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Although Alima ate it naked, dinner was a very relaxed and western occasion since she was actually required to sit and eat with the Emir, instead of being under the table playing with his prick, as she had been on a number of occasions. The conversation was almost normal, by western standards, because they discussed the two sons and a daughter they had produced in the five years she had been his wife. He explained that the competition was more wearing than he had thought it would be, with much formality and much care on his part to talk to everyone in moderation and not to appear to favour any of the important people attending the ceremonies.
After coffee and some excellent brandy, they were sitting side by side on a sofa when he leant over and kissed her hard on the mouth.
"Shall we go to bed?" he asked, and she nodded enthusiastically.
He took her hand and led her into the bedroom where he gently laid her on the bed. Stripping quickly he made long and tender love to her, though in the end he turned her over and used her arse as the receptacle for his jism, which disappointed her though she was careful not to show it. She would have loved to have another of his children, and she hoped that in the morning he would fuck her properly and give her that chance.
The Emir awoke with Alima beside him and he realised it was still very early. He had an odd feeling and it took him some time to work out that he was actually feeling nervous about the upcoming night.
'That's absurd, ' he thought, 'I'm the Emir and the girl is the one who should feel nervous. After all, this time yesterday she was an unused virgin and tonight she has to try to impress me, a man who has had more women than she's had hot dinners.'
Then he felt his anger rising that he should be made to feel like that, and he cast around for a way to soothe himself. Alima was the one unfortunate enough to be selected. She was lying quietly sleeping when he grabbed her by the hair and threw her face down on to the ever-present whipping bench.
"Wha ... what's the matter?" said the twenty-two year old, sleepily.
Hiss ... CRACK!
Her sleepiness vanished as a riding crop came down across the top of her arse-cheeks with a cruelty that she had not felt for some time. She stifled a sob and lay still. If she had done something to deserve this, she wondered what it could be?
Hiss ... CRACK!
The second stripe was across the meatiest part of her generous behind. It had grown as she bore three of the Emir's children in quick succession and as the Chief Eunuch fed her up, so that now she could rival any of the younger women for beauty in the eyes of an Arab, though none saw her. As the impact made itself felt, she was unable to repress a scream, though she managed to cut it off fairly quickly.
Hiss ... CRACK!
The third line of fire was close to the second and reawakened the pain in that weal as well as contributing its own portion of agony. This time her scream was much longer and louder. The Emir looked on with some satisfaction as she writhed in pain. This was better, he was the Master here and the previous evening's western softness was banished. His hands moved across the ugly bruises on her skin, adding to her pain and giving him a very solid erection.
Hiss ... CRACK!
The fourth vicious stroke marked her upper thighs, just below the overhang of her bum, and Alima was screaming continuously as his iron hard prick took control of the Emir. He threw the riding crop aside and grasped her buttocks, wrenching them open and plunging into her rectum, increasing the volume of her screaming even more. Three thrusts and her bowels were flooded with his semen.
Still angry he withdrew and strode into the bathroom, frightening the bath girls with his bad temper and slapping one of them hard across the ear when she was a little too slow at reaching to wash his prick. In the bedroom Alima was helped to her feet, and hustled out and back to the harem, still completely mystified at her husband's disparate treatment of her, loving and sympathetic the night before, but harsh and vicious in the morning.
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