The Harem Girls (CP & TianaDarklife)
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				Title: <strong>The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>31-12-2013, 00:53:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/112/640x853_19389_Legend_Of_The_Cryptids_2d_illustration_fantasy_warrior_steampunk_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)</div>The journey back had been long and arduous, but Alain had been keeping the King company the whole time. The king had been off conquering the land of Albioth to the east, and had brought on a small regiment of mercenaries to be his personal bodyguards. It had mostly gone well up until about a week ago, when they'd been ambushed. Alain had gotten the king away, and once they were away, the scroll that Alain had grabbed off one of the men he'd slain defending the king had given the king all he needed to win the war. And the entire trip back from Albioth to Scarstoe, the king had been going on and on about how he was going to reward Alain for winning the war for him single handedly. Alain wasn't sure if it was idle boast, honest praise or some bizarre combination of the two, but the King had not let him leave his side since that decisive victory last week. Alain had even had to sit with the King while he wrote a number of messages on small scrolls to be sent via raven back to the kingdom back home, so they would know the campaign was won.<br><br>He sighed, shifting his tunic around his muscular form impatiently. For the last week, they'd been riding back in a wagon, and hadn't stopped anywhere. It had driven Alain slightly mad. They hadn't even stopped to wash their clothes, and so Alain's tunic had flecks of dried blood still on it. He couldn't wait to wash it clean. He was a muscular fellow, but lean and agile. He'd never wanted to be big and stupid - just fast and dangerous, with sapphire cerrulean eyes that the King had described as oceans of intimidation. More than once, he'd thought about simply slipping out of the wagon in the middle of the night and heading out, but the king had promised a reward, and Alain was strapped for cash at the moment. Not like he had anywhere to run to, either, a vagabond mercenary without a home to call his own.<br><br>Alain had been a warrior for as long as he could remember, probably some twenty years now, having started as a spry lad of twelve but he'd been a mercenary for most of that. He'd grown up in Cyprill, the kingdom to the north of Scarstoe, and had been in their army for about a year before he'd left and struck out on his own when the rest of his unit had been slain because they'd been too stupid to see the need for retreat. That was the last time he'd joined an army. They didn't have any common sense, and Alain had plenty. He'd left Cyprill, and headed south to Scarstoe, where he'd gotten a bit of flack from people for his appearance. He was darker skinned that most of the people of Scartoe - not ebony like the Ritellans to the far south, but a dusky, sandy color. He'd been able to pass off as a particularly tan Scartoan from time to time, but most people could recognize him as Cyprillian from the onset, and some people had some interesting ideas about the Cyprillians. That they were all sorcerors and wizards and demonic barbarians. Alain had never seen a demon in his entire life, and he knew exactly two spells - one to generate a tiny amount of flame, to light a candle or torch, and one help him locate water. Not that most people believed him, of course.<br><br>"Alain, dear boy, come here!" the king called, and Alain sighed a little and headed towards the front of the wagon. <br>"My lord?" Alain said. <br>"Take a look, Alain. This... is your fiefdom." Alain arched a thin dark eyebrow. <br>"My lord?" he asked, questioningly. "I don't understand." <br>The king chuckled. "It's all be arranged. No longer are you Alain Delmont the brigand, but you are now Lord Alain Delmont, liege of the fiefdom of Barrant, which includes three major cities and... what was it, Vizier?" he said as he tapped the old man next to them, his oldest advisor. <br>The Vizier, jostled awake, said, "A dozen or so minor cities and a hundred or so farms. Several hundred miles of land, all said and done. And the castle, of course." <br>The king laughed, slapping the Vizier on the back, who let out a surpised OOPH of air. "The castle! Yes, we're approaching it now! It's your castle, my boy. These are your people, your subjects!" <br>Alain frowned for only a second. "M'lord, I'm grateful, but what do I know about ruling a fiefdom?" <br>"About as much as I did about ruling a country when I started, I imagine!" the king said with a laugh. "Don't worry, you'll get it all worked out. Most of the actual work is handled by advisors who have been with the fiefdom since before either of us were born." <br>"Then what happened to the previous lord?" <br>"Died in the campaign! So you'll still have all his house servants to manage the castle, and the advisors to handle much of the day to day. Oh you'll have to make rulings about crop lines, market prices, disputes and the such, but it really isn't that complicated. You'll do fine!" <br>"May I speak freely, my king?" <br>"Absolutely Alain! You're a lord now!" <br>Alain sighed. "All I really want is a chance to get some sleep, get a good meal, some fine drink and get a pretty girl to fuck until I pass out. And now I'm a Lord? Sounds like work." <br>The king snickered. "Well, let's just say I've thrown in a little surprise, which is why we've steered clear of the taverns and brothels on the way back." <br>"Dare I ask?" <br>"When a new lord assumes the fiefdom, he needs to build his harem, and so each township is required to send a girl as tribute." <br>"I... I have a harem now?" <br>"Well, you will! They should all be at the castle waiting for you, or arriving shortly. And I suspect your harem will grow, as the smaller towns and villages want to gain favor. Look at it as an adventure! Anyhow, you're here now, and all the wealth in the castle belongs to you. Gold, silver, jewels... everything! The Vizier will send word of any responsibilities you have to me later, but for now, enjoy your reward! There's your horse! Go see your new home!"<br>"Thank you, my king."<br>"Don't thank me until you see what kind of pussy the townships have sent," he said with a laugh. "If they don't send quality snatch, well, you punish those peasants like they deserve. I doubt they will, though. Everyone wants to make a good first impression on the new lord. Now off you go! Not another word!"<br><br>Alain grabbed his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder, his sword still with him, as he moved to straddle the horse. "Thank you, my king." <br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.wallpaperslandscape.com/wallpapers/fantasy-castle-13-landscape-wallpaper-1024x768.jpg)</div>He started riding towards the castle, his jet black hair blowing in the sharp wind. It was quite a lovely view, he had to admit. The castle was on a high outcropping, overlooking his fiefdom in every direction. Rather than looking imposing or intimidating, it merely looked... strong. He was sure there was going to be much to learn about the people he now ruled over, but for the time being, he mostly wanted to see his new home. The horse rode along the path and headed up towards the castle. There were guards at the front gate who saluted him. He wondered idly how they knew he was the new lord, but then saw a drawing of himself on a poster on the wall - apparently the king had sketched him out and sent it to let the people know of their new lord. He sighed a little bit, wondering if the king was being flattering or if the years had actually grown him into a rugged kind of handsome. It had been some time since Alain had seen himself in a mirror.<br><br>Home, he thought. Well then, let's get a look at the place, from treasury to harem...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>03-01-2014, 05:12:08</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Moire</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://chivethebrigade.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/redheads-500-18.jpg)</div></div>Moire sighed as she looked over the castle from a hill. As tribute from her city to the new lord, she was rather irked about becoming some toy to some new pompous lord but she had a duty to uphold. She spurred on the horse that had been gifted to her for her transportation. She galloped to the gates and shouted to the guards to let her in. "I'm Moire, tribute to the new lord!" she shouted out. Her voice carried on the wind to the guards who raised the gate and allowed her to proceed into the castle.<br><br>She entered the castle and was immediately greeted by a young gentleman who bowed to her. "Hello miss, you must be one of the tributes, please allow me to show you to the room in which you lovely tributes will be waiting in." He turned on his heel and headed straight for the central door that led off of the main entrance. She followed dutifully though she did not appreciate the way he just assumed her to obediently follow. None the less she was going to do what she had to in order to bring her city the highest honors. She entered the room and was immediately astonished at how extravagant the room was. She looked around in aw as she took in the beauty of it. 'At least if I have to live a life of captivity and servitude I'll be well tended' she thought to herself.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Amisi</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/k4qNRmwli-A/hqdefault.jpg)</div></div>Amisi smiled as she reached the lake at the foot of the castle. It was positively beautiful and she couldn't wait to head into the palace. Her hair was adorned with the greatest jewels the city could manage and her chocolate eyes were lined with khoal as was tradition to her people, her lips tinted with a bronzed gloss. Her ebony hair flowed down her back in a straight cascade to her waistline. Her dress was short but not indecent and she walked gracefully right up to the gate. "Please, let me in, I am tribute of my city!" she called to the guards . The gate lifted and she passed through with a large smile.<br><br>She was greeted by the same young gentleman the moment she entered through the main entrance. "Hello, you must be one of the tributes for our new lord. Please follow me." he led her through the double doors off the main entrance room and into the room meant for the tributes to greet their new lord and master. "You will need to wait here for the lord to arrive." She nodded and walked deeper into the room. She took a seat on a plush looking pillow and sat there, quiet and deep in thought. She prayed that the new lord was a gentle, kind man who she could speak with on a more scholarly level.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Tiffany</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spmYDgsZUvI/UOg1Uo11gsI/AAAAAAAAJUQ/4_AacCggigw/s640/sexy-blond1.jpg)</div></div>Tiffany walked along the paths of the forest up to the castle gate, her feet bare and blackened by the long journey. "Please, allow me to enter" she called quietly, her voice a gentle silken caress. The gate opened to allow the delicate flower to pass. She walked along with a grace and bearing that belied her noble upbringing. She wasn't heavily adorned with jewels or makeup but was instead decorated with a simple string of fragile glass beads and a flower tucked in her messy bun to accentuate her earthy beauty. She entered quietly and tapped a young gentleman on the shoulder. "Excuse me, I am tribute from the city, where am I to wait?" she asked softly, her voice pure velvet to the ears.<br><br>He smiled at her and bowed. "Just in time milady, you are the final tribute to arrive. Follow me to the receiving room where you will await his lordship." He seemed to be much more delicate towards her, as if he could tell she was a fragile flower within. She smiled kindly and followed him, her smile seeming to brighten the area around herself. She entered the room and seemed completely unphased by the show of riches that the room held. She moved to a brightly lit corner of the room near and window and turned her face to the sun. She let out a small sigh as its warmth filled her with joy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>07-01-2014, 00:57:59</strong>
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				Alain arrived at the castle, hoping to slip in, but sadly finding himself being saluted at every turn. It wasn't the kind of thing he particularly wanted for himself, but such was the life of a lord. This was going to be the kind of thing he would have to learn to accept. He was a little curious what had happened to the previous lord's harem, but he suspected they'd simply been returned to their townships or given private chambers to live out on the grounds as they saw fit for the rest of their lives. He was sure someone would tell him if he asked. In fact, he was pretty sure someone would answer any question that he asked. That was also going to take some getting used to. He couldn't be as much of the smug smartass he'd been for most of his life. No, now if he made an off-the-cuff remark, it might get taken seriously, and that was a danger he would have to watch out for. He finally made his way past the guards and into the courtyard of the castle, where a young man was awaiting him. <br><br>"Greetings my new lord. welcome to your new home." A dry chuckle rolled off of Alain's lips as he swung his leg back and hopped off his horse. A guard scurried forward to grab the horse's reins. The young man held out his hand, and Alain looked at him curiously for a second. "Please, my lord, allow me to carry your bag." Alain sighed and shrugged, handing it to him. "You know I could carry it myself, don't you?" "Of course, my lord, but this is your castle. We are here to tend to such things." "What's your name, son?" Alain said. The young man probably wasn't more than five or ten years younger than he was, but Alain knew he'd probably never seen far past this castle. "Rodrigo, sir." "Well, Rodrigo," Alain said, patting him on the shoulder, "I understand you need to treat me like a lord, but please, by all means, keep it from getting out of hand. I'm a salt of the earth kind of man, and if there's too much bowing and scraping, I'm likely to strangle someone. Destarch your shirt and give me the rundown of this place."<br><br>Rodrigo smirked a little bit, curiously, shaking his head slightly. "You are nothing like our previous lord, sir." "Gods, I hope not. He died in battle because he was too stupid to see what was coming. Me, I'd rather live long, and now it seems like I'm going to have a change in lifestyle. Give me the tour." "Your tributes await your presence, m'lord." "They can await a few minutes longer. I'd rather know where I shit and sleep before I worry about who to fuck first." Alain laughed a little bit, and Rodrigo laughed with him. "You are most definitely not like our previous lord. Well then, sir, let me give you the quick tour. The castle's quite large so don't be distraught if you get lost in it for the first few months. For the most part, the ground floor is meeting areas for you to deal with subjects, weapons lockers, stables for the horses, and the staff's area." "The staff's on the ground floor with the horses? That seems rather cruel." "The horses are outside, and our chambers are more than generous sir, but thank you for your concern. The only exception to that is your harem girls each have their own chamber on the top floor, not far from the central harem chamber, and not far from your master bedroom suite. There is plenty of room for expansion, too, so if you feel, ah, your appetites growing, you can increase your stable." Alain scowled at him. "That's not a fair way to speak of women, Rodrigo." The young man blanched. "Sorry, sir. The last lord was rather... coarse about it." "Oh, I'm sure I'll be just as coarse, but you should still be polite to the people you fuck, treat them like human beings." "Yes sir. Would you like to meet them now?" He sighed. "Were they ugly?" "Not at all sir." "Did any of them seem particularly angry about being tributes?" "One of them seemed a little reticent, but I'm sure you'll warm her over, sir." Alain nodded with a sigh. "Fine. Take me there, then take my backpack up to my quarters." "Your sword, sir?" Alain hesistated for a second, then unbuckled it. "I hope I don't regret giving you this." "You won't sir."<br><br>The two men headed into the waiting room where the girls had been placed, Rodrigo walking in first. "Ladies, allow me to present your new lord, Alain Delmont, Liege of Barrant. You should welcome him to the best of your abilities and consumate your new roles as soon as you feel comfortable in doing so." Alain stepped forward and looked over each of the girls in turn. A redhead, a brunette and a blonde. Well, that would certainly help. Alain was often terrible with names but the colors would help him differentiate each one. "Ladies," Alain said, entering the room, heading over to sit down on an unoccupied couch off to the side. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>09-01-2014, 22:06:40</strong>
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				Moire, Amisi, and Tiffany all looked up from what they were doing and smiled graciously at their new lord. Moire's smile seemed forced and rather unhappy but what else was to be expected of the girl who had come from the large trade city, their city was a little different from most of the country in the fact that there women were treated equal to men and were considered just as capable of great feats of strength and battle. She stood and gave the lord a rather unrefined curtsy before sitting back down. The entire time she kept silent, not willing to risk the wrath of the lord on her city.<br><br>Amisi seemed welcoming and when she stood she approached the lord slowly. She took to one knee and bowed her head so that she may please him Amisi was from the scholars city which was a very short distance from the lords palace. She stood slowly and kept her eyes to the ground. "Welcome m'lord, I have been very anxious to meet you sir." her voice was smooth as silk, and richly accented with gentle, flowing words that seemed to caress the listener. "Please, I hope that I am a suitable tribute sir."<br><br><br>Tiffany didn't move, barely stirred as she stared at the lord with beautiful eyes. She seemed shy, almost afraid to approach the new lord as boldly as Amisi had. She inclined her head as a sign that she acknowledged the difference in their roles and turned back to the son. He was very handsome but he made quite the intimidating sight. She prayed he didn't take offense to her lack of speech but she wasn't sure she would be capable of uttering anything intelligible. She had been hoping for someone who would be merciful and kind, but at first glace the man who had entered seem anything but merciful or kind. He seemed like he would be rough and brutish.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 20:46:30</strong>
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				"You are suitable," he said reassuringly. "You are all quite suitable, no need to worry about that. You'll have to forgive my lack of refinement. I've spent much of my life on the battlefield, defending important men from dangerous villains hellbent on murdering them. I was defending the king not so very long ago." He reached a hand forward to brush Amisi's cheek, brushing along the underside of her chin to get her to lift her eyes to him. "Come now, you mustn't go the whole time without looking at me. You're going to end up tripping over your own feet all over the place like that." He moved to take her hand and helped her up to her feet and then pulled her down to gently sit in his lap. "None of this was my idea, I want you ladies to realize that, but the king would take great affront were I to refuse his gift. When I saved his life a moon ago, he was quite enthusiastic about making sure his debt to me was repaid. You ladies were part of that debt." He teased a fingertip along Amisi's neck gingerly. "And right now, it seems like you're the only one of the three who isn't afraid of me. No matter. Hopefully you'll all come around in time, realize I'm not so bad. I took care of the king, no reason to assume I won't take care of you all as well, assuming you don't mean me any harm." He chuckled throatily.<br><br>His hand brushed down along Amisi's arm, looking over to the other two. "You needn't stand so far away, ladies. I do not bite unless provoked. I'm sure none of you has spent much time with uncooth men of battle such as myself, but we aren't the mindless thugs that so many people make us out to be. You needn't be so afraid of me as to think I'm going to harm you. Hell, I can't even imagine doing much harm to your cities, unless it's purely by accident as I learn the ins and outs of being a lord. So you may each come to deal with me as you see fit, and hopefully you will overcome your shyness in time. Or, in your case, your anger," he said, looking Moire's way. "But I ask you to bear in mind this whole situation was through no instigation of mine. And I am attempting to show as much deference as I can, considering I've been the last three months without so much as a woman in sight." His fingertip trailed across Amisi's stomach slowly. "You can imagine what that kind of environment does to a man." He licked his lips just a little bit. They were all quite lovely, but so far, only this one seemed to have any real interest in him, and even that seemed to be heavily tinted with fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>15-01-2014, 23:11:20</strong>
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				Amisi smiled up at Alain and leaned into his touch. "Th...Thank you sir." She bit her lip and looked him over a couple times. He was a handsome, gentle seeming man and she wanted him. Sure he wasn't some great scholar but he seemed genuine. She reached out and gently touched his arm. "You are too kind." She tried to hold her head high but she had been taught for quite some time that women were below men and thus should keep their eyes averted and their mouths shut unless addressed.<br><br>Moire stood and walked toward him with a very angry look on her face. "I am not now, nor will I ever be afraid of you. I will always hold this against you and your smug little way you feel you have to brag about your battles." She was very peeved with the way he thought of himself. She leaned down to stare him directly in the eyes. "My city treats us as equals, we are just as decorated for our feats in battle and the only thing that is different with our genders is that us women can also give birth to the next generation." She growled irritably.<br><br>Tiffany smiled over at Alain, and nodded at him. She still didn't feel the courage to move toward him but she wanted him to know that she didn't hold anything against him. She looked back up at the window and sighed contently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>21-01-2014, 20:19:56</strong>
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				His hand brushed along Amisi's cheek, caressing it gingerly, trailing that fingertip down her neck and along the curve of her collarbone, as if dallying with the idea of letting his fingertips trail lower, while she sat on his lap, but not yet decided on his course of action. He let his fingertip trail down her arm and across her stomach gingerly, slyly, gently. "I am kind and cruel in equal measures, like all men." <br><br>Alain turned his eyes to Moire as she walked towards him. "Brag," he said, his voice flat in tone. "How <em>fucking</em> ignorant are you?" he growled before inhaling a sharp breath and then forcing it out. "I have been to hell and back for this kingdom, and without the actions of men <em>and</em> women like myself, this whole land would be overturned by barbarians, who would've raped and pillaged every one of your cities and then razed them to the ground. If you consider it smug that I am glad to be alive, to have survived that horror, then so be it. And if you would like to learn the ways of battle, pretty girl, I will be happy to teach them to you. But this is the role that's been assigned to me, and that the role that's been assigned to you, and glaring at me because your city dealt you a bum hand will do you no good at all. In fact, if you are so opposed to doing the duty <em>your</em> city has pushed upon <em>you</em> when I went to war for a country that is not even mine, then fine, you may go and sit in the corner and do... nothing." His fingertips curled a bit, as if he was resisting making a fist, before he relaxed them.<br><br>He inhaled a deep breath and let it out again with a bit of forceful sigh. "I am sorry. I am tense, I am weary and I am attempting to do the best with the expectations that have been foisted upon me by the king. I apologize if I come across a bit strong or rash." He leaned in and kissed Amisi's shoulder, pushing the strap off the dress off on one side, so he could kiss there. Tiffany seemed content staying distant for the time being, so he would handle them each as he could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>21-01-2014, 22:33:17</strong>
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				Amisi shuddered with delight at the gentle caresses he was playing across her skin. She leaned into him and smiled with the genuine joy of her heart. She felt content and happy just sitting there in her Masters arms. His voice was soothing to her even as he let out such a rough growl toward the redheaded woman. "Master, please, don't let her get to you. After all she comes from a city that has never known refinement. They are the barbarians of this proud country." She stated with a gentle voice that was an attempt to sooth his inner beast.<br><br>Moire fixed Amisi with a dark glare before turning it back Alain. "NOTHING?! I was going to be recognized as my cities top student from the academy! I was our best up and coming warrior!" She fell into a stance that was very obviously a challenge and stared him down. "If you don't believe me then why don't you try me you fucking bastard." She was in such a state of rage that no measure of reasoning would calm. The only thing that would calm her fury would be the sweet sound of metal hitting metal, the feel of flesh against flesh, and the cries of the defeated afterward. "Or do you fear that I will put you to shame, My Lord" The last two words dripped with such venom and mocking that is was almost palpable.<br><br>Tiffany seemed to be frightened by how dark the tones of the room were growing and she stood slowly. She moved even further away by heading to the small side door that was usually used by servants to enter and leave without much notice. She grabbed the handle and contemplated leaving, fleeing for her own safety, but she didn't want to anger the new Master by doing so either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>28-01-2014, 01:22:20</strong>
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				His fingertips brushed slowly across Amisi's stomach, even as he verbally sparred with Moire. He could tell the redhead was not going to be placated with words, which was fine. He had dealt with angry people his entire life. One more would not be that much of a challenge. "Up and coming," he said, the derision obvious in his voice. "You don't say. Excuse me, dear." He helped Amisi slide away from him as he moved to stand to his feet, sliding out of his jacket, so he was just in the loose tunic and trousers. "Your city might take offense if I were to kill the tribute they sent to me, so you'll forgive me if I require that we do this bare handed." <br><br>His demeanor was calm, controlled, completely unlike the rage Moire was in right now, which he expected would be her downfall. Of course, it also would not help that she was purely an academic fighter, whereas he had several campaigns beneath his belt. It was easy to be cocky and overconfident before setting foot on a real battlefield. Schools were predictable environments, full of rules and formalities, whereas a real battlefield had no such thing. Instead, there was only one rule - survive, and he had been at that a long time. His posture shifted, adopting a fighting stance he was certain she'd never seen before. "On your own time."<br><br>He could tell the serenity with which he spoke to her, even being challenged, was going to upset her and make her even more upset, which was part of his aim. But she wanted a lesson, and he would provide.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 23:28:26</strong>
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				Amisi reached out and gently touched his arm. "Please sir, don't engage her." She looked sad as she looked from him to Moire and back. "She's just angry because she can't understand the honor that her city has given her." She looked over at Moire who was standing there, staring angrily back at Alain. Amisi rose to her feet and moved to stand in front of him. "Sir, why don't you send her to her room and let her just sit there for a while, let her calm herself so that she can be with us like civilized people. She has nothing of real value to us anyways sir, we are all we need right?"<br><br>Moire fixed Amisi with a glare of absolute hatred and sneered. "You pathetic little whore, you would grovel for him and lower yourself to the standards of some common little fuck thing." Her face distorted with disgust. "You are just as vile a creature as the man that you are willing to crawl for." She fixed him with a new glare of disgust. "I don't want to fight you, I don't want you to touch me in any way. Why don't you use the little whore as your plaything and let me be for the rest of my days."<br><br>Tiffany's face paled as all the anger was thrown around the room so bitterly. She pulled her knees to her chest moved further into the corner of the room, terrified that it would be turned to her. She stared at the floor as she waited for somebody's wrath to break loose and for the real terror of the situation begin to flare up. She bit her lip as she looked from Amisi to Alain to Moire and back again. "Please...Please don't fight, even if everything seems as if we could never be happy with eachother there is no need for fighting." Her voice was as soft as the smallest bell in the most ornate bell towers and it shook with fear as she pushed herself to her feet. "Please, Sir, don't allow this all to taint what should be a good day. Moire is a proud woman who feels jilted by her own city, she feels as if she has been lowered in status and discarded as a shameful secret of her family. Amisi, she seems to thrive on intellect and yet her actions here, encouraging the disdain of another who has much to teach in an area she knows little about, that doesn't seem so scholarly. And you Sir, yes she began the verbal attack on you first, but to lower yourself to the level of a petty argument seems a tad saddening to me." She folded her hands in her lap as she stepped forward, moving closer to all of them.<br><br>"Moire, you weren't discarded. They chose you because not only are you the most beautiful they had to offer, but you are the most skilled and thus you represent the best they have to offer, is that not an honor?" She looked to Amisi. "You do not know how to fight well do you, and yet you would like to condemn a skill warrior for what she has to teach us all. That does not sound like the brilliant scholar I know of you to be. You are the most brilliant and beautiful one that your city has to offer, and yet you would risk shaming them by acting this way." She stopped just short of Alain and took to one knee in front of him. "I am the humble daughter of a merchant who taught me much of the ways to apply diplomacy Milord. I'm not certain that I was the best my city had to offer but I am here to serve however I must."<br><br>Moire and Amisi were both staring at her with shock and confusion after the way she had stepped forward to handle the huge disagreement that had arisen. She had successfully silenced Amisi's encouraging tongue and she had cooled the fires inside Moire's heart for the time being. Instead they both just looked shocked that the timid girl who had been hiding in the corner had stepped forward and spoken so boldly of them all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>05-02-2014, 21:33:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alain sighed. He was tired, weary, and the many days spent in battle had ensured his ability to think was not as sharp as it was. Sure, he could have easily bested Moire in a round of combat, but it was likely not the correct thing to do. Diplomacy had never been one of his strong suits. He wasn't a negotiator, a discussor. He was brought in when those kinds of actions had failed, and often when the straight forward soldiering had failed as well. Alain would've been called a rogue by anyone brave or foolish enough to try and apply that term to him, but truth be told he was simply a man trying to make his way in the world. He wanted to improve his station, and now that he'd found himself with an improved station, he clearly was somewhat out of his depth. "I ... apologize. I am weary, and my head is not as clear as it should be. I have spent long, far too long, on the battlefield, dealing with desperate men and women taking desperate actions, and the last thing I am eager to do is to get into another fight, but I am used to having to treat each challenge as an obstacle that must be overcome, not shirked from, even when caution or wisdom should get the better of me."<br><br>He relaxed his stance with another sigh. "I'm... I'm not very good at this whole Lord this, as I'm sure you can tell. Thank you for your wisdom, Tiffany. It is best that cooler heads prevailed and it did not come to blows." He knew that he probably would have fought more in anger than necessary, which would not have been good. He might have wounded her pride even further. "I... I am unequipped to deal with this kind of situation. To Moire's point, I have spent time in the company of whores - all men like myself are accustomed to when we were constantly on the march, never staying any one place long enough to make a meaningful connection with a woman. You may look down upon them, Moire, but they need to make a living as much as anyone. For them, it is a profession, and looking down upon those who seek to earn honest livings is not fair of any of us." He moved to sit back down on the couch, although he was sitting in the corner of it, as if he was a bit ashamed of his actions, muttering to himself, "I'm so not cut out for this..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>01-04-2014, 04:08:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tiffany moved to sit beside Alain and reached out to touch his arm gently. "You are a warrior, not a noble, yet you carry yourself with a bearing that commands even the respect of kings. Sir you are the very best of what your people could offer to a kingdom such as ours. While I may not know much of scholars or warring nations I do know a fair amount of how to treat a situation with diplomacy and care. I offer my knowledge to you, for you to do with as you please. If it suits you I will be your consultant or teacher, or whatever pleases milord."<br><br>Moire plopped down with a huff next to Alain on the floor. "My begrudging apologies sir. I should have held more respect for a man of your status on the battlefield. My people would be greatly ashamed to hear I had disrespected a fellow warrior in the manner I did." She didn't offer her services, more so out of pride than out of anger. "Please forgive my arrogance."<br><br>Amisi remained standing there in stunned silence as she watched the other girls take their places beside him. she wasn't quite sure what to do. Tiffany had raised a good point, but she didn't want to learn to be a warrior. She only wanted to earn her place at his side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 22:14:51</strong>
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				"If I am the very best, then this kingdom is doomed," he said with a slightly bitter laugh. "When the King told me I was to be a lord, I wanted to tell him that I only wanted the perks and none of the responsibilities. I would have been content to come home from the war, and do nothing more than eat, drink, fuck and sleep for a few weeks time, but instead, here I am, the lord of a domain I know nothing about that has no interest in having me here." He shook his head. "I must have been out of my mind to not at least try and dissuade the King from his path. I appreciate your counsel, Tiffany, and will always gladly welcome it."<br><br>He reached a hand out to take one of Moire's, giving it a soft squeeze. "We will navigate these problems together, Moire. If you want to continue training, we can train together. While I may be a lord now, there is no reason to think I wouldn't need to keep my skills sharp. We can figure it out as we go."<br><br>Alain gestured for Amisi to come and join them. "Don't worry, Amisi; you needn't pick up a sword. What kind of lord would I be if I forced the girls of my harem to take up skills they had no interest in?" He took her hand and pulled her to sit down with them. "Each of you can play to your strengths."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>08-04-2014, 22:41:20</strong>
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				Tiffany smiled and stared down at her lap. "You will be a fine lord of the kingdom sir, every lord has things he must learn to do in order to properly run the kingdom he runs, you are fresh blood, and you are a fierce warrior, at very least you will have the cities too fearful to try and rebel for a while, at least until you can learn your diplomacy." She stated calmly, her voice a soothing lilt.<br><br>Moire looked to him and frowned. "You would allow me to fight? To continue to learn how to battle?" She did not hide the eagerness in her tone. "Even though it could result in injuries that would mar my beauty?" She asked suspiciously. She had not trained with a dulled blade in quite some time, since her childhood really. She always thought that the best way to learn would be to strike at your partner with the same fierce intent that you would an enemy, it was the only way a person could truly better themselves in her opinion.<br><br>Amisi reluctantly moved to sit near him. "I don't have much in the ways of diplomacy or battles, I have only the knowledge that scrolls and books have given me. It is mostly useless sir." Her voice was full of disappointment, the other girls were interesting, they had skills that could be applied to his cause as Lord, her knowledge of ancient farming methods and such were useless, outdated and unneeded, she feared she would never earn her place at his side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 01:09:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled once again when she said the cities will be too fearful to rebel. "Best for them not to rebel at all. I will offer diplomacy, but I will not tolerate insurrection and dissention. It is my domain now, and I will see to it that the cardinal rule of management is followed. You can never make all of the people happy, so your goal should always be to make the most amount of people the least miserable you can."<br><br>He turned to look at Moire with a bit more even keel now. "Of course I would, as long as, in return, you upheld your end of the bargain. Scars do not dimish beauty - they enhance it, as long as they are managed. I will train you myself, giving you the benefit of training from someone who has seen many a battle. But you are a woman and I am a man, and you have been presented to my harem. Each to give something with value, and each to receive something of value in return. You would agree that's fair?"<br><br>Finally, he turned to Amisi. "Knowledge is rarely useless, Amisi. It simply needs to be applied judiciously. Life, like any other battle, lives by one rule - if you do not learn from your mistakes, you will only repeat them. You must find how to use the skills that you have, and apply them as best you are able, and if you find they are not enough, well, you can always pick up new skills along the way." He looked over all three of them. "We each have something to learn. None of us is without flaw." He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Aimisi's cheek. "I will not force any of you to do anything you do not wish - you do not need eat with me if you do not want, you do not need to fuck me if you do not want - but it is something you will need all consider."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 02:25:54</strong>
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				Tiffany smiled and leaned in to embrace him. "You are truely a kind and benevolent man Alain Delmont." She stated as she nuzzled against him in a gentle and caring manner. "I was given to you as a woman for the bed and I will act as such for you, I only request that you be gentle with me sir. I am unexperienced and unsure of how to perform the acts you may wish of me." Her voice was soft and delicate as she spoke.<br><br>Moire stared at him for a moment uncertain of if she was offended by his proposition or if she was ok with it. She smiled and nodded. "I can do that for you Master Alain. I will be your willing pupil, and if ever delicacy bores you, not as if to say that Tiffany herself would, but if ever you need to be a little more rough then I am at your service. I have a high pain tolerance and very little bothers me. I am also unexperienced but I am willing to learn."<br><br>Amisi looked up at him and offered him a quivering smile. "Y...You mean it?" She seemed so delicate, fragile as if she would break if he touched her at all. She bit her lip when he kissed her and she leaned against him as well. "I am yours Master, for whatever you wish me to do."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>22-04-2014, 03:25:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alain chuckled a little bit, glancing at Tiffany. "I will not be rough you, my dear." He turned to glance at Moire with a smirk. "Unless that sort of thing appeals to you, in which case, we can indulge." He glanced over at Amisi with a wry smile. "Each of you deserves a chance to learn what it is you enjoy in bed and what you do not. And, in time, you will come to learn the things that please me and displease me." He turned to smirk wryly at Amisi. "I noticed you did not say you are inexperienced as well. I would hazard a guess that you have read a great deal about the art of pleasing a man, and perhaps even pleasing other women, but do not have any practical experience in that matter, as your city wanted to keep you 'pure' for when this day came, am I correct?"&nbsp; He could see Amisi was slightly nervous and offered her a smile of reassurance. "Come come now, Amisi. It is no thing of shame; it is a thing of pride. You should always take pride in your learning. The pursuit of knowledge is its own reward. But you will need to keep this in mind - you three are my harem. Sometimes we will lie together one at a time. Sometimes I may want two, or even all three, of you together with me. The other cities within the kingdom may even send more girls at some point, who knows... but I ask none of you grow jealous of each other. We are, for all intents and purposes, a family now."<br><br>He tilted his head and leaned in to press a kiss against Tiffany's lips, soft, gentle, but sincere and affectionate. He then pulled back, reached over and grabbed Moire's shock of fiery red locks and pulled her lips up against his, certainly more fierce and claiming, but no less affectionate. In fact, his tongue pushed into her mouth for a moment before he pulled back from the kiss, just an inch, that wolfish smile upon his lips. "There is no shame in liking what we like. No reason to be embarassed by what turns us on and what turns us off. Find that which stokes the fire within you, and embrace it. Do not fight it. Some of you will prefer to make love, soft and tender, gentle, like spring rain. Some of you will prefer to fuck, wild and without containment. Neither is more correct than the other. As we learn what we each like and do not, I will be able to better determine how to sate my pleasures with you, and how to make sure that brings as much pleasure <em>to</em> you as possible."<br><br>"Come, let us make our way to the bedroom. All of us. Our first time will be as we arrived. Together." They stepped from the room, Amisi under his left arm, Tiffany under his right, and Moire directly in front of him, her ass pressed up against his hips, as they stepped out and smiled at the young man. "Show me the way to my bed chambers, lad. Let me see this master bedroom suite you spoke so highly of." Rodrigo led Alain and the girls up the stairs and into the master bedroom. It truly was something lavish and resplendant, almost intimidating in its extravagance. The bed, his bed, was large enough to hold a small army, at least eight people without so much as a challenge, and Alain chuckled. "I see the former lord held quite the party in here." "He, ah, did like to entertain, m'lord," Rodrigo said. "Fuck," Alain corrected. "No need to be delicate around me, lad. I've been around, seen the world. This, well..." he said as he gave Moire a playful little push in the direction of the bed, "this is a bed made for fucking. Close the door on the way out, and have food for four sent up in, oh, five or six hours." He winked at Rodrigo, as the young man blushed and then excused himself, closing the door.<br><br>"Now, ladies," Alain said as he let each of the girls slip from under his arms, heading over to the bed. He pulled the tunic up and over his head, tossing it aside. He was muscular, but those muscles were adorned with many a scar, and there were a few tattoos on his flesh, mostly ornamentation but nothing drawn so as to be recognizable, except for the phoenix on his left shoulder, a bird of fire that covered from his collar bone down almost to his elbow, gloriously rendered in colors of fire, with a pair of sapphire eyes peering out from the shade of flames. "I do believe it is time we got undressed and more familiar with each other."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>23-04-2014, 21:56:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The three walked with him as he spoke, gladly offering what they could for him though when they looked at each other they weren't entirely certain how he expected to have all three of them at the same time, he was only one man after all. It just didn't seem possible to them, not if any of them were to experience much pleasure in learning him as well. Moire wrinkled her nose as various possibilities of what he would want ran through her mind, she wasn't really into women so the thoughts that her mind focused on made her uncomfortable. She didn't say a word however, too nervous to risk upsetting the man she had just worked things through with. He was a magnificent warrior and when he bared his chest she melted a little inside. She moved toward him and without saying a word she dipped her head to very gently trace one of his scars with her tongue, she wasn't sure why but she felt so compelled to do so.<br><br>Amisi smiled however as she looked over at Tiffany, she found her to be very beautiful, exotic even. Perhaps Alain would want her to teach Tiffany a little bit, women were her one specialty since that was how she had lived before being sent away. Yes she was still a virgin, but in the pursuit of knowledge they had separated themselves from the distractions of the opposite sex and thus spent a lot of down time with others of the same sex. Some of them had even experimented a little bit with eachother. She watched as Moire approached him and tasted him and she knew she had to have at least a small taste herself, so before she could stop herself she grabbed Tiffany's hand and dragged her toward Alain. She kissed Tiffany's hand before releasing to start her own onslaught on him. She moved to stand behind him and her hands moved to his shoulders, working small circles against the tight muscles she found there.<br><br>Tiffany watched the display of the other two with heated cheeks. She knew so little about men and she wasn't even sure what she should do for him. She moved to sit on the bed and began to very slowly remove her own clothing, hoping to catch his eye as she did so.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>02-05-2014, 03:40:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He chuckled a little bit, seeing them giving each other slightly confused glances when he mentioned they would all be together. True, he couldn't fuck all three of them simultaneously, but he could certainly bring pleasure to three women at once. He was in possession, after all, of a cock, a tongue and two able and strong hands. And he hoped that at least a couple of the girls might also be intrigued in pleasure with each other, although by no means would he force any of them into doing so if they didn't want to. From the look on Moire's face, it seemed like she wasn't interested in any of that, which was fine. He did, however, see her breath catch when he removed his shirt, those carved muscles of his exposed to the girls' eyes. He watched her move towards him and kiss along his chest, and his hand moved to smooth back around her waist and over the curve of her ass, giving her a playful swat, to make her body leap a bit more into his. Then his hand continued over that curve, giving her bottom a squeeze, clenching the flesh in his strong fingertips.<br><br>Alain could see that Amisi was more amicable to the idea, and that she thought Tiffany might be as well. He watched as Amisi pulled Tiffany over to the bed with her, as if she thought the other girl might try and run, or that she might be struck dumb in shock by all of this. He watched as Amisi pulled Tiffany to the edge of the bed as Alain moved to sit down on it, and Amisi moved up onto it behind him, her hands moving to brush along his shoulders. His free hand reached behind him and started to smooth along Amisi's thigh. "See? We can all make this work." He felt her dig her thumbs into his muscles and his tongue slipped out to lick along his lips, his fingernails moving to rake along Amisi's thigh, starting to tug up on her dress. "Somehow, though, I think I shouldn't be the only one getting undressed." He pulled a little more insistantly up on the dress until he felt one of Amisi's hands move to take over that duty for him. "Fucking with our clothes on is possible, but certainly not the kind of thing we want to do for our first time."<br><br>Tiffany seemed so very nervous as she started to sit down on the bed next to him, his body turning just a little bit, as she moved to push the straps of her dress off each of her shoulders, pushing it down to her waist, baring her firm young tits, capped with dusky pink nipples, to his eyes. "Beautiful," Alain said in appreciation. He leaned forward a bit and pressed his lips against Tiffany's, to reassure her that she was doing well, as his hand on Moire's body moved to take her hand, guiding it to the waistband of his pantaloons. "We can take this in any order you ladies like, settle that now or simply let everything happen as it may. If one of you wants to go first," he said, as he released Moire's hand, feeling it rest against his waistband, "or last," as his hand moved to brush against Tiffany's face, "or you want something special, you need only ask... to be made love to, to be fucked like a bitch in heat, to be on top, to be beneath me... women only get one first time, so I want you each to enjoy this and treasure it as a pleasant memory, not to be afraid of it." <br><br>His fingertips moved up to cup one of Tiffany's breasts, his thumb rubbing gingerly against the nipple, as he watched her push it down to her waist, encouraging her to remove it entirely. "Let us each be as the gods made us."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>05-05-2014, 11:32:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Moire watched as he began to show Tiffany so much interest and she bit her lip, she didn't like competing for attention but she also understood that this was what she had to look forward to for the rest of the time she was a part of the harem. "Sir, may I request last. And possibly, if you are ok with the idea. I want my first time feeling you...I want it to be without the others." She blushed and looked away. Ashamed that such jealousy had risen so quickly to replace the anger she had originally felt toward the Lord. She wanted him to kiss her and caress her the way he was Tiffany, she wanted to experience all he had to offer, but she did not want that experience tainted by the others. "In fact. We're all virgins. I....I don't think it's really fair for us all to have to share our first time with eachother. If it is something to be remembered pleasantly and even fondly...wouldn't you rather have each of us separately first, break us in a little before our first time as a group?" She pressed stubbornly.<br><br>Amisi shot Moire a dirty glare as she leaned forward to gently blow air across Tiffany's hardening nipples. Tiffany laid back, slowly, hesitant but eager all the same. She arched her hips and finished removing the dress she wore. She whisked her panties off as well and lay there, bare for all of them to see. Amisi moved around Alain to kneel a little closer to Tiffany. She lowered her head and very gently nipped at the girls neck, begging to be allowed to taste more of her. "If our Master wishes us all to be together for our first times then why would you wish to argue Moire? It is what would please him and that is what you should want most." Amisi scolded before nipping at Tiffany again.<br><br>Tiffany giggled and squirmed a little as Amisi nipped at her neck. "Now Amisi...that isn't very fair. She wants her first time to be special. Perhaps to her it would cheapen it to have it shared with you and I. You don't mind, nor do I but that doesn't mean Moire's reservations about it all are unfounded or should be ridiculed. In fact I applaud her bravery in making such a request."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>10-05-2014, 22:52:11</strong>
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				"You can always ask questions, Moire. All of you. I'm not a cruel man. I encourage you to speak your opinions, ask questions, voice preferances, as long as you understand that at the end of the day, my opinion is the one that settles matters." He could see Moire bite her bottom lip, clearly torn between wanting to voice her opinions and not wanting to anger him. "You want your first time to be for you alone, and I can respect that, and I'm proud that you're making the concession to go last in order to get that. Come here." He waited for her to come close, and his hand moved up to her mane of hair, pulling her lips to kiss her firmly, so she would know he wasn't cross, holding the kiss for a long moment, certainly a bit more firm with her than he'd been with Tiffany, because it was clear that Moire liked things to be a bit more rough'n'tumble. He parted the kiss, but held her face close to his, his fingertips moving down to cup her chin. "Of course you can have your first time be alone. At some point you will learn to play with the other girls, at least a little, but your first time should be something you look at fondly, rather than with trepidation. Retire to your quarters for the evening, and you and I will become intimately acquainted with one another tomorrow."<br><br>He turned to look at Amisi and Tiffany. "Would you two rather each have your first time be alone also, or would you prefer to be here together with me for your first time?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>15-05-2014, 16:01:00</strong>
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				Moire smiled at Alain and shifted slightly. When he kissed her a small groan of want escaped her and when he let go she nearly whimpered at the loss of his kiss. He cupped her chin and she smiled at him gratefully. The only thing that seemed to upset her was that she would have to wait til the morrow to experience all that he had to give. "Yes sir." She whispered softly, feeling almost dejected by what he had told her. She got up&nbsp; off of the bed and, since she had yet to remove her clothing, headed for her chambers which were just as beautifully furnished as the main harem room. Her chin quivered slightly but she would not let that show, she was far too much of a warrior for that. Her room had been specifically designed even before her arrival to allow for some basic exercises that would keep her warrior form honed and well shaped. She changed swiftly into her training gear and immediately began to beat relentlessly on the padded wooden dummy that was in the room.<br><br>Amisi and Tiffany watched as Moire left and then looked at each other. Amisi had absolutely no problem sharing, in fact in part she almost craved Tiffany more than she did Alain. "I do not mind sir, I can share the evening with Tiffany and you happily." She stated as she looked down at the beautiful girl who was still sprawled beneath her and Alain. Tiffany smiled and blushed a deep red. "I do not mind either sir, though I am a bit afraid of how clumsily I will perform for you." She stated softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>20-05-2014, 21:45:04</strong>
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				It was interesting to see how Moire had changed so much in such a short period of time. Little less than an hour ago, she'd been railing against how she didn't want him to even come near her, then she was looking to spar with him, and now she seemed almost let down that she would have to wait until tomorrow for her turn to discover the pleasure that they could offer one another. He offered her a smile as she whispered her acceptance of his decision, and then turned to walk away. He didn't look away from her until she was out of the room, just in case she turned back. He wanted her to feel important to him, but he also needed to make sure their relationship was established properly. She wanted something, and she was being granted it, but there was a price to be paid for that, and while a day's time wasn't so monumental that it would feel like a colossal punishment, it would still feel like a price was paid. Her very walk out of the room was just shy of frustration, stomping away. He would make a point to ensure she enjoyed her experience tomorrow, but for now, she would have to wait.<br><br>"Everyone's first time is a little nerve-wracking, Tiffany," he said, smoothing one hand along her bare leg. "That is part of the fun of it. But it's also exciting. Discovering what you like, discovering what others like... do not worry about what you think you are doing wrong. Mistakes are a natural part of learning. Instead, focus on what you think you are doing right. There will be no disappointments here... only pleasure to be shared between three people." He leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to Tiffany's lips. When he pulled back from it, he could see Amisi's lips pressed to Tiffany's breast. A smile crossed his lips as his finger trailed against Amisi's cheek. "I think both you and I are a touch over dressed here, don't you?" He leaned down and pressed his lips to kiss Tiffany's bare stomach, letting his tongue tickle her navel before he slipped off the bed and kicked off his boots, then untied his breeches, pushing them down along with his underpants, sliding them off and setting them in a pile with his tunic, letting the girls see him in his full glory for the first time.<br><br>Much of his body was covered in scars, some larger than others, but they didn't detract from his muscular form, his thick cock hanging between his legs, as he moved back onto the bed, to the side of Tiffany, as he brushed a fingertip along Amisi's cheek. "Now you." He took one of Tiffany's hands and moved it to rest on his stomach, just above the waistline, an invitation for her to explore further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 20:45:45</strong>
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				Moire hit the dummy repeatedly until her knuckles cracked and bled minorly. When she finally stopped she was sweating profusely and there was small amounts of blood on the floor. But she felt better. She embraced the pain in her hands with joy as she closed her eyes. Her mind had turned on her full force, taking a small window of acceptance that her life was to be his little harem girl and making her want that more than anything else. She felt betrayed by her own heart and mind and it sickened her. "Damn him for making me want him." She cursed as she stormed to the bathing chambers that were attached to her room. She stared at the empty basin for a while contemplating calling for a servant to bring her warmed water. She decided against it and returned to her chambers. She crawled into the spacious bed that was hers and lay down. The people who had furnished her room and decorated it had been very smart about the color choices and the black sheets that were luxuriously soft showed no sign of the fresh blood that had brushed off her knuckles onto them.<br><br>Amisi very gently laved at the girls nipple and when he mentioned their overdressed state she pulled away from Tiffany. She watched in fascination as he removed the last of his clothing and she nodded. She carefully removed herself from the bed and slowly removed the articles that had adorned her body. Her skin was flawless and smooth, her body flat in every area that should be but curved and lush the way a real man enjoyed. She rejoined Tiffany on the bed and she looked at them both. Tiffany's skin had pinkened in embarrassment from where he had placed her hand and Amisi could tell she was hesitant to explore him. Tiffany looked to Amisi and bit her lip, uncertainty coloring her features. Amisi reached out and carefully sat Tiffany up so that they were all on a more equal level. She ran her fingers along Tiffany's pale arm and when she reached her hand she entwined their fingers together. "Let's try this as a team." She whispered softly, encouragingly to Tiffany.<br><br>She was unabashed about her desire for both the girl and Alain so the courage she showed in guiding Tiffany really wasn't a shock. While Amisi was inexperienced she had read many things on what to expect of a mans body, thus the sight wasn't as unnerving for her. She carefully guided Tiffany's hand down along Alains muscled stomach and very gently brushed Tiffany's fingertips across his tip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Harem Girls (CP &amp; TianaDarklife)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CorruptingPower</strong> on <strong>03-06-2014, 03:36:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alain smoothed one hand over Amisi's darker tinged flesh, brushing across one of those caramel shaded arms and along her shoulder before cupping one of those firm tits of hers, closing around her breast to give it a gentle squeeze as his other hand, his thumb caressing against her brown nipple, feeling it stiffen in response to his touch, as he knew that it would. His other hand moved to brush along Tiffany's face, as he could see her shiver, in anticipation or nervousness, he could not tell. Both, perhaps. She blushed in response to his touch, but didn't recoil away, which was good. Amisi shifted so that both she and Tiffany were sitting up, on either side of him, her left hand moving to mesh with Tiffany's right, as the two hands brushed along the shaft of his cock, it throbbing and swelling a little in response. <br><br>"It's alright, Tiffany. You will not break me," he said with a soft laugh. He leaned in and pressed another kiss to her lips, just for a moment, before he pulled back and turned his head to Amisi, leaning in to her, his lips meeting hers for a longer moment, showing his affection for her but also trying to reassure Tiffany that they were not only allowed to be curious and explorative, but encouraged to be so in fact. His hand moved to slide from Tiffany's cheek to smooth along her hip and across her back, his fingernails gently drawing lines in her flesh. "Here, let me allow you each to get a better look as you like, so you will see there is nothing to be afraid of."<br><br>Alain laid down on his back between the two girls, one hand on each of their backs, giving Amisi's ass a playful squeeze and smile. "There is no rush, but you may as well both take as good a look at you like."
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