Reluctantly she opened the jacket and he could see the white lace brassière holding her small breasts up to present a cleavage."Six," said the Emir."...Six what?" asked Janice."Six strokes of the whip for your disobedience so far. If you continue to delay it's going to be a painful night for you."Janice was naked in a matter of seconds and kneeling on the floor of the car with a mouth full of Royal cock as she fondled the crown jewels."Better," said the Emir as he stretched languorously, "We have. I wrapped my arms around Mai and hugged her until she squeaked. Actions speak louder than words, but words count, too, and that was the first time she'd anything to hint that she'd wanted me in the same way that I'd wanted her.Toward the end of July, we began bringing in the first of our zucchini, yellow crookneck squash, white summer squash, and string beans. The tomatoes followed in August. The garden-fresh vegetables were delicious, and every meal at which we ate them was a celebration of. When I asked about her husband she said theirs were a love-arranged marriage and that she loves him too much. Slowly she started to talk about him and eventually ended up saying sometimes, she misses him and feels lonely without a man presence. I comforted her saying that if she needs someone, I’d be there few houses away. She replied I can’t be there for everything for which I assured her that I’d try to be there for whatever she wants.This is when our talks escalated. We became more and more. We had a cart that we could put our balls and chains. She was not nice to anyone and I was ridiculed as nothing more than her eunuch.Each new pod we entered got the same reaction, muted laughter followed by complete disrespect when she called me Bondage Boy. No amount of pleading would get her to stop. She was determined to make me miserable.Fletcher enjoyed walking the pod when we were locked in. He and Markson, the pod chief, never missed a chance to spread the humiliation. They would.