Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

You all know I abhor rape, and that it's strictly forbidden to all those who are in my service. However… My enemies have no such rights protecting them. Thus, my offer to you is this. You are working 6 days a week, 12 hours a day. In the next few days, each of you will get an extra day off where you can do whatever you want with this woman. However, I have other uses for her, so I want you to be done with her in a few days, thus I recommend you create groups of three, for she has three holes.

Also, just to be clear, you are forbidden from killing her or causing extreme physical harm. She is an extremely valuable mage who I have high hopes for in the future as a destructive combatant of the Ascendants. My beautiful Seraphiel can heal bruises and such, so some punches to her stomach and the like are okay due to her high level, but no choking, no dismembering, no bashing her skull, and other extreme acts are not permitted.

I also know that it was not exactly what you were promised, so if you would rather visit a proper establishment then that shall be granted at a later date, a few weeks from now most likely, once I got the funds."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

They could barely believe their ears. They could do it with not only such a beautiful woman, but she was also a strong combatant, the elusive wizard kind at that. This was a premium woman among premium women. No one wanted to give up on her in exchange for a used-up commoner girl who'd welcomed half the male population of her town into her folds already.

No one made a move to utilize his offer of a proper visit to a brothel, instead, they glanced at the beyond-gorgeous elven woman with eyes full of appreciation. She was the sole reason they were getting to lay with such a rare gem.

"Great. Ronan, I leave the scheduling to you. Be done by the end of this week. Also, if you want, you can have the first go at her."

The enthusiastic man flashed an eager grin, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind that he would not look the gift horse in the mouth. "I hear and obey, master."

With that, 16 men left with a heavily sobbing and begging Selene following behind them, due to Quinlan's order which forced her to do as Ronan instructed.

"Ahh. Silence at long last." The master sighed with relief before turning to the last two.

He started with the one who was a bit older than the rest. "What is your request?"

The man bowed deeply before responding, "recreational activities, my lord. I believe that the hours the men get off work are rather generous in amount, but lacking in opportunities to utilize them. Many of us just wander around the territory aimlessly or chat. Something like cards or a ball would be great to have a fun."

The master smiled jovially. "I see that you're asking for something that would benefit the group as a whole. I'm impressed. Your request is granted. However, since you asked for a group reward, do you want something else? You can still run after Ronan's group, you know."

The older man shook his head while smiling wryly, "I will leave that activity to the youngsters, my body is not what it used to be. I don't want to embarrass myself… If I can still ask for something, then I would like some quality liquor."

"Sure, granted as well. Then what about you?" The master asked, turning to the slave named David. He was the hardest worker out of all of them, both Iselda and Ronan spoke very highly of his dedication.

"Master Quinlan… I…" He fumbled around with his words. This was the moment he'd been imagining for the past month, he recited his request in his head numerous times. Yet, now he was so nervous that even the many practices didn't help. Discover more stories at empire

The older man reached out to his shoulder and squeezed it supportively. Somehow, that small gesture was enough. "Master Quinlan, I'm from a small village near Aldoria, the Winterwood county's capital city. I used to live happily as a simple peasant and even got to marry the love of my life. However, the local baron's son, Tristan, laid his eyes on my wife, Dorothy. He demanded her to be added to his list of lovers, and when I stood up to him…"

"… you ended up in chains, and she in his bed." The master finished for him since it was very clearly difficult for him to say the truth out loud.

"And so you want us to return Dorothy to you." It was the second-in-command of the Ascendants faction who spoke up next.

"Um… Master…" It was Anna who let her voice out, rather uncertainly. "We know who he is talking about, his family ruled over our village too, and they are very likely a part of the Wraithclaws organization in one way or another, since they allow them to sell drugs in broad daylight within their territory."

Upon hearing this revelation, David couldn't help but wince. Not only was he asking for a completely unreasonable request already, but now it just so turned out that things were more complicated than even he expected them to be.

"Hmm… I've been meaning to investigate this organization for a while. It could also shed some light on the drug department of the Consortium, since they are the suppliers…" Once he mulled things over, he turned to David. "I can't accept or deny your request for now. We'll look into this issue in the near future. In the meantime, you can also ask for something else."

David's heart jumped with joy. Not getting outright denied was way more than what he ever couldv'e rightfully hoped to gain here. "I don't want anything besides holding my beloved Dorothy in my arms once again."

"Alright, I won't force you. With that, you two are free to leave."

"Thank you, master." They replied in unison, and after a bow of their spine, left the room.

"Well, that was kinda fun." The only man who was sitting decreed.

"Baby, we also have a request." Lucille decreed. "Girls, come."

Three out of the wall of people standing behind him did as told, those being Anna, Beatrice, and Aurora.

The four of them stood in front of him.

As the evident ringleader, Lucille spoke up for each of them. "Quinlan Noir, we want you to subjugate us."