Posted by Will Right on April 15, 1999 at 00:29:56:
I wrote this story for someone who asked for a custom story. I prefer volunteer victims but I thought some of you might like it. Enjoy J
Nancy Goes to Arabia
By Will Right
Nancy had travailed to this foreign land looking for her husband. He'd gone off with the foolish Crusades and had not returned. Sir Henry, who had been with him had said he'd seen him captured but could do nothing to help him. So here she was, prepared with riches to offer for her husband's release. She had all her jewelry and was even prepared to offer her body. She knew her huge breasts and light skin might be attractive to the lonely Arabs who would be holding him.
As she got off the ship strange smells and sounds assaulted her. People stared; it was not often a Christian women came. Yes they had come before looking for their infidel husbands who had come to attack them but it had tapered off in the last few years. The people seemed unfriendly to her but she was able to find a place to stay and she slept well in this strange land.
The next day she set off for the desert where she knew the prison camp was. She found it that evening. Two large men came out of the guardhouse too greet her. They were dressed in the traditional dress of an Arab worrier. She looked to the large seminars they carried. "What do you want Christian woman?" The leader said. He spat out the words "Christian" and "Woman" as if they were a curse.
"I have come for my husband. His name is Sir Frances Charleston. I am prepared to pay dearly for his release." She opened her bag showing the men her riches of jewelry. Then she opened her dress to reveal her able cleavage. "Very dearly" she added. The younger man spoke quietly in Arabic to the leader and a short discussion broke out. "Come! We talk inside" the man finally said.
She followed them into the guardhouse. Inside two more men were playing some kind of game. There was no drink and no money being bet. Drink and gambling were prohibited by the Q'ran. The older man, the leader said something to the two other men and they looked at her but continued their game.
"Show" He said indicating the bag she held. She began to unpack her jewels and lay them on the table. Rings, earrings, bracelets, of gold and silver. Many had gems in them and she had some lose gems too. They looked the items over and finally the man said "Not enough. You go now"
This was not right. She had one more card to play. "You may have me. You may all have me." She began to loosen her dress. The man all looked with lust in their eyes. Yes it was working. "Only if you take me to my husband and let me leave with him."
"Yes" the leader agreed. They began to remove their robes and Nancy undressed as well. The leader took the longest pair of earrings she had from the table and told her to put them on. They were so long they kissed he shoulders. The leader took her first and was very rough, then the second man who had met her outside. He was ok but still fairly rough. Just two more, you can get through this. For Frances she told herself. The other two were young and were not nearly as rough. As the youngest finished with her the leader was talking to the third man. As she stood he went off to the table he and his friend had been at when she came in. "We take you to husband now Christian. You very good." Nancy looked and found her cloths were gone. She stood there naked before these men. "You're going to take me to Sir Frances now?" She asked.
"Soon Christian, soon" She didn't see the younger man behind her with the long dagger. He plunged it into her back. The tip of the blade came out of her nipple of her right breast. The tit poked was pilled into a cone with the bloody knife blade coming from the tip. She looked down in disbelief. Blood pored from her tit and spilled on the floor. The men all laughed at her. Then the leader drew a short sward and hacked her other tit. It split in two and more blood gushed. The knife in her back was pulled out and another was thrust into her belly. The attack was so quick she could not even scream. The slashed at her again and stabbed her once more. Finally the leader drew his sward and said, "We take you to husband now." He swung and hit her neck. The sharp blade cut through her neck instantly. Blood gushed from the neck stump and the head fell face up eyes wide with surprise. She never knew her husband had been killed weeks earlier.
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