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Agape's command was steel wrapped in silk and the effect on the little blue eyed beauty shocked her from her stopper. He saw the look of betrayal in those stunning blue eyes; Abdulla held her sad eyes in his dark gaze as he enjoyed her humiliation. This pour little western infidel that thought she was better than he.

No.

The young beauty’s voice was clear and strong and yet her life force beat wildly at the hollow of her neck where it met her shoulder there was not accusation or condemnation in her voice, just a soft denial of his command. Talia Carlton’s back seemed to stiffen and her soft azure blue eyes took on a harder more determine look.

You are a pig and the son of a pig………….You are a man without honor.”

There was bitterness in her soft angelic voice.

”I could have loved you as no other and this is how you treat me."

Though Talia’s voice held that note of bitterness her soft blue showed the sorrow and betrayal that tore at her young soul. In many ways Agape knew Talia Carlton luscious young body’s cravings and the strength of her darkest passions. He also knew that there was a deep need for her to submit, a need that he was quite sure this stunning young creature was not even aware of.

“Miss Carlton I am sure that your Japanese Masters’ taught you that there was a price to be paid for disobedience.”

Agape’s voice was soft deep and rich as he spoke to the hapless young beauty. Her little flare of temper had started the men who vied to possess her, to bend her to their will, renew their interest in her as the price they were willing to pay rose ever higher. Some men had lost interests other’s interest was piqued for the fiery little redheaded western beauty.

With a nod Agape set his Lascar into action, this was not the first fiery, and spirited young beauty that they had brought to the auction block. Talia Carlton’s wrist were now held tightly by one of the Lascars as the other forced the young beauty over the knee of the Lascar in front of her. The other Lascar’s took up a paddle,

WHACK

The force of the paddle set Talia firm little ass jiggling and left and angry welt across her creamy ivory buttock,

WHACK, WHACK, WHACK

Agape knew that the paddle hot caress set Talia Carlton’s ass on fire, a fire that would course through every fiber of the young innocent’s gorgeous, supple body. Then the Lascar’s fingers were caressing, teasing, the hapless young beauty aroused pussy. His callused finger tip rolled and pinched Talia’s pierced clit. Abdulla waited until the dark musky fragrance of her arousal filled his nostrils. He held up his hand to stay the Lascar that was tormenting her.

“Cum for us Miss Carlton!”

Once more his dark sensual voice wrapped around Talia’s body and young mind. The command she had heard so many times before one that called to her darkest passions and cravings.
 
Talia glared defiance at Agape. She knew there would be a punishment and she knew it would be humiliating along with being painful, but she could not bring herself to acquiesce to his command, nor to beg for leniency. She would not give him the satisfaction. She was sure she had experienced much worse in Japan.

Agape's Lascars pulled her into position, bent over the knee of one, arms pulled out before her. She clamped her mouth shut so she would not cry out, but tears sprung to her eyes. This could not have been the first time the paddle-wielding had doled out such punishment. He was quick and efficient delivering the most pain with the least chance of making any permanent marks, though she expected she would be unable to sit comfortably for some time.

But then the humiliation came. The Lascar fondled her intimately. She again struggled to not make a sound. The crowd of men had gone silent hanging on every crack of the paddle, waiting to see what would happen next.

Talia gasped and panted refusing to moan, but her body wriggled, her bottom pushed back against the fingers invading her most private place.

“Cum for us, Miss Carlton!”

Talia's body went rigid and then a spasm went through her as a cry broke from her lips. She was helpless to hold back. She shuddered again and once last time before going limp. A sheen of sweat covered her body. She panted to catch her breath.

As if a spell had been broken, the bidding started again with men shouting to be heard. The beautiful, seeming innocent, infidel who would come on command ... every man there wished to possess her.

The Lascar holding her hands yanked her to her feet and had her turn this way and that so everyone could see her rosy bottom, the curve of her hips, and her hard nipples. the pupils in her bright blue eyes were large after her orgasm.

She looked out at the men bidding on her with unseeing eyes as she slipped back into despair.
 
Ahmad remained cloaked in the cool shadows of the little square pondering what had moved his Master to send him on this very personal mission. Pasha Kartal Avci had sent him to see what Agape was offering at the private sale, his note had said that he was offering something very rare and beautiful. Ahmad’s eyes were drawn to the little dais as a young western beauty with fiery red hair was led out. Agape announced,

“ This is Miss Talia Carlton, what am I bid for this gorgeous young beauty.”

She was breath taking, this Miss Carlton, her hair like a tawny gold, fire, her complexion, like fine ivory, and a figure that would drive a man crazy with desire to possess her. Ahmad remained shadowed in his secluded corner as Agape taunted the young western beauty.

“Shall we give them a little peek of that gorgeous young body of yours Miss Carlton?...... Come, come Miss Carlton this is not the first time you have been required to bear yourself to a group of men………. I am sure your Japanese masters have required much more of you………After all I have seen you naked and know what a talented little thing you can be Miss Carlton………Remove your dress Miss Carlton, or do you need the help of Your Escort.”

Ahmad watched, after a moment of hesitation, and some assistance from one of her Lascar keepers, the young blue eyed western beauty did as Agape had commanded. Every eye was on the stunning young creature as she bearded her naked perfection to the men who vied to possess her. Such a timid little thing, he almost dismissed her as not suitable for Pasha Avci. But when she clearly said NO to Agape command to masturbate, so the bidders could see how easily the young western beauty succumbed to pleasure, even at her own hands. For a slave to show signs of rebellion was not unusual, but her reaction, to her punishment, did peek his interested in Miss Carlton, at the first sweet hint of the blue eyed western beauty’s Arousal. The afternoon breeze brought that seductive hint of Talia’s musky fragrance of arousal to him Ahmad smiled, so pain aroused Miss Carlton and that would be something that Pasha Avci would find very desirable. Then Agape simply commanded the chastised beauty to,

“Cum for us, Miss Carlton!”

The stunning young creature’s traitorous young body betrayed her most shamefully as she came at Agape’s command. A fine sheen of sweat covered her gorgeous body, giving Talia a sensual glow. She panted as she desperately struggled to catch her breath. Her Lascar keepers yanked Talia up by her fiery red hair to stand meekly before these men. They had the hapless young beauty turn this way and that so the bidders could see the seductive rosy glow on her firm abused bottom, the sensual curve of her hips, her hard nipples, and just how aroused she had become by her punishment. Talia Carlton stood there with her eyes demurely downcast as Agape once more pressed the obsidian dildo into her dainty hand.

“You know what is required of you Miss Carlton…………”

He paused for less than a heart beat before continuing,

“……….I shall not be so leant with you Miss Carlton if you defy me again.”

Ahmad watched with peeked interest to see if this stunning blue eyed beauty would bend to Agape’s will or rebel once more. No matter which road she chose Ahmad knew he would purchase Miss Carlton for his Turkish Master Pasha Avci.
 
Talia looked at Agape then out at the men crowding around the dais. Defiance shown in her eyes. Agape had proven to her that rather than accept her affection, that might have turned into love, he was more interested in money.

"Is this an auction or a bawdy show? Would you have me entertain these men," She took the dildo from his and caressed it. "Who have paid nothing for my performance? Some things are best left for my new master to discover and are for him alone. Why should I do this here on the street for all and sundry? If any here would like to see what I can do with this, they can try and buy me." She held the dildo so it nestled between her breasts, the contrast between the shining obsidian and her rosy skin riveted everyone's attention. "I will do nothing more here. You are not my master." She tilted her chin up in defiance.
 
Ahmad watched with peeked interest as this stunning young western beauty held her head high and decaled in a firm voice,

"Is this an auction or a bawdy show?

The young beauty glared at Agape. That steady gaze of the blue eyed beauty was not so much a gaze of defiance but of determination. Ahmad also something else in the clear depths of her stunning azure blue eyes, Betrayal . But not just simple betrayal, but the betrayal of someone she trusted, perhaps she saw as a lover.

"Who have paid nothing for my performance? Some things are best left for my new master to discover and are for him alone. Why should I do this here on the street for all and sundry? If any here would like to see what I can do with this, they can try and buy me."

Ahmad was not the only bidder that hid in the shadows, on the edge of the bidders, of those that hoped to purchase this tawny copper haired beauty. A veiled woman whispered to the man beside her.

Bid on her Mustafa that girl will make me a fortune on her back, with those long legs of hers spread.

Ahmad recognized the voice of the most infamous Madame in Bagdad, a Greek woman, a non believer. The woman interest was peeked as Talia Carlton nestled that obsidian dildo between her firm young breasts as she teased not only herself but those that watched her as Talia defied Agape and declared defiantly now,

"I will do nothing more here. You are not my master."

Talia Carton held her head high, her bearing now defiant, but Ahmad saw something else pride.

Several more bidders dropped out of the bidding war. Yet the Madame of the brothel then upped the bid for Talia Carlton to 500 pieces of silver. It was at that moment that Ahmad decided that she would not have the blue eyed western beauty. It was his turn to up the bid, 500 hundred pieces of gold. A startled gasp, of unbelieving murmuring spread through the crowd. The brothel's Madame was furious as she turned cold eyes on Ahmad and spit at his feet, before turning and storming away.

The clarion call of the auctioneer rang out,

500 hundred pieces of gold going once…………

500 hundred pieces of gold going twice…………


Agape’s paused, waiting to see if there was an advance on the bid.

SOLD..........for 500 hundred pieces of gold.

Abdulla’s gavel came down, like the hammer of doom

Ahmad draped a cape over Talia’s shoulders, then fastened a slave collar around Talia’s slender neck. He did not veil her but simply attached a leash to Miss Carlton’s collar and led her through the streets to the place of Pasha Kartal Avci. Ahmad led the blue eyed concubine before her new Master.

“Remove the cape my dear!”

Pasha Kartal Avci was reclining on his couch as Ahmad whispered in his ear the girl’s name.

“Remove your cape Miss Carlton and show me what my gold has purchased.”
 
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Talia flinched as the gavel came down behind her. Her new master stepped forward out of the shadows. He seemed a bit younger than Agape, his skin was paler, more like coffee with cream. But she could read nothing in his eyes to let her know what her fate might be now.

She stood naked but for her stockings and shoes while he placed a cape on her. It was the same white cloth that so many she had seen in the streets wore. She pulled it tight around her. She thought it was a piece of jewelry that he placed around her neck. It looked like silver and weighed heavy on her. But she realized it was a slave collar when he hooked a leash to it. As if she were a horse on a lead, or a prized hound. So. This was how it was to be. She was a slave yet again.

The walk was long. Everyone they passed looked at the flame-haired girl clutching the cape about her being led on a leash. But no one made a move to stop them or to see what this was about. Talia shouldn't have been surprised. This was a city where they sold slaves in street auctions. She would get no help from anyone. Unless she could appeal to her new master.

She tried to engage her new master, "What should I call you, sir, now that you have bought me. It is important that you know that I am an American citizen and was kidnapped in Japan. That dog, Agape, was supposed to have rescued me and was to return me to my friends aboard the military airship Sagamore. I sent a wire to them. They know where I am. If you let me contact them again, they will pay a ransom for me. You would be hailed a hero and friend to the United States."

They walked through side streets near the market and into more residential areas and finally to what she could only think of as a small palace.

They entered the cool interior of the palace, through a large entryway and receiving room down another hallway and into a tiled room with a fountain in the center.

A man reclined on a couch eating a piece of fruit. “Remove your cape, Miss Carlton, and show me what my gold has purchased.”

This was her new master. There was nothing she could do right now but comply. She unclasped the cape and let it fall to the floor to puddle at her feet. Her skin had a healthy glow from her long walk to the palace, her nipples her hard from the chafing of the fabric against them. She still wore Agape's stars. She did nothing to hide her nakedness. It would be useless to show feigned modesty after what she had been through. Her tattoo, even if the inscription wasn't understood at least showed that someone had taken the time to mark her. If her new master inspected her more intimately, her piercing would be discovered.

She glanced at the fruit. It had been some time since she had anything to eat or drink and she was not accustomed ot the heat.
 
“ Remove the cape my dear…………Remove the cape Miss Carlton and show me what my gold has purchased.”

Those he spoke in Farsi there could be no doubt of what he wanted from Talia. The stunning young beauty unclasped the cape and let it cascade down her gorgeous supple body to pool around her trim little ankles, to stand before her New Master in all her naked glory.

Pasha Kartal Avci watched the tawny copper haired beauty, let the cape slip from her youthful body, to stand before him, her head held high. Her skin was like ivory, her figure enchanting, and he could see that Ahmad had already fitted her with one of his slave collars. He idly wondered if this stunning young beauty was Caspian or perhaps Dalmatian. Once more Ahmad bent to whisper in his master’s ear.

“ She is an American, from the new world, Illustrious One and Agape assures me that no one knows of her presence here in Bagdad. That no one will be looking for her, or notice her disappearance.”

Ahmad then went on to explain that Miss Talia Carlton had been taken and trained in JAPAN, that she had, had two Master’s and each had left their mark on her. Ahmad then explained the significances of the Tattoo that was nestled in the soft hallow where the young beauty’s hip and thigh met.

“So you were a virgin when your first MASTER took you by right of conquest Miss Carlton.”

Avci had chosen his words carefully, though his manner was casually, his voice deceptively sweet. He wanted to know just how proud, how fierce, Miss Talia Carlton spirit was.

“ I understand that your second Master gave you a most sensual gift Miss Carlton. Come here my child.”

Would the girl rebel or would she show discretion and bend to his will.

Before Talia could answer him Avci clapped his hand as another of his slaves came before him, the man bowed, prostrating himself before his master. Kartal gave the man a sharp command in Farsi. The slave backed up still prostrated before Avci. Then her rose to do his master’s bidding. Kartal once more turned his attention to the blue eyed beauty, he crooked his finger beckoning her closer.

“Show me his gift my child. No need for you to be shy Miss Carlton, for I shall get to know every inch of your magnificent young body.”

As he waited for the young redheaded beauty to obey his command, a smile bowed his lips, as he saw his slave return with the object that he was sent to fetch. The slave laid the object at the feet of his master and Talia was faced with an obsidian dildo, of the darkest ebony, that she had ever seen.

She might wonder who this bronze man was, how he knew so much about her, and her little act of defiance at the slave auction. The last at least she knew Ahmad must of told him about that. He was a man in his fifties, perhaps older or younger, to a degree, he was ageless. His eyes were as black as coal as was his hair. Avci was impeccably groomed and relaxed, the Master of all he surveyed.
 
“So, you were a virgin when your first MASTER took you by right of conquest, Miss Carlton.”

Talia lifted her chin and squared her shoulders. "It was not a conquest. One of my countrymen betrayed me and sold me to a high-ranking Japanese naval officer, who in turn gave me to his superior. I was rescued and then betrayed by my rescuer who sold me in the marketplace here. You should return me to the American embassy with all haste and you will be heralded as a hero. Delay, and you will have the wrath of the United States upon you." She had little hope that her wire had actually been sent, but surely The Sagamore knew where Agape's ship had docked and could trace her at least to Baghdad.

“I understand that your second Master gave you a most sensual gift, Miss Carlton. Come here, my child.”

Her new master seemed kindly. Perhaps she would be able to convince him to do the right thing. She went toward him meekly after her verbal rebellion earlier. But she discovered he was like her other masters, desirous only of the physical pleasures she could provide him. But she could still hope that he would rather seen her returned safely home than kept for his amusement. Surely he had his choice of women with all of his riches. She found it unbelievable that she could be such a rare thing to him.

“Show me his gift my child. No need for you to be shy, Miss Carlton, for I shall get to know every inch of your magnificent young body.”

Talia felt the color rise to her cheeks. Her new master seemed kind, but his eyes were hard. She saw the way his servant (another slave?) prostrated himself before the master. Is that how everyone bowed to him? Was she expected to do that? The man who purchased her had told her nothing of how to act. What to say. What to call her new master.

"I do not even know your name ... Master, and you ask to see such a private thing. Here? Not even in the privacy of your bedchamber?" She paused. "But if you must ..."

She stepped even closer and parted her nether lips so that her new master could see the gleaming gold circle nestled there.

Then the servant returned with not the dildo that had been given to her at the auction, but a different one. A larger one. She anticipated what her master's next command would be.
 
Avci savored the effect as Talia lifted her chin and squared her shoulders. The way her innocent little gesture lifted her firm young breasts to perfection, as if she were offering them to him for his pleasure. He loved the azure blue fire that he saw in her stunningly beautiful eyes, as she lifted her chin and declared,

”It was not conquest!”

What fire, what spirit, Pasha Kartal Avci thought as this striped of a girl decaled how she was betrayed first by one of her own countrymen, that Avci presumed had sold her into sexual bondage. His face grew a bit sterner as Talia told him about her captivity in Japan and her apparent Rescue, that had only result in betrayal once more, and to her recent public sale. A smiled bowed his lips as this Miss Carlton declared if he set her free that her country would surely offer a reward for her safe return. How a adorably innocent this young creature was, for Kartal Avci had no desire for either their money or their gratitude, when this stunning young beauty would provide him with years of amusement and entertainment, as he bent her proud young spirit to his will.

His voice had been soft almost kindly, like a beloved father as he called her My Child even as he was commanding her to come closer and show him the gift that her second master had given her. The delightful shade of crimson that kissed the young blue eyed beauty’s cheeks as he casual told her not to be shy, for he would get to know every inch of her magnificent young body. Then as if in an effort to avoid the inevitable Talia asked in that soft angelic voice,

"I do not even know your name ... Master, and you ask to see such a private thing. Here? Not even in the privacy of your bedchamber?"

He was impressed by this young beauty’s quick and agile mind before she demurely submitted to his will.

"But if you must ..."

Kartal watched as his newest acquisition stepped closer parting her soft coral pink labia so that he could see the gleaming gold circle that bared her clit to continual stimulation for her owner’s pleasure, for Pasha Kartal Avci truly did own her body and soul and he looked forward to making this unquestionably clear to this stunning young beauty .

A look of displeasure marred his face as the servant returned, once more prostrating himself before his Pasha and Master, and young Miss Carlton was faced with an obsidian dildo, of the darkest ebony the young beauty had ever seen. Avci could see in those stunning blue eyes that this quick witted young beauty had anticipated what was to come next, so why disappoint her and confirm her fears?

“Pick it up Miss Carlton………”

There was no mistaking that this was a command to be obeyed no master how softly it had been spoken.

“……..amuse me My Child as you pleasure yourself for I wish to see how you surrender to pleasure.”
 
Talia still did not know her new master's name. Perhaps she never would. He seemed to be satisfied with her calling him Master.

She saw his look of displeasure when his servant returned. She couldn't fathom why since the servant had only done as bidden. But it had interrupted her master's closer inspection of her body.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the dildo. It was larger than the one Agape had given her. Although she had to admit it was a thing of obscene beauty carved in minute and accurate detail.

She looked from her master to the prostrate servant to the man who had brought her here. She could not believe that her master would have her pleasure herself in front these other men. Perhaps it amused him to have her debase herself in front of an audience. She ahd no idea what punishment might be in store for her should she refuse. She decided it was better to submit until she had a better idea of what her new master was like. If he was as kindly as he seemed, perhaps she would have more freedom and eventually be able to make an escape.

She picked up the dildo then made herself comfortable on a large pillow near where her master sat. She licked and sucked the dildo knowing it would arouse the men, but more so that it would be easier for her to insert it.

She leaned back and teased her clit. She closed her eyes so she could relax and not think about the men watching her. It wasn't very long before her breathing changed and she felt herself getting wet. She licked the dildo again and worked the head inside of her. She gasped a little and spread her lips as she worked the dildo in farther and pumped it in and out. She spread her legs wider. Stroking her clit, she became more and more aroused. She got the dildo halfway in and moved it faster and faster. She rocked her hips and moaned loudly. She pinched her nipple and moved the dildo faster. Her breathing turned to panting as she approached her climax. She arched her back, her body tensed, her toes curled, she let out a little cry as her hips rotated on the dildo.

Finally she relaxed and the dildo slid out of her.
 
Pasha Avci was eager to see if all that Ahmad had told him about this gorgeous young creature was true, her fiery spirit and yet her submissive nature that seemed to be in conflict with each other. As pasha and Turkish Governor of the rebellious Arabic tribal region he knew that obedience was a learned trait, and just how ell had this Miss Carlton learned her lessons beneath her Japanese Masters? He watched the young beauties every reaction as the servant returned with the eloquently and obscenely crafted obsidian dildo. He knew that it would take all this blue eyed beauty’s efforts to do as he had commanded her. He could see the disbelief in Talia’s stunning azure blue eyes as she realized he intended to have her debase herself in public for his amusement. He knew that she must be thinking of what punishment might be in store for her should she refuse. Kartal was pleased as his little beauty picked up the dildo.

Pasha Kartal Avci was not disappointed with young Miss Talia Carlton performance, the sensually seductive way that she licked and sucked the dildo, as if she were making love to her Master with her sweet mouth. The natural fluid motions of the girl’s lithe young body as she leaned back giving her new Master a delightful view of her sweet pussy as Talia teased her clit. The sensual little gasp from the girl’s “O”ed lips, the way her soft blue eyes fluttered closed as she worked the dildo into her chaste young body the way the soft pink lips of her labia spread as she pumped the dildo into her pussy and the mark contrast between her soft ivory skin and its shimmering ebony length. Talia could only get the dildo halfway into her pussy and yet she moved it faster and faster. Her hips rocking to meet each trust as her little mewing, sighs, and gasps became seductive moans of her growing arousal. Her delicate fingers plucked, pinched, and tugged at her nipple as she pumped the dildo faster and faster, her arousal building to a blinding crescendo. Kartal watched as the young beauty’s back arched, her body tensed, her toes curled, she let out a little cry as her hips rotated on the dildo, and then she came hard for his pleasure. He smiled at Talia’s remarkable performance, the way her gorgeous young body lay prostrate at his feet shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat, and the girl panting to catch her breath.

“Who told you to stop My Sweet Child. you must take all of your obsidian lover into you chaste young body.”

Avci voice as always was soft and sweet as honey yet there was no mistaking the under lying note of command to it. He waited till Talia Carlton’s hand just began to move the dildo sliding into her stretched pussy when he whispered,

“Cum for me Miss Carlton.”

Kartal smiled because all that Ahmad had told him was true.
Pasha Kartal Avci toyed with his little blue eyed beauty over the next several hours as he had her work the obscene dildo all the way into her abused little pussy, he seemed to take particular delight in commanding her to Cum for him. When he tired of that little game he started to command the hapless young beauty not to cum without permission. Even Togo had not kept her begging to cum as did Kartal. He seemed to revel in the control he had over Talia’s gorgeous supple young body. He smiled for next it would be her agile young mind and will. He would build his control over this stunning young creature till she danced to his slights and darkest whim.

“Now for my little gift for you Miss Carlton.”

Avci turned to Ahmad and gave a simple series of commands.

“Bring her to my playroom Ahmad and prepare her for my little gift.”

Ahmad bowed and helped Talia to her feet. He swept the exhausted beauty into his arms and carried her to Kartal’s playroom where Talia once more found herself on the rack, her body stretched as tight as a bowstring, awaiting her new Master’s pleasure and his Little Gift for her.
 
Talia was exhausted by the time Ahmed carried her to her master's "playroom." She had finally learned the servant's name when her Master called to him.

She had spent what must have been hours masturbating with her hands and with the obsidian dildo. Her master toyed with her, first making her come at his command, and then when he tired of it, making her beg for release. He allowed her to pause and rest from time to time giving her fruit from his own hand and a strong, sweet iced tea with sprigs of spearmint and peppermint.

He grew restless finally. Talia thought she would finally be taken to her room. Instead, Ahmad scooped her up as if she weighed nothing and brought her to the "playroom."

When she saw it she gasped in fear. Even Togo's devices could not match what the room contained. Some she recognized, but others she could only conjecture as to how they worked and what pain they could inflict. Some devices were clearly sexual, while others seemed to be for pain only.

She struggled feebly while Ahmad shackled her to the rack. "Please. What have I done wrong? You must tell me so that I do not do whatever it was again. Why am I to be punished?"

Ahmad didn't answer. He cranked the rack until Talia was stretched to the point of pain, then cranked it one more notch. Talia cried out. She knew the rack could pull her arms out of their sockets. Ahmad laughed but eased the crank. "I had to see how much you could take." He let his hand trail down her arm from shackled wrist to armpit then over her breast and down the flat plane of her stomach. Talia twitched and jerked not sure what he might do.

Ahmad chuckled again and cupped her sex letting his finger slide in. "Still wet. Or wet again? Either way, the Pasha will be pleased."

Pasha. At least now she knew her master's title, but still not his name. And after seeing all of the things in the room there were any number of things that might be considered a "gift." Would he brand her? Add another tattoo? Pierce her? She had seen women in the market place with pierced ears and noses, even lips and eyebrows.

Tears slid down the side of her face as she waited naked, vulnerable, and in pain to find out just what her new master had planned for her.
 
Ahmad loved the little gasp of fear that bubbled from Talia moist ripe lips as the young tawny copper haired beauty beheld the Master’s playroom. It was apparent to him that this young beauty was no stranger to such a place. The fear in the girl’s eyes thrilled him and at the same time he felt sorry at what she would endure at the hands of Pasha Avci. Ahmad pushed those conflicting feelings aside as he positioned the naked young beauty on the rack.

"Please. What have I done wrong? You must tell me so that I do not do whatever it was again. Why am I to be punished?"

As usual her soft heartfelt plea was met with stony silence.

Once more Talia Carlton felt the leather of the restraints encircle her wrist, her long sculptured legs drawn apart till her delicate pussy blossomed and Togo’s golden gift glittered in plain view. Then again the slow click, click, click of the rack whispered to Talia as her supple young body was stretched as tight as a bow string, yet this man did not stop as Talia heard click and the cry of her pain echoed in the playroom.

"I had to see how much you could take."

His voice was soft, almost as soft as his hands, as they trailed down over the girl’s gorgeous young body. The eunuch let his hands explore the trapped young beauty’s breasts, down across Talia’s quivering abdomen, to then cup the bound beauty’s pussy as his finger pushed boldly into Talia’s chaste young body.

"Still wet. Or wet again? Either way, the Pasha will be pleased."

Ahmad thumb wiped away a tear that stained the hapless young beauty’s flawless cheek. He then bent, his tongue snaked out, and an Ahmad licked away those tears as he breathed,

”So sweet Miss Carlton.”

The sound of boots on the stone floor announced the arrival of Pasha Avci as he entered his playroom. He came into the island of the girl’s view. He took his time to survey every detailed of how his latest acquisition was bound and presented for his pleasure.

“You have done well Ahmad.”

Kartal circled Talia, his hands and fingers trailing over her pale creamy ivory skin. They explored her most intimately as he gagged just how responsive Talia’s gorgeous young body was.

“She will mark quite beautifully Ahmad.”

Again his voice was as sweet as honey caressing her senses so seductively.


“Ahmad Place a pillow beneath the small of her back.”

The eunuch did as commanded the act did two things, first it sent searing pain racing along ever fiber of Talia’s bound body. The second effect was it tilted her hips up and left both her sweet succulent pussy and puckered anus open to her new master’s pleasure.

“The steam powered “U” I think Ahmad.”

”As you command Pasha Avci”.

The snapping of steam lines tore at Talia Carlton sense. The warm press of a mechanical lover to her wide spread pussy.

“Shall we commence Miss Carlton’s first lesson in submission?”

”As my Paha desires.”

Came Ahmad’s subservient reply. The hiss of steam heralded Talia’s impalement as the device pushed into the bound young beauty’s pussy. Another hiss of steam and Talia’s unfeeling lover eased from her pussy while at the same time the other head of the “U” shaped device pushed relentlessly into the girl’s tight little ass as Kartal watched intently Talia’s reactions.

” Faster Ahmad.”

Another hiss of steam and Talia Carlton’s double implement became more demanding of the girl’s supple young body.
 
“She will mark quite beautifully Ahmad.”

Talia's blue eyes went wide. Just what sort of mark was her new master planning? She remembered how Choko enjoyed using the cane to write her chop in welts on Talia's buttocks and thighs. Is that the sort of marking he meant?

"Master," She pleaded. "Tell me what I have done to deserve punishment so I may avoid it in future."

But both Ahmad and the Pasha ignored her.

She screamed again when the pillow bowed her body further. She could not see nor imagine what the "U" was that the Pasha spoke of. She expected they spoke English for the sole purpose of increasing her fear at the anticipation of what they had planned for her.

Talia tensed and cried out when the cold, wet, metallic implement pressed against her sex. She knew it would be easier if she relaxed, but stretched as she was on the rack, it was nearly impossible.

A machine off to her left hissed. With each hiss one end of the U or the other would intrude either into her sex or anus. She couldn't even struggle. She gasped and cried out. The device pumped in and out of her holes alternatively, vibrating as it did.

"Please. Loosen me." She pleaded between cries and sobs. The combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming. She begged for release from both. Tears streaked down the sides of her face. The pain made her cry, but she felt shamed because the device aroused her. She thought if she was in less pain, her screams would be of total pleasure.
 
Ahmad had seen how this gorgeous tawny copper redhead had responded not only pleasure at her sale but how she also embraced the pain that she had been subjected to. The eunuch had shared that knowledge with his Pasha. Kartal smiled as he heard what Ahmad had to say, and now Talia Carlton was paying the price for that shared knowledge. Kartal loved the way her supple young body strained against her bounds as Talia begged and sobbed,

"Master,"

The little blue eyed concubine gasped.

”Tell me what I have done to deserve punishment, so I may avoid it in future."

Such a truly innocent little thing this Miss Carlton was to think her suffering was a punishment, rather than simply a pleasure that he enjoyed. It pleased Avci to watch Talia’s double impalement as each trust drove those devilish head deeper and deeper into Talia’s defiled pussy and buttock.

"Please. Loosen me."

The hapless little redhead sobbed as her tears flowed freely and sensually trickled down her cheeks. There was nothing the young beauty could do to save herself she was totally at her Master’s mercy.

Talia Carlton’s supple young body was stretched as never before, even Lord Heihachirō had never stretched her so. Talia. head lulled from side to side, the tip of her little pink tongue slid across the sensual bow of her lips as she tried to moisten them and her gorgeous young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat from the torment that she was enduring. It was then that Ahmad leaned close to his Master’s ear and whispered something and an evil smiled bowed Pasha Kartal Avic thin lips.

“Cum for me Miss Carlton!”

The Pasha’s honey sweet voice commanded his new little concubine was breathed more that spoken. That command was so engrained in the young western beauty by lord Heihachirō, she had little choice but to obey as she succumbed to the unbelievable pain and unimagined pleasure that now racked her bound lithe young body.

“You did nothing to displease me Miss Carlton, this was not a punishment of you, but a pleasure for me!”

Kartal smiled down into Talia, smoldering , tear shimmering eyes.

“Your suffering my proud western beauty brings me pleasure.”

As he spoke he laid out two diamond studs on Talia’s quivering abdomen.

“Now for my little gift for you Miss Carlton!”

There was an evil quality to that honey sweet voice as he picked up one of the diamond studs. Avci placed the serpent sharp point at the base of Talia Carlton’s peaked and aroused nipple and pushed to point home before capping the end. He let his hand trail down from the girl’s pierced nipple.

Kartal held up the other diamond stud before Talia tear shimmering eyes.

“Now for my other little gift for you Miss Carlton.”

Pashas Kartal Avci slowly brought the vicious little stud to the base of the bound girl’s neglected nipple.

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Sergeant Major Peter O’Halerin was concerned that he had not heard from Abdulla Agape and he feared that the man had indeed rescued Miss Carlton from her enslavement in Japan but had not returned with her as he had been paid for. O’Halerin brought his concerns to his commanding officer Jonas Pincheon.

“ That is a rather tall tale Sergeant Major. Face it our ambitious Miss Carlton decided to cover the war with the Japanese rather than staying on the Sagamore. She is a big girl and can take care of herself.”

Pincheon still smarted from Talia rejection of him. Sergeant Major Peter O’Halerin on the other hand knew just what a little innocent Talia was and decided to trace the movements of Agape’s Golden Hind . He knew it would not be easy and would take time to trace the movements of the smuggler.
 
Talia had no choice but to come when commanded. Her training had been too thorough and coupled with pain so that her body responded even as her mind rebelled.

Talia sobbed from the pain and the shame that her body betrayed her. That while she did not require this intense pain to experience pleasure, she did indeed need some. As Agape had discovered.

She sobbed because her new master was like Heihachirō, taking pleasure from the pain of others. It would not matter how well she served her new master. Pain would be inevitable.

She could not tell what exactly the Pasha placed on her stomach, but they were lightweight. A gift, he called it. She closed her eyes. Better not to anticipate. Perhaps he simply relished her fear. But anticipate she did. She imagined this might be another intimate piercing. What else could it be?

She screamed when he pierced her nipple. The pain was greater than when Heihachirō had pierced her clitoral hood. That skin had been thin and easily pierced. She panted to catch her breath. She dared not hope that only one nipple would be pierced.

The Pasha held up the other jeweled bar for her to see. The diamond, and it seemed to be one, was large and worth more money than Talia could imagine, and she would be wearing two of them.

The pulse in her neck fluttered in anticipation of the pain of the second piercing. She cried out a second time and sobbed. The sharp pain in her nipples allowed her to forget the pain in her joints from the rack for a moment.
 
Such sweet terror shown in those tear shimmering azure blue eyes. Every sensual detail of the young redhead’s body bathed in a fine sheen of sweat and seemed to glow so seductively. Such a stunning young creature, this western beauty was. Avci savored Talia Carlton’s scream of agony as he slowly pierced her sweet pale pink, rosebud nipple. He was delighted with the fear he saw in those stunningly expressive blue eyes, as he turned the second diamond stud in his fingers before her wide eyes. Avci porously waited for the pain that laced through Talia’s wounded nipple to subside before he brought the other stud to the base of the girl’s neglected nipple. Again Talia Carlton’s scream of agony echoed throughout Avci’s playroom. The pain was unimaginable, far worse than anything that the little blue eyed concubine had suffered at the hands of her Japanese Masters. Talia Carlton’s gorgeous supple young body arched off the rack, and strained against her bounds. She bucked and thrashed against the pain that laced through every fiber of her abused young body.

Avci was delighted with the girl’s seductive little performance as he softly whisper the command, that she seemed to be incapable of disobeying, as he sensually whispered,

“Come for me Miss Carlton!”

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When the tormented young tawny copper haired beauty finally eyes fluttered close was blessed with that dark sweet oblivion. That blessed state of unconsciousness freed Talia momentarily from the agony that her young life had become. When her soft blue eyes fluttered open once more, she found that she was no longer in Pasha Avci’s playroom, but laying on a sea of soft silken pillows.

Fatima looked down on the unconscious young western beauty, she was gorgeous, and her creamy ivory skin was flawless. A twin rush of both desire, and jealousy, coursed through the bronze beauty. She had worked too hard to become the First Concubine, to be the one that chose who and when a girl would be sent to the Master for his pleasure. This pale young beauty could become a threat to her.

“I am Fatima the Mistress of the Harem and you my dear are here to please master Pasha Avci with your gorgeous young body girl, and I shall sample your sweet charms as well.”

There was a dark, cold, lust, in Fatima’s eyes as she gazed down on Talia Carlton.

“ I see Master has given you a little gift………”

There was no mistaking the fact that Talia’s pale pink nipples had just been pierced, a single drop of ruby red blood marred the soft creamy ivory skin of the little blue eyed concubine’s breasts. Fatima clapped her hands.

“……….tend to the girl I am sure the Master will soon desire her to entertain him again.”

It seemed that Talia’s fate rested greatly with this bronze goddess good will. The girls that came to hapless young beauty treated her wounded and abused nipples with a tincture made from the juice of the poppy.

Fatima watched as Talia Carlton’s wide blue eyes once more fluttered close. Fatima caressed the girl’s cheek with the back of her hand, as she whispered to the unconscious girl,

“I shall enjoy making you my little slut.”
 
The pasha's command cut through the pain and Talia felt the wave of arousal overtake her. Her body shuddered in ecstasy while her mind rebelled. She was no more than a trained dog to obey at a word. She despised what had been done to her and the men who did it.

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Talia woke on the softest bed she had ever slept in. Looking down at her was the most beutiful exotic beauty she had ever seen. Choko and Ayemeko were flawless dolls, but this woman, with her raven hair, black eyes, and tawny skin was sensuality incarnate. She was a goddess. And she looked at Talia with unconcealed lust.

Not only was Talia at the mercy of the Pasha, but also his head concubine as well.

Her nipples ached and when she moved the pain was sharp enough to make her stifle a cry. She was relieved when two other young women of the harem came to her and treated them so the pain was numbed. They smeared some of the oily liquid on her lips and tongue. Then spread her legs and applied it to her clitoris as well. They exclaimed at the sight of the golden piercing and flicked at it. But Talia was already numb and paid it no heed. They traced her tattoo and asked her about it, but she was already drifting away again from the poppy juice on her tongue. She did not truly sleep, but the pain was gone.

She floated within sexual dreams. Hands caressed her and lips kissed her on the mouth and more intimate places. She moaned and opened her eyes to discover not all was a dream. Fatima, Mistress of the Harem, was kissing her and toying with the ring.

"Quite lovely. I have just the jewelry you shall wear when the Pasha calls for you again." She waved her hand and a female slave brought a tray with food and drink. "Are you awake enough for me to explain the rules of the harem? Disobedience is punished swiftly, so it's important that you understand."

Talia nodded and sat up.




((How is this for the First Concubine? ))
 
Talia Carlton had entered a new world of excruciating pain and unimagined pleasure. She came, and came hard at Avic command. Each man, each Master that had claimed her, demanded more and more from Talia and her supple young body seemed to embrace the ever increasing pain and pleasure as if she was incapable of distinguishing one from the other.

Talia had regained consciousness in the Harem of Pasha Avic looking up into the dark eyes of a stunning exotic beauty. Two other women tended to her wounded nipples. Fatima smiled as the juice of the poppy began to take effect, not only did it numb the pain in the little blue eyed beauty’s nipples but also put Talia into a euphoric, dreamy state, lost between a dream world, and a darker reality. As Talia blissfully floated between consciousness and unconsciousness Fatima explored the golden beauty’s gorgeous young body and gauging just how responsive that supple young body was.

"Quite lovely. I have just the jewelry you shall wear when the Pasha calls for you again."

Fatima sensually cooed as she displayed the scandalous jewelry to the shocked young beauty. Then with an authoritarian wave of her hand a young girl brought food and drink to them.

"Are you awake enough for me to explain the rules of the harem? Disobedience is punished swiftly, so it's important that you understand."

It was obvious that this exotic beauty ran the Pasha’s harem and that she expected to be obeyed. As Talia Carlton nodded her golden head in ascent, Fatima held out a sweet date for Talia to take it and eat it from Fatima’s finger tips.

“I am the Mistress of the Harem and you shall obey me in all things, or you shall be punished girl.”

As Fatima spoke and fed Talia from her finger tips the world of the harem was slowly reviled to the drugged beauty. There were young children playing in the garden, some of the girl’s were budding young beauties, but there was no boy older than eight. Talia saw Ahmad and several other men attending to the women’s needs. Fatima saw the questioning look in those stunning blue eyes.

“The children are the Master’s children. The men are not really men but eunuchs who have been robbed of their manhood.”

The woman paused as she fed Talia a fig.

“Your children will be stunning girl.”

Fatima made it quite clear that Talia may be bread and give birth to a child of Avci.

“Or I can ensure that you do not meet that fate.”

Fatima’s lust for Talia Carlton was clear and the exotic beauty made no effort to hide it.

“ Pleasure yourself! I wish to see how responsive that supple young body of yours is.”

Fatima put aside the tray of food and gave the stunning young golden beauty her full attention. She had heard from Ahmad that the girl had cum on command. Now Fatima wondered did this sweet beauty needed to be given permission to cum.
 
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Talia could see that the women in the harem wore little more than sheer silks, but the jewelry that Fatima showed her would require her to be all but naked.

She shuddered when she found out that the men she saw in the harem had been unmanned. But then, that would ensure that no man but the Pasha could have and impregnate. It was also clear from the way Fatima was treating her, that there were no rules barring the women from pleasuring each other. She had to admit that Fatima was beautiful Every movement she made was sensual, erotic even.

She took the fruit that Fatima offered her. It had been some time since she shared tender moments with Ayemeko and Choko. But she soon discovered that Fatima was more like her Masters.

“Pleasure yourself! I wish to see how responsive that supple young body of yours is.”

Talia sighed. "Mistress Fatima, the Pasha kept me up most of the night alternating between pain and pleasure. My body is weary, and sore. May we do this later after I have rested a bit more?"

"But, habibi, you have already rested. Have you forgotten the rules of the harem already? Or do you crave punishment again so soon?" She picked up a whole cucumber from a plate. "You may use this if you like."

Talia shook her head. She would have to do what Fatima said or face more punishment.

She made herself comfortable and closed her eyes. She licked her fingers and gently stroked her now overly sensitive clit.

Fatima snapped her fingers, "Tell Safira that Our newest resident will require sugaring. I am surprised the Pasha did not insist on it immediately. But I confess, the red down does have some appeal."

Talia didn't know what sugaring was, but she was sure she would find out soon enough.

Talia circled her clit with her fingers until she was moaning softly. Her breahting became more rapid, she rocked her hips and arched her back.

Fatima smirked a bid. It seemed it was true, the girl needed permission to come. She leaned down until she was nearly lying next to Talia. "Is there a problem?"

"I want to come, please." Talia breathed.

"Hmm, shall I let you?" She took the cucumber and pressed it to Talia's sex.

"Please, Mistress." Talia wriggled.

Fatima pushed the cucumber inside. "You ask so sweetly. Yes, you may come."

Talia shuddered. It was not a big orgasm, she was nearly spent from her hours with the Pasha.

Fatima removed the cucumber and sliced it into rounds. She picked up a piece and ate it. "Lovely."
 
Talia took the offered fruit from Fatima’s fingers, an act that had become quite natural for the stunning redhead sense she first became a captive. Fatima smiled at the sensual and seductive way this tawny coppered haired beauty took each offered morsel. She loved the shocked look in those soft sweet azure blue eyes as she demanded that Talia pleasure herself for the woman’s amusement. Talia Carlton’s pleas feel on deaf ears.

"But, habibi, you have already rested. Have you forgotten the rules of the harem already? Or do you crave punishment again so soon?"

Fatima’s threat was quite clear as she picked up a large gnarled cucumber from the plate.

"You may use this if you like."

Once again Talia was forced to obey or suffer the consequences. Fatima watched as the calmly young beauty reclined with a sigh of resignation. A smile bowed the lips of the Mistress of the harem watched the tip of the girl’s little pink tongued moistened her lips. What a truly innocent and sensual creature she was despite all that had befallen her and how adorably obedient she was.

"Tell Safira that Our newest resident will require sugaring. I am surprised the Pasha did not insist on it immediately. But I confess, the red down does have some appeal."

Casual order as she watched Talia masturbate for her. Fatima watched as Talia head rolled side to side. Talia’s toes curled sensual little gasps and groans bubbled from her moist ripe lips. So Ahmad’s whispered roamers were true the young redhead could not cum without permission.

"I want to come, please."

Talia Carlton so sweetly begged her Mistress.
"Hmm, shall I let you?"

"Please, Mistress."

Fatima cooed as she slid the gnarled cucumber into Talia chaste young body. Fatima began seductively fucking Talia’s needy little pussy even as Talia toyed with her throbbing clit.

"You ask so sweetly. Yes, you may come."

And as she had been trained Talia Carlton came on her Mistress’s command. The girl came for her before collapsing spent and exhausted from her ordeal sense she became Pasha Avci newest acquisition. But those ordeals were far from being over as Safira approached with what Fatima had ordered.

“It is time that you are properly groomed habibi.”

The act of moum, to remove every little tawny copper hair from below Talia’s neck.

“Do not fight the Sugaring little one for it may harm you if you do.”

Fatima had chosen a word in Talia Carlton’s own language but the word did not carry the meaning she intended. However as the warm solution of heated honey, lemon juice, and rose water was applied to Talia’s most intimate areas it became clear what Fatima intended. The Mistress of the harem had the mixture heated an uncomfortable level. The gasp that escaped Talia’s lips pleaded Fatima. She intended that the process would be both erotic and painful for her new little toy.
 
Talia had never heard of sugaring and had no idea what it meant. Then it was all too clear. The mixture was hot enough to make her gasp when it was applied to her most intimate places. If that wasn't already somewhat painful and embarrassing (since it seemed all the women of the harem crowded around to watch), she was held down by her arms and legs while muslin was patted on top of the honey mixture and then without warning, ripped off taking her unwanted body hair with it.

Talia cried out and tears sprang to her eyes. The women chattered and laughed at her for being such a child about it.

When her entire privates wear stripped bare, the Safira did the same to Talia's underarms and legs, even the hair on her forearms was removed.

Fatima stroked the smooth sensitive skin with her fingernails making Talia shiver. "You see. It is not so bad. And see how smooth you are. Now we can see how lovely your complexion is--Except for that hideous tattoo." She made a face. "But is does draw the eye." Her finger traced the line of the dragon's back from head to tail.

"And now, I think we shall go to the baths. Once our newest member of the harem smells as sweet as the rest of us, she may show me how well she can pleasure a woman."
 
Talia Carlton was surrounded by the women of the harem as they babbled and chattered in a language she could not understand. They seemed to be amazed by the blue eyed western beauty’s pale flawless ivory skin, the firmness of her proud young breasts and pierced nipples, and the sparse tawny copper fleece that decorated Talia’s Venus Mons. Soon their exploring hands held Talia Carlton wrist captive above her head, her legs drawn apart and pinned as well. Fatima savored the sharp gasp as the hot sugaring mixture was spread on Talia’s Mons. The placement of the muslin strips and then the high pitched scream that bubbled from Talia’s lips as the muslin strips were yanked free stripping the hapless blue eyed beauty of her fine downy copper fleece. Every fine little hair below Talia Carlton’s neck was painfully stripped from her gorgeous supple body.

"You see. It is not so bad. And see how smooth you are. Now we can see how lovely your complexion is--Except for that hideous tattoo."

As Fatima spoke the mistress of the harem let her finger tips lightly and intimately trail over Talia’s silken skin.

"But is does draw the eye."

Fatima’s voice was a soft husky whisper as she traced the outline of Isko Tagaya’s dragon before seductively tracing Talia’s moist coral pink folds.

"And now, I think we shall go to the baths. Once our newest member of the harem smells as sweet as the rest of us, she may show me how well she can pleasure a woman."

Talia Carton was drawn to her feet and surrounded by the women of the harem she had no option but to go where Fatima led and that they followed. The baths were far differed from the baths that she had shared with Choko and Ayameko They were more like the baths of ancient Rome, surrounded by marble and the water was not as hot either, Talia noticed as she was lead into the water. The water lapped at the little blue eyed concubine’s pussy. It was then that the woman of the harem began to wash Talia. The coarse, soapy, sea sponges caressed Talia Carlton’s pale flawless ivory skin. The women made the young western beauty’s bath a sensual and seductive experience. When they led Talia from the water they chaffed her dry with rough terry cloth towels before beginning to anoint her gorgeous young body with perfumed oils. The fragrance of sandalwood and jasmine filled Talia Carlton’s nostrils as slick hands seductively and intimately assaulted the blue eyed beauty as they worked the sweet smelling aphrodisiac deeply into the young western beauty’s silken skin.

Fatima was lounging on a marble bench as she watched Talia’s bath and seduction as the women prepared Talia to become her needy lover. When all was in readiness Fatima simply cooed.

“Now Miss Carlton come here and show me how well you can pleasure a woman!”
 
The bath was pleasant and relaxing. The massage afterwards was bliss after her body had been so abused. A sense of delicious sensuality crept throughout her body from head to toe. There must be some aphrodisiac in the oils, or perhaps it was just that she was so relaxed.

“Now Miss Carlton, come here and show me how well you can pleasure a woman!”

It had been some time since Talia had played sex games with Ayameko and Choko, but it was not something one forgot. Besides, in Talia's albeit extremely limited experience, women were so much softer and more sensual. That is, unless Choko was wielding the cane on her backside.

Talia sat on the bench with Fatima and put her arms around her. She kissed her gently on the lips, then more forcefully. Talia caressed her breasts then kissed down to them to suck Fatima's nipples until the were hard.

"Don't dawdle." Fatima spread her legs and pushed Talia downward. Talia knelt on the marble floor and set to work to please her new mistress. She kissed and licked and sucked. Then she used her fingers to probe and explore until Fatima was panting and moaning.

"Oh, you are a very clever girl. You shall be my new pet." She stroked Talia's coppery curls. "Bring me again, and then we shall have a nap. I expect the Pasha will call for you later, rest while you can."
 
Talia came to the mistress of Avci’s harem she tenderly embraced Fatima as she had once embraced Ayameko. Fatima smiled at the tawny copper haired beauty’s sweet brush of the girl’s lips against her own. That smile only broaden as Talia’s kiss became more passionate and more sensual. A seductive little gasp escaped Fatima’s lips as this stunning young western beauty began to explore her body with seductive little kiss, sensual little lover’s nips, and erotic little licks. This girl was no stranger to the ways to please and temp a woman’s body and idly wondered who had introduced her to the joys of lesbian love. A shuttering moan of pleasure bubbled from Fatima moist ripe lips as Talia caressed her breasts then bent her head to her mistress’s breast to kiss and suckled Fatima's nipples until they were hard peaked little throbbing nubs.

"Don't dawdle."

Fatima commanded her little redheaded lover as she spread her legs. Fatima was pleased; Talia did not hesitate as she fell to her knees and set to work to please her new mistress. She sensually kissed and erotically licked and seductively sucked Fatima’s pearl of passion. Then Talia used her fingers to probe and explore until Fatima succulent pussy until she was panting and moaning in her building arousal.

"Oh, you are a very clever girl. You shall be my new pet."

Fatima gasped as her fingers curled tightly into Talia’s fiery silken mane.

"Bring me again, and then we shall have a nap. I expect the Pasha will call for you later, rest while you can."

As the days followed one after another Talia learned that Fatima was a demanding and harsh lover enjoying seeing her twist, buck, and thrash as much in pain as in pleasure. There was no rest for the copper haired beauty as she learned that her sole purpose in Pasha Avci household was to please her Master and mistress with her gorgeous young body, and her screams of pleasure and pain. At banquets Kartal delighted in letting his guests use and abuse his little blue eyed concubine as they lived out their darkest and most forbidden fantasies knowing this stunning young creature could not deny them.

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Sergeant Peter O’Halerin had spent the better part of the year tracking down where Agape might have sold Talia Carlton. He had narrowed it down to somewhere in the Ottoman Empire. He knew it had to be somewhere where Talia would bring the highest price. He had narrowed his search to three cities. Istanbul he discarded out of hand as Talia sale could not be kept secret in the Ottoman Capital. That left Damascus and Bagdad. Damascus he would investigate first.

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There was no way that Talia Carlton could have known that she was not forgotten. That Sergeant Peter O’Halerin stilled searched for her. All she knew was that she was Pasha Kartal Avci’s property until he tiered of her and sold her, or that she would be with child and would raise his bastard daughter or son.
 
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