Cortia felt the pressure of the collar ease as she began to slowly bob her head upon Thrak's member. She felt relief as she began to work him, the collar rewarding her obedience. So she kept on working, sucking the bulk of his member and swallowing down precum as it came. Her eyes shot wide suddenly as Thrak grabbed her golden hair and shoved her down further. Despite the collar she was nowhere near as skilled as Desira or even Lea, she was a priest after all. However her throat yielded t his assault, Cortia doing her best not black out from the choking.<br/><br/>The Cleric caught her breath again as Thrak released her, panting heavily as her face rested against the Barbarians member. Her face was covered in a mixture of saliva, pre cum, sweat and a few tears from the choking. She was unmoving for a moment, recovering, even as Thrak slapped his shaft against her face a few times. As he spoke she looked up at Thrak, before turning to look at Ariv, giving the dragonborne a lustful gaze.<b>"Yes sir..."</b>She purred, pulling herself away from Thrak and her fellow ladies.<br/><br/>As Cortia approached the Dragonborn she began to strip, her clothes feeling like too much now. Her armour was hastily discarded on the floor, clattering down against the stone noisily. Her clothes soon followed, taking her time and seeming to give the Sorcerer a small show as she stripped for him, her generous bust and ass being shown off to the party once more. By the time she reached Ariv all she wore was the collar and her holy symbol, the rest scattered across the floor.  Without a word the human girl kneeled before the dragon, starting to tug at his clothes so she could get to his exotic member.