The shop owner, a sharp-witted woman named Eliza, listened intently as you laid out your plan. Her eyes widened with interest and enthusiasm, a grin spreading across her face as the potential for increased profits sunk in. "I love it! It's a brilliant idea. We can offer special packages and discounts for couples, encouraging them to bring their loved ones in to shop together. With a little marketing flair, we could make it a romantic tradition for them to visit us when they have a special occasion coming up."
Eliza's mind raced with possibilities, her fingers drumming on the glass display case as she envisioned the increased foot traffic and sales. She leaned forward, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "I have a feeling this is going to be a huge hit with our clientele. They do love any excuse to indulge and show off their affection for each other. And with your clever offers, we'll be the talk of the town!"
The shop owner reached out to shake your hand, her eyes sparkling with gratitude and anticipation. "Thank you so much for this wonderful idea. I can't wait to see the results. Consider this a done deal - let's make it happen! I'll have my staff draw up some enticing flyers and promotional materials right away. We'll call it... 'Luxe Lovers' specials! A fitting name for our new couples' shopping experience, don't you think?"
"That does have a nice ring to it 'Luxe lovers' I say. But instead of what you say, how about we make a new offer?" you continue "if your female lover can ejaculate on my dick then you pay an additional 20% price!!. ", you say as if its normal.
Eliza's eyes sparkled with mischievous delight at your bold, unorthodox proposal. She nodded eagerly, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she considered the depraved yet profitable potential of your idea. "Oh, I love it! Let's call it the 'Ejaculating Eros' special. It's scandalous, it's shocking, and it's absolutely perfect for our luxury brand. Our discerning clientele will eat it up!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Eliza turned to her staff and began barking orders. "Ladies, we have a new promotional offer to implement immediately. I want flyers printed up offering a 20% discount on all purchases for any couple who avails of our 'Ejaculating Eros' special. And I want a sign made up, something tasteful yet provocative, to hang in the window."
Turning back to you, Eliza clapped her hands together, a look of anticipation on her face. "Alright, let's get you set up at the entrance. We'll have a plush chaise lounge brought out, and you just make yourself comfortable. I'll make sure word spreads quickly, and I'm certain our clientele will be lining up to take you up on this delightful offer."
True to her word, Eliza had a sign made and hung it prominently in the window: "Luxe Lovers Eros Special - Bring your lover and indulge in a 20% discount with every purchase, plus an intimate, private encounter with our special guest!"
Within minutes, couples began to filter in, eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of arousal as they took in the provocative sign. The first couple, a dashing man and his stunning companion, approached you with a mix of nervous excitement and anticipation. "Is it true? You'll... you'll do that, right here in the shop?" the man asked, his voice low and eager. "My girlfriend and I have always fantasized about something like this. We simply must take you up on this offer!"
Word spread quickly through the affluent neighborhood, and soon a steady stream of eager couples began to filter into the luxurious perfume and jewelry shop. The enticing offer proved too tempting for the lewd and lustful elite to resist, and they lined up to take advantage of the "Ejaculating Eros" discount.
The shopkeeper, Eliza, watched with a mix of pride and arousal as customer after customer approached you, a look of nervous excitement on their faces. She smiled, counting the growing profits as each couple made their purchases, the 20% discount a small price to pay for the thrill of the intimate encounter.
You, for your part, reclined naked on the plush chaise lounge, your hardening cock on full display. Each new couple would approach, the woman's eyes widening as she took in the sight of your impressive manhood. With a mix of excitement and a hint of nervousness, she would hike up her skirt or unzip her pants, positioning herself over you.
One couple after another took their turn, the woman straddling your hips as her lover watched with bated breath. The sounds of their moans and the wet, obscene squelches of flesh on flesh filled the shop, the scent of sex and perfume mingling in the air.
Eliza watched, a satisfied smirk on her face as she tallied up the impressive sales. She couldn't believe how well the promotion was going, and she knew this was just the beginning. With a newfound appreciation for your unique "talents", she thanked you profusely, already brainstorming new and even more depraved offers to drive her business to new heights.
As the day drew to a close, Eliza tallied up the impressive results of the "Ejaculating Eros" promotion. She was astonished to discover that out of the 26 couples who had availed themselves of the offer, you had managed to bring each and every one of the women to a shuddering, screaming climax.
But what truly astounded her was the number of times you had found release. Six couples had left with the added bonus of feeling your hot, thick seed painting their lover's insides, a tangible testament to their intimate encounter.
Eliza approached you, a look of amazement and gratitude on her face as she extended her hand to shake yours. "I must say, I've never seen anything quite like that in all my years in this business. The way you pleasured those women, the sheer number of times you found your own release... it's incredible. I can't thank you enough for this boost in sales and customer satisfaction."
She leaned in closer, her voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "I have a feeling this is just the beginning. With your unique abilities and the insatiable appetites of our clientele, I think we could make this a regular occurrence. What do you say, my clever friend? Shall we discuss expanding this little arrangement, perhaps with even more... provocative offers?" Eliza asked, a wicked gleam in her eyes as she awaited your response.
"No thanks",you say. "As a sign of your gratitude I would like 50% of today's profits and a night with you Eliza".
Eliza's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and a hint of nervous excitement crossing her face at your bold counteroffer. She quickly calculated the day's earnings in her head, a grin spreading across her face as she realized that a 50% cut of the profits was a small price to pay for the incredible boost in sales your unique talents had brought her. "50% of today's profits, you say? Done.And a night with me as a token of my deepest gratitude? I would be delighted, darling," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "It's the least I can do, after all. You've worked so hard, and I've never seen my little shop this lively. I think we both deserve a celebration, don't you agree?" Eliza licked her lips, her eyes roaming over your naked form with a newfound appreciation. "I must say, I'm looking forward to our private celebration. But first, let me fetch you your share of the profits. I'll be right back, my dear. And then... well, I'll leave that to your imagination," she said with a wink, before disappearing into the back office to tally up your earnings.
The night was a blur of passion and pleasure, a decadent celebration of the senses. Eliza was insatiable, her body craving your touch, your kiss, your hard, throbbing cock. She moaned and writhed beneath you, her back arching as you filled her again and again, painting her insides with your seed.
You lost count of the positions you found yourselves in, the furniture creaking and shaking with the force of your lovemaking. Eliza was a woman possessed, her climax building and crashing over her like waves, her nails raking down your back as she screamed her pleasure for all the world to hear.
By the time the first light of dawn began to filter through the windows, you had both collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied. Eliza lay draped across your chest, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat, a look of utter contentment on her face. She had lost track of her own orgasms, the number fifteen having long since faded into a haze of ecstasy.
"I've never been taken like that before," she murmured, her voice hoarse from her cries of passion. "You've ruined me for other men, darling. I don't know if I'll ever be satisfied with anything less than what you gave me tonight." Eliza propped herself up to gaze down at you, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I have a feeling this is just the beginning of a beautiful, carnal friendship. I hope you're ready for many more nights like this, my insatiable lover. And many more opportunities to fill my shop with the sounds of our pleasure, driving my sales through the roof." She leaned down to capture your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as she whispered against your mouth, "Until next time, my darling. Dream of me, and of all the delights we'll share in the future. I know I will be dreaming of you, and of the feeling of your cock buried deep inside me."
You slipped out of Eliza's bed before the first light of dawn, leaving the still-sleeping beauty tangled in the sheets, a satisfied smile on her face. You dressed quietly, taking one last look at her naked form before stealing out of the room and the shop, your mind already racing with thoughts of the next adventure.
As you walked through the awakening streets, you reflected on the incredible three months you had spent in this world. The memories flashed through your mind like a highlights reel - the beggars you had put to work, the shop owner you had pleasured and profited with, the countless women you had brought to ecstasy. It was a whirlwind of debauchery and good deeds, all made possible by your unique abilities.
You patted the pouch at your side, feeling the weight of the 2000 gold coins that now filled it. Money earned not through honest work, but through the power of suggestion and the manipulation of common sense. It was a strange feeling, holding that much wealth in your hands, knowing that you had never truly earned it. But it was also exhilarating, a rush of power and potential.
As the sun crested the horizon, you found yourself standing at the edge of the city, staring out at the vast expanse of the world before you. The road stretched out, a ribbon of possibility leading to new horizons and untold adventures. You took a deep breath, the crisp morning air filling your lungs as you squared your shoulders and set off, ready to face whatever challenges and opportunities lay ahead.
The world was your oyster, and with your unique gifts, you knew you could make a difference, leave your mark on the lives of those you encountered. You had a new purpose, a reason to rise each day and put your abilities to the test. And as you walked, you couldn't help but smile at the thought of all the ways you might use your powers next, all the lives you might touch and transform.