They try to reach port and escape via ship.

Amanda bartered with the Captain of the small vessel. "I need passage for two, maybe three back to the main land. Myself and personal slaves." She said looking into his eyes.

"You don't see many women owning slaves on the island." He said "How did you come to own her?" He pointed to Rebecca on her knees servicing his first mate with her mouth. "And pregnant too. Very unusual."

"I won her betting in the arena." Amanda replied. "Her owner was a fat assed farmer who liked betting on blonde gladiators. She was my prize after offering my body as my wager."

He looked Amanda up and down. "A fair wager at that. When were you looking to depart?" He asked.

"In three days time." She said knowing that was the time her and Rebecca had decided would be needed to search the brothels for Amy. She hated waiting longer as rumors had already spread a pregnant Hucow was missing. She risked all of their lives if they were caught. She had seen the arena and the gladiator games and crucified women that were strung up around the city.

"I leave tonight. I'm sorry but I can't help you. However Captain Stone of the Princess' Burden I believe docks tomorrow and would depart on your schedule." He replied motioning for his first mate to finish with Rebecca.

Both Amanda and Rebecca shuddered realizing that was the ship that brought all of them to the island. It also sounded like the only way for them to leave on their schedule. Amanda stood in horror remembering how narrowly she'd escaped being chained to an oar the first time and doubted she'd survive a second encounter.