A Turkish Delight Part 4

The Vice Regal Ball was winding up as I made my way back to the main ballroom and to where Anwar stood smoking his cigar and looking to see where his new toy had disappeared too. As I approached him I knew that I was in trouble as he stood with a steel stare as I made my way to him. I hoped that he had not found out that I had just had an affair with the young lieutenant.

"Where have you been my little cock whore"? he snarled as he grabbed my wrist.

I stammered as he pulled me to his side like some young dog.

"I was getting some air."

"I told you what you were to do and you disobeyed me so now you will be punished my little slut."

He pulled me to the stairs which led to the upper part of the large embassy and then he continued to drag me along the plush carpet until we reached the large door leading to the master bedroom.

"Now you know you are to be punished and it awaits you, so you will go in and beg for your lack of obedience.

He knocked and pushed the large door open and I was forced inside. The door slammed shut and the lock clicked letting me know there was no escape.

I was standing alone and I felt myself become sick with worry as to what fate awaited me. My eyes searched the room for some escape but there would be none. I was distracted for only a second when the door at the far end of the room opened.

Someone entered and in the dim light it was hard to make out who it was. As the person approached me I soon realised it was the Ambassadors wife dressed in a white robe.

She was a short woman about the same height as Anwar and I remember when meeting her and the ambassador at the start of the evening that she was less than attractive. She was overweight and her breasts seemed to hang like large pendulums almost down to her naval. Her hair was jet black and perched high on her head and her makeup was thick and sluttish looking. As she now appeared in the light in front of me I soon realised there was something slightly different.