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792051 No. 792051 ID: 67b7d6

Banned from the blue boards,
Too hot for /tg,
Allow me to present,
THE BRIDE MARKETS OF NYSAS!
Here girls from across the world come, some of their own free will, some to pay debts, and are sold to you loveley gentlemen as brides, slaves and concubines!
Some girls cost gold,
Some have set their own price,
Some are just looking for love!
Pick any woman that strikes your fancy and just name your price!
Expand all images
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No. 792052 ID: 67b7d6
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792052

First on the block are these delicious beauties!

Here we have a drow ex-priestess! She'll be going home with anyone willing to keep her safe from lolth and her minions!
"I need a hero..."
Next we have this adorable little wood elf maid! At only 18 years old, we can only guess how that gorgeous figure of hers will fill out over the centuries!
"Hi mister!"
Over here is a gorheous example of Eladrin nobility! Mommy didn't pay her debts, and now this sweet little virgin can be yours for the right price!
"I-don't talk about me like I'm p-property!"
Finally we have a high elven spinster. This beautiful Christmas cake is still as sweet as they come! All she wants is a handsome young man to keep warm at night!
"Ara ara! <3"

Gentlemen, place your bids! <3
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No. 792053 ID: 51649e

I bid one (1) godsglade oak sapling, carefully transplanted into this enchanted pot, for the drow to be delivered under the care of my order and gaze of our own goddess. Perhaps she shall find a new home and a new faith. And we'll have filled more diversity boxes when we have visitors during the fertility rights.

Welcome, it seems? If you plan to get really extra super hard saucy with this at some point, remember to use the spoiler tags and image function when you go beyond what some people might want to accidentally see while browsing, hey?
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No. 792054 ID: 027085

Hmm. these women are indeed very fine. But which one to pick... I ask that these ladies show us their various talents so that I may make a better choice. These may be sexual if that is what they wish to display for I and your fellow patrons.
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No. 792086 ID: 1226ae

>>792052
Dibs on the Eladrin! I offer a handful of oversized rough diamonds and the threat of doing generic barbarian things to those who outbid me.
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No. 792089 ID: e97f18

Raising the bid for the Eladrin, with title papers to several square kilometers of woodland glade, freshly liberated from a pack of trolls that had overrun it. Troll encampment already cleared away, trees untouched, ready for settlement.
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No. 792090 ID: 1226ae

>>792089
I bid the diamonds, AND the woodland glades, as soon as my horde finishes pillaging it.
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No. 792094 ID: e97f18

>>792090
The location is on the deed, which is not in your possession, and I dare say not even a barbarian would pick a fight while still inside these markets.

But the bids are made, and who is to say which will be prized more? A location suitable for many, or diamonds that might more directly pay off debts? Let us have the bids decide, and whoever finds theirs lacking may find another more interested in their offering.
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No. 792095 ID: 1226ae

>>792094
I'm not saying I'll attack you, I'm saying that as soon as I leave, I'll have my hordes of rampaging warriors loot and pillage your gladelands and build a settlement there, raising the value of the land with infrastructure and people!

Though of course, you are right.
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No. 792103 ID: 094652

I say we buy the Drow girl first, and anyone else we can afford!

Five Skaven Grimoires, to be returned to their rightful owners in exchange for their captive!

Also, I soaked the pages in nitroglycerin (I was going to keep the bound souls alive, but they control the contents of the book and scrawled as many brown notes as they could so screw it), stamped multiple pages with a Pleasure Chantment spell with Explosive Runes as the punchline, and hired a mercenary squad to raid the tunnels the moment they open the pages.

I like talking rats, but I'm not stupid. Skaven society teaches its children to backstab or die. And then the teachers kill the kids who don't learn this lesson fast enough. And then some of the smarter students, to keep their position from early graduates. And then a few more for snacks. I don't regret throwing five bombs into their city. As long as we can capture some baby Skaven, this investment will be worth it.

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No. 792106 ID: 595d54

I'll offer my slave, Kome. He doesn't need much food and sometimes he babbles but he's good for entertaining kids. Really, I don't need a girl in exchange, just take him off my hands.
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No. 792110 ID: 67b7d6

>>792095

Such lavish offers! I'm afraid I'm going to have to side with the barbarian gentleman, with his rippling muscles and bulging-*ahem!* that is to say, for the grasslands and diamonds she is yours milord!
"W-what?! You're handing me to this b-brute?!"
Yup! Happy deflowering milord! But you know, if it pleases you, you can take here right here while still surveying any other girls you wish to purchase!
I promise not to stare!
Much...
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No. 792112 ID: 67b7d6

>>792053

Sold! For one godsglade oak sapling! I hope you make good use of your purchase milord!
"As do I, master..."
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No. 792113 ID: 8d65de

3́ bo̧und ̧d҉e͏mon̸s̢ f̛o͞r ͜t̵h̵e̸ hi͠g̢h͟ èlf́ ̵m̴y ̧ma̢s͝t̵er̵ ̧lik͘es t͘o br̢e͢a̸k͠ ̶ţh̨e̸m͞.
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No. 792117 ID: 027085

My name is Harbard. I would like buy the High Elven Spinster. The nights are long and it's been many months without a woman to hold. For her price? I have this brass cauldron of brewing, as well as a scroll of summoning. The cauldron will magically brew the finest beer you have ever tasted upon command. And the scroll of summoning brings forth 9 Succubi and 9 Incubui. They are yours for the high elf.
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No. 792119 ID: fee32f

CAN THE CHRISTMAS CAKE MAKE TOASTIES?!?
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No. 792120 ID: 3abd97

I'll trade you a fistful of candy bars for one of those fine houseplants in the foreground.
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No. 792121 ID: 8d65de

>>792117
H̤̯̲̟ÁH̘̠̯͇͍̼A̘͙̺͕H̸̗A̭̜ ͔̺̙T͚̖̟H̱̜̫͕̀Ę̯̖̞̭̮̝ ̫̟̩̗̺̹̪R̡I͠N̬̥͈͈͔͖̺͝G̭̮̠͉̼͜ ̦̻͉͔O̘̙͍F̪̯̰͔̳ ̱K̹̳̜̳̳̟̕ĮN̮͙̣̠͎̫̰͠G̭ ̟̮̺SO̯͇͔̞̭̝̦͡L̡̤O̷̻̹͈M̤̪A̵̹͙͈͈N̕ ̣̥͚̩̮A̝͖̲̖̭̭͜S̼̫̞̱̗ͅ ̙͚̻͚͎͔̻͞W̙E̱̠̝L̨̟̜̬̝L̘̭̟͚̘̘̕
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No. 792123 ID: 027085

>>792121
Very well, then I also offer 8 Golden arm bands of Draupnir. Give these to your body guards and they will find themselves stronger than 10 giants.
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No. 792127 ID: c31aac

>>792052
Buy the noble and force her to fund your kickstarter while you watch
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No. 792128 ID: 9c842e

Hello, I am a homosexual butcherman. Do you perchance have any men for sale? I would offer to purchase the women, but I have no use for them outside of grinding them down for sausage. Seeing as I have plenty of sausage at the moment, I do not think it wise to invest my coinage in these harlots. Muscular men would be preferred. Twinks and/or traps will either be ground down into sausage or sent to the gladiator pits until they have become big beefy strongmen.

Pls respond.
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No. 792129 ID: 094652

>>792106
*56 loaded flintlock pistols later*
Hm? Ah, damnit, someone outbid me on the drow girl. Okay fine. I'll bid... whatever this guy who tried to enslave me had on him, for the elven spinster. Oh hey look, he had a Precursor Jet Engine in his caravan. Give me a few seconds to... AHA! 96% power, that's enough to fly a NASA shuttle around the edge of the galaxy five revolutions!

595d54: Hey idiot, next time you open fire on a heavily armored target, make sure to save some ammo for when they -
*2 flintlock pistols and a stab to the brain later*
Huh. So that's why my fortune cookie said "Today, bring a rapier to a shield fight".
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No. 792135 ID: 027085

>>792129
Not to cause you alarm, but if you are sold into this place I have a feeling that this gentleman, >>792128, might be looking your way.

And since you have put another bid for the woman I and this hooded fellow are bidding for, I'll add in this rune amulet of teleportation.
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No. 792136 ID: 638191

do you got anyone that isn't an elf?
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No. 792138 ID: 48237d

>>792135
Six cooper coins for Kome. My guild is forming an adventurers party in which my rival is going to participate, so I will offer him as their experient leader.
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No. 792141 ID: 0c367f

>>792052
Greetings, Market Mistress. The Bloodhoof tribe is running extremely low on females, as our settlement was ambushed while I and the other soldiers were raiding a goblin encampment.

In light of this terrible tragedy, I need a new mate; every proper chieftain needs a bride, after all, and mine was killed in the ambush. All the females of age have already been claimed within the tribe. I will have to settle for one of these mistresses, and it seems that the wood elf maid will do nicely.

I can offer, in return, three unicorn horns, in perfect condition and not yet used. If that small fortune is not enough for the maid, I can also offer several of the goblin... 'women' we captured on our raids. I know some sick bastards would enjoy owning mongrels, even if that thought is disgusting to me.
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No. 792156 ID: 67b7d6
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792156

>>792135

My oh my sir! Such a fortune! She is yours!
"I'm honored to belong to such a wealthy young man! I hope I can be an adequate addition to such valuable objects <3"
Well said!
But milord I feel as though I'm robbing you at such a price! Let me throw these little toys into the deal, on the house!
"Greetings master"
"How may I serve you?"
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No. 792159 ID: 67b7d6

>>792141

Sold! Um, you can keep the "women" sir, we're a little overstocked anyway.
"Golly! You're a big one aren't you master?"
Speaking of which, I hope her hips are wide eenough to, heh, "accommodate" you sir!
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No. 792161 ID: 027085

>>792156
Much obliged.

Come my lovelies, it has been long months on the road and I would know the pleasures of your bodies...
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No. 792162 ID: 8d65de

>>792156
Òut ̛b͘id̵ a p͜it͘y ͝send̨ óu̵t̛ ́the ̧ņe͜xt̛ ro͝und ̶of s͜la͟v̨e͡s͝!̸
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No. 792164 ID: 595d54

>>792120
Actually, you know what, I need to redecorate too. I'll give you five ACTUAL full-sized Snickers for the houseplants, not the fun-size shit. Almond flavor, too, if you prefer those.
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No. 792165 ID: 094652

Ugh, trading freedom for service looks better on paper. We'll continue with these auctions later, I need a soda.
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No. 792166 ID: 67b7d6

>>792164

Sir say no more they're yours. No in fact I feel that I am robbing you.
Ask for more.
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No. 792167 ID: 595d54

>>792166
I'll take some of the lamps, too, then, they look pretty.
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No. 792168 ID: 67b7d6

>>792161

Feel free to make use of our facilities sir! We have a lovely bedroom with baths and a view of the auction, in case you need more company <3
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No. 792169 ID: 67b7d6

>>792161

Feel free to make use of our facilities sir! We have a lovely bedroom with baths and a view of the auction, in case you need more company <3
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No. 792170 ID: 67b7d6

>>792161

Feel free to make use of our facilities sir! We have a lovely bedroom with baths and a view of the auction, in case you need more company <3
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No. 792173 ID: 67b7d6

>>792167

Sold. Want any bitches? We have more bitches than lamps.
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No. 792178 ID: 595d54

>>792173
Not really. My wife wanted me to get some decorations for the house and I figured this was the place for wife stuff. She should be satisfied with the plants and lamps, they'll really brighten up the place. Thanks, kind sir! See you 'nother time.
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No. 792179 ID: 67b7d6
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792179

>>792162

Right you are, um, sir?

Here we have a delightful pair of southern courtesans!
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No. 792183 ID: 67b7d6

>>792178

I'm a woman, but no problem sir! Bring the wife next time!
Wife stuff huh?
We should expand our range...
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No. 792187 ID: 094652

Which... movie does this scene come from?

I'd like the contract for the one on the right. Let's see... I have this arcane pistol and some mana pellets, got them from a few expeditions I invested heavily in. The pellets are designed to return to the pistol when fired, so you can inscribe a spell on the pellets and fire it over and over. Not as useful as your guards' plasma shotguns, but you'll never want for trick ammo. Here, I can give you a demonstration.

*Shoots the chains off the centaur chieftain's goblin slaves. The chains disintegrate without any harm to the flesh of the slaves.*

Any questions?
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No. 792188 ID: 6a6f7b

>>792051
Any woman who strikes my fancy? Well then...

> https://tgchan.org/kusaba/quest/src/149100195639.jpg

I do believe I'd like to bid on the lovely marketeer. I can offer five suits of masterwork dragonscale armor, fashioned from a traitor that tried to steal from my horde. I'll throw in a pair of dragontooth daggers, as well; I want no part of him around.

I have an eye for treasures, and I do believe you might be the most precious I have ever laid eyes upon. And it has been a while since I have tried to see if someone can...accommodate me; I have grown in the years since then.
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No. 792189 ID: 67b7d6

>>792187

Mo-vie sir?
Oh my! We have a deal milord! Come on cowtits! Come to your master!
"Y-you're seperating us?!"
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No. 792191 ID: 6a6f7b

>>792188
"hoard", even. Infernal phone. Next it'll think I merely want to be "ducking" her.
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No. 792193 ID: 67b7d6
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792193

>>792136

You bet your codpiece we do! She human enough for ya?
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No. 792196 ID: 48237d

For the lovely blue hair lady I offer the The Amulet of Eldritch Blood, the most valuable artifacts ever created by the Guild of Aruamore.

I would also update my offer on Kome: I though I had six coper coins but one of them was a button. So I'm offering only five coper for him.
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No. 792197 ID: 67b7d6
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792197

>>792188

M-me?!
I-
Wow
No one's ever asked to buy me m-milord!
And for such wealth! But lord, if half the legends I've heard of your...armament are even remotely true then your vast wealth would be wasted on one as small as-
"SOLD!"
S-sister?!
"Sorry sis, we can't turn down a price like that!"
But he's so-!
"Pfft! You've always liked the big ones! How large can he be?"
...
Promise to visit?
"Nope! Enjoy your new toy sir!"
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No. 792198 ID: 67b7d6

>>792196

You may have Korn with my blessing lord, but I've heard stories of your.. endowment, and to put it bluntly she's a tight one! Are you sure you want her?
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No. 792201 ID: 0c367f

>>792187
Insolent whelp, one does not vandalize the property of a noble chieftain!

You're lucky I dare not enter combat in front of my new beautiful maiden. Otherwise, I would gladly take your head as trophy.

If you dare to cross me again, your entire lineage shall be made mortal enemies of the Bloodhooves.

>>792159
Oh, yes, I nearly forget; do you have anything that could help in that department?
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No. 792203 ID: 595d54

>>792198
I think that guy means Kome.

The one who posted these:
>>792129
>>792103
>>792187
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No. 792204 ID: 67b7d6

>>792203

So did I!
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No. 792205 ID: 638191

>>792193
I meant something more ...beastly if you know what I mean
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No. 792206 ID: 094652

>>792189
Thank you, here's your gun.

To slave: Bird in the hand, kid. And I don't even want to TOUCH the bush, it's been places. Look, we'll stay long enough to see who gets your sister, then I'll get his contact information so you can look for her later.

But right now, you work for me. So, what's your name?
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No. 792207 ID: 67b7d6

>>792201

Hmmm. Determination? A good strong opening thrust? Failing that we have a lovely selection of handcuffs to use until she learns to appreciate you!
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No. 792208 ID: 48237d

>>792198
I'm sure we will find a way arround this problem, after all I'm nothing if not resourceful. Beside, the more noise she make the more my peers will envy me.

Also I'm willing to offer one whole silver for Kome.
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No. 792209 ID: 67b7d6

>>792205

Ooh! How beastly?
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No. 792211 ID: 638191

>>792209
have you ever heard of a sergal?
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No. 792212 ID: 6a6f7b

>>792197
>How large can he be?

I can see from your phrasing that you haven't heard the better half of the legends: when it comes to dragons, the question is not just one of size, but number. If you have a soundproofed room on the premises that I can borrow, then you are welcome to come and watch us if you wish to see how large they can be.
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No. 792213 ID: 67b7d6

>>792208

In my experience lord, the best way out is through! And you'll have no problems with lack of noise, she's quite the screamer! Try her out if you don't believe me!

I think you'll have to talk to Kome about that
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No. 792214 ID: 67b7d6

>>792206

Thank you lord! I'm afraid my sister just got sold, so I'll take that off your hands.

"T-Titania, l-lord..."
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No. 792215 ID: 4052ac

>>792211

...We have our limits sir...
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No. 792216 ID: 094af7

>>792197
>>792212
What is your name, lovely one, that I may know what I shall be calling out later if you are as skilled and as tight as you are beautiful?
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No. 792217 ID: 638191

>>792215
hahha get fucked I am now reporting you to the abolitionists
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No. 792218 ID: 4052ac
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792218

>>792212

T-they?!
"Sister I'm scared!"
Silence slave! Um. Sir I- that is- I'm sure we have a room that fits your request but- I-....
How Many are you talking about...Milord?
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No. 792219 ID: 0d1514
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792219

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No. 792221 ID: 4052ac

>>792216

"C-Ca-Cassandra s-si- m-master!" *gulp*
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No. 792223 ID: e25dd8

>>792215
Limits? You mean as in no more than two per customer? I'll trade my wife and three fine milking goats for two strong sergal ladies.
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No. 792231 ID: 0c367f

>>792207
Excuse me? You don't mean... I'll assume I'm misunderstanding me, because it sounds like what your proposing goes against every law of nature and any amount of common sense.

As you said, I fear her hips may not be wide enough; my flank may be too wide and taut for her to properly ride upon my glorious back. Handcuffs would likely just make the whole situation even more uncomfortable for both of us.

And opening my gallop with a 'thrust' would likely just throw her off. That's... absurd advice. I would want to start off slow, so she can maintain her balance, if anything.

I suppose I'll have to go elsewhere to obtain some supplies so she may properly sit upon my noble back. Good luck with your endeavors.
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No. 792236 ID: 094652

>>792223
...

Screw it, I don't want to wait here any longer.

I'll bid this mastercrafted Vestal armor for the blue-haired slave. It saved her life on many occasions, until the day she was impaled in the head by an eldritch tentacle. I also have this blessed twig that has grown from the center of an ancient chapel (they shot it with healing magics and church-approved experimental technology until it got all glowy) that causes the wielder to emit "healing radiation" whenever they are properly healed, which can be tuned accordingly so it heals allies and does diddly squat to everyone else.

Please just sell me the girl's contract so I can leave.
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No. 792240 ID: 4052ac
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792240

>>792236

Sold! I apologize for the wait sir, here! Let me make it up to you!
Take your pick.
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No. 792243 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792218
slowly brushes a clawed finger down Cassandra's front side, careful not to scratch, stopping just before reaching the slight bit of cloth preserving her modesty

reaches out the same hand, slowly brushes a second finger down her back, passing slowly over a partially exposed cheek to the top of her thigh

holds both fingers up, with a smile that shows many teeth and the slightest hint of a long, curled tongue
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No. 792244 ID: 3abd97

>>792240
Oh hey, more potted plants!

I got outbid on the last set, I'll offer you this vintage collection of snapple caps for these ones.
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No. 792245 ID: 4052ac

>>792243

"S-sister?!"
Quiet you! *takes the draconic gentleman's arm*
Let's see about finding you that room shall we lord?
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No. 792246 ID: 4052ac
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792246

>>792244

Sold! I'm prepared for you this time, care to browse our selection?
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No. 792248 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792245
kneels down and scoops up Cassandra in his arms, one behind her back and the other underneath her thighs

Lead the way, miss.

His tongue darts out in Cassandra's direction a few times, as though picking up something from the air around her. A hint of fear, perhaps, or perhaps something else...
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No. 792250 ID: 4052ac

>>792248

*Takes the dragon by the front of his belt upstairs, putting a deliberate swing in her hips as she walks ahead*
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No. 792251 ID: 4875a7

Still seeking men if you have them.
Pls respond.(´・ω・`)
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No. 792255 ID: 2ce54d

>>792246
I'll give 2 copper for the fern and moss arrangement at the bottom left!
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No. 792256 ID: 4052ac
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792256

Elva? Take care of business while I watch this gentleman prove his claims!
"Yes milady!"
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No. 792257 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792250
follows her up the stairs, nips playfully at the air just short of her back, and wonders just how far she plans to go on the spectrum from quest to RP
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No. 792258 ID: 4052ac

>>792257

*Shuts the door behind her* I hope the bed is big enough lord...

(How do you spoiler text)
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No. 792260 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792258
open square bracket, spoiler, close square bracket ; see https://tgchan.org/kusaba/news.php?p=faq for other formatting
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No. 792262 ID: 094652

>>792240
Okay great yeah thanks alright you two >>792179
we're leaving now bye... Oh, you were going to give me one of these girls >>792240 as a gift? Right, I would pick the red-haired one.

Okay, I'll make this simple: I own your contracts. You get wages, you get choices, you get free room and board, and you even get salvage rights. The main thing is, I decide when you can leave my command. Pay me enough, and I'll tear up your slave contracts. First up, let's pack up this caravan and leave.

Oh, and everyone? It's almost April 1st. Be VERY careful about any bids you place.

*Leaves with girls*
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No. 792281 ID: d8f4d2
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792281

Alright, I heard there was some interest in horticulture around these parts. Well, this here is a wagon loaded with three hundred, one-stone bags of high quality loam, and a bunch of other gardening tools. I don't know what all this stuff is, but a bunch of farmers seemed to think it was useful for gardening and farming.

Dang dirt farmers had no money to pay me for a drought-breaking spell, gave me the most precious things they had when I called up a storm for them. Can I trade this for something useful here or should I keep moving?
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No. 792282 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792258
"Looks more than accommodating for two, or more, and the pillows are a nice touch to lean back against."

"Stay as long as you like, miss...I don't think I caught your name, actually. I don't mind an audience, as long as Cassandra doesn't."

sets Cassandra down on the edge of the bed, and stands in front of her

slowly takes off a cloth tunic and drops it to the floor, exposing light blue scales, and the tops of a pair of buttoned breeches, through which a pair of bulges can be seen in the fabric, one above the other.

"I have a pair of presents for you, Cassandra, if you would like to help me unwrap them. I just know you'll find a good home for both of them."
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No. 792285 ID: 027085

>>792282 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nSKkwzwdW4 we are starting to hit very weird territories here...
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No. 792288 ID: 8ad7b6

>>792285
Yeah, a bit. Haven't seen a quest like this before, which seems more like a set of concurrent RP sessions with a very loose framing device connecting them. People seem to be playing it that way, but it's not clear how far the QM wants to take each such interaction before fading off and moving on to the next. Hesitant to take it further without some explicit confirmation, hence the spoiler tags.
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No. 792292 ID: 87b25e

>>792281
Do you mean staight loam or a loam leaning soil mix. Straight loam isn't much use to me, unless its mixed in with the proper proportions of silt and the clay for potting.

Do you at least have a good quality pick mattock, one with a handle length that is actually suited for someone 6 feet tall instead of all these short handled ones you get now?
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No. 792293 ID: 4052ac

>>792282

Cassandra stares in slackjawed amazement, eyes wide and chest heaving.
"My name is Delilah milord," says the sister, "Cassandra! Answer your owner!"
Cassandra stares at the twin bulges, one of her hands half extends, "H-how,how b-big?"

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No. 792296 ID: 1e54c4

>>792293
You may call me Zyddros, then, Delilah. And I'd hate to spoil a first-hand impression for you, Cassandra. But if you would like to see them at their full size, perhaps you'd like to go first, and give us a little show?

Behind Cassandra's back, where Delilah can see, he gestures to indicate an average length, but a girth large enough that Cassandra's modest hand would only grasp a little more than halfway around. He then returns his undivided attention to Cassandra.

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No. 792305 ID: 4052ac

>>792296

Delilah's jaw drops, then she claps a hand over her mouth, uncrossing her legs as she comes forward and starts peeling Cassandra's clothes off.
Cassandra starts helping out of habit, eyes fearful, wide and fixed on his groin.
Finally she sits naked, breasts bouncing slowly as she pants.
Delilah steps behind him, reaching around, breasts dragging against his back as she barely forces her hands to meet on his top trouser button.
She slowly starts unbuttoning.

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No. 792310 ID: d8f4d2

>>792292
It's bags of dirt, the dirt is a dark brown colour. I don't know farming. What I know about plants is mostly carnivorous plants, poisonous plants, violent plants, useful rope substitutes and shelter material plants, and basic wilderness survival foraging.

Mattocks are these weird sorta looks like a pickaxe things, right? They got bronze ones, most of the tools are bronze, but some is iron. If you don't like the length of the shaft you can always replace it with another stick, can't you?
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No. 792314 ID: 1e54c4

>>792305
With the sight of Cassandra in front of him, and the feel of Delilah against his back, his breeches become uncomfortably tight. Nimble fingers just manage to unbutton them, revealing twin shafts, stacked one above the other, leading back to a set of soft scales that have shifted aside.

He resists the urge to move closer to Cassandra too quickly. Instead, he tastes the air, to see if her reactions to him have grown warmer to him, and leaves his tongue extended a moment longer than necessary, as a silent invitation to an alternative.

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No. 792315 ID: 1e54c4

>>792314
(Despite the date, managed to resist the urge to reveal twin coiled-snake springs like the kind that jump out of prank cans. But it was a close thing.)
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No. 792333 ID: 4052ac

>>792314

Cassandra lets out a cry of shock, staring with no small amount of panic in her eyes as her free hand slowly, slowly reaches out and, hesitantly closes on the upper shaft, her fingers barely fitting halfway around the colossal prong.
Delilah steps around and grips the lower shaft with both hands, each six or seven inches apart.
She gasps softly as she starts stroking. "Gods they're the biggest I've ever seen! How many inches lord?"

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No. 792334 ID: 4052ac
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792334

Anyway, while the mistress entertains her company, please direct your eyes to the block for the next round of bidding!
First up is this blonde bombshell! Feast your eyes gentlemen; this magnificent set of tits and ass is one hundred percent natural! You're looking at a teen who can put her ankles behind her head!
Next to her is her tight, lithe little sister. This never-been-kissed tart is just waiting for some big strong man to fuck the slut into her head!
After her is an amazon princess! Believe me when I tell you that her body is rivalled only by her stamina!
In the fourth place we have a beastkin thief. You're going to want to keep this slut tied up until you've broken her in, but she's into that!
Lastly is a spoiled little heiress. All she needs is a big strong man to plough her until she realizes how little she's worth without mummy's money!
Gentlemen, grab a serving girl or three and make your bids!
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No. 792343 ID: 225aa6

Hmm, the beastkin needs a firm disciplinary hand. I will offer 20 pounds of fine silk from the nest of a Purple Worm. I presume you will have her fitted with a collar as well. I won't have her looking like a stray mongrel.
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No. 792344 ID: 2ce54d

too bad, too bad. Sorry if I'm a bit picky but any old tools and soil wont do for me.

I have yet to receive word on my offer for a potted plant and your stock sounds much more interesting now. You say carnivorous plants, that's more exotic than I've ever seen around here. An adaption to wet and nitrogen deprived lands, boglands if I remember correctly.

What manner of carnivorous plants do you carry, and where did you find such plants?
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No. 792346 ID: 67b7d6

>>792343

We'll have a collar picked out immediately milord! Along with an appropriate leash.
In the meantime I reccomend you start breaking her in while ypu examine the rest of our stock.
Discipline should start early.
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No. 792361 ID: 225aa6

It is a pleasure doing business with you. Now you, since it is clear you cannot live like a civilized person you will be treated as a beast, and a beast shouldn't stand upright unless it's performing. Now lets see you down at your master's heal.
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No. 792386 ID: da9c3d

>>792333
His eyes go wide as Delilah unexpectedly joins in. "And here I thought you were just here for a show, not...mmm...audience participation? Just what have I done to earn such a privilege?"

> She gasps softly as she starts stroking. "Gods they're the biggest I've ever seen! How many inches lord?"

A shiver runs through him at the motion, and again at her emphatic declaration.

"7 long, but about 10 around. Or a little over 3 across, if you prefer. It is nice to be...mmm...appreciated. I've found myself knocking on a few doors, but being turned away at the entryway and left out in the cold. And even when one finds a warm home to stretch out in, well, the other finds himself unwelcome next door. Seeing Cassandra here, well, something gave me--ah--hope to try one last time."

Seeing that Cassandra has yet to move from her initial grip, and tasting that her fear has not yet given sufficiently over to anticipation, he slowly kneels down to give her something else to think about, moving slowly so as not to detach from Delilah's careful ministrations. His long muzzle stops level with her chest. Extending a long tongue, he laps gently between her mounds, before gliding fully around one, wrapped tightly around its base while allowing the tip to scale the peak to its pointed summit.

He slowly brushes one finger against the inside of her thighs, stopping just short of where they join, as though awaiting her invitation to feel for her response.

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No. 792416 ID: 027085

Harbard Stretches as he comes out of his room. A large smile on his face. For him it had been much longer in the room, around 20 hours or so, a scroll of slow time made his time much more enjoyable. He signals a serving girl for ale and tips her well, then walks over to the bidding circle.

Ahhh... that was wonderful, they had wonderful stamina. But Alas I am not satisfied. My lovelies are currently recuperating. I suspect they will be asleep for quite a while. Let's see what else we have...

Harbard's eyes alight on the amazon woman and his face splits into a smile

What a woman...

His eyes then shift to the youngest and his eyes widen, then his face becomes something of distaste.

H- how old is she? She looks looks barely out of childhood...

Harbard's eye brows knit together trying to figure out their worth

Alright here's is my offer. I will buy the Amazon Woman and the Young girl, I have this, fine golden hairs of The Gullinbursti boar, able to shine light even in the darkest blackness. I will also wager as this Golden Apple of Youth, any crone who bites into this apple will find herself restored to the beauty and vitality of her younger years. And finally this bottle of milk from the Adumla Cow. In men it strengthens the body, and makes them ten times more virile and spry. In women in does all of that as well, but it has a... Lactative side effect.
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No. 792466 ID: 67b7d6

>>792416

Excellent taste lord! The young one is a month past eighteen.
Girls? Come meet your owner!
Amazon: "Well? What are you waiting for? To bed!"
Young one: "Y-yeah..."
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No. 792468 ID: 67b7d6

>>792361

"I-No! I won't I-....yes....sir...:
Oh sir! You have such a way with beasts.
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No. 792472 ID: 027085

>>792466
Mmm. I like your enthusiasm, my dear. One moment however.

Harbard turns to the young heiress

I must admit I'm at a loss as to what to do with you. Part of the appeal for me is knowing the girl wants me as well. And your body language shows nothing but uncomfort. And on top of this you are a bit young. If you want you may join us. If not then you may take this bag of gold and gems and a spare set of clothes be on your way home to your mother.

Harbard leans in close to whisper in her ear

If you choose to return home, I would quickly try to come into your fortune as soon as possible and be revenged on the mother that forced you into this. But if you choose to join us, there will be rewards beyond what you could gain from your family. I can show you adventures and treasures beyond what your mind can dream of.

Taking the amazon by the hand, Harbard leads her back into the room of slow time, but leaves the door open just a crack, should the heiress choose to join.
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No. 792478 ID: 67b7d6

>>792472

The heiress stands alone for a little while, looking at the bag. She takes out the clothes and looks at them.
She shakes the bag of coin.
She casts the clothes to the ground and walks into the room of slow time.
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No. 792494 ID: 67b7d6

>>792486

Welp I fucked that up
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No. 792496 ID: 67b7d6

>>792495

How?
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No. 792500 ID: 67b7d6

>>792386

"Please lord, don't consider me a mere observer, think of me,"she starts twisting her hands as she works, "as a stagehand."
Her eyes widen at his tale.
"You poor man! Such gifts to give and none brave enough to receive them!" She gives him a sympathetic squeeze, lowering herself to her knees as he does. "Well, no matter! Cassandra is your slave now, to do with as you please, when you please!"
Cassandra's hand slowly moves up and down on the upper shaft as she shakes her head in disbelief. "So...Thick!"
Her eyes roll back in her head as his tongue embraces her massive tit, letting out soft cries and moans, then throwing her head back as he reaches the peak.

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No. 792511 ID: 50b512

>>792500
Emboldened by Delilah's words, and more so by Cassandra's growing arousal and gently moving hand, he parts her thighs slightly with his finger, and trails down lightly across her lower lips. His tongue uncoils slightly from the large globe it had bound, and rewraps itself close to one peak, with its tip darting across to tease and savor the other. He leans closer, following the path of his tongue, and nips once at her aroused teat, careful to only brush past with the edge of his teeth.

His thumb brushes against the top of her lower lips, seeking her most sensitive point, and he dips one finger a few inches inside, curling it back towards himself to press against her inner walls, as though searching for something.

Without lowering his head, he allows his thin tongue to join his finger, probing deeply along one side, stopping when he reaches resistance, returning along the other side, and allowing the tip of the now-doubled-back tongue to exit and reach the point exposed by his thumb.

Pressing his lips against the base of his tongue, he begins to hum.

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No. 792517 ID: e97f18

>>792334
A shorter, broadly built man walks up, walking with a hardwood walking stick. The stick is taller than he is, and polished to a shine; it's pointed on the end, as though it doubles as a weapon or implement.

He looks at the blonde on the end, sizing her up, and seems to come to a decision. Turning to Elva, he asks, "Is the flexible blonde available for, ah, permanent positions? I can offer this chest full of assorted jewelery and accessories."
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No. 792527 ID: e97f18

>>792334
>>792517
While he waits, he scopes out the walls nearby, and finds one that looks fairly dented already, as though used for some other activity in the past. He stabs his walking stick into the wall, at about head height, and then gestures for the blonde to come closer. "Oi, a bit of a test beforehand then, shall we? Can you put the back of your neck on one side of this, and put your knees over it at the same time?"
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No. 792551 ID: 67b7d6
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792551

>>792527

I can try!
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No. 792561 ID: 225aa6

Squatting down he rubbed the head of the Beastgirl. "Glad to see her obey, but I can't overlook the hesitation or you speaking the word no to me." Pulling her over his knee he began to slap her ass right there in front of the other customers, the employees, and the other merchandise.

After a dozen quick strikes he removed his hand and surveyed the reddened ass. His hand returned to her head patting it soothingly as he allowed her the chance to recover from the ordeal. "There there, it is forgiven now. Bear your punishment and learn from it, and you will always be well cared for as my pet."
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No. 792565 ID: 67b7d6

>>792561

My! You're good at that lord!
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No. 792568 ID: e97f18

>>792551
He watches intently, prepared to catch her if she falls, but otherwise not interfering.

"In case it wasn't clear, legs go behind the shoulders. Feel free to hold your arms straight to grab the pole, to hold yourself up until you can get the pole behind your knees."
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No. 792578 ID: 67b7d6

>>792568

"Like-owch- like this mister? Man, my tits must look fantastic from this angle! Anyone got a mirror?"
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No. 792580 ID: 67b7d6

>>792511

Cassandra writhes, grabbing his organ with both hands as his tongue shifts.
Her thighs clamp down on his roaming hand, but fall open, quivering as he crooks his finger.
As he nips at her and his tongue slides south she grits her teeth and squeezes his rod, clinging to it like a life rope.
Delilah lets go only to remove the curtain she calls clothing, then slides underneath him on her back.
From her position she grabs the lower shaft and starts jacking it with both hands, craning her neck to slobber on the tip.

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No. 792584 ID: 91cfcf

Hey boys I heard this was the right place to go if I wanted some big stiff wood in my life.



Is the guy selling trees and soil and stuff still around?
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No. 792592 ID: e97f18

>>792578
"Yes, that's it exactly!"

He flags down one of the serving­­­­­ ­girls, and asks her to bring a large mirror. And in the meantime, he leans down between her now­ spread legs, and takes a close look.

"Miss? What do you think of my offer?"
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No. 792594 ID: 67b7d6

>>792592

"Goddamn!... I would fuck me so hard right now." She twerks briefly. "Enjoying the view sir? I'm sorry but I dunno about your offer; I prefer taller guys, hung, chiselled, ya know?"
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No. 792597 ID: e97f18

>>792594
Enjoying it immensely. And no offense, but I was asking miss Elva. Unless you're one of those that's here voluntarily, and you're the one who makes the call on the offer?
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No. 792600 ID: 67b7d6

>>792597

She lets go with her hands so she can swing upside down and look him in the eye. "Volunteered I'm afraid. And besides; I ain't going home with anyone who doesn't buy my sister! Want to motorboat me though?:
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No. 792605 ID: 780f00

I discreetly set fire to the bride market and leave to observe from a distance.
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No. 792606 ID: 91cfcf

>>792605
Shit, pal, you couldn't have let me get my trees first? I really needed a ficus to round out the place.
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No. 792608 ID: 67b7d6
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792608

>>792605

Damnit! A fire in the elf quarters! Girls! To the baths!
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No. 792609 ID: 91cfcf

>>792605
>>792608
Okay, pal, if we're gonna do this we've got to commit, we can't pussy out because of a pool. We need to go to the fish market quick and get us some live leeches, maybe some piranhas if they've got any.
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No. 792610 ID: 67b7d6

>>792609

"Arsonists! Help! Someone help!"
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No. 792612 ID: b8f155
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792612

Despite the retreat to the baths, the slave market continues to burn. Acrid black smoke bellows high into the sky, thick enough to be seen from every side of Nysas. Children stop playing in the street and weep in terror. Nearby business owners hurriedly pack their precious belongings in order to escape while they still have the chance. The scent of charred wood and whore perfume fills the air.

>>792609
>leeches and piranhas at a fish market
It's okay, I have a bucket of lampreys at home, if it comes to that, but in the meantime, seal all the entrances. Even baths can only protect you so much from searing flames and collapsing ceilings.

>>792606
Run fast.
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No. 792613 ID: 91cfcf

>>792612
I don't think stone burns well. Hurry up and get the lampreys, I'll block off the exits.
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No. 792614 ID: e442b6

>>792580
With his focus on Cassandra, Zyddros jumps a bit as a hot sensation flows over his lower shaft; his hum into Cassandra's sex turns into a moan, and a small amount of his own lubrication joins Delilah's.

He moves his hands under Cassandra's taut rump, arms underneath Cassandra's legs, and raises her closer to his mouth, feeling that she has more than enough of a grip to maintain her balance. He redoubles the motion and vibration of his tongue looped through her moist folds, intent on getting her off at least once before attempting to go further.

Making eye contact with Delilah, he motions toward the bed, wanting to move Cassandra on top for any attempt at penetration. Standing up slowly from his kneeling position, to avoid leaving Delilah behind any sooner than necessary, he lifts Cassandra off the bed entirely, and takes a seat himself, putting his legs up and leaning back against the mound of pillows, Cassandra's handhold shifting to point upwards as he does.

He supports Cassandra there, far enough above his lower shaft to give Delilah a chance to finish her preparations, and continues to taste the sweet nectar from her sex so she'll be as ready as possible.

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No. 792617 ID: e97f18

>>792600
"If you're here voluntarily, then I'm afraid you probably wouldn't be the right choice for my needs anyway. But if you'd like to go back to your earlier position, you'd be at just the right height me to, ah, 'get a few licks in'."

Smelling a hint of smoke, he turns to her apologetically. "Hold that thought a moment."

He grabs a nearby bucket, and runs to the pools. Scooping up a full bucket of water, he heads for the source of the smoke. It appears that someone set a small trash fire and that caught a green ficus, burning with heavy smoke. Dousing both in water to extinguish the flames, he heads back downstairs to sound the all­clear.
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No. 792618 ID: e97f18

>>792617
"Now then, miss Yang, where were we? I do believe we were about to speak of...linguistics?"

"Unless, of course, you or your sister might be interested in mounting this pole in another way, hmmm? But somehow I doubt that would be to your interests."
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No. 792620 ID: 67b7d6

>>792614

The moment his humming becomes a moan Cassandra cums, hard. Her body shakes, her eyes roll back in her head and softly, oh so softly, she stammers out his name, hands gripping his prick like a vice.
Her orgasm only intensifies as he lifts her, shuddering as scales scrape her ass.
Delilah nods up at him and follows, keeping at least one hand on him at all times.
Cassandra moans, eyes shut, drooling slightly, naming Gods under her breath as her owner prepares her.
Delilah drops to her knees in front of him, taking his lower tool in both hands and pausing long enough to fill her mouth with saliva and spread it over his cockhead.
Lubricating her hands with this, she starts jacking him off as hard as she can, hands flying up and down his slippery pole as she slobbers on the head, valiantly trying to force it into her mouth, to no avail.
She gazes up at him with wide eyes as she works.

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No. 792622 ID: 67b7d6

>>792618

"Gosh...well... Fuck. I don't see how I can say no to an offer like that! Let me get back on that pole for ya!"
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No. 792626 ID: e97f18

>>792622
"At your service."

He pulls a pair of short straps out of his pocket, and holds them up in front of her. "If you would like, I'd be happy to help you hold your ankles to your thighs, allowing you to rest more easily, so you don't risk slipping off and falling when, say, all your muscles suddenly relax at once. Your choice."
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No. 792630 ID: 67b7d6

>>792626

"Well aren't you thoughtful! Go ahead, just warnin ya; bondage is pretty much my cum button."
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No. 792641 ID: e442b6

>>792620
As he feels Cassandra start to quiver and flood around his tongue, he drags it roughly back along its path, to prolong her pleasure and to allow himself to speak without sounding a fool. At her tight grip, Cassandra's handhold grows wet at the tip, dripping down towards her hands on several sides.

Giving Cassandra a moment to return to her senses, Zyddros looks at Delilah and smiles in sympathy. Her attentive motions and fiery tongue feel as if they're in more than one place at once, and he finds it hard to speak clearly, his tone often wavering mid-word. "It is—ah—alright, miss. Jaws are not designed to stretch that way, but your hands and tongue are most—mmm—enthusiastic. Now, if my delightful stagehand might see fit to guide me for the first of the main events?"

He lowers Cassandra's now-dripping opening towards the rod in Delilah's hands. With Cassandra's eyes still closed, he watches her face for the moment that Delilah guides him to her entrance.

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No. 792643 ID: e97f18

>>792630
He smiles. "Well, in that case..."

He stretches the straps a bit more, and binds her ankles tightly to her upper thighs, with her legs spread. Taking out another pair, he binds her wrists and upper arms to the pole itself, preventing her from reaching down towards the action.

Then, leaning down slowly, he exhales lightly against her exposed folds, once, again, coming closer but not quite touching. He locks eye contact with her, and extends his tongue.
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No. 792648 ID: 67b7d6

>>792641

Delilah pouts. "But I tried so hard! Very well lord. But what will become of your second gift?"
She takes his lower prong, spit dripping on to her hands as she aligns it with her sisters tight gash, inches away.

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No. 792650 ID: 67b7d6

>>792643

She hoods her eyes at him, panting softly as she grins. "Do it."
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No. 792658 ID: f352c6

>>792648
He slowly lowers Cassandra until her lower lips touch his tip and begin to part, watching her face for the moment of realization.

"I would love to amply reward your efforts afterward." His tongue darts past his lips briefly. "But for now, Cassandra can adapt to one, and you can help prepare its second home for when she moves to the other."

Carefully, so as not to make Cassandra tense up again until he's fully ensconced, he makes a slight but deliberate motion of his hands, spreading Cassandra's firm cheeks in front of Delilah, and giving her a suggestive look.

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No. 792659 ID: e97f18

>>792650
Gently at first, he laps his tongue over her outer lips, barely brushing across.
Slowly increasing the pressure, he dives deeper, and she begins to swing lightly on the pole with each stroke. He deliberately waits to catch her with his hands, allowing the motion to give a brief respite on each swing, teasing her again and again.

Finally, catching her on a forward swing,
he gets a firm grip, and begins to suck on her sensitive spot.

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No. 792664 ID: 67b7d6

>>792658

Cassandra lets out a quiet "oh!" Then opens her eyes and looks down, a look of total paralysing awe covers her face.
"It'll never fit..."
Her lips part, split as far as possibly simply by the tip of his tip.
She shudders and grips his wrists, gasping for breath with tears in her eyes.
Delilah rolls her eyes. "You men and asses!" She licks her lips. "I have a better idea!"
She straddles his chest, facing away from him and grinding her pussy on his abs.
She runs her hands along his bottom shaft, then smears the lubricant on his upper tip. She gives it thirty seconds of vigorous tongueing, then moves to straddle it, dragging her cunny back and forth on his tip.
She places her hands on his wrists and puts weight she has on them, trying to force his massive root into the first inch of her channel.

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No. 792675 ID: f352c6

>>792664
Zyddros slowly lowers his wrists with Cassandra's grip tightly on them, and rocks her back and forth gently, allowing more of her weight to rest on their junction. He pauses slightly whenever her face or her grip tenses up, and resumes her inexorable descent each time she relaxes.

He gives Delilah a sad look. "I did seek out Cassandra because I thought her capable of a joining I'd thought impossible for many years, and I think she will enjoy it as well. But if you are feeling left out, by all means join in for now; that can wait. Perhaps you are regretting being merely the stagehand, after all?"

As Delilah swings herself over him, his tongue darts out, catching the top of her folds, gliding over their surface, continuing between her legs, and passing through the ample cheeks against his chest, before retracting.

He continues to guide Cassandra downwards, while allowing Delilah to lubricate his upper shaft with her efforts, stymied as they are by her hurried preparations. He nips lightly at the tip of her ear.

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No. 792681 ID: 67b7d6

>>792675

Cassandras pants turn into frantic gasps, chest heaving as she throws her head back, gritting her teeth and whining like a bitch as the first agonizing inch forces her wider, wider and wider still.
Finally as her legs twitch and jaw works noiselessly, her pussy is finally stretched over his tip, with an inch of flesh inside her.
Delilah bites her lip and starts bouncing her hips, yelping every time her puss spreads even a fraction further. "Got a lot of catching up to do!" She mutters. "And don't worry lord! Your toy will be ready for your, joining...I'm merely lubricating the instrument for later use!"
She places her hands on his wrists, forcing Cassandra further down every time she pushes herself up, then releasing her as she slams herself back down, desperately trying to force her cunt open enough for her sisters ruler to enter.

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No. 792686 ID: f352c6

>>792681
As Cassandra slips fully over his tip, both of his shafts twitch heavily, and another burst of hot lubrication darts out from both tips, splashing in Cassandra's pussy and against Delilah's outer lips. He moans deeply, pressing his chest against Delilah's back so she can feel the rumble coming from his very core.

"You know what they s-say about 's-slow and S—STeady'."

Leaning forward over Delilah's shoulder, he kisses Cassandra, and brushes his tongue against her lips seeking entrance. With her knees close to the bed, he abruptly removes the last support of her thighs, and allows her to drop the last inch before descending further at her own pace.

His hands now free, his thumbs massage Cassandra's thighs, and his fingers squeeze and release her lithe ass. He refrains from applying any additional downward pressure, leaving the pace to Cassandra and her sister, but he continues to help Cassandra shift back and forth.

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No. 792688 ID: f352c6

>>792681

"her sisters ruler?"

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No. 792693 ID: e97f18

>>792659
Shifting his grip forward, after slowing her momentum, he reaches up with his hand and slips a finger into her folds, pressing the upper part of her lips forward into his probing tongue. Replacing the finger with a wider thumb, he holds her still as he shifts his attentions between her lips and her button.

He brushes his other fingers back along her cheeks.

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No. 792712 ID: 027085

>>792605
>>792612
>>792610
Suddenly during the 51st round of sex, the heiress having passed out and the Amazon nearing her limits, a smell of smoke suddenly penetrates the slow time sphere.

What the... Fire? One second be right back m'dear

the amazon slumps down in exhaustion and manages only a weak smile towards Harbard. He grabs a towel and wraps it around his lower half, and steps out of the slow time room. Following the smell of smoke leads him to the room on fire with naked women in the bath panicking at the fire.

Oh. Well this just won't do.

Summoning the rune words to his mouth, the fires suddenly die down, and a great wind blows the smoke away. As he sings the runes, the buildings rebuild themselves. The lampreys suddenly shrivel and die before they arrive in the baths. And the last runes sang enchant the building for that any spells or ill will sent to it will hurt only the sender

There, that should do it. Are you ladies alright?
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No. 792715 ID: c31aac
792715

>>792712
One of the ladies chuckles, staring you directly in the eyes. You notice she's wearing a lot of clumsily applied makeup, and her muscles are far more rippling than you'd expect from a waifish sex slave.
She rips off her wig, revealing herself as DICK KICKEM, harbinger of poor quality quests and devastator of badly written fap fiction!

She pulls something bulging out of her pants and your relief that its not a cock is stymied by the cessation of thought as she SHOTS you with GUN.

"Pshhh... Nothing personnel, kid."
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No. 792721 ID: 027085

>>792715
Habard's eyes glow ice blue and runewords usher forth. At. The firing of the gun, Harbard becomes a blur. In a second, he stand there a large pile of buckshot pellets in his hand.

Well a fight is always good after a fuck.

Harbard grips the pellets and a dagger forms out of the buckshot. In a swift motion he throws the knife at DICK KICKEM'S throat. And it sinks in deeply, she falls into the bath water blood steadily pouring from her muscled body.

Oh, whoops. Didn't mean to ruin the bath.
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No. 792722 ID: 027085

>>792715
Habard's eyes glow ice blue and runewords usher forth. At. The firing of the gun, Harbard becomes a blur. In a second, he stand there a large pile of buckshot pellets in his hand.

Well a fight is always good after a fuck.

Harbard grips the pellets and a dagger forms out of the buckshot. In a swift motion he throws the knife at DICK KICKEM'S throat. And it sinks in deeply, she falls into the bath water blood steadily pouring from her muscled body.

Oh, whoops. Didn't mean to ruin the bath.
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No. 792724 ID: 91cfcf

Wow, things still managed to go downhill. Here, let me sum this up:

Your post didn't count because [it was an illusion/my guy is stronger] and now I win!!
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No. 792827 ID: 8d65de

We̺͙͓l̺̖̱̙l̨͍̦̹̞͕͚̯ ̵̣͙t̪͙͖̼h͇͢i̝͓̥̠̣s̫̙͓̩̬̕ͅ ̭̼̤̙̝͚i̦͉̭͘ͅs͚̖͎̝̗̤̖͝ ̼͇a͚̣̜̘̕n̞ņ̮̼̤o͚̩̘͇̘͠y̧̟͎̣̰i̜͎̜̯̦n̲̠̮͓̲͟ͅg̤̬͚ ̵̙̯̰̩͇̯

(𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵)
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No. 793864 ID: 0cb2c4

>>792686

Delilah leans back against him, wrapping her arms around his neck and thrusting against him.
"That it's for wimps!" She says cheekily, then lifts all the way off him and slams back down, letting out a long, shuddering scream as she finally squeezes the first inch inside her.
She looks up at him with tears in her eyes and grins.
Cassandras mouth and eyes open and close like shutters in a gale as she twitches, hips thrusting back and forth as she whimpers like a kitten, yelping as her master squeezes her ass. She opens her mouth wide, her own tongue wearily wrestling with his.
Delilah slowly catches her breath. "I-I think... I think you're going to have to force us the rest of the way..."

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No. 793866 ID: f6ba27

i fuck the anime girl
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No. 793877 ID: 7c7aa7

>>793864
As Delilah's vice-like grip slips over him, he gasps slightly into Cassandra's mouth, his lips momentarily freeing hers.

Zyddros feels Cassandra slip downward, her progress impossibly slow. He shifts his hands on her rump, moving his thumbs next to her lower lips, and pulls gently on her skin. He feels the pressure on his lower tip loosen slightly with a moist sound, as a rush of her fluids run down his hands and shaft from the now-broken seal. She suddenly slips down another inch, and her skin pulls taut under his thumbs.

Cupping one hand quickly, he gathers some of the fluid, and spreads it across the shaft under Delilah, moving his hand up over her lips. Parting from Cassandra's lips momentarily, he glances lovingly down towards their joining before responding to Delilah.

"You, madame, are no wimp."

Placing his palms over Delilah's hip bones, he massages her muscles momentarily, before abruptly wrapping his fingers around her thighs, pulling directly outward, and pushing downward. Her lips and cheeks both part, and she slides downward several inches in a sudden motion, before his pressure becomes steady and continuous. His motions slow, but do not allow her to come to a stop.

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No. 793878 ID: 4c5c35

Harbard looks at the body floating in the bath and gives an embarressed look around at the women.

Is, um, everyone okay? I think the fires have been put out and I restored the building.

Um, you want me to, uh, get that out of there?
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No. 793880 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793877

Cassandra and Delilah scream together as their walls are split like firewood.
Cassandra falls halfway forward, body siezing up as she cums, mouth opening in a silent cry of pain and pleasure, her head swings up and her eyes roll back in her skull as she slides ever onward.
Delilah writhes, yelling and clenching and rising and falling as his tool dives ever deeper in her tight cunt.
She tries lifting off him but as the pressure of his palms pushes her past the three inch mark her arms fall limp to her sides. Her head falls back on his chest and she stares up at him with tears pouring down her cheeks.

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No. 793881 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793878

Some of the women nod as they climb out of the water. Some bashfully and in vain attempt to cover their nude bodies with their hands.
But eight of them walk towards him with smiles on their faces.
"Our hero!" One says.
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No. 793882 ID: 4c5c35

Harbard smiles at the ladies, happy to be of service.

Well I couldn't just do nothing. Excuse me a moment.

Harbard wades into the bath water, seeming to forget he is nothing but a towel. He drags the body out trying to not get blood everywhere. He unceremoniously dumps it out the window. But suddenly realizes he's just lost his towel in the bath.

Oh. Oops?
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No. 793883 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793882

Every eye in the room falls to his blade, then opens wider than the legs of the unconscious heiress in his quarters.
Every mouth gapes, some in fear, some in wonder, all in shock.
Some start whispering.
"Is that real?"
"It's so-!"
"Any bigger and it'd have a knee!"
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No. 793885 ID: 7c7aa7

>>793880

Seeing Delilah's tears, he hesitates for just a moment, but that moment is enough for her to catch against his skin, stopping an inch short of her destination. Cursing lightly under his breath at his own stumble, he laps lightly at her tears with his tongue, before kissing her gently, once, twice, and again. He can feel his own heartbeat pulse through his upper shaft, constricted as it is by her iron-like walls. Releasing her hips, he finds her nub with his left hand, grasping it firmly between his thumb and finger, and rubs it rapidly, hoping to replace her pain.

With his right hand, he reaches forward towards Cassandra, wrapping his fingers around her leg, and finding her button with his thumb alone. Brushing across it gently, and giving the slightest hint of downward pressure against her leg, he locks eyes with her, and asks:

"Fast, or slow?"

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No. 793887 ID: 4c5c35

>>793883
Having spent MUCH more than "many months" traveling alone, Harbard isn't used to this kind of attention. And equally so since he never got to finish with the amazon who passed out shortly before he left. With all the sights before him staring at his nethers, he feels a twinge and he feels his loins beginning to swell, much bigger than before. His face turns a deep crimson color, still unused to this kind of thing.

I u-uh.. S-sorry I, uh.

Embarrassed, Harvard can only stutter. And despite being a hero, he begins to feel more like deer with a dozen arrows all pointing at it.

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No. 793889 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793885

Both sisters give one final shudder as his cocks sink home, both twitching as their bodies fight between the urge to stay utterly still and fuck what little brains they have left out of their pretty little skulls.
They writhe as he toys with their clits, Cassandra lets out a garbled cry that sounds something like;"FA-FU-FAS-FAS-FUCK-"

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No. 793892 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793887

A chorus of gasps echo across the baths as his member increases even further in size.
One girl with green hair and hios from coast to coast goes down on hands and knees to stare at it from up close.
"How many-how many inches milord?"

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No. 793897 ID: 4c5c35

Harbard can feel her hot breath on his swollen member. It makes him blush harder and it shudders

I-I've, uh. N-never measured it. B-but if I had to w-wager a guess, p-probably close to, uh, t-twenty long and six and h-half wide?

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No. 793898 ID: 7c7aa7

>>793889
Zyddros gasps as Cassandra unexpectedly slides down further. For the first time, he sucks in his tongue and grits his teeth to control the jump in his arousal; it would not do to sacrifice his hard-won position too quickly, and the sudden motion and hot grip around his base were almost too much for him. He pauses for a moment's breath, for both the girls and himself.

Giving Cassandra one last peck on the lips while her mouth remains still enough to catch, he then tucks his arms under Delilah's, grasps Cassandra's hips and rump with both hands, and pulls outward slightly. He feels the slightest change in the pressure on his lower member as Cassandra's folds shift. Lifting his own hips slightly, and her and Delilah along with them, he abruptly drops his own hips back to the mattress, holding Cassandra in place and allowing her to move almost to his tip. Quickly, before Cassandra's walls can adjust to the sudden vacuum, he thrusts upwards, hilting again in one smooth motion, and claiming Delilah's last reluctant inch.

With gravity aiding his own descent on the downstroke, and gravity and his own arms pulling Cassandra down rapidly on upstroke, he thrusts into her at a rapid pace. He holds his upper arms steady, allowing Delilah to grip them to hold herself stationary and receive his thrusts, or letting her fall slack to move with him and relieve the pressure.

Every few strokes, he pauses for a moment upon withdrawal to allow their folds to notice his absence, before slamming himself upward and parting them with a noticeable additional momentary pressure. He feels the pressure building within him, and his twin shafts begin to grow warmer.

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No. 793899 ID: e97f18

The broad man with the spear, an ear pricking out, idly wonders if the wanderer hails from across the sea and is merely well­­ endowed, or if he hails from the local region and has a member the size of his upper arm.
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No. 793900 ID: e97f18

Dismissing his thoughts, he returns to the beautiful gash in front of him, and begins to suck earnestly on her button.
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No. 793902 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793898

The girls sob with loss as he withdraws, then their screams hit a new pitch and volume as he finally buries his meat to the hilt, forcing yet another orgasm from their shaking forms.
They cum again and again, orgasms blurring together as his cocks batter their ruined cunts mercilessly.
Their juices run down his shafts in rivers as they scream, wordlessly at first, but after he's thrusted 20 times and ripped three orgasms through them it becomes his name, over and over like a prayer.

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No. 793903 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793900

Yangs tongue hangs out of her grinning mouth, eyes rolling back in her skull as she tugs at her bonds. "FUCKOHFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKDON'T YOU DARE FUCKINGSTOPFUCK!"
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No. 793904 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793897

Is that cm or inches?
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No. 793905 ID: 3583d1

>>793904
I-inches.
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No. 793906 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793905

(You mean six and a half in circumference, not width tho right?)
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No. 793907 ID: 3583d1

>>793906
yeah
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No. 793910 ID: 7c7aa7

>>793902
At the sound of his name reverberating through both of them, Zyddros can hold back no longer. As he feels and hears them both building to another climax, he pulls them both down to his root and holds them both tightly to his chest and each other. He swells slightly, and their folds become momentarily tighter still, before a sizzling torrent issues forth into Cassandra and Delilah, with the slightest hiss audible as it cools rapidly inside their folds. His rods lurch again, and a third time, and he can feel the pressure on both of his tips as their inner sanctums fill to capacity. A fourth, and a minor fifth, and both of their abdomens swell very slightly.

His members soften only slightly at the last motion, the velvet vises surrounding both not allowing them to idle for long. As he leans back slightly against the pillows, and lifts Delilah higher on his chest to slide her along his upper shaft one more time (kissing her deeply as she grows nearer), he can already feel himself growing hard again within them both in anticipation.

With his hands slick with Cassandra's juices, and her face glowing beatifically from her last peak, he slides his finger between her quivering rear muscles, and rests the flat of his finger against her taut passage, brushing it across to deposit her own natural lubrication. He turns his muzzle back towards Cassandra's face, and leans forward to capture her lips in a kiss, his tongue briefly caressing her collarbone before returning to spar with her own.

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No. 793911 ID: e97f18

>>793903
Gripping both halves of her ass tightly in his hands, he pulls her against him, further restricting her motion. Pressing his tongue into her folds, he laps rapidly at her dripping juices, parting her walls slightly with each stroke.

His eyes dart to the side, observing her sister still present, and seeing if she watches or turns away.

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No. 794042 ID: 72ed6b

Someone posted a wiki page, with an impressive amount of detail:

https://tgchan.org/wiki/The_Bride_Markets_of_Nysas
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No. 794380 ID: fa8f9d

Is this RIP?
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No. 794422 ID: 0cb2c4

>>794042

Why didn't they include Delilah's pic tho?
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No. 794435 ID: 20f33b

>>794422
I don't think she ever had one. You never posted what she looks like
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No. 794443 ID: 0cb2c4

>>792218

Yes I did.
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No. 794444 ID: 20f33b

>>794443
Ah. Then whoever made the wiki page probably didn't realize that was her
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No. 794449 ID: 3abd97

>>794422
>>794435
>>794443
>>794444
Asked, answered and fixed.
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No. 794802 ID: 52f347

>>792256
A menu, how very delightful! And is the lovely miss Elva available for order on that menu? Because she looks positively scrumptious.

I can offer eight bags of holding in exchange, enchanted to support carrying living beings in stasis without harm (unlike the usual model). And I'll throw in an authentic pair of Portable Holes as well, paired up to act as a tunnel, and adjustable in size from "horse and cart" to "sexy action at a distance".
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No. 794905 ID: 5322c5

>>794802
kept in separate containers, one hopes.
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No. 795028 ID: ed76fb

>>794905
Naturally.
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No. 795662 ID: 348ebb

>>793910
Coming down slightly from the wordless high of the moment, Zyddros holds Delilah closely to his chest, sharing body heat. He smiles broadly at them both.

"I could stay like this forever."

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No. 797823 ID: ebd544
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797823

Gentlemen! Allow me to present the former leader of a necromancer coven! She was given a choice between the death sentence or slavery, she chose wisely!
Now you have to choose between taking her home or letting someone else!
Choose wisely!
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No. 797844 ID: 85af97

>>797823
A tall, robed person for the middle class approaches. "Hello, I wish to buy this one for 5000 gold pieces! Got done with a rather lucrative job and I have some cash to burn!"
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No. 797852 ID: b692f9

Harbard feels the hot breath of the green-haired woman on his dick, and can almost feel gazes of the women in the bat all watching him, and feels his turgid member give a twitch, and his face flush

W-well what do all think?

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No. 797895 ID: 2afc9c

>>797823
Why choose, when she can have both?

I'll bid four platinum chokers with matching rings, and optional invitations to an evening's entertainment to be provided by our lovely necromancer. Dinner to follow.
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No. 797979 ID: e54167

>>797823
Huh?? W-Wait, wait! I was prepared for this! Um......here's a five pound crate of uncut diamonds the guild I work for repo'd, each one about ten carats each......uh, the original print editions of a three volume set of guidebooks on taming wild monsters for domestic use......and this magic stave! Honestly I have no idea what it does, except you tap it on the floor like this -

*stave fires a magic beam after being tapped on the ground, the beam hitting a nearby dove and turning it into a sheep*

.......huh. Guess it turns thing into sheep.
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No. 797981 ID: 3abd97

>>797979
Obviously, you need to test what it does to sheep.
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No. 797998 ID: ee2f87

>>797895
I'll add my lot to this gentleman's bid, in exchange for one of those invitations to dinner and a show (or, a show and dinner). Eight sets of enchanted cuffs, resizable to hold anything from hands to upper thighs, and built with the essence of Immovable Rod, allowing them to be positioned arbitrarily in the air and stay there until released. The mistresses of the market can surely put those to good use.
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No. 798583 ID: 68b0a8

>>797979

Good grief! Such wealth! Sold to you sir, enjoy the goods!
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No. 798584 ID: 68b0a8
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798584

Next on the block we have a succubus, a bound vampire and a yuki onna! All over 16, but none older that 17!
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No. 798602 ID: f8a743

>>798584
a large hairy bearded man with yellow eyes and very sharp looking teeth approaches and he leers at the vampire woman

Interesting...

Can this vampire fight? I've got this silver shortsword as well this moonstone ring that I'd give you for her but only if she's a good fighter. I've a taste for vampire women but I'll only take her if she can fight. Otherwise what's the point, tame sexy vampires are not fun. But sexy and LETHAL...
*a throaty growl of pleasure issues forth* that would be excuisite...
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No. 798605 ID: 3abd97

>vampire
>sun prominent in the background
>neither sparkling not spontaneously combusting
Yeah, we're going to have to see this one's papers.
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No. 798610 ID: 595d54

>>798584
Bullshit those are, they look like normal chicks with implants and hair dye. I'm calling the Better Business Bureau to have your scam shut down.
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No. 798616 ID: 68b0a8

>>798605

I did mention that she was a bound vampire sir. Besides eternal youth and unnatural dexterity her vampiric strengths and weaknesses are nullified. Heck, she even has a heartbeat! Unfortunately she still falls to her knees in the presence of clerics or holy symbols.
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No. 798617 ID: 3abd97

>Unfortunately she still falls to her knees in the presence of clerics or holy symbols.
I see one crucifix and zero slaves on their knees.
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No. 798618 ID: 68b0a8

>>798617

That's her binding seal. It's actually arcane.
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No. 798620 ID: 68b0a8

>>798602

I'm afraid this batch lack competency in such fields lord.
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No. 798621 ID: f8a743

>>798616
*Snarls in displeasure*

How disappointing...

If you were to break it and make her more...

*Licks chops and issues an growl*
entertaining... I would pay a hefty price.
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No. 798649 ID: 595d54

>>798618
What sort of fools do you take us for? Everyone knows that's a holy symbol. Take your fake goods elsewhere, you swindler.
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No. 798664 ID: f8a743

>>798649
Come to think of it...

*Takes a few good sniffs*

Yes, this one is not even undead! A real vampire has no scent or else it smells of a corpse! This one smells of lavender and honey! And you would call her a vampire? You insult me and other creatures of the night with this farse!
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No. 798667 ID: 47160d

>>798664
Not to interrupt but... vampires can't wear perfume?
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No. 798670 ID: f8a743

>>798667
You think werewolves don't have an accurate sense of smell?
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No. 798903 ID: 698ac7

A hundred chest of incandescent opium, five gallons of blue rose oil, and twenty camels overburdened with platinum dust for the dark skinned vision and her blushing companion with the two ponytails . I'd like to request that they be fitted for matching collars before we leave
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No. 798927 ID: 9a036d

Post deleted for sexual content depicting a minor.
This is a warning: If we see it again we will start banning.
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