When she swallowed, the muscles of Penny's throat caressed and massaged Mahguib's pulsing cock like a thousand tiny fingers, and he could feel the scalding pressure building in his swollen balls. Even now, there was an oozing drop of semen seeping from the bulb-like head, and Penny could taste its peculiar flavor on her tongue as she swirled it around his sausage-like penis.
It was so agonizingly delicious he could hardly bear it. The surging flood in his loins was bursting to get out, and he knew he could contain it only a few minutes longer. He pulled his thick shaft from her mouth, holding it just at her wet, lipstick rimmed lips, rubbing against the softness of her tongue, another tiny drop of semen seeping from the swollen tip.
The Arab savored the agonizing delicacy of the American girl's probing tongue exploring the throbbing tip of his aching penis, poking at the tiny opening, sending shivers of delight throughout his body. But in a moment he could stand it no longer, and his disproportionately thick shaft slid again between her moist, warm lips and into her narrow throat, her cheeks hollowing to accommodate him as his hairy loins ground wetly against her face, brushing her nose and chin with his wiry pubic hair.
"How do you like sucking the cock of an Arab?" he teased lewdly. "Is it better than your American Jews?"
Penny tried to answer, but Mahguib's greasy flesh filled her throat, and it was nearly impossible just to breathe. He was pumping faster and faster into her mouth, ramming his stiff little penis into her warm, wet lips with long, hard thrusts that bored down her ravaged throat passage, choking and gagging her with every thrilling lunge.
Just a few more deep thrusts and it would all be over his balls would pump their obscene load into her voraciously sucking face and nothing she could do would stop it…nothing!
Mahguib slowed his deep, savage thrusts still just as deep in her soft oral passage, but slower, so he could make it last as long as possible. The sheer ecstasy of his burning load spurting from his achingly hard cock into her mouth was something he wanted to long remember. He wanted her to gulp down every drop of his load to suck his thick cock until nothing remained in his balls. He leaned his head back, waiting.. waiting…
The burning, liquid flooded out of his swollen balls and along the length of his hard shaft like lava from a volcano, and exploded against the back of her throat as he gave one last lunge. "Suck it! Suck it dry, slave!" he bellowed.
Penny gulped it down greedily in big, gasping swallows. Her fingers squeezed the Arab's emptying balls, summoning every precious drop from his loins, his wet, fleshy cock shoved as far as it would go down her hungry, throat.
She couldn't control herself the savage lust that dwelled deep within the darkest recesses of her soul had reared its ugly head. With every gulping mouthful, she hated herself more and more, but there was no turning back. She wanted every warm ounce of his sperm, and she sucked voraciously until there was nothing left, until his balls emptied the last musky squirt into her quivering stomach.
Then, as quickly as it had all begun, the swarthy Arab slaver was withdrawing his shriveling sticky flesh from the slippery confines of Penny's mouth. Is he done with me? she hoped desperately. Will he go away and leave me alone? Her hopes died in her throat as Mahguib opened his mouth to speak.
"You show some promise," he leered, "but…but I think perhaps a little too much spirit for my tastes…and those of my many clients." He paused a minute or two to wipe himself clean on her silken hair. "With a bit of training in the art of respect for your superiors, most particularly I think you will come to fetch a fine price." Abruptly, he let his voice trail off, then wandered toward the door leading to the main room and whispered something to his awaiting bodyguard.
Penny's pounding heart almost stopped as she saw the Arab's vicious-looking bodyguard peering over his shoulder at her nakedness while his master spoke. Then, it lodged in her throat as she saw him turn on heels and follow Mahguib into the room.
"This is my dear friend, Gamal," explained Mahguib. "He is going to whip your pretty little ass with his belt."
Penny's breathing stopped altogether as the slaver's words registered in her consciousness. "B-But why?" she gasped finally, drawing her knees together to protect her vulnerability. "Oh, God…what have I done?"
Mahguib smiled sadistically. Already his short fat penis was beginning to thicken again. "What have you done, my dear? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."
"Then why-"
"Because it gives me an erection, my dear…During the course of your bondage, you will undoubtedly come under the tutelage of many who share this little peculiarity of mine…who knows, my pretty? You may even come to like it!"
Suddenly, the entire torturous experience welled up in Penny's throat. Uncontrollably, she began to scream.
The anger rose in Mahguib. He didn't have to stand for such adolescent nonsense. "Silence the bitch, Gamal!" he ordered.
In two giant strides, the grotesquely enormous bodyguard closed the gap between himself and the American girl. He hit Penny across the face, hard. And, before she could catch her breath again, his hand was at her throat, throttling her, his dirty hand covering her mouth, blocking any possibility of further screaming.
Penny's eyes bulged and she shuddered in fright and revulsion. She struggled, but Gamal shoved her easily across the room, his body close to hers. Her stomach was doing nauseous flips and she thought she would vomit as he forced her to the bed.
"Oh, God…NooMff!" she gasped within the cup of his mammoth hand. "Let me GoMfff!"
She fought the rough grip of the monster who was forcing her onto the bed. She could see his bulging firey eyes devouring her naked body, taking in her voluptuous loins and thighs, the startling bulge of her breasts now jutting proudly forward as she struggled. Oh, God! she panicked, they're both insane.
INSANE!
Then, Mahguib was stripping off his own leather belt from his discarded pants and handing it to his awesome protector. "Gag the whore's mouth with this, Gamal," he instructed. "I would rather listen to the bitch's whimpers than her screams!"
The ogrish bodyguard complied instantly, forcing the stiff leather strip into her mouth like a bit and bridle and knotted it tightly behind her head. Then, unprompted, he picked up one of the short lengths of rope left lying on the bed and began to bind her hands behind her back with it.
"That will silence you for a while," Mahguib drooled gleefully, "filthy American slut!" He reached out and spun Penny around to face him, and she tottered unsteadily in her agony. She couldn't yell. God, she could hardly keep from gagging and vomiting at the taste of the sweat-soaked leather in her mouth.
Instantly, the two filthy Arabs spread her naked, unprotected body on the bed. They were both laughing maniacally as they rolled her over on her stomach, exposing her lush white buttocks.
Gamal stared down at the soft, creamy mounds of Penny's ass glistening in the torchlight, helpless to resist anything he wanted to do. He felt power surge through him her asshole, her cunt, everything was his! He had suddenly become aware that Penny was not one of the usual whores, but something very special indeed. She has class. She was different…better than all the whores who had refused his money…laughed at his ugly face!
"Whip her, Gamal!" Mahguib squealed excitedly, his voice taking on an insane high-pitched intensity. "Whip her! Whip her ass!" His eyes bulged sickeningly behind the mirror-finish sunglasses and flecks of spittle formed in the corners of his fiendish mouth. "Whip her! Whip her! WHIP HER!"
***Doug glanced nervously at his watch for the fourth time in as many minutes. It was five minutes after seven and, still, the Arabs hadn't left yet. What the hell is keeping them? he wondered.