Slavery in the Saudi Kinkgdom

Warning:

 

I do not advocate this behavior, its just for fantasy and is not safe or sane. Also, this story contains anti-Semitism and doesn’t portray Arabs in the best light either.  If you are politically sensitive, this will offend you, so don’t read it if you are easily ticked off by that type of thing!

 

Hasan sat bored at an expensive café in London and glanced listlessly outside the large window next to him. Although he had been educated at English boarding schools and Oxford, the European world never grew on him and European woman generally were even less appealing to him than European culture. He returned from his native kingdom of Saudi Arabia only for business purposes as his involvement with the oil trade and real estate required that he visit his international clientele. A waitress came over to him and sycophantically asked to refill his coffee, but he shoed her off with a disinterested finger. Most people were overly respectful for him as his clothing revealed his considerable wealth and women were for often attracted to his poise and looks. His father was Saudi Arabian and his mother was Persian and Hasan had inherited raven hair and slightly tanned skin to frame a face with bold eyebrows and a masculine jaw. His tall muscular form looked especially appealing in his expensive Italian suits he wore for business meetings in the west.

 

He made another distracted glance outside the window and that was when he saw her. She could have been the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. His body was stunned in its place for a moment as she walked within inches of him outside the window. She looked hardly over 18 and her form was utter perfection with large firm breasts to contrast a very petite frame. Her legs were long and shapely and her hair was a thick and glossy chestnut brown. But, what stood out most was her face. She had large green eyes and luscious lips that stood out amongst her other baby faced but chiseled features.

 

She was perfection. Hasan had to have her. He left 100 pounds at the table and rushed out behind the girl to speak to her. But he stopped. His eyes grew stern. She was speaking Hebrew and he realized with certainty that she was not European at all, but instead was an Israeli. This made things difficult. This made things impossible. Impossible for both of them. Hasan lived in Saudi Arabia and even if he did not, it was almost certain that he could not convince an Israeli girl to go anywhere with him despite his looks and money. Nevertheless, he wasn’t going to give up on a girl this beautiful easily, so he followed her and listened to the bits of conversation that were in English. He learned her first name and where she was studying. She was a foreign exchange student at the London School of Economics and she was in her second year, so Hasan again estimated that she was 18. He was 32, but never grew out of his preference for girls that had just finished developing. He saw the girl walk into her dormitory building and decided he knew enough. He knew where she went to school, where she lived and that her name was Aurelia and that would be enough to find her later.

 

 

 

-------------------------------------------------------

 

One week later Aurelia walked back to her dormitory alone near dusk. She felt a sting on her neck and became slowly disoriented. By the time a car pulled up to her and pulled her inside, she was too drowsy to scream or physically resist. She fell asleep almost instantly inside the car.

 

When she woke up, she had no idea how long she had been asleep for. She was inside a dark box of some sort that seemed to be moving somewhere. She was groggy, but as soon as she realized that she was bound and gagged, she began to panic and tried to move around. Still, whoever was moving the box did not stop, so she assumed that she had been kidnapped and that these people moving the box were her kidnappers. She remained wide awake and afraid anticipating all sorts of fates, and finally she heard a latch open and saw light filling the box as it was opened.

 

Hasan thought she looked more beautiful than ever now that she looked disheveled and extremely frightened. He lifted her out of the box without saying anything and put her in the back of his limo. Aurelia could move and was still clothed, but she could hardly do more than flop around on the floor as he entered the limo and signaled for the chauffer to take them away. He took her gag out of her perfect mouth as the car began moving as Hasan immediately held a water bottle to her lips and said nothing other than “drink”. Aurelia was extremely thirsty, so she obeyed without protest.

 

Of course, as soon as he withdrew the bottle from her lovely mouth, she began questioning him. Her thoughts were scattered and her voice erratic and became even more frenzied as Hasan simply looked disdainfully at her and did not respond to her query.

 

“Where am I? Why have you done this to me? Why me?”

 

Hasan laughed under his breathe.

 

“ My father is very important. Let me go now or else! Please, he can pay you!”

 

Finally Hasan slapped the girl and held her face up to the tinted window and spoke.

 

“Guess where you are”

 

Aurelia viewed the scene. There were men wearing white Arab headdresses and every once in a while there was a woman-covered head to toe and face over with black cloth. Her eyes widened as she knew she was somewhere in the Arab world.

 

“Guess” Hasan ordered her again

 

She hesitated and stuttered with the response

 

“I..I..I don’t know”

 

Hasan slapped her across the face again and her eyes began to well with tears.

 

“pl..pl…please where?”

 

He chuckled answered her honestly, for the answer could only inspire fear for a girl in her position.

 

“Stupid Jewish bitch! This is Saudi Arabia”

 

Thoughts raced through Aurelia’s mind. Was she being kidnapped by terrorists? Being held for ransom? Please let it be ransom, she thought and not a video beheading. She began to speak again

 

“Please Mr. I know I’m Israeli, but Id never hurt anyone. Please, I’m innocent. J..ju..just let me go”

 

Aurelia felt the uselessness of her plea. Terrorists were ruthless. Everyone knew that. So, she almost felt hope at Hasan’s dismissive response to her.

 

“Oh. You think you are here for terrorist purposes? No. No, I am not a terrorist”

 

But what she heard next was nothing but a shock to her

 

“You are here to serve me as my sexual slave”

 

The idea was absurd to Aurelia. How? She was in London! Why was she here? There must be some mistake, she thought. She spoke again

 

“But, I don’t want this! I am a student in London. I don’t know how I got here!”

 

Hasan smiled again and began undoing her bonds. She felt relief again. Perhaps she could convince him of some sense. And then he spoke coldly

 

“You are here because I brought you here, Aurelia. You have no place as a student. Your purpose is to serve me however I wish. You will address me as ‘Master’ and you will show me only deference and obedience”

 

Aurelia felt crestfallen as soon as she saw that he knew her name and had picked her out of any amount of others deliberately. She also became extremely angry at his command. She would suffer anything before submitting to some misogynist Arab psychopath who had kidnapped her for no fault of her own. She dashed for the door of the limo, which she could not open and then began to bang her fists on the windows and scream for the chauffeur, but no one answered. Hasan laughed at her and grabbed her forcefully by the hair and brought her face to the ground by his feet and spoke to her again.

 

“Well, aren’t you a willful little jewcunt? To be expected. Unlike in the kingdom, whores in your barbaric land are never properly trained to defer to their natural masters. But, it will be simple enough to teach you your innate role. Now you will kiss my feet and beg for forgiveness for behaving so disobediently and then strip your delicious whore body”

 

She resented his treatment of her on every level and reacted without thinking

 

“I am NOT a whore! I am a virgin!”

 

Of course nothing could have pleased Hasan more than that admission. He could not remember the last time he had been so pleased with his life. He tossed her backwards and removed his belt and began to beat Aurelia savagely. He grabbed her by her hair and put her head under his foot as he beat her exposed behind and then kicked her in the stomach to turn her over as he beat her plentiful breasts. Aurelia quickly began to beg him to stop

 

“OW! please, oh please stop”

 

and he spoke calmly and coldly to her

 

“please who, bitch?”

 

At first she didn’t speak, but after only a few more strikes of Hasan’s belt, Aurelia succumbed to what she had to say

 

“Oooh! Pl…please master. Please stop, master”

 

Yet, he did not stop and the pain was becoming unbearable. Instead he ordered her to humiliate herself further

 

“Tell me that you are sorry for being an badly behaved jewcunt and that now you understand that your only purpose is to serve me”

 

She could not say that! But, she also could not stomach the joy from the beating she relized she was giving this man she knew only as “Master”. So she again subjected herself to his sadism.

 

“I..ow…I.. am sorry Master for being a badly behaved jew…”

 

It was  too difficult to say such a word for her.

 

“ ouch! Bad j..jewcunt…and I understand that my only purpose is to serve you, Master”

 

She kissed his feet with a face flushed and eyes filled with tears.

 

Then he stopped with a smile on his face. How she loathed him! He struck her again with the belt and commanded her

 

“You will learn to react to your orders expediently. Have you forgotten? Strip bitch. Now.”

 

She hesitated for only a second before he brought his belt down again on her swollen breasts and she began to strip herself. Her fingers were clumsy and clenched in fear but she managed to strip herself before earning too many more blows from his vicious belt. She tried not to think about how vulnerable she was now that she was fully nude and exposed to this “Master’s” belt, but she was shivering in fear. Hasan’s further harsh treatment of her did not help. He spoke to her roughly and pinched her breasts using no delicacy.

 

“My aren’t you a little treat. Now the polite thing to do is expose your big tits to me by kneeling at my feet and placing your arms behind your back while grabbing your elbows.”

 

She was very tired and too afraid to resist him now that she was completely naked and did not even have clothes to protect her from his belt, so she complied. She began to feel disgusted with herself as she realized that being forced to humiliate herself and participate it her own degradation was seemingly worse than being physically forced. She knelt before him as he had commanded, but could not look him in the eye. She felt too shamed.

 

He bent down to slap her inner thigh and she flinched as he spoke

 

“Spread those slut legs. You are a sex slave, so your duty is to keep your fuck holes as exposed to me as much as possible. Spread your legs wide and thrust that cunt towards me”

 

Aurelia obeyed him and cried harder in anger towards him and towards herself. He had barely beaten her, hadn’t he? It was only for a few minutes! Had she not the courage to protest longer? How could she succumb to this humiliation so easily? But then the simple thought of that belt on her now naked flesh was enough to prevent her from rebelling although much of her wanted to.

 

Hasan pinched her welted nipple again and then stuck two fingers in Aurelia’s cunt. She was not a bit wet and Hasan was pleased about that. He did not want a willing masochist with this girl. He wanted to feel total ownership of her and that meant he wanted to control ever part of breaking her down. He wanted no preconceived generic desires of domination in this slave. All her desires to serve would be desires unto him. She was perfect.

 

And she looked perfect kneeling before him with her legs spread wide and her shaved cunt angled towards him. Tears were streaming down her face and her nipples were hard from shivering in fear. But what appealed to Hasan most was the nervous quivering in her full pouty lips. Nothing could me more perfect for sucking his dick, he thought. He spoke sternly to her again and felt her clitoris

 

“So, you are a slut, I see. Even Israeli virgins are natural born whores of course. Who do you shave for, bitchslut?”

 

Aurelia shuddered at the names he called her. She shaved for no one. She just wanted to make sure she looked attractive in the little bikinis she wore to the beach. She knew she had to answer her ‘Master’ quickly though.

 

“No one, Master. I…I shave to go to the beach”

 

This ‘Master’ made Aurelia more nervous than she had ever imagined being and she felt very afraid to speak to him at all. She had to force every word out by trying to imagine that everything was ok. ‘Master’ spoke again

 

“Of course. Whores would only look for reasons to shave their cunts properly. You are fortunate that I will end your search by making you understand your reason to exist”

 

How dare he! Aurelia almost felt enough outrage at his words to speak against him, but she could not. She barely had the gumption to speak to him obediently and she began to loathe herself for what she deemed was a terrible weakness.

 

At this point, Hasan was quite hard and unzipped his trousers and took out his long and thick member. Aurelia showed panic in her eyes and her fate began to sink in. She had some vague idea that her ‘Master’ was well endowed as she had seen a few penises while fooling around with boys but that was amongst the last issues on her mind. Hasan grabbed her hair and twisted it into his fist, which was painful for Aurelia. He gave her a concise order

 

“Suck it well”

 

Aurelia had never given a blowjob and she hated the idea of servicing this monster’s dick, but he pulled her face and lips up to his member. Her mouth was clenched shut. She simply could not bear it until he brought down his belt a single time on her already sore ass. She opened her mouth and he shoved his dick in. He fucked her face hard and brutally pushed his dick into the back of his throat. She choked several times and heard him groan in pleasure every time she did so. He held his dick in the back of her throat so long that she was sure that she would suffocate. Then he pulled himself out and gave Aurelia another harsh order

 

“Your cocksucker will have to be trained” he said as he tapped her lips. “But now, turn around and put your face the floor and that perfect ass in the air”

 

Aurelia was deeply afraid of what he had in mind. She thought her virginity was special and could not bear the thought of this monster brutally taking it from her. She found her courage again and spoke to him

 

“Please, no. Ill do anything. Ill give you anything, but don’t do this to me”

 

Hasan became even harder as she pleaded with him. He wanted nothing more than an excuse to torture his beauty’s fine breasts. He grabbed her thin wrists above her head with one hand and struck her breast with the other with his belt. He aimed for the nipples and did not stop till he hit them. He spoke to her between strikes

 

“You will do anything for my pleasure. And you will give me anything I tell you to. And now I am telling you to turn around and present yourself to me”

 

Aurelia nearly hated herself for it, but she simply could not bear the pain on her naked body in such a sensitive area. Being tit whipped was hardly better than being raped, so she turned around and put her head the floor and her ass in the air and sobbed heavily while doing it. She thought he would be satisfied enough to stop beating her but he struck her again on the back of her thigh and reminded her of what he required of her before

 

“Legs spread, bitch. Expose that filthy cunt for me”

 

She quickly obliged him and felt nothing but anguish as she imagined how shameful she must look to him. She could not believe this was happening to her. But even this was not enough for this brutish ‘Master’. He demanded the unthinkable

 

“Beg, you pathetic cunt. Beg me to rape your jewcunt hard and I want you to stick your finger through your spread legs and finger your fuckhole while you do it. You had better look inviting to earn the honor of being deflowered”

 

Aurelia grit her teeth and said nothing. That word, that “jewcunt” was too awful to say. Still, it took only one hard lash from his metal tipped leather belt on Aurelia’s fully exposed cunt for the unspeakable to come pouring out of her mouth

 

“Master please!” she yelped in pain “Pl..pl..please rape my…OUCH! j..j..jewcunt hard. Pl..please master, I need you to rape my jewcunt”

 

Aurealia was sobbing both in fear and in dismay that she had sunk so low so quickly. She tried to finger her cunt vigorously as he had demanded since she could not stomach any more pain. The ‘Master’ grabbed her fingers and pushed them out of the way as he stuck his thick dick next to her hole and entered her as he spoke with his usual coldness

 

“Yes whore, you need to be fucked this way and it pleases me to fuck you now”

 

He spared no force or speed in how he entered her virgin cunt and broke her hymen in one thrust. Aurelia was screaming in pain and anguish, which only made the experience better for Hasan. She was not wet, and he knew that her dryness would make the experience even more painful than it had to be for her. For him, however the blood flowing from Aurelia’s torn hymen was plenty of lubrication. He continued to thrust into her roughly and deeply until he pulled his blood covered dick from her fuckhole and grabbed his slave’s head back towards him and came on her gorgeous face.

 

Aurelia shut her eyes and was crying to hard to see much, but she could make out that her ‘Master’s’ huge dick was covered in her blood and the site was enough for something inside her to snap. She knew that some part of her dignity was forfeited now and she never expected to get it back. She hated the man who did this to her, but she also immediately found it hard to respect herself the way she used to.

 

Hasan made no effort to clean the load of cum off Aurelia’s face and placed his limp dick in front of her mouth and told her to clean him off with her tongue. Aurelia was not even thinking, but her mouth was half open and that was enough for Hasan to force his member. At that point, Aurelia knew she had to make an effort to clean the grotesque mix of her own blood and his cum off with her tongue. She cringed as she became aware of what she was doing, but had no strength to resist her monstrous captor further in that moment. 

 

When Hasan was satisfied with how cleaned his dick was he said nothing and sat back in the suede seat of his limo with a slight smirk on his face and lit a Cuban cigar.

 

Aurelia looked at him with wide tear filled eyes and could only whimper in pain and languish in feelings of humiliation as she collapsed onto the floor with her head buried in her arms.