Chapitre 121: Beware of the prince

Perverted. Immoral. Deviant. Corrupted. Debauched. It didn't stop there. The words kept on coming out of her mind like a scholar looking for a new meaning to a word.

The idea that her Captain was weak to a woman's charms was comforting because it meant that her goal would become easier to accomplish. But, flip the coin over, and you would get a man who swung his dick around like loose change, hoping that it falls into a pussy instead of being trapped in some corner.

Depraved.

Even now, she still couldn't fathom the idea of why he decided to remain in a brothel instead of looking for an inn to stay in. Was it so that he could easily call the whores whose legs has been grabbed more than the handle of a public restroom to his room, or to keep an eye on his crewmen who were also trapped in some room, sharing the body of a woman whose body has now been reduced to nothing more than an outlet for their sexual frustrations.