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The blistering heat of the day was beginning to subside. The sky was dark blue but not yet completely dark. A car was sitting with its door open in the driveway; a hand gesturing from inside. As I slid in an Arab man was sitting across from me. He was dressed in a white that seemed to glow in the dark. His dark eyes peered out from the thick black beard completely covered his face. It was when he reached out that I realized how huge he was. His fingers were the size of my wrists and his hands were covered in thick black hair. It looked more like the hand of a beast than of a man. I pushed back into my seat trying to create distance between us. I felt the massive hand rest on my knee and the fingers wrap themselves around. I watched in shock as his other hand wrapped around my other leg and then start spreading them. As hard as I tried to hold my legs together I was offering no resistance to his powerful arms. He spread my legs so wide I was doing the splits as he leaned forward inches from my pussy. Although the thin fabric of the toga was still between us I felt totally naked to his piercing eyes. I was a little shocked by his actions but I wasn't afraid. I always knew when I was in danger from a man's lust and I couldn't feel any danger from the man staring into my pussy. It was more like he was inspecting me, like he might before purchasing a horse. The only thing that really bothered me was how wide he had spread my legs. My hips were really beginning to ache. It felt like if he were to push just a little further they would snap. I couldn't take much more.
"Well, are you going to buy? Or are you just looking?" I said in a bored sounding voice trying to break the tension.
A roar of laughter erupted from the Arab's lungs as he released his grip on my legs and sank back into the seat.
"I am sorry Mandi," he said from behind his thick beard." I was just remembering a time almost forgotten."
He spoke beautifully; there wasn't a hint of an accent.
"You remind me so much of your father. Another girl would have pissed all over the seat. But you!! You make wise-cracks. I am happy you have come. This is going to be very interesting indeed.
"Who are you? I snapped. "What makes you think you have the right to do this?"
"Be quiet little one," he interrupted. "You will understand everything soon. For now just enjoy the ride to our Palace."
I think it was the way he said "OUR PALACE" that caused a light-bulb to go off.
"Abid? Is that you?" I asked feeling embarrassed that I hadn't recognized him sooner.
"Yes little one, it is I," he said as he began to laugh again.
"I've never seen you look like this," I said trying my best to make excuses for not recognizing him. "You look so different!"
"This is not the U.S.A. Mandi. You will find many things different here," he said smiling at me.
"I need my clothes," I pleaded. "I feel naked in this toga."
"You should be proud," he said softly. "You have the body of a "Goddess". All who see you will worship you. I found your beauty impossible to resist when you entered the car. It would insult the gods not to allow your admirers to worship your beauty. Please do not feel ill of us for our primitive culture."
I was stunned; I had never heard anyone talk so beautifully. He really thought I was a "Goddess". I could feel his lust now; but it was different than anything I had ever felt before. It was as if he wanted more than my body. His lust seemed to be for my very existence. It felt like he wanted to possess me. I wasn't to sure how I felt about that. In some ways it made me feel like a Princess about to be made Queen, but in another way I felt like a lamb about to be slaughtered. The one thing that made me feel good was knowing how important to him I was. To know that he wanted me so badly was making my pussy lips swell as I wondered if I would receive the same greeting from everyone. I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice we were stopping in a beautiful court-yard. It was as lavish as any park. Abid told me to wait in the car as someone from outside opened the door. I could hear him talking in his native tong but I couldn't understand anything he was saying. After a few minutes his hand reached into the car for me. I put my hand into his and he guided me out.I was standing in a maze of bright lights that were shining only on me. No mater where I looked all I could see were bright lights. It was like I was standing in the middle of a football field then all at once the lights went out and for a moment I was standing in darkness. I began to look around as my eyes adjusted; I was surrounded by giant buildings that were covered in gold. There were marble steps at my feet with dozens of young men standing on them. They were all looking at me and cheering. They were wearing traditional clothing but most of them were clean shaven. I saw an older man walking towards me. He was a giant of a man just like Abid. I knew that he must be Abid's brother. He wrapped his arms around me lifting me into the air and began covering my cheek in slobbery kisses. I felt embarrassed to be given so much attention and could feel his hands examining my body. As his mouth was kissing my cheek his hands were cupping my breasts and pinching my nipples. Then they traced down my belly sliding under my toga and resting between my legs. I could feel the lips of my pussy splitting open to welcome his evasion; it was betraying me again as tingles ran up my spine. He gently placed me down onto my feet and removed his hand from between my legs. It was sparkling from my wetness as he turned to the crowd of young men and held it up to them. I felt really embarrassed as the crowd responded with a deafening cheer. I could feel my face heating as it turned bright red. Every man knew I was aroused, and they were all cheering because of it.
"You truly are the "Goddess of Passion". This is a great day." Abdule said.
It was all to much for me; my head began to spin. It was like a beautiful dream. I was being treated like a "Goddess". In my wildest imagination I would never have been able to equal this. I began to see stars and I felt light-headed. The last thing I remembered was feeling sick to me stomach.
When I woke I was laying on a soft bed. I opened my eyes to see several young boys standing at the foot of the bed. I was lying on my back with my toga pulled up around my waist and my legs spread wide apart. The boys stepped back when they saw I was awake. I could tell from the soreness between my legs that something had been happening. I heard a loud clapping sound and looked up to see Abid entering the room. He spoke in his tongue to the boys as they ran from the room.
"I hope you are feeling better," he said in a concerned tone. "You gave us quite a scare out there. It sometimes happens after a long journey."
"Who were those boys?" I asked pissed off from the soreness between my legs.
"You must accept my apology for them. They are my youngest sons and couldn't wait to meet you," he said laughingly.
"I think they were touching me," I said with a concerned voice.
"Boys will be boys," he laughed again. "They have never seen such beauty. Your white skin and soft pink lips were too much for them to resist."
I knew it wasn't my mouth Abid was referring to. I was still lying with my legs spread apart and his eyes were riveted between my legs. I closed my legs and tried to cover my nakedness with the thin veil, I never felt so vulnerable. It was as though they had just imported a new pet and everyone was clamouring to see and touch it. I felt totally at their mercy but I was also thrilled to know I was the centre of their attention. I knew I was the only thing on their minds and the object of their desires. I was sure that Abid and Abdul wouldn't let any harm come to me. If it didn't bother Abdul that his young sons were looking at my pussy I couldn't see any reason to complain either.
"What girl in her right mind wouldn't give the tip off her nipple for a chance to have a bunch of young guys lusting for her," I thought as I looked up into Abid's black eyes.
"Yes, I understand how boys can be," I said as I lifted my body off the bed. "I'm not mad at them, I was just a little shocked to see them."
Abid seemed pleased with my words. "We have planned a dinner in your honour," he said. "You will meet the remainder of our sons at that time. My wives will help you prepare. I hope you are hungry; the cooks are preparing the finest of foods. Everything is in your honour."
"Thank you Abid," I said shyly. "I will try to act in a manner that does not embarrass you."
"Do nothing of the kind. Be your delicious self," Abid laughed. "It's your toxic vitality we worship." Before I could say another word Abid turned and left the room.
What I had thought to be a small bedroom was actually a deception. I stared in amazement as the walls of my tiny room started to rise to the ceiling. What I had thought to be walls were actually veils of fine fabric. As the walls lifted I could see that I was actually in a large chamber. There were six dark skinned women standing beside a small sunken pool. They stood motionless staring at me for a few minutes until one of them came towards me.
"My name is Shasta. It is our duty to prepare you for the evening's events. Will you come over to the bath please?"
I followed her to the steps leading into the warm water. She and the other girls had less clothes on then I did. They were wearing see-through pants and a small vest that lay open at the chest doing little to conceal their dark breasts. As we reached the edge of the tub the girls began removing their clothing. They looked to be around nineteen years old except for Shasta. She seemed more my age; in her early twenties. As the girls released the bindings in their hair I was amazed to see how long it was; almost dropped to the floor.
"They must not have cut since birth," I thought to myself. "It looks like they don't cut any of their hair," I smiled as my eyes rested between their legs.
I couldn't remember seeing such large patches on a pubs before.
"Now I understand why it's called a pussy," I chuckled to myself.
I wondered why they had gone to so much trouble shaving me if the men preferred their women with a rug between their legs.
As I removed my toga I could hear the girls giggling. It was they're turn to stare at my bald cunt. I could feel the blood flowing into my vulva as I watched their eyes burning into my hairless slit.
"Relax," Shasta said softly as I lowered myself into the water.
The girls lifted my feet off the bottom of the tub and suspended me with just my head out of the water. The temperature was perfect, I felt like I was on a cloud as the twelve hands began to caress my body using soft sponges until I felt a sharp tingling in my nipples. I closed my eyes when their hands began caressing my body but I quickly opened them to see what was biting my nipples. The girls were holding small stones in her hand and were rubbing them across my nipples; I had never seen my nipples look so large; it was turned them bright red. It looked like they were ready to burst as the vibration rubbing across my nipples was shooting straight into my clit. I wondered if they had noticed my arousal when I saw Shasta watching me look at my swollen nipples.
"It will make them more responsive then they have ever been," she purred. "Relax my beauty, relax," she kept saying.
I laid my head back into a hand waiting to make sure it didn't go too deeply. I was lying in a bed of caressing hands as I closed my eyes again. I felt my legs being spread apart and the warm water licking the inner lips of my pussy. It was spreading unquestioningly open for whatever they wanted to do. It fell like thousands of tiny fingers were spreading my vagina as I lifted my head to see who had such a magical touch. Shasta and two other girls were between my legs. One of the girls had a little stone in her hand while Shasta was holding a long thick sponge. It was at least two feet long and as big around as my thigh. I watched as Shasta twisted the sponge till it was reduced to the size of a banana. She moved it between my legs. I wasn't sure what she was going to do but I was ready for anything. I closing my eyes again as my head fell back into the pillow of waiting hands. The feelings from the stones being rubbed across my nipples was overwhelming me. If it was possible to have an orgasm from one's nipples being rubbed I was sure I was about to experience it. I felt fingers pushing into my vagina. The walls were being stretched and spread as I felt something pushing into me. I knew that it must be the great sponge Shasta had rolled so tightly. It expanded inside of me like an explosion pushing on every inch of my birth canal. It wasn't enough pressure to hurt but I knew there wasn't a spot inside my cunt that wasn't being caressed. I felt my clit pop out from under it's hood not able to resist the pressure in my pussy. The water almost seemed cold on its raw nub. Shivers of pleasure were surging through my body. I had never experienced such pleasure. I felt Shasta pull the sponge out just a little and then push it back in. The feeling of the massive sponge pushing into my swollen pussy and the tiny rocks rubbing across my nipples had removed all my shame. I was thrusting my pelvis forward trying to take in more of this wonderful violator. I could feel my heart beating in my clitoris as the cool water splash against it. A violent shock surged through my loins as if a huge mouth had grabbed my pussy in its jaws; a scream burst from my lungs. One of the smallest girls was pinching my clit between her fingers, and with her other hand she was rubbing a stone across my screaming clit. It was like a thousand volts of electricity shooting through me. I didn't have time to decide if it was torture or pleasure as my body began to erupt in a violent orgasm. I knew I was screaming but I couldn't stop myself. Every nerve in my body was screaming as I soared upwards into blackness. When I woke I was back on the bed and the six women were standing around me naked and dripping wet.
"You gave your Masters a scare," Shasta said. "They came running when they heard you screaming. They thought we were killing you."
"So did I!" I said in a weak laugh. "Do you do that to all of your guests?"
"No. Only for the most special," she answered seriously.
It was as I attempted to lift myself from the bed that I realized just how sensitive my nipples and pussy had become. I fell back onto the bed as shiver after shiver surged through my body. It fell like there was an invisible being biting my clit and nipples at the same time. I was sure that before I walked three feet I would be exploding again with orgasm.
"What have you done to me?" I asked in shock.
"We have awoken your senses so that you may experience the joys only allowed a Goddess." Shasta answered. "You're every movement will heighten your awareness. You will adjust to the sensations."
"I don't understand," I said in disbelief. "I have been raw before but it never did this to me. What kind of rock was that?"
"They are not rocks," Shasta answered. "They are the genitals of those who worship you. All of their passions and desires have been given to you."
Shasta was talking in riddles; they had simply made my nipples and clit so raw that the nerves were on the surface. They had probably given me a drug to make my body burn with desire at the slightest touch. My mind drifted back to a few moments earlier; remembering the explosive orgasm I experienced from their touch. I could feel my pussy filling with blood again. The wetness was running down the crack of my ass making a wet spot on the bed. Shasta seemed to be aware of what was happening.
"It is best that you save yourself," she said coldly. "You are expected for dinner soon. Unless you plan on going naked I suggest you control yourself and let us finish preparing you."
Her candour helped me control my passions but I was still burning inside as I asked to use the washroom. I slipped into the shower turning on only the cold water. I stood in its cooling embrace until I began to shiver. I directed its freezing spray directly onto my burning cunt till it felt extremely uncomfortable. I almost had my passions under control when the spray hit my raw clit; it fell like fire. I couldn't believe freezing water could do that to me. It took another five minutes to push my passions down again. When I walked out of the bathroom my skin was deep blue. Shasta laughed when she saw what I had done.
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