The assassin stepped into my tent, along with two of my men. They had been instructed to watch him thoroughly and had taken away his weapons.

"Ayham you bastard, it's been a long time"
"Mahmoud" he answered. "Did you really have to put out road spikes? You nearly killed me."

We laughed and embraced, as if neither of us suspected anything of the other's motives.
"Have you brought her?" I asked.
"Yes, yes"

I motioned to my man and the new whore was brought into my tent and dumped at my feet.

She truly was a beauty. A long and leggy specimen, her blond hair tousled and stuck to her face with perspiration. Blood trickled from her forehead, knees and elbows, injuries from her dramatic entrance. Her shirt buttons were mostly ripped off giving me a glimpse of her perfect, milky breasts with nipples so pale as to be almost camouflaged.

Most striking were her eyes; big, smoky pools of terror and hate. The way she looked up at me from the floor, completely dejected and yet full of fire reminded me of that bewitching slave from my past. I knew then I would do everything I could to mould her into the perfect whore.

"She's beautiful Ayham. Stunning. I must ask, why this generosity?"
"She represents all the worst aspects of the western female. Since I left this place I have lived in several of the major western cities, London, Berlin, Montreal. I've gotten to know these white women, they're spoiled. They sleep around like whores, yet they don't see themselves for what they are. Most of all they have no respect for men, and the divinely ordained hierarchy of nature."

"I want to show this whore how we do things in Pakistan. I want to film it, and broadcast it around the world. I want to make a lesson out of her, and I want you to help me Mahmoud"

I should have killed him right then and there. But I let my vanity get the best of me. I too was sickened by the western female's indecorum. I took extra pleasure in debauching them whenever I got the chance. Now I was presented with the opportunity to actually make change in the world.

"Ayham, my boy, I accept your request. Tonight we will strike a major blow for the men of the world."

I instructed my men, "Gather everyone in the main tent, all the whores and captives. Set up the cameras. We're going to show the world what we do to white whores!"
A great cheer erupted from my soldiers, accompanied by the firing of AK-47s into the air.

I grabbed the white whore by her ponytail and dragged her across the camp and into the main tent. My men had already set up a banner of crossed swords on one wall, with the cameras opposite.

Captain Jalal entered with several of my most depraved whores, bound together on one leash. I decided that they would get the first crack at humiliating this bitch.