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"Please, can't we stay just a little longer?"

"Sorry ladies," said Kyoji. "But I'm afraid we have to close up for a private party tonight."

The women looked crestfallen. "What about tomorrow?"

The kitsune smiled. "Oh, we'd be happy to welcome you back. Always happy to have such lovely guests."

The women giggled and blushed; young ladies of the upper middle class like them tended to react well to such flattery. They made their way out of the bathhouse, giving the fox a friendly wave.

"Should I be jealous?" said a voice from behind him.

Turning, Kyoji was greeted with the sight of Soma leaning against the doorframe. The rabbit was wearing short pants that showed off his strong legs, and a simple vest that left his arms and hints of his tight tummy exposed. The look drove the kitsune wild.

"Of course not, love," said Kyoji, stepping over the rabbit and kissing him. "How could anyone compete with you?"

"Much as I'd love to remind you why I'm the best, we really should finish getting ready," said Soma.

Kyoji sighed. "You're right, of course."

The fox walked past him, jumping with a yelp when he felt a playful pinch on his rear. Looking back, he grinned at the playful twinkle in the bunny's eyes.

"Hey, just because we have work to do doesn't mean I can't tease you."

Kyoji grinned. "I'm gonna get you for that later."

Soma returned his smile. "I'm counting on it."

Since Kai and the others had returned to Avalon City with their latest cargo in tow, the group had been busy getting ready for the night's event. While it was true that some of their newest merchandise would be kept for their own enjoyment, there was quite a bit of coin to be made from such choice stock. Coin that the evening's clientele would be willing and able to pay.

An operation like the one they had going couldn't run with just their group alone. No matter how tightly they held their cards to their chests, at some stage outsiders would have to be involved. Luckily, the contacts that would be in attendance tonight ran in the same circles as Kyoji and the others, so discretion could be counted on. And thanks to a little bit of magical assistance from Baal, Rhea, and Orexi, that secrecy and security was assured. And even without the magic, Kyoji knew that none of them would dare anger the yuan-ti. Just because Baal was pragmatic didn't mean he would let something that could threaten the group slide.

Once all the day's guests had been removed from the grounds, the real work of preparing for the evening began. Thankfully the group had a system in place; it was hardly the first such event they'd hosted since settling in Avalon City. Granted the merchandise was of a higher class than they were used to, but in the end that changed very little save for the asking price.

Not long after sunset, the night's guests began to arrive. The first to come strolling through the door was a minotaur by the name of Parrax. The minotaur's short black fur covered a powerfully muscled body, scars criss-crossing his thick arms and chest. The loose vest he wore did nothing to hide them, and the big bull moved with surprising grace for someone his size. Luckily for him the gate leading to the bathhouse was more than big enough to accommodate both his height and his horns.

He greeted Patrick warmly, pulling the stallion into a hug that could have snapped lesser men in two. The two had been gladiators together in the Arena. Parrax's shop specialized in crafting materials and weapons; he provided Stellio Fabrica with many of the metals and leathers they used, along with a high number of weapon commissions for a cut of the profits. His fame in the Arena had translated into booming business for both parties, enough for him to sponsor some gladiators himself. Gladiators he was more than happy to provide with some fun playmates after a victory.

The palomino that arrived with Parrax greeted Patrick as well, the two equines gripping forearms and grinning. Callistos was a top-tier lumber supplier from the same village as Patrick. His golden coat and snow white mane shined even in the growing dusk, and he was drawing more than a few looks. Looks that didn't seem to bother the big equine in the slightest.

Thax, however, was getting a totally different kind of look. Well, mostly; no matter how wary they might be of the big gator, his presence was hard to ignore. His hide was covered in even more scars than Parrax, including one very noticeable one that ran vertically down his snout, almost as if someone or something had tried to slice off part of the big reptile's face. His chest was a paler shade than the rest of him, which was easy to see because he was only barely dressed. A simple necklace hung around his neck, a dragon's tooth bouncing on his broad chest - the sign he was chief of his tribe. Beside that, his only clothing was a simple cloth belt and loincloth that hung down between his legs. Not that it covered anything when it came down to it; a breeze pushed the cloth aside, though the gator's slit kept anything from showing. It was the closest Thax ever came to the ridiculous modesty rules of some of the other races.

Thax was a sharp contrast to the occupants of the carriage that pulled up behind him. A pair of tigers stepped out, the female linking arms with her husband and striding confidently into the bathhouse. Also stepping out of their carriage was a tiefling, his skin an attractive shade of purple, his dark hair trimmed in an elegantly windswept look around his horns. The last of the guests arrived a few minutes later, a tall, broad-bodied badger and a thin rat, each dressed in a style more like the other people on the street than the obviously upper-class dress of the tigers and tiefling. Once everyone was through the gates they were shut and locked; none of them wanted any interruptions for what the night had in store.

"Welcome, my friends."

Bowing her head slightly towards the group, Rhea stood tall and proud, her dark hair falling elegantly over her shoulder. The gown she wore left very little to the imagination, her shoulders bare and the slit up her right leg making it very clear that she wore nothing underneath. The succubus was eagerly looking forward to the night's event; as a creature of lust, what was to follow would be like a feast for her. She'd hidden her wings, though unlike with most guests this was more for convenience than deception. They were all well aware of her true nature, but it would be easier to enjoy herself without her wings in the way. Her long, red, lash-like tail, however, was clearly visible, waving eagerly behind her, not unlike those of the tigers.

"We have prepared a choice selection of merchandise for you to enjoy this evening. If you would be so kind as to follow me."

Turning on her heels, she moved down the corridor and to a set of stairs leading underground. The group passed down another corridor and into an elegantly appointed antechamber, shining crystal lamps illuminating the space.

"Please leave your clothes here," said Rhea, gesturing to the baskets spread around the room. "You won't be needing them any time soon."

"About fucking time!" said Thax, practically tearing off his loincloth and tossing it in the nearest basket. He kept his necklace though.

"Always eager to show off your scales, aren't you Thax? You haven't changed a bit."

"Xander!" boomed Thax, grabbing the lizardman and pulling him into a friendly hug. "Why the fuck would I change?" He set the other man down, unabashedly cupping the smaller reptile's ass. "Don't pretend you don't like looking."

Xander pressed his hands to Thax's chest, tracing the gator's scars with his fingers. Neither man seemed at all concerned with their shard nakedness. "Why settle for looking when I can touch?"

"You two try not to get too worked up just yet," said Jalal. The tiefling was able to make something as simple as folding his shirt sensual. "I'd imagine there are plenty of eager treasures waiting for us."

"Doesn't mean we can't enjoy our hosts!"

Xander yelped when Tan's words were followed by a shark slap to his rear before the rat's smooth, furless hand stroked along the base of his tail.

Removing his pants, the tiger glanced over at Rhea. "Will you not be joining us?"

"Perhaps later," said the succubus. "It would be a shame if I were to exhaust the merchandise before you get to have your fun."

"A pity," said the tigress, her ample bosom on full display as she pressed herself against the side of her equally naked mate. "Orin and I have been wanting another engagement."

The tiger laughed, his hand curling around the tigress' hip. "Needless to say, you made quite the impression on Keiko and myself last time."

Rhea eyed the two hungrily. "I aim to please. But for now, please allow me to show you to tonight's venue."

With all the guests disrobed, Rhea led them through a pair of ornately carved doors of dark wood, and into the bath. One could be forgiven for forgetting that the room they were in was an underground cavern rather than a high-class bath in the noble district. Drapes of fine translucent silk hung between artistically carved columns reaching up to the ceiling. The walls were had been smoothed down and covered in beautiful depictions of men and women engaged in all sorts of debauchery

The center of the space was filled with a gently steaming pool of water. The crystal lamps lighting the space reflected off its surface, playing over the walls and ceiling. Along one wall, a table was heavy with food and drink; even as the guests arrived, Victus was laying down the last casket of wine, the large lizardman dressed in nothing but an apron that hung down to his knees. As the group entered, another lizardman rose from the pool, the water running in rivers across his scales.

"Hope you don't mind me going for a dip without you," said Crius. "This bath is just too damn nice to... ignore..."

Crius' words trailed off the moment he caught sight of Thax. Sure, he'd had correspondence with the gator chieftain before, but he'd never actually gotten to meet him in person. A fact that had Crius mentally kicking himself. And given the way the other reptile was fondling Xander, Crius had to hold back a snarl that he'd unknowingly denied himself the pleasure of the other man's body. Thax was a perfect specimen, and Crius had to have him. Had to taste him, feel the gator's cock inside him... to tie the big male down and make him moan for the pleasure only the blue-scaled lizardman could give him.

"Refreshments?" said Victus warmly, standing behind the table.

Jalal strode over and snatched up a goblet, completely unconcerned for the way his cut cock swung as he walked.

"Wine, and keep it flowing my good man." He held up his goblet as Victus started to pour. "I have a feeling we'll all be working up quite the thirst tonight."

"Sure as hell hope so," said the rat, helping himself to an ale and grabbing a small cake and taking a bite. "We don't get parties like this in the Underdark."

"Relax, Tan," said Orin. "There will be plenty of time to enjoy ourselves."

Following the tigers into the water, Rei sighed as the warm water washed over him. The badger was a frequent guest of the bathhouse, but this bath was so much better than the ones open to the public. Meanwhile Crius sank back into the water, only the top of his head and snout visible as he watched Thax. The lizardman didn't like letting himself slip like he had when he saw the gorgeous gator naked, but he just couldn't help himself. Luckily, everyone else seemed too eager for the night's fun to notice.

A rich voice sounded from the entrance. "Indeed there will."

Baal slithered into the room, the few trappings the yuan-ti wore nowhere to be seen, his black scales bare as he moved across the smooth, warm floor. In one hand, he held a pair of leashes. With a flick of his wrist he pulled them forward, and the two dogs walking behind him stumbled forward.

Vilyburt Paerindon looked more alert than he had in years, though strangely at peace, the dog's tail wagging slowly as he walked calmly beside his master. Bran, on the other hand, looked much less thrilled to be there. The rottweiler's arms were bound behind his back, his tail tucked between his legs in embarrassment. The reason was obvious - the canine's erection was standing red and firm between his legs, bobbing with every step he took. A ring of dark metal glinted from where it sat just above his swollen knot.

The serpent spread his arms wide. "Welcome, my friends. It's been too long since we were all together like this, but rest assured tonight will prove worth the wait." He turned to Rhea, the only one in the room still wearing clothes. "My dear, if you would be so kind."

Rhea nodded. All it took was a simple snap of her fingers, and glyphs appeared on the floor scattered throughout the room. Scarlet light rose from each glyph, solidifying as they took shape and fading away to reveal the night's main entertainment. Every eye in the room scanned over the new arrivals. There wasn't a single soft dick in the bath by the time Rhea's magic did its work.

Shea Paerindon did not look happy. Laid back over a table, her rear was pulled right to the edge. Her wrists were cuffed to the table, and her legs were spread and bound, leaving her helplessly exposed. The ballgag in her mouth kept her from voicing her obvious anger at her current predicament.

An anger shared by Talia from where she was bent over in a set of stocks. She might be a barbarian, but there was no way she was breaking out of them, no matter how much she fought. Her ankles were secured to the supports, her ass waving enticingly as she struggled. A second set of stocks stood empty beside her, though it wouldn't be empty for much longer.

The dalmatian girl that had been in Shea's party struggled where she was strapped into a swing. The tuxedo cat hanging near her was also trying to get loose, but it looked more token than anything. Having been a slave for them, he almost looked like he expected something like this, though he was still shooting nervous looks at the gathered group that was leering at their prizes hungrily.

Two more of Shea's former feline slaves were in the room. One, a male black cat stood to one side, his legs spread wide by a bar and his arms pulled above his head, a leather ballgag stuffed in his mouth. The other, a calico female, was unbound save for the collar around her neck. Standing in the bath, she saw the gathered males around her and scrambled towards the other side, trying to get away, but she'd barely stepped out of the water before she seemed to bounce off an invisible wall, runes on the collar flashing as she stumbled back into the steaming water.

"One more thing," said Baal. He clapped his hands twice. "Bring him here boys."

All eyes turned to watch as two more dogs shuffled into the room. Shea's eyes went wide at the sight of her brother, the chocolate lab not even glancing towards his sister as he and the rottweiler beside him moved what looked like a statue over towards the stocks. Setting the statue upright, the two dogs stood silently as Baal slithered over and raised his hand.

"[Stone to Flesh]."

Color quickly returned to the dog's fur as the spell took effect, the grey and white stone giving way to the brown and black fur of the doberman underneath. In a matter of seconds, Emile had been returned to flesh and blood. However just as the awareness returned to his eyes, Baal's tail lashed out, wrapping around the dog's neck.

"N-Not you again!" gasped Emile. "Let go of me you scaly fuck!"

Baal shook his head. "Still so much fight in you. I'm going to enjoy watching that fire burn down."

Moving past the dog, Baal opened the second pair of stocks and forced the doberman to bend down over it.

"Lock him in."

The other two dogs hurried to obey, and in moments the doberman was growling and thrashing just as much as the barbarian next to him. It was only when he finally noticed her that his growls gave way to a surprised bark.

"Sister?! What are you doin-mmphf!"

His words were cut off as a ring gag was stuffed into his muzzle and strapped into place. Emile shook his head and tried to push it out, but it wouldn't budge no matter what he tried.

"Good boys," said Baal, petting the two dogs condescendingly on their heads.

The reactions of the two was quite telling. Vilyburt smiled happily as the yuan-ti scratched behind his ears, completely unconcerned with his own nudity or the obvious erection he was sporting. Bran, on the other hand, had his tail tucked between his legs, eyes down and hands trying to cover himself. Neither of the dogs had been allowed clothes since Baal took ownership of them, but he still couldn't get used to it. Unfortunately for him, his master noticed how he was trying to hide his bits.

"Now now, slave, none of that."

"I'm sorry M-Master! Please don't..."

But Bran's pleas fell on deaf ears as the yuan-ti grabbed the rottweiler's arms and bound them behind his back, leaving the dog's sheath and furry sac exposed. The dog whined as Baal lightly stroked his sheath, whimpering when his dick started to make an appearance.

"There's more fun to come later in the evening," said Baal, moving away from the brightly blushing dog. "But for now, please enjoy yourselves and any of the toys we have here."

Orin stepped forward towards Shea, the bound chocolate lab squirming and thrashing as the tiger approached.

"So this is the infamous Paerindon bitch," said the tiger, smirking down at the bound canine.

"One of them, anyway," said Rhea, lounging happily at the side of the bath, her feet hanging in the water. "This one fancied herself an adventurer. And apparently she and her friends aren't too fond of felines."

"Oh really now? Maybe she just hasn't met the right one."

Shea growled as Orin moved closer, but gasped when his hand plunged between her thighs, pushing two fingers into her pussy and starting to finger her.

"Haven't met a female yet that can resist a cat once we've got our dick in them."

He stroked himself for emphasis, making sure Shea could see the barbs along his length. She tried to growl again, but couldn't manage more than a whimper when the tiger's thumb started working at his clit, unwanted pleasure spiking within her. She tried to fight it, but it didn't take long before Orin's fingers were wet with her body's eagerness. Pulling them out, he stepped between her legs and lined himself up.

"Been too long since the last time I got to fuck a noble." The tiger grinned. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Shea's muffled protests did nothing to stop Orin as he thrust forward, buying himself inside the helpless noble in a single thrust, his white-furred balls slapping beneath her tail. She gasped as she was spread wide around the feline's dick, but that quickly turned into a cry of unwanted pleasure when he pulled back, the barbs on his dick catching against the inner walls of her pussy in ways she'd never known were possible. Orin set a steady rhythm as he fucked her, taking his time to let her really feel his cock inside her, and to let himself enjoy the way she jerked and moaned beneath him.

"That's a good bitch," said Orin, his hands sliding up to turn Shea's face towards him. "Look at me while I fuck you. I want to see the moment you realize you lock cat cock more than anything else. Admit it - none of those canine noble boys you've bedded felt anything like this."

As he said it, he slowly pulled himself back, gyrating his hips to really make her feel him, then slamming home, the chocolate lab's back arching as the pleasure grew, desperately trying to convince herself that the tiger's words weren't true. But no matter what she might be telling herself, there was no denying the way her toes curled and her hips tried to thrust up against Orin's, her body reacting to the pleasure of that big barbed cock inside her. She tried to fight back a whimper as her pleasure spiked, but Orin didn't miss it, a knowing grin spreading over his face.

"See? You really are enjoying it. I knew all you needed was some big cat cock to have you begging for more."

Shea shook her head, but a strong thrust from Orin made her back arch, a shaking whine escaping her muzzle.

"Good bitch," said Orin, increasing the speed of his hips. "Moan for me. Let everyone hear how much you like my cock."

Unlike his sister, Vilyburt was more than happy to be of service to the guests. The way he was practically choking himself on Calistos' long horse dick was proof of that. The chocolate lab's moans were muffled with his mouth stuffed with so much dick, but the wet slurping coming from him made it clear how much he was enjoying the taste of the horse's penis. He couldn't fit all of it into his muzzle, his hands working over the remainder of Calistos' cock, making sure to worship every last inch of it.

For his part, the stallion was moaning happily, reaching down to scratch the dog behind the ears, smiling at the way Vilyburt looked up at him with eager eyes.

"Damn, you've got quite the mouth on you," said Calistos. He turned to Baal. "You've trained this one up right."

"Much as I'd like to, I can't take all the credit," said the serpent. "His natural talent did a lot of the work for me."

Calistos pulled the dog back, his spit-slick cock popping free while Villyburt panted for breath.

"Well let's see if his other end is just as talented." Laying back, Calistos grabbed his cock in one hand and angled it up, gesturing for Vilyburt to join him. "Let's see what you can do."

Vilyburt showed no hesitation before climbing astride the stallion, eagerly lifting his wagging tail and lining himself up. Calistos' moans were drowned out by Vilyburt's as the dog's ass sank down his cock. The lab's dick jumped when the medial ring stretched him extra wide.

To the surprise of the stallion, the dog managed to take him all the way, the noble's ass pressing down against the stallion's lap. The moment he bottomed out, Vilyburt cried out, his dick jerking and painting the stallion's abs with his seed. For many males this would have been the point where Calistos would have to take over to get any pleasure for himself, but his jaw dropped when the dog braced himself and started riding the horse's cock, working the full length of his dick, the horse's growing flare making him moan every time it rammed over his prostate.

Bran, meanwhile, was having a very different experience.

"Please, don't," whined Bran as the minotaur approached him. With his hands bound, he could do little more than scramble away from the big male, though even that stopped when Parrax grabbed his ankles and pulled him closer. "M-Maybe we can work something out?"

"You bet we can, little man," said Parrax, grinning. "Gonna work out this tight ass of yours 'til you can sit straight for a week."

Whimpering like a pup, Bran struggled against the minotaur's grip as Parrax laid him back, pulling his legs up and pushing them back until the dog's knees were pinned to the floor and his ass was pointing straight up in the air. Shuffling forward, Parrax let his thick cock slap down against the dog's taint, sliding it back and forth as Bran watched, eyes wide and terrified at the size of the cock that he knew was going to be buried balls deep in his ass in the very near future.

Bran was shaking his head. "P-Please don't, please don't..."

Smiling, Parrax just nodded repeatedly, angling his dick down and pushing in, spreading the squealing dog wide around his thick dick, the rottweiler's pucker spread so tight it was almost not visible, clenching the big slab of beef like a glove three sizes too small. Despite his protests, Bran's doggie dick was hard as stone, leaking heavily over his belly as the minotaur started fucking him, his head falling back against the stone floor, eyes rolling back in his head as the unwanted pleasure flooded his senses.

In the bath, Crius and Xander were practically fighting over Thax, each of them eager for their own quality time with the gator. Sadly for Xander Crius was stronger and even more insistent; the bard was relegated to hanging off the big male's shoulders and rubbing himself against his scaly back while Crius slid between Thax's legs, quickly working up the big gator to full erection with his hands before licking his lips.

"Not that I'm complaining, but wasn't the whole idea of having me here so I could try out your goods?" asked Thax.

"Not before I try out your goods," growled Crius huskily, taking the gator's cock into his mouth and swallowing it until he was kissing the other male's slit.

Thax rumbled in appreciation at the other male's oral skills, his big hand coming to rest on Crius' head, guiding his head as he started bobbing and slurping over Thax's cock. Not wanting to be left out completely, Xander was kissing and sucking at his neck, reaching down to stroke his hands over the gator's powerful chest. However, he wasn't about to let Crius take all the fun for himself. As the pair were really getting into it, Xander slid down into the water and pulled Crius off of Thax, getting a groan from both of them when that thick dick left the lizard's hungry mouth.

"Think that's enough of a sample for you, Crius," said the bard. "Besides, our friend here should get what he came for."

"Pretty sure he just was," growled Crius.

"If I recall, didn't you say you'd prepared something special?" asked Xander, making sure Crius couldn't start blowing the gator again.

Crius pulled the other lizard closer. "Why are you trying to fuck up my fun?" he growled quietly.

"Turnabout's fair play my friend," smirked Xander.

Crius grumbled as he climbed out of the bath, water sliding off his scales and dripping from the erection standing hard and proud between his legs. He returned shortly carrying a satchel the other's recognized as one of his specially made bags of holding. These were a special kind the lizardman had developed for only special clients, generally of the less reputable variety. They were designed to carry a particular kind of cargo you wouldn't want to put in your normal bag of holding.

These bags could carry people. A fact that was made clear when Crius pulled it open wide and flipped it over, and someone came tumbling out.

Crius had put Claudius through the ringer. He hadn't hurt him, not physically. But the german shepherd was a shadow of his former cocky self. A blindfold covered his eyes, and a ringgag had been set into his mouth to keep it open for business. His arms and legs were bent double, stuffed into leather sleeves that left him on all fours like a feral dog. He was whimpering loudly thanks to the stiff erection dripping beneath him. A ring was squeezing his shaft, settled right at the top of his fully swollen knot. And for the final bit of degradation, a collar was around his neck, bearing a simple tag that read Bitch.

"Well now, what have we here?" said Thax, a pleased rumble in his voice that made Crius' cock twtich.

"This is Claudius," said Crius. "Or at least, it used to be. Now his name is Bitch.This fucker tried to rob us, and broke something my daughter had made for me. He had to be punished."

Reaching under Bitch, Crius started gently stroking his cock, which made the dog whimper and squirm in his bonds.

"I've spent plenty of time showing him the error of his ways, but I still don't think he's learned his lesson yet. So to remind him of his place, I gave him a little present." He tapped at the ring on the dog's cock, and the shepherd whined even harder. "This cock ring will stop him from cumming. No matter how much stimulation he gets, orgasm is off limits. Isn't that right, Bitch? No cumming for naughty dogs. Not even when I do this."

Grinning wickedly, he gave the dog's knot a strong squeeze, his other hand working that canine cock furiously. It would have easily been enough to have Bitch shooting all over the floor, if the ring allowed it. Instead, the dog struggled and squealed, desperately trying to beg for mercy around the gag in his mouth, his cock leaking a heavy, steady stream of pre as his pleasure grew and grew. It was enough to drive a male mad, and by the time Crius stopped, the dog was practically crying from need, trying to beg the reptile to take off the ring and let him cum. But even though Crius knew exactly what he wanted, he ignored him, giving the dog's ass a firm slap instead.

"What do you say, big guy?" said Crius. "Want to give my handiwork a try?"

"Oh, fuck yes," crowled Thax, climbing out of the bath and heading for the dog.

Crius couldn't deny he was a bit envious of the fucking the dog was about to get, but he could have fun with the gator after. Please the client first, then get him to his bed.

Bitch whimpered when he felt the big hands on his rear. He couldn't see who was moving up behind him, but he could certainly feel it when the big dick thrust into his ass until a pair of scaly hips slapped against his rump. He yelped as his tail was yanked up, giving the male inside him a clear look at the way his tailhole was stretched around his dick.

"Good boy," said Thax, starting to thrust into the wriggling dog. "Let me see that tight ass take my dick."

"Mind if I join you?"

The gator looked up, never slowing the motion of his hips. Keiko was standing next to him, the tigress a picture of beauty with her striped body laid bare.

"Go for it," said Thax, giving the female a friendly pat on the rear.

Grinning mischievously, the tigress laid down on her back and worked her way under the shepherd, taking hold of his cock.

"Don't mind me, Bitch," she said. "I just want to see if your cock tastes as good as it looks."

Bitch shook his head furiously. After so long being kept on the edge, the last thing he needed was more stimulation, especially with the thick gator cock ramming his prostate. But there was nothing he could do to stop the tigress from swallowing his cock until she was kissing his knot, her rough tongue licking over it. Things got even worse for the poor canine when she started massaging his knot. It would have easily triggered an orgasm if he were able to cum. Instead, he was locked in a loop of endlessly building pleasure, his body begging for a release that wouldn't cum, his head thrashing as he tried to beg for mercy.

And his cries of pleasure weren't the only ones filling the room. In the bath, Tan had caught the calico girl, and was having his way with her. The female feline moaned in unwanted pleasure as the rat bent her over, groping her chest while his fucked her from behind, his tail slapping against the water. The tuxedo cat's swing moved wildly, the cat cumming on himself and purring happily as the big badger Rei fucked him, his large hands on the cat's hips, pulling him back to meet each powerful thrust.

Next to him, the black cat was a moaning mess, gasping around his gag as the tiefling Jalal had his way with him. Jalal's hands roamed the cat's body, ruffling his fur, while his tail curled around the cat's hips to stroke his pink penis in time with his own thrusting. The cat was kept right on the edge, his dick leaking heavily over the tiefling's tail. And not to be left out, Baal was giving the barbarian girl in the stocks a good double dicking, thrust a cock into her ass and pussy at the same time. He even had a couple fingers inside Emile, teasing his prostate, while the yuan-ti's tail did the same to the dog's cock.

It was only after all their guests had put a load or three in the slaves - and in Keiko's case edged Bitch into a whining, squirming mess - that Baal finally called Rhea over, the succubus having been happy to sit back and watch, though she had been happy to offer Vic a bit of relief. The big lizardman tasted very good after all.

"Yes, Baal?" she said, licking the cum from her lips. She was also enjoying the way the yuan-ti was eyeing her naked body.

"I think it's time we bring out the special merchandise," he said. "Would you go make sure everything is ready?"

Rhea nodded graciously. "Of course." And she slunk off through the door, completely unconcerned for her nudity.

It wasn't long before she returned, and with a gesture a curtain appeared across one end of the bath hiding a small stage. Once everything was ready, Baal left his two playthings in their stocks, moving to stand beside the curtain and clapping his hands to get everyone's attention.

"Well, now that everyone has had a chance to unwind-"

Baal was momentarily interrupted by a cry from the calico, but Tan pulled her back into his lap, thrusting into her again and covering her mouth to keep her quiet.

"As I was saying, now that we have all had a chance to enjoy ourselves, it's time for the main event. True that most of the toys you've enjoyed tonight are available for purchase, we have some special merchandise to offer you this evening. Some lovely ladies for your enjoyment. A group of former adventurers. And not just any adventurers. These lovely ladies are all nobles!" The yuan-ti chuckled. "Or at least they were. Now they're slave girls like so many others, and tonight they are yours for the taking. One of them you have already seen." He gestured towards the dalmatian girl currently sagging in her swing with a slick tiger penis sliding out of her cunny. "But allow me to introduce the rest."

At a nod from Baal, Rhea opened the curtain to reveal the rest of Shea's former adventuring party. The three nobles-turned-slavegirls had been stripped naked save for the collars around their necks. Each girl's arms had been pulled behind her and tied to a sturdy pole set into the stage. Their legs and been forced apart by bars at the base of the poles, leaving them with no way to cover themselves from the hungry eyes staring at them. Though that didn't stop them from trying, struggling against their bonds. Leather muzzles had been securely fastened in place, limiting them to muffled whimpers and whines. Especially from the small corgi girl, who was blushing like mad, looking absolutely mortified at being put on display like that.

Rhea strolled up onto the stage, coming to stand beside the vixen.

"First, we have Cassie," said the succubus. "A trained swashbuckler, you can see she keeps herself quite fit. And good with her hands as well, after a bit of practice" She ran he hand over the vixen's trim tummy, before sliding her hand down and slipping two fingers into the vulpine girl's pussy, making her gasp. "All three of these lovely ladies are unspoiled, and who among us wouldn't enjoy being the first to claim a noble girl's pussy?"

By the time she stepped away, the vixen's chest was heaving, her modest breast as flushed as her face.

"Then we have Piper." Rhea stepped up to the corgi, easily the shortest off all the girls, and in fact the shortest person present. "She may be small, but this girl's a fighter, in more ways than one. Though I think the right master could turn her into a proper pleasure puppy."

Piper tried to pull away from the succubus' touch, but couldn't stop her from kneeling down and spreading the lips of her pussy, showing off the bright pink of her untouched places.

"And for you big boys, just think about what a nice tight fit she'll be. The collars we have fitted these girls with will allow them to take even the biggest male's without injury, so don't worry about breaking them. Well, not physically anyway."

Rhea moved on to the husky girl, the sharp contrast between her black and white fur very striking. She was easily the most endowed of the former nobles, and the fluff of her fur only add to that appearance. Her icy blue eyes darted around the room nervously, the sight of the horny males licking their lips making her tremble.

"And this is Layla. She is going to help demonstrate a new product we have on offer - the Magehand collar."

Rhea gestured to the slave collar around the huskie's neck, and at her touch runes glowed along the length of the leather.

"Thanks to the magic worked into this collar, you can make sure your pet wil never forget the pleasure of your touch. For this demonstration I have prepared the collar myself, but should you purchase any of these fine females - or some of our collars - you can attune them to your own special touch. Observe."

Rhea snapped her fingers, and the collar came to life. Layla squealed and jerked against her bounds as around her, purple constructs sprange to life and grabbed onto her. A pair of hands groped her chest, while two more fondled her ass. The ghostly hands stroked her spread thighs, and before all the onlookers a spectral tongue of purple magic appeared and began iccking at her clit and the lips of her pussy, and under her tail as well. Try as she might, Layla could do nothing to escape their touch.

"Just imagine, having her slave feeling the pleasure of your dick even when you aren't there. Just think of all the fun things you can do. Why, you ccoud have her fully dressed, serving you and your guests, while all the time she is fighting the pleasure of getting fucked front and back while your tongue teases her tits."

Appreciative murmurs rose from the gathered clients, while Layla whimpered and sagged against her bonds, and orgasm quickly approaching before Rhea deactivated the collar, leaving the canine panting in unwanted need.

"So lady and gentlemen," said Baal, looking across the room. "Are there any interested parties?"

Needless to say, a bit of a bidding war ensued, but in the end, all parties were satisfied. Particularly Baal at the amount of money they had just pulled in.

Parrax had been the first to step in, claiming thee corgi for himself. The little lady looked positively terrified at the size of the cock the minotaur was sporting, but as he threww the bound girl over his shoulder and slipped a thick finger inside her, he was smiling wide at the thought of getting himself wedged up between her thighs.

To the surprise of both girls, the tiger couple had purchased both of them. Orin didn't waste any time, eagerly eating out the husky and attuining the collar to his sandpapery tongue. He couldn't wait to do the same with his cock. Meanwhile his mate Keiko, was working two fingers in and out of the vixen, one hand groping her while she teased the vulpine female's other tit with her teeth. Keiko was practicaly dripping at the thought of having that slime, pretty muzzle eating her out later.

The others purchased the partners they'd been enjoying beforehand. Tan leered at the calico, the girl shaking her head in disbelief as the rat pulled his new slave between his legs and shoved his cock in her mouth. Jalal and Rei were easier on their new cat boytoys. The tiefling laid back as the black cat road him, and the badger pulled the eager tuxedo cat on top of him in a lusty sixty-nine. Clearly neither of those boys were bothered by their new masters - they were a far improvement over the old ones.

None of them had been interested in the dalmatian girl, but Crius was happy to keep her for himself. Especially after Thax purchased Bitch for an impressive sum. And even better, the offer to come visit his village to show his people how to properly break in their slaves. None of the slaves on offer that night had caught Calistos' eye, but the stallion had been impressed enough to tell Baal he'd be putting in some special orders, which the yuan-ti was happy to hear. The serpent always enjoyed seeking out just the right merchandise for his clients. And after their pleased purchases, he had no doubt Orin and Keiko would be willing to assist him if needed. In Baal's line of work it never hurt to have connections with capable slavers.

With the business concluded, the fun lasted well into the night. Whether it was with their new slaves or with those on offer within the bathhouse, there wasn't a single person that left the next day unsatisfied. Granted, some of them would be walking funny for a while, and the former nobles were in for quite the fucking later, but all in all, a very successful night for everyone, with one sentiment shared by every guest present.

They couldn't wait for the next gathering, or for the chance to sample whatever sinful delights their friends came up with next.