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Persian Bitch For An Arab Master 
by Sonya Esperanto (sonyaesperanto_15@hotmail.com)

***

A racist Persian lady becomes the mind control slave of 
an Arab guy she was racist against. (MF, oral, anal, 
bd, mc)

***

It was a quite day at McDonalds. Farah was enjoying her 
salad meal. She didn't eat fatty stuff as she wanted to 
remain slim and fit.

She was eating McDonalds somewhere in Texas, where she 
lived and worked. 

Farah was 28; slim, had nice olive complexion, long 
black hair, hazel coloured brown eyes, very fit, very 
sexy, very good looking and was very proud of her 
Persian heritage.

As she sat and ate by herself on one table, she saw two 
other tables not far from her. One had two white Anglo 
American kids in their teenage years eating and making 
jokes. Another had an Arab guy eating his Big Mac. He 
was fat. 

On the table where the two white boys were sat down 
eating and drinking, Farah could hear what they were 
talking about. 

One boy had medium blond hair and the other had brown 
hair. 

Both were skinny geeky types. 

Farah listened to a joke they were making. It was about 
Arabs. As the two kids laughed, she also started 
laughing. As she continued laughing, she then noticed 
that the two boys started looking at her direction.

"Sorry about that. You know we are just making a joke," 
the Blond kid smiled. 

"Oh no. I don't care about that. I thought it was 
funny. 

That's all," Farah smiled at the Blond kid.

"Wow so you are cool about our jokes. I am surprised," 
the kid with the brown hair said.

"Surprised? Why?" Farah asked.

"Well because you are the first Arab lady we know who 
doesn't care about what jokes we make about Arabs," the 
kid with the brown hair smiled.

"I am no Arab," Farah started getting annoyed and 
scowled at them.

Persians resented being mistaken for Arabs by 
Westerners.

"So you're Hispanic?" the Blond kid smiled at her.

"I am not Hispanic either," Farah gave him angry look 
too.

Persians hated being mistaken for Hispanics either.

"So what are you then?" the Blond kid tried being 
polite but was worried that the look Farah gave him was 
as if she was going to eat his brains out.

"I'm Persian," Farah shot him a strong look.

"So you're Persian?" the brown haired kid tried getting 
it straight.

"That is what I said," Farah still upset about their 
comments about her.

"Sorry lady. We just thought that Persians were Arabs. 
That's all," the Blond kid stopped smiling and trying 
to hint that they meant no harm or offence.

"Persians are not Arabs. We are a great ancient 
civilization. We build things. We gave the world maths, 
science, architecture, arts etc etc. Arabs are 
disgusting creatures. They look ugly. They are fat. 
They eat crocodile meat. They are lucky that they got 
oil because without oil they are nothing," Farah 
letting all her frustration out. 

To some extent Farah was correct. While she, like many 
Persian American women, were not religious and often 
dressed up in sexy attires and lived the Western dream, 
many Arab women wore headscarves and allowed their 
religion and men to rule over them, even while living 
in the West.

The fat Arab guy who sat not far from Farah got up from 
his seat and walked towards where Farah was sat. He 
stood by her table.

"I find your comments very insulting. It is your 
country Iran that supports global terrorism," the fat 
guy shot her a strong look.

"All the suicide bombers are filthy disgusting Arab 
creatures," Farah screamed at him.

"I think we better get out of here," the Blond kid told 
the other kid.

"Good idea," the brown haired kids responded.

Both Anglo kids got up their seats and walked away. 

"Look what you said is incorrect. We Arabs have 
contributed to maths and science," the fat Arab guy 
said.

The fat Arab guy had thinning black hair; strong black 
eyes, very fat, strong Semitic features and same height 
as Farah.

"You people have contributed nothing," Farah smirking.

As Farah smirked, she noticed that the fat Arab guy was 
eyeing her up-and-down.

"Listen how much you charge?" the fat Arab guy started 
smiling.

"Charge?" Farah was astonished at the question. She got 
the idea that he was hinting that she was some kind of 
prostitute for hire, as she had been dressed very sexy 
and did not wear a burka.

Farah shook her head, thinking that all Arabs men were 
disgusting savages who paid women for sex.

"So where are you from?" Farah asked.

"I am from Dubai," the Arab guy nodded and still 
continued smiling.

"And what is your name?" Farah asked him.

"I am Sayed," the fat Arab guy smiled.

Farah got up from her seat and picked up her bag. 

"Well Sayed. Fuck off. I don't date Arabs. Arabs are 
beneath us Persians," Farah told him off.

As Farah was about to walk off, Sayed grabbed her right 
arm. Farah turned around and saw how angry he looked. 

"Hey let go of me," Farah shouted. 

"You are one stupid bitch you know that. I am trying to 
be nice to you. I just want to be your friend," Sayed 
was looking angry.

As Sayed tried to kiss her, she kicked him on the 
balls. 

He let go of her and fell to the floor.

As Farah tried walking away, she screamed at him, "Stay 
away from me you dirty Arab."

She knew that Sayed wanted to have sex with her because 
she was attractive.

Farah walked out of the McDonalds restaurant.

As Sayed was still inside the McDonalds restaurant, 
trying to get up, he was contemplating revenge.

"You will pay for this you Persian bitch," Sayed 
mumbling to himself.


ONE MONTH LATER

It was Thursday evening. Farah just got back from work 
and she saw a package by her doorstep. Farah worked as 
a gym instructor. She picked up the package, took out 
her house key and got inside her house.

She lived all by herself but had seen guys regularly 
and never stayed with any one of them for long as she 
cherished her freedom. 

Farah took a shower and changed into something more 
comfortable. 

She wore a hot pants and a small leather jacket, 
revealing her black bra. Underneath her hot pants was 
her black panty.

Farah was sat by her dining table and opened up her 
package.

It was a couple of CDs. Relaxing yoga type CDs. Three 
CDs. 

She didn't know how it came from but thought that it 
was probably from some of her girlfriends who were into 
this kind of spiritual NEW Age yoga thing. 

Farah walked towards her lounge, turned her laptop on, 
put in a CD and listened to what she perceived as 
relaxing music. As the music played some harmonious 
beat, she sat down, rested her back against the sofa 
seat and closed her eyes.

This is the life, she thought. She was going to call 
her friends later. To ask who of them sent it to her. 
But for now, she just wanted to sit down and relax. 

After sitting down for ten minutes, her mind was 
allowing itself to be free and going into some deep 
flow. 

Her subconscious part listened to every single word. 
Including the ones that were going to start 
brainwashing her.

"Your mind is being emptied for re-programming. As you 
have continued listening to the words of this CD, you 
would enter a new phase. Your mind will enter a new 
phase. That of obedience. Your mind is bringing back 
the memory of the Arab guy that you fought with at 
McDonalds. The one named Sayed. Your heart feels guilty 
for having been rude to him and now you know that you 
are to make up for your behaviour towards him as he is 
innocent and you attacked him," the CD continued 
brainwashing her.

The CD gave her three instructions:

- to remember what Sayed's cell phone number was

- to tell him to come over to her place

- to tell him that she is to be his obedient slave for 
as long as she lives

The CD continued brainwashing her subconscious part.

"At the count of ten you shall wake up. Once you wake 
up, your new programming shall take effect. Ten. Nine. 
Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One," the CD 
finished counting. The CD stopped.

Farah woke up. She looked all around her. She now knew 
what she must do. She has to call Sayed, apologise to 
him and also to giver herself to him. As his slave. A 
part of her hated it but she had to make up for the way 
she acted towards him and only slavery to him would 
compensate for it.

Farah walked towards her bag and picked up her cell 
phone. She called Sayed's number. She waited for a 
while until he picked up.

"Hello who is this?" Sayed asked from the other side.

"Hello. Sayed. It's me. Farah," Farah said.

She sighed as she talked to him.

"Farah. Who are you?" Sayed asked in an angry tone.

"I was the woman who was rude to you about a month ago. 
In McDonalds. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for the 
way I acted. I want to make up for it," Farah sounding 
guilty but also just as scared for having to call him 
like this for no logical reason.

"Oh right. You were the Persian woman who called me a 
dirty Arab. Now I remember you," Sayed sounding all 
bold as if his feelings were hurt.

"Yes. Listen I want to make up for what I said and how 
rude I was to you. Listen. Do you want me to come to 
your place?" Farah asked.

"No Farah. I will come to yours. Tell me where you 
live," Sayed suggested.

Farah told Sayd where she lived.

"Ok. I'll see you there at say nine. Once I am there we 
can discuss how you can atone for what you did. Bye," 
Sayed hung up rudely and on purpose too.

Sayed smiled. 

Everything worked according to plan. He didn't need to 
ask her where she lived. Just a couple of briberies and 
the people at her working place told him all her 
details.

As he often ate at McDonalds, he always saw her there 
(long before he tried hitting on her and she never paid 
attention to him or someone like him). At one point 
when she was sat all by herself, he was sitting in an 
opposite KFC and the spy he hired sat next to him. He 
gave the spy the binoculars and pointed to him who his 
target was. 

It was from that onwards, that the spy followed Farah 
and learned where she worked. It took nearly a whole 
month but it paid off. Sayed had time and money at his 
disposal (he was wealthy).

Sayed hired someone to create for him a Mind Control CD 
and had it all wrapped up and sent to her place.

It was finally paying off. And Sayed was contemplating 
the fun he was going to have with his new "Persian 
slave" or "Persian bitch".

**

It was nine o' clock in the evening and there was a 
knock on Farah's front door. She walked towards it and 
opened the door. 

Sayed stood outside her doorstep. She noticed that he 
was carrying a suitcase.

"Come in," Farah letting him through.

Sayed walked past her.

Farah closed the front door.

"Would you like a seat," Farah leading him towards the 
lounge.

"Don't mind if I do," Sayed walked towards the sofa and 
sat down. 

As he sat down, she could smell him. He didn't bathe 
that day but then again as far as Persian stereotypes 
were concerned, they never did. 

"Would you like a drink?" Farah behaving politely.

"Coffee," Sayed started becoming bossy.

Farah walked towards the kitchen and made Sayed a cup 
of coffee. She went back towards the lounge and placed 
on the table in front of the sofa.

Sayed picked up the cup and started sipping on it.

"I called you here to say that I am sorry for the way I 
treated you at McDonalds. I am really sorry and now I 
have to make up for it," Farah admitting even if she 
did not want to.

Sayed put down his cup of coffee.

"So you want to make up for it? How do you plan to make 
up for it?" Sayed getting excited but trying not to 
smile…. yet.

"Sayed I'll do anything you want," Farah gulped.

"What? You'll do anything I want," Sayed said.

The mind programming was taking an effect on her brain 
cell. She was giving herself away and putting herself 
down for... slavery.

"Sayed what I did was wrong. I'm offering myself to 
you. My life is yours. I am giving myself to you. As 
your personal slave," Farah sighed.

Sayed smiled. His crotch was getting stiff.

"So you are surrendering yourself to me. Offering 
yourself to me…as my slave," Sayed started smiling.

"For as long as you want. My life is yours. I will do 
anything you want. Anything. I am giving myself to you 
as your slave," Farah automatically saying things that 
she would not want to say but knew that she had to say 
for no good reason.

"I will do anything to make you happy," Farah sighed.

"This is good to be true," Sayed smiled.

He eyed Farah up-and-down.

"Ok. Now these are the rules. From now on you must call 
me Sahib. Do you understand," Sayed becoming drunk with 
his power over her.

"Yes…Sahib," Farah responded meekly.

"Sahib" was Arabic for "Master".

"Good," Sayed starting to smile wickedly. 

"And I will always refer to you as …slave. Now come 
here and kneel before me," Sayed pointing to the spot 
in front of him.

"Yes Sahib," Farah meekly responded.

She walked towards the spot in front of him and knelt 
before him. 

As she knelt before him, Sayed started laughing.

"I finally get my revenge," Sayed laughed….cruelly.

A part of Farah feared that he was going to do nasty 
things to her and make her do humiliating and degrading 
things.

"You know what you are. You are a Persian bitch. Say 
it," Sayed shouted.

"I am a Persian bitch," Farah meekly said.

Sayed laughed.

"Say it again...slave," Sayed intent on humiliating 
her.

"I am a Persian bitch," Farah meekly responded for the 
second time.

Sayed made her say it...for about 20 times.

Farah started looking and feeling low.

As Farah still knelt before him, he pulled down his 
zipper and strokes his cock out.

"I want you to give me a good blowjob. Got that slave," 
Sayed cruelly grabbing her by her long black hair.

"Got it...Sahib," Farah looking scared.

She saw his cock. It was a large cock. She opened her 
mouth and started sucking his cock. She could smell his 
cock and it stunk like the rest of his body.

She was sucking him and stroking the side of his cock, 
so as to get him to ejaculate inside her mouth. 

"Wow slave. You give a good blowjob," Sayed putting a 

hand on her head, as if keeping her in her place

Farah continued sucking his cock until he started 
ejaculating lots of his Arab sperm into her mouth. She 
knew she was drinking and taking in Arab sperm. The 
thought of what she was doing disgusted her but she was 
a slave. She had no rights now and had to do this 
really demeaning act. 

She hoped no one she knew saw her doing something like 
this. 

Farah sucked his cock for nearly an hour until Sayed 
told her to stop.

She looked at him with Arab sperm stain all over her 
proud Persian jaw.

"You look better this way. To have my more superior 
Arab sperm all over that arrogant Persian face of 
yours," Sayed mocking her.

Farah looked at him with not just a sense of self-
defeat but also giving him the look that he was 
succeeding in having humiliated her.

"Slave your name is Farah right?" Sayed asked.

"Yes Sahib," Farah meekly looked up to him.

"From now your name is Who-Ra. Got it," Sayed making 
fun of her name.

"Got it Sahib," Farah responded.

Sayed picked up his coffee, quickly finished his drink 
and handed it to Farah.

"Put this away and then come back here," Sayed pointing 
to the spot where she was kneeling.

Farah got up and walked away with the cup.

Farah returned to the same spot where she knelt 
earlier. 

Her "master" was now standing up.

"Who-Ra I want you to take off your clothes. All of 
it," Sayed smiling towards her, as his cock got more 
stiffened. 

"Yes Sahib," Farah responded very fearfully. This was 
the moment she dreaded.

Farah got off her slippers and tucked them to the side. 
She then stripped off her small leather jacket and also 
tossed it aside. 

"Yes Who Ra. Take it all off," Sayed smiling wickedly 
and having a horny look on his fat Arab face.

Farah unzipped her hot pants and tossed it aside. 

Farah was only left to her black bar and black panty. 

She looked hot and sexy in it. 

Sayed licked his fat lips like some kind of wolf.

Farah then took off her black bar and tossed it aside. 

Sayed could see that she had large pale breasts. Farah 
then pulled down her black panty and tossed it aside. 
She was revealing her black pubic hair to her Arab 
master.

"Excellent," Sayed licking his lips.

Farah gulped. There was no way out of this one. She 
gave herself away to him as a slave and now has to pay 
the price for it.

On top of the wooden table, there were stacks of 
magazines. With one swoosh from his fat left arm, Sayed 
pushed all of them towards the carpeted lounge floor. 

"You have a nice body Who Ra. Real nice body," Sayed 
walking all around her. 

As Sayed kept on waling, he patted her ass very 
strongly with one hand and groped one of her breasts 
with the other. Farah moaned. Sayed laughed.

"Now I want you to go to this table. Climb on it and 
position yourself like a dog," Sayed pointed to the 
wooden table. 

"Yes Sahib," Farah responded. 

Farah walked towards the table. As the table was not so 
high, she easily climbed on top of it and positioned 
herself to be on all fours. The ends of her feet were 
to the side of the table. 

Sayed was eyeing her ass. He walked behind her. He 
unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He put his 
hands on her ass, groping it really hard.

"Now this is what I want you to do. While I fuck your 
Persian ass, I want you to put those nice Persian 
fingers into your smelly pussy and finger yourself, 
like the whore you are. Got it," Sayed commanding.

"Yes Sahib," Farah obeying and sealing her fate.

Sayed thrust his fat smelly cock into her ass. Farah 
squirmed in pain. Not only was his cock huge but it was 
also jamming her tiny asshole. 

Farah positioned her body a bit upwards and started 
using some fingers from both her hands and she started 
fingering her pussy. She was playing with her clitoris. 
She further moaned as playing with her sexual organ was 
getting her excited, as much as her ass getting fucked 
from behind.

Sayed then grabbed one of her hands and helped her 
continue to finger herself.

Farah screamed louder and louder.

"That's it Who Ra. You know you are a whore. That is 
what you are. Say it," Sayed hammering her ass and 
helping her to fuck herself.

"I...I am a whore Sahib. That is what I am," Farah 
saying it as she cummed to her own fingers. 

Sayed laughed with sexual excitement. 

"Now while you continue to finger your smelly Persian 
pussy, I am going to play with those nice boobs of 
yours," Sayed letting go off her hand and started 
groping both her boobs, squeezing them both very hard. 

Farah started screaming much louder. Her nearest 
neighbour was actually a mile away and so no one would 
hear her scream at all. Sayed was hurting her boobs. 
His groping was hurting her and her boobs felt like 
they were burning. 

Sayed was enjoying himself. He was fucking her ass and 
hurting her boobs. 

With one strong pull, he squeezed her boobs and pulled 
her upper body backwards while still ramming her ass, 
flooding it with lots and lots of Arab sperm (from 
Dubai). 

Both Farah and Sayed screamed loudly and extremely 
sexually at the same time. As Farah was being pulled by 
her boobs, she closed her eyes and tears flowed down 
her brown eyes, from both fear and pain.

Sayed finally pulled his cock out of her ass. He saw 
his sperm flooding her Persian asshole. He grinned. He 
pushed her upper body down, so as to make her go on all 
fours on top of the table. He walked towards her face 
and he was stroking his cock towards her face. Some of 
his sperm squirted on her face. Sayed laughed.

"Look what you made me do. I want you to clean my dick 
with your mouth. Understand that Who Ra," Sayed shouted 
at her.

He yanked her long black hair really hard. 

Farah nodded.

"Yes Sahib. I will do as you command," Farah nodding 
like some kind of Indian Kowloon boy. 

She was starting to get more and more scared of him. 
Not only was he cruelly fucking her and humiliating her 
but his shouting was also getting to her.

Farah opened her mouth.

Sayed quickly thrust his cock inside her jaw. 

His cock was hurting her jaw and making it ache.

Farah started sucking his cock, so as to clean the 
sperm stain all over it. 

"Now that feels nice. To have a rude mouth like yours 
working this way," Sayed looking down on her.

As she was giving him oral sex, she continued to finger 
herself. 

Sayed enjoyed his cock being taken care of. 

After 20 minutes, Sayed hit her on the head.

"Ok Who Ra you can stop now," Sayed said.

Farah opened her mouth and he pulled his large cock out 
of her jaw. 

"Stop playing with yourself and lie down on your sofa," 
Sayed ordered her.

"Yes…Sahib," Farah slowly stopped fingering herself. 
She got off the table and walked to the sofa. She laid 
her back on it.

Sayed could see her cum oozing out of her pussy and her 
black pubic hair now looked sticky and stained.

"Clean your fingers with your mouth," Sayed ordered.

Farah started sucking on her cum-stained fingers. 

Sayed enjoyed the sight of her like this. He just 
laughed and laughed.

"You Persian women really are whores. You let any man 
fuck you and you drink your own cum in front of them. 
What such disgusting creatures you are," Sayed laughing 
at her. 

Sayed took off his clothes until he was also completely 
naked.

Farah could see how fat he was. his body disgusted her.

But she still had to fuck and service him.

As Farah continued sucking her own fingers, Sayed then 
gave her a scowling look.

"I think your fingers are clean already. You can stop 
cleaning your fingers Who Ra," Sayed sneered.

"Farah stopped sucking her fingers and pulled them out 
of her mouth.

"Now let's go to the kitchen," Sayed suggested.

Farah got up from the sofa, saying, "As you say Sahib."

As Farah lived in a two-storey house, the kitchen was 
in the same floor as the lounge. 

Farah walked towards where the kitchen was. Sayed 
followed her from behind, looking at her moving ass.

Farah's kitchen was very large. It had a stove. It had 
cabinets. It had an oven. It was also very clean. As 
white as snow.

Sayed led her by the hand towards one of the kitchen 
counters and helped her sit up. She was revealing her 
stained black pubic hair to him. 

Sayed thrust his cock into her pussy while squeezing 
her boobs.

Farah started screaming again, like she did before. His 
cock was hurting her pussy really bad. It also smelled 
really terrible too.

Sayed also started screaming. 

"I always wanted to fuck a Persian woman inside her own 
kitchen. Especially when it is so nice and clean," 
Sayed sneering at her. 

As Sayed continued hammering her pussy, he then started 
going down on her right nipple and started sucking on 
it really really hard.

Farah shook her head frantically. She had never felt so 
much pain. 

As his mouth was sucking very hard on her right nipple, 
his right hand's fingers were twisting and pulling at 
her left nipple. 

Farah felt his Arab saliva touching her soft Persian 
nipple.

She begged for all of this to be over.

Sayed stopped sucking on her right nipple and also 
stopped twisting and pulling on her left one.

Sayed started sucking now on her left nipple and 
twisting and pulling on her right one while at the same 
time hammering her pussy without mercy.

Sayed was having his way with her.

Sayed enjoyed touching her flesh and abusing it this 
way. To him this was what he always wanted to do to 
Persian girls. Especially ones who hurt his Arab 
feelings. 

Sayed stopped sucking on her left nipple and now 
started twisting and pulling on it, like he was doing 
her right one.

With one cruel pull, Farah screamed really really loud.

Her scream was music to his ears. 

"Now I want you to raise your legs high up in the air," 
Sayed letting go off her nipples and started grabbing 
her thighs.

Farah started raising her legs as high on the air as 
she can, making it out as if she was spreading her legs 
upwards. 

Sayed was using her thighs as if they were reins while 
at the same time continuing to fuck her pussy. 

Sayed was starting to fuck her pussy a lot harder now.

He continued to put more sperm into her pussy. His 
sperm were flooding her frontal sexual body organ, even 
touching the inner side that was near her anus.

After an hour, Sayed pulled his cock out of her and let 
go of her thighs. 

Sayed could see his sperm stain on her pubic hair.

This time there was more sperm stain (on her pussy) 
than even the ones he left on her anus.

"Who Ra you are full of Arab sperm," Sayed breaking out 
into his chuckle.

"Yes Sahib," Farah acknowledging her inferiority.

Sayed looked at his own dick. His dick hole was still 
steaming with Dubai sperm.

"Who Ra get down here on your knees and clean me off," 
Sayed pointing to the spot in front of him.

"Yes Sahib," Farah bowed.

She got off the counter, walked to him and knelt before 
him. She opened her mouth, grabbed his cock and out 
into her mouth, slowly lapping her tongue and using her 
jaw muscles to clean off his own sperm stain.

"You really are good at giving a head," Sayed 
complimenting her blowjob skills.

Farah just sucked and sucked and sucked, like as if 
some mentally trained soldier.

After cleaning his cock for fifteen minutes, he hit her 
on the head.

"Ok you can stop now. I think I want to go to your 
bedroom," Sayed looking down on her.

"As you wish Sahib," Farah meekly responding.

Farah got up from her knees. She led him out of her 
kitchen. She then led him down the corridor. She then 
walked up the stairs. Sayed followed her. 

As Farah walked up the stairs, Sayed saw his sperm 
dripping out from her asshole, towards the steps. 

Sayed licked his lips, as he enjoyed what he was 
seeing. 

"I can see my sperm dripping out of your ass," Sayed 
commented.

Farah felt his smelling hot sperm inside her anus and 
cunt. 

She hated his sperm and the way it smelled.

Once they were on the upper floor, Farah walked towards 
a bedroom door and pushed through it.

Farah's bedroom was big. There was a large bed in the 
middle, with four bed posts on each side. 

"This is excellent," Sayed thinking of what other 
things he could do to her.

Farah just stood naked by her bed's edge.

"I want you to lie faced down on your bed Who Ra," 
Sayed walking behind her and spanking her ass really 
hard.

"Yes Sahib," Farah responded.

He saw her climb on top of her own bed and she lied 
face down. 

Sayed helped spread her arms and legs towards the bed 
posts. She was now spread eagled except she faced the 
bed and not the ceiling. He could see her abused ass. 

"There," Sayed smiling.

Sayed's cock was getting more stiff from all this 
excitement. 

"Now stay here and don't move," Sahib walking out the 
bedroom door.

"Yes Sahib," Farah made a low response as she faced 
downwards.

Sayed walked down the stairs, towards the lounge.

His suitcase was still lying on the sofa. He picked up 
his suitcase and then walked towards the stairs, 
heading right up and all the way back to the bedroom.

Once Sayed was in the bedroom, he placed his suitcase 
by her table counter. 

He opened his suitcase.

"All the things I need," Sayed smiled.

The suitcase was filled up with sex toys, normally used 
for bondage and BDSM.

The first things Sayed took out were his set of 
handcuffs. 

4 sets of handcuffs. 

He placed them by the counter and took one of them 
first.

Sayed walked to the bed.

Sayed walked to where Farah's right arm was, took her 
right hand's wrist and cuffed it with one end of the 
hand cuff. He then cuffed the other end towards the 
upper bed post to the right. 

"Too bad you don't have any neighbours but then again 
here in the south, people love living far away from 
everyone else," Sayed breaking out into some truthful 
cynical laughter.

Sayed then went back to the counter, picked up a second 
hand cuff, went to the bed and cuffed Farah's right 
ankle to the bed post nearest to it.

By cuffing an ankle and a wrist first, Sayed was partly 
stretching up her body. 

Sayed finally cuffed her left wrist and ankle.

As Farah's body was now totally helpless and stretched 
up, this meant that she now had no chance of minimizing 
any pain inflicted upon her.

Sayed licked his lips. He climbed on top of the bed and 
laid his fat body over her back.

Farah sighed, as his weight was too heavy even for 
someone as fit and strong as her. she whimpered in 
defeat and in pain.

Sayed then thrust his cock up her asshole.

Farah screamed really loud. 

Sayed started fucking her ass as she lied faced down. 

He started fucking her ass faster and faster.

Farah just screamed and cried. Tears were flowing down 
her beautiful brown eyes. This was even worser pain 
than any he had inflicted upon her that night.

"You like that huh. Huh. You like that you fucking 
bitch," Sayed hurting her ass and at the same time 
yanking her hair really hard.

Farah screamed as she felt her body was being broken 
and being pulled apart, as the cuff wrists kept her 
body stretched and Sayed (her master) was flooding more 
sperm inside her body. This time his sperm felt like 
they were drowning her organs from the inside. 

Farah felt tired out and her vision was becoming blurry 
and hard.

Sayed finally pulled out of her ass. Her brown ass 
cheeks were much fully covered now and coated with his 
white sticky Dubai sperm.

Sayed got off the bed, walked to where his opened 
suitcase was and took out a vibrator.

Sayed went back to the bed and thrust the large 8 inch-
size vibrator up her ass. 

Farah screamed really loud.

Sayed laughed at her pain and agony.

The sight of her helplessness and state of pain and not 
being able to do anything about it was the best form of 
excitement he has ever gotten. 

The vibrator was ripping her already stretched up ass 
further apart. 

Sayed then SWITCHED it on.

The vibrator was working itself inside Farah's ass.

After 15 minutes of having the vibrator break her ass, 
he switched it off and took it out and placed it back 
by the counter.

Sayed went once more back behind her and stared fucking 
her anally as the vibrator's actions made him excited 
to fuck her from behind once more. 

Farah's mind was in mental agony.

After fucking her from behind, he finally stopped.

He also un-cuffed her wrists and ankles from the bed 
posts. 

"Who Ra, turn around," Sayed commanded.

An exhausted abused Farah tried moving her arms and 
legs and tried turning around. Just by moving her 
muscles like this further worsened her pain.

Sayed saw how defeated and hurt she looked.

Farah looked really weak. The physical agony was too 
much for her body.

Sayed knew that if she became too weak, the fun would 
eventually stop.

"Do you have any power drink?" Sayed kindly asked.

Farah nodded….weakly and meekly.

"In the fridge. Red Bull," she whimpered.

Red Bull was a power drink.

Sayed went down to her kitchen and came back with a Red 
Bull drink for her.

"Drink this," Sayed holding the back of her head while 
forcing the Red Bull can drink down her throat. His 
Persian slave was drinking and drinking and taking it 
all down in her body. 

"How do you really feel?" Sayed asked.

"Much better…Sahib," Farah looked stronger and ok 
again. 

Sayed placed the Red Bull can by her bedside table. 

"I just want you to lie down here," Sayed walking away.

Sayed headed down the stairs and towards the lounge. He 
sat down by the sofa and turned on the TV with a remote 
control. He needed to give his slave some time to 
recover. Her body needed to properly heal. That much he 
knew.

After thirty minutes of watching the news, he turned 
off the TV and headed back upstairs towards Farah's 
bedroom.

Farah still lied on the bed.

"Now time to have some fun again," Sayed smiled.

Sayed cuffed her ankles and wrists towards the four bed 
posts that it was previously cuffed to.

She was once more spread eagled and her body once more 
stretched up.

Sayed could see that his sperm stain on her pubic hair 
dried up. Her black pubic hair was now having a certain 
odour and looked like black mashed potatoes that had 
been cooked up.

Sayed also took the same vibrator that he used on her 
before. This time he thrust up her cunt and switched it 
on.

The vibrator was pleasuring her already broken up 
Persian pussy.

Farah closed her eyes and sexually moaned, as if the 
machine was making love to her.

Sayed then cruelly pulled the vibrator out of her cunt 
and thn thrust it instead onto her ass.

Farah screamed really really loud, as the pain was 
unexpected.

Farah was shaking her head frantically. 

Sayed finally switched the vibrator off and took it out 
her ass, snickering and laughing at his own cruel 
actions.

"You Persians are such loud screamers," Sayed shaking 
his head.

He then moved the vibratot towards her face and she saw 
the vibrator. Her eyes shot up in horror.

"Your cum stain is still on it. I think you should 
clean it as I can still smell your smelly Persian cum 
on it," Sayed said.

Farah opened her mouth and Sayed pushed to her mouth.

She started sucking on the vibrator, like as if it was 
a human cock.

Sayed snickered as he watched her suck on it, looking 
him directly in the eyes and looking defeated. It was 
as if she was begging him to stop torturing her like 
this.

Sucking on the vibrator's front bit was hurting her jaw 
and making it really ache badly.

After making her suck on his vibrator, he pulled it out 
and finally placed it back it in his suitcase.

Sayed then took out something.

A candle stick. He placed it by the suitcase. 

A match box. He took out a match stick and set up a 
small fire. He lighted the candle stick.

Sayed picked up the candle stick and went to the bed, 
climbing next to Farah.

Farah's eyes were full of horror. She saw the candle 
stick with its small burning flame she knew what to 
expect next and how painful this was going to be.

Farah wanted to say no.

Farah wanted to protest.

But she was a slave and as a slave she had to please 
her master at the expense of her own happiness and 
comfort.

Sayed moved the candle towards her right nipple.

A drop from the candle wax towards her right nipple.

Farah screamed really loud.

Her right nipple instantly became red, instead of 
brown.

Sayed then move the candle towards her left nipple.

He let out a wax drip towards her left nipple.

Farah screamed once more. 

Her left nipple was just as red as her right one.

Sayed then went down to her pussy.

He noticed that her black pubic hair had gotten thicker 
from his sperm stain holding her pubic hair together.

Sayed was pissed.

He tucked the end bit of the candle stick towards her 
cunt.

Farah screamed as her pussy was being treated as some 
kind of candle butt holder.

Sayed went to where his suitcase was and took out what 
looked like a powerful hair shaver.

He pulled the candle stick out of her pussy and placed 
its butt on her reddened right nipple.

Farah felt pain on her right nipple, as the butt and 
her nipple were in physical contact.

Sayed started shaving her pubic hair. 

Farah's pussy felt refreshed after feeling more and 
more of her stained pubic hair being removed from her 
body.

Sayed left the last pubic hair bits by her pussy bone.

He placed the shaver back to the suitcase and took out 
what looked like some kind of wet cloth. He placed the 
wet cloth on Farah's pussy and with one pull, it pulled 
out all her last remaining black pubic hair bits.

Farah screamed.

Sayed tossed the wet cloth on the bedroom floor.

He took the candle stick from her right nipple and then 
moved it closer to her shaven off pussy.

He let some candle wax drip on her pussy.

Farah frantically screamed. It was far more painful on 
her pussy than on her nipples.

Sayed's saliva dripped down to her pussy. 

This was the best moment of this entire night.

The moment of moments.

He let more and more candle wax drip towards her pussy.

Farah's brown Persian pussy became more and more 
copper-ish in appearance.

After Sayed tired of inflicting wax drippings on her 
pussy, he blew off the candle stick flame. He tossed it 
on the floor and then thrust his cock into her pussy.

His cock was hurting her abused pussy.

Farah screamed as Sayed was getting carried away with 
his "abusing" of her body.

Sayed fucked her pussy while at the same time squeezed 
her boobs together and taking turns to suck each nipple 
very hardly and always with the other un-sucked nipple 
being twisted and pulled.

Sayed just fucked her frontally and was using her boobs 
as something to hold on to, squeezing them roughly.

Farah screamed and screamed and screamed.

Sayed could see her really crying it all out.

He was making her life a living hell.

Sayed finally stopped fucking her and squeezing her 
boobs.

"We need a break," Sayed said.

**

Sayed and Farah were inside the bathroom. 

They were inside the shower tub.

As Sayed was fucking her ass from behind, he was 
guiding her fingers towards her pussy, making her 
finger herself like a cheap whore.

With one thrust up her ass, Sayed and Farah both 
screamed.

He kept on thrusting her anally this way until he got 
tired.

As they were in the shower tub, Farah ran them a hot 
warm bubble bath. They both lied inside the tub.

Farah was washing her master's body very lovingly, 
while he was fondling with her breasts.

She had never seen Sayed so excited in his life.

"You are the best slave I ever had. Obedient. 
Beautiful. 

You know what I think Who Ra?" Sayed smilingly asking 
Farah.

"No Sahib. I don't know what you are thinking about," 
Farah washing his body and rinsing it with soap, while 
on her knees.

"I think every Arab man should have a Persian slave 
like you," Sayed smiling.

Farah gulped at what he just said.

"Now that you belong to me I think I will keep you for 
a while. I will make you go to Arabic school to learn 
Arabic. And when I finally return to Dubai I will take 
you with me. And when I am finally tired of you I will 
just sell you off. I think you are worth about ten 
thousand dinars. A Persian slave costs even more than a 
white slave, black slave or Oriental slave," Sayed 
chuckling and not caring at all about how she felt 
about all this.

When they finished bathing, they finally went back to 
Farah's bedroom.

Farah was once more in bondage like before. Faced down. 
Her Sahib was fucking her ass and as he fucked her ass 
she was worried about her new life and the future that 
awaited her. 

After raping her anally, he un-cuffed her wrists and 
ankles.

That same night he was fucking her pussy and sucking on 
her boobs, when the lights in the bedroom were finally 
off.

As her master was asleep, his cock was still inside her 
pussy. It squirted some sperm into her vagina and she 
could not fall asleep that easily.

Many questions were racing in her mind.

Is this my fate?

Is this the end of me?

Will I become this melly disgusting Arab's whore in 
Dubai?

But most important of all.

Is this the end?

The End?

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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