The Thief and the Collar

By Obsidian

[Dragon/ Hypnosis/ Dominance and Submission] A rogue sneaks into a dragon's lair to steal a treasure and prove herself, but ends up becoming the treasure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Obsidian
• Release date: May 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005494162

Obsidian

I'm a fan of fantasy that has been writing erotica of his characters for years, but has finally decided to share with the world at the behest of friends and fans.My pen-name is taken from one of my favourite characters to write stories for, a dragon named Obsidian that really gets around.While I don't lock myself to a single niche, most of my work is fantasy themed as I really enjoy the freedom it gives me.The kinks I tend to include the most in my stories are:- Teratophilia/ Xenophilia (AKA intimate encounters with sapient creatures/ monsters and humans)- Trance or mild hypnosis, usually more to make a character confront their desires than full-blown mind control- Partners with a substantial size difference- BDSM and Dominance/ submission elements- Humanoid or anthropomorphic characters with animal featuresI will always do my best to mark them clearly in anything I release to make sure no one stumbles unto something that might upset them.And please, if you like my work, follow me on social media or message me here and let me know, I adore getting feedback.Here are all the places you can find me: https://linktr.ee/ObsidianthedragonThank you so much!

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The Thief and the Collar

By Obsidian

Copyright 2022 Obsidian

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Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

With a satisfying click, the lock on the small door relented, and Atama pushed it open carefully, making sure it didn’t make any further sounds as she slid down the corridor.

She was finally inside the dragon’s inner sanctum, deep into his lair. It had not been easy to get this far, but she had come prepared for such an ordeal. Her boots were enchanted to muffle her footsteps and allowed her to walk on walls like if she was a spider. She wore the bare minimum to be comfortable, just a silken top and shorts, fastened to her body as much as possible to avoid any rustling sounds. But her pride and joy was her Chameleon Cloak, helping her merge with the scenery as if she was just another feature of it.

And yet, it would all have been for naught if she hadn’t been on her toes. The lair had plenty of defences, from guards of a variety of species, magical alarms everywhere, false secret passageways filled with odd pink jellies or guardian mimics… she had barely escaped multiple times and gods knew how long she had until someone sounded the alarm.

But here she was, despite the mockery from her mates from the tavern, she had made it this far. Now she just needed to find some good loot.

There seemed to be substantially less security here. The chambers were all massive, probably to accommodate their owner in his true shape, and there didn’t seem to be any doors, with all rooms connected by a flow