The Harem...... All Welcome!!!

[redbaron05]

Akbar and Miranda

Rolling off of her as his shaft shrinks and slips from her body wrappiing her in his arms and cuddling her close he feels her fingers in his hair pulling his mouth down to hers for a deep passionate kiss as she whispers, "Thank you my Sultan." Returning her deep passionate kiss Akbar whispers "Thank you my love"

After they break their kiss Miranda tells him of the slave that was to be Salem's apprentice and how she left it up to him to tell the slave whom he could use for his pleasure, Smiling Akbar tells her that he will take care of that detail. Leaning he kisses her thanking her for looking out for him and his kingdom

Feeling her shiver in his arms and tell him she's cold Miranda leaves his embrace and climbs under the blankets of his bed yawning as she props herself up.

Joining her in the bed for a little bit Akbar snuggles close to Miranda and whispers, "Rest my pet we still have a full evening ahead of us.We have the coronation to attend and you are my guest of honor, Also i will invite the Lady Rolith, and to show you I have no ill will toward him I will also extend an invitation to Lord Evanston.

Waiting for Miranda to drift off to sleep Akbar quietly slips from the bed. Lightly kissing her head as she sleeps whiispering, "Sleep well my precious."

Making his way to his private bath Akbar orders the attendant to prepare his bath.

Slipping into the bath and relaxing as the slave girl washes him he summons another girl and tells her "Have Lady Rolith join me i need to speak to her"

 

[redbaron05]

Prince Akbar prepares for his coronation as Sultan

As Akbar is soaking in his bath relaxing and preparing for his coronation ceremony the slave girl that he had dispatched to find Lady Rolith returns and informs him she has left the palace and returned to her home.
Dismissing her he summons the Commander of the Guard and asks him if Lady Rolith had taken another guard with her when she left besides the slave nackal? "Yes Sire she did" he answers.

Dismissing the Commander Akbar finishes his bath and moves to the massage tables where another girl scrapes his skin and then rubs him with scented oils. Looking up from the massage table Akbar tells one of the girls "Return to my chambers and awaken Miranda and inform her it is time for her to prepare herself for the coronation ceremony.

Arising from the table all fresh and relaxed Akbar moves to his dressing room where he dons a white silk shirt blue silk pants and his finest sandals. After dressing Akbar make his way to his ante room as not to disturb Miranda in her preparations.

Summoning the Vizier Akbar tells him to make his preparations for the coronation ceremony have a small hall and a small feast prepared we dont want to be seen as being disrespectful of my brothers illness but we need to get me crowned as soon as possible,

Dismissing the Vizier Akbar calls for some wine and sits and drinks it to relax.

 

[LadyChance]

Zaynab/Idrial/Si

Si's treatment of her derriere had caught her off guard. It wasn't that it had hurt but more the shock of the sudden assult on her person. The major surprise for Zaynab had been the realization that instead of it hurting it had caused heat to curl low within her body. Listening intently to his words, her body anticaipated the grasping feel of her Idrial's fingers. But knowing her Idrial the way she did, Idrial would wait and take whatever Si dished out to her. Before giving herself or Zaynab up to him, no matter how badly he teased and taughted them.

Tightening her lips around Si's thrusting member Zaynab lets herself slip just enough to enjoy his taste. The feel of him sliding unheeded in and out of her mouth. Greedily sucking upon him, using her tongue to help guide him, stroking and lavishing as it went. Encouraged by the sounds of his breathing Zaynab knew it would not be long before he would cum for her. Her own breaths stolen between each of his powerful thrusts. Continuing to glide his slickened manhood deeper into her mouth, until she could feel him reach the entrance of her throat. Lifting up on instinct Zaynab waited and with his next thrust she pushed down feeling him slip past the entrance to be cushioned within the even tighter hold of her throat. Gripping and massaging his shaft and head until he would pull it away only to push himself once more into her mouth.

Si's fingers teased and pulled upon her swollen clit causing her to whimper and moan around his cock. Almost crying out when she feels his fingers move away from her heated center.

 

[bullshot]

Si/Zaynab/Idrial

After the slap on her ass, Si could see Zaynab listening to his instructions and noticed her ass cheeks tighten as if she anticipated Idrial’s fingers pushing into her there. As he humped his hips pushing his cock into Zaynab’s mouth, he suddenly realised that she was actually working on his cock with her mouth.

At the same time that Zaynab was working on his cock Si was playing havoc with Idrial’s clit and pussy as she kissed him. He was pulling and twisting her clit, it was already erect but he was making it harder and he could feel Idrial moaning into his mouth as their tongues interlaced. He’d then leave her clit for awhile and sink his fingers deep into her sex, working them in and out until he could feel her moving her body to help. Zaynab was also getting attention from his other hand as his fingers plunged into her and then he’d pull and twist her swollen clit.

Si felt his cock slide into Zaynab’s throat as she moved her head so that as he lifted his hips to push his cock into her mouth she dropped her head causing more force than he’d intended but making her take him into her throat. He continued working on the two girls, Idrial was in such a state he was expecting her to push Zaynab out of the way to get onto his cock. The problem was he was enjoying his cock sliding into Zaynab’s throat and he wanted to cum there.

As Si felt himself ready to cum he removed his fingers from Zaynab’s clit and pussy and placed it onto the back of her head as he thrust his cock into her mouth one last time. He felt the head slide down her throat as he started to shoot spurt after spurt of cum straight down to her stomach.

“Swallow what’s left,” he instructed Zaynab as he withdrew far enough to let the last couple of spurts go in her mouth for her to taste. Zaynab continued to suck on his cock until he had no more cum left, it was nice to feel that soft mouth sucking all his cum out of him.

“Get yourself another drink if you want one,” Si suggested to Zaynab once she’d finished on his cock, as he continued to work on Idrial he was pleased to see Zaynab pour two goblets of the drugged wine. One she downed quickly herself the other she offered to Idrial who stopped kissing Si while she took her lead from Zaynab and quickly finished hers.

Because of the drug his cock was still rock hard, he needed it buried in a pussy so he couod enjoy the feeling of one of them riding him. The other he'd keep teasing with his hand playing with her clit and occasionally plunging deep into her sex so once he'd cum in one of them the other would be ready for him. He knew the extra drink would make both of them ready to do almost anything to be satisfied.

 

[leopardlover]

Nackal listens to what is going on, mildly surprised. He moves quickly though, catching Susanne before she harms herself with the fall. He and the servant move to a bed, lying her down gently and getting something cool, trying to revive her as they speak.

"That is quite odd, though from what I have heard it may make sense. He turned everything over that he owned?"

"Yes. Everything but her dower lands which were put under her control. But everything here is now Lord Evanston's."

"Hm...She shall know what to do, once we get her okay."

Nackal holds Susanne close, running a damp cloth that was brought to him over her forehead, slowly stroking her face with his free hand.

"Come on love...Wake up. You aren't some wilting flower. Youre strong. You'll find a way out."

 

[Babette_____]

“What?” Susanne asked. Her head hurt and she looked around. “No I’m not a flower. What are you talking about? She sat up and vertigo brought her down again. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and concentrated. “Shit,” she muttered. She opened her eyes and looked at the butler. “All of it right?”

“Except your dower lands.”

“Those are gone,” she said. “I sold them years ago, without his knowledge. It was tricky but...” she shrugged her shoulders not explaining how she managed to sell them underhandedly without anyone of importance knowing. She sighed and rolled from the bed and stood up. “You can go. I’ll lock the house and I’ll return to the palace this evening,” she told the butler.

“Thank you Ma’am. I’ve me family to care for so I’ll be seeking a new place of employment.”

“Oh of course, one moment,” she went to her desk and pulled a piece of parchment from her desk and quickly wrote out a letter of reference from her household. She stamped it with the family crest and handed it to him. “Take this and it will find you a good house to work in. Again.. thank you.”

She watched the old man leave. Her eyes went to the palace guard and she sighed. “I guess it is good your Sultan got his horses. Though how I get the rest to him later is beyond me.” She remembered he’d be due the finest stud’s offspring when they were born next spring.

Her eyes went to her lover. “Kenneth has everything now. The smug bastard. I need time to think.”

She looked back at the Sultan’s guard. “As you can see he can’t leave this room unless he jumps from the third floor or barrels past you. Please wait outside.” The guard hesitated but in the end did as he’d been told.

Susanne looked at Nackal. “I’m finished,” she told him.

 

[leopardlover]

"Actually, no you are not. We still have at least three options that I see." He doesn't even think about the fact he said we, not she. "We can inform the sultan of the situation involving Lord Evanston and his sister. We could help Evanston get her and demand your property back as payment for the help. Though actually...I've just come up with another few. We could help evanston then betray him, or we could run. We have a lead. The guard outside could be easily killed and left to rot and we'd be gone from this place forever. A nomad's life is not always the easiest thing but it would not be slavery..."

He does not specifically ask or offer her shelter with his people. He leaves it open ended. It is her choice in this at least and hers alone. Any of the options are feasible. He wants her to see that and is a bit surprised she had not already. He shrugs it off though and waits for her response. He'll follow her lead on this. He looks about the room, eyes lighting on crossed sabers hung as decoration on the wall. If it is to be escape...They'll be useful. It comes to him then. Very odd that a man who hates Susanne gives no orders to be kept off the property and lets her lock it up freely. Odd indeed...

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

The slave girl came in and stared down at Miranda. She wondered what she would have to do to become the favored one. With a sigh she pressed a small hand to the woman’s shoulder and shook her gently.

Miranda felt the nudge and opened her eyes. “Yes?” she asked.

“The Sultan wishes you to rise and prepare for the coronation,” she whispers.

She closes her eyes, sighs, and stretches. “Hand me my robe.” The young girl does as she asks and soon Miranda is enjoying a small snack as she makes her way back to the harem’s rooms. She walks in and quietly gathers the things she’ll need to bath and then she heads to the baths.

Her thoughts move from the Sultan, to the slave girls, and to the newest apprentice. She also thinks of the man Evanston, wondering if perhaps he intentionally tried to get her in trouble. Luckily enough for her she was able to thwart her plans with sex. She chuckled softly. “The new Sultan is just like the old... ruled by his cock and not his mind,” she thought to herself.

At the pools she was glad that there was no one about to share her bath. She dropped the robe and her clothing, deciding that she’d bath and then move to the hot house to let the air from the burning coals dry her skin.

She slipped into the water and submerged herself to the neck, before taking a moment to breath in the scented soap she plucked from the basket of oils and lotions that rested beside her. Her eyes remained closed as she covered her body with the smell of lilacs.

 

[LadyFairy]

Idrial writhed beneath Si’s fingers breaking the kiss after their tongs interlaced as she moaned wanting more as she watched him slap Zynab on her ass, his fingers teasing her by sliding deep inside and then moving back to her clit she gasped and brought her mouth back to his chest neck and mouth she needed craved and the more he played with her clit, and slid his fingers deep the more she felt as thou she might explode.

Hearing Si tell Zaynab to clean it all up while she was kissing back down his chest she felt Si remove his fingers from her clit and pussy and cried out slightly at the loss and frustration she begin to feel. Looking down at Zaynab she nearly pushed her aside and took him herself but found instead that she was enjoying watching her as she worked and that this too aroused her as well.

Hearing Si tell Zaynab to get herself a drink she once again felt Si’s hands upon her body toying with her clit and sliding his fingers deep with in her pussy wringing cry’s of pleasure from her lips. He stopped only long enough for Idrial to take a drink of the wine Zaynab offered so that she did not choke trying to swallow the drink.

After handing the cup back to Zaynab Idrial brought leaned forward and kissed Si not caring where her hands went or weather she offended anyone or not she loved her friend Zaynab but now she wanted she needed and wanted NOW... her body burned with pleasure almost to the point of pain and her only thought was that if the fire didn't die out soon then she surly would parish.

 

[Babette_____]

She stared at Nackal and sighed. “Running is not an option. We’d not get far before we were taken by his men. I have agreed to play his whore... do you really think he’d let one of his women go?” She pushed back her hair. “Especially now that it isn’t the same man that you met as Sultan, but it is the Prince... Ackbar. The brother. He’d have a reason to hunt us down. To save face so it showed what he would do to those that tried to escape his wrath. You’d be killed.... flayed to death, and I would be passed around like some cheap trollop, but I’d not get the coin that comes with the name.”

Susanne did think on his other ideas. “I will consider helping Kenneth, though I admit this all seems strange to me, and I want to see the papers giving over all of this,” she swept her hand around the room. “To him.”

She pushed off the bed and grabbed one of the trunks from the closet. With Nackal’s assistance they worked together to gather what Susanne wouldn’t wish to part with, if Kenneth owned it all. “He’ll not get everything.”

Opening the door she looked at the guard and studied him. “You have my word that the slave will remain in this room with me. I need you to arrange a conveyance back to the palace for a few things we’ll be taking back with us. A trunk and perhaps a small box or two.”

Again the man hesitated. “You do it or he does? Which do you trust more? Yourself or him. By all means if you wish to stay and protect me from the man whose bed I’m sharing and take his place that is your decision... granted that means my slave will go and seek the mode of travel and I’m sure when he doesn’t return you’ll know that he’s escaped and you’ve lost one of the Sultan’s slaves.”

The guard glared and Susanne smiled. A low growl escaped his lips and he left the woman and man alone. Susanne turned back and looked at her lover. “I want all the jewels as well as what small silver or fine china you can find. If Kenneth doesn’t agree and if he owns everything, then I will need funds to leave this place.”

She walked up to Nackal, her fingers rested on his chin, and she pressed the pad of her thumb against his lip. “If I do have to abandon this land... I would love for you to come with me.”

 

[leopardlover]

Nackal looks down at her contemplatively as he grazes the pad of her thumb with his teeth.

"It is a possibilty. But....I can not be certain what I will do. This is the land of my birth, of my people. And you forget one thing. The sultan and his men are used to this life, this palace. My people are wanderers. Always have been and always will be. And once I am with them, I'm a chieftain's son. We would be safe. So running would be an option so long as I got us some good horseflesh. Your idea does intrigue me, but think on think...What shall we do there if you are landless and have no money?"

Nackal waits, hands idly moving over Susanne's form as he waits for an answer, still gazing into her eyes and nibbling her thumb. He's happy. He wants to be with her. But there are problems that need taking care of before anything can be done and he knows it.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne wishes she had the answers. She normally does. She is usually confident and sure of herself and the next move she’ll make in her life. Now with the floor ripped out from under her she finds herself weakening. She sighs. “Do we chance it? Take the chance that he doesn’t question why we aren’t back by morning. Yes... we could probably get away by night and he’d only think we were staying here, but in the morning... what then? What do we do then? You know he’ll catch us... all he has to do is send out his best men. Then you’re dead and I’m everyone’s whore, not just his. No if you wish to leave now... then do it. I’ll not have your death on my head.”

She pulls her fingers away and slips from his hands. Susanne walks to the window and looks out over the gardens that were one of her past-times. She holds herself close. No longer able to speak. She sees the future... or at least what she fears. They leave her in the daytime. The guard would have to be silenced... killed... another added to her sins. His death would insure they had the day, she could send a messenger, saying her husband’s death means she will need to be away from the palace for a day or two... then the Sultan would send someone to help her, it would be his way of keeping tabs on her on him.

He come here, find them gone. Hunt them down. Capture her love... her breath hitches. He is her love, she admits that to herself finally. Her love would be slaughtered, probably on the spot right in front of her eyes... another death... her fault.

Then the Sultan would take her, pass her around. She’d be the lowest women there, available to even the lowest and demented guests or male slaves. She shivered and bit back her tears. “I’ll deal with Kenneth. Go to your people and gain your freedom,” she told him. Quietly more to herself than to him, “Maybe one day you’ll come back for me.”

 

[leopardlover]

"I think not. I am staying with you at least for the moment. While you are in these lands I shall stay at your side. Perhaps longer. Most likely longer. But if we're going to your homeland we need a plan. If we go to my people I know where they should be and I know how to go unseen. With a full day and night's lead we would be uncatchable by them, or nearly so. The sands and winds themselves would aid us. I'll go about as you asked now to look for jewels and fine things. Who knows? Maybe someone is a fool and has left some hidden about? Then we'd be fine."

Nackal leaves then to search as requested. He searches methodically, first in the kitchen, gathering all the fine silverware, china, and other valuables usually found in such a place, including spices. Spices are always a valuable item. He gathers them all onto the kitchen table before moving on to search the sitting room, halls and everywhere else, including guest rooms, unearthing everything he can to be taken away.

 

[bullshot]

Si/Idrial/Zaynab

Si could tell from Idrial’s body heat and the movement on his fingers that she was getting to the state where she needed to have a cock inside her, but he was going to tease a bit more before finally giving her relief that she needed.

After Zaynab had returned the goblets to the tray, Si indicated with his free hand that he wanted her to kneel on the bed within reach of him. Once she was in position he reached up with his free hand, is other hand was still teasing Idrial’s clit and pussy. He massaged both of Zaynabs tits feeling that her nipples were still hard before sliding his hand down her body to her sex.

Idrial was frantically kissing his mouth, neck and chest as her hand slid down his body taking hold of his still hard member before cupping his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze causing him to gasp and jump. She was coming out of her shell but still she was resisting taking the initiative as a real pleasure slave would do.

It was now time for Idrial to feel the pleasure of his cock inside her and learn how to really pleasure a man. He released Zaynab’s sex and moved Idrial on top of him still kissing her, he lifted her hips causing her to kneel over him and then pulled her knees so her sex was lowered towards his cock. Then slid the head of his cock between her pussy lips, and pushed her hips feeling more of his member enter her. Then releasing her hips he took hold of her shoulders pushing so that her upper body was upright and she was straddling him with his rampant cock still only partially inside her. Because her sex was well lubricated with her juices she slid slowly down his cock until it reached an obstruction. His fingers found her clit again and even with him teasing her she resisted raising herself and pushing down hard to allow his cock to penetrate her fully.

His other hand he returned to Zaynabs sex teasing her clit before burying his fingers into her sex and sliding them in and out of her, feeling her body responding to his fingers he removed them from her. Taking hold of Idrial’s hips with both hands to hold her in position he started to hump his hips forcing himself inside her and breaking through her hymen finally taking her virginity. He released Idrial’s hips and returned his attention to Zaynab’s sex feeling Idrial slide down onto his cock until it was fully buried deep inside her, his fingers were now sliding in and out of Zaynab’s sex feeling her wetness as he prepared her for his cock.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne watches Nackal leave. She sighs and moves to her dresser, pulling out the lighter under clothing she owns. Her eyes rest on the jewels she hadn't sold, not because she didn't want to, but because she had never had a need to part with these. These jewels no one knew about, not even her dead husband. She pulled each one out. Jewels that had once graced the neck of a Princess from years gone by had made their way into Susanne's fathers hands and then into her mothers and so on. Now Susanne tucked them into the hidden bottom of the trunk and piled a few more things inside.

Nackal returned, the guard in tow, having found them conveyance. Nackal placed what he'd found inside and Susanne looked back at the room. “We could spend the night here if you'd like?”

The guard eyed her and Susanne decided not to push her luck. “We'll return to the palace.”

Nackal and the guard carried the trunk down the stairs to the small cart. Susanne paid the driver and soon she and her lover were making their way back to their prision. “Funny,” she muttered under her breath. “I came here free.... I still am... but not really.”

When they arrived a young girl ran to her. “Miss... you are asked to attend to the Sultan.”

Susanne shudders, wondering if this was it... if this was the first of many times she was forced to bed the man, in order to keep her lover as hers.

“Tell him I'll arrive in his presence in a bit. I need to place these things away.”

The girl left to deliver her message and Susanne turned to look at Nackal. “Let us get these things to my room,” she said. She lowered her head in shame, unwanting to meet his eyes.

 

[LadyFairy]

Idrial whimpered against Si’s mouth wanting slowly breaking the kiss needing him to fill her and quench the fire flowing through her vanes as he teased and tormented her even more. She opened her eyes and watched through a hazy fog as Zaynab placed the goblets on the trey and Si motioned her into position. Idrial writhed beneath his hand and fingers while they continued to play, not only with her but with Zaynab as well.

Leaning forward Idrial kissed his mouth neck and chest her hands sliding over his body until she found what she was seeking and gently began playing with his balls hoping she was letting him know what she wanted and smiled as she heard him gasp and felt him jump slightly in her hands.

Idrial watched as his hands left Zaynab and delighted in the shivers of pleasure that shoot thro her body as he pulled her on top of him and kissed her ohhh what a simple touch could do. Feeling him lift her hips she found herself kneeling over him and felt his hands pull her knees apart so that she was startling him slowly lowering herself towards his hard cock. She was leaning forward with her breasts against his chest as she felt him slide into her tight wet pussy.

Idrial nipped Si’s neck as his hands left her hips and found her shoulders putting her in an upright position she could feel that he was only partway inside and she wanted more sooo much more she wanted all of him she could feel how wet she was and began slowly moving instinctively her hands on his chest she slid the rest of the way down his cock feeling his fingers on her clit while he was inside of her caused Idrial to cry out the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain, but felt so good she didn't want to stop.

She watched with delight as his fingers once again found Zaynab bringing her friend pleasure as well. Idrial wanted to touch Zaynab's body at the same time and nearly did so but stopped herself just shy of doing so not wanting Zaynab to get in trouble.

Feeling Si grasp her hips Idrial's thoughts spun away from her friend and back to Si’s body beneath hers. She did her best to match his thrusts as he broke thro her maiden head, she waited for her body to adjust a moment before once again moving her hips enjoying the feel of Si’s cock moving in and out of her body while his attention moved back to Zaynab...

 

[leopardlover]

Nackal holds Susanne tightly for a moment, tilting her head so their eyes meet, compassion, understanding, just a hint of jealousness and overflowing love in his eyes.

"Do not feel ashamed. You...Do as you need to, as you promised. You intend to honor your word. And if you can enjoy it, do so. If need be imagine it is my hands, my tongue, touching you. I would not want to have you feel the need to be ashamed or bad for doing it. "

"It is not something I would choose if I could. I would rather you in my arms with us free. But we do as we need to. Which is why I think we need to find Lord Evanston as well. With your permission given to the guard(s) I will be out and about. Unless you told the Sultan I'd stay in your quarters?"

He holds her then, just looking into her eyes, waiting, many emotions on his face as he thinks about all that is going on, and all that has gone on in the last few days as well as the future, a future he cannot see without her.

"I think...If you leave this place I shall leave with you. Wherever our path may lead."

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Kenneth finds himself bored and finishes wondering about the palace he finds himself making his way to the baths and spies his sister. He could go to her now, explain to her his belief and see if she remembers anything at all about her life.

Moving closer to the baths he sees her sleeping. She looks just like their mother, so beautiful, peaceful. How he missed his mother. His father and his sister... now he was so close. He wondered if she had the birthmark. If the Sultan or if anyone had ever seen it. No one would have known where it was. It was so high on her that he doubted anyone ever thought to look there.

He knew he’d need to get close to her to find out. He also knew that to do that meant her flirtations would need to be addressed. With a determined straightening of his back Kenneth took a deep breath and closed the distance between them. He was thankful her eyes remained closed as he pulled of his robe.

He thought of the time in the garden, her body against his, and his cock reacted. He groaned and quickly entered the water. He knew he’d disturbed her. He sat opposite of her and said nothing. His long legs stretched out and he knew that if he truly wanted to he could caress her leg. He didn’t though, he needed her to be alone with him long enough for him to check the spot where the confirming mark would lie.

“Hello Miranda,” Kenneth said. “I hope you’re enjoying your bath.”

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne pulls him into a warm embrace and kisses his lips gently. “I would go anywhere with you. I will give you leave to find Kenneth... tell him we will help him with his request. We will help him find his sister. A guard will follow you I’m sure, you will be watched until the Sultan feels you are trustworthy enough to have partial free reign over the palace.”

She kissed him again and informed the guard that Nackal could roam the palace again in search of Lord Kenston and he was to watch him. Squaring her shoulders she left her lover who she knew had claimed all of her heart in a single night of loving. She walked toward the Sultan’s rooms and was told to wait in his antechamber.

Her eyes took in the magnificence of the room and the wealth behind it. However right now she only felt fear, wondering if perhaps this was the first payment to keeping her slave by her side. She wondered how it would play out. She shivered as the thoughts of another touching her bothered her; it never had before, but now, disgust rolled through her.

 

[blackopal19]

ooc-sorry couldnt find the occ thread for this one...please forgive me

name: Zahra
age: 18
descript: olive skin, dark eyes, and long black ahir that reacehs her middle back, youthful, slim, and curvy.

Zahra is a gift from her homeland, Egypt, and the current ruling pharoah. Born of poor parents she had been taken into the Royal concubines as payment of her fathers debt. Because of her young age and youthful appearance she had remained untouched in order to be saved as an official gift to whomever the Pharoah had deemed worthy.

And as swiftly as she was taken into the Pharoahs concubines she had been taken away again, on a long journey to some other ruler she knew nothing about, to be given as a pleasure slave.

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The journey was finally at an end. Day after boring day she had been carried further away from her homeland, family, and everything she had known. But today was different than the previous. The destination city was in sight, and the maids and guards were busily preparing for a grand entrance into the city. Even the horses were prancing nervously and grandly as if they could sense a change was coming.

Zahra had been dressed in a new elegant white cotton sarong that wrapped around her curvy hips and just daringly showed her belly button. Golden rings and precious gems adorned the hemline of the wrap. Her chest was left open, but a lacework of gold, lapis lazuli, and rubies were draped around her, giving tantalizing teasing glances at her curves. they had wanteed to shave her head and place an ornate wig upon her, but this she refused, and amazingly they gave in, letting her keep her long hair. Instead it was tied back with delicate gold bands.

As they entered the city Zahra was hidden from view by a simple cotton veil on her platform. She could see nothing of the city, but knew that they must be drawing quite a crowd with their distinct horses and chariots that preceded her.

And then it was the moment that they were at the palace. Her platform was set down, and the guards pulled back the veil and ushered her outside. She knelt, as she was taught at the feet of the diplomat that would present her to her new owner.....

 

[blackopal19]

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[bullshot]

Si / Idrial / Zaynab

Si was enjoying working on the two girls but was having a little difficulty trying to keep a different rhythm with his fingers in Zaynab to his cock in Idrial. He didn’t want Zaynab to climax until his cock was buried in her, but he knew if he kept going to long in her sex with his fingers she’d be gushing all over him.

Now that he’d started his cock moving in Idrial she changed completely from being hesitant to wanting more, she was now matching the movement of his cock slamming down on it as he pushed into her. He could see that Idrial wanted to help him as he worked on Zaynab and decided that it would solve his problem for him.

“You can touch Zaynab if you wish,” he told Idrial. “But don’t make her cum, just keep her at the point where she’s wanting a cock inside her,” he added as he saw the looks of surprise on the faces of the two girls.

He could feel Idial’s pussy starting to tighten on his cock as he continued to drive in and out of her as she reached the point of no return and was nearing her orgasm. He kept plundering her sex with his hard cock waiting for the moment that she climaxed knowing that he’d cum into her as soon as she did.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda cursed herself for taking a public bath, but she wanted the openness today. Now she was grinning wickedly as the man addressed her. “Hello Lord Kenston,” she smiled warmly. Her leg purposely brushed his. Her eyes moved to the guards. “Leave us,” she demanded. She knew he would obey her, she was as close to the Sultan’s wife as any woman in the Harem and to disobey her meant she could make your life miserable. The guard said nothing, he’d helped her before, and she always awarded him nicely in the end. He would reward her nicely this time too.

She moved over to Kenneth, this time wasting no time playing games with him. Her fingers moved over his cock and she began to stroke it hard. “You told on me... you told about my wanting to play with you... didn’t you.” She stroked harder, felt him grow in her hand. “I am a worthy prize for any man... would you like to try this?” she asked as she rubbed the head of his cock against her moist cunt.

He hissed and she grinned. “Tell me... Tell me why I don’t just plunge your cock in me now and take you like a man wants to be taken.”

Miranda growled into his ear and continued to press her pussy against his swollen cock. “Do you wish to fuck me? To own me for a moment, no matter how brief.” She ran her tongue over his ear and whispered. “The guard will not let anyone enter until I allow it. Fuck me Kenneth,” she nipped his ear and pulled on the lobe. Her fingers still skimming his sex over her cunt.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

"Evanson," he grunted out as she toyed with his sex. "Miranda, you don't look worse for wear." He placed his hands on her hips and fought the ugre to take her. He couldn't believe the way his blood was boiling inside his viens. He swallowed and listened to her whisper in his ear. Words that were asking him why he didn't want to fuck her. He did though, God help him he wanted to, but he couldn't. He bit his lower lip and felt the heat of her sex try to envelope him.

"Miranda," he growled, his notrils flared as he breathed in her scent. His nose buried in her hair, its partial wetness did nothing to hide the scent of her from him. "Miranda, we can't." He muttered, she continued to tease him. His lips pressed against the pulse in her neck. He flicked his tongue over it, tasted her flesh. His eyes were thick with desire as she worked the magic of a long experienced temptress.

"We can't do this," he growled as he began to move her hips forward and back. "Oh Miranda...." he muttered. Her tits were pressed against him. Her body sang to him like a harp. "You are... a demoness," he growled as he gave in and impaled her on his hard cock. He squeezed her ass and moved his shaft in and out of her, his teeth captured her neck and bit down on the flesh, marking her. He ground his cock deep within her warmth.

Water rippled and splashed around them as he pounded into her. Kenneth couldn't think all he could do was feel her heated walls surround him. "Miranda," he whispered against her neck, licked the flesh, touched her nipples with one hand, and tweaked them tight. "Yesss... oh fuck..." he continued the invasion of her cunt.

It was fast, fast for him, and he knew she'd not yet come for him yet, but it was that initial shot of seed leaving him that sobered him quickly. He closed his eyes and laid his head on her shoulder. "What have I done," he groaned and then lifted his sister from his cock. He stopped and grabbed her head. "I must check," he muttered.

His fingers traced over her ear and he turned her head with his other hand. He bent back the top of her ear, moved her long red tresses and stared at the birthmark that all Evanson's had been graced with. "Amanda," he whispered to himself. He set her on the edge of the pool, got up, grabbed his robe and headed to his rooms.

His body was shaking from the release he'd just experienced in the arms of his sister.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda felt his cock claim her and shivered in delight, only for a moment did she worry about the bruise on her neck. She knew though that her Sultan had marked her as well, so the bruise would be easily explained away. He was a passionate lover, so it would not shock him at all to have a love bite from his teeth upon her skin.

What frustrated her now was the Lord had left her wanting more and she was hungry for release. He’d also played with her ear, suddenly releasing her, muttering that woman’s name again, and then leaving. Did he think she was this Amanda? Only the old treasurer knew her past. She would seek him out and ask him herself. She wondered what he would say to her, how he would act if she were to ask him what her name was when she came to the Palace.

Her body was still in a highly aroused state and she knew her guard would want his payment for her silence. It wasn’t long before the baths were empty and Miranda’s desires were fulfilled as she rode her guard’s sex hard. His private chambers where he and his long dead wife lived for several years were soon filled with the aroma of their joining.

She climaxed over his swollen cock and felt his seeds mingle with those of Kenneth’s from earlier. Her body hungered for the arts she’d been trained for years ago. When she left her guards chamber she slipped back into the palace, a very happy and sedated woman. She moved to the harem’s rooms and freshened up for the coronation of the Sultan.