So do you, my fine fellow. So do you." Me? Me?" If you want a shot at Sharon's ass, and if you want to hold on to your worthless life, then you'll jus... have to follow the program."At gunpoint still, Barney let Sharon help him up from the floor. She snapped tight-fitting metal bands onto his wrists. Through attached eyelets in each of these shackles the lovely lady linked a cable leading up to a pulley overhead. She stepped back, and as her husband cranked the handle of an unseen winch, Barney. Her other hand, hidden by the folds of the gown slowly closed around the dagger and she smiled knowing that sooner or later she would use this jeweled piece of cutlery to carve his face to ribbons and slit his throat! Her smile seemed to drive him to madness and he backhanded her hard across the face. She staggered backwards at the swiftness of the attack and fell sprawled across the floor. Before she could regain her feet he was upon her, pinning her to the floor through sheer brute strength,. I heard him tell her that after he makes her cum eating her pussy and asshole he was going to slam his cock as deep as it would go into her tight cunt. She was moaning so loudly that I just knew he was doing licking her sweet pussy. I stepped around the corner to the window and peeked in. We had no furniture yet, so she was laying on the floor with her legs spread as far as they would go and his mouth and tongue were buried in her hole. I could also see that he had a couple fingers stabbing. I was having a red and gold hand stitched silk sari custom made to match the Sultan's attire for the ceremonies, he also had my jewellery specially made as a surprise for me; which I had to wait 'til the day of the wedding to see. I spent all my time with my chaperone and the Sultans' mother Tahirah, going over details for the henna night, the ceremony, wedding party, my dress, the rings and the first time being alone with the Sultan. ***** The day of the wedding was fast approaching, the night.