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When Eve had realized that her new Master had many female slaves she had at first been excited, sisters, she would perhaps have a family again. Despite all that had occurred since her capture the young girl really missed her family she had hoped the older woman Fatima would become a surrogate mother as the old crone Ming had. The look in Fatima’s predatory eyes had swiftly disabused her of that childish notion. Eve resisted the urge to cover herself as the laughing younger members of his Harem combed and braided her long thick hair into a single braid talking excitedly amongst themselves extolling her virtues and short comings, apparently she was far too skinny…
Fatima ruled the harem with an iron hand her will ruled supreme within the harem walls. She was Mustafa’s first, she was his favorite, she did whatever it took to maintain her position, even to sabotaging a fellow concubine if it became necessary. The other girls knew her well and treated her with deference and respect, both born out of dislike and fear. It had created a bond of sorts amongst the others which the infallible Fatima was blissfully unaware of.
She watched like the predator she was as the girl was readied for her by the others. Her almond eyes were thoughtful, this one was very different from the others, her master stocked his harem from many areas of their region but she would be his first fair skinned acquisition. Her eyes narrowed, he had paid 3 times what he had paid for her! As she had watched him lead her into the palace from her hidden place on a balcony she had dismissed her as skinny , insipid, no threat at all but when they had gotten closer she had recognized the girl’s allure, besides her incredible physical beauty, despite her aura of innocence the girl oozed sexual phonemes; and the girl was young!
How to handle this …
Perhaps a little prod ? “Do you taste as sweet as you look Girl?”
Eve reacted as if she had been shot covering her breasts with one hand her silken mound with the other her eyes becoming huge saucers as she took a single step back saying nothing.
So the girl was untouched by female fingers, she would be the first then, Fatima grinned and took a small step forwards, perhaps a little honey would work wonders with this western beauty, she could do honey when it suited her.
“Stay still girl I do not bite,”
At the snickers from the other girls she quelled them with a single look and continued her voice soft and calming. “You do look good enough to eat, but first a bath, I think I shall supervise it myself help you settle in the girls here can be quite overwhelming to a newcomer.” As she spoke she had glided closer gently removing Eve’s hands from her quivering body “You have no reason to hide your charms girl you are quite breathtaking“
Clap clap clap!
“Prepare one of the alcove baths for our newest guest, oil, bubbles the works we want to make her feel welcome now don’t we girls ?” The girls rushed from the room and Fatima gently took her braid and pinned it around her head like a golden crown. “What is your name child?” At her whispered, ‘Eve’ Fatima rolled her expressive eyes, just perfect, the biblical seductress, well her wiles wouldn’t work here Mustafa was hers!. “Come” she took her hand and led her down halls to a bathing area…
Eve had gradually relaxed her guard as the older woman worked her deceptive magic on her; perhaps she had been mistaken in the look the sensual woman had given her? Eve shyly took her hand and followed Fatima her eyes darting this way and that she had never seen such luxury in her young life especially of late. They almost popped out of her head as they crossed through the communal bathing area headed for a more secluded alcove. It was a huge ornate room housing a series of sunken pools throughout which were scattered small divans filed with brightly colored pillows, gold and scarlet silk curtains adorned the walls and were suspended from the high ceilings and entwined around the many marble columns; the aura was one of decedent sensuality. I do not belong here, she worried silently, I am unworthy. Eve was a contradictory tangle of emotions, she was excited and she was deadly afraid, nothing had prepared for life in harem of a prince.
Fatima lead her into a more secluded alcove opening the heavy brocade curtains and gently ushering her into the opulent space where there was but a single sunken pool big enough for two or three. The steamy room smelt divine some heady perfume designed to stimulate the senses hung in the air provocative alluring. Once there she helped her sink in amongst the frothy bubbles. “Relax I will bath you Fatima will take care of everything.” The head concubine smiled deep into her eyes her inner most thoughts a mask as she dropped her silks and joined her in the pool. Humming a small tune to calm her unsuspecting prey even further Fatima took a huge sea sponge and lathered and began to wash her charge starting with her arms and back. As she felt Eve begin to relax further she slipped in behind the girl dropping the sponge she began using just her seductive practiced fingers.
Smiling shyly Eve sunk into the heavenly waters feeling them wrap around her like a second skin Mmmmmm perfection, she allowed the other woman to bath her simply floating on a sea of bliss Fatima's intimate actions bring her back to when Ming would soothe her many hurts in such a manner. Eve barely noticed as the manipulative older concubine slid in behind her and began to touch her more intimately in the guise of cleansing her skin; her wonderful fingers unbeknownst to the young inexperienced girl messaging many of her erogenous zones as she worked.
Fatima cupped her breasts lathering the soap across her nipples messaging them to frothy peeks increasing the pressure until she heard the soft moans from the girl beneath her finger tips Eve even leaned back arching into her delightful touch. Perfect she is almost ready, the wicked woman gloated moving her hand down lower across Eve’s flat abdomen to soap her shaven mound. Back and forth she rubbed slowly, seductively, her eyes smoldering as Eves legs fell open. She ran her finger lightly over her swollen labia keeping her movements slow and smooth gently brushing the girls rapidly swelling clitoris as she worked, soon my petite, very soon, she thought her mouth-watering of what would happen next.
Eve was sinking further into a haze of sensual bliss her body responding greedily to each soft seductive touch of the devious older more experienced woman in whose sinful web she was entwined. When her hands moved between her legs she didn’t protest, feels so good, she thought as the exotic beauty cleansed her most intimate parts. A deep smoldering fire had begun to build deep within her belly and her eyes gently fluttered open as her mind wrestled with the new sensations this exotic female was bringing her, this was very wrong….
Fatima was thoroughly enjoying her explorations her mind moving to how this young woman would respond under the tutelage of her lips and tongue imagining how the exotic alien girl would taste. Without thinking her greedy finger plunged deep within Eve's soft interior her mind miles away and thus she was unprepared for what would happen next...
Eve’s eyes widened and she panicked shooting upright fighting to get out of the arms now turned Octopus around her soaking lithesome body “Noooooooooo!” she screamed fighting off the mad woman with an almost unnatural strength born of desperation and rigorous conditioning at the hands of Ming. Eve shot from the tub unmindful of the searing pain across her belly and soft breast slipping as she exited. She got briefly tangled in the hangings at the entrance of the alcove before mindlessly running into one of the many ornate marble pillars. The impact sent her sprawling to her back where she lay unmoving on the cold unfeeling floor.
There was a stunned silence in the communal bathing room as Fatima appeared in the entrance, all eyes turned towards the silent naked girl.
Fatima might have ignored the fact the girl had been knocked out cold and simply carried her to her room to finish what she had stared, the thought had her belly clenching in anticipation. The idea of simply taking what she wanted from the unconscious girl had much appeal to her. She could cover the bruise forming on her temple from Mustafa’s sharp gaze, she had done so many times with his other girls… but the injury caused by her long sharp talons! Her heart ran cold her mind recalling his warning many years ago.
“Fatima I entrust you with my girls they are yours to command and enjoy as long as it serves my will. You have no permission to mar their beautiful skin in anyway, that privilege is mine alone! Never fail me in this there will be consequences should you do so. ”
He had been holding her chin in his steely grip as his cold eyes bored deep into hers she did not need to ask what such consequences might be.
Eve lay pale and unconscious a long wicked scratch stretching from just above her belly button to end up just beneath her slender collarbone. It ran across her flat waist, up and over the swell of her young firm breast narrowly missing one distended nipple. It was deceptively deep and wicked, looking far worse than it actually was as it oozed out her lifeblood, marring the exquisite perfection of her otherwise beautiful form. Even in repose she still looked a perplexing combination of seductive innocence, which someone had sought now to mar without permission...
There was no love lost between Fatima and T’lina a young Asian beauty Mustafa had almost chosen for his number one, and as Fatima stood there staring her mind going wildly over the possibilities of how she could extract herself from this dangerous situation, whom she could blame? T’lina slipped silently from the room to inform him of what had befallen his newest aquisition…
!
Fatima ruled the harem with an iron hand her will ruled supreme within the harem walls. She was Mustafa’s first, she was his favorite, she did whatever it took to maintain her position, even to sabotaging a fellow concubine if it became necessary. The other girls knew her well and treated her with deference and respect, both born out of dislike and fear. It had created a bond of sorts amongst the others which the infallible Fatima was blissfully unaware of.
She watched like the predator she was as the girl was readied for her by the others. Her almond eyes were thoughtful, this one was very different from the others, her master stocked his harem from many areas of their region but she would be his first fair skinned acquisition. Her eyes narrowed, he had paid 3 times what he had paid for her! As she had watched him lead her into the palace from her hidden place on a balcony she had dismissed her as skinny , insipid, no threat at all but when they had gotten closer she had recognized the girl’s allure, besides her incredible physical beauty, despite her aura of innocence the girl oozed sexual phonemes; and the girl was young!
How to handle this …
Perhaps a little prod ? “Do you taste as sweet as you look Girl?”
Eve reacted as if she had been shot covering her breasts with one hand her silken mound with the other her eyes becoming huge saucers as she took a single step back saying nothing.
So the girl was untouched by female fingers, she would be the first then, Fatima grinned and took a small step forwards, perhaps a little honey would work wonders with this western beauty, she could do honey when it suited her.
“Stay still girl I do not bite,”
At the snickers from the other girls she quelled them with a single look and continued her voice soft and calming. “You do look good enough to eat, but first a bath, I think I shall supervise it myself help you settle in the girls here can be quite overwhelming to a newcomer.” As she spoke she had glided closer gently removing Eve’s hands from her quivering body “You have no reason to hide your charms girl you are quite breathtaking“
Clap clap clap!
“Prepare one of the alcove baths for our newest guest, oil, bubbles the works we want to make her feel welcome now don’t we girls ?” The girls rushed from the room and Fatima gently took her braid and pinned it around her head like a golden crown. “What is your name child?” At her whispered, ‘Eve’ Fatima rolled her expressive eyes, just perfect, the biblical seductress, well her wiles wouldn’t work here Mustafa was hers!. “Come” she took her hand and led her down halls to a bathing area…
Eve had gradually relaxed her guard as the older woman worked her deceptive magic on her; perhaps she had been mistaken in the look the sensual woman had given her? Eve shyly took her hand and followed Fatima her eyes darting this way and that she had never seen such luxury in her young life especially of late. They almost popped out of her head as they crossed through the communal bathing area headed for a more secluded alcove. It was a huge ornate room housing a series of sunken pools throughout which were scattered small divans filed with brightly colored pillows, gold and scarlet silk curtains adorned the walls and were suspended from the high ceilings and entwined around the many marble columns; the aura was one of decedent sensuality. I do not belong here, she worried silently, I am unworthy. Eve was a contradictory tangle of emotions, she was excited and she was deadly afraid, nothing had prepared for life in harem of a prince.
Fatima lead her into a more secluded alcove opening the heavy brocade curtains and gently ushering her into the opulent space where there was but a single sunken pool big enough for two or three. The steamy room smelt divine some heady perfume designed to stimulate the senses hung in the air provocative alluring. Once there she helped her sink in amongst the frothy bubbles. “Relax I will bath you Fatima will take care of everything.” The head concubine smiled deep into her eyes her inner most thoughts a mask as she dropped her silks and joined her in the pool. Humming a small tune to calm her unsuspecting prey even further Fatima took a huge sea sponge and lathered and began to wash her charge starting with her arms and back. As she felt Eve begin to relax further she slipped in behind the girl dropping the sponge she began using just her seductive practiced fingers.
Smiling shyly Eve sunk into the heavenly waters feeling them wrap around her like a second skin Mmmmmm perfection, she allowed the other woman to bath her simply floating on a sea of bliss Fatima's intimate actions bring her back to when Ming would soothe her many hurts in such a manner. Eve barely noticed as the manipulative older concubine slid in behind her and began to touch her more intimately in the guise of cleansing her skin; her wonderful fingers unbeknownst to the young inexperienced girl messaging many of her erogenous zones as she worked.
Fatima cupped her breasts lathering the soap across her nipples messaging them to frothy peeks increasing the pressure until she heard the soft moans from the girl beneath her finger tips Eve even leaned back arching into her delightful touch. Perfect she is almost ready, the wicked woman gloated moving her hand down lower across Eve’s flat abdomen to soap her shaven mound. Back and forth she rubbed slowly, seductively, her eyes smoldering as Eves legs fell open. She ran her finger lightly over her swollen labia keeping her movements slow and smooth gently brushing the girls rapidly swelling clitoris as she worked, soon my petite, very soon, she thought her mouth-watering of what would happen next.
Eve was sinking further into a haze of sensual bliss her body responding greedily to each soft seductive touch of the devious older more experienced woman in whose sinful web she was entwined. When her hands moved between her legs she didn’t protest, feels so good, she thought as the exotic beauty cleansed her most intimate parts. A deep smoldering fire had begun to build deep within her belly and her eyes gently fluttered open as her mind wrestled with the new sensations this exotic female was bringing her, this was very wrong….
Fatima was thoroughly enjoying her explorations her mind moving to how this young woman would respond under the tutelage of her lips and tongue imagining how the exotic alien girl would taste. Without thinking her greedy finger plunged deep within Eve's soft interior her mind miles away and thus she was unprepared for what would happen next...
Eve’s eyes widened and she panicked shooting upright fighting to get out of the arms now turned Octopus around her soaking lithesome body “Noooooooooo!” she screamed fighting off the mad woman with an almost unnatural strength born of desperation and rigorous conditioning at the hands of Ming. Eve shot from the tub unmindful of the searing pain across her belly and soft breast slipping as she exited. She got briefly tangled in the hangings at the entrance of the alcove before mindlessly running into one of the many ornate marble pillars. The impact sent her sprawling to her back where she lay unmoving on the cold unfeeling floor.
There was a stunned silence in the communal bathing room as Fatima appeared in the entrance, all eyes turned towards the silent naked girl.
Fatima might have ignored the fact the girl had been knocked out cold and simply carried her to her room to finish what she had stared, the thought had her belly clenching in anticipation. The idea of simply taking what she wanted from the unconscious girl had much appeal to her. She could cover the bruise forming on her temple from Mustafa’s sharp gaze, she had done so many times with his other girls… but the injury caused by her long sharp talons! Her heart ran cold her mind recalling his warning many years ago.
“Fatima I entrust you with my girls they are yours to command and enjoy as long as it serves my will. You have no permission to mar their beautiful skin in anyway, that privilege is mine alone! Never fail me in this there will be consequences should you do so. ”
He had been holding her chin in his steely grip as his cold eyes bored deep into hers she did not need to ask what such consequences might be.
Eve lay pale and unconscious a long wicked scratch stretching from just above her belly button to end up just beneath her slender collarbone. It ran across her flat waist, up and over the swell of her young firm breast narrowly missing one distended nipple. It was deceptively deep and wicked, looking far worse than it actually was as it oozed out her lifeblood, marring the exquisite perfection of her otherwise beautiful form. Even in repose she still looked a perplexing combination of seductive innocence, which someone had sought now to mar without permission...
There was no love lost between Fatima and T’lina a young Asian beauty Mustafa had almost chosen for his number one, and as Fatima stood there staring her mind going wildly over the possibilities of how she could extract herself from this dangerous situation, whom she could blame? T’lina slipped silently from the room to inform him of what had befallen his newest aquisition…
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