Last updated on 2023-03-07 at 19:54 pm - Estimated reading time 00:03:17
“The tension that precedes the pleasure is sometimes more pleasant than the pleasure itself. It was with a luxury of refinement that I felt it when, when caution should have warned me, I abandoned myself. After a long period of chastity, while the adrenaline pulsing in my veins obscured my reasoning, it was at the height of excitement that two Egyptian servants convinced me to subjugate my pleasure to the Sunnah.
“Sunnah?” insisted suddenly the Arab woman with perplexity as if this sentence was to be a curse.
“That’s right.” She replied firmly.
Then, resuming with more bitterness in the sound of her voice, the slave girl sighed
“…As well as a life freed from need and men.”
Still affected by this response, the woman muttered a few words that no one understood, leaving us quite unable to know if it was admiration or compassion that should be read in the dark look she cast at her so it seemed unlikely that she could have sacrificed herself to such a custom.
However, she calmly continued her story.
“It was only much later that I understood that I had trusted in mirages and that the luxurious jewels with which I had been adorned were in reality only the implacable guardians of my fidelity because, unable to get rid of them, they condemned me to a terrible servitude.
“In an instant, without my even realizing it, my whole life had changed. Also, while I thought that my commitment lead me to be a simple submissive woman, I soon discovered that, much worse, it was my pleasure that was held in slavery.
“I could come and go, I was free in my actions and I could easily run away since nothing was holding me back. But I was also the guardian of my own prison, and now convinced that as long as I was adorned with these damned jewels which I could not get rid of, it would be impossible for me to have a normal life and to satisfy a man. Then, I was content to let myself being turned into some kind of lesbian freak.
“It was only long after she adorned me with this imposing golden collar that I discovered that, in addition to being the symbol of my condition as a slave, it was also chipped.
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