A Turkish Delight Part 3

The vice regal party continued and I was now trapped at continued well into the night as the guests continued to consume more free alcohol. I don't know which disturbed me the most as I walked from room to room. Was it the glares of the women or perhaps the glances and touches of the men? The women whilst looking friendly didn't appreciate the attention I was getting from their men as they looked at me as if I were some sort of cheap slut. I had seen myself in the mirror and I have to admit I cut a very reasonable figure in my long red dress. I was 5'9 tall and having somewhat feminine looks I could easily pass and had to this time done so. My dress showed off my curves and the slit showed off my long legs. I could feel the ambassador's seed slowly leak into my panties from my earlier fucking and I wish I had others to put on. As I continued on my way I wondered if Anwar or the Ambassador had conveyed to every man both their and my secret or was I being a little paranoid. I would soon find the answer to that question.

As I made my way into the main ballroom I noticed a tall and young looking Lieutenant make his way toward me, to where he stopped directly in my path.

"Excuse me Miss, I have to ask are you here with anyone"?

"Why yes Lieutenant," I replied nervously.

"I'm here with Captain Anwar."

I noticed the change in his demeanour and saw a somewhat scared look appear over his face.

"Then perhaps I may have to take my chances with the Captain for a beautiful young woman as you"

He took my hand pressing it too his lips and led me to the dance floor where there was little time for any type of protest on my part. I was soon in his arms as he pressed me to his large frame. His hand pressed my buttocks and he pulled me tightly into him. I feared he might feel my clit, which was beginning to become hard as he seemed to be pushing the air out of me. There was also the chance that perhaps Anwar might see us and I didn't need that sort of trouble.