Arriving at Hardrock

“Shouldn’t we… you know… put on some clothes?” Alea asked hesitantly from the mound of naked futa flesh.

Yadra yawned in reply. “Why bother? If I got dressed Bitch two here wouldn’t be able to keep sucking my cock.”

“That’s kind of my point. Do we really want to roll into town like this?” Alea said.

“People in Hardrock aren’t as conservative as they are back home Alea.” Jenna provided from the front of the wagon. “Actually, it’s good to put on a display of alphadom if you're a visitor. Too many country bumpkins go here to trade, only to wind up as some townsfuta’s collared sex toy. This shows we’re alphas and not to be messed with.” She gave Alea a cheeky wink with those last words.

Yadra nodded. “Though on that note… do either of you have a writing brush?”

“I do!” Thali leaped to her knees, wiping some of Alea’s cum off her face.

“Here we go… 250 silver for bitch one and 220 for bitch two.” Yadra said aloud as she wrote prices across each of the former bandits asses.

“Maybe we should mark Thali as off-limits? People might think I’m selling her too.” Alea complained.

“Good point. She really should be collared as an owned beta. Too bad we don’t have an… oh wait.” Jenna said before pointing to her bags.

Yadra dug around in Jenna’s bags before pulling out a pinkish-purple leather collar. Runes and markings ran around the strip of leather, which seemed supernaturally tough.

“Winged tiger hide.” Yadra explained. “Enchanted for extra toughness, and extra submission for the beta that wears it.”

“Huh. You just had that hanging around?” Alea asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Well… you can never know when the opportunity to collar a futa might strike!” Jenna said with a blush.

Thali obediently kneeled as Alea wrapped the collar around her throat. Jenna remarked that it was a waste to use an enchanted collar on someone already so submissive, but Alea whispered that Jenna might get to try the collar too soon enough.

Alea didn’t inquire further on the topic, since that was when they rolled to the gates of Hardrock.

There was no line, but there were a pair of futas standing guard.

“Coin or service?” the guards demanded.

“Service?” Alea asked, wondering what that meant.

The guard gestured to the missing armor around her groin, from which jutted her partially erect cock.

“You can get into the city either by paying the fee with your purse, or paying it with your mouth. Or ass. Our price depends on what you’re bringing in. You’ve got a wagon of furs here… so 50 silver is a good price.”

“Fifty silver!? Outrageous! Last time I brought something in it was only 25!” Jenna folded her arms and pouted.

The guard shrugged. “That’s the price. With the Throbbing Immortal Fist school recruiting right now, the city is flooded with silver. Prices for everything have doubled.”

“I have two beta’s here that you can use. Will that do?” Jenna gestured to bitch one and bitch two.

The guard inspected them for a moment before shaking her head. “Looks like they’ve been fucked senseless. Not nearly enough Resolve in them for me. I’ll cut down the price by 5 silver for a go at them, but that’s all. Unless you want to let me have a go at these other two?” The guard glanced between Yadra and Alea.

“I’ll pass.” Yadra shook her head and grabbed her cock, emphasizing that its size was just a smidgen bigger than the guard’s own member.

“What about the quiet one in back? I sense some decent energy fluctuations coming from her. Let me blow my load in her mouth and I’ll ditch the whole fee.” The guard licked her lips while looking at Alea.

Jenna looked at Alea expectantly.