"You feel something's off because this store is special," Su Ming turned to chat with Palham, no wonder the older generation can't understand.
"Aren't they what...?" Palham asked softly.
"Uh... strictly speaking, yes, but it's more in a spiritual sense," Su Ming explained the 'queen' store situation in terms Palham could understand.
"Now truly things are different, even people are pursuing spiritual fulfillment?" Palham took off his cowboy hat and let out a deep sigh.
These women walked around in thin clothes, yet their demeanor was as if they were strolling through a palace, believing themselves to be supreme.
"Well, they don't physically touch people; they typically use allure, humiliation, restraint, or placement and other methods to provide psychological satisfaction to customers."
Su Ming gave the Knight a rough explanation, but Mordo looked surprised at the Supreme Mage; why does he know such things? Do mages need to master this too?
"But they're not vampires, they have a heartbeat and breathe, they are all living people."
Palham quickly shifted his focus to the task at hand, just observing their skin color would confirm this fact.
"Yeah, they're just painting themselves a bit whiter and holding fake teeth in their mouths." Su Ming took a close look at a few women: "The fake teeth are made of rubber, can't even break the skin, they're just props."
Palham was also observing at the same time, twisting his sideburns with his fingers: "Did we find the wrong place?"
"Could be a death cultist, the shop name is there after all." Su Ming took a stack of bills from his pocket and placed it on his knee: "We need to meet the boss behind the scenes."
"What do we do? You tell me." Palham answered without hesitation.
"Simple, wait." Su Ming placed the stack of money on Mordo's head: "Hold it, squat."
Mordo didn't understand, but he still obeyed the Supreme Mage's command, holding a stack of bills in both hands and squatting in the current resting area where they were.
Almost the moment the money was brought out, Su Ming noticed many eyes turning in this direction, and in the rhythm of classical music played by the phonograph, many ladies walked cat-like over.
Even those who didn't walk over were still eyeing the money here, stealing glances with their peripheral vision.
"Ah, now I understand, it's still like that." Palham smiled, indeed, money is useful regardless of the era.
Su Ming gave him a smile, these women are out doing this job precisely for money; to dress up as vampires, those too old can't handle this work.
Promised elixir of immortality, and yet when clients come in, they're greeted by old ladies, how does that work?
Therefore, they need to earn enough money within their limited youth, just like cats can't change their love for fish.
A black-haired, lace lingerie and garter-wearing Goth pale woman came over, lifting her leg to brush Mordo's clothes with the tip of her high heels, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"Slave, are you here to offer your wealth to me?"
Mordo slightly turned his head, using his eyes to plead to the master for help, never seen such a scene! How should he answer?!
Su Ming noticed these women were wearing lingerie produced by Wilson Enterprises, belonging to the high-end kind, definitely not cheap, indicating their boss behind had money, even the 'work uniform' is well matched.
Thinking of this, Su Ming took out more money from the small bag behind him, about five thousand US Dollars, piling it on Mordo's head.
"My servant is very, very, very naughty, and he's duplicitous; he wants to serve all the noblewomen here." Su Ming answered her question for Mordo and raised the pile of money a bit higher.
The women exchanged glances, whispered their discussions, and quickly nodded reaching consensus.
Under the dim red and black lighting, they brought out dog leashes and mouth gags from somewhere, planning to take Mordo to the basement.
"No, master, what is this?! Save me, master... ouch ouch..."
Mordo had a nearly outdated sense of justice in his heart, which is one of the reasons for his future corruption, so Su Ming determined he certainly wouldn't use magic against these ordinary people now.
Moreover, he kept calling 'master,' which in English shares the same word as 'owner,' master, incidentally confirming his super submissive identity.
At this moment, Mordo was regarded by them as such a person.
Over ten women dragged him like pulling a dead dog, while walking, two stern women continually whipped Mordo with black horsewhips, insulting and spitting at him.
They were very professional, having taken so much money, they must provide top-notch service.
Palham watched sympathetically as Mordo was dragged away, leaving ten scratch marks on the deep red carpet, the originally dark-skinned youth being swallowed by the black entrance of the basement.
"Don't worry, he will fall in love with this place, he's very accustomed to obeying domineering women." Su Ming hinted to Palham rest assured, this opened the door to a new world for Mordo, he will understand the Supreme Mage's well-intentioned heart in the future.
"Would you like to watch? No extra charge." A woman stayed behind, quietly asking Su Ming, having someone watch is also a playstyle.
"Uh, no thanks." This time it was Su Ming who was disgusted, he really didn't want to see Mordo being stripped and hanged for beating: "As long as you're happy."
The woman nodded, she crossed her arms into a different posture, boldly letting Su Ming look at her, while also staring at Su Ming intently.
"Are you two going to play?"
Su Ming raised an eyebrow, pointing at the other men who left here reluctantly. They glared at Su Ming fiercely as they walked out, as if they were ready to tear him apart at any moment.
"Pah, does having money make you great?!"
"Bad luck, can't see the Master today."
They left cursing, because besides the previously live Queen, all the other Queens were booked by this one-eyed man.
But the small building wasn't only home to Queens, there were also some men dressed as Vampire nobles.
These strong nobles, their wrists about as thick as the calves of ordinary people, had guns in the pockets of their tailcoats. Although they weren't drinking, they were either listening to the radio, but everyone knew who they truly were.
"Haven't I booked everyone?" Su Ming feigned surprise and asked, then pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket: "I have money to spare, but you guys have no one left."
The woman let go of her crossed arms, swayed over to him, and bent down to touch Su Ming's face.
"No, there is one more, me, the best Queen, the boss here."
Her red lips slightly opened, whispering softly by his ear. After speaking, she licked the sharp fang in her mouth, showing a charming expression.
Compared to the other women, she was younger and more beautiful, with a more dignified air, and a full bosom.
Unfortunately, she wasn't a Vampire either, the fangs in her mouth were fake.
"Then if I give you all this money, how far can you play with me?" Su Ming offered the banknotes, roughly several thousand US Dollars.
The woman raised her hand to brush her hair, the scent of perfume penetrating Su Ming's nostrils. She leaned in to sniff his neck and said quietly:
"Shall we discuss in the room? For a handsome man like you, money doesn't matter, you can play however you wish..."
Su Ming showed a smile, he nodded and grabbed the woman's hand, instructing Palham: "I'm off to play for a while, you stay here."
Palham stretched out his legs on the sofa and pulled down his hat brim with thumb and index finger, signaling his receipt.
The woman took Su Ming by the arm and quickly headed towards the upstairs boudoir, as if impatiently wanting to devour him. As they ascended, the wooden stairs echoed their hurried steps.
Upstairs indeed resembled a hotel, carpeted corridors, independent small rooms, each floor roughly the same.
Upon reaching the top fourth floor, there were obviously no signs of activity here; the woman approached a door, casually turning it open.
Inside it was dark, she didn't turn on the light but instead turned her head to smile at Su Ming.
"Come quickly."
Before her words fell, she gave Su Ming no opportunity to choose. She pulled him in and immediately came at him, planting a fierce kiss with her red lips.
The two were entangled together, kissing from the doorway to the bathroom, swinging from the bathroom to the balcony, the scene extremely intense.
In this room, they clung and chomped at each other for several minutes, smashing several lamps, vases, even tearing tablecloths and sofa covers into shreds.
However....
A few minutes later, she disengaged, panting heavily, spitting to the side, her gums bleeding from the suction, yet the goal not achieved.
Su Ming looked at her with a half-smile, touching his lips as if savoring: "Shall we continue?"
She immediately put on a smile, lying in his arms and stroked his chest: "Of course, you're amazing."
But after a few minutes, the clothes still intact on them, she gradually grew impatient, sat up and stared at Su Ming's face.
"Who exactly are you?"
"Trying to consume my soul without even knowing who I am, isn't that too rushed?"
Su Ming raised his hand to touch her face, suddenly exerting force, bringing their faces close together. His strength was totally overwhelming, she felt like her neck was caught in iron clamps.
"I surrender, I'll return the money to you, let my girls play with you for free, is that okay?" The woman pleaded pitifully, tears rolling down.
"No way, we're not finished playing yet, hehehe....." Su Ming feigned an evil smile.
"äðçõšû!"
The woman suddenly growled, hands held down by Su Ming abruptly spewed Flame.
Su Ming, prepared for the Magic, couldn't possibly get hit. Even if the distance is close, the Incantation time was enough for him to react.
He dodged downward swiftly, the Flame hitting the ceiling directly, instantly scatter stones and embers: "Hell Magic, it's a familiar taste."