In the Ring

"Your woman's body seemed so innocent at first, and yet it yearned to be used like this, and shown of to all of Gloria," the Mistress said musingly. "It's really quite depraved."

"Yes!" Callie screamed to the crowd, her face turned up toward the stands. "Please!"

"She begs for something else now?" the Mistress remarked. "What is it that you want this time, my dear?"

"Oh, fuck, his cock is making my pussy so fucking hot!" Callie cried. "I want him to come in me!"

Glad grunted eagerly, pulling her tighter. "I will do that for you," he said. The crowd was wild as he thrust in, finishing with his cock buried balls deep.

The Mistress shut Lore's mouth for the third time. "Your restraint had been impressive," she admitted.

Lore managed to nod, but couldn't tear his eyes away from where Glad's slick member withdrew from the deep pink flesh, leaving a thick white bead at the pulsing edge.

"Your woman looks like she has still more to ask," the mistress said, gazing down at where Callie writhed on the floor. Though slightly obscured by long red strands, his wife's expression was unmistakable.

"I will reclaim her in your tradition," Lore murmured, and the spectators cheered him as he took to his feet. He stepped from his pants as they fell, toward his wife. She smiled up at him, her mussed hair somehow adding to her allure and his lust. He forgot the crowd, the bizarre situation, and saw only her. She rose as he went to his knees, and kissed him. He could almost taste the Glodarian on her, could certainly smell him. Musky. He could not disagree with his dick that it was enticing, that he wanted to feel the sleekness of his wife's dirty, slutty pussy. His slender fingers entered her with ease, and now he could feel and hear the wetness. It drowned out the crowd, able to annihilate all sound but the rushing heartbeat that throbbed through his entire body.

He let her taste his fingers, and she licked them eagerly as she pressed her body against him. He let her push him back as her tangy saliva entered his mouth on her tongue and he admitted to himself that he liked that, too. she placed her seeping gash over Lore's swaying member, and took him in.

Her gushing hole was incredibly wet and surprisingly tight. He gasped as she enveloped him fully and began to move. She smiled down as she rode him, and he found himself smiling back. His dick was right; this felt amazing.

It was too amazing; after all the build up, the growing tension, Lore's dick was nearly vibrating with the need to come.

Callie began to cry out again, not quite as loud, but thick with longing. She begged him to take him back, make her his again. While Rushtoc did not normally define their relationships in such terms, Lore found his cock swelling further.

He grunted, almost growling. "You're mine," he snarled, thrusting upward, pulling her against him, shaking with a climax that even his dick had to admit was worth the wait.

Callie bucked wildly, her twitching pussy milking his dick at their shared peak. She sighed as she looked down woozily, smiling. Stroking his face, she leaned down to kiss him, and the crowd was on its feet with uproarious approval. It was a ridiculous and brazen custom, but Lore felt some appreciation for the wild spectacle enjoyed by this strange culture. The couple waved abashedly around as Mistress Khegal pulled them easily to their feet and raised one hand in each of hers, to more cheers and applause.

"You've impressed me, little Outworlder," Khegal admitted. "I think we have each learned something today about the need to re-examine our prejudices."

Lore simply nodded. His prejudices hadn't really been wrong, but he could see now that he had assumed the Prushtoc way above, more proper than Glodarian traditions when they were simply different. Still, he felt a little better once they had been covered by robes.

"Thank you, Mistress Khegal," Callie said. the giant woman waved benevolently as they were allowed to leave the ring. She squeezed her husband's arm as she leaned into him. "And thank you, Lore."

"Thank me? You saved my life." He smiled as he thought of it, "You saved my life in a most fascinating and enjoyable fashion."

Callie looked sideways at him a moment before glancing at him and nodding. "In that light, you're welcome."