"C'mon!" called out Sydney, racing outside onto the surf wearing nothing but
her tiny black bikini.
Sydney's lover chased her across the froth-covered beach, the night air
chilly, the rushing waves sending shivers through Syd and her pursuing stallion.
Laughing as she splashed across the water lapping at the sticky sand, Sydney led
her man to the secluded grotto where they made love every day beneath the
sweltering sun. Sydney slowed so that her lover could catch her, she grinned
while he wheezed after her, the poor boy was out of shape, luckily Syd's
missions for Deuce kept her in fighting trim.
Sydney's wandering thoughts left her unguarded when her lover tackled her to
the wet sand. Syd wrestled with her love, breaking out of his powerful hold and
climbing atop him. Sydney caught her love's thick wrists and pinned them over
his head, they both laughed carelessly, then Sydney's blue eyes grew hot and she
kissed her lover hard, rubbing her crotch over her man's growing bulge.
"Didn't you get enough this afternoon?" sighed Sydney's love while the
dark-haired Danger Girl yanked down his wet swimming trunks.
"But I'm still hungry," pouted Sydney, her blue eyes bright before she
lowered her mouth to her lover's stiff rod.
Sydney's lover groaned and tossed his head while Syd slurped wildly on her
man's thick shaft. Watching her lover's ecstatic grimaces, Sydney licked the
length of her lover's member, relishing the taste of it before she swallowed it
again whole and gulped every throbbing inch of man meat down her throat to her
lover's hairy balls.
Syd's man combed his trembling fingers through the lithe beauty's silky dark
brown mane, he shuddered while Sydney rubbed her puckered lips up and down his
veined pole, her cool fingers stroking the long lance as her lips kissed and
sucked her lover's heavy balls.
As she sucked hungrily on her lover's engorged meat, Sydney flossed her
throbbing pussy with the wet string of her bikini thong, she worked the strand
through her sopping wet cunt lips, moaning while she deep-throated her writhing
lover.
Just before her man shot his load into her warm mouth, Sydney untied the
strings holding her thong up, then tossed the tiny garment aside to mount her
lover's flushed face. Holding her lover's head between her flushed pink thighs,
Sydney buried her fingers in her man's thick, black hair as he nuzzled his mouth
inside Syd's honey-drenched snatch, licking and tonguing Sydney's hot, aching
cunt. Panting, biting her quivering lower lip, Sydney bucked atop her lover's
face, grinding her melting pussy into her lover's slurping mouth, her
tide-splashed belly shuddering as her man brought her to orgasm over and over
again.
Throwing Sydney to the sticky sand and mounting her, Syd's lover was about to
fill her gaping pussy with cock when a cell phone chimed shrilly from the beach
house.
"Please don't go," begged Sydney, clinging to her man's neck when he tried to
rise from the surf.
"It may be important, I'll be right back, love," smiled Sydney's lover,
kissing her pert nose before leaving her spread-eagled on her back upon the
lapping tide.
Sydney sighed and gazed up at the glittering stars, a cold wave washed over
her naked body, she shivered from its chill embrace, she supposed they could
pick things up in the bedroom, where it was much drier and warmer.
Syd was just beginning to rise to her feet when rough hands caught her
shoulders and thrust her back into the clinging sand. Sydney screamed while her
wrists and ankles were bound in rough hemp, she was staked spread-eagled upon
the beach, the tide rushing in to crash over her helpless body.
"My, what have we found here, a tender sweet meat for the market?" leered a
gap-toothed ruffian with greasy black hair and a stained crimson scarf wrapped
about his head.
"She looks ready and willing, she does!" cackled a second hunched pirate, his
two front teeth gleaming gold.
When Sydney screamed out her lover's name, Gap Tooth forced a filthy scarf
into Syd's mouth.
"Can I take a turn with her now?" drooled Gold Tooth.
"Aye, what's the harm? I'll keep an eye out for her buck," growled Gap Tooth,
fingering a wicked knife from his sash.
Sydney shrieked into her gag when Gold Tooth mounted her, shoving his fat
prick through her yawning pussy, humping obscenely between her spread-eagled
legs, panting and drooling over Syd's rolling tits.
"Ah, such lovely mounds!" sighed Gold Tooth, milking and kneading Sydney's
firm, swaying breasts, painfully pinching the hard caramel nipples between dirty
fingers while he plowed into Sydney's warm belly over and over again.
After Gold Tooth spilled his sticky load over Sydney's puffy, sore mound, Gap
Tooth yanked out the stakes pinning Sydney to the beach and rolled the naked
Danger Girl onto her lean stomach. Driving the stakes back into the crusty sand,
Gap Tooth lifted up Sydney's luscious ass and speared deep into Syd's clenched
anus. Sydney wept bitterly as the groping pirate reamed her tight sphincter,
spanking her creamy cheeks until they burned scarlet, slapping wetly into Syd's
uplifted ass while she clawed at the surf and blinked hot tears from her blue
eyes.
With her wrists tied behind her back, Sydney knelt on the beach with her head
pulled back while Gap Tooth and Gold Tooth ejaculated over her beautiful face
and heaving breasts. Tying a strip of black cloth over Sydney's burning blue
eyes, the burly pirates yanked the naked, cum-drenched Danger Girl to her bare
feet and dragged her off the beach to a waiting shuttle. Shivering violently in
the middle of the water-logged boat, blind, gagged, and bound, Sydney swayed
with the rolling of the shuttle as her pirate captors rowed out into the
sea...towards a black ship that awaited its new prize.
*****
Two
Sydney was lifted up from the shuttle in a tight leather
harness. Drawn over a metal railing, callused hands released Sydney and pawed
her naked, shivering body until the familiar sweaty hands of Gap Tooth clasped
about her arms and led her, still blindfolded and gagged, into the great black
ship's iron hold.
The stenches of unwashed bodies and human waste made Sydney's
stomach turn while she was dragged between two ranks of filthy bunks, each with
a naked girl cuffed to her bed. Gap Tooth lifted Sydney onto an empty top bunk,
then turned her onto her left side so he could yank off the chaffing hemp rope
binding Syd's wrists. Pulling the blindfolded Danger Girl's raw wrists over her
head, Gap Tooth snapped on a pair of handcuffs, chaining Sydney to the bed rail
of her bunk.
Sydney moaned into her dirty gag when Gap Tooth ran his clammy
tongue over the taut swells of her bruised buttocks. Still burning from her
recent spanking while staked to the beach, Sydney's ass cheeks quivered as Gap
Tooth licked through the musky cleft of her ass, salivating when he tasted
Sydney's puffy snatch and pouting bung still throbbing from her
reaming.
"Quit fucking with the merchandise and stick her already!"
howled Gold Tooth from the hatchway of the enormous hold.
Sydney whimpered when a cold needle jabbed into the right side
of her neck. Syd immediately began to feel drowsy, she fought the drug racing
through her bloodstream, but it was a vain battle, her naked body became limp as
consciousness slipped away into a numb fog.
***
Sydney gasped when a freezing spray of gushing water
pounded her prone body. Syd could hear the alarmed squeals of the other slave
girls as the pirates washed down their merchandise. Strong, rough hands grabbed
at Sydney, she was rolled from side to side, thick fingers probed her anus and
pussy, it didn't feel like Gap Tooth's lewd gropings, it was a clinical
examination of livestock. Sydney was left sobbing into her gag, the questing
hands moved on to the next piece of flesh, Syd tugged uselessly on her cuffed
wrists, her dripping breasts rose, her bladder was full, but Sydney was too
self-conscious to piss in her bunk just yet.
After the water hose was shut off, those rough,
clinical hands returned to Sydney. Syd's right nipple was caught and pinched,
Sydney screamed into her gag when her tender breast bud was pierced, then a tag
was fastened to the plain wire nipple ring attached to Sydney's swollen
caramel.
Heavy footfalls faded away, then the ship hold was
sealed shut. Sydney rolled onto her right side and pissed onto the hold floor,
from the acrid stench, she was not the only one.
***
Weak from dehydration, Sydney didn't make a sound
when she was released from her handcuffs and lowered down to the slick deck of
the hold. Staggering on bare feet, Sydney had to be half-carried out of the
reeking hold, familiar sweaty palms hugged Sydney's supple waist, squeezing a
rounded buttock before Syd was led through the open hatch and up a short stair
to blessedly clean, salty air.
Sydney's gag and blindfold were removed, Syd blinked
her burning blue eyes, the sun nearly blinded her, but after a few moments she
could make out the pirates herding a group of naked, terrified, underfed girls
of every race and color.
Gap Tooth leered at Sydney and squeezed a milky
breast before shoving her into the milling herd. Another pirate turned on a hose
and sprayed down the squealing, shivering girls, then they were led to a long
table where each dripping slave was given a bowl of gruel and a cup of
water.
Sydney was eager to take her seat and dig into her
gruel when Gap Tooth pulled her away and pushed her towards the stern of the
ship. Glaring at her ugly captor, Sydney moved along and entered a hatch leading
to the crew's quarters.
Padding along a corridor past crew barracks and mess
halls filled with delicious smells that made Syd's stomach growl, the naked
Danger Girl was guided by pokes from Gap Tooth to a single closed
hatch.
Gap Tooth stepped past Sydney and pounded on the
metal door. "I got the one you wanted to see, Cap'n!"
"Bring her in!"
Gap Tooth spun the wheel unlocking the hatch and
pulled Sydney through. Syd stumbled on the other side, the hatch slammed shut
behind her, she was left trembling, her pale arms wrapped beneath her quivering
breasts.
"I thought I recognized you," nodded a huge black
eating at a small side table. "You're Sydney Savage, aren't you?"
"Who?" croaked Syd, her blue eyes drawn to the feast
laid out before the muscular, bare-chested captain.
"You're being clever, but don't deny it, I know you
by sight, the Hammer Empire put quite a price on your head before you brought
them down along with your lovely companions."
Sydney sighed and slumped her creamy shoulders, her
eyes couldn't leave the roast duck gleaming with sauce, the sweetly-scented
bread, greens, succulent fruit, heady red wine...
"Ah, yes, you haven't eaten since your capture! Come,
sit across from me!"
Without further urging Sydney shuffled across the
spacious cabin to the empty seat facing the captain. Not waiting to be coaxed,
Sydney quickly filled a plate and tore into the tender, mouthwatering duck, she
devoured several warm buttered rolls, then drained the glass of red that the
grinning captain offered her.
"We treat our slaves harshly, but that prepares them
for their new lives in the Middle East and Asia. White women fetch a high price
in the Arab slave markets and the flesh pots of Southeast Asia, I could retire
comfortably on what I'll make from your sale."
As the dizziness of hunger and thirst left Sydney,
her mind cleared. "Why did you want to see me? Curiosity?"
"Yes, I was curious," nodded the black. "Danger Girls
are held in awe by many, and I begin to understand why, you dazzle your foes
with your incredible beauty."
Sydney blushed beneath the captain's hot gaze, she
sipped from her third glass of wine, her vision blurring a little from the
alcohol inside her.
Rising from his chair, the big black gathered Sydney
into his massive arms. Syd lay her cool palms upon the wide-shouldered black's
gleaming chest, she murmured a soft protest when he laid her out upon his bunk,
then, before she knew it, the captain's bald ebony head was between her parted
thighs, his mouth on her aching pussy, his tongue driving into her puckered
vulva, coaxing sweet vaginal nectar from Sydney's moist slit.
Sydney was so drunk she could only lay back and
listen to the captain wetly slurping and smacking on her throbbing cunt. Syd's
spread-eagled knees wobbled when the captain brought her over the edge to
orgasm, her pelvis shuddered, warm juices ran from her gaping twat, quickly
lapped up by the amorous black.
The captain stood, then sat Sydney up, his large left
hand cradling the nape of her neck while his right dragged down the zipper of
his trousers. Sydney blinked at the massive ebony cock poking up at her, then
the captain rubbed his enormous prick head over Sydney's moaning lips until she
opened her warm mouth and swallowed as much of the black's cock as her yawning
jaws could bear. Still holding Syd's nape, the captain shoved his ebony member
deep into Sydney's gagging throat. Sydney moaned around her mouthful of black
dick, she slobbered all over the fat veined shaft, drool covered her chin while
she sucked and licked the enormous prick working its way in and out of her
gulping throat.
The captain dragged out his cock from Sydney's
slurping lips, he rubbed his prick tip over each of Syd's caramel nipples,
making them wet and gleaming with saliva and pale pre-cum from a dribbling
urethra. Pillowing his black member between Sydney's ivory tits, the captain
pumped his meat through Syd's narrow cleft, Sydney watched the captain's cock
work between her flushed pink breasts, she squeezed her yielding mammaries
together, sandwiching the black's throbbing rod inside her warm
cleavage.
The black tugged back on Sydney's long, dark brown
mane and kissed her moaning lips hard. Pushing the naked Danger Girl onto her
back, the captain yanked open Syd's lithe legs and mounted the blue-eyed beauty,
Sydney sobbed when the captain's huge horse cock shoved violently into her
swollen pink gash, she clawed at the black's bulging shoulders as he raped her
upon his bunk, slapping sharply between her flush pink thighs, pinning her to
the hard, thin mattress beneath them.
Milking Sydney's pliant tits as he ravished her, the
captain devoured Syd's panting lips, licked her alabaster neck, combed his
fingers through her sweaty, dark hair. Writhing together faster and harder,
Sydney wrapped her legs around the humping black's burly thighs, she threw her
head back, long mane spilling down her creamy shoulders as she rolled her pelvis
and sucked the captain's thick prick deeper into her clenching fuck
passage.
Sydney rode the sweaty black's bouncing lap, her
glossy mane flying while she hugged the captain's corded neck and kissed the
bald black's searing lips.
Syd rocked on hands and knees as the naked captain
speared through her lifted ass over and over again, his fingers wrapped in
Sydney's slick hair, his crotch slapping loudly upon the drooling Danger Girl's
glowing cheeks, his ebony lance driving to the hilt inside Sydney's milking,
sucking pussy.
Night had fallen by the time the slaver captain and
Sydney had utterly spent themselves. Sydney lay flushed and sweat-slick in the
muscular black's embrace, an exhausted filly ridden to a musky lather.
"So what happens now?" murmured Sydney, tracing the
captain's knuckles with her fingertips.
"You'll be my woman until we reach the Arab lands.
I'll make sure the man who buys you is a worthy one."
Sydney sighed and snuggled closer to her ebony
stallion, she supposed that would have to do.
*****
Three
Sydney was sitting near the bulkhead, gazing out an open
porthole and letting the cool sea air comb through her dark brown hair when the
hatchway opened and Gold Tooth appeared bearing Sydney's lunch tray. Sydney
closed the unbuttoned shirt she had borrowed from the captain, she watched the
pirate warily as he set down the tray on the sideboard.
"Feeling pretty good right now, yeah?" smirked Gold Tooth.
"Cap'n promised to sell ya to a good master? You bitches always fall for his
line, but you'll find out different when we reach port."
Sydney did her best to ignore Gold Tooth's baiting, she walked
to the sideboard to eat her lunch, but Gold Tooth grabbed her waist, drew her
close so he could paw her with his grease-stained hands.
"You are a fine piece of flesh, one of the best we've caught in
a long time," growled Gold Tooth, his grimy left hand fondling Syd's soft breast
while his right worked between Sydney's ivory thighs, scratching Syd's puffy
cunt. "Give me what I want and maybe I'll get you off this tub."
"H..how do I know you're not feeding me a line too?" panted
Sydney, biting her lip when Gold Tooth wriggled a thick digit into her vulva,
driving hard and deep into her moist hole.
"You're gonna have to trust me, woman," murmured Gold Tooth, his
cold lips on Sydney's neck, his filthy fingers pinching and tugging on Syd's
stiff left nipple.
Sydney didn't fight when Gold Tooth pushed her down to her
knees, she sucked the slaver's smelly cock compliantly, gazing up at him with
her bright, blue eyes while the pirate groaned and stroked Sydney's soft, dark
hair. Rubbing her puckered lips back and forth along the veined shaft, Sydney
massaged Gold Tooth's hairy balls with her fingers, then ran her tongue along
the throbbing vein running from base to knobbed tip of the pirate's engorged
member. Gold Tooth stuffed his prick into Sydney's yielding mouth, he humped the
blushing Danger Girl's beautiful face, plunging his aching cock down Sydney's
constricting throat, making her gag and drool until her mouth was a
saliva-soaked mess, her lips smacking wetly when she sucked hard on Gold Tooth's
thrusting meat.
Unable to restrain himself, Gold Tooth exploded inside Sydney's
warm mouth, semen worked down Syd's gulping throat, she swallowed as much of the
salty discharge as she could, but cum still managed to dribble down her chin and
neck.
Yanking Sydney to her bare feet, Gold Tooth spun Syd around,
then pulled off her borrowed shirt, leaving her naked and trembling. Hugging
Syd's sensual hips, Gold Tooth impaled Sydney's pouty bung, pushing his slick
member through Syd's tight sphincter, his greasy hands sliding across Sydney's
taut belly as he humped her luscious, rounded ass, slapping sharply into Syd's
clenched cheeks.
Sydney clung to Gold Tooth's burly arms, rocking violently in
his tight embrace while he speared into her rectum over and over again. Sydney
moaned when Gold Tooth's lips caressed the side of her throat, the musky nape of
her slender neck. The pirate's strong, hairy arms squeezed Sydney's pelvis as he
reamed her relentlessly, then his thrusting cock slid free of Syd's sore bung
and rammed through the sobbing Danger Girl's dripping pussy, she bounced with
every thrust, her bare feet dangling while Gold Tooth plowed between her
gleaming thighs.
Gold Tooth's face was pressed to Sydney's sweaty hair when he
climaxed again in her quaking belly. Lowering Syd's curled toes to the cold
deck, Gold Tooth withdrew his sticky prick from Sydney's oozing twat, he slapped
a glowing pink buttock, then left Sydney swaying on her feet while he left the
cabin and locked the hatch.
Sydney's quivering legs gave way beneath her. Looking about in a
daze, Syd grabbed her discarded shirt and scrubbed between her drenched thighs,
wiping uselessly at the sticky cum coating her burning cunt.
*****
Four
The slaver captain shook Sydney awake. Still blinking drowsiness
from her blue eyes, the naked Danger Girl let the captain tug her by the wrist
into the tiny washroom, she was jolted to full wakefulness when the burly black
twisted on the freezing shower.
The captain gave Syd enough privacy to scrub her lithe body
clean, when she emerged from the hissing spray the captain threw her the
tattered, soiled shift she had been wearing ever since she had remained as the
captain's woman.
Garbed in the skimpy shift and her tight leather slave collar,
Sydney grimaced when the black locked heavy iron manacles around her wrists, now
bound together by a short length of thick chain. Grabbing the manacle chain, the
captain pulled Sydney behind him up the stair to the deck of the slave ship.
Sydney stood slightly behind the captain while the other slave girls were herded
from the ship's hold, most still dripping from their hasty showers, a few
completely naked, heads hanging low, pretty faces veiled by their long, wet hair
as they were poked and slapped into shuffling motion across the deck to a flimsy
gangplank.
After the long line of slave girls was marched onto the dock,
the captain pulled Sydney along the gangplank to join them. Dark-skinned arabs
leered at the scantily-clad white girls as they were walked from the dock to a
wide market square where a high wooden scaffold waited.
The captain took Sydney to the head of the line, he tugged her
up the stair to the scaffold top, then faced her towards a teeming crowd of
gap-toothed, unsavory-looking arab slavers.
A skeletal arab with a gleaming bald vulture's head dressed in
sweat-stained brown robes approached Sydney and licked his greasy gray lips.
Snatching Syd's shift, the auctioneer ripped off Sydney's only bit of clothing,
leaving her pale and naked beneath the burning desert sun.
"A prime specimen! A well-fed Australian bitch who has never
seen the lash or crop! One of the infamous Danger Girls, notorious for their
wanton, sexual appetites! Who will open the bidding?"
"A hundred thousand!"
"Five hundred thousand!"
"Eight!"
"The sweetest of meats!" grinned the auctioneer, turning Sydney
about, showing the slavers her luscious, rounded buttocks, then spreading her
crack open to display a tender pink pussy mound and a puckered bung. "Hardly
touched! The perfect addition to any harem! You'll have a grand time breaking
this fit filly to heel!"
"One million, U.S.!"
"One and a quarter!"
"Two million!"
The crowd started to grumble, most excluded from the bidding
after the two million mark had been hit. Only a few oil sheiks remained to bid,
but they only made desultory bids of a few hundred thousand, none wanting to
spend three million on a single white woman.
"Three and a half million!" bid the sheik who had offered two
million. Smirking at the other complaining sheiks, the arab flicked flies from
his snow-white headdress with a horsehair crop, his dusky fingers glittering
with rings of gold adorned with diamonds and rubies.
The auctioneer was in a frothy-mouthed frenzy, no woman had ever
reached a million on his trading block before. The gaunt slave trader called
three times for further bids, then he declared the white-robed sheik as the
winner.
The slaver captain took Sydney by her bare shoulders and led the
nude Danger Girl back down the squeaking stair.
"Abhed is a good master, he has a reputation for treating his
stock well," murmured the black, holding up Sydney's manacled hands to the
approaching sheik who was flanked by two giant guards.
"She is yours, Master Abhed," smiled the captain, nodding when
the slender sheik accepted Sydney's cool fingers.
"A fine catch, captain," smiled Abhed. "She will be a precious
jewel in my household."
One of the sheik's guards handed the black slaver a briefcase.
The captain patted Sydney's bare bottom affectionately, then left the market
square which was raucous with new bidding for a naked, trembling
redhead.
Abhed unclasped his flowing white cloak and draped it over
Sydney's naked body. Sydney smiled gratefully, following her new owner through
the tight press of unwashed men. A limosine was waiting for Abhed at the end of
a narrow cobble street, the sheik slipped inside, Sydney followed, sitting
beside Abhed before the guards slid into the leather seats opposite.
The limo drove silently along the crowded streets. Sydney
clutched her borrowed cloak to her lean frame, staring out at the shrieking
urchins, cart vendors, and black-veiled women shopping for their
families.
The car left the city and drove into the rolling desert. Sydney
glanced at the giant guards, they were expressionless behind their dark
sunglasses, Syd could see the bulges underneath their black silk jackets, if
they didn't break her spine when she tried to escape, they would shoot her in
the back as she raced breathlessly across the searing sands.
"Are you thirsty, Sydney?" inquired Abhed, resting his hand on
the Danger Girl's left knee.
"Yes," nodded Syd, licking her parched lips
unconsciously.
Abhed opened a mini-fridge beneath the guards' seats and offered
Sydney a plastic bottle of water. Sydney took it with her chained hands and
twisted off the cap, she drank down the cold, delicious water greedily, dribbles
of water spilling down her gulping throat.
"You know what will be required of you?" asked the sheik,
squeezing Sydney's knee through the cloak.
"Yes," nodded Sydney, setting her bottle in her lap, her blue
eyes bright.
"I know your reputation, that's one of the reasons I purchased
you. I want you to know that my guards have orders to kill any of my slaves that
try to escape. I assure you my estate has the latest security, you will be seen,
then you will be shot and left in the desert for the vultures to feast
on."
"I understand..sir," replied Syd, her beautiful face as grave as
the sheik's.
"Abhed will do," smiled the arab, lifting his hand from Syd's
knee to reach over and unlock her manacles. "I enjoy cordiality with all of my
slave girls. You will be introduced to them later, for tonight, you will be
taken directly to my rooms, where you will wash and dress to wait for my
pleasure."
Sydney nodded, then finished her water bottle, feeling more at
ease than she would have imagined as a strange man's property.
The limo drove around a curving path to the foyer of the sheik's
grand manor. The guards emptied out, flanking the open door while Sydney and
Abhed exited. Arab girls in diaphanous white gowns with long, black, silky manes
flowing down their bare backs took Sydney and led her inside through high, tiled
corridors to an enormous marble bath with golden fixtures. Scenting the pouring
water with sweet oils and rose petals, Syd was tugged into the steaming bath by
two grinning girls who looked like twin sisters. Sydney closed her eyes and
savored the languid sensation of the servant girls' washing her naked body clean
of the accumulated sweat and filth Syd had acquired during her morning on the
slaver ship and the sweltering walk to the auction block. When Sydney finally
allowed her blue eyes to flutter open, her nude body gleamed in the soft
candlelight.
Sydney was pulled from the bath and draped in a soft, clean,
white robe. Syd padded after the servant girls on bare feet, she walked through
more winding corridors to a set of ornate oak doors, the girls pushed the arched
portals open, then beckoned Sydney inside, into a spacious, airy chamber with
wide arches leading out to a low balcony looking over the shifting
desert.
Syd was sat down on soft cushions, then fed from silver platters
piled with dates, sweet plums, and sugar pastries that could be dipped into
small bowls of syrup or honey. After eating her fill and drinking an offered
glass of wine, Sydney dozed upon her satin cushions, while servant girls combed
out her thick, dark brown hair and applied ruby paint to her finger and toe
nails. Glistening pink gloss was lightly applied to Sydney's pursed lips and
tender nipples, making Syd's dark buds into luscious pink cherries. Another tray
was brought up and a gentle arab girl shaved Sydney's crotch so that the Danger
Girl's puffy cunt was smooth and completely hairless.
Coaxed to her feet, Sydney was garbed in a transparent white
veil that hung from her creamy shoulders by two simple knots. Syd's glossy hair
was gathered up atop her head and kept in place with strands of ivory pearls,
she followed the servant girls into Abhed's bedchamber, she climbed into the
enormous canopy bed and lay outstretched upon her side, feeling drowsy and warm
after her meal of sweets and wine.
Sydney woke up when the bedroom doors opened and Abhed entered.
The hawk-nosed arab removed his flowing white robes and dazzling headdress, he
was muscular and hard when he joined Sydney upon his four poster, he laid his
left hand upon Sydney's thigh, stroking her warm flesh through her transparent
gown, his sharp nose nuzzling Syd's perfumed hair, the Danger Girl smiled, her
blue eyes clouded as if she were dreaming.
When Abhed kissed her, Sydney returned the arab's hot, hungry
embrace. Abhed's caressing hand worked up and down Syd's slender leg, he cupped
her right buttock and squeezed, his tongue stroking Sydney's blushing cheek and
slim neck.
Flushed and panting, Sydney found Abhed's stiff member and
fondled it, when he coaxed her head between his legs, Syd swallowed the arab's
cock eagerly, moaning around a mouthful of throbbing dick, sucking while strands
of saliva slipped along the length of Abhed's hard prick.
Sydney rolled on top of Abhed, her head bobbing while she
slurped hard and deep upon her owner's swollen rod. Syd moaned when Abhed opened
her pussy with his fingers and dipped his extended tongue into her moist snatch,
Sydney rubbed her crotch over the arab's face, sucking ravenously on Abhed's
dripping shaft.
Abhed slapped Sydney's rolling buttocks while he tongued and
slurped on the Danger Girl's sopping wet cunnie lips. The sheik spanked Sydney
till her ass cheeks glowed warmly, Syd whimpered around her prick-filled lips,
she pressed her face into Abhed's crotch, deep-throating her owner, gagging on
the pulsating cock buried down her tight throat.
When Abhed blasted her sucking mouth with salty fuck, Sydney
gulped the entire load down, when she finally rose up for breath, she rubbed her
wet pink lips and flushed cheeks over the sheik's slick meat, her nostrils
filled with the naked man's musky scent.
With Sydney's outspread wrists tied in silk gold cord, bound to
the bedpoles at the foot of the wide mattress, Syd writhed underneath Abhed as
he plowed between her spread-eagled legs, driving his engorged prick deep into
Sydney's contracting vagina. Syd arched her spine as Abhed cupped and sucked on
her tingling cherry nipples, his thrusting pelvis crashing into hers as they
humped each other furiously, the bed rocking underneath them till the arab
filled Sydney's quaking belly with gushing seed.
Bucking on hands and knees, her blue eyes blindfolded with black
silk, her wrists still bound to the bedpoles with gold cord, Sydney swayed
beneath Abhed as he humped her uplifted ass, her clenched cheeks burning from
the riding crop the arab used to ride her to a sweaty lather. Drool spilled
freely down Syd's chin, the naked Danger Girl sobbed when Abhed's hard cock
rammed through her oozing twat, spearing relentlessly through Syd's tight fuck
passage until they climaxed together in a spray of warm cum and pussy juices
that left slave and owner jizz-covered and spent.
Splayed across the disheveled bed, Sydney dozed beside Abhed,
one of her ivory legs wrapped around his, her slick breasts pressed to the lean
arab's ribs. Abhed combed his long fingers through Syd's damp, musky hair, he
kissed the tip of her nose, then savored her intoxicating lips, so soft and
sweet within his mouth.
"Did I perform well, Abhed?" murmured Sydney, before she kissed
a dark nipple.
"Very well, my pet," smiled Abhed.
Sydney grinned up at her owner, her fingers wrapped about his
limp cock and stroked it hard in moments, then Sydney brought her mouth to the
arab's erection, enfolding it and slowly sucking up and down its veined length,
leaving Abhed breathless and shivering when she received her morning milk from
her owner's squirting prick.
*****
Five
Sheik Abhed walked along the cool corridor of his mansion, white
robes flowing behind him as he made his way to his latest concubine's rooms. The
sheik knocked politely before entering, when Sydney didn't reply, the dusky arab
turned the gold latch and entered the spacious, airy boudoir.
Abhed followed the sweet scent of coconut oil to the balcony
adjacent to Sydney's bedchamber. The sheik found his favorite slave girl sunning
herself in a folded out chair, her lithe body gleaming with a sheen of sweet
oil, garbed only in a tiny black bikini that barely covered Syd's large, caramel
nipples and the puffy mound of her tender, shaved sex.
Abhed leaned over the sunning beauty and kissed her moist lips.
Sydney murmured softly, half-sleep from lying beneath the beaming sun, her blue
eyes shielded by a pair of ebony sunglasses. Perching on the edge of the balcony
chair, the sheik ran his hand across Sydney's oiled body, her golden brown skin
slick and warm beneath his stroking fingers.
"Mmm, that feels good," sighed Sydney with a smile, her nipples
growing hard underneath her ebony bikini top.
"Then I know you'll like this, my desert rose," smiled Abhed,
slipping his left hand inside Sydney's thong, working two fingers up and down
the Danger Girl's soft, swollen cunt.
Sydney rubbed her naked calves together, toes curling, biting
her lower lip, clinging to the arms of her reclining chair while her master
fondled her pussy beneath her skimpy thong, deft digits spreading Syd's labia
apart, an index finger scratching the Danger Girl's aching vulva and clit until
Sydney's burning twat was damp and sticky.
"You're gonna make me cum, Abhed!" whimpered Sydney, cupping her
left breast, squeezing the flushed, gleaming mammary while the sheik fingered
her wet pussy to drooling climax.
"Then I shall have to sample your sweet nectar, Sydney Savage,"
smirked Abhed, peeling Syd's soaked thong away from her pouting snatch, then
lowering his eager lips to Sydney's sopping wet cunnie, sucking the writhing
Danger Girl's hard clit, lapping delicious juices from the pink petals of Syd's
oozing cooch.
Sydney's sensual hips bucked, her long, sleek legs wrapped about
her nuzzling master as he explored her sticky hole with a wriggling tongue.
Combing her fingers through the sheik's dark, coarse hair, Syd pressed her
melting pussy to the arab's ravenous lips, she gasped, bare belly quaking, when
waves of breathless orgasm overwhelmed her.
Allowing her limp legs to slide away from the sheik, Sydney
panted raggedly for breath when Abhed rose from her glistening crotch. Abhed
licked Sydney's honey from his thin lips, the Danger Girl's vaginal juices had
only aroused the sheik's sexual appetite.
Sitting up in her chair, Sydney untied her tiny bikini top and
let it drop to the balcony floor. While Abhed admired his slave girl's oiled
breasts and stiff, swollen nipples, Syd tugged free the knots holding her black
thong in place upon her shapely hips. Naked and beading with musky perspiration
beneath the glaring desert sun, Sydney reached through the sheik's white robes,
enfolding his hard erection with her cool fingers, stroking his veined length
until she could bring her master's stiff member to her puckered, glossy
lips.
Abhed moaned and closed his dark eyes while Sydney sucked deeply
on his engorged cock, her locked lips caressing every aching inch of the sheik's
shaft. While she slurped and drooled over her master's prick, Sydney milked
Abhed's dangling balls, then both of her hands wrapped about the base of the
arab's lance just before she deep-throated Abhed's entire dick, her suckling
lips tight, her throat gulping to swallow all of her master's warm
meat.
Sydney's head was pumping between Abhed's parted legs when he
gently withdrew his saliva-soaked prick from Syd's warm, greedy
mouth.
"I have a present for you, my pet."
Sydney took the sheik's offered hand and rose from her sunning
chair. Abhed led the naked Danger Girl into her shaded bedchamber, at the foot
of the king-size four poster canopy bed was a white cowboy hat and white leather
chaps with black zebra stripes.
"Abhed, I don't know what to say," smiled Sydney, plucking the
cowboy hat from the bed and settling it atop her mane of dark brown
hair.
"I discovered that you wore similiar attire on your ranch.
Please put on the chaps as well, you should be properly attired before you begin
a hard ride."
Sydney laughed and nodded in agreement. The sheik helped Sydney
put on the tight leather chaps, her tight, creamy ass was left bare, leather
cords from the chaps dangled between Sydney's rounded buttocks.
Garbed in cowboy hat and chaps, Sydney helped her master remove
his flowing white robes. After Abhed was settled upon Syd's bed, the Danger Girl
joined him, straddling the nude sheik's lap, fondling Abhed's saliva-slick cock
before she pressed the fat knob against her puckered pink cunt.
Sydney sobbed softly and gnawed her lip when the sheik's prick
worked its way up her clenched vagina. Resting her splayed fingers upon the
arab's muscular chest, Sydney began riding her master's impaling cock, her taut
buttocks rolling, her hips bucking as she fucked her gasping owner.
Sydney rode Abhed's bouncing lap until the sheik was in a
flushed, sweaty lather. With cowboy hat tilted back so Sydney could look at her
mount with bright, blue eyes, Syd raked her nails down Abhed's gleaming torso,
she slammed her grinding crotch between the arab's spread-eagled legs, her sleek
thighs clenched, her gaping pussy swallowed all of Abhed's driving cock, honey
dribbled over the pistoning dick, Sydney's dripping labia sucked hard upon the
veined shaft caught between their sticky folds.
Moaning, throwing her head back, Sydney arched her spine, pelvis
thrusting forward, when she climaxed atop her master, the sheik's cock blasting
its load of spunk into Syd's shuddering belly. Sitting limply on Abhed's lap,
her cowboy hat slightly askew from her furious gyrations, Sydney gasped for
breath, her sweaty inner thighs running with the sheik's spent semen. Breathing
hard, Abhed ran his hands over Sydney's oiled, slippery body, enfolding the
naked Danger Girl's slick tits, squeezing and kneading the warm, pliant mounds.
Sydney smiled down at her master and placed her hands over the sheik's, she
lowered her supple body over Abhed's, her full lips capturing the arab's and
devouring them.
*****
Six
Garbed in cool, diaphanous white robes closed at the waist with
slender silk cord, Sydney and Sheik Abhed's First Wife, Zayna, had breakfast on
a balcony overlooking the manor's interior court, where sweet flowers blossomed
and a sparkling fountain carved into a nubile, nude nymph splashed pure, azure
water into a shallow surrounding pool filled with shimmering crimson and gold
fish.
"You have been pleasing my husband much, Sydney," smiled the
dusky arab woman, sipping bitter coffee from a delicate shell cup.
"Abhed has been..vigorous since he bought me," nodded Syd,
plucking luscious fruit from her plate with an engraved silver fork.
"On one of the few occasions when he came to my bed instead of
yours, my husband admitted to me that you are his favorite harem girl. When you
first came to this house, I knew he would be enamored with you, the new toy, the
freshest face of his stable."
Sydney blushed, then sipped from her own heavily-sweetened cup
of coffee.
"But now, even after several months have passed, he still craves
your caresses. I believe that soon he will raise you from slave girl to
wife."
Sydney choked on her coffee. "W..wife?"
Zayna nodded gravely, peeling an orange deftly with a sharp
silver knife. "You will make his third wife. Abhed is not like most sheiks, who
possess six, ten, sometimes even twelve wives, Abhed only marries the women he
loves, a foreign act in this country, but sweet."
"He..loves me?"
"You don't see it? I suppose that's understandable, given your
current station. If my husband offered, would you marry him?"
"I don't know," murmured Sydney, cradling her coffee cup. "Do I
really have a choice? What would he do to me if I refused?"
"You would remain a slave girl, a concubine to serve only his
lusts. If you become his wife, you will have a measure of freedom, certainly
great wealth."
"I'll have to think about it."
"For my husband's sake, I hope you accept his proposal. I've
certainly enjoyed more uninterrupted sleep since he began bedding you," grinned
Zayna, saluting Sydney with her raised coffee cup.
Sydney rolled her slippery hips, grinding her sopping wet cunt
onto Abhed's spearing cock. Panting beneath Syd, the sheik groped and milked the
humping Danger Girl's sweat-soaked tits, pounding between her splayed legs,
moaning when his sheathed member was squeezed and held by Sydney's sucking
twat.
Leaning over the naked sheik, her cowboy hat tilting forward to
shadow her sparkling blue eyes, Syd smirked at her bucking lover and clenched
her gleaming buttocks, furiously riding Abhed's jutting prick, her beading belly
fluttering when Abhed climaxed inside her, flooding her vagina to overflowing
with his warm, dribbling seed.
Sydney dismounted her gasping stallion and lay beside him,
draping a long, sleek leg over his.
"Sydney..," murmured the sheik, cupping Syd's chin, kissing her
moist lips greedily.
The perspiring Danger Girl kissed the sheik's bearded cheek,
then held her master close. Abhed lifted off Sydney's cowboy hat, he tossed it
over a nearby chair, then nuzzled Syd's musky, sweaty, dark mane.
"I love you, Sydney Savage," purred Abhed, brushing his lips
across Sydney's flushed forehead.
"Really?" whispered Sydney, lifting herself by her arms,
dripping breasts hanging over the sheik's muscular torso.
"I want you to be my wife, not just a slave," said Abhed,
reaching up to caress Sydney's warm cheek.
"What if I say no, master?" demanded Syd.
"Then I will free you, I'll even pay for your trip back to
Australia."
"Then I say yes..Abhed," smiled Sydney, lowering her naked body
over the sheik's, her fingers working the arab's spent member back to
hardness.
The bedroom shuddered from a dull explosion. Abhed slipped out
gently from beneath Sydney and rushed to one of the tall, open windows, the cool
desert air dried the lovesweat from the sheik's lean body.
"Stay here!" ordered Abhed, draping on a long white robe and
racing from the moonlit room.
Sydney left the canopy bed and slipped on her gossamer sleeping
robe. Cinching the gold satin belt beneath her visible navel, Sydney frowned at
the flashes of gunfire by the north wall of the compound, men in black tunics
and hoods were dropping over the sandstone walls, shooting down anyone who came
into sight.
Hearing screams coming from the harem's apartments, Sydney flung
open the bedroom doors and sprinted down a long, cool corridor. Two hooded men
were firing into the central chamber of the harem's adjoined rooms, shredding
satin pillows, crystal carafes of fine wine, and the two nubile concubines whose
curiosity over the gunfire got the better of them.
Syndey grabbed one shooter's head and crashed it into the
corridor wall, leaving a dark streak on the whitewash as the limp corpse fell.
The second shooter brought his automatic rifle around, but Syd struck it with
the base of her palm, shoving the muzzle towards the ceiling just as the
attacker squeezed off a long, chattering burst.
Syd kicked the off-balanced shooter in the groin, then smashed
the heel of her right hand into the masked man's nose, sending bone splinters
into his brain. Taking the sprawled shooter's gun, Sydney checked the rounds
remaining in the clip, then snatched two more magazines from the prone arab's
body.
An exploding grenade shook the dusty passage. Blood-curtling
screams seemed to reverberate everywhere as Syd rushed up the stair to the
second floor, where the wives' rooms were clustered.
Syd swallowed bile at the sight of the blood-splattered walls,
the twisted bodies of young women and even small children. One of the fallen
stirred in a doorway at the end of the corridor, Sydney ran to help, it was
Zayna, naked and blood-soaked.
"A..a rival sheik..my husband..," choked Zayna as Sydney cradled
her gently.
"Where did Abhed go?"
"To fight..them..to..p..protect his..his..family," smiled Zayna,
the light leaving her closing almond eyes. "G..go! Help..my...."
Zayna's last word was replaced by a dribble of blood from her
slack lips. Sydney lowered the dead woman's body to the blood-slick floor, then
she rose, fire in her large blue eyes.
Abhed's bright silver scimitar slashed an attacker across the
chest, the hooded arab falling in a spray of hot blood. Two bullets slapped into
Abhed's chest, he staggered and fell to one knee, then ran one of the shooters
through when the man let his bloodlust propel him forward too soon.
The second shooter leveled his smoking weapon at Abhed, aiming
for the sheik's lowered head. Two shots rang out, then the shooter stiffened and
fell backward.
Sydney rushed up to Abhed, who had propped himself against a
sandstone pillar, one of many ringing the open courtyard and garden.
"Do you keep a doctor? Do you have a car out of here?" demanded
Syd while she ripped the hem of her sheer robe to staunch the sheik's
bleeding.
"Zayna..my wives.."
Sydney kissed Abhed's hot forehead. "She's dead, I'm
sorry."
"You..you're the last. You have..to escape!"
"I'll get you out of this mess, I owe you that much!" insisted
Sydney, tugging at the sheik's heavy shoulders.
Abhed searched within a pocket of his blood-drenched robe, he
handed Syd a set of keys with shaking fingers.
"The..garage..south! Take..the car!" murmured Abhed drowsily as
blood-loss overcame him.
"Abhed!" hissed Syd, before a string of bullets smashed against
the pillar over Abhed's limp head.
Sydney raised her rifle and blasted three running attackers with
a long burst that left her weapon empty and melted. Flinging the useless gun
aside, Sydney grabbed Abhed's shoulders, but the blank-eyed sheik crumpled over
onto the green grass of the garden.
Sydney blinked tears from her anguished blue eyes, standing,
then running to the dead hooded men to grab one of their rifles. Syd sprinted
down the passage leading south, at the end she emerged within the sheik's motor
pool, she dove into one of the long, black cars and jabbed each of the keys in
turn within the ignition until one key turned and the limo roared to
life.
A rain of bullets banged off the racing car's armored plating
and glass, Sydney crashed through the garage doors, heading full speed out into
the shifting sea of desert sand.
Gulping for air, Syd looked into the rearview mirror, she wept
at the sight of the burning manor, then wiped her eyes and concentrated on
surviving the long trek through the wide wasteland.
The End of Slavers
*****************************
SYDNEY SAVAGE
Seraph
by PJ
The woman topped the shifting dune, her long, black hair
snapping in the hot wind of dusk. Garbed only in the ruined
tatters of former finery, the dusky woman stumbled, then fell
limply down the steep slope before her, rolling round and round,
then coming at last to a stop at the dune's base in a tangle of
raw, sun-burnt limbs.
The woman lay like one dead through the cold night. The stars
watched coldly from the clear, midnight heavens, a sliver of
silver moon bathed the woman's lush body, but the beauty did not
stir, her gritty, lank hair rested like a shroud over her parched
face.
Bells echoed across the desert. A lone camel strutted across
the shifting, glittering, white sands. A rider swaddled in black
cloth tapped the camel's ugly head with the tip of his crop, the
dirty animal came to a stop, chewing its cud, regarding the prone
woman with dark, uncaring eyes.
The man in black slid down from his high saddle. Cowled and
gloved, the arab rolled the senseless woman onto her back, he
sucked in a breath at the sight of the woman's bare, milky
breasts, the taut belly of a dancer, the rounded, sensual hips.
Almost fearfully, the arab gathered the desert beauty into his
arms, he carried her to the waiting camel, who eyed the
additional burden with disdain. The arab draped the woman over
his tooled leather saddle, then he hopped aboard his grunting
mount behind the dangling woman. Flicking his camel's ears with
his crop, the arab coaxed his hump-backed mount into motion.
Digging into a saddlebag, the arab wrapped the woman's naked body
in coarse, warm, sheepskin.
Sydney coughed when a trickle of tepid water entered her dry,
peeling mouth.
"Drink slowly," ordered a deep, gravelly voice,
clutching the back of Sydney's head while dripping a few more
drops past Syd's cracked, bleeding lips.
Sydney took slow swallows, until she could hold down the
water. Blinking her blue eyes, Syd gazed up at the man holding
her, a dark, hard-eyed arab dressed in black.
"You..found me?" croaked Sydney, sitting up with the
arab's help, then holding a clay cup of water in her hands which
she sipped gingerly.
"You were dead upon the dunes. Allah guided me to
you," replied the arab, leaving Sydney to tend a pungent
fire fueled by camel dung. After awhile, the arab offered Sydney
unleavened bread and some dates, Syd devoured the feast, the knot
in her belly slowly unclenching.
"Were you a whore left to the sands?" inquired the
arab curiously, tearing into his own piece of bread.
Sydney began to utter an angry denial, but she stopped before
the first word left her lips, in many ways, she had been
a whore, servicing the sheik who had bought her on the slave
block.
The arab and the woman ate their simple meal quietly after
that. The arab laid out a wool blanket for Syd, then spread out
his own blanket on the other side of the flickering fire.
"I'm surprised you don't try to bed me, since I'm a devil
white woman and all," smirked Sydney, combing her fingers
through her dirty, sand-scoured hair.
"Maybe I don't want to mate with a devil woman and birth
some djinni to plague my people," smiled the arab wryly,
stretching out and gazing at the bright, sparkling, night sky.
Sydney sniffed and dropped down onto her blanket. She wrapped
her naked frame in the warm wool, watching the silver stars wheel
about the heavens until her blue eyes fluttered shut.
Sydney rode behind the arab, holding his waist lightly as they
rode across the desert to a waiting oasis, many-colored tents
surrounding a small grove of date trees and a pool of glittering
blue water.
A cluster of arabs wearing the same black as Sydney's rescuer
rushed out to greet Syd's taciturn companion. The cowled men
stared at Sydney, some with obvious lust in their dark eyes,
others with just as plain revulsion.
"Come, I will present you to the sheik of my tribe,"
said Sydney's companion, leading the way to the largest
silk-draped tent.
Sydney was glad to leave the blinding sunlight and stand in
cool shade. She bowed to the reclining sheik along with her
companion, the leader of the tribe was a corpulent, richly garbed
man with golden rings adorning his pudgy fingers and a short,
oiled beard combed to a rakish curl.
"I send you to find lost sheep and you return with a
seraph," smiled the sheik, running his eyes up and down
Sydney's curves that were not hidden by the snug black tunic and
breeches her rescuer had handed down to her.
"She is yours," offered the sheepherder, bowing low
again.
"No..no, I could not take such a prize away from you!
Also, my wives would never allow her into my harem!" laughed
the sheik, his wide belly jiggling. "Still, I would like to
see her dance tonight. Go feed and water yourself and your
foul-tempered beast, my wives will bathe and properly attire your
bright-eyed nymph."
"As you wish," bowed the sheepherder before
departing.
The sheik clapped his hands, and a tall, lithe, arab woman
veiled and wrapped in sheer gossamer appeared.
"Clean this beauty up and attire her well. She dances for
the tribe tonight!"
Wordlessly, the hot-eyed arab woman nodded, then motioned for
Sydney to follow her into another of the pavilion's spacious
rooms.
All of the tribe gathered to watch the foreign woman dance.
Fires were lit high and bright, a feast was prepared, fermented
camel's milk was passed around in clay jugs. The sheepherder
waited expectantly, then Sydney emerged from the sheik's tent,
flanked by two of his lovely young wives.
Men with instruments began to play. Sydney stretched out her
slim arms, slowly rocking her sultry hips, her blue eyes locked
upon her rescuer as she strutted barefoot around the bright
blazes, tossing her long, glossy, dark brown hair, her
veil-wrapped breasts jiggling, her naked belly wiggling to the
lively beat of the musicians.
The men of the tribe howled with lust while Sydney swirled and
swayed for them, drawing ever closer to the wide-eyed
sheepherder, throwing gossamer veils into the midnight air.
Turning her back to her gaping audience, Sydney rolled her
beautiful ass, veils falling from her wriggling buttocks, her
naked spine arching, her hands cupping her firm breasts, her head
tossing as if she were in the wild throes of orgasm.
At the climax of the arousing beat, Sydney whirled to face the
sheepherder, she draped her last veil over his lap, covering the
arab's visible erection.
The applause was thunderous. Sydney smiled, panting and
gleaming with a sheen of hot, musky sweat. Reaching out her right
hand, Sydney helped the stunned sheepherder to his feet, she
tugged him after her, the men of the tribe shouting suggestions
and encouragement.
Sydney pulled the sheepherder into a small, but airy,
sheepskin tent. Slipping her hands into the arab's black robe,
Sydney pressed her pursed lips to the dark-skinned man's beard,
his chin, then finally his rough, speechless mouth.
"Do you want to lie with a devil woman now?" teased
Sydney, her body warm and soft against the arab's.
"No, you're not a devil woman, you're a seraph, as my
sheik called you," murmured the sheepherder, wrapping his
arms about Sydney, kissing her sweet lips hungrily.
Running her nails across the arab's muscular chest, Sydney
planted hot kisses over his fluttering belly, then her mouth was
on his stiff member, sucking greedily, her lips working up and
down the arab's throbbing length. Watching her prone lover sob
with ecstasy, Syd licked her rescuer's hard, jutting prick, then
she moaned softly when she wrapped her wet lips about his swollen
knob, suckling his urethra until salty spunk oozed onto her
lapping tongue.
Sitting up, the sheepherder wrapped his bare arms about
Sydney's rounded hips, he sucked and gnawed upon Syd's flushed
pink tits, licking her delicious, blood-swollen, caramel nipples.
Sydney whimpered and ran her fingers through the arab's black,
coarse mane, she pressed her nostrils to the sheepherder's musky
hair, her breast buds gleaming and tingling from the arab's
adoring tongue and nibbling ivory teeth.
With her supple legs wrapped about her arab lover, Sydney
sobbed when his saliva-soaked cock entered her hot, sticky-wet
pussy. Digging her nails into the sheepherder's back, Sydney
bounced upon the arab's bucking lap, his shaft pistoning
furiously through her clenched, slurping vagina, his hands
squeezing her lush buttocks, his mouth on her rolling tits,
lapping and suckling on the swaying, milk-heavy mounds.
Her sun-kissed arms about the arab's sweaty shoulders, Sydney
arched her spine and cried out her bliss when the sheepherder
filled her womb with his rushing seed. Holding the panting,
slick-skinned beauty close, the arab kissed the perspiring cleft
between Sydney's heaving mammaries, then he laid the naked woman
over soft wool blankets, spreading her long legs apart, mounting
her, groaning when his member was swallowed by Sydney's sopping
wet cunt.
The lovers' ecstatic cries sounded far into the night.
Sitting at the front of the tooled leather saddle, Sydney held
her rescuer's dark, strong hands while he guided them down a
shallow slope to the port city, the ocean sparkling blue,
shifting just like the shimmering desert sands.
"Here," offered the sheepherder, pressing a pouch of
coins into Sydney's cool fingers.
"No..I can't take this from you!" protested Sydney,
until the sheepherder silenced her with a long, breathless kiss.
"A seraph cannot be caged by a man, she must fly free, to
find the path Allah has set for her."
Sydney smiled, then lifted her face to the sheepherder's,
kissing his beard, his strong chin, his lips.
"I won't forget you," murmured Sydney, before she
slid off the arab's tall saddle, accepted the bundle of clothing
and food the sheepherder gave her, then began the long walk to
the waiting harbor, hopefully to find a ship that could sail her
home.
