Ultimate Revenge: Abduction and Submission
Arabella is working as a personal assistant for Vincent Ferreira a super yacht designer and falls in love with a wealthy Arab Prince, of whom is having a new yacht commissioned. However, after honeymooning for three months on his new yacht, Prince Khalid then takes her back to his palace in Qatar the middle east and she is horrified to find he has seven more wives.
Arabella and his other wives are all held captive in his harem and have to submit to his most disgusting abuse and desires from his family, guards and the hounds. Two years later, Arabella, Chris and Olga, two of his other wives are taken to a party to be used and abused by some VIP guests on his brothers yacht the Al Said, a six story mega yacht moored three miles offshore in Qatar.
But Arabella manages to escape in a helicopter and crashes into the sea but is rescued by Tristan and Ramondo, two of the crew from another motor yacht and Arabella wants the ultimate revenge.
Strictly 18+ Adults only – 7900 words
Table of Contents
Chapter One – Swept off my feet
Chapter Two – The Al Said
Chapter Three – Escape
Chapter Four – Tristan and Jacob
Chapter Five – Meeting Tristan
Chapter Six – In the hotel room
Chapter Seven – Extraction
Chapter Eight – Rescuing the girls
Arabella 28- Writing the story
Vincent Ferreira 58 – Arabella’s old boss.
Prince Khalid Bin Abdul Al Thani 38
Hamza 49 – Prince Khalid’s head of security
Chris 22 and Olga 23 – Other wives at yacht party.
Tristan 28 – Crew on Phoenix II
Ramondo 26 – Crew on Phoenix II
Jacob 26 – Crew on Phoenix II
I cannot even remember why I was so infatuated with him, maybe because he was so handsome and polite to me when we first met, maybe it was because he was a Prince and said he really loved me, or maybe I was simply gullible and stupid. However, the horrors of what I had to endure while being married to him, or more accurately, held captive in his sick harem with all his other wives, I will never forget. He lied to me and put me through hell for two long years that seemed like an eternity until I eventually escaped.
But now it’s my turn and I’m going to make him pay, make him understand that he is not a wealthy, untouchable, controlling elite like he thinks he is and my vengeance on him and all his friends, family, staff and personal bodyguards that he let abuse me will have no mercy.
Swept off my feet
I was twenty six when he swept me off my feet and working as a personal assistant to Vincent Ferreira, who was commissioned to design Prince Khalid Bin Abdul Al Thani’s, new mega yacht. He was such a gentleman and as he wined and dined me, was constantly telling me how much he loved me and wanted me to be by his side. But never once did he tell me about his other other wives! I obviously assumed he’d fallen in love with me, as I had him, and after a whirlwind romance we married on his new 550 Million dollars super yacht the same day it was launched in Viareggio, northwestern Italy.
The next few months were like a dream come true, I was now a Princess, living and cruising the Mediterranean on the yacht and flying around in private jets and helicopters. Vincent was so sad to see me leave as he said I was the best PA he’d ever had and if ever I needed help in any way, I was to contact him immediately. However, that was not so easy as once we arrived back at the palace in Qatar, Khalid soon explained that I was now his property, to do with as he chooses and any attempt to escape would be dealt with severely. I couldn’t believe what was happening and when I answered him back, he slapped my face so hard, I lost a tooth when falling down on the hard granite floor.
Then I was introduced to his other seven wives! All very attractive white girls between the ages of fifteen and twenty five making me the eldest by one year. But what they told me about his perversions and that they had seen other girls beaten almost to death and one poor girl was murdered in front of them as a lesson. Apparently, she had asked one of his bodyguards that was regularly fucking her to help her escape. And even more worrying, he even encouraged his bodyguards and certain staff, that were also in his extended family, to have fun with us girls. It was like he collected wives like sex dolls and actually enjoyed seeing us suffer and do unspeakable acts with him, his doberman pinscher’s and his sick brothers and cousins. In fact the bodyguards were quite normal compared to the rest of his perverted family.
Many of the girls refused to speak to me about the things they had to do and Joanna, a lovely twenty two year old girl from Croatia with the most amazingly soft personality, slashed her own wrists one night after being brought back to the harem in tears. Nobody knew what he’d done to her but she was never seen again.
Then one day, I was summoned with three other girls and told to pleasure his guests. Dressed in stockings and suspenders only, we had to parade around, letting the horrible old Arab men in their thawb robes maul and grope us. Then they were demanding us do disgusting acts with each other on the floor as they let the doberman’s off their leashes. Riva, one of the other girls tried to run away but she was dragged back and made an example off. They tied her arms and thighs to a coffee table and after all the men had fucked her in every orifice, made the hounds mount her until she was begging for forgiveness.
We were so terrified that we let them all do whatever they wanted, hoping it would all end soon and we could go back to our bedrooms, then I would curl up and cry myself to sleep.