A Visit To The Market

Having parked the jeep, you and Doe walked, arm in arm, through the large gates to the flesh market. An Arabic script sign stands at the top. You're not the only ones going. Today is the first day of two days of activity. You'd planned the trip to coincide with the occasion. There were men from all over the province here to examine the merchandise.

Doe was marveling at it all. She gasped at the large wooden stage with cushions settled in front for buyers to sit. But, especially the metal cages to the side where men and women stood or kneeled in wait.

Together, you wandered around examining the different segments. Areas where patrons could inspect the merchandise with their own hands. A corner with stockings and other cruel looking bondage implements meant for holding the most unruly slaves. A reception lounge where pretty **** girls in skimpy silk were serving drinks.

It was like a world out of a painting. Or, in Doe's case, a fantasy.

"Let's go find a seat." You urged. The auction was about to begin.

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