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Working on her own, Sekkru was more than capable of taking down unwary adventurers and bending them to her whims.

When she had another pair of kobolds working in tandem with her, there was nothing she couldn't accomplish...but her desires were humble enough. They were insatiable, and no amount of pleasure ever seemed to be enough for her, but conveniently, there was also no shortage of eager, virile males that came adventuring in the woods, searching for lost treasures and forgotten wisdom.

"Look alive, girls! We've got another one coming down the path...and he hasn't seen us at all."

The trio of Sekkru, Sabot and Rue were gaining fame in smaller circles outside of Terentel, but their names never seemed to make it back to the trading village. It was rare that they had to use violence to keep their identities a secret, but they weren't above doing so, when worst came to worst.

With Sekkru at the helm of most of their antics, it was rare that anyone was in real danger when encountering the seemingly vicious trio...but they were happy to remind adventurers passing through the Teren Forest that they were not to be trifled with.

"Oooh! He's a handsome one...awfully bold of him to come this way without any armor, though," Sabot mentioned, admiring his body with only a hint of shame in her stare. "In fact, it looks like he's just about completely defenseless."

Rue was on the point that afternoon, sitting in charge of springing the trap when their target made his way into the strike zone. "He's about to be," she added in. "His legs are pretty thick, but we haven't met anyone who could break out of these ropes just yet."

"He won't be the first," Sekkru theorized. "At least, I sure hope he won't be...if that bulge in his pants is any indication of what he's _really_packing."

Sabot glared at her from across the tree branches. "Actually, it was my turn to take our capture for a ride, Sekkru!"

"And I'm the one springing the trap, so I'm definitely entitled to at least a little bit of that cock," Rue chimed in, right as she began tugging at the lead in her palms. "That's how we've always done things."

Their conversation was rather civilized for a discussion among kobolds, but it was emotionally charged enough that they weren't being as quiet as they thought.

The wandering Tango stopped just short of where he needed to go for the trap to work, and up through the trees, a small bolt of flame scorched the branches, leaving the girls to scramble their way back down to the ground.

"S-So much for the plan!" Sabot groaned, planting herself on the ground with a scowl. " Rue! Spring the trap already!"

Ropes flung from the trees around Tango, but their weighted ends missed his ankles. Everything was already going awry, but in his haste to defend, the dragon swung his mace and tried to knock the rope away.

That act ended up as a draw, saving him from immediate bondage...but his mace was lost as the momentum of the rope tore it from his grasp.

"You three are out of your league!" he called out, as he silently began the incantations of another fire-based spell. "Back off while I'm still giving you a chance!"

Tango was a skilled mage, an experienced adventurer, and a sturdy warrior.

He was also outnumbered, and only able to see one of the kobolds that was after him. Sabot knew she was his target, but she stood there and stared him down, keeping him distracted from Sekkru's advance.

"Don't push your luck with us!" she called out, as she fell from the trees. She started her battle cry after she jumped, leaving Tango just enough time to look up before she went in for a kick.

She just missed her mark, but the falling weight of her body landed against his shoulder and pushed him back, knocking him to the ground.

Sabot was already on her way to the middle of the path when Sekkru attacked, and though Tango was able to push her off of his body with relative ease, he wasn't expecting to feel another set of arms around his neck as Sabot grabbed him from behind and made a rather weak effort to choke him.

He could tell that she wasn't giving it her best shot, but he still treated her as a real threat, as he began whispering another incantation.

"If you don't fight with everything you've got, little girl-

"It won't make a difference!" Rue cut him off, having gathered the rope to herself once more. He went to move his paws away from her, but as he did, she threw it past him.

His moment of confusion left him just vulnerable enough for Sekkru to catch the other end and loop it down over his wrists. The incantation came to an abrupt end as Sabot tightened her arms around his neck, and the dragon, for all of his experience, held as much of his breath in as he could.

Shouldn't have given her the chance to hold on like that, he thought. Keep your head up, neck firm, don't let her take that out of you...

His muzzle stuck out just far enough that Sabot couldn't get her arms around that, as well, but she kept her weight on his neck as Rue and Sekkru pulled the rope tight around his arms and tugged them straight back, leaving his limbs behind his head and his body weighted toward the ground.

"Keep him held nice and tight, girls!" Sekkru commanded, as she moved back in front of Tango and grabbed her spear, kept nearby for situations that didn't go according to plan. "I'm afraid this one is a bit too _squirrely_to be of much use to us..."

Rue kept his arms in check, tied behind him. Sabot kept her eyes on him from behind as she cut off even more of his breath, leaning away from his neck.

He had few words left to give, but they were his last chance to escape, if there was any hope left at all.

"G...g-give me...a c-chance..."

His voice was just strong enough to get the girls collective attention. "What did he say?" Sekkru asked, as she kept her spear trained on his chest.

"Something about a chance," Sabot answered. "Maybe he's learned not to underestimate us?"

"Same as everyone else does...the question is if he's actually learned his lesson or not."

Rue kept the hold on his arms nice and snug, making sure he couldn't manage an escape or a counter. "I'm not sensing any intent to harm us, Sabot...let him breathe a little more."

The iridescent kobold was hesitant to trust any stranger; one that was getting ready to torch her, even less so. "You sure about that, Rue?"

"Positive. If he tries to lunge forward, I'll dislocate both of his arms!"

Her voice was unnervingly cheerful, but Tango was grateful to Rue for winning her friends over.

"All right, all right...plead your case, stranger," Sekkru ordered him, but she never lowered the spear from his chest. "But you'd better have something more than fire to offer us."

Tango coughed as saliva graced the inside of his throat once more. "Kff! I...t-thanks for letting me catch my damned breath, finally," his voice came like a stinging whip to Sabot, who knew his words were less than sincere. "I'm afraid I don't have much to offer you, other than my services as an adventurer...though you three seem to have self-defense pretty well covered."

"You know, the whole reason we captured you was for a different kind of service," Rue assured him. "So if you've got any other _talents_we should know about, now would be a good time to announce them."

The tone in her voice continued to shift, leaving Tango uneasy every time she spoke. "Why...why did it sound like you were just romancing me?"

"Because she was, you nimrod," Sabot explained. "We have no interest in your mace, you clearly weren't carrying any valuables or gold, and we've dealt with fire more than a few times in our lives...why else would we have captured you?"

Sabot's voice was firm, but there was a hint of sexual frustration in the depths of her throat: it hung around Tango's ear and left his cheeks burning with the flustered realization of what was going on, even before Sekkru began tugging at the dark leather slacks that covered his legs.

He immediately turned his attention back to her as she poked the tip of her spear into the ground and grabbed the base of his knotted length, seeing the way that it responded to all of the sudden affection he'd received. "You c-can't be serious," he muttered, but his words did nothing to stop Sekkru from stroking her palm along the underside and physically appraising his tool. "Right here? In the middle of the path?!"

"No one ever comes this way anymore, thanks to us," Sekkru mentioned. "And luckily for us, you clearly haven't heard of us yet...if you had, you would have known better than to enter our territory."

The girls operated unlike any other kobolds Tango had ever known, but they were a perfect team, knocking Tango out of the fight immediately and giving him an obvious choice to make.

He'd take life over death any day of the week.

"You know, you could just try asking people for this kind of thing..."

"The fact that you're saying that tells me that you don't know what you're really agreeing to," Sabot told him. She kept her lips close to his ear and nibbled at the edge of it, prompting more vitality to flow to his already growing cock. "Most people can't swallow their pride long enough to see the benefits of being a sexual slave to a nest of kobolds..."

Adding that single word to the arrangement also added a gravity to the role he was being told to play, but right then, Tango didn't have time to worry about semantics: if he didn't immediately deliver on his offer, the alternative was for everything to come to a very abrupt and unpleasant end.

"Lets...m-maybe worry about titles later," he suggested. "And for now, just tell me what it is you need from me?"

Sekkru answered by engulfing the tip of his warm, red cock in her muzzle. Her tongue slathered down the top and underside of his tasty shaft, coating it with more than enough saliva to create an easy penetration, even given his large, impressive flesh, compared to their tiny, slender bodies.

Long after he was slick enough to get to the action, however, the greedy Sekkru was still bobbing her head on his member, getting to know his salty-sweet taste and warm, fiery scent in the most intimate way she could.

"Sekkru...d-don't you dare go hogging him! It's my turn, remember?"

Sabot released his neck, giving Tango his only chance to escape: the pleasure running through his shaft and into his crotch told him he was not to move.

His pleasure came to an abrupt stop as Sekkru pulled her head back from the tip and licked his flavor from her lips; the sight of Sabot fuming at her fellow kobold while they determined how to fairly go about taking his cock would have been adorable, if he wasn't trapped in such a state.

"You never said I couldn't sample him," Sekkru claimed. "That's your fault for not being more specific!"

Rue was the only one keeping Tango in place, but she was just as eager for the dragon as her partners in crime. Dragging him over to a nearby tree with surprising strength, she tied the rope around his arms to the trunk of the tree, leaving him tied up to a place he couldn't hope to escape from.

As the other two bickered, Rue slipped her body free from the slim, cloth wraps that contained her modest breasts and tender womanhood, before she climbed right over Tango's shoulder.

"They do this every time," Rue explained, offering Tango a kindly smile as she pressed her naked form into his cock. Just seeing it framed against her exterior, she could see the tip reaching almost to her breasts as she leaned into it...but she was determined to take as much as she could, as her mound rubbed against the shaft and kissed it with new, dripping arousal. "Allow me to thank you for being so patient with their lack of...professionalism."

Tango was past the point of wanting to escape, and feeling the girth of the tree trunk as a backboard, he knew his arms weren't going to wiggle free anytime soon.

_Guess there are worse ways this day could have gone,_he thought, as he watched Rue's naked body stand atop his cock. Even standing upright, she needed to take just the right angle to guide the tip into herself, but as she did, Tango felt the immediate, eager clench of her inner muscles.

Adjusting to his impressive size would prove quite the task for her small, slender form, but her grin was a perfect blend of lust and determination as the first few inches slipped inside of her.

"Oh, y-you...you were definitely worth the capture," she complimented his length as she took more and more of it, easing down on quivering legs until the impression of his member pushed out, revealing a bulge at the base of her tummy. "Just a shame I can't take the whole thing...you'd split me right in half, big guy!"

Her cheerful giggling caught the attention of a glimmer kobold of white, and a more sinister looking creature of black and ashen tones. The row of red scales on her back captured an even greater intensity as she caught sight of Rue hogging all the fun, and right in the middle of the argument, she rushed over, literally grabbing Tango by the horns and thrusting her uncovered slit into his face.

"You really thought he'd earned a break already? You two always go way too easy on these guys...they need to earn their keep!" she claimed, rubbing the mound of her womanhood right upon his lips and forcing her delicate, tasty juices onto his emerging tongue. "Just because I sucked him off first doesn't mean I did it for free!"

Despite her harsh words, Sekkru was looking to garner as much fun from Tango as she could, and she was glad to feel that he took right to her thrusting suggestion. His tongue parted her folds easily and slurped between them, leaving a trail of saliva to spill down from her clit, but the length of his warm, wet appendage against her smaller body was such that she could actually buck down against it, humping it further into her body.

That left only Sabot without something to enjoy; Tango's paws and digits were taken out of the equation, but there was plenty of flesh around the wide, thick bulge of his knot that wasn't being used.

"...I want him to myself later tonight," she groaned, as she trotted over, stripping away her slim fabrics as she did. Her brilliant, glistening eyes of blue captured Tango's stare for a moment, but only that long as she turned her focus back to his knot: she crawled right into his lap and pressed the mound of her womanhood into the bulge, eager to feel the throb of it against her petals when he finally erupted inside of Rue. "And I will drag him off into the woods, if that's what it takes!"

"Like we'd let you," Sekkru challenged her. "This boy knows just what to do with his tongue...and he's...in there really deep...f-fuck, it's like he's licking my stomach!"

Sekkru's legs were growing weak as she straddled over Tango's face, but Rue's were already turning to jelly as she continued to bounce herself on the tip of his shaft, knowing she couldn't go much lower without literally spearing herself on his length. Already, she'd taken more than she thought she could, but pride kept her body dropping further down, until she nearly pressed her petals up to Sabot's.

The iridescent kobold was still glaring jealously at Rue, but she didn't mind pressing her feet into the ground and rubbing herself eagerly against the knot, knowing it would never fit inside of her...but that just meant there was more for her to play with in her unusual pose; her juices were utterly soaking his lap as she continued to buck against the spot, wishing that she'd feel more than the leak of his seed when he finally sprung.

Tango might have given them a warning that he was close, if his tongue wasn't literally being milked and worked by Sekkru's desperate, eager muscles. Her vaginal walls refused to let him budge it free, even as her fluid arousal poured down the length of the warm appendage and filled his mouth with the sticky-sweet taste of her tender bodice.

It left Rue to squeal in unexpected delight as a rush of seed poured into her womb, filling her body with more than it could handle in a single pulse."Oh...o-oh, shit! He's still inside me!" her panicked voice caught everyone's attention and stole the show, even as excess cum spilled out of her stretched, well-fucked folds and drizzled over Sabot. "Fucking legs...t-too shaky...feels too fucking good! Mnnf!"

Leaning herself back from his shaft and pressing her palms into his thighs, Rue stroked over the unique, red and green patterns in Tango's stripes as she climaxed around his tip, leaving Sabot in a unique blend of her own jealousy and the dragon's spilled, impressive yield. She was happy to let it pour down into her lap and trickle up to her chest, but even as she worked it into her modest bosom, she made a note to keep her promise about dragging him off later; she needed so much more than she'd gotten.

"Sorry about that, Rue," Sekkru offered a hollow apology as she watched her friend tremble helplessly on Tango's pulsing rod. "You've been t-taking your egg-halting remedies, right...?"

Another deep, powerful throb left Rue so wracked with climactic bliss that she couldn't answer...but under the blank glaze of her stare was the realization of what a terrible mistake she'd just made.

"Told you it was my turn to ride the capture," Sabot muttered, even as she licked a hint of the excess cream from her fingertips. "Maybe next time, you two will actually stick to the plan?"

Trapping Tango so effectively meant that he wasn't going anywhere until the girls were good and done with him, but judging by their appreciation for his massive tool and voluminous loads...their only plans for the next few months involved milking the lucky dragon for every drop he was worth.