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Chapter Ten-2
At last my hands found the strength to pull the thin straps of my dress from my shoulders. A tug or two and it was over my breasts, moving down toward my waist. More, and I wiggled in it a little to push it over my hips. Then with a firm shove the unveiling was complete. The blue cloth lay at my feet, bunched around the blue satin pumps. Quiet again, I had to wait while the room of four men scrutinized me. “My, she’s charming. You say, Max, she’s been slaving for five months?” “Nearly six.” “Turn around, girl,” the man said. Gatov nodded, and I obeyed, more than happy to turn so their eyes weren’t on my face and my glistening cunt. “Not a mark. Hummm. You say your father made the contract?” “Just did my bidding.” “And a good price you insisted on.” “She’s mine, gentlemen. My prize
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