The Dragon’s Quest for Hopper starts off as any other low brow elf seeking a real place in life. He didn’t think the real place would be babysitter to a dragon. Part of him wishes the dragon mother decided on eating him instead of shoving him into this new role. What was he thinking getting involved with Linda or Hartliebe or thinking he deserved more in life than running a beer company. Beer is his life. Or it was. His life now seems a lot different. And scary.
Genres: Adventure, fantasy
Sass and Dominik
The woman finally looks up at me with a quiet, “Oh,” that sounds more like a moan. “Welcome to Cloister Geysters, I am Sass. Can I help you with anything?” Those words in that voice have me believing anything can literally be anything.
“The signs spoke of a hot springs?” I try not to beg for her body to be joined to me. I want to, but it might be more of a seduction spell versus my actual desires. Who wouldn’t want such a being as this?
She pokes out from behind the counter showing off the thong instead of pants or skirt. I gulp trying to contain my body from begging, pleading, and possibly jumping her. I play the game, not get played, or go against the will of the other. Generally anyway. “I can take you there. First let me get Sarah.” She bounces up and down waving off to the distance. I have no idea where to or who to because my eyes cannot leave her body.
Soon enough Sarah, still wearing such covering clothes, bounces her way over. A quick movement to push her hair behind her ear has my eyes flickering between the two. “Yes, Sass?”
“I am going to show him the hot springs. Can you watch the counter for me?” Never have I seen such simple conversation made into seductive moves. Never has ‘Can you help me?’ been can you rape me in every way you can think of in my mind. An image of the two sisters making out cannot even leave my mind. I thought it was intriguing and disgusting before with the Double Trouble twins, but here with those two, I cannot even perceive it as disgusting. I need to cool down.
Sass motions me to follow her. I follow, but I do not see the environment with her ass waving back and forth before me. I need to satisfy these urges and yet it feels wrong to just want these girls. I knew everything about the ones I have had before. Now I am trapped in some sort of warped seductress’s game. “We have fourteen different hot spring holes. It would be forty six for an hour of rest in one of the grade A. To include a guest, you need to add another fifteen.”
“Fifteen for a guest? My friend won’t be here for a while yet.” Nor would I want to relax next to that dragon.
“Well, we can offer a guest for you if you wish to double down.” She winks.
“I see.” I also see her ass very well. Thongs are going to be my new best friend.
She smiles, I think. I didn’t get a good look at her face. “The grade B springs are thirty with the same cost for guests.”
“Gotcha. Any other grades?” I look about now prying my eyes away from her. Something catches my eyes around a bend. As Sass continues chattering about C and D springs being cheaper and not a solo event. D can host a party of more than forty people.
The bend in the rock wall leaves me to a sign that says Spring A-1. I look at the curtain door which is closed. Sass grabs my arm. “It’s taken. You can have another one, though.”
“I thought I saw…”
“It’s taken.” She drags me away.
As I hear the curtain pulled back, I turn. Standing there in the white swim suit of all the workers is Cat. Crap. I did not want to see her here. Why did I walk in this direction?
“I thought you were someone I knew.” She goes back to the spring.
“Cat. I’m Dominik.” I tap my chest.
She spins to look me over. “Dragon magic?”
“Most definitely.” I nod looking back at Sass and her frown. Now that Cat is here, the magic of her seduction is gone. Now as I look I see wrinkles and sagging skin. How did I not see that before?
“Did you want to relax with me? Tell me Cyro’s misadventures?” Cat glances back at Sass. “Just add it to my bill.”
“Yes, Dragon Cat.” She nods walking off miffed.
“She liked you.” Cat motions me into her curtained area. The first area has swim suits hanging up. I grab a pair of trunks as she moves into the next area. Switching into the swim suit, I feel ill at ease. I saw her in the white of the springs. Now she will see me in white shorts. I was always ripped, but not in the normal sense for elves. I had real muscles. And come to think of it, Aimee told me it was due to having dragon blood.
I have a lot to tell her.