Your name is Syrlas and you are a slave, offered to extremely wealthy Drow nobles by your master.
One of them, Umrae, takes interest in you. With a faint hand motion, she connects your chains to her pet lizard via telekinesis.
"Come, slave, shopping has already tired me enough," Umrae chastises you immediately.
She mounts her trusted raptor named Draco — a ferocious battle lizard, red in colour.
Draco yawns and slowly starts moving his legs, adorned by lengthy talons.
You realize that this will be a test, a very tough one. Draco's pace increases with each second, as you are being dragged along by him. Umrae, from her vantage point, grins down at you, as you struggle to keep up.
"Faster, slave! Run like you never did!" she commands.
You struggle along, as the claws tug you forward, with great strength. The lizard moves forward with a speed that belies its size. You manage to move your feet fast enough, but only barely.
You keep up the gruelling running for the entire day, as Umrae sits comfortably on top of the lizard, watching you with glee. The sun sets and the darkness of night meets you, but you are not allowed to rest. You are given a short break, to simply hold tightly onto the claws of Draco, while the beast itself finds some sort of purchase in the ground to allow its rider to rest.
Suddenly, a surge of gravity forces you on your knees. Looking above, you see Umrae, dismounted, towering over you.
"Time to test your virility now, slave," the Drow noble declares, as she stomps on you, licking her lips.
Umrae looks at you with intense hunger, as she pulls down her robes, displaying her sex to you. She enjoys watching your facial expression change as she fingers herself in front of you, preparing for what is to come.
"I want you to show me why I bought you, slave," Umrae sadistically exclaims, as the liquorice smell of her wetness hits your nostrils, "Fuck me until I'm satisfied. If you satisfy me, then perhaps I'll be kind and let you rest before I continue."