The tower renovation site isn't exactly on the main thoroughfare of Graytown, but that works in its favor. The causeway between is the only access, which makes it easier to know exactly where the construction workers will be coming and going - and when they're coming out, they'll have money as they're paid daily wages. There are two tent camps at the mouth of this path - one for the workers that find it easier to stay close to the job site, and one for those selling food and services to them. There's a laundry, semi-private baths, many food stalls and plenty of prostitutes.
Cerise has set up her own little tent in the appropriate section. It has a bedroll (that can be replenished from an extra bundle of blankets) a lamp and small box for her clothes. As is the custom, her body is her advertisement: the prostitutes stand naked outside their tents to show they're open for business. Well, naked save for one very specific adornment: a belt with a leather coin pouch. There's a handy slot in the top of the pouch as well, which usually has a number on it to indicated the base price of services. Some of the professionals charge as much as ten shekels, but they are all well-groomed Eeee, mostly women. There is only one Naga and one Fnerf, but several Vartan women. Cerise is the only Skreek at the moment.
And Cerise is mostly naked, save for ther various piercings, including a distinctive thin chain that loops between her ears through her nose. The ends attach into the large grommets that perforate those skreeky ears. It's nothing if not distinctive. The rest of her adornments are simple bars that accentuate bits of her anatomy, and her pay-belt. It's price is, well, rather low - the base price for her services is two shekels. But then she's a skreek and they're known for being both dirty, and cheap. She's slinking about just outside her tent door, hips in full sashay. This helps conceal the fact she's worried. This is a risky gambit, if the right people take the bait she will be in a life-threatening situation!
There's a loud whistle from the worksite, and it seems to be a signal to everyone in the service camps to get ready. It's still nearly a quarter hour before the first of the workers reach the area. They're mostly Eeee, with a few Vartans and Fnerfs but quite a bit of Nagai. The Skreeks are a smaller contingent, most likely employed to explore and map out the ruins and negotiate tight spaces. None that Cerise sees are the big and brawny types. They tend to move in a group, and haven't noticed the new whore yet.
Cerise eyes the group. The dangerous ones aren't likely other skreeks .. but who can tell. She'll work the job until the right bite comes. Until then, well, it's just some messy fun. So, the ratty whore slinks over, a bit away from her tent, to try and position herself closer to the path they'll cross, and hopefully see her. "Hey there," she purr-rumbles in a soft and sultry voice to those workers approaching. "Anyone looking for an in credible, and affordable, time?" Her tail flicks 'just so', and she stands, legs parted enough to at least give a glimpse of her 'goods'.
This causes a bit of a pile-up as the lead Skreeks come to an abrupt stop, resulting in a chain reaction of trips and oofs. All of the men have the Streets Below look - dark colors, and showing signs of inadequate childhood nutrition, along with some scars and missing teeth. They're probably all from Rat Town originally. Some of them gape at Cerise though - no doubt the healthiest looking Skreek girl they've ever seen. "'Ow much?" the one in the lead asks. He looks older than the rest, but not much older than Cerise. The youngest is nearly a head shorter.
"Two shekels for th' staight and simple mount," Cerise says with a lewd sort of grin upon her lips, then licks them as she eyes the skreeks. "Three if you prefer it done with my mouth, and four if you want to use the back door. Any combination comes with a ten percent discount. Special requests are negotiable ... and I rarely turn down any request, no matter how unusual or dirty."
There's a sudden huddle of the men, as they seem to discuss things. Then there's a squeak, and one of the younger rats is pushed forward, clutching three coins. He starts jabbering, and the 'lead' rat puts on an arm around his shoulder and walks him up to Cerise. "This is Brant," he says. "Never been wi' a girl. E's shy. Three shekels if you show 'im the ropes."
Cerise arches her brow and looks down at the young rat. "Oooooh, fresh meat?" she teases, grinning. "Sure, three is fine for breaking in a new skreeky to the pleasures we can enjoy." She holds out her hand to Brant, then asks, "Come with me?"
It takes a moment for Brant to figure out which hand to use, the one holding the coins or the one clutching his chest. A thump on the back from the pack leader gets him to take Cerise's hand with his free one. "Yes'm," he whispers.
Grinning, Cerise stakes Brant back towards her tent. "So, since it is your first time, you get to pick. Nethers, mouth, or bum? Which would you like to be your first experience with a lady?" she asks him. "Or ... all three? I'm willing to offer all three if you think you can handle it..."
This elicits a whine of indecision. "Uh.. which is normal-ist?" the ratling asks. "I don't wanna hafta deal wi' anything.. you know.. fancy.." He keeps clutching at his shirt, as if he wants to stuff it into his mouth to avoid talking more. "You're very pretty!" he does blurt out though.
"Well, all of them are normal for me," Cerise claims, "But hmmm, perhaps mouth for you. I can control things so you don't pop too quickly. I want this to be an experience so you'll come back!"
"And that'll make me not a virgin?" Brant asks. "They tease me 'bout it.. that the Nagas will want to eat me and stuff.."
"Ah, well, mostly. I know, I'll use my mouth so you get the experience, and when you're ready to pop, you can stick it in me. That way you can claim to no longer be a virgin," Cerise offers as she guides him into the tent, then closes the flaps behind them. "Just hand me the money and we'll get started..."
The boy thrusts out the hand with the coins, as if they were burning coals. "Here!" he squeaks. "What's your name?"
"Cerise," the skreek claims as she takes the coins and deposits them into her belt slot. The whore then drops to her knees in front of the boy and while whistling playfully, she starts undoing his pants. "Y' don't need to be so nervous. I don't bite. Not without a bit of extra cash..."
"Bite? Teeth!" the rat squeaks in alarm, finally realizing what's about to happen. "Why does your name sound like candy?"
"Right now you're the candy," Cerise claims as she gets his pants off and wiggles her fingers in delight. She leans right in and licks the skreek from his danglies to his tip. "Now, just relax and enjoy, hmm" she purrs up at him ... then gets down to her business. The good thing with this approach is she really can tell how close or not the boy may get and can back off to prevent anything premature ... all the while working over the poor boy's bits like they were a very special treat for her. That bar in her tongue is likely being a special treat for him!
Brant has to close his eyes and ball his fists.. and still bounces on his toes and lashes his tail though. It isn't clear if he's still scared or not, but he first tries holding his breath, then has to hyper-ventilate afterwards! In just the first few minutes, Cerise has had to slow things down several times to avoid an early end to the fun.
Cerise pays attention and slows down where necessary until things calm down. She's fully intending to draw this out as long as possible. Perhaps until he begs her to finish, even! She doesn't just lick, either, her fingers delicately play along his legs and with his dangly bits ... and even strokes his tail now and then!
"This.. this won't kill me right?" Brant asks, gasping. His legs have been shaking for some time now. "I mean, it can't, can it?"
"Of course not. It should just make you feel good," Cerise claims as she now gently tugs the skreek down to her. She pushes him gently so that he's sitting, then she straddles him, waving her nethers slowly over what shall soon impale her. "Ready?" she coos at him, cupping his cheeks with her hands, her nose a mere inch from his.
"How do I know?" Brant asks in a panic, as if this were a really important question. "I.. don't think it's going to get any bigger.."
Cerise lowers her hip slowly and the boy finds part of himself gliding nicely into someplace warm and very wonderful! It's also then that she tilts her head and kisses him, using her teeth to lock their jaws together playfully. Her hips then roll strongly as she clenches down with impressive muscle control. She isn't going to slow down or hold back this time!
"Mmmmff!" Brant manages, before realizing it's best to just not resist. He finally decides to use his hands too, feeling over Cerise's curves. His tail does curl up though.
And Cerise rumbles. Sure it's unlikely she will get to any peak with this, but that's okay. Her job is their pleasure, not hers after all. And so she lets the rat feel her up however he wishes while her hips roll insistently and with the way her nethers can grip, it's like she's trying to milk the poor boy!
Something does finally 'click' in Brant, and he starts moving his hips too! Before long he's leaning forward and trying to get Cerise onto her back.
Cerise rolls back and lets the boy take the top. "Good boy," she coos at him after breaking the kiss, encouraging him to continue. "Mount and breed the ratty. There we go..."
Brant gets his hips going, and kneads at Cerise's breasts. Mave didn't end up dying the nipples to hide the Dagger mark though, figuring it wouldn't be noticed immediately, and with the chain it really didn't matter if Cerise stood out. But then Brant bites down and suckles!
Cerise squeaks! This surprised her! Of course soon that squeak becomes a rumbling purr of enjoyment! She kneads at his back as he suckles and those hips of hers never stop moving, nor does her expert nethers stop gripping.
It's easy to tell when Blakat's blessing kicks in. Brant starts to make more feral noises, and really starts thrusting. He releases soon after, but doesn't stop.
Cerise tenses up and bears down hard on him when he peaks! But when he doesn't stop she starts shivering. It's not too much longer after the rat really goes at her that she peaks too and cries out, squirming and squeaking!
Brant keeps up the feral rutting, even though it's hard to tell if he's even enjoying it. After Cerise's own peak, he does pause for a moment.. to turn her over and pull her up onto all fours before starting again. He bites down on the scruff of her neck and grabs her shoulders, using the extra bum-cushion and leverage to try even harder. But he's not getting the milk this way, so the sex-crazed effect begins to wear off slowly.
Cerise goes over! She likes being on all fours anyway ... it also means she can do a bit of guiding. After a few more sex-crazed thrusts of his, her hips dip and she gets him to impale her backside instead! That ... isn't quite so pleasurable for her, but she's hoping it'll wear him out quicker and it doesn't feel bad, just different! "Right, don't let them nurse," she remembers a bit too late.
The tactic, with the extra tightness involved, does slow the boy for a bit, until he shudders and moans. Not a full release, so soon after the first, but certainly enough over-stimulation to trigger a dry one. After he falls forward onto her back, he gasps, "Did I do it right?"
"Oh honey, you did perfectly," Cerise purrs in bliss. She squeezes a bit differently, but squeezes what's in her nonetheless! "You'll be an amazing lover to the right girl some day."
"I will?" Brant asks, still unsure if he's supposed to pull out or not, since Cerise is still doing things. "Umm.. are you pregnant now? The others always got pregnant and left.."
"Nah, I take precautions against that. Being pregnant would make my job too hard," Cerise claims and relaxes so the boy figures out she's done.
Brant pulls out, and looks down to see if anything has changed. But of course it all still looks the same, just wet. "Oh, the milk.. yeah, I heard that nursing means you don't get pregnant.." he says. "I think. I didn't think I'd be so tired after this though.. I didn't hurt you or anything?"
Cerise rolls over and sits up. "Yes, the hormones I take make me all milky, but no preggers," the skreek claims and nods. "And nope, nothing hurt. That was fun!" She giggles and kisses his cheek. "Come back anytime you have more money, hmm?"
Brant breaks out in a big smile, and nods! "Yes'm!" he promises, and tries to get his pants on before leaving the tent.
Cerise does about cleaning up anything that dribbles out from the experience with a quick cloth. She waits a bit after the boy leaves and saunters back out for more work. "You know, worst case I could just take this up as my real job. It is rather fun," the skreek thinks. A bit of Nikky there, the sluttiness leaks.
There are still about five older Skreeks waiting outside, but it's pack leader that holds up some coins first and smiles.
"What's your pleasure?" Cerise purrs at him and extends her hand.
The man takes her hand and says, "Oh, I'm pretty set in my ways, so nothing special." He follows her into the tent and hands over the coins before he starts to undress. "I might be a bit rusty."
"Well, good thing for you that my excerises focus on sharpening," Cerise counters as she draws up to the male rat and strokes along his chest and back while he's trying to undress. "Face to face, or all fours?" she whispers in his ear.
"Face to face, if you can stomach me mug," the man says. He then wraps his arms around Cerise and kisses her.. gently. He's very gentle all around, and isn't even at full mast after several minutes of tending to Cerise. This is a man who has or had a wife, from his manner!
Cerise doesn't even have time to reply to that comment, so she demonstrates that she assuredly can. She kisses right back and continues to let her hands explore him gently, coaxing and encouraging him to become full. It's a lot of gentle play, exploration, kissing, and tender licking. Eventually, though, Cerise is sitting in his lap with him buried nicely inside her. "Oh yeah, I think I could do this for a living," the lady-rat thinks, "Instead of just pretending." With the boy it was frentic, with him it's actual love-making.
About halfway through, when he starts to pick up the pace, he keeps calling Cerise 'Berry' and nuzzles at her neck with affection. And Cerise actually peaks before him, and it's definitely not the same as the more frenetic ones. The man finishes not long afterwards, and keeps holding onto Cerise tightly.
"I wonder who was Berry?" Cerise thinks as she holds the skreek and strokes along his back so. It wouldn't be polite to pry, but she does guess it was probably once his wife. "S'nice when you get a real gentleman as a client. Doesn't happen very often," the whore remarks kindly to him. "You get a discount for that; the kindness was worth more than the shekels, mmm?"
The man pulls back enough to look at Cerise in the eyes. His own are a bit moist. "You keep it," he says. "You aren't from Babel, are you? Probably saving up money to get back home?"
"Yeah, from Chronotopia originally. Came on a trade run, got stranded," Cerise claims, "But I'll get back some day, by working on my back, hmm?" She grins, her eyelids crinkling. "It's a job and I get to meet some great people and make them happy."
"Well, don't let this place grind ya' down," the man says, still hugging. "You need anything, even just a safer place t' sleep, you come over to the other camp and ask for Tomin, eh?"
Cerise nods firmly. "Will do!" she chirps as she slowly lets go of the man.
"I'll send in the next one if you're up to it," Tomin says as he gets dressed again. "Your name's Cerise right? Brant was a little babbly."
"Cerise, after my hair," Cerise says and nods. "And yeah, I'm up for the next one. Great thing about being a skreek, we're almost always ready for it!"
"Only if ya eat well," Tomin claims with a wink, and heads out.. only to be replaced almost immediately by the next one. He's younger, but still looks like he's been around thanks to a scar on his head that make it look like someone went at him with an axe. He's got two coins as well, and most of his teeth when he smiles.
Cerise also makes an effort to clean up again. She doesn't want to be, well, too sloppy got her customers. "What's your pleasure?" she asks of the scarred rat as she spawls out and spreads her legs a bit lewdly.
"Can I feel your hair first?" this one asks. "Or brush it?"
"Oh absolutely," Cerise agrees and sits up.
With Cerise's own brush in his hand, the new john sits behind her and gently brushes her hair. "'S a pretty color," he says, "You're really pretty too." He then.. sings to her. It sounds like a lullaby, and she can't be sure that he's thinking about her as he brushes.
"Did he have a daughter?" Cerise has to wonder, the behavior is certainly indicative of it. She leans back against the skreek and hums along to his singing and enjoying the gentle brushing. Hair brushing is surprisingly calming.
Eventually the brush is set aside, and the man's hands begins to wander and fondle. He also apologizes for being ugly - his name is given as 'Hardhead' which seems appropriate. And like Tomin he wants things to be face to face. His lovemaking has bit more of a desperate feel to it, but is still tender. It might be a theme - the Skreeks can get sex from the Eeee, probably. But they want intimacy.
Intimacy is something Cerise knows how to provide, and does. She tells him repeatedly he isn't ugly at all and guides the lovemaking to to feel so desperate, that Cerise wants it and the money is, well, secondary. Like the others she focuses on him and works to make him feel good, inside and out.
The man certainly seems.. lighter.. once things conclude. And like Tomin, Hardhead offers Cerise sanctuary in the other camp if she ever feels nervous or afraid. His tone has a certain seriousness to it. He even asks if she'd like someone to watch over her at night.
"Well, not yet. I want to seem opening and welcome," Cerise tries to claim, "But if problems start, well I'll reach out for help. Promise." She hugs the skreek firmly, too.
"Don't hesitate," Hardhead says, then kisses Cerise on the forehead before leaving.
And it's cleaning up again! One does get a bit dribbly after a number of sexual moments. She has new respect for the cleaning techniques of the Yodhinala. But even those can only do so much; her tent and her both have a 'skreek and sex' smell to it now.
There are still three Skreeks waiting outside.. where they apparently had their supper. Two of them look identical, right down to placement of their dark and light patches. The third looks similar as well, but slightly older.
"Who's next?" Cerise rumbles as she exists and presents herself with a cock of her hips. "And tell me, what's your pleasure?" she purrs, smiling seductively.
The older one gets up first, and says, "That'd be me, Valiant." He gestures to the other pair, and introduces them as "Fazel and Hazel, my younger brothers. They can wait though!" He smiles, showing that he hasn't lost any teeth, and shows his two coins.
Cerise takes the money and drops it into her pouch. Then she takes Valiant's hand and guides her into the tent. "So, tell me, what do you want from this ol skreek, hmm?" the whore asks and wiggles her backside at him.
"Ye' don't look all that old t' me!" the young man says, hurrying to take his clothes off. "I'd like to jus' feel you first, if dat's okay?"
Cerise runs her hands through her hair so that she stretches upward to put herself on display. "Feel away," she says and winks.
The Skreek starts running his paws over Cerise. "Never seen such.. decoration," he mutters, checking the grommets and bars.. and looking really surprised when he brushes over the lower studs. "Do they mean anything? How do you not be sneezing all the time from the chain?"
"I got them for a dare, and they turned out to be fun. They make a roll in the hay even better," Cerise claims as she wiggles about. "And once you have a couple, you start wanting more. Anyway, Tyhey don't mean much more than I have made a few questionable choices." At that she giggles.
"Heh, good!" Valiant says, and then pulls Cerise down onto the bedroll. "I take option.. uh.. four," he says playfully, licking Cerise's nose before burying his muzzle between her legs.
Cerise squeaks! She surely isn't going to complain. Though she's not pristine down there anymore, she did clean up some. It's nowhere near what, say, Gorphat is like when someone does that to her. She reaches down and strokes the rat's head!
Valiant's hands still work to squeeze and tweak breasts and bum, and he is very good with his tongue, finding all the really sensitive spots. He seems to be down there for the duration!
Cerise tries to manuver the man a bit and if she can, she'll get him turned so that she's able to suckle on him while his tongue works on her! That way they both get something out of it. And she has to admit, having a tongue down there is a nice change of pace from how she usually feels down below.
Despite her efforts, Valiant keeps her where he wants her! He does pause to say, "Ye kin move afta I make ya pop." And then he's got his nose and tongue back to work. Cerise didn't know a Skreek nosepad felt so nice against Inala's Orb, especially with the twitching and slight tickle of the whiskers.
Cerise squeaks in protest, but then gives up and lays back and lets him do his work! This means her eyes droop closed and she bathes in the lovely sensations and makes all sorts of cute squeaky noises and squirmings.
It's certainly not what she expected for this particular job. But clearly this is something Valiant really likes - and she can see why. Part of the thrill is the sense of control, after all, and this is one way for Valiant to exert it that doesn't involve ropes or violence. Or maybe he just really likes the taste of it? It's certainly one way to be sure the woman isn't faking!
And at this point Cerise is smekking very musky down there! So he'd best like the taste. It's a bit of time before her body shudders involuntarily and she's riding that peak of pleasure and extacy. It also means she makes quite a bit of rukus with the squeaking and crying out!
And just when it seems like too much.. he sticks his tail into the back door for a little extra boost at the last moment. Once Cerise calms down a bit, the rat sits up and licks his lips, then mounts Cerise. He grabs her by the ankles and pushes them nearly to her shoulders, causing her hips to arch quite a bit. And he really goes at it, panting from the effort.
The tail makes her grunt loudly, but she likes it! Her backside wiggles about encouragingly too, at least as long as she's allowed to move. Once he's pushed her back and mounted her, though, her movement is very limited. It's also good she's flexible so that her back is only a little sore from this instead of immensely sore. "Agressive bugger!" she thinks when filed beneath her tail and between her nethers.
It doesn't last for long though, since everything up to that point had just been building up pressure. Valiant's fountain is more of a geyser, if a short one, and the Skreek's face contorts as if he's having a stroke! But he's quick to release Cerise's legs afterwards, and rest his head between her breasts.
Cerise grunts long and loud when Valiant releases! She already peaked, but it still feels good to have the flood released within her. She lays there, panting. Shakily, she pets along the back of his neck as he, and she, recovers.
"Eeee girls never let me do that," Valiant murmurs. "Don' wanna admit to gettin' pleasure from a rat, y'know?"
"Hah, then they're missin' out," Cerise says with a grin. "Skreeks like it down and dirty. Exciting."
Valiant sits back up and grins. "My brothers'll want to take ye' to the baths," he says. "I kin keep watch on yer tent, don' worry. Anything happen t'you or yer stuff, Tomin would cut off me ears."
"The baths? So, both at once, eh?" Cerise says as she gets up. "If you keep watch, then sure, I;m came for a double-ride!"
Valiant winks. "I'll don't need to wash up yet meself! Gonna enjoy the aftertaste and scents til ye get back," he says.
"Yeah, nothing quite like the scent of a good rut, is there?" Cerise says with a wide and toothy grin. She gets up, salutes Valiant, then slips out to find the brothers.
Fazel and Hazel are still outside, looking a bit fidgety. Maybe the sounds put them on edge. They do both smile at Cerise when she emerges though. "Uh, did you say there was a special rate for.. two at once?" the one on the right asks.
"I didn't say that, but there is now, Five shekels," Cerise says and puts her arms around the shoulders of the twins. "One gets back, the other gets front. Both will enjoy."
"Five?" the second one asks with a squeak, and pulls out his coin pouch. The brothers pool their money, and do some math. "Still enough for the big tub, I thinks," the first one says, while the other scratches his head. "Could you shave off a shekel for getting a free hot bath?" the second asks Cerise hopefully.
"I'll shave off two," Cerise offers. "Deal?"
"We could get the good soap then," first brother notes, and they both nod and kiss Cerise on opposite cheeks simultaneously. "Deal!"
And Cerise grabs each rat's butt, one cheek in each hand. "To the baths!" she squeaks. "And one slippery-good time!"
The twins lead Cerise towards the steamy area, where they approach the Eeee sitting on a stool at the entrance. There are some cloth partitions separating the baths, but they providing a minimum of privacy since everything is still open to the air. Proctors patrol the areas as well, making sure nobody's clothes or other items 'wander off' while they're bathing. Most of the baths are little more than barrels though. "We'd like the Fnerf tub please," Fazel or Hazel tells the Eeee at the front. "You two again?" he asks. "I know the water ain't safe down below, and you prolly never had a proper bath til you got here.. but yer gonna wash all yer fur off at this rate."
"Big tub, with extra towels and the fatty soap that don't burn s'much," the other rat adds, holding up the coins.
"Come here a lot?" Cerise asks the twins, then looks curiously at the Eeee.
"Well, baths is.. nice," one of the twins explains to Cerise. "Nicest we ever had. All warm and smelling nice, and getting lathered and groomed.."
"Okay, fair point," Cerise has to concede, though she does find it a little odd. Is this the trap? Could be, but doesn't seem like it yet. She'll play along.
The Eeee yells to 'Burt' about filling the big tub. "Go on in, pick yer towels and all," he says, after taking the Skreek's coin. "Burt will fill 'er up, but it will take a bit."
"Thankee flappy-bat," Cerise says to the Eeee, all smiles.
The twins practically drag Cerise along! There's a table full of wooden buckets, and the boys grab two of them. Then there's the soap table, where they spend considerable time checking the lumps. They sniff them, feel them, and so forth until they're satisfied enough to put them into the buckets. Then it's off to the towels! The baths share a border with the laundry, since they both need hot water and it's easier to share the plumbing. Again the twins seems picky, preferring the whitest, fluffiest ones.
Cerise follows along! She finds this very strange, but she helps them out ... even with the sniffing and the soap fondling to offer her own opinions on which to pick. Towels too! Heck, if this isnt a trap, it's going to be a great bath, that's for sure! She giggles and jokes along the way too ... also tail-pinches.
The rats are all giggling a bit when they reach their tub. It's big, Fnerf-sized, and obviously started life as a barrel. Now it's half a barrel, but it must have been a really big barrel. A regular-sized barrel is carried by Burt the Fnerf, which he uses to dump hot water into the big tub. The twins hurry to get their clothes off. "We gotta get in while it's fillin'," one explains. "To get under the pour!"
Cerise is already naked, so she's quickly clambering into the hot tub! It feels nice, too! So much better than slime-worm bathing to say the least. "Oh yeah, this tub works," she purrs as she grabs at the twins to try and pull them in with her!
There's more laughing as all three end up in a pile, and then Burt dousing them with a barrel full of hot water! Of course once the pouring is finished, there's a bit of a chill since the air is a bit brisk, but not as cold as it is in the upper parts of the city.
There's also squirming of wet rats as Cerise gropes the pair playfully and wiggles all about in the hot tub of water. She looks so ... streamlined when wet! It also gives away she isn't completely toned and has a bit of a pudge, but that's okay, it's ratty.
The twins counter-attack.. with tickles! The seem intent on overwhelming the girl before the next barrel is dumped on them.
Cerise goes 'eeeek'! Quite well! She seems to be overwhelmed, though it may be her faking it. She's surely having fun, though.
After two more barrel dumps, the water is deep enough that actual washing can begin! The boys grab for the soap and start lathering up Cerise while the water is only up to their knees. This is also their chance to feel her up, but there are still tickles and nuzzles along the way.
And Cerise behaves herself for the time-being. Meaning she lets them soap her up and grope ... and only has to squirm a little when they tickle. Granted she also uses this time to sneakily get good grips on the rats, er, endowments.
With the grabs come the offerings of soap! Now that Cerise is all sudsy, it's her turn to lather up the boys.
Cerise accepts. She clutches the soap to her chest and cackles ... a little. Couldn't resist, Nikky influence. Then it's onto the soaping! Oh, the vigourous soaping. She's using it to the point the pair each start looking like giant soap monsters. It also doubles as something to lubricate with as she's using her tail coiled around one of the rat's bits to stroke at it, and her hands on the other. They must have been very dirty there with the amount of work she does.
The one getting attention from her tail decides to go a little further, taking Cerise from behind while she works on his brother. The soap helps, certainly, even if it does lead to a lot of bubbles.
The surprise entrance causes her to squeak, and the angle plants the rat frimly beneath her tail. She looks over her shoulder, grins, then turns her attention on the one in front of her. While her hips roll to work with the one behind her, she clears off the soap on the rat's nethers in front of her, then her head dives down and she's soon suckling on that one firmly!
There's a squeak from the one in her grasp, and then Burt calls, "Heads up!" just before rinsing them all off with another water delivery. There's a pop and some bubbles as the one behind Cerise gets knocked over by the deluge, laughing wildly!
The deluge makes Cerise sputter and laugh as she collects herself from the sudden drench and dismounting! She's stuck giggling wildly for a bit herself. But, once she recovers she goes right back to suckling on one of the twins and waves her backside at the other.
"Gotta switch!" the knocked over one says, and the other gathers his wits long enough to pat Cerise on the head.. "Yeah.. gotta share and.. not go too fast! Just gettin' started!"
Cerise then spins about! She makes sure the other is very cleaned off down there given she knows where it has been, then starts nursing on him! Now the first twin is having a ratty behind waved at her invitingly.
This time the brother at the behind goes for the front door, but only for a minute or two! The other also stops Cerise before things can go too far! They want to play in the water as much as get laid, clearly.. it's all about having the most fun possible! Which means water fights, wrestling and lots of groping.
Cerise follows their lead. Sure there is various periods of penetration, nursing, and heavy petting. There's also a lot of tickling, water splashing, and general goofiness abound. Her worries about this being a trap have faded by this point. This pair just doesn't seem the type to go after whores for some death-dungeon. There's probably as much water inside the tub as outside it with the way these three are roughhousing.
There's also a bit of an audience.. although mostly in passing, as people go to and fro from the other tubs. Eventually, after some tussling, one of the brothers gets his arms under Cerise's armpits, and hoists her up out of the water. While he nibbles on her neck and massages her breasts, the other one lifts her legs up, until he's got her by the hips. He enters her the traditional way, and finally starts really mating, even though he's got her heels resting on his shoulders.
Cerise ... doesn't mind! Sure, she doesn't have much control, but it still feels really good and her hips roll back in kind as much as she can afford to move them. The other brother she deals with by arching her head back to nibble and lick under his chin.
The first one peaks fairly quickly, and then everything gets repositioned. Cerise is leaned back against the edge of the tub as the other one gets his turn, and he seems to want to keep her in a kiss the whole time.
Cerise feels the peak and chitters in appreciation! She doesn't peak hard herself, but her muscular control means she can sure make him enjoy his! When things switch up, she wraps her arms and legs around the other and embraces the kiss eagerly. Tongue-war while she is violated below, seems a fair trade to the rat-whore! Soon enough she's now peaking hard and squeaking around that kiss.
There's still no way to tell the twins apart, but this one lasts a little longer. There's also a lot of water sloshing as a result. He peaks with a bit more effort, and some grunting, but he nearly collapses onto Cerise when it strikes.
Cerise also welcomes it! The rat must be a mess inside by now, but eh, it's part of being a skreek! When the twin starts to collapse, she has to quickly unwind her limbs and try to hold him upright ... partially so she doesn't go down too. "Okay, yeah, I think I really like this job," Cerise thinks. "I owe Mave a few apologies."
The previous twin grabs Cerise from behind and spins her around for a kiss. His kneading of her rear becomes a lifting, as he manages to get her up so he enter her again, but she has to wrap her legs around him if he's going to support her for any length of time.
This is a surprise! Cerise's legs wrap around the twin and she starts to ride him again!
And the brother that just finished seems ready again already as well, as he wraps his arms around Cerise to grab at her breasts.. then enters her from behind. The two boys adjust their stances.. then they start up in sync of course. When one nibbles the right side of Cerise's neck, the other is working the left side. But it's the double 'bounce' that is unique. These boys certainly plan to get their money's worth.
Cerise ... isn't usually entered in both of her bottom possibilities! It sure feels dinstinct and unique. Also, she now feels like she charged too little for this, they scammed her! She also cannot do much but sit back and enjoy all their attentions.
At some point, they actually manage to switch front and back, but it's done smoothly enough that Cerise barely notices. Doing construction work clearly builds muscle, since the twins have no problems lifting and handling Cerise. They even manage to twist her sideways just enough that they can both nurse on her.. which of course leads to even more energetic vertical rutting. It isn't until the water starts to cool that they begin to slow down - apparently they weren't going to have another peak, they just wanted to do this together with someone! Or like their older brother, they like to make the girls squeal and squeak.
Squeal and squeak Cerise does. She also peaks several more times; apparently the double penetration stimulation does something to really stimulate her! It's also exhausting! But, she enjoys it, from the from the nursing to everything else. Part of her is grateful, though, when they seem to be winding down.
They actually carry her out of the tub like that! But have to pull out to get her back on her feet.. only to attack her with the towels!
Out they come with a twin squelchy pop! She shivers ... but is soon squealing and batting at them as they assault her with the towels! She'll be a poofy mess.
Well, poofy at least! She'll definitely need to go at her hair again with the brush, but at least it's out of her face. The used towels are laid on on the ground so Cerise can sit down, but as the boys dry off they're still clearly aroused. The first one done pounces on the girl, and reaches his second peak after a flurry of thrusts.
And Cerise deals with the second one completely with her mouth while one has pounced and is going at her! She's taking the role of a dirty, slutty, rat quite seriously it seems! All her worries are gone for now, she's just having a time of it. She also really thinks she charged too little for these two!
Both brothers are quickly done in, and are moving a bit slow as they try to get their pants on. Only then do they ask Cerise, at the same time, "So, which of us was the best?"
"Yer both equal. Also, I charged you too little for that," Cerise says with a giggle. She's still licking at her lips a bit from the last peak. She can almost guess what he has been eating from the taste, spooky. She's a bit wobbly, but gets to her feet. "Well, I best be getting back t' my tent," she says.
The twins escort her back, of course.. there are few bits of applause as they pass the other tubs as well. Valiant is still sitting guard outside of the tent when they arrive. "So, did they behave themselves?" he asks Cerise when they arrive.
Cerise waggles her hand. "Mostly," she claims, "They also got away with a steal of a deal from me. But hey, it was fun! Thank you for looking after my stuff." She then ducks in to grab a brush and go to work on her hear to tame the poofy mess.
"Well, gotta welcome ye to the neighborhood," Valiant says, then gets up and leads the other two off across the 'road' towards the worker camp. Both of the twins wave and blow kisses at her too.
Cerise waves to the departing skreeks! "Don't be strangers! I'll be open for alla ya!" she calls out after them. The skreek resumes her post outside of her tent as she brushes her hair and fur out slowly. And wow, does she feel sticky inside!
"Don't suppose you offer a professional discount?" a smooth Eeee voice asks from overhead.
Cerise's head tilts, then she looks upwards. "Might," she chirps, "Depends who's asking and what they are asking for."
Hanging from a broken buttress above is an Eeee. Even in the waning light of evening that manages to trickle down this far, Cerise can make a light tan form, naked save for a familiar belt. Also familiar are the man's features - they're of a particular type, that can only be bred for (or, inbred for, mostly). A barinala. "Well, I can promise you'll enjoy it. I don't often get to do such things for mutual pleasure."
Cerise smirks slightly and cocks her hips. "You want to actually bed a skreek?" she asks this possible barinala. "I thought we were beneath your consideration." Still, she grins and waves at him to come down. "So, one shekel, I suppose, would be reasonable for our mutual enjoyment?"
The man drops, flips, and lands elegantly. Up close there's no denying the someone androgynous look of a barinala. "There is something to be said for variety," he claims, and looks Cerise up and down. "You also don't look like the usual Skreeks that come through. Your pelt looks soft and glossy, and your eyes are lively. You must have a story to go with it all." He also digs out a shekel from his own pouch.
"I'm from Chronotopia and I was stranded here when my ship was impounded," Cerise claims with a shrug and takes the coin. She checks it, then drops it into her coin purse, patting the same purse a moment later. "That's about all there is to my story. Just trying to get money to buy new passage home. Sex sells." She grins toothily. "Plus, it is fun and leaves you so wonderfully sticky inside."
"I know the feeling," the bat says.. whether he means the sticky one or not isn't clear though. "I was also someone stranded." He then offers his hand.
Cerise takes the offered hand. "Oh? You are not from Babel, then?" she inquires, head tilted. "You look like one who is."
"Oh I am from Babel, born and bred," the man claims with a smile. He raises the rats hand, and seems to examine it for a brief moment before kissing the back of it. "I was away from my home on a job.. and then my home wasn't there when I finished."
"Ah, I've heard of that from a few," Cerise admits and wiggles her ears with the huge gommet-holes. "Pleasure to meet you, then. I'm Cerise. I was named because of the red hair."
"I am Pi," the bat introduces himself. "Then your hair is natural? Very striking. You must be aware of our Goddess Blakat, too, from the subtle markings on your nipples."
Cerise looks down. "Oh, that. That's the result of being drunk and accepting a dare. It was all done when I was pierced up. Drinking a lot and taking dares is a bad idea," the skreek admits, looking a bit embarrassed. "But yes, my hair is natural."
"You had this body work done here?" Pi asks in surprise. "I assumed it was done elsewhere. Sailors collect such things, don't they?"
"Most of it here, yes," Cerise claims. "I was depressed at being stranded, I got drunk, and well, dares," the skreek admits and shrugs. "It's helped with my new business, though. Unless it bothers you?"
"It is unique is all," Pi claims, and reaches out to give the nose chain a feel. "Generally, those in our line of work come up from the bottom, not descend from above. Another reason you have me curious.. as to what techniques you might have learned that the others would not know."
Cerise tilts her head so that the grommet in her nose can be seen. "The one in my nose was pretty awful and hard to get used to, you feel it all the time, line you're livestock," the rat claims. "As for skills, I don't know if I know any that aren't already known here. I'm a skreek, I'm good at doing whatever people are interested in and have no problems getting well, a bit nasty. I've been told I'm an amazing lay."
"Well, certainly worth two shekels at least," Pi jokes. It's probably a common enough one among the prostitutes. "And you charge low to get a regular clientele to establish yourself. That's normal."
"Just so. I watched, I know the rates my species tends to go for, and I priced a bit under. I can make up with quantity," Cerise agrees. "If I get well known, I can probably increase my price, but I hope to be heading home as quickly as possible."
"Your fans here may shed tears over your departure," Pi claims. "Not a few of those working here hope to end up married, you see."
"Do I really look like the marrying kind?" Cerise asks, smirking. "I'm the kind you have interesting stories about. I don't want to be tied down, I like to travel."
"Being tied down can earn you quite a bit, but you need to hire someone to watch over things, just to be safe," Pi notes. "And never use bare rope, especially when you have bare skin on your wrists. Wrap your wrist in a scarf first."
Cerise laughs. "I'll remember that!" she says. "Now, about your wishes. You've paid ... so what is your pleasure with me?" she asks coyly.
Pi grins, and asks, "Well, what are you best at? I'm curious as to what makes you an exceptional lay, as you say. So, I would like to try all of the pleasures, naturally."
Cerise waves her hand. "Well, I'm good at a lot of things. I can keep someone on edge for hours with my mouth," she claims, "And I've excersized my muscles down below to the point I have amazingly good grip control with both my nethers and my back door." She waves for him to follow her into the tent, "So, shall I demonstrate the first and see where that leads?"
"Very well!" Pi claims. "I will treat this as a challenge. I have very good muscle control as well."
And in they go. Since he's already naked, she's quickly on her knees. She starts off with just teating the Eeee with hands, then soon tongue. Lots of nuzzlign, tweaking, and caressing things down below using tricks she learned from Mave, just ... modified a little to make them harder to recognize. It's a goodly amount of time before she's actually drawing the Eeee's bit into her jaws ... and the studded long tongue takes over.
"Ah.. you've enhanced your tongue as well!" Pi says, arms crossed over his chest. "You've got good warm-up technique as well, I see."
And at that comment she pushes a finger underneath his tail so that she can rub him internally, something she learned at the salon as Pierce. Her tongue can curl, flex, wrap, and boy can she nurse well. And long, she keeps at it, trying to judge the man's state and not going so far as to drive him to peak. Her goal, an hour of nothing but using her mouth and being evil with her hands.
And an hour seems reachable.. if only because Pi never comes close to peaking. He maintains things just fine, and Cerise can feel his pulse and involuntary muscle twitches. Once or twice she was certain he was experiencing it, from his sounds and other motions.. but nothing was ever produced to prove it. Of course, it's the end of the work day, and who knows how many partners Pi has had already.. but he wouldn't ask about 'just having some fun together' if he wasn't capable of it.
After an hour or so she's finally pulling him down to the bedding. She straddles over him and as she leabs in to nibble under his chin she buries him within her front passage. With Inala's blessing, that means she's always a perfect fit ... and with the internal studding, that also means she should feel quite amazing. Now she goes at it slow, using precise muscle control to milk at him while her hands caress and her jaws nibble and lick him about the shoulders, neck, and even lips.
This gets a shocked reaction from Pi. She's very different inside than anyone he's come across, and it makes him smile. It also means he can't just sit there.. he has to move! So he beings to educate Cerise on where her best pressure points are.. including a series of them just along the cup-line of her breasts that turn them into lesser orbs of Inala. And while she can accommodate anyone.. it helps when the person knows how to really use what they have.
And now it's a battle between Cerise trying to not peak herself while she's trying to drive him to his peak. With the way she can control herself down below, its like she as a second strong and toothless mouth working on him. And boy, is she enjoying learning about sensual points she never knew she had! Do Eeee have these too? Does that mean Nicroa with her eight teats could be driven mad with all of them? So many questions!
Pi seems determined to 'win' whatever this contest is.. but that doesn't stop him fountaining. He just does it several times! And also seems to be immune to Blakat's blessing, since he's suckled a quite a bit at the now extra-sensitive breasts. He's also clearly enjoying himself.
Once Cerise feels Pi fountain, she finally allows herself to peak and shudder! And yet it keeps going on, her hips keep grinding through multiple peaks and a lot of Eeee release within her. Things are getting sticky between them as it's seeping a bit. The scent of heavy skreek sex and now Eeee sex fill her tent. Her expression is ... intense, she's looking in his eyes more often that not, almost a challenge to see who wears out first.
And here the Eeee cheats. He introduces Cerise to some new positions. And while some are a bit contorted, they really are pleasurable.. but mainly they make it slightly easier on Pi. But Cerise knows that even barinala have their limits. And she's gone for over a day straight before!
She's not sure she should try to beat him, though. That would look too suspicious! Still, she keeps it up for a goodly long time before she's panting, slowling, and soon falling off of him. "Okay, okay, you win," the skreek wheezes.
"Are you sure?" Pi asks, panting a bit as well. "You still feel.. receptive. Which is impressive. I hadn't gotten to the interesting things yet. Perhaps another time?"
Cerise reaches down between her legs, takes a sample of the combined goo, and actually licks it. Why? Skreek. "Oh, just give me a few minutes to gather myself and we'll resume, then," she claims, then offers her sticky hand to him to see what he does.
Pi also licks it. "Hmm," he says. "I assumed you'd given birth, but you don't taste like it. Some trick to the milk, or just lots of sucking effort?"
"Oh, certain herbs can trick the body and get it to act like it's pregnant. It keeps me from getting pregnant," Cerise claims and resumes licking her hand until it isn't sticky anymore. She's also impressed he actually licked it ebcause that's rather gross. She's trained for gross things. After a good fiften minutes she grins toothily. "Round two!" she declares and pounces on him, and this time she angles and sinks the Eeee underneath her tail. No studding in there, but she still has good control!
This doesn't seem to thrill Pi as much - after all, he almost certainly services men more than women down here, which means this is nothing special for him. Instead he tries to gauge how much Cerise is enjoying it... while still manipulating her pleasure areas anyway.
Cerise does seem to quite enjoy it for a while thanks to Inala's 'blessings'. But when he isn't reacting too much to it, she does eventually switch back to the front door (after quickly cleaning him off!). There the studded gripping and nursing start right back up on the barinala!
This brings out the grunts and moans from the man. It's still very new and exciting, after all! But he maintains enough control to make sure Cerise keeps peaking.. and that's when he throws in something new. Just when the Skreek is about to go over the top.. Pi pinches her rather hard. But the pain gets interpreted wrong! It's still pain.. but it's also pleasure because that's what the brain is focused on at that moment. It just adds its intensity to what was already bursting.
This causes Cerise to squeak out in shick and surprise as she goes into a hard and sudden peak. It sends waves through her and muscles all over her body spasms. It takes her a bit to gather herself afterward and resume what she was trying to do! "Dirty trick," the skreek mutters under her breath.
"But very useful," Pi claims. "Some clients ask for it, because any stimulation can be made erotic with training." He then goes about working on Cerise's next peak (and probably his own as well). He's gradually getting rougher with her.
And the skreek reacts favorably to it. Roughness seems to make her more excited and her peaks more intense and body-shaking when they come. That is definitely influence of Nikky, who loves it rough. She's being a bit rougher back in kind as well.
It doesn't take long before things have gone from sensual to out-and-out pounding.. which along with the timed bites and pinches makes things pretty intense for Cerise! But the extra activity is taking its toll on Pi as well. He's no Fluffer.
Cerise is a growly little rat when she gets all worked up and going. The bites, pinches, claws, and such are making her shudder almost constantly as she peaks time and again as she rides the Eeee wildly. "Calm, try to calm," the skreek thinks to herself, trying to keep some control as things go wildy rough.
It's a good thing Pi isn't affected by Blakat's blessing (more proof of his barinala past, for sure), otherwise things would get bloody. And while Cerise can recover from the abuse quickly, an Eeee isn't so robust. So it's Pi who gives out first, stopping almost abruptly. "I.. I don't think I should kill myself like this," he pants.
And Cerise draws to a stop, tips to her side, and raises her right arm in a shakey victory. "Whoo, skreek power!" she says, hoarse and tired. "I needa nap."
"Nap.. mind if I crash here?" Pi asks. "Just for a bit.. I'll throw in another shekel." Really, Cerise is not making what she's worth!
"Eh, go for it. Just no complainin' about the rat smell," Cerise teases and pokes the Eeee with her tail. "A shekel is a shekel!"
"And a nap is a nap," Pi claims, and proceeds to use the Skreek as a pillow.
Drat, now she can't clean up and she's a mess down below. Eh, she's used to that and she doesn't mind the smell! So, she curls up, acts as a good pillow, and goes to sleep herself. This Pi is a bit suspicious, might be the lure. Hard to say for sure though! Time will tell.