<div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/802e/f/2011/318/7/c/arabian_nights_ftf_2011_by_j_scott_campbell-d4g52r1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Badroulbadour (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282404.msg13895765#msg13895765)<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Princess<br/><strong>Location</strong>Watching the Main Brothel Stage<br/><strong>Time</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>A few veils and a look of wonder<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>"We have arrived, my princess."<br/><br/>The genie's deep voice may have told Princess Badroulbadour that they had reached their destination but her eyes weren't so sure. It looked like just a cabin in the woods, nestled peacefully as animal scurried around it. It looked more quaint than anything. Badroulbadour's pretty Arabian face showed an uncertain expression.<br/><br/>"Are you sure, genie? I asked for excitement and this seems... cute."<br/><br/>"I assure the princess she will find what she desires here."<br/><br/>The merest hint of a smile flicked on the genie's face. Badroulbadour still had reservations but decided to trust him. After all, she was the servant of the lamp she carried. It belonged to her husband Aladdin, who was off on another one of his quests for treasure and left his sixteen year old bride alone in their palace. Most young men would love to spend their days exploring her firm nubile body but for some reason Aladdin would rather dig around in dirt with his monkey. Badroulbadour was beginning to regret letting some street rat convince her he was a prince, that sort of deception isn't exactly the foundation of a strong relationship. And his frequent excursions left with nothing to do except play with her tiger and practice her yoga. So this time she asked the genie for an adventure of her own. One magic carpet ride later and they were... here, whatever that was.<br/><br/>"Alright, genie. I'll at least give this place a peek."<br/><br/>Badroulbadour entered the cabin and was immediately overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of debauchery. A crowd was gathered around a stage where a green-skinned woman was whipping herself around a pole. Suddenly her top flew off into the audience, hitting Badroulbadour and falling to the floor. The princess didn't even notice, mesmerized by the bare green breasts on display.<br/><br/>"Yes, genie... I think this will do nicely."<br/><br/>That devilish smile appeared on the genie's face once more.