Monsters On The Island Of Lust Ch 04

"You've got to stop being such a baby and do something about it." Denny glared down an approaching prospect who stumbled back in fear before turning her attention back behind the bar. "Luke. Look at me."

Denny slammed her mug against the wooden bar top, beer sloshing onto her hands, where Luke finally put one of his, grabbing her shaking fist, and holding it softly. "Den... calm down." Her grip tightened again before it loosened, just the smallest amount.

"You can't keep doing this, Luke. I'm not stupid. I know you aren't. She's a fucking joke." Denny's voice was low, but carried with a serious graveness. "It's been two weeks. Two. Fucking. Weeks. Look at her." Denny refused to break eye contact until he did as she said, his blue eyes a bottomless pit of flickering emotions, turning from the demoness onto the young girl in a matching maid outfit, waiting her first table since she had arrived.

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"Uh... here's your beer, uh, sir.."

I set the mug down in front of the sharkbeast, his beer belly only made more apparent by the white streak down the center of his body, visible through the too-large unbuttoned red shirt he was wearing. I suppose fitting a normal human shirt over those fins would be rather difficult. I did my best not to move as he placed his rough, gray hand on my outer thigh, his fingers right up against my ass beneath the tiny skirt.

"Thank ya, missy!" He grinned, his lipless mouth curling back to show off his triangular teeth. I smiled back, unable to meet his gaze, before quickly turning, trying to get away, only for that same hand to grab a hold of my skirt, locking me in place as he flipped it up, exposing my ass and panties to the entire table. "Daaaaammnn bro! Look at the tail on the newbie!" Before I could do anything, his free hand grabbed a handful of my ass, his fingers sinking into my flesh. My face paled as I felt him jiggle my butt cheek in his firm grip. I froze, whether it was from the shock of it, or the fear of showing my discomfort by turning around or trying to walk away, I didn't know, but my entire body froze in place. Was it violating if I allowed it? Knew it was going to happen? Wore a slutty outfit? Pretended that I-

"Damn, Malo, Great Vesna sent us a good one!" His friend, no doubt, another sharkbeast, this one's body was instead a pale, desaturated blue. I did my best to fix my expression as I turned towards him. "Um, h-hi sir, can I uh, get you-"

I let out a small yelp as Malo smacked my ass, hard, sending my stumbling forward- right into the lap of his friend. I reached out my hands to catch myself, gripping onto his pale blue thighs, his skin just as rough, my head inches away from the tent in the leather apron strapped around his waist.

It only took me a second to realize that it wasn't just a regular one, though. No, it wasn't a single point stretching the material up at least ten inches into the air, but two, a straight line about two inches across separating them. I couldn't say anything as I heard a chair scraping across the floor behind me as Malo stood up, grinding his body against my fully exposed ass, followed by the distinct sound of his shorts dropping around his ankles.

I could feel it. Two distinct members pressing against me, one sliding against each of my ass cheeks as his hands grabbed hold. They were long, but slender, smoother than the skin of his hands. And just from the sensation of it alone, how far he had to swing his hips back for me to even feel the tips of them, they were easily over a foot long. Just sliding against my skin, teasing me. I knew this was different. That this wasn't malicious or evil. But in that moment it felt the same. "Mmmm... I'm gonna enjoy stretching out this piece! See how deep that throat of hers can take it!" He spanked my ass again, causing me to faceplant into the lap in front of me, that was thankfully still covered by that safety net of leather.

Did I have to? Should I? I turned my face up to see the grinning sharkbeast, his rows of teeth disappearing in nearly an instant. He put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me away from him, sending his friend stumbling to the side behind me as I fell flat on my ass. "I do not need that bitch throwing up on my cock Malo- look at her, she's fucking wasted, her face is whiter than your cock!"

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"If she sells those toothy fucks another round I will personally eat her out right here on the bartop."

"Denny, that's enough." but Luke's eyes were flicking over to Ceri and back more times than he'd like to admit. He took a deep breath, steadying his gaze on Denny, whose wings had stretched out without her even realizing, the stress obviously getting to her. He knew it wasn't enough. She looked like she was ready to explode, and if he didn't know her better, he'd be cowering behind the bar in fear. Not that it would matter. She may have only been a half-demon, but her strength was pure.

But it wasn't rage that ended up spilling out. Her wings collapsed against her back once more as her posture softened, tears welling her eyes. "It's so unfair, Luke... A week ago that bitch came fucking prancing into this place all pleased with herself about sucking off some bull's cock.. but when it comes time to actually do it to earn a living on her own, she fucking crumbles!"

The tears were streaming down her face now. She refused to wipe them away even as her vision blurred, refused to acknowledge them. "That's not fair, Denny, you know-"

"Bullshit! She's a fucking leech! You know you can't sustain this, especially with that other whore you're fucking harboring for h-" Luke took a hold of her hands, clasping his calloused fingers around them, easing their shaking. "Denny." Luke's voice was firm, but quiet, his eyes boring into hers, the concern obvious on his face. "I did the same for you." He let go with one of his hands, wiping the tears from her eyes with a loving caress of his thumb.

Her whole body shook as she stared up at him. "That's not.. you can't.. you know that's not the same.." She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "This isn't about just you, Luke.. if you go into debt for her.. lose the bar.."

"Denny." His voice was louder this time, stern. "I'm doing just fine. Let me worry about it." She pulled away from him, turning around as she got up from the stool, only to find Ceri standing right behind her. She looked over her shoulder, her wings fluttering with a short burst of rage as she saw the empty table behind her, a full mug of beer left alone on top of it.

"The cat is working twice as hard because of you. You better figure your shit out." And with that, she brushed past Ceri, storming towards the stairs up to her room."

Luke bit his lip as he realized Ceri must have heard at least some of that conversation. "You've been through enough today, Ceri, why don't-"

"No. I can't. She's right. I need to do something, I can't sit on my ass forever. And I can't make Ferli handle every table." Ceri looked over to the pink-haired catgirl, so small in a sea of crowded tables all pining for her attention.

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Ferli winked at the two new patrons who she led to a table close to the bar, not letting her fatigue show at all as she lean against one of their chairs. "What can I get for nya right meow?" The pair was one she recognized, a short dolphinbeast named Aquin with wonderfully squishy skin, blubber that Ferli couldn't help but sink her hand into as she grabbed a hold of his shoulder. He was short, only a few inches over five feet tall, but Ferli knew his cock more than made up for it.

She took no pause before slipping his pants down off of his hips, revealing his fleshy member, a prehensile tentacle-like penis that stood in sharp contrast to the rest of his body with its pale pink appearance. Ferli adjusted her short skirt before sitting down on top of Aquin's lap, causing the dolphinbeast to sigh with pleasure as his cock slid into her ass.

Ferli purred with pleasure, taking her time as a short break to get off of her aching feet as she sank into the thick blubber of his stomach and chest, nuzzling her cheek against his neck as his cock began moving inside her. "Ryight there.. purrrrrrr~"

"It's already pretty late.. just one shot of the siren's gin for me." Leo croaked, Aquin's friend, the frogbeast. He was much taller than both of them, nearing six feet, with a long, slender body colored in a bright, glimmering red, the slime oozing from his body catching the light of the room.

"Mmmm.. I'll take the special then, kitty cat~" Ferli couldn't help but smile, even as she groaned inwardly as she realized she had to get up so soon. She released a deeper, guttural purr as she placed her hands on Aquin's thighs, and began to lift herself off of the cock that was teasing her insides.

"No, it's alright. I got it." Ferli looked startled when she noticed a hand, Ceri's hand, on her arm. She looked up, then set herself back down on Aquin's lap, sinking back into his blubbery chest. "Thanks, Ceri." There seemed to be something off in her eyes, but Ferli just couldn't place it, and accepted the help with gratitude.

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I didn't realize that we had even served specials here, but Luke seemed to know exactly what it was. I sighed. More things I was behind on. The guilt was climbing in my throat, making it hard to breathe, so when Luke passed me both of the drinks, a shot glass and liquor bottle, paired with a wide-brimmed cone glass that oddly had one edge of its lip curled higher than the rest, no words managed to leave my lips in response.

I fought to bring back the smile to my face as I arrived back at the table, handing the special to the dolphinbeast who still had Ferli collapsed in his lap, and turned my attention to the frogbeast. He was tall, but most of his height was in his long, thick legs that ended in large webbed feet. He was somewhat muscular, visible even through his rather simple outfit of a white t-shirt and brown pants.

"Here you are, sir." I offered as I handed him the shot glass, clutching the bottle in one hand as I cozied up next to him just as I had seen Ferli do. I looked over to the catgirl to see how she was handling things, only to find her licking and nuzzling Aquin as he stroked her cock.. its tip hanging over the brim of the glass. Ferli purred as he started gently bumping his hips up into hers as he stroked. "Nyalmost there..." Her eyes closed as her hips started to match the dolphinbeast's, careful not to spill the drink even as she moved, so effortlessly so that I knew this wasn't only an occasional thing.

Ferli mewled as she started to orgasm, the higher lip of the glass immediately making sense as the ropes of cum splashed against it before sliding down into the drink, over and over again, diluting it into a fruity mixture of alcohol and cum, faint swirls and pools of milky white slowly growing and fading. Aquin's hand adjusted from stroking her cock to her tail as Ferli collapsed back down on his lap, Aquin gently tapping Ferli's throbbing member against the rim of the glass, shaking the last few drops down into the drink before finally swirling it in one hand.

"Mmm.. you are a wonderful kitty.. surely you have even more for another round, right?" A faint smile appeared on Ferli's lips, but she finally managed to pull herself off of Aquin's lap, a pool of cum pouring out of her ass as she did so. "Ny-I'd love to, but Ny-I've got anyother table.."

The words woke me from my stupor as I turned my attention back to Leo, whose shot glass was already empty and dry on the table in front of him next to a few coins. I immediately uncorked the bottle, but he stopped me with a webbed hand on my forearm, one that oddly felt very dry. "That's alright, miss, I don't want to drink too much tonight."

I bit my lip. I couldn't let that happen. I had to sell something. Do anything to earn my place here. It would be an embarrassment to walk away now. "Aww, come on now.." I placed my hand brazenly on his lap, pressing together my modest cleavage with my arms as I leaned forward, letting the loose top of my maid outfit expose even more of my skin. "Your friend already came inside my coworker.. are you sure you don't want a pass at me? it's only fair~" I struggled to put the words together, but they came out confident enough. Or at least I hoped they did. I watched as his eyes flicked from mine down towards my breasts. I was inviting him to look. Practically begging him to. This was different.

"I suppose it can't hurt too much." He dropped another stack of coins of the table, a small smile crossing his wide lips. Overwhelming relief swept through me as I poured him another shot. It felt good. I was in control here.

"That only covers the drink.. don't you want more than that?" I teased the hem of my top, adjusting it from to side to side, showing off even more of my pale, smooth skin. He tossed another two on the table with a smirk, before slamming back the shot.

I pulled the sleeves off of my shoulders, letting my top drop around my torso, fully exposing my breasts. I heard a whistle from Ferli's table, but turned my back, shutting it out. I was in control. I touched my chest. Squeezed with my fingers, pressed them together. I climbed on top of Leo's lap, giving him a good, close look. His hand reached up, his long fingers stretching towards me, but I stopped him.

I poured another shot, my eyes boring into his as I handed him the glass. He struggled to fish out his purse from his pants with my thighs straddling them, but he managed, tossing more on the pile. I grabbed his hands, gently, and guided them upwards, onto my breasts. I could feel something screaming inside me, but I pushed it down, turning my gaze to his webbed fingers as they ran across the surface of my skin, brushing against my nipples.

I didn't see it until it was there, his tongue, stretching out of his mouth, two feet down, licking across my chest with all of the dexterity that his fingers had. I shuddered as it reached my left nipple, pressing against it, licking it. His saliva trickling down onto my clothing, cold against the air as his tongue slid across my sternum, tracing the symmetry to the other side. I couldn't help but watch as it moved upwards again, darting back into his mouth for only a second before it landed back on my skin, warm and wet. My collarbone now, up my neck, his hands following behind, teasing at my stiffened nipples.

"Ahh-" His tongue traveled downwards now, all the way to where my torso met my clothing, then further, stretching impossibly long down and down, under my skirt, lifting it, finding my panties, covering them in a long, wet line of saliva right down the center. I shuddered. Grabbing hold of his hand, stopping him. It was slipping. My control.

He stopped. For a moment. His tongue retreating backwards, only to dart back out- to my side, grabbing a hold of the bottle, wrapping around its neck.

Oh. Right. I was making him do that. He took the bottle in his hand, and flipped it back, swallowing until he was sputtering, almost downing half of it. "Can I have you?"

I nodded dumbly, but pushed myself off of his lap. I needed a second, to get my head together, to get back control. "I'll take you up." I said, only realizing I had when he stood, slamming down a stack of coins, before nodding over to the bar. Where Luke was standing. Staring.

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As soon as the door closed behind us, he began to strip, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing the slightest hints of musculature. His pants followed, showing off his powerful, thick legs, glistening in the candlelight. And then... his hands. Like magic, he pulled a glove off of his hand, translucent, nearly invisible.

He smiled at my shock. "So I don't slime up your hand when I shake it. Or the money." I nodded, blushing. There was so much I didn't know. But it shook me out of my stupor, and I immediately began to undress, stripping down to just my panties. And then with a deep breath, I took them off. The first time I had been naked in front of someone else since.. since my arrival.

He took a step towards me, but I met him first. Hooking my fingers into his underwear. And I followed them down as I dropped them, until I was on my knees, and they were on the floor. His cock sprung free, almost a foot long, long enough to touch my lips before I even leaned in. It was slender, its slimy green tip the same color as the rest of it.

I felt his hands against the back of my head, but before he could press me down onto his cock, I pressed my lips around it, sliding along the soft, smooth skin of it all the way to the base in one motion. He croaked, stumbling backwards, the alcohol starting to get to him until his legs banged into the side of my bed, causing him to fall on top of it. I pursued, immediately finding where he was now sitting on the edge of my bed, and slid his wet cock right back down my throat.

It was slightly salty, the slime coating my tongue and teeth, sticking to them, trickling down my throat as I sucked. It was so sensitive in my mouth, twitching and throbbing, yet still rather soft, almost pliable despite how hard he was. I could feel the central ridge running along its underside as my tongue traced it, the membrane of his cock so thin, secreting more of that sticky slime into my throat as I sucked and licked.

It wasn't long until I had to get off of it, gasping for air, sputtering as I tried not to swallow it all, letting it ooze out of mouth, dripping down my chin. He laughed, a carefree croak slurred by the effects of alcohol. He tried to stand, poking my cheek with his dick in the process, but immediately stumbled, collapsing onto the bed. "Nnnghh come here, miss.. you give a right terrible blowjob... It's alright, miss.. I only wanted that pussy of yours anyways.. come sit..." His long tongue darted out of his mouth, nicking my ear with a lick that was meant for my lips.

I took a deep breath as I slowly rose from my knees. I was really hoping that would have been enough. That it could be a quick, five minutes of sucking and licking, and then it was over. I finally looked up at him. Laying in a pool of slime that had soaked my sheets, his hand patting his inner thigh as his cock stood, gently curving towards his flat stomach, his eyes watching, taking in my body, readying himself for me, just as I was for him.

My arm shook as I pressed my hand onto the mattress, and pushed myself up, on top of him in one swift, committed movement. Straddling his hips, his monstrous thighs making mine look almost feeble in comparison. Before I could do anything, his hands grabbed onto my waist, pulling me down on top of him. My entire front was immediately soaked in the slime, my body sliding effortlessly against his, my face cheek pressing against his chest, and trapped between both of our stomachs, his throbbing cock.

His grip was incredibly strong, his fingers almost sticking to me despite the goo, and he slowly began sliding my body up his. I was hyper aware of his cock pressed against me, feeling its tip, touching my navel, then lower, to my pubic region- I pressed myself off of him, my hands sliding as I tried to get a hold, causing me to fall right off of him.

He croaked, a louder, high pitched sound I didn't realize was a laugh until I saw his face. His hand grabbed hold of my wrist, pinning me down onto the bed, his slimy, webbed fingers holding me down like cuffs I was all too familiar with.

I tried to stop him, to say something, ask him to let me go, but as soon as I opened my mouth, his tongue fell into it, reaching into the back of my throat, sloppily tasting me, causing me to gag, choking on it. "Donchu worry 'ere miss.. You don' sheem like the type to wunna be on 'top... donchu worry.."

I struggled, pulling desperately away, but he was too strong, too overwhelming without even realizing it, his powerful thighs pinning mine open, his hands pressing mine down over my head. I watched as he tried to line up his cock, swaying uneasily as he poked and prodded against my inner thigh, finally pulling his tongue back out of my mouth so he could concentrate.