40: Red light district

Although the kingdom of Del Lagos was one of devout faith. One in which slavery was strictly forbidden. Not by the Royal family nor by the local laws but, forbidden by Goddess Loha herself. Any attempts at magically slaving another human was immediately punished by divine intervention. A monstrous golden ray would smite down from the heavens. 

Humans, being intelligent and witty had tried to abuse the goddess's power. By sending suicide squads of two into enemy camps back during the civil warring period. However, to their dismay the golden rays of Loha only effected the two. Although a large approximity was bathed in the light, there was no damage to any items, furniture nor the horses. The bystanders who were innocent of slavery were entirely unaffected. 

Although loop holes were found. Slaves did exist in the form of labourers and prisoners, but any slave collar or magical imprints that would relinquish one of their free will was what truly defined slavery in the eyes of Loha. Hence, mind control magic didn't exist.

However, even with infinite grace and generosity, Loha did not forbid prostitution or use of drugs. 

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Marching through the red light districts. Knights clad in black, their faces concealed behind their helmets. No crest or emblems to indicate their family house barged through the local citizenry. The carriage also blackened to a degree of anonymity followed behind them. 

Once the group arrived at their destination one singular man exited the carriage. His hair emitted a radiant gold, his face hidden behind a mask of white. His gait was filled with confidence. Although no one could see his face and figure out his identity, everyone knew from a glance that the man was exceptionally handsome, and hails from a powerful noble house. Another tall and handsome gentleman filled with grace welcomes him into the establishment.

"Welcome milord. Welcome to Disco Dream. I am the owner, please address me as Mr Dream." The gentleman bowed deeply, showing the respect afford towards his customer. Naturally Dream knew of the visitor's true identity. Within the time span of this visit, the gentleman's mask shall not be removed.

"Dream, I've heard great things about your store. I hope my visit today does not disappoint. For the duration of this visit, you may address me as Hero." With a confident gait, Hero marched in without Dream. Upon entering the long reception hallway, lined up by the left and the right were beautiful women of pristine ages. According to the the perverseness of man, they were lined up according to their bust sizes, starting from the smallest A cup and towards the end E cups.

Their uniforms were all designed to imitate the maid dress, however for today Dream had forbidden the use of underwear. Even without orders or request, Dream had endeavoured to only showcase ladies who sported different shades of blonde. He was very much aware of the man's fondness for the colour.

The skirt was so unbelievably short that it barely covered one's genitals. It also didn't help when certain materials embedded in the skirt made the clothing flair out and not downwards, leaving even more skin to be uncovered and exposed to the world.

Further, the upper area of the uniforms all had their torso area removed. Rather than covering their breasts, the material was designed to go under and assist with a push up effect. Placing their busts closer together and letting out more cleavage than normal.

In each of the women were rabbit tails, and if one would inspect closer, one would notice that they were actually anal-plugs.

In preparation for this visit, Hero had consumed a high grade potion of stamina. He would dine and fuck to his satisfaction tonight. Hero glanced back towards the butler that had quitely followed him in. In his hands was a chest that upon placement, emitted quite the loud thud.

"Payment, for the entire building. Make sure no one disturbs my meal." Hero ordered. Dream was quick to open the chest to find it filled to the brim with Loha coins. Excitement filled him, with this much money he could expand his business and further support the families that his staff belonged to. Although Dream was basically a pimp, he had good morals and endeavoured to assist the ladies who needed help. With a very polite bow.

"Thank you milord Hero. I'll personally see to it. Please enjoy your meal." Dream pulled out a little bell from his tuxedo pocket and rang it. Another maid appeared, however she sported detachable rabbit ears. "This is the mother rabbit, she will assist you with your dishes."

"Name?" Hero demanded.

"This lowly one's name is Sasha." She bowed deeply. Her bosom hanging. "Please, follow me." She lead him further in.

Inside was a large spacious room, at the end was a king size bed with many pillows. A red velvet sofa on the side and many, many bottles of lubricant on a desk. Strawberry, banana, cherry and vanilla were written on the labels.

Hero seated himself on the bed, ready to be served.

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