Hijabi Slut

It was like he knew I had just finished masturbating. I sent him a picture immediately.

NYCrusader: That is beautiful. Soon my cum will be in your cunt mixing with your juices.

Before I got into bed that night I got a call from Robert. He said there was an emergency with one of our client's servers. He needed me in the office because he needed someone he could depend on. I loved that he put so much trust in me. He asked I come in tomorrow morning at 9am as the issues needed to be resolved before Monday. Robert was so great to me that I could never say no to him. I had applied for so many jobs and been turned down numerous times before Robert hired me. I owed him a debt I could never repay. I agreed to come in on the weekend.

I had to let my master know I would be back in work this weekend.

Me: I am really sorry but I will be in work tomorrow. Some kind of emergency.

NYCrusader: Only on one condition. You wear the vibrator all day tomorrow.

Me: Yes sir. But I do not know how to switch it on.

NYCrusader: I have the remote. I will control your orgasms tomorrow.

Oh my god. He was taking over total control of my body and my orgasms. I was so turned by this. I needed this so bad. I was desperate for this.

On the saturday morning he sent me a message.

NYCrusader: Wear a black lacy bra and thong. Wear your 1/4 cup bra. Wear your white jilbab, niqab and hijab.

I was worried my bra and thong would be visible through my white clothes. I was too far in to start refusing my master now. I had to submit to his pleasure no matter the potential humiliation.

I slid in the vibrator and put on my clothes. I sent pictures to my master as always.

I got into work and it was just me and Robert. He explained the issues and we both worked in his office. He was sat behind his desk and I was sat on the opposite side of the desk.

As I was working he commented, "you look stunning today. I love that outfit and everything you have with it."

I started to blush again. He was staring intently at my breasts. He must have been talking about my bra. I was about to speak when all of a sudden vibrator came to life and all I could say was "ohhhhh mmmm". He must have thought I was a slut. Moaning at any little compliment. His brazen looks were turning me on but the damn vibrator was gonna play havoc with me today.

The vibrator stopped all of a sudden and Robert came around the desk. He asked "are you all right Fariya?" I managed to regain my composure, "sorry, I am fine. That was nice of you to say. I know I am not most attractive girl to look at". He went back around to his desk, "to me you are the most beautiful girl a man can hope to find. Beauty and brains". I was not sure, "but you have never really seen me". He was quick to respond "I have seen more than you think".

It was almost as if he knew something he wasn't telling me. I continued with the work and we were making a lot of progress. I liked when it was just me and Robert. My vibrator set off on a gentle hum. This was a nice pleasurable feeling. My only fear was that Robert might hear it as we were both in his office separated by his desk. He did not make it obvious that he noticed anything. At 3pm Robert said he had to leave early and asked if I could finish off getting the servers back on track. I promised not to let him down.

As Robert left I got a message from my master.

NYCrusader: Go to the prayer room and pray. Do not stop praying no matter what happens. If you stop or resist then this is over. I will reveal myself to you today.

I was so excited to finally see my master. My pussy was getting so wet. Not just from the vibrations but the thought of being fucked a real man. I was apprehensive about the mention of not resisting but the hum of the vibrator had my pussy worked up all day. I had no choice but to do as commanded.

I went to the prayer room and started praying on the prayer rug. This was often my private room when I needed a break from the office. I face away from the door as I pray so I could not see anybody entering the room.

As I commenced my prayer I heard the door open behind me. I could feel the presence of a man. I knew he was taking in my body. I had no choice but to continue praying. I said "allah u akbar" as I bent down at the waist and i knew I was presenting my ass to my master. I could feel my vibrator increase in intensity as I was bent at the waist. He did not move and just continued to watch. I started to maon at the pleasure from the vibrator. I went down to my knees and i knew this would present and even better view of my ass. The vibrator seemed to be on full power now as I was on my knees. I opened my mouth to say allah u akbar but all that came out was "allloooooòhhhhhhhhhhhh". I was too horny.

I could hear his breathing get heavier. I knew he was getting turned on. I raised myself back up and continued to pray. The vibrations all of a sudden stopped.

I could hear his footsteps as he approached. He had removed his shoes and I could hear him kick them to the side. I could hear his trousers fall to the floor, his belt made a heavy sound. He was stripping as he approached me. But he had told me to continue praying no matter what happened and to not resist. That is all I was focused on. I would not resist anything. I needed his big fat cock inside me.

I could hear his big cock slap against his thigh as he walked up to me. This was turning me on so much. The anticipation of that big monster cock inside my tight pussy while I was praying. I was leaking from my cunt like an overflowing river I had never been this turned on in my life.

He came up behind and I felt his cock rub up against my ass. I pushed my ass back into his cock trying to get more but he moved back. He wanted to keep me hungry for that cock.

I was such a desperate slut I was praying to Allah but all I really wanted was white cock. I was praying for that big fat white cock.

He bent down and lifted my jilbab up from the bottom over my head. I did not resist. I was a slave to that white cock.

This left in just my soaked thong and 1/4 cup bra. My tits were too big for the bra and they were completely exposed and overflowing. The bra was just holding my big tits up. It provided no coverage. My large nipples were exposed.The bra was not needed. I felt my masters hands reach around my body and grope my tits. He massaged them aggressively and pinched my nipples hard. I needed this so bad. I moaned like a wanton horny slut "ohhhhhhhhhhh. Hmmmmmmm. Pleeeeaaaasssssseeeee hhhhaaaaaarrrrr dddddeeeerrrrrr. Squeeeeeze my tiiitts haaarderrrrr. I neeeeeedddd it soooooo baaaaaadddddddd".

That seemed to make him ever more aggressive and he started digging his nails into my tits as he squeezed. He roughly pinched my nipples and squeezing my tits hard. It felt so good. I pushed my ass back in to his cock. I needed his cock so bad. I needed to cum so bad.

He released my tits and just stepped back. He was keeping me on edge. He was keeping me close to my orgasm. He was in total control of my body. I remembered what be said about continuing to pray. I bent down at waist and he immediately slapped my fat ass. I screamed "alllllaaaaaaahhhhhh uuuuuuuuu aaaakkkkbaaaaarrrrrrr. Pleaaaasseeeeeee dooooonnnnnnnntttttttt stopppppppp. I nnneeeeeeeeedddddd itttttt haaaardddeeerrŕrr".

He repeated blows on my ass cheeks. With each slap I moaned like the horny submissive slut I was. "Yyyyesssssss. Yeeeeesssssssss. Mmmoooorrrreeee. I neeedddd thissss. I ammmmm yoooouuuurrrr slllluuutttt. Youuuu oooowwwnnnn meeeee".

He all of a sudden stopped and I knew that was a sign to keep on praying. I was so on edge. I needed to cum so bad. My thong was almost transparent it was so badly soaked. The prayer rug was completely soaked with my cunt juice. As I went down on my knees his breathing was becoming heavy. He was getting turned on just like me but he was so in control of his emotions.

As I was on my knees i felt his hand massage my ass cheeks. The soothing feeling felt so good after the abuse he had just delivered on my ass. The feeling of being man handled by a man is the ultimate for any woman. I felt he was completing me as a woman.

He stopped and I came back up to stand up and continue with the prayer. When I came up he unhooked my bra and let my tits hang down. He went back to aggressively squeezing my tits. He was pinching my nipples so rough. It felt so good. I was loving his rough treatment of my tits. I was beginning to moan louder as my orgasm neared. He seemed to sense this and moved his hands down to my waist he hooked his thumbs into my thong and yanked it down. I stepped out of it as he picked it up. He moved his hand to the front of my body and slid it down to my cunt. I was praying he would drive his fingers into my cunt to let me finally cum or fuck me with the vibrator. He simply removed the vibrator from my cunt. He stepped back away from me and I groaned in frustration which caused him to give my ass an aggressive slap. I moaned in response to what he must have thought was a punishment, "ohhhhhhhh pleeeeasasseee moreeee". I was getting pleasure from every contact I was having with him. It was so good to have a real man for a change.

I could hear licking my wet cunt. He was sniffing my thong and licking my juices from it. He would be able to smell my ass on it but he seemed to be enjoying it. I could hear him wrap my thong around his cock and start to pull on his cock. The sounds were so sexy. I wish I could see him. He was so sexy. He then removed the thong and i could feel him step closer. He pushed his cock against my ass. And i grinded my ass hard against it. He started kissing my neck and shoulders as he went back to squeezing my tits. He was being gentler this time but i needed it hard. I was so god damn fucking horny. I could not handle a gentle fuck. I needed a hard earth shattering fuck.

"Pleeeeaaaa ssssseeeeeee squueeeeeeee zzźzzeeeeè theeem haaarddd. Pleaaaassssseeee abuuuuu sssssseeeeer thoooo sssseeeee big faaaaat tiiiiitttttsssss".

"I loooooovvvveeeee tthhhaaaaassttttþ faaaattttt coooocccccckkkkkl offff yooourrrrrasssss. Iiittyyttt is soooo biggggg. Yooouuuu hhaaaavvvveeee mmeeèeee soooo hhhhoooooorrrrr nnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyy".

All of a sudden he moved his hands from my tits and grabbed my shoulders and he aggressively turned me around. I could not believe who it was before I could say anything he grabbed my niqab and ripped it off my face. My head snapped back at the force. He then immediately shoved his tongue into my mouth. I kissed back with full force. I moaned into his mouth. I grinded my dripping cunt onto his monster naked cock. We french kissed for an eternity. That was my first kiss and it was mind blowing.

We finally came up for air. I was overwhelmed with emotion and just hugged him tightly.

"I am so happy it is you. I love you Robert."

"I love you too." With that he pushed me down onto the prayer rug and came on top of me. He did not ask for permission. He took control of my body. He owned it. His body was on top of me. I loved the feeling of a real man owning my body. He was crushing me against his body as he started to feed his monster cock into me. It felt so amazing. I needed this so bad.

"Please giveeee me that bigggg monsterrrr coccckkkkk. I neeeedddd it soooo badddd. I neeeeddd thaatttt biggggg whhiiittteeee dicckkkk".

"Your cunt is so tight. You need a real dick to open you up. I am going to fuck your cunt and cum inside you. I want you to have my infidel baby in the same place you pray everyday".

"Ohhhhhh god yessss yessss yessss. Give me an infidel baby. Make me your slut. I am your hijjjaaaabbbiii sluuutttt. Fuck an infidel babyyyy intooo meee. Your dickkkkk isssss sooooo bigggg. Yooouuuu arreee stretchingggg my cunt so wideeeeee".

He was pushing his dick deeper and deeper into me. It felt so good. I felt complete losing virginity to a real man.

"I wanted you from the first day I saw you in the interview. You were so hot. That night I saw you masturbating at your desk I knew I had to have you. I followed your every move ever since. I knew all the websites you visited and I hacked your home computer and watched you masturbate every night with that dildo on your webcam."

His confession made me love him even more. I thought no man could ever love me for the horny muslim slut I was but Robert had been the only man to believe in me and he loved me from the first moment he saw me. I was his obsession.

"You should have fucked me that night you saw me masturbating. We couldddd havee beennnn fuckkiiinngggg alll thissss timmmeeee. Yoooouuuuu hhhaaaavvvveeeee aaaallloooottt offf tiiimmmeeee toooo mmmmaaaakkkeeeee uuuuppppp. Youuuuuu neeeeeedddd tooooo fffuuuuccccckkkkk mmeeeee eeveerrryyyyy dddaaayyyy annnnddddd nnnniiigght to make up for this lllassst yeaarrrrrr".

"Yes I will fuck you every night from now. Every day I will fuck you in this room. Every night you will come home with me and I will fuck you all night. This horny muslim cunt is now mine."

"Yesssssss. Oooohhhhhh yesssss. Youuu aarrrrreeee myyyy master."

He was fucking me so deep and so hard. He was squeezing my big tits as he was pounding deep inside me. He started sucking on my nipple and he fed me my other nipple. My tits were so big that I could suck my own tits.

Our moans were so loud they seemed to fill the room.

"Hmmmmmm. Mmmmmmm. Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh. Eereèeeeeeeee".

He released my nipple and said "I am cumming. I am cumming. Who is your god? Tell me now".

I was cumming too and I moaned out loud "allllaaaahhhhhh uuuuu aaaakkkkkbbbb aaaaaarrrrrr. Youuuuuu aaaareeeee myyy godddddddd".

A week later I left my controlling family and moved in with Robert. I never told my family why I was leaving. They would have killed me if they knew I was leaving for a white older man.

Robert "converted" to Islam. He did this so I could continue wearing the islamic clothing that turned him on so much and he would have an excuse to use the prayer room and fuck me every day there.

My life was finally complete. Robert owned me like the slut I was.