The slavers eyes flash for a moment and when Yatari approach with such a rather friendly approach even in such a lewd position he looked at her for a few moments. He blinked a few times before he asked with pure confusion. He seemed to recognize who she was and that she was a close friend.<strong>"I didn't expect to see you outside of the camp. I was just having a bit of private f-uuuuooohh..."</strong>The slaved had continued stroking his cock and slowly engulfed him with soft pink lips. She pulled a strand of blue hair behind her ear to keep herself as immaculate as possible in servicing. Her eyes shut because she wanted to try and ignore this shame in doing this so publicly. However the small dollop of honey between her legs touching the grass beneath her body was proof enough of her secret fantasies in all of this.<strong>"Apologies for the display. But what did you want to talk about?"</strong>He said as curtly as possible given the situation as his eyes cast down at the slave girls still working over his erection. Clearly he was smiling for the reason that she didn't stop. She's a swift learner.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Meanwhile Juliet could not find where Nayla went and she needed to find out what else she wanted to do with her time before the disguise wore off and then she would be exposed in the den of slavers whom might like nothing better to add her into the many that were being sold at the auction. The hobgoblin guards watch the bugbear carefully and the actions she took as she went to searching for something whilst they were none the wiser. Either way she was free to explore the area and keep searching. Her blind searching took her towards the smaller tents where a pack of human bandits were conversing amongst each other, drinking wine and eating fine venison and toasted potatoes and corn husks from their fire pit. They were boisterously laughing about something whilst Juliet drew closer.<strong>"Hah! So one bitch managed to fend off six of you assholes?! Thats hilarious!</strong>one of the other bandits growled and barked out in response.<strong>"Not my fault the bitch was casting curses and fires to keep herself safe! Didn't matter what we hit her with, she was harder to bring down."</strong>Another would laugh and chews on a bit of venison flank on a stick.<strong>"Bah! I doubt you would even know what to do with that crossbow, much less a woman!"</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Lord Melchiah was naught but courteous even with such a breathtaking woman in his lap. She definitely could feel the warmth of her host's loins as he swelled with excitement. It pulled the leather trousers and cloth of his attire and armor taut against his natural urges. However her breasts were free to brush up against the dusk skinned muscles of his chest, nipples pressing into his firm body. His yellow eyes held no fear as he allowed her to embrace him even with the chains used to bind her now around her neck. The Lord was either foolish or incredibly confident.<strong>"Yes I do agree, and as a Queen most beloved by your people I shall hold you to such words."</strong>His right hand came around to behind her neck and gripped the back of the collar for the clasp and speaks an arcane word to dispel the magic within it so that it could be removed safely.<br/><br/>Since her arms were still bound, he used the left to offer her some wine in a fine goblet and slowly tipped it to her lips to allow her to have a drink and let the spirits flow down her tongue.<strong>"Indeed, it <em>is</em> most unbecoming of a slave to be so bold."</strong>He placed the drink down as his right hand still held the back of her neck and lets the collar fall with a resounding clang of metal.<strong>"But for a master whom is confident and sophisticated to enjoy such qualities... Well I imagine it makes for a much more fulfilling idea."</strong>The hobgoblin changes his attentions to her Highness and her aching needs. It was best to help put her in a good mood for this diplomatic opportunity.<br/><br/>Starting with rubbing two fingers along the mound of venus, nestled in between her legs, he allowed the soft pink satin of her being to rub against the tanned and ever smith leather, letting her grind upon him. He reached around to grope her supple backside and squeeze the soft cheeks of her ass to help keep the motions firm.<strong>"As for how I intend to help you rejoin your party. I intend to bind you by your hands to the saddle of my steed, nude, and unable to flee from me as I guide you around. I intend to parade you before the slaves and slavers and let the jarring of my horse, help to impale you upon my turgid cock."</strong>He said now forgoing the etiquette and giving a small bit of dirty talk. His eyes kept upon her own as he continued<strong>"I could think of a few ways in how you could repay me. But first let's see if we can slake our growing lusts."</strong>