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

After a dozen quick strikes he removed his hand and surveyed the reddened ass. His hand returned to her head patting it soothingly as he allowed her the chance to recover from the ordeal. "There there, it is forgiven now. Bear your punishment and learn from it, and you will always be well cared for as my pet."

>>792561

My! You're good at that lord!

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

"In case it wasn't clear, legs go behind the shoulders. Feel free to hold your arms straight to grab the pole, to hold yourself up until you can get the pole behind your knees."

>>792568

"Like-owch- like this mister? Man, my tits must look fantastic from this angle! Anyone got a mirror?"

>>792511

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

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



Is the guy selling trees and soil and stuff still around?

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

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

"Miss? What do you think of my offer?"

>>792592

"Goddamn!... I would fuck me so hard right now." She twerks briefly. "Enjoying the view sir? I'm sorry but I dunno about your offer; I prefer taller guys, hung, chiselled, ya know?"

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

>>792597

She lets go with her hands so she can swing upside down and look him in the eye. "Volunteered I'm afraid. And besides; I ain't going home with anyone who doesn't buy my sister! Want to motorboat me though?:

I discreetly set fire to the bride market and leave to observe from a distance.

>>792605
Shit, pal, you couldn't have let me get my trees first? I really needed a ficus to round out the place.

Elva 2017/04/01(Sat)19:21 No. 792608 ID: 67b7d6
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>>792605

Damnit! A fire in the elf quarters! Girls! To the baths!

>>792605
>>792608
Okay, pal, if we're gonna do this we've got to commit, we can't pussy out because of a pool. We need to go to the fish market quick and get us some live leeches, maybe some piranhas if they've got any.

>>792609

"Arsonists! Help! Someone help!"

BUTCHERMAN 2017/04/01(Sat)19:31 No. 792612 ID: b8f155
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Despite the retreat to the baths, the slave market continues to burn. Acrid black smoke bellows high into the sky, thick enough to be seen from every side of Nysas. Children stop playing in the street and weep in terror. Nearby business owners hurriedly pack their precious belongings in order to escape while they still have the chance. The scent of charred wood and whore perfume fills the air.

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

>>792606
Run fast.

>>792612
I don't think stone burns well. Hurry up and get the lampreys, I'll block off the exits.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He grabs a nearby bucket, and runs to the pools. Scooping up a full bucket of water, he heads for the source of the smoke. It appears that someone set a small trash fire and that caught a green ficus, burning with heavy smoke. Dousing both in water to extinguish the flames, he heads back downstairs to sound the all­clear.

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

"Unless, of course, you or your sister might be interested in mounting this pole in another way, hmmm? But somehow I doubt that would be to your interests."

>>792614

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

>>792618

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

>>792622
"At your service."

He pulls a pair of short straps out of his pocket, and holds them up in front of her. "If you would like, I'd be happy to help you hold your ankles to your thighs, allowing you to rest more easily, so you don't risk slipping off and falling when, say, all your muscles suddenly relax at once. Your choice."

>>792626

"Well aren't you thoughtful! Go ahead, just warnin ya; bondage is pretty much my cum button."

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

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

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

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

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

Then, leaning down slowly, he exhales lightly against her exposed folds, once, again, coming closer but not quite touching. He locks eye contact with her, and extends his tongue.

>>792641

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

>>792643

She hoods her eyes at him, panting softly as she grins. "Do it."

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

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

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

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

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

>>792658

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

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

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

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

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

>>792675

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

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

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

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

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

>>792681

"her sisters ruler?"

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

He brushes his other fingers back along her cheeks.

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

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

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

Oh. Well this just won't do.

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

There, that should do it. Are you ladies alright?

Suggestion 2017/04/02(Sun)00:02 No. 792715 ID: c31aac

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

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

"Pshhh... Nothing personnel, kid."

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

Well a fight is always good after a fuck.

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

Oh, whoops. Didn't mean to ruin the bath.

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

Well a fight is always good after a fuck.

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

Oh, whoops. Didn't mean to ruin the bath.

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

Your post didn't count because [it was an illusion/my guy is stronger] and now I win!!

We̺͙͓l̺̖̱̙l̨͍̦̹̞͕͚̯ ̵̣͙t̪͙͖̼h͇͢i̝͓̥̠̣s̫̙͓̩̬̕ͅ ̭̼̤̙̝͚i̦͉̭͘ͅs͚̖͎̝̗̤̖͝ ̼͇a͚̣̜̘̕n̞ņ̮̼̤o͚̩̘͇̘͠y̧̟͎̣̰i̜͎̜̯̦n̲̠̮͓̲͟ͅg̤̬͚ ̵̙̯̰̩͇̯

(𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵)

>>792686

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

i fuck the anime girl

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

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

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

"You, madame, are no wimp."

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

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

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

Um, you want me to, uh, get that out of there?

>>793877

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

>>793878

Some of the women nod as they climb out of the water. Some bashfully and in vain attempt to cover their nude bodies with their hands.
But eight of them walk towards him with smiles on their faces.
"Our hero!" One says.

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

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

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

Oh. Oops?

>>793882

Every eye in the room falls to his blade, then opens wider than the legs of the unconscious heiress in his quarters.
Every mouth gapes, some in fear, some in wonder, all in shock.
Some start whispering.
"Is that real?"
"It's so-!"
"Any bigger and it'd have a knee!"

>>793880

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

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

"Fast, or slow?"

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

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

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

>>793885

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

>>793887

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The broad man with the spear, an ear pricking out, idly wonders if the wanderer hails from across the sea and is merely well­­ endowed, or if he hails from the local region and has a member the size of his upper arm.

Dismissing his thoughts, he returns to the beautiful gash in front of him, and begins to suck earnestly on her button.

>>793898

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

>>793900

Yangs tongue hangs out of her grinning mouth, eyes rolling back in her skull as she tugs at her bonds. "FUCKOHFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKDON'T YOU DARE FUCKINGSTOPFUCK!"

>>793897

Is that cm or inches?

>>793904
I-inches.

>>793905

(You mean six and a half in circumference, not width tho right?)

>>793906
yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

https://tgchan.org/wiki/The_Bride_Markets_of_Nysas

Is this RIP?

>>794042

Why didn't they include Delilah's pic tho?

>>794422
I don't think she ever had one. You never posted what she looks like

>>792218

Yes I did.

>>794443
Ah. Then whoever made the wiki page probably didn't realize that was her

>>794422
>>794435
>>794443
>>794444
Asked, answered and fixed.

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

I can offer eight bags of holding in exchange, enchanted to support carrying living beings in stasis without harm (unlike the usual model). And I'll throw in an authentic pair of Portable Holes as well, paired up to act as a tunnel, and adjustable in size from "horse and cart" to "sexy action at a distance".

>>794802
kept in separate containers, one hopes.

>>794905
Naturally.

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

"I could stay like this forever."

Elva 2017/04/24(Mon)18:18 No. 797823 ID: ebd544
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Gentlemen! Allow me to present the former leader of a necromancer coven! She was given a choice between the death sentence or slavery, she chose wisely!
Now you have to choose between taking her home or letting someone else!
Choose wisely!

>>797823
A tall, robed person for the middle class approaches. "Hello, I wish to buy this one for 5000 gold pieces! Got done with a rather lucrative job and I have some cash to burn!"

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

W-well what do all think?

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

I'll bid four platinum chokers with matching rings, and optional invitations to an evening's entertainment to be provided by our lovely necromancer. Dinner to follow.

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

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

.......huh. Guess it turns thing into sheep.

>>797979
Obviously, you need to test what it does to sheep.

>>797895
I'll add my lot to this gentleman's bid, in exchange for one of those invitations to dinner and a show (or, a show and dinner). Eight sets of enchanted cuffs, resizable to hold anything from hands to upper thighs, and built with the essence of Immovable Rod, allowing them to be positioned arbitrarily in the air and stay there until released. The mistresses of the market can surely put those to good use.

>>797979

Good grief! Such wealth! Sold to you sir, enjoy the goods!

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Next on the block we have a succubus, a bound vampire and a yuki onna! All over 16, but none older that 17!

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

Interesting...

Can this vampire fight? I've got this silver shortsword as well this moonstone ring that I'd give you for her but only if she's a good fighter. I've a taste for vampire women but I'll only take her if she can fight. Otherwise what's the point, tame sexy vampires are not fun. But sexy and LETHAL...
*a throaty growl of pleasure issues forth* that would be excuisite...

>vampire
>sun prominent in the background
>neither sparkling not spontaneously combusting
Yeah, we're going to have to see this one's papers.

>>798584
Bullshit those are, they look like normal chicks with implants and hair dye. I'm calling the Better Business Bureau to have your scam shut down.

>>798605

I did mention that she was a bound vampire sir. Besides eternal youth and unnatural dexterity her vampiric strengths and weaknesses are nullified. Heck, she even has a heartbeat! Unfortunately she still falls to her knees in the presence of clerics or holy symbols.

>Unfortunately she still falls to her knees in the presence of clerics or holy symbols.
I see one crucifix and zero slaves on their knees.

>>798617

That's her binding seal. It's actually arcane.

>>798602

I'm afraid this batch lack competency in such fields lord.

>>798616
*Snarls in displeasure*

How disappointing...

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

*Licks chops and issues an growl*
entertaining... I would pay a hefty price.

>>798618
What sort of fools do you take us for? Everyone knows that's a holy symbol. Take your fake goods elsewhere, you swindler.

>>798649
Come to think of it...

*Takes a few good sniffs*

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

>>798664
Not to interrupt but... vampires can't wear perfume?

>>798667
You think werewolves don't have an accurate sense of smell?

A hundred chest of incandescent opium, five gallons of blue rose oil, and twenty camels overburdened with platinum dust for the dark skinned vision and her blushing companion with the two ponytails . I'd like to request that they be fitted for matching collars before we leave

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