Chapter 28: The Countess's Slave

The British Ambassador was summoned to the Golden Palace for a private audience with the Emir, and they chatted amiably over coffee and small sweetmeats for some time before the Emir broached the subject he wished to raise with the British Government's representative.

"Tell me, Your Excellency, if I were to make the Earl of Bargoed an Honorary Consul for the Government of Kobekistan, what would Her Britannic Majesty's Government's reaction be?"

"I can see no immediate problem in that, Your Magnificence," replied the Ambassador, desperately trying to work out what the catch was; then it arrived.

"So a part of Stapleford Grange could be designated as consular offices?"

"That would make it, to all intents and purposes, a part of this country?" asked the Ambassador.

"Yes," replied the Emir, "Under the Vienna Convention that is so, but this would purely be a few rooms, to enable consular activities to be undertaken in appropriate surroundings."

'Damn, he wants to have slaves there, ' thought the Ambassador, remembering the rumours that a female slave had been given to the Countess.

"I would have to take my government's advice on this. There would have to be certain covenants on this matter, not least because the Grange is a listed historic building," he temporised.

"Of course, each country would respect the other's history and traditions," the Emir said, "We would not change anything in the fabric of the building without obtaining such full consent as would be normally be required under British law. And we would, of course, allow Her Majesty's Government to add an extra consulate here in Kobekistan if it wished."

This assurance only increased the Ambassador's apprehension. The possibilities were appalling. What if a slave escaped? It could cause an international incident. Even worse, what if a popular newspaper discovered what was going on? That could cause severe embarrassment to the Ambassador's political masters.

"Would the Honorary Consul require many additional staff?" asked the Ambassador.

"Oh, no," replied the Emir, "One properly accredited junior staff member to act as translator and counsellor to any Kobekistani citizens would be all."

"If so small a staff will suffice, we could probably agree to that," said the Ambassador, relieved that only one slave was intended.

Conversation turned to other minor matters and the two men parted on excellent terms.

Meanwhile in the Ruby Palace, the putative 'diplomat' was on her hands and knees, licking the Countess of Bargoed's clitoris as the Earl, behind her, entered her anus, having just reamed her vagina with the first male penis it had ever felt.

"Now you are a woman," he said as he thrust energetically in and out of the hot, tight little passage, "Defloration with a dildo really doesn't count. Do you think you will enjoy living with us in England?"

"As the Master wishes," was her submissive reply, though she had no idea where England was, let alone what it would be like to live there.

She did wonder how big a harem this couple kept, and guessed that it would probably be huge.