Page 74 of Theoden
Tylendel laughed again, then walked towards the door. “That will not be the last time that will happen to you, Théoden.”
I took a deep breath and managed to climb to my feet once my legs stopped trembling. I caught up to him as he was waiting for me outside. I was embarrassed at having such a juvenile reaction to him, but he seemed unfazed by it all. He slipped his arm around my waist and the next thing I knew, I was flying in the sky faster than any speed I could muster on my own.
We covered great distances in what seemed like seconds and even still, we traveled on. I lost track of how long we flew, but it was at least two hours before we were landing on the balcony of a large mansion. He released me and I turned to look around at my new surroundings. I saw beautiful forests and mountains and beyond that, a gorgeous lake I would love to swim in.
“This is amazing,” I whispered. “Where are we?”
“Kashmir,” Tylendel stated.
“In India? The Himalayas?”
He nodded. “I have climbed those mountains plenty of times.”
I stared at the mountains as they were simply majestic in appearance. His home was located in a remote but beautiful place, one I might like to live in one day.
“Come, Théoden,” Tylendel said, capturing my attention.
I turned to see him entering his mansion through the double doors. I walked right into his bedroom, which was brightly lit with candles, and wasn’t surprised to see the room featured a large, four-poster bed. But what did shock me was the X-shaped structure and a chair with a hole cut out in the middle of the seat. There were also bindings on these structures I knew were to keep a person in place.
“Remove your clothes,” Tylendel commanded.
I looked at him. “Am I to be commanded by you?” I asked.
“As long as dragon blood flows through your veins, I am your Knight. You are what? A century old now, do you think that you are equal to me? Even as a dragon, your stature is beneath mine and as a vampire, to a dragon, you do not rank. My interest in you is because you are a half-breed. The first and only of your kind as it stands. Speak out of turn with me again, boy, and suffer the consequence.”
I swallowed at his scolding. I knew he wouldn’t kill me as that would create a war with Ara, but I was at his mercy and very far from home. I knew there were no vampires in dragon territory, so I was quite literally on my own.
“Apologies, Sir,” I said, remembering my manners, then began to remove my clothing.
He watched me undress, his eyes raking over me as each piece of clothing was removed, revealing more of me, to his liking. Once I stood before him naked, my cock hard and leaking, he motioned toward the cross. I had seen something similar before. Ara had punished me on it when I had defied him. I wasn’t too excited to be bound to this one.
I followed Tylendel’s instructions and allowed him to bind my wrists and ankles to the cross. He removed his gold coat, then the thin linen shirt, exposing his muscular chest. I licked my lips as I stared hard at his perky nipples. They begged to be sucked and licked and I had just the mouth for such a task.
Tylendel laughed, then looked at me. “Horny little dragon.”
He walked over to a chest, opening it, and removed what looked like a crop. Then he walked over to the other side of the room, taking up a red candle before coming back to me.
He held the candle up to me. “Light this.”
I used my dragon powers and lit the white wick of the candle.
“Tell me, Théoden, have your Father and brothers been feeding you properly this past century?” Tylendel asked as his eyes focused on the dancing fire of the lit candle.
“I do not understand what you mean, Sir.”
He turned to look at me then. “Your desire seems rather rampant and would not be if you’d been getting properly fucked.”
“My Father has me well satisfied, Sir,” I stated, taking some offense to his accusation.
“Ara, yes… I’m sure. But as skilled with his cock and mouth as I am sure Ara is… he is no match for a dragon,” Tylendel said. “You should have fed on at least one in all of this time.” He sighed and looked back at the candle. “No matter, I’ll make sure you are full before you leave here.” He held the candle over my chest, then tilted it, and the hot wax poured on my flesh. The heat of the wax didn’t sting or burn, it inflamed the desire in me, making me moan in pleasure.
“Ahhhhh,” I sighed, my eyes rolling up in my head.
“Yeeeesssss, I know. Vampires do not know what dragons need, what they desire.” Tylendel poured more of the hot wax, making sure to hit my nipples, and I quaked in ecstasy as the wax cooled. The fact that the wax cooled so quickly upset me, because it felt so good on my skin.
“More,” I panted, and Tylendel laughed.
“In a bit,” he said, then put the candle on the floor beside the cross I was bound to. He slapped the crop in his hand, the flat end making a sound that echoed throughout the room. “Do you know the pleasures of pain?” he asked as he ran the flat end of the crop down the length of my chest toward my hard cock.
