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Fuad's Hareem

Copyright© 2002 by Frenchy the Third

Chapter 4: A Little Skills Inventory

BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 4: A Little Skills Inventory - What if all that Iraqi oil money was spent on creating a really fancy bunker for the Republican Guards. What if the pervert from the Female POW series showed up in this bunker? What if white slavery were involved? A clueless geek and some less than willing sex slaves eventually do in a conniving General

Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Consensual   NonConsensual   Rape   Fiction   BDSM   MaleDom   Torture   Snuff   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Violence  

Charlotte called them all to sit at the "kitchen table" again. Again Su Li was allowed to remain in her cot. Charlotte asked Lucinda and Dana to make coffee for the group.

When Dana didn't get up from her seat immediately, Lucinda yanked her hair and told her: "C'mon you lazy whore. Haven't you figured out yet that she's the fucking general's sweetheart? She's in charge here, hey? That wasn't a request, it was a fucking order. Get off your lazy ass and do as you're told!" Dana shook herself loose from Lucinda's hold and looked ready to start a fight.

Before the situation could get out of hand, Charlotte barked: "Lucinda, y'all apologize ta her right now, ya hear? Ah said, y'all apologize right now!"

Lucinda put up her hands and spoke carefully to Dana: "I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry. I din' mean no harm, hey? I don' need no more enemies. Just forget it, okay? I'm sorry?"

Dana nodded and, with only minor hesitation, followed Lucinda behind a curtain located at the far end of the room.

The others began to besiege Charlotte with questions again, as soon as they were seated at the table. Her response was: "Now y'all just shut up and let me tell this in mah own way and then y'all can ask questions efter Ah'm done."

"Now ah don' rightly know how y'all got here, exactly. Ah 'spects Ah'd wind up dead if Ah ever really did know. Y'all are here and thet's thet! Let's move on ta "where we are and why are we all here." This here is a secret base and nobody knows where it is, much less thet we all's in it. There are ten thousand troops includin' their officers here and y'all can guarantee they don' leave here much, not at all, period. Now we are here ta keep General Fuad happy. Thet there is yer bottom line and I do mean bottom."

Charlotte turned her attention to the curtain and called out: "Lucinda, are y'all gettin' the job done back there?" Lucinda was quick to reply: "We're fine. I'm just giving Dana the grand tour."

Charlotte saw fit to seek confirmation with Dana: "Dana, is every li'l thang just alrighty back there?" Dana answered with: "It's okay. We're fine. This is incredible! Could I have one of the sodas in the refrigerator, instead of coffee. I don't usually drink coffee in the middle of the night."

Charlotte looked around the table to ask: "Would anyone else like a coke, instead of coffee?" With hardly a hesitation she yelled back to Dana: "Y'all go ahead and have yourself one, Dana, and bring one for little Kristin here. Ah don't think she drinks coffee, yet. Isn't that right, honey? Ah thought so! Now hurry it up y'all, Ah don' wanna have ta do this all twice. And Lucinda, y'all break out some new clean coffee cups. Bring 'em in here now, y'all don't have to sit there and watch the coffee make itself."

When Dana and Lucinda had rejoined the group, Charlotte continued: "Now where did ah leave off? Let's see... well, keepin' the general happy, thet's it in a nutshell, but it does get a little more complicated. Let's start with this room, Ah s'pose. Y'all will respect each other's belongin's. No one touches yer bed or yer clothes without yer permission. And by the way, there's a pen so's y'all can write yer names in them, just like goin' to camp. We takes turns doing the cookin' and dishes. We'll put up a new list now and y'all can sign up for turns, everybody gets one."

Lucinda interrupted: "Charlotte, hey! Cut to the chase. They don' care whose gotta do the dishes. They need to know what's expected of them, every day. Just tell em, okay?"

Charlotte flustered: "Well... , now... , Uh yeah! Ah was getting ta thet. Y'all are here ta provide sexual services ta General Fuad, and his officers, if he says so, and Doctor Arkan, and..."

Lucinda interrupted again: "And anybody else the damn General pleases or wants to please. In any way they please. C'mon Charlotte let's get down to the nitty gritty. We can figure out who's gonna fill the ice cube trays later."

Kristin asked: "We've got ice cube trays?"

Charlotte answered: "We shore do, honey! Now lemme get down ta it here... The bottom line here is... , ummm, y'all are here to provide a resident brothel for this here bunker. Y'all will have sex with whomever yer assigned, ta their satisfaction. Not that y'all might not find some satisfaction in it, but that's not a given and it's yer problem not theirs. Y'all can expect ta satisfy at least one man per day and most days a lot more than one."

Dana interrupted: "Charlotte, what about, you know... surfing the crimson wave... , you know, like... the monthly curse?" She was more than a little non-plussed when Lucinda snorted coffee and almost choked with laughter at Dana's question.

Charlotte response was: "Lucinda, now y'all just stifle yerself! Dana, honey, they don' rightly care if yer bleedin' or not. If yer vagina is ta the point where y'all jest can't stand something in it, then y'all will satisfy them with yer mouth, yer bottom or whatever it takes to keep 'em happy! Is thet clear?"

Dana asked: "Okay, so I have to give 'em a blowjob during my period is that it? Do we get flavored condoms, at least?

Lucinda answered her: "No, 'honey', ain't no condoms here, period. We women have been trying to get the men used to us pushing the cum back out of our mouths after they're done spewing. It gives them some sort of thrill to think there was so much that we couldn't get it all in our mouths and it beats the hell out of having to swallow it all."

Beth pushed herself back from the table and volunteered: "Eww! Ickky! Ickky! Ickky! That's ishhhh! In our mouths? Ewwwww!"

Lucinda continued: "That's not the worst of it, Beth. You get used to the taste of the cum...

Patty, with a look of total disgust on her face, interrupted: "Oh! Let me guess. The worst thing is that we're in a desert here, right? So some of these pricks haven't had a bath in a week... or more? And they eat really spicy foods and they are definitely not getting their eight glasses of water a day? So they have a stinky, uncircumcised dick that spews something that's gonna taste like bleach..."

Lucinda finished for her: "And you'd better act like it tastes like the yummiest ice cream you've ever had. They had better believe that you've been just moonin' aroun' waitin' for the next taste of their special flavor."

Charlotte tried to reclaim control: "Okay, Ah think it's time to take a little inventory here. Now, I want everyone to tell me the absolute honest truth. Not tellin' the truth is goin' to make it hard on everyone, is that clear?" She looked around the table. "Okay, now! How many of y'all ain't never had sex with a camel, raise your hands and I better see everyone's hand in the air. Put 'em up there and leave 'em there until I tell you can take 'em down."

Beth asked: "What about Su Li? She's still in bed. Should I go get her?"

Charlotte replied: "No, she needs her sleep. Ah already know her answers. Okay, now put yer hand down if y'all have had sex with another woman."

Again, Beth was prompted to burst out: "Ewww! Ickky! Ishhh! Yukkk! That's disgusting!"

Patty had taken her hand down, along with Charlotte, Lucinda, and Dana. She spoke out: "Well, actually it's not disgusting at all! It can be very sweet and you don't have to worry about getting pregnant and..." She stopped as she noticed all eyes were on her. She decided to change the subject: "Say Charlotte, what are we supposed to use for birth control, if there aren't any condoms. I don't suppose we can assume they are all going to have vasectomies or something?"

No, honey, that sure isn't gonna happen. Ah wouldn' mind handin' out a few of them vasectomies personally, but thet ain' gonna happen. Y'all will get a complete physical from the medical doctors here. They have a good staff, but they don' really know much about women. Be glad yer not in Bahrain! Doctors there cain't look at your pussy directly, they have ta look at it in a mirror. This bunch does a good job, most of the time. Y'all will be on the pill and, if'n it's necessary, we got some of thet French RU42 stuff, ta handle little accidents thet slip by. But make sure y'all take yer pills. The General takes a mighty dim view of a girl gettin' herself knocked up, a mighty dim view indeed. If y'all want it, the medical staff could tie yer tubes. Ah thinks thet's best, but it's up to y'all, and don' count on a long recovery time."

Kristin spoke up: "Can we rest our arms, mine's getting really tired?"

Charlotte smile and said: "Yeah sure, honey, put 'em down. Alrighty! 'The sixty four thousand dollar question' is: are any o' y'all a virgin? Now, hold up yer hand! She snickered: "No way Lucinda! Ah mean in yer vagina, not yer left ear. Well, Kristin and Beth... Bless yer hearts. That's somethin' to know. Alrighty! Put yer hands down."

"Alrighty, now how many of y'all have never had a man in your bottom? C'mon show me yer hands... Patty y'all can drop yers if y'all have had a good size dildo or vibrator up there. Yep, thought so! Okay, Beth! Ah guess yer the only one. Kristin, are y'all sure what Ah'm talkin' about here? Ah thought y'all had yer hand up fer bein' a virgin."

"Yes!" said Kristin, while turning beat red. Her mind went back to a summer in junior high. Her mother had almost grounded her for life when she found out she had to go to summer school to keep from having to repeat eighth grade. Maybe she didn't, because Kristin's stepfather would use his belt on Kristin again. Her mother was scared of his temper, when she was sober. More likely, if Kristin were grounded she would have had to quit her after school job and the money she brought home made it easier for her mother and stepfather to go to the bars. On a good night, her parents would come home late, barely able to drive and go straight to their bedroom. The bedsprings would squeak for a long, long time and her mother would squeal and cry out. Eventually her stepfather would let go a string of curse words and things would get quiet. Her mother would make a quick trip to the bathroom and then retire for the night. The children would rest easy, knowing the parents would not be back out to "educate" them that evening.

The only bright spot in that summer had been Robby. He was a freshman at the local junior college. Her parents had been somewhat concerned about the age disparity, but Robby was willing to listen to her stepdad's endless stories from his army years and he even flirted just the tiniest bit with her mother. That was enough to make him welcome in the house. Most of the time he was smart enough to come around after her parents had left for the bar. Her friends were totally in awe of her for dating a real "college man." Kristin had no illusions about Robby's attraction to her. It had a lot to do with her breasts that had somehow grown so huge over the last year. He loved to play with them while they made out and it made her get all hot and wet "down there." He would suck on them so hard and then slip his hand under the waistband of her panties and play with her clitoris. And he didn't even need to be told where it was, another advantage of dating an "older, experienced man." He had asked her to go all the way many times, but had always stopped when she insisted she couldn't.

Another major plus to the relationship was: Robby could get booze. All she had to do was to call him and he would drop by for the money and return with whatever she asked for. This had made her immensely popular with the "IN" clique at school and she and her friends were invited to parties that would have been closed to them "PR". That was the time: "Pre-Robby." She couldn't imagine how life would be without him, yet it was obvious his "love" was strongest when she went further and further with him sexually. She had tried to maintain the tension as long as she could, but something was going to have to give. Maybe she shouldn't have started drinking with her little brother and her stepbrothers at home.

They had promised to pay for the liquor and they would even let her have some. Their parents were gone for the weekend to some veterans convention. She had called Robby and he had come through, as always. He couldn't stay to party, but he told her to go ahead and have a good time. They had started drinking early in the day and had kept it up until late that night. Her stepbrothers had dared her to show them her breasts and she had agreed, if they would show her something. Somehow it had wound up with them all naked in their parents bedroom.

To this day she couldn't remember exactly how Tom, the oldest, had talked her into trying to give him a blowjob. Partly it was because she had always had the hots for him, "PR", and partly because she wanted to learn to do it for Robby. He was going to want something more from her eventually and she would have to give him something. She had started out jerking him off and then he had wanted to be jerked off all over her chest. From there they had graduated to tittyfucking and now he was always trying to either stick it in her pussy or her mouth, whenever he was ready to come. She was so frightened of getting pregnant that she had been thinking about learning to please him orally. Somehow that had slipped out while talking with her brothers.

Tom had assured her that a lot of guys wouldn't even care if they could get in her pussy, as long as she sucked them off. Of course he was only too willing to teach her how to do it. He made a big deal about how she had to promise to swallow it. The other brothers had ringed her like a cheering squad and she felt incredibly excited to be the center of attention. It was so nasty and dirty to be kneeling between her stepbrother's legs while he sat naked on the edge of her parents bed... and so totally hot.

Tom was a tall and skinny boy and his thing was really long and skinny. He first taught her to slide the skin back and forth like he did when he was playing with himself. She didn't tell him she had already conquered this skill from experience with Robby. Tom didn't seem to question how she was able to pick up just the right rhythm and pressure so quickly.

The next thing he wanted her to do was to run her tongue all up and down the shaft and get him all wet. That was kind of gross, but it was exciting too. The other brothers were playing with themselves and that was just like in her fantasies when she played with herself.

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