“Welcome back adventurer!” I said with a smirk as the scantily clad warrior emerged from the forest.
A confused look on her face told me everything I needed to know about how things had gone.
“Ah… thanks…” she replied as she half stumbled forwards towards me.
I reached up and stroked my long white beard as I stood beside my wagon, “I see you found some new armour for yourself!” I said with genuine enthusiasm.
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked down at the tiny chainmail top she was wearing, her nipples visible through it.
“Yeah… uh… I guess I did.” she finally replied.
“Please, come over here and let me take a look…” I said and waved her towards me, she started walking and arrived in front of me after a few moments.
“I see you lost your sheath though…” I said, pointing at the sword she held in her hand, “…please, allow me to unburdened you for a moment.”
I then reached out and took the sword from her, she hesitated for a moment, looking like she might resist, but in the end she gave it up willingly.
I turned it over in my hands, my magic sense feeling the enchantment on it, it was a good blade, well made, and the magic was strong. It would command a good price when I sold it.
Setting it just inside my wagon I reached out and took the bottom of the chainmail that hung from her head between my fingers and felt it’s magic as well. Her eyes went wide and a slight gasp escaped her lips as I did so.
“Oh… a very fine mail indeed… perhaps you’d be interested in a trade?” I asked.
“Trade… for what?” she managed to get out breathlessly as I continued to stroke the chainmail.
I paused for a moment before taking my hand away from the armour and then reached into my wagon to retrieve a plain leather necklace. Well plain except the single pink gem that hung from it.
Her eyes locked onto it instantly and a gasp escaped her lips. Her hand raised up and a finger extended to touch it, but I pulled it back and snapped it into my hand, hiding it from her view.
“Oh, sorry… no touching the merchandise before purchase I’m afraid.”
Her eyes flicked between my hand and my face, concern and confusion crossing her face as she did so.
“But… but… ok… a trade… my armour for the necklace… right?” she replied, sounding a little hesitant.
I nodded and smiled, “Yes… exactly.”
“Ok…” she said and then reached out to clutch at my hand, but I pulled it a little out of her reach.
“Oh, not yet… first you need to get out of the chainmail so we can trade properly…” I childed her.
Her face twisted and contorted as she tried to make sense of why that would be, but I gave her a quick flash of the jewel and her eyes went wide again, “OK!” she almost shouted and quickly stripped off the armour.
As soon as the last piece of it hit the ground I could see clarity hit in her eyes, but I acted quickly, this wasn’t my first go around on such a trade.
My hands moved in a blur and quickly looped the necklace over her head, letting it settle down onto her neck. As soon as the pink jewel landed between her cleavage she let out a sharpe gasp, then a moan, before she fell to the ground and orgasm after orgasm crashed over her.
While the necklace did it’s work I collected the cursed armour from the ground, carefully of course, and placed it into one of the protective satchels I had for just such occasions.
It was a pretty low level curse, most experienced adventurers would not have been effected by it, but I knew the moment the brash young woman had strided up to my wagon in her brand new leather armour, that she would be the exact kind of adventurer that wouldn’t last in the enchanted forest.
The armour would fetch a good price in the city, not as good as her sword, but still, some nobleman would buy it to use on a troublesome daughter who though she was man enough to go adventuring. Instead she’d be married off and by the time she managed to extract herself from the curse, it would be too late.
A final loud scream of pleasure erupted from the ground, and then silence, so I knew the necklace had finished it’s work. I walked over beside her and leaned over, slipping the necklace from her and returning it to it’s proper place in my wagon.
Unlike the armour which needed to be in contact with the skin to have an effect, the pink jewel’s effects were permanent.
I turned around just in time to see the adventurer stirring from the ground and getting back onto her feet. She was still recognizable, but the jewel had made a few changes as well. Her breasts were larger, her waist thinner, her lips fuller, and her hair was fuller and unnaturally formed almost a halo around her face.
“I’m sorry, I never asked your name, what was it?” I said.
“Tushara.” she replied simply, but with the sound of respect resonating in her tone.
“I’m going to call you Tushy then. You may call me Master. You know what you are?” I asked.
She nodded, “Yes Master, I am bound sex slave.” she replied.
I smiled, “Good. We’re going into town and I’ll drop you off at the brothel, they’ve been looking for new girls for a while and you’ll do just fine. Make sure to earn me as much gold as you can, understand?”
“Yes Master.” she replied and I gestured her into the back of the wagon.
It wasn’t long before we were on the road as the sun began to set. I’d drop Tushy off at the brothel and then head over to the inn to see if there were any new adventurers in town that piqued my interest.
