1-17 Dance for me, Slave

Jaina stood on the stage in her skimpy black outfit as a packed house waited for their dance. She wanted to give them a little extra entertainment, so she ran an idea past Roric. He was in full agreement and arranged the idea with the innkeeper but wasn't sure anyone would take her up on the offer.

Now that she was on the stage, she held her hands out to bring them to silence.

“I have a challenge to all the lovely ladies out there,” Jaina said as she looked around the room. “You get to eat and drink for free tonight if you are brave enough to come up here and touch my hand. But be warned if you do I will dance in your body for all these hungry men. They will see everything and, if they are so inclined, be able to sample it first-hand later.”

It brought a roar of cheers and laughter as Jaina waited to see if anyone was brave enough to take up her offer. Then a woman from the back rose and walked confidently to the front. She was a lovely thing with small horns poking through golden hair. Even though she wore chain armor, Jaina could tell she had a full chest, skinny waist, and hips that begged to be held firmly during sex. Her skin was a soft blue, and she had a short, smooth tail decorated with golden rings. She walked right up to Jaina and held out her hand as the audience cheered in approval.

“You're sure you want to do this?” Jaina asked as she knelt to take the woman's hand. “Every man in this place will know exactly what's under that armor you're wearing.”

The woman curled a finger, beckoning Jaina to come closer, and then planted a kiss before whispering, “Show them everything.”

The crowd roared as Jaina smiled and stepped back. Her form blurred, and in a moment, she was an exact copy of the woman down to every tiny pore. A few coins hit the stage as she turned to let the minstrels know to begin, and the dance was on.

Jaina's arms went high as her body turned in tight circles while those lovely hips rolled sensually. It was rather fun to have a tail, and she used it to rub up and down her leg as if twisting in deep need. Her eyes were closed, and her lips slightly parted as she heard the coins falling to the stage. A few bounced off her delicate thighs, but she hardly noticed as her mind drifted to the dance itself. For Jiana, this had become a form of sex in its own, her dance a slow sensual form of foreplay. The audience were her lovers, and she was there to please them all, no matter how long it took.

Hands tugged at her hips as Gisley pulled up the dress. It came over Jaina's arms and was quickly discarded, leaving just the sexy black bra and scant panties. That bra barely contained the majesty that was the woman's chest, and coins were thrown to free it from its confines. It was barely a minute later that Gisley was back, tugging at the string until those massive lumps fell free for all to see.

The noise was deafening as the purple nipples stood out so clearly on that blue chest. Jaina even took a moment to squeeze them as coins clattered all about her feet. She resumed the dance, listening to the roar and clatter of coins until, at last, Gisley pulled the strings at her waist.

Now she was bare before the hungry crowd, showing them everything that woman had to offer. The song changed to the slow erotic pulse of the next dance as Jaina began to fondle her chest. She loved feeling those expansive boobs, pressing them together, and pulling at the nipples. The crowd loved it, too, and the coins continued to pour out as poor Gisley struggled to keep up. Then she turned around, showing them that sweet rear as she swung the tail wide. People roared and laughed as coins struck her bottom, but Jaina had no idea why. She assumed the woman's ass must be tasty, so she presented it a lot, and every time people reacted as if it was something special to behold.

It wasn't long before there was a pinch at her rear and the time to reach lower was on her. Deftly her hands moved down in seductive sweeps as her body continued to sway and twist. Her finger began to reach into the folds, teasing her tender place as the tension inside mounted. On the song went as Jaina moaned in the woman's voice, letting them know she was close to release. Her hips never stopped swaying as her body went through the sensual motions, and she arched back while crying out as the moment finally arrived.

Her fingers ran wet with the powerful release, and she used it to drag glistening trails over her skin. Her hands returned to scoop more of the moisture and carry it higher until those purple nipples were slick and wet. She couldn't help but play with those massive tits, enjoying having so much to clutch. The audience appreciated the extra attention up top, and coins fell generously at her feet.

Gisley pinched her rear again, letting her know it was time to have another orgasm, so Jaina kept the dance going. Slowly she played with herself once more, and before the night was over, she'd sung the sweet song of seven orgasms for the hungry crowd.

She smiled at the audience and bid them a good night when it was over. She was horny and overstimulated already as she walked to the room set aside for the night's activities. Gisley was busy scooping up the last of the coins, but strangely Roric hadn't been in the crowd when she finished. To her surprise, she found him in her room, plowing the woman whose image she carried.

She was down on her knees and bent over the bed as Roric held her hands behind her back. He was conquering her like an animal, abusing that pussy with every knot-filled thrust. The woman was crying out in rapid pants, thanking him repeatedly as she had a thunderous orgasm. Jaina slipped into the room and shut the door to wait until they were done. It was only a minute more when Roric growled and pumped his seed into the woman’s body. The woman cried out in unison to his orgasm, sharing it as she trembled in passionate lust.

“So, what is this?” Jaina asked as Roric leaned back to wait for his knot to come out.

“Oh, good. You're here,” Roric replied and turned to look Jaina in the eyes. “Isanha here is an ex-slave who made me an unusual offer.”

“Oh? What kind of offer?” Jaina asked as she moved to the bed and sat beside the panting woman. She started to stroke her back as she smiled at Roric, waiting to hear the explanation.

“She is going to take your place tonight and fuck the men for you,” Roric said and pointed to the woman's neck.

“Is that a slave collar?” Jaina said in surprise. “Oh my gosh, did you spend the points to get a second one?”

“I did,” Roric said with a nod. “We needed one for Evalynn, and she wanted to experience sex with one on again.”

“I can’t blame her for wanting that,” Jaina laughed. “I never want to experience sex without a collar again.”

“She wants to enjoy the experience tonight and fuck the men while they think they are fucking you,” Roric added.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Isanha said in a tired voice. “I have missed the wonderful power of sex with a collar on, and I wanted to experience it again without people knowing it was me.”

“Ahh,” Jaina replied and stroked the woman's head. “So you had me dance to rile them up and make them think they were coming back here to fuck me when in actuality it will be the real you.”

“And nobody will have a clue,” Roric said.

“Why don't we just keep her?” Jaina asked with a playful smile.

“I offered her that,” Roric said and squeezed her rear. “But she is not ready to return to a master. However, this request has raised a new opportunity. Other women might pay well to wear the collar and enjoy its benefits for a while.”

“And do you get to fuck them all?” Jaina asked as her smile spread.

“That is part of the payment, yes,” Roric replied with a smile of his own.

“Then I say you should do it,” Jaina insisted as Roric's knot suddenly pulled away to reveal another freshly fucked milky pussy. She lusted to eat those tender folds, but her eyes went up to just above the tail. Written in big, bold letters were the words “Fuck Toy.”

“Is that why people kept cheering when I showed my ass?” Jaina laughed.

“I always loved it when people saw my tattoo,” Isanha said and turned over to spread her legs wide. “I wanted them to wish they could play with my toys.”

“I would like to do a little playing myself,” Jaina said as she looked at that gooey honey pot.

“I hoped you’d say that,” the woman replied. “As part of my agreement with your master, I demanded you be my first customer.”

Jaina looked to Roric, who nodded and informed her that she was to have sex with Isanha. Jiana dropped right to her knees and quickly buried her face in a pussy still hot from sex. She tasted her master's cum, mixed with the sweet nectar of Isanha’s flower as the two fluids flowed into Jaina’s hungry mouth.

Isanha moaned with delight but quickly reached down to block her access with a hand.

“Up, here,” she said and patted the bed. “I want something to eat too.”

Jaina climbed to the bed and straddled the woman who reached up and guided her hips down. A moment later, she sat on the woman's hungry mouth and felt that silky tongue reach in. Now Jaina was moaning as she leaned over and put her mouth back on the woman's body. The two then competed to see who could please the other one first, feasting on soft purple flesh. Jaina wondered if the woman enjoyed making love to a copy of herself and smiled as she fed on those wonderful folds.

Moments later, the tension inside built to a twisting storm, that tongue refusing to let up. Jiana moaned and thrashed as the power grew, but suddenly the woman screamed into Jaina's pussy, and then she shared the orgasm. It was a new and wonderful experience to feel a shared orgasm while already close to one herself. The very act of her body convulsing drove the second orgasm over the top, creating one long rolling explosion that she shared back.

They had to break away to moan and breathe as their bodies shook from back to back orgasms. Jaina was surprised when the woman tapped her rear and asked her to get up. She then had Jaina lay on her back with her legs over the side of the bed while the woman knelt on the floor.

“I have always wanted to do this,” Isanha said and looked back with an evil grin.

“Do what?” Jaina asked as the woman leaned over to rest on her hands and knees. She then lifted that smooth blue tail, and before Jaina could react, she plunged it into Jaina's tender opening.

Jaina clutched the sheets in tight fists and her back arched from the sudden intrusion. She felt the woman wiggling it to get it deeper and then felt a hand at her own tail. Isanha picked it up and pushed the tip to her own body, and Jaina quickly understood. She flexed and drove her tail in, joining the woman in a deep tail fucking.

Isanha groaned as she leaned forward, drawing the tail through Jaina’s quivering body. Then she lunged back, driving the tail deeply in, its slowly widening girth stretching her pussy wide. Jaina thrashed and moaned as the woman developed a firm rocking pace, forcing them to fuck one another. It was another incredible experience she would never have had without New Eden, and she hoped they would keep coming. As the pressure mounted to switched to clutching those luscious breasts. They were so full and soft that she couldn't help but squeeze them tightly.

The two women sang in unison as their bodies were firmly ravaged by each other. Those beautiful short tails flexing and twisting while also thrusting were driving them wild. This time, Jaina orgasmed first, sharing it with her partner, who only thrust all the harder. Her body couldn’t rest as Isanha refused to relent, knowing that each orgasm would be better than the one before it. She drove on, forcing them to have another, then another, until Jaina was twisting and rolling on the bed. Sweat beaded up on her body as she was driven to the breaking point by endless thrusting. Through the haze of orgasmic sex, she wondered how long this could go on. This wasn’t a man who would eventually finish, and the two women could quite literally keep having orgasms until one of them passed out.

Four, then five, then six; they kept coming, each driven to new heights by sexual escalation. Jaina's back was permanently arched, her shoulders pressed firmly to the bed. Still, the tail fucking went on until finally, they shared one final orgasm, and the woman collapsed to the floor a panting wreck.

“That was amazing,” Jaina wheezed as her body still shook from the terrible fucking.

“I have dreamed of this moment for so long,” Isanha said as she writhed on the floor. “But so few races have tails like mine, and hardly anybody plays a female Duras.”

“Is that what your race is called?” Jaina asked as she threw an arm over her eyes in exhaustion.

“Yes, it's a type of redeemed devil kind,” Isanha replied and crawled to her hands and knees. “I had given up hope of ever having this experience, and then I saw your dance the other day. I was thinking about approaching you about it when you made that wonderful offer to dance as one of the ladies. I couldn't resist the idea of letting you rile the men up then taking your place for the sex.”

“You miss the wonderful power of the collar,” Jaina surmised as the woman crawled into bed beside her.

“I dream about it every day,” she sighed. “But my master decided he wanted another and only had one collar. So he set me free, and I haven't been able to replace him since.”

“Roric would probably keep you,” Jaina replied and ran a finger around the woman’s lips. “I certainly want to experience your tail again.”

“You’re so lovely, but I am afraid I think I want to try and find a woman to keep me this time. I like the idea of being able to please her with my tail,” she explained.

“Oh, will you please come back so we can do this again?” Jaina pleaded.

“I promise,” Isanha said and pulled Jaina into a hug. “You know I am looking forward to the men. I am hoping one in particular pays for a turn.”

“Any reason why?” Jaina asked.

“His name is Grish, and he's a big strong lizard man who has been lewdly asking if he could fuck my tits. I turn him down violently every time he asks in that voice like I should grovel at his feet to let him fuck them. I secretly want to do just that, but without him knowing it's really me.”

“Ahh,” Jaina replied with a smile. “You want to submit to a big strong, arrogant man and let him have his way with you, but you don't want to deal with the aftermath. If he thinks it's me he is fucking; you won't have him holding it over your head that he conquered you.”

“See, you understand,” Isanha laughed.

“Well, I should let you get on with your duties,” Jaina replied before leaning in for a kiss. “Please come back and do this some more. I know Roric will let you wear the collar when you want it.”

“So long as I am still looking for a master, I promise to keep coming back, so long as you promise to take my form and put that tail to use,” she said.

“Ohhh,” Jaina purred. “You can bet that we will be doing a lot of that. I want to go on until one of us passes out from the orgasms.”

“I would like that,” Isanha replied as Jaina got up.

Jaina knew there would be men waiting outside, so she shifted forms to a random elf girl with coppery skin and short blond hair. She also used her layering effect to cover herself in a simple dress and disguise who she was completely. Then she walked out the door to find Evalynn and Roric waiting with a line of anxious men. She gave Roric a wink to let him know who she was, and right away, he sent the first man in. She turned to walk down the hall and was pleased to see a tall, muscular lizardman standing in the line. She was rather disappointed that she wouldn't be fucking him herself but still felt happiness for Isanha.

She was just about to head for their room when she spotted Gisley slipping into the room next door. Curiosity got the better of her, so she crept to the door and did her best to open it gently. Gisley was naked and standing with her face pressed to the wall. Jaina didn't understand what was happening until she realized Gisley was using a peephole. She was watching the sex in the next room while a little purple hand wandered down. Jaina smiled as Gisley started to masturbate to what she was seeing on the other side of that wall.

Silently she slipped into the room and closed the door without a sound. Then she crept to the purple beauty and listened to her pant as her body was stimulated by a need for sex. She let her disguise go and leaned in close enough to kiss the woman’s neck. She was so lost in what she was doing she didn’t notice Jaina until it was too late.

“Let me help you with that,” Jaina whispered as her hand reached under Gisley’s rear.

Gisley squealed in such a high note that Jaina was sure every mirror in the building would shatter. She twirled around with eyes so wide in shock that Jaina felt bad for startling her.

“Jaina!” she cried and covered her mouth. “How can you be here?”

“How can I be here when you were just watching me have sex in the next room?” Jaina asked as Gisley nodded. “That’s the woman I danced as. She wants to experience the power of the collar for herself. She is going to sleep with the men tonight, so I have the night off.”

“Oh, you tricked me,” Gisley said and looked down. “And you caught me doing a bad thing.”

“What was bad about it?” Jaina asked with a smile. “I don't mind if you peep. But, honestly, if you want to watch, I am sure Roric wouldn't mind if you sat in the room with me.”

“No, I couldn’t do that,” Gisley replied as her cheeks went a deep purple color. “And you saw me, you know, touching.”

“Gisley,” Jaina said and took her hand. “Do you honestly think that would ever bother me? I would be happy to touch you and bring you all the orgasms you want.”

“You would? I mean, I don’t know if we should,” Gisley stammered and looked around as her blush spread.

Jaina noticed the woman's discomfort, so she suggested they sit on the bed and talk. Gisley agreed and allowed Jaina to take her hand and lead her over. Once they were seated side by side, Jaina held her hand firmly and began.

“Now, what's this all about?” Jaina asked. “You keep trying to tell me something, but you get too scared to say it. I want to help you, Gisley, but I don't know how unless you can tell me everything.”

“It's hard to explain. I made a mistake, and I feel too ashamed to tell anybody,” Gisley replied.

“Well, I notice you ask me if I enjoy being a prostitute a lot. Are you interested in being one yourself?” Jaina asked.

“I think about it sometimes,” Gisley admitted. “I was afraid even to consider it until I met you. You make it look fun, and I enjoy watching you.”

“It is fun, but only because I have the right circumstances,” Jaina replied. “You see, I love being Roric's slave and knowing I have to do this to please him. It also helps to have the collar on as it makes the sex better.”

“It does?” Gisley asked as her two little antennae unwound to stretch high above her head.

“You have no idea how much better it is,” Jaina said with a shake of her head. “That’s why Isanha is in there right now taking my place. She was a slave once, and she knows how good sex is with a collar on. She was so desperate to experience it again; she begged Roric to let her take my place.”

“Could I touch it?” Gisley asked as she reached up with her free hand.

Jaina nodded and leaned over so the woman could run her fingers along the leather and tug at the metal ring. She smiled as if she was enamored by the idea of wearing one, giving Jaina a grand idea.

“Would you like to try it on?” she asked.

“What? The collar?” Gisley replied in shock. “You mean I could wear it?”

“If you want,” Jaina replied and reached up to take it off. “Lift your hair, and I will put it on.”

Gisley's eyes changed to vivid green and threw off little sparkles as a smile spread over her gentle face. She quickly reached up and pulled her hair aside so Jaina could lock her in. Jaina wasted no time and pulled the collar tight around that delicate neck before closing the clasp with a click.

“And now you're a sex slave,” Jaina said with a pleased smile as Gisley touched the collar around her neck.

“And this makes the sex better?” Gisley asked.

“Would you like to find out how much better?” Jaina asked.

Gisley looked up in alarm as Jaina leered at her seductively. She wanted to use her powers on the little fairy girl and entice her to bed but decided it would be better if she came of her own free will.

“Let me make love to you,” Jaina offered. “I promise to be gentle.”

“You want to make love to me?” Gisley replied in shock.

“Mmmhmm,” Jaina replied as she leaned in to nibble at Gisley’s ear. “I seem to recall you once said that you loved me.”

“Jaina!” Gisley cried. “That was for a spell. I didn't. I mean."

“Are you saying you don’t actually love me?” Jaina replied in a hurt tone to play a little game.

“No, that's not what I…. Jaina, stop it. You're making this really hard!" Gisley pleaded.

“No, you're making this really hard," Jaina said and then nibbled at one of Gisley's pointed ears. "Now, close your eyes and lay back so I can show you how much I love you."

Gisley was already panting as she lay back and locked her legs together. Jaina had to coax her to open them and then quickly got inside before she could shut them again. Now she looked down at a soft violet pussy with full, supple lips. It was already moist from where she had been playing with herself and, to Jaina's delight, contained tiny amounts of fairy glitter.

“I wonder what fairy glitter tastes like,” Jaina said as she descended on that body. Gisley jumped as Jaina lavished her fourth pussy that day with firm licks, digging through every fold and crease.

Gisley was moaning in seconds, her hands reaching down as if to push Jaina away. Jaina grabbed those hands and threatened to tie them if she didn't keep them out of the way.

“Here," Jaina said and placed Gisley's hands on her own chest. "You squeeze those until I tell you to stop, do you understand?" Gisley nodded, so Jaina resumed her meal, eating her favorite treat. Gisley did as instructed, squeezing her breasts as her tension mounted. Eventually, she sang out in a beautiful silver voice as her legs shook from a powerful orgasm. Jaina did her best to lick up all the fairy nectar flowing from that purple flower, but Gisley's hands were once again in the way.

“Sweetheart,” Jaina cooed as Gisley protected her throbbing center. “You have to keep your hands out of the way.

“I’m sorry,” Gisley cried. “It’s just, I have never been touched by a girl before. I feel strange.”

“It feels strange for a girl to be giving you an orgasm," Jaina said as Gisley nodded vigorously. Jaina considered that thought as she heard moans and cries from next door. She remembered the joy of that blue tail and decided to try something else. "How about we make love another way." Jaina offered as her form blurred, and she was once again Isanha. She turned that tail up through her legs to poke out a good eight inches through her thighs.

“Move your hands, little fairy," Jaina cooed as Gisley looked up and shook her head.

“That’s never going to fit,” she gasped.

“Oh, it will fit,” Jaina said as she rand the tip over Gisley’s hands. “You have surprisingly little understanding of how much a woman can stretch. Not to mention the collar gives you a class ability to accommodate large men. This won't even hurt, but it will feel amazing."

Gisley's hands trembled as she pulled them away, so Jaina didn't give her a moment to reconsider it. She dived in, driving the tail into the fairy girl's body as her pussy was stretched around the girth. Gisley cried out as Jaina began a good firm pace, fucking the helpless woman. Her legs went out as Jaina pounded between them, driving poor Gisley to the only possible outcome. She shook in another orgasm, and her hands returned to try and protect herself. However, the tail was too deeply embedded and slick with fairy goo to grab. Gisley cried out, begging Jaina to stop, but Jaina grabbed her arms and pinned them down as she hammered on.

Gisley twisted and cried, her body alive with sexual tension as Jaina forced her into the next orgasm. Now the little fairies' voice was like a song, rising and falling with every thrust. Jaina intentionally wiggled the tail around to drive her that little bit more crazy. It wasn't long before her back arched, and she screamed in that musical voice, her body going wet with another orgasm even better than the one before.

“Please, stop!” Gisley cried as she struggled.

“Not until you tell me what you have been trying to say," Jaina countered.

“No, I can’t. Please!” Gisley begged.

“You tell me what it is, or so help me, I will pound your pussy until you do, even if it takes all night,” Jaina promised.

Gisley struggled to get away, but she was no match for Jaina, and the strain only made her next orgasm come faster. Once again, it was stronger than the previous one, and Gisley couldn't help but smile as the pleasure shook her legs.

“That's right, soon you'll be addicted to them,” Jaina cooed. “And then you will tell me anything to keep giving you more.”

“Jaina, please! I made a mistake!” Gisley moaned as her body was unable to come down.

“What is going on in here?” Roric said as he appeared in the doorway.

Both women looked up, but Jaina never relented the pounding as Gisley struggled to getaway.

“Gisley was about to tell us what she has been trying to say for days,” Jaina replied and then turned her gaze back to the fairy girl. “Isn't that right, Gisley?”

“Jaina! He can see me!” Gisley pleaded.

“Roric shut the door and come over here,” Jaina sighed. “I want you to watch as I plow this pussy into oblivion. Maybe we can take turns fucking her brains out until she's ready to tell us what is bothering her so much.”

“NO!” Gisley screamed as Roric closed the door. “Jaina, please!”

“Last chance,” Jaina replied as she thrust in deep. “Are you going to tell me, or is Roric going to fuck you next?”

“Fine, I’ll tell you!” the trapped fairy moaned as she had yet another orgasm. Roric came to sit on the bed as Jaina reduced her thrusting to a gentle rock.

“Now you have been watching me have sex and asking a lot of funny questions,” Jiana said as she continued to hold the woman down. “I want to know why and what is it you have been trying to say?” Jaina asked.

“I wanted you to teach me how to be happy doing what you do,” Gisley sobbed.

“You want to be happy doing what I do?” Jaina asked. “That statement doesn’t make any sense. If your this upset about doing it, why force yourself to try and be happy with it?”

“Because I made a mistake,” Gisley sobbed and hid her face in the bed.

“What mistake did you make?” Jaina asked as Roric started to stroke the fairy woman’s head. She looked to him for guidance, but all he could do was shrug that he was just as in the dark as she was. Gisley concentrated and brought up her character sheet for them all to see. Roric and Jaina leaned in to find the answer as looks of shock passed over their faces.

“Gisley!” Jaina cried. “You’re a prostitute!”