Hey guys, this story contains some hardcore graphic content, there is no happy moment, just pure and brutal humiliation and ruthless domination which would send some shock waves down there in your pants. Hope you enjoy it. And this is a dark, twisted story so those who can't bear it, please stay away, and also haters, well please stay away. And those who don't like the idea of fucking an ass hole brutally, well sorry but this story has it plenty of it.
It is just a story and take it like that, just a fiction, and this is not suitable for real life. So don't compare it with real life and just have fun reading it.
She was a living with her husband since last 4 years. She was a thirty year old woman and she was an absolute goddess. From her appearance to her looks, everything was perfect. She was 5 feet 8 inches tall with an amazing curvy shape.
She had those beautiful eyes, a pair of pouty lips, it was her figure that attracted almost every manly eye whenever she came in front of anybody. She was a slim girl with a 34-24-34 figure. She had those juicy tits, which looked like two big juicy and tasty mangoes and her slim stomach made them highlighted even more.
Down there she had those long slim legs paired with two silky toned thighs and her perfectly round and bouncy buttocks which were always a sight to watch whenever she walked. She was a muslim woman who was raised in a conservative environment and she had to keep her whole body covered all the time.
She had always been like this. Her body and face were like a white cream in colour which was kept hidden behind those hijab and burqa. She had never had experienced those intimate feelings in her life. Sex was a prohibited topic to talk around. She had never shaved her sexy body at all.
Four years ago, she was married to a guy who was ten years older from her just because he was wealthy businessman. And she had lived a lavish life in these last four years. She was well taken care of and she had all the facilities available at her disposal.
Yet there was a very little sexually intimate life she was living. Her husband was a very busy man and hungry for money. He was rarely there with her intimately and she has had sex only a few times in those four years.
And she was fine with that. As she was raised like that. Her body was her privilege and proud. It was her dignity. As the time passed, she became more self aware about her body. She started shaving her sexy toned legs and body, but her pussy was still a hairy bush.
She was okay with this life. She was alone, but she never thought of any other man as she was taught from her family to never even think of any body else except her husband. She was a loyal wife. But man were always fond of her striking beauty. Whenever she stepped outside of her house, she was the centre of attraction even when she would cover her whole body in that body hugging burqa.
Her sexy curves were the dreams of many man to penetrate the holes in between those curves.
Her name was "Fareeda" and she was a total babe.
She was having a good time until a situation appeared from nowhere. Her country was a small country and rich in minerals and it had many rivals who wanted their hands on it. Her country had always maintained a tight grasp on its land and never let any enemy take control of it.
But their enemy had made alliance with a few more parties and they all attacked her country collectively. There was no way her country's government could take on with them and the official flew away. There was chaos all around and nobody was safe. The armies of that collective alliance was having fun along their way.
Fareeda's husband had some connections and he managed to arrange two seats in a plane which was taking some survivors to somewhere safe. There were ten planes which flew away and there was only one plane left to fly away. He told her to pack her bags and get on the plane.
"But what about you" she asked.
"I will be there when it will be ready to fly, i will catch you there" he said.
She packed her bags, and she went straight to airport. When she reached there, it was total chaos and she went to the person her husband told her to meet and he took her into the plane and arranged a seat for her.
"Thank you mister" she said.
"It is alright, your husband is my friend and it is my duty to help his family. By the way, where is he, i have some of his possessions with me" he asked.
"Oh it is okay, he will be here, you can put the parcels in my luggage" she said.
He got her luggage and put those parcels in her luggage. There were two small parcels left and her luggage didn't have space any more.
"Can you keep these in your handbag miss" he asked.
"Okay" she took those and put them in her handbag. She was waiting for her husband but there was so much crowd inside the plane that she couldn't see him anywhere. Passengers were three time more than the actual capacity. They were sitting, standing at any place they could find, even the toilet.
Plane started to take off and with in minutes, they were on their way to safety. It was moving swiftly and it was on course. Half an hour was passed and she fell asleep on her seat. Suddenly she had to wake up as she felt some turbulence. The weather was very bad for the course. It was raining with thunderstorm and it was predicted that it would remain the same for the next 24 hours.
Pilot decided to continue with the route. There was a danger but there was a hope of a good life beyond all that thunderstorm. They prayed, they stayed on the course and finally, after a long flight travel, they reached to their destination.
"All passengers, please form a line and there would be a routine inspection, so keep your documents ready" a voice said on a loudspeaker.
Fareeda was looking for her husband but she couldn't see him anywhere. The inspection started and the checking inspector was checking for anything unusual as well as their documents. Every one on the flight had their documents with them.
And finally her number came.
"Name" he asked.
"Fareeda" she said.
"Okay miss Fareeda, can i see your passport please" he asked.
"Sir, actually i am here with my husband and he has my documents" she said.
"Okay, then where is he" he asked.
"He must be somewhere in the line" she said.
"Alright, step aside and wait for your husband to arrive and let me check others" he said.
She stepped aside. It was a long line and she was looking every now and then if her husband was there. Two hours had passed and only a few people were left.
Line was getting shorter and shorter and finally only ten people remained. She was sitting beside the checking officer in his office and passengers were coming one by one in there. There were only five remaining and sooner came the second last person.
He got his documents checked and went away. She was certain that the last one must be her husband. The door opened and someone came in and she straight away looked at his face. She had not seen him for a day now, and she was eager to see him.
He entered inside and when she started to come to greet him, she saw his face, it was someone else and she was shocked. There was no one left and she was the last one. All the passengers had left to their destinations.