Rowdy In A Tavern

 

The night was a still one, crisp autumn air blew in every so often with the opening of the front door.
The Unbridled Mare Inn was by no means buzzing with patrons but a few souls stayed up into the late hours of the night.
The place was all together not very well illuminated, the gentle fire in the hearth cast creeping shadows across the room.
Most figures kept their hoods up and nursed on their drinks.
Working the bar was a dwarven woman, who needed the assistance of a stool just to see above counter.
She had fiery-red mane that laid frizzly around her face.
On her round face was many freckles and a pair of large sky-blue eyes that shone bright as gemstones.
But the thing most people noticed about the server, whose name was Tíra, was her ample figure.
She had all the curves commonplace among dwarven women and then some.
Her wide hips created a natural sway in her walk and her heavy bosom bounced with every movement.
Until that night it had never been a problem, patrons had kept their hands to themselves and then been on their way.
And then one customer strode in.
A mountain of a creature, needing to duck under the frame of the front entrance.
His skin was a deep grey, and his eyes were pupiless and unnerving pale.
Despite the chill of the time and season he wore little save a loincloth and was bald save for a pony-tail of black hair.
When he finally lumbered his way over the bar, Tíra realized the man towered almost three feet taller than her.
A goliath.
She had heard of his kind before, but never actually seen one, supposedly they were mountain dwelling people not unlike her own.
All the eyes of the bar were transfixed on the pillar of a man.
At first Tíra thought the goliath might not realize the attention he was bringing to himself and then suddenly he turned to face the rest of the patrons.
When he spoke his voice was a deep rich baritone that sounded like the movement of stones,
"Anyone have something they need to say to me?" He had effortless authority to his tone.
It seems he was regarded for a moment before every other member resumed their solemn drinking.
This brought a smug chuckle from the goliath as he turned back around to face Tíra.
"Serving-wench, I have need for a drink and make it strong."
Tíra couldn't help but raise a brow at being called "wench" but buried the feelings at the moment and gave the patron a curt nod.
When she returned she gave the giant a mug she needed both hands to carry yet the man across could cover the thing with all of his fingers of just one hand.
The content inside was a dark, brown, dwarf whiskey.
Dragon's Smog, as it was known to her people.
"You might want to go sl-"
"I'm sure I'll be fine small one," Interjected the goliath as he helped himself to steep pulls of the mug.
As he was in his cup she shot him a rage-filled glare at the comment towards her height.
The grey-skinned giant helped himself to two mugs of the stout whiskey, more than enough to put eight grown men on the floor.
Slowly he began to sway in his seat and become louder than before.
His boisterous behavior was enough to send almost every other patron towards their rooms for the quiet they so desired.
Tíra was gathering plates and mugs from empty tables when the incident occurred.
She was walked back towards the bar and at the same time the goliath leaned down in his chair and with his hand swatted at the dwarf's sizable rear.
The force from the swat and the shock at what happened nearly made the red-head trip over her own feet and go sprawling to the floor.
Luckily the sure-footedness of her race let her find her balance.
Instantly she turned around to confront the goliath and found him smilingly stupidly down at her.
When he leaned down she could smell the heavy stink of alcohol on his breath,
"Say rooms are rather expensive here, why don't we share?" As he said it the giant's eyes were looking Tíra up and down hungrily.
The dwarf almost rebuked him then and there but caught herself whens he realized that she could get more satisfaction in bringing this huge man down a peg.
She leaned in to whisper in his ear,
"Oh but I know a place that could be even more fun. Just wait until I finish my shift and I'll show you were we keep the drink!" With that she gave him a wink and went back to work.
The goliath was eager to agree but was not a particularly patient creature.
He passed the time with strong drink, slowly getting hazier and hazier.
Finally Tíra could close for the night and send the rest of the stragglers to bed.
With every other patron out of the way, the dwarf beckoned the goliath towards the backrooms of the establishment.
As he approached her, stumbling slightly she smiled and asked him,
"So what's your name big guy?"
"M-my people call me Rongoro."
"Ooooh strong name for a strong man" She purred, it wasn't the first time she had tricked a guy with sultry tones, "Here we are, down here."
Rongoro looked skeptical for a moment as the dwarf opened up the trap door that led into the cellar.
But another look at the dwarves bouncing breasts was enough to send him down the descending stairs.
Behind him Tíra closed them both in, the grin on her face impossible to see in the dim light.
Down in the cellar the only light came from spaced out lanterns which burned low.
About them was strewn crates and barrels full of various shipments, paths that led deeper into the cellar, and one large support pillar in the middle of the room.
The dwarf made her way over to the pillar and teasingly began to undress.
Rongoro's eye widened as for the first time the dwarf's absolutely voluptuous breasts were on display.
Large but firm with wide pink areola and her skin turn red with blush around the nipple.
Tíra again chuckled to herself as she laid her shirt on the floor and gently began kneading her breasts.
Her plan was working and she could tell by the obvious tenting in the goliath's loincloth.
She beckoned him towards her and he obeyed, getting close enough to touch her.
Playfully she swatted away the goliaths large hands and took a rope from behind the crate.
"No touching," She said with a wink, "Not yet."
The goliath was practically salivating over her at this point.
"P-please just let me-."
"No." interjected the dwarf, "Not yet."
With some effort she took the goliath's arms and began restraining them with the rope.
Rongoro had another moment of doubt, "Why are you tying me down?"
"To make it more fun dear, if you can last two minutes without touching me, I'll let you do whatever you'd like with me," She spread her arms to emphasize her point, "Plus I would imagine someone of your size and strength could break these bindings if you really wished."
Rongoro's ego began to swell at that and he relaxed, "I'll play your game dwarf but I'll win and then you'll be sore."
"I'm excited." Countered Tíra with a smug grin and a wink.
All the acting was starting to grate on her nerves but she knew she was close to completing her trap
Finally she felt him good and tied up she went up to him and stripped him of his loincloth.
Out sprung possibly the largest member she had seen.

It was longer than her arm and the instead of pointing skyward like many members she had seen it instead pointed straight out.
It bobbed up and down seeking any sort of attention.
"My....You are quite the stallion." With that the dwarf traced her tongue along the tip of the member and down it's shaft.
Even the light caress caused the goliath's legs to shake
Mischievously she nursed on the glans of his cock but refused to take him in any further.
She could tell Rongoro was beginning to become impatient, the tension in his loins building.
Then she took as much as she could of him into her mouth.
Not even half but it was enough to make the goliath groan loudly in pleasure.
The dwarf kept using her tongue rubbing and slurping on every part of the goliath's unreasonably large dick.
She mushed the burning hot rod between her massive tits and massaged it gently even as she continued to lick and slurp.
When the giant's hips began to buck, she knew he couldn't hold on any longer.
At the moment of climax the dwarf gave the goliath's meaty nuts a well placed uppercut!
*THWACK*
The goliath let out an agonized groan as his balls erupted with pain and his dick erupted with his seed.
The sticky hot fluid splattered all over Tíra's breasts and pants.
"Aghhhhhh fuck what did you do that for?" Shouted Rongoro still in sweltering pain.
"That was for the ass slap earlier. It seems to me like you need to be taught a lesson about keeping your hands to yourself."
"Y-you wanted it." Said the goliath still bent forward from the pain.
"What a pathetic excuse." Growled Tíra before she slammed another fist into the giant's nuts.
Rongoro's massive body convulsed from the pain that radiated all over his body and he even had tears starting to form in his eyes.
The giant-kin had enough and strained hard against the bindings with a mighty roar!He regained some of his composure and even managed a smug grin as his muscles strained hard against the chords that bound him.Then something happened that Rongoro had not experienced before.Dread set in as the goliath realized his strength was not great enough to break the dwarf's bindings!
"Oh what's the matter giant?" Said Tíra slyly, now returning the goliath's smug grin, "Can't seem to break free can you? We dwarves are an inventive folk, we've got plenty of ways to tie a knot that reinforces a ropes strength. Not even a ogre could break those binds let alone you."
"Release me at once!" Bellowed the towering male, a hint of pleading creeping into his voice.
"Let me think on it." Said the dwarf innocently, pausing for a moment to pretend as if she was pondering the situation.
"No."
*WHAM*
The edge of her fist slammed against the bull sized balls causing them to flop backward and hit the wooden beam behind them. In an agonizing cycle Rongoro's testes bounced off the beam and right back into the incensed dwarf's fist.
It went on this way for some time as Tíra laughed almost to hysterics as the giant's nuts were treated as a speedbag!
The low guttural growls of the mighty male were eventually reduced to agonized squeals with every hit to his bruised plums.
Tíra took a moment to rest looking at the swelling of the giant's orbs and admiring her work.
Then she once again chuckled as she noticed Rongoro's once long member had shriveled from the battering he had received.
Rongoro was slumped against his bindings, the strength thoroughly drained from him.
His whole body heaved with each breath and his legs could hardly even keep himself upright.
When the giant-kin regained the smallest amount of his composure he realized that the dwarf had left.
His head scanned the room to be sure she had left before he let out a howl of frustration.
"Calm down already."
The voice took Rongoro by surprise, she had gone behind him.
"Here, you're free to go." Tíra said and with a simple tug of the ropes at the right spot the whole thing went slack and fell about the large mans feet.
He looked confused at the sadistic female, looking up towards the stairs and then back at her.
"No tricks." Admitted the dwarf, holding both her hands out in a gesture of good faith, "Just walk away with your lesson learned."
Rongoro knew she was telling the truth, that he could just leave now and she wouldn't chase after him or go to the authorities. Yet something her tone...her eyes made a rage burn in his heart. She had a look of satisfaction on her face, she thought she had bested him. The goliath could not let this stand.
"You shouldn't have untied me puny girl." Hissed Rongoro as he charged towards the dwarf.
Tíra rolled her eyes, she had given the idiotic male an out.
As the goliath charged her arms out, the dwarf waited until the exact moment and slid beneath him!While sliding on the ground below she kicked her whole body upward.With an extension of her leg, her whole body weight was shot straight up into a well placed jewel-kick!
*CRUNCH!*
Tíra's hard leather boots smashed into the goliath's already heavy-laden pearls!
The goliath's knees crossed and his eyes bulged wide as his scrotum was put through even more trauma.
With a trailing squeak the goliath collapsed to his knees and clutched his manhood.
Tíra got up to face her opponent and smirked at his pitiful state.
"It really is pathetic, you're twice my size male and yet you can't even get near me without getting your nuts cracked."
Rongoro turned around and stared at her with blind hatred.
He stood up and bull rushed her once more.
The dwarf dove for the giants feet, causing him to stumble as she slammed into his lower half.
Down came the giant, slamming painfully on his back.
His head was spinning but when he came to he saw the dwarf with her foot hovering over the goliath's aching and horribly swollen balls.
"W-wait." He sputtered, barely able to find his own voice.
For the first time Tíra saw real fear in the giant's odd pupiless eyes.
"You had your chance you dumb brute."
*CRRRRUNCH!*
He foot slammed into the goliath's right nut and it's shape shifted about, the pressure underneath the red-head's foot was extreme!
Rongoro started to heave from the pain, his stomach lurched inside him at the moment of impact."Where's all your bravado now? Your nuts look like they can't handle much more..." As the dwarf's voice trailed off she traced a finger along the bruised ballbag.
The shock of pain sent a shiver of pain through the whole of the goliath's giant body drool began to trickle from his open mouth.
"Poor things...the shape is starting to go....will you be a man much longer?"
*SQUIRK!*
Her boot came down on the manhandled testicle once more.
The nutmeat trembled inside the sack, it desperately tried to move away from the weight of dwarf but found itself unable and in the next instant the ball exploded into mash!
*SPLUUURT!*
The goliath's voice broke as he felt half his masculinity get pulped!
All Rongoro could do was lay on his back and fade in and out of consciousness as the worst pain of his life flooded his lower body.
Waves of spams would grip his body as the pain made it feel like there was a never ending pit of acid in his stomach.
With a sadistic grin the dwarf took her assaulter's remaining thick nut in both her hands.
She held the nut aloft with one hand of each side of the massive male orb.
Using her palms she began to squeeze down hard trying to make her hands meet in the middle!
As the vice like pressure clamped down hard on Rongoro's remaining bit of masculinity he began to shout and thrash around.
The only thing that kept him from wrenching himself to hard was the fact that it felt like his nut would be ripped off in the motion!
"WAIT! MERCY!" He cried, "I-I WAS WRONG!"
Tíra stopped her ferocious crush for a moment and looked at Rongoro for a moment.
"Mmmmm perhaps I should......" The dwarf looked at the ground sheepishly, suddenly contemplating the permanency of her actions.
"Y-yes, please.....I haven't done so much to deserve this!"
The red-head really did stop and think about it for a moment....but then the dwarf remembered the embarrassment of his earlier ass-smack and made up her mind!
"Nah. I think you do!"
Her crush resumed at twice the pressure from before!
Rongoro's stomach churned as he could feel his tender flesh-nugget begin to lose it's shape.
The ball stretched as much as it could before finally with a sickening
*POP*
The nut's contents burst out of it's top and bottom, spewing out until the flesh was completely flat!
Rongoro's whole body jerked in defiance of being fully castrated but eventually his mind couldn't handle the white-hot agony that flooded his body and he passed into unconsciousness.
Hurriedly Tíra frizzled her hair a bit and went back up the stairs.
Holding her shirt to her chest to grant her some modesty she scanned around the bar to make sure the coast was clear.
With that the dwarf hurried her way towards the guard's barracks.
She grinned with grim satisfaction as she knew that the law enforcement would swiftly dispose of her "attacker".