The humble servant
Tags: /gmad/, small dom big sub, rimming, ball worship, humiliation, face-fucking

It was another "normal" day in the hellscape sanctuary. To some it appeared as a normal city in a remote location. To the "pure" or "holy" it appeared to be a wasteland of sorts, teeming with all sorts of forbidden knowledge. To Nostel, the bastardized, demonic looking hybrid, it was home.

All sorts of creatures lived here. With Dragons being the most respected due to their fearsome nature, that left hybrids like Nostel in a weird predicament. In a previous life, he might have been a highly respected lizard-folk warrior whos stature was respected and in some cases, feared, but in his current situation, he was unrecognizable.

Instead of a normally shaped head, the top half of his head was stripped of his flesh and scales, leaving him with most of his skull exposed except for his lower jaw and horns. Blue spheres of light replaced his eyes in his sunken out eye sockets, which he still wasn't quite used to. On many occasions, he jammed a finger into one of his empty eye-sockets expecting to feel pain, but felt a pleasant, almost tickling sensation instead. "Just another thing to try and get used to" he mumbled to himself. He found himself saying this quite often.

Even years after arriving here, he was still getting used to his new body, something that he never thought he could be so confused about. His entire top half retained a generous amount of musculature, enough to be considered dangerous, at least. His legs, however, were noticably thinner than the rest of him, despite the ridiculous strength they posessed. He looked incomplete in a number of ways, but he was just going to have to deal with it. His back was adorned with muscles, but his shoulderblades extended far beyond their normal length, constantly poking out.

In a way, he was cursed with these new "features" and had a few noticable "enhancements" compared to his previous body. His tail was slightly thicker, his well defined ass led to him getting groped quite often. Two, orange sized nuts hung from his puffy sheathe, which was hiding a massive, 11 inch, tapered dick with ridges that got thicker towards the base. He liked to think it was some sort of fucked up reward for remaining faithful in his previous life. He found himself playing with his wrist thick member quite often, enjoying the sheer weight he felt whenever he popped a semi and enjoying the mess he could make just from leaking precum. Sometimes he would pivot in place and watch his dick slap his lower thigh, leaving behind spots of precum and a humiliating scent. It was easier to enjoy these sorts of things now that he was no longer cold-blooded.

His master, Palst, was a green, medium sized dragon with a very odd sense of humor. He used Nostel's insane libido against him, forcing him to wear clothing that left nothing to the imagination. He couldn't tell much of his restrained personality, but he always seemed like he had some other motive. Through some rumors, he gathered that Palst was a cruel, vindictive beast that spared no remorse for anyone who crossed him, but to Nostel, he was friendly. It didn't take long to figure out from the skimpy, degrading clothes and the constant banter, that he was the dragon's favorite servant.

And that worried Nostel.

Why would a dragon be interested in a cross-breed like him? At the risk of getting mauled to death, he felt like it was better to leave some questions unanswered.

After a short travel on foot, Nostel made it to Palst's domain. An elegant building that wasn't too far from his living quarters. The unatural lighting captured a lot of features of the building, including the green dragon that resided within it.

Being summoned here, on his day off. Nostel took a deep breath, doing his best to ignore the low whistling sound it made from the bones in his new "face" rattling, and approached the building. "Just stay calm" he mumbled to himself. Before he could even raise his hand to knock on the door, he heard the dragon scream "COME..." followed by what he could only assume was the dragon laughing, clearing his throat, then continuing "COME IN"

Nostel sighed, and opened one of the heavy doors that led into the dragon's chambers. The first thing he noticed was the dragon's demeanor. He was laying on his side, arms, legs and wings outstretched, showing his white underbelly that started at the base of his neck, ran down his stomach, and all the way to the tip of his tail. He had never seen his master in such a calm, relaxed state. If anything, it only made Nostel more confused as he approached, doing his best to make eye contact with the ten foot tall dragon.

"You summoned me, right, what's the matter?" he asked, dreading the smile that crept up on the dragon's face. He simply looked down at him for some time, raised a claw at him and said "lose the clothes and service me, I'm bored"

Nostel froze. His entire day off, wasted because his master wanted to fuck. If anything he wanted to get back at the dragon in a way that wouldn't get him killed. Based on a rumor he heard, he had an idea that would keep both of them satisfied. He stripped his clothes off with no hesitation, wincing at the strength of his own musk. He looked up at Palst, smirking as he walked forward. "Alright" he paused to look over the dragon before continuing, "where should we start?" he asked.

The dragon pretended to think about an answer, then shifted his weight ever so slightly while pointing at his crotch. "I think you know what I like by now, but I'll let you decide what you want to do first." he said with a grin.

Nostel got closer, putting a hand on one of the dragon's arms. Despite the dragon's medium frame, he could tell he was feared by demons for a reason. He radiated an intense heat that seemed pleasant at the moment. His hand trailed down further until he got to the dragon's sheathe. He used his entire hand to squeeze it ever so slightly. Palst grunted in approval and spread his legs apart a little bit further, giving the smaller demon a better view.

His watermelon sized nuts hung there, tempting Nostel. He brought his face to one and sniffed, amazed at the strength of his musk. He paused to try and compose himself before continuing, he grabbed the right one with both hands and massaged it gently for some time, keeping note of where the dragon was particularly sensitive. For a moment he realized he could feel the dragon's pulse. He let go and brought his face to the dragon's inner thigh, and started licking.
He heard Palst mumble "damn" in response, but paid no mind. Making sure to drag this out as long as possible, he made sure to slide his tongue slowly across the dragon's balls. He took his time focusing on one then shifting to the other, making sure he didn't miss a spot. When his jaw got tired, he resumed massaging them with his hands, sometimes picking one up and slowly rubbing them with both hands, which got a rather undignified moan from the dragon above him in response.

While Palst was just getting warmed up, Nostel stopped. He waited for the dragon to crane his neck at him before he used both hands to spread the dragon's tight, pink tailhole. He watched the dragon's tail twitch in response as he started teasing his hole with his fingers.
He waited for Palst to roll over completely on his back, then watched as he lifted one leg partially, fully exposing himself. Nostel bent down and started slowly licking the dragon's tailhole, using his abnormally long tongue to go in circles for a few minutes before finally sliding in.

After a few minutes, he could feel the dragon's hole clamping down on his tongue. Feeling partially satisfied, Nostel pulled his tongue out and stood up, painfully hard, only to notice the dragon's legs were shaking.

Palst looked down at him, then rolled back over onto his side. Nostel looked at the dragon's sheathe again, only an inch or two had slid out, but the dragon's underbelly was drenched in precum that started slowly dripping down his sides.

Nostel walked toward the dragon's face to get a better look at him. "Wow, all that work and you're not even hard yet?"

Palst could only stare at his servant's dick. He didn't even realize he was drooling. He tore his gaze away only to see the red demon below him starting to get mad at his seemingly wasted effort. His nostrils flared and he inhaled deeply, unable to get the scent of his servant's dick out of his nose.

Realizing the dragon's head was on the ground, Nostel got closer to Palst and grabbed his horns. He alligned his hips with the dragon's muzzle while looking down at him.

Palst returned the look, glaring at him while blushing. "What is the meaning of this?!" he demanded. He opened his mouth to scream at his servant, only to get his next sentence cut off when Nostel jammed his dick in his throat.

Surprising both of them, Palst swallowed it effortlessly before spitting it back out. "Don't get any ideas!" he gasped, trying to catch his breath. More aroused than frustrated, the dragon started glaring at his servant again, trying to do anything to regain control of the situation.

Nostel laughed while looking at Palst's thick member, all 15 inches, which was now almost entirely out of his sheathe, throbbing and steadily leaking more syrup thick precum onto the floor below them. His fat knot was trapped inside his sheath, trying to break free. His dick started to take on a darker shade of red from being teased for so long. The veins on it branched out, making it look even more massive than it already was.

"If I didn't know any better," he paused to look back at his master "I'd say you were really into this sort of thing, aren't you?"

Palst slammed a claw onto the ground, furious. "NO, I'M NOT" he roared, turning more and more red by the second. Nostel swung his hips around and let his dick slap the dragon's face to prove a point, then let it hang in front of him, dripping pre-cum. "Say I'm your favorite servant", he demanded with one hand on the base of his dick and the other on one of the dragon's horns.

Palst tried to say "SHUT UP-" and was stopped once again by Nostel's dick in his mouth. He could feel the fat cock sliding in deeper and deeper into his throat, then pull out and slam back in, causing him to drool all over the demon's dick and the floor below him.

In one brief moment of clarity, he looked down at the mess his servant was causing and made a mental note to himself that he was going to force Nostel to clean it up later. With his clothes.

Nostel's cock slid out of his throat, then back in, ruining his train of thought. Being forced to relinquish control like this made Palst feel strange. He gagged and started coughing, forcing spit and precum to shoot out of his nose and onto Nostel's thighs. Seeing that alone was all it took to bring him closer and closer to an orgasm. All that time spent on foreplay had finally caught up to him, and Nostel hammering away was only speeding it up.

He slid his dick back out, and slapped the dragon's face with it again. "Say it" he said calmly, before cramming his dick back in the dragon's throat. This time he pushed it in as far as possible, grabbing his horns for leverage and making sure his stomach touched the dragon's nose entirely. He felt the dragon's throat start to vibrate, realizing that Palst was groaning, he started thrusting to make sure he would be unable to say anything. He only got a few thrusts in before he felt Palst wrap a hand around his waist and said "mmph mmh fuhvriffph".

That was all it took for the dragon to climax. He groaned, causing Nostel's dick to slide out of his throat. All he could do was pant and catch his breath while he sprayed cum all over the floor. He bucked his hips, causing a few ropes hit him and his servant, before he grabbed his dick and pointed it away from him, shooting ropes as far as 3 feet away from him before it started pouring out of him and onto his stomach.

Palst rolled onto his stomach, exhausted from how intense that was. With a look of brief concern, he watched Nostel scoop up some of his own semen and slather it on his dick while walking behind him. He craned his neck, backwards, to look at Nostel, realizing what he was about to do, he raised his tail, as if he was submitting defeat.

"Wow, I didn't even have to tell you what to do" he said while positioning himself. Wanting to see how much longer he could tease the dragon, he started out slow, only putting in the first 3 inches before pulling back out with a slow pop. The dragon was already panting and moaning, his tongue out on the floor, unable to control himself. He continued for some time, pushing in deeper and deeper on random thrusts, causing the dragon to moan and buck his hips each time it happened.

Nostel pulled out, grabbed the base of the dragon's tail for balance, then shoved the entire length back in one swift motion. He could feel the dragon clamping down on him, desperate to milk him dry. He could feel him shuddering and stopped to look down. The dragon's hind legs raised up, giving him a different angle. Nostel gave up and started pounding him full force, pulling out entirely and slamming back in, doing his best to please the moaning dragon he was on top of.

Palst started shaking again, much more violently this time. He humped the air as his knot slid out of his sheath as he came a second time against his will. At least half a gallon of semen sprayed out of him while he screamed "OH FUCK" over and over again until it finally stopped. He collapsed on the floor again. At this point his dick was painfully hard and was glad to get some relief, even if that meant his knot was going go be swollen for another 20 minutes, at least.

After hearing that, Nostel slid in and out a few more times before he felt Palst use the tip of his tail to hold him there on a particularly deep thrust. He held onto the base of dragon's tail as his legs gave in, screaming as he came. He couldn't pull out if he wanted to as he shot out ropes of demon cum until he was drained. He stayed there for another minute before Palst moved his tail, letting him slowly pull out. Satisfied, but exhausted.

He climbed off his master, and took a seat on the floor. He spent a few minutes looking at the mess the dragon caused and for once he was glad it was all over the floor and not entirely on him. He shuddered at the thought of having to clean it up and looked around for his clothes while Palst stood up on all four legs, slowly.

"My dear little servant, where do you think you're going?" The dragon asked calmly while lifting a hind leg. "You're not going anywhere until my balls are clean" he said while thick globs of semen rolled down his sheath, towards his balls, and onto the floor. "Think of it as a punishment for facefucking me." he said while snorting.

This time, it was Nostel who couldn't stop staring. As humiliating as it was, he found himself licking it up eagerly. It took about 10 minutes until the dragon was satisfied. He put on his clothes and started to leave, but before he got to the door the dragon shouted "If you tell anyone about this, I will make you my personal cum towel for a month".

"Understood" was all that Nostel said in return. He left quietly, glad that he was his master's favorite servant.

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Pub: 30 Dec 2020 14:21 UTC
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