and there were other more subtle differences in their campaigns to drive him fucking crazy.
Still, he found himself falling deeper for Shar every day, and wasn’t sure how to handle it. Then there was Cinder, who often had him wanting to either fight or fuck, and both of those things were horrible ideas. At least his nymphs and his princess didn’t try to drive him insane, outside of with lust.
His princess had really turned into quite the little hedonist, and she was getting better in bed every time. Learning the little tricks to enhance pleasure, outside of the normal instinctual rocking of bodies that came naturally. Fast enough, that he suspected she was getting tips, either from his women when he wasn’t looking, or perhaps she was gossiping with her lady’s maids on how to best please a man.
Stephanie had also discovered that if she taunted him playfully, he’d eventually lose his cool, manhandle her, and take her mercilessly. Which… she really enjoyed. The rougher he got and the more controlling and possessive he was when he pleasured her, the more she got off and the harder she came for him.
He pushed that out of his head, when he started to get hard just thinking about it, and what had happened last night.
“So, tell me more about what happened?”
He’d given her almost six hundred gold yesterday, for the ale business and two other investments. It went against his instincts, but he trusted her, and in the fact that he’d be getting a lot more back on a regular basis, over the years. He understood the risks of investment of course, but Nysa had a sharp business sense and he had no doubt most of her investments would pay off. More than enough to make up for the occasional failure.
Nysa said, “We bought one of the struggling ale houses. Shar and I did our magic to clean things up and get rid of any rotting, and we talked to the brewer to make sure he’d use the same process as the one in the capital. In two weeks, we’ll pop over there and make sure the quality is the same, and the taste, before we sell even one barrel of it. A bad first run would do a lot of harm to our reputation.
“The other two investments we don’t have to do anything but pick up our percentage of the profits. One was for an up and coming merchant, he’s adding two more ships to his merchant fleet, and we have a forty percent stake in one of them. The last investment was in a whore house.”
He growled.
Nysa giggled, “Not a personnel investment, my sweet master.”
He chuckled, “Right. Sorry.”
Nysa grinned, “Sailors get lonely on their trips, there’s only one whore house in the docks district and there’s always a surplus of customers, and not enough rooms and women to go around. We’ll start making money back on that one almost right away, once the place opens up.”
“Anyone I know?” I asked teasingly.
Nysa giggled, “Actually, yes. Remember Lacey, curvy, hot, big tits.”
“I remember her… and her assets, yes.”
Nysa smiled playfully, “Shar felt her dissatisfaction at work, with her empathy. She’s been a big reason the inn we stayed in was so packed with young men. She’s also the most sought after wench to visit a room at night. She was tired of fucking for coppers, when her boss was earning silvers.”
“Silvers?” he asked in a startled tone. He remembered the one time he was offered that, and it would’ve only cost three extra copper. Probably one for the girl and two for the inn.
Nysa nodded, “She’s just that popular, men really like her assets, and it’s a seller’s market. They can get young tight pussy anywhere for a few copper, but none of the others have her chest. The inn charges a full silver for her to visit rooms after closing.”
He grunted.
Nysa said, “Exactly, and he was paying her shit. So, when we came up with a business plan, she jumped on it. The fact that she’ll be the madam of the new whore house, and their premier whore, will ensure sailors aren’t the only one visiting it at night. She also introduced us to several other young women with… ambition and the assets to achieve it. Lacey plans to pay out a higher percentage too, to draw off the most popular ladies in the city.”
He shook his head, “Sounds good. Anything else?”
Nysa nodded, “I missed you, but had a lot of