The tent of the Bedouin
by Bedouin
Part 9
The sleep that had overcome miel pulled her downwards. She had felt as if she
had been drawn into water, sinking quickly and peacefully to a darker and
quieter place. Her body relaxed immediately, the weariness washing away as the
soft current of her breathing flowed.
It was many hours before miel began to surface, the ocean of sleep keeping her
in its depths, occasionally, she would near awakening but the comfort of her
rest drew her back.
She eventually began to stretch her limbs with reluctance, still tempted to rest
a little longer, she would have too, if her mind had not woken and begun its
busy interruption.
miel blinked her eyes open and tried to remember where she was. The memory came
quickly and she opened her eyes wide. Without rising she looked around the
chamber, it was dimly lit with nothing but scattered pillows, rugs and wall
hangings to be seen. She noticed that the room was completely silent and
strained to hear, the only sound to meet her ears was that of her own soft
breathing.
Aware that she was alone, miel began to review her situation, taking advantage
of her peace.
She quickly began to think of escape and, just as quickly, cast out the idea.
crystal had told her of the numerous guards, miel had seen the savage beating
and punishment that had been meted out to the disobedient guard. Her ordered
mind rapidly assessed that she would achieve nothing by fleeing, it would take
subtler means if she were ever to leave this accursed tent.
So, lying quietly on her soft pillows, miel thought of what had occurred
recently and how she might use any clue to assist her in her plan.
She let the memories tumble into her mind, how she had been fixed onto the two
phalluses on the chair, left there as the intruders had trembled inside her, how
she had shocked herself by orgasming strongly. miel bit her lip with shame as
she recalled how the Bedouin had been watching her, how he had lashed at her
with his whip....
Unconsciously, miel touched where the crop had landed, tracing the slightly
tender flesh with her finger as her thoughts continued to race.
She recalled crystal's treatment, her punishment for masturbating, those
terrible weights, the harsh twisting of her flesh and how the Bedouin had filled
her sex and anus with those burning balls of ice!
miel began to flush as she remembered with guilt how she had almost enjoyed the
sensations of the freezing water melting inside her.
It was at this time that miel erred, her normally disciplined mind wandered, too
curious to concentrate. One of her hands snaked down between her thighs, she
thought she should touch herself, there, on her sex, to feel, she told herself,
whether she was swollen or damaged. There was only a vague throbbing but she
would need to check.
She found it strange to feel her sex smooth, shorn of her normal soft thatch of
hair, she paused and explored the soft mound of flesh. As her fingers neared
her lips she felt the soreness increase and she probed softly, with only a
little horror did she realise that her clitoris was swollen, increased in size,
she even gasped when she found that it was beginning to peep out from beneath
its hood.
She brushed it very softly and found that it responded by tingling madly, it was
like touching one of those exotic flowers, miel thought, the type that shrink
and grow when caressed. She knew that she should continue her inspection but
the sensations were nagging at her curiosity.
miel began to circle her clitoris with her finger, adjusting pressure to gain
pleasurable sensations. '' I must stop! I have to think of a way out of here!'
she told herself. Another, calming voice told her 'Yes, in just a moment... I
know I should but...'
miel parted her thighs more to allow her hand to move in long, languorous
strokes. Her fingers wandered to her labia, they were puffed and swollen, she
brushed them gently with her fingers to comfort them. 'That damned Bedouin!'
she thought, as she tugged at them 'His damned ice, and that tight clamp!'
Vivid images flashed through her mind, miel stroked a little harder at her lips
and moved her thumb to maintain pressure on her clitoris.
Blood filled miel's labia, making them ache, she had opened her knees wide as if
displaying her sex, wanting it to be accessible. As her knees had parted, so
the lips of her vagina had opened, her entrance glistened with moisture, miel,
with a gasp of anticipation, slid one long finger inside herself.
Her eyes were closing, half-lidded with desire, she knew that she was beginning
to move her hips slightly to meet her own thrusts.
The voice began to rage.
'Stop, stop now!' it screamed at her 'You don't do this, you never do this!'
miel tried to ignore it, her breaths increasing in pace.
Guilt nagged her again, ' You are a quiet, gentle girl, you don't belong here'
the voice reasoned 'You must think of escape!'
miel nodded, and increased the pressure on her clitoris.
'In a moment' she whispered
'He beat you, he is a monster miel! He has you naked, his prisoner! Remember
how he hurt you with his whip!'
miel let out a sob as the image came to her, a fountain of her liquid gushed
onto her busy hand, she quickly rubbed it over her smooth sex, using it to aid
her masturbation.
'Please miel, please stop, try to see sense' the voice pleaded.
But miel was lost, her selfish desire overcoming any reason. The voice seemed
only to increase her need, guilt urging her on to explore where her mind had not
let her go before.
She tried to control her breath, knowing how quiet it was in the tent, she kept
her sobs low but feared that she would lose control and bring attention to
herself.
The voice tried again.
'If you don't stop, miel... you are doomed! You are playing his game, he is
probably watching you right now!'
The thought made miel open her eyes and gaze around the room rapidly, she saw
nothing and her hand did not even pause between her legs.
'Let him see...' she laughed to herself, increasing her strokes 'I am no weak
woman that he can just take as he wishes!' The empowering thought delighted and
emboldened her, miel's hand became a blur.
'He will damn you miel... ' the voice began
miel interrupted herself 'No, no.... He saved me.....'
She erupted, her juices cascading over her hand. Guilt disappeared, unable to
contend with the stronger emotions coursing through miel. As the ripples of her
orgasm shuddered through her, miel stroked herself gently, knowing how to elicit
every delicious shiver. She gathered her moisture and massaged it back into her
flesh as if it were a soothing unguent. Her sex had never felt so alive, the
fierce heat glowing like a burning coal between her legs.
crystal lay with her head on Bedouin's lap, he was stroking her hair gently.
Together they watched through the narrow portal as miel brought herself to her
climax.
As miel had begun to shudder during her final throes, Bedouin remarked softly to
crystal
'You have lost your wager, dear'
crystal smiled, 'Yes Sir, I have...' she sighed a little, pretending
disappointment.
They watched for a few more moments as miel began to calm.
But, miel was not calm. The waves of pleasure had subsided even though she had
been reluctant to let them go. Real guilt was setting in and there was no
desire remaining to combat it, she had wasted precious time with her
selfishness.
She was confused, she would never usually dream of masturbating so lewdly, she
simply did not do it, and.... And she had found her terrible predicament
stimulating, had used it to bring herself to a crashing orgasm! This she didn't
understand at all, she had been so intent on escape but had let herself give in
all too easily to lust. She frowned, and began to form a plan.
The Bedouin would have to be duped, 'I shall lull him into a false sense of
security, make him think that I am submitting to his will, and use every
opportunity to find a means of escape'
She argued with herself, rational again....
'Ah, but he might suspect'
'Then, I shall have to be subtle, seem reluctant but willing at the same time'
'But, you will have to undergo dreadful torment, he is so cruel!'
'Yes, and it frightens me, but... I am strong, will have to be'
'Can you withstand such pain?'
'I shall make myself withstand it, and........'
A delicious idea formed in miel's mind.
'Of course!' miel almost laughed aloud 'I shall pretend that I find pain
appealing, just a little at first, then, then....' miel squirmed with
exhilaration '... I shall ask the Bedouin, oh so innocently, if he will hurt me
more, tell him that he has taught me to desire such treatment!'
Her mind raced, developing her plan, she would play him at his own game!
Strength grew inside her, a grim determination to succeed, she would use this
strength to outwit Bedouin and to withstand the cruelties that he would impose
on her!
She noticed that her sex had begun to throb again, her excitement transferring
itself to her flesh. miel almost gave in to the temptation to bring herself to
climax once more, to celebrate her new determination but this time her mind
controlled her actions, she found that the fact that she could resist only added
to her new determination.
crystal drew back the curtain and entered miel's chamber, smiling broadly.
'Hello miel, did you sleep well?'
miel snapped out of her reverie and turned to crystal.
'Oh, yes thank you... I was so tired'
miel gave a theatrical yawn, as if to prove her point
'Good, I'm pleased to hear you are rested...' crystal said pleasantly 'I
imagine you must be starving and... would you like to bathe?'
miel thought before answering 'Oh yes, that would be lovely crystal, thank you'
miel's tummy gave a small rumble as the thought of food arose.
crystal smiled again and offered her hand to miel to help her rise, 'Come then,
we shall both bathe and then take some supper'
miel took the hand and came to her feet, slightly unsteady.
crystal led her through a maze of curtained rooms and miel gazed again in wonder
at the sheer size of the tent. Pushing through a final curtain, crystal brought
miel to a bathing chamber. Steam was rising from a large pool that had been dug
into the ground, azure tiles surrounded it, they in turn, were edged by thick
rugs, miel noticed that there were even steps leading down into the deep water.
'It looks welcoming, doesn't it?' crystal enquired
miel nodded, it did indeed
crystal undressed quickly, removing her blue pyjamas. miel noticed that the
bells were still absent and that red marks striped her breasts and bottom,
crystal seemed unconscious of them and took miel's hand again, moving towards
the steps of the pool.
As soon as the beautifully warm water touched miel she found herself eager to
enter the pool fully, she had not realised how deep the pool was and stepped
down further until she stood on its bottom, the water covering her breasts.
crystal was watching her, smiling as she saw miel's look of pleasure, they began
to giggle together with genuine delight.
'Oh, this is lovely!' miel said to crystal sincerely, she moved her arms to make
wide, rippling circles in the pool, the luxurious warmth washing over her.
crystal took a cake of perfumed soap and handed it to miel.
'Here miel... unless you would like me to wash you?'
miel hesitated briefly before taking the proffered soap 'Err no, thank you
crystal, I shall be able to manage myself'
The two women washed themselves diligently, hardly speaking, enjoying only the
warm water and the peacefulness of the pool. miel allowed crystal to wash her
back and even offered to return the favour, taking care to soap gently over
crystal's stripes.
miel was at first alarmed when a pair of young boys, strikingly dressed in gold
jackets and white jodhpurs entered the chamber bearing steaming urns on two
large carts.
crystal giggled as miel ducked a little into the pool to hide her nakedness,
miel watched open-mouthed as the boys lifted each urn to the side of the pool
and twisted a tap open on the urn's front.
Steaming, fresh hot water began to pour into the pool, currents of warmer water
flowing over the bathers. As soon as the urns were set in motion the boys left,
not having given so much as a glance at the pool's occupants.
They washed each other's hair, dipping their heads to wash away the soap,
'Mmmmm...' thought miel, contentedly '...I could get used to this!' She
immediately chided herself for her wicked notion.
After some further idle luxuriating in the water, crystal climbed the pool's
steps, took some towels from a nearby pile and began to dry herself.
'When you are ready miel..' she said, looking down at her in the water '..dry
off, I will bring some food'
crystal, not bothering to dress, left the room, still towelling her hair.
miel suddenly felt hungry, but spent a few more minutes in the comforting
waters. With a sigh, she climbed from the pool and began to dry herself. She
looked around for some garments to wear as she rubbed at her long hair with the
towel but could see nothing offered. She thought of wearing a towel but quickly
found that they were not wide enough to wrap around her, there was nothing for
it, she thought, she would have to remain naked.
miel sat on a divan, feeling refreshed from her dip, and continued to rub her
hair with a fresh towel.
Presently, crystal returned, miel heard the faint rattle of dishes nearing and
crystal pushed in a small trolley filled with intriguing plates of food.
crystal placed the trolley in front of the divan and sat next to miel to share
the food with her.
'Lots of treats..' crystal teased and lifted the lids from dishes.
miel gazed on the selection, mostly pastries, but also, she saw, sherbets and
ices and even some very appealing chocolates.
'Help yourself miel, please..'
miel took no second bidding and popped a tiny pastry into her mouth, it melted
with a wonderful savouriness on her tongue.
crystal laughed at miel's rapt expression. miel laughed too, trying not to spit
out crumbs, the two picked at the delicacies and began to talk.
crystal began the conversation
'How do you feel now, miel, better?'
'Oh yes, much better, the pool, the food....' She waved a hand at them both
'And, you are not feeling any pain, do not hurt to much?'
miel thought she might be being tested or interviewed but answered honestly
'Well, a little tender in... places, but nothing unbearable'
The answer seemed to please crystal.
miel, glad to speak, said 'Why does he treat you so badly, crystal?'
crystal pulled a face 'Badly? I don't see it that way... in fact, he is very
good to me'
'You can't be serious!' replied miel, almost dropping her pastry 'He beat you
terribly, had you raped!'
crystal only smiled 'Ah yes, but that is because he knows me' crystal saw the
puzzled look on miel's face and continued 'You see, he understands me... what I
really like, knows me better than I know myself sometimes.'
'And..' said miel in disbelief 'You like to be beaten and tortured, abused this
way?'
crystal tipped her head to one side in thought 'Yes, I suppose I do, but not by
just anyone, I like to be in his control you see, I have tried to ignore it, to
fight it, just as you are now.. but in the end I discovered, well, he showed me,
what I had truly always wanted'
'But, but...' miel stammered 'You can't enjoy being whipped, surely?'
'Actually, I adore it, would like to be whipped more but Bedouin rations me,
will not take me too far, .... Except for ... err.. special occasions'
miel could barely believe what she was hearing, this sweet girl surrendered
herself to the Bedouin's mercy, she searched for a reason.
'And, you said that.... I am trying to fight this... but, I really don't want
it, honestly' argued miel
crystal replied pleasantly 'Oh, but you do.. you just don't know it yet, Bedouin
is rarely wrong..' she saw miel shake her head in protest and continued
'Tell me, miel, what were you thinking of when you were masturbating as you
woke?'
The words hit miel like a blow, she gasped and reddened simultaneously.
'I.... I wasn't, didn't...' she blurted out
'We saw you, Bedouin and I' crystal's voice remained calm and even
'It looked to me as if it was indeed a powerful orgasm.... '
miel's redness deepened, she was speechless
'So, what were you thinking of?'
miel remembered what she was thinking of, of how powerfully she had spent her
juices, the image of Bedouin in her mind, she felt ashamed and she knew it
showed.
crystal waited, only half expecting a reply
'No need to be shy or guilty, miel' she said after awhile, 'As I say, he knows
you'
'No he doesn't' she thought angrily 'I'll show him!'
'Try some sherbet, miel' offered crystal, deftly changing the subject 'The
raspberry is particularly good'
Some moments passed in silence, when suddenly miel asked
'How long have you been here, crystal?'
She calculated ... 'Oh, it must be about 2 years now.... On and off'
'On and off?' asked miel, puzzled
'Yes, I am here most of the time, but I go home about 3 or 4 times a year'
miel's heart leapt... 'Home? You live nearby?'
'Nooooo...' explained crystal 'Home is not even in this country..'
miel's mind scrambled for clarity 'Does Bedouin accompany you then? Or do you
escape?'
crystal began to laugh 'No, no.. In fact, Bedouin pays for my trips, I like to
see my family from time to time'
The realisation dawned on miel 'So, you can leave here, at anytime?'
'Of course..' crystal said pleasantly 'He trusts me, I do not have to return,
but I always do, it seems that this is my real need, right here, in this tent'
miel barely heard crystal, her mind tumbling with ideas, it was fitting in with
her plan! She could gain his trust, he would allow her to go home! All she had
to do was endure his infernal beatings and torments!
Her heart began to rejoice.
'Ahhhh....' Said miel, calculatedly 'I am beginning to understand'
They ate a little more, again in silence. miel had been thinking, she figured
that this conversation would eventually find the Bedouin's ears, with this in
mind, she took crystal's hand.
'crystal...' she began softly 'I am sorry for my earlier outburst, I did not
mean to criticise you, I just find it difficult to comprehend'
'I know..' said crystal, comforting her friend 'it is hard at first'
miel smiled appreciatively 'You were right.... Earlier..'
crystal looked at miel with curiosity
'About me.... Touching myself.... I... I...' miel's words broke off
'What my dear? Don't be shy..' crystal cooed softly
'It's just that... I am usually such a private person, and... to be caught, you
know, masturbating is so embarrassing..'
crystal laughed gently 'Oh, Bedouin is catching me all the time.... It's not
something you should worry about'
miel, trying to look as sincere as possible said 'Thank you crystal, but it will
take some getting used to......... and....' She paused, but crystal's look
encouraged her '...I am ashamed to say that, when I, you know... climaxed...?'
crystal nodded patiently
'I was thinking of Bedouin! Oh, I don't know why but it just came to me, his
strength... his power.. he is so cruel..'
miel began to moan, as if in despair..
crystal squeezed her hand and made soft noises
'He... he saved me from that guard..' miel sobbed, forcing a tear to her eye
'I shall not forget that... '
crystal placed an arm around miel's shoulder and comforted her, stroking her
still damp hair.
miel sobbed a little more, for effect.
She eventually calmed and the two girls talked further, miel, now seemingly
open, told crystal of her worries, how she could not understand why her orgasm
had been so powerful when it was her captor who came into her mind. crystal was
understanding, assuring miel it was all perfectly ordinary.....
miel slyly cultivated the conversation, twisting as she saw necessary to meet
what she thought the Bedouin would like to hear.
crystal listened carefully, remembering miel's words, she offered every
encouragement to miel, she was pleased that she was becoming miel's confidante,
not just for Bedouin, but, she thought, it would be nice to share her
experiences with a nice girl like her.
As the hour grew long, crystal remembered to check the time, glancing at a clock
on the trolley she interrupted miel...
'Oh, I'm sorry miel..' she said urgently 'But we have to go to the gaming
room..'
'The gaming room?' asked miel with real curiosity
'Yes, the Bedouin and the Mulaazim Awil are playing dice soon, and we are
required'
Again miel's heart leapt, she controlled her fear, and nodded, as if in resigned
submission.
'I shall follow you, crystal' she said with a trembling voice
crystal, seemingly reassured, nodded with approval 'Good girl, miel, it will
not be so bad... now, let's hurry..'
Grabbing miel's hand, crystal pulled her from the divan and led her off once
more into the maze of rooms
miel tried to stay her beating heart, it pounded in her chest, she was keenly
aware of her nakedness, she feared both of the men she was about to be paraded
before, these and a thousand other fears snapped at her.
But miel had her plan, she would be frightened but she would also be brave, and,
she thought, she would bring a few surprises of her own!
