Inik (1)

Kalia PoV

"I'll let her go in an hour again, Miss. C'mere you Elf whore..."

I shuddered as the muscular Hawkkin beside me wrapped her arm around my waist and held me tight, the ease at which she handled me making my cheeks darken with slight shame as I became conflicted.

Leaving Mother alone with someone new and potentially dangerous wasn't acceptable, both because her safety was at a potential risk, but also because I had promised to make sure she didn't do anything impulsive, and yet...

Memories of being made to cum over and over beneath this woman was muddling my mind, and the familiar scent of musky citrus that lingered in my nostrils from her body only further made it impossible to think, my womb pulsing demandingly while my body made it hard to pull away from her arms.

Mother and I exchanged a glance, before I was pulled away and led off towards the auction house that we had been looking at, breaking line of sight with her as Inik walked away.

Her pipe remained between her lips, and the puffs of scented smoke that she blew out mixed with her musk as she guided me away, all while her arm remained firmly around my waist.

The Hawkkin's red feathered wings folded behind her back, but she unfurled the one on my side to cover my back, allowing her to slip her hand into my dress and begin fingering me, an arrogant and lusty smirk appearing on her face as I stiffened beside her.

My eyes went from her face down to her crotch, and I gulped as I saw the obvious strain against her leather pants, the woman's cock hard as a rock and threatening to tear them open so that she could pound my pussy just like before.

"Y'know, it's been an interesting experience since I last tasted you, Elf. Between now and then, I bred a few of the Elves that I work with, the Elves that visit the auction house, hells, I even bred the Elven slaves that came in! And yet..."

Taking a puff from her pipe, Inik blew out a large cloud before pulling me into an alleyway, forcing me to look away from Mother again as I cast her a final glance, realizing that we were both far too horny to deny these women sex but still feeling slightly apprehensive to separate, and yet...

Squeezing my ass, Inik smirked down at me as she continued to speak, her brown eyes narrowed as she reminded me where I was currently, sending blood rushing towards my cheeks and ears in embarrassment, which only fueled her smirk.

"Despite getting to taste some wonderful, beautiful women, I found myself quite... annoyed with them. Some screamed just the right way when I fucked them, but they weren't thick enough for my tastes. Others were so damn curvy but were either already accustomed to being bred or had been broken... Each one I mated with felt like some third rate whore who wasn't worth the effort. They weren't curvy enough, weren't screaming enough, didn't have the looks..."

She listed a few things to me, each one making me blush harder as she guided me deeper into the alley, passing by a few other muscular women who just gave her a glance before looking away.

"Then I realized I was searching for other things as well... Darker skinned, soft hair, shorter then me by a lot... Each one I was looking for you. A Dark Elf with a fat ass, juicy tits and a voice that was like a virgins despite such obvious experience... I wanted you again, Elf. Wanted you laying in my bed with those pink eyes of yours staring up at me in fear as I fucked you like some common prostitute, despite you being worth more than some courtesans. Your Mother told me she was coming to Birchan eventually, and some digging on my own let me know that you finally arrived. I just didn't know where."

Opening a door, the Hawkkin led me inside the side of the auction house and guided me through the dim halls, the various rooms already occupied and... 'in use'.

Moans and screams filled the hall, and Inik chuckled darkly as she felt me flinch, one particular scream sound far too... real to be just play.

"Don't worry, my lovely Elf. Those that are screaming in this building deserve it. Criminals, the lot of 'em. Forwent their right to freedom after butchering innocents or plotting against the Queen. You needn't worry about them. They're getting their just desserts. Just like I plan on having my own dessert..."

She opened another door, pulling me into a simple room just like the one that we had used when we first met, closing the door behind herself and releasing me.

"Well, if it'll make you feel better, Elf, we can chat first. You seem rather on edge compared to before."

I blinked as the muscular, dominant woman swept past me and plopped onto the bed, her naked body on display as she stared at me with a neutral gaze, her pipe still in hand despite being inside.

My eyes lingered on the burly penis that stood tall and proud already, the heavy, plump balls beneath oozing her scent over the room alongside the smoke as she took another hit.

"Or you can get on your knees and suck my dick, whore. We don't have a lot of time, either of us. I have work to do, and you need to be sent back to your Mother, lest she sic that Captain on me. Or... her."

The Hawkkin smirked at me, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement as she watched me frown, the woman saying "Don't worry, I'm not suicidal. I might know who she is and 'what she's done', but it's simply not worth risking my life for something as stupid as Noble pettiness. That, I can swear on Areseta and Monetata."

I stared at her for a few moments, before blushing again at how her smirk widened as she watched my clothes drop to the ground, her cock throbbing at the sight as she rasped "Good slut... now get over here and put those lips to use, you dumb Elf."