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[everyoneisgorgeous]

One could hardly accuse Chizuru of running an unscrupulous business, here. She had the finest girls in the five Kingdoms, was half-succubus and half-incubus so knew full well what people wanted - had the finest boys in the five Kingdoms, also - and was open and inclusive about her clientele. If you could fit through the doors, she could find you a companion for the night. Provided a bit of coin, of course.

And really, Amane was already a product. Chizuru had no hand in her being sold. All she'd done was purchase her, tidy her up a bit, go through the usual... initiation... (and my, what a surprise to find out the girl could produce milk), and then they'd been set. Kisses, hugs, getting one of her other girls, a pretty little spider girl, to whip her up an outfit. All tight curves and thong up her ass, really showing off her body. Delicate and pretty, of course, Amane's appeal was that she looked the part of an upper class lady, just - sexy. Showy.

The walls are one way. The clients can see Amane sitting there, but Amane can't see them. Nobody's made this clear to Amane, of course. She's sitting in a small room, a single hole in front of her, a collar around her neck - she's tied to a post on the floor by it, a length of subtly glowing chain. It's a pretty simple mechanism. There's a coin slot on the post. A few coins in, the chain'll magically come undone, and she'll be free to go. Clients pay about two or three gold coins for the privilege of having their dick sucked, more on a tip. Post takes about ten.

Of course, she could just do it four or five times and be free, but then she wouldn't have any money of her own. The coins the post takes are the brothel's share. The rest? Profit for her, and she's free to spend it on clothes besides the slutty ones the brothel provides, luxuries out in town, whatever.

Or buying her own freedom, eventually, but that's a thousand coin ask.

All she has to do is reach out and slide open the little section of wall covering the glory hole. To get started.

Alllll she has to do.

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[voreaciously]

It's a thousand coin ask, but it's one she intends to meet.

If, at any point, being sold by her parents, being bought by a brothel and being made to have sex and the like bothered her, she's rarely showed it. She keeps to herself and does what she must to survive in this place, because no one is going to do it for her.

The particulars of tonight have been made clear to her and in spite of her lascivious clothing, she sits with the silent dignity of a warrior princess, her face barely made (it adds to her usual appeal to have more delicate or natural makeup). And it is in that same silence that she waits for the inevitable, for the collar to come undone after she slides the slot open.

Well. She may as well.

She reaches forward to open the slot.

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Not that anyone is seeing her face right now, anyway - for the time being? She's just a warm hole on the other side of the wall. She could be anyone. And Chizuru knows full well by now the particulars of how girls react to these situations, what kinds of responses she can get out of them. There's a kind of safety in feeling like nobody knows it's you on the other side, right?

... Of course, they can see Amane. But Amane hasn't been shown this trick of the room yet. From her perspective, the walls are solid, and at the very least, she's allowed the dignity of anonymity. Of course, from the other side of the wall - the little lobby room, with gloryholes just like this, a cheap little promenade for men too broke for a proper night with a girl - they could see her.

That's why there's a thick cock popping out, almost as soon as she slides the door to the side. Incredibly thick, bumpy, long - the only word for it is monstrous, and she can probably identify it as an orc's even without having slept with one before. It's too massive for anything else, too clumsy looking.

It's already hard, twitching in anticipation, and - it looks inviting, in a way, doesn't it? Just something thick and hard, right up in her face, so ready for her service.

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Amane moves back slightly when a cock springs very nearly into her face. It's absolutely massive, the biggest one she has seen, so far, and despite how she may or may not feel about her situation, she is curious. Purely scientific, of course, she's never seen a live one, before.

There's a hint of masculine musk that isn't unpleasant and she can nearly feel the heat radiating off it even though she's pulled back a little. She takes it in her hand, but it cannot wrap all the way around it, a fact that she guessed, but it's entirely another thing to know, to feel for herself. She can call on a great deal of strength in her hands, but for now, they are gentle, her skin soft as a snowfall.

She strokes, more to learn and experiment than to please at first, letting her skin roll over those bumps. Her lips, wet with gloss and so very sweet, part thoughtfully at the prospect at trying to fit this all in her mouth--just how would it feel? What sort of texture awaits her?

Well, she could find out.

She leans forward once more and begins to lick the head in light, little flicks, that gradually grow longer and more full. He seems so eager, it would be cruel to make him wait...but she takes her time, sampling, tasting. She may be a newer arrival, but she is not new to sex (even if she is to penises), but she seeks to make a memorable experience. Anyone can suck from the first, but that is akin to wet, but routine masturbation. She wants the owner of this cock to remember her touch long after they leave. To have her on their mind, to crave her.

It is the only way they will come back, after all.

She plants soft kisses all along the shaft, up and down, up and down, and as she does, her nipples grow more erect and strain against her the fabric of her top. She is not aware of it. Finally, she returns to the head and takes it past her sucking lips into the wet, hot hollow of her mouth. She cannot take all of it, not on the first try if she can at all--but then, she's never been one to shy away from a challenge.

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The texture of the cock is exactly what one would expect - rough and muscular in equal measure, just pliant enough to the touch for her to feel how girthy it is. The scent of it, too, is overwhelming. Not unpleasant, but the sort of heady smell that flows from her nostrils up into her brain - like heavy ale, if she's ever smelled what that is like.

There's a groan from the other side of the wall, the cock being pressed further in at her touch, her kiss - it leans back for a second, then moves forward again, as she takes it between her lips, encouraging her to at least take as much of it as she can - but even the head is a tall order, thick and massive, forcing her to open her jaw wide.

His pre, just a drop of it, wets her tongue, and it tastes incredibly strong - not unpleasant, either, but there is a heavy, virile sensation to it. She can probably imagine the sort of man on the other side. A massive orc, strong and probably battle scarred. Isn't there some part of her that wants to give him comfort?

Because his cock, at least, is twitching in response to her touch, encouraging her onwards, just the head of it stretching her jaw - but in an almost loving way. There's something comforting about worshiping such a massive rod, isn't there.

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Long lashes fall halfway and flutter, butterflies upon her eyes, as she drowns in his scent, whimpering slightly. Her jaw is stretched wide, and there is something incredibly arousing to know that she must do that to accommodate it. It is simply so very big...oh, how she wonders what it would be like to have it inside her.

Just a drop is enough, and even that is so much--she can only imagine what it will be like for him to come properly--but she moans, the sound carrying around his head as her tongue begins to trace small circles around it. More, she wants more and she pushes forward a little, tries to take in more of him.

What is this man like, she wonders...? Oh, she wishes that she could see him to quench her curiosity, but this will simply have to do. She draws her head back and slides it forward as she sucks, going a little further each time, but there's still so much left to conquer.

But she will do it.

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It's a truly massive thing - there'd be no shame in calling for another girl to help her, there's a bell for such a purpose laying around somewhere - but not only would she have to split her money, she'd have to share the real reward here.

This massive, virile cock. It twitches and thrums in response to her ministrations, a low groan from the other side of the wall, the orc clearly steadying himself with a hand on the wall. He can see her, of course - and seeing this beautiful young woman so eager to please is as erotic as the sensations themselves. He almost wants to say something, proper words, but that'd ruin the appeal of this, wouldn't it?

And she's servicing his cock even without encouragement - he pushes in, closer, another half inch of his incredibly thick length down her warm throat, slowly filling her up - there's no doubt from a move like that just how he'd fuck her. Hard.

She could let him know she'd be willing to serve him properly, once she was released from gloryhole duty. Slip some trinket of hers up the same slot the coins will drop down through, a lock of her hair, or a strap of her clothing - but that is a question for later, if ever.

As it stands, all she needs to do is worship what he's giving her. He leans his hips back, slightly, clearly daring her to do more, enticing her to follow after him.

[voreaciously]

Amane can share, but not this time. This is a challenge, a chance to do better. Be better. However she feels about her situation, she will not be terrible or worse mediocre at it. Besides, it's amazing. The heat is tremendous. Normally, she disdains it, but she makes an exception for the here and now. It feels so...so lively. So strong.

She hums her surprised pleasure every time it twitches in her mouth and her hand comes up to fondle his balls as she chases after him. No, not so fast, she will not be parted from this glorious thing so easily. She proves her determination by relaxing her throat and taking even more inside her mouth, her free hand reaching for some oil and pouring it liberally along the length of him before she strokes him wetly where she has yet to reach.

But she will.

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His balls are heavy, full, promising her so much - just her hand against them makes it impossible not to think about him pinning her to the floor, slamming into her, filling her with his seed. Put that together with the heat of his cock, the way it twitches in her mouth - he seems so virile, so powerful.

Especially when he thrusts forward as she begs after him, forcing more of himself down her throat, grunting from his end of the wall. "That's it, bitch," he grunts - and that demeaning tone to his voice should be humiliating.

Should be.

... should be.