Celine chuckled. “I'm pretty sure it's a me thing, not an elven thing – though I bet I am not the only elf that enjoys sleeping in the nude.” She removed her bra but kept her panties on. Then she too slipped under the covers. “Wanna talk a bit before we go to sleep?” The elf asked as turned to face the redhead.
"Gah!" Oriana gasps as Rogriss starts choking her. He easily disarms her. Her body shuddered as man's finger slid into her - Rogriss realised that she wore no underwear. She grasped the hand holding her throat with both of her hands, trying to ease man's grasp on her. As Rogriss made his threats and started moving his finger inside her, Oriana was all but defensless in his hands. She couldn't even answer him, because of the hold he had on her throat. But judging by the way she rocked her hips and how quickly she produced juices... Rogriss had an idea, how she felt.
Alyndra yawned again, 'Uaw~. sure, though don't hate me if I nod off. What did you want to talk about?'
He bends her over, positioning himself behind her as he pulls off his clothes. The orc, with a heave, tears off her skimpy dress, sending knives and keys flying across the room. "That's right." He breathes into her ear as he rubs his length against her pussy. "You talk a big game, but in reality you're just a slut who needs green dick inside her. Who owns you, little bitch?" He teases her with his cock and fingers.
“Sure, it's alright.” Celine reassured her. “I want to know more about you – anything you want to share?”
'About me? There's not much to tell really,' Alyndra said, 'Well, I'm looking for some people, but I'm not sure this bounty hunting business will bring me any closer to my goal.'
“We never know what life will bring us, but as long as we're alive there's hope. So don't give up – you never know when you'll get a lucky break.” Celine told her friend. “I'm sorry, that came off a lot more serious than I intended. Let's talk about something more lighthearted. Do you like flowers?” The elf asked, trying to get the redhead's mind off the serious stuff.
'Do I like flowers?' Alyndra giggled, 'Sure, roses and tulips and lilies and poppies and ,...' The redhead slowly drifted off to sleep as she named a long list of different flowers she liked.
So pretty... Was Celine's last coherent thought as she too slowly fell asleep. She moved around in the large bed to get more comfortable, somehow ending up with her face in Alyndra's bosom and a hand on the redhead's butt. The two young women fell asleep like that...
"Ohm..." She moans with pleasure, her body bucking at the stimulation. "Own?" She asks throatily. "Aren't you extravagating?"
"Oooh." Gih moaned as she began sucking his cock. Placing his hands on top of her head, the little goblin pats the barmaid like a good dog. And as he began recalling his first bounty. Gih could still remember it vividly, the old bounty hunter showing him the ropes. Their target was a bandit leader, who's been attacking the local merchant group's convoy. Gih's mentor managed to track her to her base, where they waited for the perfect moment to catch her alone. Of course, once the time was right, the old man sent Gih in alone. The little goblin sneaking to the bandit leader's side, where he immediately jerked off, due to his own aphrodisiac fluid's effect. He was lucky enough to actually get close enough to cum right on her, soaking her with his cum. It was easy enough to overpower her, as she began to masturbate due to her sudden arousal. Gih fucked her til she was exhausted, and when she was. They captured her for the reward. Once his flashback was over, Gih's meatpole was already leaking aphrodisiac laced precum inside of the barmaid's mouth.
The market stands were slowly started closing - there were food stands, clothing stands, jewellery stands. Behind, in the buildings, there were blacksmiths, armour and fashion shops.
As Gih's aphrodisiac laced cum started coating barmaid's throat, the woman quickened her moves. Steadily her ministrations became more enthusiastic, as her own excitement, in form of moans, juices leaking down her tights, erect nipples and heated up body showed itself. Her hand travelled between her legs, and she started enthusiastically fingering herself.
Deciding that she should take the opportunity, she'd take a look at the weapons and armor available, though it was unlikely she could afford anything special just yet.
As she entered the armour shop, the shopkeeper looked up. "Welcome, dear customer. Is there something you are searching?" He asked. The pirate lady noticed a man sitting not far from the entrance - a guard.
Seeing the local guard stare in her direction always had to make her a little tense when she was trying to keep a low profile, but she internally tried to make herself relax. She was neither known nor wanted in these parts. Odds were, he was on alert for pickpockets and thieves at this time of night....which did make her resolve not to try that directly in his line of sight. Besides. She still hadn't really seen what she would want yet. Turning her attention to the shopkeeper, she unfastened her saber and offered him a look. She had only really used it in a way that nobody should, but it would still be in mostly good attention. "I'm unsure. I was looking for an upgrade perhaps to something more balanced and faster. Just a price estimate before I decide. Or perhaps a dagger or two that can be hidden. I haven't really considered a change in attire. I'm not for heavy plate...my sizes don't really work well with it. Unless you happen to tailor clothes too, I'll seek elsewhere for that."
He takes a firm grip on his hair, before pulling her to him and kissing her possessively. "Do I look like I'm being extravagant, bitch? In this room, I own you." He slaps her ass several times to punctuate his words, teasing her harder. "You want this inside you? All you have to do is say the words."
"Hmm... leathers perhaps then? Leather boots could certainly offer better protection while allowing you to retain mobility. I assume you are keeping the cleavage as a distraction?" the shopkeeper asked.
"Ah!" Oriana gasped as Rogriss pulled her hair, but quickly started melting as his lips started dominating hers. "Do I look like I'm being extravagant, bitch?" "In-" Slap! "Ah!" Oraina gasped as Rogriss' hand fell on her ass. "this-" Slap! "Oh!" the barmaid arched her back as another slap landed on her ass. "room-" Slap! "Ahm!" she arched her back as another slap landed on her button. "I-" Slap! "Ah!" she gasped yet again as a sharp feeling spread on her asscheek. "own-" Slap! "Ih!" the woman's body jumped forward from the strength of the slap, but the man's hands held her hair firmly. "you." Slap! "Ah!" a throatily moan escaped her mouth. Her body shook from excitement, and for a moment she stayed silent, before speaking hotly. "In this room, you are this slut's master. In this room, you own this slave. As soon as I enter the room, I will strip to my heels, get on my knees and crawl like a good bitch." She moaned out hotly.
"Something along those lines would be nice. I'm still on a budget, so one thing at a time perhaps. Re balancing a blade for faster work. What's the estimate on that? More durability would be nice....I'll go with whichever is the cheaper option of the two. If I'm impressed with what I see, I'll be back to get more work done."
