Jaina chewed her lip as she looked over the arcane contract before her. Her eyes danced over the legal wording, and contractual obligations again and again. Checking for anything that might cause her problems and so far, she caught nothing. This entire thing was clean and upfront, it provided a simple service that allowed the user satisfaction and complete anonymity at the price of five gold for every use of the service. Five gold to open a small portal that transported a random cock for her personal use.
"... At least it provides options and some restrictions." Grimacing at the thought that some horde member's shaft flopping out before her. Lips tightening she shook her head, quickly adding her personal preference of Alliance folk only. However, she paused once more before signing at the final line. The final act that would seal this deal and give her access to this service.
Pausing, she gave a small sigh as she remembered the child of Fordragon telling her of the service. The two had been talking in private, the conversation had left her stunned and blushing as the woman spoke highly of it. Even going far enough to activate it before Jaina's very eyes. Jaina watched the portal open before her, watched a thick, uncut black length slowly appear before her. She sat back, too shocked to speak as Taelia grasped the portal. Moving it around beneath her, sitting herself upon the cock with a low moan. Where she proceeded to service the length, taking it deep into her, while telling Jaina of how it was a wonderful stress relief. In embarrassment the mage had fled quickly after it, leaving the privacy of Taelia's room with flushed cheeks.
Yet here she was, sitting in her private room, hand clutching an ink quill as she stared at the magical contract before her. "Small joining fee of a gold... if not used for a year or two, the contract will become void and null." Muttering as she sat back, staring at that final line for her to sign. "It is just a gold to join, if I do nothing then... it is only a gold." Reaching out, she took the half full wine goblet and drank deeply from it, setting it down with a soft sigh. Staring at the contract, then to the drink as if it was some traitorous scum she steadily signed. She never admitted it, but drinking often aroused her, letting her mind wander towards the gutters of her imagination.
Sitting back, she watched the contract begin to slowly disappear. It was to be catalogued in their books obviously. However, as she blinked to rub at her own eyes a small bracelet was laying on her desk before her. Curiosity took her, lifting it up to inspect it, she blushed and put it down. "That's the same as what Taelia used...." Immediately, she stood and walked away from her wooden, oak desk. Biting at the knuckle of her right index finger in thought, she was feeling a multitude of emotions. One of anxiety, another of excitement. It was a war within her, tumbling around in her gut as she began to pace.
"I've joined, I... might as well give it a go, like, it won't be bad. If I don't like it I can cancel the contract and move on.. it.. it is only five more gold. Won't even dent my purse. I..." Pausing, she took a deep breath and marched back to the desk. Hand reached out, with a resolution that seemed to abandon her in the final moment. Hesitating, she took a deep breath. "Fuck it..." Whispering as she clutched the circlet. Eyes widening as she witnessed its magic. "That's... big..." Her mouth agape.
Elsewhere in Kul Tiras harbour, a tavern was alight with good folk and cheers. Drink and food flowed freely in celebration of the harbour's survival. Off to a corner sat a draenei, pale skinned tattooed with the light's brilliance. Her lightforged nature shining some light in their hidden alcove. Two humans sat with her, a paladin and priestess. The three of them joked, and laughed when suddenly the draenei choked on her drink. Coughing, she waved off the concerns. "It is fine... Just laughed too hard, went down the wrong way." Thumping her own chest she stood. "Going to get some fresh air too." Giving them a goodbye as she left the building, she wasted no time in running to the abandoned blacksmith. Hands fumbling at the drawstrings of her pants, she pulled them open and sighed. Looking down, her member was missing. The glowing glyphs on the cock ring she wore told her exactly what was going on. "... Damn it, I thought I turned it off..." Shuddering as she felt a heated breath on her currently missing member. "... Fuck... that feels nice." Leaning back onto an anvil, one hand gripped it as the other pulled at her top. Loosening it partially as she moaned, eyes closing for a moment.
Jaina stood in her room, blushing as she stared at the hardened length before her. Lifting her arm up, she gave a quick guesstimation. "That's bigger than my forearm..." However it did not sate her innate curiosity, reaching out to grasp the length. She could feel the warmth of this heavy slab between her fingers. Inching forward, she gave the equine length a flick with her tongue. Her nerves holding her back for only a moment as she lent in once more. Her tongue slowly swirling around that flared head. Fingers squeezing, gently grasping the pillar as they pushed down it. Drawing a twitch from this private pillar she had paid to enjoy.
Leaning in, the inquisitive mage pressed her lips to the flared crown. A shudder ran through her, realising just what she was doing as she squeezed the length with a small eagerness. Sucking on the little bit of flesh she had, her lips slowly stretched around this flared head. It was hard to do, a frown on her face as she rubbed at her jaw. It was a difficult choice, continue hurting her jaw on this lovely monster before her or find another way to enjoy herself. Glancing down, she blushed as a thought occurred to her, pulling her robes apart she pressed the shaft between her ample bust. Pressing those mounds together, around the meat, she found it sat comfortably there to her joy. Her tongue swirled around the crown, her flesh rubbing up and down. She could feel the twitching of excitement, along with tasting the precum that oozed from the tip.
The draenei pouted for a moment, feeling the mouth stop its teasing suckles, a long sigh rolled from her lips as she sat back on the anvil. However it changed as she took a breath, blinking for a moment as she felt those warm orbs wrapping around her shaft. "Are those breasts...?" Asking herself the important questions, moaning lightly in pleasure. "Fuck... it has been a while since someone has done that." Guessing her shaft to be wrapped up in the warm breasts of whoever was upon the other side. She loved this, not knowing what was going to happen next, a long moan rolled free of her lips as she oozes precum, feeling that tongue lap it up just as eagerly. Hips rolling forward for a moment, before pausing with a long groan of annoyance. This was the downside of being a Magical Glory Worker, she couldn't actively participate. She had to sit and stay for whomever was enjoying her cock. "By the Light...I hope they don't tease me too long."
The mage smirked for a moment, a thrill running through her as she watched the length twitching. The obvious eagerness in it lit a fire deep within her. Her breasts were wet with that oozing precum. What little candle light her room had cast a shine over them. Her arms came up as she leant forward. Her bust pushed to the base of the behemoth before her. Her arms squashing the shining mounds together as her hands grasped the head. Fingers dancing over the flared head. Caressing, and exploring the flesh as she took this moment to examine the beast. Heated breath washing over it. She knew she had just been sucking upon it, and licking it but she let herself get entranced by its seeming virility and girth.
