The Persian Princess by Paul Preston

Author:Paul Preston [Preston, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica
Publisher: Pink Flamingo Media
Published: 2016-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Omar Saliba

When I first realized I was fully awake and aware of my surroundings, I was standing in front of a vanity mirror in an elegant bedroom. I was completely naked, except for a pair of open-crotched panties that completely displayed the lips of my vagina to an older gentleman in the room with me. My skin was oiled to a bright sheen. My wrists and ankles were cuffed and chained to a leather strap that hung from a black collar around my throat. Though my eyelashes were dark black, my hair and eyebrows were a very light shade of blond. I was made up to look like a dishonorable woman. My face was painted with bright red lipstick, thick black eyeliner and blue eye shadow. From the chains and the makeup, I immediately assumed I was this man’s prostitute.

The man stood behind me, his erection prodding into my backside through his silk boxer shorts. His hands fondled my breasts and ass and his fingers stroked lightly through the lips of my vagina. I later learned this gentleman was my Owner and we were in the bedroom of his large estate. We both stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was ashamed to be so exposed in front of the man.

Permanently attached to my breasts were two large thin hooped rings made of steel which pierced completely through the flesh of my swollen nipples. My lips parted when I saw them. I thought the hoops looked very pretty on my breasts. It crossed my mind that my breasts and nipple rings would always be exposed and now I would be considered an impure woman by every person that looked at me for the rest of my life. The idea deeply shamed me, but I could not deny it also sexually excited me as well. The piercing immediately branded me as a common whore. Why hadn’t I noticed my nipple rings before? Outside of a pleasant warm sensation at the tips, I felt no pain at all and I didn’t remember the piercing. In fact, I couldn’t recall anything at all of my past. It was as if the memories of my life had been swept clean, erased like chalk from a blackboard.

As my Owner continued to fondle my breasts and press his erection into me, I looked into his eyes in the reflection. The gentleman seemed just as mesmerized as I was by the hooped rings hanging from my breasts. When he noticed me making eye contact with him, he spoke.

“Well, hello. Welcome back, slave girl,” my Owner said. “I saw you look into my eyes. Are you able to hear me now?”

I nodded slowly. The Owner pressed lightly on the large brown rings of my areolas, near the piercing.

“Do you feel any pain here?”

I nodded no.

“While you were recovering from your illness, I took the liberty of making a few changes to your appearance. Since the wigs I bought kept getting tangled and soiled, I had your hair permanently dyed blonde.

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