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Club 738: Harem Slave
(Vittoria Lima)

Sandrine awoke, stretched, and smiled. Her face beamed with happiness and eagerness to begin the day. Sitting up, she looked around with a contented smile, She was happy because she was in Heaven.



She believed, with all her heart, that Club 738 was literally heaven and that Boss had specifically chosen her to serve men sexually. No memories existed of her life before Club 738, no goals, wants, or desires beyond giving pleasure and service.



She had been here forever and would be here forever - pleasing, serving, obeying, and honoring the Club's clients. For Sandrine, every day, every act was almost a religious experience in devotion, submission, and service.



She didn't know that these beliefs had been imposed upon her, didn't remember ever not having these beliefs. They were true, right, proper. She knew this with a certainty beyond argument or rational thought.



All around her slept women, aged from eighteen to twenty-nine. Most were naked as she was, only the youngest wore while cotton panties. All the harem slaves were naked above the waist, including Sandrine.



Sandrine found nothing unusual or wrong about their nakedness. Boss had trained them to understand that was how things were done, and so she accepted it without question. On her ankle was a silver bracelet, which was engraved with her number.



She would never remove the bracelet, in fact, she would do anything, end her own life, to prevent its removal.



Getting out of bed, she walked toward the bathing area. Just outside, she paused and pulled on the retrieval cord to remove the ben wa balls before dropping them into the bin provided. Then, she entered the bath area and began the morning cleaning ceremony.



Her body was hairless, except for scalp hair, eyelashes and eyebrows. All the harem slaves were hairless, from the youngest to the oldest. On her left buttock was a branding that read Number 28.