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same location and time.", "writing": "Baghdad, Iraq. 9th century.\n\nFree, that's what we were. We were a trio of Caracal sisters, sister by choice, all of us orphans in this city. We stole and cheated our way to survival and were able to make our way on pickpocketing. That fated day started early, my sisters and I skulking the market.\n\nSamira was our leader, taller than us by a head and always the smartest one in the room. She got us into trouble a lot and always knew how to get us out. Nura was the youngest of us and the best pickpocket but her true skill was deception, her eyes could get any man to drop their guard long enough for us to take what we wanted. And then there was me, Layla, the middle child and the unremarkable one.\n\nWe had started making our usual rounds of pickpocketing and purse cutting. Cloaked in veils of earthen color we anonymously strode through the crowd to work for our dinner. Leather pouches full of coins jangled in my sleeve as we walked through the crowd in the shadows of the men and women in the market. As we neared the front gate of the market which was the domain of the wealthiest merchants we saw something tantalizing. \n\nForeigners dressed in fine silks and escorted by soldiers in strange armor. The men in silks looked like bears but with black and white fur while the soldiers accompanying them were massive felines, orange with blacks tripes. I'd never seen mammals like that before.\n\n``Foreigners, likely from China. All the way from the east they came here for trade. Ahmed saw a whole crowd of them ride in last night. Best we avoid them'' Samira said. It was rare for her to back down from a target. She sounded nervous as she looked at the strange men with strange arms.\n\nNura was undeterred. ``C'mon, you know they probably have gold coins. The fine silk of their coin purses could feed us for a month'' Nura said before she started to sneak towards them.\n\nSamira was about to shout to stop her but restrained herself and began to follow, I followed Samira in turn. We crept through the crowd as we followed Nura. I could hear Samira's breathing grow heavier and heavier as he watched Nura. We were soon close enough to grab Nura but she was in the progress of reaching towards a foreign noble who had fallen behind the group. She cut the string of the purse and was starting to turn around but a hand grabbed her. \n\nThe massive orange cat soldier shouted something in his language as he held Nura's wrist. Nura panicked and drove her knife into the hand that grabbed her, but an armored plate shielded it. She repeated the action a few times until she was able to drive her blade home. Once free she started running. She ran between us with the soldier on her tail and we followed. Sprinting and ducking through alleys and stalls we tried to loose the soldier but he smashed through everything in our path to catch us. He shouted more in a tongue we couldn't understand as he gained on us.\n\nWe were too focused on what was behind us to see that ahead of us a pack of wolves in the city guard blocked our path. We slammed into the wall of men with force and fell to our knees. ``Well, looks like the luck of the three thief sisters has finally run out'' they barked at us in Arabic. Nura raised her knife to a guard and was knocked unconscious by the pommel of his sword. Me and Samira raised our hands in surrender. \n\nOur hands were bound and we were taken through the streets, our veils torn off. We were met with jeers from the crowds that we regularly stole from with some even throwing food and rocks until one of the guards put a stop to it. We'd gotten in trouble a few times with us having a spent a few nights in the company of the guard and then thrown back out into the street in the morning. This time was different.\n\nSamira's eyes went wide as we turned down a different street then normal to get to the jail. I traced our steps against a map of the city in my head and came to a startling conclusion and judging by the way Samira stiffened she had come to the same realization. We were going to the palace.\n\nIt was afternoon by the time we got to the palace. Once inside the halls of the palace Samira got the courage to speak again. ``Why are we here. Shouldn't we be in front of a judge or in jail?'' she asked looking around. \n\nThe guard carrying Nura laughed. ``We're long past that point. You've caused a lot of trouble for us, so much trouble that even the city's governor knows about your activities. He gave us very specific instructions to follow if we ever caught you'' he said jovially. \n\nThe three of us were brought into a room far from the entrance and locked in. The room was covered in elaborate tilework with art hanging from the walls and soft pillows and carpets on every inch of floor. Nura woke up around this time. Beautiful women and girls of all species were lounging around the room and barely paid us any mind. ``Where are we, have we been executed?'' she asked as she rubbed the spot on her head where she was struck.\n\nSamira had a look of fear in her eyes. ``We're in some kind of palace. This is the chamber where they keep the concubines'' she said fearfully. Her fear spread to us as we looked around the room. As we spread out an examined the room we heard a door open. A leopard of middle age stepped into the room, fully covered but wearing the finest materials I'd ever seen in my life. Fine brightly colored silks and even finer cottons covered her body. A sizeable necklace was worn over her coverings. She removed her veil to show us her face.\n\n``Hello, I am Zahra, first wife of Caliph Al-Mu?tamid Al-Zahhak. You have been taken in as part of my husband's harem. You now have the honor of being part of his property'' she said bluntly.\n\nSilence hung in the room until Nura spoke. ``And if we refused?'' she asked defiantly.\n\n``There would be consequences'' Zahra said in that same bluntness as before.\n\nMe and Samira kept quiet and were visibly shaken at the turn of events and from the way Nura slouched it looked like it was setting in for her too. A handful of the concubines rose from their resting places at the command of Zahra and wordless escorted us deeper into the palace. \n\nWe were dragged into a bathing room within the palace. The concubines and the wife undressed us from out street cloths and helped us into the baths. Dirt was thoroughly scrubbed from our furs and we were cleaned with soaps that had powerful scents to them. I was honestly enjoying the wash, I hadn't had one in weeks. Samira looked worried still. She was a master of rumors and knew everyone in the city and everything that happened. I wanted to ask her what was going to happen to us but the hawk-like gaze of the first wife. Nura was enjoying the bath too based on the song she was humming to herself. I cringed at the way the water darkened as dirt and sand from my fur was scrubbed out.\n\nOnce finished we were given warmed cloth to dry ourselves off. We were given new clothing, the material was a lot more simple than what the concubines were wearing but it was nicer than the rags we had on before. Once the three of us were dressed Zahra led us to another room. We were given a fine meal with the other girls. We made small talk but focused mainly on eating until we were called away by Zahra. The leopard once again led us into a new room in the palace.\n\nWe were shocked at what we saw next. Three men were gathered around a table drinking tea. A lion dressed in more wealth than I had ever seen in my life and far heavier than even the fattest nobles, one of the strange bears from China dressed strangely in fine silks, and the soldier Nura stabbed who was dressed in similar silks. Behind them was a civil servant, my guess would be an interpreter.\n\nThe lion spoke first. ``Hello, little ones, I am Caliph Al-Zahhak. I've heard you've been giving one of my governors a hard time these past few years. Stories of little thieves running through one of my cities with fingers as light as snow disappearing with coin from everyone, beggars to nobles you stole from with impunity. I've been entertained by stories of guard captains about your exploits and I've been hoping for a chance to meet you. Now, you're mine'' he said and then began laughing so loudly I was worried the walls were going to come down on us.\n\nThe other big cat in the room said something in Chinese, no idea what but he sounded impatient. The interpreter whispered a translation to The Caliph. The Caliph nodded thoughtfully. ``And this Crown Prince Chen Hao, heir to the throne of China. Along with the head of his royal guard Captain Jian Xun. Captain Jian is getting impatient because he wants justice for the injury he sustained protecting his lord from thieves'' The Caliph continued.\n\nI felt a knife to my back as my clothing was cut away from my body, the same happened to my sisters. We quickly covered ourselves as our coverings fell to the ground. The Caliph and the captain smiled wildly at seeing us naked, the prince looked disinterested. The captain pointed at Nura and she was brought over to him. \n\nThere was little ceremony to it. The massive captain reached out and grabbed Nura by the waist and hoisted her high into the air. She screamed in terror as she was lowered down to his waiting maw. She kicked, hard enough to scratch the face of the captain until Zahra came over and held her feet together. With her feet pinned Nura began to descend down the captain's throat. He was so much bigger than Nura so she barely made a bulge in is throat as she was eaten. Time moved agonizingly slow as Nura's pleas for help ringed in my ears. Samira forced her eyes closed and covered her ears but I couldn't pull myself away.\n\nAs Nura's waist entered the captain's maw she began to twitch strangely as her face went red. Her intimate places were being tasted as she was eaten. This didn't last too long as once her waist was in the captain's throat she began to descend faster. Zahra pinned Nura's arms to her side as her naval passed Jian's lips. She was growing horse as her voice began to falter. She'd screamed herself sore begging for help. The last thing she saw was me as she looked at me pleadingly before the teeth of the captain snapped shut around her face. That last swallow could be heard through the now silent room. The slender form of Nura filled his belly causing it to swell out as Nura fought against the camber. Bulges and lumps could be seen through the now tight-fitting silk as Nura struggled. \n\n``I hope you found that enjoyable, Captain Jian. I was going to take her for myself but after hearing about what she did to your hand I figured I'd let you take your revenge. Would you like a girl, Crown Prince Chen?'' Al-Zahhak said to his guests. Chen had a brief conversation in Chinese with Jian and then to his interpreter. The interpreter whispered something to Al-Zahhak. ``Suit yourself. The prince's faith bars him from eating meat so I guess I get the pick between the two of you'' Al-Zahhak said and gestured for me and Samira to approach. He leaned in close and examined both of us. I have no idea what he was looking for but he found it in Samira. \n\nHe gestured for Samira to come closer. She was frozen stiff and had to be shoved forward towards The Caliph by Zahra. He wasted no time with her. His maw opened wide and took her head in. Samira didn't fight back or scream as seeing Nura get eaten broke whatever fighting spirit she had. I could see still Nura struggling weekly in Jian's belly out of the corner of my eye. Loud swallows filled the room as Al-Zahhak's head sank lower and lower. He stopped once his head was halfway down her body and he was uncomfortably ent over. To fix this Al-Zahhak flipped his head upwards along with Samira. Gravity took over and Samira quickly sank down. \n\nAl-Zahhak belched loudly and slouched back. Samira didn't struggle at all. The lion seemed disappointed in the stillness of his prey. He gave his belly a hard smack but still no movement. ``Shame, I was hoping for more of a fight from that one. You, on the other hand, still have spirit. You'll make a fine addition to my harem'' he said and gestured for his wife to take me away. \n\nI lost what little I had that day. I lost my sisters and my freedom. Zahra grabbed my hand and led me back to the lounge with the other girls The Caliph owned. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Baghdad, Iraq. 9th century.

Free, that's what we were. We were a trio of Caracal sisters, sister by choice, all of us orphans in this city. We stole and cheated our way to survival and were able to make our way on pickpocketing. That fated day started early, my sisters and I skulking the market.

Samira was our leader, taller than us by a head and always the smartest one in the room. She got us into trouble a lot and always knew how to get us out. Nura was the youngest of us and the best pickpocket but her true skill was deception, her eyes could get any man to drop their guard long enough for us to take what we wanted. And then there was me, Layla, the middle child and the unremarkable one.

We had started making our usual rounds of pickpocketing and purse cutting. Cloaked in veils of earthen color we anonymously strode through the crowd to work for our dinner. Leather pouches full of coins jangled in my sleeve as we walked through the crowd in the shadows of the men and women in the market. As we neared the front gate of the market which was the domain of the wealthiest merchants we saw something tantalizing.

Foreigners dressed in fine silks and escorted by soldiers in strange armor. The men in silks looked like bears but with black and white fur while the soldiers accompanying them were massive felines, orange with blacks tripes. I'd never seen mammals like that before.

``Foreigners, likely from China. All the way from the east they came here for trade. Ahmed saw a whole crowd of them ride in last night. Best we avoid them'' Samira said. It was rare for her to back down from a target. She sounded nervous as she looked at the strange men with strange arms.

Nura was undeterred. ``C'mon, you know they probably have gold coins. The fine silk of their coin purses could feed us for a month'' Nura said before she started to sneak towards them.

Samira was about to shout to stop her but restrained herself and began to follow, I followed Samira in turn. We crept through the crowd as we followed Nura. I could hear Samira's breathing grow heavier and heavier as he watched Nura. We were soon close enough to grab Nura but she was in the progress of reaching towards a foreign noble who had fallen behind the group. She cut the string of the purse and was starting to turn around but a hand grabbed her.

The massive orange cat soldier shouted something in his language as he held Nura's wrist. Nura panicked and drove her knife into the hand that grabbed her, but an armored plate shielded it. She repeated the action a few times until she was able to drive her blade home. Once free she started running. She ran between us with the soldier on her tail and we followed. Sprinting and ducking through alleys and stalls we tried to loose the soldier but he smashed through everything in our path to catch us. He shouted more in a tongue we couldn't understand as he gained on us.

We were too focused on what was behind us to see that ahead of us a pack of wolves in the city guard blocked our path. We slammed into the wall of men with force and fell to our knees. ``Well, looks like the luck of the three thief sisters has finally run out'' they barked at us in Arabic. Nura raised her knife to a guard and was knocked unconscious by the pommel of his sword. Me and Samira raised our hands in surrender.

Our hands were bound and we were taken through the streets, our veils torn off. We were met with jeers from the crowds that we regularly stole from with some even throwing food and rocks until one of the guards put a stop to it. We'd gotten in trouble a few times with us having a spent a few nights in the company of the guard and then thrown back out into the street in the morning. This time was different.

Samira's eyes went wide as we turned down a different street then normal to get to the jail. I traced our steps against a map of the city in my head and came to a startling conclusion and judging by the way Samira stiffened she had come to the same realization. We were going to the palace.

It was afternoon by the time we got to the palace. Once inside the halls of the palace Samira got the courage to speak again. ``Why are we here. Shouldn't we be in front of a judge or in jail?'' she asked looking around.

The guard carrying Nura laughed. ``We're long past that point. You've caused a lot of trouble for us, so much trouble that even the city's governor knows about your activities. He gave us very specific instructions to follow if we ever caught you'' he said jovially.

The three of us were brought into a room far from the entrance and locked in. The room was covered in elaborate tilework with art hanging from the walls and soft pillows and carpets on every inch of floor. Nura woke up around this time. Beautiful women and girls of all species were lounging around the room and barely paid us any mind. ``Where are we, have we been executed?'' she asked as she rubbed the spot on her head where she was struck.

Samira had a look of fear in her eyes. ``We're in some kind of palace. This is the chamber where they keep the concubines'' she said fearfully. Her fear spread to us as we looked around the room. As we spread out an examined the room we heard a door open. A leopard of middle age stepped into the room, fully covered but wearing the finest materials I'd ever seen in my life. Fine brightly colored silks and even finer cottons covered her body. A sizeable necklace was worn over her coverings. She removed her veil to show us her face.

``Hello, I am Zahra, first wife of Caliph Al-Mu?tamid Al-Zahhak. You have been taken in as part of my husband's harem. You now have the honor of being part of his property'' she said bluntly.

Silence hung in the room until Nura spoke. ``And if we refused?'' she asked defiantly.

``There would be consequences'' Zahra said in that same bluntness as before.

Me and Samira kept quiet and were visibly shaken at the turn of events and from the way Nura slouched it looked like it was setting in for her too. A handful of the concubines rose from their resting places at the command of Zahra and wordless escorted us deeper into the palace.

We were dragged into a bathing room within the palace. The concubines and the wife undressed us from out street cloths and helped us into the baths. Dirt was thoroughly scrubbed from our furs and we were cleaned with soaps that had powerful scents to them. I was honestly enjoying the wash, I hadn't had one in weeks. Samira looked worried still. She was a master of rumors and knew everyone in the city and everything that happened. I wanted to ask her what was going to happen to us but the hawk-like gaze of the first wife. Nura was enjoying the bath too based on the song she was humming to herself. I cringed at the way the water darkened as dirt and sand from my fur was scrubbed out.

Once finished we were given warmed cloth to dry ourselves off. We were given new clothing, the material was a lot more simple than what the concubines were wearing but it was nicer than the rags we had on before. Once the three of us were dressed Zahra led us to another room. We were given a fine meal with the other girls. We made small talk but focused mainly on eating until we were called away by Zahra. The leopard once again led us into a new room in the palace.

We were shocked at what we saw next. Three men were gathered around a table drinking tea. A lion dressed in more wealth than I had ever seen in my life and far heavier than even the fattest nobles, one of the strange bears from China dressed strangely in fine silks, and the soldier Nura stabbed who was dressed in similar silks. Behind them was a civil servant, my guess would be an interpreter.

The lion spoke first. ``Hello, little ones, I am Caliph Al-Zahhak. I've heard you've been giving one of my governors a hard time these past few years. Stories of little thieves running through one of my cities with fingers as light as snow disappearing with coin from everyone, beggars to nobles you stole from with impunity. I've been entertained by stories of guard captains about your exploits and I've been hoping for a chance to meet you. Now, you're mine'' he said and then began laughing so loudly I was worried the walls were going to come down on us.

The other big cat in the room said something in Chinese, no idea what but he sounded impatient. The interpreter whispered a translation to The Caliph. The Caliph nodded thoughtfully. ``And this Crown Prince Chen Hao, heir to the throne of China. Along with the head of his royal guard Captain Jian Xun. Captain Jian is getting impatient because he wants justice for the injury he sustained protecting his lord from thieves'' The Caliph continued.

I felt a knife to my back as my clothing was cut away from my body, the same happened to my sisters. We quickly covered ourselves as our coverings fell to the ground. The Caliph and the captain smiled wildly at seeing us naked, the prince looked disinterested. The captain pointed at Nura and she was brought over to him.

There was little ceremony to it. The massive captain reached out and grabbed Nura by the waist and hoisted her high into the air. She screamed in terror as she was lowered down to his waiting maw. She kicked, hard enough to scratch the face of the captain until Zahra came over and held her feet together. With her feet pinned Nura began to descend down the captain's throat. He was so much bigger than Nura so she barely made a bulge in is throat as she was eaten. Time moved agonizingly slow as Nura's pleas for help ringed in my ears. Samira forced her eyes closed and covered her ears but I couldn't pull myself away.

As Nura's waist entered the captain's maw she began to twitch strangely as her face went red. Her intimate places were being tasted as she was eaten. This didn't last too long as once her waist was in the captain's throat she began to descend faster. Zahra pinned Nura's arms to her side as her naval passed Jian's lips. She was growing horse as her voice began to falter. She'd screamed herself sore begging for help. The last thing she saw was me as she looked at me pleadingly before the teeth of the captain snapped shut around her face. That last swallow could be heard through the now silent room. The slender form of Nura filled his belly causing it to swell out as Nura fought against the camber. Bulges and lumps could be seen through the now tight-fitting silk as Nura struggled.

``I hope you found that enjoyable, Captain Jian. I was going to take her for myself but after hearing about what she did to your hand I figured I'd let you take your revenge. Would you like a girl, Crown Prince Chen?'' Al-Zahhak said to his guests. Chen had a brief conversation in Chinese with Jian and then to his interpreter. The interpreter whispered something to Al-Zahhak. ``Suit yourself. The prince's faith bars him from eating meat so I guess I get the pick between the two of you'' Al-Zahhak said and gestured for me and Samira to approach. He leaned in close and examined both of us. I have no idea what he was looking for but he found it in Samira.

He gestured for Samira to come closer. She was frozen stiff and had to be shoved forward towards The Caliph by Zahra. He wasted no time with her. His maw opened wide and took her head in. Samira didn't fight back or scream as seeing Nura get eaten broke whatever fighting spirit she had. I could see still Nura struggling weekly in Jian's belly out of the corner of my eye. Loud swallows filled the room as Al-Zahhak's head sank lower and lower. He stopped once his head was halfway down her body and he was uncomfortably ent over. To fix this Al-Zahhak flipped his head upwards along with Samira. Gravity took over and Samira quickly sank down.

Al-Zahhak belched loudly and slouched back. Samira didn't struggle at all. The lion seemed disappointed in the stillness of his prey. He gave his belly a hard smack but still no movement. ``Shame, I was hoping for more of a fight from that one. You, on the other hand, still have spirit. You'll make a fine addition to my harem'' he said and gestured for his wife to take me away.

I lost what little I had that day. I lost my sisters and my freedom. Zahra grabbed my hand and led me back to the lounge with the other girls The Caliph owned.

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