Chapter 1

The sailing vessel finally made it to the pier of the port of the island of Zanzibar, to the immense relief of it’s passengers. Among them was Annabelle, a stunning beauty, even by today’s standards. She was in her late twenties, and shockingly unmarried for those times,

She was 5 ft 7 with the face of an angel, beautiful upturned French nose, sensual pink pouting lips, high check bones, stunning light green eyes and long thick wavy hair that was this rear mixture of light brown with red and blond streaks and it reached down to her waist, but was now piled up under her hat. Her body was perfection it’s self, small delicate shoulders, with a narrow ribcage and breasts that were larger than would fit someone so slim, they were now held in the reinforced iron grip of the bra of that era, but when let free they hang just slightly low on her chest, enough to make any man’s mouth water (and a few other things too), with her light pink delectable nipples needing the slightest provocation to become hard. Her waist was slim but at the hips her body expanded shaping in a large firm and beautifully curved ass, as though sculptured, with big firm satin skinned cheeks. Her legs were what we call today fashion legs, they were long and beautifully curved in the thigh and below the knee ending in perfectly shaped feet.

She was arriving in Zanzibar to collect her thoughts and try to find for her own sake some logical explanation of her behaviour with her French lover, she needed the isolation this island would offer her.

She had been introduced to this tall French aristocrat two years ago, in the hope of her relatives that she would get married but things took a different course. The passions that burned inside her and which she tried hard to hide had somehow been released in the hands of this man and finally finding it impossible to resist her beauty, he had seduced her and although he had the reputation of a powerful lover, he had been alarmed and humbled by her wantonness in bed, At some time he had decided not to marry such an hot woman but to satisfy his kinky desires he had wanted to be next to her while someone else was using her body, so he started insinuating such a triangle but she rebuffed his attempts, until one night when she had a glass of wine too much, they ended in his bed more by force than her own free will and as his friend was mounting her with lust, he would ask, lying next to her, if she was enjoying it. At first she protested, but as the night wore on, the feeling of being helpless and the dominance of her lovers had taken over her senses and she had acted so passionately reaching to orgasms that had left her drained. After that she felt so ashamed of herself and wanted to break up with him, but could offer only meek resistance when it happened again and again and again, until one day her lover had to leave on a trip and she had found the chance to calm down and decided to collect her things and travel to some secluded place to collect her thoughts and examine her feelings.