Lenny2000
One Thousand Club
Scythia
Brothel
In the downtown brothel there lies all forms of sin and evil inside. That violate class and nobility to every degree. Itonically enough the brothel is kept in a Victoria era style and remains in great condition throughout the years. Unfortunately it's all the slave labor that is being forced to remain the same grand condition of the place. Punishment of making a incorrection is punishable by death.
The slaves are being forced to work for the brother to help build experience as for when the auction across the street is set the slaves can be worth of more value. Among those lies scythia, a hardworking youth with great experience at cooking as it was one of his talents during his slavery. It's not the best job but it surely is better than the women up above forced to pleasure and serve men's beds so he will settle for the job for now.
Waking up from the straw bed Scythia stretches to get up on his feet at the hearing of the beating club banging against the rails of his cell " Wake up slave, you got cooking to do and the slave last week died so you have to cover his shift. " a deep sigh came from his lips as its time to work again...
Equipped with basic clothing he walks to the kitchen malnourished and drained essentially as he is joined by about five other men who are in similar or worse condition, dying from exhaustion as they work tirelessly to appease the slavers goals but it's only a matter of time before one sleeps on the job and ends up dead.
Scythia grabs a cleaver and starts off the day by chopping up the meat. Hacking the flesh of pork to pieces so they can be properly cooked by the others. There is no bliss in this slave life as there never was for him. Hoping for a better life he plans out a way to escape this hellhole but it only requires time and patience, something he has been working on for the last few years as he plans to escape tonight. This night will be his freedom or death.
Brothel
In the downtown brothel there lies all forms of sin and evil inside. That violate class and nobility to every degree. Itonically enough the brothel is kept in a Victoria era style and remains in great condition throughout the years. Unfortunately it's all the slave labor that is being forced to remain the same grand condition of the place. Punishment of making a incorrection is punishable by death.
The slaves are being forced to work for the brother to help build experience as for when the auction across the street is set the slaves can be worth of more value. Among those lies scythia, a hardworking youth with great experience at cooking as it was one of his talents during his slavery. It's not the best job but it surely is better than the women up above forced to pleasure and serve men's beds so he will settle for the job for now.
Waking up from the straw bed Scythia stretches to get up on his feet at the hearing of the beating club banging against the rails of his cell " Wake up slave, you got cooking to do and the slave last week died so you have to cover his shift. " a deep sigh came from his lips as its time to work again...
Equipped with basic clothing he walks to the kitchen malnourished and drained essentially as he is joined by about five other men who are in similar or worse condition, dying from exhaustion as they work tirelessly to appease the slavers goals but it's only a matter of time before one sleeps on the job and ends up dead.
Scythia grabs a cleaver and starts off the day by chopping up the meat. Hacking the flesh of pork to pieces so they can be properly cooked by the others. There is no bliss in this slave life as there never was for him. Hoping for a better life he plans out a way to escape this hellhole but it only requires time and patience, something he has been working on for the last few years as he plans to escape tonight. This night will be his freedom or death.