A strange shop

The building, short, wide, and flat like most of the architecture seems to be in Hell, has very few windows to give you a glimpse of what's inside. The only real clue you get is a small metal sign hanging above the doorway with a glowing blue insignia of a rose with prominent thorns. Undeterred, you step through the large entranceway and into the dimly-lit building.

Upon stepping inside, you are surprised to see Mar'aath making his way across a small, nondescript lobby. A large desk fills about 2/3 of the back wall, framed on both ends by a door along said wall. On the wall, above the center of the desk, is a larger, more ornate version of the logo you saw outside. Below that is a diminutive creature wearing round-rimmed glasses seated behind the desk. You'd swear he might be human if he was less hairy, though his curly horns and large fangs give it away. He looks up from his desk to see the three of you entering and immediately jumps up.

"Mar'aath! What a pleasant surprise! You interested in buy- Ah!" He interrupts himself when he sees the bare ass of the woman slung over the demon's shoulder. "Here to sell, I presume, yes?" While he says this, he continues staring at her exposed pussy.

"You presume correctly, Ezro. It's been a busy day." The demon leans over to gently drop her to the floor. You wonder if he placed some sort of spell on her as she produces such little reaction to being moved like this that if you couldn't see her breathing you'd swear she was dead. "I'd like to place this one on the list. She badly needs training that I have neither time nor patience for."

Ezro now has a large notebook he is scribbling notes into while straining over the desk to get a good look at her. "Duly noted," he mumbles while scribbling some more. "Name?" He pauses his writing to look up at his customer, using his free hand to push his glasses up his nose.

Mar'aath stops for a moment, not expecting a simple question to catch him off guard. "She... Doesn't have one, actually. Whoever buys her can give her one."

"Okay, that works, I guess." More notes are scribbled down. "What are you looking to sell her for?"

"I'm not looking for a specific minimum. I just want to get her off my hands." The nods and scribbles continue from the other side of the desk. "Just leave the proceeds as a credit on my account." After more nods and scribbling, Ezro reaches under the desk and clicks a hidden switch.

Almost immediately, a naked woman with blue skin, jet black eyes, long, talon-like nails, and fangs matching Ezro's bursts through the right door. He gets up again and reaches over the desk, pointing out the woman on the floor. Wordlessly, the blue-skinned woman nods before reaching down and violently shaking her. This only elicits a weak moan from her as she turns her head to see who's bothering her. Her lack of reaction forces the employee to grab her by both wrists and **** her to get up. After pulling her up with a level of strength you do not expect from her thin frame, the two of them leave through the right door, your former master having to be led stumbling all the way.

Once they're gone, Erzo tears out the paper he's been writing on and sets it aside. He then points his pen at you and asks, "What about her? She going on the list, too? She'd fetch quite a lot more than the other one."