My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 15
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 15 - My wife and I were living the dream life employed by a rich Sheikh in his Singapore office. But the dream turned to a nightmare when the Sheikh decided that he wanted to add a new trophy to his private collection. And that trophy was my wife!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Blackmail Consensual NonConsensual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Humiliation Light Bond Rough Interracial Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Food Oral Sex Safe Sex Voyeurism Royalty
Man: Come ... You are my guests ... Please sit ... My name is Zul ... I am a businessman ... I just want to do business ... Nobody gets hurt...
Zul looked like the typical Arab, large framed and with a bushy moustache. He had on a pair of pants but instead of shoes, he wore sandals, paired with what looked like a ripped of Ralph Lauren polo. He waved his gun while he ordered his men around, leaving everyone with no doubt as to who was in charge. Zul sat in between both women and he placed his arms around their shoulders. He pulled Lydia close to his face and I saw my wife cringing. He sniffed her before he turned the other way and did the same to Maiko.
James: Leave them alone! You want to do business? Do it with me...
Zul chuckled and leaned back on the old sofa. He looked at me for a few seconds before asking how I was related to the girls.
Zul: You are colleagues? Friends? Friends with benefits...? Hahaha ... James: She’s my wife...!
I pointed towards Lydia.
Zul: Oh wife ... Then what about her?
Zul pointed to Maiko.
James: She’s my colleague ... Zul: Hmmmm ... in that case ... I prefer the wife...
Zul tried to hug Lydia and she immediately started screaming and pleading for Zul to let her go. I tried to lunge forward to help Lydia but was held back by the other three men.
James: ARGHHHHHH! Zul: Hey ... hey ... hey ... come on brother ... relax ... I was joking ... hahaha...
Zul then turned to Maiko. He put his hand on her lap and I saw him stroking her on her thigh before his hand started to reach under her dress.
Maiko: No ... please no...! James: Leave her alone!
I struggled as the men held onto each of my arms and pressed me down on my knees. Zul shook his head.
Zul: Tsk ... tsk ... tsk ... I’m very confused ... You say this one is your wife ... You want to save her ... I understand ... But she...
Zul pulled Maiko towards his face and planted a kiss on her cheek while he caressed her breasts. She tried to push his hands away but he held firmly onto her.
Maiko: Ernghhh! Zul: She is not your wife ... Why do you care what I do? Haha ... James: Let them go! How much money do you want! I’ll pay you! Zul: Hahaha ... how much money do you have?
Zul said something in Arabic and his men started emptying my pockets and relieved me of my wallet.
James: Don’t touch me! How much do you want!
Besides taking my wallet, the men started to remove my clothes. I tried to stop them but my shirt was literally ripped off my body. Before I could come to terms with the situation, my pants were pulled off and the panties that I had stuffed my dick into since I left the airport was revealed. I almost fainted when I saw the expression on my wife’s face when she saw the panties I was wearing. Initially, Zul did not notice the panties as he was busy asking his men how much I had in my wallet. Then he burst out laughing upon realising the hero wannabe was wearing female underwear.
Zul: Hahahahahaha ... What the fuck brother? Hahahaha!
Zul stood up and gestured to his men who took a look then burst out laughing. I had never felt so humiliated before.
Zul: Some kind of game you playing? You play kinky game with your wife? Hahaha...
Zul turned to Lydia, asking her if she made me wear her underwear.
Zul: Who wears the pants at home? Hahaha ... This man obviously wear the panties...
The men were laughed so hard that I felt like crawling into a hole.
Zul: No? Not you? You didn’t make him wear female panties? Hahaha!
By then, Lydia looked like she wanted to kick me in the nuts. As if getting them into this mess was not enough, I had to be humiliated like this while wearing panties.
Lydia: Is that Maiko’s underwear, you pervert?!
Lydia spat out the words and stood up. She stared at Maiko who looked back at her as she trembled on the sofa. Zul clapped and waved his gun at Maiko, gesturing for her to stand up.
Zul: Up ... UP! Come show me ... haha ... Maiko: No ... NO, please NO! Ernghhhh!
Zul grabbed Maiko around the waist and lifted her dress to the roaring laughter of his men. He showed everyone the male underwear that she was wearing. He laughed so loud that he had to bend over and squat on the floor. Wiping tears from his eyes with the same hand that held on to his gun, Zul looked at my fuming wife and asked if she knew what the fuck was going on.
Zul: You ... you wife ... What is this? Hahaha ... You don’t know?
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