Enslaved in his Harum

This was absolutely killing Anthony. He did not want to share Isabelle with any man, let alone these pigs who would pay anything for a tryst with the gorgeous, exotic blonde. As Adelaide kicked her, Anthony's entire body clenched and tried to pull from the chains that bound him. He had spent the last two weeks earning the wicked whore's trust and he hoped to soon be set free enough to put his escape plan into effect.

After kicking Isabelle and grabbing her by the hair she had been handed over to some wenches to be prepped for bidding tonight. Anthony had to stop that somehow, his Isabelle was nearing the point of ruination and would soon reach the point that she might never be his again. "Mistress...don't you think that you and I deserve a special night ourselves?" She had her hand on his chest and was licking his lips as she grinded her pussy into him, wanting to harden his cock for her pleasure.

Recently Anthony had not been his old self, he had concentrated with all of his might not to let his body respond to her touches, for it was all part of the plan. "Mistress, you know you are the most beautiful woman I have ever fucked." He lied, "but I am a man of strong appetites, what if you and I shared the blonde once she is prepped, don't put her up for bid tonight, let her be our plaything, an aphrodisiac to highten our pleasure, I promise you will be pleased with how the use of her will allow me to give you the best of me...the big hard cock ready to serve you!"

Adelaide had doubts, "She is your whore, what kind of trick is this?" Anthony laughed, "She was my whore, but now we both serve you, and how could you possibly think I would prefer any other woman's cunt to the spectacular flower of my mistress?" Anthony was playing to her ego and he could see it was working. She called her best wench. "Take the Captain down, and unleash him, bath him in the finest oils, and when finished bring me him and the blonde whore....a a feast of chicken, oysters and wine....I want to be alone tonight....just me and my two slaves!"
 
After Isabelle had properly been prepared and bathed for the evening entertainment for her mistress she was led back to her bedchamber. The brothel was not really much different than the sultans harum. Each night Isabelle was delivered to Adelaines bed so that she could submit and lick her toes and feet before worshipping her pussy. Never in a thousand years did Isabelle ever dream that something like this would ever be happening to her ! Adelaine enjoyed using Isabelle for her own pleasure while making her listen as she described the ways she made Anthony fuck her with his big cock ! Then Isabelle would be made to entertain a discusting male customer for the rest of the evening, doing whatever he wished. Most of them preffered an exotic slow dance as she seductively displayed her body for all to see !

Isabelle didn't know which place was worse, the brothel or the harum she had escaped from. Her reputation was growing around the city, since she was a rare blonde beauty and she feared the sultans son would find out where they were. He had swore to avenge his fathers death and the reward for their whereabouts could make someone very rich indeed...

Nevertheless Isabelle knelt submissively at Adel's feet, her eyes downcast. Not daring to look Isabelle knew that Anthony was there also chained and shackled. Adelaine lounged upon the silk covered bed looking like a queen and goddess waiting to be worshipped.

Adel snapped her fingers and the blonde slave didn't hesitate, taking her dark haired mistresses foot in her palm and licking her foot obediantly. Isabelle sucked her polished toes, only wanting to please her mistress and prove her loyalty to her...
 
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As Anthony watched Isabelle suck Adelaide's toes, he was sickened. Sickened not at Isabelle, she was just trying to survive, but himself. Never when he had taken her prisoner had he ever imagine she would end up like this. However, when he had taken her, he also didn't realize he would fall in love with her, he never had thought it possible that he would fall in love with anyone.

They needed to escape, that had become clear earlier in the afternoon. Anthony had been strapped down on Adelaide's bed, and she and he were engaged in a vigorous 69 when one of the girls had come in. Anthony had not seen who, for Adelaide's cunt had fully enveloped his face, but he heard clearly. "Your blonde whore is who I think the Sultan's son is looking for. Eight pounds of gold is being offered for her capture!" Luckily Adelaide had gone into a rage. "Eight pounds is nothing compared to what that whore will earn us!" However, Anthony was thinking it was as much about Adelaide's own enjoyment of Isabelle as the fortune she could make for her.

Anthony got up on his knees, "Adelaide have I not earned your trust? Don't I make you cum over and over each day, feed you my seed at the snap of your fingers...forgotten all about that stupid whore..." Anthony motioned toward his true love, "...do you have any doubt who's cunt I know crave and live to serve?"

"Wait here..." Adelaide commanded Isabelle, and walked over to Anthony and pulled out her keys. "You have earned my trust....I think you deserve a treat, shall we share your whore?" Anthony knew this was a trick question, testing his loyalty. "Must I Mistress....she is just a cheap whore now....and you are the woman I want!"

Adelaide smiled and unlocked Anthony from his chains, "Don't be silly...I want you both to serve me....watch how your whore eats my pussy...getting it nice and dripping wet for that big cock of yours!" With that Adelaide sat down in a big chair and opened her legs spreading them over the arms...."Come here whore...get my pussy nice and ready for your former lover's cock...now you are just our fluffer!" Adelaide laughed a cruel laugh as Anthony watched Isabelle move toward her and kneel before the mistress...
 
Isabelle, having no choice but to please her raven haired mistress knelt between her legs and began pleasing her with her tongue. Isabelle was totally humilated knowing her pirate captain was watching her do so. Nothing really mattered anymore, she was a whore only to be used by whoever could afford to pay the fee.

She could not even bear to look at Anthony. How he must depise her after all that had happened. Never in a thousand years did Isabelle ever dream that she would be pleasing another woman or spreading her legs for another man ! Once upon a time she had been a spoiled, pampered and privileged lady instead of the submissive female bitch that she was now !

Isabelle used her tongue and lips to get her mistresses pussy ready for Anthony's cock. It once belonged to her exclusively...it seemed like ages since he had dominated her and making her feel like a female !

The blonde slave couldn't blame Anthony if he preferred Adel over her, she was so beautiful and exotic...
 
Anthony couldn't stand seeing Isabelle gravel and serve another. He accepted much of the blame, he had captured her originally to sell for a fortune to the Sultan once he had properly trained her. However, he had been foolish to think he could enjoy such a rare jewel and not learn to covet her himself. However, much more had happened, she was so soft, so precious, so perfectly and lusciously female, he had, for the first and only time in his life, fallen deeply and irrevocably in love with her.

However, this drug induced version of her before him now, was she even that girl anymore, could he ever get her back, could she ever be his, and want to be his only, or did she covet this life, being pounded and enjoyed by cock after cock, and lapping at the nectar of Adelaide's pussy? As she lapped at at Adelaide's pussy, he could tell the mistress was in heaven, Isabelle could really, really eat pussy. Anthony reached down and gently carressed Isabelle's thick blonde hair, "May I Mistress....I think if you let me pleasure the whore's pussy, she will indulge you with even greater fervor, won't you whore?"

Anthony hated referring to her as such, but he wanted to pleasure Isabelle, and knew sacrifices needed to be made to Adelaide to allow. "Yes, Yes, do what you want to the bitch, however she pleases me best!" Adelaide reached down and began massaging her clit with one hand while her other gripped, twisted and pinched her nipple. Anthony moved in behind Isabelle, and watched as she naturally spread her legs. Did she even realize it was he who was there, what did she feel, did she feel anything?

He ran has fingers gently, lovingly up and down her lips, and soon he felt her juices on his fingers, and her gorgeous ass push back wanting more. Anthony hid is smile, but he hoped she could feel and coveted the difference of being in his hands. "Pleasure the mistress whore....let her cunt feel what I do to yours." He was playing a role, but his mouth was watering and cock was throbbing for finally, after far too long, he was again going to enjoy his love. Leaning in he spread her firm ass cheeks and let his eyes delight in the soft, glistening lips of her pussy. Not wasting a moment he leaned in and gave her a soft, sensuous kiss, before slipping his tongue deep within her folds to begin the enjoyment of her sweet, sweet nectar...
 
Isabelle's body responded to his touch. She could not deny it if she tried. The brash pirate made her feel like a natural female, so submissive and willing. So what if Belle had to share him with another, at least she was with him too...

Last night she had a dream, sometimes she didn't know the difference between a dream and reality because of all the opiates she was forced to consume but Isabelle dreamed that Anthony rescued her from this brothel and saved her from a life of sin. He carried her to safety, in his powerful arms to some remote tropical beach where they were alone. It was so romantic, her handsome hero kissed her and whispered words of endearment, telling Belle how much he cherished and would always would protect her. They made passionate love on the beach in the soft sand with the waves crashing around them and it seemed to go on forever into eternity !

Isabelle had suddenly woken with a start and slowly it dawned on her where she was and that she was alone. She couldn't help but weep...God Belle hated this place ! She had to find a way to escape but it was almost as hopeless as her future...
 
The Captain felt horrible, this was all his fault. He had taken their ship, brought her in as his slave, only to train her and sell her to the Sultan. He had known how valuable the gorgeous blonde would be, and he had thought of her initially as very expensive property, like a fine gem.

His initial thought was he needed to train her to be a perfect sex slave. He never dreamed how wrong he would be. She had become the perfect sex slave, no man could resist her, but she was so much more, he had fallen madly in love with her. Now as he was inside of her, he felt so guilty she was barely conscious, except her body reacted to his every move.

He leaned over and wrapped his hand around her neck, he knew Adelaide would like this but it gave him a chance to whisper into Isabelle's ear. "I'm so sorry my love...tomorrow we will escape...if you can hear me at all, do not drink the liquid they give you tonight....tomorrow we escape one way or the other!"
 
Her pirate hero whispered in her ear telling her that tomorrow they would make their escape together...this only caused Isbelle to go into a frenzy and ride her true lovers cock ! Anthony was going to finally save her and rescue her from this dreadful place ! If only he knew how much she hated this brothel and despised her mistress !

Isabelle took every inch of Anthony's cock inside her pussy like this could be the last time they made love. It wasn't long before her cunt spasmed and gushed all over his magnificent shaft. The southern belle belonged to him only...forever... and to no one else !

Exhausted Isabelle fell into a blissful slumber afterward as she usually did after entertaining the wealthy sheiks and merchants or whoever Mistress wanted. She often dreamed about rescued by her handsome and dashing pirate captain being swept away in his powerful arms ...perhaps tomorrow her dreams would finally become true...
 
It had been just like old times, but only better, for absence had only made the heart grow fonder and the cock grow ever harder. Isabelle was magnificent, slamming her body back into Anthony's, her juices flowing down her legs, her nipples hard with arousal, her body basically demanding every inch of his huge cock inside of her.

He loved this woman like he never would another, it was his fault she had been forced to become a whore, and it would be he, that would save her! Grabbing her hips he slammed his body inside of her, then pulling back so only the tip remained inside, and then burying his entire shaft once again until his massive balls slapped hard against her ass!

"I do not believe you have ever fucked me like that?" Whined the mistress, and she was right. For no cunt had ever satisfied him like his Isabelle, and no woman ever aroused him so. "Mistress, you must be mistaken..." He lied as he slammed into her over and over, feeling her cunt spasm and gush on his huge cock and then, and only then planting his seed inside of her.

Off she came when finished, her mouth taking his wet cock in and cleaning him as she licked and enjoyed the only man who she would ever truly belong to.

That night he made his plans, securing a sedative, that he would keep, and setting a time with the mistress...he had convinced her that she would enjoy having him fuck her ass, whiled Isabelle was underneath, licking and tongue fucking her cunt.

He was waiting to be called into the Mistress bedroom, pleased to see that Isabelle was already there when he arrived....
 
Eventually Isabelle realized that she being drugged into submission and was determined to avoid it at any cost, pretending to consume the tea but spitting it out when no one was looking. She absolutely hated serving and worshipping her mistresses pussy like a good loyal slave or serving the rich wealthy patrons that came to the brothel. Lately Mistress was keeping Isabelle to herself as her personnal pet as well as Anthoney as her stud.

Tonight was no different...

Mistress, reclining on a silken chaise spread her long shapely legs and wagged her finger...Isabelle knew what she wanted and knelt between her legs and began to lick and kiss her pussy. Adelaide liked being a queen and worshipped like a goddess that she was ! What was even better, Isabelle was a rare blonde white female, highly prized in this region and treasured by many. If and when she grew bored and tired of her slave, Adel knew she could sell her at the auction for a kings ransom.

However the former pirate captain was a different matter. The mistress planned to keep her loyal bodyguard for herself forever...

" Tell me slave bitch how much do you like the taste of my pussy ? "

" I love the taste of your pussy mistress ! " Isabelle answered obediantly.

" I want you too make me have an orgasm, and if you don't please me I may have to punish you ! " Mistress warned...

Isabelle had rarely been disaplined and wasn't really worried...she had learned to satisfy her mistress and attend to all her needs.

Mistress rang her golden bell summinging her loyal bodyguard...
 
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Adelaide was beautiful, there was no doubt, but she was as cruel as she was beautiful and Anthony hated her. *He had a small bit of powder in his hand and needed to get it in Adelaide's drink. *It was slow acting, but long lasting. *Nothing that would warn Adelaide, she would just eventually fall asleep and never realize what was happening.

As Anthony entered his mistresses suite, after being summoned, he walked in to see his love's, Isabelle's, ass up in the air, as she was down between Adelaide's legs, obediently lapping at her Mistress' cunt. *"She is very good at that isn't she Mistress?" *Anthony smiled, using all of his considerable charm. *Have you ever had another woman treat your pussy with such care and devotion?"

Adelaide thought, "I have not." *Anthony moved closer, "Don't you think she deserves a little treat, something that might so arouse her, that she ate your pussy even better than usual, making your cunt quiver in ecstacy?" *Adelaide liked that idea. *"I think if you let her be filled with my cock, giving her a good fucking, then you will feel what that translate to as she pleases you?"

Adelaide could see that but was jealous the former pirate captain might prefer the whore's cunt to her own. *"I tell you what, you can fuck her, but do not cum...and fuck only her ass. *She can prep you as she does me...but it is my cunt that shall enjoy your seed!" *Anthony loved fucking either of Isabelle's gorgeous holes and knew that Isabelle could possibly finger her own clit as he fucked her, giving her the best of both worlds.

"That is fine my Mistress, why would I want to place my seed anywhere other than inside of you...but please let me kiss you before I begin, you know how I hunger for your taste!" *Anthony was laying it on thick but Adelaide drank it up. She arched her back and as Anthony slid his tongue into her open mouth, he dropped the powder in Adelaide's wine glass.

"Mmmm, thank you mistress, nothing is as sweet and delicious as your kisses. *He moved back behind Isagelle lowering himself to tongue her ass and lubricate her tightest hole for him. *All teh time he kept an eye on Adelaide, hoping that soon she would take a drink...perhaps two... He hoped this would be the last night he or Isabelle would ever spend in this bordello...
 
Mistress was insatiable, always wanting to be pleased and worshipped. Fortunately Isabelle knew how to bring her to orgasm with her tongue first before Adelaine summoned Anthony to dutifully finish her off with his big cock. Mistress loved to humilate the white blonde slave and make Isabelle prove her loyalty to her...Isabelle hated every moment of it but their was nothing she could do about it, she was helpless and nothing but a female sex slave.

Only if Anthony would save her from her fate but he seemed dedicated and loyal to his mistress and bordello. Her once heroic manly handsome pirate captain was totally bewitched by the dark haired temptress and willing to do anything to serve her wishes. They were both using her for their own pleasure. Isabelle had never felt so betrayed...
 
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