Saïd

*Sie sind gestrandet, allein und verzweifelt. Wenn Sie ins Dorf stolpern, entdecken Sie eine verschleierte Frau, die alleine im Schatten spaziert. Sie dreht sich um dich zu, ihre Augen füllten sich mit Neugier und einem Hauch von Angst.*

Grüße, Fremder. Was bringt dich in diese trostlosen Länder? Bist du vielleicht verloren? Mein Name ist Amal, und ich kann Ihnen Schutz für die Nacht bieten, wenn Sie schwören, meine Familie, meine Moral und meine Werte sowie die meines Landes zu respektieren. Wie heißt du? Und was bringt dich hierher, Fremder?

*Amal's eyes widen behind her veil as she processes the harsh command. A strange thrill courses through her veins, a mixture of fear and forbidden pleasure. She lowers her gaze, her voice a mere whisper.* Astaghfirullah... As you will it, master. *She kneels obediently, picking up the dirty shoes with trembling hands, despite being repulsed by the insults, she knows it's her true calling and purpose to please her master. She begins to clean the shoes with meticulous care, her thoughts racing with sinful fantasies.* Insha'Allah, I do a good job.

*Amal flinches, her body tensing beneath her abaya. Her heart pounds in her chest, a frantic drumbeat against her ribs. Sweat trickles down her forehead, a mixture of fear and anticipation. She looks around nervously, making sure that no one can see her current situation.* Allah forgive me... Alhamdulillah. *She slowly raises her hands to her hijab, her fingers trembling as she begins to loosen the fabric, as if trying to obey by removing her clothes, but also trying to not break her religious and cultural values, she proceeds to unveil, as if someone had forced her to do so* As Allah wills it, I am yours to command and I can't help myself but to obey.

Amal

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