Thanks for the ratings and comments on part one, really appreciated. This particular chapter is more on the reluctance side than the non consensual, however for those readers that prefer more non con, stay tuned as it will be coming. Overall Talia's tale is likely to travel along several categories but I'd prefer to keep it in this category so readers aren't taken unaware by any non con scenes.
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Talia listened to her twin brother Quinn talk animatedly, nodding every so often and making listening noises when he paused. Her attention was not with her brother, but she didn't want him to realise that she wasn't paying him attention. Instead her focus was drawn to her mother, who was flirting with one of the tavern customers. This was hardly new, Mia Silvers had been whoring in the Missing Minotaur since the twins were babies, but Talia was an adult now, and her mother had determined that it was time Talia learnt the family business. It had been three days since her first client, and Talia was still aching from his rough usage of her. Thankfully Mia hadn't sold her again, but Talia knew it was only a matter of time.
The man Mia was flirting with was a brutish, ugly looking man. Looking closer, Talia thought she detected a hint of orc in his features. Not a half orc though, perhaps a quarter or less. He was huge next to the diminutive Mia. Half elves, such as as the Silvers were, were far more delicate looking than their human brethren, though not as lithe as full elves. They also lived for two centuries, so Mia at forty looked barely a day older than her eighteen year old daughter.
Talia's stomach sank as the two turned in her direction, the man looked her up and down before nodding in affirmation. Mia gestured to her daughter to head upstairs.
"Sorry Quinn, I have to go." She stood, not listening to her brother's protestations and quickly made her way up the stairs and entered the small room her mother had told her was to be her business room. She quickly washed her face and sat on the bed, her stomach aflutter as she waited.
It felt like an age before the door opened and the ugly man entered, closing the door behind him. He looked her up and down before speaking.
"Your mother says you are new at this business. Is that right?"
Talia swallowed the lump in her throat before answering. "Yes sir. I have only had one man before."
"Women?"
She shook her head quickly in embarrassment. She knew that women sometimes took each other as lovers, but she wasn't sure how that would even work, as women lacked a male appendage.
"Would you be so kind as to remove your dress?" He asked, sounding far more polite than she expected from a man who looked as he did.
Talia stood and unbuttoned her forest green dress, allowing it to slip to the floor, revealing thigh high stockings, tied with light blue bows, newly purchased on her mother's orders. She stepped out of her dress, and instinctively covered her breasts and womanhood from his view.
"No need to hide such deliciousness." The man drew in his breath as he looked her up and down. He stepped forward and took her hands in his, raising them above her head so he could inspect her thoroughly. He was two heads taller than her, and she kept her eyes firmly on his chest, not wanting to look at his face as he viewed her. He twirled her around, taking in all of her before speaking again.
"Very nice indeed. Your mother is right, you are a rare beauty. Leave the stockings on, they add to your charm."
With this he pushed her gently until she fell backwards upon the bed. He knelt down on the floor, and placed his arms underneath her buttocks, lifting her up and bringing her in close to him.
