Part LVII

Joel washed himself while the other men hastily organized him some female clothes, fit for a brothel as well as some make up. As soon as he got the clothes he felt sorry for that decision. The black and red dress was revealing his shoulders and one of his legs. Joel already had some practice in putting on a bit of makeup so he did it. Yeah he even got those earrings he got from that crazy lord. Joel sighted and decided to wear them. They matched this slutty outfit well.

As soon as Joel went out there was silence. The whole group of men were looking at him with round eyes.

"What a change." Jarret scratched his head looking again in disbelief.

"Fuck me." Sangram looked at Bregon who stood there agape unable to say anything.

"Is this really you Joel?" Piro with a flushed face came closer.

"Not a single word." Joel put an end to all the comments. "I will go in and check how many are there and maybe encourage them to drink a bit more."

"I'm sure you will do whatever you want with those poor men." Sangram smiled and Joel gave him a silencing look while leaving.

He didn't go far when he heard some drunk man calling after him.

"Hey pretty one, I have some money."

"Scram." Joel replied not allowing him to finish. There he was again wearing female clothes and marching into a brothel. A part of his brain was screaming that this is probably one of the most stupid ideas he has ever had.

The inn was lively, the men were still outside holding their guard. Joel slowly approached them.

"Not having fun today?" He smiled seductively as he came closer.

The men looked at him, two of them smiled back.

"Sorry my lady, not today."

"What a shame, such fine men. Fancy some drinks?" Joel pulled out a special liquor made by Bregon. Joel took a small sip and gave the bottle to one of the men standing closest. The man looked at his companions but took the bottle and drank a bit.

"That shit is strong." He noticed.

"So are you." Joel smiled, touching that man's arm.

"Shit, Roy. Such a pretty girl, take your chance." The other one encouraged him.

"Don't be stupid, you know who is inside. Hey girl, you should go inside if you want to earn some money. Our captain may pay you well."

"You're joking, you know he has got weird tastes." Joel heard the other one saying.

"Well I'll try. Have some drinks." Joel left the bottle hoping they would drink it.

"Such a waste." Joel heard while entering the inn.

There were some women, not very beautiful but still and quite a few men. Some were drinking, some were playing but one table was occupied by men sitting quietly and focused on eating. They were sitting in the corner and Joel couldn't see them clearly. He was about to move to see them better when somebody grabbed his hand and pulled him on his lap.

"I've never seen you here before. Such beauty, I would have noticed you right away." A tall, bulky man was holding him firm.

"I'm pretty expensive and already booked so don't get your hopes up." Joel was trying to free himself but in vain. The fucker didn't budge.

"No worries, I have the money and I would pay as much as you want." He whispered with a stinky breath right into Joel's face.

"Not interested, let me go." Joel was fighting for his freedom when suddenly a man approached them. It was one of the men from the table in the corner.

"Let her go, our commander is waiting for her." In a moment two other men were behind him and the obstinate man let him go. Joel stood up and smoothed his clothes and corrected his hair. Joel wanted to gain some time. He didn't really want to be introduced to a commander but that could be useful.

"Follow me please." The man ordered and Joel accompanied by two other men had no other option as to do as he was told. They led him upstairs, straight to private rooms. That wasn't planned. Joel felt nervous. If the captain notices he is a man he might have problems. What a mess. The man in front of him stopped, knocked on the door and then opened it. Joel with mixed feelings went in.

A few candles lit on the table was the only source of light, the rest of the room was shrouded in shadow. The captain was sitting on a chair and Joel couldn't see his face. Right, he was now acting as a whore, he should be more forward but somehow he couldn't force himself to any action. The silence was overwhelming so he stood there waiting for the other man to say something.

"Sit down." Short command. Joel sat down and as he did because of a split in his dress his leg has been revealed. Joel automatically wanted to cover himself but that probably would be even more suspicious.

"Long time no see Joel or should I say Joy since you are wearing a dress now."

Joel felt goosebumps, he knew that voice.

"I see that your life has become pretty hard since you must earn your keep in such a way. How much do you charge for a night?"

Fuck it, Joel couldn't come up with any brilliant answer and telling the truth seemed a bit risky as well. He felt panic as he didn't know what to do.

"Come on, say your price. I will pay. I wouldn't like to force myself on someone without consent." The insult in his voice made Joel furious. True he looked like a whore but he will not allow to be looked down on. Without a single word he stood up and went to the door only to notice it was closed.

"Running away again?" The man was right behind him and Joel could feel the heat radiating from his body.