Dareios interferes before they get a chance to

By now, Catalin’s and Wynne’s younger brother had finally succumbed to Vanya’s hard riding of his cock, cum beginning to be churned forth from his balls.

Feeling the first strings of the hot liquid spurting into her cunt, Vanya quickly rolled off the young man and laid down on the floor so that her tits were placed against the tip of his penis, rubbing the all over the rigid pole so that his load was evenly administered onto her heavy, heaving orbs.

“My oh my,” Wynne said, currently having returned her attention towards her brother, “look at how that slut is letting him cum all over those jugs of hers.”
“Yes,” Malouda agreed, “your brother really does love getting to shot his creamy load on a pair of nice, firm tits. I should know…”

Whatever dirty remark that Wynne or Catalin was about to make on Malouda’s relationship to their brother was cut short by Dareios suddenly saying “200”.
“What?” Catalin wondered.

Dareios looked at all three of the busty noblewomen, his cock twitching as he watched how the thick streams of his cum were pouring down over their nubile, scantily clad bodies.

If he remembered correctly, being a noble in these parts of Erodoria wasn’t all just about pedigree or wealth. Those two features, primarily, were obsessions of the city-bound nobles, or those living in a lot more stable rural areas than these. No, being a noble in a part of the world that consisted of hundreds of small kingdoms and fiefdoms, where alliances were forged and broken and rivalries began or ended on an almost daily basis, was a lot about being willing to do what was necessary to get what you wanted.
So, if Malouda, Catalin and Wynne wanted to use him as a source of friendly competition amongst them to see which of them was the superior noblewoman, Dareios would let them do so, but on his terms.

“200”, Dareios smirked at the busty trio, “is what each and every one of you will pay to fuck me.”
“Really?” It was Catalin who spoke now, “and who of us is to go first then? That’s what we’re bidding for, you know.”
“Simple,” Dareios responded with a smile, giving his heavy cock one more slow jerk, enjoying the way in which all of the three ravenous sluts were staring at his engorged member, “the one of you who acts the biggest slut up here on stage, letting everyone know just how badly she wants to have my cock shoved up each and every one of her holes, will get to go first.”

Malouda, Wynne and Catalin stared first at Dareios, then at each other. Apparently uncertain at first, the three seemed to be warming up to his proposal as they looked at each other, seemingly reviewing their competition once more.
“Alright,” Malouda finally said to Dareios, nodding her head at him, “we accept your suggestion.”
“Yes,” Wynne added, “and I will go first.”

Malouda and Catalin, the latter of which had long since discarded her fur robe; meaning that she stood on stage dressed in nothing more than the chained pair of plates covering her nipples and the long, stiletto-heeled leather boots, her bald pussy completely exposed by her wide-legged stance, watched as Wynne moved across the floor.

Wearing more clothes than her sister, Wynne was still exposing what mattered the most; the corset that covered her stomach was the only proper garment that she wore, leaving her breathtakingly heavy chest and glistening crotch completely bare.
Malouda, finally, was still wearing her tiny skirt, which had fallen down to once again cover her wet cunt, and the thin black bra that was severely strained by the copious weight and size of her round breasts.

Down on the floor, Kandra had taken care of the rangers, all of them having shot their loads into her holes or onto her face, and had moved on to what could best described as a fire-sale.
For the affordable price of 5 gold coins, any man that wanted to could jerk off over the brunette’s nubile body.
Still laying on the table where she had fucked the rangers, Kandra was surrounded by a dozen men, all of them stroking their cocks.
One of the women in the crowd had offered Kandra 25 gold coins to have her pussy licked by the sluttish whore while the men surrounded them.

Naturally, Kandra had agreed to the proposal, and now had the busty blonde woman’s smooth-shaven cunt placed against her mouth.

The woman, now only wearing a flimsy white top that she had tugged open in order to play with her nipples, moaned as she felt Kandra’s tongue hit her clit, while Kandra at the same time was busy fingering herself with her right hand; four fingers shoved into her slit while the thumb toyed with her own clit.

As for Jalee and Vanya, both of them had finished with their first men, and met up at the barrel of water that the tavern-keep had wisely placed next to the stage, letting those not occupied with gawking at either Dareios show on stage or Kandra’s sluttish performance on the table gawk at the sight of the two buxom harlots exchanging lewd comments while pouring water over their bodies, washing themselves clean of cum and oil.

As for the profits, the tavern-keep was busy racing over the floor, collecting the gold that Kandra, Vanya and Jalee had earned so far.

As for Wynne, the huge-chested blonde had by now sauntered over to Dareios, knowing full well that she had plenty of commoners staring at her beautiful body.
Turning her back to him, letting Dareios look down at the perfectly rounded glutes of her ass, Wynne then leaned forwards until her massive tits swayed in front of her knee-caps, reaching round with her right hand to part her bald pussy lips for Dareios
benefit, letting him see the considerable wetness of her tight hole.

Suddenly dropping down so that her tits were pressed against the stage-floor, her toned legs splayed out past Dareios’ feet, Wynne placed both hands on her thick ass and pulled at her firm buttocks, exposing her puckered asshole for Dareios to stare at from above.

Nimbly getting up on her knees and leaning back so that the back of her head was pressed against Dareios’ thigh, his tumescent penis brushing against the side of it, Wynne ran one hand along the underside of the heavy tool, before wrapping all ten of her slender fingers around it, pulling it towards her face.

Licking Dareios’ cock all the way from its hairless base to its bulbous tip, Wynne allowed her right hand to make its way to his undercarriage, playing with his heavy testicles while her tongue swirled its way over the vein-covered slab of prime, thick cock-meat.

Dropping her hold of his member, Wynne got up on her feet and walked back to the other, her fine ass wiggling as she moved slowly across the floor.

In front of Catalin and Malouda, with Dareios directly behind her, Wynne bent forwards one more time, and slipped her thumb up her ass, looking back past her shoulder at Dareios.

Straightening up once again, Wynne nodded to Malouda and Catalin.
Her act was over.