City of Desire [Kingdom Building] Chapter 65

Caena “Good, just like that,” I said with a moan as a skilled oily hand massaged across my body. I had never thought the massage would feel so heavenly, a hundred times better than the orgasm I sometimes get if I am lucky enough. I was kind of angry when I was brought here with the rest, it had disturbed my plans, but now I have no regret. I am feeling the joy I had not felt in years. I continued to enjoy the massage as I planned for the future; there are several things I need to do, but one is most important. It is to tap into emotions and desires absorbed by the building, but I am unsuccessful in that, not even able to harness even a speck. So, I am doing the next best thing, leaving my marks in the building, which will make it very easy for me to harness the power when I finally get permission. It is her great fortune that she has come to the place where the legacy is forming, and on top of that, construction is going on, which allowed her to place her marks inside the building itself. She knows she is being watched, but she is used to it; with her spells, most of what she does is cloaked. Still, she needed to be careful, extremely, especially about not creating any animosity with the owner. She needs to win him over, and she will. She is in no rush; given his ambitions, he will need her help sooner or later. Till then, she needs to do what she is doing, leave her marks, and aid in the consolidation of her legacy. She could do very little about it, but sometimes, a little is more than enough. “Yes, there, apply a little more force there,” I said when those wonderful hands reached my lower back. The good woman followed her instructions, and audible moans released from her mouth. If this continues, she will have an orgasm again; she had few in the past few days and would like it a lot if she could have another. Not because it will give her pleasure, it will also charge her spell, which is her bag on the shelf. My way is of lust and pleasure derived from it; as long as lust is directed at me or from me, I will be able to harness it; it is the same with pleasure. Thanks to the old woman who is teaching her. She was able to get her hands on a few things wanted and created the spell, which is charging through the power she is harnessing through her emotions. It will take a lot of lust and pleasure from my clients and me to charge it, but when it does, I will have a spell that will increase my attraction. I need the spell. I have seen how much money those girls make, and she needs that. Only that way she will be able to afford the material for the new spells. They are not cheap, especially when that old woman also keeps her commission. I had created a lot of little spells this past month, spending all my savings of years. It was not much when compared to what these girls are earning, but it took me years to save that much. The spell I am charging will help me with my weakness, which is my plain face. With it, I will be able to attract clients, and once they sit at my table, I will be confident enough in my abilities to keep them there. It will not be easy to charge it; it is quite a big spell and requires a lot of lust and pleasure. If I am lucky, it will be finished charging in a few weeks, but if not, then it might take a month or more. Till then, I will be on my own. ….

Margaux I did not know how many times had body had been scrubbed with the different oils and salts. It had happened more than ten times in the past five days that the wonderful fragrances of those things had seeped so deep in me that I would be smelling them for months. These five days are really amazing; they would go through one treatment after another. Most of them would be amazing, while some would be unconformable and painful, but the result of them is visible. It has been visible since day one, and every day, the effects are getting better and better. Two and a half hours passed, and my body was washed of salt and essential oils. The next treatment is two hours later, till then I am free. Wearing the comfortable clothes of the spa, I walked through the huge building, looking at the beautiful garden, which couldn’t help but make me feel serene. The garden is huge and more beautiful than we have around the establishment. Havel had me that the garden was designed by a high-leveled landscape architect and that many of the plants there were magical and required special care. I was walking through the building when I saw Havel coming toward her, “Madam, Margaux, I hope you and your girls are enjoying your stay in our spa,” said Havel, to which I smiled. “It had been the most relaxing time of my life Havel,” I replied. “Good, I don’t want to disappoint the most beautiful clients, I have ever served,” he said, placing his hands on his heart. “Don’t joke, Havel; I am sure you would have served women more beautiful than us,” I said. It did feel good to hear a compliment, especially from the man who was so snotty at our first meeting before he mellowed in. I talked to him for a few minutes; it was mostly business, as he told me the kind of treatment the girls and I would be going through in the past two days. Five days had passed too quickly; tomorrow would be the last day, and after that, we will leave the spa. I am going to enjoy these two days. With that, though, I walked ahead, and soon, I began to hear the gaggle of voices, from laughs to screams. As she walked out of the tall bushes, she saw the girls where she had expected them. Twenty-some girls play in the water; they are swimming, jumping, and throwing at each other like little girls. Even an old woman like Della is playing with young girls of eighteen and nineteen, catching them and throwing them in water, with childlike joy on her face.

Class:

Harlot 21

Painter Lv. 4

Charisma:

Intelligence:

Vitality:

Strength:

Mana

Skills:

· Night Long

· Sometimes I Fake It

· Breath of Erection

· Charmed Walk

· Cloths Open

· He Liked Them Aged

· Sultry Tongue

· Attention To Colours

· Deft Hands

Attribute Points:

‘It is not a dream,’ I thought and felt extremely happy, not because I had unlocked the mage talent, but because I was the one who gave my daughter her most cherished gift. ‘I gave her that.’ I repeated as tears flowed out of my closed eyes. My daughter sounded very happy in her letters when she informed me of her mage talent. She was even happier when I sent her the extra money along with second-year fees for magic-related classes. Those classes are expensive, and it is the reason why I desperately wanted the job of madam. I did not want my daughter to just attend a few mage classes but enroll in the whole program, but it is very expensive, not to mention the tools and resources that require to study it, which cost even more than the course. I want to save enough for my daughter to afford the mage course and all the other costs that come with it. I did not know whether I could do it, but I would try my all to save every penny I earned. Once she becomes a mage, even of the lowest level, she will never go hungry in her life and will always have the respect of the people. I want my daughter to have the best life, and becoming a mage will give her that. As for the talent I unlocked, it will remain there gathering dust, as I would need a spellcaster class to use it or learn at least one spell that will give me class. Learning a spell is not easy, even if I somehow get it. My daughter had said there are whole theories behind it that one needs to understand before learning to cast a spell. I understood my situation, and it did not make me too sad. Knowing I would not be able to cast a spell, despite having a talent for it. It will be enough for me if I can make her daughter achieve that.

Keep reading as a patron on .