"Would you care for a goblet of wine?" Baron Kruelin said to his guest. The Baron, an infamously brutal warchief, now the ruler of the Kingdom of Baka, was not known for extending hospitality. However, this was a special case, he wanted his guest to feel comfortable.
"No thank you, My Lord." the man said. His long, stringy dark hair obscured his eyes. The man was dressed in black leather armor, and he had the look of a rogue.
"You don't trust me?" the Baron said, an amused grin crossing his lips.
"I suppose I do. I just don't make a habit of drinking while discussing business. What about you, do you trust me, Baron?"
"I have to, you're the best bounty hunter on the continent, aren't you, Derreck Bludsong?" the Baron told him.
Derreck nodded. It was true. Derreck Bludsong was the best bounty hunter in all the land, from Baka, to Marendo, and beyond. He held no allegiance to any kingdom, his nationality of origin was unknown, but Kings and Lords from every nation had hired him at some point to do their dirty work. His allegiance was to gold. Gold is what mattered to him.
"So I understand you're having trouble tracking down a girl." Bludsong said.
"Not just any girl, but yes, that is why I summoned you." the Baron explained. "Her name is Angelica Di'Marinella, the daughter of of the King of Marendo. She is the princess of the very kingdom we're at war with. She escaped my castle some weeks ago, and I've had my guards searching the countryside for her, but in this time of war, I cannot stretch my resources too thin." The Baron paused and ran his fingers through his gray hair. "Besides, I have a feeling that one man searching in secrecy will have more success than one hundred in the open."
"It usually does." Derreck Bludsong replied. The man in black was standing there with his hands clasped in front of him. He did not have any nervous habits or fidget at all; he stood completely still and calm. "Let's talk about price. I will require two thousand gold pieces."
The Baron sighed and nodded. "That seems high, but I agree to pay. There is one additional thing I ask..."
Derreck raised his eyebrows, listening. In his experience, nothing positive usually followed that statement.
"I know your reputation, Bludsong. I don't want you to fuck her before returning her to me. I want her returned pure." the Baron told him.
"I don't see why I shouldn't be allowed to fuck the princess. After all, by your description of her, she sounds absolutely delicious." the bounty hunter replied. Baron Kruelin had given Derreck a detailed description of Princess Angelica just moments before, describing in detail her beauty, and in particular noting her massive rack on several occasions.
"Because, I intend to make her my wife!" Baron Kruelin shouted, slamming his fist on the table.
"Yet you already have two wives." Derreck said.
"I've grown bored of them. Ciara and Maybelle are beautiful, but adding Angelica to my collection will be perfect."
"Very well, if that is a requirement of yours, then I require a deposit." Derreck responded.
"A deposit? You require gold up-front?" the Baron asked.
The bounty hunter shook his head, and his dark hair swung back and forth slightly. "No, not gold. I want a blowjob from one of your wives that you're so bored with."
The Baron ran his fingers through his hair again, considering the proposition. After a while, he decided it was worthwhile. "Very well, I will agree to that. Which one?"
"Which one is the red-head?" Derreck asked.
"That's Ciara."
"Her." he said, nodding.
The Baron agreed, and after their business was concluded, the Baron had his wife Ciara summoned to a guest room where Derreck Bludsong was waiting for her.
Ciara, the Baron's beautiful red-headed wife, arrived at the guest room wearing a simple blue silk gown. Her red hair was curled slightly as it spilled around her shoulders, which were bare. The gown was cut low and was shoulderless, with baggy sleeves and a tight fit elsewhere. The low neckline of the dress allowed her ample bosom to swell up invitingly, giving Derreck a nice view of her deep cleavage. Her skin was pure and creamy, those breasts were flawlessly and immaculate.
"The Baron commanded me to meet you here and service you." Ciara said to the man, the stranger in the room who she did not know. Derreck noticed that she didn't refer to Kruelin as her husband, but rather just by his official title. It seemed unnecessarily formal and impersonal.
"Does your husband whore you out often?" The bounty hunter asked her as she came near him.
The question didn't seem to phase her. "Sometimes." she said, running her hand over Derreck's arm.
"Sometimes?"
"More often, recently." she said finally. "He used to not at all. In the beginning we were just his. Now, however, it has been happening more and more frequently. The Baron uses Maybelle and I as payment to his merchants, or as a service to diplomats."
"And what about your husband? Does he still fuck you?" Derreck asked.
Ciara shook her head slightly. "No, rarely now, if ever."
Derreck rubbed his chin as he nodded. It seemed that the Baron had indeed become bored with his two beautiful wives, Maybelle and Ciara. It was a shame really, given how beautiful they were. Other than the one woman he was being paid to track down, these two wives belonging to the Baron were the most beautiful in the Baka Kingdom.
"Alright, enough small talk. Start sucking my cock." Derreck told the beautiful red-head.
Ciara knelt down in front of Derreck as he undid his trousers and pulled them open. His long cock flopped out, still mostly soft, as Ciara knelt in front him and ran her hands up his body and pressed her big jugs up against the front of his thighs. Ciara's breasts were full, round, and perfectly shaped. The top of that silky blue robe she was wearing was wrapped tightly around the vast amount of her titflesh, and the low cut neckline allowed her knockers to rise up like they were swollen.
The busty girl wrapped her pretty lips around Derreck's shaft and started sucking him. She brought him from flaccid to fully erect in almost no time. Soon, the man - who's name she didn't even know - had a full hardon throbbing in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his shaft as she played with it inside her mouth, also causing her saliva to drip down over him.
The Baron's wife took turns sucking Derreck hard, and then swirling her tongue around his pole. When she sucked on his shaft, Ciara's cheeks caved in with the force of her suction, as her entire mouth sealed around his rod like a tight glove. She sucked like this for several moments, then she licked him up and down and twirled her tongue around and around, toying with it like a popsicle.