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You leaned against your elbow. In your right hand held your phone with blinking notifications, all of them demanding you to pay bills, while in your left, you swirled a cheap glass of vodka. Fucking hell. Like dominoes, everything all fell to where you are now. Having a huge debt of half a million. Maybe gambling your lifesavings wasn’t the best idea. But that debt wasn’t going to go away on its own. Gulping the vodka down, you groaned. Who knew your brother had loansharks chasing after him? And that he would dump all of his debt onto you? Slamming against the counter, your blood boiled. Seriously, what were you going to do now? “Oh? You’re a cutie, aren’t ya?” A lady similar to your age tapped your shoulders within the crowd of ladies. You rolled your eyes. This might be a lesbian bar but you weren’t looking for anyone. You slapped her hand away. “What do you want? I…I’m not int-interested.” Your vision blurred. Must be that vodka in your veins. “Aww, what got you so riled up?” Her blond hair swayed to the side. What immediately caught your eye was her piercings and tattoos around her head. As she leaned closer into you, you blushed on instinct. She was kinda your type with that rebellious streak. “Money problems?” You clicked your tongue. “What if I said yes?” “Hmmmm… how much?” “Half a million.” Instead of being shocked, she scratched against her chin. Heh, what was there to think about? It wasn’t as if she could pay your de- you stopped your thought midway, watching her rummage through her purse. She flashed you her bank account once she found her phone. You had never seen that many zeros strung together in your life. Eight 0s behind the 9. Was that even possible? Leaning back to your seat, you blinked a couple times, your jaw wide open. She chuckled. “Soooo I was thinking if you could marry me, and do me a couple favors, you’ll get the money.” “Marry? Me?” You pointed back at your plain face. She winked back. “Who else, darling?” “I mean… y…you’re kinda cute.” Leaning in, she gave you a peck on the cheek. “So I suppose that’s a yes.” You squirmed, gulping down the vodka. Goddamn, you hit the jackpot. What was the worst that could happen? Plus… you needed the money. You didn’t want to be chased down by loan sharks, hollering outside your apartment. Being tugged by her, you followed her back to her home. A large mansion with plenty of facilities and rooms. She introduced herself as Fiona, cuddling in bed with you. Everything was smooth. Too smooth even. Paperwork was handled by her, all of her meals were paid by her as you couldn’t believe your eyes. You didn’t even need to work now, lazing within her mansion. The small problem? She hadn’t transferred any money to you. Now you just have to wonder what these favors were. With how great she was treating you, how bad could it possibly be? Weeks after the first encounter, she asked about those favors. You happily agreed to them. By this point, you weren’t working out as much as you liked, and it showed. Not by much however. Just a little chub around your waist and a little more cake in your ass. On the day itself, Fiona dressed you up, applying lipstick and tying your hair up. Plots of romance mangas flashed in your mind. Guess she wanted to escape an arranged marriage or maybe she needed someone to fill in as her wife. Didn’t matter either way if it meant looking pretty for her. Fiona pulled you up, kissing you on your neck. “Oh honey, you look fantastic.” “Thanks but what’s this favour you’re asking me about?” “As you can guess.” She held your hand, pulling you towards her garage. “I just need you to look pretty for me, alright? And follow whatever they want you to do, alright?” You nodded. Damn, she must really like you. Imagine paying this much for you to be their wife. Driving you towards the port, your suspicions were confirmed as you spotted a wide yacht. Damn, she really was rich. She gestured for you to leave, slapping that ass before escorting you there. “I’ll transfer you 10 grand each time you’re done with this.” “Damn, how many meetings do I need to meet up with your parents?” The door opened while you two climbed up the stairs. She flashed a disgusted look before chuckling. “About fifty times. You’ll be a natural there.” “Really? What i-” She shoved you through the opening door. As you fell, you immediately reached out your hand back, only to see Fiona waving back at you in glee. On cue, the door shut you off. What was that about? Why didn’t she come in with you? “Maggie, look who wandered in here!” “Oh, finally. I was getting bored with the regulars.” Turning around, you gasped, seeing five reptilian older ladies, looking back at you. On next instinct, you pinched your nose after taking a whiff of their stench — a mixture of sweat and rotten eggs combined. Your eyes widened. Who or what the hell are they? A tall one stood up with brownish scales, shimmering under the dim lights. “Looks like Fiona got us a good one.” Her tail swished side to side, revealing a wide bed. Enough to fit all six of you there. As the yacht rumbled to the right, you banged against the door. Adrenaline ran through your veins. Hurry. You had to get out of here. Who knew what the hell they were going to do to you? Eat you alive? “Oh honey, where do you think you’re going?” A shorter chubbier swamp green lady grabbed you by your arms and pulled you up onto your feet. With how they all looked, golden bracelets on their arms, jewels around their neck and saggy tits, you assumed they were in their 50s. Maybe even sixties. But one thing for sure, they were all disgusting. You tried to shove her hands out of the way. Unfortunately, that served to anger her as she gripped against your waist tighter. “Seems like Fiona didn’t tell you, did she?” “Tell me what?” “That you’ll have to listen to all of our demands.” Oh, so this was what she meant? To entertain these… creatures? You lowered down your guard after realizing what it entailed. And they immediately pounced on that weakness. The smaller lady dived into your lips, searching deep into your mouth as you screamed in muffles. Mustering your strength, you pushed her out before screaming, “What the hell!” She licked against her maw, flashing her fangs out. “Ooo, looks like this one’s a feisty one. Ladies, let’s teach her a lesson!” A blue and red lady stood up with wide grins on their faces. You stepped on the floor, only to feel your legs floating in the air as the smaller one pulled you up. Shaking your head, you froze with them both beside you. You tried to protest but stopped yourself. It was just this one time. This one time with these freaks… Both of their heads were now exhaling at your face. You didn’t know if it was their stench or if you were just sea sick but you were getting nauseous. Although it quickly morphed into unwilling pleasure with their hands fondling all around your body — the blue one fondled against your breasts, playing with your nipples between her fingers; the other one brushed your clitorsis. Blushed surfaced on your face. Refusing to play further into their hand, you didn’t let a single sound escape out of your mouth. Why should they enjoy this process? But you quickly broke as their tail slapped your fatter ass. Moans released out of your mouth. The two ladies immediately laughed at you squirming in the air. Your cheeks flushed even redder. You wanted to scream out ‘stop laughing’ but the words weren’t escaping your throat. You twisted to the left. In your undoing, the red lizard grabbed you from your neck and pushed you down into another kiss. Your tongue was still in a mess from their scales touching all over your body. Was it just you or were they more handsy with you? Still, her tongue forcefully pulled yours along for its waltz with her eyes disappointed in your performance. “Oh Maggie, did she get us a virgin?” One of the two watchers slapped her knee. “She’s struggling to even french kiss!” The other watcher chuckled louder in their obnoxious tone. “The newer the better. Bet she’s all tight down there.” While you struggled to keep up, your body was torn between pleasure and disgust. Trembles scattered through your body as their larger hands continued to fondle you. Your dress was slowly torn apart by their rougher acts. You tried your best to keep up. But regardless of what you did, it felt as though she was never satisfied. Pulling you out from her maw, she complained, “Damn, that’s the worst kiss I’ve received. Seriously, how bad are you at this?” “But I ke-” Turning to the right, the blue lady shoved you deep within her armpits. Her musk was all that you could think about and it formed as a bitter taste under your tongue. You still shoved her away but she wouldn’t budge an inch. Slowly, your hands felt weak as you continued to sniff her pits. Noticing it, the lady maniacally laughed. “Naughty girls like you need to be punished by good ol’ Susan!” “Yeah, yeah, don’t hog all of the fun. At least Fiona managed to fatten this one up.” The same complaining voice drifted apart before a slap on your ass brought you back to reality. From behind however, your pants and undergarments were stripped off, slipping between your legs unwillingly. Your blush couldn’t get any brighter, once you felt the cool breeze brushing against your wet pussy. How were you this horny now? “That’s enough. Let’s see how you can please us all.” Susan shoved you onto the bed while you were completely naked. You covered your parts up before seeing how the ladies all watched you. Embarrassed, you squeak out, “Please stop…” The ladies all laughed. “Oh honey, that’s our line with how bad you are.” “But I’m not tha-” You stopped yourself, seeing one of them raise their armpits up. Memories of their intense musk flooded your mind as you tried to deny your urges. “See, that’s a good girl.” The brown one laid on the bed, opening her legs up to reveal her wet pussy. “Now give me a little lick, alright?” Another blushed surfaced as if you weren’t already embarrassed. Her pheromones filled your nostrils, inviting you to touch her, to pleasure her. The only problem was you had no idea how to. Awkwardly, you kneeled down and leaned your body forward. The other ladies sneered. You immediately covered your body. A red tail in response slapped your hands away. “What are you doing? Do we need to teach everything from scratch?” “No Ma-” “It's Madam here.” You felt your ass squished, causing you to shriek. “Hurry up! Stop keeping me waiting here all day!” “Yes. Yes.” Coming face to face with her pussy, you extended your tongue out. All eyes were on you. Somehow, you got used to her musk, sniffing so much from their armpits. With the yacht rumbling to the left, the older lady used this time to shove your face into her pussy. While you tried to rub against her cunt, you were caught off guard by her tail, sliding between your butt. She let out a disgruntled moan. “Fucking hell, she really is a virgin, isn’t she?” You squirmed hearing that. Somehow her words held more weight, reminding you of younger days, where you were disciplined by your teachers. The other ladies joined in the fun. Some of them pinching against your belly while others cupping your breasts. Somehow, your skin adjusted to their rougher scales. Adjusted too much however as you could feel tingles whenever they lifted their scales. Those initial rough sudden rubs around your nipples were now what you ached as your knees became weak. Your tongue continued its search, trying to satisfy this middle aged lizard lady. “Much better! Put some weight into it!” Their tails swung against your ass slapping it. Your ears perked up. Finally, she wasn’t embarrassing you or insulting your technique. You tried to dig deeper into her dry cunt. Her musk now coated around your nostrils, making you gag momentarily. You didn’t expect it to be this strong, especially down there. Meanwhile, you noticed how the others shifted around. You lost focus for a second and it immediately backfired with a force pulling you out of her cunt. Her claws dug into your skin, now with a stern expression. “The hell you think you’re doing! I said fuck me not getting dazed in my cunt” Faced with the middle aged lady, all you could do is muster a soft ‘sorry’. You didn’t want to be here in the first place. And yet, the immense pressure emanating from the anthro lady froze you. She let out a grunt while the others behind you chuckled. Not this shit again. You tried to break out of her grasp but she only tightened harder with her brown scales. “See, that’s what you get for hogging her, Maggie!” Susan laughed. “Why don’t you just give her the good ol special?” You shook your head. No. Not this again with their smelly armpits. Putting your hands out, you squirmed within her grasp. No more of that musk. “Oh? Seems like you’re right, Susan. She does need some remedial lessons.” In an instant, she pulled you till her saggy breasts came into contact with yours. Your hands pushed against her tits. Hoping that she would be hurt but even her nipples were rough like rocks. She then pulled you into the bed with her, lying down together with her hands firmly around your neck. Your eyes widened. Memories of the past replayed themselves, creating an intense disgust. But your body tingled, preparing for the excitement. As deep as possible, she shoved you inside her sweaty armpits. Her intense musk overwhelmed your other senses. Your fingers twitched, trying to express discomfort. Not like the others cared about you. Behind you however, their steps stomped onto the yacht. A few moans escaped behind you but you had no way of telling what was happening. Probably some weird kinky shit these old ladies were doing. However, you squeaked inside her armpits. Feeling your ass now squished and fondled against one of their hands. Didn’t feel like Susan's… You could feel her grip tightening around your neck. What more did this brown fuck want from you? “Now, now, virgin. Let us teach you how to actually please a lady.” Another voice echoed from behind. Her scales rubbed between your ass cheeks. Your pussy now ignited its desire, expressing it through soaking your folds inside. And carefully, she placed her forked tongue inside. You fidgeted upon contact, still laying on her body. “See, she moved! Told you she’s a virgin!” “Hahaha, imagine being this sensitive to getting licked. Seriously, where did Fiona get this bitch?” “Probably from some bar or some prostitute’s den!” “Wanna bet she’s fucking broke as well? Girlie probably in some serious debt to even consider marrying Fiona.” Between the brown one’s armpits and the other one’s licking against your pussy, you were at least distracted by their talk. Pleasure and disgust intertwined together with how she continued to dig deeper into your pussy. Her tongue slithered inside you. Instead of your desperate attempts to cover each inch of her, she lashed out between your folds, violently catching you off guard and making you shiver down your spine. Your muffled moans however made you breathe in more of her sweat. It was so thick and immense. So hard to even think properly in this haze of bitter stench. But it didn’t smell so bad after a while… it smelt… comfortable… Your eyes dazed out. Within her lashes inside your pussy, your pussy became wetter. More soaked around the edges. Ecstasy now overwhelmed you. You wanted more. More of her attention. To go deeper and finally hit that goldilock’s zone. And when that euphoria hit, your mind created correlations between the thick musk and the immense joy you felt. Only in this place, you could actually feel this way. And maybe… you could seek it out more. Your tongue crept out of your mouth. Slowly, it licked against her armpits, embracing the bitter savoury taste of her sweat. The brown scalie loosened her grip before her tail slapped your ass. “Didn’t think this bitch actually would lick my sweat! She really is a whore, isn’t she?” Immediately, you retracted your tongue. How could you lick her disgusting sweat like that? This wasn’t you… thi… your thoughts blurred out, akin to a droplet of ink diffusing onto paper. Shame soon latched onto your pleasure. “My turn! My turn! Maggie, you had her for way too long!” Susan’s voice echoed, pulling you out of her armpits. Your tongue still stuck out, wiggling as you wanted another lick of it. Your face turned crimson red. Fuck! Now everyone could see that you’re some freak like them… “Oh my god! You weren’t kidding, Mag! She really loves licking your armpits!” You covered your face while the others surrounded you. Gah! The humiliation was driving you mad but your cunt tingled, craving for more attention. They pinched around your body again. Giving comments like how you needed to improve while looking down at your smaller body. “You know what? Since you like to lick so much,” The green one said, pulling you onto the bed, “Why don’t you lick my tits? These bad girls had seen better days.” “Don’t hog her alone!” Another one cuddled behind you, leaving you squished between the two older ladies. Their combined musk stirred you on once more. You had to cover your mouth to ensure your tongue wasn’t out. Their combined weight made you into sardines in a can. Squeezed between their scales. With the yacht shifting left, you naturally fell face first into her breasts. Your hands, one cue, started fondling their greasy scales, below her saggy tits. Little tinges of jealousy leaked into your thoughts. Why were theirs so much bigger than your petite breasts? They looked akin to an E cup while yours was half of her size… From the back however, you felt a tail sliding into your pussy. Another moan escaped from you, causing the two scalies between you to whisper into your ear. “Oh darling, we’re just getting started. Stop squirming between us, will ya?” The front one meanwhile nagged at your hands. “Put in some effort, virgin! I can’t even feel anything with how weak you’re using your hands. Grope them!” You rolled your eyes. But that turned out to be a mistake as they squeezed closer into you. Their sweat now dripped off of them and onto you. Fuck… you were getting horny once more like how her armpits smelled. “Huh, guess that turns you on, doesn’t it, virgin?” Her voice echoed into your eardrums, reminding you of how demanding these ladies were. You couldn’t even move to avoid it — resigned to just listening to their demands and scolding. “Make me feel something for once, wouldn’t you?” “And stop squirming over here! There’s hardly any space back!” The one at the back complained while your butt strutted against her tail. She pinched and fondled your buttcheeks once more, this time rubbing against the inner side. “How disappointing to keep seeing you fidget like this!” The other scalies laughed while watching from outside. All of them gave their little insults. Wrapped in stupid jokes and laugh tracks. Like how you had no technique and you needed so much training. However humiliated you were, your body had other plans. Shocks and trembles of ecstasy shuddered down your spine. And as much as you hated admitting it, you wanted more. More of their hands, digging into your ass or their usual nagging. Their musk definitely didn’t help, only escalating your pussy becoming wet once more. Eventually, the other two scalies joined. One to the front while the other to the back, causing you to be squished completely from their larger bodies. You continued to try and satisfy them but they always complained. Comparing you to a new born. A doe that got lost inside the woods. Their woods of course. Muffled moans continued to echo in the yacht. Yours was the softer, overshadowed by the older more mature groans from the scalies. You wondered why they even needed you if they were capable of pleasing each other. They would keep scolding you on your position. How you didn’t live up to their expectations even though you tried your best. Finally, they stood up, leaving the bed to you. As you gasped for air, covering your eyes, you wondered if this was the end. Your nose twitched. Their scent had etched itself forcefully into your mind. A small little voice wanted more, originating from your soaking wet cunt; something larger to shove into you. To satisfy and to be fucked fully. While your rational mind was shoving it down. This wasn’t what you wanted at all. Getting fucked by five middle aged disgusting scalies that kept humiliating you and fondled your entire body like a prostitute… your mind wavered for a split second before you locked down a no. You were going to have a long talk with Fiona once you returned home. Maybe one that could void this entire sham marriage. “Ah, haven’t tried this one in a long long time.” Susan went under the bed, grabbing a bunch of sex toys. From dildos and strap-ons to larger nastier toys like ropes and whips, your eyes widened. Wait… wait… you never agreed to this! You rose to your feet. Adrenaline once more rushed through your blood. Shaking your head, the other scalies grabbed you and pushed you down the bed. “Aww, look at what our little virgin is doing? You want to escape here?” Grabbing the strap-on, Maggie applied a thick lotion over it. “Just one last fucking session before we call it a day.” “Wait…” You raised both your hands up, feeling your cheeks burn bright red. “I… I mean, isn’t that too big?” They glanced at each other before laughing in union. “This isn’t meant for you, honey.” Susan now laid on the bed, raising her hips up, her pussy mere inches from your face. Your tongue instinctively showed itself, her musk beckoning you. “This is for you to fuck us.” “Me?” You pointed at yourself. You began to stutter as the older ladies raised an eyebrow. You gulped. Relief flooded through your body yet there’s a little envy behind your eyes. “I… I’ll tr…try my best.” “Good girl.” Maggia tossed it over to you. Equipping the item, you feel the pressure emanating from everyone. Little doubts now snuck in. What if you messed up like all the previous times? What if you fuck it up? Wouldn’t they punish you and mock you once again? A tingle shocked you out of those doubts. You’re the one on top now. Why were you so scared? Think of it as revenge. Revenge for humiliating you for these past hours. With the strap-on weighing down on your waist, you eased yourself and came onto the bed. Whispers spread like wildfire behind you. They wanted rough, right? You’ll give them rough! Thrusting your hips, you shoved the strap-on deep into her pussy. Her tail flailed wildly left and right as she let out moans. Intense moans that you had never heard before on this yacht. Her claws dug into the bedsheets, leaving behind claw marks. Now, you used more strength, pushing in and out with all your might. It caught you by surprise just how deep her pussy was. But at least it was becoming wetter by the second. Her moans grew louder as the others were impressed by your work. This was what they get for laughing at you, forcing you to sniff their armpits and… within mere ecstatic moments, you ran out of energy. Fuck. “Virgin! What are you doing? Fuck me already!” Panting, you tried to think of an excuse. Your knees trembled. You were too tired to move your pelvis. Shit. The other ladies got up, now jeering at you, giggling at your exhausted expression. How fucking deep was their pussy. “Susan, she’s out of energy already.” “What? We just started!” She turned back with a scowl. “Fucking disappointment.” “Guess you need some punishment, don’t you, virgin?” You gulped. Pushing you down the bed, Maggie grabbed the strap-on you were wearing and immediately wore it. There, she spread your legs out as you waved your hands. Six inches long and its width being half of that. You shook your head, now fearing for how large it was. “Aww dear, you’re going to have so much fun.” Susan picked your head up by the neck and shoved it deep into her armpits once more. Immediately on reflex, you started licking her sweat, engulfed in all of her musk. She clicked against her tongue. “Seems like that’s the only thing you could do.” Without knowing it, you felt the first shove into your pussy. This time instead of lashes, it rammed into your cunt, covering every inch of it. Thoughts froze. The only thing you could think about was that strap-on inside you. It slammed right into your G spot, providing you with immense pleasure. Your muffled moans lagged behind. Your mind kept replaying the same scene over and over again while the strap-on pulled out. Words couldn’t describe the pleasure. And within the disgusting musk, you accepted your role. “See, that’s how you should do it, virgin!” “Quit squirming, you little fuck! You just like our dirty musk, don’t you?” Your tongue continued to lick her sweat. It was hot underneath her armpits but your pussy was begging for more to come. “Hey Maggie, give me that!” This time, Susan’s larger biceps collapsed against your head, pulling you closer to her armpits. Just a single whiff of her musk turned you on, as flames ignited in your pussy. Another shove deep inside your pussy broke your mind again. You struggled to remain conscious. To not indulge in this pleasure (as a last futile resistance). But with how forceful they were, you were getting hooked on the sensation. This time, the shoves were faster. In out. In out. In out. Your throat went sore. As you finally stopped moaning, you slowly moved to twitching your body as relief. Susan got bored of you soon after as another scalie laughed at your face. “Awww, is this your first time having sex, virgin?” Without thinking, you nodded. “Work harder then. Else, you’ll disappoint all of us again,” She said, before her tongue revealed itself. Licking against her maw, she dived into your lips once more. Her fingers played with your breasts. The three angles of attack created an avalanche of sensations. Ones that you couldn’t keep up but still enjoy with shame. Your tongue danced with hers but as much as you did. Occasional fondling of your ass and the usual scolding of how disappointed added extra layers to the experience. But you were too overstimulated by all of it. Their musk continued to pile up around you. Waves after waves of indulgent ecstasy crashed into your mind. Like a drug addict, you wanted more. More of their attention. To be scolded at how terrible you were in having sex. To smell their musk and engulf it. Finally, you felt them easing up on your back. Supposed they were switching people to fuck you. On and on, your eyes dazed out with another scalie shoving your face into their pussy. You slurped on instinct now. “After so long and you could only do this?” Their claws pressed against your head. “Deeper damn it! Stop being so weak!” Your cheeks still burned red as your ass burnt bright red after countless slaps against it. The shoves now changed into gentle thrusts with a slower pace; one that edged you for the next return. Then the yacht halted. The ladies all rose to their feet, stretching their hands out, leaving you unsatisfied. Just one more shove. One more lick on their armpits. One more… you glanced back at yourself. Fuck, you became their whore, addicted to the sensations. “So how was it, honey?” Fiona stood by the open door while you panted on the bed. “Hope you had fun.” You shook your head. Your throat was far too sore to even talk. Walking to you, she slapped a stack of notes in your face. “Here’s your pay, whore.” You blushed. She was insulting you as well. Great. You counted the notes with a pout on your face. Still couldn’t believe she fucking sold you to those disgusting freaks. She leaned close to your ear before cooing, “Say… wanna fuck tonight?” All you could do was utter a soft ‘huh?’ as your eyes widened. More sex? But you weren’t that kind of person. “Awww, look at you being so adorable.” She pulled you out of bed, grabbing a towel to cover below your waist. Completely red from the rams. “Don’t blame me, alright? You wanted it.” Glaring at her, you blinked back like she was crazy. Sex after what happened? That was out of the question. “I’ll pay extra if you like,” She said, as you two arrived by the car, “How about five grand more?” You averted your gaze. The scenes replayed in your mind without your permission. Fuck… With a kiss, she continued, “Got some of their musk if you want that.” An insatiable yearning spawned within your pussy. You covered your tomato face before nodding desperately. She closed the car before starting the engine. “Alright honey. Meet me at 8 upstairs~”