Dragons have a slow rate of physical growth in their early years; over the span of five years, they only gain the equivalent of one human year. Unlike elves, who reach adulthood at an age comparable to humans, it takes a considerable amount of time for a dragon to mature. Therefore, if I had given birth to a dragon child, there would be a high probability that I wouldn’t live long enough to see them become an adult.
Judging by the carefree demeanor of Harry, who is still alive and kicking, I think one can scrape by until about a hundred years old in Polka, but beyond that? Who knows.
Well, if “as long as you survive until adulthood” is the standard, then anything beyond that is boundless, isn’t it? But just because of that, becoming something immortal like a Sacred Beast doesn’t sound all that appealing to me either.
I’d simply like to live as long as reasonably possible. Thanks to the Spiritual Spring, my body itself is in such good shape that I honestly don’t feel like I’m in my forties (though those old Crossbow Corps friends who didn’t settle in Polka look quite aged whenever we meet up). So, provided I stay away from danger, I’d like to think a three-digit number is within reach.
Now then.
Sollis, the young silver dragon girl, looks to be about ten years old at most.
It’s been over ten years since we met, so by my calculations, she should have grown roughly two years’ worth. But because I see her often, it doesn’t seem like much has changed.
While dragons generally have slow physical growth, their mental maturity progresses at a pace equal to or faster than other races. Mentally, she is already completely composed. As a result, she carries an air of adulthood that contrasts with her appearance, which gives off a somewhat uncanny impression.
But setting that aside.
Lately—or rather, ever since I learned what had been going on with Frena—Sollis’s pressure has been intense.
“Master… I understand you are attempting to conceive children with Lady Frena?”
“No! That’s not it. Not conception. We’re being careful not to let a child happen!”
“I suppose that is your prerogative, but more importantly—”
“Stop glossing over that part so casually?!”
This is a very important issue.
Well, fundamentally, the issue is “Don’t have sex with your biological daughter.” The fact that we are strictly practicing contraception doesn’t really excuse it, does it? Well, um… I apologize.
“If that is the case, do you not think I am also at an age where I could be used for procreation?”
”…”
The phrasing.
“No, I wasn’t averse to it from the start. But if Lady Frena can conceive children, I believe my body has entered a range where it is sufficiently capable of the same.”
“It feels like there’s some misunderstanding here, but I’m not living on the principle of ‘I just want to increase the number of my children as much as possible,’ you know?”
”? So does that mean you only want pleasure without getting anyone pregnant?”
“Can’t we drop that line of questioning?”
“As far as I can observe, I think it is rare for a Viper to shun procreation… If Master believes he should avoid making children while still enjoying women, then perhaps the others are mistaken in their understanding.”
“No, there are certainly partners with whom getting pregnant is acceptable. That’s right. It’s not like I consider procreation uniformly bad.”
”…Then why am I not allowed? A dragon can still carry a child at this age?”
“It’s not that I’m saying it’s ‘not allowed’… No, I just wish you’d stop using phrases like ‘used for procreation.’ It gives the impression that I’m saying something like ‘Increase my lineage no matter who it is with! Just make sure there’s at least one child,’”
”?
Why are you making that suspicious face, Sollis?
She looks up at me, tilts her head, and pouts.
“Um…”
”…”
“That…”
”…”
“If I say ‘my genitalia can also be used for sex, and naturally, children can be made as well,’ does that reduce the discomfort?”
“Close. No, why is it a premise that you’re to be used like a tool in the first place?”
“A dragon is a mount’s tool, isn’t she?”
Ah.
Oh, I see… Come to think of it, the cultural divide between Crystal Palace and places like that is a lot wider than with Maya or Lyra. “Whether as a combat force or as a female, being of service brings the dragon joy. That includes bearing offspring, of course.” ”…Huh, yeah, I guess so…” Lately, I’d been interacting with the dragon kids without much trouble from these kinds of gaps in understanding, so I thought I had it pretty well figured out. But realizing now that it was really just them accommodating me. Even though they come to Crystal Palace almost every time we call for help and see each other often, Solly-chan was still a bit unfamiliar with those dynamics. “Ah, or is it that there’s something you simply don’t find appealing about my face or body type? So the thought of using me just never crosses your mind? Ah, like my hairstyle or something?” Solly-chan currently wears her hair in two side-tails, but she starts undoing them to try a ponytail, which is pretty common among female slaves. I wasn’t specifically asking for her to do that. I don’t mind it, though. “No, it’s not like that at all. It’s fine.” For now, I had Solly-chan shut up for the moment.
Even at Vapor Palace, I couldn’t figure out who to consult about this.
No matter who I talked to, I felt they’d just say, “Don’t be overly hesitant, just fuck her appropriately whenever you want.”
I mean, sure, if even his real daughter is involved, he has nothing left to fear. That’s true. But still…
You know, I just wanted some excuse.
So, with a grimace on my face, I wandered around our usual household—where fully nude girls were shrieking in glee with zero sense of caution—until the frustration got too much and I went to Corti for advice.
“Don’t be overly hesitant, just fuck her appropriately whenever you want.”
“You didn’t change a single word from what I predicted!”
“Anyone would say that… You need to properly inspect the erotic mansion you built yourself. What’s so wrong with finding it a bit too young now?”
“I know what you’re saying. …Why won’t anyone stop me? Logically, it should be the other way around. This is supposed to be one of those situations where I get told to use common sense.”
“Why would someone who built and lives in this total-nakedness erotic paradise expect anyone to lecture them on common sense? And besides, you’re not on the side that needs common sense. Honestly, a silver dragon from Crystal would probably even enjoy it if we put those black collars on her.”
“I mean, technically speaking, the black collar isn’t really for that purpose? It’s a status created because of your special circumstances, right?”
“Please don’t pretend I’ve forgotten that. The point is they’re still jealous of us even over that stuff. Even if told service as dragons is forbidden, in reality, they get jealous just seeing your collar.”
”…Are the female dragons from Crystal getting a bit too forward there?”
“And do you actually understand you’re human? You only have about a hundred years left, right? If we’re going to serve you anyway, we want to do it for as long as possible, starting early. Being ‘too young’ is purely your personal perception.”
“If I live another hundred years, that’s probably a world record for a human… I’d say I could maybe hit sixty or seventy…”
“Since you know time is short, stop moping around. Also, not just Sis, make sure to impregnate me and Sharlot properly too. Just looking at our naked bodies every day without getting us pregnant is an insult to females.”
So even with seventy years left, the dragon perception is “no time”… Well, they live a thousand years, so I guess that’s how it goes.
By the way, Leila, who has the black collar, gave birth to my child earlier. And lately, she enjoys doing the rider position while breastfeeding our baby. A rather odd play style.
Corti and Sharlot are saying they want to do that too… I absolutely think it’s bad for education, so I don’t want them to.
“You spent ten years rubbing us up so Sis got breasts as big as hers, so after impregnating us, you’d be perfect, right?”
“Perfect how…”
“Lying-in-waiting play~♪”
“Are you actually loyal to Lainer? We’re living here under the premise that you are, right?”
“As a dragon, yes. But as a female, I hold a grudge against being ignored for quite a while now~♪”
I feel that kind of indirect revenge is questionable. Impregnate me though.
After some time agonizing and subtly consulting my female slaves around me (though I couldn’t bring myself to ask anyone outside the house), I eventually gave up trying to find an excuse because none came. And then, going to Crystal Palace, I declared it to Solly-chan. “No one objected to me fucking you.” “Okay♪” The fully nude dragon women gathered around me cheered and applauded. Complete celebration vibes.
No, I didn’t exactly ask for this, but lately it seems the custom has become that every woman strips naked to welcome me before even saying hello.
The men don’t do it, of course, which gives the atmosphere a peculiar quality, but since Garam Elder, the de facto leader, says this is how it should be done, no one dares oppose him. Apparently, they’re trying to compete against Veiper Palace and Misty Palace.
It’s a village with wonderful textile culture, so it feels a bit wasteful.
But I’m sorry, I honestly want to see the beauties’ breasts anytime. Thank you.
“Then, let us begin the feast.”
“Please wait a moment while we prepare bedding.”
Despite the declaration of a young girl about to be violated, Garam Elder and the women start hosting a banquet right around that fact.
”…Do you all intend to watch?”
“I-I don’t mind at all, Master~♪”
“Actually, Emma was left alone in the house for our first time…”
“P-Please forget it.”
Emma, who had come along today to escort us to Crystal Palace, blushed and made an awkward face.
…In the end, she cried before we even started, so our first time failed. I guess that’s why she feels embarrassed.
Also, Soris-chan just calls me “Master,” but we haven’t signed a contract yet.
…We’ll probably do it soon enough, though. It would be weird to have sex without making a contract afterward.
Ah, I feel like I’ve been going along with things too much since the Elenia incident.
“Umm…”
While I was wondering what to do about this situation, the naked women pulled a slightly large bed out of the village storage and set it up on the spot.
“Phew. Please.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome… nn~♪”
After groping the breasts of the women who brought the bed and kissing them, I reflected a little later that this was actually a Veiper Palace custom.
The Onyx Maid working diligently over there and the dragon girl submerged in water prefer receiving my gratitude in this way.
It’s not right to impose the etiquette of a morality-bankrupt harem where impregnation sex has become a daily greeting onto women from elsewhere.
But no one seems to mind.
“Shall we have those girls rouse us up before Soris?”
Garam Elder is trying to be thoughtful in his own way.
No, that’s wrong; this is just ordinary affectionate skinship.
…If I say it out loud, it’ll sound even worse.
“W-We shouldn’t! Since you’ve taken pity on me, please keep the order!”
Soris-chan panicked and pushed them back.
Yeah. You could say this about the other dragon girls too; they react in a way befitting their age with family members, even if they’re usually acting mature.
It’s charming.
…Well, I’m going to fuck her and cum inside her in front of all family relatives now, though.
“You want it bad, don’t you?”
I gripped Soris-chan’s ass tightly and whispered. Of course, like the other women, Soris-chan wasn’t wearing a single piece of clothing at the point where I received her.
Right now in this Palace, the only woman actually wearing clothes is Emma.
”…Y-Yes…♪”
“Lie on the bed and open your legs.”
”…P-Please have your way with me…♪”
The motion of my fingers kneading her raw vulva transmitted arousal, and before I knew it, the dragon beauty displayed an expression of rapture, obediently following my guidance.
Back when I failed at Emma’s first time, my finger techniques were lacking, and naturally, my other skills weren’t much better either. I’m a little sorry about that.
”…Good girl.”
”…F-finally… it’s finally… happening… Actually, ever since you formed this pact with the palace, back then, I’ve been making up my mind to let you take me…♪”
“I apologize for that.”
“Please… use me a lot, every day, as many times as you want… even if I get pregnant, on the very day I give birth…♪”
“Don’t rush it, don’t rush it.”
“I think… I definitely wouldn’t be able to enjoy this specific pleasure with anyone else… having my young dragon’s belly swell while being milked of seed… it must be enjoyable…♪”
“There, there.”
She’s giving an incredibly strong impression.
No, sure, it’d be dangerous and you couldn’t intentionally enjoy that with other races.
I’m not that perverted, and I’ve been actively breeding other dragons too, yet only a few have gotten pregnant, so please don’t get weirdly anxious.
Children are a gift of fate. Sex is something to enjoy without rushing. Let’s stop aiming for such a bizarre goal as wanting round-bellied sex while young.
As the preparations for the banquet progressed, the girl opened her body in a place visible to everyone in the village, entrusting the depths of her sex organ to a man’s hand.
Among those watching her form were probably her parents and siblings, or perhaps childhood friends.
However, that was no longer a fact that would sink her in shame or make her run away.
During the ten-plus years I had frequent visits and continued receiving hospitality, and over the same span of years that Soris-chan continued seeking service, it had become something not to be hidden in shame, but an honor worthy of pride for anyone in the palace.
…Realizing all over again that I’m breaking things in various places, I reflected a little, then resumed my caress. Making the precious girl cry out fully outdoors.
After a good amount of caressing, Soris-chan’s flawless, delicate nude body was completely sweaty and flushed.
Dragon girls are extremely resistant to pain, so even if I thrust in suddenly, I think they could endure it, more or less.
I don’t really have the hobby of enjoying that kind of painful roughness.
“Then, Soris-chan… just as you wished, I’ll use you.”
”…Yes… I’ve been… waiting…♪”
As if in a dream.
The girl waited for a man who would use her as a tool for sexual gratification.
That sensibility is something the human race could never fully understand, but for them, it was a matter of course.
For the next few decades. Maybe a hundred years if she did well. No, that’s impossible.
I swore with my flesh rod to continue answering that humble and greedy adoration.
Into a small womb that was not accustomed to intrusion but had yearned to be penetrated, I twisted in my male lust at long last.
“Hh… nnn, uuu…♪”
“Try hard… you’re cute, Soris-chan.”
“Soris… and…♪”
“Hm?”
“Please… just call me that… now… From today on… I am a tool only to serve this little cock and make it feel good…♪”
”…………”
This is completely a sexual quirk, isn’t it. That thing where one gets shivers from being treated like a tool.
I could lecture her right now while my dick was still in her, but that would be too disheartening and wouldn’t sink in, I suppose… so I worried about it for a while.
…Ignored it.
“Understood. Soris.”
”♪”
“Serve my dick from today until the end of time.”
”…Yes, sir… I swear it♪”
Sorris tightens her freshly opened pussy around my cock, swearing her loyalty.
A girl who looks just as young—no, even younger—than my daughter.
She declares before her entire clan that she will love my dick for the rest of her life.
Honestly, I’m getting a chill running down my spine from that fact too.
That was the limit of my self-control.
I started pounding my hips like all bets were off.
Holding the girl, who is more than twice smaller than me, tightly against my chest from above, I slam into her slender, fragile waist with a ferocity that seems like a different person took over.
The bed creaks. It squeaks and groans under the weight.
Our genitals make sloppy slurp-slap noises, and the girl, experiencing sex for the first time, whimpers with sounds that are indistinguishable from pain, confusion, or pleasure, passively tossed around while the residents of the small village keep up appearances at their feast, glancing over sideways.
The women envy her for being fucked and impregnated, their own love juices oozing out as they secretly wish to be in the same position.
I wonder what the men are thinking as they watch my blatant, interloper-like abuse of authority. I don’t have the courage to ask.
…Holding Soris tightly, I let my gaze wander. Em’s brother, Ray, looks at us with satisfaction. Catching my eye sharply, he gives me a nod.
It was as if he understood that I was internally anxious about whether this was okay and said, “That is fine with you.”
The honor of the Rider is the pride of the Dragon. Whether it be superior strength or a beautiful body, serving the Rider in every form is the happiness of the Dragons.
Their values seem complex but are actually simple.
I thought I understood, but thinking about it again…
…Values that are too simple are actually harder to deal with.
“Soris… I’m going to fuck you…”
“Ah! Nnnh! Umm… ah, haha! Please… please fill me up… all of it♪”
Sorris’s pussy had already learned what it wanted. I used it however I pleased, fucking her thoroughly until I ejaculated.
Glurrrrrl, gluhhhhrlll, clunk, clunk, clunk… tick, tick, tick…!
I spewed my usual excessive amount of semen into her virgin pussy, making sloppy squish-squish noises as it overflowed, bringing Soris’s first time to a close.
We hugged each other tightly, exchanged breaths… and eventually started stacking kisses together, looking into each other’s eyes.
“Now, enjoy the feast, Great Rider!”
“Can I please have a bit more time for the afterglow?”
“Nay, nay, it is not just Soris. The other women also deeply desire to make children with you. This Palace offers the finest female bodies unique to our Dragon Village, and we are only getting started!”
“Mr. Garum, please calm down a bit. Could you stop trying to compete with Viper or Misty?”
“It is not just that. That certain city in the desert also seems to have captured the heart of the Great Rider and refuses to let go. However, if our Palace members are serious, we shall never be inferior.”
“Are you seriously trying to compete with erotic hotspots all over the world?!”
Someone please stop this old man.
After receiving approval from the other female slaves, Soris was officially fitted with a collar one month later. She looked so happy that I decided not to think about Crystal Palace, which had completely turned in a weird direction, for a while.