"No! Please! No! No! No!" She pulled away with all her might at the grip of the armed guard. The guard reached in his side holster and put a pistol to her temple. She stopped screaming and pulling and froze, her dark eyes wide.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Farmington rushed to the trio and pulled up short when he saw the guard was about to point the pistol at him.

Aziz clipped at the guard in his native tongue and covered the pistol with his hand. The guard returned to his aim on the girl.

"I have to protect myself this way Senator. I have many, many enemies. I trust only Waleed here with my life. This whore here." Aziz flipped a hand at the trembling, naked girl. "She will be redeemed in her next life because she has given this life to the cause of our people and our faith. She was a meaningless sharmuta before with only a future of shame and poverty ahead of her. Many women volunteer to be my special whore."

Aziz again kissed her on her forehead, which she tried to jerk away. He pushed her to the guard who practically lifted her off the floor with his massive hand squeezing her tiny arm. He pulled her way out the door and for a moment, the room was eerily quiet.

The she screamed and pleaded and screamed in Arabic. All the way down the hall and off to the left. Farmington felt a queasy ball of funk plop into his stomach from nowhere. He was sure he would ralph. He waited a good, long time before he decided to leave. He now knew what an asshole he was dealing with.

As soon as the screaming was an unclear, muffled note, Farmington got the hell away from this crazy bastard and his slaughterhouse grounds.

Meanwhile, an armed guard was dragging a pleading, crying naked woman down the stone steps of an Arabian fortress that led into a dirt courtyard.

"Please!" She begged. " I will do anything you want. I will let you fuck me how you like!" She tried to rub on him with her nude and tight body. "I will do to you what I did to General Aziz!"

The guard who always heard the same offer from Aziz' other whores and always fucked them before he blew their heads off, stopped.

"You will suck my cock? You will risk the shame you bring on yourself to save your worthless life? Get on your knees and shame yourself whore!"

The guard pushed her down hard on her knees in front of his pud. He unzipped his own fly because he was a big boy and shoved his cock in her pretty face. She foxed her flashing dark eyes up at him and put his balls in her mouth as she stroked his pecker with her hand. She let out little moans that relayed her enjoyment of the guard's sac. She drew up and wrapped her tender lips around the dickhead's dick head. She then face-fucked him and he liked it. He held her bobbing head in his hands as she worked her mouth up and down on his wiener. She was damned good this one. What a shame she had to die for the cause. She probably fucked with her cunt as good as her face.

Just as he was beginning to stiffen from the vixen's stiffy sucking. He heard a whoosh.

The heel of a female hand bashed up the base of his nose. The force of the blow broke the cartilage free from its place and shoved it into the guard's brain. He stood for a moment with the most suprised look on his face.

The girl jumped up and kicked her assassinated assassin in his asshole face. He fell back like a plank. Dead.

She then bent over and undressed the dead spear chucker. She put on herself all the guard's uniform and weaponry.

She checked the rounds in the pistol and put it in its holster. Then she took the pendant from out of the shirt she just blew and killed the guard for. She turned it over and tripped a latch that opened the back. She pressed it and a recording played:

"I want you to help us stage an attack on the American Embassy in Paris." Senator Farmington's voice came in loud and clear. She closed the back of the pendant and slipped it back inside the uniform shirt.

She looked down at the dead guard who had a suprised look on his dead face.

"You shouldn't be mean to girls. They might not like you." She kicked him, turned and made her way past all the other armed guards, out of the complex and out of the damned country. She had to get home.

Incognita Bullfinch was her name and she had a world to save.