Yes.

With a push, Shairi felt her spell break through the talisman’s protections. The madam’s face flushed with sudden arousal. “I think,” she said carefully, “that you could be ideal for employment here. But there’s one condition. I consider us a family here. My girls have to be happy being around each other, being naked in front of each other – and, of course, having sex. In fact, we consider it very bad manners to refuse sex with another girl here. I need to see that you can work with that rule.”

Shairi wondered if there really was such a rule, or if the madam just wanted an excuse to fuck her. Either way, she needed no further prompting. She leaned forward and kissed the madam full on the lips, a kiss that was eagerly returned. In moments, the older woman had slipped off her dress (naturally, she wore no underwear) and pulled off Shairi’s clothes. The half-elf sprawled on the madam’s desk, enjoying her enchanted lover’s attentions. She was not as skilled with women as some of Meritheir’s harem, having devoted most of her life to pleasing men, but the madam was certainly capable of making the young witch writhe and moan with her experienced fingers.

“Ah!” Shairi moaned, “Ma’am! That’s wonderful!” She came with a squirt of juices. Then she got up and firmly bent the madam over her narrow desk, dominating the older woman. One had teased her pussy while the other tweaked her free-hanging nipples.

“I hope, ma’am,” Shairi said, “I’ll be able to serve your prestigious customers soon. It says a lot about how well you run the place that you have such rich and powerful customers.”

The spell would make the madam highly suggestible and compliant, particularly when arouse. Still, Shairi was being careful, working her way round to what she wanted. She had no wish to accidently reactivate the woman’s talisman. She leaned down to lick the madam’s carefully shaved pussy.

“Ah! Yes, we’ll have to get you servicing our gentleman callers as soon as possible. I know you’re skilled with your hands – oh! And your tongue! But I have to ask how you are with your other passionate parts…”

“I’ve served hundreds of men with my tight little pussy,” Shairi lied. “In every way I, or they, could think of. None of them had any complaints.”

“And – oooh! – you’re other hole?”

Shairi laughed. “You mean sodomy?” She stuck her finger up the madam’s arsehole by way of emphasis. “I enjoy that too.” Inwardly, she sighed. She’d really quite like to be the experienced slut she was pretending to be. And if she got Zauthar’s book, and used it to break the seal on her virginity, she’d finally have a chance.

“There’s one thing I haven’t done,” she added, keeping her tone carefully casual.

“What’s that?” the madam asked between moans.

“I’ve never fucked a wizard. I mean, I’ve spread my legs for a few apprentices who got me wet by showing off a few cantrips, but I’ve never been used by a true, powerful mage. The thought makes me all tingly. I’d to -anything- for a really powerful wizard.”

“We – we might be able to do something about that. One of our best customers is a mighty mage, the head of an Order. We’ve a contract with him for three girls tonight. You’d be just his type. I’ll send you to be got ready for him – after we’re done here”

None of this was news to Shairi, but it was exactly as she had planned so she gave her best squeal of girlish gratitude. “Oh, thank you, ma’am. Let me show you how grateful I am…”

After another fifteen minutes of eager work, Shairi left the madam panting on the floor and was taken by one of the whores to be prepared for her evening’s excursion.