Note to Reader: Farah Bint Salman is 30 year old bisexual Saudi Princess. Her father, who obtained a PHD from Georgetown, has held the position of Minister of the Interior and Foreign Minister and current serves on a board of directors at an oil company. He met Farah's mother, Suhair, who is Lebanese, while he was studying his Undergrad at the American University of Beirut. The slender, curvy, busty, dark hair and eyes with fair skin, Farah attracts a lot of attention. Because of her father's progressive views, Farah read Economics and Political Science at the London School of Economics and did an MBA at Harvard. A liberal, reformist and successful businesswoman, Farah likes to work hard and play hard.
Heading out to Tokyo is a relief; it's been a hectic few days. The Mutaween (The Volunteers are Saudi's religious and morality police who operate under the slogan 'Prevent Vice and Promote Virtue') nearly detained me, when they raided a party/orgy I was at. They busted in during a Halloween masquerade party, we had a Goth and devils theme party all the girls were in black latex with white face paint and black lipstick and eye shadow. Marilyn Manson bursting out and orgies taken place all over the house. When they entered I had finished a double penetration from two men and a girl was licking my asshole and pussy clean. I was also licking and fingering another girl's asshole.
I just about got away by using my royal privileges, but I suspect, that I am being targeted and spied on. My family has always been rogue- my grandfather was imprisoned and executed- because he tried to topple the then King of Saudi Arabia. My grandfather was sympathetic to Pan-Arabism and loved President Nasser of Egypt, who the Saudi royals hated and tried to stop. My father is quite Machiavellian and has moved away from his father politically, but everyone knows, I'm a liberal reformer and thus I am suspected too. Recently, I have been involved in a campaign to get women the right to drive and I took part in 'illegal' driving protests, where I got into a car and started driving. I know I am marked because of this.
But I am also glad to be coming back to Japan, because I love the culture, food, history, traditions and the technologies. But more importantly, I have a fetish for Japanese girls and if you examine my computer you'll find Japanese porn and even Manga Porn. Whenever I come to Japan I like to indulge in my desires.
My flight lands and I head for my hotel in Central Tokyo. After having a shower and a brief rest, I hit the streets and examine the 'goods'. In many ways, Japan is the polar opposite of Saudi Arabia, they have one of the lowest birth-rates of any developed country. Some major towns have actually closed their maternity wards because of a lack of babies being born. The other thing, which is noticeable, is the extreme preference for the school-girl look. There's something about that look that symbolise innocence and the uncorrupted, which in Japanese ever advancing, workaholic and fast moving society that has a distain for tradition, many find comforting.
While drinking terrible Japanese beer in a bar, I encounter the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She is dressed as a schoolgirl and has a fresh innocent look about her, but she is clearly not a schoolgirl. I begin to wonder why she is dressed as a schoolgirl and sitting in a bar and then it hits me. She's a prostitute! I send her a sign to come over and talk to me, she hesitates, but gradually she does move over to me.
As she approaches me, I greet her. "Hi, you speak English?"
"Yes, I speak good English." She says to me.
"Hi, my name is Farah from Saudi Arabia and I am here on business. Tell me about yourself?"
"Hi Farah, it's nice to meet you. My name is Akari and I am also here on business." Her eyes are checking me out. Her light brown hair with auburn highlights looks soft and playful and her white skin with high-cheek bones and slender body give's her elegant look. Her voice is soft and very feminine and her shyness conforms to the stereotype of the look she is pushing. I look her up and down and with a naughty smile on my face, I ask her.
"Oh yeah, and what business would that be?" I place my hand and begin tapping on an empty seat next to me, signalling her to come and sit down. She complies and settles down quickly.
"I'm a student at University and I come here to earn extra money doing favours for people." I order a drink for her.
"What kind of favours?" I look closely at her beautiful lips and examine their movement.
"Whatever they want." Her reply fills my head with endless possibilities and her sweet and timid nature sends my imagination into wonderland and my heart into a riot. I have to stop myself from drooling at the possibility of what I can do to her. I feel so powerful and alive, then an idea hits me and I make my proposition to Akari.
"Akari, I really like the look of you, you are so beautiful. A true Japanese flower and one I want to deflower. But I don't want to use you like a whore, you're so much better than that. On the other hand, I understand that it's financially tough out there and you're in need of money. The thing is I am looking for something quite intimate. I travel all over the world and sleep around, but it does get very lonely, and I am here for two-weeks on business. How about this, for two weeks you are my girlfriend and you show me Japan and a good time, and I'll give you $10, 000 for all of it?"
Akari has a stunned look on her face, but after a moment passes, she regains her composure and responds. "Oh, I think Mistress Farah is being too generous, I'm not sure what I can do to earn such a gracious amount?"
"Just be you, that's all I need." I say with a widening smile on my face, "come on let's do some shots." We start downing shots and I listen attentively to Akari's story, she tells me of her background, education and relationships. I watch her lips move carefully, and every few moments, I interrupt her by kissing her lips. She is becoming less inhibited and more open, she starts asking my question about Saudi Arabia and is very curious to learn.
"So you're a princess, that's amazing. How far back does the Saudi Royal family go?"
"That's a difficult question. Our family goes back to the 18th century, when the Arabian Peninsula was under Ottoman Turkish occupation. Muhammad Ibn Saud, who I am directly descendent from on my father side, became the head of a town called Ad-Dar'iyah, and he made a pact with Islamic scholar and preacher called Muhammad Ibn Abd Al-Wahhab. Al-Wahhab was a religious puritan similar to the Christian movement called the Puritans. He founded a Salafist movement, but what the rest of the world calls Wahhabism, which seeks to cleanse Islam of impurities. Salafism means the ancestors of the first generation of Muslims, who are seen as the perfect Muslims and whom the movement wants to aspire too." I take another sip of my drink.
"The trouble with the Ottomans is they follow traditional Sunni Islam and are very urbanite and cosmopolitan in their outlook. Islam has many traditional schools of thought, which go back over a thousand years, and these schools of thought have developed vast religious cannons and traditions. The Salafists believe these traditions are corrupt and have lead to corrupt and false practises, they sought to create a literalistic reading of Islam's holy book and wipe away all traditions that came after it. They not only attacked Sunni traditions, but also turned Shias, Sufis and other non-mainstream form of Islam into their enemy."
"The Ottomans by this stage were already in steep decline. My ancestor created a pact with this Ibn Wahhab, and together they founded the first Saudi State in their area. They went on to attack the Ottomans and fight them for territories. The Sauds based their power on Religious Puritanism and tribalism and these two elements are still there today. My family only controlled a small piece of territory, but over time capture more from the Ottomans. During the First World War we became allies with the British and they helped us capture the rest of what is today Saudi Arabia. Initially the land was just called Arabia, but after my family unified the territory into a single country, it became Saudi Arabia, named after my family."
Akari looked amazed and didn't know how to respond and then I say, "Anyway, that's enough of a history lesson, let's have some fun."
I grab Akari's hand and we head out to a night club, and as we enter the club, I whisper into Akari's ear, "Take me away." Akari may have been a shy conversationalist, but she was anything but a shy dancer. She swirled her hips around me and shook her ass in my face. We had our arms wrapped around each other and kissed on the dance floor. My hand would go up her skirt from time to time.
