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Snow Veiled Inn	By : KratosAurion97 Category: +A through F > Fire Emblem (all) > Fire Emblem (all) Views: 5572 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Your problem is taken care of, Velus," Aversa hummed as she stepped out of the bathtub inside his private quarters. She smirked as the man could look at her nude body as much as he wanted, but he wasn't brave enough to actually touch her.

"I'm in your debt once again, My Lady. Is there anything I can do for you in return?" Velus offered quickly to stay on the sorceress's good side.

"Unfortunately I need to make my way back to Plegia. Killing that man that nearly knocked our little Olivia up took too much of my precious time. To think he actually tried to run from me…"

Olivia quietly closed the wooden door at the bottom of the staircase that led into Velus' room. She felt utterly terrified that Aversa had murdered that man due to her own mistake. She turned and walked up the stone steps back into the main area of the tavern. She started to see many patrons arrive so she quickly headed towards the counter to take her master's place until he returned.
*****
Five weeks of service:

A nervous blush spread across Olivia's cheeks as she glanced around the tavern. The place was especially packed this evening, there were no empty seats and plenty of patrons stood by the windows on the front end of the building as they downed their mugs.

The dancer was clad in a skimpy two-piece fur bikini that left absolutely nothing to the imagination as she stood in front of the fireplace on the tavern's main floor. The gray fur that covered every inch of her bra top and panties was made of incredibly soft fur. Olivia was certain it was rabbit fur, but the poor dancer didn't want to think too hard about that detail.

Olivia already had a good amount of eyes on her as the drunken laughter and chatter continued on. She forced a smile as she started to sway her hips side to side to kick off her dance. The sways of her hips turned into sensual, nearly erotic gyrations as the perverted stares fuelled her with more energy to dance.

The dancer spun around as more men began to take notice, she popped her hips side to side quickly before she stuck her butt outward and began to bounce it up and down, her rear cheeks slapped together in the fur bikini bottoms as she heard several men cheer at her.

"Shake that ass, whore!"

"Gods, what I wouldn't do for a night with a girl like that?!"

"Bring that fat ass over to my place later!"

Olivia moaned as the magical slave collar stimulated her body upon hearing those… colorful compliments. She spun back around to face the audience all around her, she quickly leaned forward and caressed her thick thighs and ran her hands up her hips and stomach before she straightened her posture and cupped her plump tits through the fur bikini top.

The dancer let her hands fall back to her side before she rolled her hips in quick circles as she slowly turned back around. A burst of courage and excitement ran through Olivia's chest as she leaned over and hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her bikini bottoms, she pulled them down just past her heavy butt to show off her pale moon to the whole tavern as every patron had eyes on her.

Olivia looked over her shoulder and smiled earnestly before she reached back with one hand and slapped her bare butt cheek hard. Once the cheers and claps erupted, Olivia pushed her fur panties down to her ankles and stepped out of them completely, she reached behind her and yanked on the little bow that held her bikini top together. Her bra top fell to the stone floor along with her bottoms, Olivia turned back around to show off her bare tits and her dripping pussy.

The dancer reached between her legs and dragged two fingers along her mostly smooth pussy. After some advice from Aversa, Olivia decided to trim her thick bush down to a neat patch of hairs above her slit. Olivia's job was to show off her body and let it be used by one, two, three, or even dozens of men each day. Olivia raised her hands straight into the air to emphasize her plump tits as she snapped her hips back and forth energetically. once again

As Olivia's dance continued, one patron and his friend stood at the bar as they discussed renting Olivia's holes for the evening.

"Treat her roughly, I know she can handle it," Velus joked as he took the heavy sack of gold as the two men walked towards Olivia.

As the pink-haired dancer's routine finished up, she bowed as part of an old habit to close her performance. She rose to see the two men before her. "H-hello! Did you need something?" Olivia greeted the men timidly.

"Yeah. We just gave your boss a few hundred gold. He gave us a discount too as long as we fucked you right here."

"H-here?" Olivia panicked, she glanced around the tavern and still saw that all eyes were on her.

"Yep," the man's friend chimed in. "He said if the other patrons see us plugging you, more people will want to pay him to join in."

Olivia watched as the men's pants dropped to the floor and were kicked out of the way. One of the men laid down on the fur rug in front of the fireplace. Without hesitation, Olivia walked over and sank down to her knees to mount the man's dick, she pushed her slit down his tip and took his whole cock into her snug pussy. "E-eek!" Olivia squeaked as the man grabbed her arms and pulled her down onto his chest, she looked over her shoulder and watched in slight worry as the other patron settled on his knees behind her.

The dancer grimaced as his thick cock sank into her tight ass in one, greedy push. She stifled a pained whine as he immediately began to thrust into her backdoor. Olivia looked back forward and buried her face into the man's chest as the patron behind her drilled her ass hard. Olivia's anal passage was spread wide by the man's hasty thrusts and left her with a strong sensation of discomfort as his thrusts only picked up speed.

"W-wait!" Olivia cried out as the pain hit her hard and deep as the man hammered her ass without mercy. The overwhelming sensation was only made even more intense as the man below her started to hammer his dick up into her pussy. Though unfortunately for Olivia, the men pounded into her ass and pussy hard and completely disregarded her plea.

If the dance wasn't enough, every man in the tavern had eyes on Olivia as the two lucky men pounded into her two holes. Her low moans and the clapping sound of the men's bodies crashing against hers grew louder than the sound of the fire cracking in the fireplace they fucked her nearby.

Olivia's cheeks grew redder and redder as claps and cheers behind her began to fill the air, though amidst all the applause, Olivia's ears caught the sound of coin slapping against a wooden surface. She looked over and saw three men at the bar and she immediately knew they were about to join them.

The thrusts hit deep and left Olivia overwhelmed with guilty pleasure as her pussy was pounded wonderfully while the other man's dick ravaged her poor ass relentlessly. She had hoped they would finish quickly, but as their thrusts only seemed to pick up speed and force, Olivia knew she was in for the long haul. "S-such big cocks!" Olivia whined, her vulgar words were influenced by Aversa's wicked collar around her neck. As the men's pelvises crashed into hers and their dicks tore deep into her pussy and ass, Olivia felt a strong sensation of lust sweep through her.

Olivia began to moan louder as she finally got used to the two dicks that split her holes wide as they hammered in and out of her overly sensitive holes. The slave collar locked around her neck left her entire body sensitive to the touch, she could probably cum from just having her boobs fondled without either of her holes penetrated. Olivia cursed Velus and Aversa for making her into the willing whore she had become, but as the three men just at the bar settled on either side of her and in front of her face, the dancer realized this was no time for feeling sorry for herself.

The dancer pushed up off of the man's chest as he helped hold her up a bit while she was anchored to his lap, she wrapped her hands around the two men's cocks as they knelt right up on either side of her. Olivia looked forward at the fifth man who paid to use her body as he pushed his cock deep into her mouth.

Olivia was granted no quarter, she immediately began to pump her hands up and down the men's dicks as the man in her mouth went all in and slammed his dick deep into her mouth and down her throat with ruthless plunges. Her pleasured moans were replaced with wet gags as her tight throat was stretched out as the man throatfucked her.

Velus couldn't help but get hard as he stood behind his counter and watched towards the fireplace as the five men ravaged Olivia. He smirked as he watched her ass, pussy, and mouth as they were all filled and hammered as the men thrusted violently into his poor slave without mercy. This happened as Olivia frantically stroked the other two men's dicks in an attempt to keep up with the other three's tempo.

The innkeeper felt the urge brewing inside him to take her back down into his room and plow her fat ass until she was too sore to stand. But that would have to be after all the nightly patrons went back to their rooms or went home. And after she cleaned up her soon-to-be cum-stuffed holes.

"Damn, she's just taking it!" the man cheered as he slapped Olivia's plump ass, he filled his hands with her rear cheeks as he drove his dick in between them and fucked her asshole relentlessly.

Olivia whined around the man's cock as the slaps kept coming, the man struck her ass repeatedly, each slap harder than the last as he hammered her butt just as viciously. Olivia couldn't lose focus however despite the pained strikes to her rump, she worked her hands back and forth and jerked off both of the men with steady, dutiful strokes.

The dancer couldn't deny the excitement that swelled deep inside her chest as she served the five men while the rest of the patrons currently in the tavern watched gleefully. Olivia started to ponder the idea of this being her life from now on; cocks in every hole, plenty of people to watch her dances, and a guaranteed partner to nestle up against beneath the covers each chilly night.

But as the men's ruthless ravaging of her holes grew fiercer as time went on, the realization of what that lifestyle really entailed shook her of those thoughts. Olivia continued to stroke the two men's dicks off rapidly as the cocks in her mouth, ass, and pussy began to hammer desperately into her.

It all happened at once; cum splattered against her face and tits as the cocks in her hands twitched hard. At the same time, thick spurts of hot cum flooded her throat as the man's crotch pushed against her face and her nose was nestled in his pubes. Olivia shivered as thick spurts of jizz spewed deep into her pussy and sore ass as the men kept their dicks sheathed deep within her two holes.

The moments passed and the five men began to withdraw. Olivia soon found herself on her back on the rug as she heard the fire cracking behind her head. She winced as cum started to leak out of her ravaged ass and sore pussy, but something far worse caused Olivia to grimace–she didn't cum. And there was still a nagging heat between her legs from the effects of the slave collar that held her prisoner to her own body's heightened needs.
*****
Five weeks and two days of service:

Olivia walked out into the town, she wrapped herself in her black robe as she made her way up the road towards the fireplace. She was sent by Velus to collect some items from the local blacksmith, she was told specifically what the blacksmith's 'tip' was for his services, and Olivia expected nothing less.

As she drew near towards the blacksmith's house, Olivia stopped and looked around to see a sprightly town amidst the relentless snow storms. She watched as men, women, and children all went on with their daily routines at the market stalls that lined the opposite side of the street. The people had no idea what really went on in this town, and that fact stung Olivia.
*****
"Alright, take this cart back to your boss. It has everything he ordered," the gruff blacksmith spoke as they stood within the entryway to his modest home.

"Thank you, sir. But there's the matter of your payment."

"Payment? Velus paid a month ago up front."

Olivia smiled as she parted her cloak and lifted up her short ruffled skirt to expose her pussy to the bearded man. "He wanted me to tip you. Something about 'ensuring a future business relationship'."

"Heh. I see. You're one of his whores. Fine with me, though I've been standing in the cold all day, why don't you come join me for a bath?"

Olivia nodded as she started to follow the blacksmith down the stairs on the wall just beside the entryway.
*****
"O-oooh!" Olivia sang as hot, soothing water rained down on her from the 'showerhead' as the blacksmith called it. Olivia wasn't quite sure how, but he hot pumped water from some sort of metal barrel and ran in through pipes within the walls that eventually came out from the showerhead and into the modest stone stall.

She figured Aversa had something to do with the magic necessary, but Olivia didn't need to know how many people were killed for this creation. Instead, Olivia hummed happily as she lathered her whole body up with soap, she ran her hands down her large breasts before she trailed down. She lathered her modest pubic bush before she leaned forward and slathered the remaining soap stuck to her hands across her legs. "A-ah!" Olivia gasped, she was startled as she felt something hard poke against her butt.

Olivia stood up and turned around to face the blacksmith standing behind her. She looked down at his body as the drops of hot water ran down his toned chest and stomach, soon her eyes settled on his big, hard cock that was just waiting to be crammed inside of her. "This shower is so wonderful!" Olivia exclaimed as her whole body felt warmed up and relieved as the hot water soothed her aching muscles.

"Glad you liked it. We've got plenty of water left over, but I hope you don't mind if I get us started."

"Not at all," Olivia murmured, she turned her back to the man and braced her hands up against the wet stone wall of the shower. She was surprised to see that the showerhead spewed out water at a large enough radius to hit them no matter where they stood in the stall. Olivia stuck her butt out as she kept her spine straight, she looked over her shoulder as she saw the blacksmith's tip sink between her thighs. "M-my pussy has been used today. Might I offer my butt instead?"

The smith chuckled as he guided his cock by hand and slowly pushed his tip into her puckered backdoor before he fed the rest of his cock up her tight, slutty ass. The man's laugh was quickly replaced by a low rumble as he felt Olivia's anal passage squeeze down around his shaft as her ass engulfed it.

Olivia groaned in slight discomfort as the man's long, thick cock pushed unceremoniously into her asshole. She bit her lip as she couldn't deny how good the warmth was as his hot dick filled her anal hole. "So big…" Olivia moaned, at the same time her whine served as a compliment that she only hoped would please the smith.

The dancer grimaced as his hips rammed forward repeatedly, his cock shoved into her ass harder and harder with each consecutive plunge. The discomfort from having her anal passage torn into continued on as the blacksmith's cock was particularly thick and split her butt wide around it with each ruthless plunge.

"Such a fat ass," the blacksmith growled, he grabbed Olivia's wide hips as he shoved his hips back and forth rapidly to keep the hot friction going. The man held nothing back as his hips practically shifted both ways on their own as the primal urge to sink his dick deep into Olivia's ass took over his senses. He looked down and watched the incredible spectacle of Olivia's ass as it bounced and rippled wildly as his lap crashed against it with each rough thrust.

"Nnngh!" Olivia whined as the man pushed her into the wall, his hands were on her shoulders as he pinned her to the wall beneath the showerhead. Olivia's pained whines peaked as the man's hips picked up power as he forced his dick deeper and deeper into her tight, clenching asshole.

Her whines were drowned out a bit by the sound of the water raining out of the showerhead. Olivia wanted to ask him to go slower, but as he ruthlessly hammered her ass and left nothing but guilty whines to spill out of her throat. Olivia felt every inch of the man's big cock shove in and out of her asshole, the heat and the friction left Olivia wanting more even as pain erupted from being stretched out so far.

"Mmm. You're an anal-loving cunt, eh?" the blacksmith asked mockingly as he slammed his dick nonstop into her tight butt. His balls slapped her wet thighs with each shove forward and created a steady concert of slapping sounds as his lap clapped against her heavy butt.

"I'm not…"

"Say it or I'll make you suck me off instead."

Olivia whined in response as the man buried his dick deep inside of her ass and remained still in his attempt to make her repeat his words. "N-no!" Olivia whined, her body craved cock. The collar made her hunger for big dicks in her pussy, ass, mouth, and even hands. And she wanted this dick up her butt to keep pounding her most of all. "I-I'm a dirty anal whore! A lowly tavern slut! P-please, fuck my butt hard…" Olivia whined, her last sentence came out as a murmur as she admitted to what she had become.

Her shameful confession was immediately rewarded as the smith's thrusts picked up just as quickly as they had halted. Olivia pushed her big butt against the man's lap as his hard, hot cock filled her ass with an incredible warmth as he pounded into her relentlessly once again. The magic slave collar around her neck made Olivia a bit bolder, she knew this and yet she couldn't do anything to stop herself. When she slept she dreamed of being fucked in every hole, she'd wake up and crave the sensation of hot cum flooding every hole.

Aversa's slave collar was pure evil for a shy dancer like Olivia. And yet Olivia couldn't get enough of all the pleasure and attention it brought her.

Olivia managed to push herself away from the wall as the smith's hands grabbed her waist instead. She looked over her shoulder and watched as the man's hips hammered into her from behind, she saw his thick cock disappear in between her plump butt cheeks as his dick pistoned in and out of her tight, slutty asshole. She looked back forward and leaned her head back as the hot water continued to rain down on her face, shoulders, back, and boobs. It all felt so good, and as the man's thrusts reached deep inside of her ass, Olivia felt the pressure between her thighs reach its peak.

The blacksmith was shocked to hear such a loud, slutty moan come from Olivia's mouth as her ass clamped down on his dick as the dancer had no doubt cum from the deep anal pounding. He squeezed her hips tighter and forced his dick into her asshole even as it squeezed down relentlessly around his cock as her whole body seemingly tightened from her release.

"Here it comes, whore!" The blacksmith groaned, he slammed his hips forward rapidly in one last burst of excitement as the overwhelming tightness pushed him to his edge.

"G-Gods! I haven't felt this warm in so long," Olivia whined as the man's dick slammed up her ass for the last time before it started to jerk within her anal passage. Olivia shuddered as thick spurts of hot, sticky jizz shot deep inside of her wonderfully sore ass, she leaned her head back and let the hot water rain down onto her face as it relaxed both her muscles and her mind amidst this hellish arrangement.

"Fuck! Tell Velus I'm willing to go down on some of my prices as long as I can hit this fat ass again," The blacksmith growled before he gave Olivia's big butt a solid swat that caused Olivia to yelp.

"A-ah! I-I'll pass the message along. Though I would mind doing something else before a little bit of rest here," Olivia murmured, she wanted to delay going back out into the harsh cold outside for as long as she could. Even if she had to spend another hour being another strange man's cumdump.
*****
Six weeks of service:

Olivia walked back to the counter, her bare ass was red as the imprint of many men's hands was scattered all across both of her rear cheeks. Thankfully Velus made it an easy day for her otherwise. She only needed to serve drinks and food in the nude.

"Heh. Your shrieks are getting louder each time they give your ass a good swat. If it's too much for you, I can sell your ass for half the price for the evening if it'll help take the burden off of you.

"N-no thank you, Master!" Olivia politely rejected her owner's offer despite the collar around her neck urging her to take his offer. She could feel the tears starting to well up in her eyes as it was only just after seven in the evening, she had about until midnight until she could turn in, so she needed to pull through.

Olivia watched as Velus set a couple of more tankards onto the counter that were filled to the brim with beer. She grabbed the drinks and hung her head low as she turned and walked back over to a table several feet away from the fireplace.

She stopped at the table and smiled at both men before she set their drinks down, she was about to turn when one of the men grabbed her arm.

"What's the rush, baby? Come sit down for a bit. I've seen your hot ass go back and forth for an hour now. You need to get off your feet for a bit."

Before Olivia could protest, the man yanked on her arm and pulled her sideways onto his lap. "Eeek!" Olivia yelped as her butt hit the man's lap, she felt a bulge form immediately as her plump backside caressed his groin.

"Heh. I think I like you more than Velus' last whore. She was cute though. White hair, twin-tails, huge tits. Though I think your butt is a bit better," the tipsy patron joked as he rocked his lap up against Olivia's rear.

"I-I can't serve you today."

"Is that so? You get a break today, don't you? Why don't you come back to my place so me and my buddy can have a bit of fun? I'll make it well worth your time."

Olivia looked over the counter and glanced at Velus as he wiped down the counter. The increasingly bold dancer turned her head back towards the man whose lap she was sitting on, Olivia leaned in and kissed the man as she felt his erection poke her butt through his pants.

The dancer got up off of the man's lap, she strode back over to the counter and smiled at Velus. "I was offered to spend my break with the man I just served drinks to."

"Oh? He wants to use you on your easy day, huh? And I bet he was going to give you all the money."

"Yes…"

"Good girl. You did well to tell me. Go on, when it's your break, let the man and his friend take you. You can keep all the money for your obedience. And I'll give you a little extra gold tonight so you can go buy a nice steak at the restaurant."

Olivia smiled at her master. She realized being obedient had its advantages. She may have lost her freedom, but at least he wasn't entirely cruel…
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Six and a half weeks of service:

"Eeek!" Olivia cried out as she fell onto her butt after she tripped over a chair leg in between two tables. She grimaced as she looked at the tray of food she was supposed to serve a patron, the tray flipped over and the fried chicken legs were scattered all over the stone floor.

Before Olivia could stand up, she saw a pair of boots step beside the ruined food. She looked up and saw Velus glaring at her, "I-I-" Olivia stammered as she wasn't sure how to explain what happened.

"Go wait in my quarters. I'll clean this mess up, but it's coming out of your pay," Velus scolded the buxom dancer as she slowly picked herself up off the floor. Not only was she going to pay for this mess, but she was also going to get a little bit of extra punishment as well.
*****
"B-But…"

"Bend. Over."

Olivia's body shook as Velus repeated himself. She turned to the side of his bed and leaned over it until her tits pushed into the mattress and her big butt was stuck up into the air.

Velus stepped behind Olivia and pulled her fur bikini bottoms down to her ankles. Her plump, pale moon was pointed so tantalizing at him that he almost wanted to drop his pants and go to town on her butt. Instead, Velus raised his hand and spread his fingers apart before he slammed his hand down onto Olivia's plump, round ass cheek.

"Kyaah!" Olivia shrieked the hard slap stung long after Velus's hand pulled away. But before the pain went away, Velus's hand slammed down against her ass once more, then again, and again, and again…

Slap!

"Eeek!"

Slap!

"P-please!"

Slap!

Olivia fisted the covers as Velus' hand struck the same ass cheek over and over again. Pain ran through her butt as her glute burned from the repeated strikes. She was sure she'd have a hand mark on her butt after this, though that was the least of her concerns right now.

"I-I'm so wet!" Olivia gasped just as Velus slapped her ass once more. His hand pulled away and didn't strike her for a few seconds. Olivia turned to look over her shoulder to see what was going on, her eyes watered as she saw Velus' hand come crashing back down. "P-punish me…" Olivia mumbled as she looked back forward.

"What did you say?" Velus demanded, he grabbed Olivia's ponytail and gave it a yank to elicit her response.

"K-keep punishing me, master! M-my pussy is so wet. I don't know why I–" Olivia gasped as she felt the cold metal collar around her neck. She realized the magical collar made even getting spanked too pleasurable for her. Olivia was a slave to all forms of sexual stimulation now, this was just something she had to accept.

Even so, Olivia couldn't shake off the guilty feeling she got as her pussy leaked all over her thighs as Velus' hand continued to strike her butt without end. Her body jerked forward each time as her butt cheek rippled violently in response to the impact of the innkeeper's palm. Olivia didn't mind the fact she was incredibly wet from the steady spanking, instead she was far more upset that Velus continued to neglect her pussy and asshole. The collar heightened her arousal and her inner cravings for deep, brutal ravagings, and the fact he was dead set on punishing her instead of fucking her was a far greater punishment in the end.

Velus struck Olivia's plump, round glute one last time, his eyes lit up at the sight of her butt cheek as it bounced violently from the last slap he gave it. Several overlapping red hand prints began to form on Olivia's pale ass, the man moaned at the satisfying sight of his slave's butt utterly abused. His cock strained against the inside of his pants as he had gotten far too much enjoyment out of spanking Olivia and listening to her cries of pained joy.

"Hmph. As much as I'd like to fuck you, the inn is already busy tonight. I need to get back to the counter."

"I'm so close though," Olivia admitted, she propped herself up on her elbows and looked back at her owner, she wiggled her fat butt from side to side to show off her excitement, and her need. "J-just a few more and I'll cum. After that I'll work even harder tonight, and after my shift, I'll do whatever you want," Olivia tried to sound as seductive as she could, her time with Aversa showed Olivia that a little vulgarness could get a woman far.

"Hah. You were free to spend the night in your own room but you'll give up that freedom for a few more slaps to your big butt? Fine with me," Velus mocked as he raised his hand again.

"T-thank you!" was all Olivia could manage just before Velus' hand struck her sore ass cheek again, and again, and again until she finally reached the explosive peak that she desperately craved. "I-I love being spanked," Olivia admitted as she squirted all over the side of Velus' nice clean bed. At this point, Olivia didn't know how much of her feelings were her own or just thoughts Aversa's slave collar made her feel.

As if it really mattered…

"Good. I'll be sure to spank you plenty later tonight after your shift," Velus mocked the dancer as he walked away.

Olivia grimaced as she heard her owner laugh behind her before the door opened and quickly shut. With each day that passed, Olivia's self-respect dwindled even more. Soon enough, Olivia wasn't sure she could even stay on this continent after all the humiliation she's had to suffer through.

But she'd cross that bridge when she gets there, her first goal is to escape this town veiled in snow.
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