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.
