She doesn't seem happy here, yet she is as obedient and submissive as can be, and she seems to enjoy being spanked and beaten. I had hoped for a littl... more fire."The Emir was discussing Lujain, his new French concubine, with Ramzy El-Najjar who had no idea why the Emir thought there was a problem. If the concubine was submissive and obedient, and took the whip well, what else could a man want?Suddenly the Emir stood up and said, "Excuse me Ramzy; I just had an idea."Ramzy El-Najjar did not. She was spared for a few minutes, before the sunlight came in her bedroom window and hit her square on the face. If she had any energy, she would pull down the shade, but she had none. She tried to roll over&hellip, Trying to descend into the soft fluffy world of her bed, where her hangover would not exist. But it was no use. She heard the creaking of floorboards. The muttering of voices. The banging of the heater pipes. The scent of coffee brewing, giving her the only pleasure. But the reality. “Well how will you know if he’s any good,” she had said with a collective wink to the other girls,” if you don’t get some experience before hand?” The other babes had giggled Mandy looking out of her depth. Which when it came to boys and battling Louise she definitely was. The confident bitch was looking forward to her lame reply but Mandy never managed to answer before the heart stopping blare of horns; followed by the careering down hill slide, then this.Now she was out of her depth. No. To them, we were just another couple in love.“I think…I’m tipsy.”“Drunk Alex coming back out to play tonight?”“No! You won’t be seeing her for a very long time. I think sweet, frisky, emotional Alex will be making an appearance tonight.”“Oh, that’s one of my favorite versions of you.”“I’m a crazy bitch. You can say it.”“Don’t have to. You said it for me.”Alex grabbed my cock through my shorts. She had a vice grip on my balls. It was hot.“Careful mister. It is our anniversary, but I will cut.