Serpent's Tooth

Phyliss pulled a face at this remark, as this was exactly what she feared, to be mistaken as a prostitute. She prepared for a fiery remark, and all of her snakes raised, but she realized in the right moment that her friend was probably just teasing her.
"Let's go inside before too many people see me, so I can pack my clothes." Phyliss moved toward the entrance.
"Oh, I forgot that Kroolshek and Tendromus are probably still out there to find information we don't need anymore. Why don't you run back and tell them?"
 
"And how am I supposed to find them?" Verialyn replied. "It was sheer luck that we noticed Verkul in a city as big as this one, and they coudl be anywhere at the moment. Our best bet is to return to the inn in the evening."

"Oh, you are not travelling alone?" Verkul inquired.
 
"I think Verialyn can explain it best." said Phyliss, as she stepped to the large entry door. She did not want to be seen in front of a brothel to long, and she was eager toc check her belongings.
"Where will I find my clothes?"
 
"I will show you , Miss Phyliss."

Verkul rushed after her, his gait almost waddling as the heavy set man moved at such an accelerated place. He seemed quite intent not to draw the gorgon's displeasure.

Opening the manhole within the gate he stepped inside and waited for her to follow.
 
Phyliss lost no time and stepped inside, curious how this place, that was somehow her possesion, would look.
 
Behind the gate came a passage through a doorway, about six yards deep and wide enough to allow the passage of a carriage through the fully opened gate. This opened into a sizable interior plaza with the open sky overhead. Currently the sun was shining in from a near cloudless blue sky.

The plaza was constructed in a way that would allow visiting carriages to turn. To the left a wide stair led up into the building proper while to the right likely the stables would be located, at least there was another tall ground level door.

As they approached the staircase a tall, muscular man approached them, a blond unkempt mane framing an angular face with a three day beard and a prominent scar on his left cheek. He was wearing worn leather armor and a vicious looking axe at his belt, and he bowed before the former harem master. "Welcome back master Verkul. Oh I see you have brought visitors."

His gaze first lingered unabashedly on Verialyns bust before it shifted to Phyliss unusual 'hair'.
 
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Phyliss looked at the guard. The place looked safe, after all, much larger then she ever expected. And something on this guard just caught her eye. Her snakes rose and curled under his gaze, and for a second she put her hand to her chest in a protective manner, but quickly moved it away before it would look indecent. But her heart bet faster.
 
The guard at that cocked an eyebrow at her and smiled insolently.

"The lady with the serpent hair is in need of my special services?" he asked bluntly, which cause Verkul to cough and Verialyn to grin.

"Ehmmm no, Sorrak..." the former harem master tries to explan "... the Lady Ovida actually owns this place, sort of."

At that the tall man's eyes went slightly wider.
 
Sorrak looked at her, then at Verkul who gave another confirming nod, then back at Phyliss.

Then ... he bowed briefly. "Welcome to your estate, then ... Lady Ovida?"

Right then Verialyn behind her spoke up "Umm, aren't we joint owners of this establishment?"
 
"Lady Ovida, yes that is right." Phlyiss turned back to Verialyn, keeping a pokerface.
"Sure, did I say anything else?"
 
"Well, you said 'I own the place' " Verialyn retorted with a smile "Which leaves room for interpretation. But we can officially assign dear Sorrak here to your half."

At that the tall man appeared momentarily puzzled, while Verkul cleared his throat. "Sorrak is not actually a slave, Miss Verialyn. It is complicated ..."

The man in question by now had regained his composure, and offered another bow towards Phyliss "But I would be glad to offer my services free of charge, nevertheless."
 
Phyliss looked back to Sorrak.
"Now, maybe you can explain me?" She had her voice fully under control again, despite her hidden excitement, but after all the years she hadn't found a way to control the movement of her snakes - maybe no one except Verialyn would be able to interprete their behaviour after all.
 
"Well..." Sorrak had regained his confidence now, and he gave the gorgon a daring smile "... I was thinking you might want to get ploughed by me."
 
"Ohh..well..you did?" said Phyliss, feeling a tickle between her legs, as she imagined... She blushed as she spoke, because she felt her nippled harden, and worried they would peek through her dress. But putting her hands before her bosom would have been to obvious, so she tried to distract. "Maybe we should talk of the business... I mean our belongings."
 
"She definitely wants to get ploughed by me ..." Sorrak replied to that, shooting Verkul an insolent grin "I will make sure to take care of that ... business."

Right then Verialyn leaned in and whispered into Phyliss' ear "Isn't the stud to your liking? Maybe you need to tame him first ..."

The men had not heard the hushed words, and so Verkul, feeling a bit uncomfortable now, cleared his throat as he inquired "Of course, Lady Ovida. What would you like to know?"
 
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Phyliss was still a bit stunned by the directness of Sorrak, and her own reaction to that. She almost had to concentrate no to touch herself, as she was so aroused that she would have jumped into his bed right away.
"I mean,the money...and the place where we stay, contracts and all that things....Verialyn?" she turned towards her friend, who seemed less troubled by the somehow arkward situation.
 
"Oh yes...." Verialyn agreed "And where's Quomor? I am a bit surprised he agreed to all of that."

"True" Verkul nodded "It took a bit of convincing. But all our employees retain a fair share of their pay which will be used to purchase their freedom from us eventually. And I dare say, they are far better off with us than nearly anyone else out there who might have bought them.

I may trade in slaves, but I treat mine well. Always have."

He took a deep breath, clearly proud of himself in this regard.

"Uhh, where were we?"
 
Phyliss answered: "The money. The contracts, our share, and most important, my clothes. And my shoes and boots." The gorgon had one her selfconfidence back, while she tried to ignore the sexual images that kept flashing in her mind.
 
"Oh, of course, follow me" Verkul began to lead them up the stairs towards the door while Sorrak remained at his post.
 
Phyliss followed Verkul, passing Sorrak, while some of her long snakes brushed over his shoulders as she passed, and she felt like electrified, her nibbles almost painfully rubbing against the inside of her dress. Maybe the look of her belongings would distract her.
 
First, though, as she passed Sorrak and her snakes made skin contact for a brief moment Phyllis felt a strong, manly grip on one of her buttocks. When she looked back at the tall man he stood there like he had before, but wasn't there a particularly insolent smile on his lips?

"I have to admit it was mostly due to Quomor's urging, but we already set aside the two best rooms on the top floor as your lodgings in the hopeful case of your happy return." Verkul droned on as he opened the large door and proceeded into the main hall.

The room was decorated sparsely but elegantly, the white of the walls and the ceiling the dominant color, contrasted by the finely ornamented red carpet. At the center of the room a circular bar was located, and at ech of the walls stood a red polstered sofa. Two of the sofa's and the bar itself were staffed by gorgeous young women wearing light and elegant, but surprisingly not overly slutty dresses.

"Welcome back, Master Verkul" the dark skinned beauty behind the bar greeted him "and who might your guests be?"

Just then Verialyn whispered into Phyliss ear "I forgot if you ever were into girls, but if, this is your grand opportunity."
 
Phyliss managed not to show any obvious reaction after this little incident, and acted as nothing had happened. Nevertheless she felt a tickle between her legs and even at her anus after this surprise attack. She had herself under control back to make an impressive and collected entrance into the girls room, she didn't wanted to be mistaken for another prostitute. She didn't even answer Verialyn - the gorgon wans't into girls, although her lesbian experiences with Verialyn were some of the intensest moments ever in her life, and she still dreamed about getting dominated by her and some maledom unisono.
 
"Ashirra, this is Lady Ovida, and this is Lady Kallidis, the true owners of this establishment. Quomor and myself have merely been acting in their stead." Verkul completed the brief introduction. The black skined girl bowed gracefully, but before she had a chance for a more exhaustive reply Verkul led them on through one of the side passages that led to another staircase. From one of the rooms they passed sounds could be heard that were usually associated with lovemaking.

The heavyset former harem master led them up two more stories, starting to sweat in the process. On the uppermost floor there was just a short hallway with two doors, one on each side, and a large windown at the other end.

Verkul extended a hand in a demonstrative gesture. "The rooms to the left and the right woudl be your quarters. You should find your posessions inside. The rom of Lady Ovida is to the left."

He waited a few more moments before he added "Anything else I can help you with?"
 
"I think you can discuss the contracts and our share from the profits with Verialyn. I think I have to do some changing meanwhile." said Phyliss and stepped into the left room without turning back.
 
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