The Lost King of Dragons

Chapter 15

Ember –

It had been months of working in these stinky back rooms. The smell of s*x and sweat wreaked havoc on my stomach and my nose. I’d have to clean my nose with bleach once we were done.

We came across a witch when we first arrived. She was under cover looking for her family. She saw through me and knew I was a dragon. Having her on our team has been a true blessing.

With her we were able to get father into the underground faster than I thought we would. She helped us gain intel and we did the same for her.

I was so thankful we had her on our team. She made it so, we didn’t have to actually w***e ourselves out. We brought them in, gave them a glass of laced alcohol and got them to talk. Once we were done, we used some magic to make them smell different. They would walk out the door looking like they were just highly intoxicated and smelling of s*x.

We worked hard to make our appearance look rough. It would look very suspicious if we looked taken care of.

The only thing left in our mission was to get the location of the Siren King. Then we were out of here. I could feel the girls were getting ancy about going home. We had all had enough of this place and the vile things that went on here.

Warrior Athena was working hard on selling our time to one of the Siren Warriors. Sirens were not just women but also men. Siren women were the deadly ones. Siren men didn’t have the s*x appeal that the women did. They were there to protect the women and procreate. The men took care of the children most of the time. The women were the deadly ones. Therefore, their culture had a strong female dominant presence.

To our understanding, the Siren King wanted to take me as his mate, purely for any child we produce. His Queen would put up with me long enough to produce several heirs. Then I would be disposed of. Female Sirens were usually monogamous. And from my understanding the King and Queen put up with each other merely for the title. They slept with others, but they stayed together to keep their kingdom strong.

I looked the clock on the black painted wall. It showed it was time for me to call Alpha Damascus. At the perfect timing, “Madam Medusa” aka Warrior Athena came over and stuck me. It took me a while to get her to actually hit me, because otherwise they would be suspicious. I pretended like I was cowering.

She acted like she was furious with me.

“No good dog!” She yelled. “Why have no men come for you. I paid too much for your thin body.”

I pretended to cower more and responded in a shaky voice as possible. “I’m sososorrry.” I stuttered out. “Nnnnno man want me.”

She grabbed me up by my hair. I move just enough to it was pulling that hard on my scalp. I painted a pained face on and prepared for the show.

“You no good!” She yelled as she fakes dragged me to a corner and started punching me in the face. It hurt, but I was used to it at this point. I couldn’t come out unscathed. It would send up red flags. So we made sure she hit me hard enough I had bruises. She always told the men I was the challenge and I got quite a few requests, but she also portrayed me as the problem. This for some reason turned the men on.

I hated thinking about what we were doing, but it was working.

She threw me in a cell that only she had access to. To avoid any suspicion, I got a magical tattoo. It looked like a normal human one, but we were able to use it as a way of communicating with Alpha Damascus.

I never waited for a response. I sent him all the new information we had gathered and then would lay down partially acting as if I was exhausted. Truth be told I was exhausted. We each had to starve ourselves to a point to keep up the façade. We could have had the witch help us with that, but it would have drained her more. It was an unnecessary hardship. We each could take a few beatings here and there. I smiled as I thought about all of the food I would eat when we finally made it back to the pack.

I am eternally grateful that the girls I chose for this mission are persevering through all of this. Not one has made a single complaint. We wake each day with one thing on our mind. Finding this bastard.

At some point I fell asleep and was woken by a splash of cold water.

“Get up blackbird. You have man.” She smiled a wicked smile, but I could see her eyes showed pain. It wasn’t obvious, but I knew she felt horrible about how she had to treat us.

“Yes, Madam Medusa. I please man.” I said.

We had to work on sounding dumb, because the other blackbirds had no educational training. Most of them had been sold to pay debts. They were taken at young ages. They were trained in pleasure not intelligence.

I gently got up and carefully grabbed the man’s hand. Leading him up the stairs I felt his hand slide on my bare ass.

We wore some clothing, but that was just so they were willing to pay more to see underneath. Little did they know. They never got to see anything.

He followed behind me without hesitation. As we entered the private suite, our witch was there. Shackled and brought the man his drink. She greedily gulped it down as he watched me dance seductively.

Once I saw the sedative was taking effect I crawled onto his lap, straddling him.

“You feel good?” I asked.

I was looking in his eyes waiting to see the glaze that comes over them. A few seconds pass and the glaze coats his eyes. Show time.

“Who do you work for?” I asked seductively. Twirling his hair in my finger.

“I am King Siren’s personal guard master.”

“Sounds like an important job.”

“Yes, I am not far from the King.”

“I would love to meet your king. Where can I find him?”

There was some hesitation. I saw he was fighting. So, I did the only thing I could. I grinded myself against him. This had his mind turning to mush. I fake moaned trying to play him into thinking I was enjoying it. When in fact. I was very dry and it was very uncomfortable.

“Where can I find him?” I whispered into the man’s ear.

“He is hiding beneath the ground not far from here. They have built a grand palace beneath the stone of the Mountain of Shadows.”

I went to pull away and he grabbed my hips and grinded onto my core harder. I tried so hard not to make a face that he could see.

In the back corner I could see the witch. She was waiting for my signal. I nodded my head and she came forward. I cleared the area and she blew a yellow powder into his face.

“You had mediocre s*x with this blackbird. You feel no need to seek our Madam Medusa’s girls again. You have no memory of the questions you were asked or what her true face looks like. You feel satisfied for now.”

He nodded his head and got up. Stumbling to the exit.

I signaled Madam Medusa. She came over and I confirmed we had the information we needed. We would have to wait until dawn to leave or it would look very suspicious.

The night continued as it always did. The only difference was. When we left this time. We drove in an obscure fashion.

We took twists and turns all over the place. Making quick stops at vacant homes we had found. Making it look like Madam Medusa was making her usual stops. In the case we were being followed.

Our team followed our usual schedule up until midafternoon. Now was the time for us to go for a very long drive.

We made sure our movements continued to be chaotic until we reached the area where the witch had cloaked for us to take an underground tunnel built magically by her. It would take us straight to the pack. Once the last of the cars entered, it would collapse behind us.

As we came out the other end of the tunnel, I felt a sigh of relief.

Home.