S-stop his hand! Wait, what's that?

Your own hands go to your thigh to grasp his hand and free yourself when something pokes you in the rear. You gasps and stop. It takes only a moment for you to realize what's happened and you sit up straight with the intention of turning around and slapping him.

When you meet the hulking mans eyes he winks at your shocked expression, then states. "Here have a taste!" And forces a pastry into your mouth. You shake your head, then take a bite and chew angrily, yet when you finish you realize rather than two silver coins, he rubs together a silver and a gold one in his free hand. You mouth dries as you freeze. Slowly you reach out to the coins, but he merely chuckles as he draws them back out of your view.

He hoists you a little higher, and you feel his member slip between your asscheeks and up to your suddenly lose thighs. You close your legs tightly again, but this time you're squeezing his firm tower between your thighs. He grunts his approval. Your breath catches in your throat, and your eyes flit around the crowd nervously. It doesn't seem like any of them have noticed your sudden and unexpected intimacy.

Firm hands grasp your hips, and begin to move them left and right, as if you're a giant fleshlight to be manhandled, yet shyly you quickly take his cue and begin to carry out the task yourself. You gyrate your hips and your eyes begin to flutter. Surely he's experiencing greater pleasure than you, and yet you can still feel the tip of that hot bulging member pressing against your lips. It feels good, and you want more... Even if you are in public. You begin to thrust your hips foreword and back, stroking your flesh along the upper length of his shaft, and you can practically feel him smiling as his breaths become more shallow and a soft grunt rumbles in his chest.

His hands have pinned your wrists to his side, forcing you to lean back against him, and you're surprised to find that you're happy to oblige. It's not long before your inner thigh is slick with his pre, and maybe some of your own, and your mutual pleasure grows greater. This continues for a minute, then two, then more. The crowd never seems to notice even when a surprised "oh~" slips out of your lips. A tingling frisson grows in your nethers and creeps its way up your body. It's not quite orgasmic, but rather a siren inviting you closer. You follow the song as you pick up your pace ever so slightly, and before you realize it something hot and steamy is spurting out and covering your squished thighs. You continue your rhythm, eyes fluttering, then squeeze your thighs closed tightly.

The warmth stops growing and you hear him whisper in your ear. "Next time, We do it for real." He winks, slips the gold and silver coins between your bust, then hoists you up as if you were nothing more than a doll and sets you on the ground beside him.

"Ah..." You stammer "I-If there's anything else you need sirs, just ... just let me know!" You smile, and then make your hasty retreat. You can feel his hot steamy spooge dribbling down your thigh, and as you go a roaring laugh from the men follows you.

At least it's the end of the day, and you managed to make a bit of coin in the process. Aefleda smirks at you as she remains leaning back against the employee doorway with her arms crossed. You merely offer her a smile.

"Since you're indentured, Mistress will let you go home, but be sure to arrive Before the 4th hour tomorrow..."

You nod and continue on your way.