dedicated to Dhanraj.
- Kira darling, I would like to present you a cousin, Dhanraj Singh. He has a thriving business in the United Arab emirates and in Oman.
- Please to meet you, Dhanraj! I'm surprised Kyrhan had never spoken of you!
- A pity as I would have loved to meet you much sooner!
Dhanraj was a handsome well built man. He was wearing a quite classical business suit. Kira was sure that this presentation meant that Kyrhan had something boiling somewhere. He had plenty of cousins in India and he rarely came with them in the harem private part of his hotel palace that was reserved for his girls and their husbands and boyfriends. Kira waited for Kyrhan to explain his plans. He didn't like to be ushered, so she always played the role of the cool submissive wife, especially when a stranger was there.
- The Indian government is planning a joint venture between Oman and India. I'm going there for official negotiations. Peter will come along as his company will be the industrial partner. He will need his personal banking adviser Dina but not immediately but just when the general lines of the contract had been defined. Peter wants Leena to accompany Dina. Perhaps you could come along.
- What will we have to do?
- I'm afraid that the first three days will be purely business with late meetings. Dhanraj has proposed to receive you in his house and take you for a trip in the desert : a princess in the desert, that could be very romantic, don't you think so?
- I never spent some time in the desert. That could be an opportunity! How do you want us to travel, Dhanraj? Landrover or truck?
- Nothing of that kind, princess Kira : traditionnally on the back of a camel!
- God! Do you want the three of us to done Bedouin's garments?
- No, Kira, we'll form a caravan and you'll travel like princesses did in the old times, in a pod, wearing a princess outfit complete with face and head veils. You'll be in traditional Muslim country : you'll have to conform to local tradition! The other men will be allowed just to see your eyes!
- Mmmmhhh! I would love to spend some time as a veiled woman completely cloistered in a real harem, watching the outside world through a moucharaby!
- Your wish will be granted : I have bought recently the house of a former sheikh. It will be our destination. I would be quite pleased to lock you in the harem.
- Beware, Dhanraj! Kira is a hottie, a garam gilli choot (hot wet cunt). If you lock her in your harem, she may rape you and your camel drivers as well!
- I was just joking, cousin! I never thought to...
- But you may! I wouldn't mind, Dhanraj! You offered to entertain my wife and her two friends. I would be ungrateful forbidding you to enjoy them! Just don't do them any lasting harm!
That was why Kira, Leena and Dina landed on Mascate airport on an early day of October. Dhanraj was waiting for them at the exit. He told them to put on scarves, mostly to protect them from the searing sun. He then led them toward his car and sped away.
- I thought we would mount the camels immediately, Dhanraj!
- You're joking, Leena : Mascate is a modern city. My house is far in the green mountains (Jebal Akhdar or Djebel Khadra if you lived in North Africa). We'll start from a small village near Tanuf. The waterfalls are superb in this season!
Neither of the girls had ever visited Oman : they were glued to the windows. After four hours, they arrived to their destination. They immediately discovered the camels waiting for them : there were twelve of them, six with saddles and three carrying a bizarre pointed contraption. It was probably what Dhanraj had referred to as a pod and it was quite adequate. There was a large opening on both sides. They were closed with a gauze curtain that was so thin you could really see through it. three draught camels completed the caravan. They were carrying real goatskins filled with water.
Dhanraj made the girls enter a house nearby. He herded them into a dark room with closed shutters.
- I've prepared adequate outfits for you. Kyrhan has faxed me your measurements. I hope it will fit!
When the girls discovered the clothes, they were amazed : harem pants in see through lace with something between Indian choli and European bikini, heavily decorated with sequins and baubles as a top. It was made with the same lace material. They could have stayed nude!
- You want us to put on these revealing clothes but there would be a revolution in the village!
- No, Kira! I've prepared a tulip cloak that will completely envelop and hide you as you climb in your pod. There's a slit in the cloak and you'll be able to creep into your pod without flashing your boobs, cunt or buttocks even to the camel drivers.
- Just a very basic question : how will we manage to relieve ourselves? The trip will be long.
- Four hours if we go straight to our goal without stopping. You'll have a chamber pot if the need arises!
- You have thought to everything, Dhanraj!
- I'm doing my best, Kira.
- The pods are large enough for two. How do you want us to arrange?
- One of the girls in each pod. You'll see why in an hour!
They started their slow travel. The gait of camels was somewhat strange : they were ambling along and the feeling was similar to the one aboard a ship. The three girls accustomed to it rapidly. The heat was appalling and it was much more difficult to adapt to it. Kira was grateful Dhanraj had made her put on that flimsy outfit. It may be revealing, obscene, anything you want but she was able to take advantage of the slightest wind to refresh her skin.
They were alone in their pods and they were given ample time to reflect on their situation, pampered but managed like puppets by the caravan master. Kira felt in an unusually strong submissive mood. She didn't know why but it must be the fact she was totally passive, with no influence on anything. Suddenly, a camel arrived to the left of her pod and Dhanraj swiftly jumped from his saddle into the pod through the opening.
Kira felt embarrassed : her clothes were so flimsy that she could have been naked. Her husband's cousin could easily see her nipples and her slit underneath. She should have been angry with this intrusion but she smiled to Dhanraj.
- Hello, cousin, how can I help you?
- During this trip where I escort three new girls for my harem, it will be Master for the three of you, girl!
- As you want, Master!
- You are learning quite fast, lass! Kyrhan has allowed me to enjoy you at will. I couldn't wait to arrive and I've decided to take a first sample of you!
- Kyrhan had not expected you would fuck me on top of my camel. Do you know I am rather vocal at times and all your camel drivers will know what we are doing!
- I don't care! They may want to sample your assets themselves but we are just twelve for you three : Satisfying us shouldn't be too big a problem for you, don't you think so, slut?
- You're right, Master. In fact, any of us had had to face quite serious gangbangs.
- Then I'll ask for the male dwellers of my village : they are sturdy mountaineers and they would be pleased to seriously fuck an Indian girl and two white women, especially pretty ones like you!
- Thanks, Master. Just note that Dina has a stitch to her cunt. She shouldn't be fucked by really big cocks.
- Yes, Kyrhan has specified it. I will just give her to the boys and the old men!
- I'm afraid you didn't catch what Kyrhan meant : she cannot receive big cocks up her cunt but she can easily accommodate them in her ass and mouth. Kyrhan rammed her ass once more just before we left for Mascate in the men's toilets.
- Kyrhan, in Men's toilets with a woman? I cannot believe it!
- Ask Dina then!
