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Stank and his men arrived at Murk Kingdom deep in the night. Andy was slung upside down over the back of Stank's horse, completely covered by a dirty sack.
Since they had to continue on foot from there, they first stopped at the stables to leave their horses. Gunther roughly pulled Andy off the horse and threw him over his broad shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
After leaving the stables, Stank and his group headed toward Temptation Alley in the North Zone of the kingdom. When they arrived, they entered the Crimson Rose Tavern. The place was dimly lit and almost empty due to the late hour, with only a bored steward behind the counter and several armed men standing guard in front of a mysterious wooden door at the back.
Stank approached the steward with his group following close behind.
"I apologize for the late hour," Stank said, his tone surprisingly polite, "but we carry a valuable piece of merchandise. We'd like to present it to Madam Roxanne as soon as possible."
The steward nodded politely and replied, "You may enter, Mr. Stank. But I must ask that you keep your noise to a minimum; there are esteemed customers present."
"Don't you worry," Stank replied, "we'll keep the beast quiet."
At a simple hand gesture from the steward, the armed men guarding the mysterious wooden door stepped aside, allowing Stank and his group to pass through. Andy remained unconscious, still tied inside the dirty bag.
Stank and his men pushed through the wooden door and descended a narrow staircase into the deepest, darkest part of the building. With confident steps, they moved down the worn wooden stairs until they reached another heavy door at the bottom.
Upon entering the room, they were greeted by a woman perched seductively on the edge of a large desk. Her long jet-black hair cascaded down her back like midnight silk. Her striking greenish-blue eyes gleamed with predatory hunger in the dim light.
She wore a tight black dress that barely contained her exaggerated hourglass figure. Her monstrously huge tits strained violently against the fabric, round, heavy and spilling out of the deep plunging neckline, her stiff nipples clearly poking through the thin material. Her hips flared out dramatically, and her colossal, fat ass was so massive that it overflowed the edge of the desk, the thick cheeks quivering with every small movement, radiating pure, untamed lust.
When she saw the three men standing before her, she lifted her gaze from her papers. Recognizing them, a faint smile played on her seductive red lips as she spoke in a soft, melodic voice, "Oh, Stank... have you brought me a new toy?"
"Yes, Madam Roxanne. An 'Alien', found just this morning in the Wahangu Forest," Stank replied.
"Really?" Roxanne's eyes lit up, her composure momentarily slipping. "It's been fifteen years since the last one crossed my path. Let me see him."
Gunther pulled Andy roughly out of the dirty bag and held him up so Roxanne could see him clearly.
Roxanne's greenish-blue eyes widened slightly as she looked Andy up and down. A slow, predatory smile spread across her lips.
"Oh my… he's very handsome," she purred, her voice smooth and sultry. "And that modern clothing… there's no doubt about it. He's an alien."
Roxanne was the owner of the Crimson Rose Tavern, which served as a front for the largest and most exclusive male brothel in the kingdom — the famous Brothel of Lust. Beyond her business, she held immense power and influence within the Merchant's Guild, to the point that even King Alvin himself had to be careful not to cross her.
"Mmmm..." Andy groaned, his consciousness slowly drifting back to the surface.
"Oh, it seems our guest is returning to us," Roxanne remarked, her eyes gleaming with predatory excitement.
After ten hours of forced slumber, Andy's eyes snapped open. As the fog cleared, the horror of his situation hit him like a physical blow.
"Aaah!!!" he let out a strangled cry of panic. "What's happening?! Where the hell am I?!" He thrashed wildly, trying to break the restraints on his arms and legs, but it was useless; the ropes were tight, biting deep into his skin.
Roxanne rose slowly from her seat. As she walked toward Andy, her monstrously huge tits bounced heavily with every step, straining against the tight black dress. Her enormous, fat ass swayed seductively from side to side, the thick cheeks jiggling hypnotically.
Gunther and the young hunter couldn't help but stare, their eyes glued to her massive bouncing breasts and wobbling ass, clearly getting excited.
Roxanne knelt gracefully in front of Andy, who was still sprawled conscious on the floor. Her long black hair cascaded down as she leaned forward, giving them an even better view of her deep cleavage.
"You are in the Brothel of Lust, your new home," she said with a seductive smile. "Here, 'defective' men like you are nothing more than sex toys for powerful women to use and fuck however they please. I am Roxanne, the owner of this brothel… and quite possibly your new owner."
Still disoriented, Andy spat out, "What the hell are you talking about, you old whore?"
Roxanne didn't say a single word. She simply stood up with a calm, confident expression, completely ignoring Andy's crude insult. Without even smiling, she turned and walked back to her desk, her massive tits bouncing heavily and her enormous ass swaying seductively with each step.
"Bring him to my desk," she ordered coolly. "I want to make a brief record of him."
Gunther grabbed Andy by the arm, yanked him up roughly and dragged him over to Roxanne's desk. Andy was now fully conscious, still dazed and furious.
Andy opened his eyes wide, looking around in shock. The place looked like a luxurious reception area, spacious like a grand vestibule. Soft torchlight illuminated the room, cutting through the underground darkness. The air was thick with the strong, sweet scent of female perfume that mixed with the cold, humid atmosphere.
Roxanne pulled out a sheet of beige paper from a drawer and picked up a stained quill pen with blue ink. She turned her gaze toward Andy, her eyes gleaming with interest.
"Well, Mr. Alien," she said with a calm but commanding tone, "I'm going to ask you a few questions. I hope you're prepared to answer them."
"Name and surname?" Roxanne asked, her quill hovering over the paper.
"A-Andy Collins," he answered nervously.
"Age?"
"Twenty-six."
Roxanne's lips curved into a wicked smile.
"Oh, a young one… Perfect. The old ladies are going to devour you alive, hehehe," she laughed softly, clearly amused at the thought.
Andy struggled silently against the ropes, cursing himself for not having brought his Glock. Using all his strength, he managed to loosen one knot with his feet and finally slipped free of the bindings. However, he quickly pretended he was still tied up, keeping his hands behind his back.
For now, all he could do was wait for the right moment to escape without being noticed.
"Well, we're done," Roxanne said, finishing her writing. "Now the maids Theresa and Robin are coming to get you for a physical examination. They say aliens have a much stronger libido," she added with a mischievous smile.
At that moment, two women dressed as maids emerged from a side doorway.
Robin stepped forward first. She had short black hair neatly framing her face, crowned with a delicate diadem. Her striking purple eyes had a calm, almost expressionless look.
Her medieval maiden outfit clung tightly to her body, the corset squeezing and pushing up her enormous, heavy breasts, making them bulge obscenely and creating a deep, overflowing cleavage. Her colossal, plush ass swayed heavily with every step, the massive round cheeks jiggling noticeably under the short ruffled skirt, barely contained by the thin fabric.
Theresa followed right behind her. She had long, golden hair cascading down her back like molten sunshine, shimmering with every step. Her deep red eyes sparkled with clear mischievous hunger and raw lust.
Just like Robin, she wore the classic black and white medieval maid outfit. In one hand she held a thick metal collar. The tight corset was struggling to contain her enormous, lush breasts, which heaved and spilled heavily over the low neckline, her stiff nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. Her colossal, round ass jiggled and bounced seductively with every step, the massive cheeks barely covered by the short ruffled skirt, drawing hungry eyes with every sway.
Both exuded an aura of raw, magnetic sensuality; their movements flowed with effortless grace, a captivating dance of feminine allure. They were far more than mere maids—servants of desire, their curvy, soft bodies devoted to fulfilling their Madam's every command with an intoxicating blend of obedience and seduction.
"Robin and Theresa," Roxanne ordered, "take this man to the physical examination room."
"Yes, Madam," Robin and Theresa answered in perfect unison.
Goddammit… I have to get out of this fucking place, Andy thought desperately.
He pushed himself up from the floor, arms still tied behind his back, and bolted toward the door with his legs. To his surprise, no one moved to stop him. Everyone simply stood still, staring at him in silence.
"Where do you think you're going, youngster?" Roxanne's calm voice echoed behind him.
Feeling intense pressure pushing him down, Andy crumbled and fell to the ground with a deaf blow. A sharp pain passed through his body as he felt as if some of his bones were breaking under pressure.
"Ughhhhh...! What's going on?!" cried Andy, confused and stunned by the situation.
"Are you wondering what's going on, youngster?" said Roxanne.
Suddenly, an intense pressure slammed down on Andy's body. His knees buckled instantly and he crashed hard onto the floor with a dull thud. A sharp, crushing pain shot through his bones, as if they were about to snap.
"Ughhhhh…! What the hell is going on?!" Andy cried out, confused and in agony.
"Are you wondering what's going on, youngster?" Roxanne asked mockingly.
A violet light glowed from her hand. She rose from her chair and walked over to him. Grabbing a fistful of his hair, she yanked his head up forcefully so he had to look her in the eyes.
"My ability — one that very few possess — is the control of gravity," she said in a low, threatening tone. "Remember this: if you try to escape again, your body will feel ten times heavier."
"Ugh…!" Andy groaned in pain, barely able to breathe.
Roxanne released her gravity control. Andy's body went limp; he could barely move or feel his limbs. He could only glare up at her with pure hatred while shaking his head weakly.
Roxanne smiled sadistically.
"Theresa, the necklace," she ordered.
"Here you go, Madam," replied the blonde maid, handing over a metal collar.
Roxanne immediately fastened the necklace around Andy's neck.
"Now take this man to the physical examination room," she commanded. "And if he rebels… you are free to hit him."
"Yes, Madam Roxanne," Robin and Theresa answered in perfect unison.