HAREM

HOTTIE

Part 5

  

 

 

 

 

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Chains !

That's it - chains!

 

 

 
  Perhaps Harem Hottie yearns for the days of old when girls were brought to the harem in chains.

It came to me after your history lesson yesterday and I remembered my own great great great grandfather 'Chainemup'.

 

  
I have heard the endless stories of how the Sultan of his time would raid our neighbors to steal the very finest of their women and bring them in chains back to his harem.  

  In those days, the ropes - they were not that good. And the girls would sometimes escape to the great unhappiness of the Sultan. An unhappy Sultan is not a good thing. Not even today.
So the blacksmiths would create shackles for the girls. Our craftsmanship became second to none - rings of iron that would encase the throats, wrists and ankles of our women. Shackles in all sizes and weights, infinite variety of chain and restraint.
And so it shall be with you Harem Hottie.
You too shall learn to bear their weight, feel the coolness as they are applied and then the warmth as they hold the heat from your body.  
  You will learn to love the sound of the shackles as the their dull thud follows your every movement.
You shall become accustomed to their feel as the cast iron ring encases your neck and the curved surfaces caress your wrists and ankles, only biting you if you abuse them or move too quickly. Their grasp will sternly compel your compliance should you twist too far out of alignment.

The Sultan will be so enticed with such a pleasant mixture of the new and the old.

So I have now secured you in your shackles - they should keep you and Ropemup out of trouble for a good long time.

 
Now where did I put that key?

 

 

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