Roxie~

	“Alright alright, you convinced me guys, I’ll show ya a bit of my magic, just try to keep yourselves nice and worked up for me. I don’t need any one of you hunks leaving me without my treat~” I slip off the lap of the half-orc who welcomed me in, blowing a kiss to the eager crowd before hopping around a corner. Between the five maybe they have an hour, hour and a half if that mead starts kicking in. Wish the town was bigger, it’d be a lot more fun to have a bunch of easy targets on the first night instead of having to work to seduce the place. Though, if the diversity pool is like the wide range tonight it could be a lot of fun, especially the taurus, god they have the besssssssssssttttt whiskey god damn. Then there’s the dragonborn… hm, where do I wanna go first, well, after the show that is. Oop! They’re getting rowdy, that sounded like a table breaking.
	I shimmy up my dress and toss a coin to the barkeep, bending down just enough to tease my sweet tattoo, before pulling back up and heading backstage. Shoot, maybe I should- oh! In the midst of changing into my performance outfit I lean back past the curtain just enough to make eye contact with the barkeep, quietly whispering for her to start the music in thirty seconds, and to clean her bar floor for a quick visit after. It's always so cute to hear them stammer. Slipping back behind the curtain breaks the spell so whatever she’s muttering after is just going to make her look like a goof tehehe.
	With just a bit of mischief made I pull up my skirt and give a twirl, just making sure nothing flies off and ruins the mood. On goes the vest (special leather on the inside, can’t have it damaging The Goods) and then, the best part, my phoenix feather headpiece. Time to wow the crowd~ Miles of light grey leg reach out past the curtain, everything else hidden and dear Malcanthet that is a whole hell of a lot of noise. Mnh the sounds of praise are absolutely intoxicating. Frankly it can be hard to keep aware when such incredible excitement is in the air. I can’t wait any longer! The music is finally starting and just when I need it most, in the perfect time for me to bound out and start with the real dancing. The beads on my skirt sparkle in the magical light, heels clacking on the hardwood with every kick, breasts held perfectly by the vest, just enough give to jiggle but without any worry of slipping out.
	Sure these oblivious jackasses have no idea that this is all just the preparation ritual, but they don’t have to, not like they’re losing much more than they wanted to part with, and just a small bit of their immortal soul. But like, I’d sell some of my soul to fuck me, who wouldn’t? I’m worth the whole soul but this is just a kind discount for such nice treatment. Cheering piano covers the uttering of the incantation, and by this point no one can bare to look away from the show, even as lights dim and dip with the summoning. Oh all those eyes, those hungry people all wanting a piece. The music slows and that’s when the fun starts.
	The lights drop to almost nothing, just enough for the people to make out the glint of my curves and the deep black of my eyes set against the yellow. My voice picks up. The sound of what is most likely the half-elf creaming himself, or at least nearly choking on his own drool, almost stops the song because hahahahahaha what a loser. No, no focus, focus on the whole singing thing, woo the audience, put them under your spell. Thamathurgy is such a useful skill, makes the seductive crooning really amplify, can almost see the chills rise on those sweet bodies. Such needy little things, they all just need that sweet, tantalizing release that they know their savior will deliver~ They just need to be patient and wait, wait for the dance to finish, wait for their turn, wait for me to decide when they’re ready. They’re all so eager, all those cute tents, all those needy men just waiting so patiently for me to give them what they so need. But no, no they will WAIT. That piano player needs attention, they need it good, they’re doing so well~
	I hop off the stage, tail curling and waving behind me as I lay across the top of the piano, fingers crawling up her arm, and hanging around her collar, where that cute bowtie is picked off and the button popped. I lick my lips as my tail curls over to gently brush against her cheek. She breaks melody, I giggle before slipping right into her lap, and placing a sweet, single kiss to her lips, then popping back out to start dancing around the crowd. I brush my body against every one, singing all the while. My ass brushes against the thigh of the human, hands wandering down the half-orc’s strong arms, tail caressing the poor half-elf’s face. I spin around the dragonborn, hands trailing over their form and cock teased by my thighs, before I sit right in the lap of the half-orc’s lap I started in, laying with my legs over the sides and song stopping.
	The lights kick back up into full brightness and, fuck that was fun! All the giggles suppressed are let out and I really just erupt into a full on giggle fit before flipping back up onto my feet. With the lights back on and the show over, a few things get really clear. First that I’m grossssss, I started to sweat a little. Man, why does the incantation always take so much out of me, I really should practice more, maybe settle down for a bit to really establish an easier link with a brothel… Second is wow these guys are really horny and quickly becoming nervous about the idea of an orgy. Third, that half elf totally jizzed his pants! Hahahaha what a fucking loser, man wait, now I have to work harder… Damn it, he is totally not getting more than a handjob. Ah well, at least there’s that cute bartender girl, once these guys have had their fun, I’ll find her and maybe make love, been a while since it wasn’t just that normal fucking. I wave to the crowd before disappearing backstage, pulling on something more fitting. This’ll knock their socks off~
	As soon as they catch a glance of the corset it goes right to hell. They flock around me, eager to kick things off, but I hold up a finger. Okay so, either make them wait longer to treat the cute bartender but probably find one of these boys jerked it to my stage clothes or deal with them and maybe spurn the lady… “Eh, fuck it, come on boys, have at it~”
	Hands instantly move to every inch of exposed skin and god damn that feels nice. The desperation of lustful being seeps through my skin as a conduit to offer pleasure up to her, the most hungry queen. Course everyone’s a bit rough but that’s just what should happen, means they’re all desperate. I move down to my knees and grin up at the dragonborn in front of me, quickly pulling off his belt and hhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooo that's a big one. Hell yes. The focus is solely on that, what, 8 incher? Tip already drooling all nice and ready for me. The two half-orcs are getting a bit impatient, trying to turn me away but, down their pants go, I don’t even turn my head to check since it’s real easy to fish out those thick dicks, little coarse in the hand but that's fine. Two grunts of approval as they shift about to settle in for a nice, luxurious handjob. Now then, time for the real fun.
	He mentions something about him being a little hot? Flame based dragon probably, that’s fine, still had a simple humanoid cock, head a little more red than most. He holds himself by the base, thank you sir because it’s always weird to try and maneuver with both hands full and the dick sweat can be honestly annoying but this, this is good. I lock eyes with those, mn, man those are pretty, almost cat like, does- He does!!! He has the multiple eyelids! Those are always so cool, man dragons are rad. I start sucking on his tip, tongue swirling around and lapping up every drop of that, hm, it is really warm. Tastes good though, someone likes his fruit, hopefully the others are as considerate, always sucks when they refuse to just eat right, not even like fruit tastes bad, its super good! Oh, right, sucking! His hand lands on my head and tries to gently push me down, but I just take it all and give a cute little gurgle before pulling all the way back, drool connecting me to his tip. “You can thrust in Mr. Dragon, just don’t lose your load too quick~”
	Down again, oh and hair pulling. He really wanted it huh? It isn’t exactly hard to keep up, some of the allurne posed wayyyyy greater challenge, but he kinda hurts… Oh! That’s a throb, left hand is getting close. Another cast of message and the on edge is reminded to keep his cum out of the fabric and my hair, or else he’s paying for a new corset and the wash that it’ll take to get it all out. Given the grunt he seems to get it, but the thrusting into my hand is kinda worrying. Ah well, if he really does do that I’ll just have to show him what it means to scorn a Hardt. Grk- Okay he’s going really fucking fast damn, that should have been obvious given what’s being dealt with but stillllllllllllll. My lips are gonna be bruised as hell in the morning, tch, maybe it wasn’t worth it. And now hands are coming down on, oh, oh that’s nice. It’s probably the human given the, way his tongue feels. I lift my ass up a bit and, huh, well if he’s just gonna lay down, may as well sit while he works. I can’t help but grind down a bit as he manages to actually do a pretty damn good job considering the normal lack of sensitivity, oh I’m really starting to twitch. The lights dim and slowly start to swirl around us, heightening the tension to an apex. Op! There’s the first orgasm, the howl of a half-orc ringing through the hall as he covers my cheek and some of my chest. Well, at least nothing’s damaged, feels kinda nice, really helps exfoliate, or, was that just some bullshit that wizard mentioned, it’s so hard to tell with those weirdos. The magic stuff is fun but they’re so stuffy and egotistical. Wow that is an eager elf: as soon as the hal-orc pulled away that poor soul shoved himself right into my empty hhhhhhhhhhh oh there there there!
	I freeze up for a split second before grinding down in a frenzy, holy shit that felt good need more. To anyone watching it was probably obvious something was up given the sudden flush of some sort of weird pink gas emanating from my skin but ha, hahhhahah. Thank god the dragonborn came finally. He stops thrusting to let his cock throb and shoot out what is a pretty measly load for such a big guy, not that he says anything. Donation is accepted regardless, now just, to fucking get these other losers to cream. I start to really stroke them off, lights fluctuating from dim to blindingly bright, its getting harder to stay composed, just, just fucking. There it is! Okay sure they both cum on the corset but that’s fine, totally fine, I’ll just get a new one fuck it. Before they can even finish the corset is tossed off, torn to shred via claws and this human, oh this delightful, perfect, skilled human just earned himself a proper reward.
	I stand, and he looks, well for one adorable with all that juice over his face, but mostly confused. Whispers fill his mind, sweet nothings stimulating what is hopefully his favorite things to hear, calling him a perfect lover, kind, caring, absolutely perfect, he’d make a good disciple. Shit that one shouldn’t have been in there but whatever, he probably didn’t notice. Given the way his eyes are glazing over and his, oh that’s a nice curve, cock is twitching, he is enjoying himself. “U-” Oh right!!! The cute girl. No need to respond, she can wait a few minutes. But, at the very least as a sorry for causing such a ruckus and maybe ruining some of her bar, little hard to discern what is and isn't broken right now, or really anything other than the growing purple darkness and this poor man.
	He’s immobile by all rights at this point, reserved to having a nice time in fantasyland with his personal sirens, so trying to ride him while facing the o- Teifling! Shit I should have noticed that, oh now I really need to have fun with them, it’s so rare to see another one kicking around. Maybe she’ll let me stay with her while I’m here… Better make this a good show then. Unfortunate the cum on my chest dried though, doesn’t look as nice, ah well. With a bit of awkward hand positioning, I do manage to line him up properly and, hehehe she twitched at the moan. Cutie! H-h hokay focus. It takes some attention to make sure that mending this guy’s dick won’t have to happen. Reverse cowgirl is always so much fuuuuUUUU NN N. Ha, hah, god it’s, been a while since, anyone was, worth it like this. I have to brace myself by leaning back on my hands so as to keep myself from just grinding on him. It would be easier but it just wouldn’t feel as good as, well, slamming down on him.
	It’s hard to tell what the barkeep thinks of this but, who fucking cares? He feels, so good, even before the bouncing starts. When I do get off my ass and start to slam down, dear fuck. There’s not gradual build up, I just, I need to go for gold, I need it I need it I Need it. My hair’s a mess, breaths are short and shallow, breasts swaying and bouncing wildly, purple utterly coating the three who have still gone without orgasm. If the human had any sensory input left he’d be blind it’s so dark, until, until. He cries out, pumping a nice load inside, one that nearly puts me over the edge, but, I stop moving, entirely frozen. One wrong move and this whole operation crumbles, just, need to, let him. A, ah, ah thank god he got flaccid quick.
	The shadows retract fully and the lights pull back up, leaving the human on the floor, the other men totally gone and, oh they left some gold! How sweet. I move to go pick it up, bending over as cum drips down my thighs. I pull back up and turn to see that teifling just, fully flushed. Perfect! Fresh thirty gold pieces, man passed out on the floor, and a cute girl to seduce. The rest of the night should be delightful~