Emma realised that Hans was referring to the two women who brought up the rear of the little procession. Both were enveloped from head to toe in white traditional costume.
Suddenly the right-hand door at the back of the stage swung open. A trumpet sounded loudly and an important-looking individual emerged. He shouted something in what Emma recognised as the Old Language, and then translated. "All stand to welcome His Gracious Highness the Prince and his Court!"
A hush fell on the arena as all those who had been sitting or kneeling rose to their feet. Two servants emerged first. They walked backwards and ceremoniously brushed the ground in front of an imperious-looking man in traditional costume, wearing a pure white jalabiyyah with a gold-coloured aghal covering his head. He looked about him with piercing brown eyes. This must be 'His Highness' thought Emma, straining for a better view to see if she could recognise the man who had ordered her abduction. She studied his face, with a prominent hooked nose and a neat black beard, but she couldn't recall seeing him before.
Immediately behind His Highness walked two women, completely enveloped in purple costumes. Both held leashes, one leading a fresh-faced young man (about eighteen, thought Emma) and the other leading a woman whose face and body were hidden by white traditional clothes. "The women in purple are two of His Highness' wives," whispered Hans. "One flew in last night with her new male slave, as soon as she heard there was to be a ritual Sodomy. Apparently, she's never seen one before."
Behind the two wives trooped a further twenty or so men, all dressed in traditional white, some leading female slaves. His Highness waved to the crowd, acknowledged the Chief Executioner's deep bow, and led his entourage into the special enclosure where they vanished from Emma's view.
The trumpet sounded again, and the spectators resumed their seats. On a signal from the Chief Executioner, his two deputies led Boris and Clyde towards the front of the stage, to stand in front of the two pillories, with their backs to the audience. The two soldiers did not resist, apparently resigned to their fate. First, spreader bars were attached to their ankles, keeping them about sixty centimetres apart. Their hands were untied, and they were made to bend at the waist so that their wrists and necks fitted the appropriate slots on the bottom section of the pillories. Additional spreader bars were attached to their knees, forcing them further apart. Finally, the Deputy Executioners turned handles on the sides of the pillories, lowering the top of the apparatus, and forcing the two soldiers to bend their knees and thrust out their buttocks. Their genitals hung loosely below them.
The Chief Executioner approached, donning rubber gloves. He presented a tube to Boris' anal opening and squeezed. Boris' buttocks clenched, and clenched again as a finger was thrust into his anus to spread the lubricant. A second squeeze from the tube followed. One of his deputies handed the Chief Executioner a thin phallus, about two centimetres in diameter and thirty centimetres long. He spread some lubricant on the end, placed it against Boris' opening, and steadily pushed, until about ten centimetres had disappeared inside. Boris squirmed slightly at the sudden discomfort. The Chief Executioner stood back, apparently examining the angle at which the phallus entered Boris' body, ordered an adjustment to the height of the pillory, so that Boris' knees were bent a little more, and then signalled his satisfaction.
The Chief Executioner then turned his attention to Clyde, and performed a similar operation on the bigger black man. Finally, his deputies re-appeared with two large pillows which they placed on the ground, between the prisoners' legs. Emma looked puzzled. What were the pillows for?
"It'll come clear soon," remarked Hans, reading her thoughts.
Suddenly, Emma heard a gasp from the spectators. She turned her head and saw that the two male slaves, Abdul and Aziz, had removed their head-dresses and were in the process of removing their robes. Within seconds, their muscular tanned bodies were on view, their impressive penises dangling limply. They were naked apart from their slave collars, wristlets and anklets. The two men stretched their arms and flexed their muscles, obviously proud of their bodies. From a distance of about ten metres, Emma could make out the tattoos on their left buttocks, and what she took to be brands on the insides of their left thighs.
A murmur of expectation erupted as their two female assistants moved forward. They waited for silence, and then removed their niqabs, revealing their faces for the first time. Proudly, they looked around them, and again acting in co-ordination removed their khimars, letting them fall to the ground to join the niqabs.
"I thought so," announced Hans. "The taller girl is Muna. She comes from Kenya, and is rumoured to have been a Maasai chieftain's daughter. The other is Rana. I trained her myself."
Still moving in unison, the two slaves began pulling their abayas over their heads, revealing their nakedness. A ripple of applause ran through the spectators, as the two girls stood proudly, showing off their well-honed bodies. Emma noticed Hans shuffling in his seat, and realised that he was trying to accommodate his growing erection. She looked around, and noticed several other men exhibiting a similar discomfiture. The taller girl, Muna, was about the same height as the two male slaves. She stood with her head held high, her legs slightly apart, and smiled, revealing pure white teeth, contrasting with her dark black skin which glistened in the heat. A mane of black hair surrounded her head.
In contrast, Rana was nearly fifteen centimetres shorter, with pale white skin and long blonde hair which moved slightly in the light breeze. Her skin appeared flawless, apart from her tattoo, and the mark of the brand on her left breast. Her breasts were firm and rounded, surmounted by small areolae and prominent nipples, standing proud and erect. Emma thought she had never seen anyone as beautiful before.
"They are a good-looking pair," remarked Hans.
"Yes, Master. Muna is certainly striking… imposing…" Emma sought a suitable adjective, "but the other girl, Rana, is truly unbelievable. She is so beautiful!"
"Agreed. One of the most beautiful slaves I have had the pleasure of training. She came from Georgia, in America." Hans continued, "They will be busy, the two girls. Their next job is to get the four men erect!"
No sooner had Hans spoken, when the two women approached Abdul and Aziz. In what was obviously a rehearsed routine, each woman wrapped her arms around the neck of her chosen man, sought his lips with hers and began a lascivious open-mouthed kiss. Each girl rubbed her naked pussy invitingly on the man's thigh, and almost immediately both cocks twitched and began coming to life. On a murmured command from the taller girl, each woman grasped a cock in her right hand and began manipulating it expertly. As the cocks grew, they removed their lips from their partners' mouths, kissing down the length of their bodies, until they finally knelt to envelope the engorged cocks in their mouths.
They sucked for a few seconds, and then pulled away to admire the results of their expertise, smiling at each other and at their partners. With a final kiss on the end of their partners' cocks, the two women moved towards the pillories, to turn their attention to Boris and Clyde, indicating to Abdul and Aziz that they should stroke their own cocks to maintain their erections.
As they stood in front of the two prisoners, Clyde's cock twitched, as if by a reflex action. Boris remained impassive, but not for long. The two girls moved behind the soldiers, lay on their backs, their feet facing towards the spectators, and shuffled backwards so as to lie on the two pillows between the prisoners' feet, Muna lying under Clyde and Rana under Boris. Reaching up, each girl took hold of a limp cock, and started stroking, using her other hand to fondle the testicles.
From her vantage point, only about seven metres away, Emma had a clear view of Muna's glistening pussy as she lay with her legs parted. Emma had never before seen the pussy of a black girl, and was surprised at its pinkness. She had not really thought about it before, but probably she had expected a black girl's cunt to be black as well.
Clyde's massive member was already growing fast, but Boris seemed less interested. However, as Rana's full lips enveloped his penis, and her tongue began tickling his glans, he could not resist. His cock grew, especially when she started manipulating the thin phallus which was still embedded in his anus.
The two girls continued to work with expertise, each careful not to over-stimulate her prisoner. They whispered to each other as they worked, but finally both were satisfied. As one, they left the two prisoners and returned to Abdul and Aziz, each girl accepting en route a tube of lubricant from the Chief Executioner. On their knees in front of the two slaves, they again sucked the penises back to full erection, playing expertly with their balls and arseholes. They spread lubricant liberally on the two cocks, and pulled the two men towards the pillories.
Meanwhile, the two Deputy Executioners had removed the phalluses from the prisoners' anuses, and re-lubricated the waiting holes. Muna pulled Abdul towards Clyde, and resumed her previous position between the prisoner's legs, taking hold of his enormous cock, and opening her mouth wide to ease the tip past her lips. Clyde groaned. Abdul held his own cock in his left hand and presented its head to Clyde's puckered anal hole. The crowd, Emma included, craned their necks to get a better view. Clyde tensed, feeling the other man's cock at his entrance. Abdul pushed, and the first couple of centimetres of his cock vanished inside Clyde's rectum. He grabbed hold of Clyde's hips, and pushed again, moving his hips in a circular motion, and pulling the prisoner's body towards him at the same time. Clyde tried to relax, to forget his shameful predicament, and gave himself over to the sensations in his anus, and around his cock, as Muna continued to suck. Expertly, Abdul inched his cock into the other man's hole, until finally his balls met the other man's buttocks.
