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Marcel looked calmly around the small building that he had come to own. A little place, three rooms, including a kitchen in the back. The place had required some cleaning up, and wasn't the most impressive looking, but it was a start.

It was also to be the young man's new brothel.

He had been surprised when he received the letter in the mail. Apparently one of his great uncles owned it, and had left it to the young man in the will. His parents or other relatives apparently didn't care to run the place. Now, Marcel as in charge of running at as he saw fit. The will had also detailed that a slave trader would be coming around shortly to offer him his first working girl. Needless to say, the man was nervous. He never considered himself a ladies man, and now he was to be a full time pimp.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his coat. If he was to be a pimp, he may as well look good. The slaver should be here shortly. Moving over to the desk he had set up in the brothel's 'foyer', he sat down, awaiting their arrival.
 
The slaver soon entered, four girls alongside him. Three were calm and collected, two wearing only shackles, the other free. The last was chained to the slaver's belt, a Northern Sergal with her hands and tail chained behind her, a muzzle over her maw. "Alright boy, these girls are three of the easier trainees."

First we have Jewella, this lovely little ruby slime. Her kind live off cum and the like, so she won't mind much working her. That's why she's not shackled. Sadly, teaching her anything at all will have to be done while you're balls deep in her. They only have enough focus to learn while they're being fucked."

"The second one here is Sunna, she's a nice little Moth Girl." he pulled something from the dusty blue-skinned girl's back, silvery wings spreading behind her. "She won't be tough, their kind are easily broken. Smart as hell, quiet too, but too fragile for some types of Johns."

"This third one here is dangerous." He nodded to the last girl, a fox-woman with green and white fur and nine swaying tails. "She's got bracelets under her shackles...Do not remove them. They limit her magic to healing only. Kitsune are intelligent and willful, but they can be broken."

"The choice is your's." He grinned, the Sergal beside him snarling.
 
Marcel blinked, looking at the three girls with the slaver. He really hadn't expected this. Since he was starting out, he figured the fox girl wasn't a good choice. Maybe once he gained some more experience with working with them. That of course left the moth girl and the ruby slime.

Both girls seemed nice, but he knew he'd have to pick one, and both had their faults. In the end though, he had to pick the one who would work best for starters. "I think I'll take Jewella. She'd probably be the best choice, a bit more durable and easy to work with."
 
He nodded, letting her walk over to him. "Alright. Well, your uncle paid for one, and paid me to hold the other two. They're paid till the end of the month. I'll be back then, you can have them if can pay for them. 2500 gold for the pair." He left, almost dragging the Sergal as the other two followed.

Jewella slid over to him, her lower body an undulating pool. "Hello master. I'm so happy to be living here." She bowed, smiling.
 
Marcel nodded in complete understanding. "Hopefully I'll have the money by then."

And the experience.

As the slaver left, he turned to Jewlla, giving her a warm smile and a bow. "A pleasure to meet you
Come, let me show you to your room." He reached out to take her hand, noting the gel-like texture and guided the ruby slime to the room. The place was rather bare, with a small side table and a bed for her. Though now that he thought about it, do slimed even sleep on beds?

"Once we start eating some money, I'll be able to make the room look nicer for you. Tell me, is there anything you needed? I mean apart from cum?"
 
"Hmm, not really master. I would prefer a tub to sleep in so I can relax fully fluid. I'm not trained in sex, but I can keep the place clean by absorbing any dirty mess on the floors." She smiled, looking up at him.
 
Marvel nodded, making a mental note to replace the bed with a tub once they had the money. The lack of knowledge about sex concerned him somewhat."But, the slaver said you fed on cum, correct? Dn't you have sex in order to get to it?" It seemed obvious really. Then again, maybe they simply fed her cum without her having to get it herself. Marcel decided to put that to the test.

"Ok, I want you to show me. How do you feed?"
 
She lowered herself, tugging down his pants. She slowly wrapped her smooth hand around him, stroking him. "As you wish, master."
 
Marcel let out a shiver and a soft moan, feeling her cool, smooth hand around his member, which quickly hardened in her grasp. Ok, this girl definitely had handjobs down. He stood there, watching her, waiting to see what she would do next. Since she was a slime, Marcel figured that she didn't have to worry about sticking it into a hole. Pretty much her entire body could be used as a sex organ.
 
She placed her palm to the head of his cock, pushing her palm down to his crotch, a tight passage forming around him. "I don't know where your women do this. This is just the fastest way to feed." She smiled, slowly moving her arm.
 
Marcel moaned as her hand moved, taking in his cock and beginning to fuck it like it was a pussy all in its own right. "Well," he moaned, bending down and reaching out to her, "Human women either use their mouths," his fingers touched their lips, " Their pussy, ass, or tits," he pointed to each of the separate parts in turn as he spoke. "However, since you're a slime, you're really capable of doing it anywhere. So, he'll, get creative. Have fun." He gave her a warm smile.
 
"I suppose so Master, though if you'll provide pictures, I can mold them so I'm not a blank expanse down there." She smiled, pulling her hand back, looking up at him, her lips molding to match his, but with a femenine tilt. She opened her new maw, a long tongue snaking out and wrapping around his cock, slowly taking him down her throat. "Of course, I can talk even like this, and if anybody wants a male escort instead, my gender is as fluid and my form."
 
Marcel let out a low moan as she took his cock into his mouth. While it didn't really feel any different to how her hand felt, it was still somewhat more erotic to see her taking him in and looking up at her like she was. "I-I'll definitely remember that." He made a mental note to acquire some porno magazines to show her, so she had a point of reference. Thankfully he really didn't need to show her any male picture, since she could just as easily use his cock as a template. He reached down,cstroking the slime's red, slimy hair, gently moving hips hips against her face.
 
"You don't need to be so gentle Master. As long as I'm prepared and can make myself more solid, you can use me as hard as you want. I can't get bruised and sore like normal girls." She smiled, bobbing rapidly, creating a light suction on his cock.
 
The new pimp moaned loadly, gripping the slime's hair and pumping rapidly down her 'throat'. A small idea crossed his mind. "Mmm, show me what kind of cock you can give yourself."
 
"I haven't seen many." She let him thrust, growing a copy of his cock between her legs. "I can make it larger if you like though."
 
Marcel wasn't interested in the size. In reality, he wanted to test a little something. He reached down, wrapping his fingers around her shaft and began pumping. He wanted to see her response.
 
She merely bobbed faster. "Ahh, Master, I don't feel like a human...I feel sensations through you. I can feel pleasure only by giving it."
 
"Mmm, fair enough. Just thought I'd try it at least." He gave a low moan as his cock pulsed and throbbed inside her mouth. Precum leaked into her maw, a preview of her reward for bringing her master to orgasm. He thrust his hips harder in time with her bobbing.
 
She sucked harder, moaning and bobbin quickly. "Mm, please fill my throat with fresh seed master." She smiled, looking up at him.
 
Marcel gripped her head, forcing his cock all the way inside her. Letting out a loud moan, he squirted his seed, hot and thick, into the ruby slime. He panted heavily as he looked down at her. He could see his seed floating amidst the red.
 
She moaned, her body shivering as she sucked down his cum. It slowly dispersed, and she formed legs to stand up. "Mmm, thank you master." She smiled.
 
Marcel smiled warmly as he tried to calm himself. "You're very welcome." He stroked her hair, before gently helping her up. "I think you'll do wonderfully here."

After their meeting, Marcel had gone and purchased numerous pornographic magazines to act as 'educational material' for his new prostitute. After cleaning up the place, he opened up the brothel, allowing customers to sample Jewella's delight. Of course, Marcel was keeping a close eye on the customers, making sure they weren't untoward to her. Even though she was a slime and thus resilient, she still deserved to be treated with respect.

[Time skip to a week after their initial meeting. The brothel's open for business. You're free to decide how Jewella did on her first day]
 
Jewella laid back on the small bed in her room, flicking through a porn magaine,trying on new sets of breasts, settling on a modest one. "Hmm, Master said he'd open the place today." She smiled, forming herself a tight pussy and ass. "I hope I do well for him."
 
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