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792051 No. 792051 ID: 67b7d6

Banned from the blue boards,
Too hot for /tg,
Allow me to present,
THE BRIDE MARKETS OF NYSAS!
Here girls from across the world come, some of their own free will, some to pay debts, and are sold to you loveley gentlemen as brides, slaves and concubines!
Some girls cost gold,
Some have set their own price,
Some are just looking for love!
Pick any woman that strikes your fancy and just name your price!
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No. 793885 ID: 7c7aa7

>>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?"

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No. 793887 ID: 4c5c35

>>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.

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No. 793889 ID: 0cb2c4

>>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-"

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No. 793892 ID: 0cb2c4

>>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?"

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No. 793897 ID: 4c5c35

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?

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No. 793898 ID: 7c7aa7

>>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.

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No. 793899 ID: e97f18

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.
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No. 793900 ID: e97f18

Dismissing his thoughts, he returns to the beautiful gash in front of him, and begins to suck earnestly on her button.
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No. 793902 ID: 0cb2c4

>>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.

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No. 793903 ID: 0cb2c4

>>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!"
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No. 793904 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793897

Is that cm or inches?
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No. 793905 ID: 3583d1

>>793904
I-inches.
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No. 793906 ID: 0cb2c4

>>793905

(You mean six and a half in circumference, not width tho right?)
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No. 793907 ID: 3583d1

>>793906
yeah
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No. 793910 ID: 7c7aa7

>>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.

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No. 793911 ID: e97f18

>>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.

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No. 794042 ID: 72ed6b

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

https://tgchan.org/wiki/The_Bride_Markets_of_Nysas
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No. 794380 ID: fa8f9d

Is this RIP?
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No. 794422 ID: 0cb2c4

>>794042

Why didn't they include Delilah's pic tho?
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No. 794435 ID: 20f33b

>>794422
I don't think she ever had one. You never posted what she looks like
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No. 794443 ID: 0cb2c4

>>792218

Yes I did.
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No. 794444 ID: 20f33b

>>794443
Ah. Then whoever made the wiki page probably didn't realize that was her
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No. 794449 ID: 3abd97

>>794422
>>794435
>>794443
>>794444
Asked, answered and fixed.
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No. 794802 ID: 52f347

>>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".
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No. 794905 ID: 5322c5

>>794802
kept in separate containers, one hopes.
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No. 795028 ID: ed76fb

>>794905
Naturally.
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No. 795662 ID: 348ebb

>>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."

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No. 797823 ID: ebd544
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797823

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!
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No. 797844 ID: 85af97

>>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!"
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No. 797852 ID: b692f9

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?

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No. 797895 ID: 2afc9c

>>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.
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No. 797979 ID: e54167

>>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.
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No. 797981 ID: 3abd97

>>797979
Obviously, you need to test what it does to sheep.
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No. 797998 ID: ee2f87

>>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.
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No. 798583 ID: 68b0a8

>>797979

Good grief! Such wealth! Sold to you sir, enjoy the goods!
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No. 798584 ID: 68b0a8
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798584

Next on the block we have a succubus, a bound vampire and a yuki onna! All over 16, but none older that 17!
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No. 798602 ID: f8a743

>>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...
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No. 798605 ID: 3abd97

>vampire
>sun prominent in the background
>neither sparkling not spontaneously combusting
Yeah, we're going to have to see this one's papers.
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No. 798610 ID: 595d54

>>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.
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No. 798616 ID: 68b0a8

>>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.
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No. 798617 ID: 3abd97

>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.
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No. 798618 ID: 68b0a8

>>798617

That's her binding seal. It's actually arcane.
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No. 798620 ID: 68b0a8

>>798602

I'm afraid this batch lack competency in such fields lord.
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No. 798621 ID: f8a743

>>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.
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No. 798649 ID: 595d54

>>798618
What sort of fools do you take us for? Everyone knows that's a holy symbol. Take your fake goods elsewhere, you swindler.
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No. 798664 ID: f8a743

>>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!
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No. 798667 ID: 47160d

>>798664
Not to interrupt but... vampires can't wear perfume?
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No. 798670 ID: f8a743

>>798667
You think werewolves don't have an accurate sense of smell?
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No. 798903 ID: 698ac7

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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No. 798927 ID: 9a036d

Post deleted for sexual content depicting a minor.
This is a warning: If we see it again we will start banning.
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