Hijabi Refugee Ch 04

She lay there sweating and panting. It was so wrong for her to want these things, and she hadn't meant to trap Eddie's arms like that, and it was not his fault she must have led him on by locking his arms like that under mine. He was only doing what men do and need to do. It did felt good with his big, strong hands holding my breasts like that. She fell asleep thinking about her day at the shopping center.

She woke the following day hornier than the night before. Her eyes were still closed, and still half asleep. Why was her nipple hard and wet and her legs spread open? And it felt like the time when Miss Stella had touched her. She savored that thought, remembering how her mouth was just like that on her nipples. She ran her hand over her breasts, and she nearly jumped out of bed, feeling a mouth sucking on her nipple over her t-shirt. Eyes wide open to see Stella leaning over her naked, sucking her nipple, and it was fingering her pussy. Stella looked over her shoulder with a dirty smile and said.

"Goodmorning Princess, would you like breakfast?"

"Yes, Please, Miss Stella."

Nabeela replied, thinking she meant breakfast. Stella pulled her baggy t-shirt off over her head, and as she climbed over, Stella on top of her and said.

"Me too, eat up, young lady."

She lowered her pussy to Nabeela's face, and she buried her tongue into Nabeela's pussy, bringing a moan of pure bliss; Nabeela looked at Stella's pussy open and wet. She knew she shouldn't but wanted to and grabbed her arse pulled her mouth to her, and plunged her tongue as deep as she could into Stella's pussy and was sucking as much sweet pussy juices out of it as possible. Both women moaned and groaned with pleasure into the other pussy, but it was Nabeela whose head dropped back as the pleasure of her orgasm became too much, and she was about to scream from the sounds of moans when that orgasm hit. Stella sat up, covering Nabeela's mouth with her pussy while now fingering Nabeela fast and deep, saying.

"Hush, Princess, you will wake the dead."

Nabeela being restained like this only made her cum harder and longer, with her screams of pleasure vibrating through Stella's pussy with the poor girl under gasping for air and Stella rubbing her pussy on her face set Stella's orgasm of squirt right into Nabeela's eager mouth drink. Once her orgasm subsided, Stella fell over and lay on Nabeela's thigh with her head panting from their joint ecstasy.

Once they both got back to themselves, Stella got up and started to get dressed. She looked at Nabeela and told her.

"Well, I've had my breakfast, and you need to shower and come downstairs for breakfast. Master Edward will be waiting for us."

Nabeela headed into the bathroom, and Stella came downstairs to see Eddie sitting at the table. She smiled at him and walked up to him, swaying her hips. She bent down to kiss him just as they were about to kiss, she whispered.

"Doesn't she taste good?"

As she pushed her tongue into his mouth and they kissed, Eddie sucking her tongue. Stella broke off suddenly and made her way to the kitchen. Eddie ran after grabbing at the cupboard and asked her.

"Was that who I think? I tasted you, dirty slut?"

"Yes, and you don't know the half of it, Master Edward."

She told him with the most teasing, flirty voice. His growl grew more growly, and he demanded.

"Tell me, tell me now."

"Sorry, Master Edward, I made her promise in time but not yet, Sir."

She explained he wasn't pleased, but he understood, as trust was everything to him. Soon, the food was ready, and Stella served Nabeela and Eddie. Then, she went about her cleaning as they ate. By the time they finished eating, Stella had finished cleaning downstairs, and she came back just as Nabeela was about to pick up the plates, telling her.

"No, Princess. I will get those, and please stay seated until I return."

Eddie looked at Nabeela and her at him, both wondering why or what was going on. Nabeela was more worried that she was going to tell Eddie all about what Stella and herself had been doing. She soon returned and stood at Eddie's end of the table, just out of his arm's reach, she asked Nabeela.

"Come here, Princess."

Nabeela got up nervously and walked to Stella's side. Nabeela had no idea what was happening, and neither did Eddie. Both looked just as confused. Stella looked at Nabeela Eddie and then went back at Nabeela and said,

"Master Edward, I have something to tell you and something you need to know."

Eddie said,

"I'm listening!"

Stella continued.

"I can't tell you why, but this little lady has done something haram."

Before she finished, Eddie asked.

"Haram, what is haram?"

Stella said.

"Master Edward, you will have to take my word at this moment. That is not important right now."

Hearing Stella telling Eddie about haram, she was talking about her. Where was this going? She felt fear and horror at all of her secrets coming out, and Mr. Eddie would think she was some sort of Randi(slut), he said.

"Continue."

"Princess needs to be punished so she can feel better and more herself again, and she needs you to punish her by spanking her before you ask. Yes, she consents to be punished, don't you, Princess?"

She told him while asking her. Nabeela blushed in shame and nodded her head in agreement. Stella stepped back, took hold of Nabeela's hips, moved her to the middle of the wooden table, and told her.

"Wait there."

Stella walked around to the other side of the table and told Nabeela.

"Put your hands out in front of you towards me together."

She looped the belt around her wrists and pulled it tight, slowly, until Nabeela was lying over the table, feet still on the floor and bottom up in the air. Stella sat down and whispered in her ear.

"Do you deserve to be punished?"

"Yes, Miss Stella."

Nabeela agreed. Stella looked up at Eddie and said.

"I am going to get under the table so Nabeela is nicely stretched out, Master Edward, when you are ready. Only 20 Master Edward."

Stella slipped under the right up to Nabeela's feet when she felt Eddie's on the small of her back pushing her flat against the table and her bottom further up into the air. She knew Stella didn't need to hold her in place. With the strength in Eddie's hand holding her in place. There was no way she would have been able to move.

As he tapped her bottom and ran his hand over it gently, he told Nabeela.

" Since I don't know what this is for Nabeela, I expect you to account every slap loudly so Stella and I can hear it and thank me after each one."

At the same time, she could feel Stella's hand sliding up the inside of her leg, making her bite her lip to keep from giving the game away. Then came the smack-making scream. Eddie knew how to smack a bottom.

"One Thank you, Sir."

She said after letting out a small yelp.

SMACK

"Two, thank you, Sir."

SMACK

"Threeeee. Thank you, Sir."

SMACK

"FOUR Thank you, Sir."

SMACK

"FIVE. Thank you, Sir."

Nabeela was now screaming at each strike, and Stella was rubbing her clit. This drove her crazy; each smack was starting to become a cross between a scream and a moan.

This continued by the time she got to the last few. She was crying from her spanking and still counted each one. Also on the verge of an orgasm with a mix of pleasure from Stella playing with her pussy and clit through her leggings and the pain of the spanking. As the last smack landed on her bottom, she screamed out loudly, her body shaking from the orgasm ripping through her body with her legging soaked through. As soon as she caught her breath, she said.

"Twenty. Thank you, Sir."

Eddie couldn't believe his spanking had led her to such an intense orgasm. Stella released the belt and came up on the same side as them both. She knew what state her leggings were in and told Nabeela.

"You head upstairs, Princess. I'll be up in a moment."

Once Nabeela was out of the room with Stella still on her knee, she slowly unzipped Eddie's trousers, looked him in the eyes, and asked.

"Would Master Edward like me to care of this for him after that?"

She asked him with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Yes, I would slut, and are you going to tell me what all that was about?"

He enquired, she told him.

"Not yet, Master Edward. You know how important trust is in this world. When it is the right time, I promise to tell you everything. Now, let me take care of you."

Wrapping her lips around his big fat white cock and sinking half it into her throat making, Eddie growled through gritted teeth. He loved her mouth around his cock. She was so good at this, and being a true cumslut she always swallowed every drop. She was also so turned on from the events of the whole morning she rubbed her clit under her skirt as she worked her lips up and down his entire shaft stroking his cock. They were both so turned neither of them lasted very long, and Eddie soon got to the point of no return and grabbed her head, and now he was fucking her mouth as if it was her cunt, and she rubbed herself quicker. She loved being used as a hole to be fucked. Just as Eddie erupted in her throat with a roar again, which Nabeela could hear in her room. This was enough for Stella to orgasm, and as she came, she also gripped his hips, milking the remaining cum out of his cock with her mouth.

Once she had emptied Eddie's balls, she told him.

"Master Edward, I better go and check on Nabeela."

Eddie fell into his chair and thought, I'm still no wiser, but that is one hell of a start to my day. A gorgeous bottom to spank and feel and blowjob to die for. Can it get better?

Meanwhile, Stella went into Nabeela's room. She was sitting on her bed, tears still rolling down her cheeks. Stella put her arms on her shoulder and hugged her, asking,

"You ok, Princess?"

"Yes, Miss Stella, but Mr Eddie hits very hard."

She told Stella, gave a little squeeze, and said.

"That is one of his gentler spankings, little Princess. But tell me, do you feel better about your haram, thoughts, and deeds?"

"Yes, I do, Miss Stella, that was him being gentle?"

She asked in shock. Stella pushed up straight and looked at her breasts and could see Nabeela's nipples were still rock hard, poking against her dress. She smiled, telling her.

"Yes, and you seemed to have enjoyed it. I can see your nipples are still hard."

Nabeela blushed and said.

" Miss Stella, you may have had something to do with me enjoying, and my nipples are hard now because of you."

Stella looked at her and told her.

"Well, first of all, let's check your leggings. They may need changing, so get that dress off and show me?"

Nabeela stood up and removed her dress, and her nipples stood proudly over the half-cup bra. This made Stella tingle. She told Nabeela to turn around with her legs apart and bend over. She could still clearly see the damp patch between her legs had spread so wide it looked like she had peed herself. She told her.

"Stay there just like that. I'll be back in second."

Nabeela stayed just as she was. Her submissiveness kept her in place, and Stella came back and knelt behind her, grabbing the leggings and pulling them down. Nabeela felt exposed but told herself this was not that bad as Stella had seen her naked before, knowing full well this was wrong to do. Stella said.

"Nabeela Princess, you'll have a very colourful bottom with all the bruises that already pop up here."

Then, all of a sudden, she felt something icy on her bottom bring a moan of pleasure to her lips as Stella rubbed the oil into her bum. She explained.

"This will help. I bet your bottom is still stinging when you sit?"

"Yes, Miss Stella, it hurts so much, but it should for my haram acts and thoughts."

She told Stella, with a wicked twinkle in her eye, she asked.

"Is this haram what I am doing now?"

Pouring more oil and rubbing it onto her bottom. Nabeela explained.

"No, Miss Stella. This is not haram. You are like a Doctor or nurse looking after me because I am hurting."

"I see."

Said Stella

"What this?"

She pulled her arse cheeks open and licked her pussy once. Nabeela moaned whimpering

"Yesssssssss this is harrrraaaammmmmmm........."

"You feel you shouldn't, but you want it, don't you?"

She asked her, teasing her.

" Yes, Miss Stella, Yes, God forgive. Yes, I want it."

Nabeela was almost begging when Stella let go of her arse cheeks and stood up and stepped back, ordering her.

"Turn around, Princess."

Nabeela turned with a pout on her face. This only made Stella smirk.

"You have to decide what you want first, young lady, and you will have to earn your rewards. I will ask each day whether you have had haram thoughts or done anything haram, and you will be punished for them. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Miss Stella."

Nabeela felt that little girl many years ago who had to decide to go to collage or not. This was whether she wanted to do haram things. Still in her thoughts, Stella told her.

"Know, go and put some fresh leggings on and put your dress back on."

She nodded, unable to answer Stella; she turned to get the leggings out of the wardrobe, and when she turned back, Stella had left. She was disappointed she wouldn't get changed in front of her. Nebeela came back downstairs, and Eddie was sitting in the living room working on his laptop, and Stella was cleaning, so she pottered around for a while and then sat down in the dining room and wondered what she could do to pass the time. When Stella came and started to clean the kitchen, Stella was wearing a short skirt again, and every time she bent over, it showed her shaved pussy glistening with her juices. What she didn't know was Stella had just been fingering her pussy before she came back so it would be wet when Nabeela saw it. Nabeela was getting wet thinking how good it had tasted the first time and that morning, squeezing her legs together to calm the growing wetness. The fire burned her from the inside out. She had to do or think about something to still her burning body.

She forced herself out of the chair and went to see Eddie. She asked if they could talk. He closed his laptop and asked.

"What's on your mind, Nabeela."

"I have been thinking I have nothing to fill my time. I am not someone who sits around with nothing to do."

She told him. He looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, then asked her.

"Is there something you have in mind, and what did you fill your time with? Before things started to go wrong in the past before you were bought here?"

That was easy. She told him with a warm, glowing smile.

"I used to love to read. That was my favorite thing to do when I was working."

He told her.

"Well, there are books around the house, and I can get you my laptop, and you could research top-up courses for nursing once you get the clearance to stay safely. You could go back to your old job here."

Her face lit up instantly and then into sadness. Eddie noticed and asked.

"What's wrong, Princess?"

She took a deep sigh and said.

"Thank you, Sir. Your ideas are always excellent, and I would like to do both. I would love to be able to do my old job helping people, but my English is only okay; I am not very good at reading or writing in English."

Eddie could see she was getting a little upset. He quickly moved over to the couch next to her, put his arm around her, and hugged her, rubbing her knee to comfort her as he told her.

"Hey, it's ok, Stella, and I can help you with your English reading and writing."

Eddie was a lovely man, she thought to herself. He was being nice, and her head against his shoulder with his hand gently rubbing her knee. For a Muslim, even this was a sexual act. It was sending shockwaves straight up her legs, covering them in goosebumps and a tingling feeling in her pussy which was starting to get a little wet. She tried to tell herself off. He was only trying to help her, not seduce her. It started to get wetter when she looked out of the corner of her eye. She saw Stella leaning against the door, running her hand up the inside of her thigh with her skirt lifted out of the way so close to her pussy, making Nabeela wish Eddie's hand was doing the same to her. She was soon brought back to reality when Eddie said.

"Nabeela, I need to get some work done. Would you like my other laptop or a book to read?"

She knew she should pick a book, but the devil in her hoped to watch the video of Stella and Eddie maybe again. She asked Eddie

"Could I do both?"

Eddie smirked to himself. I bet she wants to watch the video again. Tell her

"Of corse you can. I'll bring it over later."

It was getting toward midday, and she thought I could help with making lunch. She was much more cheerful and told Eddie.

"Thank you, Sir, you always know how to make me smile. I'll go get some lunch ready for us."

Eddie smiled and nodded as she walked away. He thought, that body of hers makes me so horny and feeling snuggled up next to me and feeling her legs wish I could have touched her up more.

Nabeela and Stella were in the kitchen, and Stella would squeeze past, deliberately press her tits into her back brush her bottom with her hand. Making her jump and moan. This started to become a huge tease, and Nabeela wanted to act on her feelings but also held back. Her submissive nature wouldn't let her make a move, and she was helpless to resist or stop Stella from what she was doing to her. Once lunch was ready and Eddie was at the table, the ladies bought the food and placed it on the table. Stella grabbed Nabeela's bum, making Nabeela yelp, part from the grabbing and part from the fact it was still sore and hurt. Eddie did see what had happened but pretended he didn't, asking.

"Everything ok?"

Nabeela blushed and lied.

"Yes, Sir. The food is hot, and I touched it a bit, but I'm okay."

All three sat down to have lunch but Stella sat close enough to Nabeela so she could play footies with Nabeela under the table. The poor girl was at boiling point as soon as they finished. Eddie gave her his other laptop, and Nabeela went to her room. She needs some relief. Nabeela had only just pulled her leggings down so she could touch herself. When she heard a thudding sound and scream, she pulled her leggings back up and ran out of her room to the top of the stairs. She saw Eddie lying on his back, and Stella knelt beside him. Eddie looked like he was in a lot of pain. Nabeela ran down the stairs and asked.

"Eddie, what happened?"

"I was heading up the stairs, slipped on them, and slid down them."

He told her. Nabeela struggled to hold back her tears, which were filled with worry and concern for him. She asked him to move his feet and toes, which he could do, and she told Stella.

"Can you gently release his head onto the floor while I check his knees?"

Stella gently lowered his head to the floor and held him. Nabeela, putting her hand below his knee, bent his legs one at a time. Eddie winced a little. Nabeela looked at him with a little smile and said.

"The good news is you haven't broken anything, but you have hurt yourself with the fall, and you will be sore and bruised for a few days, so as little walking as possible."

They both helped him up with his arms around their shoulders. They then took him to his room and helped him to his bed, and Stella asked Nabeela.

"Could you please go and grab his laptop and papers? If I know Master Edward, he would not stop working just because he has hurt himself, and I would get undressed and put on some bedclothes.

That afternoon, one of them stayed with the other while the other went to do some work. Once Stella had gone home, Nabeela stayed with Eddie, looking at different websites.

Now, Stella helped him dress each morning, and Nabeela sat in his room all day to keep him company. By Friday, he was well enough to come downstairs with a walking stick and the help of one of the girls.