"No ... no..." Savita shrieked. "It's indecent .. it's inhuman." She thrashed wildly, but futilely, for the sheik's men held her arms in an iron grip. Within moments, they secured her wrists and ankles to stout metal cuffs, spreading her thighs obscenely wide, so that their countrymen could get a good luck at Savita's glistening pleasure bud.
"Do you think we whipped you hard before, whore?" Salah chuckled evilly. "Wait until we make these beauties our targets!" he sneered as he ran a hairy hand across Savita's mouthwatering treasures, marveling at how the delicious globes were at once soft and yet firm, and enjoying the bold perfection of her impudent nipples.
"It is indeed a day of great good fortune, to be sure," Ali waxed enthusiastically. "But with what instruments, do you think, our noble sheikh will punish those sinful mounds?"
"I care not," Ahmed the butcher responded. "Whichsoever he chooses, Salah and Aled will use them well, inshallah!" | "It looks like we're going to get a chance to punish those juicy tits, whore!" Salah muttered as he and Adel wrenched Savita's slender wrists into place and locked them in the metal cuffs.
The two men had already taken special care to jerk her legs well back before cuffing her ankles, the better to accentuate the magnificent thrust of her naked breasts.
"Look at those slut-nipples," Ahmed muttered excitedly to Ali. "Even from here, I can see that they're as firm as the pits of Persian dates.
Ali licked at the corners of his mouth as he, too, ogled the sturdy tips of Savita's bold-thrusting pleasure melons. "All glory to Sheikh Al Harun!" he bellowed in hopes that his adulatory comments would stiffen the resolve of the sheikh's muscular henchmen. |