"I'm sorry, did you say you need an 'adventuring companion'?", she asked incredulously. "Mistress Globb, does this guy know he's in a whorehouse?"
Her halfling boss shrugged.
"My team and I are leaving on a quest in the mountains.", the fellow explained. "We've got good intel of hidden treasure. But you know, adventuring is stressful business. It can cause frictions, tension. So we've decided that hiring a wh...a female companion can help keep our spirits high and our minds clear. You'll be getting twice what you usually make in a night, and Mistress Globb will be likewise compensated. We requested you because you seem, well, sturdier. A half-orc won't complain if she has to sleep a few nights out in the wild."
"Up to you, dear," Mistress Globb said to her, then immediately turned to him: "Half the money up front. And you'd better not put her in danger."
"Minimal, I assure you. She'll stay where we make camp."
She sighed. Prostitution used to be a simple profession. But then again, it did seem like a good deal. The whole thing seemed a bit iffy - they hadn't even asked to sample her before going - but hell, what was the worst that could happen?
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The adventurers' group that had employed her was four guys: 2 were humans: Bort, the guy who had negotiated at the whorehouse, was lean, young, handsome, but kind of sleazy. The other was a large barbarian fellow who didn't offer a name. He was in his 40s, with a hairy chest and arms so muscular that he could and probably would pin her on the ground and fuck her without her being able to move. The third was an elf called Alaq - she'd never been with a male elf, but truth be told, if this guy didn't have pointy ears she would have taken him for a human too. The fourth guy was a bit of a mystery. A very pale fellow called Dergas, he wore a hood and she couldn't tell exactly what he was. It didn't matter much - Bort had specified he would not make use of her services.
The first day was mostly spent going up with mountain. It was a slow trip, so she tried to make small talk, with mixed results. Fucking was probably the only common interested she had with these people.
She tried to sound jolly. "So, just so you know, I am up for almost anything, especially since you are paying extra. Any special requests?"
They didn't seem that willing to share those openly. "I think individual vices are best left to be discussed later..Rodry, is it?"
"Yes. Grodr'un-Ikazal, actually, but Mistress Globb didn't think that was a proper name for a whore. I reckon she was right"
"A whore by any other name," said Alaq. That was probably supposed to mean something, but she didn't get it.
By the time they made camp, the others were apparently too tired for fucking. No matter; she would get paid all the same. On the morning, they left to explore the area for the ruins, or caves, or whatever they were looking for, saying they would return before sunset and she should be ready to receive them.
"I hope you don't expect me to cook," she shouted behind them as they left. "At least not well."
She had little to do during the day. She walked around the wilderness a bit, found a stream nearby and took a bath, then returned to camp. This job so far had a lot less sex than anticipated. She decided to masturbate - a little edging to get her ready for the night ahead. She hoped they would all have her together, since getting spit roasted was her all time favourite thing, but that was unlikely. They didn't look that type. Still, the potential fuelled her fantasies as she fucked herself with the brass dildo she'd brought along - she was still in her tent 'getting ready' when she heard them return. They were excited about something - it wasn't her though. They had found what they were looking for, and were arguing about their next steps. She got out to greet them, still holding her toy, and they turned to her.
"I see you are ready, that's great," Bort said, then for some reason turned to Dergas and asked "does the order matter?"
The hooded man - he had to be the wizard of the group, she seemed to recall all such bands of adventurers had one - shook his head.
"Good. Then, does someone want to go first, or shall we roll a dice?" Bort continued.
She rolled her eyes. She had guessed they would just take turns with her, but dice?
The result was Bort, then the barbarian, and lastly Alaq, the elf.
"Shall we go to my tent?" she suggested to the first one. At least he followed her eagerly.
Once inside, he ordered her to undress, which she did dutifully. He gave her fit, curvy (for a half-orc at least) body an admiring look and licked his lips.
"I want you to beg for it, you understand?"
Ah, one of those guys, then. The words came naturally, often practiced in some variation or another: "Yes, mister Bort, I understand. Please, please fuck me, I need it so much. I need your cock."
It was amazing how well this worked, as contrived as her 'helpless girl' voice sounded to her. He grabbed her, threw her on the bed roll and fell on top of her, his tongue in her mouth, then slowly moving to her neck, then her tits, while his left hand fingered her pussy. He was not bad actually. Her hand stroked his cock over his clothes. It was rock-hard.
"Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Please," she whispered in his ear.
He took of his clothes and spread open her legs, towering over her. He rubbed his cock against her pussy but didn't put it in. Instead he stuck two fingers in her, soaked them in her thick orcish juices and moved them down to lubricate her asshole.
"Is it true your kind can take it up the ass more easily?"
He didn't wait for an answer before inserting his cock in her ass. She let out a small cry; it was true she got wet enough to make anal sex easier, but he hadn't used much of her cum to lubricate her. Still, he wasn't the first client to do so. She could take it, but what he wanted was to hear her beg, and that's what she would do.
"Oh, slower, please. I have others to please after you, you don't want to leave me broken, do you?"
He went slower, but sticking his dick insider her ass up to the balls. She hurt a bit at first but they had chosen her because she was sturdy - in more ways than one.
She moaned as he started thrusting a bit faster, getting close.
"Ask for it," he ordered.
"I want your cum. I want it to fill my ass, I want it so bad," she begged, and he obliged. She felt him empty his load inside her, in three bursts.
He took a couple of heavy breaths, then said "you know, whatever comes out of this, hiring you was a good idea."
"Thanks," she replied. Bort winked at her and exited the tent. Not five seconds later, the barbarian entered.
"Wow, someone is in a hurry." She was still with her legs open, cum dripping out of her ass.
"Sorry, I could hear you moaning and I got horny," he said almost apologetically. "I can wait if you need some time."
"Well, if you don't mind, then I don't either," she replied.
She thought he might be different than what his looks indicated, and he set out to prove it right away. He got on his knees in front of her, holding her legs open with his hands and immediately started eating her out, Bort's cum sticking to his beard. She pushed his head to her, guiding his tongue to the right spot. He was dilligent, eager to please her. A nice change of pace. He kept at it for a few minutes, as she got closer and closer to the explosion she had denied herself during the day while waiting for them. She pulled his head away and kissed him, then had him lie down on his back.
"My turn, I want to ride you," she told him and got on top of him. His hands rested on her waist as he licked her hard nipples. She moved in circular motions at first, then quickly back and forth as his cock was bringing her closer to orgasm.
"I'm coming," he said. She was so close, but the client's need come first, so she let him slide out of her, get up and empty his load all over her tits. But then he did something she wasn't used to seeing, certainly not from manly barbarians. He started to lick his cum from her tits while his hand went lower to play with her clit. The sight alone was enough; her body started convulsing as she was brought to orgasm. He had seemingly drank all of his cum from her body.
"That was unexpected. You should come see me again when we return to town," she told him and meant it.
