The Dancing Girl...

[LittleRedDevil]

My skin burned with the blush that crept up my cheeks. Was this really how things were? Was I supposed to just except my fate? I wasn't born to this life, why didn't anyone understand that? I was supposed to be a wife, not a conqubine.

I turned to her, my voice wavered a little in fear, even though I was trying hard not to show it, "Please don't leave me." Was that really my voice? That little whisper of a child. I had to be strong, and maybe one day I would leave this place. Maybe one day I would be free.

 

[Merelan]

I looked back at her. Not leave her. Did she not know I was a slave, like her, at my Master's command. She did not fully realize her position.
"I shall stay you as long as Master chooses. You don't ned to fret so, it cause wrinkles. Besides. I will let him know this is your first encounter. He shall be gentle. If you obey him."

 

[LittleRedDevil]

Obey him? Could I really do that? Could I put my pride aside and obey the commands of the sheik?

"I don't know if I can. I'm not from here. I know I'm stubborn and proud and spoiled, I don't know if I can do what you ask of me."

I looked at her pleadingly, "Will you help me?"

 

[Merelan]

I softly pet her cheek, wantint to kiss the tears away.
"Yes, my dear. As much as I am able. Tomorrow we will laugh together over your fear. But for now, we shall retire and complete your attire."
I planned on rouging her pale cheeks alittle, and her nipples, but maybe not. I would see how she looked in the candlelight.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

She lead me into his chambers. My eyes rounded at what looked to be a thousand candles lighting the room. It was large and decadant, like nothing I had ever laid eyes on before. She sat me amongst the many cusions, and left for a moment, I waited anxiously for her return.

 

[Merelan]

I settled her in the cushions, and left for a bit. I needed to quickly adjust my attire also. I slipped into the deep red robe he liked. It only tied at the bosom. I pulled my hair up and pinned it back, letting a few curls escape. Then touching an oil he liked to my neck, belly and knees, I was done. This was her night.
I picked up the small tray with the wine and cheeses I had ordered. We would need something. I saw they had added a few of the grapes. Mmmm. It wasn't often we were allowed those. Passing back into his chambers I saw her, trying to look calm. She looked like an angel reclining there. So sweet, and shy. Yet the spark in her eye again warned me of her temper. He would control that. She jumped at my noise in entering.
"Stay there. I will join you. We have time to have a bit to eat before he arrives. A rumbly belly can spoil the mood." I handed her the wine as I settled next to her. Hoping it would help her relax a bit.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

The wine was sweet and warm. It made me feel warm and tingly all over. It also helped to calm my nerves. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until she offered me a piece of cheese. I devoured it with abandon, and it was replaced with another. The wine and the food combined to make eyes grow heavy. She seemed to know, and she laughed softly. "Sleep little one. I will wake you when it is time. You will need your energy."

I laid back amongst the cusions, and soon my head was filled with my dreams.

 

[Merelan]

I watched her for a bit, so young, so beautiful. I laid back also, just resting, but the warmth, the wine, and soon I too was lightly dozing. my arm stretched out, my hand lightly resting on her arm.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

I walked quickly through the candlelit corridors of the Alcazar to the Alhambra - my palace. The graceful arches always calmed me and reminded me of my home in Fez. The tinkle of water in the fountains was soothing. I passed through the court of the lions - one of my favorite places.

Turning the corner, I approached my quarters. The guards came to attention. I waved my hand diffidently and bade them be at ease.

I paused in the entrance to my favorite room. It was strewn with pillows. A small smile crept across my face. My long time slave has dozed off. I see she is wearing my favorite red robe. And the new slave - her fair hair, tresses long, eyes closed, and the robe that my servant chose suited her. Sheer, the bodice cut to let her nipples poke through - a truly lovely sight. I walked to the table and plucked a few grapes and then served myself a goblet of wine. One thing about this country - their wine is very very good.

Silently, I settled down on the cushions and waited for them to awake - I remember that I told my long time slave that she would enjoy the night as well........

 

[Merelan]

His presence woke me. I jumped. I couldn't believe it. I, I had dozed. I sank to my knees, a tear slipping down my face.
"Master. Forgive me. I was distracted from your service."
Knowing in my heart he would find this amusing. He woudn't have minded what I saw in my minds eye. Two beautiful woman, laying there waiting for him.
I stayed silent, still.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

"Be still, little one. You have done well. A brief rest will fortify you for the evening ahead." As I spoke I smiled. I reached out and ran my hand over her head - and then brushed the tear away. Although we Moors have a reputation for cruelty, our servants are well treated if they are obedient.

"Is she ready for the evening, little one," I asked? My hand pointed to the sleeping beauty on the cushions beside us.

 

[Merelan]

I nuzzled his hand on me. I loved him so. He was gentle, yet firm. I knew where I stood with him, what he expected.
"Yes." I whispered. "Master, she is a virgin. She is frightened and scared. I am not sure she even knows what to expect. I tried to calm her, but she, well." She was stirring. Her eyes fluttering open. She caught sight of him and went rigid, that fearful lost look back in her eyes, along with the defiant one.
I reached out my hand to her, motioning her to me. Slowly she responded, keeping to the opposite side of me from Master.
"Is she not lovely Sir? Her skin, so fresh, and that hair."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

"She is indeed lovely. And a virgin, of course. Does she speak our language well enough to understand us?"

As I spoke I kneaded her neck. Then I bent and whispered in her ear, "Little one, she has a flash of defiance in her eyes. Surely she understands her position here?"

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I stood there like a statue. Understand my place? I was a princess and nothing he would ever do to me would change that. My eyes glittered with my anger. I was trying so hard not to cry. He was arogant and powerful, and soon I would be his slave.

[Edited by LittleRedDevil on 01-19-2001 at 07:26 AM]

 

[Merelan]

"Master, she does not quiet understand yet. But, with your guidance, she will. She will." Holding out and taking her hand in mine. Squeezing it for reassurance.
"Yes, she has learned enough of our language. She seems a fast learner, aren't you darling?"

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I nodded but did not take my eyes from him. I had noticed long ago that his servants did not look at him directly, they looked at the floor or at his feet. It was the one defiance I allowed myself, he seemed amused by it. Many times our eyes had clashed.

"...aren't you darling?"

I nodded still looking at him. His eyes glowed warmly. I could tell he would enjoy the evening. Whether I did or not remained to be seen.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

Removing my hands from my long time loyal slave's shoulders, I held out my hand to the fair one. "Come here and sit by me. I will not hurt you." Turning, I refilled the three goblets with my own hand. As I poured, I thought, "This one has spirit. She must have noble blood in her veins."

Speaking to her once again - slowly, for our language must be difficult I asked, "How did you come to my palace? And what land do you call home?"

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I looked at his hand, not really sure I wanted to take it. "I speak your language well. My maid servant was from your land, and taught me many things. How did I come to this place? My father's ship was attacked by pirates, and they sold me to the highest bidder on the aution block. Thanks to you, I have no home anymore. Should I return, I would bring shame to my family."

I bit my tongue before more of my bitterness fell from my mouth. I had surely pushed him beyond his limit.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

As the word spilled from her lips in a rush, I examined her for a few moments. Her spirit was attractive; so different from the slaves that had been born into service. "You have called my galleys pirate ships. They may seem that way to you, but they scourge the seas and make them safe for commerce. You were sold; but, occasionally, a slave may earn freedom. It all depends on how the slave behaves. I myself freed a man just last week. He is now a full citizen of our Moorish land." With these words I told her where she stood in our society.

"Come here, sit by me," I commanded. I waved to my loyal slave; indicating that she should retire for the moment. My eyes, however, told her to not stray far.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I wanted to scream that I was not a slave, but I knew it would do no good. I smiled at him as I sat beside him, but the smile did not reach my eyes. His hand stroked up and down my back, while he sipped his wine. He didn't say anything, just sat like that, rubbing my back. The silence grew thick, and soon my fear returned, but I buried it deep. I could only sit there and wait for his next move.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

Her stiffness bespoke of her fear. Virgins always fear the unknown. I set my goblet down and slipped my arm around her shoulders. I pulled her closer; her resistance momentary. I turned her head to mine and kissed her full on the lips - a slow, gentle kiss. I sensed that this one needed to be wooed. Her passion lay just beneath the surface. I could see it in those flashing eyes. As our lips met, I let the tip of my tongue touch her lips. My hand was firm and strong around her shoulders......

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I wanted to pull away, but his arms stopped me, and soon his mouth did too. My lips tingled where they touched his. It was a soft kiss, not forceful, but I could sense he wanted more. His tongue traced the seem of my lips, and not really sure what I was doing, but sure that I wanted it, I parted my lips for him.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

the shiek

As her lips parted, I sensed her relax. I slipped the tip of my tongue into her mouth; letting it search for hers. As we kissed I became aware of her scent - the lotions and perfume that my slave had anointed her body with were subtle - yet sensual. My left hand rested on her thigh - not moving, just letting her feel my strong hand on her body. I wanted to take her at once, but I knew that if she was willing my pleasure would be heightened. As we kissed, I saw my slave standing in the shadow of an arch - watching.....

 

[Merelan]

Watching from the archway I was aroused. I knew just how those lips felt. My body cried out for him, for her to wrap her arms around him and make him take me.
But I knew she needed this, this gentleness. His touches on her were soft, like a lovers trying to woo her. Yes, that was what he was doing. I drew a sheer curtain across, so that I could see and hear, but would be obscured from view, though I knew he had seen where I was.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

I felt his hand on my thigh, and my body stiffened. My hands went instinctively to his chest to push him away, but my fists crumpled the front of his tunic, not pulling or pushing him away, but holding him in place like an anchor. I felt the heat begin and tentatively touched my tongue to his.