It was just another ordinary day for most in Ergastulum, but Megohime was not having what most would consider a normal day. She lay unmoving on the ground, her entire body aching from the umpteenth beating she had gotten, having receiving them in varying degrees since she had been abducted nearly five days ago. She stared blankly at the vomit on the floor in front of her, having been kicked in the stomach until she was sick on the floor. They wouldn’t kill her, not yet, whomever this outfit was, for she belonged to the Tamura family, a small but wealthy outfit with heavy influence in the city.
Yukimura has been chain smoking all day, his nerves beyond frazzled, as today was the day he was being sent to one of the local brothels to lose his virginity, it having been a teasing point for almost two years now. He was seventeen, almost eighteen and he hadn’t slept with a man nor woman yet. He had been around plenty of women, but he just had never had thoughts about them the way most men would.
Yukimura has been chain smoking all day, his nerves beyond frazzled, as today was the day he was being sent to one of the local brothels to lose his virginity, it having been a teasing point for almost two years now. He was seventeen, almost eighteen and he hadn’t slept with a man nor woman yet. He had been around plenty of women, but he just had never had thoughts about them the way most men would.