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 Amanda's Egyptian Ordeal

   Fifteen years old Amanda Fairfax pulled herself out of the pool and
grabbed the towel she'd left on the chair.  Spreading the towel on one of
the sun loungers the young blonde stretched out to dry off and enjoy the
heat of the afternoon sun.  She had no idea she was being watched.

   The man standing in the shadows of the front room of the private villa
smiled as he studied the lithe, tanned figure splayed out face down a few
metres in front of him.  The girl was as good as naked.  She had undone the
tie of her bikini top and the string of her brief bikini thong had ridden
up into the cleft of her buttocks so only the thin white waistband
interrupted the smooth honey gold contours of her body.  Through the
concealing shutters he studied every detail of her firm young body with
growing pleasure.

   Colonel Selim Aziz, head of Security for the Alexandria Military
District, nodded and smiled.  `My friend, Sir Charles was right, very nice
indeed.  I wonder how this one will react?' The girl stirred, fumbling with
the tie of her bikini top and the Major stepped away from the window,
careful that he couldn't be seen.  Soon now, he thought, very soon.

   Half and hour later and muzzy with the heat of the late Egyptian summer
Amanda sat up and stretched.  Her bikini was dry but entirely unsuitable
for walking anywhere in, even within the safety of a gated and patrolled
estate like this one.  She picked up her towel and headed for the changing
cabin where she'd left her clothes.

   She had just undone the ties of her bikini top when behind her the door
lock clicked shut.

   Amanda whirled round her arms clamped across her chest.  The man was
tall, in his fifties and bare-chested, a towel wrapped round his waist like
a sarong.  She was aware of his physique, dark olive skin and black hair.
His eyes glared at her, his face severe but with a look of cruel excitement
as he watched her panic growing.

   `Well, well, Miss Amanda Fairfax I assume...I hope you have enjoyed
using my pool?'

   `Who are you...how do you know my name...please...I was going to...'

   `...Take your bikini off, I know.  Please don't let me stop you.'

   He moved closer, his eyes stripping her naked, enjoying the expression
of fear on her face.

   `Please, please let me get changed...I'll be late...my guardian, Sir
Charles Weston, will be worried.'

   The man laughed.  "Oh I don't think so...he was the one who told me your
name and that you were going to be here this afternoon.  You'll be free to
go as soon as we've finished.'

   `Finished?  She shuddered as he moved even closer.  He stroked her bare
shoulder `Please, what do you mean...finished?'

   `You know what I mean.' He gripped the tie of her bikini top and pulled
gently.  She resisted for a moment, clamping her arms hard into her
breasts, then shivered even more as he pulled the flimsy garment free and
dropped on the floor.  He took her wrists, no pressure but she could feel
the iron strength in his fingers.  `Now let's see you properly.' He moved
her hands away, guiding he arms down until they were by her sides.  She
moaned, her muscles shivering with tension.  `Oh yes,' he smiled, his
fingertips tracing up her flanks to tease the under curve of her breasts,
`you like that, don't you?'

   Amanda shuddered again.  `P-p-p-please d-d-don't.' She could feel her
nipples getting hard despite everything, `Naaaaath!' His thumbs stroked
across the jutting tips, rocking to and from so they jutted up even harder,
their stiffness betraying her unwilling arousal.  `Noooo...p-p-please
stop...please.'

   `These are telling me a different story so I think it's time you
finished taking your bikini off, Amanda.  You just undo these bows at the
side and...' His fingers found the ends of the string ties on each hip and
tugged gently.  Amanda stared down biting her lip as the bows came undone.
Colonel Aziz kept on pulling, tugging the brief white triangle of material
from between the girl's legs until he could throw it on the floor next to
the discarded top.  Instinctively she cupped her hands over her groin.

   No, no that won't do at all...are you obedient, Amanda?  Are you a girl
who does what she's told?'

   W-why?'

   `So I know if you're going to be good or if I need to punish you of
course.'

   `P-please...I won't tell anyone...please stop...I'll be good I
promise...'

   `So now you can show me how good you're being by putting your hands
behind your head.'

   `Oh...oh no...no please.  I tell them what you did...I will!'

   He just laughed.  `And who do you think the will believe...a foolish
young foreign girl,' he paused and grinned at her, `or me, Colonel Selim
Aziz?  I just happen to be Head of Military Security for the Alexandria
District.  So, now do as you've been told ...  and that won't help you
either.'

   The last comment was because tears were trickling down Amanda's cheeks.
Colonel Aziz watched calmly...and allowed himself another small smile of
satisfaction when the girl slowly lifted her arms and clasped her fingers
together behind her head.  He let his gaze travel slowly down her naked
body to the pale triangle that had been covered by her bikini.  He smiled
again at the carefully trimmed strip of blonde fur on her mound.  Charles
had been right on that too, he thought, she was a natural blonde...very
nice to see indeed.  The smile widened as he saw the girl's cunt was
plucked and shaved smooth exposing the plump outer lips and the edge of the
pink inner folds.

   `Nice, very nice, Amanda...or do you prefer Mandy?' The girl bucked and
tried to answer as he traced one finger down the edge of her trimmed bush
and then stroked the parted lips of her cunt very delicately.

   `M-M-Mandy...huh...huh...p-p-pleeeese d-don't...  d-d-d...aaah
PLEEEESE!'

   `Legs apart, Mandy...come on do as you're told like a good girl.'
Colonel Aziz chuckled as the trembling girl edged her feet apart.  `Up
straight...elbows back.' He waited as she obeyed then used his right
forefinger to continue the gentle stroking action along the sensitive rim
of her cunt.  `A little wider,' he said softly and waited for her to
shuffle even wider astride so the tormenting finger could touch and tease
the delicate skin between her vagina and anus before tracing
forwards...caressing her cunt lips over and over again.

   Only two weeks after arriving in Egypt fifteen years old Amanda Fairfax
was standing naked in a small wooden cabin gasping and shivering as a
forty-six year old Egyptian colonel masturbated her carefully and slowly
towards her orgasm.  She panted and gasped as she felt the heat and growing
excitement.  Despite the shame and fear she could feel herself getting
hotter and wetter, the juices seeping into her slit, the inner lips
swelling under the expert stimulation allowing that tormenting finger to
probe and stroke deeper and inside her slit.

   Colonel Aziz's smiled again as he saw and felt the wetness coating his
forefinger.  He concentrated the delicate stroking movement just inside the
rim where the inner lips joined, watching and waiting for the moment when
she felt the first touch on her exposed clitoris.  He chuckled to himself
as the teenager bucked and gasped, her hips thrusting forwards when he
touched the tip of her clit for the first time.

   `Huh...a-a-a- HAAAAH-AAAAH!'

   `Ah, that's the place, isn't it, Mandy.' Now he crouched down to use the
forefinger and thumb of his left hand to splay the lips of her cunt wide
apart so the fleshy hood retracted exposing the pale polished bead of her
clitoris completely.  His moist fingertip circled and teased the tip then
stroked round the stem as the girl's breathing grew fast and ragged, her
muscles quivering as he brought her nearer and nearer the peak of pleasure.
`Ah yes, I think it's polite to let ladies cum first, Mandy...that's right
isn't it.' The finger moved faster, vibrating the girl's clitoris, driving
her to the brink of her climax.

   `You're nearly there, aren't you Mandy...go on...ask me!'

   `H-H-H-Haaaaaah...Yuh-yuh-yuh-YAAAAH...P-P-P-P-Please...PLEEESE!  NAAAH!
I'm...I'm...I'M THEEEEEEERE...yes-yes-YESSSSS!  PLEEESE!'

   The Colonel slid two fingers up into the girl's vagina adding the final
stimulation as he continued to vibrate his right forefinger against her
clitoris.  Amanda wailed and chanted her hips bucking as she rode the
wonderful torment of his fingers.  Her juices coated his fingers and seeped
down her legs as the spasms of her orgasm made her jerk and buck
spastically.

   Colonel Aziz listened to the familiar shrill cries and pleading chants
as the girl started to cum but kept up the relentless, driving stimulation,
his eyes alight with cruel pleasure as he continued to masturbate the
teenager, ignoring her gasps, her jerking spasms and pleas until suddenly
she squealed even more loudly as she was forced to reach a second climax in
minutes.  He only relented when she jerked forwards, clamping her hands on
his fingers to try and pull them away from her groin.

   He laughed at her efforts but finally straightened up, pulled his
fingers free away then tugged the towel loose from his waist.  The head of
his thick, eight-inch penis flicked up against the flat taut muscles of his
lower body as his erection caught the edge of the towel.  He gripped the
girl's shoulders, squeezing the muscles and forced her down onto her knees
in front of him.  `It's time to say thank you, Mandy.' He pinned her in
position with her lips only inches away from the slick smooth helmet of his
cock.  She squeezed he eyes shut, shaking her head in attempted denial. 
His fingers clawed, digging into the big muscles of her shoulders, making
her gasp and whimper with the pain.

   `Girl's who cum so easily are not allowed to say no.' He arched his hips
forward so the tip of his cock touched her closed lips.  `Last chance,
Mandy...or do you want me to hold you down on that bench and spank you till
you see sense?' She whimpered again and he moved his hands, clenching his
fingers in the short, blonde hair, now matted and damp with her sweat.  He
guided her head round, turning her inch by inch until his cock was resting
against her lips.  `Open wide, Mandy...'

   `Please...please don...ooolug...' The rest of it was lost as he arched
his hips and the thick bulb of his cock head slipped between her lips. 
`Huuuh...pleeeg!' He waited, letting her adjust and understand what was
going to happen then slowly pressed forwards so she was forced to try and
take more and more of his penis into her mouth.

   He grunted with pleasure as he felt her inexperienced tongue squirming
and wriggling against rim of his cock.  She grabbed his thighs suddenly,
trying to stay on balance and not to gag as the smooth dome butted against
the back of her throat.  He arched his hips forwards while staring down at
the fifteen year old's lips caressing and sucking his cock.  `Good,
good...that's a good girl,' he said softly, flexing his muscles so the
slippery, wet shaft slid in and out so easily between the soft pink lips.

   Two minutes passed.  There was silence in the little cabin broken only
by the gasp and wet, slobbering noises made by a young girl sucking a man's
long, thick penis.

   Suddenly impatient Colonel Aziz pulled free and dragged Amanda to her
feet.  `Time to fuck you properly.' Ignoring her half-heated protests he
twisted her slim body round and pushed her shoulders down.  `Bend, bend
right down...press your cheek against the bench...no, no keep your legs
straight.' He forced her down until her head was sideways, her right cheek
hard against the top of the low wooden bench.  She had to grip the edges to
stop herself sliding forwards.

   With her legs straight the cleft of her bottom was spread open, her anus
and the wet, slippery fold of her cunt exposed and unprotected.  `No,
no...please...no don't please!' She whimpered as she felt the head of his
cock nuzzling between her bottom cheeks.

   `Noooo, please...Ahh...HAAAH...NAAAAH...PLEEEEZE!'

   She bucked again, wailing in defeat as the bulbous helmet stretched her
wider and wider.  The sliding friction of his penis against the already
sensitive folds of her swollen cunt was enough to make her twist and squirm
madly as she tried to avoid the inevitable.  He kicked her ankles, making
her straddle her feet wider apart then leaned over, controlling her with
his weight and strength while using his right hand to guide the slick
helmet against the opening of her vagina.  His left hand pressed down hard
between her shoulder blades pinning her face against the warm polished
wood.

   `Oh God!  Ohhh God!  No...NO...P-P-Ple...Huh...HUH!  HAAAAAARGH!

   Colonel Selim Aziz sighed with pleasure as he eased his penis into the
warm wet sheath of her body.  He knew from talking to Sir Charles about her
adventures that she wasn't a virgin, but she was tight, wonderfully tight,
her cunt squeezing his cock like a hot, slippery vice.  He eased back, just
a little and gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the tanned flesh.
He thrust forwards sliding the full length of his eight-inch cock deep
inside so she gasped and lifted onto her toes as she felt the thick shaft
impaling her.

   He waited, enjoying noises she was making and her rapid, panting gasps
as she tried to adjust to the heat and fullness of the cock that was buried
in her body.  She was trembling because she knew exactly what he was going
to do to her next.

   He eased his hips back letting his penis slide out until just the
bulbous head was stretching the opening of her vagina.  `That's a good
girl, Mandy...oh yes...yes...so tight.' Then thrust forwards, hard, and she
gasped and cried as the thick shaft impaled her once more.  This time he
leaned into her, pressing against her buttocks so she could feel the harsh,
wiry curls at his groin scraping and scratching against the rim of her cunt
lips.  `Hold the bench, Mandy...hold it tight,' he warned as he started to
fuck her slowly and deliberately, taking his time to enjoy the pleasure her
body was giving him by just rocking his hips enough to slid his penis deep
inside her with every stroke.  Within five minutes Amanda knew that he was
going to make her cum again as she felt the sensations building and
building despite her soreness and fatigue.  She pleaded but it was
useless...and besides she realised that she didn't want him to stop...not
now...not before she reached the peak again.

   `Oh no...no please...oh...Ooooh...oh God!  Nuh-nuh-NUUUH!  Oh please I
don't want to...please...N-n-n-n-NAH...NAAAAAH!  P-P-P-PLEEEEZ!'

   He grinned fiercely, knowing he'd won as the girl began to chant and
move in rhythm with the slow tormenting fucking she was getting.  He
clenched his teeth, trying to ignore the wonderful hot pleasure of her
young, tight cunt muscles squeezing and gripping his cock.  He speeded up,
increasing the tempo so as to bring her to a third orgasm before the
stimulation became too much and she forced him cum too.

   `HUH...HUH...HUUUH...OH GOD!  OH GOD!  P-PLEEEZE...G-G-G-GO
ON...PLEEZE!'

   He grimaced, fighting to control his own desire, as he heard the girl's
cries turn into the familiar chanting hoots signalling that she was nearly
cumming again.  He increased the tempo, driving into her with hard, rapid
strokes that jerked her forwards each time.  Her knuckles showed white as
she gripped the polished rim of the bench trying to hold her body in
position.  She was responding too, pushing back as best she could to meet
each stroke, her breath coming in hard, fierce gasps as she felt the
pleasure building and building inside.  Finally she arched, lifting her
head, her back hollowed as she hooted and cried as the spasms of her third
orgasm in less than half an hour made her buck and shudder as she rode the
thick, hot cock that was filling her.

   `OH YES!  OH YESSSS!  FUCK!  FUCK!  Y-Y-Y-YESSSS!  I'M THERE...I'M
THERE! HUH-HUH...TH-TH-THERE!  YESSSS!'

   The sudden, spastic clenching of her internal muscles was just too much
for the Colonel.  He arched back too, shouting at the ceiling in Egyptian
as he felt his cock jerking and spurting deep inside the girl's body.  He
rammed forward twice, hard and brutal thrusts that lifted her feet off the
ground and made her squeal with a mixture of pain and pleasure.  He too
jerked and gasped, his breath heaving as he felt those tight young muscles
milking his penis of the last few spurts of semen.

   Then there was silence for a moment or two.

   Then, taking a long deep breath Colonel Aziz managed to bring himself
under control.  He pulled free of her body and picked up the towel to wipe
the sweat from his face and torso.  Amanda Fairfax slumped forwards onto
the polished wooden top, her body slick and gleaming with perspiration, her
chest heaving as she tried to get enough air into her lungs.

   By the time she had recovered enough to sit up Colonel Aziz had wrapped
the towel round his waist like a sarong once more.  He walked over to one
of the wall cupboards and took out a cigarette and lighter.  Blowing a thin
stream of smoke towards the ceiling he looked down on the panting trembling
girl and allowed himself a thin smile of satisfaction.

   `Thank you, my dear...most enjoyable.'

   `You bastard...you raped me...you could get into real trouble for
this...just you wait till I tell them what you did to me.'

   Colonel Aziz roared with laughter.  `You!  Tell, who are you going to
tell, young Mandy?  Not my friend Charles...  As I told you earlier...who's
going to believe a fifteen year old English girl.' He smiled and leaned
forwards and whispered, `Well, a girl who tells everyone she's
sixteen...but I know is really only just fifteen.' He watched the shock on
her face as he casually let slip how much he knew about her.

   He nodded, `and is a girl who has no close family; who's only in Egypt
through the charity of her guardian, and he doesn't really give a damn what
the girl does as long as he isn't involved.  Oh no, Miss Amanda
Fairfax...your position isn't very strong and besides, you enjoyed it as
much as I did...or were you just faking those orgasms?'

   He watched as the realisation of her predicament slowly dawned on
Amanda. He felt his cock stirring as he looked down at the naked blonde
figure, her tanned skin slick with sweat, her face and shoulders still
flushed from cumming so hard for a third time.  He took another long pull
from his cigarette.  Now was not the time, he thought, there were too many
complications.  But some time, he thought, he would have arrange for Miss
Amanda Fairfax to be taken to another house, more private and secluded...a
place where a young girl's screams of agony would not be heard.

   Amanda got back to her guardian's apartment to find him waiting for her.
They didn't get on but this evening he was suspiciously nice.  `Selim Aziz
phoned my dear...very good of him...apologised for delaying you...said he
enjoyed the chance to get to know you.  Told me he's busy with things but
you're very welcome to use the pool whenever you want.' He patted her on
the shoulder and she shivered as his plump fingers stroked her skin.  She
managed not to throw up as she heard her rape and humiliation at the
Colonel's hands being described as `getting to know you'.  The rest of the
evening was a bit of a blur but eventually she was able to excuse herself
by pleading a headache from being out in the sun too long.

   That night Amanda's dreams were filled with images and flashbacks of
what had happened in the pool cabin.  Feelings of anger and fear were
replaced with hot, squirming excitement, her fingers sliding between her
thighs as she fantasised about being held down and fucked by olive skin men
with cruel eyes and thick, hard cocks.  Two then three fingers stretched
her vagina open as she bucked and whimpered under her phantom attackers
while one finger of her other hand rubbed and vibrated her clitoris until
yet another orgasm left her sweating and breathless in a tangle of sheets
before sleep finally overtook her.
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