Sired Intentions

Chapter 6: Pain in a Pleasure House

This chapter is dedicated to all my Kiwis (People native to New Zealand)! I just looked at the demographics' chart on my story info tab and I was delighted to see that there are so many readers from around the world. Anyways here's the next chapter, this story is slowly climbing up the charts, 72!

PS: I checked the ages and a lot of my readers are in the 13-18 range so I'm hoping that you guys are in the 17 and up range of that. This chapter has REALLY MATURE things in it, like the rest of the story so yeah. Here we go.

Sired Intentions Chapter 6

Phillip avoided us for the remainder of our trip, it was depressing. Our only friend and we, specifically Elise had managed to chase us away. Knowing our impending fate was almost as bad as not knowing. We tried to search for escape routes but Phillip was right. Where would we go? How would we survive? We wouldn't. Not this time. 

In this world there was no place for three young women by themselves. Maybe we would have been able to keep the charade up for a little bit, but it seemed like people just couldn't leave well enough alone. We weren't standalone parts and people didn't view us as individuals but rather parts waiting to be attached to a male or a household.

"Maybe we would have been better off on the ship." Cayah said dejectedly.

That for sure wasn't true. Here at least were together. Who knows where we could have been sold to from the slave ship we surely would have been separated and maybe we would have ended up in the same place we're headed. At least now we had knowledge of the outside world and we had experienced life in this country other than life with the abusive slave masters and merchants.

"No. Everything and anything is better than staying on that dreadful ship." Elise read my mind.

I knew that with or without Phillip's help we would figure something out, I knew that one day we would be fine. The food quality didn't get any better and honestly I think Phillip was too afraid maybe even a little angry to bring us anymore treats. I couldn't blame him, we put him in a very uncomfortable position but this was about more than him. Other girls were being sentenced to the same fate as us, but maybe once we got to our destination things would change. I could only pray so.

As for the map, we just kept it. I considered giving it to Phillip but what good would that have done. It was leverage maybe we could use it at the whorehouse.

Oh how I detested that word. Whore. It made it sound like that was all we were. In reality Elise was a wise and brave Viking girl and Cayah was strong and independent provider, we were so much more than the word implied. Whore. It sounded so dirty.

"Well at least we'll be seeing more ass than that coward Phillip ever will." Elise yelled. She was still a bit sore after our interaction with Phillip. Not that she really showed it in a sad manner; she was a bit crass about showing her feelings. Not that I could blame her, she was angry. We all were, and we all had every right to be angry.

As far as being a noble woman, well that type of talk blew our cover off. I tried to convince Elise of that but she said it didn't matter. Apparently if they were sending us to a whorehouse they didn't believe for one minute that she was someone of importance because that was grounds for imprisonment.

Maybe these people weren't as stupid as we wanted to believe. My back ached and I longed to take a walk and stretch out my legs but they only let us use the bathroom twice a day. We weren't even allowed to walk alongside the horses, I guess they didn't want us to get any ideas. Not that running with shackles on my legs was the first thing I really wanted to do anyways.

"Elise I'm sorry, you must forgive me. I never meant to let you down you just don't understand the way things work. I'm a foot soldier and my family depends on me."