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snatched her wrist and pulled her back.
    The soldiers had noticed the exchange all at once and looked curiously over at the two women. Nico pardoned himself and walked over to them. "Is there a problem, ladies?" he asked.
    Somewhat ashamed, Elbi felt her cheeks brighten and she let go of Briar's wrist. Though she was embarrassed, she knew that Briar would open up to her eventually. She would get her alone, and she would find out what was really in store for them.
    "Let me handle this," Mistress Tula said as she came up from behind. "It is my job to oversee the harem's behavior and well-being. If Briar is ill, I shall attend to her."
    Briar quickly shook her head. "I'm not ill. I just—"
    "You had the training stopped because you declared you were ill." Mistress Tula grabbed Briar's arm and started to pull her toward the main building. "Come with me." She paused and looked over her shoulder. "Elbi, I think you should come as well. I want to make sure you have not caught anything from your friend."
    They followed Mistress Tula—albeit reluctantly—to the main building. This wasn't going to end well; Elbi knew that much.
    As they entered the living quarters, Mistress Tula ordered, "Remove your silks, find a corner and stand in it. I will return in a moment."
    The women both gave each other a knowing look. Both quickly removed their clothing, as ordered, and stood in separate corners, as close together as possible so they could still converse.
    "Where do you think she went?" Elbi whispered, feeling the cool air of the room against her naked flesh.
    "I don't know. But I don't have a good feeling about this."
    The door opened and Elbi could hear Mistress Tula dragging something into the room. It sounded heavy and bulky by the way the woman was huffing and puffing. Elbi wanted to turn around, but didn't dare. She had been on too many receiving ends of Mistress Tula's wrath. So instead she pressed her nose closer to the dusty corner. She hoped Mistress Tula would appreciate her compliant, good girl behavior.
    Goosebumps covered her skin as a chill worked up Elbi's spine. Part of it was the temperature of the barren room, and the other part was in anticipation of what was to come.
    "Briar, come over here and lie on the table. Put your feet in the stirrups. Elbi, you can come over and watch while you wait your turn."
    As they turned from their corner, Elbi saw that Mistress Tula had brought in an exam table and a tray of tools.
    "Do not look so surprised. The brothers were planning on turning Casen into a secondary harem until the war hit. So there are some necessary harem training tools here. I believe an exam should have been performed on every harem girl upon entering Casen, but for now we will start with Briar."
    Briar quickly did as she was asked. The harem girl training in her was still very clear. Submission was not something Briar ever struggled with.
    Elbi went and stood next to the table as directed by Mistress Tula's hand gesture.
    Mistress Tula gloved up and spread Briar's legs even more. "Scoot your bottom to the edge."
    Briar did as she asked, glanced at Elbi and then closed her eyes. Her face was bright red, and she grimaced as the first implement went inside her. Elbi didn't want to look at the metal tools going into Briar's vagina. They scared her, and since she was probably next, she really didn't want to know what was going to go inside her own body. Some things were better not known.
    After a few moments, Mistress Tula broke the silence. "You are not a virgin anymore!"
    Briar sat up instantly, looking stunned at the accusation.
    "You are no harem girl! You will be cast off from here!" Mistress Tula stood up, with fury burning in her eyes. She looked over at Elbi. "Are you still a virgin?" The anger made the woman look crazy.
    Elbi nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, Mistress Tula." Panic sank in. Elbi wasn't sure what all this meant. She looked at Briar, who still sat with her mouth open and eyes wide.
    "Briar, stand

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