[Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge
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				Title: <strong>[Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-08-2011, 23:31:52</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0c/John_frederick_lewis-reception1873.jpg)</div><br>In the large palace of the Sultan Hakim, a well guarded area revealed itself to be the home of his Harem. Its decorated hallways had ornaments of fertility and pictures depicting an array of sexual positions. The largest room in the Harem Wing was the Day Room, the place where the Harem Girls spent most of their time. It was also the place they went to entertain guests.<br><br>Mosaics on the floor, with a long Pool dominating the center of the room. Around the pool were an assortment of loungers, all big enough for at least two people to fit onto. Deep Alcoves, complete with padded cushions (see picture) provided comfortable places to set and semi-private areas for the couplings that went on. <br><br>A doorway on the East Side leads out into a small courtyard with another pool, with doorways surrounding it. These are the private rooms of the Harem girls.<br><br>-----<br><br>An Enuch had been sent to assemble all the Harem Girls along the edge of the pool in their day room. He had explicit instructions for them as well: all the girls, and the Harem Queen, were to line up and be naked, and await the arrival of the Sultan and his special guest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>27-08-2011, 02:58:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk8/hornerjs82/wizazystka_wroclaw_37-1-1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <em>Leila 'Haversham'</em><br><strong>Age:</strong> Eighteen<br><strong>Position:</strong> Harem Girl<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Music Inspiration(for fun):</strong></span> <em><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Habibi(Sawah) - Ishtar (Alabina)</span></em> (http://youtu.be/me1EAmxfoLw)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Location:</strong> Heading to Day Room, Summoned</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Notes:</strong> <em>New to the Harem, untouched.</em></span><br><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>Leila'd been primped, bathed, and plucked completely but for brows and hair on her head(she'd wept) - and in some places that as yet brought a blush to high, sculpted cheekbones - to within an inch of her life, she was sure.&nbsp; Her father, a local sheik, had chosen the wrong side in recent days - thus - as the youngest of her female siblings - had been granted in tribute to <em>Sultan Hakim Abdullah</em>.&nbsp; It had not been what she'd expected to do in her life - though - what was a woman to do?&nbsp; Marry and tend things until they were too old or blind to do anything but lecture and be ... well, old.&nbsp; Her mother had been on an touring group of English nobility years previous - and as her father would have called it - lucky to have been 'borrowed' in a rather permanent way from her family - the Earl and Countess of Haversham.&nbsp; <br><br>With pride it was then that she'd been given her mother's family name - Haversham - and the personal name 'Leila' due to being born in the middle of the night.&nbsp; Of course, no one here really cared about all that.&nbsp; It hadn't taken her long to figure out that in the Sultan's palace - she was just another girl that was maybe pretty enough but for her brilliant and striking blue eyes.&nbsp; Dark hair slid over narrow and graceful shoulders having a bit of a waviness to it while being very soft.&nbsp; She was quite tall, though not so slender with hips pleasing to look upon - or so the women in charge of them liked to say - they also tended to pinch a bit - and she did not at all care for that.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Lelia had kept quiet, though watched the other girls plenty in the hopes that she wouldn't do anything entirely foolish to earn the wrath of her new lord.&nbsp; She'd let them curl her hair and all the rest - but the last straw had been taking away her clothing.&nbsp; "... Must we really go ... out there, with ... nothing on?"&nbsp; She'd spoken the local language with an accent that didn't really hide her foreign ancestry.&nbsp; After a light slap to the rear, she'd moved quick with a soft yelp.&nbsp; Her skin warm and pale brown had been massaged, rubbed with subtly scented oils.&nbsp; Being but eighteen and never having so much as seen a man in intimate fashion a faint tremor lay to her flesh.&nbsp; High, firm breasts that were just more than a handful for a man with large hands with their dusky rose nipples standing in relief.<br><br>As she moved to a group of women that had begun to take to a line - she hoped that this would not go ... badly.&nbsp; What ever that was supposed to mean.&nbsp; The instructions she'd been given about how things worked here spun in her head.&nbsp; One thing stood out - don't slouch, and don't speak unless addressed ...</span> <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>30-08-2011, 00:49:16</strong>
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				Sasha was new to the harem herself, and followed behind Layla, sensing the other girl's shyness, and hoping the two of them might possibly become friends, being in similar circumstances.&nbsp; She kept her eyes down, her own cheeks warm from having so many other eyes focused on her without clothing on.&nbsp; She still hurt from where she'd been plucked, but she tried to ignore it as she moved into the line, remembering the rule about not speaking unless she was spoken to, but giving Layla and the others a shy but warm smile, nervous about what was undoubtedly expected of her, but curious too, and hoping she wouldn't be a disappointment.
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				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>30-08-2011, 01:14:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk8/hornerjs82/wizazystka_wroclaw_37-1-1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <em>Leila 'Haversham'</em><br><strong>Age:</strong> Eighteen<br><strong>Position:</strong> Harem Girl<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Music Inspiration(for fun):</strong></span> <em><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Habibi(Sawah) - Ishtar (Alabina)</span></em> (http://youtu.be/me1EAmxfoLw)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Location:</strong> Heading to Day Room, Summoned</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Notes:</strong> <em>New to the Harem, untouched.</em></span><br><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Leila had startled at first, then nodded to the other girl politely.&nbsp; She curled her fingers through her dark hair, fidgeting not unattractively while wondering what was to occur next.&nbsp; She presumed that eventually, as they had been summoned rather sharply, she felt, that the Sultan - or perhaps one of his men were to choose of them.&nbsp; The prospect left her terrified, and the young woman took slow, easy breaths, hoping that her fright did not show so very much.&nbsp; Her blue eyes flicked around as she shivered.&nbsp; It was plain that she wished to say something, anything - yet the fear of being punished for speaking in the line before given leave unsettled her and kept the girl quiet.&nbsp; Sasha's blushing, it seemed only caused to increase Leila's own, though after several glances her direction, and with lingering looks at the eunuchs that stood guard over the entire harem - Leila gave Sasha a brilliant, soft smile before bowing her head to await orders that would eventually, she presumed, be given to the group of the ladies. <br><br>Father had said the Sultan was essentially a good man.&nbsp; She hoped that assessment was correct - even as she doubted it very much.&nbsp; Of course, what did the measure of a man have to do with a woman that was, for all intents and purposes, a virtual slave?&nbsp; Trying to fidget a little bit less, she sighed very quietly.&nbsp; At least one person seemed nice, and <em>perhaps she could make a friend</em>, she thought as her eyes again flicked to Sasha.</span>
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				Post by: <strong>jazz</strong> on <strong>31-08-2011, 17:35:28</strong>
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				<br>Aria had been in the harem for a little over a year.&nbsp; Being called to assemble was nothing new to her.&nbsp; She’d been lounging on a cushion near the central pool.&nbsp; From time to time she’d let her fingers or a foot break the surface of the water.&nbsp; <br><br>Having overheard the orders given to the enuchs to have the girls assemble, she took her time rising from her prone position.&nbsp; Though she knew her talents were known and appreciated by the sultan and many of his guests, Aria was expecting the virgins to be chosen first.&nbsp; There was just something about men that made most feel extra special having explored the <em> unexplored. </em>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Personally, she felt it would be a disappointment to have someone who didn’t know what they were doing try to <em> amuse </em> you.&nbsp; But then again she was extremely cynical about life, love and most everything else.<br><br>After the second clapping of hands as the enichs attempted to get the women in a reciving line, Aria stood, let her thin cloak fall to her feet and slinked over to where they were to be presented.&nbsp; She knew her appeal and the best way to pose in order to show of her curves and other alluring features.&nbsp; From the moment she woke, her attention was on getting herself presentable.&nbsp; From the scented bath upon waking, to the oils and perfumes rubbed into the flesh and the colors artistically applied to her face, Aria had been taught to be ready to please.<br><br>She gave a polite nod of her head to the others that had assembled.&nbsp; But a warmer smile followed to the inexperienced girls.&nbsp; Aria felt sorry for them, as they looked as though they had little idea as to what might be in store for them.&nbsp; But another part of her fought not to look at them as competition.&nbsp; Unless you were the top, the queen of a harem, you had little to say about your own position.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Aria took a position that also allowed her to lean slightly upon a pillar.&nbsp; She knew the pose would show off her voluptuous curves and hoped it would appeal to the guests about to arrive.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>04-09-2011, 14:45:58</strong>
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				Hakim and the newly appointed General walked through the cool&nbsp; marble hallways towards the Harem Lounge. Darius certainly stood out with his dark-as-night skin and the near lack of clothing he wore. He was wearing his leather loin cloth and necklaces that marked his rank. Bands around his arm and sandals completed his look. Normally he would not wear a tunic but today he had adorned one since he was in the presence of the Sultan.<br><br>Sultan Hakim, on the other hand, was dressed from head to toe in his royal robes and headscarf. A strong man himself, he paled in comparison to Darius. It had been a while since Hakim had even needed to lift a sword while it was Darius's duty to lift a sword quite frequently.<br><br>The two were locked in discussion as they moved casually, at a pace designed to get you places with out breaking a sweat in the high heat. "Darius, as a reward for your recent feats and promotion, I am bestowing a great honor upon you. I will let you have your pick of my Harem for the night....including the Harem Queen if that is your desire. My faithful Enuch here can explain to you a little about each girl, but there is one here that I will choose before opening the rest to you."
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				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>04-09-2011, 19:01:11</strong>
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				Tania awakens by the noise made by all the Harem girls as they were rushing out in hurry. She had fallen asleep crying, thinking about her parents. It has been three weeks from the time she was bought from the tour guide. Until yet, she has been harassed and tied down to keep her quite because she put up a little fight about not wanting to be in harem.<br><br>The moment she woke up, she realized everyone was called to report out by the pool. She got up quickly running over to get freshen up by the small bath pool in girl’s lounge. She knew she was late and she will be punished if she doesn’t show up outside anytime soon. It was obvious that King and his guests were here already as she heard murmurs distantly. <br><br>This was the first time she was making an appearance in front of everyone in public and that was the last thing on her mind as she quickly made her way outside keeping her head down and occasionally looking up to see where all the girls were standing. She thought she would stand last in line so she won’t be picked but it seemed she stood first in line.<br><br>Her cheeks turned red as most of the girls were there already and she was late; she quickly looked around keeping her head down as guests were getting comfortable in their seats and Sultan Hakim was having a conversation with Darius.<br><br>Tania naturally was tall, blessed with long legs and beauty, which she never took any pride in and little she knew that guys would love to have a girl like this in their bed. Her mid-back brownish hair over her shoulder covering most of her breasts and her open clothing hid her curvaceous body keeping everyone in guessing game as she has no clue how to show her body off as other girls did.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>04-09-2011, 21:59:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://black-robert-journal.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/aishwarya-rai-closeup-100x100.jpg)</div><strong>Name/occupation:</strong> Mira/Harem Girl<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Mood:</strong> Waiting<br><em>Guests...</em><br><br><br><hr><br><br>Mira looked up from the novel in her hands at the familiar hurried steps echoing through the hall. She rose up from the pillow she was laying on, placing the book on the floor, since she already knew what the sound of quick steps meant for her. The enuch acquired a light sheen of sweat on his forehead from rushing before telling them to prepare themselves for guess. Before the man began speaking, Mira let the simple sarong fall to the floor before stepping out of the pool of clothing around her feet. Mira left the gold bangles at her wrists since they were a symbol of her servitude. A symbol of the Sultan’s ownership over her. The bangles jingled softly as she moved, providing soft music for her hips to sway against while walking. <br><br>Her hands gently stroke through auburn hair so that it settled on her shoulders before moving towards the other women lining up. She felt a tinge of pity for some of the girls that appeared to be shaking but didn’t make any outward gesture of sympathy. The new girls would either learn quickly to entertain the sultan or possibly get tossed out into the streets with no protection. They just didn’t know that their innocence and reluctance would attract some of the worse type of guests. The ones who didn’t care much for a woman’s pleasure or the level of force to achieve their own.&nbsp; Mira choose to stand a respectable distance from Aria. <br><br>She chose a position to stand that did not exactly advertise her curves to the expected guests but at the same time didn’t discourage anyone from looking or noticing them. A teasing smile played at her lips that made her hazel eyes glimmer like the night stars as she chuckled at a private joke. She had learned during her first few weeks as a harem girl that most guest didn't care about what went on in her mind. There would be no talk of anything of importance with the guests. She was there to do whatever the sultan asked of her, and she would do it without any hesitation. It always amazed her how quickly she could switch from an intelligent woman to a man’s dog, crawling on her knees like a trained pet. For two years now, Mira earned and maintained her place with ease. She had no desire to win Sultan's favor as Harem Queen since it required too much responsibility. She dipped her naked foot in the water, twirling it before resisting the urge to inspect the noise behind her. Whomever had decided to oversleep but she had little doubt that it would go unnoticed by the Sultan. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>05-09-2011, 02:11:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk8/hornerjs82/wizazystka_wroclaw_37-1-1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <em>Leila 'Haversham'</em><br><strong>Age:</strong> Eighteen<br><strong>Position:</strong> Harem Girl<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Music Inspiration(for fun):</strong></span> <em><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Habibi(Sawah) - Ishtar (Alabina)</span></em> (http://youtu.be/me1EAmxfoLw)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Location:</strong> Day Room, Waiting...</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Notes:</strong> <em>New to the Harem, untouched.</em></span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Leila likewise continued to wait, her bright blue eyes taking in everything around her.&nbsp; Noting several of the girls that did not fidget as she had been, or look terrified(she was fairly certain there was not so much trouble as that) Leilia took a deep breath, slowly exhaling, beginning to count in English backward in her head.&nbsp; As the sounds of the language were completely different in her thoughts, it had the effect of calming her, and she ceased fidgeting, no doubt just in time.&nbsp; Taking a stance that was likely more demure than most with her long hair streaming over her pleasing curves (she did hope), Leila kept her gaze lowered with care. <br><br>Her father and mother had always said that her eyes were her most interesting features, the former being the as bright a blue as the ocean herself.&nbsp; She knew none of these men would likely notice, yet, a woman did have to try.&nbsp; She hoped that they would come soon, as the waiting was something nearing agony.&nbsp; Some of the girls seemed to be near her age, and others seemed older - or perhaps that merely had something to with the experience of the woman in question.&nbsp; Her thoughts briefly lay upon the queen.&nbsp; For herself, she could not imagine such a place, not at all.&nbsp; For to rise so high, one could fall so very hard and fast, nay, best to remain in the middle, or the last.&nbsp; Ambition, she thought, was for the likes of men, and those foolish enough to desire more than their place. </span>
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				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 15:52:22</strong>
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				Sultan Hakim and Darius, led by the Enoch, finally rounded the last corner and entered into the Lounge area. They paused to take in the beautiful sight of the Harem, lined up and naked. Hakim licked his lip as he studied his Harem. Beautiful girls he had hand picked to join his Harem. What more could a man ask for?<br><br>"Ah, my lovelies." He says, smiling first at his Queen then at the others. "Let me introduce you to General Darius. He will be enjoying the pleasures of your services today and has the pick of the crop. But first, I shall choose from you those that I wish to pleasure with me!" The Sultan finishes before slowly moving down the line.<br><br>He first stops in front of Leila. "You." He says. "Leila. I will claim your innocence." He says softly, smiling warmly at her. He takes another step. "And you, Mira, you will join us."<br><br>He turns to Darius, the dark skinned warrior smiling as he studied the Harem assembled before him. He had had been given free reign. "Sultan, your gift is more then I could have asked for. I shall bed with Tania and Sasha." He says, claiming his stake. The first was a tall, long legged beauty who did not seem so small when standing next to him. The other was very young, barely a woman, and shorter. His desires would hopefully be sated by the two of them.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Haloriel</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 17:44:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk8/hornerjs82/wizazystka_wroclaw_37-1-1.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> <em>Leila 'Haversham'</em><br><strong>Age:</strong> Eighteen<br><strong>Position:</strong> Harem Girl<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Anyone</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Music Inspiration(for fun):</strong></span> <em><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Habibi(Sawah) - Ishtar (Alabina)</span></em> (http://youtu.be/me1EAmxfoLw)<br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Location:</strong> Day Room, Chosen ...</span><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Notes:</strong> <em>New to the Harem, untouched; Selected by the Sultan.</em></span><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><br><br>Leila first eyed the woman called Mira from beneath her long lashes, nervously - trying very hard not to display it.&nbsp; A tiny smile curved on her lips as she noticed the Sultan smile warmly.&nbsp; Her cheekbones coloured softly in reply to his gentle manner.&nbsp; She bent her head, dark hair falling forward for a moment until she very briefly raised her eyes to look in the direction of the man.&nbsp; He was garbed in flowing robes - the colour dark that one could easily have called beautiful.&nbsp; An attractive face - and not so old, she noticed with those very blue eyes of hers that always seemed brighter as a result of her soft brown skin.&nbsp; A shiver rocked her slightly as the words he'd spoken penetrated the fog in her thoughts.&nbsp; Oh ... oh.&nbsp; He would have her, with the other pretty, hazel eyed woman.&nbsp; Her cheeks turned further pink while her nipples tightened likely in some degree of being watched - and as well being unclothed and outside.&nbsp; <br><br>She wanted to say something in reply, yet she had not been given leave to speak - precisely.&nbsp; Was his speaking to her leave?&nbsp; It was difficult to say - and so many rules swirled like a cloud in her thoughts.&nbsp; Finally, she decided that a beautifully worded thank you would be wise ... it seemed rude to her not to give some notice to the Sultan's choice.&nbsp; He could have easily have chosen another, and not her.&nbsp; The blue eyes flicked up again, ever so briefly, also to surreptitiously regard the General Darius, whom ... frightened her a little.&nbsp; Such dark, muscled skin he had, and seemed a powerful man.&nbsp; Leila swallowed, pressing her lips together in a line of thoughtfulness.<br><br>Bowing her head, she spoke softly - the likely pleasing yet soft accents of her voice standing out among so many that sounded more like each other than different.<br><br><em>"Oh Most High Sultan, you give honour to me - one that is insignificant before your own perfection - that the sharpest sword touched by softest benedictions, and jasmine watered by your own pools would not hold as much charm and deadly beauty as your royal self."</em> <br><br>She prayed that she had not done incorrectly.</span>
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				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 00:09:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.inquisitr.com/wp-content/2011/06/aishwarya-rai-pregnant-100x100.jpg)</div>Name/occupation: Mira/harem girl<br>Age:18<br>Mood: Pleased<br>Tagged: Leila, Sultan Hakim<br><br><br><hr><br><br><br>Her Sultan stepped in the room with an interesting looking man who accompanied him. Mira’s mind went into a state of mind that she could handle being used as a sexual object for her Sultan’s pleasure. She waited for him to speak, feeling her eyes lower to the ground under his powerful eyes. Her legs bent a little as she bowed to him as he spoke but did not verbally respond. This was the man in charge of her fate, her happiness. Her face lifted curiously at the decree. <br><br>Hazel eyes connected with the new mysterious man before returning to the ground. It was a honor for the sultan to allow someone to sleep with one of his women. This man must have done something stunning. Mira sought to know more of his exploits in war. Who had he defeated? Her teeth sunk down into her lower lip, willing herself to silence. She could find out more later, now was not the time to display interest in the marvels of war. <br><br>She waited patiently as the Sultan’s eyes roamed over those available for his body. It was not surprising for him to want to calm the girl, Leila, as his own. He would want the feeling of purity around him, marking himself in her body before sharing her with another. As he stepped in front of her, Mira looked up at him and smiled a little before lowering her eyes back to the ground. As the Sultan turned away, Mira looked out of the corner of her eye towards the girl Leila. Her eyes locked Leila, silently communicating that she would ensure that her first experience in the sexual realm would be a good one, before turning her attention back to the Sultan. Her eyes raised a little in surprise at Leila's humble gratitude for being chosen by the Sultan to be screwed or make love. The wording didn't matter to her but patiently Mira waited for him to give her a sign to release her from the line.&nbsp; <br>
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				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 00:50:48</strong>
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				Tania stood there thinking she will have to pay for her tardy in the Harem Lounge and once again will get abused and given some hard task to do. She hoped for nothing too bad. She was still fighting over as to why she was here as Sultan hadn’t even communicated with her as much; just brought her and put her in a room amongst other girls.<br><br>She stood there looking down, hearing few footsteps as he raised her eyes enough to see who it was. She raised her head a little and was able to find Sultan Hakim making his way with a dark, tall man walking next to him for whom she had to scan her eyes little bit higher. She had long legs, being one of the tall women in his Harem; they passed by the girls slowly, and what she could make out was that dark tall man was even taller than her. Her eyes met Sultan Hakim and then Darius, she felt flow of lust from Darius’s eyes.<br><br>He must have been really good at what he does to earn a night with girls in Sultan’s harem. She just wondered what? She felt shocking wave inside her, seeing someone tall, build, and way stronger than her, and he was someone whom she can’t put a fight against if she wanted to. When sultan spoke to Darius to have his pick, Tania closed her eyes wishing she wouldn’t be the one to be picked on. She heard her name; what she feared most of. This may be her first time in Harem, first task, and she wondered what if she denied or fought against him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sarah Morgan</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 15:26:29</strong>
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				Sasha's eyes widened for a brief instant at hearing Darius ask for two women, and she couldn't resist glancing up at him in surprise before she remembered where she was, lowering her eyes hastily, her cheeks going pink both at her indiscretion, and at the thought of possibly having to be with another woman, as well as this being her first time to be with a man.&nbsp; She merely nodded to his request, her eyes focused on the pool in front of them, hoping he wouldn't be able to see how nervous and scared of this unknown task she was.&nbsp; She wondered if such behavior was normal, having two women, and thought that maybe he had done it simply because the sultan had done it first?&nbsp; She wouldn't be so impertinent as to ask, but the thought calmed her a little.&nbsp; Maybe he'd only said such a thing to impress the sultan.&nbsp; Still, she liked the look of him, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad for her.&nbsp; She only hoped she wouldn't be a disappointment to him, and that he would be understanding with her, once he knew she'd never done this before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [Hakim Harem] Palace - Harem Lounge</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>jazz</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 00:24:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hips shifted as Aria spotted Darius and the Sultan entered.&nbsp; The dark skin glistened in the light as she looked to see from his necklaces he was a general.&nbsp; But the fluttering of lashes went to the Sultan, as she always wanted to stay in his favor.&nbsp; She was a little disappointed to not see a certain <em> gentleman, </em> but he had said he’d have to travel for a time on business for the Sultan.<br><br>Politely she bowed her head as the guest of the Sultan was introduced.&nbsp; When her name was not spoken, Aria hid her disappointment, keeping her seductive smile upon her face.&nbsp; But knowing that still being available incase there was a need for her, Aria simply backed up into one of the alcoves and lounged on a low couch.<br><br>
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