Ved Nagar: 1

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Kħātūn-e-Jannat

Volume 2

Ved Nagar

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Durgesh Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan

Durgesh Bābarah Åālamgīr

Durgesh Nasīm Muåāwiyah

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan watched the Executive Council gravely.

“The first anniversary is over.” She said, “No reprisals, no revnges I mean, of any kind whatsoever, either in deed or in speech, be taken against those who supported the wrong side. I know there still are countless Pseudo Musalmīn in Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat that don’t think we the Ashvinātams actually propose the true Islam. They claim we educated sophisticated Musalmān Beauties have unconditionally surrendered to the entire Hindus forever whether they are Vedic Monotheist Hindus or the traditional ones. I want to reassure them that they are entirely mistaken.”

Dr. Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr looked at Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd.

He was listening to Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan attentively.

“There is no point in humiliating the persons who don’t think that there’s a great difference in a normal man making love to a normal woman and a practicing Hindu Shaktimān making love to a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān woman. They think it’s only due to humiliating Musalmīn. No, never. It’s something else far better. I’m sorry to say that my government doesn’t agree with the claim of the Pseudo Musalmīn that they are the true Musalmīn. The female genital organ of a Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān woman is a rheostat actually. The male genital organ of a practicing Hindu Shaktimān is the electrified magnetic bar that passes through that rhehostat causing the lines of magnatic force changing in every back and forth movement. Sorry that some persons of you don’t agree with this scientific explanation, but the fact is the theory works. We succeeded in doing the impossible thus.”

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled pushing her ever-gorgeous nude Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks into my nude male Hindu lap, swallowing my entire Uncut Hindu Prick into her ever greeting Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān twat.

I had gripped her extremely beautiful Musalmān waist with my palms strongly.

My Uncut Hindu Prick was visiting her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt passionately wildly.

With every passing moment, my lust for her was ever increasing.

The Executive Council was watching it quite fascinated.

“Many honest persons believed they had good reason for wanting that which Eīshān Vigyān doesn’t want. There is no point in humiliating them to the point where they can believe their self-respect only by denouncing Årab Islamic World herself. In turn, it is a strong and desirable custom that those who supported the lost side accept the loss cheerfully and without further discussion. The issue is behind us, on both sides, forever.”

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan paused.

She gazed levelly, calmly, at the assembled faces for a moment.

Then gravely Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, went on,

“A full one year has passed. People of the Council. Yet we should never forget it was only, ONLY, a year, not an era. I’m proud of announcing yet, our own progress is as meteoric in this past one year as somewhat that of Ved Nagar.”

There was a heavy applause.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled.

She acknowledged the appreciation.

Nodded her head and went on.

“Affiliated with the Dream City, Ved Nagar, we, Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, are indeed almost a powerful democracy now and there remain no external enemies of consequence.

“If we hadn’t revolted well planned, scientifically and intellectually, we would’ve still suffering from the age long Pseudo Islamic kingdom where there was no freedom to the commons. I don’t want to go through all our sufferings. Everyone of you has herself/himself suffered through it for a long time. They said the Hindus would make us a part of their own Hindu Empire. Well, did they? The former Saůūdī Årab is now more True Islamic than she was ever. We have a True Islamic Constitution now that we never had since Yazīd Malåūn counter revolted.

“What we have today we owe to my most lovable Hindu Live in Relationship Partner Durgesh. It is upon his great ever-democratic ever-reliable ever-masterminding Vedic Monotheist Hindu brain that we must rely for the future too. The danger henceforward, Councilors, is ourselves. From this point on, there must be no official doubt of the value of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah, abbreviated AUM.”

“They say ‘AUM’ is a Hindu symbol.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled, “Okay. Let’s define afresh for ourselves. Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. Neither Durgesh nor Ved Nagar administration has any objection if we redefine ‘AUM’ as Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah.”*

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan watched the Executive Council once again.

“Let us agree now, quietly and firmly, that there are to be no official doubts, criticisms, or condemnations of the establishment of the ever lasting, ever progressive, never backward, Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. We must support it completely. It has proved itself over last full year already. It is the security of an ever lasting, ever progressive, never backward, Ummat-e-Muslimah, not terrorist, not inhumane, not against humanity ever. It must never be tampered with. Is it agreed?”

There was a quiet murmur.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan hardly looked up to seek visual proof of agreement.

She knew every member of the Council and how each would react.

Most of the Pseudo Musalmīn had already refused to participate in the government its being Pro Ashvinātam.

Most of the members of the Executive Council were thus female members of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, themselves.

There wasn’t any question of any of them opposing this motion.

The male members were Pseudo Musalmīn of course.

But they were already a few.

Moreover, in the wake of the victory, there would be no objection now.

Next year perhaps.

Not now.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan would tackle the problems of next year next year.

Always except for―

“Thought control, Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat?” asked Imām Muħammad Ħasan, her Abbū.

He was striding down the aisle.

Speaking loudly as if he wanted to make up for the silence of the rest.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled.

“Your views, Councilman Imām Muħammad Ħasan?” she asked.

“In any Democracy the government cannot impose a ban on free speech. All individuals, including honorable Councilwomen and Councilmen that have been elected for the purpose, have a right to discuss the political issues of the day. No political issue can possibly be divorced from the concept of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah.”

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan pushed back her glorious buttocks once again and swallowed my Uncut Hindu Cock once more into her ever tight, ever ravenous, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt to the hilt.

Her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face was expressionless.

“The government respects your views, honorable Councilman. I assure you there isn’t any limit to free speech within the context of the Concept of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. It is only the Concept itself that limits us by its very nature. There can be many ways of interpreting events before the government makes the final decision. Yet, once the government makes a decision it can be questioned no further in Council. Nor may it be questioned in advance as though one were to say, ‘if the Concept of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah were to state thus-and-so, it would be wrong’.”

“And yet if one honestly felt so, Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat?” Imām Muħammad Ħasan asked gravely.*

I was furious.

“Bābarah Åālamgīr, can’t you understand what I said?”

“It’s the only way you can stop me from raping you. You are now too old to understand even the extreme needs of a young female body.”

“Nonsense.”

“I can’t blame the Jet Musalmān Beauties now that they rape you so much every now and then.”

“Shut up, you unsophisticated girl.”

“Fuck me, I say.” Bābarah Åālamgīr almost shouted now helplessly.

“I should say no. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do.” Bābarah Åālamgīr answered “But, I guess I’m just curious and I do love you. I think the worst thing I ever did was stop talking to you when you and my Ammī, Jamīlah Aurangzeb, got separated. I missed you so much. Now I just want to be close to you.”

I looked at her, changed my tactics and kissed her forehead.

“You got turned on sitting there watching your friends having sex with your Hindu father, didn’t you?”

Bābarah Åālamgīr winked at me.

“Only you aren’t my father. I haven’t your genes in my body. It’s only your blind misconception that, you are my father only because you fuck my Ammī. Allah, how the hell I wished to be in their place.”

I continued,

“I know you were fingering yourself. I saw it when you came.”

Bābarah Åālamgīr winked at me again,

“You’re too not supposed to see the things like that, if you don’t accept me your lover. Yet, thanks anyway, you never cared for that and kept on watching me when I was fingering myself.”

“How the hell can I miss it when you do it sitting next to me? I also saw you and Nasīm Muåāwiyah having sex the other night. I came down the steps and saw you on her bed. You had your Panjvaqtah Namāzī grand Musalmān ass pointing towards the door and her fingers were in your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.”

Bābarah Åālamgīr smiled meaningfully.

“What do you think? We didn’t know you were watching us? Nasīm Muåāwiyah saw you and she whispered it to me.”

“And yet you continued? Both of you?” I was immensely sarcastic.

“Why shouldn’t we? None of your stepdaughters accepts you her stepfather. Every one of us wants to sleep with you, instead.”

“Shame on you.”

Bābarah Åālamgīr smiled.

“I can’t believe you saw me doing that. Now I am embarrassed. Yā Allaaaaah! I can’t believe you saw me like that.” Bābarah Åālamgīr mocked.

I smiled sarcastically.

Neither of us said anything for a minute.

Then Bābarah Åālamgīr asked, impishly, teasing me,

“Didn’t it turn you on? Watching me like that.”

I hesitated but then I decided to be honest at least.

No use in lying.

Neither Bābarah Åālamgīr, nor anyone else would have believed me.

“Yes it did, more than you can know.” I said gravely.

It was better.

Why destroy her even hope?

Can’t it take a destructive turn too?

Bābarah Åālamgīr could really rape me.

Would it be right?

“Did you go jerk off afterward, Durgesh darling?” She asked.

“No, I went and took a juice. And I’m not your Durgesh darling. I’m your Ammī’s Durgesh darling.” I answered somewhat curtly again.

She looked at me puzzled.

“Isn’t that’s a kind of strange reaction you getting turned on?”

“Yeah I suppose it is.” I admitted, “I guess it was more what I heard than what I saw that made me pour myself a juice.”

Bābarah Åālamgīr was struck speechless now as she recalled the conversation she had with Nasīm Muåāwiyah that night.

“The first anniversary celebrations have established Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan as Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånhā reincarnated, if not for everyone, at least for most of the Pseudo Musalmīn in entire Pseudo Islamic Countries.” Nasīm Muåāwiyah had said.

“That was the purpose behind stretching the celebrations as long as a complete week. For the Seven Movements Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, the celebrations are still continued for one month.” Bābarah Åālamgīr smiled meaningfully, “Never forget Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan celebrated her honeymoon with Durgesh for a complete full month.”

She wasn’t sure how much I’d heard, but she knew she had to know it for the safety of her own success with Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.

Bābarah Åālamgīr smiled cunningly and asked,

“What was it you heard?”

I said curtly,

“I heard my Live in Relationship Partner’s, Jamīlah Aurangzeb’s daughter, Bābarah Åālamgīr; telling her friend, Nasīm Muåāwiyah, that it was ok for her to go after her Hindu father. I also heard Jamīlah Aurangzeb’s daughter, Bābarah Åālamgīr, admit to Nasīm Muåāwiyah having desires for her Hindu father.”

Neither of us said anything for a while.

Then it was Bābarah Åālamgīr that, again broke the silence.

“Does that upset you?”

“Shouldn’t it?” I asked instead in turn, somewhat sarcastically.

“What was your reaction?” She asked with more than a little apprehension, impishly.

“Naturally, I got excited, sexually aroused.” I said, “A normal reaction of any man that isn’t impotent.”

Bābarah Åālamgīr smiled triumphantly, looked up at me and asked.

“Doesn’t that mean that you are willing to make love to me, if I request to you?” The optimism in her voice was not hidden.

Moreover, I heard it.

“Honestly, no. I guess it’s a question of moral. Nasīm Muåāwiyah is with me. That’s kind of weird, after having sex with all your friends while you sat and watched, I have a moral duty to Nasīm Muåāwiyah at least, even if not to the rest of them. Still, Bābarah Åālamgīr, I love you and I am so glad that you are back in my life. I don’t want to screw it up and I am afraid that if I agreed, it would change our relationship forever.”

“For better.” Bābarah Åālamgīr said interrupting and protesting my thought process.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wasn’t a common normal Musalmān Beauty at least, even if she wasn’t Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza herself reincarnated.

She managed to take them in the first anniversary celebrations of Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat.

Didn’t she?

Wasn’t it time travel?

“I don’t agree with you.” I said gravely.

“I don’t blame the Jet Musalmān Beauties who rape you every now and then. You leave no other option to them.”

“Shut up.”*

Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, watched her Abbū austerely.

“If one honestly felt so, one could say so, if one were a private individual, discussing the matter in a private context.”

Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled ironically.

“You mean, then, that the limitations on free speech that you propose are to apply entirely and specifically to government officials?”

“Exactly.” Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, said resolutely, “This is not a new principle of Islamic law. It has been applied before by the kings, queens and even by the Presidents of entire denominations, entire sects, of Islam and various Islamic political parties in Turkey, Pakistan, etcetera various Islamic countries wherever Democracy existed in any form whatsoever. A private point of view means nothing. An official expression of opinion carries weight and can be dangerous. We have not come this far to risk danger now.”

Imām Muħammad Ħasan said curtly.

His own daughter was trying to teach him Islam.

Wasn’t he himself a duly approved and acknowledged Imām even when Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was born?

He, in his hurt self-pride, absolutely had forgotten that Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was now a widely approved and duly acknowledged re incarceration of Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza herself.

Moreover, they believed even her Svarūpé Avasthānam had been attained.

He didn’t realize how dangerous his mistake was.

“May I point out, Madam President, Madam Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, that this principle of yours has been applied, sparsely and occasionally, to specific acts of Council. It has never been applied to something as vast and indefinable as the Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah. You are trying to imitate Ved Nagar Administration. But we aren’t that much advanced in Democracy. Hindus are, and always were, democrats. We, Musalmīn were never except the thirty years of pre Yazīd Malåūn era of Ħuzūr^s and Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn^rz.”

“Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah needs the protection most, for it is precisely there that questioning can be more fatal.”*

Imām Muħammad Ħasan made another dangerous mistake.

He turned, addressing now the seated rows of Council members.

They seemed one and all to have caught their breath.

It was even quite obvious that they were awaiting the outcome of the duel.

“Will you not consider, Madam President, Madam Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, Council members, that there is every reason to think an Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah could not be acceptable to entire Musalmīn, ever?”

“Pseudo Musalmīn, you must say, Imām Sāħab.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled disarmingly.

“I don’t agree that all of us are Pseudo Musalmīn.”

“Yet, most of the Musalmīn present day, are Pseudo Musalmīn, don’t you agree?”

“Nonsense, we―”

“No, it isn’t nonsense.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan interrupted her Abbū, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, “We, Musalmīn are the second largest group of humankind on the globe. The Christians are number one, the largest―”

“It’s because the Christians are still devoted to preach their religion more honestly and more sincerely than we Musalmīn do.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan said furiously.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled patiently.

“You mean we Musalmīn are not as devoted to Islam now as the Christians are still devoted to Christianity?”

“That’s right.”

“If that’s the case, are we really Musalmīn?”

“Well,”

“Doesn’t it make us Pseudo Musalmīn, if what you say is true?” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled triumphantly.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan watched the Council members.

Allah, they were more impressed with Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan than they were impressed with him.

Yet the very damn concept of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah, Imām Muħammad Ħasan couldn’t digest an entire Ummat-e-Muslimah having every Musalmān lady, or almost every Musalmān lady, being fucked by a Hindu with the express legal consent of the entire Ummat-e-Muslimah herself.

Allah, no!

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wanted the utmost unacceptable.

Damn Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.

So, it was the condition the Ved Nagar Administration has agreed to help her?

Imām Muħammad Ħasan would never fall to the extent.

Neither, he would ever allow the entire Ummat-e-Muslimah to fall to it.

He was determined to see it to happen.

Of all the wretched proposals…

Allah, damn Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.

Damn Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan!

Chapter 2

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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam

KĦĀTŪN-E-JANNAT: 34

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Durgesh

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Chapter 34

Durgesh Nellie Adams

Durgesh Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr

Nellie Adams, the secretary to the secretary of defense, deliberately raped me.

She was smart enough to understand that despite my infinite ever-increasing sexual prowess I was not interested primarily in having sex for my own animal desire.

“The Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān biches are always more aggressive than us.” She said to her friends, “You know I am not communal even the slightest. But the fact is that Musalmān Beauties are even raping Hindus.”

Evelyn Carter looked at Nellie Adams contemptuously.

“Therefore you want us Christian Beauties too to defeat Musalmān Beauties in raping Hindus? Are you crazy?”

Nellie Adams laughed.

“It’s not enough, Evelyn Carter, that you have your sexual relations with Durgesh.”

“Sexual relations my foot. I love him.”

Nellie Adams laughed again.

“Okay, okay, you bloody foolish Just eighteen Just adult, why the hell we women love a male after all?”

“To have sex with him?” Evelyn Carter asked scornfully.

“You don’t agree with me?”

“Nellie Adams, love is not sex only. Love is more than sex. It’s life as well.”

“And sex isn’t life?”

“Well,”

“Answer me, Evelyn Carter.” Nellie Adams smiled patiently.

“Jamīlah Aurangzeb also loved Durgesh, yet…”

“Jamīlah Aurangzeb never loved Durgesh. She was addicted to his unique legendary Uncut Hindu Lund, that’s all.” Nellie Adams interrupted Evelyn Carter aggressively.

Lily Turner couldn’t stop herself any more.

“Girls,” Lily Turner addressed both Evelyn Carter and Nellie Adams, “may I ask what the purpose of this useless discussion is?”

Evelyn Carter said furiously.

“Nellie Adams is suggesting we should establish a Jet Christian Beauties Squad ourselves to defeat the conspiracy of Musalmān Beauties against us Christian Beauties. Do you agree?”

“Why not?” Lily Turner smiled cunningly.

Evelyn Carter was as if crestfallen.

“What?”*

Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled.

He had never imagined his success to the extent.

Was Durgesh really Ħazrat Mahdī ålayhissalām?

But isn’t Durgesh a Hindu?

How a Hindu could be Ħazrat Mahdī ålayhissalām?

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan advertised it to its peak.

But it was her political strategy only.

Wasn’t it?

He knew Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was extraordinary talented.

Even her Ammī, Nafīsah Salmān herself, was not any less talented.

That’s why he planned it all when he was only the Mukħtār of Tabah.

He deliberately tortured his extraordinary talented wife, Nafīsah Salmān, sexually.

Well, why shouldn’t he?

Imām Muħammad Ħasan himself had seen her watching Durgesh entirely unashamed, with open sexual lust for Durgesh.

Durgesh used to come to Tabah.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan himself encouraged his own wife, Nafīsah Salmān, to seduce Durgesh.

Well, he could have infinite wives but not every one of them might be as talented and as sex addicted as Nafīsah Salmān is.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan can easily control even Durgesh through Nafīsah Salmān if he played his cards right.

He succeeded in establishing Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.

It was his first major success.

None could ever even imagine Imām Muħammad Ħasan was the one that originally conceived the Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.

None could suspect even now he was behind it.

“I don’t believe it, of course,” said Imām Muħammad Ħasan, standing on the wide steps of Durgesh Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan Hall and looking out over the city as it sparkled in the sunlight.

Makkah Mukarramah was now more important to Hindus than it was important to the Ummat-e-Muslimah.

“I don’t believe any of it.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan repeated and smiled.

His white, even teeth gleamed out his triumphant bearded face.

He has still maintained his image of being a staunch communal Musalmān.

If only the Musalmīn knew he was the person behind Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband Ashvinātam Gangbang Club Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad and even behind Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, they would have killed him immediately.

Nafīsah Salmān watched him scornfully.

“You need our Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān urine and Durgesh’s Hindu urine more to drink, you scoundrel, impotent, till you exist.”

“And to lick your Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān asses after Durgesh fucks you, and to clean them thereby.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled cunningly.

Nafīsah Salmān laughed.

“You challenged me that your ever obedient ever faithful daughter, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, would never cuckold you. I successfully made her to cuckold you. I thought you would suicide. But you Pseudo Musalmīn are actually most self-respect less. The more we Musalmān Beauties humiliate you Pseudo Musalmīn the more shamelessly you incline to survive.”

Imām Muħammad Ħasan didn’t tell his wife, Nafīsah Salmān, he himself encouraged her to be cuckolded by Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan too.

Now, there are so many Pseudo Musalmīn that were openly proud of their cuckold life with their stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān houseladies and their proud Hindu Live in Relationship Partners/lovers.

The number of Musalmān Beauties that were married to Pseudo Musalmīn and still faithful to their Pseudo Musalmīn husbands is day by day decreasing nonstop.

Even Pseudo Musalmīn had surrendered ultimately to the inevitable.*

Nafīsah Salmān smiled.

“What a tragedy, cuckolded, your most faithful daughter, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is the everfirst President of former Saůūdī Årab, now Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat, but you licked our Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān asses publicly on stage after Durgesh fucked us.”

“Well, I wasn’t alone. Was I?”

“You shameless creature, only because some more Pseudo Musalmīn accompanied you in licking the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān asses of their own stunning Musalmān houseladies, you are satisfied?”

“You can’t understand, Nafīsah Salmān.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled proudly, “By licking your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān asses after Durgesh fucks you, what we Musalmīn are getting.”

“Oh, you think you Pseudo Musalmīn are also in the pathway of evolution to Posthumans, in this way?”

Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled cunningly.

“If we had requested you all to fuck Durgesh and let him sodomize you, if we had requested you all to let us lick the mixed Ashvinātam sexual juices thus from your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts and Musalmān asses, all of you Musalmān Beauties had never allowed us Musalmīn ever. Would you have?”

“You must be crazy.” Nafīsah Salmān spat in a dustbin.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan laughed.

“You think you are punishing us? You aren’t as intelligent as I thought you were.”

Nafīsah Salmān too laughed scornfully.

“I don’t even sympathize with you. You don’t even deserve it, you rascal.”

She marched ahead proudly.*

Imām Muħammad Ħasan paused on the steps.

He ignored the other members of the government and the media, as well as the shameless Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Beauties walking with their Vedic Monotheist Hindu lovers with their Hindu hands around their Musalmān waists, proudly.

He frowned when he saw some of the Hindus were not Vedic Monotheist Hindus even.

They were traditional Hindus.

Yet, the Musalmān Beauties who couldn’t get Vedic Monotheist Hindus for themselves, had compromised on traditional Hindus as well.

“Even traditional Hindus are better for us educated Muslimahs.” They said, “Vedic Monotheist Hindus are the best, of course, but they aren’t available, even traditional Hindus are better than Pseudo Musalmīn.”

“Dr. Ali Sina and his co authors on faith freedom.org are right.” Another educated Musalmān Beauty said, “The Pseudo Musalmīn are animals. Isn’t it their absolute madness that, they still believe even in this twenty first century, in ‘live and let die’? Damn the rascals.”

“Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was absolutely justified in running the ‘Cuckold Your Musalmān husband’ movement against them.” Some another Musalmān Beauty commented scornfully, “The beasts certainly deserve the utmost humiliating punishments.”

All were walking down the stairs, talking, laughing, glorying in the correctness of everything, and basking in the approval of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s all the five movements: Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad and even the two other movements not exactly run by her, yet supported by her profoundly even then: Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan stood still and let the crowd swirl past him.

Nafīsah Salmān had walked some steps ahead before realizing her Musalmān ass licker, her terrorist Musalmān husband, Imām Muħammad Ħasan, was not following her.

She felt immense pride when Imām Muħammad Ħasan licked her Musalmān ass proudly.

What a great, magnificent, gorgeous and extremely beautiful Musalmān ass she had.

Even Durgesh was still crazy to play with it.

Durgesh was still obsessed to squeeze her glorious Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks.

Countless Jet Musalmān Beauties are crazy for Durgesh now, even to the extent that they themselves raped Durgesh entirely unashamed of themselves.

Even then, Durgesh was still crazy for Nafīsah Salmān.

Isn’t it a matter of great pride for her?

“Hey, cuckold,” Nafīsah Salmān addressed her shameless Musalmān husband, as disrespectfully as she wanted, “aren’t you coming?”

“There’s no hurry. They won’t start the function until Naåīmah has reviewed the situation in her usual, smiling, diplomatic, yet utmost daringly aggressive way. Since she has succeeded in seducing Durgesh successfully, despite even yourself being his Live in Relationship Partner, Naåīmah has become so self confident increasingly, and aggressive, more and more, she doesn’t care for anything and anybody now, except Durgesh himself.”

“I see you are very proud of your daughter for it.”

“Of course, I am.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan smiled, “Why the hell shouldn’t I be? However, I’m in no hurry to endure another ponderous speech.”

“Because it’d be delivered by Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan being the proud nude Alburrāque of Durgesh, having Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund penetrating her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt deeply from her gorgeous behind?” Nafīsah Salmān disgraced him.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan laughed.

“I am proud of everything my daughter is proud of.”

“I can’t believe you are so human.”

“Nafīsah Salmān, I lick even your Musalmān ass now after Durgesh sodomizes you, proudly. Doesn’t it prove how intensely I love you still now?”

“You do it because I compel you to do so.”

“It wasn’t ever so. Wallah, it wasn’t ever so. I love to lick your ever-gorgeous ever-glamorous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān ass always. And it is irrespective of whether Durgesh sodomizes you or not.”

“You are crazier than even I thought of you to be, if you think I’d really believe this nonsense.” Nafīsah Salmān smiled humiliating Imām Muħammad Ħasan more and more.

“Actually I love to drink your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān urine too mixed with the Hindu male urine of Durgesh. It’s a very tastiest cocktail for me.”

“How human you are.” Nafīsah Salmān said ironically.

“I’ve accepted even at the first such incident it’s your privilege to have sex with Durgesh in any manner whatsoever you damn please.”

“Isn’t that great!”

“Don’t believe if you don’t want to.”*

Al Sadar Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan called the session of Executive Council to order.

The first anniversary function yesterday was as successful as even she couldn’t have imagined it would be.

All the seven great ashvinātam movements: Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, were presented on stage, proudly, by their most eligible representatives.

Every movement was given an entire day.

The function lasted through out the entire week, more and more successfully.

It ended yesterday.

The representatives from entire Pseudo Islamic Countries attended it.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan has gravely realized how deeply they were afraid of her now.

What was once not even imaginable, she has succeeded in bringing to truth.

On stage, openly, the proud Musalmān Beauties performed their grand sex sessions with me and even with other capable powerful eligible Vedic Monotheist Hindus.

It was heavily applauded through out the seven long days.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s eyes had looked with no visible sign of interest at the gathering.

She was still my nude proud burrāque.

I was still fucking her from her behind.

No one, there present, doubted that Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan noted all of them present there, and all who hadn’t yet arrived.

Her beautiful hair was carefully arranged in the most seductive style making me penetrate her more and more ravenously.

Her extremely beautiful face now wore an expression of her being matter of fact.

Now it was duly acknowledged by entire Pseudo Islamic Countries even that Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was the most capable administrator of all of them.

No one could, or did, accuse her now of any blasphemy.

Whatever she did openly on stage was applauded and praised now.

And she did a lot on past seven days.

She was confident of her success.

“The Pseudo Musalmīn that surrendered to Yazīd Malåūn, his utmost selfish supporters Mullahs and Maulavies and the Årab Burdafaroshs, even to the extent that their beautiful Musalmān houseladies should be sold to Hindus in India, and supported the beast against the Ahlul Bayt, can’t have any courage to oppose me.” Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had said.

How right she was, she had proved successfully for seven long days and nights, nonstop.

Open ashvinātam sex sessions of all the seven great ashvinātam movements Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, were heavily applauded and greeted with immense enthusiasm not only by Musalmān Beauties and Hindus but also even by Pseudo Musalmīn.

They didn’t have courage enough to oppose her.

Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had already announced that every such person would be openly cuckolded whoever would oppose any celebration of the first anniversary of Al Jamhūriyat Al Årabiyat.

No one would be forgiven, or excused.

The speeches of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan stirred the minds of all the persons.

She even had the gift of dramatic gestures.

Moreover, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had a capacity for making quite decisions even if I myself opposed them.

She used to stick by them as long as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was convinced she was right.

With every now and then this or that obvious charisma, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had the knack of persuading the voters her decisions would be right ever, as they were ago.

Almost ever she strolled among them, proudly being fucked by me, openly.

“What’s there to hide?” she used to say, “When nothing is hidden from Allah I damn care for His slaves. ‘Pardah nahīn jab koi Kħudā se, bandon se pardah karnā kyā’?”

Even despite her so open arrogant attitude Naåīmah Muħammad, Ħasan was being popular more and more day by day.

All the seven ashvinātam movements Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club, Cuckold Your Musalmān husband, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, Durgesh Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ Sex Therapy and Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah Social Service, were now getting more and more popularity in the entire Pseudo Islamic Countries.

Their political authorities were afraid of stopping or banning them due to Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s latent antipathy.

She was so powerful now in their eyes that they couldn’t even afford to antagonize her.

She had the ever-richest ever utmost powerful man of the entire history of humankind being her Live in Relationship Partner.

She damn cared for even his annoyance.

Allah, who the hell was really more powerful, Durgesh or Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan herself?*

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr watched Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd gravely.

None knew both of them had successfully managed to be there in Executive Council itself.

“Now,” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr asked, “what do say?”

“What do you mean?” Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd didn’t look at Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr.

He couldn’t take his eyes separated from the extremely beautiful female figure of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, as my nude magnificent burrāq, so unashamed, being fucked by me.

What a success.

What a great incredible success.

“Are the rumors true?” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr asked.

“That she is Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza?”

“How the hell you can even imagine that blasphemy, Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr?” Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd asked her incredulously.

“No one else could have done it ever, Bhāījān.” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr said quite in awe now.

“And what about her nudism, intense feminism and so shameless exhibition of her open sex sessions with a Hindu, Durgesh that is utmost infamous Hindu for fucking almost every Musalmān Beauty that came into his contact ever?”

“They say Durgesh is Ħazrat Mahdī ålayhissalām himself.” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr smiled at him.

“Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr, please forgive me.” Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd said furiously, “Yet let me say one cold and hard fact.”

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr smiled cunningly, triumphantly.

“Okay. Go ahead.”

“I’m ashamed of you my Musalmān sisters.”

“Of all of us?”

“Almost.”

“And we are ashamed of you, Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd.” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr kept smiling cunningly, “You are jealous of her.”

“What?”

“Your royal family decided you to be the next King of Saůūdī Årab. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was more vigilant not to let you. She succeeded in making Shahzādah Al Moåīn Assaåūd the king instead. And subsequently she successfully bargained with him his voluntary retirement to replace him herself.”

“You are crazy to think it would last now forever.” Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd said curtly.

“Your ardent Musalmān houseladies, you claimed to be so faithful to you, have also joined Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s Cuckold Your Musalmān husband movement, my dear. Don’t ever dare to go near any of them even. You’d be cuckolded yourself otherwise.” Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr warned him laughing.

Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd had suddenly felt himself fallen from the seventh sky itself.

He had never thought of it.

Suddenly he was thinking fast gravely.

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr had unknowingly solved his greatest problem.

She didn’t know what she had done.

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr was right.

He had seen himself right from the first day of the celebrations; every one of his extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān houseladies themselves fucked Durgesh openly on the stage.

They sucked Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund publicly on stage to prove their truthfulness in joining Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s ‘Cuckold Your Musalmān husband’ movement.

They were rather more aggressive in fucking Durgesh than even the other Musalmān Beauties.

They wanted to show they love to fuck Durgesh more than even them.

Well, has he anything to lose any more?

Why the hell he couldn’t go ahead with what he was suggested to?

Let Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan be the ultimate triumphant one.

Let her enjoy the immense incredible glory of being Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza herself.

Why the hell he should worry now?

Even if she isn’t Kħātūn-e-Jannat^rza, let her not be.

He has found now the ultimate solution of his greatest problem.

It is safer now to accept that Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is really Kħātūn-e-Jannat^rza.

He must worry of his own problems more.

Wasn’t he is the most important person for himself?

Okay, I agree Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, you are really Kħātūn-e-Jannat^rza.

I submit.

Fātimah Vaqār Taymūr smiled.

She had read his face successfully minutely.

She knew now Shahzādah Sheikħ Al Jibrān Assaåūd has also submitted to the new Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza.

Allah, what a lucky young lady.

Okay, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, I too accept you are really Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah^rza herself if you promise me not to replace us mature Musalmān Beauties in Durgesh’s life, with your Jet Musalmān Beauties ever.

―

Kħātūn-e-Jannat Volume 2

Ved Nagar

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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam

The Extent:12

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The extent

Chapter 12

DurgeshZaynab bint Åāmir

DurgeshKħadījah Muħammad

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr

Zaynab bint Åāmir turned around and knelt up.

I stood behind her and slowly began to push my huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in her tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

“Ohhhhhhh, My Gawd!!Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! ….it is so huge.” Zaynab bint Åāmir moaned. “Give it to me Durgesh…all of it.” She pleaded….”Yesssssss! Yessssss! I didn’t realize what I was missing all this time with Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s little tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī. This is all I want from now on, a Man Size Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock. Yessssss!”

“Look at that, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. See that huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock disappear in your wife’s hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.” Kħadījah Muħammad laughed. “That’s what your wife needed all along, listen to her Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, she loves it.”

Kħadījah Muħammad jerked on the leash attached to the nipple clamps and forced Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s face so it was only a floor so from Zaynab bint Åāmir ‘s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. “You like seeing and hearing Durgesh’s huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock slide in and out of your wife’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. Don’t you, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr? Listen to that sound, it’s Zaynab bint Åāmir’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt sucking on that unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock of my Hindu Live in relationship partner Durgesh.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr could only stare and nod as my glistening gigantic unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock disappeared again and again in his wife Zaynab bint Åāmir’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

I was smiling as I buried my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in Zaynab bint Åāmir and then paused and looked over at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, your wife sure has a tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt. It feels so good squeezing my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock. Too bad, you’re never going to get, to have, that feeling again, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.”

“Oh Gawd, Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! Subħān Allah! Måshā Allah! Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr…. Durgesh Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt is so much bigger than you…it’s fantastic. I’ll never be satisfied with your little tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī , Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. Guess your fucking days are over.” Zaynab bint Åāmir gasped as I began thrusting my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in and out again.

I kept up a steady rhythm for what seemed like forever.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr couldn’t imagine I hadn’t cum yet.

Zaynab bint Åāmir kept begging for more, and then would moan and gasp as I kept up the steady rhythm as my Massive Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock would disappear in her hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Then I began really to pump my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in and out faster and faster, driving it all the way to the base…

Over and over it disappeared in and out, in and out.

Then Zaynab bint Åāmir began to gasp and moan, then she let out a piercing yell….

“ALLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH….Yesssssssssssssssssssss. Fuck me Durgesh! Fuck me! …..ALLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

Faster, Faster…….Oh Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I am cumming.. Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Don’t stop. Faster.. Faster…Yesssssssssss.”

Zaynab bint Åāmir pitched forward her mouth open gasping for air.

I collapsed onto her back……and sighed.

Then I looked over at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr as Kħadījah Muħammad pulled hard us, so I was closer as I lay on top of Zaynab bint Åāmir’s back……

Kħadījah Muħammad, Zaynab bint Åāmir and I laughed together.

After several minutes I slowly rose.

My huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock was still hard and swollen.

I walked over to where Kħadījah Muħammad had Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

Kħadījah Muħammad pulled Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr so he was bent over and Zaynab bint Åāmir waved my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s face.

Kħadījah Muħammad said.

“Here, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, lick Durgesh clean, now that you’re an experienced unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock sucker, and show Zaynab bint Åāmir you’ll do anything for us.”

Then Zaynab bint Åāmir pushed my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s mouth and made Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr suck it clean.

Kħadījah Muħammad swung the leather paddle a couple times hitting Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s tattoo to make sure he was doing a good job.

Zaynab bint Åāmir still breathing hard sat glassy eyed, staring, as Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr licked and sucked my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

“That was fantastic Durgesh!” Zaynab bint Åāmir managed to pant. “You sure were right, Kħadījah Muħammad. Durgesh sure knows how to use that Magnificent Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock of his, and he Lasts Forever.”

I smiled and looked down at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr sucking my now semi-hard unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

Zaynab bint Åāmir managed to laugh and said.

“You’ve been officially cuckolded Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. Now you belong to Zaynab bint Åāmir, Kħadījah Muħammad and Durgesh.”

Kħadījah Muħammad also laughed and ordered.

“Now you get to show how good you are at being a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt cleaner. I want Zaynab bint Åāmir’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt to be squeaky clean, next time Durgesh fucks her. So get busy cleaning her out, and don’t miss any.”

I also participated in the game.

I had to.

To keep both of them trust me in future also, as they trusted me now.

“I think Kħadījah Muħammad would like to use you as her little fuck slut while you clean up Zaynab bint Åāmir. I’ll catch my breath before I do Kħadījah Muħammad, then I think I’ll screw Zaynab bint Åāmir few more times tonight, just so you know who the real man is here.”

Kħadījah Muħammad led Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to Zaynab bint Åāmir and pulled his head down to her hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Then she reached for the strap-on dildo and cinched it on, the long 8″ rubber Uncut Hindu Cock jutting out obscenely.

She untied Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s hands and ordered Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to stop cleaning Zaynab bint Åāmir and lick the dildo.

Then she told him to start licking Zaynab bint Åāmir again.

She stepped behind him, and winked at me.

Zaynab bint Åāmir barked at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

“Get that ass up in the air, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr so Kħadījah Muħammad can have a good angle.”

Kħadījah Muħammad drew her hand back and let Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr have a couple good hard slaps on his tattooed ass….

“That’s it. wiggle that cute little sissy ass for us Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. Now reach around and spread those cheeks so I can see where I am putting this monster Uncut Hindu Cock.”

Kħadījah Muħammad laughed as a humiliated Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr did exactly what he was told.

“Spread those cheeks a little wider so everyone can get a good look Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. That’s it. hold it right there. And now while you’re holding your cheeks apart wide, tell everyone how much you want me to fuck you Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. A Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān woman is fucking you in your so called masculine Musalmān ass. Ha ha ha.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr surrendered immediately.

He knew how to live in this rotten time for him.

“Please Mistress Kħadījah Muħammad…Please, fuck me. As a Supreme Female, a Musalmān lioness for the Hindu Lion, you have the right to fuck me whenever you want…and Zaynab bint Åāmir also has the similar rights. Please fuck me.”

“Oh that is great, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, and so true. Keep those cheeks spread wide for me.” Kħadījah Muħammad laughed.

Then she started slowly sliding the 8″ Uncut Hindu Cock into Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr moaned and gasped…

Kħadījah Muħammad tugged hard on his leash and nipples then giggled as she drove the Uncut Hindu Cock into Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, while pulling him back into her with his leash attached to his nipples.

“Gawd…Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! I’ve always wanted to fuck you terrorist Musalmīn’s tight little ass, I love it. Since you can’t fuck any more, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, you can at least get fucked like a sissy should.” Zaynab bint Åāmir exclaimed as Kħadījah Muħammad set up a rhythm and drove the huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in and out, in and out, making full even strokes.

Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed as she slid out from under Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, as he finished up cleaning her hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt,

“Oh, Kħadījah Muħammad, Durgesh, I just know we are going to have a wonderful summer.”

Zaynab bint Åāmir stood up in front of Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr so he could watch as she let me massage her tits while she watched Kħadījah Muħammad burying the strap-on in Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

“Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr will be our little cuckold for the whole summer.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr lowered his head to the floor and was moaning as Kħadījah Muħammad drove the huge rubber Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of him, repeatedly, with an ever-increasing tempo.

“Ohhhhhhh…. Yes Mistress…Yes…..!” Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was panting.

Wasn’t it surprising that he was enjoying the every moment of his immense disgrace?

Was he bisexual?

Of course, he is.

After several minutes, Kħadījah Muħammad began to perspire; she gave one final thrust, causing Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to pitch forward as he collapsed on the floor.

Kħadījah Muħammad was satisfied.

Her intense hatred to Musalmīn husbands was somewhat satisfied, at least temporarily.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had been fucked good enough.

She undid the strap-on and dropped it on the floor next to Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s head, addressing Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr as she shook her head.

“That’s all the pleasure you’ll be getting from now on, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. So you’d better get used to it, little Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. We plan on making you our little fuck slut every chance we get. And the rest of your three cuckold friends too. What do you four call yourself? Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn? Hahaha. All the four of you gays don’t even deserve to lick the feet of the Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn of Islam. You idiots, Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn? My foot you four are.”

Zaynab bint Åāmir then suggested we all retire to the hot tub and have Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr serve them the champagne and me the juice.

Zaynab bint Åāmir , Kħadījah Muħammad and I all chatted about what had just transpired, and we all agreed and said that Kħadījah Muħammad had put on quite the show by mounting Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr like the sissy he was.

Zaynab bint Åāmir and I, both, watched intently as we sipped our glasses.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr went out to the hot tub.

He lit the candles, removed the top and then went back in, to tell us the tub was ready.

I was busy screwing Kħadījah Muħammad, while Zaynab bint Åāmir sat recovering from my huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and was sipping wine and watching.

“Guess you will have one more hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt to clean before we retire to the hot tub Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.” Zaynab bint Åāmir chuckled. “Durgesh is the greatest stud. He didn’t take but 10 minutes and he was ready to drill Kħadījah Muħammad.”

Kħadījah Muħammad was moaning and gasping as I pounded in and out of her….

Then she came with a cry.

Kħadījah Muħammad rolled over on her back and curled her finger at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, motioning him to come over and clean her up.

Zaynab bint Åāmir and I watched and gave instructions as Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr crawled between Kħadījah Muħammad’s legs and began the task of cleaning up all my Hindu cum.

Zaynab bint Åāmir took her leather strap and landed several good hard swats on Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s ass to encourage him as he licked and sucked Kħadījah Muħammad’s smoothly shaved Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, causing her to cum two more times.

After Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was finished and Zaynab bint Åāmir approved of his work we all casually got up and told Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to bring the champagne out as they needed to relax in the tub.

They made Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr kneel by the tub as we chatted and talked for the next hour, discussing all the good times we would have now that Zaynab bint Åāmir had cuckolded Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

I sat between the two angry Musalmān women and would stroke their proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts.

I talked how I was going to fuck each of them one more time before the night was over.

They laughed at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr in his little tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī cage, as they commanded Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to fill their champagne glasses.

“Too bad, little Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr only gets to watch from now on, but that’s what being a cuckold is all about.” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed.

Zaynab bint Åāmir and Kħadījah Muħammad wrapped in each other’s arms, agreed, then smiled and laughed at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr as he knelt naked, except for his nipple clamps, ruffled collar and high heels by the hot tub.

His eyes cast downward and his little tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī locked in his little tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī cage.

Zaynab bint Åāmir had recently inherited a rather large family fortune and become a multi-millionaire.

As a result, she was feeling extremely Independent and Powerful.

Now that she was independently wealthy, she had the urge to release Her Female Supremacy and Female Dominance side.

She especially looked forward to showing off the Power She had over her sissy submissive husband Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr to Her friends and the chance to humiliate him in front of the new lovers she planned to acquire.

She had decided now was the ideal time to cuckold Her submissive husband whom She had been practicing Dominance over for sometime already, but only in the bedroom and between the two of them.

It was now time to come out of the closet, so to speak and allow herself to experience the full Power and Enjoyment of Dominating Her husband “Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr” in front of their close friends, as well as take the next step and make him Her cuckold.

With the money she had inherited, she was now in full financial control of their relationship and Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had no way of objecting to her most imaginative demands, or she would simply cast him aside.

She had discussed her decision with her best friend Kħadījah Muħammad and Her partner Durgesh and planned on inviting Kħadījah Muħammad’s partner Durgesh over to assist with the initial cuckolding of Her “Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr”.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had not been informed nor was he aware of the arrangement between Zaynab bint Åāmir, Kħadījah Muħammad and Durgesh.

When I arrived, Zaynab bint Åāmir was dressed in a very sexy top, which showed off her large proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts and her nipples, clearly visible.

She invited me in and we sat in the living room.

Zaynab bint Åāmir called out.

“Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr…come in here. I have some instructions for you!”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr entered the room, wearing his slacks and tee shirt.

I knew by her tone something was about to happen.

Zaynab bint Åāmir was in charge and knew he had better obey; he looked down nervously and said submissively.

“Yes, Mistress Zaynab bint Åāmir.”

“Good boy Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.” Zaynab bint Åāmir chuckled. ” Now I’ve laid out your maid outfit, thong panties, and nipple clamps upstairs and I would like you to go get dressed and then come down and serve Durgesh and me a drink. You have 2 minutes to be back down here. Hurry up, time is ticking!”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr quickly left the room and heard me laughing.

“Zaynab bint Åāmir, you sure do have him right where you want him….guess I know who controls the check book!”

When Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr returned, he had a tray and cold drinks for us.

Zaynab bint Åāmir and I were sitting side by side….and I had my hand on Zaynab bint Åāmir ‘s bare leg.

“Good little bitch.” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed as Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr entered the room. “Now come over Here, and lift your skirt, remove your thong, and turn slowly around so I can see exactly what a little sissy bitch you are.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr inched his way over to in front of us and slowly lifted his French maid skirt, took off his thong underwear and turned around, showing that he freshly shaved smooth and was wearing an Årab Musalmān nūnī cage.

In addition, the tattoo that Zaynab bint Åāmir had ordered for him on his left butt cheek was clearly visible.

It showed a Female Supremacy symbol and below it was:

‘ZAYNAB BINT ÅĀMIR’s slave “Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’.

In addition, he was wearing his nipple clamps with a leash and chain attached to us.

I laughed as Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr turned around.

“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! no wonder you want a real man to service you Zaynab bint Åāmir , my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock head wouldn’t even fit in that cage and his whole Årab Musalmān nūnī has room to spare in it…!!”

“You’re probably right Durgesh, I can’t wait to see the size of your manhood. I am going to keep Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr in his cage now that I have received my inheritance and he only gets to cum when I allow it.” Zaynab bint Åāmir responded. ” I plan on having “CUCKOLD” tattooed beneath “Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr” after tonight, so when I take him to the nude beaches of France and Spain everyone will know what he really is!”

She smiled.

Then continued.

“Now Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, I want you to remove my blouse so Durgesh can enjoy my beautiful proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts, and you can beg him to service your wife.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr crept closer, reached over and unbuttoned Zaynab bint Åāmir’s blouse.

He removed her top, exposing her naked proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts…

“Please Durgesh, will you pleasure my wife and service her this evening?”

“Those are fantastic tits Zaynab bint Åāmir .” I said as I gazed at her large nipples. “I bet little old Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr wishes I would get a chance to squeeze them. Too bad he’s going to be a cuckold and can only watch from now on while real man get to enjoy his wife.” I laughed as I reached out and squeezed one of Zaynab bint Åāmir’s ample tits.

I rolled Her hard nipple between his fingers.

“Ahh..I am going to enjoy screwing your hot wife Musalmān tonight, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.”

“Here, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, I have job for the little sissy bitch, you can sit here beside your wife and lift up her tits, so I can squeeze them. Don’t try squeezing or feeling them, just lift each one up and hold it, and present it to me, and beg me to squeeze it.” I grinned at Zaynab bint Åāmir and she smiled.

I reached out, grabbed Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s leash, and pulled him over to us.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr put his hands under Zaynab bint Åāmir’s tits and lifted them up presenting her large full nipples to me.

He leaned forward and licked each of them.

“Please I suck on my Mistresses proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts.” Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr whimpered.

He started sucking and making loud sucking noises,

“Yeah, Zaynab bint Åāmir…I love these tits.” I exclaimed.

“I don’t believe it.” I exclaimed. “You really have him now that you have all the income, I have to hand it to you Zaynab bint Åāmir , Kħadījah Muħammad will love to come over next time and see how you’ve got him doing anything you want. I guess whoever controls, the gold makes the rules.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr kept sucking on Zaynab bint Åāmir’s nipples.

She tilted her head back and moaned softly….

“Allah…Gawd that feels good Durgesh…Ohhhhh…don’t stop squeezing , don’t stop. Just what a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lady needs, a real man to make her feel good!”

“Ok Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. Now, for what I came here for.” I stated as I stood up and dropped my pants.

“Get down on the floor, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.” Zaynab bint Åāmir demanded. “Take his unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock out of his shorts so I can see again, if it is as big as Kħadījah Muħammad says it is.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr obediently got down on his knees as Zaynab bint Åāmir gave his nipple leash a jerk, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr reached in My shorts and pulled out my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Allah….!” Zaynab bint Åāmir exclaimed. “That has to be 5 times larger than little Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s tiny peter!”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr carefully grasped hold of the huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock, amazed at its size.

He had never touched another man’s Cock before mine.

It must have been 8 inches long and 2″ in diameter when soft, so much larger than his, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was shocked.

He could not believe he had seen it before entering two Musalmān Cunts.

“Go ahead Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr. Get busy and stroke it for me, and make it hard.” Zaynab bint Åāmir demanded, “Then lick it like a lollipop for me. I want it as hard as rock….not like your little jelly stick.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr started stroking My unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock as I began to squeeze Zaynab bint Åāmir ‘s tits again.

The massive unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock immediately got rock hard and swelled to a good 10″ long and 1 1/2″ in diameter.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was stunned at the sheer Hindu size of it.

“Jeeeezzze….Kħadījah Muħammad was right, you’re the Original Hindu Stallion Durgesh.” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed.

“Now suck and lick it my little sissy Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.” Zaynab bint Åāmir continued.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr started licking it like a sucker and then sucking on it.

“I always knew my little Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was gay….!” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed, “Look at him go, dressed in his little maid outfit like the sissy bitch he is. He seems to be enjoying holding a real unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.”

Zaynab bint Åāmir grabbed Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s leash and motioned to me to follow as She led the way up to the bedroom, pulling on Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s nipple leash as he crawled behind us.

Zaynab bint Åāmir removed her skirt and sat next to me on the edge of the bed.

“Lick my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt a few times to get me ready.” Zaynab bint Åāmir barked at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr as she jerked on his leash and he quickly crawled over to her.

He couldn’t believe it, She had shaved her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt clean, She had never done that for him.

“Oh so you like my shaved Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr? I did it just for Durgesh. He said he loves shaved Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt to fuck.” And she laughed.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr quickly began licking Her smooth Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Then she got up on her knees on the bed and I crouched behind her.

I reached around her and grasped her hanging proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts.

“Ok, little sissy Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, now you’re going to help me cuckold you.” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed. “Take Durgesh’s Giant Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and help him put it in my hot little Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt .”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr obeyed.

He grasped My steel hard massive unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock and placed the huge head against the lips of Zaynab bint Åāmir’s now soaked wet Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt…

“Now Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, sit there and watch as Durgesh fucks me and you become my official “CUCKOLD!”

Zaynab bint Åāmir teased.

“I want you to count Out Loud each time Durgesh’s Monstrous Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock goes in and out of my Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, that way I can be sure you are watching. Then when Durgesh has fucked me good and filled me with his Hindu seed, you can clean me up with your tongue and then clean Durgesh’s Magnificent Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock.”

“You know little Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, I will need to have a unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock like this at least once a week, and you’ll remain locked in your cage as my little bitch cuckold for as long as I want, because I hold the check book now!” Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr swallowed and watched as My Massive Unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock disappeared slowly inch by inch into his wife’s wet Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr started counting out loud….1,

I slowly drew my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock out the full length and again slowly pushed it all the way in, stopping several times as the 10 inches slowly disappeared….

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr counted …2.

I kept up this slow non-rhythmic motion.

Zaynab bint Åāmir sighed and moaned deeply each time I buried my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock in Her tight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

I had hold of Zaynab bint Åāmir ‘s proud erect Wahābī Musalmān breasts and would pull Her to meet me each time I slipped my unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock into Her Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

As it reached full 10 inches of depth, I would pause and sigh.

Making sure Zaynab bint Åāmir felt the full 10 inches of Hindu length each time.

I slowly, very slowly pull it out again pausing several times.

Finally, after Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr counted 15 I looked over at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr and smiled.

Then I set up a steady but slow rhythm….

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr counted as I watched My huge unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock disappear each time….15,…16….17…all the way up to…… …60 the same steady rhythm.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was amazed at the staying power of mine.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr usually could only last at the most 10 rapid thrusts and then he came…sometimes, other times he didn’t even cum.

Then finally at 60 I increased the rhythm dramatically, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr counted faster and faster ….61.62.63.64..up to…..80.

Zaynab bint Åāmir was gasping and moaning like Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had never heard before.

I was panting heavily now.

Zaynab bint Åāmir gasped:

“More Durgesh…More…faster…Fuck Me, Fuck Me…Oh Yesssssssss I need all of it!”

At 80 Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr could tell that an animalistic power had taken over both Zaynab bint Åāmir and me.

There was no way they could control us now.

My motion and Zaynab bint Åāmir ‘s breathing increased to a fantastic speed that Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr could barely keep up with the counting out loud as fast as he could…..81…85…90…95….

Allah!

Yā Allaaaaah!

1289?

No!

5678?

No!

10789?

Then it happened, one final thrust as Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr cried out loud 11108.

I buried my huge slick unique legendary Uncut Hindu Cock to the full final depth and Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr could see My butt muscles contract involuntarily over and over and over as I expelled my Hindu seed into Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr’s wife, Mistress Zaynab bint Åāmir .

Zaynab bint Åāmir let out a scream as she came, and I gasped as I collapsed on top of her back.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr sat there with his mouth open staring at the scene he had just been made to witness, his little Årab Musalmān nūnī swollen in his cage.

Finally, after several minutes, I rolled off Zaynab bint Åāmir.

She turned over and spread her legs.

She looked Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr in the eyes and said.

“Now it is time for you to do your Cuckold duties. Crawl over here and lick me clean, then clean up Durgesh’s Magical Magnificent Manhood!”

We both laughed.

Zaynab bint Åāmir spat at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

She put her feet on the back of Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, using him as her footrest.

He submitted to all his fours immediately.

She smiled triumphantly, resting her feet on her Musalmān husband’s back, leisurely.

“Then I want you to crawl out of here and get us both a glass of Champagne and juice, so I can celebrate having you, a new Cuckold. Don’t worry. All of us Musalmān wives have vowed now, at Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club and Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, both, to cuckold our terrorist and even potential terrorist Musalmān husbands. Soon you all the animals will be cuckolded without any exception at all. You won’t stop your terrorism? Okay. No problem. We, all the members of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club and Ashvinātam Gangbang Club, will cuckold you forever. Do your duties. Then you can sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed tonight.”

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, humiliated, did as he was instructed.

When he was curled up by the bed and he could hear Zaynab bint Åāmir and me whispering, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was surprised at his feelings.

…he felt a huge sense of humiliation knowing he had just been cuckolded, watched as his wife was fucked by me, and that there would be many more times he would be forced to endure the humiliation.

However, He also felt a sense of Happiness knowing his ZAYNAB BINT ÅĀMIR had been pleasured as he could never do, and that She was satisfied and content.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr also felt a sense of Pride knowing he had performed as She had ordered and demanded as Her submissive and now cuckold, and he had a Safe Feeling of belonging to Her.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had just became……ZAYNAB BINT ÅĀMIR’s Cuckold.

Post Script.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr had truly become ZAYNAB BINT ÅĀMIR’s cuckold.

With Her now acquired wealth of a multi-millionaire, she was able to travel as often as She wanted to France, Her main passion besides sex, taking Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr as Her submissive to attend Her needs.

Either she entertained me, and sometime women, while traveling or at home at least once a week, with Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr performing as her cuckold each time.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was very content and drew great pleasure seeing that his Mistress was getting the sexual pleasure that she deserved as he obeyed and did his duties as her submissive cuckold.

Occasionally, only just once every month or two, Zaynab bint Åāmir would allow an evening where just she and Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr would play.

Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was allowed to be her submissive slave.

She would dress-up as a Dominatrix and paddle or crop him, and allow him to pleasure Her with his mouth.

She might us a strap-on on him.

She never released him from his cage.

She watched and pulled on his nipple leash and teased him about how useless his Årab Musalmān nūnī was.

Each time I was finished, I would then pleasure her again.

Of course, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr still cleaning Her with his tongue, then She would immediately lock him up to become Her Cuckold, knowing She would get me again to pleasure Her as She deserved, and Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr would again serve as:

The Heiress’s Cuckold Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.

Chapter 13

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend

4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service

5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1

6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2

7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3

8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4

9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5

10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6

11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7

12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8

13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9

14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10

15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11

16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12

17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13

18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14

19. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–15

20. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–16

21. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–17

22. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–18

23. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–19

24. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–20

25. A deserving unfaithfulness

26. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

27. Yåqūb Family-1

28. They conspired against me

29. A secret Smile

30. A new young wife at sixty

31. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

32. The Beaming Knowledge

33. The three pregnants-1

34. The three pregnants-2

35. In the Moonlight

36. Sālī, Ammījān!

37. Now entirely secured and safe

38. She needed me extremely

39. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

40. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me

41. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

42. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

43. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

44. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

45. No Hindu, Please!

46. Only Hindus, Please!

47. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

48. I do hate hypocrisy

49. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

50. Hell, I revolt

51. She loved me all along

52. She told the untold-1

53. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1

54. Making love and understanding everything

55. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

56. After the death of my husband

57. The everbest wives-1

58. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

59. The most memorable Eidī of her life

60. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared

61. You are the best. You don’t know

62. I’m not defeated even yet-1

63. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

64. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

65. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

66. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

67. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

68. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

69. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

70. I live with him

71. The only man she loved

72. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1

73. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2

74. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3

75. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4

76. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

77. It all happened just naturally-1

78. It all happened just naturally-2

79. Under Open Sky

80. Ammī the competent

75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1

76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2

77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3

78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4

79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5

80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6

81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7

82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8

83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9

84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10

85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11

86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12

87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13

88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14

89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15

90.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

91.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

92. Three sons three Ammīs

93. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

99. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

101. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

111.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

112. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

113. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

114. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

115. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

116. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

117. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

118. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

119. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

120. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

121. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

122. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

123. The everincreasing infinite lust

124. The women in my life

125. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

127. A Deep Conflict-1

128. I’m never ashamed of it

129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

144. They both serve me now

145. She protested

146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach

147. The threesome

148. You’ve proved your titles true

149. The Chairman: 1

150. The Chairman: 2

151. The Chairman: 3

152. The Chairman: 4

153. The Chairman: 5

154. An Underworld Don: 1

155. An Underworld Don: 2

156. An Underworld Don: 3

157. An Underworld Don: 4

158. An Underworld Don: 5

159. An Underworld Don: 6

160. An Underworld Don: 7

161. An Underworld Don: 8

162. An Underworld Don: 9

163. An Underworld Don: 10

164. Age no bar: 1

165. Age no bar: 2

166. The Absolute Surrender

167. Her Ultimate Decision: 1

168. Her Ultimate Decision: 2

175. Her Ultimate Decision : 3

175. The Extent: 1
176. The Extent: 2

177. The Extent: 3

178. The Extent: 4

179. The Extent: 5

180. The Extent: 6

181. The Extent: 7

182. The Extent: 8

183. The Extent: 9

184. The Extent: 10

185. The Extent : 11

186. The Extent : 12

187. The Extent : 13

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1

10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2

11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1

12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2

13. Eidul Fitr-1

14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!

15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main

فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1

28. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:2

29. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:3

30. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:4

31. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:5

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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:

1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1

2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2

3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3

4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4

5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5

6.The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6

7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8

9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9

10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10

11.The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11

12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12

13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13

14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1

15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2

16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3

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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:

1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2

3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8

4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1

5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2

6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3

7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4

8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5

9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6

10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7

11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8

12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9

13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6

14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20

15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46

16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2

19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

20. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 26| Mantr 2

21. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

22. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

23. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

24. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

26. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

28. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

36. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 31| Mantr 18

37. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr2

38. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8

39. Saamved: Mantr 1

40. Sāmved: Mantr 115

41. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

42. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

43. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

44. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

48. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

49. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

50. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

51. Atharv Ved: Kaand 4| Sookt 13| Mantr 1

52. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

53. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 4| Mantr 22

54. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

55.Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25

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The extent

Chapter 4

The Worst

Shankar Mahāpralayankar did not tell me what he did mean.

But I knew many things neither he told anyone, nor ever intended to.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was one of them.

He was using Al Fātimah Al Wahāb to counteract the efforts of Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was 43, very attractive, meticulously groomed, and wore only the very best, expensive designer clothes.

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, was very wealthy and worked in finance.

They owned a big mansion in Double Bay with a superb water view.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb did not have to work and did whatever she wanted.

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, was often away with work and so she would spend her days shopping, going to lunch with friends, and then more shopping intermingled with trips to the beauty salon and hairdressers.

She liked art and would often frequent the art gallery with friends buying some pieces for display in her ‘mansion’.

Price was not an issue and she bought whatever she wanted.

She was rich, attractive, and always got her way.

To some persons, her curt manner was almost rude.

But she charmed all the Hindus she met.

She loved Hindus even not less than Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.

They noticed her big Wahābī Musalmān tits before anything else.

She knew her sexuality could get her whatever she wanted.

After all, she had used it to marry her wealthy ‘older’ husband.

The old fool.

She had had a few very discreet affairs in the 5 years they had been married.

She loved everything expensive in life.

It was a Tuesday and she had her usual appointment at the hairdressers.

She drove the Mercedes up to the ‘customer parking bay’ and then made her way inside the salon.

But today there was a new person working at the saloon.

“What happened to Sanā?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb asked the owner, Shahnāz Ħusayn.

“She had to fly back to New Zealand because her mother is ill, so we have our new owner on the team. His name is Shankar Mahāpralayankar. He is only on a working holiday from India but he is very charming and highly trained. He will be doing your hair today if that’s okay?”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked Shankar Mahāpralayankar up and down.

He was tall with smoldering good looks, broad shoulders and an incredible white smile.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb estimated he was probably in his 60s.

There was a very sexual aura about him. Devilish thoughts raced through her mind.

She loved to fantasize about illicit sex.

This man had money and position both.

She only fucked wealthy Hindus.

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, never had the time for her, always busy with work and overseas business trips.

She was ready for another affair, but not with Shankar Mahāpralayankar.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar was too powerful to be managed.

She thought to herself:

“A bit of flirting and teasing won’t do any harm”.

She loved Hindus to cock-tease.

It gave her a feeling of some superiority on Hindus.

She finally answered Shahnāz Ħusayn,

“Sorry, yes Shankar Mahāpralayankar can cut my hair. That will be fine, thank you”.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar had already been told that Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was one of their very best wealthy customers and she was to be given every bit of attention.

She sat in the chair and introduced herself to Shankar Mahāpralayankar.

“Call me Shankar Mahāpralayankar.” he said to her in his lovely sexy Hindu accent.

He ran his fingers through her hair and began to massage her scalp.

It felt good and she sunk a little lower in the chair.

She asked him where he was staying.

He told her he had obtained an ideal apartment, on a 6-month lease, not far from the salon.

He shared the apartment with a few friends who had come to Makkah Mukarramah with him.

“Shahnāz Ħusayn tells me that you like art, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb?” Shankar Mahāpralayankar said. “I am an artist back in India, only beginning though”.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was interested.

He continued,

“I don’t have any of my art here but I do have some photographs if you would like to see them? Perhaps we could have coffee one day and I will bring them along to show you?”

Did Al Fātimah Al Wahāb hear correctly?

Was this Hindu asking her for coffee?

They had only just met, still, he was a fascinating Hindu and she thought,

“Why not?”

“Thank you Shankar Mahāpralayankar. That would be lovely. Although you must let me pay.” She told him where to meet her the following day.

A place she didn’t frequent often but it was ideal for cozy lunches and the booths provided some privacy for diners.

The next day she was excited about her lunch with Shankar Mahāpralayankar.

She was the quintessential Uncut Hindu Cock -teaser and so she dressed accordingly.

She wore a very short but stylish skirt, a tight blouse, with matching shoes and handbag.

The outfit was worth more than a hairdresser would make in 3 months cutting hair.

She had, underneath all this, a black bra and panties.

As she was leaving she had a wicked thought, stopped, lifted her skirt, and peeled off her panties leaving them behind.

She said to herself:

“Perhaps Shankar Mahāpralayankar may like a glimpse of what he cannot have.”

She met Shankar Mahāpralayankar who was exactly on time.

Good.

She liked punctuality.

She caught Shankar Mahāpralayankar looking at her legs and Wahābī Musalmān tits and she got a rush.

Manipulating Hindus was her forte.

“Keep looking Shankar Mahāpralayankar.” she thought to herself “You will never get to fuck me so just dream on you poor dumb wop hair-cutter”.

They sat at the table that she had reserved and the waiter took their order.

She crossed her legs and made sure Shankar Mahāpralayankar got a good look at her high upper thighs.

She was in her element.

They both ordered red wine and drank a glass each before the meal arrived while she flipped through the photo album of Shankar Mahāpralayankar’s artwork.

After a short while Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had to go to the ‘ladies room’ and excused herself.

The second round of wine arrived and Shankar Mahāpralayankar again told her he’d take juice only.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb came back and sat down.

“I also can only have this one last glass of wine Shankar Mahāpralayankar because I am driving”.

Their meals arrived and they continued to talk about art, hair, and other things.

She flirted with him sticking out her Wahābī Musalmān tits and crossing and re-crossing her legs, then discreetly letting her skirt ride high enough for him to get a glimpse of her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

She aroused herself in this way with Many Hindus.

After about 20 minutes she started to get light-headed and felt as though she had drunk two bottles of wine rather than two glasses.

“I don’t understand it.” she said, “Two glasses never do this to me.”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar suggested that he could give her a lift to her home because he didn’t want her to drive.

She paid the bill and then handed the keys to her Mercedes to Shankar Mahāpralayankar.

He took her arm and walked her to the car putting her in the passenger seat.

As she got in, her short skirt lifted to nearly completely around her waist and Shankar Mahāpralayankar got an excellent view of her neatly trimmed extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and swollen extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt lips.

She didn’t even realize that her skirt had ridden up and she just sat there.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar got into the driver’s seat and drove off.

But he wasn’t taking her home.

He was taking her to his apartment.

He pulled the Mercedes up and helped her out of the passenger side.

The drug had taken effect now and she felt very intoxicated.

It was designed to make her co-operating and sleepy.

He opened the door to the apartment and helped Al Fātimah Al Wahāb to the main bedroom where she sat on the edge of the bed.

She knew it wasn’t her own house but she was beyond caring.

She felt really good and that was all that mattered to her at that moment in time.

She lay back on the bed and passed out.

When she awoke she noticed it was dark outside.

She figured she must have been asleep for at least 6 hours.

Her head was groggy but she otherwise felt fine.

Then she got a shock.

There were four Hindus in the room and she noticed video and camera equipment.

It was then she realized that she was completely naked.

“What the hell is going on?” she demanded.

“Relax bitch.” said Shankar Mahāpralayankar. “We just fucked you real good and made ourselves a movie. Let me introduce you to my colleagues, Vikram, Vijay and Pratāp.”

The three Hindus nodded her way.

“The other Hindus who fucked you were just some Hindus I recruited off the street. Nobody’s. They fucked you for nothing with their Uncut Hindu Cocks. Didn’t cost me a cent!”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was in shock.

She had been fucked like a crack-whore hooker.

It was then that she realized that her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and ass were slightly throbbing and the unmistakable smell of Hindu cum covered her body.

“Allah!” she said, “You Hindus all fucked me. I am calling the Police!”

She got up and headed towards the telephone.

“Slow down whore, maybe you should watch the video first, because I know your husband would like to see it.”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar flicked a switch and the video played through the TV.

She stood and watched herself being fucked in the ass and in her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt by at least 12 Hindus.

She was even sucking their Uncut Hindu Cocks and, although she looked intoxicated, she also looked like she was enjoying it very much.

To anyone who viewed the tape it would look as though she was a willing participant to a gang-bang.

“You loved our big Uncut Hindu Cocks, bitch. Hell, I don’t think you needed any drugs. You would have fucked us Hindus anyhow. You had no panties on under your rich little skirt so you must have wanted to fuck old Shankar Mahāpralayankar? Now, let’s talk about our deal”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb didn’t know what to do.

If her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, got hold of the tape she would lose everything including her lavish lifestyle.

Allah, how could she be so stupid!

She had no choice now but to co-operate.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar was a Congressman in India who made money from Ashvinātam Porn, gambling, extortion, and Politics.

He had himself told her that he was running an Ashvinātam Gangbang Club.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was not astonished.

She knew about Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club even.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar was a major player yet he was very street savvy and knew people.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar put forward his proposal.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had to deposit cash into a bank account each month as donations to the Ashvinātam Gangbang Club.

It would be her contribution to the great cause.

Not too much or her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, would be suspicious, but more than enough to keep Shankar Mahāpralayankar, his buddies and the Ashvinātam Gangbang Club in style for a while.

“Okay I’ll give you the contributions ! Now give me back my clothes so I can get out of here!”

“Not so fast bitch. You gotta do something else for us.”

“What, you are already going to get your money!”

“No, you stupid stuck-up rich Wahābī Musalmān whore, you are going to sell your extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and Wahābī Musalmān ass for the same great cause, Ashvinātam Gangbang Club contributions every day. We are not greedy but we need a little more money than you can put in our bank account each month. And you have to better be good or we will make sure your husband gets a copy of the video, plus a copy will go out to all your rich Musalmān friends and we will sell the video over the Internet. You understand, whore?”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was trapped.

She had no way out.

She could tell them to fuck off, walk out, and risk being divorced losing all her money, and, on top of that, known as a common Musalmān whore to all her socialite friends.

But to become a Wahābī Musalmān prostitute for Hindus?

No, she had better play their game for the time being at least.

“You can start off by fucking us again right now. And it better be good. Get that camera rolling, Vikram.”

Vikram switched on the camera and all the four Hindus surrounded Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, their Uncut Hindu Cocks sticking in her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān face.

“Do it bitch.” barked Shankar Mahāpralayankar. “Suck our fucking Uncut Hindu Cocks!” he yelled.

She took Vikram’s Uncut Hindu Cock in her mouth and started sucking.

The Uncut Hindu Cock was soon rock hard and she was hardly able to get it into her mouth.

“Now get on all fours while we fuck you in that sweet Wahābī Musalmān ass.” said Shankar Mahāpralayankar.

She slowly complied and Shankar Mahāpralayankar mounted her from behind viciously thrusting his thick Uncut Hindu Cock into her rich Wahābī Musalmān asshole.

She protested loudly and was slapped across the face.

“Shut the fuck up whore!” The 9-inch Uncut Hindu Cock was in her asshole to the hilt and Shankar Mahāpralayankar started thrusting it in and out with vicious intent whilst slapping her hard on the ass.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb soon started to push her hips back to meet Shankar Mahāpralayankar’s demonic Hindu thrusts.

Was she starting to enjoy it?

Could she enjoy it?

Vikram exploded his Hindu cum in her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān mouth and she gagged for a moment before Pratāp shoved his Uncut Hindu Cock in.

Vikram checked the camera and then got in for his share again.

He slid underneath her and buried his Uncut Hindu Cock in her rich-bitch extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

She was being sandwich fucked while she sucked on 2 Uncut Hindu Cocks.

The camera kept rolling.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar watched her and said to the Hindus,

“Boys, I think we have ourselves a co-operative little Wahābī Musalmān fuck slave here.”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was now herself enjoying it so much that she was thrusting her hips and greedily sucking on the hard Uncut Hindu Cocks at her face like a street whore.

She needed no coaching anymore.

She was thoroughly enjoying it.

The whole thing was captured on video.

The Hindus continued to use her as their Wahābī Musalmān fuck-whore for another hour before they all collapsed from exhaustion.

It was 10.00pm by this stage.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar turned and said to Al Fātimah Al Wahāb,

“Your first shift is about to start bitch, put these on.”

He threw her a tiny micro mini-skirt and a see-through boob-tube.

He then ordered her to put them on.

The skirt was so short that her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and asshole could be seen if she bent over slightly and her big Wahābī Musalmān tits showed right through the flimsy fabric which was her top.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked like a street-slut and that was exactly what they had planned for her entire future.

Yes, a rich stuck-up Wahābī Musalmān Bitch forced to suck Uncut Hindu Cocks for $5 and take it up the ass for $10!

They were the specific directions Shankar Mahāpralayankar had been given by his unknown, but highly paying, ‘client’.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar had been hired to set the whole thing up.

He thought to himself:

“She must have pissed someone off real bad.”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was ordered out to the car and made to run a short distance for the amusement of the Hindus, her tiny skirt riding up completely to show her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and ass.

Her inner thighs wet from their Hindu cum that still oozed from her well-fucked gorgeous Wahābī Musalmān ass and extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was pushed into the back seat between Vikram and Pratāp.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar headed for the ‘red light’ district of Kings Cross where Al Fātimah Al Wahāb would meet her first Hindu customers for that night.

There would be Hindu customers, countless more.

At Kings Cross Shankar Mahāpralayankar stopped the car at a red traffic light and yelled out to a gang of 15 Hindu youths beckoning them over to the car.

“Hindus, want a Wahābī Musalmān whore for the night? Wahābī Musalmān Bitch. Loves it in the Wahābī Musalmān ass. You Hindus love fucking Wahābī Musalmān bitches don’t you?”

Several of the Hindu youths peered into the back of the car and checked out Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.

“Good Wahābī Musalmān tits on that bitch. How much you asking bro?”

“Hey, you Hindus can all fuck her for $50!”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sat in the back of the car.

She had been fucked by a lot of Hindus and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was about to be sold to this gang of Hindus for a lousy $50!

But her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt juices started to run.

She couldn’t help it.

She wanted those 15 Uncut Hindu Cocks bad!

“What the hell has happened to me?” she thought, “I am a cheap Hindu fucking Wahābī Musalmān whore!”

One of the Hindus slipped Shankar Mahāpralayankar the $50 and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was ordered out of the car.

Vikram escorted her to a sleazy motel room that they had permanently booked for the night.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was ordered to strip and to start sucking Uncut Hindu Cocks.

She diligently obeyed making crude slurping sounds with her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān mouth while she gave enthusiastic hand jobs to waiting Hindus.

Before long all the young Hindus had their Uncut Hindu Cocks out waiting their turn to fuck the excellent Wahābī Musalmān whore.

Huge amounts of Hindu cum splashed across her face and Wahābī Musalmān tits as Uncut Hindu Cock after Uncut Hindu Cock was serviced.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was ordered to take it in the ass and was soon being sodomized by each Hindu.

Vikram took movie photos.

He even got in line for a blowjob and fucked Al Fātimah Al Wahāb in her exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass.

She had such a tight Wahābī Musalmān ass!

Vikram enjoyed it very much.

And so the other fifteen Hindus.

After some 5 hours had passed the gang of Hindu youths, exhausted, packed up and left.

“She is one Uncut Hindu Cock-hungry Wahābī Musalmān whore bro!” one of them said to Vikram as they left.

But Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s shift wasn’t over for that night yet.

Vikram called Shankar Mahāpralayankar on his mobile phone and within 5 minutes the Mercedes pulled into the kerb.

“I’ve just lined up another gang-bang for you, bitch.” Shankar Mahāpralayankar had been busy and arranged for Al Fātimah Al Wahāb to strip at a sleazy local dance club where she would then turn on a gang-bang for the entire Hindu audience.

The fee?

Shankar Mahāpralayankar sold Al Fātimah Al Wahāb for only a lousy $40.

The crowd?

About 100 patrons with randy hard Uncut Hindu Cocks eager to fuck her brains out.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s heart was racing and her well-fucked extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and ass throbbed.

The stunk of Hindu cum and globs of Hindu cum were sitting in her hair, but Shankar Mahāpralayankar wouldn’t let her shower.

She could only think of what 100 Hindus could do to her.

How much Hindu cum would she be sprayed with or forced to swallow?

The dance club was a filthy run-down dive where petty criminals traded in drugs and Ashvinātam Porn.

It was the type of place Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had only ever seen in movies, she never ever thought it possible that she would be forced into working in one sucking Uncut Hindu Cocks and being fucked in her Wahābī Musalmān ass.

Allah, how her world had changed in less than 24 hours.

From the rich socialite Wahābī Musalmān woman with class and style to a cheap Wahābī Musalmān whore that sucked the Uncut Hindu Cocks of Hindu street scum and was rutted like a dog!

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was tired, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was filthy, and all she wanted was to go home to her lovely home.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar had other plans though.

“You are gonna get on stage, dance around, take off your fucking whore rags, and fuck for the Hindu audience. You hear me bitch!” Shankar Mahāpralayankar roared.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb nodded as she was pushed towards the stage entrance.

She could hear the rowdy Hindu crowd and knew she would be fucked like she had never been fucked before.

Her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt started to lubricate and her juices started to run.

It was as if her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt had a mind of its own and it wanted all those Uncut Hindu Cocks whether Al Fātimah Al Wahāb wanted them or not!

Some trashy strip music blared out and the curtain was raised.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar shoved 2 giant Uncut Hindu Cock-shaped 18-inch electric vibrators into her hands and said “Use these on your Wahābī Musalmān ass and extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, bitch!”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was shoved onto stage and fell over.

A voice yelled out,

“Get up whore and get your fucking clothes off!”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb got to her feet and started to gyrate her hips.

She looked into the Hindu audience.

It was full of all the perverts and degenerates that loved to masturbate watching the shows like this.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb put down his Uncut Hindu Pricks and removed her little top.

Her naked Wahābī Musalmān tits were greeted with howls of approval.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb turned around and wiggled her extremely gorgeous Wahābī Musalmān ass as she removed her little skirt.

She kicked the skirt away from her a little and some pervert quickly grabbed it as a souvenir.

“Show us your extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt!” yelled some excited Hindu.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb obediently got down on all 4s and stuck her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and ass out towards the audience.

The whistling and cheering was almost deafening.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb could see Shankar Mahāpralayankar off-stage gesturing to his Uncut Hindu Pricks.

She dutifully reached for one of his Uncut Hindu Pricks and started shoving the massive plastic Uncut Hindu Cock into her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb turned it on full speed and sat back onto it taking at least 12 inches into her extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

She wiggled her Wahābī Musalmān ass around and it slipped in a little deeper.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was beginning to feel a powerful orgasm building.

Just then Shankar Mahāpralayankar appeared on stage, undressed himself, poured lubricant from a tube all over his throbbing Uncut Hindu Prick , and began to shove it into her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān asshole.

She protested but Shankar Mahāpralayankar said,

“Shut the fuck up!!”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar mercilessly shoved his Uncut Hindu Prick into her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān asshole until he had a two thirds of it buried in her extremely delicate Wahābī Musalmān ass.

It was as hard as a steel rod itself.

Her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass was stretched to breaking point.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb hit orgasm, her body convulsing like an epileptic.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar said,

“You fucking love this. Don’t you!”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar, still standing up, shoved his entire Uncut Hindu Prick into her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass and yelled to the crowd,

“Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s ready for you Hindus to gang-bang now!”

The excited Hindus yelled their approval and began making their way to the stage.

A security guard had them form two roughly evenly numbered lines – one at her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass and one at her head.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar laid down the ground rules,

“You get either a blowjob from the front or, if you are at her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass, you can fuck her once. Then you fuck off back to your seats or go home!”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar removed the vibrator.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb glanced at the lines.

She estimated at least 50 Hindus on each line.

The first Uncut Hindu Cock was shoved in her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān mouth,

“Suck this bitch!” demanded its randy owner.

Another Uncut Hindu Cock slid into her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān asshole.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb knew that most Hindus would fuck her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass.

But hopefully these Hindus wouldn’t take long to cum.

After 15 minutes of furious fucking Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had only reduced the line by 4 Hindus.

Vikram kept shoving a video camera in her face.

He didn’t miss the opportunity for a fuck movie.

Another 60 minutes passed and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was covered in Hindu cum.

Some Hindus liked her to swallow while others wanted to see their Hindu cum splash across her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān face.

Her hair was even soaked in Hindu cum and her eyes stung from the same.

Some Hindus liked to shoot into them.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb lost count of how Many Uncut Hindu Cocks had fucked her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass and extremely beautiful, extremely enticing, persistently inviting, Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.

But Al Fātimah Al Wahāb thought there must have been at least 20.

Some Hindus were real brutal and slapped her so hard on her Wahābī Musalmān ass that Al Fātimah Al Wahāb almost fainted.

Another hour went by and the lines were reduced considerably.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb didn’t even try and count anymore.

The Hindu Cum lay in pools around and under her where it had dripped from her body.

Incredibly, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb still enjoyed being fucked, being a Wahābī Musalmān whore to so Many Hindus.

It drove her on and made her determined to get through both the lines.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb loved it!

“How could I love this?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb thought to herself.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar turned to Vikram and said,

“Vikram, this is going to make a great video, this Wahābī Musalmān bitch takes Uncut Hindu Cock like even no Wahābī Musalmān whore I have ever seen”.

The fucking continued for several more hours until there were only 8 Hindus left.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar told them to stand around Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and jerk off all over her face.

“What a great way to finish the video!” he said to Vikram.

The Hindus blew cum all over her and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sat there looking at the camera.

Then Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled and licked the Hindu cum away with her utmost eager Wahābī Musalmān tongue, also catching globs of it with her fingers and greedily shoving it in her mouth.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his hoods couldn’t believe it!

It was nearly 6.00am and Shankar Mahāpralayankar said,

“Time for you to go home, whore! And clean up. You have another shift tonight.”

To her own amazement Al Fātimah Al Wahāb replied,

“Thank you very much, Shankar Mahāpralayankar! Great, I hope the Hindus are better than some of tonight’s lousy showing.”

Shankar Mahāpralayankar ordered Vikram to wrap a blanker around her so Al Fātimah Al Wahāb didn’t get cum on the seats of the Mercedes.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, the high-class wealthy Wahābī Musalmān woman now a cheap Wahābī Musalmān whore, was driven to within 4 blocks of her luxury Mansion where the car was abruptly stopped.

The sun was rising and the streets were beginning to move with people getting about their daily business.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was ordered out of the car and the blanket was taken from her.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb protested but was told by Shankar Mahāpralayankar in his usual abrupt way to shut up.

Shankar Mahāpralayankar threw her a tiny pair of denim shorts which had had the ass cheeks cut out of them.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb wasn’t given a top but Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was given her house keys.

“Put these shorts on bitch and start walking home!” Shankar Mahāpralayankar ordered.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled on the shorts, which didn’t really cover anything at all.

With her arms wrapped around her Wahābī Musalmān tits Al Fātimah Al Wahāb walked off.

Vikram hung out of the car window video taping her extremely exquisite Wahābī Musalmān ass as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb walked down the street.

People noticed the tatty near naked Wahābī Musalmān whore hurrying along the street in the ritzy suburb.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb thought she was sure to be seen by people she knew.

“That fucking Hindu Shankar Mahāpralayankar!” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said to herself.

At the gateway to her home Al Fātimah Al Wahāb noticed her Mercedes parked in the driveway.

“What the fuck does he want now!” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said out loud to herself.

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb fumbled with her keys and let herself inside.

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, stood there with Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his filthy henchmen.

Her mind screamed,

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

“Sit down, my dear.” said her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb. “You look a frightful mess!”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stammered out some incoherent excuse about Shankar Mahāpralayankar abducting her and raping her.

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, said,

“Relax my dear, I hired Shankar Mahāpralayankar.”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sat in shock.

Had Al Fātimah Al Wahāb heard right?

Her husband, Ålī Al Wahāb, had hired Hindus to abduct her, fuck her, and turn her into a whore?

“Why?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb asked him.

“You see, I know all about your dirty little affairs with countless Hindus behind my back for the past 5 years. Did you think I was stupid? You had to be taught a lesson. Of course now I have no need for such a dirty whore so I have arranged for you to be flown out of the country tonight by my private jet.”

Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked at him quizzically.

“I have sold you as a Wahābī Musalmān fuck-slave to some Hindus in India, my dear. You fetched a pretty penny I might add. An explanation for your ‘disappearance’ has already been cleverly planned. You simply chose to move to Europe to live.”

In 24 hours Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s life had been reduced to a shambles.

Now Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was to serve the rest of her miserable days as a Wahābī Musalmān fuck slave to Hindus!

Her Wahābī Musalmān Cunt started to throb and her juices began to flow.

Chapter 5

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