A Kind Man
Java licked his lips playfully, watching these run-away slaves subconsciously try to hide their slave marks.
They were doing this without even knowing that they were secretly calling his attention to it instead.
A trained eye like his could spot their subtle moves easily. And so could a few of his men.
Good. Good. He promised his men to reward them with women and some good-looking men after they arrived.
In Morgany, they couldn't touch those women or young boys at will, except when going to a pleasure home.
Tracking back from a long voyage, it was always customary for many men to spend the next few evenings frolicking with countless women.
This was something that not only himself but almost all men in this world did.
And as their leader, it would sometimes fall on him to find women for them. Typically, they would buy slaves and resell the surfing ones after using them as they pleased.