Xyveris merely grinned at her.  "You have no safety," it admitted.  "I could do whatever I wanted to you and your brother right now and neither of you could do anything to stop it.  This is my abode.  This is my carnival.  So if I give my word, that is all you have.  So my word is seven breedings, and you both go free.  Just remember, he will stay within the confines of the place as well.  He shall not be harmed, you will even be allowed to see and speak to him.  Perhaps we'll put him in one of the safer acts.  Or merely have him collect tickets."<br/><br/>Xyveris wasted little time, knowing that soon enough she'd be agreeing to the barter that had been offered.  The kilt was removed by a pair of the tentacles, ripped away to reveal him in all his glory.  The cock that hung between his legs wasn't hard, but he was thick and long.  The thing was sure to pass right through her body and into her womb directly!  He stared down at her, waiting for her to say what she was going to do.  "I shall breed you first.  My seed is the strongest, and will give you the benefit of being able to withstand more of the future ones."