Chapter 20

(This chapter has some adult contents. So please be warned.)

"Apart from the women been too compliant, they are also getting stale day by day." Said the third loser.

"Yeah. But what do you expect? Master Boris keeps taking all the pretty ladies in the town for himself and leaves us underlings with ugly bitches. It's really unfair, you know." Complained the second loser.

"Even the manageable ones among the ugly bitches, are taken by the stronger guys, leaving us, pitiable fellows, with the creame de la creame of the ugly." Said the fourth loser, as he sighed.

"I no more even fuck anymore, because I feel aroused or I because I have any wild sexual desire towards any of the bitches. I just fuck to relieve myself." Said the first loser, depressingly.

"Yeah, me too. It's been a long time since I had done missionary. I mostly do doggy and that's my least favorite sex position, you know. Just one look at the ugly bitch I am fucking and that's the end of sex for me. I would absolutely and completely feel unaroused." Said the third loser.

"Man, I feel you guys pain. I avoid fucking those bitches completely, as I just can't stand them. I just masturbate to relieve myself, if I feel horny. I guess that's the only thing that sucks in this town." Said the fifth loser, depressingly.

"I really don't know what you pathetic guys are on about. As for me, I have a seventeen year old, virgin, all tied up in my room, waiting for my big, delicious cock. The girl is so hot and sexy for her age and she's a really feisty one, too. After this shift, I am going to sample some new, uninhabited waters." Said the gambler who won, as he licked his lips lustfully, in anticipation.

"What?! How did you come across this?" Asked the third loser, in great surprise.

"Yeah, how did you get the girl? All of the teenage girls in the town have been shipped off and offered to Master Boris as sex slaves. So, how did you come across this one?" Asked the first loser.

"Well, one of the girls managed to escape. But, unfortunately for her and fortunately for me, she landed right in my hands." The gambler who won, said with a smirk.

"But, aren't you supposed to return her to Master Boris? If he finds out about this, you will be in big trouble." Said the fifth loser, with a little concern, appearing on his face.

"Of course, I will return her. But, not after I have sampled her goodies, popped her cherry and I have made her my bitch. Damn, just thinking about it is making me, as hard as fuck." Said the gambler who won, as he stared at the big bulge in his pants.

"Jay, you know we've been friends for a long time now. Don't leave me hanging and let's share her." Said the fifth loser, with a begging expression on his face.

"What? No way. This one is all mine." Shooed the gambler who won, whose name was Jay.

"Jay, what about if I give you some gold coins for you to share her with me? I have never popped the cherry of a virgin before." Said the third loser.

"Wait, but didn't you just say, you were completely out of gold coins?" Asked the fourth loser.

"Yeah, I said that. But, I got a stash hidden somewhere, in case of emergencies." Replied the third loser.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? So, this is an emergency to you? Asked the first loser.

"Look man, I am tired of having to fuck ugly bitches and hand-me-downs from other guys all day, okay? I mean, having to fuck a virgin in this town is an exotic treat and now that there is a glorious opportunity to sample one, I have to take it, bro. So yeah, I am willing to risk my emergency stash." Replied the third loser.

"Alright, Dirk. So, how much are we talking about here." Jay asked, as he took another swig from the bottle of rum, though this time shorter than the previous two.

"How much is your price" asked Dirk, the third loser.

"A thousand gold coins, then." Jay stated

"What, do I look like some business man to you? I am willing to pay a hundred gold coins."

"No way, am I accepting that. It's too low. How about eight hundred gold coins?"

"I can offer two hundred and fifty."

"No, seven hundred and fifty."

"Three hundred and sixty."

"Six hundred, then."

"No, four hundred."

"Five hundred and fifty gold coins. And, I am not going any lower than that. It's either you take it or leave it." Jay said, with a stern expression on his face.

"Alright, fine. I accept. Five hundred and fifty gold coins it is then." Said Dirk, with a frown on his face. Even though, he felt he was paying too much, but he was satisfied in his heart and soul.

"Nice doing business with you. We are going to tag team that teenage bitch so hard, she's gonna call us both daddy, hah hah hah hah hah hah!!!!" Jay laughed loudly, as he took another long, hard swig from the bottle of rum.

"Hey Jay, don't finish that rum. Pass it over here." Said the fifth loser. He went over to snatch the bottle of rum away from Jay, and then he took a swig from it, as well.

Then suddenly,

"Guys, I can see something coming our way!" The guy standing guard, with the binoculars shouted, in order to get everyone's attention.

"Skipp, what can you see?" asked the fourth loser with a stern expression on his face, as he swiftly rose up from his chair.

"I think I see a black carriage, pulled by two or three horses."