Chapter 5

Rajesh wakes with the first light slanting across the bedroom. Fatima is already where he left her—knees spread, wrists bound behind her back, nose hook pulling her nostrils wide so every breath drags across the head of his cock. The rope from the hook runs taut to the bedpost, keeping her face inches from his groin. He stretches, yawns, then swings his legs over the edge so his half-hard shaft brushes her hooked nose.

“Open.”

Fatima’s lips part. Rajesh lets his morning piss stream straight into her mouth, slow and steady, filling her until it spills over her chin and runs down her throat in thick rivulets. He doesn’t stop until the last drops are gone; then he shakes the final beads onto her tongue.

He stands, yanks the nose-hook rope free from the bedpost, and leads her on all fours to the bathroom like a dog. Once there he squats over the toilet, grunting as he empties his bowels. When he’s finished he snaps his fingers. Fatima crawls forward, tongue already out, and begins licking the soiled ring of his asshole in long, flat strokes. The bitter taste coats her tongue; she swallows without hesitation. Rajesh reaches for the hand-shower, rinses himself, then aims the spray so the water cascades over his ass and drips onto her waiting tongue. She laps every drop, sucking the last trickles from his hole until he’s clean and glistening.

Back in the bedroom he re-hooks her nose and ties the lead short so her face stays pressed against his cock while he dresses. Every few minutes he feels the urge and simply angles his shaft into her open mouth, pissing again without breaking conversation or even looking down.

At breakfast Khalid is already seated. Rajesh clips a short leash to the thick septum ring in Fatima’s nose and makes her crawl beneath the table on hands and knees. While the two men eat, Rajesh’s free hand rests on her head, guiding her mouth onto his cock. She sucks slowly, steadily, taking him to the root each time he hardens. When he finally cums he holds her nose against his pubic bone, flooding her throat with thick spurts that she gulps down like the only meal she’ll get.