[NSFW] Chapter 40.5 - Backstage Burlesque

Tanalia and Horst turned slightly to the sound of Chariot toppling over.

“Oh, poor girl. She was your friend, no?”

“She’ll be alright,” Tanalia said and turned back around so that he would as well. “She’s just being dramatic.”

“My men will take care of her, make sure there’s nothing broken. We take care of our guests here.”

“So I’ve heard,” Tanalia lied. “I’ve heard a lot about this place. Word of mouth travels far.”

“Where have you come from my dear?”

“Me and my friends just arrived here from Mathh Aethel.”

“Ah, the elven capital. I didn’t suspect word of my theater would reach that far.”

Tanalia looked him over. Despite being shorter than her, he was rather well fit— At least he looked well fit in the suit he was wearing. “You look like a man of quality. You should know that good service and hospitality are hard to come by these days. My aunt told me of a performance she saw here once, recommended me and my friends see for ourselves.”

“She has a fine taste in performances. I pride myself in working hard to find the best actors for each play we put on.”

“I can tell. I’m personally a fan of Cyryl Sirek’s work.” Tanalia lied. “I think you made a good choice in casting him.”

“Casting someone can often make or break a performance. I’m always looking for beautiful talent. Have you ever been in show business?”

Tanalia flashed him a sly grin. “I may have.”

“I must say you certainly look beautiful enough to captivate an audience. Have you ever considered auditioning?”

“Acting has never been my thing,” she smiled. “I’m more of a performer.”

“Ah, I see. An elf as beautiful as yourself no doubt must have some experience then.”

“You could say that.”

“I’d certainly like to see you audition someday. Why don’t we step away for a little bit? We can talk somewhere a little more private. My office is on the next floor up.”

“Hmm, thank you, but I’ll pass on that offer. Is there… anywhere else we could go?”

“We here at the Greensbolt Theater provide a plethora of shows. We put on plays for the public, and tantalizing dance performances. We also provide shows that are much more… audience involved.”

Tanalia blushed slightly. “I’d certainly like to hear more about that.”

“It might be better if I show you. A beautiful elf like you would surely captivate a smaller audience.”

“I’d love to see it someday.”

“Lucky for you, we have a show tonight.”

Tanalia glanced back towards the open doorways leading into the theater. The music was swelling as the actors continued. “But what about tonight's performance?”

“We have another showing tomorrow night. I’ll give you and your friends free tickets. It’s the least I can do, seeing as your friend hurt herself just a moment ago.”

Tanalia grinned. “Alright. Show me this other performance.”

Horst flashed a devious smile. He wrapped his arm around Tanalia’s waist and walked with her back down to the first floor. She looked for Chariot in the lobby, but couldn’t find her. It was mostly empty, save for a few staff members lingering about. Tanalia was led into a backroom, where another flight of stairs took her beneath the theater. The air felt warmer. At the end of the hallway was a series of doors, each labeled with a different part of the theater. The only one that stood out to her was ‘Backstage’, but she didn’t go through that door. There was one unmarked door that she was brought through.

The room was small, with a single, circular stage at its center. A woman stood atop it, wearing nothing but her lacy underwear. She was stunning, thin, and curvy like an hourglass. Sat around her were several men and women dressed in elegant suits and dresses. They wore white masks over their eyes, not completely concealing their faces, but hiding it well enough. Some looked a tad older, others young and wealthy. They had been talking merrily with glasses of champagne in hand. As soon as Tanalia walked in with Horst, they all raised their glasses.

“About time you showed up,” one of the women said to Horst.

“Brought another one, did you?”

“If she’s up for it,” Horst said.

“Oh, now this is a far more interesting show,” Tanalia said. “I may be inclined to join in.”

“I thought you might like it,” Horst said, then looked to the half-naked woman. “Ametta, why don’t you take a break for the evening.”

She looked back at Horst. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, quite. You’ve been working hard as of late, so I’ll give you the night off. I found us a suitable replacement for the night.”

Ametta climbed down from the stage and gathered her things before walking out. Tanalia eyed her as she left. This certainly wasn’t going how she had expected it to, but she wasn't going to complain. She did say she was going to distract Horst, after all. This seemed like a fun way to do it.

“Happen to have more champagne?” one of the men asked.

“We ran out a while ago,” said another.

Horst raised a finger. “Give me a moment and I can grab a special bottle from my office. Tanalia, why don’t you go ahead and get started for these fine guests? I’ll be back in just a moment.”

“I would rather you stay here,” Tanalia said quickly.

“Nonsense, you’ll be alright.” With that, Horst stepped out.

Tanalia gulped, and quickly opened her message window.

Tanalia: Maria, he’s heading to his office.

“Hey,” said one of the men. Tanalia turned back to look at him. “Are you going to start stripping, or not?”

Tanalia could only hope the message gave her enough time to hide if she hadn’t already found what she was looking for. She turned to face them and put on a showy face. “Of course,” she said cheerfully. Tanalia stepped up onto the stage. “Good evening everyone. It appears that I am to be your new hostess.”

“I’ve never seen an elf on the stage before,” said one of the masked men.

Tanalia grinned. “Oh, then you’re in for a treat, honey. We elves are stunningly beautiful. We never age, our breasts stay perfect, and our pussies are always tight like a virgin.” Slowly, she started untying her bodice and swaying her hips from side to side. It elicited a reaction from the masked men and women seated in the small audience. The faint sound of music from the orchestra above was all she had to work with. Once her bodice was untied, she slowly lifted her draped skirt until it passed her crotch. She wasn’t wearing panties, and her wet sex was out for everyone to see. With one smooth motion, she slipped out of the dress and stood as bare as the day she was born.

The men whistled and oogled, while the woman leered lustfully.

Tanalia layed back, and slowly parted her legs into a full split, giving the audience a full, unobstructed view of her perfect, unaging womanhood. She rubbed it gently and used her fingers to peel her lips apart. “Who wants to see me put something in here?” Several of the masked men and women leaned forward. Tanalia glanced around, looking at their crotches. The lights may be dimmed, but even she could see the bulges straining the fabric of their dress pants. Tanalia took her middle and fourth fingers and slowly slipped them into her moist hole. She let out a gentle moan and slowly dipped them in and out of her wet sex. Tanalia’s nipples perked. Masturbating was one thing, but to do it in front of a crowd was exhilarating. The wet slapping sound as her hand movements grew faster, and more aggressive. She gasped, arching her back as she curled her fingers inside her. A wave of pleasure flushed her cheeks, and she moaned softly as she pulled her fingers out of her sopping pussy. They were drenched. As she looked back at the audience, she couldn’t help but giggle. They were all watching her intently.

She wasn’t going to stop there.

Tanalia came down from the stage and strutted over to the darker-skinned gentleman. She got down on her knees before him and put her hands on his thighs. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Not at all,” he said smugly, undoing his belt. Tanalia helped him and slid his well-tailored dress pants down past his thighs. His cock flopped out. It was semi-hard and thick. Tanalia giggled as she took it in her hands, and gently toyed with it. She glanced around at all the onlookers. “Don't wait on me. If we’re all going to have fun this evening, let’s all have fun.” To Tanalia’s surprise, that worked far better than she had expected. The masked men stood up and started to unbuckle their trousers, while the women peeled off their dresses. With how thick the bulges were, Tanalia could sense the oncoming orgy. No point in putting it off.

Tanalia slowly dragged her tongue up the dark-skinned man’s shaft before diving back down. She reached down and cupped his balls in her palms before gently taking them in her mouth. She sucked, and the man moaned. “That’s the sound I love to hear,” Tanalia said. “I’m loving the taste of your cock. It’s so… sweet… and salty.” She licked around the rim of his cock head. A giant wet spurt shot down Tanalia’s throat. She pulled back, leaving a thick trail of cum linking her mouth to his cock.

“My apologies,” he said with a chuckle.

“None taken,” Tanalia smiled back. “Just caught me by surprise is all.”

The door opened, and Horst walked in. He stopped and glanced around at the crowd of nude, masked people, and the mess of clothes sprinkled all over the floor. He had another bottle with him, but he quickly set it down. “My, things escalated quickly,” he said.

Tanalia stood and came over to him. The room grew hotter as it was filling with moans. “About time you got back. You’re missing all the fun.”

“I’m almost disappointed none of you waited for me.”

“No point sulking, let’s just enjoy the moment,” Tanalia wrapped her arms around his head. “Pull down those pants. Let me see what you’re working with.”

“I didn’t think you were so desperate.” Horst undid his overtly fancy belt and dropped his trousers. Like the rest of the elites in the room, his cock was hard, and leaking precum. Tanalia licked her lips, and slowly got onto her knees, opening her jaw wide for him.

“I would rather use one of your tighter holes.”

Tanalia giggled and spun around to bend over the stage. She raised her ass slightly. “Then go aHEAD!” she suddenly screamed. His cock had plunged deep into her pussy. She moaned loudly as his hips slammed into her. Horst got to work quickly, fucking Tanalia at a fast rhythm. She threw back her head, and let out a series of loud yelps as her back arched sharply.

“I’ve always loved you elven whores,” Horst said. “Your pussys never age, they always feel as tight as they did the first time you took a cock.”

Tanalia moaned, but could only find the strength to speak between each thrust. “And… it… always… feels… just… as… good…!”

One of the masked women came over to Horst and started kissing him deeply. His thrusts slowed down, and Tanalia whined. She wanted more, to feel the pleasure breaking all her senses. Another masked man got up on stage in front of her. His cock dangled in front of her mouth. It throbbed and twitched. Tanalia grinned and opened wide. He slowly slid his cock in, and she wrapped her lips around his shaft. Tanalia bobbed her head, using her tongue to play with his head.

Suddenly, she felt empty. Horst pulled out and pinned the masked woman to the wall. With him distracted, Tanalia looked around and took the man's cock out of her mouth. “I need two more over here!” she yelled. Almost on command, two eager volunteers came over. Tanalia pinned one to the stage and lowered onto his cock. She gasped as it slid in. It was fat, and firm. His thrusts were quick, and he had no problem going as deep as possible. It took Tanalia a moment to find a rhythm with the masked stranger under her. He put his hands firmly on her hips and gripped them tight. Tanalia then bent over and presented her ass to another volunteer. Another cock pressed against her asshole. It was just as big as the one already inside her, and leaking trickles of precum. Tanalia only glanced back at him with wide eyes. Her ass resisted the pressure at first, but after enough force, the cock popped in. Tanalia screamed at the sudden, and hard penetration as his cock plunged in with one swift motion. A bolt of pleasure shot up her spine. The man wasted no time plowing her ass.

“God, you’re tight for an elf,” he said.

Tanalia didn’t reply. She moaned in ecstasy as he made long, hard thrusts. His crotch would slap her ass with each stroke, and his balls would smack her dripping pussy. She was sweating and panting profusely. Her soft elven skin became glossy, and several pairs of hands ran along her waist, hips, breasts, and legs. There were so many fingers feeling her up, it was an overstimulation of pleasure. Her eyes were half-closed, and burning with lust.

“Oh my god, you’re so deep in my ass,” Tanalia moaned. It was amazing, the pleasure shocking her system. She didn’t want this feeling to end. With how many eager men were around her, she wouldn’t mind going all night. “I can feel it pulsing inside me. Uuuhhh yes, yes! Harder! Deeper!” she practically screamed. The double penetration rocked her body as the two men fucked her in rhythm, where her pussy would be filled one moment, and her ass the next. Her guts felt full like they were being rearranged.

Tanalia started to shake. The stimulation was too much for her. The feeling of two large cocks sawing her in half was beyond a pleasure she had ever felt before. Her toes curled as her body seized and tightened. The pleasure was filling every inch of her body. She screamed in pleasure as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Tanalia lost control of her body, and pressed herself against the man beneath her, unable to even hold herself up. She didn’t need to. A third man came over and held her up. His cock dangled in front of her mouth, and she willingly opened it for him to slide it in. She choked on the cock as the third man started thrusting into the back of her throat. Two men got beside Tanalia and pressed their cocks against her cheeks. With her mouth full, she glanced slightly in both their directions. Tanalia firmly took both of their cocks, and started stroking them simultaneously. Her soft, yet firm touch brought them to orgasm quickly, and they both sprayed several strands of cum onto her face. Tanalia squeezed her eyes shut, and let go of their cocks to wipe the cum from her eyelids.

One of the men pounding her moaned. His cum shot straight into her twitching asshole, and the feeling of his warm seed flooding her quickly brought her to the brink a second time. She trembled beneath as the intense orgasm seized her petite body. Another flood of cum shot into the back of her throat, and was swiftly followed by a third against her ass. The man beneath her pulled out, and let his cock shoot its load wherever.

Still, it didn’t end. Before she knew it, all three of her holes were filled again, and she was back in ecstasy.

***

Tanalia lay there on the stage, her pussy sore and her nipples painfully hard. She groaned and sat up. Tanalia hissed. Her ass was sore too.

Horst was redressing, fitting back into his nice suit. His hair was slightly disheveled, and glossy with a thin layer of sweat, but he didn’t seem to mind.

Tanalia slipped her dress back on and stood before one of the full-body mirrors. “Well, this evening turned out to be more eventful than I had anticipated.”

“Yes, quite,” Horst said. “It can be even more eventful than it already is.”

“How do you propose?”

“Follow me and I’ll show you.”

Tanalia grinned, and let the man wrap his arm around her waist. So long as she kept him distracted, what was the harm in a little more fun? Maria should have had plenty of time to search the place by now. Horst led Tanlia further into the basement, and through a few doors. They walked up a flight of stairs, and Tanalia found herself in a room adjacent to the dressing rooms. She could see the wall of mirrors and tables across the hall. As Horst led her in the opposite direction though, she came to a dimly lit room.

Chariot was sprawled out on the floor, unconscious. Maria had been carelessly tossed beside her into an uncomfortable position, and she too looked like she was out cold.

Tanalia’s eyes widened. “Hey, wai—”

Something stuck the back of her head, and she collapsed.