The latest blast of cum into her depths shook Ria'rolleox out of her stupor. She considered trying to, once again, tell her captors that she was intelligent and not some wild beast for them to tame. Alas she only spoke draconic and they only spoke common, every roar from her, be it in communication or pleasure, would only be seen as proof that their plan was working. Her mind wandered back to the beginning of her imprisonment... she had overheard these humans saying that in some distant land it was common practice to tame wild beasts by filling their wombs with cum (post #12192). With her insides long since overflowing and a new flood of sticky white essence forcing her rational brain back to a blissful haze, Ria desperately spent her last coherent thoughts wondering how long they would keep trying to "tame" her...

Inspired by the great Terraraptor
I guess the "rules" don't work quite the same in my world...