As the daughter of a whore, Sarah would have expected to follow the same path. And a whore she would have become if she hadn't been born a futa, different from most women around her. Not even her exotic looks helped one sell herself when most men were wary of what she had between her legs.She ended up becoming something adjacent to that, gathering all that her mother left her and creating a brothel of her own, intending to treat the girls who worked for her better than her mother had ever been treated. For many years, she did so, content in the life she had found for herself.Then, a young noblewoman entered her establishment, and the mature futa knew she was trouble but still listened to her. She didn't regret it…