You are shown off to the village

You are walked across town by your leash as Dereek proudly displays you. As humiliating as it is, you keep your head down and don’t struggle. The lizardwoman was right. This is your punishment for attacking someone you knew you could not best.

Eventually, you feel Dereek stop. You look up, seeing your master stare at another lizardman who’s broader in shoulder and taller in height. The bulky lizard holds in his hands several leashes, all tied to the necks of three nude women and two nude men. All but one of the lizard’s captives are human, with one of the women being a half-orc. All five of them have toned, athletic bodies, clearly being actual warriors unlike you.

The bulky lizard speaks to Dereek with hisses, giving off an occasional chuckle. You see Dereek glare back at the other lizard and adding a few of his own squawks. You don’t understand the conversation, but you recognize that the other lizardman is mocking your master. As the two quarrel with words, you glance at one of the women, seeing her belly round with a child.

You feel yourself grow pale. The thought that Dereek could plant his seed in you never crossed your mind, but the realization made things all the more complicated. How could you hope to become anything if you’re **** to carry your master’s young?

Dereek tugs at your collar and pulls you away scornfully as he walks the other way. You notice your master now walking with frustrated steps, rather than the boastful stride he had before.

“What was that about?” you ask out of curiosity.

“That is Ulrr. He has since earned five Prizes, all strong men and women that he has broken and now uses for his pleasure. He said that it took me this long to earn a single Prize—and that my Prize is just some skinny, horny peasant girl that gave herself to me willing because she wanted some cock”

Your heart skips a beat at the unexpected dispraise.

“If you had not let my true prize escape, I may have earned some honor among my tribe,” he says with disdain.

You lower your head, feeling a slight shame. But rather than wallow in it, you speak up, “I will prove myself to be worthy. I will earn your respect.”

“A slut like you will never garner respect from anyone!”

“I will,” you say back determined.

Dereek simply glances over his shoulder at you in curiosity. “We’ll see, little one,” he says before resuming his rounds around the village.

The day passes as Dereek goes about his day, you closely in tow. Eventually, you return to Dereek’s hut.

“Perhaps you will show me that you’re not just a needy slut tonight,” Dereek says. He leads you inside his home, where you spot a familiar person stretched out on Dereek’s cot. It is the lizardwoman who bathed you earlier. She lays seductively across the bed, her garments stripped, her eyes lit up with a lascivious gaze.

“What is this?” you ask in confusion.

The lizardwoman speaks up. “Many are not impressed by Dereek for besting you, but after getting to know you two better, I found a new liking for the two of you. So much so that I’m willing to give Dereek the chance to mate with me tonight, given that you join as well.”

“Nareej is fertile with a clutch,” Dereek says. “She is honoring me with the chance to sire a brood in her. I want you to help me.”

“Help…?” you ask in confusion, your mind wandering to the handful of possibilities his words could mean.

Dereek leads you to the bed and pushes you on top of Nareej, her cold scales rubbing against your warm, oiled skin.

“Do not be shy, love,” the lizardwoman says. “Lizardfolk and mammals aren’t so different.” She takes you by the chin and gently guides you down to her nether region. You don’t struggle, remembering what this woman said earlier about garnering respect from Dereek. However, as you look to the pink flesh of Nareej’s womanhood tucked among a purse of green scales, your thoughts drift to the pregnant woman you saw outside. Will Dereek plan to breed you tonight as well? Or do these two need you to be some kind of incubator for their young when all is said and done?