'Cutting into his market'? Not likely; unless one is a junkie of it, spine and nerve damage would be the extent of it. It's not like the stuff could regrow limbs, and even then the ganger had shown that steady influx was necessary to keep things going. Likewise, there were always those who wanted the cybernetics, seeing some benefit in them, which is where the largest market was for cybernetics. Doll wasn't stupid by any means; Silverfang was just short-sighted, a rare trait for a long-lived dragon.<br/><br/>On the other hand, Dawn's ass was<em>amazingly</em>tight and warm; made her grunt as the hands went to her hips to aid in riding her. Doll liked how eager she was, so very hungry for it in the ass, just how Doll liked her women. Well, that and willing to bend her over and ride her ass, strapon or cock required of course. Celeste seemed to enjoy her reaming too, though Doll was far more... gentle with her pleasuring of the young dragoness in her arms. Doll's fingers did curl into her slit, rubbing against the top wall, shooting for a lovely little nerve cluster to make her squeal...<br/><br/>Sadly it killed some of her enjoyment with Silverfang's expression of ideology. It was a... problematic mindset; did he not realize that simply setting higher prices didn't mean you'd make more money? Loans kind of worked, if people payed, but the fact is that the people who wanted these things willingly often had the funds to buy them outright, and the ones who<em>needed</em>them often didn't. After all, a certain elven ex-SWAT officer was a testament there.<br/><br/>What made it worse was that he was playing dirty; her 'bleeding heart' he planned to manipulate with his own daughters. That was dirty, quite so... but Doll could work with that dirty. As inspiration hit her, Doll pressed on the dragoness' g-spot firmly as her other hand reached up and grabbed the woman's jaw, firmly pulling her head to one side and then swiftly opening her mouth and digging her teeth into the woman's nape, then<em>slamming</em>her down on her dick over, and over, and<em>over</em>...<br/><br/>Until she growled and flooded Dawn's ass with every last drop of cum she could squeeze out of her. She held the pose for a while, teeth firmly grasping as she held the woman tightly, her eyes showing a rare fire that was not often seen these days, and locked with Silverfang's own silver eyes. Passion... well, that was something that hadn't happened in a while... but then again, it'd been ages since she'd had a sexual encounter quite like this...<br/><br/>When she finally withdrew her teeth - she was sure to have left QUITE a mark, quite a visible one - she licked her lips to check for the familiar taste of blood, if any, and took a deep breath, letting it seep out slowly as she gently began to caress the woman's cheek, and rub her lower belly as she sat upon her cock still...<br/><br/><strong>"Well then... faulty, cheap parts is a little different story... so tell you what, I'll look into it, okay? If it looks like there's a problem, I'll persuade them. If I have to get rough, I will, but unlike your guards yesterday, I plan to act like a <em>professional</em>,"</strong>she managed, a tad breathy, that fire in her eyes slowly fading as her composure returned.<strong>"I still strongly advise <em>against</em> provoking an escalation with the protesters, largely because I can't find anything to actually gain from it, financially or otherwise. Let them protest; they're not actively harming business, and they'll either escalate on their own and you can spin it then, or given that most of them are likely working people, they can't stay away from work indefinitely if they plan to keep their families fed. Or just offer an olive branch, a trade-in discount for upgrading, and explain that the discount is to update to the newer, better constructed models that will require less repairs, and are cheaper to repair if they do break. After all, wouldn't it be unethical to offer outdated parts of poorer construction when you can produce better, more advanced parts that will improve their quality-of-life and cost them less in the long run? It'll make you and the company look good... and that means better business."</strong><br/><br/>She was beginning to figure out how he worked, or so Doll was figuring so far. Perhaps she could use this to her advantage... and my wasn't Dawn fun to caress and hold, seated fully upon her cock with her bowels full of hot spunk... it was... cuddly... fluffy...