Chapter 1 Pain and Pleasure

Akira

It was time. The maids had finished cleaning and dressing me up.

If I had known I was born into Lunagron to serve the Dragon Lord as his s*x slave, I would have died in my mother's place instead.

My father was Alpha Logan. He was the Alpha of the powerful Glowpaw pack that was closest to Demagon, the dragon kingdom. He despised me along with my stepmother, the Luna, her kids, and everyone else in the pack.

I was wolfless. I was weak. A disappointment. I was born on a full moon which meant I should've been a blessing from the moon goddess but that day, my mother died. My father never told me who she was, no one in the pack knew who she was.

But I was reminded day by day for the first sixteen years of my life of how I killed my mother, just to become a failure. The Luna aggravated my wounds and her children were the pure definition of devils.

I thought life couldn't get worse but when dragons attacked my pack for reasons unknown, life became worse. That day I lost my virginity to four dragons. The way they maltreated me has given me endless nightmares to date.

I wished they left me to die in the forest when they finished, but no, I was taken as a slave to Demagon. I spent the last two years of my life, working tirelessly in a brothel. Every morning they would wake me at five to serve dragons that were trying to get themselves high before f*****g a dragoness.

Sometimes they mistook me for the dragoness. Others wanted me to satisfy their sexual needs for free. And the rest just wanted to see me suffer.

They would strip me bare of the rags I called clothes, and most days, I would have to walk around naked. I was so young but they killed the child inside of me. I was exposed to the wicked side of Lunagron so early.

We were thirty when we were first brought two years ago, but now, I was the only one left. Others had either been beaten to death, executed, or 'accidentally' killed. I didn't know why I was still alive but I wished I died sooner.

The day that should be the happiest for every wolf became a nightmare to me. I found my mate. But who was he?

He was Aragon, the Dragon Lord. How could HE ever love someone? How could someone that had 700 concubines and 300 s*x slaves ever be able to love me? He was the one that destroyed my pack.

He was the dragon that made me see the worst side of life in the last two years. He was the same one that had been ruling for 80 years and drank blood to satisfy his possessed dragon. But that was why I was still alive. To satisfy his dragon.

He wanted to kill me when he first saw me but instead, he took me to his palace, his cave.

He kept me in a room and I wondered why I wasn't dead yet. Then maids came to prepare me.

Now, I was in front of a golden door. But there was something in me that was different.

My hands burnt like hell and I could hear and see things I couldn't see before. My senses doubled. It was like my body had been divided into two parts. I didn't know why I felt so different today on my eighteenth birthday. But I was too worried and scared to think about it.

Accepting my fate, I opened the door and walked in.

The room was painted red. It reminded me of the rooms at the brothel. There was a big King-sized bed covered in black sheets. The room was more or less empty.

The door shut behind me. I turned to find no one there. I cautiously walked deeper into the room, thinking there was nothing else in it until I saw a table with different devices.

I returned my attention to the door, hoping I could still escape but he stood there...

"Dracul's happy to see you. He's been waiting." When he took a step forward, I took one back. "Why move back, Akira? You caused this upon yourself."

"Stay away from me Aragon..." It was more of a beg than a warning.

"You're terrified?" Aragon laughed, sending shivers down my spine.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

He squeezed my chin and looked into my shaky eyes. "You will be." I pushed him back but he didn't move an inch. "You'll regret what you've just done, Akira."

"I've been through worse. Do your worst, Aragon!!"

He cracked his fists and stepped away from me. "Let's make this happen."

The lights turned off and there were echoes of his voice repeating, 'Come to me,' but I couldn't see him. Two hands pulled my waist towards its owner. He carried me up and bent me, spanking my a*s through the dress but I couldn't feel a thing because of the clothing.

I tried to kick him and give him some pain but he was too powerful.

Though I didn't have my wolf, I could sense him when he was nearby. Which was weird. He threw me on the bed and disappeared again. When I just started to catch my breath, there was a loud thud on the bed.

I screamed when he pulled me to him. He released his claws and tore my clothing, not caring if he tore my skin along with it.

"Let go of me!" I cried in horror.

Not long after, only my tattered lingerie was left. He used his claw to painfully brush my hair, removing the gems that were decorated in it.

He made me sit up and rested my back on the golden support of the bed.

"Leave me, Aragon!"

He shut me up by pushing something in my mouth. Before I could tell what was happening, a bolt of electricity went through my head.

He laughed manically when tears rushed down my face. I wanted to scream but my throat was burnt.

He removed it and I coughed. My face vibrated from the intensity. My mouth was on fire. He stuck his member into my mouth before I could recover from the blast. He held my head and pushed it in to make me suck it in and out.

I couldn't breathe. I felt my life slip away because I was suffocating. He slapped my face and let me go then disappeared into the darkness once again. I held my chest and breathed.

My voice was throaty. Then he came again and flipped me over, admiring my a*s. He tore the red lingerie off it and I felt claws dig into my skin. He wrote something but the pain I felt made what he wrote the least of my problems.

Then, I heard the shackles of chains. Three other dragons showed up and before I knew it, I was tied to the bed. My hands and legs were stretched and bound by the four corners of the bed. The thought of other dragons being around made me queasy.

"You'll regret this Aragon! I swear on my mother's life," I said with the last power in me.

"We'll see about that."

I yelped when something lashed on my a*s. It continued. Aragon whipped me.

I couldn't even speak or scream anymore. I didn't count but he gave me 100 lashes before stopping. There was a deep pain in my a*s that I couldn't comprehend. Something powdery was poured on it.

I didn't know what it was but the pain made me wring my hands and legs that were tied to the bed. I tried to break the chains but it was pointless. The powder chewed my skin like acid and ate my wounds.

The three dragons came back and were ordered by Aragon to lick it off me. But it didn't help. I gulped as they did so because they licked and chewed my hurting a*s like it was spiced beef.

They stepped away when they were done and I got another second of peace before Aragon returned. He held my a*s and dug his face into it. Though he tortured me and I hated him with all my life, I had to bite my lips not to release a moan.

He was my mate after all. Then something was pushed into it.

'Goddess, please help me!'

But this didn't electrocute me. Instead, he pushed it in. He pushed and pushed and the thing seemed to have no end. When he couldn't push further, he let it be.

I didn't mumble a word even though my voice was back. He removed the thing instantly and I screamed.

"Aaah!!!"

The pain twisted my entire a*s.

The chains of my legs were broken but that of my hands remained. Aragon held my a*s and pushed his member inside it. In all my two years, one so big had never entered me. I didn't stop myself from screaming.

He dug his claws into my numb a*s on both sides to hold me still and forced both deadly pain and unspeakable pleasure into me. I didn't want to enjoy it or feel good about it. But I couldn't help it.

When he heard my moans he went faster and it became more pain than pleasure. He stopped before I could get enough, purposefully, and left me on the bed to satisfy myself.

Aragon didn't want to feel too good about plunging into me but no dragoness had ever made him so satisfied. He wanted more.

The chains on my hands were broken and he pulled me to him. He stood at the end of the bed and I lay face up on it. He ripped the lingerie still covering my breasts. Aragon used ropes to tie them till they were red. He used clips to hold my n*pples.

My face turned red and I resisted the urge to scream. "You will regret living, Akira!"

I already do!

Tired of waiting, he slipped his member into my hole. He held my laps and unleashed full power on me. The ropes prevented my breasts from moving but when they did move, the clips that held my n*pples became tighter and hurt me the more.

My whole body was red and Aragon didn't stop. He went faster every second. At a point, I screamed and c*mmed but he didn't stop even then.

Even when I begged him, he didn't stop. Even when I fainted, he didn't stop. He hit me with his member for 5 hours straight. He didn't stop until he had completely obliterated my hole, and me and made it useless.