Drows (dark elves) are notorious for not just their beauty but their belief that they are superior to every other race, including superiority over other drows. To drows, humans were not more than pets that kept and discarded via their whims. Luckily for you, you were a very good pet. nav
Cws: owner!drow x pet fem!reader, michi’s reimagine of a drow, monsterfucking, fantasy setting, collars, leashes, owner/pet play, begging, cock worship, rough oral (giving), cum swallowing, spanking, edging, thigh fucking, degradation, orgasm denial, creampie
Drows were some of the most beautiful monsters to exist, far beyond the sphere of anyone’s comprehension. They had gorgeous long white hair, their skins glistening, and their smiles oh so charming. Not only were they beautiful, but they were smart and far better in general than any other monster that exists. It’s only natural that drows were at the top of the food chain, and that a lesser human like you would be his pet. He had plenty of pets in his long life, but none he’d actually kept longer than a few months, not until he found you, his favorite pet.
You weren’t an extraordinary human by any means. Barely used magic, weren’t at all up to his standards, but he couldn’t help but find you cute. Maybe it was the way your eyes were averted to the ground so nervously at the middledark marketplace, only to be relieved to not end up being bought by a goblin, orc, or any other lesser monster. You looked at him like he was going to let you off easy, and to a certain extent he was, he would be so much nicer than those other monsters, so long as you were a good pet.
A good pet you were, adjusting to your role quickly. At first you were apprehensive, all jittery and jumping at every command. Now though? You’d improved so much, the perfect little lap pet for him, relishing in his presence as his lithe dark blue fingers stroked your cheek, tilting it so you were looking up at him from your spot between his legs. You stuck your tongue out and wrapped it around his fingers, keeping your focus on him as you sucked on them just the way he liked.
Humans weren’t all too great, but you seemed to be an exception. You understood just what he wanted and he appreciated it, giving you the privilege to pleasure him further as he pulled his fingers away with a pop, wiping off the stray saliva on your cheek before leaning back and spreading his thighs apart, letting you bring your face closer and lick him through the fabric of his trousers. You knew better to go too fast, your owner had all the time in the world right now and he liked it slow, no matter how much your pussy clenched around air in anticipation for his cock.
He could see the way your arousal puddled, you’re sure of it, as pets weren’t supposed to wear clothes that covered their bodies from their owners. You were one of the lucky pets who had a kind enough owner to let you wear a thin set of lingerie, the swell of your breasts, hips, and ass on display for him, lifting just the right areas that you were considered cute enough. You had come to love spending time with him, it felt intimate and so good, the collar around your neck the opposite of heavy as he tugs on your leash giving you permission to really start.
He was getting erect as his cock begun hardening, kissing the fabric all over while giving small licks. Using your teeth, you pull his pants down, repeating once again with the thinner layer that separated you from actually touching him. Your cunt fluttered again, excited and desperate. Slow lick and lick, closer and closer and finally you were given the permission to take it off, letting his hard cock spring free and slap you across the face with your owner’s precum decorating it.
It was a few inches longer than an average human’s, being almost seven inches. It was intimidating, but you had learned to not only love every inch of it, but take it down any hole like a proper pet should, all eager for their master.
Even his cock was beautiful, a deep shade of blue like his skin that seemed to glisten like glitter at the tip, not at all hairy and very well maintained. His cum also always tasted delicious, not at all bitter and more like a treat just like the fruits he’d eaten, and even on occasion let you have if you behaved well enough.
You pepper his hard erection with kisses, worshipping it as you begin to beg him to let you have the honor of taking it into your mouth. “Please, please..!” You plead, “Please let me suck your cock!” You stick your tongue out, opening it and let him imagine how good he’d feel if he would let you suck him off, mouth warm and perfect for his pleasure. The corner of his lips quirked into a smile, you really were the perfect pet.
With a tug to your leash you continued, eagerly starting with the gorgeous tip, sucking on it before going deeper and deeper, your owner pushing the back of your head, kindly guiding you to take him. He was girthy, but that didn’t stop you from taking him all the way to the back of your throat even with a gag and tears. You swore he was growing harder, your tears soaking his thighs that were clamping you in, and you would apologize if not for the fact you couldn’t even think. With his help, his cock slips in and out of your throat, slowly like there’s no rush before getting faster and rougher. He was a good owner, letting you slowly adjust before going faster—nothing like those brutish orcs, you’re sure.
Your jaw hurt, but you matched his pace for what felt like forever, fingers digging into your palms as you knew you weren’t allowed to touch, your drool hitting your breasts as it dribbled. Your collar tightens in your master’s grip, a groan escaping him as his hips jerk and hot cum shot straight down your throat, swallowing ever last bit of his thick cum as he grows flaccid, but not quite leaving your mouth. Not until he knows that not a drop spilled.
After a minute you can finally breathe, but don’t waste a moment. You’re pulled off him but dive right back in, cleaning him. “Thank you, thank you!” You say, utterly breathless, but drunk on his taste. Your tongue rolls over the slit, making sure to get it all as best as you can, kissing down to the base that your nose was just touching and sucking on his balls. They were equally pretty, giving them attention before a foot presses against your thigh: stop.
You’d kiss it if he let you, but he removes it pretty quickly once you got the memo. “Turn around, now.” You don’t hesitate, presenting him your soaked cunt and ass, face smushed into the floor as you try to look up at him, your leash tight and under his foot as his fingers grope and palm the flesh of your ass. The only fabric covering was thin and wedged between your ass at this point, his thumbs pressing in and pinching before giving the left side a rub and a hard smack.
Your body jolts, squirming in delight as his cock grows harder between your thighs and hovers your pussy. You desperately want to rub off on him but don’t, instead beginning to count. “One, thank you..”
Another, and another. All the way up to twenty, thanking your owner every single time. Your ass was sore and stung, your body breathless and dizzy as his cock every so often rubbed against you, edging you closer but not quite there. You swore you’d of cum from his spanking, but it just wasn’t enough, not his usual amount or force as he pulls back leaving you to whimper. Such a good pet, so obviously desperate for his touch.
His fingers dance around your pussy, filthy words making their way out of his mouth. “What a cute pet I have, a huge whore.” You moaned in response, feeling him rub your clit slowly, your tongue lolling. So so good, your thoughts were numb. You were so close, but no there was no way it would be that easy as he pulls his fingers away.
You’re flipped over, his long blue tongue swiping over his sharp teeth, a flush of arousal was sent to your owner’s cock seeing you so erotic and needy for him. Of course you were, you were a lesser human, a pet who was of no importance in comparison to him so there was no need for you to do anything but focus on how you could be a perfect pet and cocksleeve.
Pushing his rehardened cock between your thighs, he watches your thighs and breasts jiggle as he grabs you by the fattest part of your thighs, pushing them beneath your chest as he begins fucking your thighs. Your eyes rolled back as he fucked the flesh, the squelching noises filling the room as the scent of sex was heavy. Your nails were leaving marks in your hands, your noises getting as loud as they could while being choked by the leash, your thighs getting hotter as your body jiggled with each harsh thrust right until you were about to cum.. but it never came.
Once again denied. Your owner instead jerked his cock off just over your thinly clothed pussy—staining them with more of his cum and making a sticky mess of your thighs. They already were, but now they were marked by his release. You whimper, wishing he had just pushed aside the fabric clamped tightly between your pussy lips that was separating you from his cock.
You only had under a minute to plead, and you did. “Please, I promise that I’ll be a good pet, please let me have your cock, please use me!” You begged hard, and your owner couldn’t help being inclined to actually deliver, finally pulling off your panties and shoving them as a makeshift gag into your mouth.
He normally loves hearing you beg, but it was so beautiful the way you tried sucking what cum of his you could off as he aligned his cock with your entrance, making you see stars as he pushed in. By now you had already lost a bit of momentum, but your body was twitching with anticipation. You wanted him to make you cum, badly. You try to wiggle your hips, show your owner in absolute earnest that you truly want this and that you really are the best and only pet that he could want.
Pounding into you at the perfect angle, your owner sheathes all the way in and pulls out and gets progressively rougher with every thrust of his cock. Your owner’s groans and filthy words increase by the second, your body twitching with minutes passing before you cry out and your orgasm crashes through. Cum flows and flows, your high so euphoric and it doesn’t end, your peaked sensitivity increasing as he continued fucking into you as the gag could only muffle out so much, your moans and cries louder as he fucks you through your orgasm.
Not one, no, but a second and then a third. Truly, you had the best owner of all the underdark drow. For several minutes you had become a cum fucked mess but he hadn’t cum once, holding himself back and composed. Finally, your owner came unraveled all at once, your body limp as his thick cum fills your hole, your pussy squeezing him dry as you were on the verge of passing out. Luckily your owner was kind, and you were a very well behaved pet. He’ll let you rest for fifteen minutes, then it’s round two, letting him stuff you all night like the perfect pet.
michi really loves the concept of d&d, specifically the monsters but kind of hates having to follow certain things to a tee, and if canon then drows are like 5’0 for both genders, but michi is thinking mr. drow here and especially the lady drows deserve to be at least seven foot on a bad day, but that is just michi.
michi also worked really hard on this! what to next, though.. mmm michi needs ideas. michi has the most fun writing monsters that have lots of fantasy elements like tentacles or blue tongues, they just feel fun to write.
