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Merchant of Kappa VI | wolk | 2

 

You’ve done Xabel many times already. You could do her again any time you wish, but you want something fresher. “Perhaps I could use another girl around the house,” you think.

“Get ready, Xabel,” you say. “We are going to the market.”

The little brunette’s eyes light up. She is, of course, excited. You are taking her along, showing that you can use her advice and perhaps she will be able to boss the new girl around, lifting her from the lowest step in the villa hierarchy.

The two of you hop into your aircar and head downtown, where Imperial ships regularly dock in the spaceport, bringing slaves who either failed to pay their debts or were caught in one of the numerous local wars the Empire was always waging. Right near the spaceport, the slave market was located. There, industrious businessmen looked for strong slaves to man the planet’s many mines and factories, while the wealthy classes, greedy for lust, looked for good-looking men and women to please them whenever they wish.

The road takes a while and during this time excited Xabel keeps bugging you about your future purchase.

“I’m so excited we will have another girl to play with us! Tell me, , what is she going to be like? Will you take a young one like me, or a mature babe? Do you want one with big boobies? I know you like big boobies, I’m so sorry mine are only B-cups. You should take a girl with big boobies. You can tit-fuck her while she licks my pussy and you and me can kiss each other at the same time!”

All this talk gets you very excited and you wish you could free your rock-hard rod from its confines. At some point you feel like forgetting the whole market thing and parking somewhere and ramming Xabel’s tight cunt. “The little thing would love that, too,” you think smiling, but ultimately decide against it.

Finally, you arrive and walk along the long lanes of merchants’ stands. Each consists of a small stage on which the men and women are displayed. There are people of all ages, looks, shapes and sizes. Quickly passing by the ‘work-merchants’ stages, you spend some time to look over the scantly clad merchandize of ‘pleasure-merchants’, who are trying their hardest to attract your attention with sexy gestures and poses.

On one stand a brunette in her 20’s is working a large pink dildo in and out of her pussy, while under the large flashing letters “Stan’s Steamy 18-year-olds” a young blonde girl has hiked up her short skirt and is massaging her pussy vigorously. The girl’s white blouse is open wide, displaying her perky young tits with pointy pink nipples.

On the next stage, a beautiful blonde in her 30’s or 40’s is massaging her huge, gravity-defying boobs through the thin white blouse. “Come! Please come ransom mommy from these bad slavers,” she says into the crowd, rubbing her boobs and licking her sexy red lips. “Ransom mommy and mommy will show you how much she loves you!”

Xabel touches your hand. “So, have you found anyone you like or should we keep looking?”

 

Have you?


          Calm, mature Arcadia looks good, but someone calls your name!

          Pause to fuck Xabel

 
 
 

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