Liselotte kept her head as low as she could while she was dragged back through the door to the feast hall. The biting pain in her scalp ever time the dragonkin tugged her forward by the hair was nothing compared to the humiliation of letting everyone see her in this state. She didn't want to see the eyes on her, and she didn't want them to see her face, to recognize who she was. She could hear the myriad of voices, hear people talking about her as she crawled along, entirely nude and still dripping a steady trail of the dragonkin's cum along the way.
She endured the hands that reached out to pet her head like she was some kind of animal in shame, silently vowing that she would pay the dragonkin back for this once she had recovered. It wasn't until one of those hands groped somewhere else, squeezing one of her bare breasts, that she let out a small yelp of surprise, doing her best to hurry along. The dragon didn't seem in any hurry though, slowing down to let another set of hand slap her across the bottom. The stinging pain of each could be ignored, but the shame of fact that complete strangers were doing this to her could not. She could at least grudgingly admit that the dragonkin had defeated her fairly, even if she didn't believe that what she had done afterwards was at all acceptable—But these were men and women she had never even seen or spoken to before, all watching her humiliation and treating her like she was some kind of toy to amuse themselves with.
One particular hand went farther than most, not only groping at her, but sliding his fingers into her sex as well. She was still all too sensitive from her previous abuse, so it took little effort for him to push her nearly to another orgasm, a soft whimper escaping the vampires lips as she tried to endure, limbs trembling, before the dragonkin finally tugged on her improvised leash once again, dragging her further along. They had walked nearly the entire length of the table before Nocri finally stopped, and this time not for any random pair of hands to grope her more. Liselotte bit her lip to hold back another cry of pain as the dragonkin pulled her to her feet by her hair, before forcing her down onto the table. She didn't respond to her tormentor's words, but the dragonkin didn't seem to care one way or the other.
A moment later she felt the head of the woman's cock pressing against her once again, the dragonkin wasting no time in resuming where they left off. If felt different this time. Smaller, but still large enough that she was forced to stretch to accommodate it, and the textures were different. Was she just getting used to it? Was it just the change in position? Or had the shape actually changed? She didn't know. She had been a virgin only minutes ago, there was no way she could have the experience to make that sort of judgement with any surety. This time though, there was no slow start, no time to get used to the immense girth or length, Nocri had merely started pounding away with little if any regard for Liselotte's comfort.
Yet she could not deny that it felt good. As brutal and painful as it was, it was as though the woman's cock was tailored to hit every sensitive part of her body just right. Her nails scraped at the surface of the table, struggling for some sort of purchase as her comparatively tiny body was rocked back and forth with every powerful thrust the dragon gave.
"You... are the only beast here!" Liselotte managed to respond to the dragonkin's words in the brief moments between thrusts, but her strained voice robbed to words of any of the venom they should have held. As much as she protested, the dragonkin's brutal methods were pushing her all too quickly to her peak. And then Liselotte felt a tug on her hair once again, pulling her head up off of the table forcing her to show her face to the crowd of onlookers, flushed red with a mixture of exertion and shame, with tears running from the corners of her eyes. This wasn't the face she wanted people to see, this wasn't how she wanted to be known, as the nameless girl some dragon had dragged in and fucked in front of everyone. Yet there was nothing she could do. As much as she hated it, these were the rules of this place, no one would help her. A few looked concerned by the scene, but they offered no aid, merely relocating themselves somewhere they wouldn't have to watch. So many watched with interest or open lust, though, she caught a glimpse of at least one openly stroking himself while watching her, bringing the vampire yet another humiliation to add to the list of many.
Whether by accident or design, Nocri had also picked the perfect time to show everyone Liselotte's face—just as she was getting close to her peak. She tried to endure, hoping the grip on her hair would relent and she could hide her face in shame once again, but she was given no such mercy. A cry ripped its way past her lips despite her attempts to keep it down as the brutal fucking finally pushed her past her limit. The dragonkin didn't slow in the slightest though, treating Liselotte like some sort of doll to use for her pleasure.
Liselotte quickly lost track of how long Nocri continued for, another orgasm rocking her body fast on the heels of the first, but yet again the dragon showed no signs of stopping. How could she have so much stamina? Liselotte felt more exhausted than she ever had in her life, yet Nocri barely even seemed to be getting started. Any sort of resistance had been quite literally fucked out of her once again, and she could only try to keep from breaking down completely in front of the audience of onlookers. She wasn't given a moment's rest, until in the midst of her fifth orgasm she felt the now-familiar feeling of the dragon's knot expanding, Liselotte's entire body shaking violently as the pressure against her g-spot continued to increase while she tried to come down from her orgasm, the quick, shallow thrusts rubbing back and forth against it, but never leaving it.
Then the first jet of cum came, adding more to her already filled womb. Yet as full as Liselotte felt, the dragon's knot continued to prevent even a trickle of her cum from escaping, leaving only one way for it go. It felt like even more this time, until Liselotte not only felt like she was being filled beyond her limit, she could see the flesh around her stomach stretching and expanding to accommodate the dragonkin's massive load. By the time she was done Liselotte was lying limp on the table, propped up slightly by her now pregnant-looking belly, and her head held up only by Nocri's grip on her hair. She was fortunate she no longer needed to breathe, because she was fairly certain she would be having a lot of trouble doing so right now if she did.
A few moments later and Liselotte found herself being lifted off of the table's surface, in no position to stop Nocri from propping her up for all to see like some kind of trophy mounted on her cock, bloated belly a testament to the dragonkin's virility. She moaned softly as Nocri began to tease her clit, well beyond the point of trying to hold back her voice. Her body hung limply aside from the occasional shudder as the stimulation continued, between her clit and the constant grinding motion of the knot inside of her. Liselotte was sure that she couldn't possibly orgasm any more at this point, but the dragonkin proved her wrong once again, coaxing another shuddering peak out of the vampire while she waited for her knot to deflate, and eventually a second and third before it had finally shrunk enough for her to pull Liselotte off of it.
A bit of a struggle and an audible pop later, and a veritable torrent of cum poured from Liselotte's abused depths and onto the floor below, her belly slowly regaining its natural shape as her overburdened womb forced the excess out. Even once it was done, though, she felt bloated, like even now she was filled beyond what her body was supposed to be able to handle. She didn't resist as the dragonkin took hold of her hair once again, or when she was lowered to the ground and then to her knees, barely even registering the fact that she was kneeling in a pool of cum that had been inside of her only moments before.
The dragonkin's words barely seemed to register with her for a moment, before her previously dull and vacant eyes lit up with a sudden spark of fear. She would allow others too? To do what?
"Y-yes, please!" Liselotte pleaded, her voice shaky, but clear enough to be understood. She couldn't handle any more of this, couldn't continue to resist knowing the punishment that awaited. In that moment, Liselotte was willing to say anything if it meant avoiding being passed around through this hall, given to any of the countless men or women who wished for a piece of her. "I... I will be your wife! A good wife! Whatever you want from me!"
Her words were cut off by another tug on her hair, bringing her face level with the dragonkin's oversized cock, still glistening in the light with a mix of her own cum and Liselotte's juices. It took her a moment of staring blankly before realizing what the dragon wanted from her. Hesitantly opening her mouth, Liselotte leaned forward, licking first at the head before recoiling from the unexpected taste. Nocri had proven herself not to be the patient type before though, so Liselotte forced herself to continue, earnestly cleaning every inch of the massive shaft with her tongue. She had never done this before, and the size made it an added struggle, but she was desperate to please the dragonkin and avoid further punishment. The daunting size prevented her from trying to fit it inside her mouth, however, despite knowing that was how this usually went—She had read some romance novels before after all, and a few featured this sort of thing... if only among humans. If Nocri demanded it, or forced the issue, however, she would not resist.
