Paul was trying to get a major building contract from the government there. I traveled as his secretary, but fully expected to be used to cement the d...eal. We met with many dignitaries, and finally I ended up serving the minister to the sultan, Sheik Hamal Al-Mansur" Al-Mansur" Juggy gasped, recognizing the name"Yes, Al-Mansur. He was the man who would have to sign the contract." Sarah continued. "Paul and I went to dinner at his palace, and I served them both there, that night. The following. He took some water and bathedme then he placed the cup over my clitoris to protect it from the labia tiedmy legs closed together and left me there. For nights I lay there doing my business on the bed he would come in andchange the sheets beneath me every day. How humiliated I felt tied and boundthis huge lump peering up at me as I lay there having to urinate and emptymy bowels on the bed in which I was made to lye in all day. A week later he came to me and untied my legs and inspected my. At the end of it, Clara moved to us, gave Linda a kiss and moved between her legs. She started to lick Linda while Martin went to the table, had a sip of his wine and looked at us for about a minute. He then walked up behind Clara, moved up her Dress, and got down on her. He pushed the string to the side, licked her for about half a minute, got up again, put his pants down and started to fuck her from behind. This made her readjust and move away from Linda, who now got up, turned around, put my. ‘Finally I get to serve you with my pussy,’ she said cutely as I lifted her up, sitting her on the bed. ‘Just wait, you’ll see, my little slit’s quiverring for you. It’s so hot that my orgasms feel so good to you, that sometimes you can barely move. I’m glad you’ve already had one orgasm, cause this is probably gonna feel really good.’ I leaned her back, spreading her legs, my tip in her soft labia as she held her tits up for me, high heels on my ass. ‘I’m really tight,’ she whispered softly to.