"I respectfully request that you torture me, or Paintoy, rather than Nephaline, should you find yourself desiring our tears," she said bowing. "It is my humble opinion that Nephaline has suffered far too much for one lifetime."
"Paintoy?" I asked, looking around curiously.
Lothelea gestured towards another dark elven maid in the crowd. This one was a slender tomboyish girl, with short white hair and an androgynous figure a bit like Lysander. She gave me an awkward half smile, and raised her hand. She blushed a deep shade of purple.
"Should I ask how you got that name?"
"It's what I am. I am a toy… for pain, Mistress," Paintoy said.
"I got that… but it doesn't really explain anything…" I said.
"I am meant for hurting," she added. And smiled hopefully.
"I wasn't really planning on keeping a torture toy…" I said.
Paintoy averted her eyes, her shoulders slumped and she nodded sadly. "I see… I'm sorry if I don't meet your expectations, Mistress."
"That's not what I… You're a super hardcore masochist aren't you?" I said flatly. I should have known there would be at least one in Lord Tony's harem.
Paintoy nodded nervously.
"Alright then," I sighed. "If I get into the mood to hurt someone, I'll hurt you, okay?"
Paintoy smiled and blushed again. She nodded.
A lightly tanned elf girl, with vibrant blue hair and a skin complexion somewhere between caramel low elf, and pale high elf, raised her hand. "I volunteer… I am meant to suffer," she said in a quiet murmur. She averted her eyes shamefully to the floor.
"Another masochist?" I asked.
"When suffering the attentions of a cruel and merciless torturer, I feel good," she mumbled shamefully.
"Okay… I guess you'll be on pain toy duty too? Uhm… name?" I asked.
"Sana, Mistress," the blue haired slave girl replied.
"Okay," I turned to the other slaves. "Anything else for now?"
"Can I worship Mistress Maddie's feet?" asked a very hopeful looking mouse boy. He blushed and smiled at Maddie.
"Stand up for me," Maddie ordered.
The mouse boy stood up. He was a young looking guy, in his late teens, probably barely legal. He was short for a male, with a slender, somewhat effeminate body with nicely toned muscles. He had a modestly sized humanlike cock between his legs. His mousey features included brown shaggy hair, with two round ears poking out above his head. He also had a slender whiplike tail, and long sharp claws on the tips of his fingers and toes. Maddie tapped her chin as she looked him over.
"Kay, I'll give you a try," Maddie said with a warm smile. "Come kneel next to me."
Mouse boy happily scurried over, and knelt between Maddie's knees, mirroring Chloe's position in front of me. He smiled proudly as Maddie took off her boots and socks.
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"Okay then!" I announced. "If there's nothing else pressing, the rest of you can relax. There are no duties for today. It's free time. Do not leave the temple grounds, and do not do anything stupid to get me trouble with the clergy. Other than that, relax and recover from your ordeals, and we'll talk to you specifically if there's anything else. Got it?"
"Yes Mistress," came a chorus of voices.
A few slaves nervously got up to leave the room and get some fresh air outside. Most of them remained in the room, nervously huddled together. Some were having whispered conversations. I ignored them for now, turning to my fellow mistresses.
I explained to them what Father Jordan said, that he was going to get in touch with the Archbishop back in the capital city of Baltour, and that we'd probably be summoned. I also mentioned that he was offering to rent us an empty mansion in town to stay.
"Eh… I don't really trust that guy," Maddie said. "Or maybe it's the Church I don't trust… there was some blatant corruption there, with them refusing to step on the toes of Lord Whatshisname. I don't like the idea of relying on these twat-waffles for lodgings and safety."
"Is this… invitation to the Capital going to be considered compulsory?" Lysander asked. "Perhaps we would be better off keeping to ourselves, levelling on our own and gathering our own resources for now."
"I get the impression that the Church of the Untainted is a big deal. I'm willing to bet that they'll ask us nicely to visit, but if we refuse, they'll ask us again, not so nicely…" I said.
Lysander sighed, "Yes that's likely."
"So, we're hanging out in town until we get an invitation to go to the capital? We could just say 'fuck it' and flee into the woods again…" Maddie asked.
"What about the slaves?" I asked.
"Sell them?" Maddie suggested.
"And who would buy them? Another torture brothel? I don't want these poor things going to another cruel master or mistress." I replied.
"We should consider potential benefits of going to the capital too, rather than just risks." Lysander said. "In particular, I would like access to a proper library or other repository of knowledge. We could also make use of our status as chosen ones to gain resources, such as equipment, trainers and access to other experts."
"I guess we have our pet monsters, so we can still gain levels, even if we're far from the Tainted wilderness." I said.
"So, I guess that means we're doing what Father Jordan says? I guess we were already planning on renting a house in town…" Maddie said.
"Indeed." Lysander said. "I've already taken the liberty of investigating houses for rent. I mostly looked for smaller options, though there are a couple that might suit our new needs. When Father Jordan gets back, we can confer with him."
"I don't like relying on him to pay for it…" Maddie grumbled. "Why don't we just get a house ourselves?"
"I don't think it'll make a difference whether we take that gold or not…" I said. "Might as well accept the free rent and use that money for more important things."
"In this case, I agree with Tyler," Lysander said. "We'll still need to purchase a proper weapon for you, and we need to feed and clothe twenty four slaves. That will be a considerable expense."
"Eh… whatever. I want my objection to be on the record though," Maddie grumbled.
"It has been noted," Lysander said.
"So in the mean time, while we're waiting for our priest to get back here, we just hang out getting our toes licked?" Maddie asked.
I looked down at her feet, and saw the mouse boy hard at work, sucking on her toes with a look of ecstasy on his face.
"We could set up those interviews," I suggested. "Figure out who we own, and what exactly we got ourselves into…"
Lysander and Maddie agreed. I sat on the chair and leaned back, relaxing as my friends did all the work.