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“So, Miss Honey. Tell me a little more about your party planning,” the dragonborn captain says, finishing up his notes in his journal.
“Of course. I know! I can tell you about my most recent party that I did. The theme was “Dripping in Gold”, which I’m sure you’ve heard of dripping in diamonds, but gold just takes everything to the next level,” Meléti says, giving him a wide smile.
The captain sighs, but writes down ‘Dripping in Gold Party’. As she looks at him, she can tell that he really doesn’t want to be here, and takes note of that. He looks up towards Mel and nods to her to continue.
“First, I must talk about the venue. I found a very chic house tucked away near the edge of the city that I was able to rent for a week. This gave me plenty of time to get the place cleaned and start working on the decor. It was smaller but it had this grand element to it. I also recruited Wolfe to assist with the decor and then he is the main protection for the party. For the decor, I got golden silk to drape the walls, replaced the chandelier with a gold one that had soft lights, placed golden rugs throughout the space, and set up many stations that were gold of course. Everything oozed money and had an elegance to it,” Mel states, running her hands across her chest and biting her lip, looking away from him for a moment.
She hears him shift slightly in his seat, before hearing the pencil run along the page again. She turns, seeing his grumpy face smooth out a little, almost as if he’s interested in what more there is to the party. Meléti places her hands back in her lap before continuing her story.
“Now, I must preface this, that this party is a sexual party,” she starts, hearing the pen scratch slightly harder against the page. She smiles before continuing. “This means that I had to have all of my stations prepped for anything that any of my clients would need. I know you must have caught on by now, but this means golden condoms, gold sparkly lube that tasted like strawberries, sparkly edible body glitter, golden chains and handcuffs, blindfolds, whips, candles, basically anything that one might use on a partner, it was gold and it was stocked, ready to be used,” she says, counting the items on her fingers with her other hands.
She bites her bottom lip and gives him a giddy smile, seeing a small blush cross his scales. ‘Interesting. I wonder what else could cause a reaction,’ she thinks to herself. He clears his throat, before taking a few more notes, saying something under his breath. She gives him a moment before he looks up and nods for her to continue.
“Third, the food. Gotta keep it on brand, so we have champagne with glitter dust. We have lil smokies painted, strawberries dipped in gold chocolate, whip cream, caramel sauce, cake pops, lollipops, of course oysters with sparkles, and of course, my signature item, honey. I try to have 3 different types, so a honey sauce, a honey dessert, and honey chocolate coins. Oh I wish I had one to give you so you can give it a taste. It’s my own recipe,” Mel says, leaning her elbows onto the table and placing her head in her hands.
His pencil stops but he doesn’t look up. She watches as he processes all of this information for a moment before he shifts again in his seat. He starts to write down, but it seems to be very short, before he glances back up.
“Is that all?” the captain asked, his voice sounding slightly lower than the last time he spoke.
“Oh gosh no! There’s so much more! The next thing is the outfits. I don’t require any particular clothing, but I do recommend wearing something over your chosen outfit just so you can be as freeing as you’d like. As the hostess, I had on a silky short golden dress that dripped down between my breasts, the golden chain goes up around my neck and it has an open back. Truly a stunning piece. I also had a lace mask that went over my upper face, letting my eyes peer through. Oh! The best part was I wove chains into an elaborate updo that dripped down into the rest of my jewelry. I had on a pair of gold heels that wrapped all the way up to mid thigh. The rest of the guests wore blacks, golds, silvers, and whites. They ranged from beautiful evening wear to literally a bra and thong. Those that wore that later oozed confidence and were truly stunning,” Meléti says, running her hands over her arms and down her body as she goes through the description. She brings her hands up into her hair while describing that, seeing the dragonborn watching her with a slightly open mouth.
His mouth shuts as soon as Mel stops talking and clears his throat again. He goes back to writing some short notes, continuing to glance up at her during it. She gives him a small smile before continuing on.
“The rest of the party was delicious. Everywhere you turned, you saw stunning individuals just moving together. The sounds were melodic, moans, gasps, slapping. Don’t worry, I did have a little music playing but it was just as sensual as the scenes around the rooms. My job as the hostess is to go around and make sure that couples had everything they could need like condoms within reach, the handcuff key out of range of being knocked away, extra soft towels that were wet, ready for clean up. There are moments though that I get pulled into a kiss or feel hands glaze my body and I reach back to give them the connection they’re asking for. Other times, sometimes a couple may ask for advice on how to improve their connection and I’m more than happy to give my expert advice. It’s truly an experience that one must have,” she says, licking her lips, crossing her arms to push her breasts in and upwards.
She catches that his gaze drops to her breasts and sees that he swallows. He quickly looks down, writing a few notes, mumbling under his breath. She notices that he’s sitting a little more straight and seems to be more comfortable. She smirks, before slowly moving her hand across the table. She stops before she touches him, but looks into his eyes.
“If you would like, I could give you a demonstration,” Mel says, biting her lips and looking up through her eyelashes at him, her bright blue eyes shining with arousal.
The captain straightens up and takes a breath, before getting up and moving to turn off any equipment that could record anything. He pushes a button on the wall and she assumes that it turns off the two way mirror. She moves to lean against the table, showing off her long legs, pushing her breasts up into the air.
Once the dragonborn is sure that the room is secure, he walks back over to the table and stands in front of Mel. “What would that demonstration be?” he says, his voice deepening into a rasp.
She shimmies her upper body before standing. She places a hand on his chest and moves it slowly downward. “Let me show you one of the things I’m known for,” she replies, voice dripping in honey.
She lets her hand fall to his belt and she pulls on it slightly so that it pulls her closer. As she reaches up and undoes his belt, she presses her breasts into his chest. Once his belt is loose, she slowly lowers the zipper containing the rather large bulge she can feel. She runs her boobs down his body as she kneels before him, bringing his pants with her. She glances at him, running her tongue along her upper teeth before catching her bottom lip.
Mel runs her hands up her upper body before pulling the bodice of her dress, letting her breasts free for his gaze. She moves her hands back up his legs before grasping his large scaled cock. She leans forward and licks the tip, surprised at the sweet taste there. Her eyes flashed upwards, seeing the large man’s eyes focused solely on her. She moves forward and takes the head into her mouth, running her tongue around his member.
She slowly works her way downwards, giving every inch a moment's attention. She relaxes her throat, grateful that her gag relax was non-existent. The captain takes a deep breath as he feels Meléti hit the base, her nose hitting his hip. It seemed that no one had been able to go all the way for him, and she was happy to give him that moment. She moans, bringing her hands to her nipples and giving them some attention. Her knees part a little, giving her more space to bob her head up and down his large cock.
She feels his hand gently touch her head, almost as if he was afraid to do too much. Mel reaches up with a hand and pushes his hand harder against her head, showing him how to move her to get a better angle. After a few more thrusts, he finally starts to move her to better his experience. She moans out again, moving her hands back to her own breasts. She hears him from above starting to whisper out what sounds like curses and so she moves a bit faster, feeling his body tighten up.
She deepthroats him one more time and feels him spill into the back of her throat. She swallows, in awe of how sweet he tastes and leans back, giving one more small lick against the tip. She looks up at him, her checks flushed and bites her lip. She sees him staring at her in wonder for a moment before he clears his throat.
“That was just a demonstration. I’m sure you can imagine the parties now,” she whispers, her throat raw from the fucking it just received.
At her voice, he fixes his pants before grabbing a cup of water nearby. Mel fixes her dress and stands, leaning back against the table again. He hands her the cup and she takes it, knowing her gloves would cover any prints that they might’ve gotten had she not had them on.
Once she finishes the water, the captain says, “Well miss honey, I do believe that is all the questions I have for you. Let's…get you back to your friends.”
He places a hand on her lower back, guiding her back towards the cells. Once there, he says, “Alright. You all are free to leave. Please next time just wait until the stores are open before trying to purchase clothing. Do stay out of trouble now.”
He moves around and unlocks all of the cells, guiding the group back up to where their items were stored. Once they received everything, he escorts them to the lobby and then bids them farewell before making his departure back into the jail.
Mel steps outside, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. She moves down the steps, before starting to head back to the inn they had gotten for the night. She feels the group's eyes on her and once they are down the street, the others start to question her.
“Honey, how did you do that?” Eimira questioned.
“What just happened?” Ru asks.
“What did you do?” Cillian wonders at the same time as the others.
Meléti just smiles and says, “I just confirmed our story and he seemed to understand our situation. Though next time, you two,” she looks to Cillian and Eimira, “will have to do the work yourself to get out of prison. You just couldn’t have waited until morning, could you?”
The group fell silent as they continued back to the tavern, very ready to rest and get on the road the next morning.