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Ibuki No Sakura and Nightmaregoddess

Nightmaregoddess

Super-Earth
Joined
Aug 16, 2010
Location
Iowa
"Do I...have to wear this?" Ly'zani asked with a grimace as she looked at herself in the mirror. She really needed this job, but the barmaid's uniform was so slutty that it made her feel dirty just wearing it. It consisted of a tight leather bustier that made her ample breasts look like melons, and a low cut pleated skirt. All were nearly the same aqua color as her short, bobbed hair, and black, which nicely accentuated her reddish violet skin. But still, the skirt was cut so low that her but-cleavage was visible, and it was hemmed so high that if she bent over she'd be flashing anyone looking that way. At least she was allowed to wear furry arm and leg warmers.

"Unfortunately yes. Don't worry hon. You'll get used to it." Her friend Cass, a human and the person who got her the job didn't seem to be bothered by it. Though she'd been doing it for months now. Still. It worried Ly'z, as Cass called her. She wasn't nearly as outgoing as Cass was, and she didn't have all the skills of her people to rely on. Being a Night Elf raised in a horde controlled city kind of limited her options. Pretty much barmaid, dancer, whore, or concubine. She had nothing against sex, it was fun and felt really good. But she didn't think she could do it for a career.

"If you say so..." She mumbled, straightening out what little of her outfit she could call a skirt. Cass stopped and kissed her on the cheek.

"I do say so. Now follow me around till you figure it out. Then talk to the boss and he'll work out your pay and such with you." Ly'z just nodded and followed Cass out into the veritable storm of testosterone and machismo that was her new place of work. As she followed Cass she found herself surrounded by grabby males of every color. Tauren, Trolls, Orcs, even Blood Elves, all enjoying coin they'd won in battle and the drink they could buy with it. It was overwhelming, and she had to use every ounce of her resolve to keep from kicking guys as they smacked her ass, pulled her onto their laps, and tried to feel her breasts.
 
The bar was a roared with the sounds of laughter, rage, lust, and drunken frenzy. The town hadn't always been controlled by the horde, but after recent ventures of the Cataclysm the entire town had been claimed by them. Originally a goblin run town, of the Bilgewater Cartel the town has always had many horde in it, and in much retrospect the horde pretty much owned the two, though the goblins ran it. Through out the day there were any number of fights that normally escalated into full scale bar brawls. More often then not they met with a few angry ogres and Hob Goblins. Most fights were fought over the Wenches of the bar. Each man grabbing for the closest female that they found attraction to. The bar was known for having any number of Alliance whores in store. Often they were bought or kidnapped from travel across the seas. It was a roar of laughter for miles around this place could be heard.

But in moments the entire place feel dead silent. A loud crash came as a door flew from it's henge. There stood a group of five men. The one in front a large Orcish warrior, his skin a rich brown, a Mag'har as it were. He stood larger and broader then the average orc. Behind him and slightly to his left was a Blood elf, who appearance was much darker then the average Elf. Something about him warded people not to approach carelessly. Over his left eye was a eye patch covering the missing eye. His long blonde hair fell to his waist, bangs slightly falling around his face. A gun hoisted on his back, and a raptor to his side.

To the orcs right was a troll garbed in dark leather, and shifty eyes, examining each and every one, clearly contemplating how to kill each of them in the fastest method possible. Next to the Troll was a Feline, a cat as it were, licking it's lips with anticipation, it was clear that it was no normal animal. It was clearly a druid who simply remained in it's animalistic form. Behind them all stood towering above the others a Giant of a tauren. Almost too large to fit through the door. His eyes glowed with a unholy rage, as if death dripped from his eye sockets with every breath the giant too. The group strolled in as if they owned the place. The Bar remained silent for a good time, watching them carefully. All the Pardons, and workers knew this group well. They were known for being the rudest, and the most violent bunch, They had started so many fights here it wasn't funny, and won them.

The Five took there seats at a long bench near the corner so they could watch everyone. The orc smacked his fist against the table. "Wenches bring us drink and pleasurable company!" The orc Commanded as noise began to return to the Tavern. But eyes were always on them wary of what they might do.
 
"Oh shit. Get behind me!" Cass hissed and pulled Ly'zani to the side as the group of ruthless patrons entered. Cass recognized them quite well, and knew their reputation even better. That damned Blood Elf had her attention in particular, as on more than one occasion he had cornered her in the back room and proceeded to rape her. There was nothing she could do about it, the boss wouldn't put a stop to it since the group brought in so much coin. Nevertheless, it was infuriating, only more so because he made it good for her each time.

"What's going on?" Ly'z asked in a whisper. She didn't like the look of the large men who had just entered, but they only looked a little more scary than the rest of them.

"Just stay quiet!" They waited until things settled and the patrons began to get noisy again. She sighed in relief and turned back to Ly'z. "Sorry babe. But those are the nastiest customers we get here. I'm not kidding." She continued speaking as she brought Ly'z back into the boss's office. "Those guys are ruthless, and kill without thought. On top of that, they will rape you on the spot if they feel like it." She looked her friend in the eye to emphasize her point. "And they always feel like it..."

"CASS!" Cass jumped when the Boss came from nowhere, shouting her name. "What the hell are you doing?! Mag'har is here and you are training the new girl? GET OUT THERE!" Cass weathered the shouting well enough. She was well used to it by now.

"Boss. I can't just let her on her own! She has only been here ten minutes! She'd be eaten alive!" Cass really didn't want to leave Ly'z alone. The patrons would have her out of her skirt and on the tables in minutes.

"Look at my face. This is the face of a businessman. AND YOU TRAINING HER WHILE OUR BEST CUSTOMERS ARE HERE IS BAD BUSINESS! GO!" The portly dwarf looked at Ly'z, giving her a once over and smiled. "And take her with you! GO!" He was gone before Cass could protest. This was bad, she couldn't do this to Ly'z. But she didn't have a choice.

"You...heard him Ly'z. Just stay behind me and hope they don't take notice." Ly'z was wide eyed. After that warning speech from her friend, she had to serve those men! And there was nothing her friend could do about it.

"Alright..." She spoke in barely a whisper, wringing her hands as she followed Cass to the table in question. The men looked bigger and meaner the closer she got to them.
 
The Blood elf had indeed done that to her, and she was not the first he had done it to. Every waitress here had, at least one experience with the. Even the female clients of the Tavern had some experience with them, weather a fight, or them being out right raped. The group seemed to be becoming more agitated as each moment passed. It seemed more and more likely that they would begin to riot, which meant a lot of cleaning up. Though they normally paid it all back and more in drink and 'tips.' When they had grown fed up with waiting, despite it being only a short time. The Mag'har gripped his axe and readied to let lose. He and the rest had grown used to people jumping to attend them when ever they entered a place. Doing all they could to keep them happy and not wreck the place.

As he was about to stand the large Tauren placed his large hand on his shoulder and motioned the woman coming at them. The Blood elf gave a slight grin for a moment seeing the woman, he remembered her, a fun time. As the woman reached her, he noticed easily that someone hid behind her. The difference in skin color made her stick out like a sore thumb. The Mag'har grinned to himself, "You have such poor service's, I must ask for 'reimbursement' for our poorly spent time waiting. Say Elian, hasn't your raptor been a little 'pent up' Lately? What do you say? I believe because of her late arrival she has opted to help with this problem what do you say?" The large mag'har asked his good friend the Blood elf. The raptor seemed to spring to life when it heard this.
 
"I am sorry. Business is up today and...oh shit..." Cass couldn't even finish trying to divert their attention before the Raptor began to move. She couldn't believe that this was happening, today of all days. This couldn't be a more horrible way to start her friend at work. But it was going to happen. Nothing she could do about it now but pass on what little advice she could.

"Ly'z...just don't fight...enjoy what you can..." She hated that that was the best she could do for Ly'z. But in a second the Raptor barreled her over and pinned her to the ground, tearing away at her clothing like a hungry animal. But she knew from experience it wasn't hungry for food. More than one barmaid had been assaulted by the lizard. She laid still on her stomach, not fighting as it stripped away most of her skirt, leaving her clothes on, but in tatters. Then she gritted her teeth as it's scaly belly pressed against her back, and she could feel it prodding her crotch, looking for entrance.

"..Cass!" Ly'z wanted so badly to help her friend, she just stood there wide eyed in fear as the animal assaulted her, stripping her down right there on the ale soaked floor. Ly'z then turned to the table of large mercenaries that had sicked the Raptor on Cass. Knowing full well that she was next.
 
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