This guildmaster, didn’t seem interested in the same stupid games as the rest. Catherine exchanged a look to Camila, showing her visible frustration treating it as if she was ruining some masterful plan that Catherine didn’t really have. “She’s stolen from your organization and abandoned her allies in time of need. That’s more than enough reason to slit her throat. However, I must voice my distaste for the crude nature they wish to do things by.” Catherine piped up as some gears starting to balance in her head. “What good is she really worth here if the idea is to just kill her? If you want to compensate for your losses, it would make more sense to put her to work where she’ll gain income for you, overtime. Like gathering alchemical ingredients in exceptionally dangerous places. She gains rare materials for the alchemical guild who will likely discount any future purchases you make, and there’s still the risk of her being killed off without leaving such a pathetic display to tarnish your reputation. She’ll do it...I’ll make her behave.”
As the goblin slid into dark room, he could see creates, cups, mugs, brums and variety of other things... Usually kept in storage.
The guildmaster leaned on the railing and looked at bounty hunter curiously. "Or she would run again. Let's see... Through, making her work would compensate our losses, but that is hardly punishment. I could as well sell her of to slaver or brothel, and that would somewhat appease guild members. Giving her such a simple punishment, in form of job - fairly easy at that - sends bad message to members of the guild. Betray your companions, and you will receive but a slap on your hands. Sending her to choking block on the other hand, sends a clear message how the trash like her would be threated... Still, it wouldn't be very beneficial..."
With the things in the room, Gih decides to knock some stuff over. Timing it perfectly, pushing some stacked crates just as the barmaid passes by.
“Yes, because such an easy whore in such dire need of training? You could probably just sell her off now without the need for threats or assault. This is just distasteful and only establishes your guild as willing to take unreasonable responses to admittedly, minor slights.” This was getting closer to what she had wanted. There was that other target still a float, and assuming nobody was going to get in the way, she’d have a mole who could help her with the harder details of finding a way to get to the madam. Camila could be dumped off there. She didn’t put up much of a fight so she highly doubted she’d argue and even if she was, it would be much easier to bail her out of a brothel than to pick a fight with half the town guard in a prison break. “The girl barely has any sense in that brain as is. She’s already perfectly broken as is. All your “master trainer” is doing is taking your money to be paid for doing nothing. It’d be much easier to just let her be someone else's problem, for both you and myself. Whatever happens once she’s unloaded, you can at least say it was out of your hands and it costs you much less face...” Catherine wondered what else to add, slowly lowering her blade a bit. “The other option is to kill me, but there’s no damage or injuries or any reason for people to think something went wrong and the reputation for being known to kill people instead of paying them for services rendered, will ultimately be much more damaging than whatever my silence is worth and leave you with very few friends willing to ever work with you.”
"If you are calling that punishment for making three people wounded and one cripple, unreasonable, we work by different standards." The man said with a smile. "I have no problems with selling her to mines or brothel, hell, even slaver - whatever the man shall do with her is not my problem. But I can't agree to leave her without punishment. And you are yet to touch the subject."
Gih, for all of his strength, was not able to topple the creates. He managed only to rock it a little. Just as the maid was passing, a cup broke on the floor. She turned in the direction. After hesitating a little, she entered the room, and made her way to pieces of cup.
Gih hides behind some creates, he knew she'd have to place the drink somewhere, if she was going to clean up the pieces of the broken cup. If she did, Gih sneaks toward the cup to get some of his saliva inside it, or if the maid would leave. He'd try to rattle some more creates to make it seem like there are rats in the store room.
“It’s not so much that..first, you’re going about this entirely the wrong way.” Catherine approached the red head who was being discussed and bartered like meat at the market, Catherine delivering another hard slap to her face again, knowing what the reaction would be. “She enjoys this. It somewhat defeats the purpose of a punishment to give them the thing they crave.” The pirate guided her fingers low to the girl’s clit to squeeze and emphasis her reactions. “It barely counts as any kind of punishment for such a useless creature. I refused to take her for myself, if only due to the sheer lack of sport in it.” She gave another pinch to Camila’s used and bruised nipples. “If you must dole out some kind of worthwhile punishment, sensory deprivation and leaving her tied for a few days, HOPING for the touch on her body that never comes...just desperate to have something happen and it never does...not even worth the time to use.” Catherine might have been overdoing it, with the contemptuous look and pursing her lips to summon some regular spit to fire and land on her face. “That’s much better than just giving her what she wants, don’t you think?”
Gih quickly moves, licking his hands. He jumps at the barmaid, groping her bare skin. Attempting to lather the barmaid with his spit. He'll also lick what bare skin he could.
Through all of those actions Camila writhed, hissed and moaned, clearly in pleasure of how Catherine toyed with her. The guildmaster nodded. "Hmm... I see what you say, but I disagree. Brand her, and she will be marked for life. Whip her publicly, show what kind of woman she is, and ruin her reputation... And once her beloved father hears of this, he would disinherit her, breaking her spirit. She might enjoy it, yes. But after punishment, that's all she might have left to enjoy." The man stroked his chin, waiting for bounty hunter's counter.
As Gith jumped on the woman, she gasped and let go of the mug, spitting entire contents. As they fell on the ground, the woman gasped as her body grew hot. But she quickly regained her composure and opened her mouth, ready to call for help.
Realizing what she planned on doing, Gih quickly moves to kiss the barmaid. Using his mouth to shut hers, his tongue quickly invading her mouth. The little goblin determined to make her addicted to him.
“Thar’s an interesting thought. That sounds a little less like operating like mere thugs..but you know what might be better to watch if you want to go that route? Make her father do it.” She gave a cruel grin, the sign that the former pirate lord wan’t as far above sadistic means as she acted. Catherine more of opposed handing her over due to simply not liking the guy. But really...she didn’t like the idea of losing any kind of negotiations. “Of course, given his current condition, he’d need time to recover so things would need to he delayed for a while...but the sight. It would be grand, wouldn’t?” Her face returned to normal for a second, giving a cold, but curiously examining look to Camila. “How much is she worth to you anyway?”
As Gih pressed his mouth against woman's, her scream changed into an orgasmic guttural moan. The maid tensed and shook, as her body started recoiling from orgasm she was experiencing. Gih could feel her nipples pushing against his chest - even though the material.
"Ha! That says the person who just a moment ago was ready to demolish my building." Hearing Catherine's cruel idea, Camila started shaking her head, even through moans of pleasure escaped her mouth. It seemed that her mouth and body were in conflict. "I must say, you have some fine suggestion." The man smirked. "You want her? Hell, I can give you her for free. After three weeks of constant usage by members of the guild and her punishment. The boys and girls will need some outlet for their frustrations, and after they are done it's doubtful anyone would still want to go after her. So you shouldn't have any problems from this side. Through, she will be quite used by the time you will get your hands on her - but I will make sure it will be nothing permanent."
Knowing this was enough to capture her, Gih pulls back, "You want more?" He asked with a grin, "Then, serve brothel owner her drink. But, before you go to her, return here."
The woman breathed heavily. "Y-you think you can getaway from this?" She asked, her nipples poking from under her dress.
“I hardly have that much interest in taking someone scraps. As it is, I barely care what happens to her. But enough that I’m going to ask if you have any alternatives?”
