Chapter 17: Half-Orc's Improvement!
Knock Knock!
A sudden knock on the door labelled 35 sounded; the sound caused the resting minotaur to jolt awake.
"Wah.....Mmmm!? Where am I?"
Her body was aching from the activity hours ago, now struggling to move, using all her energy to turn to face the doorway.
'Ugh... I can still feel him inside me... like my insides have changed entirely to his shape...'
Miriam's tired eyes still glazed over as if inside a dream; noticing her clean body and the nice feeling of the silk sheets made her bury into the quilt, ignoring the door's knock.
"Miriam, it's me, Miyako; I'm coming in!" The madam said with a deep and curt voice, different from the cute voice used when speaking with Raven.
Creak!
The door easily opened as she turned the handle, the beautiful mistress of stepping inside with the slight clack of her heels as she took a step back, the sheer density of the aroma of the room filled with Raven's thick masculine scent causing her to get a full meal of essence in moments, not even needing sex.
'What!? How does he have so much excess vitality!' Miyako was genuinely shocked as she pushed forward, not wanting to damage her current prestige, while her tails swayed in delight hidden from her sight.
The demon fox race was strange; they had a danger rating of B and were normally observed; the more tails they had, the higher the rating, but normally Miyako never revealed more than two in public.
Otherwise, she would have a Danger Level of SSS and be killed or locked away instantly. The fact she serviced many men who are now top politicians in her youth might also help her case and keep her safe.
She looked at the exhausted minotaur woman before her; despite the clear pain and fatigue, her skin was glossy, her hair silky with a beautiful sheen as if she had just visited a massage and beauty parlour with the top course of all manner of nutrients and chemicals.
With a bitter smile, Miyako wanted to know how it felt, even if her blissful face told her everything, "How was he, Miriam?" A more friendly voice than before, as she sat down on the same blue marble chair Raven sat in, dragging it close to the bed.
"Ah...." Miriam was about to speak, but then a wet sound echoed, causing her to blush to stop for a moment before continuing. "I can still feel him deep inside... like he's still making me experience that amazing and wonderful feeling repeatedly..."
Miyako smiled; she cared for the women who worked for her, remembering her horrible younger life and wanting these lost girls to have a better experience than her.
The chair creaked when she leaned forward, elbows resting on her soft thighs, squashing the thick meat flat.
"So... he was huge?"
"Mmmm, very!"
"He was a gentleman and made you feel special?"
"I felt like his lover... not a prostitute..."
"Hooo..."
"You said he tasted good. Was it lip service?"
Miriam tried to lean closer, her face a little red; normally, the questions asked weren't like this, and she was caught off guard.
"No... it was really.... strange... I worry my milk will change its taste... and my little girl will be addicted."
"Isn't it fine? He said he'd come back, no?"
Miriam looked at Miyako with a rare stern face before she looked much younger, like a pouting girl.
"I'll become addicted to that cock, never able to take another... it's already... depressing to think of another man.... his words were so...." Miriam seemed to get lost, the words of being his for the night replayed, but she removed the 'tonight' and began to smile gently.
Miyako wasn't stupid, this wasn't the first time a girl became hooked on a customer, but it was usually due to their money or powerful emotions after countless visits and meetings; this bastard corrupted her Miriam with one fuck!
"Miriam..."
"Stop... I know... it's ridiculous for a whore like me, with a child at that, to dream so high..." Miriam's face became flat and seemed to face reality as she forced herself to sit up, a clear feeling of sorrow on her face.
"I should be happy... now I can still feel sensations down there. Finally, I am a complete woman... that's enough, right? An old woman like me cannot be greedy..."
Miyako took out a long brown pipe filled with the same stuff that Raven smoked to calm his nerves and increase the circulation of mana; because of the essence left in the room, she was experiencing a sort of overdose compared to her regular restricted diet.
'Fuck, this man needs to visit every week... this essence could feed all my little girls for a month!'
She looked at the slightly pitiful minotaur, her chest feeling heavy as she realised that the male was indeed particular, and her gut feeling when meeting him was still correct because she wanted to test him.
Miyako used the girls like Miriam as a test and seemed to have hurt her in the process.
"Miriam... If you could... only serve that client in the future, would you accept?"
Miriam didn't even take a moment to think, her eyes almost shining as she looked toward's her long-time friend and boss.
"Even if my pay were cut to the bare minimum, I would love to serve him alone, the man that taught me the pleasure of being a woman and treated me like a lover and not a slut..."
"Phew...." Miyako took a drag of her pipe, blowing the cedar-scented smoke into the air, her head leaning back as she considered the alternatives, only worried Miriam would suffer if she chose this path.
"Miriam, if you allow me to keep filming your meetings with him, then selling those videos. I will treat you as his exclusive."
Miyako sucked on her pipe, blowing out another burst of smoke; her narrow green eyes were vicious but clear.
This was a legitimate offer that could never usually be gotten; his essence was so valuable, and this woman could endure that long with him was a significant portion of her decision to offer.
Plus, porn with orc men sold very well, like wildfire in the industry.
"If you can keep this up for a year, I will give you a contract once you finish. You will receive a portion of the profits and earnings from all video's you make with him."
"Eh!?"
"But.... that's.... well, is it okay?"
Miriam knew that their acts were filmed to protect the girls and offer small clips to potential customers; only the best-selling girls were offered to become exclusive or given a choice to choose their customers and sell the videos to make up the lost profits.
She wasn't stupid and knew it wasn't about her, but rather about Raven... The handsome man's naked appearance flashed in her mind as her lower body tightened with a pleasant sensation.
"Will he be alright... his image shown to many women... and men, won't it affect his image?"
"Miriam? You... A few orgasms, and you're falling for the guy?"
"Can a customer not be in the strike zone of my taste!? He was mature... handsome.... his cock was huge... and he treated me so nicely, cleaning me down when I was full of filthy fluids... changed the bed... he could have just left, you to know?"
"Sigh"
"For a grown mother... why are you so cute?" Miyako said, her atmosphere no longer severe as she smiled at this huge woman rolling on the bed like a teenage girl.
"Hmph!" The minotaur snorted through her nose.
"Don't worry; all the clients sign a waiver when they choose this brothel, you know that. For him, though, because he's an orc and it's dangerous if his identity is known, we might lose our meal ticket... I will blur his face; maybe only the highest-paying females can see it in person if they pay the right price. Fufu~ I love big money, after all."
Miriam nodded; she didn't have any issues, and if the only alternative was to sleep with countless other men, be told to act like a cow and drink their nasty 'milk' then, of course, she would rather sleep with him, not foolish enough to expect anything more than a relationship of the flesh, but even that made her feel enriched with a warm sensation in her abdomen, turning to face Miyako.
"I'll do it!"
"Good, but make sure you don't tell him; let's see how he treats you over time, thinking you have been with other men all the while, test his character and true self. Okay?"
"I... isn't that...."
"You want to know, though, right? Will he still want to embrace you, despite knowing you might have been with another man the night before or even hours before?"
".... you are so twisted...."
"Fufu~ for the compliment; I thank you, Miriam. Take a long rest; I'll be giving you a large bonus for tonight; from now on, you only need to come here and rest; if he doesn't show, it's fine to enjoy some rest. He seems to be an adventurer, so it will be rare to visit earlier than midnight; I can always call you in... so spend more time with your cute little daughter."
"Little... she's 19..."
Miyako stood from the chair, her tails swaying as she moved to the door, a large and wicked smile on her face; not only securing a valuable test subject in Miriam, but the essence she absorbed today was enough for her as an SSS rank demon fox to be full for a month.
'Raven... Raven... who knew you were such a jackpot for our monster races. Maybe the day you fuck me as Miyu, the prostitute, as you said, isn't that far off... many girls are hungry and need your orcish love.'
The moment the door closed, and she began to relax on the bed, thinking of the tall, dark and handsome Raven, she felt a sense of discomfort inside her womb.
A minute later, dark and purple energy began to flow through Miriam's body in reverse, from her vagina towards her head, filling her injured muscles and insides, repairing and improving them; after 72 rotations before it faded.
The sensation left her on the bed shuddering, having reached climax from the strange energy after every 12 rotations, leaving her now relaxed and sleepy, without the muscle pain and feeling more powerful than before as she slipped into a comfortable sleep.
Only her daughter and Raven entered her wonderful dreams, calling their names as she rolled under the silk sheets.
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Meanwhile, on the late bus home, his body filled with a pleasant sensation as the strange pink energy cycled around his body faster until, after 144 rotations, it began to fade and vanished.
'144... 12x12.... is it related to the 12 gates of bliss?'
Once the energy had finished cycling, all his fatigue and tired feelings vanished. He felt a little stronger and more flexible, taking out his card and noticing the subtle but clear increases in many of his attributes.
When he closed his eyes in this wonderful state, there was a huge image in his mind, with a mystical feeling, surrounding him was a dark and purple mist, with a single path that led him forward.
'Where does it lead?'
Raven noticed a huge black gate appear; the door was filled with the image of a male who looked identical to him, with countless alluring and beautiful women naked and climbing over his body as if addicted to him.
The gate had a pink glow, with an indentation that went across the gates top; it was like a huge ruler, which went up to the number 12, as the pink glow and mist all began to gather in that indentation, reaching a small notch, seeming to reach the number 1 and stopping as the mist faded, now spent.
"Is that how to open a new gate? Sleeping with women... Making them feel pleasure and sharing that strange energy that is both a liquid and mist? Did this benefit Miriam too? I need to buy a cheap scouting lens..."
Attributes (Average = 1)
Strength: 3.6
Agility: 1.6
Stamina: 5.6
Vitality: 5.6
Intellect: 2.4
Wisdom: 2.2
'My Physical attributes increased by 0.1, not bad considering I only railed that beautiful minotaur for a few hours... She felt amazing... let's visit her soon; I will try another girl when I start earning more and can visit more often... Today is... Friday... Let's make Fridays a night for Miriam.'
Lost in thought, he almost got another erection remembering her soft brown body; luckily, the cultivation technique now allowed him to control his lust as it was sated and flowed around his body happily each moment that passed.
His stop approached, so Raven pressed the bell; since this was a different bus, the driver was an obese goblin, seeming to have been a bit too lazy for the financial examinations, but he was a pleasant guy and even offered a cold drink to Raven seeing his pale looking face when he boarded.
"Thanks for the nice ride, Take care, driver!"
Raven got off the bus, greeting the driver pleasantly as the doors closed with their loud his; the drivers laughed and well wishes, making Raven smile; stepping forward, now only a few minutes from home as the clock was nearly 6 am.
"Let's make her a good breakfast... if she's still here."
He stood on the corner momentarily, seeing the sun slowly rising, making him feel a strange sensation, brushing his hair back.
"Tonight felt so long... I am happy to have survived, though..."