Cindros Island

‘Sheba had been studying the metal bands around her wrists. She rose her joined hands to the level of her breasts, but could lift them no higher. Knowing herself beautiful, even in defeat, the owner of Cindros Island controlled her tongue as she gazed into steely Arab eyes. ‘Why must you do this to me?' she asked in a voice the whip had robbed of sarcasm. ‘You've got my girls, you've got me. Surely that should be enough!' -

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1242

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