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The tavern was not an easy place to find by accident. One had to take a turn into an unremarkable alleyway, clear a corner and descend a narrow stone stairs to an unmarked wooden door, then knock and wait politely before getting ushered in. Inside, the dimly lit tavern's air simmered with the sweat and body heat of a motley crew of patrons, the low murmur of voices interrupted by raucous laughter or shrieks of joy and displeasure. Lanterns slung from the low ceiling that created little pools of light, revealing the outcasts and outsiders, the beast races from far and near mingling with the curious and the thrill-seeking.

A young man entered the tavern and made his way through the crowd of rowdy customers, hoping that no one would recognize him as a member of the wealthy classes under his cheap cloak. He took a seat near the dance floor and ordered a drink. It was provided for him just as a musician started playing his string instrument, plucking out chords of some wild, ever quickening melody.

The tavern's main room was made of dark wood, worn to dull shimmer by passage of time and people. Its walls were draped with lush red velvet curtains, and similar ones slung from the ceiling in loose bundles. During daytime light would be let in from narrow windows at top of the room, but during night the place swam in a red-tinted ocean of shadows as the thick curtains that partitioned the space into smaller alcoves swayed along the ebb and flow of people. The center of the room was left open for the performers, and round tables were arranged into a semicircle around it to allow everyone a good view of the entertainment.

A gnoll easily head taller than the youth slid into view, his slender but muscular frame clothed in silk veils thin enough to almost see through. His arms, chest, and hips swayed as he danced in the middle of the floor, the pink layers of thin cloth barely hiding the shapes and curves under them. A veil clung from his face hiding his lower face, but the glimmer of his yellow eyes hinted at a knowing smirk on his lips. He clearly enjoyed being the center of attention as he undulated around the dance floor, showing off his taut belly covered in short, coarse hair. Golden jewels dangled from his large ears, tingling along his movements. Their glittering was matched by rows of gold rings on his clawed hands and feet, making tiny clinking noises as he moved his fingers along the rhythm of the music.

The young man stopped sipping his drink and watched in fascination. His father had often railed against these monsters which regularly sacked his trade caravans, but William had never seen one himself in real life and up close. He considered himself to be athletic, a practiced fencer and a decent rider, but the tall, muscular furry body of the hyena-man marked a vivid contrast to his own. The supple movements of that strange body were both bestial and graceful. They seemed to hold the promise of something exotic and wild, things that had been sorely missing from his own, sheltered life. The veils that covered the most intimate parts of the gnoll's body were just sufficiently thin to offer him a tantalizing hint of what laid hidden behind them, and he felt his face become flushed with red from such thoughts. He was here only to watch, of course, and anything else would be inappropriate for someone in his position. He tried his best to look detached, but soon he found himself craning his neck trying to get a better view.

The gnoll's dance became lewder as it progressed, as the notes shifted to ever more frenzied pace. He swayed then bent over, showing off his supple body, dragging his hands along his belly and backside in a manner most suggestive. One by one he started stripping off his veils and tossed them to the audience, which caught them with wild laughter and whoops. Soon his entire body was almost bare, save for his sex where a cloth still preserved his modesty. He had light tan and sand color fur with blotches of dark spattered along it in intricate patterns on his chest and back, and a pair of black nipples peeking out among the fur, now rock hard from excitement. His short tail swung cheerily along as he jiggled his buttocks, with a single strip of cloth buried deep between them.

The gnoll took off his face veil right as he came across William's table and tossed it to him. He looked at the young man and smiled a wide, toothy leer, then winked. His muzzle was canine-like and pitch black, with a wet nose and a long, pink tongue lolling from it. A shaggy mane started from the top of his head and descended along his neck until it melded into his shoulder hair. He looked smug, tantalizing close to the young man, taunting him to react with his mere presence.

The casually thrown veil landed on William's lap, and he picked it up without thinking and held it to his face. Its smell was strong and cloying, almost like wild honey, and breathing in the gnoll's musk sent shivers along William's spine. Raising his head he saw that the creature was now standing right up to him, proudly displaying his body and his barely-hidden manhood, indecent yet delicious! William raised a trembling hand and reached out for the gnoll's leg, hoping to caress the shaggy fur… but was ignobly slapped away by the laughing gnoll. The larger male tutted and shook his finger, then turned away to finish his dance.

The gnoll slid on his knees on the floor and arched his body back all the way until his shoulder blades brushed against the ground, his considerable bulge protruding proudly towards the audience. As the music stopped everyone started to cheer and tossed coins on top of him, and he rolled around gracefully, sweeping in the rain of gold pouring on him. He used his snug crotch veil as a purse, sliding coin by coin under the cloth, then bowed and walked towards the backroom with a confident, swaying strut, his crotch jingling and tinkling as he went. As he reached the curtains that separated the main room from back he looked over his shoulder and made eye contact with William. He nudged his head and stroked the inside of his thigh slowly, then disappeared from the view, chuckling as he went.

William blinked and shook his head, still dazed by the lascivious spectacle. The gnoll had definitely made a pass at him, and he should have been insulted by the lowly beast folk's impudence, but he felt only the excitement of his heart beating faster. William rose from his table and walked to the curtains, parted them to see a corridor and a glimpse of the gnoll entering a lodge hidden behind another curtain. He was about to follow him when he suddenly hesitated.

He was already risking his reputation by being here, and getting tangled with further untoward business would be...unfortunate. He was supposed to be here to sate his curiosity not his fantasies!

He looked around in his indecision. The other lodges around him were partially hidden from sight by heavy drapes and curtains, but he could see various shapes behind them--and not all of them were human. The grunts and moans that rose from the alcoves left little doubt as to what sort of activities took place here. He fidgeted nervously with the laces of his cloak. He wanted to be bold and just see what the gnoll was like behind the veil, but he felt increasingly nervous. He was about to lose his nerve and leave when a voice called him from one of the lodges.

The gnoll had parted the curtain a little, his face half seen, and watched William with an amused look.

"While you're at it, bring me a jug of wine. I get thirsty after performance!"

His voice was raspy but light, a smoky tenor with resounding timbre raising from his wide chest. He did not wait to see the startled man's response, but withdrew from sight chuckling as he did. Dumbfounded William did not question the gnoll's instructions. Oblivious to the fact that a lowly dancer had given him an order, he darted with rapid steps back to the bar and ordered a jug of expensive wine. He returned back to the corridor and stood in front of the lodge's curtain, balancing awkwardly the pitcher and two glasses. Gathering his courage, he parted the drapes.

The gnoll was waiting for him, lounging carelessly on one of the soft, long couches set against the alcove walls. He was still wearing nothing but his veil, and had piled the night's gains on a table that stood between couches. His legs were spread apart in a provocative manner, so that his bulging crotch was the first thing William saw as he entered the room. The gnoll noticed the drinks first then the man, and chuckled.

"How nice of you, not everyone is so attentionate."

William put the jug on the table and poured a glass. He handed it over and sat on the edge of couch opposite to the gnoll, trying hard not to stare at his companion's crotch.

"I, em, liked your performance", he finally said awkwardly.

The gnoll sat upright and snatched the jug, then craned his head back to chug the wine like water. William watched as his throat made gulping motions, making ripples along his fluffy hair. Rivulets of wine spilled from the corners of his wide maw and ran along his neck and onto his chest. His thirst sated, the gnoll landed the jug back on the table and burped a little.

"Thanks."

He cracked his neck then stretched his back, making a heartfelt moan as the vertebrae popped satisfyingly and released tension.

"You're a brave man, walking into the beast's lair when asked to."

He chuckled at what William thought--or hoped--was a joke.

"You liked my performance well enough to check out if you might like me too, hmm?"

The creature leaned over the table with a wry smile, and locked eyes with William.

William stood with his mouth open. This creature was definitely nothing like the pampered, carefully manicured lords he usually socialized with.

"Yes, I mean, you are so different from the people I have met before, you are so much...more, more unrestrained and wilder."

He briefly regretted these words, fearing he had offended the gnoll, but his companion only laughed and shuffled on the couch.

"I can show you how wild a gnoll can get", he said with a wicked grin.

The gnoll eyed the young man up and down, making a note of his elegant clothing and the ornate, downright ostentatious clasp on his cloak. He seemed to like what he saw.

"Back on the savannah I'd taken you hostage and traded you for, say, three month's worth of luxury living."

He scratched his chin and picked a tangled tuft of hair.

"Don't think too much of your worth. Among us...wild people the living costs are very low."

He settled back and leered at the young man, watching for his reaction.

William gasped, suddenly conscious that he had come here anonymously and with more gold on him than most of the people in this tavern would get to see in their lifetimes. He reached for his purse and was about to hand it over to the gnoll in exchange for his life, when he saw the mocking glint in the beast's eyes. Blushing with embarrassment he realized that the hyena had been just toying with him.

"But in these civilized lands we'll just have to amuse ourselves in other ways." The gnoll nodded to himself, smirking. "Can you think of anything, hmm?"

Before William could reply he felt the gnoll's foot touching his shin, feeling the leathery but squishy paw pads press against his leg. It wandered slowly upwards, and glancing down he could see the clawed foot emerge under the table and move slowly along his thigh and towards his crotch. If he let it, it would soon touch his sex. The gnoll watched him and took great delight from pretending that he was not doing anything at all.

William remained immobile as the long, padded foot rubbed against his leg. Despite the softness of the paw, the physical contact was electrifying. He had long dreamed of what such a moment would be like but had never dared make a move…and now it was finally happening. He waited until the foot was half-way up his thigh, then gathered his courage and put his hand on it to caress it, feeling the coarse hair between his fingers and the leathery skin underneath. He lifted it carefully, massaging each toe, noting how pliable and agile they were.

"Brave man. Most would have bolted by now, but you are more than an average thrill-seeker."

The gnoll pressed his foot deeper against William's hand and into his crotch.

"I am sorry for teasing you", he spoke with a new kind of interest in his eyes, "but I wanted to test your sincerity. You may call me Malik. I do not wish to know your name."

He shrugged his shoulders making his shaggy mane rustle. "Client confidentiality, you see." He pressed his foot down all the way to its target. "Let's talk business, hmm?"

William shuffled on the couch. The long, almost prehensile toes were teasing him relentlessly. Despite the layer of cloth that separated the paw from his own skin, he realized that the gnoll was certainly feeling his growing erection. There was no point in pretending now. Gasping for breath, he opened his mouth and spoke in a tone he hoped sounded confident and bold.

"I have enough coin here to make it worth your while. More than what you would earn in a month from dancing in front of a crowd of gawking ruffians. What can you offer me for this?"

"Show me, and I'll tell what it buys."

Malik slid the coins aside to make room on the table, sending some of them clattering down to the floor. He paid no attention to losing some of tonight's earnings, but seemed enthralled by a new kind of prize in front him now. As he spoke he squeezed William's hardening member, trapping the man's bulge between his toes.

William reached for his purse and fumbled as he tried to open it. He knew he would end up regretting it, but at the moment the heavy paw kneading his increasingly strained erection made any kind of rational thinking impossible. He managed to unlace the purse and poured a shower of golden coins on the table. He smiled in relief and raised an expectant gaze towards the gnoll.

Malik's eyebrows rose at the gold shimmering in front of him, and he ceased kneading William with his foot out of sheer surprise. Then he smiled and nodded, and without saying a word he clambered on top of the table on all fours. His large shape blocked the light as he loomed over William, his chest and shoulders heaving along his breathing. Up close William could see the thin sheen of sweat on his matted fur, and could smell its sharp animal sting. It was wild, warm aroma not unpleasant despite being almost overpowering by now. Malik slid his long fingers along William's jawline, and cradled his head in the palm of his hand, its rough surface feeling hot against his reddening cheeks. The gnoll rose to his knees and pulled the man up close and towards his silk-covered crotch, slowly yet inexorably. Passage of time seemed to stop as William was forced between the hyena-man's thighs.

"Go on, give it a kiss", Malik murmured with a low voice.

William almost stopped breathing as the bulge grew closer and closer. Malik guided him gently but firmly until William was only a breath's width from his crotch. An animal scent hit William's nostrils, now much stronger than what the veil had smelled of, a mixed aroma of unwashed sweat, wild musk, and something tangy and almost sweet. William was drawn closer until the tip of his nose hit the veiled groin. Emboldened, he buried his face and lips in the crotch, feeling the warm, soft flesh yield to his touch. His cheek touched the silken cloth, and he felt what laid underneath, a loose, jiggling layer of flesh hiding a firm length of gnoll cock inside.

Malik let loose a long, drawn-out sigh and rubbed himself against the man's face.

"You enjoy that, don't you? That's what you're here for?"

The man gasped, his prudish manners and reservations all but forgotten.

"Yes, oh yes..."

He rubbed his face wholeheartedly against the gnoll, and could feel the flesh move under his touch.

"My dirty gnoll cock makes you horny...say it!"

"Yes. You are a filthy scavenger. I am worth a thousand like you and yet I am rubbing your cock and balls against my face."

"That's a good boy", Malik huffed and patted William's head.

The wild smell was getting to William's head. He pressed his face further against the gnoll's sizeable package, alternately feeling his rod inside his loose, fleshy sheath, or letting his heavy ball sack rest on his nose. He had to resist the urge to tear off the veil with his teeth, but did not want to displease his new master either. William raised his eyes upwards, silently begging the gnoll to let him explore his luscious flesh more directly. Malik released him from his grasp, and shifted to plant his ass on the edge of the table and feet on the sofa, with William between his legs. He looked down on the smaller male tenderly, and caressed William's cheek with his knuckles. It was obvious that he was starting to get aroused too, from the way his chest rose and fell faster and how his bulge grew tauter and tauter. He grasped William's jaw in the cup of his palm, and craned the youth's head upwards.

"Open up", the gnoll said.

With the eagerness of a young pup William obeyed and opened his mouth obediently. Malik spat on his face, hitting him between the eyes and on his lips, warm gnoll drool slowly dribbling into his open mouth. William did not even try to wipe the spit from his face or to protest but took it all in, inhaling deeply and shivering from lust. Satisfied, Malik leaned in gently, and kissed the man's open mouth softly like a first time lover. His long, pink tongue filled the man's mouth cavity in entirety, twisting and rolling against the human's in a passionate, slimy embrace. William could hardly breathe as the beast's wide maw assaulted his lower face, blocking his nostrils with its intense, persistent licks and kisses. Malik lapped up his own spit from William's face, cleaning him up before renewing his assault with his tongue.

William could feel the sharp, canine fangs against his lips, on his cheeks and along his jaw as the beast lathered him with his saliva. The beast's wet onslaught almost choked him, the long intrusive tongue reaching deep into his mouth and leaving no corner unvisited. He briefly wondered where else this tongue had gotten into in the past, and the thought made him shiver with a dirty thrill. He counterattacked and used his own, smaller tongue to explore the long canine muzzle. William felt the beast's sharp fangs and strong molars. They could easily crush bones but somehow he felt safe. Taking advantage from a brief respite, he kissed the tip of the gnoll's cold nose.

Malik harrumphed, but let the man turn the tables on him. He lifted his snout upwards like an imperious king, and let the man lick the corners of his mouth dripping with drool from his wet mouth.

"You like my taste smeared on your face, man? Walking on the streets, smelling of gnoll spit?"

"Yes, I want to be marked, drenched in your smell and musk. What a scandal that would be!"

The gnoll's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Then I have a treat for you..."

He reached behind his back, and undid the knot holding his loincloth up. The thin veil rested on top of his sex loosely now, ready to be pulled off by even the slightest motion. Malik set his hands on William's shoulders, and started pushing him down on the bench, below the line of his well-defined chest and belly button, down to the tuft of hair on his lower belly and back to the level of his crotch.

William let his head rest against the gnoll's belly as it was guided downwards, feeling the rough short hair rub against his soft human skin and filling his nostrils with the spicy, masculine scent of the fur. Finally, his chin touched the top of the gnoll's sheath. It only took a small push for the veil to finally slip gracefully to the floor and for the gnoll's full package to be revealed to William's excited gaze. Malik had a furry sheath about the length of William's hand from wrist to fingertips, with a pair of loose black balls hanging under it, each almost the size of a closed fist. A heavy gold ring pierced the skin of its fleshy tip, attached to a thin gold chain that looped around the base of his ball sack, dangling loosely as his sheath swayed along his breathing. The skin around his member was already stretched out by the swelling member inside, and William could see the sheath's tip starting to open up, releasing an intoxicating waft of musk and urine--the gnoll had apparently relieved himself before coming back to the booth...

Before William's eyes the tip of the sheath opened itself slowly and a small pink tip peeked out. At the same time, a whiff of unwashed genitalia and stronger smell of animal urine hit his nostrils. The nobleman in him was revulsed by what lay in front of him but at the same time a deeper part of his mind was fascinated by this display of animal lust. He wanted to touch that cock, to feel it rub and smear its juices against his face and mouth.

Malik snarled.

"Do it."

As soon as the permission was granted, William jumped like a hungry dog and buried his face against the beast's genitalia. He rubbed his cheek, nose and lips against the fleshy, swollen sheath, then moved to lap the black skin of the scrotum, feeling the heavy orbs within with his tongue. He kissed the pinkish tip that protruded from the sheath, and a sour, salty taste filled his palate, but it only made him feel wilder. He sucked at it like a teat, no longer caring where it had been before, feeling the long rod inside the fleshy sheath expand under his relentless attention. Taking a reluctant break, he raised his eyes towards his master, begging for more.

Malik looked down with half-closed eyes and nodded approvingly. He pulled back his foreskin revealing a member that was longer and girthier than any human one William had seen before, bright pink and crisscrossed with bluish veins. Its tip tapered to a point leaving its middle section the most thickest one. The gnoll took it in his hand and tapped it gently against the human's face, dodging his eager mouth in a game of perverse cat and mouse. He ran his hand along its length, the tips of his claws softly raking its raw flesh, and he shuddered from pleasure producing a bead of clear precum from its tip.

"Go on, have a taste. You've earned it."

"Thank you", William uttered in a low voice before slowly moving his head towards the dick.

He trailed his nose across its tip, the scent so overpowering that it almost made him gag at first. He opened his mouth and collected the first drop of precum on his tongue, savoring its salty taste for as long as he could. The size of the gnoll's malehood was breathtaking, and he was not sure where to start. Finally he gathered his courage and stretching his jaws as wide as he could he took the tip in his mouth. In contrast to the rough fur and tough hide that covered the gnoll's body, the naked member felt surprisingly smooth, almost silky. William could feel the the gnoll's heartbeat pulse under the warm flesh with his tongue. Taking great care not to rub his teeth against the thin and sensitive skin, he started working his tongue against the tip, teasing its opening.

“F-fuck, you're good at this…", Malik sighed as William went down on his unwashed cock.

Malik petted William's head as he worked his way down his member, moaning and purring as he felt the human's lips close tightly around it. He was flowing precum constantly now, squirting clear, salty dribbles into William's throat, their spicy aroma welling up into a warm feeling in his belly. Malik's rank animal taste was unlike anything else the young man had experienced in his life before, exotic and wild and tantalizing all his senses. With great difficulty Malik pulled himself out of William's amorous attention.

"Phew, you're making me want to cum really badly...", he croaked with a quivering voice, his cock throbbing and squirting right in front of William's face. "But you're paying for the entire thing, so you should get your money's worth..."

Malik leaned back on the table and lifted his legs, holding them up by grabbing them under his knees. His black skinned pucker laid directly in front of the man's face, a loose, puffy twirl of flesh between his toned buttocks. A trail of hair ran along his taint and around the hole, giving it a fuzzy look.

"If you're looking for the real taste of gnoll, human....", he spoke with a husky voice.

William gasped and stared at the unseeing black eye, that was looking back at him intensely. Doing something like that with an unwashed gnoll would be beyond degrading, yet he wanted to compromise himself completely, to feel dirty and filthy and unashamedly enjoy it! He reached out and carefully lifted the gnoll's ball sack with his hand, giving himself unhindered access to the gawking pucker. William lowered his head, recoiling as he approached the asshole and its smell became unbearable. A growl of impatience from above gave him the encouragement he needed. Taking a deep breath, he dived between the gnoll's legs and closed his lips against the pouting opening. The short, thick hair around the pucker tickled his face, but the skin of the anus was velvety and smooth. He kissed it passionately and licked it, an earthy smell and taste of unwashed stables filling his nose and mouth.

Malik grasped the man's head, and pulled him firmly against his rear end. The gnoll was easily twice as strong as the young man, who had no hope of escaping from the beast's vice-like caress. The gnoll's insides reeked of his musk, his sweaty oily aroma permeating William's lips and working its way down his mouth and into his lungs. He choked and gagged, which made Malik allow him a gasp of air, before forcing him again into the moist, slippery velvety folds of his filthy sex canal. Feeling the man's tongue lap at his most vulnerable spot the gnoll could not but help moaning in pleasure and grind his ass on the young man.

"O-ohh yeah, that hits the spot, you sexy fuck stud… Fuck me with your human tongue, suck my hole into your mouth..."

William did not need to be asked twice. He battled with the gnoll's sphincter to force his asshole wide open, nibbling at the flesh around his pucker. The gnoll moaned and shifted, loosening his defenses and finally allowing the man access to his insides. William slid his tongue directly into the beast's warm, moist rectum, working it to explore the cavity as far as he could while rubbing his hands against the gnoll's inner thighs. The taste and smell had so saturated his palate and nostrils that his natural revulsion had all but evaporated. He would eat the ass of that wild beast for hours if he could. He lost the passage of time as they continued in their amorous filthy caress, savoring the wild beast's primal taste, but eventually the gnoll pushed him aside and laid on the table panting.

Malik's cock throbbed purple colored now, and judging by his needy look he needed to cum badly.

"Fffuck you're good, you're the best lover I've ever had...", he whispered between his panting breaths. "I can't take it anymore, I need to get fucked raw by you..."

The gnoll clambered down to sit on William's lap, his rock hard erection bobbing against the table's edge. Malik sat on his knees, hovering his ass above William's crotch, his tail brushing against his belly. With nervous hands he started clawing open the buttons on William's pants, seeking to release the man's cock from his precum-soaked underwear. Malik's free hand rubbed his own ass crack, stretching his hole between his fingers tantalizingly. William sat back as the gnoll unfastened his pants, almost ripping the cloth as he did so. Soon his own, painfully strained erection was set free, and he grabbed the gnoll by his hips. William felt the need to cum burning in his loins, the need to spill his human seed deep inside the guts of this beastfolk stud. Grunting and moaning William humped and tried to direct his throbbing cock towards the inviting opening, but his inexperience made him miss and poke at the gnoll's thighs instead.

The gnoll stopped him by grasping his shaft in his meaty paw, cooing to him soothingly as he guided it towards its target. The larger beast slowly lowered himself down on the human until he could feel his hardness slip into his well-used hole. He descended to take the human all the way in with a slick sound, smothering the young man under his considerable bulk.

"Ahh yess, you're hitting the sweet spot, fuck me hard...please..."

The man gasped as the gnoll's powerful muscles closed around his shaft, sucking it in and massaging it. The beast had certainly taken far bigger cocks than his in the past but he was far from being loose. Catching his breath, Malik started humping his cock, throwing all of his strength in his hips movements. William wanted to fuck the gnoll, to connect with his animal lust and spill his seed deep inside him.

“Yes, take that you beast! Humphh..."

He huffed as the gnoll slammed into him yelping and moaning, feeling the warm flesh around his dick and hearing the wet suction noises as his cock pounded his partner's hole. The gnoll grasped the table for leverage to slam his ass up and down onto the human's hot cock, sliding effortlessly along the fleshy pole slick with fuck juices. He squeezed his ass muscles around it on his way down to stretch it as much as he could, then released on the upward motion to pick up speed. The man's glans felt like a throbbing fist against his prostate, exciting him and driving him wild with need to mate and cum. He could not hold out much longer, but did not want to climax before his client…

The smell of human and gnoll sweat mixing with the mating musk and sex juices was hanging heavy in the air. Increasingly emboldened, William picked up his onslaught against the gnoll's asshole with increased vigour. He gave a last series of feverish thrusts, spearing his partner as deep as he could. Suddenly, a burning sensation filled his loins. The man grasped the short fur on the beast's hips and moaned as his testicles contracted and a powerful jet of seed gushed out of his cock, painting the gnoll's guts.

“Yes, oh yes, take it all..." he gasped as his dick finally spilled the contents of his aching balls.

The gnoll growled as he reached his climax at the same time. Jets of his animal seed shot on the table and on his coins as his throbbing cock disgorged his hefty load. His asshole spasmed with every pulse of rank smelling cum that spurted from his balls, massaging the man's cock and churning his seed inside his rectum. Soon he was completely spent and he collapsed on the man, and laid languidly on top of him, his tongue lolling as he rode the after waves of his massive orgasm.

Malik could feel the wetness inside his ass seeping out as William's cock started to slowly dwindle, staining the front of the man's nice pair of pants and vest. The gnoll rolled over with a squelching sound, and laid on the sofa, one leg on its seat and another lazing on the floor. His erection bobbed still pink and rude between his legs right up to the man's side. He fingered his asshole, dipping deep inside to pull out the mixture of human cum and his ass juices, and spread it across his chest.

"Mmm...you've left your mark on me, human...", he smiled and sniffed his fingers, gazing at him with hazy eyes.

William struggled for breath, being thoroughly exhausted after mating with the gnoll. His crotch was a smelly, mucky mess and the stains on his clothes could probably be seen from across the room, but at the moment he did not care one bit. He returned the gnoll's smile and casually caressed his partner's softening dick.

"You have certainly earned your pittance today… Will you be in this city for long? Maybe you would be interested in giving a 'private' performance?"

“I would gladly perform for you anytime, lover boy", Malik replied with a dreamy voice.

He closed his fingers over William's hand around his cock, and stroked himself with the man's hand slowly.

"Maybe you'd be interested in having this inside you...?"

The man shivered. The thought of being mounted by a lowly gnoll, to have that monstrous cock in his delicate insides was utterly revolting and therefore too tempting to resist.

"This is an intriguing and interesting proposition. I dare not think how many men and beastfolk have already had this thing inside them", he chuckled, eyeing the softening but still impressively large member hungrily.

"More than I care to count", the gnoll leered lewdly, "but it can be yours alone, for the right price." He glanced to the table. "Still, you've paid for the use of my entire body twice over, so... let's start round two whenever you feel up to it? We wild folk have low costs of living, after all!"

He threw back his head and guffawed heartily.