Chapter Nine
Heidi
"You have only six weeks left on your sentence," Kalid is saying. I am in the
tower punishment room; my wrists manacled high over my head. "I should have
marked you long ago."
Batu is standing nearby, a metal cauldron filled with charcoal glowing at his
side. Resting in the bed of coals is an iron rod; its tip glowing white hot. I
begin to tremble; my eyes fixed on the tip of the iron shaft. This is far more
than I bargained for and I begin to beg.
"Kalid, please! Don't burn me! I'll stay here with you forever if you just
won't do this! For mercy's sake, have pity!"
Kalid puts on a heavy leather glove, ignoring my plea and takes the iron from
the bed of coals. The tip has been molded in the shape of a 'K' and I can see
waves of heat rising from it. Batu circles around behind me and grasps my hips
firmly to keep me still. As Kalid levels the iron rod and moves it toward my
groin, I can feel the heat as it approaches my flesh.
"AAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"EEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The smell of burning flesh fills my nostrils and a tidal wave of pain sweeps
over me as the iron buries itself inches above my pussy. A flood of piss runs
down my leg and nausea rises in my throat until I puke all over myself. Kalid
holds the iron against me for an eternity before taking it away. Removing the
iron does not stop the pain, however. As Batu releases my hips, I begin to
shudder in a paroxysm of agony that attempts to dispel the torment arising from
my belly. I hang limply by my wrists, sobbing heavily, my flesh drenched in
sweat. Batu raises a glass of water to my lips and I drink thirstily.
Tenderly, Batu takes a damp cloth and cleans my face and bosom.
I am left to hang there the rest of the afternoon, suffering waves of pain that
seem to never go away. Domino visits me later with a salve that she spreads on
the brand and it helps to sooth the anguish.
"You are well marked, Heidi," she comments as she inspects Kalid's work. "You
are now my sister," she says as she lowers the girdle that circles her waist. I
look down to see a perfect 'K' in the same place on her as the one just placed
on me.
"Once marked with Kalid's sign, you will never be free of him again. Of course,
you may leave the palace soon, but you will always be Kalid's slave."
As she leaves the tower, I am left to wonder about her shadowy remarks.
Casio
I am summoned to the Master's quarters early one day. Kneeling at his side is
the slave girl Heidi, her head bowed in submission. I bow before him.
"Casio, I must attend to some business in Algiers. I will be gone for several
days. During that time, I am furnishing the slave Heidi for your use. Use her
well so that she may practice what she has learned during the last eleven
months. It would be interesting if you allowed her husband to observe her
efforts. I leave the particulars to your imagination."
I nod my head in assent and grasp the young woman's arm, lifting her to her
feet. She looks up at me with a mixture of awe and fear. Her fair skin,
tainted only by the red 'K' on her belly, seems even paler against my black
flesh.
My room at the palace has been tastefully decorated with a large four-poster
bed. I had spent many an hour with my arms and legs chained to the four corners
of this bed while Domino teased me until I cried out in frustration. She would
bring me to the edge of orgasm before squeezing my balls to stop it, then start
all over again. It was during one of these tortuous sessions that I blasphemed
the Master and had my tongue removed. After that, Domino seemed to take pity on
me and would sneak into my room late at night where we would make love until
dawn.
But now I had the white slave girl, Heidi, and the Master wished me to use her.
I threw her on the bed and tied her arms and legs to the four corners, just as I
had been tied years ago. Then I left to go after her husband.
Heidi
Casio raises a sense of fear in me when I am near him. Standing almost seven
feet tall, he is overpowering in his presence. When he lifts me, I am like a
feather in his grip. At the same time, I can't help but wonder what it would be
like to make love with the giant. Once, when I saw him naked, I was awestruck
by the size of his manhood. Surely it would rip a woman apart! Yet, my heart
beat rapidly as I stared unabashed and I could sense myself growing wet as I
fantasized him inside me.
When he threw me on his bed, tying my arms and legs to the four corners, I was
sexually excited at the prospect of my impending rape. Then Casio disappeared
and I lay there, frustrated and lustful. When several minutes had passed, I
began to wonder if I would simply be kept there for days while Kalid was gone.
Then the door bursts open and Casio reappears, shoving Greg into the room. He
is covered with dust and sweat and naked save for a tiny leather thong. I feel
chagrined that my feelings toward Greg have been contradictory. Yes, I blame
him for my months as a sex slave but, deep down, there are certain memories of
the experience that I treasure. I feel that Kalid has awakened certain aspects
of my being that have always been suppressed. In some respects, I believe I
blame Greg for not arousing them himself. I watch impassionately as Casio
manacles Greg's wrists to the two posts at the foot of the bed. Greg's eyes
bore into mine and I see him grimace when he finds the brand on my stomach.
Casio interrupts my thoughts of Greg as he unties my hands and feet. I watch as
he removes his loincloth and climbs up on the bed beside me. Effortlessly, he
lifts me up and places me astride him; his tumescent cock brushing against my
soaking wet pussy. I am in a state of sexual delirium as I raise my body to
settle down on this massive shaft. Greg's presence means nothing at this moment
while I seek to fill my blazing passion with the means to satisfy it.
I settle slowly, absorbing this huge, throbbing cock that fills me beyond
imagination. Casio is stroking my nipples and I throw back my head and groan in
ecstasy, inching lower and lower. At last, I am resting on his groin. It feels
like his cock is going to come out of my throat.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" I moan, leaning forward to allow my breasts to brush against
Casio's chest. His hands grasp my butt-cheeks and squeezed them while lifting
me gently. My breath quickens as he moves me up and down, slowly at first.
Intoxicated with lust I press my mouth against his, exploring the inner regions
with my tongue. Casio returns my passion, biting my lip and hastening the speed
of his hands. I feel one of his hands exploring the crevice between my cheeks
and suddenly a finger plunges into my ass.
"Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!!!!!!" I moan, lust consuming me beyond imagination. Our two
bodies are rocking up and down in sync; our breath coming in short gasps as we
climb toward that orgasm that will send us into ecstasy.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, God! Oh, Yes! Oh, God! AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
Casio's meat explodes in a flood of cum as my orgasm takes my breath away.
Again and again I feel his semen erupt against my cervix while we both continue
to pump up and down, draining the last of our need. Finally, I collapse atop
him; my chest heaving as I fight for breath. Sweat drenches both our bodies
while I listen to his heart beat rapidly beneath his enormous chest.
Greg
When Casio came to take me from the fields, I couldn't imagine what was
happening. Then, when I entered his bedroom and saw Heidi tied to the bed, I
thought for a brief moment that I was going to enjoy feeling her sensuous body
beneath me once again. When Casio chained my wrists to the two posts at the
foot of the bed, the diabolical scheme of Kalid dawned on me. I was to be a
spectator to the fucking of my wife.
I watched incredulously as Casio lifted Heidi and placed her atop him.
Heartsick, I stared at the two while Heidi lost herself in the carnality of the
moment. I began to sob as they moved faster and faster but neither one of them
were conscious of my presence. Despite my despondency, I found myself with a
raging erection. The tiny leather thong I wore for work in the fields stuck
out from my groin so far that my balls fell out on one side. Crazed with a
combination of desire and longing for revenge, I rubbed against the end of the
bed until the thong fell down to my ankles. I continued rubbing against the
mattress while watching the two before me until a stream of semen shot from my
cock almost simultaneously at the same moment that Heidi signaled her orgasm.
After a few moments while they lay motionless, I was astounded when Heidi's body
slid down Casio's and she took his limp cock into her mouth. Her head began to
bob up and down while she worked to make it hard once again. I strained against
my manacles, desperate to stop her.
"Heidi! For God's sake, Heidi!"
My cries are ignored as she continued to work on Casio's flaccid cock. Before
long she was rewarded when the turgid snake stood proudly from the black's
groin. With a little cry of delight, she mounted him once again and began to
rock back and forth; little squawks emanating from her throat. Even from her
rear, I could see her tits bouncing up and down while she threw back her head in
pure lewdness
"Oh, yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me, you animal! I want your cum! I want your
cock to explode inside me! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
I can't watch anymore. The sound of her pussy sucking the giant's cock up
inside her is more than I can bear. While Heidi is roaring with delight at her
second orgasm, I am hanging limply, sobbing in despair.
Greg
We are standing before Kalid, our bags packed and at our sides. It feels
strange to once again be dressed in western clothes.
"Your sentence has been completed," Kalid announces. "By law, I cannot detain
the two of you any longer. Casio is ready to drive you to Algiers where you can
take the airplane home."
We leave without comment and ride silently the long distance back to the city.
Purchasing our tickets, the two of us take seats in the boarding area. Neither
of us has spoken since our experience in Casio's bedroom.
Heidi turns to me. "Greg, you know I love you, don't you?"
"Yes, I suppose so."
"This last year has changed me," she continues. "I'm not sure who I am at this
point. I only know that going back to the life we shared before we came to
Morocco seems impossible."
"I understand," I remark. "I feel the same way."
"I have a strong mind to go back to Kalid. Can you understand?"
"Yes. . .I understand." My heart grows heavier by the moment.
"What would you do? I mean, if I go back."
"I'm not sure, Heidi. I must return to my work, if only to wrap things up.
Would you consider returning with me for a while to think through what you want
to do?"
"Well. . ."
"Heidi, I love you. Please consider carefully before you make a decision."
She sat there, silently, staring off into space. After a few minutes, she stood
up.
"I have to go to the restroom," she said.
Boarding for our flight was announced and Heidi had not returned. Panicked, I
hurried to the women's restroom and beat on the door.
"Heidi! Our flight is boarding!"
There was no response. Impulsively I pushed the door open and ran inside. The
restroom was empty.
