Chapitre 52: 8.3 p͏a͏t͏r͏e͏o͏n͏.c͏o͏m͏/S͏t͏r͏a͏t͏o͏t͏h͏r͏a͏x͏A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏D͏a͏r͏k͏
The determined elf marched up to the building, flung the doors wide, and strode inside. Fey followed nervously in her wake.
The interior lobby shone with gaudy gold lighting and gold leaf was on, well, everything. Various barely clothed people were draped aesthetically over pieces of luxurious furniture, curves and muscles and beauty on display.
A tall, red-and-cream-scaled, muscular, and handsome drake, at least six and a half foot tall, smoothly stood up from where he had been poised on a chaise, a wisp of smoke rose from a cigarette hanging casually from his lips.
"Hello." His voice was like planed darkwood and rich coffee. "Welcome to our humble establishment, what can I do for two as radiant as yourselves. Adventurers right? You have the look, and you, you're the captain I would assume by your incredible presence."
Ellaria felt an irrational surge of anger as her eyes took in his red scales, an image of a much shorter and skinnier and incredibly annoying lizard person filling her mind. She had to take a moment to remind herself that this drake had nothing to do with that particular person. She'd sufficiently punished that lizard for his insolence and it was done with… probably.
"Yes, correct on both accounts. I wish to purchase the time of a, ahem, worker at this ah… whore house."
"Sexual relief is very important and healthy, of course.'' He let a wisp of slow smoke seep from his lips and looked at Ellaria with half lidded eyes. "A fresh flush and that deep glowing feeling? Wonderful. I find it makes a week. I would looove to make your toes curl and bear your nails on my back miss elf, anything for one as spectacular as you."
Ellaria pursed her lips in annoyance. "I'm not here for me, I'm here for her, or more importantly, that."
She gestured at Fey's back area and the drake's eyes followed, his eyes alighting on Fey's schlong.
He blinked, his cigarette drooping slightly.
"Uh, you have quite a large cock if you don't mind me saying miss centaur." The drake had difficulty turning his gaze back to Ellaria.
"Quite. Now provide me your finest centaur specialist whore from your whorehouse for my centaur friend."
A new voice suddenly joined them. "Darling, please, I do not like the term 'whorehouse', around here we like to call my establishment a whore home."
Ellaria looked around and then looked up to find a very large lamia woman with pink hair. The lamia had a human body atop a thick pink snake tail that coiled across the marble in an elegant bundle. She was draped in golden jewellery and her large chest and hips were only semi hidden beneath a silky gauze. She rolled a ring encrusted hand at Ellaria in greeting, a warm welcoming smile on her face.
"You are the owner?"
"I am Madame Quirrel and I am the owner, welcome welcome. You need a little comfort for your well endowed friend? I'm certain we can find a way for us to help."
"Immediate relief yes, I need a girl who can milk her for everything she is worth, empty her completely and utterly so that she has nothing left. It's important."
The drake and the lamia gave her a puzzled look. Ellaria rolled her eyes and gestured at Fey, once more making a spinning motion with her finger. Fey understood and turned so that her massive straining balls were visible.
The lamia put a hand over her mouth in shock.
"Oh my! you poor poor thing! You should have said from the start!"
"Well? can you help? Do you have someone who can handle that?"
"Well not many species can take a specimen quite as large or as thick as a centaur but fortunately we do have a girl who, ah, intentionally seeks out our larger customers and has a certain skill set that might be what is needed here."
Fey bit her lip sheepishly, her hooves shifting. "She- she likes this kind of thing?"
"You wouldn't be the first centaur she has been with."
"That's perfect. Please, I don't care how much it costs."
The lamia waved at the drake who hesitated then crossed the room, winding amongst couches and cushions until he came upon a gigantic couch sized cushion. He looked down at it, asking something, he then nodded. He held out a claw and a small pale hand appeared from the cushion's depths and grasped it.
He helped the person up, their bare feet patting down on the marble, and walked her back to the band. Ellaria eyed the new person with confusion, she had expected the Madame to offer someone physically huge not knowing what Fey's abilities entailed but this new girl was only five foot tall.
A pair of black cat ears poked from the girl's wavy black hair, around her neck was a choker with a paw shaped buckle, a tight tshirt was stretched over her impressive bust, clearly bra-less judging by how much her nipples protruded, the words 'size matters' painted on the fabric. On her flared hips she wore a ridiculously short skirt no more than six inches long that flitted and bounced with her every motion revealing glances of black lacy panties and rounded ass cheeks.
She had a lollipop in her mouth which she removed perhaps a little luridly as she eyed the Madame.
"A centaur huh? Well, I was feeling like a good stretching. I can handle her easily enough."
Ellaria rose an elegant eyebrow at the cocky confidence the catkin displayed, recalling the absolute sloppy ruins that Fey had left others.
"Abby, this client is in dire need, I want you to bring your best."
"Of course." She flicked her hips and her skirt flitted up flashing her hip. She gave Fey a small smile that caused Fey's penis to throb especially hard. Her eyes ran all over Fey's body, taking her cock in hungrily, her eyes widening when they alighted on her straining balls, the catkin suddenly looked desperately starved before she managed to control her self. She licked her lips.
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