Morning awakening. And a new daily routine that you will have to get used to.

Finally, you can rest a little... At least in a dream, you can briefly distance yourself from the terrible reality...

As soon as your head touched the pillow, you fell into the arms of sleep with relief. You really needed sleep, you were exhausted both physically and mentally. The reasons for your fatigue are quite clear: fatigue arose due to the exhaustion of your body during your stay in the hold of a pirate ship, due to stress and nervous tension of the last days.

This night you do not have any long dreams. Only fleeting, like the flame of a small candle, vague images flash in your weakened mind. Images appear only for a moment, and then disappear, giving way to darkness...

What did you manage to remember from your dreams?

Few.

The silhouette of the tavern building where you spent your youth.

Flashes of flame and shadows that grow in size like mysterious monstrous creatures.

Images of those persons who tried to help you: Oolok, Franz.

And one more thing…

You see yourself in a prison cell. This is similar to the prison cell in the city of Skelweerd, in which you had to stay for a short time due to the arbitrariness of the city guard.

However, in a dream you feel an oppressive and disturbing atmosphere of a hidden threat.

You see yourself in this prison cell. There is no one else in this room except you.

For some reason, you are kneeling on the dirty stone floor. You are dressed in some rags. Your look reflects **** despair. The cell is dark.

The only source of light is a lantern that shines from the corridor, through the iron bars at the top of the door.

There is something wrong in the atmosphere of the room in which you see yourself...

This is weird…

But…

The ceiling of this prison cell is moving slowly!

The stone ceiling is steadily descending, threatening to crush your body!

This room is a **** trap!

In a couple of minutes, your body will be crushed like a ripe apple on which a large and heavy cobblestone has been dropped!

You will die a terrible and painful ****!

You are trying to scream. You are trying to call for help. You need to be released from your prison cell.

But there is no result. Nobody can hear you.

You are trying to break down the door.

To no avail.

The stone ceiling begins to descend faster.

You feel a touch on your head.

Panic takes over your mind.

And…

You wake up.

You jump out of bed. Your forehead is covered in sweat. Your body is shaking slightly.

You think with relief: “This terrible dream is over...”

You look around the room.

Emalen sits on her bed and looks at you with sympathy: “You tossed and turned in your sleep and muttered something strange... It was just a nightmare. I also sometimes have nightmares. The pirate guards will come for us soon.”

You cautiously ask: “Why are they coming? What are they going to make us do?”

Your roommate replies, “We will be taken to a morning “training” session.” Then there will be a morning meal. This fucking brothel has a set daily routine for the likes of you and me... After this, we'll have to..."

Emalen does not have time to finish. Loud footsteps can be heard from the corridor. The door opens.

Two muscular, armed pirates (each wearing a sheathed falshion at their waist) unceremoniously enter the room. They grab you and your roommate by the shoulders and roughly **** you out into the corridor.

You feel physically weak (you have been eating very little lately). However, even in a more successful situation, you would hardly be able to successfully resist these two strong and experienced fighters.

The pirates escort you and Emalen to one of the large interior rooms on the ground floor of the brothel.

This room looks like a dining room. At the back of the room you see a table with kitchen utensils, pots and plates. The smell of something edible comes from there. Along one of the walls you see wide tables. There are benches near the tables. But no one sits on the benches.

There are also a couple of pirate guards in the room.

And in the room you see a dozen people who are dressed approximately the same as you and your roommate. Their only clothing is women's panties and women's bras (and their shoes are women's high heels). All these persons are young guys (probably between 18 and 25 years old). Among these guys there are half-elves, several halflings, humans with a yellowish skin tone and slanted eyes, humans with a bronze skin tone.

You assume that these are captive slaves like you.

The frightened look of these guys only confirms this assumption.

Slaves stand along the wall of the room.

They are waiting for something.

After ten seconds it becomes clear to you what they were waiting for.

Katarina enters the room.

The plump hips, buttocks and large breasts of this sexy woman look extremely seductive against the background of her clothes. It would be more accurate to say that her sexy body is clothed to an extremely small extent: she is wearing only elegant lace black stockings, women's black high-heeled shoes and women's lace black panties. No outerwear such as dresses, blouses or skirts. The plump lips of this beauty are painted with something bright red. Her silky matte skin makes you want to touch and stroke it (you can only fantasize about this... you’re scared to imagine what kind of punishment will await you). Katarina's thick black hair falls below shoulder level, reaching to the middle of her back.

Following Katarina are several human elderly men who are dressed in rich satin camisoles. You don’t try to consider the details because you are very ashamed... These strangers see you in such a shameful state.

You are wearing only women's lace pink panties, women's lace pink stockings, women's white high heels, women's lace pink bra.

Now you look like... a depraved prostitute!

Of course, you have done various naughty things in the past. But it was not so demonstrative and public. Typically, you would do something like this (like the blowjobs you gave at the tavern) in a one-on-one setting. Or maybe only one person was watching you and your sexual partner (for example: Franz loved watching Oolok fuck your anus).

But now…

This is extremely humiliating. You are treated like cattle. You are **** to disgrace yourself in front of a large number of observers.

Katarina grins, mockery reflected in her beautiful and large brown eyes.

She says: “So, I want to demonstrate to the most honorable and wealthy clients of our brothel what progress we have made in training sissy prostitutes. Let's start... with the initiation of a new bitch! "

A mocking glance rushes in your direction.

Quick gesture of a graceful female palm.

The pirate guard pushes you roughly and forces you closer to Katarina.

This insidious beauty asks you, "What's your name, cutie?"

You timidly mumble: “Me? I... My name is Jero... My name is Josephine!

You see an ironic smile on Katarina's face.

After a second she says: “On your knees! Fast!"

You are discouraged. What was she thinking?! But you follow the order.

You are on your knees before this seductive and cruel woman.

Katarina says slowly, enjoying every sentence: “The answer... is correct. You are no longer a man. That's why you don't need a man's name. A feminine name is quite enough for you. But there's a problem... Your answer wasn't perfectly correct. Little cutie sissy forgot something... You shouldn't have forgotten to call me politely! You should have answered: “My name is Josephine, mistress Katarina”... Do you know what that means?”

You mumble in fear, on your knees: “I...I don’t know, mistress Katarina...”

Katarina continues: “This means you have to study harder. And the incentive for more diligent learning... is punishment!”

After these words, the woman takes a step in your direction. Her graceful leg, on which is wearing a women's black high-heeled shoe, is very close to your... small penis, which is hidden only by the fabric of your women's lace pink panties.

The heel of her shoe is pressing down on your small penis!

It hurts!

Very painful!

You yelp.

Tears flow from your eyes.

Finally, the cruel woman stops this ****. She takes a step back.

Only ten seconds passed.

But it seemed to you that your torment lasted an incredibly long time.

It seems that there were no serious injuries... But the pain was hellish...

You continue to kneel in the center of the room. Many people continue to watch your humiliation.

Katarina laughs heartily and then says: “The kneeling position suits you very well, cutie Josephine! Now you will show me your obedience. Or perhaps you would like to feel the effects of new punishments on your body?”

Your tormentor pronounces a phrase in an unknown language.

One of the pirate guards comes close to you.

His groin is level with your face.

The pirate lowers his pants. He takes out a big dick. This dick measures about 16 centimeters and continues to get hard and grow. The head of the dick exudes the stench of a body that has not been washed for a long time. Curly dark hair covers the man's groin and large balls.

The head of the dick is getting closer to your face.