“Khaled! Yes, I will obey you in all things. I will be your pretty little slave. That’s what I want, that’s all I’ve ever wanted to be…”
“Be careful what you wish for, my love. As a non-Muslim slave, you will sit when I say sit, stand when I say stand, and be greeted last among the household. You will be despised and looked down upon by my other wives. But remember, you are my most beloved slave nonetheless. Are you willing to submit to this position, perhaps for the rest of your life, Aisha?”
As I continued to rock on top of him, he squeezed his hand around my neck tighter. I felt the blood pulse in my carotid artery under his fingers.
“Yes. Yes, My Prince. I will to submit to that and more. I want to be chained as your slave and pleasure you every morning and every night with my body,
