<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Xf5DUyb.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yira Firebelly (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=267118.msg13177085#msg13177085)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tavern Wench Outfit (https://i.warosu.org/data/tg/img/0444/68/1451516699348.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>open<br/><strong>MISC:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Yira had expected no actions of any sort when she entered the room and quicker than she could bat her red scaled eyes her wench's dress was shoved aside revealing the semi erect mass that the dragongirl had tried to hide in her skirts. Not truly erect but not fully soft either it was a thick beast freed from it's prison... only to be enwrapped in the rope and tugged further into the room. The wench's face went red as she felt herself responding to the stimulation, slowly her cock filling with blood and raising from it's half sleep. Her long tail closed the door shut as she was pulled into the center of the room by the tall green haired individual. She stared up at this being titled her head as she began to speak. Dirty, perv, slut? Well she knew what two of those words were and they didn't sound particularly bad to the dragon whore. "Ah'm sorrya Master."<br/><br/>She'd had a few dominating lovers before and this one stank of domination. And... Yira took a deep breath. God was that her sex? She licked her chops, the long red tongue easily covering most of her snout. As she was swatted she instinctively obeyed the taller adventure. Not only were they so demanding but this was one of Master Hyscrown's adventurers. She took a sashaying step, swinging her full hips and swaying her tail as she showed off full figure. She stopped after a complete circle, staring up at the other with large green eyes. Eyes that were half closed. "Ah'm sorry if ah offended," she said, her tone humble, the tone of a dutiful servant. "How can ah make it up ta ya?" The dragon's cock was nearing full erection with the help of the rope constricting it. If the green haired adventurer had slipped the rope just a little further onto her cock it would have been on her cock ring. The brass and emeralds a stark contrast to the red and yellow of her scale tones.<br/><br/>With a sharp command she was bade to remove her top and she began to unlace the bodice that she used to help keep her assets under control. After a moment she breathed a sigh as her breasts spilled out of the simple shirt that made up her outfit now. And with a few little steps, designed to help her remove clothing more than to entice, she was free of her top. With her fingers she undid the knots and let her skirt fall to the ground. She lowered her eyes demurely. "Ah haven't anythin' ta offer a powerful adventure such as yerself fer my slight, whateva it coulda been." It wasn't uncommon for Yira to offend someone with her simple speech and forward attitude she'd grown used to offering forgiveness for her slights and merely assumed this one had taken offense with the way she'd been forward to his friends. While she'd been hoping to pleasure one of the ladies, who were all men!, she licked her lips, she could feel her nether lips moistening. She could certainly go for a summer sausage. Her gaze drifted to the other one's crotch, cocking an eyebrow that there was no movement. Was... was this one one of the ones that'd been removed from pleasure forcibly?