Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

The Barbarians Harem --Futafanatic and I--

TheladyRosen

TheladyRosen

Super-Earth
Joined
May 25, 2012
It was a rainy, gritty afternoon in the small village of Haggisbeak. A village right in the middle of the Everlight jungle, a haven for criminals, mercenaries, and vagabonds. Hardly anyone ever came through Haggisbeak that wasn't a lowlife or adventurer of some kind, which was why the only real income that the village had was from its taverns and whorehouses. One particularly sleazy tavern was the Drunken Wench, known primarily for the incredibly showing outfits the maids had to wear, and the strong northern ale it sold.

Maggie loved those outfits. They were absolutely irresistable. The ruffled skirt didn't even come past the asscheeks, and the super-tight bodice barely covered the nipples while squeezing the breasts together to make the cleavage really *pop*. Add on some thigh highs, arm length gloves, and an open back, and she couldn't look at the maids without getting hard. Which was a problem since her eighteen inch long cock needed little effort to escape the confines of her loincloth. She was a massive woman, one of the tribal southlanders. Standing almost seven feet tall and very well muscled, however she had nice big breasts that would be double D's on a normal woman. Her body was remarkably well curved as well, retaining a dangerous sensuality regardless of her muscles. She wore only a fur loincloth, fur thigh-boots, and a fur chest band. But tonight she was celebrating the start of her master plan. And her vibrant orange eyes were well-glazed from all the ale she'd been drinking.

"WAITRESS! ANOTHER ROUND!" She called out, inspiring several tables to do the same. Her last raid had gained her a small fortune, which she'd spent to buy herself a mansion in the village. Her dream was to fill that mansion with a harem of gorgeous beauties from all over the land. Then let them service her every whim night after night until she couldn't even stand the thought of sex anymore. She had the mansion, now she just needed the beauties. Speaking of which, her eyes were drawn by one of the waitresses, a sexy Dragon-woman who'd always resisted her charms. She wondered how the waitress would react if she knew that the Barbarian was now wealthy?

"Oi! Rika! Ale! And bring a smile! Maggie has a surprise for you!" After she shouted she reached down and adjusted herself, as her cock was bumping the underside of the table. After shifting her grapefruit sized balls and getting more comfortable, she leaned back and waited for what she hoped was the first addition to her harem to come over.
 
It was routine as usual in the dead of night here at the Drunken Wench, Arrive early to stock the shelves and clean up anything that wasn't done the night before and make sure all the Barrels of drinks were stocked. but what was most important was to dress in the embarrassing but enticing maid outfit provided by the owner for each waitress and female bartender. The fact that these outfits alone were barely appropriate as normal wear for most places outside the bar. But because the owner was a perverted man who enjoy to sight of girls in the uniform, it soon became a rule, a requirement.

Rika was one of the few who was unbothered by the get up, her own body with or without clothes catching the attention of any man. So this outfit did nothing more than give people more to look at. But with the size of her outfit, it pushed out her D cup breasts, allowing her well endowed cleavage to show. Her breasts bounced with each confident step she took. Sadly though the way her body was, she had to make changes to fit her figure, to count for the spikes and protrusions that spread around her body. Her routine was nothing different these days, work at a small shop out on the streets in the day, and work at the Drunken Wench by night, providing enough money to pay for her living.

Again she heard the calls of Maggie, trying to gain her attention, whether it was for a drink or to flirt into her pants, Which never worked. Rika knew her type, whether male or female. They always figured their charms would grant them any man or woman they wanted and no one could resist them. Rika was not one to let just anyone have her or even enjoy her flesh, not without proving they were well worth it. And until now Maggie had yet to do that, so as she called to the woman, Rika walked over with a jug of beer, pouring some of it into her glass."What is it this time Maggie?"She asked with a slight aggravated tone, annoyance apparent as well.
 
Maggie's eyes practically fucked Rika as she approached, peeling away the thin layers of her uniform and imagining the treasures beneath. The Dragoness always seemed perfectly comfortable in the uniform. Such confidence, or maybe it was lack of modesty, either way it was enticing. That red skin just screamed to be tasted, and the dangerous spikes that protruded from said skin added the exciting prospect of fucking her without getting impaled.

"Oh don't be like that Rika! I'm always such a good customer!" Maggie reached out and grabbed Rika's hand, placing a gold Royal in her hand. Royals were worth a great deal, one being enough to buy a decent horse, a bed for a week, and maybe even a good whore all at once. She winked at the dragon lady, waiting for her response. "That's a tip for all the great service you've given me." Then as she leaned back she flicked another Royal onto the table in front of her. "And that one is yours if you'll sit down and have a *hic* drink with me." After all that ale and watching Rika she just couldn't get her cock to go down, so the tip was pressed firmly against the underside of the table.

"I'm a rich woman now babe. So why don't you tell your boss you're taking off, and relax while I pamper you a bit?" Maggie really didn't have much tact. She knew that Rika was fully aware of what she wanted. But really it didn't matter. She had the money, and she was very capable. So she didn't care for the seduction game when she could just take the direct route. Not even trying to be discreet she reached down and adjusted herself again, trying to find a more comfortable position. "What do you say Dragon-lady? I promise to be nice..." That last line she said with a devious smile.
 
Rika laughed a bit when Maggie praised herself with pride, the waitress unable to deny the fact that the barbarian always paid for her drinks and then some. But the fact of her constant flirty attitude brought out the worst in Rika. She was ready to slap the woman out of anger, only to pause in her stride when she held the royal in her hand. She froze, looking from it to Maggie, pondering on how she got money like this. While she despised Maggie, she knew the woman was no thief, she never steal a dime or valuable without good cause.

When a second one was placed in view, offered to her in exchange for a drink, Rika took a look around, seeing that the guests had been taken care of. So a little break off her feet wouldn't hurt, right? so with a smile Rika took a seat across from Maggie, taking the other coin quickly while fixing herself a drink. With life hard as it is, any money she could get would be taken and repaid accordingly so one drink in exchange was well enough for her. The dragoness knew all about Maggie's gift down below, considering it was hard not to since Maggie always came in with a raging hard on which outmatched any man in the place.

As she relaxed with a soft sigh, she paused her first sip when offered to take off and spend some time with Maggie."As much as I would love to hang out with you..I'm not really able to take the day off.. waitresses aren't allowed off early since we always have to close up and do all the cleaning after closing time." While she loved the money, her boss was an ass, always make her and her fellow workers do everything, leaving her no time for herself before having to get some sleep."Getting the money to keep up with things at home is hard enough when I don't have my boss cutting my pay.."
 
Maggie took a long draw from her drink while Rika sat down. The look on her face said she couldn't figure how Maggie had come by such coin, but she didn't mind. The waitress gave her more credit than most would. Maggie hated thieves in particular, unless they were the kind that robbed from bad guys. Well....not that Maggie was all that great herself, but she was no crook. She made a relatively honest living escorting people through dangerous areas, mercenary work, protection, and general dungeon trudging. Her last mission in particular had been her big score. She'd escorted a group of wisemen into a thousand year old temple full of traps and enchanted guardians. At the end had been a treasure vault holding a gate to a higher plane, and a thigh-moistening amount of treasure. To her surprise the wisemen didn't look twice at the treasure, immediately heading for the gate with cries of joy before being vaporized by a defense mechanism. The gate disappeared afterward and she was left with all the loot to herself.

"Hmmm..." Maggie hummed as Rika explained why she couldn't spend some time with the Barbarian. "...why not just quit?" Maggie wasn't a brainy type, but she knew loot. A handful of the relics among the loot were each worth more than all the gold she'd hauled. And seeing as the gold was enough to live comfortably for several decades, the way she figured it, she could go on her quest, do odd jobs to keep herself busy, take care of at least a dozen wives, and live quite well for the rest of her life. The scope of her luck had not escaped her, it was still sinking in as she spoke. "You know, I could really use some help around my new mansion." She leaned to the side, resting her cheek on her knuckles as she stirred her drink absent mindedly with a finger. "I garuantee it would be a hell of *hic* a lot better than working for that pig." She gestured towards the bartender, who was busy leering at a new girl who'd just tried on her uniform for the first time. Maggie grinned.

"Tell ya what babe. Quit right now. Come with me to my new place and tell me what you think." She leaned forward this time, keeping her gaze locked on Rika. "If you don't want it, then I'll give you ten royals, enough to go anywhere you want. Or, you could stay, see if I grow on you, help me take care of my affairs, and you'll never want again for the rest of your life." Maggie downed her drink with a big sigh. "Or *hic* stay here. Scrape by for the rest of your life as these wankers leer at you day after day." As mentioned, Maggie wasn't much for tact. She preferred the direct approach.
 
Rika listened to Maggie's offer, wondering just what this woman had to gain by having Rika at her mansion. One thing came to mind and that was something she sure was not wanting to go for. Sex was something she didn't do or try openly. Because of her own libido and strange, dangerously high fertility, she refused to mate with anyone. So still, what was there to gain by inviting her to stay with the barbarian? However, the thought of quiting did dawn on her, disliking the way the manager treated her and the others.

That does sound nice, but why would you want me there? I know you too well Maggie. You always have another agenda in mind, on top of what you offer."She pointed out with a chuckle, nudging the woman's legs. After finishing her drink, she found herself being a bit more friendly that normal, though still defiant to Maggie's suggestion. It was proving she would be a much harder prize than the woman she'd find in the future. But with that extra effort comes the greater reward in the end.

After her final offer, Rika thought it over for a few long moments, pondering on the idea of doing something along the lines of a trial at the woman's house.Her eyes turned to the royals held in her hand, rattling through the choices and rewards she could have from all directions. While she could have a nice place to stay and remove the worry of bills and food from her chest, she would have to accept living with Maggie and her flirtacious, direct attitude. Or she could try it and leave with the money offered and live her own life. Both sounded great, but she knew if living by herself with the money was her option, she would find herself in more of a problem than she is in now. Loneliness was worse than any kind of depression she could experience.

"I'll accept your offer Maggie..ut know this. We will not be doing anything that I refuse to do, otherwise I will leave and take the royals you offered. I just want to see how everything works out."She took the ofer Maggie proposed with a smile. Dealing with Maggie and her attitude was something she could handle and maybe down the line grow to liking. But for now that would wait.
 
"Oh I think that one is fairly obvious. I'm finally past all the bull and scraping by. But being rich wouldn't be any fun if I were alone." While Maggie really did want to bury herself inside Rika, she wasn't lying. She'd spent a large portion of her life with only whores and bar-wenches for company. While Barbarians tended to be solitary, everyone reached a point where they needed more. The harem was just a dream, to have enough gorgeous wives to please her every whim on a daily basis. Of course, she'd have to tell Rika that at some point. Not all women would be interested in being one of many wives, no matter how rich she was. Regardless, now she had nothing but time and money to search out willing ladies.

"I can *hic* respect that." Maggie said as she stood up. "I won't force you to do anything..." She winked playfully. "...of course I won't say no if you change your mind!" Once she was standing she realized that she was still quite hard. With a sigh she pulled a leather chord from a pouch on her waist and used it to tie her cock to her thigh. She'd considered getting a codpiece, but considering how hard she got, it might be quite uncomfortable if she got excited. "Well now. Shall we?" Maggie motioned to the door and waited. Once they got going it didn't take long to arrive. Haggisbeak wasn't very large, and her new mansion was positioned just outside of town. As they approached it would become more obvious exactly how rich the Barbarian had become. The mansion was two stories, made of solid stone and constructed inside a few hours by a handful of Geomancers. It was perfectly round, with large windows for each room running all the way around. The roof was slanted down towards the main double doors, giving the back end nearly a third floor, which was in fact her vault that held all the treasure.

"Welcome to my home, yours if you want to join me." She said as she pushed open the large wooden doors. The inside was gorgeous, the stone walls decorated in the style of her tribe. Heavy furs hung down the walls, and thick fur rugs covered the cold stone floors. The central chamber was round, and took up an area about thirty yards across. A massive table able to seat twenty people rested in the center, and a roaring fireplace burned behind the masters seat. To either side of the entrance a staircase headed to the second level, where a single hallway ran all the way around. Individual rooms, currently left bare so that her future wives could decorate them as they desired, staggered on either side all the way around. Currently she had enough space to comfortably house twenty people besides herself. Her own master bedchamber was on the second floor, in the very back, directly below the vault. The only other thing was the kitchen which was in fact in the basement, along with the food cellar. All the ventilation and plumbing was handled magically. While the central fireplace could heat the whole mansion.

"Well?" Maggie asked Rika as she closed the doors. "Would you like a tour?"
 
Rika slowly began to sway side to side, having gone through two more beverages as she listened. She was relieved to hear that the woman wouldn't force her into anything, she smiled, more eager to get going now that Maggie was set to go as well. So with a giggle she followed the woman out the door, saying nothing to her boss as she left, caring nothing about her payment anymore. He could do whatever he wished now, she had better places to be. Rika had been more than ready for this, months of saving her money nothing compared to the joy of being offered a new job with a better working environment.

While she was shocked enough with the sudden wealth Maggie had acquired, another burst of shock struck her at the sight of the mansion. This explained the recent construction going on outside of town. Only able to admire the sight, Rika looked to Maggie with a hesitant tone."T-This is your house?!" The outside alone looked gorgeous, proving that Maggie payed a lot of money for this place. All she could think of was how the interior was designed, what Maggie had built into the place to spice things up a bit.

So when offered a tour, Rika nodded excitedly, licking her lips with joy."Please?" Her attitude was a bit more upbeat than normal, the alcohol slowly affecting her, but in a more positive way than usual. "Such a wonderful mansion..and this is actually yours??" She asked as she walked forward, slowly pulling Maggie along. As a person who has lived in a small worn down houe, the thought of this being her new home was omething she could only dream about.
 
Maggie did not miss Rika's steadily increasing state of intoxication, while it did make her entertain some sleazier thoughts, she refrained from acting on it. She did enjoy the sudden change in her attitude at the mere sight of her mansion. She had a suspicion that the woman had a taste for the expensive, just couldn't afford it. Even more interesting was the almost childish way she pulled Maggie along, which she allowed with a smile. It was nice to see the woman with a more positive expression on her face. With that she begun a tour of the home, beginning with the central chamber.

"I've left a lot of room to make improvements, but I told the builders to spare no expense." She walked along the large table, running her fingers over the smooth wood. "The basement has a cooling chamber, Ice Crystals can keep food stored for years before needing to be replaced. The fireplace itself uses wind-tunnels and Fire Salt to heat the whole building indefinitely." Specifically, the fireplace actually funneled heat through a complex system of tubes throughout the house, heating the structure. And the Fire Salt burned perpetually, cleanly, removing the need for wood. She waited for any questions or comments before moving upstairs.

"The spare rooms are a little bare, but I left them that way so all my...friends, can decorate them as they like. Upgrades can be made too as they'd...um..you'd like. If you stay of course." She didn't spend much time on the spare rooms, wasn't much to show. Eventually she made her way to the master bedroom. She'd gone a little overboard with her room, but she'd had enough of living on scraps and sleeping in tents. It was a large half circle room. Resting against the back wall was her bed, which was big enough for ten people to sleep comfortably. It was bedded three feet thick with heavy, soft furs. A single silken sheet covered it, and half a dozen heavens-cloud pillows cushioned the end. "The house has a spell that keeps the beds clean, unfortunately that's the only thing it works on. The enchantment is pretty expensive, but it lets you have all the fun you want and not worry about cleaning up afterwards!" Maggie couldn't help but smile at the comment, she'd chosen the beds on purpose...as her vices tended to be messy. All around the walls were more hanging furs, the floors also covered in thick rugs for comfort. She sat down on the bed with a sigh.

"So....would you like to see the vault? See what pays for all this?"
 
Her childish excitement dwindled a bit as Maggie began presenting the house to her in the form of a tour. Rika moved from the barbarians side, smiling a bit as she relished at the decorations and effort Maggie wen into with the design. The fact that a constant, desirable heat could be maintained from the fireplace made her shiver, glad the room temperature would be tolerable. Not only that, but the fact of using Fire Salts made it a much more cleaner accessory in the fireplace than wood. Even the use of Ice Crystals improved living conditions with the proper storing of foods. And then it was time to look through the rooms.

While given a look at the spare rooms, Rika didn't se much worth living in, until she was informed this was to give the inhabitants the ability to decorate as they saw fit. The idea made Rika giggle and think over how she was going to design her room. A smiling giggled escaped her, only to silence when she took a gaze at the master bedroom. Not only was the bed huge and well furnished, but the walls and floor was decorated with many f the things most barbarians cherish most, the use of fur.Rika was tempted to scream for joy, to run around through her intoxication, but still she kept her composure and smiled. The house was truly a wonderful sight to see, something well worth upgrading to at the cost of working for the owner of such a fine estate. The benefit f decorating her own room appealed to her as well.

"Well..I think I'll like staying here for a long while..It's a nice upgrade from what I'm used to, plus, it really shows me the kind of things you like and what makes you comfortable. Makes my job a lot easier when helping to keep things as they need to be"She paid no mind to any hiden intentions, her mind, outside the intoxication focused on whether or not Maggie had some dark secret in mind for the dragoness."We can see the vault A-Another time, I'm a little woozy right now..M-Mind showing me to my room? Or is there something else you wanted to really do for right now?"She asked, barely keeping herself on her feet. After the drinks she consumed tonight, her true self started to show itself, Rika being a more open, playful person when taken out of her defensive personality shell.
 
While Maggie loved to watch Rika's almost innocent excitement at her new home, she also knew it was getting time to tell her the whole story, her plan at least. If she was there, then she'd find out eventually, and it would probably be best to tell her while she was intoxicated at least.

"I'm glad you like it, its...going to be pretty crowded here one day...hopefully." She scratched her head when Rika asked about her room. "Well...your room is whichever one you choose..." She gave her a weak smile. "...but none of them are furnished." She looked around. "If you'd like, you can stay here for the night. The bed is big enough that you wouldn't be near me....if you're worried about that.." She sighed. Time to drop the bomb. "Either way, I suppose I need to be honest with you." She patted the bed beside her, urging the Dragoness to sit down for the moment.

"You may be wondering why there are so many rooms. It's not for my clan or anything, haven't been a part of the tribe in decades." Maggie stretched out her back and took a deep breath. "Honestly, you aren't the only woman that I'd like to live here. I've been living alone for most of my life, living off the little bit I could scrape together from odd jobs and looting dungeons. Then that little usually went to whores, booze, and any other comforts I could afford to make things easier." She stood up, taking the chance to revel in her current success. "I've never complained, its a good life for a barbarian like myself. But everyone changes. I want companions Rika." She turned to Rika with an almost hungry expression. "I want to fill this house with beautiful, talented women, to greet me when I come back from an adventure! Hell...I'll take them with if they are willing! I want people around me, whether they are there for the money or me, I don't care. But I am tired of being alone, sleeping with whores for satisfaction. I want a whole household of beauties who want me! Want the pleasures and riches and excitement I can give them!" This was the first time Maggie had told anyone her plan, and it felt good to get it out. It may sound selfish at parts, but the house was meant to be for the women who stayed. She could cater to their every desire here, give them anything they've dreamed of, everything they'd never had, and all she asked in return was their companionship, sexual or otherwise.

"You don't have to sleep with me Rika....but I'd like you to be part of my household. Maybe we can be more in time....but just staying would be enough for now." She scratched her head, feeling uncomfortable after that big speech. She wasn't used to having attention payed to her, unless it was in an orgy, or in battle. "Of course, that's if you don't find me disgusting knowing my dream..."
 
Rika listened to Maggie as she presented her ultimate goal in life, or more so her fantasy behind building the mansion. At first she was a little wierded out at the thought of the woman wanting so many wives or simply females within her home. The thought of living here among a group of women whom Maggie wanted sensual relationships with got Rika thinking. How long has this barbarian been planning all this. And was she really all that lonely. For a while she thought about this, unsure what to expect as she took a seat beside Maggie, sighing a bit as she laid down on the bed.

She ignored the comments made about Maggie sleeping with whores and the like, her thoughts surrounded the idea as a whole. Being alone was something the Dragoness knew about very well. It was practically what she grew up on for the passed ten years, having nobody around to either talk to or enjoy quality time with to just mess around for fun. So rather than turn down the barbarian, Rika moved closer with a soft smile and wrapped an arm around Maggie's waist. For the moment she just sat in silence, looking around the room, admiring the decorations once more before her eyes locked onto Maggie. She pulled the woman to her with a soft smile, sighing softly before she spoke."While the idea of your dream is a little strange. I know what it's like to be all alone, or at least have no one to spend time with. So for now I'll stay here and help you with your dream. You're not the only one tired of being alone so for now we can be friends until I decided what to do in the future."

Rika leaned into the barbarian, slowly closing her eyes with a soft smile, relaxing a bit as her body started going wak, the dragoness growing tired from her drinking and the tour through the large mansion. Her eyes began to droop closed, the woman trying her best to stay awake, just for a little longer to sit with Maggie."Though next time..You might want to tell someone this before..letting them live in the mansion.."
 
Rika's reaction was far more positive than Maggie had suspected. She laid down next to her on the bed and listened, then when she not only agreed to stay with her, but to actually help her, the barbarian was happy to say the least. Even more so when the red-skinned woman pulled her down with her in an affectionate gesture. Her hot fingers didn't help Maggie's libido at all, but they were very welcome. She moved to her side, holding her gaze until she closed those big reptilian eyes. And when she leaned in, it took a lot of effort to keep her cock from snapping the leather chord holding it against her thigh. But she appreciated Rika's gesture, and understanding.

"I'll try and remember that next time." Maggie whispered. Then she relaxed, put a hand on Rika's waist, and watched her fall asleep. It would be nice to have a companion. She needed some relief, but a companion would be just as nice for the moment. And hell, who knew what might change in the future? Perhaps the dragoness would learn to like her. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep after Rika did, not with that nice warm body against hers. As she slept, she had very pleasant dreams, of Rika mostly. Girls she'd fantasized about, positions she wanted to try, and what it would be like to have a big family in this big mansion. Then more of Rika.

As they slept the chord eventually slipped loose, and her cock sprung out between them. It would make for an interesting morning for Rika if she woke up first, and probably an uncomfortable one for Maggie either way.
 
Rika slept peacefully through the night, snuggling into Maggie's side while he arm rest over the barbarian's stomach. Comfortable as she slept, Rika didn't wake up until the sun hung in the sky, marking early morning, sometime around 11 a.m., her body shifting around for a moment before she groaned and moved away from Maggie. As she opened her eyes, only halfway, the woman sat herself up and looked around, trying to figure out where she was. She vaguely remembered what happened last night, and figured she was still in Maggie's mansion. So with a soft sigh she held a hand on her head, a slight headache striking her."A-Ahh..my head.."She mumbled, Her body a bit stiff as she stretched her arms and legs as she remained seated.

Rika looked over at Maggie, seeing her lay there peacefully on the bed, her form as beautiful as it could ever look. The woman started to rise from the bed when she noticed the woman's large, thick cock. Rika swallowed hard and stared at it. While she knew the woman had such a thing, considering the bulge Maggie always left the bar with and simply by the way she strut herself. But never did Rika think it was that large."W-Wow.."She exclaimed as she backed away a bit. For now she wasn't sure whether to touch it or just leave it alone, so with a quick shake of her head, Rika got up walked to leave the room."Guess I'll go see about making some breakfast for us since I'll be staying here."
 
When Maggie woke it was a bittersweet experience. Just as the delicious smell of breakfast wafted into her dreams and started dragging her into the waking world, a high pitched chime sounded from beside her bed. She groaned and rolled over, reaching out for her talking mirror with what could only be called fury.

"What is it?!" She groggily growled into the enchanted mirror. She'd bought it so that she could communicate with her scout, but she hated the sound it made when she was called upon. The mirror showed a crystal clear image of her scout, the person she'd paid to seek out exotic beauties for her. He didn't know why she wanted them, but he didn't care as long as the money was good.

"Well Good morning to you. You want me to call back?" Maggie shook her head.

"No. Ugh..." She had slept like a baby, perhaps an effect of having someone to sleep with. "...yeah just...you got something for me?" The man smiled and waved his hand. The mirror could store temporary images and he began showing him some that he'd taken.

"Yes indeed. Got your money's worth. I found a handful of real beauties for you." There was a Dark elf, very voluptuous and absolutely gorgeous. A living spirit, athletic with alabaster skin. A Satyr with a figure a little less toned as hers, but quite attractive. And a Tribal looking woman with skin darker than hers, and luscious white hair. Her cock had just finally started to soften before she'd woken up. But now, after seeing these wonderful ladies, and considering the prospect of convincing them to join her in the mansion, it stiffened substantially.

"Absolutely fantastic! They are perfect. Where are they?" Her contact gave her the various locations where they were known to be found. A village not three hours from her home. The tribal woman and the Dark Elf lived in the village, the spirit haunted some crypt just outside town, and the Satyr lived in the woods near there. Once she'd finished with him she jumped up from the bed with a happy groan and a long stretch. Then she prepared, getting into her full gear before the smell of breakfast reminded her that she had company. "Shit!" She'd almost forgotten about Rika, and wondered if the woman would be willing to begin helping so soon. Once she had her leather armor on, her dick secured firmly to her thigh, and a traveling pack she headed downstairs to the kitchen. The closer she came, the better the food began to smell.

"Good morning beautiful!" She was so excited about everything that she somewhat forgot her manners and gave the Dragonness a firm hug from behind. The woman was so warm and soft, and her food smelled as good as she did. "Are you ready for an adventure?" She said, letting her go and leaning back against the table. "After breakfast of course. But I've got a few...um prospects lined up that I'd like to go visit." The woman had been a bit intoxicated last night, so she hoped her willingness to assist was still intact.
 
While Maggie was going over the discoveries her scout managed to find, Rika was in the kitchen, finishing up breakfast, turning down the flames to let the foo simmer a bit while she would prepare the table. Her choice for the morning was a simple platter of eggs sausage and bacon. All while cooking she contemplated on whether or not to stay, or leave while she had the chance, unsure as to what would be going on around the mansion. But something kept her from leaving the mansion, something kept her from refusing the barbarians offer from the night before. Rather than dwindling on it for a while, Rika pushed it aside and started setting the table for breakfast.

When Maggie came up from behind and hugged her, Rika couldn't help but jump with a sudden gasp, a blush painting her cheeks from the compliment as she set down the skillet with the eggs on the stove. The dragoness looked behind her to see Maggie, soon giving a smile as she relaxed. By now she was used to the woman's presence around her, finding that Maggie seemed to have more than just the rude, degenerate personality to her. But she still had her cautions. So when asked about an adventure, she smiled and nodded."Sounds like a plan to me..After all, I did Say I would go and help you. I'm not one to break promises or arrangements made."

The idea of helping the woman find mates or even women to have around made her shiver, unsure as to why i affects herself so much. In fact, she felt a little jealous." But the only thing I have to say is this."She started, moving around the room and placing the food down on the table."during this adventure, just be straight me on everything." Rika hated being in the dark about things, especially when she was either involved or just following others around. If she was to do this, she needed to know what her partner was thinking.
 
"Yeah...I expected that much." Maggie sighed. She wasn't good with tough explanations like this, not to mention as a barbarian she didn't exactly share the same views on monogamy that most civilized folk did. Barbarians didn't have any form of marriage or legal bonding. They bonded based on feeling. If two people enjoyed each other, then that was that, no need for any further complications. Sometimes they only shared each other, but more often than not they had multiple partners. It was fairly normal for an individual to have upwards of six different companions, sexual or otherwise. Maggie just had....significantly higher needs.

"I hope this comes out right...but I haven't lied to you. I want companions, people to share my life with. As you've no doubt noticed.." She gestured towards her loincloth. "I've got fairly powerful needs. And I would very much like for those companions to appreciate me sexually, but I won't force them to do anything. And I won't say no to someone who is willing to share my life with me." To a Barbarian, saying someone will 'share your life' is about as close to an intimate friendship as one can get. She hoped it translated well. "I'm hoping one day we can get closer Rika, you are very attractive, and obviously open-minded, but you are free to do as you wish. The same goes for any other women I invite to stay here." She wasn't sure if that answered Rika's question or not, so she decided to add one last point.

"I'll be honest...the quantity of companions I'm looking for is indeed part of a fantasy of mine. The lust I feel on a daily basis is a bit overwhelming...and the very idea of having so many to satisfy me is intoxicating. But it's just a fantasy. I don't expect a couple dozen women to just run into my bed without having to know and understand them. But in the end, having even a few sexual partners, and a full home of companions would be worth the effort."
 
Rika looked over the woman, unconsciously licking her lips when the barbarian mentioned her package between her legs. The dragoness shivered a bit at the thoughts running through her head as she finished setting up breakfast, finding herself a seat with a smile."With the way you always came into the bar, I'd say it is much more than a 'powerful' need." She teased with a smile, having met many other women whom had the same kind of extension of their gender. But Maggie was the only one who seemed to flirt and try and talk to her while on the job.

The dragoness took a few eggs and set them on a plate, along with a few strips of bacon and sausage. Though just as she was about to eat, she froze up as the futa began telling her about how she wanted to be closer, as well as complimenting her once more. the fact that she was seeing a side of Maggie she never knew was enough to catch her off guard, but not once did she question this woman. Thi was twice the barbarian pointed out her likeness of Rika in one form or another. So with a hard swallow, following a bite of her meal, Rika gave the woman a smile.

The longer she stuck around with this woman, the more she began to see Maggie as someone she could get along with. But more so, she found herself taking a certain liking to her, for more than just the rod between her legs." Well..if the women you're looking for are anything like the ones that run through the bar, aside from you..You might be lucky enough to have them do as you want once you have them here in your home."
 
"Hehe...yeah I tend to get frisky in the presence of those uniforms you ladies had to wear....I have a thing for skirts..." Maggie said with a smile. At least Rika seemed to have a playful side, as well as a sense of humor. Still, the teasing didn't help alleviate the still hard member beneath her loincloth. After some though, she really was going to have to get a codpiece or something. Though her commenting on her desires towards Rika seemed to put the Dragonness off for a bit, she seemed to come around.

"Well that would be nice, though I don't think most of those girls were worth more than a night or two." To a Barbarian, saying someone is worth a few nights wasn't exactly an insult, nor was it a compliment. It was something akin to saying that the person is good company for a short time, but not what they'd desire for long term involvement.

"Anyways. I'm thinking after breakfast we head out?" Maggie grinned with a thought. Her smile tended to give her a devious appearance, but Rika did agree to be involved after all. She pulled out the mirror from before and recalled the images her contact had sent her, of the spirit, the Satyr, the Tribal, and the Dark Elf. "These are a few of the potentials I've found nearby. I was hoping to pay at least one of them a visit. What do you think?" Maggie honestly knew next to nothing about Dark Elves and Spirits. She understood tribals well enough, they all had different customs and beliefs, but they were generally simple folk, easy to talk to unless they were the cannibalistic war-mongering kind. And considering they lived so close to civilisation, she doubted they were the latter. Satyr's were tricky though. Sometimes they roamed in packs, sometimes alone. However she knew them to be clever, and quite hard to catch unless you had something they wanted.

"Any suggestions?" She asked, snagging a piece of sausage from the pan.
 
Rika smiled a bit when Maggie assured the dragoness that she was looking for more than a one night stand. While she wished it wasn't a harem the barbarian was looking for, Rika didn't mind at all since she would be getting to know them as well. So with a soft sigh she took a bite of her meal, swallowing it before she spoke."Works for me, better to head out as early as we can to cover as much ground as possible."

As she was given a group of possible women for Maggie to look through, Rika thought it over for a bit and smiled once more. While she didn't know much about most of them, she knew enough about dark elves and satyrs. So with a deep breath she turned her head up to Maggie."Well If you want my help on the first one, either satyrs or dark elves would be best. While working at the bar, before seeing you around, I found myself in long conversations with plenty of creatures and people. As for the others, they don't really pass through this way"

Rika looked into Maggie's eyes, keeping them locked on as she finished the last few bites of breakfast.
 
After breakfast, the pair headed on their way. Maggie stopped through the town first, wanting to pick up a few supplies. She needed to get some travel food as well as pick out an acceptable codpiece. It took her a bit, but she found one large enough to accommodate her size, then it took her a little longer to 'soften' up enough to fit into it. It looked somewhat absurd, as though she was carrying a small melon between her legs, so she decided to wear the loincloth as well. Even restricted, she found it may help her appear at least a little more appropriate for the ladies she hoped to woo. Once that issue was settled they set off. As expected it took only a few hours to reach the town of Gradsen, which was a little more refined then Haggisbeak, with actual cobblestone streets and street lights powered by fire magic.

"Alright...I believe the Dark Elf runs an apothecary in town..." The barbarian looked around uncertainly. She had a good sense of direction...but she found herself in a difficult position. This town was too big to just wander around until she found what she was looking for, and she couldn't read....so the street signs were of no help to her. After having gone the night without some much needed release she was feeling quite frustrated. As much as she enjoyed the soft moments shared with the Dragonness, and the companionship she was providing, she'd still very much hoped the woman would have provided more. Still, a promise was a promise. Of course, that didn't stop her from admiring the lady's lucious figure during their travel to the town. The day she decided to be more than a companion, was going to be a happy day for Maggie.

"I....rrrggh!" Maggie really didn't want to have to admit needing Rika's help with something so mundane as reading street signs. This added fuel for her temper, and frustration. "I uh...augh! Damn it to hell!" Maggie took a deep breath and turned to her companion, looking somewhat defeated, still standing near the town entrance. "I can't read these signs....can you find our way?"
 
Once they were in the town of Gradsen, Rika looked around, smiling a bit, having only been here once when she did her bi-monthly supply run for the bar. But back then she never had much time to really explore, not that she had any time for that at the moment. She could tell Maggie was straining against her need for release, the desire apparent in the growing frustration she showed walking through town. The dragoness looked around, listening to Maggie as she grumbled and groaned, trying to find her way around.

Rika smiled a bit, rubbing Maggie's back as she admitted being unable to read the signs, the dragoness nudging her playfully, trying to calm her nerves and cheer her up."Of course Maggie..No need to get frustrated ok? That's why I'm following along, to help you out." After doing what she could to ease Maggie's frustration, Rika walked through the town, holding the barbarian's hand to ensure she was following along. While it took a while to find the place, Rika giggled as she stopped in front of a small store in the small marketplace just in the center of town. Rika turned to Maggie and smiled."Well, we're here."She announced, pulling Maggie up to the door.
 
While still embarrassed, Maggie enjoyed the hand rubbing her back. Those claws were rather tantalizing against her skin. The big barbarian couldn't help but smile as the smaller woman took her hand and led her through town. The dragon definitely seemed to have a natural calming effect on Maggie that she couldn't place, but she liked it. When they finally reached the Dark Elf's shop, she was just glad to have someone who knew where she was going, and was legitimately trying to figure out how she'd gotten by all these years without being able to read roadsigns. As they approached the door however, Maggie got an odd feeling.

"Hold on..." It was late morning, almost mid-day and there was no one in sight. A town like this should have plenty of people moving about at this hour. On top of that, and more noticeable, the shops door was cracked open. Maggie considered for a moment, when movement caught her eye. There were people about, only they were staying out of sight. A man down the road, sticking to an alley, as though watching. Once danger was present, Maggie's senses went wild and the blood started pumping through her veins with increased intensity. She looked back, one, two, three....four men staggered about the road, all staying out of sight for the most part. Something was definitely going on. "Stick close to me Rika...." Maggie whispered. She didn't have her sword with her, but that was fine. She could fight just as easily with no weapon at all. It was right after she spoke that a shout came from the store.

"Now don't make us ask again! Because we won't ask nicely!" There came a crash, and a feminine scream. Then Maggie flew into action, slamming open the door. "WHERE IS OUR PAYM..." Two large men, one dressed in fine clothing, the other in leather armor looked up in surprise at the Barbarians entrance. The well dressed one had been speaking, and looked the most surprised. The other drew a short sword and stepped towards Maggie threateningly. The Barbarian's eyes moved between everyone present instantly. The Dark Elf owner was backed against the wall, behind her counter.

"Oi bitch! This ain't none of your business! Get out before I take my pleasures out of your pretty little friend there!" Maggie growled and closed the distance between them. The man sneered and raised his blade. "I warned ya bitch!" Maggie's people could control their chemical functions, allowing them to summon adrenalin at will, this increased her reaction speed to such an extent, that the man looked to be very nearly moving in slow motion. A menial swat of her hand sent the blade flying and shattered his forearm. Her follow up smashed her other fist down on his collarbone like a hammer, which caused him to crumple to the floor instantly as though her were a bag of rotten vegetables. The other man kept his cool and held up his hands.

"Now now. Let's not be..hrk!" Maggie didn't give him a chance to talk. Instead moved in, wrapped her hand around his throat, just beneath his jaw, and lifted him up into the air with such ferocity that he smashed into the ceiling with bone-crunching force. He fell to the ground much like the bodyguard had done. The guard might survive, but it was doubtful if the well dressed man was even alive. Regardless, it was finished. And Maggie took a moment to calm down, as her heart was still pounding like a war-drum, and the blood fury was strong. This could give Rika a chance to check on the Dark Elf, or examine the bodies for identification while the Barbarian settled into a more sociable condition.
 
Rika kept her eyes wary, smelling a strange, dangerous aura within the air. Seeing how Maggie acted, Rika saw no reason to point out the obvious threat the barbarian detected. While Rika lacked in the department of sensing danger, her hearing and sense of smell was one of her best qualities. So when warned to stay close, Rika had done so, claws bared, ready to strike if she needed to. And once Maggie barged into the shop, Rika kept herself at the entrance, looking around at the men who seemed to keep watchful eyes on the two of them.

With Maggie tending to the thugs, Rika slipped inside, moving around the counter, kneeling down beside a crouching, huddled woman, her form shaking in fear. Rika pulled her close, retracing her claws before rubbing the woman's back, trying to calm her down and make her feel safe. By the time Maggie dispatched the two and would manage to calm herself down, Rika stood up with the elf beside her. Rika herself moved away, making her way to the door to ensure no one interrupted them. The elf then looked at Maggie, giving her a faint smile, politely bowing her hand."T-Thank you for the help...they've been harassing me for days." She explained, keeping herself behind the counter for now.

As she stood there, a small, somewhat ancient book lay on the counter, blood stained, tattered and torn, while the the book itself seemed to be locked by a strange key."While I love working here..helping those who need it...others harass me..trying to get free medicine or force me to read ancient writings of my people..." she mumbled, hinting that one of those was the reason those men were in her shop.
 
Once Maggie calmed down for the most part, she turned to the Dark Elf, who was almost painfully gorgeous. Even during the situation, with danger remaining a possibility, Maggie's lustful side couldn't help but appreciate the dynamite figure of the young woman. Her pitch black skin looked as smooth as silk, and her straight, white hair fell down to her waist. While she was a little taller than Rika, it was only by a small amount. She nodded in understanding of the woman's explanation, then moved next to Rika by the door, peeking outside. When she didn't see any of the spotters from before, she assumed they had left. With that she sighed, things had gotten more complicated.

"Those men had friends outside before we came in. They may have gone for help." Maggie knew it sort of fell in line with her own desires towards the woman, but taking her away from her shop was probably the best call to make, if she'd leave of course. "I'll be honest. I'd come here to offer you a proposal myself, but now I think it might be safest to get you away from here. Four men were outside, honestly, I don't think that they were here for free medicine." Maggie approached the counter, placing her hands on it. "Do you know what they wanted specifically?" Between her hands was the ancient book. While she didn't recognize it, nor could she read anything on it, the book itself looked valuable. She recalled the mention of having her reading the writings of her people.

"Is this what they wanted you for? To read this for them?" She frowned after a moments thought. "Do you think they would come back for it?" Maggie hadn't wanted to get mixed up in complications like this, but it seemed to late for that. "How would you feel about leaving for a bit while we figure this out? I have a mansion in Haggisbeak, you'd be quite difficult to find there."
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom