Ty did not get to rest long, groaning in pleasured protest as Mistress' knot tugged at her labia. Luma's tails turned her over again, then scooped her up as the Mistress rose to her feet. Cradled in her Mistress' arms and tails, Ty nuzzled into her bosom and wrapped her own limbs around her.
"Oh Mistress. You smell so -- so good!" Ty wriggled in delight as Luma began to walk back to her sofa-throne, her cock massaging Ty's insides with each careful step.
"Of course, my pet. Once I've finished with you..." Luma murred in her own pleasure. "I'll have you bathed, perfumed, and bejewelled. There will be no finer harem girl in all the Five Lands."
"Ohh... thank you..." Ty breathed in again, savouring Luma's aphrodisiac scent.
Ty did not notice, with her head buried in Luma's boobs, but Steph and Paul had finished their own lovemaking, and now sat on their chosen couch, legs spread before them, as the two human girls serviced them orally. Luma playfully swatted their bare behinds with her tails as she passed, making the humans jump a little and giggle.
"Heeey," groaned Steph as she spotted the collar around Ty's neck. "You got him! Ohhh, Mistress..." Whatever else she was going to say was subsumed as Asphodel redoubled her efforts on her pussy. Ty looked up, smiling shyly at her friend.
"'Her,'" she reminded Steph. The tiefling nodded, panting as she felt another orgasm coming on.
Luma ascended the steps and took a seat on her "throne," spreading all but two of her tails over it as she relaxed. These she kept wrapped around her newest concubine, fur teasing against fur, her hands stroking firmly over Ty's head and back. Meanwhile she watched her other slaves with an amused smile, until Paul came a second time, spraying Elven seed across the tits of the second slave girl.
"Enough," she said. "Paul, clean yourself up and then come back to show Stephanie around. Asphodel, Mayflower, clean up in here."
"Yes Mistress," the three replied in unison. Mayflower and Asphodel left to get cleaning supplies, heedless of the fluids on them, while the Elven mage retrieved his robe.
"Shall I take the cuffs as well?" he asked.
"Yes. See if they can be refitted for my dungeons." Meaning lined with silk padding and enchanted to repress magic. "If not, have them melted down and made into something useful."
"Yes Mistress." He bowed, collected both pairs of handcuffs, and departed, the doors opening and closing silently for him.
"As for you two. You shall address me as Mistress, or Mistress Luma; but when speaking with customers you will refer to me as Madame Lerouge."
"Yes Mistress," said Steph, while Ty just moaned an "Mmhmmmm" into her chest. Luma nuzzled her pet, then continued.
"Your collars not only completely enthrall you to me, but form a link between us -- you can sense my desires, and I can sense if -- gods forbid -- you are injured. With concentration, we can even communicate through them -- though do not do so unless it is very important. You may also use them to teleport to my presence with a wish, if you find yourselves in any danger."
"Yes Mistress." But then Ty looked up, a little worried. "Would we ever be in danger?" She thought she'd be safe in her Mistress' harem, her biggest fear not getting bred while she was in season.
Luma nuzzled her. "You should be safe enough within these walls. But I might send your sister out on errands once she's trained a bit more -- a bard of her skills makes an excellent 'recruiter' for more whores."
The girls laughed slyly at the thought, then something occurred to Ty. "You know, Mistress, we have a number of other friends as well. Perhaps we could... entice them to join you?"
Luma shook her head. "I got an impression of them when sifting your memories. There seemed to be too many for just the two of you; and besides pet, adventures are not for you. Stephanie, perhaps, I might send to check up on them once she's had time to fully adjust."
"Aww," Ty whined. "But they're my friends, and I want to help them!"
"Such a sweet little whore." Luma smiled, amused at how fully Ty's mind had been corrupted. "But your place is in my harem, pet. Here --" she pressed the vixen tight against her "-- with me." Ty moaned at the sensation of her breasts squishing below her Mistress', and the herm cock throbbing demandingly within her. She hid her nose in Luma's cleavage again.
"Good girl." Then Mistress turned her head to Stephanie, who was getting rather antsy. "Stephanie, when not assigned to a performance or called to entertain my harem, you may go where you like. Remember that your body is not your own; always charge for sex or music and deliver the money to the treasury."
"You got it, Mistress. I assume that doesn't apply to other slaves?"
"Mmm, no, as long as you're both on break you can fuck as much as you like."
"Yes! Do you own lots of big, muscular men?"
Luma laughed. "That's a question you can answer for yourself, my horny bard. And finally: since you are here to play for my concubines, you will also sleep in the harem, and eat there as well if you wish."
She slid her hand under Ty's muzzle, pulling her nose from her cleavage so she could look into her adoring eyes. "And as for you, sweet pet: as my concubine, you technically outrank all my other slaves, though you must answer to my stewards when performing. Since your body is for my pleasure, you are to be clothed when outside my private hall."
Ty nodded. "Your guests can still buy my time, right?"
"Of course! It would be a shame to waste your skills, after all; but other than dancing when I assign it, guests must purchase sex with you through my stewards or myself."
"Understood, Mistress." Luma let go of her chin, and Ty bent her head back to the swell of those irresistible breasts.
"Now, while we -- oh?" Ty had decided that nuzzling was not enough, and begun sucking on a big pink nipple. Luma murred, her fingers tightening in Ty's hair. "Want more, do you?"
Conversation ceased as Luma focused on getting herself off. Ty moaned around the nipple, using both hands to hold the breast to her muzzle as Mistress bounced her up and down on her knot and kneaded her claws into Ty's large, supple buttocks.
While this was going on, the two human slaves returned with cloths, water and essential oils to get the cum stains out of the carpet and upholstery. Nobody paid them any mind -- including Stephanie, who was fingering herself in accompaniment to Tyana and the Mistress.
In a few minutes both Kitsune came again, collapsing exhausted against the larger vixen as Luma's cry of release trailed into a chuckle.
"Naughty girl. Do I have to train you not to interrupt your Mistress while she's speaking?"
"Mmmmmmhmmmmm." Ty snuggled into her fleshy pillows, knowing Mistress Luma was not really mad. The brothel keeper gave her bottom a light swat, making the slave's body quiver around her cock.
"Now, while we wait for my knot to go down: shall I tell you how I came to be what I am, and the nature of this 'game' you find yourselves in?"
"I don't have anywhere else t-to be, Mistress," tittered Ty, tugging lightly at her Mistress' knot for emphasis.
"No, pet; and I want you hear this. I did say, did I not, that I would tell you my tale after you submitted? But perhaps Stephanie would rather go shake her tits for coin and cum -- after Paul shows her around."
As if on cue the Elf wizard reentered as well, bathed and freshly scented and attired. Stephanie licked her lips. That did sound really good to the part-succubus whore. But then, as a bard she was somewhat curious.
"And bear in mind," Luma warned, "that everything I say is a secret. You will not discuss it with anyone except my other slaves."