Michael was certain he had purchased 6 concubines, yet he only saw three! The sales of concubines were known to be inexact with sales falling through for various reasons. A last minute higher bid, an escape, or someone caught selling while unlicensed. It was frustrating. A man of his station should have more harem girls! It was a status thing.<br/><br/>He hid his annoyance behind a carefully crafted diplomatic mask and simply viewed the girls. He surveyed the tall, curvy blonde called Tara and found her quite acceptable. He noted the family resemblance she shared with the tiny, young blonde Tabitha, also a good acquisition. These two he could tell would be prime servants. He then looked over to Lily and saw a girl lacking in the etiquette of the harem or even merely good company. He'd been overcharged for her, he decided. Still, sometimes the training could be fun as well.<br/><br/>He returned his gaze to Tara. "Tara, I name you, for the moment, the First of the Harem. You are in charge when I am not here. It is your duty to keep things in order and to see to the training that Lily will need. Now..."<br/><br/>He untied the silver silk sash at his waist, letting his robe fall open. He spread his arms and shrugged his shoulders, causing the robe to drop to the floor and to reveal his warrior's body.<br/><br/>Below the neck he was hairless and looked very firm. There was no sculpted 8 pack stomach, no bulging rippling pectorals. Instead he had the lean, strong, functional muscle of a warrior. His chest was tight, his stomach flat and his shoulders wide and strong. He looked like one could hit him anywhere with a 2 by 4 and it would break against him!<br/><br/>His manhood was circumcised and for the moment soft, dangling unashamedly from between his legs. The injection he'd had would make any stimulation it received cause it to engorge easily and repeatedly, but at the moment there was none.<br/><br/>"Come close, girls, and get to know your Lord."