Juices Flow in This Male Harem

My morning...

I woke up in my chambers this morning surprised that the time had flown. I've been so busy lately as demands on my time and attention have kept me away from my harem.

I slowly stretch my arms above my head and the sheet slips low over my breasts. I never sleep with clothes on; I find them a hindrance and a nuisance. I enjoy the feeling of the satin slipping over my nipples before I fully come awake. Sighing, I recognize the signals my body is giving me letting me know it's been far too long since I've requested a member of the harem to satisfy my needs. Groaning in dismay, I remind myself that it will be a little while longer before I have the opportunity to invite someone to attend to me.

I eventually pull myself out of my large bed, slip on a robe, and pick up the cup of nectar sweetened tea and sip as I watch the sun rise. My balcony over looks the courtyard and I smile as I watch the Palace stir around me. Maids were heading off to the garden to pick fresh flowers for today. I hear a soft knock on my door and a young maid with Elvin features and blond hair enters the room. She curtsies quickly, and in a quiet voice asks what I require from her.
"Could you bring heated towels to my bathing chamber Aleigha? I feel the need for some hot water." I say, smiling at my favorite maid. "I have a feeling I'll need to start my day right."

Aleigha smiles back, saying "Of course, my lady. Will you have to work as long as you have the past two days?"

My smile fades as I consider the amount of work ahead of me. "I'm afraid so. With summer coming to a close I have to make plans for the fall and winter. It seems there is a never-ending mountain of details and work to oversee."

Aleigha disappears down a hallway in my chamber, and I hear the snap and crackle as she lights the fire in the bathing room. She calls over her shoulder, "The least you could do is sleep in my lady. It seems that you are not sleeping half as much as you need to and I know you've not called for any of your harem recently~so I know you aren't losing sleep with good reason."

As she comes back I smile, this time in anticipation. "On the contrary, my dear. I have very large plans for the members of my harem. Most of which will require my complete attention, and lots and lots of my time and energy. I fully expect to make up for lost time. But until I clear some of the work off my desk, I'll never get out to play."

Aleigha grins in response to my planning as she is well acquainted with the way my mind works when it comes to sex. "Well then, I do hope you finish soon."
"Go ahead and get into the water, and I'll make sure you have towels by the time you need them."

*she IS my favorite maid after all*

Walking as slow as possible, I approach my bathing chamber. Looking around, I smile in genuine delight. The room is large, with a huge fireplace spanning half of a wall. There is a vanity, with plush chair and mirror on one side, and the rest of the room is taken up with my pool and waterfall. It is one of my most favorite rooms in the Palace. Though I have been known to use the common bath house, I prefer my own when bathing by myself. The water is warm, heated by a natural spring. The main feature is a stone wall that spans the length of the bathing chamber wall. There is a shelf 8 ft up, built in a circular formation. Water pressure forces the steamy water through channels behind the stone wall, and then over the shelves. The result is a waterfall for showering. The water empties into a pool of constantly circulating water. It flows from the shelf to the pool and then out through a drain. The pool is about six feet across, four feet wide and four feet deep. There are seats built into the ledges and a set of five steps leads up into the pool and then back down into the water. There is an option to drain the pool if I want, though I've never asked how they re-fill the pool so quickly.

Today, I decide to stand under the waterfall in knee deep water and enjoy the slippery sensation as the water flows from my head to my knees. I can feel it start at my scalp, flow over my eyes, nose, and lips, down to my throat, pooling around my collarbone and then sliding over my breasts. Despite the heat, my nipples are hard, and I watch as droplets of water rush over them and create delicious shivery sensation that starts with my nipples and continues to my clit. The water flows over my stomach, and into the folds of my pussy. I feel the wetness on my thighs, and know it isn’t the water. My blood has begun to race through my veins, and I can feel the throbbing start in my clit. It has been so long... I know I want to cum, and I know I don’t have time to entertain anyone from the harem, so I decide to take matters into my own hands.
Starting at my neck, I slowly drag my hands from the junction at my shoulders, and follow the water down to my breasts. I take their weight in my hands, and slide my palms over my nipples. I draw my fingers up and over the nubs, pinching to draw out the sensation. Moaning at the feeling, I take my hands down my ribs, over my tummy and soon I can feel the lips of my pussy. A noise by the entrance catches my attention, and I look up to see Aleigha drop off the towels I had requested. As my eyes follow her gaze, I see her looking at my body and my hands as I touch myself. Eventually, she looks up, and gasps as a blush stains her cheeks. “Umm, ummm…” she stammers, trying to come up with an appropriate comment. I smile conspiratorially and wink at her. I am very open about my needs and my sex drive, and having her know that I can get myself off doesn’t bother me. I make no motions that would encourage her to leave, and so she stays, rooted to her spot apparently. Knowing she was watching just increased my desire to orgasm. I continue to tease myself by running my fingers only along the outer edge, not yet slipping inside. I know I can make myself cum quickly, but I don’t want to. Feeling the sticky wetness on the outside of my pussy I know I am close and very wet. Coating my fingers with the same wetness, I slowly slide them over my clit, circling to draw out the sensation. “Ummmmm, oh yeah…” I moan, as my fingers teasingly stroke that sensitive place. I move my fingers down further, and begin to slide them in and out of my pussy, fucking myself with two, then three fingers. My fingers begin to move faster, thrusting harder, as my other hand kneads and pulls on my breast. The warm, rushing water heightens my sensitivity, and my pussy begins to grip my fingers as I widen my stance for more balance. I can feel the sensation of being watched, but I am not concerned with anything but myself as my orgasm approaches more rapidly. I hear whimpers in the back ground, and assume it must be Aleigha. My stomach begins to tighten and a spiraling sensation begins in the pit of my stomach. “Yeeesssss……” I move my other hand down, and begin a circling motion over my clit, barely touching it. Unconsciously, I being to rock my hips to my own rhythm and my fingers work my pussy franticly. The spiraling sensation increases, and my climax rushes over me. I can feel my internal muscles gripping and throbbing around my fingers. “Ah, ah, ahhhhhhh” I hear Aleigha again, but I’m too wrapped up in my orgasm for the sound to register, and besides with the water in my eyes I couldn’t see anyway. I slow my movements, but I don’t stop- I like to draw my orgasm out as long as possible. As the aftershocks subside, I withdraw my fingers, and sink down into the pool, and perch on a seat. Sighing in satisfaction, I look up and see Aleigha sitting on my vanity chair facing my shower. She has her legs spread, and her pussy is fully exposed as she moves her fingers in and out in an increasingly faster pace. I watch as her thigh muscles tighten, and her breathing increases, her body bows up, and finally her whole body shudders. I can see as the lips of her pussy throb in time to her orgasm. Sighing in ecstasy, I can tell the exact moment when she remembers that I’m still in the room with her. She removes her hand, and closes her legs, but she doesn’t open her eyes. I smile at my accomplishments so far this morning. I’ve managed to get myself and my maid off before I even start my official day. Trying to ease her mind, as it isn’t normal for my maid to masturbate during my shower in the same room as me, I say, “Wow, I hope yours felt as good as mine did. I think I can face the rest of my day now…”

“I am soo sorry my lady. I think I got carried away” she says miserably. “I’ll understand if you want me replaced with someone else.”
“Replace you?” my disbelief was clear in my tone. “I have NO reason to do that. Now, I’m ready to get out of here, before I get so wrinkly I won’t go back to normal. Can you bring me a towel?”
With her blush still on her cheeks, she approaches me with two towels. Trying to divert her eyes, I catch them straying over my breasts and thighs. Smiling to myself, I wrap my towel around my hair, and then begin to dry myself off. Aleigha goes to the bed chamber to pull out clothes for me.

I dress quickly, knowing I have wasted precious time with my bathing. My green satin dress and soft slippers fit my mood as I want to be comfortable during my long day. As I leave my chambers, I find myself walking down the corridors towards my study. I pass a few servants and children along the way and they curtsey and murmur their “good mornings”. There aren’t many people out and about as it is still early in the morning. Finding myself in the common corridors, I continue on my path. As I draw closer to the common bathing area, I am struck by sounds of splashing.

As I draw closer to the open door, I see what appears to be Appetite’s naked ass as he faces a wall. Pausing to admire the sight, I quickly realize there is more going on here than I originally thought. Looking to the floor, I see a silky green wrap that I recognize as belonging to Edreams. Sure enough, as soon as I make the connection, I hear her moan as Appetite’s head dips down to her breast. I watch as his hand disappears from view, but I can see the stroking motion of his arm. Edreams sighs and I hear her say, “ohhh yess. More, more, just like that…..” Seeing the look of pleasure on her face, it was not hard to imagine what he was doing right.
I tell myself to keep going, but I am rooted to the spot. I promise myself just a few more seconds.
In no time, Appetite had moved himself closer to her body, and I watched as her legs came up around his waist. Picturing the length of his hard cock in my head, I visualized the head of his cock slipping just so far into her wet pussy. I know just how good this feels and wasn’t at all surprised to hear Edreams gasp in delight. Groaning deep in his throat, I watch as Appetite’s butt flexes, and I can again visualize his cock sliding deeper into her waiting pussy. By now, I’ve made myself wet again, and I know if I don’t leave soon I’ll never get my work done for the day. Moving faster, he continues to fuck her harder and faster as the water slides down both of their bodies, making their skin shiny and slick. As the sounds of pleasure echo through out the room, I finally manage to get my feet moving. There is no need to stay- I know how it will end. I smile as I walk away.

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reflections on the day...

This has been a fine day. My my, the shower time this morning time was so deeply satisfying. I certainly do believe edreams will do her utmost to keep me in good form for my late night visits into the Princess.

Speaking of the Princess. As she has been about her harem affairs today, she has glanced at me with a look of deep contentment, but yet with one of keen awareness to me. For example, one time during my inspection of new goods for the dungeon, she drew her fingernails across my chest in a mischievously playful, naughty and teasing way. I do believe the sparkle in her eye reminds me of intimate times we have enjoyed together in her chamber.

Yes, and I can understand the twinkle in edrams' eye. But pray tell, what has had an effect on maid Aleigha. She is very lighhearted and giggling today. A puzzle? No, I believe not.

And yes, one more item of concern. I have not heard from Angelique lately. I certainly wish for her to stay with us here at the harem. She has been in her guest suite for some time now. I must remember to check on her soon. I am truely concerned about her.

Humm, perhaps the Princess shall soon ask for a visit to her chamber. I certainly have been provided a robust amount of passion, in readiness for my next visit.

Now, to the dungeon to review the progress of it's renovation.
 
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This morning's shower was heavenly, the water, hot,cascading over our bodies, the complete and utter ecstasy of Appetite and how he knew just what to do, to send me over the edge of reality, dancing on delight, between conscious and sub-consicous.

mmmmmmmmmm......Well I must get dressed, it is so nice to be nude but it is damp down in the dungeon so I must wear something. Ah, I have just the thing a nice short toga made of lavender silk, warm, yet cool to the touch. As I slide the fabric over my soft body it gently caresses my breasts and my nipples stand erect and stimulated by the cool fabric's touch. I shiver feeling the goose flesh as it rises on my skin. I tie the cream colored sash around my body to set the toga just right.

I need to go to the kitchen to get something to quench the thirst and feed those hard bodied men that are in the dungeon working so hard and dillegently.

Entering the kitchen I see, Aleigha already preparing some sandwiches and Ice cold spring water for this days lunch, my, she seems positively glowing and in such good spirits too. Aleigha, I will take the lunch down to the dungeon for the workers and then you can finish preparing lunch for the Princess and the other guests here at the palace, she smiled and said thank you with such a sweet soft voice and a beautiful smile. I put the sandwiches on a tray along with the pitcher of fresh spring water, carrying it gingerly down the spiraling steps to the dungeon below. When I got there the men had already stopped work and were listening to Appetite's directions of what needed to be done next. I set down the tray of sandwiches and started pouring the water into glasses for the men. Appetite looked in my direction and smiled such a sexy smile, I winked at him and started to leave the room. As I neared the doorway, the Celtic Princess entered the room, looking absolutely beautiful as usual and she bid me a good day, as I also bade her one, she said, I trust you had a great shower this morning and looked at me with that knowing look only another woman could give!
 
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appetite said:
My dear Alicia, your sweet and tender body is so inviting. We have heard of the many exciting love fests that you have participated in, and it makes you even more inviting. To supplement those experiences is a desire I burn to fulfill with you.

You have awaited my arrival for too long, and I am here now to fulfill many pleasures. My wish is that you will allow me to entice you and give you wanton sex again and again.

With your legs spread and inviting me to come to you, I approach your lovely body. I wish to shower your soft body with feather-like kisses starting with your soft, tender, tiny neck. As I kiss and taste you neck, I begin inhaling your unique scent. Oh how very intoxicated you make me. I kiss down your chest and begin drawing your nipple to hardness. Your tender, tasty, and puffy areoles are exquisite and soft to my lips and tongue.

I suck and draw my tongue over each breast, in admiration of your beauty and tenderness. I could linger here for some time, but move down to lick and tickle your flat tight stomach. You are so beautiful everywhere. I find myself impatient in getting to your wet and waiting love mound. Oh, dear Alicia, I have desired to devour your sweet pussy for so very long. I have watched you from afar and desire has burned deep in my groin for you. Now I shall satisfy that lust and to take you to ecstasy hand in hand.

I lick around your pussy lips and flick my tongue over the tenderness of each of your lips in turn. I smell and taste you becoming wetter by the minute. I bring you to the edge of the bed, and lift up your ass cradled in my arms, allowing me to dive more closely and deeply into your wet and willing pussy. You press your hand on your clit to further excite you mound. You utter a loan moan in anticipation. Your legs drape around my shoulders and I drive my tongue deep into your pussy, licking and sucking as I go. You thrust toward me but we both sense our frustration in my not getting deep enough into you for your satisfaction. I stop and whisper a change will allow greater fulfillment.

I quickly lay on my back on the bed and you come to me, slowly settling your pussy over my waiting lips, allowing me to continue sucking and eating your pussy. You bend close to my body, allowing me to pull on your nipples. Eating your pussy and playing with your nipples has taken me to new heights of passion. With that, my cock hardens further and emits a small drop of pre-cum in anticipation of entering you. Your excitement is intense and you move to sit more fully on my face with your pussy pressing against my mouth and tongue. I move and rock to allow my deeper tongue entry. I commence trying to clean you of your juices, but hold some in reserve for later use to bathe around my cock and balls.

You bend down and take my hard, hot cock in you warm mouth. The feeling of your lips and mouth is causing me to suck in my breath with a groan. You stroke and suck, and occasionally fondle my sac, until I am fully prepared. As you grind your pussy into me, you are in such a high state of arousal, it transmits from your pussy to my mouth, and from your tongue to my cock.

You scream, ?I must have your hard cock deep into my cunt, now, now, NOW.? You move and as you turn and begin to mount my cock our eyes lock in our combined lust.

Your passion is at a peak and begs me to fuck you hard and fast with no waiting. Your beautiful pussy encircles my rod, and you move up and down my on my cock head. As it is drawn partly out of its sheath, I watch only to have you drive my cockhead deeper into you. As you scream, you beg me to cum with you. A last thrust by you puts me as deep as I can go into you. We cum together hard and our cum mixes as our climax rolls on and on. I can?t help but sigh, and think, ?Just to feel your pussy capture and take my cock, is heaven.? We collapse in each other?s arms breathing harshly together. With you laying full length on my body, we struggle to find the desire to move, and you slowly drift off to sleep in my arms. For you are now a petite, spent and exhausted lover, with which I desire many more nights together. I cover you tenderly and quietly slip out into the wee hours of the morning.

Appetite
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Whew! Wow! Was it as good for you as it was for me?:devil: :rose: :kiss:
 
Alaicia is back to visit briefly...

Our time of fucking was so very, very good, dear Alicia.
I have thought about my night with you many times and have longed for your return.

I hope you can stay for a while again. I would like to be back in to visit you and tempt you. I have a hard cock for you, and you may get it after you beg for it.
 
Thank you so much Bashfull the flowers are simply lovely, I will put them in the main entry way, where they will be admired by all that visit the Palace. Please stop by again soon!
 
Bashfull's Flowers

*walking by the beautiful arrangement*

Thank you so much for the wonderful gift Bashfull. You are always so thoughtful and your flowers bring a smile to my face through-out my busy day.

You know, I do need a new gardener... Would you be interested in tending to my flowers on occasion?


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good morning all

As I stretch, I wake slowly. The best I can recall, a gift of cut flowers has been given to the Princess. Ah yes, thank you Bashfull for that kind gesture. That was very thoughtful of you.

Our Princess is right. Your help in tending the cut flower garden would be of great assistance. And further, it would win you the favor and attention of the ladies here in the palace.

A single red rose on the pillow of each well-made bed has been my intention for some time. Could we perhaps talk about selecting the best rose to grow?

Why am I tired this morning? That's it. A long palace working session with Princess and edreams last night. After their persistent attention to detail the session yielded interesting changes to our introduction material. Hopefully, these changes will aid in our efforts to increase the passionate activity in the palace. Whew, those two drive a hard bargain. Grinning to myself, I think "I do love my many tasks here". :devil:

And lo, I did come out of the work session with my tunic intact. However, many of their jesting comments will remain in my head.

And now, a long sip from my fresh coffee, as I step into my morning shower.

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Pushing away from the desk, and streching my arms above me, I roll my head across my shoulders to work out the kinks. I feel a slight lessening of tension as I look down at my desk. The stack of crop reports was still yet to be read, however the endless pile of documents requiring my signature has dwindled.
I look towards the sundial, and realize it is time for the midday meal. For a moment, I wonder why no one brought me food. I then remember that I requested that I not be disturbed until I left the office or called for someone.
I leave the room, absently walking the halls, and stopping every so often to glance out the windows. From three levels up, the flowers look like a canvas, dotted with color and sprinkled with light.
I find myself walking down the winding staircase, and it gets more chilled. I feel my nipples tighten and push against the fabric of my dress. The sound of running water gets louder, and I finally pull myself out of my internal musings to realize where I've wandered.
The dungeon...

I smile in anticipation, I can't wait to see how far the repair and renovation have come along, as well as the muscular, sexy men doing the work.



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Just a brief hello.......I will read more later.

Thank you to appetite for the invitation.





I wonder if now and then you might babysit 'lust' for me? :devil:



~Desire~
 
Desire & lust said:
Just a brief hello.......I will read more later.

Thank you to appetite for the invitation.





I wonder if now and then you might babysit 'lust' for me? :devil:



~Desire~

Yes, Desire. I am certain the ladies in the harem would be eager to shower 'lust' with their attention. They strive for and accomplish the gift of sexual satisfaction. And by the same token, we will shower you with lustful attention to meet your desires.

Please do make yourselves at home in you first visit with us.

...maid, prepare a room for their time of stay...
 
continuing on my midday stroll

I walk down the stairs, feeling the chill on my skin. The winding aspect makes me slightly dizzy, and the steps are small, forcing me to take care as I travel the path downward. I soon come to a large wooden double door, re-enforced with steel bands. The guard at the door bows, and opens the one on the left so that I may enter.
The noise of activity, previously muffled by the heavy oak, now hits my ears full force. The clang of a hammer echoes, steam hisses, and there are several people engaged in conversation as I enter. My presence never goes un-noticed though, and soon all activity comes to a halt. One by one, the workers bow, and my female staff curtsy. I am not surprised to find several of the maids and seamstresses down here.
”Please, continue your work”
My gaze snags on several of the metalworkers who have been brought in for the numerous projects involving steel. Tall, with bulging muscles in their chest, arms, and abs, they were certainly a sight to behold! My panties grew damp as I eyed their packages clearly outlined in their leather pants. Oh the things I have been missing… tearing my eyes away from the brawny man to the left of me, I tried to evaluate the progress. Sneaking back for one last look, my eyes collide with his honey colored brown ones, and like the self-assured man he must be, he winked at me.
Looking around the main chamber, I see where my instructions are being followed. There are four steel cages being constructed in the four would-be corners of the room.*the room happens to be round*
Along the walls, there are various areas of hand and feet restraints, with down lining I notice with approval as I fondle the one closest to me. In the center of the room, a large bed frame with the same type of restraints in several positions stands without a mattress or linens. Fascinated, I watch as a near-by blacksmith pounds out another bar for the cage. Sparks fly as the hammer makes contact, and his forearms ripple with his efforts.
Re-directing my thoughts, yet again, as well as my gaze, I take in the parameter of the main chamber. Several hallways lead off in passages all around the room. Along the back wall, a small freshwater stream runs. The water’s path is maintained through out the rooms on the second hallway. From what I’ve seen this is the same stream that exits the Palace into the forest, and continues in a winding path to Edream’s home.
Each hallway has several closed off rooms on either side. Some of the rooms serve purposes, and some are left for storage. After the locks to the doors are finished, the rooms can be decorated and covered in linens. I’m particularly looking forward to the room I’ve asked to be covered in satin. Some of the rooms in the hallways have beds, some have cots, many have pillows, and some have straw mats. I’ve deliberately tried to cater to many different tastes, even if they don’t match mine.
Down the third hallway, in the second room on the left, there is a passage that leads to the servants sleeping quarters. A similar chamber is located in the fifth hallway, third room on the right that leads to the Harem wing of the Palace. These were placed when the Palace was built for entirely different reasons than I intend to use. The old theory was that servants and members of the Harem would need an easy escort to the dungeon when the dared defy their orders. Sighing in anticipation, I continue my inspection...
 
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Again I must pack up my life and continue to the journey to a new home. Each one is temporary comfort for the pains endured by one who works so intently at his labors. The day’s pay seems of little value when one has no one with which to share it. This vagabond life has surely grown tiresome and my current open home in the woods becomes cold in the damp nights.

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As I prepared to leave, I thought back to the night I found the Princess. I wondered to myself the reason for the kindness the noble lady has extended to me, in the invitation to work at her estate.
Trying to shake the jaded preconceptions that have shaped my soul into one so untrusting, I pack my tools into their bags and look around.


She was kind and said precious little when she stumbled across my sleeping body in the dark. The silence betrayed questions of curiosity, as the darkness shadowed my features.
She spoke only in single words and broken fragments. Verbal thoughts that took a forceful air when they left the beauty of her lips betrayed the appearance of her innocence.

She could not see me well, but I could find the moon shining on her face, full and bright.


A princess she is indeed. The gifts of love and lust would surely be showered on a woman so vibrant. Her mere presence in the forest caused the wind to stop and listen. Reasons for her travel at that hour were of no one’s concerns but hers. The woods and I both knew not to ask that question. However, the keen eyes of a lustful vagabond do rarely go unsatisfied and as such knew of one possibility.

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A stream runs along the woods edge and snakes it’s way beyond my limited horizon. The cruck near the stream is home to one of the most luscious wenches the Princess has befriended and uses. I know of not the beginning or end of the stream, but the lady of this house has long since captured not only my attention, but the attention of the Princess as well.

This mason’s mark I have pounded into capstone and cornerstone alike to identify my work is silently still when beauty is nearby.

The lady’s lively sparkle is what drew me to settle in this spot for a few days. The freelance work routine was wantonly broken by the chance to see her move. Tasks that would appear to be mundane to some were exciting when brought to life by the desirous curves enacting them; long golden hair flowed as she carried her wares in the wicker.

The soft features melted into the warm colors she chose to wear. Even her simple laundry chores became my sole source of satisfaction. I couldn’t help but move to better positions to see more of her as the stream splashed soakingly.

Occasionally she would turn in my direction and the full vision of her breasts would exceed my eager anticipations. At times I thought maybe she knew I was there and wore the thin gauze blouses for the purpose of my arousal. At last, she never called for me to come, or the ecstasy could have been achieved.


The stories I have of this lady’s subtle revealing and erotic enticements are many and worthy of sharing. I see her leave quite often. Sometimes to the village and times she follows the stream that I was told to follow. Perhaps she follows the Princess back to the estate after the occasional afternoon tryst. I can see why the Princess is a guardian of the wenches services, for I desire some of those services myself.
Fate smiled kindly the day the pleasure ran over and the Princess was heading home in the dark.


I will surely take the images of her sensuality, which have been burned into my mind. Desire is hot; lust is the glowing fire that forges the steel of our actions.
My bags of tools, my many and varied skills and a history of rumor is far less than the total of my existence. However that is what I gather in order to begin my journey to the Princess’ Estate.

I will follow the stream and search out the Custo named Appettite, the one she has entrusted the duties of the estate. I will take to him the special consideration she conveyed and ask for his acceptance.

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The laws of the Guilds could never temper my insurgent spirit, but I can willingly submit to the rules of the Princess. I have seen the true intent of the Guilds through the blood and sweat of my labors, and it is oppressive. I have seen the true spirit of the Princess in the moonlight and it is forceful, yet she attempts to conceal the genuine spark of warmth.

 
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Journey to the Princess estate

To the Custo I go to seek his approval for room and board to help finish the renovations. Lugging along the satchels of tools gets to be
tiring after a while so a good pace is maintained.

Following along the stream, I find myself lost in thought for the coming prospects. From hamlet to village the same fate is certain. As word of my skills begin to spread, the masters of the Guild invariably show up to demand their unearned fees.

2 pence in one town can be 20 in another as the greedy bastards feed on the backs of the peasant laborers. They may catch up to me yet to demand more, but my tithe is honorable at least.

Passing the workers in the field I see them in their flailing for the harvest. The resourcefulness of the poor is ingenious, with the schafe becoming a new roof for the better homes or a cruck house.
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They know of the necessity to share in order to survive. I stop to swap stories along the way and laugh. The laughter is one thing that cannot be taken.
The harvest sun beats down and I am stripped to the waist and soaked whenever the path dips near the stream. As the water runs down my darkened chest it finds it's way further still and the chill is a refreshing shock.
Sunbleached hair is now dripping onto my back. Again I pour the cold water over my head, making sure to soak all of me, and I continue.

The voices break my thoughts at first. I'd been humming some special melodies and at first they were just a part. Then the children's laughter began to rise, and the lady's voices lilted slightly above them. As I came up to the crest of the knoll, the vision of the estate became clear.



Vast and modest simultaneously, I took in the magnificent stonework that I would soon be a part of. I wound my way up the neweled stairs and navigated my way to the
barbican. I assumed the parapet would not be empty in such a fortified structure and I was not disappointed.
The man's voice silenced the laughter and asked for the meaning of my approach.

I stated simply that I was sent to apply to the custo named Appetite for work in the service of the Princess. He stared at me warily, considering the consequences of my possible deception. I stood patiently, unmoved by emotion but wishing to rest from the journey.
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A few of the residents or guests of the manor smiled and waved in our direction. I waved back a greeting and shoute a good day to them. Someone had possibly recognized me from prior work in one of the villages. Or it could again have been the random kindness of a stranger that graced me. It seemed to put the guard at ease and he agreed to send for Appetite.

I had little time to prepare my introduction as he was crossing the bailey almost immediately. The relief I detected in his reception was directed distinctly at the satchels of tools that lay by my feet.
I conveyed the status of special consideration of my application and he nodded in approval. A strong handshake is the first sign of a man's character. The roughened condition of my hands is a constant reminder of the daily work and wear.
I had sensed his initial trust in my sincerity and commitmentment to fufilling the desires of the Princess.
We headed through the courtyard and the voices began again behind us as we passed.


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~~Evening Appetite~~

GoodDay sweet Appitite, I see that you have been most busy indeed as of late, I noticed this new craftsman wondering around, if his abilities as a craftsman come even close to his abilities as a writer, your Princess will be very well served.

{{appetite}} keep in touch hun:kiss:


{{{Ruminator}}} Iam Impressed :kiss: but then I did have a feel about you! :kiss:
 
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first conversation with Rum

Rum, I shall call you, until you indicate otherwise. Your special consideration does indeed carry much weight. The Princess is correct in saying we need a closer management of our work in the dungeon. As you may have heard, many are abuzz with talk about the opening of the dungeon. We will need you first to review the renovation plans with me for details. There are several items behind schedule and are delaying the project completion. I need your firm hand in the management of the work. I will also need yo to cronicle our renovation which will be placed in our castle archives. This renovation detail will also be published to the village to increase interest in harem membership.

Your room is being prepared as we speak. we will drop you things there, and then continue on for an introduction to the Princess. Now, if you would, get all your belongings and follow me...
 
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GoddessOfSouls said:
GoodDay sweet Appitite, I see that you have been most busy indeed as of late, I noticed this new craftsman wondering around, if his abilities as a craftsman come even close to his abilities as a writer, your Princess will be very well served.

{{appetite}} keep in touch hun:kiss:


{{{Ruminator}}} Iam Impressed :kiss: but then I did have a feel about you! :kiss:

Ah, Goddess, dear. What a pleasure it is to have you visit us again. You have always been close to my heart.
Rum, our new craftsman, will be a definite contribution in our dungeon renovation. We also have other projects in mind for him. And he very may well become our castle chronicler. We are indeed, impressed, with his command of the language.
You visit and recognition of his writing skills is an endorsement in itself.

I shall stay in touch with you. And perhaps, you will now visit more often.

Appe:kiss:
 
finding Princess

Rum,
let us now venture over near the chamber where Princess normally stays. She asked me to bring you to see her as soon as you arrived. I trust your accommodations are to your liking. Feel free to wait here in the entry hall for Princess. She indicated she would be speaking with you very soon and giving her official welcome. I will have some wine brought to you. Again, welcome to the harem.
 
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Rum,
let us now venture over near the chamber where Princess normally stays. She asked me to bring you to see her as soon as you arrived. I trust your accommodations are to your liking. Feel free to wait here in the entry hall for Princess. She indicated she would be speaking with you very soon and giving her official welcome. I will have some wine brought to you. Again, welcome to the harem.

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Our footsteps echoed off of the uneven surface of the walls and rolled back to us from the arches of the vaulted ceilings. The individual entries in the maze of corridors would each absorb the sounds as we passed by them. Appe stopped abruptly to dispatch one to ensure my quarters were ready and to remind of the last orders of the Princess and then we continued.

Late afternoon sun found it’s way through the notches of the main parapets and was guided in by the well-placed clerestory windows.

The architecture was magnificent and at times I had to remember to listen to the instructions Appe was giving me. There was still much work to be done and some of the special materials in need were becoming more difficult to procure.

Appe also took great care in retelling the tale of a few who had passed before me in a less successful bid.
When curiosity overcame me, I was compelled to inquire of the possible return of these nonconforming masters; on the chance I might lose my position.
Appe suddenly laughed loud and hard and slapped me on the back as a supportive measure and shook his head. No, no parts of them would ever be seen again,

I was subsequently reassured. With another wry smile. He mentioned how their failings to please had brought about their fate, but indeed it could be said they were still very much a part of the estate.

Fear is a motivator and stress can be the fire that tempers the weapons of steel. Without this action both spirit and steel could break in the poundings of battle. My spirit’s been forged over the years and all brittleness has been removed. I will do well.


Voices could be heard slipping out from under the doors as we passed them. Collections of intense pleasure and playfulness with random sounds of struggle were intriguing and delightful Much to this masonry mosaic I thought, and would continue to do just that.

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The minutes could be hours with my anticipation to see her again. My heart began to skip quickly as I recalled her features in the moonlight, but that treat must be delayed if she is not present soon. I began pacing back and forth, extending the path with each reversal, and moving further from her door.
The Princess would just have to wait until a more convenient time for me I had decided, and made my last pivot.


As I walked past her chamber to pursue the passage to the lower levels, the sun danced a last number as it slid down the wall and transformed into a shadow. The hour was getting late, but it did not dampen my excitement for a new project.
I passed through many chambers and corridors along my way. I tried to soak in as much as possible but was compelled to keep up the pace. The artwork was magnificent, but the monetary value was lost on me in my informal education. Alcoves recessed in the walls held the more valuable pieces I’m sure, due to the flurries of activity I had witnessed already. This palace was always abuzz with life and laughter. One could feel the energy in the air.

Descending staircases from one level to the next, I passed by the staff that was engrossed in their duties. As the various servants went about the lighting of wall sconces I was struck by the vision of one fine woman who appeared to be no more than a waif. Her features were nearly hidden by the loose fitting garment but a near inaudible eek had revealed her presence.


She was standing on the stringcourse and stretched upward as far as possible to reach the wick head to light. Condensation from the wall had pooled on the stones and she did not realize her poor footing when she stepped up. In a dance like motion, she was instantly airborne with arms flailing to latch onto anything. The torch catapulted end over end and began its tumble down the winding neweled steps of stone.

Instinctively I rounded and caught her, preventing a painful tumble that would follow the torch. Even in the dim light, her eyes sparkled when they met mine. A smile of gratitude was glistening in the green and she spoke her soft words of thanks. In retrospect, I’m sure I held her for several moments longer than was necessary or perhaps even polite. She made no effort to extract herself from my arms and we shared a warm introduction.

Quite quickly my excitement grew for the new acquaintance and she whispered in my ear her recognition of the physical change. Even in the dim light she could sense my blushing and that seemed to encourage her teasing nature. As she slid he arms tighter around my neck I was lost in her and nearly missed the tapping on my shoulder. Workmen were trying to pass on the stairs carrying a stout wooden beam on their shoulders.
The lady whispered promises for the future in my ear as we released from each other and moved to the side.

The torch had stopped at the bottom of the stairs and the glow drew my gaze to the first glimpse of the dungeon. I said farewell to my new friend, for there seems to be no goodbyes here, and followed the workmen down the steps.
I could see the wide expanse and the disarray of materials and devices it held. Much had been done and the vision of how it would finish was in reach.

The stone turrets rounded the 4 corners nicely and the silica sparkled in the finishes. Clangs of metal being shaped grew louder now and the echoes were coming closer together. I passed through the different groups, unnoticed for the most part, as most continued their work undisturbed.

Along a far wall stood a long strong oak table that served many purposes I could see. At one end sat a few who were finishing their drinks in what looked to be a short break. Papers were arranged in what can only be described as casual chaos. My first impression was to clear this table with one sweep of the arm, and immediately the vision of replacing that chaos with the tart from the stairs came to mind. Heaving a heavy sigh, I knew that too must wait and my energies directed at finishing this work.
 
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I must get with Rum and finalize our dungeon efforts. Many of us are eagerly awaiting it's completion. My dear Princess has called me for the time being and i shall seek her out. We have not talked in some time, and i miss her dearly.

Ah yes, and to welcome sweet Lushisss on her visit. She tells me she has an interest in the harem affairs; and i certainly do have may interests in her. Her arrival will be soon, and if she still intends to help in the manner she mentioned in the market the other day, we will become an even more exciting family.

So much to do and even more to enjoy. And where has Edreams been lately. I wish she would get out of that room for a spell. Now, there is an exciting gal.

Princess, oh Princess....
 
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A new visitor...

PepperTed said:
wow this looks amazing




Why thank you Ted. I love having new visitors to my Palace...

Enjoy your stay while you are here, should you need anything, just stop a servant and make your request. I assure you, they will do their utmost to bring you or give you whatever you want.

Please let me know if your stay is unsatisfactory and I will do what I can to rectify the problem.


I do hope you stick around, I'm sure my dungeon will be finished soon, as my new craftsman is already hard at work....*sigh*. I really can't wait to get in there.....


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My dearest Princess , I come to you today with my head bowed and and on my knees. To ask your permission to become your "panty slave / ass worshiper". It would be my duty to pleasure you anytime and any place you desire. You could sit on my face for hours at a time With my tongue firmly playing with your wet cunt and juicy ass hole. I would also have to clean your soiled panties with my tongue. You could also use me to pleasure your friends as well. I would be available to you for whatever pleasures you desire. :rose: Pleasr consider my humble request to worship your ass :kiss:
 
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