Playing with the sheikh - II

Minutes after the sheikh left a servant entered the room, from the bathroom and urged her, motioning for her to follow. Sara felt really exhausted and not really wanting to move, but felt it would be so much easier to follow the woman than to try to tell her to leave her alone. She got up from the bed and took the towel that was still on the floor and covered her before heading to the bathroom. There she noticed another open door, which the woman had obviously used to enter the room. The bathtub was filled with bubbles and scented water and jasmine scent filled her nostrils. Again with gestures, the woman called her into the tub. Ignoring the presence of the woman, Sara dropped the towel and went into the water, letting out a moan of pain as she felt the stinging welts that the Sheikh had left on her skin, but a couple of minutes later she felt the pain subduing and she relaxed. The woman was apparently waiting for her to calm down, because as she noticed the change in her expression, she knelt beside the tub, took a soft, soapy cloth and started to wash her gently, washing even her long hair. When they finished, the woman applied a soothing cream on her worst welts and then Sara returned to the room and found her dinner served at the table by the window. Suddenly, she felt hungry and ate what was served with pleasure. At the end, she felt the fatigue seize her body again and she lay on the bed, falling deep asleep almost immediately. The next day she woke up still feeling a almanbahis little sore, but nothing that weren?t manageable. She spent the day alone in the room, seizing the opportunity to read and relax. By mid-afternoon, while reading in her tablet lying in bed, the bedroom door opened and the Sheikh entered. He brought the same bag in his hand and a smile on his lips in anticipation. On the other hand he held a smartphone of the latest generation to whom he spoke. Then he showed it to her and a mechanized voice spoke. He had acquired a verbal translator. "How are you feeling today?" "Well, a little sore but nothing unbearable," she answered him. "I would like to prepare you for our game session tonight. Will you let me?" he asked her. She nodded. "Safewords are still applicable, so please use them if you feel the need to, okay?" he said with a serious tone of voice. "Yes, I agree." "Lie down again!" he asked. When she complied, he dropped the phone, went to bed and placed the bag next to her feet. Then he removed the robe she was wearing and carefully examined the welts that still marked her skin. He paid special attention to her nipples, caressing them and pinching them gently. Apparently happy about her general condition, he let her go and went to withdraw something of the bag. It was another anal dildo, like the one from the night before, but slightly larger. He showed it to her and waited for her acquiescence. He placed it on the bedside table and proceeded to remove almanbahis yeni giriş her panties and put her on her side, back to him, to gain access to her tight button. After lubricating it and smear on the dildo, he began entering her, slowly, until he got the ring of her anus closed around the base. He smirked and stroked her face. Then he sat up in bed and began to gently pinch her nipples to get them hard. Then he pulled something out of the bag and showed it. It was a couple of pieces in the form of gorgeous platinum snowflakes, with rings in the center. He took the phone and said: "These are non-piercing nipple rings. They don?t bother much and I would like you to wear them. Would you?" She agreed and he placed them on each nipple squeezing slightly until they remained clinging to the base of the nipple. They looked incredibly sexy and beautiful against her snowy skin. The Sheikh caressed her breasts, admiring them and approaching his mouth to kiss them. He spoke again,"I want you to keep the dildo inside you until I send for you. If you need to use the bathroom, take it out and then get it back to place. I don?t want you to touch yourself or get yourself to come, understood?" She nodded. He bowed, placed a gentle kiss on her lips and then left. The sensation of the dildo inside her was strange. She couldn?t say it hurt, but she was acutely aware of its presence, dilating her walls. At every move of her in bed, the feeling seemed to expand a thousand times. almanbahis giriş The same happened with the rings in her nipples. God, she felt more and more aroused, and she wanted so bad touch herself until she got to cum, but the sheikh's words stopped her. She didn?t want to openly defy him. By night fall, the sheikh returned. Again he was wearing a dark red robe. He approached her and took her by the hand as he led her through the bathroom into the other room. She was astonished. She had seen rooms like this one before, in websites and in the BDSM club her boss had taken her to, but this one was simply amazing. It seemed there were no windows in it. All the walls were covered in what seemed red satin. Scattered around the room you could find all kind of BDSM equipment. A beautifully built St. Andrews Cross, at least three different types of benches, a sawhorse, a narrow table, a king size bed and even some sort of gynecologist bed. There were also several displayers with all kinds of floggers, whips, crops, paddles, canes, dildos, vibrators, plugs, clamps? all you could think of. There was some kind of a surround sound system, and you could hear some soft Arabic music playing. "From now on, you are not allowed to speak unless if it's to say your safewords." He talked again. "Are you ok with it?" "Yes, I am!" she said. "You shall address me as sayid [1] from now on, understood? Sayid! "Yes, Sayid!" He dropped the phone on a table next to the door. Then he approached her and took out her robe, leaving her naked, only wearing her nipple rings and the dildo up her ass. He turned her around, her back to him, grabbed her hair, and with a thin silky rope, he started braiding a hair corset, with loose movements.