Dulcinea was staring at her sister. She knew that she would be the next who takes the seat. She understood the local language better and better every day. She had already figured out that Masters want to have young slave girls as untouched, and it would increase their value. In her homeland, all this was not so important. Only noble protected their daughters to avoid any bastard child. She was not able to comprehend why this kind of humiliation would be necessary.
Dulcinea is tired after a long day in the bazaar. She has been wearing a hip chain all the time, and limited movement starts to stress her body. Being released from the chains is a relief, although being seated for inspection is the next step.
But Dulcinea had a vibrant imagination, and thinking herself on the bench instead of her sister having her private places exposed to an experienced slave girl who all seems to respect makes something to tickle inside her, how helpless Doucette looks under the mercy of these strangers. Dulcinea cannot hold her fantasies, and suddenly she feels how she is getting wet. She is afraid that her juices are flowing down, and masters will spot that.
Fritz Sands
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