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joints and feeling the stocky muscles there with probing claws and
coiling tail. Then he carefully turned me to my stomach, sitting on
my legs. The blankets were not nearly cushion enough in my sensitive
state. My back was not pained, but it melted under his skill and
power and his claws encircled my flanks, gripping and squeezing and
spreading them. He ran his fingers through my tail, and massaged the
scalp of my mane all the way to my horn, lying with his chest atop my
back so that I could feel his entire weight holding me down, and his
hot breath on my forehead.
"Are you feeling better now, slave?" he whispered, curving his
neck so as to speak directly into my ear, no matter how I turned it.
"Yes, Master," was all I could say. He turned me over to my
back, covered me, and let me sleep.
The next morning the dragons did not immediately break camp, but
instead set V'heress, the magus, to watch the slaves while they held a
combat practice. I sat up in
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