He... Couldn't actually see any of this, but the smell made him quiver - he wasn't familiar with it, and this just made him even more afraid, as he tries to squirm away the instant he's tossed down upon the table. By the time his limbs are shackled down, leaving him absolutely helpless, the dragon would've had tears welling in his eyes, struggling against them even if such an effort were fruitless. He couldn't even see what was going on, just hearing this voice from nearby questioning him, all this just for happening to be around the area. It was  utterly terrifying to him, but eventually, he slackens in his bonds as he realizes he isn't getting out of them.

"I-I got lost! Please, just-.. Nnf... No, you're.. Not going to listen anyway, are you?"(edited)
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Izumi - 03/12/2018
Senju Yuuka had begun to realize that the male was practically blind, a disappointing thing for a pet in her eyes. How would such a become a good pet. <How will this thing be a good pet guard-dog dragon thing. . if it cannot see. . .well he might have other uses.> She'd think to herself, trying to tell herself of the many different ways she can find uses for the lycan. Once he was properly bound and left to be helpless against the table, Yuuka hands slowly moved over the dragon's form. Drawing her sword she'd begin carving up the guy's clothing, not caring if the sword made superficial cuts along his body drawing blood here and there.

"Right right, I'm listening, doesn't mean I believe you." The woman would state moving her hand over towards his shredded thermals. Taking ahold of his member, she'd stroke it once, imaging what she could do with something she's been without for so long. "Oh this will be fun."
Piccolo - 03/12/2018
ll Even then, feeling the disturbance in the air from her drawing her sword, he actually /screams/ in panic, thrashing against his bonds as if he could see it clearly. Like, Daredevil style. Artur would've settled again just as he notices he's not about to get chopped, his skin tough enough that her weapon would've left faint pinkish-red scratches on the ivory-hued skin, if anything. He felt a sudden chill as his garments were removed, and with most of them gone, one could note an underlayer of three articles of clothing. Matched sky-blue pairs of low profile arm warmers and leg warmers, and a choker of the same color with a red diamond set into it.

"P-Please, don't-"
He's cut off the instant she touches him.. Well, down there, his legs trembling, back arching up slightly. There's a small whimper, his head turning aside as he bites his lip to try to stifle a moan. With such a reaction, he must've been incredibly sensitive, his legs still shaking as he begins to rapidly firm up, accompanied by angry throbs, the almost horse-ish rod paired with a similarly proportioned pair at its base.(edited)