Aerneath Liniosan is one of the more popular of the ladies who do business in ‘The Dragon’s Lover’. She is not the most exotic – although she is of elven blood, a fact that alone attracts many lovers. She is not the strangest, the most fascinating of appearance or origin. She is not the most beautiful, although her curvy figure, surprisingly ample for an elf, is certainly mouth-watering. But, even amongst the gleefully decadent wenches of the ‘Lover’, she is felt by many to be the eagerest, lustiest, most completely, wantonly, degenerately –slutty- whore in the brothel. And in Kaenor. And, if you believe her admirers, in the world.
This is hardly surprising, given she’d been raised to whore her whole life. She was born in the great elven city of Elohin on the Isle of Seven Stones, but she was not one of the fabled elf-lords. Her mother worked as a servant and washer woman – and when she could not earn enough to survive on that way (which was often) she supplemented her income by serving men on her back. Aerneath was born from one of these trysts, and it quickly became clear that her mother had neither the money nor the inclination to keep her. Instead, she sold her to one of the city’s famous brothels.
By law in Elohin, elves cannot be owned as slaves – a courtesy that they do not extend to other, ‘lesser’ races, which is why most whore-houses there are staffed with humans, false points magically bonded to their ears to suit their customers’ aesthetic prejudices. But there are service contracts that are much the same thing, especially when the price of raising a child to maturity is factored into the amount she must repay.
Not that this was initially a problem for Aerneath. The erotic education she underwent fascinated her, and when her virginity was sold at the tender age of 34 (barely more than a girl, for an elf), she became obsessed with sex. Even the steady stream of customers didn’t satisfy her, and in the rare moments when she was not working she often seduced her fellow whores.
But discontent began to brew in her heart. While she eagerly embraced the endless fucking, she resented her lack of freedom to choose, to seek out new and interesting lovers. As her fame grew it seemed she simply attracted a monotonous parade of haughty, small-dicked elf lords. She wanted more.
She seduced a sea captain, working to convince him that she loved him and wanted to become his personal concubine. With his aid, she smuggled herself out of the brothel and the city, back to his ship and out to see. Unfortunately, he didn’t keep the bargain, and instead allowed his crew to rape and use her as she wished while they were at sea. Not that she found that unpleasant, but she did jump ship at the next port she came to.
That port was Kaenor. Whoring was the only life she knew, and she had no desire to give it up. So, with her full elvish arrogance, she approached the madam of the most famous brothel in the city and offered her services. Madam Zemithar was impressed with her obvious talents – which she spent a whole day exploring. Neither has regretted their choice, as Aerneath’s sluttiness has been a great asset to ‘The Dragon’s Lover’. The only problem is Aerneath’s annoying habit of putting her lust before everything else – including the smooth running of the brothel and its money-making. Zemithar has often had to discipline her for this, which involves much attention given to her pert bottom. Somehow, this has failed to discourage her. |