The Collector

By E. F. Griffin

Emine Binici is the only daughter of a rich political family. She is her father's pride and joy, his protege and future heir.

On the day of her wedding, Emine is kidnapped and given to the collector, a hated enemy of the Binici family.

The beautiful dark haired, green eyed captive is the newest addition to an overcrowded and very competitive harem. She is alone, frightened and desperate.

Emine Binici learns very quickly the female hierarchy and discovers that young virgins are despised by all of the women. The new girls are treated cruelly and their innocence taken before the master of the harem has bedded them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gore Publications
• Release date: Dec 11, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370640058

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Warning: Subject matter is suggestive, theme is disturbing. The topic is human slavery...

The Collector

Table of Content

Title Page

Dedication

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Copyright E. F. Griffin

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Published November 28, 2017

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Gore Publications

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Philadelphia, PA 19106-3561

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Prologue

Suhaila woke up in an empty bed. Her nude body was sprawled out on top of white sheets. Her legs were slightly parted and bent.

Streaks of smeared, dry blood stained the white thighs of the newly violated teen.

A small pooled concentration of semen and clotted red blood cells dirtied the linen beneath the blonde.

The coursing, burning pain shooting through Suhaila's vagina had finally revived her from a drunken sleep.

The taste of alcohol mixed with bad breath filled her mouth. Her jaws were sore and overworked.

Suhaila winced while attempting to close her legs. A distressing pain traveled deep inside her body as the delicate, tender flesh surrounding her labia swelled from an inflamed rawness.

As she slowly regained consciousness, the brutal disturbing memories of last night came alive inside her head. The horror of losing her virginity began to sober the girl.

Her father had lied to her. He had promised that the ordeal wouldn't last long. He had sworn Ishraq Alacron would be gentle...

The violet blue eyes of a no longer innocent beauty opened immediately. They focused and stared at a high ceiling.

Ishraq had called this The Fucking Room Suhaila remembered with brutal clarity. He had laughingly told her that before throwing her onto the bed and pinning her down...

Tears began to trickle from her eyes as she wondered whether the price she'd paid was too high.

She questioned her decision to spend the night with her father's business partner.

The beast of a man had enjoyed using her in the most heinous of ways. Every orifice of her body throbbed, and pulsated.

She reached up and touched her bruised lips. The sexual torture had lasted for hours.

Suhaila eventually glanced at the night table beside the bed. She recognized the open briefcase full of jewelry and the signed business contracts. She did not blink as she took in the objects. Ishraq Alacron had presented the gifts to her just before