Dim, fat Obbo

You reach an arm out and slide it around Obbo's back.

"Please, Obbo, please, I want to be with you," you say to the fat man, rubbing your body against his side.

One look into his big blue eyes and you know he's hooked. He smiles and turns on the other two, demanding to keep you for himself. Tybard shrugs and insists on a ridiculous sum of coins and Kint demands Obbo's magic ring. Obbo objects, but you keep your shapely body pressed against him. With a sigh he gives over all of his coins to Tybard. The bearded brigand seems displeased with the purse's lightness, but he accepts payment. Kint gladly takes Obbo's ring and immediately disappears into the market.

Tybard gives you a last slap on your shapely ass and departs with the warning that if he finds you and Obbo out wandering he might just take you back. Obbo dares him to try. Tybard laughs and departs, obviously headed for the brothels.

Obbo embraces you, smothering your mouth with his thick, wet lips. His kiss tastes of spiced sausage, but you do not care, so overwhelmed by the potions and creams. You press your hard nipples against his chest and reach down to his large belly. Your fingers slide lower, beneath his gut to his trousers. He laughs and pulls your hands away.

"Not now, luv," he says. "In a bit. First we need some coin."

The Maiden's Thigh is a lower end brothel in Elohin's pleasure district. The interior is done in a cheap approximation of sultani style using tan plaster and crudely painted tiles. The walls are covered in very explicit erotic paintings broken up by arched windows filled with red-stained glass.

The brothel is dimly lit, as much to hide the flaws of the whores as provide privacy for the cheap customers that must use the scarf-hung common area. The madam is a thin woman named Korril. She is half-elf and she has a wicked knife scar below her right eye.

"Want to put muh girl to work," Obbo says. "Rest of the day, maybe more if pays good."

Korril looks you over.

"She's a bit thin," Korril says.

Obbo begins to lead you away, but Korril intervenes.

"I know she's a prize, don't take her. I'll pay you well for her service."

Within the hour your legs are up in the air and a swarthy merchant's guard has his curved prick sheathed in your snatch. His oiled moustache leaves its mark on your lip and his kiss tastes of exotic spices. His cock seems to find all the right spots and his touch is like fire. He tugs on your nipples, kisses down the valley of your cleavage, tastes your wetness. You suck him, stroke him, and slide him between your tits until he groans, crushes them tight around his cock, and decorates your neck with his white cum.

You are cleaned by the ugly whores and made ready for your next customer, an elder merchant. He is unashamed of his saggy, warty, and very pale flesh. You bathe him and massage his frame with oils, then dance for him. With the help of a magic ring his cock springs to attention as you snuggle your ass against it. Fully engorged, the wizard's prick is huge enough to feel as if he is splitting you in half as you sit on his lap.

You bounce up and down, the old man's fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass. He pushes you down onto your hands and knees. You moan as he slathers your crack with scented oil. Then he slams his magically enhanced prick into your pink asshole.

You cry out with surprise, but you're still intoxicated and feel nothing but pleasure as the old man plows your tight ass. You thrust back against him, your cheeks slapping loudly against his legs. He takes hold of your hips and growls as he spunks up your butthole, painting your bowels with his hot goo. When he pulls out the cream oozes out and over your puffy pussy lips.

There is never a shortage of work for you. Between customers you are cleaned and massaged like a prize riding horse. In the evening you attend to an elven wizard who levitates you both in the air and wraps his thighs around your head as you suck him to completion.

A busty girl with fat hips and a soft ass hires you out to pleasure her in front of her husband. You lick her sweet cunt and tongue her rosebud, your face against her warm cheeks as you lick out her crack. She sits atop your face and rides your tongue to an orgasm, then returns the favor while you are bent over sucking her husband's cock. She becomes angry when he cums in your mouth and you swallow, but thick-necked guards quickly escort them out.

You bed a dozen men and several women throughout the night. When Obbo finds you he seems pleased as well. He has bought you a magical **** collar that makes you even more subservient and he takes you to a branding salon. The **** markets do a big business and there are many branding salons to choose from. You scream in pain at the searing touch of the brand that marks you as Obbo's property.

Obbo consoles you with a tongue kiss and leads you to the rows of stack houses. He has rented out quite a nice apartment with your earnings and bought you exotic clothing to help you sell yourself.

At Obbo's order you draw a warm bath in the iron tub and bathe him, lifting and scrubbing every fold of fat. He spreads his meaty thighs and you soap up his cock, stroking it to full hardness. He urges you to continue and he watches your tits hanging over the side of the tub, jiggling as you stroke him up and down.

With a whimper he cums, his white spunk firing in a long rope straight up and landing warmly over your fingers and on his flabby gut. You stroke him steadily as he spurts out his seed all over his cock, your hand, and into the bathwater.

You take your turn in the tub, and although Obbo does a poor job of washing you it does not matter as you were thoroughly bathed before you left the brothel. At his insistence you drape yourself face-down over the down mattress. Obbo spreads your ass and admires your bare pussy and tight, pink hole. He falls to his knees behind you and buries his fat face in your ass. His tongue circles your clenched hole, slowly relaxing it with insistent pressure and then exploring inside. After several minute he pulls his tongue back and presses a smile bead or something

similar into your ass.

Within seconds you feel a warmth spread out and then you feel a near-frenzy of sexual pleasure. He has **** you with a pleasure pill. You fall upon him, sucking fat Obbo's cock almost madly, your head bobbing up and down quickly and your tongue lashing him. His prick erupts and you gulp down his load without pausing. You suck him straight back to hardness, push him back, and straddle him.

Your kiss finds him as you ride him, cumming around his cock once, twice, and the third time cumming as he begins to spew his spunk up into your cunt. You cry out with pleasure and squeeze him with your inner muscles. It takes some more sucking, but you manage to get him hard again. He's plainly exhausted so you wrap your tits around his cock as you kneel between his legs and wank his raw, red dick until a trickle of his cum gasps out into your soft cleavage.

Finally he can stand no more and collapses in the bed. In his sleep you suck at his cock and finger yourself to one orgasm after another until you drift of to sleep. As you sink into an orgasmic haze you ponder that life with Obbo may not be so bad.