Sofia and the Sultan's Harem

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Sofia and the Sultan's Harem a closed thread for unspoilt_princess and cgraven read along and enjoy.

Hyrum Dorset was in his mid-fifties and had been a widower sense his wife had parched in an explosion at his aviation factory. His daughter Gwen had escaped with only minor injuries. Hyrum had nor been as lucky he had suffered serious injuries and the loose of sight in his right eyes. His face bore the scare of that explosion and wore an eyepatch. His scares had held him back from any romantic involvements. Gwen had tried to convince her father that his scares were not a barrier to romance, he smiled and simply would kiss her on the forehead.

Gwen was a vivacious young redhead with a bigluing smile and vibrant green eyes. She had just graduated from Mrs. Smith Academy for young ladies. The school’s title may have been a bit misleading for it was not a finishing school but a school that took the young ladies academic education quite seriously. Hyrum had received a cablegram from his daughter Gwen saying she would be arriving on Saturday and she was bring a school chum Sofia. Hyrum could not help but wonder what Gwen’s friend would be like. He was looking forward to having the laugher of young woman echoing through the house, it had been to long sense laughter filled the house.

Saturday morning dawn bright and sunny and the drive to the aerodrome was refreshing. Hyrum stood on the apron by the terminal and shaded his eyes as he search the airship that was bringing Gwen and her fried home to Dayton from Hartford. He saw the smudge of smoke on the horizon, a smile bowed his lips as he knew that smudge heralded the arrival SS Navision. Hyrum watched the four stack liner drift closer to the mooring pylons. He watch the liner slowly descend, made fast to the pylons, the gangplank lowered. As the passengers began to descend the gangplank he scanned the debarking passengers for Gwen and her friend. When he saw Gwen, he waved.
 
I am Sofia 18 and a newly minted graduate of Mrs. Smith's Academy for Young ladies where I focused on the sciences with my best friend Gwen. Gwen and I have had adjoining bunks and when she realized I am an orphan (a well to do one) brought up by my wealthy Grandma, she took me under her wing and became almost like an older sister to me though I am just a couple of months younger to her. She has always been so well put together. We always drew stares from everyone at school. Her alabaster skin and radiant red hair contrasts so much with my olive tinged complexion and raven hair. She is 5'7'' curvy and statuesque while i am 5'3'' 96# but athletic. I am so excited to finish school and meet my best friend's family. I have never really cared for my appearance but I have made an effort wearing my cleanest tights under my knee length asymmetrical dress and liberally spit and polished my lace up 3" high boots. My hair are tied in a neat bun and I have topped it of with a brown equestrienne top hat with a little black mesh fascinator going across. I haven't felt so fancy in a long while as I take Gwen's arm as we disembark.
 
A broad smile creased Hyrum Dorset rugged face when he saw Gwen. He could hardly restrain his unabashed wave when he had spotted her. Her shimmering red hair was easy to spot. When she reached the foot of the gangway Hyrum enfolded his daughter in his arms. “Gwen you look ravishing.” He kissed his daughter on her cheek. He then turned to Gwen’s companion and “Who is this gorgeous young creature.”

He looked deeply the young girl’s flashing dark eyes, he found them captivating. Her olive tinged complexion was Mediterranean possibly Spanish, or Southern French. She was younger than Gwen perhaps 18 or so and yet Hyrum found himself looking at her not as a schoolgirl but as a woman. He doffed his gray top hat. “You must be Sofia, Gwen friend. Welcome to Dayton.”

Linked arm and arm with Gwen and Sofia he escorted them to his Stanly Steamer. The porter placed their luggage in the boot of the car. He drove them out to “The Elms” the family estate. The estate was secluded and sat on a bluff overlooking the river. The afternoon was spent in small talk and just relaxing after their long voyage. Evening came and with it a formal dinner. Hyrum was sipping a cocktail and waiting for Gwen in her friend Sofia. He heard a giggle from the head of the staircase, and he turned and saw two visions of beauty.
 
It was so nice to soak in a warm bath after the long journey. When I got out i found a beautiful white nightgown on the bed and a note in Gwen's handwriting that said. "this is for you. I know you are tired. I will help you unpack tomorrow." I smiled and gave blew a kiss. Gwen is so thoughtful. I quickly wore the nightgown and it was so beautiful. It was not sheer but did let a little of the light pass through and flowed like water to just above my knees as it hung down from my breasts. Gwen knocked and asked if she could come in and I hugged her tightly as she came in.

I felt I was part of a family after so many years. She herself was beaming in a beautiful flowing nightgown similar to mine. She held me at arms length to see how the nightgown fit me and it was perfect. She said it was hers from 2 years back and that she knew I would be the size that she was then. We giggled and started making our way downstairs. The charms dangling from my anklet gently chiming as we joked about the characters we knew at school.
 
Hyrum stood there at the bottom of the staircase in his military cut tuxedo. The form fitting bellareio jacket accentuated his powerful physic. His ginger hair, a touch of sliver at the temples was neatly brushed back, his dark hazel eyes followed the two lovely visions in white descend the stairs arm in arm. The gowns were daring to say the least, the material was a sheer, translucent, and draped the girl’s figure like shimmering fluid that daringly cut. The plunging necklines accentuated the firm rise of their breasts, showing a general amount of cleavage, and clung to their nipples.

Hyrum Dorset was realized that his daughter and her friend were no longer schoolgirls but sensual young women. His eyes seemed to be drawn to Sofia, her petite figure, stunning, her shimmering hair blue black like the sun caught on a raven’s wing and her complexion flawless. He felt a sexual stirring that he had not felt in many years, not sense the death of his wife. Gwen gave a sensual little smile as if to say she understood those stirring. She lifted Sofia hand that she held and had the young beauty give a little pirouette, as if she was showing the young dark haired beauty off for her father’s pleasure.

“Very Lovely.” Hyrum was finally able to say, his voice deep and sexually sensual. Linking his arms with Gwen and Sofia he escorted both young beauties into the dining room. He was very aware of Sofia sensual young body close to his, the scent of her hair, the fresh scrubbed fragrance of her body. Sofia was sat to his right, and Gwen to his left. The diner consisted of several courses each served with their own wine and it seemed that Gwen never let Sofia glass run dry, and each time she refilled the glass she gave her father a wicked little smile.

“Sophia why not tell father about yourself. I am sure he would be interested .” Gwen was acting like a mischievous child.
 
I turn to you and blush at your attentive gaze and as I tuck a stray lock behind my ear. "well Mr. Dorset I am just so glad I met Gwen at the academy and she is like a sister to me. I grew up in the Basque region and am the grand daughter of the Countess of Navarre but my father was an adventurer and came from a long line of Scottish nobles who married women in lands their adventures took them so I guess in a way I am from everywhere and nowhere."

I sip the wine and nervously wait to see if you have more questions for me. My lips have taken on the burgundy color of the wine as I rest my other hand on my thigh. The nightgown has ridden up my thigh a little as I have crossed my legs and nervously shake my dangling foot.
 
Navarre so Sofia came from the shadows of the Pyrenes in Basque region of France and Spain. Sofia spoke of her family with a wistful air. The young beauty blushed as she sipped her wine, that blush tinged her cheeks the most fetching shade of pink and her lips shimmered with a ripe rich gloss of the burgundy wine. Yet as Sofia spoke there was a sadness in her voice that hinted at a sense of loss.

“Navarre is a small and some what isolate country Sofia what drew you to our shores .” I found myself wanting to know more about this gorgeous young beauty. I noticed that Gwen was looking at Sofia as well and that look was laced with a youthful lust. I knew that Gwen had been attracted to young women as well as young men. The question that arose in my mind was there more to her invitation than just as a friend. Yet I also found that I was looking at young Sofia with a growing lust of my own.

When the last course of dinner was served and we were sipping our brandy I asked, “Sofia would you do me the honor of a dance? Gwen would you put on a waltz?”
 
I blush as i place my hand in yours and am surprised as you pull me close and hold me tight as the music starts. The way you lead me and twirl me, I feel I am floating. Your eye contact is so intense that I just keep blushing and my pulse quickens feeling the sensuality of the music and your touch as your move us through it. The music hits a crescendo you pull me in close, your right hand goes under my nightgown clasping my bare thigh where it meets the curve of my ass pulling my left leg up to circle around and entwine you as you dip me back. My hair almost touching the floor as you hold me in that position looking at the fabric of my gown stretched by my heaving little breasts. I can hear Gwen clap in the back and I am just so embarrassed and flustered and do not know what to do.
 
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Hyrum extended his hand to Sofia as the strains of the waltz began. He felt so young as he took Sofia into his arms. The feel of her young vibrant body close to his excited him as nothing else had in years. His hand rested in the small of Sofia’s back as he drew her closer to him in the classic dancers pose. His body flowed with the strains of the music and drew hers along with his. The music, the sway of their bodies, seemed so hypnotic. Hyrum’s hand slipped lower from the small of the gorgeous creature’s back his hand slipped under Sofia’s nightgown clasping her bare thigh where it meets the curve of my ass and he forcefully pulled her left leg up to circle around and entwine around his as he dipped Sofia low.

His dark hazel eyes bore into hers with a lustful intensity. The soft clapping of Gwen’s hands seemed to urge Dorset on. Time seemed to stand still; his lips lowered to the young girl’s. Hyrum kissed Sofia, the tip of his tongue slid along the sensual bow of the girl’s lips, he let that kiss linger and deepen until there was no past, no future, just here and now until they shared the same life giving breath. Slowly Hyrum broke the kiss, he smiled into the gasping girl’s eyes, “I think we can do away with your gown Sofia.” His voice was husky raked with the growing passion he felt for this gorgeous young creature. He could feel the racing beating of Sofia’s heart could see her life force pulsing in the hollow of her neck. Hyrum saw her tittering on the edge of the abyss. Once again his lips crushed to hers.

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Sofia and Gwen were not the only ones that had arrived on the SS Navision and Hyrum Dorset was not the only one to notice that Sofia and Gwen were no longer schoolgirls. They saw the two young woman as valuable commodities.
 
I am terrified as Hyrum forcefully kisses me. He has one hand under my nightgown as the other gropes at my breasts from over the gown. I look at Gwen with pleading eyes. I have been so engrossed with school, I have never bothered to think about the needs of my flesh. I do have desires but this is not what I wanted or expected.

I start to struggle and push back. My years as a gymnast and dancer have given me strong toned muscles so despite my petiteness and small frame, I use my athleticism to put up a fight. I keep looking at Gwen imploring her as I kick and punch and scream, "Stop Mr. Dorset. Please don't!!!"
 
"Don't do what Sofia." Hyrum voice was touched with a dark tone of lust. Once more his lips crushed to the raven haired beauty’s Those soft dark eyes now wide with panic, her small fists beating at his chest. Sofia turned those expressive eyes to Gwen as Sofia pleaded for help.

Gwen smiled wickedly back into Sofia’s eyes. “Such a pretty little thing you are Sofia. So prim and proper.” When Hyrum broke his sensual kiss, Gwen grabbed Sofia by the hair and seductively kissed her. “Father she is as sweet as summer wine.” Gwen breathed. “You must see her naked her body is quite beautiful". Gwen ripped open Sofia’s lily white gown bearing her firm young breasts to their view.

The lecherous pair pinned Sofia to the drawing room floor, and it was clear that they intended to have their wicked way with Sofia.

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As Hyrum and Gwen where busy seducing young Sofia other were planning her and Gwen’s capture. They had staked out “The Elms”. The gang broke in the dining room French door. They Found Sofia pinned to the floor Hyrum and Gwen over her. Their attack was swift well planed and over in seconds. Gwen and Sofia where taken. The men knew young white beauties like these two would bring a kings ransom in the Ottoman Empire. Sofia and Gwen were to disappear into the hidden world of the harem to become sex slaves. Their youth and their beauty their only worth.

They disappeared into the night, Mrs. Smith Academy for young ladies, the life of luxury of the Elms where in the past. Now blindfolded and bound their dark adventures into the life of a sex slave was about to begin.
 
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I shuddered in disbelief as Gwen, my best friend and soul mate, turned into an accomplice to rob me of my virginity for her lecherous father. I fought hard and tried to spit at Hyrum as he kissed me but then feeling Gwen pulling my hair back to kiss me and then tear open my nightgown to let her lustful father have his way with me, just sapped my strength. I suddenly realized how hopeless my situation was as I lay on the floor with Gwen holding my arms above my head and Hyrum hastily unbuttoning himself as he knelt between my legs and I cried.

Suddenly my arms were free and it was almost like shadows floating around but one second I felt Hyrum's limp body fall on top of me and the next moment someone lifted him off and then my hands and feet were tied, a cloth tied around my mouth and darkness! I found myself in a large cloth bag being carried. My screams were muffled and I could barely move. I soon got exhausted and blacked out.
 
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Sofia and Gwen surrounded in a world of darkness her hands and feet bound. She could hear the throb of an engine and the scent of unwashed bodies filled her nostrils. Suddenly her world of darkness was shattered by a flood of light as the sack was drawn from her head. Her raven hair was in wild disarray and she found herself in a large cage. Gwen was bound and cowering in the far conner of the cage.

Two men towered over Sofia one pointed a gun at Sofia. “Be very still my dear I suggest that you remain very still unless something nasty happens to you.” his voice was heavily accented. He untied Sofia’s hands and then her ankles. “Get up girl1” it was a sharp command and the look he gave Sofia told her he was not a man to be trifled with. His eyes roamed over the girl’s supple young body. Sofia’s throne gown her breasts bared to their lecherous eyes. The man rubbed is stubbled chin. “Remove your gown my dear, I want to see your body.”

His command was quite clear, and his voice carried a threatening note of a man that expected to be obeyed. Sofia heard a scream and saw Gwen laying on the floor her hand held to her cheek. Two men towered over Gwen the young redhead slowly rose to her feet and slowly pulled the gown over her head to stand naked before her captures, her gorgeous young body shook with her silent tears. Sofia’s captures turned to her, “Your gown!” he snapped.
 
As the men screamed at me to take my gown off I was petrified and couldn't move. But then seeing the red bruise on Gwen's cheek I somehow found the strength to get my arms out of the torn gown and let it drop down to my feet. My right hand instinctively moved to cover my breasts and the left to cover my vagina. Gwen and I backed into each other as we stood naked and trembling in front of our captors.
 
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The men watched eagerly as Sofia slipped her arms out of her torn gown. The garment cascaded down Sofia the sensual curves of her supple young body to pool around her ankles. Her hands instinctively covered her high proud breasts and her sweet young pussy. The men slapped her hands away as they desired to see Sofia and Gwen in all their naked glory.

“You will keep your hands at your side girl, or you will be punished. Gwen spit in the man before her face. A resounding slap echoed trough the cell and Gwen sunk to her knees sobbing. “Do as he says Sofia.” Gwen sobbed. The man before Sofia forced her hands to her side. “Better he murmured.” He let his eyes roam boldly over Sofia’s naked young body He reached his hand out and cupped Sofia’s right breast. His thumb brushed across Sofia’s pink rosebud nipple. He rolled that sweet bud beneath the pad of his thumb as he gaged how responsive the gorgeous raven haired young beauty’s body was. He continued to tease and torment Sofia’s nipple until that sweet little rosebud was as hard and puckered crowning her now dusky pink areola.

Gwen was undergoing the same humiliating inspection of her gorgeous young body. The man that stood before Sofia let fingers slip from her breast and nipple to sensually slide down her trembling young body to cup her virgin’s treasure. His finger slid along the soft coral pink lips of her pussy. “Virgins bring a better price.” He hissed, a broad smile bowing his lips as he slid a finger into Sofia’s tight little pussy. The man before Gwen laughed, “This one is no virgin.”
 
No one had ever violated me like that. I so wanted to burst out crying but I didn't want these brutes to see me more vulnerable than I was. I was getting angry with myself too because despite the disgust, I did have a tingling sensation in my nipples and then pain as he pinched them harder.

I looked up into his face and though my eyes welled up, I tried to maintain my composure and said in a trembling voice, "Please sir, let my friend and I go. I come from a very important and wealthy family. You will be well rewarded if you let us go. To harm us would bring down their vengeance on you."

He just grinned and pinched my nipple hard one more time and then stepped away they then circled around us staring. There penetrating eyes sizing us up almost like buyers inspecting livestock.
 
"Please sir, let my friend and I go. I come from a very important and wealthy family. You will be well rewarded if you let us go. To harm us would bring down their vengeance on you.". The girl’s captures just laughed at Sofia’s tearful plea as they continued their humiliating inspection of the two young beauties. The announcement that Gwen was no virgin brought an immediate reaction from their captures. The young redheaded beauty was pined to the bars of the cell as three of the men began to paw and maul Gwen’s breasts. One man grabbed Gwen by her luxurious copper tress and his mouth crushed to hers. “She is as sweet as summer wine.” He smiled at the other two men. “Lets see if her cunt is as sweet as her mouth.”

Gwen was pinned to the floor and the first of her tormentors stepped between her legs lowered his pants and rammed his cock into the stunning young redhead. Sofia was forced to watched as Gwen was brutally raped by the three men, as her own capture slowly finger fucked the raven haired beauty to determine if she was a virgin or not. His finger brushed Sofia’s maiden head the physical symbol of her virginity.

“So, my little dove you are a virgin.” Her capture whispered in her ear; the stubble of his beard grated across Sofia’s cheek. The man continued to finger fuck the raven haired. Careful to make sure the symbol of her virginity remained intact as he coax her clit from its hooded hiding place.

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Hyrum Davenport slowly came to. He searched for Gwen and Sofia, but they were gone. Whoever invade the Elms had gotten away with the girl’s. Furious that he been denied Sofia now all he could do was wait for the girl’s kidnappers to contact him with their ransom demands. At the end of a weeks, it was obvious that their abduction was not a kidnaping but something else. One thought crossed Hyrum’s mind “White Slavers”.
 
Gwen was always so much in control, Everything was always on her terms. As she grew up and realized how men would react to her she knew how to take advantage of that. She even was able to seduce her father, the very pious Hyrum Davenport, to be her first lover just because she felt being away at the academy she didn't want some obscure young man who didn't know what to do, to be her first. From roaming around wearing barely anything to asking him for massages and rubbing lotion on her before she stepped out to go to the pool - she made it intolerable for Hyrum. One day as she sat in his lap she gyrated feeling his erection strain against the fabric between them. She stared directly into his eyes as she kept doing that enjoying the torture she put him through and smiling when she felt his release. She kissed him softly and left Hyrum stunned, embarrassed and sweaty. That night Hyrum went to her room. He saw Gwen sprawled naked and spread eagled on the bed, the soft flickering light bounced of her naked ivory body. As he admired her beautiful womanly curves and climbed on to the bed wearing nothing, Gwen opened her legs and wrapped them around his waist and pulled him towards her. He worshipped her and showered her with kisses and licks and nibbles. He was intoxicated by her moans and giggles as they explored each other and then the intensity of their passion for each other boiled over as he finally pierced her virginity. Since then he had been putty in her little hands and she has been his addiction - he was lost without her.

And this was Gwen now, naked and bruised in a damp, dingy cell pinned down on her back with one of the brutes undressing himself while the other two on either side held her wide open. She turned her face as the first one knelt between her open legs and leaned forward to lick her face and brutishly suck on her breasts and then just thrust hard into her going all the way in to the hilt. Gwen's body buckled and she let out a painful scream while her captor howled like a primal urge had been fulfilled. He then moved in and out of her furiously but couldn't last more than a few strokes and fell to the side spent. Gwen sobbed but she was drained of energy as she laid limp and grimaced as the other two followed just as quickly. Her eyes had locked on to mine as I cringed feeling the fourth standing next to me who kept trying to play with me watching his minions ravage Gwen. The last one was barely in her for a few thrusts but Gwen's overpowering beauty made him just too excited and he released his load and slumped forward till my tormentor moved to them and whipped them sending the three scurrying to put their pants back on.

He had tubs of water, bath oils, clothes and food brought to us and I tended to Gwen as we cowered in a corner of the cell holding each other tightly specially each time one of them passed our cell.
 
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Gwen’s rape was brutal, and Sofia capture kept finger fucking the young raven haired beauty until she came for him. The man took sadistic pleasure in Gwen’s rape and Sofia shame as her gorgeous young body trembled with the intensity of her unwelcomed orgasm. Though he had enjoyed Gwen’s ravishment he knew that a western beauty with child would not fetch much in Istanbul. He left Sofia blushing in shame and whipped Gwen’s rapists and ordered them to bring tubs of water, bath oils, clothes and food brought. “Bath!” the single word command continued Sofia and Gwen’s humiliation.

He stood and watched the two young western beauties but soon decided that they should amuse him. “No, wash each other.” This man had already proved that he was a sadistic monster. He had left the girls to wonder what devilish punishment he would inflect if they disobeyed him.

Gwen had always desired Sofia but had not moved on her desire for the gorgeous young raven haired beauty until that evening at the Elms. Now Sofia stood before her in all her naked beauty, her body shimmering with the water of the bath and a scarlet blush that kissed her in the most adorable shade of pink from the tip of her toes to the tip of her button nose. Sofia’s lips were slightly parted, so moist, so ripe, and so tempting. Their tormentor saw the look in Gwen’s eyes.

“Kiss her!” he commanded as he pointed his finger at Sofia. He saw the shock in the raven haired beauty’s eyes. He then commanded “You kiss her!” this time he pointed his finger at Gwen his dark eyes boring into Sofia’s. He savored the sight of Gwen’s pale perfection, in sensual contrast to Sofia olive complexion. This man had plans for these two young beauties to amuse him on their long journey to Istanbul, to bend their will to his, and to train them to obey no matter what they desired. As his dark eyes held Sofia he looked forward to training her in other ways as well.

The girls were alone and at the mercey of their captures.
 
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I felt so dirty as the overseer played with my clit and made me crumple down while his men ravaged Gwen. I crawled over to her and when they brought in water I cradled her and cleaned her up and we regained some energy munching on the fruits they brought us but the wretched overseer was not done yet.

He kept demanding we kiss each other. Knowing what they were capable of Gwen took a sponge and started cleaning me like I had been cleaning her a few moments back but her touch was so sensual. Her face was next to mine and she whispered, "Don't resist Sofia. We need to survive." Saying that she leant in further and softly kissed me on my lips as she squeezed the sponge over my breasts.

I was trembling and had closed my eyes. I could hear the overseer and his men clap and cheer like the barbarians they were but Gwen was so soft and gentle. She made me lay down on my back and she kissed me more deeply. I could feel her tongue in my mouth and I strangely liked it. She then moved down my neck to my breasts planting little kisses and licks till she reached my nipples. They were still smarting and sensitive from the hard pinches the overseer inflicted on me but the flicks of her tongue felt so soothing and I moaned as my back arched up to meet her lips and tongue.

The water had dripped down my belly and Gwen wet the sponge more and added some bath oils and kept gently scrubbing me with it. She Gently wiped my vagina with it and I suddenly convulsed as I tingled all over. I went all red. I had never felt something like this. I hated the perverts looking at us but I didn't want her to stop either and she was not going to.

I felt her wash and oil my legs and feet as she continued to plant little kisses and licks to the areas she had just washed till she got to my feet. My anklet of charms was still on my feet as she held them up in her hands and started nibbling and sucking on my toes and then licking down my soles.

I started wiggling with sensations I had never imagined. Her lips and tongue traced their way back up my legs and then she gave my vagina a long lick and I bucked moaning loudly. She then flicked her tongue repeatedly on my clit and I started bucking more violently and she had to use both her hands to hold me down as she buried her mouth into my vagina licking it as she worked the fingers of her right hand to continue to play with my clit.

The sensations soon overwhelmed me. It was so much more than the crude way the overseer had tried to play with me a short while back. I was transported to a different wonderful place. My thighs now tightly clamped down on her face as my orgasm came in waves and I exploded. I moaned loudly in a very primal way as Gwen kept stimulating my clit and vagina till I was totally drained and lay limp and exhausted with my chest heaving. She pulled me to towards the one mattress in our cell and cuddled with me. We both looked at the overseer as he stared at us with an evil sneer and started walking away. His minions brought him another girl wearing a small tight blouse and harem pants as they left.
 
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The overseer and his minions loved the show that the two girls were forced to preform for them. The little redheaded vixen was quite an accomplished seducer and sensual creature. She easily and sensually seduced the young raven haired beauty. The way she caressed, kissed, licked, and nibbled the blushing beauty’s neck and breasts pleased him. He watched as Sofia arched her back and pressed her breast to Gwen’s sweet suckling mouth, then kissed and licked her way down the gorgeous young raven haired beauty’s aroused young body.

Gwen paused as she hovered above the virgin's little pussy. Gwen let her breath bath Sofia pussy, yet with a little coquettish smile kissed and licked her way down Sofia’s long shapely legs. Gwen was a master of seduction she let the young innocence anticipation grow as she slowly kissed her way back up Sofia legs. Once again she hovered over Sofia’s pussy, again her hot moist breath washed over but this time Gwen lowered her head and claimed Sofia innocence. Gwen smiled to herself, her brutal rape was worth having Sofia hers for now.

Gwen racked a cascading series of orgasms from her innocent young friend. Sofia’s back arched, her gorgeous young body bucked and withered under Gwen’s oral assault. Sofia lay limp and exhausted her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. Gwen pulled her to towards the one mattress in the cell and cuddled with the young Raven haired beauty. Now that she had, had Sofia she knew she would have her again until she became her little sex toy.

The girls were left alone to rest and for the overseer to satisfied his lust with another of his captives. When he return he told Gwen to kiss Sofia awake. When the raven haired beauty eyes fluttered open he smiled wickedly at Sofia. “Now my sweet little virgin it is time you learn to please a man.” He gripped Sofia chin. “Watch and learn.” He turned towards Gwen “Tie her to the bars!” His minions made short work of tying Gwen facing to the bars. They drew Gwen’s hips back by one of them he spread the cheeks of her derrière with his thumbs and slowly pressed his cock to Gwen’s heart shaped ass. They laughed as Gwen struggled, he kept pressing his cock to her ass until the head popped through the tight ring of her anus. Gwen was again brutally raped, this time it was her tight little ass.

“You have two choices my pretty little virgin, I can fuck you like my men are fucking your friend or you can take me into that sweet mouth of yours. Which shall it be girl?” The brute had given Sofia the devil’s choice. As the young innocent hesitated Gwen’s screams echoed in the cell as they violated her tight little ass. “Kneel girl and take my cock into your sweet mouth…….” The brute smiled wickedly “…………..or shall I have my men bind you like your Lover girl?” Sofia could not know how prophetic his words were to become, for even as Gwen suffered her anal rape she looked forward to taking and having Sofia again.
 
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As I saw Gwen get brutalized by those barbarians something in me snapped. I had seen how Gwen used to use her wiles to get her way in the past and I decided to try and use a page from her book. Seeing her getting rammed by that ogre as she cried in pain was more than what I could take. I smiled at the overseer and place his hand on my breasts. He was taken aback and visibly excited and as he fondled my breasts I unbuckled his trousers and the weight of his holstered belt just took his pants down real fast making a clanking sound. I kept smiling as I ran my fingers down his chest and knelt and pulled his boxers down as I did.

As his boxers came down his penis jumped to attention. It was long, hard, sweaty and knobby. He tried to thrust my face into it and I just looked back up at him and told him to trust me and I will make it worth his while. He smiled and sighed as I held his penis in my left hand and started stroking it. He started moaning and groaned, "Suck it you wench." But his attention was diverted. He didn't see me grab his revolver from the holster which was on the floor and when he heard the cocking of the hammer it was too late. The cold steel pressed hard against his balls.

He looked down is horror as I smirked and jabbed it in and yelled, "Get those bastards away from her." He stood like a statue still trying to process what was happening. "Now asshole!" I screamed and jabbed the barrel further up his crotch and he yelled at his men to stop.

They looked stunned and withdrew from Gwen as she slumped down in pain.

"Tell them to leave now and leave their guns where they are." I barked and they swiftly complied. I then took his knife and held it to his penis as I slowly got up and knocked the overseer out cold with the grip of the revolver. I didn't have much time before his cronies were back so I quickly tied his hands and feet tightly and dragged him to the corner where the mattress was and then helped Gwen get there and gathered the 2 revolvers and holsters they had left behind. By the time his men got reinforcements Gwen and I were behind the overseer who was slowly regaining consciousness in front of us.

"Hey assholes," I yelled at his men. "This is what is going to happen. Your boss stays with us till you get us to the next port and let us off or not only is he history, we will get some of you as well before you can get us. Ask yourself now if it is worth rushing us."

There were no heros among them and they backed off. Istanbul was just a few hours away. Gwen washed up and dressed and then it was my turn while she watched him. Gwen looked pretty badass in the tights, corset and blouse with the holster slung down her right hip. She was still sore by how she had been abused but was recovering fast. I wore tights but had a looser shirt and belted my holster around my waist with the holster up front to the left. We had them get us boots which were a little big for both Gwen and I but it was what it was given the circumstances.

Finally we had docked at Istanbul. We moved as fast as we could. I led the way with the overseer in front of us feeling the barrel of the revolver pressing into his back while Gwen watched our back. Finally off the ship, Gwen and I pushed him aside and disappeared into the crowd and found a tavern with a room available. There was more than enough money in the money pouch the overseer had on his belt. We got some better clothes, shoes and food. When we were back in our room I was just so exhausted and fell on the bed. I had started drifting into sleep when I felt someone take my shoes off. Startled I got up and saw it was a naked Gwen telling me relax.

I was too tired to fight her and frankly I now welcomed her attention. She loving me undressed me and panted soft kisses across every inch of my body and I sank into her arms as she slowly started making love to me and teaching me how to reciprocate. Seeing Gwen orgasm was the most beautiful sight I had seen. I tried to do what all she had done to me in the cell and it did the magic on her. I licked and kissed and explored every inch of her as well starting from her dainty feet and toes and working my way up her sinuous body. She felt so soft and so different that those awful men on the ship. Despite all that she had been through and she had bruises to show, she still looked divine.

Her moans were music to my ears as I brought her to climax as I licked her pussy and flicked my tongue across her clit. We kissed and cuddled and continued to make love and soon she was on top as we scissored and I looked at our reflection in the mirror on the dresser in our room and cried thinking about how beautiful our flesh looked entwined with each other. When we kissed her Ginger hair and my Black tresses seemed to become one. Considering the hell she and I had faced over the past few days at least we had these moments to cherish as I felt our pussies grind into each other.

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After a week without a ransom demand it was clear to Hyrum Davenport that Gwen and Sofia’s kidnapping was not for money. That left but two possibilities revenge by some business competitor or the girl’s had been taken by white slavers. If the girl’s had been taken by slavers the question was where they were taken to be sold?

Hyrum may have been sexual corrupted and had fallen to Gwen’s seduction, but he knew that if he could not find the girls quickly they could disappear for ever into the dark world of white slavery. With this firmly in mind Hyrum sent out feelers in the three major areas where Gwen and Sofia may have been taken to be sold, Equatorial Africa, China and Japan, and finally Istanbul. He could do nothing more than to wait and wonder where Gwen and Sofia were and what had become of them.

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The Sultan Amid Mustafa received the request for help from Hyrum Davenport in Finding his daughter and her friend. Amid knew that they had been taken three weeks ago. He knew that two unaccompanied western beauties would stand out and their presence in Istanbul would soon be noticed. He also knew that he would not be the only ones looking for them.

With this in mind he decided to search the know slave market of the white slavers sure that, that was the quickest ways to find the Gwen Davenport and her friend.

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Sofia lay curled in Gwen’s arms her naked flesh pressed to Gwen’s naked flesh. Gwen smiled as she remembered how sweetly Sofia and endeavored to sexually please her as Gwen had on the slave ship. The stunning young redhead gently ran her fingers through Sofia dark raven tresses as Sofia head rested on her breast. Gwen looked down on the sleeping beauty she was such and innocent little thing, Gwen initial seduction of Sofia had brought the girl to Gwen’s bed. But she wanted much more from the young Raven haired beauty.

Gwen eyes fluttered close she softly sighed as dreams of what she would do to Sofia danced before her mind’s eye.

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The Slavers had waisted no time in searching for Gwen and Sofia. They had spent a lot of time and money in taking them and had no desire to let the young western beauties to slip through their fingers. It had not taken long for them to trace the two young western beauties. They broke into Gwen and Sofia’s room and found the two naked beauties curled in each other’s arms.

“So, you thought you could escape?” The overseer hissed as he leveled his pistol at Sofia’s head. “ Don’t tempt me girl now get dressed.” The men carefully watched the two young beauties dress in their western clothes. Once they were dressed slave collars were placed around their slender necks. Gwen and Sofia were led out through the Inn and no one made a move to stop the slavers. It seemed that women were nothing more than property.

The men brought Gwen and Sofia directly to the slave market. They decided to sell Gwen and Sofia as a pair not out of kindness but to enhance their misery. Gwen and Sofia were brought to the auction block. “What am I bid for this pair of western beauties?” the auctioneer called. The bidding was spirited but slowed once it had reached a thousand denary. The auctioneer turned to the young beauties, “Remove your blouse………..or shall I have my men do it for you.”

Each time the bidding slow Gwen and Sofia were forced to remove more and more of their clothing until they stood naked on the auction block. It was then that Amid Mustafa bid fifty thousand denary. “I am bid fifty thousand denary once,…….. fifty thousand denary twice……….Sold for fifty thousand denary.” The auctioneer’s gavel came down and Gwen and Sofia were sold .
 
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Our flight of freedom was too good to be true and we were back in the clutches of the slavers. I was numb as we were dragged to the auction block and paraded in front of those lecherous eyes. We were at our breaking point and when told to strip we did so.

First the dresses we bought using the overseer's money dropped to our feet and then our undergarments as I felt the humiliation of those awful men cheering as I tried to hide my nakedness with my hands.

With a few minutes it was over and we were still in a daze. We gathered up our clothes and a group of very petty pretty young women not much older than us escorted us in a large horse driven buggy to a massive dirigible. We climbed into the gondola that looked more like a large luxury ship and were given refreshments and then immersed into a small pool. A few of the girls followed us and started washing us meticulously. It was very sensual and Gwen and I smiled at each other and did not want it to stop. They softly washed and scrubbed every inch of us from our finger tips and toes to our most intimate parts and giggled as we moaned when the sponge would caress our nipples and vagina. We were then led out and placed on massage tables and we drifted into bliss as we felt their hands knead and massage our tired and sore muscles. We were then given beautiful satin gowns to slip into and Turkish tea to refresh ourselves. Gwen and I kept looking at each other very puzzled by the wonderful treatment we were getting and then looked outside the windows of the gondola trying to figure out where were we being taken. As we looked down below we saw the beautiful vistas of Cappadocia that I had only read about in books at Mrs Smith's Academy. The dirigible lumbered on and Gwen and I cuddled and softly made out not knowing what was to become of us but finding peace in each other's arms. We soon fell asleep and were woken when we felt the dirigible starting to descend. We could see the Black Sea in the distance and lush green mountains underneath and a magnificent castle emerge on one of the mountain tops.

As soon as we landed and were tethered and another bevy of beautiful girls came in and escorted us to a fantastical room in the castle. There were luxurious couches and mattresses all over. Mirrors, dressers, clothes, jewelry, fruit, wine...you name it.

The girls then undressed us and took us behind separate curtained areas. I got a little anxious as they held me down and pierced my belly button and inserted a beautiful ruby there. The pain soon subsided but it still felt a little sore. They then pinch my nipples and the horrible memory of the overseer came flooding back and I fought them but they understood and backed off and calmed me down. I heard Gwen yelp a few times and assumed she was going through that as well. Then they started dressing us in the most sensuous sheer lace and silk fabrics I had ever seen. My attire was all a leafy, earthy green. I was in a sheer blouse and panties and then a long skirt which couldn't really be called one since it was just long flowing panels of sheer silk tied with a draw string around my waist and that left nothing to the imagination. They then came took my old anklets off and replaced them with golden ones that had diamonds in the charms that dangled from them with tiny bells placed alternately between the charms. I got equally beautiful earrings and hair jewelry.

Gwen looked just amazing in the similar sheer maroon ensemble she was dressed in. Her willowy figure was framed so beautifully in that and her alabaster skin contrasted brilliantly with the maroon. We looked at each other and my eyes widened in surprise as I saw her nipple piercings. We giggled and the tiny bells made such a soothing sound as we walked to each other. She and I held each other at arms length admiring and complimenting how the other looked. The earth green seemed to complement my olive tinge and the flowing paneled harem skirt allowed me a lot of freedom of movement and just wanted to make me dance. We were surprisingly happy considering what we had been through. The door suddenly opened and we saw the first men since we got there. They seemed to be guards escorting another group of amazingly beautiful girls who motioned us to follow-them. My heart was beating faster as I grabbed Gwen's hand tightly and we followed them.

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Emir Amid Mustafa has paid a kings’ ransom for Gwen and Sofia. At first he had planned to rescue them and send the girls back to Hyrum Davenport, after all Gwen was his daughter. Yet when he saw the girls forced to strip, saw their naked perfection, he changed his mind as his lust and desired to possess them grew. He gave his attendants strict orders to have the young western beauties taken from Istanbul and brought to his Black Sea keep. To keep these beauties in the capital of the Ottoman Empire was to dangerous, sooner or later their presence would be discovered, but in the remote Black sea area they would simply disappeared and he could enjoy their beauty and sexual charms.

What many western did not understand was the harem was the quarters of the household women, the wives, and concubines of The Sultan or Emir and were govern by strict Shia law. But Gwen and Sofia were not being taken to the harem but to separate quarters. The sexual acts denied to the Sultan and Emir with Muslim women where not forbidden with these two western unbelievers.

Gwen and Sofia were brought into the presence of the man who had bought them, Amid Mustafa. He reclined on couch of pillows. “I am your master, and you are my property.” His voice was deep and calm, and he spoke perfect English. The young beauties could see little of his physique as he wore a flowing robe. “What are your names?” He pointed first at Gwen and then at Sofia. He smiled as he let his eyes boldly roam over their lush young bodies. “I understand Gwen that you are sexually quite accomplished.” Then Amid turned to Sofia. “And you Sofia are still a virgin and have not known man……….” Amid paused for a moment, “…………but I understand that you have become quite fond of a woman’s caresses and charms my dear.”

Amid was reclining on one elbow, “Come my young beauties kneel at my feet.” Amid had not raised his voice, but it had taken on a note of command of one use to giving orders and having them obeyed. “Sofia you will not be a virgin much longer. You shall give me the gift of your virginity.” Amid then turned to Gwen, “And you my dear Gwen will assist me in claiming the prize.” Amid knew well that Gwen and Sofia were lovers, he could see it in their eyes as they looked at each other.

“Come my pets it is time for Sofia to become a woman.” Amid held his hand out to Sofia. The young western beauties had little choice but to obey, they were far from home, alone in a well-guarded castle. Amid led them to his bed chamber,. The room was straight out of the Arabian Nights decorated with silks, oriental carpets, and silken pillows. The only thing out of place was the large four poster canopy bed. “Gwen you may remove Sofia clothing, I wish to see her naked. Then have Sofia lay down, her hands above her head and then bind her to the headboard, spread her delicious young thighs and bind her ankles to the foot board.”

Amid loved the way Gwen was being forced to offer up her lover to him. He decided to push her further and perhaps ignite her own passions for the young virgin. “Anoint Sofia’s gorgeous young body with the oil on the stand". Amid knew that the oil was a powerful aphrodisiac. That would have the desired effect of both Gwen and Sofia.
 
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