We all need companionship at some time or another. The world outside can be cruel and unforgiving, but once you step inside the lavishly crafted building, all your cares are to be left at the door. Whatever your tastes, there is certainly someone for you, just waiting to ease the tensions of life away... for a fee of course. Though not as obvious as the other businesses of Aleris', it isn't incredibly difficult to find. The true test isn't in locating Siren's, but in being able to leave once you arrive.

In life there were simple pleasures, simple needs that had to be met. To be honest it seemed like all things had that balance if one truely thought about it. Which was why the young demoness barily out of her teens was seeking such a lascivious position.

A prettily named house of ill repute. Perfect honestly if you asked her, it allowed her to express her creativity, to show off that dominate nature that she'd gotten from Daddy Morlis. What's more it allowed her to feed off all the energies that people put out when not engaging in some of it herself.

It was during this time she'd noticed herself starting to change. Her rebellious shades of purple had faded to pink. Something she was waiting to learn more about from her mother. Not that she was impatient mind you ok let's face it she was a demoness a spoiled demoness so naturally she liked knowing right then and there.

However not wishing to seem like a slut well at least not on the first day, not that she ever really was one. She stood at the top of the stairs looking down on what was to be her domain. Andras stood by the door as a silent security guard, so in a way the Corner got two employees with just her. She had ways of paying Andras below the tables, or on them, over them, on the counter which ever way she was in the mood for honestly.

Garbed in a soft silver dress that clung lovingly to each curve and valley to her body she almost purred looking at the girls as they sprawled upon the velvet and brocade furnishings. Laid out like delicious meats for wayward travellers to feat upon in their most decadent fantasies. It was after all what she was putting herself to do and create. Several of the rooms under her command had been reformed to be just that, rooms of pure fantasy.

It wasn't so much she wished to make the place a cheap whorehouse, far from it as she planned on exploiting every talent she had from creating to engineering those fantasies, dreams into reality. Consider her a sex match maker or was it a dream creator. Either way she would see to it those that visited the Siren's Corner came in and left either exhausted but pleased in more ways then it's able to express at least that was her intent.

The soft gentle scent of raspberry drifted about her petite frame which was funny since all her girls towered over her. However the tiny demoness asserted how and when things were to be done. After all, who would dare argue with a 4'10 demoness that had pink hair and rainbow colored eyes that went dark if not all out black when she was displeased. It was something she got from Daddy dearest after all.

However back to the moment, she stood there surveying the scene as a warry farmer walked in. The scent of him reached her nose causing it to crinkle. However, a customer was just that a customer. He would soon learn though that Miss Salome or "Sal" Was very particular about how things were to be done and people conduct themselves. The man grinned at her rather lasciviously to which her lips pulled upwardly before she walked down the steps like a princess rushing to greet her prince. A hand extended cordially allowing him to take it. The scent didn't get any better up close that was one thing.
"Welcome to the Siren's Corner, I'm it's Manager or Mistress if you will. My name is Salome Desiderio. How can my girls make your fantasies come true?" She asked once her hand was extracted from that of his own although she still remained smiling the entire time. Little fingers itched to wipe themselves off however that would have been rude and she was not going to act that way.

"Weeeeeee'll I gist want a gurl for the night. My wife died and I need sum luvin."The farmer stated as his eyes again slid along her form. Her smile tilted upwardly. To which she stepped aside and made a wiggle of her finger for him to follow her as she lead him down the hall, two girls following behind her. Heather and Contessa she believed their names were. Fitting that they knew what she was up to so they moved to comply. Perhaps they even knew the farmer, either way she wasn't going to throw a fit.

"Well darling, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to put you into the massage and bath area. The girls here are going to pamper you and satisfy all your needs. When you're done, be sure to come see me in my office at the beginning of the hall to settle your bill. Or if you want to spend the night..... There's a room connected to this that the girls can keep you in. You're going to learn what it's like to live the like of the royal land owner."

It was a tease to play with him like that as her hands went to his hips as she was too short to rest her chin on his shoulder. Besides the smell was a little better from the back. The man started to strip as Heather and Contessa stripped and climbed into a large heated pool. Motining for him to join them. Turning she moved for the door only to pause and turn back grinning at the trio as already the farmer had his hands on Heather's tits like he was milking a cow.

"Remember Ladies to keep to what the rules are. What's more, be sure to satisfy the customer entirely. Most importantly, a Lady never kisses and tells. What goes on in the Corner, stays here." The words accompanied with a wink as she headed out hearing the loud boisterous yell of the farmer within the room. She almost laughed but for now she headed for her office and started making more plans. Rennovations were needed to be made and soon enough they would go into place.

Post originally by Character_Ariadne Desiderio




Lately, Ariadne had been so busy that she hadn't had much time to herself. Between getting her promotion and hiring her first employee -- atop of dressing the brunt of her family, she chalked up the winter as an all-in-all success.

But, it was the coming Spring that triggered something inside of her. Even though the season was months away, she felt the urge to do something. It was something she had never felt before and it was kind of nice.

It was true that Ariadne was showing more bird-like tendencies than Angelic, and that was okay. She enjoyed being a bird, that is.. as much as she could until she could learn to shift fully and fly. That part still escaped her, however not for long!

Fluttering around the shop, she picked out a couple items. Brilliantly sparkling platinum bracelets with bright blue and green stones, and she wrapped them in one of the new boxes and sat on her perch behind the counter and stared at the boxes for a few. She set them aside for later and went about her day.

It would be a long day for her, which most were -- and most were going to be until she got Azure trained and ready to man the store alone. By the time she locked up, she had the boxes tucked neatly under her arm. She all but fluffed herself up at the thought before she preened her hair as she looked at her reflection in the shop windows. Like any bird, she revelled in her reflection. Pleased with herself, she headed toward The Siren's Corner.

There was never a day where Ariadne let herself be less than presentable. Today was no exception. She wore a satin-covered bodice and a pair of black leather pants tucked into knee high velvet boots. The bodice and boots were various shades of oceanic blue, it complimented the green coloring of her feathers.

Always with the bright colors.

Her feathered hair was piled into a messy twist atop her head and she wore the platinum and emerald choker and the matching earrings. Even her makeup looked perfectly done. It wasn't that she was prissy or high mai-- okay, maybe she was high maintenance, but that was who she was.

Ariadne had never been inside The Siren's Corner before, and she stood outside looking at the building for a handful of moments before finally stepping inside. And what was this, she was greeted by a bouncy girl in barely anything.

"Welcome to The Siren's Corner, how may we service you?"

A slight shock, Ariadne jumped and giggled loudly before covering her mouth. "Um, I'm not here to be.." She paused to giggle again and she couldn't help it. "Serviced, thank you." She righted herself with a brilliant smile and she looked around. "I am looking for someone, though. Is Evi..Salome here?" She was used to calling her Evil, then again Salome called her Plucky.

Andras wasn't there, so he must be off with Salome somewhere.

"No, she's not here right now. Is there something I can help you with?"

It took Ariadne a moment to tell that this woman was offering herself and flirting with her. She fluffed up her proverbial feathers and preened the bits of hair that fell over her shoulders. "No, no. I just wanted to give her something." And then the idea hit her, she approached the woman with a skipping like step and thrusted the boxes toward her. ""Please make sure she gets these." She said, proud of herself. "And as soon as possible, please." They were signs of affection in bird-speak. The shiner the better, and there was little that was more shiny than metals.

Once the boxes were out of her grasp, she smiled "Thank you!" Beaming, she turned and left the Corner and headed home, preening all the way. Ari was pleased with herself, and she couldn't wipe the smile off of her pristine features.

Her head tipped back and forth. It had been days since she'd gotten the littering of beautiful presents from her little birdy. Plucky must have been saving things as she walked about the corner in deep consideration. The black silken dress she wore was one of those presents. Embrodered with with vivid blue and green stitching to go along with the beautiful peacock feathers that were part of the skirt. It caused a definate uproar as a few girls wanted the feathers to use in their games. A laugh ebbed from her in memory alone as she walked down the hall to her office.

Today would begin her shifting things a little bit. The old manager had left several rooms unused, perhaps he hadn't gained enough girls but she'd make no such error. A whore house to some the Corner was but it was a place for every pleasure, and every pleasure was what she'd see to. Rooms were decorated to fufill fantasies now, two rooms were gutted downstairs for a beautiful roman bath, now was for her new project. The renovations were slightly out of the budget but she had asked Tonio to support her in this and like a good big brother he'd loaned her some money so long as she promised to pay him back.

It hadn't taken long to find a contractor that would do what she wanted, in this case she had gutted, torn out a wall and made yet another set of rooms into one big spacious room. This would be her newest area for those that wished something more then just carnal delights. There was a door to this room from the outside for those that wished not to be directly linked with bringing their wives or even themselves into the Corner. This new room would be a massage parlor for beautification. Just down the hall from the roman style baths she saw it beautifully decorated to where it was relaxing. Tables for massage, cushions to rest in. Chairs to recline in while getting a manicure or pedicure.

Naturally you'd think with all these little changes to pamper to others needs, she'd need employees. Luckily she had a big sister that was in the paper to do an advertisement for her. Consider it tit for tat, Sarine could run an add for her, in exchange for a healthy influx of information from an annonomous source. One couldn't blame the tiny Mistress these little slips of the lips. However it would take several days to finish up things. The girls all admired what she was doing to their once notorious house of ill repute and it was then she started learning things.

A few of the ladies had talents in massage, hair styling, make up and manicure pedicures. So she set up a schedule on the days they worked in there, they dressed appropriately, erotic but appropriate and less like they did in the open room of the Corner. It would create a balance, and take less strain and stress on girls fighting for a client. This way she also had a business within a business. The beauty parlor was part of the corner just in the matter of again doling out pleasure as let's face it, being made or just being pretty for husbands , wives, lovers was important to people too.

Her formal dress shifted as she took a seat and started writing out two notes. One was to her sister Sarine, the second to Plucky.. err Aridane.

Sarine,

It comes to my attention I might need your help since you did offer it. I am in dire need for a add to be run in your paper if possible. I have three positions I need filled in Corner. I'm expanding on fantasies and pleasures to have a small area set aside for less carnal delights. A beautification salon so with some staffing already in house. Yes I'll dress them appropriately for the love of god get that look off your face. I need a massage therapist, another security/bouncer and naturally with the expansions, I can't be here all the time. So I truely would like to have an assistant. If you would be a darling I will in trade, supply you with some information for a gossip rag.

Love,
Salome

The first letter she had vanish with a flick of her fingers. The emerald flame swirled for a moment seeming to devour the paper before it would probably appear on her sister's desk with nary a flaw.

The second letter was what she was opting to work on for the moment which was a simple letter of thanks. Upon her desk sat the vase of pink roses and violets that matched her hair past and present. It had brought a smile to her lips as did her presents which was why she figured it was only fair to return the favor. Although god help them all with what Salome had in mind. But being the subborn demoness that she was, it wasn't going to deter her.

Ariadne,

I very much appreciate everything youv'e done for me lately. It helped boilster my courage to do this new venture. And as such, I'd love to repay you. So here's my proposal, I'd very much like if you would meet me this evening at home. I figured the two of us would have a quiet dinner out in the garden. No you don't have to cook. I will. (Coughs, no she had No clue in hell how to cook. Tara hadn't bothered to teach her, after she nearly set the place on fire the last four times.)

-The Evil one.

Of course she would add that as she had done previously a flick o her finger and emerald flames would lickingly devour the letter to where it would teleport itself onto the desk her bird like companion friend would use.

Eyes went to Andras as he stood by the door and smiled.[color=#40BFFF] "You know Andras, I think it's time I start learning other magic. Father offered to have Tonio teach me and I'd refused simply because I didn't want nagged. Perhaps I should reconsider as summoning imps, voidwalkers and lesser demons isn't as much fun as it used to be."

Taking the now hiring plaque in hand, she headed out of her office to nook it discreetly and at the same prominately within a window up front so people would see that the Corner was now hiring.

Busy busy it seemed as though that's what the Corner was. Siren's corner was a good thing to be called for the ill reputed house of darkness and pleasure. Her lips coiled as she kicked her feet up on her desk. Before her sat a girl that was blushing down to her toes as she applied for a job working in the facility. "And what sort of position are you applying for my dear?" She inquired with a gentle lofting of an eyebrow.

"M..m..my mum is dreadfully sick, I don't know anything else. I need to do something, cleaning anything. " She tilted her head a little bit. "Most of my employee's are well women of loose morals, my dove. Unless you working in the bathing room to see about bathing and cleaning. However that job too does usually require a bit of sexual expertise which your blushes seem to rather say you've little of. " She tapped her fingertips on her lips as she reclined further back in her chair.

Andras coughed from the door with a grin etched on his lips. His pants hugging his thighs showing off his always erect cock to it's advantage. His tail swayed lightly from side to side and she snapped her fingers. "No." that's all she said with a faint glare in his direction before looking back towards the female.

"I also have jobs working in a well almost spa for those wishing pampering pleasures. Beautifications and the such that require a bit of knowledge. Would you say you know any of that?" She watched the girl. Granted with her ginger brown hair and her small apple sized tits , she was rather adorable for someone that towered over that of Salome's dimminuative stature.

"I .. I don't know anything other then making bed. " The girl looked down and she in turn shaked her head a little bit. "Give her to Gabriella for the night. have her make the girl her protegee. Gabbi will teach you a few tricks of the trade, as well as test where you belong and get back to me as to where to best place you." Salome's voice was rather direct and to the point.

Gabriella was also her head working girl, the head whore in her house but hell, who better then the queen of thigh spreading to teach the girl a few tricks of the trade. Hell, Sal was learning things herself on a daily basis. Reguardless, it was work as per usual.

The massage had gone rather well, the woman with her sensuality, her sexuality and her manipulation was a lure that the young imp succubus woman was hard pressed to ignore. However, business was just that business and though she was in the business of pleasure and pleasing people. She had a business to run, once the massage was finished, she ordered three women and two handsome men to escort Princess Najia to the baths.

Scents that were created just for her before her were implied to the waters, Heated oils for when she was done to be massaged into her soft flesh. Fluffy towels to dry her beautiful length of dark hair. However, Salome departed her company at that point, business didn't run itself which was why she went to deal with an issue.

A man had entered the Corner and incited a bit of a stirr, so while she was detained, it had caused a girl to be hurt and one of her boucers to break the mans nose. Something that wasn't going to fly with the tiny Mistress of the Corner. She was alerted and with a respectful bidding of a good evening, that she'd return. She left weither Najia liked it or not.

Marlena was again instructed to step in and play go between as was Andras as she went to go deal with the issue of the man within her hallowed halls. Here she was the bloody fucking Queen and that was that. With the instructions whispered to Marlena she stated if the Princess was displeased, she was welcome to depart the Corner but the bill would be due as to the services she had recieved.

Dressed once more in her dress, her heels with her hair about her shoulders. She'd left off the bracelets, rings and had even removed the collar like necklace. They were locked in a safe in her office where she'd dipped into to redress. So as she walked to the man with the grace and elegance that suited a queen, she knelt down to the restrained man. Fingers caressing over his chin as she spoke softly.

"I'm Salome, this is Siren's Corner and I am it's Mistress. I've been told there is a problem and you've been busting up my place. That I simply can not allow. Now, what's the reason for this?" Her tone was gentle and yet had that tone of steel laced silken authority. Meek and mild she was not, she lived for the fun, the game and play.

Father didn't have a hand in her raising, but she was close to him, she stood by him and adored him as she did her older brother and sister. Like her mother she was free spirited, at times slavish if one knew the right buttons. Regretfully, her highness hadn't hit it yet, just manipulated but business was business.

Pleasure could wait, which was why as she listened to the man, the scent of whiskey on his breath she shook her head. "I'm sorry, but you are permanently diswelcome within the Corner. Drunken, sloven behavior will not be tolerated, what's more. You hurt a girl, broke some of My property. I think you need a sobering up lesson." She kicked her shoes off at that point as with a snarle her body twisted, contorted as her pink hair grew darker, her flesh tinted light pink and small little horns slid from her temples matting her bangs with blood. A little tail formed from her spine as the little demoness seemed to laugh at his shock. Pink wings formed along her back extending with sharp little talons that decended and dug into the warm willing flesh of the scruff of his neck. Hoisting him despite her small stature up off his feet. "Andras, come with me. Benito, stand guard, Teresa see that Connie is alright. " She started for the door in leaps and pranced bounds of her small demonic form free from the restraints of her usually graceful humanesque stature.

A lake was nearby a mile or so as the man fought, kicked, hit at her small frame. It was fine with her after all, to her this was business and her mind was no longer attached to that point. Andras kept him from doing any true harm to her small frame until she reached the edge of the lake.

Inhuman strength had been used this entire time as she dropped him to the ground. "Andras, let's play a game." She giggled softly as her nails ellongated and tore at the man's clothing. Andras in turn did the same until he was bare, his arousal at this violation apparant. "A pity." She purred rather kitten like as her tail swayed about her thighs. Her torn dress hanging in shreds about her breasts and hips. The ribbon frayed, loose and not holding up to her actions.

Gripping the man's ankles as Andras got his hands. The started swinging the man's body back and forth like a jump rope before with maximum height and velocity, flung him into the deepest part of the lake. "If he survives the swim, he can use this to get his life in order." She plucked a golden coin out of Andras's pants and dropped it on the shore. "Back to the Corner." She commanded and dancingly pranced towards her business.

Who said work wasn't all fun, at least for her.

Sometimes girls need a spa day too. So when she returned to the corner she decided to put a few things into play. First of all, the massage area needed softer pillows. Secondly, she needed to check the expenditures as of lately to make sure she could cover what all she wished to do. Thirdly she really needed more staff, people for her to have entertain guests, to do the massages, to play gopher to her. Let's face it she couldn't be everywhere at once. What's more she wanted a spa day even as her body was slow, becoming a slight bit lethargic from the exertions with the pretty princess and then the moronic male.

Back in the corner she didn't head straight for her room, instead she ordered Andras to fetch her a new dress. There were several to which he could pick as she headed for the back spa area. Her body lowered into heated scented waters that made her close her eyes. A girl started brushing her hair until it shined but she shook her head. "I want my hair to fall in curls." She commanded regally. And picked up two white gold clips off the girls stand. They were slid into her hair to keep it pulled back in front as she let the girl set about curling the soft pink strands. Another girl massaged oil into her bare sensative body and skin. Each touch made her softly purr out in pleasure but no not overly get aroused.

Once they were done , her hair curled and andras returned to her. She started the process of sliding the black dress onto her frame. Andras was very nervous, antsy even that the Infernal and Najia were present. That she'd still kept the scent and presence of them on her frame. Sliding the black thigh highs up onto her frame she fastened them to the garters that were visible of her outfit. Little more then a leotard with a formal skirt that fastened with a black ribbon over her ass. She made no effort to hide her tail at that point, However her skirts did hide it. Swaying along her ass where as her thighs were quite visible from the front.

Knee knee length laced up boots were tugged on as was the jacket to the dress. Fastened over her breasts to where her arms , chest were covered entirely from view as was her neck with the jackets high collar. Her pink tresses bounced along her back and over her shoulders. "I suppose I should get back in to see about what fun there is to be had from now on." She murmured caressing her fingers over Andras's lips. Her form swayed as she walked for her office.

Change was on the wind, but unlike blood in the water. She never was one to get swept away.

Post originally by Character_Talisy Aensland

Perhaps it was her eternal boredom that lead her to the corner. The man she played consort to let her wander free, that was one of the things that allowed him her favor. It wasn't that she was a disloyal sort or even one that was talking out. It was just how Talisy's mind worked. No one really stayed special to her long, no one was held in her heart beyond family.

Long a long time ago she'd learned that caring for someone, loving someone meant you had to stand by their side or even agree with them. Hell half the time you didn't even have to get along with them or tolerate them. Which was why, when she wasn't occupied, she detained herself and her thoughts with other things.

Such was what brought her to the corner. Recently it was running into Kadeca that loud mouthed uncle she remembered that she again felt that dirty feeling. That inadequacy that clung to her, plagued her with her insecurities. He spoke of a hat being the charming accessory of hers that he liked.

But he never seemed to like her, he criticized her at every turn of the tide and damn her if it didn't hurt her. It didn't burn her stubborn pride that she wasn't good enough. Maybe it was time for a make over which was what brought her to the corner.

As the young demoness approached that of the corner and entered. Around her the scent of sex, the scent of blood, and cum flooded her senses. A mixed breed of a demon she fed off the energies within like a kid in a candy store, it strengthened her resolved to do what she was about to do.

As she stood there watching on she looked at the portrait and the depiction of Morlis and laughed. "That needs replaced, someone will think that this is a shrine to him. No offense of course intended." She murmured in case the boss was around. It was after all just the way she was.

Her fingers went to the collar about her neck and tugged at it. Somedays she really didn't want to have a marker, some days she really just wanted free like today. A soft calling was given allowing her voice to resonate, "Hello?"

Her silvery dress swirled about her as if it was mist, frothy foam from the sea and yet it hid everything much to a male workers dismay. He was oogling her from behind and she was ignoring him. Fingers went up to the pins of her hair and plucked them free allowing a very long water fall of hair to fall free... Violet hair fell down her back past her ass and feet to pool on the floor. Hiding his view and well showing all to well nothing that she didn't want to. Impish little shit that she was.

It was a busy night within the corner it seemed as she stepped into the foyer with her hand gracing Andras's arm. Her gaze swept over the woman that stood there. The scent of her alone made her toes curl and her pert nose to wrinkle. The last thing in the world she wanted right now was to deal with One of His women. Ugh....

For a moment she debated telling the woman to depart, to frig off for all she cared but damn her if she didn't. Business was just that, that moment of upset passed and she shoved it down and placed up a faint smile and that regal air of hers.

The comment about the portrait drew her attention, and her gaze shifted to it. Lips thinned a moment. "You're correct, perhaps you can see that it is returned to it's owner. It was just a loaned peice until I found something better. Regretfully the new piece is in the making of. Andras, remove that.. Now." She commanded with a deft point of her finger towards the portrait.

Her gaze went back to the long haired siren in her corner. It was her presence, her nature to study those that entered Her domaine and so she did. The woman that stood there had an insecurity about her as telling as her long hair. She was tough as steel and as unbending as a diamond which was a good thing. She'd need it if she was going to be screwing Morlis.

"I'm the Mistress of the Corner, My name is Salome. How may my establishment help you today, Miss?" She murmured softly eyes studying the other woman with a great intensity. Curiousity held her there as to what and why one of Morlis's toys was off wandering about here and there. The playing with the metal band about the woman's neck made her lips again thin and pale behind the gloss.

The woman speaking she wanted a make over brought an eyebrow upward and lofting. "Oh? That can be arrainged. Follow Marlena she's the pretty one with the pepper and salt hair into the massage parlor.. I'm assuming cost is not an issue?" She asked softly. Only when the woman nodded her head to her did she give a sweeping hand gesture.

"Oh, and would you do me a favor? I'm willing to deduct from your bill.. If you'll return that portrait and a note to it's owner? It's to go to the Desiderio manor." The woman nodded her head and let herself be lead off.

Her mind paused all around her and she contemplated. Time for a little game, one that would start, the second that portrait entered that house. Daddy dearest is in for a suprise, she loved being cute and evil. Heading to the front desk, she penned a little note. And started incanting something upon it. Nothing that would injure anyone, just enough to tip a few scales and make daddy dearest perhaps learn a lesson, or open the eyes of the sleeper..