Inside, I found myself in another world. A large hall, with several armchairs and tables. Six girls and two handsome men were sitting there, talking to each other. The girls giggled, the men laughed. The hall was very spacious, with high ceilings. Even though there were several windows in the hall, there was not much light.

"What do you want, girl?" The woman to my left asked me.

When I entered the room, I somehow overlooked her. She was sitting behind a small counter by the wall dressed in a beautiful dress. Her hair was full of curls, adorned with hair clips, her breasts pressed in something that reminded me of a corset that the boobs couldn't fit in. The woman, whose age was difficult for me to estimate, was a little taller than me.

I smiled. "Hello, I am looking for a job."

"Oh, let's see. Slave girl with your level looking for a job here? You are in the right place, girl. How much experience do you have with men?" The woman asked me.

At that moment, I blushed and was drenched in a cold sweat at the same time.

"No, no, no. The innkeeper Byron said you were looking for someone to do your laundry?" I said quickly.

I definitely didn't want to work here as a whore.

"Oh, don't you want to change your mind? Being a companion is a nice job where you would earn much more."

"I'm sure!"

The woman smiled. "You're cute. I won't tease you anymore. But it's a shame. My name is Alyson, owner of Broken Heart, a three-star pleasure house."

"Korra Grey"

My introduction was a bit dull compared to hers.

"Nice to meet you, Korra. Yes, George didn't lie to you. We're looking for someone to do our laundry. If you are willing to wash it for us, I will be delighted. Especially when it's a girl like you?"

What did a girl like me mean? Wasn't she afraid that when one of their customers saw me, my appearance would frighten them? Not that I intend to meet her customers.

"I'm willing, but it also depends on salary," I said.

"Sure. We work mainly in the evening. The girls get up between ten and eleven o'clock. Then they change the sheets for clean ones. All dirty laundry should be in the laundry room by twelve o'clock. At that time, your work would begin. I don't care how long it takes you to wash it, especially if the laundry is well washed every day. I won't lie, it's not a lot, but I'll give you one silver for a job well done," Alyson said.

That was more money than I expected. However, I had no idea how demanding the work would be.

I scratched my head nervously and asked. "I was in the city hall looking at the job offers. Why didn't I see this one there?"

Alyson smirked. "We had our offer there, but not many people came, and those who did either refused on the spot or did not stay here very long. The first month on the notice board is free, but the next one has to be paid for. It didn't pay off for us. I don't want to discourage you with that, Korra, but I also want someone here who will stay here longer than just a few days."

"Didn't anyone last longer?"

"I will be honest with you. Most people don't like it when others ask them where they work. People consider them companions like us. It doesn't matter that they only do laundry here. The other side is the laundry itself. Some people don't like having to wash something sweaty and full of body fluids. You have to consider yourself if this is a job for you."

Actually, I didn't think of that. I saw how disturbing it could be for a lot of people. I also had my doubts, but on the other hand, the dirty laundry like the one she was talking about was not very different from the ordinarily dirty laundry. Honestly, in my opinion, dirty underwear with a brown stripe was the same as or worse than the sheet after sex.

"But I promised the innkeeper that I would help him in the kitchen in the evening," I said. "Will I make it?"

"You should. If not, I'll talk to him."

"Then, I take it."

"Great. Zoe!!" She called out loud so that my ears were ringing.

Another girl appeared from the door in the back of the hall. A smaller one dressed in an ordinary dress with a shirt's sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She came to us quickly.

"Zoe, this is Korra. From today, she will do laundry here," she introduced me before the girl could say anything.

"Korra, this is Zoe. She was supposed to do the laundry today, so she'll show you what to do."

"Hi, come, I'll show you the laundry room," Zoe said, taking my hand.

"Right now?" I asked as I was dragged into the backroom of the brothel.

So I found myself in a small room in a brothel with a prostitute. When I woke up in the morning, I didn't imagine my day would go like this.

The room was small but well lit by a window, full of baskets of laundry. Some laundry was boiling on the stove, and thanks to that, it was really damp here.

Zoe looked at me. "Wow, I have never seen a [Slave] with such a high level. Nine more levels, and I'd see you as a question mark."

What was her level?

[Slave lvl 51]

Was she a slave too? I thought they weren't so common, and now I was looking at a slave girl. This was an opportunity to talk to someone about my skills. What to change, what to keep.

However, this finding alerted me to another thing. Something I wasn't used to doing. It was not natural for me to verify people's class. If I did, I would avoid surprises like this.

"I had no idea I'd run into another slave here," I said.

Zoe smiled. "I didn't expect it either. How did you reach such a level?"

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to talk about it. It's only been a few days since I got out of Arda."

"Ah, I understand that. It took me weeks to come to terms with it and find a job here. Alyson helped me a lot."

"You always wanted to work here, Zoe. I mean, like a....a companion?" I asked.

The girl giggled. "No, this was not my dream. But there aren't many things I can do as [Slave]. Manual work was not for me."

"And what is this?" I said, pointing to the piles of laundry around me.

"Something I hate to do and what you will do from now on," she said with a big smile on her face.

"Yeah, before we begin. I thought I'd have time to change some of my skills. Maybe you could advise me?" I asked her, hoping she would help me.

"Really? I'm happy to help you. What are your skills?"

Unfortunately, there was no function that would show the other person something on my status screen. So I had to tell her my skills.

Class skills:

Indomitable Will lvl 108

Faint Presence lvl 29

Lover of Work lvl 8

Master's Toy lvl 72

Silent Suffering lvl 91

Odorless Odor lvl 88

"That's terrible," Zoe said, hugging me. "You must have suffered a lot."

I don't know if it was because I was in a good mood, or I just needed a hug, but I let the girl hug me. It was so nice when someone understood what I had to go through and how much I suffered. It was not the empty words of someone who had never experienced anything like it. These were words of compassion for someone who had suffered, though not as much as I did.

"You have no idea, Zoe," I said with a sigh.

"I'm sure you definitely hate some skills. I've always hated [Master's Toy]."

I smiled. "Yeah, that's the worst skill of all."

Master's Toy: lvl 72

Passive IV

The word of the master is everything to you. Fulfilling the master's wishes will make your whole day more pleasant.

II - You want nothing more than what your master has at heart.

III - You want nothing more than to please your master, to make his day more pleasant.

IV - Your master is your world.

The description didn't say much, but the consequences were dire. Combined with a slave collar, it was a crazy combination of mind control. I could not oppose Dungreen's orders, on the contrary. Thanks to this ability, I waited for his orders. I wanted to fulfill them. When he didn't like something, I wondered what I had done wrong and tried to fix it.

Fortunately, this skill was suppressed by [Indomitable Will]. Without it, I would be a really thoughtless puppet longing to fulfill any wish of my master. I had no idea why [Slave] had two skills that basically worked against each other, but I was extremely grateful for that. Maybe [Indomitable Will] wasn't supposed to be used that way, but I did. Whenever I felt the urge for a new order, the desire for the masters' presence, or just to start thinking about the madman, I used this skill. That means I used it all the time. It became something I couldn't do without. That is why it was also at such a high level.

"So, what would you like instead?" Zoe asked me. "I would recommend [Tireless Machine], more endurance is always useful, not just in bed. It depends on what you would like to do. Do you want to be a companion?"

"No, I already told Alyson no. I'm thinking of becoming a seeker."

"Oh, wow. Really?" She asked, her eyes wide.

I nodded. "Yes, I want to be stronger. I want to be able to defend myself and never have to feel so helpless again."

"I see. Just, it's a very dangerous job," Zoe said.

I shrugged, "I know I haven't made up my mind yet."

Zoe smiled, "Well, [Tireless Machine] is a good choice anyway."