2 comments/ 20651 views/ 4 favorites Aisha in Venice Ch. 01 By: dan57 Chapter 01: Brad sets a trap for Aisha's husband Note from Dan57 : Aisha is a new co-author who provided me with a trove of exciting fantasies about her initial encounter with her lover Brad that we will post later; Aisha in Venice is the second book of something that we both hope will develop into a long saga. Aisha is a truly stunningly beautiful woman. You can send me comments and I will transmit her the nice ones and spare her the comments from trolls... * Aisha was doubtful if not completely desperate. Nothing in Brad's plan seemed to work. He had told her that he wanted to take Umer out of the game and she had understood that he wanted her sensual training to progress seriously. She wanted it too as Umer was totally centred on his work, perfectly content to have a trophy wife he could show to friends to make them realize how superior he was! She wondered if he even loved her. She loved him, but it was hard for her to really grasp that she loved him, but did not want him to be physical with her. She wondered if it was natural to feel that way. Rarely did he want to be physical with her, and on those rare occasions, when he did, it was always for a very short romp that always left her completely unsatisfied, as had often been the case since the first time after their marriage. She had hinted at that to him a few times, but he had either been too deaf, or too dense to care. In fact, he mentioned a few times, how sex was not really that important in a successful marriage, to him it was the emotional and mental connection that was important. He just did not realize that his wife on the other hand was learning that she was a very sexual creature. Alas, Umer just did not get it! That was why Aisha had offered herself to Brad and he didn't need to be told twice. The very pretty naive girl had landed in his bed fast, and had since no intention of abandoning the place! Brad on the other hand, had a large harem of married women at his disposal and he wanted Aisha to take her due place among the others. He had long discovered that married women were more likely to be grateful for his interest in them, more easily willing to surrender to him completely, but most of all, they could not say no to him. Aisha was getting to that point, but was not there entirely yet. She needed just a little more training, a little more of a gentle push. It had been Brad's idea, that Aisha should break down Umer's manhood, telling him how sexually unsatisfied she was. According to their plans, she would slowly increase her domination of him until, over just a few months, it would reach a point, where he would finally agree that he was a small-cocked man who was totally useless for any woman. He would have then allow her to look for a better endowed partner but after six months, Umer's self esteem seemed not to be affected at all so far. He had recently told her to take showers or even a bath in ice-cold water to calm her if she was feeling horny. He had reasoned with her that her current dissatisfaction was just a by-product of her following soap operas on the US TV. She never watched such crap programs but it was an easy target for Umer Brad had just joked that there were several ways to milk a cow and he had told her that he would take care of the problem himself. He took her by the waist and lifted her in the air as if she was weightless. She was dizzy with vertigo when he placed her on her feet on his desk; he just took off his trousers and pulled down his briefs, exposing his already erect magnificent cock to her hungry eyes. "Next time, you will improvise a nice strip tease for me but for the moment, I want you just to straddle me and impale yourself on my cock. Don't be too gentle. I want to hear you scream your brains out! I wish to explore once more the deepest recesses of your delicious pussy, just for starters and then we might turn toward more spicy treats!" Aisha had grown fond of Brad's whimsies and she would do almost anything to please him. She just hoped that his new plans would succeed, that she would be able to spend a night or a full week end or, even, take vacations in some fancy resort with him without fearing discovery by Umer, in fact living like any modern girl with her boyfriend or her lover! Her most cherished dream was when she would able to be totally open about her relationship with Brad, let Umer know about Brad. She knew it was long time away, but she really aspired to it! She wanted to put Umer in his proper place, a provider of financial and emotional support to her, as she gave in to the pure pursuit of physical pleasure that Umer could not ever emulate, even in his wildest dreams. Aisha bunched her skirt around her hips; exposing her naked pussy to the view of her beloved trainer and owner. She looked down toward his crotch to assess his position and she plunged greedily toward her prey. She parted her thighs just in time for his cock to wedge itself between her spread out thighs. She had become an expert at this game and in a single thrust, Brad was embedded completely into her pussy. She almost passed out from the ultimate pleasure she felt when he skewered her to the hilt. That was exactly how she had dreamed his forceful entry. Aisha placed her hands on Brad's shoulders and she proceeded to lift herself up until only the tip of his cock remained in her pussy. She then released the tension in the muscles of her thighs and she let gravity help her take back all his length in her hot sheath. His cock tip collided with her cervix and it was the signal for another upward lift. She needed six or seven up and down moves before she reached her first major climax. It was so easy! Why in hell did Umer never succeeded to push her to that point? She had climaxed with Brad the first time they had fucked and each time they were coupled! It felt so natural and easy! Two weeks later, she discovered on her smart phone a mail from Brad, telling her to come to his house on the double. She was to strip naked at the entrance and enter his office with just her highest heels on. He had very important news for her! When she entered his office, she was amazed he was chatting with another man with silver hair. Her years of upbringing took over and she hastily backed off. She couldn't appear naked in front of a stranger! But Brad had caught her wrist and pulled her reluctantly to his side! "Oh there you are, Aisha. This man, John Altrop is a private inquirer and I asked him to follow Umer, and he seems to have discovered some rather interesting things. The least you could do to thank him for his help would be to let him see you naked! I can tell you he has often seen stark naked girls in risky positions! Now be a good girl and smile to him!" Brad's tone made it clear, that it was not a request; it was a demand. And his face told her he expected nothing but complete obedience. John nodded but his eyes never left her body. She couldn't evade Brad's grip as he pushed her forward toward John. That was the first time she had been naked in front of a stranger except doctors. She managed to offer him a very weak smile but it had drained her of any strength! John handed her a set of photographs. "Aisha, Brad requested me to follow your husband around for a while. Brad thought it strange that he was not interested in having sex with you. And frankly, now that I've seen you in all your glory, I think that he is a waste of a man! I must add that Brad is a very lucky man!" John smiled to her. Aisha turned toward her Master and despite her mortification at being naked in front of John, she felt proud that he found her pretty enough to congratulate Brad, and that was a tribute to her owner's power. She had still not reached the point where she would accept direct compliments about her own beauty! She lowered her gaze toward the pictures that John held out. There were a man and a woman and they were naked, evidently occupied in giving one another deep pleasure. Aisha gasped! She recognized Umer and he was with another woman. These pictures were dynamite! If they ever got out, Umer would be disgraced. He would probably lose his job, as the woman was the wife of a senior executive in his company, and his only opportunity would be to return to Pakistan and find a low paid job as the scandal might get public! Brad pointed out the pictures where the couple was easily identifiable. "I think you have now all the weapons needed to force your husband to submit; just threaten him to send a copy to the cuckolded husband and he would do anything to prevent you to do it. You might also sue for divorce and have all his money as compensation for his wrong doings. The poor sod is completely trapped; I would almost pity him! Now it's up to you to make whatever you want of the situation! " Aisha felt like crying. A part of her hated Umer. Part of her was confused as to why another woman would want to sleep with her small-cocked, fast ejaculator husband. Most of all she wanted revenge! She was sure she did not want her marriage to explode for a variety of reasons, the most important being that being a divorcee in her situation would only lead to complications, not the least being constant pressure from her family to get re-married as soon as possible. And there was also the fact that she still had feelings for Umer. As strange as it sounded, other than sexually, he was not a bad husband, if only she could take sex out of their relationship completely, things would not be so bad. Brad suddenly broke her thoughts. "The woman is a friend of mine. Her name is Wanda, and I specifically asked her to see if she could seduce your husband. And if it is any comfort to you, he could not satisfy her either. In fact she found it quite distasteful to be with him!" Aisha had quite forgotten she was completely naked in front of two men. She was consumed with anger. She was grateful that Brad had done this, it made things so much easier! John said he had to leave, as he had other affairs attend to, but Brad told him Aisha might give him a nice thank you present. He had used a leering tone with obscene undertones and Aisha realized soon what he was hinting at, he wanted her to give the man a blowjob as a reward for a job well done! The old Aisha would never have done anything that crude and dirty but that was before she had discovered that she was a cheated on wife! The anger helped her find the strength to kneel at John's feet and open his fly. He didn't try to shove her away. She encircled his cock between her luscious boobs and pressed them together around his engorged prick. He seemed to like being treated so magnificently and his cock grew to maximum hardness and impressive dimension. Aisha felt quite proud to have this obvious effect on a man! She felt like Sherhazad with her prince! Already she was mentally almost at the point where saying no to Brad would have been impossible for her. Aisha lifted her eyes toward the man around whose cock she was pressing her tits. His breath was ragged and he had closed his eyes in bliss. She bent forward and took his cock into her mouth. She was rather inexperienced but she felt he was going deeper than Brad had ever done with her. She was clearly improving her cock sucking skills! She had still a long way to go to become an expert. She fought to overcome her gag reflex as John's cock touched the back of her throat, another victory for her! Then she went to work on the hard cock with as much gusto as she could manage, licking, sucking, kissing, and slurping on it. It was only a matter of time before John exploded in her throat and she dutifully swallowed all his seed, once again choking back her gag reflex, determined to keep the rich and abundant seed in her as much as possible. It seemed to her that whenever Umer came in his briefs, there was much less matter than what John provided and Brad produced twice more than that but Brad was a true stallion as far as she knew! After John had left, Brad impaled her again on his cock. It was so long and big that this time, she screamed as he was ravaging her pussy. It seemed to please Brad tremendously! Two days later, Aisha confronted Umer. She calmly spread out the photographs on the table at dinner, without any apparent anger. She looked up at him, his jaw dropping open, but he was unable to speak. "It looks like you had a nice time with Wanda! Do you think her husband will enjoy it as well? I think that if I sent these photographs to him; it would be immediately back to Karachi for both of us, don't you think so?" "No, you can't! Imagine the scandal! Please.... I could lose my job!" "What is the problem for me? If I sued for divorce, everything you now own would become mine and if I sent the photos to my family, you had better stay far from Pakistan if you want to live! I don't think my family would take very kindly to your cheating on me!" Umer didn't try to argue. He knew she held him by the balls and she would never set him free but she hadn't threatened to make the pictures public, so there was at least a faint hope for him. She probably wanted some revenge. It would be probably harsh but not lethal! He asked her with an authoritative tone that was probably out of place! "What do you want exactly, Aisha? I made a big mistake, OK, but I know you still love me! Someday, you may forgive me and everything will become as it was when we got married!" "I doubt it but I may let you off the hook... at my conditions!" Aisha said seriously. "Conditions? What conditions? Tell me!" Umer tried not to sound desperate. "First you won't ever touch me again! We will never fuck again! You will never enter any of my holes but I will be generous. You'll be totally free to fuck Wanda! if she is interested but I doubt it! Umer was flabbergasted. What Aisha was proposing was hardly anything bad for him. "Granted but for how long? You have certainly some sexual needs! "Certainly but I don't think you have fully grasped the situation! I will choose a man, an American guy who will become my official lover and he will have totally free and unlimited access to my body!" Aisha's said, her tone very normal. "You with another man? You can't!" Umer was shocked Aisha would suggest such a thing. "I can and I will! I will spend the whole nights and days with him whenever I want, and he will enjoy my body just as he wants and you have nothing to forbid me any more! You cheated on me and you will pay for it during the rest of your life. You have no more control on me! I am free of any demands you may have to place on me!" "Certainly not! I would kill you rather than allow you to such indecencies!" Umer said angrily. "Then I will send copies of the photographs to your father, your mother and all your family and then to my own family. I am sure your family may forgive you, mine won't be so understanding!" Aisha said equally angrily. Umer seemed to think for a bit. Trying to think of a way out of the trap he had placed himself into. Then he finally spoke. "No, please, Aisha! I agree you may pick a lover and spend as much time with him as you want! To prove you I am fully tamed, I can promise you he may come to our home safe and I will just offer him tea of coffee and I won't even mind if you receive him in our marital bed but don't make my mistakes public! It would not be wise to get caught!" "That is a deal but don't expect my lover to trust you so easily! I will meet him at his place! At least at first!" Aisha said, taking a sip of water, bringing the argument to a close. But, Brad had other ideas. It was a matter of what he called psychological domination and he wanted to now only take total ownership of Aisha, he wanted her husband to be thoroughly humiliated, dominated and controlled by her. He wanted Umer to feel like he was not even comparable to other men, when it came to sex. To start off the process, he held a pool party at his home to which he invited Aisha and Umer. Brad knew, that the more Umer felt inadequate, the stronger Aisha would become enslaved to him. At this time, Umer still had no idea that his precious wife had been sleeping with Brad for weeks. To Umer, it was just a pool party at a neighbour's house, nothing more than that. However, upon arrival at Brad's house, he was rather rudely surprised, when he discovered a house filled with two dozens men in Speedos. They looked like real athletes, not some fat bureaucrats like most men Umer usually met. Brad came to greet them. Brad offered his hand and presented himself as Aisha's new friend "to his pleasant surprise!" as he said. That defused the cuckolded husband's anger. Perhaps, Brad was just an innocent guy befriended up by Aisha and nothing had happened between them so far. Besides, they were in Brad's territory among his friends, best not to create a scene. As they wandered in, Aisha noticed that most of these men were visibly well hung with their Speedos very nicely filled out. Umer even though still in his shorts had lost a large part of his authority. In fact he was almost ashamed that soon he too would be in his Speedos! He didn't fill up his Speedos and that added to his feeling of inadequacy! Why the hell had Aisha brought those along for him, instead of swim shorts? It did not occur to him that he was being set up. With the greatest of trepidation, he slipped quietly into his own Speedos, trying his best to adjust his cock and balls, hoping to create at least some semblance of a respectable bulge, but failing miserably. When he emerged from the change room, Umer was astounded to see Aisha in an obscenely tiny green bikini! He had no idea she owned such a garment. Aisha decided to stay in Brad's vicinity and she had often her hand on his arm as if she didn't want to break the contact. It was very uncomfortable party for Umer, Aisha paid him no attention whatsoever, and the other guests made sure that they knew Aisha was Brad's lover, even though she was married to Umer. Of course, they did not say so openly, but the knowing looks and snickering was a dead giveaway. Eventually it got too much for Umer, and he decided to leave. He shook hands with several men around but discovered that Brad had now his arm around Aisha's waist in a very possessive gesture and she clung to his arms, defying Umer. Brad had a finger between her skin and the fabric of the bottom of her green bikini, a garment no decent wife would ever wear in public, at least as far as Umer was concerned! She clearly had no intention of following him and returning home. There was nothing he could do at this moment, just publicly admit his defeat. Aisha would stay for the night with Brad among several of Brad's friends who had been invited for the night. Umer made some lame excuses and left, happy to be out of company that made him feel distinctively small, literally and figuratively. But he was angry with Aisha, how dare she treat him like this? When Brad retired for the night, Aisha followed him. She slowly removed her garments in the centre of the bedroom and in her head; she was offering him a nice strip tease, just what he had wished for! She was slowly, almost lewdly unveiling her body before his eyes, always taking some theatrical pose when she dropped some piece of clothing, poses she had seen in some Dita von Teese trailer. Brad was certainly not impervious to her efforts and had his eyes focused on her. She felt really happy to have caught his attention. She felt like a whore in his hands but she was HIS whore and that was just what really mattered. Aisha just kept her stilettos to go to bed and she hung herself around Brad's neck for him to carry her to his bed. They exchanged a long series of very hot kisses as she relished her first occasion to go to bed for a whole night with her lover who had just completely defeated Umer. The loser had completely abandoned the ground to his better and that suited Aisha perfectly. If only somehow all the men had taken off their Speedos, it would have been so comical to see Umer's little cock surrounded by these gigantic dicks! Aisha in Venice Ch. 01 Brad switched on the TV in the bedroom and they watched the gift from John Altrop : an hour long video of an encounter of Wanda with Umer. No doubt he had been such a lousy lover as their lovemaking was rather dull and conventional. Aisha and Brad soon lost completely interest in the action before their eyes. Brad winked toward Aisha and went to a cupboard to extract a video camera he installed in a corner of the bedroom. They would make their own film and it would be much more exciting than what John had captured. Aisha gasped when she saw herself nearly naked on the screen in the strong arms of Brad. She cuddled in his embrace; this was the place where she belonged! She would return the next day, to Umer but things would definitively be changed between them. He would transfer his belongings to the guest room and she would change the lock of the door of HER bedroom. She intended to have her revenge! It was strange hating and loving someone at the same time! Only Brad would have the key of her room! Aisha could be quite vocal when, she let go and she loved thinking that Umer would hear her love screams and the creaking of the bed under Brad's assaults. The bed would never last another year if it was regularly submitted to the pounding Brad gave her that night. He gave her in just a few hours more pleasure she had had with her selfish husband in their entire marriage. Brad fucked her in the missionary position and she planted her heels in his buttocks as he rammed his cock into her pussy. She was frightened when he rolled her on her stomach but she was intensely relieved when he used her doggie style, another variation he had never used with her and she imagined Brad pounding mercilessly her back passage. Umer had never used her that way but she realized she would not remain an anal virgin much longer and she couldn't wait for Brad to make a complete woman out of her. She fell asleep much later, totally satisfied at last for the first time since her marriage! Brad had recorded their lovemaking and made a DVD with it. He just marked on the disk: Aisha and Brad, and told her he intended to make dozens of similar recordings, to watch them when he would be alone. He added she could have a copy when she would have a sufficiently secure place for her. He seemed to have other ideas also. "Perhaps we should organize a special screening for Umer to teach him how to make a girl climb the heights of pleasure?" They both laughed at the joke. The next morning, Aisha asked Brad to show her all the ways he intended to use her body. She started with what she already knew and she rode her lover's cock, then she took it between her tits and continued with a torrid blowjob. She turned inquiringly toward her lover. He laughed and told her that they were just beginning; there were infinite variations in love! He made her lick his toes until his cock was hard again, then he turned around and told her to lick his spine from his nape to his waist. Then he told her to continue and lick his ass hole. She backed away; it was too dirty an act for her! She could not do that, even for Brad. "Not a real problem, Aisha : you will come to do it on your own and even love it some day! I won't force you to do anything. Yet you will do everything that makes me happy, of your own free will!" Brad said simply. Aisha continued her exploration and on Brad's suggestion, she smeared perfumed oil on his belly and back with her toes. It was funny but then Brad told her to roll her hair around his cock. The ineffable caress seemed to please him. Then Brad bent her over the edge of their bed. He poured a good lump of almond oil into the crack of her ass and he used his middle finger to push it inside. That was very dirty but painless. Gradually, the penetration of his finger became easier and Aisha started to purr like a cat. "Soon I may replace this finger by two and then we will try my cock!" "Oh no, Brad. It's too dirty! I don't want to do that!" "There is nothing too dirty for me! You must be ready to try anything I would like. I will take you places you cannot even dream of, Aisha. And trust me, you will never be able to say no to me for long!" The conviction with which Brad said those words, made Aisha shiver. Brad had increased the speed of his finger acting now as a piston in her ass hole. She arched her back and realized she was really enjoying having a finger in her rectum. She would have told him to insert a second finger but she backed from the idea out of shame. But she tried to imagine Brad ramming her delicate ass with all the length of his magnificent cock in front of Umer. What a punishment it would be for him! Aisha gradually became more talkative as questions kept popping up in her mind all of the time, questions she would never have dared to formulate to anyone in her previous life. She had never known anybody she could trust with these questions, not even her own mother or her sisters. There were questions about herself and some more general about being a woman and the answers that had been ingrained in her mind along her upbringing just didn't fit any more in her new situation. She begged Brad to listen and maybe even advise her on the things that she wanted to talk about, Things that she felt very important to her now but she didn't know how to deal with these questions in her present situation. Brad replied he would do his best to satisfy her curiosity but she would most likely find her answers in her own mind. He would just help her find them! This new knowledge would set her free or become truly herself, and make her into someone even she would have trouble recognizing. That afternoon, she led him to the swimming pool and she calmly removed her long Tee shirt, the only garment she had put on that morning. He discovered again the beautiful shape of her body, her rounded hips and that tiny slit between her thighs that never closed, regardless of whether she stood still, walked or ran. The tee shirt had clung to her body like a second skin and when she removed it, she revealed to Brad's avid eyes the richness of her full breasts, topped by two very hard bullets. Aisha could have been a top model and she would be the focus of the attention when he would have her in a very tiny bikini on some beach in Copacabana or in the Bahamas. She lowered her head and looked at his crotch, there was a very revealing bulge there, and Aisha seductively did a pirouette so that Brad could enjoy her from any angle. She sent him a beaming smile and asked him in the most innocent voice, "Do you like what you see, Brad? She decided to postpone the many questions she still had in her mind. She was in a very naughty mood and she felt a terrible need to have the emptiness in her lower abdomen filled by something long and very hard. She quietly led Brad toward a settee at the edge of the swimming pool. He complied willingly. She knelt at his feet and busied herself unbuttoning his jeans. She pulled down his pants and his briefs, letting his already rock hard cock spring back in the open. Aisha was delighted that with Brad, her sex appeal seemed to work perfectly. She sat on his lap, facing him and she gave him an open mouth kiss. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. Her tits pressed against his chest and she wiggled her bottom until she felt his long rod finding by itself her dripping wet fuck hole. It filled her emptiness nicely. They cuddled together and they just laughed like teenagers, happy to be there, to be together! Aisha took her time to fuck Brad leisurely. He unloaded deep into her pussy and she thought that it was a pity she was on the pill. She decided that, maybe, it would be a good idea to stop now and let nature decide when Brad would knock her up. She would just make sure that her husband would never be in a position to compete. If he really wanted a baby, he could always ask Wanda! Afterwards, Aisha decided to explore somewhat more. She led Brad, still naked into the Jacuzzi. She plunged into the water in front of him and started to suck him until her lungs were about to explode. She took a great gulp of air and plunged again, swallowing him to her throat. On her fourth dive, he exploded in her mouth. She emerged immediately and opened her mouth wide to show him in triumph his seed filling her mouth. Then she ostensibly swallowed what she had in her mouth and opened it for his inspection to prove she had swallowed everything... She sprung to her feet, saluted like a military man and joked, "First salvo dispatched, Sir! Ready for the second one when you want, Sir! Aisha had never imagined she could have ever been so sexually sated, just being with Brad. She had, in fact, never felt sexier in her married life! But sex was all that tied her to Brad : both of them knew that. For a fleeting moment, she tried to imagine what it would like to be married to him, and she realized that Brad was not the marrying kind, and the same characteristics that made him a great lover, and master, would make him a terrible husband and life partner. In a way, he was the exact opposite of Umer. Still she was satisfied, and happy. She kept smiling, laughing, joking. She was on a cloud and she intended to enjoy it. She wondered if Brad would accept to accompany her to a store to select clothes for her, clothes that he liked. She was certain that Brad would have some special requirements for the choice of her clothes, a shorter dress or skirt, a more closely fitting or revealing top; higher heels for example. She decided to completely relinquish any control of her outfits to her lover : she would gladly put on clothes just to please him and her husband was no more in position to challenge Brad's choices. In fact, he would pay for most of them! She asked the question but she was quite sure of the answer. "Master; I need to change my clothes. Shall I return home or would you drive me to some shopping centre?" She wasn't disappointed when he said, "What do you need exactly?" "A dress or a skirt and a sweater, panties, knickers and a push up bra.... Anything that pleases you!" Aisha said giggling. "Of course, I will accompany you! I will choose what I like, and I like some flashy colours, neon red, bright pink or yellow! No lower than mid thigh and very low cut!" "Oh, no Master! I prefer something more conservative!" Aisha suddenly realized that wearing things like that daily was probably not going to be easy. "Tell me, Aisha! Who do you intend to please : your master or yourself? If you don't care for my wishes, you may return to your husband immediately but if it's me then we will pick up a dress that barely covers your crotch when you are sitting. I've seen one so deeply cut in the back that the top of your ass crack will show and everybody will know that you don't wear any kind of a bra when I will show you off in a club or a bar!" "A bar? I have never been to one!" Aisha said, although she had been clubbing with Umer a few times during the early days of their marriage. "Another reason to pay a long visit to one! We will stay all the night at the Horse Shoe until the wee hours and I don't want you to sit down at any time!" " As you want, Master!" Aisha bowed formally. In for a penny, in for pound, she thought. Brad always did as he had said and they went to the trendiest shop in the city. Aisha was reluctant but she submitted and tried all the outfits Brad chose for her. There were a yellow gown that went to her heels and a red skirt that was the shortest she had ever seen since she had arrived in the states; Brad had to use all his authority to force her to try a blouse that was completely see through and to emphasize her distress, she had to appear in the booth in view of several customers and attendants with no bra underneath. She was about to fall into tears in humiliation but Brad would have none of it. He loved the power he had over her. "Good, Aisha! You will be the queen of the night at the dance hall and all the girls will envy you. I told you that you were a pretty girl but properly attired, you will make all the heads turn and all the men would kill to take my place! Be proud, you have been given exceptional beauty and all the men will know it. Now we are going to a salon for gala make up. I have brought plateau shoes that will make you ten inches taller than you are and remember that this evening, you are my escort, how you behave will reflect on me, so you look totally happy and you follow my orders without argument!" At 10 PM precisely, a car driven by one of Brad's girls, the one who had volunteered to act as a chauffeur for her Lord and Master stopped in front of the entrance of a trendy bar cum club. Brad stepped out and walked around the car. He offered his arm to Aisha for her to step out in style. She clung to his arm as they entered the main hall and all the heads turned to look at the woman who was accompanying Brad. He was well known to have a flock of superb girls at his disposal but the voices stopped when they discovered how this new girl was elegant, clad in a daring very short red skirt and a breath-taking blouse that left nothing to imagination. Her tits were full, firm and proud; well separated and they seemed not to require any support. The girl had a light olive oil that made her appear really exotic, maybe Indian or from the nearby countries but she could have stared in some Bollywood film, rivalling with Aishwarya Rai as she was somewhat younger. The gossip immediately blossomed: who was this magnificent girl? She couldn't have been with Brad for long, as she would have been noticed. Probably Brad, a man well known for his stunning conquests had found her in some far away country. It just added to her mystery. The live band had started playing, and the other dancers left the floor to watch Aisha dance with Brad. Brad held up his hand and Aisha placed her hand on his own. She had tried to escape that evening, beg him to let her dress more conservatively, just let her change the top, or wear a bra under it, but. Brad had been adamant and he was her Master; she had to obey him, even if this demands were unreasonable to her. She had to obey! And obey she did, but still she could not help but feel fearful of what the crowd watching her dance with Brad would think of her, they probably thought she was a brazen, shameless, harlot. The night transformed into a kaleidoscope of faces seen haphazardly as Brad led her from slow dance to faster dances. Aisha let Brad guide her, he was her natural guide and leader and she trusted him completely. It was the same when they were fucking or when he was telling her how to behave with regard to Umer, or how he wanted her to dress! Before the pool party she had been on her way to becoming a free woman, a rebel and now she was his puppet and happy to be a tool in his hands! Aisha in Venice Ch. 02 Aisha was furious yet again! Umer had just phoned her to tell her he had to leave once more for business. Since she had introduced Umer to Brad, they had found a new routine she spent the whole week end of complete sexual madness at Brad's place then spend the work week with Umer during which time she phoned to their families then took care of normal day to day stuff. . Last week, Brad had driven her to the airport where a private jet had flown them to Acapulco and she had taken the sun on the beach with Brad on her side among the envious gaze of the other people. Brad was a very attractive guy and she would catch the interest of any man with normal hormones! Umer seemed to be adjusting to their new lifestyle quite well, even though Wanda had seemed less than willing to continue seeing him. In fact, every time he had asked her to join him, she had found some excuse to say no. As a result, while Aisha had been having a blast with Brad, all Umer could do was to pleasure himself. And actually in their day to day life things had returned to some sense of normalcy. So much so that they had organized a little party for their wedding anniversary with their friends. And now he was leaving her alone for four weeks just around Valentine's day and she would have to phone to all their friends to cancel the party! Once again, Aisha was mad. Here she was making all the effort to keep some sense of relationship alive, and yet Umer seemed equally determined to destroy what was left of their marriage. Frankly, Aisha was almost tempted to divorce him, but she decided to give it a little more time. Maybe, they could eventually reach some kind of manageable arrangement. The thought of being with Brad all the time was not too enticing to her. She preferred the excitement that came from the illicitness of their relationship. Umer had come home from work early, while Aisha was at the mall, and packed his own bags, on the way to the airport, he had called her from the taxi. How could he have done such a thing to her? With things already hanging by a thread? And Aisha wondered if he was in fact trying to get together with Wanda or some other woman. She had a fleeting thought of castrating him and putting an end to his pitiful womanizing ways. Aisha discussed with Brad about how she should react. Brad was now her official lover and her trainer for her relations with Umer. Brad assessed Aisha's situation and thought long and hard about it. He summoned his secretary Sue and had a long discussion with her. Afterwards, he called for Aisha to his office. Both women knew one another but things would be different this time. Brad gave instructions to the two women in his usual quite calm voice that made Aisha instantly obedient. If her Master had decided it, his will would be just like orders for her and Sue would be there to see that any orders from him had been scrupulously obeyed! "I think that it's time to show your husband who the boss is, who is making decisions in your marriage. He seems not to have fully grasped the idea! The time has come for you take more control of your husband. You already are quite dominant in your couple and that is exactly what I wanted, but your husband's humiliation has been rather tame, it's about time to change gears and make him understand his role in this marriage!" Aisha just nodded, not knowing what Brad was hinting at. She just knew he was controlling her completely and that she would never try to escape his sweet domination! The perfect Master had finally found the perfect slave ! "You, Aisha, are going to Venice in Italy for the Carnival. It starts next Saturday. You have just enough time to get a proper costume. I want you get used to being around other men like that, starting with me. I want you to appear really smart, upper class! When you are there, I want you to flirt openly with other men and finally pick up a new lover on odd days and you will entertain one chosen by Sue on even days. You will make sure that they will always wear condoms but; on Valentine's day, Sue will pick a guy for you and you'll take him bareback. I don't want to know whether you will be on a fertile period or not but your husband will suffer the consequences whatever they may be! Next year, you will go back if you care for it and your husband may accompany you! Just he will be there as your servant, and to see you with all those other men. "As you wish, Master!" "I hadn't finished with you yet, Aisha! There is more. I also want you to inform Umer of my instructions about you, particularly about all the lovers you will be taking on! You of course must already be aware of the probable outcome if you have sex without protection on Valentine's day but you won't mention anything about that to Umer! He may get really anxious but it will be a part of his punishment for leaving you alone like this! He should get used to it as he will face the same fate often in the future! Is that clear, Aisha?" Aisha gasped : she had never thought her dallying with Brad would lead her so far. Having sex with many strangers in a foreign city and, on one occasion, even bareback! Being asked to tell Umer, was a stunning development that could be exciting when she considered her recent relations with her husband but the mere idea that he could accompany her next year and witness her frolicking, dancing and partying with other men was unthinkable! But the idea of her wearing a princess outfit dancing a samba, a passodoble or just a slow dance with other men while her husband was standing near the service door in a lackey outfit was so exciting! She had learned these dances from videos but had never performed in public apart from a recent experience with Brad. Doing the same thing in front of Umer would certainly change many things at home! She just muttered in a shy voice . "Yes, crystal clear, Master! I will act as the most wanton slut for my whole stay in Italy and do everything you demand, even risk being bred by an unknown man on Valentine's day and have my husband care for the eventual baby! "That is the general idea, Aisha! But you will love your baby too, just as you will love the babies I or others will sire in your womb in the future! Umer, will never get any offspring by you but there are no reasons for me to suffer the same limitations! Now I want you to phone your husband and inform him of my decisions! Do not avoid any points, we are also training him to become a proper cuckold! "Yes, Master! You want to really humiliate him!" Aisha smiled. "More than you can imagine. I would like him someday to meet the man I will have chosen to breed you, eventually myself. He will chat with the guy and entertain him. Then I will want him to shave your pussy bald and prepare the bed for you, his beloved wife and your lover, spreading rose petals to scent the room. I will want him to wait behind the door of your bedroom, listening to your love making noises and screams. I hope they would be extremely piercing, real torture for him! He should also be ready to serve both of you refreshments after the man has serviced you. The refreshments should be quite strong to lure you into a second bout but I will then want your husband to place himself a plug to your pussy to prevent any leakage of your lover's precious seed! He may lift your legs high to the ceiling to help the seed to coat your eggs! I want your husband to take a very active role in your breeding!" "A total humiliation for him!" Aisha said simply "I have plenty of other ideas in store for him such as that he could also lick your pussy clean of other men's seed and help to arouse you for another romp with the guy. "Licking my pussy clean is already the only sexual contact I will allow him!" "Good! So you could soon move to the next step! Your husband should be allowed to watch you in passionate action and be dismissed only after your lover has unloaded his seedf into your pussy. You would have the next night and the day after to enjoy with your lover. Your husband would just serve you breakfast, lunch and dinner. You would summon him for drinks and tou would receive him completely naked in the arms of your lover. Are you ready for that?" "Yes, Master! It would be fantastic! I want the same thing!" Aisha dutifully dialed her husband's cell phone number, knowing full well that it would be the middle of the night for him and he would be fast asleep. A sleepy, voice finally answered and Aisha hastily delivered her message, ordering Umer to open the window and stand up naked against the wall and listen to the orders from her Master Brad. The noises she heard on the receiver were clearly haste groans as he scrambled to obey her instructions! Her husband was ready to comply! Just as she had warned him he should do. She had made it clear to him many times that she would not tolerate any disobedience from him. Aisha ordered him to take a picture of himself in that position with his phone and send it to her, which he did promptly, and Aisha was satisfied that he had indeed obeyed her instructions. Aisha then proceeded to tell him all that Brad had ordered her to. That she would be expected to entertain different men every day with a condom, she managed to use a joking tone and he laughed. Then she dropped the bomb and told him she was serious. Umer gasped but refrained from commenting. That really infuriated Aisha : how could he be so complacent when she told him she would be turning into a cheap harlot for the duration of her trip to Venice? She was quite mad at Umer, against him for accepting it so easily, she had expected some semblance of resentment from him, all she got was quite, meek acceptance. He readily needed to be treated even more brutally! Aisha was almost happy to tell her hubby that she would use condoms every day except on Valentine's day when she would receive her lover bareback. She was happy to hear him gasp again. She taunted him even more. "We should have had a party together on that day but you failed me again, now, you must suffer the consequences! Instead, I will organize later another pool party with Brad's swimmers friends and they will have all their way with me and you will be allowed to watch me with them, will that please you? "But you might get pregnant!" Umer gasped, pleadingly. "I don't care! It's no concern to you. It's all your fault! I just hope the lucky man will be black, so your humiliation would be complete! Don't you think so? Her husband didn't reply immediately but after a few minutes, she heard a faint whisper : "You are right, Aisha! I really deserved the punishment! I could have waited a few days more before leaving to this assignment!" "I think so, Umer! But now it's too late for second thoughts!" Aisha said angrily. "But please don't...." Umer began. "Don't what?" Aisha cut him off. "Don't do what you say you will..... its not a wise thing to do." Umer tried to reason, but Aisha just hung up on him. Aisha had had just the time to buy a few travel books about Venice and she read them on the plane. They would be staying at the hotel Da Bruno on the way from San Marco to the Rialto bridge. It was located well, as they would be in the very town centre where most masked people paraded for hours. Aisha was quite eager to put on her disguise. It was a rich dress, silk on the outside but with a warm lining as nights in Venice in February could be really chilly! Aisha had been flabbergasted when she had discovered all the accessories that accompanied the dress. The shoes, the copper colored wig and the numerous jewels. All of them were false but they really looked authentic and only the wife of some Moghul emperor of ancient times could have worn such priceless jewels! The golden mask Aisha would wear completely covered her face from her nose to her forehead with a golden lace cloth covering her lower face and her chin. Brad had told her that, that way, she would be able to eat and drink at restaurants without removing her mask. Her initial fears of being recognized on CNN or BBC, had been pointless as the mask made her face unrecognizable. Brad had found a marquise outfit for rent at a theatre. Aisha had tried it and it fitted nicely. She just had to wear a corset that cinched her waist and pushed her tits upward and forward in a very enticing way. She had felt really wanton with the outfit and she had wanted to find something else but Sue had opposed it. She had phoned to Brad to tell him that they had found the proper disguise for Aisha, that she would turn heads when wearing it in Venice! Aisha's own ideas were just pushed aside and she was not so much surprised when Brad told her to come to his house, wearing the dress and the wig. He absolutely had to see this noble eighteenth century lady. He just specified to Sue that he wanted Aisha to wear Oxford shoes, a three cornered hat and that she shouldn't wear any undies under her dress... Aisha was a bit concerned. She couldn't walk in the streets in a dress with deep cleavage and no undies underneath, even if the dress hem was sweeping the ground! But Brad was adamant and his hold on his trainee was now so deep that she couldn't imagine opposing him in any way! Sue obliged her by offering to go to the car and pick her up at the entrance of the booth. Aisha had to wear the strange outfit just for twenty yards but that was sufficient to attract attention and a few whistles from some passersby! Aisha jumped in the car or at least entered it as fast as she could. "My god! Your first public appearance is a success! You will be a hit in Venice! Brad will be delighted!" Sue said happily. Sue found a parking place near the Brad's house, but the short walk was slowed by several very interested people asking whether there was a film shooting nearby. A few people took pictures of Aisha in her Venetian disguise with their smartphones but she didn't care as the mask completely protected her anonymity. Sue had told her ward to take the warm cape that went with the outfit as the weather was rather cold and Aisha really enjoyed the cozy warmth. Sue knocked at the door, and Brad opened the room door. He first pressed Sue against his chest and dropped several noisy kisses on her cheeks and a last one straight on her lips. Sue kissed him back and they chatted happily. Aisha knew Brad had many women in his harem, and was not surprised by the display, she just stood there quietly. Brad then turned toward Aisha and his eyes sparkled with delight. He glanced at her from toe to head. Aisha felt as if he was undressing her with his eyes. He bent down and reached for her hands and kissed it as Aisha had seen it in pictures. The effect in her mind was just extraordinary! Aisha felt exhilarated, a lady from the high society and she almost forgot she was naked under her dress! Brad helped her out of her cape and led both girls to his plush suite. "I am sorry, Aisha, Sue had told me she had found a suitable outfit for you, not that she would come back in the company of a princess! I would have at least put on a tie. I think you'll deserve a good spanking for this omission, Sue! Or even better, Aisha, you are going to strip Sue naked from the waist down and help her to lie on my lap, ready to be spanked! "As you want, Master!" Aisha tried to keep the surprise out of her voice. Aisha had never stripped another girl naked let alone, in front of another man, even if it was Brad! But she had been issued strict orders and she wouldn't dare disobeying! She undid the belt of Sue's skirt pulled the zipper in the back down and helped her Master's secretary out of her skirt. Underneath, Sue had red suspenders with black stockings and a tiny red G-string. It was conveniently placed above the suspenders and Aisha just pulled it off. For moment she thought how easy it was for Sue to dress like that underneath, like a tart ready for action, but then she remembered that she was totally naked under her dress! She was probably an even bigger tart than Sue! Aisha blushed in shame. Brad noticed it and decided to torment her some more. "Aisha, tell me what you are thinking about Sue's suspenders and stockings! You know this is how she dressed underneath all the time, at my orders!" "Oh, Master, it's seems so indecent! I could never imagine being like that, though the eyes of the world will never see me even if I was, it seems so sinful!" Aisha said. "I see, and thank you for your frankness but I happen to differ completely! So before leaving to Venice, you are going to buy underwear just like this, and I want you to wear them every day from now on and I am quite sure that in a month or so, they will feel quite natural to you. Throw away all your old underwear, it's worthless, too tame for my liking!" "Yes, Master! As you wish!" Aisha said simply. "That is a good girl! I just wonder how your husband will react when he discovers that you wear whorish underwear, the kind that is meant to seduce men?" Brad laughed. "I will just tell him you ordered me to wear it! And that is why I am happy to do so!" Aisha said firmly. "That suits me perfectly, Aisha! Now, peel these stockings from Sue's legs and let me discover her milky thighs! They are beautiful!" Aisha hastily rolled the shiny fabric along Sue's slender legs but Brad told her to make it real slow and caress Sue's legs with the tip of her fingers. Aisha felt the contact to be extremely sensual and she took deep pleasure in it! She realized then she was out of breath from the excitement. Sue had taken position for her spanking on Brad's lap but after just two hard strokes, Brad told her to stand and lean over an armchair with her dress bunched around her waist, her legs spread apart. As she obeyed her Master's orders, she was quite aware that her pussy was provocatively displayed with nothing to cover it. She wasn't accustomed to being so lewdly exposed but her Master clearly wanted it! Besides she was used to Brad making all sorts of demands from her, and it's not like he had not seen her pussy before, So she just looked for the most comfortable position until Brad turned his attention toward her at last! Now he started spanking her as hard as he could. Aisha turned her head slightly to look at Sue's buttocks. Their colour had turned to flaming red as Sue started to sob discreetly. Brad stopped and looked at Aisha, she saw the look of lust in his eyes, and knew it was her turn now, he was done with Sue for the moment. "Aisha, pull up your dress, and lie down on the carpet!" Brads demand rang in Aisha's ear. Aisha did as ordered, feeling a little fearful and the occasional guilt she felt at times. Her legs were spread out, and she was a little aroused. As Brad, walked over to her and started playing with her pussy with his expert fingers. She had been already fucked many times by Brad and she knew that he intended to use her body once more but that didn't lessen the shame she felt at times (times which were getting rarer, but this was one of those rare times), he wasn't her husband and she shouldn't allow him to use her body ; she was the proud scion of a much respected family but she couldn't help it, and when he placed his forearms under her knees to aim his hard manhood toward her dripping wet pussy, she just whinnied in anticipation and humped forward to align the tip of her master'ss cock with the entrance of her pussy. Brad just had to push his cock forward and he skewered her to the hilt with no real effort. The totally drenched state of her pussy made Aisha blush red, she knew she shouldn't enjoy so much Brad's entry but she couldn't help it. Aisha didn't need to check to be sure he hadn't put on a condom : he never did when he played with her. Her instructions were to protect herself only when her husband came to fuck her! And that had not happened for a while yet, and would probably never happen again. Aisha in Venice Ch. 03 Chapter 03 Aisha's encounter at Paris airport When Sue asked him if everything was all right, because something seemed to be worrying him, Kyrhan replied, "Oh, nothing of real importance, Sue! Just my wife will return to India in a month and I feel lonely without her..." "But I was told that you had a dozen girls in your harem." Sue could not help remarking, how could such a man ever be lonely, she wondered. "Twenty one for the moment but most of them are just married friends who happen to live in my house with their husbands. They just play the roles of the many, pure wives of my ancestors mainly for the benefit of the customers of the hotel my wife has built on the ruins of my family's former palace! But I will admit it's nice to appear to some public ceremony accompanied by some extremely beautiful women with magnificent attire and jewels." "Would it help if I presented you some very pretty girl? I just hope that you are not too prejudiced against Pakistanis?" Sue said thoughtfully "I always do everything I can to maintain peace with our neighbour! I still think that the divide of the subcontinent was a terrible mistake. The Mahatma fought against it but he wasn't listened! I hold no prejudice against Pakistani people, I can tell you!" Kyrhan sipped his drink and looked back at his work. "Then let me present you my very pretty friend Aisha!" Sue said, and motioned for Aisha to join them. Kyrhan jumped up when Aisha walked toward them. "Lady Aisha, you friend Sue tried to mislead me completely. She announced some very pretty girl and here I discover a princess whose beauty would have adorned the palace of some emperor!" Kyrhan smiled. "Thank you for those kind words, Your Highness." Aisha smiled at Kyrhan. "But I hardly think I could compare to the beauties that are present in your well-known harem! I am sure I would be hardly something special there." That was an idea that had sprung into Aisha's mind. She scolded herself for her impetuousness, the Prince would think she was offering herself to him but she wasn't a cheap whore! He considered her then replied with a large smile. "Certainly, Aisha you would make a most welcome and indeed lovely addition to my household, but I don't have a true harem, just I just put up a few pretty girls and their husbands in the private part of my family palace!" Now that she was facing Kyrhan, Aisha let her eyes assess the frame of the man facing her. He was very tall, six feet and ten inches approximately with a broad chest and wide shoulders, a really fine man, the kind of very strong men that would instinctively attract most women. Aisha could feel a naughty tingle between her legs, as she examined, the stallion before her eyes. He was rather old, probably in the late fifties or early sixties but his chest and arms bulged with muscles, he must exercise daily and she gasped when she noticed the bulge in his trousers. Kyrhan must be really well endowed, she thought, and she wondered how much bigger he was than the steward who had driven her to the heights of pleasure on the flight over. She wondered if Kyrhan was perhaps too big for her to accommodate! No! Aisha berated herself for thinking like a common tart! Kyrhan was terribly attractive but he had never made a pass at her, just made innocuous compliments about her beauty. She smiled to him and realized that it was the first time she had accepted a direct compliment without blushing! Perhaps, she should tell it to Brad. He would be really pleased with her! Aisha did not realize that her gaze was still focused on Kyrhan's crotch. He followed her gaze and discovered what interested her. He genuinely smiled to her. She blushed in shame but he whispered, "Don't worry, Aisha! Many girls share your interest! Some of them confuse me as some bodyguard or are afraid that I could be just too big for them. Many girls; some of them much smaller than you are, have found a very deep and personal interest in me. If they are as beautiful as you are, the interest might be reciprocal! None has ever complained that I am too big for them, but they would be so widely stretched that they couldn't enjoy sex with other men for some time. They have even been able to take me in their back passage!" Kyrhan remarked quite matter-of-factly. Aisha bit her lip in thought. Kyrhan in her back passage would certainly be a challenge, but she was not sure she wanted him to take her anal virginity. "I am really tempted, Your Highness, but I would prefer to offer my anal cherry to my current lover Brad! If we ever meet again, perhaps then we can have a go at it!" Aisha laughed a little nervously. Aisha wondered what she was thinking; she was almost offering herself to that man and she had just hinted that on their next meeting, she could follow him into his suite or even his bedroom! And to make things worse, she didn't have the slightest remorse about her husband Umer. He was, just as Brad had said once, her money provider and her emotional support, he had completely lost any importance on the sexual side while there were plenty of fine hunks of men available, so why bother to meddle with some early ejaculator and nearly impotent guy? Kyrhan seemed not very happy with Aisha's decision. Her natural caring, feminine instinct took over. "Besides this lounge is hardly a suitable place! Perhaps we could find a more secluded place so that I may prove you that I am worthy of your attentions." Those few words ignited a fire in Kyrhan's eyes. He turned toward her. Force lines suddenly seemed to radiate from his body. "You're dead right, Aisha! I should have thought of that without you mentioning it. Just let me make a phone call!" Kyrhan took his cell phone, and swiftly dialled a number. He started to speak in French then switched to English so that Aisha could follow the conversation. "Commissaire Martin? This is prince Kyrhan of the Indian government. I would need your help! I am with the wife of one of my US business associates. She is very tired and feeling a little unwell after her long flight over, would it be possible for you to find her a suitable place, for her to rest for a bit, some place away from the crowd? I would consider it a personal favour" Not five minutes later, a man in uniform arrived. He had a photograph of Kyrhan in his hand. He went directly to him and saluted. "Your highness, Commissaire Martin told me to escort you to one of our quiet rooms where pilots rest on lay over. It is not being used at the moment, and you may sleep undisturbed there." The officer led them through corridors and opened doors for them. When they were arrived, he saluted and inquired about their plane schedule. He promised to come back in time to escort them back to their gates and he left. Kyrhan turned toward Aisha. "Here it is, Aisha! I hope you like your accommodation?" "Certainly, Prince! Would you please give me a few minutes to make myself comfortable?" Aisha took in her surroundings. "Of course, Aisha! Please take your time." Kyrhan said kindly. Kyrhan was amazed when Aisha turned toward him, and helped him out of his business jacket. She looked at him straight in the eyes and, very calmly, as though it was completely natural to her, she unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. She pulled his trousers down. Kyrhan was now just in socks, shirt and boxers. Aisha unbuttoned his shirt and knelt at Kyrhan's feet. She knew that Kyrhan had a high sex drive, and with no female companionship, would welcome some pleasure from Aisha. She took the waistband of Kyrhan's briefs between her teeth and pulled them down. It was a gesture she had seen in a film and she had hurried to do it, not caring or having second thoughts about such a whorish action. Her mother would have had a heart attack but Kyrhan seemed to enjoy the situation, the bulge of his cock has grown to enormous dimensions as she let the briefs plummet to the ground. Aisha stood up and proceeded with the same haste to peel off her own clothes. She needed just two minutes before she stood stark naked in front of the Indian man. "Your highness! I know your boarding time is not too far, so perhaps now is not the best time for me to offer myself to you completely, but would you allow me the privilege of pleasuring you with my mouth? I am sure I am certainly less experienced than most of your harem girls but I am eager to learn! Please, be my teacher today, I want to learn how to pleasure you this way!" Kyrhan didn't need to be asked twice, he immediately lay on the bed his legs open, his giant erection proudly hard. Aisha marvelled at its beauty. Truly, she thought a big penis is a beautiful sight. Her objective was pretty obvious, she knelt between Kyrhan's legs and started to lick, kiss, and suck him with all her heart. Kyrhan groaned in pleasure and she redoubled her efforts. Kyrhan's cock was really huge, much bigger than Brad's that completely dwarfed Umer's! So lost did Aisha become in her activity that she forgot how long it had been, when, Kyrhan suddenly exploded in her mouth. She tasted his cum; it was a heady brew with a taste a bit like chestnut with a little salt. Aisha decided she loved it and she swallowed it all, well at least as much as she could, as Kyrhan seemed to have a never ending stream, that despite all her best efforts flowed out of the corners of her mouth and dripped down her lips and chin. Kyrhan tasted distinctly different that Brad, where Brad tasted mellow and bit salty, Kyrhan was saltier, and she thought thicker. She wondered what Umer might taste like, probably tasteless, she thought. Yet, miraculously he had not gotten soft! He was as hard as ever! Kyrhan had still some time before he had to leave, so Aisha turned around and placed Kyrhan's cock between her buttocks but not letting him enter her. He was so big that she would never have been able to accommodate him into her tiny puckered hole! She turned around again and offered the Prince the crack between her opulent tits. He started to tit fuck her as she pressed desperately her breasts around his cock. Each time he pushed forward, the tip of his cock burst towards her lips, and she gave it a long lick. Soon Kyrhan exploded for the second time in a row and coated both of her tits with a huge load of hot sperm. Kyrhan plunged on them and licked Aisha's tits clean. His tongue was so much cleverer than Umer's! She closed her eyes in bliss, throwing her head backward to offer more completely her breasts to the Prince's tongue! Some people keep thinking that getting oral sex is an act of domination, but here Kyrhan was certainly the true master and he performed oral like a lowly servant. Aisha's certainties took a major blow at this moment until she understood that what mattered for Kyrhan was just the intensity of the pleasure he offered to his partner. Umer should take lessons from him! If she had married such a caring man, she would still be a faithful and totally satisfied wife! Aisha had been lucky that Kyrhan had to leave soon! Otherwise, she would probably have agreed to follow him to India before entering his harem but she certainly would not have taken Umer along, She did not want his presence there, it would only serve to hold her back! Being a harem girl to Aisha meant being definitively away from Umer but in this case, she pledged to herself that she would dedicate her body totally to Kyrhan! They reluctantly put on back their clothes and the officer came back as he had promised. Before leaving, Kyrhan gave Aisha his card, telling her to contact him and come to visit him in India, with a companion of her choice anytime she wanted. She could spend a week in his harem to meet his other girlfriends and then, they could travel to Shimla in the north of India. He would gladly organize a tour for her in the Himalayas. Aisha would have loved to accept the proposal but she was now too well trained to take a decision of that nature, without referring to Brad. She was already imagining herself double teamed by Brad and Kyrhan who would teach her how to manage a threesome with two men and a single girl or, why not, a foursome with another male in addition? Aisha got a little excited, just thinking to it! At least, one thing was perfectly sure, Umer would never come along! Aisha was quite proud when she made her report to Sue then directly to Brad on the phone. He congratulated her and told her he would contact Kyrhan and arrange a date for their travel to India. It would be something like a honeymoon trip for them! The mention of a honeymoon sparkled fireworks in Aisha's mind, she did not really love Brad. He was just a very convenient trainer and lover, nothing more! She still loved Umer even if he was an undeserving son of a bitch! And it felt strange, that she would still have feelings for him, but she did, it was almost as if she could not imagine life without him, even though her present arrangement of taking on lovers was clearly unnatural, and smacked of her being cruel to Umer, a man she still harboured feelings for. Aisha always felt confused when she thought of these things : she just could not answer why she felt this way. Aisha decided to change her wrinkled clothes to arrive in Venice in style. She put on some of the new slutty undies that Brad had ordered her to buy, a half bra that did not fully cover her nipples. In fact most of the fabric was see through lace that didn't really cover anything and an equally lacy suspender belt with six straps. She had decided not to wear any panties, not even a G-string. From the airport, they took a motoscaphi, a motorboat, to town. Its sumptuous interior was covered with mahogany. They were alone in the boat with the driver in the front. Sue told her friend that she was getting really horny that she would need some release. She joined Aisha in the back of the boat. She opened one of her bags and rummaged into it. She fumbled somewhat and groaned in triumph before advancing into the light to show Aisha the reason of her groans. Under Aisha's bewildered eyes, Sue exhibited proudly her completely bunched up skirt and, emerging between the folds of her skirt, Aisha discovered a long and thick rod. Sue explained it was a double-ended dildo; one end has been moulded on the cock of Sue's husband. It was presently shoved to the hilt into Sue's pussy. The other end had been moulded on Brad's cock. Sue offered Aisha to share it. The Pakistani girl's first idea was to decline the offer but Sue seemed really in need. She had watched Aisha with the steward then had witnessed the meeting with Kyrhan and she had gotten really horny! Aisha had grown fond of Sue and she decided to help her get her release! The fact that they were in a boat and easily observable by the driver did not bother either of them. Aisha had no panties to get in the way, so she simply straddled Sue's pussy and impaled herself on the protruding shaft of the double dildo. It felt really like Brad's manhood, just a bit stiffer and less warm but she soon felt back at home, safe in the arms of her master. Sue started to move her makeshift cock in and out of Aisha's pussy. Aisha was soon on the verge of a major climax when Sue French kissed her. Aisha's first idea was utter disgust but finally Sue really knew how to kiss and Aisha answered by kissing her back! Sue orgasmed violently and Aisha swiftly followed suit. They remained in each other embrace, watching the palaces on both sides, some of them had been restored recently and other ones were still under repair. Aisha was still on top of Sue when she reflected about the sudden changes in her life that occurred during the past few months. It seemed that events were accelerating tremendously! Where would she be in six months? One thing was sure; there was no turning back for her. She didn't want to be again a brainless toy in Umer's sexually inept hands. They disembarked near the Rialto bridge and proceeded through the narrow lanes to their hotel. They gave their passports, to the reception and went to their bedroom. It was wide and quiet, cosy and warm. On the way they, had seen several masked people. Sue proposed Aisha to put on their outfits and try them on the passersby. The people at reception applauded when they saw Aisha in her disguise. They took a long walk on the lanes toward the Ospedale (Hospital). Venice is a city where you get lost quite easily but it's rather small so you find your way again relatively fast! Just a large road could lead to a large bridge that gave way to a narrow vaulted passage that had no way through, rather disturbing for Americans! Aisha also discovered that walking with a mask is rather awkward with lateral sight almost completely blanked out. She had a fleeting thought for the women in her own country who wandered in burqas with similarly limited sight. It's virtually impossible to find your way except quite near home, a sure way to prevent women to stroll around freely. And just as she started to manage the challenge, Sue dropped another bomb. "I think its time to find your lover for today, Aisha!" "You forgot prince Kyrhan!" Aisha said, as she struggled to walk. "Certainly not, but you asked him as a bonus, so he doesn't count! Now you must find a lover for today on your own! Besides, you told me that Kyrhan just used your mouth!" Sue explained. "Oh! Come now Sue, that's not fair!" Aisha complained, but more for the sake of appearances than any real conviction. "You cannot have it both ways! He didn't meet Brad's requirements!" Sue closed the subject. Aisha bowed down. Fortunately, for masked people, contact is relatively easy. Non-masked tourists stop to take pictures and masked people stopped to get photographed. A man passed by and stopped in his tracks. He offered his hand in a natural gesture. Aisha handed hers in return and pressed his hand. The man brought Aisha's hand to his lips and kissed it. Aisha left her hand in the man's hands and he took it for what it was : a silent invite! The man took her hand and led her into a very narrow lane. Sue followed just a few feet behind. The lane ended in a portico with huge columns overhanging a narrow canal. The man pushed Aisha against the nearest column. He bent down and took the hem of her dress and passed it over her head. Aisha was now totally in the dark. She fumbled in her purse and she handed the man a condom. He covered his cock with it and without bothering with any foreplay, he opened his fly and shoved his condom-covered cock into her tight sheath and somewhat dry hole, as she was not fully aroused yet. Aisha gasped but did not try to resist, that was just what she had wished for! The man's cock was soon embedded pretty deep into her pussy. Then he started to fuck her really hard. Aisha was shocked, the man had not even exchanged a single word with her and here he was using her like a true tart and even a tart would have talked a little with her customers! He was pounding her pussy faster and faster. She finally felt the condom stiffen, get warm as it filled up. Aisha's mission was accomplished! The man pulled out, removed his condom and emptied it on Aisha's thighs before disappearing. They then went to a restaurant enjoy some tasty Venetian fish soup but their adventures were not finished. They put on back their masks and walked toward their hotel through now totally deserted lanes. As they passed a small picturesque bridge, two men stood in their way. The women started to frolic playfully with the two men, flirting without speaking, inviting them without talking, offering themselves by simply their body movements, no words needed to be exchanged! It went on that way for a while, before the men had had enough, they pushed the women into the parapets. The man who was interested in Aisha discovered that she had no panties. He swiftly pulled down his pants and less than a minute later, he was balls deep into her pussy. She had barely time enough to hand him a condom for her protection. Sue had been pushed toward the other parapet and the man seemed disappointed discovering she was wearing a G-string... The man hastily ripped off the tiny garment and shoved it into Sue's mouth, effectively gagging her just in case she tried screaming to get help but Sue had no intention of doing so : she enjoyed too much being fucked in the open in Venice. She just would have loved to keep a picture to remember this exciting moment! When the two men had cummed, they calmly peeled off their used condoms and asked the girls if they had fresh ones.