The young maiden screamed as the dragon carried her off. The Red Dragon, Kalisk was pleased to get his claws on the virgin princess of Illiope, Vesta. In one day he stormed the castle, burned down the city until it was nothing but scorched earth, and made off with the princess. The sun was only just setting and Kalisk’s lips curled up smugly as he carried his new jewel to his lair.
There was an eruption of gold pieces as Vesta was tossed into the red dragon’s hoard. She scrambled to get her bearings as Kalisk pinned her to the shifting pile. His claws dug into her arms and he brought his snout to her face. He released a heavy snort and smoke poured from his nostrils, haloing the poor princess.
“What do you want with me?” Vesta asked.
“Nothing, I merely want you, my little jewel.” The dragon growled with a gravelly voice. 
“Are you going to hurt me?” The princess’ eyes had filled with tears.
“Oh, it will hurt, but the pain is not my intention.” It was then that Kalisk showed her his erect member, pushing from his loins. The sharp and jagged thing was a deep purple just like the beast’s tongue. With a quick slice of his claw he tore the young maiden’s gown from her legs, exposing her sacred hole. The dragon grinned, every single one of his wickedly sharp teeth baring themselves to her. 
“No, please.” The shifting weight of his hoard had made it hard to scramble away.
“You are the new gem that graces this hoard.” He seemed to ignore the fea as the girl flipped to her belly and tried to crawl up the mound of gold. “Let me show you just how valuable I find you.” 
With the speed and grace of a shark catching it’s prey, Kalisk was behind Vesta. He held a claw at her throat and his other hand wrapped around her entire waist. His thick and engorged member pressed against her entrance. 
“My treat to myself, the crowning jewel of Illiope. The virgin Vesta.” With a heavy push the dragon’s cock filled her with no resistance. He stopped and lowered his lips to her ear. “Just when did the virgin Vesta cease to be a virgin, hm?” The dragon’s voice seemed to taunt the girl.
“There was a boy in the kingdom, he was kind to me. We made love several times!” The words exploded out of her mouth as though they were some ancient incantation to dispel evil. She really did think the words would dissuade the dragon, but she was wrong. Instead, Kalisk released a heavy laugh.
“Even a scuffed up jewel like yourself has a place in my hoard.” With that he pulled himself out and gave a good thrust back in. 
The pain was immense for Vesta. She cried out as the dragon stretched her insides. She grabbed whatever she could and this ended with her taking two fistfuls of gold. The cold metal dug into her hands as she squeezed them tighter and tighter while the red dragon drilled into her from behind. 
Juices flowed from Vesta, covering Kalisk’s cock. She couldn’t help herself. Despite the pain her body reacted to the stimulant just the same as though she were shacking up with that stable boy she liked so much. 
“So, you’ve finally come to enjoy yourself?” The dragon chuckled as he relentlessly continued to pound within her. “That will make this much easier on you.” 
As much as she hated to admit it, Kalisk was right. Once she was properly lubricated, it did not hurt nearly as much. However, her body did not merely stop at lubricating itself, no. Soon an orgasm built up inside her. Vesta’s wet walls tightened around the red dragon’s monster cock, squeezing it so tight that she could feel each individual ridge on his shaft.
Hours had passed and Vesta was practically numb from the waist down. She had lost count of her orgasms, Kalisk on the other hand had not come yet. He was close though. His animalistic growls and grunts would contest to that. Having given up on fighting Vesta merely laid upon the pile of gold as the great red dragon had his way with her. She was relieved when he came, but was in shock when she realized just how much he had come. His hot seed filled her and oozed out around his erection. She felt the first splurt heavily crashing deep within her and when he pulled out of her there were three and four more thick ropes of cum that splattered upon her torn dress and even made it as far as her face. The dragon’s grunts accompanied each and every last throb of his loins.
Once he had finished Kalisk fell beside Vesta and brought a claw to her neck. “Such a gorgeous little jewel you are.”