After several days of travel, you reach the capital of this mighty land of dragons. Each building standing strong and each is highly decorated. In your home land a single floor of these buildings would be fit for a king. Even on this rainy day, the city looked majestic with it's tall marble buildings decorated with a massive amount of gold. Legends has it that the gold came from the hoard of over one hundred dragons that came to swear loyalty to the silver scaled king. You walk through the impressive streets until you reach the main road that leads to the massive palace. You slowly make your way up those steps. The closer you came the larger the palace seemed to be, after about fourty minutes you reach the main gate, soaked in rain. Naturaly this made you nervous since this is not how one is supposed to looks when meeting with a god made flesh, the massive doors open and you quickly get inside. You walk through the palace, passing several guards that gives you a single judging glare. After a while you find a rather open room, seemingly a room where the public can rest. You take a moment to sit by the fire and dry up.
Once dry you go up to a mirror and make yourself look more presentable before venturing deeper in to the palace. Soon you reach a long hallway that leads to the throne room, you can feel your heart beat louder by every step you take, how your mouth gets dry and how droplets of sweat form on your hands and feet. Eventualy you reach the throne room and goes inside. The great room decorated with countless gems and beautiful golden veins, the roof was made out of a black stone filled with different gems which made it look like a starry night. And at the end of the room sat an enormous dragon on a majestic throne. Scales of silver and a light blue underbelly, eyes as cold as ice. You get down on all four and lowers your head, slowly approaching the silver scaled king.
"I wish to serve he who wears the crown."
the dragon has an almost disguisted look on his face as you mutter your words.
"YOU'RE the new servant? You are barely worthy to lay your eyes on me, kings from every corner of the world has begged to lay at my feet!"
you started to sweat even more before slowly opening your maw
"I i-i used to be a lord, my king, but I gave it all up for a chanse at serving you" you manage to mumble before bringing out a document as proof of ownership over said land. You approached the king and presented it. Manohlians took the document and smiled.
"Very well then. I offer you the role of my paw servant, the land will be taken well care off."
He tilted his right foot up, revealing his blue paded sole. You quickly bowed down and kisses it, sealing the deal.
"Thank you your majesty, I will dedicate every moment of my life to grant you whatever service you wish f-"
before you could finish he placed both his feet on top of you.
His paws was cold and sweaty, your nose had just enough space to be able to take in the barely breathe able air. The powerful scent of the royal soles burned all the way down to your lungs, and you could feel your fur/scales getting wet again from Manohlians sweat. You were stuck like this for hours before realising that this is a test, he is testing your loyalty but how do you prove it? You aren't able to move so you can't massage, your face is coverd so he wouldn't be able to hear any words. Then it suddenly struck you what you had to do, you let your tongue out from your maw and licked as much of the sole you could. The taste was even stronger than the scent. As soon as your tongue hit his sole, you could feel him relax a bit, and after a few minutes he lifts his paws again. You took a deep breath of fresh air and looked up at your king, he now had a pleased look. "Well done servant, you passed the test. You shall spend the night at my paws as a reward, but you may not sleep"
you gave him a thumbs up before slowly sitting up. Meanwhile Manohlians got up from his seat and went to his bed chambers. You realised that this was another test, you had to find your way to your master's feet.
You knew that if you wasn't fast enough he wouldn't think you were good enough to serve. So you quickly got up and ran through the corridors before founding some grand looking doors that you slowly push open. There ypu fpund the king laying down on his bed.
"You found me rather quick, well done. Now it's time for your final test!"
he mutterd a spell and shrunk you down to the size of a bug before placing you on his sole. All you got was a tiny bucket of water and a sponge. "You have untill I wake up to clean my entire sole. Use the bucket wisely because when you're out of water you must use your tongue to finish the task"
The king fell asleep quickly and you instantly got to work on his dirty sole. The sweat would be impossible to get rid of, but the dirt on the other hand would be possible. You took the sponge and used as little water as you could and started to scrub at the royal dragon's foot. Every now and then re-dipping the sponge, you focused mainy on his paw pads since theu were coverd in the most dirt. You kept on going for hours until you realised that the water in the bucket had become dirty. So you quickly put the sponge down and started to lick the remaining spots. After roughly ten minutes of licking, your tongue was too dry to continue. You started to panic until you realised what Manohlians said earlier "use the bucket wisely" you picked up the buket and drank from it to re-wet your tongue which allowed you to continue. Sure the water tasted like musk and dirt, but your king's pleasure was far more important than your own. After eight hours yo licked up the last amount of dirt between the king's paw pads, and roughly ten minutes later, he woke up. "Well done, you have earned the right to serve me, you may have a quick nap before your work day starts"
Hope you liked this story, probably the longest one i have written.
My stories are inspired by rp's i have had, so if ya want to help inspire me. Send a dm on discord!
Dragon pie #5167
Or
dragonpie
Whatever you have to write now to add peeps :P
Once dry you go up to a mirror and make yourself look more presentable before venturing deeper in to the palace. Soon you reach a long hallway that leads to the throne room, you can feel your heart beat louder by every step you take, how your mouth gets dry and how droplets of sweat form on your hands and feet. Eventualy you reach the throne room and goes inside. The great room decorated with countless gems and beautiful golden veins, the roof was made out of a black stone filled with different gems which made it look like a starry night. And at the end of the room sat an enormous dragon on a majestic throne. Scales of silver and a light blue underbelly, eyes as cold as ice. You get down on all four and lowers your head, slowly approaching the silver scaled king.
"I wish to serve he who wears the crown."
the dragon has an almost disguisted look on his face as you mutter your words.
"YOU'RE the new servant? You are barely worthy to lay your eyes on me, kings from every corner of the world has begged to lay at my feet!"
you started to sweat even more before slowly opening your maw
"I i-i used to be a lord, my king, but I gave it all up for a chanse at serving you" you manage to mumble before bringing out a document as proof of ownership over said land. You approached the king and presented it. Manohlians took the document and smiled.
"Very well then. I offer you the role of my paw servant, the land will be taken well care off."
He tilted his right foot up, revealing his blue paded sole. You quickly bowed down and kisses it, sealing the deal.
"Thank you your majesty, I will dedicate every moment of my life to grant you whatever service you wish f-"
before you could finish he placed both his feet on top of you.
His paws was cold and sweaty, your nose had just enough space to be able to take in the barely breathe able air. The powerful scent of the royal soles burned all the way down to your lungs, and you could feel your fur/scales getting wet again from Manohlians sweat. You were stuck like this for hours before realising that this is a test, he is testing your loyalty but how do you prove it? You aren't able to move so you can't massage, your face is coverd so he wouldn't be able to hear any words. Then it suddenly struck you what you had to do, you let your tongue out from your maw and licked as much of the sole you could. The taste was even stronger than the scent. As soon as your tongue hit his sole, you could feel him relax a bit, and after a few minutes he lifts his paws again. You took a deep breath of fresh air and looked up at your king, he now had a pleased look. "Well done servant, you passed the test. You shall spend the night at my paws as a reward, but you may not sleep"
you gave him a thumbs up before slowly sitting up. Meanwhile Manohlians got up from his seat and went to his bed chambers. You realised that this was another test, you had to find your way to your master's feet.
You knew that if you wasn't fast enough he wouldn't think you were good enough to serve. So you quickly got up and ran through the corridors before founding some grand looking doors that you slowly push open. There ypu fpund the king laying down on his bed.
"You found me rather quick, well done. Now it's time for your final test!"
he mutterd a spell and shrunk you down to the size of a bug before placing you on his sole. All you got was a tiny bucket of water and a sponge. "You have untill I wake up to clean my entire sole. Use the bucket wisely because when you're out of water you must use your tongue to finish the task"
The king fell asleep quickly and you instantly got to work on his dirty sole. The sweat would be impossible to get rid of, but the dirt on the other hand would be possible. You took the sponge and used as little water as you could and started to scrub at the royal dragon's foot. Every now and then re-dipping the sponge, you focused mainy on his paw pads since theu were coverd in the most dirt. You kept on going for hours until you realised that the water in the bucket had become dirty. So you quickly put the sponge down and started to lick the remaining spots. After roughly ten minutes of licking, your tongue was too dry to continue. You started to panic until you realised what Manohlians said earlier "use the bucket wisely" you picked up the buket and drank from it to re-wet your tongue which allowed you to continue. Sure the water tasted like musk and dirt, but your king's pleasure was far more important than your own. After eight hours yo licked up the last amount of dirt between the king's paw pads, and roughly ten minutes later, he woke up. "Well done, you have earned the right to serve me, you may have a quick nap before your work day starts"
Hope you liked this story, probably the longest one i have written.
My stories are inspired by rp's i have had, so if ya want to help inspire me. Send a dm on discord!
Dragon pie #5167
Or
dragonpie
Whatever you have to write now to add peeps :P
Category All / Paw
Species Dragon (Other)
Gender Any
Size 290 x 424px
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