" Nonsense, they will probably become eunuchs somewhere and have a good career in the harem of a good master who will let his wives pet them and spoil... them." Master, may I ask something?" Ask away," replied Gadhi, anticipating what she would ask."Could you not keep them, as eunuchs if you must, but here in your harem, with me?" Hmm. I suppose I might," he replied, "But not if I only have a subdued concubine. Such women get no favours from me." Oh, Master," she gushed, "I'll do anything to keep. The burly auctioneer who had chivvied her into the room now pushed her into one of these larger cells and came into it himself. A chain on the floor ended in a padded cuff which he quickly attached to her left ankle. Gripping the abaya with both hands he pulled it over her head and there she was naked, in a cell, chained to the floor and visible to dozens of pairs of prying eyes.Evidently the privilege of trying the merchandise was one he arrogated to himself also, for he patted the couch to. " Fine."Brian already had his sneakers tied by the time I fastened my bra. Guys' clothes are so much easier to deal with. He watched me with what I thought was impatience while I pulled my cotton dress over my head, buttoned it up to the Peter Pan collar, and, sitting on the edge of the bed, put on my sandals. I'd kept my wooly socks on during sex. I looked like a refugee from a convent, but I was only dressing for school. And it was October. The weather was getting cool, and I liked my feet to. She pulled at it and found it now locked. She froze and felt her heart stopp. She had just locked her only clothes inside a desk drawer and she had no key to the lock. She was in her underwear in a room in the cellar at work and anybody could be walking in on her at any moment. She felt a groan well up as she was thinking "no no no no". She tugged on the drawer but it was not budging.She hung her head and felt tears burning in her eyes. "How stupid can I be?" she thought bitterly. Taking the.