The war had ended, forcing the town into a frenzy of partying and cheer. The weather remained warm and the streets were packed with people. The smell of expensive tobacco and cheap perfume permeated the Captain's nose. He smiled.
Warriors filled every alleyway and the drinking pubs had spilled their patrons from outside of their doors, onto the streets, due to the large crowds. Scantily clad spoils of wars accompanied many soldiers. The women stood on the side lines, as their new owners drank and gambled their money away.
Captain Rax had pushed through the crowds of celebrators and made his way to the door of his first in command. He knocked and waited.
"What's up, Sir?" Lieutenant Kreg had asked when he opened the door.
"Up for some drinking and a game of poker?"
'Tired of your spoils already, Captain?" he laughed.
"Yeah. I'm not really thrilled with any that I brought home. Gave them all away, actually. They were good for one use, but I must have chosen every combative women there was left in that damn village. I'm looking to go to the poker game tonight, take in some cash, and find a sweet girl to lick my balls while I do it."
"Want to go the glass tables?" Kreg asked.
"Yea," Rax replied, "Let's do it. I like seeing all of them lick together."
As Kreg closed the door behind him, he commented, "I feel the same way. I used up all my spoils, but I need a woman that feel like home. If ya know what I mean, Captain."
"I do," he laughed.
As the two arrived at the gambling field, they saw the six glass tables packed with poker players. Rax looked over at the cages of woman that no soldiers claimed during the end of war. He saw what he wanted.
He pointed out his woman to the Cage Master and placed his order.
"You always go for the bargain, don't you, Captain. I hate to tell you those inexperienced chicks never suck cock right. Remember last week when that one ran her teeth over you?"
'Don't remind me. I like this one," he said, pointing her out to him.
"That shy one all the way back in the cage? The one with the dark hair?" Kreg asked.
'Yeah, I like her and I like a mouth that's never been used. Plus, they are cheaper and the lines are shorter."
"That's cos when men pay good money for head, they want good head, Captain. A mouth that has never been used does not know what to do."
'Ahh. I'm not paying full-price for a used up whore. Look at her. She has that pleasing look in her eyes. See how she looked at me? None of them look at you in the eye. She looked me in the eye."
"Suit yourself, Captain. I ain't even ordering tonight. Just going to pull on it while all of you men get sucked. I'm fucked out."
Captain Rax laughed, "We all need a rest once in a while. Hey look. A new table is opening up."
Rax was happy to have gotten the head seat the table. The table was long, clean and shiny and sat twenty-five men. He had always enjoyed the glass tables. It was a site to see. Women would crawl in between the legs of every man playing poker. They would suck and lick as the games began. It was a challenge to keep your money and make the correct bet if you became too excited.
Rax lit his cigar and smiled at Kreg as the first hand was dealt. It went quickly and Rax opened his hands as his winnings were pushed toward him.
"Lucky night, Captain," Kreg laughed.
"I hope as hell," he answered back.
A big-titted waitress came over, delivered the mugs of beer to the men, and bent over Rax to empty out the ashtrays of cigars and cigarettes off the table.
As she did, Captain Rax, pulled the little tie on her bikini top, causing her huge tits to fall out. She giggled as Kreg winked to the Captain and untied her bottom, exposing her fat ass and shaved pussy mound.
Although Kreg said he was tired, the Captain grinned as he watched his friend nibble on her fat, round ass. Rax grunted and moved his mouth to her erect nipples and began sucking.
She gently swayed her body as the men used their mouth on her body. Rax moved his mouth between her two tits, licking and sucking. He pulled on her nipples, stretching them out and snapping back in place, as the server moaned.
It wasn't often that one had the opportunity to see a fully dressed server. In all the years Rax had been coming to the glass tables, it was the first he had been given the opportunity of undressing one. Usually, they were already used by other men, and Rax had never liked that. Used meat was never for him.
Rax looked over, as Kreg licked on the server's ass. He laughed to himself knowing his first in command must have been hard as rock and ready to fuck. Rax pushed the server's breast together and sucked madly on her nipples, moving his mouth from one hard nipple then to the other. The view in his peripheral vision caught his eye. He saw them.
Twenty-five girls, all leashed and primped to serve, stood to the side of the table. The Cage Master had them on their knees, as he pulled on their leashes. They were dressed in their normal, white tunic attire and Rax looked for the one he had purchased. Rax licked his lips. The Cage Master spoke to them in his gruff voice, and they began to crawl to the table they were to serve. They looked like a brood of dogs with long hair and pretty lips. They scurried toward the cocks they would serve. Captain Rax grinned when he saw his girl.
As the women made their way under the glass tables, the sound of zippers and moans filled the air. Rax watched as the men released their cocks. The cocks dangled, excited for the warm mouths that would be upon them. He saw two women at the other end of the table hungrily lick on their men and Captain Rax knew the next hand in poker would be his. In his opinion, nothing beat the glass tables. He really didn't care about the money, because to watch all the cock sucking was worth what he may lose in poker.
The Captain's purchase crawled under the glass table and in between his legs.
He bent over at his waist and looked at the girl he had just brought. Again, she looked him in the eye. He grinned and asked, "What's your name?"
