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Si & Miranda

"The Sultan sent you because he's tired of you, he wanted you out of the way so he could enjoy the new slave without you getting in the way. What is she ten years your junior, I think you're getting to old to be a pleasure slave. Si retorted as Miranda tried to build herself up as the Favoured one.

"If the sultan decides to punish you for not acting correctly with me I'll willingly help with the flogging. Now get out of my sight and tell the guards that we're returning to the palace," Si through in one last bard knowing that the Sultan could order her flogged for the way she treated him.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

His words stung, but she bit back the threats of his pending punishment. He was wrong. She knew this. She had the Sultan eating out of the palm of her hand. She headed to the flaps of his tent and looked back. “I’ve not treated you any less then I would any man that cared only for a fuck in his bed. You got what you deserved. . .nothing.”

She left the tent and hurried forward to the guards. She ordered them as she’d been commanded and then left them to ready themselves and break up camp. Miranda hurried to the Gift and saw that her condition was weakening. She would be lucky to make it back to the palace or even the first break. She packed up her belongings as well as the Gifts, then hurried to the captain of the guard and pulled him aside.

When camp was ready she climbed in and sat with the Gift. Her thoughts now on returning home and returning to the Sultan’s bed. She was not to old. She was experienced and that alone made her highly valuable. She shot daggers at Si Habib whenever their eyes connected. She was thankful though. . .extremely thankful that she had not had to fuck him. After all was said and done. . .she had won.

 

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Si & miranda

Si laughed as she tried to taunt him as she left the tent, little did she know that he was of the same opinion that the Sultan had probably reached. That she was to old to be a pleasure slave, if she was his she'd do all the menial tasks that she normaly ordered the other slaves to do.

He didn't want to fuck her but would have if she'd acted like a pleasure slave but he was looking forward to lashing her naked strung up body as punishment for not performing as she was supposed to when with a master.

The looks she gave him as he mounted ready to leave and head back to the palace would have killed him if looks could kill. Still she'd hate him even more when they got back to the palace, he moved close to the litter carrying her and the sick gift.

"Miranda when we reach the palace you are to go straight to the Harem and wait there until you're summoned by myself or the Sultan," he told her in a loud enough voice so that the guards could hear the direct order. This would give him time to talk to the Sultan before she had chance and also if she disobeyed the guards would confirm that he'd given the order as they'd love to see her punished after the way she treated them.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda heard his words, though she didn’t acknowledge them. She would do as he asked, though she knew deep down the man would be shocked to learn how close she was to the Sultan’s heart. The older one. . the sick one, would have frayed her to within an inch of her life, but this one. . Ackbar. He often hungered for what his brother had and he now had Miranda as his personal play thing. Ackbar would not fail her, she knew this and was sure of it. She would plead her case before her Sultan and in the end, her lips would pleasure all anger from his body.

Her smirk of satisfaction filled her with glee. Yes, there were things that she did with her body that the Sultan loved and those things would delight him for many years. If she was punished it was so Si Habib saved face as well as the Sultan, but she knew the punishment would be soft. Her eyes filled with laughter as she leaned back against the cart she was in and sighed in pleasure.

Returning home was always a wonderful thing. The decision to press onward and not stay and rest overnight was made and Miranda felt somewhat sad at the fact that she could not torment Si Habib again. While he plotted behind her back, she plotted quietly in her head... oh she may receive a punishment, but it would not be the severe one that he wished for her. She would see to that.

 

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Si

Deciding not to stop over night on the return journey meant that they'd return to the palace early afternoon on the following day.

Si was looking forward to the thrashing that Miranda was going to get, he also meant to make sure that she didn't get chance to speak to the Sultan before the flogging. As he was the injured party he could demand that he was the one who used the whip on her naked body. He meant to make her pay for the injustice that she'd done him and to teach her what happened to slaves who thought they were free.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

When they arrived back at the Palace the night was thick and the group exhausted. The Gift however had succumbed to her death and Miranda took charge of her body while she avoided Si’s glances of hate. She knew she would have to deal with the Sultan, she would remain awake until she was called. It had been years since she’d placed herself into the heavy trance but she would. She would be awake while her body slept.

Once the Gift’s body was wrapped and confined to one of the cooling rooms, that was buried deep under the sand where the wine was kept, though in a different part of the Palaces’ underground workings, she headed back to the Harem just like she’d been ordered. It was on this trip back that she remembered that Si had ordered her directly to the Harem and she’d defied him. This time though, she frowned at the knowledge. She hadn’t meant to, the exhausting trip having taken a toll on her memory. Though knowing Si Habib, he’d work that into her punishment as well.

She made it to the Harem and called for a bath. Once it was prepared she slipped into it and allowed the water to relax her. She closed her eyes, but kept her mind aware as the heat of both the liquid and the steam surrounded her and set her mind at ease. She was still the favored one; she just needed to be alone with Ackbar to remind him. Surely he would not pass judgement on her without good reason, the word of a man that obviously didn’t like her, couldn’t hold that much weight over the woman that had served his family for so many years. . .could it?

 

[blackopal19]

ooc- sorry for such the huge delay, real life was a bit pressing.

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SHe returned to the harem after the sultan dismissed her. Her body was all tingly and satisfied after the encounter. She decided she wanted a bath, and a change of clothes...and perhaps a friend among the other slave girls.

As she stripped in preparation for a bath her mind was busy with plans on giving the sultan an heir...

 

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Si

When they arrived at the palace Si sent a slave to find the Grand Vizier to arrange a meeting with the Sultan as soon as possible, he also knew that he would need to explain why they’d returned instead of continuing and leaving Miranda with the Pharaoh in place of the gift.

When the Grand Vizier arrived Si asked him to arrange a meeting with the Sultan at the Sultan’s earliest convenience, The Grand Vizier said he’d see what he could do and left Si to get out of his travel clothes and clean himself up.

It wasn’t long before a young slave arrived to tell him that the Sultan would see him now, Si followed to the Sultan’s rooms and waited in an anti-chamber for the Sultan to see him.