care of our every need. Zabar ordered, “I’ll have the filet mignon medium rare, and a bottle of your best champagne,’ and for you Nick?” I took my turn, “I’ll be having the prime rib rare, and a double shot of bourbon.”
We made small talk, and I found out that Zabar was from Sadie Arabia. His father was one of several kings, and he owned his own oil fields. I sat and listened while he told me how he made his fortune. I had a few more bourbons, and we headed back to my room.
“Would you like a drink”, I asked as I poured one for myself? “No, thanks, but I do have one request.” “What would that be Zabar?” I asked, getting a little nervous. He replied, “I would like to bathe you before we become sexual.” “Wouldn’t it be more intimate if we showered together?” I said wondering what was next.
He laughed and said, “This isn’t about intimacy Nick, and you have to be sitting down.” “I have essential oils and incents for this bath to relax you before.” “All right”, I replied. “It’s just a bath.”
As we were walking to the bathroom, Zabar said, “There is something I must explain to you before our sexual act.” “I’m well-endowed and most men need to be relaxed before being intimate with me.”
“The bath and incents assist in that process.” He sat there waiting for me to relax and said, “The hookah will be delivered in momentarily, and it will also relax you.” “What the fuck was a hookah…? Who the fuck did he think needed it?” I knew this was too good to be true, and when I saw Jason it was on. “What the fuck ever,” I thought; I was here now, and I had agreed to this. I was high anyway, and I wouldn’t feel a thing because the coke always heightened my pleasure.
I watched as Zabar ran the bath and lit incense. I felt like I was in another place and time. I slid off my boxers and stepped into the warm oily water. The scent was somehow arousing, and I began to relax. Zabar walked into the next room to answer the door. I sat there for about ten minutes almost entranced, and he reentered the room. “How do you feel Nick?” he asked. “This is amazing I’ve never felt so relaxed, and he began rubbing my shoulders.”
“Nick, your body is incredible,” and I stepped from the tub. He gently dried my body, and began massaging my penis. I was rock hard in minutes.
The feeling was so amazing; I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. My head fell back as he took me in his mouth stroking me until I exploded. We moved to the bedroom where the hookah had been placed. I took a couple of hits, and my head began to spin.
“What the hell had happened?” I thought. I woke in such pain I couldn’t move, and where the hell was Zabar, and what had taken place?” I must have passed out from the coke, and too much alcohol, on top of the hookah. “What was wet…?.”
I looked down to see the blood all over the sheets, and it was coming from me. I tried to raise my body up from the bed and realized my hands were tied.
I had to think. Every muscle in my body hurt, but I had to free my hands. I yanked until I passed out from the pain only to wake in the same predicament.
Where the hell was a housekeeper when you needed one? I didn’t want anyone to find me like this. I lay there for what seemed like hours, when I heard a knock at the door. “Housekeeping,” I heard a woman’s voice say. “Is anyone in here?” I yelled, “Help me please and all I remembered next were her screams as she exited the room.
I heard people entering the room saying they were paramedics, and we’re here to help you. I couldn’t see their faces, but I could hear them talking. I don’t know if I passed out from embarrassment or exhaustion. I woke in the hospital with the doctor saying they needed to do surgery. He spoke and said, “Mr. Green can you hear me?” “We need to do surgery right away and require you to sign a few consent forms.”
“Yes doctor, I
We made small talk, and I found out that Zabar was from Sadie Arabia. His father was one of several kings, and he owned his own oil fields. I sat and listened while he told me how he made his fortune. I had a few more bourbons, and we headed back to my room.
“Would you like a drink”, I asked as I poured one for myself? “No, thanks, but I do have one request.” “What would that be Zabar?” I asked, getting a little nervous. He replied, “I would like to bathe you before we become sexual.” “Wouldn’t it be more intimate if we showered together?” I said wondering what was next.
He laughed and said, “This isn’t about intimacy Nick, and you have to be sitting down.” “I have essential oils and incents for this bath to relax you before.” “All right”, I replied. “It’s just a bath.”
As we were walking to the bathroom, Zabar said, “There is something I must explain to you before our sexual act.” “I’m well-endowed and most men need to be relaxed before being intimate with me.”
“The bath and incents assist in that process.” He sat there waiting for me to relax and said, “The hookah will be delivered in momentarily, and it will also relax you.” “What the fuck was a hookah…? Who the fuck did he think needed it?” I knew this was too good to be true, and when I saw Jason it was on. “What the fuck ever,” I thought; I was here now, and I had agreed to this. I was high anyway, and I wouldn’t feel a thing because the coke always heightened my pleasure.
I watched as Zabar ran the bath and lit incense. I felt like I was in another place and time. I slid off my boxers and stepped into the warm oily water. The scent was somehow arousing, and I began to relax. Zabar walked into the next room to answer the door. I sat there for about ten minutes almost entranced, and he reentered the room. “How do you feel Nick?” he asked. “This is amazing I’ve never felt so relaxed, and he began rubbing my shoulders.”
“Nick, your body is incredible,” and I stepped from the tub. He gently dried my body, and began massaging my penis. I was rock hard in minutes.
The feeling was so amazing; I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. My head fell back as he took me in his mouth stroking me until I exploded. We moved to the bedroom where the hookah had been placed. I took a couple of hits, and my head began to spin.
“What the hell had happened?” I thought. I woke in such pain I couldn’t move, and where the hell was Zabar, and what had taken place?” I must have passed out from the coke, and too much alcohol, on top of the hookah. “What was wet…?.”
I looked down to see the blood all over the sheets, and it was coming from me. I tried to raise my body up from the bed and realized my hands were tied.
I had to think. Every muscle in my body hurt, but I had to free my hands. I yanked until I passed out from the pain only to wake in the same predicament.
Where the hell was a housekeeper when you needed one? I didn’t want anyone to find me like this. I lay there for what seemed like hours, when I heard a knock at the door. “Housekeeping,” I heard a woman’s voice say. “Is anyone in here?” I yelled, “Help me please and all I remembered next were her screams as she exited the room.
I heard people entering the room saying they were paramedics, and we’re here to help you. I couldn’t see their faces, but I could hear them talking. I don’t know if I passed out from embarrassment or exhaustion. I woke in the hospital with the doctor saying they needed to do surgery. He spoke and said, “Mr. Green can you hear me?” “We need to do surgery right away and require you to sign a few consent forms.”
“Yes doctor, I
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