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Today is quite a busy day, Kirtema noted as she wove in between the tables. The room was filled with quite a number of people, all focused on the stage at the front. The brothel was often busy on weekends but this was definitely one of the more extreme days. The kobold risked a glance at the stage, making sure that the glasses were balanced on her tray. Up on the platform, in full view of everyone, a rabbit was having her rump cropped and paddled by a green naga, both of them clad in what looked to be a store's worth of latex. The rabbit's muzzle was held open with a large ball gag, muffling her grunts and moans as her ass was struck. Those moans became louder and more fervent as the crop stopped, the naga's fingers moving and rubbing at her bared sex.

Kirtema glanced away then, about to trip over someone's leg and spill the drinks over them. "Ooh, sorry," she said, backtracking quickly. The customer on the chair, a large deer with an impressive rack of antlers, didn't take his eyes off the show.

"Don't sweat it," he said, then almost automatically reached out to slap her ass as she moved away. Kirtema didn't jump, flashing a smile as she was supposed to do; her boss was quite insistent on this part. Even though she wasn't actually one of the whores here -- they always stayed on the upper levels for the guests to visit -- being groped and teased every now and then was part of the job description, even for a server. Usually, as a kobold, she was bothered a slightly more than usual amount; that was normal for a fairly rare species. Since the performance the other night though, when a master had brought in his own kobold slave for the night and left her open for the public, that interest had increased ten-fold.

Since then, Kirtema had been getting a lot of extra attention herself. The patrons' interest in kobolds had skyrocketed, resulting in quite a number of 'propositions' to go upstairs to the bedrooms, or back to other places. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, it was against the rules for her to do that; she wasn't supposed to steal business from the girls upstairs.

As it was, she was busy enough without whoring herself out. Her platter of drinks was set down on a table, Kirtema quickly giving everyone the drinks that they'd ordered, all alcoholic. It was all the brothel served and it helped the patrons lose their inhibitions, which meant more profit. As she did, she had to readjust her outfit. It was remarkably skimpy and required constant adjustment to keep it covering all of the important parts. It was a predominantly silk, with most of her hide bare. A loincloth-like piece hung down and hid her sex, as well as covering her rump, but they were so short simply moving quickly could bare rather intimate parts. In case of such an event, there was another strip of silk that covered her pussy, but it was almost worse than nothing: the silk was tight, letting the outline of her folds press through, and the material was translucent.

Her breasts and their clothing was just as bad. There were another two strips that crossed her chest in an 'x' pattern. The kobold's sizable bust was barely held back and her nipples were always clearly outlined. The slightest tug to the fabric and her breasts would pop out, something that the patrons loved to see. Kirtema didn't mind it all the much; she'd been nervous when she first started and saw the outfit but soon discovered her own exhibitionist kink. As long as she could do her job and get paid, she let them get in their feels and peeks.

As it happened, she leaned over the table to give a drink to the customer on the far side, gravity causing her tits to hang down. The patron to her right reached for his drink, his hand 'accidentally' snagging on her top. As she pulled back, it was pulled up and to the side. Kirtema smiled as she stood, platter under her arm and acting like her breasts weren't completely exposed. "Do you require anything else for the moment?"

The group only reacted with whoops and cheers, toasting her as she turned, covering herself up again with a smile. It sent a kinky little shiver down the kobold's spine, that childish sensation of doing something naughty, one that occurred when she did something she knew she shouldn't. She'd technically exposed herself to the entire room, even if barely any of them had noticed. It was exciting.

She continued to serve drinks and food to people as the show continued, occasionally getting a few gropes again. Up on the stage, the activities were reaching their finale. The bunny was squirming on a sybian, tied in place as she alternatively begged to get off and then begged for more, the naga forcing her to cum over and over, then denying her for just as long. The crowd cheered and shouted suggestions towards them, alternatively calling for the rabbit to be edged for longer or to let her climax. The bound submissive on the stage gave a muffled scream into her gag as she went through an overwhelming climax before apparently fainting, sagging over to one side as the naga caught the unconscious bun. The green reptile rose to bow to the audience, who whooped and cheered as the curtains on the stage drew closed, the show ending.

Waves of noise and chatter filled the large room as the patrons began to talk amongst themselves. Many rose from their seats, tipping their heads back as they swallowed the last of their drinks, leaving the room as they either left the brothel completely or went upstairs to the waiting whores, who were ready for their night of work to begin. There was still a smattering of people at the tables, eating or waiting for the couple of servers walking around to tend to them. The place might have been a brothel, but the kitchen was five-star.

Looking around, the kobold looked for a table that wasn't being served and spotted one to her right. At it sat an orca, alone. When he saw Kirtema arriving, he smiled, fingers tapping at the table in a slow, relaxed beat. "Ah," he said as she stood in front of him, hands clasped and smiling widely. "What is your name?"

"Kirtema, sir," the kobold replied brightly. "Most people call me Tema, or Tem; easier to say. Would you like to order anything?"

The orca looked her up and down rather flagrantly, his smile widening. "I'm quite liking what's on offer," he said smoothly. "I'm Ren. I should be here for a while longer. Why don't you return once it's not so busy?"

"Ah...you don't want to order a meal?" Tem said, a little confused but still smiling.

"Not order food, no," the orca replied, is own smile widening. "Come back when you have some time."

Kirtema nodded and hurried away. She was curious now and that was annoying. Of course, she had an inkling of what he wanted, but she wasn't allowed to accept extra work from patrons. Still, she could just see what he wanted...the kobold liked hearing of all the lewd things that they would do to her, even if she never seriously considered the offers. It gave the same kind of thrill that the outfit gave her.

For the next how, Kirtema waited in the other tables, more and more guests leaving as the night wore on. A couple of the other servers tried to wait on Ren but he insisted on speaking to Kirtema alone, something the others relayed back to the kobold. Only when there were a handful of patrons left, mostly sipping at drinks, did Tem go back to the orca.

He smiled and offered her a chair, Kirtema sitting gratefully; she'd been on her feet for hours. "So," she said, sitting in a way that accentuated her bust, "what did you want to...ah...'order'?"

"I have a proposition for you," the orca said, a hint of slyness to the words. "Something I think you will quite enjoy."

"Well..." she said haltingly. "I should let you know that, technically, I can't accept any kind of 'propositions' from patrons of the brothel. I could lose my job."

"Perhaps this will change your mind," Ren said, that sly smile growing wider as he slid something across the table towards the kobold: a cheque. She glanced down and couldn't help a gasp; that was a couple months pay! The cliched offering was considerably better once she saw the numbers on the paper. Tem swallowed, considering. There was no guarantee that the owners of the brothel would ever find out that she'd taken the job...even if they did, this amount might be worth it. "That's half," Ren added, making her look up in shock. "Yours now if you accept, with the rest after."

That pretty much settled it for the kobold. Well, depending on what he wanted. For that amount of money though, the list of what she was willing to do was quite long indeed. Still, she had to ask. "What will you want me to do?" the kobold asked, her fingers twitching a little; she itched to reach out for the cheque.

"Oh, nothing out of the ordinary," Ren said. "A striptease for someone, anal sex, perhaps vaginal and oral. Some bondage and stretching perhaps. Exhibition."

"Not you?" Kirtema said, surprised.

The orca smiled and shifted. "Perhaps I'll join in. The bondage and stretching are primarily for me but the others are for someone else. Is this acceptable for you?"

Tem had to think about that for a moment. They were all things that she'd tried in the bedroom herself. She'd tried anal before and quite liked that, and oral and vaginal sex were nothing new. The bondage itself was one of her favourite kinks, though she didn't have a boyfriend to tie her up at the moment. This might even be a lot of fun without the financial incentive. Plus, she already knew that she had a kink for exhibitionism. "Alright," she said slowly, reaching out for the slip of paper. She glanced around as well, hoping that no one would see. "All sounds okay. It can't be here though; I'll be fired."

"Of course," the orca said, taking something else from his pocket. He handed over a shiny card, an address written on the front. It was otherwise blank. Kirtema took it, looking it over. The neighbourhood in which Ren lived was quite rich, full of big houses. Tem had never even been there.

"Why me, if you don't mind me asking?" the kobold asked a little nervously, not wanting to possibly sabotage this great deal.

Ren shrugged. "Friend recently got a kobold slave of his own; she was here a few nights ago. Thought I'd have some fun with one myself. You're quite pretty."

Kirtema blushed. "Thank you," she said, smiling a little shyly. She felt a little flustered now. "Uh...when should I arrive?"

"Tomorrow night work for you?" the orca suggested. "The other person can arrive then, and I see no reason to wait."

The kobold nodded slowly. She wasn't working tomorrow night anyway, and the sooner this was done, the less likely the chance that work would find out about it. Plus, it sounded like fun. "I can do that!"

"6 o'clock then," Ren nodded, standing. "You can have the second check after you're done. You probably won't need to stay the night, but it's up to you. Our festivities will take a few hours at the least."

Her nodding became faster, Tema smiled wider. "I'll be there."

The orca stood. "See you then." With that, he left, smiling at a couple of the other serving girls as he left the brothel. Tema took the time to look down at the cheque in her hands, more money than she'd ever held at one time. Before one of the other girls could see it, she stuffed the cheque and the address card into the fabric around her breasts and got up, beginning to clear the table. Her hands went through the familiar motions that she did most nights but her mind was already in the following evening, imagining and wondering.

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Kirtema nervously adjusted her coat, walking down the path. She kept alternatively checking the address she had on the card and then checking that her coat was covering anything. She'd spent a good hour or two trying to figure out what to wear for the striptease. She had a couple of short skirts and skimpy tops, but in the end she'd decided on wearing the same outfit she worked in. The strips of silk looked sexy and she could remove them one at a time for a show.

She'd tried a couple of moves for the striptease in front of the mirror but it just seemed so awkward when it was just her. The kobold had alternated between fits of giggles and squirming cringes of awkwardness. Now that the time was approaching for whatever she was supposed to be doing this evening, her stomach was a mass of butterflies, heart beating fast in her chest. Still, she had time to be quietly amazed at the houses she was passing. They were all at least three storeys high, with large gardens that were impeccable; not a blade of grass or a leaf of a bush was out of place.

Slowly the numbers grew and increased to the one that she wanted. Double checking the number, she realised that she was standing in front of the right one and walked up the path to the front door. Ren's house was much like the others except it had a large fountain in the centre of his yard. It was on, the gentle tinkle of water filling the yard. It was quite a nice sound and Kirtema took the time to listen to it. She might have actually been procrastinating but it didn't matter; there was a little time to spare. Things were always scariest the first time anyway, and the waiting was the worst.

Steeling her nerves and trying to calm her stomach, which alternately felt that it was twisted and then full of butterflies, Kirtema raised her fist to knock on the front door of the house she'd been invited to. Her knuckles rapped against it once and as she drew her hand back to do it again, the door opened, making the kobold jump in surprise. Ren stood in the doorway, smiling widely as his black and white skin reflected the light.

"Ah, right on time," he said, standing back. "Come in, come in."

Kirtema did so, smiling back awkwardly. The inside of Ren's home was richly appointed too, but not too much. Wooden panelling added gravitas to his home, some artwork breaking up the walls. Ren led the way down the hall and into what was presumably the orca's living room. A large 4K TV sat on a table at one end, chairs and couches artfully arranged to face it, yet keep the room open. Running through the side of the room was an indoor water feature: a plane of slightly frosted glass that had a sheet of water running down each side.

"Here's where you'll do be meeting the other person," Ren said casually. "The entire room is at your disposal. Another kobold, actually. First though...here." He held something out to Kirtema and she took it curiously.

It was a silver bracelet, rather plain but unexpectedly heavy. On the underside, some circuity glowed. Could have been technology, could have been magic; Tem wasn't too experienced at telling the difference. "What does it do?" she asked curiously.

"Lowers inhibitions, reduces anxiety," Ren said carelessly. "Consider it a gift, in fact; you can keep it, if you want it. In addition to your pay. Just thought it might make this night easier for you."

Kirtema looked down at it, her muzzle hanging open a little. She'd never heard of this thing in particular, but the type of device it was must have cost a fortune, definitely a decent chunk of what she was already being paid. "Th-thanks," she stammered. The kobold hesitated just a moment before slipping the bracelet on. She waited for a moment, but nothing really felt different.

"Might take a few moments to kick in," Ren said pleasantly, sitting down on a chair. "Now, the other kobold will be here in a few minutes. Any questions or restrictions you'd like to put out there now?"

"Um..." Kirtema thought hard for a few seconds. "No, I don't think so," she said slowly. "I mean...if it's what we discussed...I'm good with all that."

"Well, nothing has changed," Ren confirmed. He looked at a clock on the wall, nodding a little to himself. "It's almost time. If you could wait in one of the side rooms while the second guest comes and makes himself comfortable, I think that that will work best."

The kobold nodded, standing. She wiped her hands on her clothing, her palms feeling damp. She was still a little nervous but the anxiety was less than she thought it'd be at this point. Kirtema glanced at the expensive bracelet; maybe she was feeling the effects of it already? Shrugging, she accepted it as the boon that it was. "Okay," she said, looking around. "That door there?"

Ren nodded once. "That'll work just fine. It's an office. I'll come and get you when the patron is here. Perhaps you should think up a few things for your...ah...routine."

Tema smiled at that, a little shy again as she got up and went to the door that led off of the living room. Beyond, as Ren had said, was a desk and a chair in front of it. The room was fairly large, bigger than she'd have expected for an unused room but that was to be expected from someone as rich as Ren. There was a bookshelf that was filled with an odd ensemble of books with no order to them but there was little else; the desk was bare as were the walls.

Kirtema sat herself in the chair, swinging herself back and forth a little. "What am I going to do?" she muttered to herself, beginning to think.

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Ren checked a clock on the wall as the kobold disappeared into the office, the door shutting firmly behind her. This plan had been a very quick one, but it was coming together quite well already. That tended to happen when one had a great deal of resources. There was more to this than Kirtema realised, but it was the part that made Ren most excited. Some of Ren's friends liked to exercise their power directly, but there was more fun in getting submissives to do such things of their own accord. At least, that was Ren's opinion. Power like this is what mattered.

He stayed in the living room for a few more minutes, then began to go back towards the door. There was another clock near the front door, this one a tall grandfather one, intricately carved with a pendulum swinging lazily inside. It was a little beyond quarter past, which was the time that the male was supposed to come. He'd been quite insistent on the time that they were supposed to arrive and Kirtema hadn't disappointed. Hopefully, the other kobold wouldn't be too different; after all, that was kind of the point.

The orca only had to wait a few minutes before the doorbell rang again. The noise was a little annoying but that was kind of the point: it made him answer it quickly. As it was, only the first few sounds got out before he opened the door, cutting off the irritating sound. Standing on his doorstep, awkwardly like Kirtema, was another kobold. This one was clearly male, with some more horns. His hide and colouring were similar to Tema's but again, that was the point.

"Ah, come in," he said smoothly, stepping aside.

"Thanks," Mirket said, stepping inside. He rubbed his palms against his clothes in much the same way that Kirtema had. "Uh...I'm not late am I?"

"Not at all," Ren said. "You're right on time. Your partner is here already, but there's one thing that she's requested first." He held out another of the metal bracelets, inside glowing gently.

Mirket took it, turning it over in his hands with a low whistle. "What does this do?"

"She requested anonymity," Ren lied easily. "This bracelet will simply induce a mild case of prosopagnosia. Face-blindness, in other words. You won't be able to recognise her, which is how she prefers it."

The male kobold shrugged, putting the bracelet on without a second thought. "I'm fine with that; don't really need to meet her again, do I?"

"Indeed not," the orca said, leading Mirket down the hall and into the living room. The feature continued to bubble away and he directed his guest into a chair near it. The chair faced out into the room with no obstructions around it; it would be excellent for Kirtema. "Just sit here, and we can begin soon. I'll go tell her you've arrived."

Mirket smiled and sat himself down in the chair, adjusting his pants as he sat down. Ren was paying him to do this but he had described a bit of the stuff that was going to happen. Kobolds weren't the most common of species so for him to get a striptease and then sex from one was a fairly rare thing, never-mind that he was being paid to do so. Ket had to make room for his rapidly growing cock which was already straining nicely against the fabric. This was quite easily the best deal that he'd ever gotten.

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Kirtema swung herself around on the chair, smiling a little. She'd seen a good few erotic dances on the stage at the brothel, as well as some of the more exhibition-y whores on the upper floors do the same for their clients. Both of them tended to end in sex so they were both helpful in that way. Working sex into the moves was an art in and of itself. The kobold had planned a few things that she could do...

She was distracted by the sound of voices outside the door and her heart rate rose a little, but not as much as she thought it would. She was still fairly calm, even looking forwards to it and not because of the money involved. The kobold tried to listen to the words and voices beyond the door but it was solidly constructed and the sounds were far too muffled for that. Standing, Tema adjusted her clothing, what little of it there was, so that it was still covering all of the important bits. At least, they were for the moment; that wouldn't last long.

She had only a few moments to pace around the study before Ren appeared, smiling and shutting the door quickly behind him. "Your patron is here," he said smoothly, stating the obvious. "Are you ready?"

"Yep...I mean, I think so," Tema said, smiling and smoothing her clothing out one last time. "I'm ready to do this," she repeated, nodding.

Ren nodded, still smiling as the orca moved aside, motioning for her to open the door herself. The kobold did so, her slightly sweaty palm touching the cool knob. It turned with a smooth click and she put a smile on her face, ready to begin. The hallway was empty, Kirtema turning towards the living room. She tried to walk with a sway in her hips, doing her best to appear sexy as she spotted the other kobold sitting in the chair.

He wasn't looking her way so she saw him first. The world froze, time seeming to stop as Tema stopped in her place. Her jaw dropped open and she couldn't move for a few seconds before she dashed back inside the study, almost colliding with Ren. Mirket looked up at the movement and just managed to catch a flash of colour as she vanished from view.

Kirtema was almost speechless as she shut the door again, wringing her hands. "He's...he's..." she stammered, trying to get the words out. "He's my brother! I can't do this with him!"

"Oh, yes, I thought that might come up," Ren sighed, shaking his head a little.

The words took a few moments to sink into Kirtema's ears. "Wait, you knew?! How--?"

"I'll double your price," the orca said abruptly. That stopped Kirtema cold, her mouth dropping open again as she was rendered speechless for the second time in as many minutes. "Better than that, I can guarantee that he won't recognise you. He's wearing a bracelet much like yours but affecting different parts of his brain. He can't recognise you at all; he thinks that you're a random kobold stranger and he will continue to think that."

She opened her mouth furiously but the words stopped at the last second. She was almost ready to refuse, almost ready to storm out, but something stopped her. Maybe it was her rapid heartbeat, that thrill of doing something taboo she was feeling. It was the same thing that she chased at the brothel. Maybe it was the extra money, the _lot_of extra money, that Ren was offering her. She could use that, really use it. The kobold toyed with the bracelet around her wrist; some part of her thought to remove it, that she really shouldn't make this decision with it affecting her, but it was too late. Inside her head, the cogs were turning, the decision that she'd been close to making turning and reversing.

Ren waited, not speaking. A small smile crossed his beak, fleeting as he suppressed it before she could see. He gave her a few more seconds to make up her mind, then said, "Well?"

Kirtema kept playing with the bracelet for a few more seconds. "You sure he won't recognise me?" she said hesitantly eventually. "Not my hide, face, or anything?"

"Not a thing," Ren confirmed. He knew victory when he saw it; this was going exactly the way that he had planned.

"Voice?"

"Also blocked."

The kobold waited for a few more moments, then nodded once sharply. "Fine, I'll do it," she muttered. Then louder, "But only because you doubled the price."

"Of course," Ren said, smiling wider as he opened the door for Tema again.

She still hesitated as she left, part of her believing that, somehow, Ket would recognise her. The kobold waited in the doorway to the living room, freezing again as Mirket looked up again. Kirtema waited for a look of recognition or something, but there was nothing. He was looking at her in a way that she'd definitely never seen before.

"Wow," the male kobold said after a few moments. "You...uh...look really good." He held up the bracelet. "I have this so...it's supposed to make sure I can't recognise you, but you don't look any different; I just don't know you. My vision works fine..."

His words trailed off awkwardly as his gaze landed on her chest, looking appreciatively at the way that her breasts strained against the material. Next test, Kirtema thought to herself, taking a deep breath. "Just wanted to make it easier for us both." She winced a little, waiting to see if he suddenly jumped up, horrified at the sound of his sister's voice.

No such thing happened and she released her held breath. Her heart was fluttering again with that feeling, the one of pushing boundaries. Kirtema felt a smile spread her lips as she walked forwards, hips swaying. It was a little weird to look at her brother and not see any recognition or anything in his eyes, but perhaps that was best. Her eyes flicked down to where the outline of his hard length was visible in his pants and her smile widened subconsciously. It'd been quite a few years since she'd seen that, not since they were children, but her brother looked quite well-hung.

Becoming more at ease, Kirtema decided to treat this as she would have done if he hadn't been her sibling. Thinking back to the routine that she'd thought up before hand, she stopped a couple of feet in front of Mirket, close enough that he could see everything but not so close that he could touch. That would come soon enough.

Blushing a little, as her nerves weren't entirely quelled, she began to sway and move to an invisible beat, just like she'd seen other girls do at the brothel. Tema's hips and tail moved in with the twists and gyrations, looking more graceful than the inexperienced kobold expected. The routine and moves she'd picked did a good job of accentuating and emphasising her breasts and ass, at least when others did it. Blushing harder, she tried to concentrate, glancing at Ket to see how he was reacting.

However well Tem was doing, her brother was certainly enjoying it. His eyes were riveted on her, the kobold barely blinking as he looked over every inch of her, mouth slightly open. Reassured, Kirtema smiled, moving faster and more confidently as she mentally increased the beat she was dancing to. Slowly, she got closer to Mirket, making sure the movement seemed natural. Once she was less than an arm's length away, he reached out, fingers moving against the soft hide along her waist but she gently pushed him away. "Not yet," she murmured, turning away and swaying her rump at him. The kobold's tail trailed along his chest for a moment before flicking up beneath his chin.

Mirket let out a soft gasp at the touch but his eyes were still firmly fixed on Kirtema's ass, at least until she turned, the fabric over her chest falling as she shrugged it away. With her nicely sized tits bared, Mirket gave another shaky breath, reaching out to touch them. Kirtema playfully danced just out of reach, giving her chest a soft squeeze herself. She noted to herself that her nipples were firmly erect but pushed the thought back down, wanting to concentrate. The female kobold could practically see Mirket's cock throbbing beneath the fabric covering his crotch.

Now that her breasts were free, she kept them facing her brother, making sure that she didn't break the hold that they seemed to have over him. At the same time, she began to remove the short skirt, separating it from the thong just beneath. Once it was off, Tem tossed it over to Ket as well, the male catching it out of reflex. The thong, now the only thing that she was wearing, was practically sheer and like wearing nothing at all. Kirtema's heart fluttered again, knowing that the outline of her sex was clearly visible. She couldn't know for sure but it felt like they were clinging quite close too, every detail of her pussy showing clearly through the fabric. The fact that she felt quite hot and wet down there probably didn't help.

Having an idea of what to do next, she twisted and danced over to the water feature, Mirket's eyes following her closely. The water feature's glass pane was translucent; when she ducked behind it, Mirket could still see her shadowy outline in the glass. Then he saw a lot more than that when she pressed her tits firmly against it, gasping a little at the touch of cool glass and water against her sensitive flesh. The outline of her breasts was clearly visible, showing right through the glass and giving her brother quite the show.

She pulled back, raising her arms over head and dancing a little more, letting him see her moving shadow before pressing her ass against the glass next. Kirtema bent over a little, gasping once more as the cold touched a little more than she expected; her sex pressed against the surface a little, a hint of her folds visible to Mirket. On the other side of the water feature, it was taking practically all of her brother's control not to paw himself off right then.

Kirtema made her way around the other side of the glass pane, almost out of Ket's sight. He turned his head so fast to keep her in view that he almost got whiplash. This time she got very close indeed. She practically got in his lap, her tits a few inches from his face as she swayed over him. His eyes were fixed on her breasts for a few moments but then they flicked down, right to her sex where the thong clung tightly, not hiding a single thing now. The lap dance got a little faster, Ket not trying to touch her yet, though she was touching him quite a lot. Her soft hide rubbed against his clothes and then his own skin.

She turned, swaying her ass in his face as her tail curled and lifted a little, giving him a glance at the outline of her sex from the back. When Tema turned back to him again, his hands were already moving. Caught up in her own movements, she shuddered and let out a soft gasp as fingers pressed against her hot sex through the fabric. The kobold stopped moving, tingling sensations shooting through her just from the touch. Kirtema hadn't realised just how horny her own dancing had made her but she couldn't move from her place, Mirket's fingers simply pressing lightly into her folds.

His other hand came up, squeezing one of her breasts firmly, her nipple rubbing against his palm. Suddenly her legs felt extra weak, trembling a little. "D-done with the dance?" she murmured tremulously, the words a little hard to get out. Tema dropped her hand onto his crotch, feeling the hard length that strained against the fabric. At her touch, he moaned too, fingers pressing harder between her thighs and even rubbing a little.

"It was amazing," Mirket said with a smile, "but..." He rubbed a little harder and Kirtema moaned, unable to hold back the sound as her knees finally buckled.

Tema caught herself before she actually fell, instead sinking to her knees in front of her brother. His fingers left her pussy and she missed them at once, but she kept her breasts in view, putting her head over his crotch. "But this?" she smiled, trailing her fingers over his bulge again. She rubbed a little more and Ket nodded, mouth opening a little.

Slowly, she unzipped the fly of his pants, pulling them down. He wasn't wearing any underwear, so the kobold's length sprung out the moment that moment that the fabric was pulled away. Kirtema couldn't help but stare; she knew her brother's face, arms, hands, and pretty much everything else like the back of her hand. But this part of him, was new to her. It was definitely much bigger than she would have thought, thick too. As with most kobolds, there was a line of slight ridges going down his shaft. Marvelling a little, she took it in her hand, feeling it pulse gently beneath her fingers.

Without any prompting, heart beating rapidly again, she leaned her muzzle forwards and ran her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip. I'm actually doing this, she thought to herself as she tasted him. Mirket, still with no recognition behind his eyes, reached forwards to fondle a breast where they rested on his legs. Tema licked again, squeezing with her hand. "Want my muzzle?" she said, blinking up innocently at him though the effect was ruined with the sly smile on her face.

"Oh, god yes," Mirket said, a few drops of precum rolling down his cock. Tema smiled, then considered his length. It was pretty big; she didn't think that she could fit all of it in her muzzle alone, and deepthroating...well, she'd never done that before. As a kobold, she didn't have a terribly long muzzle; other species had it easier. Still, she'd do what she could. The kobold parted her jaws and slid the tip of her sibling's cock into her mouth.

There was a feeling of absurdity around it, but her world shrank to simply doing her job. Mirket moaned, squeezing her breasts a little harder as the warm wetness of her mouth sunk down his length and Tema made a muffled moan. Once she got halfway down, she ran out of room inside her mouth, cheeks filled from the inside. Tema made up for it with her hands, alternating between feather-light strokes and firmer squeezes. Her tongue helped as well, licking along the subtle ridges along Ket's underside. That draw more precum from his tip, Kirtema licking that up too. She didn't mind the taste; it was somehow recognisable at Mirket's.

"Oh god," he repeated, releasing her tits as he sat back, simply letting her work. Tema licked and sucked, taking another inch into her muzzle. The tip poked against the back of her throat and she almost gagged, just controlling it and backing up a little. Ket didn't seem to care, his moans getting louder. With her tongue pressed firmly against his cock, his sister could feel the throbbing pulse in his length. With that, she could gauge how close he was.

She bobbed her head, speeding up the movement as more pre filled her mouth. The kobold squeezed and sucked firmly, feeling her brother's shaft begin to twitch and throb more powerfully...then pulled off. Mirket's eyes snapped open as she left him on the edge, precum running liberally down his saliva-slickened shaft. "Why'd you stop?" he groaned, panting. The male kobold's hands twitched as though he was going to finish the job himself.

Kirtema stood again, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and tugging it down and off in a single, smooth movement. For a moment, the crotch stuck to her sex before being pulled away. The kobold tossed the damp cloth off to one side of the room, baring her sex to her brother, red and hot and already wet. By now she was way past any embarrassment that might have come from being nude in front of her brother. Instead, she just wanted something between her legs. Hand or cock, she didn't really care which. "Thought it was time to get to the fun part," she said, barely repressing a moan.

Swaying her hips again, she took the few steps over to another chair and bent over it, raising her short tail high as she did so. Her sex ached dully as she offered it to her brother. For a moment, she felt that it was another person in her body, unable to believe that she was doing this, right now. It seemed almost surreal, her heart beating rapidly again.

For a few seconds, Ket was entranced, frozen at the sight of the other kobold's wet sex pointed right at him. That only lasted a moment before he leapt up from the chair, cock swinging in front of him. The male almost seemed to vibrate with energy as he took the few steps needed to join her. Tema moaned softly, looking over her shoulder, as he touched her sex again, fingertips trailing up and down her folds before spreading them slowly. Kirtema responded by pushing her ass further towards him, arching her back and closing her eyes.

Mirket rubbed at her pussy slowly, his fingers getting slick before slipping one into her entrance. Kirtema jumped, moaning louder as her sex clenched down on his digit, rippling along it. "Needy, aren't you?" he smirked, smiling, but he took his finger away and something much bigger pressed against Kirtema. She leaned over a little more, getting ready.

She didn't have to wait long. Already edged once, Mirket was in no mood to waste time. He pushed his hips forward, trying to go slowly. Having worked herself up so well, any stimulation was more than welcome to Tema. The kobolds moaned together, she a little louder as the ridges sunk into her one after the other. The cock felt even bigger than it had looked, Kirtema reduced to gasping moans as her pussy wrapped tightly around it, squeezing down irregularly.

With kobolds being as uncommon as they were, Kirtema had only fucked one before and she had forgotten how good it felt. There was something about the length that was made for her, from the way the ridges rubbed at all the right parts inside to how the shape was just right. Judging from his reaction, Mirket felt much the same way. He came to a shuddering halt when he was as deep as he could go, simply resting there for a few moments and luxuriating in the feel of a tight sex squeezing him from all sides. Kirtema helped with that by clenching down with small, breathy moans, milking her brother firmly.

The moment seemed to draw on and yet take no time at all, but it wasn't long before Mirket couldn't contain himself any longer. He pulled back and Kirtema had to bite her lip; if the ridges were good going in, they were amazing coming out. Her pussy squeezed harder, trying to draw him back again and was rewarded with a quick thrust, rocking the female kobold forwards against the chair. This time she couldn't restrain the loud moan, pressing back firmly against her brother as he set up a fast pace.

Tem's tail squirmed and pressed against his chest as she pushed back on every thrust. "Oh god," she moaned, already feeling close to a tremendous climax, and from her brother no less. She couldn't concentrate on that though, or anything else, with what was going on beneath her tail. It was all the kobold could do to brace herself against the arm of the chair, unsure if, without it, her legs would support her.

When Kirtema's climax hit, it wiped everything from her mind, leaving her unable to think on anything but the feeling in her pussy. It clamped down hard on Mirket, milking him firmly as she let loose a howling moan, shuddering from the tip of her tail to the horns on her head. Muscles weak, she leaned almost all of her weight on the chair, even while Mirket continued to thrust. That kept her squirming, keeping the climax going for longer so that, when it finally ended, Tema was gasping and lightheaded. Her sex was hypersensitive now, but not painful; instead she felt she could feel every detail of the cock inside her, rubbing against her walls.

After driving the girl he was fucking to climax so quickly, Mirket couldn't help but smile, but one wasn't enough for him. Kirtema was still very sensitive, so when his fingers found her clit, she jerked with a sharp intake of breath. Her sibling rubbed at the most sensitive point of her sex as he pounded into her. The powerful stimulation made the kobold's hips squirm and her body quiver; she wasn't sure whether she wanted more or not!

Mirket wasn't going to last much longer himself, not with the tight pussy milking at him, but he was determined to make her cum again anyway. Despite still reeling from her most recent orgasm, Kirtema began to climb towards another one, her own rather frantic humps backwards beginning again as he thrust while playing with her. He continued like that for as long as he could but it just became too difficult to hold back.

The male kobold made a loud moan, thrusting forwards one final time, hard enough to make the chair move along the floor. His cock pulsed twice before a wave of cum shot into Kirtema. At the feeling of hot spurts filling her sex, as well as the fingers at the apex of her sex, she began to cum again, milking her brother firmly for every drop of his seed before sagging against the chair.

Their mixed panting filled the room, heavy breaths needed for them both after that. Cum slowly dripped from Tema onto the floor but after that, she didn't much care. Mirket's length continued to pulse gently inside her, the feeling oddly comforting.

"Well, that was quite a show," came Ren's voice suddenly, making the both of them jerk. Ket's cock slipped free of his sister's pussy, still hard and dripping. "Good for another round? She's got another hole back there for you; might as well get the money's worth." He tossed something to Mirket, the kobold catching it deftly and looking down, surprised, at a bottle of lube. Then he grinned and nodded.

Kirtema turned her head towards Ren, surprised to see that the orca was nude from the waist down, his own cock on display. It was quite long, even for a person his size, and simply shaped, tapering smoothly to a point. At his base though, there was a knot that was definitely not standard for orcas; he had gotten some very expensive cosmetic surgery to add that.

"That's for him," Ren continued, smiling as he waved another thick wad of cash in the air. "But this is for you, my dear, if you will deepthroat me."

Her eyes widened at that; he was much longer than even Mirket, even if he wasn't as thick, at least until the knot. But between the bracelet, the cash, and what she'd just done with her own brother, Kirtema felt the rest of her inhibitions sliding away. "Deal," she said, still breathing heavily. She twisted to look at Ket, wiggling her ass at him as she did. "Waiting for something? I love anal." That part was definitely true; none of her partners had ever had to convince her to try that.

Her words made Mirket chuckle, upending his bottle and giving her tailhole a general squirt of the thick liquid. Tema moaned quietly as he traced the ring of muscle with his finger before slowly pushing inside. As he did, Ren approached. "All the way down," he said, smiling dominantly. "I want you to choke on it."

Mirket popped a second finger into the kobold's ass; she was keeping herself relaxed and only moaned louder as Ren's cock filled her field of view. Knowing that her inexperience was going to make the oral difficult, she decided to start slow, licking at the tip much like she'd done with Ket. Ren through the wad of cash down beside her on the chair, right as Mirket withdraw his fingers and set his cock at her ass instead.

His length was still slick with his cum and her arousal, and the lube he'd spread inside her was high quality. No longer as needy as before, he went at a much slower pace this time as he pushed forwards, the tip of his cock spreading her ass slowly. "She's tight," he panted, squeezing her ass with his hands. Kirtema would have moaned in pleasure at the slow penetration but she chose that moment to take the top few inches of Ren's length into her muzzle. The taste of that was different but not unpleasant; she'd never had an orca before. His cock was an effective gag as more of Mirket's girthy length disappeared beneath her tail.

The feeling of having her ass filled made her sex clench down again; the sensation of anything spreading her tailhole made her want to squirm with pleasure. At her other end though, she was having more trouble. She was less than halfway down the orca's shaft but already she had to fight her gag reflex, eyes watering a little. The reminder of the nearby cash kept her trying but also that wild, horny side of her. This was Kirtema's first time trying to deepthroat someone as well as having two males at once: she was going to try her best.

She pulled her head back a couple of inches, then thrust her muzzle back down, getting a little more in than last time. It became much more difficult to concentrate when Ket began thrusting slowly, pausing every now and then to add a little bit more lube to his cock. His pace gradually increased and so did Tema's. She began to bob her head rapidly, trying to work her muzzle down a little more with each movement. The kobold found that it was easier if she tilted her head, making a straight line with her throat so she kept it like that.

Her gag reflex was getting better too, but it still wasn't enough. She couldn't get even half in her muzzle. Fuck it, she thought, squirming around on the chair until she was in a better position and taking a deep breath. Holding it, she gave her head a quick, sharp jerk, gagging as the tip pushed into her throat. Eyes watering heavily now, Kirtema kept the position for a good few seconds before pulling back off with a moan and a cough. "Good, good," Ren encouraged. "Keep going."

The ridges on Mirket's cock were again delighting his sister as they rubbed at her. She was just thinking that she'd have to get a kobold-shaped dildo of her own so she could experience this again but she pushed the thoughts from her mind for the moment; better to focus on the task at hand. The kobold enthusiastically resumed her oral, switching between her slow bobs and forcing more of the long cock into her throat. Her neck had a visible bulge from within as she passed the halfway mark, eyes watering as she fought her gag reflex, succeeding, if only just.

Ket began to move faster but Kirtema was now wholly focused on pleasing Ren, even the pleasure from her tight tailhole fading into the background. "Almost there," Ren said, speaking softly but still audible over Mirket's increasingly loud moans. Kirtema withdraw again, gazing at the slick cock in front of her as she took several deep preparatory breaths.

All or nothing, I guess, the kobold thought. She put her hands on either side of Ren's hips, the tip of his cock at her lips, then forced herself down, using him as an anchor. Inch after inch slid over her tongue and then into her throat. Even when she gagged, the kobold didn't stop, forcing more into her as she closed her eyes. Jaws spreading further and further as the thickness increased, she was amazing at how much there was. It felt as if Ren was about to reach her stomach, the outline of his cock visible through the hide of her throat.

Kirtema's lungs began to burn before long and she pulled back, feeling the orca flesh slide out in reverse. A coughing fit rose up in her chest but she forced it down, gasping in sweet oxygen as she got ready to do it again. The next time was even easier, as was the time after that. After the third time, her nose touched his knot, unable to even consider fitting that between her jaws.

The lightheaded feeling was returning but Ren's breathing was getting faster too. His signs of arousal were less conspicuous than Mirket's but they were clear to Kirtema all the same. Both her brother and the orca got closer to their respective climaxes, Kirtema rocking between then. "All the way down," Ren said heavily, pre dripping from his tip as Kirtema readied herself again. She felt a little dizzy from the lack of air but she was determined to do this.

Using Ren's hips as a handhold again, she slammed her muzzle down as firmly as she could, quickly getting to the orca's knot again. His shaft jerked inside her throat as the kobold's lungs began to burn, demanding air. She couldn't pull of yet though, not as he climaxed, hand on the back of Tema's head to keep her in place as he moaned loudly, emptying his seed directly into her belly.

Underestimating her need for air, Kirtema didn't even try to pull off, not until it was too late to do so. Her vision began to darken and she moved weakly against the hand between her horns. Ren was still cumming and didn't notice the movement as the kobold's eyes fluttered shut, lungs crying out.

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Kirtema wasn't sure how long she was out for, but it didn't seem long. There was a pleasant ache in her sex and ass, and a less pleasant one in her throat. She coughed and opened her eyes.

"So sorry, my dear," Ren said smoothly, offering her a glass of water. "Got a bit enthusiastic. You handled yourself remarkably though. You've only been asleep for a few minutes; your brother has just left. Asked me to thank you for, and I quote, 'the best fuck I've ever had'. Quite interesting, hm? His own sister..."

Kirtema blushed powerfully and accepted the glass, taking a long gulp. She looked down and her blush deepened; Mirket's cum was dripping slowly from her ass and pussy, staining the cushion of the chair she was on. Ren followed her gaze down and waved a hand. "Don't worry about that; I'll have it cleaned later. But, when you're feeling up to it...we have the rest of our night to get to."

Kirtema couldn't help but smile at that. She was quite tired but even without her brother here, the situation was just so delightfully kinky that she could feel another flicker of arousal in her belly. "Is this the...ah...bondage and stretching you mentioned?"

The orca smiled wider. "It is indeed. We can begin when you're ready."

The kobold took a few more minutes to breath and sip at the water. It was the first time that she'd ever passed out like that and she couldn't help but suppress a giggle. Choked out on an orca cock...that'd be a way to go. Putting the water to one side, she stood, shivering a little in arousal at the incredibly taboo feeling of Mirket's cum dripping from her. Ren again led the way, this time to the door that led to the basement. The stairway down was wide and the room beyond clean and well-lit too. In the centre, there was a padded bench of sorts, with a few machines around the edges of the basement that seemed to have a lewd purpose.

Ren walked forwards and patted the bench. "You rest your belly on this, just like you did upstairs on the chair," he said, patting the cushioned leather, then motioned to two cuffs below. "Ankles in there. Wrists in here." He pointed out a second pair of cuffs that were further forwards. Once Kirtema was in them, she would be stuck bent over. Ren smiled, rubbing his hands together. "Since you didn't get your full enjoyment with your brother, I was thinking we'd start with some anal. Up you get." He patted the bench again and the kobold hesitated for only a moment before coming over.

Along with anal, bondage was one of her favourite kinks, albeit one she couldn't indulge in all that much. Tema had to hold back a breathy moan at the feeling of the cuffs as Ren tightened them around her ankles then guided her wrists forwards, buckling them in tightly too. The kobold couldn't resist tugging on all four of the restraints, testing her range of movement as her arousal began to grow again. Next Ren put a cuff around her tail as well, attaching it to a ring on the side of the bench so that the short limb was kept up and over to one side, out of the way. Kirtema tugged on that as well, blushing delightedly at how exposed it made her feel.

The orca was already hard again, giving the knot at his base a little squeeze. Tema had to twist herself a fair bit to see him and she blushed more as she saw him upending another bottle of lube over his long shaft. The kobold was still lubed up quite well so he didn't bother with her, tossing the bottle aside. He did grab something from a nearby table though, brining it around to Kirtema's muzzle. She opened her mouth at once to allow the ball gag entry, moaning softly at the feel of it being buckled around her face.

With her bondage complete, Ren returned to her rump, giving it a sharp spank that made the kobold jump and squirm, her sex clenching hard at the strike. The slick tip pressed against her tailhole and, with Tema well-stretched from her brother already, the orca pushed in. Kirtema's moan was muffled by the gag as she tried to move back against him. The smooth, slowly widening cock felt lovely in her ass, easily pushing her wider and wider.

The thrusts weren't quite as intense as when Mirket had been doing it but it was still more than enough to make the kobold tug on the cuffs as she squirmed and moaned, loving the sensations. Ren's length went deep into her as something large bumped against her rump. The feeling of the knot grinding against her tailhole was a new one for Kirtema but she immediately liked it, humping back the little she could before it vanished. Ren's movements were slow but powerful, ramming into Tema at the end of each one, trying to work the knot into her.

Pleasured moans echoed around the room as Tema drooled through her ball gag, eyes a little unfocused as she concentrated solely on the feel of the anal and the bondage holding her still. Ren sped up, wanting to knot her before cumming but it was getting more and more difficult. The large bulge at his bas pressed against her tailhole at the end of each thrust but she was far too tight to allow it access for the moment, even with the liberal lube and use. Even so, there was a tight, squirming kobold around his cock and it was hard to ignore that, even having just cum in her throat. He felt another climax building rapidly and soon gave up on trying to fit the knot inside her on this try, simply thrusting for his own pleasure.

Kirtema had never cum from anal alone but it made her desperately horny. She wished she had something in her pussy to clench down on; the emptiness that was there simply made her more needy as time went on. She could feel the pace increasing though and knew that Ren's release was coming quickly. Eager to please, she clenched down with her ass, making it tighter still. The orca made a low, whistling groan and rammed his knot against her again, cock twitching as his second load of cum shot into Kirtema, this time in the other end. The kobold moaned long and loud at the sensation, feeling very well used after the night.

"Pity about the knot," Ren murmured, pulling out and cleaning his cock off. "Perhaps later. Oh, but I don't wish to be a bad host: you haven't had your own pleasure yet, and I did promise some stretching for you."

"Mmmph," Kirtema said, a little curious. She felt exhausted but this was easily the most fun she'd had in a long time and she was curious to see what Ren had planned. Plus, she _really_wanted to cum again now, even after the two climaxes Mirket had given her. There was a lot of movement behind her and the scrape of something heavy being dragged across the floor. Tema tried to twist and see but he was directly behind her and her own tail blocked the sight. As such, it was quite a pleasant surprise when something thick pressed into her sex, quickly followed by a smaller length into her used tailhole. Both were heavily lubed, although they really didn't need to be; her holes were quite slick.

They felt like dildos, inanimate and unfeeling. Kirtema wasn't quite sure what was happening until there was a mechanical whirring sound and both of them began to thrust at once, pistoning in and out of her at a modest pace. Ren was using a fucking machine on her, the controls in his hand as he fiddled with the buttons. The kobold moaned softly, liking the feeling of the toys in her sex and her tailhole at the same time. She was very surprised though when both toys suddenly increased in size. The difference was minute but definitely noticeable to her.

"These will stretch you out over the next little bit," Ren said smoothly, patting her ass a couple of times. "Maybe after then you'll be able to take my knot. And I can't forget about your pleasure either, now can I?"

Kirtema gasped a little as fingers manipulated her folds just below the toy, something getting attached to her pussy just over her clit. She only had to wonder what it was for a few seconds before the bullet vibe activated, going right to the most powerful setting. Tema squealed into the gag, bucking her hips the little she could with the two faux cocks anchoring her in place. The feeling of the buzzing right on her nub was near unbearably intense, forcing her up towards another orgasm rapidly, the tireless mechanical thrusting helping greatly in pushing her towards the peak.

"Nnnn mmmphh!" she howled, shaking as the relentless stimulation continued, fists clenched. Ren came closer and the kobold was vaguely aware of him forcing her hand open and slipping something inside it. She looked down to see a little button.

"I'll go upstairs but if you need something, press that," he said carelessly, already turning towards the stairs. "Otherwise, enjoy cumming as much as you can."

Tema might have tried to call out after him but at that moment, everything overwhelmed her, an overwhelming climax forced through her. She creamed through the gag, shaking and yanking involuntarily on the restraints as the peak went on and on and on, seemingly unending. The fucking machine didn't stop, nor did the little vibrator nestled right on top of her clit.

Kirtema was in for a long few hours, the end of one orgasm near indistinguishable from the beginning of the next, all of it melding into a single climax as she came non-stop, gradually being stretched out by the toys and awaiting Ren's return.