The Abduction of Alina
Alina was on her way to a date with her boyfriend, who apparently intended to propose to her today, but it was not meant to be. Alina was already approaching the cafe where they had agreed to meet her boyfriend Kolya when an expensive black car stopped, people in masks jumped out, quickly stuffed the girl inside, and the license-plate-less car quickly disappeared from view.
Kolya sat in the cafe for a while longer, but, not waiting for Alina, he left and walked away in bewilderment, wondering what could have happened to his beloved. The girl wasn't answering his calls. Kolya was very worried and even went to the police station in the evening,
but they said he had to wait, not enough time had passed yet. When the night passed, everyone was already looking for Alina—friends, parents, and Kolya—but the girl had disappeared somewhere.By this time, Alina was already abroad in one of the southern countries, being taken across the desert.
"Where are you taking me? Why do you need me?"
"Silence," one of the escorts shouted at her.
They arrived at a large estate where, despite the surrounding desert, everything was lush with greenery. The estate resembled more of a palace with a large park-like area. The girl was taken to a separate, smaller building compared to the main one. About an hour later, a woman who introduced herself as Fatima came to her.
"I am the senior wife of our highly respected master, and you have been brought into his harem."
"What harem? Why me?"
"Our master studied in your country before and likes girls of Slavic type. His man chose you specifically to be the master's wife, and the master approved the choice based on your photographs."
"But I have family back there who are worried, my fiancé who wanted to propose to me. I don't want to be your master's wife."
"Girl, you'd better accept it. Nothing can be changed now. And a message has already been sent to your family explaining where you ended up, so they won't worry and you can live here more peacefully."
A few days later, the family and Kolya received news that Alina was no longer in the country and that she had been chosen to become one of the wives of a wealthy sheikh. Naturally, the letter didn't specify exactly where. This brought little comfort to the family, but at least she was alive. Kolya suffered greatly; he had so hoped they would have a family with Alina, he had many plans, and now everything had collapsed.
Fatima began preparing Alina for the meeting with the master. She was taken to various beauty salons and plastic surgery clinics where the most modern specialists worked and the most advanced equipment in the world was available. Once, she was even taken abroad somewhere by plane. And quite a few procedures were done to Alina. Using a laser, all body hair except on her head was removed, and it would never grow back. They performed some procedures inside her vagina; something was implanted in her clitoris.
Thanks to modern technology without using silicone, her breasts were enlarged from size one to size four. The technology involved stimulating tissue growth using her own body. They also enlarged her buttocks, so now she had an amazing figure with large breasts and a large, yet neat, beautiful butt and a thin waist. Her cheeks were slightly enlarged, her facial features were adjusted, her lips were made fuller, so she became a very beautiful girl.
She hadn't complained about her appearance before, but after all the enhancements, Alina became a very sexy beauty. With the help of various baths, her skin became smooth and tender, making you want to press against her. If only Kolya could see her now, how beautiful his love had become.
A month later, the time came for the meeting with the master. Fatima brought the clothes in which Alina was to appear before the master. These were lace panties with beads attached to them, as well as a transparent material covering for her breasts that simply lay on top without supporting them, and over all this was a transparent robe-tunic. Her hair was curled and left loose, the hairstyle was very voluminous. Alina was incredibly seductive.
"It's time, the master is waiting," said Fatima.
Alina really didn't want to go there, but there was no way out. Thoughts of Kolya wouldn't leave her head—how he was suffering for her, how bad he felt. They were so young, they had met at university. Alina was finishing her final year this year, and Kolya had graduated last year, already got a job, and, having achieved stability in life, wanted Alina to become his wife.
"Come in, my young lady. I see they have worked well on you. I liked you before, but now they have made you a girl of divine beauty."
"I didn't really want to be kidnapped and have things done to me."
"Your thoughts are not important; all this was done to please me."
"Why are you treating me like this? I have a fiancé who was going to propose to me, and you ruined everything."
"I don't want you or your intimacy; you disgust me."
"Enough words, let's proceed to actions, my sweet girl."
The sheikh came close to Alina and began gently stroking first her head and face, then her neck; his hands descended to her breasts, and his fingers began gently wandering over them. He removed the tunic, and Alina was left only in her underwear, which was transparent and hid nothing.
The sheikh took her by the hand and led her to a large bed. He carefully laid the girl down, and his hands began wandering over her body. At first, Alina tried not to think and to detach herself from the process, but her body treacherously responded to the caresses. She already felt that she was wet between her legs, her nipples hardened, her breathing quickened, and the skin on her décolletage turned red. Alina clearly desired these caresses with her whole body.
At this time, Kolya sat at home in despair, thinking about Alina, whom he still loved. Next to him stood alcohol and a shot glass, which he filled from time to time and drank in one gulp without a snack. His thoughts were filled with hopelessness and sorrow.
The sheikh pulled Alina's panties down, and then removed the fabric covering her breasts. Now he not only moved his hands over the girl's body but also used his lips, passionately and tenderly kissing the girl's breasts, taking her nipples into his mouth and caressing them with his tongue. Such caresses drove Alina crazy, and now she couldn't control her exclamations and moans, which filled the entire room.
Alina had never been with a man before; with Kolya, they had only kissed. Her virginity had been removed in one of the plastic surgery clinics, so physically, she had no hymen. Alina was, of course, knowledgeable about sex and had previously satisfied herself, but experiencing pleasure in bed with a man was something she was about to do for the first time.
The kisses descended lower and lower. The master's hands spread the girl's legs apart, and his tongue found her femininity. Alina cried out from the wave of pleasure that pierced her. It's one thing to pleasure yourself with your hand, and another when someone else does it, especially with a gentle tongue. He continued the caresses, and Alina continued to moan and writhe until the moment of a wild release arrived. For a moment, she felt as if she were falling into an abyss.
When Alina came to her senses, the sheikh had already removed all his clothes and stood before her in all his glory. What struck her first was his muscular build and, most importantly, the size of his organ, which had swollen from arousal, with all the veins visible. In her lower abdomen, Alina felt a pleasant ache again at the realization that this giant would enter her. But then thoughts of Kolya returned to her. The sheikh was right that she would experience carnal pleasure and at the same time be tormented by her conscience.
The master approached her, leaned over her with his whole body, spread her thighs with his knees, and slowly inserted his organ. Surprisingly, Alina took him completely, all the way to the end. The secret was that the plastic surgeons had enlarged the size of her vagina during Alina's transformation, specifically to fit the size of the master's penis. He moved slowly, but each movement was incredibly pleasant for the girl. Among other things, they had enlarged her G-spot area, so his penis massaged it very well and provided unforgettable sensations.
He covered her with his body, supporting himself on his elbows and accelerating the movements of his hips. His lips found hers, and his tongue began to move in rhythm with his hip movements inside her mouth. Alina, no longer controlling her body, began to respond to his kisses with her tongue, and as she approached orgasm, she embraced the master. When she started to climax, he also accelerated his pace and released into her right at the moment of her highest peak.
"I will rest, my girl, and you will please me with your caresses and orgasms. I love watching from the side as girls come."
"Don't even think about it; I won't pleasure myself for you."
"I knew you were proud, but it's okay, I anticipated that too. During the plastic surgeries, arousal stimulators were implanted in your clitoris, vagina, and even your uterus. They are controlled by a remote control or remotely via a special app. In other words, I can turn them on from anywhere. I can arrive, and you'll already be craving sex with me."
The battery charges from movement; you can't sit still all day, you'll still walk and move, and it will charge during that time. And it's impossible to remove these stimulators without surgical intervention. So you are completely in my power. Well, now let's test this innovation.
The master turned on the stimulators with the remote, and Alina was immediately pierced by pleasant sensations in her lower abdomen; everything there pulsed and contracted pleasantly. The girl was caught off guard; he could control her whenever he wanted; now she didn't belong to herself. The arousal grew; the master pressed something else, and the intensity increased. Alina could no longer endure it; a crazy orgasm overwhelmed her, but he wasn't going to turn off the stimulators, and after a minute, the girl convulsed again.
"Alright, that's enough for now. By the way, there's a mode of weak stimulation that arouses but doesn't allow you to come; I'll probably use that to warm you up before my visits."
"How could you do this to me? I'm ashamed of myself."
"I like it. Oh, by the way, I sent your fiancé photos of your transformation. Let him admire what his ex-girlfriend has become. And if he wants, let him still think you're his girlfriend; it's even more interesting that way. I should have waited until you married him to indulge in sexual pleasures with a married woman; that's so arousing."
"Stop it, it's bitter for me to hear all this."
"Truth hurts. Better let's continue."
The master began to caress Alina again; this time, he turned her onto her stomach and began kneading her transformed, sexy buttocks with his hands. Alina's body betrayed her again, and she surrendered to these crazy caresses. Having sufficiently aroused himself, the sheikh positioned the girl on all fours and, in this position, began making rhythmic movements with his penis inside the girl's vagina. All that could be heard were the slaps of his body against Alina's buttocks and the moans of the girl, who came several times during this.
All this continued for several more hours until the master was satiated with Alina's body. The girl left him late at night; after such fucking, she couldn't bring her legs together. Her body was satiated with the act of love. Alina admitted to herself in her heart that she had enjoyed it all very much and had never experienced anything like it, but her conscience gave her no peace, and she felt shame before her potential fiancé.
Such nights of love became commonplace between the sheikh and Alina; now this was her new life, and that old life, though still in her memory, somehow became more distant and inaccessible over time.