The Trials of Valeriya: Back in Bonds; Chapter 4/15 - Sex Stories

The Trials of Valeriya: Back in Bonds; Chapter 4/15

... Cincuman—who was observing the proceedings quietly from his chair—pointedly. The bailiff fingered her squelchy pussy for a while, then withdrew his digits accompanied by a moan of disappointment from Valeriya. He grabbed her lush buns and spread them apart. “I see her bunghole’s seen some action.” Her anal opening looked thicker and stronger than was normal, and it gaped slightly when her cheeks were pulled apart—the telltale sign of an anal whore. The bailiff spat on it and unceremoniously pushed both of his thumbs inside her anus. Valeriya sighed and pushed her ass back onto his hands. She needed this man to buy her. “She’s a natural cock-pleaser. No way had a runt like you trained her like this,” he told Boiko. The Cincuman fought for every ram like a cornered badger, and in the end, they agreed upon a whopping sum of 60 dragons and 50 harts. Valeriya was quite taken aback. Apparently the price of a prime specimen of female flesh is worth more than the life of a Laski nobleman. Or perhaps Durriken has robbed me blind! Valeriya wished she could haggle as well as Boiko … as well as any Cincumen for that matter. I wonder if I can get a cut from that coin, she mused. ’Tis literally being made by selling my person! But knowing the stingy disposition of most ...

... Cincumen, Valeriya wouldn’t bet on it. The bailiff counted out the coin and handed over the fat pouch to Boiko, who counted it again. Then the forger handed over her fake ownership certificate and signed the payment receipt the bailiff had prepared. “Welladay, I suppose this is goodbye,” Boiko said to her dolefully, then pinched her ass. “Be a good girl now.” Then he quite inexplicably hugged her! “You know I wouldn’t have sold you if I didn’t need the coin so bad?” he murmured, rubbing his face between her bare breasts. Valeriya felt a sudden urge to stroke his hair. She didn’t know if she’d ever see a friendly face again. He had been good to her, behaved honorably until they had reached Dlone. But most importantly, he didn't try to rat her out. Perhaps she had been wrong to scare him so with her ‘I have just hexed you so don’t try anything funny’ routine. “I know,” she said submissively, then added, “Master.” Boiko let her go and started for the door. Then he stopped and turned back. What now? Valeriya wondered. But this time he addressed the bailiff. “Since I’m selling off all my prized possessions, I was thinking, I have a genuine Tertius painting in my room…” Oh dear gods… © 2014 High Smut. All rights reserved. Full story first published on highsmut.blogspot.com .