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

[Babette_____]

Susanne/Kenneth

Susanne stood up and smoothed down her dress, then turned to Kenneth. “I’m sure there was an inventory of the belongings only an idiot would have thought a will did not come with one.” She lifted her brow, daring him to call her an idiot, though she thought for a moment of calling herself one. She shrugged her shoulders, everything he didn’t find would be quickly blamed on fleeing staff.

The inventory list was handed to her and she looked over it, noting several things that were indeed missing, but only to Kenneth. She knew exactly where the items were. Those she didn’t have with her, she had sold sometime apparently after her husband changed his will, or knew of her deceptions.

She took the other paper. . . the contract and she read the final paragraph, adding her in as his Mistress if she failed in delivering the Favored One to Kenneth’s side. She shivered. What would happen when Kenneth learned that she was already the Sultan’s whore. . .or at least on her way to becoming it. She signed the paper and sanded it, then she folded and kept it clasped tightly in her hand.

“I’ll not need to play your Mistress, for I’ll be sure you get your sister. Though taking her will require great skill. . . You mentioned a herbist? Or was that Nackal?” she asked. “Either way though. . . someone will need to get close to her, I could, we have talked in the pools, but she is not at the palace, you know this, so it will be sometime before you can take her.”

“Let us conclude your inventory of my possessions. You do understand that I will insist on all of these things remaining here when I regain my property.”

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Ken and Sue

Kenneth smirked and agreed that indeed everything they found on the inventory sheet would be returned to her. “There is an herbalist. I do hope to get his help. He of course would not know it is for the Favored One, but would believe it was for a most disagreeable ailment I have when seafaring.” He chuckled at her expression.

“No Dear. . .I have no ailment, but if I did, sleep would be the best thing for me. So the Favored one will be sleeping soundly when I take her. Miranda. . .Amanda was meant to be a Lady, not a whore. . .unlike some.”

He continued walking though he knew he had slammed her pride hard. He kept his walk steady and waited for her to lash out, knowing eventually she would. They covered the inventory in the library, dining room, and kitchens. Eventually they made their way to an unused nursery. “No need to worry about you stealing anything from here,” he remarked sarcastically.

Onward he marched ignoring any looks she may have given him, or gasps of outrage. When they entered her chambers he stopped and leaned against the pole of the bed. “Now. . . this room seems to be bare of a few things? I think we need to take our time in here Susanne. . . unless you wish to work off the list that even you must agree is growing by leaps and bounds. How much will be found missing my Dear. . .how much will you give for me to toss that list away?”

He waited for her to answer him. They had walked through the house and he had noted that a lot was missing and he knew deep down that she couldn’t have taken all of it, but he also knew she had taken some of it.

Kenneth watched her features, waiting for response, his body growing tight with the thought of how lovely it would to be to make the English bitch pay for more then just stealing. . .he wanted her paying for murdering his friend.

 

[LadyFairy]

"That is a beautiful song Idrial, where did you learn that one from? I haven't heard that one before." Turning her wintery eyes upon the girl to which she is speaking to. Zaynab listens intently to the words, closing her eyes once more to concentrate upon the sound of the girls voice, the melody soft and lifting of ones spirit.

"Things are going to change Idrial and I fear for us both if we do not bow to them. Perhaps if we give to them as they wish it will not be so bad for either of us. What do you think my friend?" Zaynab had been thinking hard about what all had happened to them since they had been brought here. Some had indeed been bad, but then some had been very pleasurable. Thoughts of their time with Si and what she had experienced in his chambers filtered through her mind.

Come over the hills, my bonnie Irish lass
Come over the hills to your darling
You choose the rose, love, and I'll make the vow
And I'll be your true love forever.

Chorus
Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne
But my love is fairer than any.

'Twas down by Killarney's green woods that we strayed
When the moon and the stars they were shining
The moon shone its rays on her locks of golden hair
And she swore she'd be my love forever.

Chorus

It's not for the parting that my sister pains
It's not for the grief of my mother
'Tis all for the loss of my bonny Irish lass
That my heart is breaking forever.

Thank you i am glad that you liked the tune..tho i am not much of a singer.. twas one o the ones me mother used to sing.. She said before continuing to softly sing the song while listining to her friend speak.

Hearing the worrie in her friends voice and that she was repeating some of Idrials own fears she said. I agree.. things have changed.. and we both have to work together to keep some favor... it wont be easy

Reaching out Idrial ran her fingers thru her friends hair and positioned herself so that she could begain messaging her sholders and back with out much discomfort to ether of them.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne's eyes flashed with hatred as she fought the wave of nausea that ran through her. She moved around the room, so familiar to her, every article of furniture and clothing that still resided in the room was important. If it were as simple as screwing Kenneth she would, but she had her slave, the one she loved. She would not lower herself to fucking the Lord, for goods. . . not unless she failed in helping him with Miranda.

“The list, Kenneth.”

She began to check things off, one at a time, skipping some, cursing others. “Your staff seemed to have had some sticky fingers my Lord,“ she hissed as she made remarks about jewels missing and priceless porceilan aritifacts.

When the inventory was finished she handed the list back to him. “You know, my slave satisfies me greatly. Perhaps you could take lessons from him and watch us one day. . .You haven't had a turn at the Harem yet, do you perhaps have a problem?“ She chuckled and the openly laughed.

“Kenneth, for all your threats of needing a Mistress, I have not yet seen you fuck anyone at the palace. Perhaps it isn't a woman you seek, but. . .“ she let the words die as she smirked up at him. ”I'm returning to the palace now, please enjoy your day.“ Susanne headed toward the door thoughts of Nackal on her mind.

 

[redbaron05]

Sultan Akbar and Zahra

Her dark eyes look up towards his, wondering if he is pleased.

Looking down into the dark eyes of the beauty kneeling between his legs Akbar smiles and moans at the feel of her hot wet mouth on his thick hard cock.

Beckoning her to climb up to him Ackbar takes Zahra into his arms and kisses her deeply and passionately. As their kiss ends Akbar rolls them to where he is atop of the beautiful young woman.

Lifting himself into a sitting position at the foot of the bed near her feet. Smiling softly into her eyes he says, "Now my precious pet this is how a Sultan pleases a woman. Looking into her dark eyes as she lays back on the bed Akbar lifts her foot bringing it to his lips softly teasing each toe by softly licking and sucking each one first one foot than the other. Slowly working his way up her lower leg he softly trails his tongue over the soft skin of her lower calves tasting the mixed flavors of the perfumes and oils she was bathed in and the slight saltyness of her sweat from her erotic dancing.
Slowly he teases her by trailing his tongue over the skin of her knees stopping to lick and kiss the sensitive spot behind each knee. Sliding upward ever so slowly up over her thighs Akbar can begin to smell the intoxicating odors of her arousal emminating from her arroused sex.
"MMM... You smell good enough to eat" Akbar says as he inches closer to the source of the intoxicating odor that is drawing him higher. Parting her thighs till he is laying between them Akbar continues to tease the young Zahra with light kisses upon her inner thighs before teasingly brushing the tip of his tongue over the warm moist lips of her virgin sex tasting her for the first time.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Ken and Sue

Kenneth watched her walk away and felt his temper rise with every step she took. He over took her in two steps, grabbed her arm and twisted him around to face him. He pushed her back against the closed bedroom door and growled against her ear. “Your slave is not here Susanne. Nor is the guard you brought.”

He pressed against her. His mouth hovering within a mere hairs width away from her flesh.

“Do you feel how badly I desire a woman. I have no need for any other type of play that you hint at.”

Kenneth took her hand and pressed it against his cock. Having her pressed against him, forced his sex to jerk in response and he forced her hand to move over his stiff member. Quickly he moved his mouth to her lips and covered them. His tongue pushed through her lips and he tasted her warm flesh. He lifted her hand from his sex and pulled her away from the door, only long enough to force her twisted hand behind her back, where he quickly captured the other.

“Will you fight me Susanne? Or will you work off your debt? It can be our secret. You can not worry about the inventory and your slave and your Sultan will never know you had my cock inside you.”

He moved his mouth to her neck and began to bite and tease her flesh.

“I know your style. You like it rough, you like to be fucked hard. . .I know about your lovers and I know how you use them. I can use you Susanne. . . and then perhaps you will willingly become my whore as well as that of your slave.”

 

[scottishblonde]

amazing

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda and the gift enjoyed another meal at the Oasis and she was glad to see that the gift had stayed away from the guard. Her eyes shifted nervously around the group and a sigh escaped her when she did not notice Si Habib anywhere near the encampment. She wondered if he to were resting of if he had decided on a bath.

She was not about to press her luck or ask questions, so she quickly finished her absolutions and went to her tent. She quickly donned her bed clothes and slipped in under the covers. Her eyes closed fast and she prayed she’d fall asleep quickly before Si Habib remembered where she was supposed to me.

The gift soon made her way to Miranda and Miranda felt the girl crawl in behind her. She fell asleep promptly and Miranda found herself jealous of the girl and her easiness. It was an hour or two before Miranda found herself asleep.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne felt blood on her lips and knew his teeth had broken her skin. She growled at him, her fingers curled into fists were held immobile by his grip. He pulled away, offering to fuck her rough and she glared at him. Her eyes slitted and she snarled. “You get your hands off me Kenneth. You have no proof that I am the reason behind the missing items.” She bucked against him, felt the arousal of his sex and for a moment a whimper escaped her. She coughed to hide it and lowered her eyes.

“I will fuck you if your mission fails, otherwise I am only the Sultan’s whore and my slave is my only lover. Now take your hands off me and back up.”

Her chest rose and fell as he stayed pressed against her. She was hot and wet. Her body was betraying her and she knew if he didn’t release her she could very well be found in his bed. She hated herself. Hated wanting to fuck him, but hated the idea that she’d betray Nackal if she did.

Thoughts of the woman slave he’d used early crashed through her and it was that wave of love she remembered for him that made her spit at Kenneth and push with all her might against him. She took one leg and twisted against his, throwing him off balance and making his grip on her wrist loosen. She got one hand free and brought it up to rake down his face and then she pulled free of his grip completely.

“Damn you,” she hissed as she opened the door and ran out into the hall.

 

[ZuesTheGod]

Kenneth watched her leave, his thoughts on how wonderful it would be to tame the vixen beneath the proper disguise. He went to the bathroom that was in her rooms, former rooms and grabbed a cloth from the cabinet. He dabbed at his face, wiping the small beads of blood she’d pulled from him. He wondered what her words to her slave would be.

Would she tell him she had gotten aroused by him pressing against her? He knew she had. He’d seen it in her eyes, felt it in her tight nipples. Kenneth chuckled, had he been able to he would have felt it in her cunt.

He tossed the bloody cloth and headed to his library. He had more business to attend to. The main was that he was going to be staying in his home for now. Well his new home. He wrote a letter to the Sultan and one to Si Habib. He then went into the village and gave both to a young man and knew they would be delivered.

Kenneth then went about town making inquires, for a temporary staff in the manor. He would be here for at least two more weeks. Then when Miranda was back he would take her and return home. For now though he needed to distance himself from Miranda. He could not be the one to take her. He had to much freedom to lose.

He would send Susanne a note and when it was time she would find a way to bring Miranda to him. He had no doubt she would find a way.

 

[WHOREFATMA]

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[bullshot]

Si

Si woke with a start and realised that he’d slept through the afternoon and it was now dark outside, then he remembered he’d instructed Miranda to present herself in his tent dressed as a pleasure slave that evening. Opening the tent flap he called the guard who was outside.

“Did the Favoured one come to my tent this evening,” he asked.

“No sir,” the guard replied. Si was annoyed that she’d taken it into her head to disobey a direct command.

“Call your captain,” he ordered the guard and went back into his tent to wait.

“Captain, I ordered the Favoured one to my tent this evening and she hasn’t arrived. I want you to take two guards with you and bring her here dressed as she is now, don’t allow her to change or put anything else on. The two guards are to stay outside her tent to protect the gift, nobody other than myself or the Favoured one is to enter that tent,” he gave the captain his instructions and dismissed him.

He settled down to await Miranda’s arrival smiling as he thought about how annoyed she’d be getting dragged from her tent at this time of night. Still that would make it all the more pleasurable as he made her bend to his will until she was enjoying the pleasure as much as he was.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda was shaken awake, the guard both amused but also a bit intimidated for having to disturb the Favored One. “What is it?” she mumbles. Her eyes look around, adjusting to the light that spills from the lantern that a guard held in her hands. “The Gift?” she immediately asks. Her body though answers her question and she sighs in relief.

“Si Habib request. . .” the guard stops when Miranda lifts her hand and rises.

“You and I both know that creature does not request, but demands my presence,” she hissed back. She grabs her robe and the guard stops here. “What? Am I not to be allowed to robe myself? Does he wish me to become ill?”

“As you are, were his orders,” the guard answered, enjoying that the high and mighty one was being forced to submit. She’d wrapped her fingers around the Sultan’s of the Palace for years and now even if it were for a short time, she would be reminded her place.

“Leave the Gift’s side and you’ll find your death on your doorstep,” she told one guard who was now positioned outside the tent. She followed the other, her thick gown barely keeping her warm enough from the desert night. She sighs and pushes her hair back. When they reach the tent she steps in and the guard walks out leaving her there.

“I’m here. Let’s get this over with,” she told him. Her fingers began to work away the ties that kept her nightdress closed.

 

[bullshot]

Si & Miranda

“Stop! Who gave you permission to disrobe?” Si asked and laughed at the look on her face. “We’re going to play a little game you’re going to share my bed, but you’re not going to feel my cock inside you tonight, maybe tomorrow night if you’re a good little pleasure slave,” Si informed her still laughing at her.

Si pulled the covers back on his bed and got into it. “Come and join me,” he ordered, having no choice Miranda got in with him. Si pulled her to him and gently kissed her without any passion he slid his hand down and caressed her breasts teasing them through her nightdress before starting on her nipples rubbing them through the thick material while continuing the kiss. Carefully he undid the top of her nightwear so he could get his hand onto her tits and nipples with the encumbrance of the cloth, he continued to tease and pinch her nipples until he could feel them hardening. Si knew that her mind would fight him but her body was a different matter, if he just used her for his own pleasure she would just lie there like a sack of potatoes this way her body was going to betray her but he wasn’t going to let her climax.

Once her nipples had hardened he moved his hand down to her crotch and started rubbing their through the thick material again teasing her as each movement of his hand pulled the hem of her gown up an inch or so until he’d moved it high enough to gain access to her sex. Although she was keeping her legs closed tightly there was room for him so slide one finger down and start to tease her clit, at this time he moved his head so that he could suckle on her nipples while slowly causing her clit to get hard as he flicked and teased it.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda lay there still and unmoving except for the occasional shifting of her ass or her legs. She listened to his voice, full of self-worth and self-assurance. She laughed out right and glared down on him. “Play your game. Do you think you are the first man I’ve bedded and had him try the same tricks your trying. I have faked it many a time Si. . .I can fake it with you too. Waste your time. I really don’t care. I’ve laid with many men. . . believe me you aren’t special.”

She felt his finger enter her and she sighed, not from pleasure, but annoyance. She thought it funny how men really thought a body would betray itself. She opened her legs slightly letting him have access to what he wanted as she began a series of questions running through her mind. She thought of many things, chores she’d done as a young slave girl as well as the times she had to please the ghastly King from a visiting nation.

As she thought of these things she moaned on cue and rose her hips on cue. She knew what her job was and so she performed, just like any good pleasure slave would. As she recalled that her favorite dress was in need of washing, her fingers slipped over her breasts and she touched them. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sounds of the outside, anything to distract herself from the man and his mission.

“Mmm...” she moaned though a puff of air. “Ahhh...” she hissed as she lifted her ass to his fingers. “Ohh you are such a skilled man,” she muttered under her breath. In her mind, a place where Si Habib could not go she recalled an old prayer she’d not heard before, the odd thing was she had heard it, but she’d heard it spoken to her by a young boy in English, not Arabic. She focused on the poem and “cooed” on command.

 

[bullshot]

Si & Miranda

Si nearly laughed out loud at Miranda’s antics, did she really think that he was such a fool to be taken in by mere moans and groans, she’d obviously forgotten the number of slaves he’d broken for the various Sultans. She couldn’t hide the fact that her nipples had hardened under his ministrations, or that her clit had also hardened but the moans and groans coming from her were to forced sometimes even too early when he went to do something. The other thing that she’d overlooked was that if she was as aroused which she was pretending to be as a pleasure slave she’d be attempting to give the master pleasure as she received it.

This didn’t really matter to Si he had all night to tease her sensitive areas, in the morning she’d leave his tent looking like she hadn’t slept all night that would give the guards and the gift something to talk about. Of course Miranda would claim that nothing happened but the louder she claimed this the more the guards and gift would be sure that she had succumbed to Si’s ministrations. He continued to tease her even slipping his fingers into her as she opened her legs slightly to allow him access, again another mistake on her part her sex was completely dry not oozing with juices as it would be if she was as aroused as she’d have him believe.

He knew that with enough attention her sex would start to produce it’s lubrication ready for penetration but he had no intention of fucking her that night his main aim was to ruin her reputation amongst the guards and with the gift. After a sleepless night his own reputation would rise as well for being able to fuck her all night leaving her bleary eyed in the morning, he withdrew his fingers from her sex and just concentrated on her clit knowing that eventually even if it took a week with him teasing her each night her body would finally rebel against her mind.

Suddenly a load scream reverberated through the camp, it was a female’s scream and as there were only two females in the camp and one was playing games along side him it had to be the gift. Both he and Miranda were out of bed in a flash, just managing not to trip each other in their haste to get out of the tent towards the tent holding the gift. The two guards were at the entrance and more were now moving around the outside of the tent encircling it Miranda shot into the tent quickly followed by Si, She stopped so quickly when she saw what had happened that Si bumped into her, he managed to grab her and stop them both falling in a heap.

The gift was sprawled across the bed with her night clothes pulled up around her waist examining a number of punctures in her skin on her thighs and stomach. “A s.c.o.r.pion,” she managed to stammer before passing out.

“Get the physician quickly,” Si ordered not waiting to see if he was obeyed. “With that many stings she’ll be lucky if she survives until morning,” he told Miranda as they waited impatiently for the physician to arrive.

The physician examined the gift before turning to Si and Miranda. “There’s not much I can do for her here, I can keep her alive for a couple of days if we’re lucky but that’s all,” he informed them. Si was wondering what he had in his bag that might help the girl, he had things for snake bite but scorpion stings weren’t normally fatal this one must have got under her night clothes and as she tried to swat it had stung her again and again.

“Keep her alive until we get somewhere that you can deal with it properly, she’s in your care for the moment,” Si told the physician. Taking hold of Miranda’s arm he leant close to her and whispered. “We need to talk back to my tent,” On the way Si was wondering if either of them would survive if the gift died on route even though she was well guarded.

“Well what do we do now?” Si asked when they regained the privacy of his tent all thought of teaching Miranda a lesson gone from his mind. “You’re responsible for her well being even if the Sultan did give me body rights over you, I don’t think he’ll take that into consideration if she dies,” Si informed her knowing that both of them could end up headless.

 

[leopardlover]

Nackal wakes to find Susanne gone after a long rest. He feels much better for it. He notes that a healer has been called for while he slept. Apparently one of the other slaves noted his blood soaked hand. The cut is quickly poulticed and taken care of.

Afterwards he takes a long bath, soaking in the heat, images playing in his mind of he and Susanne. He wonders when she will be back. She left no instructions and no guards except those who're always about and that he should not wander today. So he lets himself drift in and out of sleep.

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne made her way back to the Palace and back to her rooms. She went to her bedchambers and stopped when she saw her slave resting in the waters of a bath. She chuckled and walked over to him. She sat down and kissed his neck. "Wake up my lover," she whispered.

She sat back on her heels and waited for him to turn around and emerge from the tub. "Tell me my sweet. What plans did you and Kenneth work out?"

Her eyes moved over his form as he left the waters and began to dry off. She wished Kenneth had not killed her mood, but she was ready to plan her escape from his clutches and sex was not something she desired at the moment.

 

[redbaron05]

After a night of passion with the new slave Akbar sends her back to the harem and makes his way to his private bath where he is washed and scrubbed clean and dresses for his day.

Making his way to the throne room he handles the affairs of the kingdom for the day. While handling the affairs of the empire Akbar asks if there had been any news of the favored ones caravan? "Not yet Sire" the Vizier answers After handling the affairs of state Akbar retreats to his personal chambers.

Musing to himself as he relaxes he remembers that Lady Rolith has not made the first payement on their rental agreement. Summoning a slave girl he sends her to the rooms assigned to lady rolith with a note requesting she join him in his private chambers

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

The scream had pulled Miranda from her inner battle and she hoped it was the guard trying to force the Gift, because then they would have an execution and that would stall the fucking she was to endure by Si Habib. She shivered when his fingers left her, but she was determined to acknowledge it as a shiver of rejoicement of his leaving her. When they reached the tent and saw the true reason for the Gift’s scream Miranda felt horrible for the beautiful creature. She left her in care of the doctor, though inside she was sorry for the beautiful life that was slowly seeping away.

When Si Habib spoke to her seeking her counsel in one breath and then blaming her in the next her jaw when slack and then she laughed at him. “Oh you foolish ass. Do you think the Sultan is going to blame me for a Scorpian? Are you an idiot as well as a rapist? What a fool you are? The scorpian is a creature that was created long before either of us and roams this world untethered. Do not think our Sultan is so foolish that he will blame me?”

She rolled her eyes and tied her gown. “The guards would be blamed you fool... if you insist on pointing fingers. Also if you think about it... had I been in the tent with her instead of servicing your limp cock then perhaps she would still be alive. But no... you were unable to rise to the occasion and so my time here was a waste. If you wish to point fingers at nature and the workings of a Scorpian then by all means start at the source. You, and your lust to have something that shows no want or desire for you.”

“What we do is up to you. Remember Great Si Habib, lover of the potent drugs of lust, you are in command here. I am just a humble servant. Figure out how to get out of this mess yourself. You created it.”

 

[leopardlover]

Nackal speaks as he stretches, removing the kinks from his body while the cloth moves briskly, drying him from head to toe. He drops it then, moves to her and draws her close.

"We made no perticular plans. He said something about needing your word to back mine. But there was mention of a drug. It'd seem he plans to drug her before riding out. Probably head towards the nearest port and then flee on the fastest ship that will carry us. It will require timing."

His hands move up and down her back, his lips covering hers softly for many moments before pulling back slightly. "Once outside the palace I will be at my most useful to any escape plans. Here I am too well watched."

 

[Babette_____]

Susanne leans against him as he eases the stress from her muscles. He may not have known she was under stress, but the meeting with Kenneth had upset her. She slipped her arms around him and nuzzled his neck. Her lips sliding softly to the left then the right. "I missed you," she told him.

Her eyes showed the feeling she had yet to express to him. As her lips moved to intercept with his a knock came to her door. She sighed and pressed her forehead against his chest. "Stay there," she grinned and winked.

Susanne headed to the door and opened it quickly. "What?" she snapped. Her eyes settled on a serving girl.

"The Sultan asks for your presence."

Susanne closed the door and then her eyes, she opened them again as well as the door. "Tell the Sultan I am very ill and can not come to him. I will see him if he insists, but I can barely walk from here to my bed. I would have sent my slave, but he is naked. Please give him my regards."

She shut the door firmly and looked to Nackal. "Guess I better look all sickly and get into bed."

 

[bullshot]

Si & Miranda

Si laughed as Miranda said that he was in charge and she was just a humble servant, he didn’t think that she’d considered herself a humble servant for many years it just suited her to act like one now something in her plans had gone wrong.

“The only things that I’m really in charge of are the drugged wine and you, by order of the Sultan,” He told her stopping to give her time to realise her position.

“You don’t know what the Sultan will do after all you’re here instead of being in the palace acting as his Favoured one, maybe he’s got another favourite by now. How can I be a rapist? You can only rape free women not slaves, maybe that’s why the Sultan sent you, because you’re beginning to act like a free woman instead of a pleasure slave. When you think about it he sent you with me a man that he knows you hate and effectively made you my slave for the duration of the trip by giving me body rights on you, I wonder what was in the back of his mind to do a thing like that to his favourite slave?” Si asked smiling as he did.

“Had you been acting like a pleasure slave instead of thinking of yourself as a free woman you would have had my cock hard in no time, but NO you decided that you were going to disobey orders and pretend that my ministrations were having an effect on you. I wonder how often you’ve tricked the Sultan the same way as you tried to trick me and what he’ll say when he finds out. You say that you have no want or desire for me but again those things are the prerogative of free women not slaves, slaves want and desire their master at all times. Don’t you realise that if I really wanted to fuck you I could have easily have had you drugged so that you’d be begging me to take you; instead I wanted to see how good the so called Favourite of the Sultan acted as a pleasure slave. Of course you failed miserably because you think that you’re a free woman, I should have you taken outside and flogged in front of the whole camp for your actions,” he informed her knowing that he was going to have to tame her one way or another or the Sultan would be very angry.

“Now to the real reason that I’m here, the Sultan doesn’t trust you to carry out his orders and drug the gift if necessary for the Pharaoh, but he could have sent another slave that he trusted so why decide to send you unless he wanted you out of the palace. If you’d been trustworthy I wouldn’t be here with you as my slave for the duration, and you wouldn’t have to worry about pleasing me,” he laughed as he said this to her knowing that his insight was probably true having seen the new slave the Sultan had received from the pharaoh.

“The physician says the gift could last two days, I think we should return to the palace but as you’re in charge of the gift you should decide whether to return or not,” Si told her leaving the fate of the gift in her hands. Knowing that if the gift died before they reached the palace or the Pharaoh the Sultan would have some questions he’d want answering.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Miranda’s eyes flashed with fury. “He sent me because I am the FAVORED ONE!” She stepped closer and growled low at him.

“I have been a member of the Sultan’s home for some time and if you think that your words hold weight with him you are wrong. Do not try me. . . you will lose. Your words are nothing when compared to the pleasure he gives me. He is a real man. . .I have never faked anything with him.” She glanced at his cock and added, "There was never a need."

Miranda turned away and sat down. Her eyes fixated on the ground as she contemplated his words. She was not being pushed aside and she would prove that once she returned home. “We will turn back and our Sultan will provide another gift to the Sultan. Perhaps you can go with that one to and save me the trouble of seeing your features around the palace.”

She stood up and glared at him. “I believe we can go now. . . I’ve had plenty of time with you. . .enough really. So do you give the order to leave or do I?” she asked him.

 

[LadyFairy]

Idrail gently glided her fingers over Zaynabs back, when the masage was done, and leaned forward sofly kissing her between the sholdrblades, and slowly moving her hair asside.

She nibbled the back of her earlobe and kissed her neck, before making her way down her back kissing, nibbling, and licking until she heard Zaynab's soft moan of pleasure.

Smiling softly and blowing her warm breath over the moist spots on Zaynabs body Idrial slid her hands up Zaynab's sides to help her she teased Zaynab with her hands as well as her mouth. Looking up at Zaynab with mischife in her eyes she asked.. Mistress.... what do you wish??

Later Idrial lay next to Zaynab and cryed softly trying not to disturb her friend.. she didnt want this life.. nether of them had.. it hadnt been their chioce, and she missed her father greatly.

She was home sick and even if their was away to escape.. she couldnt return to Ireland not after this...., but if this was to be it for them and their was no other chioce then she was glad to at least have Zaynab....