Dubai, one of the seven emirates is known as the centre for prostitution ad sex tourism in the Middle East. That is
the part that they don’t put in the travel brochures for all of you to see and they focus on Dubai Mall and camels. What’s so fascinating about sand and camels when you complain when there is drought and you scared of a cow? It’s called liking things. Its humbling how so many girls are educated but will not take a moment to research this Dubai they all want to go to so badly. We are so naïve in that we genuinely believe that all that glitters could be gold and fail to read the fine print. We get so angry when we feel disrespected as women but want to rush a country where women can’t even spell the word ‘respected’. Now look at us, being asked to touch each other by a man we don’t even know just because we are greedy little fools! I read somewhere that men hate lesbians because it’s never the pretty ones that end up together just the butch boyish ones. That’s not true; the reality is men have a fascination with two women together. Think of every naughty game you have ever played such as spin the bottle or those drinking games, the highlight was always when one girl kissed another. I don’t know what it is about us being together that gets them off but it’s like that, men love it. We do it for fun and even have songs about kissing other girls but when it comes to men it means something totally different.
“Sir I am not a lesbian…”
Nicole said trembling but she did not stop Khanyi from awkwardly touching her body. She was touching her arms and her legs.
Ahmed called out and the maid came running in. She was absolutely terrified of him.
“Go fetch me my whip!”
He said. Fatima looked at him with horror in her eyes then ran off to fetch it. There were four of us and there was one of him. Surely we could take him on. The only problem was how would we leave this island even if we managed to subdue him. Fatima came back and she had the whip. He swung it across the air and it made a wisp sound but did not hit anyone. It was his intention to make us hear that. The sound alone was enough to make Nicole comply and start touching Khanyi back. I had a lump in my throat as I was crying. This was my entire fault. Each and every one of these people was here because of me.
“Now take each other’s clothes off!”
He said setting up a video camera which he took out from under the TV stand thing or at least that’s what I thought it was.
“Do it slowly so I can enjoy it. Fatima go prepare a room for them!”
He said sadistically. Fatima, oh I hated that woman already, took her bow and ran out as though her life depended on it. She left us with this monster. Khanyi was the first to take off Nicole’s clothes. Nicole was model thin but not bony. She was probably a size 30 sometimes 32. She was wearing a white thong and no bra because when you dress in those sexy dresses usually a bra is not needed depending on how big your boobs are. If you go clubbing just look at the slender girls and you will see that bra’s are oppressive and underwear is optional.
“Beautiful, beautiful now you take her clothes off!”
He encouraged Nicole did the same and when they were off he looked at them irritated and said,
“I don’t have to tell you to take off the panties too do I?”
He asked them.
“And do it to each other at the same time!”
He said. He was not gleeful or over excited. It showed that this was something he had done before. Both girls hesitated and they were crying loudly now but he did not care. Khanyi is my best friend, I might say bad things about her and seeing her like this made me want to die. They pulled off each other’s panties and now they stood there stark naked each trying to cover her privates. It was so degrading. I know am female and have seen female bodies so many times but this was just beyond nasty. It’s a fact, context matters!
“Now you, the one I slapped lie down with legs open and you go eat her out!”
He said directing Khanyi to lie down and Nicole to eat her out. I wanted to vomit right there and then but I steadied myself. Nicole looked at him as though to make a plea but she one look at that whip made her think twice.
“I don’t have all day, do it!”
He said calmly but you could sense the undertones of impatience under his breath. Khanyi lay down and closed her eyes. I think she was praying as the tears rolled down the sides of her face. Nicole went down on her knees and started. I can’t even say it because the thought made me want to throw up even worse now.
“You, the chubby one…”
He said pointing to Thandeka. She was not chubby but she was slightly bigger than me.
“Yes, yes sir!”
She responded trying to look away from what was happening to her friend.
“Come give me a blowjob!”
He said lifting his dress thingy for her. She looked around as though hoping someone would protect her but there was no one. He was already hard.
“Girls, if I cum before you who is lying down has an orgasm I am going to let my horses fuck you all night!”
He said menacingly. Immediately I saw Nicole put more effort into it. She might have never been with a woman but I could see from here that the fear made her put more effort into what she was doing.
“If they orgasm before I cum it is you that will sleep with horses tonight!”
He said to Thandeka holding her head in place. Ladies there is nothing more degrading than giving your man head and he holds your head there by force now imagine being forced to do it by a stranger.
“A horse will kill them!”
I protested to him and I was right. That thing is huge and how did he expect them to have sex with a horse. We have all heard that Arabs are kinky and they do weird things but sure this was just a threat.
“Hurt them yes, but not kill them. Fatima can take a horse so you can too!”
He said smiling enjoying his blowjob. Thandeka was sobbing now but she did not dare take that thing out of his mouth. In less than a minute I heard Khanyi moan out loud and let out a shriek but at the very same time Ahmed came. He grunted like the pig he was and held Thandeka’s head in place,
He demanded. She did as she was told. Khanyi had really orgasmed because from where I was seated I could see a puddle. The couch was wet. Now they all waited to see who had lost because the thought of a horse.
He called out. The maid ran back into the room.
“Who is at the stables?”
“Its Akbar today but I have not seen him!”
“No please don’t, it was a draw. We did everything you asked for and did not give you problems!”
Nicole protested. She was on her knees begging. Her mascara was running with the tears and she looked a pitiful site.
“Ok you have a point. Take them to their room; they must all bath because they are stinking!”
He said and just like that he walked out. He was done using his toys and discarded them like garbage.
Fatima said without a sympathetic tone to her voice. How can another woman not feel sorry for us like this? I ran to Khanyi and Nicole to comfort them but they both gave me this look of hatred. They blamed me and I can’t blame them. All three girls had done something except me. To them I was being favoured at their expense. We walked to the room in silence.
“You all bath together now at the same time because if Master Ahmed comes and finds one of you not bathed he will beat all of you for it!”
She warned us. We did not need to be told twice. We all stripped and found ourselves in the huge tub. The three girls were crying except me and that made me feel even guiltier.
“I am so sorry guys!”
I said to them but no one answered. Each person was in their own battle with themselves telling themselves God knows what.
“We need to find a way to escape. Thandeka your Nigerian guys are still here, right now they are our best bet to escaping from here!”
I said what needed to be said.
“I don’t know their number by head and even if I did why would I give it to you because you are the one who set us up!”
She accused me.
“Yes she is right! It was you, that’s why they won’t touch you. You sold us into slavery for money! How could you?”
Nicole chirped in through her tears.
“Now hold on a minute, I had nothing to do with this. I was drugged too and I woke up here. I tried to look for you and was told you were in a different house. That’s all I know!”
I left out the father part because my fear was out of anger one of the girls would reveal the truth then it would end up being me on a horse.
“Sam is the one who set this up!”
Khanyi said calmly. I thought she was going to attack me like the other two but she did not.
“Remember we questioned why he wanted to come to Dubai when it was just the two of us. This is why. Palesa is right; we need to make a plan. What we did in there was nothing compared to what they are going to be planning for us. I heard the guy on the boat saying something about a party tonight and I have a feeling we will be the entertainment. Let’s worry about that!”
She said. She put her head back in her hands and gave us all a chance to think. She had a point. We were worried about have done things to each other when our main worry should have been who is going to do what to us.
“I want to go home!”
Nicole cried but not one of us could console her because we were in the same predicament.
I wanted to go home too!
Michael Nkululeko Maphoto (fb)
I am sorry about what happening this week. I suffered a psychotic break but am on the mend. There is just so much happening in my life right now am not in a good space. You know when things start going well something always happens to test you. It really is a bad time in my life. I will try fulfil all my weekly commitments though.