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I live in a Mid-East country/city. One day I go shopping in the bazaar. I am
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dressed in a long, concealing dress, in accordence w/the local mores, but with
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nothing underneath, in deference to the heat. I enter a small antique shop,
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which I have never been to before. As I am browsing, I notice a pair of
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ornamented silver bracelets. What is curious about them is that they are
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connected by a silver chain. I also notice the proprietor. He is dark-haired
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and bearded, short but muscular. I find him very attractive.
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"I notice Madam is admiring the slave manacles," he says.
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"Slave manacles?", I ask, but of course I knew what they were. That's why I
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couldn't keep my eyes off them. The proprietor seems unable to keep his eyes
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off me, especially off my large breasts, rising and falling quickly under my
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dress. "Why are they so ornate, I ask, trying to make conversation, but
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becoming flustered.
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"Why not?" he asks. "The men of ancient times enjoyed ornamenting their
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beautiful slave girls. Perhaps Madam would like to try them on?" he asks, and
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without waiting for my reply, snaps the manacles on my wrist. I gasp with
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surprise, feeling the metal snugly encircling my wrists, and the man's hands
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still on mine.
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"They're...they're beautiful," I breathe, "but please take them off now."
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"Of course," he says, and begins searching his pockets for a key. "It's here
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somewhere," he says, looking through his desk. Meanwhile I am becoming more
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excited, though I try not to show it. "The key must be in the back of the shop.
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Come with me," he says, and I follow.
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Once we are in the back room of the shop, his manner changes. He pushes me
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against a wall and grabs my short blond hair in one hand, and kisses me hard. I
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I struggle at first, but his kiss makes me weak in the knees. He senses my
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capitulation, and throws me down on a pile of Oriental carpets. "My beautiful
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blonde slave girl!" he cries, raising my dress until he can reach my full
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breasts. He grabs my breasts, pinching the erect pink nipples, then swirling
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his tongue around and around them until I moan. Then he bites them hard. I
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squeal with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and try to pull away.
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"Trying to resist me, slave?" he says. "I'll teach you a lesson!" He rolls me
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over quickly, lifting the back of my dress, and begins to spank my bare ass. e
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He hits lightly at first, then harder and harder. I gasp & cry out, squirming
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in his grasp, hating it and loving it at the same time. Just when I think I
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can't take any more, he stops. "Now you are ready for me!" he cries, rolling e
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me back over.
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He's right, I'm incredibly hot. My pussy is dripping, yearning to be
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penetrated. I've always fantasized being treated this way, and now it's
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happening. "Yes, take me, please," I cry. He pulls off his robe & I stare at
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his stout dark cock, and his muscular body looming over me. He pulls my legs
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over his shoulders and enters me. I cry out at the wonderful feeling. He fucks
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me hard and fast, and I'm so excited that I come almost immediately. He smiles
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down at me, then begins a slow, rhythmic stroke with his cock. He leans over
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and kisses me deeply, and I open my mouth eagerly to his probing tongue. I
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realize that he is synchronizing the strokes of his cock in my cunt and his
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tongue in my mouth. I feel as if I am being double fucked, and I love it. I
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want to embrace him, but cannot with my hands still bound. Knowing that I am
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chained adds to my excitement. I begin panting and tossing my head side to
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side. He speeds up his strokes, and we come together, I screaming and arching
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my back, he groaning and throwing back his head.
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After a final kiss he withdraws, and I lie there in bliss. The proprietor then
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finds the key & releases me from the slave manacles, but only after I promise
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to shop at his store again. I'm looking forward to it!
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