He waved to Liddy as she walked through the station to get back on the ship. She paused and turned to face him, a smile lighting up on her face.

“Well, it’s good to see you again.”

“And you,” he replied. “I wasn't sure you would remember me.”

“You drove the carriage that brought me back to my ship when I brought Leira home in her water tank.”

The man who was part elephant may not have been able to blush, but he was touched that he wasn't the only one who remembered. “Thank you, for all of this. When I saw what happened and how you acted, I figured you might be someone who could help if I, or someone I cared about, needed it. Thinking it would save a person or two. Certainly not quite something so grand as all this.”

“I will admit that I didn't go looking for this. But once it had happened, I couldn't just leave. How are you dealing with it?”

“Quite well. I’m one of the oldest here, so people seem to be looking to me ever since word got out that you were leaving.”

“I wish we could stay longer, but we have done what we can and need to let you find your way. Also, the politics of the situation make staying a bad idea.”

“Don't worry about us. We will be fine now. If you find any more Emberborn, send them our way.”

“We will for sure.”

Liddy offered a warm embrace as she said her goodbyes. Finally getting back on the ship, she gave the order for Ving to get them in the air. In the lounge she found Easy lying on top of Mari, letting her wings flutter as they kissed. Surprisingly still wearing clothing, they simply were enjoying each other's company. Cat was tidying up with the soldiers since the mess left behind by the refugees was everywhere. Liddy let her work, happy that the former noble was working hard to earn her place. Cat didn't really have anything to prove but wasn't going to stop someone from being productive. In her own room, Liddy found Vile making her bed.

“Thanks for the clean sheets. But you are only responsible for your own bed. Though it occurs to me that we might need to revisit sleeping arrangements.”

“Well, I have been sharing with Inky and she keeps that thing immaculate. Part of being a soldier, I suppose,” Vile shrugged with a smile. “Though it is a bit short for me, my hooves hang off the bottom.”

“Actually, I think she…” Liddy trailed off. “Or rather, I need to call a meeting.”

Vile was curious about what Liddy stopped herself from saying and followed her back into the lounge. Liddy picked up a bell she had gotten her hands on at the farm, and began to ring it out down the stairs so everyone below would hear. Soon enough, everyone but the engine room girls came into the lounge. Mari and Easy saw no reason to interrupt their make-out session.

“Alright, time again to revisit the sleeping arrangements. Vile and Hope need a place to sleep, and I am running out of room. Anyone unhappy who needs to switch?”

“Cat fucking snores,” Leira blurted out.

“I do not It just sounds louder because that tub you sleep in,” Cat responded.

“Exactly. It's fucking loud enough to rock a cast-iron tub.”

“Alright,” Liddy interrupted. “Emma, you are the only one alone in a room. Who do you want to bunk with? Should they just be told to suck it up and be grateful that snoring is their biggest problem while you make friends with one of the new girls?”

Emma smiled. “I'm a quiet sleeper. Plus I know how to handle Leira.”

“Yeah, you fucking do,” Leira commented suggestively.

“Done,” Liddy stated to cut off any further dialogue. “Now, Hope, you can bunk with Cat or me. I originally set up a small bed for myself in my room in case I didn't want to sleep in the bed I worked in. If having to kill someone in it isn't enough to stop me then nothing will. So, while it's too small for Vile to fit, it's there for you if you want it.”

“Private bed all this time, and you say nothing as the rooms fill up. We finally get a holy girl on board and you mention it. Interesting…” Hannah gave a suspicious glare at Liddy while cocking a wry smile.

“Hush you, I’m not doing this to sleep with her.”

“Right, you don't have sex with women who work for you.”

“I said hush! I still remember the fantasy land where I kept things professional, and if I choose to live there, then I can.”

“Of course you can live there, Liddy. You will just be doing it with a holy girl in bed with you.”

Liddy flung one of the pillows at Hannah, who didn't stop grinning even after it hit her in the face. “The choice is yours Hope.”

“Well, since I need to make friends on this ship, I think I will stay in your room. Hannah gets to keep teasing you so that helps me with her. And having sex with the captain will take care of you.”

“We won't be having sex, Hope,” Liddy declared before getting a round of suspicious glances from every other woman in the lounge -- including Mari and Easy, who finally stopped kissing to do so. “You are all fired. Get off. No landing first.”

The girls laughed as Liddy blushed and Emma spoke up. “This mean the ship's name gets changed to ‘Denial’? Because that's what you are living in.”

Liddy rolled her eyes and sighed as she waited for the girls to quiet down. “So, when we get to the capital…” Liddy started, hoping to bring their attention to the exciting prospect. “We need to see a lot of clients to make up for the downtime we had. So let's get this place looking spiffy and ready to entertain. Hop to it!”

As the women dispersed and Easy begrudgingly got off of Mari to help clean up. Inky took Vile by the hand and led her down the stairs. The powerfully built woman could barely fit down the staircase but managed as she held Inky for support. Finally down, Inky got on the balls of her feet to make herself tall enough to kiss Vile. Gripping the woman tightly she returned the kiss. While Vile might have been worried about what Liddy might have avoided saying earlier, she was much more at ease now. The kiss broke as she relaxed and let Inky down.

“I needed that.”

“I could tell. Now let me show you something.” Inky brought her to her room and opened the door.

Inside was almost entirely bedding, the rest of the furniture had been removed or attached high up on the wall. Vile crawled in and laid on her back to look at Inky in the doorway. Looking down at her hooves, she could see they didn't reach the end and wondered how much effort Inky had put into rigging everything on the walls or rebuilding the bed inside without her knowing. Vile gasped trying to hold back tears. She failed as she smiled at Inky, who stepped onto the bed and closed the door behind her. Slowly she started to strip out of her uniform and hang it on the ceiling hooks, her head barely below. Vile watched as the tan-skinned woman stood naked over her.

“Do you like?” Inky asked. As she turned slightly to take a sexy pose that showed off her bum.

Vile was about to thank her for the bed when she saw what was on her lover's well-toned ass. It was a heart shape, but the heart had horns and a pair of tails, just like hers. Vile wondered when she had gotten it done and why she hadn't been paying enough attention to Inky's ass to notice.

“I love it,” Vile replied.

She bent her knees to give Inky something to hold on to as she straddled her body, facing away, to give her a closer view. Vile admired the sight of the tattoo as well as the bare back of the woman on top of her. Her tails were already caressing Inky, who took one of them into her mouth to tease it with her tongue.

“I always wondered if…” Vile started, before feeling Inky bite down on her tail.

“Well, now you have your answer. But I will happily repeat it whenever you need me too. Just don't ever think you need to wonder about it again.”

“If you say so.” Vile smiled as Inky looked back at her. “Though I am wondering how you are going to make the bed to your usual standards when you have no choice but to stand on it.”

Inky laughed as she turned her whole body to face Vile, stripping the cloth still covering the massive red breasts, “Very carefully.”

Vile flinched as Inky pinched her nipples tightly in her fingers. She responded by wrapping her tails around the breasts before using the tips of her tails on the nipples. Inky moaned as her nipples were toyed with while she did the same with her hands on Vile. Leaning forward, pressing their breasts together, Inky gripped Vile by her horns as she kissed her again.

“I think these things are getting bigger,” Inky stated after the kiss as she played with the horns.

“They haven't grown for years. Not since I first got them anyway,” Vile replied, sliding her tails down to caress Inky’s new tattoo before exploring deeper.

“They are bigger, by at least the width of my…” Inky stopped the moment she felt a tail push inside her and wriggle about. “Oh, fuck, that's good. But the horns are bigger by the width of my thumb. I counted the little ridges on them and there are three more there than when I counted the first time.”

“I don't know why they would suddenly start growing,” Vile reached up to meet Inky’s hands on her horns to examine for herself.

After inspecting her horns, Vile took Inky’s hands in her own and watched as she used them to leverage herself against the tail penetrating her. She could feel her tail being moved by the thrusting hips that contained the tip. The other tail wrapped around Inky at the waist to feel herself through her lover's flesh. Vile felt drops of sweat land on her bare breasts as she watched them run off of Inky’s. Working her sensitive tail in and out of Inky as she thrust her hips took timing that got harder to focus on as she lost herself to the pleasure. Inky moaned and screamed as suddenly she covered the tail inside her with her climax. Vile felt the fluid running down her tail and let Inky lay on her chest to relax for a moment.

“I was never allowed to please myself with my tails. He said only his body mattered and I shouldn't bother with it. I remember thinking then how useless my tails were. Men didn't want them, even if I was allowed to be with one. So I knew, even if I was free, they would just be a reminder of how imperfect I was.”

“Then you discovered women.”

“All the things I imagined doing to myself, I had to learn to be a bit more gentle with it but my tails are making up for lost pleasure.”

“Speaking of lost pleasure,” Inky pulled the tail out of her body and began to lick it before taking it into her mouth again.

Vile moaned as Inky began to suck on it hard and fast, treating it like a man's cock until she burst with pleasure. However, instead of spurting fluid from her tail as a cock would have, it came from the same place as Inky's. She put her free tail inside herself as Inky continued to play with the one in her mouth. Then, after a few deep thrusts in herself, she pulled out to push inside Inky, who moaned as she felt the two tails in either end of her. Inky looked down at Vile and took a deep breath before nodding.

Vile smiled as she thrust both tails deeper, one coiling inside her belly, trying not to push painfully deep, while the other went down her throat, deeper than any man had ever penetrated. Rapidly flexing and relaxing her tails, Vile smiled as Inky couldn't breathe during her second climax that shook her body. Vile pinched Inky by the nipples and continued the assault on her body, even after her face began to change colour. Again Inky climaxed. Vile withdrew her tail from her throat so Inky could gasp for air as she tried to scream.

The coughing gags that came after the sight of Inky’s throat contracting as the tail withdrew was enough to send Vile into another climax of her own. She shivered against the body of the woman now laying limp on top of her, struggling for air. Slowly withdrawing her tail from between Inky’s legs, Vile wrapped her arms around her for a tight embrace.

“Do we have to help clean up the ship now?” Vile asked, playfully lamenting the work.

“You can. I have to figure out how to make the bed again,” Inky replied after getting enough air to speak.

They laughed and Inky coughed at the effort, her throat not quite up to the challenge.

****

A few days later, Ving was trying not to choke on her own rage. “What do you mean turn around?!”

“I mean the city is closed and locked down,” replied a voice on the radio. “Do not approach or you will be fired upon.”

“This is a merchant vessel, not a warship! Our intentions weren't hostile until you decided to be an obstinate little shit!”

“Ma’am, there is a manhunt underway and no opportunity for escape can be allowed.”

“Our ship will be docked for at least a week, nobody is escaping, and if this person does come aboard, we will beat the shit out of them like I am contemplating doing to you!”

“Is being fired upon really more preferable to travelling to Salt?”

“Getting fired upon is what happened the first time we tried going to Salt. We have a patched hole in the hull to prove it! If you are going to threaten me, you little shit, then find a threat that's worse than the alternative!”

The line was quiet for a moment as Liddy walked in to see Ving red in the face with the handset in her hands. She placed a hand on Ving’s shoulder and took the handset with the other.

“Ma’am, I’ve been ordered to offer your ship a wave of docking fees for your eventual return, if you leave now and come back when the lockdown is lifted.”

Liddy looked at Ving and reassured her with a smile as she pressed the button to let Ving talk.

“Fine, turning about. But if we come back and have to pay a single thing for docking I will hunt you down and…” Ving was cut off as Liddy released the button.

“So, not going to the capital today?” Liddy asked cheerfully.

Ving grunted in anger trying to compose herself. “Some kind of manhunt going on, a lockdown, and the radio op is an asshole.”

“Alright then, I guess we are going to Salt after all. Given that we have gone quite a distance, then we should be able to approach the city without going over the battle lines. I will inform the crew. Once things are set on course, go de-stress.”

Liddy closed the door to the bridge and was about to go down the stairs when Hannah came up.

“I heard an angry Ving yelling. I thought you were better with your tongue than that.”

Liddy rolled her eyes. “It wasn't my fault, though she might need a rather intense effort to calm down. Apparently, she didn't get along with the guy on the radio telling us to turn around. Lockdown for a manhunt of some kind. So we are going to Salt instead.”

“Oh, not sure how I feel about that. That's where all the soldiers I killed came from.”

“Well, I can respect your decision if you don't want to work there. Though I think you would be sexually exhausted anyways after all the effort you will need to calm down Ving. That girl is seriously worked up. Get that vibrating thing and use it on her once the course is set. Don't let up until she's as docile as a kitten.”

“Cute, cuddly, and ready to pounce? I can do that.” Hannah smiled turning away to fetch the toy while Liddy followed to tell whoever else she could find about the change in plans.

****

The trip to Salt was an annoying detour that took more time out of working but eventually, they arrived and did so without crossing any battle lines. It quickly became obvious that their ship wasn't the only one forced to divert. The main docks were full and many ships were birthed out in the fields. However, Liddy wasn't going to accept that since the people living closest to the fields would not be her clients. She put Cat on the radio, and within an hour, an old friend of hers offered his private dock for their use. Upon landing, an older gentleman stood waiting eagerly.

“Who's that?” Liddy asked as Cat fixed her dress and squeezed her breasts to make sure they pushed out as much as possible.

“Old rival of my father's. They fought all the time, and one night he had to suffer the indignity of staying at our estate. Had one of the maids take him to my room for the night, where he was just about asleep when I arrived to undress for bed. He thought he was in the wrong room and was fumbling for an excuse when I told him he was where I wanted him… or almost where I wanted him.” Cat gave Liddy a sly smile.

“I suppose staying at the estate never bothered him so much after that then?”

“Not at all. In fact, he started acting ridiculously friendly to my father, who had made the invitation permanent when he thought it bothered him. My father thought he was just doing it to get under his skin, sort of like, trying to ‘out tolerate’ the other. Father had no idea his rival was dicking his little girl.”

“And now?”

“I get to tell him my father is ruined. He will like to think about that as I pay the ‘docking fees’.”

“Well, I will reimburse you for that. Thank you for getting us in the 'rich people's' quarter.”

“My pleasure,” Cat said, just before getting out the door after landing, as the ramp was lowered by Kilty and Juno.

Cat ran into the arms of the man and planted a solid kiss on the lips as her breasts pressed into his chest. He smiled after the kiss and they spoke for a moment before Liddy joined them on the dock.

“This is my Captain, Liddy.” Cat said by way of introduction.

“Well met, Captain. I am Lord Lanzon,” he said with a proper bow as he took Liddy by the hand and kissed it.

“A pleasure to meet you, sir, I am most grateful for your generous offer of your private dock.”

“Most welcome. I had noticed all the ships, but didn't think it was quite so crowded.”

“Indeed. But thanks to you, we don't have to park a whole city away from our clients. I hope you don't mind the foot traffic on your property.”

“Not at all. Rather this will make me quite popular. Plus, it affords me another opportunity to find out the kind of woman little Cat has become.”

Liddy wondered how much he knew about all the other men his little Cat had spread her legs for before, during, and after his little time with her, but figured he didn't need to be told. After a few more pleasantries, the Lord guided the ladies to the merchant hall where Liddy posted their services and location. The whole time he discreetly, at least in his mind, touched and groped Cat. That being said, Cat seemed to be enjoying herself. Liddy talked with a few people at the hall, convincing them she was really selling sex. By the time they arrived back at the ship, Hannah was hanging out at the bar. Liddy was pleased to see her taking inventory rather than drinking it.

“Need a restock do we?” Liddy asked as Cat went off with her friend to a work room.

“Yeah, couldn't do it while transporting people, and considering all that was going on, we couldn't really cut anyone off. Should be enough for a short while but I can go pick up some good stuff and have the more generic drink delivered. Still not comfortable working these people so I might as well do something.”

“I appreciate that. Grab as much as you think you will need from the lock box and bring back the receipt. If you need to talk, though, I would be happy to listen.”

“Thanks, I will be fine.”

“Alright then. Buy some groceries while you are out as well.”

While Hannah got some money out of the lockbox, Cat was getting her old friend out of his trousers. Standing over her, he watched as she pulled him free and ran her tongue along his stiffening member. He smiled at the familiar sight of seeing her on her knees with her cleavage on display in her fine dress. Unfamiliar to him was her ability to part her lips and allow him to slide all the way down her throat. He gasped in surprised pleasure as her lips touched the base of his manhood without her eyes ever breaking contact. Her tongue moved in her mouth around his flesh, and he grunted at her to stop before he lost himself so soon. Cat slowly withdrew and planted a kiss on his tip before speaking.

“I remember you telling me I needed to get better at that. How did I do?”

“Marvellous, girl! I didn't think anyone could be that good. Ever.”

“Well, you deserve the best I can do, though perhaps I should save that for later, after you have enjoyed the rest.”

“Those breasts have gotten bigger I think. Show them to me.”

“Always,” Cat replied as she stood up and unfastened her bodice.

Her dress fell away and her breasts were only bare for a moment before they were taken into the hands of her old lover. He gripped them tightly and grinned mischievously before pulling on them hard to put her down on the bed. Cat gasped as she hit the bed with force and lifted her dress as she recovered. Her legs spread wide before wrapping around the man on top of her, who didn't make her wait long before pushing himself inside her. Like the first time and every other time he had done so, Cat mewled out loud like she was afraid she couldn't handle any more of the man within her body. She got louder as he pushed deeper, only to squeal at his withdrawal before a much faster thrust rammed deep into her. Of course, she was far more practised with a great many more men since him, but she knew the ritual they had from back when housing him within her body was a challenge.

He could feel her nails digging into his back, but rather than ease up he pushed on harder to see what his young slut could handle. She was convincingly portraying the young girl he had mounted many times in her younger years, but he knew she hadn’t gotten better without practice. He wondered if she knew that he was aware of the other men she had been with. It had been a game for him, to show up before she went to meet them and make her swallow his seed so when she kissed them, it was with a mouth claimed by another man. One source of frustration was that no matter how he had penetrated her, she was never too spent to seek out the other men. Not once did she elect to cancel her plans because he had spent her lust. He glared intently at the breasts bouncing below him with each thrust, the face contorted with pained pleasure, the throat that struggled to breathe in between gasps that had housed his manhood.

Cat screamed in release at her sudden climax and giggled at how he was still able to satisfy her, even after all the years of experience she had. Then she decided to mix things up a bit and roll him over onto his back and put herself over him. There she slowly rocked her hips back and forth with her hands on his chest. She let his hands settle on her hips, but not letting him control her movements. Frustrated with his lack of control, he pinched her by the nipples and began to pull on them hard. Cat moaned hard but decided not to show any false discomfort. She was going to enjoy it. Bouncing her hips faster as she leant forward, she gave a devilish smile right in his face so she could watch as he grunted and pushed his load through his long shaft and inside her belly. Feeling his fluid inside her, Cat let out a long howl of pleasure as she joined him in climax, but let hers last much longer.

Finished on her own terms, Cat spoke, “Not a little girl you need to teach anymore, am I?”

“No,” He stammered. “You’re…”

“A woman, and I enjoyed the nostalgia, but I felt it was time I claimed you. You always said that the more experienced should always be on top of things. Well, I am on top now, so consider your cock conquered.” Cat moved her hips a bit more to emphasise her point while he was still at peak sensitivity.

“Now, just a minute, I am--”

“What? An old man who thought he could always have power over a girl? Not now, not ever. I know you know how many men I spread my legs for, back when we had our fun. I have had many more since then. But all of you were what I wanted to have. I did it all for me. It’s time you knew that. So now, I am done with you. You want to put yourself inside me again? Pay me.”

Cat got off the bed and towelled herself off before getting back into her dress. She paused at the door, looking back at the man on the bed. “Don't pretend that you won't be paying me. You’re obsessed and I am expensive.”

Cat left the room and saw Liddy waiting just outside. She lifted her hand up with her palm facing Cat who slapped it with a smile on her face.

****

Hannah watched as the old grocer handed the list she had given him to a young girl, who ran off to fetch the food items it had listed. It was painfully obvious from her walk over that the city was largely lacking in men at fighting age. Not that she had any regrets about defending herself, but it was difficult not to wonder if perhaps the old man she was talking to would have given the list to a son. A son who she might have already killed. Or perhaps the older brother of the girl fetching her food, maybe her father. She knew better than to ask.

****

Liddy was pleased when her lounge was full of clients again, and happy to see the excited face of Juno as she led a woman off to use her bedroom. A captain's bed would be a special treat to Juno, and a female client was rare enough that Liddy wanted to make sure she felt prized. Also, the work rooms were full of men so it seemed prudent. She was again struck with the realisation that her ship might actually be too small. Whatever worries she had about running an empty ship, desperate for clients and girls to work, were gone. The problem was that no matter how good business was, it would be a long time before she could purchase a bigger ship. Hope interrupted her train of thought as she lead her first client off the ship.

“Have fun?” Liddy asked.

“Quite. Sex was so hard to get before. Now, I can walk back into the lounge and have another go. This is like a candy land of lust.”

“Glad you think so. Still surprised you are doing it, but I suppose if I were raised in a convent, I would be going a bit crazy without sex.”

Liddy welcomed a new arrival -- who stopped in his tracks the moment he looked into the lounge where Foxy was flicking her tail at a client who was getting up to follow her. “Emberborn?! What disgusting display is this?!” he shouted.

Liddy twitched, almost going for the long, thin blade stuck in her hair. Everyone in the lounge went quiet to stare at the man. Easy was giving a hard glare from the hall, where she had been escorting a client from the workroom.

“Explain this!” he shouted at Liddy.

“They are here for hire. Like any other woman on this ship. Is there a problem?” she asked coldly.

“I will not sully my name by being on a ship with trash. Remove it at once!”

“As you wish,” Liddy replied as she cracked a smile. “Vile! Take the trash off this ship at once.”

The man adopted a smug grin. Until he heard the heavy steps of hooves coming up the stairs. Vile had been downstairs trying to find her least intimidating look. Of course, she used the opposite look by the time she came into the lounge. The powerful-looking she-demon glared at the man with fire in her eyes and frothing from her lips. Not that Liddy doubted any of the on-duty soldier girls could eject the man, but the sight of him being tossed out the door by Vile was satisfying. Liddy felt intensely aroused by Vile, almost more than usual, and gave a nod of friendly jealousy at Inky who had followed her up the stairs.

“What a surprise that you would be tossed out of a place where all you needed was money to get laid!” A voice shouted just outside the door before coming in. “Some people simply don't have any manner…” the man started to say to Liddy before seeing Vile. “I… have no words…” he stammered.

Vile dismissed the fire in her eyes and mouth quickly as she adopted a practised smile, “Words are nice, but money and manners are all you really need. Please sit. Let me get you a drink.”

The man simply nodded dumbly as Vile led him to a seat and got him a drink. Other men stared at her as she did so, until the one behind Easy burst out laughing.

“That was marvellous!” he shouted.

The rest of the men took up a raucous laughter, joined soon by the women as they embraced the levity over the shock. Jokes swirled about the man who was tossed out and the look on his face. Admissions of their own intimidation at the mere presence of Vile coupled with apologies about any offence. Liddy let out a sigh of relief that their stay in the city wouldn't be cut short. Liddy knew their good humour largely lay in the fact that they were revelling in the humiliation of an unliked member of their class rather than in any defence to Vile or Emberborn in general, but it was something.

****

Hannah had to lean over the desk to see the shopkeep sitting on the floor, next to some empty bottles from his inventory and clutching another not-so-empty one in his hand. In his other hand was a yellow paper from a telegram service. She lifted herself over the desk and kicked some bottles out of the way before sitting down next to the man. He regarded her with surprise and anger at first, before she wrapped her arm around him and gave him a sympathetic look in her eyes. He openly wept in her arms.

****

Vile was having difficulty being in the lounge. Everyone would stare at her but go off with other women and simply nodded at her when she tried talking to them. No one actually wanted her services. She would watch the others with clients, how they acted. Easy was the best, she knew how to avoid intimidating them. Emma as well, but she was small enough that she would have had a hard time being anything but non-threatening. No matter how she mimicked them, the clients didn't seem interested. She wondered if her hooves made her look too much like livestock or that her skin was simply too strange. Leira had scales in her skin that sparkled in the light, not the blood-red Vile wore. The sheer purple silk robe she was wearing showed everything she had to offer under it, but it simply wasn't what the clients wanted.

Inky was walking over to comfort her when a client intercepted and put his hand on her bum while the other offered a wad of cash. Taking the money, Inky puffed out her chest and walked with the client to the work room. Walking past Vile and passing her the cash to put in the lock box while brushing her hands across her belly to show some affection. Turning away to put the money into the box, Vile got a sour look on her face as Mari came over to add her payment to the stash.

“Come with me,” Mari whispered.

Vile followed her down the hall to the door where Mari’s client was waiting on the other side.

“What is it?” Vile asked in a hushed tone. “Don't you have a client?”

“He said he likes to wait. Look, when Easy is getting ploughed by men it can twinge some emotions. But she likes it and I like it when I'm getting it. So I enjoy the fact that my girl is getting pleased like she deserves to be. I get her love at the end of the day so nothing they do with her matters. So yeah, Inky is gonna get rammed good and hard right now and smile as he puts his seed wherever in or on her. Then someone is going to do the same to you and she has to deal with that. Now I get it, you want to be the only one pleasing your woman. But she's been with plenty before you, including Hannah, who’s prolly fucked her more than you have. It's not about who’s getting who off. It’s who makes your heart beat faster just knowing them. You fucked Liddy. Did she make your heart beat like that? Or was it Inky? Yeah, get jealous, I get jealous when I see Easy going with someone else, but I use that to fuel my passion when I finally get my hands on her. You are letting it twist your passion into anger. Don't. When all the work is done for the night and you see her naked on your bed, you will take her and show her what she couldn't get with all those men who have been seeding her all day. Any of this making sense?”

“I suppose. I admit that is a part of how I am feeling. Though I am also upset that nobody wants me, and just as she comes to comfort me, a client steals her away.”

“Oh, well I get that. Fine, be annoyed at that. With all this ink, I can scare off a lot of clients myself.”

“How do you deal with it?”

“I don't let the fuckers run away. I tell them how much of a man they are for not being too timid to take a taste. Once their ego tells them to fuck me, I got them right where I want them.”

“That… makes an odd bit of sense. Thank you, get to your client, I will be fine.”

Mari nodded and went into the workroom and addressed her client, “Look who’s ready to ride this bitch.”

****

Inky was a little annoyed that she couldn't have remained to comfort Vile, but the man with his hand under her dress had to come first. She shook her head at her terrible pun in her thoughts. He was kissing her neck and groping her breasts with a free hand. Although she was sure he didn't quite know what he was doing with the hand between her legs, she did enjoy the nips at her neck, and she put a hand on his balding head to make sure he knew it. His hand left her breasts to pull himself out of his trousers as she leant against the wall ready to brace herself. She lifted one of her legs to give him room once he was ready, and Inky was surprised to find herself enjoying the sensation of having a normal man inside her. Happy that the mind-bending pleasure of Vile’s tails hadn't spoiled anything for her. Each thrust inside her pushed her against the wall and her moans filled the room to mix with his grunts.

“Like that do you?” he asked, as if he already knew the answer.

“Yes, thank you so much, sir,” Inky gasped, using the line Hannah had taught her years ago when fucking the nobility.

“Never had a dark-skinned bitch like you before. Show it off.”

Inky wasn't sure if his dialogue was meant to be degrading for thrill or he genuinely regarded her as being lesser for her skin, but she stripped out of her dress all the same as he backed off to lay on the bed. “Hope you like.”

“Yes, get on top. I want you to watch it going in.”

Inky climbed on top of her client, who had to adjust himself a few times with a pillow under his back to get a view over his belly, but he mostly looked at her face as she watched him enter her. Inky admitted she always did enjoy the colour contrast of pale flesh entering hers. Though, she had far more fun when it was Hannah’s pale skin. Vile, on the other hand, didn't contrast so much with her tanned skin even though they were different colours. As she watched herself being penetrated by the man she was bouncing her hips on, she thought more about Vile. It wasn't a single feature or trick that got her heart so in a flutter around her. It was the whole package that made her suddenly climax on the client.

“Knew a primitive like you wouldn't be able to contain herself on a white man. Keep at it. I’m not done yet.”

Inky was too high on the chemicals in her brain from the orgasm to focus on the idiotic things her client was saying. Thinking about Vile during sex with anyone being enough to get her off and enjoy it all. As her focus returned, she was somewhat annoyed that such a mindless asshole was inside her but she couldn't very well beat his ass senseless when that sort of talk was exactly what he paid for. Instead, she decided to finish him quickly and picked up the pace of her hips while pushing her breasts into his face. He had only just begun to lick her nipples when he bit down on them as he lost control and grunted loudly to signal his finish.

“Thank you, sir. May I have more?” Inky asked, knowing full well he'd be done and annoyed he would have to admit he couldn't.

“No, I am done with you. Perhaps I will sample another whore later.”

“The red woman with the horns would be most willing,” she lied. Inky didn't want him with any of her friends, least of all her love, but forcing him to admit he couldn't handle Vile was amusing to her.

“No, not quite my… taste…” he mumbled before leaving.

****

Hannah had never spent so much on booze in her whole life, but left the shopkeep in better spirits having spent the time just being there for him. Giving him a lot of work to do as well as paying well for his business was enough to pull him out of the gutter for a while. They didn't talk about it; nothing she could have said to make anything better. The most Hannah could think of was how she hadn't been the one to kill his loved one, since the notice was far too recent to have been the result of her action.

****

“That's the stupidest fucking swearing I have ever heard,” Leira blurted out as under her breath as she was ever capable of.

“I grew up in a convent,” Hope replied. “Traditional cursing was frowned upon, and there was some rather strong opposition to blasphemy.”

“Yeah I get that, but where did your shit come from?”

“Well, when you say fuck, a lot of the time it means sex -- when it's not some vague, generic meaning. So, the only time in the church when sex is talked about, virginity and chastity are used frequently to surround it. That's why I swear using those words. Hard for a priest to tell you to stop using them.”

“I still think ‘Sweet chastity’ and ‘What the virginal purity’ are pretty fucking stupid sounding.”

“Maybe to you. But the first time I got a priest to blurt it out when I was, ‘fucking’ him, was pretty hilarious.”

“Okay, yeah, that would be pretty fucking funny.” Leira laughed.