A merchant in the capital in search of women

You barely make it out of the castle gates when a messenger gallops up to you on horseback, handing you a letter from Travis Layton, a merchant from the Capital who is known to your family. Accepting the invitation, you follow the messenger to where the merchant and his caravan are camped. He leads you to a massive, opulent tent, holding the entrance open, he motions you inside.

When you enter the inside of his tent, you are unsurprised to see extravagant trappings. An expensive fur rug on the ground, paintings and artwork scattered around, and a desk made of expensive redwood, behind which sits Travis, a balding, rotund man wearing jeweled rings on every finger and wearing colorful silk robes. What you are surprised to see is the woman behind the desk. She is a dryad, her light green skin covered in strange purple markings, and her almost human head covered in branches and leaves instead of hair. She is using her dark green lips to pleasure Travis while he sits. Normally dryads know to stay far away from the Kingdom of Avaria.

"Ah! My boy!" Travis shouts when he sees you. "It's wonderful to see you!" You give him a curt nod. He sees you glancing at the dryad and says, "Would you like to try her?" Despite his status as one of the richest men in the Kingdom, his 'offer' is meaningless. As a nobleman, you could have taken her from him whether he wished it or not.

You shake your head, "Not at the moment. I came here for business, not pleasure."

"Of course, a man after my own heart," he says with a wink, dismissing the dryad woman with a light smack on the cheek, tucking his cock back into his pants. "Though if you accept my proposition, it will entail both."

You sit down in one of his cushioned chairs, "I'll admit, I am curious. What's the job?"

"Let me explain. As I'm sure you know, one of the business ventures I am involved in is the procurement of household staff for the sorcerers and noble houses of the realm, such as yours." You nod. Many of the maids, cooks, and other staff at your families estate were hired through Travis. "While many of them are pretty young local women looking for work, who we train and send to appropriate houses, many of our women come from... beyond our borders."

That causes you to sit up straighter. "I can't imagine many women from the other realms would choose to come here. In fact, most foreign women avoid our land like the plague."

"Indeed, you are correct Sir Ironwood. That's why many of our girls come to us, how shall we say, less than willing."

You smirk. "Well, Mr. Layton, I do believe that there are many treaties that make such a thing illegal."

Travis shrugs. "Perhaps, but once they cross our borders, it won't matter anymore. They will be affected by our laws and our enchantments, and due to the questionable nature of the work, you would be handsomely rewarded for each girl you brought back. Even more so for the more exotic women. Many people would pay a lot of coin for non-human women. Hell, I even provided a sorcerer with an Orc woman! She was a brute, had to be dragged to us in chains, but now she is as docile as any housewife!" The two of you share a hearty laugh. "So, my boy, are you in?"

"Travis, you know me too well. You had me at the moment I saw that dryad sucking your cock. I'm in." Travelling foreign lands, capturing beautiful and exotic women, becoming rich enough to buy your own castle? It was everything you dreamed about and more.

"Excellent! I'll have my assistant draw up the contract." He stand up and shakes your hand. "I feel like this will be a most profitable venture. Do you have any questions?"

"Just the one. Won't I be found out rather quickly if I have a string of captured women following me everywhere I go?"

"I'm glad you asked. The other men I hire are great fighters, but not educated like yourself. They run off swords drawn and cocks half hard before I show them these." He leads you outside to a carriage with barred windows and a chain with steel collars set every few feet or so. "The carriage and chain are strongly enchanted. When you are beyond our borders, nobody beyond a powerful magic user will be able to tell anything is amiss. Anything else, or are you ready to head out?"

"No, I think you covered everything I need to know. Hopefully the next time we meet, I'll have that carriage full." With that you bid him farewell and gather your horse and your companions. The next question is where you will head first.