Sir Alistair crashed through the mahogany doors of the Obsidian Spire, his armor clanking in a scene straight from an erotic fantasy. He found Princess Catalina, her hair a vibrant swirl of cotton-candy pink and electric blue, lounging on a velvet chaise. Beside her, a Dragon Warlock—scales shimmering like oil on water, eyes glowing amber—stroked her thigh with a clawed finger. “Halt, beast!” Alistair roared, sword trembling. “I have come to liberate you, Princess! Step away from that monster!” Catalina let out a musical laugh, leaning back into the warlock’s chest. “Liberate me from what, you tin can? The best dick in the seven realms? I’m quite happy where I am, thank you.”
The warlock chuckled, a sound like grinding boulders. With a flick of his wrist, Alistair’s sword vanished into a puff of sulfur. Before the knight could blink, magical shackles snapped around his wrists and ankles, hoisting him into a heavy oaken chair. “Welcome to your new role, Sir Alistair,” the warlock purred. “You’re the cuck of the hour. Do you like the view from down there?” “Release me! This is madness!” Alistair shrieked. Catalina stood, her silk gown sliding to the floor in one fluid motion. She stood naked, her breasts heaving, nipples hard as pebbles. “This erotic fantasy is much more fun when there’s an audience,” she whispered, tracing a finger over her clit. “Watch with care, knight. Learn how a real man handles a princess.”
The warlock shed his robes, revealing a massive, ridged cock that throbbed with heat, a dark purple hue and thick veins pulsing. He grabbed Catalina’s hips, pulling her back against him. He entered her with roughly; her cries echoed through the hall. Catalina gasped, her head snapping back, eyes rolling. “Oh god, yes! Fill me up! Give it all to me!” she screamed. The warlock thrust with bone-shaking force, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Alistair watched, eyes bulging, as the dragon’s thick shaft slid in and out of her dripping pussy, churning a froth of cream and lubrication. The dragon’s balls slapped in a steady rhythm against her cheeks. With a final, guttural roar, the warlock bucked, shooting thick ropes of hot cum deep into her cunt. Catalina shuddered, her walls clamping tight around him in a crushing orgasm.
The warlock stepped back, leaving a trail of slime. He looked at the bound knight and smirked. “Clean us, little knight. It’s the only way you’ll get a taste of this erotic fantasy.” “I… I cannot,” Alistair whimpered. “You can, and you will,” the warlock commanded. The shackles vanished, but Alistair remained frozen. The warlock waited. Alistair knelt, his cheeks burning crimson as he scoured with his tongue the drying cum and pre-cum from the dragon’s massive dick. Once finished, he moved to Catalina. He sucked and licked every drop of the dragon’s seed from her swollen pussy, savoring the salty taste of his defeat. “Good boy,” Catalina giggled, patting his helmet. “Now go find some more armor to polish, you pathetic little thing.”
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