Madam Venea

Without waiting for anyone to come open the door, madam Venea opened it and stepped into the room.
Thyra, Sheri and Bethany came out from the bathroom see who it was, and Venea smiled at them. The madam of the brothel was dressed in a light blue robe, which hung open to reveal her naked body.
“Ah, I see that my newest whore has been washed clean!” She said, and looked hungrily at Thyra.
Sheri and Bethany bowed their heads in submission to their mistress, while Thyra kept hers high.
“And you have already gotten your first real job.” Venea told Thyra.
“And what is that to be?”
“Come with me.” Venea turned around and walked towards the door. Thyra, still naked, followed her.
“He is a man named Kev, a hero of renown.” Venea said as the two walked through the hallways. “He has used this brothel since he was a young and unconcerned pupil of the city’s schools, enjoying the privileges that his social standing offered him. But he grew up, and began protecting the common folk with sword in hand. He still returned to us for release.”
“So I am to pleasure him?” Thyra asked.
“Yes, and it will not be an easy task.”
“Why is that.”
“Kev acquired quite a few enemies as he fought against evil. One of them, a witch, cast a curse on him. A curse which would make it impossible for him to cum from any mortal woman’s attentions.”
“And I am the one to break that spell?”
“Yes, what you did to the dwarves were extraordinary. You fucked them dry when all you needed to do was to make them cum.” Venea smiled and put her hand on Thyra’s shoulder.
“You’re going to make us both a lot of money, you know that?”
Thyra shrugged her shoulders, moving away from Venea’s hand.
“You should know that I will move on as soon as I have earned a thousand in gold.
And that I will not bow to you.”
“We shall see about that…later.” Venea’s smile changed to become much more wicked.
“But here we are,” Venea said and stopped before a closed door, “and we must wait till later to see if I can not undo that barbarian pride of yours. Your client awaits beyond this door, good luck!”
Thyra pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The room was lavishly furnished, with a large bed and a group of sofas taking up most of it.
The large windows were half-covered by heavy drapes, and in the dim light, Thyra could see Kev standing by the sofas, looking at her.
He was dark-skinned and quite extraordinary handsome, with a well muscled body that glistened with oil, several bottles of which stood on a small table by the sofas.
Kev’s penis was semi-hard and as covered in oil as the rest of him, shining invitingly to Thyra.
Without saying a word, Thyra looked straight into Kev’s silver-coloured eyes and walked towards him.