you like to see yourself slave?”
“If it pleases Master,” she said, her desire to see her new face driving her insane with curiosity.
“Then you may turn and gaze at yourself,” he said, waving his hand to gesture she should pivot in where she stood.
She did as he commanded and was now facing a full-length mirror. She gasped at her appearance, never before feeling as beautiful as she did now. The sandals and pants did nothing to hide her legs, their gossamer appearance merely enhancing her long legs. Her nipples seemed huge under the magnifying lenses, but rather than lightly blending into her pale flesh, they now stood out in a rather dark pink color. But it was her face that captivated her. Her blue eyes stood out with the dark blue/black liner etched around them. Her eyelids started out as a pale blue and became a silver/blue up near her brows, making her gaze extremely sexy. Her lips were now an outrageously deep red, looking like blood, making her mouth look ever so inviting. Finally, the rings and chains between her nose and ears completed the picture, and Samihah felt every bit like a harem slave.
“Well slave, what say you?” prompted the Sheik; leaning to the side of his chair so he could see the look in her eyes.
“Thank you Master! Forgive this lowly slave for saying she feels beautiful!”
He laughed hard, feeling he had made the right choice with this one. Samihah had no idea that it was the Sheik who initially found her, not Ryan. His son Hakim was exceptionally gifted with computers and had searched the world for a specific woman with grown daughters. For all the parameters the Sheik required the list was not very long and Samihah and her family had the highest probability to accept and even thrive within the lifestyle he envisioned. Seeing Samihah’s reaction now that she was permanently marked as a slave confirmed that he had made the right decision.
Ready to sample his new prize he said, “Crawl to me slave and show me how your mouth may please your Master.”
Samihah sank to her knees and dropped onto her hands, slowly slinking around to face her seated Master. She lowered her head to just above the floor and approached like a cat stalking her prey. When she reached his slightly parted feet she began by kissing each of his toes. Then she licked her way up one foot and then the other, before kissing her way up his legs. He moved his legs farther apart and smiled when she crawled under his robe rather than assume she could open it.
Samihah was totally focused on delivering her softest most feminine attentions as she climbed toward his crotch and the ultimate prize she craved. But she was intent on abasing herself totally for him, committed to proving her worth as a pleasure slave, one designed to service her owner. By the time she was between his thighs he had fully parted his legs and loosened the sash on his robes. He opened them as her mouth reached his balls, licking and sucking around his crinkled scrotum. Then she slowly licked her way up the bottom of his shaft, fully erect and leaking the clear fluid of his arousal.
He marveled at the sensuousness of the bitch, she was truly a natural sex slave he thought. Ryan had done well unleashing her animal instincts and stripping her of all her inhibitions. As she slowly engulfed his cock in her hot, wet mouth, he knew that this aspect of her persona was perfect for his needs, even though there was something else he required for her to be perfect. But that was for later, now was for him delving into this side of her persona. As she now sucked his cock from root to tip with her tongue continually whirling along its length with each stroke, she proved her devotion to him.
Feeling his cock pulse inside her mouth made him want to feel her other offerings. He grabbed her by the hair, yanked her mouth from his cock, and spun her around, before forcing her head down. She cried, “Thank you Master,” with her ass now facing the Sheik.
He slid
“If it pleases Master,” she said, her desire to see her new face driving her insane with curiosity.
“Then you may turn and gaze at yourself,” he said, waving his hand to gesture she should pivot in where she stood.
She did as he commanded and was now facing a full-length mirror. She gasped at her appearance, never before feeling as beautiful as she did now. The sandals and pants did nothing to hide her legs, their gossamer appearance merely enhancing her long legs. Her nipples seemed huge under the magnifying lenses, but rather than lightly blending into her pale flesh, they now stood out in a rather dark pink color. But it was her face that captivated her. Her blue eyes stood out with the dark blue/black liner etched around them. Her eyelids started out as a pale blue and became a silver/blue up near her brows, making her gaze extremely sexy. Her lips were now an outrageously deep red, looking like blood, making her mouth look ever so inviting. Finally, the rings and chains between her nose and ears completed the picture, and Samihah felt every bit like a harem slave.
“Well slave, what say you?” prompted the Sheik; leaning to the side of his chair so he could see the look in her eyes.
“Thank you Master! Forgive this lowly slave for saying she feels beautiful!”
He laughed hard, feeling he had made the right choice with this one. Samihah had no idea that it was the Sheik who initially found her, not Ryan. His son Hakim was exceptionally gifted with computers and had searched the world for a specific woman with grown daughters. For all the parameters the Sheik required the list was not very long and Samihah and her family had the highest probability to accept and even thrive within the lifestyle he envisioned. Seeing Samihah’s reaction now that she was permanently marked as a slave confirmed that he had made the right decision.
Ready to sample his new prize he said, “Crawl to me slave and show me how your mouth may please your Master.”
Samihah sank to her knees and dropped onto her hands, slowly slinking around to face her seated Master. She lowered her head to just above the floor and approached like a cat stalking her prey. When she reached his slightly parted feet she began by kissing each of his toes. Then she licked her way up one foot and then the other, before kissing her way up his legs. He moved his legs farther apart and smiled when she crawled under his robe rather than assume she could open it.
Samihah was totally focused on delivering her softest most feminine attentions as she climbed toward his crotch and the ultimate prize she craved. But she was intent on abasing herself totally for him, committed to proving her worth as a pleasure slave, one designed to service her owner. By the time she was between his thighs he had fully parted his legs and loosened the sash on his robes. He opened them as her mouth reached his balls, licking and sucking around his crinkled scrotum. Then she slowly licked her way up the bottom of his shaft, fully erect and leaking the clear fluid of his arousal.
He marveled at the sensuousness of the bitch, she was truly a natural sex slave he thought. Ryan had done well unleashing her animal instincts and stripping her of all her inhibitions. As she slowly engulfed his cock in her hot, wet mouth, he knew that this aspect of her persona was perfect for his needs, even though there was something else he required for her to be perfect. But that was for later, now was for him delving into this side of her persona. As she now sucked his cock from root to tip with her tongue continually whirling along its length with each stroke, she proved her devotion to him.
Feeling his cock pulse inside her mouth made him want to feel her other offerings. He grabbed her by the hair, yanked her mouth from his cock, and spun her around, before forcing her head down. She cried, “Thank you Master,” with her ass now facing the Sheik.
He slid
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