It’s a man’s world at Club 738 and Sandrine knows this. She had been there forever and would be there forever - pleasing, serving, obeying, and honoring the Club’s clients. For Sandrine, every day, every sexual act she performed was almost a religious experience in devotion, submission, and service.
Her body was hairless, except for hair on her head, 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.
All of the harem slaves at Club 738 had similar brandings, from the youngest one to the oldest. Sandrine never gave a thought to them and if you asked her, she would say that all women had them, that they were born with them. She didn’t know the meaning of the branding because she couldn’t read.
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Not as sadistic as some of her other books but still good.