The Velvet Abyss (Patreon)

These characters are inspired by the artist Cherry-Gig.

Sinafay:

Selene:

Lilith:

Arwen:

Elowen:

Sinafay stood behind the polished oak counter in her private alcove just off the main lounge area. The elegant drow-like elf had pale blue skin that seemed to glow softly under the warm lantern light. Her silver-white hair was pulled into a neat bun, and her black-rimmed glasses gave her sharp, intelligent features an air of refined authority. She wore a fitted black dress that hugged her slender yet curvaceous figure. 

She turned the page of the open ledger slowly, tracing her finger down the list of bookings for the night. Evening had settled fully over the Velvet Abyss. The brothel already hummed with low conversation, clinking glasses, and the occasional breathy moan drifting from the upper chambers. 

A plump merchant guild master waited patiently in room three for Elowen. Two adventurers had booked the group suite with Larissa. A quiet, holy priest of the church occupied Selene’s chamber after paying extra for discretion. 

Sinafay made a neat note beside the old man’s name. Reservations were strong this week, giving her a good sense of satisfaction. 

From where she sat, she watched several of the girls escort their customers back toward the lounge exit. Awren, the golden-haired high elf with her beautiful, curvy figure, was wearing a simple yet alluring sheer nightgown that left nothing to the imagination, gliding past with a flushed adventurer in hand. Her full breasts and wide hips moved with grace as she whispered something teasing that made the man stumble. She sent him off with a lingering kiss and playful swat. 

Nearby, Elowen helped a satisfied knight to the door. The dark-skinned elf had long black hair, an intricate tattoo along one shoulder, and a delicate lacey choker around her neck. Her soft, curvy body was draped in a loose robe as she moved elegantly with the man. She straightened his cloak and murmured gentle, seductive words. He left with a dreamy smile and a generous tip. 

Sinafay’s gaze shifted as Selene emerged from one of the side corridors. The succubus had smooth, pale skin that contrasted beautifully with her long, flowing red hair. Small black horns poked through her locks, now visible because of her arousal. Her golden eyes held a teasing, satisfied gleam. She wore a sheer silk robe that clung to her seductive curves. 

Selene paused near a mirror. She casually wiped a thick lash of cum from the corner of her lush lips with her thumb, licking it clean without hesitation. Her alluring eyes flicked over and noticed Sinafay watching from behind the counter. The succubus grinned amusingly as she turned on her heel to look at her. 

Sinafay set her quill down and stepped out to meet her. “How are things going so far this evening? All good things, I hope.”

Selene let out a soft, throaty laugh and leaned against the counter, her horns slowly retracting as her arousal cooled off. “Very well, I would say. That priest you sent me nearly cried when he finally spilled down my throat. Kept calling me a temptress between moans. Hm, that pious old man already booked another session tomorrow.” She ran her tongue slowly over her lips. “They always do after the first taste. To think these men are supposed to be so holy and devout…. What about you? Any interesting bookings I should know about? I can go a couple more times if you want.”

Sinafay glanced back at the ledger with a calm nod. “A few. Nothing too unusual yet, but the night is still young… You can take a break for now. I’ll have Lilith take over for you.”

The two women shared a knowing look. The air between them carried the familiar scent of sex and satisfaction. Selene shifted slightly, her robe slipping open just enough to reveal the curve of one breast. She made no move to fix it. 

Sinafay felt an enticing warm stir in her lower belly. Running the Velvet Abyss meant indulging in its pleasure herself from time to time. Even she wasn’t free from performing services. She reached out and brushed a strand of red hair from Selene’s face. “You look well used. Did he taste good?”

Selene’s golden eyes darkened with fresh hunger. “Hmmm, delicious… The seed of a holy man is like nectar of the gods… Hm, you could say quite literally…” She stepped closer, her voice dropping into a low, sultry whisper, brushing her soft lips against her cheek. “You always know how to run this place. And how you run us.”

Sinafay allowed the touch for a moment, enjoying the warmth of Selen’s lips against her pale blue skin as the succubus gave her a lingering kiss. She gently pulled back, ever professional. “Go freshen up and rest now. We have a full house tonight.”

Selene nodded with a devious grin. She adjusted her robe and strode back toward the women’s lounge, her hips swaying with every step. Sinafay watched her go, then returned her attention to the ledger. She went back to work as the night stretched ahead, rich with opportunity and pleasure. 

Late one evening, as the lanterns in the main lounge began to dim and the last few clients were gently ushered out, the heavy front door creaked open once more. Sinafay stood behind the counter, finishing the nightly ledger. She did not look up at first as she jotted down some notes. 

“We are closed for the night,” she said firmly, her voice smooth and authoritative. “Come back tomorrow evening. We will be happy to accommodate you then.”

The footsteps continued forward. Then a familiar voice answered. It was low and apologetic. “I know it's late, Sinafay. I apologize for the intrusion.”

She finally lifted her gaze. There stood Marcus, one of her personal regulars. The wealthy merchant lord had a tall, well-built frame, dark hair streaked with silver at the temples, and sharp features that always softened in her presence.

Sinafay’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile. “Marcus. You are later than usual.”

Before he could reply, Lilith happened to stroll by from the hallway. The demoness looked particularly striking after a long night, her long black hair tousled, crimson eyes glowing with leftover arousal, and her glossy black horns catching the low light. She wore nothing but a thin silk wrap that barely covered her full breasts and the curve of her ass. She leaned against Marcus with an easy familiarity, pressing her warm body into his side. 

“Mmm, look who decided to visit after hours,” Lilith purred, trailing a finger down his chest. “I can take care of you, handsome. I still have plenty of energy left. I’ll leave you drained and satisfied before bed.”

Marcus glanced at Lilith with clear appreciation, but his eyes quickly returned to Sinafay. 

Sinafay closed the ledger with a soft snap. She stepped around the counter, her black dress flowing against her pale blue skin. “That will not be necessary, Lilith. I will take him tonight.”

Lilith arched a brow but gave a playful shrug. She planted a quick, teasing kiss on Marcus’s cheek before pulling away. “Lucky man. Enjoy our boss. She is always worth the late visit.” With a sway of her hips, the demoness disappeared back upstairs.

Sinafay extended her hand to Marcus. He took it without hesitation, his grip warm and firm. She led him through the quiet lounge and up the private staircase to her personal quarters. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing them in luxurious silence. 

Her room was elegant and intimate. Soft velvet drapes covered the windows. A large, canopied bed was at the center with silk sheets already turned down. Enchanted candles flickered to life as she stepped closer, casting a warm glow over everything. 

Sinafay turned to face him, adjusting her glasses slightly. “You’ve had a long day, I assume. Tell me… what do you need tonight, Marcus? I am all yours.”

Clothes lay scattered across the floor of Sinafay’s private quarters. Her fitted black dress, Marcus’s finely tailored shirt and pants, and her discarded undergarments created a messy trail leading to the large bed.

Sinafay was already completely naked on her hands and knees at the center of the silk sheets. Her silver-white hair hung loose and wild down her back, her glasses set aside on the nightstand. Marcus gripped her long hair tightly in one fist and pulled her head back as he thrust hard into her from behind. His thick cock stretched her tight pussy with every powerful thrust.

“Ah ah ah… fuck,” Sinafay moaned loudly, pushing back against him to take him even deeper. Her breasts swayed heavily beneath her. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat from their salacious efforts. 

Marcus growled and slapped her ass, the sound sharp in the quiet room. “That’s it. Take every inch, you elegant little slut. Augh… so fucking tight.”

Sinafay let out a breathy chuckle even as another moan escaped her lips. “You’re so aggressive tonight, Marcus.” She gasped as he pulled her hair harder. “Problems with the wife again, I presume?”

He leaned over her, snapping his hips forward relentlessly. “Fuck her. Right now, this pussy belongs to me.” His free hand reached around to grope one of her boobs, pinching her stiff nipple. “Gods… I’ve been needing this for a fortnight. I’ve missed you.”

The dirty words combined with the rough pull of her hair and the deep, pounding thrusts sent shivers of pleasure through her. Sinafay’s moans grew louder and more desperate. Her body trembled as the pressure built rapidly inside her. She pushed back harder, meeting his every thrust. 

“Hmmm, Marcus… hah… ouhhh… " You feel so good,” Sinafay purred appreciatively and slightly pitched from her impending climax, encouraging him to fuck her even harder. “Such a strong man… Ouhhh… taking what he deserves.”

“Fuck… I can feel you… Cum… Cum for me, Sinafay,” Marcus commanded, his voice rough with need. “I need to feel it… Mfuck!”

Sinafay cried out sharply as her orgasm finally crashed over her. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around him in tight, rhythmic waves. Her arms shook, and she pressed her face into the silk sheets, moaning loudly through the intense release.

Marus groaned at the feeling of her tight pussy milking his cock, and kept fucking her through it. After a few more deep strokes, he buried himself to the hilt and spewed his load deep inside her. She felt it all, her eyes fluttering behind her lids as his warmth spread and pulsed within her. Then, he pulled out suddenly. He stroked his slick cock furiously and erupted the last of his load across her lower back and the smooth curve of her ass. Thick ropes of cum painted her pale blue skin in messy, glistening streaks. 

He gave her ass one last firm squeeze as the last spurts landed. Sinafay stayed on her hands and knees for a moment, catching her breath. “Gods… you must really hate your wife… I suppose you’d want to go another round?” she breathed, a satisfied smile tugging at her lips. 

Marcus chuckled and smirked and sat back on his heels, wiping the sweat from his brow. “You know me too well.”