The tavern

Once you and Bianca get in the tavern, you notice how the volume of the instruments and the voices suddenly go down. Everyone is looking at you both from head to toes.

Their gazes are getting really fixated towards Bianca, particularly. You can hear how they whisper and comment on her body, while giving her big tits and ass a good look. It's like the customers don't even care about how obvious they're being. They give a shit about your presence.

Bianca knew you for a lifetime, and she immediately noticed how anxious you became.

Bianca: It's fine, Eric. Don't let those drunks intimidate you. Let's just get those drinks quickly and get away from this hole.

Eric: ...

As you walk closer to the bar, you wonder why there are so many royal guards in the tavern. You guess they must have finished some battle recently. Their war adrenaline and lust are clear as they watch Bianca's perfect tanned butt bounce with each step.

Innkeeper: How may I serve you, young ones.

Bianca: Oh Robert, stop messing with us. We're here for some bottles of mead for Eric's dad.

Robert, the innkeeper, is an old acquaintance of your family and Bianca's. Somehow, that didn't stop him from ogling Bianca's cleavage.

Innkeeper: Is that so? Well, young Eric, when you take the bottles to your dad, tell him he's not getting any more **** until he pays his debt.

Eric: He's not my... forget it. Sure, Robert, I'll let him know about it...

Innkeeper: Now, about the mead. I'm out of bottles here at the bar, so why don't you lend old Rob a hand and go get some at the warehouse. You already know the building, it's not that far.

Eric: What? We're running out of time here, you--

Bianca interrupts you.

Bianca: Let's just go, Eric. You're just making us lose even more time.

Nothing can be more embarrassing than being scolded by the girl you like. Trying to hide your blushing face, you look away and nod at Bianca's command. She just stares at you with a smile, proud of having such an obedient friend. Sometimes, it felt like if you were that cute little puppy that her parents never got her.

Innkeeper: About you, young lady...

He said, licking his own old lips.

Innkeeper: There are some things I want to discuss with you. Let good Eric take care of that mead while you spend some quality time with old Rob.

Eric: No way I'm--

Bianca: Just go already.

You don't need to hear anything else. A moment after, and after saying goodbye to your childhood friend, you find yourself out of the tavern, on your way to the warehouse.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

[ Bianca's POV ]

Bianca: Alright, old man, Eric already left. I know what this is about. Eric parents aren't the only ones who own "old Rob" some cash.

Innkeeper: Wow! You're very quick, my child. But I may ask, if you're so aware of your parent's debt situation, why don't you bring their sorry asses here so they pay old Rob?

Bianca: They will come... They will come and pay you as soon as I start working for the Guild. We'll get the money, just give us a couple more days.

Innkeeper: Business are complex, little Bianca. I'm only giving your family this much time because I know them since before you were born. I watched you grow since you were a little baby. And look in what a beautiful, healthy girl you developed...

When Bianca sees the old man drooling over himself while talking about her childhood, and at the same time looking at her breasts with the desire of a predator, she realizes she shouldn't be here.

She looks at her back for the first time since the conversation began, and realizes half the tavern is looking at her ass. Some of them are massaging their bulges while the show lasts. What's even worse, somehow they all seem to be a lot closer to the bar.

Bianca: The fuck... Old man, are you seeing this? This is your tavern, tell them to get away.

Innkeeper: Oh? I don't see anything wrong with their behavior, my customers are just relaxing for a bit after a long and hard combat. These guys are royal guards, you know? I'd be more careful when talking about them.

Bianca: Did you go insane? You know my family, Rob, if this is a damn joke it's not funny at all!

Innkeeper: Don't get so serious, little girl. I think a show is the least you could give this tavern after all that old Rob has done for your parents.

Bianca: ... You'll pay for this, you old--!!

Bianca feels the rough texture of old cloth on her butt. A strong, manly hand was squeezing her fat delicious ass in front of everyone.

Bianca feels the adrenaline going up. She's surrounded. Her own acquaintance has betrayed her trust, and on top of it all, she can't think about anything with that rude hand sexually assaulting her butt.

It is one of the royal guards. If she uses the ****, they will condemn her for sure. What's worse, they'll burn her house and have her family hanged.

The drunken guard doesn't even think about this. He's just feeling nice on his lusty sweaty dick while burying his fingers deep in Bianca's butt cheek.

The guard's partners encourage him, some of them with their hands inside their pants, rubbing their cocks.

[ Bianca corruption went up by 2 ]

[ Bianca corruption is 2 ]