LYNNE: CHAPTER 26. THE VALUATION.
Cherie walked in after the Asian woman, she was completely naked except for a
gold chain around her waist and a shiny gold ring in her clitoris.
" What do you think they would be worth at the markets in Pakistan or Iran,
Zaheer? Which of them is worth the most ?"
Zaheer looked at the two women on their knees in their cages. He had been
involved in the Slave Trade in Asia and the Middle East all his life, as had his
father before him. He had gained a reputation for supplying the best women of
any of the Traders. His clients seldom bothered with the markets in Lahore or
Tehran.
Anyone with the money to pay has no trouble purchasing an Asian or Negro woman
at any of the markets around the world. Even the lowly ranked street markets in
places like Riyadh or Lusaka have more dark skinned women for sale than
customers to buy them. The serious collectors of women; and those wanting a
'White Woman' contact Zaheer.
Unlike most involved in the " White Slave Trade"; Zaheer does not acquire his
stock by kidnapping European or American women who are back-packing across Asia
or South America. There are those who are more than willing to sell their young
daughters into a life of Slavery. Some do it out of pure greed, others out of
perceived necessity. A man with a dozen children all living in poverty can bring
up 11 children in wealth and prosperity.
The Society in Australia and like minded organisations around the world are also
useful sources of women for Zaheer. That was why he was more than happy to give
The Blonde Woman a valuation on Lynne and Kristy.
Cherie opened the doors to their cages and had them stand side by side in front
of Zaheer. " Neither of them are in the same class as this beautiful creature."
Zaheer said as he ran his finger across Cherie's cheek and down over her chest
and stomach. His voice was deep and his English was excellent; his accent was
more Oxford than Sri Lankan.
" Few women are in the same class as Cherie." The Blonde Woman said proudly as
she watched Zaheer admire her slave.
" I don't remember her being decorated in this way." Zaheer said as he flicked
the gold ring in Cherie's clitoris.
" That was only done recently. Most women look better with their clothes on,
like these two." The Blonde woman said looking at Lynne and Kristy. " But
Cherie is an exception. I like to have her naked most of the time, and the ring
in her clitoris just adds to her beauty; don't you agree?"
" I most certainly do." Zaheer said as he watched Cherie begin to squirm as he
played with the ring in her clitoris.
" You're more than welcome to have her while your in town Zaheer." The Blonde
Woman said.
" That's very kind of you." Zaheer replied." And for what it's worth in exchange
you can have her." He gestured to the Asian woman. " But it is a rather unfair
exchange in my favour I'm afraid. You can buy the likes of her for a carton of
American cigarettes in parts of Thailand or Indonesia."
" She's quite beautiful Zaheer." The Blonde Woman said admiring the young Asian
women.
" Common beauty." Zaheer said dismissively. " But I have a client here in Sydney
with a preference for Asian women. He uses the less attractive one's in his
Brothels I believe. I bought her and five others like her in Bangkok last week.
I'll give her to my client as an incentive to buy the other five. I'm not an
unreasonable man to do business with." He said smiling.
Zaheer had been flicking and pulling on the ring in Cherie's clitoris while he
spoke. Her clitoris was now swollen and her lips glistened with her juices.
" She's quite a distraction." Cherie's face was flushed and her hips swayed
slightly as he pulled on the ring in her clitoris. " I look forward to using her
later; but business before pleasure." He let go of the Gold ring and turned his
attention to Lynne and Kristy who had stood there in silence while they listened
to The Mistress and Zaheer talk about women as if they were commodities to be
sold or traded or given away.
" Have either of them been with child?" Zaheer asked as he looked at Lynne and
Kristy with an air of disdain.
" No." The Blonde Woman replied.
" Good. It is not the role of women like this to breed, their purpose in life is
to serve and to entertain. Women like these who have born children are next to
worthless? Breeding is the role which virtuous women serve." Lynne and Kristy
exchanged nervous and spiteful glances.
" Have they been de-sexed?"
" No, not yet."
" I would have them de-sexed before I sold them. You don't want women like these
two breeding. Do you have reputable and verifiable Medical Certificates for them
?"
" Yes, they're both disease free Zaheer."
" Good. You get very little for women with no verifiable Medical Certificates.
This one." Zaheer said pointing at Lynne. " Is obviously older than the other
one."
" She's 32." The Blonde Woman said.
" And this one." Pointing at Kristy.
" 26."
" They're both attractive women, quite pleasant to the eye; but neither of them
are what one would describe as beautiful or striking in any way; and neither of
them are blonde, which is unfortunate. You can almost name your own price for
attractive blonde women in some parts of the world."
Lynne and Kristy felt his eyes on them; and listened to the way he talked about
them. His voice was cold, aloof; The voice of a man who bought and sold women
for a living. Zaheer frightened them in a way neither of them had been
frightened before.
"The woman you call Lynne has very dark hair which lessons her value
considerably. Asian and Negro women have dark hair; it's very common. The other
one has light brown hair; but it's a nothing colour; neither dark nor blonde. Of
course you could bleach their hair but both would be worth significantly more if
they were natural blondes."
He paused for a moment and ran his cold eyes over them again.
" They're both flawed in their general appearance; a fact they both acknowledge
by the way they try to hide their inadequacies with make-up and unnatural hair
styles. Particularly so with this one." He said looking at Kristy. " They're
body shapes are not what they should be and their skin though tanned and
relatively smooth has imperfections. It's better to not have them tanned too
much; in most cases the 'whiter' they look the more they're worth. In the case
of these two that is most definitely true."
"Both women are definitely saleable, but neither would fetch unusually
significant amounts. I've found buyers for women far less appealing than these
two; but both would be worth more on the sub-continent market;
Pakistan or India, perhaps Thailand as well. Most white women are being sold
into the wealthy Arab countries at the moment so there is a shortage on the
sub-continent. As a result, the prices being paid for average looking white
women is somewhat inflated."
A cocktail of emotions ran through Lynne and Kristy as they stood there while
Zaheer tried to put a value on them. Fear, embarrassment, humiliation, mixed
with excitement and arousal. They both suspected that this was part of the
contest; that the woman Zaheer decided was worth the most would receive a point
in the contest that would decide their fate. The Mistress hadn't said as much,
but they were both sure that there was a point at stake in all this.
"On first impressions." Zaheer said in a measured tone. " This one you call
Kristy is worth twice as much as the one you call Lynne. She's younger, thinner,
and her hair is of a much lighter colour; but first impressions are often wrong
when you're assessing a woman's worth. Quite often the closer you look at a
woman the less you like what you see; or the more you like what you didn't see
before. One must always take one's time when assessing a woman's worth." Zaheer
looked at Lynne, and then at Kristy, and then at the Blonde Woman.
" I would like to see both of them without all this cosmetic camouflage they
wear."
" See to it Cherie, and then take them into the display room and wait for us
there. " The Blonde Woman said as the Asian Woman scurried across the concrete
floor to open the door for them.
" Women who don't need make-up to mask their inadequacies are rare, so that in
itself is not a significant problem, just an observation." Zaheer said to the
Blonde Woman as they left the cage room together; the Asian woman followed
meekly behind them.
Cherie took Lynne and Kristy into one of the bathrooms and made them undress and
shower together. The two women had enjoyed a number of passionate showers when
they were together on the Gold Coast; when they were lovers; this shower was
very different.
When she was preparing herself for the Blonde Woman Lynne wore a lot more
make-up than she did in her previous life. Mainly a lot of dark eye shadow and
mascara to highlight her dark features, and some blush to add colour to her
skin; and like all the slaves she wore a lot of bright red lipstick. Kristy had
always worn a lot of make-up, both in her life before the Blonde Woman, and in
her new life as the Blonde Woman's plaything.
Cherie made them scrub their faces and hair until all the make-up and the fancy
hairstyles were washed away. Lynne has shoulder length dark almost black hair
which she wears down. Kristy's hair is slightly shorter and a light brown almost
mousy blonde colour which she teases into waves and wears up. Lynne's hair
didn't look all that much different after their shower; but Kristy's did.
Cherie had them dress into clean white Slave Girl outfits and brush their
wet hair, but she wouldn't allow them to wear any perfume or body cologne.
Lynne and Kirsty exchanged hateful glances as they followed Cherie down the
corridors of The Blonde Woman's house. They stopped outside a heavy timber door
which looked vaguely familiar to both of them. The room behind the door had
mirrored walls and ceiling and mirrored tiles on the floor. It was the room
where Lynne had watched Kylie torture Cherie, and Kristy had watched Kylie
torture Monica. Lynne remembered how incredible Cherie had looked tied to the
poles the night Kylie tortured her. Kirsty had similar memories of the night
Kylie tortured Monica.
The room was dimly lit except for two intense bright white spotlights that
shone down from the high ceiling forming pools of light on the floor around two
metal poles. The same poles that Cherie and Monica had been tied to while they
waited for the sadistic little shop assistant they knew only as Kylie.
Cherie had Lynne and Kirsty stand with their backs to the poles facing each
other. They could see the reflection of each others cunts on the mirrored tiles
in the floor; both women quickly searched the floor with their eyes for the
reflection of Cherie's cunt.
The Blonde Woman and Zaheer were smiling as they walked into the room. The
Asian woman had opened the door for them and closed it behind her as she
followed behind; her head bowed; the shiny silver nipple clamps still hanging
from the soft pink nubs of flesh on her breasts.
" Now." Zaheer said, the smile suddenly gone. " You see what I mean about these
two women. They are both far less pleasing to the eye without all the chemicals
they wear on their faces to hide their inadequacies. This one in particular," He
said pointing at Kirsty, " Is decidedly less appealing."
Lynne's mouth was dry and she felt her heart pounding in her chest as Zaheer
walked over to her and stood close to her. " This one you call Lynne is quite a
pretty thing. Her general appearance is acceptable without being exceptional.
She's a big breasted woman, with a reasonable shape to her body which could be
improved upon."
" Her legs are reasonably well formed without being eye catching in any way. She
would look much better in black stockings, as most average looking women do. Her
feet are not offensive to look at, which is not always the case. Some women who
are far more attractive than this woman have very ugly feet..........Show me
your hands woman."
Lynne's hands were shaking as she held them out. " This is good."
Zaheer said as he held Lynne by the wrists and inspected her hands. " Her hands
are quite petite without any noticeable faults. I would have her fingernails and
toenails manicured and painted black before I sold her." Zaheer said looking at
Lynne as if deep in thought.
" It might be wise if you considered changing her diet and introducing an
exercise program for her. She could well be the sort of woman who fattens up
easily. It's much easier to stop them putting weight on than it is getting it
off them."
" I was thinking that myself Zaheer." The Blonde Woman said. " I think
she'd be far more appealing if she lost some weight. And she does look
like the type of woman who 'fattens up easily.' "
Lynne knew The Blonde Woman had repeated Zaheer's insulting phrase just to
humiliate her more, and it did. She could almost hear Kristy laughing to herself
as Zaheer ridiculed her.
" There's not much we can do about her hair. Bleaching wouldn't enhance this
woman, but I'd check her thoroughly before selling her. There are no signs of
grey at the moment. Some women age better than others, but at 32 you need to
monitor her. A woman with grey hair is next to worthless, but ageing is not a
problem with this woman.... yet. She still has the potential to fetch us a
reasonable sum."
The way he spoke made Lynne feel as if she were about to be sold to the highest
bidder in some exotic Arab street market. She didn't know what to make of the
fact that the thought aroused her.
" She does have interesting eyes." Zaheer said as his cold dark eyes drilled
into Lynne's soft frightened eyes. She had to force herself not to look away. "
They're an unusual colour and they have a spark to them. They're the sort of
eyes you want to see looking up at you in either pain or pleasure..........Open
your mouth woman."
Lynne had never felt so intimidated by anybody in her life. She felt sure her
knees would give way beneath her as she opened her mouth and Zaheer stepped
closer.
" Her teeth are excellent; but she does have a couple of old metal fillings
which I would have replaced before I sold her. I like her tongue also. It's the
sort of tongue that is meant to pleasure others........ Remove your top."
Lynne quickly undid the knot that held the white silk scarf around her body and
let it fall to the floor.
" Her breasts are very large which always adds to a woman's value, and they're
quite firm for there size. Make your nipples hard woman." Lynne pinched and
rubbed and pulled on her nipples making them as stiff and hard as she could.
" Her nipples are quite appealing also." Zaheer said as he squeezed them between
his thumb and fingers. " Some women with very large breasts have ugly nipples.
This woman does not; but it would be better if her nipples were larger when they
were erect. I would decorate her before I sold her. A Silver ring in her right
nipple. Silver is the colour to decorate this woman with, not Gold."
Lynne could feel the pain of having her nipple pierced as Zaheer spoke. It was
not something she wanted to do; but perhaps she may have to now judging by the
look on The Mistress's face.
" Remove your skirt woman." Zaheer's voice sent a shiver down Lynne's spine
whenever he spoke directly to her. She quickly undid the knot at the side of her
skirt and threw it on the floor as she had done with her top. Zaheer stepped
back so he could inspect what she had to offer between her legs.
" I see you still have your Slave's shave their sex." Zaheer said to The Blonde
Woman without taking his eyes away from between Lynne's legs.
" Yes." The Blonde Woman replied. " Except Cherie, she's special."
" Yes. But there is nothing special about either of these women. They both need
to have their sex bare. The majority of their potential owners prefer their
slaves to have their sex exposed; but the skin on that part of their bodies is
very sensitive. Continued shaving or waxing irritates the skin. You can see on
this woman where the razor has irritated the skin. The last thing you want is
an unsightly rash to appear when you're trying to sell her. I would have her
pubic hair removed permanently with electrolysis before I sold her. The same
applies to the other woman."
Zaheer stepped closer to Lynne, his eyes still fixed between her legs.
" She has very large vaginal lips, this is good, this is very good. Women with
large vaginal lips are keenly sought after. She could easily accommodate all
sorts of things inside her. Open yourself up woman."
Lynne reached down and pulled her lips apart as far as she could. She knew
everyone in the room would have heard the sloppy sound that her lips made as she
opened herself up.
" She has a very large clitoris too; that certainly adds to her worth. I'd have
her clitoris decorated before I sold her. A small Silver ring in her clitoral
hood." Lynne winced at the thought of being pierced there.
" Her body obviously has no problems lubricating itself."
" No. Lynne is always wet." The Blonde Woman laughed.
" So I see." Zaheer smiled again. " Turn around woman." Lynne let go of her lips
and turned around as she had been instructed to do.
" Her......"arse" as you in the west call it is quite acceptable; her buttocks
have an appealing shape to them and they're quite firm; but her body in general
needs some 'toning up' before she could be sold."
Lynne caught a glimpse of Kristy over Zaheer's shoulder.
" Fat Arsed Slut !" Kirsty didn't say the words, she didn't have to, Lynne knew
what she was thinking.
" Her skin is without any particularly noticeable defects, with the exception of
this unsightly birthmark above her right buttock." Zaheer continued as he ran
his dark skinned hands over Lynne's arse, " With women like her you have to mask
as many of her deficiencies as you can. A tattoo would be an option, in her case
a black rose, but with a woman like this you need to add to her appeal as much
as you can. I would have her branded. There's an Arabic symbol that indicates
submissiveness; it would be ideal for her; it would cover that unpleasant
birthmark and she'd bear a mark of subservience that those most likely to buy
her would recognise."
Lynne liked the feel of Zaheer's hand on her arse. " Bend over and pull your
cheeks apart."
Lynne hesitated for an instant, not long enough for Zaheer to notice, then she
quickly bent forward and reached behind herself and pulled the cheeks of her
arse apart. " Good. Very Good." She heard Zaheer say.
" Sodomy is very popular in the Middle East and on The Sub Continent.
But Muslim men would never defile a Muslim woman by sodomising her. This woman
however has no dignity and deserves no respect. Women like her are needed for
that purpose; and this woman is certainly one well suited to being penetrated in
that way........Turn around woman."
Lynne turned around to face the man that frightened her so much, and yet aroused
her so much.
" It's important that she doesn't have an unpleasant voice. I've seen the price
of a woman fall to next to nothing when the potential owners have heard her
speak..........What is your name woman ?"
" Lynne, Master." Her voice was soft and nervous.
" Describe for me the last orgasm you had."
" I... It was with a woman we call 'The Dog' Master." Lynne didn't know how he
wanted her voice to sound. Seductive; subservient; erotic..... " I had her lie
on the floor and masturbate while I watched her. She was able to put her hand up
inside herself Master and I masturbated while I watched her. My orgasm was very
intense, I had a finger up my anus which added to the intensity of my orgasm. My
clitoris is very sens.."
" Enough." Zaheer said holding up his manicured finger in an almost threatening
way. " She's not highly educated and her accent is extremely common. But she has
a very pleasant voice. The type of voice one wants to hear begging for mercy."
Zaheer paused again in thought. "The name you use for this female;
'Lynne': This is not an appropriate name for a slave. I would give her another
name; Danielle or Bridget for this one, probably Danielle."
Zaheer shifted his eyes from Lynne to Kristy. The colour drained from her face
as Zaheer moved toward her. Lynne was too shaken to enjoy Kristy's discomfort.
Kristy, like Lynne, had never felt so intimidated by anybody as she did by
Zaheer. She too felt her knees go weak when Zaheer turned his attention to her.
" This one you call Kristy." Zaheer said as he stood in front of her. " She is
not so pretty without all the make-up. Most definitely not as pretty as the
other one. Her general appearance is more appealing though, she is slimmer; she
has a more feminine shape to her; but this woman's body needs to be improved
also. And her breasts are far too small, they lessen her value considerably."
Her legs are quite slim and pleasing to the eye, but she too would look much
more appealing in stockings; red stockings for this woman. Red is this woman's
colour; she should always be dressed in red; not this virginal white she wears
now."
Zaheer smiled at The Blonde Woman. " This is of course not a criticism of the
way you choose to dress them. They're yours to do with as you please and to
dress them in whatever way appeals to you. My comments are based on how we could
best present these women in a way that would maximise the price we would get for
them."
" I understand Zaheer." The Blonde Woman said smiling back. Zaheer turned his
eyes back to Kristy.
" Her feet are decidedly unpleasant; but there is little that can be done about
flaws of that nature. It won't lessen her worth to any great extent, it's just
another of her many defects."
Zaheer looked at Cherie, and then at the Blonde Woman. " A woman like her." He
pointed to Cherie." Has few if any defects, but women like her are rare. Those
seeking to buy these two women know this. It's a matter of how many defects
these women have that influences what people would be prepared to pay for them."
Zaheer looked back at Kirsty and ran his dark eyes over her body again.
" There is nothing virginal about this woman she has the look of a harlot about
her. There is no hint of innocence in her eyes as there is with the of the other
one.... Show me your hands." Kristy held out her hands for Zaheer to inspect;
they were shaking more than Lynne's were as Zaheer grabbed her wrists.
" Her fingers are too long; her hands are not well proportioned; they don't have
the appeal of the other females hands." Zaheer said dismissively.
" Again there is nothing we can do about imperfections of this nature. But I
would have her fingernails and toenails manicured and painted red before I sold
her." He looked at her hands again and pushed her wrists away with a decidedly
disappointed look on his face.
"As with the other one her value would increase significantly if there was less
of her. These women must be very thin when we sell them, very thin. This woman
is not thin enough. I would have both of them fast for several weeks before
selling them."
Zaheer turned to face the Blonde Woman. " The West are far too soft with their
women. In the countries and cultures into which these women would be sold,
keeping them thin is not difficult. We simply starve them until they're
satisfactorily thin. After that a diet of rice, water and vitamin supplements is
all they need to sustain them. This is not a criticism of course, just an
observation." Zaheer said smiling. The Blonde Woman smiled back. She was
obviously enjoying herself. Equally obviously Lynne and Kristy were not.
Zaheer turned back to Kristy again." Her hair is a problem. It is a most
unappealing colour and without the deception of the inappropriate and
unacceptable hair style she wore before, her hair makes her look decidedly
plain. Her appearance is not as appealing as the other female. I would have her
hair bleached blonde and cut shorter before I sold her; but even that would add
little to her value."
Zaheer was frowning now as he looked at Kristy. She desperately wanted to look
away from his cold eyes, but knew she couldn't.
" Unfortunately her eyes are a dark brown. Asian and Negro females have dark
eyes. Very plain, very common, and very unappealing. Her eyes are dull and
boring; the other woman has passion in her eyes; this woman does not. But again
these are defects that we can do nothing about." As she watched Zaheer looking
at her, assessing her, Kristy got a horrible feeling that Zaheer was decidedly
unimpressed with what he saw.
" Open your mouth woman." He said in an impatient tone.
" Her teeth are excellent; bright, straight, no unsightly fillings; and her
tongue has a nice pink hue. Excellent. Remove your top woman."
Kristy's hands fumbled with the knot that tied the scarf around her, she had
difficulty undoing it. " Undo this stupid woman's top." Zaheer said angrily. The
Asian woman scurried over to where Kristy stood and quickly undid the knot and
removed her top. A cold shiver ran down Kristy's spine when she saw the
expression on Zaheer's face and heard the tone of his voice.
" Her breasts are too small." He said in an irritated tone. The anger was gone
from his voice, but the look of fear remained on Kristy's face. "Asian women
are expected to have small breasts, but white women should be large breasted.
This woman is not, her small breasts lower her value considerably..........Make
your nipples hard woman." Kristy did as Lynne had done and made her nipples as
big and stiff as she could.
" Her nipples are annoyingly small. Small breasts and small nipples." Zaheer
said as he squeezed Kristy's nipples with his fingers. " Not good, not good at
all." Zaheer sounded very disappointed with what he saw.
" If she was a natural blonde and didn't have so many other defects I'd have
her breasts enlarged surgically; but this woman is not worth the time or the
expense. I would try to enhance the appeal of her breasts by decorating them
with large Gold rings in each nipple, but you can't hide a defect as obvious as
this on a woman."
Kristy's face glowed a bright red from the embarrassment and the humiliation of
what Zaheer was saying about her, and the way he looked at her. She knew she was
not overly well endowed but she'd never thought her breasts were as small as
Zaheer seemed to think.
" Remove your skirt." Zaheer said as he turned to face the Blonde Woman. " We
can only hope that what this woman has between her legs is more appealing than
her breasts."
He turned back and fixed his gaze between Kristy's legs. The room was silent as
Zaheer assessed what he saw. " Her vagina has a nice shape to it, but her lips
are small; this is not good. Asian women have very small vaginas and vaginal
lips, very common; but her clitoris pokes out between her lips in a rather
inviting way. The other woman's sex would arouse the interest of many more
prospective buyers than this one. Open yourself up woman."
Kristy reached down and pulled her lips apart. She found it increasingly
difficult to look at Zaheer, especially now standing there like that, but she
forced herself to look at his face and into his eyes.
" Her clitoris is not as large as the other woman's, but it is adequate. I
would decorate this woman with Gold rings in her vaginal lips and in her
clitoris before I sold her." Zaheer paused again as he considered what he saw
between Kristy's legs.
" As with the other one, her body obviously has no problems lubricating itself."
" No. If anything Kristy is always wetter than Lynne is." The Blonde Woman said
smiling.
" Slaves are always well lubricated." Zaheer said smiling back." A woman who is
not always well lubricated is of little use to anybody...........Turn around
woman." Kylie's fingers were sticky with her juices as she let go of her lips
and turned around.
" Her......'arse' is more than adequate. More appealing than the other one's.
Her buttocks have a very nice shape and they're very firm which is important.
There are no unsightly blemishes, and the skin on her buttocks is smooth and has
a nice texture to it." Zaheer ran his hand lightly over the cheeks of her arse
as he spoke.
" I would decorate this one with a small tattoo on her right buttock just below
her hip. A small red rose would compliment her skin colouring nicely. Bend over
and pull your cheeks apart woman."
Kristy did as Lynne had done and displayed her arse hole for him, and the others
to see. " She too is well suited for sodomy. This is good. Turn around woman."
Kristy turned around nervously.
" What is your name woman?"
" Kristy, Master." She tried to sound relaxed and submissive and sexy.
" The name you use for this female: 'Kristy'." Zaheer said as if in deep thought
again. " This is not a suitable name for a slave either. I think perhaps
Jacqueline is more appropriate for this one......Yes I would call her Jacqueline
when I sold her."
" Describe for me your last orgasm woman."
" Yes Master. It was with her husband." Kristy said looking at Lynne. The two
women glared at each other for an instant, and then Kylie looked back at Zaheer,
smugly satisfied with Lynne's reaction. " I was dressed as a maid, a really
slutty maid, and taken to his house where I served dinner to him and a woman.
After dinner they had me entertain them by doing a strip and playing with
myself. The woman wanted me to stick all sorts of things up my cunt and up my
arse hole. They fucked on the lounge while I lied on the floor fucking myself up
the arse with a candle."
"They had me lick his cum out of her cunt after he came, and she came while I
did it. After that they tied me up on the floor and stuck a candle up my arse
and one up my cunt and lit them. They left me on the floor like that and went
into the bedroom and started fucking again."
"I lied on the floor and listened to them fuck while I watched the candles
slowly burning and the flame getting closer to my cunt and arse hole. I was on
the floor like that for ages. But eventually they came out and watched me lying
there with the flames getting closer. Her husband has a really big cock and he
decided he'd get me off by....."
" Enough." Zaheer said. Kristy had been very pleased with herself. She'd enjoyed
recounting the story of her night with Lynne's husband and the woman. But when
she saw the expression on Zaheer's face she knew something was wrong. Her eyes
moved around the room nervously to see the reaction of the others.
" She speaks with the tongue of a common whore." Zaheer said quietly,
controlling his anger.
" But I am a whore....." Kristy said to herself, confused and frightened by
Zaheer's reaction.
" She uses the language of the white trash that sell themselves for small change
on the streets of Patpong Road." Zaheer was obviously disgusted with the way
Kristy had spoken. " Perhaps this type of language from this type of female is
appealing to uneducated American tourists with no class and no culture. But it
is most certainly of no appeal to the refined and dignified people to whom I
would sell her. I'm tempted to cut the wenches tongue out so I don't have to
endure hearing her speak again."
" She's just a common whore Zaheer." The Blonde Woman said smugly.
" She doesn't know any better."
" It would give me great pleasure to teach her." Zaheer said with an almost
depraved smile on his face.
" Perhaps one day you'll get the chance." The Blonde Woman replied smiling at
Kristy as she said it.
" Well Zaheer my old friend." The Blonde Woman said. " How much are they worth,
and which of them is worth the most ? "
Zaheer smiled warmly at her. " Neither of these women are virgins; they have
both been used many times by many people. A used woman is no different to a used
car. Regardless of how well maintained the woman is, the older she is the less
she is worth. For this reason alone the one you call Kristy is worth more than
the one you call Lynne. Five Million American dollars for the older one, and
Seven Million for the younger one."
Lynne forced herself to hold her head up in her moment of ultimate humiliation;
and Kristy's face lit up in a wide smug smile. She was so relieved that she'd
won that she relaxed enough to allow herself a soft snide laugh.
Zaheer saw her, and heard her. " Wipe that look off your face you insolent whore
!" He said angrily as the back of his hand struck her hard across her cheek.
Kristy fell to her knees on the floor; an instinctive reaction that had only
recently been set free inside her. She was whimpering from the pain of Zaheer's
hand and the fear that consumed her. She wanted to say something, to say she was
sorry, but she knew better than to speak without permission to a man like
Zaheer.
" It is purely an accident of birth that she is older than you and therefore of
less value. Were age not a factor she would easily be worth more than you whore.
If I were to choose one of you to entertain me this evening I would choose her.
And if you were mine I'd have you flogged until your back and buttocks bled."
" Take Zaheer up to the sitting room and entertain him until I finish with these
two." The Blonde Woman said to Cherie, Barely able conceal her disgust with
Kristy " Excuse me while I deal with this Zaheer."
" But of course. Take your time in punishing this one; I'm sure the one you call
Cherie will keep me entertained in your absence." Zaheer smiled and kissed the
Blonde Woman's hand. The Asian woman opened the door and followed behind Cherie
as they left the Blonde Woman with her slaves.
" I'm very disappointed in you Kristy." The Blonde Woman's face was filled with
anger in a way neither Lynne nor Kristy had seen before. " You have embarrassed
me in front of my guest and I should have you flogged as Zaheer has suggested;
but I am not going to."
Kristy looked up at the Mistress; she was still on her knees, tears welling in
her eyes. " I'm sorry Mistress." She sobbed pathetically.
" I had intended the valuation to be part of the contest. That would have given
you another point Kristy. But instead of having you flogged I will deny you the
point you would have earned, were it not for your insolence."
" Please have me flogged Mistress." Kristy whimpered. She would much rather
endure a flogging than forgo a point in the contest that would decide her fate.
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