The lizard sneered around at the group watching them. Some of them were confused, some curious; a few realised what he was planning from the glimmer in his eye, and were further split between horrified and entertained. It wasn't unnatural for humans and lizards to force themselves upon one another; in times of war it was commonplace for the victors to claim the defeated in every way... Slaves, or simply victims of rape. To the lizards it was a sign of dominance as much as anything, and the larger creatures would often fight to take as many as possible simply to show off.<br/><br/>This was not a war, and Sak-Bak did not act to rape the girl knelt before him, but he quite certainly -was- trying to show off, and to put her in her place. That and... Well, she was soft, and warm, and squishy everywhere it mattered. Already the loincloth he wore stired, and folded aside to reveal the growing, green erection that was psuhing for. He was well hung, especially considering his size, but a cock like that... Slowly more lizardfolk caught on, and gasps spread through the crowd. "On -both- knees, warmblood... With your thighs apart, and your mouth open!"<br/><br/>Janica eyes shot up at him as she recognized what exactly he was up to. Sneaky little bastard, so he was trying to get his nookie after all. Her first reaction was one of anger.  She shot him a furious glance that made it clear that this would not be quickly forgotten. She even considered to bust him right then and there, most likely she would be able to make it out of the camp alive. But then she became again aware of all the tribe watching them intently, their breath held. This was so obscene, so disgusting, so ... kinky, so ... HOT. Being taken here, right in front of everyone. Let's see how good of a fuck the former jailor could deliver, maybe this would be quite the fun and there would not be any need for revenge.<br/><br/>So almost instantly her venomous expression was washed away, and replaced by a polite, opedient smile. "As my master wishes." Her second knee came down, a good distance apart from the first, and she could almost feel how the fresh air tickled her nether lips, only loosely covered by the kilt-like skirt. Her jaw droped somewhat, giving her mouth an almost perfect O shape as she looked up at him again, expectantly this time.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>