âBy the way, the rotor and the magic mirror worked perfectly, thankfully.â
I feel a bit bad for Circe, but these magic tools werenât made for her.
âThey were made to train Morgan.â
I plan to thoroughly train Morgan, the dragon, to make her my personal fucktoy.
A dragon whoâs lived for 500 years.
If I can fully bring her to my side?
That would be a tremendous achievement.
Enough to influence the management of an entire domain with a single word.
âA chance to have such a dragon as my backer. I need to train her thoroughly.â
As Iâve said, my goal here isnât just to fuck women.
Though thatâs certainly a happy life...
I wonât be satisfied until I get revenge on my dear lord brother who exiled and sold me out.
âTo do that, I need to make Morgan an obedient fucktoy who follows my every word.â
For mere backing, witches would suffice.
Even all human mages combined wouldnât match Circeâs value.
But Circeâs kind nature might make her reluctant to cooperate with ârevenge.â
Especially since the reason for my revenge is a bit awkward for her.
âRevenge against the family she married into. How would a woman feel hearing that?â
I now love Circe as my wife.
I donât want to hurt her by dragging her into revenge.
In contrast, Morgan, the dragon, is fine. Sheâs a fucking cool dragon who doesnât care about such things. Morgan is too aloof and arrogant to care about things like human fight.
âShe probably wouldnât blink if a human head exploded in front of her.â
With unmatched strength and wealth, she looks down on humans and would do anything for me.
Frankly, Morgan is a wicked woman.
Her lack of guilt makes her incredibly useful.
âNow that I know the magic tools work properly, itâs time to seriously go for Morgan.â
The rotor I used today isnât the only one I made.
A massager, a brush to torment her pussyâs insides, and all sorts of restraints and more.
Itâs enough to open an SM play shop right now.
No matter that Morganâs a dragon, sheâs still a woman with a vulnerable pussy.
Once trained slowly, sheâll have no choice but to submit.
âI canât wait to see this prideful dragon turn into a female in heat.â
With that thought, I fondled Circeâs plump hips.
Aside from revenge, I canât deny how much I enjoy fucking these sexy bitches.
---
"Haa."
Some time after having sex in the street, Circe sat at her desk in her office.
A slightly excited sigh escaped her lips.
She always maintained an elegant and dignified appearance.
Even now, that hadnât changedâshe looked beautiful and refined just sitting there.
But compared to before, something was slightly different.
Her face and eyes carried a bit more sensuality, and the sigh she just let out had a hint of something lascivious.
Circeâs face had transformed into that of a woman fully loved by a man.
"That was... really intense."
Thinking about the sex Karl had prepared, Circeâs eyes softened slightly.
Sex in a place where the street was fully visible.
It was truly a bold idea.
She loved her husband, but he was such a pervert.
Though, of course, thatâs part of why she liked him...â„
âHow does he come up with such ideas? Sometimes itâs really surprising.â
Who wouldâve thought heâd make such things for sex?
It made her want to acknowledge him as a mage for that effort.
And thinking he did it because he wanted her so badly made her heart flutter strangely.
âMy body and looks... must be that attractive to himâ„â
Thinking it in words made her face flush hotly.
When her man touches her breasts and explores her pussy, his attention and touch make her so happy she doesnât know what to do.
It hit her anew how much she loved Karl and how deeply sheâd fallen for him.
"Well, I do enjoy the sex with Karl."
Muttering that, she tried to focus on work again.
But her mind kept drifting to Karlâs face, her body constantly aware of the sex and pleasure they shared.
Lately, when she was alone, these moments had increased.
She naturally prioritized Karl.
âI might really be hopeless.â
Circe tried to focus, moving her pen diligently.
But her pace was much slower than usual, as if her mind was in another world.
She was completely dyed in Karlâs colors, having surrendered her body to him.
---
I stretched long while sitting at my desk.
Next to me, Morgan sat, clutching her head.
"Shall we call it a day?"
"...Yeah, letâs do that."
Iâd just been teaching Morgan magic.
More precisely, techniques to control her immense mana.
Sheâs gotten quite used to coming to my room by now.
"By the way, youâre surprisingly diligent about showing up. I honestly thought youâd run away."
"Hmph! Did you think a dragon like me would run from a mere human?"
I smirked at Morganâs attempt to act tough.
Surprisingly, sheâd faithfully kept our deal and my words.
I expected some resistance after she came so hard she passed out last time, but she didnât seem to mind too much.
âYouâd think her pride wouldâve taken a hit.â
A mighty dragon, panting under a humanâs touch, dripping juices and moaning lewdly.
Is her desire for magic so strong she doesnât care?
âOr maybe she liked the pleasure enough to outweigh it.â
Either way, itâs good for me.
It means sheâs already open to letting me touch her.
Raising the threshold bit by bit will get her to accept harder play.
"So, how about taking off your clothes?"
"..."
Since todayâs lesson is done, itâs time for my reward.
Morgan glanced at me, her face slightly flushed, and began undressing. Her black dress came off, revealing her voluptuous figure.
âMan, that unreal face, breasts, and ass are always a treat to look at.â
Her lace bra and panties, tailored to her size,
looked like they might burst at any moment.
"Hmm, different underwear from last time? Did you prepare it on purpose?"
"N-no way! The witches just got these for me."
"Ohh~"
The witches probably did provide them, but wearing such fancy underwear on purpose?
âSheâs definitely eager to do it.â
She might resist now out of pride, but once sheâs hooked on pleasure, sheâll give in quickly.
âSheâs moving faster than I expected. Maybe I can fuck her today?â
Last time, I made her cum with her breasts, and before that, with her pussy.
Maybe today Iâll finally take this dragonâs virginity.