Shemale

“Is it the norm to have so many children here? Jerro asked, curious despite the shock and undoubtedly, horror. Two was the norm in Jann, and three got raised eyebrows. I’d never heard of anyone having more than three.

“Yes, I replied, refraining form telling them that Brant had eighty-nine children at last count. Jann didn’t have polygamy, and I was fast learning that telling the truth didn’t have to involve telling the whole truth.

Jerro nodded, looking down at his drink and taking a big sip.

I looked at the clock and wished Brant would pick me up early, but I knew he wouldn’t. He’d said an hour, and an hour it would be.

The meeting finally ended. Farsa nodded goodbye, the only thing she had said to me being hello. Jerro smiled, told me to take care. I wished them a safe journey home.

As soon as they were gone, I put back on everything, gag etc, and pulled the simarobe to cover my head again. I knelt down, hooked the chain from one anklet to the other, and then the chain from one bracelet to the other. Only then, properly dressed, as I knelt there waiting for my husband to get me, did I start to relax. It was over, and now my husband would take me home.

When I felt the leash go round my neck, I moaned in relief. Brant patted my head, tugged me up and hugged me. Then we were walking and the horror of the past hour started to fade.

The birth of the twins was difficult, and resulted in the end of my ability to give Brant any more children. I knew Brant thought a barren sima was useless, so I waited fearfully for him to return home from the capital. Once he heard the news, he might decide to divorce me and a divorced sima had a hard life. The others tried to console me, saying Brant would never do such a thing, but he had divorced Delina some years ago. Brant could do such a thing.

And two years later, he did.

My brand and tattoo were removed by simply branding over them. I was blindfolded and taken outside the city gates, clothed only in a simple grey robe, and I was given ten silver coins.