"Ahh!" I scream, as Drokar's mighty whip falls on my back again. I'm tied face first to a St. Andrew's cross and the master of BDSM is personally whipping me, while Karnal masturbates for me to watch.
Barbarian dragons know how to get down.
My back feels the perfect amount of warm and hot, and my staff is thick and firm.
Firmer than it ever was for Mara.
I saved her from that chaos dragon, even after she abandoned me, but then she used the power I gave her as mate to turn on me and work for the government, for the payoffs.
I could have given her endless wealth, instead, I had to withdraw my bond for her betrayal, and she died in one of their experiments.
After how hard I tried to save her, and how much she judged me for hating my false imprisonment and those who locked me away for a hundred years for not committing a single crime, I didn't feel too bad.
And Karnal and Drokar came to recruit me to their cause, but it turned out Earth couldn't be conquered because it was already in quarantine for killing every mythic and titan imaginable. A hundred planets have a death squad on it before we even get to make a claim.
So we spend some time here until a ship comes, and we have found ways to amuse ourselves.
"Ahh!" I shout again, as Drokar begins wielding double whips. Damn, what sensation he can bring, to a king who is very numb to most sensations. I think I will make him my mate. Karnal is still proving himself.
Though the way he strokes himself while watching my punishment, well, more like funishment, he is well on the way.
Right now I am mateless, as I should have been on Earth. Not much breaks a dragon bond, but betraying the dragon and the dragon realizing it will, and so will taking on a curse the dragon never agreed to share, like eating something forbidden the dragon didn't or taking a worthiness test with his seed he never agreed to.
"Ahhh! I'm getting close, Drokar."
"I'm not finished, Majesty," Drokar says. He comes in closer, cupping my balls then my hardness, then rubbing a hand up toward my ass. "I will make you come with my bullwhip, and then, I will take you, and you will call me king."
And then he does exactly as he said he would, and as I come, screaming his name and 'oh, your highness', Karnal does as well.
Damn, maybe I'll have to make them both my mates.
Dragons can breed with other male dragons, after all.
"Karnal, come here, undo me," I yell, and Karnal does as he is asked. "Drokar, you as well."
Drokar puts aside the whip. I throw one over and plunge myself inside him, then I do the same to the other. We won't be able to breed yet, but now they will be my only mates. Only barbarian dragons should be with other barbarian dragons.
Together, we will fly back and repopulate our species. Find a way to fly my ship.
I think our love, or well, the closest thing for a barbarian dragon, our lust, will light the way to a new planet. One where only gay barbarian dragons breed.
And everyone is free.
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