Page 13 of The Dragon King’s Pet

“It was not a one-time thing,” the king replied. “At least seven more have been opened since that time, in various ways. None of them have been as dramatic, but they all allow the same passage between the worlds. You walked through one of those portals and it brought you here, to my realm.”

“So I… I am in the dragon world,” she said dumbly, looking at him with disbelief. “That’s… insane. I think I’d rather be on mushrooms.”

“Watch your words,” the king said, his expression taking on a form of irritation. “You have been given a great honor. You have been taken into my household. I am aware you have been raised as a human…”

“Well, yeah, what else would I be raised as, a turtle?”

She was getting sarcastic now, defensively so.

It did not go down well.

The king grasped her by the arm and tossed her face down on the bed. She screamed as his hand met her bare bottom, the robe flying up and offering no protection at all from the great creature’s ire. He spanked her hard six times, his palm branding each of her cheeks in turn.

“Be careful with your language,” he growled down at her, his huge frame easily overpowering hers as she writhed red-bottomed beneath him. “I will not tolerate any human disrespect from you. You will address me with humility, understand?”

“Yes,” she whimpered softly. She had never, in all her life, been subjected to physical discipline. The shock of having a strong man’s palm meet her butt so sharply left her utterly shocked. The pain was not unbearable, but it had been sharp and a tingling heat was left in its wake.

“You are going to need a great deal of training,” the king lectured. “You are a spoiled little thing. To speak to the king of the realm that way. I wish I could say I was surprised, but humans seem to lack respect in their very blood.”

“So why did you open a portal and let me walk through it?” Mika risked further accusations of disrespect with the question.

“Because you belong here,” he said heavily, landing another slap across her bottom.

She yelped and squirmed, but it was not possible to escape the king’s grasp. His hand was wrapped around her forearm like an iron shackle, keeping her prone body precisely where he wanted it.

Shocked by the way she was being physically handled, and totally confused by the wider context of her predicament, Mika responded the only way that made any sense: cursing.

“Let me damn well go! I don’t belong here! You’re crazy! And your eyes are weird!”

“My eyes are weird,” the king snorted. “You are so innocent, aren’t you. Or perhaps ignorant is the term. You have been taught nothing of the world beyond your own—or your place in it.”

He slapped her bottom again, landing a half dozen more stinging swats that made her hips buck and her legs kick, all to no avail. Her body’s instinctive motions of escape were utterly foiled by the king’s strength.

“Ow, quit it! Seriously!”

“You presume to tell me what I can and cannot do with you?”

Mika let out a gasp of shock as he pressed his knee between her thighs and spread them apart, his fingers finding her freshly washed pussy.

“No! Not there! Please!”

It was too late. He had already swatted her lower lips—not so hard as to cause any serious pain, but hard enough to make a hot sting flash across them. There was something strange about the way his skin seemed to interact with hers. The heat produced was out of all proportion with the force he was using. It felt as though he were tracing some unseen liquid fire across her bared body.

“You are going to need so many lessons,” he said. “But if you are capable of listening instead of shouting and struggling, I can explain the reasons behind your presence here. Nothing has happened at random.”

Mika let out a little sigh of relief as the punishment stopped, though she could still feel the heat simmering against her bottom and sex. He was cupping her most intimately, touching her in a way no man had ever touched her before. In spite of the disciplinary pain, she found herself daring to enjoy it a little. Her body was responding in the most unexpected way. She could feel her clit tingling against the smooth sheets beneath her body, the little bud having been rubbed back and forth so many times as the dragon king punished her.

She was somewhat stunned by her physical reaction, embarrassed too. It was hard to know what to do with herself, so she was glad that the king had effectively changed the subject.

“Are you ready to listen, Mika?”

“Yes,” she said in a small voice.

He slid his hand from her pussy and moved back to give her a little space. Mika breathed a small sigh of relief, thinking she was gaining a reprieve. She was not.

“Before I begin, take off that gown.”

“What?”