No thanks

“No thanks.” Alea said with a wave of her hands. She couldn’t contemptuously flick her dick at them like Yadra, but she tried to mimic the action.

“Aww, don’t be like that.” The guardsfuta said. “I know you’re a mystic artist hoping to get lucky and get accepted to the Throbbing Immortal Fist sect. Hate to break it to you, but there are hundreds of hopeful young futas like you from more impressive backgrounds. You’ll be lucky to be a cocksleeve by the time the month is through.”

“I said no thanks.” Alea insisted, cocking back a fist in the same gesture she used to unleash fireballs. The guard understood the gesture and backed off.

“Fine. Eighty silver.” The guard demanded angrily.

“What? You said fifty before!” Jenna complained.

“You must have misheard. The fee is eighty silver.” The guard said with an expression of contempt on her face.

Jenna reluctantly handed over the silver. The guard roughly face fucked bitch 1 and bitch 2 before throwing back a single silver as payment. The whole time she eyed Alea with greedy eyes.

Alea got a bad feeling from her. She’d need to do her best to steer clear of the city guard in the future.

Soon the crew was passing through the city gates. Alea made the mistake of sitting too close to the edge of the carriage at first.

“Hey! What’s that by your feet!?” A townsfuta shouted at her. Alea looked down at her toes in response.

The moment she bent over, the townsfuta gave her a rough slap on the ass.

“Ha! Never gets old.” the futa whistled away.

Alea glared at Yadra. “So that’s where you learned that trick from!”

Yadra shrugged. “This way to the marketplace! We’ve got to get these two bitches sold and get some silver in our pockets after spending so much to get in here.”

“And I need to sell these furs. We can do both at the same time. It will be easier to travel with a purse full of silver than a wagon full of goods.” Jenna added.

“And we could see about getting a cultivation vessel’s tattoo for me.” Thali said. “That will allow me to help you collect Resolve.”

Alea nodded along. “Fine. It can come out of my cut.”

Yadra snorted. “Your cut? You got her, the healer. She may have already been broken in but as naturally submissive as she seems to be she probably would have fetched the highest price. Even more so if she's any good as an apothecary.”

“I’ll cover it.” Jenna volunteered. “These furs should sell for a couple gold. I should have plenty of pocket change.”

The market place was lined with stalls and vendors of all sorts. This was much as Alea expected. There were food stands, weapon stands, and clothing stalls. What she hadn’t expected were the wide variety of sex related objects on display.

Leashes and collars abounded. Bunny ears and cat ears were on one shelf, while animal butt-plugs weren’t far away. Right next to strength potions were potions for heightened sensitivity and increased libido.

As they ventured deeper, there were even betas on display. Some cheaper brothels were openly soliciting sex with fully nude betas in highly provocative positions.

Alea glanced at one beta who was on the ground kneeling. A tall alpha with a sword was just behind her, taking money from a line of townsfolk.

The kneeling beta had a line of tally marks across her cheek. It soon became apparent what the marks represented when a new alpha grabbed the kneeling beta's leash and began to face fuck her before cumming down her throat.

It seemed like you didn’t even need a brothel to sell sex in Hardrock. You could just sell a beta’s body on the streets for coin.

“We could do that to these two bitches too.” Yadra commented. “Maybe we’ll do that with Thali if we run out of money, but usually it’s less hassle to just sell a beta at the **** markets for cash.”

Thali heard the remark and snuggled up closer to Alea, eyes wide.

“We won’t be hurting for a long while if you can sell those two bandits.” Alea replied as she wrapped a hand around Thali.

The group arrived at the flesh markets and several vendors tried to solicit the group to buy both slaves. Yadra didn’t like their prices though and waved them off. She intended to cut out the middleman and sell the slaves herself at market. She tied them off to a stake and started hollering at the top of her lungs.

“Two former bandits here! 250 and 220 silver! First come, first serve!” Yadra shouted.

A couple of heads turned her way, but it was mostly the **** traders glaring at her for selling cheap.

“This could take a while. Why don’t you head over to the brothels? Every young futa should check out the brothels. Leave Thali here, I’ll watch her.” Jenna suggested.