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Overseer of the Harem Ch. 02

By: SexyGeek



CHAPTER TWO -- ENTERTAINING GUESTS

Bagoas was powerful here. In the Taourirt Kasbah of the Governor of Ouarzazate he held an important position. He did not meddle in politics, nor war, nor finance. The pleasure of the Governor was Bagoas' charge, for he was Overseer of the Harem. This, of course, meant he was a eunuch. He had been gelded at the age of ten, so long ago that he was able to drive the memory from his mind. His mental focus added to his power, and the gold coins he had accumulated also added to his power. 

He arose early in the morning, despite a late night before. Hamid, his servant, was waiting to attend to his needs and his breakfast. Bagoas then walked across the courtyard and opened an ornate door which led to the offices of his master, the Governor. He sat down on a carved stool and awaited the Governor's pleasure. Bagoas knew that last night the Governor had entertained guests from Rabat, the capital, men so important that the master's wife had been called to dine with them. After dinner the Governor had signaled Bagoas that his wife should stay, and thus Bagoas was up late at night to return her to the harem after the master pleasured himself with her. Bagoas suspected that the important guests would stay another night, and anticipated the need for his services for another dinner.

Soon, a servant slipped out of the office, bowed and said, "Bagoas, the Governor will see you." 

Bagoas entered the office and bowed low to the man seated there. "May Allah look upon you with favor, My Lord," he said. 

The Governor nodded curtly and jumped right to business. "Bagoas, the men I am entertaining are of the utmost importance to me. Dinner tonight must be a special treat for them, and after dinner they must be well tended." 

"I understand, master. I shall prepare the slave girls to dance, and then serve your guests afterward in every way." Bagoas clearly understood the Governor's wishes for the satisfaction of his guests. Bowing and backing out, he then strode across the courtyard and entered another ornate door into a common room where most of the Palace's eunuch slaves were waiting. Bagoas barked commands: "Two to relieve the guards at the door of the harem. Two to tend to duties around the palace. Two more to stand guard tonight. And my two most experienced underlings to attend to the two youngest eunuchs to be trained. And Hamid, you come with me."

As the other eunuchs left, Hamid waited for Bagoas' command. "Hamid," he said, "you have served me long and well. I calculate that your eighteenth birthday has come and gone. It is time for you to begin your training if you are someday to take my place."

Hamid looked at his master in amazement. He knew that merely being a personal body servant to a powerful personage like Bagoas was a great stroke of luck. But to find that he was actually to begin training to be the great one's successor had not even entered his dreams.

"Well, come, come," said Bagoas. "We have much to discuss." The rest of the afternoon was spent in instructing his young charge. Then as evening approached, Bagoas said, "Follow me." They walked to the beautifully decorated door bearing the Hand of Fatima, and the two guards on duty saluted Bagoas and watched in wonder as Hamid followed him into the harem. Most of the palace eunuchs had never passed that door.

Climbing the stair, Bagoas came to a common room in which fine pillows lay about on the floor. Four compartments opened off it by archways, two of which were covered by curtains. A third door, toward the East and thus nearest to Mecca, had a lattice work door in front of its curtain. Bagoas nodded, and in a low voice said, "That apartment is for Durrah, the Pearl, Governor Glaoui's wife. We shall not see her tonight." He then clapped his hands twice, and the curtains in both archways were pulled aside and the two slave girls came into the room and bowed low to Bagoas.

One was named Saiesha, an Abyssinian beauty with black skin, black eyes, braided black hair and dark beautiful lips. As she bowed the loose top of her gown fell forward to show the fine mounds of her dark round breasts, but they had no effect on Bagoas and Hamid ignored them too.

The other was Maria, a Spanish girl captured as the Moors overran Iberia. Her black hair was long and flowing, falling down to her shoulders. Long black eyelashes flashed over her black eyes, and pouty lips added to her beauty. Her bow also brought fine olive colored breasts well into view, but again no one but her fellow slave girl appreciated it.

"Two very expensive slaves, my boy," said Bagoas. "The Governor tolerates only the best. They must be well treated and well cared for. Tonight you will learn what some of their talents are." Turning to the two girls, he said, "The master is entertaining important guests tonight. First you will dance for them, and after dinner give them the full hospitality of the palace. You must assist each other to prepare." He said nothing else but knew the girls he had trained well understood. Bagoas motioned Hamid to a seat on the pillows in the corner as the slavegirls began their preparations.

These were similar to those they had performed upon the Governor's wife the night before, but not so elaborate or with such precious unguents. Both girls dropped their robes, ignoring the presence of the eunuchs whom they knew were uninterested in their nudity. Saiesha was a bit shorter than Maria. She had large round breasts with very dark large nipples. Her stomach was rounded as the Moors prefer, and led downward to her rounded pubic mound. It was shaved clean, and rising into it were the dark lips of her pussy. Bagoas walked over to her, ran a hand over her mound, and barked, "Shave again!"

Maria stood a little taller, and was slimmer of build. Her olive breasts were not as large as Saiesha's, but stood up firm and the brown nipples on them pointed skyward. Her waist was small, but her hips broadened out below it. Her pubic area was also shaved, and the lips of her pussy were lighter in color than her olive skin. Bagoas felt her crotch also and ordered her to shave too.

The girls poured warm water from a waiting vessel, and first Saiesha lathered up her hands and rubbed the warm soap into Maria's crotch. Then taking an ivory handled straight razor she very carefully shaved it smooth. The mound itself was gently scraped, and then Maria opened her legs so that Saiesha could bring the razor up the inside of her thighs, and finally cut carefully, oh so carefully, the tiny hairs around the pussy lips themselves. Once Maria's pubic area was completely smooth, she shaved Saiesha in the same way, rubbing the soap carefully over the entire pussy and removing it with the razor as she went, but so gently she left not the tiniest cut on the sensitive lips.

"Come, Hamid, and learn the best way to make sure a slavegirl has shaved properly," said Bagoas. Hearing this the girls went to the bench at the side of the room, and each raised one foot onto the bench so that her pussy was well exposed for Bagoas' test. Bagoas pushed Hamid to his knees in front of Saiesha and said, "Rub her with your cheek. That is the test." Naturally as an eunuch Hamid had no trace of a beard, and his perfectly smooth cheek rubbed Saiesha's pussy and found it smooth. He then turned to Maria, thrust his cheek against her shaved mound, then down over the lips, and found it smooth also. "Every profession has its tricks, youngster," said Bagoas. "That one I learned over 30 years ago."

Maria then picked up a pot of unguent, perfumed, but not with the expensive myrrh that the Pearl had received the night before. Quickly, not taking time to linger, she rubbed Saiesha's breasts, belly and pussy with the pleasant scent. Saiesha then took the pot, and rubbed Maria's breasts with their pointed nipples, her flat belly and the lips of her pussy with it too.

Kohl was then applied to the girl's eyes, making them appear even larger and darker then they already were, and a carmine paste rubbed on their lips. Saiesha's wide dark lips took on almost a maroon tint but Maria's thinner lips blazed a fiery red. The same carmine was applied to their nipples. Maria's again blazed red, but Saiesha's black nipples took on that rich dark maroon color and stood out ripe from her round black breasts. Finally each brushed the others pussy with the carmine, with the same contrast there too. Hamid watched it all, but like Bagoas he was not excited. The girls ignored him as they worked on their tits and pussies.

'Now," Bagoas said, "your costumes. Saiesha, you shall belly dance for the guests, and Maria will do the dance of the dove." The girls turned to a chest against the wall. First Saiesha removed her belly dancing outfit, which Maria helped her put on. A filmy cloth was brought between her legs, then wrapped around her waist, making a light partly transparent covering for her ass and pussy. Over this she pulled the loose pajamas, just transparent enough to be enticing to the men who would watch. Then the heavy belt of coins was brought around her waist. They were only copper but they were polished to a high shine and jangled a great deal. The top of gold dyed cloth was brought out, and pulled up over her heavy breasts to push them up and together, creating a deep cleavage. Over this went a shawl of semi transparent red cloth, and she was ready for her performance.

Maria's costume required careful fitting. Another strip of the semi transparent cloth, white this time, was wrapped around her breasts, crossing over and under them to support and display them. The carmine nipples showed through the cloth in a most tantalizing way. The same semi transparent cloth was wrapped around her pussy and butt, but pulled in tighter so it clung to them and made what Bagoas called a "camel toe" from her pussy. It was wrapped so that long streamers trailed down the outside of each leg.

Then a large piece of the fine cloth was brought out. Hamid watched carefully as it was affixed. It had several tie strings, and first the center of it was tied around her neck. It draped down in back of her to cover her ass nicely but let most of her long legs be seen. Saiesha stretched the cloth out and Maria extended one arm. The drapery was tied at her elbow and then at her wrist. Hamid realized that this was the wing of the dove. After the other half of the cloth was tied to her other arm, Maria folded her arms across her chest. The effect was that the double layer of cloth in front completely hid her breasts, belly and pussy but left her long legs to be seen. 

'We go," said Bagoas. He led, the slave girls followed, and Hamid trailed behind. They crossed the courtyard to the immense carved wood doors of the Governor's reception hall. Bagoas, however, led them to a small but still ornate door off to the side. They entered a small chamber with rich carpets on the floor. One chair and one stool were in it. The four of them left little room. Bagoas sat on the chair, and motioned Maria in her elaborate costume to the stool. He pointed to the floor and Saiesha and Hamid sat down.

In the inner door was set a strip of gauzy cloth. Painted on the other side, it was lost among the carvings from that side. But here Bagoas could see perfectly what went on in the other room. He saw the three ancient eunuch musicians of the court preparing to play. Governor Glaoui and his guests were seated on the pillows, having finished their dinner. 

Servants poured fruit juices, and the Governor said, "Allah willing, we shall be well entertained tonight, my lords. My slave girls have often been praised for their beauty and their dances." He clapped his hands, and the musicians began Saiesha's belly dance music. She stood up and Bagoas opened the door so she could swirl into the room.

Faster and faster she danced, her shawl spinning around. She released it with one hand and it spread out from the other as she twirled. So fast was her movement that the men stared, trying to see her rounded breasts displayed above her top but not quite sure what they saw. She slowed her spinning, and her cleavage became more obvious. Finally she stood tall in front of the audience, then bowed low, her breasts almost spilling out of her top. Then she started moving her rounded belly in the classic rhythms, side to side and round and round. She bent backward so her belly pumped up and down and her spread legs enticed the men. Then she advanced toward them, clutching her coin belt, and turning her back danced away as she unfastened the belt and dropped it off. The thin material of her pajamas showed her legs and a bit of her butt as she rotated it.

Once again she danced toward the men. In front of each of the guests, she bowed low again displaying her large tits to them. Then she bowed in front of the master, and quickly her hand went to her back and flipped the catch of her top. It fell forward at his feet, and just as it did she spun around and again danced away from the men, her bare back all that they saw. Raising her hands over her head, she undulated her ass carefully and slowly turned slightly to the right, showing a bit of the curve of her boob. Then she turned back and slightly to the left, giving them a tantalizing peek at the curve of that boob.

Still undulating she then turned slowly back to the right, Her round boob appeared as she turned, first the side, then the nipple tinted maroon by the cosmetic, and finally as she turned fully the men gazed on both her fine tits swaying gently in front of them. Once again she thrust her hips toward them and bent backward, this time with her dark nipples pointing upward as she flexed her belly.

Again she straightened, and turning to dance away from the men, loosened the string of her transparent pajamas and let them drop to the ground. She kicked them away and rotated her ass, barely concealed now by the single loin cloth she wore. Turning back she did the belly moves again, ending with spreading her legs and bending backward so her barely covered pussy was thrust toward the men on the pillows. She loosened the thin cloth around her hips and drew it up between her legs, revealing slowly her shaved pussy with its dark lips. Now the classic moves of the belly dance showed all of her gorgeous body to the men. She thrust her belly up and down, bringing her pussy with it. Then she rotated her belly making her large round boobs bounce and twist with it. 

Standing up again she continued to rotate her belly and bump her hips. She spun around so that her ass could be seen moving around and around. She clenched the cheeks of her butt, and then began bending backwards toward the watchers so her boobs appeared over her. She shook them back and forth enticingly. Turning again she danced toward each of the watching men and once more spread her legs and bent back giving them a final look at her pussy which showed just a trace of pink between the dark lips. As the music reached a peak, she danced over to the door and as Bagoas opened the door, she turned one final time, flashed her boobs at the audience and then whirled out.

Bagoas was mightily pleased with her wondrous dance. He could see the Governor's guests squirming as their cocks throbbed under their robes. But now the musicians began the soft music for the dance of the dove, and Maria stood up carefully. Bagoas opened the door. 

The guests saw Maria standing there, her eyes downcast and her arms crossed across her chest so her wings covered her almost completely except for her bare legs. She advanced into the room and lithely began her dance. Back and forth she went, her dark legs flashing under the white wings. She turned her back to the men, and raised both arms outward so that the gossamer fabric was spread fully. Her slim back was seen behind it, and just a hint of her buttocks under their covering. She bent forward, then swooped around to face the watchers, giving them one glimpse of her breasts covered only by the transparent fabric before she folded her wings over her chest again. She next started to fly, extending one wing, then the other, so that in the instant one went out and before the other returned, her slim olive body was displayed, with only the gauzy cloth over her beasts and her pubic mound. She flew more slowly, leaving longer intervals of exposure, and finally raised both wings high so that her entire body was swaying slowly in front of the audience.

Bagoas could see the faces of the Governor's guests, and he knew they were highly impressed by the entertainment. Now Maria's wings once again covered her chest, but it was so that she could remove the cloth wrapping her tits. Holding it in one hand she triumphantly raised her wings again, and her pointed olive mounds proudly swayed a bit from side to side as she danced toward the men. Turning away one more time, she unfastened the cords holding the long strip of cloth and let it drop. Her ass was now displayed with only that single strip of cloth drawn up through the crack of it. Turning again, the same cloth clung very closely to her pussy and all the men, wise in the way of the desert, clearly saw a camel's toe outlined under it.

She advanced toward the men, and brought one wing across her body. Under its cover her hand worked to drop the loin cloth. All the audience saw it fall to the ground, but she was still well covered by the wing. Slowly she lowered her hand so that her tits were exposed, then her taut stomach, and then the top of her loins but not her pussy. Quickly she swung the wing to one side, giving the men a fast glimpse of her whole body but then spun around rapidly, making both wings swirl out as she faced away from the watchers. She raised both wings high into the sky and they revealed her perfect olive skinned ass in its smoothness.

Now she began to fly again, moving the wings up and down and swirling to either side. As she did she slowly turned more and more toward the audience until finally her hairless pussy was revealed as her whole body was framed by the white wings.

Spinning around a few times, she worked her way to the door, and as Bagoas held it open she flew out into the anteroom. Bagoas again looked through his peephole and beheld both guests arranging their robes over the tentpoles standing up under them, and knew his charges had made a great impression.

"Allah, the beneficent, the omnipotent, has blessed me with many worldly things, but I think these girls are among my finest possessions," said the Governor. "My guests, I now offer you their services. Ben Adar, you are the senior so make your choice."

Ben Adar, ambassador of the King, replied, "The Abyssinian belly dancer would be a great pleasure to me, my host, if Allah wills it."

'She is yours tonight, my honored guest. Saiesha is her name. And to your young friend Ben Adhem shall go the Spanish dove Maria." Knowing that Bagoas was at the peephole behind the door the Governor made a slight motion of his hand. 

Bagoas opened the door and led both slave girls into the dining room, each tantalizing in her nudity. "Bagoas, Overseer of my Harem and a trusted servant for many years, my lords. He has trained these girls well, has he not?" Bagoas bowed low. He was immensely gratified at this notice, and at the nods from both honored guests. Having heard the conversation, he led Saiesha to Ben Adar, and Maria to the younger guest. Each girl knelt by the man who had chosen her, and putting an arm round him pressed her breasts into his chest and her lips against his, each darting her quick tongue into her partner's mouth in a deep kiss.

Seeing the men grabbing the girls' breasts and pulling them closer, Bagoas discreetly said, "My lords, there are comfortable alcoves on each side of the room." He nodded to Saiesha. She rose and took Ben Adar's hand and helped him rise. As she turned to take him to an alcove Bagoas saw his hand already caressing her dark nipple. Saiesha pressed against him enticingly as they made their way to the pillowed area.


Overseer of the Harem Ch. 02



Bagoas then nodded to Maria and she thrust her pussy toward her guest. He grabbed her hips and pulled her toward him, seeming to want to apply the same test to her pussy that Bagoas had taught Hamid. Maria took his hand, turned slightly and pulled him toward the opposite alcove. He let his hand fall to caress her round ass as they walked. Feeling this Maria put an extra swing into her strut to tease him.

The Governor, having satisfied himself with his beautiful wife the night before, benignly smiled at each of his guests and sipped his mint tea. Bagoas watched as each girl embraced the man she was to entertain, rubbing her nude body against him and probing his mouth with her tongue. Then each girl reached out and pulled the curtain across the mouth of the alcove hiding the action within.

Bagoas had absolutely no interest in watching the sex acts personally. Over many years his mind had developed an implacable barrier against envying other men what he could not have. But his professional duties demanded his attention. He knew that each girl had left a small gap when she pulled the curtain. On very light feet he moved to the alcove where Saiesha was employed. Peeking discreetly in the gap, he could see Saiesha already on her knees, working hard on delivering a blow job to her man. Bagoas well knew her skill at this art but stayed to watch a bit. Holding Ben Adar's balls in one hand, she licked his hard cock from base to tip again and again. Each time her tongue left the tip to return to the base, Bagoas approvingly noted that Ben Adar's cock twitched in anticipation. Then Saiesha opened her lips and took just the tip of his cock, only up to the ridge left by his circumcision, which Bagoas knew was exquisitely sensitive. She rolled her lips around the ridge, then began taking his dick deeper and deeper into her throat as he thrust his hips toward her, plunging it in to the base.

Bagoas was satisfied that this guest was being well served, so lightly he glided over to the other alcove and peered through the gap in the curtains. It appeared that the younger guest was particularly fascinated by Maria's lovely round ass. He had her slightly bent over and was rubbing his dick through the crack of her ass, while his hands played with her tits that drooped forward. Maria was shaking her ass slowly from side to side while his cock slid up and down. Then she turned toward him, pressing her boobs against his chest, but his fascination with that lovely moon caused him to grab it in both hands and squeeze and rub while pulling it toward him, thus pressing her pussy against his swollen dick. Bagoas stepped away from the curtain. He turned toward his master, and seeing the Governor looking at him quizzically he gave a slight nod. Governor Glaoui returned the nod, well satisfied that his important guests were satisfied.

Bagoas returned to peep through the crack in the curtain where Saiesha entertained the senior official. He saw that the man was now lying on his back while Saiesha straddled his chest and continued the blow job. He was playing with her pussy, and Bagoas could see that the stimulation had opened its dark outer lips to show the pink inside. Saiesha's head moved steadily up and down as she sucked his dick. Bagoas watched a bit, and saw her let her lips slide off his cock, then she rose up and lowered her swollen pussy lips over the hard rod. Slowly she tantalized him with up and down movement, then a slow side to side shaking, then back to the up and down. The round moons of her black butt were now where he could caress them as she rose and fell.

Pleased with his charges, Bagoas returned to the other alcove. He was certain that the junior official was continuing his fascination with Maria's moon like bottom, and indeed as he peeked in he saw that they were now in the position known as The Way of The Ram. Maria was on her knees with her head lowered to the pillows and her ass thus exposed high up. Her guest was driving his cock into her raised pussy from behind her, holding both cheeks of her ass as he did. As her pushed his hips forward and thrust deep into her Maria was shaking her ass from side to side giving him extra friction. All the little tricks Bagoas had taught her were being well used. Once again Bagoas nodded at the Governor.

Again he continued his professional observation. Saiesha, he saw, was now lying on her back, with her legs raised up onto the shoulders of Ben Adar, who thrust his stiff cock deep into her pussy, raising her ass off the pillows with each hard stroke. As Bagoas watched, he pulled her hard to him and drove his cock deep into her pussy. As he started to climax, the well trained slave girl squeezed her legs together and clenched the love muscles Bagoas had taught her about, heightening his climax to its strongest. The official fell back from her, well satisfied, and casually stroked her tits and pussy as he lay back on the pillows. 

Having half his job well finished, Bagoas returned to the other peephole. He saw the young official leaning over Maria's back, fondling her tits as he pushed his dick between the cheeks of her ass and deep into her pussy. He was pulling her to him and thrusting deep then she was wiggling her hips while he was deep inside her, then he would pull back slowly and thrust deep again slowly. Pleased that Maria was skilled in holding him just at the point of orgasm, Bagoas watched her at work happily. A few more long deep thrusts and Ben Adhem gave a low moan, pulled her hips hard against his cock. and the jerking of his hips told Bagoas that he was coming. He slumped across Maria's back, and she lowered herself to the bed. His spent cock was resting in the crack of her ass.

Bagoas clapped twice, and the girls helped the men into their robes as servants entered the room to escort the guests to their bedchambers. Then the two girls emerged from their alcoves naked, and stood on each side of Bagoas as all three bowed to the Governor. His eyes traveled over each of the nude bodies, examining their faces, their shoulders, their boobs, their bellies, their hairless pubic mounds and finally the pussies dripping between their legs. He nodded to Bagoas, and said, "Well done. My guests are well satisfied and I am well pleased." Then he waved his hand in dismissal.

Going out into the anteroom, Bagoas found Hamid sitting on the stool, awake and alert. Pleased that the boy had paid attention and not fallen asleep, Bagoas said, "Your first lesson, boy. There is much to learn about a harem." He took lengths of cloth from a bag on the floor and tossed one to each girl to wrap herself. Then Bagoas and Hamid escorted the girls back to the harem. Once there Bagoas watched as each girl administered to the other a vinegar douche. Then he ordered warm water brought for their baths. He glanced at the lattice door before the closed curtain, and decided wisely that it was not necessary to pay his respects to the Governor's wife on this night. Followed by Hamid, he crossed the courtyard a final time to his well earned rest.



Overseer of the Harem Ch. 03



CHAPTER 3 --LESSONS

Bagoas was a person of power. Physically powerful from exercise, which some of his peers neglected; mentally powerful from hard experience and long discipline; financially powerful, as shown by the gold coins jingling from his belt; and powerful in this place where he served the Governor of Ouarzazate in a high capacity.

Bagoas was Overseer of the Governor's Harem. The Governor's wife, and the Governor's two harem slavegirls, were in his charge. This meant, of course, that he was a eunuch. Having learned to focus his mind on his particular tasks at hand, he seldom let his mind run back to that terrible time when, at the age of ten, slave raiders entered his village, burned the houses, and carried all the able bodied inhabitants off to their slave train. He seldom thought now of the anguish he, and five other pre-pubescent boys of the village, felt as they saw their parents chained by the necks and forced with whips into the slave trader's train. The things that happened afterward had been long erased from his mind. He only allowed himself to remember that six weeks later he was in the slave market, being shown as a fine young eunuch. There the Governor Glaoui, father of his present master, had purchased him for his household, and he began the life that is reserved for those without balls.

Bagoas put the thought out of his mind. His ability to focus on the present and to do what he must to preserve and increase his position of power meant much more to him now than his lost balls did. Through long training and experience he had learned the eunuch's place in Moorish society, and had pulled himself up to a high pinnacle in his world. He would not let weakness of mind take that from him.

His body servant and chosen protege Hamid, a fine young eunuch of eighteen years, was waiting for him as he finished his breakfast of fruit and tea. Motioning to Hamid to follow, Bagoas crossed the courtyard of the Taouririt Kasbah, where the other servants respectfully saluted him and entered an ornately carved and decorated door. Climbing the stairs he stood before another door guarded by two eunuchs armed with scimitars. They bowed to Bagoas, and by now were used to seeing Hamid pass through the door with him.

Bagoas and his student entered the harem. A large central chamber had three arch ways opening from it. Two were curtained, while the third had a gilded lattice work door before its fine silk curtain. This, in the East and thus nearest to Mecca, was the chamber of the Governor's wife Durrah, the Pearl, whom he called The Pearl of Great Price. Bagoas pointed silently to a corner of the room where Hamid sat upon a pillow. Then he scratched on lattice work door, calling softly, "My lady?" Hamid was quiet as a desert mouse when the curtain was pulled back and the lady appeared behind it. Through the lattice he could see that she was tall and beautiful , for here in the harem she was unveiled and wrapped only in a light silk robe pulled across her large breasts. 

"Bagoas, has my husband sent for me?" she asked.

"Alas, no, my lady," replied Bagoas. "Allah has willed that the Governor be kept busy for some days now with official business, and his orders to me this morning did not ask for any service from the harem." He knew that in his subtlety she would understand that though her husband had not called for her, neither had he asked for either of the slave girls to be brought to him. 

"Thank you, Bagoas," she replied, and let the curtain fall.

Seeing the mistress served, if not satisfied, Bagoas was ready to proceed with his professional duties. He clapped his hands twice. The curtains in the two archways were pulled open, and the two slave girls appeared, each clad in a smooth flowing gown. Saiesha, a black Abyssinian beauty with large firm breasts, wore a white robe through whose thin material could be barely seen her large dark nipples and the patch of black hair in her crotch. Maria, a Spanish girl captured in the Moorish conquest, wore a red gown, and her pointed nipples poked up in the soft material in a way that would have enticed any man so lucky as to see them. Neither Bagoas or Hamid was stimulated by the sight, of course.

"Hamid, today we have important lessons. You will see how the girls are prepared to serve our master." Motioning to the two girls to move to the center of the room, he then nodded at them and they both dropped their gowns. They were totally at ease standing naked in front of the eunuchs. "Last week, Hamid, I taught you how to determine if the girls were properly shaved. Do you remember?"

"Yes, master," said Hamid. He motioned to the two girls, who went to a bench at the side of the room, and each placed one leg on the bench, thus displaying their clean shaven pussies to his gaze. He went to each girl, knelt by her and rubbed his beardless cheek against her pubic mound and over the lips of her pussy. "Indeed, Bagoas, they are as smooth as a baby camel's nose," he said.

"Good," said Bagoas. "Now recount to me the preparation they must undergo to be ready for their duties." 

"First the perfumed unguents, my lord, rubbed over their body and into their breasts and the lips of their lower flowers. Myrrh for the lady, lesser scents for the slave girls. Then if it is the Governor's wife being prepared, the girls dust her with the soft fine powder. Next the cosmetics are applied, and particular care is given to see the carmine tint for the nipples and for both the lips of their face and the ones between their legs."

"Good," said Bagoas. "And are the cosmetics for appearance only?"

"With well trained girls such as these, Bagoas, who have had your personal instruction, they can skillfully bring the chosen woman to a state of sexual tension by their gentle administrations of the cosmetics, thus preparing her well for her duties," Hamid said, proud to display his knowledge.

"You have learned to repeat your lessons well, Hamid. But as I trained these girls, you may need to do so yourself someday. It is not easy to train when you have not done. Therefore tonight you take the role of a harem girl, and perform the acts on your own. Maria, you shall be his subject."

Maria stepped forward, gracefully displaying her naked body. Bagoas approved of the grace, but took no delight in her nudity. Hamid took up the pot of unguent, and began to rub Maria's body with it. Over the shoulders, down the arms, and then onto her chest, coming up around her beautiful boobs and smoothing it over them. Bagoas said, "My boy, a girl's nipples are highly sensitive. To prepare her for her duties, you need to caress them gently as you apply the unguent." Hamid did so dutifully, noticing that Maria's lips parted and her eyes rolled slightly upward as he did.

He then carried the unguent down over her slim belly and toward her shaved mound. He rubbed it around her mound as he had seen Saiesha do previously. Bagoas then said, "Look how her two lips are small and close together now. But begin rubbing them with the unguent." Hamid smeared his fingers with the cream and began gently rubbing Maria's outer pussy lips. She wiggled her hips slightly as he did. "Now," said Bagoas, "the outer lips swell and you can see the inner lips begin to respond." His voice was as dispassionate as if he were explaining how to pour a cup of wine. "Probe into her slit with two fingers, running them up toward the top. You will feel a small hard button there, which is the spot of passion in a woman, just as the head of his rod is to a man. Work it around a bit, only a bit, until her slit is thoroughly wet." Hamid followed this instruction with care, although he was venturing into territory totally unknown to him. He felt Maria's juices beginning to flow making his fingers slide more easily around her clit. "Enough," said Bagoas. "She must only be teased, not satisfied, before she goes to her duties."

"Now the color," said the instructor. Saiesha handed Hamid the pot of carmine cream. "Only lightly, my boy, now." Hamid took the chamois covered with the carmine color and rubbed it over Maria's nipples. They took on a tantalizing shade of color, and were fully erect from his attentions to them. Hamid studied them curiously, impressing the lesson on his mind. "And her lower lips now," said Bagoas. Hamid again pulled the chamois through the space between her legs, coloring the pussy lips with its vivid color. He found the hard little bump of her clitoris and gave it one gentle rub, at which Maria moaned softly.

"Perfect, young one," said the older eunuch. "You can see she is now in a high state of sexual tension. Whether she is called on to dance, serve a man orally, let him take her from in front or behind, or perform anything else to satisfy him, she will do it with great intensity. However, Maria, the master has not sent for a harem girl tonight. Are you to be left with standing nipples and dripping lips, unsatisfied?"

Maria bowed low before Bagoas. Her breasts dropped forward as she did so, and Hamid noticed how she managed with grace even in the awkward position, rising slowly so that they swung nicely back into place as she faced the Overseer. "Oh, my lord, in the name of Allah the merciful, the protector of the poor, let Saiesha come to me that we may pleasure each other?"

"Ah, girl, you have done well tonight and helped me teach young Hamid. Saiesha, come to your fellow slave and relieve her," replied Bagoas with magnanimity.

Saiesha rose and bowed to Bagoas. She had been sitting at the side of the room with her legs pressed together. Hamid saw that the lips of her pussy also glistened with moisture and he understood that she had been stimulated by watching him attend to Maria. He wondered how it felt to react so to seeing a naked body stroked, but put the idea from his mind as Bagoas had warned him to do.

Saiesha, already naked, approached Maria. She put her arms around Maria's waist, and the two girls pressed their bodies against each other. As they rubbed their tits together, they locked lips and kissed deeply, their tongues probing each others mouths. Watching them carefully, Bagoas motioned Hamid to a seat on the pillows. The girls totally ignored the eunuchs. "Watch what she does to the other girl, Hamid. Much of what they do to each other helps them learn also how to pleasure a man," directed the Overseer.

Maria's hands pressed Saiesha's firm butt, pulling their pussies together. Each spread her legs, and each passed one leg between the others legs and against her pussy. Working their bodies up and down they stimulated each other gently. "A man will be pleased to be rubbed with their flowers. If his rod is not already hardened, it soon will be," Bagoas commented. His remarks did not seem to affect the girls in their pleasure.

Saiesha removed her lips from Maria's and began kissing down her body, over her neck and shoulders and then lightly licked her nipples. As her tongue ran in a circle around the areola, and then up over the firm pointed tip, Maria let her head loll back and closed her eyes. Saiesha took the hard nipple in her lips and rolled it with her tongue, then sucked it back and forth gently. "The girls' nipples are very sensitive, and most men like to suck them as they fondle the full breasts. Some men also have sensitive nipples and like to feel the girl's lips upon them. The girls learn from exploring each other how to be strong but gentle at this sensitive place, and how to react when a man sucks hard," continued Bagoas' instruction.

Then Saiesha pulled Maria down onto the pillows. Maria lay back, her full breasts pointing to the ceiling, and Saiesha spread Maria's legs and placed herself between them. Bending forward, she began to lick the Spanish girl's slit. Up and down her tongue worked and then it found the clit at the top of it. She placed her tongue on the hard button and rotated it gently in small circles. Maria gasped at this and moved her hips in rhythm with the Abyssinian's tongue. Deeper and deeper into the pink pussy it went.

while Maria grasped the back of Saiesha's head and pulled it closer to her. "As she licks the other and teases the passion point, so she can do to a man's organ also, giving him great joy," said Bagoas.

Saiesha pulled her tongue out of the slit, and rubbed her body upward across Maria's, their tits brushing each other as she rose. Soon she was straddling Maria's face, and the Spanish girl's tongue licked over her dark pussy lips. Maria gave Saiesha as good as the other had given her, long licks up and down the dripping lips, then rolling the clit around and around as Saiesha shook her hips. Then grasping the Abyssinian's butt Maria pulled her down onto her face, and probed deep into the girl's cunt with her tongue. Hamid could see from the motion of her lips that she was sucking at the same time she wiggled her tongue inside Saiesha's pussy. This drove Saiesha to throw her head back, roll her eyes up, and moan. "Many men enjoy driving their tongue into the girl's slit thus, boy, and often they like the salty taste. As the slavegirls learn to react to it, they will also react to a man's tongue and please him."

Saiesha then rose off Maria, and placing her hands under the other slave's butt caused her to roll over. She pulled Maria's ass up a bit, and ran her fingers down through the crack in her brown ass to her rectum. This she stroked a bit, treating it gently, and then continued her fingers on down to approach the Spaniard's pussy from the rear. She put two fingers into the pussy and began vigorous motions, and her thumb was in the crack of the ass rubbing the hole there at the same time. Maria reacted with vigorous jerks of her hips showing her stimulation with this approach. "The full moons of a girl's behind attract many men also, Hamid. Often they like to rub their rod through the crack between them. A girl must learn how to receive this and move to stimulate him."

Taking Maria's ass in both hands, Saiesha rolled it about and then gently slapped each cheek. Maria wiggled her butt and the Abyssinian girl administered several more slaps, each one harder until the last made a decided smack. Hamid looked over at Bagoas, but Bagoas was impassive. Then Saiesha licked each reddened cheek, and ran her tongue down the crack of the ass, over the hole, and onto the lips of the pussy. From this rear position she stuck her tongue deep into Maria's slit and wiggled it up and down setting Maria's hips into a matching motion. "The Governor is never violent with his girls, but he and they understand the pleasure-pain principle and he may apply it gently. If the girls are sent to serve his guests, they may find the blows a bit harder. They need to learn to show the proper reaction to give their man his enjoyment."

All of this was quite new to Hamid. He watched with great interest and professional calm. If a young man had penetrated into the harem (at the risk of his life) the show these two girls were putting on would have driven him to heights of stimulation. To Hamid it meant nothing except lessons he had to learn.

Now Maria rolled over on her back. Saiesha rose over her, and Maria slid her head between Saiesha's legs so that the black girl's pussy was directly over her. Saiesha then bent forward until her mouth was over Maria's pussy. "This is the position called Congress of the Crow," commented Bagoas. "This position gives great pleasure to both partners, Hamid. From pleasuring each other, the girls learn how to move in this awkward position with grace and skill, and how to use her tongue and lips to best advantage whether she be on the bottom or on top."

Each girl was now able to use her tongue to stimulate the others cunt and they went at it with great enthusiasm. Hamid was positioned to see the moons of Saiesha's ass over Maria's head, and saw Maria reach up and fondle Saiesha's tits as they licked each other. Hamid's head swirled with all he was seeing this evening.

The girls separated, and Saiesha now reached under one of the pillows and produced a strange object. It appeared to be carved from camel bone and polished to a high gloss. Hamid saw that it was a perfect representation of a circumcised cock, although longer and wider than any he had seen on the palace servants or soldiers in the privy. Maria lay back on the pillows and spread her legs. Hamid noticed with interest that the Spanish girl had dark outer lips on her pussy, but inside it was pink. It was now dripping with juices and from Bagoas' words during his training, Hamid knew this meant she was near climax. "Now the girls learn how to grab and squeeze the rod as the end nears," remarked Bagoas.

Saiesha took the carved cock and rubbed Maria's wet cunt with it. Each time she moved it up and down she let it penetrate a bit more into the slit. Soon she was pushing it into the dripping pussy to its full depth, and moving it in and out with more force and speed. Maria's hips rocked and tossed, and she moaned each time it penetrated to its full depth. Skillfully Saiesha manipulated the artificial cock, and timing herself by Maria's reaction, finally pushed it deep into her cunt as she jerked her hips several times, and then lay back exhausted. Hamid understood that she had reached her pinnacle. "The girls know that leading their guest to the climax is their first duty. Whether or not they get their enjoyment at the end is irrelevant," Bagoas said. "Yet if they do reach the peak along with the man, he will feel strong contractions around his organ that give him great pleasure. So the girls learn to measure the time. But if they do not reach that instant with him, they learn how to contract their inner muscles as if they do. This will pleasure most men."

However Saiesha was still unsatisfied, and pushed her pussy insistently toward Maria. Maria was lying on her back on the pillows, but she groped for the carved organ and inserted it deep into Saiesha who was kneeling over her. Up and down she moved the bone cock, and Saiesha pulled her hips up and down in time with it. Saiesha's head lay back, and large dark eyes closed as she let out little noises of impatience. Maria moved the cock toy more and more rapidly, pushing it up into Saiesha with more and more force. Finally Saiesha stiffened and forced her pussy as deep down onto the toy as it would go, and jerked her hips several times with low moans. Hamid now knew that the slave girls had been allowed to pleasure each other to the finish. They both slumped onto the pillows, their naked bodies sprawled where they had dropped, Saiesha with her legs spread so her pussy slowly dripped its juices on the pillows, Maria clenching her legs tightly and holding her breasts in her hands.

Bagoas stood up, and the girls struggled to their feet although they both seemed a bit shaky with their efforts. He did nothing but nod curtly at them, then he motioned Hamid to follow and left the harem.

They strode across the courtyard and entered Bagoas' chamber. As Hamid helped Bagoas prepare for bed, Bagoas told him, "My boy, in some harems, finding the girls pleasuring themselves would bring them to the whipping post. But here, I think that it keeps them honed and ready, and they may even learn little tricks that will pleasure the man they serve. I know that those two sometimes do it behind their drawn curtains, and I even knew where they hide their tool. Remember, that treating harem girls with understanding of their needs can make them more skillful to please their master or his guests, and that reflects credit on the eunuchs."

"But what of the lady?" asked Hamid. "Does she know what the slaves do with each other?"

"How could she miss their moaning?' replied Bagoas. "But she is a lady of wisdom and lets me see to it while she stays behind her lattice and preserves her dignity. The sexual activities of the girls between themselves does not bother her. But if one of them treats her with what she perceives as disrespect, I would be forced to discipline. Now leave me. Go and reflect on what you have learned. Someday you will be the teacher and will have to instruct the girls in these techniques they have practiced."




Overseer of the Harem Ch. 03



Hamid left Bagoas to retire. Hamid considered with respect Bagoas' position of power in the palace, and resolved in his mind to some day reach the same height.



Overseer of the Harem Ch. 04



CHAPTER 4 - A VISIT TO THE CITY

Bagoas the eunuch, Overseer of the Governor's Harem, strode across the courtyard of the Taourirt Kasbah. As he neared his chambers he motioned to the young eunuch sitting on the ground outside them. Entering his chamber, he seated himself on a comfortable seat as Hamid, his body servant and chosen protege, bowed before him.

"Hamid, I have received great news from the master. He travels soon to Casablanca on business, and while there he intends to visit the slave market and buy several new household slaves. But what concerns me is that we will also visit the section of the market where the harem slaves are sold and choose a new girl for his harem. His wealth and power continue to grow and he wants to show it by his choice of select girls in the harem. Therefore I will accompany him to Casablanca, and as my body servant you will go along."

Hamid was excited at a new phase of his training. In over 8 years, since he was purchased as a slave shortly after he was gelded, the 18 year old eunuch had never left this small desert outpost of Ouarzazate. Bagoas had taught him much about the harem slave girls, and the thought of assisting in the training of a new one was thrilling. Hamid hoped some day to be as important a personage as his mentor and was learning all he could.

After much preparation, the Governor's caravan set out for Casablanca. Donkeys, camels, palace officials, servants, herdsmen all made a great crowd. The Governor's personal wagon was impressive and had a special driver and several slaves to maintain it. Next greatest conveyance in the train was the harem wagon. The new girl would return to Ouarzazate in it, but for now its silken pillows were at the disposal of Bagoas and Hamid. As one of the least important characters in this train, Hamid was delighted to find himself in such luxury.

Arriving in Casablanca after several days i, the caravan stopped at the palace of a local official who was a friend and ally of the Governor. Bagoas and Hamid, of course, were sent off to the eunuch's quarters, where Bagoas lost no time in making his position known. He was received with great honor by Magari, Overseer of this Palace's harem, a dark fat Nubian eunuch. Soon Bagoas was feasting, joking and gambling with the Overseer as old friends.

The next morning, Bagoas told Hamid, "The Governor will be occupied today on business.  Magari has graciously consented to let us inspect the slavegirls in this harem. Perhaps it will help me advise the master when he makes his choice. You may follow, but be completely silent and only do what Magari tells you to do." They crossed the courtyard, and climbed to a door guarded by ancient eunuchs, just as it was at home. Entering the common room, they saw several of the harem girls lounging around on pillows. Bagoas nudged Hamid and pointed to a latticed door, exactly like that on the chambers of their Governor's wife. Hamid gave a slight nod, and resolved to keep far away from that door. Bagoas pointed to a pillow in the far corner and Hamid seated himself on it, silent as the moon over the oasis.

Magari clapped his hands and the five girls of the harem lined up and bowed respectfully to him. As they did, the tops of their gowns all fell forward and their breasts were displayed in a manner designed to tantalize men. Neither Magari, Bagoas nor Hamid did anything but notice the effect with professional interest. Magari pointed to the first girl in the line and she stepped forward and dropped her robe.  She was a beautiful Abyssinian girl and her black skin glistened with oils she had applied to it. Her large round breasts had large areolas, dark even against her black skin, and large nipples protruding from them. Her belly was slightly rounded as the Moors preferred it. Her pubic mound was large and round, and shaved totally clean, so that the dark lips of her pussy were easily seen below the mound.

"Let Bagoas see how well you are shaved, Kaneefa," said Magari. Readying for the test well known to eunuchs, the black slavegirl went to a bench and put one foot up on it, leaving her pubic mound and her pussy exposed. Bagoas knew well what to do, and he knelt near her and rubbed his totally hairless cheek against her pussy. He then rose and gave Magari an approving nod.

Magari pointed to the second girl. She dropped her robe to reveal a lithe, slender body of a fine dark coppery color. Bagoas recognized her race, but for the benefit of Hamid he said, "Ah, a Nubian from the south of Egypt, master Magari. That mix of Arabian and Abyssinian produces striking girls." This girl had pointed breasts with large dark areolas surrounding upstanding nipples. Her belly was tight and her pubic mound was shaven as smooth as the Abyssinian girl's. Magari motioned for her to spread her legs and she presented to Bagoas' professional inspection her pussy lips of a darker brown than the surrounding skin of her thighs, standing out noticeably. Again Bagoas nodded in professional approbation.

Now Magari motioned for two girls to stand up side by side. "Master Bagoas, a special treat. These girls are twins from the Berber tribe, captured in a raid against those thieving nomads. They are identical in every way." The two girls dropped their robes and posed side by side, each turning slightly toward the other as they had been taught. Indeed they were identical in every way. Beautiful faces with high cheekbones, long black hair and long black eyelashes, and round breasts which were not large, but were perfectly shaped with dark nipples standing up in each of the four identical mounds. Traveling down their bodies Bagoas' gaze passed over their tight bellies with protruding belly buttons, identical even there. But he then saw that there was indeed one difference in these twins. One of them, like the other girls, was perfectly clean shaven on her pussy mound, but the other showed a natural growth of curly black hair, trimmed back only from the lips of her slit. 

Magari laughed and said, "I must have some way to tell them apart! As you know, some men prefer the shaven and others the unshaven. Here a man can have both at once!" Bagoas joined Magari in his laughter. He noticed that Magari made a small sign to the girls, and they disappeared into one of the curtained alcoves.

"But now," said Magari, "the prize of the harem." The last girl stood up from the shadows where she had been half hidden, and Bagoas gasped. This was a girl like none he had ever seen. He knew the Egyptians, the Moors, the Berbers, the Nubians, and the Abyssinians. He even had in his care in the Governor's Palace a Spanish girl, and he had once seen in the market a girl from the far country of France, light of skin and hair unlike any Moor. But a girl as white as this he had never seen. She dropped her robe and her white body fairly shone compared to the other girls. Wonder of wonders, her hair was red, not dyed with henna as some Moorish women did, but an actual fiery red color. Her white face was skillfully made up with reddish powder on the cheeks and carmine on her lips, making them a brighter red than Bagoas had seen on dark skinned girls.

Her tits were white as milk, and a pink confection of a nipple stood in the middle of each. Her tits were surprisingly large for such a small girl, and the nipples were too, but their perfection was outstanding. Her belly was smooth and white, sporting a small navel which accented its perfection. And below it, on her pubic mound, Bagoas beheld with amazement a sparse nest of curly red hair so thin that the white skin flashed behind it. At Magari's tap she spread her legs to show a fine white pussy with dainty pink lips. Bagoas shook his head in wonderment. "Where are girls like this to be found, master?" he inquired.

Magari beamed with pride at having stunned his fellow Harem Master. "She comes from a strange place, Bagoas, and was captured by Barbary pirates raiding in the Northern Seas. Her kind come only rarely to the market. Heath-er," he said, pronouncing the strange name tentatively, "Tell Bagoas the strange name of your land." 

Heather cast her eyes down, and said softly, but pronouncing the syllables carefully, "Ire-land, lord." 

"By Allah the beneficent,the merciful, whose name be ever praised, I must search out such a rare beauty for my master," exclaimed Bagoas. 

Magari explained to Bagoas the section of the market which sometimes held girls captured by the pirates, and Bagoas noted it with care.  "Feel free to examine her carefully, my friend," said Magari.

Bagoas approached the red haired girl and examined her as he would a slave in the market. First he checked her teeth, and looked carefully into her eyes. Then he ran his hands over her body. He started at her smooth shoulders, then down to her round breasts. He squeezed them gently, and rolled the nipples between his fingers. Nodding in approval, he then ran his hand down her smooth belly and even probed a finger into her navel. "She is skinny and her belly is not rounded," he said, "but it is true some men prefer them that way." 

Magari nodded and said, "Indeed my master enjoys variety in his nights." 

Bagoas then turned the girl around and caressed her firm round butt.  Hamid was watching from his corner the entire time, learning from Bagoas' professional skill. Of course none of the eunuchs had any interest otherwise, and none were stimulated.

Bagoas pushed gently on the girl's back, and she obediently bent forward, presenting her white ass for his inspection. Magari handed him a pot of ointment and he lubricated his fingers before probing in the girl's exposed pussy. She wiggled her hips a bit as he did, and he lightly slapped her butt and said, "None of that, girl!" He then reached around and felt her tits, pulled her upright and turned her around again. His hand went to her pubic mound, covered with that light downy red hair. He rubbed it gently and said to Magari, "Like none I have ever seen or felt on a slave." Then his lubricated finger probed between her legs and pushed up into the slit there. As he rubbed, the outer lips swelled and he pulled them open so the inner lips came out, a deeper pink than the pale white skin of the girl's thighs. Bagoas noted this carefully and then removed his hand from the pussy. His inspection finished he curtly motioned the girl back to the pillows. "I shall have to visit the pirate's section of the market, my friend. Thank you for this information." The Irish girl sat on the cushions looking slightly forlorn.

"It is my pleasure, friend," said the master of this harem. "And now, I want you to see something special in dancing girls." He clapped his hands twice, and one of the identical Berber twins appeared in front of the curtain of their alcove, swaying prettily. Bagoas noticed that she was the one with the shaved pussy, and just then she swirled behind the curtain to appear again at its other side. Her back to them she wiggled her butt nicely then turned slowly showing her pretty boobs as she turned. Bagoas chuckled lightly as he saw this was not the same girl, but instead the unshaven one. She disappeared again behind the curtain. Then from the right side of the curtain her leg appeared, moving sinuously. It came out just far enough to show her shaved pussy with its dark lips, then went back behind the curtain and then from the left side her other leg appeared. But as the curtain was pulled back slowly the hairy pussy was revealed here. The leg was pulled in and on the right one of the girls appeared, her head and one tit visible above and her hip and leg below, but the curtain covering the other tit and her crotch. Slowly she pulled the curtain back. Getting the joke now, Bagoas waited to see which twin it was. Again, the unshaven pussy appeared. She withdrew and appeared similarly on the left side, her face, one tit and her leg flashing out, then slowly the curtain showed, once again, the hairy pussy. Quickly she darted to the other side of the curtain, and again pulled aside to show -- a shaven pussy!

Bagoas was now laughing aloud. In the corner, Hamid smothered his giggles with a pillow. Now the shaved girl emerged from behind the curtain, put out her hand and took the hand of the unshaven one and pulled her out. The both of them turned to face each other, pressing close and rubbing their tits together. In this position they slowly turned around, then began to spin until it was hard to keep track of the flashing butt cheeks as they passed by. Suddenly they separated, their butts to the audience and still holding hands. They swayed gently back and forth, and then slowly bent over. Bagoas chuckled as he made his mental bet on the right hand pussy, but as they bent and spread their legs he could see he was wrong, for between their legs the shaven mound appeared on the right and the pussy hair on the left.

Now the girls turned to the audience again, and each covered her crotch with her right hand. They swayed toward the watchers, then began darting back and forth, in front of and behind each other, always covering their pussies. Once again Bagoas struggled to keep his eye on the hairy one, just as he had watched the pea under the nutshells in the market when he was young and foolish. Moving swiftly, now turning so their butts were toward him, now spinning again until he could see the hand covering their pussies, the girls presented a pretty puzzle. Then they stopped, raised their left hands over their heads, shook their shoulders so their pretty boobs wiggled, and posed with their pussies still covered. Bagoas again made his mental bet. Then the girls threw their right hands in the air, and Bagoas saw that he had won, correctly putting the hairy girl on the left.

Now the girls lay on the pillows. Each raised her legs high, displaying her pussy clearly. The shaven one was pure smooth skin, and the other showed its dark lips below the curly dark hair. Each girl put her hand down and spread the lips of her cunt, showing the soft pinkness inside. Then they rolled toward each other and locked legs, so that each pussy was pressed up against a leg of the other. Quickly they began rolling over and over on the pillows, first one pretty ass and then the other on top, but always keeping their legs pressed tight hiding their pussies. One way they rolled, then back the other, writhing. Bagoas realized that a group of men watching this show, and betting on the results, would be far more distracted than he was and would have a hard time keeping track of pussy hair with their mind on flashing butts and pretty legs.

The girls stopped, and lying on their sides slowly unlocked their legs and pointed their toes in the air. Bagoas clapped his hands as he had won again, keeping track of the hairy one and correctly placing it on the left. The girls now rose, panting a bit from their exertion. Holding hands, they made a delightful picture with their identical faces, identical round breasts, identical pointed nipples, and identical pussy mounds differentiated only by the hair on one. Bagoas was charmed. "By Allah, a fine show!" he said. "And an opportunity for your master's guests to throw their gold on the table in wagers, no doubt."

"Ah, yes," replied Magari. "Betting on the hair is a popular sport among my master's friends. Much money has been lost when a girl's flowers turned out to be smooth instead of hairy!" Magari then clapped his hands, and suddenly all five girls disappeared behind the curtain. "Now a game to test your memory, my friend," he said.

He pulled aside the curtain and showed another behind it. This curtain had a circular opening cut into it part way up. Bagoas laughed and said, "I think I know this game, my friend. May I beg you that my young servant be taught how to play?"

Magari laughed at this, He turned to Hamid trying to be unobtrusive in the corner and motioned him over. "Hamid, my lad," he said, "if you ever hope to fill the place of such a master of the harem as my friend Bagoas, you must show your mental powers. You have been watching all these girls tonight?"

Hamid was highly embarrassed to be even noticed by this Harem Master, but he shakily said, "Yes indeed, my lord."

"it is well," Magari chuckled. "Now Bagoas will have taught you that the lovely rounded rears of the girls are a great attraction to men. So here is the game. Behind the curtain, you will see five moons appear one at a time. You must use your memory, and after five have appeared you will deliver the list as you remember it." Hamid could see Bagoas chuckling as he received his instructions Swallowing deeply he moved toward the curtain as Magari called out, "One!"

Hamid had no trouble as a black butt with shiny rounded cheeks appeared in the hole in the curtain. "Abyssinian," he filed in his mind. The butt shook around a bit, clenched its cheeks, and then its owner bent forward so her shaved black pussy showed briefly in the circle. "Yes, the Abyssinian." Hamid felt safe on that one.

Next a small pale bottom appeared in the hole. "Easy again," thought Hamid. "The one from Ire-land." The girl bent forward, showing pink pussy lips and a flash of light red down. Hamid was secure in his second choice.

As he had feared, the next ass to appear in the hole was a dark one, possibly either one of the Berber girls or the Nubian beauty.  To help him, hands came back and pulled the cheeks apart and the girl bent forward to show a clean shaven brown pussy. Hamid made a desperate guess that it was the shaven Berber twin.

The next ass that appeared was identical to it, so Hamid knew this must be the other twin and his guess was correct. As the girl bent over, dark hair appeared around her pussy and Hamid breathed a sigh of relief that he had four girls in order. The next he was sure he knew to be the dark Nubian.

But the ass that appeared in the opening was much darker than he had expected. Its glossy black color confused him, and the deep black pussy revealed when the owner bent over was even more disconcerting. Frantically he tried to remember the first dark ass, the one he had confidently assigned to the Abyssinian girl. Was this the Nubian, darker than he remembered? Or had he overestimated the darkness of that first black ass? He broke into a sweat, but the dark lips of the pussy finally convinced him that this was the Abyssinian after all, and the first must be the Nubian.

The final ass disappeared and Magari drew the curtain. "Now, young eunuch who aspires to so much, give us your list," he said. Hamid drew a deep breath, and then quickly said, "The Nubian, then the pale girl, then the shaved twin and the unshaven one, and last the Abyssinian girl." At this Bagoas and Magari both laughed deeply. Hamid cringed at what they might say. 

"My son," said Bagoas, "you must learn to listen to what is said. When we set you this task, we only said five round moons would be presented to you. Never did we say that each must belong to a different slave." Then the Abyssinian girl and the Nubian emerged from behind the curtain naked. Each turned her back to Hamid and both bent over displaying their round butts to his gaze. They bent forward and pulled their cheeks apart so he could clearly see their shaven pussies between their legs and the pink insides.

Bagoas laughed as the girls twitched their butts and reached down to rub their pussies. Hamid could now clearly see how much blacker the Abyssinian was than the Nubian, and how her black pussy lips were darker than the Nubian's deep brown ones. "But, but..." he said, "were both the first and last moons the Abyssinian's all the time?" Both master eunuchs laughed.

"Yes, my boy, the black girl showed your her dark moon twice. You should have gone with your powers of observation instead of expecting five different butts!" said Bagoas.

Magari, the fat Harem Master, kindly said, "But you will learn, lad. When you have served the harem as many years as Bagoas and I have, each round moon, each pair of breasts, each wet flower will have its own special look to you. Intact men cannot be expected to notice the subtle differences in female flesh, because their throbbing organs distract their mind. But we who rule harems are different and have mental control they do not. Learn well your lesson, Hamid, and you will learn to profit from the difference we without balls have from those who are ruled by their cocks."




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Bagoas laughed, and then bowing deeply to his fellow eunuch thanked him for the tour. Then they returned to their quarters. Bagoas and Magari spent the night rolling dice, and discussing the ways of harem girls and the men who used them. Hamid sat silently in a corner and listened well.



Overseer of the Harem Ch. 05



CHAPTER 5 - THE SLAVE MARKET

Bagoas and his body servant and protege Hamid, as told in the previous chapter, accompanied their master Governor Glaoui of Ouarzazate to Casablanca. Bagoas was a powerful person, the Overseer of the Governor's harem, and he and his servant had made the journey because the Governor intended to display his wealth and position by adding to his harem. They had received lodging in the eunuch quarters of the Palace of a friend of the Governor, and been entertained by their host Magari, Overseer of this harem, with a visit to his slave girls. The harem included a girl who intrigued Bagoas, a pale skinned red headed girl that Magari said came from a northern country named Ire-land, and had been captured and sold into slavery by Barbary pirates. Magari described to Bagoas the narrow alley where the pirates sometimes took their captives in the slave market. 

The next day Bagoas was up early, and obtained permission from his master to visit the market and find a few girls that might suit their harem. Calling to Hamid, the Overseer strode out of their guest quarters and soon found the busy slave market. They passed quickly through many stalls offering men servants, women for house and kitchen work, and a long lane offering fine eunuchs of every description. Recognizing Bagoas as one of them they called out, begging to be bought into a fine household, but Bagoas ignored them and whispered to Hamid to do the same.

They came to the market for harem girls. It swirled with noise, dust, and colors of the hangings of the stalls and the scant clothes worn by the girls. Here also Bagoas was recognized as a powerful eunuch, who probably could influence his master. Hence each stall tried to attract his attention, bringing out their prettiest girls. Bagoas stopped at a stall offering black skinned Abyssinian girls, and the seller directed his three prettiest girls to open their robes for Bagoas. He nodded politely, and scrutinized the girls displaying round black breasts tipped with darker nipples, and dark curled hair on their pubic mound over their dark pussy lips. A group of idle young men gathered around, for they habituated the market just to enjoy these free shows. The seller was disappointed when Bagoas moved on. He stopped briefly at stalls displaying Berber girls, and also the Egyptian girls, from the lighter girls of the delta to the darker Nubian girls from the southern reaches of the Nile. Each of them displayed their naked charms, but neither Bagoas nor Hamid appreciated them in any way except professionally.

Soon they came to an open space where a musician played on a flute and another on a drum, and several merchants had their dancing girls performing. They were all dancing totally nude, and the hangers-on were enjoying the show. Seeing Bagoas, several of the merchants rushed him to a place in the front and began extolling their girls. One pointed to a Berber girl who was belly dancing. Her large pointed tits swayed as she danced, and her belly, rounded as the Moors preferred, rotated swiftly, her hips following. Her dark pussy hair flashed, and as she bent over backwards and thrust her belly upward the lips of her pussy spread a bit to show the pink inside. 

Another merchant pointed to a Spanish girl, with long black hair, who had a thin gauzy scarf as her only adornment. She pulled the scarf under her tits and pushed them up and together, then let them fall as she turned her back and pulled the scarf across her butt as she shook it. Then turning again she brought the cloth between her legs and rubbed it back and forth over her shaved pussy then pulled it up to show that her lips had swollen and her pussy dripped from the rubbing.

Bagoas motioned to Hamid, who was watching the show with fascination, although not reacting in his crotch like the idle men enjoying it. They moved on in the direction Magari had told them to take. They found a narrow alley, and two armed men of evil appearance lounged at the entrance. Seeing a powerful eunuch such as Bagoas, they stepped back to let him enter and even gave a slight bow as he did. As Hamid passed they glared at him, but since he was following Bagoas he passed them by.

Inside the alley, there were many girls, most of them chained. Hamid saw a string of naked Spanish girls, each with a leather collar around their neck and chains connecting the collars. He noted with interest that although they all had black hair and flashing black eyes, and dark black hair on their unshaven pussies, each of them displayed a different set of tits. This variety fascinated him.  A bit further on a group of Abyssinian were confined by neck stocks, their arms held up so their dark boobs showed to advantage, and their legs spread by wooden ankle stocks so their dark slits covered with black hair were easily seen. A bit further on, a tall beautiful Nubian girl was chained by her wrists and ankles in a spread eagle position. She writhed against her bonds as Bagoas watched. Her boobs moved up and down with her panting chest, and her exposed cunt, covered with dark hair, twisted with her hips as she struggled. Seeing Bagoas watching her, the merchant approached and said, "A girl full of fire, master. With proper discipline she will learn her place. An experienced overseer such as yourself will know how to train her." 

Bagoas said, "Unchain her, I want to examine her back."

The merchant removed the chains on one wrist and one ankle from their hooks, so the girl, while still chained, could be jerked around to show her back. As Bagoas suspected, her back, her ass, and the backs of her legs all showed the marks of a recent whipping. Bagoas turned away, and the merchant's assistants grabbed the girl's wrist and ankles to fasten her chains again. The girl fought against them until the merchant wielded his whip on her ass several times, causing her to scream and cry. The assistants pulled the chains even tighter than they had been, straining her leg so far out that her pussy was pulled open by the stretch, showing the pink inside the dark lips. Bagoas walked quickly away from the scene. He said to Hamid, "Such treatment is not needed. There are other ways to break the will of a fiery girl. Fortunately our Governor is not one who enjoys seeing his harem girls thus treated."

They walked the length of the alley, surveying numerous girls displayed totally nude, posing in various more or less attractive postures. Hamid had never seen so many kinds and shapes of boobs. There were round ones, pointed ones, tits so large they sagged, tiny round tits with pretty little nipples, boobs that pointed out and up and in, all wiggling or bouncing in his head. There were butts also, large ones, tight ones, round ones, butts swaying, butts clenched, butts pulled open to show the inner hole. Pussies also amazed his sight. He saw shaved pussies, pussies covered in dark hair, pussies with hair trimmed into camel's paths, triangles, and rounded mounds. They were large, small, tight, open, and of all colors. Dark lips, brown lips, light colored lips, but when they were spread open they were all pink inside. He felt that his education as a harem eunuch was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Not finding what he was looking for, Bagoas drew one of the idling men to the side. Hamid saw coins clink, and the man pointed to a staircase not far away. Bagoas nodded to Hamid and they climbed the stairs. There were again evil looking guards whetting their daggers at the door, but seeing Bagoas they also discerned that here was a eunuch of power, probably a Harem Master, and hastened to move aside so he and his body servant could enter.

There was a slightly raised platform at the end of the room, and reclining on pillows Bagoas finally saw what he sought. Four of the light skinned Northern girls, dressed in diaphanous fabrics that hid none of their charms, were on display. Bagoas strode up to the platform, and a couple of obsequious merchants rushed to his side. He beheld girls such as he had never seen before. All of them had skin much lighter than he was used to seeing even on Egyptian Delta slaves. 

The merchant motioned one to come forward. She glided up from the pillows and gracefully dropped her robe so she stood totally naked. Her white skin contrasted strongly with her dark hair, long black eyelashes, and flashing black eyes. She had tits that were not large, but attractively shaped and topped with a large dark pink areola and a pointed nipple. Her stomach was acceptably rounded and below it her pubic mound swelled, covered with black hair that matched that on her head. Below it the lips of her pussy contrasted in their light color. At a gesture from the merchant she obediently spread her legs so Bagoas could examine it. The merchant said, "She was captured aboard a ship from the land next to Spain, called France, my lord."

Bagoas nodded, and the merchant motioned the second girl forward. As she stood before him nude, Bagoas saw that her skin was even lighter than the first. Her hair was the color of autumn wheat, and her eyes were light brown. She was of that plump sort of figure that many men adored. Her large round breasts sagged just slightly, and the rosy areolas and large nipples would have men anxious to get their hands on them, Bagoas knew. Her rotund belly would suit the Moorish tastes. Bagoas visualized her trained as a belly dancer with that asset. The merchant motioned for her to turn around, and Bagoas beheld a truly magnificent ass that would hold and caress a man's cock in its depths. She bent over and displayed a pink pussy with large lips, and faintly covered with light hair. The merchant said, "The German merchants like to take their servant girls on their vessels. This one was taken from a rich prize ship along with much gold."

The third girl then came forward and dropped her gown. Bagoas was stunned to see a girl of a kind he had never seen before. She was tall and statuesque, overtopping many of the men in the room. Her hair was almost white, and she had stunning eyes which flashed blue. Her breasts were things for a man to adore, large, round, and white, with pink nipples which pointed skyward. Her belly was slightly rounded, and below it her pubic mound swelled and displayed only the lightest fuzz of hair which matched the color of that on her head. The merchant tapped her thighs and she spread her legs, showing pussy lips of the same white skin, tightly closed so the interior of her cunt did not show. Bagoas nodded his head slowly in appreciation. "The countries of the far north produce these white girls," said the merchant, "and sometimes the pirates raid into their territory."

Then the fourth girl stood up. Bagoas recognized her as being of the same blood from Ire-land as the girl he had seen in Magari's harem. His interest was immediately aroused. This small girl, seeing them watching her, made a strange gesture with her hand, touching first her forehead, then her stomach, and then each shoulder in turn. She tried to wrap her covering cloth around herself. Snarling, "She has just arrived. I will teach her," the merchant grabbed the cloth and ripped it from her. She gave a little gasp, and tried to cover her breasts with one arm and her crotch with the other. Two of the dirty men in the room grabbed her arms, and spread them out while putting a knee in her back to force her forward. In this position she was fully displayed. As she struggled, Bagoas saw that she had the red hair he was looking for, but cut short. Her eyes were blue and her cheeks were rosy but her skin was otherwise very pale. Held as she was, her small round tits protruded forward and their pink nipples stood out. She was thin and had a very small waist and a flat belly. Bagoas examined her pubic mound with care. Thin wisps of red hair curled around on it, partly concealing and partly revealing its white skin. Below it, the skin of her thighs was also a milky white, and the pale pink lips of her pussy contrasted a bit.

Bagoas said, "I would examine her." 

The merchant bowed and said, "Of course, my Lord. Allah the beneficent, the generous, has given us this girl of wonder and may Allah will that she please your master." Bagoas had long ago ceased to believe that Allah had anything to do with the slave trade, but he simply nodded. 

The merchant brought a pot of scented lotion and Bagoas perfumed both his hands with it. He approached the girl, who regarded him with fearful eyes. "Release her," he said to the pirates holding her arms. The girl faced him boldly, but fear still showed in her eyes. Bagoas said, "I will not harm you, girl. You must learn your fate and submit to it," but saw that she understood little Arabic. First he opened her mouth and looked at her teeth, then carefully examined both eyes. Gently, he touched her small breasts. She recoiled slightly but he persisted, rolling his hands over the tits and then gently stroking the small rosy nipples. He then ran his hand down and felt the muscles of her stomach, then reached out toward her waist. She shrank back, but Bagoas was wise in the ways of girls new to slavery. Insistently he used his hands to turn her around.

Her little ass was white and rounded. The cheeks pressed together tightly as she still stood there in fear. Bagoas approached, and gently pushed her head down so she bent forward and her butt stuck out toward him. He put his hand on one cheek and she flinched slightly. The slowly but firmly he pressed his fingers into the crack, spreading her cheeks so her nether hole was displayed.  The girl shuddered but remained obedient. Bagoas then raised her up and turned her around again. Taking more lotion on his hands he rubbed her flat stomach, and let his hand glide down onto her pubic mound. She turned her head away, but submitted to his gentle rubbing. Bagoas wonderingly fingered the soft red hair on her mound, then let his hand slide down onto her thighs. As he pulled them apart, she resisted for a moment and tried to pull away. Bagoas held firmly to her thigh, and she relaxed slightly and let him part her legs. His fingers probed into her slit, lubricated by the lotion. Unsatisfied, he withdrew them and said, "Lie down, girl." motioning toward the dirty carpet. Trembling, she lay on her back and, knowing what he wanted, spread her legs. Now her pussy with its light red hair was displayed to all in the room. Many of the pirates watched with interest, amazed at the gentle ways of this eunuch with a slave girl. Bagoas gently inserted his fingers deep into her cunt, and then withdrawing them spread her pussy lips wide so its pure pink inside was visible.

Bagoas turned from the girl, who rolled over on the pillows groping for the light cloth which was her only covering. Drawing it about her she returned to her place, bringing her knees up to her chest to cover her little tits, and wrapping her arms around her knees. She continued to tremble lightly, and again made the strange four way gesture with her eyes closed.

Bagoas spoke to the merchant. "My master will examine your wares. Bring the plump one and the red haired one to this palace." He described the palace they were visiting and the way there. 

The merchant was delighted and kept repeating, "Praises to Allah the generous, friend of the merchant." 

Bagoas simply said, "Be there without fail. And in Allah's name, man, clean yourself up before you enter my master's presence!" Then he and Hamid stalked out of the dirty room.

They passed back through the slave market, and Bagoas stopped at two other booths. At one he ordered a light skinned Egyptian girl brought for his master's examination, and at another a Berber girl. But from Bagoas' cursory examination, hardly even probing their pussies, Hamid did not believe that his master truly favored them.

The next morning, Bagoas led Hamid into the Governor's temporary quarters. He pointed to a small stool in the corner and Hamid sat down quietly, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible. Soon the Governor's Chief Scribe entered. He was thin and squinted at the papers before him. Bagoas knew this man was the holder of the accounts and advised the Governor on financial matters. 

Then one of the slaves announced, "The merchants you requested are here with their merchandise, Bagoas." He opened the door and the merchants entered. One led the Egyptian girl by a cuff on her wrist, and one led the Berber girl by a light chain around her waist. Both were draped in a light filmy cloth. Next came the piratical merchant holding the plump German girl by the arm as she came willingly into the room.  She also wore only a filmy wrap. Last was another pirate, even more villainous looking if that were possible. He held a chain which looped round the neck of the little Irish girl, whose hands were bound behind her. He jerked on the chain, even though she gave no resistance. She was dressed differently than the rest, having a green cloth wrapped over her small round tits and a green loincloth between her legs. They lined the four girls up against the wall.

Bagoas nodded at the servant and he left the room to summon the Governor. Soon Bagoas' master entered and took his seat in a carved chair. He looked over the four girls arrayed before him. Then he nodded at his Scribe, who intoned, "In the name of Allah the magnificent, the merciful, my lord the Governor of Ouarzazate has summoned you here so he may examine your wares. If the price is right he may buy." All the merchants bowed deeply to the Governor, and all the girls except the bound Irish slave pressed their hands together and bowed also. The villain accompanying the red haired girl jerked the chain around her neck and pushed her head down forcing her to pay obeisance too.

"Bagoas, Overseer of my Harem, you have inspected the wares in the slave market and chosen these girls for my consideration?" asked the Governor.

"My Lord, I have. I think each of them will suit you well for a harem slave and each of them will well please your needs and your guests. Having fine girls such as this will increase your reputation among your peers and show your wealth and power. Some of them are untrained but I will undertake that duty when needed," replied the Overseer.

"It is well," said the master. "Show them to me."

Bagoas nodded to the first merchant and he brought the Egyptian girl forward. She dropped the light cloth which wrapped her and stood naked before the Governor. She bowed deeply, making her tits swing forward and down. Then she stood straight before him, placed her hands on her hips and spread her thighs a bit. The Governor looked at her firm boobs tipped with dark nipples, at her flat belly, and at her shaven pussy whose dark lips were visible between her legs. The merchant started to speak, but the Governor waved him and his girl back to the wall.

The second merchant brought the dark Berber girl forward, and she dropped her wrap and bowed. Then she stood up and raised her hands over her head, posing prettily with her large firm dark boobs pulled upward and the nipples pointing to the ceiling. She swayed her hips and opened her legs, showing dark pussy lips below the black triangle of hair on her mound. Clearly she realized the advantage she might get belonging to so powerful a man and wanted to show off well for him. The Governor looked her over, and then waved her and her merchant back to the wall also.

Bagoas motioned to the third merchant. He came forward with the plump German girl. He removed her filmy wrapping and she bowed, her large breasts swinging forward as she did like two juicy melons. The Governor regarded them both closely and then said, "Bagoas, I must ask two questions. First, could this man not have bathed before he came? He truly stinks to Heaven." Bagoas jerked his head at the pirate, and the man slunk back into the corner. leaving his girl standing alone. "And secondly, Bagoas, whence came this strange white girl? She does attract my curiosity."




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"My lord," said Bagoas, "I am told she comes from a land called Germany, far to the North. These Barbary pirates, whom Allah knows are liars as well as cutthroats, say they took a rich ship as a prize and she was aboard. See how her breasts are round and firm, and tipped with pink confections of nipples, lord. Observe her round belly, giving her a plump and pleasant look. And see the fine light hair in her nether mound and the pink flower which blooms below it. I think she would be a great asset to your harem."

"You may be right, Bagoas. But I see yet one more girl of a strange pale color. Let her be brought forward."

Bagoas went to the obnoxious pirate holding the red haired girl's chain, and took it from his hand. Standing with his back to the Governor and speaking very low, Bagoas said, "Do not be foolish, girl. You are to be sold as a harem slave, whatever you do. The Governor my master is a man of great power, but I know that even his harem slavegirls are treated well and not abused. You must try to impress him." The girl trembled a bit, but she seemed to understand a few of his words.  She nodded slightly, and Bagoas hoped that she understood the advantage she could gain by pleasing Governor Glaoui.

Bagoas led the girl before the Governor and removed her top, displaying her small round white breasts with tiny pink nipples. The girl's hands were bound behind her, but Bagoas prodded her gently and she threw out her chest, thrusting her tits forward. Bagoas could see her blue eyes flashing as she did. He reached down and pulled off the loincloth she wore. For a moment she seemed to want to try to free her hands to cover her nakedness, but then as she had seen the other girls do she relaxed and stood with her legs slightly parted showing off her naked beauty. The fine red hair on her pussy mound seemed to Bagoas to blaze forth and the pink lips of her little pussy stood out below it.

The Governor said, "An even more exotic look than the other, Bagoas. This white skin, the pink nipples and pink flowers between her legs, but most of all this hair like fire I have never seen before."

"My lord," said Bagoas, "these lying scum claim that Allah put her into their hands from a vessel of a land called Ire-land. She is newly come to slavery, but I believe that I can train her to her harem duties well. Consider how her exotic looks will excite any man who sees her, and make him desire her favors, thus putting him in your power."

"The first two girls do not interest me, Bagoas," said the Governor. "Every rich man I know has their sort in his harem. But these two light ones are something to show my friends and let them try out. We must see how they perform." With a wave of his hand he dismissed the first two merchants in disappointment. As they left the room leading their merchandise, the scribe tossed each of them a small silver piece. Then the Governor said to the pirates, "My Harem Master Bagoas will see to your girls. Leave me and take your stink with you."

After the merchants all left he said, "Bagoas, you know well that in my younger days Allah gave me the power to deal with both of these girls within the hour, but it is no longer so. And certainly neither you, nor that ball-less boy cowering in the corner who hopes I do not see him, can test these girls further. A man is required, and where shall I find one to try the test and advise me? Only Ahmed, my trusted scribe is here, so Ahmed, you will have to serve."

The skinny bespectacled scribe looked like a bullock stunned with a poleaxe. Never had his master invited him to share in any of the pleasures of the harem. Although his cock was stiff under his robes from watching the naked girls, he had been sure the Governor had not been able to see it.

"Stand up, man! Take off your robe. You shall give me your opinion of the plump one." Ahmed trembled but complied. He stood forth with his rod standing in front of him. "Ah, I see you are prepared already with a mighty pen, my scribe." 

Bagoas brought the wheaten haired beauty forward. Clearly she knew that belonging to this master could be a very good thing for her. She threw her arms around Ahmed and pressed her ample bosom into his thin chest. Then she worked her body down, rubbing her boobs across his stomach and then capturing his erect cock between the two glorious mounds. Rubbing them back and forth, she began to raise him to heights of ecstasy. Then the plump girl dropped her head down, took his balls in her hand, and began to run her tongue around the ridge on his cock where he had been circumcised. His cock twitched as she did, making her grab it with her other hand to hold it steady while she licked the head of it and the opening at the end. 

Ahmed glanced nervously as his master, but the Governor was sitting impassive watching him receive the attentions of the plump beauty. She took the full length of his cock into her mouth and rapidly sucked up and down on it, making his hips surge toward her. But then she pulled away from his cock, and stood up before him, leaving his cock twitching. She turned her back, and presented her large round butt cheeks to him. She knew well what assets they were in this world, and she backed up until his cock was caught in the crack between them. She clenched her cheeks tightly and Ahmed took hold of her hips and thrust his dick up and down between them.

His excitement growing, Ahmed reached between her legs and began to rub her pussy. As the lips swelled the pink inside of it drove him to higher ecstasy. He rammed his cock into her and leaned forward to grab the large tits and squeeze the pink nipples.  Bagoas and Hamid watched impassively, but though the Governor tried to look calm Bagoas read the signs of his growing excitement watching his scribe banging the pale skinned girl.

Ahmed thrust again and again into the German girl's pussy. He rolled the melon like boobs in his hands and pulled her butt closer to him so he could go into her deeply. She rolled her ass around, and the sensations seemed to drive him wild. Fiercely he rammed into her again and again, and then clutching her boobs hard he drove into her deeply one final time and jerked as his juice poured into her pussy. Sighing deeply, he relaxed and lay back on the pillows. Bagoas took the slavegirls hand and presented her to the Governor. She bowed low, her massive melons once again swinging in front of her, and retired to sit on the pillows by the wall, spreading her legs so the men were sure to be able to see her dripping pink cunt.

Ahmed sat up on the cushions. "Speak, my scribe," said the Governor. "Or will you write for me an account of your experience?" 

Ahmed was still panting, but managed to gasp out, "An amazing ride, your lordship. Simply amazing."

The Governor said, "Bagoas,this girl who pleases my scribe pleases me as well. Her plump beauty would grace my harem. But this other one intrigues my curiosity. I must try her out before I decide. Ahmed, give me privacy." The scribe gathered up his robe and adjusting it about him, left the room. Bagoas made a small gesture to Hamid and the young eunuch followed the scribe quietly. 

Bagoas knew that the red haired girl had witnessed the testing of the other. He whispered to her, "You can make your place here. Do as you saw the other girl do and please my lord. You will be glad if you do." She looked at him fearfully, but then seemed to understand him. She made up her mind and nodded slightly to him. He turned her around and removed the ropes which bound her wrists. In this position she showed the small round cheeks of her ass to his master and Bagoas knew they were attractive in their pale skinned perfection. Once more she touched her forehead, then her stomach and then each shoulder. Bagoas, being a good Muslim, had never seen a Christian make the sign of the cross and wondered why she did that strange thing. Then slowly the girl turned, posing and spreading her legs slightly as she had seen the other girls do. The Governor looked greedily at her small round tits with the juicy pink nipples, and then dropped his gaze to the light red down on her pubic mound and the pink lips of her pussy. Bagoas backed discreetly into the corner, knowing that the master expected him to watch but not interfere. 

The Governor stood up and threw off his robes, his dark cock standing out from his black pubic hair He held the red haired girl by her shoulders and pulled her close to him, rubbing against her and bringing one hand to fondle her tits. He pressed the other hand to her small round ass and pushed it close to him so she rubbed against his stiff rod. Then he put his hand on top of her red hair and pushed gently downward. Bagoas watched, hoping she understood this signal. She seemed to resist his pressure for a moment, but then went down, rubbing her tits against his chest, his stomach, and then against his cock. She swung her chest back and forth against the stiff rod so that her nipples teased its sensitive head. Then she continued down and holding his balls in one hand began to lick his shaft.

Bagoas smiled inwardly, realizing that this shrinking slave actually was quite experienced. He visualized the little Irish girl sucking the large cock of a red haired blue eyed boy from her own land.  She did know what she was doing. The master's cock found her mouth, and putting his hand on the back of her red hair he pushed her head toward him and thrust into her mouth deeply. She skillfully worked back and forth, twisting a bit every time her lips reached the sensitive head of the shaft. 

Governor Glaoui raised her up and putting his hands on her waist turned her around so her white ass was toward him. Pushing down on her back, he caused her to lean over and his cock moved into the crack. He rubbed up and down, and the girl began to move her hips back and forth, giving him exquisite sensations. The man then ran his long cock between her legs and rubbed it over her pink pussy slowly. Bagoas, wise in the ways of sex, could see it twitching up against the pussy each time it rubbed. 

Then the Governor again turned her round and put his hand between her legs to rub the wet pussy. He pushed her back until she lay flat on the pillows, and brought her legs up and spread them so her small pussy, with its light downy red hair, was fully exposed. Kneeling between her legs he let his dick just tease the outer lips, bringing out the pink of the inner lips against the darkness of his shaft. This seemed to please him, and he continued to just rub the head of his cock in her pink pussy gently. She moved her hips as he did, exciting him more and more. Soon he was thrusting deeper and deeper into those pink lips, lifting her little ass up off the pillows with each thrust. He put his hands under her butt and pulled her in toward him as he thrust. Faster and faster he moved, finally putting his hands under her back and pulling her up until she was riding his cock and pressing her taut nipples into his chest. He gave one last mighty thrust upward and came hard into her, giving a deep moan as he did. Then he relaxed back onto the pillows, his dick still in her cunt and she leaning into him. He lay there several minutes, feeling her warm soft pussy grip his cock as it softened. Then he eased out of her. 

Bagoas came over quietly, took her hand and led her to the wall where she sat down near the plump white girl, leaning back so her tits were thrust upward and spreading her knees a bit so her dripping pussy showed its little flash of red hair. Bagoas realized she had decided that this was the best of all her possible chances and was really trying to be the Governor's choice.

Bagoas picked up the master's robe and held it for him to put on. He arranged himself carefully and said, "Bagoas, call the scribe back to me." Bagoas went to the door and signaled Ahmed to enter the room. The scribe did so, his gaze lingering on the two naked girls still sitting by the wall. "Bagoas," said the Governor, "I have chosen. The plump white one pleased my scribe well, and I know she would decorate my harem. But the little one with the flame on her head and her flowers is the one who will join my lady wife and my two other slaves. Go with Ahmed to those vile men and tend to the arrangements. Ahmed, a gift of silver for your plump white girl if you please." Ahmed pulled several silver pieces out of his pouch and walked over to hand them to the large plump slave. She was clearly disappointed at not being chosen but the silver pieces were riches to her so she tied them in a corner of her filmy wrap. Standing up, displaying her large white boobs and her pussy with its light covering for the last time here, she threw the wrap around her and Bagoas led her out of the room.

He returned the girl to her master and gave the pirate some silver, smaller than the girl had received. Ahmed came out and said, "My master has directed me to buy the small red one. She is very little and inexperienced so he makes a small offer." The villainous pirate snarled at this, and Bagoas knew that negotiations would continue for a long time but Ahmed would get this exotic and beautiful girl at a good price in the end.

Bagoas returned to the chamber where the small redhead was sitting on the Governor's lap while he idly caressed her small round tits The master pushed her up, and Bagoas took her hand and wrapped her in a filmy scarf. The Governor ordered him, "Bagoas, tell the Overseer of this harem to tend my prize until we return to Ouarzazate." Bagoas bowed to his master and took the girl and led her out, well pleased with this day's work.



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CHAPTER 6 -- TRAINING A NEW SLAVE

The caravan of Governor Glaoui was preparing to leave Casablanca for the oasis of Ouarzazate. Among the many retainers and servants mounted on donkeys and camels, the Governor's elaborate wagon stood out as a touch of luxury. Next to it in magnificence was a gilded wagon, painted with red and blue decorations, and closely covered with finely woven tapestries so no glimpse of its interior could be seen. The Governor had used part of his time in Casablanca to purchase a new harem slave, and she was now comfortably reclining on pillows in the wagon, in the care of Bagoas, overseer of the Governor's harem, and his servant and apprentice Hamid.

Bagoas mounted the steps of the wagon, and eighteen year old Hamid followed him. Being allowed to enter the wagon meant, of course, that they were both eunuchs. None of the intact men in the caravan, except the Governor's trusted scribe Ahmed, had even had a glimpse of the new slave unless she was swathed in a heavy robe and veil.

Bagoas and Hamid, as told in Chapter 5 of this story, had visited the dark alleys of the slave market where the Barbary pirates sold the girls they had captured in their raiding. Of the girls selected for the Governor to view and try out, he had been so deeply intrigued by this exotic prize that he purchased her immediately. Inside the wagon, Bagoas saw her lying back on the pillows.

She was a sight unseen in Morocco, a girl of pale white skin with short cut hair of flaming red. Even an experienced eunuch like Bagoas had never heard of the far land of Ire-land, whence she said she came. She gave a start as Bagoas and Hamid entered the wagon, for she was but newly come to slavery and little understood what was happening to her. Unveiled, she wore only semi transparent pajamas, which barely concealed her white breasts tipped with rosy pink confections. When she moved her white legs, the light red hair of her pubic mound could be momentarily seen. This, of course, had no effect upon Bagoas nor Hamid. 

As for the girl, she knew only that Bagoas had treated her with relative kindness after the atrocities the Barbary pirates had performed upon her, and that the Governor, in testing her before buying, had not been vicious or heavy-handed. Although she knew little Arabic, she had decided, from partly understanding Bagoas' kind words to her, that being in the Governor's harem was the least awful of the choices she had, and during her exhibition and testing had come to accept the task of pleasuring him as her master. Her abilities, though untrained, to take his large cock in her mouth, in the crack of her ass, and deep in her pussy had pleased him, and now she was on her way to his harem. Bagoas would have the job of training her into a proper courtesan for the enjoyment of the Governor and his guests.

As the wagon lurched forward and the long trip over the Atlas Mountains began, Bagoas spoke to the girl. "What are we to call you, girl? Have you a name the Moorish tongue can pronounce?" He pointed at her and raised his eyebrows as he did so, knowing that she spoke little Arabic. 

In a small shaky voice, the white skinned girl replied, "Bridget, my lord. Bridget O'Reilly." 

Bagoas rolled it around his tongue. "Brig-ette, Brigette. That will do. The rest of it is unpronounceable. Brigette, we must begin to teach you what you have to know."

"Where do I go, my lord" the girl asked plaintively in broken Arabic.

"Do not be fearful, Brigette. The harem slaves in the Taourirt Kasbah of Ouarzazate are not abused. The harem quarters are large and comfortable. There is a common room, well furnished with tapestries and comfortable pillows. Opening off it are four archways. The one in the east, nearest Mecca, has a lattice door before its curtain, and that belongs to Durrah, whose name means Pearl. She is the Governor's wife, and he calls her the Pearl of Great Price. You will learn to prepare her properly when her lord calls her to his bed. The other three archways are curtained, and two of them belong to the other slavegirls. You will meet Saiesha, a beautiful black skinned Abyssinian with large breasts, and Maria, a lovely Spanish girl with flashing eyes and pointed breasts. Both of them are shaved in the lower regions, but I think because of the fine red hair you have there you will not be shaved."

The girl seemed to understand little of this. She repeated words she had heard in the market, "Abyssinian girl, Spanish girl, slave."

"Your only concern will be to please the Governor and the men he may choose to send you to. Some men prefer their women to be shaven in the area of their flowers, and others prefer the flowers to nest in their natural setting. I think that our Moorish men will be excited by your fine red hair." said the Overseer, pointing to her crotch. "Moorish men often also like large breasts and rounded bellies," he continued, touching her nipples with one finger. "But your small breasts are so round, so perfect, and have such a delicate pink color in the nipples that the difference will be exciting to many, I think."

Brigette regarded him quizzically during most of this talk. She touched her pubic mound and repeated the Arabic words for "red hair," and then following his finger said hesitantly, "nipple." She smiled timidly as he nodded at her.

"As a harem slave, Brigette, you will get used to eunuchs like me. Do not think of me as a man, because I will never use you as a man might. My interest in you is that the better you perform, the more my standing with the Governor is increased. Therefore it is my duty to teach you what I have learned in over 30 years of attending the harem." he answered. "We may begin our lessons even as we travel."

With those words, he opened a pouch of fine wool and removed an object carved from camel bone. It was long and thick, and shaped exactly like an erect circumcised cock. He held it out to Brigette. She gasped, then took it in one hand and examined it. "This rod is what you will concern yourself with as a slave. If you can make a man's rod throb and fill you with juice, you will have made him happy. That will make me happy. And if I am happy I have the power to make you happy. Do you understand?"

"Ye-e-e-s, my lord," the slave replied hesitantly, though truly she had understood little that he said. She ran a hand up and down the smooth surface of the bone cock.

"Take the end of it in your mouth, gently." He pushed it toward her lips and she did so. Bagoas moved it in and out a few times, then drew it out and pointed. "Do you see this ridge, just below the crown? That is the scar of a Muslim's circumcision. It can be very sensitive. Roll the rod in your mouth, and work your tongue around that ridge." He pushed the rod into her mouth again and rolled his own tongue to demonstrate. Brigette complied, with a hesitant look at him. "This is the first step in firshaeh, mouth congress. Now begin to take it deeper into your mouth." Brigette pushed the hard rod a bit deeper. "Deeper, girl, deeper!" said the eunuch. She pushed it in a bit more, but then gagged and pulled it out. "No, no. You must learn to pleasure a man with a big organ, girl. Some of our Moors are equipped like a bull! As we travel, you shall practice six times a day!"

So the time passed while they traveled. Bagoas had learned much in his many years in the harem, and though he could not personally demonstrate, he passed on his knowledge by teaching and using objects to demonstrate. Brigette took the carved cock in her mouth, over her tits, in her pussy and in her ass many times during the several days. Bagoas was gentle but insistent, and Brigette soon learned this lesson. All of her openings would accept the long, wide bone carving to its full depth by the time they reached the harem in Ouarzazate.

Hamid was often involved in the training of the girl, for it was his training also. He learned to handle the bone cock, how to move it in and out to simulate what a man would do, how to make it seem to throb in her mouth or pussy, even how to clean it after a lesson. He also helped her to learn Arabic words for all sorts of things, both sexual and not. He soon realized that she was confused at being with two men who never tried to approach her themselves, and understood that she did not know what a eunuch was. After much trying to explain to her in Arabic, he finally decided that the young girl must simply be shown. So one day when Bagoas was absent, he pulled down his white pajamas. The girl gasped when she saw his small cock dangling down over an empty sac, for unlike some nations the Moors took only the balls when they created a eunuch. She stroked it as she had stroked the camel bone, and of course nothing rose. "What happened?" she asked. 

Hamid said, "When I was very young they cut me." He mimed a knife flashing, and then with one hand pretended to throw away his balls. 

Brigette gasped, winced, and made that strange four part sign. She seemed to be thinking, and then asked, "Bagoas?" 

Hamid nodded and said, "We are both eunuchs. EUNUCH," he repeated for her, waving a hand at his ball-less crotch.

Tears welled up in Brigette's eyes. Sadly she shook her head and said, "They hurt you." 

But Hamid knelt beside her, and put an arm around her thin shoulders. "They hurt me very much," he said. "But it has provided me with much luxury now, and I am respected in the Taourirt Kasbah and someday may rule a harem as Bagoas does. We eunuchs learn to accept our fate." Brigette understood little of this, but seemed to take comfort from being close to the young man. By the time they reached Ouarzazate after crossing the Atlas mountains, both the young eunuch and the young slave girl had learned much.

Bundling Brigette in swaths of cloth, and throwing a heavy veil over her head, Bagoas rushed her across the courtyard of the Taourirt Kasbah, the Governor's palace. He led her up the stairs, and through the door guarded by two armed eunuchs. At the top of the stairs an ornate carved door opened into the Harem. There was a large common room, hung with tapestries and strewn with pillows. From this room four archways led into separate chambers. The one in the East, nearest to Mecca, had a silken curtain, and in front of that a lattice work doorway.

Bagoas removed the white girl's veil and covering. She was wearing a thin green dress he had given her in the wagon. Its top drooped low to almost reveal her small white tits, and it was slit up one side so that as she moved her white leg flashed out of it. This was the usual dress of the harem girls. Bagoas clapped his hands twice. From the two side arches the other slavegirls emerged. Saiesha was a black Abyssinian beauty, dressed in a white robe that pulled tight across her large boobs and let her dark nipples almost show thorough. Maria was a Spanish girl captured in the war there. She had long black hair, long black lashes, and fiery black eyes. She wore the red version of the dress, and the cleavage of her pointed breasts showed over the top of it.

"This is Brigette, the master's new purchase. She will take the empty chamber behind the third arch," said Bagoas. "You must each get to know each other." He placed a hand on Brigette's shoulder, and pulled the filmy dress down, showing her small white breasts and the rosy nipples upon them. Both dark skinned slave girls gasped at her whiteness. "This girl pleases the master with her white skin, red hair, and pink nipples. You will need to learn new techniques with your cosmetics to present her at her best." He continued to pull the dress down to reveal her pubic mound covered lightly with fine red hair, and the pink lips of her pussy against her white thighs. Brigette seemed to want to cover herself, but remembering the lessons she had learned stood for the inspection of the others.

Bagoas motioned to the other two slavegirls. Obediently they dropped their dresses. Pointing to the Abyssinian he said, "Saiesha." Saiesha had large round boobs, with dark areolas and deep black nipples standing out from them. Her belly was rounded as the Moors preferred. Beneath it her female mound was shaven totally clean, and the black lips of her pussy showed between her thighs. Bagoas then pointed to the Spanish girl and said, "Maria." Maria was slimmer and had smaller tits, which had dark brown pointed nipples. Her stomach was flat, but the mound below it was round and firm, shaven clean so the dark lips of her pussy were seen below it.

"The master is well pleased to have variety in his harem. Not for him are all the dark skinned girls with large breasts, long black hair and black nests over their flowers. The differences between you will please him and his guests. Now you two must show the new slave her place." He left the harem and the girls to get acquainted.

The next day, he returned with Hamid. Entering the common room he clapped twice, and all three girls appeared at their curtains. Brigette, seeing him, again touched her forehead, her stomach and then both shoulders and momentarily closed her eyes. The other two girls regarded her with questions in their eyes. Bagoas looked hard at Brigette, and then asked, "What is it, girl? Do you feel a pain in the head or the belly?" 

Grasping his meaning, Brigette replied in halting Arabic, with a mixture of fear and pride in her voice, "The cross sign. My Lord Jesus Christ, master."

Bagoas nodded slowly. "Ah, I have heard of those who call themselves Christians. They believe, as we Muslims do, in the prophets Jesus and Moses, but they do not realize that Mohammed, whose name be praised, is the last and greatest of the prophets. I am surprised, girl, that you do not call on the mother of Jesus, Bibi Mariam, who we also revere."

Brigette started when she heard that name. "Mary, the Blessed Virgin," she said. "You know of her?"

"Mohammed in the Holy Quran adjures Muslims to respect all the Peoples of the Book," he said. "The story of Bibi Mariam is very popular with our women. But here in the Taourirt Kasbah it is best if you bow to Allah, by whatever name you call him in your mind. Making the strange sign of the cross will only call attention to you." Bagoas, like many Muslims who had been exposed to the thoughts of Islamic scholars, had an open mind toward Christians and Jews.

Brigette nodded slowly, having grasped part of his meaning. She did not know what strange religion the Abyssinian might practice, and wondered if the Spanish girl was Catholic or Muslim. She realized that neither of them betrayed any religious feelings except to bow when the name of Allah was mentioned. She resolved to do the same, sending up a little prayer begging forgiveness of the Holy Virgin in her mind.

Bagoas waved a hand. "Be that as it may be. Today you will learn the preparation of a harem slave to entertain the master or his guests. Hamid will show how well he has learned his lessons by directing it." 

Hamid, bursting at pride with this chance to show off just as any 18 year old would, stepped toward Brigette and motioned to the light green robe she wore. Then he made a downward motion with his hand and said, "Drop your robe that all may see your beauty." Brigette gave him a weak smile. By now she was used to being nude, so she dropped the robe to her feet and stepped out of it. She placed her hands on her hips and slightly parted her legs, standing as she had seen the other girls stand.

Officiously Hamid came forward and twisted her shoulders a bit to show her small white tits to best advantage, then pulled one leg slightly forward so the tight pink lips of her pussy were well displayed. Stepping back he eyed her pose with a careful eye. Then he nodded with pride in himself and in her. "Bagoas has ordered that you not be shaved, so the light red hair of your mound will tantalize men. Then we must proceed to anoint you with the scented unguents." He nodded at the two other slavegirls. Each picked up a pot of unguent and began to rub it into Brigette. They began at her neck, then over her shoulders, and carefully rubbed around her small breasts and over the pink nipples, which stood up at their touch. "Aha," said Hamid, quoting the lesson Bagoas had taught him. "A fine sense of sexual tension will prepare you to please a man." Brigette looked at him quizzically, not understanding. He simply said, "You are doing well, girl." She nodded shyly.

The slaves continued to rub her with the scent, going down over her belly and then rubbing the mound covered with silky hair. Then moving down her legs they covered her white thighs with the perfume. Finally Saiesha ran her fingers gently up between Brigette's legs and softly massaged the pink lips of her pussy with the valuable unguent. Brigette squirmed slightly as she did this, but then controlled herself. At this point Bagoas came forward and motioned her to stand up on the bench. Bending over, he gently touched her pubic hair and brought his nose close to it. "As I thought, Hamid, those fine hairs retain the scent. Come learn." 

Hamid approached the bench, and with fingers even gentler than Bagoas' touched the fine red hair. He caught a scent mixed between the perfume and the heavier scent of her pussy juice, which was dripping slightly between the lips due to the other slavegirls' caresses with the ointment. It was a very heady aroma and he tried to imagine its effect on a man waiting for her services.

Bagoas then motioned Brigette back down onto the pillows. "You must now begin to learn the positions of the Perfumed Garden," he said. "As no man is here to assist you, Maria shall play the part." Understanding some of this, Brigette looked at him in wonder. Maria went to a chest against the wall and rummaged in it. She took out a device like the bone cock Brigette had practiced with, but this one was made of polished ebony wood so it gleamed darkly. The end of it, like the other, showed the distinctive ridge of a circumcised organ. Brigette was amazed to see, however, that this one was mounted on straps. She started to make the sign of the cross, but then remembered it was better not to in this place.

Maria came toward Brigette. Grasping the ebony cock, she placed it over her pubic mound and wrapped the straps around her hips. Brigette was again surprised as she realized that the nether end of the device had a projecting knob on it. As she watched, Maria spread the lips of her pussy and placed this knob inside herself, so that it could rub her pussy and touch her clitoris. Her black eyes twinkling, she whispered, "Bagoas does not mind if we get a bit of pleasure out of the lessons."

"Hamid," said Bagoas, "place them in the first position." Hamid took Brigette's hand and caused her to lie down on the pillows. Bending her knees up to her chest, he spread her legs so her white thighs framed her pink pussy and its patch of red hair. He motioned to Maria who knelt down between Brigette's legs, and thrust the ebony rod gently into her pussy, which fortunately was slightly lubricated from the ointments and the light rubbing it had received. "Its name, Hamid?" asked Bagoas. 

Hamid replied as he had been taught, "El Asemeud, the stopper, my lord." Maria took a few strokes and wiggled her hips a bit, and Hamid saw that they both were taking pleasure from the rubbing of the black rod.

Bagoas then said, "El mokefa, with toes crossed." Hamid took hold of one of Brigette's legs and pulled it behind Maria's back. This pulled Brigette's ass up off the pillows. Maria put a hand under Brigette's ass and directed the new slave's other leg around behind her back also, where Hamid crossed Brigette's feet. This position pushed the rod deep into Brigette's pussy and drew her close to Maria's hips. Maria wiggled her hips and tossed back her head with closed eyes as they enjoyed the contact.




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Saiesha, meanwhile, had gone to a bench behind Bagoas. Quietly, so as not to call attention to herself, she began to rub a hand up and down across her shaven pussy mound as she watched the other two slaves.

"El louabi," directed Bagoas. "The waterpump of Archimedes." Maria, knowing well all these positions, lowered Brigette to the bed and lay back herself, the black strapon cock sticking up in the air. Hamid pushed Brigette to where Maria lay, and causing her to straddle Maria's hips, pressed down on her shoulders until her pussy grasped the cock. She took it entirely into herself, and Hamid then bent her forward until her white tits rubbed Maria's brown ones. 

"The man will delight to feel the small mounds rub his chest, master," said Hamid with pride in his knowledge.

Bagoas then said, "Kechaf el astine, seeing both moons." Hamid lifted Brigette up and turned her so her small ass was toward Maria's face, and she again lowered her pussy onto the black cock. Maria lifted her hips high and Hamid pushed Brigette's head forward and down until each was indeed looking at the others round moon. 

"Many men enjoy this view," Hamid said.

From the constant movement of the black rod in and out of her pussy, Brigette was extremely wet and was clearly excited. In this position she began to rise and fall on Maria's strapon. Maria was feeling the carefully carved knob in her own pussy, and the little bump on the knob was pressing her clit as Brigette wiggled it. Bagoas and Hamid were, of course, professionally impassive, having no ability to become stimulated by whatever they saw. Bagoas had taught Hamid that allowing the girls to pleasure each other made for good order and peace in the harem, although many overseers would have seen both of them whipped if they had been caught doing this.

On her bench, Saiesha was also becoming excited watching them. She had two fingers in her dark pussy now, spreading the lips so the pink inner parts showed for her to rub. She moved her fingers to the pink bump of the clitoris and began rotating it.

"Now, Hamid, do you remember dok el arz, pounding on the spot?" 

Hamid hesitated, then slowly shook his head. "Forgive me master, I know it not."

"Observe," said the Harem Master. He lifted Brigette off of Maria. Then he pulled Maria to a sitting position and stretched her long legs out in front of her, projecting the rod upward. Guiding Brigette to sit on it, he let it enter her pussy. Then he lifted her legs until they were locked behind Maria's back. He placed Brigette's arms around Maria's neck, pressing their boobs together. Maria now grasped Brigette around the waist. In this position, she was able to lift the small Irish girl up and down, and Brigette tightened her legs and was thus able to rise and fall on the black dick. They both worked hard at moving in this difficult position because their mutual excitement was rising.

Seeing them becoming stimulated seemed to inspire Saiesha. Behind Bagoas' back, her hips were straining upward to meet her fingers as they ran in and out of her pussy. With her other hand she caressed one large black breast and rolled the dark nipple around. Hamid noticed her movements and smiled slightly, then turned his attention back to his own testing.

"Now," said Bagoas, "one that many men enjoy beyond all others. El kebachi, the Ram. Hamid, I am sure you know it well." Brigette removed her legs from Maria, and stood up at Hamid's direction. He then made her drop to her knees and bend forward, projecting her ass into the air. He pushed gently down on her shoulders and she dropped her head to the pillows. Bustling about, proud to be showing his knowledge, Hamid arranged her arms comfortably, then went back to survey her ass with a knowing gaze. He grasped her thighs and spread them a bit wider, and put out two fingers to test the angle of her pussy and its wetness.

Satisfied at last, he stepped back and motioned Maria to a position in which she had been well trained. She knelt behind the little white ass and spreading the pink lips of the pussy drove the hard ebony rod in strongly. She grabbed Brigette's ass and rocked it back and forth while she thrust with the rod, thus giving them both the benefit of it rubbing them. "You must be prepared for a man to thrust strongly in this position," Hamid said, "because it excites many of them greatly. Often a few strokes will suffice to bring him to his pleasure." He was smug in his knowledge as only the young can be when they do not know how little they know.

Bagoas and Hamid now watched in silence. They knew that both slavegirls were past the point of instruction now as they moaned and twisted to the thrusts of the black rod. Maria reached forward, and putting a hand under Brigette's chest began to rub the little tits and squeeze their pink nipples. With the other hand she grasped one of her own large brown boobs and manipulated its pointed brown nipple. On her bench watching, Saiesha quickened the pace of rubbing her dark pussy. Maria thrust with her hips as Brigette wiggled her ass. 

Soon Maria removed her hands from the boobs they caressed and grabbed Brigette's round white ass with both hands, pulling it to her as she thrust the ebony cock deep and rotated her own hips against the rounded end which was sunk in her own pussy. She moaned and threw her head back, her eyes closing as her hips shook with her orgasm, just as Brigette jerked her hips and screamed a tiny scream into the pillow as she came too. Hamid heard Saiesha give a slight moan as her hips rocked on the bench when she reached her own climax. Bagoas turned his head ever so slightly that way and Hamid realized he had benignly let Saiesha enjoy this session too.

Both girls fell forward onto the pillows exhausted, and Saiesha's head lolled back against the wall. Bagoas stood up and said, "So ends our first lesson. Brigette is learning well. She will soon be fit to serve the master." Panting, Brigette made out most of what she was saying and allowed a small smile to caress her face. Brusquely, Bagoas said, "Clean yourself up properly now." Then he gave Hamid an imperious motion and the two eunuchs strode out of the harem.



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CHAPTER 7 -- WELL TRAINED

Bagoas the eunuch strolled across the courtyard of the Taourirt Kasbah. He was a person of power in this place, being Overseer of the Governor's Harem. With him was his body servant and chosen protege, Hamid, an eighteen year old eunuch. Governor Glaoui had called Bagoas to his office this afternoon. They entered and the elderly servant nodded them to a seat. He slipped into the office, and soon returned to say, "The Governor will see you, Bagoas."

Bagoas entered the office, and bowed respectfully to his master sitting behind the desk. "May Allah, the Watchful, the Guardian, keep my lord in his hands," he said.

The Governor looked up and without preliminaries said, "Bagoas, I have worked long today and seen many people with grievances to be judged or requests to be considered. Tonight I will dine alone, and after dinner shall have one of the harem girls to my bedchamber to relax my mind." 

"It is well, master," replied the Overseer. "Know now that the exotic slavegirl you purchased in Casablanca recently has been training very well. Perhaps you would enjoy her favors this night?"

"Indeed, my harem master," the Governor assented. "This strange girl, of white skin and hair like flame, is very different from any harem slave I have ever known. I will take pleasure in her company in my bed tonight. Bring her to me after dinner."

"As you order, it shall be done, master, Allah willing." said Bagoas. With another deep obeisance he left the chamber. Outside he motioned to Hamid. They crossed the courtyard and climbed the stairs, passed the two armed eunuchs on guard, and entered the main chamber of the harem. As they went, Bagoas told Hamid, "The Governor will enjoy his new slave, Brigette, tonight. I know she has been well trained, and you had a large part in her training. If she does well tonight I shall mention your name to the Governor."

As told in Chapters 5 and 6 of this story, Governor Glaoui had visited the city of Casablanca and purchased a very exotic slave girl for his harem. Bagoas, with the assistance of Hamid, had been training her for the role she was to now play.

In the harem chamber, Bagoas clapped his hands twice. From three curtained alcoves around the common room, the three slave girls emerged. The fourth door, in the East and thus closest to Mecca, was closed off with a lattice work. This was the chamber of Durrah, the Pearl, wife of the Governor. She was, of course, treated very differently than the slave girls. She did not respond when they were summoned. The lattice remained closed.

Bagoas surveyed the three girls who presented themselves. The first was Saiesha, an Abyssinian girl of great beauty. She had been the first slave purchased by the Governor as he began his rise to power. Black slavegirls were very popular among the Moors, and Saiesha was a fine example. She had closely braided black hair above a comely face with large dark lips. Her graceful shoulders topped fine round boobs which swelled the top of her white gown, their black nipples showing dark behind the thin fabric. Her belly was rounded in the style preferred by the Moors in dancing girls, and the slit in the side of her skirt revealed a comely well shaped leg rising up to a rounded hip.

The second slave was Maria, a fiery Spanish girl who was a prize of war. She had long luxurious black hair, long black lashes and flashing black eyes. Her red gown fell low in front to show a deep cleavage between tantalizing brown breasts whose pointed nipples strained against the fabric. Her stomach was flat and her legs long and lissome.

However, the girl Bagoas was studying tonight was Brigette, the newest slave. He motioned to her, and she dropped her green gown to her feet and stood nude for his inspection. She had been purchased from the Barbary pirates in Casablanca, who roved and pillaged over far off seas. She said she was from a distant land named Ire-land, and was unlike any other slave anywhere in the desert. She was short and slim, and her skin was a white never seen by the Moors in this area. Her short-cropped hair was of a blazing red color, natural and not the orange created by henna. Her fine shoulders were like polished alabaster, and she had small but perfect rounded tits of the purest white. Each of them was tipped with a rosy confection which seemed to invite a man's lips.

Her small waist and flat stomach were different from the rounded shape usually preferred by the Moors, but by that very difference had a special attraction. Below her small perfect navel swelled the pubic mound. Unlike the other slaves, she was not clean-shaven in this area, but her natural fine covering of red hair curled gently above the pink lips of her pussy, framed by the whiteness of her thighs. Her exotic appearance had excited the master greatly when he saw her in Casablanca, and after trying her charms he had purchased her on the spot.

Since that night she had not again seen the Governor. Under Bagoas' watchful eye, Hamid had showed his knowledge by teaching her the duties and techniques of a harem slave. Using a carved camel bone replica of an erect cock she had learned how to take its length in her lips, her pussy and her nether hole without problems. Then with the slavegirl Maria equipped with a strap on cock of ebony, Brigette had been taught many of the positions of the Perfumed Garden, from El Asmeud, the stopper, to El Kebachi, the ram. She was adept at them all on Maria's artificial dick. Tonight she would show how she could take the Governor's strong erect member and pleasure him with what she had learned.

Bagoas informed her, "Brigette, by the grace of Allah, the shaper of beauty, tonight you shall go to the master's bedchamber for the first time. It is up to you to please him greatly." 

Brigette was becoming more fluent in Arabic and understood Bagoas' meaning. A frightened look passed over her face, but then she controlled herself and with a slight smile bowed to the harem overseer and said, "My lord, I am ready. You have taught me well." Behind Bagoas' back, Hamid flashed her a grin, because they both knew that Hamid had done most of the hard work in her training.

"Hamid," said Bagoas, "Saiesha and Maria will now prepare Brigette to serve the Governor. Supervise them and be sure it is well done." Hamid bowed to Bagoas, and imperiously waved the three girls to the center of the room. Brigette, beautiful in her nakedness, stood in the center and the other two slaves got their equipment from the chests around the room. As they bent over the chests, the tops of their dresses fell forward to reveal their breasts, and the thin cloth was pulled tight over their butts to show their roundness. Neither Bagoas nor Hamid took the least notice of the show.

The routine of preparation was now well known to all of them, although this was the first time Brigette had received it in preparation for actually serving her master's bed. First Saiesha and Maria rubbed Brigette's body with the precious unguents of fine scents. Saiesha began at her neck and shoulders, and Maria began at her feet and worked up her legs. Just as Saiesha reached Brigette's small tits, Maria reached the top of her thighs. Each pulled their hands away, and began to anoint her ribs and stomach with the fine oil. Then they worked around to her back. Saiesha slowly moved her hands down, and Maria on the legs moved her hands up, until each of them reached Brigette's pretty white ass. Now they rubbed the ointment over the moons on each side, and then their hands caressed the tops of her thighs and lightly rubbed over her pussy which showed between her legs.

Brigette wiggled her hips ever so slightly as they did so. She glanced at Hamid's impassive face. She knew that Bagoas tolerated what many harem masters would not, and let the slave girls go further in their preparation. Bagoas believed, and practice proved him right, that putting a slave in a fine state of sexual tension before she entered the master's bed enabled her to serve his pleasure with more readiness.

The slavegirls then returned to finish smoothing the oils over her front. Saiesha carefully rubbed it into the small round mounds of her tits while Maria brought her hands up the thighs and over the fine red hair of the pubic mound. Timing themselves together, Maria rubbed the lips of the pussy just as Saiesha began to massage the cream into the nipples. Brigette shuddered lightly as they did, and her eyes closed and her head rolled back. Hamid looked over to Bagoas, and the overseer nodded ever so slightly in approval.

Then Hamid clapped his hands. The girls removed their hands from the white skinned slave, and picked up the cosmetics to adorn her. First her blue eyes were outlined with a green liner, not the black kohl commonly used on dark slaves. Then the carmine paste was brought out. Bagoas directed camel fat to be stirred into the paste until it was several shades lighter than commonly used. This pink color served to heighten Brigette's lips beautifully, so Bagoas waved his hand lower. The slaves then proceed to gently wipe the pink salve onto her little nipples, and then drew the chamois cloth carefully between her legs, enhancing her pink pussy lips without overwhelming them or the red hair above them.

Hamid approached her and regarded her with a critical eye. He put his hands under the white mounds of her boobs and squeezed them together to be sure that each nipple was equal in color. He rubbed her stomach and poked a finger into her navel to feel the smoothness there. He ran a hand over her pubic hair then carefully lifted his hand to his nose to be sure that the scent of the perfumed unguent lingered in it. Then he drew his fingers over the lips of her pussy, and examined the tip of his finger to be sure that it was slightly damp from her state of sexual readiness.

He stepped back, and nodded with assurance at his teacher. Bagoas returned the nod and Hamid glowed with pride at his handling of this demanding assignment. He waved to the other two slavegirls and they retired to their alcoves. Hamid knew, and he knew that Bagoas knew, that the two girls would soon be pleasuring each other. Although in other harems this would have taken them to the whipping post, Bagoas was indulgent and believed that it helped keep peace in the harem.

Then they dressed Brigette in her light green gown. Following this they swathed her in a black cloak, and dropped a veil over her head, to lead her across the courtyard. Outside the master's bedroom, they removed the coverings so she stood only in the filmy gown, which clung to her body outlining her round tits and emphasizing her small ass. Bagoas tapped on the beautifully carved and ornamented door, and "Enter," called the Governor from the other side.

Bagoas opened the door. Seeing him, the Governor simply said, "I am ready, Bagoas. Bring her to me." Bowing low, Bagoas said, "My lord, I beg to ask a favor from your munificence and mercy. This girl has been well trained, but I would ask that my servant Hamid be permitted to bring her to you and keep watch over her performance." Governor Glaoui said, "Your protege is shaping well, Bagoas. Let him perform a harem eunuch's duty this night." Gratified that the Governor had a good opinion of Hamid, Bagoas bowed and motioned to Hamid to lead Brigette into the Governor's bedchamber.

Hamid placed Brigette in front of the Governor, watching her carefully and pleased as she assumed the seductive pose she had been taught, slightly turned so her breasts showed to advantage, weight on one leg and the other extending through the slit in the skirt provocatively. Then bowing low he moved backwards to where a low stool stood in the corner, partly hidden by a tapestry. This seat was provided for a harem eunuch when needed, and tonight for the first time it was Hamid's.

The master reclined on his pillows looking at the slave girl. He made a motion with his hand, and as she had been trained Brigette dropped her gown to the floor. Standing naked before him, she raised her hands over her head, bringing her tits forward. The then turned slowly so he could appreciate her full beauty. As her ass was toward him she slowly rolled it from side to side, and then spreading her legs bent slightly forward so her pussy lips projected between the full moons. Rising up she continued to turn, slowly bringing her boobs back into view. Still with her hands in the air, she posed with her legs separated so that the thin red hairs over her white pubic mound pointed down to the pink lips of her pussy. Hamid knew from his training, thought not from experience, that this display was well calculated to excite the man watching.

Governor Glaoui rose from the pillows, and dropped his robe. Hamid could see that he was indeed excited as his strong cock stood up from its nest of black hair. Seizing Brigette by the shoulders he pulled her to him, pressing her tits into his chest. One hand sought her ass and pushed it forward so she rubbed against his cock. She was so small that he could easily push her back and forth to get his pleasure. His other hand sought one small round boob and began caressing it, rolling the petite nipple around with his thumb.

It was clear that the exotic beauty of this girl was exciting him. Now he pushed her away from him, and down onto the pillows. Seizing her ankles in his hands, he spread her legs so that her pink pussy, dripping now, was displayed with its crown of red hair. He dropped to his knees and began to rub the red hair of her mound and then to push the fingers of his other hand into her pussy. This was like no other female organ he had ever seen in coloration, and he reveled in its beauty. As she had been taught Brigette drew her knees up to her chest in the position called el asmeud, the stopper. This showed her pussy to greatest advantage and allowed her partner to easily insert his hardened stopper into the opening.

Hamid saw that he approached between her legs slowly, the head of his dark cock just brushing her pink pussy lips. Slowly he rubbed it back and forth, then inserting it just to the ridge of his circumcision, and going lightly in and out. The darkness of his rod contrasted strongly with her white thighs and pink lips. He went bit deeper, then a bit deeper again, each time pulling it out entirely. Reflecting her careful training Brigette was accepting it easily, just moving her hips gently as it was inside her, then clenching her ass muscles to make her pussy twitch when he was looking at it.

He was becoming inflamed now. He slid his knees under her legs, driving his cock further into her pussy. She ground her hips now, and his passion increased as she did. He put his hands behind her back, pulling her up on his cock. Remembering her training she locked her legs behind his back in the position of El Mokefa, crossed toes. This enabled him to lift her small body up and down against his rod, driving deep into her each time. He grabbed her ass with both hands, pumping hard. Suddenly he jerked his hips up and pulled her down against his cock, as he came hard inside her. Brigette clenched her love muscles around his cock as she had learned to do with the carved ebony dick. The master took his full pleasure, then lay back on the pillows with his cock softening inside her pussy. She lay against his chest, letting her tits rub it gently and rocking her hips lightly.

After a few minutes, he pushed her up off of him. She rolled over and lay naked on the bed beside him. The master let his gaze rest upon her, appreciating again her small white tits with their rosy tips, and the soft red hair adorning the mound above her pink pussy, now swollen and dripping. Soon, he waved a hand in the direction of Hamid's seat in the corner. Very quietly Hamid came forward, took Brigette's hand, and picking up her gown draped it around her and led her out of the bedchamber. As they left, the Governor murmured, "I am well pleased."

Outside the chamber, Bagoas was pacing back and forth. Despite his faith in the training of both Hamid and Brigette, he wondered if he had been wise to leave the two novices alone with the master. When he saw them emerge he rushed over with a worried expression. Hamid, however, reassured him with a confident look. "The master said that he was well pleased, Bagoas." Bagoas was relieved to hear this report, but it did not escape his notice that this was the first time his junior had dared to address him by name instead of saying, "My lord."

Brigette was swathed in the black cloak and veil and returned to the harem. Hamid grinned as he noticed the glow the other two slavegirls reflected, and knew they had used the time well in pleasure. Bagoas was curt and said, "Bathe her. She has pleased the master well." Leaving the girls to discuss among themselves the evening's work, the eunuchs retired to their own quarters.

The next day, Bagoas was again summoned to the Governor's office. As he entered, before he could even bow or call on the name of Allah, the Governor said, "Bagoas, this white slave of mine is a possession of exceptional beauty. Like the wonderful carvings, the colorful calligraphy, the carefully arranged flowers of my palace, she must be appreciated by others. I have sent messages to the Governors of the two nearby oases, inviting them all to dine three days hence. Make sure that this little beauty is prepared to decorate my chamber." He then explained carefully to his harem master what he wanted.

On the third night, as ordered, Bagoas and Hamid went to the harem and began the ritual of preparation for all three slave girls. As they were rubbed with the scented unguents and bedecked with the cosmetics, he carefully described their duties for the evening to them all. When they were prepared, each brought to a state of light sexual tension by the gentle rubbing of the creams, they put on their thin dresses and then the dark veils in which they appeared in public. They were hustled across the courtyard and into the small antechamber adjoining the Governor's reception room.

Here Bagoas seated himself in a chair, Hamid on the low stool, and the three girls on the pillows on the floor. Bagoas put his eyes to the strip of gauze mounted in the door. He knew that on the other side it was hidden among the ornate carvings of the door and painted so that it was invisible, but from this side he could see clearly into the room. He saw the servants removing the remains of the common dish into which the three Governors had dipped their right hands to eat. 

Then Governor Glaoui began a discussion with his guests. "Governors," he said, "Allah the ever-living, the self-existing, has placed each of us in positions of power and wealth. It is only right that we celebrate his beneficence by surrounding ourselves with things of beauty." His fellows nodded in agreement. "Each of us delights in the ornate carvings of our palaces, in the beautiful calligraphy in which the ninety-nine names of Allah are written on our walls, in the flowers which decorate our chambers and the gold and jewels which decorate our wives. It is only right that our harems contain possessions of great beauty also. I have visited each of you and been entertained by your slavegirls and know that they are flowers of the finest. But tonight I want to present you with a beauty you may not have seen before."

His guests murmured their interest. Governor Glaoui made a small gesture of the hand, which Bagoas observed through his peephole. Taking Brigette, in her clinging green gown, by the hand, he opened the door and led her through it into the audience chamber. In complete silence he brought her to the middle of the floor, and then retired discreetly to a stool in the corner.

To the Governor's delight, both of his guests gasped at the sight of this exotic white-skinned girl with the hair like flames. She took the graceful pose she had been taught, raising her hands so that her gown pulled tight across her small round boobs, making their nipples poke through the thin fabric. She shifted her weight to one hip, letting leg slide through the slit in her skirt, revealing its paleness all the way up to her hip. Her red hair flashed as she shook her head and her blue eyes gleamed. The men's eyes were riveted to her body in amazement. Then very slowly, she lowered her hands to the shoulders of her gown, and pulled down so that inch by inch her pale chest and the round mounds of her white tits became visible. As the thin fabric slipped gently over her small erect nipples, rosy in their pinkness, she was gratified by the rapt attention on the men's faces.




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As Bagoas had directed her to do, she then turned slowly so that her bare white back was to the admiring audience. The gown continued to slide down and the crack between the white moons of her butt became visible. The cloth slid down over the roundness of her ass, and revealed her white thighs and legs. Finally she let it fall to the ground and raised her hands in the air, shifting her hips gracefully.

"Beauty in all things is given us by Allah, whose name be praised," said the master of the palace. "When I found this girl in Casablanca, being offered by the Barbary pirates who captured her in far seas, I knew that she should grace my harem."

Both of his fellows seemed speechless in their delight. They stared at Brigette's white body in amazement. Then she began slowly, slowly, to turn toward them. With her hands raised, her small round tits became visible a bit at a time, their pink nipples slowly coming into view. Her rounded hips turned to bring into sight the small mound of her pubic hair. She knew that the guests were mesmerized by the soft light covering of red hair above her pussy. She continued to turn until she was facing them again, and gracefully spread her legs slightly so that her pink female lips were visible against the whiteness of her thighs.

Each of the visiting Governors sighed. Bagoas' practiced eye could see that their robes stood up in front supported by a hard tent pole. Quietly he rose and went to the small door of the anteroom. He opened the door and the other two slaves slipped out, beautiful in their nakedness.

Saiesha, with her black boobs and shaved pussy, drew near to the man on the left. Maria with pointed boobs and dark nipples, and dark lips under her shaved pubic mound, came to the man on the right. Neither man pulled his eyes away from Brigette's beautiful nudity for more than a second. Each slave girl reached under her man's robe and began to massage his hard cock with her hand which was oiled for the purpose. Both men sighed at the attention. One of them put out his hand to caress Saiesha's big nipples, but still gazed with admiration at the white-skinned slave.

Brigette began to sway her hips, spreading her legs further and bringing a hand down to caress the light red hair above her pussy. As she did, the other slave girls pulled up the robes of the watchers and began to lick the standing cocks they saw. Still the men's eyes were riveted on Brigette's show. She turned again, and bent over. Spreading the white cheeks of her ass, she projected her pussy toward her audience, and clenching her butt cheeks made it twitch. Saiesha and Maria, well trained in firsheah, the art of mouth congress, began to run their tongues around the sensitive ridge where the Muslim men had been circumcised. The men were jerking their hips to meet the sucking, but still watching the exotic girl showing them things they had never seen.

Brigette now knelt on the pillows, her red hair and pink pussy showing between her legs. She grasped her white tits in each hand and began to fondle the tiny pink nipples which stood up hard on the mounds. The slave girls took the guests' cocks deep into their mouths and began to move up and down. They knew that excitement was growing as Brigette continued to display her naked body. Brigette leaned back and let her hand caress the outer lips of her pussy, causing them to swell and reveal the deeper pink of the inner lips. Gently she fingered her clitoris and damp juices dripped down onto her white thighs.

"Allah, the satisfier of all needs, truly has created a thing of beauty, my friends. Enjoy what you see," boasted the Governor. He knew this night's entertainment would be talked about throughout the desert this side of the Atlas Mountains. As Brigette writhed on the pillows, pulling her pink pussy open wider and wider and rubbing with more speed, the slavegirls matched her exertions with their lips and tongues. Both guests were now fondling the dark-skinned slaves' boobs and asses, but still with their eyes fixed on the white and pink confection before them. One, and then the other, pushed the girls heads deep into their crotch and spent their juices into their mouths.

Seeing this, as she had been instructed, Brigette rose into her graceful revealing pose, and stood quietly in front of the three men, swaying slightly. Saiesha and Maris withdrew in silence as they had been told to. The Governor beamed with joy at the success of his exhibition of his beautiful new possession. He took a piece of gold from his purse and tossed it to Brigette. Bagoas rose from his stool and led the girl out of the room by the hand, her white ass twitching to the end as it said goodbye to the watchers.

Bagoas listened through the door to hear the guests heaping praises on his master's choice of slavegirls. He was well satisfied with the night's work, and knew that the success of this dinner party would reflect to his credit and increase his power in the palace even more. This was a eunuch's reward, for only power could excite him. With Hamid's help he escorted the girls back to the harem, and then retired to his chamber, filled with pride in a job well done.



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Chapter 08

Rewarding the Raiders

The Taourirt Kasbah in the desert oasis of Ouarzazate was abuzz with rumors. All in the fortress knew that the nomadic Berber tribes around the oasis had refused the authority of Governor Glaoui. In the morning the garrison's eight soldiers had loaded their ancient muskets and ridden off. The palace servants and junior officials all surmised they had been sent to teach the Berber rebels a lesson.

Bagoas sat under a tree in the courtyard, and listened to every word that was said. Beside him his body servant and protege Hamid was full of excitement. As always, however, Bagoas was dispassionate and his face and manner revealed nothing. Bagoas was a powerful person in this Kasbah. Physically powerful, because unlike many of his peers he exercised daily; financially powerful, since he had many gold pieces dangling from his belt in a place where even one was riches; mentally powerful because from a very young age he had trained his mind to focus on his goals and shut out distractions; and powerful in this palace because of his position under the Governor.

Bagoas held the power of Overseer of the Governor's harem. His duties brought him into frequent contact with the master, and he was high in the Governor's esteem. Overseeing the harem meant, of course, that he was a eunuch. Foundation of his mental power was that he now framed his mind to consider the loss of his balls many years ago to be the price he paid for the power he now enjoyed. Never did he allow himself to think of what he did not have, because he was intent on preserving and increasing the power he did have.

Suddenly there were wild yells from atop the walls, and the courtyard was filled with people scurrying up to see what was happening. Bagoas arose and motioned to Hamid to follow, and made his way up the stairs to the top of the wall. Lesser servants and petty officials made way for him in his dignity, and he took a prominent position where he could see well. In the distance a great cloud of dust was rising from the desert. Soon it could be seen that a large herd of camels was being driven toward the Kasbah. Behind it appeared the Governor's soldiery, mounted on their fine Arabian steeds and waving their ancient muskets.

Hamid was watching open mouthed as the camels and those driving them forward approached. He saw the soldiers drive the camel herd into the corral and turn them over to the Governor's herdsmen. Then, whooping and shouting and waving their muskets in the air, they spurred their horses toward the gate of the Kasbah. Suddenly Hamid felt a tug on his shoulder. 

"Don't stand there gaping, boy! Hurry! We will have much work to do!" said Bagoas.

Hamid did not understand what work his master needed to do, but Bagoas moved rapidly down the stairs and Hamid followed. Quickly they crossed the courtyard and entered an ornately carved door. Climbing a flight of stairs hung with fine tapestries, they reached another door before which two armed eunuchs stood guard. Bagoas hardly nodded at them as he burst through the door with Hamid panting behind.

They entered the common room of the harem. It was hung with brilliant tapestries and the floor was strewn with silken pillows. Four archways opened off of it, the one in the East hung with a fine curtain and closed by a wooden lattice. This chamber, being closest to Mecca, was the one reserved for the Governor's wife Durrah, the Pearl of Great Price. But today, the mistress stood in the middle of the common room with the three slavegirls who occupied the other lesser chambers.

"What is it, Bagoas? What does all the noise in the Kasbah mean?" Durrah asked quickly. The slavegirls gathered around her to hear the answer.

Bagoas bowed deeply to the lady, and replied, "Allah, the Victorious, the Compeller, has given the Berber rebels into the Governor's hand, mistress. The soldiers have returned from chastising the nomads and brought with them a great herd of camels to add to the master's wealth."

"Allah be praised!" exclaimed Durrah. Then she nodded wisely. "Then I suppose the slave girls will be needed quickly. Later the Governor will send for me, Bagoas. I shall await in my chamber."

Hamid heard her remarks with confusion. He did not understand what the camels and the soldiers had to do with the harem girls. Bagoas looked at his bewildered protege and said, "Ah, Hamid, now comes a part of the harem duties you have not yet observed. The soldiers have well earned a reward. The risks of battle always raise the men's juices, and now the slavegirls will release their energies." He turned to the slaves and said, "Prepare quickly. The soldiers are entering the courtyard even now."

Saiesha, the senior slave, rushed to the chest by the wall. She was a black Abyssinian beauty such as many Moorish harems included. Her hair was braided, her lips were full, and her large boobs strained at the top of her dress. As she bent over the chest, her plump ass was displayed behind the tight fabric. It would surely excite the imagination of any man, if a man had ever penetrated into the harem, which would have cost him his life. Bagoas and Hamid took no notice and felt no interest except a professional one.

Saiesha seized a pot of sweet smelling unguent from the chest. Meanwhile the second slavegirl, Maria, a fiery Spanish girl captured in the wars, dropped her red gown to the floor and stood naked in the middle of the room, her pointed nipples and shaved pussy waiting the attention of Saiesha. The Abyssinian hurried to her, and dropped her white gown to the floor also. With practiced fingers they began to anoint each other, rubbing the precious unguent over each others naked bodies. Over the tits, down the stomach and into the navel, around the cheeks of the ass and down into its crack, and carefully rubbing the shaven mound and the lips of the pussy. So quickly did they work that they had little time to savor the caresses as they did at other times. Knowing there was no time for their natural juices to flow they were careful to apply plenty of the ointment to their pussy lips.

Hamid was staring at this in amazement, and he saw that so too was Brigette, the newest slavegirl in the harem. "Brigette must come too," announced Bagoas. "See to her, boy, and quickly."

Hamid was well trained in preparing a girl to serve the master's bed, but he had never seen it done with such urgency. He stepped toward Brigette, and she dropped her light green gown to the floor and stood naked for his attentions. Only recently had she been purchased in Casablanca, from the notorious Barbary pirate's slave market. In her halting Arabic she said she was from a far land named Ire-land. Girls of her sort were very rare, and there were none like her anyplace on this side of the Atlas Mountains. As the two dark skinned slaves prepared each other, Hamid took the pot of ointment and began to smooth it into Brigette's pale white skin. He rubbed it into the white mounds of her small tits, and circled her pink nipples carefully. Then down over her white stomach he went, and lightly rubbed her pubic mound which was not shaven, but still kept its exotic covering of fine red hair. Hamid knew that this pubic hair would keep the scent of the ointments and mix it with her pussy juices. Right now he had time only to rub it gently into her lower lips and insert his lubricated finger softly into her cunt, hoping that there was enough lubrication from that to make her duties easy.

The other two slaves took up pots of black kohl and lined their eyes with it. Then a cosmetic of carmine was applied to their lips, nipples, and pussies. It left Maria decorated with bright red, but on Saiesha's blackness turned a deep maroon. Hamid knew that Brigette received different cosmetics. A green eye liner was applied, and a pot of the carmine mixed with camel's fat to lighten it gave pink highlights to her lips and nipples which did not overwhelm her whiteness. Finally he dipped into the pot one more time and lightly touched her pussy lips to enhance their pinkness against her white thighs.

"It is enough," Bagoas cried. "Quickly, to the audience hall!" He grabbed heavy dark cloaks and wrapped each naked girl, and then threw heavy veils over their heads. He took the hands of the first two, and Hamid grabbed Brigette's. Down the stairs they went, and across the courtyard at a fast pace. There were no eyes to observe, since the Governor was greeting his soldiers at the gate and everyone was watching. Hamid heard the Governor say, "My brave soldiers have done their duty with great honor. They shall be rewarded as they deserve." The rest of the speech was lost as they hurried on. At the great carved and painted doors of the audience hall Bagoas turned aside to a smaller side door, still ornately carved. He and Hamid led their charges into a small antechamber.

Bagoas quickly removed the veils and cloaks, leaving the slavegirls completely naked. He opened the door to the great hall and swiftly led the girls to a pile of pillows at one end. Here he and Hamid arranged the three nude girls in an artful display. Quickly then they left the room and retired to the antechamber.

The door of the small room had a gauzy insert in it. Painted on the audience chamber side, this portal was practically invisible. But from this side the eunuchs were enabled to observe all that went on in the hall. Bagoas permitted Hamid to peer in. Saiesha and Maria were apparently talking to Brigette, trying to explain to her what was happening. The girl's grasp of Arabic was week, but Hamid could see her eyes widening as the other slaves talked and illustrated what they were saying with gestures. Nodding at Maria, Brigette settled back on the pillows and arranged herself so that her small tits and red haired pussy were easy to see. She appeared to understand what was required of her.

The door to the audience hall burst open. The Governor stood there and behind him were the eight soldiers, dirty, sweaty, and some stained with blood. The Governor stepped aside and the eight soldiers immediately rushed for the girls. Behind them the master stepped back and closed the door.

The heat of battle had indeed generated another sort of heat in these men. The scent of their lust rose from them like a cloud. Three of them ran toward Saiesha and threw themselves upon her. One grabbed her big tits, one thrust his hand up into her pussy, and the third seized the cheeks of her ass and spread them roughly. He pulled up his robe and thrust his dick between her cheeks. The one at her tits followed suit and his naked cock rubbed up and down between her boobs. The third lay down on the bed and pulled her hips toward him so that her pussy took his stiff rod. All three of them jerked their cocks hard in their haste to come.

Three others grabbed Maria. They threw her to the pillows face down. One pulled her hips up toward him and roughly thrust his cock into her pussy. The second took her by the hair,pulled her head back and thrust into her mouth. She reached out a hand to grab the third's hard shaft and began to pump up and down as he roughly fondled her tits.

This left two, who headed for Brigette. They stopped momentarily in their rush, confused by the soft white skin and red hair of this little girl. But then they grabbed her too. One took her by the waist, and taking one of her little pink nipples in his mouth sucked hungrily. Seeing what the other girls were doing, Brigette grabbed his cock and began to stroke it. The other grabbed her pussy with one hand and her ass with the other and fondled both at once.

Hamid watched in amazement through the gauzy panel. This was something he had never seen. Only twice before in his eight years at the Kasbah had the soldiers been called into action. He had seen them return, and be greeted by the Governor, and told they should now have their reward. The full form of that reward was now enacted before his eyes.

Saiesha was now prone on her back. One of the soldiers drove his cock hard into her pussy, his bare butt twitching between her legs. The second was lying across her boobs, pressing them flat as he worked his cock back and forth while Saiesha fingered his anus. The third straddled her shoulders and thrust his cock into her mouth. The soldier behind Maria was lifting her entirely off the ground and penetrating deep into her pussy. The one at her head was on his knees and her mouth worked busily on his hard shaft. The third was fondling her boobs roughly as she jerked him off with one hand.

A soldier was sitting down on the pillows with Brigette in his lap, thrusting up hard into her pink pussy. Meanwhile she cradled the other ones balls in her hand and sucked his dick deep into her mouth. All of the men were now groaning with excitement. She reached out to the one that Maria was jerking and stuck a finger into his anus. This attracted his attention so he backed toward her slightly, shoving his butt toward her so she could reach between his legs to pull his cock, and bending down to grab Maria's nipple in his lips and shake his head hard as Maria gasped.

The soldier straddling Saiesha's shoulders reached over to grab Maria's other tit and squeeze it. The one who had been rubbing his dick on Saiesha's boobs became dissatisfied with that and pushed his mate out of her pussy so he could hungrily stick his tongue into it. The man pushed away reached over to Brigette and started to suck her little pink nipple. Feeling that she reached out her other hand to stroke his cock. 

Hamid was still at the peephole, his head spinning as the men moved from pussy to ass, from tit to mouth, from girl to girl. The gentle sensuous sex that Bagoas had taught him about was very different from this wild orgy. He could see that Saiesha and Maria were well used to it, and Brigette was learning from their example.

Now the men were changing places. The one who had Maria's ass backed out of it, and Saiesha pulled herself away from the one deep in her pussy. She and Maria rose to their knees without letting go of the dicks they held in their hands. They faced each other so their boobs pressed together. Each stuck her ass out and a soldier began to rub his cock in the crack of each one. A man stood on each side of them and two different hands grabbed his cock and worked up and down around it. Then each bent her head to seize a dick in her mouth and sucked hard. The two of them were still keeping six men busy.

Seeing this Brigette came over to join the party. She grabbed one of the men by a cheek of his ass and forced her way in beside him. His hand went down to her pussy and started to rub. One of the men who had been with her came up behind and thrust his cock into the crack of her small pink ass and began to rub. The other, feeling a bit left out, forced his way into the mass and grabbed one tit each of Maria and Saiesha.

All Hamid could see now was the dark asses of the men, thrusting themselves in every way against the girls. The air was full of their grunts as they rushed toward climax.

Now the three girls turned around, and each selected a man and pushed him down on the pillows on his back. They climbed aboard his cock and began to thrust up and down. Maria and Brigette faced their men, and Saiesha presented her dark butt to hers. They stuck out their hands and each grabbed whatever cock they could find and each took another hard rod in her mouth. Using the sex muscle control they had learned from Bagoas, they squeezed hard as they moved their hips, and very soon all three of the men they straddled yelled and jerked into their pussies as they shot their wads.

Now the girls rolled off the three spent men. Each lay on her back and drew another man between her legs. As those thrust their hard rods deep into the pink wetness, the two remaining men worked on the girls' tits with their hands and mouths. Maria and Brigette grabbed the cock of one of them, working together to establish a rhythm. The third thrust his rod into Saiesha's mouth and as one cock drove into her cunt she sucked the other in with the same timing.

Soon the man driving hard into Brigette's pussy under its mound of red hair grabbed her hips and pushed deep as he came. He rolled away, and the one that she was jerking along with Maria dropped his head between her legs and sucked hungrily on her pussy. Next the one between Maria's legs also reached his climax, pulling her hips close to him as she rocked them back and forth. He too rolled off on the pillows. Saiesha removed her mouth from the soldier before her and he moved to lie on top of Maria, rubbing his chest against her tits as he thrust his large dick deep into her dripping pussy.

The man sucking Brigette's pussy turned so he could shove his cock into it. Saiesha's penetrator now grabbed the dark moons of her ass and forced them down onto his dick as he too had a crashing climax. As he lay back on the pillows exhausted, Maria and Brigette used all the tricks they had learned under Bagoas' teaching to rush the final soldiers to come. Both men did so at the same time, Brigette's man raising her small ass well off the floor with his final deep thrust.

Eight men now lay sprawled on the pillows, gasping. Bagoas entered the room and dropped towels on the floor. "You have been well rewarded for serving the Governor," he said. "Now clean yourselves off and go to your barracks." He extended his hands to the girls and they followed him to the small anteroom door, the men's eyes watching their twitching butts all the way.

Bagoas returned to the audience chamber and made sure the men had cleaned themselves to some extent, and donned their dirty, sweaty and blood stained robes. Then he went to the large doors and knocked lightly. A servant opened the door, and at Bagoas' nod ran to fetch the Governor.

In a few moments Governor Glaoui entered the room. He looked at his soldiers and said, "You have done your duty well, and by Allah's will have brought wealth and prestige to this fortress. After battle, you received your just reward. Go now." Bowing to the Governor, the eight men left the room.

"Bagoas," the master said, "I would see the slavegirls." Bagoas bowed and went to the small door. Opening it he waved the slaves into the room. They entered, naked as they were, with dripping pussies. In a line they bowed to their master. He looked at them and said, "You have served these rutting fools well. Only by great service to the Kasbah have they deserved your favors. They will come to you again only in their dreams. I am pleased with you." Opening his pouch, he tossed each girl a piece of silver. He waved his hand and Bagoas led them to the anteroom, but the Governor called to him, "Bagoas, stay."

Governor Glaoui continued, "Bagoas, the dirt and blood of battle raise some men to heights of lust and they rut like goats. But for me, it is the knowledge that my wealth as well as my power have been increased this day. To know that I rule this valley and that all in it tremble to obey my word is what excites me. Bring my lady Durrah, my Pearl of Great Price, to me in an hour. We shall take our pleasure in a way these lustful fools do not know."

"Allah, The All-Powerful and the Creator of All Power, be praised, my lord. It shall be done as you say." Bagoas backed away from his master bowing, and entered the anteroom.

Here the girls were giggling among themselves and displaying their pieces of silver, which would purchase for them many small treats and luxuries. Saiesha said, "One of those men was hung like a bull! I thought he would split me in two!" 

Maria laughed and said, "It was the one who thrust so far down my throat! It is good that Bagoas had us swallow that carved camel bone so many times or I would never have been able to take it."

Saiesha returned, "And the smell of them! Even with all the perfume Hamid slathered on Brigette they still stunk!"




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Even Brigette got in the game. "One of them had lips so rough that I think my nipples will feel it for days," she said.

"Your nipples?" retorted Saiesha. "I think he sucked your sex bump so hard that you will feel it down there too!"

Hamid was sitting on the stool, listening to all this in awe. Although he had helped Bagoas train the girls, and it was of course necessary to use professional harem words to do so, he had never heard talk like this. The girls were showing him what went on in the harem after he and the overseer left.

Bagoas smiled indulgently. Then he said, "Quickly, girls, into your veils. You are done but Hamid and I still have work to do." The girls covered themselves with the dark cloaks and threw the heavy veils over their heads. As they emerged from the anteroom they could see through their eyeslits that many of the people of the Kasbah were loitering around the courtyard. Bagoas, Hamid, and his charges, were followed by many knowing eyes as they moved to the great ornate door of the harem. Most of the men of the Kasbah envied the soldiers their reward.

Climbing the stairs, they entered the common room of the harem. The slavegirls removed their veils, and each retired to her own chamber, exhausted with their day's duties.

Bagoas then turned to the East, the direction closest to Mecca, where Durrah the Governor's wife had her chamber. He scratched gently on the lattice work door and said softly, "My lady?"

The curtain was pulled back and the lattice swung open. Durrah the Pearl stood in the doorway completely naked. "Bagoas, I was sure after this day's work that my husband would seek me," she said.

"My lady, by the grace of Allah, the Highest, the Greatest, your husband has gained a great victory today. He has asked for you to join him in his bed to celebrate," the eunuch answered. "But the slavegirls who usually prepare you..."

"I know," she broke in. "They have performed their duty and rewarded the soldiers this day. The poor things must be soothing their sore parts even now. Tonight, Bagoas, it must be your duty to prepare me for my husband's embrace."

Bagoas bowed low to his mistress. He had, of course, trained all the slaves in their duty, so he well knew the steps taken to prepare a lady for her husband's bed. Taking Durrah by the hand, he led her to the pillows where she reclined face down. Bagoas made a motion to Hamid, who went to the chest and produced a beautifully carved alabaster pot containing an unguent scented with precious myrrh. Bagoas spread this costly stuff over the Pearl's back and rubbed it gently in. From her shoulders he worked down to her lower back. Then he began at her feet and worked up until he was smoothing it into her thighs. Next he spread it over the round moons of her ass. His gentle fingers ran into the crack and saw that even that place was sweet smelling. Finally he reached between her legs and smoothed it on the lips of her pussy which caused her to moan lightly.

Then he touched her shoulder and she rolled over. Now he spread the myrrh over her stomach and hips, then ran his hands up to cover her boobs with the sweet smelling oil. He rubbed the round tits well, and then dabbed his fingers in the ointment again and rubbed it into the dark nipples. The Pearl writhed gently under his touch.

"Ah, Bagoas," she said, "what a touch you have. It is a pity it is only your professional duty and means nothing to you otherwise."

"My lady," he replied, "I try to do well the duty assigned to me by your master and mine. Nothing else is important." As he spoke, his fingers trailed down across her stomach and he rubbed the sweet unguent into the dark lips of her pussy. Bagoas knew from experience that a woman who was in a state of sexual tension would be well prepared to service a man. He rubbed gently, and inserted two fingers just deep enough to feel her wetness starting. That was what he needed to know.

Hamid was watching all this, for it was his job to learn how to become a harem master some day. The Pearl's beautiful body, her reaction to Bagoas' expert touch, the way her boobs moved to his hands and her hips pressed her pussy up to meet his touch, had no more effect on Hamid than they did on Bagoas. His interest was professional only, just as it would have been if he was a potter's lad watching the clay turning on the wheel or a goldsmith's apprentice observing the yellow metal heated and poured into the mold.

Bagoas now helped the lady to her feet. Her dark pussy lips opened as she spread her knees to rise, and the pink interior was briefly revealed. Again neither eunuch took any joy from the sight.

Taking a soft camel's hair brush, Bagoas lightly brushed a soft powder into the lady's skin. He circled her nipples gently, then down over her stomach and swept the brush softly across her pussy lips. He motioned to Hamid again, and the lad brought the cosmetics from the chest. First Bagoas applied the dark kohl around the lady's eyes, making them stand out in a way that appealed greatly to men. Then a pink powder was brushed onto her cheeks. Finally Hamid handed him a pot of carmine mixed with camel's fat. This he applied to the lady's lips to tint them a bright red. Then her nipples were treated the same way, and finally a chamois cloth was dipped in the paste and gently rubbed over the lips of her pussy. The lady closed her eyes and enjoyed his gentle touches. Bagoas felt the juices of her cunt beginning to flow.

Now she stood nude, and was at her most alluring. Her natural beauty was enhanced by the scented ointments and the striking cosmetic colors. The light glow of the body powder only reflected the light glow of her state of sexual readiness. She was a woman to drive a man wild. To Bagoas, she was only a work of art that he had completed, readying it for its proper use. He helped her into a saffron dyed dress, and took a cord of camel hide dyed gold to criss-cross her tits and make them stand up through the thin cloth. Then all this beauty was covered with the dark cloak and the heavy veil, and they crossed the courtyard and entered the hall outside the master's bedchamber.

Bagoas removed the heavy covering so his mistress' beauty once again was revealed. He tapped on the bedchamber door, and the master opened it so his lady wife could enter. He held out his arms and she melted into them, while his lips sought hers gently. He looked over her shoulder at Bagoas and said, "I am well pleased." Then the door swung shut.

Bagoas and Hamid sat down on the stools in the hallway. They would probably be there a long time.



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CHAPTER 9 -- DISCIPLINE IN THE HAREM

Bagoas the eunuch, Overseer of the Harem, ran across the courtyard of the Taourirt Kasbah. His body servant and protege Hamid followed him. They had been summoned with great urgency by one of the eunuchs that stood guard at the doors of the harem. As Bagoas climbed the stairs to the ornately carved door he heard screams coming from behind it. Brushing past the other armed guard, he burst into the harem.

The common room of the harem was large, decorated with beautiful tapestries, and had fine silk pillows strewn on the floor. Standing in the middle of the room, screaming, was Durrah, the Pearl, wife of Governor Glaoui. She was a tall and gloriously beautiful Arab woman. Her fine gown of expensive fabrics was besmirched with a large spreading stain of purple grape juice. This was why she was screaming at the slavegirl who stood quaking with fear before her.

"My lady, my lady," said Bagoas, "what has distressed you?"

"Can you not see, blind fool of a eunuch? This clumsy slut has ruined my gown!"

The cowering slavegirl was Saiesha, senior among the harem slaves. She was a black Abyssinian beauty, with tightly braided hair, black eyes and stunning dark lips, and heavy boobs which strained at the fabric of her gown. Bagoas could see that the other two slavegirls had backed up to the benches at the side of the room, as far as they could from their screaming mistress. Maria, the slim Spanish slave with pointed nipples showing through her light gown, hid her black eyes behind an arm. On the other bench was a small white girl with red hair, clad in a green gown. She was in tears and hiding her face. This was Brigette, newest slave in the Governor's harem.

"My lady," he said, "I am sure it was an accident. The gown can be sent to the fuller's for cleaning..."

"Do not try to exonerate her, Bagoas! Her clumsiness is unforgivable! She must be taught a lesson!" screamed the lady.

Bagoas was appalled at this fury. Normally the Governor's wife was even tempered and tolerant of the slaves. He reflected that in recent days, she had returned from dining with her husband in a grimly silent mood, while on night after night her husband had called for a harem slave to be sent to his bed. Ruefully he decided that some quarrel with the master must be the cause of her anger at the girls. She was taking it out on the first one who made a mistake.

"Saiesha, go to your chamber. Maria, clean off your mistress' dress. Brigette, fetch a new one from the chests," said Bagoas calmly. He hoped his tone would soothe the angry lady.

But as Saiesha turned to go, Durrah screamed, "Where are you going, slave? You are mine to command! Stand before me!" Quaking, Saiesha returned to stand in front of her mistress. Bagoas was amazed to see the lady reach out and slap the black slave hard across the face. He started to step forward. "Do not interfere, Bagoas," his mistress exclaimed. "You are only overseer here. But in the harem I am the ruler!" She had never talked to him this way before. "This girl is mine to punish, and I will see that she learns a lesson she will not forget!"

Fearful, Bagoas stepped back toward the door. Hamid hid behind him, not even wanting to be seen.

"You have ruined my dress, clumsy slave! Now drop yours to the floor!" ordered the lady. Saiesha looked at her in wonderment, but seeing determination in the lady's face, she put her hands to the shoulders of her white gown and dropped the top down. Her heavy round boobs were revealed, with their large dark areolas from which her nipples stood up firmly. Durrah fixed her with a fierce stare and she continued to let the gown drop. Her belly was rounded as the Moors preferred in their dancing girls. Below it her pubic mound was clean shaven, and the dark lips of her pussy could be seen under it. As she bent forward to bring the gown to the floor her boobs swung out like ripe melons. She straightened up and stood before Durrah completely naked.

"Fat pig!" screamed Durrah. "Go stand against the wall!" Saiesha turned and walked to the wall, which was ornately painted with quotations from the Holy Quran. Standing against the wall, her shapely ass was presented to the Pearl's view. "Put your hands on the wall!" she was ordered. She reached forward, placing her hands at shoulder height on the wall. "Higher!" screamed the mistress. Saiesha stretched her hands up, leaning closely against the wall for balance.

Bagoas watched in amazement as the Governor's wife undid the strip of camel hide dyed gold which criss-crossed over her breasts. She doubled it over and then swung it rapidly through the air with a whistling sound. Saiesha shuddered but dared not look around. Once again the camel thongs whistled through the air, but did not touch Saiesha's skin. "I will not sully myself by punishing this slave. You, girl, come here!" Durrah cried, pointing to Maria.

"You will whip this clumsy Abyssinian slave. You will whip her heavily without mercy, or you will find yourself against the wall also! Lay it on!" Maria took the thongs which her mistress held out to her. Slowly, she moved toward where Saiesha cowered against the wall, her hands high up above her head and her bare back, ass and legs waiting the whip. Maria drew back the whip, and swung it against Saiesha's back. It made a sharp snap as it hit her, and the Abyssinian girl cringed but was silent. "Harder!" screamed Durrah.

Maria swung the whip against Saiesha's back again. Again it snapped and Saiesha cringed but made no noise. "Whip her on those black mounds!" yelled the maddened lady. "Make her feel it!" Maria began to apply the whip to Saiesha's ass, laying on several heavy strokes. With each smack of the whip Saiesha clenched her butt and pressed against the wall. As she heard the whip whistle she would try to lift a foot and turn a bit to avoid the direct lash. Maria could see welts forming across Saiesha's ass. Still the slave girl did not cry out. "I want to hear her cry!" screamed Durrah. Maria swung the whip again and again, against Saiesha's back, ass, and upper thighs. The black girl cringed, hugged the wall, and twisted, but would make no noise.

"Worthless weakling!" cried Durrah. "You are not putting your strength into it, or she would scream! I warned you that you would take her place! Remove your robe!" Maria looked at the Governor's wife in shock. Seeing vicious intent in her eyes, she haltingly let her red gown drop to the floor. She stood there tall and proud, a slim dark beauty. She had long black hair, long black eyelashes, and large black eyes which flashed even in her fear. Her tits were of medium size but finely shaped, and tipped with pointed dark nipples. Her belly was flat and her pubic mound rounded below it, shaved clean. The dark lips of her pussy filled the space between her brown thighs. She was a fine slave of much value, but now the maddened lady saw only someone to punish.

While her attention was on the new victim, Bagoas hastily turned to Hamid cowering by the door. "Run and tell the Governor's secretary what is happening!" he whispered. Silent as the moon over the oasis, Hamid slipped out the door and began to run.

"Against the wall, worthless one!" ordered Durrah. Maria moved to the wall next to Saiesha. She pressed her boobs and pussy against the wall so her brown ass was pulled in as close as she could, though she knew this would do no good. "Raise your hands, slave! Let the other one go." Saiesha looked tremblingly at Maria, pressed against the wall. Then she moved across the room where she stood gazing at the other slave with pity. Her hands gently rubbed her welted ass.

Now Durrah looked to Brigette, cowering on the bench and crying. "What makes you cry, little one?" she taunted. "You will learn what happens to slaves who deserve punishment. Come here! It is your turn to swing the whip. Are you a big enough girl to bring pain to this slave?" She held the camel hide thong out to Brigette. Slowly and reluctantly, the white slave girl stood up and moved toward her mistress. 

Bagoas stood against the wall with his arms folded, maintaining a dispassionate appearance. Everything in his mind, however, was revolted by the Pearl's disciplinary orders. First he knew the price paid for each of the slaves, and understood well that they were among the Governor's most valuable possessions. He did not want to see them damaged and reduced in value. But also, he was one of the harem masters who believed that treating the girls with the respect they deserved as valuable objects only increased their value and their ability to perform their duties. He believed that a harem slave who only allowed her body to be used from fear was not going to pleasure the man she served. 

He knew his slavegirls were thought by the Governor's guests to be among the best they had ever had, and he believed that his method of treating them was the cause. He really cared little for the girls as human beings, but he knew if they performed well as sex objects, it reflected to his credit as Overseer of the harem. Each time the Governor was sated by a slave, each time one of the Governor's guests complimented a slave's sexual performance, Bagoas gained prestige. In the Taourirt Kasbah, prestige with the Governor meant power. It was the only way a eunuch could become powerful, and Bagoas meant to see it continue.

However, the harem overseer was powerless to interfere with the wife of the Governor. He could only serve her, never command her. Therefore he stood helplessly by while she screamed at the hapless slaves.

Trembling, Brigette took the thongs in her hand. She looked at Maria, stretched against the wall with her hands high against it. Maria's naked brown back, her firm ass, and her thighs were all exposed, waiting for the lash. Brigette swung the thong, but at the last instant pulled it aside from hitting Maria's back. "Fool!" yelled Durrah. "Do you want to take her place? Strike hard, or you will feel the bite next!" Frightened, the Irish slave sent up a silent prayer to the Virgin, and then swung again. The thong bit into Maria's back, and she jerked and twisted. "Again!" ordered the Pearl.

Brigette swung three more times, each time leaving red welts against the brown skin of Maria's bare back. After the last blow Maria began to moan. This excited Durrah, and she ordered, "Let her round mounds feel the lash! We will show her they are for more than twitching at rutting goats!" Brigette struck lower, across the round cheeks of Maria's butt. Maria twinged each time she felt the thong, and tried lifting one leg at a time and twisting her ass to turn the blows slightly away from the same cheek each time. Long red welts appeared as stripes on her ass. After several strokes, the pain was so great that she took her hands down from the wall and put them across her behind, trying to shield it from the next blow.

Brigette struck the palms of her hands, but Durrah was infuriated. "You think you can protect yourself, slave? Come here!" Maria turned away from the wall. She was covered in sweat and tears, which dripped down over her tits and trickled off the nipples. Durrah pointed to the table in the center of the common room. "Bend over that, slave of no worth!" she said. Haltingly, Maria bent over the end of the table. "Stretch out her hands, pale one!" was directed to Brigette. Brigette took Maria's hands and stretched her arms until she could grasp the other end of the table. The Spanish girl was extended as far as she could go, her tits pressed into the cool marble of the table top and her butt extended. Durrah examined her from behind, and then ordered further, "Spread your legs! I want a toe to touch each table leg." In great fear Maria spread her legs the full width of the table. This left her pussy exposed and forced backward by her awkward position.

"Now strike hard!" the Governor's wife ordered Brigette. "Let her feel pain instead of pleasure between those legs!" Brigette shuddered at the thought of striking Maria in such a hurtful way. Seeing the vicious look on Durrah's face, however, she swung the thong. It wrapped around the Spanish girl's butt and slashed against her pussy hard. Maria screamed and lurched upward. Then she held hard onto the table edge and awaited the whistle of the thong again. It struck her two more times. Each time she lurched up, but then sobbing bent back over the table.

"Enough!" cried Durrah. "Her wailing disturbs my ears." Shaking, Maria stood up and seeing Durrah had no more orders, moved over to sit by Saiesha on the pillows. But the Pearl was not finished. "So you two think that now you can sit on soft pillows and rub your asses? What of this small white girl? Does she think she will escape? The two of you can prepare her to receive her share."

She motioned the two naked and welted slaves to Brigette. Slowly they dropped the light green gown that Brigette wore as she trembled under their hands. She stood straight in front of the mistress. Her skin was of the palest white, like the alabaster vases which decorated the palace. Her small tits were round and firm, and her nipples jutted out of them like little rose buds. Her belly was flat, her waist was small, and her navel was beautifully shaped. Below that her pubic mound was not shaved like the other girls, but had its natural covering of light hair, flame red in color. It drew attention to the white curve of her thighs framing the pink lips of her pussy.

The Pearl laughed. "Pale, skinny, and hairy!" she exclaimed. "Hardly worth the food it takes to keep you alive! Now you shall learn as the other slaves have. You, Abyssinian, hold her arms." Brigette was so small that Saiesha overwhelmed her as she took her wrists. Saiesha placed Brigette's hands around her own ample waist, hoping that the touch would bring comfort to the little slave. Thus bent over Brigette's white ass cheeks projected out where the thong could reach them easily.

The mistress tossed the thong to Maria. Maria reluctantly approached Brigette and prepared to whip her. As she did, Bagoas heard a tiny sound behind him. He turned to see the harem door moving silently open. Maria swung the thong and it struck Brigette's naked white butt, leaving an angry red welt. Brigette stifled a scream. Durrah laughed and said, "More, more! Let her feel it as you have. Put your pain into hurting her, slave!"

A soft voice from just behind Bagoas responded to her. "My lady wife, who ordered the slaves to be whipped? That is not what I have approved." Indeed, Governor Glaoui, alerted to events in the harem by Hamid's breathless report, had come quietly into the room and observed the orders his wife gave and their effect. The Governor strode forward and examined Brigette's welted ass, then Saiesha's pattern of welts. He motioned gently to Maria and she turned to show the red stripes on her brown back, ass and thighs.

Shaking his head, the Governor said in a mild voice, "Damage has been done to my valuable property. Bagoas, my harem master, I trust you have not failed in your duty to protect my precious things?"

Bagoas, shaking inwardly and struggling to preserve his appearance of calm, bowed to the Governor and began, "My Lord, in the name of Allah the Watchful, the Judge of all, I did not..."

The Governor interrupted his harem overseer. "Indeed, Bagoas, I know your care for my property all too well. I do not think you would have permitted this to happen unless orders came from someone else." At this, he turned and fixed his gaze on his wife. 

She remained imperious and haughty, and said, "My husband, you need not concern yourself with minor affairs in the harem. One of these worthless slaves spilled grape juice, ruining an expensive gown. It was necessary that they learn the consequences of mistreating me and my belongings."

"Your belongings, my dear?" asked the Governor, his voice mocking. "But all here in the harem are MY belongings alone. That includes your poor dress, these valuable slaves, and also my lady wife. Allah has given them all into MY care and under MY authority are they dealt with."

The lady's look of disdain was fast turning into one of disbelief. She knew that no person in the palace could challenge her authority except the Governor himself. She had never thought that she needed to fear that.

Implacable, he continued. "Look at them. Crying, tearful, so hurt that they may come to me with fear instead of opening to me happily. Not only that, but also marked on their beautiful round moons. It will be some time before I can offer them to my friends. Think what your anger has done to my pleasure, lady wife." 

From disbelief, Durrah's face was rapidly becoming one of fear. She had never been spoken to in this way before, and she was unsure what her husband intended to do.

The Governor surveyed the three slaves, cowering on the pillows and hiding their faces. "I think, my lady, that you alone have chosen the method by which they were taught. Now, perhaps, it is time you learn a lesson also."

Durrah gasped, and brought a hand to her face. She was appalled to think what her husband and master might say next.

"Bagoas, pick up the thong. Now, my lady, please remove that stained gown. It does not become you," ordered the master.

Durrah shrank back in fear. But her husband's gaze was fixed on her, and she feared disobeying him more than anything else. Shaking, she slowly unfastened the straps of her gown and let it drop down to her waist. The charms that had made her the Governor's selected bride were thus displayed. Her shoulders were flawless and the brown skin of her chest flowed down to ripe full breasts, showing dark areolas and nipples. Under her husband's cold stare, she let the gown fall on down to the floor. Her belly was rounded to the Moorish taste, and below it was her pubic mound, plucked clean of every trace of hair. The tops of her dark pussy lips were visible between her legs. Her firm thighs and long legs completed the picture of a perfect Moorish beauty. This was why her father had demanded such a large dowry that the Governor referred to her as his Pearl of Great Price.

But now his Pearl was trembling, her hands shaking at her sides as she did not dare raise them to cover her exposed breasts. "We could not mar such beauty in the way you have damaged my slaves, could we? Bagoas, bring that thong to bind her hands." Bagoas was trembling inwardly as much as the lady was, but he exercised strong self control to keep it from showing. He carried the camel hide thong, now covered with blood, to the Governor. "You do not dare bind her, Bagoas? I must do that task myself," said the Governor, chuckling a bit as he did. He approached his wife and gently took her hands and tied her wrists together in front of her.

He took hold of the thong and led her to the table in the center of the room. "You thought it well to display a slave girl on this table, my lady. How much more will you decorate the room by showing us your glorious moons as you bend over it." Tears welled in his wife's eyes, but in fear she did as she was ordered. Her fine brown ass was displayed prominently as she bent.

"Come here, slaves," ordered the Governor, waving to the three girls cowering against the wall. Fearfully they carefully approached him, and he placed them where they were arranged in a line behind Durrah's naked butt. "Bagoas, you are a fine judge of women. It is your duty. You have carefully selected my three slaves, but I chose this Pearl of Great Price myself. Now come and look at the work we each have done. Your three choices are the most beautiful slave girls anywhere on this side of the Atlas Mountains. My guests always compliment me when they share the slave's favors. Even trembling and marred by the stripes of the whip they are beauty to the eyes."




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Bagoas bowed, and chose his words with great care. "My lord, Allah the Clement, the Equitable One, has certainly rewarded his faithful servant with beautiful possessions. That I was able to help you obtain such riches gladdens my heart."

"Ah, Bagoas, my honorable harem master. Your words are true. The slavegirls are a decoration and a treasure to the Kasbah. But now, eunuch, consider the Pearl you see before you. I know you have no interest in beautiful breasts, swelling rear moons or fine lower flowers except as your duty directs you. But tell me of this woman I have chosen."

Bagoas dug deep in his mind for the most flattering things he could say with discretion. "My lord, truly the All-Compassionate Allah guided your hand when you saw this woman. All you gave for her was small compared to the great beauty and prestige she brings to you. Beside her the slavegirls are as nothing."

"Bagoas, you have said true," replied the Governor. Hearing their conversation the Pearl began to relax a bit. Perhaps her fears had been greater than needed. She knew her husband valued her beyond all things.

"Therefore," the master continued, "we must be careful indeed that no mark shall disturb her perfect skin. I think the thong must be discarded, and only hands shall strike that delectable bottom." He turned to look at the quivering slavegirls. "She ordered pain to my lovely possessions. Shall you not take your turn and inflict pain against her?" Horrified, the slaves backed away and cowered against the wall. They would never dare raise a hand against their mistress.

"What, you have no taste for it?" said the Governor. "You were entrusted to Bagoas' care, and she caused him to forsake his responsibilities, thereby dishonoring my harem master. Bagoas, will you strike the blows?"

Bagoas shuddered inwardly, but tried to maintain his composure as he bowed low to his master. "My Lord, forgive me..." he began. 

The Governor chuckled again. "I see, I see. There is no one who will dare help me teach a lesson to this my property. It seems I must do it myself." Durrah shuddered to hear these words. Never had she felt discipline or pain before. The humiliation was worse than the impending blow.

The master moved to a position behind her. Opening his palm, he swung his hand against her ass. A strong slap resounded in the room, and Durrah screamed. The slavegirls winced and cowered further back on the pillows. Bagoas stood by the door, arms folded and face impassive, but his mind in turmoil at a sight he had never thought to see.

The master swung his hand again. Again his wife screamed. Her ass was turning red from the slapping. He struck again, and she tried to move away from his hand. He grabbed her hip to hold her still and struck once again. Her scream filled the room.

"Did the slaves scream like this, my lady wife? Did their asses burn as yours does? Did a small cup of grape juice warrant this punishment?" He swung his hand twice more, and stepped back to observe the redness of her ass. "Bagoas, release her hands and lead her to her chamber," he ordered. Bagoas gently raised the sobbing woman and freed her from the thong binding her. He opened the lattice work door of her chamber and pulled back the curtain.

Durrah gained a bit of control. Still naked, and with her stinging butt bright red, nevertheless she pulled herself up to her full height and passed into her chamber with all the dignity she could muster. Bagoas let the curtain fall and the lattice door closed over the muffled sobbing coming out of the room.

The Governor looked sternly at Bagoas. "It is well, harem master, that the boy was sent to me. You have done your duty. Nothing more need be said of this matter again. See the slave girls well tended." With these words he left the room.

Bagoas struggled to control himself, breathing deep breaths of relief as his master departed. Looking at the three shivering slave girls, he said, "Get the soft ointments from the chest. You can tend to each other." Saiesha went to the chest and removed a pot of unguent. "No," Bagoas directed her. "There are pots of precious myrrh, which have never been used except on the mistress. Today, they are yours for they will help ease your welts." Saiesha looked at him in amazement, but then picked up the alabaster pot of myrrh and moved to comfort the other slave girls with its soothing warmth. Each welted ass was covered with the precious paste, and the girls began to feel relief. Soon they were rubbing the warm ointment into breasts and pussies as well. Knowing how pleasure can follow pain, and wise in the ways of the girls to comfort each other, Bagoas turned and walked from the harem.

Hamid was waiting in the courtyard. As Bagoas approached Hamid looked at his teacher in wonderment. "You did well, lad," Bagoas told the young eunuch. "The master has set things straight in the harem. This afternoon's ill work will pass. Nothing more need be said." Shaken in mind and soul, but still still struggling to maintain firm control of himself, Bagoas retired to his quarters attended by his servant.