A Harem in a Mind.
A Place to dwell without reality.
A place where a slave is continuously reminded it is not the only one.
Not Suitable for General Consumption.
If you are under 18, please do NOT be here. You are under-age. GO somewhere else. If there are people looking over your shoulder who might be offended, go somewhere else. Or run them off.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
~T.S. Elliot
Some captured girls come from privilege. Their insolence is particularly abrasive. But a body like this girl’s was not made to be hidden away; it should be seen. Strip her publicly, secure her in this fashion, and leave her outside for awhile. She can rant and writhe all she likes, no one will care. Eventually her attitude is adjusted; she will begin to accept her new position and the new attention it brings from men. The high-and-mighty are now low-and-helpless. Then move her platform into your dwelling. Gag her if necessary, but let your eyes feast in silence for a time. Then do what you will: you are the master.
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