The sun had barely risen when Aida was awoken by strange noises coming from Farida's bedroom. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and quietly made her way to the door, curiosity getting the better of her. As she peered through the slightly opened door, her eyes widened in shock.
Farida's father-in-law, Teymur, was having forceful sex with Farida from behind, his hips slamming into hers with a force that made Aida wince. Farida's face was twisted in discomfort, her whispers of "Slow down, Teymur, your cock is too big" falling on deaf ears.
"Let me suck you instead, please," Farida begged, her voice trembling. "I'll even drink your cum."
But Teymur was having none of it. He slapped Farida across the face, his demand for her to suck him better ringing through the room. Aida, horrified, quickly retreated to her own bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest.
The next morning, Aida couldn't help but notice Farida's limp as she walked into the living room. She tried to ignore it, but the image of Teymur's rough treatment of Farida was still fresh in her mind.
Teymur entered the room, a smug smile on his face as he greeted Aida. "Good morning, Aida. I must say, I'm quite fond of your hijab. It's a symbol of modesty and purity, something that is sorely lacking in this modern world."
Aida's cheeks burned at the mention of her hijab, but she said nothing. She couldn't find the words to respond, her mind still reeling from the previous night's events.
Teymur's smile turned into a leer as he turned to Farida. "I hope you're ready for me, my dear. I don't plan on being kept waiting."
Farida's eyes flicked to Aida, a silent plea for her to leave the room. But Aida couldn't move, her feet rooted to the spot as Teymur grabbed Farida's chin and forced her to her knees.
"Join in if you like, Aida," Teymur said, his eyes gleaming with lust. "I won't say no to another willing participant."
Aida's heart pounded in her chest as Teymur tossed her onto the couch, her body trembling with fear and disgust. She couldn't believe what was happening, the violation of her personal boundaries and the cultural differences that seemed insurmountable.
Teymur didn't waste any time. He fucked Aida's ass one moment and her pussy the next, changing holes with each brutal push. Aida's mind went blank as she endured the assault, her thoughts focused on finding a way to protect herself and confront Farida about the custom that seemed so wrong.
But Farida was unapologetic, justifying the custom and telling Aida to get used to it. Aida realized then that she needed to take control of the situation, no matter how difficult it may be. She needed to stand up for herself and protect her own boundaries, no matter what the cost.
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