“Look here.” Hodge grabbed her face, pushing her mouth into the shape of a big, wet<em>O</em>as he stared at her with hungry eyes. Hodge smiled deviously at the young woman’s contorted face. “That is quite the look, isn’t it, Mhurren?” In a single motion the half-orc bucked his hips against her, thrusting her forward with a little squeal so that she was fully bent over the bar.<br/><br/>“You could feel so good,” Mhurren whispered to her. He stayed pressed up against her, his cock straining against his trousers and pressing upon her firm body. It had been a while since he’d felt the pleasurable company of a woman, and he felt the ache of desire quickly overpowering his senses and his ability to control himself. She smelled so fine and delicate and had such a sweet young body that he desperately desired to possess her; to be that dark thing that breaks her of her innocence. He could only imagine how good she would feel right here, up against the bar, begging him for just a little more of his cock. Mhurren grunted in frustration and backed off, his hands tightly gripping the counter as he forced himself to stay in control.<br/><br/>“Let us see her dance,” came the voice of the man at the other end of the bar. He had leaned back on his stool now, laid the pencil on his ledger. His voice was sweet and distinct, but not high or low in pitch; a pleasing voice that enunciated his every word clearly and deliberately. He had a smile on his face as he took off the wide rimmed hat and laid it on the counter. He pointed to the trio, the gold rings on two of his fingers visible as he pointed. Hodge let go of her face.<br/><br/>“Mhurren, help her up to the bar,” the man said.<br/><br/>Mhurren’s hands grabbed roughly onto her hips and, in a single motion, brought her up so that her feet could stand on the bar. The half-orc looked up leerily at her, while Hodge looked up with bemused interest from behind the bar. The man at the end of the bar looked on at her under his thick black eyebrows, curious and intrigued.<br/><br/>“If you are to work for us to pay your debts, then let us see how you perform, yes?” the man said. He made a motion with his hand. “And take off your clothes. Aletet,” he said, using the Hellanian word for slowly. “You won’t need them anymore.”