Morgana: The Mother Of All

Chapter 114: Lady Raven (2)

As I opened the interface, I scanned through the catalog, seeking out the buildings. After locating one that suited my needs, I rang the bell to summon the man from earlier.

"Yes, my lady?" he inquired with a slight bow.

"Here," I said, gesturing to the screen. "I want to purchase this building."

"Right away, my lady," he replied, bowing deeper. "I'll call the manager to finalize the transaction."

"Take your time."

I waited patiently, browsing through the products the club provides, making a mental note of a few items to buy later.

Knock! Knock!

"Lady Raven, this is the manager. How may I assist you?" A tall blonde woman in a sharp business suit stepped inside the room, greeting me with a polite smile.

"Oh!... You know who I am?" I questioned, raising my eyebrow.

"No, my lady. This is your first visit here," the woman replied, bowing with a warm smile. "We were notified that Lady Raven's black card was scanned at the entrance."

"I see. Well, it's good you're here," I smiled, gesturing for her to sit on the couch opposite me. "I want to purchase this." I pointed at the building on the screen.

"Certainly, my lady," she said, tapping her bracelet to pull up the building's details. "Lady Raven, this building will cost you five million credits. However, since you are one of the owners, and the building is a property of the Black Moon Club, you can acquire it at half price."

"Good. I'll buy it immediately. Get the documents ready for me to sign."

"Understood, my lady—" she paused abruptly, shifting her attention to her bracelet. "Pardon me, my lady, one moment, please."

"Sure, take your time," I replied, maintaining my composure.

"Thank you for your patience," she smiled at me, then spoke into her bracelet. The call was brief, lasting no more than ten seconds. The blonde woman ended it, turning back to me with a professional smile.

"Lady Raven, the building you requested has been gifted to you by the founder as a token of gratitude for your assistance in a time of need."

'Wow! This is fantastic. I don't have to worry about purchasing it now.' I fought the urge to jump for joy, keeping up my Lady Raven facade.

"I see, that's very generous of the founder." I kept my cold face, not reacting too much. "I hope to meet him one day."

"Unfortunately, the founder is currently out of the city," the woman replied, bowing with a look of sincere regret. "He wished to meet you as well and asked me to inform you that he will return in a few weeks."

"I see. It's a shame. Well, it can't be helped. Thank you." I thanked her, watching her tapping in her bracelet, and pulling out the building's documents. I signed them, placing the foundation for my plan.

"All set, the building is yours," the woman said, standing up. "Is there anything else you need, my lady?"

"Yes, I ordered a few items, and I would like them delivered to my new residence," I confirmed my second order, rising and smoothing out my dress. "I would also like an escort to the underground market."

"I'll personally attend to your request, my lady."

"Thank you," I extended my hand for her to shake. "I expect top-notch service."

"We will provide you with the best of the best, my lady," the blonde woman assured me, shaking my hand. "Your escort will be waiting for you at the elevator."

"Then please excuse me," I said.

"..."

With a nod, I left the room. Walking down the corridor, I spotted a tall, muscular man in a black suit standing by the elevator.

"Please follow me, Lady Raven," he bowed, opening the elevator doors.

"Very good, I like the service here," I commented as I stepped inside the elevator. "Keep up the good work."

"We are honored to have you as our guest, Lady Raven," the man replied, pressing two red buttons simultaneously.

"Hm," I muttered, maintaining my cold demeanor, my eyes roaming around the elevator.

'I'll make sure to visit the club again and have some fun,' I thought, a sly smile playing on my lips. 'Maybe collect a few white samples… hehehehe.'

As soon as we arrived at the underground floor, a sleek black car awaited me.

"This is your vehicle, Lady Raven. The driver will take you wherever you desire," the man informed me, holding the car door open.

"Very good," I said, sliding into the backseat.

Settling in comfortably, I looked at the driver and smiled. "Take me to the slave market."

"..."

"Of course, my lady," the driver said, his voice tinged with nervousness, perhaps intimidated by having one of the club's owners in his car.

The ride was smooth, as no one dared to attack a vehicle bearing the Black Moon logo. I took the time to observe the so-called night city, an underground metropolis beneath the crimson capital, where the city's scum, filth, and outcasts gathered. Yet, it was also where the money flowed. Most legal and illegal activities took place in this city, from drug and weapons trading to slave markets.

It wasn't an official city; in fact, there were no rules or laws down here, just one: respect power and don't challenge it.

"We're here, Lady Raven," the driver announced.

Peering through the window, I spotted the place I had been searching for.

"Wait here," I ordered, unbuckling my seat belt and grabbing the door handle.

"As you wish, my lady," the driver replied, lowering his head, not daring to meet my gaze.

"..."

Stepping out of the car, I scanned my surroundings, ensuring no one was following me and the area was secure before approaching the entrance of a massive hexagon-shaped building.

"Lady Raven, we're honored to have you in our humble establishment," an elderly man greeted me, bowing and holding the door open. I assumed the club had informed them about my visit.

"Thank you, I'm here for a special kind of slave," I replied, walking past him. "I expect high-quality merchandise." I hated referring to people as merchandise, but I had to maintain my act.

"Of course, right this way, Lady Raven," the man said, closing the door and leading me through the hall to a private room with a large screen and a woman in a maid outfit.

"Here we are. You can view our collection from here. The prices are listed on the side. If you find something you like, just click on it," the elderly man explained, gesturing at the screen. "If you have any questions, the maid here will be happy to assist."

"Thank you," I said.

After the elderly man left the room, I opened the screen and began browsing the slaves. There were all kinds of humanoid races, from humans, elves, and demons to half-orcs and half-giants. They were easy to tame.

I was looking for two types of slaves. The first was a futanari; I needed a big, fat cock, and a strong body and mind to fight. Few races could produce a futanari. Dark elves had the most dick-girls. I picked the best one in both appearance and skills—a shadow assassin; perfect for a bodyguard, protecting me from the shadows.

Sniff.

"Huh?" I paused my shopping, looking back at the maid in the room, sniffing the scent she was releasing.

"Ara~... Cute." Our eyes momentarily met, and she instantly blushed, looking away.

"Come here," I smiled, gesturing for her to come to me.

"Yes, my lady," the maid responded, standing up and walking toward me.

"Kneel," I ordered, spreading my legs for her.

"Yes, my lady," the maid complied, kneeling between my legs.

"Serve me," I demanded, pulling up the hem of my dress, and revealing my lacy black panties.

"As you wish," the maid murmured, lowering her head and sliding my panties down my thighs, exposing my pink lips before she began to slowly lick me.

"Ohhh!... Good girl," I praised her, gently stroking her head.

"Hmmm... her tongue is divine." The way her tongue was sliding in and out and teasing my walls was... something else.

"Ahh... ahhh!" I moaned, throwing my head back. The maid was skilled, her tongue and lips working my clit, driving me wild. "Don't stop until I say so."

"Yes, my lady," the maid answered, her tongue and lips devouring my honey pot.

'I should buy her too; she could serve me when I'm bored,' I mused.

While the maid diligently served me, I refocused on my shopping, purchasing ten slaves for my new home. I chose only human and elf females and futas, with one exception: my second bodyguard.

A tall, muscular, futa half-giant with dark skin, thick black hair, and a pair of red eyes that reminded me of Morgana. But the most striking feature of this futa was her cock, which rivaled that of a horse—long, thick, with huge balls. Moreover, she was a skilled fighter, capable of protecting me in case of danger.

'I can't wait to taste her cock,' I thought with a grin.

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