CHAPTER 124: PREPARATION FOR THREESOME (R18)

We were hushed into a private room deep inside the underground brothel, it wasn’t that spacious, but sure was larger than the average chamber of escorts and patrons doing their one-on-one bidding.

The walls curved inward slightly, carved from the same pale sandstone as the restaurant above, with a single hanging lantern swung gently overhead, its light filtered through stained glass in red and gold, casting the whole room in a warm though quite uneven glow.

Against the back wall, a beaded curtain half-hid a smaller alcove stocked with bottles of wine, crystal cups, and a platter of sliced fruit on ice, absurdly luxurious in this climate, so we know for sure this room was well-prepared for this Sarah woman.

The air smelled faintly of sandalwood and rosewater, and under it was something muskier like perfume.

There were no windows, only air vents high up near the ceiling, so the room felt at once intimate and suffocating. The sound of the brothel outside, filled with muffled chatter, laughter, and footsteps was dulled quite immediately, suggesting we’re quite contained.

There was only one bed in the middle of the room just right in front of the back wall where the aforementioned alcove was. And this bed... Oh boy.

This bed was deliberatedly sized to fit two people, if and only if they were hugging each other tight, basically humping with penis and vagina touching directly. If they were separated, the bed would be too small for them.

So the question you’re probably asking yourself... How the hell can you have a threesome here?

As I wondered that myself, Sarah had already begun to take off her clothes, she looked at me with her guard up doing so, revealing her sets of dark, lace-pattern underwear.

"Your name is Cory...?"

"Yeah... Yeah." I nodded. "Please don’t tell anyone, I try to keep my anonymity."

Her eyes gazed onto me for longer than it should have, dissecting me up and down as she removed her hair tie and let those brown strands loose a little.

"Cory... So is the username CJS69 your full name? And you’re born on either Sept 6th or June 9th?"

...

I took a step back from her, absolutely amazed and worried that she figured it out.

Of course, she only got the first half right, my birthday wasn’t the number 69, it was just a teenage meme thing.

"... No." I responded, which warranted a snicker from Tanya.

Sarah didn’t press no further, which I’m glad about.

So, why would Sarah spend a shitload of gold coins to hire two Top 50-player prostitutes, and force them in the same room, you asked? Well because...

"I am an exhibitionist." She said as she sat on bed half-naked, looking at the two escorts (me and Tanya).

"You like taking off your clothes in public?" I tilted my head.

"Less of your comedic remarks, please." Sarah glared at me, which kinda made me sad.

"Anyways..." she continued, "I like someone to watch my filthy deeds, especially when they’re important people or people that actually mattered... It’s hard to put into words, but just something about someone with status or recognition watching me while I have fun is thrilling."

After hearing that, I looked up at Tanya, who was smacking her lips silently, either hungry for sex or thirsty for a cigarette.

"So what do you want us to do?" Tanya asked.

Sarah pointed at me, then at the corner of the room, foot of the bed.

"Cory, sit watch. Tanya, come, I heard great things about you from Ann."

...

Am I

Am I being cuck-chaired right now? Backseat gaming them? Am I going to practice voyeurism??

What the fuck, humans.

"This is ridiculous... How much did you pay Ann for this?" I asked with hands on my hips which swayed like a tsundere.

"She told me she could get two of the Top 50 players here. Each would cost me 5000 coins each."

Sarah answered casually.

"..." I stared, "10000 coins?"

She spent double what I made after a month of grinding just to have Tanya have sex with her while I watch.

But she could’ve, like, black market it and turn that coin into real money (illegal by the way) to get real people or something, because you can’t climax in Darkmoon Adventure VR.

The worst part? I’m never seeing a dime of that money, since this was an IOU.

Tanya had already begun to strip herself off the armor, gauntlets, sword, boots. So I asked her.

"You, don’t you think this is ridiculous?"

"No." She replied flatly, "I like having sex."

Jesus Christ, spoken like a true anarchist who supports a system where any obscene act such as public sex is legal, I see.

"Look, Cory." Sarah sighed, "If you don’t want to be here... Leave, just don’t ruin the mood for me, please?"

I looked into her eyes. And before long, the two of them had sat together on the same bed, with only four pieces of cloth to cover their vital areas, looking at me in full armor, wearing a war scythe.

"I... I- wait... let me stay." I said, half because of curiosity, half because of the debt... and half because I’m too much of a wimp to say no.

I added, "Do you want me to strip?"

"Actually, you look kind of cute in armor." Sarah chuckled, crossing her legs and tilted her head at me, "Remove your scythe, it looks clanky."

I wanted to be worried about the potential of an ambush, but I trust Ann enough not to do that, and Tanya herself had removed her longsword and armor so it was okay, I guess?

I removed my scythe and plopped my ass down at the corner of the room, looking at Tanya and Sarah who were about to have lesbianism

At this height, my eye level was still taller than the bed, and I could see right into their crotches.

"Sarah, is it?" Tanya spoke, her smooth, deeper feminine voice echoed as she wrapped her hand around the guest’s hip, "Anything I need to know about you? Off limits, preferences, easily stimulated places, favorite position?"

"Well... Tanya, I have to ask you first." Sarah giggled, "Are you actually one of the Top 50 All-Time players? I don’t remember many female players being on the leaderboard. I just wanted to know I’m getting my money’s worth, while CJS69 here I know is in the top 3."

"Hi." I waved at them when I’m mentioned, autistically.

Tanya took a pause, their eyes locked tight without a word like they were about to kiss, then, Tanya turned towards me for a split second, before back to Sarah.

And she leaned in, her mouth moving in a whisper.

I can make out a few words...

"I am..."