CHAPTER 95: THE BLACKTHORN HOUSE OF PLEASURE

It was a perfect Nettlehusk morning. Smoggy sunshine, the smell of ore-dust and fresh bread in the air, and a thousand different merchants yelling at you in a thousand different accents.

The team strolled through the town square, enjoying the bustling energy. Pip beeped softly with each step, admiring rows of market stalls stacked with everything from glittering steel to glittering lingerie.

At the edge of the market district stood a grand house with white stone walls, stained-glass windows, and a steep sloping roof. A banner fluttered from a second-floor balcony.

Vuvi stopped in front of the tall iron gate, stretching with satisfaction. "There she is."

"Our headquarters for the next week," Veena added, brushing her silver-streaked hair behind her ear. "Welcome to the future of structured debauchery."

The building stood proud and noble.

For now.

Sera folded her arms. "It looks a little... responsible."

"Not for long," Vuvi grinned.

Zora floated lazily toward the gate, clicking his fingers with a flourish. "Leave it to us."

He gestured dramatically as colorful sparks exploded behind him. "With me, Penelo, and Lula on the job, this house will moan with magic."

Penelo clapped in excitement. "I’ve got ribbons!"

"I brought oils!" Lula added, bouncing with enthusiasm. "And I may have enchanted some towels. Accidentally."

"Well then," Vuvi said, waving them toward the house, "Go forth and unleash chaos."

The three of them cheered and bolted inside. An explosion of confetti burst through a window as the front door slammed behind them.

Sera tilted her head. "You think they’ll survive unsupervised?"

"I think Pip might be the only one who survives," Veena said dryly.

Pip stood by the door, looking between the three women and the muffled shrieks of furniture being rearranged inside.

"Your call, Pip," Vuvi said, patting his shoulder. "Come with the adults and do boring supply runs, or dive into a colorful circus of erotic mayhem."

From within the house came a magical zap, a loud slap, and Lula yelling "MY BOOBS JUST GOT BIGGER!"

Pip’s eyes widened. He beeped decisively and darted inside.

The door slams behind him. The three women blink.

"Well," Vuvi said, dusting off her hands. "He chose chaos."

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The rest of the day was a whirlwind of wood polish, lace curtains, artisan incense, and very creative brochures.

Vuvi and Veena swept through the market district like logistical goddesses.

"Curtains made from moon-silk?" Veena asked.

"Only if they moan when drawn," Vuvi replied.

They collected gilded cushions, sculpted candles, enchanted bathtubs, and a gigantic crystal chandelier shaped like an open mouth.

By afternoon, they had a full cart of sensual accessories. Sera joined them at the halfway point with two massive bags of mood lighting.

Vuvi handed out fliers, her voice like honey. "Come to the Blackthorn House of Pleasure. Enlightenment, relaxation, and a very handsome construct await."

Every woman she handed a flier to looked intrigued.

Every man looked like he’d already lost.

One bold merchant woman gave Vuvi a wink and asked if Pip did house calls.

Veena just smiled and handed her a gold-trimmed business card.

By evening, the house glowed like a beacon of beauty and bad decisions.

Zora stood proudly on the steps, now wearing a sharply tailored black suit with a red rose tucked into his breast pocket. He adjusted a monocle and gave them a sweeping bow.

"Welcome," he announced, "to the Blackthorn House of Pleasure."

Sera gawked. "Holy smokes."

The trio stepped into a transformed palace.

The front foyer now featured silk curtains, hovering lights, faint harp music, and the scent of enchanted vanilla.

Lush rugs lined the floors. A spiral staircase wrapped around a carved statue of Pip holding a bouquet of roses. Every wall shimmered with ambient lighting that shifted with mood.

Sera clutched her heart. "Zora... this is..."

"Better than a brothel. Smarter than a spa. More magical than a tavern," Zora beamed. "It’s everything."

As they passed the statue, Veena reached out and touched the Pip sculpture’s bicep. "It’s warm."

"Of course," Zora said. "I enchanted it to emit confidence."

They continued through the hallway, admiring enchanted paintings, singing flowers, and plush lounges. The whole house practically purred.

Just as they reached the stairs, a soft splish-splash echoed from above.

Giggles followed.

Vuvi squinted. "Wait a second... I haven’t seen Pip... or the girls..."

Sera’s eyes widened. "You don’t think—"

Zora interjected with a chuckle. "They found one of my illustration books. Verdant Magic: A Bedroom Odyssey. They were very enthusiastic."

Veena gasped. "You left that out?!"

"It’s educational!" Zora grinned.

Another splash echoed, followed by Penelo yelling, "Both sides, Pip! BOTH!"

Sera immediately bolted up the stairs. "I gotta see this."

Veena shrieked and ran after her. "Sera wait—!"

Vuvi sighed and dragged her feet behind them. "I swear if someone’s turned into a plant..."

The upstairs bathroom was a magical steam-drenched jungle.

Vines crept along the ceiling. The tub had transformed into a mini-lagoon surrounded by glowing moss. The air smelled of lilac, citrus, and something deeply suspicious.

Steam curled around the corners of the room, glittering with ambient enchantments.

Lula was face-down on the cold tile floor, butt in the air, naked and grinning like she’d just robbed the gods.

Penelo was floating above the tub on a column of water, wrapped in vines and blooming flowers, eyes rolled back and her limbs twitching gently like a possessed marionette. Her skin shimmered, hair dripping, entire body pulsing with glowing symbols as tendrils of water and oil slicked vines massage her muscles and pumps her body full of pleasure in ways none of the women had ever thought possible.

Below her sat Pip, serene as a monk, hands weaving through complex gestures as runes danced around his wrists. Water intertwined with green vines, massaging, twisting, and pulsing to an ancient rhythm. The bunny groaned and whimpered and made muffled squeaks as Pip’s water and nature magic slithered and writhed in and around her.

Veena stumbled in, froze, and clutched her chest. "Oh Mother’s Mercy!"

Sera stopped in the doorway, gasped and then grinned like a demon. "Holy mother! I’m soooo next."

She ripped off her clothes in record time and leapt into the tub.

"Pip, whatever she’s having, I’m having!"

Vuvi followed last and gasped. "Pip! What are you doing?!"

Pip’s hands stopped mid-gesture causing Penelo to fall back into the tub with a splash, sighing dreamily as she lay in Sera’s arms, limbs twitching through orgasms, a blissed-out grin plastered across her face.

Sera raises her hand. "Make that two of whatever she had!"

Pip beeps nervously.

Veena stood motionless, mouth open, eyes wide. She looked like she was seeing the face of destiny. "I’m not ready for this. I’m barely ready for vanilla. That’s a damn truffle souffle of magic-induced bliss!"

Vuvi sighed, stepping beside her. "You’re welcome to join."

Veena turned slowly. "Nope. Not breaking my brain today."

She turned and stumbled out, muttering something about needing a strong drink.

Vuvi raised an eyebrow, peeking back at the tub where Sera was already giggling gleefuly as she was suspended above the bath, her thighs and breasts wrapped in tentacles of water as little flowers bloomed across her body.

She shuddered. "That does look like heaven."

Veena, now hugging a pillow, peeks with her and nods slowly.

"Weird, debaucherous heaven."

The two watch in awe as Pip’s pelvic port opens, flooding in the room in it’s golden glow, much to Sera’s squealing delight.

And with a dramatic flourish of magic, Pip plops the warrior woman onto his lap with a splash.

She grunts, groans, and then melts over his member with a long, trembling sigh as her entire body quivers into position.

"Oh gods..." Vuvi giggles. "Now he’s just showing off."