Sold into a brothel

The arguing over your fate continues for several minutes. Despite his dim-witted nature, the forcefulness of Obbo's argument prevails.

"Get more money, 'alf in credit, and enjoy our time in a brothel."

Tybard finally comes around to Obbo's way of thinking and Kint, realizing he stands alone, reluctantly agrees. They lead you into Elohin's red light district, where the streets are lined with barely-dressed women enticing passerby into their brothels. Each brothel has been built to outdo the others. Some resemble stout human castles, others reflect the sultani style of minarets and bright colors. The buxom elven girls calling from the balcony of one these establishments finally entice your captors to lead you inside.

The Palace of Infinite Pleasures has been constructed in the style of a twisting, elegant elven castle, but as you pass through its curtained entrance you see that the design is merely a facade over a normal structure. Through the curtain the hall is heavily perfumed and echoing with elven music and the distant sounds of lovemaking. You are greeted by a shapely woman with quite large breasts and plump bottom scarcely contained by a pearlescent elven-style two piece.

Though she has the long, pointed ears of an elf, you hear Obbo remark that no elf girl would have an ass like that. Kint whispers back that the ears are magically added, few elves sell their bodies in the brothels.

She welcomes you to the Palace of Infinite Pleasures and tries to present each man with a card engraved with the names and etchings of the various girls available. Tybard insists that he has brought you here on trade and asks to see the madam.

The madam turns out to be a somber-faced and very large man named Colvo who runs the daily operations of the brothel for the actual owners. He has muscular arms and a big pot belly scarcely covered by a laughably small red silk vest. His head is bald and his entire body seems oiled. His bronzed skin and striking features lead you to believe he is sultani, though you have only seen paintings of such men.

Colvo never smiles during his dealings with Tybard and the others. He takes you to a back room, walks around and around you in circles. He smells your body and prods you with fingers. He pulls aside his red loincloth and reveals a quite large cock. He pushes you to your knees and you lick and suck him for some time. When he bends you over and thrusts into you you cry out with pleasure as your throbbing passion is finally unleashed. You fuck back against him and cum in only a few strokes. He pulls out and thrusts into your ass and you soon cum again, clenching his cock with your tight hole. Colvo slides out of your ass and puts you through contortions of various positions, both familiar and unusual.

He takes you lying above you and looking down into your eyes. He fucks you on your side with your knees practically touching your large breasts. He lays you flat on your belly and presses down against your ass, his lengthy cock fucking between your legs. He flips you onto your back and holds your legs so far back that your toes touch the cushions beneath you and your heels are either side of your head. You ride him facing him, with your back to him, and with your back to him as he sits on a couch. Again and again you cum around his thrusting pole, but he never yields to the pleasure or moans. You stroke him and suck him and slide his big cock between your breasts, but you cannot make him cum.

"It is not your fault," he finally says. "I have been charmed to never cum. It is my duty here that prevents it."

Colvo turns to Tybard and the others, who have watched the entire encounter withe great interest, and offers them quite a large sum for you. In a way you feel proud to be worth so much money, and the potions and elixirs given to you make you shiver with excitement of being a whore, yet you know this is the end of your quest.

A price is agreed upon and your captors depart with no goodbye, eager to find pleasure with the elf-eared girls of the palace. Colvo takes you to a small room where an old woman sits reading a thick book of magic. She uses her spell weaving ability to place a strange symbol on one of your firm ass cheeks. It marks you at the property of the palace and if you ever try to leave without permission it will glow and burn painfully until you return. She also casts a charm that changes the shape of your ears to resemble and elf's. It is so quick and painless you do not even notice until you catch sight of yourself in a polished silver mirror.

Colvo explains how your work will proceed. There are four tiers of whore at the palace, the common girls, the fountain girls, the bed girls, and the princesses. You will begin your career as a common girl, but if you are eager and skilled and please the customers you will advance through the ranks. The common girls do their work in a large communal room. Once they are chosen they are given little privacy beyond the dim lighting as two dozen other girls work around them.

The fountain girls populate the large, clear-watered bathing fountain. Your job as a fountain girl is to wash the customers and pleasure them in and around the fountains in the tiled bathing hall. If you succeed at this job you will become a bed girl, given your own bed on which to sleep and your own private room. Your prices will be much higher, but you will be expected to convince the customer that you are enjoying their company.

Finally, girls who prove most skilled and prove that they can be trusted will be hired out to exclusive customers throughout the city. At this level you will not only be allowed out to service customers, but you will be allowed to leave the brothel during your free hours and enjoy some small amount of spending money. Some of these girls are even bought from the brothel by their lovers and a slim few have been married. Colvo emphasizes that the choice of your fate is entirely your own.

You enter the waiting area where the many girls not currently working primp and pose to entice men into hiring them. Although you are a little frightened, you see that you are quite likely the prettiest girl in the room, and the others seem to resent that.