Soon I might be caught by a muslim mistress, she's seen in my eyes what I want, when our eyes meet at the grocery store. While her husband is at work, I want her to approach me at the supermarket (because she knows I've been staring) and I want her to tell me when and where.

 

She will wear her hijab when I visit her in secret. She'll likely wear a thong underneath her clothes too, some white, smooth fabric for my tongue , I know it.

 

I want to pleasure her on my knees. & I want her to make me.

 

It will probably be at 11 in the morning or so, when nobody's home. I will kneel before her and show her she's in charge.

 

I want her to tell me I'm a usless white infidel slut whose time has come to submit to her new mistress.  I want her to mistreat me, to insult me in arabic, to pull my hair and slap my face as I pleasure her hairy arab pussy. I want to look up into her eyes with my submissive christian face, my miraculous medal around my neck, and say I'm her bitch.

 

She will take the medal off my neck, drop it on the floor and tread on it with her sandal, as I kiss that same foot at her command. I will be her Christian slavegirl and serve her the way she wants me to, and for as long as she wants.