The party started to die down. It had been several minutes since Tails services were required. Some left early, but the majority stayed. The patrons and staff had bellies full of food and drink, while the slaves had their bellies full of cock and cum.
Vanilla did a little announcement on stage.
"Welcome, bulls and futas," she said. "I hope you've enjoyed all we've had to offer this evening. Some I've personally trained. Tonight, we have some adorable slaves that are in need of a good home. First off on the list, we have Bimbo, our cute little deer girl."
Walking on the stage was one of the dancers. She was slim, petite, and dressed only in pasties. Two covering her nipples, one covering her flower. Her little brown body was covered in oil and glistened under the stage lights as she strutted. When she turned around, showing off her plump butt, she also revealed a pair of handcuffs that even concealed her fingers.
"Bimbo here is 1X years old, and lost her virginity just a year ago, under our tutelage," Vanilla continued. "She's about four feet tall and weighs under 90 pounds. She's a masturbation addict. If she wasn't cuffed right now, she'd be rubbing herself in front of all of you. Of course, she'll make sure to serve you, first and foremost, but is constantly horny. We'll start the bidding at 1,000 rings."
The price kept rising and rising. In the end, Bimbo was sold for 27,000 rings. She was escorted off the stage and would meet her new master once the night was over.
"Alright, we have next, a sexy little bearded lizard femboy. Luckily, he's not old enough to have a beard. And with the hormones we've injected in him, he won't grow any hair."
Coming on the stage was a yellow reptilian boy dressed in a transparent belly dancer outfit that left nothing to the imagination. His chest, hidden behind the thin veil, was slightly puffed out, making him an a-cup at best. His tiny penis was fitted with a golden chastity cage.
"Jokes aside, his best feature is his mouth. That's why we call him Dickhead. Show them, Dickhead."
Without even using his hands, Dickhead opened his mouth. Using his racial ability to unhinge his jaw, Dickhead opened his mouth wide enough to fit a medium size watermelon.
"Imagine all the cocks you can stick in there. But don't think we've ignored his other hole. That one's just as capable. So, let's start the bidding with . . . 700 rings."
A low price at the beginning, but that changed quite quickly. Dickhead was sold for 21,450 rings.
The night went on like that. Sex slaves showed off their bodies and abilities throughout the night. Rings were passed along to the facility. The patrons were aroused once again while viewing the living products, and started getting into the free samples.
Tails job as cock cleaner was revitalized, and kept on going until the last slave was sold.
A little finch girl with red feathers and a bondage fetish was sold for the whooping price of 38,000 rings. The patrons began to filter out, as the night was drawing to a close. The buyers would go and get their slaves.
The waitstaff would now work as bed mates for the ones who decided to stay the night. The facility also worked as a hotel for the rich, horny clientele. Cock cleaners would stay where they knelt until the last of them left.
Tails legs were aching from kneeling all night. But it was a good kind of pain, one that told her she did a fine job. While the other cock cleaners were being released by members of the staff, Vanilla herself came to free Tails.
"I just got word, Rouge is here," she said, and Tails' heart skipped a beat at the mention of her name. "She's got her own personal room. Shall we?"
Did Tails even have a choice? Even if she did, the answer was quite clear.
Vanilla led the hopeless femboy to her beloved Mistress. They were still in the facility and went all the way up to the fifth floor of the hotel area. Every room was the same, but luxurious for the wealthy renters.
There on the bed, behind a thin, red veil, was the unmistakable silhouette of Tails' beloved Mistress. Her black, shadowy length smacked against the forehead of a smaller figure, before entering the mouth.
Tails' watched Rouge's shadow face fuck—who she assumed was—Cream. Even after an entire night of servicing large cocks, she couldn't help but feel a touch of envy for the bunny girl.
Moments later, Rouge pulled out and the shadows of her thick semen sprayed Cream. Rouge pulled the veil apart. Her body was as gorgeous and perfect as Tails remembered. Naked and pure, like a Goddess. The sight made Tails fall to her knees instinctively.
Mistress gave her slave one glance and sighed. "Oh, look, a major disappointment has arrived. Tell me, Vanilla, why is it here?"
"Now don't be so mean, Rouge," Vanilla bent over to give Tails a loving pat on the head. "You gave her to me to train. I think you'll be surprised at what she can accomplish. For now, Tails, how about cleaning Rouge's cock?"
Tails nodded and crawled on over to her Mistress. She stopped in front of her, squatting with her legs apart to show her tiny little clit. Her face inches from Mistress' semi-flaccid member, still wet and misty from using Cream.
Despite her time at the facility, she hasn't forgotten her manners. First, she gave the tip of Rouge's penis a gentle, chaste kiss.
"I've missed you, Mistress. May I worship your cock?"
"Hmph, just get on with it, worthless bitch meat."
"Yes, thank you very much. I promise I won't disappoint."
The cum of cocks of alpha strangers was nice, but nothing beated her Mistress' divine member. It was her drug. Her vice. Her everything. And after a wonderful, but rough, couple of weeks, she was finally going to ride the dragon once again.
So without further ado, Tails put Rouge's cock back where it belonged, down her throat. It was everything she remembered. The strong, salty taste of her cum that opened the sinuses. A scent that would stain the walls of one's throat. The strength and softness of her muscles, as well as the bump of each vein.
Tails took every inch of it and nearly came on the spot. She held it in through sheer force of will. But nothing got through her beloved Mistress' eyes.
"Are you getting off before cleaning me?" Rouge scoffed, and Tails could feel her anger all the way down the tip of her penis. "Vanilla, I think I'm done here. Sell this piece of shit and find me a new one."
It only lasted a second, the fear of her Goddess struck the poor femboy. Had she not been savoring the taste of her Mistress' cock, she would surely have been in a panicked state. Instead, the flavors of her cum calmed her down and made her get back into working order.
Mistress has every right to get rid of me, Tails thought, accepting her fate. But I want to worship your cock even if its just a second longer.
Tails put her mouth to work. Like so many other of her customers earlier that night, she cleaned Rouge's cock with lightning speed. Using her tongue to scrape the scum off the surface, while massaging the length with her throat muscles. Of course, the key was the suction, of which Tails had plenty of.
Rouge was pleasantly surprised by her slave. A little too surprised. It hadn't even been a minute, but already, blood flowed back into her cock and she could feel an orgasm coming in.
Her Mistress tried to pull away, but Tails wanted to be a little naughty and use her sucking abilities to keep her in place. Before either of them knew it, Rouge unleashed a thick torrent of spunk down Tails' greedy stomach.
When she was done, Tails gave her cock a second cleaning, as well as sucked the stray bits of semen in her urethra out. In the end, Rouge's penis was sparkling without a single speck of filth. And Tails kept a bit of cum in her mouth, because she knew how her Mistress loved seeing her savor and gargle on it.
Mistress was speechless. She didn't say "thanks," or "good job," not that she needed to. Rouge simply gave her slave a command.
"Swallow."
Tails did just that, but with a little twist. Her time at the facility really trained her mouth muscles. One could say that her mouth was what she specialized at. So without even closing her lips, she swallowed the thick load in her mouth.
Rouge could see the white puddle grow smaller and smaller, until it completely drained down Tail's throat.
"Thank you, Mistress," Tails said. "That was delicious."
"Hmm . . . perhaps you aren't so worthless after all," Rouge admitted.
Tails bowed humbly. "I don't deserve such praise. I will serve you until you get bored, Mistress."
"I was going to get you to do another contest against Cream, but . . . I think we can skip that. Get on the bed, slave. Vanilla, you too. We're gonna mess these two up."