You feel like the luckiest man alive. All of your brothers, cousins, neighbors and co-workers will be envious of you and you will be a superior man because your step-father has bought you a white Muslim bride from America.

In the name of the prophet, she was sold to him for you. She has studied Islam and the Quran her entire life and understands her role, her duties, and she knows her place. She comes to you barefoot, in a proper burqa. Her eyes are blue as the ocean and her skin as white as cream. She clutches a beautiful quran and professes her devotion to you.

She begin...

You feel like the luckiest man alive. All of your brothers, cousins, neighbors and co-workers will be envious of you and you will be a superior man because your step-father has bought you a white Muslim bride from America.

In the name of the prophet, she was sold to him for you. She has studied Islam and the Quran her entire life and understands her role, her duties, and she knows her place. She comes to you barefoot, in a proper burqa. Her eyes are blue as the ocean and her skin as white as cream. She clutches a beautiful quran and professes her devotion to you.

She begins by saying that she understands she is inferior to you and all men because she was born female. She tells you that she will stay at the home, serve you, bear you sons and not touch the quran when she has menses, because said that menses is dirty. After she communicates that she accepts her role as your property, she prepares for consummation of the marriage.

But wait....

She holds out her hand and asks, "did you not notice that I wear a wedding ring besides yours? The ring that your step-father sold everything he owns to buy for your white bride is nice, but I prefer this one."

She holds out her hand and shows you a large silver ring that bears the head of a goat with long horns and a pentagram between the eyes. Your heart sinks and you are afraid because you know the mark of the devil. Your obedient, submissive white Muslim bride bears the mark of the . She removes the diamond heavy wedding ring you put on her hand and replaces it with the satanic ring.

You stand, fearful saying nothing.

She speaks, "it was not my step-father who sold me to yours, for I was my step-father. A glamour, a trick, magical musings... it was me all along. I tricked your step-father into welcoming me into his home and offering me his step-son. For I am already married. My name is Shaytana and I am the wife of Shaytan."

She declares her intention to destroy your purity, steal your holiness, and ruin you in the eyes of . All for her sick amusement, and all because she can. She laughs and you know that there is no hope for your soul.