In the Pink Phoenix Duchy, there was a very famous brothel called the Tamed Flower. It was founded by the duchess herself, and rumors say it was the first thing she built when she was given the title by the king, it had many branches opened throughout country. There was also a rumor which states that the duchess was once a prostitute herself, though the people who were brave enough to talk about it got killed, and it wasn't in a mysterious way either, everyone knew the duchess was the one who killed them.
The Pink Stallion Duchy was filled with brothels, that was how it made most of its profits. But the Tamed Flower was different, it was specifically built for the nobles, the entire environment was pristine, one wouldn't know that it was a brothel if one wasn't a native.
The cleanliness of the brothel didn't just cover it promiscuity, it also distracts people from the unjust things that goes on it it's walls. Girls and boys who were used as collateral for their parent's debt get sent to the Tamed Flower and are coached on the art of pleasure.
In the huge mansion, a girl with a determined expression was marching through the hallways, trying her best to ignore the moans that were coming through the opaque curtains. They called the place she was in the First Section of the house, but everyone knew it was the section for people who aren't really nobles but have a lot of money. Then there was the Second Section, the place for the lower nobles and the Third Section which was for the highest ranks of nobles. Rumor has it, one of the princes had visited there once.
The girl climbed the stairs and stopped in front of a door, the door was bright pink, and the words 'Madam Schuster' was written on it with gold. The girl inhaled and exhaled, then she knocked on the door.
"Come in!" a nasally voice sounded through the thick door. The girl opened the door and walked in.
Immediately she entered the room her nose was assaulted with a chocking incense, and she had to squeeze her eyes due to the amount of pink that littered the room. Luckily though, this wasn't her first time in there, so she managed to hold back her coughs. There were two women in the room, in between them was a desk. The one sitting behind the desk was Madam Shuster. The other was unknown.
"Oh, Vivian, it's you, please sit aside for a bit while I conclude this meeting." Madam Schuster said.
"Yes, Madam Schuster." Vivian said before sitting on one the reserved chairs beside the door.
"As I was saying dear, men are easy. You have no idea what they would do just to feel pleasure, the books they'd read if the cover had any sexually provoking art, the places they'd sneak into if a woman just lightly grazed their shoulders with her breasts. Men mostly think with their dicks instead of their brains, it pathetic really."
She cackled, took a drag on her cigarette and expelled the smoke slowly.
"Look at me, do I look like a man's first choice," She grabbed the fat of her stomach and dropped it, her whole body wriggled as a result, "Do you know how many men have looked at me in revulsion? A lot. And do you know how many of them have begged me to ride them on their marital bed? All of them." she tapped her cigarette, "So, don't worry about your looks, men would still fuck you no matter what you look like. Hell, they're fucking girls the same age as their daughters in alleys, they don't give a damn what you look like. But, if it bothers you that much, wear a mask, the men who come here only care about how you can pleasure them."
"I understand, Madam Shuster," the woman finally spoke, "I know why I came here, and that is to make money, but what makes me hesitant is… what if my lover comes here?"
Madam Schuster leaned forward, "This… lover of yours, does he give you money? Does he buy you nice things?"
"Yes."
"Have you had sex with him?"
"Yes, many times."
"Do you think if you told him you didn't want to have sex for a while, he would still buy you things? Do you think he would still stay with you?"
"I-I… I" the woman stuttered.
"Dear, he's only with you for sex. He buys you nice things because he knows you'll give him sex; you give him sex because you know he'll buy you nice things after. That's not a relationship, that's a transaction. Men don't woo girls because they want to have a relationship with them, men woo girls because they want to fuck them. That's why brothels exist, we use their lewdness they claim they can't control to make money. 'You want to have sex with me? Pay me, shower me with gifts and maybe I'll consider it', and they do that shit without complaint, as long as they get a taste of that thing between your legs." Madam Shuster laughed, "I guarantee you; your lover has many lovers beside you."
Madam Schuster seized the opportunity while the girl looked was still affected by her words and brought out a contract.
"So, now that I have solved all your worries, there's nothing stopping you from signing this contract." She kept a pen on the girl's hand, "Don't hesitate, I promise you, you will gain enough money to pay for your mother's medical expenses."
The woman hesitated a bit, before steeling her resolve and signing her name on the paper. Her eyes were focused on writing, so she did not notice Madam Schuster's wolfish grin.
"Good," Madam Schuster said when the woman finished, "You can leave now, but come early tomorrow for the coaching. We're very happy to have you."
Vivian watched as the woman stood up dejectedly, she didn't know that from the moment she singed that contract she became bounded to the Tamed Flower for life. The contract was basically a Binding Spell, once you write your name on it willingly, you will have to do whatever you promised to the issuer of the contract. And if one tried to defy the contract, they would get a sharp sting all over their body, like Fire Ants gnawing though their skin.
After the woman left, Madam Schuster slumped on her chair, "I haven't persuaded someone like that in a while, her cunt better get me a lot of money." She groaned. After taking a long drag on her cigarette she gestured for Vivian to sit in front of her, "What can I help you with dear?" she asked after Vivian sat down.
Vivian brought out a pouch of money from within her dress and dropped it on the table, "This is the last of the money, with this the debt is paid. And since I owe you nothing now, its time for you to cancel the contract."
Madam Schuster stared at the pouch on the table for a moment, she stuffed her cigarette on the table, leaving a faint burn mark on the cheap wood. Then she took the money and began counting. All this while Vivian did not take her eyes of off her. Normally people who sign a contract with the Tamed Flower cannot break it, but it was different with people who signed contracts with Madam Schuster. Her parents wanted money, and her father was familiar with Madam Schuster, so he asked her to loan him some money. But the money wasn't small, so Madam Schuster had him sign a contract that stated that if he didn't pay the debt back after the given time, he would have to give up one of his daughters to work in the Tamed Flower, and he wouldn't be able to get her back until the debt was paid.
And it wasn't a trick, her father was well aware of what the contract entailed, and was all too ready to give up one of his daughters. In fact, he didn't even try to gather money to pay the debt. She was taken into the Tamed Flower when she was fifteen, the Binding Spell was transferred to her so she wouldn't be able to leave.
She worked in the brothel for seven years, accumulating money and paying it little by little, until she could finally pay off her father's debt and be free.
"Wow," Madam Schuster clapped after she finished counting the money, "you actually completed it. You paid your debt back, that's rare here. How did you do it?"
"That's none of your concern, Madam Schuster, I don't work for you anymore and I am no longer obligated to answer your questions. All you need to do is dissolve the contract, don't forget, your name is also there, and you promised to do so." Vivian said.
Madam Schuster nodded her head slowly, "I see." She opened a drawer and pulled out the contract, "As per the agreement," she ripped the contract in half, "you are now free of your debt."
Although she didn't show it on her face, Vivian was relieved and elated. She stood up, bowed to Madam Schuster, and walked out the door. She didn't take her time to look around the brothel and reminisce about the times she worked there; she was ready to leave this chapter of her life behind. She walked out of the mansion without looking back.
Up in Madam Schuster's office, the madam herself was plotting something devious. She reached to her side and pulled a rope, after a few minutes a man came into her room.
"Yes, Madam Schuster." He bowed.
"Go to Vivian Curbelo's house and bring me her sister."
"Yes, ma'am." The man didn't question her order and just went to fulfil it.
"That little bitch thinks she can just leave this business? I have two rich pigs who had specifically ordered for her, and they are coming tomorrow!" She leaned back into her chair, "Once your sister is in my hands, I'll make you sign another contract. And this time, you won't be able to break it." She laughed wickedly.
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"Elaine, I'm home!"
Vivian knocked on the door of a house in the outer parts of Blossom Petal City. It was her father's house, he left it when he got the money and bought a new one in the inner city. If he had invested the money into something, he would have had a better life than the one he had now. Instead, he spent it lavishly, like a fool, and ended up as a beggar. Vivian had seen him once being chased away by a noble's guards, she didn't bother to help him. From the moment he gave her up, they were no longer family, the only family she has was her little sister, Elaine.
"Sister, you came back early today!" Elaine opened the door and flung herself unto Vivian.
"Of course," Vivian carried Elaine with one hand and used her other to close the door, "We have to pack remember?"
"We're leaving now?!" Elaine looked up, exited.
"Yes, go pack your bags, I've already packed mine. I'll go get the snacks from the kitchen, then we'll be on our way."
"Yay!" Elaine jumped down and ran to their room. After she went Vivian walked into the kitchen, she looked a bit melancholic as she walked around the house. She always wondered why her father wasn't satisfied with the life they had; sure, they weren't well off, but they were okay. She shrugged her shoulders as she packed the snacks, before putting it in the [Storage Space] the system made available. She had been given a chance to start somewhere new, and she was going to take it.
A few days ago, she had been blessed by the God of Origins, it was a surreal moment for her. When she checked the map and saw that there was a place that was built just for the followers, she worked extra hard to free herself from the binding contract sooner. She also introduced her sister the God of Origins and had her pray to him. She got the Warrior class, with the War Fan being her weapon, while her sister was given the Cleric class.
At first, when she got the Warrior class, she was a bit disappointed, because she wanted to be a mage. What no one knew, not even her father was that she had a magical affinity for the Air Element. But it wasn't a strong one, she could at best use it to shut her window. But after she got the Warrior class, the system sent her a series of messages.
[Follower Vivian has an affinity for the Air Element!]
[Strengthening affinity!]
[Incorporating it into the War Fan skill tree!]
With the system merging her air magic to the War Fan, she was able to use the air generated with the fan to attack. She had tried it already, it was powerful.
Suddenly, she heard her sister scream, then a man's scream after. She rushed out of the kitchen and collided with her sister who was running towards the kitchen.
Elaine hugged her immediately, "Sister, those bad men wanted to take me away!" she pointed at the men standing in front of the door, two of them were staring concerningly at the one who was sweating on the ground.
Vivian quickly understood what happened; the man was probably going to grab Elaine, but she used [Curse Word: Pain] on him. She hid Elaine behind her and glared at the men.
"Hey, man, are you okay? What happened?" one of the men asked.
"That girl," the one on the ground said, "she did something to me! I'm sure."
While they were talking Vivian whispered to Elaine, "Elaine, I need you to close your eyes, and don't open them till I say so, okay?"
"Hmm!" Elaine nodded before squeezing her eyes shut.
Vivian turned her head and glared at the men, she knew it was Madam Schuster who sent them, she didn't even need to ask. She stepped forward and summoned her war fans, even though she was just level zero and couldn't use any skills, she was still able to utilize Warrior energy thanks to mp. She kept the image of what she wanted in her mind and waved her fans towards the men.
The wind produced by her fans turned sharp, and sliced bone deep cuts into the men's bodies, they didn't even know how they died. Vivian stared apathetically as they dropped to the ground, she thought she would at least feel something when killing fellow humans, but she felt nothing. She killed them for her and her sister's survival, she didn't see anything wrong in that.
As she turned around to carry her sister, the system notified her that she had leveled up twice. She could feel herself get stronger as her sister felt lighter in her arms, perks of being a Warrior, she guessed. She left the house and went to the old carriage she had bought which was driven by a donkey. After dropping her inside, she finally told her to open her eyes.
"Are we leaving already?" Elaine asked.
"Yes, I trust you have kept your things in your storage space?"
"Yes!" Elaine said, "Vivian, are we going to use the Transport Station?"
"Yes." Vivian smiled and rubbed her head. Then she went to the coachman seat and drove the carriage, the donkey honked as it slowly pulled the carriage down the road. A lot of people gave her weird looks, but she didn't mind. She made a promise to herself, after she left the country, she was going to get stronger, so strong that no one would be able to cage her. She was going to be free, as free as the wind.