Weighed and measured. The dehumanisation process begins.

Weighed and measured. The dehumanisation process begins.

What Am I Bid?

Incorrigible Slaves Are Sold To A Brothel In The Docks At Jakarta.

Meeting The Man Who Has Bought Her. She Looks Pleadingly Over Her Shoulder As She Leaves My Stables. Life Will Not Be Gentle For Her, I Think.

Hold This Position. The Candles Are Almost Ready

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Pretty Garden Ornaments.

Her: &Amp;Lsquo;Thank God You&Amp;Rsquo;Ve Found Me, I Was Attacked And Robbed, They Took Everything.&Amp;Rsquo;Me, Taking Slave Collar And Chain Out Of My Bag: &Amp;Ldquo;Not Your Day, Is It?&Amp;Rdquo;

&Amp;Lsquo;Hands Behind Your Neck,&Amp;Rsquo; Snapped My Housekeeper. 'Sir Does Not Permit Maids Any Modesty In His House.&Amp;Rsquo;

My Guest Took A Fancy To The Maid Who Served Her Cocktails. Naturally I Stripped The Maid And Relieved Her Of Further Duties So My Guest Could Give Her Special Attention. I Am Always The Gracious Host.

Haakaem: Naked And Bound, Fully Vulnerable – Just How Master Likes A Girl. Now, How Shall We Begin? Let See How She Responds To Electroshock…

She Was Caught Running Inside The House. Now She Awaits A Caning On The Soles Of Her Feet, After Which She Will Run For An Hour In The Training Grounds, Under Close Supervision. There Is A Time And A Place For Everything, As She Will Learn.

The New Captive Learns That Slaves Are Not Permitted Underwear.

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