Chapter 650 Reminiscing About Mikaya (Part-2)

Chapter 650 Reminiscing About Mikaya (Part-2)

Alexander's eyes were drawn to the wall next to each of the girl's white flanks because on the walls were numerous black tally marks.

As for what they represented, well that was pretty easy to guess, for Alexander saw before anyone could start enjoying themselves, they had to pay to get a small piece of chalk which they could use to draw a line on the wall, thus helping keep track of the number each girl served.

And just going by eyeball numbers, Alexander already counted 30 for each of them.

It was ridiculous and represented a huge amount of income for the establishment.

As for the reason why the counting was done like this, well one of them was that it made double-checking the money collected with the men serviced easier, ensuring there was no one slipping in one a free meal, or that the cashier was not pocketing one or two pieces for themselves.

There was also the visual appeal for the men, knowing they were able to have a girl who was so popular and wanted by so many others.

And lastly, and perhaps the most compelling reason, this was one of Mikaya's preferences, to know exactly how many men had used her.

Remember, she did this also with the goal of breaking her previous record. noVE.lb)1n

In fact, the sliver-haired beauty had actually wanted these marks to be on her butt, as some kind of tattoo which she could look in the mirror afterward.

But after trying that for the first time, it was found that the sweat and the touching quickly rubbed the ink off, and much more spectacularly, after some time they started, it was found that there was no more space on the flesh canvas.

Mikaya and her performance were that popular.

In fact the day after Mikaya's first service, Alexander remembered Ophenia very excitedly coming to tell him that those three in just one night had made close to 1,000 ropals!

To give some context to how huge that was, well an average night worker made 8 to 10 ropals a night or 30 ropals if three of them were combined.

So Mikaya and the duo made in one day what most others did in a whole month!

And better yet, because of how rich she was, Mikaya only took a token amount, leaving the business with most of the money.

She left about eighty percent of her earnings to Alexander, whereas other workers usually capped their commission at fifty percent, with an additional food and lodging charge of 3 ropals a day.

And it was not as if she was cheap either.

In fact, she was quite expensive,

Alexander had set the cost of admission at 5 ropal per person, or about a whole day's pay for a worker.

This was far higher, more than double as a matter of fact, of the average rate of two ropals one needed to spend a night with a decent girl.

And there, one could get a private room, a nice bed to lie in, and a one-to-one experience.

While here you could not even get to see the face of the girl you were fucking.

It was just a production line of lewd, perverted pleasure where everyone had to bear their private parts for all others to see and then insert into an orifice that was most of the time full of another's man gift, enjoy the sensation for about three -four minutes, and then you were done.

Yet Alexander planned to charge more than double the usual rate!

Normally, with this price, it would have been hard for any to five men willing to experience this, never mind the upwards of sixty men each of them served each performance.

The proposal was so ludicrous in fact that even the usually out-of-touch with money Mikaya did think it was a good pricing policy.

So when Alexander had set the price so high, she had vehemently protested, even going as far as to claim that this was Alexander's unscrupulous way of denying her pleasure.

At one point she even demanded she be made free.

After all, for the uber-rich princess, there was really no difference between something that was free or that cost only 5 ropals.

She even offered to reimburse Alexander for using his facilities, instead of charging others anything.

But Alexander had only said this, "My lady, it would be a great disrespect to the gods if you were to offer your services for free."

"They must have spent a lot of time crafting that perfect organ."

"And it would be a sin onto the gods for a lowly peasant to get to experience it for free."

"5 ropals was already cheap enough."

Alexander had good reasons for saying this.

Because he had experienced Mikaya twice and knew just how pleasurable her thing was.

Soft, plump, tight and so decadently addicting, even with Alexander's vast experience only two others could even come close, Ophenia and Seelima.

And those two had their own histories.

So he was absolutely sure the men coming to her for her services had never tasted something even a hundredth this pleasing.

Thus in Alexander's opinion to be able to experience something that exquisite for 5 ropals was almost equal to it being free.

Hearing Alexander's confident words, Mikaya then had stopped her protest and simply waited to see if Alexander was just all talk or if he really could deliver the crowd he promised.

And Alexander for his part tried his best to advertise the goods as best as possible as discreetly as possible.

After all, no matter how good Mikaya felt, it would not matter if nobody knew about it.

So a couple of weeks before officially starting the act, Alexander began handing out 'free samples' free of charge.

A group of young men, be they workers, soldiers, or even just regular passersby would be randomly invited into the red building, be given a free drink containing that shiva drug, and then be asked to taste Mikaya for free.

And though upon seeing the novel arrangement for the first time, many men would be initially reluctant due to having to do the act in front of everyone, once they had a taste, all of them without exception would start swinging their hips like monkeys.

Mikaya made sure to squeeze them with all her might to get them hooked and given the succubus's skill, the average players could barely exceed the 2-minute mark, with many finishing before half of that.

She was that good.

So the news of this prowess as well as the the never before seen service soon spread like wildfire, first among these testers' friends and even family and then simply through hearsay.

And then with a bit of marketing hype before the opening day, the people lining up to taste Mikaya was overwhelming even at those exuberant rates.

And her two 'sisters in crime' seemed not too far behind either.

For though Alexander never experienced them himself,? the length of the line of men waiting to taste them spoke clearly of their popularity, and seeing how quickly both were able to wring out their prize from the men, almost keeping up with their mistress, their skills were certainly on par.

And as Alexander observed the ongoing process, the smooth, seamless operation seemed to speak of almost a kind of lasting harmony.....if one kind did not take into scout the kind of business being done here.

Alexander was satisfied with how the operations seemed to be running and having seen everything here, he decided it was time to go meet the three in person backstage and hear of their experience from the horse's mouth.

When suddenly,

"Hey, buddy! What'cha gawking for! Sticking it in or get out of the fucking way! Stop wasting all of our damn time!"

Just as Alexander was about to move, this crass, almost violent curse hit his ear.

And turning around, he saw a shabbily dressed thin man with bad teeth glaring at him.

Clearly he was getting impatient that Alexander had been just standing there not doing anything for so long while he was in the back with a raging boner.

"Ah, apologies good sir. Please you can go. It seems I'm really too shy to do this, haha,"

Facing this hostile man, Alexander reacted very politely, quickly stepping out of the way, and gesturing him to go in front of him.

He even slightly bowed to make the deal sweeter.

After all, Alexander of course had absolutely no intention of tasting any of the three in this state.

But whereas this cordial invitation should have made the man go hop and skip past him, instead, a scared, almost terrified look appeared on that dirty man's face.

Normal people did not talk like that.

If it was someone of similar status as him, they would have instantly cursed back, not politely made way for him.

And having lived long enough, the man knew exactly the kind of people who talked so elegantly.

Nobles!

'What are they doing here?' He went pale-faced as his eyes started darting.

First, it landed on Alexander, who appeared very clean and refined with a calm demeanor.

Not phrases one would commonly use to describe a commoner.

And then like how a cautious prey could sense predators, his instinct told him he was being glared at by several very sharp-eyed individuals.

And these men seemed to be very angry.

Of course, they were Alexander's bodyguards in plain clothes.

And as these glares pierced the man, he suddenly felt faint.