If you obey me and you’re a good little puta, you’ll have the best evening of your life. Comprende?”Lena bit her lip, she knew that there was mo...e to it with Amélie, that Amélie loved her deeply, something it seemed Sombra couldn’t even understand. She swallowed.“I’ll be good if it means I get to go home sooner,” Lena said gently.“All you have to do is ride my cock, once I’m finished, you can go back to obeying Amélie.” Sombra lifted her arms up over her head, letting the shirt be discarded,. ,. I just kept listening and as I spoke I got very comfortable talking to her and appreciated her of being a strong woman and not taking bullshit from her husband and living on her own and also raising a son.I was surprised we spoke for about 10 minutes I think, and as usual the phone rang and I thought yeah I was so caught up in worry of new country, new job and forgot I have not had sex for more than 6 months. I don’t know why it suddenly struck but being with a women or she talking so nicely. She was gazing at the picture when she heard a door open behind her, and turned to see the Emir enter the room. One of the two eunuchs in attendance moved towards her, but was stayed by a raised hand from his Master.“Did nobody explain the protocol of visiting my bedroom?” he asked.“Oh, yes, but I ignored it. I am not one of your little slaves, who all worship you. I am a woman, for the moment living in your house, offering myself to you the man, not to you the Emir, Lord of All This Land, may. It’s a dream, my brain said. I stopped fighting. To my own surprise, I snuggled into your chest and relaxed, quite prepared to go back to sleep. I felt your breath on my cheek. ‘Don’t leave me,’ you whispered. My heart slammed into my ribs and my eyes snapped open. This was new. You had an accent I wasn’t expecting and can’t place, and a voice that made something in my belly curl with recognition. A pleasant timbre overlaid with a sleepy growl. ‘Who… what?’ It was out of my mouth before I.