As the beautiful soprano voice filled the throne room with the magic of Verdi's music, all of the audience were moved, and tears came into the Princes... Zubeydeh's eyes.As the music faded away there was a spontaneous round of applause, and Lama moved gracefully over to the whipping bench where she draped herself elegantly on her belly and maintained a perfect pose with both orifices clearly available to her beloved. Again the Emir waited, and again Mahmoud ibn Sultan did not move to offer her to. I told her we do not have chance and place.If we have one let us do it. I was asked by my brother to take her to an ayurvedic doctor in Alappuzha for her head ache treatment. Later I knew that it was her decision to meet the doctor in alappuzha. We came to Alappuzha on my bike.From place to Alappuzha is 2 hrs of journey. She was wearing a red sari and she looked so beautiful. Her breasts did not rest during the trip. They were punching me like anything. Her right hand was on my thigh and. I asked her where her husband was and she said "He's too busy on the council", she said it with an element of downheartedness. As we sat down with our tea, we were chatting about this and that and the up and coming Christening.As she got up to wash up she took my cup and brushed her hand on mine, as I looked at her she said "Sorry", as she walked into the little kitchen I walked in behind her. Putting my hands on her hips she turned round quickly and I put my lips on hers and soon we were. I know now that I should have been disgusted by all ofthis, but truth be told, my sissy hypnosis training was such that I wasthrilled at the thought of being the best sissy slut around.Whenever I had a free moment, I would find myself down on my kneespracticing my sissy slut techniques. Yes, I was just a sissy slut slave,but somehow it was everything I ever wanted to be.That's why I was so devastated when I turned 30. Master had blessed mewith many surgeries, so I had become a walking wet.