0 comments/ 45571 views/ 0 favorites The Harem By: Giveinforgood James woke with a start. He sleepily opened his eyes to observe his surroundings. The air was salty and moist. Despite any dream he might have had, James was in the building he had spent nearly his whole life in: the king's harem. His hands were shackled to the wall, as they always were in the morning. He was completely nude, and shaven all over his body, so that he had no sign of pubic or other body hair. He was surrounded by scores of other nude men, all in the same state. They were kept prisoner here, for the King's sexual delight. Most of James' fellow slaves weren't awake, and so James tried to go back to sleep, but he couldn't ignore how hard his cock ached. His thick, seven and a half inch cock grew to full, begging attention. The muscles of his hard, six pack stomach flexed, but he knew there was no way he could break his bonds to satisfy himself. It was torture he thought, having a raging hard on, and being surrounded by so many hot, hot men he could never have. All of them, pictures of male sexual perfection, muscled, bronzed, and well endowed. They were chosen specifically by the King's soldiers to please his majesty. It had been years since James had seen a woman, as none were allowed anywhere near the harem, and quite honestly he didn't care. He had heard stories of beautiful women that drew mens' eyes, but the male beauties in the harem drew mens' eyes even more often. Any man that came in couldn't help but be swept away with lust, it was human nature. Boys will be boys. Water, water, everywhere, but nary a drop to drink. James needed another man in the worst way. He closed his eyes, and to his surprise started to drift off. Then the gong rang out down the hallway. The slave boys all woke up. This was the start of their morning tradition. Two eunuchs: huge, muscular Arab men, walked up and down the rows of chained slave boys, freeing them one by one from their restraints. The eunuch who freed James leered at him, noticing his rock hard cock. Keep on dreaming, James thought. It was a little hard to walk at first, but James' erection soon subsided. It had been countless days since James had had relief, and that had been through a wet dream. His body cried out every other second for glorious sexual release, especially with the incredible visual stimulation of gorgeous, nude studs, but James was able to ignore it to a degree. James noticed a pair of slaves escape from the line. They were both blond and well muscled. One grabbed the other around the waist, and planted a deep, delicious kiss on his lips. James was marching out of the room, and the last glance he caught was the eunuchs breaking up the display. James' cock showed a little renewed vigor. All the men sat down at long breakfast tables. The slaves were given little to eat, just enough to help them develop their muscles and keep them thin and tight. James was just digging into his plate of spiced ham and fresh fruit, when he (along with the entire harem) noticed a new arrival: a tall, youngish looking boy who was prodded into the room by the guards. He was obviously a new addition to the harem, freshly washed and shaved and the gathered men eyed him with lust. James was especially shocked. His breath caught in his throat. The boy looked to be an Adonis of 18. His blue eyes were beautiful, and James couldn't help but admire every inch of his perfect body (and there were several inches involved). The boy sat down far away from James, at the other side of the dining room, but his eye caught James' and they shared a brief moment. Too quickly, the gong rang and the men had to rise from the table, leaving whatever they didn't eat. The eunuchs led them in two single file lines to the exercise room. The room itself was enormous, and all 50 men of the harem fit in easily. This was where most of the day was spent. The male slaves spent nearly all the day working on their physique. There was a wide assortment of barbells, gymnastic equipment, and everything imaginable. James' couldn't complain The atmosphere in the place was sexually scintillating, and it was hard to hide. Each male slave was traditionally paired with another, who would help him work out. The eunuchs helped make sure that the pair only worked out in the traditional sense, but nevertheless getting paired with a stud wasn't the worst thing that could happen. The eunuchs read out name after name, and the men went off in pairs to work out. Then they got to James. "James, you are assigned to pair with...Hans." Hans? James had never heard that name, and he was sure he knew all the slaves names...he had exercised with each of them. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see the new slave that had come in while he was eating. James smiled. "Oh, hi," James said. "Hello," Hans said, betraying a slight accent. In a perfect world, James would have grabbed Hans, and had him right there. This younger man was so sexy and beautiful, that he affected James in a way no one else had. He was the visual representation of perfection. Hans must have noticed James' lust, being that James' cock got a little hard, and James was staring a hole through him. Hans smiled, and led James to the workout bench without saying a word. They tried several basic workouts, like bench press, and bicep curls. Hans was surprisingly strong. James enjoyed every glorious minute. Hans noticed the appreciation. James thought he enjoyed it: the thought perked James up. At the end of the workout, they were both exhausted, and sat next to each other on the bench. Hans slipped his hand over to James thigh. They turned and looked into each other's eyes. James' heart beat faster and faster. His lust was nearly unbridled. Without thinking, he leaned in for a long, slow, passionate kiss, which Hans returned without hesitation. Excitement was raging in James as his tongue slipped into his gorgeous workout partner's mouth. It was simple, elemental sexuality. Hans hard body felt delicious against James'. James released himself for a moment, then came back to reality. "We can't do this here. The guards will stop us. Pull away from me, or we will be in trouble." Hans obeyed, and James saw gratefully that none of the guards had looked their way. James leaned over and whispered, "I need you...tonight." Hans nodded, staring into his eyes. "I have an idea," said James. The guard rushed over to where James and Hans were. They had started a commotion by swinging at each other. They were rolling on the ground, fighting, wrestling, and screaming at each other. The guard pulled them apart, and two other guards came and restrained the two slaves' hands. "For this, you will be locked up tonight, without lunch or dinner, in the penalty cell. I will not have the King's property damaging itself." The penalty cell was tiny, a simple barred jail cell. Hans and James were thrown in together, unshackled but unable to escape. For the rest of the day, they acted as though they hated each other, sitting on opposite sides of the small cell, not looking across. The day passed slowly, ultra slowly, because James couldn't wait for the night. The guard made a final inspection, and as the sun set outside, he left the two alone in the dark cell. James breathed a sigh, and Hans slipped up next to him. Hans, the blond adonis, slipped a few kisses up and down James' well muscled neck, before meeting his new partner's lips with his own. James was overcome, he had gone so long without a man, and his cock rose nearly instantaneously to full erection. Hans was having nearly the same reaction. Hans firm lips pulled back, and invited James forward. Hans pulled his mouth back away from James, and pushed his hips forward. James smiled, and then took Han's fully erect nine inch cock in his mouth. James got down on his knees, on the hard cell floor, and Hans reclined somewhat on the wooden bench. James worked hard with his mouth, moving his head up and down on the thick man meat of Hans' glorious cock. The taste whet James' appetite, and it was a taste he had missed. Hans' face scrunched with divine pleasure, and he thrust his hips forward, shoving his throbbing cock down James' throat. It was a new feeling for James' but he found it pleasant, the feeling of the whole huge cock throbbing inside made his mouth feel alive. James felt like he was one with Hans, and he was lustful to the point of senselessness as he bobbed up and down on his partner's cock. Hans moaned with pleasure, causing James to work him even harder. He could feel the cock get stiffer and stiffer, and could feel precum on the back of his throat. James cupped the younger man's balls, massaging them, as he gave him head. Finally, James felt the enormous cock pulsate, and readied himself for his delicious prize. The cock burst, and pumped the precious cum almost directly down James' throat, due to how deep the cock had penetrated. James swallowed, and swallowed, and kept swallowing. Hans came like a horse, it was probably his first orgasm in weeks. Hans moaned, his pleasure infinite and unbounded. When he had expended himself, James sucked him dry of every last drop, and got up from his knees. James was rock solid, and had a bit of glistening precum from the pure excitement. He felt like he could almost burst at any moment. Hans took the older man's throbbing cock in hand, and began the jacking off motion. James fell onto the bench, his eyes rolling back in his head. It had been so long. He noticed when the hand job stopped, and Hans took his cock into his mouth. It was such pure pleasure that it was almost pain, and the gorgeous young man was an expert. In almost no time at all, James exploded his juice into Hans' waiting mouth, spewing in short bursts that produced incredible contractions. James mumbled a few unintelligible sounds, and then Hans laid down beside him. "We should make this a routine," Hans said, sated and happy. James wordlessly agreed. "Lets fight all the time." The Harem The Sultan Ahmed ruled a large and prosperous kingdom in the 12th century. Young, wealthy, and powerful; the Sultan had everything a man could dream of and more. This included a large harem of concubines to serve him. Every night the Sultan would have beautiful women wait on him and willing to share a bed with him if he desired. The Sultan's harem is quite large, as is befitting a man of his stature. The dozens of women who live within it have only one job, to look beautiful and be ready to serve the Sultan at a moment's notice. Each girl has a wide variety of skills to call upon in their service. These range from massage to washing another person in the baths to pleasuring a man. Anisah is one of the most experienced of the concubines. She's one of the oldest of the Sultan's concubines although many who meet her believe she's one of the youngest. The other women jealously whisper that she's been blessed with eternal youth. Anisah has lived in the harem for as long as she can remember. She has been servicing the Sultan for years and it's widely known that she was one of his favorites to bring to his bed. Her dark Arabic skin, large breasts, and gentle grace made her one of the Sultan's favorite concubines or Kadin. At least once a month she would be summoned to the ruler's bedchambers for the night. Anisah has not been afraid to use her influence to her advantage. Aside from her own private apartment, more than one person in the palace has been expelled or worse on her word. Such was one of the privileges associated with being one of the Sultan's Kadins. While the other women would be jealous of her, they would also be careful not to make her aware of their avarice. Not unless they wanted to share the fate of Nadrah, who the Sultan had arrested on Anisah's word after the two of them had a falling out. After a brutal night of being mounted repeatedly by the palace guards in their barracks; her bruised, half-naked body was dragged up to the courtyard at dawn and she was beheaded in front of the other concubines. Since then none have dared to cross the Sultan's Kadin. One day Anisah was in the harem with the other concubines. They were chatting, washing each other, and preparing for the Queen Mother to select the Sultan's companion(s) for that evening. Anisah enjoys this time, as she can admire the beautiful women around her as they bathe, dress, and groom each other. It also lets her check out the other girls to see if any may threaten to supplant her. The group was hearing the girl bedded by the Sultan the previous night describe how vigorous he was with her when suddenly, the door opened. A pair of guards escorted half a dozen new concubines into the harem. The women began to swarm around the new girls, who were obviously nervous and frightened. As well they should be, most of the women welcoming the new arrivals were merely scoping out their competition. Anisah knows better than most that the harem can be a cutthroat place, literally. Then her gaze fell upon one of the new girls. Anisah couldn't explain what it was about her blue eyes that mesmerized her. Next thing she knew she had walked over to her, the crowd parting as is befit for her status in the harem, took the young woman by the hand, and led her over to a private corner in the harem. The girl wore travelling robes that were modest and hid her figure. This was in stark contrast to the clothes of the harem girls, whose midriffs were exposed and wore brightly colored, light silks that showed their figures. The veils of the harems consisted of one layer of light silk that enabled one to make out the girls face still. The new girl's veil was heavy, so Anisah could only make out her eyes. Anisah reached up and began to slowly remove the veil as the girl's piercing blue eyes stared at her. Slowly the garment came away, revealing a face whose beauty was beyond Anisah's comprehension. She wasn't the only one amazed, as several women behind her stopped to also admire the beauty she revealed under the veil. Her face revealed no expression as Anisah and the other women openly admired her. For a moment, Anisah considered having this girl disposed of as soon as possible, since her beauty makes her an automatic rival to Anisah for the Sultan's attention. But something about this girl fascinated Anisah and she realized that she couldn't just destroy such beauty. The odalisques then entered the room and began searching for the concubine whom they were to help prepare for the selection. Anisah's odalisque came up with her garments to wear when the queen mother selected the Sultan's bed companion for that evening. The guards marched out and the doors were sealed as the concubines began stripping out of their silks to don the decorative outfits they were to wear for the selection. All but the new girls, that is. They were awkwardly sitting around as this occurred. Anisah stood up and removed her silks, standing naked before the girl. The girl's gaze turned to the older woman as she shed her garments. The new girl was openly admiring Anisah's naked body. Anisah pretended not to notice as the odalisque began assisting her with dressing in her new outfit. Once finished, Anisah turned back to the new girl and ordered her to stand. The girl complied. Anisah and her odalisque removed her travelling robes and then her shoddy clothing to reveal her naked form. Anisah had to stop herself from gasping as the odalisque carried the garments away. The beauty of her body matched that of her face. Her breasts were large but not overly so, her hips were wide, and the rest of her body was well toned. Since their culture doesn't celebrate birthdays, Anisah didn't think to try to guess her age. But she could tell that this girl only recently sprouted into a full woman. She reached between the girl's legs and was able to instantly tell that she was still a virgin. The girl gasped in pleasure as Anisah rubbed between her legs. The Sultan will enjoy bedding this one. Anisah reached out and placed her hands over each of the girl's breasts. They were firm to the touch. Anisah gently but discreetly began rubbing them. Fortunately, the other women were still busy getting ready and they were in an out of the way corner so no one took note of this odd behavior. The young girl's mouth opened slightly and a small gasp of pleasure escaped her lips as Anisah massaged her chest. She could feel the girl's nipples growing hard under her palms. At the same time, Anisah felt a certain wetness appear between her legs. This surprised her, as that wetness only came on nights when the Sultan made her his prize. She looked down and saw a streak of wetness travelling down the girl's inner thigh as well. The girl's blue eyes met the gaze of Anisah's hazel eyes. Obviously she was hoping to hear approval from the older woman. Although they just met, Anisah couldn't help but feel fondness for her. She stepped closer to this girl, so that the girl's tits lightly pressed against hers through the clothes she was wearing. Anisah then began rubbing her hands up and down the girl's sides. She could feel the wetness between her legs growing and wanted to bring this girl back to her apartments to explore this feeling more. Meanwhile, this girl began moving her hands up and down Anisah's sides as well. Their lips were so close they could feel each other's breath. Their breasts were touching lightly. A strong urge came over Anisah to pull this girl into her embrace and kiss her. Suddenly, she spotted the odalisque returning with clothes for this girl past one of the columns lining the room. Just before they broke their embrace, the girl whispered, "My name is Faten." The two stepped back from each other as the odalisque came up to them and started dressing the girl. Anisah and Faten simply stared into each other's eyes until the odalisque was done. For the rest of the hour the two women groomed each other along with the other concubines. Faten told Anisah how she was sold into slavery by her impoverished parents as a child, how she was sold time and time again to do house work, and how she had managed to avoid being deflowered by any of her previous masters. Anisah, in turn, told her what to expect in life as the Sultan's concubine, how she was the property of the Sultan to do with as he pleased, and, finally, Anisah loudly promised to show her how to entertain in the bedchamber. This would give Anisah an excuse to have Faten in her apartments all the time. Nevertheless, several concubines turned to them in amazement as she said this. Anisah was well known for keeping her secrets on pleasuring their master close. Suddenly the door opened and the Queen Mother entered. All the concubines quickly lined up for her. Anisah didn't expect to be selected since the Sultan had bedded her just the other day. However, she was surprised when the Queen Mother approached Faten, gave her a look as though she offended the Queen Mother, and then walked on. Normally, the Queen Mother wouldn't even acknowledge new concubines for several months, let alone consider them for selection to serve the Sultan. Faten looked scared but Anisah put an arm around her, pulled her close, and whispered that it was alright. Two concubines were selected and told to go to the Sultan's bedchamber and await him. Another six were ordered to don their finest silk garments and go to the dining chamber to serve the Sultan and his guests. Anisah knew from experience that those six would likely wind up sharing the beds of the Sultan's guests. "Come child," Anisah said, "I am Anisah and a Kadin of the Sultan. I shall be your tutor on what you must do to please our Master." As the Queen Mother led the selected concubines from the chamber, Anisah took the girl in her arms and gently led her out another door to her own bedchamber. The girl looked scared as Anisah stripped her clothes off. This quickly turned to something else began to rub her breasts again. Anisah began kissing her passionately. The two women fell onto the bed together and Faten's very detailed tutelage began. *** A week later Anisah was in her apartments, lounging on some pillows. On her bed was one of her odalisque servant girls. The odalisque was lying on her stomach naked. Faten was on top of her, straddling the girl across the waist. She was topless and wearing a very light set of silk pants that you could see through. The past week has been very intense for her, as all concubines are expected to be educated. Anisah has been guiding Faten through these lessons, including the current one on giving a massage. The moonlight came through the window, shining on the two women in Anisah's bed. Faten has taken to her tutoring well. It appears that she has already mastered the massage techniques. Her hands moved up and down the servant girl's body as though she had been doing massages for years. Anisah's focus fell on the girl's exposed breasts. As she watched them jiggle around with the girl's movements, Anisah remembered how good her nipples tasted that morning. Anisah could feel herself grow wet while watching the younger girl and remembering their last tryst that morning. But she was patient and knew the value of delaying gratification. She'd get what she needed from Faten before they went to sleep. Anisah stood up and sent the servant away. Faten kneeled on the bed and watched as Anisah stripped before her and stood naked in the moonlight. Anisah slowly got on the bed, crawling around the kneeling Faten and letting her admire Anisah's beautiful form. She finally lies on the bed face down. Faten gets on top of her, straddling the woman so that Anisah's ass would rub against her cunt when she moved. Faten began to use the massage techniques that Anisah had shown her. Faten was discreetly moving her hips up and down the woman's rear as she massaged her. She could feel the wetness between her legs grow as she subtly rubbed her cunt against the woman's skin. She was wondering if Anisah could feel her juices flowing onto her skin and, if so, would she be angry? Suddenly the woman pushed against her, indicating that Faten was to rise. She rose to her knees and could feel some of her wetness dripping onto her thin silk garments. Anisah rolled onto her back between Faten's legs. Her breasts jiggled around on her chest as she settled in and raised her arms to grip the head of the bed. Faten lowered herself back down so that her hips were between Anisah's legs. Now Anisah's pussy was pushing into Faten. She reached down and began massaging Anisah's breasts, rubbing them around and squeezing them. Anisah's back arched slightly and her mouth opened to give a silent groan. Faten could feel her wetness growing and started moving her hips to rub her cunt over Anisah's pussy hair. Faten began to slowly lean down, unsure if Anisah would allow a kiss. She was halfway down and Anisah suddenly grabbed her shoulders in a firm grip. She roughly shoved her to the side, rolling with her. Now Faten was on her back, with Anisah straddling her. She immediately forced Faten's legs open and brought herself down on her as though she were a man mounting the girl. Faten instinctively raised her legs in the air as Anisah's hips thrusted into hers. Anisah grabbed Faten's long, dark hair and kissed her hard, letting all of her pent up passion loose. Faten began to instinctively push her hips up against Anisah, as though she were meeting a man's thrusts. Anisah had one arm under the girl's shoulders, holding her close as their bodies rubbed against each other. She brought her other hand up to the girl's face and Faten began sucking on two of her fingers. Anisah was rubbing her body up and down against Faten's, making the motions of a man fucking her. She could feel her breasts rubbing against the younger girl. Anisah lifted one of her legs over the Faten's thigh and began rubbing her pussy against the girl's leg. She took her fingers out of her mouth and reached down between her legs. Faten's mouth hung open as her new lover began to rub her. Faten let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Anisah quickly brought her to the first true climax of her young life. The sight of the young girl cumming onto her hand increased Anisah's desire. She continued rubbing the girl as she came down from the first climax and started working towards a second. Anisah was still rubbing herself against the girl's leg, building to her own climax. Faten was soon writhing under Anisah, arching her back, and instinctively thrusting her hips into Anisah's hand. Anisah got up and leaned back. She moved her hips down the girl's thigh so that their cunts were touching. Faten, having accepted her role as the submissive, meekly positioned herself so that Anisah can start rubbing her pussy against Faten's. The two women soon found their rhythm and began to passionately fuck each other. Anisah could see the girl's tits bouncing around with each of their thrusts. She could feel her own climax building. Anisah looked into Faten's eyes as both women started thrusting more urgently. Anisah could feel herself starting to cum and entire body started shuddering. They tried to remain silent so as not to alert any of the women in the adjoining chamber. Even so, both women had started giving off muffled moans as they built to a climax together. Anisah closed her eyes and could feel Faten's thrusting become more rapid against her. A moment later the young girl was moaning loudly and Anisah could feel her body convulse. Anisah was slightly more restrained in her panting. The two of them laid there for several minutes, enjoying the sensation of cumming on the other. Anisah opened her eyes to see Faten looking at her and panting. The two sat up to kiss each other. They feel to their sides on the bed, still kissing, and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Anisah was enjoying her new pupil and wondered what "lesson" she would give tomorrow as she drifted off to sleep. As she drifted off, she wondered if anyone had heard them and realized what they were doing. The thought that the other women in the harem knew she was fucking one of the new girls was a big turn on, to her surprise. *** Six months have now passed since Faten's arrival. She's now a completely different woman compared to the frightened girl who arrived in the Harem. She now carries herself with confidence, embracing her natural beauty rather then shy away from it. Day after day she attends her studies with Anisah and at nights they share a bed, where they either pleasure each other or Anisah teaches her how to please a man. The two had grown very close and Anisah had found herself caring for this girl in a way that was foreign to her. The only nights the two are apart are when Anisah is called to share the Sultan's bed. Faten would stare at her in awe when she returned in the morning. The younger girl is always impressed with women who are carrying his royal seed. Faten always wants to hear what the Sultan did with her. Anisah will usually wait until they're in bed the next evening before giving her a very detailed renenactment of her previous night. She would play the Sultan and act out what the two of them did. Faten loved being the "Sultan's" bitch those nights. She would lay there as the "Sultan" fucked her and would wonder with a mixture of excitement and fear about what the real thing would be like. The girl has not been called to share the Sultan's bed yet, although Anisah is certain that it will happen any day now. Faten had quickly become one of the most beautiful of the concubines these past six months. So Anisah wasn't surprised when the Queen Mother called Faten to the bedchamber one day. What she wasn't prepared for was to be called there as well. This was concerning as Anisah was certain the Sultan wouldn't approve of two of his girls fucking each other nightly. In fact, she was certain that one or both of them would be beheaded if he ever found out. They were there to serve only him after all. As the two women left the harem Faten looked excited at seeing a new part of the Palace. Anisah, however, was very nervous for she wondered if the Sultan was aware of what they were doing and disapproved. She looked back at the harem wondering if this was the last time she'd see it. They were escorted to and left in the bedchamber to await the one who will defile them. Both women were dressed in very light silk cloth. Anisah led the younger girl to the main bed and showed her how to lie there so that the Sultan would be pleased. Each woman lay on one side of the bed on their side, leaving space between them for their master. Anisah was careful to make sure that the Master would easily notice their bodies and breasts when he walked in. For an hour they laid there, awaiting him. Anisah could sense the younger girl's nervousness at the prospect of being mounted by a man for the first time. Anisah knew the feeling of having the Sultan's cock inside her and was far calmer. She passed the time by telling Faten of the night the Sultan had deflowered her. She could tell that the younger girl was turned on by the image of her lover's body shaking on that very bed as a man defiled her. Finally, the doors opened and the Sultan walked in. His presence was electrifying and both women couldn't help but get a little wet at the sight of his muscular arms and torso. With a gesture, he commanded the women to attend him. Anisah immediately rose from the bed with Faten following her lead. His gaze fell on the new girl, as Anisah anticipated. Faten seemed to wilt under the gaze of the man who obviously wishes to mate with her. The two women stripped him down and dressed him in a light silk robe. The Sultan stretched out on some sitting cushions in the middle of the room and openly admired his two beauties. Anisah curled up on the floor at his feet as Faten served him with drink. For the next hour Anisah read to her master chapters from his favorite book as he gave Faten lewd looks. The young girl was nervous, as she has never been with a man before. Faten knew that he intended to fuck her before the night was through. She knew that he was her master and therefore she had no choice but, even so, she preferred to be bedded by Anisah. For months, Faten had looked forward to being taken by this man but now that the moment was almost upon her, she felt nervous and a little afraid. The Harem After a while the Sultan leaned down and put his finger under Anisah's chin. He drew her up to him for a kiss. Faten watched as her lover melted into his arms. Anisah's back was to her as the Sultan grabbed her ass with one hand and pulled her into him. Anisah slowly stripped him down and then continued kissing with his naked body against hers. He tore at her silk's, which came apart easily. Within a moment man and woman were naked with her tattered clothes around them. Anisah could feel his cock grow hard and press against her hip. The two moved over to the Sultan's bed, still kissing. Faten stood at the foot of the bed and watched impassively as her lover fell onto the bed, her arms wrapped around the Sultan so fell onto it with her. Faten could hear her lover groan in pleasure as she prepared to be taken. Faten was certain she was about to watch the Sultan fuck her lover. But even as she was thinking that the Sultan suddenly pulled away from Anisah. He sat up on the cushions imperiously. Anisah propped herself up on her elbow, looking confused. He then commanded, "Show me what you do with her each night in your chambers." Anisah sat up, alarmed at being discovered. Her voice filled with terror, she stammered, "M-my lord?" She imagined that they were about to share the fate of Ghaada. A year ago she had been found to be disloyal to the Sultan. He gave her to his guards for the night. Anisah couldn't image how many times and how many ways they violated her but her screams rang through the palace all night. At dawn the harem was brought out to the courtyard. Anisah still remembered the pitiful sight that girl was as the very guards who spent the night fucking her dragged her out there. In front of the entire harem she was stripped, held down on a low lying wooden table, and branded with the symbol of a whore on her left ass cheek. The chief of the guards then kneeled down behind her and entered her in the ass. The girl's cries grew more pitiful as she was forcibly taken for one last time in the palace. The guards then threw her out of the palace to fend for herself. His eyes had a dangerous glimmer as he elaborated, "Do you really think I'm unaware of what goes on in my own harem? The eunichs may be blind but I am not! I can tell that you've secretly pined for this girl as I bedded you these past few months. I am not angry, yet. I just wish to see what you two do with each other." Anisah nodded meekly and rose from the bed. Faten stood there, still holding the tray with the goblet and pitcher of wine. The moonlight had started streaming in through the window. Despite her nervousness, Faten couldn't help but admire how the other woman's skin looked with the moonlight reflecting off of it. Anisah slowly walked over to her, allowing both Faten and her master time to admire her body. Faten stood motionlessly in the middle of the room. Anisah came up to her and they both stood there for a second, staring in each other's eyes. Suddenly Anisah knocked the tray out of Faten's hands with a swipe of hers. The tray, goblet, and pitcher hit the wall and floor with a loud clang. Anisah pulled Faten to her and started kissing the younger girl deeply even as the doors burst open and guards rushed into the room in response to the sound. They all started to stare at the two women locked in tight embrace before the Sultan shouted at them to get out. Anisah held Faten tightly so she couldn't pull away. Her eyes were opened wide with the guards entering but she couldn't shout out in surprise since Anisah's mouth was over hers and their tongues were intertwined. The sound that emerged from her sounded much like a muffled moan. Anisah began kissing her cheek after the guards left and she began to nibble on Faten's earlobe. While doing so she whispered very softly into the young girl's ear, "If you value your life you'll help me ensure that the Sultan enjoys watching us together." Faten gave out a soft, pleasurable moan to indicate she understood. Her back arched slightly as she gave herself to Anisah's embrace. Anisah sucked on her neck as she let her mouth hang open in a silent moan. Anisah then moved down to her chest, suckling on her breasts as she fondled them. Faten looked over at the bed to see the Sultan watching them intently. She imagined how it would feel to be fucked by him as Anisah's fingers found their way between her legs. Faten began gasping as she stood there in the middle of the room. Her hips began to make small, uncontrollable thrusting motions into Anisah's fingers. She arched her back, sticking her breasts out for the master to admire, as she rapidly built to a climax. Anisah had come down and started licking her now. Anisah's hands reached around the young girl's waist, spanking her loudly as Anisah was eating her out. Just as she thought she wouldn't be able to continue standing, Anisah stood up and kissed her again. As she did so she guided the younger girl to the sitting cushions. Anisah gave Faten a rough shove, causing her to fall backwards onto the cushions. Anisah noticed that the Sultan had started stroking himself as she fell on top of the girl and buried her face between Faten's large tits. Faten was now groaning and her body shuddering under Anisah. Faten had obviously forgotten that their master was watching them. Anisah sat up and leaned back. She moved one of her legs under the other girl's and leaned back so that their cunts were together. Anisah's mouth hung open in a silent groan as she began rubbing herself against the younger girl's leg and pussy. Faten leaned back as well and began moving her hips to rub herself against her lover. Soon the two women were in a rhythm and moaning loudly as they fucked each other. Anisah only concerned herself with her own pleasure. She knew who was going to get the Sultan's cock that night even if Faten didn't. Within moments she fell back onto the cushions. Her body lay there shuddering as her face took on a look of pain from one of the most intense orgasms she ever had. Faten wasn't done yet though, as Anisah intended. She was still rubbing herself against Anisah's leg when the Sultan took her by the hair and roughly pulled her up. Faten gave out a yell as she was hauled to her feet and turned around to face the Sultan. He kissed her roughly as she tried to push away from him. She would have had more luck pushing a brick wall with his strength. He dragged her over to his bed as she tried to struggle against him. When they reached the side of his bed he threw her down so she landed on her stomach upon it. She propped herself up slightly and looked back at the man who intended to mate with her. He smiled at the look of fear on his naked young concubine. Faten tried to crawl away from him but he was too quick. He grabbed her by the leg and dragged her back so her hips were on the edge of the bed, her legs hanging over the edge. He gave her ass a smack with his hand as he grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her onto her back. He admired the sight of her body and enjoyed the power he had over her. Her breasts were glistening with seat as she laid on the bed panting. Faten's face was screwed up in fear and heat as her master easily forced her legs open. The head of his cock rubbed against her pussy lips as he enjoyed the sight of this beautiful, dark skinned virgin he was about to make a woman. Faten's struggles subsided as she realized that she had no choice. The Sultan was her master and had decided that he was going to mate with her. As he reached down to line himself up to enter her, Faten turned to look at Anisah. Anisah was still lying on the cushions. Her hands were between her legs, rubbing herself to another orgasm as she watched her master force himself upon her lover. When Faten made eye contact she gave the younger girl a small nod of encouragement. Faten gave her a small nod and looked into the Sultan's eyes as he mounted her. Faten let out a loud groan as a man entered her for the first time. Her entire body tensed up and she arched her back as she took his entire cock. He immediately began thrusting into her roughly. Faten couldn't hold back her moans of pain and pleasure even if her life depended on it. The Sultan was holding himself up with his arms on either side of her. His concubine writhed underneath him as he fucked her fast and hard. The sight of her hips being pushed into the bed with each of his thrusts and her breasts swaying all over made Anisah get even wetter. She was rubbing her pussy fiercely as wave upon wave of orgasm hit her. Her back arched instinctively as she hit her climax with a loud groan. The Sultan paid his masturbating favorite no mind as he focused on screwing this virgin and inducting her into his harem. Anisah's body shuddered as she came down from her climax and immediately started building towards a bigger one. The Sultan's entire bed was shaking was he fucked Faten madly. Faten was writhing under him as his thrusting grew more urgent. The sultan pushed her back from the edge of the bed so he could truly lie on top of her. His body was smothering hers as he thrust into her roughly. Faten was grunting with each of his thrusts as his muscular arms wrapped around her back, holding her to him. He was lifting her body off the bed slightly with each thrust now, as he prepared to fill her pussy with cum. Suddenly he gave a yell and his body tensed up. Faten positioned her hips so he cock would get as deep into her as possible as he gave her wave after wave of his royal seed. Her mouth hung open in a silent gasp and her breasts heaved as he pushed his cock as deep into her as he could so that she would take it all. She knew she was now truly a woman. Anisah was moaning loudly as the sight of her Sultan shooting his seed into her young lover pushed her over the edge. The Sultan rolled off of her, having been spent. He commanded water and Anisah immediately leapt up naked and rushed to get him a glass. Faten pushed herself up and off the bed to stand next to Anisah as she returned with their master's water. As he downed the glass the two women had some as well while they waited to see if he would mount one of them again that evening. When finishing the water he gave the glass to Faten to put away. He looked at Anisah in an appraising manner, as though he was considering whether or not to mate with her as well. Her cunt got wet at the thought of being his fuck toy. He then got into bed without a word. Anisah and Faten got in as well to lay down on either side of him. Anisah was a little disappointed that the Sultan decided not to mount her. Watching him fuck Faten was one of the hottest things she's ever seen. Even now she's still a little wet and desiring her master's cock. As she drifted off to sleep she wondered if she would dream about her master fucking her lover. Faten had better be ready to pleasure her in their bed tomorrow night...