They kiss and make up

”You blithering, big-uddered bitches buggered by beasts of the Blazes!”

The dwarf was in his office, sitting in a ridiculously over-sized chair and holding a raw slab of meat on a nasty black eye. The rest of his face had the same red tone as the meat. Thorren was fuming, and he hurled tirade after sulfurous tirade of insults at his two dancers at the other side of the desk. He had been ever since Ralph the guard finally had to resort to a hammer and chisel to free his employer's thick skull from that unfortunately placed drum.

”You half-witted harlots of a hideous half-orc!” he bellowed, ”I might as well have hired the dark horde as dancers!”

His words may have seemed harsh, but Lira and Zayeh certainly looked the part.

Zayeh sulked on one the considerably smaller chairs opposite Thorren's. Her clothes were ripped and stained. Cum stuck in clumps in her messy hair and on her body, especially on her tits. Lira, who sat next to her, was in an even worse condition. Thick globs gunk still stained her face and hair and her once so elegant outfit hung in soggy shreds with one of her breasts sticking out, blemished by a glowing red handprint.

”Are you done yet?” Zayeh asked and winced as she reached up and gently touched her swollen lower lip, ”It's hardly our fault that your patrons behave like a pack of wild goblins. I thought The Northern Arms was supposed to be respectable with a better class of people.”

”It used to be,” the dwarf snorted, ”But then you two cursed cunts showed up. The repairs will cost me a fortune, not to mention the bribes. The city guards want to know who started this mess, and give me ONE good reason not to send you slatterns to the dungeons!”

Zayeh sighed and reached into her torn clothes, somehow producing a fistful of gold coins, ”How about this?” she asked and sprinkled the money over the desk. She reached into her hair next, pulled out a purse and threw it down with a heavy clunk, ”The bets were getting pretty high at the end. And I'll have you know that I had the lowest odds by far. They weren't precisely watching my hands,” she smirked.

Thorren's demeanour softened a bit as he greedily counted the coins before him, ”Suppose that's a start”, he muttered and wagged a stubby finger at the dancers. ”But you bitches will stay out of my bed from now on, and don't go near the stage! Starting tomorrow, you'll be serving drinks until you pay your debt in full. And don't even think about running away. I'll make sure that you'll never work in this city again. Now apologize and get your sodding arses out of my office before I change my mind!”

Zayeh and Lira mumbled an apology, staggered out and closed the door behind them.

They lingered in the hallway for a few moments before Zayeh finally broke the silence, ”Well?” she asked Lira, ”Why didn't you say something? I was totally on my own in there.”

Lira just gave her partner a faint grin and spat something into the palm of her hand. Then she opened her fingers and revealed a golden ring. It was magnificent, encrusted with an ample, glistening ruby. It must have cost its previous owner a fortune, ”Will you forgive me?” she asked with her most timid voice and held out the piece of jewellery.

Zayeh immediately broke into warm laughter and embraced her blonde accomplice, ”Of course I forgive you,” she smiled. ”I was acting like a jealous harpy, but that was because I love you so much, you blithering, big-uddered bitch. Will you forgive me?”

”I forgive you,” Lira laughed, ”And I love you more than all the dwarf cocks in the world,” she added, then forcefully embraced her lover and pressed her cum-smeared body against her. Zayeh shrieked and reeled in Lira's arms, ”Stop it,” she giggled, ”Let's get you into a bath first!”