Sheikhani Zeenat - Part1



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Sheikhani Zeenat-Part1

Ali Josh was laughing!! He could not believe in his luck. He was going to get
out of trouble again.

Ali was a rapist! Ali was a killer. He enjoyed molesting women, humiliating
them physically and sexually assaulting them.

He has been doing it for ages and had managed to get away from the law due to
lack of evidences in all the cases. Ali had been very effective in disposing
off the bodies of women he raped and killed.

Nobody could ever find the bodies although the law officers were certain that
Ali was responsible for these ghastly crimes.

Ali was born to Christian parents but converted himself to a Muslim. He was a
scum of the society and had no religious faith at all. He was disgrace to both
religions.

The only reason for him to become a Muslim was his misinterpretation that this
new religion offers him freedom and immunity from the law and the society. He
was a repulsive looking man and he was proud of his brutal strength.

Around six feet tall with beer belly, apelike arms he was a nightmare of all
the women he met. The brutal strength and a matching oversized tool were two
things in the world Ali was proud of. These two qualities were only matched by
the arrogance and treacherous traits he displayed. He used these disdainful
qualities to make the priests of both religions to swear on his behalf and
bail him out of trouble. Today was one such time, although everybody in the
courtroom knew he had killed those two teenage girls. Ali himself was

dreaming about the way he used his oversized tool to torture them before he
killed them.

He knew the jury was against the death penalty and with lack of evidence he
was free to walk. He stretched and looked with arrogant smirk towards everyone
while the judgment was being read to him.

He was free man again. There was no community service, no reporting to police
or any kind of that shit this time. He was only supposed to visit this "place"
in old area of abandoned harbor side. One of the jury slipped a sort of
visiting or business card, which was handed over to him.

He did not bother to look at the card and slipped it in his pocket when the
jury insisted that he reads it loud in the courtroom. With his usual arrogant
smirk on his face he held the card in his left hand .The card had a picture of
veiled belly dancer in the corner and it had two lines of address at the
bottom. Apart from these two things the card had a name of a woman on it .A
woman by name "Sheikhani Zeenat"!!

Ali read aloud "Sheikhani Zeenat"!!! It seems reading that name had some
magical impact on the room. There were these two men...old time criminals who
were listening to the case in the courtroom.

The color of their faces suddenly changed and both of them turned red and then
turned pale white. Both of them were trembling and shaking at the same time
they were stifling. They almost immediately stood up from the sitting position
when Ali read aloud the name "Sheikhani Zeenat".

Both of them could not stand to their full height. It looked like in past they
had a paralysis stroke or broken bones, which did not join, right. They had
spent long time in hospital and mental asylum. However there was something
else, which was causing them discomfort in standing straight. There was this
unmistakable bulge in the pants, which would have been easy to explain for a
young man but looking at the physical deformities of their bodies everyone in
the courtroom thought "it" was not possible. Then everyone noticed twitching
of the bulges in their pants and the spasm both the men were going through .It
was beyond doubt these two crippled old criminals were having a raging hard-on
right in the court-room.

They both had hadrons, which betrayed the statement of fear on their face.
Their faces expressed mixed emotions. Fear, helplessness, embarrassment and
sexual tension, all of it at the same time was tormenting them. The twitching
and spasm did not stop and suddenly all of them saw these two criminals had a
sudden jolt in pants and wet spot appeared on their trousers. The spots were
getting larger although the jolts and spasm were subdued.

Ali could not believe his eyes. The two crippled bastards had creamed their
pants when they heard the name "Sheikhani Zeenat". They had no control over it
and they did not lay a hand on themselves to make it happen. As a matter of
fact no one touched them at all.

At that time the jury who had given the card to Ali told him to rub the card
with his fingers. Ali was now nervous. Earlier he did not bother to look at
the card but now one look at the card got him scared. He had not noticed the
unusual texture of the card. It was thick, spongy and had a little protrusion,
which is found in electronic speaking cards. He again thought it is just a
visiting card and gathered his courage and rubbed the card lightly and pressed
it.

Ali and the courtroom were not prepared for what happened next. As soon as Ali
rubbed the card the room was suddenly filled with mystical fragrance. It was
fragrance of a woman, woman’s juices but it was far more overpowering and
commanding than a mere scent of a woman. It filled everybody’s nostrils and
their minds. The feeling was mixed. It was mixture of spine chilling fear and
uncontrollable sexual tension. The two old bastards who had already spent in
their pants were shaking and sobbing. The mystical, powerful and commanding
scent of woman brought a feeling of sheer horror on their faces.

And when Ali pressed the card it let out sudden hissing sound with a low pitch
whisper "Sheikhani Zeenat" The voice was extremely sensuous yet absolutely
commanding it brought almost instant erection to everyone in the courtroom.
Ali was excited, scared and confused. He had a raging hard on! He was
perspiring profusely. He looked around room and found almost everyone in the
room was perspiring heavily. And they all sensed that the perspiration was in
anticipation of sexual defeat from a sexually extremely powerful woman.

It was just the low hissing whisper that was heard and the fragrance of her
juices that was inhaled by the people in the court-room but it conveyed the
dooming message of enormous sexual dominance and tremendous physical
superiority of the woman Although it exited everyone, there was a prominent
note in the hissing whisper and the fragrance that scared the hell out of all
of them .It was feeling of total humiliation when everyone realized they were
overpowered by this woman's mere name, whisper and scent of her juices. She
was neither in the room nor was known to them. They had not seen her at all.

The two crippled ex-criminals were totally terrorized by the hissing whisper.
Only a moment back they had spent themselves when they heard Ali reading aloud
the mystical woman's name. There was noting left for them cream yet their
pants were getting wet. Only this time both of them were pissing in the pants
out of total fear, humiliation and sexual defeat caused by this extra ordinary
woman's voice!!! The piss was weak watery and it symbolized weakness and
humiliation. Now they were weeping like little girls and shaking like a puppet
out of control.

The scene was of absolute devastation and total public humiliation of everyone
in the courtroom. This phenomenal, overpowering and potent fragrance of a
woman had aroused them to a new height but there was demeaning assurance of
unending sexual defeat. Her low tone hissing whisper reassured the promised
defeat by her to all of them. Within few moments of just a mere utterance of
her name all of them were aroused and humiliated by a feeling of their sexual
inadequacy against an incredibly superior woman. The room was mixture of
different smells. It was the old soon drying cream spent by two crippled old
miserable criminals, their lightly smelling urine let out in horror. There was
this fresh smell of pre cum of forced out of some of them by her mere hissing
low tone but far reaching and commanding whisper and there was this smell of
sweat of all of them. It was sweat of anticipated sexual and physical defeat
by this unknown woman.

But over all these collective smells of their bodies there was this completely
dominating scent of this deadly woman of awesome sexual potency. With every
breath they inhaled in their lungs her fearful scent was killing all other
collective smells of these males. This woman had defeated their physical
existence and personality without even being there in that room!!!

These men were used to experience of scents of different women. These scents
of women had always aroused excitement and sexual pleasure but scent of this
woman forced a new thought, a terrifying thought of ominous sexual potency of
this woman. They always had associated the word sexual potency to a male
persona because of the power and dominance attached to the word but the
forceful and invading scent of this woman dictated a new concept in their
minds and that was of "awesome and frightening sexual potency" of this
diabolic woman.

They all now fearfully realized that there was no use escaping the fact. The
fact that overpowering and sexually dominating scent of this woman had brought
in a crushing defeat of their collective male sexual and physical persona.
There was an ominous silence and sexual tension in the room, something that
they had never experienced or thought about being possible in reality.

The feeling was of worst humiliation. There was a sinking realization in their
mind about how thorough dominating this woman was!!!

Reading her mere name had forced the two old crippled fools to cream their
pants. Mere scent of her juices had convincingly subdued their collective
existence and scared the every pour of their male bodies and yet had excited
them beyond imagination. Her low tone whisper had left them speechless and
brought an embarrassing twitching in their groins with uncontrollable spasm.
Everything about this woman was dominating and forceful. She was an awesomely
dominant and humiliating woman to the core!!

There was a silence in the courtroom caused by crushing defeat of the men by
this woman. The silence was broken when the gavel dropped off awe stuck Judge
Mulberry's hand. He choked, coughed and somehow managed to stutter in a
croaking voice "Th..the co..court..diss.missed"which was in total contrast
with his normal, deep and very male voice.His face was a reflection of almost
every face in the room. His statement of pride was darkened by sexual tension.
His face marked total humiliation and defeat by this woman. He uncomfortably
got up from his chair and collected his cloak trying to hide his excited
state. With cloak in his hands, his head hanging low exited the court with an
unusual coward walk.

With the judge gone everyone was slowly collecting himself when they realized
that last few moments had been the most powerful experience of their entire
lives. These moments they had experienced had created permanent impression in
their mind. They realized that the life was not going to be the same for them
any further.

They were hypnotized by the witchlike spell of this woman. But they were sure
beyond any doubt that this was no witchcraft or voodoo. This unknown and
unseen woman had brought in their absolute defeat. And that too by mere scent
of her juices and her whisper!!!! They had realized this woman was for real. A
"real woman" indeed!

A woman, of enormous sexual potency. A woman of physical strength far beyond
their collective macho ness. A woman who epitomized deadly sexual dominance
over all men. A woman whose purpose of existence was sexual humiliation and
defeat of men. A woman who can control men's every thought and physical being.
A woman who can mingle pain and pleasure like no one. A woman, who can seduce,
excite, terrorize, humiliate and defeat core of every man. A woman, who was
master of playing mental games of sexual terrorism in man's mind and matching
it physically. A woman, who can turn a macho into a wimp. A woman, who can
bring on ranging hadrons on saints. A woman who was more than a match for many
men put together. A woman who was thorough in domination and humiliation of
men!!

And they were right because that was what "Sheikhani Zeenat"was all about plus
a lot more!!!

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Ali walked out of the courtroom with rest of the people. All of them were in
embarrassed state of mind still sweating with fear and yet turned on. They all
walked out of the room with their heads hung low.

Ali was not sure where he was going but he drifted away from everyone.

His head was spinning in all directions and he suddenly came to back as if
struck by lightening when he looked at what was in his hands. It was the card
with her name "Sheikhani Zeenat".

As he held the card his fear was renewed. He dared not to fold it or rub it.
He read the address and found he was just a couple of minutes away from the
place. It was an old storage building. Ali wanted to run away and not go there
but the danger of serving a term brought back some reality to his mind but
that was not the reason he headed towards the place. It was the sheer sexual
magnetism this woman was able to generate by compelling scent of her body and
a whisper that dragged him to her place!

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The place was insignificant looking building and Ali pushed the little door
next to closed vehicle entrance of the place and he was inside the building.
It was darker than outside. Ali looked around and found rows of packed boxes
like any other storage building. He walked further till he reached an aisle
between two rows of boxes. He saw a paper glued to a box with an arrow
pointing to a wall at far end. The approach to the wall was narrow and dark.
When he reached near the wall he noticed a thick wooden door on his left. The
door had metal letters embossed. From his position Ali could read the top
letters "Harem of " the boxes and other part building structures blocked his
view of other letters. He knew the Sheikhs had Harem. He even recalled a place
of belly dancers by the name.

As he approached near the door the letters were completely visible to him. The
Harem did not belong to any man!! It belonged to a woman! Something, which was
unheard of, and he thought no woman was capable of doing this and flaunting it
to the macho men of the world until today, when this unseen woman had invaded
his senses forcefully. He had no doubt that this woman was sexually capable
and potent than all the men in the world to keep a harem of her own and flaunt
it humiliatingly to all the macho macho men of the world!!

The Harem belonged to her. The letters were declaring the threat her scent
promised. The letters read "Harem of Sheikhani Zeenat"

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Continued in Part-2

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