Page 75 of Theoden
I shook my head. “No, Sir.”
He arched an eyebrow. “In a hundred years, none of your brothers or even your Father ever spank you until you came?”
I shook my head. “No, Sir.”
Tylendel huffed in exasperation. “Vampires really have no imagination.”
With that, he walked towards the middle of his bedroom and levitated to the ceiling, pulling down what looked like a silver chain with the end having leather covered cuffs. He walked back over to me and undid my bindings.
“Go there,” he said, pointing towards the middle of the room where the chain and cuffs waited. I did as I was told and he followed behind me. “Hold your wrists out.” I did and he put the leather cuffs around them, then walked over to the far end of the room and pulled on a lever that yanked my arms above my head. He pulled on the lever over and over until I was being suspended in the air and only the tips of my toes barely touched the floor. The stress of the weight of my body was completely on my shoulders and wrists. My body was being stretched in a way I had never felt. I couldn’t believe there was so much that was still new to me even after a century of being alive.
Tylendel walked behind me and I turned my head to see where he was going and what he was doing. He picked up the candle again and came back to me. “Turn around.”
I did as I was told, and then I felt the hot wax flow down the middle of my back. I gasped in pleasure and arched. The chains rattled with my weight but didn’t break. Again, the hot wax was poured on my back, then on my ass cheeks, and my cock actually got harder. My need to cum burned in my balls and I licked my lips to keep them from drying.
“So pretty, this red on white flesh,” Tylendel stated, then he began to run his hands over my body where the wax had seared itself against my skin. His touch was sending me into a frenzy, it burned me in the best way possible and I wanted more of him to touch me, to be inside of me.
“Fuck me,” I begged.
Again, he laughed. “I will be fucking you, baby half-dragon. But whenmycock is ready, not when you want me to.”
Baby half-dragon? I was a century old for fuck’s sake!
“You tensed,” Tylendel said. “You object to me calling you a ‘baby’? Or is it the ‘half-dragon’ that vexed you so?”
I nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
“Which one is it?”
“Being called a ‘baby’, Sir,” I said. I had already come to terms with the fact that Tylendel would never consider me a full-blooded dragon, because I wasn’t. I was fine with that. But, a baby? I wondered if older vampires in my Father’s kingdom considered me as such as well.
“Why?”
“Because I am over a hundred years old, Sir. Hardly a baby.”
“You think so?”
“Yes, Sir,” I continued to protest.
“Well, to me, you are a baby. I am far older than you and even your Father. Your century is but a drop in the never-ending ocean to someone like me.”
I was stunned by just how old he could be. How powerful did that make him? How old was he? Would he ever tell me his age? His father was King for four thousand years, but that gives no clue as to how old he was before he became King and when Tylendel was born. Could Tylendel be two or three thousand? If he was anywhere near that age, I could see why I was so insignificant to him. Still, I didn’t like it.
“Do you understand now why I call you an infant?” he asked me.
I nodded. “Yes, Sir.” I kept my resentment of the word buried. No point in make any more of an issue out of it.
“Good.” He poured more of the wax on my ass, then he walked around to pour some on my cock and I shook in the chains, whimpering in pleasure as the wax cooled. “Feels sooooo good, does it not?”
I nodded, my cheeks filling with blood. “Yes, yes, Sir.”
He laughed, then reached down, grabbing my aching cock. “Can you taste my desire for you, boy?”
I could, and it was so fucking delicious. “Yes, Sir.” I was feeding off his physical touch and it was potent. More potent than any of my brothers, Father, or any human’s.
He started to slowly stroke my cock, then poured more wax, smearing it on my shaft. My balls tightened and I knew I was about to cum.
“Such beautiful muscles,” Tylendel said, then he released my cock to rub my abdomen. “They tense perfectly when you are about to climax. I will give the church some credit, they sculptured your body with their training. I’m sure you would have developed nicely as all dragons do, but the human blood coursing through your veins is volatile and may have marred what you were to become. As it is, you are quite splendid.”
