"As for the Purification, we have a few girls who could probably use your touch, though we weren't expecting you until tomorrow. Still, I'm sure my Mistress will be happy for your help."
"Ah… good…" Adam mumbled. "Could you uuh…"
The elf gave him a sultry smile, obviously finding his shyness cute, "Yes, I can bring you to see the Mistress,"
The elf led us through the doors. She didn't acknowledge Chloe at all, which I supposed was proper etiquette? I had no idea. In my mind, treating someone like a worthless piece of furniture wasn't good manners, but here? That seemed to be the norm.
The doors led into a wide open hall, smelling of perfume, with a bar at the back, and plenty of soft velvety couches for seating. Beautiful women of every size, shape, colour, and species were present, standing or laying around in various states of undress. There were more rooms to either side, similarly filled with seating areas and sexy girls.
I quickly noticed a recurring theme. Each girl had her own outfit and style, but all of them were dressed in violet. That was good, I supposed. Nobody would accidentally try to buy me, I was wearing a cheap baggy dress of drab grey that most definitely did not match the ladies' work uniform.
Overlooking the open area below, was a second floor balcony, and dozens of doors. To each side was a long hallway, filled with even more doors. The first floor was obviously where you picked your girl, and the second floor rooms were where the love happened.
The Madam's office was on the lower floor, through a plain brown door tucked away in the corner. The harem-elf knocked on the door, explained that she had visitors, and then we were invited inside.
The office was richly decorated like the rest of the brothel, with red velvet chairs, wooden panelling on the walls, and a plush red carpet. Behind a rich mahogany desk sat a beautiful woman in a deep violet dress. She was reaching middle age, but she was aging with grace.
"Oh Adam," she said, warmly. "I wasn't expecting you so soon!"
"Yes well uuh… I had some help today, and we finished cleansing everyone at the Briar Market a little early." Adam explained.
I waved, "Hi, I'm Tyler. I'm the help, I guess, along with my slave, Chloe,"
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"I'm Madam Orchid, it's a pleasure to meet you," The Madam gave me a warm smile, but that smile didn't reach her eyes. Her cold gaze pierced through me, and she looked over at my slave appraisingly, scanning down her body.
"Not for sale," I said flatly.
The Madam's eyes returned to me, and she gave me her scary smile again. "Oh of course, I wouldn't dare disrespect a guest with such an uncouth offer like that."
"So uuh… where should we start?" Adam asked, obliviously cutting through the strange tension.
The Madam glanced over at Adam with a much warmer smile, a genuine one, and thought for a second, "I've got my own work to do, so… Let's have Mitsy guide you."
The Madam stood from her desk and led us out into the main hall again. We followed her into one of the side rooms, and she brought us to a young brunette human girl. She was a little plain, a sort of relaxed girl next door type in a modest violet dress. There was also no slave collar around her neck, and she didn't seem to be all that intimidated by the Madam or us. I guessed that she was probably here of her own free will.
The Madam gave Mitsy her task, offering to pay for her time. She would accompany us and guide us to anyone who needed healing. I made sure to mention we could fix injuries, and even old scars too. Mitsy's eyes went wide, and she smiled appreciatively. The Madam left us alone.
I took Mitsy by the hand, and started Purifying her.
"So, I get the impression Madam Orchid doesn't like me." I said in a conversational tone.
"Really? Why?" Adam asked. Typical dude, completely oblivious.
"The uuh… elf is yours?" Mitsy asked, glancing over at Chloe.
"Yep."
"She uuh… gets a little protective sometimes," Mitsy said nervously. "She probably doesn't mean offense, but uuh… some slave owners don't treat their slaves so well…"
"Oh! Was that what it was?" I said, suddenly relieved, "No problem there, I think Chloe's pretty happy with me as her mistress, aren't you?"
"Yes, Mistress," Chloe replied obediently.
"I only abuse her a little bit," I admitted slyly.
"Abuse her?" Mitsy looked at me accusingly.
"Mistress plays sexual games with me," Chloe explained, leaping to my defense, "Games that I believe we both enjoy, in our own ways."
"Games?" Mitsy asked, suddenly intrigued.
"Mistress, permission to speak freely of last night's events?" Chloe asked, like a good girl.
"Sure, gossip away," I said.
Chloe went up next to Mitsy and spoke to her in a quiet voice. I couldn't hear exactly what she was talking about, but I heard the words 'sat on my face' and 'desperately wanted to cum' being muttered at one point. Mitsy started to blush.
Soon, I was content that Mitsy was disease free, and I interrupted the conversation to ask her to lead us to the next person.
Mitsy led us upstairs, and brought us from room to room. Most everyone we saw was an off-duty slave, lounging around their bedrooms reading books or sleeping. They seemed relaxed and unafraid around Adam and Chloe, though since I was a slave owner they were guarded and respectful around me.
Any girl who thought she might have caught something wasn't allowed to work until Adam purified them. The slaves all obviously had to stay here with their Mistress, though the free girls were allowed to go home when not working. There were still a few free girls staying here too, likely ones who had nowhere else to stay.
We purified each of them, and I even discovered that my Purify magic was able to cure That Time of the Month. Instant period cure! It wasn't a problem for me yet, but I was happy to have an answer for it when it did come. All blood and bits of uterine lining just went poof, and the girl was good until next month.
There were a few girls with minor injuries, usually soreness from very rough vaginal sex, or anal sex without enough lube. There were lots of old half-healed injuries, however… Bad ones… The free girls were mostly okay, but a lot of truly scary shit had happened to the slave girls.
There was an adorable black haired catgirl, with triangular ears, a long furry tail, fuzzy cat paws with fur going up to the elbow, and fuzzy cat feet with fur reaching just below her knees. She had repeated fractures in her arms, broken and partially healed, over and over again. She said it was from guarding her head while her old master kicked the shit out of her.
There was another elf, a purple one this time. She had grey-violet skin, ghost white hair, and red eyes. She was covered, head to toe, in old whip marks and burns from red hot branding irons. She cried when I made the scars disappear.
There was one halfling girl who had a horrifically torn vagina that hadn't healed quite right. She explained that she'd lost her virginity at the age of seven to her old master's dog. It was a big dog, endowed with a penis slightly larger than an average human man. To this day, her damaged vagina caused her immense pain whenever she had sex, which unfortunately for her, was multiple times every day. She usually tried to coax the clients into doing her mouth or butt instead.
Yikes! This adult halfling was already the size of kid, like three feet tall. Presumably she had the same tiny proportions down below too. But that meant a young halfling would be even smaller… A finger would be enough to stretch her, and yet… a dog with a big dick and no ability to understand how much pain it was causing? Double yikes! And wasn't there like, an extra thick knot at the base they stuffed inside too?
I swallowed a bit of bile… some of these girls had gone through some shit. No wonder the Madam was so protective of them. Chloe's magic could fix maybe 60% of what was wrong, causing anything that wasn't completely healed to regenerate without flaws, but it didn't get rid of scars or anything that healed imperfectly. This was one case where my Healing Hands spell actually worked better, even though it was slow. Chloe would do the first pass of healing, with her fast speed, and I would do the finishing touches, removing old scar tissue.
Adam continued on, purifying the other uninjured girls while Chloe and I switched our focus to exclusively healing old wounds. Soon, word got around, and a few girls, taking a break between clients came to visit us and get their old wounds looked after too.
It was dark outside by the time we were almost done. Madam Orchid came upstairs during our last healing session of the night.
"Dolly tells me you fixed her… damage. Completely," The Madam said.
"Maybe?" I replied. "I'm sorry, I can't remember which one Dolly was, I healed a few people."