Servicing the Sheikh

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The Sheikh is presented with the evidence against Sarah, and decides her fate.

Chapter 4 (v.1) - The Sheikhs decision

Submitted: November 24, 2010

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Sheikh Ali looked down at the young woman lying on the hospital bed. Monitors leads and drips attached to her body making it seem even smaller than she already was. Now that she was cleaned and he could actually see her clearly he was struck by such a painful weight in his chest.
She was only a tiny thing, just over 5ft from what he could make out of her small frame under the sheets. Her skin which he assumed was normally pale, was as white
as the crisp hospital sheets, and she had very dark purple shading under each eye. Her lips were swollen and looked painfully blistered and cracked. Yet, under all this, he could see such a rare beauty in her. She had long wavy dark brown hair, that he could imagine was as soft as silk, and would shine with a high gloss when freshly washed and lovingly combed. She had a small angular face, with a tiny upturned nose, and bow shaped lips that were full and lush. He could see why men would pay her for her delights, but the thought set uneasily on his stomach.


"How could such a delicate flower as she reduce herself to the paid service of dishonourable men?" he thought.
With a deep sigh, he turned from her sight and headed out of the room to speak to the warden in the corridor about her charges.

"Do you have the documentation?" he asked the warden.
"Yes sire, as you can see, the young woman is Sarah Bradey, she is 27 years old, and her application for entry into the country claims that she employed in a clerical duties position." The warden leafed through the papers.

"However, you can see for yourself the attire she was wearing" the warden held up the garments in question. "Only one trying to sell her wares would dare to wear lingerie in public, and as she took off her Jacket, she was wearing only this silk and lace piece that barely covered her womanly form sire. This is what drew my attention to her. After inspecting her luggage however, it became obvious that her clerical duties position was just a cover for being a prostitute."
"I have brought her case so that you may yourself inspect the items within sire should you wish." Feeling rather proud of himself for presenting such a strong argument to Sheikh Ali, the wardens chest puffed out as he held up Sarah’s port.

"Yes, bring it over to the table and let me see what has you so convinced of her disrepute."


The warden popped the twin locks on either side of the case, and opened it, holding up the silky and breezy dresses that Sarah has packed for her trip.
"Not only do these cover very little sire, but they would provide too much temptation for our men. That however, is not what proved her sins though sire, this does..."
The warden handed Ali the box from the bottom of the case, opening the lid and presenting it to him like a sacred gift.
Ali peered into the box, and gasped. Never before in his life had he ever seen items like these. He held up the whip, running his fingers along its soft leather strips, then couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have it gently lashed across his buttocks, then have the slight sting nibbled and kissed away.


Dropping the whip as his own thoughts shocked him, he reached in and drew out the black lace teddy.
"This has no bottom to it" he whispered to himself.
"Err sire... it is meant to have no crutch to it. It is so that a man can uhh... introduce himself to a woman without removing it."
Ali blushed and dropped it back, picking up instead the vibrator.
"And this?... what is this for?" he asked.
Ali had been raised and educated by his proud father, who saw to it that only the finest tutors taught his son. This included a very thorough education into the sacred teachings of the marital arts. His teacher had been a gnarled old scholar, who had taught him all the many ways that Allah blessed a man so that he could pleasure his
wife... but none of these teachings had prepared him for the things that were in this box.

Blushing himself now, the warden leaned closer to Sheikh Ali's ear and whispered "Women turn it on, and use it to pleasure themself, it is used the same way a husband would use his manhood sire."


Ali listening intently was turning it around in his fingers, examining it closely, and had just bumped the tiny switch on its base, turning it ones the Wardens words sank in.
The vibrator came to life and buzzed violently in his fingers, startling Ali so much, that he dropped it onto the hospital's marbled floor where its buzzing was suddenly amplified, sounding out loudly throughout the whole room.

Ali quickly bent over and snatched it back up, flipping the switch back off again and with an open mouthed expression, looked the warden in the eye, and said "women put this in their....."
The warden cut him off and answered with a nod.
"By Allah... why would a woman need to use this? surely her husband would know how to pleasure his wife with no need for ....... THIS!" he grimaced as he tossed it back into the box. In all his adult life, partaking in the pleasures that his harem afforded him, he had never had to reduce to using an object to bring pleasure to a women. This object was an insult to his very male pride.

"The woman has no husband to speak of sire, she is travelling alone, and I have my doubts that any husband could stand to see his wife selling her body to others."
"You are right, there must be no husband" Ali nodded his head as he spoke.

"There is also the matter of the note that accompanied the items in the box sire" the warden waved the note at Ali.
Sheik Ali took the note, and slowly read it, his forehead creasing in a frown as the words sank in.
"This does show that she came here to improve her financial status with her body" he said disappointedly.
He then rubbed his hand over his stubbled chin as he paced back and forth in deep thought.


"Confiscate her passport warden, and send her paperwork to the palace. Once she is well enough, I will have her released from the hospital into my care. I will not have her with her adulterous ways corrupting our people. She will be sent to work as a servant in my palace." Ali then stopped pacing, took a few deep breaths in and looked at the warden with a grave look on his face.
" While according to our oldest laws, her crimes warrant the death sentence, I will show leniency due to her injury, and instead sentence her to life in servitude for our
County."
"As you wish sire. You are a very wise and just leader to us all" the warden nodded, smiling his approval.

Satisfied that he had served justice fairly, Sheikh Ali left the hospital and returned to his palace for some much needed sleep.


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