Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Arabian Night Dreamer (FM, slave, cons)
Date: 1 Oct 1995 21:48:24 GMT

			     Arabian Day

	I live in a Mid-East country/city. One day I go shopping in
the bazaar. I am dressed in a long, concealing dress, in accordance
w/the local mores, but with nothing underneath, in deference to the
heat. I enter a small antique shop, which I have never been to before.
As I am browsing, I notice a pair of ornamented silver bracelets. What
is curious about them is that they are connected by a silver chain. I
also notice the proprietor. He is dark-haired and bearded, short but
muscular. I find him very attractive.

	"I notice Madam is admiring the slave manacles," he says.

	"Slave manacles?", I ask, but of course I knew what they were.
That's why I couldn't keep my eyes off them. The proprietor seems
unable to keep his eyes off me, especially off my large breasts,
rising and falling quickly under my dress. "Why are they so ornate, I
ask, trying to make conversation, but becoming flustered.

	"Why not?" he asks. "The men of ancient times enjoyed
ornamenting their beautiful slave girls. Perhaps Madam would like to
try them on?" he asks, and without waiting for my reply, snaps the
manacles on my wrist. I gasp with surprise, feeling the metal snugly
encircling my wrists, and the man's hands still on mine.

	"They're... they're beautiful," I breathe, "but please take
them off now."

	"Of course," he says, and begins searching his pockets for a
key. "It's here somewhere," he says, looking through his desk.
Meanwhile I am becoming more excited, though I try not to show it.
"The key must be in the back of the shop. Come with me," he says, and
I follow.

	Once we are in the back room of the shop, his manner changes.
He pushes me against a wall and grabs my short blond hair in one hand,
and kisses me hard. I I struggle at first, but his kiss makes me weak
in the knees. He senses my capitulation, and throws me down on a pile
of Oriental carpets. "My beautiful blonde slave girl!" he cries,
raising my dress until he can reach my full breasts. He grabs my
breasts, pinching the erect pink nipples, then swirling his tongue
around and around them until I moan. Then he bites them hard. I squeal
with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and try to pull away.

	"Trying to resist me, slave?" he says. "I'll teach you a
lesson!" He rolls me over quickly, lifting the back of my dress, and
begins to spank my bare ass. He hits lightly at first, then harder and
harder. I gasp and cry out, squirming in his grasp, hating it and
loving it at the same time. Just when I think I can't take any more,
he stops. "Now you are ready for me!" he cries, rolling me back over.

	He's right, I'm incredibly hot. My pussy is dripping, yearning
to be penetrated. I've always fantasized being treated this way, and
now it's happening. "Yes, take me, please," I cry. He pulls off his
robe and I stare at his stout dark cock, and his muscular body looming
over me. He pulls my legs over his shoulders and enters me.

	I cry out at the wonderful feeling. He fucks me hard and fast,
and I'm so excited that I come almost immediately. He smiles down at
me, then begins a slow, rhythmic stroke with his cock. He leans over
and kisses me deeply, and I open my mouth eagerly to his probing
tongue. I realize that he is synchronizing the strokes of his cock in
my cunt and his tongue in my mouth. I feel as if I am being double
fucked, and I love it. I want to embrace him, but cannot with my hands
still bound. Knowing that I am chained adds to my excitement.

	I begin panting and tossing my head side to side. He speeds up
his strokes, and we come together, I screaming and arching my back, he
groaning and throwing back his head.

	After a final kiss he withdraws, and I lie there in bliss. The
proprietor then finds the key and releases me from the slave manacles,
but only after I promise to shop at his store again. I'm looking
forward to it!

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		 From the collection of -=*<Rough Rider>*=-
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