Chapter Sixteen
The Freedom To Shop
Aside from some very minor differences in decoration, this chamber was exactly the same as the one that I’d previously been held in and we were still, of course, always kept leashed, hobbled, and wrist-chained as a matter of the Palace’s Standard Operating Procedures. We were permitted no way of telling the date and even the most conscientious of us had lost all track of the time we had been held in the Hareem. During some conversation with the other girls, I learned that the room that held us was only one of 20 or more. Each Hareem module was always kept fully stocked with ‘wives’ and so there were at least 240 women, or maybe even 2,000 of us for all I knew, held in this desert Palace, at God alone knew what expense. Money seemed no object in supplyi
