The bikini

You start the day by cleaning yourself and you are finishing oiling yourself when Hazngar opens the door. You are surprise to see him comes back so early, it is still early in the morning. He carries a big bag that he puts on the table “For you” he says. Behind him, comes a young woman few years older than you in a blue dress with a white collar “Hello, I’m Kate, you are {if Day = 3}the famous {endif}Elisabeth if I’m not wrong.”

“{if Day = 3}Famous ? {endif}And who are you exactly?”

“{if Day = 3}Well Hazngar is proud of his beautiful lover and {endif}I’m the responsible of the shop adjacent to your room, but on the morning I have some time to spend, like preparing you this morning.”

“Prepare me for what?”

“To be the most stunning gem of this island, and for that you need something to cover yourself. But first, sit down on the stool and stay still.”

She takes makeup in the bag and sits on your knees to apply it on your face. There is no mirror in the room so you can only see that she uses white and blue pigments. When she is done with your face, she produces a ribbon and blinds you to keep the surprise till she has finished.

You feel that she is applying makeup on your shoulders and on your neck too. Hazngar says nothing all this time, but you hear him walks around you and makes some approval grunts. Then Kate request you to stretch your arms in front of you and you feel that she suit you up with a metallic bra. Next, she puts tight bracelets around your arms and wrists, rings on your fingers, shoes on your feet before making you stand up to close a split skirt around your waist.

“I think it is finish” she says.

“Wait, don’t you forget the panties?”

“No need for it” Hazngar answers, “It’s too boring to remove and you are perfect like it. Thanks’ you Kate, you can remove her blindfold and leave us now”.

She removes it slowly whispering in your ear to come in her shop tomorrow morning. You open your eyes and see yourself in a mirror held by Hazngar in front of you. Your face figures a blue and white butterfly and you have petals of matching colour on your shoulders. Your bra is a swan of polish brass which head and neck are between your breasts and his deployed wings held them firmly before closing behind your shoulders. Your bracelets and rings are of the same polish brass with white pearls and your skirt is in fact a brass belt with 2 pieces of thin pieces of leather on a colour close to the belt in front of you and in your back.

This outfit makes you stunning; no men can cross you without turning its eyes toward you. And orcs too it seems. Hazngar puts the mirror on the table, pass behind you, grabs your hips and kiss your neck before pushing you to the door to show you your news liberties.

You pass throw a long tunnel to arrive in the store of a shop and throw another door the shop itself. When you pass the door, every client turns toward you and you feel a bit ill at ease until you see Kate behind the counter waving his hand at you. Hazngar takes your and leads you to the windows. Outside you see a training yard were peoples of different races are training to fight. The orc explains to you that it’s where he passes his days to train those lads and that you can go there if you want but your collar will prevent you to go further. Some boys on the field have stopped training and one of them point to you. Hazngar open the door and order them to resume training or he’ll cut them in tow; or worse he’ll unleash you on them. Some laugh and they resume the training whereas you come back to your room with Hazngar.

“They laugh, but I’m sure that you can defeat any of them”, he adds on the way “There are other ways that the sword to make someone ask for mercy, do you think you can defeat me before midday?” he asks to you with a great smile.

You look at him, he’s a mountain of muscles, but you can see on the front of his pants that you have one step ahead. “I accept the challenge.” You answer and kiss him deeply in the middle of the shop.

“Pass behind the counter”, says Kate, “you are blocking the way in”

You comply with the order and put yourself in a 69 position with Hazngar. The customers of the day are surprised to hear moans behind the counter but Kate explains that it is a duel between a fearsome orc and a **** young girl and soon begins to hake the baits on the winner. Your rating starts very low but as time pass your cries were still as vivid when Hazngar seems to be more silent, so your ratting increase. When the orc finally admits his defeat, you jump to your feet with a “I win!!!” cry, one fist high on the air to discovers that at least thirty peoples where looking at you. You stay petrified. You know that you weren’t really stealth but Kate comments seems distant and you took them as jokes to you and Hazngar. You get out of your mind when the crowd cheers for you and quickly plunge shyly behind the counter.

“Why are you hiding?” asks Hazngar, “you win, it’s your glory time.”

{if Day = 3}”Ok, but first, my defeated orc, you will explain to me what are the others effect of this magic collar.”

“Well, I don’t know everything, but I know he ensure you an orgasm every time your partner comes and boost your stamina if you want to continue.”

You are thinking to the meaning of this victory when {else}So, {endif}you stand again under the cheers and collect your due on the baits.

When the crowd has dispersed and Hazngar went to the daily training lesson with the little strength he has left Kate closes the shop for midday and takes you aside.

“CongratulationsElisabeth, it was very impressive, but you may encounter some peoples who may be stronger than you or who may use brute **** to enslave you in the best case.”

“Maybe that, if I can please them enough, they’ll reward me by letting free, if not I won’t give them pleasure latter.”

“It will work with peoples like Hazngar and the majority of the sane peoples, but some would try to break your will or even kill you if they can’t. I can teach you some way to avoid it, subtle or more definitive as you wish.”