Dragons have a slow rate of physical growth during their early years; it feels like they take five years to grow just one year’s worth. Unlike the Elven race, who reach adulthood at roughly the same rate as humans, dragons take a considerable amount of time to mature. This means that if a child is born a dragon, there is a high probability that I won’t live long enough to see them reach adulthood. Seeing how Old Man Harry is still drifting along quite effortlessly, I think I could manage to hang on until about age 100 if I stay in Polka, but as for anything beyond that, I’m not so sure. Well, if you ask whether I just need to make it to adulthood or if I need to live longer than that, it becomes a bottomless question. Then again, if you ask whether I actually want to become something immortal like a Divine Beast, I’m also a bit unsure about that. I guess I just want to live a long life within reasonable, sensible bounds. Thanks to the Spirit Spring, my physical body itself is remarkably healthy—to the point where even I can’t believe I’m in my 40s (my former crossbow corps friends who don’t live in Polka look quite aged whenever I see them). So, as long as I avoid danger, I’d like to think I can make it into triple digits.
And then there’s this. Solis, the silver dragon girl, looks to be about ten years old. Since it’s been over ten years since we met, by my calculations, she should have grown about two years. Because I see her often, she doesn’t look much different to me. Dragons are naturally slow to grow physically, but their mental maturation is as fast as, if not faster than, other races; mentally, she is already quite composed. As a result, her demeanor is more mature than her appearance, which gives her a somewhat mysterious air. Setting that aside, though. Recently—or rather, ever since she found out that I’ve laid a hand on Frena—Solis’s pressure has been intense. “Master. …I hear you have been engaging in ‘procreation’ with Lady Frena.” “I-It’s not ‘procreation.’ I’m being very careful to ensure we don’t have children.” “I think you are free to do as you please with that, but more importantly…” “Why are you glossing over that part so casually!?” It is a very important issue. I mean, the core problem is “don’t have sex with your biological daughter,” and I’m not sure how much of an excuse it is to say “but I’m being very careful with contraception”… well, uh, I’m sorry. “In that case, don’t you think I am also nearing the point where I can be used for procreation?” ”…” The way you put that. “No, it’s not that I had an issue with it from the start. I simply believe that if you can procreate with Lady Frena, then my body has also entered a sufficiently usable range.” “I feel like there’s some misunderstanding here. I don’t live my life with the driving principle of ‘let’s just increase the number of children at any cost,’ you know?” ”? Does that mean you simply wish to indulge in pleasure without conceiving children?” “Hey, can you do something about the way you’re phrasing that?” “From what I can see, I don’t believe anyone in Vapor avoids having children… But if you intend to avoid procreation and simply enjoy the women, does that mean they are mistaken?” “No, there is someone I’m okay with having children with. Yes. I don’t intend to say that procreation is inherently bad.” ”…Then why am I ‘not okay’? Dragons are capable of conceiving even at this age, you know?” “It’s not that I’m saying you’re ‘not okay’… I just wish you wouldn’t use phrasing like ‘used for procreation’ and stuff. It leaves the impression that you’re saying, ‘I don’t care who it is, just increase my descendants by as many as possible!’” ”?” Why are you making such a suspicious face, Solis? Looking up at me, tilting her head, her mouth pulled into a slight pout. “Uh…” ”…” “Well…” ”…” ”…Would the sense of dissonance decrease if I said that my genitalia can also be used for sex, and of course, I can also bear children?” “Close. More importantly, why are you speaking as if you’re a tool being used?” “Dragons are tools for their riders, are they not?” Ah.
“I see… Now that I think about it, the gap in values in Crystal Palace is a lot stronger than it is with Maia and the others.”
“Whether through combat prowess or as a female, to be of use is a dragon’s greatest joy. This, of course, includes bearing offspring.”
”…I guess so…”
Lately, I’ve rarely had to deal with those kinds of discrepancies with the dragon children, so I thought I understood them pretty well. But now I realize the dragons were simply the ones accommodating me.
While I see them often since they almost always show up whenever I call for reinforcements at Crystal Palace, it seems Solis-chan was still a bit oblivious to that.
“Ah, or perhaps there is something about my face or body type that you find particularly unappeable, so the thought of using me doesn’t occur to you? Ah, perhaps my hairstyle?”
Solis-chan currently wears her hair in two braids, but she began undoing them, attempting to style them into a ponytail—a common look among female slaves.
It’s not that I specifically like her doing that. I don’t dislike it, though.
“No, it’s not that at all. It’s fine.”
For now, I managed to settle the matter with Solis-chan.
Even at Vapor Palace, I don’t know who to turn to about this. I feel like no matter who I talk to, they’ll just say, “Don’t be so hesitant, just go ahead and bed her whenever you feel like it.” I mean, I know that since I’ve already laid hands on my own biological daughter, there’s nothing left to fear—but still, you know? I just want to be allowed at least some kind of excuse.
And so, wearing a grimace, I wandered around my usual home, where the naked girls were frolicking with absolutely zero sense of caution, and finally, unable to bear the weight of my thoughts, I consulted Corti.
“Don’t be so hesitant, just go ahead and bed her whenever you feel like it.”
“You said exactly what I predicted, word for word!”
“Anyone would say that… Go take a look at the erotic palace you built yourself. What’s so wrong with her being a little young at this point?”
“You say that, but… Why is nobody trying to stop me? No matter how you look at it, this is backward. This is exactly the kind of thing where people should be telling me to learn some common sense.”
“Why would someone who created and lives in an all-naked erotic paradise want to be lectured on common sense? Besides, you’re not the type of person who needs common sense. If anything, a silver dragon from Crystal would be overjoyed to be given a black collar like us.”
“For the record, the black collars aren’t for that ‘category,’ okay? That’s a specific setup I use because you guys have special circumstances!”
“I haven’t forgotten that. It’s just that even with that, they’re envious. Even if you tell them ‘service as a dragon is prohibited,’ they’ll still be jealous just because of your collar.”
”…Aren’t the Crystal dragon girls being a little too eager?”
“Besides, do you actually realize that you’s a human? You’ve only got about another hundred years left, right? We want to serve you as much and as long as possible while we can. This ‘she’s too young’ thing is really just a matter of your own perception.”
“If I live another hundred years, I’ll probably hold the world record for a human… At most, maybe sixty or seventy…”
“If you’re aware you don’t have much time, then stop whining. And don’t just focus on your older sister; make sure you get me and Shario pregnant, too. Just staring at naked bodies every day without making them pregnant is an insult to females.”
So, to a dragon, even having seventy years left is considered “not having much time”… Well, I suppose that’s how it is when you live for a millennium.
By the way, among the black-collared group, Lyra is the only one who recently gave birth to my child. And lately, she has taken a liking to “that kind of play”—cowgirl position—while nursing our baby. Corti and Shario both say they want to try it themselves… I honestly think it’s bad for education, so they shouldn’t.
“Thanks to you kneading us for ten years, our breasts have finally grown as large as Big Sister’s, so once you’ve gotten us pregnant, you’ll be perfect, won’t you?”
“What do you mean, ‘perfect’…”
“Netori play! ♪”
“You do actually have loyalty to Rainer, right? You’re living here on the premise that you do, right?”
“As a dragon, yes. As a female, I still harbor a bit of a grudge because you didn’t even look my way! ♪”
I think that’s a bit of a roundabout way to get revenge. But I’ll impregnate her anyway.
After agonizing for a while and vaguely consulting the female slaves around me (I didn’t have the courage to consult anyone from the outside), I eventually gave up since I couldn’t come up with a single excuse.
So, I went to Crystal Palace and made a declaration to Solis-chan.
“No one raised an objection, so I am going to ravage you.”
“Yes! ♪”
“Yay!”—the naked dragon women gathered around me began to applaud. It was a complete celebratory atmosphere.
No, it’s not like I specifically requested this, but lately, it’s become the local custom for all the women to strip naked and welcome me before even offering a greeting.
Since the men, of course, don’t undress, it creates a bizarre atmosphere, but since Old Man Garam—the de facto leader—has decreed it to be so, no one seems capable of defying him. Apparently, he’s doing this to rival Vapor Palace or Misty Palace.
It’s a shame, really, because the village has a magnificent clothing culture. But honestly, I’m sorry, but I’m always down to see beautiful women’s breasts. I’m truly grateful.
“Well then, let the feast begin!” “We shall prepare a bed, so please wait a moment.”
Despite the declaration that a young girl is about to be violated, Old Man Garam and the women begin setting up a banquet around her.
”…Are you all planning on watching?” “I-I don’t mind, Master♪” “Well, the first time, Emma and I were alone inside the house…” “P-Please forget that!”
Emma, who had come along with me today to provide transport to Crystal Palace, looked away with a flushed, awkward expression. …So she’s embarrassed because she ended up crying before we even started, and her first time was a failure. Also, Solis-chan is calling me “Master” quite naturally, even though we haven’t made a contract yet. …Though we’ll likely do it in the near future. It’s not like there’s a possibility of us having sex without ever actually signing anything. Ah, I feel like I’ve been getting way too swept up in this lifestyle ever since the Elenia incident.
“Um…” While I was wondering how to handle the situation, the naked women dragged a somewhat large bed out from the village warehouse and set it up right there.
“Phew. There you go.” “Thank you.” “You’re very welcome… ngh♪”
I squeezed the breasts and kissed the women who had carried it for me, only to realize a moment later that this was actually the custom back at Vapor Palace. The Onyx Maids working hard over there, and the dragon girls who frequent the place—they all prefer to receive my gratitude in this manner. It’s probably not good practice to use the customs of an ethically collapsed harem—where breeding sex has become a routine greeting—on women from other places. But no one seems to care.
“Shall we use those girls to build up your spirit before Solis?” Old Man Garam was actually trying to be considerate. No, that’s not it; this is just a very normal way of showing appreciation through skinship. …If I say that out loud, it’ll probably just make things even worse.
“Y-You mustn’t! Since you’ve finally felt inclined to bless me, please follow the proper order!” Solis-chan panicked and pushed them back. Yeah. It’s true for the other dragon girls as well; even the more mature ones react quite age-appropriately when it comes to their own kin. It’s a heartwarming sight. …Well, I’m about to violate that very same girl and creampie her right in front of her family and relatives.
“You’re a greedy little thing,” I whispered, grabbing Solis-chan’s buttocks firmly. Of course, like all the other women, Solis-chan wasn’t wearing a single stitch of clothing when she welcomed me. In this Palace, the only woman currently wearing clothes is Emma.
”…! Yes…♪” “Lie on the bed, and spread your legs.” ”…P-Please…♪”
The dragon girl, driven to ecstasy in an instant by the movement of my fingers kneading her bare buttocks, obeyed my guidance with complete submissiveness.
Back when I first failed at my first experience with Emma, I certainly didn’t have this kind of finger technique—or any other skills, for that matter. I felt a little bad about that.
”…Good girl.”
”…F-finally… it’s finally happening… Truth be told, ever since you formed your alliance with this Palace, I’ve resolved to… to let you hold me… ah…♪”
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Please use me… use me plenty, as many times as every single day…♪ Even if I conceive, even on the day I give birth to your offspring…♪”
“Don’t rush, don’t rush.”
“I… I’m sure no other way could ever be as enjoyable… Even with a hatchling swelling my belly, using me for seed extraction… I know it will be wonderful…♪”
“Easy now, easy.”
Her appeal was incredibly intense.
I mean, it’s true that such a thing would be too dangerous to intentionally enjoy with any other race. But I’m not that much of a pervert, and although I’ve been diligently breeding dragons, only a few have actually become pregnant, so I wish she wouldn’t show such strange desperation.
Children are a gift. Sex is something to be enjoyed without rushing. Let’s not obsess over strange goals like wanting to have heavy-bellied sex while still young.
As preparations for the feast progressed, the girl lay open, surrendering the deepest parts of her sex to a man’s hand in a place visible to everyone in the village. Among those watching, there were likely her parents, her siblings, or perhaps even her childhood friends.
However, that was no longer a fact that would drown her in shame or make her want to flee. Over the dozen or so years that I had frequented this place and received their hospitality—and during the same years that Solis-chan had continuously longed to serve me—it was no longer a shameful secret, but an honor she could boast of to anyone in the Palace.
…I reflected briefly, thinking once again that I really am making a mess of various places, before resuming my caresses. I made the innocent girl cry out loudly in the open air.
After a period of continuous foreplay, Solis-chan’s fine, unblemished naked body was flushed and slick with sweat. Since dragon girls are extremely resistant to pain, I suppose she could probably endure it even if I thrust in abruptly, but I don’t really have a taste for that kind of painful intensity.
“Alright then, Solis-chan. …I’ll use you, just as you wished.”
”…Yes… I’ve been… waiting…♪”
As if in a dream, the girl waited for the man who used her as a tool for sexual release. It was a sensibility that the human race could never begin to understand, but to them, it was only natural.
For the coming decades. Perhaps a century, if I try hard enough. No, that might be impossible. I vowed with my cock to continue responding to her humble yet greedy devotion.
With full preparation, I drove my male lust into her small vagina, which was unaccustomed to intrusion, yet thirsting for it.
“Ngh… ungh…♪”
“Hang in there… You’re so cute, Solis-chan.”
“Just… Solis…♪”
“Hm?”
“Please… use my name without honorifics…♪ Because from this day forward… I am nothing more than a tool… to serve this cock and make it feel good…♪”
”…”
This is a total fetish, isn’t it? The kind where one gets thrills from being treated like a tool. I could try to reason with her right here while my cock is inside her, but that would kill the mood and probably wouldn’t resonate well, so I hesitated for a moment, wondering…
…I decided to ignore it.
“Understood. Solis.”
”♪”
“From this day forward, you will devote yourself entirely to my cock.” “……Yes……I swear it! ♪” Solis-chan clung to my cock with her newly opened vagina, vowing her loyalty with a tight squeeze. A girl appearing no older than my own daughter… no, even younger than her. In front of the entire clan, she declared that she would love my cock for the rest of her life. To be honest, I was just as thrilled by that fact as she was. But that was as far as my self-control could go. As if a leash had been snapped, I began to thrust my hips wildly. Embracing the girl—who was more than two sizes smaller than me—from above, I hammered my hips against her slender, fragile waist with a ferocity that made me seem like a different person. The bed creaked and groaned under the strain. The wet, vulgar sounds of our genitals slapping together filled the air. The girl, experiencing this for the very first time, let out gasps that were indecipherable—somewhere between pain, confusion, and pleasure—as she was tossed about at my mercy, while the villagers of this small hamlet looked on, maintaining the pretense of a feast. The women looked on with envy at her being violated and impregnated, their own lusts surfacing as they grew slick with arousal. I wondered what the men thought as they watched my tyranny, acting like a common interloper. I didn’t have the courage to find out, though. …As I glanced around while holding Solis, I saw Emma’s brother, Rei, watching me with a satisfied expression. Noticing my gaze, he gave me a nod. It was as if he sensed my internal anxiety—wondering if I was taking things too far—and was telling me, “This is exactly how it should be.” A Rider’s honor is a Dragon’s pride. A dragon’s happiness lies in their superior strength and beautiful bodies being of use to the Rider in every possible way. Their values are complex, yet simple. I thought I understood it, but seeing it like this… …Values that are too simple can actually be quite difficult to grasp. “Solis… I’m going to knock you up…!” “Ah, ngh, ugh… ah, hah… please… give me… so much…! ♪” I used Solis’s vagina—which had long since ceased to be able to keep up with my body—exactly as I pleased, ravaging her until I finally ejaculated. Splurt, spurt, spurt… throb, throb, throb… I poured an excessively large amount of semen into her innocent womb, letting it overflow with vulgar, squelching sounds, bringing her first time to a close. We clung to each other, exchanging breaths… eventually layering kiss upon kiss, gazing into each other’s eyes. “Now, please enjoy the feast, O Great Rider!” “Hey, can you give me a moment to enjoy the afterglow?” “No, no! It is not just Solis; the other women also desire to conceive your children from the bottom of their hearts! The ultimate feast of female bodies, unique to the Dragon Village, is only just beginning!” “Calm down, Garam. Let’s not start a weird rivalry with Vapor or Misty, okay?” “It is not just them. It seems the city of… something in the desert… has also captured the Great Rider’s heart and won’t let go. But if it is the serious intent of our Palace, we shall certainly not be outdone!” “Are you trying to win against every sex hub in the world!?” Someone, please stop this old man.
It was one month later when Solis officially donned her collar, having received the approval of the other female slaves. Since she looked so incredibly happy, I decided to stop thinking about the fact that Crystal Palace had steered itself into a completely deranged direction.