"You have a Dragon," she said next in a soft voice. "I saw it when I rescued you, when I moved us here, and it appeared again when I started to heal y...u." No, that's not possible. My older Brother, Makhpia – Luta (Red Cloud), also called Jason, is the Spirit Keeper in our Family. He is Wakinyan Tanka, the Thunder Bird," I told her to a sudden chill."You may be able to hide the truth from your Family and even from yourself, but you can't hide it from me. You are a Dragon – a major Dragon, I have. I took a deep breath. The air seemed thick, wet and cold. Winter was here to stay. Idle thoughts occupied my mind while I waited. A young couple walked past, the girl looked sleepy and stumbled a couple of times as they walked past silently. ‘What could be so important? And why did she know she was going to be late?’ I pondered. Maybe she wasn’t coming. I turned around and looked at the riverside shops, the whole town seemed dead. I knew where everyone was though, same place I wished I was, in. "Was she expensive?" asked the maid."Slaves are never cheap."Now I was really getting upset. What happened? Where was I? Did Sandy sell me to this man?"Let's get her dressed," said the maid."Wonderful," exclaimed the man.She undoes my wrist and pulls down the bars on one side of the crib. "Climb on out of there sweet one." I hesitate for a second and she grabs my arm and roughly pulls me from the crib. She then drags me over to the changing table.Not wanting to be hurt I submissively climb onto. Finally, after six weeks, one day when I was pumping a thin trickle of milk appeared in the container. That night, you suckled eagerly, moaning when you got a few precious drops. You fucked me hard from behind, my heavy tits swinging, an occasional drop of milking leaking out.After that night, my production steadily increased. I loved the way my breasts looked, full with long, dark nipples. I wondered how big you would want them to grow, how much milk you would demand of me. You asked me not to.