"Here, put this on, Jinni," said Arianna.
"What is that?"
"The pink collar shows that you have never been owned and your holes have never been used. There are Masters who will choose girls they can train."
"I'm not sure about this. I don't want to go," Jinni replied, with a worried look on her face.
"Well," laughed Arianna,"you better go, or you will be hanging with your holes, exposed in the dungeon, and men will just stick them all day. They only bring you down to water and feed you and then for bed and the next day, back up you go for cock use."
"Well, I don't want that either. Maybe someday, we will rise up and fight the men."
"Oh, Jinni, you new slaves are so silly. We cannot fight the men. They hold us down and use our holes. That is what they do. They have to put their hardness somewhere."
"I don't want to be a slave," moaned Jinni.
"Well, you should have done something better not to get caught. Now, listen. When the warriors come to the end of the stage all the girls will be licking and sucking on them. You have to try to get noticed by the warrior you want. If he likes you, he will throw you on stage and claim you. But, if you do not get chosen by the time you see the ceremony ending, you better run, because the other men will hold you down and use you. All women that show up for these ceremonies to find a Master and remain unclaimed will be fucked and covered in cum before the ceremony ends."
"I see," replied, Jinni, with her eyebrows raised," Pigs. What pigs."
Arianna laughed and draped her in a long, sheer white cloth.
The girls walked toward town. Jinni kept dragging her feet as Arianna pulled on her. Thousands of women, dressed in white made their way towards the center of the village, near a large stage. She was shocked to see women of all ages coming out to find a Master.
Drums were beating in an intoxicating rhythm, as soldiers lit the fire pits and torches that garnished the decorated platform. Jinni noticed the sun beginning to set. A warm breeze flew in off of the Atlantic Ocean, but it chilled her nonetheless.
She was nervous. She never had cock in her mouth and was unsure of what to expect. She had only been at the beach village for a few days. Arianna's Master had captured her, but ended up taking Arianna, one of his servants as his own, so Jinni had only a short period of time to find an owner before she would be cast out into the street or sold off at auction.
The warriors presented themselves on the stage. They stood naked and proud. Many of the girls starting going wild, looking to see which man they would try to impress. The men's bodies were tanned and decorated with tribal Richards.
"Warriors are so sexy," Arianna blurted.
"I like smart men instead of killers, Arianna."
"Warriors are smart, too. And a good Master will educate his bitch. She will study literature, cooking, art and music."
Jinni gave a few of the girls pushing on her a dirty look. Arianna laughed out loud. She took Jinni's hand and led her past the men presenting themselves on the stage. The winds blew harder and the sky darkened. The fire lit up the stage as a few female dancers embarked upon it, shaking their bodies to the primal beat of the drums.
"Hurry! Look at the men. It is almost starting. Do you see anyone you like?"
"I don't like any of them. I want to go home."
"Stop that!" Arianna yelled, pulling on her, "you have to find an owner. Richard is thinking of selling you the man across the way since he offered a huge amount of money for you, and you do not want to go with him. He smells and is a stupid man. He will beat you, Jinni, and then try to hide it from the council. I heard he once killed one of his slaves in a fit of rage, but the council was unable to prove it."
Jinni looked up at the hundreds of men and could not decide. Arianna pulled her along.
"Here," Arianna yelled," I want you to go after him! I didn't know he was going to be here, He is one of the greatest warriors in the village and an educated man."
"Look at all of the women at his feet already."
