Frey holds out for the gold.

(This thread is modified from a thread written by watermage)

Frantically you pleasure Frey, driving the fingers of one hand into her while licking her clit with the other. Desperation overcomes your inexperience as you hear Lace give a louder moan. You focus on Frey's responses, tonguing her with as much passion as you've ever given a man. You find the process is surprisingly erotic, the heat building in your core and the moisture you feel on your thigh proof that this is turning you on more than you would have thought. Finally Frey begins to convulse in climax. Her juices gush around your lips, and she throws her legs in the air, almost sending the pair of you toppling over onto the floor.

For a moment, you feel utter relief, combined with an element of satisfaction at the success of your strategy. But your feelings turn to horror as you see that Alrechi is already tying his breeches. You want to yell in protest, to accuse him of bribing the girl. But you know from the way Alrechi's horny friends are cheering their leader's success that your pleas will fall on deaf ears. And the glow in the blonde's cheeks and the way she's panting make it hard to believe he didn't win fair and square. Leather gives you a slightly apologetic shrug of her shoulders as you rise and look sharply into her eyes.

As the cheers die down Alrechi, who's grinning widely, speaks. "There are some obligations to discharge." He steps up to the table where Leather slumps on her back, her mock armor bunched round her waist, concealing nothing. "I promised the last slut to come a purse of gold, and my esteemed panel of judges should be rewarded for their close observation of the trial." He upends the purse in his hand, letting the tide of gold coins pour across Frey's breasts to the laughter of the crowd. One man, his cock already out and rock hard from watching the display, pushes another aside for the chance to lift up her legs and thrust into her.

"And it seems a shame to just leave the gangbang to her," Alrechi continues moving back to Lace, "since as I can attest, this one's cunt is FAR too fine to go to waste! So I'll pay for you all to fuck her as well!" There's another round of cheering as Alrechi tosses a slightly smaller purse to the Lace. She is obviously still caught in the afterglow, barely catches it, and gives a startled shriek as two men lift her up, one thrusting into her and the other mauling her breasts.

You watch the scene, stunned and blushing, until you feel Alrechi slide his arm around your waist and pulls you up against him. His cock is already hard again, and presses against your ass through your clothing. "And then there's the matter of your debt," he whispers in your ear. "You should be grateful. Many of the women in this city would love to have a patron to protect them from the soldiers." He reasons calmly before ending with a stark threat. "And remember, if you try to cheat me then those same soldiers will be having their fun with you."

As he speaks, his hand rubs across the fabric covering your breast, and you're ashamed to feel your nipples hardening against the fabric. "Now, what should I do with you?" His attention is wholly on you now and you feel yourself respond to his raw animal magnetism, "I could take my prize right here, but thanks to that delightful whore my desire for a quick fuck is temporarily sated, and it seems a shame not to do something more interesting." The combination of the warmth of his breath in your ear and the hands on your tits is undeniable. "I could have you strip for me and my men, or have you lay down beside your fellow sluts for those eager fellows." You moaned in protest - just because you were melting in Alrechi's embrace didn't mean you wanted to be shared like that. "Or I could take you upstairs and explore the options offered by this tavern and the contents of my travel bag..."