White Delights
Copyright© 2010 by Charm Brights
Chapter 18: Invitation
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 18: Invitation - The Emir has decided to add to his harem. He finds a concubine in Paris, but she isn't what he wants. The Irish discovery is very much to his taste, but she draws the line at sharing him with a harem of "whatevers". In Australia he is comprehensively insulted and takes his revenge by having the woman enslaved and sold. In England, a young widow and her daughter take his fancy and both enjoy all the bedroom delights he can dream up. The author’s favourite Delights novel.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Rape Coercion Blackmail Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Historical Incest Mother Son Daughter BDSM DomSub MaleDom Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial First Oral Sex Anal Sex Petting Caution Violence
"I insist," thundered the Emir, "If you are saying that she cannot be put aboard my private aircraft without anyone in Australia knowing it has been done, then I will get a new Head of Security in this embassy."
"Master, may you live for ever, it can be done, but it is illegal," protested the unfortunate guard.
"Under the Vienna Convention, in what country are we now standing?" demanded the Emir.
"Master, may you live for ever, the Kobekistani Embassy and its grounds are in Kobekistan, but..."
"But nothing. In Kobekistan who decrees what is the law?"
"You, Master, may you live for ever."
"Fine, persuade her to come into the Embassy without breaking Australia law. Drug her here, because I say it is legal. Put her in a crate and move it to the plane as a Diplomatic Bag. Would that not be entirely legal?" the Emir was really angry now.
"But..." the protest continued.
"Maktum, how long would it take to strangle this one?" asked the Emir.
Maktum moved forwards slowly, eyeing up the other Security guard.
"Perhaps five minutes, Master, if I did not hurry."
The Emir turned back to the unfortunate embassy official, "Your choice."
The man fell to the floor in obeisance, ~As the Master wishes.~"
"Good," said the Emir cheering up, "And if it is done in the next twenty-four hours you can keep your job as well as your life."
Twenty-two hours later the aircraft of the Air Kobekistani Royal Flight took off bearing the Emir home, and carrying a large crate of diplomatic material. The Australian customs officials were not in the least perturbed by the unusual size of the crate, assuming that the visiting head of state had been shopping, and was using the diplomatic bag privilege simply as a means of avoiding departure delays. Kobekistan, after all, was a good friend of Australia, buying a lot of meat and wool from their huge sheep farms and paying for it in crude oil.
Once in the air, the woman was unpacked from the crate and attended by expert medical staff who ensured that she was kept well fed and hydrated, while remaining fully sedated. She was also tattooed with a number indicating that she was an indentured worker whose contract was owned by the Emir. She had ceased to be Bridget Browne-with-an-e and had become Akilah, a slave in the royal household. Oddly, and at the Emir's express orders, she had been allowed to retain all her Australian clothing. Some garments had been removed to allow natural functions to take place without soiling them, but they had been carefully stored.
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