Ascending Sparks (theguy09)

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

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-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

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Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

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Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

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Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

"Oh, you even admit that you want me to do it?" Amahle purred, and her hips gave a little swirl that pushed her cock just a tiny bit deeper into Grace only to immediately retract it back to its earlier position, "Well then..." She let that phrase hang, building Grace's anticipation, and it seemed that that teasing remark might be about to get Grace impaled. Even so, the dragoness would have to wait as Amahle did those stirring pushes, claiming another half-inch of the dragongirl's pussy with each of those strokes. "You say to wait... Nnnhhhnnnn... But this pussy feels like it wants me to fill it up...." The woman would begin to press down ever so slowly, her weight and muscle slowly but surely overcoming the resistance of Grace's tight cunny, and she would stop only when Qasemi spoke up again; "I would prefer it if you took it into the other room."

Amahle, turning to look over her shoulder again, retorted; "Maybe I should try and fuck the angry out of you next, huh?" Then she snorted, and finally rose to help Grace up. "Others have tried that before," Qasemi deadpanned in response, leaving Amahle to snort again before Grace led her off to the bedroom. It was likely that the only thing that had kept Amahle from sinking to the hilt into her and fucking her to completion had been Qasemi's intervention, though how gracious Grace might feel about that in the moment was up to her.

With the dragoness bent over in search of her prophylactics, Amahle would begin to stroke herself on the bed, but would stop as Grace returned to her. "Put it on?" She replied, evidently confused. It was clear, at that point if it hadn't been already, that she had no idea what a condom was. When Grace actually pulled out the little piece of latex from its wrapper, Amahle stared at it dubiously. "Errr... Is that supposed to go on top of my cock or something?"

When Grace made to apply it, the latex wrapper had to stretch to get over Amahle's impressive tool, having clearly been meant for a smaller member than what she was sporting. Still, the material was made to stretch, and after some effort it was unrolled over Amahle's length all the way to the base, leaving her staring down at it with evident distaste. "That... Is uncomfortable," she announced unceremoniously, before looking back at Grace, "still, if I must wear such a thing... This will keep you from conceiving, right? There's nothing else that I must do?"

 

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By holding onto Grace's legs, Amahle could feel that the first time she slid her cock meat deeper into Grace's tight pussy, and every time after that, she caused Grace's legs to tremble and quiver from the pleasure! Amahle's dick was just that large that it was managing to scrape itself against every single hidden sensitive spot in the entrance to Grace's cunt! Her heart sped up as Amahle teased her back, and seemed like she was about to make good on her threats, a-and it felt like there was no way Grace would be able to stop her once she really started to get going, which was such a horrible yet greatly arousing thought! Grace's thoughts just kept on going back to how her first time could in no way compare to how good this was feeling! One of Grace's hands went to cover her mouth as she let out muffled moans of shame and pleasure. Her other hand went and weakly grabbed onto one of Amahle's forearms as if she was seeking a way to brace herself.

When Qasemi would finally interrupt though, Grace panted and listened to the conversation as she was reminded that there were others in the room. The air turned a little awkward with Amahle and Qasemi's thoughts. T-the better they got back to the room the better! A-and it totally wasn't so they could continue sooner! As they left the room, Grace looked back and mouthed a silent thank you to Qasemi if she was looking, as she had no way to have stopped herself from probably getting pregnant if Amahle had decided she didn't care about wearing a condom and went ahead and bred her! Once again, it was a hot thought, but although she was aroused she still had some self control! Enough to know how much trouble a babe could bring her!

"Yeah, its supposed to go over your c-cock and will catch any seed before it enters me..." Gods this was so weird to hear herself say such a lewd sentence out loud! With Amahle not knowing what a condom even was, Grace would kneel in between Amahle's legs, one of her hands lightly grasping the big black cock and stood it up right while her other hand placed the condom on the tip of the cock. Once she got it started, it was easy to roll the condom down Amahle's length, though it did seem like a tight fit! Grace had gotten some pussy juices that had been left on Amahle's dick onto her hand and she tried to wipe it off onto the rubber so it had some lube.

"I, uhm didn't bring large enough condoms, I-I had only grabbed some medium sized ones. I'm sorry about the tight fit..." Grace ground her thighs together in anticipation, She had been growing hornier and hornier as this all went on and she needed to satisfy this itch! "C-correct.." she looked up at Amahle, her gold eyes meeting the futa's own. She bit her lower lip before nervously asking. "S-so what do you want me to do?" She had been so intense enjoying Amahle having control that she voluntarily gave it over once again! She would do her best to do what ever Amahle wanted, whether that meant she was immediately put into another mating press or something else!

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

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-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

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Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

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Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

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Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

Qasemi may have saved her from it, but if Grace had had any doubt in her mind about whether or not Amahle was about fuck her senseless, the look from the woman just before Qasemi's interruption would have dispelled it. The quivering of Grace's inner walls around the head of her cock, the shuddering of her legs, the bite barely suppressing her pleasured sounds, and the bracing grip on one of her forearms all together had clearly put Amahle into an intensely predatory mood, and Grace felt the downward push that would have sunk that magnificent rod into her to the hilt start just as Qasemi spoke up, saving her at the last possible moment from a fucking that might well have ended in her insemination. The rage-filled woman was watching them as they left, but didn't have any reaction to Grace's mouthed thanks.

That wasn't to say that she was out of danger yet, of course; condoms were far from foolproof, and once it had been unrolled fully it looked like he latex barrier was already straining to the limit. "What do I want?" Amahle replied, her grin returning after the confusion regarding the condom had passed, "did I not make that clear enough? I want to fuck you!" The athletic warrior grabbed Grace under the armpits and bodily lifted her, tossing her onto the bed, and clambered on after her. The interruption hadn't made her any less aggressive, and she again grasped the dragoness by the legs and pushed them back until they were pressed into Grace's shoulders, putting her into a mating press again.

Amahle was on her knees this time, requiring that she wriggle her hips a fair bit to properly orient her cock, though Grace could speed that up with a hand if she so wished. Either way, once she was aimed at Grace's pussy, Amahle wasn't going to hesitate this time; she pressed down slowly but steadily, and again the half-dragon's moist folds would part to permit entry to the warrior woman's thick tool. This time, Amahle didn't stop at just a couple of inches, pushing down until Grace's tightness permitted her to take no more. The stimulation was most definitely different from how it had been before, the condom blocking much of the texture created by the natural contours of the rod piercing her, causing it to carry an almost toy-like feeling, but by sheer size alone Amahle was still pressing insistently into her every sweet spot. That first push only buried just over half of Amahle's rod into her, however, and even if the pleasured hum that Amahle gave carried a thoughtful note, as she hovered at the half-buried point she would murmur; "Ghhhnnn... Tight..."

Withdrawing maybe half an inch, Amahle pushed down again, claiming another inch and stretching Grace's pussy out, touching sweet spots that had never been touched before. Stimulation coursed up Grace's spine, and as Amahle repeated that motion over and over those bursts of pleasure grew more intense with each one. Amahle grunted and cooed as she sank her cock into Grace inch by inch, determined it seemed to claim the knight to the hilt... And after a minute or so, she had done that very thing, giving one last particularly firm push that finally buried her cock to the hilt into Grace's flower, giving a firm prod to the dragongirl's cervix and the sensitive bundle of nerves near to it, inspiring toe curling pleasure despite the lessening of the sensation due to the condom between them. Amahle gave a groan of satisfaction upon claiming that final bit of draconic pussy, and she briefly pulled one hand from the crook of Grace's knee to deliver a firm smack to Grace's rear, causing it to sting and jiggle, though the pain was buried by the ecstasy emanating from her very core at that point.

"Aaaaahhhh... Even through this.... Stupid thing, this pussy's good! Hhhnnnn.... I can feel your legs shaking.... Gghhh... Hhh-hhhn, it likes my cock too, doesn't it? Why don't you go ahead and cum for me!" With that, Amahle pulled back, leaving only the tip of her in Grace's pussy, only to slam back down and inspire a toe curling wave of bliss to roar through Grace's core. That motion was quickly repeated, with Amahle setting up a steady rhythm that allowed her to plunge repeatedly into Grace's cunny. What little discomfort had been present was gone within a few strokes, and only a few after that Amahle had fallen into a rapid, steady rhythm that left Grace's shapely rear rippling with the impacts of their bodies meeting, a series of audible claps no doubt filtering - along with their moans - out into the bathroom where Qasemi and Hedieh were presumably bathing.

 

[theguy09]

Grace felt a shiver of anticipation hidden amongst panic as she knew for a fact that Amahle was about plunge herself into Grace's flower without any protection, which would probably end with her fertilization! It was nice to not be in control for once, to not be the leader or have to decide everything, and seeing the predator awaken in Amahle was a huge part of the anticipation and excitement she was feeling right now!

Back in the bed room, Grace looked at Amahle's massive cock with some amazement that the latex condom had actually managed to stretch all the way to the base of it! It did look like it was getting thin though, and so Grace could only hope Amahle didn't manage to break it when she climaxed! Graces eyes light up and she has a small aroused and excited grin of her own as Amahle's confident and bold grin returned. "W-woah!" Grace called out as she was quite easily picked up like she was a toy and then tossed onto the bed. She was already lifting her legs up so Amahle could pin them easily when the futa climbed up after her prey! "G-gods, I feel so vulnerable when you pin me like this~" Grace commented with nervous excitement as she was once again mounted and put into a mating press! On top of experimenting with sex, going against all of her training like this was akin to a forbidden fruit for the dragoness!

"H-here..." Grace would delicately grab onto the hot meat rod covered in a blue tinted condom, and would help aim it at her own pussy, having been given a great view of it from the pinning. She strangely giggled as she did so which was interrupted as Amahle wasted no time in this second attempt at mating! Once again Grace would shudder under Amahle as her folds were invaded, though this time she didn't bother holding back her moans. And moan she did! A low, continuous moan came from her as Amahle steadily buried her cock into Dragon pussy. "F-fuck..." Whimpered Grace as one arm went over her head and grabbed a handful of the sheeting and the other cupped over her lips that held smeared lipstick from all the sloppy kissing! Every half to full inch buried in her would trigger another twitch and spasm of pleasure through the noble! And when it seemed like Amahle had bottomed out at only half her cock inside, Grace sighed sweetly. This wasn't so hard. She could do this, Amahle's size wasn't that intimidating if she couldn't fit it all inside! Grace blushed and refused to meet Amahle's eye for a second after she remarks on the almost virgin's tightness. "Y-you're only my second ever, a-and my first wasn't nearly this big..."

And then Grace's eyes widened as she felt Amahle pull out slightly and then push herself back in, to invade even further into virgin territory! A raunchy moan escaped as places that had never been touched before were violated! "W-wait! Y-you might be too big for me!" Grace pleaded as she felt herself stretched more and more by cock meat! W-was she going to make it all fit?! As Amahle continued, Grace was forced to admit that being stretched out and filled by such massive volume wasn't a bad feeling! She moaned away, quivering beneath the dominant human, micro orgasms hitting her as she feels the first knock against her womb! "O-oh Gods!" Grace grabbed onto Amahle as she experienced a small orgasm right then and there! Her knees struggling vainly against Amahle's hands that kept them in perfect breeding position! Grace let out a mix of a gasp of surprise and a moan of pleasure when her soft behind was slapped, leaving a clear red handprint on her ass!

"G-give me a moment to catch my breath, t-this feels way too great~" She pleaded but she didn't expect Amahle to grant her the wish. The pounding that would start from there would be by far the most pleasure the dragon had ever felt in her life up to that point! A voice in the back of her mind noted that this must be what its like to be bred! To be powerlessly pinned down and to be fucked so vigorously! Amahle was leaning over her fuck toy, and Grace's arms would wrap around Amahle's back and hold onto her shoulders while Grace leaned up slightly and would lightly bite into Amahle's shoulder to stop her screams of bliss! Even then her moans came out loud enough that the girls in the bath might even hear them! Amahle would easily force Grace to cum, and her relentless pace of fucking would extend that orgasm till Grace's head was in the clouds of ecstasy!

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

Spoiler

-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

Spoiler

Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

Grace's excited murmur about how vulnerable the position made her feel drew an aggressive growl from the woman on top of her, as if she had triggered some dormant instinct in the woman, and she would experience the consequences of that dormant urge coming to the fore all too quickly. She might have only just met the woman, but Amahle's forceful nature had already bullied Grace into getting her to spread her legs, nearly managing to do so with no condom to keep her from impregnating the dragoness, and even with the wrapper dulling some of the sensation Grace had been reduced to shuddering through miniature orgasms from the penetration alone. "Heheheheh, nnnnhhh~ You feel like it!" Amahle retorted breathily when Grace murmured about this being her second time, "Your pussy feels like it likes how big my cock is.... Nhhh.... I'm going to make your pussy love it though!"

When the dragoness pleaded that the cock plunging into her might be too big, the woman to whom it was attached chuckled and gave an even firmer push downwards. "Nnnggghhh, it'll fit!" Which, eventually, turned out to be true. Deeper and deeper it went, until finally she had bottomed out, pushing against the entrance to Grace's womb and triggering yet another miniature orgasm. As she might have expected, her ensuing request for a breather once her sex had finally been made to take the whole of Amahle's cock didn't earn her what she'd asked for, instead prompting Amahle to deliver a second firm smack to her ass, leaving a hand print on the other cheek. "Hhhnnnn, nnnooo, no I don't think so," she growled as she reared back for the first time, immediately starting her thrusting.

As she got up to speed and Grace bit onto her shoulder to try and silence her moans, it only prompted Amahle to speed up further, until she was pounding feverishly into Grace's quivering folds. "Ahhhh yeah, gghhhnnn! You can't even take how much this pussy loves my cock, can you? Hhhhnnnggg, yesss, cum for me!" She demanded, tightening her grip on Grace's legs as she continued to pound the hapless dragoness into a full orgasm that her continued rapid pumping drew on and on and on. The woman's long, thick rod hammered into every sweet spot, bringing Grace to heights of pleasure that she'd never experienced before, reminiscent no doubt of the lurid descriptions she'd read of the elf-maiden being ravaged by her orcish lover.

After that orgasm had bridged out for nearly a minute, however, Amahle would slow down enough for Grace to come down from her climactic high, giving slow and deliberate strokes that ended with a roll of her hips that pushed the tip of her cock against Grace's a-spot and forced her to tremble through aftershocks of her peak. Another few moments later and she shifted her position somewhat, pulling away from Grace's mouth and moving just enough to push her shoulders into the crook of Grace's knees, folding the dragoness even further than before while leaving them now face to face. She hadn't pulled out through the course of that, but it did free up her hands, and Amahle grasped Grace by one of her horns and forcibly tilted her head back, allowing her to lean in and begin kissing the dragon's neck.

For a minute or so, Amahle delivered only slow, teasing strokes, giving quick stirs each time she bottomed out to prod firmly into that deep-seated sweetspot near Grace's womb, and in the meantime would suckle, kiss, and nip at Grace's neck. After the end of that minute, she would trail kisses up along Grace's jawline, to finally nip at the lobe of the dragon's ear as her hips sank fully down and began delivering constant stirring strokes. "Hnnhnnn, you sounded like you LIKED it, how I made you so vulnerable.... This pussy clearly loves my cock~" she murmured, before giving Grace's earlobe a firmer nip and rearing her hips back to begin pumping, slowly but firmly, into Grace's cunny again. "Hhnnnhhnnn, fffuck, ehehnnnn... Ghn! I didn't - hahn - expect to be... Gghhnnn.... Taming dragon pussy when I... Ahahn! Got up this - guhh - morning, but - gghhhhnnnn - I certainly don't mind~ Aaaahhhhnnnn, hnnhnnnnn, keep cumming on my cock!"

Amahle again built up to her previously held rapid pace, her hips smacking wetly into Grace's upraised rear as her cock rapidly pumped into Grace's folds. The mind-shattering ecstasy returned, quickly driving Grace into yet another orgasm, though this time it didn't stop, quickly causing the inexperienced noble to chain into a third. By that point, however, Amahle's cock was finally throbbing, an added sensation that Grace could feel even through the wrapper protecting her, and Amahle - having returned to suckling on the soft skin of Grace's neck and leaving a number of potential hickies - would finally kiss her way up Grace's chin to engage her in another sloppy, aggressive kiss. She could feel the rough warrior woman's heavy panting through the kiss, and after another minute Amahle would break the kiss, tilting her head back and groaning as she finally came. Grace would feel a bubble of liquid heat expand inside of her as Amahle came into the condom, her cock throbbing as it fired glob after glob of her hot cream, prevented from flooding Grace's womb with it only via the thin barrier of latex between them.

After a few moments, Amahle would relax, give a sigh, and kiss Grace briefly, worming her hips a little before shifting them to pull out. She rolled off of Grace, allowing the dragoness to see the stretched bulge containing her potent seed at the tip of her condom, which Amahle looked down at with a bemused expression. "W-well... Eheheh.... It worked, I guess, but.... I don't know if it'll hold long for rounds two through ten..."

 

[theguy09]

A noble of the Astrogoth family was not supposed to kneel or bow to any but the ruler of the kingdom and few others. Yet here Grace was laying on her back, pinned beneath a slave she had just met and hadn't even had the chance to free yet! Despite this, Grace was practically whoring herself out to Amahle, submitting to the dark tribeswomen in an entirely un-noble fashion! It was supposed to be taboo, yet that was part of why Grace was enjoying Amahle dominating her so much. Hearing the beastly growl as a result of her teasing and admission of weakness sent shivers up Grace’s spine. “I-I don't think I’ll have a choice, mhhhhh, b-but to love it! Guuhhhhhh, y-you're stretching me out so much!”

Grace’s legs would shudder once again as Amahle made it clear that her cock would fit in Grace even if she had to make it! “F-f-fuuuuuuuuck~ ughhhhh! S-so deep!” Grace mewled as her womb was struck and all the sensitive pleasure nodes nearby it were set off! The mini-orgasm struck her and she cried out in bliss, arching her back in orgasmic bliss! When her attempt to ask for a breather failed, Amahle would feel Grace’s folds clench hard in a warped excitement, even when she added a second hand print to the dragon’s other ass. T-This was just like when the orc had refused to slow down once he had started to full pace fuck his elf! Grace was completely unprepared for how fast Amahle would start to thrust into her pussy and was doubly unprepared for the ecstasy that would follow!

This was nothing like how she had thought sex would be like! Her books didn't do justice to how mind melting the bliss could be! To how addicting it was to feel levels of pleasure she didn't even know existed! Even her attempts to get ahold of herself and stop her screams by biting onto Amahle’s shoulder didn't help her focus! She was being drowned out as she felt the ledge of orgasm approach! Grace would finally give up and stop biting Amahle as the futa somehow increased her speed even more! Grace screamed her bliss! She had trained her flesh to fight any battle and continue to do so again and again after that, yet it seemed all that training was for naught when it came to her ability to resist pleasure. “I can-can’t take it! Oh, OH! T-too good! Too f-fast! Ahhhhh, Haaaaaa! I-I’m going to cuuuummmm!” Right on the verge of climax, Grace lost any ability to string more than a few words together and she absolutely needed to hold onto something right now! With her legs held down by Amahle, Grace leaned up and wrapped her arms around Amahle, pulling herself against the futa for support just as her first ever ‘proper’ orgasm began! The shaking that came with her climax made the previous twitches and quivers seem weak. She screamed her joy loud enough that there was absolutely no doubt the other girls would be able to hear her from down the hall, and if she could actually think in this moment, Grace would have been mortified enough by that fact alone that she would have sought out another place to stay for the night! Every sheathing of the cock meat into her would renew and rejuvenate the orgasm and would solidify that in no way could the words in her books describe the utter bliss the inexperienced noble was feeling!

For an entire minute, Grace had no ability to think and once her throat grew tired, all she could do was moan loudly in a whorish manner as the extreme bliss just would not end! Every time Amahle used her cock to push and poke at one of the pleasure buttons hidden in Grace’s snatch, the dragon’s pussy would noticeably clench even during the climax, rewarding the futa for bullying the noble! As Amahle finally saw fit to let Grace come down from her orgasm, Grace’s arms unlocked from behind Amahle’s back and she flopped back onto the bed, now experiencing the joys of post climatic bliss and aftershocks. In the haze, Grace could feel Amahle shifting her position but she didn't really process what was happening, and soon enough there was a hand on her golden and shiny horn, using it like some sort of handle! Her head was tilted backwards and that was enough to at least get Grace to think straight for a moment. “Wha… what, ahhh,” Grace twitched more in surprise than anything as Amahle’s soft lips touched her neck. “a-are you doing? T-that tickles” She slurred out as even more kisses arrived on her neck and a slow pace settled in for their mating. In this moment of reprieve, Grace had to ask, “H-how can you still keep, gaahhh, g-going?”

The slow but sensual pace may not have submerged Grace in endless pleasure like the rapid breeding attempt, but it made her much more aware of every movement and touch of Amahle’s. The kisses, nips, and suckling started to get Grace to whimper and mewl. They made this all feel… sexier and more passionate. The nipping on Grace’s ear would get moans out of her. Feeling Amahle’s hot breath brush past her ear sent a certain tingle through her and up into her brain! Amahle’s words were embarrassing, on the verge of humiliating, and yet could she even deny them after all of that? “I… Ive never, mmhhh, never have felt that good in my life, b-but!” Grace shuddered and moaned before she could continue as Amahle bottomed out inside of her once more with her ever increasing pace. “Gahhhh, ahhh! I-I… Y-you're not taming m-me! E-even this wont be enough to t-tame a Dragon!” Grace manages to get some defiance in her voice even as shes completely pinned and unable to do anything to Amahle, giving her full reign! Her pride simply wouldn't take that statement lying down! She immediately moaned as Amahle sheathed herself once more.

Contrary to what her pride wanted to think, when the dark futa built up to her previous rapid thrusting pace, Grace once again lost control to the ecstasy the futa could cause! It didn't take long for Grace’s body to give in and submit as she crossed over the edge for another climax! Yet this one was even worse better than the one before, as it Just. Would. Not. End. Amahle made sure of that with how she refused to stop ruthlessly fucking the dragon pussy she had at her mercy, even with how Grace’s walls tightened even further trying to milk the cock that refused to stay still and empty its seed! Before the second orgasm even ended, Grace was fucked into the third one, and that was just too much for the poor sexually inexperienced dragon. Everything went white with pure, euphoric pleasure! She could feel Amahle kissing and nibbling at her neck, leaving at least a few hickies on the dragon’s pale and soft flesh before trailing upwards and starting another kiss. Grace’s body tried to respond back with her lips and tongue but Amahle had full control over the kiss as she fucked Grace’s brains out! This went on for what seemed like an eternity before the kiss was suddenly broken, her head was tilted back via her handlebars, and liquid heat was poured into her pussy! Her womb was saved from being inseminated by this magnificent woman thanks only to the thin wrapper of the condom. As Grace’s consciousness fled for a few moments, some bestial and instinctual side of her cried out in frustration that she was denied a baby!

Grace groaned and mewled as the liquid heat bubble expanded inside of her with a not insignificant amount of seed. She tried to kiss Amahle back before she wiggled her cock out of the used folds of her conquest. Grace huffed and puffed, her mind seemed to be lagging behind with everything that happened. She caught a glimpse of the big load of cum inside the wrapper before she raised an arm and laid it across her eyes, panting all the while. “W-wha…? B-b-but t-that felt too good, I-I-I… s-stuff to do…more, bag.” She slurred out, not quite making total sense. She was obviously tired and out of it from cumming so much. Perhaps this was the first time Amahle had successfully fucked someone silly or maybe it was a common sight for her, but she would have a hard time understanding Grace. The dragoness laid there still trying to recover and rest from one of the greatest experiences of her life. At the same time, she was completely defenseless and at Amahle’s mercy. If she somehow understood the language of the brain drained, she could tell Grace was at the same time saying she needed to get stuff done today and also was saying there were more condoms in her bag if Amahle was going to fuck her again! “F-fuuuuuuuuuuck… too good…” She repeated herself as Amahle made the decision to either spare Grace or go in for round two on the tired girl.

 

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

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-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

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Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

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Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

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Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

"What?" Amahle asked, perplexed by the cock-drunk dragon's statement. Rolling onto her side to leave her cock resting against Grace's belly, Amahle grabbed the back of Grace's head to pull her into a kiss. For the better part of the next minute, Amahle's tongue would lash against Grace's in a vigorous, enthusiastic dance. while she was doing that, Amahle would be steadily working the used condom off of her shaft, until finally the bulging sack of pearly cream was resting over Grace's belly button and Amahle's shaft was left twitching, the head of it covered in a layer of her cum that clung to the darker skinned woman's helmet.

Then, Amahle broke the kiss and looked down, drawing Grace's gaze that way, and lifted the filled up wrapper to display just how much she'd filled the thing. "Heheh, this was supposed to go inside you... In here," she plopped it gently against Grace's belly, just over her womb. "The Sirequeen would be most displeased with me for using these, I would think... Perhaps I should make myself right in her eyes again?"

Amahle lifted the condom and brought it closer, until it was hanging near Grace's chin. "Perhaps if you take it inside another way, she won't notice, ehh? Else, well... I am still a little pent up, eheheh! I might just take advantage of how much you like it when I make you feel so vulnerable, eh?" Amahle promptly rose up, lifting one of Grace's legs and half-rolling the exhausted dragoness onto her side, hooking one of Grace's legs over her shoulder. Only her deliberate effort to aim it against Grace's belly rather than into her ensured that it wasn't impaling her, and given that the head was still covered in a layer of her semen, a single penetration alone might be a very dangerous prospect. She would be offered the condom, and if Grace opened her mouth, Amahle would turn it such that its contents oozed out into her open mouth. The stuff was thick, salty, and so thick that it was almost jelly-like, though there was also an antiseptic flavor to it, likely due to the chemicals in the condom. Amahle would pour most of it out into her mouth, prompting her to swallow it, though she wouldn't be able to get all of it, leaving Grace to leave it in the wrapper or attempt to extract the remnants in some manner of her choosing.

"The water will get cold if you don't hurry up!" Qasemi's voice interrupted them, causing Amahle to shoot an irritated look in the direction of the door to the bathroom. "Tsk... You should let me deal with her... She needs a good fucking. I've shown I can give that, eh? And I DEFINITELY don't need one of those things with her... Though, perhaps I don't need one with you anymore, eh? Maybe that'll let me really tame that tight pussy of yours..." She trailed off, grinning at Grace as she gave slow, taunting thrusts that rubbed her cock against the dragon knight's belly, though at that point Grace might have regained enough of her senses either to either demand that Amahle put on a condom, or even that she forgo fucking her again, which would likely lead to her becoming a totally mindless mess on the bed if it was as good as the last round.

 

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Understanding that Amahle didn't get what Grace had tried to say, the dragon just moaned out loud. She was in that place where she was tired and didn't want to repeat herself. And yet Amahle once again found the perfect way to get Grace's attention when she pulled the fucked silly noble's head towards her and sealed the heiress’s lips with her own! Grace let out a needy but muffled moan into the free futa’s mouth as she tried to compete with the opposing tongue… Tried, and failed. Amahle would soon completely dominate the kiss just like she had with everything else they had done together! Grace grew more aware as the kiss went on, the fog of being absolutely fucked out of her mind being lifted slowly. She could feel the pleasant heat of Amahle’s meat rod pressing into her belly and would soon feel that it’s covering was pulled off and feel the heat of some of the cum drip down from Amahle’s dark cock onto Grace’s body.

As the kiss broke, Grace had a cute blush running across her face and she was taking some trembling breaths, arousal still in her eyes even after her first ever proper session of sex. She would follow Amahle’s gaze and look downwards to the cum bloated wrapper that was held right above where her womb was. She unconsciously bit her lower lip as she listened and watched as it was placed down onto her belly, feeling the weight of the seed that should have been inside of her womb right now.~ A sudden emptiness came over her as what could only have been some bestial instinct in her feeling robbed of the chance to produce offspring! The dragon blood ran extremely strong in her but it did not rule her, so after a few moments of clearly being very aroused by the sight of the extraordinary amount of cum in the condom, Grace spoke hesitantly. “I… I-" but was cut off as Amahle continued, bringing the large sack of heavy cum closer to her face, offering it to her! She had been about to apologize and say she just wasn't ready for a baby even if she was tempted to let Amahle fuck her without a condom on. Her inner purveyor of lewd stories wanted to experience for herself what a creampie was like, but reality still reigned over Grace. She just wasn't ready to take that chance right now! She blushes even more and can't meet Amahle's dominant and teasing stare as she suggests she might be able to take advantage of how vulnerable Grace feels under Amahle to take the dragon without a condom!

The sudden movement from Amahle was unexpected from Grace and she was defenseless and unable to resist as she was rolled over onto her side and it looked like Amahle was about to mount her once again, and this time without a condom, just like how she had threatened to do! Grace felt a spike of arousal and panicked slightly. “W-wait!” She managed just before Amahle thrust her cock forward… only to reveal she had never meant to actually pierce the dragon! Amahle would notice Grace growing wetter once again in this new position! As Amahle offered the condom again, Grace would say, "I-I dont want to make you besmirch your tribe's honor o-or your own by forcing you to use a condom a-and completely refuse to take the seed inside me…" Perhaps she misunderstood something in her still pretty disorientated state, but in her mind it sounded like it was a very important matter to Amahle that her partners end with her seed in them, and so Grace nervously continues. “I-I just have to drink it right? And then you won't get in trouble for not cumming inside of me?” Her brain was still pretty scattered and she probably sounded alot more lewd than she intended, but if she received an affirmative, she would open her mouth and allow Amahle to pour her seed between the noble’s open lips! The cum was thick and it immediately coated Grace’s tongue. In some of her stories, it talked about cum tasting amazing but this taste had left much to desire. Despite this, Grace felt her heart rate increase. She was being, in some ways, threatened and forced to drink Amahle’s cum which strangely enough aroused Grace! She had to play with the cum jelly using her tongue for a while before she was able to down it all, which was probably a very arousing sight for the futa. Grace would leave the remainder of the cum in the wrapper though.

After Qasemi’s interruption and Amahle’s subsequent frustrated outburst, Grace would still seem hesitant to agree to be fucked without a condom. Feeling the thick and hot rod rubbing into her belly got some small and cute moans from Grace as it was a great reminder for her recovering mind of what she had just been through “S-she seems to have been through enough, a-and… and maybe there’s some other form of birth control? S-so that I d-dont have to make you use a condom next time…” And oh there would be a next time. This had been too amazing of an experience to not let Amahle fuck her once again! “But for now, w-we should probably head back to the others…” There had certainly been a strong commanding presence in Grace’s voice when she had first picked up the trio, but right now there was none of that in her voice. Rather it almost seemed like it was a suggestion rather than a definite command. Though if Amahle did reluctantly agree, Grace would have to rest for a few moments longer before she was confident enough to stand and gather the towels to cover themselves on their trip back to the baths!

 

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--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

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-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

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Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

"It certainly wouldn't hurt... Oooohhhh...." Amahle let out a soft groan as she watched the globs of her salty cream ooze from the wrapper onto Grace's outstretched tongue, and while she was watching the dragoness roll her tongue through the thick cum that had been oozed into her mouth, Grace would feel the futa's cock twitching excitedly against her stomach. After a few seconds she would begin to give slow shifts of her hips, giving phantom thrusts that, had she actually penetrated the dragoness, would have left her cock constantly striking those deep internal sweetspots that Grace had only recently discovered. Despite the noblewoman's intentions, it was clear that she wasn't growing any less amorous thanks to Grace's display.

Such was her arousal that, following Qasemi's interruption and Grace's response, Amahle would give a throaty growl of need and a particularly firm phantom thrust. "Birth control? No... For pleasure is one thing, but... This pussy wants my seed NOW! Naya would be most pleased were I to just..." She had given a few more fake thrusts while speaking, but then, as she paused, Amahle retracted to once again aim her bare, cum-covered cock at Grace's unprotected folds. "Plant it..." She crooned slowly, and Grace would feel the pressure mounting - but with occasional moments where it lessened to almost nothing - even as the woman looked her directly in the eyes, grinning and searching for any sign of weakness, or for the boiling over of the desperate lust - the primal need to breed - that was clearly raging in her at that particular moment.

Grace would have a few seconds to deny the woman, either by wrenching her leg away or by more fervently refusing the futa's intentions. If she didn't... That pressure would mount and mount and mount until, finally, Grace's folds gave way. If she did, however, Amahle would finally pull away with a huff and chuckle, plopping down onto the bed beside her again and giving the dragoness the time that she needed to recover some of her stamina, that they might go join Qasemi and Hedieh in the baths. The two of them would, at that point, already be toweling themselves off, having finished bathing while Grace and Amahle were going at it.

 

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Grace could feel her own arousal ramping back up slowly as Amahle's futa cock twitched against Grace's belly. Such a powerful and massive cock... And feeling those phantom thrusts against her belly did nothing to keep the thoughts and memory of what Amahle could do with that cock if she only opened her legs once more and invite her back in for round two! Grace couldn't help it with a horny futa literally humping her! She too was starting to grow aroused once more even if she didn't want to and knew she had better things to get done! Things she needed to get done!

"W-what? B-but I would get pregnant, we definitely need some sort of birth control..." Grace responded as Amahle repositioned and had the crown of her queenly cock resting and poking at the used entrance of Grace's noble pussy. Amahle had opened pandora's box for Grace and there was absolutely no way to go back to exactly who she was before she had laid with Amahle! She indeed wanted to know how to felt to be creampied, b-but in a safe manner! One where she probably wouldn't get pregnant from it! And yet the desire was still there no matter how Grace denied it. When Amahle looked her in the eye, there was certainly some weakness there, and yet Grace still tried to bargain her way out of this situation!

"J-just wait, a-and hold it in for a while, w-we can continue this later tonight, b-but I have things I need to get done today, a-and the others are probably already waiting for us! Y-you can have your way with me later tonight, h-how about that?" She felt herself growing wetter as she offered Amahle to do what ever she wanted to her later in the day and she squirmed under Amahle's intense and aroused gaze! If Amahle did agree, she would grab the towels and flee for the bathrooms, unsure of what would happen if she stayed any longer with this sexual beast!

 

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

Spoiler

-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

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Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

Grace's further protest only prompted Amahle to push a little bit further, causing her petals to part and the futa's bare cockhead to push directly against her entrance, preparing to slip into her, still virile semen and all. "That's the idea~" Amahle purred heavily, leaning forward even further to the point that Grace's leg was pressed so far against her, she might have been able to lick her own knee. It was certainly a deep stretch... And it left her so fully exposed and vulnerable that, if Amahle decided to shift her hips forward at any point, she'd have hit every one of the dragongirl's sweet spots in the process. "Like I was saying... I want to plant my seed.... Right.... Here~" Rather than make that fateful push, however, she slipped her fingers over the head of her cock - gathering up most of the cum still clinging to it - and then brought this fingers over Grace's womb and drew a symbol there with the pearly goo clinging to her fingers.

The dragoness might have had a fairly extensive education, but religious symbols had not been among them. She couldn't identify the marking that Amahle had left, but the warrior seemed satisfied with it after moving her fingers for a few seconds, and continued; "Where the goddess of life will bless us with offspring~ Nnhhnnnn..." That left Grace the opportunity to make her desperate offer to the warrior who was about to deliberately try to inseminate her, and Amahle seemed to playfully contemplate the offer for a few moments while playfully rocking her hips, each motion threatening to drive that shaft deep into the dragon's defenseless folds. "Mmmm..... Hmhmhm~ Later tonight? Perhaps I should save my stamina then? I don't know though... This body of yours was such a pleasant relief~ I want to have it again right now... For real this time!" She gave Grace's rump a soft smack and grinned down at her, "Perhaps though, hmmmm.... If you offer to let me... Really satisfy myself~ And maybe... Give me some relief to tide myself over in the bath~"

That demand would hang, waiting for Grace to acquiesce to it. If she did, it would be on to the baths. If she didn't... Then she would be on to the baths a little bit later. If she did, Amahle would follow her in, making no effort to hide her own remaining erection. She would settle feet first into the bath, first sitting on the edge. Qasemi, having already finished her bath, was toweling off, and paid them little attention. Hedieh, who was just climbing out of it, would turn red in the face at the sight of them, but Grace would easily notice that she could only flit her gaze between the two, particularly between the mark on Grace's belly and Amahle's still erect member. "Errrr... H-how did it... G-go?" She asked awkwardly, in one of the few moments where she managed to keep Grace's face the center of her gaze.

 

[theguy09]

Grace let out a very unlady like whimper as her petals were parted and teased by the fat head of Amahle's futa cock. "O-oh gods..." She managed to mutter as Amahle made it clear she intended to but a black dragon baby in Grace if she were to push the head of her cock fully into the dragoness. Grace was easily flexible enough to be pushed into her new position by Amahle. With her new view of Grace's nether region, it would be made clearly visible that even with Grace's protests, her body was ready to submit from all the teasing and dominating Amahle was doing. Grace's pussy was clearly only getting wetter. Grace would physically shiver as Amahle continued to taunt Grace with her impregnation and used her futa cum to draw something right above Grace's womb. "W-what a-are you doing?" She couldn't help but ask, as even with her intensive education, Grace didn't recognize they symbol drawn in cum that now painted her lower navel region.

Grace would turn her head away and use a hand to cover her mouth as she muffled her low moans from Amahle's rocking motions that were each on the cusp of starting another round of fucking, this one clearly a round that would be full of Dragon breeding! Grace took a perverted pride in Amahle's appreciation and desire for her body. Somewhere in the back of her mind, the prideful dragon preened that she could be good at something she was only trying for the second time! "Y-yes l-later tonight!" Grace said before letting out a quite yelp as her ass was smacked. She bit her lower lip as she was told she was going to have to offer to relieve Amahle while they were in the bath if she wanted to delay their next session, and after a moment or two of hesitation and probably another teasing thrust by Amahle, Grace would agree. "O-ok, f-fine! I-I'll relieve you in the bath, b-but what exactly do you want me to do?"

Grace would be covered in a towel as she entered the baths, lowering once actually inside with the door behind them and refusing to meet either of the other two girls gazes directly as she did so. Seeing Hedieh's red face and attention sticking to the two of them, a slight blush appears on Grace's cheeks. It would once again dawn on her of how just loud they had been and when Hedieh asks how it went, Grace really didnt want to talk about it, and so gave just a curt, "Umm, good. It was good..." before she settled down into the water as well, the goop on her belly washing away easily. She really hoped the other two girls would finish up and leave before Amahle demanded she relieve her!

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

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-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

Spoiler

Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

Amahle gave a deep giggle in response to Grace's question, and as they were heading for the baths, she replied; "Grab one of your... Things. Or don't!" She gestured with her head towards Grace's bag, where the box of condoms lay, though whether or not the dragoness would actually bother to grab one was up to her. In the bathing chamber, Hedieh would gulp and look aside after Grace's response, clearly finding this nearly or as awkward as the noblewoman herself was finding this. "Errr... That's uhh.... G-good... Uhm... W-well, I'll just, uhhh, go dry off in the other room and... Wait for you," she said, before heading hastily for the door, still naked and without grabbing her clothes.

Hedieh clearly wanted to get out of the room as quickly as possible, but she had to pass Amahle to do it, and the futa was evidently feeling bold after how effectively she'd fucked Grace into submission. She smacked Hedieh's rear as the mousy catgirl passed, producing an audible CLAP and a fair amount of jiggle despite Hedieh's fairly spare frame. That clap wasn't enough to hide the excited sounding yelp that Hedieh unleashed at having her ass smacked like that, however, and she shot an embarrassed look at the tittering Amahle, who gave her ass a squeeze before releasing it and allowing Hedieh to scurry out of the room, now sporting a handprint on her backside. Qasemi watched the exchange without comment or visible shift in expression, slowly and deliberately toweling herself dry.

Amahle would watch Hedieh go, spare Qasemi a glance that saw her eyes trailing up and down the muscular woman's body briefly, and then went to sit in the bath, gesturing for Grace to join her. "Come... You may start by using your mouth~ And if you are good, maybe I'll let you finish with it," she said. She had seated herself on the edge of the bath, splaying her legs out while her erection jutted into the steamy air of the bathing chamber, still glistening with Grace's juices from base to tip.

 

[theguy09]

Grace blushed and felt her nethers twitch and drool a little as she was told to go back and grab another condom. So that's what Amahle wanted as a payment to wait to cum inside of her! Grace shyly nodded and quickly grabbed another wrapper from her bag and would follow Amahle out of the room! Back in the bathroom, Grace hid her condom in the palm of her hand, doing her best to not make it obvious the two of them were going to continue in the bath this time! Though the still raging hard on Amahle had, or her own dripping wet cunny might have already given that away! “S-sounds good… y-you guys c-can just relax, I-I don't have any plans for you guys for the rest of the day…” She didn't want to make the other two think they had to wait on Amahle and Grace to continue with their own days.

Seeing another display of just how alpha Amahle could be with her bold slap of Heideh’s ass, the thought of what would happen if Amahle successfully fucked all three of them floated to the top of her mind and she grew even wetter! Gods, who knew not being in charge for once in a while could be so nice! The tip of her tail curled up slightly as a tell for her arousal, though if anyone would even recognize it for what it was would be up in the air. She wondered if her own handprints were still apparent on her ass like Heideh had one now as well! As Amahle went and moved to the edge of the bath and sat on its edge, calling the dragoness over, Grace’s blush immediately boomed and burned red as Amahle called her over and gave her instructions on what she wanted done. Grace immediately moved over, still hiding her condom in hand. “Q-qasemi is still here!” She quietly hissed in embarrassment, trying to keep her voice low so only Amahle would hear her before sending a glance to the other cat girl to see how close she was to leaving! She may have submitted and let Amahle fuck her, b-but doing something sexual in front of an audience might be a bit too much for the inexperienced dragoness! Even as she quietly talked to Amahle, she still slipped into the bath’s water, getting ready to do what the taller and dominant futa asked for once Qasemi left!

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

Spoiler

-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

Spoiler

Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

"So?" Amahle replied nonchalantly, making no effort to keep her voice down. "Let her watch~" After she said it, Amahle leaned over and grasped Grace by one of her horns, pulling the dragoness closer to her erection. Fortunately for her dignity, Qasemi would stare over at them for only a few seconds after that before simply turning and walking for the door. She grabbed her clothing and Hedieh's on the way out - the skimpy slave rags that were their only available garments having been forgotten by the embarrassed catgirl - and promptly left, leaving Grace alone with Amahle again.

"There, better?" Amahle asked with amusement mixing into the arousal still evident in her voice.

 

[theguy09]

Grace's golden and magnificent horns were textured in such a way that they offered an amazing grip to Amahle as she grabbed onto one and used it as a handle. As Qasemi looked over at them, she would see how Grace’s blushing face was just inches away from Amahle’s dark and throbbing cock, while Grace refused to meet Qasemi's stare. When she would finally stop staring and move to leave, Grace would sigh in relief, her breath brushing over Amahle's cock no doubt leading to it twitching some more. She tried to make a mental note in that moment that she would need to get the girls new clothing as well, but if she remembered that after what was about to happen was to be seen.

“Y-yes, better…” Grace admitted, though she still needed a little to mentally prepare herself. She had never done what Amahle was asking of her, not even to that lucky stable hand! She would move until she was properly in between the taller women's legs and then she tentatively would reach out and wrap her soft and slender fingers around the massive meat pole of Amahle's cock. She forgot to hide her expression as she felt surprise from how hard and warm the cock was. How she could feel Amahle's heart beat through it! "W-was a-all of this really buried inside of me?" It was different from feeling it buried in her pussy versus touching it with her hand, and Grace would continue to nervously touch Amahle for a few more moments before she leaned in an started to give it a few licks, first one along the pole, and then another, before she gave the head a lick. Each one collecting left over pussy juices and cum from earlier!

She had always found girls cleaning their partners cocks hot in her books, and so she would continue to just lick Amahle's cock till she managed to clean it of their mixed juices! Once clean, she paused in uncertainty of what to do next before she started to kiss the fat, dark, mushroom head, planting a few kisses before she slowly started to slip her lips around it, trying to suck Amahle off! Though she may have read lots of erotica, reading about it did not transfer into skill, and she fumbled around forgetting to use her tongue as she sucked or vise versa and other inexperienced mistakes. She wasn't even bobbing her head up and down, instead she just had the head between her lips as she tried to pleasure the futa! She would stop for a moment to mumble, "D-does that feel good?" Though Grace was trying, it definitely was not the best blow job Amahle had ever received! Grace suddenly realized she should be using her hand and would reach up and start to stroke the length of the meat pole. She would continue her inexperienced attentions, trying to see if it was pleasing Amahle or not!

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine

--Slaves--

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Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

Spoiler

-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

Spoiler

Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

That released sigh caused Amahle's thick tool to pulse in front of Grace, a reaction to that puff of warm air. When she gripped it, she could feel the mixture of the condom's lubricant and Amahle's cum coating stickily to her fingers, and the steady pulse of the former slave's heartbeat as it pumped blood through the thick tool. "It was~ And it wants to go back in you, too..." She purred in response to Grace's amazed query, but despite her professed lust she would remain patient through Grace's initial exploration. "Nnnnnhhhhhh.... Very good," Amahle purred in approval as Grace first ran her tongue along her shaft, causing it to twitch again. The dragoness would be treated to more of the woman's salty cum as she lapped at the head, but after a few quick laps the lighter cockhead would be clean, leaving Grace to run licks along Amahle's shaft for the next few minutes.

The huntress certainly seemed to enjoy that, and Grace had her giving pleased murmurs and the occasional moan. When she shifted to suckling on the head and stroking her, however, Amahle's reactions were noticeably lessened, though far from nonexistant. The rod in her hands would occasionally twitch in her grip, and the laps of her tongue would catch globs of pre as they ran over Amahle's cap. The woman kept a grip on Grace's horn, but didn't excercise any further control upon the dragoness... Yet. Instead, when Grace pulled off of her cock, the dark skinned woman gave a short bark of laughter and replied; "Of course! Mmmm... But I think I want to feel it somewhere... Tight and warm again."

 

[theguy09]

The sticky mess on her fingers and the feeling of the futa rod throbbing powerfully against her fingers made this seem all the more real to Grace, made it sink in even further that this had been the cock that had fucked her so silly just a few minutes ago! And as Amahle told Grace about how her cock wanted back inside the noble, Grace would let out an aroused and shaky breath against the throbbing cock once more. "I-I don't think I'll be able to deny it's wants~..." She would have to ask for forgiveness from her non horny self later on for submitting so easily, but the pleasure Amahle gave her was addicting! After the first few licks, Grace would do one long lick of Amahle's cock, starting at the base and going all the way to the head, all while Grace tried to maintain eye contact with the futa! Once done, she audibly swallowed before saying, "W-was I really that good of a lay that you want me again so soon?" She blushes and finally has to break eye contact as she makes an attempt to flirt. "D-did it feel g-good stretching me o-out?"

The futa cream didn't taste bad, and would probably taste even better if it wasn't mixed with the condom's own lube, though the mixed tastes didn't stop Grace from fully cleaning Amahle off. The futa precum tasted just fine though, and she quickly lapped up any the bubbled up from the tip of Amahle's ragging volcano! With her horn still under control of the strong women's grip, Grace couldn't move far from the dark cock when she mumbled to Amahle, and she was about to resume her attentions when Amahle barked her laughter. Already blushing, Grace goes a shade darker and nods, giving the dark meat one last lick across the head. "Here le... let me put it on for you..." She said with an excited nervousness before she grabbed the condom she would have left next to Amahle on the side of the pool once Qasemi had left, tearing it open before pulling out the rubber and pulling it down over Amahle cock. It was probably a tighter fit than it should be, just like the last one, as Grace's preparations to do some sexual exploring hadn't taken into account that she would find suck a massive dick to give her a proper dicking! "How... how do you want to do this?" Amahle would notice Grace's draconic tail moving in the water at a very light wag, which Grace didn't even seem to notice.

 

[Tassadar]

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: HP = 70, PP = 56, EP = 40, Status = Fine, possibly ahegao

--Slaves--

Spoiler

Slightly curvy but mousy thief cat girl, Hedieh
Curvy and fit anti slaver cat girl, still in slave collar, Qasemi
Dark skinned human warrior, Gehle tribe, Amahle

---The Family---

Spoiler

-Those In Charge-
Garm Astrogoth - Adoptive grandfather, dying family patriarch. Made motions to end the practices of slavery and indentured servitude, very successful both financially and militarily, basically saved the dynasty in his youth and thus gets a lot of leeway in how he runs the region.
Claire Astrogoth - Garm's wife. Been dead for fifteen years.

-Her Competition-
Bastien Astrogoth - Grace's younger brother, born shortly after she was adopted. Has largely been nice to her, has not begrudged her the chance to take over the family. Average height, dark haired like Garm, even build.
Maxime Astrogoth - Branch family, daughter of Constanin, only other girl competing. Extremely militant. Outwardly friendly to Grace. Extremely fit, long red hair, considered a rare beauty.
Giles Renou - Distant branch family member who was given the chance to compete in the Choosing. Unknown party, was largely respectful the few times that Grace met him. Stocky, blonde haired, wears glasses.
Solomon Astroagoth - Son of Lucrece Astrogoth, considered by most to be a frail weakling, has no talent whatsoever for military matters, either in leading them, planning them, or acting on them himself. Decent at mathematics, poetry, and business. Makes his position on Grace unclear. Sallow faced, dark of hair.

-Her Enemies-
Aliza Astrogoth - Oldest member of the family, wife of the patriarch before Garm, a man who nearly ran the province into the ground. Fervently racist, suggested that Grace should be drowned, shot, decapitated, killed to be stuffed, and numerous other horrific things to Garm's face, often within Grace's earshot. Garm's great aunt.
Lucrece Astrogoth - Aliza's daughter, Garm's cousin, as conservative as her mother but much more diplomatic about it. Extremely nice, charitable, but thinks of Grace's opportunity to take over the family as completely illegitimate. Solomon's mother. Manages the estate when Garm is away.
Constantin Astrogoth - Member of the branch family, nephew of the head of it and noted commander at arms, particularly against river pirates coming in from the South. Fervently opposed ending slavery, has a lot of rural land directly under his control, primarily to the Southeast. Father of Maxime.
Valentine Renou - The head of the largest and most powerful branch family, managed to get his nephew Giles into the running to take over the family by deeds. Extremely militant, holds the Northeastern border against a clan of orc raiders.
Thomas Renou - Brother of Valentine, accomplished knight, fervently religious and conservative, called a paladin despite favoring modern weapons and armor. Trained Giles. Loved by the public and the army for his victories, but hated by Garm for being especially brutal.

---The Region---

Spoiler

Astoria - Region in Northwestern Badaria. Has control of several trade routes between Anudor, Crolia, and heartland Badaria. Ruled by the Astrogoths.
--Andros - Regional capital, large city.

---The Criminals---

Spoiler

Grace hasn't met them...

---Everyone Else---

Spoiler

Doctor Tombs - Anudorian Slave Caravaneer, handsome and finely dressed.
Mirchios Astrad - Anudorian Slavemaster, works for Tombs, portly bald man covered in scars, including a missing eye and a large one on the back of his head.

Anastasia Duiches - Badarian slavemistress of a lesser noble house. Black hair with red streaks, pointed hawkish nose and high cheekbones.

Time of Year: Mid Spring.

"Mmmmmmm.... You won't~ I'm gonna fuck you again," Amahle replied confidently, keeping her gaze centered on Grace as the dragoness tongued her cock. She chuckled and then moaned at Grace's follow-up dirty question, "Nnnhhh, after such a long dry spell... You were perfect~ Taming that dragon pussy, stretching you out... I could tell I was the first one to get you that deep. The only thing better would have been to plant my seed there!"

Amahle would let the dragoness place the condom onto her, and once again the latex strained to contain the futa's immense tool, and once it was affixed the thing pulsed in Grace's grip as the dragoness issued her question. Amahle's gaze traveled hungrily along Grace's body, stopped when it noticed the dragon's wagging tail, and a genuine smile spread momentarily across her face. "Eheheh.... Mmmhhhh... Why don't you bend over against the edge of the tub?"

Once Grace went to obey, Amahle would eye her for another moment, letting Grace look back at her, before launching forward to take up a position behind the dragoness. If Grace hadn't already done so, Amahle would grab and lift Grace's tail until it was laid over one of her shoulders, and the noblewoman felt that thick rod pressing against her nether lips again. She had only just taken the thing for the first time a little while ago, but already an aching excitement at the prospect of having it inside of her again had arisen, the anticipation for the real filling that she was about to receive curling up in her belly and just waiting to be unwound. Amahle didn't waste any time either, settling one hand on one of Grace's hips, keeping the other at the base of her cock to keep it properly aligned, and pushing forward to bury her cock into Grace's pussy almost to the hilt in a single stroke.

Pleasure surged up the dragon's spine as she was so thoroughly filled all over again, and Amahle gave a groan of pure satisfaction from being immersed into Grace's tight folds again. This time, having already been stretched out, it took Amahle only a couple of short rolls of her hips to fully bury her shaft into the dragon's pussy, leaving the darker woman's wrapped helmet prodding into those deep internal sweet spots around the entrance to Grace's womb, flooding her brain with even greater pleasure as Amahle got situated to start railing her for a second time. "Nnnnhhhhh!!! Pussy this good after such a long dry spell... Ghhnnn! I could fuck you all day!" Amahle grunted in a husky voice, and the futa's free hand left Grace's hip to rear back and deliver a stinging smack to Grace's backside, leaving a handprint glowing on her pale skin.

Amahle smoothed her hand away to examine the mark, chuckling briefly before her hand returned to knead the sting away. "Hnk... Sorry... Couldn't resist~ I'll go ahead and make you cum your brains out as an apology!" She muttered, before rearing back to begin pumping steadily into Grace's upraised pussy. There was no need for a warmup at this point; the athletic warrior woman had already made Grace's folds stretch to accommodate her, and any discomfort at taking so large a rod was long gone. Her partner seemed intent on going fast and hard right from the get go, as by the third stroke, Amahle's hips were clapping audibly against Grace's upraised rear, and after the first ten or so she was delivering at least one stroke per second.

Grace was left utterly overwhelmed all over again, her sensitive inner walls singing in bliss all over again as Amahle's cock stretched them over and over and over. The colliding of their bodies was loud enough that it was undoubtedly carrying to the next room over, and Amahle wasn't making much if any effort to quiet her pleasured grunts and moans. The water sloshed around them as Amahle furiously pumped into Grace's sex, prompting Grace's cheeks to redden with the fury of Amahle's strokes, but it might be that the headlong rush towards an orgasm that Amahle was taking her on was enough to keep Grace from concentrating too much on the depraved noises that they were making. It was even faster and more vigorous than the mating that had preceded it, and for the next couple of minutes Grace was left braced for dear life against the side of the tub, bust jiggling back and forth and ripples running across the increasingly reddened flesh of her ass. Every time Amahle's cock was slammed into her, another burst of pleasure shot up Grace's spine, and the knot of oncoming orgasm in her belly tightened even further, until finally it had no choice but to unwind in an explosive burst of unspeakable ecstasy.

As she came, Amahle bottomed out into her, but Grace didn't feel the bubble of heat at her tip that would have signaled her own orgasm. Instead, she seemed merely to be enjoying the fluttering of the dragon noble's folds around her shaft as Grace endured another orgasm at her hands. "Ooooohhhhhh yes.... Ghhnnn, cum all over this cock... Nnnhhhgg! Let me know how much you fucking love it!" She demanded, and the increasingly exhausted and cock-drunk dragoness wasn't given long more than couple of seconds before the human woman was pounding into her all over again. Another orgasm tailed on the first another couple of minutes later, and it wouldn't be until Grace was enraptured in a third that Amahle's heavy panting and rapid thrusting were starting to grow desperate. While Grace was panting through the afterglow of that third peak, Amahle's stroking took on a feverish pace, and she panted; "Gonna.... Hnnggg... Cum...."

Some thirty seconds after that announcement, Grace would feel Amahle tense up and give one final thrust, a groan of satisfaction drawing the last of the air from her lungs as she made good on her promise. Grace would feel the condom bubble inside of her, that liquid heat trapped in the reservoir at the condom's tip, still intensely tactile but lacking a certain sense of satisfaction that left her body feeling an unfamiliar emptiness as the wrapper again ensured that she wouldn't be having Amahle's child. The dark skinned futa would remain buried to the hilt into her for a minute or so, cock throbbing hard even after it didn't seem to be spewing her seed anymore, before she finally pulled out. The last thing that Grace would feel leaving her cunny was the bubble at the end of Amahle's cock, and Amahle gave a slight sigh as she looked down at it.

"I really was all backed up... Hnnn.... I've got another treat for you~" Amahle leaned over Grace from behind, allowing the dragoness to feel the futa's cock rubbing between the cheeks of her ass, and used one hand to grasp the dragoness by one of her horns and force her to tilt her head upwards, even making her bend backwards until she was as scrunched up as she could be. Then, Grace felt Amahle carefully removing the condom, a process that took a few moments, after which the noblewoman had the wrapper dangling in front of her face, sporting the sizeable bubble containing the human's seed. "Stick your tongue out," Amahle whispered huskily into her ear, and when Grace obeyed, she would again have the thing upended, spilling the woman's massive load onto the dragon's tongue. Amahle's aim was imperfect, however, leaving much of it spilling onto her chin, lips, and a glob even went wide and landed on one of her breasts.

While Grace was dealing with that mess, Amahle would toss the used condom aside. "You know... We should have grabbed more of those... Because I'm not done yet," she murmured, and Grace felt her slowly rearing her hips back. "You should be," a flat voice declared from beside the door, revealing that Qasemi had been standing against the wall for who knew how long. That startled Amahle, who turned her head and scowled at their voyeur, "You... Don't do that!" Qasemi, ignoring the demand, spoke in her usual deadpan tone; "You should not cum inside her. She has already made it clear that she wishes to avoid becoming pregnant, regardless of how much her body might welcome it right now. It would complicate things unnecessarily."

Amahle gave an irritated grunt. "I don't think she'll mind too much right now... Why do you care?" she asked, but Qasemi would reply not in Badarian, but in Anudorian. Grace, though not able to comprehend what she said, would nonetheless feel Amahle's surprised reactions; ["I don't, save that it will make achieving my freedom more difficult if she is irrate with us. She may be a cock addled slut right now, but she is still a noble, and at least part dragon. Her pride will overrule her lust eventually, and when it does, she will likely punish you for inflicting the inconvenience upon her. Besides, she is already practically addicted to your cock; All that you have to do to please Naya by seeding her is have a little patience. She will likely allow you to seed her in due time... And if you must make to appease her now, then I will allow you to try and impregnate me instead."]

That suggestion certainly surprised Amahle, enough that she scoffed, and replied in Anudorian as well; ["Pah, nice try! I know that those scum were giving you something to keep you from having a litter! Besides... Why would you want to have any of mine? We've never even spoken before today!"] Qasemi, ignoring any protests on Grace's part in regards to the language of their conversation; ["They were giving me a potion to control my heat cycle. I doubt that it would render me fully infertile, and even if it has inhibited my fertility somewhat... Surely you are potent enough to overcome it? As for why... You are far from the worst I would have carried the child of, and I have done worse things than that... Besides, you'd never spoken to HER before today anyway!"]

That caused Amahle some pause, the challenge, her ongoing lust, and trepidation at the other slave's open admission of her manipulation warring within her before Qasemi ultimately helped sway the decision in her favor. She stalked forward, slipping out of her sparse clothing, and joined the two of them in the bath. ["Don't overthink it; I'm offering you the opportunity to fuck another slut senseless. You can addict me to your dick, and cum inside me all you want... So give me every last drop you have,"] Qasemi declared in a purr, moving around the two until she was bent over next to Grace, leaning her warm weight against the fucked-silly dragon's side. That, it seemed, was enough to help Amahle's libido win the conflict, and she gave a bark of laughter and gave Grace's rear another smack. "I guess we'll have a third... And she wants it without one of your... Things, so... ready for round three?" Amahle declared, switching back to a tongue that Grace could understand even as the warrior woman reared her hips back to level her cockhead against Grace's nether lips... Unprotected.

 

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Grace quivered under that confident declaration and pleased stare, a wet mess as she continued to give Amahle's dark cock oral attention. Grace was clearly aroused by Amahle's counter teasing but even then Grace had to stop for a moment and mutter a slightly defiant objection that she wasn't being tamed before resuming the work of her warm tongue!

The sight of Amahle's cock straining and bulging against the too tight condom emphasized just how thick the futa was, and how that was going to be buried inside her once more! She gave the cock a light squeeze with her soft hand after placing the rubber on it. The hunger in Amahle's gaze after Grace had asked what to do next was intense and Grace strangely couldn't get herself to meet that gaze and turned her head away. A thought in the back of her head that she ignored suggested it was like she was prey being looked at by a big bad predator! Thus she missed the genuine smile and didn't even notice how her tail was unconsciously wagging her excitement! "O-ok!" She turned around and bent over the side of the bath.

Having read about it in one of her books, Grace did her best to lay her upper body as close to the floor as she could, arching her back to lift her ass before she turned slightly, and with some flexibility, reached around with a hand to her pussy and using it to slightly spread it, giving Amahle a perfect view of the pink petals she was about to claim!

A few moments later Amahle moved forward and claimed her position behind the noble and as she grabbed Grace's smooth and scaly tail, the very last few inches of it fluttered about wildly and Grace let out a quiet and cute moan, and at the same time the cock that had been the first to properly fuck her lined up against her dripping wet nether lips once more! Grace could feel her heartbeat speeding up and tension building in her lower belly, her pussy was already clenching in excitement for the lovely abuse they were soon to receive! "Hhwwwwaaaah!~" She loudly gasped that was more of a moan as Amahle practically sheathed herself in one go! She had to turn back forwards facing and brace herself as the pleasure started to surge with Amahle finished working her cock deeper into Grace’s pussy. Her womb was being prodded and poked as Amahle still had to give it a little push to get herself fully in after Grace had some time to tighten back up from her previous rutting, though it was indeed much easier than the first time!

"Mmhhh~" Grace moaned as her ass was given a firm slap by the futa and a sting spread through her ass. It was just the perfect size to continue to jiggle a few moments after it had been slapped! "O-oooohhhh~ I-I d-d-don't think… mmmmhhhh~ I-Id be able t-to take the p-pleasure if y-you fucked me a-all d-day!" Eager to taste more pleasure, the dragoness began trying to thrust her hips backwards towards Amahle to meet her thrusts, and moaning all the more like a whore because of it! Normally she wasn't so tempted by personal pleasures, but she had been introduced to an addictive level of pleasure and the gap between it and what she had previously known was massive! It wasn't her fault she was enjoying this pleasure, it was Amahle's for introducing her to it! Grace's attempts to keep up with Amahle’s pace lasted only a little while as Amahle’s new fucking pace was not something Grace could keep up with, instead she had to just brace herself for dear life as she turned into a moaning mess under Amahle’s jack hammer speed mating!

She uncontrollably moaned as her pussy sang its bliss to the rest of her body. Her pussy still nice and snug for Amahle even as it was stretched and relentlessly pounded! “F-fuuuuuuuck, fuck, O-oooooohh~” An orgasm was building inside of her with each thrust, with every poke and grind of the head of Amahle’s cock against her womb. Her round ass checks were covered in the pleasant sting from Amahle furious fucking and as pleasure was shooting up her spine with every thrust, Grace’s orgasm built more and more! Finally, that bubble would burst and Grace loudly and lewdly cried out as she came all over Amahle’s dark cock! Even if there wasn't a bubble of cum spreading deep in her pussy, having that steel hard cock meat buried inside of her, providing something for her pussy to milk in orgasm, was almost as good as if she had felt the heat of Amahle’s cum blooming inside of her! She twitched and spasmed in orgasm and her folds did the same, spreading fem cum all over Amahle’s lower body. “L-love.... i-it!” It took her a whole lot of effort before her brain was able to properly work out a response for Amahle before she went right back to turning Grace’s brain to jelly with pleasure! Being pounded by her futa mid orgasm only elevated her bliss to the next level! By the second climax, her tongue was lollying out of her open moaning mouth, and by the third her eyes started to roll up from ecstasy! During each of her orgasms, the end of Grace’s tail would wildly twitch in place and it was an easy thing to notice for Amahle with how close it was to her head.

She had just come down from that third blissful visit to fluffy heaven when she felt Amahle shiver inside of her before that absolutely huge balloon of hot cum grew deep inside of her cunt! Amahle seemed to just have an unnatural levels of cum to pump into Grace. And as she felt that heat build up just right outside of her womb, felt that cum being kept from her fertile fields by only that condom, Grace felt a sense of loss and emptiness that this heat was outside her womb rather than inside of it. Her arms that had been locked in place would finally give out and she laid fully on the floor of the bath with her lower body still in the water. There would be an audible pop as Amahle pulled the giant wad of come that was the end of her condom out of Grace’s pussy.

Grace’s mind was completely hazy and the next thing she knew, her horn was grabbed and used to tilt her head back and she received another waterfall of cum upon her tongue which Grace did her best to swallow the large majority that landed on her tongue while her lower face and breasts got their own small coating of futa cum! Grace laid there afterwards with the fresh aftertaste of cum on her tongue, just panting and recovering her energy, only somewhat registering a conversation was going on around her. It took Qasemi actually getting in the pool next for her to realize she was even there, and at that point, Grace was too tired/cock drunk to care. She moaned as her ass jiggled again just like last time from another smack to her raised butt, and she leaned into Qasemi’s warm presence. It was saying a lot that even in this state, she managed to realize Amahle was about to penetrate her again without a condom on and a very healthy helping of cum coating her cock! “Mhhh, n-not...i-inside m-my p-pussyyyyy…” She protested tiredly. “U-use a-any...thing, e-else…”