Fantasy BDSM?

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Al'ika shrugged. "You usually had me suck it off," she commented, shrugging. "I'd suggest you do the same."

The woman gaped wide-eyed at Al'ika, begging her not to bestow that on him.
 
"Go on, suck his cock. His cum doesn't taste that bad," Al'ika said, shrugging.

The woman wept as she knelt and began to suck Flish.
 
"That's up to you, it's not my cock getting sucked," Al'ika shrugged as the woman continued to manipulate his cock with her mouth and tongue.
 
"I have no preference," Al'ika said, smiling. She watched as the woman continued her oral assault on the young man.
 
Flish shrugged and face fucked the hell out of his prisoner before binding her arms behind her back and shooting his load all over her lips, making licking it up the only way to get it off. "Your prisoner," he said, dressing and presenting her to Al'ika.
 
"Back into the cell you go, once he leaves," Al'ika said sweetly. She waited until Flish exited the cell before throwing her back in. She placed a dish of delicious food in front of her. "Eat up," she told her before looking at Flish. "Satisfied?" she teased.
 
"Well, anyway, I'm going to check in at the command center. If you need me, send someone." he said, looking much happier as he wandered off.
 
Al'ika chuckled and wandered out of the jail, her shift being relieved, and went over to the barracks in search of Keth.
 
Keth was in the barracks themselves, since he wanted to be on hand until Bek got better. He looked up and smiled when Al'ika entered. "Good day so far, pretty human?" he asked.
 
As they talked, Keth got them cheese and bread. After they talked for a while, Fate entered. "Isep is looking for you two," she said.
 
"Did she say why?" Al'ika asked, standing up, tearing off a hunk of bread with her teeth. "And I apologize for my Jep like manners."
 
"Not really," she said. "It did sound important though. From the looks of it, she was worried about spies since she didn't give specifics."
 
"Thanks, Fate," Al'ika told her, kissing the young girl's cheek before heading off to Isep's hut. She cast a bit of magic to keep prying ears away. "Alright, speak, woman," she said. "You know I hate cryptic messages."
 
Isep pulled a scroll out of a chest inscribed with magic seals. "I can't make heads or tails of this. We found it down the tunnel. Care to give it a shot?"
 
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