Obey Him: Part Four - The Penultimate Part by Amelia Stark

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Obey Him: Part Four - The Penultimate Part

(Amelia Stark)


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4.1 ~ Nadia Kateb: One.

 

My trip to the palace had been an eventful one, but I didn't enjoy it. Wearing just my light blue tunic, a white thong and a gold shock collar, Rukan took me to meet the house manager, Sheik Faizan. He was one of five men who sat on Prince Emidi's inner cabinet. That committee consisted of the Prince himself, Sheik Faizan, Mr. Kashif, and two other anonymous individuals who dealt with the estate's financial and legal matters.

I thought I was going to get some training on how to behave in the Prince's company, but after Rukan left me with Sheik Faizan, he wanted to have sex with me. He then used me during an interview in which he was looking to hire a prospective agent. After the sheik allowed the interviewee to intimately examine me and the other three thralls, he waited to see what value the young man would put on our heads.

It was like being sold all over again for me and the other three naked thralls. Once the Sheik had offered the young man a contract, he dismissed the other three thralls and I once again found myself alone with the sheik.

I thought he wanted to fuck me again, but he had other ideas. After making me crawl on all fours, on the end of a leash, he took me to his apartment and introduced me to his pet Puppy-boy, Hadi. My role, briefly, was that of a fuck toy for Hadi. After he had mounted me, I was allowed to shower before Sheik Faizan escorted me back to the dressing room where I was able to change back into my light blue tunic.

The sheik then took me to the trainer's office to speak to Mr. Kashif. After Talar had switched my collar off, I went to find Rukan, to let her know that I had returned.

I found the attractive thrall in the stables. She was standing by one of the tack benches. Two Pony-girls were having their tack changed from dowdy brown leather harnesses to brand new dark blue ones.

"You're late, Nadia. What kept you?"

"Sheik Faizan wanted to introduce me to his pet Puppy-boy."

"So, did you enjoy being shafted by Hadi?"

"You've met him?"

"Sure. Probably every thrall in the palace has been mounted by him at one time or another. He wanders the corridors at night, so look out if you're on your own in the late hours."

"Crikey, I'll watch out." I pointed at the Pony-girls. "Where are Frisky and Noor?"

"On the track, already stretching their legs. There'll be no training or racing today, just the team members getting to know each other. Talking of the team, we've got to go down to the grounds compound and fetch four of our squad."

"Did Master Shah agree to swap Cassia for Soreen?"

"No, he didn't. Soreen is a grade two thrall so he would only swap like for like. Mr. Kashif agreed to let the grounds manager have Sadaf for Soreen."

"What! She's one of our trainers. I can't believe Mr. Kashif agreed to that."

"We had a chat before he went to negotiate, and we decided the driver situation was the most important factor to get right. The assistant trainers are a luxury we can do without for a couple of days. As soon as Master Shah has found a young thrall, he'll be pleased to send Sadaf over to us, I'm sure."

"So, what's the plan with Soreen?" I asked.

"We'll fetch her back here. I want you to keep an eye on her, so I've had a larger bed put in your bedroom. We'll put her on the same diet as you and she can help with the generation of cunt cream. Get her showered and into a tunic, then bring her down to the track and we'll let her get her first taste of driving. At the end of the week, we'll assess her qualities and decide on her future."

"Couldn't we give her a stall so she could look after one of the Pony-girls?"

"Nadia, for now, I'm putting Tara with Frisky. Ruby with Noor. Ziab with Yasin and Cassia with Reza. One of those thralls will go over to the Pony-boy side and the other will be our reserve driver. I know Soreen. She's a handful and an attention seeker. Training her will also be a test of your management. Delegate work to Soreen, she's a grade two so has authority over the other four drivers.

"What about Sumi?"

"She's on her dais and is resting. Prince Emidi wants the Pony-girls feeding on Sumi's milk by the end of the week. Come on, I'll grab Zahir and well go fetch the rest of the team."

Zahir was one of the stable lads and was fitting Reza's tack. Rukan pulled him off that job and we set off across the concrete parking area toward the grounds compound.

Rukan put her hand on my shoulder. "Nadia, I'm with you. I'm sorry that Sadaf won't be joining us yet. I'm going to use all my influence to get her out of Master Shah's dirty mitts as soon as possible."

"Thanks, Rukan. That poor woman doesn't deserve to spend many more days digging the flowerbeds."

"Listen Nadia, we all may end up shovelling earth, so we need the best people to help us succeed. There's something about Soreen that could make the difference. That's why I supported the decision."

"We haven't got much time."

"Befriend her. Make her happy to be with us. I'm sure that she'll see things differently once she's driven a rig on the racetrack."

The guard opened the gate ahead of us, so I stayed well away from his Puppy-boy. The creature, sitting beside the guard, made my heart race and my temperature rise. The thralls were sitting on the bench eating while Soreen and a lad stood watching. As we neared, they scooped what was left of their meals with their fingers and then licked the plates clean.

"Hello, Rukan," Hashir said. "Your four thralls are ready." He signalled to them, whereupon they got to their feet.

Hariam looked down at Sadaf and laid a hand on her shoulder. "It'll only be a day or two."

Ziab looked sad. "It won't be long."

Cassia leant down and kissed her on the forehead. "See you soon."

They, along with Soreen, joined us and together, we headed toward the stables. I took one long, last look over my shoulder at the sad figure of Sadaf, sitting with her head down, then joined the others and left the compound.

As we approached the stables, I moved in beside Soreen and looked her in the eye. "Soreen, you're going to sleep with me for a few nights until you've settled in."

"Oh, I was expecting one of the male trainers to claim me," she said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"No, we've got to focus on building a team. You're going to help me and you're going to enjoy it."

We started to wander away from the rest of the group who were heading for the tack benches and Pony-boy stalls. I pointed at the line of stalls. "This is the Pony-girl side. My room is at the end. I'm the squad leader so I've got a slightly bigger room."

She looked over the doors as we passed the empty stalls, then followed me into my stall/room. Confronted with two daises, I had forgotten that Sumi was tethered to one.

"Oh, there's room for two Pony-girls and who's this?" She went over and stroked Sumi's tattoo. "Sumi. Is she the fastest one of the team?"

I laughed. "No, she's going to be our Dairy Pony. She'll soon be supplying milk to the team."

Soreen's already huge eyes enlarged. "What about the drivers?"

"No. We don't need milk."

The young Jap was wearing a blue leather hood and full tack. As Soreen was talking, she moved around to face Sumi. I followed her but wasn't quick enough to stop her from closing her lips on Sumi's right nipple.

"Soreen, stop. She's only just started her treatment."

The cheeky youngster lifted her head and smacked her lips. "No milk yet, but she's got nice suckable nipples. Do you like having yours sucked?"

I could see Masumi/Sumi's mirthless eyes staring at me. She was going to have to come to terms with her new role and get used to being the centre of attention for a while, until the novelty of her role wore off.

I grabbed Soreen's arm and led her into the bedroom. "I do like my nipples being sucked. Let's have a shower together, then I'll give you one of these." I pulled the neckline of my light blue tunic.

Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. I didn't doubt that my nipples weren't going to be the only thing she sucked before the day was out...