It was late afternoon now in the Grand Bazaar.

The din of the market didn't relent. In fact, business tended to boom nearing dinnertime, last minute shopping before the final meal of the day.

In the corner for traveling merchants, the din drowned out a clamor in the tent of a particular merchant that had been sounding out for hours on end.

"Oh, y-yes, mister, I-...!"

Nilou came, heat coursing through her lithe body as the stranger kept fucking her. She gasped in breathless chokes as his cock plowed into her, every inch of it just another spark of pleasure as it stuffed her again and again. Her fingers dug into the sheets of the bed she was being fucked into. Nilou's abs clenched to keep her upright as she endured the stranger's relentless pounding. The stranger was putting her through the paces, pushing her stamina and physical prowess to its limit.

At this point, her ass smacked directly into his crotch, her hips raised to be level with his, the rest of her body sloped downward, all of her weight supported by her lower back. The stranger was on his knees as they fucked, towering over her. Her feet rested against his chest in this position…or, they both should have been, if one of them wasn't being ravished by the stranger's mouth.

As she endured her orgasm, Nilou watched with clouded eyes as he eagerly sucked on her toes, her blue-painted toenails popping in and out of his hungry lips as he alternated between each foot. They made eye contact as he took his time sucking on her left foot, swallowing almost all five of her toes into his mouth, sliding his tongue between the crevice of each toe. Her self-consciousness of his strange act was completely gone by now; she had learned to love his mouth whenever it was anywhere on her body.

The dirtiness of the stranger's hunger, his utter

Just like the time he licked her armpits or recently his tongue into her anus, it was a strange sensation…but one that grew to be completely pleasurable when paired with his perfect cock.

A cock that was now throbbing and pulsing out yet another creampie deep into her cunt.

She watched as the stranger shuddered at the climax, moaning into her foot as he dumped another load of cum inside of her swollen baby pocket. He pulled out for the last few shots, several ropes jetting over her naked body, one stray shot landing on her mouth.

Nilou took a finger and scooped some of his cum into his mouth as they both took another moment to catch their breaths. She kept lying there, waiting for his lead as he breathed hard, hands wrapped around her ankles.

After hours of sex, Nilou was almost completely naked now. The top that was attached to the golden neck ring had been discarded, her sandals torn off so the stranger could get a taste of her feet, her sleeves and their cuffs carelessly thrown to the floor. Now, only the jewelry and her hair ties remained; the collared neck ring, the thighlet banded around her thigh, and, of course, the belly charm girding her hips.

She could feel his eyes roaming her nakedness, drinking in the sight of his cum racing down her creamy skin. Sweat matted her straight cut bangs against her forehead, the rest of her skin reflecting the dim light of the tent with a sheen of sweat. She liked seeing his dark skin contrasting her paleness as he lowered her, his hand sliding up her sweat-slicked belly to her chest.

They kissed passionately. No more flirts, no more innocence.

Within minutes he had Nilou on her hands and knees, pounding her into another orgasm.

This was only the second time they fucked doggystyle, but Nilou found it ridiculously satisfying. He had both of his hands on her tits as he leaned over her petite body and planted his lips between her shoulderblades, kissing the intricacies of the red tattoo that was inked there. He growled against her skin as he started to fuck her faster, coaxing our more squeaks and squeals from Nilou's throat.

"Every inch of you…ungh! I just can't get eno-...!"

The stranger came in a few more strokes, shoving his face behind her neck as he pumped his load directly against the entrance to her womb. Nilou shuddered and accepted it all, feeling the cum only push out his countless loads from her stuffed pussy in thick drizzles.

Only a minute later and he started to fuck her again in the same position. This time, the stranger kneeled upright again. Nilou could feel his sweat splatter onto her lower back, feel his heated gaze burn her skin as she kept getting pounded from behind like an animal. Then, she felt his hands suddenly grab her twin tails, wrapping the vibrant red hair around his wrists like reins.

Before Nilou could truly grasp what he was trying to do, he pulled, ripping Nilou off the sheets as she was forcefully suspended with only her hair.

She screamed.

The pain brought tears to her eyes that were instantly replaced by more tears as he also doubled the pace of his pounding.

Her back arched as he kept fucking her like this, the searing pain of her hair being pulled by its root somehow transmuting into pure pleasure as Nilou gasps and gasps for more air, and begs and begs for more of his cock.

"M-More, mister," Nilou managed, bringing her hands up to play with her tits. "Please fuck me more!"

"I knew you were nnhh! a slut deep down." he said, hips smacking into her ass with enough force to make her skin bright red and raw. His cock curved up to hit that spot Nilou loved so much with enough force to make her cum again, her slender teenage body wringing him for his next hot load of seed. "You just needed to get fucked is all. Not feeling any of that mmngh! stress now are you?"

Nilou could only whimper in response as she was pounded into yet another orgasm. Everything swirled to white as she embraced the climax with a delirious grin, her body trembling with every wave of bliss that seared through her. In due time the stranger would join her. In the midst of her climax she felt him cllamping those hands around her slim waist, a moan escaping her when she felt hot rope after hot rope of his seed shoot into her swollen womb only to bubble of the tight seal of her cunt.

They found themselves entangled, panting, sweaty, and out of breath on the bed a few minutes later. A few minutes after that, the cycle would continue as the stranger slipped himself into her again.

They kept going until nighttime, where they both collapsed into a wet mess of exhaustion. Nilou's sore body welcomed the rest, snoring soundly with her nakedness embraced by his arms. But then, one of them stirred right before dawn. They shared tired grins, then kisses, then more kisses, then touches, and within minutes Nilou found herself riding his cock for dear life as the first activity of her day.

By now she was completely bare, her red hair undone and a frizzled mess, her pale skin full of bite marks, handprints, scratches, skin crusty with cum and sweat and spit. Well, bare asides from that belly chain. She kept it on, feeling it there as some sort of proof of ownership to the stranger, that right now, she was all his.

She loved the way his hands ran up and down her body as she kept fucking herself on him, moaning unabashedly to the ceiling as he played with her bouncing breasts, gripped her tight stomach, ran his fingers down her slender thighs. She eagerly sucked on those same fingers when he shoved them into her mouth.

They'd both share a climax to start the day off right, Nilou's nails digging into her chest as she shuddered and finally collapsed onto his chest. His cum eeked out of her in soft squirts of white. They shared heavy breaths as they rested.

"So…are you leaving to head north today?" Nilou said, her cheek pressed against his chest. She loved the way his sturdy, muscled body felt against her worn-out petite frame. His hands roamed up and down her naked back, their sticky skin feeling perfectly warm against each other. She could hear his heart's beat echo into her chest.

The stranger chuckled, running another of his hands through her hair.

"I was supposed to."

Nilou turned her head up to look at him, chin pressed against his chest. Her green eyes sparkled up at him beneath the veil of her red bangs.

"What changed?"

The stranger smiled down at her, sighing as he brought both of his hands to slide possessively down her smooth back before cupping her asscheeks and giving them a hard squeeze. Nilou purred, biting her lip.

"I don't know, I ended up offering my private services to a customer who needed them."

"Oh, like how I offered you a dance?"

"Something like that."

"So why are you staying because of that?" Nilou pressed, bringing a hand up to his face and playing around with his hair. "Did you not satisfy her um…needs?"

"I don't know, did I?"

Nilou and the stranger shared a heated look, and their answer came with the way her pussy twitched around his cock.

"You're the expert," Nilou continued. "I'm just a dancer."

"True. But I know you like to help out merchants around the bazaar from time to time." he said, turning them over to their sides as he throbbed inside of her. Nilou felt him grow harder. "Maybe you can help me out."

Nilou giggled, biting her lip as she started to clench around him, moving her hips against his as those mind-numbing sparks of pleasure began to kindle more heat from inside her.

"Someone told me that I should learn to say 'no' more often…" she said, struggling to keep her eyes open now as they both began to thrust, their hot bodies flush against each other, limbs tangled in a knot of desire.

"I think you can make an exception," he said, pulling a throaty moan from Nilou's throat as he gave her a particularly hard thrust, his hand gripping her thigh as their faces close in on each other. "Just for today. It's a special offer."

Nilou's eyelids fluttered as the sex grew hotter. She was losing herself in the delirium of it all, the lust, the recklessness…and she knew there would be no convincing herself to stop now. Either way, she still had another whole day off.

"I think that's a good call." she said, closing in on his lips. "I never could turn down a good freebie."

With that, they kissed.

Several days later, and Nilou was backstage, wiping her sweat fresh off a performance.

"Well, if I'll be damned." Sheikh said, shaking his head. "All this time and I don't know how you manage to always outdo yourself, kid."

"Thanks, boss." Nilou said, giving him a warm smile. She could tell something was on his mind as he looked at her. It seemed a lot of people in the troupe did ever since she came back from her days off. "What is it? Do I seem…different?"

Sheikh blinked, bemused.

"Yes…somehow. How'd you know I-"

"I've been getting it a lot, don't worry." Nilou said, turning towards him completely. "I just followed your advice, is all."

Sheikh gave her a skeptical look, grinning.

"Oh, really? You sure you didn't just spend your days off in the bazaar helping out some merchant or another?"

Nilou flushed.

"Well…"

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