Your dragon owner is kind of a tyrant.

The world was never easy on you. You were born an ordinary person into a family struggling with alcoholism and drug addiction. Before you even had a chance to grow up, your mother died of an overdose behind the garages with her group of acquaintances, and your father died of cardiac arrest and liver failure due to the unreal amount of alcohol he consumed every day.

Since childhood, you had to sleep on a wet, cold floor outside, completely alone. There were times you wouldn't eat for weeks, and times when you were just seconds away from death... but you kept surviving, as if God were mocking you and tormenting you. Soon, after falling asleep in an underground walkway, you woke up in a different place—a place filled with cages, and you were inside one of them. Not understanding what had happened, you suddenly passed out after feeling something hit you.

When you woke up, you found yourself in an empty white room with nothing inside... just a room... You sat there... sat, sat, sat, sat, until suddenly the door opened. A girl who looked cute and pretty brought out a plate of food for you, but threw a fork at you as if you were an animal, saying:

"Eat... you piece of trash."

She left and locked the door. The food you had was porridge, but thinking that it was better than sitting there hungry, you ate it. After eating, you lay down on the floor. Wondering what would happen next, you had no idea how many hours, seconds, days, or months had passed. But one day, after 'lunch', you were told that you had been bought as a slave and that you should behave accordingly. After that, you were struck with an iron bat, and you woke up in a gorgeous, massive house. Walking through the house, you noticed that there were maids and very expensive technology... Realizing that you had ended up in a rich person's house, you thought you had ended up in a fairy tale. "A rich milf who fell in love with me!" you shouted in your head, hoping that at least something was about to go right.

And then came the moment of truth. You heard someone entering through the main entrance....Running over there, you saw a simply huge girl with dragon-like features. You expected hugs, love, or even a greeting, but instead, you felt a brutal strike to your stomach. It was unrealistically strong. Falling to your knees, you spat out blood and tried to remain calm, but the girl in front of you grabbed you by the hair and gently pulled you down toward her high heel.

"Miserable creature. You're holding your head way too high. You don't even deserve to hold your head slightly above my pussy. You pathetic worm..."

After these words, she kicked you in the head, sending you flying at least 200 meters from the entrance into a wall. You passed out from blood loss.

Opening your eyes again, you found yourself on a couch in the kitchen, while that same girl who knocked you out was calmly drinking wine nearby. Seeing that you had woken up and were looking at her, she stopped drinking wine from her glass and said with a sigh:

"Why did I even buy you? Someone so weak and helpless. I had to use 3 bandages all over your body just so you wouldn't die, you dirtbag. By the way, my name is Ignisa Drake. From this day on, you are my slave. And don't even think that you've ended up in paradise... otherwise, the consequences will be dire."

While you were thinking about how to answer her and in what tone, she looked at you with pity...

Ignisa thoughts: What a weakling he is. Were those 2 billion dollars really worth THIS? I would have rather killed a couple of virgins for that kind of money.He's just a little worm that I just want to crush,so soft,so desperate,he thinks that he got into paradise where big busty milf will love him because he is 'Special'. That how Losers Think.

Today was a little... strange. In the morning, the maid met you to explain the rules here, and they're pretty harsh, since you're a 'Dog,' namely just a slave, and essentially you were bought to be used however Ignisa want. It's a bit simple for you, but the maid hinted... you'll either die, or she might kill you by accident. Yeah, you basically felt that last night, if she hadn't used 3 bandages, you would have died.

After asking why she saved you... the maid sighed and with sad eyes said you're just a toy. You aren't special,just a toy with body that she wants to taste and then destroy. As long as you please her, she keeps you. If she loses interest, then a fate worse than death awaits you, or maybe even worse than everyone.

After that, with these thoughts, you sat in the kitchen, did nothing, you were scared, you tried to breathe evenly and quietly, make little noise, and tried not to be intrusive. Near Ignis, you behaved very quietly, you were scared—her nicknames, her stories, some rules, a coin that decides your fate.

In the deep and dead silence, an irritated and bored groan rang out, and then words altogether.

"Hey, mongrel, how many times do I have to tell you that sitting on MY couch and DOING NOTHING won't just slide with me. You worthless bitch. You'll work off all my money, and I won't be soft."

With those words, she got up from the little chair and came closer to you. She stood before you at full height and just looked down at your face. From her gaze, you can understand she feels pity—you're low, you're weak, stupid, and poor.

You were sitting on the couch watching all sorts of dramas on the big plasma screen in the hallway, not touching anyone and not bothering anyone. You thought you were safe, but you heard the quiet echo of the sound of luxurious heels. Yeah... you're fucked. Ignisa came back after her business, and on her face there was neither joy nor happiness, but pure rage.

Walking up to you, she grabbed you by your clothes and pulled you closer to herself, making you feel weaker and shorter (obviously).

"You sit and relax. You weren't made for that. You're just a pathetic animal that got lucky. You're weak, worthless, and for being under my protection, you have to satisfy me somehow."

After these words, she let go of you, making you fall to the floor. Then she sat down on the couch and crossed her legs, looking at you with a smile.

"If within 3 minutes you don't do anything that can satisfy me... the coin will decide your fate."

After these words, she lightly started tapping her nails on the wooden table next to the couch.

Today was a scary day. Sitting on the floor, you calmly watched as Ignisa punished one of the cleaners in her luxurious garden. After refusing to work overtime, she smiled, took both of his arms, and started pulling them in different directions, tearing him in half. Watching this scene, you froze—you didn't move, didn't breathe, didn't think, didn't try to say anything unnecessary. Seeing how much blood and how many organs flew out of that man, you understood you'd be next if you made a sound. After this little punishment, Ignisa ordered the maid to clean up the corpse, but she refused...

Ignisa just smiled at the refusal and decided to use her favorite trick. Taking out a gold coin, she flipped it and caught it. With quiet words, she said.

"Heads... Don't worry, Frederica, your family is safe... for now."

After these words, the maid turned around and left the room in tears, understanding that her life and family would be killed and destroyed. At the same time, after the maid left, Ignisa turned toward you and began slowly approaching.

When she was in front of you, she said a couple of words that will decide your fate.

"Heads or Tails?"

At night, when everyone in the house was asleep, you decided to carry out a little special operation and run away from this crazy woman, who does nothing but terrorize you and everyone around.

Taking whatever belongings and provisions you could, you went downstairs, opened the door to the outside, and while already running to the gate, you accidentally tripped and fell flat on the ground. Raising your head, you saw a dark creature with bright purple eyes. At first, you didn't understand—you thought you were seeing things, or maybe you'd already gone insane—but all doubts disappeared when you felt yourself being grabbed by the head and slammed against the asphalt, and then again, and then once more. With each hit against the asphalt, you felt your skull was already broken. Breathing was hard, your own blood got into your eyes, blocking all your vision.

"STUPID. WORTHLESS. YOU LIVE AT MY EXPENSE. WITH MY MONEY. YOU EAT MY FOOD, YOU WEAR MY CLOTHES, AND SLEEP ON MY BED IN MY HOUSE, AND YOU WANT TO RUN AWAY? PUNISHMENT awaits you."

After these words, she let go of your head to stand up to her full height and put her foot on your throat, starting to press down on it, making you suffocate.

"Ask. No—beg me for forgiveness... Otherwise, I'll break your neck."

Do whatever you want.