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"I'm happy to hear this. I would not enjoy seeing that thing hiding that pretty face." Zungur answered Tamar. Years earlier, on their first meeting, Tamar had bitten Zungur, and she was punished for that. Of course, punishment like that could take longer, but Tamar is like a cat, and she avoids punishments or makes them lighter. Then Zungur turned back to Ronia and asked Karim. "What should I call this one?"


Karim lifted his eyes from the book and answered. "I call her girl; you may invent a name for her or call her Slave to be."


"Fantastic," Zungur answered and commanded. "Wannabe slave, turn around."


Ronia was not a slave, not even in the playful contract. She was just a regular girl who fantasized about being a slave. Now Zungurs fingers and how he invented her new name were the first taste for being an entertainer. Ronia turned and closed her eyes. 


"Far from perfect." Zungur laughed and twisted Ronia's nipple. 


"Don't worry, Gayane will make her perfect," Karim said while reading the cover letter of the book. 


Zungur looked at Ronia. Her posture was far from symmetrical and perfect. He answered. "Gayane started a training business recently, but her tools are impressive. She is a great dealer, and I hope her slave house will have success. Although this poor creature might need Mukuziani's brother's methods."


"She is not a criminal. Brothers are very hard with their methods. They are close to breaking all regulations." Karim answered and continued. "Gayane is softer but teaches many important lessons."


Zungur laughed and twisted Ronias nipple harder, then he said. "With Gayanes tools, she will learn what nipple twisting and denial means."


"She makes good slaves," Karim answered shortly. 


"You bought redheads from Mukuziani; now they are good." Zungur reminded Karim. 


"I bought them to sell them," Karim answered. "Karabert paid a handsome amount for them."


Zungur looked at Karim and said. "I think one redheaded devil was behind Karabert's rebellion."


"We are lucky that Tamar has quick legs," Karim answered Zungur. 


"They were lucky that she ran to you, and you had a day when you decided to spread mercy around you," Zungur answered.


"I want to have a few more bites and scratch marks on my skin," Karim said. "It would have been sad to see Tamar executed."

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