”“I’m not leaving until I see him. Something is happening, and it’s his fault!”Shrika slammed the door, but she still tugged at the bells. S...rika returned shortly and with a strong heave ripped the bells from the door. He led Fatima through the wide courtyard. He showed her to Shabbir’s bedroom.“Oh dear Allah, what has happened to you?” she asked.Shabbir’s health had deteriorated. He had grown thin and pale. He lay in bed supinely like a living corpse, hands to his sides.“I might ask the same. ? These beautiful blackropes.? She wondered how herwrists would look when the ropes were taken off.? She smiled at him.? He came closer and she tried to kick himlightly.? She knew what wouldhappen.? He easily caught her foot andwas completely immobilized. Shewas taken by horniness. Month after endless month of unsatisfied sexualhormones overflowed her brain.? Fantasiesof being raped, abused and fucked in her ass by a company of soldiers, soldinto slavery, whipped to a bloody mess and humiliated. "Wow, you look really hot mom. Maybe I should get the same thing so we can twin," she said giggling."Feels a little weird not wearing underwear." Yeah but it looks ten times better and your boobs look amazing in that top," Lindsay said as she playfully poked my nipple, "boop."I shivered slightly and giggled before spinning around so I can look at the back again. The shorts made my ass look really good."Okay, you win I like it." Yay, now try on the rest," she said cheerfully.We tried on a few. Thinking I could see a figure further along the path I pushed through some low hanging trees and almost bumped into a guy coming the other way. The path was narrow and we had to turn to face each other as we passed. He was mid 50’s, bit taller than me and well built. I’d guess he was a married guy, like me and although we certainly both knew what the other was there for, neither of us said anything, and with just a cursory greeting we slipped past each other. I was thinking ‘shit’ I should have.