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Xia could feel the men’s eyes on her as she stepped outside of the airport into the warm Moroccan sun, and could see how they imagined what her body must be like under the long overcoat as they passed by on their way to whatever destination awaited them.
The dark sunglasses she wore covered her eyes so that no one could see the imploring look she was giving them, and a veil covering the lower half of her face hid the cloth gagging her.
“Mmmp… hmmm…” She implored feebly, but they just passed by, looking her over as they did.
Next to her, Siewi was similarly dressed, with a long over coat, veil, and sunglasses.
Underneath the raincoats, both women were completely nude except for the ropes crisscrossing each of their bodies in a diamond pattern, under the breasts, down through their legs and up through their delicious rear ends.
“Heuch uh! Honheone, chueahe!” Siewi cried as The Dominator pushed her along.
The old man walked behind each woman, one hand clamped on each of their butt cheeks, steering them forward.
More ropes secured the women’s hands behind their backs.
However, outside of a pair of high-heels their feet were completely unrestrained.
It’s not that both women didn’t want to make a run for it.
They had attempted to do so on multiple occasions, however, they were physically incapable.
The dominator’s iron like grip latched on to their backsides and allowed him to fully control them.
If he wanted them to move forward he squeezed.
If he wanted them to move in a certain direction, he merely twisted his hands and forced them that way.
Despite his grip, which did not lose its strength, he seemed weaker, more feeble.
Sergei had dominated him much like he had Xia and Siewi.
The large Russian walked ahead of the two bound captives, cutting an impressive figure. Everyone who stared at the two beautiful women quickly looked away after catching Sergei’s eyes.
Xia Lan and Siewi once again tried to shake free from The Dominator’s grasp, causing him to once again since his iron hands into their juicy backsides.
“Hon, igh huughh! Uegh ho!” Their eyes wore looks of desperation, and darted back and forth hoping for a savior to come to their rescue, but no one noticed their plight.
Not that anyone would try to rescue us if they could. Xia realized.
This display was about power and dominance for Sergei. He was parading his captives publicly, for them to realize their helplessness and humiliation. She shivered to think of what he had in store for them next as he led them towards an awaiting limo.
***
Sergei’s next humiliation was even worse than Xia could have imagined as she looked down at her ridiculous outfit.
A tiny white bikini adorned her body. Small square coverings sat atop her breasts, held in place by floss-like strings that ran above and below the small squares.
They did little to cover anything save a small area around her nipples.
A tiny thong buried itself inside her enormous butt cheeks and barely covered her sacred garden.
Then a small, white, silky corset held in place by two white belts and wrapped around her slim waist, and two more pairs of straps wrapped around her meaty thighs and petite ankles.
Another white strap encircled Xia Lan's neck and served as a choker.
Chains encircled her belly and were attached to the straps on her neck, wrists, and thighs.
These chains were all connected and cuffed Xia Lan's hands in front of her at her waist.
They also ensured Xia Lan couldn't lift her hands past a few inches.
A small white mitt wrapped around Xia Lin's hand, and in that met was a white floral bouquet.
Finally, a pair of shiny white high-heels adorned Xia's feet, and a wedding veil sat atop her head, but it was pulled her back so the audience can see the ridiculously large diamond ball gag stuffed between her teeth.
The gag's ring was forged with solid gold and had several smaller diamonds on its inlet.
Sergei undoubtedly spent a fortune to get it made.
The captured agent’s perfect countenance was also on display, although it wore a mix of shock, humiliation, unwillingness, and, most of all, defiance.
"Rmh mm gr rnghh nrm!" She muttered into the diamond gag.
Sergei stood next to his not-so blushing bride, beaming as the “official” performed the ceremony.
Sergei had also spared no express, renting out an entire beach, with his business associates and lackeys as witnesses.
Siewi was even Xia’s unwilling bridesmaid, though The Dominator stood with her, one hand clamped over her mouth and the other groping her breast as the other girl struggled to get free.
Xia though stood rigid, not just because of the strict bondage she was in, but because she knew what was to come.
“If the Bride doesn’t have any objections, this union may be sealed in accordance with Muzzarian ways.” The Official announced.
Sergei removed his bride's gag, but before Xia could speak he covered her mouth with his hand. "I ohghecgh! I hain no! I non'gh uuangh gho hegh nhauuien" She cried through Sergei’s clamped palm.
“Any objections at all?” The Official asked again.
“Uhhh oohhhgggh! Nnnmmpo! Ugggg gghhh nnnhh!”
“If the Bride has no objections, then you may kiss your wife.” The Official announced.
Sergei removed his hand and planted a heavy, deep kiss upon Xia, much to her chagrin.
"Hghay auuay huonh nhe, nhonhgheu!" She tried to wriggle away as the crowd roared in approval.