Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 07:38:49 -0500
From: pensuwana lacrox <slacrox@mail.com>
Subject: Je'anne the bisexual tycoon pt 8 by pensuwana

Our motorcade stretches out along the roads almost a mile, with housing
motor homes, armored cars, trucks full of soldiers, limousines, refer
trucks to carry our food supply, supply trucks, and the Princesses
specially built armored stretch limousine, and who ever said these
Arabia's do not drink alcoholic beverages has never been here, for my
limo is stocked with the finest Champaign from France, also my limo has 2
enclosed areas, one for me, Susi, and Hagi, the other for 5 special body
guards, with an opening smoked glass window between them, so although we
have our privacy, my security is a push of a button away. As we ride
along Hagi asks, "How can you not promise to stay here after uniting
these 3 nations, will this not be your largest money source."

"Hagi, please do not ask me to tell you my worth...it has no place between
us, my only concern now is to have harmony thorough out the country and
all the people loving me as they did Ali."

"My princess once you do they'll only have allegiance to you, and no one
will take your place if you leave. By doing so you will create division
among the people again...please, Je'anne I implore you, think long and hard
before you say again, only until..."

"Hagi, do you know I own what used to be Debeer diamond , an aircraft,
ship building company that is the largest on earth, my fleet of aircraft
span the globe nears being the largest, oil tankers, a charter service
larger than any other. A cattle ranch as large as Yemen. My fashion
designs are the envy of every woman on earth, a genetics lab that is
redefining what genetics really is, one of my resorts are worth 4
billion. And so much more, and you ask m..."

I drop my head, as tears come to my eyes, and Susi and Hagi hear me
crying, so Hagi asks, "Why are you crying...what was said to cause this."

Through my tears I reply, "Didn't you hear it, what I was saying...all me,
mine, I, oh...Hagi forgive me...you are right...your Princess was only thinking
of herself...I have to grow out of that kind of thinking, for I have
millions of my subjects who now look to me for guidance. So as you wish
my love, I am this countries until I die."

"Do you swear on Allah."

"Yes Hagi...I do so swear."

"Then my Princess we have a new banner to proclaim through out the
country, for all your subjects had to know is that you are wholly
dedicated to the future and prosperity of this nation...and My Princess a
mere 5 years was not enough time. I will allow you this, to travel to the
different enterprises you have if you must, but never stay. And you must
kneel before the old Cleric at Mecca and dedicate and vow your life to
Allah, Islam, Mohamed and Saudi Arabia. Will you do that."

"Yes Hagi."

"Good because we're almost there."

"You sly old dog, you knew I'd give in."

"Je'anne you do not have to spend a year running around the country to
gain what you need, simply give allegiance to Allah on Camera so the
world can see. You see Je'anne all Arabia knew you came to marry Ali and
would be an absent ruler after he died, leaving me to do it. So we had
problems. I'm not that popular. Ali hoped that he'd some how convince you
to stay, after you became pregnant he died peacefully knowing you'd have
to stay at least long enough for his son to become of age, but even that
is only 12, but to the people a 12 year old child is not who they think
of as their ruler. But a trillion ire who will give them even more, and
is so perfectly lovely to behold, also who will dedicate her life to
Allah, and Arabia...that they will follow. Now let me tell you about the
ceremony, first you will lay, prone on the floor and repeat after him,
setting on your knees, you'll then wash his feet, with your hair, and dry
them with your gown, stand and bow and kiss the ring on his right middle
finger, and in that position back off away from him. It'll take about an
hour, be televised over every other program in the country. After that,
you'll not only have all the Princes but all your so very loyal subjects.
Then if you wish we can travel and without all this armament. Then you
can lay down your dictates and they'll be followed to the letter...and my
Princess, if you wish you can demand we all refer to you as Queen
Je'anne, but first you must take an Arabian name for yourself, or better
yet...ask the Cleric to give you one. You do know your official last name
is Ibn Saud, which is all our last names, for we are all of the same
family."

Hagi, I may be a dumb occidental but I have been here almost 2years and
learn quickly, yes I know that."

We got there and waiting 3 days for the Cleric to see me. The ceremony
was simple and neat, after when I asked him for my new name he, without
hesitating says, Je'onn'ni Al Garbere Ibn Saud...do you dispute my choice."

"No my master, it is a wise choice."

That was it, and nothing more. Sally had arrived and saw the whole thing
and had some one tell her what was going on and as she later tells me
said to herself, what has my baby gotten herself into now."

We took the long way around getting back to the palace in Riyadh, where
even before I see Sally they have another ceremony where I am proclaimed
Queen of Arabia, and Hagi goes about finding out who of the 60 members of
the council are in agreement with my having this office and who are not,
those who were not of course were asked to leave and others brought in.
the main objection was of course me being a woman, and not Arabic,
trained from child hood in the traditions and teachings of Mohamed, at
which time I say, "Council members...those of you who doubt my knowledge of
the Koran ask..."

One speaks up, "Ask what...my Queen."

"Any part of the teachings of Mohamed or the writings in the Koran. I
will gladly answer any question you may have, I am here because you need
me and my wealth and influence. Saudi Arabia is a great nation, together
we can make it the greatest nation. If I did nothing more than move my
conglomerate here it would over tax the working population by so much we
couldn't import enough workers to fill all the positions. My gross yearly
product is a 100 trillion USD, of which the profit is so high, it would
frighten you, and you'd wonder if I'm here to buy Arabia, but instead,
I'm buying Yemen and Oman to add them to our kingdom. Just for the sake
of conversation suppose I build a Kamakora conglomerate company here, it
will take 10,000 workers to make it run, or I move my diamond cutting
operation here, another 1000 highly trained diamond cutters will be
needed. What I do want to do is build one of my resorts here, which will
cost near 5 billion, and employ 1000 people, now after I answer your
questions the only thing I cannot, or would not if I could, is be a man,
my god gentlemen...by the pillars of Islam, is that so difficult a thing to
get by, when there is this much at stake. In areas of war, I'm a better
marksman then most of you, in fighting you already know, I can fly any
plane built, my ship sets in the Persian Gulf, which can detect and blow
anything out of the water or sky that comes close to it, and I designed
it. I can ride as well as any of you, is there more."

>From way in the back I hear, "Can you humble yourself before a man."

The whole room goes quiet, as they all look at one another, as I softly
say, "If I were a vindictive bitch, I'd challenge whoever said that and
kill the son of a bitch, but since I am not, I ask whoever he is to try
me and see if I have humility."

Then this gorgeous younger man, maybe 40 walks up to the front of the
hall, looks me up and down and says, "No...no...because I just bet you can...I
am Gurbir Aulakh Ibn Saud and if I may be so bold, may we speak in
private."

"Gentlemen, if you'd please excuse us, please Gurbir, this way."

In my anti chamber I ask, "That was a foolish thing to shout out like
that, do you have a death wish, for I do control 75 % of the council. So
far."

"Do you want them all."

"Of course, they were my late husband's council members, picked by him. I
honor him by wanting them to advise me."

"If I can give you what you wish, what is it worth to you."

"Ahhh, Gurbir, were you a little mouse listening to Ali and my games with
words."

"I do not understand."

"Alright, yes, it is worth in proportion to the reward on the other side.
So if you help me win them all a 100% backing...whatever you ask."

"Then let's go out and let me talk to them."

I was amazed at this young man, who in the fuck is he, but after another
hour of him talking, convincing them of my qualifications and what,
through my influence internationally, I can do for Arabia, they all
cheered and promised there support. after Gurbir and I back in my anti
room are talking and he tells me, "That wonderfully satisfying older man
you've been fucking is my father, you can ask him of what I am about to
tell you, so here it is, I wish to court and have you announce our
wedding plans...ahh, here my father is now, tell Je'onn'ni what you told
me, father."

"My queen as much as I want you and feel so safe when I'm with you...my
health will not allow me to continue our affair...far too many years of
carefree living have caused me so much sicknesses. You are a vibrant,
sensuous, desirously irresistible young woman who needs a strong man...so I
asked my son Gurbir to see if you could want him, instead of me. Those
who came over to our side after Gurbir spoke to them are those who knew
if he did, you had consented to marry Gurbir...now please Je'anne...hear me
out, as your husband his title would be that of Prince Gurbir, and that
only as long as you are Queen... I am so sorry my Queen as you know we are
a patriarchic society and with a man at your side you will keep them
feeling more relaxed."

"Hagi, this would not be a way of getting your son on the throne would
it, leaving my son to be whatever is left over."

Kneeling they both say, "We swear by the Pillars of Islam...no my Queen, as
long as you by royal decree proclaim Prince Ali your successor...but surely
Je'anne you know this, for it is so written and you did make that
challenge...oh...now I see...you are truly worthy of your position, my Queen."

Gurbir asks, "See what father."

"Our Queen was bluffing, a bold move, but for one who works with billions
a necessary ability I would say."

"May I learn to love you Gurbir, and if I may dare to ask...you love me,
before we wed. for my life has been loveless far too long...Ali was a good
man but never grew to love me, so other than my handmaid Susi, who is
devoted to me ,but probably doesn't know how to truly love another
woman...other than the presence of Hagi's penis deep within me, I have had
no other. I understand this to be a marriage of state importance...but
Gurbir...is it within you to love me also."

"My Queen that is likened on to asking a dying man in the desert to not
drink from an oasis, for you are so adorable it will be impossible to not
love you, and fall deeply in love with you. This is not a thing that must
happen at once, better it grows slowly...do you find me as handsome as I
see you too gorgeous to speak the words to explain your beauty."

"If you'll excuse the American slang...you bet your sweet ass I do, for as
soon as you made yourself known in the meeting I promised myself I'd have
you in my bed."

Gurbir totally cracks up over my way of putting it, while Hagi, just
looks at us like we've lost it, as he asks, "What do you two find so
humorous."

Gurbir replies, "It's a generation gap sort of thing papa."

"Then I'll leave you to become more acquainted."

After he's gone Gurbir tells me, "What possess a lovely young adorable
thing like you to want older men, and if they are you preference where do
I fit in."

"You've got to understand who, before you can know the why. Do you know
my back ground."

"Since you came to Arabia I've made it my business to know all about you,
6 husbands all dead, IQ somewhere around 200, several earned degrees,
more self taught abilities, mechanical, electrical, structural design &
engineering, a genius in business and the fine art of persuasion, not
against using your seductive abilities to get what you want, and always
do, parents dead, a life long flirtation with sexual relationships with
other women, but definitely a man's woman, and the most amazing thing of
all reported to be the wealthiest person on the planet...and now so I hear
you're going to buy Yemen and Oman, and as you are here in Arabia, fund
the research for more natural resources, exploit them and bring more
wealth to us all, at the same time keeping on top of your interests else
where by way of what I hear is a very sophisticated, advanced and one of
its kind communications equipment...oh yes, and designed and supervised the
building of the most extraordinary ship in the world...have I left anything
out."

"You know more than you should, and have left out my pet projects, my
resorts and my castle, which is now my headquarters. So my sweet...may I
assume you also have a story behind you."

"Not even close to yours, but if you care to listen, graduated MIT; Ph.
D. bio-chemistry, physics double major, have my lab specializing in stem
cell research and personally working on a method of solar wind power to
clean the atmosphere, by converting it into electrical power and
generating a whatever, I'm not that far yet. 40 years old, just right for
your 29...Je'onn'ni will you give me children...please...I know how difficult
it is for you, because you are so small, but I have read of your
pregnancies, and how easily you did deliver them...so...if you can..."

Tears slowly form in my eyes as I reply, "You are the one I have looked
for all these years, for you can jump so easily between business and
seduction in your conversations without missing a beat, as I have been
accused of many times...love me Gurbir... be kind, sweet, tender, forceful,
even brutal if I ask, fuck me as if it may be your last, give me
fulfillment with out touching my sexual organs,. Bathe me with your
tongue, woo me with your words, win me with yourself, and yes you shall
have children, and whichever sex you desire, for I can make it happen as
I choose. It is late my love, may we retire now, we've talked enough, now
is the time for your actions to back those words."

In my chambers he truly does that, as he so totally drives me deep in the
pits of ecstasy, euphoria, delirium, and total satisfaction and
fulfillment. As I lay there lost in my dream world, I ask, "Will it be
like this every time you touch me."

"I'll try, and hopefully we will have this exhilarating experience each
time, are you always so intensely passionate."

"I can only return that which is given me, so the question should be are
you...oooohhh...Gurbir, how easy I will fall deeply in love with you. Please
my precious love, don't do this to me every time we fuck or we'll have
our children coming long before we wed, even though I take birth control
it can only do its job..."

Have you kept Ali's harem by chance for yourself because of you love of
women."

"You anger me even before we wed, no my Prince, I kept them because they
are happy, safe and contented here, and I did not want them sold to
possibly one who would not be kind to them, by forcing them into domestic
service. My only love of women is in Susi my sweet young handmaid, will
you allow me to keep her."

"Je'onn'ni you ask when you can command, why."

"To keep you learning to love me I would give up anything."

Taking me in his arms, kissing my lips tenderly he says, "Even if you
enjoyed orgies with many of your harem, it could not keep me from
becoming deeply in love with you."

The next morning I go on TV and make the announcement of my coming
wedding to Gurbir, according to my late husband's wishes, and that as a
mire woman I need the constant council of a man beside me. So help me the
cheer that was created by this made the ground tremble all across Arabia.
Later that day in my throne room, with my council present, as we end our
business for the day, but just before they ask to be excused, Sally
quietly asks me, "I wonder, Je'anne, do you think on long ago when we
were lovers, and all you had to think about was a few billion in
profits."

As quietly I reply, "Is your womb empty Sally my love...would you wish me
to fill it for you, with my lips, or a man's cock."

"You are a witch, a demon, vixen, one who tempts even the gods...I don't
know what I want, except to now stay close to you."

"You'll have to for you are the only one here who can assist me in my
endeavors. Think of this as another business challenge, that we'll win,
although it will cost us a few fortunes, the rewards will prove to be
more then worth the risk, even after I share the profits with my
subjects. Sally we're going to make 100s of trillions here."

Then loudly I tell all who are present, "My close friend and chief
administrator for my many companies has asked me what my ambitions are
for Arabia, my answer to Sally is, I'm going to have my geologists rack
this desert until they find a diamond mine larger then the one we have,
oil reserves larger then all the others on earth combined, gold, silver,
uranium, we'll irrigate the desert and produce more food and cattle then
the USA, bring A branch of Kamakora, and any other product producing
company we have here, lift our standard of living higher than any nation
on earth, causing us to become so prosperous the world will be beating a
path to our doorstep...begging for assistance...and to learn how we've done
it...this I there fore do swear in the name of Allah and the pillars of
Islam...let nothing hinder our progress."

Poor Sally just sets there looking at me for the longest time, as all my
loyal councilors shout, yell, and each one coming to my throne and
kissing my hand. After they've all been so completely amazed at my
boldness and daring asking to leave I give them permission and Sally
says, "You're going to do it...you are really going to do this...my god baby,
do you fully realize what you are launching into...and how humbled I am to
be even a small part of it."

"Sweet Sally never be humbled before me unless they are present... and my
love only you and my husband will hear my complete plan, to unite all of
the Islamic nations of the world into one very large and prosperous
nation."

Then from in the back of the very large council hall, Gurbir claps his
hands, and shouts, "Allah be praised he has sent us a deliverer...My Queen,
lover, and soon wife, 5 centuries ago we tried to do just that, but with
might, instead of diplomacy..." continuing as he approaches my throne,
"Sally we are truly in the presence of greatness, my Queen, I kneel
before you, humbly and beg you forgiveness for the many times I shall
disappoint you in our future together...for many of us believe you to be a
prophet sent by Allah, how else could you do what you are doing if you
were a mire human...or a woman. you know of this power of our Queen to know
these things...even as they are happening."

Sally laughs as she replies, "Gurbir honey, this ain't nothin'. You are
in for the ride of your young life, for this little lady knows what is
going to happen before even your Allah does."

Gurbir laughs and asks, "Sally Allah is every one's god, you may refer to
him as god, or whatever, we know his name, our prophet Mohamed told us.
Je'onn'ni perhaps it would be of value for you to be with the geologists
as they look. It will do many things for you, get you out among your
subjects, you'll see all of Arabia, and be loved even more."

Sally ever the opportunist says, "Is there any chance any one can hear us
now."

"No," I answer, "why."

"Baby, you've got a special set of conditions here, as I understand this
you made love last night and are pregnant, naturally you will wait until
after you're married to announce that, when you do announce what they are
also, then later after an amniocentesis proves you are right...well."

Gurbir asks, "Are you commercializing on what Allah has given us...I don't
follow your reasoning."

I motion to Gurbir as I say, "Come close my love, set here beside me as I
explain what Sally is saying, whether I am a prophet or not, to me is not
important, what I can do for Allah's people is, what better way to
announce the possibility I am then this, and as we find what we're
looking for in the nation, and the riches come pouring in what Islamic
state will deny me that position, and how quickly will they rally around
us."

It takes a while, but soon he says, "You're right Sally this is going to
be one hell of a ride...Je'onn'ni you will help me stay in the saddle won't
you."

"My precious darling, ride me as you did last night, and Satan himself
could not dislodge you from me...Sally if you'll excuse us darling Gurbir
has promised me another ride today."

"Good luck Gurbir I do pray you know how much trouble you are in with my
sweet baby here."

As we walk back to my chambers he asks, "You and Sally have such a close
relationship...and you both are so open in your talking of matters we
usually do not...when did it begin."

"In high school, when I was 16...she seduced me, we became lovers, and have
never really gotten over one another. Sally's devotion to me is
eternal...and she'd die before betraying me, of course along the way, I've
made her a billionaire. But my precious...far more then me, she has run
Je'anne conglomerate and made it what it is today."

"But it is your prophetic abilities created what she operates, with out
you she'd have nothing to run...my dearest, will you come with me to Mecca
and spend days in prayer seeking Mohamed's guidance for Allah's wisdom so
you will know your place, your real place before him. Do you think it
chance you did all that, accrued all that wealth, and now are risking it
all for Allah and his kingdom, if you are not his prophet. My Queen he
has guided you from the beginning."

I couldn't stop my tears from gushing out of my eyes as I reply, "I'm a
deviant, an adultery ridden wanton filthy whore, who has fucked for the
fun of it...Gurbir...please...Allah has no place for ones so low as myself."

"You poor misguided little girl, do you honestly believe any of us are
any better...sin against Allah has no degrees, sin is sin and my precious
darling I am among the worse of them all, even as you consider yourself
to be...we have 2 wks before our wedding, please spend them with Allah in
Mecca."

"Who will attend to business here in Riyadh."

"Hagi will never betray you, simply ask him to over see the council while
you seek Allah's wisdom in Mecca at the temple of Mohamed."

"You really are frightening me Gurbir...if this is so...how do I act...what do
I do...wh..."

"Seek Allah's wisdom, and all will be revealed to you."

The next morning I ask Hagi, "Gurbir and I are going to Mecca to pray to
Allah for wisdom for our endeavors may I ask you to preside over the
council while I am gone." Here we go again, as he kneels and says,
"Praise be to Allah...in his infinite wisdom he has shown you your way to
him, of course my Queen, and may I tell the council where you have gone."

"Yes Hagi please do so."

Gurbir and I flew there in my jump jet, taking only an hour flying time,
after arriving and fighting through the 1000s of my subjects that some
how knew I was coming, we went in the Temple and prayed to
Allah...constantly for 3 days, without food or water, seeking only Allah's
infinite wisdom, Laying prostrate on the floor, standing, bowing as we
recite the confession of faith, as unknown to us millions of my loyal
subjects gathered in the yard around the temple. After 4 days, the old
Cleric comes over to me, reaches down and lifts me up and says, "Stay
true to that which you know to be right, and just...follow the Pillars of
Islam, seek Mohamed's intersession in your 5 daily prayers, be delegate,
humble yourself before men, be a wise and forgiving ruler, Allah has
answered your prayers my Queen...here wear this ring show it to the
multitudes out side these walls...Praise be to Allah he has set us a
prophet."

And he turns and walks away. As we walk out side the people separate to
allow me to walk unheeded through them, many kneeling and praying for me
to ask Allah so many different things and some how I not only heard them
but remembered each prayer. After we've flown back Gurbir asks me, "Has
it been your custom to pray 5 times daily."

"Yes, Gurbir, I have studied and learned the prayers."

"Do you feel the prayers or are you just reciting them."

"I feel what I am praying. Gurbir, I have never practiced any faith
before Islam, my only learning has been from Allah...Gurbir...may we have
something to eat now, for ...I feel...fai..." when I awoke I was in the
hospital with an IVs running in both my arms, as my love tells me, "You
are such a little woman the days of fasting were more than your bodies
reserves could replenish and keep you, But you are fine now."

The next day we left. after that for the next week we prepared for our
wedding, then it came, as millions of my subjects stood in the rain to
see us leave the temple. We went back to the palace where we spent the
next 2 nights, after which I went on TV again and announced, "Allah in
his infinite mercy and wisdom has given me a husband, Prince Gurbir,
Praise be to Allah for his mercy toward us...be happy my people for you
have more heirs for the throne of Islam, and Saudi Arabia."

Later, after that, Gurbir and I left for a short honeymoon on my ship,
going only around the peninsula of what is soon to be the Arabian
Peninsula, during our cruse, which was only a week long I get word, Yemen
has consented to my offer, but Oman's Sultan is holding out, so we go
there, and after asking permission to come ashore, and have an audience
with him, we go there, he tells me, "Queen Je'onn'ni...I have heard your
claims to be Allah's prophet, but I refuse to believe them. Allah in his
infinite wisdom would never send a woman as his prophet, but I will grant
you a way to prove it to me...you promise to find and fund the exploitation
of our natural resources...well find one, and we'll drill and see if you
are a prophet,, or a false prophet."

My Sultan may I have that in writing, if Allah guides me and I do indeed
find what you ask, then you will capitulate, of course maintaining your
way of living, just not having any power to dictate policy. When you have
that in writing, we'll be on my ship anchored off shore, phone, here is
my number."

After we go back to the ship, Gurbir asks, "Je'onn'ni...can you do this
thing."

"No Gurbir, we both know I cannot, but Allah can guide me to what I seek,
so my love, now we will know if or if not, I will be believed to be the
one to form the true United Arab Monarchy, wit me as it's Monarch."

Let us spend this time in Prayer and fasting until he calls me."

The next morning he does, so finally I get to eat something before I get
too weak again. After we get back he tells me, you cannot go to our
working oil fields, we know there is oil there, but go to Gugm and find
some. My drilling equipment people and engineers will go with you, you of
course paying for their services."

"Of course my Sultan as you command."

"Just like a weak woman you humble yourself before me."

"No my Sultan just like a true follower of Allah, humility is one of
Allah's commands for us all."

"Get out of my palace you wench do not try to play your word games with
me."

As we steam to Gugm, I tell Gurbir, "It will be difficult to leave that
arrogant pig in his palace."

"Then after we've secured his nation, why do it, as you know he rules by
force, and his military will not be behind him, the people will not be
angered if you do not honor your word...especially in this case."

"Is this you, or the wisdom of Allah speaking."

"After Allah guides your quest here, the council has many things to talk
to you about, but clear your mind now and seek his wisdom."

After we get there, out from the city about 40 miles, as we are driving
along I shout, "Stop...here we will find what we seek."

One of the engineers who are with us says, "Queen Je'onn'ni you are
mistaken we'll find nothing here." ithout replying I get out of the car,
walk out into a flat area, and say, "Drill here, at 500 feet, you will
find an oil vain...although it is not a rich one, it is what the sultan
asked for is it not,"

They all laugh at me as they set up the drilling equipment, and we drive
back to Dugm and go to my ship, leaving some of my security men there to
see to it no one plays games with me. After 15 days, and not 500 feet but
a 1000, they call me, "My Queen...listen...what you hear is a gusher, they've
passed the light vain you spoke of seeing indications of a richer one
below it."

"Send word to the Sultan and tell him we're on our way there to formally
take control of Oman."

As we walk into the palace we see an unusual number of his security force
out side, and more in side, as he tells me, "You may have found an oil
field, but for me...you...are my prisoner, be calm you will not be mistreated
unless you force us, but my little beauty, I shall take great pleasure
with you body. You foolish woman do you think I'd just give you my nati..."

Quick as a cat, I'm on top of him and have him in a death hold, shouting
to the guards, "Lay down your guns or he dies right here and now...damn you
fools, do it, Sultan do you wish to live tell them or die."

"Kill me and they'll cut you down like the filthy whore you are."

So I break an arm, he cries out, do it...do as she says...ooohhh...my arm...you
bitch you've broken it."

Then I say Gurbir get their guns and shoot any asshole who moves, in fact
shoot one just to show them I'm not a bitch, I'm the bitch."

Gurbir actually fires on one killing him on the spot, as I say, on your
faces or the rest of you will die. Gurbir, call the ship, have them fly
over a lot of men, now darling...now sultan what were you saying."

"You saw the number of men outside, how did you think you're going to get
out of here."

Not replying I ask Gurbir, "My love, call my capital tell my councils
what is happening here and we could use some help about now...sultan, here
baby, try this." I break his other arm, lick him on his one legs so badly
he falls to the floor, making sure he has no weapons, I ask Gurbir, "We
may have a little war on our hands out side soon, guard that door, any
one tries to get in kill them."

Suddenly through the window here comes a few men who were on the roof as
they crash through the glass, I shoot every one, the turning to the SOB
on the floor I say, "I'll kill every man who ties to get in here, until
you have no one left...are you willing to step down and leave Oman for good
or must I kill you too."

"You win...but you're still a bitch."

I kick one of the arms I broke as I say, "No you bastard, I'm the Bitch,
now tell your men out side to lay down their weapons or I'll break
something else, you've still got 2 legs."

After the whatever you wish to call it was over, and my men were in
control, I tell them, "Put this son of a bitchen pig of a mother's child
on a small boat alone and set him adrift. 100 miles out to sea."

Gurbir asks, "My Queen is that a humane thing to do."

"He was going to rape me, probably kill you, but rape me holding me
ransom so our soldiers could not attack...then no doubt feed me to his
guards to rape...you...Sultan...I've lived half my life in fear of filthy, pig
fucking, rotten mother fucking, bastards like you, no more."

Back in Riyadh, my welcome is overwhelming as millions of my subjects
gathered to see me come back safely, the story, told by my loving and
loyal husband, Prince Gurbir, spreads through out the country and the
world, even the people of Oman were in love with me for rescuing them
from that tyrant. It was days late before I could rest. Setting in my
throne room thinking, in walks my council, as Hagi asks, "May we speak my
Queen."

"Of course Hagi, gentlemen please set, and tell me what you need from
me."

"We need nothing from you my queen, but we now have all of the Arabian
peninsula, Qatar & The UAE have respectfully requested to become part of
the United Arab Monarchy...by your daring and seamlessly easy responses to
the sultan's aggressiveness you have single handedly given us the whole
peninsula...and our spies in Iraq tell us the people there are pushing the
government to request joining us also. As is Jordan."

"Send one of our diplomats to Israel with a litter I will dictate later
today, which will tell them I mean not to bother them or their way of
life, as long as they do not interfere with us. I will not conquer
nations, our society is a peaceful one, we only wish to join all Islamic
Moslems who wish to be part of our UAM.' I slowly fall from my throne on
to the floor, unconscious. As I come to, I'm on my bed, Hagi and Gurbir
are standing next to me, along with my Doctor, who tells me, "My Queen
...even under normal conditions you know you must not exert yourself as you
do. Although we all praise Allah for your safe return to us, and your
daring, you over taxed yourself horror ably, so I reco..."Dr. if I'd not
done something he'd raped me probably to death, so which is worse, for me
to be run down some...or dead...I'm so very sorry...but this whole thing has
unnerved me please give me something so I can relax...Gurbir, please my
love sleep close to me...let me feel your closeness."

The damn Doctor gives me something to sleep, and I'm out like a light.
Over the next few months everything is handled by Gurbir, who proves to
be a wonderful diplomat as he steers the organization of my UAM along
with Hagi and my council, with me setting in as an adviser, some of every
days meeting, but things are happening much faster then I'd thought and
Gurbir's time is taken more and more. then one day a minister from Iran
comes to see me, but is told I cannot see him because of my condition, so
he asks Gurbir if he will, with as many guards and council members as he
wishes to please come to Iran with him to talk of them joining my UAM, so
5 of my council and 20 military officers fly to Iran, even though I told
them I felt it was not as it seems, and it wasn't, the plane was high
jacked and taken to Afghanistan to an old military base, all the guards
killed, as well as the council members, and a ransom was Demanded, it was
me. As we all set, asking ourselves how to deal with this, the tension,
fear, and hatred for the ones who took my love caused me another break
down and I was confined to bed, sedated, and watched so I would stay
quiet, Only my ever faithful Susi was there to comfort me, as we talked I
ask, "Susi can't you find out anything for me, where is Gurbir, are we
going to get him back...alive...please my darling love tell me."

She must have pushed a panic button for in come the nurse and sedates me
more, as time stood still for me the next few months and As I regained my
senses I demand, "Tell me where Gurbir is and what we are going to do
about this outrage."

Hagi replies, " They are terrorist and we know nothing more except where
he is, in Afghanistan, at Rudbaf, on a small old military base, the Afgan
government refuses to help us."

So I tell Hagi, "I've called Kamakora, a special stealth military bomber
of my design is on its way here, it's been modified to carry 20 men,
tightly, but it will carry us, I'm going to raid Rudbaf, base, and either
get Gurbir back alive...or we're going to scorch the earth around there,
and kill every mother fucking one of them."

"Je'onn'ni...we will not let you do this, to lose you now, will stop our
whole program." "You'll either help me or I'll go alone...Hagi you know
me well enough by now, I won't get lost, but as many as I find there
will."

We argued all day, then he did it, the best men he has, with a top man
commanding us. We flew there, set down, no one the wiser and advanced on
the base, named Hagoi base, left over from an old war they had, and now
empty, except for these fucking terrorist, dispatching the guards as we
went, soon we can see where he is, so in a daring bold move we crashed
the building killing as we went, as we crashed through another door there
was Gurbir, looking half dead, as one of the man guarding him says,
"Either you or the Prince, which will it be, cunt."

I drop my gun as I say, "Me, take me, he goes free, walking toward them
as I speak, until soon I'm close enough and ignite into a power ball of
lighting, killing each one with a simple blow to the heart, as my solders
pick Gurbir up and we make it back to the aircraft, and take off, as I
say, "level it, then get the fuck out of here." Back home Doctors work
feverishly to save him, but he dies shortly after. I didn't cry this
time, The Afhgan government filed a complaint with the UN that we flew
into their air space without permission, bombed an old air base there,
killed 50 men, and never told them we were coming. Iran, although denying
they had anything to do with it, filed a complaint saying the ones we
killed were Iranian citizens, the UN charged us with inciting a war, and
demanded I appear before them to answer questions regarding our attack.
At the same time Hagi and my council asks for an audience where Hagi says
to me, "My Queen, please try in your heart to forgive us for not
listening to your advise for now both you and I have suffered a great
loss. In our haste to give you a man, knowing your subjects would follow
you more relaxed, we relied on his advise and ignored yours, what we had
proclaimed you our prophet...there is no punishment harsh enough to do
judge in this case, what is your answer my Queen."

"Everything came at once, and it would have been difficult for any one to
heed my words then, because of my condition. And thinking I was reacting
out of an emotional need and not guided by Allah. Let us put this behind
us and drive on. This UN challenge to our authority to do as we did, do
you have any advise as to how I should handle this."

"It is all on Video tape, as each of you wore the latest TV camera...show
them the films, and ask if then we were not justified in our actions
being sure to bring out why you were dead set on this, your husband, the
Prince being the one kidnapped and you the ransom...but surly you have
known this is your justification and defense. And alas though it be
unkind to say so the prince acted out of pride demanding to go...who would
you wish to accompany you."

"Only my security people, under cover of course., and Susi."

"As you command my queen."

Later I hear the UAM is growing in wealth by the barrels as my place to
drill in Oman has become a rich oil field, oil and natural gas fields
have been found in Yemen, a diamond mine has started producing gem
quality stones, my pipe line program to irrigate the deserts of the
Arabian peninsula is beginning to cover the whole area, the large
employment program I proposed has put 1000s to work, and we're bringing
in 1000s more to work the different projects, the welfare program has
helped many more, because of my daring and boldness, my popularity is at
nearly a 100%, as my subjects in both Yemen and Oman sing praising chants
to my name for bring so much prosperity to them, so in away Gurbir's
death begins to look justified, as a lamb sacrificed to Allah for our
future and welfare. Then I leave for my meeting with the security council
of the UN. After getting there I give a copy of the tapes to the sec.
Generals office for him to review and wait for them to call me. Susi and
I, in our hotel suite, she asks, "My precious mistress, will they force
you to take another husband now." "No my beloved, from now on only you
will be my love, but I shall use my sexual sensuousness for political
purposes, and of course have pleasure in whoever fucks me, but for
lasting fulfillment...here my sweet love, my vagina awaits your talented
tongue...please and satisfy your mistress." As she does my passion becomes
out of control as I cry out, "Yyyeeessss...oh...

my...pre...cio...us...fuck me darling..."

Then I scream loudly as my orgasm creates such an emotional release I
collapse. Susi moves up my body, slipping my dildo which she has strapped
to her deep in my cunt and slowly fucks me, building me up to yet another
bone jarring, mind numbing, window rattling, nerve relaxing climax. Not
yet recovered my damn phone rings. Susi takes and tells me, "My mistress,
they've called, and are requesting your presence at 2 PM today." "What
time is it now."

"Noon my mistress."

"See my sweet darling love, what you do to me...time stands still when you
love me. Please attend me Susi, for I still am weak from your sweet
loving."

At the meeting they found me totally justified in my actions, after the
UAM was officially released from any wrongdoing, the sec. General says,
"Queen Je'onn'ni after reviewing what we know about you, we find what you
are doing in Arabia to create an Arab world wide prosperity and plenty,
although we wonder if once you succeed in accomplishing your goal if you
will try to hold the world ransom for some yet unknown purpose by forcing
us to pay dearly for your oil, especially since at that time OPEC will be
you."

"No Mr. Sec. For I remember my father telling me about back years ago
when gasoline prices were so low one could fill the tanks with 5 dollars.
If it be Allah's will, and in his infinite wisdom he gives me what I now
pursue, our supply of oil will be such we can easily have those days be a
reality again. I am but an instrument under the will and wisdom of Allah,
my purposes are for the betterment of all man kind, be them Moslem or
Christian, Jew or Hindu."

"Can you tell us what you pursue."

"No Mr. Sec. Because it is not within the ability of human reasoning to
understand, only Allah and his prophet can know these things."

"Allah's prophet, you mean Mohamed, who is long dead."

"No Mr. Sec. Mohamed who sets at the right hand of Allah and intercedes
for us all, was Allah's prophet who showed us Allah's wisdom and will for
our worship and way of living. I speak of Queen Je'onn'ni Al Kabere Ibn
Saud...the prophet Allah has given the Islamic peoples of earth to show us
the future of all Islam."

The whole room vibrated with feelings of fear, disbelief, hatred,
resentment, and almost audible mockery that I would be so bold and brazen
to suggest I am a prophet of Allah, as the Sec. General says, "Believe
what you wish, but you must know few feel as you do, how can one such as
you claim to be a prophet...look back on your life, is it one that ever
glorified god...no only your insatiable quest for wealth, power and
international influence...how can you reconcile greed with humility and
holiness."

"It is not I who created this prophet, but Allah, is there a difference
in one sin from another, although in my case, I now lay my fortune at the
feet of Allah's throne asking only that he guides me in the use of
it...Allah gave me his reply, my quest. Please Mr. Sec. Quiz me no further
in this child's game on words. Now if I may be excused since there has
been no wrong doing on my part."

And I get up and walk out, as they have a fit over my brazenness and
forwardness to just leave, Tagi one of my most trusted security men asks,
"My queen do you think they have any notion of our plans for Islam."

"If Allah chooses to have them...yes my trusted friend but to what use or
avail will it be to them. Tagi do I have your complete trust and
devotion."

"Yes my queen, to my death if need be."

"Please Tagi...never to ones death, too many men have died because of me.
Some happy and satisfied, others such as my beloved Gurbir, in pain and
misery. --please come to my chambers later to night. I wish to test your
loyalties for me."

"Yes my queen, as you command."

Tagi is another of those so very handsome Arab men, and I knew he
understood my meaning and purpose of having him come to me tonight. Back
at my suite, after I tell Susi what all they questioned me about, she
smiles as she asks, "Who among those of us who are close to you, my
mistress can know Allah's real purpose in you."

"My poor sweet girl, even I have not been told that, so as Allah's
faithful servant I do as I am directed day by day, as we all must do, now
prepare me my precious, for tonight I entertain a man...will you assist
us."

"Will I have to be submissive to this man."

"Is it your wish to be so."

"No my mistress to you only."

"Then fear not my love, for until it is your desire to taste a man, you
shall never."

Susi has grown to be a very beautiful young lady, older, much filler
bodied, taller and heavier than I, and so I believe and know, totally
devoted to me. She excites me and pleases me totally as I do her, so I
ask, "Tomorrow after the man leaves may I eat my breakfast from your
sweet Vagina, it soaked in your vaginal fluids."

Almost crumbling to the floor in euphoria, Susi replies, "You excite me
so when you do that, my fluids flow as water from a spring...and my
mistress I am yours to do with as you please, why do you ask."

"Because I love and respect you Susi, do you need more, now kiss me
darling and prepare me, my pipe, and passion tea."

After Susi has made me even more irresistible than I normally am, dressed
in my finest robes, only slightly transparent, with no underwear , jewels
and perfume, she lights the pipe, and I lay on my bed awaiting my master
of the evening. After Susi lets him in and he enters my bedroom, seeing
me as I look too ravishing to resist, and by the way Tagi is dressed and
looks he understood my intent alright, as Tagi says to me, "Such a rare
and delightful looking irresistibly tempting flower such as yourself
Je'onn'ni needs a man to keep you sexually satisfied and happy, so my
Queen, I am here."

"Set beside me Tagi...smoke from my pipe, drink of my dream tea, and tell
me more...speak the words of love every woman must have to ignite the fire
of her lust and passion, but kiss me before you continue."

He exhales his breath as his lips near mind, his breath smelling as sweet
honey to me, his lips moist, full, partly open, as he lightly kisses
mine, then says, "Your lips are moist as the light dew on a rose peddle,
your breath so sweet and fine it carries me away to paradise, your
flashing green eyes see right through me, your breasts are globes of
sweet nectar, your hips as the earth, pleading for new growth, your
thighs long for me between them, as what I see not beckons me to
enter...surrender your will to me Je'onn'ni for I am here."

Breathing rapidly, causing my breasts to heave up and down perspiring,
lips apart, wet from my saliva, tongue just inside them, I pull him to me
as I say, "Show me...show me...my lord...ooohhh...Tagi...I submit...take what you
will of me."

Smothering my lips with his, he easily has his cock out and slowly
entering my vaginal lips, then my vagina, all the way to my womb,
stopping...having only our breathing pleasantly move it in and out of me,
but my lust is far too great, and I hump my pelvis up and down crying
out, "Fuck me Tagi...fuck me...hard...cause our consummation to be
miraculous...fuck me Tagi...harder...faster...deeper...Susi...attend...oooohhhh
..t...ta...Tagi..."

My climax knocks him off me, because of my bucking and humping, screaming
and crying, arms tightly around his neck, perspiration running off me,
and dripping from him, as he regains his saddle and continues fucking me
into delirium until he shouts loudly, drive s it even deeper with in me,
exhales slowly as I feel his semen filling my uterus and womb, falling on
me, breathing heavily, unable to speak, gasping for his breath, he slowly
rolls off and tries to speak, but only incoherent moans come out of his
lips. While Susi moves the pipe and passion tea closer to us, wiping our
bodies with a towel as we weakly inhale from the pipe, which contains a
mixture of natural herbs to increase libido, deaden the minds ability to
realize fatigue, and cause euphoria and savage lust to prevail over all
else, as suddenly he explodes with energy, flips me over on my stomach,
and brutally powers his now regenerated prick deep in my asshole. A gasp,
scream, cry, moan, and the humping of my ass up and down to meet his
thrusts fuels his strength and he fucks me ruthlessly, yelling
profanities, yanking my hair, jerking my head back, then pulling back, he
forces my knees under me, pushes my head down on the bed, grabs my hair
yanking it, and savagely pounds me with his body as he fucks my cunt,
until I collapse, pleading for him to stop before I pass out, yet still
moving my ass back and forth to his plunges. As Susi continues wiping our
faces and bodies, kissing mine, as my master of the evening lasts far
longer than any other ever has, completely wearing me down to total
exhaustion. Then yelling of how much of a whoring slut I am he ejaculates
again deep inside me, rolls off and collapses, as Susi attends my poor
now weak Tagi, by handing a stem of the pipe, letting him drink more tea,
wiping his face and body, lightly kissing it as she does, washing his
cock and balls, as I smoke from the pipe and dream the dreams of paradise
here on earth. Poor Tagi slowly recovers, manages to set up and says,
"You didn't notice me then, but after King Ali assigned me to be your
personal chief of security...I've lusted for this night of nights...fucking
woman after woman knowing none can compare to you...but needing release and
to empty my semen in some one...I should have saved my energy...for Je'onn'ni
you have emptied me of any I had when I arrived."

"I'm sorry if I appeared to not notice you, but my aloofness was more
fear and intimidation of this powerful man who was not only going to give
me what I came to Arabia for; but so very much more. I did notice you,
and promised myself, tonight would come, but our liaison will never be
known publicly, if it should come out, I'll deny it, and have you moved
else where, which will hurt me far more than it will you, after we get
back never come to see me unless you have one of the other security men
with you. I will summon you when I want need or desire you to fuck me,
and prove a way for you to get to me. Remember that Tagi, or we'll never
see one another again, for as much as you may excite, thrill and
devastate sexually as you fuck me, I have so many other far more
important matters to handle and will not jeopardize my power, position or
the future is Islam for my person interests, and desires or yours. You
will treat me with complete respect at all times, and only when I have
sexually submitted to you can you treat me as one of your whores, I'll
personally kill you for disobeying my commands to you, now get on you
knees and vow by Allah, and his prophet, Je'onn'ni, I have your
confidence and total trust."

Tagi does as I commanded, and looks up at me with tears in his eyes as he
says, "If I ever betray you, please let it be your hand that kills me."