haremfaery
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Katirah tightened her grip on the tajin. She felt her face get hot with anger. Another day! She bit back a protest. What was she supposed to have learned? That life was unfair? She knew that? That her fate was not her own? She knew that too. That her life and comfort depended on the whim of her master? That had been made all to clear to her recently.
"As the Comte wishes." Katirah said still not looking at him.
"Show me your feet."
Katirah set the tajin on the carpeted floor of the tent. She slipped her shoes off revealing her socks and the bandages she had wrapped around her feet. A few rusty brown spots showed where they had bled. The ball of her right foot was the worst. She was not sure if she should sit and remove the bandages for the Comte or not.
"As the Comte wishes." Katirah said still not looking at him.
"Show me your feet."
Katirah set the tajin on the carpeted floor of the tent. She slipped her shoes off revealing her socks and the bandages she had wrapped around her feet. A few rusty brown spots showed where they had bled. The ball of her right foot was the worst. She was not sure if she should sit and remove the bandages for the Comte or not.
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