Harem Hotel Ch. 01

Author note:

What to expect from this story? Well, I can tell you that you shouldn't expect a very elaborate plot or realistic scenes with great character development, after all this is a porn story. It was created with the intention of making the blood go to the bottom head, not the upper one. That said, I hope you enjoy it.

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Rowan, a 26-year-old man with short black hair and deep brown eyes, strolled through the expansive fields as the afternoon sun slowly descended in the sky. As he approached the nearby city, he couldn't help but notice the diligent workers laboring in the fields.

The distant outlines of the city came into view, and it was clear that it wasn't a bustling metropolis; perhaps it boasted fewer than ten thousand inhabitants.

Continuing his journey, Rowan reached the city's entrance. A prominent signboard proudly displayed the town's name, Fayford. The absence of defensive walls didn't surprise him, considering the city's proximity to a fortress.

It was a simple, unassuming place, just as he had anticipated. The houses lining the streets were modest, constructed from local materials, and the unpaved roads were made of clay.

Rowan had a purpose in Fayford, to fulfill a bet he lost. His task was straightforward: build an inn in this small town and turn it into a renowned establishment. However, given his penchant for laziness, he wanted extra hands to help him achieve this feat.

Now that he had arrived in the city, he decided it was time to seek out a slave market. Money could buy almost anything in this world, and Rowan intended to use his money to make it easier. He approached the first person he encountered, a middle-aged man with fiery red hair.

Clearing his throat, Rowan inquired, "Hey, can you direct me to the slave market?"

The man sized up Rowan before responding, "There's no slave market in Fayford, but a group of traveling merchants arrived not long ago, and they had some slave traders among them."

Rowan nodded, appreciating the information. "Could you point me in the right direction?"

The red-haired man pointed in the direction of a nearby open space which had some stalls. "Head that way," he said, "After the stalls you'll see the slave merchants' tents."

Thanking the man with a nod, Rowan set off toward the bustling market square. As he wove through the lively crowd, the air was filled with the aroma of freshly cooked foods. The merchants peddled their wares, hawking fruits and various goods to the town's residents.

The tents were a bit farther away from the main thoroughfare, as if secluded from the prying eyes of the townsfolk. Without further hesitation, Rowan entered the nearest tent.

The dim light of the tent revealed a spacious but shadowy interior, and Rowan's entrance didn't go unnoticed. A paunchy man with a prodigious beard, who looked to be in charge, approached him with a welcoming smile.

"Welcome, my friend," the paunchy man greeted Rowan, gesturing for him to step further inside. "You've found your way to our tent of lovely companions."

"Sex slave tent?" Rowan raised an eyebrow.

"We're known that way too," he laughed. "We have a selection that's sure to please any discerning taste.

"Well, this isn't exactly what I was looking for, but maybe you have what I need." Rowan hadn't anticipated it but as long as it had what he needed, everything would be fine. "I'm in need of someone who can cook."

"Cook, you say?" he said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Well, we do have a few who possess culinary skills among our...assets."

While Rowan was indeed a capable cook, he had no desire to take on that responsibility himself. Managing an inn was uncharted territory for him, but he had to do the first step. Next, he had plans to seek out the town's mayor to purchase a suitable location for his inn.

"Show me what you have," Rowan requested.

"Ok," he said. "Please wait here for a moment, and I'll fetch a few girls for you."

With that, the merchant retreated toward the back of the tent, leaving Rowan waiting. He didn't have to wait long, though, as the merchant soon reappeared, accompanied by three women.

There was a human woman, an enchanting figure with an air of elegance; a dogkin woman, with dog ears and a tail that gently swayed; and a cowkin woman, whose presence was accentuated by her horns, cow-like ears, and a long tail.

The merchant started to present them, "Here, my friend, we have those who excel both in the kitchen and in the bedroom."

Their attire, or lack thereof, clearly showed the merchant's occupation as a seller of sex slaves. They were clad in sheer negligees that left little to the imagination. Their private parts, pussy and nipples, were tantalizingly exposed while not being clearly visible. It was just a blurry sight.

Rowan couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. He watched attentively as the merchant introduced the women.

"This is Elysia," he began, gesturing toward the tall, slender human with long black hair and green eyes. The curves of her body were captivating, and although her breasts and hips didn't have shapely curves, they had a good shape and an undeniable charm.

A suggestive grin tugged at the corner of the merchant's lips as he added, "She's as skilled in the kitchen as she is, well, in other areas. She'll whip up more than just a good meal for you."

"This here is Morganna," the merchant chuckled as he pointed at the dogkin woman.

Her brown hair was neatly tied back, allowing it to gracefully fall over her shoulder. Her brown eyes held a gentle charm that was hard to overlook. But beneath that gentle facade, her body was tremendously sexy. Despite her average-sized breasts, her curvaceous hips and a shapely ass left a lasting impression. She seemed to be the eldest of the trio and was probably over 30.

The merchant couldn't resist a sly wink as he said, "She is a dogkin with a bark as enticing as her bite, if you catch my drift."

"And last but not least, Seraphina," the merchant grinned at the cowkin. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, and her amber eyes were captivating. However, her most distinctive feature was her ample breasts, a characteristic of her race.

Once again, the merchant couldn't resist making another joke, "She's got quite the knack for handling, uh, things in the kitchen. You'll never run out of milk with her around."

As the merchant presented the three women, Rowan couldn't help but assess his options carefully. His initial goal had been to find a skilled cook, but given the circumstances, he found himself drawn to the sexy dogkin woman, Morganna. Her graceful appearance and curvaceous figure, especially that enticing rounded ass, had captured his attention.

The merchant turned to Rowan, a sly grin playing on his lips. "So, my friend, which one do you fancy?"

"I'll take the dogkin woman, Morganna," he said,

"Ah, a fine choice, my friend," he replied. "Morganna is quite the catch."

Rowan nodded and inquired about the price. "How much for her?"

"It's 50 silver coins," he stated.

Rowan reached into his coat pocket, withdrawing a small pouch filled with silver coins. He counted out 50 and handed them over to the merchant, who accepted them with a satisfied smile.

"Thank you for your purchase," the merchant said. "And since you've been so generous and didn't try to barter, I'll throw in some clothes for her as well."

Rowan appreciated the gesture, knowing it would be more appropriate for Morganna to have some attire other than the sheer negligee she currently wore. Otherwise, when they left the tent, they would attract a lot of attention.

With the exchange of silver coins complete, the merchant took a step back and cleared his throat. He began to chant a long spell. The words flowed smoothly and a mystic aura enveloped Morganna's head.

He was chanting a spell to undo the master-slave contract he had with her. As the spell reached its zenith, a radiant light emanated from Morganna's forehead. Soon after, the glow slowly faded, and Morganna's previously enchanted status as a slave was undone.

The merchant then proceeded to recreate the contract, but this time transferring ownership to Rowan. Another spell, and seconds after, it made Morganna turn into Rowan's slave.

With the contract settled, the merchant stepped back with a satisfied smile on his face. After that, he again took the other two girls to the back of the tent and brought some clothes for Morganna.

As Morganna calmly changed into her new attire in front of him, Rowan observed her without missing a single detail of her body. She had squeezed herself into a tight deep green corset. The solid, green material clung to her impressive figure, accentuating her curves and showing off a bit of her upper chest.

Her skirt, matching the corset in color, gracefully grazed her thighs, emphasizing her sexy hips. Rowan couldn't help but appreciate how well the outfit suited her.

"Turn around so I could appreciate it," he said, wanting to get a full view of her in that outfit.

With a charming smile, Morganna did as he asked, twirling gracefully before him. Rowan's eyes trailed down, fixing on her enticing ass. The material of the dress clung to her round, juicy cheeks, and every subtle movement she made caused them to jiggle in a way that was nothing short of enticing.

Rowan felt a rush of desire surge through him, he could feel his dick coming to life in his pants. He couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt towards Morganna, especially now that she was dressed in a way that highlighted her sexyness.

Without resisting the temptation any longer, he approached her and with a playful but firm motion, he gave Morganna's round ass a slap. The material of her dress muffled the sound, but it elicited a delightful reaction from her. She let out a sultry moan, her lips curling into a seductive smile.

Feeling the softness of her rear, Rowan couldn't help but appreciate the sensation. He continued to massage it gently, his fingers tracing the contours of those curves.

"I still had some things to do," Rowan said, "but they can wait until tomorrow. For now, let's find a place where you can show me what you know."

"I'm ready to serve you, master," she replied promptly.

As they exited the tent, it was nearing the end of the day, and Rowan was eager to put Morganna's skills to the test. They walked through the bustling square of the small town and quickly found the location of an inn.

After a brief stroll through Fayford's streets they found it. They entered the establishment and quickly arranged for a room. The innkeeper, a plump woman with a friendly smile, handed him a key with a welcoming nod.

With the room key in hand, Rowan and Morganna ascended the creaking wooden staircase. They reached their room, and Rowan unlocked the door. As they entered, the cozy interior greeted them with a comfortable bed, a small table, and a window overlooking the town below.

Rowan turned to Morganna with a playful grin. "Well, Morganna, this is our home for the night. I'm curious to see your skills in action. How about you whip up something delicious for me? Show me what you can do."

"Of course, master." Morganna's eyes sparkled with luxury as she nodded. "I'll prepare a meal that will leave you drooling more."

Rowan was quick to undress, he casually discarded his clothes onto the room's wooden floor. He felt a sense of anticipation building within him as he prepared for the evening ahead.

Morganna's gaze traveled down his well-defined body. "What a man," she purred. Her eyes lingered on Rowan's semi-erect cock. "Oww, you are quite hung."

Not one to keep him waiting, Morganna slowly began to remove her own clothes. With deliberate grace, she lifted her tight skirt, revealing her shapely ass cheeks. As she continued to raise her skirt, she skillfully removed her tail from a specially designed hole in the fabric, created to accommodate it.

Rowan's gaze was fixated on the sight before him. He couldn't help but notice the tiny thong nestled between her ample ass cheeks. The anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down his cock, causing it to get fully erect.

Meanwhile, Morganna's dexterous fingers moved to unbutton her corset. Soon, she allowed the garment to fall away, freeing her perky breasts. She hadn't worn a bra, and her rosy nipples stood proudly, fully exposed to Rowan's hungry gaze.

With the corset removed, Morganna lifted the skirt over her head and let it drop to the floor. She now stood before Rowan in nothing but a lacy thong.

"This dish looks delicious," Rowan remarked. "But will it taste like it looks?"

"To find out, you'll have to devour it," Morganna provocatively replied.

Rowan wasted no time. He approached her, his strong hands gripping her waist as he pulled her closer to him. His stiff cock pressed against her lower abdomen.

"It's as hard as a rock," Morganna teased, her lips curling into a playful smile. Rowan's eyes remained fixated on her inviting mouth.

"It's time to feast," he declared. Due to their height difference, Rowan had to lean in to kiss her.

Their mouths met passionately as Rowan's tongue slid into Morganna's mouth. She welcomed him eagerly, their tongues intertwining. His hands descended to her luscious ass, squeezing it firmly, causing her to gasp into his mouth. Rowan's fingers spread, gripping her ass cheeks tightly and pulling her against him, parting her soft cheeks.

Morganna moaned into his mouth again, and as if seeking to reciprocate, she slid her hand between their bodies, brushing her fingertips against the head of his throbbing cock. Rowan let out a soft groan as she wrapped her delicate fingers around him.

Rowan's desire burned hot as he began to move his hips, grinding his throbbing cock against Morganna's soft body. The friction sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan of satisfaction.

She could feel his growing urgency, and with a seductive smile, she whispered, "Take it slow, my master, we have all night."

With a seductive smile, she took his hand and guided him toward the bed, where he sat down. She knelt between his legs, her gaze locked with his as she whispered, "Let's begin with the entrance."

Morganna reached out and took his impressive cock in her hand, her fingers stroking it gently. She moistened his length with her tongue, making it glisten with her saliva. Rowan let out a low moan as her warm, wet mouth enveloped him.

With the tip of his cock between her lips, Morganna began to suck and tease, using her tongue to wrap around it. She pleasured him expertly, her tongue flicking over the tip while her fingers skillfully caressed his balls.

Rowan's body arched with pleasure, and his fingers instinctively tangled in her hair as he pushed her away.

"You sure know what to do," Rowan said as he stood up. "But I can't wait anymore. Put your hands on the bed and spread your legs."

Morganna followed his command promptly, standing up and leaning forward with her hands on the bed, arching her ass in his direction. Her furry tail was initially between her legs, but she lifted it slowly, granting Rowan an unobstructed view between her legs.

Placing both hands on her round ass, he parted her ass-cheeks, revealing the sight of her black lace thong. The thin fabric was already damp, clinging tightly to her skin and barely covering her pussy.

Kneeling down, Rowan pulled the thong to the side, exposing a completely smooth hairless pussy.

"This pussy-meat looks delicious," he remarked.

Leaning in, he extended his tongue and took a long lick of her slippery slit, savoring her taste. Morganna moaned and asked, "Did you like it?"

"You can bet I did," Rowan replied, standing up with a lustful grin.

He couldn't resist the urge to tease Morganna further and gave her ass two firm spanks with his cock, causing some ripples in her soft flesh.

"From the way that tail of yours is swaying side to side, it seems like you're quite eager, aren't you?" he teased.

"Maybe," Morganna responded as she arched her back, inviting him further.

Taking his time to savor the moment, Rowan slowly rubbed the head of his cock along her slippery slit, teasing her. Her wetness coated him, and he could feel her warmth. When he finally positioned himself at Morganna's entrance, with one smooth motion, he slid his hard, throbbing cock entirely inside her.

"Ahn," she gasped, her inner walls contracting around his length in response.

Rowan held onto her waist firmly as he savored the sensation of her warm, tight core enveloping him entirely. He began to move with slow thrusts that delved deep into her, drawing out her breathless moans.

Taking a brief pause, he withdrew from her and briefly admired the sight of her dripping pussy. The glistening fluids adorned her voluptuous thighs.

With his cock pulsating, Rowan scooped Morganna into his arms and laid her on her back on the bed. He tugged at the straps of her thong, pulling it down her luscious thighs and tossing it to the floor. Climbing onto the bed, he spread her legs wide as he knelt between them.

She smiled at him seductively and used her hands to open her soaked lips, fully exposing her pink pussy.

"You are soaking wet," he remarked, letting his stiff cock brush against her clit before lowering it and thrusting it back inside her.

"This feels amazingly..." Morganna moaned as he started moving his hips. "Thrust harder deep inside me."

Stimulated by her words, Rowan's movements intensified. He pulled back until just the tip remained inside her and then thrust deep and hard, his eyes drawn to her bouncing breasts. As Morganna moaned louder, she placed her hands on Rowan's abdomen, further exciting him.

Amidst the pleasure, Rowan leaned and kissed her neck, trailing down until he reached her breasts. After a moment of gentle teasing, he seized her breasts firmly, sucking them hungrily. Morganna moaned as her fingers tangled in his hair as she seemed to savor the sensations coursing through her.

Rowan continued the passionate rhythm for a while, suddenly, he hugged her tightly and thrust his hips impetuously.

"Uhn," she moaned louder, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside her.

The echoes of her lustful cries spurred Rowan on, and in a moment of sheer bliss, he released his load inside her.

"Ohh... You are really amazing," he praised, still connected to Morganna.

"Should I say thank you?" She responded with a captivating smile, spreading her legs to release his waist.

As he turned to lie on his back beside her, he gazed at his hard cock, glistening with the essence of their juices. But soon, Rowan's attention shifted to Morganna's stunning face, and his eyes met her gaze.

Driven by an irresistible urge, he gently caressed her head, his hand venturing until her soft and fluffy ears. His touch continued, and his eyes were drawn to her ruby-colored lips, longing to taste their sweetness. But before he could make a move, she took the initiative, capturing his lips.

Her tongue attacked his mouth with fervor, exploring his lips. He pulled her close, pressing her breasts against his chest, and kissed her fervently.

As their passionate kiss deepened, Rowan's excitement surged once more. He couldn't resist reaching out to caress Morganna's soft and supple ass, his hand exploring her curves. Morganna, equally aroused, ran her hand down his belly to between his legs and teasingly remarked, "This one here looks very excited."

Rowan gave her ass a firm squeeze and replied, "Having a woman like you in my arms, it's impossible for him not to get excited."

"Then I must reward him for being a good boy," Morganna purred with a slight smile.