Soridormi was not a Dragon Aspect. However, it could still be argued that she fulfilled the same role within the Bronze Dragonflight that the female Aspects, Alexstrasza and Ysera, fulfilled within their own respective Dragonflights. She was the strongest female Bronze Dragon alive, with quite a lot of power at her fingertips. She was the womb from which all Bronze Dragons could be said to come, both past and future and all of the other moments of time in between.
 
Nozdormu might have been the leader of their Dragonflight because of his role as the Aspect of Time, but his was an existence concerned with the bigger picture. The biggest picture, in fact, the tapestry of time itself. He was so focused on trying to fend off the Infinite Dragonflight and attempting to calculate their next moves that he’d long since left the day-to-day running of the Bronze Dragonflight to Soridormi.
 
It was a heavy burden, but not one that the female Bronze Dragon had even slightly buckled under. The Bronze Broodmother was nearly as ancient as her lover, and she was very, very powerful. She knew what she was capable of handling and dealing with the entirety of their flight was not only easy in the grand scheme of things, it was actually rewarding, more often than not.
 
Though, of course, Soridormi was still a woman, at the end of the day. A woman with a woman’s needs, at that. When Harry Potter walked into the Caverns of Time and into her presence for the first time, he might as well have been entering her sphere of influence for the thousandth time. Without a doubt, Soridormi knew what the human was capable of from the get-go. She could see everything he’d done since coming to Azeroth, including his interactions with the Dreamer. She could also see everything he would do in the future, and she knew the pleasure he could bring to her.
 
Part of being so focused on the bigger picture was being… unavailable for long periods of time. It wasn’t to say that Soridormi didn’t love her lover anymore, because she would always carry affection in her heart for Nozdormu, but the fact of the matter was, he could not satisfy her in the way that a Bronze Broodmother needed to be satisfied. She knew that, he knew that, and they had an understanding to the effect that Soridormi could seek out pleasure on her own time, in her own way.
 
Of course, Harry Potter was a special case. While she could have just taken him to a more private area within the Caverns of Time and had her way with him, the sheer amount of magic surrounding the human and the sheer amount of fate and destiny wafting off of him… it was intoxicating. He was not a creature properly bathed in Time as she was, perhaps, but he was the next best thing. And she knew, if she sent him into the past a few times, that he would be dripping with Time Magic, at least for a little while. Then, she would have him, and he would have her, and it would be glorious.
 
Of course, she’d known that Nozari would try to interfere. She knew that the younger dragon was a bit too prudish, and a bit too pompous, and altogether too short-sighted to see what value Harry Potter could offer them. She would look down upon him and judge him to be too crude for her. That was Nozari, and Soridormi had seen it coming, quite literally, from a thousand miles away.
 
So of course, after Harry and his party had left this last time around, Soridormi had stepped in to… discipline her wayward daughter. Nozari had submitted to her authority, as she was meant to, but Soridormi was pretty sure that the younger dragon had NOT ever expected that submission to take this form, in all her life.
 
Regardless, by the time Harry and his female pets had returned from the fall of Queen Azshara and her empire, Soridormi had Nozari trussed up and prepared for him, with the younger dragon bound on her knees, her arms tied behind her back and her legs forcibly spread apart, a nice large gag in her mouth, but one that simply spread her jaw apart and kept it apart without blocking the actual mouth cavity itself. Perfect for what she intended.
 
Harry comes around the corner just as Soridormi is once more flogging Nozari’s back, bringing a cat o’ nine tails down on her daughter’s body and watching as her flesh ripples and she squirms, trying to move away from the blow most instinctively. If not for Soridormi’s tight hold over her daughter, both physically and mentally, she had no doubt that the younger Bronze Dragon would have already transformed out of her humanoid form and fled the area. As it was, Soridormi was not going to let her daughter escape this punishment… or the lesson that was about to follow.
 
“Oh? What’s all this then?”
 
Harry sounds amused, of course, and his eyes positively sparkle with excitement and desire as he looks upon Soridormi and Nozari with clear, unadulterated lust. Nozari blushes profusely and looks down, averting her gaze as shame wells up within her, but Soridormi just smiles, licking her lips and staring most provocatively at Harry’s cock.
 
“Call it a gift for a job well done, Harry. Come over here and pull out that big, fat cock of yours. I’ve prepared Nozari for your return, and she’s ready to be whatever you want her to be…”
 
Of course, even as Soridormi says this, she knows that her preparations will lead Harry down the path she wants him to take. Striding forward slowly, but with a casual sort of confidence to him rather than out of hesitation or anything like that, the human mage begins to loosen his belt buckle and pull down his pants. By the time he stands before the two of them, his cock is out, his massive length springing forth and smacking Nozari right across her moaning face.
 
Soridormi can’t help but smile at it, the Mistress of Time already knowing how it will feel once it’s inside of her, already knowing how good it will be to be fucked by his big, fat cock. But not right now. Not yet. No, first… Nozari.
 
Soridormi watches on with an approving nod as Harry reaches out and grabs Nozari by her white hair, gripping it tightly and forcing the Bronze Dragon’s big blue eyes to look up at him. She leans forward in anticipation, as Harry fits his cock into the forced opening that Nozari’s mouth represents and begins to slowly feed her his magnificent pillar of meat, inch after inch.
 
He goes slow, not out of mercy, but so that he can enjoy the look on her face as the Bronze Dragon’s blue eyes get wider and wider, as she begins to choke and gag and gurgle on his cock, unable to pull away, not having anywhere to go.
 
“Hulghk… Hulghk… Hulghk…”
 
He doesn’t stop until he’s forced every last inch of his massive member down her throat, much to Soridormi’s continued pleasure and approval. The Prime Consort of Nozdormu lets out a shuddering breath, leaning back a bit now that her work is over, at least for the moment. She lets the cat o’ nine tails drop from her fingers, and slowly begins to expose herself as she watches Harry face fuck one of her more prudish daughters.
 
Of course, the human mage doesn’t fail to notice her movement out of the corner of his eye. He looks up, and he watches her even as Soridormi strips down. He watches her even as he grabs tightly at Nozari’s hair with both of his hands, and slides his fingers along her currently elven skull, to get a nice, good grip.
 
Then, he truly begins to rail the helpless Bronze Dragon’s throat, pounding into her esophagus with his cock and speeding up more and more as Nozari sputters and gags all the more violently, her eyes almost immediately watering with involuntary tears as she’s quite literally used and abused at the same time.
 
“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”
 
He’s relentless, and Soridormi feels her lust rising within her, her core heating up even further as she exposes every last inch of her alabaster skin to Harry, her own humanoid form now on full display. Even naked, she knows she is distinguished. Where Nozari is diminished because of her own insecurities and embarrassment when she is stripped down to her birthday suit in her elven form, Soridormi is liberated. Despite being older than most mortals on this planet, Nozari is still so young in so many ways. She still has a lot to learn… but that’s alright. Soridormi now has a man who can teach her daughter everything.
 
Of course, Harry is in no way a gentle teacher, but then, Soridormi knew that going in. He’s ruthless and brutal and savage, and there’s clearly a part of him that was irritated by Nozari’s prudishness. He’s taking out his frustrations on the helpless Bronze Dragon now, plowing her throat with all his might, practically skull-fucking her as he slams into her esophagus time and time again.
 
All the while, he sneers down at Nozari’s utterly wrecked face, her tears streaming down her cheeks and slobber and saliva pooling on her chin, only to fall down onto her breasts.
 
“You’re just like the rest of them, aren’t you slut? You’re just a needy little dragon whore, just like Alurmi. I fucked her; you know. I fucked her good and hard, and she liked it. You’ll like it too, I imagine. No matter how much you try to hide it, you dragons are all jonesing for a good dicking, aren’t you?”
 
Soridormi finds herself touching herself to the sight, one finger sliding in and out of her drooling quim as she controls her breathing, maintaining her composure overall but very visibly masturbating. Interestingly enough, however, Harry doesn’t direct any of his vitriol towards her. When he says that bit about ‘you dragons are all jonesing for a good dicking, aren’t you?’ Soridormi half-expects him to look at her when he says it. He doesn’t though, and the Mistress of Time finds herself slightly taken aback for a moment, before she realizes where her confusion stems from.
 
She’s seeing multiple ways this could have gone, at the moment. She’s watching a million different ways this encounter could proceed right now, all at once. She knows the past and the future in so many ways like the back of her hand, but the present… the present is the most exciting, because everything can change in an instant.
 
The Magic of Time that’s currently dripping off of Harry from his adventures within the Bronze Dragonflight’s Caverns is obfuscating exactly what he’s planning to do next. She won’t know precisely what he’s going to engage in until he does it. It makes things so much more… exciting for the Prime Consort.
 
“GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!”
 
Meanwhile, poor Nozari is undeniably suffering. With the Ring Gag in her mouth preventing her from stopping it, with the chains around her arms and legs keeping her bound on her knees in a truly humiliating position, all the Bronze Dragon can do is take it as Harry rails her throat, as he fucks her esophagus, as he pushes all the way down into her gullet.
 
With a sudden roar, the human mage begins to cum, and Soridormi can only watch, her pupils dilated with lust and arousal and sheer NEED, as he does so. She can only watch as his seed makes Nozari’s cheeks bulge at first, and then her throat convulse, before finally, more than a fair share of the cum load ends up exploding out of the younger dragon’s nostrils and the sides of her mouth in a truly humiliating fashion.
 
Before anything else can happen, however, just as Harry is pulling out of Nozari’s ravaged throat and lifting his head to make eye contact with her… Soridormi turns back time. It’s not as if it’s particularly difficult. Reversing time for a few people is actually very easy, to the extent that mortal mages figured it out and even named it a few years back. Time Warp, if Soridormi recalled it correctly.
 
Of course, the mortal’s version of Time Warp was only for themselves. Bringing others along with them was still out of their reach. It was not, however, out of the reach of a Bronze Dragon. With a simple flick of her fingers, Soridormi rewinds everyone in the room, including herself and Nozari. However, unlike Harry and his friends, who aren’t exactly built for such things, Nozari and Soridormi, as well as Alurmi, are all Bronze Dragons. So, they know what’s been done. They know what’s happening.
 
With her cat o’ nine tails back in her grasp, Soridormi brings it down on Nozari’s back just as she’s recovering from the skull fucking that’d never actually happened now, causing a cry of pain and this time confusion to erupt from her gagged mouth. Meanwhile, Alurmi stutters to a stop as she moves to follow Harry and the others into the chamber where Soridormi and Nozari are having their fun. She blushes and nods her head when Soridormi meets her eyes and places a finger against her lips while giving the younger dragon a wink.
 
Harry, meanwhile, has eyes only for Nozari, just like the first time around.
 
“Oh? What’s all this then?”
 
Smirking evilly, Soridormi changes things up, this time. Rather than stepping away from Nozari as she offers her up to Harry, the Bronze Dragon slides down to her knees beside her, bringing the cat o’ nine tails up under Nozari’s chin to force her head high, even as her other hand gropes and squeezes the helpless, bound Bronze Dragon’s shapely sculpted ass from behind.
 
“Call it a gift for a job well done, Harry… mm, now, take out that big fat cock of yours and bring it over. Nozari and I have been waiting oh so long for you. Please don’t make us wait any longer.”
 
As Nozari lets out gurgling, unintelligible protests through the Ring Gag in her mouth, shaking her head back and forth, trying to look at Soridormi and plead with the Mistress of Time to stop this since she can’t do anything else, Harry just chuckles and begins to walk forward. He’s a little faster this time, Soridormi reflects. Not quite as slow in his approach, or in the way that he pulls his big fat cock, already growing nice and erect, from his pants.
 
It flops down onto Nozari and Soridormi’s faces together this go around, and while Nozari whimpers, Soridormi moans, breathless already as she flares her nostrils and breathes in Harry’s scent. Dropping the cat o’ nine tails, Soridormi reaches up with her now free hand and grips Harry’s cock gently but firmly, stroking it for a few moments and then taking the head of his member into her mouth. She sucks and slurps for a time quite willingly, her eyes fixed on Harry’s face, expressing her lust and her adoration for the mortal man.
 
Harry just grunts and groans and altogether enjoys it… but it’s clear that it’s not enough for him. Pulling back off of his cock with a pop after just a little while of bobbing up and down on his knob, the Bronze Dragon smiles wickedly… and proceeds to guide his member right past Nozari’s lips, just as she did before. She forces Harry’s cock down the younger dragon’s throat once more, and only once Nozari is choking and gagging and gurgling over it all over again does Nozari release Harry’s cock.
 
She watches from right beside Nozari this time as Harry rails the helpless Bronze Dragon’s throat. She watches from inches away, taking in the view of his gorgeous cock slipping in and out of Nozari’s pouty lips from nice and close. She’s kneeling this time around, so removing her dress is a bit more difficult. In the end, Soridormi settles for slipping it off of her shoulders and exposing her breasts, while at the same time bunching it up around her waist so that she can finger her own cunt.
 
Her other hand has slipped between Nozari’s ass cheeks by this point, and this time around, Soridormi fingers the bound Bronze Dragon’s butthole even as she finds herself getting throat-fucked by Harry’s massive schlong. There’s a different cadence to Nozari’s choking and moaning this time around… she’s enjoying it more, with Soridormi helping out. And so is Harry, quite clearly.
 
One of his hands closes in Nozari’s white hair, same as before, but this go around, the other hand slips into Soridormi’s available auburn locks. He tightens his grip on both of them, and brings their faces together, Soridormi’s mouth open willingly and her tongue rolled out like a welcoming carpet for whenever Harry decided to thrust down into her throat, while Nozari’s mouth was most definitely not open WILLINGLY, but instead forced open. Didn’t stop Harry from using it to his heart’s content, all the same.
 
This time, when Harry looks down at them both, he doesn’t sneer like he did when it was just Nozari. He smiles almost affectionately as he gazes down at them… however, while the tone of his words change, the true meat of them does not.
 
“You’re just like the rest of them, you silly sluts! You’re just a pair of needy little dragon whores, just like Alurmi. I fucked her; you know. I fucked her good and hard, and she liked it. You’ll like it too, I imagine. No matter how much you try to hide it, you dragons are all jonesing for a good dicking, aren’t you?”
 
As soon as his cock pops out of her mouth and back into Nozari’s, Soridormi makes sure to respond for both of them, her eyes sparkling as she does so, licking her lips all the while.
 
“Most certainly, Harry. It’s all we truly think about, even dear little Nozari here. Give her your cock. Treat her like your own personal cum dump. Fuck her face to your heart’s content.”
 
As it turns out, Soridormi’s interjection seems to be more than enough to send Harry over the edge even earlier than last time. He lets out a grunt, followed by a growl, and then the same triumphant roar as before, his seed exploding out of his cockhead. Soridormi can’t help herself… she tugs Nozari’s head back right at the moment of climax, grabbing her by her hair and pulling sharply. As a result, most of Harry’s seed doesn’t even get a CHANCE to go down Nozari’s throat. Instead, it ends up splattering all over her face and her hair and her tits… as well as Soridormi’s face, hair, and tits.
 
Pushing her cheek up against her bound and gagged daughter’s, Soridormi tilts her head back and sticks out her tongue, enjoying the resulting cum bath quite a lot as Harry sprays his seed all over them both, covering mother and daughter in just as much cum as Soridormi knew he could release, knew he WOULD release if she let things play out this way.
 
It is… extraordinary. It can also be approved, Soridormi instantly reflects. So, without further ado, even as Harry is panting heavily but still rock hard and ready for more… the Mistress of Time rewinds it yet again, reversing the passage of time for all of them, reverting them back to where they were before. However, interestingly enough… Harry’s cum follows them this go around. When she stops rewinding and finds herself standing over a bound, kneeling Nozari with the cat o’ nine tails in her hand, it’s to the sensation of sticky, hot seed dripping down her face… as well as down Nozari’s face too.
 
This time around, rather than striking Nozari with the cat o’ nine tails as Harry and his party approach, Soridormi drops the multi-tailed whip and grabs Nozari with both hands, spinning the helpless younger dragon about and planting her face in the sand as she forces her hips and ass high up into the air. Face down, ass up… that’s how Harry finds Nozari when he and his party come around the corner.
 
Alurmi is bright red, of course, still able to tell that the Prime Consort is reversing time for them. She also remembers Soridormi telling her not to interfere though, so she stays quiet and doesn’t so much as falter as she watches from the sidelines with the rest of the other women as Harry approaches, an eyebrow raised.
 
“Oh? What’s all this then?”
 
There’s a moment’s hesitation when he takes in the state of Soridormi’s cum-covered face, and the light stains from her cum-covered breasts that are starting to soak through the front of her still-worn dress. But the Prime Consort of the Bronze Dragonflight is as regal as ever, despite the facial that Harry didn’t remember giving her. Smirking lightly, Soridormi brings one of her hands down HARD on Nozari’s upturned ass, giving her a hefty smack that causes the helpless Bronze Dragon to positively squeal in pain and pleasure.
 
“She’s for you, Harry. I’m sure you want to fuck her very, very badly.”
 
Harry’s eyes sparkle with the same interest and excitement as before. He strides forward even faster this time, his cock whipped out of its confines as he falls to his knees behind Nozari. His massive member comes up, and he spends all of half a moment rubbing against the younger dragon’s cunt lips before thrusting in with a grunt and a groan.
 
“Hm… bit dry still… but very tight…”
 
Smirking lightly, Soridormi gives Harry a wink, and then slides her thumb down in between Nozari’s ass crack.
 
“Allow me to help you with that, Harry.”
 
She thrusts her digit up into Nozari’s ass, and almost immediately the other dragon is squealing through the Ring Gag she’s still wearing, shaking and spasming as the anal penetration brings her unwanted pleasure. Harry’s eyes go wide for a moment and his eyebrows raise, but he also grins wickedly right back at her, before grabbing hold of Nozari’s hips and beginning to thrust into her much wetter but still just as tight insides.
 
Soridormi watches Harry fuck her daughter with gusto, and she licks her lips at the sight, collecting some of the cum still dripping off of her face onto her tongue and swallowing it. She stands up and removes her dress like last time, but this go around, Soridormi beckons Alurmi forward. She pulls the younger Bronze Dragon into a deep, searing kiss, and then directs her in cleaning Soridormi off. Alurmi is a quick learner, or otherwise she’s already addicted to Harry’s cum. Either way, her tongue is soon hard at work collecting his seed off of her mother’s face and chest.
 
Once that’s done, Soridormi slowly pushes Alurmi to her knees, and forces the younger dragon’s face into her crotch. As she moans out from the pleasure of sweet little Alurmi, hard at work earning her favor, she turns her attention back to Harry and Nozari to find the human mage staring at her, watching her, studying her.
 
Not that he’s stopped fucking Nozari, not even for a moment. The Bronze Dragon is still face down in the sand, her arms bound behind her back and her legs bound at the shin and thigh most tightly. She can’t even speak, thanks to the Ring Gag, not that she has much to say at this point, moaning incomprehensibly and squeaking and squealing over this or that.
 
Every once in a while, Harry will spank her just as Soridormi did, drawing a cry from her open mouth, making her scream. But it’s not all in pain, and now that Harry has been fucking Nozari for a while, it’s quickly becoming obvious that making it her cunt instead of her throat is providing a lot more pleasure to the Bronze Dragon… pleasure that she’s not ready for, and clearly not sure what to do with.
 
Nozari climaxes around Harry’s cock more than once as he fucks her, her body convulsing and spasming in a most telling way as her inner walls clench and squeeze around his shaft. Harry chuckles at this, and repeats his words from earlier, even as he looks directly into Soridormi’s eyes this time… just as she’d felt he should have been doing the first go around.
 
“All of you Bronze Dragon bitches are the same, aren’t you? You’re all just needy little dragon whores, just like Alurmi. I fucked her; you know. I fucked her good and hard, and she liked it. Nozari enjoys it as well. You’ll like it too, I imagine, when I finally get around to you. No matter how much you try to hide it, you dragons are all jonesing for a good dicking, aren’t you?”
 
Soridormi just smiles at Harry and licks her lips seductively.
 
“Mm, you’ll have to earn me, Harry James Potter. Just like you earned the Dreamer.”
 
Harry’s eyes widen slightly at her knowledge of his encounter with Ysera. The Green Dragon was the only female that Harry had encountered since arriving on this world who had ever bested him. Hell, she was probably the only female in her entire life who’d outlasted him. Soridormi already knew that Harry had grown more powerful since that time, and that she herself did not stand a chance of knocking him unconscious through copious amounts of sex and unadulterated pleasure.
 
But she would hold her own. She’d already seen that much. She would hold her own, and Harry and she would sing their ecstasy to the ceiling of the Caverns of Time, when they finally coupled. Not yet though… not yet.
 
Her words do have an effect on Harry though, and he becomes a bit meaner, as Soridormi hoped. He growls and without further ado, pulls out of Nozari’s sopping wet quim to stuff his cock right into her unlubed, unloosened anus. Soridormi is in a perfect position to watch as Nozari’s eyes go wide and her head comes up, the bound, helpless Bronze Dragon’s tongue sticking straight out of her opened mouth as she positively SCREAMS from the sudden intrusion.
 
But Harry is in no way merciful, laughing cruelly down at Nozari instead, thrusting his cock into her asshole, carving out a place for his meat rod there, even as he begins to spank her butt cheeks more and more frequently, until they’re altogether reddened by the blows. He’s not at all gentle with her… but as it turns out, as Soridormi already knew, that’s exactly what her seemingly prudish daughter likes. Nozari is soon squealing in an altogether different way, and then finally, moaning and mewling and panting like the needy little dragon whore Harry had named her thrice over at this point, her eyes rolling up in her head and her tongue lolling out of the Ring Gag she’s wearing.
 
This is the moment in which Nozari breaks. It’s a beautiful moment, and even though Soridormi had seen it coming from a mile away, she still feels all sorts of emotions upon witnessing it happening in the here and now. With a wanton moan of her own, she paints Alurmi’s face with her pussy juices, cumming all over the still-diligent Bronze Dragon’s face as her tongue writhes inside of Soridormi’s cunt.
 
Not long after that, Harry finally begins to cum. At first, it looks like he’ll unload the entirety of his release in Nozari’s bowels this time around. However, after a few moments he seems to think better of that, pulling out and spraying the latter half of his cum load all over her back, her hair and her tied-up arms instead.
 
Of course, the instant he’s finished, Harry is getting up to his feet and turning in Soridormi’s direction. She’s seen enough of the human male at this point to know what he plans to do… but just as his determined gaze and big fat cock are swinging in her direction, she smirks, winks… and reverses time for just one last go.
 
Nozari is left panting heavily, upright again but still bound and gagged on her knees while Soridormi stands over her, cat o’ nine tails in her hand. She drops the cat o’ nine tails though, knowing that it has no real purpose to it, not anymore. Instead, she waves her hand and with a burst of time magic, the Mistress of Time disintegrates the bindings on Nozari’s naked body, aging the rope and shackles and even the Ring Gag to the point that they just fall away into so much more sand around Nozari.
 
The younger dragon brings her hands out in front of her and rubs her wrists slightly, but she makes no move to transform back into a dragon, or to flee from the area. Instead, as Harry and his party round the corner, it’s to find Soridormi standing beside a willing, kneeling Nozari as the younger Bronze Dragon plants her hands palm down in the sand between her spread legs, leaning forward with her beautiful, supple tits on full display, and her mouth wide open, her tongue lolled out and ready.
 
“Oh? What’s all this then?”
 
Smirking as those same words fall from Harry’s mouth for a fourth time, Soridormi gestures towards her beloved… re-educated daughter.
 
“Nozari has something she wants to say, Harry. Don’t you, Nozari?”
 
“Y-Yes… I… I apologize for being a prudish b-bitch. I-In truth, I am n-nothing more than a naughty little dragon whore… jonesing for dick.”
 
Nozari then props herself up on her feet in a crouch and leans back slightly, her legs still spread as she uses her fingers to spread her pussy lips wide, showing off how gushing wet she is. At the same time, Harry’s seed from all of the previous timelines is dripping off of her body and out of her asshole. She looks like an utter mess, to be sure.
 
“Please, Harry Potter… please won’t you fuck and cum inside of my worthless, horny little cunt?”
 
Soridormi smiles when Harry, of all things, hesitates in the face of this request. He cocks his head to the side, looking Nozari’s freshly fucked and jizzed-on body over, and lets out a grunt as he shakes his head.
 
“I’m not usually one to enjoy a man’s sloppy seconds…”
 
Nozari’s face falls at this, but Soridormi just laughs.
 
“Come now, Harry. You’re smarter than that. There’s only one man for dear Nozari here, isn’t that right darling?”
 
“Y-Yes!”
 
Nozari nods emphatically, while Harry looks confused for all of a moment before his eyes widen as understanding dawns. He looks to Soridormi accusatorily, and as if to ask just how many times already she had made him live this moment. But Soridormi is the Mistress of Time, and the Prime Consort of Nozdormu. So, she does what any mysterious figure would do… smiles mysteriously and refuses to answer.
 
Harry, grinding his teeth together, still doesn’t move forward, not right away. Instead, he gestures to Alurmi.
 
“Clean up your friend for me. I’m still not interested in fucking her like she is now. A filthy mess of a dragon, not even worthy of my cock.”
 
Alurmi’s eyes light up and Soridormi realizes in that moment that the younger dragon is DEFINITELY addicted to Harry’s seed. Having tasted it herself by this point, she can understand why. Alurmi rushes over to Nozari and practically pins the other Bronze Dragon down as she begins to lick and lap up Harry’s cum, while Harry himself gestures his other women forward. They all crowd around him and descend to their knees to begin worshipping his massive cock with their mouths and their hands and their tongues.
 
All the while, Harry stares at her, defiantly, as if daring her to reverse time again. Now that he knows about it, clearly, he thinks that he’ll be able to tell. Soridormi just continues to smile, even as she slides a hand down beneath her dress and casually fingers herself, both for his viewing pleasure and her own physical enjoyment. He’s right, even if he can’t know that for sure. If she did try to reverse time again, Soridormi can already see what would happen, Harry and his party dashing in from around the corner, his orders to his women followed to the letter as they tried to bring her down and capture her so that he could properly punish her for fucking with him.
 
It would fail, of course… and honestly, it would sour the mood that Soridormi has spent these last four timelines already properly cultivating. So, she doesn’t do it, doesn’t reverse time. She doesn’t put Harry Potter in his place, because at the end of the day, she doesn’t want or need to. He’s exactly where she wants him to be, exactly HOW she wants him to be.
 
Harry pushes out from among his women and begins to move towards Alurmi and Nozari after a bit. The females he surrounds himself with descend upon each other after he departs, and an orgy begins in the background, even as Soridormi snaps her fingers at Alurmi, bringing her over. This time around, Soridormi doesn’t make the younger dragon eat her out. She’d already done that after all. Instead, spinning Alurmi around, Soridormi slides her hands down the other female’s front, nuzzling into her neck and then suckling at it as she and Alurmi watch Harry go to work on Nozari.
 
Even though he can’t remember the previous timelines, he doesn’t repeat himself, at least not sexually. To be fair, Nozari isn’t face down, ass up for him like she was before. This time around she’s sprawled out on the sand, her body on full display, her eyes filled with lust and her lips slightly parted in anticipation. Harry reaches down and grabs her by her white hair, lifting her up and slapping his cock across her face a few times. He shoves his dick into her mouth, and Nozari takes it willingly this go around, no Ring Gag to force her jaw open. She just does it, her tongue slurping away at his cock adoringly, and her big blue eyes fixed on his face, filled with devotion and lust.
 
Harry only spends a few minutes on Nozari’s mouth before he grunts and pulls out, dragging her up to her feet next. Seeing what Soridormi is doing with Alurmi, he spins Nozari around and forces her to bend over slightly at the waist. He slams his cock into her cunt from behind, her tits jutting outwards as her hips are forced back into his crotch.
 
Nozari’s face contorts in pleasure, right before Soridormi and Alurmi’s eyes. Soridormi watches this with great satisfaction in her heart, undeniably pleased with how her plans had all played out. Nozari had grown up in the last half hour which had really been spread out over two hours because of the timeline fuckery. She’d grown up, and now she finally understood the pleasure of humanoid sex, of how good it felt to let her elven form be dominated by a comparatively big dicked human like Harry Potter.
 
Soridormi’s own pussy was absolutely dripping wet at this point, but she did not give into her instincts, which screamed at her to toss the daughter in her arms aside, to pull Nozari off of Harry’s cock, to push the human male down and MOUNT HIM ONCE AND FOR ALL. Part of the pleasure is in denying herself this simple desire, in building anticipation for when the time finally comes. Let Nozari have this one last time with Harry’s cock buried in her clenching, squeezing quim. It’s obvious how much she’s enjoying being so thoroughly FUCKED.
 
The chamber they’re in, a small offshoot from the much larger main chamber of the Caverns of Time, is filled with the sounds of pleasure, mostly feminine. But even as the female mortals in the background moan and slurp and cry out from each other’s ministrations, Harry’s grunts and groans still seem to dominate. He growls as well more often than not, fucking Nozari with all his might, as if frustrated that he didn’t remember breaking her, even if he knew that was exactly what had happened.
 
He fucks her, and he fucks her, and he fucks her… until finally, with one last roar, eerily similar to the roars he’s released in previous timelines, Harry cums, this time delivering his thick, hot load of viscous delicious cum right into Nozari’s womb. Her eyes roll back in her head as a result, and her tongue lolls out of her mouth, which is spread in a nice, big smile. She looks as if she’s been positively fucked senseless… which to be fair, is exactly what’s been done with her.
 
As Harry stops holding her up, releasing his grip on her body, Nozari falls forward, faceplanting in the sand yet again as she slides right off of his cock, which even now is still fully erect. But then, of course it is. As far as Harry is concerned, he’s only came once so far in this timeline, and Soridormi has watched the human man cum countless times without any time magic being involved, whatsoever.
 
Pushing Alurmi away from her, allowing the younger dragon to go attend to Nozari’s face down form, where Alurmi quickly descends to her knees behind Nozari and begins to eat out her cunt quite noisily, Soridormi stands where she is and spreads her arms wide for Harry to come to her. Come to her he does, teleporting over and suddenly grabbing her by the throat, pushing her up against the cavern wall behind her.
 
“You’re just like the rest of them, aren’t you slut? You’re just a needy little dragon whore, just like Alurmi and Nozari. Did you like watching me fuck them both, hm? And yet, judging by the lack of cum dripping from between your gushing thighs, I still haven’t fucked you. You’ll like it too, I imagine. No matter how much you try to hide it, you dragons are all in need of a good, hard fuck, aren’t you?”
 
Soridormi smiles brilliantly as Harry repeats his same words from before. When she doesn’t answer him verbally, however, he growls and reaches up, grabbing the front of her dress and ripping it off of her body with his enhanced strength. He exposes her, and then slides a hand under her leg and lifts it up, revealing her sopping wet cunt to his gaze… and more importantly, to his messy cock, covered in his own cum and her daughter’s pussy juices.
 
She’s not all that surprised when he just sticks it right in. She’s not all that disappointed either. She’s had three previous timelines worth of foreplay to get her to this point, while Harry has already had his women fellate him and then fucked her daughter to prepare himself. There’s no need for anything further in terms of preparation… at the end of the day, it’s time for him to finally fuck her, and Soridormi exults in allowing herself to experience the pleasure of being plowed by the human male after all this time.
 
The Mistress of Time has witnessed Harry Potter fucking High Priestesses and Archmages. She’s watched him plow Ranger-Generals and Banshee Queens alike. She’s observed him in the past as Ysera herself awoke just to pleasure herself on his member. Harry Potter is so much more than a simple mortal man, at this point. Soridormi knows this, and she exults in it, she exults in the ecstasy as his massive cock slams home into her quivering quim again and again and again.
 
Still, she’s not her daughters. She is the Prime Consort of Nozdormu, and the most powerful female Bronze Dragon alive. Harry fucks her, but he does not break her. He thrusts up into her cunt and brings her to climax more times than she can count, but Soridormi’s eyes do not roll back in her head. Her tongue does not loll out of her mouth.
 
The only time that her tongue leaves the cavity of her mouth is when she wraps her arms around Harry’s neck and leans forward to capture her lips with his. Even as he continues to fuck her up against the cave wall with all his might, Soridormi intertwines her tongue with Harry’s tongue, making out with him most heavily, kissing him most deeply. And Harry kisses her back. He dominates her tongue with his own, of course, proving just how mighty he is a dozen times over as they continue to fuck and fuck and fuck.
 
But never does she break. She’s not quite sure she’s capable of doing so, at this point. For she, who has already witnessed a million timelines, who has already seen Harry Potter fucking her and her daughters a thousand times over… all it took for Nozari to break was a punishment from her mother and four timelines of Harry James Potter fucking and cumming inside each and every one of her orifices.
 
If four times a thousand wasn’t enough to break Soridormi, then she would never break. It just wasn’t in her. Yes, she was a female. Yes, she enjoyed Harry’s big fat cock. She was, in a way, the picture-perfect image of a horny desperate housewife from Harry’s old world, not that Soridormi knew anything about that. And she was powerful… oh yes, she was powerful.
 
As such, when Harry cums inside of her the first time, Soridormi partially turns the tables on the human mage. She pushes him away from her with a sudden startling display of strength, the strength that only a dragon in a humanoid form could have, and leaps atop him, pinning him down to the sandy floor of the cave chamber and burying his cock inside of her asshole, which at this point, is more than ready for him.
 
She fills her bowels with his man meat and then begins to ride him like that without a care in the world. Though of course, even now Harry isn’t idle. He thrusts up into her from below, he grips at her body with his hands. He squeezes her sides at first, helping her bounce up and down on his shaft. However, when he realizes she’s more than capable of meeting his thrusts from below with her own movements from above, he moves his hands from her sides up to Soridormi’s tits. He grabs them both and squeezes viciously, invoking loud, wanton moans from the Mistress of Time’s throat as she shakes and shudders and spasms atop him.
 
Her pussy juices squirt across Harry’s chest more than once as she milks his cock with her bowels. Eventually, she pulls his third release from him. She slides off of his shaft then, and sucks it clean with her mouth, not caring at all that it’d just been in her ass. Around them, the orgy continues unabated, with Alurmi and Nozari completely engrossed in each other, and all of Harry’s women having fun with one another as well.
 
This is good, because Soridormi is far from done with Harry Potter, and Harry Potter is far from done with Soridormi. The two of them have a lot more left to give and take, and that’s exactly what they do. Soridormi is all but incapable of actually losing track of time, given what and who she is. But there is a certain degree of… losing oneself in the ecstasy, the debauchery, and the depravity. Time itself almost seems to bend around her and Harry, and Soridormi’s magic sings along with her heart as she allows herself to well and truly… let go.
 
The Caverns of Time are filled with the cries of its Mistress, and while some blush and cover their ears and leave the Caverns behind… just as many Bronze Dragons listen in as they masturbate furiously to the sounds coming from the small chamber where Soridormi has taken Nozari, Alurmi, and the recently arrived heroes. How can they not? Many of them, the females specifically, can already feel futures in which they too get to experience the pleasure of one Harry James Potter’s big fat cock.
 
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Far away from the Caverns of Time, deep beneath the waves of Azeroth’s Oceans… a Queen stirs in the Eternal Palace of Nazjatar. She who has waited for ten thousand years for the return of her Master shudders, spasming. Her throne room is not empty. It is filled with handmaidens… as well as other things. The Queen of the Naga was very specific in how she wished for her throne room to be designed, back in the early days of her rule beneath the waves.
 
As such, the underwater chamber is lined with statues of a nude humanoid figure, circling all the way around the throne room. The faces have long since eroded away from the ocean currents, the more detailed parts of the sculptures not quite able to stand up to the test of time. In the end, however, the faces were not as important as the anatomically correct erections that each statute had attached to its crotch.
 
This was where Queen Azshara’s handmaidens sat during council and during worship, as they all practiced their technique, longing for the chance of one day tasting the real thing. The cocks were definitely the most intact part of every single statue, and each one was enchanted to occasionally reward anyone sitting on them with a healthy injection of magic as their Queen saw fit.
 
Some of those cocks were sat upon even now, though not all of them. There were some handmaidens here and there though, the massive erect stone members buried in their quivering pussies as they sit in contemplative silence, moaning softly every once in a while, but otherwise doing their absolute best not to disturb their Queen.
 
The largest, grandest statue was undeniably the one that had been built sat upon their Queen’s throne, where Azshara herself sat, even now. As Queen of the Naga, she had spent the last ten thousand years working alongside an imprisoned Old God, ostensibly to prepare for his return. Azshara had lived beneath the waves for ten THOUSAND years… but not because she wanted to free N’Zoth from his ancient prison.
 
Oh, if that was what her TRUE Master asked of her, then she could actually accomplish the task rather easily. After all, she’d had to make it look good, so she had put a lot of effort into the task, even if it wasn’t her true goal. In the end though, Azshara didn’t give a shit about N’Zoth. All she cared about was… HIM.
 
The Queen of the Naga moans as she presses her transformed head into the crook of her statue’s neck, grinding and undulating her much-changed form across its lap for the release that she had been denied for ten thousand years. Ten thousand years, Azshara had existed on the edge of cumming. Ten thousand years, Azshara had been engaging in the most intense form of denial play that anyone on Azeroth could ever possibly comprehend.
 
Perhaps she’d gone a little insane, in that time. Even now, the Queen whispered unheard prayers, praises, and promises to the statue of her Master that she was currently sat upon. Even now, the gorgeous Naga Queen begged it for release, despite it having no actual life to it, despite her KNOWING that it was not truly her Master.
 
Would he ever come back to her? He had promised that he would return, he had told her to wait for him. Azshara would do so, she would gladly do so. She would conquer this world in his name if it got her closer to him. She would even make pacts with Old Gods, if it brought her back to HIM. Her beloved Master would one day return to her, she knew this to be true. Until then… she had his cock to remember him by, the pulsing stone buried in her quim.
 
And then it happens. Over the soft moans of her handmaidens, a keening cry abruptly erupts from Queen Azshara’s lips as she cums at least, completely out of the blue. Every single eye in her skull rolls up in her head at once, and her long, serpentine tongue snakes out of her mouth to lick across the statue of her Master’s cheeks.
 
Those in the throne room with her all pause, wide-eyed, well aware of their Queen’s lack of orgasm these last ten thousand years. More than once, it’d made her a little… testy. They knew better than to interrupt her unless it was dire, knew better than to speak up even now. Instead, they wait in silence for Queen Azshara to come down from the orgasm that had been building within her for ten thousand years.
 
Once she does, there will likely be preparations to be made, and plans to be carried out. Each and every one of them will be given orders to follow. They might even be going to war. Wouldn’t that be nice? For now, though, the Queen of the Naga is still savoring the orgasm gifted to her by her Master, but the TRUE Master of the Naga, savoring it like a fine, aged wine. And oh, what an age it was.
 
But the time for waiting is almost over now. Soon… it will be the time of the Naga.

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