too uncomfortable. But eventually we both got dressed, and Jesirée smiled with delight.
“T-there...we’re done…”Miari declared shyly.
“Wonderful, by now the chefs should have cooked us a meal. So follow me, Master will be waiting.”
Leaving the room, I shyly still covered myself, the idea of walking about in my underwear quite embarrassing. Miari too had hands at her breasts, her tail wrapped round her to cover as much of the panties as possible. Jesirée simply walked ahead, leading down another hallway and into the dining hall doors.
“Ahh, are you all finished?” Draan replied, seated at the end of the table.
“Indeed, Master,” she replied and taking a seat beside him.
“Good good, you two look lovely in your underwear sets. Especially you, Adalynn.”
I blushed, and looked away.
“Come you two, sit with us and eat.”
Hesitant once more, we both sat by him, Jesirée on his right and me and Miari on his left.
(Collab fic between me and
\n\t\t\t\t\tjerome-kai, go check him out)