Stella set up the interview for the next day. Nabeela was giddy all day; she hugged Stella and Eddie all day. They couldn't believe the change in her, but they understood why she was so happy. Some sort of normality is coming back to her life. That evening, she ironed her abaya, ready for her interview. She bought down her abaya, hung it by the door, and went up to help Eddie. She helped Eddie to the bathroom, and without Eddie having to ask, she stood him at the toilet. Taking hold of his cock even though it was only semi-erect and his foreskin was still covering the head of his cock. She pulled her hand back, pulling the skin back to reveal the head, and held it there, gently stroking his cock as he pissed, feeling it growing in her hand. There was a new look of confidence about her, which Eddie or Stella did not miss. Eddie had to bite his lip again not to give the game away. Once finished, she shook his cock to make sure. She helped him over to the washbasin and said.
"I will be in the kitchen when you're ready."
Heading off, Stella and Eddie looked at each and Stella.
"Well, that's more like it."
"Is it just."
Said Eddie, continuing,
"I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes."
As they got ready. Nabeela was downstairs, shaking like a leaf with excitement, talking to herself.
"Did I just do that? It felt so good in my hand. If they want to pretend it does not affect them, then I am going to do the same."
She told herself. A few minutes later, Eddie was sitting at the table, and Stella was helping her finish cooking. They all had breakfast, and she helped Eddie to the lounge and sat him in the middle of the couch. Instead of Nabeela climbing upside down Eddie, she started to open the buttons on her dress from the top to the bottom, saying,
"Sir, this dress always seems to get in your way, so I think it best just to remove it."
Showing off her breasts in her half-cup bra with nipples that looked as hard as pebbles and no knickers. Eddie's eyes never popped out of his head, and Stella sat on the chair opposite, open mouth. Eddie patted his thigh, and Nabeela lay over his lap. She could feel his hard cock against her stomach, sending pleasure shockwaves straight to her pussy and moaning.
"30 Please, Sir."
Eddie had renewed vigor after seeing her action. His slaps were more brutal, and by the second smack, he was roughly playing with her tits and squeezing her nipples with a new zeel. Nabeela screamed her thanks and counted as always, followed by moans of pleasure. Then came the 5th smack on her bottom and the rubbing of her butthole. This time her moan from having her butthole played with was just as loud as her screams from the new, more brutal spanking. Nabeela was starting to sweat from the mauling of her breasts, and fierce spanking, with her orgasm fast approaching even quicker today. Stella had two fingers working in her pussy. Watching Eddie using Nabeela's body, she felt jealous of him, and she sneaked over beside him as he raised his hand to spank Nabeela again. She had already wet her finger and pushed it into Nabeela's bottom. She didn't notice at first that this finger was slimmer than Eddie's until he began to rain down slaps on her bottom faster than she could count, and the finger was still fucking her butthole. This was all too much for her. She was babbling.
"Yes yes yes grab me harder, yes pinch them, yes yes oh oh yes oh oh deeper deeper, faster, yes, please please faster O O O O O O O H H H H H H H H H H H."
They understood her babbling, and Eddie was now groping her tits harder, twisting and pulling her nipples till her words would stop and then start again. Stella understood that it was faster and deeper for her. Nabeela's orgasm crashes over her body like a giant wave against the rocky shore. It was a relentless crashing of the waves with the ongoing orgasm that had a never-ending stream after stream of pleasure and pain mixed into it, and by now, she knew the finger in her arse was not Eddie's. It had to be Stella, but she wasn't say anything other than enjoy it.
Eddie's spanking had gone a steady hard smack to one arse cheek, then the other, each one making big round bubble butt wobble, leaving a red handprint each time. They were on the home straight the last 10 smacks, and Stella had stopped playing with her pussy and unused her cum soaked fingers and pushed two fingers into Nabeela's tight virgin pussy. Her eyes almost popped out of her head, and she wanted to scream, but the sheer surprise and shock but nothing came out of her mouth, and her body went as stiff as a board. She soon moaned in pleasure and was brought right back to earth with another smack of Eddie and a twist of her nipple. As Stella slowly moved her fingers in and out each time she hit her hymen, Stella was careful not to break it.
Nabeela was flapping and shaking like a fish out of water as her orgasm crashed with waves of pleasure. Eddie had stopped spanking her, and Stella was back in her seat. Nabeela was in another world of her own. She didn't know whether she was cuming or going. Eddie stroked her head and back, telling her.
"You are such a good girl, my Princess Nabeela. You take all punishment so well. You make me so proud, my sweet."
Her ears pricked up at the words MY; he had used it twice. This was change, and it filled her with a warm glow. For the first time, it really felt like she belonged, and she liked the idea of being his. As she smiled to herself and looked at Stella with a knowing smile, Stella smiled. She loved that dirty, blissful look on Nabeela's. She got up from Eddie's lap, still naked, barring her bra. She picked up her dress and did up three of the middle buttons, leaving most of her legs exposed and most of her breasts. She bent down, gave Eddie a good view of her breasts, and hugged him, almost smothering him with her breasts. Saying thank you again, she smiled at Stella and Eddie and said to them,
"I will shower and get her abaya ready for the interview. Thank you again."
This time, look at Stella as she thanked them. She stopped just out of the door to the side and heard Stella rush over to Eddie and sneak a look at Eddie's huge cock out, and Stella was sliding down his meat shaft. Stella believing Nabeela had gone to her room she said.
"Would Master Edward like to taste Princess of my fingers?"
"es.""
He told her; Nabeela watched Eddie sucking her juices off SStella'sfingers, she then said.
""aster Edward, Nabeela is a virgin I could feel her hymen.""
Eddie went wild fucking her like a demon, almost throwing her off his cock. He must have been so deep inside her.
Nabeela had to force herself away. So she would be ready for her interview with a clear head. She took a nice, long, slow shower, and for the first time in her life, she caressed her body unashamedly. She had always been made to feel ashamed of her body and told by others that she was fat and her tits were too big and hideous, and who would ever want someone with such a big bum.
Here she was discovering the pleasure of having that big bottom spanked by two people who were good-looking and sexy, and they seemed to love touching at every given chance.
She was dressed in the most modest dress they had bought, wearing leggings, a hijab, and an abaya. She came down the stairs. Stella gave a wolf whistle and told her.
""u look good enough to eat Princess."
"She blushed, even knowing Stella had eaten her pussy. When Stella turned to Eddie and asked.
"M"ster Edward, dodoesn'trincess still look good enough to eat even in her abaya?"
"Eddie growled and said with a laugh.
"I"ould eat her alive."
"er face turned an even deeper shade of red; she also felt her pussy get wet just from hearing him say that. Stella grabbed the car keys and told her.
"Le"Let's before he thinks of something else and your late for your interview with Dr. Ahemd.
They walked into Dr. AhmAhmed'sinic. Stella went to the reception, telling the receptionist that Nabeela was there for her interview. A stunning woman in her late to early 30s was there. From what Nabeela could see of her, she was wearing a button-up nurnurse'sess. They were told to take a seat. Nabeela was shaking with nerves. Stella leaned over to Nabeela and whispered in her ear.
"I "nder if that receptionist is wearing skimpy panties or thong?"
S"e looked under her desk and noticed that the dress was buttoned all the way down, like many of her dresses. Stella leaned back and whispered again.
"Wel", at least you stopped shaking."
S"e smiled at Stella, who seemed a little more settled. When she heard her name called, she stood up, and Stella told her.
"Goo" luck. I will be waiting here for you."
N"beela thanked her, and followed the receptionist to the doctdoctor'sice. She knocked and waited for the Doctor.
"Com" in."
A"female voice came. For some reason, Nabeela had expected the doctor to be a male. They both walked into the room. It was like any other doctdoctor'sgery, but larger. There was a desk, two very comfortable chairs, a couch, and a bed behind a screen. She told Dr. Ahmed.
