Mina Kell 1 - Sex Stories

Mina Kell 1

... have much hatred to me, my kind, yes? Would this not be bad for me to be exposed to them?" Her voice shaky at the thought of getting mobbed by humans. She quickly emptied her cup again, and Jafar refilled it just as fast.

"That's just it," He mentioned, "this can help mend relations, and it can help then see the similarities between us! Not to mention, it allows for spectacular stage play." He finished, stroking his beard. She cocked her head to the side and inquired, with a slur, what he meant. "Well, your first show could be of you as a conquering warrior, then you get 'subjugated' and made into a slave and for the finally'" he stopped to take a breath, though Mina got the feeling this wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea," you make peace with the humans in a super sexy way!" He smiled excited at the idea. Mina could smell a strong scent of testosterone and other hormones in the air. She deduced that the idea excited Jafar and Alain in a primal way. She tried to hide her emotions as he explained, but she too felt a heat rise in her abdomen, and her nipples hardened at the idea of being exposed. Such a thing is not something her people do, but the wine had a way of making everything these men said sound like honey.

"I don't know what to say..."she began, "this is... not normal for my people."

"Do not your males take multiple mates in your culture?" Alain inquired.

"Well, yes, but it has never... been the other way around, yes? Females do not choose mates... so ...

... much as they are chosen." Her head was swimming with the implications if she accepted, sure there was glimmer, but being so exposed, and to humans no less, yet, no one else would know. She could keep it a secret from her kin and help them. After all, is it not better to take a much safer job that guarantees money? And Jafar has never steered her wrong. All of these thoughts swam through her head like a swarm of shanks.

"Think of it this way," Alain said, pouring another glass of wine for himself and topping hers off, as she had been sipping it the whoke time, "we want you, but do you want us? How could we make this worth your while?" She realized, as she drank again, her mind was a full blur, and she could barely speak in the human tongue, so she donned her face mask or else she knew she'd never be understood.

"W-well...yes..I would need...glimmer...and sssaftey....yes...and time...a passss.."her words blended together, and she swayed from side to side, feeling giddy. She had never been drunk before, though she had heard of it becoming more frequent, among her people as their time with the humans lengthened, and finally understood the appeal. Jafar put a hand out to help her stay steady. Had she been sober, she would have noticed it firmly grasping her left breast. But in her inebriated state she could only focus on her words. She continued as Alain scooted closer, also leading a hand on her right thigh. Below another girl had started to dance in a very short skirt and ...