Sex In Alexandria...A story of ancient lust.

[ariosto]

The City of Alexandria, Egypt
100 BCE





The House of the Golden Lotus was the richest and most opulent pleasure house in all of Ptolemaic Alexandria but all things must start somewhere and in this case it started with the dream of a handsome young man who decided to devote his life to the pursuit of erotic pleasures.
His name is Zoser Antimachos, half Egyptian, half Greek. His father, a high government official has tired of his sons libertine pursuits and given him a small fortune in coin, then he washed his hands of the boy.

"Never darken my door again you good for nothing wastrel !
See what vile ends you'll meet..., etc, etc."
The usual stuff.

Zoser spent a year or two trying out every Courtesan in this 'City of Courtesans' and sometimes even a street whore or two for variety. He realized quickly, that at this rate he would soon be on the streets himself.
Why buy the cut flower when you can grow the seeds he thought on one morning of rare lucidness. Thus the idea for the Golden Lotus was born.

Buying the dilapidated palace of a lesser Ptolemaic princeling he set his chief Designer and Architect Imho, to work on it, sparing no expense in making it the 'Show Place of the City'.
He undertook himself then the strenuous task of finding the seeds, for although he fully intended to stock the House with accomplished women, he also wanted to spice the selection with up and comers of his own choice.
This is what led him to the squalid Village on a Nile backwater not far from the City of Busiris.

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This is the first part of my own 'Alexandrian Quartet', in which Zoser discovers the beautiful peasant girl Beryl and instructs her so well in the Art of Love that she becomes the most sought after courtesan in all of Alexandria.
In part one there are but two players, myself as Zoser and Beryl as, well...Beryl.
In parts to come we will expand to include a
much larger cast.
Hope you enjoy...

Sex In Alexandria
A story of ancient lust.

 

[goddess_euphoria]

Sorry about that.

 

[Beryl]

A Young Peasant Woman

Beryl had spent the morning at the river, doing the laundry for her family. It was a tedious job, with her older brothers who wiped their filthy hands on their loincloths and her parents who changed their bed sheets once a month. She always started her scrubbing efforts with the grease and wine spots, which were so difficult to erase. Dirt always came last since it was almost diluted by the time she came to it.

Beryl left the riverbank for a small clearing nearby that belonged to her family. There she could hang the laundry between palm trees and large bushes, away from sand and dust. She would wait until the laundry had dried, enjoying to be by herself for a short while. She liked to observe ants running in the rare grass and to listen to birds singing above her head.
She hung the laundry quickly, flattening it so it wouldn't have too many wrinkles. She finished her task with a quick prayer to the gods and to Ra, the burning afternoon sun, so he would discolor the faintest spots and make them unnoticeable. These were a good reason for her parents to punish her regularly. She was actually the only daughter and her brothers never got punished. They would hold her still while her father whipped her naked ass and inner thighs endlessly. Whack! Whack! Whack!
The stick in her father's hand was merciless and she had never been able to control her tears. Her crying never helped to appease him, it even doubled his fury. He could be so rough on her that she would be unable to sit for a while afterwards. Sometimes he would let her brothers whip her so he could teach them to do it efficiently with their future wives.

Beryl turned around and crossed the clearing to seek refuge in the shadow of a large sycomore. Suddenly, the familiar burning tingle signaled to her that she had to pee. With no one to hide from, she lifted her thick linen dress to her waist to keep it clean. She was completely naked underneath her dress since her family was too poor to afford unecessary garments. She squatted and parted her naked thighs. Waiting for the release, she looked at a scarab trotting further away.
Suddenly, the warm liquid erupted, splashing slightly her dirty feet before disappearing quickly into dry sand. Peeing felt so good that she closed her eyes and smiled to herself. Suddenly, a dark shadow came between her and the sun. She opened her eyes to see a young man standing in front of her and looking down at her with a smile. She opened her mouth to scream but he was faster than her and shut her up with his hands.
"Don't scream! I won't hurt you if you do as I say".

 

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Zoser had been watching her for sometime. She was as fresh and innocent as the warm sun and clean dry air. His journey had taken him through Cities and towns, he had seen and talked and bedded with countless women. A few had appealed to him, but his tastes were so jaded that none offered the unique qualities he was seeking.

He heard her singing first. It was the timber of her voice, so like that of a song bird that led him off the road and down to the banks of the little stream. From a vantage where he would not be seen he studied her. Her age was hard to determine, young most certainly but of marriageable age at least.
She was small and graceful in her movements. She was proportioned well. Her legs were long , her hips well rounded, waist narrow and breasts high and full. Her skin was the color of milk and honey, her hair, long rich coiled ebony. But it was her face he studied most and not just the exquisite features but the expressive animation she showed in doing even the simplest things. He could imagine how responsive she'd be to the warm touch of a man.

When she got up to relieve herself he followed into the secluded thicket. He watched her lift her dress, the play of fine muscles in her thighs as she squatted. After she had finished she remained in the same position, studying something on the ground with intense concentration.

Zoser moved into the sunlight, his shadow fell across her. She gasped and started to jump up in alarm.
He placed his hand firmly acroos her mouth.

"Don't scream little one. I wont harm you."
He could see his reflexion in her wide startled eyes. He miust have appeared as an apparition from another world to her. She was a peasant girl, he was a great Lord. He towered over her, a stranger speaking with the accent of the dreaded Ptolemies. He had not worn the cosmetics and ornaments that he usually did in the city, still the gold and lapiz that gleamed from his chest , wrists and ankles could have bought her home and half the village.

"Do as I say now.
Walk over to that tree."
He pointed to the lone sycamore growing in the center of the grove.

Beryl did as he commanded. Suddenly everything had grown quiet. The world had narrowed.

"Turn around."

She stood with her back to the tree. Her eyes shut tight, waiting for the next words.
Zoser studied her, he walked up close and touched her skin, he sniffed her hair and held her hands in his.
They were perfectly formed, long fingers. Fingers that would excite a man when wrapped around his penis.
The girl was perfect.

"Take off your shift."
She hesitated.
"Take it off girl and open your eyes."

Beryl raised the dress over her head and let it fall to the ground.
The sight of her young body, so finely curved and rounded excited him immeasurably.
Her breasts were high and round, pink and rosey tipped, he longed to taste them, watch them respond to his touch.
There would be time for that.

"Sit down."
He motioned to the ground beneath her feet.
Beryl sat wrapping her arms around her legs.

"No, open your legs.
Open your legs girl."
She blushed, hesitated.
"Open them now."
He slapped her. Not hard but hard enough for her to know she had no choice.
She did as he said.

Zoser looked at her sex. Only a light shadowing of pubic hair veiled the lovely forms of her mons and vulva.

"Please sir, I 'm a virgin.
Don't hurt me."

He looked at her and smiled.
"I have no intention of hurting you. Far from it."

He leaned between her thighs and using his fingers gently opened her. She leaned back against the tree
shutting her eyes as tight as she could.
She felt an indescribable thing, something stiff, wet, yet somehow yielding was entering her vagina, sliding between the lips like a little animal. She looked and gasped as she saw Zoser's head tight between her legs and realized it was his tongue that was moving so deliciously inside her.

She was as wild honey. He could remember the taste of women, but none so fresh and sweet as this. He heard her moan and decided that he would go beyond this simple test of her virginity and see how she reacted to this, see how quickly and in what way she would come to orgasm.
He began with slow long movements to lick her from the bottom of her labia, to the hidden button, the pearl of her sex...

 

[Beryl]

First Extasy

It was delicious... and so strange too that this man whom she had never seen in her life would be there, between her spread thighs.
She had felt ashamed at first and had closed her eyes as he parted her moist lower lips to reveal her slot to his probing eyes. She had felt his nose first as he had smelled her silky pubic hairs, and then came the touch of his tongue. It had quickly reached the inside of her wet pussy, licking it slowly and carefully as if to clean her completely.
It was now exploring her pussy thoroughly, gently turning and twisting inside her, then going to her lower lips to lick them... as if to play with her. Beryl now felt the man's teeth as his mouth sucked brutally on her lower lips, biting her as well. The tongue then went back inside her pussy, as if it were looking for some delicious delicacy. It didn't stay there very long.

The tongue now went upwards, approaching an area that Beryl had been inspecting only once before, wondering what its use was. The stranger shifted his head slightly and began to suck gently on that strange little button of hers. It sent Beryl beside herself, immersed her in growing extasy. The pleasure became more intense than she ever imagined. It was pleasure and pain at the same time, and it was impossible to resist. She gave a low moan and stopped it immediately for fear the stranger would not continue. Her head began to swing: she closed her eyes and grasped the stranger by his shoulders so she wouldn't fall.

Yes... Yes... Yes! She wanted to scream... Yes suck it, pull on it, more, more, more.... Her hips thrusted forward, and she felt his chin rubbing her tender skin underneath her pussy.
Her button had become so sensitive, so painful too under the hard sucking. The man's teeth were now biting her button forcefully and made it pulse, sending pangs of pleasure and pain to her head. She now felt like crying for mercy... This was too much on her. Too much!

And then came this quickening in her, her body stiffened for a short instant and relaxed immediately. What was happening to her? The man had felt it too and had stopped, as if to wait for something... and she now felt herself melt like candle wax. It was incredibly good and nothing else mattered. That release was a lot more pleasurable than what she experienced when peeing.

Slowly, the tongue went down again and began lapping the inside of her pussy. The stranger was now moaning and he finally sent a long finger to twist between her lower lips, and it quickly gathered moisture. The stranger lifted his head and looked at her with a grin: "Suck that finger, girl, so you know the taste of your own juices."
She obeyed: it was a little bit salty but incredibly delicious.
"Good girl. Now stay as you are. I want to look at you."
His hand went down to his loin cloth and gave a quick rub to the bulge that seemed to pierce its way out of the cloth.

Beryl felt suddenly ashamed to be opened like this, exposing herself completely to a stranger. She looked down, trying to control her tears.
"Don't cry. Listen to me. I want to see you again. Say yes, please. Please?"
She was confused. He could have raped her easily. And yet he had been good to her. She felt ashamed and at the same time her body was craving for more.
She gave in. Still looking at the ground, she answered with a weak tone: "Yes. Tonight... When everyone is asleep. I'll meet you here."
She waited for his answer.
She looked up.
The stranger was gone.

 

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All the way back to his camp at the edge of the village, Zoser thought of the girl. When he licked his dry lips he could still savor the taste of her. The scent of her sex was a sweet perfume lingering on his fingers.

The camp of Antimachos was no small affair.
A tent for the baggage, a tent for the attendents and a tent for himself. Nine animals, four porters, two body guards, a cook, a body servant, and two concubines. He had tried his best to prune down to the bare essentials.

The girls were waiiting for him as well as Old Demetrius whom he'd inherited along with his fortune and his fathers worst wishes.

He dismissed all but the Egytian girl, Hatse who bore at least an ethnic resemblence to Beryl.
After she had bathed him slowly, one dipper at a
time of precious water, he lay back on silken pillows and indicated that she should stroke him
while he thought about the maiden he would see tonight.
Hatse had done this for the master often before but was surprised at the heated responsiveness he showed under the first caress of her palms and lips.His shaft grew like a magic snake, writhing up between her fingers.
He watched her lips close over the tip of his penis as she stroked him with perfect rhythym to his quickening arousal.

He thought...
The girl Beryl's virginity is of great value...
Much as I would like to be the one to deflower...

Ahhhhh...Hatse was licking the sensitive underside of his cock, her hands squeezing up and down it's length.

...her, myself just like little Hatse, still there would be much...

Her small fingers were rolling his balls
softly against each other...

Ummmmmm...pleasure in opening her backway, in tasting again...

Her palms felt the wave coming, a swelling of the blood vessels an internal spasm,a rush coming up from his swollen testicles. She positioned herself...

...her, her...
His mind filled with visions of Beryl's face, eyes, breasts , nipples, legs,
hands,...vulva opening...opening...opening...

The little slave girl took the masters seed into her mouth, swallowing each powerful ejaculation, hoping that tonight it would be her womb that would recieve the largess.

 

[Guest]

The drop that makes the jar overflow...

Beryl was sitting down in the backyard of her parents, baking bread for the family dinner. She found herself obsessed with the stranger she had met earlier, trying to relive the pleasure he had given her. And yet she was too shy to reach under her dress and rub her erected button. Better wait 'til tonight! And if she was lucky enough, the stranger would do it again.
Her mother's voice in her back made her jump: "What is it with you? The bread is done and you're daydreaming!"
She blushed: "I'm sorry. Let me take care of it right away." She took the flat breads out of the family oven with her mother watching her: "Beryl, you're not yourself. Tell your mother what's going on".
"Oh mom, I'm not a young girl anymore. I was wondering… If I were to meet some nice young man, could I get married?"
"It's not something I can decide on my own. I will talk to your father and we'll see what he says."

The family diner went on as usual, with Beryl serving everyone at the table and eating her share alone in the kitchen. She jumped on her feet as her mother yelled: "Beryl! Come here! Your father wants to talk to you!". She rushed to her father and stood in front of him, her eyes lowered.
"Beryl, your mother says you are starting to think about meeting a man and getting married. You want to know my answer? Come closer and look at me". She obeyed, only to see the anger in her father's face. He lift his right hand and gave her such a powerful slap that her head went aside.
"That's my answer, you ungrateful daughter! We feed you, we give you clothes and a place to sleep and you, you! You want to leave us?!"
She burst into tears with everyone watching the scene with expressionless faces. Her oldest brother shouted:
"Dad! Dad! I understand you want Beryl to stay home since mom can't work anymore… But there's a way to keep her home, you know." Beryl stopped crying and looked at her brother. Her hopes vanished quickly as he added:
"If she wants to get married, then let her get married… to you! That way she'll stay here as your second wife and you won't have to worry about her anymore. You know it's just been allowed by the Ptolemys. After all, they fuck their mother, sisters and daughters!"
"My son, that's an excellent idea. Why didn't I think of it earlier? Yes, I can marry her and I won't have to pay a dowry either. I could give the dowry to myself!" The father started to laugh and his sons followed, while the mother simply nodded and smiled.
"And dad, you won't have to worry either about having a new wife respect you. Beryl knows your whip already… and we'll always help you punish her."
"That's right! Splendid! Now, since she'll be my wife, I guess I can fuck her too?"
"Of course Dad. And as soon as she's not a virgin anymore, she can forget about getting married to someone else!"
"Perfect. Beryl, listen to me. It's too late to do it all now. I'll take you to the mayor tomorrow and we'll get married. And tomorrow night, you'll be a good girl to your dad… Huh… to your husband!" Her father laughed again, ignoring the tears swelling in Beryl's eyes. He stood up: "Everyone to bed now! Good night!"

Left by herself in the dinner room to clean it up, Beryl clenched her fists. Enough! She now had enough with it all. She'll go to the stranger and will beg him to take her with him. Far… far away from this mess. And she'll do whatever he wants. It will be better than all this.
She turned around, crossed the kitchen to exit into the backyard. No one saw her nor heard her leave: she was a silent shadow in the night...

 

[Beryl]

The drop that makes the jar overflow...

Beryl was sitting down in the backyard of her parents, baking bread for the family dinner. She found herself obsessed with the stranger she had met earlier, trying to relive the pleasure he had given her. And yet she was too shy to reach under her dress and rub her erected button. Better wait 'til tonight! And if she was lucky enough, the stranger would do it again.
Her mother's voice in her back made her jump: "What is it with you? The bread is done and you're daydreaming!"
She blushed: "I'm sorry. Let me take care of it right away." She took the flat breads out of the family oven with her mother watching her: "Beryl, you're not yourself. Tell your mother what's going on".
"Oh mom, I'm not a young girl anymore. I was wondering… If I were to meet some nice young man, could I get married?"
"It's not something I can decide on my own. I will talk to your father and we'll see what he says."

The family diner went on as usual, with Beryl serving everyone at the table and eating her share alone in the kitchen. She jumped on her feet as her mother yelled: "Beryl! Come here! Your father wants to talk to you!". She rushed to her father and stood in front of him, her eyes lowered.
"Beryl, your mother says you are starting to think about meeting a man and getting married. You want to know my answer? Come closer and look at me". She obeyed, only to see the anger in her father's face. He lift his right hand and gave her such a powerful slap that her head went aside.
"That's my answer, you ungrateful daughter! We feed you, we give you clothes and a place to sleep and you, you! You want to leave us?!"
She burst into tears with everyone watching the scene with expressionless faces. Her oldest brother shouted:
"Dad! Dad! I understand you want Beryl to stay home since mom can't work anymore… But there's a way to keep her home, you know." Beryl stopped crying and looked at her brother. Her hopes vanished quickly as he added:
"If she wants to get married, then let her get married… to you! That way she'll stay here as your second wife and you won't have to worry about her anymore. You know it's just been allowed by the Ptolemys. After all, they fuck their mother, sisters and daughters!"
"My son, that's an excellent idea. Why didn't I think of it earlier? Yes, I can marry her and I won't have to pay a dowry either. I could give the dowry to myself!" The father started to laugh and his sons followed, while the mother simply nodded and smiled.
"And dad, you won't have to worry either about having a new wife respect you. Beryl knows your whip already… and we'll always help you punish her."
"That's right! Splendid! Now, since she'll be my wife, I guess I can fuck her too?"
"Of course Dad. And as soon as she's not a virgin anymore, she can forget about getting married to someone else!"
"Perfect. Beryl, listen to me. It's too late to do it all now. I'll take you to the mayor tomorrow and we'll get married. And tomorrow night, you'll be a good girl to your dad… Huh… to your husband!" Her father laughed again, ignoring the tears swelling in Beryl's eyes. He stood up: "Everyone to bed now! Good night!"

Left by herself in the dinner room to clean it up, Beryl clenched her fists. Enough! She now had enough with it all. She'll go to the stranger and will beg him to take her with him. Far… far away from this mess. And she'll do whatever he wants. It will be better than all this.
She turned around, crossed the kitchen to exit into the backyard. No one saw her nor heard her leave: she was a silent shadow in the night...

 

[ariosto]

The Way To Alexandria

Zoser waited in the moonshadow of the sycamore tree. The wind was wonderfully cool after the blistering heat of the day. He smiled when he heard a voice in the darkness right behind him.
The girl seemingly knew how to use the night to travel, he wondered when she'd used it and how many times before. Kissing Beryl's lips to silence her voice , he wrapped an arm over her shoulder and guided her to the road where Demetrius was waiting with a covered litter. She soon found herself riding in a style she had never imagined possible as the Nubian porters trotted forward at a silent command. Zoser walked along beside, conversing with the old retainer in Greek. A language she had almost no knowledge of.
Outside the swaying curtains she could see the stars. Sothis hung bright over the river where a few glittering lights marked the passing of her village and the life she had once had led...


The camp was in a state of quiet turmoil when they arrived an hour later. Only Antimachos personal tent was still standing. The others had been struck and piles of baggage were waiting to be loaded on to the ox carts.
She sat for a moment in the motionless litter and looked wide eyed at the activity going on around her.
It was Demetrius not Zoser that helped her finally from her seat. She stood only to mid chest of the stringy old man and his touch on her arm was none to gentle.
"Go",
he said in halting Egyptian, "Go in".

He pushed her through the flap and into the smoky lamp lit interior. In here a sense of calm prevailed.
She saw a large tub standing in the center of the room with two beautiful attendants beside it. Zoser had already seated himself at a small table where a bowl of figs, bread and a kylix
of wine had been set out.
Beryl was famished and hoped the master would share his food or at least get something for herto eat. Instead he indicated that she should approach the steaming tub.
Hesitantly she did so. As soon as she was in range one of the attendents, a lovely blonde girl
whose hair Beryl could not tear her eyes from, took her by the arm and before she knew it had whisked off the startled virgin's dress.
Zoser once again feasted his eyes on his new aquisition. The intervening hours had done nothing to change his assesment. She would be absolutely perfect for the House of the Golden Lotus.

With the servant Chryse helping her, Beryl stepped into the hot water.
Hot Water!, hotter even than the Nile in the dry season. The next thing she knew the girl was applying a soapy sponge to her back and shoulders. She closed her eyes. Never had she felt such luxury as this! When she opened them again she saw an extraordinary sight. The Egyptian girl Hatse was kneeling in front of the master holding his staff between her hands and kissing the tip of it!
The Beryl had seen her Fathers penis, a gnarled and wicked thing, and her brother's who would expose themselves to her and chase her crying through the bushes. But the Master's seemed in this light to be made of gold, a staff of gold.
Chryse roughly toweled her off and brought her over to Zosers seat. She pushed her down
right next to Hatse whose mouth was full of the Alexandrian's cock.

Hatse looked at the new girl through glaring, kohl rimmed eyes and redoubled her efforts.

"Not so fast!" Zoser ordered.
"Let her see what you are doing"

Chastened, the girl slowed, allowing Beryl to observe the master's thick veined penis sliding in and out of her lips. Her hands were gently kneeding his balls at the same time.

"Come closer...Beryl"
It was the first time he had called her by name!

'Come closer....Look at the way her lips press against me as she draws away. This will cause the seed to rise quicker...ahhhhhh."

The Masters eyes closed momentarily.
"Now , look at her hands, her fingers, the way they....
they...
roll my balls against...
AHHHHHHHH."

Beryl gave a start . Chryse had come up behind her, reached around and cupped her breasts with her hands.

"Yesssssssss, Chryse, yes.
Play with my new toy while...
while.."

The greek girl's fingers were pulling and pinching Beryl's nipples. Heat was spreading through her body. Her face was flushed, she couldn't take her eyes off what was going on in front of her.
The master looked as if he might die!
Stretched back in his chair, the muscles of his thighs tense and hard, legs spread out wide, he was arching himself up, up and into Hatse's mouth.

"You,
must...
learn..."
he gasped out.

Then unbelievably, she saw a shudder pass through him and Hatse released her mouth just as a geyser of milky semen erupted from his pulsing reddened cock. The concubine never stopped pumping with her hands, they gripped his shaft even tighter. Each stroke sent another string of cum flying into the air. Much of it Hatse took on her face and her hair,her lips and eyes were covered with it. Chryse had released Beryl's breasts and was bending next to Hatse licking the Masters spend from his shaft.

"Beryl."
At first the stunned girl didn't recognize the voice.
"Beryl," the Master pointed at his cock, the two servants had stopped and were looking at the virgin. Their eyes unreadable.

"Come here girl. Clean me."
Going to one knee the little village girl took what was offered to her and tasted for the first time a man's semen. She found it delicious.

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Before dawn there was no sign the Alexandraian party had ever been near the village. A girl was gone but no matter, life went on.
Twenty miles downstream from fabled Busiris the chartered ship ''Eyes of Ptah", bore Zoser and his retinue towards
the City and the House of the Golden Lotus...

 

[Beryl]

First Lesson

Laying down on a low bench, her legs spread open, Beryl watched Hatse prepare a golden mixture made with honey. A short while ago, Zoser had dismissed them all and ordered Hatse to remove all hairs from Beryl’s pussy. Beryl was overjoyed: it made her feel like a bride being prepared for her wedding night. She had the feeling of being in a dream: a wonderful, luscious dream.
“Hatse! Before you begin, please tell me what is happening to me!”
She answered with a smile:“The master is a man of few words. He sent Demetrius to your village to inquire about you. All I know is that you are with us now and that the master… has very special plans for you. You have a lot to learn. Wait and see!”
Hatse applied the mixture on Beryl’s hairs. Pain was about to begin.

Later that day, the door of Beryl’s cabin opened: old Demetrius was standing in the doorway, grinning. “Master Zoser wants to see you now.”
She stood up and blushed, feeling the old man’s eyes on her, detailing her exposed lips with excitation. She blushed and looked around her to find a dress. “No, little lady. You come as you are.” She nodded and followed him.

“There you are Beryl… Let me see you… Spread your legs! Aaah perfect job, Hatse. I’m proud of you.” The little slave nodded and smiled at the master. “Beryl, come her and kneel down.” Demetrius went next to Hatse and they both stood there, watching her with obvious delight. Beryl felt confused:
“Are they going to stay?”
“Yes dear, and you’ll see why when I’m done with you. Now shut up and listen to me: it’s time you and my cock meet. You’re going to take it out, lick it clean and I want you to watch one more time how Hatse works on it. Understand?”
She nodded. Blood rushed to her head again as she raised her hand to open the loin cloth of Zoser and discovered his dark cock nestled in black curly hairs. She took the cock gently in her right hand and lifted it. It felt like a fragile thing. Approaching her face to it, she smelled Zoser’s male scent. She slowly opened her mouth and pulled her tongue out to taste the tip of the cock. It reacted slightly under the soft touch, as if waking up to her tongue’s silent call. It frightened Beryl, but she was so eager to obey Zoser that she began her assignment by licking his cock’s smooth tip. She was soon over her fears and showed her devotion the best she could, giving slow and wet strokes until the cock was glistening with her saliva.
“Good. Beryl, now watch Hatse.”
The little servant was smiling proudly, eager to replace Beryl. She immediately took the cock in her mouth and started to suck on it, gently at first and then harder and harder. She was also stroking Zoser’s balls with her right hand, making him tilt his head backwards. He grasped her by the hair and ordered:
“Stop it Hatse, it’s good enough. Beryl: next time, you’ll have to do it. Now, turn around and bend over this trunk.” His cock was hard, pointing at her.

She obeyed, confused on what plans he had for her. Her ass was no sooner exposed in the air that she felt Zoser in her back. His fingers parted her lower lips and nails scraped her hard to gather moisture and rub it on her asshole. It scared Beryl. He took hold of her hips and suddenly, with a small push, his hard cock entered her ass. It felt so huge, as if it wanted to rip her apart. Her face squirmed and she bit her lip, her heart racing. Zoser now forced his cock deeper into her ass. She screamed out of pain and surprise, knowing it wouldn’t stop him.
“Shut up or I’ll spank you”.
The hard cock pulled back a little and brutally went forward again, as if to pierce her. She buried her head in her arms, moaning and crying. And yet, as the cock was now forcing its way back and forth mercilessly, she accepted it. Her anus relaxed and the pain disappeared. Zoser felt it and pounded her brutally. She was overcome with pride and begged silently: “Yes, fill me… Fill me completely… I belong to you… I’m yours…”
As if reading her thoughts, Zoser said: “You like it, don’t you, my filthy girl….” And he kept on pounding, again and again.
She now felt her pussy craving for its share of pleasure. Was it getting wet?
“I’m going to shoot now… and you’ll get more afterwards”
He moaned and stopped with a final violent thrust. He was done. He pulled out quickly, hurting her, freeing her.
“Hatse, you check her now. And you, Demetrius, come as close as you want to watch them.”
Beryl’s heart quipped… What was coming next?

Hatse replaced Zoser in Beryl’s back and took hold of her: she gently pulled on her hips to tilt her ass upwards then spread her legs a little. The shaved pussy was now in full view... Better get used to it.
Hatse's tongue immediately inspected her, quickly licking her lower lips to enter her slot and feast on her juices.
“Yes master, she’s wet.”
“Good. Hatse, come here and clean me up. Demetrius, you can have Beryl’s ass now. I’m done with her.”

Old Demetrius’ hard cock entered her easily: she was full of Zoser’s cum. He began to ride her and was less brutal at it than Zoser had been.
Beryl’s training had begun.

 

[ariosto]

The journey continues

The second night on the river Zoser had Demetrius bring Beryl to him on the moonlit deck. Oil lamps were burning in several sconces and soft cushions had been laid across the rough planking. In the shadows the presence of the crew and Antimachos retainers could be felt. The air was heavy and warm
as though the very breasts of Nut lay upon the barely moving "Eye of Ptah".

The girl had been freshly bathed, oiled and perfumed but as had been the case since she had shed her clothes for the first ablution, she was naked. Kohl had been applied to her eyes, her lips, cheeks and nipples had been rouged. Gold bracelets adorned her wrists and ankles, rewards he said for her obedience.

Hatse was standing next to the Master, looking much like Beryl but with an open sheer cotten wrap tied above her breasts.
The peasant girl thought no one looked as lovely as Hatse.
With Zoser next to her it looked as though divine Isis and Osiris were standing there before her.

"Beryl, stand and watch tonight as I show you how it will be with a man. When we get to the City men will do this to you as I will do with her."
He pointed a long finger at the Egyptian Concubine.

"Watch this well, watch my hands and hers, watch our lips and eyes, see what we do to pleasure each other.
Remember all of it.
Understand?"

She nodded that she did.

Without a word Zoser turned to Hatse and wrapped his arms around her, bending her head back in a long kiss.

The master's tongue is in her mouth and hers in his.
Beryl gave start. It was Chryse standing beside her, whispering.

Hatse seemed to be melting into him as the kiss lingered on and on. He arched her backwards, then kissed her chin and throat, going down to one knee. His fingers unclasped the cotten shift and it floated away. Beryl could see the concubines breasts thrust forward, tipped by rosey buds which Zoser first pinched with his fingers and then took into his mouth.

The master's tongue caresses the tips of Hatse's breasts with his tongue. See like this...

Chryse put her mouth over Beryl's breast and sucked , thrumming her tongue on her nipple. The girl felt a wave of delicious pleasure race through her. Then the mouth was gone.

Zoser now was kneeling before Hatse and he was licking her naked mons veneris. The girls eyes were closed and she was gently rocking back and forth. He muttered something and the Egyptian dropped down beside him and then lay on her back, her pert breasts did'nt sag but pointed at the stars.
He spread her legs open with his hands and and dropped to all fours between her thighs and bending forward he drew his tongue slowly upwards from her anus to the tiny knob at the top of her slit.
Beryl gasped, not at the sight of this but at the feeling of Chryse's tongue licking into her pussy as the girl knelt before her.

This is what master is doing to Hatse now.

Oh by the Gods thought Beryl this is better than scrubbing laundry
in the stream anyday!

 

[Beryl]

Beryl had been watching Zoser and Hatse with utter fascination. She wasn’t jaleous of Hatse. No, she couldn’t wait to be deflowered so she could become as talented as Hatse. She wanted Zoser to be proud of her. Most of all, she wanted to become his favorite.

Zoser turned to her and Chryse who was now standing in her back and gestured at them. “Come here! And I mean the two of you. Chryse, you bring a whip with you.“
Beryl was shocked: was he going to punish the beautiful Chryse? Zoser had a wicked smile: “Chryse, have I asked you to teach Beryl? You are such a slut! You just couldn’t keep yourself away from her, couldn’t you?”

Chryse rushed to Zoser, a whip in her hands. She went down on her knees, kissed the long stick and presented it to Zoser. She then lowered her head and kissed in feet with devotion. He took the stick, while his cock was hard and pulsing. Chryse turned around, went down on all fours and tilted her hips to offer her ass to him. She was facing Beryl.
Beryl’s eyes widened and she put her hands to her mouth. Chryse smiled: ”Don’t worry, Beryl. I did it on purpose.” Zoser added: “Yes indeed!”
Whack! The whip landed once, making the young woman arch her back. Whack! Whack! Whack! Chryse didn’t cry or moan: she was beaming with excitement.

“That’s enough for now.” Zoser’s left hand reached between Chryse’s legs, forcing them apart. Two fingers plunged in her pussy: it was soaking wet. Zoser took his fingers out and held them towards Beryl:
“Come here and lick this.” Beryl rushed, kneeled beside Chryse and took the fingers in her mouth. They were full of female juice, strong and delicious tasting juice.
“See? She loves to eat pussys and she did it to you to annoy me. Don’t worry, this is not how we punish misbehaving girls. I always know exactly what my girls hate and that’s always what they get.”

Zoser turned around:
“I want four guys here! One for Beryl’s ass and two for Hatse. I’ll share Chryse with one of you. Guys, you know the rule: the one that cums last gets a reward!”

 

[ariosto]

Orgy on the 'Eye of Ptah'...part one

Four brawny sailors, two blonde greeks and two dark nubians , stepped from the shadows. Each had been chosen, not for comliness nor grace of form but for one thing only and that thing they held stiff and erect before them. Out of the crew of two score young men these were the most blessed in size.
Zoser smiled at the effect this had on his girls, he had kept it from his concubines even. He enjoyed providig unexpected treats for them. Hatse's dark beauty drew the two blondes. Her beautiful full lips were parted in desire, her dark rimmed eyes glittered as the men approached her. She stood up and extended her arms to greet them.
Chryse remained on all fours, her ass, still flushed from the whip, swayed in front of Zoser's throbbing staff. Guiding it with both hands he slid it into her vulva and continued penetrating her body, not stopping until his testicals rested on her warm thighs. The passage had been easy, Chryse was wet from what had just transpired and what was about to. One of the black sailors was rubbing his huge cock on her cheek and into her golden hair traces of precum streeked her smooth skin and clotted in her hair.

Only Beryl seemed unsure, The greek girl's juices were still on her lips when Zoser had brought the men out. She'd been so intent on watching the other girls actions that she had not seen the approach of her own designated 'mate'.

Zoser indicated that she should drop to all fours as Chryse had done and she was about to obey him when she saw a gigantic black snake move into her field of vision. She spun and was even more startled when she realised the 'snake ' was attatched to a seven foot black sailor with a broad white grin on his face. She looked again at the cock he was holding. It was a foot long at least and she knew both her hands together could not span it.
There was no way this thing could enter her little hole without splitting her in two.

"No" she screamed.
All eyes turned to her.
"No, Master I...I can't."

Zoser said nothing, instead he snapped his fingers and two Antimacho's attendents came out. Under Demetrius supervision they stretched Beryl across a water barrel, her tender ass raised high and held her while the Nubian, no longer smiling, approached her for a second time...

The rest of the ships crew and passengers had edged closer, Zoser could make them out as they stood watching in fascination, he could tell by shadowed movements that some of them were masturbating.

Hatse uttered a cry of pain and delight as one of the greek sailors, now standing behind her, slips his heavily muscled arms under her shoulders and lifts her clear of the deck. Positioning her pussy right above the tip of his huge cock he pulls her down, slowly impaling her. The master watches with approval as the other blonde man squeezes and sucks her dusky breasts, his penis pulsing against Hatse's stomach.

Chryse is squeezing Zoser with great force, the walls of her pussy contract against him. The feeling is utterlt delicious, she has learned well. She tries to time her movements to both his thrusts and those of the Nubian whose thick meat is sliding into her wide stretched lips. She almost gags with each thrust but still only has a third of him wet with her saliva.

There's another cry. This time one of pure sharp pain. Beryl cannot take the black sailor's cock in her ass, she twists and moans within her restraining bonds as he tries to force the ebony tip into her. In frustration he is trying to tear her open with his huge bare hands. Zoser will not have the girl ruined and nods at Demetrius who throws a rope around the man's neck and with four others to help him, drags the enraged sailor away. Tears of gratitude role down Beryl's cheeks until she sees the master again motion to the old man, who begins to select crewmen at random and line them up behind Beryls totaly exposed and sweetly rounded virgin ass.

 

[Beryl]

Lesson in submission

Beryl was fascinated by the small orgy beginning a few feet away in front of her. The three males who stood there had magnificent, hard cocks that fascinated her. The two girls, Chryse and Hatse, were ordered around with a harsh, despising tone and yet they obeyed gracefully. Zoser was now standing behind Chryse and entered her with a brutal thrust, making her moan. Was his beautiful cock in her ass or cunt? Despite the torches lighting the center of the deck, it was too dark to tell. Zoser smiled briefly at Beryl, then concentrated on the girl, pounding into her with great regularity. It didn’t distract Chryse who began to suck on a cock offered to her hungry mouth.
Beryl was a bit envious, wishing Zoser would have her there soon to pleasure him, instead of casting her away to expose her ass for the silent crowds around them.

Suddenly, a naked man stood between her and the orgy scene, a tall Nubian who presented an enormous dark cock to her lips. His hand came down on his erected organ and brought it close to her face. The hand quickly started to pull back and forth on the pulsing cock. A large drop of precum emerged from the tiny slot at the tip: Beryl immediately pulled her tongue out to lick it. No sooner was she enjoying the fine liquid that the Nubian came behind her, spread her buns and pushed his cock against her tiny asshole, trying to force himself inside her.
No… It’s too big… Oh Zoser, not now… Not yet!
Beryl cried for help and the master showed mercy: he ordered the Nubian away from her. She heard him protest vehemently and the answer given to him made her shiver with fear: “Not now. I know you were first but she needs to be enlarged before you can have her. Stay right here: you know it won’t be long.”

Zoser signaled to the silent crowds: a few men stepped out, holding a rope and carrying a small barrel. They tied her up on top of the barrel, using a thick rope made of papyri fibers now biting into her tender flesh. It didn’t matter to her if they did it to keep her from running away or to make her feel even more insignificant, a novice that had so much to learn. She felt like a rabbit caught in a trap, a helpless prey offered to who ever wanted to enjoy itself over her. Her breasts were pressed against the flat top of the barrel while her head and hips hung freely over the barrel’s edge. They had spread her legs and arms, fastening these so securely that she could barely move.

Suddenly, she felt someone standing behind her. His body odor was very strong: certainly a sailor who had been sweating all day on the deck and hadn’t washed since. His hand came down on her pussy, quickly rubbing her clitoris, pinching it and pulling on it. She felt a wave of pleasure: Oooh thank you. Thank you whoever you are for giving me a little attention.
The man pulled his hand away from her. Beryl expected him to spread her moisture over her asshole. Not this time: her mouth opened and her eyes rounded as he inserted one finger into her tight anus, pulled it out, came back with two and began to twist them slowly inside her. She felt the two fingers turn towards the left, then to the right, again and again. It felt good. The fingers now rubbed back and forth inside her anus, faster and faster, sending a knot of pleasure to her pussy. She was ready to welcome him.

The fingers exited her, to be replaced by a hard cock. The man’s hands now came on her hips to hold himself onto her. He began to pound her, slowly at first then faster and faster.
She wasn’t overly excited, simply enjoying to be offered to this cock. The man stiffened and moaned: his penis suddenly stopped and grew larger. He was cuming, filling her ass with his fluids. He pulled out, and rubbed his cock on her inner thighs to clean it.

Beryl sighed and closed her eyes, waiting for what was coming next. Another man was quickly standing behind her, pushing his fat belly against her thighs. Her rubbed his cock between her offered cheeks and entered her immediately, without any other foreplay. He was moaning while pushing his cock inside her and climaxed quickly with a sharp cry. He pulled out and also rubbed his cock against her. Were these men trying to leave a mark on her?
She didn’t pay attention to the orgy anymore, wondering how many men would enjoy themselves over her tonight.

A third one came behind her and pushed his cock brutally inside her. His felt like a flat stick and was a bit shorter than the previous ones. It didn’t matter to Beryl who was beginning to enjoy herself immensely.
Yes, to spend my life like this, sharing my ass and pussy with whoever wants it. Yes, so much joy in it, opening myself to others and please them again and again… The man in her back gave a brief moan while shooting his cum inside her. Beryl smiled to herself, feeling juices drool out from her pussy onto the wood underneath her. When, oh when will Zoser allow her to be deflowered?

A fourth man came behind her and she recognized his pungent scent immediately: it was the Nubian man. His enormous cock now entered her ass easily, finding it wider and full of cum. He immediately pounded her so violently that she was sliding back and forth on the top of the barrel. The short edges were now painfully rubbing against her hips and her upper chest. She closed her eyes and began to moan. Why was he being so mean with her? She began to cry silently while the Nubian was pounding her endlessly. A hand came over her face, caressing her cheeks now drenched in tears. She opened her eyes and saw Zoser looking at her and smiling: “Good girl… I’m rough on you but you are doing very well. Oh yes… And you like it all, don’t you?”
“Yes… Yes I do…” She answered with a feeble tone, the Nubian pushing his cock as far as he could inside her.
“And you are taking this big cock in so well. I’m proud of you.”
The Nubian stopped and started to spank her, making her moan.
Zoser continued: “Yes… You were made for this… Such a good girl…”
The Nubian stopped his spanking and gave her brutal, powerful thrusts. His cock was almost too large to enjoy, but the delicious pain it gave her brought her to the edge of eternity. The man gave in to his pleasure: his enormous organ expanded a little and finally shot its load with a powerful spasm. He next put his hands on her waist, bend over her and gave a last thrust for sheer pleasure. He pulled out quickly. He was done.

Beryl was completely exhausted. And yet she was glad that the master was happy with her. Please, please, free me now. I want to lye down in a corner and just sleep…
Zoser was still standing in front of her, and wiped her tears with his hand. He saw her distress and answered her silent prayer: “Guys, this will be all for tonight. You can untie Beryl now and take her to my cabin. Lotus, come here, I want you with me tonight.” A Nubian girl came out of the darkness, a large smile on her face: she was proud the master had chosen her for the rest of night.

 

[ariosto]

Tender interlude

The 'Eyes of Ptah" turned out of the wide mouth of the river and into the rougher waters of the Mediterranian Sea. The last run for Pharos light had begun.
Beryl had spent most of the day on deck recovering from the excesses of the night before. A number of the sailors grinned and winked at her knowingly. When the sun set that last night she was sitting all alone at the stem of the ship, a fresh wind whipping through her hair.

"Beryl" The Master's long shadow fell across her face. She bowed her head.

"Look at me girl and listen.
You are very beautiful. That's why I chose you among all the women I have seen on this journey."

Her heart soared. The masters voice was soft, not demanding.

"Everything I have expected of you, you have done.
You have opened yourself to strangers as you will have to do in my service.
You have allowed them to toy with your body in
ways you did not know possible."

The ship yawed to port suddenly and the girl slipped from her seat. Zoser's strong arms caught her and held her. His eyes looked into hers.

"Tonight you will be with me.
Alone.
Not on display as before.
Tonight you will please me and I will please you."

Then he was gone. Leaving her with heart and mind in turmoil.


The moon was high in the sky and the Dog Star hung like an eye over the delta when she was finally summoned.
Hatse and Chryse had bathed her, groomed her and dressed her in a fine cotton stole that clasped over her naked breasts, her girdle too was of the finest linen cloth and a golden chain wrapped around her narrow waist. Her eyes were kohled, her fingertips and nipples hennaed
They shaved her mons again carefully and anoninted her with sweet oil.
Thus she was brought to Zoser's cabin.

A lamp hung from the swaying ceiling, providing a flickering play of light and shadow. Zoser reclined on a divan next to a table filled with fruits, and cold meats. Wine and cool water sat
by them in onyx bowls.

The master wore only a simple loin wrap and as he rose to greet her she could clearly see the outline of his staff against his leg.

He took her hand and led her to the table where with his own hand he fed her figs and oranges.
Broke bread for her and gave her dark red wine to drink.

"Thus you will be to all but me Beryl. A princess of whores. A Courtesan who in return for giving her body shall be treated as a Queen."

Zoser kissed her full red lips and took her rose tipped fingers in his.
He placed her hand on the hard muscles of his stomach.

"Take off my skirt girl.
Tonight we please each other..."

 

[Beryl]

Second Lesson

Standing in front of Zoser, the two of them alone in his cabin, Beryl unclasped the cloth around his waist and laid it on a stool nearby. He sat down on the divan and spread his legs so she could admire him. She kneeled in front of him and immediately fell in adoration with what she saw: his penis was large and dark, hanging freely underneath thick black and curly hairs. His balls were just as beautiful: heavy and round, they were resting on the edge of the bench and called for attention.
“Girl, look at me and listen to me carefully. All I want from you is to always do your absolute best to pleasure this cock… and all the cocks and pussies that I will have you service.”
She looked up at him, startled.
“Yes my dear, pussies too! First, I’ll teach you how to please a cock and!… And if you’re good at it, if you’re able to make me cum, I’ll take care of you.”
She nodded.
“Now take my cock gently… Yes hold it up… “
It was soft and warm, as if it were sleeping, and the skin was very smooth.
“First, you must lick it clean… And I want your left hand on my balls… Yes, that’s right, just hold them.”
She bent over and enjoyed his wonderful male scent: it made her happy to obey. Her tongue came out, wrapped itself around the tip, explored it then went up and down the entire length of his cock to cover it with her saliva.

“Hmmmm. That’s good enough, girl. “
She kept her eyes lowered, showing she was awaiting his orders. He sent his left hand on her hair to give her = a gentle caress. He took his hand away, stretched a little and reclined slightly.
“Now you are going to help that cock get hard. Yes, keep it your hand and now press it gently… yes… and pull the skin gently forward… and back… Gently, girl …. Don’t slow down! And always keep that same rhythm… Yes… go on, girl… go on… I’ll tell you when to stop.”
She sent her hand a little bit up and down, frightened to hurt him. He was observing her silently, enjoyed that his cock should be the first this virgin had to masturbate. She got bolder and exerted a light pressure at the top: the cock pulsed in response, waking up from a deep slumber. She sent her hand back and forth again, slowly increasing the pressure. The cock in her hand became harder, but was not fully erected yet.

“Not too bad. You’ll get better at it with time. Now I want you to tease this cock with your tongue, yes, lick it again… Yes…. Take it in your mouth and caress it inside your mouth with your tongue. Good…. I want you to to suck it and you must do your best to squeeze it with your lips. Hmmmmm…. Not too hard girl… Yes, just like that. And you do the same as you did with your hand… Good… Go back to the tip and suck it a bit harder…. Hmmmm…. Go on, girl, we’re not done yet… And I can feel your teeth… Yes, it’s better that way…. Much better… Take it all in, as much as you can….”
She obeyed him and slowly went up and down on. His cock was now hard and she was proud of it. She got bolder again, trying to have his cock as much as she could inside her mouth. Up and down, up and down, again and again.. She accelerated her movement, squeezing him just enough so it would remind him of other pleasures. I could do this forever, I’m so proud to be at your feet, to obey you and pleasure you, just the way you want me to. I belong to you Zoser, I belong to your cock….

“Oooh, Beryl, wait… You’re too good… Wait!” She obeyed and paused, the cock pulsing in her warm and moist mouth. She had been enjoying herself tremendously, but she was now understanding that his pleasure depended on her… That she could titillate him, bring him to the verge of shooting his load, torture him by keeping him from it… She gave his cock a short and tender bite then took it in and out of her mouth, sucking and pulling on it harder and harder each time it was back inside her mouth .
“Hmmmm…. That’s good… Stop now…. Stop!”
She reluctantly took her head back, her hand holding his cock, keeping it warm. He sat up and took her head with both hands: “You’re doing very well and I could cum right now. But I want more from you. Listen, I am now going to force myself in your mouth and my cock will enter your throat… It won’t be comfortable on you, but you will accept it because I’m your master… And because you belong to me and you want to please me. And you do want to please me, don’t you?”
She nodded: “Yes I do…”
“Good. I’ll guide you and it won’t take long…”

He stood up and she sat on the divan, legs wide opened as he had done before. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. His hands were hard on her head, holding it firmly in place. His hard cock entered her mouth immediately: it was so thick and hard, it reminded her of the Nubian who had been her last lover the night before.
Zoser gave gentle pushes to rub the tip of his cock against the back of her mouth. Then came a harder push and his cock reached her throat, cutting her breath. He pulled out a little, to allow her to inhale and pushed his cock back all the way until it bumped into her throat again. She couldn’t breathe anymore and the cock was hurting her: she began to moan. But the cock was filling her mouth so completely that the sound didn’t go past her lips. It didn’t stop Zoser, who kept pushing his cock in and out of her throat, allowing her to breathe shortly when he was freeing her throat. He ended up slamming into her, pushing himself as deep as he could despite her tears rolling onto his hands. She was now torn between pain and pleasure and yet she was enjoying both, proud to have him take her so completely, so fully.
His cock was pounding into her throat until, finally, Zoser began to moan. Pleasure was rising into him and he now kept his cock to her mouth to give quick and powerful thrusts.
“Aaaaaahhhh….. “ His entire body stiffened, and his semen rushed out, flooding her mouth. He simply stood there, towering over her, enjoying the moment.

“ Lick me clean girl…”
She obeyed him again, her tongue like a gentle caress on his engorged penis.
“Good. Now say: Thank you master ”
“Thank you master.”
“Move away, I need to lie down.” He gave a long sigh. She was fantastic and she didn’t need to know it.
He patted the free space at his left side: “Beryl, come here please….” She obeyed, happy he would allow her next to him.
“For a first time, that was a fine job. You deserve a reward: I’m going to please you girl. But I need some rest first.”
She nodded, smiling to herself. The memory of their first encounter was still very vivid to her and she hoped that his reward was to go down on her.

 

[ariosto]

Breasts

They both must have dozed for awhile, for the lamp had gone out and only gentle moonlight filled the cabin when she next opened her eyes. Zoser was lying beside her resting on an elbow, his hand was cupping her breast, squeezing it, toying with her nipples. She saw that the one he was playing with had grown stiff and the pink aereole around it had contracted an darkened.

"Breasts are wonderful things Beryl. They are the part of the woman that cause the warmest and most comfortable sensation to a man. Their roundness like twin full moons marks you in the way you most differ from men. The bearer of children, the suckler of young. All men wish to nurse, to enjoy once again the security of a mother's breast..."

As he talked his hands were ceaselessly caressing and squeezing her, pinching and pulling until each little bud stood proud and firm.

"When I put my lips to you, I can imagine that I will draw in warm sweet milk ..."

His lips close over her nipple and the swollen tip of her right breast, gently sucking. His hand forms itself around the full curving base and squeezing he draws it upward, forcing more of her into his mouth. His sucking becomes stronger. Tingling waves of warmth are spreading from her chest to her loins. Beryl arches her back trying to thrust upward into his mouth.
He stops and gives the same delicous treatment to her other breast. She sees that the area around the hard tips has become engorged, she seems to have a small tit bursting from the larger one beneath, they feel full and heavy a warm pleasent ache resides there.

Zoser continues...

His long fingers pinch one of her nipples almost hard enough to hurt, holding it tight, pulling it a little, he pushes his tongue into the tiny depression at it's center. It's like pushing a button. Beryl moans places her hands on the sides of her breasts.

"Yes , now push them together. Men are drawn to the perfect curving symetry of them of the moons against each other. They imagine their cock buried between them."

Instead of his cock, Zoser buries his face and begins licking the damp hot place deep betwen her tits and licking his way slowly and thoroughly all the way to the rosey tips.

The Master once again engulfs her with his mouth and this time as he sucks the fully aroused and sensitive flesh she feels his teeth, not hard at first but harder as he slowly draws his mouth from her. Pulling her breasts away from her chest.
His sharp white teeth rake painfully across her aereola, thin bite hard enough to make her cry out as reach the nippled end.

"One can be rough as well as sweet, Beryl. The tit enjoys both ways."

 

[Beryl]

A Tough Master

Zoser was now holding her arms so firmly that his hands felt like iron to her. She was forced to keep pressing her breasts together, submitting one more part of herself to him. All gentleness he had displayed earlier was now fading away, he was now turning into a ferocious beast. He was being rough on her, biting her nipples harder than ever, making her clench her teeth… And yet waves of pleasure were flowing from her tortured nipples down to her tender opening.
“Blessed be the Gods that brought me to you, Zoser” she thought, feeling ashamed for her tears running down her cheeks once again. He was teaching her to welcome and treasure the pleasure that lies beyond pain, the joy in submitting totally to his desire.

Zoser moaned and began to rub his slick and hard cock on her smooth mons veneris. It made the craving of her pulsing vagina unbearable.
“Zoser, please… please… Take me.”
He stopped working on her left nipple and grinned as he saw that it was bleeding slightly. He looked into her eyes: “It is not up to you to tell me what to do.”
He sent his hand down between her legs and two fingers probed gently her flooded vagina. “Good girl… All wet for her master…”
His hands pulled her arms away from her breasts and he went on all fours, taking leave of her body. “I'm glad that you want to give me that tight virgin pussy of yours... and I’m dying to have my cock claim that last part of your body and spit a good load into it… But it’s not time for that yet. I have other plans for you.”

She felt crushed, almost on the verge of despair: why was he still refusing her? He went to her side and stood up, his magnificent cock standing hard before him.
“Demetrius!”
The older servant came in and rushed to the divan: “Yes master?”
“Don’t set your hopes too high my old friend. She’s still a virgin. You don’t believe me? Beryl, show him.”
She blushed. Demetrius ordered her with a sharp tone:
“Spread your legs as much as you can, girl, and your labia too.”
She obeyed and closed her eyes, exposing her vagina to the older man. She opened her eyes to see his mouth open on a large grin, revealing missing teeth.

“Demetrius, go get me Lotus and her brother. I want them here… now!”
Old Demetrius nodded and left them immediately.
Zoser turned towards her: “You still have so much to learn, and it won’t be long until we reach Alexandria. There’s no time to loose: I want you to be fully operational when we get there.”

Footsteps echoed in the cabin: “Ah Lotus! There you are… Come sit here on the divan and spread your legs wide open. Beryl, you kneel down and you’ll do as I say.” Lotus smiled at Beryl and sat next to her then quickly spread her legs as she had been told.
Beryl didn't move, her eyes reflecting fear as she saw Lotus’ brother stand next to Zoser. It was the Nubian who had impaled her with his whose enormous cock the night before.
She implored: “Oh no, master! No… Not him… “
It angered Zoser: “Who do you think you are to say yes or no? I swear I’ll have you ride the wooden pony for that when we get to Alexandria. So you’re worried for that little asshole of yours? That’s precisely why Hakurna is here for: you’re much too tight. Now shut up, get on your knees and do as I say.”

Hakurna grinned and threw his loin cloth away to masturbate easily while watching the girls. This was going to be a lot of fun and he could barely wait until Beryl's ass would be his again.

 

[ariosto]

The Unexpected...

Unfortunately Hakurna would have to wait a very long time... For at precisely that moment, the helmsman of the Eyes of Ptah, distracted by the scene unfolding in the cabin,
was peeking in the window instead of tending the great steering oar and with a shattering crash,
the ship under full sail, tore her bottom out on the lurking sandbar. She was gone in two minutes....

Dawn on the coast of Egypt...
Found a scattering of debris and few survivors from the ill fated ship.
Of the Antimachos party, Zoser, Demetrius and Hatse alone had survived. Of the crew only two sailors and Hakurna saw the sunrise.

Demetrius and the sailors had used a scrap of sail to rig an awning to protect from the blistering rays of the rising sun. In the questionable shade Zoser lay unconcious, his head in the lap of the young village girl. Hatse sat disconsolately looking out to sea and the loss of all she owned and beloved Chryse. She began to weep.
By the shore the Nubian and crewmen were shifting through the wreckage trying to find anything that might be of use.

Zoser stirred.

"Shut up girl."
Demetrius turned on the concubine.
"The master is awake."

The first thing he saw was her Beryls warm smile. He hung on to that as the world swung in crazy circles.
"Where are we?" He whispered.
"We are safe Lord. Our ship was sunk, but we are safe...."

"Yes we are."
Demetrius stood there,
"And you can thank this girl for saving you. We were all ashore and thinking you lost when
she came struggling up the beach, dragging you."

"Is it true girl...you saved me."

Beryl bowed her head and said nothing. Her gentle fingers stroked his feverish brow.

The world spun away...

When next he woke the sun was low in the west and Hakurna had started a fire to cook some fish they'd managed to catch that afternoon.
Zoser was much more lucid now. Lucid enough to realize what condition he was in.
The girl still pillowed his head on her thighs, stroking his brow.

"Beryl call Demetrius for me."
His voice was still a cats whisper.

The old man appeared in an instant.
"Tell me how we stand. Spare nothing."
Zoser tried to sit up. Beryl held his shoulders, his head lay on her warm breast.

'The ship is gone Master and nearly all aboard. The girl Chryse was lost with the rest. We are on a beach, as best I can tell, about 60 miles from Alexandria.
We can get food from the sea, but of water almost nothing..."

Zoser shut his eyes and absorbed the devastating news. The loss of the Greek girl hit him especially hard.

"You need to start moving then. Tonight as the sun sets and make as many leagues as possible by morning."

The old man nodded his head in agreement.
"Yes we will. We must move at night. We..."

"NO....not we. You, you and the rest.
You will send back for me when you reach the city."

"Why Master Zoser, why..."

"I cannot walk old friend. I cannot move my legs at all."

Beryl understood none of the conversation since it was all exchanged in Greek. But from the look on Demetrius face she new that something was terribly wrong.

 

[Beryl]

The Love Shack

The smell of grilled fish cheered the castaways and they gathered for a frugal dinner. As was customary, the males sat around the campfire while the two girls remained with Zoser. Old Demetrius had done wonders: he had found dome fresh Rosemary and added it to the fish. It tasted delicious and thanks to the Gods, one of the amphorae that survived the wreck was found to contain a delicious Delta wine.

Zoser was now comfortably installed in a small shack hastily made with bits of wood salvaged from the “Eye of Ptah”. Beryl and Hatse fed him with so much devotion that it made him he feel like a newborn. Further away, the males had finished eating and were now discussing the details on their upcoming march to Alexandria.
Beryl sat to Zoser’s left and was trying to keep her shoulders thrown back so her breasts would look bigger. She gave him wine to drink, hoping he wouldn’t find the tumbler too crude: he was such a fine gentleman. Nobles of Alexandria were used to the luxuries of the best houses and they were offended if offered tableware similar to the one used by peasants. But Zoser was now beyond such temperamental behavior and he took the tumbler, his fingers brushing hers slightly. She lowered her head and blushed.

Hakurna’s head popped inside the shack: “Master! Demetrius and the sailors are ready to leave. Are you sure they have to take Hatse? They’ll move a lot faster without her…”
Zoser grumbled: “You know there’s barely enough food and water to sustain more than three people… Tell them to take her along… and to put her to good use if they need to. But they’d better hurry!” The Nubian nodded and gestured to Hatse: she stood up and followed him to join the three men standing next to the fire. Hakurna relayed the master’s orders with crude gestures and ordered the party to leave right away. Increasing darkness quickly swallowed them.
Zoser called Hakurna back: “You stay right outside the shack and you keep a close watch. Beryl and I are going to be busy. I’ll call you in if I need you.”

Inside the shack, Zoser laid his hand on Beryl’s check and gave it a quick caress: “Girl… Take your dress off.”
She obeyed immediately, keeping her eyes down.
“Now take my loincloth off…” He lifted his hips and winced slightly at the pain. ”Good. Now we are going to take care of each other in a special way. Turn around and climb over me, I want your face above my cock.”
Beryl obeyed and her ass was soon in the air, exposing her two intimate openings to his eyes. It was a beautiful sight and Zoser’s mouth began to water.
“Now, you’re going to suck on my cock just like I taught you…And I’ll take care of you in the meantime. Girl, get your ass closer to my face.”

She took his cock with her right hand: it was already a little firm but definitely needed some help. She began by licking it conscientiously, enjoying the smell of his male body odor. She next put her right hand on the cock and began her duty by pulling gently the skin back and forth… and back and forth…
Suddenly, she felt Zoser’s tongue entering her moist slot and it licked at it voraciously. He next pulled on her labia, sucked on them, moving his tongue now and then inside her throbbing hole. It was so delicious that she arched and stopped masturbating him. His face still buried in her pussy, Zoser gave her a quick slap on the ass to remind her of her assignment. It made his cock grow harder: she immediately guided it inside her mouth. She now pumped on it with a regular motion and her hardened nipples brushed his hips.

The night was increasingly colder and it felt good to have her trying to muffle up his cock with her warm tongue and mouth. He was holding her by the hips, his mouth locked to her pussy to savor her juices.
Beryl increased the pressure of her sucking, making Zoser moan. He soon began to stretch, and his cock began to pulse under her tongue. The pleasure was so intense that he stopped working on her and he threw his head away from her genitals to better watch them. Such a lovely sight! A pink rose hole nestled in her ass and tempting him again, while her smooth and clean pussy displayed engorged labia. He sent two fingers to her clitoris and pinched it gently. She moaned and she knew better now: she kept working on his cock. He pulled his fingers back and crossed his arms underneath his head to better watch her. She was sucking on and on, his cock bumping into her mouth.
Ah, if only he could thrust himself into her throat again… Have her choke on his cock again…

Beryl increased the pressure on his hard and slick cock and he spread his legs a little to throw his hips upwards.
Aaaaaaaaaah…. Pent-up semen erupted and splashed into Beryl’s mouth. She kept her mouth locked on his cock, enjoying the gift. She was so exhausted that she didn’t move away. She closed her eyes and waited, her mouth a warm and soft case to his slowly softening cock.
“Beryl, you don’t have to keep it warm all night long… Not tonight, anyway… Turn around girl…”
She obeyed and gave him an anxious stare. Was she going to sleep outside the shack?
Zoser smiled. “Come lie down next to me, girl… Let’s keep each other warm.”
She had a luminous smile and happily did as he had asked her. He nestled his head against her breasts, quickly falling asleep while Beryl was caressing his hair.
She was smiling to herself: the wreck of the “Eye of Ptah” was giving her an edge she would never have had otherwise. Soon, very soon, she would mean the world to him.

The cold first rays of Ra came above the horizon, barely dissipating the early morning freshness and humidity.
Zoser woke up first and turned to Beryl. He had never noticed how pure and beautiful her face looked like when she was asleep. “Good morning Beryl… Wake up, beautiful girl…”
No reaction. He took her head in his hands and gave her a long slow kiss. Her eyelids opened slightly and she gently answered her kiss.
“Good morning Master”
“I have been up for a while… I need to tell you this: I have been so rough on you… And yet you saved my life!
She shook her head. “Master, I’m just a peasant girl and I know I have much to learn…”
“Very well, but I owe you my life. You are doing very well, girl. The least I can do when we get to Alexandria is to make you my queen… The Queen of Whores! You deserve better than to service one man after the other…”
“Oh Master, do you really mean it?”
“Yes I do. Now, since we have at least one whole day to ourselves, how about if I teach you to play with your button? You never touched yourself, haven’t you?”
She blushed and lowered her eyes. For the first time, Zoser found it charming.
“I want you to be able to make yourself cum… And to do it in such a way that a man watching you would get a hard on. You’ll love it. Do you agree?”
“Oh yes Master… Can I go pee first?“
“Hurry up girl. And don’t go too far, Hakurna is asleep right now.”
She left the shack and stepped over the Nubian lying across the threshold. A day alone with Zoser... And he was going to teach her to please herself… This was more than she could have ever asked for.

 

[ariosto]

Teaching Beryl to please herself, part one

When she returned Zoser had managed to arrange some cloth and stray cushions into a kind of sloping divan, which he motioned the girl to lie on.
"Wait Beryl first take off every bit of cloth. Wear only the rings and bracelets I gave you."

She did as she was told and he marveled once again at the smooth perfection of her form. He appraised her from shapely foot and narrow ankle, through swelling hips and narrow waist, over high eager breasts long graceful neck to her perfect face...Oh yes he'd chosen wisely indeed.

She looked at him eagerly...

" I will be your client girl, a Ptolemaic Prince perhaps or a wealthy Persian merchant...Let me see your hands."

She held them out. They were marvels of delicate femininity. A woman's hands as Zoser well knew could be extremely erotic just in themselves.

"Good, a man will look at your hands, especially when you touch yourself. They must always be clean and well groomed....
Are you ready?"

"Yes Master."

He grimaced,
"You will not call me that anymore. You are not a slave. In public I am Lord Antimachos, in private I am Zoser. Understand?"
She nodded.

"Wet your lips with your tongue and make them moist.
Now lick your fingers and touch your nipples."

The little buds responded instantly. Zoser watched with great satisfaction as the pink aereole darkened and contracted, pushing the tips of her breasts stiffly upwards.

"Good. Now cup your breast with one hand...yes, lift like you were giving it to me to eat.
Now pinch your nipple, pull it...thats right."

Zoser found himself getting an erection as he watched her. He opened his skirt so she could better watch the effect she was having on him.

"Squeeze your breasts now, squeeze them together. We want him to imagine his hands are doing it.
That's right. Squeeze them and pull at your nipples..."

He saw that Beryl was getting very flushed and
It might have been his imagination but he could swear the tiny hood he could make out right in the 'V' of her naked mons was beginning to swell.

"Now run your hands down your body girl all the way to your sex...no no! slowly, slowly
Right, now part your legs, not to much, just so I can see what's between them."

Her clit was visible as a tiny pearl at the top of the labia. Her pussy was already somewhat engorged
and her lips were like a short pink seam running along the top of a gentle mound.

"Take your fingers and wet them again Beryl. Yes.
Now run them along your slit. No not in it, not yet, just gently along the top...yessss."

Zoser had begun to stroke himself, she was watching him. paying to much attention to what HE was doing.

"No you musn't look at me now, think only of yourself, your own pleasure. You can close your eyes."

Her fingers were causing the outer lips to distend and begin to open. Zoser saw more and more of her moist rosey petals.

"Oh yes...
Now wet your finger inside yourself and touch the little bud above your opening."

Beryl pushed a finger into her vagina. It was so hot and tight, she swirled the finger, relishing the waves of excitement that coursed through her body. Then almost reluctantly she withdrew it and touched her clitoris.

"Move your fingers...push it up, down...yes rub it, don't be to gentle..."

The master's words became more distant as her fingers instinctively took over, carrying her
into a fevered heat of delicious sensations...

(end part one)

 

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[ariosto]

You did well...

Zoser watched her fingers begin to move in a natural rhythym. Her legs had opened more and bent slightly at the knee...

"Move your hips a little Beryl. Slide yourself against your fingers, don't let them do all the work."

His voice sounded closer and indeed it was, he had moved his chair near enough to hear the delicious moist sounds of her
own penetrations. Her mons was glistening and swollen like a
small soft loaf of bread split down the middle...

her two fingers were sliding in deeper with each stroke, beads of sweat lay on Beryl's forehead.

"Tell me how it feels girl."

"Ohhh...I
It makes heat in me...but...I...shiver.
It...it...itches and it...it..."

Zoser smiled.
"Good, now use your thumb to rub your pearl while your fingers
slide along the open lips...
spread them open..."

He could not resist and kneeling leaned forward licked the inticeing pink opening...her juices were hot and rich.

Beryl shuddered with his touch.

"No, no. I wanted to taste you that's all.
Now go on rub it. Rub it harder."

Her fingers had slipped back inside and were moving in short frenzied motions.

"Curl your the tips Beryl, make them rub the walls of your sex."

"Ohhhhhhhhh..........masterrrrrr....."
Her voice trailed to a fevered whisper but her body was arching into her hand and every muscle in it was drawn tight.
Her nipples stood high and stiff off her young breasts, her full lips were open, she was breathing rapidly through them, a rosy flush was spreading across her skin...

Zoser knew she would reach the edge momentarily.

"Put a third finger in Beryl and a fourth if you can...rub your clit harder!...that's right...faster....faster...."

Zoser's senses were raging up making it hard too......

The girl cried out!
"AHHHHHHH....OHhhhhhhhhhhhh... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....."

Beryls legs were clenched tight around her hand which was still buried between them. Her body was beaded in sweat and suffused with the flush of orgasm, her face was smiling....

"Open your eyes girl."

She did and saw Zoser standing a few feet away, holding his staff
which was still pulsing and dripping with his own spend.

"Clean me Beryl. You did well."

 

[Beryl]

Morning Exercize

She closed her eyes again, seeking the energy to pull herself out of ecstasy… Her fingers were moist and she took them to her mouth, to lick them. She enjoyed the taste of her own juices even better than the taste of cum. If it hadn’t been for the wreck, she would have been taught to pleasure another girl.

“Come here girl” She went down on all fours to cover the short distance that separated her from Zoser. Her head was soon between his legs and she went on her knees to service him as he had demanded of her.
He gave her his sticky fingers to lick then held his cock for her mouth.
“Gently girl, it’s sensitive now”
She parted her lips, allowing him to push his cock inside her mouth. Ooooh, it felt so delicious to have it taking possession of her mouth again, so delicious… Nothing mattered more to her than to be the warm keeper of his precious cock, his warm and moist case whenever he wanted her too. Her mouth became watery and Zoser felt it. He caressed her cheek gently and smiled at her:
“Good girl. Look at me… You’re always wanting to give me your best, aren’t you?”
Her mouth filled with his cock, she couldn’t answer and hoped he could read her eyes.
He gave her hair a gentle stroke. “I want you to wake up Hakurna… With your mouth on his cock. Call me if he wants more from you.” He pulled himself out of her “Help me out of this chair, I want to see how you’ll do it.”
She stood up and helped him come closer to the opening of the schack. He sat down and winced a little, but the pain was nothing compared to what he had endured the days before. He gestured for her to go to the Nubian still sleeping across the threshold. The man was sound asleep, and luckily enough, his crotch was in full view. Beryl kneeled down next to him and looked up at Zoser. He waved at her again, gesturing that she should move just a little so he could see her better. His hand resting on his crotch, he smiled at her and watched her;

She began by untying the cloth, exposing Hakurna’s extraordinary endowments to full view. Zoser felt a bit envious, recalling how the giant penis had entered Beryl’s ass and made her whimper, even though she had taken three cocks before. Aaaaaah, to be in Alexandria, have her finally deflowered and have her service his best friends…
She began by stroking gently the black penis while observing Hakurna who remained motionless. It took a short while until the penis gave a slight reaction to her efforts. It was not erected, just a little bit firm. She took it into her mouth, paused to allow saliva to increase within her mouth and finally sent her head up and down the thick cock.
Hakurna smiled to himself and opened his eyes: Beryl was now working faster on him.
“Beryl… Ooooooh Beryl….”
He sent his left hand to her breasts and pinched her nipple. She gave a little cry and continued to suck on him, her head moving up and down, and up… and down…

 

[ariosto]

Hidden Talent

Zoser limped down to the beach while Beryl was attending the Nubian and sank down into the water, letting it wash over his battered legs and back. Late this afternoon Demetrius should reach the town of Aggas and the main road to Alexandria...another day to get there, then a swift ship to pick them up. Four days should see them in the City....

Hakurna watched the little girl trying so hard to accomadate him into her mouth. Her lips were stretched tight and her cheeks looked full of melons...
He laughed, a big booming laugh which shook him out of her mouth entirely. She sat there looking very upset, hands on her hips.

"Lord Antimachos told me to pleasure you this way and...and..."

"Just take me in your hands little maid...that's right down there.
Both hands one above the other..."

Beryl's fingers wrapped around the huge black shaft but fell far short of encircling it. She began
pulling upwards and the pliant skin moved up around a rod hard as iron.

"That's right. Slow...slow....all the way up, now down...yes...yessss..."

Beryl began to enjoy the ryhthym. She leaned forward sliding his skin all the way to the bottom, then squeezing tight she slowly stroked back up again, and again, and again...

"Mistress Beryl, please..."
She looked at him. What had he called her!

"Please, sing for me...sing while you do this."

As the girl stroked the Giant, she began to sing and her voice was like that of a lark and a clear running stream.

On the beach Zoser heard her and struggled back up through the sand to kneel and watch and listen.
The young woman had an extraordinary voice, yet another attribute to mark.

She sang songs she had learned as little girl, with her hands never stopping, stroking...stroking...stroking.

Without a shudder, Hakurna began to ejaculate. Streamers of milky cum flew and flowed from his cock, running down her hands and across her face and breasts.
Beryl sang through it all and did not stop until the Nubian himself reached out and stilled her hands with a sigh.

"What did you call me?",she asked.

"He called you Mistress girl. A princess must have servants, Hakurna is yours. I give him to you."
Only then did she realize that Zoser had been watching and listening all along.