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"Sure, princess." You try to give your most biting sarcastic sneer, but she either doesn't notice or doesn't care. She just snorts derisively. "Ha, as if I was giving you a choice. Come one." She tightens her girlish grip around your forearm and begins pulling. You go along, walking at a brisk pace. She drags you through a series of dingy streets and alleys. This isn't her first rodeo, as she doesn't even pause to make sure she's going the right way. You almost trip when she suddenly stops. You have stopped in front of a dirty inn, which is otherwise completely unexceptional and inconspicuous. She opens the door and pulls you inside.

The inn is dark, and smells of stale beer. There is nobody inside for the moment except a crooked old crone in the corner. A toothless grin lights up her face as she sees you guide. "Hello again little mishy!" the hag squawks. "Hello ugly!" she replies, "I'll take the usual room." The girl takes out a sack of gold and drops it in front of the old woman. You don't know how much they charge for a room here but you aren't so sheltered that you think it could cost anywhere near what she has just spent. You figure you know now why the hag likes her so much. Regardless, it's a good sign for your chances of winning this trial."Here'sh your key, my love" the crone says, grabbing a rusty key out off her belt. The noble girl snatches it out of her hand rudely and starts dragging you again. You go up the small flight of creaky wooden stairs with your client to the rooms. She opens the door at the end of the hall with the key, and you are surprised to see that it is actually rather clean, or at least looks to be in the candlelight. A decent-size bed sits against the wall, and the girl lays down on it, fully clothed. "Alright," she says huffily, "it's time to earn your pay. Come here and service me with you mouth, wretch."

"Don't you want to undress first?" you ask. "No!" she yells sharply, louder than is necessary. "I like wearing my pretty dress during. It feels, oh I don't know, naughtier." You shrug and start to peel off your rags. "Hey!" she yells again, "Did I tell you to do that. No? Then don't! You'll follow orders while you're with me! Now go under my dress and lick!" You sigh at the little martinet but get on the bed anyways, both of you in full clothing. You lift up the hem of her dress and see her lithe legs spread before you, little pink box nestled between them. It's warm under her dress, and her musk is strong. It is oddly pleasant, and your dick starts to harden in arousal. You place your hands on her legs, spreading her apart further and move your head in. Cautiously you stick out your tongue and stab into her. She actually tastes rather mild. This may not be so bad. You lick some more, and she moans in pleasure. "That's it little man-whore, don't stop!" You keep going, sweating from both the heat and your horniness. She groan and moans at various points. You speed up, making sure to hit her clitoris when suddenly she shifts slightly and you feel small hands on your head through the dress, pushing you into her muff. "That's it, don't stop!" The pussy in front of you is now grinding all over your face as she pushes you into her, and you struggle to keep up. You face is soaked from sweat and her juices as you desperately try to please the bratty little lolita. Your tip is on the line! You tighten your grip on her legs and get aggressive, holding her down as she bucks and squirms. "Oh yes, yes yes yes yes YES!" Suddenly she goes rigid, thighs trembling; you don't stop but rather go harder than ever before. The girl screams a high-pitched scream and you are shocked as a liquid squirts out of her pussy all over your face. Your worst fears vanish as a small taste shows this is just her normal juices, in a plentiful amount. Still, you have never heard of a woman who cums like a man before. You pull your messy head from her soiled skirt and see a dreamy-looking girl on the bed, whose smile turns mischievous at your reappearance. "Did I not tell you that I do that sometimes? Well I do. It means you did a good job." She sighs and falls back on the pillow. You are hard as steel after this little episode.