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G.I. Joe: Scarlett And Sheik Abdul Fakahni
Chapter 1: Scarlett visits Carbonia
By: Night Creeper
Disclaimer: All of the well known characters in this story were created and owned by Hasbro. They may be also owned in part by Marval and/or Image comics. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by Hasbro, they are still owned by Hasbro. Any resemblance to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS should read, then go away!
Notes from the author: I would like to take the time to thank Night Shade for his input in this story after he read Cobra's Venture in Trade. Basically, he supplied an outline and ideas for this story, and I just expanded on it and wrote the scenes accordingly, which made things rather easy. I would also like to thank (in no particular order) Hiei, Ted Hsu, Boon, Arthur Edwards, Green Body, Bob Cashman, Hugo Strange, J.K., Bastard, 4-armed Samurai, and the countless others who have sent feedback over the years. Now, unlike my other stories, there was no editor for this one, so if things seem amiss, just remember that there was no editor. But I do hope that things still make sense.
Feel free to e-mail me at with comments, criticisms, ideas, etc. Thanks and happy reading.
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G.I. Joe: Scarlett And Sheik Abdul Fakahni
Chapter 1: Scarlett visits Carbonia
By: Night Creeper
"What is that?" a man asked as he sat in the darkness and watched the International News Broadcast Channel, which had a total of fifty channels altogether, playing in different countries, but for one rich man, he had them all on his set. However, his servant, also hidden in the darkness was channel surfing.
"I'm not sure, your excellency. Let me switch the channel back," he quickly replied as television set blinked on and off while the man tried to find the original channel.
"I will kill you if you cannot find the channel!"
"I'm sorry, your majesty! A thousand pardons, but I will find the channel."
"STOP!" the man shouted as the channel was reporting news from New York. Currently there was a redhead, who was wearing a grey shirt with an beige vest and a waistpiece. She also had on beige boots and gloves with throwing stars as well as a ponytail. He continued to watch for several minutes. "So her name is Scarlett and she's part of the G.I. Joe team. Find out where she lives, I want her."
"Your majesty, she's a military soldier. She's part of the United States . . ."
"Spare me. I have added models, actresses, and musicians, who other men would kill just to speak to. However, they all live with me now. She will be no different."
"Listen to the way she talks about breaking up the slavery ring, your majesty. She speaks of American values, independence, and suffrage. She has a lot of fire. She won't be like the rest."
"That's why I must have her. My other wives submitted too easily. This one needs to be broken and trained. She needs to be conditioned. Just because she speaks so high and mighty doesn't mean she will be once I am done with her. Think of how she will look and feel when I take her from behind while she grunts in pure ecstasy. It will be so sweet to break an American military woman, especially one as renowned as the G.I. Joe task force."
"But how?"
"This won't be easy, but I think I can pull it off."
"How, your majesty?"
"America needs oil. We can supply the oil."
"But . . ."
"It will work and she will be mine."
"But . . ."
"Just wait and see. I will have her and she will live the rest of her life by my side as my queen."

*****

Two Weeks Later
Scarlett wasn't very optimistic about her stay in Sheik Abdul Fakahni's homeland, Carbonia. She had been touring his land as a special U.S. envoy for a week already. The G.I. Joe operative already knew that the man was a total male chauvinist. She thought it was disgusting that he had so many wives in his palaces and some of the outfits that they were forced to wear. Although she did not approve, the policymakers in Washington, didn't care about what Sheik Abdul Fakahni did with his sovereignty. Instead, they were more concerned with the entire region. Many policymakers viewed Sheik Abdul Fakahni as the balancing power in the Middle East region since he was a moderate and he possessed enough oil fields to outproduce all of his neighbors combined, they desperately wanted his cooperation. Sheik Abdul Fakahni was very specific that he would only allow females to be sent to his land since men may try to take advantage of his many wives. He also personally requested Scarlett to be the special envoy. Thus, to gain his support, the policymakers forced the G.I. Joe high command to send Scarlett to Sheik Abdul Fakahni's homeland for at least two months.
Sheik Abdul Fakahni was about average height and a decent build, but most of his muscles were hidden by the Royal outfit that he wore. He didn't have very much facial hair, but Scarlett wasn't sure if he shaved regularly or if he just didn't have any. However, the man did possess a rather regal and powerful voice. Every time he spoke, his men would stop in their tracks and listen. Sheik Abdul Fakahni knew how to work the room, but he made a major mistake with Scarlett. He had asked the woman to stay with him as his latest wife. Scarlett respectfully declined even though she was seething mad with such an outlandish request, but ever since the incident, she wanted to leave the place. However, there was just one problem, the communication system of hers was constantly breaking down, preventing her from getting in contact with her friends or superiors. Thus she was stuck. Other little things that troubled her was that her clothing seemed to be disappearing and she had no idea how it was happening.
"How are you tonight?" a female voice inquired, waking Scarlett from her thoughts.
"I'm fine," Scarlett answered as she returned to reality. The redhead glanced over at the blonde woman, who was one of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's many wives. Scarlett knew that the woman was an American, but the woman refused to share her name with her, which was somewhat of a problem for Scarlett since she wasn't quite sure how to address her. However, she always felt that the woman didn't really care about her name, just as long as she was married to Sheik Abdul Fakahni.
"You know, you do have a great body. Have you considered my husband's proposal yet?" the woman asked as she stood on top of a circle carved into the marble floor. Suddenly, warm water cascaded down her naked body as she waited for Scarlett's answer.
Scarlett blinked her eyes a few times. She couldn't believe that the woman was okay with her husband's proposal. "Are you telling me that you are okay with his proposal?" the redhead asked reluctantly.
"Of course. He's my husband and I want to see him happy. If marrying you and making you his honored wife ahead of all of us, makes him happy then I am all for it. Besides, I've seen you in this shower many times. I'm sure that he both captivated with your body as well as your mind," the woman said.
Scarlett blushed a little as she glanced around the large shower room, which resembled a Roman bathhouse with marble floor and numerous circles. The operative was highly reluctant to take showers in this place, but it was the only available to the women in the palace. Most of the time, she was alone, but there were times that she actually bumped into a few of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives. Every time, it was almost always the same conversation. Each wife wanted to know if Scarlett was going to marry Sheik Abdul Fakahni and all of them had no problems or qualms of having Scarlett jumping to the head of the line. What struck her as really odd was that she always bumped into Sheik Abdul Fakahni's Western wives. She never saw any locals or other ethnic groups other than American or European. Yet every one of them only wanted to appease Sheik Abdul Fakahni and make him happy. "I prefer to be the only woman in my husband's life," she said as she whipped her hair, splashing water about.
"I felt the same way before I met him," the woman swooned as she talked.
"Trust me, I won't change my mind. Besides, how many wives does he have?"
"I don't know. It never dawned on me to count all of them. However, we do have a whole wing of the palace to ourselves. I can show you the place if you like."
"He has never shown me that side of the palace."
"He's shown you the oil fields, his maps, and other assorted rooms, right?"
"Yes. He's shown me his trophy rooms and garages as well."
"Then it's settle! When Sheik Abdul Fakahni is attending to other affairs, I'll come visit you and show you around our quarters. Perhaps you'll accept his proposal then," the woman giggled as she bounded out of the room even though she was still dripping wet and totally nude.
"Accept his proposal? Not bloody likely," Scarlett mumbled aloud as she continued to wash the soap from her body, unaware that prying eyes were watching her the entire time.

*****

Scarlett was soundly asleep in her bed. The redhead always had wine at dinner and a few hours later, she would always retire to bed. It was like a set pattern. She tried to sleep later in the day, but she always found herself dozing off around midnight. Then in the morning, she wakes up and her body always felt sore. At first, she thought it was the bed, but after changing a few mattresses, she decided it wasn't the bed. Thus, she was unable to figure out while she was so sore, but even worse was the fact that she knew that some of her clothes were missing. She had no idea what was happening to them, but so far, she was already missing a few T-shirts and some of her underwear. Scarlett was even missing her jogging pants and Army issued T-shirts, which she normally wore for bed. Not knowing what was happening to them, she inquired with the Sheik, who informed her that it was probably some members of the staff, who wanted to have the scent of an American woman, and that he would investigate. He then allowed some of his wives to give some of their clothing to Scarlett, but the redhead had no say in what she received. Instead of receiving T-shirts, she got nothing but lingerie, and the only one she didn't think was too kinky was a black leather and fringe baby doll set. Thus, she would put it on, just a few seconds before she fell onto the bed, and fell deeply asleep.
Totally unknown to the woman, the wine she drank every night at dinner was laced with an invisible, odorless, and tasteless drug. It didn't cause any hormonal changes, but it did ensure that she would be out for about eight hours. The drug took about three to four hours to take effect, which was right around midnight since dinner was usually around eight every night. Once the drug had taken effect, Sheik Abdul Fakahni, would enter the room, and crawl into her bed. He would then toss the covers aside, strip Scarlett of her outfit, and then fondle her nude body. Some times he would lie on top of her and kiss her breasts, other times, he would place her on top his body and squeeze her buttocks. The man had enough self-control not to violate her by sticking his manhood inside her, but he had no problems rubbing up against her with it. Some times, his explorations would go to far, so his wives would bathe Scarlett while others changed the sheets. Regardless of what he did, he always dressed her, and put her back like nothing had happened.
On this night, Sheik Abdul Fakahni had her lying on her right side, facing the door, where his wives were taking pictures of the couple on the bed. Scarlett's nipples were still taut after the tongue lashing that they received from the Sheik earlier. He combed her red hair with his hands, loving the fact that the woman freed her ponytail before bed. The Sheik ran his hands through her long hair a few times before placing his hands on her moving chest. He then rubbed the skin between the woman's breasts, tracing his finger up and down, making car noises into the woman's ear.
"Take her, master," one of the wives said.
"Nonsense. I will save that for a later date," the Sheik spoke as he laid Scarlett onto her back. He then kissed her stomach as his hands rubbed massaged her ribs. The man pulled his tongue along her skin all the way to her breasts. There he planted a kiss each at the base of her ample assets before licking the flesh between her breasts. He stuck out his tongue and licked the skin, moving slowly, savoring every centimeter. Then he claimed her breasts as he kissed and sucked on them. Once her mounds were covered in a river of his saliva, he moved to her neck. Again and again, he rained kisses on her neck, getting a rise and moan from the woman.
"She is reacting," another wife spoke.
"From this day forth, you will treat her as if she were my first wife and queen. However, you are only to share a few things about our land. Those that speak out of turn will be punished," he warned as he flipped Scarlett onto her stomach and smacked her ass once.
"Yes, my lord," the women all said in unison.
"It's funny how she doesn't want to sleep naked because she thinks that someone is watching her, yet she has no idea that she is naked most of the night," the Sheik laughed aloud. The man then stood up and walked toward the door. There, he slapped a nude brunette, who quickly dropped to her knees. Then he yanked her ponytail and the woman pretended she was Scarlett. She closed her lips around his member and began to pleasure his manhood as Sheik Abdul Fakahni pointed at Scarlett and his other wives pounced onto the bed and licked the sleeping woman like cats drinking a bowl of milk.
*****

Two Days Later
"I'm sorry to interrupt, your excellency. However, an important phone call is waiting for you in your office," Sheik Abdul Fakahni's blonde wife said as she entered the room and stood next to Scarlett, who was still decked out in her usual attire. She was wearing a grey shirt with an beige vest and a waistpiece. Her beige boots and gloves with throwing stars were also present as well as her signature ponytail.
"Excuse me, but I must leave now for a very important meeting," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he slapped Scarlett on her ass before he quickly left the room.
Scarlett wanted to strike Sheik Abdul Fakahni and would have if it wasn't for the blonde woman catching her arm. "Why did you stop me?" the redhead fumed.
"I cannot have you hit my husband," the woman warned.
"He deserves it though."
"He is a very loving man and does not deserve to be hit," the woman quickly uttered before she pulled Scarlett out of the room. "Besides, it's time to take a look at my quarters."
Scarlett didn't say anything since she liked to talk to the blonde woman and some of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's other wives. They were the only females that she ever had any contact with ever since she arrived. She couldn't contact her female friends on the G.I. Joe team since her communication equipment was always unable to find a signal. However, the woman was totally lost for words when she saw the blonde woman's quarters for it was huge. "How many families live in this room?" Scarlett joked.
"Only me."
"Ever played baseball or basketball in this room?"
"I play other games here," she laughed. "However, it's time to take you back to the other side of the palace."
"Why?"
"Sheik Abdul Fakahni may be worried."
"Why is that?"
"We've been gone for some time. It took half an hour just to walk here," the blonde smiled as she pulled Scarlett's arm and lead her out of the bedroom.

*****

One Week Later
Scarlett followed the blonde woman to a new part of the palace. The female operative had learned that the blonde woman use to be a lingerie model. In fact, most of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's Western wives were all former models or beauty pageant winners, before they married Sheik Abdul Fakahni. To make matters worse, all of them very independent woman before marriage, but now they were all docile and willing to have Sheik Abdul Fakahni dictate their lives to them. If they weren't nude, they were wearing g-strings with small tops for their chests and a veil over their face. Scarlett thought it was a horrible way to dress and to live, but the women would hear nothing of it. Instead, they all told her how much they loved their new life and that Scarlett was a fool to make fun of it. Not to mention that she took things too seriously especially when it came to Sheik Abdul Fakahni slapping her on the ass. They even told her not to raise her voice to him, which Scarlett thought was outrageous. However, she didn't argue with them much anymore since they were the only people she could really talk to in the entire palace. "Where are we?" Scarlett finally asked the blonde.
"The main living quarters. This is were all Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives stay when he's not around. We all have our own bedrooms, but this is the main room where we all meet and talk," the blonde laughed as two huge golden doors opened.
"Oh my," Scarlett mouthed as she saw a large room filled with pillows and women of all races. Most of them were naked in the room, which looked to be the size of two football fields. The women were all talking to each other, but would gaze and wink at Scarlett. The female didn't recognize any of the women even though she knew about twenty of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives now.
"Come with me," the blonde said as she opened another large golden door.
"Oh my," Scarlett said again as she saw another room, which was the same size as the other, except this one, all the women were busy pleasuring themselves.
"Want to join them?"
"No!" Scarlett quickly replied as the woman pulled her past all the women and into another room.
"MY GOD!" Scarlett shouted, but had it drowned out by all the constant moaning inside the new room. The room was the same size as the others, but it was full of women engaging in sex with each other. Some would have one partner, while others hand multiple ones. Regardless of what they were doing, they would make a lewd gesture to Scarlett as an invitation to join them, which Scarlett wanted nothing to do with the request.
"Last one," the blonde woman said as she opened another door and Scarlett was completely appalled with what she saw. The female operative was so disgusted that she couldn't say anything. Instead, she just stood there and watched as numerous women were being whipped, caned, spanked, fucked through the bars of their cages, or engaging in other despicable acts that Scarlett couldn't fathom. However, what got her was that most of the submissive women in the room, where the ones that she normally talked to or showered with.
"Want to join us?" a brunette asked as she walked by Scarlett and the blonde woman.
"NO WAY!" Scarlett screamed.
"Why not? You have a slutty body like the rest of us. I bet those tits of yours need to be milked. Why don't you drop your pants so we can see if you're a natural redhead?" the brunette asked. "Besides, you can learn a few things from us, especially if you are to become Sheik Abdul Fakahni's bride All his wives need to satisfy him. And what better way to satisfy him than to satisfy each other while it's being recorded for his pleasure."
"What?"
"Oh yes. We play around when he's not around. We play around when he is around. Some times he partakes. Some times he just watches. Whatever he wants, he gets. Our tits, our cunt, our ass, and your body should only be used to please him."
"What? You're all crazy!" Scarlett yelled. "I don't think so! I will not partake in your sick sex rituals!" Scarlett fumed as she turned around and walked away, shaking her head.

*****

"God damn it! Why does none of this crap work?" Scarlett fumed as she tried to get her communication equipment to work. She had just ran out of the shower earlier when some of the wives started to rub her body and comment on how nice she looked while encouraging her to join them during their afternoon activities. At first, she told them off as nicely as she could, but after a while, she had to fight them off. Now she was trying to get the equipment to work even though she was angry as hell. "Stupid Roman style showers!" she muttered.
As she continued to fumble with the equipment, her mind drifted back to the what had transpired in the shower. Back in the shower, several of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives had joined Scarlett. They started chatting while some of the wives began to lather each other up. Some of the wives giggled as they chatted with Scarlett. Then one of the wives, who was talking to Scarlett, accidentally drops her soap, which just happens to slide and stop at Scarlett's feet. Bending down, Scarlett unintentionally spreads her legs slightly, giving the people behind her a good look of her finely curved asscheeks as well as her bald red cunt-lips. When her hand touched the soap, three of the girls bent over her and began to lather Scarlett up. They rubbed soap all over her large breasts, her backside, and legs, as they all eyed her ass. The redhead closed her eyes and cooed, only to open them up real quickly. She then protested and shook the three off, but the other wives then joined in. In a matter of seconds, Scarlett actually had to slap and kick some of them away. Once free, she ran by a few of the shower heads. As her feet touched the circles on the floor, water sprayed her, which eventually took care of the soap. Thus, when she got to the door, grabbed a large towel, and wrapped it around herself. Then, she simply ran out of there and came back to her room, where she found even more of her clothes missing and realizing that she also left some clothes back at the shower.
"Can I come in?" a female voice asked from the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me."
"Damn it! That doesn't help at all!" Scarlett fumed as she opened the door and saw the blonde woman, who was naked and dripping wet.
"I heard what happened in the shower. The others got a bit carried away. I am here to apologize for them," the blonde said as her eyes were cast on the floor. "I should have never taken you to the rooms. Only Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives are allowed in those rooms. When the others saw you, they thought you agreed. That's why they treated you so harshly tonight. I'm sorry."
"No harm done," Scarlett lied, trying to act sincere. "Do you participate in those activities?"
"Yes."
"Are you proud of it?"
"Yes."
"Do you enjoy it?"
"Yes."
"We can discuss this tomorrow. I need to call my superiors tonight."
"Why? Is it because of me?"
"No. It's not because of you. I was only sent here for a month and that time is almost up. I need to make a report," Scarlett lied again.
"Very well. I will see you in the morning then," the blonde said as she quickly turned and left.
Scarlett closed the door, waited for a few minutes before returning to her equipment. "I don't want to stay another day in this crazy kingdom!" she muttered.

*****

The Next Day
"What the hell are you doing here?" Scarlett shouted angrily as she washed the shampoo from her eyes.
"It is a custom for men and women to shower together in my country," Sheik Abdul Fakahni lied as she stood in the shower, totally naked like Scarlett. His wives traced their hands up and down his body as he admired Scarlett's nude body, which he had already felt numerous times while she was asleep. Unknown to the woman, she had been drugged numerous times while she was asleep to ensure that she didn't wake up. Of course, the was a camera recording her actions at all times and Sheik Abdul Fakahni was the one who was stealing her clothing.
"I don't care if it's a custom or not! I refuse to take a shower with you in here! You can either leave now or I will leave!"
"You do not want to partake in the customs of my country?" Sheik Abdul Fakahni asked as his wives began to lather him up with soap as Scarlett continued to cover up her private parts.
"I am an American! It is not customary for a man to walk into a shower while a woman is using it!" Scarlett yelled.
"Women in my country, especially my palace should be afraid of showing off their body."
"I'm not your wife! Now get out!"
"This is my shower, I own it."
"I DON'T CARE! GET OUT NOW!" Scarlett fumed.
"Very well," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said angrily as he left the room with his wives behind him while Scarlett couldn't believe want just happened.

*****

The Next Day
"Agent Scarlett! I cannot believe that you would jeopardize the security of your own country because you refuse to accept some stupid customs!" General Rinton shouted.
"Sir, you do not understand."
"Oh! I understand perfectly! I got a call last night from the President of the United States! He woke me up from my slumber, which means his sleep was ruined earlier in the evening as well! He yells at me for a good hour or two about how important national security is to our country! He makes certain that I understand how important it is to secure Sheik Abdul Fakahni's cooperation! Unfortunately, I handpicked you from the G.I. Joe team, because I thought you were the best qualified!"
"General Rinton, Sheik Abdul Fakahni has said that he requested my presence personally."
"He did! However, the President okayed it after my recommendation! Agent Scarlett, I don't care if this looks bad for me, but I refuse to be the man that caused this country an ally, who could basically keep the peace in the Middle East! I refuse to be the person that ruins the President's foreign policy! Do you understand?"
"I understand sir, but I . . ."
"You what?"
"He wanted me to marry him."
"HELL SOLDIER! I WOULD MARRY HIM IF IT MEANS IT PROTECTS THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA! I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR MY COUNTRY!"
"I would too sir, but . . ."
"But nothing! I want you to be more wary of the country's customs. I don't care if they sound weird or not. If it's a custom, you follow it. Understand?"
"Yes sir."
"Good! General Hawk and Duke are going to have a meeting with the Joint Chiefs and the President. I will also attend that meeting. Needless to say, the President is not happy about this. As for your transmissions, be sure that you are only using the secure line. Never use the un-secure one. I will ask some of my specialists look at the equipment and see if they can come up with a way to boost the power. Perhaps the satellites do not pass by the country when you are trying to use the equipment."
"Sir . . ."
"Agent Scarlett, I have to leave for the meeting soon. Hopefully, General Hawk and Duke will join me after the meeting to discuss things. However, do not under any circumstances make Sheik Abdul Fakahni mad. Understand?"
"Yes sir," Scarlett replied as she turned off the communication equipment.

*****

Later on in the Day
"You must not talk to Sheik Abdul Fakahni in such a loud voice," the blonde woman said as she stood in Scarlett's bedroom.
"How come you never say his name?"
"It is forbidden for us to speak his name."
"He's your husband. Why shouldn't you be able to call him by his real name?"
"It is forbidden."
"You're okay with that?"
"Yes. It makes him happy."
"This is absolutely ridiculous! I can't believe you let him treat you like dirt!"
"Scarlett? Scarlett? Come in, Scarlett," a female voice came over the communication equipment.
"Excuse me, but I have to take this."
"I will return later then," the blonde woman said as she left the room.
"Lady Jaye, is that you?"
"Scarlett, what did you do over there?"
"Nothing really. I just spoke my mind."
"I don't know what you did, but people here are in a complete tizzy. Some of the most powerful politicians were forced to go behind close doors with the President earlier today. They are still in their meeting, but it seems that something big happened over there. Sheik Abdul Fakahni has actually said that he wants to sever all ties with the United States!"
"What?"
"Hold one second, I think the General is coming back."
"Are you in his office?"
"Yes. He told me contact you."
"Is she on?"
"Yes sir."
"Very well. You're dismissed Lady Jaye. I need to talk to her right now."
"Yes sir, General Rinton," Lady Jaye quickly spoke as she left the room."
"Agent Scarlett, are you there?"
"Yes sir."
"General Hawk and Duke cannot join us on this conversation. The President wants to know how a loose cannon like yourself ever got on this mission in the first place."
"General Rinton, it wasn't my fault. He barged in on me during my shower."
"The President wasn't aware of that, but he does want you to follow all his customs. He knows that Sheik Abdul Fakahni has asked for your hand in marriage and you refused, and he's okay with that. However, I wasn't aware of the shower situation. I know that it was my fault for being so hotheaded last night, and I apologize for that. Some of my comments were out of line, but you have to understand the gravity of the situation."
"I do, sir."
"Perhaps you should wear a bikini or something to the shower. Once he leaves, you may want to continue. But definitely find a way around this shower situation. Perhaps, there is a private one somewhere. If there is, use that one."
"I will definitely ask around for one, sir."
"Do that. If you will excuse me, I have to go back into the meeting. I will bring up the shower situation and see what happens."
"Thank you, sir."

*****

Later that Night
In a private shower stall, Scarlett sighed with relief as her tight G.I. Joe outfit came off, revealing her large, firm breasts and her red nipples. She peeled her sweat-soaked panties down her legs, stepping out of them, and stretching her back, arms over her shoulders, back arched, and head thrown back in a classic super-model pose that she easily pulled off. The blonde girl had told her about this room, but warned her that she should be very discreet when using it. However, Scarlett wasn't really sure what she meant by that, and didn't have a chance to ask since the blonde woman quickly left the room. Knowing that Sheik Abdul Fakahni was in a meeting, the redhead quickly located the shower.
However, hidden in the bathroom smiled darkly with the grin of a predator, Sheik Abdul Fakahni, enjoyed the view. Unbeknown to Scarlett, the Sheik had already enjoyed her body to some degree. Granted she was asleep most of the time, but she was completely unaware that she had been drugged before going to sleep. Nor did she know that all her movements were recorded for his viewing pleasure. Remembering all the hours of videotape and what he did with her in bed, Sheik Abdul Fakahni wanted an opportunity to feel more of it. Thus, he stopped rubbing his penis and began to undress himself.
Within a few seconds, the Sheik heard the constant flow of water from the showerhead. He waited a few minutes before walking up to the shower stall. Through the foggy glass doors, he could see Scarlett rinsing herself off. Her hot, athletic body outlined through the glass, as she moved the washcloth over her with sensual motions.
Scarlett had no idea that someone was even in the room. For the first time, she had a huge smile on her face. Smiling as the warm water hit her naked body, she began washing the collected sweat and grime from the hot heat and the blowing sand of the country. The redhead then grabbed the shampoo bottle and began to wash her hair. Her hands worked her hair as the bubbles grew, forcing her to close her eyes.
Walking over to the shower, Sheik Abdul Fakahni opened the door and stepped in. He moved next to Scarlett and sighed in contentment as he watched the water run down her naked skin. The back of the woman's wet body, glistened in front of him as hot water hit Scarlett's front, her eyes closed as she bathed.
Suddenly, Scarlett felt another presence in the shower, but she thought it must be her imagination since no one would dare come in. Besides, she knew that the Sheik was in a meeting. Scarlett then slowly applied soap to her arms as the shampoo slowly cascaded down her body, following the erratic paths. The redhead placed her head directly under the flow of water and washed the shampoo off. Then she whipped her hair back and combed it back with her hands as she arched her back.
"Let me help," a male voice said as two hands grabbed her breasts from behind and squeezed them.
Scarlett instantly recognized the voice. She knew it was Sheik Abdul Fakahni, but she also knew that she wasn't suppose to be in the room. Thus, not to get anyone else in trouble, Scarlett kept her cool. She wanted to be nice to the man even though under normal circumstances, she would have killed him. However, she was reprimanded earlier and she also agreed to follow some of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's bizarre customs, mainly because it would help out her country, but the General did say that she would only have to stay another month before they would recall her and send someone else. The hope was that there would be enough diplomatic ties by then. Thus, Scarlett attempted to control her temper. "What the hell are you doing here!" she yelled, though not turning around, and allowing the man's hands to remain on her breasts.
"I came here to bathe you. It is custom in my country for the man of the house to wash the women," he said happily.
"I am not your wife!" Scarlett replied angrily, reminding herself not to turn around and kick him in the groin. Although that was the last thing she wanted to see and touch.
"Yes, MAYBE SO, but you soon will be!"
"GET OUT NOW!" Scarlett screamed as she forgot about General Rinton's orders. She then whirled around and saw the sly look on the Sheik's face. Sheik Abdul Fakahni didn't budge an inch as Scarlett seethed with anger, but was finally able to control herself.
"No one is to use this shower!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni replied.
"I am sorry," Scarlett said as she covered herself up with a towel.
"I have no problem with you wearing clothing in the shower, but you must use the shower room. This room is off limits."
"Very well. I'll just finish up here if that's okay with you?"
"Before I go, I must say that it is very bad to have a woman disobey a man's orders or to disrespect him in his own home. There is a punishment for that, but since you are an American and you are not familiar with my land's customs, we will pretend that the incident never happened. However, in the future, I cannot guarantee if I will be as lenient."
"Very well."
"Now, leave here. You may return to the proper showering facility."
Not wanting to risk a diplomatic incident, she decides to leave the shower. As makes her way out of the stall, the Sheik grabs her naked ass and squeezes it for a good three seconds before letting go. Scarlett angrily turns around and sees that he is grinning at her with a sly look on his face. The redhead quickly turns and walks out of the room, totally naked as his wives enter the room.
"Will she be joining us?" one of the wives asked when Scarlett had left the room.
"Not yet," the Sheik replied as the wives turned on the water and began to bathe him. They all laugh as they saw Scarlett's uniform on the ground, knowing full well that she was now stomping through the halls, dripping wet and totally nude, and it was all caught on tape.

*****

The Next Day
Scarlett was dressed in her infamous G.I. Joe uniform as she walked proudly through the halls of the palace. Today was going to be a different day. Although she had problems with Sheik Abdul Fakahni, she was very optimistic about meeting the Sultans and Sheiks of the surrounding area. The female entered a grand banquet hall, where numerous rulers from neighboring kingdoms sat on colorful pillows. They were chatting amongst themselves, but the minutes Scarlett entered the room, everybody except Sheik Abdul Fakahni began to shout at Scarlett.
"I will give you a ruby necklace if you return home with me!" one of them shouted.
"No, I will give you twenty camels and eighty pounds of gold if you become my wife!" another one shouted.
"No, forget him, I will give you the largest diamonds and make you the queen of my country if you come home with me!"
The redhead politely turned them down as she made her way to Sheik Abdul Fakahni, who was seated at the end. As she continued to walk, more and more men shouted, and she continually rejected the proposals, stating that she did not want to be part of their lives. Finally, for the first time ever, she was actually glad to be sitting next to Sheik Abdul Fakahni, because the minute she sat down next to him, every one in the room calmed down.
The Sultan sitting next to Sheik Abdul Fakahni, smiled at Scarlett, and said, "You really did it this time! Where did you find such an exquisitely beautiful woman? How much for her? Even for just two nights?"
Scarlett became irrate and quickly replied, "I am not for sale! I am part of the G.I. Joe team, a highly trained special mission force, whose purpose is to defend the world from Cobra, an evil terrorist organization determined to rule the world. Now, stop looking at me that way!"
"She has a lot of fire! What is she like in bed?" another quickly chimed in.
"I never slept with him and I never will!" Scarlett yelled.
"She is as fiery as her red hair!" another one proclaimed.
"I am not a piece of meat!"
"This is the first time you have not gotten a women in bed. What is wrong? Are you getting old?" another one laughed.
"You embarrass me! This is no way for a woman in my palace to speak, especially in front of my friends! If you were anyone else I would have you killed! Now Scarlett, apologize to me now!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni demanded.
Realizing how important it was to cooperate, Scarlett still wanted to rip the man's heart out, but she stopped herself when she remembered her patriotic duty. "I'm sorry Sheik," Scarlett reluctantly apologized.
"I am sorry what?" Sheik Abdul Fakahni yelled in anger.
Scarlett begins to sob as she never felt so humiliated in her life. However, after a few seconds, she pulls herself together. "I am sorry your excellency," she finally utters.
"That's better, now leave this room," Sheik Abdul Fakahni commanded as his friends all laugh at Scarlett.
The female angrily leaves the room. However as she nears the door, she heard, "She's even prettier when she's mad." She knew that Sheik Abdul Fakahni made that comment as the room roared with laughter. The woman had reached her boiling point as she ran toward her room. Scarlett was going to call her teammates, even if it took all night long, unaware that most of her original clothing in her dresser were gone.

*****

One Week Later
"Don't try anything," Scarlett warned Sheik Abdul Fakahni as she stood before him in a small red bikini. The female agent was unable to reach her friends on that faithful night, but she got a short warning from both General Hawk and Duke that relations were definitely strained. Scarlett didn't get to say much to the men since both of them made it clear that they only had a short time to speak. However, they did sympathize with her and reminded her that General Rinton would be able to find a replacement for her soon. Once they had finished, they left without giving Scarlett a chance to explain. Then General Rinton's voice blared over the equipment warning her about making Sheik Abdul Fakahni look bad. He reminded her that he cannot appear to be weak in front of other people. If he does, it will appear to many that he is unable to lead effectively, thus destabilizing the entire region and that Scarlett is to never do anything that may jeopardize the Sheik's power. The General also reminded her that she had to obey all the weird customs and that it came from the President of the United States, himself. Thus, Scarlett had no choice except to take showers with the Sheik in the large bath chamber.
"I won't. I will adhere to your demands as long as you adhere to my country's customs. As long as you cooperate with me, I will cooperate with you," Sheik Abdul Fakahni replied. He was more than willing not to touch her when she was awake. Besides, he did a lot of things to her when she was asleep. In fact, Scarlett had already allowed him to watch her for a week now. She didn't let him touch her, but she agreed to having his wives bathe. Watching his wives wash her was good enough for him at the moment.
"Did you find out anything about my clothes?" Scarlett inquired as she spun around, so she wouldn't have to see him as his wives began to lather up her body.
"Not really. I have sent most of the new servants home. The old trusted ones remain, but I am afraid that the servants probably sold off your items long before I fired them," Sheik Abdul Fakahni apologized. "I hope that my wives have been accommodating in the last few days."
Scarlett sighed as she realized that she still had two uniforms left and the rest all consisted of skimpy bikinis from his wives. She received other outfits, but she refused to dress in harem girl outfits or a black leather catsuit. "I want to know if I may go shopping then?" Scarlett asked as the wives made a tight circle around her before slipping off the bikini.
"I'm sorry, but my friends are coming to lunch today. I expect you to be on your best behavior today," the Sheik said.
"Damn him for talking to me like a damn dog!" Scarlett's mind screamed as she remained cool.
"Oops!" one of the wives said as she dropped the soap.
"I'll get it," Scarlett said as she bent down to get it. The woman was unaware that some of the wives standing behind her, shifted a bit, allowing the Sheik to see Scarlett's cunt-lips and ass. The women then closed the hole as Scarlett stood up.
"I expect you to be on your best behavior today."
"I will, your excellency," Scarlett finally said, trying to hide any disdain that might escape.
"Very well. My wives will show you to the hall later. I will leave you now," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as he left the room with some of his wives.
*****

At Lunch
Scarlett, decked out in G.I. Joe uniform, meekly sits beside Sheik Abdul Fakahni as he converses with his friends. The woman had already turned down at four marriage proposals from each member of the group. They also talked about as if she weren't even in the room. She heard numerous lewd comments, but tried to remain calm, trying to remind herself that she was serving her country by tolerating these pompous assholes. However, she knew that she would have to leave the room soon or she would absolutely explode.
"Tell me, Sheik Abdul Fakahni, are the Americans asking you to support them openly?" one of the other men asked.
"Support the Americans? He should help Scarlett support her tits!" another laughed.
"Please!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke. "I might support them if they give me the right reasons. I do not see how bloodshed in our own homelands will solve anything. Peace solves things. Don't you agree, Scarlett?"
"Yes. Peace does solves things, your majesty," Scarlett replied.
"You called her by her name? Women don't need names!" another man shouted.
"When are you going to have her join your wives?"
"Yea! She should be with them, keeping herself and them entertained!"
"Better yet, she should strip and keep us entertained!"
"She is a guest of my country," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke calmly.
"She's still a woman!"
"At least give her the proper attire!"
"DAMN IT!" Scarlett screamed as she stood up. "If you so called men knew anything about women, you would be kissing the ground that they walk on! Every woman has a name and I'll be damned if you disrespect me or any of them again! You hear me, you son . . ."
"SCARLETT!! How dare you disrespect my friends in my palace! In my country, a woman is not allowed to raise her voice to a man or disrespect them. I was more than willing to take the fight for you, but you just ruined it for yourself by firing off that tirade! And now, you dare stand when everyone else is seated . . . do you feel superior to us?" Sheik Abdul Fakahni inquired.
"No," Scarlett reluctantly spoke as she realized what she had just done.
"I did not punish you last time, but I am force to punish you now. Remember out conversation in the shower where you agreed to follow all my customs?"
"I remember," Scarlett said as her face turned slightly red.
"Such a crime is usually rewarded with death, but since you are a foreigner and a guest, I will be lenient."
"Thank you, your excellency," Scarlett spoke meekly as she stared at the ground.
"Then it is decided, you will receive a spanking in front of all these men."
"A SPANKING?!"
"She did it again!"
"Abdul Fakahni, how can you keep peace if you can't control her?"
"Very well Scarlett, you won't be spanked. You, come here!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni roared as the nude blonde woman, who Scarlett normally talked to, approached her husband. "You served us drinks for most of today and I know you talked to her when I forbid it. Since she is a guest, you will suffer her punishment instead."
"What?" Scarlett mouthed.
"Guards take my wife to be executed."
"No!" Scarlett said as she dropped to her knees in front of the Sheik. "Why does she . . ."
"In my country, if a woman disobeys and disrespects a man, then the punishment is death. My own wife talked to you and showed you around my palace without my permission. She revealed certain rooms that were not to be revealed. A certain stall comes to mind. I was going to be lenient on her since she was trying to make your stay more comfortable, but it appears that she has made you insolent. You have even spat at my hospitality!"
"All Americans are like her!"
"Enough!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni shouted. "Guards! Take my wife away!"
"NO!" Scarlett shouted. "Since I disrespected you in front of all these men, I will accept my punishment before them, but I beg you to spare her life," Scarlett pleaded as she dropped onto all fours and wiggled her butt.
"Free her and return to my chambers! I will deal with you later," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said to his wife, who quickly ran out of the room. He waited a few minutes before speaking again. "Since you accept your punishment, I will allow you to keep your clothes on," he said as he gripped the back of her neck and pushed her head into the ground, forcing her ass up in the air. Then, he slapped her hard across her rear as the sound reverberated throughout the room.
"Thank you, your excellency," Scarlett said meekly as her face was as red as her hair. The woman was utterly humiliated. She had never been spanked before, but she kept her anger in check. She didn't want to see the blonde woman die or have the Sheik sever ties with the United States, all on account of her. Thus, she made up her mind and promised herself that she would tolerate the spanking as she hovered over Sheik Abdul Fakahni's lap.
The slaps continued to rain down on Scarlett's tush and even though she tried to hold back the tears, she was unable to stop all of them. Hence a tear or two would trickle down her redden face. She always thanked Sheik Abdul Fakahni after every slap. Finally, after the Sheik had spanked her about thirty times, he stopped. Then throughout the rest of the afternoon, Scarlett sat on his lap, almost like a trophy, as the men talked without even acknowledging she was even in the room.

*****

Four Days Later
"I look hot," Scarlett said to herself as she admired her reflection. The woman was dressed in red bodice teddy with black fishnet pantyhose. She also had on a pair of leather black-heeled boots. She didn't really like the outfit, but one of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives gave it to her. The woman also knew that soon she would have more outfits that resembled the one she was wearing, except those outfits would be completely hers. "For my country," Scarlett sighed as she made one last turn in front of the mirror and stepped out her bedroom. The woman was a bit relieved that she didn't have to wear a bikini as she walked through the halls.
"You look lovely," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as Scarlett entered his bedroom. "For a second there, I didn't think you were going to show."
"I always keep my promises," Scarlett spoke softly as she climbed onto the Sheik's bed and fell to all fours over his lap.
"And what did you promise?"
"Although I did not steal the elephant statue of yours, I would appreciate it if you did not report that to General Rinton or the President of the United States. I am afraid that an international incident might be caused by your allegations. I did not steal the sacred statue, but I am willing to pay for the consequences if it goes unreported," Scarlett replied as she wiggled her ass.
"Are you saying that I am blackmailing you?"
"No, you highness. I am not accusing you of that. However, your guards did burst into my room shortly after I discovered it. It's surprising that they can find the statue, but not my clothes."
"The statue is a national treasure. My guards will seek it out and capture the culprits regardless if they are even family members."
"I am not doubting it. However, I will keep my part of the bargain if you keep yours."
"I will."
"Then let's proceed then."
"Before we start, I want to hear our agreement from your lips."
"Yes, your majesty. From now on, I will show you the proper respect that you deserve," Scarlett spoke as she tried to minimize the venom in her speech. "I will now wear outfits that your wives supply to me. This shouldn't be a problem since most of mine that I brought with me are all gone; stolen from my room or laundry."
"You're a strong woman. You still deviate from the agreement in your speech."
"The outfit that I am wearing will be worn every morning. I will also report to your bedroom every morning. Immediately afterwards, I will then proceed to the shower with your wives. You may watch if you like. I will also help entertain your guests as well. Then at night, I shall lead you to my bedroom."
"Exactly what do we do in my bedroom in the mornings and your bedroom at night?"
"I am disciplined."
"How?"
"Spanked."
"Good. Now we may begin," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as the first of many blows fell upon Scarlett's ass.
Scarlett had allowed the man to spank her for two days now. When it first happened, she use to scream in pain, especially when the man paddled her. However, he had gone back to spanking her with his hand. At first, Scarlett hated the humiliating treatment, but for some reason, she felt a bit aroused when she woke up in the morning. She wasn't sure if it was due to the spankings at night or if it was something else. All she knew was that she now had an almost uncontrollable urge to moan when the blows hit her. It didn't appear on the first day, but it was present the night before, and it was killing her now. Thus, her face turned red when she realized that her sex was actually getting wet as she hovered over Sheik Abdul Fakahni's lap, allowing him to spank her like a little girl.
"Scarlett, should we stop or continue?" the Sheik asked after a few minutes.
"Continue, your excellency," Scarlett moaned. She couldn't believe that a grown woman like herself would actually let a man like the Sheik to spank her, let alone being aroused by it, but it was true. Thus, after about another five minutes, Scarlett was allowed to stand up as the Sheik laid down onto his bed. Scarlett quickly left the room and closed the door, so she could hide the small line of liquid, which appeared at the bottom of her black bodice.
*****
One Week Later
Scarlett stood totally nude in front of the Sheik Abdul Fakahni as his wives continued to lather her body up with soap. The G.I. Joe woman had violated so many rules and customs Carbonia that she basically just did what the Sheik requested of her. Every day, the Sheik invited his friends over and Scarlett sat on his lap, listening to the men talk and make lewd comments about her and what the role of women should be. Scarlett wanted to protest, but she had received so many warnings from General Rinton that she basically tried to hold her tongue. However, they usually found a way to irk her and she would blow her top. Then she would be spanked in front of all of them. To make matters worse, Scarlett usually wore a small red bikini to the gatherings, thus her ass would be completely red afterwards. She would then sit quietly on the Sheik's lap, allowing him to caress her thighs or even place his hands on her hips. He never moved his hands away from those two areas and Scarlett was grateful for it. Scarlett had made a deal with Sheik Abdul Fakahni to keep the blonde woman from being punished. Instead, she would receive a spanking every night before going to bed, which was also coupled with her regular sessions in the morning for stealing the statue. Often, she would fall asleep before it was even over, thus making it even easier for the Sheik to have his way with her. Of course, the second part of the agreement was the shower. Scarlett now took showers in the nude in front of him. She allowed the Sheik to see, but not touch; at least to her knowledge. In fact, she got use to the idea of having him watching her shower while his wives attended to her. The redhead also kept eye contact with him as well, which was hard to do since Sheik Abdul Fakahni was now bold enough to fuck his wives in the shower, masturbate, or even received oral-pleasure. And even though Scarlett was disgusted by it all, she didn't complain about it, especially since she had been spanked several times in the shower.
"Today is a very important day. I have guests coming to visit. I want them to be happy. You will join me later and talk to them. If they are happy, I am happy, and you're President will be more than happy," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said proudly as he gripped a brunette's hair as she pleasured his member.
"Yes, your excellency," Scarlett replied.
"GOOD!" the Sheik panted as he shot his load into the woman's mouth. "My wife will come get you when it's time."
"Yes, your excellency."
Sheik Abdul Fakahni nodded while the brunette cleaned his member with her tongue. Once she was done, he left the room with the brunette, leaving Scarlett with the remaining wives, who were still busy lathering Scarlett up, except this time with various perfumes and fragrances.
"Not there!" Scarlett yelped as she felt fingers enter her shaved sex.
"You don't complain on other days," one of the wives replied.
"Our husband is not here, you should not be embarrassed. In fact, you should not be embarrass when he is here," another added.
"Soap is one thing, but I don't even know what you are doing now," Scarlett moaned as she felt the fingers delve deeper. The redhead remembered the first time that they did this to her and she was disgusted by it, but she grew accustomed to it especially since it relieved some of the pain after her spankings. Thus, although she verbally protested, she never tried to physically remove the hand.
"We'll be done soon," another woman said as she planted a kiss on Scarlett's neck.
"Don't," Scarlett panted.
"You watch us when we kiss each other while you're being spanked. Why do you not like it when we kiss you?"
"I'm not that kind of woman."
"The Sheik prefers all his wives to be friendly."
"I am not his wife."
"Not yet."
"NO! Never!"
"Very well. We need to fix you up for the guests now."
"Guests," Scarlett muttered, thinking it would be the same damn, obnoxious group.

*****

Scarlett wasn't optimistic about meeting Sheik Abdul Fakahni's friends. The wives had already instructed how to act around them, but Scarlett blew them off, though she didn't voice it to them. However, since she was forced to dress in pink evening gown with matching heels, she believed that she was in store for another day of lewd comments. However, when she entered the room, she saw four elderly men that could pass as Santa Claus if they had the proper outfit and makeup. Instead of making catcalls, they stood up, greeted her, and when Scarlett extended her hand, they took it and planted a light kiss. Each one wore the same outfit, though in different colors. Some were fatter than the others and some were definitely better looking.
"Gentlemen, this is Scarlett. She is a member of the G.I. Joe team and a guest of my country," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he pulled out the chair that was meant for Scarlett.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen," Scarlett said as she sat down in the chair. This was the first time that she ever greeted Sheik Abdul Fakahni's guest while sitting at a table. Most of the time, she was asked to sit on cushions, but this time it was different.
"Let me introduce everyone. Sheik Abu is the one in green, Sheik Adnon is the one in the tan outfit, the Sultan of Cardova is the one in blue, and Sheik Aknon is the one wearing purple," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said calmly as each man bowed when their name was called.
"Nice to meet you," Scarlett replied politely as she noticed that Sheik Abu had the darkest skin and was technically the older of the four.
"Our friend, Abdul Fakahni, says you have been on many adventures," Sheik Abu said.
"Yes. He says you are a great war hero!" the Sultan of Cardova proclaimed.
"He is exaggerating," Scarlett laughed.
"No, I doubt that very much. We've seen the newscast and we believe him. However, we want to hear some stories from you," Sheik Adnon uttered.
"Yes, tell us. Here's a drink to ensure that you can tell us the story," Sheik Aknon said as he poured the wine, waving she servant away.
Scarlett takes a sip on the wine and begins to tell a story about fighting Cobra on a speeding train. Each man listens intently and are in total awe of the woman. Once she finishes the story, they ask for another, and another. Finally, the sun disappeared, but Scarlett continued to talk and she had drank several glasses of wine during that time. Sheik Abdul Fakahni wanted everyone to go into the dining room, but the other rebuffed him, saying that they would rather hear the stories from a great military hero. Scarlett blushed and continued to drink as they poured her more wine, continuing with her stories.
"Please gentlemen, it's late. We should get some food," Sheik Abdul Fakahni uttered.
"Don't interrupt Scarlett!" Sheik Abu warned.
Scarlett smiled and toasted Sheik Abu. Never has she been shown so much respect from anyone inside the palace. In fact, she was having so much fun, she wished it didn't have to end, but she knew that it had to the minute she drank her wine. "Gentlemen, I think I had too much to drink. I am not feeling so good," she apologized.
"A thousand apologies, Scarlett. We should have given you water instead of wine," Sheik Aknon apologized.
Scarlett loved how the men called her by her name instead of addressing her like an object.
She was also very happy that they liked to hear her talk whereas Sheik Abdul Fakahni would often cringe if Scarlett tried to speak her mind. However, she knew that she had to retire for the evening. "I'm sorry gentlemen, I am feeling a bit sick, but it was nice to finally meet some classy gentlemen in this country," she said quickly.
"Nonsense! It was our pleasure," Sheik Adnon said.
"Wait! How does Zartan get caught? I must know!" Sheik Abu pleaded. "Please sit down and finish the story. I only travel a few times a year and I hate to go home without hearing the end of this one. Besides, if you have another one, it may make you feel better."
The female agent hadn't had much fun in the palace since her arrival and she was never treated this nice by Sheik Abdul Fakahni, so she decided to stay, and drink a little more. As she continued her story, she began to feel dizzy and she could see that the men were now all smiling. The smiles got bigger as she got dizzier, but she continued to press on with the story. Her own words begin to slur and the room begins to spin. Scarlett's vision begins to blur as she pressed on.
"Scarlett, you have an amazing body. I would love to rape it," the Sultan of Cordova said.
The drugged wine had impaired Scarlett's senses and she thought the Sultan was complimenting. "Thanks," she giggled as her reply. The woman then tried to finish her story, but forgot her place, so she fumbled around for it. As her impaired mind worked, she could have sworn that the men had dropped their pants and were busy masturbating. The smiles on their faces had changed to pure lust as Scarlett tried to continue talking. The redhead thought she was hallucinating as she downed the last drop of wine before she completely succumbed to the drug, falling into a deep sleep.
The old men quickly got up from their seats, grabbed her, and began to undress her. They then fondled her while she slept in her chair. Scarlett's tits received a lot of attention as they pretended to weigh them before pouncing on them with their mouths and tongues. The others even licked her shaved sex a few times, making the woman moan in her sleep. However, it wasn't long before Scarlett was placed onto the floor, so they could enjoy all her assets.

*****

"Oh lord. That was so silly of me to fall asleep in front of those nice old men," Scarlett moaned as she stretched her arms while her eyes remained closed. She was groggy and didn't feel very well rested. The redhead rubbed her eyes and could have sworn that she heard some slurping noises. She also felt some pleasure coming from her sex. Quickly, she opens her eyes and to her horror, she sees Sheik Abu, who is naked and busy licking her sex. Sheik Abu's green clothes were nowhere to be found. Also, the Sheik was the shortest, oldest, and the ugliest of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's elderly friends, and he was having his way with her sex.
"Good morning," Sheik Abu said in between his slurps, not even looking at the woman.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET AWAY FROM ME!" Scarlett screamed.
"That's not what you said last night," the man uttered as he pulled his juice covered face from between Scarlett's legs.
"What?"
"You practically threw yourself at us last night. We declined of course since we viewed you as a military hero. However, the law clearly forbids a woman from disrespecting a man. It also states that if a woman disrespects company by falling asleep, she does so at her peril since the men are allowed to take full advantage of her while she sleeps," he said calmly as he wiped her juices off his lips with his arm.
"I . . ." Scarlett stammered in horror as a shocked expression was plastered onto her face.
"We were technically allowed to do anything that we wanted with you, but out of respect, we did not penetrate you. Something like that should be left to the host. It's even worse to disrespect the owner of the house by falling asleep in front of his guest. That also allows him to do whatever he chooses. He did nothing last however and allowed us to lick your sex. You had numerous screaming orgasms throughout the night." Scarlett could feel her blood boil as Sheik Abu spoke," but she wasn't prepared for the next thing that came out of her mouth. "Since we did not take advantage of you fully, you now owe us a favor. You should thank us for being so nice to you," Sheik Abu said as she got off Scarlett's bed and left the room.
Scarlett was filled with rage as she touched the area of the bed beneath her sex and found it completely drenched with her juices. Her face turned red as she sobbed with humiliation and disgust. The rage was still present though and some of it was directed at Sheik Abdul Fakahni's elderly friends, herself, as well as Sheik Abdul Fakahni. Scarlett slowly got out of bed and went to her communication equipment, but before she turned it on, she remembered agreeing to obey all of the strange customs. However, she also remembered being caught with the stolen statue that was never reported to General Rinton. The General was already mad at her for disobeying customs and if the Sheik accused of her stealing, there would be no doubt that heads would roll. Besides, he probably yell at her for the current situation anyway. Thus, Scarlett simply threw herself onto the bed and sobbed.
"You have embarrasses me yet again, Scarlett," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he stood in front of her bedroom door. "Except this time, you disrespected my elderly friends, who treated you with the proper dignity and respect, even when you disrespected them."
With defeat in her eyes, Scarlett raised her head, and asked, "How should I apologize to them?"
Sheik Abdul Fakahni grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of bed. He then whispered something into her ear, which shocked Scarlett, but she quickly nodded. The naked redhead then followed Sheik Abdul Fakahni out of her room and was escorted to another room, where all four elderly friends awaited them. Scarlett then looked at them, bowed her head, and formally apologized. "Thank you, magnificent Sheiks for fondling me and liking my vagina, without taking advantage of my sex. Now, I owe you." She then looked up at them with her burning red face. The woman felt so humiliated, but was relieved when they nodded and Sheik Abdul Fakahni showed them to the door.
"My wives will now bathe you," he said as the others left the room. "I will continue to apologize to them as the leave my palace. You on the other hand need to be punished. You avoided your spanking last night as well as your spanking this morning. This is something that definitely needs to be rectified," he said as he left the room.
"Yes, your majesty," Scarlett said meekly as his wives led her out of the room.

*****

One Week Later
"Thank you, your excellency," Scarlett moaned as she received her nightly spanking. The woman was dressed in a red bodice teddy, black fishnet pantyhose, and a pair of leather black-heeled boots. The redhead was now use to wearing the outfit and was quite comfortable with it as well. She even wiggled her ass as she felt her eyes become heavy. Every night, she felt sleepy as he spanked her. However, she knew that her body was quite aroused by the spanking. Before stepping foot in Carbonia, she would have never accepted such treatment, but now after repeated spankings on a daily basis, the woman hardly put up a struggle. In fact, she actually looked forward to them. Scarlett also considered masturbation to be shameful, but when she was left alone in the shower, she found herself fingering her clit. Since she was unable to reach her friends, she had clung onto Sheik Abdul Fakahni's blonde wife. The blonde would clear the shower of the other wives, giving Scarlett some free time to relieve the tension in her body after the morning spankings. The nightly ones were more problematic since she couldn't pleasure herself since she usually fell asleep. Thus, she now associated the soreness of her body to the fact that she couldn't relieve all the pent-up excitement.
"You've been very cooperative, Scarlett," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said calmly. "I have spoken to General Rinton and your President. They are both very pleased that things are going so smoothly. That is why I have decided to allow a male scientist to arrive in my homeland. He will inspect an oil field that I will donate to the United States. See Scarlett, I am a nice man. You cooperate with me and I will reward your country."
"You did good, Scarlett. You did good," Scarlett's mind said to herself.
"He'll be arriving tomorrow, which means that I will show him around. He will also meet some of my friends. However, you will be unable to attend that function."
"Asshole. Trying to keep the women out again," Scarlett fumed to herself.
"I hope you understand."
"I do, your majesty," Scarlett said aloud.
"I also give you permission to wear your military uniform again."
"Did I do something wrong?" Scarlett asked in shock.
"No. You did something right. You will wear your G.I. Joe uniform around the scientist, but you go back to the lingerie and bikinis when we are in private, especially during your spanking sessions." Not really understanding why, Scarlett felt relieved when she heard the Sheik say that she could still wear the lingerie. "I'm a fair man, Scarlett. Please me and I will make concessions."
"You're a fair man, your excellency," Scarlett agreed as she tried to stay awake.
"Just a few more spanks. Since you're so tired, should I stop now?"
"No, your excellency. We had an agreement. If I fall asleep, you may continue to spank me," Scarlett slurred as she felt her head spin and in a matter of seconds, she simply passed out.
"Not only am I going to spank your ass, I'm going to spank your tits," Sheik Abdul Fakahni laughed as he admired the sleeping woman's breasts.

*****

Four Days Later
"You have no idea how great it is to talk to another American," Scarlett said happily as she sat on her bed. The redhead wore her infamous G.I. Joe uniform as she spoke to the American scientist, Chad Blake, who Sheik Abdul Fakahni allowed to visit after Scarlett's total cooperation. Chad was in his mid-thirties and had brown hair. He had a small mustache and a thin pair of black spectacles. His eye-sight was perfect, but he preferred the appearance that his glasses gave him. The man was medium build and loved to wear black T-shirts and blue jeans, which is what he wearing at the time.
"I would imagine," Chad replied. "The guards aren't much to talk to and Sheik Abdul Fakahni seems a bit of a recluse. I talked to the man, but mostly it was his advisors who spoke to me during all our tours. However, I did bump into some of his wives and the man had them service them right then and there, while we were in the hallway of his own palace!"
"Disgusting," Scarlett agreed. Of course, the woman didn't say a word about Sheik's antics in the shower.
"The man needs some decency."
"It's sad how all those women are submissive to him. They offer their bodies whenever he asks for it. They even dress according to his wishes. He chooses their clothes for them. I don't see how those women can put up with it. What pisses me off the most is that many of these women were respectable once, but he turned them into nothing but ornaments and trophies! Sheik Abdul Fakahni has no respect for women!"
"I agree wholeheartedly. And those outfits. For private quarters, they are okay, but in public?"
"Some of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives were models, so they are quite use to it, but you're right, it is tacky of them to wear such outfits. I for one would never order any of those types of clothing. I still say that women should think for themselves instead of pandering to his wishes and desires."
"You are wearing a tight outfit too?"
"I wear this because it's comfortable and because it's easy to move in it. I don't wear this to get people to look at me. Besides, I don't have high heels or anything."
"Some of your teammates aren't the same."
"Like who?"
"Sydney Savage wears a tight black leather outfit and high heels."
"She's a nice woman, but she just recently joined the G.I. Joe team. She's more like a contractor than a full fledged member. Besides, I cannot stand that outfit. Every man that sees her, melts before her. They become slobbering dogs and trip over each other. Those heels of hers really limit her mobility, which is why she drives or flies the vehicles. You can basically hear those heels a mile away, thus preventing her from sneaking up on anyone. And if the outfit wasn't tight as hell, then everyone would see her jiggling breasts when she moved. Shameful."
"Yea," the scientist said as he thought of Sydney in his head.
"Besides . . . that outfit of hers might as well have some scales and resemble the Baroness then. There's someone that I cannot stand at all!"
"I kind of like those outfits."
"I rather die than wear those outfits. Baroness would rather let someone else do the work than get her hands dirty. I rather do the work. I just can't stand women flaunt their bodies, but have no skills to back them up."
"I don't know, but it appears Sydney has the skills to back . . ."
"She does, but Baroness doesn't. Besides, black leather outfits like those are indecent. They are a slap to the face. I got this far because of my abilities. The United States sent me here, because they thought I would be able to do some good here, and I don't need to use a tight outfit to get my case across. Instead, I am American woman, who knows how to get the job done."
"I know all about getting the job done, I've followed the stories of the Joe team for years! I have to hand it to you and all the other women on the team. It must be hard to get respect."
"Not really."
"I think Covergirl changed her appearance to get more respect."
"She just died her hair blonde a few years back and decided to allow the natural hair color to come back. You have to respect a woman, who decides sex appeal isn't the way to go."
"What about Lady Jaye and the fact that her outfit is unzipped halfway."
"Lady Jaye is a tough woman and she doesn't need to do that. I always thought that she could be more like Jinx, but they are two different people."
"What about Lara Croft? She's pretty new."
"Yea. She kind of bought her way onto the team. She has big money and during budget cuts, it was enough to get on board. There's a woman that needs a work on her skills a bit more. Hence she hasn't been on a lot of missions lately."
"It must be hard to lead an all-women team."
"Not really. When you fight an organization like Cobra, it's easy to motivate oneself. First of all, I am fighting for peace. I fight for other people's rights and the chance to make something out of their lives. Cobra only wants to take rights away and to destroy lives."
"That's why I admire you and your teammates. It's not every day that people will put their lives on the line to defend other people. Speaking of teammates, how are they?"
"I don't know. I can't communicate with them. My communication system is only able to use secure lines and those lines aren't available all the time. When I have a clear signal, all of my friends are usually doing maneuvers, so I haven't been able to talk to them much."
"Well, if you're ever interested, you can borrow my communications system. It doesn't have an secure lines so it has a clear signal all the time. If you need to chit-chat with your friends, you're free to use it," Chad said as he glanced at his time.
"What is it?" Scarlett asked.
"Not much. It's getting late. I better read up on my notes. According to the Sheik, we'll be able to tour the site soon, so I want to get everything right. Besides, you said you had to make an important call soon," Chad smiled as he left the room.
Scarlett waited a few minutes after the man had left. The redhead sat on her bed for a good ten minutes before she figured that he wasn't coming back. Then without any hesitation, she stood up, and began to strip. Once she tossed her uniform aside, she strolled past her dresser, which was now empty of all her belongings, and opened the walk-in-closet. Scarlett then enters and walks past all the outfits that would make any lingerie store's selection pale in comparison. There was a note next to the red teddy and fishnet stockings and she knew that Sheik Abdul Fakahni had selected it for her. The redhead quickly got dressed and waited for the Sheik to enter her room.

*****
The Next Day
"I don't know, but it appears that the woman is holding her own," Chad Blake said as he watched the TV with interest. The scientist was watching a newsreel with Scarlett in her bedroom earlier. He showed her some footage from various G.I. Joe operations that were recorded by the press, but Scarlett feeling a bit bored, decided to show him some footage that he didn't have. She hooked up her laptop and played various files of recorded video for him on the TV and the man was loving it.
"I agree. Sydney Savage is holding her own in that fight with five soldiers, but notice how she is swinging that whip of hers about. She's not kicking or moving very fast. Besides, she basically unzipped her outfit to show a lot of cleavage, almost popping out of her outfit, to distract the men. Notice how their eyes are always glued onto her body and not the whip. I prefer to use my wits and fighting abilities instead of my looks to get me through a fight. I would never expose myself like that," Scarlett commented even though she had just returned from her morning spanking from Sheik Abdul Fakahni's bedroom, wearing nothing more than a skimpy negligee.
"Holy cow! Jinx is kicking butt! It's like watching an Asian Martial Arts movie! Look at those moves!"
"Jinx is amazing. She has ability and the patience to wield her skills. Notice how she reacts to the attacks. She just sits back, waits, and strikes. A very effective plan."
"How much ammo do you think she's wasting?" the scientist asked as the video changed to another female.
"Lara Croft practically bought her way to the team. I don't know her that well, but you're right, she wastes a lot of ammunition. She usually runs in with guns blasting. In fact, the only reason why we rushed into the fire-fight was because she made the initial charge when we were ordered to stay back."
"If you were ordered to stay back . . . why did you all charge?"
"Joes don't leave one of their own when they are in danger. I don't care how they got onto the team, but no one is left behind."
"Whoa! Lady Jaye has more javelins than an Olympic team!"
"They're not really javelins, but she does have a lot of them. In fact, she's the own that swung the battle. She threw one that blew up and blinded some of the soldiers, allowing us to get the upper hand. Although it felt great to stop Cobra in this battle, it felt great to liberate all those women from that slave ship," Scarlett said proudly.
"Excuse me. Sheik Abdul Fakahni is ready to see the both of you now," a female said as she knocked on the door.
"Shall we go?"
"Yea. Just let me shut down my laptop first," Scarlett replied as she turned off the laptop.

*****

Later that Night
"Chad, I have to thank you for earlier today," Scarlett said as she noticed how late it was getting.
"It's not a problem. I'm surprised that the guard had that much gall to attempt to hit on you when Sheik Abdul Fakahni was so nearby. That Sheik, although he treats his wives like crap, screamed at that guard, and pulled you away from him. I'm just surprised that you didn't beat the crap out of that guy," Chad Blake replied.
"He got me by surprise and I didn't want to break him in half. Besides, once Sheik Abdul Fakahni started talking, it would have been rude of me to interrupt. I'm sure he's disciplining that guard as we speak, so why make that man's life even more miserable? However, I think you're right, I should have decked him then and there."
"There's that typical G.I. Joe fire. You're just like the news reports say. You're as fiery as your red hair."
"I am not," Scarlett blushed.
"Oh yes you are. You don't take crap from anyone! Speaking of taking crap, I better radio to my colleagues before they bust on me all evening. It's been fun the last few days talking to you. I'll see you in the morning," Chad smiled as he quickly darted out of the room.
Scarlett waited a few minutes before stripping her G.I. Joe uniform and entering her closet. In a matter of minutes, the redhead was wearing a flyaway babydoll. It was bodice, decorated like the fur of a Cheetah. It also had lace cups, adjustable slim straps, and a front tie. The woman even wore a lace thong underneath that had spots like a tiger. Scarlett then gathered her uniform as the blonde woman entered, took her clothes to be washed, and left the room. Sheik Abdul Fakahni then entered the room as Scarlett laid her stomach onto the dresser with her ass in the air. "I'm doing this for my country. Just a few more days," her mind told her as Sheik Abdul Fakahni spanked her.

*****
The Next Day
"I can't believe you, you pompous jerk!" Scarlett yelled as she threw open the doors of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's private bedroom. The woman was wearing something that resembled swim-wear. The top was nothing more than a small red triangle strip covering her nipples as an ultra thin band of elastic, circled her and kept it from following off. The bottom was made of the same material and it just barely covered her shaved sex. "I can't believe you wanted me to wear this! What the hell?! Scarlett shouted as she glanced about in shock.
"Do you need something?" Sheik Abdul Fakahni asked as he laid on his bed, totally nude. He was busy jacking off while all around him were Scarlett's missing undergarments and clothes.
"You!"
"You need a better selection of underwear. Perhaps you might want to add crotch-less panties to your collection," he smiled.
"BASTARD!" Scarlett fumed as she stood next the bed while the doors to Sheik Abdul Fakahni's bedroom closed.
"I've sent Chad Blake away with one of my scientists. They are both at the university talking with other scientists. He will not be back until dinner time. Until then you will spend the entire day by my side. Since you only have two days left in my country, I suggest that you cooperate fully with the customs of my land. I wouldn't want to report to General Rinton or the President of the United States, and take back everything I promised because of you," Sheik Abdul Fakahni smiled as he grabbed Scarlett's bra and wiped his dribbling seed all over it.
Scarlett stood with her locked with the Sheik's, as her body shook in rage. After a few minutes, the woman's clenched fists opened, and her face was red. "Your majesty, I apologize for disrespecting you in your own home. For my grievous error, I should be disciplined," Scarlett reluctantly spoke as she dropped onto her hands and knees beside Sheik Abdul Fakahni, who had a huge smile on his face as he obliged her request.

*****

"Would you like to hold this?" Sheik Abdul Fakahni asked Scarlett as he held a black whip in front of the redhead's face.
"No," Scarlett replied.
"You know it's wrong for a woman to disrespect a man in his own home. Thus, my wife here, disrespected me by not obeying me," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke calmly as he pointed the whip at his bound blonde wife, who had several angry red marks across her back as she gripped the bed post. "I asked her to bathe you thoroughly, but she refused to clean your sex. I wanted your sex clean since it reacts so well to the whippings. Don't try to deny it, Scarlett. I know that your outfits are wet after your spankings."
Scarlett didn't reply, but her face was completely red. The woman couldn't believe that Sheik Abdul Fakahni was aware of her body's reactions. The redhead hung her head down in shame as she stood totally naked beside the Sheik since he had not offered any clothing to her yet. And since the blonde woman was the person who washed Scarlett's last uniform, she couldn't wear it yet. "Just one more day. Just one more day," Scarlett's mind reminded her.
"I will take your shame as admittance. Tomorrow, you will shower with her and myself. I allowed her to bathe you instead of having you shower with the rest of my wives. I gave you permission to use my private shower and yet you still disrespected me. Tomorrow, she will bathe you thoroughly and you will not complain. Understand?"
"Yes your majesty," Scarlett meekly replied.
"Good. However, because of your transgressions, I will not allow you to wear your uniform until later today before Chad Blake returns. For the moment, I have something else in mind, and you better wear it."

*****

Scarlett wore a sexy lace gown with a fishtail hem. The intricate black lace mesh reveals and conceals, although the back plunges extra low, showing off her entire backside except her rear. The gown went all the way to her ankles, but it was very translucent below her hips, thus everyone could see her black thong underneath. She even wore a black garter-belt and fishnet stockings with two straps keeping them together. Adorning her feet were four inch black pumps.
Scarlett also had five gold bracelets on each arm while long shiny diamond earrings, which looked like frozen icicles, hung from her ears. She even had two golden ankle-bracelets on each ankle and a huge V-shaped diamond necklace that went from her shoulder-blades to the space between her breasts. Several of the Sheik Abdul Fakahni's friends thought Scarlett had agreed to marry him, but she hadn't agreed to anything except that she would wear the jewelry, which was a gift from the Sheik. Currently Scarlett stowed away from the party, snuck into Chad Blake's room, and was busy talking to Lady Jaye on the radio.
"I haven't heard from you in so long, Scarlett. If he gave you those as gifts, you should keep them," Lady Jaye said enthusiastically.
"Sheik Abdul Fakahni asked me to marry him too," Scarlett whined.
"Hold on. Sydney just handed me a note saying that you should keep the jewelry and marry him," Lady Jaye laughed.
"Tell her she can come here when I'm gone."
"Actually, she just left the room, but did I hear you correctly?"
"That's right. Today is my last day. I will be heading home, hopefully after Chad and I tour the new site."
"Sydney has said absolutely nothing about picking you up though."
"I spoke with General Rinton about this."
"The General has been quiet lately. You know how they compare him to an old hound dog. Well, rumor has it that he has a new main squeeze, so he's been very recluse. However, Hawk and Duke have seen him and they said that you might be back."
"It's a fact! I will return home shortly. So General Rinton has a new office bimbo. He and Sheik Abdul Fakahni should get along nicely then."
"Why is that?"
"The Sheik is a chauvinist and that's just being nice."
"What makes you say that?"
"There's some strange laws here and . . ."
"It's not like the man is watching you shower in the nude or anything."
"Not . . ." Scarlett mumbled as she blushed.
"Are you letting him dress you?"
"Not . . ."
"I guess he talks down to you then."
"He just acts funny. His eyes seem to . . ."
"Undress you? I know the feeling. I think Flint does that all the time with me. Then again, Shipwreck does that too."
Scarlett paused for a few seconds, reminding herself that she was talking on an un-secure line and that she should keep things simple. Besides, in a little over a day, she would be back in the United States, where she could divulge everything without having to lie. "He treats his wives like objects, who are totally obedient to his will. I can't stand that," Scarlett finally said.
"You always had a problem with that. Perhaps the man is a just a product of his environment. It is the Middle East."
"Are you defending him?"
"No. I'm just keeping the conversation. I know you and woman suffrage and rights. There's no reason why women should be subservient to men. Our entire team is a good example of . . ."
"Perhaps you're right, Lady Jaye. He may be a product of his environment. He tries to act all macho in front of his friends, but he can be a real sweetheart in public," Scarlett embellished.
"There you go."
"Lady Jaye, I have to go now since there are so many things I need to do."
"I understand. Go jump his bones and come back. Although, we do have a training exercise a bit later. Perhaps the General will tell Sydney that she needs to pick you up either tomorrow or the next day."
"I'm hoping for tomorrow. And to make things crystal clear, I am not going to jump his bones!" Scarlett replied sternly.
"The man just gave you probably over a million dollars in jewelry. You must be doing something to make him give you that much stuff."
"I haven't done anything. I have been serving my country to the best of my ability. That's why he allowed Chad to come here and also give the U.S. a very valuable drilling site."
"Are you soft on Chad?"
"No."
"Does he hang?"
"Lady Jaye!"
"I'm joking with you, Scarlett. I know it must be annoying not to be able to speak to another American for so long. Speaking of so long, perhaps I should go now, so you can get back to what you were doing?"
"Good idea. I'll talk to you when I get back. This is Scarlett signing off," she said as she turned the equipment off and quickly made her way to the Sheik Abdul Fakahni's bedroom, where his wives left her uniform.

*****

"Please spank me," Scarlett begged. The woman couldn't really comprehend what was going on, but the spankings were now virtually as routine for her as brushing her teeth. For her entire ordeal, she has always acted like she hated the spankings, but since today was her last day, Sheik Abdul Fakahni had refused to spank her. Scarlett pouted for a few seconds before she started begging him to spank her. The redhead wore a sheer black mesh babydoll with a sequin lace hem. It was high-cut on the sides with thin straps on the side. The babydoll reached her upper thighs, but it was slit down the sides from the middle of her ribs all the way down. The black thong underneath sparkled as she swayed her ass while she hovered over his lap.
"I see no reason to spank you today. It is your last day and you have cooperated fully with the customs of my land," Sheik Abdul Fakahni replied. "I have a long day ahead of me today, so you may leave."
"Please, your majesty!" Scarlett almost sobbed. "I have disrespected you and your friends in the past. I deserved to be spanked."
"You have already cooperated and do not need a spanking . . . unless you like it?"
"Spank me, your majesty. Since it is my last day, you can reach under my clothing and touch my breasts," Scarlett cooed, trying to seduce the man.
"An enticing offer, but I cannot accept."
"Please!"
Sheik Abdul Fakahni paused for several minutes without replying. He could see Scarlett's eyes begging him as tears formed around the sides of her eyes. "You have cooperated fully with my customs. It would be wrong for me to spank you on this day, unless Scarlett, you have grown to enjoy it. If you have grown to enjoy being spanked by a powerful man like myself, you must admit it. Without admittance, I cannot in good conscience spank you," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as if he were giving a royal decree.
Scarlett gritted her teeth and her distaste for the man grew even more. She now hated the man with every fiber in her being, but her body still cried out for the spanking. The woman knew that if she left his bedroom without being spanked, she would be unable to function properly. Thus with some reluctance, Scarlett finally swallowed her pride. "Please Sheik Abdul Fakahni, I need to be spanked. I need it. I deserve it. I want it," she groaned in defeat as her face flushed with shame.
"Then you must beg for each slap."
"Yes your majesty. Please spank me," Scarlett sobbed as she felt the man's left hand slip under her babydoll and began to fondle and grope her breasts as his right hand smacked forcibly against her bottom, reverberating the sound throughout the room. "Please spank me again!" she sobbed as she felt her sex began to tingle and she begged again and again.
"It appears that you are leaking," Sheik Abdul Fakahni whispered into her ear.
"Yes I am. This is why I need to be spanked. Please your majesty, spank me again!"
By the time, Sheik Abdul Fakahni stopped, Scarlett had received fifty-five slaps to her bottom. Her body was covered in sweat and her own juices coated her thighs to his dismay. Halfway through her spanking, the Sheik's blonde wife entered the room and watched the festivities, embarrassing and humiliating Scarlett even more. The redhead's face was now as red as her hair as she remained on all fours. "My wife will shower you in my private shower today," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as he squeezed her right breast while running his hands up and down her neck and back as if he just broken a wild horse. Without saying a word, Scarlett took the blonde woman's hand and followed her to the shower.

*****

"Scarlett? What have you gotten yourself into?" the redhead's mind moaned as she pressed her hands against the translucent glass of the huge shower stall while her legs were spread apart. The stall itself could have fit at least ten people due to its size and it had several adjustable shower heads. Currently, all the heads were spraying water at the far way, filling the stall with steam, but not getting a drop of water of the women. Although not a single drop fell onto their bodies, they were both wet since they were covered in sweat. Not only was Scarlett covered in sweat, but she was also covered in bright red kisses, most of them were concentrated on her breasts and around her pussy. Scarlett, who was incredibly horny after her latest spanking session and a person who never thought she would ever let another female touch her, let alone kiss and finger her clit, was now doing just that. The woman was lost in the throes of passion as her lust built to an uncontrollable level. Her heart was beating like crazy as the blonde woman's fingers pumped in and out of her sex, hoping that she would orgasm soon.
The blonde woman for her part knew what she was doing. Her only job was to make sure that Scarlett was horny as hell. Thus, she teased her mercilessly, bringing her close, then stopping for a while, allowing her to cool down, before starting up again. She even turned the redhead around a few times and planted more kisses to her body as the proud American woman begged her to finger her. The blonde woman remembered the days when Scarlett turned her nose at such lewd behavior since she was highly against the notion of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives pleasuring each other. In fact, Scarlett wasn't very high on female and female action, but here she was, spreading her legs, begging to be fingered. "You will join us soon," the blonde woman smiled to herself as she continued her work.
"OH GOD!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni heard Scarlett moan again and again. The man was standing outside of the shower, watching the woman's body thrash about while her breasts were pressed against the glass, giving him a great view of her puffy red nipples. He watched the woman's head whip from side to side as her lips quivered with pleasure. Sheik Abdul Fakahni then imagined the hours of pleasure that he could get from her willing body. He also thought of the fun that he was about to have when his blonde wife made eye contact with him, signaling to him that it was almost time, and getting his approval.
"Remember how you begged my husband earlier, Scarlett? Beg me and I'll make sure that you climax except that you have to me why you want to climax so badly," the blonde woman whispered into Scarlett's ear.
"Sheik Abdul Fakahni's daily spankings have made me horny. I don't know how it happened or why, but I need it on a daily basis now. Don't tell him this, but there are times when I look forward to it. In fact, when he said that he wasn't going to spank me today, I almost died. That's why I allowed him to play with my breasts today. I simply wanted him to spank me," Scarlett moaned.
"What if he still refused?"
"I would have stripped and placed all the jewelry that he gave me on."
"Do you wish that we engaged in something like this earlier?"
"Yes," Scarlett moaned.
"If you knew that another woman could bring you so much pleasure, would you have fought the other wives off?"
"Probably not."
"If you joined us as my majesty's wife, would you participate in our games?"
"I wouldn't marry him."
"What if you did?"
"I . . ."
"You would be spanked and allowed to orgasm on a regular basis," the blonde woman teased.
"Perhaps I would," Scarlett giggled as she felt herself nearing the edge.
The blonde woman held out for several seconds, pumping her fingers ever faster until she knew that Scarlett was just seconds from climaxing. "If you want to orgasm, open your eyes and ask for it," the blonde woman whispered.
Scarlett opened her eyes and was about to scream it aloud when she saw Sheik Abdul Fakahni's figure outside the stall. She didn't know how long he had stood there or what he heard, but the need to climax was so intense that she was willing to agree to the blonde woman's terms. "I want to orgasm!" Scarlett screamed as she locked eyes with the Sheik. Scarlett's face became flushed with embarrassment as she climaxed before Sheik Abdul Fakahni's eyes.

*****

"Oh god," Scarlett moaned as her eyes remained closed. The redhead couldn't believe the relative ease and skill that Sheik Abdul Fakahni's hands. His hands roamed over her body, lathering her up with soap, but it wasn't the fact that he was touching her, it was the fact that his hands moved over her body with relative ease as if he had done it several times. Scarlett could feel her body come alive as his hands touched her body. The woman already had two orgasms, could feel another one coming, even if he didn't touch her sex. Scarlett's first climax occurred at the hands of the Sheik's blonde wife. Her second one was from her hands as well, except instead of just locking eyes with the Sheik, Scarlett also saw him getting a blow job from another one of his wives. The redhead was disgusted, but she couldn't take her eyes away from the scene and basically climaxed at the same time as Sheik Abdul Fakahni shot his load into his wife's mouth. Shortly thereafter, Sheik Abdul Fakahni entered the shower, and began to bathe Scarlett, who didn't even bat an eyelash even though a couple of weeks ago, she would have ripped his arm off.
"You have an exquisite body," Sheik Abdul Fakahni commented as his hands caressed Scarlett's breasts and eyes enjoyed the image of her completely erect nipples. He knew her body well since he played with it every night without her even knowing it and he could tell by her eyes that she was enjoying his attention. "I can tell that you are enjoying this, are you not?"
Scarlett didn't say a word, but her body, facial expressions, eyes, and heart rate told volumes. "Oh god. He's so skilled. He hasn't even touched my sex yet and I am about to climax. This must be why his wives are so submissive. His hands know what their bodies crave," Scarlett's mind rationalize as Sheik Abdul Fakahni's hands were pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
"You have done well to please me in the last few weeks, Scarlett. I am very appreciative. Are you sure you want to return to your country?"
"I must," she moaned.
"Your President will be very proud of you for the job that you've done here," Sheik Abdul Fakahni commented Scarlett raised her right leg so that he could apply soap onto it easier. He ran his hands up and down her smooth legs for some time before he released it. Then without saying a word, Scarlett raised her left leg as he repeated the process. Once he was done with her legs, Scarlett's body was all lathered up, so he positioned her under the nozzle and within seconds, her body had numerous little rivers of soap slithering down her body. Without asking for permission, Sheik Abdul Fakahni's hands gripped Scarlett's breasts and began to scrub the red lipstick off of them while Scarlett ran her fingers along her sex to get rid of the lipstick there. "You don't have to go, you can stay here. I know you like this. We can repeat this every day. In fact, my proposal stay stands," the man said.
"I cannot accept your marriage proposal, your highness. I did enjoy my stay here, but I must leave. I have to serve my country," Scarlett moaned yet again.
"Such a noble woman. You would have made a fine wife," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he turned the redhead around and slapped her on the ass. Scarlett quickly turned around and he handed her a towel as he turned off the water. The redhead quickly dried the man and then herself. When she went to put the towel away, the Sheik grabbed it from her, fluffed it, and wrapped up her torso with it. "Don't catch cold," he said as he tied it, slapped her on the ass, and left the stall.
A bewildered Scarlett falls to her knees and begins to sob. She tries to desperately figure out why she allowed Sheik Abdul Fakahni to do the things that he did to her. Scarlett didn't understand why she looked forward to her spankings so much. Nor could she comprehend why she allowed him to bathe her. Of course, the most frightening thing was that she allowed his blonde wife to finger her to orgasm while Sheik Abdul Fakahni watched. "What is happening to me?" Scarlett's mind raced. "Am I becoming more and more like his wives? Do all the women go through this before they settle down with him? Why does his touch feel so good? GOD! Get a grip! Thank god, I am leaving this place soon!"
To Be Continued . . .
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