Yira passes Zalah's little test

‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ said Zalah, turning around and addressing the audience. ‘Please allow for an intermission of about an hour before the next stage of this evening’s entertainment. We look forward to joining you in the courtyard, fully refreshed for another in depth look at the reproductive system of half-breed minotaurs. There will most certainly be thrills. There will most certainly be spills. And be warned – you may get wet!’

At this, Zalah bowed low to the crowd, who applauded rampantly for the display they had seem this far. The room was, by now, so cum-strewn as to have been redecorated. Cum dripped down the walls and pooled in slick oily puddles on the floor, not to mention from the more-than-liberal splatterings that the whores had accumulated.

‘There,’ said Zalah to Yira, Viveka, Maxime and Odila, ‘that wasn’t so bad, was it?’

‘You were right,’ said Viveka, looking down at the criss-cross of chains that clung onto her body, most of the links now spangled with pearly dewdrops of cum. ‘I’ve never been as messed up like that before.’

‘Same here,’ agreed Maxime.

‘I’m just looking forward to the next round,’ enthused Yira. I’m going to take that dick in my ass.’

Noticing that the four whores were standing in a line about five feet from her position at the front of the stage, Zalah suddenly had an idea. Summoning the copious reserves of the last batch of Galashiel’s cum she had retrieved from her pussy, Zalah rolled it around in her mouth, and compressed it with the use of her cheeks and tongue into a slick, gelatinous mass. Then, without warning, she tilted her head up in the direction of the whores and spat the gooey missile as high into the air as it would go.

Instinctually, Yira reacted first out of all the prostitutes and moved to intercept the cum-comet, lips lurching open wide and tongue sticking out, fully extended, to catch the bolt of saliva and jizz. As it happened, Yira managed to catch the tail end of the sticky pellet with the very end of her nimble pink tongue, slingshotting the slimy residue so that it clung from the tip of her chin.

‘I think I’ve found me apprentice,’ Zalah said to Zenobia.

‘Very well,’ said Zenobia. ‘Yira, do you agree to this? Zalah seems to think you have great potential and would like very much the opportunity to take you on as an apprentice.’

‘Anything I can learn from her would, I’m sure, give me immense pleasure,’ said Yira, looking at Zalah as she finally caught hold of the cum with her finger and gulped it down.

‘Very well then,’ said Zenobia. ‘All my girls are to go, get cleaned up and changed and report back here in one hour. And do make your outfits exciting, we’re going set to draw quite a crowd.’

Then, Zenobia set about rousing the remaining bouncers to heave Galashiels’ immense, recumbent body into the courtyard at the back, where they seated his limp form and shackled his hands to two drainpipes so his movement was restricted.

Upstairs, Zalah dropped her kit and equipment and set about, like the other whores, cleaning and preparing themselves for the evening’s entertainment.