I was taken and enjoyed in ways I’d always dreamt of, ways I’d prayed for a man to possess me. Yet it wasn’t what I’d imagined. It was fine wh...n I fantasised it, but as reality it was odious, although I still wanted it. Perhaps because I felt powerless to stop it – I had no choice but to submit. I’m no longer sure of what I want. . . . and now my mind tells me I should be satiated with sex, yet my body says nothing has happened to it. It’s aroused, it’s waiting, it wants to be used.’ ‘I don’t. Though he didn't know it she watched him until he finally made it to her. he gave her a hug. They talked for a few minutes. then his eyes left her face as he swept over her voluptuous body with his eyes. as he stared at her breast through her shirt he asked "may I?" gesturing to pull her shirt top out and look inside. "Go ahead" she said. so he did. he pulled the front of her shirt out and let his finger roam inside across her rock hard nipples. "let's go outside and talk" he said. They stepped. He of course knows what has happened and won't try and save you. Asam will also be amused by your fate, so many of you western men are so soft."I then started to cry, as it was all too much."Shut up you weak girl. There are many things I would like to do to you but I can't, due to that nasty conditioning you put me through. But I do promise you will pay for that over time in many other ways. Eventually you will be no different from any of the other girls in the harem, just more submissive. I'm. Certainly there were similarities between those days and the present. For example, it was the case that the interior of the building had the same old house flavour as that of my school. Equally there was the current sight and sound of that leather strap as it was raised and delivered with painful force across the palms of my hand. The fact that the sound was audible to others going about their business in complete disregard to my plight bore yet another resemblance. It was there, however, that.