Branding

Kelly sat next to Farid as she was told, and Mimi moved to sit facing them. Mimi was wondering whether Farid had already made an Arab baby in her, she wouldn't know for weeks for sure. She wanted to be pregnant to him, she needed an Algerian baby; to be a white, french christian mother of an Algerian, Arab Islamic baby would spellbind her, it would enchant her and declare her subjucation to Farid and all Arab Muslims. She wanted it, and begged in her heart for Farid's sperm to be strong, to completely overwhelm her french whiteness.

Now Mimi looked with pride, lust but also a little guilt at Kelly, her cheeks burning red, hands on her lap, looking back at Mimi, anxious, nervous, next to Farid the seventy two year old Arab master, whose eyes were closed in thankful prayer.

Farid told Kelly to lean over to him; she did so, confused as to his meaning or intention. She thought he wanted to kiss her but no kiss was forthcoming. She changed position from sitting to kneeling on the settee and leaned across to Farid, who hadn't moved. He wanted Kelly to move to him; he did not move, as he was in control.

Kelly kneeling by the side of Farid, leaned across him and put her arms around his neck for support, and Farid did kiss her, but not on her lips, but on her flawless, beautiful white neck. He brushed some of her golden, blonde hair away. Kelly quickly pulled her dress up a little for comfort, exposing her gorgeous thighs though Farid had little interest in her thighs at present, his hands were on Kelly's shoulders. Mimi however, marvelled at Kelly's beauty and caressed her naked christian pussy to think of this blonde french beauty to be under Arab control.

Farid opened his mouth as wide as was comfortable and placed his teeth on Kelly's neck; Kelly shuddered with lust for him, she surrendered to him. Farid slowly planted his teeth on her and began to bite, sucking her at the same time. Kelly moaned and instinctively pushed her bum back. Her natural urge was to receive him, but he wasn't going to penetrate her white pussy, he was penetrating her will, her white, french, christian defences as he had been taught to, but also as his nature directed him to do.

Kelly knew not to move her neck, Farid bit her and sucked hard, enjoying his control, holding her still; Kelly bum squirmed and puckered and her pussy puffed up and her vulva opened, she desperately to caress herself, despite the growing pain, his teeth were in her, would he draw blood? Fuck, it hurt but fuck, she loved him for him, she was an Arab's bitch and she was his! Farid drew his teeth away and licked her neck where his teeth marks now were, clear on her white skin, Kelly turned to him, tears in her glazed eyes and she kissed him, gratefully, lovingly and submissively.

Mimi, her right hand up her skirt and her left hand on her bra was pleasuring herself, white **** as she was, loving to see Kelly capitulate to the Arab.

Farid turned Kelly's head back and bit again, sucking hard and enjoying Kelly's yelps and moans, the sound of a white woman, a christian white women, succumbing obediently was of the upmost bliss to him, her skin was beautiful, white and pliant. She was in a frenzy, her cunt was now leaking, her panties were soaked and despite the pain she pushed closer to Farid, she wanted to feel him on her.

Farid drew his mouth away and looked at her neck satisfied, the blonde was branded, all would know she was property. He looked at the squirming, wanking Mimi and smiled. Two white, french women, fifty years his junior, fully trained, paradise.

Farid told Kelly to be seated and the blonde, shattered, exhausted and holding her neck which stung with the pain from Farid's teeth, sat next to him. Despite the pain she was bathed in rapture; an Algerian Muslim had just branded her as Arab property. She loved it.

Now, Farid turned his mind to the important task; ensuring the successful Arab breeding of a white, french beauty. He looked at Mimi.