After I blew off some steam (and a couple more loads with my right hand) from my previous night with my 3 Cavalry Slave Dragons, I decided to rest up for my encounter with Mizaru. I remembered laying on the cool, soft forest grass and falling asleep under the dazzling stars in the clear night sky.

Unfortunately, the morning after wasn't as nice.

I awoke with a pain in my neck, and even greater pain resting in my loins. My cock was rock hard despite me not even touching it, leaking pre-cum uncontrollably. I reached out to touch my engorged cock and instinctively started to stroke my monstrous penis until I was blowing yet another load of semen all over myself. Warm sperm hit my scales and made them even stickier than they already were. It was then when I realized that I was filthy, both figuratively and literally.

My blonde hair was in matted clumps laden with dirt and grass from my fucking in the forest, as well as my rest in the forest. The dark scales that covered my body were sticky and spotted with white stains of dried up man juice. Even my chains were starting to feel a bit grimy to the touch. It was a disgraceful state to be in, and luckily there was a river nearby that I could clean off in. I had to go there anyway to prepare for my sexual encounter with Mizaru but getting there a little earlier wouldn't be a bad idea.

After a short trek through the dense forest, stepping over thorny bushes and avoiding swooping birds, I finally reached my destination. The gentle sounds of the flowing river water and the smell of the fresh grass sent a wave of calm over me, as if beckoning me to the clean, pristine river. And I would've dived right in if it weren't for the other dragon in attendance. He seemingly failed to notice me watching him in the covering shade of a white alder tree as he continued with what looked like martial arts training.

At first, I observed him from an analytical standpoint to determine whether or not he was a threat. However, it wasn't long before my analysis turned sexual. My eyes were drawn to the brown dragon's luminous fur that blew in the wind, his powerfully bulky legs that stretched out with each kick. The hunky brown dragon threw a few jabs at an imaginary foe with his muscle-bound arms that were covered in a sheen of sweat. My eyes traveled downwards to his chiseled 14-pack abs and the flaccid tube steak swinging around with each controlled movement of his hips. Even without being erect the dragon's cock looked like it could give my jaws some trouble.

"Well, Yamigedo and Gratos never said anything about using my chains on non-Cavalry Dragons." I remembered. With that fact running through my head I made a hasty decision to try and claim the strapping dragon for myself! My steps were deliberately slow and careful as I stepped out onto the forest bank. I looked around, trying to look as if I was lost, but my acting failed to have the desired effect.

"I was wondering when you'd stop hiding like a criminal." he stated calmly, not even bothering to stop his training.

"I'm sorry about that!" I quickly replied. "I just wanted to clean off for a bit, and I didn't want to interrupt you!"

The dragon gave a hearty laugh at my words. "You don't have to worry about that!" he assured me. "In fact, I was wondering if you could help me with something! I'm Demongodol by the way."

Demongodol reached out a hand for me to shake and I took it eagerly, feeling the unrestrained power of his grip. That was all I needed to start the process. Two black bands suddenly appeared on Demongodol's biceps, tightly wrapped around to show of the size of the muscles. The brawny dragon looked puzzlingly at each one before a look of shock came over him.

"What did you do to...to…" he trailed off before taking a knee. I looked down at the giant whose body was shivering in pain as he tried his hardest to fight the inevitable. Veins bulged all over his body, but it was only a matter of time until he passed out on the ground, brows furrowed as if he was trying to fight me off in his sleep.

"And now you're mine, Demongodol." I said with satisfaction, preparing for the next phase of my plan.

"Are you ready for our match, my slave?"

"Of course I am, you bitc- I mean, my master!"

It was about an hour after his domination, and the two of us were crouched down in wrestling stances. Demongodol looked deliciously masculine, hands at the ready, legs taut, dick erect, and waiting to pounce. Part of me wanted to forget about erotic wrestling, to command him to plow me right then and there. I decided against that however, and got ready to face Demongodol in sexual combat.

"Are you read-"

I was about to ask if Demongodol was ready to fight, but evidently he had other plans. Demongodol rushed at me, taking me by surprise and tackling me to the ground. Our cocks were touching, and Demongodol was looking down at me with a crazed stare. His hands gripped mine, and I tried desperately to fight him off to no avail. It had finally happened; I encountered a dragon who could best me in battle. Not just in a small victory; Demongodol could completely restrain me and dominate me if he wanted to. It was almost frightening how monstrously strong he was, but as always I knew that I'd be in control by the end.

"I'm nobody's slave, you little runt!" Demongodol spat. He adjusted himself, pressing the tip of his cock at my hungry asshole. "I could beat you up, but I figured I'll give my...my...my master a present!"

Demongodol looked at me with confusion in his eyes, but didn't stop trying to insert his 12-inch schlong into me. I let the first few inches in with no resistance, scrunching up my face and closing my eyes as the sweet burn of his thick cock spreading my asshole washed over me. When I opened them, and looked into Demongodol's glazed over eyes, I realized what had happened!

Him pushing his cock into me completed my domination over him, removing the last traces of rebellion as he realized how great it felt to mate with his new master! His thrusts quickly became rougher and faster as if he automatically knew what I liked. Brutal blows were thrown at my prostate with each successive movement of his hips, and soon I was urging him to go even deeper in my eager ass. "Fuck your master even harder, now!" I yelled as I lifted my legs in the air to give him more access to my hole, and he took it without hesitation.

"Master's so good! I wanna fuck you all day!" Demongodol said as he tightened his grip on my wrists. His vice-like grip on me was painful, but it only added to my pleasure. For a few minutes I simply reveled in our fucking, listening to the slap of his hairy nuts smacking against my ass, while looking into his handsome and chiseled face. Demongodol was fucking me as if I was his bitch, but I allowed it. The DILF's pounding was too good for me to even attempt to stop, but I did want to try something different from getting my insides smashed on the grass.

"Demongodol, I order you to let me ride your fat cock!" I commanded, and Demongodol obeyed without question. The strong dragon hugged me to his sweaty body, kissing me passionately and, without letting his thick cock leave my ass, turned us around so that I was laying on top, looking down at the horny slave. Warm sunlight shone directly onto my back, feeling heavenly with the penis in me.

"Do you like it master?" Demongodol said, looking into my eyes with a mix of tender care and extreme lust.

"Yes I do, Demongodol. You're such a hung stud!" I replied.

Demongodol flashed a huge smile at me as he moved his hands to my hips. He started to lift me up off of his body, then slammed me back down onto his cock. My new slave pumped me on his cock like I was a sex toy, using my ass solely to get himself off faster and faster. I wanted to discipline him immediately, but I decided against it, choosing to enjoy the sensation of his dick in my ass, filling me up and rubbing against my inner walls. My fists clenched and my toes curled as he kept on fucking me, and since he was doing all the work I was free to let my body loosen up and take it all in.

Soon my ass was burning with amazing sensations, and I knew that I wanted to blow my load. I slapped his hands away from me, laid my hands on his furry barrel chest, and proceeded to show him how to really fuck a man. I pumped myself wildly on his dick, throwing my hips back and forth to get as much of his manmeat in me as possible. Demongodol tried to watch me, but the combination of the bright sun and my skill at stimulating his pulsing organ made it difficult for the hunk to see straight. To the casual observer it would look as if I was fucking him, my hips working overtime while he laid there and took it. I knew I was an amazing powerbottom, and it only felt right that Demongodol felt my skill first hand.

"Beg for me! Tell me how much you want my ass!" I commanded, sitting down and letting his cock twitch inside my ass.

"Master, please fuck yourself on my cock! I don't care if I never fuck anyone else ever again! I only want you on my cock!" Demongodol begged, nearly tearing up.

"And promise me that you'll help me take down any dragon I command you to!"

"I won't stop until he's been smothered in your manly semen, master!"

That was enough for me to give him the right to cum. I grinded myself on Demongodol, keeping all of his dick in me while massaging every inch with my ass. I squeezed his entire schlong with every muscle in my ass, and soon enough Demongodol was crying out as he filled me with warm semen.

I also blew my load, spraying all of my semen on Demongodol, especially his gargantuan chest and his face. He went from being purely brown to a beautiful mix of brown and pearly white, and it was all his fault. The martial artists dick was amazing, so much so that I chose to forgo cleaning off. Instead I simply sat and kept his cock in me as long as I could. Demongodol was playing with his nipples, making his cock spew a bit more into my well-fucked butt. By the time I felt his cock shrink, and felt all of his huge load spewing out of me, we both smelled of sex and dirt. I finally lifted myself off of his penis, stretched a bit, and decided to do what I came to the river to do.

"Slave, get in the river and help me wash off!"

"Yes, master!" Demongodol barked, getting himself up off of the ground and guiding me into the river. Once we were suitably submerged he began to rinse me off, obviously taking time to admire my muscles, caressing my abs, feeling the ridges of my back. His thick fingers flicked my nipples, and his flaccid cock pressed against my ass. After playing with my chest, one of his hands moved to my ass, massaging my bubble butt, and slapping it a bit too. I stood there moaning and enjoying his worship of my body, knowing fully that in a few hours I'd be 11 inches deep in Mizaru, claiming my next Cavalry Dragon.

"Just you wait, swordsman. In a few hours I'll show you the true power of my 'sword'!" I thought with a smile. With that, I felt my cock start to harden again, but I chose against fucking Demongodol. I wanted to save all my strength for Mizaru, and use it to slam him so hard that his ass would never be the same again!