<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/Characters/90031511-ebbe-4b70-853d-8fb39e25b4f3_zps2a26dcef.jpg)    </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Arianna Morgan</span><br/>Kitsune Transmuter & Bartender (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178661.msg8519539#msg8519539)<br/>Location: The Guild Bar<br/>Tagging: Amatha, Alanna, Varliss<hr/><br/>Arianna giggled, then gasped as Amatha tongue and hands went to work.  "Did you - ah, push it in slowly, lover," she sighed, her black silk pants magically reducing themselves to form lace stockings and garters and leaving her bare, clean shaven and very wet sex revealed, as well as the dark black calligraphic rune tattooed above it.  "Did you just say '<em>genital on genital contact</em>'?"  She giggled again.  "I wonder what Varliss would say if he knew how willing you were to whore him out, you little bitch...."  Arianna smirked as the final Maid in the center of the room set a bronze dish next to Varliss' head and produced a small white card, quickly writing out<em>"Touching - Five Gold."</em>Several more blank cards remained next to it.<br/><br/>Arianna leaned in closer to Amatha, her hips beginning a slow rhythm against her friend's finger, pressing firmly but still just warming up.  "Are you jealous, little slut?  You want to be blindfolded and displayed and sold to strangers?"  She grinned coyly.  "Then lay on your back on my bar like a good girl, and show our patrons that eager slit of yours while you pleasure me with your hands and mouth."  Finished with the card, the Maid quickly moved to the bar with a trio of black velvet pillows, dropping them in place on the polished oak bar.  It held another blindfold as well, ready to apply once Amatha took position.<br/><br/>Looking over to Alanna, Arianna again quirked a brow in amused challenge.  She eyed the ifrit appreciatively even as her breath quickened from Amatha's tenderness.  "Oh darling, the only thing stopping you from having your way is imagination...join in and do whatever you like with her, although I'll have to charge you a bit since the silly girl wants to try her hand at harlotry..." Arianna grabbed a mug, not quite empty of beer, and set it on the bar next to Amatha, adding a few gold of her own.  "Of course, if you want to pay me<em>back</em>," she stressed the last word, giving her bared ass a suggestive wiggle.  "I've wanted to feel your lips on my ass for a while now."<br/><br/>In the center of the room a few coins clattered into the bronze bowl with a harsh, metallic ring.  A moment later fingers began to trace the patchwork of scars on Varliss' back, accompanied by a disapproving masculine grunt.  "What a waste.  If you were mine to whip, I'd make sure you enjoyed every moment of it."  The Maid continued her massage, slick fingers pressing hard into the muscle in slow, hypnotic movements.  More hands began timidly touching Varliss' thighs through the thin material of her pants, hesitant at first but gaining confidence.  They cupped each cheek, squeezing them as though in wonder before returning to their awkward circling motion.  Finally they moved up, creeping toward the waistband of the pants, clearly expecting to be halted at any second.  Instead, the Maid straddling Varliss shifted position slightly, its invisible cunt tracing a wet line along Varliss' lower back as it moved its weight off the pants to allow them to be pulled down.  The other two Maids, their hungry dampness clenched against each of Varliss' hands, continued their demanding grind at a quickening pace, hands tightening around Varliss' arms as they shivered with pleasure almost in unison.<br/>