The Kings Harem (Group Thread)
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				Title: <strong>The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 05:31:36</strong>
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				"Your lord she is here" <br><br>"Thank you Carlyle" King Marik said looking up from his papers and nodding at him to go. The young attendent nodded and made his leave to go prepare the throne room for the kings arrival. <br><br>"Have my brides come in as soon as they are ready and decent and send the princess in as well" King Marik said his lips pulling back into a smirk.<br><br>"Todays the day" Marik murmured reaching down to stroke the hair of the slave girl currently sucking on his cock. He pushed his chair out and at the same time his throbbing cock popped out of her mouth with a slight POP. <br><br>"That will be all" He said watching as she rose and bowed her head "You did well my dear its nothing against you but I have matters to attend to" <br><br>She nodded and after giving him a slight bow scampered off. He chuckled shaking his head and grabbing his coat as he prepared himself to leave the roaring fire and warmth of his office behind. It was winter in his lands and even though the castle had plenty of roaring fires the halls it self were chilled to the bone. The heavy cloak was a rich red with gold lining, it was sized accordingly to show off his muscular physique and his towering frame. King Marik moved to the door pausing at the mirror he kept close by to check his appearance. His hair and his bear were neatly trimmed and even though it was the dead of winter he had managed to keep the dark tan his people were known for.<br><br>Once he was sure every thing was correct and as it should be he made his way to the throne room. Along the way he made sure to greet every one from the nobles traveling with their slave girls to the slave girls and men attending to the castle. While some said the way he ran things was cruel to woman he knew if any one of them were asked they would say the opposite and praise him. He worked a long time to make sure he was loved and even though it meant keeping a constant diligence he knew in the long run it paid off. <br><br>He stepped into the throne room nodding at every one as the rose to bow to him. <br><br>"You can go now" He said waving off the few attendants and nobles that were eyeing the new comer with interest. They nodded and within seconds the throne room was clear except for the King and the Foreign Princess.<br><br>"Its a pleasure to see you Princess" King Marik said coming over and after taking her hand kissing it "what brings you to my kingdom?" He asked nodding at her to sit as he took his throne.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sumara</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 09:59:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/cached/data/__pirotess_record_of_lodoss_war_drawn_by_kiya_shii__e2541bd94e68d49e1b2a00d876b03f32.jpg)</div><strong>Clad:</strong> as depicted<br><strong>Location:</strong> Vizier Chambers<br><br>Lady Sumara tapped her booted foot impatiently as her thrall relayed to her the results of their failed mission.&nbsp; "So she made to the castle after all..." the woman mumbled to herself as the short man cowered behind her.&nbsp; Turning around, her sleek, golden eyes glared at the man, who recoiled just from that look of dread.&nbsp; "I told you to find COMPETENT mercenaries, you idiot!"&nbsp; With a quick lunge, she had the man by his throat, pinning him against the wall as she had drawn her saber in an instant and brandished it right up to his throat.&nbsp; "Do you realize what this failure means?"&nbsp; She paused for a moment to let the man cower further, his response meaningless.&nbsp; "It means the princess is now in the court and getting rid of her is now nearly impossible.&nbsp; She was to die when her carriage went over the cliff, but clearly your sabotage job was useless.&nbsp; Not to mention the bandit attack!&nbsp; What kind of worthless mongrels did you hire, Sprug?"&nbsp; <br><br>Clenching her teeth, she eventually let the sniveling little runt go and drop to the floor as she sheathed her sword.&nbsp; "This will complicate matters..."&nbsp; Stroking her chin, her boots clacked as she walked back and forth slowly in her rather elegant room.&nbsp; The luxurious suite was far richer than even her own bedchambers back home, something that every day reminded her of her plight.&nbsp; "If the king falls in love with that girl and marries her... everything I have done will be for naught.&nbsp; I have little choice..."&nbsp; Turning to peer over her shoulder at Sprug, she grunted, "contact the nobles on my list.&nbsp; Those young, adventurous men are the key to my success.&nbsp; The kingdom has been at peace for too long, and they will welcome any war.&nbsp; Even if it means a civil war..."&nbsp; Though she knew to get them on her side, talking would be only one aspect of their relations.&nbsp; It made her cringe a bit that she would have use her body to get what she wanted, but humans had an odd sense of what was beautiful.&nbsp; After all, she was already in her mid years and by elven standards, she was starting to show her age.&nbsp; Though next to a human woman, her beauty would be beyond measure, especially if they had never seen a younger dark elf.<br><br>"Get to it!" she commanded, and the man scurried from her chambers.&nbsp; Running a gloved hand through her long, luxurious white hair, she checked herself in mirror to make sure she was still presentable after that outburst.&nbsp; Clad in her signature light violet short dress with golden trim, silken gloves and thigh-high boots, and her sleek sabre secured to her side, she readjusted her rather plentifully exposed full bust to get her cleavage as even as possible.&nbsp; Sumara knew the power of tease very well, and had no problems showing off her body at all.&nbsp; With that, she left for the throne room.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>silentwalrus227</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 16:02:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6e/7d/47/6e7d47132f84291ec0a685c8a643809d.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Court <br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As Depicted<br><hr><br><br>Yuriko Ishida placed a fist to her heart and bowed at the waist as her King passed by, then took her place just behind the throne. Lady Ishida unfortunately fell ill the night before and would not be joining the rest of the harem in welcoming the new princess. In truth only her husband and liege, King Marik, knew that the gentle geisha of the inner chamber and the steel-eyed kunoichi behind him were the same woman. It was better for everyone this way, she had told him once. And considering she had followed up on a few leads tied to an attempt on his new bride’s life, she had been right.<br><br>The mercenaries she’d taken out on the road had been smart, passing themselves off as bandits. Unfortunately they were still foolish enough to mistake her gender for a weakness, and they paid the price. At least now she had a name for the man who hired them. Sprug. A disgusting name for a disgusting man. Who was he working for, though? All of the suspects that immediately came to mind were noblemen, young and ambitious. Until she had more evidence, she would keep her opinions to herself. She just needed to find this Sprug.<br><br>Her silky ebony hair was tied back in a long ponytail, the creamy skin of her face hidden beneath a black cloth mask wrapped over her nose and mouth. A simple olive shirt could just be made out between the straps of her leather vest and armguards, each ending in black fingerless gloves. A pair of matching dark brown legguards covered her pants, ending in soft black tabi. On her back, just above a belt lined with shuriken, rested two sheaths. The longer sheath held a katana, and for her weaker hand was a shorter wakizashi. Yuriko was as deadly as she was beautiful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 18:58:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4601/27376648009_2272c8704e_o.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Court to Throne Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Very revealing, cloak and cowl with King's chastity belt (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/j_bJG0OsMIU/maxresdefault.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Raiza could not wait to get back to the harem and lounge next to a roaring fire. She was on an errand run to obtain some medicine for one of the servants, but she didn't know the apothecary was on the other side of the palace commons and she had to expose her already exposed skin to the cold winter outside. One of the guards allowed her to take one of the horses and she rushed to the place specified in the message. But she couldn't go too fast. The wind was weak at this time of day, but going fast meant unwanted wind caused by air resistance. And that meant it would be colder than normal at breakneck speed.<br><br>Once she found the apothecary, she exchanged some coin for the parcel and was gifted an animal's pelt to cover some of her body. With a smile, she was off, back up to the palace. The pelt offered some warmth, but the palace was better. Per the King's request, she wore this revealing cloak and cowl. To other women, it may have been seen as a joke by the King, to have a woman freeze herself to death in the bitter cold. But Raiza was not one of those women. She loved the King and didn't serve him half-heartedly. If he wanted her to wear this, with the apparent consequences, then so be it. He was the king after all.<br><br>She trotted the horse back into the sheltered stables and with help from one of the guards, she dismounted the fine beast. Once off, she had thanked the horse for providing her with its body heat. In one of the crowded halls, Raiza made her way to see what was all the commotion. It turns out the princess that was seeking King Marik's aid, had just arrived and was already meeting with the king in his throne room. Though she was too short to see over the taller servants to catch a glimpse of the princess and her entourage.<br><br>Once the crowd had dispersed, she made a beeline to the harem's quarters, but not until one of the lesser harem girls stopped her to say that the king wanted an audience of his whole harem. Despite still being cold from being outside, Raiza nodded to the harem girl and allowed her to walk beside her as they made their way to the throne room. Once inside, she eyed King Marik through the corner of her eye as she joined the other women kneeling at the foot of the throne. She clutched close to the harem girl she came with, whose name was Nadia, using her body heat to warm herself up. Raiza tried hard to hide her discomfort from the cold from the king.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 21:08:21</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d1/87/27/d187273c74e808897a6ca6f82349bb48.jpg)<br><strong>Location</strong> Gardens to Throne room<br><strong>Wearing</strong>this (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d2/04/3a/d2043a4a605553d26c9cba4a771bc466.jpg) hair and makeup (https://www.google.co.uk/search?client=tablet-android-lenovo&amp;biw=1280&amp;bih=800&amp;tbm=isch&amp;sa=1&amp;ei=GGM5Wvf2H8XPgAaKrqeIAw&amp;q=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;oq=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;gs_l=mobile-gws-img.3..0i13k1j0i8i13i30k1.44208.47848.0.48573.12.7.0.0.0.0.400.1317.0j2j1j1j1.5.0....0...1c.1j4.64.mobile-gws-img..7.4.915...0j0i67k1j0i8i30k1j0i24k1.1593.NR4jDK_n05o#imgrc=DPG32-2nV2sA5M:)<br><br><hr><br>Aiyana walked through the field of flowers, each foot was placed with precision. Toes pressing down onto Mother Earth before her sole and heel followed. The woman's dark hand flowed over the petal's, Aiyana's touch was soft and her hand barely made a difference to the flowers. Every now and again one might nod it's head in acknowledgement of the pressure. Much like a cool breeze sifting through the field on a warm summer's day.<br><br>Keeping a steady and impersonal gaze on the young Queen was the guard that King Marik had assigned to her personally. Her husband had a lot of enemy's and it wouldn't be above them to try and take any of the women from his harem, only Aiyana had the tendency to try and escape. So the guard acted as protector and watch dog. The guard glanced over his shoulder to the main part of the castle, the gardens were not far from the imposing glare of its turrets and that reassured him somewhat. However what he was really taking note in was the position of the sun, and taking in its location as it approached the peak of its rise in the sky the guard spoke up.<br><br>"Your Highness, we ought to be returning to the castle. The King is expecting you."&nbsp; Aiyana mouthed the words back to herself as she gazed over the gardens. Closing her eyes she thanked the earth and air, the sun and sky and the flower spirits for there work in making this place where she could just relax and be at peace. Walking back towards the guard, the woman stopped at the edge of the flowers to slip on a pair of pale brown leather moccasins,covered in pale blue and green gems. <br><br>The pair walked back to the castle and headed straight for the throne room. At the doors to the grand room they stopped the guards stopped them for the traditional "Halt who goes there"&nbsp; Drawing herself up to her full height of 5'8 Aiyana announced "Aiyana, member of King Marik's harem" the guards bowed and opened the double doors for Aiyana to walk inside. Quite used to the attention she and the other ladies drew she walked straight towards the king's throne. Fortunately there were not many people present a part from the potential new candidate for the King's harem. So sweeping past court ettique, Aiyana simply took her place on the left side of the steps of the throne at King Marik's feet. She lay her head on his knee and her cool brown eyes gazed in interest at the princess.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sumara</strong> on <strong>19-12-2017, 23:24:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/cached/data/__pirotess_record_of_lodoss_war_drawn_by_kiya_shii__e2541bd94e68d49e1b2a00d876b03f32.jpg)</div><strong>Clad:</strong> as depicted<br><strong>Location:</strong> Throne Room<br><br>The unmistakable clacking of the elf's high heeled boots rang out down the corridor as she went, a very forward and angry vigor in her gait.&nbsp; One of her personal servants did his best to keep up with her, though her long strides and his rather meek demeanor meant he had to practically run to catch up.&nbsp; "I told you to inform me the moment the princess was at the GATES.&nbsp; Now you tell me she is on her way to the THRONE ROOM!?"&nbsp; Sumara's body trembled with fury as she went, purposely trying to lose another worthless lackey.&nbsp; Seriously, she seemed to be surrounded by them as of late.<br><br>"A-apologies mistress!" the young page sniveled, "I was only just informed as well!"<br><br>Were she not in a hurry she would make sure to cut off his ear personally for his drastic failure.&nbsp; This was a dangerous game, already many of the women in the harem were aligned against her, as if they somehow sensed her intentions.&nbsp; Course, it could just be her attitude they disliked, which was understandable to anyone but the dark elf herself.&nbsp; Already she had taken on a big part of the actual ruling responsibilities of the kingdom, managing the financial burdens of the king, keeping the armed forces on point in subjugating anyone who was out of line, and busying herself with taking over the king's own guard, with a few exceptions.&nbsp; Indeed, her reach extended quite far, and eventually, the king would find himself with only the support of his personal wenches.&nbsp; <br><br>"Leave me, your usefulness is at an end," she groaned at the young man, who proceeded to stop and get left behind.&nbsp; In his stead, she was joined by two of the royal guards under her personal command.&nbsp; Few if any of the guards had loyalty to their king anymore, though so far, none of them felt confident enough to betray him.&nbsp; No, that would be a move that would come in time.&nbsp; For now, she needed them under her thumb.&nbsp; "I want no further interruptions.&nbsp; Be sure to keep anyone and everyone else who is not currently in the throne room OUT."&nbsp; Perhaps it was her rather forceful femininity they admired or feared, or perhaps they feared her renowned dueling skills.&nbsp; She had bested the kingdom's champion in single combat, after all, and her abilities due to both her experience with a sword her innate skills as an elf made her a force to be reckoned with.&nbsp; <br><br>She left the guards behind at the entrance to the throne room, who would be sure to keep out ANYONE else.&nbsp; Sumara barged into the throne room proper, allowing the doors to slam loudly behind her to make sure to grab everyone's attention.&nbsp; "My apologies for my lateness, my lord, the Sindoran revolt simply took a bit longer than I had anticipated.&nbsp; But have no fear, those unfathomable rebels shall be taken care of shortly and your rule over them shall be restored, I promise."&nbsp; Of course what she failed to inform him about was the fact that the small subjugated community had in fact been forced into the kingdom by the forces she sent out, and they still wanted their independence.&nbsp; The troops she sent there were instructed to massacre half the villages as examples, and to slaughter the population as long as even a single rebel continued fighting.<br><br>As she entered, she did a quick sweep of the area, spotting several of King Marik's concubines by his side.&nbsp; "I see you gathered a part of your harem, my lord..."&nbsp; This move alone infuriated her.&nbsp; How DARE he call upon his wenches before his 'loyal' advisor?&nbsp; She practically ran the kingdom in his stead just so he could fuck his girls to his heart's desire and he had the gall to invite his beloved fuck dolls before HER!?&nbsp; Sumara's eye twinged with both pure rage and utter jealousy at their treatment.&nbsp; And yet, she had no desire to be sprawled at his feet.&nbsp; No, she had grander plans for herself.&nbsp; <br><br>Gingerly, she walked forward, likely viewed upon with disdain as she was not actually invited, but her hold upon the court could not be denied.&nbsp; "So... this is the new bride I have heard so much about..." she said with a rather mocking tone.&nbsp; Sumara made sure to look the girl over several times as her boots clacked while she circled her.&nbsp; "She is quite cute... an excellent addition to your... ehem... harem..." the dark elf said to her king in a rather appeasing yet underlyingly aggressive tone.&nbsp; <br><br>Having studied her enough and realized how much of a threat she was, not to mention those loyal sluts that surrounded him, she haughtily presented herself before the king.&nbsp; "And yet these are ever darker times, my king.&nbsp; You can never be too careful of outsiders.&nbsp; Might I suggest caution before offering your full trust to her?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhatLiesAbove</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 03:03:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://metrouk2.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/elib_6624780-e1456140825356.jpg)</div><strong>Wearing:</strong> as pictured<br><strong>Location:</strong> Throne Room<br><br>The ride had been absolutely miserable. <br><br>Mey had spent much of it feeling sorry for herself, staring blankly at the back of the carriage, or out the window. It was going to be nearly a full day's ride to get from the castle in Styss to King Marik's castle. The journey wasn't going to be too long, but enough that she was left with her thoughts for most of it. And of course, all her thoughts had been filled with her departure.<br><br><em>"Meygan younwill love it there! So libertine, and the women wear the most exotic clothes!" Her mother had nearly gushed, so happy she was that her daughter would be able to contribute to the fulfillment of the country. She had expertly ignored the weeks worth of screaming up to this moment, only giving praise to her earstwhile ally Marik. Delilah seemed unable to speak ill of the man. It just made things worse.<br><br>Meygan had feuded log and hard, even threatening to run away...and making an attempt. The girl was resourceful to a point...she had gotten to the main gate. But by then every guard in the castle was on her, and had escorted her back rather unceremoniously back to her room...slung over the shoulder of a rather large, masked guard. It had been embarrassing, and further infuriated Mey. She refused to speak to anyone for days.<br><br>When she had boarded her carriage, not a word was spoken, save for a rather stiff "goodbye, Mother." Delilah had smiled, knowing that she had...once again...won. The carriage was guarded rather well, as four castle guards rode on horseback, all the way to the border.</em><br><br>The border was when things got interesting.<br><br>Two separate attacks made on the carriage, and secretly Mey had to question the coincidence. One attack sure...that could be understood. But two within hours? The entire ordeal had left her shaken...it was obvious now someone wanted her dead. But who? They hadn't been foolish enough to attack while in Styss. But with her unarmed and only the skill of her coachman and the accuracy of the bowman that rode with him were they able to escape. The wagoneer had died in the attack...but he was the only casualty.<br><br>When the carriage arrived in front of the castle, Meys anxiety grew. She didn't know who, but someone didn't want her here...as much as she didn't want to Ben here. But she had a duty to uphold. So keeping a rather pleasant facade upon soft features, Meygan began to enter the castle. The guards stood at firm attention upon her arrival, and a steward led the way, bringing her right to the throne room. <br><br>Her mouth was dry as she looked upon Marik. He was just like she remembered him as a child. Funny how back then she was told they could never visit him, and now...here she was. The array of slaves was impossible to miss...nothing new, but it seemed strange that they were all women. Why was that? It was something to ponder later.<br><br>Mariks approach had her bowing her head, that slender, sensual form dipping down before rising back up again. <strong>"Your Majesty...it has been a long time since last we met."</strong> Her mouth was dry, and she struggled a moment to keep her composure. <strong>"My mother,...Queen Delilah...has sent me as a....peace offering...between our two nations. In spirit of prosperity between our two countries, I am....hopeful, to be your bride."</strong><br><br>She had said it, and had maintained her composure while doing it. Finally, those bright eyes lifted to look up at him from beneath long lashes, her smile becoming almost apologetic. The ball was in his court...and she hoped that if nothing else, the treacherous trip had not been for nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 03:32:42</strong>
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				Marik was about to ask for those available for his harem again when the door opened and another joined the large opulent meeting hall he held court in. The first in was his personal guard the lovely and talented Yuriko. No one but those closest to him knew that she was a member of his harem a fact that allowed her a certain degree of anonymity and agency. He saw her put her fist to her heart and he nodded his head back with a slight flirty smile. That was all he was allowed to do right now but he made a mental note to see her later and question her about what her latest mission for him found. <br><br>The next to come in was Aiyana who swept through the hallway without a thought of court etiquette or present ability. He laughed at that and when she came up and laid her self at his feet he reached down and ran his hands through her hair. He gazed at her love and fire in his eyes. He opened his mouth to ask her about the flowers and how they were faring in the winter but before he could the door burst open again. <br><br>"Ah there you are" Marik said smiling at the innocent beauty known as Raiza. His eyes quickly fell to the chastity belt making sure it wasn't secure and reaching up to touch the key that lay on his heart. She and she alone was unspoiled the only one in his harem he hadn't had sex with. Some times it made him want her more, while other times it threatened to drive him mad! It didn't help that he was always testing his self control with her by putting her in as little as possible. <br><br>"Our little rose seems cold" Marik mentioned to Aiyana with a chuckle "Warm her up my dear"&nbsp; <br><br>He heard them shifting and moving together but was forced to look away as the door opened once more. This time he was relieved to see the princess coming in. He opened his mouth to greet her formally but before he could the door banged opened and a shout came out from the front.<br><br>"And there she is" Marik sighed his full lips pulling back into an amused smile. He shook his head and rose brushing past the girls of the harem and moving to meet the dark elf known as Samera in the middle. He carefully composed his face putting on an air of innocence that he hoped would fool her. <br><br>"This is a harem meeting my dear" Marik said in a fake apologetic tone "since you have declined a formal request to join my harem I thought you wouldn't be interested in the meeting. Plus like you said you were busy with that matter I had you attend to" <br><br>He let her have her fun, let her string herself along and wheel and deal behind his back. That was part of her appeal the game they played that she thought he was unaware of. She was full of herself in that way thinking that he couldn't see what she was doing. It would make it all the sweeter when he sprang his own trap and then had all he needed to force her into the harem. <br><br>"I will not use any caution around her" Marik said in response to her "suggestion" "Her mother and I have been friends for years. She wouldn't dare do anything to betray me!"<br><br>He let that linger in the air before smirking at Sumara. <br><br>"Of course if you want an official vote you can join the harem like your sister" Marik said his voice coy. He let that thought hang in the air before brushing past her and going over to the princess. <br><br>"Your mother said you would be coming with a request to aid your kingdom" Marik remarked reaching out to gently cup her face "But she didn't say what you would be giving in return! She always did like to play up the dramatic surprsie of it all! I bet you she didnt ask you either... Nobles always think their children can be sold and traded as if they were nothing more than a prized cow!"<br><br>He scoffed at that before taking her hand and bringing her deeper into the grand hall. He brought her up towards the throne and to the collection of ladies currently assembled from the harem. <br><br>"What do you think?" He asked them each "The princess has come for aid for her kingdom and offered herself! Shall we help her? And what do you think of adding her to our family?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 10:36:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4601/27376648009_2272c8704e_o.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Court to Throne Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Very revealing, cloak and cowl with King's chastity belt (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/j_bJG0OsMIU/maxresdefault.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aiyana, Marik, Everyone and Princess Mey, Open<br><hr><br>Raiza allowed her exposed skin to be rubbed by Aiyana, who sat next to her, the friction warming her up. She'd allow the Aiyana to reposition herself behind her, to further warm her up in any way possible. Any such position, either beautiful or immoral, was tolerated by the tan-skinned beauty, as long as King Marik was pleased about it. <br><br>In came in Sumara, a elf whose attitude was as dark as her skin. Raiza always planned her movements in such a way that it steered clear of the places in the castle the elf frequented. Her first meeting with her wasn't something she planned to repeat. She did love it when the King allowed her to know her place in relation to him.<br><br>Her attention then turned to the princess and she smiled as she took in the beauty, of what she would find from King Marik's reveal was a peace offering between nations. He mentioned something about nobles selling off their offspring like livestock and quickly remembered the very reason she was here. She was not livestock, but the very best a family as poor as Raiza's could offer to a King. Raiza wondered how she must be feeling to be put in such a position.<br><br>King Marik then asked the assembled harem body before him and the princess in the grand hall. Another quality of King Marik's rule that Raiza adored was his inclusivity of even a lowly harem girl. She stood up and spoke up to answer, first asking permission to speak. "If I may speak, milord," Raiza began, "If she willingly offers herself for the good of your kingdom and her own, I would honestly say that's admirable, don't you think?" She addressed more to her harem sister than to King Marik himself. "I say we should help her, as you have helped me, milord."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>silentwalrus227</strong> on <strong>20-12-2017, 19:36:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6e/7d/47/6e7d47132f84291ec0a685c8a643809d.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Throne Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> As Shown<br><br><br>Yuriko remained at her King’s side while she inspected the new princess. The woman was as beautiful as the reports had claimed, if not more so. Behind her darkened mask, her eyes betrayed hint of the smile she wore within. Yes, this girl was just what her husband sorely needed. If not in matters of the heart, then in matters of politics. Her husband’s safety was an ever growing headache, especially as she found that less and less of the guards at her disposal were truly loyal to their King.<br><br>A hand rested on the hilt of her katana when the source of that headache ever so rudely entered unannounced. Yuriko didn’t care much for the dark elf, and she knew the feeling was quite mutual. Usually she found an excuse to avoid the advisor, yet times like these forced her hand.<br><br>“You forget your place, Lady Sumara,” the kunoichi calmly spoke from beside the throne. “I believe we were all outsiders once.” Turning her head in a respectful bow to King Marik, she continued. “If I may, your Majesty, I believe that we should embrace this hand offered in sincere friendship.” Her cheeks rose slightly, hinting at Yuriko’s smirk as her gaze returned to Sumara. “Because as you say, these are dark times.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WhatLiesAbove</strong> on <strong>21-12-2017, 07:26:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://metrouk2.files.wordpress.com/2016/02/elib_6624780-e1456140825356.jpg)</div><strong>Wearing:</strong> as pictured<br><strong>Location:</strong> Throne Room<br><br><br>Those soft blue eyes could not help but look about as Marik spoke to his harem. It was upsetting to her that her mother did not give Marik further information regarding her arrival. And she had to wonder...would she become his wife, or another member of his harem? She was a princess...she needed to act with nobility and diplomacy. She could not just break down, though the fear was real. While never one to look down on commoners, it had never entered into her pretty head that she could actually <em>becom</em> one.<br><br>The members of the harem began to speak...or at least one did. Soft lips drew into a smile as she looked to Raiza, her words causing the Mey to nod gently in thanks to her. She waited patiently, before finally speaking. <strong>"I thank you for your support, my lady. And I feel I must offer sincere apologies, you Majesty..."</strong> That soft blue gaze shifted back to Marik. <strong>"My mother was remiss with not telling you the specifics behind my arrival. For that, I am truly sorry, and hope you do not feel am-"</strong><br><br>The sudden arrival of the dark elf cut Meygan short, and her attention shifted swiftly to the woman. Mey had taken some time trying to remember who the important names in court were. The dark elf was not hard to forget. <em>Sumara</em>...the name rang in her ears as the other woman...someone stoic with the look of a warrior...spoke her name. She knew just from the elf's words that she would be someone to be wary around. <em>Watch your back, Meygan</em> she told herself.<br><br>Still, she refused to be talked down too. It would be a moment, and she would allow Marik to deal with the insubordination in his own throne room. However, she kept a wary eye on Sumara. <em>She is trouble. Dangerous trouble.</em> A small shiver raced down her spine, before she looked to Yuriko.<br><br>The warrior was someone else she had remembered from her study. The Kings personal guard...as deadly as she was beautiful. It was warming that she had such a strong person in her corner. <strong>"I thank you for kind words, ladies. And for you, Miss Sumara. These are dangerous times. It seemed because of that that the Kingdom of Styss...a longtime ally...has offered to strengthen bonds of friendship. King Marik has frequented my home a few times, and I remember him fondly. I am...honored...to be given the chance to prove myself worthy to be his queen."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sumara</strong> on <strong>21-12-2017, 08:19:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/cached/data/__pirotess_record_of_lodoss_war_drawn_by_kiya_shii__e2541bd94e68d49e1b2a00d876b03f32.jpg)</div><strong>Clad:</strong> as depicted<br><strong>Location:</strong> Throne Room<br><br>Everyone seemed to be conspiring against her.&nbsp; The new girl dared to speak back to her, several of the king's personal wenches stood to remind her of their relations and where they stood, and even the king himself had put her down before his personal court.&nbsp; All of these insults plagued her to no end.&nbsp; Grinding her teeth, she had seen this coming, as each of the girls in the harem voted to accept the newcomer into the fold.&nbsp; The only solution to prevent this had been to stop her from arriving, dead or alive.&nbsp; Now... the girl was an obstacle and she needed to be removed.&nbsp; Permanently.<br><br>Not only her.&nbsp; The rest of them as well, though she figured to start with some of the more stalwart ones.&nbsp; His lapdog, for one.&nbsp; Frankly, she had little information about the foreign beauty, as it seemed that no one had ever seen her full face.&nbsp; Where had she come from?&nbsp; When?&nbsp; Sumara had no clue, only that a woman matching her description had been reported to her on multiple occasions, interfering with her plans.&nbsp; It would be difficult to get rid of the kunoichi, but with her out of the way, Sumara thought it would be far easier to continue.<br><br>Then there were the ones with the chastity belt and the earthen girl... perhaps they did not react directly to her, but their loyalty could not be questioned.&nbsp; No, they also were too dangerous to be left alive... she would have to figure out some way of separating them from the harem, something that seemed quite impossible.&nbsp; Her sources told her they were out several times recently, sometimes under guard and other times not, but the next time they were away from the court would be when she needed to strike.&nbsp; <br><br>Without his harem, the king would surely fall.&nbsp; Any death, she figured, would cause him great pain, and the more of them she managed to remove from the face of the surface, the easier it would be when the time came to take her rightful place when she would have him executed.&nbsp; Or kill him herself.&nbsp; Yes... that seemed like the perfect act of revenge!&nbsp; Personally separating his head from his body...&nbsp; Oh what a lovely thrill it gave her!&nbsp; <br><br>As she stood there deep in her own thoughts, having admitted defeat to the coronation process, her mood went from foul, to particularly snooty.&nbsp; Her clattering teeth and enraged face became much more placid and rather frightfully cheerful.&nbsp; "Of course, my lord, forgive my intrusion, I only want what is best for the kingdom..."<br><br>At the mention of her sister, however, Sumara's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.&nbsp; "If you excuse me, I have matters to attend..." she said, barely able to contain a scream of utter fury as she swiftly sped by the king and the princess and disappeared from the throne room.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>himawari</strong> on <strong>23-12-2017, 05:37:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/36800000/Mary-Queen-of-Scots-mary-queen-of-scots-reign-36882622-309-500.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Private quarters to throne room<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> &gt;&gt; as in picture<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font"> Lily was combing her hair and humming softly to herself. Her room (https://sc02.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1Fum1JFXXXXaUXVXXq6xXFXXX7/221139323/HTB1Fum1JFXXXXaUXVXXq6xXFXXX7.jpg) was made especially for her that overlooks the royal gardens. She had plans to head to the gardens to view the flowers and maybe ask the King to join her for a lovely stroll as well. However, a knock on the door changed all the plans she had. As it was Winter, the snow flowers will be the most beautiful to view.<br><br>"M'lady. You're required to be in the throne room." A young servant entered Lily's room with a bow.<br><br>"I'll be right there." Lily replied with a bright and kind smile.<br><br>With two of her handmaidens with her, Lily headed from her room to the throne room. Some of her "sisters" were already by the King's side and there was a new girl standing in front of the King. What a turn of events. To think in the past that was her standing there requesting to be his bride for protection.<br><br>"A new addition?" She whispered to her handmaidens. They nodded their heads in unison.<br><br>Lily knew most of the comings and goings through her handmaidens. The servants were always full of gossip and it was through them she knew secrets of almost everyone living in the very castle itself. As entertaining as gossips were, she normally took them with a pinch of salt. Not everything she hears could be true. <br><br>"Your Majesty. Princess Lily has arrived." One of her handmaidens whispered in the King's ear before bowing and taking her leave. Lily gave the King a peck on his cheek before taking her place with the rest of the ladies at his side.<br><br>"Apologies for being late my liege. I was held up looking beautiful for you." She purred in his ear. "She's pretty. Is she going to live with us?" Lily turned her eyes to the King.<br><br>Should the new lady join, she would not be the youngest addition to his harem any more. That might mean that she would not be bossed around by the older ones in the harem. She smiled sweetly at the lady then returned her gaze to her beloved King.</span></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sumara</strong> on <strong>25-12-2017, 20:42:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/cached/data/__pirotess_record_of_lodoss_war_drawn_by_kiya_shii__e2541bd94e68d49e1b2a00d876b03f32.jpg)</div><strong>Clad:</strong> as depicted<br><strong>Location:</strong> Rear Courtyard<br><br>While the matters of the princess and welcoming the newcomer into the fold were underway back in the throne room, Lady Sumara made her way to the small courtyard behind the main area of the castle.&nbsp; It was quite secluded, with a roofed area and thick foliage maintained to keep its oasis-like aesthetic.&nbsp; It was a popular place for her to use to meet with less savory beings, as the out of the way nature of it meant few, if any, came down here who weren't in her direct influence, not to mention it was one of the few areas with a hidden passageway away from the castle in case it had to be evacuated, so her minions could enter and exit unseen.&nbsp; <br><br>After a quick look around, she stood alone in the center of the small stone floored area as she directed her voice away from a nearby cluster of fronds where she had notice movement.&nbsp; "Tell me some good news..." she said in a rather tepid tone.&nbsp; The very fact she was reminded her twin sister was a part of the king's harem had nearly caused her to explode right there and then.&nbsp; It was a very touchy subject to be sure, and some for which she HATED Samara!&nbsp; And yet she was essential to her plans, so it wasn't as if she could order her to be killed.&nbsp; "How is the boy?"<br><br>The minion gulped from where he hid and nervously looked around.&nbsp; One of the king's sons had fallen ill and nearly died suddenly.&nbsp; It had been a cause for the king's grief and though the apothecaries had been unable to determine what had ailed the boy, exactly, Sumara knew very well the cause of it.&nbsp; "Well?&nbsp; Spit it out already."&nbsp; She had spies keeping close tabs on the son, though due to the constant vigilance over his health, they weren't able to finish the job.&nbsp; They had to hope the poison that was initially administered was enough.<br><br>"Uh... well... m-milady... he... he is currently... recovering..."&nbsp; The minion immediately flinched after he said that, knowing full well her current tone voice wouldn't hold back from violence.&nbsp; And indeed, she slowly turned her head at him, her eyes mad with fury.&nbsp; <br><br>In barely a second, she had moved several feet, withdrawn her saber, and penetrated it right through the poor man's heart.&nbsp; She couldn't even see him very well, but any who faced her would find themselves up against one of the finest specimens of sword dueling in the world.&nbsp; Indeed, if she so chose, she could probably kill the king and his entire harem with ease... well, not her own sister, probably, as they had very similar training and experience, but Samara lacked the bloodlust that would ultimately cause her to lose.&nbsp; No, there was no swordsman out there who could match her.&nbsp; <br><br>But she wasn't an idiot, she knew killing everyone herself would be stupid, any support she had would be lost, and the kingdom would divulge into madness and anarchy.&nbsp; She had to play it cool and make sure to be ready for the time someone else did her dirty work.&nbsp; But she certainly wasn't above offing failures.<br><br>In just about the same amount of time, she reappeared like a flash in the middle of the courtyard, exactly where she had been standing previously, her saber whipping any blood off from how fast it moved and resheated itself.&nbsp; "Clean it up," she ordered another lackey who was hiding opposite of the frond now covered in blood and she swiftly turned and walked away.&nbsp; The sickness of the child would last only so long, and when he recovered, the king would be free to regain some or any of the power she had taken in his grief.&nbsp; She had to act.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>27-12-2017, 13:45:08</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d1/87/27/d187273c74e808897a6ca6f82349bb48.jpg)<br><strong>Location</strong> Throne room<br><strong>Wearing</strong>this (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d2/04/3a/d2043a4a605553d26c9cba4a771bc466.jpg) hair and makeup (https://www.google.co.uk/search?client=tablet-android-lenovo&amp;biw=1280&amp;bih=800&amp;tbm=isch&amp;sa=1&amp;ei=GGM5Wvf2H8XPgAaKrqeIAw&amp;q=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;oq=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;gs_l=mobile-gws-img.3..0i13k1j0i8i13i30k1.44208.47848.0.48573.12.7.0.0.0.0.400.1317.0j2j1j1j1.5.0....0...1c.1j4.64.mobile-gws-img..7.4.915...0j0i67k1j0i8i30k1j0i24k1.1593.NR4jDK_n05o#imgrc=DPG32-2nV2sA5M:)<br><br><hr><br>Aiyana happily moved towards he other woman of the harem. Out of the other ladies of the court she enjoyed playing with Raiza the most. It must be due to the charity belt that her friend wore as a badge of honour that made her watch Raiza with interest. Her every move seemed destined to tease and flaunt all that beauty and Aiyana couldn't help but let out a growl of approval as she moved over to fondle the woman. Sitting behind Raiza she pulled the dark skinned girl into her lap, and rubbing her hands up and down her arms she created a nice warm friction on her skin. The other lady that Aiyana would happily eye fuck and more when she could get away with it was her good friend Lily.<br><br>Indeed as soon as the Princess joined them Aiyana's warm brown gaze roamed over her delightful form the woman made her interest very clear and hoped it would bring a delightful blush to the other woman's face. While happily rubbing the arms and sneaking squeezes of the rather delightful breast of one lady of the court and getting an eye full of another she answered the King's question. "I do not mind if the lady wishes to join us" that was all Aiyana would say on the subject for now. The Indian woman would investigate the newest addition to the harem in her own <em>personal</em> way later. <br><br>The woman had an almost evil smile on her lips as she briefly allowed her eyes to dip over Meygan before diving back to Lily, she gave all three woman her equal attention, it was fortunate for her that the king did not want her undivided attention, because three women were almost a bit to much but that was only because each lady deserved every fibre of her body and mind when Aiyana played, she played hard!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Norsegod1839</strong> on <strong>31-12-2017, 01:29:52</strong>
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				The minute the heavy stone door closed shut and the dark elf was gone a dry chuckle escaped King Marik. Pushing her buttons and testing her was rapidly becoming a favorite past time of his. <br><br>He knew more than she thought he did. Especially in how she was trying to circumvent him. He played along with it pretending to be much more interested in his harem then what she was doing. She was stupid enough to believe the rouse to! So doubting in his abilities and him being just a horn dog guy to actually pay him any mind. There's was a game of cat and mouse where the cat thought she was a cat. <br><br>And he was looking forward to proving HE was the cat.<br><br>"She'll be fine" He said waving his hand at the others reactions "Yuriko please have your agents continue working"<br><br>She was the only one of the harem who he trusted with clandestine operations. Not that he did not think the others were capable but Yuriko... well she was the most skill full by far. There was no one he trusted more than her when it came to such matters. <br><br>With that taken care of Marik turned his attention back to the young princess who had come to him. The others gave their console and he was happy to hear all of them were in agreement about helping her. At the mention of her mother not telling him about it Marik chuckled and moved over to the goblets of wine resting on the far side of the room.<br><br>"You're mother probably thought it would be more dramatic and suspenseful" Marik remarked his ringed hand clinking as he poured everyone a goblet of wine. Once the glasses were poured he loaded up a silver tray and moved back over to them. <br><br>"Come and get a drink then" He said with a large smile "So we can toast the new Alliance! I think it goes without saying my dear that me and my wives welcome you to our group. I will personally see to the deployment of our forces myself in helping your kingdom. I will also send supplies to bolster the provisions" <br><br>He let her express her gratitude for the news and the rest to gather the goblet. Once everyone had theirs he took his own and held it up.<br><br>"To the newest addition to our family" He said with a smile. Once everyone echoed his sentiments he brought the goblet to his lips and took a measured sip. He turned to Aiyana the second he finished the sip. <br><br>"Take the rest of the girls to the wing of our home" He told her not commanding but a polite suggestion "I will be with you all a little later I promised the twins I would stop in on their music lesson and I wish to see how my son is doing" <br><br>The twins were two of his harem girls who were underage but still promised to him. They much like Raiza were not currently sharing a bed with the king but promised to him. He made it a point to favor and make sure they were never ever feeling ignored. <br><br>He bowed to each of his ladies and kissed his newest bride on the cheek before moving towards the heavy doors leading out of his throne room. There would be a separate hidden door behind the throne that which the girls could take and go back to the southeast wing of the castle that also held their quarters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>03-01-2018, 15:13:14</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d1/87/27/d187273c74e808897a6ca6f82349bb48.jpg)<br><strong>Location</strong> Throne room- Towards the harem rooms<br><strong>Wearing</strong>this (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d2/04/3a/d2043a4a605553d26c9cba4a771bc466.jpg) hair and makeup (https://www.google.co.uk/search?client=tablet-android-lenovo&amp;biw=1280&amp;bih=800&amp;tbm=isch&amp;sa=1&amp;ei=GGM5Wvf2H8XPgAaKrqeIAw&amp;q=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;oq=modern+native+American+hair+style&amp;gs_l=mobile-gws-img.3..0i13k1j0i8i13i30k1.44208.47848.0.48573.12.7.0.0.0.0.400.1317.0j2j1j1j1.5.0....0...1c.1j4.64.mobile-gws-img..7.4.915...0j0i67k1j0i8i30k1j0i24k1.1593.NR4jDK_n05o#imgrc=DPG32-2nV2sA5M:)<br><br><hr><br>Aiyana rose and moved to take a glass from her lord. Raising it she spoke "To the family"&nbsp; the woman took what could only be classed as a polite sip, Aiyana didn't really enjoy drinking alcohol she found it muddled her senses and made her connection to the land wobbly. Placing the cup down she moved forward and snagged the newest member of the harem by the arm.&nbsp; "Welcome Meygan was it? My name is Aiyana" leading the princess by the arm the Indian woman walked towards the hidden door. " Don't be afraid were all very friendly here" she said trying to reassure the newest bride.<br><br>Opening the door the woman swept through into the hallway and paused. Aiyana didn't know what Meygan was like but the palace was beautiful to even the most unappreciative eye, she well wanted to make sure that Meygan didn't get losted, it was easy to do the palace had many twists and turns. Hidden alcoves in which the king had been known to drag one or more of his willing brides. Aiyana had taken her time to learn the passages and servant walkways of the palace, she had tried to escape back when the dark skinned woman had first become King Marik's bride, these days she used them more as a way to get to where she wanted to go quickly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sumara</strong> on <strong>10-01-2018, 02:15:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://danbooru.donmai.us/cached/data/__pirotess_record_of_lodoss_war_drawn_by_kiya_shii__e2541bd94e68d49e1b2a00d876b03f32.jpg)</div><strong>Clad:</strong> as depicted<br><strong>Location:</strong> Personal Chambers<br><br>Rather than head back to her office, Lady Sumara instead headed to her chambers.&nbsp; As they belonged to what was technically just an advisor, they lacked the same extravagance that the king and his harem enjoyed.&nbsp; A rather plain room for such a rich castle, most of the stone floors, walls, and ceiling were visible, with only the odd banners and rugs here and there to keep the place looking decent.&nbsp; Its size was hardly becoming of the descendent of an ancient dark elf emperor, even her old chambers back home were larger.&nbsp; A rather plain wooden table with chairs and a lesser noble's bed decorated the area other than the small fireplace, with a single window to peer out of.&nbsp; It was degrading for her to spend her time here, though such was the consequence of refusing to join his majesty's harem.<br><br>Officially, she was a vassal, a Queen who owed her allegiance to the King, her nation, what was left of it anyway, having to do as he willed.&nbsp; In an ironic twist, the ancient slavers became slaves.&nbsp; But this only served to fuel her ambitions even more so.&nbsp; In her rage, she hadn't bothered learning of the king's current location, having assumed he was still enthralled with his new plaything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>himawari</strong> on <strong>10-01-2018, 09:19:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/36800000/Mary-Queen-of-Scots-mary-queen-of-scots-reign-36882622-309-500.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Throne room to private quarters<br><strong>Outfit:</strong> &gt;&gt; as in picture<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">Her king had spoken and no one could object. They were all getting a new 'sister' to join them. Lily accepted the cup that was served and raised her glass to the new princess. She sipped hers and returned it to one of the wine bearers. When all was said and done, the court was adjourned. Everyone started to shuffle out of the court. The young princess joined Aiyana and the new princess as they headed out to the rooms.<br><br>"Hello. My name is Lily." She introduced herself with a smile when she finally caught up with them. "You have to pardon Lady Sumara. She always have her underwear up in her knot. Other than that, everyone is really nice. Especially Aiyana. She's like a big sister."<br><br></span></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Kings Harem (Group Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>11-01-2018, 20:20:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=279987.msg13766700#msg13766700">Quote from: Eliza on 20-12-2017, 10:36:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://farm5.staticflickr.com/4601/27376648009_2272c8704e_o.jpg)</div><strong>Location:</strong> Court to Throne Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Very revealing, cloak and cowl with King's chastity belt (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/j_bJG0OsMIU/maxresdefault.jpg)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aiyana, Princess Mey, Lily, Open<br><hr><br>"Aye, is true," Raiza said, walking alongside Lily. She inserted her arm around Lily's, having drunk her whole goblet of wine, in hopes that it would further warm her up. The drink had been familiar as it was the same mixture that had made Raiza a bit tipsy at time, all for King Marik's benefit. She was glad he controlled himself and didn't unlock her chastity belt the many times she was like this.<br><br>"You are part of the family now and we will welcome you warmly, well once we get to the harem proper," Raiza said, attempting to stay on Aiyana's heels so that she too didn't get lost. She had done that too many times, finding herself in awkward areas of the palace. One time, the wrong path led her to the barracks, in the midst of naked and half-naked soldiers. Without her chastity belt, she would have been violated that day, but she knew of valiant knights of the King who would take his precious Raiza out of that situation.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>
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