I heard a gunshot out of the chamber. What is happening out there?
"What's wrong with the guard? What's happening?"
Saddam shouted in anger.
Suddenly, the door of the chamber smashed out. And there was U.S. troops raided upon us!
"Don't move! You are under arrest, Saddam Hussein!"
One of troops shouted. Saddam slowly stood up with displeased face. His big naked body was glittering with sweat. And I was still lying there almost unconsciously, also naked. This is the end. This is the end of Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein... but... but...
"Now Saddam! Lie on the ground and put your hands... Wait.. Wait! This guy is not Saddam Hussein!"
What? What is this guy talking about? Wait. Saddam's body has been transformed after doing sex with me. So, the U.S. troops cannot recognize...
"Hey, who the fuck are you, you dirty Arab! What the fuck are you doing at Saddam Hussein's secret sex chamber?!"
Saddam realize the situation. Skillfully, he changed his face into servile look, as if he was bursting into tears. And he spoke to the U.S. troops.
"Oh merciful Allah, you saved my life. Please, generous Americans. Please get me out of this horrible place."
One of the troops - he looked like the head of the troops - came to Saddam, and asked him.
"Hey, hey. Calm down. Tell me what's going on. Who are you? And what was you doing here?"
"My name is... Abdul, Abdul Aziz. I was just a ordinary farmer of small village..."
Saddam was making up a story. But I couldn't do anything about it. Not just I was in dizziness, I couldn't do anything against Hussein, since my mind have altered into slave's. Saddam continued his story.
"...but one day, that dictator's force kidnapped me, just because I have good looking body. The dictator likes to keep innocent people inside his palace, as a sexual slave."
"Oh, what a freak!"
One of the troops shouted in disgust. Saddam smiled cunningly at that comment.
"Yes, you merciful American. He is a freak. And he made me do sex in front of him, everyday. I was doing my regular sexual duty, when you entered here. I didn't even noticed the dictator went out."
"Fuck, that bastard escaped before our attack! Maybe the information leaked out again."
One soldier complained. Whole troops looked disappointed. Then the leader of the troops asked again, with looking at me.
"And who is that girl? Is she one of Saddam Hussein's concubines?"
"Yes, sir. She is... No! No, no, no, sir. She is not a concubine. She is not even one of palace maids. She is just... She just captured into the palace today. It was her first day. Poor girl. She even does not know what is going on here. I think her mind went wrong by the shock."
The troops leader seemed to believe him
"Hmmm, if that is true, we can release her first..."
"Oh no! Please, merciful Americans. Please let me take her with me. She is not OK now. Look at her! She still cannot realize what happened. poor little girl. She doesn't even know who she is! Isn't it, sweet heart?"
Saddam looked at me, hinting that I should answer correctly. I couldn't resist him. I just nodded my head.
"You see? She lost her mind! Oh Allah, please forgive me. I penetrated that virgin... Even though it was not my choice, I think I must bear responsibility for her. "
He grinned at my face. I was horrified, deep inside my mind. But my face was still just dumb.
"I think I take her my other wife. And I should think about what I should to do later, quietly at my small village, aside from everything..."
The leader stopped him
"OK, OK. I heard enough. I think I can believe you, but we still have to investigate two of you people. Smith, Johnson!"
"Yes, sir!"
"You two, keep watch these people. We will keep looking for the target."
"Yes, sir!"
Then, leaving only two soldiers, whole troops went out of the chamber.
Now I was on the bed with Saddam, covering our naked bodies with the bed sheet. Inside the sheet, that Arab brute embrace me with his arms.
"Don't worry my concubine."
He whispered into my ear.
"We will get out of here safely. Then we can hide in one of my shelters, we can make love in there everyday. After the disturbance gone, I can claim my position again, as a father of this country."
It was hopeless. I was the only one who knows Saddam Hussein's true identity. But I couldn't do anything harmful for my "master". What could I do?
I looked at soldiers. Two U.S. soldiers were talking each other.
"Fuck. Where the hell is that beast? I thought we could get him at last."
"Me too. By the way, did you look closely at those Arabs?"
"Hmmm... Yes I did. They look gorgeous. Look at that girl's body. What a babe. And hey, did you see that guy's dick? It was like horse's!"
"Yeah! The dictator surely has great collection of his sex toys..."
Then, one of them seemed to get some new idea.
"Wait, Johnson. A good idea came across my mind..."