And, as she always did when she waited for him, she sang. The songs were always different, yet, always the same in that they always spoke of love lost...or unrequited love. Tears burned beneath her eyelids. It had been such a long time since she last sat and waited for him. So long a time since she last looked upon him and sang for him."My God! How I have missed him! Even though he irritates me to no end at times, I have longed to see him, craved to hear the sound of his voice and yearned for the. "I'm going hunting tomorrow, and I though you might enjoy participating," the Emir said."Hunting? What on earth do you hunt, here?" the girl asked, intrigued, "Lions? If you're serious and I have a choice, yes, I'll join you. Anything to get out of this place, even if it's only for an hour or two." Actually, we hunt women and tomorrow you will be our quarry," explained the Emir, "The Chief Eunuch will fill in the details."Fatima was horrified at the thought of being hunted, and presumably. You better fucking obey us, or else you will never get out of here. Come closer so we can get a proper look at you. Move!I started to walk on my knees towards the couch, no idea what to expect. When I was close to the first person’s knees, I felt a hand grab my hair and pulled it back hard. When my head was back and mouth upwards, he spit two times in my mouth. I tried to swallow, then he pushed me down to his feet and told me to lick them. It was hard with the dental gag on but I did as best. "For the next hour or so he had me walking from one end of the room tothe other, insisting I mince for him and wiggle my ass. I was made topose in different positions as he took more incriminating photos of me.I was made to stand and lift my skirt, bend over and show my frilly,pantie clad bottom."Practice your sissy-girly voice Cindy. Tell me what a worthlessmincing, cock-sucking sissy-slut you are," he said as he switched hiscamera to video.I was given a feather duster and told to dust the.