Lost in Arabia: Appeasing Merva

"Come, lay down on your back."

Lana started to get up.

"No! You crawl!"

Where had the soft, sensuous Merva gone? Lana wondered as she crawled over to the sheet. It was a rubber sheet. Like one of the ones you'd put on a baby's bed, except bigger. Lana puzzled over it, but couldn't figure out why Merva would want her to lay on one of those. She lay on her back anyway, waiting to follow Merva's lead. Her eyes caught Merva's and she hurriedly snapped them shut, fearing another reprisal.

Merva chuckled.

Lana heard rustling, then felt the warmth of a presence near her, just a second before cold metal bit into her nipple. Her eyes flew open and she looked down. Merva was fastening the second clamp to her other nipple. These ones looked different than the ones Khalid had used, and after a moment she found out why.

They looked very intimidating, like cigar clippers. Apparently, that was because they were designed to work like them.

Merva yanked the chain that joined them, and the clamps bit down on Lana's nipples, the blunted edges squeezing, rather than cutting, until she cried out in pain. She saw Merva's smile of satisfaction in her peripheral vision.

The next item Merva fetched was a vibrator that looked like it was from outer space. It had pearls inside it and some weird attachment that vaguely resembled the scope of a sniper rifle. Lana's face got hot with embarrassment and arousal when Merva spread her lips and dipped a finger inside her.

"Very wet," she murmured, rubbing the pad of her finger against the roof of Lana's pussy. She removed her finger and, before Lana's pussy could even clench in protest, shoved in the futuristic vibe.

An elastic harness with button snaps appeared and was soon fastened around Lana's thighs, holding the vibrator inside her. Merva turned its black handle and Lana's body jolted.

The vibrator's attachment was pressed right up against her clit, and it rotated around, brushing against her swollen nub. Her cunt was filled to capacity with the rubbery vibrator, and she discovered what the pearls were for as they rubbed against her sensitised, quivering pussy walls.

She tried to push the vibrator out, but the elastic harness just pulled it back in the second she stopped pushing. The feeling of it sliding back in caused her hips to buck up.

"Does that feel good?" Merva whispered.

Lana wanted to shake her head, but they were beyond lies. She opted for simply not answering instead.

Merva gripped the end of the vibrator and rammed it in. The vibrating clit attachment smashed into her clit, and her cunt felt like it would rip open. "I asked you a question, bitch! Does it feel good?"

Lana chewed her lip, wondering why she was hesitating over such a small thing. "Yes," she finally admitted.

Merva's lips curled. "You don't like admitting that, do you?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I don't know," Lana said truthfully, trying to maintain her focus with Merva lazily thrusting the vibrator in and out. The clit stimulator gently bumped up against her clit with each push.

"Is it because you don't like me?"

"I don't know." Merva jammed the vibrator in again, banging into her clit and cervix. "Partly!"

"And the other part?" Merva asked silkily.

"I'm not a lesbian!" Lana shouted. The thrusting stopped abruptly, and Lana blinked. She'd completely forgotten how great of an issue that had been for her. Funny. It seemed so much less important now.

She'd eaten minge. She had a woman fucking her with a vibrator. Some part of her enjoyed both. Whether it made her a lesbian or not, it was done.

"Neither am I, but I guarantee you, you can never go back from this. As exciting as men like Prince Khalid are, there is something incomparable about being with a woman." She traced her fingertips along the curve of Lana's breast. "The beauty of a woman's body, the intimate knowledge she has of what feels perfect, the softness...some part of you will need a woman again."

Lana, the moderately conservative Lana of the past, untouched by Khalid and his debauchery, wanted to deny it, but the new Lana, the Lana who'd been forced to face stark reality knew it was true. She could picture herself back in England, clutching a pillow between her legs at night while trying to push away unwanted fantasies of soft female bodies.

The vibrator's thrusting began again, teasing; enough to arouse but not enough to satisfy. Lana's hips rose involuntarily, greedily trying to get more.

"You don't get to come until I tell you to," Merva warned.

Without further ado, she turned so that she was facing Lana's toes, then swung her leg over Lana's head so she was sitting astride her face. When Lana immediately moved to give her pleasure, undoubtedly hoping to get some in return, she yanked on the chain linking the nipple clamps. Her pussy spasmed at her subjugate's yelp of pain.

"You wait for instructions," she admonished, hauling on the chain. "I tell you what to do. You don't just do whatever you feel like."

"Sorry!" Lana said on a gasp as Merva thrust the vibrator in.

Beneath Merva's straddling thighs, Lana was losing her mind. The aroma of drenched pussy was strong in her nostrils, the vibrator had her stuffed and was teasing both her clit and her g-spot, even the nipple clamps were starting to feel gratifying. She was on sensory overload.

Merva's fattened clit brushed over her nose and lips before rubbing back and forth, teasing her, taunting her for an eternity. Her hand slid down Lana's stomach, which sucked in automatically on a hopeful breath. But she simply spanked her mound and chuckled huskily at her.

"Do you want to eat my pussy again?"

Lana nodded fervently, "Yes!"

"Ask me nicely."

"Can I lick you again?" Lana gasped pleadingly as Merva toyed with her breasts.

"Not nice enough. I think I want you to beg me now." She paused, pretending to mull it over. "Yes, you'll have to beg me."

Without hesitation, Lana started pleading, "Please let me eat you again. I'll make it even better than last time." She gasped as Merva gave another tug on her nipple clamps. "Please!"

"Alright. Eat." Merva tilted so that her hole was directly over Lana's mouth.

Lana dove in, running her tongue back and forth and all around Merva's cunt. Merva's juices poured onto her tongue now, and she went straight to the source, shoveling her tongue inside her and lapping up juice by the tongueful. Merva's lips were swollen to the point of hardness, and they clasped tightly around Lana's tongue as she thrust in to the spasming channel.

The whole while, Merva pushed the vibrator slowly in and out, uncaring of Lana's frustration.

With the possibility in mind that Merva just wanted to come first before she'd let her, Lana felt for the walnut-like surface of Merva's g-spot, then began dragging her tongue along it. She went faster and faster, and Merva's hips were soon gyrating over her face, her moans increasing in volume. Her voice broke on a moan and her pussy clamped down on Lana's tongue as she came, shuddering with the intensity of it.

The after-shudders stopped, and Merva lifted slightly off her face.

"Do you want to come now?"

"Yes!"

" Yes, what?"

"Yes, please! Please!" Lana sobbed mindlessly.

"Are you ready for whatever I give you, as long as you get to come?"

Lana wailed her assent.

Fluid started trickling over her lips, bitter-tasting and hot. What started as a drip soon turned into a flood, but Lana was too lost in the increasing pace of the thrusting vibrator to care, even when she realised it was urine. The back of her mind registered her disgust, but the rest was too preoccupied with hurtling toward her orgasm.

"Open your mouth!"

When Lana hesitated, the rythm of the vibrator immediately faltered. She hurriedly complied.

"Come!" Merva shouted.

A torrent of fluid rained into her mouth just as she came, swallowing and gasping and nearly crying from the force of it.

Merva slowly turned off the vibrator and undid the straps. She released Lana's nipples from the clamps and watched the blood flood them again.

Lana sat up, her chin, neck and chest wet with urine, eyes wide and legs shaking, and Merva saw what Khalid had been talking about. Sadness washed over her. She kissed Lana on the forehead, wordlessly giving her blessing.

She then turned to Khalid with acceptance weighing on her.

"One last time?" she asked.

"Most definitely," he murmured, hot eyes raking over her.

He was in front of her instantly, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. She kissed him, clinging lips-to-lips and trying to savour her goodbye. She slid down and let her swollen folds wrap around him, sliding along his length teasingly.

He lifted aside the sheer draping of her bed and tossed her down roughly. When he came down, hard and ready after watching her length performance with Lana, she scooted away, taunting him. He simply grabbed her by the ankle and hauled her back, thrusting into her before she had a chance to resist.

Her breasts heaved against the corset, jiggling back and forth as Khalid fucked her. He reached up and hauled down her corset, managing to dislodge it enough to free her breasts. He leaned down to taste them, sucking and biting them roughly, showing just how aroused he was.

Although she'd just come twice, she came again. When Khalid tossed her legs up over his shoulders a few minutes later, turning his head to bite her ankle, she came a fourth time. Finally, he allowed himself to cum.

His fingers bit into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, and - while she was still riding the high of her orgasm - he erupted inside her. An animalistic growl tore from his throat and he pounded into her until she'd milked him for every last drop.

***

In the car, Lana struggled with her feelings about everything that had occurred back at Merva's house.

She'd had a lesbian encounter, she'd been urinated on, but most disturbing of all was her reaction to Khalid fucking Merva. She'd felt...perturbed by it. Somehow, she'd been jealous of both of them at the same time. She'd been upset to see Merva crying out for someone else so soon after she'd just been moaning her head off for her, and she'd been even more upset to watch Khalid slamming into Merva with as much enthusiasm as he'd had with her in any of their encounters.

It was too confusing. She hated them, and yet she'd come for both of them. She'd been forced into all this, and yet when it was happening she'd start to do things of her own free will.

She stared out the window, lost in thought.

"Are you okay, habibi?" Khalid asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

She nodded, continuing to stare aimlessly out the window.

A strong arm wrapped around her, tugging her over to him. She tensed, waiting for him to force more of his unique brand of pleasurable pain and humiliation on her, but he simply tucked her head into the crook of his shoulder and held her.

His hand stroked up and down her back soothingly until she fell asleep. Nothing resolved, only more barriers broken down.