”“Oh ho,” answered Princess Zubeydeh.“We were about to have coffee, Zub. Why don’t you join us?” said Aludra.After the coffee had been bro...ght, Sharifa began to tell Aludra and Zubeydeh all about Stanford. In contrast to Oxford, she thought the Americans were very snobbish and they simply adored the rich. Sharifa’s own position made her a very sought after ‘lay’ as they said there. She admitted she did have a number of lovers during the five years she had been there, but she was very careful. She just lays there and waits, since there is nothing else she can do: Every evening he put the isolation hood on her and makes sure she is deaf and blind. Because her arms are cuffed on her back and her feet are hobbled, there is never a chance to escape from her box in the stables. At first this had freaked her out and she had trashed and wailed, cried and struggled and completely lost her mind due to claustrophobia. It had taken weeks until she had finally gotten used to spending her nights. The coolness of the lubricant on her backside did little to allay her fears, but as she felt the warmth of his cock begin to press against her sphincter, she tried hard to relax, and trust that her body would do what Jax and Samantha seemed convinced it would do ... allow his huge cock inside her other passageway...‘Ohmygawd’ she thought ... as the huge head pushed inwards, ‘I will never ... fit it ... no ... um... ‘. As he kept pushing, she tried to not fight, and to breathe and relax. Her. I convinced myself it would be a horribly stupid thing to do, but I also had to acknowledge that it might be just what was needed. I wanted Irene to be satisfied. I loved her and wanted her to be happy. I didn’t think she was necessarily unhappy, but there was definitely room for improvement. I agonized over it for days, then finally gave in. I had to let her know about the loathsome fantasy I’d been harboring for most of our marriage and let the chips fall where they may.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~.