You go with him (Rescued by the FBI)

Face to face with the young Sheik, you finally realize you've seen his face somewhere before. The **** they filled you with are finally dissipating in your system enough for you to think and see clearly. You think hard about where you've seen him. Then it hits you. He's one of the FBI agents you waved at earlier! But how does he want you to play this? You decide to play the passive, demure **** girl who has been fucked into submission. "I will go with you willingly, your highness" you respond.

"Excellent!" the Sheik says. He claps his hands, and two other well dressed women step forward, carrying some very expensive clothes and jewelry. "My servants will attend to your needs, then we will go. He turns to look at the crowd. "The rest of you, as they say here in America, eat your hearts out."

The two women clean you up and dress you in silk underwear and an Armani power suit. It's the first time you've ever worn something like this, and it makes you feel a little uncomfortable. But you'll live with it as long as it gets you rescued and out of the clutches of the Russian **** market.

When the two women are done, they turn to the Sheik for his approval. He smiles, and dismisses them. "You look truly stunning, my pet. Shall we go?" He offers you his arm, which you take, and he escorts you through the warehouse as the bidding starts on a new girl. You look up at the makeshift stage to see the fiery redhead, Sally Herrington from down the street, hanging from her wrists, being stripped naked by Mr. Ivanov. You never realized how sexy she looked before now. Oh well, maybe you can console her cute husband Rob if she ends up being sold?

You and the Sheik finally exit the warehouse. He says nothing until you're both safely inside the back of a long, black limo. The limo speeds away into the dark night. "Sorry the cavalry took so long to come to the rescue, Miss. I also apologize for what I had to do to you. I hope you understand that it was all in the line of duty. I had to, or else they would have suspected I wasn't a Sheik. We both would have been in danger."

You look at him, not sure if you're relieved to be rescued, or hurt because the ass fucking he gave you was an act. In a way, you kind of hoped it meant more. He was, after all, very good. "It's all right" you finally say. "I'm just glad to be out of there. But... Can I ask you something?"

"Sure" he says as he changes out of the Sheik garb.

"Did you enjoy what you did to me?" You look at him, your eyes giving away what you hope his answer will be.

"If I said no, I would be a liar" he says to you. "I'd love to do it all over again with you, under different circumstances, of course."

"When can we?" you ask impatiently.

"Slow down there! I have to make sure you're safe first. You're our star witness, after all. Once you're safe, we'll see about it." He takes out a radio. "This is agent Robertson. The package is secure, and we're enroute to the safe house. Bust those Russian thugs good, guys."

"Copy that, Robertson" someone's voice responds through the radio. "Operation Mongoose is commencing now."

"Well I guess that means we can pick up where we left off once we get to the safe house" Robertson says with a smile.

You smile at him and snuggle up close to him, laying your head on his chest. You're content to enjoy the rest of the ride to the safe house.