Accept the assignment: yes / no.

In the world of Andorra, even players could give each other tasks. In some cases, the system gave experience for their implementation, but, generally speaking, much less than for similar tasks that non-player characters issued. The ability to give assignments depended on the type of character account. Most of it was not available, only to players with an account of 80% or higher.

- How much will they pay us?

- 50 bearded.

- Not bad.

You have accepted the task.

- Yeah not bad. On assignments in this city, you can raise at best 20 for the whole day, but you got in touch with the right people. Our clan is small, but for its size it is quite rich. Our toothed lord does not clog his etheric head with any moral nonsense, and this unleashes our hands. In terms of money, we are mainly engaged in what is associated with the bordelny business. Places like this feed us well.

- And how much do they earn? - Yellow pointed to one of the women.

- Not at all.

- They are slaves?

- Not. Our institutions hold the mark of quality. All service is conducted only by living people. The player can not be made a slave, if the dive is not one hundred percent, but there are no such idiots.

- This is abduction and sexual exploitation of people! In real life, you could sit down for thirty years!

- There is no real, and there are no abductions. In our institution only followers of Umurumuru work. Cheap room - a place for the punished. One of these ladies was distracted at the post and because of this an important prisoner escaped. - he loudly slapped the nearest woman in the ass, from which the skin on her slightly rosy - Another tried to appropriate the money of the cult. Now they need six hours to hang around in the hole and serve everyone, without leaving the game and not making sounds.

- And if they break these rules?

- If a lady leaves the game, even a second before the end of the sentence, then the punishment begins anew on another day. The most painful for them is that they need to be silent. The use of sedatives or magic is prohibited. They all feel and they have no gag in their mouths. Every cry, or moan or a phrase, increases the punishment time by one hour. And if the punishment lasts more than twelve hours, then ...

- It is thrown out of the game before it ends.

- Right. Then it all starts over again.

The first client entered the room and handed over five coins to Myrna. Then he looked at the money and nodded to the visitor. A man came up to the one of the women whose charms were sticking out at a height more comfortable for him and with his habitual movement let down his pants.Holding his partner's hips, without any ceremony at all, he drove his rod into it and began to forcefully force his defenseless victim, to the saber-rattling of chains on shackles. It was the least romantic sex that only managed to see Yellow. A man with a goatee beard just came to discharge quickly, without being interested in her partner and her feelings. Having performed a set number of movements, with a bored expression on his face, he irrigated the inside of a woman with a hot stream of his seed, put on his pants and left. Yellow wiped off the remnants of the genital juices from the skin of the woman, but as soon as he touched a rag to the genital slit, she immediately twitched, indicating that it was unpleasant for her.

- Go ahead. - Myrn encouraged him. - If she wanted to be treated gently, she would have made every effort not to get here. We do not want her to think that we easily forgive theft.

Yellow wound the fabric on a stick and put this primitive cleaning tool into the woman's vagina so that the matter absorbed what was left inside of the previous user. The punishment jerked, but made no sound. She knew the rules and she did not want to prolong their torment longer than necessary. When finished, Yellow asked:

“If she is also in a cult, then will she not revenge us for all this?”

- Not. The punished do not know who serves them.

- They can learn by voice.

- Everything is provided. Their ears are covered with wax, they do not hear our voices, nor the voices of visitors. This is a good rule. Previously, this was a problem.

“So we can do it too ... well, you understand, and she won't know that it was not a client?”

- Do not know. It is not prohibited. I would even advise you to discharge into it now, while customers are few, so that you can watch the whole evening more calmly as others are fucking. - answered his partner indifferently.

- I do not want. - Yellow answered uncertainly.

It took a little more time. A new client came in, paid off and chose the same woman as the previous one. His overly large member is not easily entered into a hot heart. Like its predecessor, this client was absolutely not worried either by the views of Mirn and Leon, or by the reaction of the partner to his actions. Yellow thought that most of the clients must have come here many times and have long been accustomed to the attention of security. Having discharged his powerful gun, the man left with a satisfied expression on his face.

“If this cheap room is torture for women, how are men punished in our organization?” - asked Yellow.

- Similar. If you frown, they will lead you into this room and, like any woman, will be inserted into the hole that you are tall. There will be a special sign hanging outside that non-traditional services are available tonight. There are few such customers in the city, but they have a good imagination about slapping and pulling for eggs. All chocolate delights are attached. I really do not advise getting here. You see everything yourself.

Yellow thought that he had been sent here for a reason, as soon as he joined the followers of Umurumura. It must have been all newbies through this. From the very beginning they were shown what would happen to the guilty ones and, apparently, it reached the majority. The former knight did not ask whether visitors were being counted and whether it was possible for them to conceal part of the proceeds.

A dwarf client came and Myrna had to interrupt the story in order to bring him a chair. The dwarf was probably a representative of a small people from the hills far to the west. Yellow was in those lands during one of his travels when he was a knight of Mizara. Despite the growth, the visitor breathed danger, and his manhood was quite decent size. Standing on a chair, the man was able to properly use the female body. Apparently, he rarely had a chance to be with a woman, because there was so much sperm after him, that she did not fit inside and flowed out of the genital slit, heavily wiped her punished legs and even the floor under them. Before Yellow had time to wipe everything, a shy lad glanced into the room and handed the gold coin to the guard.

- First time? - he asked, counting the change.

The guy shook his head, but it did not look very convincing.

- Do not worry, today no woman physically can not refuse you. - Myrn smiled, nodding at sticking priests.

The young man chose the one that is higher. Despite the uncertainty, nature took its toll and the guy liberally ended up in his partner. Glancing at the result of his activity arising from the female womb, he pulled on his pants and left. Myrn continued the story:

- Most of the customers are local residents. They usually come in the evening, and after midnight they are afraid of carnivores and sit at home, so that at night, hardly anyone comes in.

Yellow thought that the locals act wisely, thinking about their safety. Despite all his training, he was not sure that he would be able to kill the freaks in a single fight, let alone civilians. On the other hand, he knew that these predators never attack in open spaces, so on the street you can consider yourself safe, so the locals, it turns out, are just superstitious.

Clients came in, quickly did their men's work and left. At some point, there was even a queue of people willing to rape poor women. One of the visitors came without money and Yellow ... Read more →