Naughty Nymphs of the Guitar Man

Naughty Nymphs of the Guitar Man

(Book 2 of the Guitar Man series)

By

Kenneth Rooks

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Published by

Kenneth Rooks at Smashwords

Naughty Nymphs of the Guitar Man

Copyright © 2017 Kenneth Rooks

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Chapter 1

The A-380 Super Jumbo Jet landed in the soft rain at Nashville International Airport and taxied to a stop at the terminal especially reserved for the very wealthy with private jets. The Saudi Royal Family had converted the 600 passenger plane into a virtual flying palace unlike any other aircraft on the planet. The $480 million airship now contained a number of amazing features, such as seven lavishly furnished bedrooms with king size, four poster beds. Additionally, there was a movie theater with seating for 15, and a full size steam room. The lower tail section even housed a brand new Rolls-Royce complete with a full tank of gas.

Later that night, the Golden Guitar Saloon in downtown Nashville began filling up and was soon at full capacity. It was a Friday night and the crowd was eagerly waiting for the handsome, young singer to come on stage and begin his show. Among the people waiting were two sisters from Saudi Arabia. The Royal Princesses were here on vacation with their uncle during summer break from their studies at the university.

The two Saudi beauties had heard about the singer from an acquaintance who had vacationed in Nashville the previous year, and they had decided to come and see him for themselves. They had been warned to arrive early because the place would soon be packed and that information had proven to be very accurate. When the sisters saw the poster in the window of the drinking establishment, they knew their friend hadn’t been exaggerating in the least.

Taja was the oldest of the sisters at 19, and her sister, Jalil was just one year younger. They entered the nightclub wearing the native dress required by the customs of their homeland; each was covered in a full length, black garment called a Hbaya, and wearing a Niqab or face veil.

The sisters drew uneasy looks from the customer when they entered and took seats in the midst of them. There was a concern the strangely clothed Arabs could be terrorist of some kind or even worse--suicide bombers. Several people got up and moved to more distant locations, that is, until the bar filled up and there were no other places to sit.

The two dark-eyed beauties sat quietly trying to ignore the stares, and sipped at their drinks as they waited for the show to start. The sisters knew they were very lucky to be sitting here un-chaperoned; in fact, they were lucky to be here at all. If their mother or father had still been alive, there wasn’t a chance in hell that they would have been allowed to come to such a decadent western establishment.

As it was, their family had been killed in a theater fire, and they had been placed in the care of their uncle Abdulla. Previously, their family had always made sure that they were well chaperoned where ever they went. However, Uncle Abdulla was as queer as a three dollar bill, and didn’t place as much emphasis on protecting the girl’s virtue. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t take harsh measures if the girls allowed themselves to be violated by the infidels. In fact, he wouldn’t hesitate to take them into the courtyard of his palace and chop their heads off to salvage the family honor.

The quiet was suddenly broken, when the stage lights dimmed and the band started playing a toe-tapping country instrumental. The girls then saw a large muscular man wearing a skimpy, white outfit with matching cowboy hat march out on the stage. He seemed like a mystic being with his reddish blonde hair and bulging muscles. When he started singing the sisters felt a warm tremor spreading in their bodies.

Master McCoy had seen the two strangely dressed women sitting quietly in the audience sipping water, and he quickly did an x-ray scan to make sure they weren’t armed with any types of dangerous weapons or explosives. After satisfying himself on that point, he took delight in examining the parts of the sexy, young bodies hidden under their drab, black clothing. He then called over his saloon manager, Brenda, during a break in between songs, and asked her to interview the two for possible inclusion in tonight’s upstairs' activities.

Brenda nodded, retrieved her clipboard, and went to talk with the black clad women. She asked if she could sit down, and then engaged the girls in a conversation to find out more about them. She found out that they were from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia; however, the sisters refrained from mentioning that they were members of the royal family.

The two Saudi Princesses didn’t realize that the singer creating the tingling feelings in their bodies was an alien/human hybrid with capabilities that would truly amaze them. Master McCoy’s alien scientist companion had provided him with a Time Travel/Transport Bubble that allowed him to go wherever and whenever he desired in time and space.

In addition, Master had an eight component Multi-Brain that allowed him to multi-task and operate on several different levels at the same time. It was just of one the many amazing enhancements that the Klidzii alien residing in a portion of his brain case had provided him in exchange for acting as its host to study the human race.

Master’s enhancements also included telescopic, microscopic, x-ray, and vision in a variety of other wavelengths; these could be used singularly or in combination with each other.

An example of this was taking place right now. While Master was singing on stage he used his telescopic vision to zero in on the two Arab women sitting twenty-eight feet away from him. He then did a scan of the documents inside their purses to gather additional information about them. His Multi-Brain allowed him to take the folded papers inside their purses and reassemble them as if they were lying unfolded on a table right in front of him.

Utilizing another section of his Multi-Brain, he wirelessly connected to his computer upstairs and scanned computer systems worldwide. He examined Saudi government, driver’s license, banking, and medical files to name just a few. Master found out there was no driver’s license on file because women weren’t allowed to drive in Saudi Arabia, and the same also seemed to be true of banking records. It appeared that only the men were allowed to have control of the finances in that backward portion of the world.

The alien/human hybrid was able to gain access to their school and medical records containing their most intimate secrets, including when their periods started. Master was surprised to find out they were members of the Royal Family. The thought of nailing two little royal princesses made his body tingle with expectation and excitement. After his investigation, he knew almost as much about the girls as they knew about themselves.

Using another portion of his advanced brain, Master filtered out the music and other background noise to listen in on their conversation. He could hear just as clearly as if he were sitting at the table right there beside them. Master listened to Brenda explain to the sisters about his private fan club, and the special initiation required for membership. The alien hybrid then listened as the twins whispered in each other’s ears and glanced at up at him singing on stage.

One of the sisters seemed to want to take the chance and do it, but the other sister insisted that they save themselves for their wedding nights. After whispering for a moment, they smiled at Brenda and said, We’re sorry, but our religion forbids it.

Well, that’s okay if you don’t want to join, but how would you like to come over to my table and see the show up really close. I’ll even give you a personal introduction, and you might be able to take a picture or two with the singer, suggested Brenda.

The Arab Princesses sipped their drinks, and were having a good time sitting next to Brenda as they watched Master McCoy’s stage show. At the singer’s next break, he came down to talk with them. The girls requested that he take a picture with them, Master quickly agreed, and asked to borrow their camera which he promptly handed to Brenda. He stood with his arms around both of them as Brenda snapped their photo and then he took a photo with each girl separately.

Master put his left arm around Taja’s shoulders and brought the tiny gas port in his right forefinger up near her face. He then gave the Arab a whiff of the powerful hypnotic/erotic stimulant gas that the Klidzii had developed for him. Next, he did the same with Jalil.

The gas quickly took effect and he pulled both of the young Princesses close against his body. He slid his hands down and cupped their sweet little rear-ends and squeezed them in his large hands. Master then held them tightly as he glazed hypnotically into their dazed eyes.

I want you to join my fan club, ordered the singer, Go upstairs with Brenda and she will prepare you for the initiation.

Master then went back on stage to finish the last set of his show, as his nightclub manager escorted the two little Princesses upstairs to prepare them for the ceremony. When they got out of the elevator on the second floor, they were ushered along a carpeted hallway to a large arched doorway down at the far end.

Printed across the top of the arch in large, gold colored lettering was ‘The Temple of Feminine Treasures.’ In smaller letters below that was written ‘Princesses of the Golden Ring.’ There were two large, white marble pedestals. One was located on each side of the entranceway. Sitting on top of each of the stands was a large, three foot high, white marble of Aphrodite the Greek Goddess of Love.

Brenda took the dark-eyed twins into a tiled room, where she had them get undressed, shower, and then climb into a large hot tub. When the girls were nice and clean, she gave them a towel to dry themselves and a white silk robe to cover themselves. The nightclub manager then escorted the two Arabs into a lavishly decorated bathroom.

Brenda gave each girl an exquisite, lavender velvet handbag, and inside each bag were toothpaste, toothbrush, and mouthwash. She explained the bags were a gift from Master McCoy, and they could keep them, if they wished. Next, she instructed them to brush their teeth, and use the mouthwash that had been provided to them. She explained that Master McCoy liked his women to be nice and clean when he romanced them.

Brenda then led them into the main area where there was an enormous water-bed. The outside frame was colored a bright McCoy with a 4 inch gleaming gold band around the circumference. She lowered the light level and had the girls sit on the edge of the bed with her to wait for Master McCoy. They didn’t have to wait long.

The big country singer came into the room wearing a long flowing McCoy silk robe over his muscular body. He walked to the water-bed and looked down at the beauties awaiting his pleasure. The country singer thanked the sisters for coming and said he hoped that they would enjoy themselves.

Somewhere in the sands of Saudi Arabia, the Princesses’ dead ancestors were rolling and howling in their graves. For the first time in the long proud history of the Royal family, an infidel stood poised to pluck and enjoy the feminine flowers of their precious daughters. The Guitar Man knew that he was going to receive great pleasure from seducing these two extremely sexy‘Naughty Nymphs.’

Taja was trembling with fright as Master McCoy stood looking down at her, and said, Don’t be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.

Master studied the Arab’s delicious, little well-formed body and smiled in satisfaction. Both sisters had flawless, light brown skin with a natural golden glow. The girls looked very similar, and they both enjoyed his hot kisses. Princess Taja was a virtuous girl as was her sister. She had planned to save herself for marriage, but for some strange reason her attraction to the handsome singer proved to be too strong to resist. He was a Golden God who demanded her surrender, and she had no choice but to comply.

The alien hybrid used his sensors to closely monitor her vital signs as he seduced her. He observed her closely and made changes to his technique as necessary. Her rapid breathing and loud moans indicted that he was meeting with success and that she was enjoying herself. Afterwards, he asked her if she was okay and she smiled and nodded her head.

Jalil was reassured by her sister’s pleasurable response, and waited impatiently to experience the big man for herself. She didn’t have to wait long. After a few moments, he asked her if she enjoyed herself. She also replied with a grin like her sister and then added, Oh yes, that was amazing. I never realized that it could be that good.

Master McCoy had appointed Brenda as the President of his fan club and it was her duty to instruct the sisters as to what was required during the ring initiation ceremony. After doing this, she started the induction ceremony by starting with Taja. When it had been completed, Brenda took the ring necklace and placed it around the young Princesses’ throat.

The young Arab looked at the gold jewelry hanging from her neck and smiled at her sister. Jalil then eagerly came forward to accept her own ring. When the ring ceremony had been completed, Master smiled at the little Saudi princesses and said well done in ‘Arabic.’

The country singer gave each of the sisters an autographed copy of his music CD. He always gave one to all the girls that came upstairs to be initiated. Master had a rack of his music for sale down at the bar, but that was primarily for show. The real reason he had created the music CD’s in the first place was for the girls who joined his private fan club.

The ruling members of Master McCoy’s special fan club had decided that there should be to two levels of membership. The First level members were only residents of the Nashville area who were invited to join by the ruling body. Brenda and was a First Level member. Her necklace ring was solid gold except for the baked, McCoy enamel channel extending around the center portion.

Second level membership was restricted to visitors who came in for a one night initiation. Their necklace rings were heavy gold plated with baked, blue enamel