The Innkeeper's understanding of your offer

"Ah, ahhh, yess." my body shudders again at the pleasure. My hips move on their own, matching the movements of the inn owner. I stopped caring about the grease that was now smeared over my body and just enjoyed having my pussy stirred and my breasts groped.

"Ah, yes almost." I moan and I feel that I'm very close to climaxing. But at this moment, the fingers leave my pussy, leaving the achingly empty. The man's hand was still holding my breast but stopped groping it.

"Why? Please, continue." I moan.

"Moment," Cuthbert says and starts doing something behind me. I try to try to turn, but his holding me firmly. After a moment he puts a parchment on the table.

"Sign it." He says.

"What's this and how am I to sign it with bound hands?" I ask almost sarcastically. I was about to climax and he want's me to do paperwork?

"It's a **** contract." I suddenly feel like falling, all annoyance momentarily was gone. "As for signing it - you just need to apply some of your blood to it and read the sentence I, being sound of mind and body - and the rest that I wrote there. The parchment's magic will confirm the state of your body - if you are not under mind control magic and don't have ****, the magic will validate the document."

My lip quivers and body shakes lightly, as my mind tries to adjust to the situation.

"Haven't you said that you wanted to pay with your body?"

"I-I meant, by having sex."

"First, I was the only one giving you a pleasure - you haven't done a thing" Cuthbert snorted. Before I have a chance to offer to rectify that, he continues. "Second, you are not enough good laid to pay five silvers for you. If I wanted to get laid, I would sleep with my wife or get myself a prostitute - it would be far cheaper. So I will be selling you on the **** market - that should cover the damages and bring me some profit."

I can feel something pushing against my back. It takes me a moment to realize that it's his dick. A real merchant he is, he groped a naked woman and had no reaction, but only speaking of money get's him a hard-on.

"Then why do you need me to sign anything?" I ask as I move my hands trying to free myself. I stop with a hiss when he squeezed my breast.

"Because a legal - or certified slaves are worth far more than illegal ones. Then there is the fact that owning an illegal **** can bring a trouble for the **** owner. By declaring yourself a ****, you automatically become a legal ****."

"Then," I can't help but smirk a little as I turn my head to look at him. "Why would I make your life easier?"

But to my suprise he isn't bothered at all by my declaration.

"The reason for you to sign the parchment is this."

"Ah!" I scream surprised and reflexively arch my body when I feel something big invading my pussy. My entire body is shaking. After a moment I manage to look down to find his dick stuck into my snatch. I bit my teeth at the way of his tool grinding my inner flesh.

"Ygh" I groan at the sensation of having my tit squeezed painfully. Yet my inner flesh walls happily responded at the stimulation, trying to squeeze the dick even more. I turn my head and glare at Cuthbert.

"If you don't sign it, I will just leave you horny like that and take you to the trader and sell you. Slavers usually take their time breaking fresh slaves, for example, they can deny them an orgasm for days."

"Uh!" I looked up as my body jolted in a response to something brushing against my clit.

"Willing slaves, on the other hand, are treated much gently. If you sign this, I will quench your desire right now..."