on every inch of him.
Finally I looked up at him. “Was that good?”
He nodded. “Stand up Susan. Next time I come I want you showered, your hair wet and as enthusiastic as you were just now. Do you understand?”
“I do.”
“Good, we will make your next experience far more enjoyable. Now tell Justine I want her next.”
Bloody hell he’d already shot his load three times and he wanted more, he must be some kind of super stud!
He rang the bell again and the three women from before led my back to our room.
“Justine.” I said cocking my head towards the door. She smiled, she was actually happy going off to see the megalomaniac prince, it takes all sorts.
“So what happened?” Moira asked.
“I was gang raped, The Prince and four of his henchmen and then they turned me over and The Prince fucked me up the arse, I told him to stop when his buddies were about to start. I just couldn’t take any more.”
The woman came and put her arm round my shoulders. “I think Belen was right, why suffer for the inevitable.”
“He’s a cunt, a fucking bastard cunt.”
“Yes he is. I know you won’t want to hear this but he can also be charming, kind and considerate.”
“Huh I don’t see how.”
“Next time if you acquiesce you’ll see.”
I went and ran myself a bath, used one of the bidets to flush myself out and then lay in the tub soaking away the filth and degradation I felt. I pondered what Moira had said and realised she was right. I was a prisoner here totally under The Prince’s command. He could do with me as he pleased, or get rid of me, what had happened to the other girl who had gone missing, left in the dessert to die, murdered and buried somewhere in the wilderness? Who knew? If I was to get out of this at some time in the future then I would have to play a waiting game. There I had made my decision, next time The Prince wanted my services I’d blow his mind with my sexual prowess.
Chapter 5
It was three weeks before he required my services. He had arrived in between but called on Belen and Moira together, they told me he liked them to put on a girl on girl show before he fucked them both. They confirmed he had the stamina of a horse and had fucked them both twice, fanny wise and anal wise, it seemed our prince was into rear end buffing.
The next time his helicopter arrived all six of us rushed to the shower to refresh and fragrance ourselves deliberately leaving our hair wet, if that’s what he liked then that’s what he’d get. Maria was called for first and then an hour later it was me. I followed the three old crones readily this time and walked into The Prince’s room with a smile on my face. He was laid on the bed still naked from his encounter with Maria.
“Hello Prince,” I beamed, “Or should I call you something else?”
“In my bed chamber you may call me Abu, if we should meet anywhere else just say Sir.”
I nodded. “Abu, that’s a nice name.”
“Thank you, now come to the bed. I must say Susan you are looking lovely today.”
“Thank you, I’ve been looking forward to this encounter.”
“You have?”
“Yes, can we just forget our last meeting; pretend it never happened and start over.”
“What meeting was that?” He smiled.
I laid down on the bed beside him reached over and took his already half erect cock in my hand slowly pulling the skin up and down its length.
“Is that good?” I asked.
“Perfect.”
He was on his back his head resting on his arms enjoying my attentions.
“You know Abu there was no need to abduct me, if you had asked me to come in that coffee bar I would have.”
“That would not be possible, all Western women are thought of as whores, a man in my position cannot be seen talking to a whore.”
“That’s very harsh, we aren’t all whores.”
“Your tongue makes a liar of you Susan. You are a married woman and yet you say you would have come with me, does that not make you a whore?”
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, I’d walked right into that.
There was nothing further to say after that so I leaned forward and took his now hard cock into my mouth. I moved around and kneeled alongside his head so I could take his cock as deep as I could into my mouth. So I was a whore, I’d fucking act like one and give him the sexual time of his life. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock, taking it deeper and deeper until I felt it touch my throat. I gagged a little, pulled back a bit and then plunged down again taking more of his cock, I kept at it until at last I felt his pubes on my lips, I bet there weren’t many whores who’d be willing to take that much cock down their throat. After a couple minutes of giving his prick the best oral I could muster The Prince did something that I hadn’t expected at all, he pulled my left leg over his body so he could get to my cunt with his tongue. Now that wasn’t in my script at all, I was there to pleasure him, give him his oats all be it as good as I could, me being pleasured was not what I was expecting but if he wanted to lick my cunt who was I to stop him. I determined that I wasn’t going to enjoy it but when his tongue caressed my clit my determination kind of dissolved, it felt nice, lovely in fact and for a girl who hadn’t had a decent bit of sex, any sex come to that, in weeks I then decided that I might as well enjoy it even if it was against my will. I’d stop short of coming though and perhaps finish myself off in the toilet once I returned to our room.
The Prince was however a master craftsman at giving head and he worked my cunt over good and proper, his tongue examining every nook and cranny, probing deep into my hole and giving my clit a very thorough going over. When he eventually slipped a finger inside me, then a second I felt the first stirrings of that very pleasurable feeling welling inside me. I fought it, honest, I didn’t want to come but his ministrations were just simply too much for me and moments later my orgasm burst through me. I tried to moan but with eight inches of solid manhood stuck down your throat it’s difficult. I think I must have sounded like a strangled frog as my climax struck, I groaned my way through enjoying the wonderful feelings pulsing through my body. As soon as The Prince realised my climax had subsided he put me on my back, opened my legs wide and slipped his prick into my fanny, it felt superb and as he started to ride me I wondered why I had fought it in the first place. His technique, rhythm and prick driving into me were all in perfect harmony and my second climax started moments later. I wrapped my legs around his body and using the leverage this afforded swung my hips up to meet his thrusts, this time with my mouth free of cock I was able to scream out my alleluias for a fucking good climax. As soon as that climax died down he had me on all fours shagging me doggy style. I didn’t want to but knew I would, I reached down to my clit to give me that bit extra you miss when taking it from behind. I rubbed myself vigorously in time to The Prince’s motions. It took a little longer but orgasm number three was a right stonker, my whole body shaking with the passion. Then it was my bum’s turn to take his cock. He spat on it and used a finger to moisten and open me up a bit and then slid his cock straight in. This time it felt pleasurable, not sufficient for another climax but nice enough to just enjoy it. He pumped away at me for five more minutes until he started to groan and I felt his cock pulsing inside me as he shot his cum deep into my hole. Sated he pulled out and lay with his back on the bed. I turned over and lay beside him.
I closed my eyes for a moment enjoying the relaxed feeling you get after a good fuck and make no bones about it The Prince was a great fuck, excellent in fact. I began to realise why the other girls were always so keen to join The Prince, they wanted a good seeing to and who could blame them. We girls did mess around with each other from time to time but there is absolutely nothing like a good prick up you to satisfy your cravings.
I wondered if I should say anything to the man, did he want to talk or was he like a lot of men a silent one.
Five minutes passed without a word being spoken and then he sat up, “Thank you Susan that will be
