The Pink Maid >Reivvyn and Ulganna<

[SkinBroker]

School could not have possibly gotten out quicker for Anisa, even considering she skipped all the graduation festivities entirely. Today was a special day for her, though not due to her leaving high school, not at all. It just so happened that her birthday was on the same day as her last day of school, which meant she was eighteen. The moment the bell rang, she was off like a bolt, ready to take the next step in her life. The dark skinned teen didn't go home, she didn't even stop to change out of her school uniform. No instead she headed downtown on the subway. The whole way her knees shook with anticipation, her fingers absent mindedly thumping against whatever surface happened to be nearby at the time. She was running a little late to her appointment when she recieved a phone call.

"Hello?" She answered her smartphone hastily while leaving the subway. She was in the business district now, half-running down the crowded streets.

"Good afternoon. Anisa? I'm the concierge of the Pink Maid. How are you today?" Anisa swore under her breath.

"Oh! Hello! I'm wonderful thank you! I'm so sorry for being late. School just got out but I'm almost there!" She was glad that she'd put so much energy into her gymnastics, otherwise she'd be very out of breath at this point.

"That is good news! We were worried you'd gotten cold feet. Not to worry young miss. We have been looking forward to meeting you since we first read your application! Alright then. I won't distract you further. Take your time and we shall see you shortly!" Anisa responded and let the concierge hang up, then picked up the pace. In just a few short minutes, she was standing outside the lavish-looking exterior to the most popular....and notorious, brothel in New York. The dark skinned teen pushed open the doors and signed in, taking a moment in the bathroom after to dab off her skin. It didn't help much, she was sweating considerably. She really shouldn't have run so hard. But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but today. Before she headed back out to the lobby to wait for her interview she looked herself in the mirror and smiled, sticking out her tongue.

"This is it Annie. No turning back now!" She made a cat paw with her hand and scratched playfully at the air. "Knock em' dead!"

 

[Reivvyn]

The Pink Maid got its reputation from the fact that it played every end of the spectrum. It catered to all sorts from the dirt-bag husband and dead-beat dad blowing his child support money so he could blow his wad in or on some cheep floozy, to a more respectable buisness woman looking for a handsome or sexy piece of arm candy to bring to a galla event only to take them home to finish the night off right. As Anisa waited for her call she noticed the arrey of patrons being serviced. Men and women of both human and monster kind servicing other men and women of also human and monster kind. Though the female human-to-monster ratio was a bit off making the dark skinned girl quite the commodity. Hence The Pink Maid's large interest in her.

In her office Madam Cerrah Kerrigan, the owner of The Pink Maid was in her office finishing up another 'interview.' The woman hissed with pleasure as her climax was reached. A good, thick, creamy gallon of her cum gushed out of her thick, meaty shecock. The girl before her lay writhing in extacy as the Mistress' load poured from her ravished pussy and spattered her body. "Mmmm very good dear. The Human men seem to really enjoy a girl with cat ears and tails." Madam Kerrigan said smiling widely as she cleaned herself up handing the cat-girl a towel to do the same. She handed her a card and said, "Take this down to Sub-Basment 3 and look for Neerah. She'll get you situated." With that the ravished girl thanked the mistress and hurried down stairs as quickly as her shaky legs could take her. The scaley, demonic looking woman sat in her large desk chair and took a sip of some brandy before pushing her intercom. "Send in my next appointment." She announced putting her bare, clawed feet up on the desk.

"Madam Cerrah Kerrigan is ready for you sweetie, take the elevator to the top floor that will take you to her office." The concierge told the eager young girl. "And good idea wearing a costume. The Madam loves girls who like to cosplay for their clients." She smiled

(Kerrigan)
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