Arabella caught her meaning. At least it was an opportunity to get this patrol away from Thorsona’s home. She reached up to undo her jerkin. Her high breasts thrust out for the males to see. They were full and heavy with milk. The men all had a good look.
“As you suggest” Arabella conceded “five silver per man. There’s a good place down the way about a half a block. Nice and quiet. No one will disturb us.”
Arabella did not particularly relish a bunch of Humans doing her one after the other but once she got them down the road and into the trees they would not be able to observe Falco leaving the scene of the crime. She would convince them to each take her one at a time into the thickest part of the trees for some privacy then she would be able to use her invisibility spell and simply slip away before any of them fucked her. She would ‘Call’ Falco to her when it was safe. ‘Call of Hero’ had a range of several miles.
Arabella lead them to the spot she knew. It was a nice parkette a good distance away from Thorsona’s door. No one wanted to waste time having a separate, private time with Arabella so she resigned herself to being the main attraction in a gangbang. They would be placing their filthy Human hands on her, sticking their filthy Human cocks in her, shooting their filthy Human seed into her. It made her pussy tingle to think of the humiliation. Maybe they would shove her around a bit for added debasement. She could only hope.
The good thing was it would be some time before all the guardsmen were done with her. Falco would exit Thorsona’s home unhindered; if he would just stop messing around in there and get out with that bo staff in his hands.
Penley grabbed her youngest guardsman and pulled him to a private area away from the others. The lad had advanced rapidly since that day he had filled out his enlistment application in Vishra’s vestibule while the sounds of Cadwarra making love to Vishra had reached his ears. “I think we can have a little private time ourselves” Penley told him.
The youth did not resist his Captain’s suggestion. It was his first night assigned to Penley’s patrol. The Trainer Trandall had warned him that Penley expected to be frequently pleased.
Penley pulled the young guard’s penis out. He was nice and hard. “Are you a virgin, Guardsman, or have you already gotten your dick blessed by a willing wench?”
“Oh….certainly I have” he lied “often.”
Penley felt his hard cock in her grip. She squeezed it and pumped it a couple times. It was a lovely long one. Maybe it was a bit too skinny but it would penetrate nice and deep.
The young guard dutifully stood there. With his commanding officer’s hand gripping his prick so firmly, he was quite proud of the individual attention he was getting. He could hear his comrades a little way away arguing over who got the Dark Elf first while he got the Captain all to himself.
Penley knelt and was about to start sucking cock when the inability of the other guards to resolve in what order the gangbang should occur got to annoying her. “Just go in order of seniority, you idiots! You can all each have a second go around, you know, if you don’t waste all your time arguing. We just need to get that cutpurse skag to jail before our shift is over at eleven o’clock.”
As she sucked on that beautiful young virgin penis she heard the Dark Elf grunt painfully then one guardsman guffawed “by Marr, If you can’t take that High Elf cock, whadaya going to do when we Humans start stickin’ in the really big ones?”
“You think four inches is really big, do you?” Arabella retorted. There was a round of good-natured laughter in response to Arabella’s jibe at the loudmouthed guardsman.
The High Elf finished. “Okay, Reynolds, get in there, then. We’ll let the Teir’Dal whore tell us by her moans if yours is bigger than mine.”
“Right you are” Reynolds answered “here, Inky, have my ‘four inches’ and another four to boot!” As he mounted Arabella’s lovely, fit body he squeezed her milk-filled boobs. Her milk sprayed up for all to see. He thrust fully in and Arabella made a grunt of pain as he rammed hard several times, thick cock pushing her labia wide apart as he stretched her uncomfortably.
Reynolds came quickly. A third guardsman mounted Arabella as Penley’s young guardsman moaned and orgasmed into Penley’s quim in the darkness a short distance away. He had not lasted very long. Coming too soon while fucking your captain’s vagina was not a way to be promoted in Penley’s patrol. As he pulled up his leggings he heard one of the other guards over in the group remark. “Can you believe a tiny thing like her can take all our big wangs? I think she likes ‘em big.”
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Falco was still looking through all Thorsona’s junk for his equipment, He was almost done rummaging through Thorsona’s walk-in closet without success. Only the corner behind the door was unsearched. He had to close the door to get behind it. To his horror, just as he closed it, he heard the front door lock turn and Thorsona and Bauer barged noisily into the main room.
Clearly annoyed once again, Thorsona tossed her door key on the table by the bed. “You drunk asshole” she snapped at Bauer in the now familiar angry tone she had “if I had known you were going to spend all your copper on ale instead of making sure you had enough to buy me dinner I would have stayed home and used my dildo.”
“Suga’ ips” Bauer answered in a slurred, very intoxicated voice “I was just abou’ da go home and get s’more silver coins so I could spen‘em all on you.”
“Don’t ‘Sugar Lips’ me, you souse! After you spilled that ale on my best top, I’m not in the mood.” There was a scraping of furniture on the floor. “My coin purse is hidden up in the third rafter, just climb up on this chair and get it for me while I change my top and then we can head back to the tavern.”
Falco remained completely still. Why hadn’t Arabella used ‘Call of the Hero’ on him when she saw these two coming down the road? She sure was fucking proud of it and all. He looked down at Arabella’s medallion and confirmed it had not fallen off. What was she doing out there?
He stood there silent, angry at Arabella’s failing. He could hear Bauer making a lot of noise stumbling around in his inebriated state as he got back down off the chair. “Here’s you purse, Suga’ips. And may I say, yuh look ravishin’ topless.”
“Stop leering at me changing, and I don’t need the whole purse, Stupid. I’m not going to walk around with a dozen plat in my pocket. Grab fifty copper and let’s go get some dinner to put in our mouths.”
“Yuh c’n put this in your mouth right now fer free, Babe.”
A drunk trying to seduce his lover with suggestive invitations never resulted in success. “Put that back in your pants, Dolt. There’s no cocksucking tonight. I’m mad at you.”
“Yer mad a’ me?” Bauer asked with the consternated tone only a drunk would use. His speech was barely coherent. “E’en when ya can clearly see how hard ya made me?”
There was a pause while, presumably, Thorsona took a look at the effects her female body had had on Bauer. “Well, I do feel that is quite a compliment you got there, Cupcake. I am surprised you can get it up with all that ale in your gut, though.”