Zaja was starting to have an influence in the structure of the Valthorne household, he adopted the method of seizing the snake by the head so as to be able to control the rest of its body. By taking control of the houses head, he would be able to control the entire house without receiving backlash from other members of the family.
By night time, a magnificent chunk of the house's slaves turned into Zaja's loyal followers, all compelled by fear.
The sang along side him, danced with him, drank and ate him him, not out of merry— But fear. The Intimidation Skill had a advantage even when it was no longer active and who would want to face the wrath of that massive, heating producing serpent that he had summoned.
The nobles and attendants couldn't believe their eyes. As on of the four powerful houses in the country, and probably the most influential, House Valthorne hosted over 1,000 slaves and servants split between 50 courtyards and mansions throughout the whole estate.
Yet, not one of the nobles could so easily cause hundreds of servants and slaves to unite and serve one person with no reprecusion from the elites of the house.
But under Zaja's control, those slaves forgot their fear of the high nobility's rules, embracing chants and dances that Zaja improvised on the spot— and only stopping after he had waved them goodbye.
While the other nobles who witnessed everything Zaja had displayed that day plotted his downfall, Zaja lay on Lady Elyria's bed, watching the Matriarch massage his bulging penis between her juicy thighs.
"Mhmmm… Thornhill son… mummy wants a piece of you right now," Lady Elyria said, purring at him like a cat in heat.
Releasing Zaja's cock from her thigh sandwich and spreading her legs wide open. Her pussy came into full view, sweet love juice dripping down her love hole as she stroked her clit with one hand and pumped her now adoptive son's cock with the other hand.
The woman wasn't even shy to say what she wanted. She wanted pounding, raw, unforgiving rearrangement of her insides. And judging by Zaja's erect mass and thickness, she was going to get it!
This time they were not in the open, not lying on the hard uncomfortable floor of the dungeon room where Lira was meant to be or the lightly padded flooring of Kael's pavilion. Now, they were in the quiet, serene comfort of the king size bed in Lady Elyria's room, with the entire space smelling like lavender and scented candles.
"Just a piece my Lady? That would mean you would get just the tip…" Zaja said with a smooth velvety voice that seemed to even turn Lady Elyria on the more.
"Okay my sugar boy, mummy wants a huge chunk…" The matriarch said with her lewd eyes fixated on Zaja like she wanted to devour him that instant.
"Ok… but how much are you willing to pay for me?" Zaja asked in a calm serious tone, this one question causing Lady Elyria to blank out for a moment.
The number one dream Zaja had even from his first life was to have the worlds beauties pay him just to have a sip of his cock! Now that he has one of the most beautiful women in the world was under his breathe and ready to be taken by him, why not charge her for it?
"Not sure I heard that right my dear…" Lady Elyria said, cupping her massive jugs in her hands.
"I have no problem repeating myself my Lady… how much are you willing to pay for me?"
"Are you really asking me to pay to fuck you? Is that what your asking me Zaja?" Lady Elyria said while sitting up with her face plastered with a look of confusion.
"That is excatly what I have said baby. See, being a servant is a pennyless job. I worked my asss off for you and your dimwit son for a decade straight without fail. Did my best to make your lives lively, made you to be arguably the most powerful woman in this country today. And what did I get for it? Death and sister that is about to be cultivated into the vessel for the demon god Tenzen."
"That just won't cut it for me. I want to make sure I get all the resource I need to protect myself from scoundrels. And if there's one resource you can't go wrong with… it is money, so I want money and lots of it!"
"And if you want my penis pushing inside of you and taking you to the great beyond, you gotta pay up for every spec of cum you've received even before now and for every spec of cum you will receive afterward"
Zaja said in a bold and serious tone, but kept his eyes closed because he wasn't sure he was shameless enough to look Lady Elyria dead in the eyes while speaking such audacious words.
Never in Lady Elyria's years of knowing Zaja had she ever seen him speak like that. A man asking to pay for the right to sleep with him? What's this? Reverse prostitution?
"Thornhill son… you can't be bloody serious. Is this some kind of reverse prostitution kink?" Elyria's mind reeled at Zaja's words, the Crimson Deity Vessel waved his left hand, dismissing the matriarch's protest.
"It is a non-negotiable because yes, mother, though I care deeply about you, I am more concerned with my financial stability. You have to pay up, there's no way around it! And if you ask me, It is only fair and rational that the woman pays the man for his dick!"
"Pounding a pussy takes a lot of strength and energy, and the woman ends up enjoying two thirds of the exchange… for most guys, the only enjoy the sex when they are about to burst! The rest of the time they are just focused on giving the woman a good time, and I think the gratitude for that selflessness is solely lacking…"
"I can take anything: from jewelery, to Arcane Crystals, to Urns [currency], heck I can even take land if you so please, but one thing I will not do is to fuck you for free my Lady…" Zaja finished.
"So now you're a male prostitue… ehhh Zaja?!"