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TITLE: ‘A Night in Riyadh’

AUTHOR: Tycho

Chapter 1

Ms. Cook, wearing a black garter belt, black stockings, and black five-inch high-heel shoes, was led onto the stage by two muscular young Saudi Arabian men. Her enormous breasts, size 38DD, were bare and exposed except for a pair of silver clamps that had been attached to each of her nipples.

The fact was her enormous breasts were the reason this forty-two year old attorney had been targeted and then kidnapped off the streets of Riyadh in the first place, as Saudi men were well known for their fondness of slender American women with large breasts.

She was also wearing a thick leather dog collar fixed about her neck with a six-foot long dog leash attached to it, which one of the men was using to pull the half-naked woman across the stage. Her wrists were handcuffed behind her back and her ankles were attached to the two ends of a four-foot metal spreader bar, making her walk onto the stage difficult.

Ms. Cook understood exactly the peril that she was in as she had heard horror stories of American women who had been kidnapped in the Saudi Arabian capital, forced to be a sex-slave for a week or two to a rich sheik, and then released.

She had been kidnapped off the streets of Riyadh in broad daylight, blindfolded, driven to an expensive estate on the outskirts of the city, stripped of her clothing, bathed by two Saudi women, fed, allowed to sleep through the night, and then, late today, was dressed by the two women into erotic lingerie, and now was being ushered across the stage to the polite applause of the small assembled audience. And she knew the reason why she was there: to perform sex acts for the entertainment and pleasure of these wealthy people! She knew this, as did all the men and women in the room.

What she did not know was that a drink given to her earlier in the day contained a number of dissolved Ecstasy tablets, along with a highly regarded Middle Eastern substance that was known locally to be a powerful aphrodisiac.

And, as she had done for the past two days, she began protesting all that had happened to her, insisting she was an American citizen, and should be instantly released. She yelled and shouted as loud as she could, but not one person in the room appeared to pay any attention to her pleadings.

The two young Saudi men removed her handcuffs, then bending her over, placed her head, arms, and ankles, in what appeared to be an upholstered bench-like metal pillory. They closed and locked the device about her wrists and ankles, and secured a leather strap around her waist that held her body firmly to a small padded support beneath her stomach. She was now bound in a fixed bent-over position, on her knees, completely helpless, with her arms and legs spread apart, and her raised ass exposed and defenseless. Her large 38DD breasts dangled beneath her, with their still attached nipple clamps.

Each of the men now removed a lead weight from their pockets and hung them from Ms. Cook’s nipple clamps, causing her to cry out, ‘What, oh?..oooooh, nooooo?..get those things off of me?..they hurt ?..take them off?..oh, oh!’

She continued to protest loudly, begging to be released and set free but, as she was pleading and begging, a terrifying sight suddenly took her breath away, her protesting stopped, and she shuddered in horror, as she saw a well-dressed middle-aged man appear on stage leading two large leashed Great Dane dogs towards her.

The man, known only as Kamal, was the owner of the estate, having become quite wealthy by providing sexually explicit exhibitions, the likes of which he was presenting this evening, to multi-millionaire oil sheiks and their mistresses.

He was very adept at what he did, having discovered over the years that his select cliental preferred mature American women over all others. He had put on a few 'shows' that had featured busty young teenage girls but, to his surprise, these performances had not been well received. He concluded that the young age of the participating girls reminded the male members of his audience of their own daughters, therefore he began to concentrate on obtaining only older middle-aged women to be his stars.

Ms. Cook had been his best find in months. Noticing her one day in a downtown restaurant, he had his men follow her for a week, taking a series of candid photographs of her whenever she ventured outside. It was clear from his own casual observation, and the photographs, that she was an extremely attractive American woman possessing an outstanding figure. Her large breasts, though usually hidden underneath the conservative business clothing she routinely wore, were quite obvious. His research also revealed that she was not married, and was working and traveling alone in Saudi Arabia. Middle-aged, attractive, large breasts, and alone, all of which added up to a big payday for Kamal.

The format he used for his performances had become rather standard and predictable, he thought, but nevertheless, it was what his clients seemed to demand.

His victim would be pampered for a day, plied with aphrodisiacs, dressed in sexy attire, bound on stage, and then titillated and tortured until she agreed to perform unspeakable and degrading sexual acts, which usually included some form of bestiality. Perhaps the popularity of this script had to do with retribution against the perceived American aggression in the Middle-East, or perhaps it simply had to do with the sexual domination of women, Kamal didn’t know, nor did he care. What he did know was that the bigger the woman's breasts and the more degrading the sexual acts, the bigger his paycheck would be, and tonight was shaping up to be a true bonanza for him.

Kamal had 'produced' over two dozen shows featuring mature American women, but always found himself surprised by one mysterious turn of events that seem to take place during each performance. Even though he treated the kidnapped women harshly, sexually teased and tortured them, and forced them to engage in all sorts of perverse sexual acts with various men, women, or dogs, the performing women almost always seem to lose control of themselves, their bodies, and their libidos, and were seemingly transformed into desperate, lust-driven animals, searching for liberation from mysterious deep-seated and unquenched dark passions.

He knew that his powerful aphrodisiacs played a great part in this, but still, he was always amazed to see one of these big-titted middle-age performers turn from a conservative banker or secretary into a drooling, whimpering slut, who wanted nothing more than to be roughly fucked and abused.

He thought, perhaps, it was simply the nature of all older American women, thinking they had probably subdued their sexual appetites over the years and his positioning of them in one of his performances was a welcomed avenue for the release of their long pent-up desires.

And, as he watched Ms. Cook tonight, he decided she was no different than the rest, and would soon be loudly begging to be fucked by both man and beast.

Chapter 2

Kamal, with the two towering dogs now sitting at rigid attention next to him, signaled to the two younger men with his hand, and immediately they removed bottles from a nearby table, opened them, and began pouring the contents over Ms. Cook’s back, thighs, and ass. They emptied the contents of each bottle, and then stepped back to their previous positions.

‘What, what?..are you doing? Get that stuff off of me! Let me go?..I demand it!’

All those present knew the exact nature of the thick, gold-colored, sweet-smelling, fluid that had been poured over Ms. Cook; it was honey. And as it slowly ran down her ass, into her pussy, and began to drip onto the floor, Ms. Cook continued repeating her pleas to be released.

The theater lights now dimmed, and a bright spotlight was turned on, which was directed at the nearly nude middle-aged woman in the middle of the stage; erotically dressed, head and hands bondaged in a pillory, her legs spread apart by a metal bar, and her ass high in the air, while her huge 38DD breasts, with nipple clamps and weights attached, hung tantalizing beneath her.

Kamal now released one of the two Great Danes from his leash. He had had both animals trained by desert Bedouins in the forbidden techniques of pleasuring and mating with human females, and this not being their first performance, they knew exactly what to do.

The dog ran straight to Ms. Cook’s ass, and began licking the honey from her exposed body with his massive rough tongue. The dog must not have been fed for days, as it devoured the sweet honey, licking and slurping at the sweet fluid in a frenzy, his tongue stroking at the woman’s thighs and ass, lick, after lick, after lick.

‘Nooooo, get him off me?..get that filthy dog off of me’, she cried, as the dog continued his feasting.

Then, without warning, the man released the second dog, and as he did, he called out the command, ‘Rajih, her pussy?..her pussy!’ The second dog went directly behind Ms. Cook, and sticking his long nose between her buttocks, began licking at her pussy, which was now dripping with honey, as the first dog continued to lick her back, thighs, and ass.

After a minute or two of the dogs’ assault, the two younger men picked up additional bottles of honey, walked to the bound woman and the dogs, and slowly poured more of the sweet liquid over her naked ass. The dogs reacted accordingly, increased their licking, now stroking her ass and pussy ferociously with their long and rough probing tongues, lapping up every drop of the honey they could find.

‘Ooooooh?..get them?..nooooo, no, no?..pleeeeease?..nooooo!’

And as she pleaded for the dogs to stop, the terrified middle-aged attorney simply could not understand why no one in the audience was rushing to help her. How could these people sit there and watch her being mauled by two giant dogs and do nothing, she thought! Were they not human, without an ounce of compassion for her? Or, and the very thought terrified her, might it be possible that they were here simply to enjoy and relish the spectacle of her being subjected to unnatural acts of perversion and torture by a pair of terrible beasts? These people couldn’t be that sick, could they?

Minute after minute passed; two, three, four, five minutes, and as more honey continued to be poured, the dogs continued to lick. But what was beginning to unnerve Ms. Cook even more than the dogs’ perverted attack on her body, was the knowledge that as she struggled to move and wiggle away from the two rough dog tongues that were licking and nibbling at her pussy and ass, an unwanted sensation of pleasure was beginning to sweep over her.

Fueling these uncontrolled feelings was the fact that the two young Saudis who had ushered her onto stage were now kneeling beside her groping, squeezing, and fondling, her large breasts, giving special attention to her nipples, which they pulled and pinched at unmercifully.

Much to Ms. Cook’s dismay and humiliation, her body was beginning to betray her, for she could not deny that the dog tongues and the men’s manipulations of her sensitive breasts and nipples were beginning to stir powerful sexual feelings deep inside her.

Realizing this, she began struggling frantically, pulling at the metal bonds of the pillory, wiggling her ass and hips, doing anything possible in a desperate attempt to get the dogs’ tongues to stop licking and snipping at her pussy and ass, but the more she struggled and moved, the harder the dogs seemed to lick.

How could this be happening to her, she thought, how could dogs licking her between her legs while strange men played with her breasts possibly be exciting her? This just couldn’t be happening to her, it just couldn’t!

She also could now hear comments being made by people in the audience, spectators who had paid handsomely to watch the defilement of the big-breasted American woman. She heard one man call out, ‘The bitch loves it, look at her shake her ass!’ Then another, ‘Yeah, but look at those beautiful titties of hers, they’re huge! God, I want to fuck them!’

The drugs, dogs, and men, were slowly accomplishing their goal, as Ms. Cook was simply on the verge of losing control of her own body. She was slowly but surely being consumed by intense sexual desires, the likes of which she had never experienced before. But what was even more troubling, was the fact that although she was unable to control these feelings, she was not completely sure she wanted them to stop.

Suddenly, and without completely understanding why, she began to gyrate and shake her hips in a wanton display of sexuality, moving her body in an attempt to bury the dog tongues even deeper inside of her. And as Ms. Cook shook her naked ass, she mumbled, loudly enough for all to hear, ‘Pleeeeese, stop, oh?..stop them, oh, my God, oh, pleeeeease, stop, nooooo, oooooh?..my God!’

Upon hearing the American woman utter those words, and then seeing her trying to thrust herself backwards to gain even more of the dogs’ probing tongues, the two kneeling men, as if on cue, increased their torture of her breasts and nipples, brutally pulling and pinching them, then slapping her dangling 38DD breasts from side to side, as they yanked even harder on her nipple clamps and weights.

By now it was evident to all those in the room that the dogs and men had succeeded in sexually arousing this bound big-titted American attorney. Their deliberate and methodical manipulations had slowly transported Ms. Cook into a state of wild and uncontrollable lust.

But then, Kamal, now holding a porcelain jar, walked to the poor tortured woman, pushed the two licking dogs aside, removed some of the jar’s dark jelly-like contents, and began spreading it over her thighs, ass, and pussy. He paid special attention to her pussy and asshole, pushing large globs of the substance deep into each of her openings.

All those in attendance knew that the pasty substance being applied to the already aroused woman was actually a mixture of various raw meats and local herbs, that is, it was a highly scented dog food. When finished, he stepped back, and proceeded to put the dogs once again into action by uttering a single word, ‘Go’.

Upon hearing the command, the two dogs immediately charged Ms. Cook, quickly licking and nibbling at her ass even more voraciously than they had previously done. Their tongues became a blur, as they attempted to slurp up every drop of the food that had been rubbed on her body. A minute or two later, with the meaty substance now gone from her thighs and ass, the Great Danes turned their attention to the food that had been pushed into her pussy and asshole. Both dogs used their tongues to probe as deep as they could, trying desperately to remove every morsel of food they could reach. They licked and bit at Ms. Cook’s pussy and asshole for minutes, and as they did, every person in the small gathering waited in anticipation to see what the woman’s reaction would be to this second more vigorous onslaught by the dogs.

Through all of this, the two younger men continued their torture of Ms. Cook’s breasts, now inflicting as much pain as they possibly could, in every way imaginable.

Everyone was now standing, inching closer to the stage, trying to get a better view of the obscene spectacle that was unfolding before them, for here, just a few feet from them, was a bondaged large-breasted American slut, having her pussy and asshole devoured by two huge Great Danes, as her hanging 38DD breasts were tortured and tormented but, what was so exciting to all the onlookers was the fact that after enduring all of this punishment, the titillation, and the abuse, for more than half an hour now, the woman was actually trembling and shaking in the throes of obvious sexual pleasure!

The highly charged audience simply could not wait to see the inevitable conclusion to the obscene performance. And they did not have to wait long, as Ms. Cook, unable to control her own body any longer, went into a series of violent spasms, shaking her ass violently, and began pushing back harder and harder against the relentless long tongues of the two trained beasts, straining for any type of release from her suffering. And it arrived, as the attorney in one final quaking spasm screamed, ‘Ooooooh, oooooh, oh, oh, oh?..no, pleeeeease?..oh, my God, no?..my God, my God?..pleeeeease?..oh, I’m going to?..ahhhhh, ahhhhh, I’m?..cummmmming!’

Chapter 3

A few minutes later, after the crowd stopped cheering, had returned to their seats, and Ms. Cook’s unwanted orgasm had finally subsided, Kamal leashed the dogs, pulled them away from the sweaty and now-spent woman, and handed them over to the two young men.

He then walked over to Ms. Cook, kneeled down by her face, and gently spoke to her, ‘Bravo, Madame, bravo, that was truly wonderful! What a fantastic orgasm you’ve had!  Clearly a beautiful sight that we all enjoyed, thank you for that stunning performance.’

‘What?..oh, no?..I, oh, no?..I didn’t, please! Let me go now!’

‘Well, uh, Madame, not just yet, as you see we do have a slight problem. My two wonderful pets, Rajih and Sultan, have just provided a delightful service for you, have they not? I mean, it certainly appeared to us that their, shall we say, actions, have provided you with perhaps the most intense sexual experience of your life. Now, my dear lady, don’t you think it’s only fair that you return the favor?’

‘Oh, what, what are you talking about? I?..I don’t understand! I demand that you release me instantly, or I’ll have you and everyone else in this room arrested by your government!’

‘Uh, I actually don’t think that’s going to take place, Madame. Now, back to poor Rajih and Sultan. They obviously have become quite excited by your recent performance; look at them closely, Madame, do you not see their red engorged cocks protruding from their sheaths? They are very excited, and just as you did, they need to cum very badly. Surely you can provide some small service that will quench their lust, can you not?’

‘What? I don’t understand! Let me go, for God’s sake, let me go!’

‘I would like you to fuck and suck Rajih and Sultan, Madame.’

‘What! Oh, my God, you’re a madman, you’re all mad! Let me out of this thing now!’ And as she spoke, Ms. Cook pulled and strained at her bonds, struggling to break free from the pillory but, no matter how hard she strained, she simply could not free herself.

‘Calm down, my dear woman, calm down. Please observe my two young friends standing there with my pets, Madame. Those two men have been trained in the art of, shall we say, female persuasion. Certainly you can remember how they treated your rather large breasts this past hour, can you not? Well, for them, it was just a beginning. They would love nothing more than if  I were to signal them right now and indicate that you needed a bit more convincing to render your, uh, services.’

‘You can do anything you want to me, you bastard, but I’m not going to perform anymore God-awful perversions for you, or anybody else, and especially not with your horrible dogs, just so you and the rest of your sick friends can watch me being raped again! Now, release me, you?..you bastard!’

Turning to the young men, he quietly said, ‘Gentlemen.’ The young men walked across the stage to a large wooden cabinet, opened it, and removed a number of items that neither Ms. Cook nor the audience could see at first. But as they turned, and began walking back towards the attorney, she, and all those in the audience, could see what the men were carrying; they had two long black menacing-looking bullwhips!

Seeing the whips for the first time, every man and woman in that room felt a sudden rush of sexual anticipation, knowing they would shortly witness the American woman being whipped and tortured into complete obedience and sexual submission.

When the men reached Ms. Cook, they stood to each side of her, uncoiled their whips, and waited for the command to commence the torture session. Kamal now reached under Ms. Cook and began vigorously fingering her honey and dog saliva-coated clitoris. A few moments later, he nodded to the men, who, raising their arms, each taking a turn, delivered a quick and painful slash across Ms. Cook’s ass with their whip, causing her to cry out in agony.

‘Owwwww?..owwwww?..oooooh?..my God, what?..ahhhhh, what are you doing to me, oooooh, my God?..stooooop it?..pleeeeease!’

Two bright crimson-red stripes appeared across Ms. Cook’s ass, as the woman shook in obvious agony and terror. Kamal, pulling closer to her face said, as he continued stroking her clitoris, ‘Your clit seems to be getting rather hard, Madame. Perhaps you’re becoming a bit excited once again? Let’s see if this next action will increase your enthusiasm, or possibly even change your mind in regard to my dogs.’

Pulling his fingers away, he again motioned to the men with the whips, who stepped directly behind Ms. Cook and deftly, and with uncanny accuracy, first one, and then the other, delivered blows across her exposed pussy, directly striking her sensitive clit with the split leather ends of their whips. And as the whip ends made contact with her clit, Ms. Cook literally jumped upwards, straining the strap around her waist to nearly its breaking point, as she screamed in terrible pain.

‘Aaaaaghhhhhhhhhh?..oooooh?..Goddddd?..noooooooooo?..stooooop it!’

‘I will give you one last chance. Service my pets, and your night is over and you’ll be free to leave. Refuse, and the next hour will become a long journey through a valley of great pain for you. Take a moment and imagine what those two whips can do to your beautiful breasts, your ass, and, oh yes, your exposed and vulnerable clit. The choice is yours, Madame, now, what is it to be?’

A long moment later, Ms. Cook, mumbling almost incoherently, whispered, ‘Yeeeees?.. oh, God?..I’ll do?..what you want?..I’ll fuck?..your dogs!’

Chapter 4

Kamal, smiling, gestured to the two young Arabs holding the dogs. Immediately one of them went to the cupboard and removed a battery-powered electric vibrator. Walking back to the dogs, while his partner held both beasts at bay, the young Arab began to stimulate their still exposed red penises with the handheld electric unit. Within minutes, both dogs could be seen shaking and pulling at their leashes, as they became more sexually aroused. This continued for another few minutes, until both dogs had become nearly uncontrollable, wildly pulling and straining at their leashes.

Kamal now went to the dogs, and taking one of them by it's leash, led him around to the backside of Ms. Cook. She, seeing all that was taking place, and understanding the consequences, whimpered one last plea, 'Oh, pleeeeease.....don't do this to me.....please, have mercy.....oh.....please, please!'

Not at all interested in what his star of the show was uttering, he pulled on the Great Dane's leash causing him to jump on the bound woman's naked back with his front legs and half of his massive body. Being still covered in the residue of the honey and meat paste, the dog slipped once or twice off of her, but regaining his stance, he began jabbing forward with his cock searching for the woman's warm and welcoming pussy. The dog moved rapidly, thrusting forward at great speed, seeking an entrance to the woman whose ass was raised provocatively in the air and was being provided by his master for his sexual gratification. Finally, his swelling cock found its mark, and he pushed home, driving his large member deep inside Ms. Cook's vagina. She screamed in agony, as the dog's massive member penetrated her far deeper than any man had ever done. Feeling his cock now sheathed within the comforting confines of her pussy, the dog began jack-hammering the woman, stroking her at a furious pace.

'Oooooh.....oooooh.....aaaaagh.....God.....it huuuuurts??stooooop him.....pleeeeease!'

Kamal, still holding onto the fucking dog's leash, signaled to the man who was standing nearby with the second dog. The man then pulled on the dog’s leash and positioned the towering Great Dane so that its large erect red cock was a mere inch or two from Ms. Cook’s waiting mouth.

'Suck him, bitch, suck Sultan, or we'll whip your ass and clit till they bleed!’

Reluctantly, fearing the great pain of additional whipping of her tender pussy, and now being forced to experience the trauma of a dog mounting her from behind with his giant cock pounding her exposed ass and cunt, she had no choice but to part her lips and extend her tongue towards the waiting dog's red penis.

‘Suck his cock, suck it!’

The events of the past hour, including the licking of her private parts by the two dogs that had resulted in her disgraceful orgasm, the whipping of her ass and pussy, the dissolved Ecstasy and aphrodisiac tablets, had all taken their toll, as Ms. Cook, now in a dream-like state, with her thoughts and emotions swirling in a thick haze, struggled to clear her head, and could only conclude that she was having a terrible nightmare, and would soon awake.

In this semi-conscious state, no longer able to protest or resist, and even as the dog that had his cock buried in her cunt began to increase his frantic fucking of her from behind, Ms. Cook, shamefully and reluctantly, took the second dog’s extended penis into her mouth and began to suck and lick.

And as she did, the terrible comprehension that she was indeed nothing more than a filthy slut performing an unspeakable and degrading sexual act, obediently allowing two dogs to fuck her mouth and pussy with their dirty cocks, simply to entertain Kamal and his sick friends, flashed across her mind.

Having previously rehearsed their movements, the three men now methodically began to bring the performance to a quick conclusion, knowing that neither dog would last long. Being handed the still-in-motion vibrator, Kamal reached under Ms. Cook and jammed it hard against her clit, as the other two men knelt next to her and returned to amusing themselves with her enormous breasts.

Within moments the horrendous sensation of two dogs wildly fucking her, a vibrator pressing against her clit, and the renewed attack on her breasts and nipples, all appeared to be bringing a long night of intense sexual stimulation and arousal, by both man and beast, to a conclusion when Ms. Cook, the bound American attorney with big breasts, began to shudder and shake in a series of body-jerking tremors that traveled throughout every inch of her body. She had simply lost all control of herself and had been transformed in front of an audience into a shameless nymphomaniac, who desired nothing more than to please, and to be pleased.

Drooling spit, saliva, and dog pre-cum from her mouth, she now strained to take more of the dog’s cock between her lips, wildly licking and sucking, as she simultaneously jammed her hips down against the buzzing vibrator, while pushing her pussy and ass back as hard as she could against the fucking Great Dane’s rapidly pistoning cock, seeking to bury it still deeper.

It was the crudest and most obscene sight the audience had ever witnessed; for here, a few feet away, was this bondaged, attractive, middle-aged American woman, with Great Dane cocks in her mouth and cunt, her breasts and nipples being cruelly tortured, her clit vigorously vibrated and, to the wonderment of all, was actually struggling mightily in a desperate attempt to achieve an unforgettable orgasm.

Knowing that this same woman had previously been brought to an orgasm by the dogs’ licking tongues, the audience now understood that earlier orgasm would pale in comparison to what they were seeing now, as the woman was being stimulated far beyond anything they could ever have imagined. And as they stood and cheered, they all thought, ‘My God, how long could it possibly be before this poor woman surely erupts into a frenzied climax?’

Ms. Cook was now a madwoman, completely out of control, as she rapidly tongued and swallowed the dog’s cock in her mouth, while gyrating her hips so she could gain even greater pleasure from the cock buried in her pussy and the maddening vibrator being held against her sensitive clit.

‘Ahhhhh?..aaaaagh?..mmmphhff’, she mumbled, as her lips moved faster and faster over the engorged cock, her hips bouncing up and down in a frenzy.

Kamal, sensing that his orchestrated performance would soon end, leaned over to Ms. Cook and said, ‘You like fucking my dogs, don’t you, bitch? Come on, now, fuck them harder, you know you can, harder, harder! That’s it, faster! Fuck them both, you want it, don’t you?..you want their fucking cum, you slut, don’t you!’

And for just a moment, Ms. Cook released the pulsating cock from her mouth, and screamed in pleasure, ‘Yeeeeeeeeees?..fuuuuuck meeeee?..oh, God?..fuuuuck meeeeeeeeee!’

And then it happened, as if all at once: first, the dog fucking Ms. Cook from behind jammed his cock one last time as deep into her pussy as he could and exploded into an intense animalistic orgasm, letting go a huge jet of hot dog semen into her wet vagina. And as he continued to hammer her pussy, not able to withdraw his cock, the dog cock in her mouth suddenly swelled and expanded to twice its size, jerked once or twice, and released a flood of hot sticky dog semen into Ms. Cook’s mouth and down her throat. And as she gagged on the now-deflating dog cock, she vainly attempted to swallow every drop of the hot cum, but it soon poured from her mouth and ran down the sides of her face.

And as it did, in a final orgy of crazed fanatical pleasure, Ms. Cook exploded into her own body-shaking orgasm!

‘Ooooooooooh?..my, Goooood, I’m?..cummmmmmmmming?..I’m cummmmming!’

And as she finished, but before the dogs were finally pulled away, Ms. Cook was to orgasm twice more, with each one being almost as intense as the one before. 

Chapter 5

Kamal now stood, and taking the leashes of the still-panting Great Danes, lead them off stage. Ms. Cook, totally exhausted and spent, her mouth, face, thighs, and pussy, covered in sticky dog cum, slowly began to regain her composure, and as she did, she could hear the audience’s thunderous applause beginning to fade. Searching for Kamal, she quietly began to plead again, to no one in particular, to be released.

The two young Saudi men reappeared carrying containers of warm water, which they slowly poured over Ms. Cook’s dog cum-covered body. They then dried her with soft cotton towels and proceeded to coat her body with a sweet-smelling perfumed oil.

Kamal, now back on stage, addressed the audience, ‘Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, I do hope you’ve enjoyed our presentation this evening. And as I have promised, our American dog bitch is now cleaned, oiled, and at your complete disposal!’

Almost immediately a tall Saudi in the front row stood and called out, ‘I have to have that slut!’ Quickly he climbed onto the stage, loosened his pants, pulled out his erect cock, grabbed the bound woman by her hair and lower jaw, and rammed his member into Ms. Cook’s mouth. ‘Suck it, dog bitch, suck it good, or I’ll have Kamal bring the Great Danes back out!’

Ms. Cook, struggling vainly against her bonds once again, and now with a man’s lust-swollen cock being shoved into her mouth, was in a state of total shock. She had truly believed that her terrible ordeal of having to fuck and suck two horrible dogs had finally come to an end and she would be set free. But now, still obscenely bound to a pillory, there was a new horror, as a man was forcing his prick down her throat! What terrified her even more though was hearing the man’s veiled threats that if she didn’t suck his cock, he would bring the dogs back out to the stage. She realized she had no choice; she simply had to finish this dreadful affair somehow, so she began to lick and suck the Arab’s cock.

‘Oh, yeah, that’s right?..suck it, bitch?..yeah, just like that?..oooooh, yes!’

And as she sucked the Saudi’s big cock, she could see from the corner of her eye more men leaving their seats and climbing onto the stage. Within moments there were four Saudi men surrounding the bound woman. One of them quickly moved behind Ms. Cook, and after slapping her ass hard three or four times, called out, ‘I want the slut’s ass! Oh, look at that beautiful ass; I’m going to fuck it like she’s never had it fucked before!’

Lubricating his cock with the body oil still trickling off Ms. Cook, the Saudi began pushing his eight-inch cock into the bound woman’s exposed asshole. The attorney, still dealing with the now saliva-dripping cock that was fucking her mouth, could immediately feel the pressure on her asshole, and began to shake her ass violently, trying to dislodge this second unnatural intrusion of her body.

‘Mmmmmph?..umhummm?..aaargh!’, Ms. Cook mumbled, continuing to shake her ass from side to side in a desperate attempt to escape the rape of her ass. But the more she wiggled, the more the man pushed his cock into her until, after just a minute or so; both Saudi men had their cocks completely buried in the big-titted American woman. They now picked up their pace, plummeting Ms. Cook, sawing their stiff cocks in and out of the poor woman who could do nothing to stop her double-fucking.

And as both men fucked her, they called out crude instructions to her; ‘Come on, lick it, bitch, lick my fucking cock! That’s right, use your tongue, ohhhhh, yeah, that’s right?..more, yeah, more?..ohhhhh, nice, nice, keep it up, bitch, keep it up!’ And the man fucking Ms. Cook’s ass, ‘That’s it slut, shake that fucking ass of yours?..oh, what a tight asshole, come on?..oh, my God, yeah, yeah, shake it bitch, while I fuck your big American ass!’

The entire audience was now standing, cheering again, and urging the men on, calling out their own obscene commands such as, ‘Make her shake her ass harder!’, and ‘Throat fuck that bitch, ram your cock down her throat!’

A third man was the next to approach Ms. Cook, and pulling out his stiff cock, he tried to stuff it into her already filled mouth, calling out, ‘Come on, bitch, you can suck two cocks, suck mine too!’ And as he pushed harder and harder, forcing a second cock into her mouth, the attorney realized she would have to start sucking this second cock as well, believing her only means of escape from this terrible nightmare was to make all these sick perverts cum so they would be finished with her once and for all.

With three cocks now fucking her, and a resolve to end this madness as soon as possible, Ms. Cook began sucking and licking the cocks fucking her mouth as fast and as hard as she could, meanwhile wiggling and shaking her ass even faster, praying that the cock in her asshole would finally cum and be removed from her poor punished rectum.

The fourth man now approached her, and kneeling down beside her, called out, ‘Look at those giant American titties! I’ve got to have them!’ Immediately he reached under Ms. Cook and began squeezing her breasts while tweaking and pinching her nipples. ‘Oh, yes, do you like that, bitch, do you, your fucking nipples getting pinched? Harder?..hahaha?..you want me to pinch them harder, slut, there, like that, and this, yeesss?..you like that, don’t you, bitch!’

He manhandled her enormous tits, pulling on them, squeezing them, pinching them, tweaking her nipples with his thumb and forefinger, inflicting as much pain to her breasts as he possibly could.

Every eye in the room was now on the new obscene sight before them, one that none of them would ever forget: a bound American attorney, on her hands and knees, drooling as she sucked and licked two cocks, while her asshole was being fucked by a third cock, and her huge hanging breasts were being squeezed, groped, and pinched, by a fourth man.

And as Ms. Cook continued to be violently fucked by the three men, the man mauling her breasts reached under her and began vigorously rubbing her wet pussy and clit with his free hand. ‘Oh, yeah, you like that, don’t you, slut, you like a finger in your cunt, don’t you! Now fuck my friends good or we’ll bring the dogs back out, you big-titted whore!’

But what was unexpected by all who were watching this third obscene spectacle of the evening, just as they had been surprised only an hour before when she had been licked and then raped by two Great Danes, was that as Ms. Cook was being gangbanged and tortured a transformation was again taking place that all could plainly see. The American attorney was no longer simply trying to finish the rape of her mouth and asshole, but she was fucking these men in the throes of unbridled ecstasy! No longer was she just shaking her ass, but she was now pushing back hard against the intruding cock, while her mouth and tongue flew from one cock to the other, sucking them both better than any woman has ever sucked a cock. And as her clit became inflamed from the fourth man’s continued rubbing and tweaking of her most sensitive part, she began pushing down on his intruding fingers, just as she was pushing against the cock buried in her ass.

The fucking and sexual manipulation of Ms. Cook by the four men had brought her again, as the dogs had done earlier, to a point of uncontrolled passion and delirium, where she was willing to do anything simply to climax and come.

‘Oooooh?..oooooh?.. mmmmmph?..aghhhhh?..oooooh?..my??Goddddd!’, she mumbled, as she continued to suck and fuck the three cocks. Her head, hips, and ass, now a blur, as she sought relief from their onslaught, sucking and fucking the three men as best she could.

‘Oh?..I’m going to?..to?..cum?..give me her mouth!’, one of the men yelled, as he rammed his cock deep down Ms. Cook’s throat and exploded, filling her mouth with a load of wet sticky cum. A moment later, the man fucking her ass yelled out, and with a final push of his cock deep into the attorney’s ass, came, flooding her asshole with his cum. The third man, no longer able to control his own passions after watching his friends cum, jammed his cock as deep as he could into mouth, yelled out, and deposited a second load of hot semen into her mouth.

After a minute or two of some final stroking to her mouth and ass, exhausted, the three men pulled away, with the two who had received blowjobs finishing by wiping their sticky cum-covered cocks clean with Ms. Cook’s hair.

The fourth man, standing, pushed aside the man who had been fucking Ms. Cook’s ass, saying, ‘Give me her cunt?..I’m going to fuck this big-titted slut’s pussy!’ Immediately he jammed his stiff prick deep into her wet and waiting pussy and began to fuck her furiously, stroke after stroke, each deeper than the one before, as he slapped her ass cruelly with his hand.

With three loads of cum deposited within her, and now a fourth cock plummeting her poor pussy, Ms. Cook again lost all control and completely surrendered herself to her raging passions. She just had to find release, so she fucked back with her ass and hips as hard as she could against this last stiff cock.

‘Oooooh?..fuck me?..oooooh, oh, oh?..harder?..oooooh?..fuuuuuck meeeee!’

And as the man’s cock exploded in her pussy, filling it with his cum, Ms. Cook also exploded, into the most marvelous orgasm she had ever experienced.

‘Ooooooooooh ?..I’m ?..oh ?.oh ?..oooooh?..cummmmmmmmmmmming, oh, oh?..fuck meeeee?..I’m?..I’m??cummmmming??again?..pleeeeease?..nooooo!!!’

Chapter 6

Just before dawn, Ms. Cook was finally released from her bonds, taken off the stage, given a number of sedatives and sleeping pills, and taken to a secluded room where she was placed into a waiting soft bed.

Two days later, confused and dazed, she awoke in the bedroom suite of a luxury downtown Riyadh hotel, not knowing how she had come to be there. Although she was still sore and groggy from her terrible ordeal of a few nights before, she quickly discovered that someone had washed, cleaned, powdered, perfumed, and dressed her in an expensive nightgown.

Pulling back the covers, slowly rising from the bed, she felt a prickly chaffing against her nipples from the lace nightgown. Sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling the nightgown aside, she was shocked to discover that a seamless polished metal ring had been pierced through each of her nipples.

She stood, removed her nightgown, and walked to a full-length mirror to examine the nipple rings more closely, thinking she’d remove the monstrous things as quickly as she could. As she stood in front of the mirror, starring at her still magnificent breasts now adorned with two nipple rings, she noticed a glimmer of light from between her legs. Slightly parting her legs and looking down, she found that two additional rings had been pierced through the lips of her pussy.

Ms. Cook was beside herself, for not only had she had been kidnapped, repeatedly raped, and sodomized, by both dogs and men, but now awoke to find her nipples and pussy pierced by metal rings! ‘I’ve got to get these terrible things off of me’, she thought, ‘and then I’ll find that bastard Kamal and his sick friends and have the lot of them arrested and put in jail for the rest of their goddamn lives!’

As she began searching the room to find something to use as a tool to remove her newly attached adornments, she discovered that all her clothes had been cleaned and pressed and were now hung in a closet. Her purse with all of her personal belongings, including her cash and credit cards, was on a nearby dressing table. And as she walked into the drawing room she found a large silver cart holding a four-course breakfast. Still somewhat dazed and bewildered by the events of the past few days, she paused for a moment, put her nightgown back on, and decided to sit down and have a cup of hot coffee in order to clear her head.

As she sipped her coffee, she noticed a pink envelope on top of the cart. Opening the envelope, Ms. Cook found inside a cashier’s check for two hundred and fifty thousand dollars and a hand-written note that contained the following message:

Ms. Cook,

       I would like to express my utmost thanks and gratitude to you for a most enjoyable and unforgettable evening. Please accept the included compensation as a small token of my appreciation for all of your services and cooperation.

       Hopefully your new jewelry will serve as a pleasant reminder of your ‘special evening’ in Riyadh. Please be aware your rings are constructed of a titanium alloy and can only be removed with a high temperature plasma cutter.

Sincerely, Kamal

       As the weeks passed, the rest of that long night became a cloudy dark memory for Ms. Cook. She can vaguely recall that another seven or eight men had taken the stage and proceeded to play, tease, probe, and fuck every orifice of her body for what seemed like an eternity. She remembers being forced to suck each man’s cock and then swallow load after load of their hot cum, while her breasts, pussy, and asshole, were simultaneously tortured and tormented.

       On occasion a blurry image or flashback will still occur to her, which she struggles to clear from her head. But sometimes during the dark hours of a sleepless night, a sudden recollection of silver nipple clamps, or a bullwhip caressing her clit, or a dog’s cock buried in her mouth, or cum dribbling from her asshole, will cross her mind and she has to quickly squeeze her legs tightly together in an effort to make it go away.

       Although she refuses to admit it to herself, nor would she ever admit it to another person, Ms. Cook has come to realize that deep within her own consciousness is the frightening knowledge that on that terrible night in Riyadh, as she was being raped by both man and beast, she experienced a succession of unforgettable orgasms she’ll never have the pleasure of experiencing again.

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Standing in his tunic the Prince examined the ring. It was truly a work of art. He remembered when he first saw the completed ring, before knighting John. It was a breathtaking masterpiece: a thick silver band with scrollwork; a faceted square ruby clutch set into 4 prongs. He remembered taking John's hand and slipping the ring onto his finger as the soon-to-be-knight knelt before him.“Rise, Knight,” he had said to John. “Rise and be known from here on as Sir John.”John had stood, flushed...

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Knightly Affections V

Upon collecting themselves from their mental escapades, the two momentarily went about the business of returning to their respective roles. Sir John finished grooming Oroboros and the Prince took leave to prepare for the evening’s festivities. He could not help but marvel at Sir John’s consideration…a welcome home feast, the next day’s hunt…even an indulgent bath…no detail was too small. So great was the Prince’s exuberance, he bounded up the castle steps three at a time and sprinted through...

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Knightly Affections IV

Sir John had heard Prince Daniel's return before he actually saw him. It was Oroboros that gave his Prince's arrival away: the steady rhythm of the horse’s hooves on the cobbled entry of Strathmore.Several years ago, during a campaign in Greece, he found this stallion…neither a war horse, nor battle trained but an exceptionally smart equine. The two grew together as rider and steed should, their relationship slowly evolving into companionship. Giving the horse to the Prince as a gift was an...

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Knightly Affections III

Upon the fifth day of ceremonies and solemnity to honor the fallen heroes of the Allied kingdoms, the remembrance celebrations concluded. Prince Daniel, eager to return to his duties as chief historian and royal archivist, (and also to ‘restore company’ with Sir John), bid his compatriots adieu and mounted his faithful steed, Oroboros. Sitting upright with the authority befitting his station, straight backed and chest out, a solid but gentle grip on the reins and his feet planted firmly in the...

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Knightly Affections II

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