Mornings in the offices of the Sanctum were always the most hectic part of the day. Sindara's team of lovely elves were bustling about, fetching clean sheets or running trays of breakfast to their patrons. Sindara herself, tucked away in her study, would be weighing out gold to pay her staff, usually dressed in little more than a negligee. This morning, however, she found herself fully dressed, or as fully dressed as one could be in her rather...revealing Sin'dorei robes. Truthfully those robes were little more than a tiny bodice and two tails of fabric hanging over her backside and front from her hips to the floor). As well as being fully dressed, she had the wages weighed and labeled before her and a wrinkle between her brows. On a perch behind her mahogany desk, a young phoenix was busy preening its shimmering feathers while the buxom elf stared into space, something clearly weighing on her thoughts.

"Mistress," a sweet voice called out cautiously from behind the fabric that served as a "door" to the study, interrupting Sindara's thoughts, "Do you recall when Tethriel mentioned their friend who wanted a job here?"

Sindara woke from her reverie and blinked up at the girl, the lithe and lovely Faevalla, "Yes, darling," she replied, rubbing her forehead with her index finger and thumb, "Yes, I do recall. He's here to audition himself, isn't he? I completely forgot-"

"Yes, he's here but, well, it's more than that. His name. It's fairly...elfy, isn't it?"

Now Sindara was very curious. She quirked one of her long, elegant brows at her little Fae, demanding an explanation for her odd behaviour, "Yes. His name is Tanvir, isn't it? Is that really worthy of conversation?"

She stood, smoothing her skirt and readjusting her breasts to make sure they wouldn't spill out over the top of the tiny red bodice of her dress. It was only just large enough to cover her chest, leaving her midriff and ample cleavage quite bare.

"He's tauren."

Sindara blinked at the cleavage she was adjusting. Faevalla blushed and fiddled with the gold band she wore on her wrist. Then they both stared at each other a moment while Sindara processed the information.

"Tauren?"

"Moo."

"Oh my."

Well, well. Her Sanctum had been growing in popularity outside of the Eversong Woods of late. It only made sense that eventually her staff would soon follow the way of her patronage and begin growing beyond the Sin'dorei population.

"I apologize mistress. Is "moo" an...offensive term for tauren?"

The mistress of the Sanctum rolled her eyes and left Faevalla to finish her chores. Past the kitchen doors, the lounge, and into the private dance room she went, where she was greeted by the largest tauren she had seen in her thousands of years of life wearing the tightest loincloth that had likely ever been crafted on Azeroth. Her curiosity and surprise were neatly tucked away to be mulled over later. Now, she wore only her grace and her smile and a very revealing set of robes.

"Good morning, Tanvir," she said, reaching out her hand for a shake. He took hold of it, very gently, and planted a soft, beefy kiss upon it. How delightful! "I trust my staff treated you well and informed you of what I expect for your audition?"

The blonde-furred bull offered Sindara a cheeky grin, "They did, Mistress. I take it by Faevalla's reaction that it was assumed you'd be meeting with another elf today? I must have shocked her."

"Not a worry," she laughed in response, "A good shock will ground that one a little, which she is in dire need of. She has a head in the clouds, though that touch of innocence gives her such a sweet taste."

"And you mistress? How do you taste?"

Sindara smirked at his boldness and folded her arms on her chest, highlighting her cleavage even more, "I wonder," she purred, leaning casually back against the wall, "Why don't you tell me?"

Seduce her. Those were the instructions every would-be employee who came to the Sanctum received. If one could impress Sindara enough for her to invite them back to her bedchambers (or at least want to), then they would be hired. Of course, that was supposing they had a clean bill of health. Little Faevalla was a trained priest with a vast background in first aid training. She was a little too timid for the battlefield (and for working as a server or performer at the Sanctum), and as such found herself employed as a nurse for the staff, as well as being responsible for running health checks on everyone who set foot in Sindara's sanctum, even the patrons. Anyone who could potentially infect one of the staff was seated in specific areas, so the staff knew not to engage them sexually. And of course, since the staff was responsible for selling sex, they had to be clean.

Tanvir reached for the mistress' hand again and pulled her away from the wall, brown eyes drinking in every curve on her shapely body. He pulled down on her bodice gently, causing her huge tits to spill out - what a shame, after all of the masterful tugging and pulling she had performed to keep them contained. Still, she could hardly complain. This bull oozed the sort of confidence and sex she looked for in a new-hire, and when she glanced forward she could tell he likely had the biggest cock she would ever see in her life. Forward, because the golden bull was almost three times Sindara's height. That cock alone would likely draw a lot more city-dwellers to her fine establishment. Many might turn their nose up at the Sanctum, but the very same elves who publicly spoke against Sindara were the ones who were quickest to get their dicks or pussies wet with her staff when they finally came to scope the place out. She could think of a handful of men and women in Silvermoon City who were known to hate the Sanctum who had reputations for being size queens, and they would pay good gold just to have Tanvir smack their faces with his massive package.

Or at least they would pay good gold for it as long as he passed the mistress' little test.

"I'm from a family of shamans, you know," Tanvir whispered in his deep baritone, crouching down a little so he could massage Sindara's breasts. She glanced up at him with a spicy grin, but quickly found herself biting her lip. He was good...very good. He squeezed softly at first, then slowly piled on the pressure until it just began to hurt, then he'd release her and give her tits a light slap. He was toying with her, and she didn't like how eager she already felt to give in to him.

"Despite my very muscular body, I never did go to war for the Horde as the rest of my family has. But I did learn a few tricks."

He cradled her waist with his right hand, his thumb on her naval. Then he slid his hand down, slowly, tracing that thumb down her stomach and her sex and began to press up tight against her clit. He grinned while she stared him down through lidded eyes, and then he summoned the lightning. It was just a small spark, but it jumped from his thumb to her clit and made her cry out and grab his hard, muscled arm with a vicelike grip. Her pussy was wet the moment the spark hit her and she sat it down hard on his thick thumb, using every fibre of her being to keep herself from grinding on him. But he wasn't about to relent.

He started rubbing her tits again, this time calling little electric sparks to his hands while he did. Sindara had never felt anything like it - it was enough to banish every turbulent thought that had been plaguing her mind since she ran from the hunter Val'en early this morning. Every shred of doubt and uncertainty the sweet little hunter had poisoned her with had vanished. Now, all she could do was keep a tight grip on the tauren's forearms while the small jolts of lightning set her flesh afire with intense thirst.

Tanvir had this job in the bag and they both knew it, but he wasn't done showing off yet. The private dance room was full of lovely furniture to take advantage of after all. Large, luxurious lounge chairs, sofas, and a feather bed dressed in silks with ropes on the bed posts decorated the room. The blonde-furred tauren was grinning ear-to-ear when he plucked Sindara up in one hand and tossed her on the bed. She didn't resist when he tied down her wrists, simply arched her back as her pussy gushed and her toes curled and little lingering sparks made her little pink nipples harder than she had known they could be.

The tauren lifted the cascade of gold-trimmed scarlet silk that was hiding her pussy, peering at her sex hungrily before he finally ripped away the leather containing his cock. He laughed when Sindara, momentarily forgetting her sexual bliss, gasped at the size of him. But his laughter was soon traded for a pleasured sigh as he ran his sparking fingers down his hard torso to take hold of his white-spotted pink dick. After a few rubs, it was fully hard, and Sindara was scared. Would he really try to fuck her? There was no way that was fitting anywhere in her. But her fears were soon calmed when he climbed overtop her and, holding onto his twitching shaft, began stroking her wet pussy with its head. Just a little, he pushed it up against her, his eyes glazed with a hunger he, thankfully, knew not to chase.

Still, the mistress wasn't exactly one for making wise decisions while her pussy was wet. Sindara strained against her bindings and arched her back to lift her ass and press herself harder against Tanvir's cock. His head slid into her, and at that moment Tanvir clenched his jaw and exhaled, grabbing and squeezing Sindara's thigh. Hard. The elven mage gasped as the pain shot through her and Tanvir snapped to his senses. He looked almost sheepish, but the matron of the Sanctum wasn't about to let him lose his steam. She began to swirl her hips with his head in her, then grabbed the hand still resting on her thigh to pull him close to her.

"I have a few tricks up my sleeve, Tanvir," she whispered into his ear as his cock pushed a little deeper into her, quite painfully. She bit her lip. With a small wave of her bound hand, pale golden magic began to swirl around the two and then shot into Sindara's groin. A loud moan of pleasure escaped her as the tingling arcane fog seeped into her skin and filled her with warmth. Though nothing had changed on the outside, the elven mage had just magicked her pussy to be a little more...flexible. It took a little teasing at first, but Tanvir began inching a little more of himself in until Sindara had taken all of him. Her head fell back as he pushed into her, blue eyes rolling back in pure ecstasy. Then he started really, truly fucking her.

Tanvir grabbed Sindara's milky thighs and began thrusting slowly, teasingly. He could feel her pussy getting hot against him, clenching down hard on his dick, and he could barely take it. Even amongst Tauren, the "Golden Bull" as he was called, could rarely find a woman capable of accommodating his...sizeable assets. He pulled out a moment, ripped the ropes holding Sindara in place, and with one hand grabbed her and turned her over so she was on hands and knees on the bed. Then with one hand he squeezed her massive tits together, and with the other he guided his cock over her clit and flat stomach to begin fucking her breasts. As he thrusted into her chest the bull clenched his jaw tight, steam shooting from his nose with each powerful breath. He was rutting her wildly, cock throbbing as her pussy gushed over him and her controlled moans grew closer to pleasured screams.

Sindara felt herself grow dreadfully close to cumming, but he pulled his dick away the moment she got there and slapped her ass with it. Then he grabbed her legs and pulled her pussy to his face as he knelt at the edge of his bed. The hot breath shooting from his nose onto her groin made the sin'dorei woman cry out pathetically, hungrily, until he flicked his tongue over her soft, bare flesh. She tasted warm and sweet, the juices flowing from her even sweeter still. No doubt this had something to do with her magic and potions as well, but the rich taste of her tight little cunt was making the bull's head swim. His thick tongue flicked her clit before plunging into her as Tanvir began sucking, ever so lightly. Her moans grew louder again, though they weren't half so wild as moments before. She cried out every time he began to suck, her voice muffled by the feather mattress as she pressed her face into it. Her hands reached up to massage her own breasts, which were pressed flat against the silken sheets of the bed. Soon, the bull's face was soaked and Sindara's entire body was quaking as he drank in her sweetened nectar - but she wasn't spent and he knew that. Grinning, he pulled his face away and wiped his mouth, then grabbed her again, lifting her up to face him.

She grinned at his wet face while he grinned at her little red pussy, then he slowly lowered her onto his dick until the full length of his shaft was inside her once more. Now it was his turn to grow a little unhinged. He began to fuck her as he held her aloft, stumbling back to lean against the wall as they both desperately grabbed at each other, kissing and biting every inch of each others' necks, shoulders, and chests. It looked impossible to him, seeing his huge cock fill the small elven creature - but her magic was truly wondrous. Harder, more desperately he fucked her, until her mouth hung wide open and her cries once more grew loud and desperate.

"Fuck me," she screamed, "Harder, bull boy,"

He could barely take it. His cock was hot and felt ready to burst. He turned them around so she was against the wall and continued rutting her like some wild beast, his hands grabbing onto her tits as she grabbed fistfulls of his golden hair in order to pull herself down harder on his cock. At this point, everything became a blur. They fucked against the wall, stumbled to the different couches in the room, bent over the bed again, got down on the floor, until finally Sindara managed to push the bull back against the bed, then climbed on top of him and began weaving her hips with the full length of his dick in her.

Finally, he released a bestial roar as hot cum shot from his cock. Sindara screamed in sheer pleasure as she, too, came hard atop him (for the tenth or fifteenth time or, oh, she had lost track…). For long moments after, they lay still, Sindara draped over top the naked bull while his long, now-soft cock began sliding snake-like, out of her. They were both covered in cum, sweat, and spit...completely spent.

"You're hired."

-

All told, it took about a half hour to clean things up. Sindara could have made the process quicker by using her magic, but she was completely exhausted and could only manage a handful of small spells every few minutes. They toweled themselves dry, stripped the sheets, and straightened up the furniture. In between all this, too, Tanvir would find himself with his finger or tongue in Sindara's pussy once more. He was completely enthralled, as she was with his cock. It took them a little longer to finish cleaning up considering they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Then with a few quick and thorough cleaning spells the mistress made sure the furniture was perfectly sanitary once more before she and her new pet replaced the sheets and ropes they had destroyed.

After they were finished Sindara took a few more moments to run her hands over Tanvir's bare cock. She got on her knees and pressed her breasts against it, feeling it twitch as she gave his head one final, playful suck. It would be such a pity to part from the bull's...talent before tonight.

Tanvir pulled on his loincloth and a pair of trousers while Sindara fixed her hair and squeezed her large breasts back into the scarlet bodice. The two were still very obviously a post-sex mess, but at least they now met the required level of presentability expected in this establishment. Before they left the room, Sindara smiled up at Tanvir and beckoned him to lower his head. When he did, she placed a small gold band on one of his white horns.

"There," she purred, kissing him upon the cheek, "A very select few are given these bands. If you work here, this means you're one of my favourite playthings. Expect me to call on you whenever I have an itch that needs scratching."

Tanvir grinned and slipped a finger under her skimpy skirt, sliding it down over her still-slick pussy so he could push it inside her. She bit her lip as he pulled her gently forward using the finger he had in her sex.

"I think I'll be more than capable of taking on this responsibility."

She bit his lip gently then broke away from him to head towards the door, hips swaying.

"Tethriel will train you on etiquette and serving, and for now you will be their dog. Do as they say if you're to be ready to work by tonight. And also," she turned around and shot him a very frisky look, "If you manhandle me outside the bedroom, in front of my staff or patrons, you will not like the punishment."

The golden bull nodded respectfully and let Sindara lead him out towards the main bar. She opened her mouth to introduce Tanvir to those of her staff who had gathered, grinning no doubt because their mistress and her new toy had just made a rather...loud commotion. Just as quickly as her mouth opened, though, it clamped shut. Another blood elf, clearly dressed in leathers that meant he did not work at the Sanctum, had entered the room with a furious scowl on his lips. His blue eyes were burning with rage as he swept through the room, refusing to look anyone in the eye. Sindara watched him go, looking, for the first time Tanvir or the rest of her staff had ever seen, fragile. She said nothing, simply cast her gaze to the floor until he was gone.

Silence stretched out over the room, until something snapped the mistress of the Sanctum back to herself.

"My lovelies," she called out to them all lovingly, "Meet your new coworker Tanvir. Make sure he's dressed and ready for the night. He's bringing a lovely...talent to the Sanctum with him."

To highlight exactly what she meant, Sindara placed a small hand on the enormous bulge in the bull's pants, "Make sure our customers know what our Golden Bull has to offer them. No doubt he'll be naked before the first act is done, even working as a busboy. Now get acquainted."

She left them almost immediately so they could be left alone to bond. The moment she had reached the stairs to her chambers she heard little Fae gasp, "It's almost as big as me!" Grinning, Sindara rushed back into her chambers and shut the door. Her room was, surprisingly, pristine. She had assumed that Val'en would take his leave shortly after she had woken him in the morning, but clearly she was mistaken. Instead it appeared as though he took the time to make her bed and tidy up - this was the most organized she had seen her room in weeks.

Guilt washed over her very quickly - not because she and Tanvir had fucked so wildly, but because she hadn't bothered to make sure Val'en had left first. She had no doubt that he had been hurt by her actions - he had just bared his heart and soul to her and gifted her with the sweetest, most fulfilling and gratifying sex she had ever experienced. And then to be subject to hearing her scream at the mercy of a tauren she had never met? Not to mention all of Silvermoon knows what a little gold band on Tanvir's horn meant…

Sindara slumped onto her bed and buried her face in her hands. She could not believe how tactless she had been. Poor, sweet, Val'en...she wondered if she would ever see him again. She wouldn't blame him if he decided to stay far from this place from now on, but the thought of that made her chest tight.

Apparently, she wasn't as skilled at hiding her feelings as she had hoped. Only moments after she had sprawled on her bed there was a knock at the door. The mistress sighed as Faevalla slipped in and bolted the door behind her. Without a word, the small creature was on the bed next to Sindara and cuddling up. Turns out, that was exactly what her mistress needed. She pulled little Fae close to her and buried her face in that sweet, dark neck before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.