[F4M] | Taming Your Bratty Elf Companion at the City Market 🍆💦[Fsub] [English Accent] [Brat Taming] [Teasing] {Patreon Exclusive Preview}

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Wow, the market is really crowded today. Everyone and their uncle must have shown up. Hmm, I told you you should have came yesterday, but no.

Now we gotta fight through all of these filthy peasants. Great thinking, master. This is exactly how I wanted to spend our day off, squabbling with these disgusting and disease-ridden city folk.

Hmm, I much prefer the countryside. Oh, master, do you see that? Right over there.

That goblin has all sorts of herbs and spices at his stall. We should take a look. All camp stock is running low.

Do you think he has juniper berries? I bet he has juniper berries. Gods, I've been dying for that special tea you make.

Finally. There's so much to choose from, and the prices are so cheap too. We'll never get a deal like this again.

Can we stop and look, master? Please? But.

.. Hmph, fine. I didn't want to anyway.

Not like my elven tongue could handle an irony thing. Saffron, thyme, garlic, parsley. Who needs spice in their life? Not you and I, apparently.

Besides, I prefer those tasty human spices anyway. Gods, I love when you season a roasted chicken with salt water, master. It's my favorite.

So delicious. But enough about your spectacular culinary skills. Where to next? I don't like being left in the dark, master.

But fine. Keep your secret and lead the way. Hmm, what else do we need? What does the list say? Cheese, bread, wine, salted pork.

Same old shit. Wait, master? Are you guiding us to.

.. Master, why? You already have a broadsword, at least 20 back at the camp.

Why do you need another one? Just looking, huh? I've heard that excuse before.

I've been wearing the same skimpy dress for the past three moon cycles. But you can buy a shiny new toy every week. We don't even have time for the essentials.

But you can browse at the blacksmith all you want. I see how it is, master. Whatever.

If we're gonna do this, I might as well look with you. Scooch over, I can't see. Whoops, sorry about that, master.

Sometimes I forget how big my ass truly is. I'm just trying to get a closer look, that's all, I promise. But enough talk about my soft elven cheeks.

Let's look at what the blacksmith's peddling. Wow, there's so much to choose from. How much do you think she charges for that shield, dagger? A small fortune if it's locked up like that, I imagine.

I bet I could pick the lock before she turned around. But we don't need any more trouble, do we? Not after that little incident with the sheep.

Still, though, it'd be nice if I got something for once. Gods, it's so pretty, master. Look at the craftsmanship in the handle, and the blade, too.

And that stunning emerald in the pommel. It matches my eyes. I've never seen anything like it.

Master, I want this. Please. Please, oh please.

Can you buy it for me? You can't say no to me twice. You can't, you.

.. You're the worst. You're the worst, master, ever.

Ever. Just buy your stupid sword so we can leave. I want to get back to camp.

Yeah, I think I'll sleep in Daemon's tent tonight. Someone that actually cares about me. Did you know that he found an angel's orchid? They're, like, really hard to spot, you know? It's literally the most gorgeous flower in all the world.

And he gave it to me. Oh, he's so romantic. I can't wait to see him.

Looks like the crowd is getting thicker, master. I'll just have to squeeze in even closer. Now, pave a pretty blacksmith so we can get out of here.

Oh, I didn't say anything, master. Just standing around doing elf things. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Did I? Well, my house is so big and the street is so crowded.

What am I supposed to do with it? I can push up against someone else if you want. Mm-hmm.

No? Then hurry up and stop fidgeting with your coin purse. The blacksmith is starting to get impatient.

I'm so sorry, master. The market is simply too crowded. And you know me.

I would never rub my ass against your crotch on purpose. Master? What are you doing? You left your pristine silver sword on the counter.

What's gotten you so worked up? Where are we going, master? Oh, I wouldn't go that way if I were you.

There's some nasty-looking folk down there. Okay. Well, if one of them puts a knife to your throat, don't say I didn't warn you.

Taking a detour, huh? Master, I don't think we'll find anything in this alley. Except rats, piss, and, well, you know.

Gods, the stench. So this is it, huh? This is our destination? Wow, what a beautiful spot, master.

And I thought Daimon was romantic. Easy! Don't manhandle me! I'm a delicate little elf girl.

You can't be rough like you are with human ladies. So I would appreciate it if you took your hand from my throat. But please and thank you.

Hey! Master, why are you doing this? The bricks! The bricks are gonna scrape my cheek! Oh, what are you? Not my dress, master! I'm not wearing anything under it! Master, please! Why here? Why now? The crowd, the people! This dark alley doesn't conceal much.

A quick glance down this narrow corridor reveals all. I can see everything! My skirt flipped up onto my hips.

My soft cheeks. Your hand striking into my bare bottom. Gods, this is so embarrassing.

Why didn't I wear undergarments? This is so wrong, master. I didn't do anything.

What? Teasing? Me? No, I would never.

I'm a good elf girl, I promise. Fuck, that stings. Master, you're gonna spank it red.

That hurts. Fuck, you're gonna bruise it. Master, please.

Please, I can't take it anymore. I'll call for the gods, master. I swear I'll do it.

An innocent little elf girl, getting her flawless cheeks spanked by a big brute of a human. They'll come running as soon as I scream. Hey, let go of my hair.

You're gonna mess it up. Do you know how long it took for me to make it look this good, master? I styled it just for you.

So why are you trying to ruin it? Oh no. Master, what are you doing? Your hand, it's sliding between my thighs.

Fuck, master. There's people watching. No.

You can't rub my wet lips with this crowd of onlookers. What did I do to deserve this? Master, fuck.

Please, master. If the crowd doesn't see, they'll most certainly hear me. Fuck, you're so mean.

Master, I can't do this. I'm sorry, master. I'm sorry.

I was hot again. I just, fuck. I only wanted your attention, master.

And grinding myself bottom against your crotch always gets it. Oh, you can't be mad at me for that, can you? I'm sorry, master.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh, you can't be mad at me for that, can you? Oh, fuck. Master, please.

I said I was sorry. Haven't I been punished enough? My plum cheeks have been spanked red.

And fuck, my pussy's licking down my thighs. Is this not enough? Why do you continue to humiliate me? Please stop fingering my wet pussy.

Please stop, and I promise I'll be good. I'll be your good little health girl. I promise.

Fuck, master, fuck. I can feel it coming. You're gonna make me cum on these rough human fingers, master.

My tight health pussy is squeezing so tightly around you. I'm so close. I'm so close, master.