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considerably.
     
    "anyway," she continued, "it looks like you're all ready, but if you need anything just let me know. Would you like a drink?"
     
    Anna refused politely, the whiskey that she had had in the car was more than enough to test her limits. She could feel the alcohol pulsing through her veins, and didn't want to have anything else in there that could possibly compromise her decision-making.
     
    It didn't take long before a swarthy looking man – clearly one of the Sheikh's assistants – pulled back the curtains of the small enclosure that the pair of girls was sitting in, and beckoned her through.
     
    "The sheik is ready for you now".
     
    "And my master?"
     
    Anna wasn't prepared to just simply take this man's word for it. The assistant looked to her quizzically for a second, before saying "of course, he has asked for you as well".
     
    The look of understanding that flashed across his face was not lost on Anna. If only she had the time to work out precisely what it meant.
     
    She followed the man through the curtain, and this time rather than a group of men staring at her, but mostly concentrating on the laptops and paperwork that had been strewn across the tabletops, the attention of the entire group was focused on her.
     
    Her Master was sitting in the largest, most prominent chair, in pride of place. He smiled at her, and that simple action filled her with confidence.
     
    "Anna, if you wouldn't be so kind as to let these men inspect the wares…?"
     
    She wasn't quite sure what he meant, and he smiled at her once again, inscrutable as always. Then it hit her like a bolt of thunder, how could she have been so stupid? She was the wares, not something else. Realising this, she walked towards the group of men, though not entirely sure what – if anything – she was expected to do after that.
     
    Luckily, her ignorance of the situation wasn't shown up, as the robed men quickly began to grope her, sparing no blushes as they examined her heaving breasts.
     
    Very quickly, Anna was suddenly very turned on! Not only was a group of powerful, rich men fondling her, with a hand on almost every exposed bit of skin, but she could feel her Master's eyes watching it all, smiling, and filling her with confidence.
     
    She was somehow able to remove herself from the situation, to experience the indignities that were being performed upon her body from a distance. What she saw shocked her!
     
    Anna saw a woman in entire command of the situation, not at the mercy of these men, but quite the contrary, she knew she has complete control over them. She was the price! She had never felt sexier than in that moment, with four men drooling over her, and safe in the knowledge that she could end it all in a second.
     
    She also knew that there was not a chance in hell that she would end this.
     
    She was broken out of her reverie suddenly, as one of the Sheikhs tweaked her nipple, and she gasped in the surprise pain.
     
    In a deep, thick accent, the powerful man said "you liked that, didn't you?"
     
    It felt so wrong, and yet Anna couldn't help but to answer in the affirmative.
     
    "Yes… Sir".
     
    She knew she couldn't – and wouldn't – call this man Master, but at the same time she knew in her heart of hearts that she should accord him some respect.
     
    When Anna saw her real Master nodding with approval, she was filled with pride, knowing she had made the right decision.
     
    "I think you'll enjoy it, then, when we tie you up".
     
    Beckoning to one of his assistants, who Anna noticed for the first time were all still sitting in their chairs, all spellbound but clearly not invited to join their masters in their fun and games, the sheik broke his attention away from her.
     
    Suddenly, before Anna knew what was going on, she felt herself being grasped by the assistants, one on each limb, and dragged bodily to the other end of the cabin – the end from which she had just appeared – and the end at which the
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