A Crash Course

As the half-Orc and the lady knight stood there, contemplating how to put you to use, there was a knock at the door. Raine glanced to Grisella, wordlessly asking permission and receiving a nod in return. She opened the door and allowed in a familiar face, the red-scaled dragonkin you'd seen being auctioned on stage.

"Milady," She addressed Grisella with a slight curtesy, "We seem to be short a girl, I think Gwendolyn's customer wants a bit more than one night with her..."

Grisella seemed to frown for a moment, before quickly taking on a tusky grin. She motioned the nameless dragon girl closer and began to whisper in her ear, preventing you from hearing what was being said. The dragoness, who wore nothing more than a loincloth and bandages covering her chest, looked you up and down nodding. Grisella motioned to Raine, who quickly took action, seizing you by the shoulders.

"G-get off of me!" You stammer, struggling in the lady knight's strong grip.

"Sure you don't want her doing oral?" The dragoness asked, beginning to undo her chest wraps. You didn't actually know how she was referring to as she spoke.

"We don't want a customer scared away by a delusional new bitch," Grisella replied, reaching into a pouch at her waist. She with drew a small device, a pair of leather straps leading off a small spherical stone cared with decorative markings.

Before you could ask any more questions, the owner of this whore house shoved her medieval ball gag into your mouth, practically smothering you with her breasts as she reached around to tie it off. As she worked on gagging you, the dragoness had torn off your loin cloth with a dangerous swipe of her claws. Quickly the loin cloth was replaced by cloth wrappings as a scaly hand maneuvered your cock between your legs the wrappings holding it in place. Not only was the cloth uncomfortably tight, but it exposed your backside (even emphasized it).

As the dragoness was putting the finishing touches on your crotch, Gisella tugged a stained tan tunic over your head. It was loose enough to serve as a dress, falling down to your thighs, yet strategic gets allowed it to show your backside whenever you moved.

Grisella and the dragoness stepped back to look you over, giving Raine a chance to do a bit of work. Using the rope she'd been leading you around with, she bound your hands behind your back. Considering the rope was still connected to your neck, the slack left over could easily be used to manipulate your motions.

"Mmm...she looks delicious~" The dragoness teased with a toothy smirk.

"She's for paying customers only," Gisella noted sternly, "Especially while we break her in..."

Apparently the best way to train you was with a crash course, the question was would you be going out for auction or perhaps giving a more private showing?