Steampunk Harlots Ch. 06

Inside, their arrival was noticed by six men sitting around a hardwood table, not unlike the one Liddy and Hannah had used for the 'interview'. Cigar smoke hung in the air as they all partook, while they drank liquor worth more than what Hannah cost an hour. Easy, on the other hand, cost a lot more since she was supposed to be a speciality item.

"Welcome, my lovely ladies. Welcome," one man greeted as they all rose.

They were all impressed by what they saw, and Hannah could tell they were ready to start. Yet she also knew that some things are only proper for people of status if a little time is taken to get there. Hannah gave a slight bow while Easy made a full curtsy.

"A pleasure to be here," Hannah started as the men took their seats. "Always a pleasant experience to meet men of fine taste."

While not offended, they were slightly confused and one man spoke up. "Taste in women?"

Hannah smiled. "Cigars. Southern Islands for sure. I would hazard a guess at the Lonely Flats, but more likely the aquatic farm offshore."

Stunned silence filled the room, until one man burst out laughing, followed by his friends. "My dear, I have never met a woman of any status who could guess the region of a cigar, let alone the island it was grown on or near."

"It is actually a mixture of their island farm leaf with the weed grown on the ocean waters just offshore." He passed the box across the table where Hannah could open it and pick out one for herself.

"Most gracious," she thanked as she expertly used a cutter to clip off the ends.

"M'lady." The man sitting closest to Hannah greeted as he gave her a light while taking a long look down her cleavage as she leant over.

Taking a deep puff and blowing out the smoke into the air above the table, she smiled at them, giving them all a look as she showed that she wouldn't be coughing. The men exchanged pleased glances.

"This is Easy," Hannah introduced while Easy gave her wings a flutter. "A young eager girl who is looking forward to our time together."

"I must say." Another man spoke. "When our friend told us of a fairy we could... enjoy. She was all we could think of. Now in the flesh, she is more than anything we could imagine. How do we..."

He looked to his friend for help.

"I'm ready and willing to do whatever it takes to shatter the limits of your imagination," Easy explained as she slowly crawled onto the table.

Easy adeptly avoided the glasses and bottles around her as she made her way into the centre of the table. Those in front of her watched her cleavage showing, while those behind leant down for a view up her dress. The first to move put his hand on her leg and moved his glass to the small arm table beside him. The others moved the other objects from the table quickly, so that Easy was alone on it save for the hands reaching for her.

Five of the men were standing and starting to unfasten their clothing in preparation for what was to come. The sixth man never stopped looking at Hannah. He was the one who had been most impressed by her. She moved over to him and sat in his lap, still smoking the cigar. He held Hannah by her bum and thigh, at eye level with her breasts that he had to look over to meet her eyes. Hannah smiled at him, pleased he was still bothering to look in her eyes. Easy gasped as someone put his hands on her ass and between her legs. Another had his hand on her face while her dress was being undone by someone who didn't want it in his way to her cleavage. Of course, another man didn't wait and already gripped her tightly with his hands down the front of her dress.

"I expected a woman here to work. Not a woman of culture and refinement," the man whose lap Hannah was sitting on muttered.

Her attention drawn back to him, she responded, "Even a woman of fine... breeding and status has desires like your own."

"Really?" he asked, almost totally unaware that women can be just as sexual as men.

"Of course. The difference is that we hide it because it is not expected of us." Hannah took a sip from his glass. "Just as your friends here wish to use the flesh of my little fairy to bring them pleasure. Just as she enjoys the act of penetration from five different men."

They paused to view Easy, naked on display, taking a man down her throat while another lay below her horizontally to suckle from her breasts. She gasped loudly as another pushed inside her between her legs, gripping tightly the two other men in her hands. Rocking her body back and forth trying to time her movements to maximise their thrusting. Although most men don't coordinate themselves so well in such situations, she was making the best of it.

"See how she craves it? Status didn't do that to her. Race didn't do it. No. Being alive does it. Everyone has their particular tastes, but while status might define the limits of fulfilling said taste, it doesn't mean a woman is without it."

"I see," he said, but Hannah doubted it.

"What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"I expected some street commoner with a fine figure. Not... a refined woman. How..."

Hannah cut him off. "Even a refined woman can desire the carnal pleasures of men like yourself. Outside this room, I am a Lady. To be respected, feared, and obeyed. In here, I am a body of pleasure. To give and receive. But in both places, I am a woman who craves it always. Like I said, status might define limits. Higher status opens doors that are closed to the common folk as we all know. Yet sometimes it closes them. I am tired of things being closed. Open them for me. Open my legs and give me what I crave day and night."

Hannah was lifted up as he stood and spun around. She started to lift her dress when it was pulled up faster for her. Quickly her legs were kicked apart and panties pulled off with the snap of their clasps. As she waited for him to fumble with his own pants, she could see Easy's tongue peeking out of her full mouth to try and lick the balls of the man currently keeping her from breathing. Not quite making it, Hannah was still impressed with how long her tongue really was and considered asking Mari if she would mind if she had some fun with Easy.

Hannah wondered about their relationship for a moment before her head was grabbed and pushed down on the man laying below Easy. His hard cock past her lips and deep down her throat as finally, the man behind her got himself inside. Disappointingly small, his thrusts behind her were less than impressive but she went along with it. Hannah kept her cigar in her hand.

However, a silent tension became obvious when Hannah was taken off the table. Apparently, her partner didn't want another man inside her while he had his fun, so he threw her to the couch before climbing on top. Again disappointing, since he clearly had no concept of pleasing a woman. Almost unsure he was even inside her, Hannah moaned with each thrust when she wasn't taking a drag from her cigar, hoping he couldn't tell. His head was buried in her breasts and Hannah realised how short the man must have been. Her dress had been pulled down and her lace covered breasts bounced as his head bobbed between them.

While she was being disappointed, Hannah watched as Easy got flipped, just as the man behind her had blown his load inside. Finished, he stepped aside as his friend moved in to replace him. Unsatisfied with simply being in her hand, he plunged inside Easy with enthusiasm. Gripping her by the one leg she had in the air, he rammed as hard as he could while she struggled to swallow what was being pumped into her mouth.

Hannah suddenly felt her man climb up to kiss her lips, struggling to keep inside her as he did so. She leant forward to help and felt him grip her head and breast for leverage. Hannah was convinced he never had proper sex before as he started to lick her face. Sure some weird things are fun if you like it, but it almost seemed like everything he did was because he thought that's what you were supposed to do. As if all his knowledge was second hand.

Unknown to Hannah, Easy was gripping the man penetrating her pussy with the muscles she had inside. Jerking them off while they fucked her, neither knowing how unique she was in that ability. Quickly another man added his seed inside her. Unable to contain himself, the man in her hand blew his all over her breasts, covering them. Easy rubbed her breasts and spread it around so they were glistening in the light.

"Just like that?" The man on top of Hannah asked and she needed a moment to figure out what he meant.

"So very much. Thank you." She responded once she realised he had finished without her even knowing.

Easy meanwhile, got off the table to sit in the lap of the last man and used her wings to rise and lower her onto the swollen cock penetrating her. He tried to hold her, but she kept his hands down so that all the work was done by her wings and he loved it. He almost yelped when he finally went, and each rise and fall of her body let him and his friends leak out of her. Hannah remained with her bra exposed and her dress lifted as she sat with her client pretending to enjoy the cuddle. Nothing ruined a cuddle like redressing quickly.

Easy was exhausted from the effort of using her wings, so much she just rested on the lap leaning against the man still inside her. She leant her head back over his shoulder to kiss him while he was finally allowed to grip her breasts again. Ignoring how uncomfortable it was to have her wings pinned between them, Easy made noises to the contrary. Seeing one of the other men holding himself in his hand and how hard he was getting, she glanced at Hannah getting the nod to proceed. Hannah watched as Easy crawled along the soft carpeted floor to the man who had penetrated her like a dog and took him into her hands, licking up and down his stiffening shaft. She could taste herself on him and used her long tongue to wrap around his head as she took it into her mouth. While she kneeled before him, another man got up and walked over to Hannah.

Determined to finish what he started with her mouth, he pushed inside her once again, and this time they wouldn't be interrupted. Hannah rubbed herself between her legs with one hand and her left breast with the other as she drew her head back and forth, working on the cock in front of her. Leaning back on the couch to relax and enjoy the feeling of the eyes on her. Her cigar rested in a nearby tray while she had something better to suck on. When lips began to kiss the hand between her legs, she moved it to behind the head and directed it to her clit. Once again, it was a poor attempt but Hannah was desperate to actually enjoy something while she was there.

Looking past the man pushing into her mouth, she could see someone had lifted Easy and held her by the legs as he fucked her while she still sucked the man in the chair. An awkward looking position, but something Hannah made a note to try sometime. Fluid burst into her mouth, but not a lot. Most having been spent on Easy. Hannah swallowed quickly before urging the man eating her pussy up to take his place while pointing to the other to get on his knees and continue. This man used his fingers inside her and worked them quickly while his tongue went to where he thought it was supposed to be. Close enough, Hannah sighed, enjoying what she could before another burst of fluid went down her throat, signalling the end of that.

Easy was back on her knees as a man standing over her worked furiously to cum again, aimed at her face. She smiled as whatever he could manage splattered on her face, as she worked her own fingers over her clit. Unable to limit himself to using just his mouth, Hannah was quickly mounted by the thankfully better-endowed man, who at least had made a good effort between her legs. Thrusting into her, Hannah could at least tell he was there and lasted a few minutes. Long enough for Easy to be back on the table, pouring booze on her body for the men to lick up. Seemingly ignorant that one of them had cummed on her and had his seed rubbed into her skin. Easy giggled as the tongues tickled. Finally finished inside her, the last man got off Hannah and she could take another drag from her cigar.

Spent and exhausted from their brief efforts, the men sat back in their original chairs. Hannah got up and pulled Easy onto the floor, where she could try her tongue out on Hannah. Fixing her bra and dress, Hannah smiled as she felt Easy reaching deeper inside her than any tongue before could. She mentally shrugged at not asking Mari, but figured it wouldn't be a big deal. Mindful of taking too long, Hannah stopped when someone handed her panties to her. She stepped back from Easy who stood to retrieve her dress. Hannah snapped the clasps to put her panties back on and smiled at the men assembled, still smoking her cigar.

The short, disappointing client motioned to the guard at the door. "Take them somewhere to clean up."

Too tired to speak or rise, the men just nodded at Hannah as she did the same. The guard lead them out of the room and back towards the entrance. The first door from the end of the hall was a lavatory from the sign posted.

"In here, M'lady. Showers and facilities," he said. "Do you require anything else or shall I signal your carriage?"

"Your cock," Hannah responded flatly, and let him stare at her blankly for a moment. "She took the brunt of the effort and I was left wanting. Get in here with me and satisfy me now."

"But a noblewoman... that's illegal," he muttered, obviously caught between given orders to obey and said orders being illegal.

"I'm a harlot. Not a lady. I work for my wages just like you."

He pushed them both into the lavatory, and while Easy went off to shower, Hannah tossed the cigar in the sink and slid off her dress. While he still unfastened his uniform, Hannah did away with her underwear so she could be naked for the beefy man. Easy watched from the shower as he lifted Hannah, one hand on her ass and the other on her leg. Hannah gripped his arm and neck as he slammed her onto him. Able to keep her up in the middle of the room, he slammed his manhood into her over and over while her breasts bounced for him. Finally, Hannah felt like she could enjoy herself. Feeling her body ache to accommodate the assault on it, she shivered with each thrust.

Unable to contain herself, Easy stepped out of the shower as clean as she expected to be and placed her hands on the edge of the sink bending over. Letting out a pitiful whimper, the bodyguard took the hint. Without skipping a beat, he hoisted Hannah up to put her legs around his shoulders so he could eat her. Holding onto his head and also the ceiling, Hannah bucked her hips against his face. Easy felt strong hands grip her hips as suddenly the largest cock she had ever had shoved its way into her. No effort was needed for her to maximise the thrusts, as each one was strong and powerful. Soon he began to grunt, ready for his finish when Hannah gasped in desperation. He pulled out of Easy and slid Hannah back down to put his cock back inside her. Then leaning her back so that Easy supported her like a table, he held Hannah by the breasts to put every ounce of power behind his final thrusts. Easy held herself in place to keep Hannah in position, feeling each thrust. Soon he let loose, pumping himself rapidly as he filled Hannah with all the seed that he had been holding in since he first saw her. Watching her and Easy being used and unable to release himself until then. Easy could feel the seed almost pouring out of Hannah and onto her own exposed flesh where his cock had recently been. Still unfinished, he actually pulled out of Hannah and penetrated Easy again so she could have some direct from him as well. Hannah didn't know when she had climaxed as it all felt as though it was one long orgasm with him.

"You may summon the carriage now," Hannah stated with a smile.

He bowed before redressing and bowing again before leaving. Hannah turned to kneel behind Easy and return the favour. Easy had her seventh climax with Hannah trying to drink her clean. Both got into the shower and kissed while their hands cleaned the other.

After finally cleaning up, the girls headed out of the club much like they entered, only with a slower pace to take it easy on their bodies. In the carriage, they quietly watched as the city passed them by. Talking within earshot of the driver would not go over well with their reputation. Finally getting to the docks, they got off the carriage and noticed a heavy duty truck with a canvas covering the rear compartment.

"What's this here for? Did Liddy order more stuff?" Easy asked.

"No," Hannah replied with suspicion. "It's a military troop truck. Don't follow me inside."

Easy stopped and waited, not quite understanding what was going on.

Hannah walked inside, not with the graceful stride of a sensual woman, but with the determined steps of someone with their guard up. Her heart sank when she stepped inside. Mari was on the floor, cradling the side of her face while Emma sat in a chair. Hannah could see Ving on the bridge through the glass window that separated it from the lounge. What she also saw were the seven soldiers in the lounge with them. One stood to her right near the door, with another at the opposite door. Dressed in fine grey uniforms with bolt-action rifles slung over their shoulders. Black helmets protected their heads and bandoleers of ammunition ran from their shoulder to their hip. Two more were in the lounge with one standing over Mari who had the rank pins of a sergeant. The other standing behind the chair Emma was sitting in with his hands hanging over it to hold Emma down. Three more were on the bridge with Ving, but Hannah couldn't see them very well.

"Well damn. You girls are all just different kinds of tasty," the sergeant spoke, getting approving smiles from his men.

Hannah felt the soldier beside her run his hand along her arm to feel her skin. "What's going on?" Hannah asked.

"My boys and I were informed that a ship full of women showed up who needed some manners taught to them."

"We carry a token that should earn us more respect than this."

"That's just what the blonde bitch said. But she's being taught a lesson now. War is breaking out, and we can't afford to let anyone slip through. Now I hope we can skip beating some sense into you." He glanced at Mari. "And get to what you are good at."

Hannah sighed at the inevitable and took a few steps, putting a smile on her face. He took a few steps closer, grabbing her breast as soon as she was close enough. Hannah gasped in a false pleasure, knowing the only way to get all the girls safe from them would be to do as he said and show them what she was good at.

"I am very good at a giving a good hard ramming," Hannah uttered in a hushed seductive voice leaning in for a kiss.

The sergeant leant in, savouring the taste to come when he had to ask. "Giving?"

Hannah smiled a wicked smile devoid of seduction as she ripped the bayonet from its scabbard at his belt and rammed it into his throat right under his chin. The long metal blade pierced right through the other side at the base of his skull severing the spinal column. While still getting blood, his brain only had fourteen seconds before it died. Hannah crouched and rammed her shoulder into his chest to push him backwards as she reached for the revolver at his belt.

He stumbled back helpless to watch as his gun was used to fire two rounds into his squad-mate and friend, who had been standing at the door the red-haired woman had entered. So numb he was confused about what was happening. Why couldn't he move? Why didn't the woman just do what she was told? Was that another gunshot? Where did it come from? Why was the room getting so dark?

Slamming his body against the opposite door guard, Hannah had him pinned long enough for her to fire two more rounds over the chair Emma was sitting in to fell the soldier who was still too stunned to have gone for his weapon. The sergeant, slouching slightly as his body went limp like a doll before it died, allowed the pinned guard to reach out and grab Hannah by the wrist holding the revolver, causing her to fire a round into the ceiling. With her free hand, Hannah struck him in the nose quickly and pulled his helmet down over his face to the sound of another gunshot going off somewhere else. Then she gripped the helmet with her palm and slammed it into the glass window, cracking it. Letting go of her wrist gave Hannah the chance to reach over the body to put the muzzle of the pistol under the helmet and fire. Instantly his struggle stopped as the glass shattered, and all around the hole in the window was blood.