A Grand Tomorrow (For BubbleLord)

[BubbleLord]

"Holy fuck that-... I mean... you got it, Byron!"


Orval had thankfully caught himself before blurting out how insane it was that he had such a hold over the lusty maid. With the fine ass having been on display and Byron now face-down on the edge of the bed it was the point of breaking for him. A hand moved to his own prick as he sauntered over, the other moving to clasp one of the spread cheeks and give it a nice and firm grope. The head of his own cock was glistening in precum, clearly anticipating the inexperienced backdoor as much as Orval. The hand shifted from the fine rear to the girly boy's hip, using his right hand to align his prick against the revealed hole. If Byron didn't keep his word, it didn't matter nearly as much as finally reaching the main course. Without any further adieu, he would lean slightly over the bed-pressed boy and push against the compact entrance. Even spit-shined as well as he was and with Byron spreading himself, he didn't know how far his initial push would be... but his goal was to fully conquer the anus before he even considered pulling out.


"Fucking... nice... ngh... and tight!"

 

[Floozer]

Holy crap Byron is tight, almost painfully so! The lusty trap maid gasps as Orval pushes forward, the first person to enter his virgin back door. The going is difficult at first, Byron is tense and that only makes things tighter than they should be. He squirms a bit before going still and taking a deep breath, slowly letting it out. At that point, he manages to relax, giving Orval complete access to his exquisit anus.


"Master....you are so big! I feel strange....please, make me feel more!"


The young trap seems rather enthusiastic all of a sudden. Either he wishes to serve his master as best he can, or he has been a butt slut this entire time and that side of him is finally waking up. No matter which way you look at it, it seems Orval has free reign over this submissive lady boy.

 

[BubbleLord]

"Guh~... don't you worry... you're going to feel all of it!"


With the virgin's butt wrapped tighter than a condom around his prick, with all eight inches buried nice and deep, Orval could say he was looking forward to working with Estelle often if she provided someone this submissive. Both hands moved to rest on the bed on either side of Byron's shoulders, deciding to take the deep-fuck route as he brought his hips back enough to tug four of those inches out before slamming them right back in. Virgin, butt slut, confused youth? None of that mattered as he'd lower to rest his chest atop Byrons back and changed his pacing to a short, two-inch hammering while trying to run his lengthy prick along the inner wall supporting the trap's prostate.


"Ngh~, ngh~, ngh~... just take it and learn why... gah~... y-you're not going to be a real man! Especially after I'm done molding your backdoor like a personal hole!"

 

[Floozer]

Byron pants heavily, his body shuddering in new found bliss as Orval dominates his small body. Light gasps and retrained moans seep from his throat as her learns his place, a bottom bitch for Orval to claim. The more Orval talks, the more he seems to agree with his words, almost like he was under some sort of lust induced spell. Slowly but surely, the girly boy tries to return Orval's efforts by squeezing his rear around the invading cock as its pulls out and relaxing again to make thrusting back in easier.


"Not a man...mold my ass....only yours!"

 

[BubbleLord]

Grunting as Byron began getting used to the reaming and making it easier to hilt himself, it was safe to say that Orval had grown fond of the ass that was being practically given to him. Byron could do a lot better if he were to somehow acquire a cunt to bear children based on how quick the anal tunnel had begun to acclimate to the eight-inch bitch-stuffer. His hands clasped the blankets, thrusting hard enough to shake the mattress and loudly clap into the nice posterior. Strokes became longer, going from the tip to the base with each shattering thrust, as he moved his hands underneath to take hold of both sides of the trap's chest. Raising his hips more to lay atop Byron, he was even teasing the girly boy's nipples between the sides of his fingers. Balls churning, he knew the blowjob from earlier had finally caught up.


"A-A-Ahhh~... g-get ready... time for your first... p-proper... stuffing!"

 

[Floozer]

Byron clenches his ass, increasing the friction and impact of Orval's thrusting member. The little trap is squirming and writhing in bliss, lewd moans and unrestrained groans are a constant sound from his lust addled form. His rear has already become accustomed to Orvals member and the added pleasure of having his small but perky nipples teased pushes him ever closer to his first ever anal orgasm. Pre cum leaks freely from his modest cock, staining the sheets with small spots as he fight desperately to fight back against his own release.


"Please! ...cum inside me master! Fill me with hot seed!" 

 

[BubbleLord]

Even if he'd begged not Orval not to, there was no chance the trap wasn't walking out of this without a belly filled with cum. He certainly didn't have belly-stretching capabilities but he finally buried his face against the trap's soft neck as he grunted and pumped nice and deep. And all in one flowing eruption, he'd pump his load within the quivering and no doubt soon to climax boy-hole. With his warm seed pushing inside and his face buried against Byron, he immediately pinched the trap's nipples tightly and pushed entirely inside to try and drive him into the mattress like some fucktoy. Estelle had given him a winning prize letting him destroy the trap's hole, but he'd rebuild it to serve his own cock whenever he was near. Those orange eyes would only dream and wish for more of him... and that was enough to distract him during the entire gut-filling cum session. So much so that he didn't say anything, only grunt and have the traditional spasms that come with a powerful climax.

 

[Floozer]

Byron's eyes go wide at the feeling of hot cum filling his rear for the first time in his life. It is short lived however as he pushes his face into the blanket to muffle his scream of bliss as he reaches his own body shaking climax. Rope after rope of his own seed sprays into the bedding as his anus clenches at Orval to an almost painful degree. Surprisingly the little butt slut manages to keep some semblance of duty in his mind and pushes back against Orval, to ensure he spills his seed deep inside of him. His dainty hands grip at the bed sheets tightly and his petite body trembles for sevreal minutes before he goes limp under neath Orval, basking in the high of his first anal orgasm. 


"Master...that was, no, you are amazing. Thank you for using my ass." 

 

[BubbleLord]

"Haaa~.... d-don't... mention it."


Atop the girly boy and keeping him nice and pinned, Orval shared in enjoying the post-climax moment. The bed had been stained with Byron's spunk as badly as he had defiled the once-virginal rectum with his own load. Idly brushing his fingers over the brown-haired boy's nipples. Carefully lifting the girly boy's chest up and off the bed, he'd stand the two of them up with his cock still buried nice and deep as he shifted and lifted Byron up with his legs spread. Had someone been on the bed, they'd get an amazing view of the spread-legged lad's spent prick and filled backdoor.


"We're going to go at it for another hour, though... then I'm going to go eat... and then come right back here and fuck you until you can't talk. We'll plug this ass of yours with something while I'm gone, so all this cum you're receiving can sit in there..."


He didn't give Byron room to argue, lifting the boy slightly up in his arms and then lowering him to start the standing rut. He only had this position for a while thanks to how exhausting it could be even with someone so light-framed as the trap. But he was going to use it to push deep and make gravity his weapon, the drop audibly smacking louder than before as his hips smacked into the now-welcoming ass.

 

[Floozer]

"Aaaaah! Ma-a-aster! Yes! Use my slutty ass! Fuck me full of your seed! Use me till the only thing I know is your cock!"


It seems Byron's switch has finally been switched. Caught in a sexual high for the first time in his life, he is letting all that bottled up desire and lust flow out of him while in Orval's embrace. His spent cock quickly finds new vigor, quickly become erect and bouncing in tune with Orval's heavy thrusting. The girly boy keeps his ass nice and tight to try and stop himself from leaking and giving even greater pleasure to his beloved master. At this point, Orval has free reign over the trap; Any position, any desire, the lust addled boy will fulfill. 

 

[BubbleLord]

"With pleasure... guh~... it's going to be hard leaving you behind!"


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He'd continued his rectal reworking of Byron's ass for just over an hour, any who passed by greeted with the sounds of the two rutting like animals. But by the end of the hour, his seed had filled Byron so full that the brown-haired bitch boy looked like he had eaten a large meal. His pert ass was stained with trails of cum, matching the mess on Orval's groin and dick as he lewdly smacked against the ass with his dick still lodged inside. That wouldn't last much longer since Orval pulled his fading wood free with with an ache in his balls and a slight tingling sensation of his semen-coated prick wanting to remain in the warm and properly fucked ass. He had been pounding the boy missionary style, taking the dildo they had scrounged up from the drawers and shoving it in quick enough that only some of the cum stored within escaped.


"Fuahh~... as much as... w-we lost... you sure are filled full... I'll need to make sure I get something to help pump you even bigger. Makes a guy wish we could make a girl out of you properly... but then I'd be tempted to knock you up and that'd really put a nail in my work..."

 

[Floozer]

There...isn't much left of Byron at this point. He is laying limp on the bed, his belly and chest covered in various ropes of his own sticky seed. His eyes are fogged over with lust, desire and satisfaction like he never knew was possible. Finally free of the constant pounding but full of a dildo, he relaxes his now tired anal muscles and takes a minute or two to regain his sense before slowly sitting up, wincing as he dildo is pushed a bit farther up once he gets into position.


"Master...that was the best thing I have felt in my entire life. I can't thank you enough for teaching me how good it can feel in my ass. I hope I was able to please you. While you get something to eat, I will clean up the bed for you and get myself cleaned up." He gives Orval a loving smile like a good little maid should.

 

[BubbleLord]

Kneeling before the smiling maid atop the bed, he certainly felt like one of the brothel's high and mighty clientele after the ass-reaming he'd dished out. Sliding off and up to his feet beside the bed, he'd take his time recovering his clothes without any sort of worry.


"Clean the bed and run a bath. Once I come back, we'll get in there and let you get cleaned while we start working on that backdoor again. It'll be a boypussy in no time if we keep up that sort of fucking..."


Reeking of sex and sweat within his clothes, he'd leave his armor behind with only a smirk back to the maid before starting out the door. He'd shut it softly behind him, making a mental note of the door's location as he turned and moved a few steps... before collapsing against the wall and panting. His cock felt as exhausted as he was, his balls practically pumped empty. His libido and willingness to keep going was there, but it had certainly come close to being quenched by the time the boy had his fifth anal orgasm. They'd really gone at it to a point that most men would have died and gone to heaven... and the mercenary, despite his facade, had certainly come close to being conquered by his willing and serving buttslut.


Stumbling his way through the brothel, he'd run a hand through his hair to ensure it didn't look too bed-wraggled while the other hand tugged and messed with his cum-stained groin. He'd walk through the brothel, trying to follow his nose toward the source of any grub he could use to try and replenish his own stamina and ensure the night didn't end too uneventfully and end up disappointing his newest lay.

 

[Floozer]

It is an easy trail to follow as the top floors are all rooms, so the only place where you can find food is the first floor. Down through the communal room to the right leads to a dining area set up like tavern with a bar to the left and various tables and booths to the right. The room is dimly lit and is fairly populated with customers and their chosen escorts who are living up the whole 'one night stand from a bar' scene...though it does look like some people are in the same boat as Orval, tired for sex and needing food. Behind the counter is a goat-kin man with curled horns atop his head serving drinks, food and cleaning dishes while idle. Other than him, the only staff seem to be the cooks going out of and back into the kitchen. The entire place smells of various foods, mostly meat dishes, that set Orval's stomach rumbling.


The goat man notices Orval and waves him over to the bar. "Hello there friend, names Wallis! Your appearance tells me everything I need to know. Having a good time with one of our escorts but now your body needs a recharge. Am I right?"  

 

[BubbleLord]

"The name's Orval. And more than you know. I'm handling a favor for Estelle and breaking in Byron."


He had to admit that the scene wasn't lost on him, sitting at the bar and impressed at just how many people in the city seemed to be rich sluts or poor ones. If only he had the money they flaunted, he wouldn't need to pound metal. He could pound the harem that called this place home.


"I was hoping you might have something to get me back there. I need to find that naga-gal, too... make the most of my one night in paradise."

 

[Floozer]

"Naga-girl? Oh! you mean Selena? Oh boy, if you are aiming for her AND breaking in the new boy...you are going to be in for a long night my friend. Selena can move those hips for hours on end and naga don't let go until they are satisfied. Said your name was Orval? Yea, I got orders from the Madam that you are comped tonight. Tell you what, I got a special dish for high rollers that take several escorts at once. It will keep you full of energy and hyper accelerate your...production...for about three or four hours depending on your body. Sadly once it runs out you kind of crash, but if you are already on a bed, who cares right? Only got about three people who order it...what do you say?"

 

[BubbleLord]

At last he had a name. Were it up to him, he'd find some way for the kin-women to have human children or at least the chance of it. If that were the case, he'd feel less obligated to try and avoid knocking them up.


"Sounds like I can use it. I'll be fucking my way into the night anyway... I'll just have to hope I don't oversleep too much. Pull me up that meal and see if Selena is free, if you can. If you have anything I can take with me tomorrow morning, I'll need another boost as well. Estelle wants me to pay her a visit before I head out..."


The blacksmith shifted atop the bar to lean partially on it with a sigh. For his sake, he had to hope the meal lasted long enough to at least fuck Byron into such a bliss he couldn't think of anything but Orval. While he was certainly a handful, the man felt more and more connected with the maid. Partially because he had connected and connected with him using his cock within that tight boypussy. But the other part, of course, due to just how the lad had been so innocent and seemed to not really want to do this job. He'd only been blowing people, despite all the effort taken to turn him into what was essentially a flat-chested shemale.


"Tell me... how well does buying contracts or the escorts go? Not that I have that sort of cash, but... a guy could imagine picking some of these people up and keeping them for himself."

 

[Floozer]

Wallis stares at Orval before shouting back to the kitchen. "Get me a double order of the booster special! Extra sauce!" He turns back to Orval. "Selena is free, she is always in the communal room...not many people hire her up stairs cause by the time they are done watching her dance, some other escort has sucked them dry. Madam Estelle asked for you in the morning huh....oh boy, i am sorry about that, she can be a bit...rough. hope your hips hold out! I can have some travel rations ready by tomorrow, stop by before you leave. As for contracts....yes, they are for sale, but the cost fluctuates greatly. You see, when an escort signs on, the Madam has to pay for their food, health and all other expenses, which puts them in debt. So their first objective is to pay off that debt. Then they need to bring enough regulars so they are making more than what the Madam pays to keep them clean and healthy. Once they reach that point, their contract is free to be sold ONLY if the escort is ready to leave. So for someone like...Gregor." He points to the horse man who is now plowing a cow kin girl. "You would be facing...geeze, probably several thousand coins to buy him. Best breeder we have. If the customer wants to get pregnant, he is your pick. His cum is thick as mud and can make gallons a day! Who are you interested in buying? I know most of the prices around here."

 

[BubbleLord]

Getting informed the business woman was a dickbreaker certainly wasn't shocking, Orval shifting ever so slightly with the news on Selena. He'd pluck her from the room, then, to give that snake what she was good for.


"Well, with how Byron can take a cock I was considering him. Selena could be a nice one to have, since her dancing could earn some cash on the side. Someone like Gregor isn't in my market... I like to do the breeding, you know?"


It was no doubt that the horse brought in tons of cash with how he was constantly rutting. One girl filled and into the next like some pregnancy obsessed monster. Orval couldn't imagine moving on so quickly, as even he seldom moved on to a casual fuck to the next right away. His ass-fucked boy-bitch was still his focus even once he grabbed the snake on the way back, after all.

 

[Floozer]

"Wait, Byron? the new guy? I mean, yea he is cute, but he has not sexual practice...well, other than blow jobs. Then again you said you were training him so he must know something by now. Gregor was just an example ya see? He brings it a lot of buisness, makes a lot of money and is always reliable...so his contract would be really pricey. Byron would not cost you much. You wouldn't have to pay much for severance as he hasn't made the Madam very much money yet. I think you would actually be paying his debt....huh, you know, if you bought his contract before he payed it off, he would actually belong to you! That would be a first! Sure, slavery is common, but not from a brothel. Anyway, Byron would only run you about...hmm four weeks stay....around three hundred coins, not much concidering you would then own him until you decided other wise. In other words, a really cheap slave with lots of potential and a clean bill of health. As for Selena...yea, she will cost you a pretty coin. She paid off her debt and is working fast on getting regulars to reduce her costs. A safe bet would probably run about one thousand two hundred coins for her. Only up side would be the fact that she has been talking about wanting to travel at some point...so she would probably say yes to going with you any way if you had that kind of money!"


A cook comes out and places a huge plate in front of Orval. It is loaded with lamb, steak, rice, bread and dripping with sauce. The smell is amazing to say the least. "Eat as much as you can...you are going to need it!"

 

[BubbleLord]

Byron's story fit what he'd figured, but the idea of buying the boy out as a slave was nice enough to make his soft pecker harden slightly. Having the maid boy serve him so entirely would certainly be part of the dream where he could build his own lifestyle and harem. Hell, it'd be the start of it. Selena's price could be covered if he threw much of his wealth away... but he wouldn't own her. She could leave at any moment the instant they left the building. Taking a fork and preparing to dig in, he'd watch Wallis and finally speak quietly to avoid being overheard.


"What about Selena? Any way you could imagine her being a slave? That much coin... I couldn't imagine any person staying if they were freed from this life... they could come back or go off on their own right away..."

 

[Floozer]

Wallis lowers his voice to nothing but a whisper, easily drowned out by the other patrons. "Aye, but you would need a scape goat. There is a rule here at the brothel, the more you get your customer to spend, the more you make, real easy logic. But if your customer over spends, and they can't pay. they get draged into debt...however, if the customer were to run for it...the debt is dropped on the escort for not getting money conformation before bringing in the expensive stuff. So, you get someone to come in and flash a fair amount of money, play up the high roller apperance and really pile on the comforts. Then when you are done with you escort, slip out in the dead of night. Girl wakes up, no customer to bill....poof, she is back in debt again. Then you swoop in and buy her debt from the Madam...instant slave." *He leans in closer to Orval. "You didn't hear that from me you got it?! Gurkin would rip my horns off and stab me with them if he found out I dropped that kind of information!"

 

[BubbleLord]

He'd start eating his grub, listening to the lengthy explanation. It was going to be hard, but if he could get someone to pay roughly her worth and then skip on the bill... Orval could pick Selena up on the cheap and as a slave. But that sort of mentality was certainly unlike him, gulping a few bites of the food down before finally putting the fork down to meet the worried goat-kin. After all, now he had leverage... which meant maybe he wouldn't have to do the dirty work.


"I'll keep it from Gurkin... but I want you to help me, Wallis. I can't afford paying for that... but you must surely know someone who can. If I can convince them to buy Selena and join us, I can get to sample the goods and be there come morning when the person jumps on their bill. Hell, sending drinks up to our room could let me get the person drunk and loose on their cash. You help me set her price nice and low so I can buy her out... and when I make it big someday and buy this place out, I'll let you help me run the place."


He'd shovel more food away, distracted between the conversation and the sheer deliciousness of the food. His mind was racing with the fact that he was even considering this sort of plan, as he'd spent much of his days being on the straight and narrow. Now he was plotting ways to acquire a naga gal for cheap and as a slave to ensure she didn't run off. The blacksmith had been trained to shape blades and armor, but he had to admit that shaping Byron into a buttslut had so far been fun. Acquiring Selena and then having the new job to boot would practically set him up for a nice, new life. If the boss he'd be working for once he left the brothel had land and gave him some of it, he might even try to acquire anything to gender change his bitch-boy and start working on a family. His blue eyes glinted with the ideas racing through his head, his cock stiffening with each mouthful he put away.

 

[Floozer]

Wallis' eyes dart back and forth, checking to see if someone is listening. He then leans over the counter to look out the door way before leaning back to Orval. "Fine...the guy in that back of the bar, fancy clothes and bit of a gut going on...currently flirting with Belle, the cow-kin girl with huge tits. That guy is Marcus Wange. He has money, likes his women and has a taste for hard liquor. What he likes more than that, is to stroke is ego. Head back there and chat him up...really lay it on thick that he is so great and you were hoping to share a room with him. Puts some more drinks in him until his cheeks are read. He will accept to share his wealth. Take him up to your room and I will send two drinks up, DO NOT drink the one with a lemon wedge on it...cause I am going to make a real kicker out of it. Once he is drunk off his fast ass, tell him to order Le Grande Opalescence. It is our most expensive drink  yet, made with fairy dust. He may have money, but he can't afford that. Not completely. Once he has drunk that he should be like dough in your hand...mentally. Convince him to leave for some stupid reason, I don't care what it is. Then ride out your night until morning...everything will play out and Selena should be about six hundred in the drain."


"One last thing...when you buy this place...I wan't my fair share of the Madam. Woman is a cock tease and I would love nothing more than to turn her into a cum slut!" 

 

[BubbleLord]

"You can take a crack at her... But her cunt belongs to me."


His voice had come off stronger than intended, but he didn't try to apologize. If by some miracle he bought the place, he was going to use Estelle like Gregor used the women he was knocking up. The plan to use the fat guy would have to work to start his grand plan... and as he finished the meal, he'd finally stand up with his bulge on display.


"I really... look forward to our potential partnership Wallis. Now, if you'll excuse me..."


Turning, he'd spot the mark and start his way over. He'd eaten much of his food, but left enough room for a drink if need be. And as he neared the man he was already trying to pull out his inner smooth talker.


"Marcus Wange? I didn't think I'd share established company while recovering!"

 

[Floozer]

The fat man looks up from groping Belle's breasts and sizes up Orval with a suspicious look on his face. The compliment already working as this fat narcissist smiles slightly more to himself than Orval. "Yes well, even I have my base desires. These women are clean and of solid merit so I figured I can bless this place with presence. You obviously know my name, but who are you? I don't recognize you from these parts." 


Already Orval can feel his meal working. His previously aching balls feel full and ready for action, any soreness on his body is slowly evaporating away faster than he can think about it and his body feels as strong as it ever has before! Whatever was in that food really worked!

 

[BubbleLord]

Hook, line, and sinker. He'd lower to sit across from the two, humbly bowing his head.


"A blacksmith who got lucky enough to get in here. I'm Orval. You uh... seem find of this gal. But don't you think you should get the girl everyone wants? You know... the naga girl? Selena mentioned she wouldn't mind someone getting her off that stage..."

 

[Floozer]

He eyes Orval for a bit, greed and lust shining in his eyes. "Really now? Selena is looking for someone to get her off stage?!" he scoffs and and smiles once again. "Of course, she must have heard that I was staying here and is taking this chance to have some fun with a real man! You seem like a smart man Orval. You said you were a black smith huh? Hard work that is, but noble to be certain. It was a pleasure to meet you, but I shouldn't keep that snake temptress waiting!" *He slowly starts wiggling his pudgy form out of the chair.

 

[BubbleLord]

"Well, hold on for a moment," Orval said as he reached out to gently take hold of the man's forearm to hold him still, "I actually might be able to help."


The glutton of a rich man was making this too easy, even for someone who hadn't dabbled much in trickery. This was almost like a training session to help Orval get better at conning someone. Releasing the man's forearm after the grip ensured he didn't slip away, he'd look toward the big cowgirl's tits and make a note that maybe he could try and get Belle in on the deal. Of course, that lasted all but a moment due to the situation already going to burn a hole in his wallet even if this plan did work. As such, he put his gaze back on Marcus with a friendly smile to try and bring the pawn into his clutches.


"I've got a room and a girly boy I'm supposed to help Estelle break in... why not bring her back there? I can let you use my maid's mouth and since you won't be paying for the room, you could simply pay for her for the night and then spend lavishly. Since I'm a blacksmith, I'm obviously not going to be able to get a party going alone... but you could definitely do that. I imagine you'd make her even hornier if you made everyone have fun."

 

[Floozer]

The fat man narrows his eyes at Orval when he grabs his arm, but as Orval talks, his face slowly spreads out into a smile as Orval talks him up and puts himself down a bit. By the time Orval stops talking the man is smiling a slightly creepy grin and he claps Orval on the shoulder.


"Orval my good man, I think I am going to like you! I am feeling generous today, so I will accept your little deal. I will go and wrangle up the feisty naga girl, you tell Belle here where the room is and we will join you in just a little bit. You say you have a girly boy up there? I think I have seen him around...not much interest in that to be honest, but a blow job is a blow job after all." He gets to his feet and straightens out his clothes. "I won't be long now. Head on up and I will bring the party!" He waddles off to the communal room to get Selena. The moment he is out of ear shot, Belle thumps her head onto the table.


"Oh great Alrune above that man is insufferable!" The poor cow-kin girl rubs her head in frustration while looking at Orval. "all he talks about is himself and won't go a minute without squeezing my tits! Yea, they are great boobs but OW! You have to be gentle!" She shakes her head and sighs. "I think I know what you are doing mister Orval, getting a fun night on someone else dime. I will play along. What room are you in, I will bring that toad up."