FIVE
The sun had long since set outside the windows of the room. Abdul disrobed and brought his fat body over to the bed she was laying on, to stare greedily at her naked body.
"American women are all sluttish whores!" he exulted, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her. He pulled her legs apart and rolled onto her. She stared up dully. She felt his erect penis rub against her cunt mound, then the head pushed aside her cuntlips and entered her.
She grunted as his fat frame squashed her into the bed, and his fat cock plunged up into her belly. He began pumping against her with furious, but inexpert thrusts. Ramming his hips forward against her groin, and smearing his sweaty, slimy skin against hers, until his sperm jetted down into her.
He pulled her body tightly against him, his face nuzzling into her throat, as his hands fondled her breasts and slid down into her groin. Amy shuddered in sexual heat, her body shivering with it's pent up need.
The next day dawned early for Amy, who hadn't slept at all, despite her exhaustion. She lay awake, her mind in turmoil, pondering the amazing changes that had come to her. Wondering at how thoroughly her body's sexual desires had taken control of her.
Abdul woke with his hands still around her breasts. He squeezed them delightedly, then stroked her smooth, pale skin. His face nuzzled in her golden blonde hair as he fondled his new present happily.
She felt his erecting cock pressed against her buttocks as he mumbled something in arabic. Then he gripped her hair and pushed her downward until her face was against his groin.
She opened her lips resignedly and slurped in his cockhead, then sucked in the rest of his organ, slithering her tongue up and down the filthy thing, as Abdul purred contentedly. He lay back supine, relaxing as she bobbed her head up and down on his tool, bringing it quickly to full erection in her mouth.
Abdul abruptly yanked her away from him and jerked her upward again, pushing her over onto her belly beside him.
His hand stroked and fondled her buttocks, squeezing the plump rounded cheeks with delight. Then he rolled atop her, squashing her into the mattress with his enormous weight.
His cockhead pushed insistently against her crinkled anus, and Amy groaned in excitement as he pushed forward firmly, to force his moistened' cock into her rectum. Once there he didn't wait at all, but began humping against her with brutal force.
His enormous weight slammed into her body with debilitating force, pressing her deep into the mattress as he shoved his cock down into her asshole. He groaned and made happy grunting noises as his cock slid deeper and deeper into the blonde girl's asstube.
Amy gritted her teeth against the rising storm of lust his massive intruding tool was creating. She felt his cockhead mash against the end of her rectum and Abdul began bouncing up and down, using the recoil of the mattress to help him skewer her anus.
Amy gripped the blankets between whitened fingers as she tried to fight down the whirling tomado of passion, to regain control of her body. Then she exploded in gut wrenching orgasms. Her lower body rippled with electric shocks at his brutal sodomizing. Her asshole felt afire with crackling searing energy as his fat girl fucker thrust repeatedly into her small hole. She felt his balls slapping against her ass cheeks as he delightedly ass fucked the little blonde for all she was worth. Finally, he gurgled in joy and spewed forth his load of jism, sending it flooding down into the blonde's guts to coat her bowels with hot white juice.
He grunted in satisfaction and jumped off the bed, leaving her in a sweating heap. After he left two large women came in and fetched her.
They brought her back to the washing room again, and bathed her tired body. She was brought to where Abdul was working at his desk and ordered to stand behind him, eyes down. Abdul mostly ignored her, though his visitors didn't.
Amy couldn't understand anything that was said between him and his visitors. Several times, she guessed as a reward for something. He gave her to one or another visitor. On those occasions the delighted man would drag her into a side room and quickly push her forward across a table and enter her.
There would follow, a frenzied, one sided fucking, with the happy man thrusting himself repeatedly into her tight cunt sheathe until he spewed forth a white wad of cum, and then he would zip up and leave. These occasions merely raised her passions higher and higher, ending too soon to give her relief. She was in desperate misery as she stood behind Abdul, her cunt burning with need.
Abdul seemed to be taking every possible opportunity to degrade and demean the blonde. Several times a day, always before witnesses, he would make her give his dirty feet a tongue washing.
She was forced to shuffle along behind him, wherever he went, naked save for her chains. Sometimes he would have her wear her uniform, only to then force her to strip in front of him and his excited guests, and then masturbate. To Amy's mortification, she would often cum, when abused by his friends or when masturbating. She simply couldn't help herself.
Every night, he would stroke, fondle, and tease her until she was in tears from her bodies screaming need, then would thrust his manhood deep into her cuntpit and bring her to a shuddering climax.
The sex itself seemed to be secondary to him, he was far more interested in dominating and humiliating her, in proving his absolute mastery over the young blonde.
Sometimes, he would tie her limbs to the comer of the bed and use various sexual toys, anything from high speed vibrators to feathers, to drive her nearly mad with sexual desire, each time pulling back before she could cum. He would force her to beg and plead, in abject sobbing misery, before he would consent to enter her and relieve her desperate need.
During one luncheon, Amy was startled to find several Americans present. They were from the U.S. embassy.
Abdul made a show of introducing her to them just before the meal. There were four of them and all were startled as Abdul dragged over the blonde woman, naked and in chains.
He held her beside him, forcing her head up by his grip in her hair, and introduced each man one by one to her. They were extremely uneasy and seemed embarrassed to be confronted by her.
They mumbled hello's while refusing to meet her eyes, preferring to look at the floor or out the window, though when she wasn't looking at them, their eyes ravished her body continuously.
Abdul made the most of his opportunities to debase her during the meal. He forced the naked girl to kneel beside him as he ate. The uncomfortable Americans tried to ignore her presence as best they could. Abdul continually drew attention to her by feeding her little scraps from his plate, or by reaching down to fondle her breasts.
The conversation was in english of course, and for the first time in many days, if not weeks, Amy could understand what people were saying.
It wasn't very interesting, having to do with some rebels or other, but she was intoxicated just the same. After the meal Abdul led his guests over to a group of plushly stuffed chairs. Amy knelt beside his chair of course. The conversation turned, by Abdul's design, to women.
"You Americans simply do not know how to treat women." he oozed.
"Now see this one?" he ran his fingers through Amy's hair.
" This is an American girl, yet see how well she is trained?"
He turned to leer down at Amy.
"You girl! Lie there and abuse yourself!" he ordered. Amy slumped forward a bit, then lay herself out on her back in the middle of the sitting men and spread her legs apart.
The American men grimaced in distaste and drew back as Amy began stroking her crotch with trembling fingers.
"This really isn't necessary Abdul." one protested weakly.