He turns you over, and the next thing you see, to your horror, is his open armpit descending onto your face. You try to crawl away, but it's for not. You're nose's struck by the sweaty musk of his armpit. He closes his arm around you, trapping you in hi armpit. You struggle against his grip as the crowd laughs at your predicament. As his horrible smell smothers you, you're struggling dies down, until eventually, you lose consciousness in his armpit.
When you wake up next, you're on a bed, confused. You look over to the side and see the dragoness looking at you with a sultry look as she licks her lips.
"You took you're sweet time, boy," she says. You then realize one of her arms are draped across your chest, pinning you to the bed, despite your struggles. She chuckles. "C'mon, didn't you want to finish what we started, cutie?"
"S...Speed?" you say. As you see her expression harden, you wonder why was that the first thing you said.
"Speed? Why's Speed on your mind when all of this..." she runs her hand down her side, highlighting the curve of her breasts, hips, and rear. "...is in front of you?" You struggle even more under her. "What has he done for you that I haven't?" You see her eyes widen as a jolt of realization shoots through her mind. "Oh... it isn't just the body you want." She positions herself so she's leaning over you, both hands by your hands, her breasts hanging over your head. You whimper in fear. "You want someone to brutalize you." You're eyes widen in fear just as she crashes her breasts on top of you. You scream into them, only for her to roughly rock herself back and forth, pounding the sides of your head with her jugs. You're pretty sure she's bruising you with her technique. She finishes her multiple strikes with a downward thrusts, causing her breasts to shake to the side and clap around your face, causing you to scream in pain.
She pulls herself off you, seeing your sniffling, crying, bruised face. She chuckles.
"Now, am I on your mind?" You can only sniffle in response. She places a finger on your chin and leans your head in such a way that she can look you in the eye. "Don't tell me you're at your limit now, dear. The night's only started." She did... things to you. Things you wouldn't dare mention to anyone else.
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