After my little tryst with J.J. I didn't see her again for a long time. We occasionally talked on the phone, but we were both traveling a lot and couldn't get together.
One of my trips was a 3 day shoot in Morocco for Cosmopolitan Magazine. One of the photographers was Alex who had helped me get the shoot with Sports Illustrated. As we were wrapping up on the last day Alex came over to me and told me there was someone who wanted to talk to me. I looked in the direction he was indicating and saw a man of about 40, dark skin and clothed from head to toe in white. His head was covered and he had a beard.
I had heard there was a Saudi Prince in Morocco and wondered if this might be him.
"What does he want?" I asked.
"What they all want, no doubt," he said, "but with this guy money is no object."
I walked over to him and introduced myself. He said his name, but because of the accent I didn't hear it clearly. He asked me to take a walk with him and he turned toward the beach. We walked in silence for several minutes, and when we got to the shore he pointed toward the ocean.
"You see that ship out there?" he asked.
"Yes," I said.
"That is my yacht. I would like you to accompany me on a cruise of the Mediterranean."
"You what?" I asked in disbelief. Who did he think he was?
"You will be well paid for your time, tell me how much you want and you will have it," he said.
I was stunned. I stood there staring at his yacht. It was more like an ocean liner.
"How long?" was the only thought that came to me.
"Two weeks," he said.
"I don't know, this is very sudden," I said. "I have to think about it."
"I will pay you $50,000 a week."
I had been thinking of a diplomatic way of saying no, but suddenly my eyes popped out of my head. Alex was right; money was no object to this guy.
"$10,000 a day," I said.
"Agreed," he said. "I will have someone pick you up at your hotel. We will have dinner on the sea."
Two hours later I was on a speed boat racing out of the harbor toward the prince's ship. Once aboard my guide showed me to my quarters.
"I get my own room?" I asked.
"The prince likes his privacy. When he needs you he will call for you, and you will come."
His tone made it clear that there was no other option. I began to feel a little fear creeping in. I was practically a prisoner.
"What about the money he is going to pay me, when do I get that?" I asked.
"Give me the name of your bank and your account number, and the money will be wired within the hour."
I was worried about giving him that information, but decided that I was committed, so I looked it up and gave it to him.
I unpacked my things then left the room and began to explore. The ship was really huge and I soon realized that I needed my guide or I would get lost. As if he had read my mind he rounded a corner headed in my direction. As he approached I couldn't' help noticing that he was dressed in a suit instead of a thobe and his head was uncovered. He was also good looking and well built.
Hmmm, a body guard, I mused. I wonder if...
"Ma'am, the prince insists that I accompany you at all times when you are not in your room. It is easy to get lost, and there are places on this ship that could be dangerous to you. Now, if you will come with me we will see to your money transfer."
"Ok," I said, "but only if you call me Terri, and I want to know your name."
"You may call me Jamal."
We went into a room filled with computers. I watched as he transferred the money into my account. I was not thrilled that he was able to see my balance, but the fact that it way more than doubled made me feel better.
At that moment Jamil's phone rang. He stepped away and spoke for a moment, then turned and told me that the Prince was ready for me now. I followed him through various corridors and was thankful that he was guiding me. I'd be lost in 30 seconds on my own.
We entered a cabin and found some clothes on a bed.
"You are to change into these robes, wearing nothing else, and then proceed through that door," he said. "The prince is waiting in that room, please don't delay."
He turned and left through the door we had entered.
I looked at robes. One was shear and the other dark. It was obvious which one I was to wear on the inside.
I knew that the moment had come and I was to start earning my $140,000. I took off my clothes and put on the sheer robe then the dark one over it. I opened the door and entered the next room. It was dimly lit but I could see the prince sitting in a chair against the far wall.
"Come closer Terri," he said.
I walked over and stood before him.
"Please take off the robe."
I took off the dark outer robe. He said nothing but looked me up and down slowly. I felt a little subconscious being almost naked before a prince, but at the same time a little aroused. I could feel my nipples getting hard. I think the prince noticed it too as his gaze kept returning to my breasts.
The prince stood up and took of his robe. He was wearing nothing underneath and his cock was already hard. He walked around behind me and pulled my robe off and tossed it in the chair with his robe. He placed his hands on my shoulders and ran then down my arms to my hips, across my stomach and finally up to my breasts. He pressed his stiff rod against my back and squeezed my breasts.
He moved around in front of me and took my hand. We walked to one side of the room and he put a blindfold on me. This made me nervous, but I knew there was nothing I could do.
He lifted one arm and I felt something soft encircle my wrist. He then did the same with my other wrist. He then did the same with both of my ankles.
Suddenly I heard a cranking sound and my arms were pulled over my head. He moved my legs apart and I heard the cranking sound again and I felt a slight pull on each ankle. I realized I was in a bondage situation and felt a mixture of fear and arousal.
"Do not be alarmed," he said, "I will not hurt you."
I felt something very cold on my stomach. I instinctively sucked my tummy in before I realized it must be ice. The cold traveled upwards to my breast, moved around my nipple, then moved to the other breast. The cold made my nipples harder and fully extended.
He continued running the ice around my body, down the crack of my ass and across my pussy lips. I found myself getting more aroused as the ice traveled over my body.
He stopped and I felt nothing for a moment, then I felt something soft against my stomach and around my back. He had placed another collar on me, this time at the waist. Soon I was lifted off of my feet. I felt myself move through the air and then stop; I was suspended in a horizontal position with my legs apart. I felt the ice again, starting at my nipples and continuing down to my womanhood. He pressed it between my lips and slid it up and down across my clit. This was a new sensation and found myself liking it and growing more aroused.
The ice was removed and I felt his hard shaft replace it. He rubbed his cock between my lips until my skin warmed up and his cock was lubricated with my vaginal fluids. I then felt him enter me, just the head at first, then slowly pressing forward. His hands were at my hips as he held me in position and slowly drove his shaft in until it was completely engulfed. He held it there for a moment, not moving, and then slowly pulled it back out. His movements were agonizingly slow as he repeated his thrusts and I found myself almost getting frustrated. To my relief he gradually increased the tempo and after a couple of minutes was pounding his cock into me hard and fast. I was moaning now and soon had an orgasm. He continued to fuck me in this was for a couple more minutes and I had several more orgasms.
He stopped and pulled out of me. I began to move again and felt myself become vertical, the back down, this time facing downward. Once again I felt the ice on my body but this time it was focused around my ass. He slid it up and down in the crack of my ass several times, each time pressing on my asshole, and each time pressing a little harder. Finally he pushed the ice completely inside my ass.
The feeling was totally different than anything I'd felt before. I could feel the cold inside me and it was an eerie feeling. Very quickly I felt the prince enter me again, sliding his cock slowly in to the hilt. He held it there and I thought he might be trying to feel the cold. When he filled my pussy and expanded the walls I felt the cold even stronger.
Soon he began to thrust into me again, and this time he wasn't slow. Within a few seconds he was ramming his cock into me hard and deep. I continued to feel the cold and found it to be extremely stimulating. My excitement grew rapidly and I began to have orgasms again, one after another and each one stronger than the previous.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh prince, ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh yeeeessss, fuck me prince, ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh Gaaaaaaaaaaawwwwdd yeeeeeeeeessssssssss, OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH GAAAAWWD, OH GOD, OH GOD, OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSS," I screamed through repeated orgasms. I kept cumming and finally felt his cock begin to swell. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh," he began to shoot his seed into me. He kept thrusting hard until he finished cumming.
He stood there, his cock inside me, trying to catch his breath. Finally he pulled out and moved away. A moment later he righted me and set me on my feet. He removed my bindings and my blindfold and told me to get dressed.
As I put on my robes I realized that I had officially become a call girl, and I liked it.
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