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Harem

Part 3

Peter had only been alone in the bedchamber for 10 minutes when Mehmet entered the room, wrapped in a luxurious silk robe.  He sat in an armchair beside the bed and put his feet up on the bed, rubbing his large toes around on Peters face, which was covered in drool from having his mouth and throat stuffed by the long black rubber dildo.  As the master relaxed and played with his new slave Ahmet came in to the room carrying a nargileh, a water pipe, and placed it beside his employer.  “That will be all”  Mehmet said to his manservant.  Ahmet turned and left, disappointed that he would not be able to watch the evenings festivities, but buoyed by the fact that he would soon enough get another opportunity to place with the skinny white infidel.


Mehmet puffed away at his pipe, getting more high and more aroused by the minute.  The smell of the smoke was thick in the room, and Peter got the feeling that his master was simply preparing himself for what was to come.  Once satisfied, Mehmet moved his pipe off to the side, took off his robe, and strode over toward his tethered prey.  He was self confident and decadent, and cared not at all about the opinions of others.  He rubbed his bulging belly and belched as he grabbed the chain attached to Peters balls.  “Get ready to service your lord and master bitch” Mehmet announced as he yanked on the chain applying a vicious stretch to the slavetoys sack.  If Peter could have cried out or even moaned he would have but the rubber invader occupying his throat prevented even the most basic of sounds.  Instead a tear rolled down his cheek which made Mehmet smile from ear to ear.  He leaned in and whispered in Peters ear…”youre going to do more than cry for me tonight my girl.”  Once again Peter was perplexed by the referral to him in the feminine.  Little did he know that before Mehmet was through with him he would be little more than a harem girl in the finest tradition of Muslim overlords of ancient times.  A slave, a concubine, a living breathing sextoy to be used, modified, abused, degraded, and plied for her masters pure pleasure.  Unfortunately for Peter his master was a sadist of the highest order.


“Perhaps we will start with that warm wet mouth of yours my dear” Mehmet suggested.  “Would you like me to remove your gag?” he asked.  Peter nodded his head vigorously as Mehmet rubbed his stubby thumb in the drool collected around Peters tightly stretched lips.  Mehmet took hold of the ring embedded in Peters penis gag, and began to pull.  As the dildo began to back out of the slaves mouth the bulbous rubber end that was seated behind Peters teeth started to stretch his mouth even wider.  Peters lips turned completely white as the blood was squelched out of them from the extreme tension.  The skin at the corners of his mouth began to tear ever so slightly as the end of the dildo popped free with a slurp.  Peters relief was almost immediate as he thought the entire length of the diabolical throat stretcher would soon be removed.  He was wrong of course, as Mehmet decided to take this opportunity to play with his new toy.  He slowly withdrew the shaft of the dildo from Peters throat, amazed that this thick column of rubber had been able to fit in such a tight space.  Mehmet was mesmerized, looking at the lump in Peters throat slowly recede.  The surface of the dildo was coated in thick phlegm from Peters throat, making it easier for Mehmet to slide the invader back in to rest deeply in his bitchs throat.  “How about we fuck your throat with this before we fuck it with your Masters cock my little whore?”  Mehmet asked.  Peter began to cry uncontrollably from the pain as his master repeatedly pulled eight inches of the dildos length out, only to ram it back home with brutal thrusts.  Peters throat began to gurgle and spasm, coughing up copious amounts of gelatinous saliva.  Mehemt wanted to work up a good lather in his cuntwhores throat before plumbing it with his huge Arab cock.


As Mehmet completely removed the dildo from Peters mouth the slaves head slung forward, coughing and spluttering while trying to gulp in large amounts of air.  Even this mild amount of suffering had hardened Mehmets cock into a steel rod, which he quickly inserted into his slaves mouth pussy in one long stroke.  Peters reprieve had been brief, as he once again found his throat invaded and stretched this time around the pulsing thick member of his Master.  Mehmet groaned in satisfaction as he felt his pubic bush grind into his slaves nose.  Peter was now completely impaled on the Arabs meat, and the big Turk began to slowly fuck in and out of his new toy.  How quickly this slave had been trained to deep throat a cock and Mehmet made a mental note that more work would need to be done in the future to eradicate the bitchs gag reflex.  He wanted a totally receptive fuck hole built right in to his concubines face…and that is exactly what he would get.


After ten minutes of long dicking Peters throat, Mehmet withdrew his member and forced Peter face down on the bed.  It was time to pay some attention to the other orifice that had been stuffed and prepared for his use.  With Peter on his knees, doubled over on the bed, his round ass was poking straight up and fully available for Mehmet to plunder.  He used a sharp blade to cut away the tight rubber shorts, and almost immediately the end of the two foot schlong that was buried up Peters pussy came in to view.  Mehmet groaned with anticipation and delight as the asslips around Peters cunt began to work rhythmically to expel the intruder.  Mehmet merely watched as Peter strained to push six inches of the extralong dildo out of his ass.  “Oooh not so fast.  Tsk tsk” Mehmet chided as he placed his palm on the end of the dildo and shoved it straight back into the tunnel from which it had come.  He enjoyed watching Peters sphincter close over the end of the dildo, making it totally disappear from view as it once again filled the slaves bowels to capacity.  Almost immediately it began to re-emerge, coated in the thick greasy lube that Ahmet had pumped into the slave using the huge hypodermic apparatus.  This time Mehmet allowed a full foot of the dildo to emerge before grabbing hold of it with both of his meaty hands to prevent it from moving any further.  “I think we need to open your pussy up a little wider as well as nice and deeply my dear”  Mehmet cooed as he wrenched the rubber dong from side to side stretching the walls of Peters rectum and manipulating the already dilated sphincter.  Peter grunted with each yank and shove, feeling like his Master had a hold of him by some deep seated internal leash making it impossible for his to get away.  A maniacal grin overtook Mehmets face as he scoured and shoved with the thick rubber dildo, punishing his bitchs pussy and tenderizing it for first his cock, and then his fist and arm.  Before the night was through, his bitchboy would feel the stretch of his Masters entire forearm embedded inside of him. 


After some lengthy and rough fucking with the brutal sex toy, Mehmet removed all two feet of it from Peters gut.  Peter felt completely empty he had almost gotten used to the sensation of being fully and completely plugged along the entire length of his innards.  Mehmet repositioned Peters upturned ass on the bed in front of him, and leaned in to once again whisper in his slaves ear.  “Do you want me to fuck you bitch”  Mehmet asked?  Peter merely babbled in response, slipping in to an almost trance like state while his body became an amusement for this portly Turkish master.  “Ask me to fuck you my dear.  Let me hear you ask me to put my thick cock deep inside your cunt.”   “I dont have a cunt I am a man” Peter exclaimed in one final burst of defiance.  “That is where you are wrong my dear you will be whatever I want you to be, and before I am done with you you will be a compliant, accommodating, attentive and willing little bitch for my pleasure.  I am going to turn you into a proper slave girl, and train you to pleasure your man in any way he requires.  Your days as a man are over you are going to spend the rest of your life with no other purpose but to service my sexual desires and believe me I have many.  Your body is going to be trained to do things you never thought possible.  You are going to experience extreme pain my dear more exquisite pain than you thought existed.  And know this I will relish every moment of pain and humiliation that I inflict upon you.


With that Mehmet plunged his tool into Peters pussy to the hilt causing the slave to wail in pain.  Mehmet shoved Peter flat on the bed, and buried his cock in the warm lubricated hole as he straddled the slaves lily-white ass.  Then, by shoving his hips back and forth rapidly he set up a relentless rhythm allowing him to brutally fuck his sextoys ass without even laying his hands upon the prostrated body in front of him.  Mehmet began to grunt and sweat as he worked his bitchs hole into a frenzy.  Peter sounded like a stuck pig as the air was repeatedly forced from his lungs by the strength of his masters thrusts.  As he neared climax Mehmet reached down and grabbed the hair on the back of Peters head and yanked backwards.  Peters head and neck were thrust up and back, making him wail in pain.  The more he wailed the closer the big Turk got to hosing down the bitchs insides with hot Arab cum.  With one final yank and an ear-shattering scream from Peters wide open mouth Mehmet shoved his cock deep into Peters cunt and blasted six shots of thick ropey jism into his personal pussyhole.  As the sexual tension in his muscles eased, Mehmet shoved peter back down on to the bed, both master and slave being completely spent.  Mehmet sat straddling Peters fully packed ass, relaxing as his tumescent shaft slowly deflated.  Rivulets of sweat poured off of his large belly onto the back of his prostrated slave.  Mehmet grunted his satisfaction and gave another couple of thrusts before pulling free from the grip of his slaves asslips.  As he climbed off of Peters back he moved around to the sluts head and instructed that his cock be cleansed by Peters pussymouth.  Almost like a robot, Peter opened his mouth and sucked in the slimy rubbery cock that was coated in cum, and the thick lubricating substance t hat had been used to grease his insides.  Mehmet made a point of also shoving his pendulous but now empty balls into Peters stretched out mouth for a thorough cleaning.  Once fully serviced, he set about preparing for the next phase of his cuntslaves training.  He opened the bedside table drawer and removed a thick, elbow length industrial black rubber glove.  Mehmets hands were already large and meaty, but once he had stretched this thick rubber covering over all of his fingers they looked like five thick black cigars.  The industrial latex glove loosely covered Mehmets sizeable forearm, and the big Turk stared intently at his rubber-covered hand as he repeatedly flexed and relaxed his fingers into a fist the size of a small melon.  “You see this beautiful fist?”  he said to Peter as he flexed in front of the slaves face.  “Give it a nice sloppy wet kiss before I shove it up your cunt my dirty little whore”  Mehmet demanded.  Peter placed his lips against Mehmets enormous fist and could immediately taste the pungent black rubber.  “I just love the look, feel, and smell of tight black rubber” Mehmet announced.  “Perhaps I will have some special outfits made for you my dear.  Tight restrictive rubber outfits that you can model for me in the heat of the Turkish sun.  Sweating and suffering for my delight as my complete slave.”


With that Mehmet moved around to Peters recently vacated pussy, and placed one thick black fingertip to the winking spasming sphincter of his slaves cunthole.  This was going to take some time, but he was going to enjoy feeding his entire arm up into the guts of his new toy. 


With a gentle push Mehmet inserted his index finger into Peters anus and swirled it around, feeling the spongy walls of his bitchs pussyhole.  This was soon joined by his middle finger, and so far the intrusion was barely noticeable to Peter who had just had his back passage reamed by his masters thick cock.  The lube that Ahmet had used to prepare him for Mehmets pleasure was still coating his insides, and now was clinging also to the sadists thick rubber-covered fingers making them gleam in the light of the bedchamber.  Within minutes the big Turkish Master had all four of his fingers buried in Peters hole, twisting them around and roughly stretching the already abused sphincter that Mehmet fully intended on turning into a stretched out cumhole.  As Mehmet repeatedly shoved his four fat fingers in and out of Peters snatch the friction of the hot black rubber against the taut ring of muscle started to make a squeaking sound that was music to the masters ears. Then, with his fingers buried inside of his slave, Mehemt began to rub the tip of his thumb against Peters distended ring.  As he began to shove his thumb in to join the four rubbered digits already invading the slaves rectum Peters body began to tense and quiver.  His head shook back and forth in a silent protest of what was about to happen.  The length of Mehmets thumb disappeared inside of Peters pussy, and now the huge hand was wedged in as far as the knuckles.  Mehmet began to sweat and grunt with the effort, and twisted his hand back and forth, screwing it into his sextoys ass.  Peters ass-ring was stretched to the limit, and was completely blanched as all of the blood had been forced out of it.  Just as it was on the verge of tearing the widest part of Mehmets hand slipped silently into the depths of Peters cunt.  Giving his slave only a moment to relax, Mehmet began to with draw his hand just to the point that the widest and most punishing stretch was inflicted on the slaves hole.  Peter was blubbering and babbling incoherently now, delirious with pain and humiliation.  With each shove inward more of Mehmets thick rubber glove disappeared into the cavernous space within that was being created by this human battering ram.  The Master flexed and relaxed his huge hand inside of Peters bowels, twisting and shoving, grunting and snorting as he inched his way toward being elbow deep in Peters pussy.  Mehmet could fell the grip of Peters sphincter around his upper forearm like a tourniquet and was determined not to relent until the slaves intestines felt like no more than a warm sleeve around his hairy arm.  Once fully buried, Mehmet began the process of punch fucking the abused businessman, yanking his ham hock fist all the way out of his sextoys cunthole, and then shoving it back in with the force of a bludgeon.  After several minutes of this degree of abuse Peters pussylips began to engorge and swell.  This was exactly what Mehmet wanted puffy distended pussylips that he could lengthen and stretch.  With his ungloved hand he reached down and pinched and tweeked the extruded lips of Peters ass.  He made a mental note that he would have to have Ahmet wrap a leather thong around the stretched out lips to strap them to the shaft of a nice thick dildo after he was done enjoying Peters body.  He wanted to make these wonderfully sensitive puffy asslips a regular site of abuse and torture for the slave. 


Beginning to tire, Mehmet withdrew his hand from Peters rectum, removed his thick black rubber glove, and shoved it inside of the slaves ass.  This was easy to do as the ruined sphincter was unable to completely close and seal off the slaves insides from the outside world.  Mehmet grabbed his robe, and headed towards his beloved baths to relax and enjoy the afterglow of his first real session of using his new toy.  On his way, he stopped to give Ahmet his next set of instructions.  “Get the glove out of her pussy, but find something else to keep it opened up for me, and work those asslips in to as large and painful a state as you can.  I also want you to work on the pee hole in her clit.  It is far too small and I want o be able to stick my finger into her clit hole by the end of my next session with the bitch.  I think we should plan to be back in Ankara by the beginning of next week, so measure her up for her special burka to wear during our travels.  Understood?”


“I understand completely Sir”  Ahmet replied, grinning as he now relished his next turn at using and abusing the bitch.  


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