The Skin Game

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Chapter 12 - Jondar City and The Market (FF, TG, MF, Spank, BSDM, Exhib, Humil, Fantasy, FDom, MDom, Magic, Bondage)

The day passed uneventfully, with both Jesera and Kaessi getting a fair
amount of sleep before lunch, despite the rough ride of the wagons. The
day was another gray blustery day. Kaessi helped clean up lunch and when
she got back to the wagon she was covered in goose bumps. Jesera started
to say something, but Kaessi quickly rummaged around in her magic bag and
came out with a ring. She put it on her finger and sighed.

Jesera said, "What's that?"

"A ring of cold resistance mistress."

"So you aren't cold any more?"

"It still feels cold, but I can easily ignore the sensation. And the
powers of this ring are supposed to be great enough to protect one
from the breath of an ice dragon."

"Very handy. I was afraid I was going to have to let you get dressed.
I know I'm putting on heavier clothes when I have to stand watch tonight."

"Mistress has more clothes?"

"Of course. I keep you naked because we both like you that way."

"Thank you mistress."

"Why don't you come over here and snuggle with me?"

"Yes mistress."

The two girls snuggled together until supper time. It never really
escalated to sex, but both girls felt warm and tingly when they
came to dinner. Jesera had changed into a pair of calf high boots
and a long soft cotton robe, and had a wool cloak over her shoulders.

Kaessi knelt next to her nude as usual. The child wind did not
harm her, it didn't even raise goose bumps, but it still "felt" cold.
So she knelt next to Jesera and leaned into her legs for shelter from
the wind and for warmth.

Both girls also noticed that Izhak seemed to be sort of sluggish. When
he rose from dinner, he staggered slightly, almost as if drunk. Odan
asked him if he was cold blooded.

"No. Not exactly. But my kind are sensitive to cold. I will pray for
a spell to help me thisss evening." So saying her walked off and climbed
into a wagon. From inside they could hear his strange hissing song of
prayer.

Hern called Kaessi over, handed their empty bowls to a teamster and
commanded her to get him hard. Unlacing his armor he let the girl
entertain him using her mouth for a while till Odan also finished.
The two men did not bother taking her apart from the others, they simply
lay her across one of the crude stone benches in the camping area, then
they began to use her for their pleasure.

Hern seemed to have lost any inclination toward tentativeness. He fucked
her face, then her ass. Odan reversed this using first her ass, then
making her satisfy him orally. They took a break, then they sat back
and had the girl straddle them one at time, bouncing herself up and down
until they had each come another time. Early in the process Odan commanded
Kaessi not to orgasm, by the time the guys were finished with her she
was practically whimpering with need.

Odan sent her around to the the teamsters to beg for release. Eventually,
Farik, a thin hairy fellow who had not yet had a chance to take his
pleasure on her agreed to fuck her doggy style. She screamed in release
and profusely thanked him for fucking her. This seemed to break the ice
and over the course of the night every single surviving teamster fucked
her one way or the other. By sunup she was a limp, dirty, sticky mess.

Jesera helped her wash up, then during breakfast, she borrowed one of
Hern's belts. After breakfast, she told the girl to bend over a bench,
and spanked Kaessi until her ass was beet red. Jesera told her that it
was punishment for fucking the teamsters out of turn. Then she shoved
her fist into Kaessi's well used cunt sending the poor girl into another
orgasm that left her all but unconscious.

That night Izhak took her again, and two teamsters, then she was returned
to Jesera. And so it went till they came to Jondar City.

As the wagons rumbled into the outskirts of the city Kaessi sat in the back
of the wagon with Jesera and watched the people go buy. She saw a fair
amount of slaves, but none of them were nude. Her memories told her that
slaves were usually given clothing. Even sex slaves. The clothing she
had worn while owned by her master, and before that the joy house, had
been scandalous, hiding little or nothing. But it was still clothing.

Clothing could be taken from a slave as punishment. Anyone seeing a nude
slave knew they were out of favor and being punished. A naked slave was
taken advantage of, groped by passer by at minimum. They might be pinched,
slapped, spit or urinated on. If left unattended they might be raped or
beaten. Knowing this she turned to Jesera and said, "Mistress, do you
intend to keep me naked even in the city?"

Jesera raised and eyebrow, started to say something, then stopped. She
tilted her head and then said, "I think I will for now. We'll see how
much trouble you cause me this way. You will need to stay close by us."

"I will mistress."

"Good."

The companions rode the wagons until they came to a caravan marshalling
grounds outside the gates of the walled inner city. Her Vrendan bid them
farewell. He and his teamsters would be sad to see them go. Both for
the protection they provided and the entertainment value of Kaessi's
body.

As they walked Kaessi stayed directly behind Jesera, and Izhak tended to
stay behind her. So there was little interaction with the crowds. But
Kaessi was very aware that she was the only naked person in sight. She
saw some joy girls wearing little more than a skirt of beads and sash tied
around their chest, but they were not as she was, totally nude. She didn't
even carry her own bag, Izhak had dropped it over his huge scaly shoulder.

After they had walked out of the large muddy area around the wagons Jesera
turned to the others and said, "I don't see any reason for us to go into
the inner city. There are some inns outside the walls, and we can get
supplies from the open air markets."

Everyone nodded. William said, "Surely you are going to let this poor
girl wear some clothes now."

Jesera tilted her head and looked at him, "Just before we stopped she
asked me to keep her naked."

"You're kidding?"

"Nope. William, by now I'd think you understand that our Kaessi is a
very kinky girl. She's a submissive exhibitionist. She is getting
off on this. Look!" So saying Jesera ran her hand down between Kaessi's
legs and thrust them up into her causing her to make a high yipping
sound. Jesera pulled them out showing that they were very wet. She
stepped behind Kaessi and pulled the girls hands up behind her neck.
Once she had them there, she took a short piece of cord and tied them
in place. Then she fastened the rope she used as a leash to the front
of her collar.

Willaim scowled and said, "What are you doing?"

"Making it easier for folks to grope her."

"What!?"

"She wants to be groped. If I leave her hands free and Izhak continues
to stand behind her and look threatening, no one is going to do anything
nasty to this wench. Now why don't we split up. Odan, you, me and
Kaessi will go one way. Hern, you take William and Izhak and go another
we'll meet back here at sundown."

Hern said, "Why split up?"

I need some things to help with magic, and we all need food and supplies.
Those of you who don't already have them, need to get some warm clothes.
Odan has the money, and the three of us don't look terribly threatening.
You three look like you could take on a legion. You go looking for any
combat supplies we might need and anything else you want. If you find
a good deal on food, buy some. You scare them, we'll sweat talk them.
Odan give them some cash."

Odan fished out a handful of gold coins and gave them to Hern. Hern
and Izhak looked at each other and shrugged, they turned and started to
walk off. William stood uncertainly looking first at Kaessi, then at
his designated shopping team. Hern said, "Come along William." Which
seemed to be enough for him to overcome the internal conflict holding him
in place. Soon all three of them were out of sight. Odan watched them
go then turned to Jesera and said, "OK, what is the real reason?"

"William is likely to cause a fight if he sees someone messing with
Kaessi. You wont. Izhak will likely cause merchants to piss themselves
more than is constructive. I figure we can get some good bargins,
especially if we use Kaessi here as part of the payment."

Odan smirked, "Sure. Let's go."

They waded into the crowd. In short order Kaessi was aware of fingers
caressing her, pinching her and slapping her. Whenever they would stop
at a booth it was almost as if she had a sign on her back that said
spank me. Passers by seemed to all feel that it was necessary to swat
her rump as they passed. In one particularly crowed part of the market
Someone behind her shoved their finger up Kaessi's ass. Soon the shopping
trip devolved into a sensory haze as Kaessi found herself becoming more
and more aroused.

Jesera had made several small purchases, and was bargaining with a merchant
when Kaessi was snapped out her daze by a jerk on her leash. In front
of her was a booth lined with all manner of bondage equipment. Manacles,
chains, collars, leather belts and straps. She found herself presented
to the huge proprietor. A very dark skinned portly man with long black
hair pulled into a pony tail and a long braided mustache. He seemed
vaguely oriental. Jeseara was saying, "I need cuffs, a belt of rings,
a pair of hobble shoes and proper leash. I'll give you two gold and
thirty minutes with this slut as payment."

"She is a bit skinny, and many customers offer me time with their slaves."

"She is a trained pleasure slave. And she's not skinny, she's half-elven."

"Even so. I don't find her all that attractive." He looked her up and
down and sniffed. "Five gold."

"Four gold, five silver and no time with the girl except for fittings."

"I'll take that and an hour with the girl."

"Too much, I'm sure I can get a better deal at another booth."

"Ha! You can get crappy goods at another booth. All my equipment is
dwarf made."

"You don't look like a dwarf."

"I'm not. I didn't say the dwarves were free."

"Ah. Three gold and an hour."

"Four gold and two hours."

"Three gold, three silvers and an hour."

"Three gold, five silvers and two hours."

"90 minutes."

"Done!"

Jesera handed the man some coins and the end of Kaessi's make shift
leash.

He then pulled her into the booth and untied the ropes on her collar
and hands. He held her wrists between his thumb and fore finger. Next,
he walked to a table and picked up a pair of slender steel rings. He
fitted them around her wrists and made sure they would not slip over
her hands, but that they did not fit too tightly. Next he pulled a
length of chain made by large round links alternating with smaller
square links. This he looped around her waist. Lastly her looked in
several boxes before finding a pair of what were essentially high
heeled, thick soled sandals. The heels and sole were made of wood.
The leather uppers consisted of a thick cuff meant to go around the
ankle, and a single slender x of leather over the arch of the foot.

Once he had fitted her with all of these things he began to pull
small locks out of another box. Soon the shoes, the cuffs and the
belt were locked onto her person. He stepped back and said, "I
have a suggestion. There is a new fashion, very popular with the
owners of ringed slaves."

Jesera said, "What?"

He went to small locked box and took out three small bells on the ends
of fine linked six inch chains. The ends of the chains had a sort of
clip that he used to attach them to her nipple and clit rings. He stood
back and said, "Hop."

Kaessi tried to hop. Which given she was now wearing high heels and
had her ankles locked together wasn't easy. But the bells jingled. He
said, "Stop." Then he unfastened her ankles and repeated the command.

The weight of the bells as she hopped, the sweet tinkling sound, it served
to completely humiliate and arouse her. Jesera smiled and said, "How
much?"

"Three gold."

"Make it two gold and you can have her two full hours."

"Done."

"Fine where are you staying I will bring her once I am done with her."

"No."

"No?"

"You've got two hours. You didn't say where. I choose right here."

The merchant gave Jesera an evil look and said, "Very well."

He reached up and pulled a length of rope down from the peak of the booth.
He tied the rope to Kaessi's cuffs, then stepped to edge of his booth.
There he loosened the other end of the rope, then slowly pulled it upward.
The rope forced Kaessi's hands and arms out behind her. She leaned
forward, and tried to keep her balance on the high heels. When she was
fully taunt, straining to balance, he stopped and tied off the rope.

Next the merchant took off his outer tunic revealing a fleshy but
well muscled torso. From the table next to his tunic he lifted a thick
bull whip. Jesera said, "I don't want her damaged."

He smiled and said, "You failed to negotiate what type of use I can
put her to."

Jesera walked up to the man and said something too quiet for anyone else
to hear. His eye's widened and he said, "You wouldn't!"

"I would, and I can. I am a graduate of the Shrin Harvana School."

"Very well." He put down the bull whip and picked up a flogger made of
long wide leather strands and looked at Jesera questioningly.

"Use what you will. Just remember, if she is damaged, you'll live to
regret it, for a long and unpleasant time."

The merchant sneered, stepped past Jesera and stood behind and slightly to
the side of Kaessi. He smiled again, pulled his arm back and snapped the
flogger around and across her straining but. Kaessi yowled and jerked forward
nearly loosing her balance. He swung and hit her again on the back swing,
this time across the thighs.

He gave her three quick ones onto her ass. Then changed grips and hit
her in the butt from a different angel. Kaessi was yelping at each stroke.
Her loud noises and the slap of the leather on flesh was drawing a crowd
in front of the booth. Odan stepped inside next to Jesera and watched as
the merchant proceeded to give Kaessi a very thorough whipping. She was
soon read and welted from her lower back to the bottom of her thighs and
was gasping and sobbing from the pain. Jesera counted roughly and estimated
that he had given her around fifty strokes, working up a light sweat.

Kaessi didn't know how many times she'd been hit, she only knew that she
was in extreme pain and discomfort. Her arms, legs, shoulders, stomach
and lower back were all cramping or burning from holding such a precarious
position. Her ass and thighs felt like they were on fire, and at each beat
of her heart they seemed to hurt still more. She too was covered in sweat.
But it was thick body covering sheen. Her eyes were wide open and wild.

The merchant stepped forward and rudely thrust two fingers into her pussy
from the rear. Kaessi tried to arch her back further and cried out in
pain and startlement. When he pulled them from her his fingers were very
wet. He raised and eyebrow and looked at Jesera. "She does in fact seem
to be well trained."

He tossed the whip on a table, then looked around among his wares for something.
As he did this Kaessi, still facing the front of the booth became aware of the
crowd standing outside, and even slowly easing under the awning. There were
dozens of people, mostly men, but a few women, a half orc and a dwarf all looking
her over. Most with looks of appraisal, or lust.

She gasped as she felt something cold force it's way into her anus. Those
watching saw the merchent force a large blunt hook into Kaessi's anus. From its
top a length of rope was pulled upward and between her wrists. He used the rope
to lift her feet off the ground and hang her by her ass and arms. Kaessi screamed.
It felt like her shoulders were going to rip out of the sockets, but then the pain
subsided to a lesser thing. Still there, but as her bottom took more of her
weight her arms hurt slightly less.

He pulled her upward by the hook, then lowered the rope she hung from until her
head and her cunt were at around waist level. Once he had her so arranged, he
stepped in between her legs, lowered his trews and thrust himself into her sopping
quim. Holding her legs apart and using them as hand holds, he bounced her off of
his pelvis and let her swing away form him, then slam her back into his groin. As
Kaessi swung, the bells on short chains hanging from her clit and nipples
followed the same arc, but at higher speed. Jerking to a sudden jingling stop
when the merchent's penis bottomed out in her channel.

Casey had never imagined such a situation. Kaessi had never even experienced
anything quite like it. She was being fucked in front of an audience. She had
been flogged before these same people. But being suspended and used like some
device for the man's pleasure, that was new. The sway and tug of the bells on
her rings, this too was new.

All the sensations were working on her. She was grunting each time she swung
back into the man. The sensation of him bottoming out, the jerks of the bells,
slap of ball sack against her. All of these things were working on her well
tuned nerves. She was conscious of the pain, there was a lot of pain. And it
was keeping her from coming. But it was still somehow a sexy sensation. It
worked both against and with the more pleasant sensations. The emotional load,
the humiliation, the display, these played their part as well. She was climbing
toward paradise, but the road was a rough one. Her grunts were becoming higher
pitched, her breathing rapid and shallow. Her head hung down, only coming up to
look at her audience occasionally.

Her head came up as the merchant suddenly clenched her to him and bellowed his
pleasure. He stood holding her a moment, then he pulled himself from her, walked
around and shoved his dick into her mouth. He said nothing, she knew what he
wanted and she started to pleasure him as much as she could under the
circumstances. Then she heard him call out, "A silver to fuck this slut."

Jesera said, "Hey!"

"You did not set limits on her use, and this will not harm her!"

Kaessi did not hear anything else from Jesera. Then she heard movement close
at hand, and saw someone step close. The merchant took one hand from her head.
Then she felt someone step between her dangling legs. They took them up, with
a rustle of clothing forced a very large penis into her. She tried to cry out,
but the force of its entry shoved her onto the merchant's dick and she could
not even breath.

Large rough hands took firm hold and the male between her legs began to pound
into her. She was trying to synchronize her breathing with their stroke when
she heard Odan say, "Damn, would you look at him go. I wonder if all half orcs
are so well hung?"

Kaessi gagged as she was shoved deeply onto the merchant's stiff prong. Her
eyes were wide, she was being fucked by a half orc. Publicly. Considered
loathsome creatures by one and all. Ugly brutes with short tusks and piggish
eyes under heavy brows. And if this one was a typical member of its kind, big
dicks. It would be hard to be more humiliated, be in a situation that said more
plainly, I am a submissive little slave. I'm a fuck toy. Use me as you please.

The stimulation, the realization, the situation, it was enough. Kaessi came,
long and hard. She lost control of her breathing and nearly strangled. She felt
the half orc filling her with cum as she passed out.

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She came to laying on the dirty rug that formed the floor of the booth. The
merchant stood nearby looking annoyed, Jesera knelt over her with a look of concern
on her face.

"How are you slut?"

Kaessi tried to talk, but instead coughed. Then she managed in a hoarse voice,
"A little sore and light headed, but more or less fine mistress."

"Are you in any shape to continue upholding our bargain?"

"How much is left mistress?"

"An hour."

"If mistress wishes."

Jesera touched her face and looked up at the merchant. "You can rent her out to
the crowd, but only one at a time, and do not bind her in such a stressful position."

"These were..."

Jesera snapped, "You will do as I say!" She raised her hand and everything in the
booth was suddenly outlined with a soft purple glow. The merchant looked alarmed
and said, "Yes. Yes! I will do as you say."

The glow vanished and Jesera stepped away from Kaessi and turned to Odan. "Why don't
you see what else you can find in this part of the market. I'll watch over things here.
Meet you here in an hour."

Odan nodded, Jesera leaned against the side of the booth and the merchent called "Next."

Over the next hour Kaessi satisfied another five customers, including the dwarf.
Odan returned and they continued through the market toward their rendezvous. In
the process they stopped twice more and purchased several packages of dried meat
and a pair of thick coats for Odan and Jesera.

Each time Kaessi was used to get a discount. Pleasing the meat seller with her
mouth, and taking the tailor in her ass. When the got back to the meeting place
they found Hern, Izhak and William already waiting. Kaessi was leaning heavily
on Jesera as she walked. Jesera had taken off her Kaessi's heels and they hung
from her chain belt. Her hands were also fastened to the belt.

Willaim said, "What the hell?"

Jesera snarled, "Kaessi's been helping us with our shopping, and she wanted a few
things no proper fuck toy should be without."

"She looks like she's been gang raped, beaten and ... What are those things hanging
from...Those bell things!"

"They ARE bells. And she was gang banged and beaten, not raped."

William made a choking sound and Hern said, "Enough William." Hern eyed him for a
second and William backed down. To Jesera he said, "How did your shopping go?"

"We could use more food. Odan and I found coats. How did you do?"

"Much the same. I think it's time to find an inn."

Jesera nodded and said, "There should be one over this way."

The companions walked slowly along the road until they were pretty far away from
the walls of the city. Tucked into a small hallow and almost out of sight of the
walls was a small rambling wood and stone structure. It turned out to be a rather
nice, if somewhat rustic inn. Jesera and Kaessi got one room. William and Izhak
one room, and Hern and Odan ended up bunking together. They had dinner in the
common room, Kaessi eating from a plate sat on the floor in front Jesera. She
was even permitted her own cup.

As they rose and readied to head to their rooms Jesera said, "Kaessi, you need a
bath. They walked to the innkeeper and asked the cost of a bath. He told them it
was two coppers, not an unreasonable sum. Or free if they wanted to wash from the well.
Jesera said "Where is the well?"

"Out behind the kitchen."

"Kaessi, go wash up. I think I'll take a bath in the morning. Once you are cleaned
up, come to the room."

"Yes mistress."

Jesera unlocked Kaessi's new cuffs and belt, taking them with her. Jesera walked to
the rear of the building near the kitchen and found a door out to the well. Outside
he drew several buckets of water into an empty trough and climbed gingerly into the
cold water. She rinsed and washed, and was trying to get her hair clean when someone
suddenly grabbed the back of her head and held her under. Two more pairs of hands
joined the first. She fought frantically to get loose. But she was exhausted, her
range of movement was limited by the sides of the trough and there were three to her one.

Her struggled as best she could, but eventually she gasped out much of her air and sucked
in some water. She was starting to go limp and loose consciousness when they suddenly
hauled her out of the water. She hung her head coughed up a several gouts of water.
She was gasping raggedly when her still unseen attackers shoved a wad of ill smelling
cloth over her mouth and nose. She had no choice to but breath. Sure enough the rag
was soaked with some potion and her head began to spin. In short order, for the second
time that day, Kaessi passed out.