Kobold Lover: Sanoh (complete)

I’ve been doing what I can to make ends meet. Performing on the street doesn’t always pay the bills, so I rely on friends sometimes to find me a couple of odd jobs. Recently, an old friend of mine has me performing in her troupe. Usually we’re in front of a crowd of drunks; you do a little show, strip off what you’ve got, and the men throw money at you like you’re a wishing well. Every so often, some of the girls take on jobs outside the club. They’re usually chosen by their seniority there, so I have yet to get any of these extra side gigs. I let them know I’m open, but so far I’ve not gotten a single one.

One of the girls I room with is an OK person, but sometimes she says things that rubs me the wrong way. Sybell is a Tiefling with deep burgundy skin. She’s quite popular at the club for her belly dancing numbers, and she’s gotten a superiority complex because of it.

“You know, the men here usually don’t go for the lizardfolk,” she says to me right as I’m preparing for my act. 

“Excuse me?” I scoff at her. “I’m a Kobold.”

She points toward the curtains and smirks. “You think that means anything to them out there? You’re just scales to them.”

I sniff and glare up at her. “They still throw money at me just as much as they do you.”

Sybell takes a step closer to me. “If you didn’t have your little act, do you think they would still be so eager?”

I’m not going to be bothered by her, but it does have me thinking. I decide to give those drunks in the crowd a real show tonight. Usually, my act involves dancing, playing music, and doing a small strip routine, but I have something extra up my sleeve. 

I find a giant chalice in the storage backstage, and get permission from my friend to use it. When my act is ready, the bowl of the chalice is filled with water. I go out on stage with my guitar, playing along with the band while I move around. The thing is, I’m naked behind my guitar, and when I do turns, I stretch out my leg and let them see small flashes of what’s between my thighs. I use my tail to tease the audience even more.

I felt like I have power up there, tormenting the crowd below, giving them just enough to make them happy, and everything they need to be captivated. I can feel their eyes on me, all their attention and desire. I grow excited, and I can’t wait to see Sybell’s face after this.

“You, there.” I point into the crowd at a young man. “Would you like to do me a little favor?”

The crowd hollers and cheers while his face takes on a blank expression of delight and shock. He nods his head silently, and I giggle.

“Then come up here, silly boy.” I hold out my hand for him, helping him ease up onto the stage as the crowd erupts. I strut around him, circling him like he’s my prey. 

“Can I get you to get on all fours for me?” I purr.

The crowd might as well be a powder keg, the way they explode.

“For you?” he says breathlessly. “Yes ma’am.”

I point to a spot just before the chalice. “Get down here, like a good boy.”

He does as he’s told, getting on his hands and knees for me. I enjoy commanding him, seeing the joy on his face. 

“This won’t hurt at all.” I step onto his back and grab the lip of the chalice.  I thrust my hips back, whipping my tail out to the cheers of the audience. Then I slip into the water, kicking my legs up before rising. I pose and kick my legs up, using the water to splash and entice. I spit water into the crowd to applause. I make use of everything I have while the music is playing. 

When the song ends, the stage is completely covered in sparkling coins. The man I took from the crowd helps me down. I slip into his arms and kiss him while the crowd continues to applaud.

“Thanks, sweetie.” I wink, then slip from his arms and go backstage.

Sybell is standing towards the side, frowning as I came strutting back. I wrap a towel around myself and wink up at her. “What do you think?”

Sybell’s lip curls as she stands away from the wall. “If I slip and break my leg, I’m blaming you.” As she struts away, I stick my tongue out at her.

The next morning, as we all gather to get our tips, I find out I was the biggest earner of the night. “Good job with the new act,” the manager says. “It also got you a job for this evening.”

“Really?” I’m already on cloud nine, but this sends me over the moon. “What is it? Where?”

“That fella you dragged up on stage works for Grirsorth, the copper dragon.”

As he says this, my eyes go wide. Grirsorth owns pretty much everything in the village. He’s a powerful dragon and well-known to have an appetite to match. His castle is infamous for the parties that take place inside.

“Sybell will be working for you, but they want you to put on your chalice act again.” The manager looks me over. “Think you can handle such a thing?”

“Of course.” I don’t want to lose my chance. If I get in with Grirsorth and his people, I could be set for life. I frown. “But why Sybell?” 

“She’s always a Grirsorth girl. Besides, aren’t you two friends?” He walks away before I can argue.

That afternoon I spend most of my time preparing. We load everything onto the carriage, all the while I’m trying to ignore Sybell. Sybell comes up beside me, her hands on her hips and her tail twitching behind her. “I’m going to warn you right now, the Copper Palace is no place to take lightly. The people there expect more than your cutesy little peepshow.”

I frown at her, narrowing my eyes as her brow arches. “You got something to say to me, then say it. Don’t cover it up in bullshit, Sybell.”

Her eyes widen slightly. “Excuse me?”

“OK girls, time to go.” 

I push past Sybell so she can’t say anything else to me. I sit at the front of the carriage, not caring to deal with her on the ride either. I’ve only seen the castle from a distance, so getting up close is really exciting.

The carriage brings us to a back entrance, where our supplies are unloaded by a group of very handsome lizardfolk. I’m escorted to a back room to get ready, and given an assortment of fine foods and my own bottle of wine to drink. As I’m settling in, there is a knock at my door. 

“Come in.” I turn to see the young man from last night walk in. “Oh, it’s you,” I say brightly. 

“I just wanted to make sure you were well taken care of.” He bows. “I hope you’re comfortable.”

“Very much so, thank you.” I stand to greet him, and my robe falls open. I like the way his brown eyes linger, and I giggle to myself. “How much longer until the show starts?”

“Very soon.” He nods his head, his eyes flicking up quickly toward my face. “I hope you’re ready. This is a much different bunch than the club. They can get quite… handsy.”

“I’ve been warned that the Copper Palace has its own way of doing things. I think I’m ready for whatever is handed to me.” I make a motion with my hand as if I’m stroking something. “Will you be joining?”

He chuckles. “Oh, I’m always there.”

Not long after, I’m escorted to the stage. In the crowd I see a wide assortment of people - men, lizardfolk, elves, you name it. Then, towards the very back of the crowd, I see Grirsorth himself sitting with Sybell at his side. 

The music starts, and I strum my guitar. As I dance on stage I feel that same whirl of power and arousal. The stage becomes crowded, and men gather to kiss my feet and tail as I offer them. They stroke my legs and fuel the fire growing in my belly. 

Once again, I pull someone up on stage. This time, it’s a huge lizard man with golden scales and bright green eyes. “Can you do me a favor?” I ask him.

He licks his lips. “I can do a lot of favors for you, little lady.”

The crowd roars and hollers as I take in his physique. “Get on all fours for me, then.” I point to the spot in front of the chalice.

“How about I give you a lift?” He places his massive hands around my waist.

I know he means more than that, but hell, this party is more than just a song-and-dance number. “If you insist” I chuckle. “Any means to an end.”

He lifts me up like I weigh nothing, but instead of placing me into the chalice, he places me over his mouth. His tongue pushes against my slit, and I let out a surprise gasp. He lays me back, dipping me halfway into the chalice as he moans against me. I push him off me, slipping into the water. “Naughty boy,” I purr as the music starts back up.

I continue my performance, encumbered by the growing ache between my thighs. I swirl in the water, pouring it over me. I stroke my hands down my body, bringing my fingers between my legs and touching myself. I can see Sybell in the back with Grirsorth’s arm around her. I look into the crowd, seeing all these eyes hungrily looking back. I rise out of the water as the song ends, posing as the crowd whistle and whoops.

The same lizardman comes to pluck me out again and sets me down on the stage, his great hands on my hips. Now comes the real show. I get on my knees as a few more men come up on stage. They eagerly whip their cocks out and gather around me. So many shapes and sizes, and I have my pick of the crop. I take two in my hands, stroking them while another pokes at my cheek. I take it into my mouth, tasting his heat as it slips onto my tongue. Someone takes my tail and coils it around their thick shaft.

I am surrounded on all sides, and yet I feel as though it’s not enough. I enjoy their hunger thrusting at me, their desire burning from their eyes into my flesh. The first burst of come shoots along my cheek and neck. The second load spurts over my chest. The cock in my mouth unleashes a torrent. It dribbles from my mouth and down my chin.

“Mm.” I moan, touching myself while new cocks come to replace them. “Give me all you’ve got, boys. I’ve been ready for this.” I gather them close, taking everything they’re giving me. Their come coats me, making me slick and hot. My own nectar is dribbling onto the stage, and soon I can no longer ignore my need.

Someone picks me up, and I am carried through the crowd and placed before Grirsorth. He’s huge and beautiful, his power radiating off him like a fine perfume. I press my thighs together as I gaze up at him.

“Congratulations on a fine performance.” Grirsorth’s deep voice rumbles through my bones. “You deserve a fine reward.”

I glance aside. Sybell’s thighs are spread, and she’s grinding against Grirsorth’s talon. I look back up at him, licking come from the corner of my mouth. “Thank you. I’m honored.”

“Sybell, prepare her.” Grirsorth pulls his hand away, and Sybell rises.

Sybell comes up to me, kissing me while her hand goes between my thighs. As we kiss, I feel Grirsorth’s hand wrap around my hips. His talon rubs between my legs, and I tremble. Sybell sucks my tongue, then dips her head, licking the seed from my breasts. She pulls me forward, laying me over a chair. Then she blindfolds me. “Are you ready?” she growls into my ear. “I tried to warn you.”

I chuckle. “I was born for this. Throw whatever you have my way, and I’ll take it.”

Sybell slaps my ass. “Just wait until morning.”

I feel something behind me and I hear Sybell whispering. There is heat pressing against me, something thick and hard. I gasp out loud as it moves into place. Sybell’s fingers open me, helping them ease inside. My jaw hangs open, moaning as the huge cock pushes between my walls. A cock then slips into my mouth, and both begin to move. 

“That’s it,” Sybell laughs. “Use every inch of her.” I feel her fingers at my pucker. They’re slick with oil, and easily open me. I cry out, grunting against the cock thrusting into my mouth. Her fingers feel good, I won’t lie.

My head is spinning as I’m taken from every side. I hear moans and grunts. I feel cocks pressing against me. My desire pulses through me, constantly swirling around and around like the water in my chalice. 

I feel exhausted and spent, limp like a ragdoll. As Sybell pulls the blindfold from my eyes I see come dripping down her chin. She kisses me, laying on top of me. As the party dies down, I am taken to the hot spring. There, I wash the evening from my skin and lounge in the warm waters, melting away like sugar.

The next morning, I can barely move. I’m sore and achy, but In a surprisingly pleasurable way. I recall the events from last night, and grow eager to repeat them. I become wet as I remember all the pleasure I took. 

Then I’m called away, taken to join Grirsorth for his breakfast. As I walk into the room, I see it’s already quite full. There are people draped over one another, some asleep, some awake and enjoying the morning. Then I see Grirsorth in the back, with Sybell underneath him. He’s thrusting inside her slowly, taking his time and pleasure.

“There’s the pretty one,” Grirsorth moans. “Join us, Sanoh.”

I look down, seeing another cock rubbing against Sybell’s side. “Are you sure?” I reach down, touching myself between my thighs. 

“Please,” Grirsorth moans. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

I join Sybelle on the pillows, kneeling beside her. I close my eyes as Grirsorth’s second shaft slides along my thigh, then finds the warm, wet purchase it craves. I moan out loud, opening my eyes to turn and look at Sybell. Grirsorth moves slowly, savouring every moment.

Sybell leans in, kissing me and suckling my tongue. Others wake and join us, eager to take pleasure with us. Soon, the room is filled with sleepy moans of pleasure, soft sighs, the thrusting of hips. Grirsorth grows hot inside me, I can feel his throbbing need as I am sure Sybell can.

I am unprepared for his release. I thought last night I had taken as much as I could stand, but Grirsorth’s seed floods me. It dribbles down my thighs in thick waves. His claws stroke down my back and rub at the base of my tail.

“You will make a fine addition, Sanoh,” Grirsorth says. “One of the gems in my crown.”

I lay down on the soft pillows, breathing heavy as my mind swirls. “Of course,” I moan. “How could I say no, after how sweetly you’ve treated me?”

Grirsorth chuckles. “That’s a lovely girl.” He eases back, watching the room around him. “Enjoy your morning, then.”

Sybell guides the young man from before close to me. His cock is nice and long. It slips down my throat while Sybell kisses and licks my face. She kisses his balls, suckling on them. He pulls away, letting us kiss around his glans and lick down the shaft. As he comes, his seeds covers both our lips and tongues. 

“Here.” Sybell yanks me close, kissing me hard. “You have to give them a good show.”

I bite her lip. “You can’t keep your mouth shut, can you?”

Another cock moves between our lips, so I shove it into her mouth. I grab the back of Sybell’s head, moving it hard against the shaft. “That’s much better,” I moan. I kiss her cheek as I move her, but I can tell she’s enjoying herself. 

Sybell and I play together like this for a long time. Eventually, she has her head between my thighs and her long tongue inside me. She moans in pleasure, suckling my clit and not sharing me with anyone. Behind her, she’s taking an Orc that's twice her size. Each thrust from him pushes her closer against me, wringing powerful aftershocks from my body. I’m not sure how much more I can take, but I have no desire to stop. All the while, Grirsorth watches us in pleasure, taking in his great treasure, and all before breakfast.