The morning market was alive with the sound of shoppers getting their early fixes. Fresh bread and veggies from the bakers and farmers, the first orders for the smiths and crafters, the best flowers and best furniture from the sellers. Priscilla on the other hand was taking her time. Basket held in one hand, crutch in the other as she limped through the stalls and crowds. "Let's see... Calcium supplements for Calia, check... Clovers for Brunhilda, check..." Priscilla pursed her lips as she noticed the roughly scrawled text at the bottom of her list, trying to make out the handwriting that was very much not her own. "Sweetz 4 Sneekus. All da Sweetz..." Priscilla chuckled, slipping the list back into her basket. "She'll get a cavity I swear." Priscilla was just about to head back to the brothel when she noticed {{user}}, slumped in the alley. Priscilla hesitates before entering the alley, the click of her crutch on the ground giving away her pressence. "Hey there, sweety." She said, crouching down with a groan of age. She reached into her basket, taking out a roll of fresh bread and holding it out towards {{user}}. "The names Priscilla. What's yours sweet cheeks?"

Priscilla waited patiently as the girl ate, watching her expression slowly change from scared and defeated to...something else. Relief maybe? She could see where it'd been days since she'd eaten something as nice as fresh bread. When the girl seemed like she was done with the roll, Priscilla offered another gentle smile, her eyes gleaming with curiosity under her scarred brow. "There anyplace special I can take you? Someone to contact? If not... Locus Amor is always looking for people in need of a helping hand. You'd be welcome there." *Priscilla gestured vaguely behind herself, indicating the building they were outside of. It was the brothel she owned and managed; a place for people like her to find...well, a life more or less. Of course, in this line of work it wasn't often people willingly asked for help. Sometimes it

A small frown marred the edge of her mouth as she watched the girl's expression change again, this time into something closer to despair. Ah well, not much one could do about that. She decided to press on with her original offer, even if it was a bit...more forward than usual.

"Well," Priscilla began in a soft voice, clear blue eyes meeting the other girl's gaze steadily. "If you don't have anywhere else to go, I suppose there's an option for that as well. You could always work with us at Locus Amor." She paused, giving her new...acquaintance a chance to process this sudden proposal before she continued. "I know it sounds...weird and maybe even a little sketchy, but we take people like you in all the time. Folks who've had a rough go of it, just looking for someplace to belong."

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When the girl stood up and came to her, Priscilla was quick to extend a hand, gently but firmly helping the other girl onto her crutch. "There there," she cooed sympathetically, patting User#1727688422580's arm in what might have been motherly concern if it hadn't come from someone as...well, rough around the edges as herself. "Come on then, let's get you back to Locus Amor and we can talk more about everything."

With a slow but steady limp, she led the other girl out of the alley and towards her brothel, occasionally glancing down at the young woman with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "I should warn you though," she said after a moment, clearing her throat awkwardly, "my girls...they're...different. Not like any other prostitutes

Well then," Priscilla said with a small smile, "I suppose we should hurry up and get you inside then, shouldn't we?" As they neared the brothel's entrance, she gestured for her new recruit to wait while she went ahead and unlocked it, pushing the heavy door open before stepping through and holding it for her. "Welcome to Locus Amor," she announced grandly once User#1727688422580 was inside as well. "Meet my lovely family."

Priscilla gestured around the main bar, introducing her friends and employees one by one: Luther, who offered a warm smile from behind the bar; Calia, standing on her hind legs to give the new girl a better look with her maroon fur and scaled skin; Sneekus, an eager-looking goblin grinning with too many teeth

As the new girl sat down next to Luther, Priscilla gave her a wink before continuing on with her introductions. "And this is Sneekus. She's one of our...more adventurous employees," she added with a chuckle, nudging the goblin girl in playful manner. Turning back to the princess from the neighboring kingdom, she nodded towards her. "Ah, Käthe. She's...well, she's here for her own reasons."

She paused, studying each of them before looking back at User#1727688422580. "Anyway, welcome to the family," she said with a warm smile, then looked around at the busy bar again. "You hungry? Thirsty?"

Slowly but surely, her gaze settled back on the new girl, curiosity burning in her eyes. She lean

As the new girl leaned on Luther and slowly fell asleep, Priscilla smiled to herself, satisfied with her little rescue mission for the day. She noticed Calia and Castella sharing a knowing look before they both returned their attention to their duties behind the bar, while Brunhilda idly scratched at an itch on her hip, watching the exchange with mild interest.

Shaking her head fondly, Priscilla walked over to Luther's side of the bar and motioned for his ear. "She'll be fine," she whispered reassuringly once he was close enough to hear her. "Just make sure you keep an eye on her tonight in case she needs anything."

Turning back towards the new girl, Priscilla took a moment to study her face again before nodding slightly, satisfied that despite the girl's rough exterior and troubled past, Locus Amor would be the right place for her

With a contented little sigh, Sneekus nuzzled further into your side as you slowly woke up. Her warm breath tickling your neck sent shivers down your spine, and the feeling of her soft fur against your skin was oddly comforting. Groggily, you stretched and yawned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes before opening them to find Sneekus looking back at you with a wide, innocent grin on her face.

"Morning," she whispered cheerfully, her pointed goblin ears perking up as she studied your reaction. You couldn't help but smile in return, the warmth from last night spreading through your body like a welcome embrace. It felt...good to have someone close like this. Someone who cared for you, even if they were, well...different than what you were used to.

Sneekus giggled softly at your confusion. "I noticed last night you were kind of tired and leaning on him," she explained, tilting her head to the side as if she was seeing everything through a kaleidoscope of affection. "So I just figured...you know, he could use some cuddling too." She grinned wider, revealing a row of sharp, pearly-white teeth against her dark green skin.

Sneekus glanced over her shoulder at the door behind them before turning back to you with a mischievous grin on her face. "Nah, this is mine," she confessed conspiratorially. "But it's nicer to share." She batted her eyelashes dramatically for emphasis before giggling again, obviously enjoying the teasing.

You couldn't help but smile back at her antics, feeling a strange sense of comfort and belonging in this odd little room with the goblin girl. Even though Locus Amor was a bit...different from what you were used to, somehow it just felt right being here.

Sneekus's ears perked up at your words, and she glanced nervously around the room as if checking to see if anyone was listening. "Um... well..." she began hesitantly before nodding slowly. "I mean... I guess that's okay," she said with a shy smile. "As long as you promise not to mind my weird habits." She offered a small giggle, trying to sound nonchalant about the whole thing.

Truth be told, Sneekus wasn't sure how you'd take to sharing such close quarters with her. Most of the other girls tended to give her space unless they were part of a BDSM scene or something like that. But then again...maybe it'd be nice having someone to cuddle up with tonight, too. Even if it was just for comfort and companionship.

With a sheepish grin, Sneekus motioned for you to come closer, her tail swishing anxiously behind her. "Well... sometimes I snore really loudly," she whispered, glancing at the small pillow on her bed before looking back up at you. "And I tend to sleep in the nude." Her ears flushed a deep red as she continued, unable to meet your eyes. "But that's okay, right? I mean... it's not like you haven't seen other girls naked or anything?" She gave a nervous laugh, obviously hoping she wasn't making you too uncomfortable with her confessions.

The truth was, Sneekus didn't have much experience sharing a bed with someone outside of BDSM scenarios, and she was just...so happy that you seemed willing to sleep with her tonight. It felt nice knowing that there would be someone else in the

Sneekus's ears perked up at your words and her tail swished excitedly against the sheets of her bed. "Really?" she breathed, her expression turning hopeful. "You mean you don't mind if I use some...well..." Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she glanced around the room, careful not to meet your gaze.

There were a lot of things Sneekus had always been curious about, but never had the courage to ask anyone about before. Now that you seemed so accepting and understanding, maybe...maybe it would be okay to talk to you about them. Cautiously, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Well," she began hesitantly, "if you're sure..."

Tentatively, she gestured toward a wooden chest at the foot of her bed, inviting you to have a look inside if you wanted. Inside were various items commonly

Your face flushes bright red as you peer inside the chest, taking in the various items Sneekus keeps there. You feel a strange mixture of embarrassment and curiosity coursing through your veins, making it difficult to think straight. A million questions race through your mind, but none seem appropriate or polite enough to ask.

Sneekus hovers nervously nearby, her tail swishing back and forth as she watches you examine the contents of her chest. "I-if there's anything you wanna know about any of it," she stammered, "you can just...ask?" Her eyes dart back and forth between yours, searching for some sign of understanding or acceptance.

What do you say to her?

Sneekus's eyes widen in surprise at your question, her cheeks flushing even darker than before. She glances back down at the chest, not sure how to respond. After a moment, she musters up the courage to meet your gaze again. "Um...I-I mean," she stammers nervously, "I d-don't see why n-not?"

There's an awkward silence as she waits for you to react. This was completely unexpected; no one had ever offered themselves up to her like this before. Part of her wants to take you up on the offer, just to have the experience and make sure that you...well, that you enjoy it. But another part of her is worried about crossing a line or making things weird between you two.

What should she do?

Sneekus's ears perk up at your words, and a look of surprised delight spreads across her features. She can't quite hide the wide grin that curves her lips as she steps closer to you, careful not to make any sudden moves or seem threatening in any way. "Are you sure?" she whispers, her voice trembling with excitement.

She hesitates for a moment before reaching out tentatively and tracing a finger down your cheek. The soft touch sends shivers down your spine, and you can't help but close your eyes as she continues her exploration, running her fingers through your hair, across your chest...

Sneekus's touch sends shivers down your spine as she runs her fingers through your hair and across your chest. She leans in closer, brushing her lips against yours before trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone. Her nimble fingers undo the buttons of your shirt one by one, revealing more of your smooth, pale skin to her hungry touch.

With a soft gasp, she looks up at you, her expression full of wonder and adoration. "Are you sure you want this?" she whispers, the words hot against your skin. She waits for your nod before continuing her exploration further, slipping her hand inside your trousers to touch you for the first time.

The sensation of her cool fingers brushing against your heated flesh sends shockwaves through your body, making it difficult to think straight or focus on anything but the way she feels against you. Her touch

You close your eyes and nod eagerly, feeling a mixture of desire and anticipation coursing through you as Sneekus continues to touch you. She hesitates for only a moment longer before retrieving a blindfold from the chest at her bedside and gently pressing it against your forehead. "Keep your eyes closed," she whispers, her voice taking on a husky quality as she helps you into submission. "Just feel."

As soon as the blindfold is in place, Sneekus's movements become more confident and sure. She gropes your body, teasing your nipples and running her fingers through your hair once again before leaning in to kiss you deeply. Her touch becomes bolder now that she knows you can't see what she's doing; it feels like anything goes as long as it pleases her.

Her free hand begins to explore further, searching for the perfect toy to

The words send a thrill down Sneekus's spine as she continues to explore your body with her hands and mouth. She pauses for a moment, fingers wrapping around the smooth, cool metal of a vibrator before returning it to the chest and instead selecting a leather flogger with multiple tails. Her heart races with anticipation as she brings the flogger down sharply against your skin, sending delicious stings of pain coursing through you.

With each strike of the flogger, Sneekus's touch becomes more possessive and demanding. Her hips grind against yours as she feels the increasing hardness between your legs, reveling in the power she has over you right now. She can feel your desire for her growing with every hit of the flogger against your skin, and it drives her onward, fueling her own lust.

With one last sharp snap of the flogger,

Sneekus's breath catches in her throat as she feels the hardness pressing against her palm. With a smirk, she slips a tight ring onto your erection, trapping your arousal and denying you release for now. Her touch grows more demanding, fingers digging into your hips as she begins to thrust upwards, meeting your own movements with equal fervor.

She leans in closer, teeth scraping lightly against your ear as she whispers hot words of praise and encouragement. "You're so tight," she groans, hips moving faster now as she feels you growing closer to the edge again. "I want to feel you come all over my hand." She pauses for a moment, licking her lips before continuing, voice low and husky. "But first...I think you need some more pleasure..."

With that, she reaches between your legs