Into the shop, and into the dungeon

Once we left the station, we walked down the street for three blocks. We were in a part of the city I had never seen before. It wasn't exactly slummy because for the most part it was well kept, but it also wasn't one of the more affluent type neighborhoods either. Sadira must have noticed my interest. "This part of town contains mostly Asian elements and mixed breeds like me. I am part Indian and part Thai. My father was from India and my mother was from Thailand" she said at length. "I know it's a strange mix, but love is a strange thing in itself sometimes."

"This is a very fascinating place" I said. "But I agree with you, love is a strange thing sometimes, but not in this case." I pulled her closer and put an arm around her waist. We were now approaching the business district, and signs written in various forms of Asian characters started popping up along the streets. "I could live here forever" I found myself thinking out loud. I was just so captivated by everything. Sadira just smiled at me, and kissed my cheek.

We walked for about another block and stopped in front of her shop. She fumbled for her keys, then unlocked the door. "Well, we're here" she said as she turned the knob and pushed the door open. "This is my 'little shop of horrors' so to speak." I went in, and she followed, locking the door behind us.

The place was dark and shuttered, and it took Sadira a while to turn the lights on. When she did, I was amazed by all the jewelry she had for sale in her display cases. Most of the pieces had jade or emerald settings, but there were a few rubies, diamonds, sapphires, and some onyx as well. They were all beautiful and exquisitely made. I was drawn to one particular piece that was shaped in the head of a lion that had two ruby eyes. Sadira walked up behind me, and wrapped her arms around me. "You like that one, huh?"

"Yes, it's beautiful" I said.

"That is a Mandarin Lion, set with ruby eyes. It's a bellybutton stud" said Sadira. "I think it would look good on you." She turned me around in her arms and kissed me pasionately. Then with a wicked gleam in her eyes she said "Take off your clothes, and give them to me. Everything."

I suddenly felt nervous for some reason, almost like I was auditioning for a part in a play or something. "Yes, Mistress" I said, bowing before her, a thrill of excitement running through my fingertips. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and pulled it out of the band of my skirt. She saw my breasts for the first time, and licked her lips as she savored the sight of them. I shrugged the blouse off my shoulders to make them jiggle a little for her, then handed it to her. Next my skirt came off. I undid the buttons on the waistband and slowly let it fall to the floor down my legs, revealing my entire body to her.

"Turn for me" she said in a husky voice. "Slowly. I want to get a good look at you." I did what any good **** would do, and I turned very slowly, pausing at times to give her a longer view. She was salivating when I turned to face her. "Now pick up your skirt and hand it to me" she ordered. I did as requested. "Pull your pigtails out, and brush out your hair for me. She handed me a hairbrush from her purse. I pulled the pigtails apart, and brushed out my hair, allowing it to cascade over my shoulders. She licked her lips again as she looked me over with appreciation. "You're so beautiful" she said with a lusty gleam in her eye. "Follow me."

I followed her to the back room. She opened a door that led down to the basement and turned on a switch before heading down the stairs. I followed her down the stairs, and was shocked, at first, by what I saw. It looked like a well equipped **** chamber. There was an exam table in the middle of it with a cart full of things I'd never seen before sitting right beside it. There was a work bench lined with cabinets to one side of the room, while a furnace sat on the opposite side. At the far end, away from the stairs, shackles and chains hung limply from the ceiling, tightly bolted into steel 'I' beams. Big steel rings lay on the cement floor below them. At the other end of the basement was a horse, a convert electric chair, and a cross.

Sadira looked at me and smiled. "Do we still have a deal?" she asked. She held out my clothes. "If so, take your clothes and burn them in the furnace."