Telila the elfish brothel owner

Dostor approached the main entrance to the extravagant building, the elderly servant trailing ever so discreetly a few feet behind him. Two guards were standing by the main entrance, and they opened the heavy metal doors when Dostor came closer, allowing him to enter the light, spacious greeting hall.

Well there, Dostor was met by two young maids, who smilingly relieved him of his coat, being careful not to crease the soft material.

Now, the elderly servant stepped in front of Dostor, and with a “Be so kind to follow me, sir” moved further into the building.

With Dostor right behind him, the servant wasted no time as he speedily navigated his way through a long succession of corridors and stairs, until Dostor was certain that they had reached the top-floor.

Once they had reached a pair of doors, which appeared to be made out of some dusky crystal material, the elderly servant knocked on the glistening material, and then stood still.
Dostor remained silent as a bell rang from inside, after which the elderly servant opened one of the two doors, and stepped inside.

“Your gentleman caller, madam.” Dostor could hear the servant say from just inside the doors, and he heard that someone replied to the servant, although he couldn’t make out the words.

The servant appeared in the hallway again, and told Dostor that “The madam will see you now,” to which Dostor nodded his head and passed through the opened door.

The room which Dostor had entered was in line with what rest of the house that he gotten a view of; spacious, light and stylish. The articles of furniture were luxurious and far between, leaving plenty of open space, while the windows were large, often reaching all the way from the ceiling down to the floor.

At the other end of the room, in front of windows just like that, and next to a table-set with two divans, stood the woman he had come to see; a breathtakingly beautiful elf.

She was roughly six feet tall, and with a body that was generously supplied with curves, her frame looking strong and supple, and her ample bosom straining against the thin fabric of her white robe, which hung open to allow Dostor to see the thin patch of pubic hair above the lips of her vaginal mound.

The elfish woman smiled when she saw how Dostor looked at her, her ruby lips parting to reveal her spotless white teeth, while her large, green eyes glistened with life, their lustre qualities going perfectly with her deeply black hair.

“Welcome Dostor,” The woman’s voice was soft and melodic, “I’ve been expecting you.”
“I’m glad that you have.” Dostor smiled back at the woman, standing ten feet from her. He was unsure whether or not he should move closer. Even if he had expected the woman that he was to pleasure to be beautiful, her appearance was way beyond his wildest dreams.
“Won’t you have a seat?” The Elven woman gestured at one of the two divans.
“Alright.”

Dostor found the divan to be quite comfortable, although his eyes were locked on the woman, as she poured him a glass of claret.
“Dostor,” the woman gave him the glass, “my name’s Telila.”
“A beautiful name, to suit a beautiful woman.”
“Oh, you’re quite a charmer, aren’t you?” Telila’s smile widened, while her right eyebrow was raised slightly.
“I’m afraid that I’ve called you here under somewhat false pretences,” Telila said as she seated herself with her rump against the soft stuffing of the other divan, her legs spread wide to reveal her pussy for Dostor to gawk at.
“Really, why am I here then?”
“To tell you the truth, I’m the most accomplished brothel owner in this city, and I intend to remain just that.” Telila’s voice became slightly less melodic, picking up a harder quality.

Dostor was becoming somewhat worried, but Telila’s pleasing manners had placed him well under her spell, and he remained still on the divan.
“So when I found out about you coming to town, I decided to act,” Telila went on, “Dostor, I want you to work for me.”
“What, as one of your prostitutes?”
“Precisely, but a well-paid one at that, and with the right to say no to any customers which you do not approve of. What do you say, do you accept?”