"General Mustapha was hastily summoned to accompany the Emir; as the Head of Protocol pointed out, the retired officer could explain any points to the...Emir in a way that a serving officer who had never previously met the Emir might feel embarrassed to do. Naturally, Kamal Qumsiyeh telephoned to warn the Colonel in charge of the barracks about the impending visit.After a formal welcome from the Commanding Officer, a Colonel whose name the Emir promptly forgot, the Emir dismissed him and. In those communications he had made it clear to me that a sub was mostly used for sex, whereas his slave would be expected to provide a full range of services, both sexual and domestic. I should expect to alternate serving him on my knees, sucking cock perhaps, and then on my knees scrubbing his floors or polishing his boots. He would expect that I would perform both tasks with equal zeal and attention to detail.I was working in retail management at the time, a district manager with supervisory. In the mean time, he gathered his supplies. Viathe internet, he had ordered ether for a quick knock-out, a special drug to keep them asleep while he transported them to his dungeon, three specially padded crates, and, as an after-thought, a skeleton costume. The costume was in case he was spotted by a neighbor. He'd look like just another Halloween party attendee coming in late.It was well after midnight following Halloween when he struck. Donning the skeleton costume, he quietly sneaked in. He had just shared the most intermit details with her, and she just says ‘good’! Then he saw the little grin. “Fuck you can be a know-it-all bitch,” he said in exasperation, as her grin got bigger. “You just knew that I was dying to share and that I could only do it with you or Sean.”Lee laughed as Sean slid in from the other side and lifted her legs over his lap, “So what did you want to share with me?”“Oh, it was nothing much,” shrugged Lee. “Just that Tony fucked Deb while Kyle fucked Tony..