Corruption of Salim
Copyright© 2026 by Andosius
Chapter 3: Preparations
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 3: Preparations - Wealthy artist buys an exotic slave girl who leads him to darker and darker things.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Slavery Heterosexual Fiction Historical BDSM MaleDom Sadistic Spanking Torture Gang Bang Black Female Anal Sex Oral Sex Needles
He did not make love to her that night. The next day, Salim consulted lawmen and slave merchants and made recommended purchases. On his way back, he paid a visit to an acquaintance prostitute. Sex with her was plain and banal in comparison to the ecstasies he experienced with Horsetail, but it served its purpose – his lust was exhausted and would not distract him this time.
Coming home, he stripped Horsetail naked and bound her between two columns with assistance from his male servant, and then dismissed the old pair. Then he set about using the new implements he acquired.
First, he put a leather belt on her waist, with a narrow strap attached to it and hanging loose for the time being. Then he put a bit gag into her mouth and secured it firmly with rope strings. Next, he pulled a bag over her head, blocking her sight. He heard her breathing grow quick and shallow once the bag was secured. Was she caught by surprise, fighting down panic? Good. The preparations complete, Salim stepped back and patted her on the rump.
You have been difficult lately, not doing what I ordered, and you made me deeply disappointed. Since simple beatings fail to convince you, I’m going to add some other interesting things to your punishment.
He wanted the gesture to feel casual, dismissive—to mask the excitement beneath, and the misgivings. He was master; she was his slave bound for punishment, yet it felt as if she dictated the situation. As if she made him do these things to her.
Salim turned on his heels and left. Let her wonder; let anxiety and fear gnaw at her resolve. In his drawing room, sketches for the new commission awaited—the triptych of the goddesses Al-Lāt, Al-’Uzzá, and Manāt. He turned his focus to the work, rendering each goddess’s drapery with steady hands. Only occasionally did his charcoal pause, his thoughts drifting back to the atrium before he pulled them firmly back to the page.
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