your vigorous sucking had an almost immediate effect: Thick streams of hot, sticky liquid quickly filling your mouth, and rough hands pushing you deeper onto the channel leaking the stuff, forcing you to swallow everything, or sully your face and chest by letting it ooze out on the corners, sulling your face and chest in the process. The Fleshseller groaning animalistic as he cums into your mouth, clearly wishing to leave his slowly shrinking member in your mouth for a few more seconds, before returning to reality - and his part of the deal. Reaching into his robe, he produces a small vial with a clear liquid inside.<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: Fleshseller</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I'd love to repeat our deal tomorrow - should you still be alive and breathing of course. Expect me in the early morning. Oh - and a wellmeant advice: don't keep em closed. Use what i gave you and endure. Farewell.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Without another word, he opens the door out, and vanishes while leaving you on your knees, still dealing with the amount of cum he let out, but at least with the vial tightly clad in your fist.<br/><br/>soon after, you are led out of the room, and back into the busy hall by the captain.  You have some very uncomfortable minutes standing out in the open, visible to the crowd, although most of those present are still busy with their own business. You do have too much time though, and thus your gaze wanders around aimlessly, noting the vast majority of humans present, the fact that those of nonhuman origin wear noticeably worse clothing (you included of course, which brings your own state of undress back to your mind) and the fact that, after handing out his scripts and talking with the courier for a minute, the scribe, Rupert  still lingers in the hall, hiding in the crowd and staring at you intensely. You can't really figure if hes still looking at your breasts, or your whole situation, but you are undoubtedly the object of his interest for now.  But before you can do anything, you are occupied by the captain, who has finally finished his business of relaying information. He seems lightly annoyed, as if you'd ignored him. " Hey! Are you even listening?" He almost shouts, but instantly goes quiet again, his voice nothing more than a whisper : " As i said: we need you choice of preferred weapon to hide nearby. Also, you are labled resistant, you are required to act as such. resist on the way to the pillory, scream, struggle, make a scene, i don't care. Just make it seem real. And remember: Everyone expects you to be tied firmly to the pillory. You may struggle and squirm, the know will hold for a bit. but don't put force into this, unless you expect your life to be in danger. Your mission, and thus your usefullness ends when you are found to be working for us."<br/><br/>louder again, he adds while pulling on your leash hard enough to make you stumble: Follow me, Bitch. The Pillory broke convicts stronger, smarter and infinitely more rebellious than you." smiling viciously, he reaches out, tearing your skirt off your hips, and ripping the makeshift fabric holding everything together " You don't need that where your going.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">i think you had the wrong name last post^^</div></div>