The Dragon's Babygirl

Chapter 1

Fiona found herself sitting in the private bar of the The Enchanted Rose. They are the only Club in this city with a full staff of wizards. That’s right, every one of them have magical abilities. It’s not so common anymore, so the few that happen around tend to flock together. The club offers a wide variety of services, some even include the use of magic. The highest demand, however, is the purpose behind clubs in this land; they offer s****l services for pay. There are a multitude of options, and each worker has their own terms of service. In most cases, everybody has a different specialty they offer.  

Fiona moved to the beautiful city of Rosehallow as soon as she was 18. Her parents were killed when she was young, so she had grown up in the capital city. The moment Fiona was eligible, she moved into a nice apartment near Rosehallow University. With her grades, she had received financial help to cover living expenses until she graduated.

Almost immediately after arriving in town, she met Sera and was invited to The Enchanting Orchid. Offering her services as a Little part-time. Within the first year of working there, she had made enough to pay for a brand-new house up-front. Moving into the private gated community known as ‘Sunshine View’, the only place in Rosehallow that is strictly for Caregivers and Littles. Despite all the laws, the country still has many predators, and Fiona felt a little safer with all of the community’s precautions.

Now, 3 years since moving here, Fiona feels completely at home for the first time in her life. She’s surrounded by caring friends, has everything she could ever need or want, and she loves her now full-time job. The only thing missing is a Daddy to own her.

Letting out a sigh as she twirls her drink, Fiona stares at the sparkling purple liquid. How she wished the Dom she had her sights on was interested in her. Tipping back the cup she downs the last of her alcohol and walks back to the bar. “Hey Sera, can I get 4 of those shots you made the other day? It tasted like starburst.”

“Fiona, you just had Unicorn Kisses and a Purple Bat. 4 Princess Shots would wreck you.” Sera looks at her with concern. Tapping Fiona’s nose, “tell you what,” she smiles sweetly at her. “I’ll give you two, but only if you tell me why you’re so sad today, it wasn’t a bad session was it?”

Sighing in defeat, even though she didn’t want to talk about it; Sera would worry too much. Might as well get the shots she wanted. “I’ve just been wishing I had a Dom of my own. I love working here don’t get me wrong, it’s fun having them pay me for services… But I need a real Dom for outside of work, one to love me and I him, and build a life together.” Slamming her head on the counter, she mumbles quietly “I just want him to realize I could be a permanent option.”

Sera giggles, “Him? You don’t happen to be talking about one Wyatt Woodcock, would you?” Giving Fiona a knowing smirk she raises her eyebrow in question.

“SERAAAA!” Frantically looking around, hoping the said man wasn’t done working yet. She sees there’s nobody else even in the bar yet, except Kelly of course, she doesn’t accept many clients after 8 while everybody else goes until 10, sometimes 11. Turning back with a tomato red face, “What if he had been in here and heard your wild accusation? He would think I’m crazy! A-and who says it’s him? It could be anybody! I talk to plenty of Daddy Dom’s on a regular basis you know!!” Fiona gets flustered trying to think of more points to add.

“Ah true, but all of those guys would accept your true submission in a heartbeat. Despite the fact that none of them meet your needs.” She says shaking her head, “They should know better… Anyways, you and Wyatt have been stuck together like glue since, what was it again? oh yeah, when he volunteered to be your partner for your final last year?” she gives Fiona a knowing glance, “And let’s not forget; he is the only one you know personally that meet all your requirements, whom also hasn’t asked you to be his. The facts all add up Fifi.”

Turning away to make the shots, “Besides, everybody can see that you’re perfect together. Why not make it official already?” Sera’s smile changes subtly, in a well-known way. If anybody had seen it, they would’ve been terrified. She’s obviously got new evil scheming on her mind. “Here you go Fifi, it’s on the house!” she happily places the two shots in front of the bookworm, abruptly walking away so she can’t argue.

Fiona is stunned silent, and quickly downs both shots, walking back to her table. Hopefully it’s not much longer before Clara is finished with her last customer. However, once Fiona has her nose back in her book, the concept of time is lost. Sera watches her lose grip with reality before walking over to Kelly with a fresh barrel of beer, “Hey Kelly, you want this? I’ll give it to you for free…”

Kelly stops drinking from her current barrel, putting her hand against her chin, “I don’t knoooow…” she glares skeptically. “What is it” *hick* “I have to do for you in return?” she inspects the barrel next to her, shaking it and listening to the sloshing inside. “Hmmmm, I might be getting a tad bit low...” she mumbles.

Sera c***s her head to the side, keeping her smile plastered in place. “Weeellll….” Leaning over the table she whispers to the drunk. “I think you might like it. You have fallow meet me in the back to um, talk. 5 minutes.” She winks at Kelly. Turning on her heels, she quickly disappears into the back.

“What have I got to lose… Might as well take advantage of the free beer.” Five minutes after Sera disappeared, she yells out proudly, “WOOH!! I LOOVE BEER!!” Then chugging the rest of her barrel, which was actually still 2/3rds full, she falls backwards off her stool. Now hiding behind the bar, Kelly begins army crawling to the backroom. Snickering to herself knowing nobody will check on her or get suspicious she’s not talking more.

Wyatt had just walked through the door to The Enchanting Orchid’s private bar, and already Kelly is yelling about loving beer. “Just ending the day and she’s already passing out…” shaking his head he walks over to the beautiful little bookworm he’s come to love. He believes he doesn’t deserve such a perfect little angel, but he just can’t keep himself away from her anymore... She calls to the dragon withing him.

Walking across the room, he ends up tripping when Fiona’s scent hits his nose. He was surprised the first time he smelled her, he thought she’d smell like ink and books. But to him, she smells like fresh apples and a sweet warm breeze. On days like today however, her arousal gives off a spicy tone to the already tantalizing smell. His mouth begins watering, his thoughts consumed by her smelling like warm apple pie, begging for him to scoop her up and eat her whole.

“Hey Wyatt, you ok!?” Fiona calls from the table she’s sitting at. “Come sit by me, Sera’s in the back right now.” Gulping and slowly getting up, Wyatt gets to her table without more incident. Smiling up at him, making him wonder how sweet those lips would taste.

“I’m fine. Just got distracted…” He sits down, resting his arm behind the small woman. “Nothing to worry about.” 

“What could possibly be going on in the thick head of yours to distract you to the point of tripping?” She giggles putting her bookmark in place.

“Oi! Look who’s talking. You’re the one who’s so overloaded with books, you could probably trip over thin air at this point.”

Looking down trying to hide her embarrassment, “I-I may have actually tripped over air before…” she whispers. But with his dragon hearing, he heard and gives a smirk before doubling over in laughter. “H-HEY STOP LAUGHING!” She tries to yell over his laughter. Then whispers, “p-please stop…”

“I can’t believe…That you’ve ACTUALLY TRIPPED… over AIR!” repeatedly pounding his fist against the table as he continues his fit of laughter. Immediately he stops as the scent of salt hits his nose, jerking his head up. His heart drops at the sight of his bookworm crying, knowing he’s taken it too far again…

Fiona’s eyes have spilled over, her lip beginning to quiver. “It’s” *sniff* “not that” *sniff* “funny! Why do you” *hicc* “always have to be so mean?” smacking him in the face with her book, stunning him as she runs out of the building. Not realizing she has left behind her purse.

“Stupid Wyatt!” sniffling as she continues running away from the jerk. It’s not her fault she’s so clumsy, and it has nothing to do with books! She runs aimlessly for quite a while before she starts running out of energy. Not paying attention to where she was going until now, she slows down to a walk. Stumbling slightly from the drinks Sera made her, she looks around the unfamiliar space.

A sudden chill runs up her spine, sending goose bumps over her entire body. Looking around, she could’ve sworn it felt like somebody watching her. This place has nobody around. Not even the free-for-all sluts that can be found down almost every road in this city…Except…Certain areas… Realization finally dawns on her; she knows exactly where she is, this is Quiver Lair’s old territory. The city refuses to position any workers down here anymore because people still fallow their teachings around here. Needing to get out of there quickly, she turns on her heels about to run. Immediately she slams into a tall hooded figure. “What are you doing all the way out here Babygirl?”

Does she know this person? “U-um, who are you? How do you know me?” Taking his hood off, she gasps and takes a step back. She’s never seen that look on Henry face before and it makes her nervous. Mustering up her courage, she tries to act normal. “Oh Henry, it’s just you.” Fidgeting with her skirt she looks down, “I guess I went the wrong way when I left The Enchanting Orchid. I meant to be on my way home…” she starts to walk around him so she can leave.

But he has something different in mind. In the blink of an eye, he’s pressed up behind her, whispering in her ear. “Well isn’t this my luck day? My little Fiona, all alone… In such a secluded place, with no witnesses around.” He starts playing with her hair, twirling a chunk between his fingers.

“Henry please let me go.” She whimpers. She doesn’t like this situation. Is he a part of Quiver Lair and they never knew? No he’s too sweet, that couldn’t be it… But then why is he down here?

Reaching around the front of her, he places one hand over her womanhood with a tight grip. The other around her waist holding her arms down. This makes Fiona begin to whimper and struggle to escape his grasp. Henry laughs into her neck, sending horrifying chills through her body. “I have been wanting you for so long, but you always reject Anthony and I. We want you to live with us. And be our Babygirl forever.”

“We’ve already talked about this; you guys can’t provide me with what I need. I don’t like how you’re acting right now and would like to be left alone.” Close to tears she tries to swallow the lump forming in her throat. “You already got a session with me earlier today.”

With him biting into her neck harshly, she lets out a strangled cry. Screaming the city’s universal safeword, in hopes that somebody nearby might hear. In turn, Fiona’s head is snapped to the side, feeling her skin tear from his teeth. Having received a slap across the face from a second person, “You have to stay quiet Princess. Otherwise, you will only be making things harder on yourself.” Another familiar voice says from the new figure in front of her.

“Henry” sobbing now, she begins hiccupping. “Anthony... W-why are you g-guys doing this?”

“Didn’t you hear me?” Henry begins sucking on where his teeth just were, making Fiona whimper as she tries not to make another sound.

“Mmm that’s a good girl,” Anthony begins softly patting her face. “You keep that pretty little mouth shut. We are doing this because we have been very patient with you. Well we’ve waited long enough. Now, you will submit to us one way or another. Even if we have to beat the lesson in.” He presses his body against her front, taking over her mouth with his. Fiona’s breathe hitches as he grabs her throat, squeezing tightly. Reaching his other around to her plump ass.

Behind her, Henry begins grinding himself against her, slipping his hand under her panties. “p-please let me go. I won’t tell anyone you tried this. I’ll do anything…” she whispers out as steam begins clouding her eyes. Henry begins rubbing one of his fingers along her wet folds.

“Anything?” Anthony snakes his hand to her hair, snapping her head back to look up at him. “We want your absolute submission. Nothing short of that will suffice.” Henry inserts a finger into her soaking hole, rubbing his thumb against her sensitive little nub. She begins whimpering, doubling her efforts trying to escape their grasp. Anthony grips her head harder, locking it in place with his mouth next to her ear “It’s ok pet, we will just keep showing you how good we can treat you. Over and over until you finally give into our whims.”

He pulls a ball-gag out of his back pocket, roughly yanking it onto Fiona’s face before she has the chance to resist. Once it’s secure, he begins massaging her left breast while leaning his head down to the other. Slowly he sucks her n****e into his mouth, making sure to get it nice and wet. Unable to do anything; Fiona’s body starts to shake from her sobbing, just wanting them to stop. Finishing up, Anthony pulls away and steps back.

Grabbing a few seeds out of a bag hanging from his hip. “This is going to be some nice rope, don’t you think Henry?” as he says this, vines begin sprouting from his hands. “We can tie her up tight, that should make transporting her much easier.” He begins binding her arms behind her back securely. Eventually connecting her ankles to her wrists and adding more binding around her calves and thighs.  

At this point, Fiona is a sobbing mess. Knowing she won’t get out of this; she tries to make herself go numb. Why did she have to get emotional and run out of The Enchanting Orchid like that? Now she will never see him again, and she has a feeling she will be constantly used by these two monsters. Henry has disappeared and quickly reappears with a large suitcase.

Seeing Fiona look at him with a questioning gaze, “Ah yes, we forgot to mention. We are wizards too. Don’t worry sweetheart.” Setting the suitcase next to Fiona, she notices it has also been lined with bedding. “If you start behaving, we can stop punishing you. But until you prove yourself, you’re going in this special case. We got it custom made just for you Babygirl.” Kissing her forehead, he lifts her body up and positions her in the case.

Fiona begins struggling against the restraints, feeling it dig into her flesh as she cries out. Desperately needing to get out of there. This can not be happening. All the sounds she can manage through the gag in her mouth are muffled sobs. Everything around her suddenly goes black as the lid is closed on top of her.

With the sound of a zipper, she knows she is truly at the mercy of these two. She will never see Wyatt again. She will never see The Enchanting Orchid, or anybody. Time seems to be going on forever, all her crying slowly tiring her out. Eventually her fight dies as she runs out of tears to cry. Feeling completely numb, Fiona succumbs to dream land. Wishing that all of this was just a horrible nightmare.