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The Fallen Angel
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Khanima is still on the look out for more toys especially of the young white meat variety. Maybe she has a special one in mind for a special purpose. She's now out of the indoor market having left her purchases in the safe hands of her staff. They are on their way to her palace where they will receive instruction on their forthcoming duties.
It took a little while to accustom to the bright sun outside but the fresh air was most welcome.
"Hello Khanima!..how are you?". It was Kameela al-Zamani with a newly bought sex slave in tow. Kameela usually made the excuse that she was buying slaves for use around the house and on the land but everyone knew that they'd spend most of the time in the bedroom satisfying their new owner.
"I'm fine thank you, I see that you've bought another Muslim girl. Have you never thought about buying a nice little white girl for a change?"
"Well I do strongly believe in supporting the local economy. Many local girls are a drain on the family outgoings so their mothers bring them to market. I got this one for just a quarter of a pale skinned specimen and her mother here was delighted with the price, no haggling at all. So everyone is happy."
"Well let's hope your latest acquisition finds her training an agreeable experience. It's my birthday tomorrow so do please come along."
"Oh yes of course! Third palace on the right down Kings Avenue as I recall."
"That's the one...you can always bring the odd slave along. See you there. Now, just a bit more shopping to do."
